Post by Avery Quinn on Dec 27, 2017 14:52:47 GMT -5
The show cuts to the backstage area as Celeste walks down the hallway, phone in hand. The crowd cheers at the sight of the young SAP star as she answers a call.
Celeste: “Hello?”
A brief pause, followed by a raised eyebrow. Celeste stops walking a moment.
Celeste: “Trixie? What's up? How ya doing?”
Trixie’s voice can be heard over the phone as the camera zooms in for a close up of Celeste.
Trixie: “Turn around, bright eyes.”
Celeste does so, with a Christmas shirt on, and the camera follows suit. Trixie herself comes striding down the hallway. The noise from the crowd grows louder as Celeste ends the call and stuffs her phone into her pocket.
Celeste: “Heya Trixie. I heard you signed but wasn't expecting you to be here in Montreal.”
Trixie smiles with her padded coat on, a beret and a thicker pair of pants to deal with the cold.
Trixie: “I thought I should totally have a lookout for the talent. Plus you, CJ and Wally are in the main event spots. How could I miss it?”
She gives Celeste a little chuckle before storing her phone away in her Michael Kors handbag.
Celeste: “Good point. You'll definitely get to see who’s who tonight. Gramps can become champion and CJ and I can spit in the “face” of SAP. Should be a good night over all.”
Trixie: “I’m hoping you guys win, all of you including Wally. Maybe this match will get you and CJ towards a tag title, hmmm? Champion with the boyfriend…”
Trixie says playfully tapping Celeste’s shoulder. She nods in agreement.
Celeste: “That would be perfect. And fulfill my goal of winning a major title before my rookie year ends. But I won't kid myself. I have so much going on in the next month.”
Trixie: “Oh?”
Celeste: “Yeah. I got the Young Guns Cup, HKW Brand Wars, Future Shock comes back, and of course, SAP. I'll be busy, but my star is rising.”
Trixie: “Same, SAP, Union, EWC, Seattle maybe! We’ll have loads to catch up on each show. I hope CJ’s getting proactive like you are.”
Celeste shakes her head.
Celeste: “Not yet. But that's okay. His focus is on SAP and it should be I guess because he did get thrust into the National title scene right away. I got a couple shots at the X title. Hopefully more chances come my way soon.”
Trixie: “You feeling ok about that?”
Trixie says leaning off to her left foot with a sympathetic posture to Celeste.
Celeste: “Yeah I guess so. It's whatever the company wants you know?”
She says with a shrug.
Trixie: “Doesn’t hurt to be a tiny bit assertive though. Make sure you feel you’re moving forward too, sweetie.”
Celeste: “Beating Genie and Eli tonight should prove to the higher ups that I can handle the top spots. Winning the YGC would be huge too. I know I'll get my chance. I'll keep fighting until I do.”
Trixie: “Oh totally, I’m still learning who’s entered in that, but it should be some stiff competition which means…”
Trixie says with an enthusiastic smile.
Trixie: “Winning it sets you at the very top of the pack. A pack full of amazing competitors.”
Celeste: “Exactly. It'd be huge! But right now I have to go get ready for my match and find CJ. I hope you enjoy the show Trixie.”
Celeste gives her friend a wave and heads off in the opposite direction in search of her boyfriend. The scene fades out.
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Zombie Vice Squad walk out to the ring with little ceremony. They stare at the crowd with thinly veiled disgust.
Kowloon Zombie: We are the Zombie Vice Squad and you saw on the last atrociously named show we can hold our own in the ring. We come here as there are more eyes being drawn to SAP. Those eyes need to be protected from the evils in this world that influence the masses to turn towards the Darkness.
Siberia Zombie: Everyone that watches us in the ring will be amazed at our prowess. There is no amount of verbal hype that can match our skill. We don’t need to be announced as the next big thing in SAP to stroke our egos. We don’t need to list our accomplishments. We will showcase our worth in the ring.
Kowloon Zombie: We do all this in spite of the challenges ahead of us be they from the competition in front of us or from the allies they stick on us. Stacked Deck was clearly outmatched by everyone in the ring so it was our duty to take control of that match. They should be thanking us. You should all be thanking us for saving you from their mediocrity.
Siberia Zombie: You will be thanking us for many things in the future. We aim to clean up this company from any and all negative influences for you people. We will really start tonight when we take on the Satsujin Triad. It will just be us this time so things should go our way. We are showcasing our skill in the ring but we will be among you always. Let us introduce to you the auxiliary. Stand up my Zeds. Show yourselves.
A few members of the audience in black hoodies stand up in groups of two or four. The men and women take off their hoods and all of them have close cropped haircuts and Z’s on their foreheads. They stand at attention and stare right at Siberia and Kowloon.
Kowloon Zombie: If you are ever in doubt of who to cheer for and who to deride and insult just look to one of ours to show you the way. I can only assure you that as our influence grows in SAP so will our numbers. This is a movement and a declaration. Any and all miscreants, evildoers, perverts, layabouts and unskilled will be judged. They will be destroyed and you, my people, will be saved.
Siberia raises her arm and lowers it. All the Zeds in the audience sit down at this signal and the Zombie Vice Squad exit the ring.
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The Fam vs. Santana & Salvitor
As the bell rang Salvitor started the match for his team. While Triple T started for The Fam. Terry controlled the match early but things started to get choppy for him when Salvitor tagged in Santana. Xander and The Truth used some quick tags and cut the ring off to try and keep Tillman away from Steel who was looking angry as could be. Terry finally managed to split away from Santana and Salvitor and tagged in Vince. Steel came in with fury and started to destroy Santana and Salvitor. He hammered both of them relentlessly before hitting Salvitor with the “Hand of Steel” (iron claw slam). Vince got the cover and the three count but wasn’t finished there as he continued to lay a beating on the other men. Terry stood on the top rope yelling out that no one wants to mess with The Fam.
Winners: The Fam
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“The Comedian” Allan Chaney hype video
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Through one of the backstage entrances, two hooded figures covered with snow walk inside and allow the doors to close behind them. One of them raises their gloved hands and lowers the hood, revealing “The Paladin” Jessica Nitoh. She brushes the snow from her shoulders and sighs.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I’m glad the walk between the hotel and the arena is super short. Beats driving through snow traffic.”
The other figure raises their gloved hands to lower the hood. After he pulls down the scarf to hang around his neck, Victor Mason shivers and brushes off the excess snow from his shoulders. He looks to Jessica with a relieved expression on his face.
[Victor Mason] “You know, I could have paid for a taxi to drive us here.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “Where’s the fun in that? Besides, the weather’s not so bad.”
[Victor Mason] “Negative thirteen degrees… is not so bad?”
He raises an eyebrow in question before he relieves himself of the thick winter jacket. Of course, he’s dressed to impress, donning a dark grey double-breasted suit contrasted by black winter boots. He runs his gloved hand through his dark brown hair and looks around.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Remember, I lived in Toronto for twelve years. It gets colder.”
She sheds her own winter jacket and reveals a blue long-sleeved blouse with black leggings and a pair of brown winter boots. She takes off her gloves and tucks them in between the jacket. She notices him looking around and tilts her head.
[Jessica Nitoh] “What are you looking for?”
[Victor Mason] “I’m thinking about where the beverage station would be. Hot tea would be splendid right about now.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “We’ll find it faster if we move.”
She smiles softly and makes her to the right and down the hall. There’s a subtle shift in Victor’s eyes as Jessica walks ahead of him, but he looks up when she stops suddenly.
[Jessica Nitoh] “...My adventure isn’t a lost cause, is it?”
She turns around to face him and their eyes meet.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Our newly-appointed boss doesn’t like me. Even after my honest apology and reconciliation, Avery’s still bitter towards me. Our esteemed general manager Marisol despises me and wants me to fail every step of the way. I defeated Mark Storm and rightfully earned my X title shot, but with every show, I feel like they’re trying to intentionally delay my opportunity. I don’t have a lot of friends in this company and I’m surrounded on all sides. This is…”
He’s already moved closer to her, placing a gloved hand on her shoulder. He looks deep into her eyes and shakes his head.
[Victor Mason] “This is not impossible. Yes, the challenge before you is difficult, but you can overcome it. Need I remind you that you’ve already accomplished the impossible over a year ago? When you ended the undefeated streak of Jacob Daniels and became the Indy Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Champion?”
She parts her lips to say something, but she knows he’s right. Jessica’s overcome the impossible before, and deep down, she knows she can do it again. A gentle smile crosses her face.
[Jessica Nitoh] “You’re right. My adventure in Spirit and Pride isn’t a lost cause. I have many people who support me on my journey. My family, my friends, and my fans.”
Those watching the event live in the audience cheer aloud as they chant Jessica’s name.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Even Andre is rooting for me and he’s the X Champion! That says a lot. He wants me to challenge him for the title. He wants me to perform at my very best and I won’t let him down. I won’t let my fans down. I won’t let my family and friends down.”
She looks into Victor’s eyes and her smile brightens.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I won’t let you down.”
[Victor Mason] “You never will.”
He gently squeezes her shoulder before they continue down the hall in their active search.
[Victor Mason] “Once we get some hot tea, we’ll discuss strategy. I’ve done a little research on Mr. Jaser Cruz and I have found major points for you to capitalize on.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “Oh? I’m curious.”
They quietly talk amongst themselves, the camera unable to pick up anything, and the scenario slowly fades to black.
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Stone Hendrix vs. Jamal Scott
The two rookies locked up and began some quick chaining. Stone had the advantage there but Jamal took the match back up to their feet where he started to turn the tide with his striking ability. Jamal caught him with a few kicks and then hip tossed him to a seated position before cartwheeling and then connecting with a dropkick to the head of Hendrix. Jamal goes for a cover but Stone kicks out. Scott kept the pressure on for a few minutes but things started to change when he went for a standing moonsault and Hendrix got his knees up. Stone then put his foot on the gas landing a few moves in succession. Stone then got Jamal up and launched him into the corner with a turnbuckle powerbomb. Stone then came running in for “The Stone Kick” (Running big boot to a cornered opponent). Hendrix got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Stone Hendrix
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After such a great match has transpired, the transition over to the backstage area of the Maurice Richard Arena. In the narrow hallway where large lights illuminate the SAP logo on the wall, Aleks Parker in her beautiful tight blue dress stands before the camera holding tightly onto the microphone under her chin. Excited about the action, she nods her head as she receives the cue from production to begin. One deep breath and it’s off to the races.
Aleks Parker: “Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time, he is the SAP X Champion, Andre Holmes.”
A notion of supportive reactions from the audience erupts the moment Andre steps into the camera frame. He’s a little bit taller than Aleks but at least they court each other professional given the wide smile on her face. Andre usually has his leather black hoodie over his head and holding the X championship belt over his right shoulder. He nods at Aleks, pleased to be in her presence but more importantly the guest on this interview. Aleks raises the microphone again to ask her question.
Aleks Parker: “Andre. You’ve had your first defense of the SAP X Championship against former SAP X Champion, Heidi Thompson. What were you feeling after retaining the championship?”
He chuckles and leans in closer as Aleks holds the microphone near to his lips.
Andre Holmes: “Honestly, I just did what I as I said I would. I’m not tearing down Heidi but I told her she wasn’t really the biggest threat to my belt as I proved it on the last show. She’s a good wrestler but she’s past her prime in this business. I, Andre Holmes, am the X champion for a reason and this belt isn’t leaving me any time soon.”
Aleks reels the microphone back to her asking another question.
Aleks Parker: “And how do you feel about your opponent tonight, Nora Harris?”
The look on his face compares to the hesitation in answering right away. He knows exactly the type of competitor she is but the level of competition in his second defense has stepped up. He takes a deep breath then answers.
Andre Holmes: “I’m excited. I’ve been preparing to have another defense under my belt and Nora Harris was delivered this opportunity especially over her win of Jessica Nitoh. She’s a good wrestler, a great person but as a competitor, that’s where I have doubts. She’s had many opportunities to become champion in SAP Wrestling and every chance she’s had, she’s failed.
What’s to say she won’t fail this one again? I’m not going to let this championship be taken away from me especially when I’m the one raising the prestige and the level of competition in my division. Ever since I won this belt, it’s been getting more attention and everyone has been turning their eyes onto it. Can Nora Harris carry that responsibility? No she can’t. So tonight, I’ll do what I do best and that’s prove to the entire world why I am the greatest SAP X Champion of all time.”
Another struck of great praise is heard and Aleks nods her head. She really admires his confidence but its time to switch up the tension in the atmosphere. Pulling the microphone back, her tone switches to a more serious nature and Andre prepares for the hard hitting questions thrown in his face.
Aleks Parker: “Recently on Twitter, you and the general manager, Marisol Marniceau, seemed to have a sort of disagreement about your title match with Jessica Nitoh. What’s your take on this?”
Andre looks away then slides the hoodie off of his head. He chuckles before returning the gaze back to Aleks before answering it in a harsh and rugged tone in his voice.
Andre Holmes: “Marisol Marniceau in my opinion needs to relax. I’m not trying to disrespect as a general manager but for someone who is just getting the job, she seems to have a poor attitude of understanding who are the people putting their lives on the line for her to earn a paycheck. It’s obvious to the entire world that she doesn't like Jessica Nitoh. Sure, Jessica has made mistakes and she’s paying for them but there’s absolutely no need to rub it in her face especially when she’s redeemed herself by earning an opportunity at MY championship.
If Marisol wants to make her life a living hell, you do it after Nitoh gets the shot but since I opened my mouth and defended her, she now has a problem with me. Marisol doesn’t have a problem with people who get out of line, she has a problem with people who call her out on her bullshit and not stay clear with her status quo. Basically anyone who kisses her ass or shares her vision of being her puppets.
Knowing me, all I care about is defending the SAP X Championship and becoming the greatest champion which is in progress may I add. If Marisol wants to continue disrespecting me because she has a staff position, be my guest. However, you don’t screw me or my contender out of a match we both earned due to her personal feelings get involved. I don’t care what Marisol does or says about me; She can’t take this belt from my cold dead body. No one can. I am the X Champion and I am Rele-”
Avery takes away the microphone after she looks over her right shoulder. She scurries off and Andre shakes his head seeing the devil of the hour approach in the shot. The belt is held tighter over his shoulder again and he rolls his eyes watching her approach him with that smug look on her face. Marisol is busy looking around for the SAP National Champion to offer her late congratulations on him being SAP’s longest reigning singles champion. She looks displeased seeing Andre as she approaches.
Marisol Marniceau: “It is an annoyance that you and Jessica continue flattering yourself in thinking that I spend my free time thinking about the two most uninteresting people in this company.”
She looks him up and down as if he's mere trash.
Marisol Marniceau: “And quite frankly, it's already grown tiresome.”
The insult was expected but the reaction was more a comedic one. Andre looks over his left shoulder then his right before looking back at her pretending to be confused as a deer seeing headlights in the woods.
Andre Holmes: “I’m sorry. I’m just wondering who you’re calling uninteresting as I’m sure it cannot be me. And you may not spend your free time thinking about us but you do put in a lot of effort to remind us how terrible we are. Can I ask you this, “General Manager”. Do you really have something against us because we don’t fit your status quo or maybe because we don’t easily fall into your bullshit like...I don’t know...forty-five percent of the roster has?”
He adjusts the belt dangling over his right shoulder and leans back preparing for her answer. Andre may have a knack for getting in trouble especially with authority but he felt the need to stand his ground defending himself and others who felt the wrath of Marisol.
Marisol Marniceau: “The problem I have is the disrespect. How you two truly believe you can be rewarded on the disrespect of superiors. I was called in because I was well informed that majority of the roster is downright disrespectful and Avery had grown tired of it. I won't stand for the disrespect and Jessica went on twitter and mentioned me for our last fight to start. Then you interjected yourself into it and are now whining employee cruelty as if you have been randomly targeted for harassment. I have already decided what I'm going to do the next time I am disrespected by the likes of any of you two.”
Andre Holmes: “Likes of any of you two. Oh well. I hope the decision makes you happy because if not, I don’t really care. You can throw whatever you want at me. Handicap matches, unfair stipulations, lower my salary, ruin my chance at taking any time off which I don’t do a lot but I should. I’ll be here defending and raising the prestige of my X Championship at the expense of your spitefulness. Now if you excuse me, I have a match to compete in...and it’s a weird one.”
Andre turned on his feet and marched down the hallway letting the camera turn over to Marisol.
Marisol Marniceau: “Think it's finally time to start having consequences come into play..”
She says while watching the departing X Champion as the camera fades out on her.
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Satsujin vs. Zombie Vice Squad
The bell rang and Zombie Vice Squad was feeling it tonight. Cappadonna started out the match against Siberia and Siberia was quick to put the match in ZVS’ direction. Cappadonna tried to rely on her impressive stand up but Siberia kept her tied up using her judo background. Satsujin had their best chances when Nari was in the ring. Chang was able to hold her own for most of the match but as time went on she started to fade and she had trouble fending of Kowloon. The match ended when Zombie Vice Squad managed to get hold of Cappadonna when Nari was incapacitated and they hit “Tsarsky Kolokol” (Kowloon puts the opponent into the scorpion crosslock. Siberia bounces off the ropes and leap frogs over his back to stomp the opponent into the mat).
Winners: Zombie Vice Squad
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Claire and Ximena are walking backstage, side by side. The two buff BGTL babes are stretching their arms and shoulders as they walk. The cameraman is walking backwards in front of them, hoping not to stumble over any cables or loose equipment. They seemed focused, their eyes staring straight in front as they walk, every step bringing them closer to ringside and their ultimate goal: getting that elusive W in SAP Wrestling, which has slipped from their grasp time and time again.
After a while, Ximena put her hand on Claire’s shoulder, stopping her in her tracks.
Ximena: Look, Claire, tonight is important. Last show you told me the Satsujin could be trusted to play ball. Obviously you were wrong.
Claire purses her lips. Ximena was right and she knew it. Satsujin had proven to be unreliable despite the fact she vouched for them beforehand.Now they had a chance to prove that they were better than their record had indicated.
Claire: You’re right, you’re right. I vouched for them. I shouldn’t have. My bad, Ximmie and I own it. But hey, at least we still have each other.
Ximena: Which is all we need in the ring. You and I have been through a lot. You have other friends too, so have I, but despite our differences there is no one we can trust as much as we do each other, right?
Claire: Totally! We grew up with each other. I know you have my back. I’ll always have yours. There’s a reason we’re a team. Nobody can ever tear us apart because our bond has existed for literally decades. That’s what makes us so good.
Ximena: It’s also why we don’t play well with others, I guess. Every time we’ve tried to mix it up with another team on our side we’ve failed. Yet when we go out on our own, we have beaten anybody they’ve put in front of us. You taught me a valuable lesson, Claire. You may have been wrong about Satsujin, but you were right about something else: me. I was being too nice. Too respectful. I lost track of what we’re really in this for: winning. I needed a healthy dose of arrogance and I’m glad you made me see that. From now on, they can expect some ruthless aggression.
Claire smirks and slaps Ximena on the arm.
Claire: Fuck yeah, girl! That’s what I like to hear! About time you got your head out of your ass and started looking at things the right way. I mean, we both know you’re the best one on the team, XImmie. You’re bigger, stronger and you’re more passionate about this wrestling stuff. But you lack that killer instinct, that willingness to kick a person when they’re down, play dirty, do whatever it takes. I don’t. That’s why I’ve been getting so many requests for matches all over the world, while a much better talent like you is overlooked. So tonight, we can make a statement.
Ximena: Yeah… Stacked Deck.
Claire: Stacked Deck of Shit all the way up to the fucking ceiling! Remember our first match? They got beat! They’re weak, sad wastes of space. We gotta dump them in the trash where they belong like we’re gonna do with everyone who stands in our way. I mean these goddamn wannabes wanna be popsingers turned wrestlers? How lame is that?
Ximena: It’s… pretty weird. They even wrote their own theme song.
Claire: Right? Anyway, when we’re done with them they’ll have to autotune that shit to the max because they’ll be fishing their own teeth from their throats and drinking from a straw for a few weeks. But it’ll make it easier for ‘em to deepthroat, so there’s their silver lining.
Ximena: MUST you be so vulgar? But yeah, they’re a good step-up to where we need to be: the Reeds. Through Stacked Deck we get to the champs. And that’s what I plan on doing tonight.
Claire smiles and the pair continues to walk until they round the corner and the camera fades out.
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Lilah Reed vs. Iris Hawthorne
The bell rang and Iris was aggressive from the start. She pushed Lilah back into the corner and let loose a series of chops followed by some hard forearms. Iris then backed up to the middle of the ring and went for a corner splash but Lilah had enough wherewithal to get out of the way. Reed grabbed Iris from behind and drove a few knees into her back before connecting with a backbreaker. Lilah laid some stomps on Iris before pulling her up and whipping her into the ropes. On the rebound Hawthorne connected with her “Hall of Eyes” (flying cross chop) that sent Lilah to the mat. Iris was still full of fire and pulled Reed right up. Iris then connected with a few german suplex’s in a row before setting Lilah up for “Crushing Spirits” (Swinging Fisherman Neckbreaker). As Iris is getting ready to go for the move Lilah uses her free hand to rake the eyes of Iris. Lilah then rolls her into a small package and gets the three count.
Winner: Lilah Reed
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Jessica Nitoh vs. Jaser Cruz
As the bell rang they came out of their corners and slapped hands showing a mutual respect. The two locked up and Jess got Jaser in an arm wringer. He bent his arm the other way to get to a standing position and then used his other arm to hit Jess in the wrist and break free. Jaser headed for the ropes and rebounded. Jess dropped to the mat and Cruz leapt over her. Jess jumped up as Jaser rebounded again and caught him with a flying head scissors but Jaser landed on his feet. Cruz headed back to the ropes again and this time caught Jess with the “Kaio-Ken Dropkick” (Standing or Running Front Dropkick followed by a kip up and theatrics). The crowd was cheering after the exchange which had Jaser feeling good. Jaser played to the crowd for another moment before turning around to grab Nitoh. Jess popped off with some European uppercuts that took Cruz by surprise. Nitoh then whipped Jaser into the corner and followed in landing a jumping yakuza kick that landed flush. Jaser fell out of the corner and Jess knew she had her chance. She quickly climbed to the top rope and connected with the “Silver Moon Shockwave” (630 Cannonball Senton). Nitoh hooked the leg for the pin and got the three count.
Winner: Jessica Nitoh
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BGTL vs. Stacked Deck
Ximena and Kim started the match for each team and the two had some quick back and forth with neither of them taking a clear advantage. Claire was tagged in and was keeping up the momentum that Ximena started but that changed when Judith tagged in. Judy used some underhanded tactics to try and keep Claire on the ground where she attempted to stretch her out. Kim tagged back in and brought Claire back to her feet looking to use her striking skills but it backfired when Claire landed a Manhattan drop that sent Kim to the mat and allowed Claire to tag Ximena back in. Ximena stormed in and ran house on Kim even connecting with “Domina” (dominator). Judy reached over the top rope and tagged herself in but that didn’t do many favors as Ximena was still hot and quickly worked her over before tagging in Claire. The duo would then connect with “BGTL” (Ximena lifts them up for a burning hammer while Claire leaps from the top rope and hits a leg drop). Claire would go for the cover and get the three count.
Winners: BGTL
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Backstage, Yasmeen Sherazi stands, peering cheerfully into the camera.
Yasmeen Sherazi: Ladies and Gents, my guest at this time...the “Apex Goddess,” Fujiko Mine.
The crowd begins to cheer loudly as soon as Yasmeen says the word “Apex.” The shot widens as Fujiko steps into it. Xena follows suit, staring menacingly at Yasmeen. She balks a little, before stepping back next to Fujiko.
Yasmeen Sherazi: Tonight, in your debut match here in SAP, you face Rachel Redding for the Great American championship. Your thoughts?
Fujiko Mine: Pleasure to be here, Yas. Can I call you Yas?
Yasmeen gives a small nod.
Fujiko Mine: Great. So...my thoughts? Sure. My thoughts are that Rachel Redding desperately needs something to latch onto. Her bringing up some bio about relinquishing a championship that isn’t one here in SAP? Commenting on my history of title defenses? Okay. That’s great and it’s cute. It’s meant to make me appear weak; it’s meant to minimize my momentum. But it doesn’t, you know why? Because even though what she said about me not being able to defend the Frontier Grappling Arts Pride championship more than once is the truth…
Fujiko gives a mock gasp, as if she just swore in church.
Fujiko Mine: I don’t have any shame in saying it, it is indeed true...but here’s the glorious part. It has ABSOLUTELY no bearing on this match. Prior to June, I hadn’t wrestled since last October. So I’ve only been back in the game a few months. But I’ve been building momentum to the point that when my music hit and I showed my face back in Pittsburgh...EVERY SINGLE person in that arena knew who I was and what my appearance meant. It meant that Rachel Redding was going to have to move aside, because the Apex Goddess arrived. And she’s offended by that. I get it.
Fujiko offers a simple shrug.
Fujiko Mine: Even so, for her to think that she can try and slow my momentum by trying to get Elizabeth Lannister to back up her twitter trash talk? Please honey, you can do better. But let’s get to tonight’s match. You see, Rachel is about to learn what these folks in Montreal already know.
The crowd bites on the cheap pop.
Fujiko Mine: She is going to learn that once that bell rings, her desperate attempts at trying to stop the avalanche from steamrolling right over her aren’t going to matter one single bit. Because I am going to kick that chin, hook that leg, and get that victory.
Fujiko’s lips curl into a smile.
Fujiko Mine: But I will certainly give credit where it’s due. She’s beaten Felicity and Brandon Banks. There’s a certain level of talent in doing that. It’s impressive. But she’s never been in the ring with someone like me before, and it’s going to show. Oh sister, is it ever going to show. I’m going to humble that ego of hers, and I’m going to take away that Great American title. Not because Rachel is bad. Quite the contrary. She’s great. But she’s not at the Apex. And that’s where I am taking SAP by the time it’s all said and done.
Fujiko blows a kiss, and strides off camera. Xena, however, stays in place. Yasmeen goes to move, but Xena shakes her head. She points at the microphone, then gestures for Yasmeen to bring it close. Xena faces the camera, a chilling look on her face.
Xena: Rachel Redding…
Xena narrows her eyes, and holds a pause for emphasis.
Xena: Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru.
A ghost of a smile appears on her face, possibly. She then strides off in the same direction as Fujiko before we head back to ringside.
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Backstage by the curtains Aurora is seen waiting for her time to go out, ready to face Tyson Braddock tonight. Her hair is up in a high tight braid, the golden sheen of it clear even in the lower light where she waits. She spies Aleks Parker approaching with a slight motion of her amazing green eyes, and crosses her arms over her more than generous chest as she waits for her to come to a halt next to her. As soon as Aleks holds up a microphone Aurora raises a brow and speaks soft.
AURORA: Go ahead, ask.
Aleks blinks then shakes her head a little to gain her composure.
ALEKS PARKER: Well after what happened at 55 Gallon Drum of Eggnog, when Tyson and his partner attacked your partner Masaru, I’m sure the fans are wondering what you’re thinking about going into this match against Tyson?
Aurora gives Aleks a serene look, perhaps just a little too serene if there’s such a thing before she whistles the first few bars of the theme that her team enters to, Twisted Nerve. She watches Aleks blink before she stops and answers.
AURORA: I’m considering.
ALEKS PARKER: Considering?
Aurora’s smile blooms, sweet at first but quickly shifting darker.
AURORA: Yes of course. I mean, I haven’t decided yet how many times I’m dropping Tyson on his head. It’s not like he can stop me.
Aleks blinks, lowers the microphone a moment, and then shores up and raises it again.
ALEKS PARKER: That seems awfully…
AURORA: Arrogant? Cocky? I’ve been accused of worse. Frankly Aleks I’m like Babe Ruth in this business and if I call my shot you can guarantee it’s going to happen. If his partner happens to show up like he did last week? Well. It’s going to be the exact opposite of pretty. I don’t suffer interference in my matches well, Aleks. This is a known fact. If Tyson is smart he’ll take the beating I’m bringing him like the gift it is and say thank you Ma’am when it’s all over.
Aleks couldn’t help a slight chuckle before she stops, as she realizes from the steady look on Aurora’s face that she’s not joking.
ALEKS PARKER: But… but why would he say thank you?
There’s that smile again as Aurora uncrosses her arms and lightly pats Aleks on the shoulder.
AURORA: That I’ve decided not to make this personal of course. I mean, really… we wouldn’t want that.
Aurora turns from Aleks, gently dismissing her as she hears her music start, her own theme instead of the team’s, Static-X’s Cold.
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Aurora vs. Tyson Braddock
As soon as the bell rang Tyson Braddock shot out of the corner looking for a spear but as he hit Aurora she locked her arm around the head of Braddock and used his momentum to counter it into a ddt. Braddock was stunned and managed to roll to the outside to try and avoid being pinned. As Aurora went to the outside to get him the man who attacked Masaru last show started to make his way through the crowd. Hell is Waiting must have anticipated this as Inoue quickly showed up at the ringside area. The man keeps back as he doesn’t want to be attacked by both of them. Aurora slides Tyson back into the ring and then finishes him off with the “Ghostly Kiss DDT” (Modified Rope-assisted Asai-style DDT). She then got the cover and the pin. Hell is Waiting then left Tyson for his friend to gather.
Winner: Aurora
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RAWGRAPS vs. Pretty Committee
PC started the match hot by using quick tags and and their signature dirty tricks. Kelly found himself in some trouble early as Veronica and Bianca laid down some serious stomps on him in the corner. Pretty Committee had to work extra hard to try and keep the larger opponent at bay to keep things going their way. Cosmo was working up the crowd from the other corner and they were all behind Michael. Kelly started to rally despite the onslaught. Bianca hooked Kelly’s arms from her position on the ropes and Veronica came rushing in but Kelly broke free allowing Veronica to slam into Bianca. Kelly made the hot tag to Cosmo who came in on fire. Cosmo dropped Veronica and then Bianca who came back into the ring. Cosmo tossed Bianca out over the top rope and then grabbed hold of Veronica and then called for Michael. The two then connected with “Congratulations” (Cosmo lifts the opponent in the air for what looks like a Stalling suplex while Michael comes off the ropes with a giant jumping boot to the face.) Cosmo covered Veronica and made the pin. After the match while RAWGRAPS were celebrating Hostile Takeover made their way out from the curtain. They stared down RAWGRAPS for a moment before returning behind the curtain.
Winners: RAWGRAPS
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X Championship Match
Margarita Deathmatch
Andre Holmes © vs. Nora Harris
Andre seemed to be quite confident in the early going but Nora wasn’t going to back down. Andre tried to use more of his flashy moveset early on but Nora sent him to the mat with a series of arm drags that seemed to frustrate Andre a little. He then tried to take her to the mat and work her over from there but then wound up in a head scissors from a very focused Nora. Andre reached for the ropes and then gained some composure back. Nora came in at Andre and he flipped her up and over onto the apron. He turned around and she tried to land a punch but he blocked it. Andre then grabbed Nora by the hair and ran her along the apron before tossing her into the large open container full of limes. Andre slid out of the ring and went for Nora. As she was lifting herself out of the container Andre hooked an arm for a suplex but Nora was slippery after being covered in lime juice that she slipped free. She caught Andre with a stiff kick to the back and then grabbed him by the hair and dunked his head into the tequila container. Andre waved his arms frantically. Nora pulled his head out and Holmes tried to catch his breath. As Nora went to dunk him again Andre placed his hands on the top of the container to block it. He then through an elbow that caught Nora right in the face. Andre worked Nora over for a bit on the outside. He then went to whip Nora into the stairs but Nora countered it. She used all of her might to whip Andre into the stairs and fell down while doing it which caused Andre to hit the stairs head first. As Andre popped his head up he had been busted open from the stairs. Nora quickly reached into the salt container and grabbed a handful. She ground the salt into the open wound of Andre who screamed out in pain. Nora rolled Holmes back into the ring and then went in after. She headed for the ropes but when she went to rebound someone from the crowd reached out and grabbed her ankle sending her to the mat. A fan yelled out that it was Ashley Maldano. When Nora got up she looked out to the crowd to try and see who it was. She wasn’t paying attention to Andre who was now up. He hit her with a chop block that dropped her to a knee. He quickly popped up and then hit her with the “Thrust kick” (superkick to kneeling opponent). Andre got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Andre Holmes
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Brendan Samuels vs. Desiree Jenkins
The crowd both let out cheers for two fan favorites. However it became apparent that the crowd was more on the side of the National champion as the chant of “His Name is Brendan” echoed through the arena. Desy tried hard to go shot for shot with the wayfaring wanderer of the sea but the size advantage was quite obvious in this affair. Jenkins tried to use her speed advantage to her best abilities but Brendan was on point tonight showing why he has been National champ for so long. Brendan kept Desy in check for most of the match before finishing her off with “Mac Lir” (millennium suplex)
Winner: Brendan Samuels
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Luca Di Paolo is seen backstage watching a tv that is airing the event. He watches as Desy gets back to her feet and receives a pop from the crowd. Yasmeen then approaches Luca with a microphone in hand.
Yasmeen: Luca, do you have any comments about the last match?
Di Paolo looks Yasmeen up and down before letting out a scoff.
Luca: Find some better clothes and then maybe I’ll talk to you.
With that Di Paolo strolls off down a hallway with his head held high in the air.
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Great American Title Match
Rachel Redding © vs. Fujiko Mine
The crowd was absolutely insane as the two stood across the ring from each other for Fujiko’s first match in SAP. Fujiko wasn’t waiting and went right after Redding. Rachel wasn’t having it and powdered to the outside. Mine chased right after her and Redding ran around the ring for a moment before sliding back in. Mine slid right in after her but Rachel was already up and started to stomp along her entire body. Rachel spent specific time on Fujiko’s ankles to try and limit her move set. Rachel now had the match at the pace she wanted and worked on Fujiko. Mine wasn’t going down easy however and managed to battle back with the support of the fans finishing off a comeback sequence with “4-Play’ (running single leg dropkick). As Fujiko was getting back to her feet Nick Redfield ran out to the ring. Nick was upset and claimed that this was supposed to be his match and he should be getting the shot at Rachel. Redding had reached her feet and got a running start driving a knee right to the upper back of Fujiko that sent her crashing into the corner. Nick then took up his issue with Rachel herself. Redding told Nick to go disappear and that he was worthless. Nick had enough at that point and stormed the ring tackling Rachel to the mat and unleashing some wild strikes on her. The referee called for the bell. Fujiko got up to see what was happening and then booted Redfield off of Rachel telling him that he ruined her shot. Security was quickly sent out of the ring to keep the three apart before an all out brawl.
Winner: Rachel Redding
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We cut to the back to see Wally Lee and McKenna stretching out in the hallway of the Maurice Richard Arena. There is a solemn and readied look on both of their faces as they continue to get limber and warmed up for tonight’s main event. There is a stillness in the hallway as only the chants and roar of the crowd at ring side could be heard echoing through the hallway.
McKenna: You don’t want me to come out with you?
Wally: What?
McKenna: I can just tell, you haven’t even talked about any kind of plan.
Wally remains quiet as he pulls his arm across his body. He tugs against it, looking beyond the filming cameras. A big round of cheering echoes even louder as McKenna moves, placing her arms against her sides.
Wally: Well… There’s nothing I can think of that would work tonight. Ashley is a great wrestler, and she’s been on this kind of stage before.
McKenna: You nervous?
Wally only shakes his head with a small smile growing across his face. He ends his upper body stretch, turning himself towards his fiancé.
Wally: Not even close. This is what I’ve been working hard for. There’s no strategy for dealing with Ash… There’s no tricking her, no games, no angles… I just have to be better than her tonight.
McKenna: I’ll be here waiting for you to get back.
She has an eager smile on her face as she leans in closer, pressing her forehead against his. She is quick to wrap her arms around Wally’s neck, and the two just stand there in that moment. The crowd has died down an the hum of the fluorescent lights in the back can be heard as the two break their embrace.
Wally stands petrified looking at McKenna as she slowly walks away and out of the shot.
Wally: I got people counting on me tonight Ashley…
Wally sighs, as he slowly moves once again. He turns himself to the camera. His words continue as he begins to step forward, undoubtedly heading towards gorilla position.
Wally: Tonight I’m putting it all out there… For all those people, for everyone in the back, and especially for you Maldano. I know we’re cool and all, but tonight you’re the brick wall I have to run through. It’s really fitting, you’re one of the people in this business I admire. You’re seizing your career by putting on excellent matches, winning titles, and getting that shine everyone’s looking for.
But I haven’t just been sitting on my ass either Ash. I’ve been in the background, impressing, turning heads, and getting my name known for being a fucking hound in that ring. Tonight I breakthrough from that background. Tonight I’ll stand in front of you and put my paws on that belt and rip it away from you Ash.
You wanted rose gold, well they gave you Wally Lee!
Wally shoves the camera aside brutishly. The camera rocks before toppling over to the ground, the last frame seeing Wally’s boots step forward approaching his upcoming meeting with Ashley Maldano, a meeting for the SAP Wrestling North Atlantic Championship.
Static. Fade.
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As the show comes back from a commercial a video package begins to air replaying the events that took place last week in the match between Celeste and Genevie. The replay focuses in on the end of the match where Celeste has no choice but to tap out to end the match, but Genevie does not let go. The video then shows backstage where CJ is being held at bay by Eli by a foot to his throat as well as a fury of punches and in no shape to make the save for his girlfriend.
Once the hype package fades away, the scene comes up on one of the men that was the focus, CJ Cross. Today he is not his happy go lucky self. Without even saying a word you can tell he is much more focused especially since the task at hand tonight is getting his hands on Eli.
CJ: It has been two long weeks! Two weeks I have had to go to bed each night and let the events of the last event play in my mind. Hearing the screams of pain from Celeste, feeling the boot still pressed against my throat... It is no surprise when I say I have not slept very well.
CJ pauses for a moment before beginning to speak again.
CJ: Eli, being married, I am sure you at some point have felt how I feel. Helpless and less of a man because you could not do anything to save the woman you love from the pain that she was experiencing. Just know that this time, there is no way that you will be able to keep me at bay. All four of us are going to be down in the ring and within arm reach of the action.
The anticipation of the match can be heard as CJ pauses once more. The four are young and could end up being the future of SAP, a lot is on the line in this match even it is just a "tag match." A win could also go a long way to getting that couple closer to the tag title picture.
CJ: I am going to be watching the both of you like a hawk. The stunt you both pulled last show, will not happen this time around. I will admit that being new to all of this, I went into last week nieve. I knew the history between Celeste and Genevie but I figured that they would both fight it out, one would win and that would be that... Boy was my head up in the clouds!
He slightly shakes his head knowing that this also is not the first time that his innocence has gotten him into trouble. It is time to work on getting rid of that.
CJ: I hope you are both ready for a fight because when that bell rings, my fists will be up and ready for whatever may happen. You guys may try and find anyway to win, but we will not be surprised by your tactics this time around!
CJ turns his back to the camera and punches a fist into his open palm. The camera pans over to show Celeste sitting on the edge of a crate. Her expression is more quiet and serious. She was the one who had to endure that hold for much longer than usual.
CELESTE: What is there really for me to say? You had a point to prove last time, Mrs. Carlson. But if you think for one minute I'm going to back down or be “put in my place” because of your actions, you are DEAD wrong!
Celeste hops off the edge of the crate and stares intently into the camera.
CELESTE: If you think you are going to walk in here and be the savior of SAP, then you got another thing coming. I don't care how much management wanted you or your husband here. I have my own points to prove and if I have to use you to do that, then so be it. I won't back down from anyone! Fighting is what I do. Fighting is in my blood. I take each match seriously. Which is why I gave you a fight in that ring last time. I introduced you to how tough it will be to break through here in SAP. And sure, I can hear you laughing now. See you rolling your eyes. Because I'm just a kid right? Keep thinking that. You and Eli aren't anything special, despite what management thinks. And tonight, CJ and I will prove to everyone watching that management’s faith is displaced. Not by whining, not by crying...but by doing what we are here for! FIGHTING!
CJ comes up and stands next to Celeste, grinding his knuckles into his palm, and getting pumped up for the tag match later tonight.
CELESTE: I'll let my fists and my feet do the talking. I will drag you both down from that lofty position you hold and send you crashing down to earth. The Heaven's cloud has passed judgement on you both and tonight...you will receive your sentence.
Celeste whips around and walks off. CJ gives one last look at the camera before heading off in her direction. The scene then fades to black.
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CJ Cross & Celeste vs. Eli & Genevie Carlson
As the bell rang Celeste and Genie decided to continue their war from two weeks ago and instantly went to trading blows. Genie got the upper hand quickly and then made the tag into Eli. Eli pulled no punches as he hammered Celeste in the corner. Eli then tossed her out of the corner and dropped a knee on her. Eli placed her in a chin lock while he had some choice words for CJ. Cross could only take so much and stormed into the ring to hit Eli with a big boot to the face. The referee quickly shoved CJ back to his corner but it allowed Celeste to enter the ring. The husband and wife pair laid some stomps on Celeste before Genie went back to her corner as the ref was turning around. Eli quickly made a tag to Genie who came back into the ring and whipped Celeste into the ropes catching her with a stiff clothesline. Genie then focused her attack on the back of Celeste. Landing some elbows, followed by knees, then finally followed up with a boston crab. CJ could only watch for a few moments before he entered again to break the hold. The referee shoved him off again and Eli was quick to enter the ring and land some stomps on the head of Celeste before getting back to his corner. Genie lifted up Celeste and smiled before she whipped her into the ropes. Celeste hung on and then dove to her corner making the tag to CJ. Cross came in and went full speed right after Genie but Eli came flying into the ring with a springboard dropkick that sent Cross to the mat hard. Eli quickly rushed back to his corner and Genie tagged him in. Eli quickly pulled CJ up and hit a number of forearms before he backed him into his corner. Eli then took a few steps back and then got a running start looking to drive his shoulder into the gut of CJ but Cross moved allowing Eli to run right into the ring post. Genie tagged herself in and entered the match only to be grabbed by CJ and put into a small package. The crowd went nuts as CJ managed to steal away the win. Eli was now up and went right back after CJ but Cross slid out of the ring. Eli and Genie leaned over the ropes to tell CJ and Celeste that this wasn’t over and they would be seeing them very soon.
Winners: CJ Cross & Celeste
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North Atlantic Championship Match
Ashley Maldano vs. Wally Lee
Wally had the crowd behind him before the bell even rang. Ashley couldn’t have seemed to have cared less. As the match started the Wally went to lock up but Ashley caught him with a shot right to the jaw. She then doubled him over with a knee to the gut followed by a club to the back that sent Wally to all fours. Ashley then headed for the ropes and connected with a kick to the skull of Wally. Wally rolled around in pain while Ashley pandered to the audience and recieved a number of boo’s that she just laughed off. As Maldano went back over to Lee, Wally kip’ed up and wrapped his legs around the head of Ashley and took her over with a rana. Wally was right back up and went for a running knee drop but Ashley got out of the way and pulled herself up in the corner. Wally came charging in but Ashley got a leg up and caught Lee with a boot. Maldano then used the ropes to her favor to connect with a springboard arm drag that took Lee to the mat. Wally quickly found his way up and headed for the ropes. Wally caught Ashley with a Nomisugi knee that sent her down to the mat. Wally quickly went to the top rope looking for a moonsault double stomp but Ashley rolled to safety. Wally started to pull Ashley back up but Maldano got her positioning to where she wanted it and lifted him up for an alabama slam. Maldano went to the top rope and waited for Lee. As he got up she leapt looking for a diving clothesline but Wally jumped up and grabbed the arm of Ashley falling back while sticking his knees up. Maldano clutched at her arm while Wally got back to his feet. Lee played to the crowd and got into it while Maldano got to her feet. Wally grabbed Ashley looking for “Bomb Voyage” but Ashley elbowed him away then caught him with a stiff headbutt. Ashley then grabbed Wally and connected with the “AshAttack” (Gory neckbreaker). Maldano then got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Ashley Maldano
Celeste: “Hello?”
A brief pause, followed by a raised eyebrow. Celeste stops walking a moment.
Celeste: “Trixie? What's up? How ya doing?”
Trixie’s voice can be heard over the phone as the camera zooms in for a close up of Celeste.
Trixie: “Turn around, bright eyes.”
Celeste does so, with a Christmas shirt on, and the camera follows suit. Trixie herself comes striding down the hallway. The noise from the crowd grows louder as Celeste ends the call and stuffs her phone into her pocket.
Celeste: “Heya Trixie. I heard you signed but wasn't expecting you to be here in Montreal.”
Trixie smiles with her padded coat on, a beret and a thicker pair of pants to deal with the cold.
Trixie: “I thought I should totally have a lookout for the talent. Plus you, CJ and Wally are in the main event spots. How could I miss it?”
She gives Celeste a little chuckle before storing her phone away in her Michael Kors handbag.
Celeste: “Good point. You'll definitely get to see who’s who tonight. Gramps can become champion and CJ and I can spit in the “face” of SAP. Should be a good night over all.”
Trixie: “I’m hoping you guys win, all of you including Wally. Maybe this match will get you and CJ towards a tag title, hmmm? Champion with the boyfriend…”
Trixie says playfully tapping Celeste’s shoulder. She nods in agreement.
Celeste: “That would be perfect. And fulfill my goal of winning a major title before my rookie year ends. But I won't kid myself. I have so much going on in the next month.”
Trixie: “Oh?”
Celeste: “Yeah. I got the Young Guns Cup, HKW Brand Wars, Future Shock comes back, and of course, SAP. I'll be busy, but my star is rising.”
Trixie: “Same, SAP, Union, EWC, Seattle maybe! We’ll have loads to catch up on each show. I hope CJ’s getting proactive like you are.”
Celeste shakes her head.
Celeste: “Not yet. But that's okay. His focus is on SAP and it should be I guess because he did get thrust into the National title scene right away. I got a couple shots at the X title. Hopefully more chances come my way soon.”
Trixie: “You feeling ok about that?”
Trixie says leaning off to her left foot with a sympathetic posture to Celeste.
Celeste: “Yeah I guess so. It's whatever the company wants you know?”
She says with a shrug.
Trixie: “Doesn’t hurt to be a tiny bit assertive though. Make sure you feel you’re moving forward too, sweetie.”
Celeste: “Beating Genie and Eli tonight should prove to the higher ups that I can handle the top spots. Winning the YGC would be huge too. I know I'll get my chance. I'll keep fighting until I do.”
Trixie: “Oh totally, I’m still learning who’s entered in that, but it should be some stiff competition which means…”
Trixie says with an enthusiastic smile.
Trixie: “Winning it sets you at the very top of the pack. A pack full of amazing competitors.”
Celeste: “Exactly. It'd be huge! But right now I have to go get ready for my match and find CJ. I hope you enjoy the show Trixie.”
Celeste gives her friend a wave and heads off in the opposite direction in search of her boyfriend. The scene fades out.
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Zombie Vice Squad walk out to the ring with little ceremony. They stare at the crowd with thinly veiled disgust.
Kowloon Zombie: We are the Zombie Vice Squad and you saw on the last atrociously named show we can hold our own in the ring. We come here as there are more eyes being drawn to SAP. Those eyes need to be protected from the evils in this world that influence the masses to turn towards the Darkness.
Siberia Zombie: Everyone that watches us in the ring will be amazed at our prowess. There is no amount of verbal hype that can match our skill. We don’t need to be announced as the next big thing in SAP to stroke our egos. We don’t need to list our accomplishments. We will showcase our worth in the ring.
Kowloon Zombie: We do all this in spite of the challenges ahead of us be they from the competition in front of us or from the allies they stick on us. Stacked Deck was clearly outmatched by everyone in the ring so it was our duty to take control of that match. They should be thanking us. You should all be thanking us for saving you from their mediocrity.
Siberia Zombie: You will be thanking us for many things in the future. We aim to clean up this company from any and all negative influences for you people. We will really start tonight when we take on the Satsujin Triad. It will just be us this time so things should go our way. We are showcasing our skill in the ring but we will be among you always. Let us introduce to you the auxiliary. Stand up my Zeds. Show yourselves.
A few members of the audience in black hoodies stand up in groups of two or four. The men and women take off their hoods and all of them have close cropped haircuts and Z’s on their foreheads. They stand at attention and stare right at Siberia and Kowloon.
Kowloon Zombie: If you are ever in doubt of who to cheer for and who to deride and insult just look to one of ours to show you the way. I can only assure you that as our influence grows in SAP so will our numbers. This is a movement and a declaration. Any and all miscreants, evildoers, perverts, layabouts and unskilled will be judged. They will be destroyed and you, my people, will be saved.
Siberia raises her arm and lowers it. All the Zeds in the audience sit down at this signal and the Zombie Vice Squad exit the ring.
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The Fam vs. Santana & Salvitor
As the bell rang Salvitor started the match for his team. While Triple T started for The Fam. Terry controlled the match early but things started to get choppy for him when Salvitor tagged in Santana. Xander and The Truth used some quick tags and cut the ring off to try and keep Tillman away from Steel who was looking angry as could be. Terry finally managed to split away from Santana and Salvitor and tagged in Vince. Steel came in with fury and started to destroy Santana and Salvitor. He hammered both of them relentlessly before hitting Salvitor with the “Hand of Steel” (iron claw slam). Vince got the cover and the three count but wasn’t finished there as he continued to lay a beating on the other men. Terry stood on the top rope yelling out that no one wants to mess with The Fam.
Winners: The Fam
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“The Comedian” Allan Chaney hype video
www.dailymotion.com/video/x6bxxko
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Through one of the backstage entrances, two hooded figures covered with snow walk inside and allow the doors to close behind them. One of them raises their gloved hands and lowers the hood, revealing “The Paladin” Jessica Nitoh. She brushes the snow from her shoulders and sighs.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I’m glad the walk between the hotel and the arena is super short. Beats driving through snow traffic.”
The other figure raises their gloved hands to lower the hood. After he pulls down the scarf to hang around his neck, Victor Mason shivers and brushes off the excess snow from his shoulders. He looks to Jessica with a relieved expression on his face.
[Victor Mason] “You know, I could have paid for a taxi to drive us here.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “Where’s the fun in that? Besides, the weather’s not so bad.”
[Victor Mason] “Negative thirteen degrees… is not so bad?”
He raises an eyebrow in question before he relieves himself of the thick winter jacket. Of course, he’s dressed to impress, donning a dark grey double-breasted suit contrasted by black winter boots. He runs his gloved hand through his dark brown hair and looks around.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Remember, I lived in Toronto for twelve years. It gets colder.”
She sheds her own winter jacket and reveals a blue long-sleeved blouse with black leggings and a pair of brown winter boots. She takes off her gloves and tucks them in between the jacket. She notices him looking around and tilts her head.
[Jessica Nitoh] “What are you looking for?”
[Victor Mason] “I’m thinking about where the beverage station would be. Hot tea would be splendid right about now.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “We’ll find it faster if we move.”
She smiles softly and makes her to the right and down the hall. There’s a subtle shift in Victor’s eyes as Jessica walks ahead of him, but he looks up when she stops suddenly.
[Jessica Nitoh] “...My adventure isn’t a lost cause, is it?”
She turns around to face him and their eyes meet.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Our newly-appointed boss doesn’t like me. Even after my honest apology and reconciliation, Avery’s still bitter towards me. Our esteemed general manager Marisol despises me and wants me to fail every step of the way. I defeated Mark Storm and rightfully earned my X title shot, but with every show, I feel like they’re trying to intentionally delay my opportunity. I don’t have a lot of friends in this company and I’m surrounded on all sides. This is…”
He’s already moved closer to her, placing a gloved hand on her shoulder. He looks deep into her eyes and shakes his head.
[Victor Mason] “This is not impossible. Yes, the challenge before you is difficult, but you can overcome it. Need I remind you that you’ve already accomplished the impossible over a year ago? When you ended the undefeated streak of Jacob Daniels and became the Indy Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Champion?”
She parts her lips to say something, but she knows he’s right. Jessica’s overcome the impossible before, and deep down, she knows she can do it again. A gentle smile crosses her face.
[Jessica Nitoh] “You’re right. My adventure in Spirit and Pride isn’t a lost cause. I have many people who support me on my journey. My family, my friends, and my fans.”
Those watching the event live in the audience cheer aloud as they chant Jessica’s name.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Even Andre is rooting for me and he’s the X Champion! That says a lot. He wants me to challenge him for the title. He wants me to perform at my very best and I won’t let him down. I won’t let my fans down. I won’t let my family and friends down.”
She looks into Victor’s eyes and her smile brightens.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I won’t let you down.”
[Victor Mason] “You never will.”
He gently squeezes her shoulder before they continue down the hall in their active search.
[Victor Mason] “Once we get some hot tea, we’ll discuss strategy. I’ve done a little research on Mr. Jaser Cruz and I have found major points for you to capitalize on.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “Oh? I’m curious.”
They quietly talk amongst themselves, the camera unable to pick up anything, and the scenario slowly fades to black.
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Stone Hendrix vs. Jamal Scott
The two rookies locked up and began some quick chaining. Stone had the advantage there but Jamal took the match back up to their feet where he started to turn the tide with his striking ability. Jamal caught him with a few kicks and then hip tossed him to a seated position before cartwheeling and then connecting with a dropkick to the head of Hendrix. Jamal goes for a cover but Stone kicks out. Scott kept the pressure on for a few minutes but things started to change when he went for a standing moonsault and Hendrix got his knees up. Stone then put his foot on the gas landing a few moves in succession. Stone then got Jamal up and launched him into the corner with a turnbuckle powerbomb. Stone then came running in for “The Stone Kick” (Running big boot to a cornered opponent). Hendrix got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Stone Hendrix
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After such a great match has transpired, the transition over to the backstage area of the Maurice Richard Arena. In the narrow hallway where large lights illuminate the SAP logo on the wall, Aleks Parker in her beautiful tight blue dress stands before the camera holding tightly onto the microphone under her chin. Excited about the action, she nods her head as she receives the cue from production to begin. One deep breath and it’s off to the races.
Aleks Parker: “Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time, he is the SAP X Champion, Andre Holmes.”
A notion of supportive reactions from the audience erupts the moment Andre steps into the camera frame. He’s a little bit taller than Aleks but at least they court each other professional given the wide smile on her face. Andre usually has his leather black hoodie over his head and holding the X championship belt over his right shoulder. He nods at Aleks, pleased to be in her presence but more importantly the guest on this interview. Aleks raises the microphone again to ask her question.
Aleks Parker: “Andre. You’ve had your first defense of the SAP X Championship against former SAP X Champion, Heidi Thompson. What were you feeling after retaining the championship?”
He chuckles and leans in closer as Aleks holds the microphone near to his lips.
Andre Holmes: “Honestly, I just did what I as I said I would. I’m not tearing down Heidi but I told her she wasn’t really the biggest threat to my belt as I proved it on the last show. She’s a good wrestler but she’s past her prime in this business. I, Andre Holmes, am the X champion for a reason and this belt isn’t leaving me any time soon.”
Aleks reels the microphone back to her asking another question.
Aleks Parker: “And how do you feel about your opponent tonight, Nora Harris?”
The look on his face compares to the hesitation in answering right away. He knows exactly the type of competitor she is but the level of competition in his second defense has stepped up. He takes a deep breath then answers.
Andre Holmes: “I’m excited. I’ve been preparing to have another defense under my belt and Nora Harris was delivered this opportunity especially over her win of Jessica Nitoh. She’s a good wrestler, a great person but as a competitor, that’s where I have doubts. She’s had many opportunities to become champion in SAP Wrestling and every chance she’s had, she’s failed.
What’s to say she won’t fail this one again? I’m not going to let this championship be taken away from me especially when I’m the one raising the prestige and the level of competition in my division. Ever since I won this belt, it’s been getting more attention and everyone has been turning their eyes onto it. Can Nora Harris carry that responsibility? No she can’t. So tonight, I’ll do what I do best and that’s prove to the entire world why I am the greatest SAP X Champion of all time.”
Another struck of great praise is heard and Aleks nods her head. She really admires his confidence but its time to switch up the tension in the atmosphere. Pulling the microphone back, her tone switches to a more serious nature and Andre prepares for the hard hitting questions thrown in his face.
Aleks Parker: “Recently on Twitter, you and the general manager, Marisol Marniceau, seemed to have a sort of disagreement about your title match with Jessica Nitoh. What’s your take on this?”
Andre looks away then slides the hoodie off of his head. He chuckles before returning the gaze back to Aleks before answering it in a harsh and rugged tone in his voice.
Andre Holmes: “Marisol Marniceau in my opinion needs to relax. I’m not trying to disrespect as a general manager but for someone who is just getting the job, she seems to have a poor attitude of understanding who are the people putting their lives on the line for her to earn a paycheck. It’s obvious to the entire world that she doesn't like Jessica Nitoh. Sure, Jessica has made mistakes and she’s paying for them but there’s absolutely no need to rub it in her face especially when she’s redeemed herself by earning an opportunity at MY championship.
If Marisol wants to make her life a living hell, you do it after Nitoh gets the shot but since I opened my mouth and defended her, she now has a problem with me. Marisol doesn’t have a problem with people who get out of line, she has a problem with people who call her out on her bullshit and not stay clear with her status quo. Basically anyone who kisses her ass or shares her vision of being her puppets.
Knowing me, all I care about is defending the SAP X Championship and becoming the greatest champion which is in progress may I add. If Marisol wants to continue disrespecting me because she has a staff position, be my guest. However, you don’t screw me or my contender out of a match we both earned due to her personal feelings get involved. I don’t care what Marisol does or says about me; She can’t take this belt from my cold dead body. No one can. I am the X Champion and I am Rele-”
Avery takes away the microphone after she looks over her right shoulder. She scurries off and Andre shakes his head seeing the devil of the hour approach in the shot. The belt is held tighter over his shoulder again and he rolls his eyes watching her approach him with that smug look on her face. Marisol is busy looking around for the SAP National Champion to offer her late congratulations on him being SAP’s longest reigning singles champion. She looks displeased seeing Andre as she approaches.
Marisol Marniceau: “It is an annoyance that you and Jessica continue flattering yourself in thinking that I spend my free time thinking about the two most uninteresting people in this company.”
She looks him up and down as if he's mere trash.
Marisol Marniceau: “And quite frankly, it's already grown tiresome.”
The insult was expected but the reaction was more a comedic one. Andre looks over his left shoulder then his right before looking back at her pretending to be confused as a deer seeing headlights in the woods.
Andre Holmes: “I’m sorry. I’m just wondering who you’re calling uninteresting as I’m sure it cannot be me. And you may not spend your free time thinking about us but you do put in a lot of effort to remind us how terrible we are. Can I ask you this, “General Manager”. Do you really have something against us because we don’t fit your status quo or maybe because we don’t easily fall into your bullshit like...I don’t know...forty-five percent of the roster has?”
He adjusts the belt dangling over his right shoulder and leans back preparing for her answer. Andre may have a knack for getting in trouble especially with authority but he felt the need to stand his ground defending himself and others who felt the wrath of Marisol.
Marisol Marniceau: “The problem I have is the disrespect. How you two truly believe you can be rewarded on the disrespect of superiors. I was called in because I was well informed that majority of the roster is downright disrespectful and Avery had grown tired of it. I won't stand for the disrespect and Jessica went on twitter and mentioned me for our last fight to start. Then you interjected yourself into it and are now whining employee cruelty as if you have been randomly targeted for harassment. I have already decided what I'm going to do the next time I am disrespected by the likes of any of you two.”
Andre Holmes: “Likes of any of you two. Oh well. I hope the decision makes you happy because if not, I don’t really care. You can throw whatever you want at me. Handicap matches, unfair stipulations, lower my salary, ruin my chance at taking any time off which I don’t do a lot but I should. I’ll be here defending and raising the prestige of my X Championship at the expense of your spitefulness. Now if you excuse me, I have a match to compete in...and it’s a weird one.”
Andre turned on his feet and marched down the hallway letting the camera turn over to Marisol.
Marisol Marniceau: “Think it's finally time to start having consequences come into play..”
She says while watching the departing X Champion as the camera fades out on her.
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Satsujin vs. Zombie Vice Squad
The bell rang and Zombie Vice Squad was feeling it tonight. Cappadonna started out the match against Siberia and Siberia was quick to put the match in ZVS’ direction. Cappadonna tried to rely on her impressive stand up but Siberia kept her tied up using her judo background. Satsujin had their best chances when Nari was in the ring. Chang was able to hold her own for most of the match but as time went on she started to fade and she had trouble fending of Kowloon. The match ended when Zombie Vice Squad managed to get hold of Cappadonna when Nari was incapacitated and they hit “Tsarsky Kolokol” (Kowloon puts the opponent into the scorpion crosslock. Siberia bounces off the ropes and leap frogs over his back to stomp the opponent into the mat).
Winners: Zombie Vice Squad
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Claire and Ximena are walking backstage, side by side. The two buff BGTL babes are stretching their arms and shoulders as they walk. The cameraman is walking backwards in front of them, hoping not to stumble over any cables or loose equipment. They seemed focused, their eyes staring straight in front as they walk, every step bringing them closer to ringside and their ultimate goal: getting that elusive W in SAP Wrestling, which has slipped from their grasp time and time again.
After a while, Ximena put her hand on Claire’s shoulder, stopping her in her tracks.
Ximena: Look, Claire, tonight is important. Last show you told me the Satsujin could be trusted to play ball. Obviously you were wrong.
Claire purses her lips. Ximena was right and she knew it. Satsujin had proven to be unreliable despite the fact she vouched for them beforehand.Now they had a chance to prove that they were better than their record had indicated.
Claire: You’re right, you’re right. I vouched for them. I shouldn’t have. My bad, Ximmie and I own it. But hey, at least we still have each other.
Ximena: Which is all we need in the ring. You and I have been through a lot. You have other friends too, so have I, but despite our differences there is no one we can trust as much as we do each other, right?
Claire: Totally! We grew up with each other. I know you have my back. I’ll always have yours. There’s a reason we’re a team. Nobody can ever tear us apart because our bond has existed for literally decades. That’s what makes us so good.
Ximena: It’s also why we don’t play well with others, I guess. Every time we’ve tried to mix it up with another team on our side we’ve failed. Yet when we go out on our own, we have beaten anybody they’ve put in front of us. You taught me a valuable lesson, Claire. You may have been wrong about Satsujin, but you were right about something else: me. I was being too nice. Too respectful. I lost track of what we’re really in this for: winning. I needed a healthy dose of arrogance and I’m glad you made me see that. From now on, they can expect some ruthless aggression.
Claire smirks and slaps Ximena on the arm.
Claire: Fuck yeah, girl! That’s what I like to hear! About time you got your head out of your ass and started looking at things the right way. I mean, we both know you’re the best one on the team, XImmie. You’re bigger, stronger and you’re more passionate about this wrestling stuff. But you lack that killer instinct, that willingness to kick a person when they’re down, play dirty, do whatever it takes. I don’t. That’s why I’ve been getting so many requests for matches all over the world, while a much better talent like you is overlooked. So tonight, we can make a statement.
Ximena: Yeah… Stacked Deck.
Claire: Stacked Deck of Shit all the way up to the fucking ceiling! Remember our first match? They got beat! They’re weak, sad wastes of space. We gotta dump them in the trash where they belong like we’re gonna do with everyone who stands in our way. I mean these goddamn wannabes wanna be popsingers turned wrestlers? How lame is that?
Ximena: It’s… pretty weird. They even wrote their own theme song.
Claire: Right? Anyway, when we’re done with them they’ll have to autotune that shit to the max because they’ll be fishing their own teeth from their throats and drinking from a straw for a few weeks. But it’ll make it easier for ‘em to deepthroat, so there’s their silver lining.
Ximena: MUST you be so vulgar? But yeah, they’re a good step-up to where we need to be: the Reeds. Through Stacked Deck we get to the champs. And that’s what I plan on doing tonight.
Claire smiles and the pair continues to walk until they round the corner and the camera fades out.
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Lilah Reed vs. Iris Hawthorne
The bell rang and Iris was aggressive from the start. She pushed Lilah back into the corner and let loose a series of chops followed by some hard forearms. Iris then backed up to the middle of the ring and went for a corner splash but Lilah had enough wherewithal to get out of the way. Reed grabbed Iris from behind and drove a few knees into her back before connecting with a backbreaker. Lilah laid some stomps on Iris before pulling her up and whipping her into the ropes. On the rebound Hawthorne connected with her “Hall of Eyes” (flying cross chop) that sent Lilah to the mat. Iris was still full of fire and pulled Reed right up. Iris then connected with a few german suplex’s in a row before setting Lilah up for “Crushing Spirits” (Swinging Fisherman Neckbreaker). As Iris is getting ready to go for the move Lilah uses her free hand to rake the eyes of Iris. Lilah then rolls her into a small package and gets the three count.
Winner: Lilah Reed
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Jessica Nitoh vs. Jaser Cruz
As the bell rang they came out of their corners and slapped hands showing a mutual respect. The two locked up and Jess got Jaser in an arm wringer. He bent his arm the other way to get to a standing position and then used his other arm to hit Jess in the wrist and break free. Jaser headed for the ropes and rebounded. Jess dropped to the mat and Cruz leapt over her. Jess jumped up as Jaser rebounded again and caught him with a flying head scissors but Jaser landed on his feet. Cruz headed back to the ropes again and this time caught Jess with the “Kaio-Ken Dropkick” (Standing or Running Front Dropkick followed by a kip up and theatrics). The crowd was cheering after the exchange which had Jaser feeling good. Jaser played to the crowd for another moment before turning around to grab Nitoh. Jess popped off with some European uppercuts that took Cruz by surprise. Nitoh then whipped Jaser into the corner and followed in landing a jumping yakuza kick that landed flush. Jaser fell out of the corner and Jess knew she had her chance. She quickly climbed to the top rope and connected with the “Silver Moon Shockwave” (630 Cannonball Senton). Nitoh hooked the leg for the pin and got the three count.
Winner: Jessica Nitoh
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BGTL vs. Stacked Deck
Ximena and Kim started the match for each team and the two had some quick back and forth with neither of them taking a clear advantage. Claire was tagged in and was keeping up the momentum that Ximena started but that changed when Judith tagged in. Judy used some underhanded tactics to try and keep Claire on the ground where she attempted to stretch her out. Kim tagged back in and brought Claire back to her feet looking to use her striking skills but it backfired when Claire landed a Manhattan drop that sent Kim to the mat and allowed Claire to tag Ximena back in. Ximena stormed in and ran house on Kim even connecting with “Domina” (dominator). Judy reached over the top rope and tagged herself in but that didn’t do many favors as Ximena was still hot and quickly worked her over before tagging in Claire. The duo would then connect with “BGTL” (Ximena lifts them up for a burning hammer while Claire leaps from the top rope and hits a leg drop). Claire would go for the cover and get the three count.
Winners: BGTL
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Backstage, Yasmeen Sherazi stands, peering cheerfully into the camera.
Yasmeen Sherazi: Ladies and Gents, my guest at this time...the “Apex Goddess,” Fujiko Mine.
The crowd begins to cheer loudly as soon as Yasmeen says the word “Apex.” The shot widens as Fujiko steps into it. Xena follows suit, staring menacingly at Yasmeen. She balks a little, before stepping back next to Fujiko.
Yasmeen Sherazi: Tonight, in your debut match here in SAP, you face Rachel Redding for the Great American championship. Your thoughts?
Fujiko Mine: Pleasure to be here, Yas. Can I call you Yas?
Yasmeen gives a small nod.
Fujiko Mine: Great. So...my thoughts? Sure. My thoughts are that Rachel Redding desperately needs something to latch onto. Her bringing up some bio about relinquishing a championship that isn’t one here in SAP? Commenting on my history of title defenses? Okay. That’s great and it’s cute. It’s meant to make me appear weak; it’s meant to minimize my momentum. But it doesn’t, you know why? Because even though what she said about me not being able to defend the Frontier Grappling Arts Pride championship more than once is the truth…
Fujiko gives a mock gasp, as if she just swore in church.
Fujiko Mine: I don’t have any shame in saying it, it is indeed true...but here’s the glorious part. It has ABSOLUTELY no bearing on this match. Prior to June, I hadn’t wrestled since last October. So I’ve only been back in the game a few months. But I’ve been building momentum to the point that when my music hit and I showed my face back in Pittsburgh...EVERY SINGLE person in that arena knew who I was and what my appearance meant. It meant that Rachel Redding was going to have to move aside, because the Apex Goddess arrived. And she’s offended by that. I get it.
Fujiko offers a simple shrug.
Fujiko Mine: Even so, for her to think that she can try and slow my momentum by trying to get Elizabeth Lannister to back up her twitter trash talk? Please honey, you can do better. But let’s get to tonight’s match. You see, Rachel is about to learn what these folks in Montreal already know.
The crowd bites on the cheap pop.
Fujiko Mine: She is going to learn that once that bell rings, her desperate attempts at trying to stop the avalanche from steamrolling right over her aren’t going to matter one single bit. Because I am going to kick that chin, hook that leg, and get that victory.
Fujiko’s lips curl into a smile.
Fujiko Mine: But I will certainly give credit where it’s due. She’s beaten Felicity and Brandon Banks. There’s a certain level of talent in doing that. It’s impressive. But she’s never been in the ring with someone like me before, and it’s going to show. Oh sister, is it ever going to show. I’m going to humble that ego of hers, and I’m going to take away that Great American title. Not because Rachel is bad. Quite the contrary. She’s great. But she’s not at the Apex. And that’s where I am taking SAP by the time it’s all said and done.
Fujiko blows a kiss, and strides off camera. Xena, however, stays in place. Yasmeen goes to move, but Xena shakes her head. She points at the microphone, then gestures for Yasmeen to bring it close. Xena faces the camera, a chilling look on her face.
Xena: Rachel Redding…
Xena narrows her eyes, and holds a pause for emphasis.
Xena: Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru.
A ghost of a smile appears on her face, possibly. She then strides off in the same direction as Fujiko before we head back to ringside.
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Backstage by the curtains Aurora is seen waiting for her time to go out, ready to face Tyson Braddock tonight. Her hair is up in a high tight braid, the golden sheen of it clear even in the lower light where she waits. She spies Aleks Parker approaching with a slight motion of her amazing green eyes, and crosses her arms over her more than generous chest as she waits for her to come to a halt next to her. As soon as Aleks holds up a microphone Aurora raises a brow and speaks soft.
AURORA: Go ahead, ask.
Aleks blinks then shakes her head a little to gain her composure.
ALEKS PARKER: Well after what happened at 55 Gallon Drum of Eggnog, when Tyson and his partner attacked your partner Masaru, I’m sure the fans are wondering what you’re thinking about going into this match against Tyson?
Aurora gives Aleks a serene look, perhaps just a little too serene if there’s such a thing before she whistles the first few bars of the theme that her team enters to, Twisted Nerve. She watches Aleks blink before she stops and answers.
AURORA: I’m considering.
ALEKS PARKER: Considering?
Aurora’s smile blooms, sweet at first but quickly shifting darker.
AURORA: Yes of course. I mean, I haven’t decided yet how many times I’m dropping Tyson on his head. It’s not like he can stop me.
Aleks blinks, lowers the microphone a moment, and then shores up and raises it again.
ALEKS PARKER: That seems awfully…
AURORA: Arrogant? Cocky? I’ve been accused of worse. Frankly Aleks I’m like Babe Ruth in this business and if I call my shot you can guarantee it’s going to happen. If his partner happens to show up like he did last week? Well. It’s going to be the exact opposite of pretty. I don’t suffer interference in my matches well, Aleks. This is a known fact. If Tyson is smart he’ll take the beating I’m bringing him like the gift it is and say thank you Ma’am when it’s all over.
Aleks couldn’t help a slight chuckle before she stops, as she realizes from the steady look on Aurora’s face that she’s not joking.
ALEKS PARKER: But… but why would he say thank you?
There’s that smile again as Aurora uncrosses her arms and lightly pats Aleks on the shoulder.
AURORA: That I’ve decided not to make this personal of course. I mean, really… we wouldn’t want that.
Aurora turns from Aleks, gently dismissing her as she hears her music start, her own theme instead of the team’s, Static-X’s Cold.
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Aurora vs. Tyson Braddock
As soon as the bell rang Tyson Braddock shot out of the corner looking for a spear but as he hit Aurora she locked her arm around the head of Braddock and used his momentum to counter it into a ddt. Braddock was stunned and managed to roll to the outside to try and avoid being pinned. As Aurora went to the outside to get him the man who attacked Masaru last show started to make his way through the crowd. Hell is Waiting must have anticipated this as Inoue quickly showed up at the ringside area. The man keeps back as he doesn’t want to be attacked by both of them. Aurora slides Tyson back into the ring and then finishes him off with the “Ghostly Kiss DDT” (Modified Rope-assisted Asai-style DDT). She then got the cover and the pin. Hell is Waiting then left Tyson for his friend to gather.
Winner: Aurora
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RAWGRAPS vs. Pretty Committee
PC started the match hot by using quick tags and and their signature dirty tricks. Kelly found himself in some trouble early as Veronica and Bianca laid down some serious stomps on him in the corner. Pretty Committee had to work extra hard to try and keep the larger opponent at bay to keep things going their way. Cosmo was working up the crowd from the other corner and they were all behind Michael. Kelly started to rally despite the onslaught. Bianca hooked Kelly’s arms from her position on the ropes and Veronica came rushing in but Kelly broke free allowing Veronica to slam into Bianca. Kelly made the hot tag to Cosmo who came in on fire. Cosmo dropped Veronica and then Bianca who came back into the ring. Cosmo tossed Bianca out over the top rope and then grabbed hold of Veronica and then called for Michael. The two then connected with “Congratulations” (Cosmo lifts the opponent in the air for what looks like a Stalling suplex while Michael comes off the ropes with a giant jumping boot to the face.) Cosmo covered Veronica and made the pin. After the match while RAWGRAPS were celebrating Hostile Takeover made their way out from the curtain. They stared down RAWGRAPS for a moment before returning behind the curtain.
Winners: RAWGRAPS
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X Championship Match
Margarita Deathmatch
Andre Holmes © vs. Nora Harris
Andre seemed to be quite confident in the early going but Nora wasn’t going to back down. Andre tried to use more of his flashy moveset early on but Nora sent him to the mat with a series of arm drags that seemed to frustrate Andre a little. He then tried to take her to the mat and work her over from there but then wound up in a head scissors from a very focused Nora. Andre reached for the ropes and then gained some composure back. Nora came in at Andre and he flipped her up and over onto the apron. He turned around and she tried to land a punch but he blocked it. Andre then grabbed Nora by the hair and ran her along the apron before tossing her into the large open container full of limes. Andre slid out of the ring and went for Nora. As she was lifting herself out of the container Andre hooked an arm for a suplex but Nora was slippery after being covered in lime juice that she slipped free. She caught Andre with a stiff kick to the back and then grabbed him by the hair and dunked his head into the tequila container. Andre waved his arms frantically. Nora pulled his head out and Holmes tried to catch his breath. As Nora went to dunk him again Andre placed his hands on the top of the container to block it. He then through an elbow that caught Nora right in the face. Andre worked Nora over for a bit on the outside. He then went to whip Nora into the stairs but Nora countered it. She used all of her might to whip Andre into the stairs and fell down while doing it which caused Andre to hit the stairs head first. As Andre popped his head up he had been busted open from the stairs. Nora quickly reached into the salt container and grabbed a handful. She ground the salt into the open wound of Andre who screamed out in pain. Nora rolled Holmes back into the ring and then went in after. She headed for the ropes but when she went to rebound someone from the crowd reached out and grabbed her ankle sending her to the mat. A fan yelled out that it was Ashley Maldano. When Nora got up she looked out to the crowd to try and see who it was. She wasn’t paying attention to Andre who was now up. He hit her with a chop block that dropped her to a knee. He quickly popped up and then hit her with the “Thrust kick” (superkick to kneeling opponent). Andre got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Andre Holmes
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Brendan Samuels vs. Desiree Jenkins
The crowd both let out cheers for two fan favorites. However it became apparent that the crowd was more on the side of the National champion as the chant of “His Name is Brendan” echoed through the arena. Desy tried hard to go shot for shot with the wayfaring wanderer of the sea but the size advantage was quite obvious in this affair. Jenkins tried to use her speed advantage to her best abilities but Brendan was on point tonight showing why he has been National champ for so long. Brendan kept Desy in check for most of the match before finishing her off with “Mac Lir” (millennium suplex)
Winner: Brendan Samuels
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Luca Di Paolo is seen backstage watching a tv that is airing the event. He watches as Desy gets back to her feet and receives a pop from the crowd. Yasmeen then approaches Luca with a microphone in hand.
Yasmeen: Luca, do you have any comments about the last match?
Di Paolo looks Yasmeen up and down before letting out a scoff.
Luca: Find some better clothes and then maybe I’ll talk to you.
With that Di Paolo strolls off down a hallway with his head held high in the air.
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Great American Title Match
Rachel Redding © vs. Fujiko Mine
The crowd was absolutely insane as the two stood across the ring from each other for Fujiko’s first match in SAP. Fujiko wasn’t waiting and went right after Redding. Rachel wasn’t having it and powdered to the outside. Mine chased right after her and Redding ran around the ring for a moment before sliding back in. Mine slid right in after her but Rachel was already up and started to stomp along her entire body. Rachel spent specific time on Fujiko’s ankles to try and limit her move set. Rachel now had the match at the pace she wanted and worked on Fujiko. Mine wasn’t going down easy however and managed to battle back with the support of the fans finishing off a comeback sequence with “4-Play’ (running single leg dropkick). As Fujiko was getting back to her feet Nick Redfield ran out to the ring. Nick was upset and claimed that this was supposed to be his match and he should be getting the shot at Rachel. Redding had reached her feet and got a running start driving a knee right to the upper back of Fujiko that sent her crashing into the corner. Nick then took up his issue with Rachel herself. Redding told Nick to go disappear and that he was worthless. Nick had enough at that point and stormed the ring tackling Rachel to the mat and unleashing some wild strikes on her. The referee called for the bell. Fujiko got up to see what was happening and then booted Redfield off of Rachel telling him that he ruined her shot. Security was quickly sent out of the ring to keep the three apart before an all out brawl.
Winner: Rachel Redding
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We cut to the back to see Wally Lee and McKenna stretching out in the hallway of the Maurice Richard Arena. There is a solemn and readied look on both of their faces as they continue to get limber and warmed up for tonight’s main event. There is a stillness in the hallway as only the chants and roar of the crowd at ring side could be heard echoing through the hallway.
McKenna: You don’t want me to come out with you?
Wally: What?
McKenna: I can just tell, you haven’t even talked about any kind of plan.
Wally remains quiet as he pulls his arm across his body. He tugs against it, looking beyond the filming cameras. A big round of cheering echoes even louder as McKenna moves, placing her arms against her sides.
Wally: Well… There’s nothing I can think of that would work tonight. Ashley is a great wrestler, and she’s been on this kind of stage before.
McKenna: You nervous?
Wally only shakes his head with a small smile growing across his face. He ends his upper body stretch, turning himself towards his fiancé.
Wally: Not even close. This is what I’ve been working hard for. There’s no strategy for dealing with Ash… There’s no tricking her, no games, no angles… I just have to be better than her tonight.
McKenna: I’ll be here waiting for you to get back.
She has an eager smile on her face as she leans in closer, pressing her forehead against his. She is quick to wrap her arms around Wally’s neck, and the two just stand there in that moment. The crowd has died down an the hum of the fluorescent lights in the back can be heard as the two break their embrace.
Wally stands petrified looking at McKenna as she slowly walks away and out of the shot.
Wally: I got people counting on me tonight Ashley…
Wally sighs, as he slowly moves once again. He turns himself to the camera. His words continue as he begins to step forward, undoubtedly heading towards gorilla position.
Wally: Tonight I’m putting it all out there… For all those people, for everyone in the back, and especially for you Maldano. I know we’re cool and all, but tonight you’re the brick wall I have to run through. It’s really fitting, you’re one of the people in this business I admire. You’re seizing your career by putting on excellent matches, winning titles, and getting that shine everyone’s looking for.
But I haven’t just been sitting on my ass either Ash. I’ve been in the background, impressing, turning heads, and getting my name known for being a fucking hound in that ring. Tonight I breakthrough from that background. Tonight I’ll stand in front of you and put my paws on that belt and rip it away from you Ash.
You wanted rose gold, well they gave you Wally Lee!
Wally shoves the camera aside brutishly. The camera rocks before toppling over to the ground, the last frame seeing Wally’s boots step forward approaching his upcoming meeting with Ashley Maldano, a meeting for the SAP Wrestling North Atlantic Championship.
Static. Fade.
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As the show comes back from a commercial a video package begins to air replaying the events that took place last week in the match between Celeste and Genevie. The replay focuses in on the end of the match where Celeste has no choice but to tap out to end the match, but Genevie does not let go. The video then shows backstage where CJ is being held at bay by Eli by a foot to his throat as well as a fury of punches and in no shape to make the save for his girlfriend.
Once the hype package fades away, the scene comes up on one of the men that was the focus, CJ Cross. Today he is not his happy go lucky self. Without even saying a word you can tell he is much more focused especially since the task at hand tonight is getting his hands on Eli.
CJ: It has been two long weeks! Two weeks I have had to go to bed each night and let the events of the last event play in my mind. Hearing the screams of pain from Celeste, feeling the boot still pressed against my throat... It is no surprise when I say I have not slept very well.
CJ pauses for a moment before beginning to speak again.
CJ: Eli, being married, I am sure you at some point have felt how I feel. Helpless and less of a man because you could not do anything to save the woman you love from the pain that she was experiencing. Just know that this time, there is no way that you will be able to keep me at bay. All four of us are going to be down in the ring and within arm reach of the action.
The anticipation of the match can be heard as CJ pauses once more. The four are young and could end up being the future of SAP, a lot is on the line in this match even it is just a "tag match." A win could also go a long way to getting that couple closer to the tag title picture.
CJ: I am going to be watching the both of you like a hawk. The stunt you both pulled last show, will not happen this time around. I will admit that being new to all of this, I went into last week nieve. I knew the history between Celeste and Genevie but I figured that they would both fight it out, one would win and that would be that... Boy was my head up in the clouds!
He slightly shakes his head knowing that this also is not the first time that his innocence has gotten him into trouble. It is time to work on getting rid of that.
CJ: I hope you are both ready for a fight because when that bell rings, my fists will be up and ready for whatever may happen. You guys may try and find anyway to win, but we will not be surprised by your tactics this time around!
CJ turns his back to the camera and punches a fist into his open palm. The camera pans over to show Celeste sitting on the edge of a crate. Her expression is more quiet and serious. She was the one who had to endure that hold for much longer than usual.
CELESTE: What is there really for me to say? You had a point to prove last time, Mrs. Carlson. But if you think for one minute I'm going to back down or be “put in my place” because of your actions, you are DEAD wrong!
Celeste hops off the edge of the crate and stares intently into the camera.
CELESTE: If you think you are going to walk in here and be the savior of SAP, then you got another thing coming. I don't care how much management wanted you or your husband here. I have my own points to prove and if I have to use you to do that, then so be it. I won't back down from anyone! Fighting is what I do. Fighting is in my blood. I take each match seriously. Which is why I gave you a fight in that ring last time. I introduced you to how tough it will be to break through here in SAP. And sure, I can hear you laughing now. See you rolling your eyes. Because I'm just a kid right? Keep thinking that. You and Eli aren't anything special, despite what management thinks. And tonight, CJ and I will prove to everyone watching that management’s faith is displaced. Not by whining, not by crying...but by doing what we are here for! FIGHTING!
CJ comes up and stands next to Celeste, grinding his knuckles into his palm, and getting pumped up for the tag match later tonight.
CELESTE: I'll let my fists and my feet do the talking. I will drag you both down from that lofty position you hold and send you crashing down to earth. The Heaven's cloud has passed judgement on you both and tonight...you will receive your sentence.
Celeste whips around and walks off. CJ gives one last look at the camera before heading off in her direction. The scene then fades to black.
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CJ Cross & Celeste vs. Eli & Genevie Carlson
As the bell rang Celeste and Genie decided to continue their war from two weeks ago and instantly went to trading blows. Genie got the upper hand quickly and then made the tag into Eli. Eli pulled no punches as he hammered Celeste in the corner. Eli then tossed her out of the corner and dropped a knee on her. Eli placed her in a chin lock while he had some choice words for CJ. Cross could only take so much and stormed into the ring to hit Eli with a big boot to the face. The referee quickly shoved CJ back to his corner but it allowed Celeste to enter the ring. The husband and wife pair laid some stomps on Celeste before Genie went back to her corner as the ref was turning around. Eli quickly made a tag to Genie who came back into the ring and whipped Celeste into the ropes catching her with a stiff clothesline. Genie then focused her attack on the back of Celeste. Landing some elbows, followed by knees, then finally followed up with a boston crab. CJ could only watch for a few moments before he entered again to break the hold. The referee shoved him off again and Eli was quick to enter the ring and land some stomps on the head of Celeste before getting back to his corner. Genie lifted up Celeste and smiled before she whipped her into the ropes. Celeste hung on and then dove to her corner making the tag to CJ. Cross came in and went full speed right after Genie but Eli came flying into the ring with a springboard dropkick that sent Cross to the mat hard. Eli quickly rushed back to his corner and Genie tagged him in. Eli quickly pulled CJ up and hit a number of forearms before he backed him into his corner. Eli then took a few steps back and then got a running start looking to drive his shoulder into the gut of CJ but Cross moved allowing Eli to run right into the ring post. Genie tagged herself in and entered the match only to be grabbed by CJ and put into a small package. The crowd went nuts as CJ managed to steal away the win. Eli was now up and went right back after CJ but Cross slid out of the ring. Eli and Genie leaned over the ropes to tell CJ and Celeste that this wasn’t over and they would be seeing them very soon.
Winners: CJ Cross & Celeste
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North Atlantic Championship Match
Ashley Maldano vs. Wally Lee
Wally had the crowd behind him before the bell even rang. Ashley couldn’t have seemed to have cared less. As the match started the Wally went to lock up but Ashley caught him with a shot right to the jaw. She then doubled him over with a knee to the gut followed by a club to the back that sent Wally to all fours. Ashley then headed for the ropes and connected with a kick to the skull of Wally. Wally rolled around in pain while Ashley pandered to the audience and recieved a number of boo’s that she just laughed off. As Maldano went back over to Lee, Wally kip’ed up and wrapped his legs around the head of Ashley and took her over with a rana. Wally was right back up and went for a running knee drop but Ashley got out of the way and pulled herself up in the corner. Wally came charging in but Ashley got a leg up and caught Lee with a boot. Maldano then used the ropes to her favor to connect with a springboard arm drag that took Lee to the mat. Wally quickly found his way up and headed for the ropes. Wally caught Ashley with a Nomisugi knee that sent her down to the mat. Wally quickly went to the top rope looking for a moonsault double stomp but Ashley rolled to safety. Wally started to pull Ashley back up but Maldano got her positioning to where she wanted it and lifted him up for an alabama slam. Maldano went to the top rope and waited for Lee. As he got up she leapt looking for a diving clothesline but Wally jumped up and grabbed the arm of Ashley falling back while sticking his knees up. Maldano clutched at her arm while Wally got back to his feet. Lee played to the crowd and got into it while Maldano got to her feet. Wally grabbed Ashley looking for “Bomb Voyage” but Ashley elbowed him away then caught him with a stiff headbutt. Ashley then grabbed Wally and connected with the “AshAttack” (Gory neckbreaker). Maldano then got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Ashley Maldano