BACKSTAGE
Orlando Cruze: Listen, Taylor is going to be here any second.
The enclosed parking garage comes into view and the IWC President Orlando Cruze is standing in the middle of it. He is currently addressing a line of security guards. The topic of conversation, Orlando’s wife, Taylor Chase-Cruze, the World Champion, the women who seriously went off the reservation last week on NewAge, succumbing to the New Eden’s brand of evil.
Orlando: The moment she gets to the building, I want you guys to detain her, but do NOT hurt her. Understood?
The security guards nod.
Security: Yes Sir.
Orlando: Alright, just remember, don’t hurt my wife.
After reinforcing this point Orlando turns away from security and sets his eyes on two people off camera. They do not remain out of focus for very long, Kelcey Wallace and Chris Cannon, husband and wife, friends of Taylor Chase come into view.
Kelcey: What makes you so certain that Tay will be here tonight?
Chris: Yeah mate, after she gave over to New Eden, and allowed their darkness to ravage her mind, it’s pretty hard to get a read on her. No telling what she’s going to do.
Orlando: Believe me, she’ll show up.
Chris: How do you know?
Orlando: Because we’re about to go to that ring and make her an offer she can’t refuse.
Chris: Alright Brando, lead the way.
VIDEO
EDGE OF A REVOLUTION by Nickleback blares in the background as we transition to the opening video package for Riot. The screen is overwhelmed with a litany of shocking and violent images, highlighting the atmosphere of chaos cultivated by the IWC. There are clips of William Mason delivering the Perfect Driver, Serenity watching from the rafters, Mya Denton skipping around with the Queen of the Ring Championship, and all of this is just a prelude of the insanity yet to come. We get another dose of disorder upon witnessing Danny Darko driving his forehead into a locker, Marie Jones hitting the Ava Marie, Alana Starr delivering the Five-Starr on Kathryn Pearson, Tina Valentine back dropping Cassidy Cage off a stage, and we round it out with Amanda Blayze attacking the GOOD Movement on the ramp. But we’re not through yet, because we reach the climax with footage of Taylor Chase driving a semi-truck THROUGH a limo, Orlando Cruze hanging above the ring mounted upon a cross, Mika Kozlov smiling with her glowing black eyes the camera’s focal point, Scott Cannon delivering the House Rules on Lethal Weapon, and finally Taylor Chase holding up the World Title while loaded on top of the shoulders of her friends and husband, celebrating her championship win at the End of the Year Special.
IN-RING
The ring is bombarded with cheers while the stage is inundated with fireworks. The entire Manhattan Center is rocking in response to the opening moments of Riot. The commentating duo of Sparkles and Greyson Lovejoy, puppet and ventriloquist are already getting pretty loud in the background even though the fun has only just begun.
Sparkles: Yaaay, Riot is here, meaning the world once again gets Sparkles.
Greyson: Sparkles, I think we’re trying to lure viewers and not make them switch over to episodes of Gilmore Girls.
Sparkles: Sparkles loves that show. It makes me cry through my nipples.
Greyson: If you HAD nipples that would almost be believable. But what you do have is a wild night ahead of you, especially if what went down on NewAge last week is any indication of what we’re in store for this evening on Riot. We’ve already seen Orlando Cruze, Kelcey Wallace and Chris Cannon in the parking lot preparing themselves for the arrival of the World Champion, Taylor Chase.
Sparkles: Who totally embraced the ‘GOOD© Evil.’ She’s been taken in by the very same force that New Eden has cast over so many souls here in the IWC.
Greyson: I never thought Taylor would succumb to it though. Not Taylor.
Greyson isn’t the only one who has trouble accepting the Taylor transformation everyone witnessed on the last NewAge.
Orlando: This isn’t happening New Eden.
Taylor Chase’s husband, IWC President Orlando Cruze presently makes his way down the ramp. He is flanked by Chris Cannon and Kelcey Wallace, Taylor’s closest and most trusted friends. The trio reaches the ring in a heart-beat, where Orlando wastes absolutely no time unloading his burdens.
Orlando: You are NOT taking possession of my wife’s soul. She will NOT be yours New Eden. I’m bringing her back where she belongs, home, and I’m doing it tonight by breaking whatever spell you Aiken and your group have put over her.
The microphone is bestowed unto Kelcey, who Taylor might be more inclined to listen to.
Kelcey: Tay, please come to the arena tonight and hear us out. Deep down inside you have to know what your doing is wrong. That you’re not right in the head, you’re not thinking clearly.
Aiken: Oh, but she is my dear, oh but she is.
The fans are particularly expressive as it relates to the faces now appearing on the Cartel-tron. There’s rage running from pillar to post at the sight of Aiken Frost and his demonic black eyes, which seem to stare through the Cartel-tron to the bodies, no, the souls of the three in the ring. Mika Kozlov, former Blacklist member with her onyx shaded eyes stands at Aiken’s side, her head snuggled up to and resting on his shoulder.
Aiken: What you have seen the past few weeks is Taylor Chase unfiltered and unshackled. Much like her sister Mikala Kozlov, I have given Taylor the greatest gift, liberation. She is free, for the first time in her life, she can be who she truly is on the inside.
Kelcey: That’s a lie. That wasn’t Taylor on NewAge….
Aiken: It wasn’t? Perhaps if you accepted New Eden into your soul, you would know the wondrous feeling of euphoria your best friend is presently experiencing. Embrace the dark. Join Taylor, join the New Eden.
Chris: That’s not happening mate.
An angered Chris Cannon speaks up for his wife.
Chris: What will happen, is you will release Taylor, and you’ll release my brothers while you’re at it, starting with Scott.
Aiken: I am afraid not, Mr. Cannon. I cannot offer to free them. However, I can offer you the chance to join them.
Orlando: Enough Aiken….
Aiken: STILLE!
Demands Aiken in his native German tongue.
Aiken: No it has NOT been enough, Mr. Cruze, because New Eden’s plans for your wife have only just commenced. So I shall afford you no opportunity to manipulate her. I have ordered her not to attend this evening’s telecast, and unlike you, Orlando, I am fully capable of controlling my women….
Orlando: She will be here, because I’m going to offer her something she couldn’t possibly turn down.
Aiken: What is this?
Orlando: If my wife shows up tonight, I’m offering her a one on one match against her most bitter rival, Marie Jones.
The fans collectively drop their jaws to the floor.
Aiken: Though I am sure the prospect of Mrs. Chase getting her hands on the woman who stole her knee brace several weeks ago tempts her, she will not defy my orders. So do not count upon seeing her this evening.
Mika: Dos-vi-dania.
Mika blows a kiss to the Cartel-tron before it goes black. Much like the big screen the ring is about to go blank. Kelcey, Orlando and Chris are rolling out of the squared circle and are making their way to the back before the Cartel-tron reactivates. Images pertaining to the barbarism Aaron Harrison has inflicted in the past flash across the screen while the intro track of “Monster” is blaring through the PA system. The three individuals who just vacated the ring now stop on the ramp, looking straight up it at the man presently making his way through the curtains. Harrison, Blacklist member, and former fiancée to Mika Kozlov is holding a mic and holding a grudge against the President. From the stage he uses that microphone to make this grudge a bit more transparent.
Harrison: How does it feel Orlando? To see the woman you love turned into a monster? Now maybe you should have someone come along and book either Kelcey or Chris to fight Taylor tonight. Then you’ll see what you put me through on NewAge when you booked my fiancée Mika to face my best friend Lukas. Perhaps that will put things into perspective for you.
Orlando: Aaron, I think we can both agree that neither one of us want to go down this road again. The last time the two of us were at odds with each other it ended with us getting multiple blood transfusions and a number of broken bones mended. Believe me, I want to avoid that at all cost. So I’ll admit it, on NewAge, my emotions were clotting my judgment. I made a few fatal errors in judgment, but give me a chance to make up for them.
Harrison: I don’t see how you could possibly…
Orlando: How would you feel about you and your partner Lukas Montgomery facing the man who took your fiancée Mika, and my wife Taylor, in a handicap match immediately following the commercial break? That’s right, the Blacklist versus Aiken Frost to kick start Riot.
BACKSTAGE
The security guards that Orlando Cruze tasked with safely detaining Taylor Chase once again come into view. The pudgy guards with their aged and saggy muscles keep their eyes focused on the entry way to the enclosed parking facility. Although no one is showing up in front of them, there is someone showing up behind them. It only takes a matter of seconds before all of the security guards are dropped to the ground and left lying at the feet of Marie Jones, Mrs. Budde, Angelica Jones and Mrs. Budde. Silas World has taken out security and now Marie is taking hold of a steel chair, just one of the weapons used to knock out security. She sets the chair up and parks herself on top of it.
Marie: Looks like WE’LL be here to greet Taylor when she gets here tonight.
Mrs. Budde, holding a kendo stick and patting it against her palm, Lenore Price Mason griping a steel bar, Sienna Swann wearing a pair of brass knuckles, and Angelica Jones clutching a thick chain, all smile insidiously. The four ladies now intently watch the entrance to the parking lot, anticipating the World Champion Taylor Chase’s arrival. The camera slowly zooms in on one woman in particular, the woman who has been offered up as bait this evening, Marie Jones, who doesn’t so much as blink while watching the entrance to the garage.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Mika: But you cannot go out there Aiken, what if my sestra were to arrive while you are busy squandering your time and efforts on the Blacklist?
A pleading Mika Kozlov follows along behind Aiken Frost who is seemingly on his way to the ring to compete in the handicap match booked before the show went to commercial break. Already Aiken is bedecked in his wrestling gear, seemingly on the cusp of going another round with Mika’s former lover Aaron Harrison, and her former Blacklist partner, Lukas Montgomery.
Aiken: Do not fret my dearest Mikala. Your sestra will not be here this evening. I managed to get word to her throughout the week that her presence would not be required here on Riot.
Mika: Awww. I did look forward to seeing her again.
Aiken: The two of you shall see plenty of one another at Last Stand. Now I must be off to the ring.
Mika: Do you not want me to accompany you out there? I know my Cowboy and Lukie very well. I could be helpful.
Aiken: I am sure you could, however I have alternative plans that do not call for such an expenditure of your time and your efforts.
A kiss is planted on Mika’s cheek and Aiken is off to the ring.
IN-RING
Already in that ring is Aaron Harrison, leaning with his back to the turnbuckle while his eyes watch the man presently about to slip through the ropes. The intro track of “Enemy” is blaring through the speakers while Lukas Montgomery is climbing tentatively to the apron. He listens to his entrance music and watches his Blacklist teammate Aaron very closely. The commentators discuss this tension between the long-time friends.
Greyson: It’s actually happening Sparkles, what we were promised before the commercial break is about to go down.
Sparkles: Aiken Frost about to be forced to face both members of the Blacklist in a handicap match.
Greyson: He’s going to answer for taking Mika away from the Blacklist, and for using Mika against her former friends over the past couple of months.
Sparkles: But can the Blacklist cooperate with one another long enough to make that happen?
Greyson: True, they have been at odds with another over the past few weeks regarding how to deal with the Mika situation. Aaron wants to save her, Lukas wants to destroy her.
Although the pair have had their fair share of issues, they look to be reading from the same script at the moment, or at least long enough to deal with Aiken Frost. Presently Lukas is trying to smooth things over with Harrison and probably would have a far easier time of doing it if it were not for the lyrics of Aiken Frost’s theme music playing over the PA system. The New Eden leader makes his way to the stage, clutching a microphone and wearing more than just his wrestling gear, a maniacal grin is also extended across his face.
Aiken: So Mr. Cruze wishes to subject each of us to his little games does he? How pathetically predictable that he would treat us as pawns on his chessboard. I do believe that men like us deserve far better. Would you not agree Mr. Harrison?
Harrison, who was focused on nothing but revenge, now finds his mind preoccupied by intrigue.
Aiken: You and I have far more in common than you might suspect. We are both men guided by our hearts. Our only flaw is that we love far too much. Others do not understand this, and they never shall. Gentlemen such as Orlando Cruze and your tag team partner do not appreciate just how deeply we care for those we love, and how our affections can never be shattered. You have proven that your love for Mika is unshakeable, and I respect that. Lukas does not. He does not understand you, but I do.
Aiken continues to infect Harrison’s mind even when verging dangerously close on entering the ring.
Aiken: You beg and you plead with Lukas to leave Mika be, to honor the commitment you made to her several months ago when you wished to make her your wife. Does Lukas respect your requests? No, he does not. Instead he goes out of his way to challenge Mika, to hurt Mika, to DESTROY Mika. And he will not stop, not until you have done something. It is only you who can prevent him from ending your beloved Mikala….
Lukas: I’ve had enough of this horseshit.
Lukas rolls out of the ring and goes straight after Aiken, silencing him with a well-placed forearm to the jaw. Lukas then rolls Aiken into the ring and follows him inside, getting this handicap match started one way or another.
AIKEN FROST VS. THE BLACKLIST
Harrison steps into his team’s corner and now watches as Lukas lays into Aiken with stomp after stomp to the chest. He then drops an elbow into that sternum before rolling to his feet and falling fist first into Aiken’s forehead. Aiken does not mount much in the way of a defense against this onslaught of blows delivered by a man who is determined to silence the New Eden leader.
Greyson: Enough was enough, Lukas wasn’t gonna take it anymore.
Sparkles: What, did someone call him a nugget?
Greyson: No, he is NOT Owen Hart, Sparkles.
Speaking of Hart, what Lukas is about to bust out next is shades of the late and great Owen. He grabs Aiken by the legs, wraps them around his own and rolls his adversary to his chest, placing him in the sharpshooter. It’s applied for several seconds until Aiken manages to crawl across the ring and eventually reach the ropes.
The excited crowd continues to watch from the stands, while a sullen Harrison continues to watch from the corner of the ring. Actually it looks to be a struggle on Harrison’s front to keep his eyes on his partner. Lukas notices this while releasing Aiken from the sharpshooter. Immediately Aiken takes advantage of this, rushing in behind Lukas and clobbering him to the back of the knee with a forearm. He then stands up, grabs Lukas’ legs swings around them and prepares to go for the figure four. However, Lukas wedges a foot to Aiken’s rear-end and kicks him off into the ropes. Aiken bounces from the cables and rushes back in at Lukas who leaps to his feet in time to catch his opponent and put him in position for the fallaway slam.
Lukas uses his raw power to throw Aiken up into the air, but in the process Aiken twists his body, slipping over Lukas’ head and down Lukas’ back. He catches Lukas around the hips, forcing him down into the sunset flip.
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Lukas manages to roll over backwards to his feet though, stand up and step through Aiken’s legs. Once again Lukas is on the cusp of forcing Aiken over into the sharpshooter. Aiken has other intentions however, sitting up and grabbing Lukas by the eye sockets, digging his thumbs in deep. The eye rake causes Lukas to turn away from Aiken, finding himself blinded. Aiken then grabs Lukas by the belt from behind, rolling him over backwards. With great speed and expert timing Aiken launches to his feet, swings around Lukas’ legs and applies the figure four. A groaning Lukas finds himself in dire straits and surprisingly his partner in this handicap match, Harrison, is not racing to his aid. Instead Aaron just watches, and even finds it hard to muster the strength to do that.
As a result Lukas continues to combat the figure four that threatens to snap his legs like peanut brittle. Nevertheless he pushes himself back across the canvas, pulling Aiken along for the ride. Finally Lukas reaches the ropes, forcing Aiken to break the figure four.
Greyson: Aiken almost scoring the win with the figure four. Can you imagine the impact that would make, Aiken defeating both members of Blacklist in a handicap match?
Sparkles: That would be the greatest thing since God created cheese.
The hold is broken before Lukas’ legs are. Aiken keeps assaulting those legs though, using them to drag Lukas to the center of the ring. He then goes for the Boston Crab but Lukas manages to sit up and prove that he is not above breaking a few rules himself. He jabs Aiken right in one of his onyx eyes, causing Aiken to stagger back.
The New Eden member quickly collects himself before going back on the assault, trying to catch a rising Lukas. But Lukas reaches out, catching the back of Aiken’s knees, trying to trip him over and apply the sharpshooter. But Aiken reaches down, hooks Lukas’ armpits and pulls him around into the backslide cover.
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Lukas rolls over out of the pin and onto his feet while Aiken lunges at his adversary going for a lariat. Lukas ducks the clothesline, causing Aiken to go staggering along into the ropes, ricocheting off and coming back in at his waiting opponent. Lukas catches Aiken then drops back into the fallaway slam. Aiken hits the ring hard.
Greyson: This is Lukas’ opening. I would advise him to make the tag now.
And that’s precisely what Lukas is about to do. He sits up and stares at his partner Harrison, but Harrison isn’t looking back. Instead his eyes are downturned, staring at the mats. He doesn’t even see Lukas scooting towards him with hand outstretched for the tag. Before Lukas can reach his corner, Aiken charges into the ropes in front of him, bounces off the ropes and then charges into a running knee strike. The knee absolutely demolishes Lukas’ face, knocking him to his back. Aiken then turns, falls into the lateral press and hooks both of Lukas’ legs.
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Lukas just manages to slip his shoulder out from Aiken. This kick out only inspires Aiken to inflict more physicality on his adversary…physicality in the form of the Desecration. He is just about to deliver the cobra clutch neck breaker variant only to have Lukas push back, forcing both himself and Aiken into the corner. Aiken finds himself crushed between Lukas and the turnbuckle. Lukas then falls to his knees and flips Aiken over his head and down to the canvas. Aiken rolls over to his feet with his back turned to Lukas, who comes rushing out of the corner into the Quieter. The roaring elbow aimed at the back of Aiken’s head misses when Frost nails a back mule kick straight to Lukas’ crotch.
Greyson: A deliberate low blow, come on ref, disqualify Aiken for that.
Sparkles: Sparkles thinks the referee was out of position to see it.
Aiken now spins around, takes hold of Lukas’ neck and lifts him into the air, looking for a brainbuster perhaps. Those plans are thwarted when Lukas manages to float over Aiken’s shoulder, coming down onto his feet behind his adversary’s back. He then hooks both of Aiken’s arms and delivers a powerful full nelson slam.
Greyson: Lukas back on the offense side of this handicap bout, but he already looks pretty taxed.
Sparkles: Sparkles hates doing tax. Why won’t the IRS let Sparkles deduct cheese as a business expense?
Greyson: I meant taxed physically. He desperately needs to tag out here.
That’s precisely what Lukas is thinking. He twists away from Aiken and makes his way towards Aaron, reaching out to tag in his partner. Aaron’s eyes remain downcast however, refusing to raise them to observe Lukas’ outstretched hand. Therefore Lukas’ request for a tag goes unfulfilled.
Lukas: Come on man, make the tag. I know you want to get your hands on Aiken even more than I do.
That may be the case, but it seems that Aaron doesn’t want to help Lukas in the process of beating Aiken down. It takes some time but Aaron finally gets physical. He drops from his corner, drops from the apron, and steps away from Lukas.
Greyson: What? Where-where-where are you going Aaron?
Sparkles: He’s leaving? He’s straight up ditching Lukas? This is hysterical! Sparkles might rupture a lung laughing so hard.
Shock clings to the face of Lukas as he watches Aaron walk away from him. Clearly Lukas’ actions over the past few weeks against Mika, coupled with Aiken’s words tonight have effected Aaron, hence why he’s presently making his way to the backstage area and all but turning his back on Lukas.
Greyson: I never in a million years thought we would see this, Sparkles. But Aaron has just walked out on his brother.
Sparkles: He ditched Lukas like Sparkles ditches the check at the Cheesecake Factory.
An exasperated Lukas watches Aaron disappear through the curtains before finally returning his focus to his adversary. Aiken is already swooping in from behind, attempting to capitalize on Lukas’ distraction. But Lukas reacts with lightning reflexes, stooping and catching Aiken against his shoulder then ultimately laying him out with the spinning spinebuster. Lukas then stands up, steps through the legs and turns Aiken over to his stomach, applying a sharpshooter. Lukas looks to be on the verge of winning this match all on his own, but Aiken has made a habit of disrupting the Blacklist’s expectations. He crawls across the ring and grabs the bottom rope. The referee starts a five count that eventually forces Lukas to break the sharpshooter before he can be disqualified.
Lukas lets go of the hold but he won’t let up on Aiken. Although the New Eden member has rolled under the ropes, the Blacklist member follows right behind him. Lukas ends up at ringside, grabbing the back of Aiken’s head then charging him at the ringpost, right on the cusp of throwing his face into the steel. But Aiken surprises Lukas, slipping back and slipping through his adversary’s clutches. He gets behind Lukas then delivers a German suplex, dropping Lukas across the mats straight across the back of his head.
Greyson: German right across the mats.
Sparkles: Okay Lukie, might want to make the tag no….oh wait, that’s right, you don’t have anyone to tag in, hahahahaha.
Greyson: Enough Sparkles.
Sparkles: Okay.
Mere moments after dumping Lukas on the back of his neck across the mats, now Aiken is about to dump Lukas across the back of his neck on a far more dangerous material. A stunned Lukas cannot block being pulled over into a German suplex from the ringside mats that sends him flying back first into the apron.
Greyson: Now a damned German into an apron!
Sparkles: But Aiken didn’t hit the apron, Lukas did.
Greyson: Not LITERALLY a German, I meant to say a German SUPLEX!
After taking that nasty impact with the apron, Lukas’ damaged body is led along into the ring. Aiken makes sure to keep his opponent close to the turnbuckle though, so that he can pull the back of Lukas’ already injured neck around the ring post. The crowd is screeching at the sight of Aiken applying a dragon sleeper on Lukas around the post.
Greyson: Now this is just sick.
Sparkles: Especially after all the damage that Aiken has done to Lukas throughout the course of this match.
And more damage is about to be inflicted with the crowd’s decibel dropping to whole new depths. That despair is exacerbated when Mika Kozlov appears at the top of the ramp. She is flailing her arms about with a great sense of urgency. She finally catches Aiken’s attention, who looks none too pleased that Mika is out here even though he specified that she stay backstage. But something compels Mika not only to the ringside area, but to take hold a microphone once getting there.
Mika: Aiken…Aiken….Aiken…Aiken…Aiken….Aiken…Aiken…
Aiken: Yes my dear?
Mika is now standing right in front of Aiken at the bottom of the ramp.
Mika: My sestra….
Aiken: What about her?
Mika: She is on her way to the building.
An iphone raises from Mika’s pocket, pointing to the most recent call, revealing that it came from Taylor Chase. This news is not well received by Aiken, but he makes his best attempt to play it off.
Aiken: Well then, I shall go and properly greet her….(he looks back at Lukas)….be a dear and finish him for me.
Aiken just abandons this ‘match,’ walking on up the ramp and leaving Mika behind. She rolls into the ring where Lukas is lying on his side, all but debilitated after the German suplex onto the apron. A smile suddenly forms across Mika’s face as the crowd wails in despair. She now methodically approaches Lukas, taking him around the neck and bridging him up to his feet. It appears Mika is right on the cusp of hitting her former Blacklist ally with the Killing Joke. That devastating inverted twisting STO is seconds from being unleashed before Harrison reemerges from the backstage area. He has seemingly come to his senses, returning to lend aid to Lukas. The moment Mika spots Harrison entering the ring she drops Lukas and then extends her arms out to her sides.
Mika: What are you going to do Cowboy? Are you going to beat on Mika? Are you going to RAVAGE me?
Aaron just stands there with fist cocked back and body trembling.
Mika: That is what I thought you would do. NOTHING.
Although Mika could linger behind and continue twisting a knife in Harrison’s heart she chooses to occupy her time greeting her sister upon her arrival to the Manhattan Center. Mika exits the ring and reaches the ramp, only looking back to spot Harrison trying to assist Lukas to his feet. Harrison has his partner back upright but now it’s Harrison who ends up flat on his back. Lukas shoves with all of his force, knocking Harrison straight on his ass. Now it’s Lukas who cocks back his fist but finds himself hesitating to use it. He is wrought with aggression but has no outlet for it, wanting to punch Harrison but holding back from doing it.
Greyson: Are Lukas and Aaron about to implode?
Sparkles: Hit him Lukie, hit him! Knock Harrison out you big ole puss!
Lukas does not knock anyone unconscious, instead he rolls out of the ring, mumbling every obscenity imaginable on his way up the ramp. Harrison just sits on the canvas, realizing that his whole life has crumbled.
BACKSTAGE
Mrs. Budde, Angelica Jones, Sienna Swann and Lenore Price-Mason tighten their grips on their respective weapons and narrow their eyes on the entrance to the enclosed parking facility. All the while Marie Jones, who is seated between them in a steel chair, lowers a phone from her ear. She now readies herself for Taylor’s arrival to the parking garage.
Marie: Just got the word, Tay is on the way.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
An aggravated Aaron Harrison proceeds down the corridor, slipping his hands up and over his skull. It seems the weight of everything that has happened between Lukas Montgomery, Mika Kozlov, and himself is taking a tremendous toll on him both mentally and physically.
Alana Starr: Awww, you look like a sad little puppy.
Aaron’s frustrations are only exacerbated and not relived when New Eden member Alana Starr comes into view. Her beautiful black eyes are honed in upon Aaron’s disheveled features. Obviously Alana is not going to approach a man like Aaron alone, she brings her new servant Jed Wayne along. He towers behind Alana holding both of her championship belts.
Alana: Would you like me to make you some muffins? They do wonders.
Harrison: If I were you I’d walk away while you still have the ability to walk.
Alana: Now that’s not a very nice thing to say.
Harrison: And if I were in your heels, I wouldn’t worry about what I’m saying, I’d be more concerned about what I’m about to do.
Alana: Aaron-Aaron-Aaron, there’s no need for all of this hostility. You and I, you and New Eden, we don’t have to be enemies. We can all be friends.
Harrison: You-you-you….wait….time out….you think after everything you and New Eden have done to Lukas and I, that we can suddenly be pals?
Alana: Why not? Forgive and forget. Build a bridge over troubled waters. Make love, not war….Well, not so much that last euphemism, but you get the gist.
Harrison: Why would I….
Alana: Because you want Mika. You yearn for Mika. You have to have her. And only New Eden can give her to you.
A chilling silence overcomes Harrison, shockingly listening to Alana’s words.
Alana: We reunited Taylor with Mika, we can reunite you with Mika as well.
Harrison: And what would I have to sacrifice?
A smile graces Alana’s cheeks.
Alana: Nothing at all pookie, nothing at all. Unless you consider allowing New Eden into your soul to be a sacrifice. Cause it isn’t. It’s just like Aiken said earlier, accepting New Eden is truly liberating.
Harrison continues to listen.
Alana: Just think it over pookie, mmkay? I’ve got some business to attend to at the moment, but maybe you, Aiken and I, can all have a sit down later. I’ll even have Mogui make us some hot chocolate. You haven’t lived until you’ve tasted Mogui’s hot chocolate. I think he does something special with the marshmallows.
IN-RING
The fans are not very approving of the music currently playing in the background. “Evil in Me-Requiem for a Dream” by Beethoven is piping through the PA system and the Cartel-tron is playing scenes of Alana Starr hitting a variety of her flashy signature moves. We don’t have to settle for seeing replays of Alana, because now we get her here live and in the flesh. She continues to sport that breathtaking smile and those equally as breathtaking black eyes as she approaches the ring. Following along behind her is Jed Wayne, the towering beast of a man sporting his long black beard and both the X-Class and Tag Titles over his shoulders. He is encumbered by titles but Alana is only encumbered by her thoughts, purging them from her mind once reaching the ring.
Alana: Wasn’t New Age so much fun my Starr-Brights?
The crowd is sickened by this apparent nick-name Alana has given to her ‘fans.’
Alana: That night will go down in the record books as the evening that changed the landscape of professional wrestling forever and ever. Taylor Chase, our World Champion, at last embraced New Eden, she took the GOOD© Evil into her soul and cuddled it tight. Now she is one of us, and now she is on her way to the building, and soon we will properly anoint her as a member of our New Eden alliance. And although New Age was a grand and glorious spectacle, not every moment of it was cause for rejoice. Sadly it had quite a few Debbie downer moments, like when an old friend of mine decided to show up and stick her big fat Yeti face in my business. Brittany Lohan.
Alana pouts at the mere mention of Brittany’s name.
Alana: Why can’t you just put our issues in the past? How many times must I beat you? Why do you keep showing up like a gnat buzzing all around my gorgeous face? What do you think will happen if you keep coming after me? If you keep getting involved in my affairs like you did on NewAge when your big old man shoulders and your putrid blue eyes came to the ring and tried to hit me with that crowbar? You can’t beat me….
Lohan: And who said I was here to beat you, Alana?
The crowd has quite the mixed response to Silas World member Brittany Lohan making her way to the stage, hands clasped onto a crowbar. Jed tries to march right up the ramp and greet Lohan but Alana is holding her giant back.
Lohan: That’s where your wrong Starr Chylde, because I’m not here to beat you, I’m here to BREAK YOUR NECK.
Alana rubs her throat.
Alana: History will not repeat itself, Yeti. I won’t be broken by you. That’s just as unlikely to happen as you and your partner that Ginger Biscuit, Marie Jones, beating Scott (Cannon) and I for the Tag Team Titles at Last Stand.
Lohan: Don’t worry about the Tag Team Title match, you won’t be competing in it.
Silas: That’s right-that’s right….
As if the situation couldn’t get any more hairy, now we see Silas Mason making his way to the stage on his electric wheelchair. The borderline paraplegic Silas has at last regained the ability to speak without the use of a computer and keyboard.
Silas: You won’t be going to Last Stand, because right here tonight, Baby Blue is going to rip your head clean off your shoulders.
Alana rolls her eyes and scoffs at the notion.
Silas: I just had a pow-wow with McBride, and she’s agreed to give Brittany the opportunity to snap your neck here on Riot. We got ourselves a match ladies, later on it’ll be Brittany Lohan versus Alana Starr. And this time when Baby Blue swings her crowbar at your neck, she ain’t gonna miss.
BACKSTAGE
Karen McBride: What the hell is this crap? I never signed off on Alana versus Brittany tonight.
A confused and outraged Karen McBride makes her way through the backstage area with her Prestige teammate, the Pure Champion, William Mason stepping along beside her. As the two near Karen’s office, William looks to be nearing the edge of his sanity. He looks wrought with despair concerning the absence of the Pure Title that customarily graces his shoulder. At the moment however, the belt is in the hands of Psychomachia.
William: What? Did you say something?
Karen: For God sakes William, concentrate man.
William: I’m sorry, but I just can’t stay focused right now.
Karen: I know-I know William, your still upset about the theft of your title. But we’ll get it back….without you having to succumb to Psychomachia’s demands to retrieve it.
William: Even if I do get it back. I’m not sure I can ever look at the championship the same way again. Psychomachia has defaced it, just like they’ve defaced our entire group.
Karen: And Psychomachia will pay for that when you personally throw their monster Cassidy Haze over the top rope and eliminate her from the Last Stand Rumble in two weeks. In fact, all of Psychomachia is going to pay at the pay-per-view, including Serenity when I finally beat her one on one and all but ruin her chances of winning the Rumble.
William: Just don’t go ‘rogue’ in the process.
Karen: I am so sick of hearing that word. Okay, from this day henceforth, the words ‘ROGUE’ and ‘TRANSFORMATION’ are outlawed here in the IWC. Anyone who dares utter them will have to clean Eric Sailes’ jockstrap.
William: Yeesch.
Karen: But enough about Psychomachia. Right now I want to find out who signed off on Lohan versus Starr.
William: Come on Karen, we both already know who booked that match. This has Blaire’s fingerprints all over it.
Karen: I’m going to kill my sister.
William: When will she learn that YOU’RE the principle owner….
Karen: She thinks just because we share the same last name that it entitles her to certain luxuries. Like calling the shots every time I leave my office for even a second.
William: Alright Karen tell you what, you let Hightower, Avery, Melanie and I deal with Psychomachia, you deal with Blaire.
Karen: You guys just be careful.
William: And you try not to be too rough on your sister.
Karen: That might be easier said than done.
At last they’ve reached McBride’s office, and while William just walks right past, Karen steps inside.
Karen: Blaire! This has been a long time coming….
Blaire: KAREN HELP!
Serenity: SIT-DOWN!
The moment Karen enters her office she finds more than just her sister inside. Karen was right to suspect that Blaire had taken residency in the chair behind Karen’s desk, but it was not of Blaire’s own volition. She’s forced down onto that seat by the imposing Cassidy Haze, who stands behind her, hands on Blaire’s shoulders. If this visual wasn’t troubling enough, how about the fact that Serenity is currently lying across her side on the surface of Karen’s desk.
Serenity: Where have you been Karen?
The door leading into the office suddenly slams shut, causing Karen to whip around and find both Jessika and Willow Wilkes standing behind her. The entire Psychomachia has the Principle Owner and her sister Blaire surrounded.
Serenity: It’s not nice to keep your company waiting.
Karen: Whatever you have planned, rethink it right now. My friends will be along shortly….
Serenity: Oh sweetie, I wouldn’t count on Prestige interrupting us any time soon, my friend Maxine will be keeping them preoccupied. Now have a seat, we have a lot to discuss.
Karen: No fucking wa….
Serenity: Don’t be rude…SIT.
Karen only parks in the chair in front of her desk when she sees Cassidy tightening her grips on the shoulders of Blaire.
Serenity: Good girl, now let’s talk….
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
’Pure Champion’ William Mason is presently standing in the catering area talking to fellow Prestige associates Christy Hightower and JaMarcus Avery. The group is gathered just a few feet away from Karen Mcbride’s office.
William: Alright guys, we all know Psychomachia will be up to their normal antics tonight. So that’s why I think we need to go on the offensive….
Hightower: It’s about time.
Avery: IIIII don’t know William, maybe it be best if we didn’t piss on the beehive sort of speak.
William: It’s more like pissing on a fire Avery, got to do something to extinguish the flame before Psychomachia burns everything down.
Avery: They already have man. Look at what they coaxed Christy and I into doing two weeks ago. We…we….we went rogue….
William: Don’t say that.
Avery: But it’s the truth, we let ourselves be manipulated by Psychomachia. We let them turn us into monsters. We can’t risk them doing the same to you. So I say we just do our best to steer clear of Psychomachia….
William: You’ve got nothing to worry about. I’ve avoided the temptation of going ‘rogue’ before and I’ll keep on doing it no matter how much Psychomachia tries to tempt me. I won’t let them make me their villain. That’s not who I am, that’s not who WE are…Prestige is purity….
Avery: I don’t know William. I mean, Hightower and I don’t have a dark bone in our entire body and Psychomachia got us to do some pretty unspeakable things two weeks ago. You, you Boss have a history of going to some dark places though. You’ve done some bad things to some good people.
William: That’s in the past though….
Avery: I don’t think it’ll stay there, not now that they’ve taken your Pure Championship.
William: I’m not going to lie, I want that title back more than anything…
Avery: And that’s what Psychomachia is counting on, they know you’re willing to go to any lengths to get back your title….
Crissy: Sounds to me then that you need someone outside of Prestige to take that title back.
Prestige turns to take into view Crissy Garner, the very woman who was abducted on Riot two weeks ago by Psychomachia, steps into view, approaching Crissy’s long-time friend William.
William: Minka, how are you?
Crissy: I’m fine, no post-traumatic stress after my whole kidnapping two weeks ago. Though I still can’t get the smell of that janitor’s closet Psychomachia stuffed me in out my nostrils.
William: You have no idea how sorry I am that they used you to try to get at me. When you signed with the IWC, I-I-I never wanted you to get caught in the middle of my problems….
Crissy: Caught? You got it all wrong babe, I volunteered.
William: Yeah, but….
Crissy: But nothing, when I see a friend in distress, I do something about it. That’s why Ember and I went after Psychomachia on the last Riot, and it’s why we’ll go after them again tonight….
William: Please don’t get involved in this Minka….
Crissy: I AM involved. When Serenity had me abducted, and then hung an effigy of me she….
William: What if she REALLY hung you from those rafters though Crissy? What if this week it’s not a mannequin?
Crissy: Oh you’re right William, it WON’T be a mannequin that’s hung tonight…
The Seral Thrilla now lifts her arm, revealing that a rope and a noose are hanging from her palm.
Crissy: Serenity and I are scheduled for a match, but that’s not what the fans are going to get. Instead what they’ll watch in that ring, is an execution.
William: But Minka….
Crissy: Don’t even try to stop me. You and your friend, you just focus on keeping yourselves safe. Let ME deal with Psychomachia….and let me get back your Pure title.
William: Where are you going?
Crissy; To give the same message to Karen.
Crissy takes off, marching in the direction of Karen McBride’s office. William watches her walk away, and keeps on watching, and keeps on watching,…
Hightower: Erm, William…Heeellllloo.
Fingers snap in front of William’s face.
William: Oh, sorry. Um, yeah, what were we talking about?
Crissy keeps walking until she eventually reaches Karen’s office, pushing the door slightly open. She stops and stops abruptly, only getting the door ajar a few inches before hearing the voices of Psychomachia filtering into the hallway. She now waits in the hall, eavesdropping on what’s being said.
Serenity: So let’s chat Karen.
This news is delivered by Serenity as she presently walks in circles around the chair that Karen McBride is seated in. The Principle Owner and Prestige member remains surrounded by Psychomachia, cornered in her office alongside her sister Blaire.
Serenity: We have so much to go over.
Karen goes to lunge out of her chair only to have Jessika and Willow step in from behind, grab her by the shoulders and force her back down. Karen can only watch as Serenity takes a seat across the edge of the Principle Owner’s desk. All the while Serenity is picking up a family photo of Karen and Melanie, removing it from the desk and scanning the image very closely.
Karen: Just tell me what it is you want Serenity?
Serenity: Well here’s the thing Karen. You scheduled a Hardcore match between you and I at Last Stand with some pretty big Rumble implications. I just wanted to say, I really-really-really love what you put together. It was a stroke of genius pitting the two of us together in a Hardcore Match, and the added spice of the winner going into the Rumble last, and the loser going into it first, that’s another genius concept. Bravo-bravo. Now I want you to make another smart decision here tonight.
Karen: Screw yourself.
Serenity: Cass, dear, would you make Karen a bit more agreeable?
Cassidy’s hands, which have been on Blaire’s shoulders this whole time, now take hold of the throat of Karen’s sister. Blaire is hoisted off the chair, turned and thrown back first against the wall. A gasping Blaire finds her kicking legs suspended high above the ground.
Karen: STOP IT!
Again Karen tries to get out of her chair only to be pinned down by Willow and Jessika.
Serenity: I know how important family is to you Karen….
Karen: If Cassidy doesn’t put her down right now I swear to God I’ll….
Serenity: Now-now-now, don’t go getting all emotional on me. I need you clear headed so you hear my request.
Karen: Get on with it.
Serenity: Jessika…
Jessika: Psychomachia wants another crack at breaking your friend William. So tonight we want him to put his Pure Title on the line against Maxine Moore.
Serenity: And after what Maxine does tonight, William will accept his transformation.
Jessika: But wait, there’s more….
Serenity: Because Karen, William won’t be the only one who goes rogue. One of our own will make the ultimate sacrifice this evening so that you can embrace the darkness in your heart, so that you can become our villain. And believe me, you will.
Karen: Turning me into your Rogue didn’t work last week, so why do you think tonight will be any different?
Serenity: You might be a bit more accepting of the idea once you learn what we’ve done with your sister.
Karen’s eyes veer towards the still gasping Blaire.
Serenity: Oh, sorry, should be more specific. That’s NOT the sister I was referring to.
Before any further specifics can be provided, the door to Karen McBride’s dressing room opens and Crissy Garner, noose in hand, steps inside.
Crissy: You want to threaten someone you psychopaths? Threaten me!
Crissy is red-hot as she stands in the doorway and overlooks Psychomachia choking Blaire and restraining Karen. A smile comes across Serenity’s face when Crissy’s eyes draw to her upturned lips.
Serenity: If it isn’t our little GITMO detainee.
Crissy: Funny you say that, because YOU’RE the one about to be tortured.
Crissy rushes across the room and ultimately drives her shoulder into Serenity’s ribs, knocking her back onto the surface of the desk. But before Crissy can inflict any further damage Willow and Jessika are all over her. They jump on Crissy’s back and begin to pummel her with clubbing blows, dropping her to her knees. Karen would go racing to Crissy’s aid, but instead she’s going after Cassidy, intent on breaking the monster’s strangle hold on Blaire’s throat. Cassidy breaks the hold of her own accord though, then spins around and catches Karen as she flies off the desk, grabbing her around the head. Cassidy then lifts Karen into the air via the vice grip on Karen’s skull before turning and throwing her back first into the wall. Karen bounces off the plaster and lands right beside Blaire.
Neither of the McBride sisters are in any position to lend help to Crissy, who has been forced down to her knees by Willow and Jessika. Now a furious Crissy is looking up into the masked face of Serenity, who almost seems to be taking pity on Psychomachia’s latest victim.
Serenity: I hope you consider yourself very fortunate Crissy that you don’t factor into our plans at the moment. But if you insist on coming to that ring tonight to face me in our scheduled match, I’ll be very glad to include you into those plans.
A smirking Serenity leans down and actually kisses Crissy on the forehead.
Crissy: I’m gonna hang you….
Serenity: Oh heavens to betsies, I don’t want that to happen….And I’m sure Cass doesn’t either. She doesn’t like to see people put their hands on me.
The moment Serenity steps out of the way, Cassidy moves in and snatches Crissy around the neck with both hands. She now lifts Crissy off the floor, turns and throws the Serial Thrilla back first onto the surface of Karen’s desk. Crissy bounces off the table then goes flipping over it backwards, ultimately spilling to the floor right in front of an equally banged up Karen and Blaire.
Serenity: That’s enough Cass. The less time we have to spend on people like Crissy, the more we can focus on Prestige and William’s defense of the Pure Championship…
The very belt that was stolen from William on the last NewAge is now slid off the surface of the desk that Crissy bounced off of. Serenity throws the championship over her shoulder while turning her eyes to Karen.
Serenity: If you’re not in too much pain Karen, watch what happens in that ring next…watch what we do your precious Melanie…
The family photo Serenity was fumbling earlier, the one featuring Karen and Melanie, is lifted from the floor and thrown over the desk onto Karen’s lap.
IN-RING
We soon learn the location of Melanie McBride when she comes falling to the stage. Actually, she doesn’t fall, she was THROWN. ‘The Red Widow’ Maxine Moore steps out behind her with a sneer twisting her face. The crowd and the commentators are particularly vocal when they witness Psychomachia’s Maxine stomping away repeatedly at Prestige member Melanie’s head.
Greyson: What is this?
Sparkles: It looks like Melanie McBride is getting her tush jumped by Maxine Moore.
Greyson: Serenity’s bodyguard and Psychomachia enforcer is assaulting poor loveable Melanie, Karen McBride’s sister. I was so hoping we wouldn’t have to put up with Psychomachia’s campaign to transform Prestige tonight.
Sparkles: We’ve seen it for months Lovejoy, tonight wasn’t about to be any different. Psychomachia is determined to turn Prestige into ‘rogues.’ Psychomachia wants a strong, unified enemy to strengthen them in preparation for taking the IWC World Championship.
Maxine is strengthening Melanie at the moment by breaking her down. She grabs the much smaller Melanie by the hair, pulls her up to her feet and then gorilla presses her overhead.
Maxine: You will TRANSFORM.
A gorilla press slam sends Melanie flipping through the air and ultimately crashing back first across the ramp. The crowd and Melanie alike scream in pain. Melanie’s groans are silenced by the boots coming down across her face. Eventually she is dragged back to her feet, dragged down the ramp and now whipped along spine first into the ring apron. Melanie bounces off with her face twisting into an expression of pain and her body twisting into a scoop slam across the thin protective mats. Now that she’s got Melanie down, Maxine reaches behind her back, removing a microphone that was tucked under her waistband.
Maxine: Melanie, your sweet, your loveable, some might even say your adorable. That just won’t do. You need to be vicious, amoral, ruthless and reviled. You will go ROGUE.
Another hard stomp comes down across Melanie’s face. The microphone is thrown into the ring along with Melanie’s body. Maxine begins to follow her prey inside before Melanie shocks the world by rushing into the ropes, springing off the middle one and then twisting into a dropkick that connects on Maxine’s shoulder. The tall body of the Red Widow goes tumbling to the mats. As Maxine goes down, Melanie stands up, grabbing the microphone that was tossed into the canvas alongside her.
Melanie: You’re not getting a transformation, you’re just getting your ass straight up KICKED!
The microphone is tossed to the canvas and now Melanie is running at the ropes, stepping off the middle cable and launching herself into a breathtaking twisting back flip. She crashes into Maxine’s shoulder with a moonsault, knocking them both to the mats.
Greyson: Holy mother of Jesus, what a DIVE by Melanie!
Sparkles: Psychomachia and Prestige gettin’ it on yet again. Are they going to transform Melanie tonight like they’ve transformed her friends JaMarcus Avery and Christy Hightower?
Melanie is mounted on Maxine’s chest, punching her repeatedly in the face. Melanie then heads for the ring, stepping up onto the apron. She now back flips into another moonsault, coming down right on top of the laid out Maxine.
A ‘fuck her up Melanie, fuck her up,’ chant has started from the crowd and Melanie has no trouble adhering to this request. She climbs back up to the apron and is about to back flip off of it before Maxine shockingly lunges to her feet and steps under Melanie. She pulls Melanie off the apron into an electric chair drop position. Maxine pushes Melanie into a leap frog though, launching her from Maxine’s shoulders, over Maxine’s head and eventually causing Melanie’s face to go crashing into the apron. Melanie’s face bounces hard from the apron as she collapses to her back, involuntarily rolling over in reverse. Her legs end up wrapped around Maxine’s waist, who now lifts Melanie into a wheelbarrow only to throw her down out of it face first into the apron once again.
Greyson: Gah, what vicious collisions with that apron!
Sparkles: Maxine is tearing Melanie’s beautiful face apart. That won’t sit well with my best bud JaMarcus Avery. Though Sparkles guesses he could make Melanie wear a paper bag over her head.
Melanie’s gorgeous features are further mutilated as she bounces off the apron only to have her face reintroduced to it. Maxine grabs her by the back of the head with both palms then puts all of her strength into swinging Melanie’s face into the apron. Melanie is now returned to the ring, thrown inside by her malicious adversary
We find out just how malicious Maxine can be when she reaches under the ring and grabs hold of a table. The concerned crowd watches as the table is set up at ringside, Maxine getting it into position before she reaches under the ring and finds ANOTHER weapon, a steel chair.
She is just about to enter the ring with it before Melanie rushes in and delivers a baseball slide dropkick under the ropes and into the chair. The steel flies back and hits Maxine in the face, sending her staggering away from the ring. She just manages to catch herself before going down and somehow holds onto the chair. Melanie now grabs the top rope and comes flying out of the ring into a crossbody only to be nailed in the face with the chair. Maxine swings it with all of her strength, causing the steel to bounce with bone breaking impact off of Melanie’s mug.
Greyson: NOOO!
Sparkles: That was disfiguring. Sparkles guesses Melanie can get roles as the Elephant Man’s stunt double now.
The chair across the brow has left Melanie totally unconscious. The chair is now slid into the ring and Maxine drags Melanie towards it. Melanie rolls across the canvas and ends up stretched over the chair with Maxine stepping in beside her. It looks like Maxine is about to crush Melanie’s skull against the chair. But instead Maxine puts the chair down on top of Melanie’s head and then goes to the ropes, climbing to the top one. She then comes flying off the turnbuckle into a senton bomb aimed straight at the chair that is draped over Melanie’s face. Maxine connects with the chair, but not with Melanie’s skull.
Melanie rolls out from under the chair in the nick of time, causing Maxine’s body to contort as it bounces off of it. Maxine sits up, arching her spine in pain. She agonizingly works her way back up to her feet before Melanie hits her with a famasser, driving Maxine’s face right down into the chair.
The Manhattan Center absolutely erupts with a euphoric and shocked ovation at the sight of Melanie totally catching Maxine off guard with that move
Greyson: Melanie surprisingly holding her own against the Red Widow.
Sparkles: And here come some reinforcements to help her out.
An urgent JaMarcus Avery, Christy Hightower and William Mason now make their way through the curtains. They come dashing to the aid of Melanie.
Maxine continues to rest across her knees shivering with rage, her skin going blood red. Meanwhile Melanie is standing up and approaching the ropes, about to slip through them and unite with her fellow Prestige cohorts. But she doesn’t slide through the cables, instead she goes over them. Maxine suddenly grabs Melanie by the shoulder, spins her around and then heaves her into a gorilla press. The eyes of all the Prestige members at ringside widen at the sight of Melanie being thrown out of the ring and threw the table at ringside.
Greyson: NOOOOO!
Sparkles: HOLY MAC & CHEESE!
The wood explodes beneath Melanie’s body, which has gone absolutely limp. A frantic Avery and Hightower crouch over Melanie while William charges straight at the woman who just drove her through the wood. Maxine watches with a twinkle in her eye as the Pure Champion leaps to the apron, William absolutely seething. Maxine drops to her knees in the ring, extending her arms out to her sides, taking on another defenseless posture.
Maxine: Well get to it. Hit me. Go ROGUE.
William just stands there on the apron, shivering and fighting his animalistic impulses, resisting the urge to give over to his demons.
Serenity: You want her…You want her soooo bad, don’t you William? You really-really want to hurt her. Why fight that urge?
Nothing can take William’s eyes off of Maxine, even the arrival of Serenity, Willow Wilkes, Jessika and Cassidy Haze as they step to the stage. The Pure Title stolen from William last week on NewAge, now sits over the shoulder of Cassidy.
Serenity: We’ve got some great news for you, William. You’ll get a crack at Maxine, and you’ll get it right now. Karen has agree to book a defense of your Pure Title. It’s going to be you versus Maxine right NOW with your title on the line. Let’s see if you can resist the urge to go ROGUE after what Maxine just did to one of your closest friends, MWAHAHAHAHAHA.
Serenity employs not only a Dr. Evil laugh, but a Dr. Evil inspired gesture, raising her pinkie to the corner of her mouth.
WILLIAM MASON © VS. MAXINE MOORE:
PURE TITLE
The referee can’t get to the ring before fists start to fly. An upset William is driven by visions of Melanie’s body being hurled through a table as he hurls his fists into the sides of Maxine’s face, knocking her back across the ring. The Red Widow tries to keep her balance as she’s hit from one side of the skull to the other. Eventually William goes lower, nailing a kick to Maxine’s gut and doubling her over so that he can pull her head into position for the Perfect Driver.
Sparkles: Hit it Willie, hit the Driver on this amazon biker chick.
Greyson: I’ve not seen William so fired up in quite some time.
Sparkles: He’s got to be reeling from what he just saw happen to Melanie.
The Pure Champion is seconds from concluding this title match but Maxine has other ideas in mind. She puts her twisted brain to good use, providing a quick counter. She swings her body right around out of the Perfect Driver position and then turns her side to William before catching him under the jaw with a very stiff thrust kick. The shot to the chin knocks William back into the ropes, which he uses to maintain his balance. Maxine charges in to press her advantage only to be back dropped over the ropes and to the outside of the ring.
William then proceeds to rush into the opposite cables in order to build momentum behind a big dive. He is just about to clear the top rope before coming to an abrupt halt when he sees that Cassidy Haze has stepped in front of Maxine, her haunting gaze bringing William to an instant halt.
Cassidy is about to do far more than stare though, already she’s climbing up to the apron on the cusp of getting into the ring.
Cassidy is about to be architect of decimation. Like a wrecking ball she finds her body hurling towards the ring. Her progress is halted when William’s back up Christy Hightower and JaMarcus Avery grab hold of Cassidy’s ankles, pulling her legs out from under her. The pair leaves Melanie’s side in order to keep William from falling into the same predicament Melanie was left in by Psychomachia. They grab Cassidy’s legs and tear the from beneath her body, causing her to collapse to the mats. Cassidy then tries to get her hands up to protect her head from the series of clubbing blows delivered by Avery and Hightower. The two are working Cassidy over and driving her back from the ring.
Greyson: It’s breaking down here.
Willow and Jessika race around the ring and lend some aid to their teammate, dragging Avery and Hightower off of Cassidy. A big brawl is now taking place at ringside between Psychomachia and Prestige. It draws the focus of referee Ficklebottom, who is shouting over the ropes, pleading with both groups to stop this. William is also distracted by the events outside of the ring, though he should be more concerned with what’s going on inside of it. Serenity rolls into the squared circle behind William and bashes him square in the back of his skull with his very own Pure Championship. William collapses to the canvas and Serenity removes herself from it.
At the same time that Serenity makes her exit, Maxine makes her entrance. She rolls into the ring and crawls right towards William, forcing him over to his back and then herself across his chest.
Sparkles: Oh please don’t let this happen…please, please, PLEASE don’t let this happen.
Greyson: It might just be a reality Sparkles, William is about to lose his Pure Title to Maxine.
Sparkles: Hasn’t Psychomachia taken enough from Prestige?
Maxine is right on the cusp of taking even more. She hooks William’s leg and the referee finally turns to make the count.
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2
His hand comes down to the canvas and his count is about to anoint Maxine the Pure Champion, but it NEVER happens. William launches a shoulder into the air, kicking out a moment before Maxine could put him away.
Sparkles: My Willie is hanging in there.
Greyson: Maxine Moore so close to taking the Pure Title off of William.
At ringside Avery and Hightower have somehow managed to knock back Willow and Jessika. The Prestige teammates then turn back to the ring only to have their throats crushed by a stereo lariat by Cassidy, driving them both to the mats. Willow then drops beside Avery, holds him up by the back of his head and subjects his face to rapid fire blows. Jessika mounts Hightower’s chest and subjects Hightower’s jaw to forearm strikes. The action inside of the ring is just as intense as what’s going on outside of it. Maxine has now dragged William up to his feet and into a front chancery. She quickly snaps back into the same evenflow DDT she hit on William upon her return to the IWC, or at least that was her intent. When she falls back against the canvas she realizes that William’s head did not come down beside her. He reaches back and hooks his arm around the top rope, blocking the move. He then bends down, grabs Maxine’s leg and rolls her over to her stomach, applying the Boston Crab. His adversary the Red Widow is grimacing in pain and looking on the cusp of tapping out to the submission hold.
Somehow in spite of her pain she pushes onward, nearing the ropes and at last wrapping a hand around them. The official shatters William’s confidence by informing him that Maxine has gotten to the ropes, meaning this Pure Title match wages on. He spins around to face Maxine and once again takes her leg only to have her other foot shoot up into the air, delivering a straight kick to his face.
William is staggered back by the blow and Maxine is dashing to her feet. She now goes for that same thrust kick she hit earlier only to have her leg caught in William’s clutches. The Pure Champion is about to drag Maxine down into the Boston Crab yet again but she launches her planted foot into the air, hitting an enzugari. No, wait, she misses and comes down straight on her face. William maintains his grasp on the foot he caught earlier and now lifts it straight up into the ankle lock.
Sparkles: Tap bitch, TAP!
Greyson: The Pure Title on the cusp of being successfully defended in spite of so many obstacles.
William is right about to finish Maxine off before he spots Serenity climbing up onto the apron. He goes right after her, swinging his arm at her face only to have Serenity drop down out of the way. William then turns back to his opponent right in time to be hit with a boot to the gut followed by the evenflow DDT. Maxine drives William’s head into the ring and then crawls into the cover. Once again the crowd finds themselves wailing with despair at the thought that Maxine is seemingly seconds from acquiring the Pure Championship. Ficklebottom makes the count.
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2
Just as it seems Maxine is about to pick up the win she finds her body being pulled off the cover that would bring title gold to her waist. The fans are out of their seats and on their feet at the sight of Karen McBride reaching the ring, reaching under the ropes, and reaching Maxine’s ankle. The Principle Owner responsible for the booking of this match now interferes in it, pulling Maxine off of William and away from the Pure Title.
Sparkles: Sparkles wants to have puppet babies with you Karen.
Greyson: Karen McBride out here and she’s just saved the Pure Title for her teammate William.
Karen no sooner spares William the humiliation of a title loss before sparing her head from being decapitated from her shoulders. She turns just in time to see Cassidy bearing down upon her with a clothesline intended for Karen’s throat. Karen just barely manages to duck her head in time to avoid the blow. Cassidy swings right past her then spirals around right into Karen’s bicycle kick. The shot to the face knocks Cassidy back but isn’t enough to remove her from her feet. Instead Cassidy falls into the barricade, leaning on it for support.
Once again focus shifts back to the ring where Maxine has removed her belt and is now turning it into a noose. She wraps it around William’s throat and now leans back, choking the life out of his body. But before William can be suffocated, he reaches back, grabs Maxine’s wrists and pulls down on them. As a result Maxine is sent flipping over William’s head and rolling across the canvas into the ropes. She then bounces off and comes back towards William, who kicks her to the gut, takes her around the neck and snaps back into the evenflow DDT.
Sparkles: AH-HA! YAAAY!
Greyson: What a fitting end to this title bout.
Moments after bouncing off the canvas Maxine finds herself on the receiving end of a pinfall. William hooks both of his adversary’s legs, on the cusp of handing her a loss.
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Much like William a few moments earlier Maxine manages to coax her shoulder from the ring, kicking out seconds after the DDT. William sits up with an exasperated look in his eyes, clearly not taking this kick out very well.
William learns to deal with it and to proceed undaunted with this title bout. He takes Maxine by the bangs before forcing her head into position for the Perfect Driver. It’s right on the brink of being delivered before William finds his mind drifting from the match to what’s occurring outside of the ring.
Cameras also shift focus, cutting to Cassidy who is leaning against the barricade and to Karen who is charging at the monster looking for retaliation. She runs along right into Cassidy’s palms, the beast catching the Principle Owner. Cassidy then squeezes, choking the life out of Karen and forcing her down to her knees in the process. William throws Maxine aside and goes for the ropes, leaning through them in order to get his hands on Cassidy. But just then Serenity charges across the ringside mats and right up beside William, bashing him in the temple with his own Pure Title belt. Unfortunately the referee was too focused on Maxine to notice Serenity’s interference.
Greyson: Not again! Not a second time.
This shot from the title to the temple sends William spiraling back towards the center of the ring and back into Maxine’s clutches. She catches the champion around the neck, setting up to hit him with the evenflow DDT on the canvas. Just as Maxine begins to drop back, William shockingly counters into the inside cradle.
Greyson: Wait a minute!
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The place comes unglued at the sight of William shocking Maxine with this unexpected roll up.
Greyson: How did he do it?
Sparkles: Cause Willie’s the man. Nothing more needs to be said.
The crowd aren’t the only ones expressing shock. The fans are equally as blown away by the visual of William pinning Maxine and successfully retaining the very title that has been used to crush his skull a number of times throughout this defense. Those shots from the belt finally catch up with William, hence why he’s unable to stand up and celebrate his victory. But he’s about to be unable to enjoy the spoils of war for a different reason, that being the thrust kick that nails him right in the temple. Maxine retaliates for her loss and in a big way. Her boot cracks William in the temple, knocking him over to his back. She is about to inflict even more punishment on William before Karen prevents it from happening.
On the mats at ringside Karen has just managed to slip her neck out of Cassidy’s palms and then go crawling right through her legs. She then rolls into the ring just in time to lunge into the air, going for another bicycle kick, this one aimed at Maxine’s head. But the Red Widow rolls out of harm’s way, preventing taking this shot.
Maxine falls to her knees beside Serenity, who takes her bodyguard’s head into hands, gently stroking her hair.
Serenity: No Karen, you’re not getting Maxine, she’s sacrificed enough already.
Karen: Put her back in this ring, I saw what she did to Melanie….
Karen points to the outside of the ring where Melanie is still lying amongst the broken fragments of table.
Serenity: But I was the one who told Maxine to hurt your sister. So if you want to hurt anyone, hurt me.
Serenity slides the Pure Title into the ring, where it ends up straight at Karen’s feet. Now it’s Serenity who is sliding into the ring and she’s kneeling at Karen’s feet as well. Her hands are then interlocked and placed across the back of her head, Serenity entirely exposing herself to the blow on the brink of being delivered.
Serenity: You know you want this Karen. You know every part of you NEEDS this. You have to swing that belt. You have to go to that dark side of yourself. You have to go rogue.
Karen slowly looks down at the belt and then back at Serenity’s spine then back to ringside where Avery and Hightower are watching with Melanie propped up between them, where Cassidy, Willow, Jessika and Maxine are awaiting her response, where William is kneeling and shaking his head. It appears Karen is actually reluctant to follow through. She wants revenge for Melanie, but she doesn’t want to give Psychomachia this victory. She’s very hesitant.
One person who ISN’T reluctant however, is the woman staggering down the ramp. Crissy Garner holds both a noose in one hand and her battered ribs in the other, still suffering from that toss into Karen’s desk earlier tonight. In spite of all the pain that courses through her mid-section, Crissy remains determined to reach the ring. Eventually she slides into the ring, throws down her noose and grabs the Pure Title out of Karen’s hands.
William: Crissy NO!
Crissy swings the Pure Championship directly into the back of Serenity’s head, giving her a vicious blow with the Pure Championship.
Greyson: Crissy Garner out here getting revenge on Psychomachia for what they did to her two weeks ago and here tonight.
Sparkles: But it doesn’t look like Crissy is settling for just bashing Serenity with that belt.
She throws the gold aside and now throws her fists right into the back of Serenity’s bloodied skull. Willow and Maxine race in to help Serenity but an emotional William intervenes. He charges at Psychomachia, going at it with the pair and eventually taking them out of the ring. Just then Principle Owner Karen McBride picks up a microphone that was dropped in the corner of the ring earlier.
Karen: You said earlier tonight that you like my booking decisions Serenity? Well you’ll love this then. You’re going one on one with Crissy Garner RIGHT NOW! Ref, ring the bell.
Arnie Ficklebottom, the official who just refed the Pure Title match once again calls for the bell to get Crissy versus Serenity started. As soon as the bell is rung we see Karen exit the ring. She rolls under the ropes and goes right after Cassidy at ringside. The monster and the principle owner exchange punches on their way to the backstage area. Hightower is now aiding William, the two fighting it out with Willow, Jessika and Maxine. All the while Avery is helping a barely conscious Melanie to the backstage area. All of these moving pieces are no longer at ringside, meaning we’ve got Crissy versus Serenity one on one.
Greyson: Seriously? Serenity versus Crissy Garner, RIGHT NOW?
Sparkles: Serenity asked Karen to put her booking skills to use earlier tonight, that’s just what she’s doing.
CRISSY GARNER VS. SERENITY
Right now Crissy is off to a hot start, throwing forearm after forearm after forearm across the back of Serenity’s head. She now drags Serenity up to her feet, scoops her into the air and approaches the nearest turnbuckle. Crissy wraps Serenity’s legs around the top rope then takes off into the opposite corner. She stares across the ring at Serenity trapped in the tree of woe.
Greyson: Crissy has Serenity in a very unenviable position.
Sparkles: And Serenity already came into this match after suffering a blow to the back of her head with the Pure Title.
Greyson: And Crissy isn’t in the best of shape either.
Currently Crissy is ignoring her injuries taking off across the ring, barreling towards Serenity and delivering the hesitation dropkick square to Serenity’s face. Crissy then rolls over backwards to her feet and gets another running start into a cannonball senton. She throws herself right into Serenity who remains hung in this tree of woe position.
Crissy rolls over backwards to the center of the ring, she then goes barreling at her rival. She catches the top rope and leaps into the air before slingshotting her feet down back into Serenity’s ribs. Crissy ends up back upright and back on the attack. She approaches Serenity still hung in the tree of woe, but Serenity is pulled out of that precarious predicament and into an even more dangerous situation. Serenity is now loaded on top of Crissy’s shoulders and carried to the center of the ring before ultimately being hit with the death-valley driver. Crissy would customarily go for the pin following such an onslaught, but she doesn’t. Instead Crissy goes after something else. She approaches the rope and the noose she brought to the ring earlier, gathering it up.
That noose eventually finds its way around Serenity’s throat and now Crissy is about to put her weapon of choice to use to strangle her rival.
Greyson: Crissy is going to make good on her vow from earlier tonight.
Sparkles: She’s gonna execute Abi.
A furious Crissy pulls Serenity to her feet by the noose and then charges her across the ring and now tries to toss her over the ropes. Serenity flies over the cables but does not end up strangled by the rope, instead she lands on her feet across the apron. Her forearm then flies over the ropes, crushing Crissy’s face. The shot across the cheek sends Crissy stumbling back, trying to get her balance. That’s when Serenity springs up to the top rope. She goes flying off and driving her knees into Crissy’s chest. Crissy collapses to her back with Serenity coming down on top of her, knee crushing her adversary’s sternum.
Serenity rolls off of Crissy and onto her feet before charging at the ropes, springing to the middle cable. She goes for the very same lionsault that she employed to inflict so much damage on Crissy in their past encounter. Unlike two weeks ago Crissy will not be subjected to the same moonsault that did so much damage to her in the past. She rolls out of the way of the lionsault and forces Serenity to change up her move. She lands on her feet and then rushes at Crissy, charging into a clothesline that puts her on her back.
Crissy then takes Serenity by the wrist, coerces her up to her feet and into a short arm clothesline. Serenity ducks the lariat though, runs past Crissy and ultimately into the ropes. Serenity dives through them to the apron. Crissy then comes charging at her only to receive a kick over the top rope right to the temple. Crissy staggers back and Serenity looks to close the distance between them. She springs onto the cables and flies off, looking to drive her knees into Crissy’s chest. However, Crissy steps out of the way and Serenity lands on her feet instead of coming down on her knees. Serenity then turns around, finds her wrist caught by Crissy and her body being dragged into a short arm clothesline.
Crissy then steps past her and towards the ropes, scaling them to the top rope. The crowd gets very excited at the sight of Crissy taking to the air with a frog splash aimed straight for Serenity’s chest. Unfortunately for Crissy, the ever plotting Serenity can detect the body bound for her own, hence why Serenity gets her knees up and her knees into Crissy’s ribs.
The splash across the knees leaves Crissy curling around her ribs and rolling to her seat. She no sooner sits up before having Serenity leap into the air and come down knees first right into her chest. Crissy is driven forcefully into the canvas across her back but the impact pops her back up to her seat. Just then Serenity charges into the cables in front of the seated Crissy and returns to her pray with a big running knee strike. Crissy is put on her back and then her face is exposed to ANOTHER knee, this time Serenity leaping into the air and dropping it straight down into her adversary’s face.
Greyson: Crissy was dominating this match before she went for that frog splash that connected with Serenity’s knees.
Sparkles: These ladies really doing some damage to one another in what has been a very physical match. Crissy’s hair is going to be so messy after all this, Sparkles thinks I’ll comb it later.
Greyson: Oh my God, Sparkles, are you finally over your infatuation with Serenity’s hair?
Sparkles: It was Abi’s hair I was obsessed with combing, not Serenity’s.
Greyson: You have to accept it Sparkles, the fact that Abigail and Serenity are the same person. Serenity is WHO Abigail really is.
Serenity rises to her feet, takes off into the ropes, ricochets off and leaps into a SECOND knee drop. Once again her knee is crushing Crissy’s face, leaving the Serial Thrilla not only shut down but suffering. At this point, with her opponent reeling, Serenity chooses to employ a weapon far more destructive than her knees to inflict damage. She picks up the noose that Crissy brought to the ring with her and now a crazed gleam inhabits Serenity’s eyes. She looks at the noose hanging from her palm and then at the back of the lady sitting on the canvas in front of her. Serenity opens the noose and wraps it around Crissy’s throat, the knot tightened. Serenity forces Crissy up to her feet by the noose and then charges her adversary at the ropes, about to throw her over and strangle the life out of Crissy’s body.
Crissy is thrown at the ropes but she doesn’t go over them resulting in her strangulation. Instead Crissy does a headstand into the cables, the back of her legs bouncing off the ropes and pushing her back towards Serenity. Crissy goes for the headstand back elbow but ends up being caught around the waist by her adversary. Serenity heaves Crissy up into what looks like the back drop suplex but then twists Crissy around into a back breaker across…you guessed it….Serenity’s knee.
Serenity doesn’t stop there though, transitioning from one destructive blow to another in seamless fashion. She flips Crissy back off of Serenity’s knee, causing Crissy to land on her own knees, for less than a second. Serenity places Crissy in a front chancery and then lifts her opponent into a brainbuster right across her elevated knee.
Crissy drops to her seat looking as if she was rendered absolutely brain-dead by that last blow. And in a moment she’ll probably wish she were brain-dead.
Serenity takes hold of the rope around Crissy’s neck and pulls back on it with all of her strength, beginning to strangle her. Crissy’s whole face goes blue, then purple, then every shade of the rainbow. At the moment Crissy’s face looks like a bag of skittles, so colorful but also so wrought with pain.
Greyson: I’m thinking that Crissy regrets bringing that noose to the ring with her now.
Sparkles: Unless she’s really into autoerotic asphyxiation. Sparkles tried it once….
Greyson: Whatever Sparkles, you got your head caught in a plastic grocery bag because you thought you smelled cheese inside of it.
Sparkles: Turns out it was just butter.
Serenity licks her lips with a grim and twisted satisfaction as she continues to strangle the life out of Crissy’s body. The official reaches a four count, at last forcing Serenity to release the rope and then take off into the cables in front of her prone opponent. She ricochets from the cables and builds a tremendous amount of momentum behind ANOTHER knee strike. This one hits….nothing but air….Crissy drops back at the last second, keeping her face from taking the shot. Wait, she not only avoids the knee strike but turns that knee strike against Serenity.
Serenity finds her leg caught and her body tripping forward to the canvas while Crissy rolls back, standing up and lifting Serenity’s leg into to the Boston Crab. She almost has a beautiful counter perfected before having her submission countered. Serenity rolls over to her back, forcing Crissy to turn around to face her opponent if she wants to keep hold of the leg. Serenity quickly wraps one leg around behind Crissy’s heel while Serenity puts another boot to Crissy’s chest. Crissy is kicked back, tripping in the process and landing on her back.
Serenity quickly races to her feet but now depends on her knee. She leaps into the air and comes down knee first right into the canvas, Crissy reaches up, catches Serenity’s inbound knee and then rolls over sideways.
Serenity is pulled over to her back with her leg elevated and trapped under Crissy’s arm. Crissy now reaches down and grabs Serenity’s other leg, lifting it into the air as well. Within seconds Crissy is trapping Serenity in the Texas Cloverleaf and utilizing that hold to inflict such damage on her rival’s limbs.
Serenity pushes herself up onto her elbows, grimacing in pain yet at the same time always plotting. Right now she’s plotting her escape, looking for the nearest set of ropes. At last she reaches out and grabs one, but it isn’t the ropes surrounding the ring, it’s the rope still hanging from Crissy’s neck. Serenity reaches back, grabs the rope and the noose, dragging down on them and causing Crissy to break her submission as she falls over backwards. Crissy rolls over top of Serenity’s upper back and ends up landing on her feet. She now stands up in front of Serenity, who is still holding the rope attached to the noose bound around Crissy’s neck. Serenity pulls on that rope, this time dragging Crissy forward instead of back.
Crissy is forced right along into Serenity’s shoulders. Serenity stands up and holds Crissy in a fireman’s carry, setting up for a move that is going to give Crissy cause to reconsider her career choice. But Crissy is not the type who harbors regrets.
She slips right down off of Serenity’s shoulders, lands behind her back and then tugs on the very rope that Serenity has been using to drag her opponent all around the ring. The tug on this rope causes Serenity to go spinning right around into the Thrill Shot.
The bicycle kick just GRAZES the top of Serenity’s head.
Serenity ducks then takes off into the ropes behind Crissy’s back before lunging into the air, landing on the middle cable then springing off. She then twists through the air, going for the springboard buzzsaw kick.
The shot GRAZES the top of Crissy’s head.
Crissy ducks at the last second, causing Serenity’s springboard kick to miss its target. So Serenity lands on her feet and then turns around just in time to spot Crissy once again lunging towards her with the Thrill Shot about to connect. This time Serenity manages to catch the inbound boot though, preventing it’s collision with her chin. She pushes the boot away, sending Crissy into a full spin. Serenity then charges at her spiraling opponent, going for the clothesline. Serenity does catch something….a mouthful of canvas. Crissy shoots her arm across Serenity’s chest, hooks her neck then falls back. The crowd lights up at the sight of Crissy now applying the koji clutch.
The Dying Breath is locked in.
Greyson: Crissy Garner has had Serenity reeling all throughout this match, and now she’s got Serenity reeling from that Dying Breath submission hold.
Sadly for Crissy, that hold was applied just a smidgeon too close to the ropes. Serenity is well within range to lift her foot, extend it, and drop it across the bottom rope.
Sparkles: But Serenity was just too close to those ropes….
Greyson: A rare mistake by Crissy, who has been absolutely perfect throughout the course of this match.
Crissy is so caught up in this action that she ignores both the noose still hanging from her neck and the official’s five count. The referee goes on making the count until he reaches four and now finds himself on the cusp of disqualifying Crissy, but even that still isn’t enough to get her to release the submission. Finally the referee has to grab Crissy by the arms and physically pry them away from Serenity’s throat. Crissy may have let go of the hold, but she’s not letting up on Serenity. The moment the referee gets out of the way Crissy goes right after Serenity, who is putting all of her weight across the ropes for physical support. Crissy closes the distance between she and her opponent via the Thrill Shot.
The bicycle kick ALMOST connects, and it would have if Crissy’s target didn’t possess such lightning fast reflexes. Serenity drops down out of the way, causing Crissy’s boot to fly over the top rope. Crissy crotches herself across the cables for only a moment before Serenity knocks her off of them. And she does it by running up the turnbuckle in front of Crissy and then leaping off the top rope into a twisting roundhouse buzzsaw kick. The crowd screams as Crissy takes this kick to the face and then finds her body flipping backwards, off the ropes and ultimately to the outside of the ring.
Greyson: WHAT A KICK!
Sparkles: The athleticism in this match impresses Sparkles.
Greyson: You’re impressed by the Chuck E. Cheese logo.
Sparkles: Sparkles won’t argue that.
A loud groan is heard from the crowd after seeing that nasty kick connect across Crissy’s brow. She is now spread across the mats, trying to get back up…trying. Serenity isn’t about to wait for her opponent to recover. She leans through the ropes, reaches down to the ringside area and grabs Crissy by the hair, forcing her up onto the apron. Serenity is about to follow up before Crissy shocks her by throwing a devastating forearm over the top rope, crushing Serenity’s cheek. Serenity staggers back to the center of the ring and now a languishing Crissy slides in behind her, stomping a foot and setting up for the Thrill Shot.
It is at long last about to be delivered on the back of Serenity’s head, which has already been lacerated by multiple shots from the Pure Title tonight. Crissy leaves her feet to deliver the bicycle kick before suddenly finding the noose wrapped around her throat tightening. The crowd screams at the sight of Cassiy Haze making her way back to the ring just in time to interfere on behalf of her Psychomachia teammate, Serenity.
Before Crissy can react, she’s being spun around by the rope and the noose then tossed over the top rope by Cassidy. This week the monster doesn’t strangle a mannequin, she strangles Crissy flesh and blood.
Sparkles: Oh goodness no…
Greyson: Serenity’s monster interfering in this match and causing Crissy to be strangled by that noose.
The referee might be in a position to stop this but right now he’s too busy arguing with Serenity, who intentionally is distracting the official. Finally referee Michelle Blacker comes rushing down the ramp, the very referee who has had a number of run ins with Psychomachia over the past few weeks. She leaps to the apron, shouting over the ropes at her associate Ficklebottom, informing him that Serenity and Cassidy are cheating. Ficklebottom turns to Michelle, but not to the blatant cheating in the ring. Just then Serenity shouts for Cassidy to let Crissy go and deal with another problem. Cassidy releases Crissy then rushes in behind referee Ficklebottom, giving him a hard shove that sends the referee charging into Michelle and cracking his head off of hers. The female referee is sent spiraling off the apron and to the mats while Ficklebottom stumbles back to the center of the ring.
Meanwhile Crissy is re-entering the ring behind Serenity. But Serenity turns in the nick of time to see the Thrill Shot coming towards her face. At the last Serenity ducks, causing Crissy boot to drill a disorientated Ficklebottom in the face. The official is knocked right on his ass and Crissy is staggering past him.
Greyson: Oh snikies! Crissy just knocked out the ref!
Ficklebottom is barely conscious, but manages to roll over and signal for the bell, disqualifying Crissy based on that kick she just delivered.
Greyson: Now it looks like Crissy has just been disqualified.
The moment Crissy hears the bell chiming in the background, she absolutely snaps. She rushes across the ring and nails a SECOND pump kick, this one finally hitting the smiling face of Serenity. She is taken down to the canvas and now Crissy is turning her boot to Serenity’s friend, Cassidy. Crissy runs right at Cassidy and tries to nail her with the bicycle kick but the monster is able to side step her and catch Crissy by the back of the head, throwing her through the ropes. Crissy lands at ringside and tries to get back in the ring only to have her tag team partner Ember Young race down the ramp and subdue her. Ember keeps Crissy in check, pulling her back from the ring and keeping her from making a fatal error.
BACKSTAGE
Silas World continues to occupy the parking garage. With weapons in their clutches, Sienna Swann, Lenore Price-Mason, Angelica Jones and Mrs. Budde stand around Marie Jones, who is seated on her weapon of choice, the steel chair.
Sienna: Look lively ladies.
Sienna alerts her Silas World comrades to the headlights currently bearing down upon them. Marie inches to the edge of her chair, watching as the car that presumably carries Taylor Chase inches into the parking garage. It comes to a stop mere feet removed from Silas World.
Mrs. Budde: Is it her?
Marie: Only one way to find out.
The group that was once built around Taylor Chase now move across the parking lot in order to destroy her. Marie, more so than any other, has such a grudge for the World Champion, hence why she’s front and center as she moves across the parking lot and draws nearer to the vehicle. Before they can even reach it the driver’s side door pops open and someone emerges. It is NOT Taylor Chase who steps out, instead It’s someone she’s well acquainted with, Katelyn Buehler. Both the faces of Marie and Angelica, daughter and mother, sour when spotting Katelyn, the woman who tried to convince Silas World to end their relationship with their collective agent Silas Mason.
Katelyn: What’s all this?
Katelyn gestures to the group convened around the car.
Katelyn: Here to roll out the red carpet for me?
Angelica: Hardly.
Katelyn: Funny that you all show up to greet me, saves me the trouble of having to come find you.
Marie: For another one of your ‘motivational speeches?’
Katelyn: Might be hard for you all to process this, but my speeches are actually designed to help you.
Angelica: Their not.
Marie: How does breaking us up help anyone?
Katelyn: I’m not trying to break you all up, I’m trying to break you all free from Silas Mason.
The car trunk opens and Katelyn removes her gym bag.
Katelyn: The man is a cancer to your lives, and you’ll learn that the hard way. Just like Taylor did and just like I did.
Angelica: Spare us.
Marie: We’ve heard this all before Katelyn, we don’t care to hear it again.
Angelica: Allow me to reiterate what I said on NewAge. Remember when I stood directly in front of your face and told you that you would live to regret interfering in our business?
Katelyn: I remember, and I also remember that I didn’t back down when you told me that, and I still ain’t backing down.
Angelica: Big mistake.
The gym bag slips off Katelyn’s shoulder and lands at her feet.
Katelyn: Gonna make me regret it?
Angelica sneers but its Marie who speaks.
Marie: Beating you down in this parking lot would be going easy on you. So no, we’ll let you walk away this time. But at Last Stand, in the Rumble, you will pay, and what we do to you at the pay-per-view, will hurt you far worse than anything we could do to you tonight.
Angelica: I’ll see you in the Rumble, Katelyn, and it’ll be the last time I see you.
Katelyn retakes the strap of her bag and turns away from Silas World, beginning to enter the building. However, she abruptly stops when her nose hits the clavicle of Brittany Lohan.
Lohan: Long time no see.
Katelyn takes a step back from the daunting and imposing figure towering before her, with thick arms crossed over her chest. Serenity’s sister gives Serenity’s ex-fiancée, Katelyn, a toe to scalp scan.
Lohan: But now that we’re both back, I’m sure we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other.
Oh how Katelyn would like to leave it at that, and she even tries, attempting to step around Brittany only to find her wrist caught. Katelyn looks back at the menacing blue eyes of the woman who just won’t let go.
Lohan: I told you if you hurt my sister there would be consequences Katelyn. And your affair with Silas, hurt her more than you’ll ever know. So just consider yourself fortunate that those consequences won’t come tonight.
Katelyn: Aren’t I a lucky one?
It isn’t until Lohan let’s go that Katelyn is able to move away from the car and towards the entrance to the building.
Lohan: You have no idea…you have no idea.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Katelyn Buehler is now making her way down the corridor and towards her dressing room, bag still hanging over shoulder and head shaking after her run in with Silas World. She finally reaches her dressing quarters, stepping inside. The door slowly closes behind her back and two figures slowly draw towards it, two smiling figures. Jessica Wilde, with doll mask drawn back from her face and Executioner, with face always buried under his own mask, stop outside of the dressing room and lean towards it. Wilde is snickering as she removes her cellphone and turns on the video recorder.
Wilde: This is going to be amazing. It’s time I finally show the world the truth about Katelyn, that she is a WHORE.
Executioner: Grrrr…
Wilde: Why am I doing this? Do you seriously need to ask? It’s not enough that I’m going to beat her at Last Stand and keep her out of the Rumble match. No, I won’t let her be seen as a martyr by her fans. They need to see me as the hero I am, the one woman willing to take a stand against impropriety and amorality. I will show Katelyn’s fans that she is a whore underserving of accolades or respect.
Executioner: Grrrr…
Wilde: I know-I know, you had to go to some EXTREME lengths to find a ‘special’ friend for Katelyn. But it’s all about to be worth it when I capture this video and show it to the whole world. Now shut up and watch.
The phone begins to record what’s going on in Katelyn’s locker-room.
A gym bag flies onto a bench in front of Katelyn’s locker. Even though she’s not here to compete she still brought along her gear and a change of outfit, being a creature of habit. She now begins to remove her stuff and place it in her locker before a shadow is cast over her. She looks up with a quizzical expression on her face as a scantily clad young man comes stepping towards her.
Hooker: Hey there honey-boo. How ya doin?
He asks while sliding sunglasses away from his eyes, looking Katelyn up and down with a lecherous gaze.
Katelyn: Is there a problem?
Hooker: Not one I can’t fix.
His tongue runs over his upper lip and upper teeth.
Katelyn: Awww, are you flirting with me?
Hooker: Oh hotness, I’ll do much better than flirt with ya.
Katelyn: Heh. Don’t take this the wrong way okay? But you’re not my type.
Hooker: SAY WHAT?! I’m everyone’s type.
Katelyn: Sorry, I’m just not into guys. Ask my fiancée Abigail, or as everyone in the world likes to refer to, Serenity.
A cellphone is taken from Katelyn’s bag and the time is scanned.
Katelyn: Speaking of which, I really should go talk to her.
At the last second, just before Katelyn can make her exit, she pauses and overlooks the shirtless man.
Katelyn: Aren’t you cold?
Hooker: It’s not too bad.
Katelyn: Your nipples say otherwise.
Out the door Katelyn strolls, leaving the prostitute alone, but for only a moment. A door behind his back flies open and Jessica Wilde emerges, holding up a cellphone and looking quite perturbed.
Wilde: What the hell was that? You call that wooing her?
Hooker: I tried. But ya heard her, she just ain’t into dudes.
Wilde: That’s bull. That Whore is into everything, and she’s allowed everything into her.
Hooker: Hey, you didn’t say anything about filming me? That’s gonna cost you another twenty.
Wilde: Forget it, your useless….absolutely useless. You were supposed to help me prove that Katelyn is still a dirty whore, if you can’t do that then all you get is five bucks for your time, no more.
A five spot is extracted from Wilde’s pocket, wadded up and thrown into the bare chest of the hooker
Wilde: Seems I’ll have to make alternate plans to show the world the truth about the Whore.
Slowly Wilde’s head tilts to the Extraordinary Title belt resting over her shoulder as a plot begins to form.
IN-RING
Serenity: Why must you continue to let me down, Prestige?
Currently kneeling in the ring is Psychomachia member Serenity. Standing about her are Jessika, and a pacing Cassidy Haze. Serenity is sliding her fingers across the back of her skull, which was cut open a few moments ago when Crissy Garner smashed her in the skull with the Pure Title belt. That very championship is currently stretched across the canvas in front of the kneeling Serenity.
Serenity: See this? (The blood smeared fingers raise into the air) This is what I want from you Prestige. You need to draw blood, you need to do exactly what Crissy just came to this ring and did, you need to go Rogue. Otherwise, you’ll never see this championship again…
The Pure Title is elevated from the canvas.
Serenity: And I might be inclined to reveal a few choice secrets about your past William….Secrets I learned from my ex-fiancee Katelyn…You know what they say Billy, loose lips sink ships….
Katelyn: Are you listening to yourself?
There’s an electrified response for Katelyn Buehler as she makes her way to the ring looking downright disgusted.
Katelyn: Just stop for a moment and take a look at what you’re doing Abigail….
Serenity: How many times do I have to tell you Katie-bear? Stop calling me that.
Katelyn refuses to give up on digging beneath all the leather and pathos that wraps Serenity in order to reach the Abigail Lindsey, the woman she loves, buried beneath it.
Katelyn: No Abi…NO. I’m not going to stop until YOU STOP, until you come to your senses. Please think about what you’re doing. Look at your behavior. Look at your actions. For God sakes, you’re standing out here happy that someone busted your head open? What the fuck is up with all of this?
Serenity rubs the blood that coats the tips of her gloved fingers.
Serenity: You just don’t understand, you’ll never understand.
Katelyn: You’re right Abi, I don’t understand what this is all about, and I don’t want to understand it. I just want you to realize that what you’re doing to Prestige is wrong. I want you to take that mask off….
Serenity: Not happening.
Katelyn: If your truly happy about what you’ve done, you wouldn’t need to wear that mask to hide your identity.
Serenity: This mask IS my identity…Maybe you should try wearing one…
Katelyn: Yeah, I’ve made mistakes when it comes to the two of us. But you have to admit, all this transformation stuff you’re trying to pull on Prestige is a mistake too. I want you to stop with all of this bullshit. And I want-I want-I want….
Serenity: What?
Katelyn: I want you BACK.
Serenity: You want me ba…..hahahahahahaha….AHAHAHAHAHA!
Katelyn: I caused you to go off the deep end, Abi. When the truth about my affair with Silas (Mason) came out, it sent you over the edge…..but I know I can bring you back. I know I can fix….
Serenity:….Me?
Katelyn: No, that’s-that’s not what I’m saying.
Serenity: But that’s what you really want isn’t it?
As Serenity makes these statement she rises to her feet and approaches Katelyn.
Serenity: You think I need to be fixed. You think I’m broken and that you can put me back together. But I’m not, I’m not broken Kate, for the first time in my life, I’m finally WHOLE!
Both of Serenity’s arms extend to her sides, allowing Katelyn to take it all in, the leather, the mask, and even the blood on her hand.
Serenity: I’m finally the person I was always supposed to be, and I’m finally doing what NEEDS to be done.
Katelyn: No….you’re just not seeing things straight.
Serenity: Heh, keep trying to convince yourself that’s the truth. But we both already know which one of us is lying.
At the same time Serenity’s head shakes Serenity’s feet carry her out of the ring. Or at least they were about to before Katelyn grabs her by the shoulder. Serenity slowly looks back over her shoulder at the woman clinging to her.
Serenity: Take your hand off me Kate.
Katelyn: No, I’m NOT letting go.
Serenity: Apparently you didn’t hear me when I told Crissy (Garner) earlier that Cassidy doesn’t like to see people touch me.
Suddenly Cassidy rushes out of the corner and crushes Katelyn in the upper back, knocking her to the canvas. Serenity all but turns her back on Katelyn at this point.
Cassidy now grabs Katelyn by the hair, spins her around and snatches hold of her throat with both hands. Cassidy then throws Katelyn through the ropes and to the outside of the ring. Cassidy rolls out after Katelyn as the two exchange punches with one another, going back and forth for several moments. Cassidy is laying into Katelyn with forearms over the chest before taking her by the wrist, whipping her towards the steps. Katelyn turns and crashes into the stairs spine first, bouncing off and then spiraling to the ground.
Cassidy now goes rushing across the mats in order to inflict even further damage, all at the behest of her mouthpiece Jessika.
Jessika: Give her the same treatment you gave Crissy earlier.
Jessika then turns to a troubled Serenity.
Jessika: I know you care about her Serenity, but this needs to be done. Cassidy needs to show Katelyn that her interference in our affairs can no longer be tolerated.
Serenity sighs.
Serenity: Do what needs to be done.
Serenity rolls out of the ring and starts up the ramp while Cassidy rolls Katelyn back into the ring. She ends up right at Jessika’s feet.
Jessika: Katelyn, sorry it has to go down like this, but you won’t listen to reason. You need to stay away from Serenity, she’s too busy with her projects to be saddled with the burden of you. So if you don’t back off, I’ll be forced to let Cassidy off of her chain at the Rumble. I’ll let her take your dream of winning the Rumble away from you.
Katelyn is in a lot of pain bur still looks up and actually spits right into Jessika’s chest.
Jessika: Heh. Seems you doubt me. Cassidy, show Katelyn what she’s in store for at the Rumble if she chooses to keep coming after Serenity.
Cassidy rolls into the ring, grabs Katelyn by the hair and tries to stand her up only to receive a devastating forearm across the jaw. The crowd is going absolutely insane as Cassidy and Katelyn fight back and forth.
Sparkles: These two can’t keep their hands off of one another, just like Sparkles can’t keep his hands off of himself.
Fists fly between the faces of Cassidy and Katelyn and now we see security fly to the ring. Several guards, the ones who weren’t beat down in the parking lot by Silas World earlier tonight, come sliding into the ring, trying to separate the two women who have been going at it for several minutes.
Greyson: Here comes security to try and pull these two off one another.
Security is still trying to restrain the two ladies in the ring but it’s going to take an entire platoon to keep them from tearing each other apart. Cassidy throws punches into the face of security, dropping them to the canvas, she then redirects those fists at the back of Katelyn’s head. Katelyn was in the process of throwing a security guard out of the ring before being hit with such force across the back of her skull.
Cassidy has a handful of Katelyn’s hair at this point, dragging her up to her feet and then pointing at the ropes. It seems Cassidy is right on the cusp of throwing her over. She rushes Katelyn across the ring and threatens to toss her over the top rope only to have Katelyn catch hold of it and latch on tightly. She refuses to go over, refuses to be symbolically eliminated. Finally a retaliatory shot is delivered, Katelyn elbowing Cassidy to the gut. Katelyn follows this up with a knife edge chop across Cassidy’s sternum, staggering her back. The crowd is going nuts at the sight of someone at long last taking it to the seemingly unstoppable creature known as Cassidy Haze, and that someone is the spitfire Katelyn.
She now delivers a running jab right across Cassidy’s chin, further staggering the beast. Katelyn takes off into the ropes, uses them to build some momentum and then connects with a clothesline. Cassidy flails her arms to remain upright after that vicious clothesline. Katelyn steps back in shock, realizing her blow had very little effect on her daunting foe. So Katelyn takes off into the cables once again, ricochets off and comes back in with ANOTHER lariat that has even less effect than the last one on account of the fact that Cassidy has completely ducked under it. She swings around behind Katelyn, hooks her shoulder and then sweeps the leg. Katelyn is flipped completely over backwards and spiked across her skull via the lightning spiral.
The huffing and puffing Cassidy prepares to blow Katelyn away, now forcing her up to her feet and verging on pitching her over the top rope. The back of Katelyn’s head is taken and Cassidy is now rushing her across the ring and effortlessly tossing her over the cables. Cassidy turns her back on Katelyn, stepping to the center of the ring and making a cut throat taunt with her thumb. But in all of her gesticulations, Cassidy has no clue that Katelyn grabbed the top rope and kept herself from falling to the outside of the ring.
Katelyn slips into the squared circle behind Cassidy and then goes spiraling across the ring, her elbow SMASHING directly into the side of Cassidy’s face. The snarling beast is sent twisting away from Katelyn’s KTFO and into the ropes. She falls against them for support but somehow STILL remains on her feet. Katelyn’s eyes widen, absolutely SHOCKED to see Cassidy still upright even after taking the most potent move in Katelyn’s arsenal.
At the risk of going to the same well once too often Katelyn slaps her forearm and signals for the KTFO a SECOND time. She spirals across the ring and her elbow comes traveling right towards Cassidy’s face. However, it NEVER connects with that face, because Cassidy shockingly recovers from the first KTFO to duck the second one. She bends down, catches Katelyn’s ribs to her shoulder and then back drops her over the top rope. However, on the way over Katelyn grabs the top rope and lands on the apron right behind Cassidy.
Jessika screams at Cassidy to take the advantage, which is exactly what her monster does. Cassidy spins around with a fist aimed at Katelyn’s face, a fist that misses on account of Katelyn reaching over the ropes, placing her assailant in a front chancery then lifting her into a suplex. The crowd squeals at the sight of Katelyn attempting to suplex Cassidy over the ropes and to the outside of the ring. However, Cassidy squirms free in mid-air, landing on her feet across the apron directly beside Katelyn.
Katelyn now goes to the same well FAR too often, twisting across the apron into the KTFO only to have Cassidy catch her in a fireman’s carry. It seems Cassidy is right about to hit Katelyn with a Death Valley Driver to the outside of the ring and symbolically eliminate her. Katelyn is fighting for all she’s worth to prevent this.
At the last second it no longer matters what either Katelyn or Cassidy had in mind, it’s only Angelica Jones’ plans that matter. She slides into the ring, rushes straight across it and then lunges into the air, the Dragon dropkicks Cassidy right in the upper back, knocking her and Buehler off the apron and sending them both crashing to the outside mats.
Greyson: Angelica Jones, the Dragon, she just came out of thin air and caught both Cassidy and Katelyn off guard. If this were the Last Stand Rumble, she would have just eliminated both of these ladies.
Sparkles: That’s no doubt the message Angelica is sending to two of the toughest challenges facing her in the Last Stand Rumble.
Katelyn rolls along into the barricade, sitting with her back against it and her eyes focused on the celebrating Angelica in the ring. The Dragon is pointing up at the Invictus II banner hanging from the rafters while shouting at Katelyn.
Angelica: I’m taking that away from you Katelyn. You wouldn’t stay out of my business, now I’m going to get up in YOUR business.
While Katelyn sits in stunned silence, Cassidy simmers in silent rage. She stands up at ringside, slams her fists off the apron then points, not at the Invictus banner, but at Angelica. It looks like Cassidy is about to enter the ring and continue this fight but Jessika is right there, blocking her Psychomachia stable-mate from returning to the squared circle. All the while Angelica is still gesticulating and gesturing to the Invictus symbol.
Angelica: I said it once and I’ll say it again. It takes experience to win the Rumble, wisdom to win the Rumble, and above all else, it takes TALENT…something neither of you poss…
Suddenly the Cartel-tron cuts from the action in the ring to a rather disturbing setting. The scene crackles to life in the graveyard from previous. No little kids this time. However, the strange ethereal trenchcoat from before wanders through the thick fog, almost as if searching for something. The ominously deep voice greets us once more.
“The object of desire around the Cartel centers around a chunk of gold. Few have had the opportunity to capture that prize. Why? Because they’re not good enough? They haven’t proven their mettle?
Or is it because your husband is protecting you, Taylor?”
The figure glides over the graveyard, coming to a stop. The trenchcoat is no longer wafting in the gentle breeze; rather, it just completely stops.
“This is the place to which the dreams and aspirations of countless men and women die, because corruption breeds within the walls. Those who attempt to combat the corruption either wither and die, or become tainted by its intoxicating aroma. There is but one way to end this corruption: slay the Queen. The one who commands kingdom and counsel.”
The figure doesn’t move, but its trenchcoat once again begins to.
“Make no mistake; I am not a soldier of Sinistry. Rather, I am simply for me. I know corruption when I see it, and Cartel has been injected with a lethal dose. Cleanse it now, lest be bathed later in the holy light of death. Your call, Cartel. Stand up and demand change…”
The trenchcoat suddenly just drops, draped before a headstone on the ground, listless.
“…or silence yourself and remain part of the broken, damned and useless. Like everyone else before you.”
The voice trails off into the wind. The camera zooms in on the headstone the coat lies before, which reads: “Rest In Peace Independent Wrestling Cartel. Killed from within by greed and corruption.” The camera zooms out a little bit, catching the tag on the coat that lies before this headstone flapping about in the breeze. The tag stops for a moment, allowing its message to be read: “The Luster Purge Is Coming…” Suddenly, the tag blows away in the breeze, disappearing from sight. The scene fades to black.
After this disturbing footage has finished airing, cameras return to the ring to find everyone’s reactions to it. Angelica looks the most profoundly shaken by the scenes her eyes were just forced to witness, scenes she has now witnessed twice in the same number of weeks.
Greyson: What the hell is this footage all about?
Sparkles: Who’s behind all of this?
Angelica, Katelyn, Cassidy and Jessika all seem to be asking themselves the same question as they look up at the Cartel-tron from the ring and ringside areas.
BACKSTAGE
Wilde: I can’t believe my plan for Katelyn could have gone so wrong…but next time will be fool proof.
Chainz: I’m sure it will be kindred….And I for one am really looking forward to seeing it play out.
Mary-Allison Chainz and Jessica Wilde, two of Katelyn Buehler’s staunchest rivals, stand in the backstage corridor.
Chainz: Sooo can you give me a clue as to what you have planned for her? And I’m really hoping it doesn’t involve another prostitute. I mean, really, what were you thinking with that?
Wilde: Okay-okay-okay, I’ll be the first to admit, I got a little overzealous. I didn’t think it out clearly when I brought that hooker in to try and seduce the Whore. But I have given a lot of thought to my next plan…I’ve really meticulously strategized this….
Chainz: So how long did it take you put this plot together?
Wilde: About fifteen minutes or so….
Chainz: Yeah, sounds like you did a lot of thinking on it then…
Wilde: I did, really. Honestly. You won’t knock it once you hear it….
Chainz: Hey, as long as your plan ends with Katelyn suffering unspeakable agony, I’m sure I’ll love whatever you’ve dreamt up.
Wilde: Great, glad I’ve got your support.
Chainz: Believe me, you’ve got the support of the entire Slay Revolution when it comes to bringing Katelyn down.
Wilde: Awesome, it’s great knowing you and your friends are behind this plan, because it really is brilliant. Not only am I going to ensure that Katelyn won’t be in any shape to defeat me at Last Stand, but I’ll finally get rid of this….
The Extraordinary Title slips off of Wilde’s shoulder and into her hand.
Wilde: Meaning I won’t have to worry about Shilo Valiant popping up and trying to complicate my life by threatening to take this from me….Unless-unless YOU want it?
Chainz: Nuh-uh, tried to take that belt from you two weeks ago, it didn’t work out too well. Not getting myself in the middle of this situation between you and Shilo.
Wilde: Fine. But the issue between Shilo and I won’t be an issue very much longer, just like our issue with the Whore.
Chainz: Still can’t believe you bought a prostitute.
Wilde: Hahahaha. Okay, enough already…..
Voice: A prostitute you say?
Wilde and Chainz turn from one another and to the woman seated in a chair a few feet away. A magazine with Alana Starr’s face on the cover of it is held up in front of the lady who just addressed the pair. That magazine is lowered and the actual face of Alana Starr is revealed behind it. Her black eyes stand in stark contrast to the bright smile on her face.
Alana: You don’t happen to have this prostitute on retainer do you?
Wilde: Erm, I think he’s still in Katelyn’s locker-room.
Alana: Fabulous.
The eager New Eden member takes off down the corridor, leaving a confused pair behind. Chainz looks at Wilde awkwardly for a few moments before Wilde finally just shrugs.
Wilde: I have no idea what that was about.
Chainz: That makes two of us. Hmmm, maybe Alana wants to hire a new fuck-buddy for her pal Taylor Chase.
Wilde: Enough about Taylor, right now, my focus is on finally ending the Whore, and I will finish Katelyn off in that ring once and for all…I’ll do far worse to her than just brand her like I did her friend Mya (Denton) on NewAge. The truth is finally coming out TONIGHT.
COMMECIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Marie Jones paces back and forth throughout the parking garage, eyes intently focused upon the entrance. She, Mrs. Budde, Sienna Swann, and Lenore Price-Mason of Silas World continue to anticipate the arrival of World Champion Taylor Chase. Their eyes never blink, and their hands increasingly tighten on their weapons, their minds playing over what they’ll do to Taylor once she arrives here tonight.
Lenore: What’s taking her so long?
Sienna: She should have been here by now.
Marie doesn’t say a word, she just goes on pacing, titanium brace around her knee squeaking with each step that she takes.
Mika: Do you think we have enough balloons for my sestra?
Cameras suddenly shift to Mika Kozlov, Mogui, Silk, Red Rayne and Aiken Frost of New Eden. The dark eyed demons make their way into the parking lot looking rather festive. Mika is holding enough balloons one might mistake her for a septuagenarian from the movie ‘UP.’ Mogui and Silk are holding a banner above their heads that reads ‘WELCOME HOME.’ Aiken holds nothing but his characteristic sinister smirk.
Aiken: When did her text message imply that she would be here?
Mika: Any minute now…Oh cock….
New Eden stops celebrating and stops chatting when they spot Silas World in the very parking garage they’ve just stepped into.
Mika: What are you doing here mishka?
The crazed sister of Taylor Chase directs her comments to the vengeful Marie Jones.
Marie: What does it look like?
Gestures are made to the weapons in the hands of all the Silas World members in attendance
Marie: We’re here to give Taylor a very ‘warm’ reception.
Aiken: Is that so? Well we have our own welcome party arranged for the delicious Mrs. Chase.
Marie: Why wait to get the party started?
Mika: For once, you and I are thinking the same way.
It takes only a second for both Silas World and New Eden to go from exchanging threats to making good on them. The two groups charge at one another and a huge brawl ensues between them. We have Silk and Lenore throwing punches, Rayne going at it with Sienna, Mogui and Aiken exchanging shots with Mrs. Budde, and Marie and Mika are going back and forth with punches. As bodies fly everywhere throughout the parking garage, a Rolls Royce slowly pulls into the thick of all this insanity. The vehicle is beat to hell, panels dented, headlights busted, windshield cracked, and engine pumping out smoke.
Through the smoke two figures emerge. The car doors open with Scott Cannon stepping out of the driver’s side, and World Champion Taylor Chase exiting the passenger seat. Their black eyes ominously shine, mirroring the bodies that are piling up in the parking lot.
Taylor: Now this is a welcome party.
Scott: They really rolled out the red carpet for us didn’t they? And if it isn’t red now, it will be soon. Hahahaha.
Taylor: Let’s go see what mischief we can get ourselves into Scott.
IN RING
Upon transitioning back to the ring we find Katelyn Buehler stood right beside it, leaning back against the announce table. She employs the table as a crutch to bare both her weight and the weight of the microphone in her hand. The commentators have mixed emotions regarding Katelyn’s close proximity to them.
Sparkles: Yeah, Katelyn’s butt is like right in Sparkles’ face right now.
Greyson: Easy Sparkles, I don’t think Katelyn is in any mood for your antics considering what just happened to her before the commercial break. She and Cassidy got into a brawl that ended when Angelica Jones got involved and tossed both Katelyn and Cassidy over the top rope. One has to wonder if we’ll see that happen during the Rumble match at Last Stand in two weeks.
It’s unclear what Katelyn is more angry about at the moment, her ‘elimination’ from the ring, or the actions of her ex-fiancee.
Katelyn: Abi….you might think this is over. You might think you can get rid of me that easily, but you can’t. I’m not going to stop trying to reach you, and you should know by now just how stubborn I can be.
Wilde: Oh boo-hoo-hoo…..
Katelyn’s reaction is just as intense as the crowd’s at the sight of Jessica Wilde and Executioner. The pair make their way to the stage with Wilde’s Extraordinary Title over her shoulder and microphone in hand.
Wilde: Get over it Whore, your ex, she’s evolved. She’s grown up. She’s made tremendous strides to distance herself from her past debauchery and depraved lifestyle. I never thought I’d hear myself say this, but I actually respect Serenity. She gave you the treatment you deserve, she kicked you to the curb and she never looked back. And why did she do that? Because she’s accepted the truth about you, the same truth I’ll make all of these fans accept. You are a WHORE Katelyn, an unrepentant whore, who does not deserve celebration, but a stoning. At Last Stand, I conclude your career by turning your dreams to dust, but I cast the first stone tonight by destroying this grand illusion you’ve built up around yourself. All the respect that these people had for you is about to be shattered when I reveal you for….
Katelyn: Bitch, the only thing about to be shattered is your face!
Wilde quickly slips her doll mask down off the top of her head and over her mug, protecting it, and for very good reason. A lot of protection will be needed when Katelyn steps away from the announce table and towards the ring. Luckily for Wilde and Executioner the two never actually stepped into the squared circle, they were standing on the apron furthest from Katelyn. So all it takes is a simple drop to the ringside mats to avoid her wrath. The ropes offer a buffer between the outraged Katelyn and uptight Wilde.
Wilde: How nice of you to step into the ring, because I want the spotlights on you and all the cameras and all the fans to see what’s about to happen next, the moment you prove me right. Not only am I about to show that you ARE a whore, but I’m also going to show all your fans how weak you are when you go over that top rope a second time. Because see, I’ve arranged a ‘mini-rumble.’ I’ve found a number of individuals just itching to come to the ring and throw you over the top rope. And whoever DOES accomplish throwing you out of this ring will be given THIS.
The Extraordinary Title is elevated above Wilde’s head.
Wilde: So how about we get your FIRST opponent out here in this ‘mini-rumble’ for the Extraordinary Championship?
Wilde is now gesturing to the backstage area.
Wilde: Come out and show the world the weak whore that Katelyn is.
It’s unclear who Wilde is calling out, all eyes shifting to the stage when “The Touch” by Stan Bush hits the PA system. To the cringes of the masses Leviticus makes his way down the ramp, gyrating and gesticulating for the fans. He stops briefly at the bottom of the ramp, points at the Extraordinary Title over Wilde’s shoulder and then goes rushing into the ring.
Sparkles: Its Levi….Sparkles is a huge fan.
Greyson: Why am I not surprised by that?
Sparkles: Is he gonna toss Sparkles’ number one twitter fan over the top rope and claim the Extraordinary Title?
Leviticus seems to think so, hence why he’s pantomiming a title around his waist.
Leviticus: Your lily white ass is goin’ over that rope sugar buns.
Katelyn looks confused by everything that’s going down here, especially since she never actually agreed to participate in this match. Before Katelyn has a chance to walk away from this impromptu challenge, Leviticus comes rushing right at her. Katelyn instinctively drops to her back, pulls down on the top rope and causes Leviticus to trip right over and right over the top rope. Leviticus goes flipping to the outside of the ring, crashing across the mats.
Sparkles: There goes Levi…Sparkles never liked him.
Greyson: Sure you didn’t Sparkles, sure you didn’t.
The fans wonder who Wilde has waiting in the wings next, and that answer is provided when “Boom, Boom” by Rafi hits the speakers. Mr. Ridiculous tears through the speakers and stops on the stage, sporting his sock puppet manager Dick. His agent, the one wrapped around his hand, is speaking directly into Mr. Ridiculous’ ear. Mr. Ridiculous follows Dick’s orders to the letter, rushing down the ramp, sliding into the ring and then lifting his hand into the air. It looks like he’s going for a mandible claw with Dick about to be shoved down Katelyn’s throat.
Sparkles: Uh-oh, Mr. Ridiculous about to put Dick in Katelyn’s mouth.
Greyson: If he does this then he might be able to throw Katelyn over the ropes and win the Extraordinary Title.
Mr. Ridiculous rushes across the ring and goes to stick Dick in Katelyn but she manages to duck just in time to prevent it. Mr. Ridiculous then goes spiraling along into the ropes, falling against them for support. Katelyn then delivers a quick thrust kick under Mr. Ridiculous’ jaw, sending him flipping back and over the cables to the outside of the ring.
Greyson: And Katelyn attacks another of the hired guns brought out here to try and make a fool of her.
Sparkles: No Extraordinary Title for Mr. Ridiculous either.
Wilde looks to be getting flustered with the inability of either of the individuals participating in this Mini-Rumble being able to eliminate Katelyn. She crosses her fingers and prays that the next individual will fair far better than Mr. Ridiculous and Leviticus. That’s when some Hindi style pop music starts to play over the PA system. To the delight of the masses the Great Ba-Bam comes dancing his way to the stage. The seven foot Hindi ladies man is swaying his hips to swooning women worldwide. He shakes his money maker, an ENORMOUS money maker at that, all the way down the ramp and into the ring. He steps over the ropes and approaches Katelyn, who’s jaw has dropped to her knees. Much like every woman the Great Ba-Bam has encountered in his time on the earth, Katelyn finds herself drawn to him like a piece of metal to a magnet.
Sparkles: It’s him….it’s Sparkles’ second favorite wrestler in the world, the first being Willie.
Greyson: The Great Ba-Bam, we haven’t seen him since he made his IWC debut at the End of the Year Special during the Noel Invitational.
Sparkles: Yeah, and you remember what happened in that match right? Besides Leviticus and Mr. Ridiculous in drag.
Greyson: I do. I vividly recall how The Great Ba-Bam had every women in that match eating out of the palm of his hand.
Sparkles: He’s like a snake charmer, and now he’s got Katelyn charmed by his own snake….a trouser snake….his penis…
Greyson: WE GET IT SPARKLES!
Wilde and Executioner watch delightfully as the Great Ba-Bam sways his body in rhythm to his entrance music. Each of his sways, each of his gyrations seem to enchant Katelyn more and more. Finally the Great Ba-Bam takes Katelyn by the wrist, pulls her across the ring into his arm and you better believe she willingly allows him to dip her back before planting a wet one on her lips. Much like every women on planet earth, Katelyn is powerless to resist the Great Ba-Bam’s almost preternatural talents for wooing the ladies.
Wilde: Excellent….excellent….
Wilde now climbs back up to the apron.
Wilde: Now throw her over the ropes.
The Great Ba-Bam pulls his lips away from Katelyn’s, and turns his stunned eyes to Wilde. He lifts a finger into the air, wagging it back and forth while also shaking his head.
Sparkles: Are you nuts Ba-Bam, close the deal already.
Greyson: I think the Great Ba-Bam is a gentleman, Sparkles. He’s not about to toss Katelyn out of the ring.
Wilde looks flabbergasted by The Great Ba-Bam’s resistance. The Great Ba-Bam is stepping back to the center of the ring with Wilde stepping up in front of him.
Wilde: What’s wrong with you? Huh? HUH!?! You big dumb…
Wilde jabs her finger into The Great Ba-Bam’s chest several times.
Wilde:…muscular….herculean….
Suddenly Wilde stops jabbing her finger into The Great Ba-Bam’s chest and now starts to rub it with her palm.
Wilde:….toned…..gorgeous….wait, what am I saying? I’m angry with you! You were supposed to eliminate Katelyn and show these fans of hers that she’s a weak whore. And you failed me. You failed me just like everyone else I’ve assigned this task to.
A deep breath is desperately needed to clear Wilde’s mind and to get her focus off the burly chest of Ba-Bam.
Wilde: But I’m still willing to honor the terms of our agreement. You can still have the Extraordinary Title.
Wilde is very eager to give the championship to the Great Ba-Bam. She desperately needs to unload it to anyone willing to accept the burden that comes with it, that burden being Shilo Valiant’s unyielding pursuit of the title. At first the Great Ba-Bam takes the title from Wilde only to ultimately throw it down at the canvas. He then points at the belt before shaking his finger back and forth. That finger now points straight at Wilde.
Greyson: Wait a minute, if I’m translating The Great Ba-Bam’s sign language correctly here, it looks like he doesn’t want that unsanctioned Extraordinary Title.
Sparkles: The Great Ba-Bam wants Wilde.
Just like Katelyn only a few seconds ago Wilde finds herself being dipped over backwards. The Great Ba-Bam now smothers her face under his gigantic lips. It almost looks like he’s sucking the life right out of her lungs as the two sway from side to side in a passionate embrace. Finally the Great Ba-Bam pulls his lips away from Wilde, leaving her looking absolutely white. His kiss has knocked the doll mask she customarily wears right off the top of her head and down to the canvas.
Greyson: Look at this…Wilde LOVED IT!
A huge smile has formed over Wilde’s face as she teeters back and forth. The Great Ba-Bam now makes his exit, stepping over the ropes and leaving both Katelyn and Wilde equally as spellbound. Finally Executioner snaps them both out of their daze when he rushes into the ring behind Katelyn and blasts her over the back with a forearm. Katelyn collapses to the canvas and now Executioner and Wilde are putting the boots to her body.
Sparkles: The moment is over.
As the beatdown continues, a microphone is elevated to Wilde’s lips
Wilde: Alright Whore. I guess if there are no other takers in this Mini-Rumble that it falls on me to be the one who eliminates you….
Chainz: Not so fast….
Wilde’s eyes cut to another figure now making their way down the ramp, that figure being Mary-Allison Chainz. The crowd realizes that Katelyn is in an even more precarious predicament than ever when Chainz steps over her. At the same time Wilde and Executioner are entering the ring and surrounding the unconscious Katelyn.
Chainz: Had a change of heart. I think I’ll enter your Rumble after all.
Wilde and Chainz cackle with laughter as they approach the barely conscious Katelyn. Their hands slip through Katelyn’s hair and force her up to her feet. They simultaneously point at the ropes, insisting that they are about to toss Katelyn over to the dread of the masses.
Sparkles: Not again.
Greyson: This is exactly what we saw on NewAge last week. Mary-Allison Chainz and Jessica Wilde working together to throw a defenseless Katelyn over the top rope.
The duo charges Katelyn at the cables and are right on the verge of throwing her over the ropes for a second straight week. But the pair suddenly stops when they see Mya Denton jumping onto the apron at their side with a t-shirt in her hand.
Greyson: Hey, that’s Mya Denton….Katelyn Buehler’s friend.
Sparkles; And the very woman that Wilde branded with a scarlet letter two weeks ago on this very show.
The t-shirt Mya is holding is stretched between her hands, showing the letter ‘B’ spray painted over Wilde’s emblem.
Mya: I’ll let you figure out what ‘B’ stands for.
Mya now throws the shirt into the ring before dropping away from it. Chainz and Wilde are so distracted by Mya they don’t realize that Katelyn is slipping out of their clutches, stepping behind their backs, grabing the back of both their skulls and uses their own momentum against them. A shocked Chainz and Wilde find themselves being thrown over the ropes by Katelyn.
Greyson: OH WOW!
Sparkles: Katelyn just tossed Chainz and Wilde over the ropes!
Greyson: They thought they had her dead to rights, but Katelyn was playing possum.
Sparkles: And capitalizing on Mya’s distraction.
A shocked Chainz and a furious Wilde collectively seethe at ringside. They now get to their feet, glare at the ring and swear vengeance on Katelyn. Although Katelyn is having trouble standing after all she’s suffered she can still make a quick exit. Executioner rushes at Katelyn only to have her roll clear from the ring and out of his reach. Wilde and Chainz just stand there at ringside looking like they’re about to go absolutely nuclear. All the while Katelyn is backing up the ramp and pointing straight at the Invictus banner hanging from the rafters.
Katelyn: No one is gonna stop me….NO ONE.
Greyson: Katelyn bound and determined to win the Rumble and main event Invictus for the World Championship. And if she does what she did tonight, she might very well pull it off.
Sparkles: But she’s gonna have a steep challenge. Tonight she managed to bounce back from Taylor’s attack, but there will be 30 other combatants looking to attack her at Last Stand.
BACKSTAGE
Where Taylor Chase and Scott Cannon go, trouble follows. Presently the pair is standing backstage watching a monitor mounted on a crate, one that is replaying images of Katelyn Buehler throwing Chainz and Wilde over the top rope.
Scott: Hmmm, you want Katelyn to tag along with us tonight? Like she did on NewAge?
Taylor: No….Katie can be a real snoozer.
Scott: Just as well. You know what they say. Three’s a crowd.
Lohan: CANNON…
Speaking of a third wheel, Brittany Lohan now comes stepping into view, nostrils flared and face flushed with hostility. Scott instinctively guides Taylor around behind his back, protecting her from the angered Blue Eyed Devil.
Taylor: Hey Blue, what you up too? Hey, that rhymed….
Scott: You’re a poet and you didn’t even know it.
Taylor: What-what….
Lohan: You two knock it off.
Lohan is about to knock something else off, Scott’s head. She grabs him by the lapel of his jacket and gives a tug, pulling him in close.
Lohan: What did you do to her?
Lohan points at Taylor, who is discreetly slipping around to their sides, and resting her chin on Lohan’s forearm.
Scott: Nothing. Besides helping her find some trouble…
Taylor: Trouble is fun.
Lohan: Well the two of you are about to be in some very serious trouble after what you did to Abi on NewAge, You didn’t think I’d hear about you attacking Abi from behind with a baseball bat? What was the point of that?
Scott: From what I heard, your sister started to be a bit of a bore.
Taylor takes her jaw off of Lohan’s forearm in order to nod. Well, to nod and to sneak. Lohan is so focused on Scott and his insulting tone she has lost track of what Taylor is up to.
Scott: It’s not wise to bore Taylor and I….
Lohan: Bore you? No-no, I wouldn’t dream of it. If you find violence to be fun, well then I’ll be a bash.
Taylor: You got that right…BASH!
A steel chair suddenly finds its way straight into Lohan’s spine, knocking her off of her feet and to the floor. She lands directly at Scott’s feet and he is already putting them to use, kicking away at Lohan repeatedly. Taylor then steps around to Lohan’s side and swings the chair down into the back of her good friend once again.
Taylor: You are a lot of fun Brittany.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Cameras capture an antagonized Brittany Lohan making her way through the backstage area, hand grabbing at her lower back after that devastating blow from the steel chair. Yet somehow she’s still on her feet, and is still stomping along in a rather feral, inconsolable state.
Silas: Baby Blue, just heard what happened. How ya holding up?
Finally Silas is free from the restrictions of using a keyboard to produce his words. He has regained use of his voice box and right now he’s putting it to use to aggravate Lohan. The wheelchair he’s mounted on pulls right up on Lohan, almost hitting her in the knees in the process.
Lohan: How does it look like I’m holding up? I can’t believe Tay….I can’t believe she’s gone so far over the edge…
Silas: Can’t say as I didn’t warn you and the rest of Silas World what kind of person Taylor is….
Lohan: I don’t want to hear it Silas.
Silas: Fine-fine. Just wanted to find out if you’re still able to compete tonight against Alana.
Lohan: Nothing is going to keep me from facing her in that ring…NOTHING.
Silas: Music to my ears Baby-Blue….but the greatest crescendo will be hearin’ the sound of Alana’s neck snapping at yer hands tonight.
Lohan: I’ll deal with Alana, and then I’ll deal with Taylor….
The door to her dressing room opens and Lohan can’t step inside any quicker.
Hooker: Hey-hey-hey hot stuff.
Lohan’s eyes dart to the center of the room where that same inebriated Hooker that has been seen throughout the night is presently laying on his side across a wooden bench. He has an ice cube in his hand, first licking it provocatively before rubbing it against his nipple.
Lohan: What….who….How did you get in here?
Hooker: You like what you see?
Lohan: What the fuck is going on here?
Hooker: FUCKING is exactly what’s going on here.
The dirty half nude Hooker jumps to his feet and then into the arms of Lohan. He spoons with her, wrapping his legs around her waist and trying to get his lips to her mouth.
Lohan: Oh God…oh God…you smell like you just ate Indian food.
She puts her palm over his lips and forces his head back away from her mouth but not fast enough. The door to her room suddenly flies open and two police officers enter.
Officer: Brittany Lohan, we’re here to place you under arrest for the solicitation of prostitution.
Lohan: WHAT?!
Officer: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can be held against….
Lohan: This is ridiculous. I have no idea what’s going on here?
Officer: You’re going to jail, that’s what going on here.
Lohan: FOR WHAT!?!
Officer: Prostitution….
Lohan: This is fucking nuts.
Lohan is led out of the room right along with the Hooker, atheir arms bound behind their backs by handcuffs. The moment the pair enters the hallway Lohan catches sight of Alana Starr in the distance, watching and shaking her head judgmentally.
Alana: You shame us all Lohan. You shame us all. And to think, I was so looking forward to facing you this evening.
It all suddenly makes sense, but Lohan’s reaction to her plight does not. She actually unleashes a laugh.
Lohan: Nicely played Alana….nicely played. Thanks for giving me sufficient motivation to snap your neck.
Finally Lohan allows herself to be taken into custody. All the while Alana is backing down the corridor but never taking her black eyes off of Lohan’s arrest.
IN-RING
Chainz: Alright Whore….you just made the single biggest mistake of your entire pathetic life. What were you thinking tossing me over the ropes Katelyn?
A furious Mary-Allison Chainz paces the ring, the microphone in her hand almost melting beneath her molten hot breath.
Chainz: You think you can insult me by putting your hand on me? That was bad enough, but add to it that you used those hands, the very ones that have made so many men happy in back alleys, to throw me over the ropes. You’re not getting away with that you disgusting overrated, overhyped bitch. So I’m demanding you bring yourself back out here to the scene of the crime.
Chainz is now pointing at the canvas beneath her feet.
Chainz: If you thought the things I’ve done to people like Jessica Lasiewicz and my former agent Paul Garrett were bad, well Katelyn, I got something REAL special in mind for you, and it will be a thousand time worse than simply throwing you over the top….
Orlando: Mrs. Chainz, I’m afraid your timing couldn’t be any worse.
The crowd comes out of their seats, lungs collectively blown at the sight of Orlando Cruze, Kelcey Wallace and Chris Cannon making their way down the ramp. The fans are very energized by the arrival of these three individuals. Chainz is nowhere near as excited by this interruption to her tirade, especially when it comes from the IWC President, and two of Taylor Chase’s best friends, Kelcey and Chris.
Orlando: You caught me at a very bad and awkward time Chainz. I’m dealing with a lot of stresses at the moment, and I thought I made it pretty clear two weeks ago right here on Riot, when I told you and the rest of your friends in Slay Revolution, that your group wouldn’t be a stress I’m willing to tolerate.
Chainz: Here we go again….
Says the woman currently rolling her eyes and blowing a stand of hair out of her face.
Chainz: Someone can’t get control over his wife so he deflects by trying to punish the Slay Revolution….But know one thing Orlando, just because you’re too pussy whipped to stand up to Taylor doesn’t mean you can prove your masculinity by dressing down the Slay Revolution. If you keep annoying us, I swear to God that the Slay Revolution will show you that Taylor’s wrath is nothing compared to ours. We might just demonstrate that by taking any masculinity you have left, tearing it off your body and putting it right in that same mason jar where Taylor keeps the rest of your manhood.
Orlando is about to say something in his defense but Chainz doesn’t give him the chance. She shoves the microphone right into Orlando’s chest then makes her way out of the ring. Her threat couldn’t be any more transparent, as well as the defiance she shows to the Icon.
Orlando: Is that what you honestly think Chainz? Well it just might come as a surprise to you to hear that I am in this ring to stand up to my wife….I’m out here to call her out here…
Chris: But this has nothing to do with proving manhood and masculinity, this is about reasoning with the ones we love, the ones we care about, the ones we will never give up. That includes you, Scott…
Begins the brother of Scott Cannon and SCW mainstay.
Chris: Everyone else may have wrote you off. They may see you as nothing but a low down piece of scum. But I haven’t wrote you off, and I’ve never seen you in that light. I’ve never abandoned hope that you could clean up your act and repair all the damage that you’ve done. So all I’m asking now, is that you reward my faith in you Scott. Talk to Taylor and convince her to come to this ring with you. We want the two of you out here to talk…that’s it….
Orlando: And if playing at your emotions fails to convince you to come to this ring, tell my wife that my offer still stands, if she agrees to come out here I’ll give Tay a match against Marie Jones tonight….
Rachel: Ya’ll just hold on one cotton pickin’ minute.
No one in the ring was expecting Rachel Frost, and no one is very welcoming of Rachel Frost either. In spite of this the NHB Champion comes storming down the ramp and following her every step is the ever supportive Ethan Von Aaron. The two are not very happy concerning what happened in the ring a few moments before the commercial break.
Rachel: Right now sugar (Rachel talks directly to the IWC President), yer lookin’ at the only two people who can help free yer Tay from New Eden.
Ethan: For months we’ve been battling New Eden, Orlando. We know how they work, we know how they operate….
Rachel: I’ve been inside my ex husband’s twisted brain, and only I can give ya some perspective on it. All I ask in return is that you show Ethan I the same kindness ya did two weeks ago on this show.
Ethan: Actually, what Rachel is offering here might be advantageous to all of us, yourself included Orlando.
Rachel: That’s right, cause I’m offerin’ to take the place of Brittany Lohan in her match against Alana Starr tonight. Ya might not realize this, but Lohan just got herself takin’ into custody on some type of trumped up charges. So ya need yerself a replacement for that match against Alana tonight. And I promise ya, if ya put me against Alana, I’ll make sure she ends up with more than just a broken neck.
Ethan: And we promise you right here, right now Cruze, that when you make that match a reality, that we can make reuniting you with Taylor a reality as well.
The fans absolutely mark out at the mere whiff of this delectable contest.
Orlando: Rachel, what happened two weeks when I showed you that ‘kindness,’ that was an aberration. Don’t think I’ve forgotten what you did to me all those months ago when you almost cost me my life. That’s right, I don’t forget, and I certainly am not quick to forgive. Now with that said, I might have still have given your offer some consideration, if it weren’t for the fact that you and Ethan are scheduled for a tag team match tonight against Pain & Pleasure. One that I am not going to change. I’ve already played around with Pain & Pleasure’s matches way too often, just ask Chris Davids. And besides, I’ve heard nothing about Lohan getting arrested, and tonight’s main event has already been decided, it’s going to be Taylor Chase versus Marie Jones, as long as Taylor is willing to come out and personally accept that matc….
Taylor: What makes you think I won’t just take Marie when I want Marie?
The tension is as thick as the plague in Louie Anderson’s arteries. Things get very edgy when Taylor Chase makes her way through the curtains sporting the World Title belt over her shoulder and those demonic black eyes. Surprisingly Scott Cannon is not predictably at the side of the woman he cherishes more than life itself. Taylor goes solo as she looks down at her ‘family’ in the ring. Orlando almost staggers over his words when he bares first hand witness to Taylor’s absolutely startling transformation.
Orlando: Baby please come down that ramp and talk to me….
Taylor: Oh I don’t have to come down that ramp to hear you. You can put me into a coma even when I’m standing all the way up here.
Orlando: You need to get in this ring….
Taylor: NO! I’m through doing what I NEED to do. It’s time I started doing what I WANT to do.
Orlando: You can’t tell me attacking all those innocent staff members on NewAge was what you WANTED to do.
Taylor: Not only can I tell you that, but I can also tell you in very intimate details just how GOOD© it felt to hurt those BORING people. And I’ll go on hurting them, Hot-Stuff. Actually, I’ll hurt anyone who tries to chain me, who tries to force me to go back to being what I was before New Eden came into my life and opened my….no….sorry…DARKNED my eyes.
The black eyes of the World Champion are forced to squint as she roars with laughter.
Taylor: Come on now you snoozers. If you knew what I felt like right now, you wouldn’t dream of trying to change me. Actually, why DON’T you feel like I feel? How about instead of me joining you, you join me?
Kelcey: Taylor…you know we would never abandon who we are, and neither would you.
Kelcey, one of the three that came to this ring to fight for Taylor’s soul, at last speaks up. But it seems her words have little effect on Taylor.
Taylor: That’s where you’re wrong Kels. Because I didn’t abandon who I was, I ran from who I was.
Kelcey: Why? What is there to run from? Look in this ring right now Taylor? You have people who love you. People who would die for you. People willing to sacrifice absolutely everything just to make you happy.
Taylor: Then why won’t you just let me BE HAPPY!?!
Taylor’s words almost sound feral, her whole face going red.
Kelcey: Because deep inside you know making others suffer is not the way to happiness. Maybe it is for Mika, but it isn’t for you. Because that’s not who you are.
Taylor: SHUT UP!
This outburst of outrage segues into a fit of laughter.
Taylor: Hehehehehe…..you know Kels, until now, I didn’t realize just how boring you and my husband are. The only thing interesting Borelando has done is fine a few bitches.
Orlando: Come on now Tay, listen to what Kelcey is saying to…..
Taylor: Yawwwwwn. This has gone on long enough. Do something to entertain me….Scott.
Everyone in the ring glances around in confusion, but they should have been glancing behind their backs in fear. Scott Cannon has jumped over the barricade, emerging from the crowd, charging at the ring, reaching under the ropes and grabbing hold of Rachel’s ankle. The NHB Champion is tripped up, landing flat on her face. She is then dragged out of the ring and before she can react she is lifted into the House Rules. The jackhammer connects on the thin protective mats, Rachel’s body imploding upon impact with it. Ethan’s eyes have widened upon witnessing what Scott just did to Rachel, the love of Ethan’s life. He rolls under the ropes and goes straight after Scott, who is already taking off around the ring and up the ramp. He stops only to turn back and glare at all the shocked faces staring at him from the ring, in particular the face of his brother Chris. As a furious Ethan stoops at Rachel’s side, Scott slips in at Taylor’s. The two laugh with the volume of banshees, interlock hands and then dash to the backstage area. Rather it’s Orlando, Kelcey or Chris, not a one of them can overcome their shock over the horrors those they love just unleashed…a prelude of horrors yet to come.
BACKSTAGE
An eager and giddy Alana Starr stands beside Aiken Frost, the two members of New Eden standing in the guerilla position and anxiously anticipating the arrival of their newest initiates. They don’t have to wait long as the pair feasts their black eyes on Scott Cannon and Taylor Chase. The duo make their way through the curtains and are immediately bombarded with the excited squeals of Alana.
Alana: Bravo-bravo-bravo!
Alana is clapping enthusiastically and hopping in place.
Alana: That was INSPIRING…that was UPLIFTING…that was…
Taylor: GOOD©?
Alana: You just stole the words right out of my mouth.
Taylor: I guess mind reading is just one of many of my new abilities.
Aiken: You will be surprised my dear how much accepting New Eden changes you. You will not only be far more attune with yourself, but the thoughts and feelings of the entire New Eden collective. Which is why I find it a bit surprising to see you here this evening in spite of my misgivings about you attending tonight’s telecast.
Taylor: Uh oh, did I upset you Aiken? I’m sowwwwy.
Aiken: Do not be foolish my beloved. You could never upset me. I was only confused is all.
Scott: Our oh so humblest and oh so deeeeeepest apologies, Aiken. If only we had a thousand frowny face emoticons to pull out of the thin air and throw to you.
Aiken: Your words are more than sufficient apology enough. Let us turn this miscommunication into a positive, shall we?
Taylor: Darn tootin!
Aiken: When this whole relationship formed between you two and New Eden I made certain promises to you both, promises I will see honored. Scott, I told you I would help you bring down Silas World.
Scott: Yes you did.
Aiken: And the process of their annihilation has already begun.
Alana: Yup. Just look at Last Stand, where you and I, the GOOD© Villains will prosper in victory over Silas World’s forces.
Scott: Ooooh GOOD©IE….
Aiken: And Mrs. Chase, I personally vowed that I would see you and your sestra Mika reunited. I will doubly deliver on that vow this evening.
Taylor: Yummy.
Aiken: I do believe that we should all convene in the ring later this evening…
Alana: Now that I personally took care of Brittany Lohan and no longer have to face her, I’m free to plan a whole night of festivities, culminating with a HUGE New Eden family reunion.
Scott: Sounds like an absolute blast.
Alana: Hehehehe, yep. I like you this way Scott, so much more agreeable.
Scott: Oh I’ll be far more than agreeable. Tonight I’ll be the life of the party.
Aiken: Great…Then we shall all meet in the ring this evening then…The two of you and the entire New Eden….
Taylor: Sounds groovy. But ummmm, there might be a small problem.
Alana: Oh no. We don’t like problems.
Taylor: Well, for starters Rachel Frost sounds like she might be a bit of a party pooper.
Alana: Hmmm, well, I heard she had designs on challenging me tonight….so how about I have Mogui and Silk finish her off?
Scott: Sounds fitting.
Taylor: Okay, one other problem. I think Mika may be just a wee bit upset with me after I kind of messed up her match with Lukas on NewAge.
Alana: Yeah, she was devastated by that, so devastated not even a GOOD© snuggle could make her feel better.
Aiken: Relax, Mrs. Chase, all has been forgiven. You smoothed things over very nicely with Mika when you attacked Brittany Lohan earlier this evening.
Alana: You made her pay for bashing Mika in the face with that crowbar the way she did on NewAge.
Taylor: I did? Oh yes. I mean, yeah, that was totally my reasoning for attacking Britt…
Scott: Now that we’ve got that all taken care of, how about we start planning that ‘reunion’ for later tonight?
Aiken: A brilliant suggestion. Alana, come along, we have much to accomplish before the end of the night.
Alana: See you two love birds real soon.
Alana and Aiken take off arm in arm. The moment they walk away Taylor breathes a sigh of relief.
Taylor: God, I thought they’d never leave. What a couple of BORES.
Scott: Come on, Alana’s not that bad.
Taylor: Yeah, but listening to Aiken is worse than sitting through an Economics lecture. Yeesh. I’m so bored now, I really need to find some fun…
Scott: Hmmm? We could always go and find Marie (Jones). It would be fun doing some finger paintings with her blood.
Taylor: We could, buuuuut I just had a great idea.
Scott: Spill it.
Taylor: My sister Mika, I know just the way to make things right with her.
Scott: Go on….
Taylor: Mika’s upset with Brittany for attacking her with the crowbar on NewAge, right?
Scott: Yep.
Taylor: Well….how about we give Brittany to Mika tonight with a big old bow on top of her head?
Scott: What a great present. And don’t worry, I know just the way to make it happen.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Cameras catch Ethan Von Aaron pacing outside of the Trainer’s Room. He looks highly distressed, playing over and over again in his mind what happened to Rachel Frost right before the commercial break. She is presumably being treated for the House Rules she took on the outside mats inside of the trainer’s room at Ethan’s side.
Mya: Daaaaamn Ethan…
The compassionate Mya Denton makes her way into the scene, just one of the Pain & Pleasure opponents that are scheduled to face Ethan and Rachel in the ring tonight. Standing right beside Mya is Chris Davids, her Pain & Pleasure cohort and someone who possesses an equal amount of empathy.
Davids: How is Rachel doing? She took a pretty nasty bump out there.
Ethan: What the hell do either of you care?
Clearly Ethan is deflecting his anger at Scott towards Chris and Mya.
Ethan: Isn’t Rachel being injured advantageous to you, Mya? You are supposed to face Rachel and I tonight.
Mya: First off Ethan, I’m not the type who NEEDS to take advantage of someone’s injuries. Secondly, even though Rachel and I aren’t anywhere even close to being friends, I wouldn’t wish what happened to her on even my worst enemy. And lastly, considering I’m not exactly thrilled about who I’m scheduled to team with tonight, I’m more than willing to put our tag match on hiatus. Seriously, it’s the least I can do. I mean someone showed me that small mercy on NewAge when I was blinded before my match with Selena, she was thoughtful enough to let the bout be rescheduled. So I’m just paying it forward.
Ethan: Pfft…(cynically)…how thoughtful. Sure this has less to do with being ‘compassionate’ and more to do with refusing to team with that crazy son of a bitch Mordecai…
Mya: I won’t lie, I want no part of teaming with him tonight.
Chris: This match was put together at Danny’s (Darko) behest. He’s the one who insists that we give his new pet project Mordecai a chance.
Mya: And seeing as we’ve already upset Danny enough, we don’t want to risk hurting him even further by outright refusing to team with Mordecai.
Chris: Danny sees something in that beast, we don’t. But heaven forbid we tell Danny that.
Ethan: Yeah-yeah-yeah, I didn’t ask for your life-story. Now I’ll have to consult with Rachel first to see if she wants to call off our tag match. Personally, I wouldn’t mind it, considering I’d much rather get my hands on Scott Cannon for what he did to Rachel….
Mya: Wait-wait-wait…you’re looking for Scott?
Ethan: Obviously.
Chris: Well you’re in luck, because we just saw him like two seconds ago.
Ethan: What? Where?
Chris: He was heading for the ring.
Ethan: Then I would suggest that the two of you kindly get the fuck out of my way.
They can’t move fast enough, Ethan pushing his way right through both Chris and Mya before heading for the ring. Once he’s out of view Chris and Mya merely shrug at one another.
Chris: So does that mean your tag match is no more?
Mya: God I hope so. Just the thought of having to team with that dangerous, and unpredictable monster has me so on edge right now….
Suddenly a huge shadow is cast over Mya and Chris, causing their eyes to draw from one another to the towering figure stood right beside them. That figure is Mordecai, and he comes with something in his hands….a bundle of red roses.
Mya: Ummm, can I help you?
Without saying a word Mordecai hands the roses over to Mya.
Chris: Eeeerrrm. What the hell am I seeing right now?
IN-RING
A steel chair is parked right under Scott Cannon’s rear-end as he squats in the middle of the ring. He is stooped over in a morose posture, microphone in one hand while the other is slipping over his hair. Clearly Scott looks on edge. The commentators sound just as confused in the background as the particularly expressive crowd.
Sparkles: Why is Scotty 2 Hotty in the ring again? And why does he look so different compared to how we saw him earlier?
Greyson: I haven’t a clue what’s going through this man’s mind, Sparkles.
Sparkles: Sparkles bets it involves cheese.
Greyson: Then you would bet wrong.
Scott painstakingly looks up from the canvas beneath his feet.
Scott: For weeks, this is how you found me. In the throes of despair. Constantly sitting in some dark, dank room where I would stay for hours replaying over and over again all the mistakes I’ve made. And you know what? I’m so sick and tired of that shit.
Scott lunges out of the chair, kicks his foot back and knocks the seat into the air. His dark and evil eyes stare at the chilled crowd.
Scott: I’m not going to dwell on the past any longer. I’m not going to be burdened by my failures. FUCK THE PAST!
Laughter follows this very passionate statement.
Scott: Just fuck it all. Fuck all my mistakes. Fuck all my problems. And fuck anyone who tries to drag me back down into wallow and despair. I’m talking about you too, Chris. Do yourself a favor brother. Stay out of this situation. I now regret very little, but I would regret what I might do to you, if you try to stand in the way of my happiness.
Scott’s warning is punctuated by his long and haunting glare into the hard camera.
Scott: Speaking of happiness, I just have to say that what I did to Rachel Frost out here moments ago, it was so joyful. I’m still tingling. Every time I remember the sound of Rachel’s back breaking thanks to my jackhammer on the ringside mats, it just-just-just makes me feel all FRISKY. And to think, I did it all right under her boyfriend’s nose. What an ineffectual loser. If it’s not bad enough that Ethan gets his own arse kicked on a weekly basis, now he’s just standing idle and letting the same thing happen to Rachel….It’s absolutely pathetic. If someone threatened the girl of my dreams, I’d do something about it….actually, I have….
Ethan: You know what Scott…?
Things get very tense when Ethan Von Aaron makes his way through the curtains and to the stage with microphone in hand.
Ethan: This might sound strange coming from me, but you’re right, I agree with you. I DO need to start standing up for my girl. And what better time to start, than right now.
The microphone is thrown aside and Ethan goes barreling straight for the ring. He slides in and the crowd goes absolutely nuts as he and Scott immediately start to trade punches with one another.
Greyson: Ethan getting revenge for what Scott Cannon has done to he and Rachel in recent weeks.
Sparkles: Yep, Cannon has left Ethan AND Rachel laid out with the House Rules over the past two editions of Riot, and now he’s about to answer for it.
Ethan and Scott continue to exchange shots to a loud reaction. Finally Ethan steps back and goes for the Epic Fail but Scott drops down out of the way and rolls to the outside of the ring. Scott now begins to back up the ramp, pointing back at Ethan and laughing at his budding rival. Ethan isn’t laughing, he’s currently cursing Scott’s name. But there’s one person who would do far worse than simply curse Scott. There’s another loud outburst from the fans when Rachel Frost comes bolting down the ramp right up behind Scott, nailing him in the back of the head with a clothesline that sends him spiraling down to the mats. In spite of having just withstood Scott’s version of the jackhammer on the mats, Rachel maintains the strength to deliver one stomp after another right across Scott’s face.
Greyson: Now Rachel is out here getting herself some retaliation on Cannon.
Rachel lifts her foot and is about to bring it down into another crushing stomp before New Eden members Silk and Mogui come racing down the ramp. The two grab Scott by the wrists and ankles, dragging him away from Rachel, who has instinctively rolled into the ring. She now stands right beside Ethan, the two staring down Silk and Mogui, who have helped Scott to his feet and towards the backstage area.
Even as Scott is dragged to the back, holding his now bloodied lip with his palm, he produces laughter in response to the pain. All the while Rachel is producing something else, her angry words. She speaks them through the microphone in her hand.
Rachel: Scott, you think you can keep me away from your tag team partner, you think you can keep me from facing Alana tonight, not happening. I will get her one on one, and not you, nor Orlando, are gonna keep me from facing her. But if I have to honor my commitment for this tag team match first, so be it. Mya and Mordecai, I ain’t backin’ outta no match tonight injury or no injury, so even if you two can’t stand each other, I don’t give a flyin’ pig-shit, bring yerselves out here and let’s do this.
The second Rachel throws the microphone aside “You’ve Never Known Such Fear” hits the PA system. All focus now shifts to the entry way where Mordecai is presently standing amongst a plume of fog. The menacing giant stares at the ring where her opponents await, but it remains to be seen if he’ll be facing them with a partner at his side or not.
Greyson: Is Rachel absolutely crazy? She’s willing to fight this creature with a presumably injured back?
Sparkles: She’s fought through worse before. Like wrestling through your commentary. Ooooh-hahahahaha.
Ethan is trying to coax Rachel to go back to the Trainer’s Office, but she is none too receptive. She is hard-pressed to listen to anything more than bones breaking this evening, and it might just be the bones of the man entering the ring. Mordecai stands in the squared circle and waits and waits and waits. Finally the tunes of Mya Denton’s intro track cue up, blaring in the background. They play and play and play, but there is no one stepping through the curtains to join Mordecai in the ring and stand at his side to be counted as his partner.
Greyson: Mya understandably a bit reluctant to come out here and team along with Mordecai. The issues between them well documented.
Sparkles: Get over it Mya, if you do, I’ll have a special Sparkles Smoochie waiting on you.
BACKSTAGE
Mya: I just don’t get it….
Mya Denton IS in the guerilla position, but she’s not going any further. She stays backstage staring down at the roses that were just given to her by Mordecai. Her Pain & Pleasure teammate Chris Davids is right there beside her, also overlooking the roses and looking just as perplexed by them.
Chris: Yeah, I’m totally weirded out by this. I mean roses, from Mordecai? What’s the catch?
Darko: There is no catch. Unless you consider seeking forgiveness to be a catch.
Danny Darko now steps into the scene, approaching his fellow Pain & Pleasure allies. He respectfully keeps a distance from them though, unsure how the pair will greet him, given that there have been tensions between them of late.
Mya: So wait? Mordecai gave me roses to try and…try and make things right between us?
Darko: Exactly.
The roses suddenly hit the floor.
Mya: Roses won’t make up for the stitches he put in my forehead.
Darko: No, they won’t….
Darko stoops down and picks up one of the roses, smelling the petals.
Darko: But they are a step in the right direction. Mordecai is doing everything in his power to show you all that you can trust him.
Mya: Gifts aren’t going to do it. If Mordecai really wants to prove he can be trusted, there’s only way for him to do it.
After taking a deep breath Mya starts to head for the ring only to be stopped by Chris.
Chris: Whoa, wait, your not actually going out there to team with Mordecai are you?
Mya: Yes, I am…and I’m going ALONE.
MYA DENTON & MORDECAI VS. ETHAN VON AARON & RACHEL FROST
Mya’s music continues to play through the speaker and the curtains open, finally leading to her arrival. Her presence elicits a loud chorus of cheers from the crowd and an actual smirk from her partner Mordecai. He now goes as far to do something as gentlemanly as part the ropes so that Mya can slip through them. Just then Ethan and Rachel do what they do best, take advantage of the situation. They rush in behind Mordecai and blast him over the back with forearm shots, knocking him to his knees. They stand on opposite sides of him, delivering their stomps and their blows. Mya steps up onto the apron and just watches with conflicted emotions.
Ethan picks Mordecai to his feet and bails him into the ropes, Ethan ducking under a clothesline attempt from the monster, who is then taken from his feet by a drop kick from Frost. Ethan then jumps onto the rope and springboards backwards, landing with an elbow into the sternum of Mordecai. Finally the referee gets some semblance of control on proceedings and Rachel leaves the ring, leaving Ethan in there with a downed Mordecai. Ethan stomps into the face and chest of Mordecai really wearing him down as Mordecai attempts to fend off the shots.
Greyson: Ethan in charge here, but no really surprise considering what went before.
Ethan picks Mordecai up to his feet and whips him into the corner, before patting his knee and looking to drive his knee into the dazed Mordecai’s face. As he runs in however, Mordecai reaches out and grabs Ethan by the throat, pushing him back out and into the center of the ring. Ethan’s eyes widen, as Mordecai prepares a Chokeslam, but as he does, Rachel enters the ring, tagging Mordecai with a chop block to the back of his knee. As Rachel stands, once again she stretches out her back, trying to get some feeling into it, and the referee turns his back on the action, forcing Rachel from the ring. With this distraction going on, Ethan jabs his fingers straight into the eye sockets of Mordecai who roars with agony, his misery compounded by Ethan bouncing off the ropes and hitting Mordecai with a Shining Wizard which lays Mordecai out. The referee turns, talking to Ethan, and asking him what just happened. Ethan just holds up his hands in innocence.
Greyson: Mordecai not being allowed to get going here and there’s the tag from Ethan, Rachel Frost is in this match.
Sparkles: Yay
Rachel enters, bending under the strands and once again wincing as she straightens her back. She stomps down on Mordecai’s head, before pushing him back into the corner, climbing up to the second rope and then driving her fist down and onto the big man’s face. After ten heavy shots, she finally obeys the referee who admonishes her some more, Rachel paying no attention and kicking Mordecai in the stomach. Mordecai doubles up, and Rachel hooks his head, running across the ring and bouncing off the second rope, pounding Mordecai’s head into the mat with a Springboard Bulldog. On the apron Mya shakes her head, but doesn’t help as Rachel goes for the pin
1…
Mordecai kicks out quickly, showing there is still plenty of life left in him. Rachel grabs the back of his head picks him up, proceeding to drill him with kicks to his thigh and lower calves, every shot making Mordecai more unsteady on his feet until he drops to one knee. Rachel then leaps, connecting with a standing drop kick which once again sends Mordecai horizontal. Rachel hooking the leg once again
1…
2…
Greyson: Mordecai kicks out at two, but this is a really dominant performance from Von Aaron and Frost.
Sparkles: What do you expect…bed buddies always make the best partners, that’s why Katelyn and I would make a fantastic tag team
Rachel drags Mordecai over to their corner and she tags in Ethan, who immediately unloads with some huge shots on Mordecai. He then takes a couple of steps back, hitting Mordecai with a roundhouse kick which staggers the monster but doesn’t put him down. Ethan grins out towards the crowd before bouncing off the ropes, going for a High Cross Body. What Ethan didn’t expect however is Mordecai to catch him, holding him across his chest.
Greyson: Uh ho…not a good place for him to be
Sparkles: Ethan in a world of trouble here.
Ethan’s eyes widen, as Mordecai’s narrow, Mordecai spinning Ethan around and dropping his spine across his knee, almost snapping him in half from the impact. On the apron Rachel watches, a look of shock on her face, Mya however at ringside still seems none plussed. Mordecai lifts a damaged Ethan to his feet and bails him to ringside through the ropes. Rachel runs over to Ethan, but moves as Mordecai slides out the ring, grabbing Ethan by the back of the head and eyeing the steel ring post. He goes to drive him into the post, but at the last moment his eyes catch Mya’s and he stops, instead throwing Ethan back into the ring.
Greyson: What the hell?
Sparkles: Did I just see that?
Greyson: Mordecai could have bust Ethan open right there, but he chose not to.
Sparkles: He’s trying, why can’t anyone see this? He’s trying to be a good person
Mordecai walks over to his corner, Mya watching him closely. But Mordecai only holds out his hand
Greyson: He wants the tag…he wants to win this match
Mya jumps off the apron, still looking more than a little confused by what is happening.
As Mordecai watches, Ethan is back on his feet, and behind the referee’s back he drills Mordecai into the testicular area, Mordecai staggering back towards the ropes. Ethan runs in, looking to take Mordecai out of the ring with a Clothesline, but Mordecai explodes out of the corner with a huge big boot which almost takes Ethan’s head from off his shoulders. Mordecai looks at Mya and actually shakes his head, before bending down into the cover.
1…
2…
Rachel breaks up the pin, pulling Mordecai from off of her partner. The referee quickly is on the scene and forces Rachel out of the ring, Mordecai shakes his head in the direction of Rachel now and lifts Ethan to his feet, slapping him across the chest with a booming right hand, and then another, Ethan ending up in the corner. Mordecai lifts him up onto the turnbuckle, and then hooks his head, falling backwards with an Elevated DDT.
Greyson: What a shot from Mordecai…Ethan is surely out of it
Mordecai looks at Mya who is on the apron again, and he grabs Ethan’s head in an obvious chokehold. The referee see’s this, but before he can do anything, Mordecai see’s the look of Mya, and changes the hold into a normal head lock
Greyson: And again, Mordecai is following the rules to the letter, and is actually outwrestling his opponent.
Mordecai gets to his feet, and drags Ethan over to his corner, once again looking for the tag. But once again Mya doesn’t seem willing to tag with Mordecai, the big man once again left to carry on in this match
Sparkles: Look, I get the trust thing Mya, but surely he has proven himself in this match up?
Mordecai once again drags Ethan to the center of the ring, and hooks him around the waist, looking for a Suplex. He lifts him high in the air, holding him upside down for a long period of time, showing his immense strength
Greyson: Such power from Mordecai, this is what Danny see’s in him, what use he could be to Pain and Pleasure.
Sparkles: I once did that with a five hundred pound man
Greyson: No…you didn’t
Sparkles: I did…I have pictures on my old phone…but I’ve lost it
Greyson: You really are full of shit
Sparkles: Well, technically that is impossible
Mordecai continues to hold Ethan in that position, and is just about to drive him into the mat when Rachel intervenes. She runs in with a Spear, cutting him in half and causing him to drop Ethan to the mat. Both men are left in a heap in the center of the ring, but Rachel drags her man over to their corner, holding out the palm of her hand. It doesn’t take long from Ethan to muster enough strength to reach up and Rachel to enter the ring with Mordecai still struggling to get to his feet. As he gets to all fours, Rachel runs in and hits a brutal curb stomp, driving Mordecai’s head once again into the canvas
1…
2…
He kicks out just in time, but there is no let up from Rachel who lifts him to his feet once again and whips him into the corner. Mya runs her hands through her hair, obviously still unsure what to make of what is going on. Rachel lands a couple of hard rights on Mordecai, before grabbing his wrist and going for another Irish Whip. Mordecai manages to reverse the move and it is Rachel then that hits the strands, but she ducks underneath the Big Boot and hits the opposite strands, bouncing off with a Lou Thesz press which takes Mordecai off his feet and to the floor. She pounds him in the face a couple of times before standing up and climbing the turnbuckle
Greyson: Frost going airborne right here
Sparkles: Best view ever…
She waits for a few moments, imploring Mordecai to get to his feet which he slowly does. Eventually he spins around, straight into a Missile Drop Kick from Frost. She immediately gets to her feet and tags in Ethan who has recovered, Von Aaron almost strutting to the ring and cockily taunting Mya as he does. Rachel shouts at him to get on with the match, and eventually he picks Mordecai to his feet. Ethan looks out over the crowd, taunting Mordecai by thrusting towards him, that stops however as Mordecai knocks Ethan’s arms away, before kicking him in the stomach
Greyson: Oh my God…Mordecai working totally on instinct here
Sparkles: OH NO!!!
As Ethan doubles up, Mordecai grabs him by the waist and spins him over and up onto his shoulders.
Greyson: Embrace the Darkness Ethan…
Sparkles: No…not poor Ethan
Mordecai drills him into the mat with his version of the Last Ride, planting Ethan into the ring. Both men lay there, exhausted and in Ethan’s case broken.
Greyson: Mordecai has battled back, but for what. Mya won’t tag in, she’s made that perfectly clear.
As Ethan lies there motionless, Mordecai makes his way over to this corner with Mya looking on. The fans are actually willing him on, as he edges closer and closer to his corner. Rachel shouts at Ethan who is still out of it, as Mordecai lifts his hand, Mya looking out over the fans
Greyson: She doesn’t know what to do…she’s so conflicted right now
Sparkles: Sparkles will tag Mya…but not in a wrestling sense
Mya takes a deep breath, and shakes her head, until finally tagging Mordecai to an explosion of noise
Greyson: She did it…she’s bitten the bullet
Sparkles: Wow…that is a shocker
Mya heads over to Ethan who is still unsure what is going on, but is cut off by Rachel who tries to land a right, which is blocked by the fresh Mya. Mya lands a right of her own, and then hooks Rachel by the head, lifting her up and driving her into the mat with a Spinning Piledriver. Ethan starts to recover and gets up onto all fours, only to receive a brutal punt to the midriff which lifts him fully off the canvas. Mya then picks him up to his feet, before stepping back and hitting a near perfect Hurricanrana. She then nips up onto the second rope and jumps from that position, dropping her leg across the throat of Ethan, before hooking a leg.
1…
2…
3…
No, Rachel saves the day again at the very last moment, dragging Mya away by her hair and lifting her to her feet, hooking her head and looking for a Suplex. Mya blocks it however, and then again, and then executes a Suplex of her own, slamming Frost’s already damaged spine into the canvas. Mya looks on at Rachel with distain, but is then spun around by Ethan, reacting with an instinctive kick to the testicles which the referee misses after checking on Rachel. As Ethan drops to his knees, Mya takes a couple of steps back and runs in, hitting her variation of the Shining Wizard
Greyson: Demented…this is over
Sparkles: Mya is going to do it for her team
Mya nips down into a pinfall, the referee in position
1…
2…
The fans rejoice, but the referee hasn’t counted three, as he was distracted by Scott Cannon sliding into the ring, with a steel chair in hand
Greyson: Oh great, Scott Cannon back out here again. And he’s looking to further injure Rachel.
Sparkles: But Mya had Ethan beat…
As Rachel struggles to her feet, Mya wondering what the hell is going on, Scott lifts the chair preparing to use it on an unsuspecting Rachel. Just as he is about to swing it however, Mordecai intervenes, ripping the chair from his grasp. Rachel then turns around, seeing Scott in the ring, and she hurtles across the canvas, leaping into a clothesline which connects with Scott and sends him flipping back over the ropes. Scott rolls across the mats smiling,
Greyson: Rachel and Scott going at it…and this match has descended into chaos
Sparkles: You sound surprised.
In the ring Mordecai turns to Mya, the chair still in his hand. She looks up and spots the chair in Mordecai’s hand and immediately jumps back.
Greyson: NO Mya…it wasn’t for you
Mordecai immediately turns his back on Mya, and goes to throw the chair out of the ring. Unfortunately for him, behind him Ethan recovers and hits Mya with an Epic Fail
Greyson: Out of nowhere…Ethan with his huge finisher
The spinning superkick to Mya’s jaw sends her spiraling into the Loredo Lasso by Rachel, who then goes for the pin. The referee drops into a cover. Ethan steps in and lays across Rachel’s back with his tongue wagging.
1…
2…
Mordecai turns around a moment too late, Rachel and Ethan picking up this hard fought victory. But no sooner do they pick up the win before Rachel is vaulting over the top rope into a big corkscrew crossbody that connects with Scott at ringside. Ethan has no idea what’s going on, sitting and languishing in the ring.
Meanwhile outside of the ring Rachel and Scott are still fighting, now finding themselves on the stage where the two are exchanging shots. Rachel knocks Scott to the ground and closes in on him before Mogui and Silk come rushing out of the backstage area, catching Rachel off guard. They club and stomp her until she’s laid out on the stage. Scott and Mogui then hold her down by the legs and the wrists, meaning Rachel can’t fend off what’s coming next. Silk climbs up the Cartel-tron and then steps across the steel trimming. She then takes to the air and comes down with a double stomp right into Rachel’s ribcage. Ethan furiously races up the ramp and goes right after Scott Cannon, chasing Scott, Mogui and Silk into the backstage area.
Greyson: This match ends in all out carnage…and no doubt this issue with Scott and Rachel is not over
Sparkles: Mya had it…a huge victory in her grasp
Back in the ring Mordecai is standing over Mya and offering him his hand, pleading for her to take it.
Greyson: Come on Mya, he looked out for you all that match…someone give him a chance
Mya looks at it for several moments before rolling away from the hand rather than accepting it, sliding out the ring and heading back up the ramp
Greyson: That’s a shame, Mordecai did everything asked of him, yet still people won’t trust him
Sparkles: It is a shame…but what is more of a shame is I’ve just realized I’ve run out of cheese…what the hell is going on with this place? It’s going to the dogs I tell you.
Mordecai continues to stand in the ring, watching Mya as she backs up the ramp. He shakes his head, unsure what he has to do to get people to believe him.
BACKSTAGE
Cameras suddenly segue to the same parking garage that has been the focal point of much of Riot this evening. Right now those cameras aren’t waiting to catch the arrival of Taylor Chase, instead their focused on the departure of Brittany Lohan. With her hands placed in chains, Lohan is pushed along towards the police cruiser by a collective of police officers.
Lohan: It’s been a while since I’ve been to jail. Do you fellas know if they still serve those delicious little cherry filled pastries for breakfast in the morning?
Officer: I have no idea.
Lohan: Come on Gary, you’ve been on the force for how many years now and you still don’t know these things?
Officer #2: Yeah Gary, don’t be such a loser.
Lohan: Like you have room to talk Bill, you still live with your mom.
Bill: But the rent is cheap.
A hearty chuckle is exchanged between all three individuals, the officers and the captive who now knows their entire life stories. Yes, in the twenty minutes or so it’s taken to lead Lohan from her dressing room to the parking garage she’s learned every intimate detail of her captors’ lives.
Lohan: Hey, you know what? How about we just blow this whole thing off and go have a couple of beers?
Gary: Could we?
Bill: That doesn’t sound like a bad idea to me.
They are just about to reach the police cruiser before the parking garage fills with the rabble of Scott Cannon’s demonic laughter.
Scott: Headed back to prison, Britt-Brat?
The police officers look confused and Lohan looks angered at the sight of the man who assaulted her earlier stepping into view. Scott situates himself between Lohan and her intended destination, the police cruiser. All the while he takes deep breaths, looking exhausted after sprinting from the ring to reach the parking garage.
Scott: I guess you’re starting to enjoy those full body cavity searches.
Lohan: Keep talking and I’ll insert my crowbar into a few of your cavities.
Bill: Step aside Sir.
Scott: Oh, am I blocking your path? Why would I do such a thoughtless thing?
Ethan: GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!
Into the fray rushes Ethan Von Aaron, looking for payback on Scott for what he just did moments ago.
Ethan: You’re going to die you son of a bitch!
Ethan lunges over the police officers and towards Scott, driving all four of them down to the ground. Lohan steps away with her hands still shackled behind her back and her blue eyes watching the four hit the floor. She doesn’t watch for very long, because suddenly Scott dashes to her side and grabs her by the arm, forcing her to come along with him.
Bill: That’s it!
Bill and Gary, the police officers force themselves back up to their feet and then force Ethan’s arms behind his back, slapping some cuffs around his wrists. Even while he is being handcuffed, he’s still trying to get at Scott.
Bill: You’re under arrest for assault on a police officer. You have the right to remain silent….
Ethan is so red hot mad at Scott that he doesn’t even realize that he’s being arrested. The police officers are so furious with Ethan that they don’t even realize that Lohan has vanished, and so too has Scott. They just force Ethan along into the backseat of the police cruiser, slam the door in his face, hop in their seats and take off with the police siren blaring.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
A shaken up Mya Denton makes her way through the corridors of the Manhattan Center, mind still reeling from everything that just happened in the ring.
Davids: I knew I should have gone out there with you.
Chris Davids is instantly at Mya’s side, checking his teammate over and patting her on the shoulders.
Mya: Don’t beat yourself up, I told you not to.
Davids: And I knew that monster couldn’t be trusted. Vee was right….he’s nothing but a psychopath. Who knows what he was going to do with that chair if you hadn’t spotted him.
Mya: I shudder to think.
Vanilla: I know exactly what he was going to do with that chair.
Another of the Pain & Pleasure collective steps into the scene. Vanilla Skyy comes along with her agent Adam Chase following less than a step behind.
Vanilla: Mordecai was going to do the same thing he’s been doing to Pain & Pleasure, leaving one of us lying in a heap. And if my husband has his way, that’s exactly what will happen to all of us.
Davids: Come on Vee, you know Danny doesn’t want to see us hurt.
Vanilla: That’s where you’re wrong, apparently I don’t know the first thing about my husband.
Starxxx: Daaaayum gurl.
Vanilla Skyy’s eyebrow arches when she spots someone watching her from across the hall. Well, he’s not watching, he’s leering. A young African American gentlemen has his sunglasses pulled to the tip of his nose as he looks Skyy up and down, eyes mostly drawing to her backside.
Starxxx: I do likes what I see.
Skyy: Who are you, and what do you think you’re looking at?
Starxxx: The name’s Starxxx, Jeffrey Alexander Starxxx, Mr. Black Hollywood, and you know damn well what I’m lookin’ at sweetness.
Skyy: Well put your eyes back in your skull and keep your tongue behind your teeth.
Mya: Vee…
Skyy: What?
Chris: Danny…
Skyy: Oh yeah. Let’s deal with him.
Pain & Pleasure take off with Skyy hesitating to follow Chris and Mya, lingering behind a moment so that she can exchange a look with Starxxx.
IN-RING
Darko: Vee, Chris, Mya…this distrust has to end.
Speak of Danny Darko and he shows up. At the moment he’s standing in the ring with microphone in hand and Mordecai beside him. The massive Mordecai, who just competed in a tag match that went horribly awry for his ‘team,’ is now leaning against the ropes, using them to hold his enormous frame upright. He, along with the fans, listen intently to Darko. Naturally the commentators get their words in edgewise, voices heard in the background.
Greyson: Danny Darko out here with this beast Mordecai who he’s been trying to bring into Pain & Pleasure…
Sparkles: And it looks like he’s still trying to get the rest of Pain & Pleasure to warm up to that idea.
Darko goes on reaching out to his teammates.
Darko: Do you three honestly think that I would do anything to put you in harm’s way? There’s no way I would risk your well-being….
Vanilla: Is that so?
The crowd swells with excitement when Vanilla Skyy, Chris Davids, Mya Denton and Adam Chase make their way to the stage. Pain & Pleasure glares at their teammate in the ring and the creature lurking beside him.
Vanilla: You don’t want us to be harmed? Fine. Then stop trying to get us to drop our guard around that piece of shit standing beside you.
Vanilla points at Mordecai, who only offers a shake of his head in response to the insults he’s hearings.
Vanilla: He’s a monster, and you can’t trust monsters.
Darko: Your right Vee, Mordecai IS a monster, but he’s OUR monster. And he’s proven that time and time again by showing his loyalty to Pain & Pleasure. Last week on NewAge he saved you, Chris, from being permanently injured by Flash Silver. On that same night, Mordecai came to your aid Vee. What more does the man have to do to prove to you that he can be trusted?
Davids: With all due respect Danny, after what Mordecai has done in the past, I really don’t think there’s anything he CAN do to get us to trust him.
Darko: You guys are being….
A tap on the shoulder gives Darko cause to pause. Mordecai leans towards Darko, cupping a hand around his ear and whispering.
Greyson: Is Mordecai actually TALKING?
Sparkles: It looks like he’s whispering something to Danny.
Greyson: But what?
Danny nods along to each word he hears form the monster before finally pulling away. As Mordecai steps back a slight grin can be seen on his face.
Darko: You guys might not think that you can trust Mordecai, but he’s got a sure fire way of gaining your acceptance. He just told me that he will stop at nothing to make sure that a member of Pain & Pleasure wins the 2015 Last Stand Rumble….
BACKSTAGE
Infinity: My client Flash Silver is DEMANDING to be the final entrant in this year’s Last Stand Rumble…
We find Orlando Cruze in a truly unenviable positon. He’s presently standing in a corridor searching for his wife Taylor Chase, but forced to listen to the demands of Infinity and Flash Silver instead. The agent carries not only a chip on her shoulder, but the sign that pronounces Flash Silver’s winning streak, which at the moment stands at ‘150-0.’
Infinity: Just look at this…
She holds up the sign and points at it.
Infinity: His win streak has more than earned him the right to be the final person who enters the Rumble and furthermore….
Orlando: Listen Infinity, you can stand back here all night long and list off literally a billion reasons why Flash should have the last spot in the Rumble, but it isn’t happening.
Flash: You scallywag!
Orlando: If I wasn’t so sure you had no idea what that word meant, I’d probably be insulted right now. But just an FYI, the reason Flash isn’t the final entrant in the Rumble, is because Serenity and Karen McBride are going to have a HARDCORE match at Last Stand, and the winner of that match will be the last person to enter the Rumble, the loser, goes in at number 1. So there’s no chance Flash is going in last.
Infinity: This is an outrage…AN OUTRAGE! No one devalues the great Flash Silver like this…NO ONE. You’ll be hearing from our lawyers mister-man.
Infinity and Flash are off in a huff, leaving Orlando behind stewing in thought. He eventually begins to approach his office, hoping to step inside and get a moment to clear his head. He gets within range of the room before hearing a familiar voice hitting his ears…the last voice he wanted to hear.
Tina: So it seems you still haven’t learned your lesson.
Orlando’s eyes narrow on the features of Tina Valentine, Slay Revolution member. The first Queen of the Ring Champion stomps towards the IWC President looking none too happy. Orlando mirrors her expression.
Tina: You still want to fuck around with the Slay Revolution, do you? You still want to sabotage our careers, huh? Do you get off pissin’ on our heads and telling us its rain?
Orlando: Tina-Tina-Tina…
Tina: Don’t you Tina me you bald headed bitch. I’m sick and tired of you pushing Slay Revolution around. If it’s not bad enough that you fine us, you take your abuse even further by keeping me from challenging for MY Queen of the Ring Champions..….
Orlando: SHUT UP!
Tina is surprised by the intensity in Orlando’s tone and the reddening of his flesh.
Orlando: If I hear one more threat come from you, or any other member of the Slay Revolution, I swear to God I will suspend each and every one of you. That’s right, I can do a lot worse than fine you. I can have you barred from this building for all the things you and your friends have done to my roster. So you might want to reconsider disrupting the show and attacking people like Jessica Lasiewicz, or members of Bad Behavior. Because I promise you, it WILL come back to haunt you. Tell your friend Victoria she’s got a match coming up next against Selena Frost, and you had better pray that Victoria honors the rules of that match, or so help me God….
Orlando has said his peace and intends on saying nothing more. He grabs the knob leading to his office and begins to step inside.
Orlando: Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get an update on Rachel Frost’s well-being…
Tina: Yeah, like you care.
As Orlando steps into his office we can briefly see three individuals residing inside. The man known as ‘Drew’ is standing beside Orlando’s desk drinking some coffee and holding a stack of papers under his armpit. All the while Sebastian Blake and Callista Christos occupy chairs in front of that desk. The two individuals who have had a number of business meetings with Orlando in recent weeks now eagerly await his arrival to continue their transaction.
Orlando: Guys I’m afraid we’re going to have to delay our meetings….
Orlando’s voice trails off as the door closes behind his back. Tina doesn’t walk away until that door closes shut. A hand slips into her pocket and Tina removes a phone, dialing a number.
Tina: Hey Prii, are Chainz and Victoria with you?….(waits for answer)….Great. Put me on speakerphone, I want them to hear how I plan on sticking it to Orlando tonight.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
An ambulance siren wails throughout the parking garage. The back doors to it are open and Rachel Frost’s body is being wheeled towards it. The NHB Champion is currently curled into the fetal position, arms wrapped around her potentially broken ribs. Off to the sides of the stretcher are a number of EMTS, who seem eager to get her to the local hospital. The commentators can be overheard in the background, sounding quite distressed.
Sparkles: Poor Rachel, looks like Silk might have broken her ribs after that double stomp off the Cartel-tron.
Greyson: And now she’s being rushed to the hospital. What a horrible night for Rachel and her man Ethan. First Ethan was arrested, and now Rachel is being taken away in an ambulance.
Sparkles: All thanks to New Eden. They dun set this up perfectly.
Greyson: Despicable, absolutely despicable.
Once Rachel has been loaded inside the ambulance, the doors are swinging shut behind her. Sirens blare louder than ever as the ambulance pulls out of the parking garage.
IN-RING
The arena suddenly fills with the tunes of “Vanity.” The lyrics are belting through the PA system while Victoria Salinas is belting through the curtains. She makes her way down the ramp listening to a chorus of boos, but taking it all in with indifference. She merely gives them a ‘talk to the hand’ gesture, putting her palm up in their faces. She even reaches into the crowd, grabs a sign from one of the fans that reads “Slay Revolution Suxxx.” She rips that sign in about a thousand pieces and throws it right back in the fans’ face. Ultimately she rolls into the ring and waits for her opponent here in this, her IWC debut. One that is highly touted by both commentators.
Sparkles: Looks like Victoria Salinas is finally lacing ‘em up and wrasslin in an IWC ring.
Greyson: She’s definitely got the work boots laced up for tonight, Sparkles.
Sparkles: That’s not what Sparkles was talking about lacing up.
Greyson: I really don’t want you to clarify your statement, so I’m just going to outright ignore it for the most part. But it’s just as Sparkles said, Victoria Salinas will compete here in her IWC debut, wrestling on behalf of the Slay Revolution.
Sparkles: And she takes on the Dairy Queen….
Greyson: That’s the SNOW QUEEN! For the last time, it’s the damned SNOW QUEEN!
Sparkles: Calm down Lovejoy, for the love of Pete.
YOU BETTER BELIEVE
These lyrics are playing through the speakers and Selena Frost, one of the number one contenders for the Queen of the Ring Championship is now making her way down the ramp. The crowd is very excited at the sight of Selena, who has developed quite the loyal fan following over the past few months, a productive few months at that.
Greyson: Co-Number One Contender for the Queen of the Ring Title has a tough test ahead of her tonight. She’ll be going into a triple threat match for the championship at Last Stand, but if Victoria has it her way, Selena might not even make it to that title bout.
Sparkles: Victoria could definitely complicate things for Selena, that’s for sure….HEEY!
Suddenly Selena is blasted in the back of her skull with a Tina Valentine forearm. The shot knocks Selena to the ground, sending her rolling on down the ramp. At the same time Prii Foote and Mary-Allison Chainz are also storming through the curtains and joining Tina in this attack.
Greyson: The Slay Revolution, they’re attacking Selena Frost before she could even get to the ring.
Sparkles: Sparkles guesses this is what Tina meant by sticking it to Orlando.
Selena tries to put in a valiant defense. She dives from her knees forehead first into Prii’s ribs, staggering her back. Selena then stands up and delivers a back elbow to the jaw of Tina. This comeback is short lived and ultimately shut down when Chainz manages to grab the back of Selena’s head and slam her face down into the ringside apron. Selena bounces off and turns to the waiting hands of Tina and Prii. The pair simultaneously whips Selena directly into the steel stairs. Selena’s body turns and she smashes back first right against the steps.
Greyson: Jesus Christ, Selena destroyed by that impact with the steps.
Sparkles: Selena’s been destroyed by the Slay Revolution.
Greyson: This match didn’t even have a chance to happen.
The collision with the steps leaves Selena experiencing some major aches and pains. And speaking of pains, that’s exactly what Victoria is about to become. Whoever hands her a microphone should get the same treatment as Selena…..actually WORSE treatment.
Victoria: What did you think Orlando? What did you think would happen when you threatened the Slay Revolution, when you fined the Slay Revolution, when you said you would SUSPEND the Slay Revolution? How did you expect us to react, huh? Did you think we’d fall in line and be a couple of good little lapdogs?
Now Chainz is in the ring and taking hold of the microphone.
Chainz: What do you take us for? You actually think we can be intimidated? That we can be pushed around without consequences?
Now Prii has taken hold of a microphone as well.
Prii: You probably haven’t learned yet Orlando, but the Slay Revolution ain’t the subservient type. We don’t exactly respond well to threats or to intimidation. So don’t try to scold us like a couple of little girls. Don’t think you can give us a whipping and then send us to bed early without our dinner. And don’t for one second believe you can keep the Queen of the Ring Championship away from Tina.
Finally a microphone finds its way into the hands of the Duchess, a very angry Duchess at that.
Tina: We just attacked the number one contender to the Queen of the Ring Championship to send a message to you Orlando, to send a message to you CHAMP, and to send a message to anyone who thinks they can keep me from reclaiming MY title. Nobody is keeping the Queen of the Ring Title from returning to this waist…(points to her abs)…where it belongs. The Slay Revolution and I won’t rest until that belt is mine again. Even if it means taking out all the pretenders to the Duchess’ throne….
BACKSTAGE
One of the number one contenders to the Queen of the Ring Championship, and as thus one of the individuals high on the Slay Revolution’s hit-list, Marina Valdivia comes into view. She is presently stepping down the hall with a look of anger mixed with agitation stretched across her face. That anger grows with each step she takes towards the ring.
Jessica Lasiewicz: And where do you think you’re going?
Marina comes to a halt before turning her head in the direction of the Queen of the Ring Champion, another lady at the top of the Slay Revolution hit list. Jessica Lasiewicz has seemingly materialized right out of the ether, taking residency in a doorway from wince she now leers at Marina.
Marina: To grab a twelve pack of beer. Where do you think I’m going?
Lasiewicz: To the ring I presume?
Marina: Yep. I’m not about to be looking over my shoulder all night long. I’ve got enough trouble with that regal retard Queen Julia Noel, and that scum-bag she employs as her agent, Mason Van Stanton. So I’ve got little time nor patience when it comes to the Slay Revolution’s ‘threats.’
Lasiewicz: And what do you intend on doing about those ‘threats?’
Marina: (Sarcastically) I’m going to bake them a batch of muffins. I’m going to kick their asses is what I’m going to do.
Lasiewicz: No, you’re not. We both know exactly what will happen if you go to that ring and fight the Slay Revolution….
Marina: Do tell me Nostradamus. Use your powers of foresight.
Lasiewicz: The Slay Revolution will leave you in the exact same condition they just left Selena Frost.
Marina: That’s not going to happen.
Lasiewicz: Not like there’s anything you can do to prevent it. But there is something I can do about it.
Marina: What? Are you going to volunteer your services?
Lasiewicz: For what exactly?
Marina: To team up so we can take down the Slay Revolution?
Lasiewicz: Well see, while that idea is good in principle, it’s in the execution that we have a problem.
Marina: Meaning?
Lasiewicz: Every time I’ve tried to team up with someone else to bring down the Slay Revolution, it’s ended up in disaster.
Marina: Okay, fine, then I’ll go it alone….
Lasiewicz: No you won’t Marina, I won’t allow it.
Marina: Excuse me? Last time I checked I wasn’t asking for your permission.
Lasiewicz: Last week on NewAge, you helped prevent me from making a colossal error in calling out New Eden for a match while I wasn’t in exactly the best shape or frame of mind. You kept me from destroying myself, and now, I’m going to return the favor.
Before Marina can ask Lasiewicz to clarify her thoughts, the Queen of the Ring Champion is snatching her by the wrist and dragging Marina into the room behind Lasiewicz’s back.
Marina: What are you doing!?! NOOO!
Lasiewicz quickly steps out into the hall and shuts the door behind her. She now takes a 2×4 and wedges it between the doorknob and the floor. Marina’s screams can be heard from the other side of the door, which is shaking thanks to a series of hard thuds.
Marina: What are you doing? Let me out of here!
Lasiewicz: I’m afraid I can’t do that Marina.
Marina: You’re going to pay for this Lasiewicz!
Lasiewicz: No, in the end you’ll thank me. Thank me for saving your career. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a Revolution to quell.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Cameras return to the door that was just barred shut, trapping Marina Valdivia on the opposite side. The woman who put her in this room and barred her from exiting it, Jessica Lasiewicz, is now nowhere to be seen. But two people who do step into view, are a pair who are about to be very grateful that Marina can’t get out of her makeshift prison. An incredulous smile resides over the face of Queen Julia Noel. She leans casually against the door, tilting her head and listening to Marina’s voice belting out a tune from the other side. Mason Van Stanton, Julia’s manager, is also standing outside that door, and is equally as attune to the song filtering through it.
Marina: Ninety eight bottles of beer on the wall. Ninety eight bottles of beer….GOD I’M SO BORED. Why did I have to leave my phone in the locker-room?
Mason: Could it be because you’re a mindless twat?
Mason puts a hand over his mouth, giggling. Queen Julia smiles while also rolling her eyes.
Marina: Who-who said that? Who’s out there?
Mason: The man you can’t keep your hands off of. The man you want to strip and ravage every chance you get. The Sultan of Sexuality….
Marina: VAN STANTON!!
Mason: So you admit it then.
Marina: God help you if I get out of this room.
Mason: God? God is already standing right here next to me.
Queen Julia: Hello Marina, can you hear my voice dear?
The door thuds, reverberating as if a body were just swung into it.
Queen Julia: I will take that as a yes.
Marina: You had better open this door right now….
Queen Julia: Are you about to threaten my agent and I? Why am I not surprised to hear a pauper reduce themselves to such mindless threats of barbarism?
Mason: And believe me my Queen, everything about this inflated Hollywood bimbo is mindless. I’m surprised she can talk and walk simultaneously without falling over her own feet and busting her collagen injected lips.
Another loud thud is heard from the opposite end of the door.
Queen Julia: This is so endlessly amusing.
Marina: It won’t be amusing when I get out of this room.
Queen Julia: Another brainless threat, how predictable. What exactly would you do with your freedom? Do you recall what happened to you the previous two times that our paths intersected? I do believe it was I who left your common and bloated physique lying.
Marina: That’ll change when I get out of here.
Queen Julia: As much as this does amuse me so, I am afraid I must tear myself away for a moment. I have much scouting that remains to be done in preparation for my match this evening.
Mason: That’s right, we still need to scour the roster and find you an opponent. Let me….
Queen Julia: No. You will remain here and keep Marina company until the time arrives for another of my majestic performances.
Mason: Great.
Queen Julia: I trust you can find a means of keeping Marina entertained in my absence.
Mason: Absolutely.
Queen Julia: Splendid.
With that said Queen Julia is off, leaving Mason in the hall and Marina still trapped behind the door. Mason continues to take full advantage of Marina’s plight. He leans his shoulder against the door and speaks through it, infesting Marina’s ears with his repulsive words.
Mason: So did I ever tell you, Marina, about the first time I discovered the joys of masturbation?
Marina: Ooooooh GAAAAAWWWD….WHYYYY!?!
Mason: I was just a lad at the tender young age of nine when….
Marina: I’m pretty sure they would even ban this type of torture at GITMO…
IN-RING
Cameras cut back to the ring where the Slay Revolution is still standing. Their latest victim, Selena Frost remains sprawled across the mats, suffering from an assault that took place moments before the commercial break. Presently Victoria Salinas serves as the mouth piece for her group, speaking on behalf of herself, Tina Valentine, Prii Foote and Mary-Allison Chainz. Her words are directed at all who will listen, but her finger is directed at the barely conscious Selena at ringside.
Victoria: Look at her…look at her Orlando Cruze. What just happened to her, that’s on your head. If you had respected Tina’s request for a Queen of the Ring Title rematch we never would have had to assault Selena. But no, you’re more about degrading and depreciating the Slay Revolution than you are about doing what’s right by us. So is it any wonder then that we feel we have to assault innocents like Selena here?
Another microphone is put to use by Chainz.
Chainz: Selena is a victim of your poor booking decisions Orlando. She won some ridiculous battle royal for the number one contendership to the Queen of the Ring Championship, but that match NEVER should have happened, cause Tina had a guaranteed title rematch in her QOTR Title contract. One you decided to not just circumvent but whip out your two inch penis and piss all over. So what did the Slay Revolution do? We squatted down and pissed right on your FAKE number one contender, Selena. And we’re just getting warmed up, cause we’ll be coming after the other number one contender, Marina, next.
Victoria: And ultimately we’ll get our hands on the champ herself, Lasi…
Apparently that wait won’t be too long, because fire suddenly erupts from all four turnbuckles, lighting the faces of the Slay Revolution members. The group looks around, appearing disorientated by this strange and ominous occurrence. Eventually the flames burn away and from a plume of smoke on the stage we see Jessica Lasiewicz emerging. She is sitting Indian style on the stage and clutching a microphone in her hands.
Lasiewicz: So I’m the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow am I? You ladies make me feel so loved.
Tina: Oh but I do love you, Lasiewicz…
The crowd is all over Tina as she gets all over the microphone.
Tina: And what I love about you the most, were the sounds your body made as it rolled over the trunk of that car I ran you over with all those many-many months ago. You remember that, don’t you Lasiewicz? I hope you do. Because me running you down with a car happened when this rivalry between us wasn’t even personal. But the moment you took my championship, you took our issues to a place I will make you regret going.
Lasiewicz: There are a few things I regret, Tina, but taking this from you (lifts the title off her shoulder), is not one of those regrets.
Chainz: It will be. You know what ladies (turns back to her teammates) why go through Marina and Selena first, screw the phony contenders….
Prii: Mary’s right. We got the champ in our crosshairs right now, so how about we pull the trigger?
The Slay Revolution members are rolling out of the ring, all save for Victoria. She’s a little delayed in her exit from the ring. Chainz, Tina and Prii do not have that same issue. They are instantly out of the ring and instantly making their way up the ramp towards Lasiewicz. In spite of the threat closing in upon her, Lasiewicz smiles and then winks. That wink results in a lightning bolt shooting down from the rafters and hitting the very spot where Lasiewicz was sitting. After a bright flash that the Slay Revolution members have to shield their eyes from, Lasiewicz disappears. The confused Slay Revolution members now make their way up the ramp to the stage, looking high and low for Lasiewicz.
Meanwhile inside of the ring the Slay Revolution’s Victoria is turning her focus to the body that just rolled inside. On instinct Selena Frost drags her wounded and battered body into the squared circle. In spite of hurting from head to toe Selena actually looks to be fighting her way up to her feet. However, she’s about to endure a far more difficult fight, one brought by Victoria.
The moment Victoria swings her fist and it connects across Selena’s face referee Michelle Blacker slides in and calls for the bell to start the math that was scheduled between Victoria and Selena before the Slay Revolution jumped Selena on the ramp.
VICTORIA SALINAS VS. SELENA FROST
Victoria: You should’ve stayed on your flat ass bitch.
Victoria delivers a chop across Selena’s chest, and then follows it up with a forearm across Selena’s jaw. She then takes Selena around the neck, drags her to the center of the ring and then snaps over into the vertical suplex. Victoria then flips over backwards, maintaining the front chancery and pilling her opponent up to her seat. Victoria shows incredible strength by deadlifting Selena off of her bottom and into the air, holding her upside down for a moment before delivering a running vertical suplex.
Victoria then rolls back over to her knees, ending up beside Selena, dragging her head up by the bangs and then subjecting her face to repeated punches. Victoria then throws a headbutt for good measure. Victoria then places Selena in another front chancery and puts on another incredible display of strength, deadlifting Selena into the air. She then rushes to the center of the ring, going for a second running suplex only to have Selena counter by swinging her body and landing right of on top of Victoria’s shoulders. Selena then pulls her over into the crucifix roll up.
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Victoria manages to get her shoulder up, rolling over to her knees in the process. The commentators sound surprised that Selena ALMOST caught Victoria.
Greyson: Victoria almost got caught there.
Sparkles: Sparkles is surprised Selena is wrestling this match after getting her ass whipped before this bout began.
Greyson: Selena is one tough cookie Sparkles. When you put her back to the wall, she comes out fighting.
Selena rolls back to her feet and then rushes straight at Victoria only to be caught with a spinning powerslam. What little offense Selena was able to muster is quickly shut down by Victoria. Although Victoria COULD go for the pin in this situation she doesn’t. Instead she opts to inflict greater punishment. She grabs Selena by the wrist, pulls her over to her knees and then places her in another front chancery. She begins to lift Selena into the air for another brutal suplex. At the last second Selena’s knee comes down right into Victoria’s forehead though, causing the suplex attempt to be broken. Selena then lands right in front of Victoria and then delivers a spinning roundhouse kick straight across the side of Victoria’s skull. The blow sends Victoria spiraling across the ring and into the corner, leaning against it for support.
Selena then comes rushing in, going for a big splash in the corner. Selena leaves her feet and flies right into another foot…Victoria catching Marina in mid-air to the ja with a yakuza kick. The shot knocks Selena out of the air and onto her back.
Greyson: What a devastating kick just delivered by Victoria…..
Sparkles: Almost taking an already banged up Selena’s head off of her shoulders.
Selena rolls over backwards to her elbows and knees, clasping at her potentially fractured jaw. Victoria then rushes out of the corner and hits a devastating punt kick straight to Selena’s downturned face. The shot causes Selena to pop straight back onto her feet, staggering around and somehow remaining upright. Victoria then charges into another yakuza kick, this one missing it’s target. Selena rolls under the boot and ends up leaping to the turnbuckle behind her adversary. She jumps to the middle rope, waits for Victoria to turn around and then dives straight at her Slay Revolution opponent.
To the suprirse of everyone, no one more so than Selena, she finds her head caught in mid-air. Victoria catches Selena in a front chancery and holds her upside down into a suplex position. Victoria then takes a few steps before ultimately dropping back into the vertical suplex.
Greyson: Did you just see what I saw Sparkles?
Sparkles: Yep. Those nachos that girl in the front row is eating are just SMOTHERED in cheese.
Greyson: Noooo…I was referring to that unbelievable display of power shown by Victoria.
Yet again Victoria could go for the pin, but opts not to. Instead she forces Selena along by her seat and then crouched down behind her adversary. Victoria now places Selena in a double arm chickenwing. She then delivers several headbutts to the back of Selena’s head while keeping her arms trapped. In spite of all of this Selena begins to work her way upwards, inching her way to her feet with Victoria still trapping her adversary’s arms behind her back. Selena tries to twist her body out of the double arm chickenwing, but Victoria uses that submission to inflict even further punishment. She now lifts Selena into the air by her arms, holding her up for what looks to be the double arm chickenwing slam. Just then Victoria falls to her back and drops Selena from the double arm chickenwing lift into a rib breaker right across Victoria’s raised knees.
Selena curls into a ball, wrapping her arms around her ribs. Victoria pulls her over to her stomach and then steps onto the creases of her adversary’s knees. She then pulls Selena up into what looks like a Mexican surfboard stretch. However, instead of simply pulling back on the arms, she places them into a double arm chicken-wing.
Greyson: Unique variant on the Mexican surfboard here applied on Selena, who predictably has not been able to get herself back into this match after being assaulted by the Slay Revolution.
Speaking of the Slay Revolution, they are continuing to search the ramp and staging area for the whereabouts of Jessica Lasiewicz.
Back in the ring Selena continues to stretched and contorted at an awful angle by Victoria, who is inflicting a great amount of damage via this unorthodox submission hold. She then breaks the chickenwing and reaches around to Selena’s face, fish-hooking her nostrils and the corners of her mouth. She pulls back with all her arm strength, threatening to rip Selena’s face right from her skull. The referee starts a five count, eventually forcing Victoria to break her submissions. Instead of just outright breaking the hold though, she stands up clasping hold of Selena’s wrists, pulling them back. She then places her boot to the back of Selena’s head and hits her with curb stomp. Selena’s face is drive into the canvas and now Victoria is stepping around shaking her head.
Victoria: You see what happens Orlando? You see what happens when you try to fuck with the Slay Revolution? You put woman like this ahead of Tina? (Gestures to the struggling Selena) Woman not fit to be in the same ring with the Tina yet challenging for HER Queen of the Ring Championship. It’s BILLSHIT.
Victoria now reaches down for Selena with the intent of finishing her off. Suddenly Selena reaches up with her legs though, wrapping them around Victoria’s arm and forcing her down to the canvas, trying to flip her onto her back and into the Frost Bite. However, Victoria remains on her knees, refusing to be rolled into the cross arm breaker. Instead she uses Selena’s set up for the hold against her. Victoria stands up, forcing Selena’s lower body into the air while her forehead is still wedged to the canvas. Victoria frees her arms and then grabs the lower half of Selena’s body, lifting it even further into the air via the wheelbarrow. She then leads Selena up onto her shoulder, going for what looks to be the back drop suplex., But Selena throws repeatedly palm thrusts down into Victoria’s forehead, ultimately causing her to lose her grip on Selena.
As a result Selena is able to float over, landing on her feet behind her opponent. Selena then charges straight at Victoria, who spins around and catches her opponent with a spinning powersla…..noooo…in the midst of Victoria’s revolution into the move Selena counters via the inside cradle.
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The crowd squeals with delight before their reaction transforms to one of dread when Victoria manages to get her shoulder up.
Greyson: Selena with another very close near fall over Victoria. That definitely wouldn’t sit well with the Slay Revolution.
Selena and Victoria are left scrambling to their feet. Victoria is upright first but quickly removed from her feet when Selena delivers a sweeping kick to the crease of her knee. The shot knocks Victoria’s legs out from under her, forcing her to drop onto her seat. Selena takes advantage of her opponent’s predicament, bouncing off the cables in front of Victoria and then charging into a seated dropkick. However, Victoria leaps to her feet to avoid the blow and to catch her opposition. However, Selena drops into a baseball slide right through Victoria’s legs. She then stands up and leap frogs over the stooped Victoria, landing in front of her and then charging into the ropes. Victoria remains hunched over just long enough for Selena to ricochet from the cables then dive into the seated dropkick. Her boots nail Victoria in the forehead, sending her staggering back. Selena then rolls over backwards onto her feet and then rushes at her disorientated opposition.
Selena leaps into the air, landing on Victoria’s shoulders and dropping back into the hurricarana. But Victoria reverses it, instead rolling Selena over onto the back of her shoulders. Victoria doesn’t go for the pin though, instead she stands up, grabs Selena by the legs and forces her over to her stomach. Victoria then steps onto the creases of Selena’s knees and attempts to pull her up into the surfboard stretch.
Selena has a different idea in mind though. The moment she’s pulled up by her jaw she reaches back, wrapping an arm around Victoria’s neck. Selena manages to get her legs under her and then falls forward, countering the attempted surfboard stretch into the cold snapmare. Selena rolls along beside Victoria, ending up seated beside her opposition and then attempting a quick transition into the Frost Bite. But when Selena drops back into the submission, Victoria keeps on rolling back. She frees herself before the cross arm breaker can be applied. She then tries to step onto the creases of Selena’s knees, going for the surfboard stretch a second time. Another quick counter is made by Selena, sliding backwards and through Victoria’s legs. Victoria is stooped over with Selena stepping to her side, stepping over the back of Victoria’s bicep and preparing to flip her over forward and into the Frost Bite.
Just before the cross arm breaker grapevine can be applied, Victoria counters. She turns her body, sticks her head under Selena’s rear-end and stands up, holding her opposition in an electric chair drop position. Victoria steps to the center of the ring to deliver what should be a devastating slam, but Selena pushes herself over top of Victoria’s head, landing on her feet in front of her adversary. Selena then reaches back, taking Victoria around the neck and setting up for the Cold Snapmare a second time. But Victoria wedges a hand to Selena’s spine and shoves her off into the ropes. Selena ricochets from the cables and comes charging back into a swift, devastating yakuza kick straight under the jaw. The shot knocks Selena back and into the ropes.
She now falls against the cables, leaning against them just to keep her legs upright. Just then Tina Valentine jumps to the apron behind Selena, grabbing her arms and forcing them behind her back.
Greyson: The Slay Revolution has given up trying to fight Lasiewicz, and now their interfering in this match.
Sparkles: Tina has got hold of Selena, and Prii has got the referee’s attention.
Prii stands on the apron opposite to the one that Tina is stood upon, Prii getting the referee’s focus entirely on her. Meanwhile, behind referee Blacker’s back, Selena’s arms continue to be restrained by Tina, setting Selena up for what promises to be a very damaging blow. That’s just what Victoria has in mind when a steel chair is about to be slid into the ring by Chainz.
Greyson: Now Chainz is about to throw a chair into the ring. We all saw what Chainz did with a chair a couple of weeks ago when she crushed Ember Young’s skull with it to officially join the Slay Revolution.
The chair ends up at Victoria’s feet and she now stoops down to pick it up. She lines up to deliver a shot to Selena’s ribs, with Selena’s arms still pinned behind her back by Tina and Prii still keeping the ref’s attention squarely on her. Victoria now rushes in with the chair to crush Selena’s ribs but Selena drops down out of the way at the last second, avoiding the blow. She then rolls out of the ring to the outside mats. Victoria keeps baiting her to get back inside while Tina, Chainz and Prii step up to her sides. All four members of the Slay Revolution DEMAND that Selena return to the ring. The referee tries to get Victoria’s teammates out of the squared circle, but they pay no credence to her orders. Instead their focus is on Selena, who is agonizing at ringside but seriously debating getting back into the ring.
Greyson: Oh God, don’t tell me….don’t tell me Selena is actually thinking about getting in that ring and fighting all four members of the Slay Revolution by herself.
Sparkles: That’s precisely what the Ice Queen is thinking.
Greyson: But her back, it HAS to be injured after the beating she took outside of the ring.
Selena doesn’t care, she begins to answer to the beckoning call of the Slay Revolution. She’s clearly not thinking straight, climbing up slowly to the apron and preparing to get in the ring against all four of her adversaries, including the one still holding the chair.
Suddenly another explosion of fire erupts from all four turnbuckles, coinciding with the dimming of the lights. The arena is cast into total and completely darkness for a short period.
Greyson: Lasiewicz is at it again.
Sparkles: Our own personal Carrie is putting those smoke and period tricks of her into practice.
When the lights return to their normal radiance we find all four members of the Slay Revolution in the ring but there is no Selena Frost on the apron. She’s absolutely nowhere to be found, a source of confusion for the Slay Revolution members currently spinning in circles around the ring. Finally their focus shifts from where Selena Was standing to where Jessica Lasiewicz IS standing. The Queen of the Ring Champion occupies the stage, wearing her title and wagging her finger back and forth.
Lasiewicz: No-no-no, I don’t think so.
BACKSTAGE
Mason: And then when I turned fourteen I discovered ‘lubricant.’
Marina: The horror….the horror!!
The trials of Marina Valdivia continue. At the moment she remains barred in a dressing room backstage, the door to it pinned shut by a 2×4 slanted between the knob and the floor. Mason Van Stanton is also slanted, leaning against the very doorway he’s speaking through, regaling Marina with the most inappropriate, stomach churning tales one could ever be forced to endure.
Mason: That discovery opened a whole new world of possibilities. Would you like to know Marina, how many times I’ve used lubricant when thinking about you?
Marina: NO…God no…Don’t even…DON’T EVEN!
Mason: Oh rats…
Mason peeks at his wrist watch.
Mason: Looks like I’ll have to finish this story later, and there is much to tell. At the moment though, I have to go and find my enchanting client, who is about to make another bow at her feet much as you have been forced to do over the past several weeks.
Marina: Run along then, and run FAST. Because I’m getting out of this room soon, and the second I do I’ll come looking for you.
Mason: Splendid. I will have the lubricant ready then.
A laughing Van Stanton moves away from the door that Marina is still trapped behind.
Marina: I so need a shower right now.
Paul: No young lady, I can think of something you need a lot more.
The second Mason Van Stanton is out of view, his rival agent, Paul Garrett comes strolling along. Paul stops right beside the door Marina is trapped behind, but his eyes never leave the departing Mason, the very man who set Paul up to be ambushed in the ring two weeks ago on this very telecast. Eventually those eyes turn from Mason, to the 2×4 that wedges the door Marina is barricaded behind shut.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Lasiewicz: You and Marina helped me prevent making a bad decision last week, tonight was just about returning the favor.
Selena: Oh, didn’t mean to sound ungrateful…
Moments after Queen of the Ring Champion Jessica Lasiewicz came to the aid of Selena Frost in the ring, the pair now stand talking backstage. Selena is still reeling from the assault the Slay Revolution perpetrated against her, and the fact that Lasiewicz was the one who prevented that assault from costing Selena her match.
Selena:…It’s just, well, I was under the impression that you weren’t my biggest fan.
Lasiewicz: Oh don’t get me wrong, I still don’t particularly like you, but you did me a solid, and now I’ve done a solid for you in return. So when you, Marina and I step into that ring for my title at Last Stand, I will have no scruples or no hesitation about what I have to do to the two of you to retain my championship.
Lasiewicz turns away from Selena and makes her way down the corridor. However, she doesn’t get very far before running straight into another woman she’s not the biggest fan of, Ember Young. The highly volatile Ember stands shoulder to shoulder with her boyfriend Dakota Dark, the pair staring down Lasiewicz.
Ember: How disappointing.
Lasiewicz: Czy jest coś złego ?
Ember: English please. Not everyone here is bilingual.
Lasiewicz: Oh sorry, I’ll try to dumb things down to accommodate my audience. Is there something wrong?
Ember: A lot actually. You just had a chance to take down the Slay Revolution. You had an opportunity to take them out after you pulled your Elvira Mistress of the Dark act and dimmed the lights. But instead of going after the Slay Revolution, what did you do under the veil of darkness? You saved Selena Frost, that’s it. Instead of pulling Selena away from the ring, the two of you should have teamed up and….
Lasiewicz: Stop right there Ember. You, better than anyone else, knows what happens when I team with others to fight the Slay Revolution.
Ember: Yeah, I do know, and our past blunders when TRYING to work together against those bitches is exactly why I stayed away from the ring tonight and opted to give you the chance to deal with the Slay Revolution yourself. But talk about a total let-down. Instead of going after the Slay Revolution, you played a little smoke and mirrors, prevented Selena from going it alone, and that was it….THAT WAS IT. Nothing…nadda…no retribution against the Slay Revolution….
Lasiewicz: If you have such a problem with my methods, then why don’t you go out there and deal with the Slay Revolution yourself?
Ember: Believe me, I’m fighting every bit of my impulses right now to not rush out there and get some revenge on those gutter sluts for bashing me in the head with a chair….
Lasiewicz: What’s stopping you?
Dakota: That would be me.
Ember’s boyfriend steps up and slides his arm over Ember’s shoulder.
Dakota: I reminded Ember that every time she’s done something impulsive it usually ends up blowing up in her face.
Lasiewicz: So you told her to be a bit more calculating then in her revenge against the Slay Revolution?
Dakota: Exactly.
Lasiewicz: Funny, because that’s exactly the same strategy that the two of you are faulting me for using.
Ember scowls and Dakota nods, not arguing with this comment.
Ember: We want results….
Lasiewicz: And I’ll deliver them.
Ember: No, I’LL deal with the Slay Revolution. So why don’t you go on playing with the light switches little girl while I put the Slay Revolution’s lights out permanently.
IN-RING
Mason: Bow you scoundrels…bow you fiends…bow you peasants…
A huge golden throne is set up at ringside and Queen Julia Noel has taken a seat on top of it. All the while her agent Mason Van Stanton occupies the ring, microphone in hand, shouting at the fans to show proper respects to his majesty. The commentators Sparkles and Greyson Lovejoy pay Queen Julia no such honors.
Greyson: This show keeps getting weirder by the second.
Sparkles: By the nanosecond.
Greyson: Indeed. We transition from Jessica Lasiewicz employing her supernatural powers to Queen Julia Noel insisting we bow and grovel at her feet.
Sparkles: Sparkles has no trouble groveling, especially if the feet Sparkles is groveling at have been washed recently.
Mason speaks to the masses with the same amount of respect he’d be addressing towards the hind parts of a dog.
Mason: You people dishonor my queen by refusing to bow in commemoration of her regal air and majestic presence? How dare you…HOW DARE YOU ALL. Perhaps the opponent we have selected for Queen Julia this evening will be a bit more appreciative. Let us find out if there are any amongst the IWC roster who value and cherish Noel as the Queen that she is. Would the opponent my queen has chosen to face this evening please step forth?
All eyes veer to the curtains which soon open to accommodate the arrival of RJ Lynn.
Sparkles: Who is that?
Greyson: That’s….honestly I have no earthly idea…It’s who Queen Julia selected as her opponent this evening.
Sparkles: Why does she get to pick her own opponents?
Greyson: Because she honestly believes she’s queen and as thus entitled to such perks.
Sparkles: Why pick RJ Lynn though?
Greyson: The same reason she selected to face Lilith Evans two weeks ago after Lilith had already competed in a match against Amanda Blayze.
Sparkles: Easy pickins?
Greyson: Exactly.
QUEEN JULIA NOEL VS. RJ LYNN
RJ Lynn is looking very excited to be in the spotlight for the first time in her IWC career, and she looks to make the most of this opportunity. Already Queen Julia is making her way across the ring and extending her hand, looking to show a little sportsmanship. RJ eagerly reaches out to reciprocate the handshake only to receive a boot to the gut instead. RJ doubles over and then Julia drops her with an absolutely sickening superkick directly under the jaw.
Sparkles: OH SNAP!
Greyson: Julia….
Sparkles: Queen Julia.
Greyson: GOD DAMMIT…QUEEN JULIA…
Sparkles: Better.
Greyson:…she just lured RJ in and then knocked her teeth out with that superkick.
Queen Julia backs up and yawns. Her manager at ringside is a bit more expressive however, hooping and hollering around the ringside area like he just witnessed a nip slip during a Superbowl half time show. He only gets louder as he observes the Queen of Camelot throwing RJ’s throat over the middle rope then standing on RJ’s upper back. She holds the top rope and pushes down with her feet, putting all of her weight into the back of the RJ, strangling her throat across the middle cable. The official starts a five count and Julia steps down off of her opponent. She now grabs RJ by the wrist, pulls her to the center of the ring and takes her by the palm.
Queen Julia: I do not shake hands with commoners.
She uses the palm that she is squeezing to drag RJ into a powerful t-bone suplex. RJ rolls across the canvas holding her spine and eventually getting to her knees. Julia now approaches her, walking right into a headbutt to the gut. Julia staggers back and now RJ lunges to her feet then lunges into the air. Her knee cracks Julia square in the jaw, sending her reeling backwards.
Greyson: Look at RJ….
Sparkles: Does Sparkles have to?
Greyson: She’s actually giving Queen Julia the last thing she was expecting, a competitive match.
Julia is still staggering while RJ is running. She springs to the middle rope and then flies off, twisting back towards Julia and then catching her around the neck. The tornado DDT connects, driving Queen Julia’s skull square into the canvas. Julia flips over to her back and RJ is crawling into the cover, hooking the Queen’s legs.
Greyson: I can’t believe RJ Is about to beat the Queen.
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The crowd is about to come out of their seats and react in disbelief, but Julia dashes any of these unreal expectations when she gets her shoulder up. The Queen twists away from RJ, who is in disbelief that her tornado DDT was just kicked out of. It takes a moment to get over her surprise but RJ finally gets her focus back on the match. She grabs the Queen by the head, forcing her up to her feet and positioning her for another tornado DDT. RJ rushes into the cables in front of Julia and then springs off the middle one. She goes twisting back towards Julia and catches her around the neck. However, in the midst of RJ’s swing into the DDT, Julia manages to get hands into RJ’s gut, shoving her back.
RJ lands on her feet and then comes charging right at Julia only to be caught with a drop toe hold that sends RJ’s throat plummeting directly into the middle rope. RJ’s neck snaps back viciously, the whiplash sending her back peddling into the waiting arms of the Queen…no…the waiting choke of the Queen. She spins RJ around, traps her head in a front chancery choke and then wraps her legs around RJ’s waist. Julia drops to her back, pulling RJ with her down into the Guillotine Choke.
Greyson: Julia….
Sparkles: Queen Julia…
Greyson:…she’s got the Guillotine locked in on RJ.
And it takes all of about two seconds before RJ begins tapping out to it.
Greyson: There’s the submission.
Sparkles: RJ fought it much longer than Sparkles thought she would.
The tap out continues, why, because Queen Julia has yet to break the hold. The referee insists she unleash RJ but Julia isn’t letting up, in fact, she just applies even more pressure on the submission. Finally once RJ stops moving Julia releases her. RJ rolls almost lifelessly to her back, gasping desperately for air. At the same time Mason is entering the ring and bowing at the feet of his risen Queen. Julia stands over her fallen opponent and her kneeling manager with an annoyed expression on her face. Mason picks up on that agitation, realizing what’s wrong, the fact that RJ isn’t bowing as well.
Mason: How dare you, you will bow to my QUEEN!
Queen Julia: Yes, bow you peasant.
Queen Julia’s victory was easily achieved, but forcing RJ Lynn to bow at her feet isn’t as simple. Julia stands over her vanquished foe, who is hurting from bangs to toe nails.
Queen Julia: Bow.
RJ kneels on the canvas in front of Julia but refuses to bow down at her feet, so Mason helps her. The agent rushes in behind RJ and gives her a swift kick to the back of her skull. The shot knocks RJ down to her elbows, FORCED into a bow in front of the smiling Julia.
Queen Julia: There, was that so difficult?
A microphone has been taken into Mason’s hands, his disgusting voice adding to this disgusting scene.
Mason: You will all bow down to the Queen. You will all pledge fealty to your ruler. Much like Marina Valdivia, Selena Frost, and ultimately Jessica Lasiewicz, you will worship the beautiful and breathtaking Noel. And speaking of groveling, that’s exactly what the PIG, Paul Ignatius Garrett will do when he and I collide at Last Stand. His fat, blubbery body will kneel before Van Stanton…KNEEL BEFORE VAN STANTON…KNEEEEEL BEFORE VAN STAAAAANTTOOON!
Paul: Sorry to disappoint you Mason…
The crowd comes alive at the sight of Paul Garrett in his bright purple suit moving to the stage. One super-agent standing on the stage, stares at another super-agent standing in the ring.
Paul: But I’m not the kneeling type…especially while wearing thousand dollar suits. See, unlike yourself Mason, I don’t purchase my clothing at the Salvation Army.
Mason: How dare you. I only wear the finest thread knitted by virgins in the East Indies….
Paul: Whatever Mason. Your words are just as cheap as your clothing, and I’m going to make you choke on those words right along with my fists at Last Stand. Not only am I going to beat you at the pay-per-view, but my new client will making quite the splash in the Rumble.
Mason: Big words from a big man. You listen here Stay Puffed….I am not afraid of you, because at Last Stand I will prove that I am undoubtedly the greatest manager to have ever existed. And on that same night my Queen will prove that she is every bit the inspiration demanding of worship.
Paul: Well Mason, it would seem that I’m not the only one who disagrees with you….
Paul’s hand, that was tucked behind his back this whole time, moves around in front of him, revealing a 2×4 hanging from his palm. It takes a moment for Mason and Queen Julia to realize that it’s the very board that was used to barricade Marina Valdivia in a room backstage. The crowd truly goes nuts when Valdivia’s theme music blasts through the PA system. It doesn’t take long for Marina to step through the curtains, take the 2×4 right out of Paul’s hands and then go rushing straight for the ring.
Sparkles: Marina is free….
Greyson: And she’s gonna use that freedom to make Julia….
Sparkles: Queen Julia….
Greyson: …choke on all those words she and Mason Van Stanton were using to degrade Marina while she was trapped in that room.
Sparkles: Now it’s Queen Julia and Mason trapped…in the ring with Marina.
The fans are bouncing off the walls at the sight of Marina entering the ring with the 2×4 still in hand. She is about to swing that board at Queen Julia, when Mason jumps at Marina’s legs, latching onto her ankle. Marina takes her focus off of Julia for just a moment, and it’s the only moment Julia needs to take advantage. She leaps into the superkick, the same move that has laid Marina out over the past several weeks. And this week IT MISSES….
Marina swings the 2×4 straight into the inbound boot, cracking Queen Julia in the foot. Julia screams in pain, limping away from Marina, who rushes right in behind the Queen and bashes her over the back with the 2×4. The shot sends Julia spiraling into the ropes and falling through them to the outside mats. Marina then turns with the 2×4 aimed at the kneeling Mason.
Marina: You got that lube handy? I’m going to need it to shove this 2×4 all the way up your ass.
The 2×4 is inches away from Mason’s skull before he goes rolling under the ropes to the outside of the ring. He then dashes to Queen Julia helping her up and ultimately holding her back. She tries to get back into the ring and go at it with Marina, who isn’t backing down or showing even an iota of fear.
BACKSTAGE
Cameras transition away from one challenger for the Queen of the Ring Title to another. After her stand against the Slay Revolution in the ring, Selena Frost now lingers in the interview area where correspondent Susie Moore is located, microphone in hand and eager smile on her face.
Susie: Holy Bahama Mama, Selena Frost, what are your thoughts on just seeing California All-Star puttin’ a whoopin’ on the Queen?
Selena: Although my back is in so much pain right now, I’m still wearing a HUGE smile on my face. So that should just show how happy I am that Marina just held her very own Wintervention in that ring. Seems to be the theme of the night, taking a stand, which is ironic considering the event we’re building to, Last Stand. This evening I’ve taken a stand against the Slay Revolution, Jessica Lasiewicz has taken a stand against the Slay Revolution as well, and Marina Valdivia just took a stand against our common foe Queen Julia. At the pay-per-view however, when the Queen of the Ring Championship is on the line between Lasiewicz, Valdivia and myself, only one of us can stand, and stand tall with title in hand. And that lady, will be me.
The Snow Queen takes a ‘chilling,’ pun intended, glare at the camera.
Selena: Winter is coming. Believe it!
Selena walks away, leaving an ubber excited Susie behind.
Susie: Boy, that match is gonna be more amazing than the Delta Ultra Megazord.
Blayze: That SHOULD be a great match….
A jumpy Susie almost leaps right out of her alabaster skin when addressed by Amanda Blayze, one of the most proficient grapplers on the IWC roster.
Blayze: But you know what might have made that triple threat for the Queen of the Ring Title at Last Stand just a smidgeon better? If I were the one defending the championship in that match, which would be a reality if it weren’t for a group known as Silas World.
Susie: Did they do something bad to you to keep you from winning the title? I knew I couldn’t trust them. I’m convinced they stole my My Little Pony doll.
Blayze: Are you talking about the one sticking out of your pocket right now?
Susie: OH!
A giddy Susie takes the pony out of her own pocket and begins to comb its mane.
Susie: I was so lost without you, Pinkie Pie.
Blayze: Do you two want a minute alone?
Susie: No, heck-no. Play with us Amanda, you won’t regret it, cause you know what they say, friendship is magical.
Blayze: Yeeeeeaaah, the only thing I regret at the moment is not doing something about Silas World in the very beginning. Maybe if I had stood up to Silas Mason the second he arrived in the IWC, and started spreading all of these disgusting rumors about Orlando Cruze and I, he wouldn’t have the power he has right now, and the forces to protect him, forces like that Disciplinarian bitch, Mrs. Budde, who cost me the Queen of the Ring Title…
Susie: The same mean girl who knocked you a couple weeks ago.
Blayze: One in the same. I’ll have my retribution on her though, and on all of Silas World, but it won’t be by knocking them out. No, come Last Stand, come the Rumble match, I won’t be knocking out anyone, I’ll be throwing out everyone, including any member of Silas World who tries to once again stand between me and title gold.
Susie: You seem just as determined to bring down Silas World as Susie is to be reunited with her My Little Pony doll.
Blayze: Ugh, it’s in your hand Susie….
Susie: I’m talking about my OTHER My Little Pony doll.
Blayze: Did you check your OTHER pocket?
Susie: Oh…
Another My Pet Pony is fished from Wilde’s blue jeans.
Susie: How dare you run off on me Twilight Sparkle.
Blayze: You actually said something right though, Susie, shockingly. I am bound and determined to end Silas World at any cost. For God sakes, I was actually even willing to listen to Scott Cannon’s plans to destroy his former allies. Yes, I, the woman Scott drugged to the point of near death, was so desperate to get rid of Silas World, I was actually tempted by his offer to hear him out. That should just go to show how serious I am in my goal to rid the wrestling world of Silas and his clients.
Susie: Yeah, I saw you sitting in your car and talking to Scott’s gal-pal Mika Kozlov two weeks ago.
Blayze: Unfortunately there’s only so much temptation I can turn down, and Mika was very persuasive in convincing me to listen to Scott’s plots. But I plead a case of temporary insanity. I realize now that accepting one evil into my life to take another evil out of it….no….not the best idea.
Susie: Like mixing chocolate and macaroni & cheese?
Blayze: Yes….like that. Anyway, I now know that if I’m going to bring down Silas World, I can’t rely on people who are just as bad if not worse than they are. So I won’t be listening to anything that Scott, or Mika, or any of New Eden have planned. Instead, I should turn to people more like my partner this evening, Gavin Taylor, who is going to help me fire a shot straight through Silas World’s heart when I bring down their enforcer, their disciplinarian, Mrs. Budde in that ring in a few moments.
Susie: Oh yeah, you and Gavin team together tonight to take on Mrs. Budde and Kellen Jeffries….
Blayze: Yes we do.
Susie: You and Gavin being a team will be almost as awesome a mesh up as Cartoon All-Stars to the Rescue.
Blayze: Yeah, agreed. And that AWESOME team is going to be responsible for removing an integral part of Silas World….Mrs. Budde…
Blayze turns to the camera.
Blayze: I won’t wait till Last Stand to eliminate you…I’m doing it in the ring right here on Riot!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Once again we find Amanda Blayze backstage mere moments after declaring her intention to destroy Silas World’s disciplinarian Mrs. Budde. She is presently on her way to the ring to make good on that promise.
Chris Cannon: Hey um, Amanda.
Blayze comes to an abrupt halt when finding herself staring down Scott Cannon’s brother, Chris, and Chris’ wife Kelcey Wallace. The pair approaches Blayze, who is naturally inclined to clinch her knuckles, preemptively preparing herself for whatever might happen.
Chris: Sorry if we caught you off guard.
Blayze: No worries. After all my problems with Silas World, it’s pretty hard to sneak up on me.
Kelcey: We’re going to be direct with you here Amanda, we need your help.
Blayze: My help?
Kelcey: We’ve heard that Scott has been requesting a meeting with you for weeks now to discuss plans for bringing down Silas World.
Blayze: Yeah, and I was this close (holds fingers up and only a centimeter apart) to trusting him. I blame that mafia kick Mrs. Budde gave me a few weeks ago for that lapse in judgment, must of knocked me loopier than I thought.
Chris: We need you to go through with that meeting.
Blayze: You….wait…wait….you need to me to what?
Kelcey: We know we’re asking a lot after what Scott did to you, but we desperately need your help here. Scott won’t agree to talk to us, but if we can lure him someplace and get the drop on him, we can FORCE him to hear what we have to say…
Chris: And maybe break whatever spell New Eden have placed him under.
Blayze: Hmmmm, and why would I agree to do this?
Kelcey: As three people who have felt the brunt of Silas World’s mindgames, I would think we had a common understanding.
Blayze: Yeah, but it seems like your little plan here would be to Scott’s benefit. And I am in no way willing to help Scott whatsoever. So I’m sorry, but my answer is no…..
Kelcey: Amanda….
In a bold and borderline reckless act Kelcey reaches out and puts her hands on Blayze’s shoulders.
Kelcey: I always took up for you when Taylor and Silas World made their accusations about you. I refused to believe that you were what Silas and his cronies were calling you. Don’t make me regret that decision. Besides, you’re not just helping Scott, you’re helping us, and you’re helping Taylor. If we get to Scott, he’ll help us reach our friend, and we can bring both of them home.
A deep breath is taken by Blayze.
Blayze: I got a match right now against Kellen Jeffries and Mrs. Budde….
Kelcey sighs in despair.
Blayze: But after that match is over, tell me what your plan is and I’ll see what I can do.
Kelcey smiles in delight.
The focus of Amanda Blayze remains on her tag match at the moment, hence why she is parting company with Chris and Kelcey. She makes her way down the corridor, leaving the married couple behind to continue plotting. And speaking of plotting, it seems the person emerging from a room behind their backs is doing quite a bit of plotting herself. Silas World’s Mrs. Budde steps out into the hall with arms crossed and a snide grin upturning the corners of her mouth.
IN-RING
”Cocky” by Kid Rock is now playing over the PA system and Kellen Jeffries is making his way to the ring to the tunes of his entrance music. Conspicuous by his absence is Kellen’s advisor, Spencer Klein. The commentators instantly take notice of this.
Greyson: It looks like we’re ready for one of the biggest Riot main events I can recall in quite some time. We’re about to get a little intergender tag team action as Kellen Jeffries teams up with Silas World’s Mrs. Budde to take on Evolution Champion Gavin Taylor and Amanda Blayze. Kellen hasn’t had the best of luck lately when it’s come to our Evolution Champion either.
Sparkles: Yeah, which makes it all the weirder than Spencer Klein wouldn’t be at Kellen’s side to support him like he always is.
Greyson: No clue where Spencer is tonight, but your right, seems odd that he wouldn’t be backing the number one contender for the Evolution Championship, especially after Kellen verbally skewered Klein for not having his back on the last NewAge.
Sparkles: And we all saw what that culminated too…
VIDEO PACKAGE
NEW AGE
A brief video package highlights what went down between Kellen Jeffries and Evolution Champion Gavin Taylor on the last edition of NewAge. We see Kellen competing for the Pure Title, taking on William Mason in a very competitive bout. All the while members of La Onda are circling the ring, having Kellen’s back during the contest. It seems Kellen is about to close in on victory when he goes to the apron and requests the use of a steel chair. Just then Gavin Taylor emerges from the crowd, steps under Kellen and running powerbombs him off the apron and through the announce table.
IN-RING
We come back live to find a close up of the announce table, and it is once again being dissected. This time a body isn’t being thrown through it, a body is tearing it apart. Kellen Jeffries is ripping the protective covering away and now removing the monitors.
Greyson: Hey come on.
Sparkles: Sparkles was watching episodes of Dr. Who on there.
Greyson: Why is Kellen ripping our announce table to pieces?
All becomes a bit clearer when Kellen takes something from his back pocket, a can of spray-paint. He puts that can to use marking the table’s surface, leaving not one but three ‘x’s’ across the table’s surface. Kellen then slaps the center ‘x.’
Kellen: X marks the spot Gavin….x marks the spot.
Kellen now backs away from the announce table and towards the ring where he will compete with the Evolution Champion.
Greyson: What does Kellen mean by that?
Sparkles: Like you don’t know, Lovejoy. Gavin’s ass is so going through our announce table, just like Kellen’s did on NewAge.
Greyson: Hasn’t our announce table suffered enough abuse?
Sparkles: It’s Gavin’s body that’s going to suffer even worse abuse when Kellen gets his hands on it.
Greyson: Kellen determined to put Gavin through our table and send a message to the Champ on the eve of their huge Evolution Title bout at Last Stand. Will Kellen make good on his vow to put Gavin through the table? We’ll find out…next.
Kellen paces in the ring, eyes focused on the entry way, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the man who put him through a table last week. It remains to be seen if that favor will be returned this evening or not.
BACKSTAGE
We now find Madison Chase, Gavin Taylor’s wife, standing in the hallway just outside of her husband’s dressing room. She is wearing Gavin’s Evolution Title over her shoulder and is peeking into his room through a crack in the door. We not only hear the words shared between husband and wife, but what resembles the sound of a loud popping noise.
Gavin: This was not your smartest idea Maddie.
Madison: Are you kidding me? This is the most genius idea I’ve had since using the toaster to make chicken noodle soup.
Gavin: We still haven’t gotten the burn marks out of the kitchen counter, Maddie.
Madison: You just listen here mister, I’m not about to watch you go out there without protection, especially when Kellen is threatening to put you through the announce table. So throw on the present I bought you and stop complaining,
The voices of the commentators once again filter into the background.
Greyson: What gift did Maddie buy Gavin?
Sparkles: Sparkles could care less what gift it is….Sparkles is just happy to see Maddie. More Maddie equals happy Sparkles.
Greyson: Even more intrigue surrounding this pending tag team match we’re moments away from seeing. Kellen Jeffries obviously intends on putting Gavin through our announce table, but form the sounds of it, Gavin came prepared for that likelihood. I’m equal parts excited and horrified at the thought of what we could be able to see.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
The very same pimply stagehand we saw threatened backstage by New Eden’s Krauzer two weeks ago, is making his way down a hall. He eventually stops right outside of the door leading to Silas World’s dressing room, tentatively reaching out and knocking at it. That door slowly opens with Mrs. Budde sticking her head out into the hall and clutching her yard stick.
Mrs. Budde: You’re late, and I won’t tolerate tardiness.
The yard stick swings and hit the Stagehand in his fanny.
Mrs. Budde: Get in here….
Stagehand: Yes ma’am.
The moment he steps into the room he’s no longer hit with the yard stick but with the words of Marie Jones. She is leaning back in a chair and eyeing the young guest with an expression of annoyance.
Marie: We hear you make a good messenger. If that’s true, can I trust you to deliver a message for me to Mika Kozlov?
MRS. BUDDE & KELLEN JEFFRIES VS. AMANDA BLAYZE & GAVIN TAYLOR
As we come back from commercial, the camera cuts between Kellen Jeffries who is stood in the center of the ring, looking up the ramp way and waiting patiently, and to the announce table, and the three x’s which he spray painted on the table earlier.
Greyson: For those just joining us, we have had three x’s sprayed on our table thanks to Kellen Jeffries…who has promised to put Gavin through them.
Sparkles: Does he not care…these tables are not cheap you know
The strobe lights begin to shine all over the arena…..
Suddenly the drums of “Sick” by Adelita’s Way begin to blast throughout the arena…..
The sound of nails scratching a chalk board can be heard as Ms. Budde ascends from the floor of the ramp way scratching her board and turning her head over her shoulder looking out into the crowd with a sinister look on her face…..
Ms. Budde holding her trusted “Yard Stick”…..
She gyrates her body some to entice the crowd as she turns around and begins to walk down to the ring…..
Ms. Budde slowly turns to look at the fans and yells at them; taking a swing with the Yard Stick as they duck, laughing some. “The Disciplinarian” stands in the middle and looks around at the crowd with a sneer in her face…..
Greyson: She looks ready to send another message to Amanda Blayze here tonight, and you have to wonder what it was she was talking about with Silas World moments ago.
Sparkles: You can bet it won’t be good…
VIDEO
A brief video package shows what happened four weeks ago on Riot when Mrs. Budde knocked Blayze out with the mafia kick. It then cuts to NewAge three weeks ago recapping Blayze jumping Mrs. Budde in the backstage area, and then Mrs. Budde jumping Blayze on the ramp during Blayze’s entrance to the ring.
IN-RING
Greyson: As you can see, lots of issues heading into this match which should be a classic war
Sparkles: Things have seriously gotten heated between Mrs. Budde and Blayze, and their set to take their problems to another level here in this tag match.
The intro of “Warriors of the World (United)” by Manowar blares into the arena, generating thunderous cheers from the crowd.
<P.Then, as the song begins, Amanda Blayze emerges through the smoke and comes down toward the ring, high fiving fans as the arena continues to erupt with thunderous cheers. When, she reaches the ringside area, she stands there taking in the atmosphere of the arena as the fans continue to show their reactions. Then, she takes off her vest and reveals herself to the crowd, which fires up the crowd even more. She then climbs up the apron and jumps over the ropes to enter the ring.
Seconds later, she runs up two of the opposite ring posts, jumps onto the ropes and extends her arms with a traditional Hawaiian Shaka signal with her extended hands, taking in the atmosphere while the crowd reaction continues and the cameras flashing. After going through her ritual, Amanda jumps down and does pre-match stretches her eyes never leaving Ms. Budde who simply smirks
Greyson: Amanda has made it clear she has had enough of Silas World, and plans to get them out of her life for good by winning Last Stand 2.
Sparkles: That’s the problem with Silas though, he doesn’t simply go away, and I’m sure if she did win Last Stand, it wouldn’t be the last of it.
“Cut the music”
All eyes go to the top of the ramp where Madison Chase had made her way out, holding a mic and wearing a ‘Man-Goat’ t-shirt.
Madison: Kellen, I know what you have promised this evening, and I’m not stupid…
She pauses for a moment as the camera shifts to the announce table branded with three x’s by Kellen, marking the very spot he intends on putting Maddie’s husband through.
Madison: No…I’m not stupid, I’m not sending Gavin out here without the proper protection from you and your little games. And no, I’m not talking about the protective cup that I mistook for a gas mark, which believe me, got me into quite an awkward position, I’m talking about the kind of protection that will keep him safe, should you try to put him through an announce table. So…without further ado…
The lights around the arena begin to flicker as “Whoa Is Me” by Down With Webster starts to play over the arena.
Whoa is me
I’m so whoa
See me decked out from my head to my toe
Whoa is me
I’m so whoa
Everywhere I go I’m a one man show
And the song continues…
Gavin walks out onto the ramp way, Madison clapping as we see he is wearing a full body bubble wrap suit
Greyson: What is he wearing?
Sparkles: That Greyson is genius…Madison Chase is a genius I tell you
Say whoa (whoa)
The more I feel it whoa (whoa)
The more I need it whoa (whoa)
You say whoa
Whoa is me
I’m so whoa
Gavin walks down towards the ramp with swagger. He smirks as he gets to the ring standing at the side of Amanda Blayze who looks him up and down, Gavin turning to her and saying ‘what’
The song continues…
I cheated to get what I got
Stepped all over you self for my spot
I bet you I’m winning, I bet that you’re not
I bet you don’t see me, I bet you get caught
Greyson: As we stated, lots of issues here…this is not going to be a wrestling clinic that’s for sure
Sparkles: Classic IWC action coming up folks, discipline and bubble wrap…sounds like a normal day at home for Sparkles.
Gavin and Amanda rush the ring, the referee calling for the bell and getting this match underway. In one corner Ms. Budde and Amanda Blayze trade rights and lefts, whilst in the other Gavin is pushed back against the ropes and then scooped up into a slam, the sounds of the bubble wrap popping on the mat sounding around the arena
Greyson: What was that?
Sparkles: Sounds like my time in the Bronx
Greyson: You never lived in the Bronx
Sparkles: Sparkles drove though it really fast once
The referee forces Budde and Blayze apart, forcing them to their corners, whilst Kellen continues to have the upper hand, whipping Gavin into the ropes, before kicking him in the gut, dropping his leg across the back of Taylor’s neck with a Fameasser
Greyson: Some good early offence from Kellen here, taking it to Gavin
Kellen picks Gavin to his feet and tries to rip at the protective bubble wrap but Gavin forces him off with a huge left hand which connects on Kellen’s jaw, before then taking him down with a short arm clothesline. Gavin drops down and hooks Kellen’s head, driving his knee into the back of Jeffries spine. The referee checks for a Choke but is happy with the hold, Kellen having no choice but to get to his feet, driving his elbow into the stomach of Kellen, accompanied by the sounds of bubble wrap popping once again. Taylor lets go and Jeffries looks to capitalize, throwing a shot which Gavin blocks, taking Kellen to the mat once again with an arm drag. His wife Maddie claps excitedly at ringside.
Greyson: Well, we didn’t think there would be much wrestling, but Taylor proving us wrong
Sparkles: He is the Evolution champion
Greyson: I know that, but there is a lot of hatred here…I would expect a lot less that I am seeing in the way of wrestling.
Kellen once again gets to his feet, his arm twisted up behind his back. He runs towards the corner and at the last moment nips down, causing Gavin’s head to slam into the turnbuckle, sending him back and into the center of the ring. Kellen drops his knee straight intro the chest of Taylor, before dragging him over to his corner and tagging in Ms. Budde. Budde immediately slaps Taylor across the face, staggering him back into the corner. Budde runs in, driving a Corner Clothesline into his throat, then as he staggers out the corner, grabbing the back of his head and driving it straight down and into the mat. She turns him onto his back and goes for the cover
1…
Taylor kicks out quickly and to Budde’s annoyance, but she doesn’t hesitate, and grabs Gavin by the back of his neck, driving him into the steel ring post with his shoulder. This doesn’t hurt as much as it usually would due to the suit, but as he sits in the corner she runs in and drives her knee into his face.
Greyson: The Evolution Champion being schooled by Ms. Budde here, and he needs to get out of this flunk and fast
Budde picks him up to his feet again, and whips him into the ropes, catching him on the way back with the Golden Rule Leg Lariat, which takes Taylor once again down and to the mat. Ms. Budde goes for the pin fall attempt
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2…
Taylor kicks out again, Budde arguing with the referee, before dragging Taylor to Kellen in their corner.
Greyson: Jeffries and Budde really isolating Taylor and not allowing him to get going
Kellen grabs Taylor by his head but then decides to instead Hip Toss him across the ring, again accompanied by the noise of bubble wrap popping.
Sparkles: Grrrr…makes me duck every time.
Kellen picks Gavin to his feet, and lifts him up, dropping him stomach first onto his knee with a Gut Buster. He then takes a moment to mock the fans, and indeed Amanda Blayze who holds out her hand for a tag. Gavin is too dazed however, Kellen doing a real number, mocking him by slapping him across the face.
Greyson: It has to be frustrating for Amanda, not being able to help, but Budde and Jeffries have been totally dominant from the start of this match up
Sparkles: They are working well, I’ll like the chance to work with Ms. Budde and that yard stick…can you imagine those thighs around…
Greyson: I think we’ll leave that there thank you.
Kellen scoops him up, placing him onto the turnbuckle whilst climbing up in front of him
Greyson: NO…this will not be pretty
Sparkles: Kellen going for the Super-duper-mega- Plex
Kellen holds his arm aloft, but Gavin punches him in the face, and then again, Kellen rocking in this precarious position. Gavin then hooks his head, leaping forwards and planting Kellen into the mat with a Facebuster. Both men are left in the ring unmoving, as the referee begins a count
1…
2…
3…
Greyson: What a counter from Taylor, he had to come up with something or this match was over
Sparkles: And now he needs to get that tag…
4…
5…
Taylor rolls onto his front, and then onto his knees, as Kellen tries to get up on the rope, the both of them breaking the count. Taylor moves towards the tag, but Kellen see’s this, and staggers over, grabbing Gavin’s foot and attempting to pull him back. Gavin feels this and rolls onto his back, thrusting his heel forwards and landing it square on the jaw of Kellen who falls straight onto his back. Gavin reaches up and tags in Amanda who immediately climbs the turnbuckle, looking to hit a huge move on Jeffries. Budde however enters the ring, Blayze seeing her at the very last moment and changing her target, leaping from the turnbuckle and hitting Budde with a Missile Dropkick which sends Budde flying through the ropes and to the outside. Gavin pulls himself up on the ropes, as Amanda picks up Jeffries, hitting him with a Bridging Fallaway Slam. She quickly spins over and into a cover.
1…
2…
Kellen kicks out to the annoyance of the fans and indeed Amanda, who doesn’t waste any time driving Kellen’s head straight into the turnbuckle, before then taking him down with a Bulldog. As Kellen staggers to his feet, dazed from the treatment he is receiving, Blayze looks to hit a kick, Kellen instinctively grabbing the leg. Blayze however sees this coming, and hits a Spinning Heel Kick which sends Kellen through the ropes and to the outside. As the referee talks to Blayze, Gavin nips off the apron and bring Kellen up to his feet, looking to hit DDT on the steel steps. But Kellen pushes Taylor backwards, Gavin’s spine crashing into those steps, Kellen once again tearing at the Bubble Wrap trying to pull it off. Gavin kicks out with his feet, as Blayze slides out of the ring and forces Kellen back inside. As Blayze rolls into the ring, Kellen tries to stomp on her but she grabs his foot, bringing him down to the canvas and establishing the ankle lock.
Greyson: What a move from Blayze, Jeffries hooked into that Ankle Lock right in the center of the ring.
Sparkles: You won’t make Kellen submit…the guys been put on fire for Christ’s sake, pain is nothing
If it is, you can’t tell, as Kellen roars in agony as he tries to reach the ropes. As he inches closer and closer, Amanda torques the ankle still further, until eventually, and thankfully for Jeffries, he reaches the ropes. The referee calls for Amanda to break, and at four she does, getting to her feet and dragging Jeffries to his. She then bounces off the ropes and cuts him in half with a Spear, the fans going bananas.
Greyson: Blayze has taken control, and there is the tag…Gavin is about to get himself some of Jeffries.
Jeffries is totally unaware of what is going on, and he gets up onto all fours, and then onto his knees, just in time to see Gavin at the very last minute hurtling towards him, and connecting with the All Star Maker. He then nips down into the cover
1…
2…
No, Jeffries kicks out to the amazement of all in attendance
Greyson: Wow, Jeffries showing amazing resiliency.
Gavin shakes his head and stands over a down Jeffries who seems unable to move, as Gavin bends down to pick him up however, Kellen surprises him with a roll up
1…
2…
No, Blayze breaks it up at the last possible moment, as Ms. Budde also enters the ring, the match descending into an all-out brawl. Gavin grabs hold of Kellen and hangs him on the ropes with a drop Toe Hold, before mounting him and landing rights and lefts. On the other side Ms. Budde and Amanda let their frustrations boil over, with both beating the crap out of each other.
Greyson: The referee has lost control of this; he doesn’t know what the hell is going on
Sparkles: And he doesn’t seem to know who the legal person is either
Gavin and Kellen fall through the ropes, Gavin smashing his skull on the steel barricade, leaving Budde and Blayze in the ring
Greyson: They are not legal, there was no tag
Sparkles: The referee seems happy…
Greyson: Oh come on, this is wrong.
Budde runs in, looking for a Lariat which Blayze ducks under, reaching back and dropping Budde’s head onto the back of her shoulder. She spins around, picking Budde to her feet, lifting her arm up to the crowd
Greyson: This is it…Blayze looking to end this right here
Sparkles: Blayze of Glory coming up…
Greyson: What a match, everything we expected and more
Sparkles: And we are not done, not by a long shot…look.
At ringside Blayze drags Budde towards the ring post and looks to smash her head into it. Budde however manages to reverse it, and slams the back of her spine into the ring. The pair brawls at the base of the ramp, beating lumps out of each other. On the other side of the ring, Kellen is trying to drag Gavin towards the announce table, but Maddie jumps on Kellen’s back, trying to stop him
Greyson: Maddie trying to stop this from happening…defending her man
Sparkles: I like a spunky woman
Kellen manages to get her off his back and the two argue for a moment, before Kellen kicks her in the gut, pulling her head into position, pointing at the announce table.
Greyson: No, Kellen…don’t do it
Sparkles: Yeah, we need this table dammit…where will I put my snacks?
Greyson: He’s going to powerbomb Maddie through our announce table.
Kellen lifts Maddie up, but Gavin recovers just in time to stop him, and lands a flurry of right hands on Kellen’s jaw. He pushes him onto the announce table, and climbs up, motioning that he is going to hit the Highlight of the Night through the table
Sparkles: Christ…get out the way Greyson, everyone wants to damage our table
Gavin looks focused, but then he sees El Cuchillo and Solomon, La Onda running down the ramp.
Greyson: Dammit, the same group who has had Kellen’s back these past few weeks…the same group who kidnapped Madison Chase several months ago…La Onda coming out here to distract Kellen’s rival once again.
La Onda do more than distract, they grab Maddie by her arms, threatening to drag her off to the backstage area. Gavin jumps down and catches them before they get to far, grabbing El Cuchillo and slamming his face into the ring apron, and then when Solomon tries to fight, he pushes him back and over the steel steps, both members of La Onda heading to the back
Greyson: Gavin saving his wife from…well who knows what?
Sparkles: I know what…Gang bang
Gavin turns around, and walks straight into a blow right between the eyes, the television monitor that Kellen ripped out of the announce table earlier used to decimate Gavin Taylor. Kellen stands over the downed Gavin Taylor as boos ring out over the arena, Kellen enjoying every moment.
Greyson: Oh My…Kellen has destroyed Gavin Taylor…Maddie is in shock.
Maddie watches wide eyed as Gavin is lifted to his feet, Kellen getting him into position and then as promised, Power Bombing him through the announce table…through the X he spray-painted on the table before the contest began.
Greyson: OH MY GOD!!!!
Sparkles: Vandals…
As Maddie looks on, Kellen grabs the Evolution title and holds it high above his head, stood right above Gavin Taylor’s unconscious body.
Greyson: Love him or hate him, Kellen Jeffries has made a major statement here tonight…Gavin Taylor has been left broken
Kellen steps aside, throwing the title on Taylor, and allowing Maddie to check on her husband.
Meanwhile the match is still waging on in the background with Mrs. Budde and Blayze trading forearms back and forth. The official is so focused on the ladies brawling at the base of the ramp that he didn’t see anything happening between Gavin and Kellen behind him.
Blayze goes for a big roundhouse kick on Budde only to have her duck under the shot in the nick of time. Blayze makes a full rotation before turning back to Budde who nails a gut to her rival’s ribs. Budde then takes Blayze by the wrist and whips her towards the ring, intent on driving her into the apron, but instead Blayze leaps onto that apron. Blayze then leaps off, twists in mid-air and cracks Mrs. Budde upside the jaw with a knee strike. The blow sends Budde spiraling into the ring and rolling under the ropes. She just gets to her knees before Blayze steps up in front of her and delivers a devastating buzzsaw kick to the chest. Blayze then delivers a second one, this blow even harder than the last. And what is Budde’s reaction to it, a giant smile, that’s what.
Mrs. Budde: You can do better than that.
And Blayze does, swinging around and cracking Budde right in the cheek with an absolutely devastating kick that echoes throughout the arena. Mrs. Budde rolls away from Blayze as a result and ends up in the very turnbuckle where her golden yardstick was placed before the encounter began. Budde slowly works her way to her feet before Blayze steps in behind her and jumps into the air, wrapping her legs around Budde’s waist and going for the Blayze of Glory. Blayze’s sunset flip driver is about to connect with Blayze pushing herself up and going back to back with Budde.
Suddenly Mrs. Budde swings back with the yardstick, causing it to fly over her shoulder and smack Blayze right in the back of her skull. The referee hears a sickening crack but was out of position to see it happen, Blayze’s body blocking the blow from view. Surprisingly Blayze lands on her feet after suffering this shot from the yardstick that Mrs. Budde discreetly throws back into the corner. She then turns and runs right into the Class Dismissed, the mafia kick to the back of Blayze’s head.
Greyson: Jesus Christ, first Gavin put through our announce table and now Blayze just smacked in the skull with that golden yardstick of Budde’s.
Sparkles: Followed by the Class Dismissed.
The kick that knocked Blayze unconscious several weeks, has seemingly done the trick once again. Blayze collapses to the canvas, reeling from both the Class Dismissed and the shot from the yardstick. Budde quickly rolls Blayze onto her back and hooks her legs, the referee making the count.
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The crowd erupts into boos regarding the way this confrontation just concluded. What should have been a moment of vindication for Blayze has now turned into fuel for further vengeance. Mrs. Budde stands up on wobbly legs and retrieves her yardstick. She then steps to Blayze’s side and puts the tip of the yardstick under the face of her still unconscious opponent.
Mrs. Budde: You will be disciplined.
The fans are all over Budde as she makes her exit from the ring, leaving a still unconscious Blayze strewn across the canvas.
Greyson: Blayze so close to revenge here tonight and then Mrs. Budde, with that blow from her yardstick, took that opportunity away from Blayze.
Sparkles: How much more can Silas World take from her?
Cameras cut between two people given more than sufficient motivation for revenge stemming from the events of this match. While Blayze lays in the ring, Gavin lays across the announce table outside of it. While Blayze is the victim of Silas World, Gavin is the victim of Kellen Jeffries and La Onda. But how much longer will these two be content with playing the roles of victims?
BACKSTAGE
La Onda members El Cuchillo and Solomon are making their way into the backstage area mere moments after interfering in that mixed tag match a few moments ago and causing Gavin to be powerbombed through the announce table. The pair still looks worked up as they make their way through the corridor, one that leads them right to their benefactor Mercedes Starr and their boss La Tigra.
La Tigra: Trabajo Bueno…
La Tigra congratulates her forces on the distraction they caused which eventually led to Gavin’s nasty plunge through the announce table.
El Cuchillo: You should have let me take that puta’s head off for putting his hands on me.
A machete is already being unsheathed from the leather holder hanging from El Cuchillo’s waist.
Mercedes: Easy El Cuchillo. As much as I’d like to see Gavin’s head decapitated from his body, we will have to wait to make that happen. We need Gavin ‘mostly’ intact to defend his Evolution Title against Kellen Jeffries.
Solomon: Why are we even helping that pretty boy?
Mercedes: Last time I checked I didn’t have to explain my orders to you.
La Tigra: Now you are the one needs to calm himself Mercedes.
After patting Mercedes on the chest, La Tigra turns to Solomon and El Cuchillo.
La Tigra: We have an understanding with Kellen’s handler, Spencer Klein. That is why we have agreed to help them.
Mercedes: That is exactly what we will do. We will continue helping Kellen and Spencer until Gavin is no more. Every time I see that perro Gavin, he reminds me…reminds me of his tag team partner, the thug, Andre Jordan. Every time I look at Gavin, my mind thinks about Andre. Every time Gavin wrestles, I see Andre beating my hija Alana. Every time Gavin insults someone, I hear Andre insulting my hija. I thought I would no longer dwell on the abuse the thug inflicted on my beautiful Alana, but Gavin, he is a reminder of that abuse. He keeps bringing up Andre, he keeps pleading with Andre to come back. I will not allow that to happen.
Kellen: Works for me.
Mercedes was so swept up into his verbal tizzy that he didn’t even notice a sweaty Kellen Jeffries moving towards him.
La Tigra: Ah, there is the man of the hour.
Kellen looks down at La Tigra, and keeps looking.
La Tigra: My eyes, they are up here guapo.
Kellen: Oh…sorry.
Mercedes: You did very well out there Mr. Jeffries. La Onda is proud of you. You broke Gavin, now all you have to do is swoop and take his title.
Kellen: Trust me, that’s exactly what I’ll do at Last Stand. I WILL become the Evolution Champion. There’s no way anyone can stop a man like me….a God like me….A MAN-GOD like me.
Mercedes: We like to hear that, and we will like to hear the sobs of Andre and Gavin even more when you capture their beloved Evolution Title.
La Tigra: You just keep your focus on the title, and not on other activities, like wooing that chica rubia we see you talking to so often.
Kellen: Samantha Raine? (Kellen’s cheeks redden) Don’t worry about her, she’s not a distraction, no, she’s motivation.
Mercedes: Motivation?
Kellen: Yes, she’s motivating me more than anything else to win that Evolution Title. Because you know what wins the hearts of the ladies more than anything else? Success. They’re drawn to successful and powerful men. She’ll be all over me the moment I capture the Evolution Title.
La Tigra: Is she not a married woman though?
Kellen: Pfft, like that’s ever stopped me before. No, there’s nothing stopping me anymore from getting everything I want. Be It Raine, or the Evolution Title.
Mercedes: La Onda will make sure you get everything you want Man-God.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
Evolution Champion Gavin Taylor grips at the back of his neck with one hand while his other is draped across the shoulders of his wife Madison Chase. She does her best to keep Gavin upright and maintain a grasp on her husband’s title.
Maddie: I am so sorry that the suit didn’t protect you from going through the table.
The bubble wrap costume wrapped around Gavin continues to pop with every step he takes.
Gavin: It’s the thought that counts.
Maddie: And I’m even more sorry about being such a liability out there. If I hadn’t been at ringside, none of this would have happened.
Gavin: Don’t blame yourself for what just went down, okay? With Andre gone, Kellen and La Onda have the numbers advantage over us. Regardless of rather you were there or not, they still would have got the drop on me.
Maddie: Too bad Andre isn’t here anymore to have our backs
Gavin: Agreed. Lord knows I’ve tried to get him to reconsider leaving. I mean, you even heard me offer him a shot at my Evolution Title, but still he’s asking for his release.
Maddie: So what are you going to do at Last Stand? What makes you think you can retain that title when La Onda are in Kellen’s corner at the pay-per-view?
Gavin: I don’t know Maddie, but we’ll come up with something. Just as long as it’s not another bubble-wrap suit.
Tabitha: Sounds like you’ll need more protection than that.
Gavin’s former agent Tabitha Silverstone steps into view flanked by Sebastian Knight. The pair who have been such vocal proponents for Andre Jordan throughout his IWC career, now stand in front of Andre’s rival turned partner.
Gavin: Here to enjoy the sight of my misery, Tabby?
Tabitha: No, Sebs and I are here to actually offer you a reprieve from that misery.
Gavin: Meaning what exactly?
Tabitha: It sounds like you could use some back up headed into Last Stand.
Gavin: Think I should hire Mr. Hughes, or Ralfus?
Sebastian: She’s trying to tell you that we’re going to have your back at Last Stand.
Gavin: Reeeeeaaallly?
Tabitha: If La Onda is going to be in Kellen’s corner at the pay-per-view, you best believe that Silverstone International is going to be in yours, Gavin.
Gavin: Wow, I suddenly feel so loved.
Tabitha: Yeah-yeah Gavin, yeah-yeah. But this has more to do with making La Onda pay for the disgusting things Mercedes and his goons have done to Andre than it does you.
Gavin: Well the offer is still appreciated.
Knight: Sure Andre would like us working together to bring La Onda….
Gavin: Enough about ‘HIM’ already.
Knight: Him who?
Gavin: Andre….I’m sick of hearing about him.
Tabitha: With all due fairness Gavin, you’re the one who has consistently went to the ring and called for him to return.
Gavin: Something I regret doing now.
Tabitha: Glad to hear you finally came to your senses and realized what you were doing was only hurting Andre rather than…
Gavin: You didn’t let me finish. I regret doing it BECAUSE I now realize just how utterly full of shit Andre really is.
Tabitha: Wait…time out…what?
Gavin: Everything Andre ever preached, everything he claimed to stand for, it was all…..a lie. If he could walk away from the IWC after losing to Alana Starr, then that just proves he’s not the man he said he was. He’s not Mr. IWC. He’s just a quitter.
IN-RING
The familiar tunes provided by Beethoven are strumming through the speakers, leading the crowd to the realization that Alana Starr is on her way to the ring, or at least the stage. The X-Class and Tag Team Champion makes her way through the curtains with Aiken Frost right beside her. The pair are followed by not one, but two towering goliaths. Jed Wayne and Krauzer, New Eden’s monstrous enforcers stride alongside Alana and Aiken with the behemoths’ shoulders graced by Alana’s title belts.
Alana: It’s time to rejoice loyal supports of the Alana Starr Experience, because I have an announcement that will have you dancing oh so merrily in the stands. Thanks to me, you won’t have to endure Brittany Lohan’s return to the IWC, oh the horror-oh the horror. I think she’ll be too busy contesting her legal issues to compete either tonight, or challenge me and my GOOD© partner Scott Cannon for the Tag Titles at Last Stand. Which means very GOOD© things for all of my Alana loyalists. No Lohan, no match tonight, means I can devote more time to New Eden, and to making its newest member, Taylor Chase, feel right at home amongst our ranks.
Aiken: How considerate of you my Starr Chylde. Not only have you rid us of the pestilence known as Brittany Lohan, but with you at the helm of this evening’s family reunion the event will be quite the breathtaking spectacle. Taylor Chase and Mika Kozlov will no doubt be very appreciative of the festivities you have planned.
Alana: I debated having Boyz 2 Men flown out to perform during the reunion, but all I could get on short notice was a Mexican Cantina band.
Aiken: They will no doubt perform admirably. Much like our Hounds in a few moments.
Alana pats both Krauzer and Jed on their heads.
Aiken: In two weeks’ time I will be entering the 2015 Rumble at the Last Stand pay-per-view. But with so many on the roster jockeying to use this bout as a platform in which to disrupt my plans to main event Invictus, it would be foolish of me not to enter an insurance policy into the Rumble as well. Actually, I have taken the liberty of entering TWO insurance policies into that match. Jed Wayne and Krauzer both will be joining me in the Rumble, and their goals that evening will be to eliminate anyone who would put more emphasis on throwing me out of the match than they do on winning the bout.
Alana: So Rachel (Frost) and Ethan (Von Aaron)…you FILTHY animals, you won’t lay a finger on Aiken’s head at the Rumble.
Aiken: Indeed, in order to fight an animal one must employ animals. My hounds will guarantee the eliminations of my staunchest enemies throughout the course of the Rumble. However, in order to properly ready them both physically and mentally for the confrontation ahead of them, I have prepared a gauntlet bout this evening that will see the pair properly tested.
Alana: We’ve got a match set up for them tonight that will very closely resemble the Rumble.
Aiken: Indeed, for Krauzer and Jed will enter a Tag Team Gauntlet bout. Once they have eliminated a team, another will enter, until they have dispensed with all of their victi…..OPPONENTS.
Alana: So head to the ring Jed and Krauzer, and make quick work of the teams we’ve selected to face you this evening.
Jed Wayne and Krauzer hand over the Tag and X-Class Titles to Alana, who follows right along beside Aiken as the two trail their HOUNDS to the ring. Presently standing in the ring are Eric Sailes and Tyson Galloway, their names flashing across the screen beneath them. The commentators groan in the background
Sparkles: Oh Jesus God no, not Sailes and Galloway, ANYTHING but Sailes and Galloway. They couldn’t find Piddle & Plop, or or or even the Dicks to participate in this match? You remember the Dicks don’t you?
Greyson: Oh how I wish I didn’t. There are times I really wish I didn’t have a photographic memory when it comes to professional wrestling. And something tells me this is going to be one of those times. We’ve got Krauzer and Jed Wayne headed for the ring to compete in a Gauntlet Match to ready them for the Rumble, and as you can see Eric Sailes and Tyson Galloway are their first opponents.
Sparkles: Guess the Boss Orlando Cruze is too busy dealing with his wife to veto this booking decision.
Greyson: Unfortunately your right Sparkles, our President isn’t here to remind New Eden that they are not calling the shots around this place.
TAG TEAM GAUNTLET
Referee Michelle Blacker is already on hand to officiate this tag match, ringing the bell the moment Jed and Krauzer get into the ring. Though she doesn’t have it rung fast enough. Jed is already rushing across the ring, driving his shoulder to Sailes’ ribs then powering him spine first right into the turnbuckle. At the same time Krauzer is spinning into a discus clothesline to Tyson’s throat, sending the giant into a corkscrew.
Greyson: Krauzer and Jed in a tune up match here against Tyson and Sailes, but from the way things are looking I don’t think it’s going to be much of a contest.
Sparkles: Couldn’t they have found the Ding Dongs to participate in this match against Jed and Krauzer? Sparkles just loves to say Ding Dongs.
The crowd doesn’t love what they’re seeing in the ring.
Krauzer and Jed are making very short work of Tyson and Sailes. At the moment Krauzer has whipped Tyson into the turnbuckle and Jed has whipped Sailes into Tyson. Both men are stacked up in the corner and Krauzer is being whipped by Jed into a big splash on both opponents. He crushes the daylights out of them and then grabs the back of Sailes’ head, throwing him to the center of the ring where Jed demolishes his face with a big boot. He then spins away from Sailes in time to catch Tyson, who was being whipped towards him as well. Jed catches Tyson coming in with the black hole slam.
Jed then rolls into the corner and Krauzer rushes out of the ropes into a devastating big splash across Tyson’s ribs. He then hooks Tyson’s leg for the three.
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No….they ain’t getting off that easy. Krauzer breaks his own pinfall attempt then gives the official the look of death. The horrified referee backs away from the intimidating monster. He pulls Tyson along to his feet and then into a double underhook. He now throws Tyson into the air, catches him on top of his shoulders and delivers a ring shaking tiger bomb.
Krauzer now steps away from the laid out Tyson and makes the tag to Jed.
Greyson: I don’t know who you’d want to be in that ring with less, Jed or Krauzer.
Jed would like to think that he’s the answer to that question. He grabs Tyson by the hair, forces him to his feet, drags his arm through his legs and then heaves him up into a pumphandle before twisting it into the sit-out powerbomb. He drives Tyson with such incredible impact against the canvas then leans forward into the creases of his knees. The official is about to make the count but Sailes is ascending the nearest turnbuckle, right on the brink of breaking the count. He comes flying off the corner but doesn’t land on Jed, he lands right on the shoulder of Krauzer. The monster enters the ring, catches the airborne Sailes and then drives him oh so maliciously into the ring with a spinebuster.
So the count goes undisturbed.
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The ovation is mixed for this, the first in what will presumably be several victories for Jed and Krauzer this evening.
Greyson: Well Krauzer and Jed have just defeated the first team in this gauntlet, who’s going to be the second?
Sparkles: This bout very closely resembling how the Rumble will be contested.
Jed now forces Tyson up to his feet, charges him across the ring and throws him over the top rope. He crashes across his back on the mats and then sluggishly works his way back up to his feet. Krauzer then pulls Sailes up and into a powerbomb position before throwing him over the cables. Eventually Sailes goes crashing directly into Tyson, both men spilling to the mats. At that exact same moment some unfamiliar intro track music plays over the speakers, leading to the arrival of three combatants, if you want to call them that. Franz, Fraank and Froderick, Alana Starr’s former hair and make-up specialists step through the curtains. They hairspray their perms and gallivant around the ringside area to the dejection of the masses. As Franz and Fraank enter the squared circle, Froderick remains at ringside, holding a ferret and stroking its tiny head.
Sparkles: What in the blue blazer?
Greyson: That’s Alana Starr’s Stylists. We haven’t seen them since Krauzer destroyed the trio in the middle of the ring.
Sparkles: Sparkles didn’t know they were wrestlers.
Greyson: Yeah, I’m pretty sure they think an arm bar is a place you get a shot of tequila.
Right now the only shot that Franz takes is a blow right to the jaw from Krauzer, one so harsh that it knocks his leopard spotted Stetson right off the top of his skull. Franz rolls across the ring holding his fractured chin while Fraank races to the defense of his partner.
Fraank: You brute!
Forearms are lobbed repeatedly into Krauzer’s chest, but have absolutely no effect on the behemoth. Eventually Fraank realizes that this attack is absolutely pointless, like throwing a pebble at a tank. The moment Fraank sees the evil eyes of Krauzer locked on the beating veins in his throat, the stylist reconsiders his strategy. He takes Krauzer by the fingers, lifts his hand and plants a kiss on the back of his knuckles.
Fraank: My-my dear, you could really use a pedicure.
Fraank overlooks Krauzer’s nails before overlooking his fist. A giant right hand demolishes Fraank’s puckered lips. He is sent staggering back into the ropes, ricocheting off and then coming back into Krauzer’s shoulders. The giant catches Fraank in a torture rack and then pulls down on his jaw, sending him flipping over into what appears to be the inverted death valley driver. But instead Fraank lands right on top of the shoulders of Krauzer’s partner, Jed.
Fraank is caught on Jed’s shoulder in a running powerslam position. Only now Jed takes Fraank under the armpits and puts him up into what appears to be an inverted crucifix bomb. He now throws him over into the inverted crucifix only to send Fraank flying directly into Krauzer’s diamond cutter.
Greyson: HOOOLY FUDGE!
Sparkles: WHAT WAS THAT!?!
Greyson: An absolutely gruesome tag team maneuver unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.
Krauzer and Jed continue to demonstrate what kind of impact they’ll have on the Rumble via tearing apart every team that is sent out here to face them. Krauzer has Fraank on his back and has his weight across Fraank’s chest.
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And a second team goes down in defeat, before going up and over the ropes in decimation.
Franz charges across the ring to help his tag team partner only to be caught by Jed then lifted into a gorilla press. At the same time Fraank is being hoisted onto Krauzer’s palms in a gorilla press. A screeching Froderick watches form ringside as his friends Fraank and Franz are thrown over the top ropes with simultaneous gorilla presses. Aiken and Alana remain at ringside, clapping their hands and looking very proud of their Hounds.
Greyson: Is this what we’ll see at Last Stand? Krauzer and Jed dominating the entire Rumble just like they’re dominating this gauntlet?
Sparkles: If this happens at the pay-per-view, there’ll be nothing that will stop the two from making sure their master Aiken Frost wins the whole event.
Once again another team has been eliminated, leaving Jed and Krauzer anxious for round three. Their lips salivate at the prospect of devouring their next pray, and who will that prey be? Maybe the answer will be provided when the sounds of police sirens can be heard blaring in the background. Krauzer and Jed are turning in circles, finding themselves confounded as to why this sound is emanating from the PA system. Aiken and Alana look equally as bewildered, their ebony eyes shifting from pillar to post, from front row to nose bleed section, searching high and low. Now those demonic eyes settle on the Cartel-tron, which springs to life with the visual of a police cruiser pulling into the parking garage.
Greyson: What the hell is this?
Things become clearer when the door to the police cruiser pops open and from the driver’s seat Ethan Von Aaron emerges.
Sparkles: IT’S ETHAN!!
Greyson: But we saw him arrested earlier tonight!
Sparkles: He must have escaped somehow.
Ethan, with a set of handcuffs hanging from one wrist and rage consuming his eyes, makes his way into the building. Cameras cut to a shocked Alana and a just as shocked Aiken, the pair shaking their heads on the outside of the ring. Inside of the squared circle we see the monsters Jed and Krauzer actually grinning. They seem thrilled at the notion that Ethan has just arrived and even more pleased when his entrance music cues up on the PA system. Ethan now comes stepping through the curtains, pausing on the stage and staring into the squared circle where Aiken and Alana are now standing. Ethan charges right at them, but never reaches them. Jed and Krauzer are all over Ethan the moment he gets within a hair’s length of Alana and Aiken.
Jed drills Ethan to the temple with a big boot, sending his victim spiraling down to the canvas. Krauzer then drops down beside Ethan and begins to punch him repeatedly across the brow.
Greyson: Jed and Krauzer doing just what they’ve been tasked with doing at Last Stand, protecting Aiken from Ethan Von Aaron
Sparkles: And is this what we’re going to see during that Rumble match at Last Stand?
Jed drags Ethan along to his feet by the bangs and now points at the ropes. Krauzer steps in as he and Jed seize hold of the back of Ethan’s head and begin to charge him at the cables.
Aiken: Throw him over!
Alana: Eliminate him!
Just as Jed and Krauzer are about to toss Ethan from the ring the sounds of a siren blares through the PA system. The Hounds suddenly stop, their black eyes yet again jutting here, there and everywhere. Aiken and Alana are searching the building as well. Ultimately all of their eyes shift to the Cartel-tron, which is filled with the image of an ambulance backing into the parking garage.
Greyson: Now what’s going on?
The back doors of the ambulance burst open and Rachel Frost comes stepping out.
Greyson: IT’S RACHEL FROST!
Sparkles: But Sparkles thought she was taken to the hospital.
Greyson: Apparently not
Rachel, busted up ribs and all after New Eden’s attack earlier tonight, jumps out of the ambulance and quickly heads for the ring. Aiken, Alana, Krauzer and Jed are standing in the ring collectively shaking their heads in surprise over what they’re seeing. Finally Rachel’s theme music comes blaring through the PA system and the NHB Champion makes her way out onto the stage. The feral champion ignores the injuries she suffered earlier tonight, bolting for the squared circle and then sliding right in. She goes straight after Alana and Aiken only to have Krauzer nail her with a forearm to the side of the face. Rachel goes spiraling into the waiting knee of Jed, which connects directly to her battered ribs.
Sparkles: But dammit, there’s Krauzer and Jed…
Greyson: Doing precisely what they’ve been tasked with, protecting their masters.
Jed and Krauzer take advantage of Rachel’s injuries, pulling her ribs into another knee. They then take her by the back of the head and direct her face towards the ropes.
Alana: ELIMINATE HER!
Aiken: Toss her over the ropes.
The Hounds follow these orders.
They rush Rachel towards the ropes when Ethan suddenly comes springing off the top cable and goes crashing down into Krauzer’s skull with a double axehandle. Krauzer is knocked to the canvas with Ethan coming down to a knee then throwing punches across the creatures’ face. At the same time Rachel is pulling her hair out of Jed’s hands and shoving him along into the ropes. Jed bounces off the cables and goes spiraling into a discus lariat aimed at his former friend’s face. Rachel rolls under the lariat though and then catches Jed with a Lou Thez Pess when he turns back around. Rachel now begins to drill Jed repeatedly across the jaw with right hands. As this chaos is consuming the ring both Aiken and Alana are backing away from it, collectively shaking their heads.
Greyson: Aiken and Alana wisely high tailing it.
Sparkles: New Eden hitting the road, but we know we haven’t seen the last of them yet.
Greyson: Yes, because unfortunately we still have the New Eden produced Taylor Chase, Mika Kozlov family reunion planned for tonight.
Right now there is a reunion between Ethan and Rachel happening in the ring as FILTH throws down with New Eden’s Hounds.
Jed and Krauzer eventually get back to their feet and are trading punches with Rachel and Ethan. The fans get louder and louder with every blow that connects between Filth and the Hounds. Their brawl completely takes over the ring on the eve of their participation in the Last Stand Rumble match. Rachel and Ethan are suddenly caught by the throats, a stereo chokeslam on the cusp of being delivered. But then Rachel and Ethan do what they do better any other tandem, they go to whole new lows. They deliver kicks to the crotches of Krauzer and Jed, staggering the two back. Ethan then rolls to the outside of the ring, reaches under it and grabs a chair before returning to the squared circle. Ethan quickly sticks the chair in front of Krauzer’s face and Rachel hits that chair with the Boot Licker. The chair flies back into Krauzer’s face, sending the behemoth stumbling back into the turnbuckle. He falls to his seat in the corner.
Ethan now sets the chair up in front of Krauzer’s face once again while Rachel rolls under the ropes to the apron. He stands up and grabs the top rope before leaping onto it. The fans explode as Rachel goes coast to coast, flying across the ring and dropkicking the chair straight into Krauzer’s face.
Greyson: GAAAAAH! I think Rachel and Ethan have just taken out of one of Aiken’s monsters headed into the Rumble.
Krauzer is dragged to the outside of the ring, falling into Jed, who helps his fellow Hound to the backstage area.
BACKSTAGE
The rest of New Eden presumably are clueless regarding what’s happening at the moment inside of the squared circle. They’re all too busy preparing themselves for the “REUNION.” Red Rayne, Silk and Mogui are getting decorations in order while Mika Kozlov is pacing in front of them. Surprisingly Mika looks a bit nervous, her dark eyes cast to the floor.
Red Rayne: You don’t look nearly as excited as you should be Mika.
Silk: Yes, why are you so anxious?
Mogui: You are about to get everything you ever wanted and then some. You and that delicious sister of yours will soon be reunited.
Mika finally stops pacing and starts scowling.
Mika: You do not have to remind me how long I have been looking forward to reuniting with my sestra, but part of me is still angry with her for what happened on NewAge. I was finally….FINALLY about to put an end to Lukas Montgomery, and then…then….THEN my precious Tay interfered and caused the match to be thrown out. It made me…it made me…hehehehehe…almost lose my smile….hehehehehe.
Red Rayne: I won’t stand for that.
Silk: I am sure Taylor is sorry for her actions.
Suddenly the conversation concludes when a knock comes at the open door leading to the New Eden dressing room. The same pimple faced stagehand that was seen talking to Marie Jones earlier tonight, now steps into the room with a noticeable hesitation in his movements.
Mika: What are you doing here? Please tell me you are not here to give a message on behalf of Orlando.
Stagehand: No, um, two weeks ago your friend Krauzer taught me that being Orlando’s messenger is not the smartest career choice.
Mika: Then why are you here?
Stagehand: I actually came to let you know that Amanda Blayze is looking for you.
Mika: Me?
Stagehand: She was a little reluctant to come into New Eden’s dressing room alone, so she sent me as an intermediary of sorts. She told me she’s agreed to a meet with both yourself and Scott Cannon. She wants to hear your plan for bringing down Silas World.
Mika: Excellent. Where did she wish to meet?
Stagehand: She told me you could find her in Conference Room 3. She’s waiting for you and Scott there, right now.
Mika: Splendid. Then I will see her there….
Red Rayne: But Mika, what about the reunion between you and Taylor?
Mika: Do not worry, I am a multitasker, hehehehee. I will wrap up my meeting with Amanda then reunite with Taylor. No problem.
Mika’s eyes return to the greasy face of the stagehand.
Mika: Was there something more?
Stagehand: Erm, no….
Mika: Why does Mika not believe you? Mogui…
The tattooed creature steps in behind Mika’s back.
Mika: See if our friend here has anything else he wants to share.
Mogui: Gladly.
Mogui states while cracking his knuckles. His fingers ball up the shirt of the panicked stagehand.
Stagehand: Not again.
Mogui drags him off camera, leaving the focus on the mischievous grin worn by Mika, who in a matter of moments will see all of her dreams realized.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
BACKSTAGE
We return from commercial in time to catch Mika sashaying through the backstage corridor. Her hands are interlocked and placed behind her back while a carefree smile resides on her excited face. Every step she takes brings her closer to Conference Room 3, and to her meeting with Amanda Blayze. She finally reaches the room and pushes the door open.
Mika: Hello mishka…you wanted to meet me?
All Mika finds when entering the room is the back of a chair aimed in her direction. The chair slowly spins around, revealing Marie Jones reclining in it with her legs crossed and her fingers twiddling against each other.
Marie: I have been waiting for you Mika, but it’s not a meeting I want.
Mika realizes this is a set up, but realizes it too late. A mafia kick suddenly connects square with the back of her skull, knocking her to the floor. The woman who just knocked Mika out, steps into the room and stands over her. Mrs. Budde stoops beside Mika and begins to lock some handcuffs around her wrists.
IN-RING
Aiken: Mikala Kozlov, Taylor Chase, your moment is finally here….
Cameras segue to the ring where Aiken Frost and Alana Starr stand shoulder to shoulder. Red Rayne, Silk and Mogui are standing behind the duo. New Eden is in full force within the squared circle, one that has been lavishly decorated for the purposes of this reunion. Black streamers and black garland hangs from the ropes and turnbuckles. A small Mexican Cantina band is strumming a tune from ringside.
Aiken: Several weeks ago we promised to unite Mrs. Chase and Mrs. Kozlov, now we will deliver. We humbly request that the two of you come to this ring where you will reaffirm your love for one another and stand together unified beneath the New Eden banner….Some come forth and….
Marie: I’ve always wanted to crash a party…..
The crowd is remorseless when they spot Silas World’s crowned jewel Marie Jones making her way to the stage. She doesn’t arrive alone, because Mrs. Budde is dragging a barely conscious Mika Kozlov to the stage as well. Mika is on her knees, looking very groggy after she suffered the Class Dismissed moments ago. Her hands are still bound together by steel cuffs.
Marie: It’s just one of many goals I set for myself. Just like winning the World Championship. Something I’ll never be able to accomplish as long as you keep getting in my way…..Alana….
Alana points to herself, looking surprised that she’s been singled out. She’s not the only member of new Eden surprised though. At the moment everyone in the ring is surprised to spot Mika in such a compromised state, in the clutches of Silas World.
Marie: That’s why I had Silas bring Brittany Lohan back, so she could break your neck for a second time in your long, storied history together. Believe me, Alana, at Last Stand, Brittany WILL snap your head right off your shoulders in a fitting conclusion to our Tag Team Title match. But as far as tonight goes, I owe you some retribution for putting your hands on my sister at New Age. You, Jed and this crazy bitch right here….
Marie points at the kneeling Mika, who continues to be held up by Mrs. Budde.
Marie: The three of you used Jessica against me, well two can play that game…
The slacks that Marie was wearing have zippers lining the sides of the legs. She quickly makes use of them, unzipping her pants leg to reveal the titanium knee brace beneath. Now she turns to Budde, who holds Mika up as Marie gets in line to crush her in the face with the titanium knee brace.
Alana: Stop…STOP!
Alana urgently takes the microphone out of Aiken’s hand and steps across the ring, stopping at the ropes she is presently screaming over.
Alana: What do you want?
Marie: I want YOU, right here, RIGHT NOW!
Alana: You and me?
Marie: One on one.
Alana: Fine. But you’re about to get a lot more than you bargained for.
Marie: Funny, I was about to say the same thing. I’m getting a little sick of you stepping on my toes Alana, but I guess we’re about to put an end to that right now…..
Marie comes bolting down the ramp and towards the ring that New Eden are clearing from. Alana is left inside, waiting to meet Marie, who comes sliding in. The fans sound almost orgasmic as these two go right at it in a fight they’ve been waiting to see ever since Alana double crossed Marie in the Tag Team Title Tournament several months ago. The commentators are just as excited as the fans.
Greyson: Here we go Sparkles. Marie and Alana finally colliding.
Sparkles: Hold up. How did Silas World get their hands on Mika?
Greyson: I believe Mika thought she was going to meet with Amanda Blayze earlier on, but it was all a set up by Silas World to lure her into their clutches and make this fight a reality.
And that’s just what this is, a fight. There is no referee present to preside over the violence being unleashed between Marie and Alana, and that violence is escalating quickly. With her New Eden teammates watching from the ring and rooting her on, Alana delivers a kick to Marie’s ribs, doubling her over. Alana then takes off into the ropes, ricochets off and goes for the Starr Crossed. Her leg ALMOST connects with the back of Marie’s head, but at the last second Marie swings her body out of the way. Marie then lunges right at Alana’s face, going for the TKO with the titanium knee brace. But Alana manages to step back in the nick of time, avoiding it. She then steps to Marie’s side, catches her around the neck and sets up for the Five Starr. The flip over swinging neckbreaker is about to connect only to have Marie twist out of Alana’s clutches. She now takes hold of Alana’s neck, putting it in a side headlock and setting up for the Ava Marie. She is seconds from unleashing her dreaded side headlock driver only to have Alana slip back and out of her rival’s arms.
Alana now begins to deliver forearm after forearm across the back of Marie, bending her over further and further. Alana then takes the back of Marie’s head and rushes her at the ropes, throwing her through them to the outside of the ring. Marie lands square on her rear-end across the ringside mats. She no sooner sits up before finding New Eden closing in on her. Aiken stops Rayne, Silk and Mogui from attacking Marie however, when she points up the ramp at Mika, who is still in the clutches of Marie’s associate Mrs. Budde.
Greyson: New Eden was about to jump Marie at ringside, but she’s reminding them that Silas World has possession of Mika Kozlov.
Sparkles: She’s making them think twice about putting a finger on her, they don’t want to see what Mrs. Budde will do to their Mika in retaliation.
At Aiken’s behest, New Eden backs down, allowing Marie to begin re-entering the ring. She climbs up onto the apron when Alana comes charging straight at her. But Marie thinks quickly, dropping to her seat and then baseball sliding into the ring and right through Alana’s legs. She then reaches up and grabs Alana around the waist, pulling her down into a roll up. But Marie allows Alana to roll right out of the pin and over to her knees. Marie quickly jumps to her feet then steps over Alana’s head, reaching down and hooking her arms in a set up for the pedigree.
Greyson: Marie is about to hit it, she’s about to get retribution for what New Eden has done to her sister Jessica Lasiewicz in recent weeks.
The pedigree is moments from planting Alana’s face into the canvas with the crowd glued to this violence. Another one glued to the action is Mrs. Budde, who stands behind the kneeling Mika with a proud gleam in her eyes. Her expression changes though when a steel chair cracks over her back, one swung by the woman who just stepped through the curtains behind her….Amanda Blayze.
Greyson: BLAYZE! She’s attacking Budde!
Sparkles: Retribution for what happened between these two earlier tonight.
The chair shot cracks over Budde’s spine and causes her to let go of Mika. Budde now goes staggering down the ramp with Amanda right behind her. Blayze tosses the chair aside, grabs the back of Budde’s head, rushes her down the ramp and then throws her down onto the ringside mats. Budde rolls to her knees and then glares straight up the ramp at a back peddling Blayze.
Blayze: She’s all yours.
Mrs. Budde looks a bit confused by Blayze’s comment before she realizes who those comments are directed at. Budde’s eyes cut to the members of New Eden who are now standing around her. The moment Budde spots them is the moment that Rayne, Silk, Mogui and Aiken pounce. They are on Budde in a hurry, drowning her under all their boots and all their punches. A smile comes across Blayze’s face as she backs through the curtains, taking one last second to observe the woman she just fed to a school of piranhas.
This attack on her Silas World teammate has Marie so preoccupied she completely loses focus of her original target. Alana manages to stand up and back drop her way out of the pedigree. Marie crashes into the canvas then rolls across it to her elbows and knees. She is just starting to get up before Alana cracks her in the side of the face with a scintillating superkick. A kick that sends Marie swinging around the canvas before ultimately leaving her feet and delivering the enzugari to the back of Alana’s head.
The crowd pops at the sight of Alana and Marie simultaneously hitting the canvas, the two rivals lying side by side. The audience starts screaming even louder as Lenore Price-Mason, Sienna Swann and Angelica Jones come rushing down the ramp, the Silas World members ending their jog in a jump. They throw themselves onto New Eden, coming to the defense of the woman they had pinned beneath their boots, Mrs. Budde.
Greyson: And now the rest of Silas World is out here. This has just exploded Sparkles.
Sparkles: We saw Silas World and New Eden fighting in the parking garage earlier on, now it looks like they’re picking up right where they left off.
Alana now gets back to her feet and spots Sienna driving Silk back first into the apron. Alana shouts over the ropes at Silas World, but she should have kept her focus on the member of Silas World presently in the ring with her. Marie quickly stumbles in behind Alana, grabs her by the shoulder and spins her around into a big clothesline across the throat. Marie then falls into the ropes, leaning on them for support as she recovers from the superkick she received a few seconds ago.
In spite of that brain numbing kick Marie is able to gather herself and now set herself in position to deliver the TKO. Marie slaps the titanium knee brace around her leg and then points straight at the rising Alana.
Greyson: Marie’s gonna knock Alana out with the knee brace.
Just before Marie can accomplish this task, Mika Kozlov of all people comes rolling into the ring behind her. Even with her wrists still cuffed together Mika is able to jump right on top of Marie’s back, knocking the two down to the ground. Mika lands on top of Marie and now begins to deliver repeated blows to the back of her head.
Sparkles: But Mika puts a stop to it, she’s jumping Marie inside of the ring!
Silas World and New Eden find themselves brawling towards the backstage area, leaving only Marie, Mika and Alana in the ring. At the moment Alana is leaning with her back to a turnbuckle and with a microphone in hand. She watches as Mika repeatedly bashes Marie in the back of the head with her cuffed wrists.
Alana: Did you honestly think that you would be any different than the rest of the ladies who challenged me tonight Marie? I had Rachel Frost taken care of, I had your tag team partner Brittany Lohan taken care of, and now I’ll take care of you the same way I took care of them.
Alana drops down beside Marie, who has difficulty hearing what with Mika repeatedly bashing her in the back of the head.
Alana: Lohan won’t be breaking my neck, Marie. She won’t have any opportunity to. Cause there isn’t going to be a Tag Team Title match at Last Stand. Why? Because Lohan will be hard pressed to find a partner after I break YOUR neck right now.
Alana takes hold of Marie’s head and stands up, preparing to flip over into the very same Five Starr that ended the wrestling career of Kathryn Pearson. Alana is seconds away from doing the same thing to Marie, all while Mika proudly watches from her knees.
Taylor: Heeeey Mika….
Shrill squeals are heard from the crowd at the sight of Taylor Chase and Scott Cannon making their way to the stage, dragging a handcuffed Brittany Lohan along with them. Mika turns her attention from the ring to the ramp where her sister is standing, Lohan in hand.
Taylor: I got you a preeeeesseeeent.
Scott: And it’s a present for you too Alana….
Taylor: Just our way of showing thanks for all New Eden has done for us.
Taylor and Scott charge Lohan to the ring and then roll inside. She ends up on her knees with her wrists still cuffed behind her back. After making their deposit, Scott and Taylor take off, arms interlocked as they march to the backstage area. A surprisingly grateful Mika steps around behind Lohan, Mika using the chain between her own cuffs to grind across Lohan’s throat. She pulls Lohan’s head back, forcing her to watch what Alana is about to do to Marie.
Mika: Watch with those big blue eyes of yours as Alana snaps your partner’s neck.
Alana grins back at Mika before returning her focus to the woman she has presently stooped over, right on the cusp of suffering the Five Starr. But perhaps Alana SHOULD have kept her eyes on Lohan. Because without warning Lohan unleashes a loud battle cry and then pulls with enough force on her handcuffs to snap the chain that connects them in two. Lohan then reaches up, grabs Mika by the hair and flips her over her head, sending Mika rolling across the canvas. She ends up standing right beside Alana, who lets Marie go in an attempt to help her New Eden sister to her feet. Mika and Alana stand up side by side only to be toppled by a stereo lariat by Lohan.
The feral Lohan now steps to the center of the ring before looking over her shoulder at the two members of New Eden she laid out. Alana is currently fighting her way to her feet before Marie snatches her by the back of the head and throws her into Lohan’s waiting arms. Lohan kicks Alana to the gut, doubles her over and then hooks both of her arms.
Marie: BREAK HER NECK!?!
Marie makes a breaking gesture with her hands, demanding that Lohan deliver the Final Solution. The furious Lohan shows absolutely no hesitation in following these orders.
But before Lohan can accomplish this task, Mika charges in and grabs Alana around the waist, pulling her back and pulling her out of Lohan’s clutches. Alana then stands up and begins to swing wildly at Lohan, who responds with shots of her own. At the same time Mika and Marie are fighting it out in the ring.
Greyson: Silas World and New Eden, the issues heating up in a major way between them right on the cusp of that huge Tag Team Title match at Last Stand.
BACKSTAGE
Cameras invade the office of Orlando Cruze, who sits at his desk with his face buried in his hands. He looks deeply troubled, plagued by the events that just occurred in the middle of the ring involving his wife Taylor Chase. A shadow is suddenly cast over him, prompting Orlando to look away from his palms and up into the face of Kelcey Wallace, the best friend of Taylor Chase.
Orlando: Kels….ummm, why are you wearing that?
Attention is now drawn to the fact that Kelcey is wearing wrestling gear….yes…WRESTLING GEAR.
Kelcey: Well if I intend on wrestling, I can’t exactly do it in my winter apparel, now can I?
Orlando: Wrestling?
Kelcey: I realize there’s only way for me to reach Taylor now…..I’m going to the ring to FIGHT HER!
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BACKSTAGE
Cameras catch up to Taylor Chase and Scott Cannon now occupying the parking lot. They stand around the banged up Rolls Royce that they made their great escape in on the last NewAge. Presently Scott is opening up the trunk and throwing some bags inside while the World Champion Taylor is making her way around to the passenger door of the car. She is right on the cusp of slipping inside before she hears the voice of backstage correspondent Susie Moore.
Susie: Holy Ren and Stimpy, Taylor….
The beautiful black eyes of the Champion shift to the encroaching Susie.
Susie….I take it you didn’t hear the news?
Taylor: What news is that?
Susie: Your bestie Kelcey….
Taylor: What about that snoozer?
Susie: She’s-she’s headed for the ring….
Taylor: For another one of her sappy spiels? Yawwwwn, I’m so not interested. Let’s go Scott….
She begins to slip into the passenger seat while Scott is just finishing up loading the trunk.
Susie: No…she’s not going out there to talk to you, she said she’s going to the ring to FIGHT YOU!
All of a sudden Tay comes to an abrupt halt. She now turns around to face the commentator, showing off more than Tay’s back eyes, but the big grin coming across her face.
Taylor: Now I’m intrigued….Scott, keep the car running, I’ll be back after I’m through having fun with Kels.
Scott: You don’t want me to go with?
Taylor: No, this is between Kels and I. You just make sure we’re ready to make a hasty exit from the building.
Scott: Will do gorgeous, will do.
IN-RING
Kelcey Wallace’s entrance music is just wrapping up in the ring background as she enters the ring. Wrestling gear adheres to her body and a microphone is squeezed in her palm. All the while she is turning her focus to the ramp she just made her way down.
Kelcey: Alright Taylor, you won’t listen to me? Then maybe it’s time I let these (raises clinched fists) do the talking for me. If violence is the only thing you understand, then I’ll use violence to get through to you.
And violence is exactly what she’s about to get.
Taylor: Now you’re speaking my language sweety.
The crazed Taylor who has been transformed via New Eden’s manipulation, makes her way to the stage, World title in one hand, microphone in the other.
Taylor: Fighting you sounds a whole lot more fun than listening to you. Besides, you know deep-deep down inside that you’ve always wanted to know which one of us was better. Now we’ll find out, and it’s gonna be a BLAST doing so.
Taylor comes running down the ramp, leaps to her feet and prepares to go right after Kelcey but Kelcey catches her with a hip toss, turning Taylor’s own momentum against her. The Champion is flipped over, collapsing across her seat. Kelcey then drops down behind Taylor, grabbing her arms and pinning them behind her back.
Kelcey: This isn’t who you are Taylor, this is now what you stand for.
Taylor: You don’t know me!
Taylor throws her head back, driving it into the bridge of Kelcey’s nose.
Kelcey rolls away from her best friend and into the ropes. Taylor now rushes right at her, looking to inflict even further damage. But Kelcey catches Taylor coming in with a drop toe hold, sending Taylor spiraling into the ropes and falling against them. Kelcey quickly slips through the ropes behind Taylor and then throws herself across the middle cable and across Taylor’s upper back. Kelcey almost has a version of a crucifix applied on Tay, wrapping her legs around Taylor’s arm and the middle rope, while wrapping her arms around Taylor’s arm and the middle rope. Taylor is completely prone.
Kelcey: Remember who you really are Tay. Remember.
Taylor: BE QUIET!
Taylor manages to free her arm and then throw a back elbow through the ropes right into Kelcey’s jaw. The blow knocks Kelcey to the apron but she rolls back into the ring, ending up in the center of it. Taylor then steps towards Kelcey with her fists cocked back.
Kelcey: REMEMBER!
Taylor’s fist stops mere inches from Kelcey’s face as she looks up at her friend from her knees.
Kelcey: REMEMBER!
Taylor: Shut up!
A hard slap connects across Kelcey’s cheek. Kelcey swipes some blood from her lip before looking back up at her friend.
Kelcey: REMEMBER!
Taylor: I said shut up!
Another slap is now delivered to the opposite cheek.
Kelcey: REMEMBER!!
Kelcey jumps to her feet and instead of delivering any blows she wraps her arms around the champion. She pins Taylor’s arms down to her sides in the process.
Kelcey: Remember who you are and more importantly what you’re not. You’re not a monster….you’re not a monster….You’re not a monster!! You were the first person there for me when my father died.
Taylor: I told you to shut up!!
Kelcey: Every time I ever had a problem, you were right there to help me through it.
Taylor: LET ME GO!
Kelcey: Never. I’m not letting you lose, Tay, not until you remember what you mean to me, to your husband, and to all these people who adore you.
Taylor: They hate me!
Kelcey: They love you, your husband loves you, I love you….
Taylor: You’re lying!
Kelcey: Look in my eyes.
Taylor: NO!
Kelcey: LOOK IN MY EYES!
Finally Taylor looks into the deep cavernous eyes of her most beloved friend and sees the sincerity shining through them.
Kelcey: This isn’t you.
Black tears now begin to roll down Taylor’s cheeks as she gives up struggling to free herself from Kelcey’s squeeze. Finally Kelcy lets Taylor go and the Champion falls to her knees, burying her face into her palms.
Kelcey: Tay….are you finally hearing me….
Mika: DO NOT TOUCH MY SESTRA!
Just then Mika Kozlov, wrists now free from the cuffs, blindsides Kelcey from behind. A clubbing blow knocks Kelcey off of her feet and down to the canvas. Mika now stands over Kelcey, stomping her repeatedly to the back of the head.
Mika: You leave my sestra alone! You hear me, you leave her alone!
Mika continues to stomp at the back of Kelcey’s skull. She now reaches down, grabs Kelcey by the hair and forces her up to her feet. She then bends Kelcey over backwards, putting her in position for the Killing Joke, that deadly spinning inverted STO.
Mika: Taylor is mine and you are not taking her from me.
Mika is right on the cusp of delivering the Killing Joke on Kelcey just as Taylor is getting back to her feet.
Mika: Yes sestra, join me. Join the fun…
Taylor steps towards her sister, puts hands to her chest and shoves Mika straight back and straight onto her ass. A shocked Mika looks up, lip quivering as she glares at Taylor standing over with her eyes restored to their original color. The insanity that had taken hold of Taylor seems to have faded away, the New Eden’s control over her NO MORE.
Mika: Mi….Mi…Mishka?
Taylor just offers a shake of her head in response. She then reaches down and grabs Kelcey by the hand, leading her friend to her feet. The moment that Kelcey sees Taylor’s eyes restored and the darkness gone from them, she immediately wraps her arms around Taylor’s neck. She pulls her into a big kiss on the cheek and an equally as huge hug. The two embrace before making their way to the ropes and exiting the ring. Mika watches all of this with her head shaking and her lips quivering. The departure of the Champion and Kelcey is only delayed when Mika grabs a microphone and starts screeching through it.
Mika: SEEEESSSTRA! SEEEEEESTRA!! COME BACK TO ME! COME BACK TO MIKA!
Taylor doesn’t even look back, she and Kelcey just continue to make their way up the ramp hand in hand.
Mika: You cannot walk away from me!
She does just that, Tay keeps on walking.
Mika: Fine-FINE! If you take my family from me, I will take your title from you!
BACKSTAGE
Scott Cannon, dark and evil eyes shining sinisterly, remains in the parking garage waiting for Taylor to come back. He takes a seat on the bumper of the Rolls Royce, reclining towards the still open trunk and glaring at his wrist watch.
Scott: Women…..Takes them an hour and a half to do the simplest things…tisk, tisk…
Scott stands up and turns to trunk, reaching out to close it.
It won’t be closed just yet, not until one last item has been thrown inside…Scott’s body.
Without warning Scott’s brother Chris Canon rushes in behind him and gives Scott a hard push to the back. The shove sends Scott twisting into the trunk, which is then slammed shut. Chris leans down and speaks through the trunk door to his brother trapped beneath it.
Chris: You and I are about to have a long talk mate….but not here.
Chris runs around to the driver’s side of the car, hops into the seat and revs up the engine. The Rolls Royce speeds out of the arena with Scott Cannon locked inside of the trunk.
FADE TO BLACK
out here so we can give you what you’ve wanted all these weeks? Why don’t you come to the ring and
is at the moment the scene of Brittany Lohan’s arrest. She is finally being escorted by two policers in the direction of the police cruiser a mere few feet away. Surprisingly Lohan does not put up any
BACKSTAGE
Lenore Price-Mason: So what’s with the cop car?
Lenore isn’t the only member of Silas World presently occupying the parking garbage and finding themselves intrigued by the
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BACKSTAGE
There seems to be a bit of contention between Brittany Lohan and Marie Jones at the moment. Their rabble fills the parking garage. The rest of Silas World are standing around their arguing cohorts, listening to both their sides of this raging debate.
Lohan: What do you hope to accomplish here?
Marie: I think it’s pretty straightforward what our intentions are.
Lohan: So the second Taylor (Chase) shows up here the five of you are just going to jump her?
Marie: Hey, sounds better than Orlando Cruze offering me up as some kind of bait to be fed to the Champ.
Lohan: Like it or not Marie, you deserve absolutely everything Taylor is going to put you through. I mean do you even appreciate the weight of your actions?
As Lohan talks Marie rolls her eyes.
Lohan: Listen to me dammit!
An intense Lohan swats the chair Marie was clinging to right out of her hands.
Marie: Awww, so you think taking that from me is going to protect Taylor? That was just my seat….THIS is the weapon I was going to use on her.
Marie rolls up her pants leg to show the titanium knee brace she stole from Taylor several weeks ago wrapped around her knee.
Lohan: You’re not using a chair, and you’re not using that knee brace. I won’t let you (jabs Marie in the chest with a finger), or any of you (points at all of Silas World), hurt Tay.
Marie: I think you got things a little mixed up in your head Lohan. You see, I don’t do what you tell me to do, just the opposite, you do what I say, when I say to do it. You’re not Tay’s bodyguard anymore, you’re her destroyer. If I tell you to shatter her knee, you’ll do it.
Lohan: No, I won’t.
Marie: I feel real sorry for your sister then. Hey Mrs. Budde….
Budde steps out of the Silas World pack and right up behind Marie.
Mrs. Budde: Yes?
Marie: Why don’t you go find Serenity and give her that mafia kick of yours right to the back of her neck.
Lohan: NO!
Marie: What? What’s wrong Brittany? Obviously you don’t care what happens to your sister, so why are you trying to stop us? I mean, Taylor attacked your sister on NewAge and you’re just going to let her off that easily?
Lohan: That wasn’t Taylor on NewAge….I honestly don’t have a clue who that was that attacked Serenity.
Marie: Well you will know who attacks Serenity tonight if….
Officer: Excuse me? Are you Mrs. Marie Jones?
A confused Marie turns to the two police officers and the drug dog situated between them.
Marie: Why do you want to know?
A cringing Marie peeks over her shoulders at her friends holding their weapons, insisting they be lowered.
Officer: An anonymous tip was made that you were trafficking illegal substances….
Marie: WHAT!?!
Angelica: That’s ludicrous.
Speaks up Marie’s mother.
Officer: Well we can put all of this to rest if you agree to allow us to search your personal belongings.
Marie: And let you violate my civil liberties?
Officer: If you have nothing to hide you won’t mind us searching your….
Marie: Alright, fine. Do what you must, but this is a colossal waste of your time.
Marie goes on protesting as she and
Sienna: Look out pumpkins.
Sienna’s words reach the ears of Marie and Lohan just in time. The two step out of the way of the Rolls Royce speeding into the parking lot. Aiken Frost’s vehicle is horribly mutilated, consumed by dents, scrapes, graffiti tags, and a plume of smoke. The doors quickly open, Taylor Chase stepping out of the passenger seat with the World Title hanging from between her teeth. Scott Cannon emerges from the driver’s side door, the strap of his Tag Team Championship hanging out of the zipper of his pants. The pair not only wear matching title belts, but matching black eyes.
Taylor: Oh look Scott, they brought out a greeting party for us.
Scott: How thoughtful.
Silas World is so shocked by what they’re seeing that they fail to react with the weapons currently griped in their palms. They just stare at Scott AND Tay, with their glowing black eyes and their maniacal laughter.
Lohan: Tay…I….don’t….believe it.
Taylor: Believe it blue eyes, it’s me in the flesh. Miss me?
Lohan: I….
Marie: What is everyone waiting for?
Taylor: Oh, hey there red. I’ll be seeing you later tonight.
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