Post by Avery Quinn on Jul 3, 2019 14:04:14 GMT -5
The camera cuts backstage, with DA #TRIXTEAM, the Prime Girl Trixie and DA #TROLL GUY Mariano Fernandez, are giving one last look at the arena.
Mariano: “It’s been a great time here in SAP, mang, despite it all. We both came later and weren’t as long as many other people I at least wanted to face, but both of us made our mark.”
He turns towards her and smiles.
Mariano: “Because if not for us facing each other that one time, chica, there would have been no #TRIXTEAM. And the titles we have now as a team wouldn’t have happened.”
Nodding, he extends his hand.
Mariano: “And for that, chica, you have my gratitude.”
Trixie shakes his hand and sighs a little bit deflated.
Trixie: "I’m sad to see SAP go but…"
She nods, accepting it and closes her eyes before knocking her hair back, chin up.
Trixie: "We’re totally going to close this show out on a win, right, Manny? Kicking off the show with an amazing match to remember SAP by."
Mariano’s face shows a determined expression.
Mariano: “Not JUST for that alone, mang. We have a score to settle with this god damned Fam. First Vince Steel lays me out, then he wants to hurt you, then gets backup and I get blasted with a steel chair.”
He shakes his head.
Mariano: “But as SAP has to end, this is gonna end too. And there’s only one way it will, mang- with both of our arms raised, and they sprawled out on the mat.”
He pumps his fist.
Mariano: “‘Cause they AIN’T escaping this shit no longer.”
Trixie: "Awww, you’re very protective of little ol’ me."
Mariano recoils, somewhat startled, and blushes.
Mariano: “Wait what? No-NONONO!”
He shakes his head wildly.
Mariano: “I mean, you’re my partner, mang. Best one I’ve had in a very long time.”
He smiles.
Mariano: “I don’t know where I’d be without you today.”
Trixie grinds her foot into the floor wiggling out the cute vibes she was getting.
Trixie: "Awww. That’s totally sweet of you to say but I think you’d totally still have four belts to your name."
Mariano turns his head away, somewhat shyly.
Mariano: “Who knows, chica, who knows. My only regret here in SAP is having lost the Cavalcade to Eli. That was something I wanted, but well - he’s been the top guy here for a reason. But no matter! The important thing is that we’re here, we’re are a team, and I could not ask for a better partner at this point in time, right at this place tonight.”
Turning back towards her, he gives her a thumbs up.
Mariano: “So what do you say? Shall we have the first match of SAP’s final show end with a BANG?”
Trixie high fives Manny with a little giggle to it and nods.
Trixie: "Totally, sweetie, let’s do it."
And they both bump fists together.
Mariano: “The Fam, it's time. SAP, it’s time. For this final showdown, SAY HELLO…”
Trixie/Mariano: … TO DA #TRIXTEAM!”
And with that, they walk away into the locker room area, to get ready for the final match.
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Da Trixteam vs. The Fam
As soon as the bell rang Steel and Tillman went right on the attack of Mariano and Trixie. The cousins tossed the two to the outside and started to lay in their attack around the ringside area. Tillman rolled Trixie in before getting counted out and then started to work her over. The Fam used a series of quick tags to really wear Trixie down and it was looking like she might not make it much longer. She wasn’t going to quit though and was lucky to shove Tillman off and into his cousin. Trixie made her way across the ring and made the tag to Mariano right before Tillman could grab her. The freshest man in the match Fernandez started laying into Tillman hard. This caused Vince Steel to head his way. The giant man came full speed at Mariano but Fernandez saw him coming as he was up against the ropes and pulled the top one down as Steel reached him. Steel went up and over and crashed hard onto the floor below. Tillman was now up and charged Fernandez only to get hit with the mist! Fernandez then connected with the shining wizard and got the three count.
Winners: Da Trixteam
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The scene opens up backstage SAP about a hour and a half before the final show as Jaser Cruz can be seen talking to Kaliyah Kane. The pair are laughing as a interviewer walks up to them mic in hand. Acknowledging him the pair turn their attention to him.
Interviewer: Well greetings to all our fans out there tonight happens to be our last show. And it happens to be my first night on the job, go figure. Any whoo, tonight I have the pleasure of speaking to Jaser Cruz before he takes on Lennox Daniels later tonight. Jaser, how are you feeling tonight? Feeling lucky at all heading into our finale show?
|Jaser•Cruz| Nigga I don’t know. It’s the last show. Honestly I’m glad to be done with this place. My contract kept me here far too long.
Jaser can be seen rolling his eyes
Interviewer: Be it as it may tonight you are facing off against Lennox Daniels, someone not new her in SAP. She recently made her returners picking up a win. You’ve gotten a bit of infamy here for your current losing streak, do you think those facts would play into the match?
|Jaser•Cruz| About my opponent? Well for starters she ain’t me. Secondly I don’t know her.
Jaser shakes his head no while smiling
|Jaser•Cruz| She’s not a member of a prestigious wrestling dynasty like I. I was born into this. My siblings are all wrestlers, my father a wrestler. His father before him a masked wrestler that helped bring wrestling to Puerto Rico. You see I’m destined for great things. This tour here in SAP was merely just a roadblock. When you got the others working against you, when you’re not up anyone’s ass. I got the shit end of the stick. Instead of title matches I got 10 man tag gimmick matches. Instead of cavalcade prelim matches and battle royals I got stuck with losers and idiots. How am I supposed to grow when you stick me with the losers from here? With the way they treated me it’s no wonder they lost investors, lost sponsors and are closing down.
Jaser chucks his teeth and rolls his eyes
Interviewer: It sounds like you built quite the ego there Mr Cruz. In my opinion I think you did things wrong. Your attitude backstage, the way you talk to others. Honestly that’s what’s holding you back. That streak of yours can attest to that.
Kaliyah can be seen mouthing “Are you serious dude” as Jaser calmly licks his lips and chuckles
|Jaser•Cruz| You’re right, I did kinda go about things wrong. To be fair I’m only 19. I still have time to grow, unlike this place.
Jaser looks down at his Apple Watch on his wrist pointing at it and then looking back up smiling
|Jaser•Cruz| Which is on borrowed time at this point. Just a few hours left here. And even though this place is a smudge on my record I’m thankful for the chance to learn from the others here. How fitting is it the last show I break my losing streak before moving on to bigger and better.
Jaser smirks pulling out his phone answering a text
Interviewer: Well do you have any last words tonight as we are about to start the show soon?
|Jaser•Cruz| Uh yeah actually, you all can follow me on twitter @jasercruz. Follow me on my reality show #TheLifeATL and my watch out for my other show being produced by Quagliaterre productions. Also you….
Jaser is cut off by the interviewer to his disdain. He reacts in kind with a look that could kill.
Interviewer: Well this isn’t the time to plug things i mean...
Jaser promptly snatched the mic away from the interviewer. The interviewer looks confused as Jaser’s smile turns to a scowl followed by Kaliyah lapping the holy hell out of him. Jaser winds the mic around before using it as a weapon smashing it into the gut of the poor interviewer who falls down onto one knee. Kaliyah begins laughing while pointing at the downed man..
|Jaser•Cruz| How’s that for a statement? I’ll do something like that but worse tonight. I know you’re a fan bitch stay tuned.
Jaser grabs the interviewer by the head and then proceeds to slam his head on a catering table three times before throwing him into a trash can breaking it in the process. Jaser smirks proud of what he did wiping his hands clean walking away with Kaliyah as the scene fades out.
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Jaser Cruz vs. Lennox Daniels
As soon as the bell rang Jaser went right on the attack. Lennox was ready though and the two quickly found out that they were evenly matched. The two were constantly countering each other move’s to the point of frustration. It was Jaser though who started to close the gap and it made the crowd think he might be able to get the victory. That was until Daniels caught him with a surprise small package and managed to pick up the win.
Winner: Lennox Daniels
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Zombie Vice Squad vs. BGTL
Two of SAP’s best teams were ready to clash tonight as they seemed eager before the bell even rang. Once it did the action got heated. Both teams were such tag specialists that it seemed almost like they had the same strategies. They were each trying to cut off the ring and work over one opponent but each were preventing the other from doing it. Then all hell broke loose and the referee had trouble controlling the four of them as they all went at it in the ring. Ximena though was able to hit Kowloon with a big boot that sent him over the top. Claire was ready and tossed Siberia to Ximena. Ximena lifted her up and then the two connected with “TOTL” (burning hammer and Pele kick). Ximena made the cover and got the three.
Winners: BGTL
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Nick Redfield vs. Matthew Gamble
Redfield found himself at a real height advantage in this one and tried to not let it get in the way. But it did in the opening minutes of the match. Gamble was able to use his leverage and strength to toss Redfield around the ring. However the former X champion wasn’t going to go down easy. As time went on Redfield fought tooth and nail back into the match. Using his experience as the difference Redfield was able to lure Gamble into situations that didn’t benefit him. Redfield chopped the big man down and continued to work over his legs. Culminating in Redfield locking in “Nature over Nurture” (Texas cloverleaf) for the submission victory.
Winner: Nick Redfield
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X Championship Match
Ultimate X
Jessica Sears vs. Johnny Matthews vs. Nora Harris vs. Cartier vs. Ollie Maverick vs. Luca Di Paolo
The bell rang and immediately Luca was up a turnbuckle and headed for the wire suspended above the ring. Matthews was quick to pull him back down to the mat though. All six now found themselves battling it out. Each connecting with different moves of increased agile ability. Matthews was able to go on a roll and soon found himself headed for the belt. He started to pull himself across the wire but Nora wasn’t going to just let him have it. She quickly jumped from the top turnbuckle and grabbed onto the wire. Harris was able to scale it faster than Matthews and was able to get there right as he was reaching the belt despite him having the head start. Matthews got a hand on the belt but Nora swung her body and got him with a kick in the gut. Matthews’ longer limbs were allowing him to keep her at bay. She knew she was going to have to do something crazy to get him away from the belt. So that’s what she did. Nora swung herself and let go, grabbing Matthews by the back of the head and pulling him off of the wire. As the two headed for the mat Harris adjusted her position and caught Matthews with “Hello patella” (double knee facebreaker) that seemed to knock him out cold.
The medical team came and rolled Matthews out of the ring to check on him. Back in the ring though the five were still going at each other in a series of fast paced action moves. Maverick was especially going after Luca and managed to lay him out. He then scaled to the top rope but decided that wasn’t high enough. Maverick pulled himself onto the wire and positioned himself above Di Paulo. He let go and went for a 450 but Luca rolled out of the way. Ollie tried to add some rotation to the flip to land on his feet but miscalculated and rolled an ankle. Medical was now taking him out of the ring.
Now it was only down to four. And each of them wanted that belt and they weren’t wasting any time. Each of them headed to a corner and got up on the wire. They all met in the middle but it was Luca who was the first to reach for the title. Sears and Harris weren’t having it and swung in unison and caught him with kicks that sent him crashing to the mat. They seemed happy with their teamwork by the smiles on their faces but they didn’t last long as Cartier swung herself and caught Nora with a boot to the face that dropped her from the wire. Now it was just Sears and Cartier at the top. The two flung wild kicks at each other as they got closer and closer to the belt. Finally it seemed like they were on top of each other as each had a hand on it. Sears was unable to snap the belt but as she fell Cartier grabbed a piece and went down with her. The two crashing into the mat simultaneously.
Two refs slid into the ring with each raising a different person's hand as the winner. The head referee then came into the ring and raised both their hands. But all this did was create more questions than answers.
Winners: Jessica Sears and Cartier
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North Atlantic Championship Match[/u]
Celeste vs. Andre Holmes[/b]
The bell rang and these two were quickly at it. Getting the feeling out process out of the way and exchanging moves at a fast pace. The two went back and forth with neither gaining a large advantage. The action spilled to the outside and Celeste almost had a win when Andre barely got back into the ring. From there she tried to work him down but Holmes just wasn’t backing down. Celeste was really bringing the heat but Andre was able to work around it. The former X champion had more gold in mind as he started to turn the tide on Celeste. After finally getting the momentum back on his side Holmes was able to connect with his “Thrust kick” (superkick to kneeling opponent) and get the three count.
Winner: Andre Holmes
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As the scene comes up backstage CJ Cross is shown walking through the hallway having just arrived not too long ago having flown across the country from LA to NY. He seems a little agitated after Trixie's antics on the plane when he fell asleep, but thankfully he ended up getting the makeup off of him.
Celeste: Awe here I thought I was going to see how that shade of lipstick looked on you.
Celeste tries to hold back her laughter when she notices the glare she gets from her boyfriend as he enters the locker room.
Celeste: I mean I will have a talk with Trixie about her actions.
CJ shuts the door behind him and drops his duffle bag down with a thud which makes Celeste make her way over to him and wrap her arms around the back of his neck.
Celeste: Has my man had a rough day?
Maybe it was not all Trixie's actions. It might be the lack of sleep from wrestling the night before and then up early to fly to New York.
CJ: Yes I have..
CJ pokes out his bottom lip in a pout.
Celeste: Well shape up sunshine! You got a title to win!
Celeste goes to pull away teasing him but CJ grabs a hold of her.
Celeste: Don't make me yell for help!
CJ: Go ahead!
Celeste then begins to "yell" in the lowest audible volume possible.
Celeste: Help...
CJ smiles a bit before he leans in for the kiss that he wanted before letting her go.
Celeste: At least I got a smile out of you, but you really do need to get in the game if you want to finally be called a champion!
Celeste never really pulled punches when it came to their career, she wanted the best for them and he did as well.
CJ: Don't let my mood fool you, I am ready for this match, I have scouted Tyson as much as I can, I will be ready for his every move.
Celeste: Good..
Celeste eyes up his face a bit before she brings a hand up to her chin.
CJ: What!?
Celeste: I will have to tell Trixie that the pink shade of lipstick looks better on you.
CJ raises an eyebrow before it dawns on him that he kissed her while wearing lipstick and some of it must be on his lips again.
CJ: GAH!!
Celeste stifles a laugh before he storms on off to the bathroom to clean himself up once again as the scene begins to fade away.
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National Championship Match[/u]
Tyson Gregory vs. CJ Cross[/b]
At the sound of the bell, Tyson and Cross slowly circle up, feeling each other out for a moment. They go for a grip test but Cross is able to spin and hook Tyson is a wrist lock that he spins around into a hammerlock before snapmaring Tyson over and hooking in a rear chinlock. But Tyson is quick to muscle out and hook Cross’s arm for a wrist lock of his own. Tyson gives Cross’s arm a twist and holds the wrist high but CJ flips through and is able to reverse the hold and grab onto Tyson’s wrist, putting the pressure on Gregory. Tyson uses his strength advantage and pushes Cross into the ropes before whipping him to the other side, when Cross comes back, Gregory drops him with a big shoulder block, that leaves Cross backing up to the corner. They two shake off the last exchange before circling up once again.
They lock up and Gregory again uses his size to muscle Cross into the corner. Tyson sends CJ across the ring and charges in but Cross leaps over Tyson and rolls out. Tyson turns and Cross pops up and tosses him with an inverted hurricanrana, Cross waits for Tyson to get back to his feet and goes for a dropkick but Tyson just swats it away. Cross sits up on the canvas just as Tyson goes to soccer kick him in the face, but Cross drops flat, dodging the kick and as Gregory misses, Cross rolls him up!
One…
Two…
Tyson just kicks out before three. Both men get to their feet but Cross is quick to arm drag Tyson to the canvas. Gregory gets back to his feet and charges in again but is arm dragged once more. This time, Cross holds onto the arm and keeps a deep arm lock on Gregory. Tyson works his way back to his feet and just muscles Cross over with a hip toss, but Cross is quick to his feet and charges at Tyson who just tosses Cross over the top ropes. CJ is just able to hang on and land on the apron, Tyson turns and gets a big forearm shot from Cross that staggers him. Cross springboards back into the ring and drops Tyson with a dropkick but Gregory rolls out of the ring to keep space between them. Cross runs across the ring, leaps to the top rope and jumps outside the ring with a Moonsault! But Tyson dives back into the ring to avoid the connection and Cross crashes outside the ring! CJ slowly gets to his feet but Tyson hits the ropes, comes back and dives head first through the ropes crashing both men into the barrier!
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2…
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4…
Both men start to stir outside the ring, slowly getting to their feet as the referee starts his count. Tyson and CJ start to exchange punches outside the ring, with neither getting the clear advantage until Tyson boots CJ in the gut and then tosses him shoulder first into the ring steps!
5…
6…
Tyson takes a moment before rolling back into the ring, he stands up and tells the official to keep counting as he takes a moment to catch his breath.
7…
8…
Cross starts to stir, slowly trying to stand up after being tossed into the stairs, pulling on the apron of the ring in an effort to get to his feet.
9…
Just before the official makes the ten count Cross lunges into the ring forcing a smile and shake of the head from Tyson. Gregory quickly makes his way over to Cross, pulling him to his feet and sending him into the ropes, once he comes back Tyson drives him down onto the canvas with a big snap spinebuster! Tyson makes the cover!
One…
Two…
Cross is able to get his shoulder up before the three! Gregory is quick to pull Cross back to his feet and send him back to the canvas with a big brainbuster! But instead of making the cover, Tyson locks Cross into The Stockade (Chickenwing over the shoulder crossface)! Tyson yanks back on Cross who is forced to yell out in pain with the hold locked in so deep. Cross starts trying to move or roll, something to relieve the pressure of the hold on him. Tyson keeps yelling for Cross to tap, to give up but Cross somehow keeps fighting through the pain of the hold until barely, just barely he gets his foot on the ropes! The official yells at Tyson to break the hold until he lets go of Cross. Tyson again shakes his head in disbelief as Cross slowly tries to get back to his feet.
Tyson pulls Cross to his feet and pushes him into the corner. He gives him a hard chop across the chest before lifting him up onto the top turnbuckle. Tyson steps up to the middle ropes and looks to toss Cross across the ring, but CJ fights back with a quick forearm shot, that stuns Tyson. Cross then leaps over him, holding on and powerbombing Gregory off the middle ropes! Cross uses the burst of energy to hit the far ropes, come back and hit a hard double foot seated dropkick that pops Tyson’s head back. He quickly makes the cover!
One…
Two…
Tyson just gets his shoulder up before the three leaving both competitors trying to recover on the canvas. Tyson uses the ropes to pulls himself up as Cross rises up from his knees. Gregory staggers towards Cross who connects with a spinning heel kick that catches Tyson flush to the face! Cross quickly gets to the top ropes, taking a moment for balance before leaping off and connecting with a flying leg drop on Tyson! He makes the cover!
One…
Two…
Thr-
Tyson just gets his shoulder up before the three, but Cross doesn’t miss a moment, pulling Tyson to a seated position and superkicking him in the face! Cross makes the cover again!
One…
Two…
Thr-
Gregory just gets his foot on the bottom ropes to break up the pin! Cross can’t believe it and starts to question the count and what happened. Cross gets up and pulls Tyson up with him as he sets up for the High Cross (Crucifix Powerbomb). But as soon as he lifts Gregory up, Tyson rolls out of the attempt and tries for a rear waistlock on Cross. CJ is able to hit a big back elbow that send Tyson through the ropes and onto the ring apron. Cross quickly springboards from the corner towards Tyson but is hit by a Gregory superkick in midair! Cross drops to the arena floor but stays on his feet, Tyson rushes over and leaps off the apron with his Falling Star (Shooting Star Press off the ring apron to outside the ring) that leaves both competitors in a pile outside the ring!
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The referee makes the count as CJ and Tyson slowly try to rise to their feet, neither paying attention to each other. Cross uses the guardrail to get to his feet as Tyson uses the ring skirt. As soon as Cross gets to his feet, Tyson charges and hits a high impact clothesline to Cross, knocking him over the guardrail and into the crowd!
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Tyson slowly rises to his feet but from out of nowhere Cross launches off the guardrail and hurricanranas Tyson to the arena floor! Gregory looks to get back to his feet but Cross connects with a superkick just before Tyson can get to his feet! CJ rolls into the ring, trying to catch his breath as the official keeps counting out Tyson.
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Gregory slides into the ring before the count of nine but just lays on the mat. Cross makes his way over and pulls Tyson to his feet, while he is on the apron, but Tyson instinctively drops Cross throat first against the top rope! Gregory rolls into the ring and gets to his feet at the same time as Cross getting back to his. Both start exchanging punches, chops and strikes with each other until both are almost out on their feet. Cross doubles Tyson over and looks to go for his High Cross again but Tyson is able push CJ back against the ropes. CJ swings for a clothesline but Tyson ducks it just in time and kicks the back of Cross’s knee, staggering CJ into a kneeling position. Tyson quickly grabs onto Cross and drives him down with The End Of Your Sorrow (Lifting single underhook DDT)! He makes the cover!
One…
Two…
Three!
Tyson can barely get to his feet as the referee calls for the bell and bringing over the SAP National Championship Title belt. He hands it to Tyson who just looks at the belt and shakes his head in disbelief before hoisting it high above his head in celebration. CJ Cross slowly starts to get to his feet before Tyson comes over and helps him all the way up. The two war worn competitors stare each other down for a moment before Tyson extends his hand and the two share a handshake. Before Tyson goes back to celebrating his win.
Winner: Tyson Gregory
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The last show, the last HOORAH for Spirit and Pride Wrestling. The tears, the hurt, the feels of this being the last show affected many but for two, who sported the Tag Titles, they were not sad nor tearing up in any way. No, there was really loud music in the form of Death Metal as Masaru’s long, broodish hair rocked back and forth with his head as there was bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label on the far-end table. Olly had his own space, his corner of the room, munching on what was left of an unidentified critter. Aurora, wearing ripped jeans and a Frustrated, Incorporated black and pink t-shirt to go with her black and pink custom Nikes, sat alongside Masaru as they had the game console set up with the television, continuing where they left off on Quake II. Enjoying their time before it was time to kick out of it and get into a more serious tone to take on the team they took it from, The Reeds, along with The Killing Joke and Sunshine & Face Kicks. The way the two looked right now, it was a slight intense facial as they were into what was going on.
MASARU INOUE: Funny enough we won the titles the night I killed you in this game with an insane Grappling Hook maneuver! We’re here, defending it against three other teams including The Reeds who we beat for those bad boys. Is Quake II a good luck charm?
Masaru thought, pondering that thought as his fingers mashed buttons. Expecting an answer from his partner, she was more dialed in than he was at the moment and that brought some type of fright out of him. Maybe payback was what she was seeking from last time but his eyes remained on the game.
MASARU INOUE: You think The Reeds will come with something new tonight that blows us away?
Right there, that was the button to push as she put the game on pause. Controllers dropped and laughter came.
AURORA: Well I think they will absolutely need to, don’t you think? It’s a serious position for them to be in, not just The Reeds who live and wrestle to where you can’t tell where one begins and the other ends… you’ve got that throwback style with Killing Joke, and well, Sunshine and Facekicks may be no BGTL but they’re something. I’m in no mood to entertain egos my Rook, and if any of those teams we’re facing think for a second that we aren’t the challenge of their careers, just sitting here breathing in the air backstage they need to reassess themselves. We got here by hard work to go with our skill and talents, and we are simply the best of someone better.
She took in a deep breath and let it out, a warmish chuckle passing her full lips.
AURORA: We are, Masaru. We simply are that, be it here in Spirit and Pride, or Phoenix Wrestling, or HELL…. We are. I hope you’ve brought something interesting for your part of the refreshments, I’ve got a thing or two in my bag that should help things along.
Her tone changed completely and it brought a smile to Maz’s face as he gave her a high-five.
MASARU INOUE: I got your favorite over there. Johnnie will be apart of our celebration in defending these titles. Going out with consistency. That’s what we do. That’s who we are. We thrive with competition, new or old. We are hungry. Like Olly over there, we enjoy feasting on you critters. No matter the size, all of you taste damn near the same. Hunger drives us.
Masaru got up from out of his chair, putting his controller down for good as he brushed his fingers through his hair as he traveled over to turn down the music a tad bit. Aurora, she left the game too as all of a sudden, the mood changed for the two. That level of seriousness that fans of Hell Is Waiting recognize well, it was the mood.
AURORA: I’m ready to pull out the stops tonight. Give these fans, my freaky little darlings, one last really big show. I just hope that the rest are all on the same page with that…
A small sigh passed her lips, to be replaced with a fierce expression.
AURORA: It’s never been easy for us… and we’ve defended these with pride, held the WCS at the same time… but these championships are special. Our bit of first blush proof that we could thrive anywhere, not just under the Phoenix flag. So I’m of the mind to defend them this one last time, as if they were the only gold that you and I would ever get to taste for the rest of our careers. It’s going to be brutal, and bloody… and they all best bring it.
MASARU INOUE: Yes, I hope they are worth the time. I know the Reeds are, they proved to be worthy but their fate was quickly known at the ringing of the bell in March. Here it is June and the same fate, although with two other teams, it will be the same. We give respect when earned but we also snatch every soul we encounter. Six extra souls will be claimed by us tonight in victory! Or maybe I shouldn’t speak so soon, hmm Aurora?
AURORA: Hmmm… we shall see… six is a feast but we are just so hungry.
The pair as if on instinct raise their arms, hitting forearm to forearm like gladiators before Olly screeches and flies out of the area ahead of them, their herald on the path to the ring.
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World Tag Team Championship Match[/u]
Hell is Waiting vs. The Reeds vs. The Killing Joke vs. Sunshine & Face Kicks[/b]
Immediately as the referee hands down the SAP Tag Team Championship belts to the timekeeper and calls for the bell, chaos reigns in the ring as all eight wrestlers go at it in a full on brawl for the opening minutes of the match, started apparently when one of The Reeds made a remark about Olly, but we’re just not sure! Fists, feet, elbows and knees are flying, Charlie Reed going on a spree with a bunch of crisp Superkicks for everyone but Lilah of course though Masaru ducks under his gift and yanks him into a Snapmare Neckbreaker. There’s no point of course to trying a pin and Masaru rolls up and yanks Tegan Taylor to the mat with a Tiger Suplex. Cailey Carter dives in with a Sunsault then and smooshes both of them, Aurora recovers from the Superkick and drops Chelsea Pryce on her head and dares Allen Chaney to save her but here’s Charlie Reed back up with a Running Neckbreaker dropping Chaney before he can move. Well then. The referee is pissed, he regains control and orders half the people in the ring out of the ring and finally we’re getting an actual tag match, yay.
The Reeds make a good showing of it, on the whole proving why they were in possession of the SAP Tag Team Championships for a company record, The Killing Joke get their groove back and almost take the match with a pin on Cailey Carter but Tegan saves her and they double team Allen for a bit as Masaru and Aurora hang back. The Reeds try and isolate Masaru but this backfires as he drops Charlie with a wicked Shin Kick to the neck, and there’s a dog pile to break the pin which leads the referee to warning the teams again. Masaru is feeling it and tags in Aurora who drops Lilah with an Asai DDT, but Allen Chaney yanks Reed out of the ring! Charlie goes to assist his wife and partner, Chelsea tries to get even with Aurora for earlier but here’s Aurora with a… holy shit a Tiger Suplex, this is out of the ordinary! Cailey and Tegan try to break the pin as Masaru fights them off, Aurora getting the three even as Allen slides into the ring to try and save the match.
Winners: Hell Is Waiting
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North American Championship Match[/u]
Brendan Samuels vs. Elijah Carlson[/b]
The crowd was absolutely apeshit for this one as the bell rang. The two met in the middle of the ring and began to exchange some trash talk. That is until Eli slapped Brendan right across the face. The champ didn’t take kindly to that and cocked a right hand back and punched Carlson right in the face. Carlson stumbled back and Samuels headed his way. Eli then stuck his head underneath the top rope and told the ref to get him off of him.
The referee made Bren back up but he was vocal about his displeasure and told Carlson to get back over here and face him. Carlson came back into the ring but when Bren headed right for him he stuck his top half under the top rope again. Samuels backed off as the referee told him while Elijah had a giant smile on his face.
Carlson came back into the ring and the two circled each other. Samuels went for a lock up but Eli planted a boot to his gut and then a few clubs on the back. Carlson then whipped Samuels into the ropes but wasn’t expecting Samuels to nail him with an axe bomber on the rebound. The crowd went nuts when Eli hit the mat and Brendan didn’t waste any time. He pulled Carlson up and connected with a series of cringe worthy chops as he backed the challenger up into the corner. Bren then backed up and rushed in for a running forearm strike but Carlson slid out of the corner.
Samuels crashed in and Carlson capitalized quick. After a few shots he grabbed the champ and then connected with a snap suplex right into the corner that folded up the champ. Carlson then pulled Samuels out of the corner and quickly jumped to the top rope. He came leaping off and connected with a double stomp right to the knee of the champ. Eli went for a cover but Samuels quickly put a foot on the ropes. Eli stood up angrily and put a boot to Bren’s head as he was getting to his feet. The champ blasted him with another chop and Eli returned it with a stiff kick to the knee that dropped Samuels to one leg.
Carlson went for “Anointed” (shining wizard) but Samuels put up his forearms to block the knee strike. He stood back up but Eli was charging his way. Samuels ducked and got a hold of him to connect with a bridging northern lights suplex. Carlson kicked out at one and quickly got back to his feet to lay some stomps onto the knee of the champ. Eli then darted for the ropes and rebounded to catch Samuels right in the face with a knee strike.
Samuels hit the mat and Carlson had a wide smile on his face that drew the ire of the crowd. He responded with a middle finger that he waved all around. The boos showered in but he didn’t care. Instead he focused on Samuels who was now nearly up to his feet. Eli cracked him with a few shots before he headed for the ropes but this time Samuels was ready and sent him flying with a back body drop. Carlson landed hard and Samuels made his way over to grab him. As Samuels went to pull Carlson up Eli pulled him down and quickly put him in a small package but Samuels kicked out at two.
Both got up to their feet and Samuels connected with another brutal chop that sent Eli stumbling back after he let out a yell. His chest bruised and welted from the abuse so far. Eli leaned chest first on the ropes which allowed Samuels to catch him with a belly to back suplex. Samuels pulled Carlson right back up and went for the “Immram Buster” (slingshot brainbuster) but Carlson slid down the back of Bren and then nailed him with a chop block on the knee he had been working on. Bren went down with a grimace, Eli then began to stomp mercilessly on the knee of the champ.
Carson then lifted up Samuels by the ankle and slammed him down onto his knee. He did this repeatedly before locking in an STF. Samuels was in pain and it was evident. Carlson wrenched on the hold but Samuels was able to pull himself to the ropes. Carlson let go at four and then laid a few more stomps on the knee of the champ. Carlson then backed off and waited for Samuels to get to his feet. The champ made his way back to his feet and then Carlson darted across the ring but Brendan was ready. Samuels connected with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker but he brought him down on his injured knee and it wasn’t exactly apparent who the move hurt more.
The two made their way back to their feet with the crowd going nuts. Brendan nailed Carlson with another brutal chop. This time blood began to trickle from the challengers chest. Eli came back with a forearm, the champ came back with another hard chop. The two went back and forth with the crowd into it. Eli then went for a kick but Samuels caught it and then got Carlson with a fisherman’s suplex. The champ held the bridge but only got the two count.
Samuels then began to stalk Eli as he got to his feet. He went in trying to get the crossface chicken wing but Eli broke free and headed for the ropes. He rebounded and Samuels went for another axe bomber but Eli ducked it. He rebounded again and caught the champ with the “Red Light Special” (sick kick). The crowd was up in arms as Carlson made the cover but at the last moment possible Samuels kicked out. The crowd went ballistic as Eli was in disbelief. Telling the ref it was three.
As Eli was reprimanding the referee he didn’t see that Samuels was stirring behind him. The champ positioned himself behind Carlson and locked on the crossface chicken wing. Eli kicked his legs as he tried to break free but it was no use. Next think he knew he was going airbound as Samuels connected with “Mac Lir” (millennium suplex). The crowd counted along as the referee made the count but now it was them who would be stunned as Elijah kicked out at the last possible moment.
If Brendan was stunned or surprised by it he sure didn’t show it. Instead he was moving onto the next plan. He grabbed the leg of Carlson, likely looking for Absolute Bearing, but Eli was writhing around trying to get away. Carlson rolled to his back and then hit Brendan with a kick in the knee. As Bren leaned down Eli used both his feet to shove him off but Samuels went launching off right into the referee.
Samuels tried to shake the referee up and make sure he was alright but he didn’t have a lot of time to spare with that because Carlson was getting up to his feet. A wicked smile came across Eli’s face when he realized that the referee was down. As the two met in the middle of the ring they once again began to slug it out. Samuels being the bigger man started to take the lead. The crowd chanting his name and the black flags waving across the arena. Eli went for a kick. Samuels covered his knee expecting that to be it's location but it wasn’t. Carlson nailed Samuels with a hard shot right between the legs.
Samuels bent over in agony and Carlson quickly turned around. The challenger connected with “Your Coronation” (Pele kick) catching Brendan flush in the back of the head. The champ went down like a ton of bricks. Carlson rolled him over as the referee was coming too. He hooked both legs deep as the ref made his was over and made the count. One...two...three! The arena erupted in boos as Carlson had won.
The referee checked on Samuels who was still down. Carlson on the other hand jumped out of the ring and grabbed the belt off of the time keepers table. He climbed back into the ring and climbed to the top rope. Elijah held the belt high in the air, celebrating as the new champ.
Winner: Elijah Carlson
Mariano: “It’s been a great time here in SAP, mang, despite it all. We both came later and weren’t as long as many other people I at least wanted to face, but both of us made our mark.”
He turns towards her and smiles.
Mariano: “Because if not for us facing each other that one time, chica, there would have been no #TRIXTEAM. And the titles we have now as a team wouldn’t have happened.”
Nodding, he extends his hand.
Mariano: “And for that, chica, you have my gratitude.”
Trixie shakes his hand and sighs a little bit deflated.
Trixie: "I’m sad to see SAP go but…"
She nods, accepting it and closes her eyes before knocking her hair back, chin up.
Trixie: "We’re totally going to close this show out on a win, right, Manny? Kicking off the show with an amazing match to remember SAP by."
Mariano’s face shows a determined expression.
Mariano: “Not JUST for that alone, mang. We have a score to settle with this god damned Fam. First Vince Steel lays me out, then he wants to hurt you, then gets backup and I get blasted with a steel chair.”
He shakes his head.
Mariano: “But as SAP has to end, this is gonna end too. And there’s only one way it will, mang- with both of our arms raised, and they sprawled out on the mat.”
He pumps his fist.
Mariano: “‘Cause they AIN’T escaping this shit no longer.”
Trixie: "Awww, you’re very protective of little ol’ me."
Mariano recoils, somewhat startled, and blushes.
Mariano: “Wait what? No-NONONO!”
He shakes his head wildly.
Mariano: “I mean, you’re my partner, mang. Best one I’ve had in a very long time.”
He smiles.
Mariano: “I don’t know where I’d be without you today.”
Trixie grinds her foot into the floor wiggling out the cute vibes she was getting.
Trixie: "Awww. That’s totally sweet of you to say but I think you’d totally still have four belts to your name."
Mariano turns his head away, somewhat shyly.
Mariano: “Who knows, chica, who knows. My only regret here in SAP is having lost the Cavalcade to Eli. That was something I wanted, but well - he’s been the top guy here for a reason. But no matter! The important thing is that we’re here, we’re are a team, and I could not ask for a better partner at this point in time, right at this place tonight.”
Turning back towards her, he gives her a thumbs up.
Mariano: “So what do you say? Shall we have the first match of SAP’s final show end with a BANG?”
Trixie high fives Manny with a little giggle to it and nods.
Trixie: "Totally, sweetie, let’s do it."
And they both bump fists together.
Mariano: “The Fam, it's time. SAP, it’s time. For this final showdown, SAY HELLO…”
Trixie/Mariano: … TO DA #TRIXTEAM!”
And with that, they walk away into the locker room area, to get ready for the final match.
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Da Trixteam vs. The Fam
As soon as the bell rang Steel and Tillman went right on the attack of Mariano and Trixie. The cousins tossed the two to the outside and started to lay in their attack around the ringside area. Tillman rolled Trixie in before getting counted out and then started to work her over. The Fam used a series of quick tags to really wear Trixie down and it was looking like she might not make it much longer. She wasn’t going to quit though and was lucky to shove Tillman off and into his cousin. Trixie made her way across the ring and made the tag to Mariano right before Tillman could grab her. The freshest man in the match Fernandez started laying into Tillman hard. This caused Vince Steel to head his way. The giant man came full speed at Mariano but Fernandez saw him coming as he was up against the ropes and pulled the top one down as Steel reached him. Steel went up and over and crashed hard onto the floor below. Tillman was now up and charged Fernandez only to get hit with the mist! Fernandez then connected with the shining wizard and got the three count.
Winners: Da Trixteam
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The scene opens up backstage SAP about a hour and a half before the final show as Jaser Cruz can be seen talking to Kaliyah Kane. The pair are laughing as a interviewer walks up to them mic in hand. Acknowledging him the pair turn their attention to him.
Interviewer: Well greetings to all our fans out there tonight happens to be our last show. And it happens to be my first night on the job, go figure. Any whoo, tonight I have the pleasure of speaking to Jaser Cruz before he takes on Lennox Daniels later tonight. Jaser, how are you feeling tonight? Feeling lucky at all heading into our finale show?
|Jaser•Cruz| Nigga I don’t know. It’s the last show. Honestly I’m glad to be done with this place. My contract kept me here far too long.
Jaser can be seen rolling his eyes
Interviewer: Be it as it may tonight you are facing off against Lennox Daniels, someone not new her in SAP. She recently made her returners picking up a win. You’ve gotten a bit of infamy here for your current losing streak, do you think those facts would play into the match?
|Jaser•Cruz| About my opponent? Well for starters she ain’t me. Secondly I don’t know her.
Jaser shakes his head no while smiling
|Jaser•Cruz| She’s not a member of a prestigious wrestling dynasty like I. I was born into this. My siblings are all wrestlers, my father a wrestler. His father before him a masked wrestler that helped bring wrestling to Puerto Rico. You see I’m destined for great things. This tour here in SAP was merely just a roadblock. When you got the others working against you, when you’re not up anyone’s ass. I got the shit end of the stick. Instead of title matches I got 10 man tag gimmick matches. Instead of cavalcade prelim matches and battle royals I got stuck with losers and idiots. How am I supposed to grow when you stick me with the losers from here? With the way they treated me it’s no wonder they lost investors, lost sponsors and are closing down.
Jaser chucks his teeth and rolls his eyes
Interviewer: It sounds like you built quite the ego there Mr Cruz. In my opinion I think you did things wrong. Your attitude backstage, the way you talk to others. Honestly that’s what’s holding you back. That streak of yours can attest to that.
Kaliyah can be seen mouthing “Are you serious dude” as Jaser calmly licks his lips and chuckles
|Jaser•Cruz| You’re right, I did kinda go about things wrong. To be fair I’m only 19. I still have time to grow, unlike this place.
Jaser looks down at his Apple Watch on his wrist pointing at it and then looking back up smiling
|Jaser•Cruz| Which is on borrowed time at this point. Just a few hours left here. And even though this place is a smudge on my record I’m thankful for the chance to learn from the others here. How fitting is it the last show I break my losing streak before moving on to bigger and better.
Jaser smirks pulling out his phone answering a text
Interviewer: Well do you have any last words tonight as we are about to start the show soon?
|Jaser•Cruz| Uh yeah actually, you all can follow me on twitter @jasercruz. Follow me on my reality show #TheLifeATL and my watch out for my other show being produced by Quagliaterre productions. Also you….
Jaser is cut off by the interviewer to his disdain. He reacts in kind with a look that could kill.
Interviewer: Well this isn’t the time to plug things i mean...
Jaser promptly snatched the mic away from the interviewer. The interviewer looks confused as Jaser’s smile turns to a scowl followed by Kaliyah lapping the holy hell out of him. Jaser winds the mic around before using it as a weapon smashing it into the gut of the poor interviewer who falls down onto one knee. Kaliyah begins laughing while pointing at the downed man..
|Jaser•Cruz| How’s that for a statement? I’ll do something like that but worse tonight. I know you’re a fan bitch stay tuned.
Jaser grabs the interviewer by the head and then proceeds to slam his head on a catering table three times before throwing him into a trash can breaking it in the process. Jaser smirks proud of what he did wiping his hands clean walking away with Kaliyah as the scene fades out.
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Jaser Cruz vs. Lennox Daniels
As soon as the bell rang Jaser went right on the attack. Lennox was ready though and the two quickly found out that they were evenly matched. The two were constantly countering each other move’s to the point of frustration. It was Jaser though who started to close the gap and it made the crowd think he might be able to get the victory. That was until Daniels caught him with a surprise small package and managed to pick up the win.
Winner: Lennox Daniels
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Zombie Vice Squad vs. BGTL
Two of SAP’s best teams were ready to clash tonight as they seemed eager before the bell even rang. Once it did the action got heated. Both teams were such tag specialists that it seemed almost like they had the same strategies. They were each trying to cut off the ring and work over one opponent but each were preventing the other from doing it. Then all hell broke loose and the referee had trouble controlling the four of them as they all went at it in the ring. Ximena though was able to hit Kowloon with a big boot that sent him over the top. Claire was ready and tossed Siberia to Ximena. Ximena lifted her up and then the two connected with “TOTL” (burning hammer and Pele kick). Ximena made the cover and got the three.
Winners: BGTL
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Nick Redfield vs. Matthew Gamble
Redfield found himself at a real height advantage in this one and tried to not let it get in the way. But it did in the opening minutes of the match. Gamble was able to use his leverage and strength to toss Redfield around the ring. However the former X champion wasn’t going to go down easy. As time went on Redfield fought tooth and nail back into the match. Using his experience as the difference Redfield was able to lure Gamble into situations that didn’t benefit him. Redfield chopped the big man down and continued to work over his legs. Culminating in Redfield locking in “Nature over Nurture” (Texas cloverleaf) for the submission victory.
Winner: Nick Redfield
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X Championship Match
Ultimate X
Jessica Sears vs. Johnny Matthews vs. Nora Harris vs. Cartier vs. Ollie Maverick vs. Luca Di Paolo
The bell rang and immediately Luca was up a turnbuckle and headed for the wire suspended above the ring. Matthews was quick to pull him back down to the mat though. All six now found themselves battling it out. Each connecting with different moves of increased agile ability. Matthews was able to go on a roll and soon found himself headed for the belt. He started to pull himself across the wire but Nora wasn’t going to just let him have it. She quickly jumped from the top turnbuckle and grabbed onto the wire. Harris was able to scale it faster than Matthews and was able to get there right as he was reaching the belt despite him having the head start. Matthews got a hand on the belt but Nora swung her body and got him with a kick in the gut. Matthews’ longer limbs were allowing him to keep her at bay. She knew she was going to have to do something crazy to get him away from the belt. So that’s what she did. Nora swung herself and let go, grabbing Matthews by the back of the head and pulling him off of the wire. As the two headed for the mat Harris adjusted her position and caught Matthews with “Hello patella” (double knee facebreaker) that seemed to knock him out cold.
The medical team came and rolled Matthews out of the ring to check on him. Back in the ring though the five were still going at each other in a series of fast paced action moves. Maverick was especially going after Luca and managed to lay him out. He then scaled to the top rope but decided that wasn’t high enough. Maverick pulled himself onto the wire and positioned himself above Di Paulo. He let go and went for a 450 but Luca rolled out of the way. Ollie tried to add some rotation to the flip to land on his feet but miscalculated and rolled an ankle. Medical was now taking him out of the ring.
Now it was only down to four. And each of them wanted that belt and they weren’t wasting any time. Each of them headed to a corner and got up on the wire. They all met in the middle but it was Luca who was the first to reach for the title. Sears and Harris weren’t having it and swung in unison and caught him with kicks that sent him crashing to the mat. They seemed happy with their teamwork by the smiles on their faces but they didn’t last long as Cartier swung herself and caught Nora with a boot to the face that dropped her from the wire. Now it was just Sears and Cartier at the top. The two flung wild kicks at each other as they got closer and closer to the belt. Finally it seemed like they were on top of each other as each had a hand on it. Sears was unable to snap the belt but as she fell Cartier grabbed a piece and went down with her. The two crashing into the mat simultaneously.
Two refs slid into the ring with each raising a different person's hand as the winner. The head referee then came into the ring and raised both their hands. But all this did was create more questions than answers.
Winners: Jessica Sears and Cartier
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North Atlantic Championship Match[/u]
Celeste vs. Andre Holmes[/b]
The bell rang and these two were quickly at it. Getting the feeling out process out of the way and exchanging moves at a fast pace. The two went back and forth with neither gaining a large advantage. The action spilled to the outside and Celeste almost had a win when Andre barely got back into the ring. From there she tried to work him down but Holmes just wasn’t backing down. Celeste was really bringing the heat but Andre was able to work around it. The former X champion had more gold in mind as he started to turn the tide on Celeste. After finally getting the momentum back on his side Holmes was able to connect with his “Thrust kick” (superkick to kneeling opponent) and get the three count.
Winner: Andre Holmes
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As the scene comes up backstage CJ Cross is shown walking through the hallway having just arrived not too long ago having flown across the country from LA to NY. He seems a little agitated after Trixie's antics on the plane when he fell asleep, but thankfully he ended up getting the makeup off of him.
Celeste: Awe here I thought I was going to see how that shade of lipstick looked on you.
Celeste tries to hold back her laughter when she notices the glare she gets from her boyfriend as he enters the locker room.
Celeste: I mean I will have a talk with Trixie about her actions.
CJ shuts the door behind him and drops his duffle bag down with a thud which makes Celeste make her way over to him and wrap her arms around the back of his neck.
Celeste: Has my man had a rough day?
Maybe it was not all Trixie's actions. It might be the lack of sleep from wrestling the night before and then up early to fly to New York.
CJ: Yes I have..
CJ pokes out his bottom lip in a pout.
Celeste: Well shape up sunshine! You got a title to win!
Celeste goes to pull away teasing him but CJ grabs a hold of her.
Celeste: Don't make me yell for help!
CJ: Go ahead!
Celeste then begins to "yell" in the lowest audible volume possible.
Celeste: Help...
CJ smiles a bit before he leans in for the kiss that he wanted before letting her go.
Celeste: At least I got a smile out of you, but you really do need to get in the game if you want to finally be called a champion!
Celeste never really pulled punches when it came to their career, she wanted the best for them and he did as well.
CJ: Don't let my mood fool you, I am ready for this match, I have scouted Tyson as much as I can, I will be ready for his every move.
Celeste: Good..
Celeste eyes up his face a bit before she brings a hand up to her chin.
CJ: What!?
Celeste: I will have to tell Trixie that the pink shade of lipstick looks better on you.
CJ raises an eyebrow before it dawns on him that he kissed her while wearing lipstick and some of it must be on his lips again.
CJ: GAH!!
Celeste stifles a laugh before he storms on off to the bathroom to clean himself up once again as the scene begins to fade away.
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National Championship Match[/u]
Tyson Gregory vs. CJ Cross[/b]
At the sound of the bell, Tyson and Cross slowly circle up, feeling each other out for a moment. They go for a grip test but Cross is able to spin and hook Tyson is a wrist lock that he spins around into a hammerlock before snapmaring Tyson over and hooking in a rear chinlock. But Tyson is quick to muscle out and hook Cross’s arm for a wrist lock of his own. Tyson gives Cross’s arm a twist and holds the wrist high but CJ flips through and is able to reverse the hold and grab onto Tyson’s wrist, putting the pressure on Gregory. Tyson uses his strength advantage and pushes Cross into the ropes before whipping him to the other side, when Cross comes back, Gregory drops him with a big shoulder block, that leaves Cross backing up to the corner. They two shake off the last exchange before circling up once again.
They lock up and Gregory again uses his size to muscle Cross into the corner. Tyson sends CJ across the ring and charges in but Cross leaps over Tyson and rolls out. Tyson turns and Cross pops up and tosses him with an inverted hurricanrana, Cross waits for Tyson to get back to his feet and goes for a dropkick but Tyson just swats it away. Cross sits up on the canvas just as Tyson goes to soccer kick him in the face, but Cross drops flat, dodging the kick and as Gregory misses, Cross rolls him up!
One…
Two…
Tyson just kicks out before three. Both men get to their feet but Cross is quick to arm drag Tyson to the canvas. Gregory gets back to his feet and charges in again but is arm dragged once more. This time, Cross holds onto the arm and keeps a deep arm lock on Gregory. Tyson works his way back to his feet and just muscles Cross over with a hip toss, but Cross is quick to his feet and charges at Tyson who just tosses Cross over the top ropes. CJ is just able to hang on and land on the apron, Tyson turns and gets a big forearm shot from Cross that staggers him. Cross springboards back into the ring and drops Tyson with a dropkick but Gregory rolls out of the ring to keep space between them. Cross runs across the ring, leaps to the top rope and jumps outside the ring with a Moonsault! But Tyson dives back into the ring to avoid the connection and Cross crashes outside the ring! CJ slowly gets to his feet but Tyson hits the ropes, comes back and dives head first through the ropes crashing both men into the barrier!
1…
2…
3…
4…
Both men start to stir outside the ring, slowly getting to their feet as the referee starts his count. Tyson and CJ start to exchange punches outside the ring, with neither getting the clear advantage until Tyson boots CJ in the gut and then tosses him shoulder first into the ring steps!
5…
6…
Tyson takes a moment before rolling back into the ring, he stands up and tells the official to keep counting as he takes a moment to catch his breath.
7…
8…
Cross starts to stir, slowly trying to stand up after being tossed into the stairs, pulling on the apron of the ring in an effort to get to his feet.
9…
Just before the official makes the ten count Cross lunges into the ring forcing a smile and shake of the head from Tyson. Gregory quickly makes his way over to Cross, pulling him to his feet and sending him into the ropes, once he comes back Tyson drives him down onto the canvas with a big snap spinebuster! Tyson makes the cover!
One…
Two…
Cross is able to get his shoulder up before the three! Gregory is quick to pull Cross back to his feet and send him back to the canvas with a big brainbuster! But instead of making the cover, Tyson locks Cross into The Stockade (Chickenwing over the shoulder crossface)! Tyson yanks back on Cross who is forced to yell out in pain with the hold locked in so deep. Cross starts trying to move or roll, something to relieve the pressure of the hold on him. Tyson keeps yelling for Cross to tap, to give up but Cross somehow keeps fighting through the pain of the hold until barely, just barely he gets his foot on the ropes! The official yells at Tyson to break the hold until he lets go of Cross. Tyson again shakes his head in disbelief as Cross slowly tries to get back to his feet.
Tyson pulls Cross to his feet and pushes him into the corner. He gives him a hard chop across the chest before lifting him up onto the top turnbuckle. Tyson steps up to the middle ropes and looks to toss Cross across the ring, but CJ fights back with a quick forearm shot, that stuns Tyson. Cross then leaps over him, holding on and powerbombing Gregory off the middle ropes! Cross uses the burst of energy to hit the far ropes, come back and hit a hard double foot seated dropkick that pops Tyson’s head back. He quickly makes the cover!
One…
Two…
Tyson just gets his shoulder up before the three leaving both competitors trying to recover on the canvas. Tyson uses the ropes to pulls himself up as Cross rises up from his knees. Gregory staggers towards Cross who connects with a spinning heel kick that catches Tyson flush to the face! Cross quickly gets to the top ropes, taking a moment for balance before leaping off and connecting with a flying leg drop on Tyson! He makes the cover!
One…
Two…
Thr-
Tyson just gets his shoulder up before the three, but Cross doesn’t miss a moment, pulling Tyson to a seated position and superkicking him in the face! Cross makes the cover again!
One…
Two…
Thr-
Gregory just gets his foot on the bottom ropes to break up the pin! Cross can’t believe it and starts to question the count and what happened. Cross gets up and pulls Tyson up with him as he sets up for the High Cross (Crucifix Powerbomb). But as soon as he lifts Gregory up, Tyson rolls out of the attempt and tries for a rear waistlock on Cross. CJ is able to hit a big back elbow that send Tyson through the ropes and onto the ring apron. Cross quickly springboards from the corner towards Tyson but is hit by a Gregory superkick in midair! Cross drops to the arena floor but stays on his feet, Tyson rushes over and leaps off the apron with his Falling Star (Shooting Star Press off the ring apron to outside the ring) that leaves both competitors in a pile outside the ring!
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The referee makes the count as CJ and Tyson slowly try to rise to their feet, neither paying attention to each other. Cross uses the guardrail to get to his feet as Tyson uses the ring skirt. As soon as Cross gets to his feet, Tyson charges and hits a high impact clothesline to Cross, knocking him over the guardrail and into the crowd!
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Tyson slowly rises to his feet but from out of nowhere Cross launches off the guardrail and hurricanranas Tyson to the arena floor! Gregory looks to get back to his feet but Cross connects with a superkick just before Tyson can get to his feet! CJ rolls into the ring, trying to catch his breath as the official keeps counting out Tyson.
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Gregory slides into the ring before the count of nine but just lays on the mat. Cross makes his way over and pulls Tyson to his feet, while he is on the apron, but Tyson instinctively drops Cross throat first against the top rope! Gregory rolls into the ring and gets to his feet at the same time as Cross getting back to his. Both start exchanging punches, chops and strikes with each other until both are almost out on their feet. Cross doubles Tyson over and looks to go for his High Cross again but Tyson is able push CJ back against the ropes. CJ swings for a clothesline but Tyson ducks it just in time and kicks the back of Cross’s knee, staggering CJ into a kneeling position. Tyson quickly grabs onto Cross and drives him down with The End Of Your Sorrow (Lifting single underhook DDT)! He makes the cover!
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Two…
Three!
Tyson can barely get to his feet as the referee calls for the bell and bringing over the SAP National Championship Title belt. He hands it to Tyson who just looks at the belt and shakes his head in disbelief before hoisting it high above his head in celebration. CJ Cross slowly starts to get to his feet before Tyson comes over and helps him all the way up. The two war worn competitors stare each other down for a moment before Tyson extends his hand and the two share a handshake. Before Tyson goes back to celebrating his win.
Winner: Tyson Gregory
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The last show, the last HOORAH for Spirit and Pride Wrestling. The tears, the hurt, the feels of this being the last show affected many but for two, who sported the Tag Titles, they were not sad nor tearing up in any way. No, there was really loud music in the form of Death Metal as Masaru’s long, broodish hair rocked back and forth with his head as there was bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label on the far-end table. Olly had his own space, his corner of the room, munching on what was left of an unidentified critter. Aurora, wearing ripped jeans and a Frustrated, Incorporated black and pink t-shirt to go with her black and pink custom Nikes, sat alongside Masaru as they had the game console set up with the television, continuing where they left off on Quake II. Enjoying their time before it was time to kick out of it and get into a more serious tone to take on the team they took it from, The Reeds, along with The Killing Joke and Sunshine & Face Kicks. The way the two looked right now, it was a slight intense facial as they were into what was going on.
MASARU INOUE: Funny enough we won the titles the night I killed you in this game with an insane Grappling Hook maneuver! We’re here, defending it against three other teams including The Reeds who we beat for those bad boys. Is Quake II a good luck charm?
Masaru thought, pondering that thought as his fingers mashed buttons. Expecting an answer from his partner, she was more dialed in than he was at the moment and that brought some type of fright out of him. Maybe payback was what she was seeking from last time but his eyes remained on the game.
MASARU INOUE: You think The Reeds will come with something new tonight that blows us away?
Right there, that was the button to push as she put the game on pause. Controllers dropped and laughter came.
AURORA: Well I think they will absolutely need to, don’t you think? It’s a serious position for them to be in, not just The Reeds who live and wrestle to where you can’t tell where one begins and the other ends… you’ve got that throwback style with Killing Joke, and well, Sunshine and Facekicks may be no BGTL but they’re something. I’m in no mood to entertain egos my Rook, and if any of those teams we’re facing think for a second that we aren’t the challenge of their careers, just sitting here breathing in the air backstage they need to reassess themselves. We got here by hard work to go with our skill and talents, and we are simply the best of someone better.
She took in a deep breath and let it out, a warmish chuckle passing her full lips.
AURORA: We are, Masaru. We simply are that, be it here in Spirit and Pride, or Phoenix Wrestling, or HELL…. We are. I hope you’ve brought something interesting for your part of the refreshments, I’ve got a thing or two in my bag that should help things along.
Her tone changed completely and it brought a smile to Maz’s face as he gave her a high-five.
MASARU INOUE: I got your favorite over there. Johnnie will be apart of our celebration in defending these titles. Going out with consistency. That’s what we do. That’s who we are. We thrive with competition, new or old. We are hungry. Like Olly over there, we enjoy feasting on you critters. No matter the size, all of you taste damn near the same. Hunger drives us.
Masaru got up from out of his chair, putting his controller down for good as he brushed his fingers through his hair as he traveled over to turn down the music a tad bit. Aurora, she left the game too as all of a sudden, the mood changed for the two. That level of seriousness that fans of Hell Is Waiting recognize well, it was the mood.
AURORA: I’m ready to pull out the stops tonight. Give these fans, my freaky little darlings, one last really big show. I just hope that the rest are all on the same page with that…
A small sigh passed her lips, to be replaced with a fierce expression.
AURORA: It’s never been easy for us… and we’ve defended these with pride, held the WCS at the same time… but these championships are special. Our bit of first blush proof that we could thrive anywhere, not just under the Phoenix flag. So I’m of the mind to defend them this one last time, as if they were the only gold that you and I would ever get to taste for the rest of our careers. It’s going to be brutal, and bloody… and they all best bring it.
MASARU INOUE: Yes, I hope they are worth the time. I know the Reeds are, they proved to be worthy but their fate was quickly known at the ringing of the bell in March. Here it is June and the same fate, although with two other teams, it will be the same. We give respect when earned but we also snatch every soul we encounter. Six extra souls will be claimed by us tonight in victory! Or maybe I shouldn’t speak so soon, hmm Aurora?
AURORA: Hmmm… we shall see… six is a feast but we are just so hungry.
The pair as if on instinct raise their arms, hitting forearm to forearm like gladiators before Olly screeches and flies out of the area ahead of them, their herald on the path to the ring.
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World Tag Team Championship Match[/u]
Hell is Waiting vs. The Reeds vs. The Killing Joke vs. Sunshine & Face Kicks[/b]
Immediately as the referee hands down the SAP Tag Team Championship belts to the timekeeper and calls for the bell, chaos reigns in the ring as all eight wrestlers go at it in a full on brawl for the opening minutes of the match, started apparently when one of The Reeds made a remark about Olly, but we’re just not sure! Fists, feet, elbows and knees are flying, Charlie Reed going on a spree with a bunch of crisp Superkicks for everyone but Lilah of course though Masaru ducks under his gift and yanks him into a Snapmare Neckbreaker. There’s no point of course to trying a pin and Masaru rolls up and yanks Tegan Taylor to the mat with a Tiger Suplex. Cailey Carter dives in with a Sunsault then and smooshes both of them, Aurora recovers from the Superkick and drops Chelsea Pryce on her head and dares Allen Chaney to save her but here’s Charlie Reed back up with a Running Neckbreaker dropping Chaney before he can move. Well then. The referee is pissed, he regains control and orders half the people in the ring out of the ring and finally we’re getting an actual tag match, yay.
The Reeds make a good showing of it, on the whole proving why they were in possession of the SAP Tag Team Championships for a company record, The Killing Joke get their groove back and almost take the match with a pin on Cailey Carter but Tegan saves her and they double team Allen for a bit as Masaru and Aurora hang back. The Reeds try and isolate Masaru but this backfires as he drops Charlie with a wicked Shin Kick to the neck, and there’s a dog pile to break the pin which leads the referee to warning the teams again. Masaru is feeling it and tags in Aurora who drops Lilah with an Asai DDT, but Allen Chaney yanks Reed out of the ring! Charlie goes to assist his wife and partner, Chelsea tries to get even with Aurora for earlier but here’s Aurora with a… holy shit a Tiger Suplex, this is out of the ordinary! Cailey and Tegan try to break the pin as Masaru fights them off, Aurora getting the three even as Allen slides into the ring to try and save the match.
Winners: Hell Is Waiting
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North American Championship Match[/u]
Brendan Samuels vs. Elijah Carlson[/b]
The crowd was absolutely apeshit for this one as the bell rang. The two met in the middle of the ring and began to exchange some trash talk. That is until Eli slapped Brendan right across the face. The champ didn’t take kindly to that and cocked a right hand back and punched Carlson right in the face. Carlson stumbled back and Samuels headed his way. Eli then stuck his head underneath the top rope and told the ref to get him off of him.
The referee made Bren back up but he was vocal about his displeasure and told Carlson to get back over here and face him. Carlson came back into the ring but when Bren headed right for him he stuck his top half under the top rope again. Samuels backed off as the referee told him while Elijah had a giant smile on his face.
Carlson came back into the ring and the two circled each other. Samuels went for a lock up but Eli planted a boot to his gut and then a few clubs on the back. Carlson then whipped Samuels into the ropes but wasn’t expecting Samuels to nail him with an axe bomber on the rebound. The crowd went nuts when Eli hit the mat and Brendan didn’t waste any time. He pulled Carlson up and connected with a series of cringe worthy chops as he backed the challenger up into the corner. Bren then backed up and rushed in for a running forearm strike but Carlson slid out of the corner.
Samuels crashed in and Carlson capitalized quick. After a few shots he grabbed the champ and then connected with a snap suplex right into the corner that folded up the champ. Carlson then pulled Samuels out of the corner and quickly jumped to the top rope. He came leaping off and connected with a double stomp right to the knee of the champ. Eli went for a cover but Samuels quickly put a foot on the ropes. Eli stood up angrily and put a boot to Bren’s head as he was getting to his feet. The champ blasted him with another chop and Eli returned it with a stiff kick to the knee that dropped Samuels to one leg.
Carlson went for “Anointed” (shining wizard) but Samuels put up his forearms to block the knee strike. He stood back up but Eli was charging his way. Samuels ducked and got a hold of him to connect with a bridging northern lights suplex. Carlson kicked out at one and quickly got back to his feet to lay some stomps onto the knee of the champ. Eli then darted for the ropes and rebounded to catch Samuels right in the face with a knee strike.
Samuels hit the mat and Carlson had a wide smile on his face that drew the ire of the crowd. He responded with a middle finger that he waved all around. The boos showered in but he didn’t care. Instead he focused on Samuels who was now nearly up to his feet. Eli cracked him with a few shots before he headed for the ropes but this time Samuels was ready and sent him flying with a back body drop. Carlson landed hard and Samuels made his way over to grab him. As Samuels went to pull Carlson up Eli pulled him down and quickly put him in a small package but Samuels kicked out at two.
Both got up to their feet and Samuels connected with another brutal chop that sent Eli stumbling back after he let out a yell. His chest bruised and welted from the abuse so far. Eli leaned chest first on the ropes which allowed Samuels to catch him with a belly to back suplex. Samuels pulled Carlson right back up and went for the “Immram Buster” (slingshot brainbuster) but Carlson slid down the back of Bren and then nailed him with a chop block on the knee he had been working on. Bren went down with a grimace, Eli then began to stomp mercilessly on the knee of the champ.
Carson then lifted up Samuels by the ankle and slammed him down onto his knee. He did this repeatedly before locking in an STF. Samuels was in pain and it was evident. Carlson wrenched on the hold but Samuels was able to pull himself to the ropes. Carlson let go at four and then laid a few more stomps on the knee of the champ. Carlson then backed off and waited for Samuels to get to his feet. The champ made his way back to his feet and then Carlson darted across the ring but Brendan was ready. Samuels connected with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker but he brought him down on his injured knee and it wasn’t exactly apparent who the move hurt more.
The two made their way back to their feet with the crowd going nuts. Brendan nailed Carlson with another brutal chop. This time blood began to trickle from the challengers chest. Eli came back with a forearm, the champ came back with another hard chop. The two went back and forth with the crowd into it. Eli then went for a kick but Samuels caught it and then got Carlson with a fisherman’s suplex. The champ held the bridge but only got the two count.
Samuels then began to stalk Eli as he got to his feet. He went in trying to get the crossface chicken wing but Eli broke free and headed for the ropes. He rebounded and Samuels went for another axe bomber but Eli ducked it. He rebounded again and caught the champ with the “Red Light Special” (sick kick). The crowd was up in arms as Carlson made the cover but at the last moment possible Samuels kicked out. The crowd went ballistic as Eli was in disbelief. Telling the ref it was three.
As Eli was reprimanding the referee he didn’t see that Samuels was stirring behind him. The champ positioned himself behind Carlson and locked on the crossface chicken wing. Eli kicked his legs as he tried to break free but it was no use. Next think he knew he was going airbound as Samuels connected with “Mac Lir” (millennium suplex). The crowd counted along as the referee made the count but now it was them who would be stunned as Elijah kicked out at the last possible moment.
If Brendan was stunned or surprised by it he sure didn’t show it. Instead he was moving onto the next plan. He grabbed the leg of Carlson, likely looking for Absolute Bearing, but Eli was writhing around trying to get away. Carlson rolled to his back and then hit Brendan with a kick in the knee. As Bren leaned down Eli used both his feet to shove him off but Samuels went launching off right into the referee.
Samuels tried to shake the referee up and make sure he was alright but he didn’t have a lot of time to spare with that because Carlson was getting up to his feet. A wicked smile came across Eli’s face when he realized that the referee was down. As the two met in the middle of the ring they once again began to slug it out. Samuels being the bigger man started to take the lead. The crowd chanting his name and the black flags waving across the arena. Eli went for a kick. Samuels covered his knee expecting that to be it's location but it wasn’t. Carlson nailed Samuels with a hard shot right between the legs.
Samuels bent over in agony and Carlson quickly turned around. The challenger connected with “Your Coronation” (Pele kick) catching Brendan flush in the back of the head. The champ went down like a ton of bricks. Carlson rolled him over as the referee was coming too. He hooked both legs deep as the ref made his was over and made the count. One...two...three! The arena erupted in boos as Carlson had won.
The referee checked on Samuels who was still down. Carlson on the other hand jumped out of the ring and grabbed the belt off of the time keepers table. He climbed back into the ring and climbed to the top rope. Elijah held the belt high in the air, celebrating as the new champ.
Winner: Elijah Carlson