Post by Avery Quinn on Nov 27, 2017 16:19:31 GMT -5
The camera opens up showing the arena before it moves to the familiar faces of the announce table. Jackson gives a rundown of the crowd while Judd comments on each match. Chris finishes with a stupid comment which makes Aiden yell at him from his megaphone. Jackson finishes by saying Phoenix Quagliaterre is going to come out and make a statement.
That familiar theme begins to blast as the many chants the fans were shouting in preparation for the show starting turn into loud screams for the upcoming arrival of Phoenix Quagliaterre. She pushes through the swishing velvet curtains and walks out into view with her VPW Hardcore Title resting over her shoulder and a microphone clenched into her right hand as she waves at the active crowd with her left. The female fans immediately notice the absence of Jae-Yun Sun and begin to frown while raising their Bae-Yun signs even higher as if he’s there in spirit. That same smile continues to play on her lips even after she enters the ring, walking around on the mat while just soaking up all the positive cheers and screams she’s receiving before finally deciding to address the crowd until the Phoenix chants causes her to pause once more. Looking around at the loud cheering crowd, you can tell by the look of her face that although she’s grown a bit tired of the craziness going on around here, she is really happy to be here even for such a short amount of time. She allows the crowd to continue on for a few seconds more with their cheers and chants before finally rising the mic up to her grinning lips.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: I know you all are pretty curious and amped up to see who is this big name that I have signed to the company and I promise you once you see them, you’re going to be….
Crowd: SCREEEAAAMMMIIIIIIINGGGGG!
Phoenix chuckles at the excited crowd as she nods her head with approval before continuing on.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: Yes… yes you will be. Now, I know you all assume that I am going to be addressing all the mess that’s going on since I am the enforcer of this company…. But well, that will no longer really be my place anymore to do so. I realize that I can not make it to every SAP event because sometimes my schedule conflicts with the days when something else is planned and I have to be there instead. So… we decided that it was best someone step in to fill that role officially. Avery hired someone that I believe will tighten things up around here but… I am not out here for that. I am out here merely to announce to you all who I’VE signed. When i signed Eli, I knew he was going to shake things up around here and he has been doing such a fantastic job with putting everyone on notice. And I know this new signee will be doing the same thing because they most definitely don’t bite their tongue. So without further ado, I present to you all…… The 4CW XTV Champion, GENEVIEVE CARLSON!!!!!
“Killing you Hoes” by Trina plays as Genevieve Carlson appears and smiles. Rolling her eyes at the boos before walking to the ring and climbing the steps. She grins and poses before going through the middle ropes and walks over to Phoenix.
Phoenix hugs Genevieve with a bright smile and says a few things to her that the mic doesn’t pick up before she slides out of the ring and heads towards the back, the audience now giving Genevieve their full attention. Genevieve smiles widely and waits for the crowd to die down before holding the mic up to her lips.
Genevieve Carlson: “Hello SAP. Let me just thank Phoenix for offering me a contract here. She is a wonderful and beautiful woman and one of my besties. Love you so much Phe.”
She blew a kiss in the direction that Phoenix had just disappeared towards the back.
Genevieve Carlson: “Now let’s get down to business about why I signed to begin with. I work for 4CW and I am the XTV Champion. I love working for 4CW and I always have. You see before, I had my darling husband there with me. You might know him. He’s the FACE OF SAP. Elijah Carlson.”
She smirked as people boo’d. She rolled her eyes and held her hand up trying to quiet the crowd who booed louder causing her to have a look of disgust.
Genevieve Carlson: “Shut up! I’m not done. Whether you like it or not he is the chosen face of this company. Hand picked by Phe and he is showing y’all every single show why he’s the face over the rest of these nobodies. Now I’m not here to be the face of the company, or even to be his arm candy. You see I’m here to prove that whether me and Eli are in the same company or not we can be dominating solo...and TOGETHER.”
Genevieve Carlson: “That’s right. Eli and I have a terrible tag team record in 4CW. People think we don’t make a good team, but I’m here to prove that with Eli by my side in tag team action we are not good, we are GREAT together. At the same time? I’m gonna go through each and every person and gonna relish in sitting on top of the pile of bodies next to my husband. Buckle up cunts. The Carlson Era of SAP is about to officially begin.”
Genevieve dropped the mic and posed as she soaked in the boos. Music hitting again as she just stood in the ring posing and blowing all her “fans” kisses before heading to slide out of the ring between the ropes, and hopping down from the side of the ring, making her way to the back her head held high.
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Backstage, Adolfo Santana is stretching by doing something like yoga. He sees a camera crew passing by and he stops doing whatever he was doing and yells at the crew who stop right in their track to adress Santana.
He asks them where were they going that they didn't notice the single most important wrestler to ever come out of Mexico. The pride of Jalisco! The man, the myth, the legend himself… Adolfo “The Truth” Santana!
The crew looked at each other while Santana smiled with his eyes closed, imagining the cheers from an invisible crowd adulating him. They then interrupt Santana’s fantasy to inform him that they have an interview with another superstar, which angers Santana.
He then states that The Truth is standing right in front of them and that tonight The Truth is going to leave his mark for the first time ever in SAP, but they’re more interested in another “superstar”? He says that nobody is a bigger star in Mexico than The Truth! He’s the man that created wrestling as it stands today in the land of the Aztec Warriors!
The crew still looks in disbelief of what they’re seeing… the tiny man, Santana, barks louder than a chihuahua. Santana then taps one of the crew members on the shoulder stating that he knows looking at The Truth right in the eye is a hard thing, after all… nothing hits you harder than The Truth… so he forgives them for their mistake… but after tonight, they better remember than whenever they’re in front of The Truth… they're in front of greatness!
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Jaser Cruz & Xander Salvitor vs. Jacob Evans & Adolfo Santana
The bell rings and Jaser starts out for his team while Adolfo starts out for his. The two men with the Lucha backgrounds started the match off hot. They went through a series of high flying moves that really got the crowd into it. Jaser started to get the upper hand and tagged in Xander. Salvitor was able to keep the heat up and kept the pressure on “The Truth”. In the corner Evans was yelling at the fans to keep quiet as he was calling for Santana to get free and make the tag. Xander went for “Starship Pain” but Santana was able to roll out of the way. He made the tag in to Evans who came in and laid on a series of hard punches to Salvitor who backed away far enough to make a tag. Cruz came in and gave everything back to Evans who eventually dropped to his knees begging for Cruz to lay off. Adolfo distracted the ref and Evans hit a low blow. Jacob then makes the tag into Santana. The Truth takes it to the weakened Cruz and connects with the “Lie Detector” (Pumphandle Lift dropped into a knee strike to the face). Adolfo makes the cover. Xander tried to break it up but Evans was there to cut him off as Santana got the three count.
Winners: Adolfo Santana & Jacob Evans
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Phoenix Quagliaterre is seen rushing backstage through the hallways after introducing the newest SAP signee out in the ring. She's yelling on her phone at someone that once she gets to Vietnam that her suite reservations had better be fixed. She spots someone coming down the opposite end of the hallway and immediately rushes the person off the phone to greet the SAP National Champion.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: O captain, my captain.
She greets dramatically with a laugh, waving away backstage workers to move along.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: And how are you this fine evening?
Brendan Samuels stands there, pushing the shades off of his nose to his temple, his long luscious midnight curls hanging low and loose, clad in his ring gear bar the fact that he wears one of his traditional Hawaiian shirts. The shirt itself is completely unbuttoned, revealing both his chiselled torso, like the sculpture of Michelangelo itself, as well as the glistening and beautiful SAP National Championship. Samuels smiles, cool and somewhat cocky, his cool eyes like the iceberg that sunk the Titanic itself. He has clearly noticed that Phoenix is in a rush, though has seen that she has weighed anchor as soon as she saw him.
Brendan Samuels: Some speech, eh lass. Yer seem in an awful rush to abandon ship tonight? Is the main event tonight not quite right to yer liking, or is this be something a little wee different?
Samuels cracks that icicle like grin again, his eyes taking in the environment, dictating the direction that they were taking like a true navigator. He eyes Phoenix up, awaiting his answer as she stands in nigh on silence.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: Oh no no nooooo definitely nothing like that! I have an event I have to attend overseas but trust me, I'll be watching the show while on the jet. You know I'd never miss you in action although I do hate I won't be taking it in, well in person. Today has been quite a busy day for me and it's unfortunate that I can't stay to try to settle things around here. It's like a mutiny going on with the basics trying to reign supreme against our biggest stars. It's quite pathetic in a way, actually.
Brendan smiles, approaching Phoenix a little closer, then casting his eyes away in the opposite direction.
Brendan Samuels: Ye know lass, this place be known as Spirit and Pride Wrestling. It’s a fitting title for the most part, but half the time I think the roster only listens and understands to half the meaning. Some of ‘em are showing true Spirit with their comments, often farfetched, often out of place, often seeming from another ocean altogether. Other times I see the sin of Pride, people gloating about their own ability so much that they cannae see the fog through the trees, and when they’re put down they act like nothin’ happened at all, cannae admit when they’re wrong and when they need to be better.
Samuels smiles, the Black Flag of the Kraken in his left hand. He peers at it for a moment, the thick black material rippling down to the floor as he shakes it.
Brendan Samuels: And some don’t seem to have either. Some give up on the industry all together, their pride out of the window and they are just here for being here's sakes. My opponent tonight being one of them, constantly complaining about the business and how it bears him no interest, and yet here he is. Interesting, don’t ye think?
He eyes up Phoenix some more, before cracking a smooth and sophisticated smile, speaking on in his Southern Irish drawal, an accent that was rich as chocolate and smooth as velvet.
Brendan Samuels: And yet they were something and could still be something if they really wanted to. Yet they don’t. It’s a tragedy for the sport, don’t ye think, lass?
Phoenix Quagliaterre: It's rather sad.. When I got tired of wrestling, I simply retired and found something else to do with my time. I may have came out of retirement for petty reasons but I missed wrestling in some capacity. Every company had a few bad eggs but between all the whining and complaining going on here, it's like SAP has been overtaken by it. It is why I brought in the big guns with my newest signings to straighten things out.
She pauses to sweep her falling bangs from out of her emerald eyes while continually rejecting phone calls with her thumb.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: The funny thing about it is it doesn't matter how much people scream they are the best, it's their talent and personality that really puts them out there. The roster hates Vince more than the fans do but yet all of this hate he gets. I used to push his buttons for the fun of it but it's gotten old. Vince is respected more than a lot of his wannabe harassers when it comes to the board of directors, this is the funny thing about it. But enough about him.. I'm actually happy that I was able to bump into you, I've never gotten to personally thank you for being such a big asset to this company. Very influential and the fans are quite pleased with you.
Brendan’s smile hasn’t left him, though his stare is still frozen and controlled.
Brendan Samuels: Yer dinnae need to thank me, lass. As sweet as it maybe coming from the likes of yer, and it is, no doubt… it ain’t what I’m here to do. I’m here to face the best, I’m here to beat the best, I’m here to be the best. If I dinnae give that and get that on any given night then the seas be drying up, and being the man I am, that ain’t what I am here for.
Samuels gives her a curt nod before his eyes scan the area once more, ever wary but keeping control over his surroundings.
Brendan Samuels: I’m here to be Champion. It may be the aim of everyone, but they get lost in their way. I’m planning on keeping me direction, and keeping this title on course. And I plan on that for a long, long time… However unpredictable this business may be.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: You're definitely one of our most focused. Majority seems to be wanting to be liked by everyone and although it is okay to want attention but not to the point that you're starving for it and two seconds from slitting your wrists because you aren't getting enough eyes on you. It's funny because a decade ago when I started off, I used to think that's what it was all about… getting the attention until I realized the true reward was pushing yourself beyond your limits, breaking barriers and being the best. It's weird to hear people say they've been in this business for years but act like rookies or trainees. It's like they-
Her vibrating phone causes her to pause and look down at her hand to see her pilot calling her for the umpteenth time.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: My staff are so paranoid if I'm not on time… okay, I have to go but we definitely need to finish this talk sometime. Do you like… tea?
The audience bursts out laughing while tuning in on the monitor to this live conversation since the lovely Investor was nice enough to stop being a big b word for once and make Titty Baby the first show that SAP finally gets titantrons. The ongoing tea joke is that she asks attractive men if they like tea and since no one picks up on it, it remains funny as hell. Her phone rings again and she rolls her eyes dramatically.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: Good luck tonight, okay?
Samuels cracks his trademark grin, before unusually taking his Black Flag and wrapping it around Quagliaterre. Phe looks a little confused by the gesture, till Samuels gives her a curt nod before taking a step backwards.
Brendan Samuels: It be cold out there. Keep it till we speak again.
With that, the SAP National Champion turns and leaves Phoenix to her own business, marching off towards the locker room to prepare for his title defence tonight while leaving Phoenix to study the flag wrapped around her. She smiles brightly, pulling more on it to wrap more around her before she heads down the hallway to get ready to leave.
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The four siblings collectively known as Stacked Deck are chilling in the backstage area of the Cross Insurance Arena. Tonight marks their professional debut as wrestlers, in a title match nonetheless. But that doesn’t seem to be the only thing the quartet is thrilled about.
TYLER: “We made it girls! Two of our dreams become reality tonight! Not only we step inside the ring for the first time, but we present our first single as well.”
JUDITH: “Three dreams Ty.”
His sister Judith, hands down the most exuberant and outspoken of them interrupts him.
JUDITH: “You forgot that we will be walking out with the gold…”
She high-fives her sister Kimberly who seems to be sharing the same confidence.
KIMBERLY: “You know it sis! I can’t wait to see those titty babies cry after we kick their ass tonight.”
NANCY: “Well, that would be very cool actually… But don’t you think you’re putting the cart before the horse too soon? I mean all the teams involved have far more experience than us…”
JUDITH: “Quaking in your boots already N?”
Judith is quick to mock her older sister.
JUDITH: “You can always sit on the bench if you’re afraid to play with the grown ups. I’m sure Kim and Ty will be more than happy to step up and replace you!”
KIMBERLY: “Fuck yeah J! Let’s do it!”
An overly excited Kimberly jumps on her feet before Tyler could even think about replying.
JUDITH: “Then it’s decided. You and me girl. Let’s go get ready!”
And that’s their cue, as they head to the locker room, leaving Nancy and Tyler alone.
NANCY: “You should have been in that match Ty…”
She says shaking her head.
TYLER: “I know. But Kim didn’t leave me the chance… I have the feeling that these two just got exactly what they wanted.”
NANCY: “I wouldn’t be surprised if this was their plan all along. The spotlights must be on them, right?”
The two brothers share a laugh.
TYLER: “Well, maybe their enthusiasm will be the key for this match, and they actually will win the titles. Or they get the beating of a lifetime. Either way, I think we should keep a close look on them.”
Nancy nods, standing up and walking out of the framing, followed by Tyler.
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NORA HARRIS: Malaya Diyosa, boy she’s been a thorn in my side hasn’t she? I mean, I still have no idea why it is she’s doing the things she does.
Nora’s walking backstage, a little plate of goodies from catering in her hands as she smiles at a few of the backstage workers as she passes by.
NORA HARRIS: I mean, I’m not surprised at how most people in wrestling act… or act up, I guess I should say? These people who behave all snide, snotty, jealous, that’s pretty much all it is. Be it someone that never got attention in High School or the Community College they attended and now figures no one will bust them out for playing “elite”, or someone that’s been around long enough to watch whatever potential they have die off and newer, fresher, and more talented wrestlers show up to take their place every year, there’s always going to be someone that wants to be a little extra.
She shrugs, and takes a nibble from one of the cookies she’s gathered, then gestures at the camera following her with it.
NORA HARRIS: See, the thing is, I know that I’m still new. Not just to Spirit and Pride, but wrestling as a whole. I got training at one of the best schools out there from a guy that produces legends, and that’s got me this far but I know I have a lot more to go before I truly make it. But see, unlike all those sorts of people I mentioned? I’m a Harris. We don’t stop, we thrive, we evolve with the times. We become better versions of ourselves because we’re not afraid of hard work and we don’t have to cut corners to get where we want to go.
She finishes the cookie and then licks the crumbs off her lips.
NORA HARRIS: I’m happy, doing this. Learning and overcoming, and I know in my heart that I can and will exceed what anyone else out there might see for me. I’ve got the best support system in the world, and I truly care about the fans and what I do. So sure, I’m facing Malaya Diyosa again, and I don’t mind. I could face her or one of her group for the rest of my time in SAP and I promise you by the end of it, every one of them will be staring up at the lights wondering how the tiny little thing I am put them down the way I did. Just watch and see.
She disposes of the paper plate and then skips off, making her behind bounce perhaps a little more than necessary as she does so.
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The show has just begun and the energy is positive and exciting. A cameraman helps the viewers survey the backstage area and comes across a familiar face with someone unfamiliar to Spirit and Pride Wrestling. “The Paladin” Jessica Nitoh is dressed to impress, a purple business dress that hugs her curves, a light black jacket overtop, and a pair of black high heels. Her blonde hair is styled and tied into a nice braid. Besides her is a young man dressed in a black suit with a dark purple tie to match her dress color. His dark brown hair is nicely brushed and gelled back to match his professionalism. Jessica looks towards him and frowns.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I feel completely out of place, Victor…”
The young man named Victor looks back towards her and he gently smiles.
[Victor Mason] “I’ve been teaching you the ways of business etiquette for the last few days to demonstrate your professionalism in this meeting with Mr. Quinn. In the short amount of time you have lived and breathed the lessons I have taught you. Everything is going to be alright.”
Jessica sighs and glances up towards the camera. The cameraman himself seems to take a hesitant step back. Her frown remains and she bows her head.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to take my anger out on you.”
She offers a weak yet genuine smile before she and Victor stop before the open office door. Victor raises his right hand and knocks thrice.
[Victor Mason] “Mr. Avery Quinn, it is Victor Mason with Ms. Jessica Nitoh.”
Avery looks up from his desk and let’s out a long sigh while closing his laptop. He takes his arms and folds them on his desk as he stares at the two.
[Avery Quinn] “Come in.”
His tone doesn’t hide that he isn’t enthusiastic about this. Jessica does her best to wear a stoic mask over her face. She steps inside the office, Victor follows suit, and she watches her manager approach the desk. He extends his right hand towards Avery to gesture a proper handshake.
[Victor Mason] “Thank you for your compliance to our meeting, Mr. Quinn. My name is Victor Mason, wrestling manager of Ms. Nitoh and board member of Mason Consolidated. I can assure you that we come in peace and there will be no hostility.”
Jessica presses her lips together in a thin line. Business runs through her manager’s veins, there’s no denying that. Avery takes a look at Victor’s hand and rolls his eyes.
[Avery Quinn] “You can both sit down. Now go on and tell me why you’re here. I’m very busy tonight.”
Avery leans back in his chair and stares at the two. Seeing this, Jessica’s eyes slightly narrow. Even when they’re trying to be respectful, Avery doesn’t seem to want to cooperate. However, Victor is unfazed by this. He simply nods politely and pulls up a chair for Jessica. She takes the seat he offers her, then he sits down next to her. Victor clears his throat and focuses on the matter.
[Victor Mason] “Mr. Quinn, it was brought to my attention that there is some matter of disagreement between you and my client. Ms. Nitoh presented the idea that you do not offer her fair treatment in the company. I have done my research. It’s true that she has been with the company since the very first day. She was given a second chance in the wrestling industry by the Owner of Spirit and Pride Wrestling, Mr. Ty Buchbinder, and she has proven herself worthy of the chance. Her record, while imperfect, is still impressive and she also assisted in the removal of Cole Conners and the Hellfire Club, the men who threatened to take over the company. Although she has done this, she has not been booked for a championship match since Ascension on January 21st, 2017. We would like to prove that she is worthy of becoming a champion once again.”
Jessica blinks. She’s surprised and impressed by Victor’s knowledge on the scenario. Avery clears his throat before he speaks to the two but he focuses his attention on Victor.
[Avery Quinn] “While we here are appreciative of the things Mrs. Nitoh has done to protect us from Hellfire Club, we do have to remind you that she was more focused on them than putting herself in title contention. She even eliminated herself from “No Man’s Land” giving us the belief that titles weren’t her biggest concern. I believe that Jessica could challenge for a title again, but first I want an apology to myself and this company.”
Avery’s tone is cold and straightforward. He’s intent on showing that he wasn’t here to play games. Victor turns to regard his client, more importantly his friend, and he looks into her eyes. Jessica looks back at him, the vulnerability clear in her eyes, and she nods. She straightens herself in her seat, folds her hands on her lap, and faces Avery with clear focus.
[Jessica Nitoh] “...Mr. Avery Quinn, Spirit and Pride Wrestling, I apologize for my recent behavior and actions. In the last two months I have not been professional. Instead, I have demonstrated pure emotional compromise and irrational decision making. During “No Man's Land”, my husband was severely injured by the members of the Hellfire Club and I eliminated myself in order to be by his side…”
It was the last time SAP saw Geki Nitoh, her ex-husband since early September, in the reality of this scenario. Showing some of her emotional vulnerability, she takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, regaining her composure.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Over a year ago, I was the Indianapolis Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion. I know and understand the experience of being a champion and I want to relive that experience again. Mr. Ty Buchbinder reached out to me and extended the opportunity to join his company, thus providing me with a second chance in the wrestling industry. I can't allow myself to tarnish his kindness. I’m not going to be one of the masses who demands title shots. I’m not going to sit here and whine until I get everything I want. That’s not who I am. Who I am is a professional wrestler capable of working hard and earning her opportunities the right way. I want to prove myself worthy. My behavior and actions on the previous shows were from pure, uncontrolled emotions. They don’t reflect my genuine mannerisms. I'm genuinely sorry for my mistakes and I’m willing to accept the consequences for my irresponsibility.”
Avery leans forward in his chair and folds his arms on his desk.
[Avery Quinn] “You disrespected and besmirched the name of this company when you compared us to another and called them a booking genius, implying that we were not as good. I was ready to terminate you over this. Luckily for you, my children talked me out of it. I’m going to give you one last chance. If you win your match tonight you will be given a future shot at the X championship. If you lose then you will not be able to challenge for any title until 2019.”
There's a shimmer in Jessica's eyes, a brief moment of emotion shown within them. Victor looks at her, his business demeanor never giving way, and then he faces forward. From the corner of his eye he catches the sight of Jessica exhaling quietly before she nods.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Mr. Quinn, I accept your terms. Should I win, I will challenge for the SAP X Championship. Should I lose, I will lose my ability to challenge for any SAP championship… I will even submit my resignation letter from the company.”
Victor doesn't move a muscle. In the perspective of the live audience, the fans yell “NO! DON'T GO!” and sorrowful reactions arise. Avery just rolls his eyes at her.
[Avery Quinn] “Don’t try to strongarm me here Jessica. Don’t play some sob story to try and get support or try to get me to feel sorry for you. Just go out there and wrestle your match.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “It's not a sob story for support and I'm not vying for your sympathy. I'm simply confident in my skills and knowledge that I'm willing to take risks for rewards. To present the scenario, if a wrestler is unable to wrestle for any championship in a company, why would they continue to work for them? Every wrestler’s main objective is to become a champion. If they're not striving to be among the best in a wrestling company, then why are they a wrestler in the first place? If I lose against Mark Storm tonight and I can no longer wrestle for any championship in Spirit and Pride, then there's no point in staying here. It's logical.”
Rising to her feet, Jessica politely bows her head and keeps a strong business front.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Thank you for your time and consideration, Mr. Quinn. I need to suit up. Live long and prosper.”
Her right hand forms the Vulcan Salute and she dismisses herself from his office without another word. Victor watches her leave before he stands up. He faces Avery, straightens his tie, and clears his throat.
[Victor Mason] “Is there anything else you would like to discuss, Mr. Quinn?”
Avery opens up his laptop and pulls it in front of him.
[Avery Quinn] “No, you can leave now.”
[Victor Mason] “Very well. Thank you for your cooperation and have a good night.”
Victor rises from his seat and dismisses himself, knowing there's no point in extending his hand for a handshake that will never happen. He meets with Jessica outside of the office and discusses strategy as the scenario fades to black.
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Satsujin vs. Hawthorne & Overton
The bell rang and Satsujin attacked Iris and Olly right from the start. Trying to not let them get comfortable. From there they threw them to the outside and continued to lay on the beating. The referee called for order and Cappadonna rolled Iris in to start the match. Cappadonna kept Iris grounded while she landed some stomps and joint holds before she tagged in Nari. Chang went right to her wheelhouse and started to land the power moves she’s known for. Nari landed a big spike piledriver on Iris and then went for the cover but Oliver broke it up. The referee shoved Overton back to his corner and during that Satsujin switched without tagging. Cappadonna then tried to wear down Iris even further with some strikes but Hawthorne caught one of Cappadonna's legs and spun her around to hit a German suplex. The crowd was fully behind Oliver as he was reaching his arm over the top rope as far as he could looking for a tag. Iris made it and Overton came in like a house on fire dropping Cappadonna and Nari who came into the ring. He then sent Nari over the top rope with a clothesline before turning back to Cappadonna and hitting her with a side thrust kick. He then went for the cover and got the three count.
Winners: Hawthorne & Overton
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The scene cuts to the back where Charlie and Lilah Reed are standing by after their match with the SAP International Tag Team Championship belts in hand. Charlie smiles big and holds up four fingers to the camera.
Charlie Reed: Four successful defenses… That’s how many is the record for a single reign as SAP International Tag Team Champions. It is also the number of successful defenses that Lilah and I now have in our reign as champions! But unlike those before us, we have done it in half the time.
Lilah lets out a small laugh.
Lilah Reed: It doesn’t matter how we do it or how good it looks, we get shit done. This tag division has been destroyed and tore apart by us. SAP had to put out alerts and tweets to any and all tag teams and you all saw first hand that we, just get our shit done.
Charlie pats the faceplate of his championship belt.
Charlie Reed: I know we have all these teams wanting to step up and are coming in here as hot shit names from other companies but the key words there are you are from other companies. This? This is SAP. This is the tag division that we tore apart and are rebuilding in our image. So come one, come all tag teams… We’d love to add you to teams we’ve broken along our way. Just watch out for the tick… tick…
Lilah Reed: BOOM!
Lilah then pushes the camera man over as the two walk away laughing and celebrating.
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Desiree Jenkins vs. Raven Monetta
As the match started the two began to feel each other out with some chaining and basic moves. Desiree seemed to be in the lead when she went for a suplex but Raven slid down her back and then rolled her up for a school boy. Desiree kicked out at two but it gave her a quick lesson on how sneaky Raven could be. The two locked up again but Raven cut her off and then started to land some strikes. Monetta tried to work the body of Jenkins hoping to wear down her ribs. Desiree started to work her way back into the match with her “Blonde Rage” chop series that backed Raven up on the ropes. From there the momentum started to turn and Desiree took the lead. She used her speed to her advantage and soon connected with the “Lawn Dart” (spear) and got the three count.
Winner: Desiree Jenkins
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With a huge match card like the one SAP is presenting today, the crowd who has their butts in the seats have been hot the whole show. They are ready for what is to come on Black Friday, and seeing Celeste Spirit come on their screen gains another roar from them. She is shown getting herself prepared for her baseball bat on a pole match with Bloody Mary.
Celeste: You can do this. You are a Spirit... Spirits are fighters.
As she continues to pep talk herself in the mirror, the locker room door can be heard swinging open, and after a few moments you can catch the reflection of her boyfriend CJ Cross in the mirror. He is sporting his brand new T-Shirt which is for sale at every merchandise stand.
CJ: You know what they say about those who speak to themselves right?
Celeste rolls her eyes slightly in the mirror at her boyfriend. Not so much about what he said. Instead for the big turkey leg that sits in his hand which he took a big bite out of after speaking.
Celeste: Didn't you eat enough yesterday?
CJ: Nope!
His response is mumbled due to the mouthful of turkey in his mouth. Celeste turns around to speak directly to Conner.
Celeste: Oh dear.. Where did you get that from anyway?
CJ: I took it from Vince Steele's plate in catering when he went to get some dessert or something. Want a bite?
CJ holds out the leg towards his girlfriend who takes ahold of his forearm and pushes it back towards him.
Celeste: Thanks, but no thanks babe.
CJ: Alright, you do not know what you're missing though!
CJ takes another bite from the leg but finishes his bite this time before speaking.
CJ: Besides, I was thinking about you. I was thinking that you could use this bone as a weapon in your match. Poke her in the eye with it or something!
Celeste half smiles as she knew what Conner is trying to do... Make her relax.
Celeste: Thanks CJ.
CJ: For what?
Celeste: Just being you.
CJ leans forward a bit and kisses her on the cheek with his greasy lips making her wipe her cheek free of the mess.
Celeste: Though, do you think it was wise for you to make Vince more upset before your match?
CJ: I don't care! besides he has no idea who took it.
Celeste: But knowing it is gone is enough to make him go ape!
She has not mentioned it in a few, but she is still nervous about CJ getting in the ring with a guy where the size difference is pretty noticeable.
CJ: I'm not worried! Come an hour or so from now, we will both be celebrating our wins babe!
Celeste: Not sure how you are so confident all the time...
She shakes her head slightly and turns back to look in the mirror to make sure everything looks just right for her big matchup. CJ sets down his turkey leg and wipes his hands on his pants before slipping his arms around his girlfriend's slim waist.
CJ: Because you worry enough for the both of us.
He gives her a small smirk before she turns her head to lock eyes with his. The couple stares at each other for a few seconds before sharing a small lip lock.
Celeste: I do because I love you.
CJ: And I love you too... As long as I know that, it is all that I need.
The young love birds share one more kiss which leaves Celeste licking her lips tasting some of the turkey leg that carried over.
Celeste: So about that turkey..
CJ: The rest is yours babe!
She goes for the food once CJ lets her go. The two then continue to move around getting ready for their matches as the scene begins to fade away to black.
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Malaya Diyosa vs. Nora Harris
As the bell rung Malaya tried to use all of her tricks to keep Nora away from her and unable to attack. Finally the two met in the ring and when Nora went for a lock up but instead had her eyes gouged by Malaya. Diyosa then tried to take the advantage with some strikes. She then placed Nora’s throat on the middle rope and drove her knee into the back of her neck. The referee called for a break while Nora went into a coughing fit. Malaya reluctantly let go at four but then went right back after Harris trying to keep the pressure on her. Nora eventually caught a break when Malaya whipped her into the ropes and she ducked Malaya’s attack to rebound again and catch her with a front dropkick. Malaya hit the mat hard gripping at her chest. Nora didn’t shy away as things started to turn her way. She kept up the offense and soon connected with the “Code of Silence” (fall away ddt) and made the cover getting the three count.
Winner: Nora Harris
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The scene fades in as the camera shot floats down the hallway. Random, faceless workers move out of the way as the camera continues forward. Soon there are no more people and the camera is about to round a corner but stops suddenly.
The crowd gives a cheer as the shot spies Celeste and CJ Cross. CJ sits atop a wooden crate and Celeste stands in front of him. They are both dressed in their ring gear. The exit door to the parking lot is just beyond them. The neon sign can barely be seen however as Celeste’s forehead rests against CJ’s. Their hands are woven together and their eyes stare wistfully into one another.
The camera stays just behind the corner and “spies” on the couple. Zooming in for a closer look at them. The mic catches each word spoken as if it were right there.
Celeste: Please be safe tonight Conner. I don't know what I'd do if you got torn apart by that monster.
CJ: I will do my best but you know I have to back up my words. At worst, I think I'll have some bruises. I'm more worried about you. I don't know what that weird lady is going to do out there. I don't know how bad I'll hurt her if she hurts you.
Celeste: I am not going to let her hurt me. This match is a reckoning for me. I trained with the best hardcore wrestler ECWF has ever seen. It's time for me to see if I can hold up. Because I don't think my career is going to get any easier from here on out. There are too many people in this business with demonic intentions. I used to think it was all a game. Or they took themselves too seriously. But if I don't start taking them seriously, then I am liable to get hurt or worse.
CJ squeezes her hands. His face draws closer. Celeste turns her head without taking her forehead off his. CJ kisses her cheek.
CJ: I think we both have some realizing to do. We came into this mesmerized by the grandeur of it all. We want a piece of it. But we have to make sure it doesn't take a piece of us away.
Celeste: I don't want to lose who I am or who I am becoming. I have to fight though. That much is clear. Harder than I've had to fight until this point. And most of all, I don't want to lose you…
Her hand reaches up to cup his face.
Celeste: We need to make another promise. Not with a ring this time, but with our hearts. Promise me you won't let this business destroy your kindness. That's what happened to my Dad. I don't want us to become the monsters we have to fight.
CJ: I promise I won't let it.
Celeste: I promise not too as well. Be safe out there. A win isn't worth our souls.
Celeste leans up further and kisses CJ. The young couple share an embrace. The camera moves back behind the corner then and the scene fades out.
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Backstage at the Cross Insurance Arena, SAP’s newest tag team stands cross-armed, next to each other. At first glance, they couldn’t be more different: Claire Rogers, the short blonde spitfire with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes; and Ximena Asensio, the tall raven-haired powerhouse whose serious look could quiet even the merriest of crowds. Yet their bond was unbreakable, a connection forged in the fires of Father Time. Even though it didn’t always seem that way.
Yasmeen Sherazi, resident backstage interviewer, stood next to them. Her job? Introduce the newest tag team to the Sprit and Pride Wrestling’s audience. The BGTL Movement was on the scene. She was here to give them a platform to raise their status.
Yasmeen Sherazi: Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time: Claire and Ximena. Ladies, first of all welcome to SAP Wrestling. In your debut, you will quite literally be thrown into the deep end of the pool. An International Tag Team Title Match against The Reeds, Zombie Vice Squad, and Stacked Deck. Your thoughts?
Before Ximena has the chance to reply, Claire snatches Yasmeen’s wrist in her direction, forcing the microphone right underneath her mouth.
Claire: Well let me tell you something, Jasmin or whatever the hell your name is. I’ve heard a lot of people say that they don’t like triple threats. That they don’t like fatal fourways or rumbles or gauntlets or whatever goddamn excuse they can get their hands on. Well, I don’t see it that way. WE don’t see it that way. Not only does that give us more people to beat up and put in their place, which is way behind us, it’ll also prove beyond reasonable doubt that there is only one tag team in SAP that really matters, and that’s the motherfreakin’ BGTL Movement. All the rest are just a bunch of little b—HMPRF! HRUMPF WFFF FHE FFFFFFFUUUGG---?
Her words were cut off by Ximena, who reached around her partner’s neck and put her hand over her mouth before things got a little too heated. Blessed with an iron grip, she was able to close even Claire’s big mouth, and frowned as Claire tried to break free in order to continue spitting venom. Yasmeen instinctively moved the microphone over to Ximena as Claire’s eyes followed it, calming down and submitting to Ximena’s will. For now, at least.
Ximena: What my tag team partner is trying to, eh, ‘eloquently’ explain, is that we are honored to have so much faith put in us by management. We are a young team, but we are not unfamiliar with tag team gold. But it doesn’t end there, we want more. Always moving, always rising, always climbing, until we have reached the summit of tag team excellence. And yes, this fatal fourway will give us the chance to do just that. If we can defeat the best that SAP has to offer right out of the gate, Claire and I will have well and truly set the benchmark for the future. We are here. We ain’t going nowhere. Whether it’s the current champions or the Zombie Vice Squad or Stacked Deck, we didn’t come here to play second fiddle or be overlooked. This is a chance. And with all due respect to our opponents, we’re going to grab it. For us. For the fans. For this company. The tag team division just got heated. And we’ll be the fuel that lights the fire.
Ximena releases her hand, but she clearly underestimated Claire’s willingness to finish her earlier sentence.
Claire: ...-bitches!
It earns her a disapproving scowl from Ximena.
Claire: Why are you sucking up to those pricks anyway, Ximmie? We’re better than them.
Ximena: That remains to be seen. We still have to win this match, or all your incessant bragging will have been for nothing and we’ll just look stupid. There’s nothing wrong with confidence, but humility is something you could use a healthy dose of, Claire. I just hope tonight isn’t the day you finally get it.
Yasmeen wisely steers clear of interfering, as Claire and Ximena stare at each other. Both determined to win. Both willing to do it their way. But in the end, they both know that victory is the only true measure of success tonight, and as long as they keep that in mind, they will forever be on the same page. And with that, the camera fades out.
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Jessica Nitoh vs. Mark Storm
The bell rang and Jessica looked a little nervous. Storm looked focused as the two quickly got to work. Jessica tried to catch storm off guard with some forearms but he was more than willing to trade. Storm took the advantage and whipped Sears into the ropes. He went for a bicycle knee but Nitoh evaded it and caught the ropes again and took Storm to the mat with a flying head scissors. Nitoh then hits a double stomp onto the gut of Storm who begins to writhe around in pain. Jess pulled him up but Storm revealed he was only playing possum as he quickly landed some forearms followed by a discus lariat. Nitoh hit the mat hard and Storm followed it up with a standing shooting star press. Mark went for a cover but only got a two count as Nitoh continued to dig deep. Storm attempted to place Nitoh in a half crab but Jess rolled through breaking Storms grip. She got to her feet and evaded a dropkick attempt from Storm. Nitoh saw an opportunity and placed Storm in a Muta lock but he refused to give up. Nitoh eventually broke the hold and drove her knees into his back. She pulled Storm up and whipped him into the corner. She drove in looking for a flying forearm but Storm moved out of the way sending Jess crashing into the corner. Storm went for a Pele kick but Jess slid down in the corner and Marks leg landed on the top rope sending him crashing after he bounced. Nitoh didn’t need an invitation and quickly scaled the top rope to land the “Silver Moon Shockwave” (630 cannonball senton). Sears makes the cover and hooks the leg to get the pinfall victory.
Winner: Jessica Nitoh
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Some music, quiet and soft is playing in the backstage area of the Cross Insurance Arena, a bit of melancholy sounding guitars and low bass voice lending a touch of atmosphere.
Aleks Parker, blond, professional and polished, picks her way around packing crates with the Spirit and Pride logo emblazoned on the side, and she finds the new to SAP tag team Hell Is Waiting. Neither member was new to the fans of SAP, who had been very vocal online about the team branching out of the company that they currently held tag team gold in, Phoenix Wrestling. Both are in full regalia, ready for their upcoming match against the Pretty Committee and Aurora is playing back part of their latest match, as Cassius Reed turns and Aurora throws her arms out to the side and the fans chant for her:
Masaru gently nudges her in the side and laughs, his eyes looking wild as Olly swoops around the pair. He looks up and acknowledges Aleks.
MASARU INOUE: How delightful. I wonder if she brought us presents.
Aurora looks up and sees the interviewer, though her attention is mostly still on the screen and her tag team partner.
AURORA: But it’s not even December, surely not.
A laugh shared by the pair in creepy tone as she shuts off the video and pockets her phone. She raises a perfectly arched brow and gestures the interviewer forward.
AURORA: Well then, best get to it dearie. We don’t have all night, our match is coming up.
Aleks steps closer, warily as she sees how Masaru is grinning at her, making the low light dance off of his piercings.
ALEKS PARKER: Would either of you care to elaborate on just why you’re here, in Spirit and Pride Wrestling?
Aurora glances at Masaru.
AURORA: Not to seem rude, we hate to be rude, don’t we? But Masaru had such a good time during his appearance here and he told me so much about it, well. I just had to come see for myself.
MASARU INOUE: Even though our home is Phoenix Wrestling, I told my dear friend Aurora that she would enjoy SAP as well. Introduce these FANTASTIC folks to what they have been missing.
Aleks nods but doesn’t move any closer, almost nervously adjusting how she stands.
ALEKS PARKER: Unlike several of the newest influx of tag teams to Spirit and Pride, neither of you seem to have taken any shots on our current tag team champions, The Reeds. Are we to take it that you’re not interested in the championships?
Aurora snickers, though her expression is pleasant enough as she shifts her seat on the rolling crate she’s parked herself on, one hand lifts to rest on Masaru’s shoulder.
AURORA: Don’t be ridiculous. We are always interested in being champions, it’s a repeat offense on our parts. The thing is, Aleks, if I may? The key is, pick your spot. We don’t have to come in and scream or throw fits to get attention. Nor do we need to have petty catchphrases to make our points. We simply...are. We are what they wish they were, and we’re quite content to show rather than tell.
She shrugs gracefully, and winks at the interviewer.
AURORA: So much yelling in this business. It’s like they’ve all forgotten, walk softly, carry a great big stick.
MASARU INOUE: We don't need to be braggadocious. We don't need to say with every tweet that we are the best. In the ring, with either a swift kick or a devastating DDT, they will feel us.
Aurora hops down as Masaru holds out his arm for her to rest her hand on, Olly swoops all three and flies down the hallway.
AURORA: Don’t worry Aleks, we’ll see you again soon.
She whistles their themesong as they walk away, Aleks letting out a sigh of relief as she moves the other way.
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Baseball Bat on a Poll Match
Celeste vs. Bloody Mary
The bell rang and Celeste immediately sprinted for the corner containing the poll and started to climb the turnbuckle. Mary chased after her and pulled her down. Mary then kept Celeste in the corner as she began to unload a series of elbows, punches, and knees intended to subdue her. Mary then took her turn and started to climb the turnbuckle looking to get the bat. Celeste saw her climbing and pulled down hard causing Mary to drop down and catch her face on the turnbuckle. Mary seems stunned as she stumbled back. Celeste shot out from the corner and took her to the mat with a sling blade. Celeste got right back up and went to the corner again and began to scale. This time she unhooked the bat and dropped down to the mat. As she headed back to Mary who was getting to her feet, Celeste swung the bat back but Mary popped up and connected with a hard headbutt to the chest. Celeste dropped the bat and Mary quick scooped it up. Mary rammed the head of the bat into the gut of Celeste and dropped her to all fours. Mary now went to swing again but Celeste quickly spun her body and swept the legs of Mary who threw the bat into the air as she was falling to the mat. The bat lands on the opposite side of the ring and the two women began to race each other to it. Celeste made it first and cracked Mary right in the gut with it followed by hitting her right in the back sending her to the mat. Celeste put the bat down but precisely as if she had it where she wanted it. As Mary got back to her feet Celeste hit “Heaven’s Cloud” (jumping cutter) right onto the bat. Celeste then made the cover and got the three count.
Winner: Celeste
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The camera returns to the ring and gets a few shots of the crowd before we see Avery Quinn make his way from behind the curtain. He gets a mixed reaction as he walks down towards the ring.
Jackson: It looks like Avery Quinn is going to make a rare in ring appearance tonight. Aiden, do you know anything about this?
Jackson looks over to Aiden who shakes his head no.
Judd: This can either be something good or something bad. I’m not sure which I’m prepared for.
Chris: You don’t think he’s going to fire me do you?
Judd: We’re not that lucky.
Quinn makes his way between the ropes and is handed a microphone by Aiden.
Avery: As some of you may know a long time ago I myself was a professional wrestler. I retired a couple of decades ago and the business has changed quite a lot during that time. I moved to a behind the scenes role as soon as my in ring career was over and there’s one thing I’ve noticed over time. It seems as if the wrestlers aren’t as tough as they used to be and their ego’s have grown ten times in size. I can’t go a day without one of my children telling me about how someone in the company saying something on twitter or fighting with someone on there. To be honest, I don’t have the time for it. Myself and the rest of the board have gone above and beyond to make this company one of the top places to be in the wrestling world. I’d like to continue to do that. To build this company from behind the scenes. That meant hiring someone to do the things I’d prefer not to. I have gone on and hired a general manager to handle the talent in this company and put them in line. She will be the one to bring discipline to this company. I’d like to introduce you all to Marisol Marniceau!
Suddenly the sounds in the arena are overtaken by Little Mix’s “Salute” as an unfamiliar woman makes her way out as the cameras move from shooting Avery to angling on the walking woman. The audience is trying to process what Avery just said about SAP having a new GM while also trying to feel the woman out. Her attractiveness strikes chords with the males as some of them even whistle towards her while the women check out her sophisticated appearance and nod with approval. Marisol keeps her head up high with a half smile on her face as she carefully enters the ring so that she doesn’t trip over the ropes in her five inch Saint Laurent heels. Her smile grows once she reaches the center of the ring here Avery is as he greets her with an appreciative handshake and hands her the mic. She turns away from him and looks around at the intrigued arena as she ponders on what to say. She knows that the first impression is always a lasting one and she wanted to make sure that she was very clear with her words. Finally, she decides on what to say.
Marisol Marniceau: To start this off.. I just would like to say how I am both very thankful and honored to be here. I got the call from Avery Jr. saying that he felt that there was a quintessential position for me that would be perfect for me. Here I was… in Milan cataloging for the next national beauty pageant with making sure that the right candidates were chosen to take part of it and hearing that there was a mess he believed I could clean up really piqued my interest. To be fair… i loved my old job… but I have to say that dealing with nothing but women all of the time can cause a woman to lose her sanity. Plus… when you are a former Miss Honduras Universe, the participants are pretty much intimidated with receiving assistance from me. Now… I am no stranger to wrestling, I have even helped out one of Avery Jr’s buddies with both managing him and also being assistant to the now dead company’s frivolous CEO. So this GM job is pretty much a step up for me and it might be a bit new also but I know I will settle in pretty well. Avery here has greatly informed me well on what I am set to deal with and well… I guess we can break these down into a few categories. Some of you are the pioneers of SAP with having been here since the beginning and continue wanting to help the company grow successfully. Some of you couldn’t make it in the bigger companies you were at and thought you would come here and play big fish in a small pond since you couldn’t get away with what you’re trying to portray yourself here as in the bigger companies. Then we have the ones who see potential in SAP and want to continue to help it reach it’s peak and then the rest of you are here without a clue but to run your mouths while also being terror-stricken to back it up. Am I on the right path here thus far, Avery?
Marisol pauses to look back at Avery as he nods his head proudly and gestures for her to please continue, the sheer satisfaction on his face that some of the roster that had been disrespectful for far too long had finally met their match.
Marisol Marniceau: Why is it… that fifty of you lot will go at Vince Steel on social media but none of you seem to have anything to say to Elijah Carlson when he disrespects every single member on the roster with saying he is carrying Spirit and Pride on his very broad shoulders? Now, I am not going to take away from this whole Face of SAP entity, if he was rightfully chosen as such then I will leave it be but i can honestly say that despite how many of you seem ruffled by all of this, he is one of like a small few that has no problem accepting challenges or directing his issues towards anyone. I respect Vince Steel because he has the guts to say whatever and argue with anyone who feels otherwise. But again… Eli says the same thing and you all just what… ignore it? I feel as if we have our answer then. I always thought that the person people are afraid to address seriously is the one who is well, more superior, correct?
The brunette woman seems to look around as if searching for some opposing answer.
Marisol Marniceau: And then Avery tells me that some of you lot do not seem to know who runs or controls SAP? Do you mean to tell me that you all signed yourself up to a company and do not know who is running it? Do you not go home and talk to your significant others? I would hope you all use your mouths for more than pleasuring and actually are telling your significant others about the places you are signing up to because your romantic partners seeming confused on social media is a real bad look for the talent employed at the place being talked about. Pretty sure if you do not know who is running the place, you should be properly educating yourselves on the happenings of this here company before crying tears for title shots and trying to brand yourself something that you are clearly not. And then we have people who believe that they can just call out the Owner, the Board of Directors and any of the higher uppers without a care in this world and think they will not be held accountable for it. The thing is… starting now, if you have a problem with Avery… with Avery Jr, Phoenix, Jackson and Ty.. you also have an issue with me. Ty did not build SAP to have unworthy people rushing into here trying to play the Queen or King when you are nothing more than mere paupers. I have more respect for Vince than most of you because you all scream that you are the best and want to be taken seriously but always target Vince while not targeting the ones who blatantly call out the entire roster. You’re weak… like sheep. The wolves at the top are the ones who are not afraid of any competition. Are not afraid to address whatever they need to address and definitely are not afraid of anyone. How are you a Leading Lady when the only thing you run around here is your mouth? How are you a ruler but you are without a throne?
A slight eye roll as Marisol definitely doesn’t look impressed at all.
Marisol Marniceau: You all will know your places soon enough and trust me when I say that I am unrivaled when it comes to this position within this company. I invite any of you lot to step to me and watch me tear you a new one while keeping my Fendi nice and clean.
She brushes down her expensive mud brown coat while giving it a look over.
Marisol Marniceau: And also.. This is real Persian Lamb and none of those…. knockoffs you lot may think is acceptable and cute. I have the best style in SAP but… I am not here for that. I am here to manage and to see who has the best talent. The ones who work hard and are not afraid to speak their minds to EVERYONE and not just Vince Steel are the ones I want front and center representing this company that I can be proud of. If your representative is weak then it means the whole company falls under that label and I refuse… to step in just to see that happen. You don’t have to like me… but you will respect me. Because I don’t have to step inside of a ring and sweat with you, I can simply just fire you. It is all that very simple.
Avery smiles as he asks Marisol for the microphone. He quickly adjusts his jacket before he lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Avery: Obviously it is very apparent I made the right decision in bringing Marisol into this company. She is not afraid to get into the face of anyone in the back and she will make sure business is taken care of. And if any of you doubt her, then please go ahead. I have no problem running your contract through a shredder when she’s handed you your pink slip.
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X Championship Match
Marlon Cure vs. Nick Redfield vs. Heidi Thompson vs. Boogeyman vs. Andre Holmes
The bell rang and all hell broke loose as everyone quickly started to brawl with each other. Nick and the man in the Jason mask quickly spill to the outside and begin to brawl around the ring. Andre and Heidi both had their eyes set on Marlon but soon began to attack each other and they spilled to the outside. Soon all four on the outside were trading blows. Inside the ring Marlon shrugged his shoulders and then hit the ropes, he dove up and over the top rope taking out the rest of the competitors. Cure grabbed Heidi and slid her into the ring, Cure jumped up onto the apron and connected with “The Sky is the Limit” (springboard shooting star press). Cure went for the cover but Redfield got into the ring in time to break it up. Nick wasn’t fooling around and grabbed hold of Cure connecting with an exploded suplex into the corner. Thompson had now made it to her feet. She sent Nick to the mat with a headscissors takedown. As Redfield got to a knee Heidi hit “Mass Effect” (superkick to kneeling opponent). Right as it looked like Heidi was going to go for the cover Cure swooped in and threw her on his shoulders. Cure connected with “Blackout” (fireman’s carry dropped into overhead kick). Cure went for the cover but the man in the mask pulled him off and then lifted him up and drove Cure into the mat with a Steiner screwdriver. As the man in the mask was starting to get up Holmes slid into the ring and caught him with the “Thrust Kick” (superkick to kneeling opponent). Holmes quickly went for the cover hooking both legs. Redfield dove to try and break it up but was an inch too short as the ref counted three.
Winner: Andre Holmes
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As the man in the Jason mask makes it through the curtain Avery Quinn, Ox, and the rest of security are already waiting for him. Avery has his arms crossed and has a slight smile on his face.
Avery: You know the agreement. Now it’s time for you to pull off that mask.
The man took a deep breath and reached up and unhooked the mask and pulled it off revealing himself to be Tyson Braddock. Avery’s eyes open wide and Ox clenches his fists expecting to fight.
Avery: What the hell is this?! You know the rules! You were drove out of here with the rest of Hellfire Club! You’re not allowed back.
Braddock just laughs.
Tyson: You’re the one who signed me to a contract.
Avery’s face started to turn red with anger.
Avery: I signed you to a one match deal!
Tyson: You did. Until I scribbled that part out and wrote full time. You really shouldn’t have signed it first Avery.
Avery was an angry mess at this point but managed to keep himself from screaming.
Avery: Fine, but you better show up early next show because as soon as you get here you will be meeting with Marisol.
With that Avery stormed off with the rest of his crew in tow.
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Marisol Marniceau is settling in nicely backstage in her makeshift office, making sure to view the documents before her as she begins to get down to business. Her gum chopping no nonsense assistant, Jasmine Bishop is looking over Marisol’s shoulder while reading as both ignore the filming camera there.
Jasmine Bishop: So… whats the beef with this Jessica chick anyways?
Marisol Marniceau: It has already been handled but let this serve as an example for anyone who believes it is perfectly suitable to disrespect not only the ones in command but the company itself just because things that are happening are not to your liking. I will make sure that Avery will no longer be getting disrespected and if so, the ones who feel they can do such a thing will be properly punished for it.
Jasmine Bishop: They don’t come at Phoenix like that though.
Marisol Marniceau: That is because Phoenix is willing to step into a ring or even challenge someone to put their hands on her so she can respond in full with physically harming them. Avery has been trying to be as respectful and as nice as he can be but his kindness has unfortunately been taking for weakness so many believe that they can run over him. I am simply here to remind them of their place… that when it comes to us? They are at the bottom and we are the ones on the throne.
Marisol stops speaking briefly to begin signing some of the documents, licking her thumb lightly before thumbing through the rest of the papers to make sure she reads every word thoroughly before signing anything or placing in her comments on something.
Marisol Marniceau: Avery is a great man and his employees need to respect him. He expressed concern with Phoenix not being able to be as around as much to be the proper authority with keeping things smooth and keeping everyone toeing the line but I am here now. And I am certainly not Phoenix… I won’t threaten to put my hands on them, I will simply just terminate them.
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Hell is Waiting vs. Pretty Committee
The match started with Veronica facing off against Aurora. The two went to lock up but Taylor cut Rori off with a knee to the stomach. Taylor followed it up by grabbing her by the hair and slamming her face first into the mat. Veronica seemed very happy with herself as she got to her feet and started to stomp on Rori. All this seemed to do is make Aurora mad as she started to get to her feet despite the kicks from Taylor. Once Aurora is up Veronica stops for a second which she ends up regretting as Rori hits a boot to the gut followed by a quick ddt which makes the crowd pop. Aurora then makes her way to her corner and tags in Masaru. Inoue enters the ring as Taylor has gotten to her knees. He throws a hard kick aiming for her face but she quickly ducks under it and scoots between his legs making it to her corner where she tags in Bianca. Davis enters the ring and circles Maz. Inoue doesn’t feel like waiting an throws a high kick, Davis ducks it and Inoue spins around to get back to facing her. When he does she catches him right across the face with a thunderous slap. Maz just lifts a hand to his lip to check for any bleeding and then just smiles at Bianca which seems to creep her out a bit. Inoue charges at her and she grabs his arm and whips him into the ropes. He rebounds and she catches him with a big boot that sends him to the mat. Davis then tags in Taylor. The two lift up Inoue and send him to the mat hard with a tandem snap suplex. Taylor goes for the cover but Masaru kicks out before Aurora even reaches him to break it up. The ref calls for Rori to go back to her corner which allows Taylor to rake her nails across the face of Inoue. Taylor pushed Inoue to the corner and then tagged in Davis and the two stomped mercilessly on Inoue as he was in the corner. Taylor exited the ring and Davis pulled up Inoue. She placed him in a headlock, Davis then started running and went for a bulldog but Inoue threw her off. Davis landed on her bottom while Inoue hit the ropes and then caught her with a penalty kick. Masaru made the tag to Aurora who came in more than ready for a fight. Rori backed Bianca up into a corner with a series of strikes. Veronica entered the ring and tried to attack Rori but instead got an evenflow ddt for her troubles. With Taylor down Aurora calls for Masaru as she places Davis on the top rope. Inoue climbs into the ring. The two then connect with “Hellfire” (sitout powerbomb from the top turnbuckle as the other comes off with a shiranui). The crowd pops as Aurora gets the cover and the three count.
Winners: Hell is Waiting
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We cut to the back where we see new SAP signing Wally Lee getting his wrist taped up as he sits on the locker room bench. He has his headphones hanging around his neck, blasting some old school Wu Tang as he’s slowly bobbing his head. He looks up into the frame of the camera, there’s no smile on his face, no smirk like people were used to seeing him have a few miles over in Sussex County. No tonight the only fixation on the young man’s face is a focused even-keel expression.
The cameras roll in closer to him, as he sniffles a little bit and runs his taped fingers across the bridge of his nose.
Wally Lee: “So here it is… I’m only a few miles away from home, but that’s not exactly true. Because home is where the heart is, and my heart resides anywhere where I can find the absolute top of the line competition.
Tonight my heart will have never felt more at home inside of a SAP ring. Because tonight I face the greatest and most difficult test of my entire career… It’s crazy that it’s happening now… I feel like this is an obstacle send personally from the pro wrestling gods…
See I started out my career white… hot… I’m sure these fans in Maine have taken the trip on the interstate to see me wrestle in a SCCW ring… You guys know me… You know what I’m all about… But lately it hasn’t been enough. It hasn’t been enough in Sussex, it hasn’t been enough over in NKP… And honestly what I’ve done won’t be enough tonight…”
He lowers his head a bit, hanging it over himself. However, he raises a single finger close to his head. The camera hones in and focus on the solitary finger before panning back out to catch the rest of Wally once again.
Wally Lee: “But that’s the beautiful part… Because I can take all of that and change it at an instant. We just celebrated a holiday where we give thanks for what we have… And what I’m most thankful for is another day… You see people we can take everyday for granted… We get up go on our daily grind, go home, and get ready to do it all again tomorrow…
But you see tomorrow is never promised… Tomorrow could be a day I never get to see… So SAP I’m thankful for every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day that I’m blessed to see… Because I use that time to assess where I’m at, and then exceed all expectations…
Tonight… Elijah Carson… Eli… Fucking… Carson. It’s like SAP wanted to see what I was made of off the bat… It’s like SAP wanted to see how badly I wanted to prove myself. While the lesser man would complain and bitch and moan about this level of difficulty the first day on the job… I relish it… I welcome it… I all actuality… I need it.
You see when the lights go off and we all pack up to head home… Eli gets to go back to his nice house… He gets to go back to his wife, his amazing career… It’s not jealously… But its something close to it. You see Eli comes into this match expected to win… I can’t be mad at that. The man is a multiple time champion, has the respect of the entire industry, the ability to put on his resume that you can build a company on his shoulders…
Eli… has everything that I’ve ever wanted in this business… And that’s why tonight, I start taking that respect… taking the accolades and accomplishments for myself. Because at the end of the day it leaves a bad taste in my mouth for everyone to simply assume that someone is going to walk right over Wally Lee…
Eli as guaranteed you think tonight is for you… I’ll guarantee you that you won’t walk over me tonight… You won’t skip over me tonight… Because if you want this win… You’ll have to crawl, you’ll have to grind, you’ll have to put everything that you have into this… Because I promise you Eli… I fucking promise you that I’m not going to shy away from you…
At the end of the day you’re just a man… And when we get out there… Nothing else applies. I don’t care about your 4CW accomplishments… I don’t care about what you’re doing on HKW… I don’t even give a shit about what you’re planning on doing in SAP…
Because for as much history that you have Eli… I got a chance to make history myself… By shocking the world, and putting a little egg on the “new face of SAP’…”
Wally slowly lowers that single finger and makes a tight fist. He clenches so tight against his taped hands that his arm is trembling slightly as we cut away from the scene and back with some more SAP action.
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International Tag Team Title Match
The Reeds vs. Zombie Vice Squad vs. BGTL vs. Stacked Deck
The match started with Kimberly and Judith attacking the other teams which caused them all to react and soon everyone began brawling. Most of the members of the match spilled to the outside. Kim and Judy however stayed in the ring and managed to get hold of Ximena. Kim connected with a code breaker while Judy hit a scissors kick at the same time sandwiching Ximena. Judy went for a cover. Claire and Lilah both slid in from opposite sides of the ring to break it up. The two then stood up and made eye contact before starting to brawl it out. Charlie slid back into make things equal as the others were getting to their feet. That didn’t last long however as the Zombie Vice Squad came in and dropped everyone. Kowloon grabbed the legs of Charlie and began to spin him around in a giant swing, Siberia then came off of the ropes and nailed him with a punt to the head. Siberia went for the cover but it was broken up by Judith. Kimberley then joined in as the two went after ZBS. Lilah pulled Charlie off to a corner to get some breathing room while BGTL sneak up behind Stacked Deck and hit them with dual wheelbarrow suplexes. ZVS get back up and go after BGTL. They do some quick damage to Claire and then move their focus to Ximena. They stand her up in the middle of the ring and they hit the ropes. Kowloon hits a lariat at the same time Siberia sweeps the legs of Ximena. Kowloon goes to make the cover but gets snatched up by Charlie who hits him with a fireman’s carry gutbuster. Siberia sees this but doesn't see Lilah who picks her up and drops her with the “Brat Bounce” (rack attack). Lilah gets the cover while Charlie guards her and gets the three count.
Winners: The Reeds
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Elijah Carlson: “Who here in Portland, Maine has the balls to speak up and say something to me? Who has the balls to get in that ring and actually fight me?”
Eli’s voice is heard before the scene goes live. It’s a big night for him as it has finally been revealed that Phe’s next big signing was, indeed, his wife Genevieve. She had said enough about that earlier in the evening, though, and Eli had business he needed to take care of this time.
Elijah Carlson: “A few days ago Phoenix asked. Actually, no. She didn’t just ask. She begged for someone. ANYONE. On this roster to step up and say something to me. She pleaded with any of you to have the balls to confront me face to face. Do you know what happened? Every single one of you tucked your tails between your legs and you shut your damn mouths. That’s what happened. And do you know why you did that? Because you knew just how quickly I would expose you for the frauds that you are. That’s right, you heard me. The entirety of the Spirit and Pride Wrestling roster outside of myself, and now my wife, are frauds. That includes Brandon Banks. That includes Felix Vali-whatever the hell. It damn sure includes Rachel Redding. The opportunity stood there waiting for any of you to take, and you said no thanks.”
Shrugging his shoulders, Eli continued onward.
Elijah Carlson: “I can’t say that I blame you, really. It’s easy to get in front of the camera and make simple platitudes and grandiose statements like Ashley Maldano did two weeks ago when she stood in front of a camera and claimed that she was going to be the next Face of SAP sooner rather than later. It’s easy for someone like CJ Cross to put a microphone to his lips and spew complete trash out calling himself marketable. It’s easy to say all of these things. The difference between you and I? The difference between myself and everyone else on the roster, is that I’ve done it. I’ve been there. I’ve carried the weight of the one of the best companies on my shoulders for months. So while you’re all in the back, fighting for your livelihood. Hoping for just a few more seconds of air time and recognition, do you know what’s really happening? They’re begging me to fill those time slots. They’re on their knees imploring me to get in front of the camera and make this company relevant.”
Chuckling to himself, Eli shook his head and took a deep breath.
Elijah Carlson: “Brendan Samuels is walking around calling himself “the wrestling” while the fifteen viewers that are left by the time he actually makes it onto their television sets are put into a coma before he can even make it to the ring. And that’s the problem. Nobody cares. Nobody cares about Rachel Redding. Nobody cares about Brendan Samuels. Nobody cares about Mark Storm, or Vince Steel. But you know who they DO care about? Me. Elijah Carlson. The Face of this company and the only star it has ever had, and that it will ever need.”
Characteristic smirk on his face, Eli offers his hands out in a gesture that is inviting to all who are watching.
Elijah Carlson: “Don’t like it? Do something about it. The offer is there. It has been there for days and days, and it will continue to be there. More importantly, though. It will continue to go unanswered? Why? Because each and every one of you watching right now are pathetic. You’re cowardly. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’re all clones of Ash Scion herself. And hell, maybe you are. Maybe that’s why you won’t step up. Because you know when you do, I’ll put your punk bitch selves in a grave in front of a building full of people who are only there because I put their asses in those seats. Don’t keep me waiting much longer.”
Slashing his hand across his throat, the feed immediately goes dead.
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Eli Carlson vs. Wally Lee
The bell rings and the two began to circle each other while they exchanged some words. They locked up and Eli places Wally in an arm wringer. Wally winces for a moment and then cartwheels out of it but as he hits his feet Eli nails him with a stiff forearm that sends him into a seated position. Eli takes off for the ropes and goes for a penalty kick but Wally lays back. As Eli passes Wally quickly gets back to his feet and then hits Carlson with a dropkick that sends him through the middle rope to the outside. Wally watches Eli for a moment before he starts to get up and then darts across the ring and hits the ropes. Wally goes for a suicide dive but Eli catches him with a hard forearm in mid air that drops him. Eli takes a breath and then pulls Wally up. He whips him into the stairs but Wally reverses it and sends Eli shoulder first. Carlson bounces back and Wally catches him with a back suplex onto the floor. Lee slides back into the ring as the referee continues to count. Carlson wills himself back to his feet and slides back into the ring. Once inside Wally starts to pepper him with stomps. Eli works back to his feet regardless and then starts to fire kicks at the legs of Wally. Carlson then moves his kicks up to Lee’s ribs. Wally throws a wild right to try and create space but Eli hooks it and spins him around to hit a dragon suplex. Wally rolls back up on his knees and looks stunned. Carlson rebounds off of the ropes and catches him with a knee to the face. Eli goes for the cover but Wally kicks out. Eli pulls Wally up and Wally starts to fire shots at the gut of Eli. He then throws him up over his shoulder and lands a crucifix cutter. Wally then gets back up and attempts a moonsault double stomp but Eli sweeps his legs out so that he can’t land it. Eli then moves to a corner while Wally is getting up. Carlson then sprints at full speed and as Wally turns around he is caught by the “Red Light Special” (sick kick). Carlson then goes for a cover and gets the three count.
Winner: Eli Carlson
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Storming down the hallway the Undisputed SAP North Atlantic Champion is seen holding both of his title close to him as he mutters something to himself still clearly bother by something. He stops as he starts to hear someone calling for him. He looks over to see backstage interviewer Yasmeen Sherazi calling after him. He shakes his head and keeps walking.
Felix Vialpando: Get away from me!
Yasmeen stops and frowns as the North Atlantic Champion keeps walking away from he. As he turns a corner Felix nearly walks into the Head of Security, Ox.
Felix Vialpando: Get outta my way you freaking brick wall! UGH!
Felix walks around Ox shaking his head.
Felix Vialpando: Always in the freaking way.
The cameras pan out to show newly added backstage interviewer Lauren Maldano looking up at the North Atlantic Champion.
LAUREN MALDANO: Hmm.. hey.. HEY CHAMP!
Lauren shouts from across the way of him as she smirks.
LAUREN MALDANO: Hey, Mister N.A! You seem a little agitated tonight huh? That's quiiiite the interesting feeling going into a fight where your strap is on the line.
Smirks, and tilts her head holding out a microphone smiling pretty right before him.
LAUREN MALDANO: Now what's Champion like yourself doing feeling that type of way right now huh?
She leans in looking back at the camera shrugging before looking up.
LAUREN MALDANO: Surely success can wait and you can spare a moment?
Felix looks at here and grunts.
Felix Vialpando: Why should I talk to you? The SISTER of my opponent tonight. And what I’m mad about right now has nothing to do with my match tonight it’s the frustrations of business. You wouldn’t understand. You just got here.
He grunts and starts to turn away.
Lauren sits there with a smirk shaking her head before she scoffs right back at him.
LAUREN MALDANO: Well excuse me! I didn't think you of all people would just assume I'm guilty by association by a last name!?
She shakes her head laughing sarcastically as she looks up at him.
LAUREN MALDANO: I'm shocked. Overly shocked!
She shakes her head and shrugs her shoulders.
LAUREN MALDANO: You can walk away not letting me interview you when I'm clearly interested, that's fine. But at least I'm giving you the time of day in this moment unlike anyone else?
She shrugs and turns.
LAUREN MALDANO: Excuse a girl for mistaking I guess.
Looks at him dead in the eyes before the camera focuses in. Felix shakes his head.
Felix Vialpando: I just told pinche puta Yasmeen to go away and now I’m a second from telling you the same. Not only are you Ashley’s sister, you’re friends with that other guy with the same last name as me. Two reasons why I shouldn’t want to talk to you.
Felix says crossing his arms.
Felix Vialpando: I’m not concerned about losing to your sister. I’m walking out of here the champion but the real question is when will the North Atlantic Champion be seen en Spirit & Pride. I’m sick and tired of doing you backstage interviewers’ jobs. That’s why the next stage is going be the best thing to ever happen.
He adjusts his titles on his shoulders and sighs.
Felix Vialpando: You wanna ask your questions? Go right on ahead. I sure hope you took some damn notes before thinking of talking to me cause I won’t hesitate from making you look more stupid than I think you already are.
Lauren looks at him and clears her throat before glaring into the eyes of the champion before speaking.
LAUREN MALDANO: Felix you had let something slip about when the next time we will see you here in Spirit and Pride, what did you mean by that?
She asks before shrugging her shoulders.
LAUREN MALDANO: Champions are supposed to represent their company so I imagine you'll have a hard time carrying this company if you're already saying when's the next time you'll be seen, no?
She raises an eyebrow and nods her head.
LAUREN MALDANO: I am certainly curious about that.
Felix nods.
FELIX VIALPANDO: As you should be. But the powers that be rather not take care of their own no matter what you have done for them since arriving. I may shit on Vince Steele every chance I get when he makes a fool of himself but when I see how someone who has been in SAP since the very beginning not getting the respect they absolutely deserve from the brass itself, it's unsettling. I'm now in the same shoes as him but rather than “take it on the chin” and move on, I have the balls to do what is right for my career.
Felix scoffs at a thought.
FELIX VIALPANDO: I had to fire my most trusted Note Taker y Amiga tonight because she does not understand this. I have poured countless amounts of blood, sweat and tears for this company since my arrival. I have taken countless notes as well! I am the longest reigning champion in all of SAP history! In fact have made history in this company and I plan to continue to do so.
Felix looks down to his championship belts and sighs.
FELIX VIALPANDO: Win or lose tonight...It does not waiver my love for this company or what I have managed to achieve while in it. I wish that our actual owner of this place would see that rather than his vision be blurred. When I came to SAP I seen promise and opportunity. Now...Now I see nothing but a mockery of what it could have been. Until it gets back to its prestige of a place I was once proud of with the feeling I have inside now...I can not continue to step inside a SAP ring.
He looks to Lauren.
FELIX VIALPANDO: I'm giving you the scoop, Lauren. I sure hope you appreciate this. I sure hope others begin to come to you to help your career blossom as you might want but most of these people are in it for themselves and not for each other. It's in my notes so it's true. I will remain in the World Crown Syndicate. I will remain under contract here en SAP but I will no longer be seen on SAP until wrongs have been right.
Lauren listens closely and intently before nodding her head as he finishes up.
LAUREN MALDANO: Thank you, Felix.
She says turning her head before speaking clearly.
LAUREN MALDANO: Since signing with SAP I've made it my personal goal to get where I want to get by myself. Meaning going up to people not waiting for them to find me, asking those questions that need answers and actually going above what other will do to get that scoop and story. Once I have that information it's my call what I want to do with it.
Nods before she nods at the camera before it pans away.
LAUREN MALDANO: Where it's going to be unfortunate to not see you in a SAP ring I understand and see where you are coming from. I pay attention so I get it.
She says, before flicking her dark hair off her shoulder.
LAUREN MALDANO: I'll be sure to watch closely tonight and good luck tonight. It's bittersweet but tonight should be a good night.
She says stepping back and turning towards the cameras.
LAUREN MALDANO: I hope you get the end result with SAP you are looking for, it'd be a shame to have a valuable person fade out..
She says looking him in the eyes. Felix nods and begins to turn around to walk away. He stops and reaches into his back pocket. He removes a small notepad and hands it Lauren.
FELIX VIALPANDO: Take notes.
Felix nods and walks away down the hall as the scene fades away.
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Great American Title Match
Rachel Redding vs. Luca Di Paolo
As the match started Rachel went to lock up but Luca side stepped her and then circled around laughing at her. Rachel tried again and he did the same thing. Rachel had enough already and fired a right hand at the jaw of Di Paolo which dropped him. Luca then began to argue with the referee about her using a closed fist. Luca doesn’t get much time to argue as Redding starts to lay stomps all along his body leaving Luca yelling in pain. Rachel picks him up looking for a bulldog but Luca counters it into an atomic drop. Di Paolo then sent Redding to the mat with a Russian leg sweep. Luca placed Rachel in a grounded headlock but she worked her way back up and then sent Luca to the mat with a back suplex. Redding locked Luca in a calf killer and he screamed out in pain. He started looking all around for an escape. On the outside Roxanne and Foxanne pushed in on the bottom rope together to move it closer for Luca to grab. The referee called for the break and Rachel reluctantly let go. Redding pulled Luca up looking for a ddt but he countered it into a northern lights suplex. Di Paolo held on for the bridge but Redding kicked out. Luca got to his feet looking very proud of himself and even played to the crowd. He pulled Rachel up and she shoved him off. Redding then connected with a spinning back kick which stunned the model. Redding had enough and whipped Luca into the ropes. She followed and hit him with “Category 1” (v trigger). Di Paolo crumbled to the mat and she hooked his legs for a cover and got the three count.
Winner: Rachel Redding
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Tiphany Banks-Carisi is nearly running down the hall once she spots Marisol Marniceau, trying to get the attention of SAP’s new GM as she sees the woman leaving a room and about to enter a new one. The girl with Marisol just so happens to spot Tiphany as well as hear her calling out for Marisol repeatedly to the point the girl taps Marisol to get her attention. Marisol pauses in the middle of the hallway and waits for Tiphany to make it to her while having a few words with Jasmine until Tiphany finally reaches them. She sees the microphone in hand and the cameraman following close behind so she understands what Tiphany wants now.
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: Ms. Marniceau, a word please if you aren’t too busy?
Marisol Marniceau: I always have time for our stylish reporter. I am pretty sure there is alot of curiosity surrounding my sudden arrival which pose a great deal of many questions?
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: Exactly, especially since you seem to jump right in there with handling business.
Marisol Marniceau: It is what I have to do, so many employees are seeming to attack the company or the owner with verbal insults when they do not get their way but just know that we are rightfully handling everything the best way we can and know that consequences will become to be in play. It is amusing how these employees say that SAP is becoming this or that with putting the company down but yet we are still constantly signing stars.. Are they blind or are they just shuffling the blame around that the only thing sinking around here is their careers or lack of attention?
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: A few employees have been openly irritated about things concerning SAP lately, Jessica Nitoh and Felix Vialpando being two of them. What are your thoughts on that?
Marisol Marniceau: You mean to tell me that the heroine Sailor Moon who sits perched up on her pedestal judging and playing the goody two shoes is really complaining about something? From what I was told, that is a normal day for her. The woman who posts sexualized pictures of herself while shaming other women and blows other men kiss emojis but cries about missing poor Geki whenever she wants attention, is really trying to down how Avery is doing things? That situation is already being handled in full and luckily it was Avery that had handled that even though he handled it perfectly in my eyes. As for Felix….
Adrian Quinn pokes his head out of the office to see what Marisol is doing and Marisol gives the handsome man a bright smile and says she will be right there before returning her attention back to Tiphany
Marisol Marniceau: Oh my, he is leaving? Oh no, wait Felix is refusing to appear on television until he gets his way? And why look at that…
Marisol pauses to look around slowly at their surroundings before looking back at Tiphany.
Marisol Marniceau: The earth is still spinning and the show continues to go on. Do you think I am going to waste my time begging someone to be seen on television when there are people who are willing to properly represent their company the right way instead of going on strike because they are the epitome of what this show is called tonight? And if he is unhappy and decides that he will just leave, then guess what? Will that be surprising at all? I was informed that this would not the first company he has left this year if it comes to that especially in a matter of months so well, you can’t truly be that surprised. Avery has been trying to do all he can do for this place and if people do not like it, they can simply leave… we are not stopping them nor does anyone seem to care about these departures as of late. Because yet we still are getting calls from top talent wanting to come here and sign with us so that is solid proof right there that SAP is doing such a marvelous job. I guess these are the things that happen when you are not truly ready for Elijah Carlson, right? Seems like the tides changed soon as he was signed, everyone wants to run and take cover. I guess that is what happens when true competition sign and you have to give whatever excuse to save face in order to tuck your tail and run on home. Moving on…
Marisol waves her hand in a way to say she has now grown bored with that topic.
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: Now it was mentioned from a SAP backstage worker that Vince Steel, the one who everyone loves to hate, is actually one of the top talent you admire in SAP?
Marisol Marniceau: I feel that Vince Steel is the pioneer of Spirit and Pride Wrestling and no matter what, he does not seem to get the rightful recognition that he desires. People love to poke fun at his physical appearance and seem to target him when they need cheap heat of trying to putting themselves over for just an ounce of temporary attention. But they will not give focus to Elijah Carlson who has called out the entire roster in an effort to provoke them by saying he is solely carrying this company on his very back but yet that does not seem to generate any targeted responses towards him that Vince seems to get with any tweet that he sends out. Vince can handle any hate that he gets, he does not have to hide from television until he gets his way nor disrespect an entire company by putting over another company in an effort for a constant whining for attention. He may not be the most pleased in the responses he gets from his co workers but yet, he is still here fighting in wanting to prove himself to everyone. How can anyone not admire someone like that? This was very nice, Tiphany but I have to really have this meeting. I am open to doing this in a more seated setting when time permits for it to happen, alright?
Marisol gives Tiphany a few friendly pats on the shoulder before she leads her assistant into the office, closing the door behind them while Tiphany looks towards the camera and nods her head for the feed to be cut.
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Vince Steel vs. CJ Cross
As soon as the bell rang these two were out for murder. CJ tried to use quick strikes to get in some offense but Vince soon caught hold of him and unleashed some brutal shots that dropped Cross. Steel headed for the ropes and went for a running elbow drop but CJ rolled out of the way and to the outside. Vince got to his feet and looked angry. He dropped to the mat and rolled out of the ring. As he got to his feet CJ got a running start and leapt from the ring stairs and hit Vince with a dropkick. Steel went stumbling back into the crowd who kept him from falling. Cross made his way up onto the apron. Steel charged back at Cross, CJ ran across the apron and jumped looking to hit Steel with a hurricanrana but Vince caught him and then powerbombed him on the top of the steps. The count was getting high so Steel grabbed Cross and rolled him into the ring before following in himself. Once inside Steel landed a few stomps before lifting CJ up and whipping him into the ropes. Steel threw a clothesline but CJ ducked it. Cross rebounded off of the ropes and caught Steel with a basement dropkick to the knee. Steel dropped to one knee and yelled out. Cross headed for the ropes again and this time caught Vince with a yakuza kick to the side of the face. Vince looked to be in some pain as he hit the mat. Cross didn’t let up and placed Vince in a spinning toe hold. Steel used his free leg and booted CJ right in the chest sending him back into the mat. Vince got up slowly while CJ got up a little faster. Cross charged Steel only to get lifted up into the air and slammed into the mat with a hard uranage. Cross instinctively rolled to his stomach to avoid being pinned while he clinched at his back. Steel got to his feet holding his knee but then saw CJ lying there. Steel positioned himself over Cross and then deadlifted him up. In desperation Cross caught Steel with a few hard elbows before throwing himself forward and hooking Steel’s arms with his legs. Steel rolled forward and CJ had him in a modified rolling prawn hold. Cross held all his weight against Cross’ shoulders and managed to keep them down for a three count. The bell rang to a surprised Steel who swore he got a shoulder up before the three. The referee disagreed, CJ stopped from celebrating for a moment to extend a hand to Vince. Steel just shook his head in aggravation and gave him a very quick handshake before exiting the ring.
Winner: CJ Cross
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North Atlantic Championship Match
Felix Vialpando vs. Ashley Maldano
The crowd had heat for this one as the big match was finally here. The two locked up and exchanged some arm wringers before engaging in some chaining. Felix came out on top of the exchange and told Ashley to come and get him. Maldano wasn’t backing away and started to hurl forearms at the champ. Felix started to return them and soon he whipped Ashley into the ropes. She rebounded and he scooped her up for a sidewalk slam. Vialpando went for the cover but Ashley kicked out. Felix then pulled Ashley up and sent her back to the mat with a snap suplex. Felix then climbed to the top rope. Maldano didn’t stay on the mat for long and climbed right up after Felix. The two exchanged some strikes but Ashley hit a repeated number of forearms on Felix stunning him. Maldano hooked his arm looking for a superplex but Felix landed some hard punches to the ribs of Maldano making her let go. Felix then grabbed her by the head and gave her a stiff headbutt that sent her crashing to the mat. Felix stood up on the top and turned around. He leapt into the air going “Spiral Down” (corkscrew moonsault) but Maldano rolled out of the way. Felix had the breath knocked out of him and used the corner to pull himself up. As he turned around Maldano came crashing in on him with an avalanche. She then grabbed Felix by the hair and threw him out of the corner. Maldano quickly climbed to the top rope and as Felix got to his feet she connected with a hard front missile dropkick. Felix held at his chest as he rolled on the mat. Maldano wanted to keep up the heat and pulled him to his feet. Felix fought her off with a series of strikes and then dropped her to a knee with a leaping enziguri. Felix then pulled her up only to drive her into the mat with an implant ddt. Felix went for the cover but Ashley kicked out. Vialpando called for the end and pulled Maldano up by the hair. He set her up for the “Falcon Call” but Ashley got separation and flipped out of it to the surprise of Felix who didn’t see it coming. She caught him with a hard boot to the gut before connecting with the “AshAttack” (gory neckbreaker). Maldano got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Ashley Maldano
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National Championship Match
Brendan Samuels vs. Brandon Banks
The two men were in each other’s faces early as Banks had to look up to Samuels but had no fear as he shoved the wayfaring stranger of the sea. Samuels wasn’t taking it and came back with a right hand. The two began to slug it out in the center of the ring with the crowd eating it up. Banks then cut off Samuels with a knee to the gut that bent Samuels over a bit. Banks then connected with a brutal European uppercut that sent Brendan stumbling back into the ropes. Banks came right at Samuels but he lifted a leg and caught Banks with a boot right to the jaw. Banks went stumbling back and Samuels used the ropes to give him some bounce as he came forward full of steam hitting Banks with an axe bomber that turned him inside out. Samuels went for a cover but Banks kicked out. Samuels pulled Banks up by the hair and lifted him up looking for the “Immran Buster” but when Brendan dropped Banks’ legs on the top rope for the slingshot Brandon used the momentum to flip out of it. Banks then darted for the ropes and rebounded. Samuels attempted another axe bomber but Banks ducked and rebounded off of the ropes again this time hitting a picture perfect dropkick causing the crowd to scream “YOU MAD?!”. Banks seemed to be feeling it and jumped over the top rope to the apron. As Samuels got to his feet Banks leapt hitting the “Stingbow” (springboard diving forearm). Banks went for the cover but Brendan kicked out. Banks got to his feet before Samuels and waited for him to get to a knee. Banks then connected with a stiff buzzsaw kick but Samuels didn’t go down. Banks then put his foot under the chin of Samuels and used it to lift him up to a standing position. Banks then went for “Bank Shot 2.0” (black mass) but Samuels ducked. As Banks spun around Samuels hooked him for “Mac Lir” (millennium suplex). Right as Samuels was about to lift him up Vince Steel and Terrence Tillman hit the ring and attacked the men. The crowd rained in the boos as the two cousins began to unleash a savage beating on the two men who had just spent a whole match beating each other. Tillman then threw Banks to Steel who lifted him up for the “World Breaker” (splash mountain bomb) and then got a running start and threw him into the corner. Tillman then handed Samuels to Steel. Vince lifted Samuels up and drove him into the mat with the “Hand of Steel” (iron claw slam). The two cousins then left the ring with the crowd letting them know exactly how they felt about them. The show ended with the two going through the curtain.
Winner: No contest
That familiar theme begins to blast as the many chants the fans were shouting in preparation for the show starting turn into loud screams for the upcoming arrival of Phoenix Quagliaterre. She pushes through the swishing velvet curtains and walks out into view with her VPW Hardcore Title resting over her shoulder and a microphone clenched into her right hand as she waves at the active crowd with her left. The female fans immediately notice the absence of Jae-Yun Sun and begin to frown while raising their Bae-Yun signs even higher as if he’s there in spirit. That same smile continues to play on her lips even after she enters the ring, walking around on the mat while just soaking up all the positive cheers and screams she’s receiving before finally deciding to address the crowd until the Phoenix chants causes her to pause once more. Looking around at the loud cheering crowd, you can tell by the look of her face that although she’s grown a bit tired of the craziness going on around here, she is really happy to be here even for such a short amount of time. She allows the crowd to continue on for a few seconds more with their cheers and chants before finally rising the mic up to her grinning lips.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: I know you all are pretty curious and amped up to see who is this big name that I have signed to the company and I promise you once you see them, you’re going to be….
Crowd: SCREEEAAAMMMIIIIIIINGGGGG!
Phoenix chuckles at the excited crowd as she nods her head with approval before continuing on.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: Yes… yes you will be. Now, I know you all assume that I am going to be addressing all the mess that’s going on since I am the enforcer of this company…. But well, that will no longer really be my place anymore to do so. I realize that I can not make it to every SAP event because sometimes my schedule conflicts with the days when something else is planned and I have to be there instead. So… we decided that it was best someone step in to fill that role officially. Avery hired someone that I believe will tighten things up around here but… I am not out here for that. I am out here merely to announce to you all who I’VE signed. When i signed Eli, I knew he was going to shake things up around here and he has been doing such a fantastic job with putting everyone on notice. And I know this new signee will be doing the same thing because they most definitely don’t bite their tongue. So without further ado, I present to you all…… The 4CW XTV Champion, GENEVIEVE CARLSON!!!!!
“Killing you Hoes” by Trina plays as Genevieve Carlson appears and smiles. Rolling her eyes at the boos before walking to the ring and climbing the steps. She grins and poses before going through the middle ropes and walks over to Phoenix.
Phoenix hugs Genevieve with a bright smile and says a few things to her that the mic doesn’t pick up before she slides out of the ring and heads towards the back, the audience now giving Genevieve their full attention. Genevieve smiles widely and waits for the crowd to die down before holding the mic up to her lips.
Genevieve Carlson: “Hello SAP. Let me just thank Phoenix for offering me a contract here. She is a wonderful and beautiful woman and one of my besties. Love you so much Phe.”
She blew a kiss in the direction that Phoenix had just disappeared towards the back.
Genevieve Carlson: “Now let’s get down to business about why I signed to begin with. I work for 4CW and I am the XTV Champion. I love working for 4CW and I always have. You see before, I had my darling husband there with me. You might know him. He’s the FACE OF SAP. Elijah Carlson.”
She smirked as people boo’d. She rolled her eyes and held her hand up trying to quiet the crowd who booed louder causing her to have a look of disgust.
Genevieve Carlson: “Shut up! I’m not done. Whether you like it or not he is the chosen face of this company. Hand picked by Phe and he is showing y’all every single show why he’s the face over the rest of these nobodies. Now I’m not here to be the face of the company, or even to be his arm candy. You see I’m here to prove that whether me and Eli are in the same company or not we can be dominating solo...and TOGETHER.”
Genevieve Carlson: “That’s right. Eli and I have a terrible tag team record in 4CW. People think we don’t make a good team, but I’m here to prove that with Eli by my side in tag team action we are not good, we are GREAT together. At the same time? I’m gonna go through each and every person and gonna relish in sitting on top of the pile of bodies next to my husband. Buckle up cunts. The Carlson Era of SAP is about to officially begin.”
Genevieve dropped the mic and posed as she soaked in the boos. Music hitting again as she just stood in the ring posing and blowing all her “fans” kisses before heading to slide out of the ring between the ropes, and hopping down from the side of the ring, making her way to the back her head held high.
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Backstage, Adolfo Santana is stretching by doing something like yoga. He sees a camera crew passing by and he stops doing whatever he was doing and yells at the crew who stop right in their track to adress Santana.
He asks them where were they going that they didn't notice the single most important wrestler to ever come out of Mexico. The pride of Jalisco! The man, the myth, the legend himself… Adolfo “The Truth” Santana!
The crew looked at each other while Santana smiled with his eyes closed, imagining the cheers from an invisible crowd adulating him. They then interrupt Santana’s fantasy to inform him that they have an interview with another superstar, which angers Santana.
He then states that The Truth is standing right in front of them and that tonight The Truth is going to leave his mark for the first time ever in SAP, but they’re more interested in another “superstar”? He says that nobody is a bigger star in Mexico than The Truth! He’s the man that created wrestling as it stands today in the land of the Aztec Warriors!
The crew still looks in disbelief of what they’re seeing… the tiny man, Santana, barks louder than a chihuahua. Santana then taps one of the crew members on the shoulder stating that he knows looking at The Truth right in the eye is a hard thing, after all… nothing hits you harder than The Truth… so he forgives them for their mistake… but after tonight, they better remember than whenever they’re in front of The Truth… they're in front of greatness!
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Jaser Cruz & Xander Salvitor vs. Jacob Evans & Adolfo Santana
The bell rings and Jaser starts out for his team while Adolfo starts out for his. The two men with the Lucha backgrounds started the match off hot. They went through a series of high flying moves that really got the crowd into it. Jaser started to get the upper hand and tagged in Xander. Salvitor was able to keep the heat up and kept the pressure on “The Truth”. In the corner Evans was yelling at the fans to keep quiet as he was calling for Santana to get free and make the tag. Xander went for “Starship Pain” but Santana was able to roll out of the way. He made the tag in to Evans who came in and laid on a series of hard punches to Salvitor who backed away far enough to make a tag. Cruz came in and gave everything back to Evans who eventually dropped to his knees begging for Cruz to lay off. Adolfo distracted the ref and Evans hit a low blow. Jacob then makes the tag into Santana. The Truth takes it to the weakened Cruz and connects with the “Lie Detector” (Pumphandle Lift dropped into a knee strike to the face). Adolfo makes the cover. Xander tried to break it up but Evans was there to cut him off as Santana got the three count.
Winners: Adolfo Santana & Jacob Evans
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Phoenix Quagliaterre is seen rushing backstage through the hallways after introducing the newest SAP signee out in the ring. She's yelling on her phone at someone that once she gets to Vietnam that her suite reservations had better be fixed. She spots someone coming down the opposite end of the hallway and immediately rushes the person off the phone to greet the SAP National Champion.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: O captain, my captain.
She greets dramatically with a laugh, waving away backstage workers to move along.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: And how are you this fine evening?
Brendan Samuels stands there, pushing the shades off of his nose to his temple, his long luscious midnight curls hanging low and loose, clad in his ring gear bar the fact that he wears one of his traditional Hawaiian shirts. The shirt itself is completely unbuttoned, revealing both his chiselled torso, like the sculpture of Michelangelo itself, as well as the glistening and beautiful SAP National Championship. Samuels smiles, cool and somewhat cocky, his cool eyes like the iceberg that sunk the Titanic itself. He has clearly noticed that Phoenix is in a rush, though has seen that she has weighed anchor as soon as she saw him.
Brendan Samuels: Some speech, eh lass. Yer seem in an awful rush to abandon ship tonight? Is the main event tonight not quite right to yer liking, or is this be something a little wee different?
Samuels cracks that icicle like grin again, his eyes taking in the environment, dictating the direction that they were taking like a true navigator. He eyes Phoenix up, awaiting his answer as she stands in nigh on silence.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: Oh no no nooooo definitely nothing like that! I have an event I have to attend overseas but trust me, I'll be watching the show while on the jet. You know I'd never miss you in action although I do hate I won't be taking it in, well in person. Today has been quite a busy day for me and it's unfortunate that I can't stay to try to settle things around here. It's like a mutiny going on with the basics trying to reign supreme against our biggest stars. It's quite pathetic in a way, actually.
Brendan smiles, approaching Phoenix a little closer, then casting his eyes away in the opposite direction.
Brendan Samuels: Ye know lass, this place be known as Spirit and Pride Wrestling. It’s a fitting title for the most part, but half the time I think the roster only listens and understands to half the meaning. Some of ‘em are showing true Spirit with their comments, often farfetched, often out of place, often seeming from another ocean altogether. Other times I see the sin of Pride, people gloating about their own ability so much that they cannae see the fog through the trees, and when they’re put down they act like nothin’ happened at all, cannae admit when they’re wrong and when they need to be better.
Samuels smiles, the Black Flag of the Kraken in his left hand. He peers at it for a moment, the thick black material rippling down to the floor as he shakes it.
Brendan Samuels: And some don’t seem to have either. Some give up on the industry all together, their pride out of the window and they are just here for being here's sakes. My opponent tonight being one of them, constantly complaining about the business and how it bears him no interest, and yet here he is. Interesting, don’t ye think?
He eyes up Phoenix some more, before cracking a smooth and sophisticated smile, speaking on in his Southern Irish drawal, an accent that was rich as chocolate and smooth as velvet.
Brendan Samuels: And yet they were something and could still be something if they really wanted to. Yet they don’t. It’s a tragedy for the sport, don’t ye think, lass?
Phoenix Quagliaterre: It's rather sad.. When I got tired of wrestling, I simply retired and found something else to do with my time. I may have came out of retirement for petty reasons but I missed wrestling in some capacity. Every company had a few bad eggs but between all the whining and complaining going on here, it's like SAP has been overtaken by it. It is why I brought in the big guns with my newest signings to straighten things out.
She pauses to sweep her falling bangs from out of her emerald eyes while continually rejecting phone calls with her thumb.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: The funny thing about it is it doesn't matter how much people scream they are the best, it's their talent and personality that really puts them out there. The roster hates Vince more than the fans do but yet all of this hate he gets. I used to push his buttons for the fun of it but it's gotten old. Vince is respected more than a lot of his wannabe harassers when it comes to the board of directors, this is the funny thing about it. But enough about him.. I'm actually happy that I was able to bump into you, I've never gotten to personally thank you for being such a big asset to this company. Very influential and the fans are quite pleased with you.
Brendan’s smile hasn’t left him, though his stare is still frozen and controlled.
Brendan Samuels: Yer dinnae need to thank me, lass. As sweet as it maybe coming from the likes of yer, and it is, no doubt… it ain’t what I’m here to do. I’m here to face the best, I’m here to beat the best, I’m here to be the best. If I dinnae give that and get that on any given night then the seas be drying up, and being the man I am, that ain’t what I am here for.
Samuels gives her a curt nod before his eyes scan the area once more, ever wary but keeping control over his surroundings.
Brendan Samuels: I’m here to be Champion. It may be the aim of everyone, but they get lost in their way. I’m planning on keeping me direction, and keeping this title on course. And I plan on that for a long, long time… However unpredictable this business may be.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: You're definitely one of our most focused. Majority seems to be wanting to be liked by everyone and although it is okay to want attention but not to the point that you're starving for it and two seconds from slitting your wrists because you aren't getting enough eyes on you. It's funny because a decade ago when I started off, I used to think that's what it was all about… getting the attention until I realized the true reward was pushing yourself beyond your limits, breaking barriers and being the best. It's weird to hear people say they've been in this business for years but act like rookies or trainees. It's like they-
Her vibrating phone causes her to pause and look down at her hand to see her pilot calling her for the umpteenth time.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: My staff are so paranoid if I'm not on time… okay, I have to go but we definitely need to finish this talk sometime. Do you like… tea?
The audience bursts out laughing while tuning in on the monitor to this live conversation since the lovely Investor was nice enough to stop being a big b word for once and make Titty Baby the first show that SAP finally gets titantrons. The ongoing tea joke is that she asks attractive men if they like tea and since no one picks up on it, it remains funny as hell. Her phone rings again and she rolls her eyes dramatically.
Phoenix Quagliaterre: Good luck tonight, okay?
Samuels cracks his trademark grin, before unusually taking his Black Flag and wrapping it around Quagliaterre. Phe looks a little confused by the gesture, till Samuels gives her a curt nod before taking a step backwards.
Brendan Samuels: It be cold out there. Keep it till we speak again.
With that, the SAP National Champion turns and leaves Phoenix to her own business, marching off towards the locker room to prepare for his title defence tonight while leaving Phoenix to study the flag wrapped around her. She smiles brightly, pulling more on it to wrap more around her before she heads down the hallway to get ready to leave.
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The four siblings collectively known as Stacked Deck are chilling in the backstage area of the Cross Insurance Arena. Tonight marks their professional debut as wrestlers, in a title match nonetheless. But that doesn’t seem to be the only thing the quartet is thrilled about.
TYLER: “We made it girls! Two of our dreams become reality tonight! Not only we step inside the ring for the first time, but we present our first single as well.”
JUDITH: “Three dreams Ty.”
His sister Judith, hands down the most exuberant and outspoken of them interrupts him.
JUDITH: “You forgot that we will be walking out with the gold…”
She high-fives her sister Kimberly who seems to be sharing the same confidence.
KIMBERLY: “You know it sis! I can’t wait to see those titty babies cry after we kick their ass tonight.”
NANCY: “Well, that would be very cool actually… But don’t you think you’re putting the cart before the horse too soon? I mean all the teams involved have far more experience than us…”
JUDITH: “Quaking in your boots already N?”
Judith is quick to mock her older sister.
JUDITH: “You can always sit on the bench if you’re afraid to play with the grown ups. I’m sure Kim and Ty will be more than happy to step up and replace you!”
KIMBERLY: “Fuck yeah J! Let’s do it!”
An overly excited Kimberly jumps on her feet before Tyler could even think about replying.
JUDITH: “Then it’s decided. You and me girl. Let’s go get ready!”
And that’s their cue, as they head to the locker room, leaving Nancy and Tyler alone.
NANCY: “You should have been in that match Ty…”
She says shaking her head.
TYLER: “I know. But Kim didn’t leave me the chance… I have the feeling that these two just got exactly what they wanted.”
NANCY: “I wouldn’t be surprised if this was their plan all along. The spotlights must be on them, right?”
The two brothers share a laugh.
TYLER: “Well, maybe their enthusiasm will be the key for this match, and they actually will win the titles. Or they get the beating of a lifetime. Either way, I think we should keep a close look on them.”
Nancy nods, standing up and walking out of the framing, followed by Tyler.
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NORA HARRIS: Malaya Diyosa, boy she’s been a thorn in my side hasn’t she? I mean, I still have no idea why it is she’s doing the things she does.
Nora’s walking backstage, a little plate of goodies from catering in her hands as she smiles at a few of the backstage workers as she passes by.
NORA HARRIS: I mean, I’m not surprised at how most people in wrestling act… or act up, I guess I should say? These people who behave all snide, snotty, jealous, that’s pretty much all it is. Be it someone that never got attention in High School or the Community College they attended and now figures no one will bust them out for playing “elite”, or someone that’s been around long enough to watch whatever potential they have die off and newer, fresher, and more talented wrestlers show up to take their place every year, there’s always going to be someone that wants to be a little extra.
She shrugs, and takes a nibble from one of the cookies she’s gathered, then gestures at the camera following her with it.
NORA HARRIS: See, the thing is, I know that I’m still new. Not just to Spirit and Pride, but wrestling as a whole. I got training at one of the best schools out there from a guy that produces legends, and that’s got me this far but I know I have a lot more to go before I truly make it. But see, unlike all those sorts of people I mentioned? I’m a Harris. We don’t stop, we thrive, we evolve with the times. We become better versions of ourselves because we’re not afraid of hard work and we don’t have to cut corners to get where we want to go.
She finishes the cookie and then licks the crumbs off her lips.
NORA HARRIS: I’m happy, doing this. Learning and overcoming, and I know in my heart that I can and will exceed what anyone else out there might see for me. I’ve got the best support system in the world, and I truly care about the fans and what I do. So sure, I’m facing Malaya Diyosa again, and I don’t mind. I could face her or one of her group for the rest of my time in SAP and I promise you by the end of it, every one of them will be staring up at the lights wondering how the tiny little thing I am put them down the way I did. Just watch and see.
She disposes of the paper plate and then skips off, making her behind bounce perhaps a little more than necessary as she does so.
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The show has just begun and the energy is positive and exciting. A cameraman helps the viewers survey the backstage area and comes across a familiar face with someone unfamiliar to Spirit and Pride Wrestling. “The Paladin” Jessica Nitoh is dressed to impress, a purple business dress that hugs her curves, a light black jacket overtop, and a pair of black high heels. Her blonde hair is styled and tied into a nice braid. Besides her is a young man dressed in a black suit with a dark purple tie to match her dress color. His dark brown hair is nicely brushed and gelled back to match his professionalism. Jessica looks towards him and frowns.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I feel completely out of place, Victor…”
The young man named Victor looks back towards her and he gently smiles.
[Victor Mason] “I’ve been teaching you the ways of business etiquette for the last few days to demonstrate your professionalism in this meeting with Mr. Quinn. In the short amount of time you have lived and breathed the lessons I have taught you. Everything is going to be alright.”
Jessica sighs and glances up towards the camera. The cameraman himself seems to take a hesitant step back. Her frown remains and she bows her head.
[Jessica Nitoh] “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to take my anger out on you.”
She offers a weak yet genuine smile before she and Victor stop before the open office door. Victor raises his right hand and knocks thrice.
[Victor Mason] “Mr. Avery Quinn, it is Victor Mason with Ms. Jessica Nitoh.”
Avery looks up from his desk and let’s out a long sigh while closing his laptop. He takes his arms and folds them on his desk as he stares at the two.
[Avery Quinn] “Come in.”
His tone doesn’t hide that he isn’t enthusiastic about this. Jessica does her best to wear a stoic mask over her face. She steps inside the office, Victor follows suit, and she watches her manager approach the desk. He extends his right hand towards Avery to gesture a proper handshake.
[Victor Mason] “Thank you for your compliance to our meeting, Mr. Quinn. My name is Victor Mason, wrestling manager of Ms. Nitoh and board member of Mason Consolidated. I can assure you that we come in peace and there will be no hostility.”
Jessica presses her lips together in a thin line. Business runs through her manager’s veins, there’s no denying that. Avery takes a look at Victor’s hand and rolls his eyes.
[Avery Quinn] “You can both sit down. Now go on and tell me why you’re here. I’m very busy tonight.”
Avery leans back in his chair and stares at the two. Seeing this, Jessica’s eyes slightly narrow. Even when they’re trying to be respectful, Avery doesn’t seem to want to cooperate. However, Victor is unfazed by this. He simply nods politely and pulls up a chair for Jessica. She takes the seat he offers her, then he sits down next to her. Victor clears his throat and focuses on the matter.
[Victor Mason] “Mr. Quinn, it was brought to my attention that there is some matter of disagreement between you and my client. Ms. Nitoh presented the idea that you do not offer her fair treatment in the company. I have done my research. It’s true that she has been with the company since the very first day. She was given a second chance in the wrestling industry by the Owner of Spirit and Pride Wrestling, Mr. Ty Buchbinder, and she has proven herself worthy of the chance. Her record, while imperfect, is still impressive and she also assisted in the removal of Cole Conners and the Hellfire Club, the men who threatened to take over the company. Although she has done this, she has not been booked for a championship match since Ascension on January 21st, 2017. We would like to prove that she is worthy of becoming a champion once again.”
Jessica blinks. She’s surprised and impressed by Victor’s knowledge on the scenario. Avery clears his throat before he speaks to the two but he focuses his attention on Victor.
[Avery Quinn] “While we here are appreciative of the things Mrs. Nitoh has done to protect us from Hellfire Club, we do have to remind you that she was more focused on them than putting herself in title contention. She even eliminated herself from “No Man’s Land” giving us the belief that titles weren’t her biggest concern. I believe that Jessica could challenge for a title again, but first I want an apology to myself and this company.”
Avery’s tone is cold and straightforward. He’s intent on showing that he wasn’t here to play games. Victor turns to regard his client, more importantly his friend, and he looks into her eyes. Jessica looks back at him, the vulnerability clear in her eyes, and she nods. She straightens herself in her seat, folds her hands on her lap, and faces Avery with clear focus.
[Jessica Nitoh] “...Mr. Avery Quinn, Spirit and Pride Wrestling, I apologize for my recent behavior and actions. In the last two months I have not been professional. Instead, I have demonstrated pure emotional compromise and irrational decision making. During “No Man's Land”, my husband was severely injured by the members of the Hellfire Club and I eliminated myself in order to be by his side…”
It was the last time SAP saw Geki Nitoh, her ex-husband since early September, in the reality of this scenario. Showing some of her emotional vulnerability, she takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, regaining her composure.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Over a year ago, I was the Indianapolis Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion. I know and understand the experience of being a champion and I want to relive that experience again. Mr. Ty Buchbinder reached out to me and extended the opportunity to join his company, thus providing me with a second chance in the wrestling industry. I can't allow myself to tarnish his kindness. I’m not going to be one of the masses who demands title shots. I’m not going to sit here and whine until I get everything I want. That’s not who I am. Who I am is a professional wrestler capable of working hard and earning her opportunities the right way. I want to prove myself worthy. My behavior and actions on the previous shows were from pure, uncontrolled emotions. They don’t reflect my genuine mannerisms. I'm genuinely sorry for my mistakes and I’m willing to accept the consequences for my irresponsibility.”
Avery leans forward in his chair and folds his arms on his desk.
[Avery Quinn] “You disrespected and besmirched the name of this company when you compared us to another and called them a booking genius, implying that we were not as good. I was ready to terminate you over this. Luckily for you, my children talked me out of it. I’m going to give you one last chance. If you win your match tonight you will be given a future shot at the X championship. If you lose then you will not be able to challenge for any title until 2019.”
There's a shimmer in Jessica's eyes, a brief moment of emotion shown within them. Victor looks at her, his business demeanor never giving way, and then he faces forward. From the corner of his eye he catches the sight of Jessica exhaling quietly before she nods.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Mr. Quinn, I accept your terms. Should I win, I will challenge for the SAP X Championship. Should I lose, I will lose my ability to challenge for any SAP championship… I will even submit my resignation letter from the company.”
Victor doesn't move a muscle. In the perspective of the live audience, the fans yell “NO! DON'T GO!” and sorrowful reactions arise. Avery just rolls his eyes at her.
[Avery Quinn] “Don’t try to strongarm me here Jessica. Don’t play some sob story to try and get support or try to get me to feel sorry for you. Just go out there and wrestle your match.”
[Jessica Nitoh] “It's not a sob story for support and I'm not vying for your sympathy. I'm simply confident in my skills and knowledge that I'm willing to take risks for rewards. To present the scenario, if a wrestler is unable to wrestle for any championship in a company, why would they continue to work for them? Every wrestler’s main objective is to become a champion. If they're not striving to be among the best in a wrestling company, then why are they a wrestler in the first place? If I lose against Mark Storm tonight and I can no longer wrestle for any championship in Spirit and Pride, then there's no point in staying here. It's logical.”
Rising to her feet, Jessica politely bows her head and keeps a strong business front.
[Jessica Nitoh] “Thank you for your time and consideration, Mr. Quinn. I need to suit up. Live long and prosper.”
Her right hand forms the Vulcan Salute and she dismisses herself from his office without another word. Victor watches her leave before he stands up. He faces Avery, straightens his tie, and clears his throat.
[Victor Mason] “Is there anything else you would like to discuss, Mr. Quinn?”
Avery opens up his laptop and pulls it in front of him.
[Avery Quinn] “No, you can leave now.”
[Victor Mason] “Very well. Thank you for your cooperation and have a good night.”
Victor rises from his seat and dismisses himself, knowing there's no point in extending his hand for a handshake that will never happen. He meets with Jessica outside of the office and discusses strategy as the scenario fades to black.
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Satsujin vs. Hawthorne & Overton
The bell rang and Satsujin attacked Iris and Olly right from the start. Trying to not let them get comfortable. From there they threw them to the outside and continued to lay on the beating. The referee called for order and Cappadonna rolled Iris in to start the match. Cappadonna kept Iris grounded while she landed some stomps and joint holds before she tagged in Nari. Chang went right to her wheelhouse and started to land the power moves she’s known for. Nari landed a big spike piledriver on Iris and then went for the cover but Oliver broke it up. The referee shoved Overton back to his corner and during that Satsujin switched without tagging. Cappadonna then tried to wear down Iris even further with some strikes but Hawthorne caught one of Cappadonna's legs and spun her around to hit a German suplex. The crowd was fully behind Oliver as he was reaching his arm over the top rope as far as he could looking for a tag. Iris made it and Overton came in like a house on fire dropping Cappadonna and Nari who came into the ring. He then sent Nari over the top rope with a clothesline before turning back to Cappadonna and hitting her with a side thrust kick. He then went for the cover and got the three count.
Winners: Hawthorne & Overton
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The scene cuts to the back where Charlie and Lilah Reed are standing by after their match with the SAP International Tag Team Championship belts in hand. Charlie smiles big and holds up four fingers to the camera.
Charlie Reed: Four successful defenses… That’s how many is the record for a single reign as SAP International Tag Team Champions. It is also the number of successful defenses that Lilah and I now have in our reign as champions! But unlike those before us, we have done it in half the time.
Lilah lets out a small laugh.
Lilah Reed: It doesn’t matter how we do it or how good it looks, we get shit done. This tag division has been destroyed and tore apart by us. SAP had to put out alerts and tweets to any and all tag teams and you all saw first hand that we, just get our shit done.
Charlie pats the faceplate of his championship belt.
Charlie Reed: I know we have all these teams wanting to step up and are coming in here as hot shit names from other companies but the key words there are you are from other companies. This? This is SAP. This is the tag division that we tore apart and are rebuilding in our image. So come one, come all tag teams… We’d love to add you to teams we’ve broken along our way. Just watch out for the tick… tick…
Lilah Reed: BOOM!
Lilah then pushes the camera man over as the two walk away laughing and celebrating.
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Desiree Jenkins vs. Raven Monetta
As the match started the two began to feel each other out with some chaining and basic moves. Desiree seemed to be in the lead when she went for a suplex but Raven slid down her back and then rolled her up for a school boy. Desiree kicked out at two but it gave her a quick lesson on how sneaky Raven could be. The two locked up again but Raven cut her off and then started to land some strikes. Monetta tried to work the body of Jenkins hoping to wear down her ribs. Desiree started to work her way back into the match with her “Blonde Rage” chop series that backed Raven up on the ropes. From there the momentum started to turn and Desiree took the lead. She used her speed to her advantage and soon connected with the “Lawn Dart” (spear) and got the three count.
Winner: Desiree Jenkins
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With a huge match card like the one SAP is presenting today, the crowd who has their butts in the seats have been hot the whole show. They are ready for what is to come on Black Friday, and seeing Celeste Spirit come on their screen gains another roar from them. She is shown getting herself prepared for her baseball bat on a pole match with Bloody Mary.
Celeste: You can do this. You are a Spirit... Spirits are fighters.
As she continues to pep talk herself in the mirror, the locker room door can be heard swinging open, and after a few moments you can catch the reflection of her boyfriend CJ Cross in the mirror. He is sporting his brand new T-Shirt which is for sale at every merchandise stand.
CJ: You know what they say about those who speak to themselves right?
Celeste rolls her eyes slightly in the mirror at her boyfriend. Not so much about what he said. Instead for the big turkey leg that sits in his hand which he took a big bite out of after speaking.
Celeste: Didn't you eat enough yesterday?
CJ: Nope!
His response is mumbled due to the mouthful of turkey in his mouth. Celeste turns around to speak directly to Conner.
Celeste: Oh dear.. Where did you get that from anyway?
CJ: I took it from Vince Steele's plate in catering when he went to get some dessert or something. Want a bite?
CJ holds out the leg towards his girlfriend who takes ahold of his forearm and pushes it back towards him.
Celeste: Thanks, but no thanks babe.
CJ: Alright, you do not know what you're missing though!
CJ takes another bite from the leg but finishes his bite this time before speaking.
CJ: Besides, I was thinking about you. I was thinking that you could use this bone as a weapon in your match. Poke her in the eye with it or something!
Celeste half smiles as she knew what Conner is trying to do... Make her relax.
Celeste: Thanks CJ.
CJ: For what?
Celeste: Just being you.
CJ leans forward a bit and kisses her on the cheek with his greasy lips making her wipe her cheek free of the mess.
Celeste: Though, do you think it was wise for you to make Vince more upset before your match?
CJ: I don't care! besides he has no idea who took it.
Celeste: But knowing it is gone is enough to make him go ape!
She has not mentioned it in a few, but she is still nervous about CJ getting in the ring with a guy where the size difference is pretty noticeable.
CJ: I'm not worried! Come an hour or so from now, we will both be celebrating our wins babe!
Celeste: Not sure how you are so confident all the time...
She shakes her head slightly and turns back to look in the mirror to make sure everything looks just right for her big matchup. CJ sets down his turkey leg and wipes his hands on his pants before slipping his arms around his girlfriend's slim waist.
CJ: Because you worry enough for the both of us.
He gives her a small smirk before she turns her head to lock eyes with his. The couple stares at each other for a few seconds before sharing a small lip lock.
Celeste: I do because I love you.
CJ: And I love you too... As long as I know that, it is all that I need.
The young love birds share one more kiss which leaves Celeste licking her lips tasting some of the turkey leg that carried over.
Celeste: So about that turkey..
CJ: The rest is yours babe!
She goes for the food once CJ lets her go. The two then continue to move around getting ready for their matches as the scene begins to fade away to black.
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Malaya Diyosa vs. Nora Harris
As the bell rung Malaya tried to use all of her tricks to keep Nora away from her and unable to attack. Finally the two met in the ring and when Nora went for a lock up but instead had her eyes gouged by Malaya. Diyosa then tried to take the advantage with some strikes. She then placed Nora’s throat on the middle rope and drove her knee into the back of her neck. The referee called for a break while Nora went into a coughing fit. Malaya reluctantly let go at four but then went right back after Harris trying to keep the pressure on her. Nora eventually caught a break when Malaya whipped her into the ropes and she ducked Malaya’s attack to rebound again and catch her with a front dropkick. Malaya hit the mat hard gripping at her chest. Nora didn’t shy away as things started to turn her way. She kept up the offense and soon connected with the “Code of Silence” (fall away ddt) and made the cover getting the three count.
Winner: Nora Harris
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The scene fades in as the camera shot floats down the hallway. Random, faceless workers move out of the way as the camera continues forward. Soon there are no more people and the camera is about to round a corner but stops suddenly.
The crowd gives a cheer as the shot spies Celeste and CJ Cross. CJ sits atop a wooden crate and Celeste stands in front of him. They are both dressed in their ring gear. The exit door to the parking lot is just beyond them. The neon sign can barely be seen however as Celeste’s forehead rests against CJ’s. Their hands are woven together and their eyes stare wistfully into one another.
The camera stays just behind the corner and “spies” on the couple. Zooming in for a closer look at them. The mic catches each word spoken as if it were right there.
Celeste: Please be safe tonight Conner. I don't know what I'd do if you got torn apart by that monster.
CJ: I will do my best but you know I have to back up my words. At worst, I think I'll have some bruises. I'm more worried about you. I don't know what that weird lady is going to do out there. I don't know how bad I'll hurt her if she hurts you.
Celeste: I am not going to let her hurt me. This match is a reckoning for me. I trained with the best hardcore wrestler ECWF has ever seen. It's time for me to see if I can hold up. Because I don't think my career is going to get any easier from here on out. There are too many people in this business with demonic intentions. I used to think it was all a game. Or they took themselves too seriously. But if I don't start taking them seriously, then I am liable to get hurt or worse.
CJ squeezes her hands. His face draws closer. Celeste turns her head without taking her forehead off his. CJ kisses her cheek.
CJ: I think we both have some realizing to do. We came into this mesmerized by the grandeur of it all. We want a piece of it. But we have to make sure it doesn't take a piece of us away.
Celeste: I don't want to lose who I am or who I am becoming. I have to fight though. That much is clear. Harder than I've had to fight until this point. And most of all, I don't want to lose you…
Her hand reaches up to cup his face.
Celeste: We need to make another promise. Not with a ring this time, but with our hearts. Promise me you won't let this business destroy your kindness. That's what happened to my Dad. I don't want us to become the monsters we have to fight.
CJ: I promise I won't let it.
Celeste: I promise not too as well. Be safe out there. A win isn't worth our souls.
Celeste leans up further and kisses CJ. The young couple share an embrace. The camera moves back behind the corner then and the scene fades out.
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Backstage at the Cross Insurance Arena, SAP’s newest tag team stands cross-armed, next to each other. At first glance, they couldn’t be more different: Claire Rogers, the short blonde spitfire with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes; and Ximena Asensio, the tall raven-haired powerhouse whose serious look could quiet even the merriest of crowds. Yet their bond was unbreakable, a connection forged in the fires of Father Time. Even though it didn’t always seem that way.
Yasmeen Sherazi, resident backstage interviewer, stood next to them. Her job? Introduce the newest tag team to the Sprit and Pride Wrestling’s audience. The BGTL Movement was on the scene. She was here to give them a platform to raise their status.
Yasmeen Sherazi: Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time: Claire and Ximena. Ladies, first of all welcome to SAP Wrestling. In your debut, you will quite literally be thrown into the deep end of the pool. An International Tag Team Title Match against The Reeds, Zombie Vice Squad, and Stacked Deck. Your thoughts?
Before Ximena has the chance to reply, Claire snatches Yasmeen’s wrist in her direction, forcing the microphone right underneath her mouth.
Claire: Well let me tell you something, Jasmin or whatever the hell your name is. I’ve heard a lot of people say that they don’t like triple threats. That they don’t like fatal fourways or rumbles or gauntlets or whatever goddamn excuse they can get their hands on. Well, I don’t see it that way. WE don’t see it that way. Not only does that give us more people to beat up and put in their place, which is way behind us, it’ll also prove beyond reasonable doubt that there is only one tag team in SAP that really matters, and that’s the motherfreakin’ BGTL Movement. All the rest are just a bunch of little b—HMPRF! HRUMPF WFFF FHE FFFFFFFUUUGG---?
Her words were cut off by Ximena, who reached around her partner’s neck and put her hand over her mouth before things got a little too heated. Blessed with an iron grip, she was able to close even Claire’s big mouth, and frowned as Claire tried to break free in order to continue spitting venom. Yasmeen instinctively moved the microphone over to Ximena as Claire’s eyes followed it, calming down and submitting to Ximena’s will. For now, at least.
Ximena: What my tag team partner is trying to, eh, ‘eloquently’ explain, is that we are honored to have so much faith put in us by management. We are a young team, but we are not unfamiliar with tag team gold. But it doesn’t end there, we want more. Always moving, always rising, always climbing, until we have reached the summit of tag team excellence. And yes, this fatal fourway will give us the chance to do just that. If we can defeat the best that SAP has to offer right out of the gate, Claire and I will have well and truly set the benchmark for the future. We are here. We ain’t going nowhere. Whether it’s the current champions or the Zombie Vice Squad or Stacked Deck, we didn’t come here to play second fiddle or be overlooked. This is a chance. And with all due respect to our opponents, we’re going to grab it. For us. For the fans. For this company. The tag team division just got heated. And we’ll be the fuel that lights the fire.
Ximena releases her hand, but she clearly underestimated Claire’s willingness to finish her earlier sentence.
Claire: ...-bitches!
It earns her a disapproving scowl from Ximena.
Claire: Why are you sucking up to those pricks anyway, Ximmie? We’re better than them.
Ximena: That remains to be seen. We still have to win this match, or all your incessant bragging will have been for nothing and we’ll just look stupid. There’s nothing wrong with confidence, but humility is something you could use a healthy dose of, Claire. I just hope tonight isn’t the day you finally get it.
Yasmeen wisely steers clear of interfering, as Claire and Ximena stare at each other. Both determined to win. Both willing to do it their way. But in the end, they both know that victory is the only true measure of success tonight, and as long as they keep that in mind, they will forever be on the same page. And with that, the camera fades out.
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Jessica Nitoh vs. Mark Storm
The bell rang and Jessica looked a little nervous. Storm looked focused as the two quickly got to work. Jessica tried to catch storm off guard with some forearms but he was more than willing to trade. Storm took the advantage and whipped Sears into the ropes. He went for a bicycle knee but Nitoh evaded it and caught the ropes again and took Storm to the mat with a flying head scissors. Nitoh then hits a double stomp onto the gut of Storm who begins to writhe around in pain. Jess pulled him up but Storm revealed he was only playing possum as he quickly landed some forearms followed by a discus lariat. Nitoh hit the mat hard and Storm followed it up with a standing shooting star press. Mark went for a cover but only got a two count as Nitoh continued to dig deep. Storm attempted to place Nitoh in a half crab but Jess rolled through breaking Storms grip. She got to her feet and evaded a dropkick attempt from Storm. Nitoh saw an opportunity and placed Storm in a Muta lock but he refused to give up. Nitoh eventually broke the hold and drove her knees into his back. She pulled Storm up and whipped him into the corner. She drove in looking for a flying forearm but Storm moved out of the way sending Jess crashing into the corner. Storm went for a Pele kick but Jess slid down in the corner and Marks leg landed on the top rope sending him crashing after he bounced. Nitoh didn’t need an invitation and quickly scaled the top rope to land the “Silver Moon Shockwave” (630 cannonball senton). Sears makes the cover and hooks the leg to get the pinfall victory.
Winner: Jessica Nitoh
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Some music, quiet and soft is playing in the backstage area of the Cross Insurance Arena, a bit of melancholy sounding guitars and low bass voice lending a touch of atmosphere.
Oh my baby how beautiful you are
Oh my darling completely torn apart
You´re gone with the sin my baby and beautiful you are
So gone with the sin my darling
Oh my darling completely torn apart
You´re gone with the sin my baby and beautiful you are
So gone with the sin my darling
Aleks Parker, blond, professional and polished, picks her way around packing crates with the Spirit and Pride logo emblazoned on the side, and she finds the new to SAP tag team Hell Is Waiting. Neither member was new to the fans of SAP, who had been very vocal online about the team branching out of the company that they currently held tag team gold in, Phoenix Wrestling. Both are in full regalia, ready for their upcoming match against the Pretty Committee and Aurora is playing back part of their latest match, as Cassius Reed turns and Aurora throws her arms out to the side and the fans chant for her:
HELLO MY FREAKY DARLING!
Masaru gently nudges her in the side and laughs, his eyes looking wild as Olly swoops around the pair. He looks up and acknowledges Aleks.
MASARU INOUE: How delightful. I wonder if she brought us presents.
Aurora looks up and sees the interviewer, though her attention is mostly still on the screen and her tag team partner.
AURORA: But it’s not even December, surely not.
A laugh shared by the pair in creepy tone as she shuts off the video and pockets her phone. She raises a perfectly arched brow and gestures the interviewer forward.
AURORA: Well then, best get to it dearie. We don’t have all night, our match is coming up.
Aleks steps closer, warily as she sees how Masaru is grinning at her, making the low light dance off of his piercings.
ALEKS PARKER: Would either of you care to elaborate on just why you’re here, in Spirit and Pride Wrestling?
Aurora glances at Masaru.
AURORA: Not to seem rude, we hate to be rude, don’t we? But Masaru had such a good time during his appearance here and he told me so much about it, well. I just had to come see for myself.
MASARU INOUE: Even though our home is Phoenix Wrestling, I told my dear friend Aurora that she would enjoy SAP as well. Introduce these FANTASTIC folks to what they have been missing.
Aleks nods but doesn’t move any closer, almost nervously adjusting how she stands.
ALEKS PARKER: Unlike several of the newest influx of tag teams to Spirit and Pride, neither of you seem to have taken any shots on our current tag team champions, The Reeds. Are we to take it that you’re not interested in the championships?
Aurora snickers, though her expression is pleasant enough as she shifts her seat on the rolling crate she’s parked herself on, one hand lifts to rest on Masaru’s shoulder.
AURORA: Don’t be ridiculous. We are always interested in being champions, it’s a repeat offense on our parts. The thing is, Aleks, if I may? The key is, pick your spot. We don’t have to come in and scream or throw fits to get attention. Nor do we need to have petty catchphrases to make our points. We simply...are. We are what they wish they were, and we’re quite content to show rather than tell.
She shrugs gracefully, and winks at the interviewer.
AURORA: So much yelling in this business. It’s like they’ve all forgotten, walk softly, carry a great big stick.
MASARU INOUE: We don't need to be braggadocious. We don't need to say with every tweet that we are the best. In the ring, with either a swift kick or a devastating DDT, they will feel us.
Aurora hops down as Masaru holds out his arm for her to rest her hand on, Olly swoops all three and flies down the hallway.
AURORA: Don’t worry Aleks, we’ll see you again soon.
She whistles their themesong as they walk away, Aleks letting out a sigh of relief as she moves the other way.
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Baseball Bat on a Poll Match
Celeste vs. Bloody Mary
The bell rang and Celeste immediately sprinted for the corner containing the poll and started to climb the turnbuckle. Mary chased after her and pulled her down. Mary then kept Celeste in the corner as she began to unload a series of elbows, punches, and knees intended to subdue her. Mary then took her turn and started to climb the turnbuckle looking to get the bat. Celeste saw her climbing and pulled down hard causing Mary to drop down and catch her face on the turnbuckle. Mary seems stunned as she stumbled back. Celeste shot out from the corner and took her to the mat with a sling blade. Celeste got right back up and went to the corner again and began to scale. This time she unhooked the bat and dropped down to the mat. As she headed back to Mary who was getting to her feet, Celeste swung the bat back but Mary popped up and connected with a hard headbutt to the chest. Celeste dropped the bat and Mary quick scooped it up. Mary rammed the head of the bat into the gut of Celeste and dropped her to all fours. Mary now went to swing again but Celeste quickly spun her body and swept the legs of Mary who threw the bat into the air as she was falling to the mat. The bat lands on the opposite side of the ring and the two women began to race each other to it. Celeste made it first and cracked Mary right in the gut with it followed by hitting her right in the back sending her to the mat. Celeste put the bat down but precisely as if she had it where she wanted it. As Mary got back to her feet Celeste hit “Heaven’s Cloud” (jumping cutter) right onto the bat. Celeste then made the cover and got the three count.
Winner: Celeste
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The camera returns to the ring and gets a few shots of the crowd before we see Avery Quinn make his way from behind the curtain. He gets a mixed reaction as he walks down towards the ring.
Jackson: It looks like Avery Quinn is going to make a rare in ring appearance tonight. Aiden, do you know anything about this?
Jackson looks over to Aiden who shakes his head no.
Judd: This can either be something good or something bad. I’m not sure which I’m prepared for.
Chris: You don’t think he’s going to fire me do you?
Judd: We’re not that lucky.
Quinn makes his way between the ropes and is handed a microphone by Aiden.
Avery: As some of you may know a long time ago I myself was a professional wrestler. I retired a couple of decades ago and the business has changed quite a lot during that time. I moved to a behind the scenes role as soon as my in ring career was over and there’s one thing I’ve noticed over time. It seems as if the wrestlers aren’t as tough as they used to be and their ego’s have grown ten times in size. I can’t go a day without one of my children telling me about how someone in the company saying something on twitter or fighting with someone on there. To be honest, I don’t have the time for it. Myself and the rest of the board have gone above and beyond to make this company one of the top places to be in the wrestling world. I’d like to continue to do that. To build this company from behind the scenes. That meant hiring someone to do the things I’d prefer not to. I have gone on and hired a general manager to handle the talent in this company and put them in line. She will be the one to bring discipline to this company. I’d like to introduce you all to Marisol Marniceau!
Suddenly the sounds in the arena are overtaken by Little Mix’s “Salute” as an unfamiliar woman makes her way out as the cameras move from shooting Avery to angling on the walking woman. The audience is trying to process what Avery just said about SAP having a new GM while also trying to feel the woman out. Her attractiveness strikes chords with the males as some of them even whistle towards her while the women check out her sophisticated appearance and nod with approval. Marisol keeps her head up high with a half smile on her face as she carefully enters the ring so that she doesn’t trip over the ropes in her five inch Saint Laurent heels. Her smile grows once she reaches the center of the ring here Avery is as he greets her with an appreciative handshake and hands her the mic. She turns away from him and looks around at the intrigued arena as she ponders on what to say. She knows that the first impression is always a lasting one and she wanted to make sure that she was very clear with her words. Finally, she decides on what to say.
Marisol Marniceau: To start this off.. I just would like to say how I am both very thankful and honored to be here. I got the call from Avery Jr. saying that he felt that there was a quintessential position for me that would be perfect for me. Here I was… in Milan cataloging for the next national beauty pageant with making sure that the right candidates were chosen to take part of it and hearing that there was a mess he believed I could clean up really piqued my interest. To be fair… i loved my old job… but I have to say that dealing with nothing but women all of the time can cause a woman to lose her sanity. Plus… when you are a former Miss Honduras Universe, the participants are pretty much intimidated with receiving assistance from me. Now… I am no stranger to wrestling, I have even helped out one of Avery Jr’s buddies with both managing him and also being assistant to the now dead company’s frivolous CEO. So this GM job is pretty much a step up for me and it might be a bit new also but I know I will settle in pretty well. Avery here has greatly informed me well on what I am set to deal with and well… I guess we can break these down into a few categories. Some of you are the pioneers of SAP with having been here since the beginning and continue wanting to help the company grow successfully. Some of you couldn’t make it in the bigger companies you were at and thought you would come here and play big fish in a small pond since you couldn’t get away with what you’re trying to portray yourself here as in the bigger companies. Then we have the ones who see potential in SAP and want to continue to help it reach it’s peak and then the rest of you are here without a clue but to run your mouths while also being terror-stricken to back it up. Am I on the right path here thus far, Avery?
Marisol pauses to look back at Avery as he nods his head proudly and gestures for her to please continue, the sheer satisfaction on his face that some of the roster that had been disrespectful for far too long had finally met their match.
Marisol Marniceau: Why is it… that fifty of you lot will go at Vince Steel on social media but none of you seem to have anything to say to Elijah Carlson when he disrespects every single member on the roster with saying he is carrying Spirit and Pride on his very broad shoulders? Now, I am not going to take away from this whole Face of SAP entity, if he was rightfully chosen as such then I will leave it be but i can honestly say that despite how many of you seem ruffled by all of this, he is one of like a small few that has no problem accepting challenges or directing his issues towards anyone. I respect Vince Steel because he has the guts to say whatever and argue with anyone who feels otherwise. But again… Eli says the same thing and you all just what… ignore it? I feel as if we have our answer then. I always thought that the person people are afraid to address seriously is the one who is well, more superior, correct?
The brunette woman seems to look around as if searching for some opposing answer.
Marisol Marniceau: And then Avery tells me that some of you lot do not seem to know who runs or controls SAP? Do you mean to tell me that you all signed yourself up to a company and do not know who is running it? Do you not go home and talk to your significant others? I would hope you all use your mouths for more than pleasuring and actually are telling your significant others about the places you are signing up to because your romantic partners seeming confused on social media is a real bad look for the talent employed at the place being talked about. Pretty sure if you do not know who is running the place, you should be properly educating yourselves on the happenings of this here company before crying tears for title shots and trying to brand yourself something that you are clearly not. And then we have people who believe that they can just call out the Owner, the Board of Directors and any of the higher uppers without a care in this world and think they will not be held accountable for it. The thing is… starting now, if you have a problem with Avery… with Avery Jr, Phoenix, Jackson and Ty.. you also have an issue with me. Ty did not build SAP to have unworthy people rushing into here trying to play the Queen or King when you are nothing more than mere paupers. I have more respect for Vince than most of you because you all scream that you are the best and want to be taken seriously but always target Vince while not targeting the ones who blatantly call out the entire roster. You’re weak… like sheep. The wolves at the top are the ones who are not afraid of any competition. Are not afraid to address whatever they need to address and definitely are not afraid of anyone. How are you a Leading Lady when the only thing you run around here is your mouth? How are you a ruler but you are without a throne?
A slight eye roll as Marisol definitely doesn’t look impressed at all.
Marisol Marniceau: You all will know your places soon enough and trust me when I say that I am unrivaled when it comes to this position within this company. I invite any of you lot to step to me and watch me tear you a new one while keeping my Fendi nice and clean.
She brushes down her expensive mud brown coat while giving it a look over.
Marisol Marniceau: And also.. This is real Persian Lamb and none of those…. knockoffs you lot may think is acceptable and cute. I have the best style in SAP but… I am not here for that. I am here to manage and to see who has the best talent. The ones who work hard and are not afraid to speak their minds to EVERYONE and not just Vince Steel are the ones I want front and center representing this company that I can be proud of. If your representative is weak then it means the whole company falls under that label and I refuse… to step in just to see that happen. You don’t have to like me… but you will respect me. Because I don’t have to step inside of a ring and sweat with you, I can simply just fire you. It is all that very simple.
Avery smiles as he asks Marisol for the microphone. He quickly adjusts his jacket before he lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Avery: Obviously it is very apparent I made the right decision in bringing Marisol into this company. She is not afraid to get into the face of anyone in the back and she will make sure business is taken care of. And if any of you doubt her, then please go ahead. I have no problem running your contract through a shredder when she’s handed you your pink slip.
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X Championship Match
Marlon Cure vs. Nick Redfield vs. Heidi Thompson vs. Boogeyman vs. Andre Holmes
The bell rang and all hell broke loose as everyone quickly started to brawl with each other. Nick and the man in the Jason mask quickly spill to the outside and begin to brawl around the ring. Andre and Heidi both had their eyes set on Marlon but soon began to attack each other and they spilled to the outside. Soon all four on the outside were trading blows. Inside the ring Marlon shrugged his shoulders and then hit the ropes, he dove up and over the top rope taking out the rest of the competitors. Cure grabbed Heidi and slid her into the ring, Cure jumped up onto the apron and connected with “The Sky is the Limit” (springboard shooting star press). Cure went for the cover but Redfield got into the ring in time to break it up. Nick wasn’t fooling around and grabbed hold of Cure connecting with an exploded suplex into the corner. Thompson had now made it to her feet. She sent Nick to the mat with a headscissors takedown. As Redfield got to a knee Heidi hit “Mass Effect” (superkick to kneeling opponent). Right as it looked like Heidi was going to go for the cover Cure swooped in and threw her on his shoulders. Cure connected with “Blackout” (fireman’s carry dropped into overhead kick). Cure went for the cover but the man in the mask pulled him off and then lifted him up and drove Cure into the mat with a Steiner screwdriver. As the man in the mask was starting to get up Holmes slid into the ring and caught him with the “Thrust Kick” (superkick to kneeling opponent). Holmes quickly went for the cover hooking both legs. Redfield dove to try and break it up but was an inch too short as the ref counted three.
Winner: Andre Holmes
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As the man in the Jason mask makes it through the curtain Avery Quinn, Ox, and the rest of security are already waiting for him. Avery has his arms crossed and has a slight smile on his face.
Avery: You know the agreement. Now it’s time for you to pull off that mask.
The man took a deep breath and reached up and unhooked the mask and pulled it off revealing himself to be Tyson Braddock. Avery’s eyes open wide and Ox clenches his fists expecting to fight.
Avery: What the hell is this?! You know the rules! You were drove out of here with the rest of Hellfire Club! You’re not allowed back.
Braddock just laughs.
Tyson: You’re the one who signed me to a contract.
Avery’s face started to turn red with anger.
Avery: I signed you to a one match deal!
Tyson: You did. Until I scribbled that part out and wrote full time. You really shouldn’t have signed it first Avery.
Avery was an angry mess at this point but managed to keep himself from screaming.
Avery: Fine, but you better show up early next show because as soon as you get here you will be meeting with Marisol.
With that Avery stormed off with the rest of his crew in tow.
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Marisol Marniceau is settling in nicely backstage in her makeshift office, making sure to view the documents before her as she begins to get down to business. Her gum chopping no nonsense assistant, Jasmine Bishop is looking over Marisol’s shoulder while reading as both ignore the filming camera there.
Jasmine Bishop: So… whats the beef with this Jessica chick anyways?
Marisol Marniceau: It has already been handled but let this serve as an example for anyone who believes it is perfectly suitable to disrespect not only the ones in command but the company itself just because things that are happening are not to your liking. I will make sure that Avery will no longer be getting disrespected and if so, the ones who feel they can do such a thing will be properly punished for it.
Jasmine Bishop: They don’t come at Phoenix like that though.
Marisol Marniceau: That is because Phoenix is willing to step into a ring or even challenge someone to put their hands on her so she can respond in full with physically harming them. Avery has been trying to be as respectful and as nice as he can be but his kindness has unfortunately been taking for weakness so many believe that they can run over him. I am simply here to remind them of their place… that when it comes to us? They are at the bottom and we are the ones on the throne.
Marisol stops speaking briefly to begin signing some of the documents, licking her thumb lightly before thumbing through the rest of the papers to make sure she reads every word thoroughly before signing anything or placing in her comments on something.
Marisol Marniceau: Avery is a great man and his employees need to respect him. He expressed concern with Phoenix not being able to be as around as much to be the proper authority with keeping things smooth and keeping everyone toeing the line but I am here now. And I am certainly not Phoenix… I won’t threaten to put my hands on them, I will simply just terminate them.
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Hell is Waiting vs. Pretty Committee
The match started with Veronica facing off against Aurora. The two went to lock up but Taylor cut Rori off with a knee to the stomach. Taylor followed it up by grabbing her by the hair and slamming her face first into the mat. Veronica seemed very happy with herself as she got to her feet and started to stomp on Rori. All this seemed to do is make Aurora mad as she started to get to her feet despite the kicks from Taylor. Once Aurora is up Veronica stops for a second which she ends up regretting as Rori hits a boot to the gut followed by a quick ddt which makes the crowd pop. Aurora then makes her way to her corner and tags in Masaru. Inoue enters the ring as Taylor has gotten to her knees. He throws a hard kick aiming for her face but she quickly ducks under it and scoots between his legs making it to her corner where she tags in Bianca. Davis enters the ring and circles Maz. Inoue doesn’t feel like waiting an throws a high kick, Davis ducks it and Inoue spins around to get back to facing her. When he does she catches him right across the face with a thunderous slap. Maz just lifts a hand to his lip to check for any bleeding and then just smiles at Bianca which seems to creep her out a bit. Inoue charges at her and she grabs his arm and whips him into the ropes. He rebounds and she catches him with a big boot that sends him to the mat. Davis then tags in Taylor. The two lift up Inoue and send him to the mat hard with a tandem snap suplex. Taylor goes for the cover but Masaru kicks out before Aurora even reaches him to break it up. The ref calls for Rori to go back to her corner which allows Taylor to rake her nails across the face of Inoue. Taylor pushed Inoue to the corner and then tagged in Davis and the two stomped mercilessly on Inoue as he was in the corner. Taylor exited the ring and Davis pulled up Inoue. She placed him in a headlock, Davis then started running and went for a bulldog but Inoue threw her off. Davis landed on her bottom while Inoue hit the ropes and then caught her with a penalty kick. Masaru made the tag to Aurora who came in more than ready for a fight. Rori backed Bianca up into a corner with a series of strikes. Veronica entered the ring and tried to attack Rori but instead got an evenflow ddt for her troubles. With Taylor down Aurora calls for Masaru as she places Davis on the top rope. Inoue climbs into the ring. The two then connect with “Hellfire” (sitout powerbomb from the top turnbuckle as the other comes off with a shiranui). The crowd pops as Aurora gets the cover and the three count.
Winners: Hell is Waiting
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We cut to the back where we see new SAP signing Wally Lee getting his wrist taped up as he sits on the locker room bench. He has his headphones hanging around his neck, blasting some old school Wu Tang as he’s slowly bobbing his head. He looks up into the frame of the camera, there’s no smile on his face, no smirk like people were used to seeing him have a few miles over in Sussex County. No tonight the only fixation on the young man’s face is a focused even-keel expression.
The cameras roll in closer to him, as he sniffles a little bit and runs his taped fingers across the bridge of his nose.
Wally Lee: “So here it is… I’m only a few miles away from home, but that’s not exactly true. Because home is where the heart is, and my heart resides anywhere where I can find the absolute top of the line competition.
Tonight my heart will have never felt more at home inside of a SAP ring. Because tonight I face the greatest and most difficult test of my entire career… It’s crazy that it’s happening now… I feel like this is an obstacle send personally from the pro wrestling gods…
See I started out my career white… hot… I’m sure these fans in Maine have taken the trip on the interstate to see me wrestle in a SCCW ring… You guys know me… You know what I’m all about… But lately it hasn’t been enough. It hasn’t been enough in Sussex, it hasn’t been enough over in NKP… And honestly what I’ve done won’t be enough tonight…”
He lowers his head a bit, hanging it over himself. However, he raises a single finger close to his head. The camera hones in and focus on the solitary finger before panning back out to catch the rest of Wally once again.
Wally Lee: “But that’s the beautiful part… Because I can take all of that and change it at an instant. We just celebrated a holiday where we give thanks for what we have… And what I’m most thankful for is another day… You see people we can take everyday for granted… We get up go on our daily grind, go home, and get ready to do it all again tomorrow…
But you see tomorrow is never promised… Tomorrow could be a day I never get to see… So SAP I’m thankful for every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day that I’m blessed to see… Because I use that time to assess where I’m at, and then exceed all expectations…
Tonight… Elijah Carson… Eli… Fucking… Carson. It’s like SAP wanted to see what I was made of off the bat… It’s like SAP wanted to see how badly I wanted to prove myself. While the lesser man would complain and bitch and moan about this level of difficulty the first day on the job… I relish it… I welcome it… I all actuality… I need it.
You see when the lights go off and we all pack up to head home… Eli gets to go back to his nice house… He gets to go back to his wife, his amazing career… It’s not jealously… But its something close to it. You see Eli comes into this match expected to win… I can’t be mad at that. The man is a multiple time champion, has the respect of the entire industry, the ability to put on his resume that you can build a company on his shoulders…
Eli… has everything that I’ve ever wanted in this business… And that’s why tonight, I start taking that respect… taking the accolades and accomplishments for myself. Because at the end of the day it leaves a bad taste in my mouth for everyone to simply assume that someone is going to walk right over Wally Lee…
Eli as guaranteed you think tonight is for you… I’ll guarantee you that you won’t walk over me tonight… You won’t skip over me tonight… Because if you want this win… You’ll have to crawl, you’ll have to grind, you’ll have to put everything that you have into this… Because I promise you Eli… I fucking promise you that I’m not going to shy away from you…
At the end of the day you’re just a man… And when we get out there… Nothing else applies. I don’t care about your 4CW accomplishments… I don’t care about what you’re doing on HKW… I don’t even give a shit about what you’re planning on doing in SAP…
Because for as much history that you have Eli… I got a chance to make history myself… By shocking the world, and putting a little egg on the “new face of SAP’…”
Wally slowly lowers that single finger and makes a tight fist. He clenches so tight against his taped hands that his arm is trembling slightly as we cut away from the scene and back with some more SAP action.
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International Tag Team Title Match
The Reeds vs. Zombie Vice Squad vs. BGTL vs. Stacked Deck
The match started with Kimberly and Judith attacking the other teams which caused them all to react and soon everyone began brawling. Most of the members of the match spilled to the outside. Kim and Judy however stayed in the ring and managed to get hold of Ximena. Kim connected with a code breaker while Judy hit a scissors kick at the same time sandwiching Ximena. Judy went for a cover. Claire and Lilah both slid in from opposite sides of the ring to break it up. The two then stood up and made eye contact before starting to brawl it out. Charlie slid back into make things equal as the others were getting to their feet. That didn’t last long however as the Zombie Vice Squad came in and dropped everyone. Kowloon grabbed the legs of Charlie and began to spin him around in a giant swing, Siberia then came off of the ropes and nailed him with a punt to the head. Siberia went for the cover but it was broken up by Judith. Kimberley then joined in as the two went after ZBS. Lilah pulled Charlie off to a corner to get some breathing room while BGTL sneak up behind Stacked Deck and hit them with dual wheelbarrow suplexes. ZVS get back up and go after BGTL. They do some quick damage to Claire and then move their focus to Ximena. They stand her up in the middle of the ring and they hit the ropes. Kowloon hits a lariat at the same time Siberia sweeps the legs of Ximena. Kowloon goes to make the cover but gets snatched up by Charlie who hits him with a fireman’s carry gutbuster. Siberia sees this but doesn't see Lilah who picks her up and drops her with the “Brat Bounce” (rack attack). Lilah gets the cover while Charlie guards her and gets the three count.
Winners: The Reeds
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Elijah Carlson: “Who here in Portland, Maine has the balls to speak up and say something to me? Who has the balls to get in that ring and actually fight me?”
Eli’s voice is heard before the scene goes live. It’s a big night for him as it has finally been revealed that Phe’s next big signing was, indeed, his wife Genevieve. She had said enough about that earlier in the evening, though, and Eli had business he needed to take care of this time.
Elijah Carlson: “A few days ago Phoenix asked. Actually, no. She didn’t just ask. She begged for someone. ANYONE. On this roster to step up and say something to me. She pleaded with any of you to have the balls to confront me face to face. Do you know what happened? Every single one of you tucked your tails between your legs and you shut your damn mouths. That’s what happened. And do you know why you did that? Because you knew just how quickly I would expose you for the frauds that you are. That’s right, you heard me. The entirety of the Spirit and Pride Wrestling roster outside of myself, and now my wife, are frauds. That includes Brandon Banks. That includes Felix Vali-whatever the hell. It damn sure includes Rachel Redding. The opportunity stood there waiting for any of you to take, and you said no thanks.”
Shrugging his shoulders, Eli continued onward.
Elijah Carlson: “I can’t say that I blame you, really. It’s easy to get in front of the camera and make simple platitudes and grandiose statements like Ashley Maldano did two weeks ago when she stood in front of a camera and claimed that she was going to be the next Face of SAP sooner rather than later. It’s easy for someone like CJ Cross to put a microphone to his lips and spew complete trash out calling himself marketable. It’s easy to say all of these things. The difference between you and I? The difference between myself and everyone else on the roster, is that I’ve done it. I’ve been there. I’ve carried the weight of the one of the best companies on my shoulders for months. So while you’re all in the back, fighting for your livelihood. Hoping for just a few more seconds of air time and recognition, do you know what’s really happening? They’re begging me to fill those time slots. They’re on their knees imploring me to get in front of the camera and make this company relevant.”
Chuckling to himself, Eli shook his head and took a deep breath.
Elijah Carlson: “Brendan Samuels is walking around calling himself “the wrestling” while the fifteen viewers that are left by the time he actually makes it onto their television sets are put into a coma before he can even make it to the ring. And that’s the problem. Nobody cares. Nobody cares about Rachel Redding. Nobody cares about Brendan Samuels. Nobody cares about Mark Storm, or Vince Steel. But you know who they DO care about? Me. Elijah Carlson. The Face of this company and the only star it has ever had, and that it will ever need.”
Characteristic smirk on his face, Eli offers his hands out in a gesture that is inviting to all who are watching.
Elijah Carlson: “Don’t like it? Do something about it. The offer is there. It has been there for days and days, and it will continue to be there. More importantly, though. It will continue to go unanswered? Why? Because each and every one of you watching right now are pathetic. You’re cowardly. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’re all clones of Ash Scion herself. And hell, maybe you are. Maybe that’s why you won’t step up. Because you know when you do, I’ll put your punk bitch selves in a grave in front of a building full of people who are only there because I put their asses in those seats. Don’t keep me waiting much longer.”
Slashing his hand across his throat, the feed immediately goes dead.
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Eli Carlson vs. Wally Lee
The bell rings and the two began to circle each other while they exchanged some words. They locked up and Eli places Wally in an arm wringer. Wally winces for a moment and then cartwheels out of it but as he hits his feet Eli nails him with a stiff forearm that sends him into a seated position. Eli takes off for the ropes and goes for a penalty kick but Wally lays back. As Eli passes Wally quickly gets back to his feet and then hits Carlson with a dropkick that sends him through the middle rope to the outside. Wally watches Eli for a moment before he starts to get up and then darts across the ring and hits the ropes. Wally goes for a suicide dive but Eli catches him with a hard forearm in mid air that drops him. Eli takes a breath and then pulls Wally up. He whips him into the stairs but Wally reverses it and sends Eli shoulder first. Carlson bounces back and Wally catches him with a back suplex onto the floor. Lee slides back into the ring as the referee continues to count. Carlson wills himself back to his feet and slides back into the ring. Once inside Wally starts to pepper him with stomps. Eli works back to his feet regardless and then starts to fire kicks at the legs of Wally. Carlson then moves his kicks up to Lee’s ribs. Wally throws a wild right to try and create space but Eli hooks it and spins him around to hit a dragon suplex. Wally rolls back up on his knees and looks stunned. Carlson rebounds off of the ropes and catches him with a knee to the face. Eli goes for the cover but Wally kicks out. Eli pulls Wally up and Wally starts to fire shots at the gut of Eli. He then throws him up over his shoulder and lands a crucifix cutter. Wally then gets back up and attempts a moonsault double stomp but Eli sweeps his legs out so that he can’t land it. Eli then moves to a corner while Wally is getting up. Carlson then sprints at full speed and as Wally turns around he is caught by the “Red Light Special” (sick kick). Carlson then goes for a cover and gets the three count.
Winner: Eli Carlson
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Storming down the hallway the Undisputed SAP North Atlantic Champion is seen holding both of his title close to him as he mutters something to himself still clearly bother by something. He stops as he starts to hear someone calling for him. He looks over to see backstage interviewer Yasmeen Sherazi calling after him. He shakes his head and keeps walking.
Felix Vialpando: Get away from me!
Yasmeen stops and frowns as the North Atlantic Champion keeps walking away from he. As he turns a corner Felix nearly walks into the Head of Security, Ox.
Felix Vialpando: Get outta my way you freaking brick wall! UGH!
Felix walks around Ox shaking his head.
Felix Vialpando: Always in the freaking way.
The cameras pan out to show newly added backstage interviewer Lauren Maldano looking up at the North Atlantic Champion.
LAUREN MALDANO: Hmm.. hey.. HEY CHAMP!
Lauren shouts from across the way of him as she smirks.
LAUREN MALDANO: Hey, Mister N.A! You seem a little agitated tonight huh? That's quiiiite the interesting feeling going into a fight where your strap is on the line.
Smirks, and tilts her head holding out a microphone smiling pretty right before him.
LAUREN MALDANO: Now what's Champion like yourself doing feeling that type of way right now huh?
She leans in looking back at the camera shrugging before looking up.
LAUREN MALDANO: Surely success can wait and you can spare a moment?
Felix looks at here and grunts.
Felix Vialpando: Why should I talk to you? The SISTER of my opponent tonight. And what I’m mad about right now has nothing to do with my match tonight it’s the frustrations of business. You wouldn’t understand. You just got here.
He grunts and starts to turn away.
Lauren sits there with a smirk shaking her head before she scoffs right back at him.
LAUREN MALDANO: Well excuse me! I didn't think you of all people would just assume I'm guilty by association by a last name!?
She shakes her head laughing sarcastically as she looks up at him.
LAUREN MALDANO: I'm shocked. Overly shocked!
She shakes her head and shrugs her shoulders.
LAUREN MALDANO: You can walk away not letting me interview you when I'm clearly interested, that's fine. But at least I'm giving you the time of day in this moment unlike anyone else?
She shrugs and turns.
LAUREN MALDANO: Excuse a girl for mistaking I guess.
Looks at him dead in the eyes before the camera focuses in. Felix shakes his head.
Felix Vialpando: I just told pinche puta Yasmeen to go away and now I’m a second from telling you the same. Not only are you Ashley’s sister, you’re friends with that other guy with the same last name as me. Two reasons why I shouldn’t want to talk to you.
Felix says crossing his arms.
Felix Vialpando: I’m not concerned about losing to your sister. I’m walking out of here the champion but the real question is when will the North Atlantic Champion be seen en Spirit & Pride. I’m sick and tired of doing you backstage interviewers’ jobs. That’s why the next stage is going be the best thing to ever happen.
He adjusts his titles on his shoulders and sighs.
Felix Vialpando: You wanna ask your questions? Go right on ahead. I sure hope you took some damn notes before thinking of talking to me cause I won’t hesitate from making you look more stupid than I think you already are.
Lauren looks at him and clears her throat before glaring into the eyes of the champion before speaking.
LAUREN MALDANO: Felix you had let something slip about when the next time we will see you here in Spirit and Pride, what did you mean by that?
She asks before shrugging her shoulders.
LAUREN MALDANO: Champions are supposed to represent their company so I imagine you'll have a hard time carrying this company if you're already saying when's the next time you'll be seen, no?
She raises an eyebrow and nods her head.
LAUREN MALDANO: I am certainly curious about that.
Felix nods.
FELIX VIALPANDO: As you should be. But the powers that be rather not take care of their own no matter what you have done for them since arriving. I may shit on Vince Steele every chance I get when he makes a fool of himself but when I see how someone who has been in SAP since the very beginning not getting the respect they absolutely deserve from the brass itself, it's unsettling. I'm now in the same shoes as him but rather than “take it on the chin” and move on, I have the balls to do what is right for my career.
Felix scoffs at a thought.
FELIX VIALPANDO: I had to fire my most trusted Note Taker y Amiga tonight because she does not understand this. I have poured countless amounts of blood, sweat and tears for this company since my arrival. I have taken countless notes as well! I am the longest reigning champion in all of SAP history! In fact have made history in this company and I plan to continue to do so.
Felix looks down to his championship belts and sighs.
FELIX VIALPANDO: Win or lose tonight...It does not waiver my love for this company or what I have managed to achieve while in it. I wish that our actual owner of this place would see that rather than his vision be blurred. When I came to SAP I seen promise and opportunity. Now...Now I see nothing but a mockery of what it could have been. Until it gets back to its prestige of a place I was once proud of with the feeling I have inside now...I can not continue to step inside a SAP ring.
He looks to Lauren.
FELIX VIALPANDO: I'm giving you the scoop, Lauren. I sure hope you appreciate this. I sure hope others begin to come to you to help your career blossom as you might want but most of these people are in it for themselves and not for each other. It's in my notes so it's true. I will remain in the World Crown Syndicate. I will remain under contract here en SAP but I will no longer be seen on SAP until wrongs have been right.
Lauren listens closely and intently before nodding her head as he finishes up.
LAUREN MALDANO: Thank you, Felix.
She says turning her head before speaking clearly.
LAUREN MALDANO: Since signing with SAP I've made it my personal goal to get where I want to get by myself. Meaning going up to people not waiting for them to find me, asking those questions that need answers and actually going above what other will do to get that scoop and story. Once I have that information it's my call what I want to do with it.
Nods before she nods at the camera before it pans away.
LAUREN MALDANO: Where it's going to be unfortunate to not see you in a SAP ring I understand and see where you are coming from. I pay attention so I get it.
She says, before flicking her dark hair off her shoulder.
LAUREN MALDANO: I'll be sure to watch closely tonight and good luck tonight. It's bittersweet but tonight should be a good night.
She says stepping back and turning towards the cameras.
LAUREN MALDANO: I hope you get the end result with SAP you are looking for, it'd be a shame to have a valuable person fade out..
She says looking him in the eyes. Felix nods and begins to turn around to walk away. He stops and reaches into his back pocket. He removes a small notepad and hands it Lauren.
FELIX VIALPANDO: Take notes.
Felix nods and walks away down the hall as the scene fades away.
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Great American Title Match
Rachel Redding vs. Luca Di Paolo
As the match started Rachel went to lock up but Luca side stepped her and then circled around laughing at her. Rachel tried again and he did the same thing. Rachel had enough already and fired a right hand at the jaw of Di Paolo which dropped him. Luca then began to argue with the referee about her using a closed fist. Luca doesn’t get much time to argue as Redding starts to lay stomps all along his body leaving Luca yelling in pain. Rachel picks him up looking for a bulldog but Luca counters it into an atomic drop. Di Paolo then sent Redding to the mat with a Russian leg sweep. Luca placed Rachel in a grounded headlock but she worked her way back up and then sent Luca to the mat with a back suplex. Redding locked Luca in a calf killer and he screamed out in pain. He started looking all around for an escape. On the outside Roxanne and Foxanne pushed in on the bottom rope together to move it closer for Luca to grab. The referee called for the break and Rachel reluctantly let go. Redding pulled Luca up looking for a ddt but he countered it into a northern lights suplex. Di Paolo held on for the bridge but Redding kicked out. Luca got to his feet looking very proud of himself and even played to the crowd. He pulled Rachel up and she shoved him off. Redding then connected with a spinning back kick which stunned the model. Redding had enough and whipped Luca into the ropes. She followed and hit him with “Category 1” (v trigger). Di Paolo crumbled to the mat and she hooked his legs for a cover and got the three count.
Winner: Rachel Redding
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Tiphany Banks-Carisi is nearly running down the hall once she spots Marisol Marniceau, trying to get the attention of SAP’s new GM as she sees the woman leaving a room and about to enter a new one. The girl with Marisol just so happens to spot Tiphany as well as hear her calling out for Marisol repeatedly to the point the girl taps Marisol to get her attention. Marisol pauses in the middle of the hallway and waits for Tiphany to make it to her while having a few words with Jasmine until Tiphany finally reaches them. She sees the microphone in hand and the cameraman following close behind so she understands what Tiphany wants now.
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: Ms. Marniceau, a word please if you aren’t too busy?
Marisol Marniceau: I always have time for our stylish reporter. I am pretty sure there is alot of curiosity surrounding my sudden arrival which pose a great deal of many questions?
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: Exactly, especially since you seem to jump right in there with handling business.
Marisol Marniceau: It is what I have to do, so many employees are seeming to attack the company or the owner with verbal insults when they do not get their way but just know that we are rightfully handling everything the best way we can and know that consequences will become to be in play. It is amusing how these employees say that SAP is becoming this or that with putting the company down but yet we are still constantly signing stars.. Are they blind or are they just shuffling the blame around that the only thing sinking around here is their careers or lack of attention?
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: A few employees have been openly irritated about things concerning SAP lately, Jessica Nitoh and Felix Vialpando being two of them. What are your thoughts on that?
Marisol Marniceau: You mean to tell me that the heroine Sailor Moon who sits perched up on her pedestal judging and playing the goody two shoes is really complaining about something? From what I was told, that is a normal day for her. The woman who posts sexualized pictures of herself while shaming other women and blows other men kiss emojis but cries about missing poor Geki whenever she wants attention, is really trying to down how Avery is doing things? That situation is already being handled in full and luckily it was Avery that had handled that even though he handled it perfectly in my eyes. As for Felix….
Adrian Quinn pokes his head out of the office to see what Marisol is doing and Marisol gives the handsome man a bright smile and says she will be right there before returning her attention back to Tiphany
Marisol Marniceau: Oh my, he is leaving? Oh no, wait Felix is refusing to appear on television until he gets his way? And why look at that…
Marisol pauses to look around slowly at their surroundings before looking back at Tiphany.
Marisol Marniceau: The earth is still spinning and the show continues to go on. Do you think I am going to waste my time begging someone to be seen on television when there are people who are willing to properly represent their company the right way instead of going on strike because they are the epitome of what this show is called tonight? And if he is unhappy and decides that he will just leave, then guess what? Will that be surprising at all? I was informed that this would not the first company he has left this year if it comes to that especially in a matter of months so well, you can’t truly be that surprised. Avery has been trying to do all he can do for this place and if people do not like it, they can simply leave… we are not stopping them nor does anyone seem to care about these departures as of late. Because yet we still are getting calls from top talent wanting to come here and sign with us so that is solid proof right there that SAP is doing such a marvelous job. I guess these are the things that happen when you are not truly ready for Elijah Carlson, right? Seems like the tides changed soon as he was signed, everyone wants to run and take cover. I guess that is what happens when true competition sign and you have to give whatever excuse to save face in order to tuck your tail and run on home. Moving on…
Marisol waves her hand in a way to say she has now grown bored with that topic.
Tiphany Banks-Carisi: Now it was mentioned from a SAP backstage worker that Vince Steel, the one who everyone loves to hate, is actually one of the top talent you admire in SAP?
Marisol Marniceau: I feel that Vince Steel is the pioneer of Spirit and Pride Wrestling and no matter what, he does not seem to get the rightful recognition that he desires. People love to poke fun at his physical appearance and seem to target him when they need cheap heat of trying to putting themselves over for just an ounce of temporary attention. But they will not give focus to Elijah Carlson who has called out the entire roster in an effort to provoke them by saying he is solely carrying this company on his very back but yet that does not seem to generate any targeted responses towards him that Vince seems to get with any tweet that he sends out. Vince can handle any hate that he gets, he does not have to hide from television until he gets his way nor disrespect an entire company by putting over another company in an effort for a constant whining for attention. He may not be the most pleased in the responses he gets from his co workers but yet, he is still here fighting in wanting to prove himself to everyone. How can anyone not admire someone like that? This was very nice, Tiphany but I have to really have this meeting. I am open to doing this in a more seated setting when time permits for it to happen, alright?
Marisol gives Tiphany a few friendly pats on the shoulder before she leads her assistant into the office, closing the door behind them while Tiphany looks towards the camera and nods her head for the feed to be cut.
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Vince Steel vs. CJ Cross
As soon as the bell rang these two were out for murder. CJ tried to use quick strikes to get in some offense but Vince soon caught hold of him and unleashed some brutal shots that dropped Cross. Steel headed for the ropes and went for a running elbow drop but CJ rolled out of the way and to the outside. Vince got to his feet and looked angry. He dropped to the mat and rolled out of the ring. As he got to his feet CJ got a running start and leapt from the ring stairs and hit Vince with a dropkick. Steel went stumbling back into the crowd who kept him from falling. Cross made his way up onto the apron. Steel charged back at Cross, CJ ran across the apron and jumped looking to hit Steel with a hurricanrana but Vince caught him and then powerbombed him on the top of the steps. The count was getting high so Steel grabbed Cross and rolled him into the ring before following in himself. Once inside Steel landed a few stomps before lifting CJ up and whipping him into the ropes. Steel threw a clothesline but CJ ducked it. Cross rebounded off of the ropes and caught Steel with a basement dropkick to the knee. Steel dropped to one knee and yelled out. Cross headed for the ropes again and this time caught Vince with a yakuza kick to the side of the face. Vince looked to be in some pain as he hit the mat. Cross didn’t let up and placed Vince in a spinning toe hold. Steel used his free leg and booted CJ right in the chest sending him back into the mat. Vince got up slowly while CJ got up a little faster. Cross charged Steel only to get lifted up into the air and slammed into the mat with a hard uranage. Cross instinctively rolled to his stomach to avoid being pinned while he clinched at his back. Steel got to his feet holding his knee but then saw CJ lying there. Steel positioned himself over Cross and then deadlifted him up. In desperation Cross caught Steel with a few hard elbows before throwing himself forward and hooking Steel’s arms with his legs. Steel rolled forward and CJ had him in a modified rolling prawn hold. Cross held all his weight against Cross’ shoulders and managed to keep them down for a three count. The bell rang to a surprised Steel who swore he got a shoulder up before the three. The referee disagreed, CJ stopped from celebrating for a moment to extend a hand to Vince. Steel just shook his head in aggravation and gave him a very quick handshake before exiting the ring.
Winner: CJ Cross
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North Atlantic Championship Match
Felix Vialpando vs. Ashley Maldano
The crowd had heat for this one as the big match was finally here. The two locked up and exchanged some arm wringers before engaging in some chaining. Felix came out on top of the exchange and told Ashley to come and get him. Maldano wasn’t backing away and started to hurl forearms at the champ. Felix started to return them and soon he whipped Ashley into the ropes. She rebounded and he scooped her up for a sidewalk slam. Vialpando went for the cover but Ashley kicked out. Felix then pulled Ashley up and sent her back to the mat with a snap suplex. Felix then climbed to the top rope. Maldano didn’t stay on the mat for long and climbed right up after Felix. The two exchanged some strikes but Ashley hit a repeated number of forearms on Felix stunning him. Maldano hooked his arm looking for a superplex but Felix landed some hard punches to the ribs of Maldano making her let go. Felix then grabbed her by the head and gave her a stiff headbutt that sent her crashing to the mat. Felix stood up on the top and turned around. He leapt into the air going “Spiral Down” (corkscrew moonsault) but Maldano rolled out of the way. Felix had the breath knocked out of him and used the corner to pull himself up. As he turned around Maldano came crashing in on him with an avalanche. She then grabbed Felix by the hair and threw him out of the corner. Maldano quickly climbed to the top rope and as Felix got to his feet she connected with a hard front missile dropkick. Felix held at his chest as he rolled on the mat. Maldano wanted to keep up the heat and pulled him to his feet. Felix fought her off with a series of strikes and then dropped her to a knee with a leaping enziguri. Felix then pulled her up only to drive her into the mat with an implant ddt. Felix went for the cover but Ashley kicked out. Vialpando called for the end and pulled Maldano up by the hair. He set her up for the “Falcon Call” but Ashley got separation and flipped out of it to the surprise of Felix who didn’t see it coming. She caught him with a hard boot to the gut before connecting with the “AshAttack” (gory neckbreaker). Maldano got the cover and the three count.
Winner: Ashley Maldano
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National Championship Match
Brendan Samuels vs. Brandon Banks
The two men were in each other’s faces early as Banks had to look up to Samuels but had no fear as he shoved the wayfaring stranger of the sea. Samuels wasn’t taking it and came back with a right hand. The two began to slug it out in the center of the ring with the crowd eating it up. Banks then cut off Samuels with a knee to the gut that bent Samuels over a bit. Banks then connected with a brutal European uppercut that sent Brendan stumbling back into the ropes. Banks came right at Samuels but he lifted a leg and caught Banks with a boot right to the jaw. Banks went stumbling back and Samuels used the ropes to give him some bounce as he came forward full of steam hitting Banks with an axe bomber that turned him inside out. Samuels went for a cover but Banks kicked out. Samuels pulled Banks up by the hair and lifted him up looking for the “Immran Buster” but when Brendan dropped Banks’ legs on the top rope for the slingshot Brandon used the momentum to flip out of it. Banks then darted for the ropes and rebounded. Samuels attempted another axe bomber but Banks ducked and rebounded off of the ropes again this time hitting a picture perfect dropkick causing the crowd to scream “YOU MAD?!”. Banks seemed to be feeling it and jumped over the top rope to the apron. As Samuels got to his feet Banks leapt hitting the “Stingbow” (springboard diving forearm). Banks went for the cover but Brendan kicked out. Banks got to his feet before Samuels and waited for him to get to a knee. Banks then connected with a stiff buzzsaw kick but Samuels didn’t go down. Banks then put his foot under the chin of Samuels and used it to lift him up to a standing position. Banks then went for “Bank Shot 2.0” (black mass) but Samuels ducked. As Banks spun around Samuels hooked him for “Mac Lir” (millennium suplex). Right as Samuels was about to lift him up Vince Steel and Terrence Tillman hit the ring and attacked the men. The crowd rained in the boos as the two cousins began to unleash a savage beating on the two men who had just spent a whole match beating each other. Tillman then threw Banks to Steel who lifted him up for the “World Breaker” (splash mountain bomb) and then got a running start and threw him into the corner. Tillman then handed Samuels to Steel. Vince lifted Samuels up and drove him into the mat with the “Hand of Steel” (iron claw slam). The two cousins then left the ring with the crowd letting them know exactly how they felt about them. The show ended with the two going through the curtain.
Winner: No contest