Post by Avery Quinn on Jun 3, 2018 15:11:58 GMT -5
HA!”
“Come on!
“That all you got!?”
The words echo backstage as the camera crew approaches, to find DA #TROLL GUY, Mariano Fernandez, and CJ Cross in a very heated competition… only in the form of a videogame match taking place backstage - more specifically, Street Fighter V. By the looks of it, CJ seems to be on the losing end of things by the determined look on his face and the mashing of the buttons.
CJ: You’re just getting lucky!
The camera continues to focus on the two as CJ’s determination turns into a smirk as he believe he is going to mount his comeback.
CJ: See that!? That’s just a taste of things to come! Never count me out!
Mariano: “GAH-!”
Down Mariano’s Ryu goes, his health now critical, but Mariano manages to stand him up and block a follow-up CJ attack.
In the meanwhile, Trixie and Celeste look behind the couch where both of them are sitting, a clear annoyance visible on their faces.
Trixie: Why did you let CJ bring his game console thing with him, Cels?
Celeste glances over at the men and then back at Trixie before she speaks up in an annoyed tone.
Celeste: You know CJ.. Telling him to leave his games is like telling him to cut out the gummy bears.
As the camera focuses on the girls, CJ can be heard in the background.
CJ: SON OF A…
Celeste: CJ!
Mariano raises both fists, as CJ has just lost a round.
Mariano: “Survey says, SCORE ONE...for DA #TROLL GUY.”
He winks and mouths a “problem?” as he gives CJ a trollface, but there’s no malice in his voice nor his eyes.
Mariano: “Round 2 now, mang. Get ready!”
CJ shakes off his loss before he turns back to the TV with the controller firmly in his grasp.
CJ: I’m ready to take you down!
Trixie: So how are you and CJ going along? Must be nearing your anniversary of when you two got together, right?
Celeste: That actually happened back in March.. Time sure does fly.
She said with a smile a before glancing over at CJ. She is not sure how she put up with him for a year, nor would she trade the time spent together.
Celeste: Maybe one day he will look at me like he does his video games.
CJ: I heard that… TAKE THAT MANNY….Love you!
Celeste: That to me or Manny?
CJ: You of course! Why ya gotta be like that? Maybe when we both have gold you will respect me more.
He spoke in a joking manner as Celeste does the same.
Celeste: Oh shut up and play your game.
Manny, in the meanwhile, is having trouble responding to CJ’s relentless attack.
Mariano: “God DAMNIT MANG!”
He mashes the buttons like there’s no tomorrow, but then Trixie and Celeste, nodding in unison at each other, move to them.
Trixie: Watch this…
She says and walks on over as quietly as she can to the boys as they start their round and puts her hands over Manny’s eyes.
Mariano: “WAAAAAH! What the-!?”
And he’s utterly unable to block or do anything, as CJ’s final strike brings his character down, winning him the other round.
Trixie: You'll have to be better than that Manny for our opponents on Monday…
CJ: Yeah Manny!
He spoke in a kidding tone knowing he only won due to Trixie’s interference.
Trixie: CJ knows…
Mariano looks at Trixie, his hands trembling with an exaggerated anger.
Mariano: “Triiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiixiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…!”
But then he looks away, somewhat embarrassed, then back at her, CJ and Celeste again.
Mariano: “Hmph! But I guess you have a point, mang. We AIN’T letting the Zombie Vice Squad take our glory!”
After that, he begins to think, with his hand on his chin.
Mariano: “Speaking of that, mang - Who are these Holocene guys? All I know is they’ve lost to the Sadboiz, and well - they ain’t ever got a win at least since I arrived here on SAP.”
He then pumps his fist.
Mariano: “And I’ll be damned if I let those milk-drinkers Vince Steel and Terrence Tillman get the best of either of us again, chica.”
Trixie: Yes. After Vince and my match I've never really been a fan of them. Attacking me like he did.
Mariano: “Bunch of snowberries can’t win a god damned match so they get themselves disqualified all the time, mang.”
Trixie: You've faced them too, right, CJ?
CJ: Vince Steele? Yeah I have! He’s dumber than he looks, I know that seems impossible but it is!
Celeste: He is not all that bad…
CJ: He’s nice to you because you have a rockin’ bod babe.
Mariano: “We’ll make them regret the day they decided to mess with us, mang. And if Holocene gets in the way we might as well take them the hell down with the Fam.”
He surreptitiously looks at the game screen, where the final round is still up. He taps CJ on the shoulder and nods with his head towards the screen.
Mariano: “But first, chico - there’s the final round we gotta do!”
CJ: If you’re ready to lose this quickly, then let’s get to it! Pardon us ladies!
Trixie: I'll play for Manny this round. Cels can play for CJ…
Mariano smiles, and motions for Trixie to sit down. When she does, he leans next to her, holding her by the shoulders.
Mariano: “Alright, mang - quick guide. These ones are for punches, these for kicks, you move with these. (he motions to the analog sticks, then he whispers at her ear) “Rotate this one to the right, then press a punch button, you’re gonna launch a fireball.”
Trixie looks visibly confused by it.
Trixie: That's already too complicated. I thought I'd just press a button and do cool things.
Celeste nudges her way near CJ and takes the controller before she speaks.
Celeste: Watch out dear, you aren't a video gamers girlfriend and don't learn a few things!
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McFadden & Jenkins vs. Rigas & Kalomoira
While the match started out competitive it quickly became one sided. Despite never teaming before West and Desy found a groove over the established team. West really stood out as the mvp of the match. He was even the one to finish the match as he caught Rigas with the “Roulette Wheel” (Flying Wheel Kick to pin).
Winners: McFadden & Jenkins
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Hours before the show, in the parking deck east of the Patrick Gymnasium, Johnny Matthews is lost in thought behind the wheel of Sinister. His face is shadowed by the Stetson fedora atop his head, eyes are hidden by blacked-out Aviators lenses and a cigarette dangles in his lips. Thick, heavy smoke fills the cab, slowly billowing out through the cracked window. Glancing to his right, he snarls.
Soon, there will be a confrontation.
Soon, he would be settling up.
Parked beside him, a black Cadillac Escalade, stretched with tinted windows. The fact that they were here, disgusted him. The fact that he was having to collect on a debt because they had failed, infuriated him. Especially, considering whom he was going to collect from.
It felt like an eternity, but wasn't that long at all before the old blue Ford pulled in on the other side and parked to the left of Sinister. Matthew Gamble, the good ol’ boy from Tennessee had arrived; now, everyone was present. Gamble owes Matthews money and he has for awhile. Disappearing had done Gamble no good; sooner than later, he was going to need to work. Working for Matthews’ wife in Texas only protected him so long as she kept Johnny out of her building.
Which is where ‘they’ had failed.
Matthews threw his driver's door open and dropped down out of his truck. Gamble was already coming around the rear of his truck.
Gamble: Look, I know why ya here an’ I gots your money…
Shaking his head, Matthews held up his hand, shushing Gamble. From the Escalade, Fat Saul rounded the rear of Sinister, coming up behind Gamble. In tow, four-hundred twenty pounds of The Beast.
Gamble: Come on, Johnny. I swear, I gots your money, please…
Trucks on each side, standing between Matthews and Saul with Beast, Gamble was stuck.
Matthews: You have my fucking money?
Gamble: Yes.
Matthews: Give it to me…
Gamble: Well…
Matthews: Well, fucking nothing. Give me my mother-fucking money you deadbeat asshole!
Matthews motioned and Beast had Gamble pressed hard against his own truck. Two gigantic hands tight around his throat, Gamble gasped and pleaded incoherently.
Matthews: I hashtag, bet on Gamble, and I lost because of you. In a fucking parking lot brawl, you allowed some little flippity shit beat you. I want my fucking money. There will be no working this shit off. You will give me the cash or else.
Beast lifts Gamble’s feet further from the blacktop. As Gamble’s face turns red to purple, Matthews taps Beast on his shoulder and he releases Gamble. Crumbling to the ground, Gamble gasps and chokes.
Matthews: This is what being the good guy gets you. Beat up in the ring…
Saul: ...or parking lot…
Matthews: ...and in debt to the wrong people.
Gamble: Whatcha want me to do?
Matthews kneels, bending his knees. In Gamble’s face, the coffin nail in Matthews’ crooked, yellow grin glows bright cherry-red.
Matthews: I want you to pay me, Boy. To do that, I'm going to need you to start winning. You win and give me the fucking payout, I'll allow you to continue breathing.
Gamble chokes on the smoke as Matthews releases it directly in his face.
Matthews: You miss a payment, you will fucking suffer. You miss two payments, you'll wish your ass were dead. You miss three payments, well, don't miss three fucking payments, Boy.
Matthews stands back up and helps Gamble back to his feet. Matthews dusts Gamble off and straightens his shirt for him. Reaching into the bed of his truck, Matthews retrieves his gym bag. Throwing it over his shoulder he walks to the rear end of the vehicles before turning around.
Matthews: I want you to manage him Saul. He needs some guaranteed victories, by pretty much any means necessary. And…
Matthews hesitates. Some of the things he has recently tweeted heavy on his words.
Matthews: Don't go easy on them because they are ‘girls’. Celeste is no joke and Jess has embarrassed me twice in that same ring. Win, Boy. However you have to, you had better fucking win.
Saul: We got this.
Gamble: I can do this wit’out Saul.
Matthews: No, you can't. You have no fucking choice. You will get me my money.
Matthews walks away. While Saul and Gamble have a tag team match to prepare for, he has his own match to worry about.
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Lennox Daniels vs. Stone Hendrix
This match started out quick and to the fans enjoyment. Stone was looking to keep his good fortune going. Lennox was looking to get her first win in her return to SAP. Stone started out hot but Lennox was able to turn the tides in her favor. After a few minutes of cat and mouse Lennox started to strike and that was Stone’s downfall as Lennox picked up the pin.
Winner: Lennox Daniels
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Backstage Crew Member: “Mister Maverick, we are concerned.”
Ollie Maverick is in his Mega Man themed tights and boots and his ‘TRASH PANDA 4 LYFE’ t-shirt. He seems to be looking for something but stops abruptly when he realizes he is being watched by a crew member and a cameraman.
Backstage Crew Member: “You aren’t…looking for a raccoon are you? There isn’t a wild animal loose backstage again?”
Ollie Maverick: “Nnnnnnnnnnope. Just doing my usual pre-match ritual. I do a few crunches, stretch out a little bit, and then I wander around with a piece of deli turkey in my hand while making a clicking noise. I’m pretty sure that’s how nine out of ten wrestlers get ready for matches. Learn the business bro.”
Backstage Crew Member: “Right… Look, sir. Your cameraman is here and….AH!”
The member of the backstage crew releases a rather unmanly shriek as a small animal walks between his legs, past him, and climbs up the leg of Ollie Maverick who gives him the piece of Turkey to nibble on.
Ollie Maverick: “Hey! It’s Rocket! Who I was always aware of the whereabouts of! How ya doin little guy?”
Rocket noms on his turkey and shiftily eyes both the crew member and the cameraman.
Backstage Crew Member: “Anyway….uh….your cameraman is here. I’m gonna go… make sure I didn’t poop myself…”
The crew member leaves and Ollie waves goodbye. Rocket mimics Ollie’s actions and waves his little furry paw. Ollie turns to the camera.
Ollie Maverick: “Hey there everbuddy! It’s Ollie! The man with the Sickest of Kicks that puts Braces on Faces. I am on a streak! I’ve been undefeated since arriving here in SAP and man does it make me feel all tingly inside! Like I ate a big handful of pop rocks and down a delicious Fresca. What kind of soda is Fresca again? I feel like I know this. I’m literally drinking Fresca all the time and I feel like I should remember this.” Ollie says.
“Anywho, my opponent this week is Jaser Cruz. Reality Star, wrestler, and I’m sure a good dude! His only misfortune going onto this match is that he, like all people, has a face that is vulnerable to kicks. That puts him at the same disadvantage that almost the entirety of the world is at but history has shown it is one hell of a disadvantage to have. Not to brag or anything but everyone agrees that Ollie Maverick is so slick you’d swear he was using a Game Genie. From what I understand Jaser is on a bit of a losing streak and I am fersure not looking to trade places with him so when that bel rings? You are getting the full service Ollie Maverick treatment. There will be flips. There will be spins. There will be a winner and it’s a safe bet that winner will be The 16-Bit Superstar.” Ollie says. Rocket settles into Ollie’s arms and closes his eyes, seeming to start falling asleep. Ollie gives a big thumbs up and a smile before wandering off screen. There is a pause and the scene starts to fade out but stops as Ollie pops his head back in.
“It’s grapefruit. I just remembered Fresca is a grapefruit soda. Grapefruit and Lime.” Ollie says.
“That sounds right, right?” Ollie says to Rocket. Rocket just makes a noise as he was unhappy about being woken up and Ollie walks away with him.
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Ollie Maverick vs. Jaser Cruz
Jaser Cruz came out of the gate swinging with offensive measures straight onto Ollie. He took him down with a Snap Suplex and the referee counted it as a one from the early kickout. Helping him back up, he whipped Ollie into the ropes and rebounded Roundhouse Kick into the jaw stunning him before spiking him on top of his head from the Snap DDT. Another pin was made and Ollie kicked out at two before Cruz got up and walked over to the nearest corner. When Ollie got up, he charged into him but Maverick countered his run with an Hurricanrana into the corner letting him flip into it back first. His opponent rolled backwards to his feet and Ollie launched off the canvas for an Enziguiri Kick into the head rocking him on his feet. A powerful STO left him down on the mat near the corner for him to climb up and attempting the Shooting Star Splash but Jaser had his knees up to counter the landing. He quickly helped himself and Ollie up before whipping him into the ropes for the signature "faceJam" in the center of the ring. Unfortunately, the pin attempt was unsuccessful and Jaser was pissed. Just as he helped Ollie from behind, he tried to go for the Snapmare but Ollie pushed him a few steps ahead for the finishing Tornado Kick, "360 No-Scope!", move! One, Two, Three! Ollie Maverick scores the win!
Winner: Ollie Maverick
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The scene opens backstage at the Patrick Gymnasium in Burlington, Vermont. The camera opens to a zoomed in shot of the GWA Global Championship title belt. The camera pans back to show the belt on the waist of Tyson Gregory, who has a big grin on his face. Tyson, who is already dressed in his ring gear and a red sleeveless Anderson’s Fighting Systems shirt, unhooks the championship belt and drapes it over his left shoulder, taking a moment to look at it proudly. His eyes turn and lock onto the camera, the grin still on his face.
Tyson Gregory: Last night at Lincoln Financial Field in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, I outlasted four top contenders in an elimination match to be the first ever GWA Global Champion. Names like Becky Balfour, Tyberius King, Xavier Laroux and Andy Garrison stood in my path and I went through them on my way to winning this championship here. All the way to adding my fourth top title reign to my still young career. But you know what they say, there’s no rest for the wicked…
Tyson shrugs slightly and smirks at the camera again.
Tyson Gregory: But tonight isn’t about the GWA, it’s not about what happened last night and it’s not about me being content just being the GWA Global Champion. Tonight is about Spirit And Pride. Tonight is about that National Championship Tournament and my advancing in it. I am still hungry for gold, for glory. You see this shoulder right here? The one without a championship draped over it? It’s jealous of the other shoulder that gets to be the resting place for the GWA Global Championship. I am all in to get that SAP National Championship to rest on that empty shoulder and be a dual champion, to be the fucking standard here in SAP of what a damn champion should be. Hell, I already won the SAP Tag Team Championships my first run here and was so dominate we had to drop them just to let the other teams feel like they have a chance here. But I’m not doing that here in SAP during this run, I am here to kick ass, take names and win championships.
He adjusts the championship belt on his shoulder and shakes his head.
Tyson Gregory: And who do they put in my way? One barely speed bump that figured I was nothing more than a smoke break for him and in the end? That bitch was making excuses for not getting the job done. You see, I don’t make excuses, I give reasons and facts on why I am one of the best fucking wrestlers on the planet today! But now I have Andre Holmes standing in my way on the path to facing the winner of Geki Nitoh and CJ Cross for the SAP National Championship… You see Andre and I have only, at best, exchanged words. You see, we never exchanged punches or kicks, suplexes or body slams but we have some history out there. Back when Gulf Coast Wrestling was open, he was a mainstay there and won several mid level championships…
He gives a soft, sarcastic golf clap.
Tyson Gregory: I was barely there for more than two months and I made a giant impact by taking the fight right to Cosmo Cooper and Leela Watts. I beat Cosmo and earned my shot at the GCW Championship and I fucking won it. Two months Andre… That’s all it took me to eclipse your entire time in Gulf Coast. You understand that Andre? Maybe you get that better than you let on since you’ve barely said shit about this match leading up to it. Now, I know trash talking and all that doesn’t mean shit when the bell rings but let’s break this down a bit shall we? You weren’t set to face me at any point during my run in Gulf Coast but you kept talking and tweeting at me like no other. You kept talking shit and talking shit and talking shit when NONE of it had anything to do with you. And now, we are set to face and I get one single tweet from you? I get the equivalent of a head nod for this match. You know what that says to me? You know this is my match to win, that this is my tournament to win and you figure, why say a thing about it when you can put all your eggs into the CWC United States Championship basket like you have?
Tyson just shakes his head and sighs.
Tyson Gregory: That’s the difference between me and some like you, Andre… I’m an all in type, when I go to do something, I am one hundred percent into it. It’s one of the reasons why I have this championship here and it’s one of the reasons why I am going to walk into the National Championship Tournament Semifinals against you and move on to the National Championship Tournament Finals. But don’t feel down Andre, you’ll just be another one added to the list of names that have fallen at the hands of Tyson Fuckin’ Gregory.
A sly smirk comes to Tyson’s face before he pats the faceplate of the GWA Global Championship, turns and walks off camera.
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Da Trixteam & Zombie Vice Squad vs. The Fam & Holocene
This match never got off the ground. Before the bell even rung The Fam and Holocene attacked their opponents. The fight spilled out into the crowd and got wild. Manny and Trixie started to rally back against Holocene and that started the turn. Soon ZVS was mounting an attack and it looked like the tides were going to turn. Then Braddock accidentally hit Steel while aiming for Kowloon and it broke down even further. Next thing you know all four teams were brawling with each other. The fight headed back to the ringside area and Trixie used a dive that took down everyone. Security was finally brought out to separate everyone.
Winner: No Contest
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In the backstage area set up in the Patrick Gymnasium for Spirit and Pride’s show, the cameras find Nora Harris as she’s doing some stretches and limbering up, doing a few high kicks that are pretty impressive due to her small stature too. As she’s going through the routine she whips around and a movement along with a loud WHOA startles her and she drops to a defensive stance, her big eyes however light on her tag team partner for the evening, Nick Redfield as he’s reared back so as not to get hit with one of her kicks! Nora blushes a little and waves at him as she relaxes, bouncing on the toes of her boots with all of the energy she has.
Nora Harris: Oops sorry about that Nick, got a little carried away.
She pauses, her expression dimming just a tiny bit.
Nora Harris: Did you see that Claire and Ximenia won the World Crown Syndicate Tag Team titles? Wow… I mean… I’m not nervous! You’re a really cool guy and I know we can really have a great match out there tonight.
Despite her words, Nora does look a little nervous, nibbling her lower lip. Nick chuckles as he extends his hand outward and places it on her shoulder.
Nick Redfield: I’ve teamed with them before, they are one heck of a tag team for sure. But I’ve also teamed with you, and I know what we are capable of doing together inside that ring. It’s going to be challenge, but I think we’re up to the task!
He adds a comforting smile as he looks her square in the eyes. Nora sighs, but then takes a deep breath and nods.
Nora Harris: This… is a good thing then. I think we’re going to be better than they think, because we both know we have the other’s back and sure, they are impressive but they also have been doing a LOT, including all that travel so they could be there for that show. Which isn’t to say it’s going to put them at a huge disadvantage, but… it might.
She nods again, and exhales, off on a little tangent.
Nora Harris: It’s so weird, I’m not usually this nervous! I mean sure it’s true that I get super excited about stuff and just explode with all the excitement but…
Nora pauses and laughs.
Nora Harris: And there I went!
Nick takes a moment to respond, pondering something before shrugging his shoulders and breaking the silence with another slight chuckle.
Nick Redfield: Advantage or no disadvantage, I believe in us. I believe in our heart and I believe in our determination to win at all costs. I believe in your ability to kick some poor unsuspecting fool’s head clear off their shoulders. And I believe in my joy of dropping that same poor fool on the top of their dome for sport. What might come of this opportunity tonight? Who knows. But our opponents have positioned themselves as two very pivotal members of the WCS circle now and maybe, just maybe...a victory for us tonight could position us to usurp that spot from them and clutch some WCS gold ourselves!
Nora’s face practically lights up as she listens to Nick and she nods, bouncing in place with her full bright energy restored. She does a little fist pump and grins at him.
Nora Harris: YEAH! I hadn’t even thought about that part!
She laughs a little and calms, shaking her head before she smiles at him again.
Nora Harris: Thanks Nick, you’re good at this whole pep talk thing.
Nick Redfield: I’ve taken enough beatings as of late, so I’ve kinda had no choice but to improve in that department for my own sake.
He tries to laugh off the admission as he rubs the back of his neck.
Nick Redfield: This game is full of ups and downs. We may not have planned to be teamed up together, but I truly believe we can knock SAP on its backside and light the tag division on fire. We started this all a few weeks ago…
He extends his hand to his partner.
Nick Redfield: ...What do you say we keep the momentum rolling tonight?
Nora shakes his hand firmly and grins.
Nora Harris: I say, you’re on!
The duo turn and head off screen, ready for their big tag match later tonight. Our scene fades.
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BGTL vs. Redfield & Harris
Kicking off further tag team action is a contest between BGTL taking on Nick Redfield and Nora Harris. Things start out well for the ladies of BGTL with Claire isolating Nora in their corner with repeated chops before tagging Ximena in, who swiftly got into the ring and stomped Nora down to a seated position as Ximena tagged back out. Into the ring came Claire once more, charging across to the opposite side of the ring before sprinting toward the downed Harris. Before Claire could connect with a vicious running knee to the side of Nora’s head, Harris fell to the side, leaving Claire to slam knee first into the turnbuckle pad. Scrambling to get across the ring to her partner, Harris crawled on her hands and knees. But before she could get there Ximena slipped into the ring and brought things to a halt by running and driving her forearm into Redfield’s jaw, knocking him down off of the ring apron to the floor. Distracted by Ximena being in the ring, the referee tried to usher her out. At the same time, Claire, having recovered turned as Nora was getting back to her feet and The Claire Bitch Project. Immediately she went for the cover but the referee was still focused on getting Ximena out of the ring. Both women started frantically shouting for him but it wasn’t until Ximena was back in her corner fully that the referee turned around and went for the count. Before the three could fall, though, Redfield slid into the ring and broke up the pinfall attempt. As Redfield returned to his corner both Claire and Nora began crawling toward their respective partners as the crowd began to clap, encouraging Nora to make the tag. Claire managed to tag Ximena back into the match first but a half second later Nora was able to dive and tag Nick into action. Redfield burst through the ropes and caught Ximena with a lariat that turned her inside out. He then leapt into the air and hit a standing dropkick on Claire, who had just stood back up on the ring apron and was hoping for some rest. Instead she was knocked down off the apron and into the barrier. When Redfield turned around Ximena was there, swinging with a hard right that he ducked under. Spinning her back around toward him Nick booted her in the stomach and then quickly hooked in double underhooks. YOUR SWAN SONG! Redfield hooks the leg and the referee slid in for the one, two and three!!
Winners: Redfield & Harris
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Burlington, Vermont is the city that matters tonight in all of the United States. Tonight, Spirit and Pride Wrestling hosts their own show with a name so long, it's better to just avoid the mouthful. Tonight's card is full of action but the National Championship tournament is where the attention is. With Andre Holmes defeating Rachel Redding, it's safe to say he's on a roll to becoming the next SAP National Champion. However, he faces an opponent he's had history with and who better to get to the bottom of these inquiries than SAP's resident backstage interviewer, Aleks Parker?
Transitioning from the view of the ring to a local backstage area of the Patrick Gymnasium, the angle shot shows the SAP logo along with the flat-screen TV hung in the air. Standing in front of it all is Aleks Parker holding a microphone under her chin wearing her signature blue dress and her blonde hair let down, she nods to the camera then raises the microphone up to her lips.
PARKER: "Hello ladies and gentlemen! We've saw a bunch of incredible matches but near the time we kick off the semi-finals of the SAP National Championship tournament. I am here with one of the semi-finalists, the former SAP X Champion. "Relentless" Andre Holmes!"
He steps into the camera angle with the black leather hoodie on top of his head, nearly hiding his rugged beard. Aleks smiles and he smiles for a mere second but he's ready for his match then she continues with the interview.
PARKER: "Andre, you came off a great well-earned victory against Rachel Redding. How is your confidence in the tournament after defeating one of the favorites in this tournament?"
Andre chuckles then leans in closer to speak into the microphone.
HOLMES: "My confidence was never shaken and up to this point in my life, I've proved that. I respect Rachel Redding as a competitor but this is the SAP National Tournament. In other words, the most respected championship is up for grabs and I want my name to be the one to hold it. Rachel had her chance with Cavalcade and it was a little personal victory to get revenge after being eliminated by her. Either way, I'm proud I managed to beat her and do it with an impactful statement as well. So to answer your question, I'm on cloud nine right now and my momentum just keeps getting stronger."
Strong words have never been spoken. Aleks tilts her head to the left then nods before taking the microphone back.
PARKER: "As stated before, you're in the semi-finals and you're facing Tyson Gregory. You two have had history in Gulf Coast Wrestling between yourself and Lilah Reed, tell me. Is emotions flying high for this match?"
Andre slides the hoodie off his own head then smirks at her.
HOLMES: "Emotions are always high but for this one, I'm focused. I've had little history with Tyson Gregory. In Gulf Coast Wrestling, he almost cost me the GCW Internet Championship against his little mentee, Lilah Reed. I'm not happy to face this man but I've been waiting for a while. His attitude in the ring and in professional wrestling itself is a god damn disgrace. How the hell did this man ever had an opportunity in GCW doing the things that he did?
Aleks. Let me explain this to you. In the time we were working with each other, he disrespected management, attacked wrestlers trying to end their careers and did backdoor dealings to become GCW Champion. You mean to tell me that emotions are high? Of course my emotions are high. He still deserves the ass whooping from almost ruining my greatest championship reign in GCW and thank you to SAP Wrestling for allowing that to happen."
The adamant emotions emulating from his voice made Aleks step back a little but Andre assured she's fine. She regathers herself and continues with her last question.
PARKER: "Is there anything else you want to say to Tyson Gregory before your match?"
He gently takes the microphone from her and stares into the camera.
PARKER: "Tyson Gregory. This is where your journey ends. This story you believe in of becoming SAP National Champion comes to a halt and that roadblock you can't get past. You tried to intervene in my business back in GCW and it was a dud. I'm going return to the favor in SAP and show you exactly what the fuck happens when you try to screw me over. Tonight, I beat the living shit out of you and move on to the finals of the SAP National Championship Tournament! And I do it by walking on you like a doormat."
He hands the microphone back to Aleks and storms off to walk down the narrow passageway transitioning back to the interior of the ring.
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Celeste & Sears vs. Stanton & Gamble
Celeste and Joe Stanton eagerly shake hands, as do Jessica Sears and Joe Stanton. Matthew Under the circumstances, Matthew Gamble is a little hesitant, but he does eventually shake Celeste and Jessica’s hands. The X Champion asks the North Atlantic Champion if she can start and Celeste nods. Matthew volunteers to start and Joe allows this. The referee nods, signals for the bell, and the match officially begins. Sears doesn’t dare to grapple with Gamble, knowing he will overpower her, so she sticks with an agile tactic. She runs in for a couple quick hits, evades, and runs in to repeat the process. Sears is trying to keep out of harm’s way from Gamble, nailing him with the Punch-Punch-Kick combo inspired by Solid Snake from the Metal Gear Solid franchise. Gamble stumbles, Sears backpedals, and catches him with a European uppercut. Gamble falls and Sears covers him, but he manages to power out right before the two count. After the agile tactic continues for a bit longer, Gamble’s able to feign a brawling strike, only to catch Sears off guard with a haymaker uppercut. Gamble lands a series of suplexes, including the German suplex, the belly-to-belly suplex, and the pumphandle suplex. He covers Sears, but she kicks out at two. Shaking his head, Gamble drags her to his corner and tags in Stanton. Stanton decides to continue Gamble’s trend of suplexing Sears with a bridging northern lights suplex, but Sears still manages to break out at two. Stanton doesn’t hesitate to lift Sears up and bring her back down to Earth with a butterfly suplex. He covers Sears, but Celeste decides it’s too risky and runs in to break up the pin. Stanton turns to Celeste for a moment, shakes his head, and looks back to Sears. Stanton decides to head out to the ring apron and grab the top rope just as Sears is back to her feet. He takes flight with a flying forearm smash, but somehow Sears catches him in midair and locks in the “Guardian of the Enterprise” (Cross Armbreaker Hold). Stanton’s shocked, yelling out in pain and looking to break out as soon as possible. It takes almost an entire minute before Stanton reaches the ropes and Sears releases the hold. It gives her enough time to leap and tag Celeste into the match. Celeste comes flying in, connecting to Joe with her own flying forearm smash. She follows through with a Japanese armdrag and meteora before pinning Joe, but he kicks out at two. Celeste pulls Joe to his feet, backpedals, and hits him with a running high knee. When she tries to pin him again, Matthew breaks up the count, grabs Celeste, and hits her with “Up and Over” (Wheelbarrow Suplex). This momentarily distracts Matthew as Jessica surprises him with a jumping yakuza kick that sends them both out of the ring. Joe has the opportunity to recover, lift up Celeste, and drop her with “Crossroads Blues” (Cobra Clutch Slam). However, the pin only gets him a nearfall as Celeste manages to kick out. While Jessica and Matthew continue to battle on the outside, Joe keeps the advantage for a little while longer before Celeste shocks him with her signature Roundhouse Kick. Seeing this, Jessica and Matthew return to their respective corners. Celeste is struggling to get to her corner. Joe is just a little stronger and he tags in Matthew. Before Celeste reaches Jessica, Matthew drags her away and tries to finish her off, setting up “The Big Gamble” (Jumping Reverse STO), but Celeste manages to not only escape, but counter with “Heaven’s Cloud” (Jumping Cutter). Tiredly, she rolls Matthew over and hooks the leg. Joe tries to run in to break up the count, but Jessica blocks him off and Celeste scores the three count for her team!
Winners: Celeste and Jessica Sears
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he scene once again opens in a locker room backstage, where we find Mrs. Sunshine herself, Caily Carter. Carter is wearing the new gear she debuted two shows ago, a bright yellow ensemble with cartoon smiley faces all over it. The bubbly blonde is seen pacing back and forth in front of a closed door with an anxious look on her face. She paces for a few moments, biting her fingernails for a moment; then, pulling her hand quickly from her mouth and scolding herself silently before finally speaking.
CAILEY: “Well…”
Cailey stares at the door eagerly; but, there is silence from the other side.
CAILEY: “Come on!! What do you think?”
A few more moments of silence before a muffled answer comes from behind the door. The voice is that of Cailey’s husband, and retired wrestler, Simon Lyman.
SIMON: “Let me start by reminding you that I love you...more than anything in the world.”
Cailey’s face morphs into a bubbly smile, the kind that was so full of sunshine and rainbows that you couldn’t help but feel happy when she looked at you with it.
CAILEY: “Of course. So…”
Another short pause.
SIMON: “Ummm…”
CAILEY: “Come on, you love it, right?”
A short pause; then…
SIMON: “I...love YOU!”
CAILEY: “Come on...it's fabulous and you love it!!! Come out here and let me see!!!”
Simon sighs loudly.
SIMON: “Uhhh…”
CAILEY: “Pleeeeeeeease Babe?”
There is a long pause; then, the bathroom door opens. Another pause; then, Simon slowly steps out of the bathroom. He is wearing a bright yellow shirt and bright yellow pants that have cartoon suns all over them. He is also wearing a matching bright yellow hat that says “MR. CAILEY CARTER” across the front. The look on his face is a mixture of annoyance, embarrassment and a forced smile as he looks at his wife. Cailey doesn't seem to notice as she looks back at him with a huge smile.
CAILEY: “Well…how awesome is it?!”
Simon hesitates, then…
SIMON: “You don't...think this is a bit much?”
Cailey looks him up and down, still beaming.
CAILEY: “It's perfect!!”
Simon's forced smile slips a little.
SIMON: “Well...I feel...can I be honest with you?”
CAILEY: “Of course!”
SIMON: “I feel a little... ridiculous.”
Cailey’s smile waivers slightly; but, never fades.
CAILEY: “Look, I know this may seem like a bit much; but, I know this is going to work!!! Remember when I debuted this new ring gear; and, I won? Well, tonight is the debut of my new tag team with Tegan; and, I want to make sure we have all the positive mojo on our side. You...want to see us win...don't you babe?”
Her last words are delivered with her huge, watery eyes staring deep into his, just a hint that she might cry if he says the wrong thing. Simon sighs again.
SIMON: “Of course...of course I do!! … Anything for you my angel!!!”
Cailey squeals with joy as she hops up on her tiptoes and kisses her husband repeatedly before grabbing her phone and taking a quick selfie of the two of them, not pausing to notice Simon’s forced smile.
CAILEY: “Oh...this is SOOOO going on Instagram!!!”
She giggled; then, starts skipping out of the room as she calls back to him.
CAILEY: “Come on Babe!! Tegan is waiting for us, we’re on soon!!!”
She continues skipping out of the room as Simon watches looks on in a bit of dazed disbelief. He is silent for a few moments, then…
SIMON: “Wait...I have to wear this in front of...everyone…? CAILEY!”
Simon hops to his feet and runs after his wife.
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CJ Cross vs. Geki Nitoh
It’s the next round of the National Championship Tournament and CJ Cross was taking on Geki Nitoh. Geki and CJ share a respectful handshake before the bell rings and they each take a cautious fighting stance. Geki and CJ feel each other out a bit at the start, throwing a few strikes that miss before finally the two tie up. The two of them exchange holds and counters until Geki gets the upper hand with a snapmare followed by a powerful kick to the back of CJ. Cj is quick to his feet and the two get into a bit of a strikeout with kicks that ends with CJ nailing Geki with a spinning heel kick. The two are both up on their feet soon and Geki tosses CJ with an Irish whip, he bounces back and leapfrogs over Geki, and hits the other rope, returning to be nailed in the skull with an impressive Pele kick. Geki quickly drops into a cover on CJ but Cj is quick to kick out. Geki retains control of the head as he lifts him up, quickly leveling him with a snap suplex and floating over for another pin and another quick kick out. Geki attempts another Pele kick but CJ dodges and when Geki rises CJ quickly drops him with a flowing DDT. With Geki laid out CJ quickly hops to the turnbuckle and performs an impressive moonsault, going for a cover as he lands but only getting a two count. CJ stands and waits for Geki to rise. Geki is slow up to a groggy kneeling position after the savage attack and CJ uses the opportunity to nail Geki with his powerful Enzuiguri, dropping Geki hard before he makes the cover, hooking the leg to get the three count and advancing in the National Championship Tournament.
Winner: CJ Cross
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A voice is heard in the backstage area, there’s music too like a movie soundtrack, but the shout is easily heard over it.
Female Voice: GROSS. I mean EW.
A pause.
Female Voice: THAT’S WORSE!
There’s a cackle of a laugh then, which is joined with the familiar screech of an owl, Olly flies past the stalking SAP camera, and it follows to find an open area in the back that the team of Hell Is Waiting have commandeered and set up a kind of home movie theater. There’s a very large curved screen TV set up, some comfortable looking office chairs, a small couch, a cooler with drinks and trays of snacks. On the TV? In all its cheesy glory and with the sound up, Piranha 3D! Aurora is sitting on the back of the couch and gesturing towards the screen where the Piranhas are attacking Ving Rhames’ character who has his legs eaten off.
Aurora ARE YOU KIDDING ME!
Popcorn goes everywhere as she gestures at the TV, Masaru almost falling off the couch with his laughter, which is joined by another, deeper laugh that belongs to their tag team partner for the evening, North American Champion Brendan Samuels.
Brendan Samuels: This be over the top cac… It’s feckin’ glorious.
Samuels laughed again, in his open Hawaiian shirt, sipping water whilst taking a longing look at the bottle of whiskey and Cuban cigar that lay in wait for the post match. He sat forward, raising an eyebrow at his partners for the night, one he had clear experience with due to Titans of Trios, Aurora Jansen, and one he was unfamiliar with on a personal level, Masaru.
Brendan Samuels: I take it this be yer usual prematch tradition together?
Aurora looks riveted to the screen but in a few moments the action dies down for a transition and she turns to Brendan, a slight huff of a laugh on her full lips as Masaru hops up to get more popcorn.
Aurora Well, something. Movie, video game, plotting on how I’m going to drop some poor soul on their head, you know. Something to get the adrenaline going a bit, if that makes sense.
At Brendan’s nod and laugh, she scoots over on the top of the sofa to make room.
Aurora: We’ve got time for the next big action scene according to Masaru… and then we’ve got to head up for the match. I’m looking forward to this… new faces to us, to fight, with just the right amount of seasoning to make them fun too. Without the titles on the line, this can just be pure fun, we can enjoy the competition and it doesn’t have to get ugly.
She laughs softly as he joins her and Masaru returns with the snacks, the three of them reacting to the continuing movie as the cameras cut elsewhere.
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Tyson Gregory vs. Andre Holmes
The bell rang and both of these men were eager to show what they were made of. There was a series of quick chaining that saw each man take an advantage for a short time. The action then went to their feet as both men exchanged some quick strikes before Gregory sent Andre to the mat with a clothesline. Holmes didn’t stay down long though and soon sent Tyson to the mat with a body slam followed up by a jumping elbow drop. Andre then tried to keep up the pressure but Tyson wasn’t going down easy and kept the fight going. It seemed for a while is both men were evenly matched as they each hit a series of moves but was unable to keep the other down. Finally though it was Tyson who was able to land the final blow as he connected with “The Vanish Of Hope” (Cradle Tombstone piledriver) and get the pin to advance to the finals of the National championship tournament.
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The Reeds vs. Sunshine & Face Kicks
Carter and Taylor were able to take the lead early against the well established former tag champs which surprised many. Things however took a change after Lilah gouged the eyes of Taylor. From there Charlie and Lilah isolated Tegan and worked her over. Quick tags and dirty tactics were used as they made sure Cailey couldn’t come in to help her partner. Finally The Reeds landed some serious double team moves and Lilah went for the pin. Cailey tried to break it up but Charlie cut her off and Lilah got the win.
Winners: The Reeds
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Elijah Carlson vs. Cartier
The match started off with Eli Carlson getting the upper hand by already chopping at the legs of Cartier who didn't defend herself. No checking the leg kicks or avoiding it, Eli came right out of the gate with his striking before shoving her into an unoccupied corner. She ate a Strong Clothesline digging deep into her...large chest before she fell down to the mat. Obviously the audience weren't too keen on this match being one sided but Eli was backing up what he said all week about her. The moment she tried to stand up, a Snap Suplex put her back down on the canvas then he floats over for the first pin attempt of the match resulting in only a one count. He helped her back up to her feet, took her arm and whipped her into the ropes before she rebounded only to suffer being put down again from a Swinging Neckbreaker. Cartier rolled out of the ring and fell straight down to the ringside mat. Eli followed her out of the ring then dragged her back up with a handful of hair in her grasp. She took him by the head and smashed his face on the apron edge before running him shoulder first into the steel steps. He collapsed onto his chest and she stormed over talking some harsh crap about him before rolling him into the ring. Carlson tried his best to stand but he got planted down on his chest from the Scissors Kick. She rolled him over onto his back and hooked the leg up for the pin but he kicked out at two. Cartier demanded the referee to count faster unless he tried her. Back on her feet again, she ran to the ropes behind her, rebounded and landed that Splits Legdrop cutting deep across the throat. After the pin was made, he kicked out again and frustrated her to the point she almost ripped her extensions out. Helping him back up, she took the right arm and threw him into the corner where his back slammed against the turnbuckles. Cartier charged in but Eli ducked under the arm letting Cartier slam her chest into the corner. She turned around and Eli blew her brains out from a Running Front Dropkick into the head. She fell down on her back and he climbed up to the top rope before taking flight for the Diving Double Foot Stomp into her stomach. He rolled forward onto his feet then slowly turned around with his back in the corner waiting for her to rise; Standing on her feet, he bursts out of the corner in a run straight for her then Cartier ducked putting him over her body for the signature Alabama Slam, "Staten Island Slam", in the center of the ring! One! Two! No! He kicked out and Cartier popped back on her feet shoving the referee warning him to do his job correctly. She turned back to Eli and gently dragged him up mouthing off that she was right all along. Immediately taking his right arm across her chest, the signature Inverted Russian Leg Sweep is made in the center of the ring. He quickly gets up, backs off to the corner then breaks for it the moment she stands to blow her head off once again with the finishing Sick Kick, "Red Light Special", for the pin attempt! One! Two! Three!
Winner: Elijah Carlson
Immediately following his victory over Cartier, as his theme song “From Heads Unworthy” by Rise Against was blaring over the sound system, Eli rolled himself out of the ring wincing a bit as his feet hit the floor before moving over to the time keepers table. Shoving the employee out of the way, Eli retrieved a microphone for himself before running a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath of air into his lungs as he steadied and collected himself before finally speaking.
Eli Carlson: “I told you. I TOLD YOU! This is what happens, Avery. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO FAVORS FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVEN’T EARNED A DAMN THING!”
Heaving another deep breath of air into his lungs, Eli rested one hand on his knee and took another moment to catch his breath before continuing on.
Eli Carlson: “I thought you would have learned in after what my wife and I did to C.J. and Celeste. But you didn’t. I thought you would have learned it after everything that happened in the Cavalcade match. But you didn’t. You see, there’s a line that separates me from ninety nine percent of the rest of the wrestlers not just on this roster, but in this business. People like Cartier, they don’t understand. I’m sure in a few hours you’ll see on twitter that she tried her best and she made me work for it and at the end of the day she got paid. Because that’s what all of this is about to her. It’s about money. A paycheck. And at the end of the day if she wins or she loses, it doesn’t really matter as long as she gets paid.”
Building up steam, Eli was clearly feeling more and more confident with each passing moment. Which was saying something considering the size his ego already was.
Eli Carlson: “Here’s the thing. I don’t have to worry about the paychecks. I don’t have to worry about what my bank account looks like because at the end of the day I AM THAT DAMN GOOD! This whole roster. Hell. This whole damn industry hates me because I am that good and I know it. I’m the face of this company BECAUSE I AM THAT GOOD! Week in and week out, month in and month out, I come to these shows. I walk out to this ring. And I do what I’ve said I was going to do in the days leading up to each show EVERY SINGLE TIME! Because I’m that damn good. Cartier knows it now, just like everyone else who has stood across the ring from me has come to know and find out.”
As was per usual whenever Eli decided to pick up a microphone and speak, the fans were fully against him. Boo’s were reigning down. Chants of asshole echoed around the building as fans chanted in unison. And all he could do is smile.
Eli Carlson: “In just a few moments, though, a man who hasn’t been able to come to grips with reality will come out here, stand alongside Rorie and Masaru, and he’ll play Jack Sparrow for all of you. He’ll ask you what his name is and like sheep each one of you will shout his name back at him. We’re closing in on a year that Brendan Samuels has been the man who has held the shiniest championship belt that SAP has to offer. Nick Redfield. Bloody Mary. CJ Cross. Vince Steel. Brandon Banks. Terrance Tillman. Cosmo Cooper. Jaser Cruz. Even the master of signing a contract, being handed an opportunity, failing and then disappearing herself, Fujiko. They’ve all stepped into the ring and at the end of the night that old black flag has been raised high as Brendan held off his challengers.”
Nodding his head as the fans popped for Brendan, the current reigning North American champion and the focus of Eli’s ire over the past few weeks.
Eli Carlson: “Each one of them, just like all of you, fell for the charade. They fell for the pageantry of everyone’s favorite pirate. But Brendan…. Brendan…. Brrrrreeeennnnnnddddaaaaaannnnnnn.”
Shaking his head, Eli laughed to himself and then instantly became serious.
Eli Carlson: “I see through it and, even worse for you, is that you know that I see through it. For over half a year you and I have been on a collision course. When Gabe Laroux took his ball and went to wherever the hell potatoes and their relatives go when they get tired of working, and I stepped in and gave this company the hope that it needed by inking my name to a contract. When Phe declared me as the NEW face of this company? Boy one man in particular got defensive. Sure, other people said that they should be the new face. But it was you… you Brendan… who suddenly felt the need to start proclaiming yourself as… heh… the WRESTLING.”
A roll of his eyes showed just what Eli thought of that.
Eli Carlson: “And in that moment you knew, at some point in time, it was going to be you and me standing face to face in this ring. And you knew then the same thing that you know now. You can call yourself whatever you want to. You can raise whatever flag you want to. You can claim to be the captain of this ship. These fans can cheer and chant your name. But at the end of the day… the fact of the matter is…”
Staring directly into the camera, Eli made his final point forcefully.
Eli Carlson: “Playtime is over. Daddy’s home and he’s coming for his title.”
Tossing the microphone over his head, “From Heads Unworthy” once more began to play over the public address system blending in with the chorus of boo’s as Eli began his walk backstage.
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Brendan Samuels & Hell is Waiting vs. Johnny Matthews & Killing Joke
The fans are hype and rowdy as Johnny Matthews makes his way out after Allen Chaney and Chelsea Pryce, though he takes a little exception to a group in the front row taunting him a bit, middle fingers being free and all, he takes his sweet time getting into the ring, stopping on the steps to finish his cigarette as Allen and Chels glance at each other. He flicks the butt off into space and slides between the ropes as Spirit & Pride’s Inaugural North American Champion comes out, and as he’s about halfway down the ramp the SAP Tag Team Champions, Aurora and Masaru Inoue make their way down, their theme blending with his as the fans whistle along. The referee makes a quick rundown of the rules as Johnny jaws just a bit at Brendan who gives him a wry grin as he holds up his hands and the fans chant “HIS NAME IS BRENDAN” while Aurora chuckles. She points at Matthews and mouths “DDT” at him and he breaks into a wide amused grin recalling their exchange on Twitter, drawling out ‘alright darlin’ we’ll see’ before both sides decide on a starter.
In the end Allen Chaney starts out against HIW’s Masaru, the man also holding the Gladiador del HELL title and well shit, this gets really brutal really fast. Olly the owl swoops around the ring while the pair trade off strikes, Chaney looks a bit impressed with the power behind Masaru’s kicks, seeing first hand why he’s known as one of the most deadly kick strikers around today as Masaru laces his strong legs and torso with wicked smacking kicks. Chaney is no joke either despite his team’s moniker, weathering this assault that has Matthews wary as they get into the ropes, he hot tags in for Allen though and Chaney shoves free of Inoue’s clinch, lifting him up for a huge Powerbomb but quickly exiting before the referee can warn him. Johnny lifts Masaru up for a big Inverted Headlock Backbreaker, but as he goes for a lazy pin he suddenly rears back as he accidentally impaled his hand on one of Inoue’s piercings! Whoops.
The fight continues though as Masaru breaks loose and tags in Brendan, the popular sailor coming over the top rope and wading into the fight with the infamous man from Corpus Christi, the pair trading off moves in a highly exciting and impactful fashion that have the fans cheering and on their feet. Johnny gets ahead as he catches Samuels off the ropes with his Center Ring Screwdriver (Inverted Exploder Suplex) but this nets him only a two as Brendan throws the shoulder up! He gets an upper hand after they kip up and drops Matthews with his Slingshot Brainbuster, the Immram Buster gaining him a two count in return but here’s Chelsea in to break it up with Moonsault! She goes to lay the boots on the downed Brendan and clips Matthews a few times too before he gets firmly out of the way and rolls to his feet with a bit of a glare! Allen slides into the ring seeing this ‘just in case’ and well that’s all Aurora and Masaru need to join into the fun, Masaru hitting a Buzzsaw Kick on Chelsea as Aurora hits a Diving Tornado DDT on Johnny as he comes to his feet!
And now the referee is pissed, he’s trying to regain order as the two teams fight and threatens to throw this match out if they don’t come correct. Well then. Aurora and Chelsea lock eyes as they both go to their corners, Brendan is back on his feet and facing off with the still legal Johnny who is a little coltish on his legs, Allen and Masaru are grinning and oh boy this doesn’t bode well for somebody, right? The match action is back after Brendan hits a Bridging Northern Lights Suplex but Johnny breaks out at two, and he gets a pair of good stiff kicks on Samuels before he backs up looking for the Hungover Blues, but what’s this, Chelsea Pryce tags herself in and she goes for a Jumping Curb Stomp! WHOA! Brendan is writhing on the mat but as she smirks and drops for the pin she suddenly shrieks as she’s whirled bodily around and slammed to the mat with an Inverted DDT from Aurora who dusts her hands off after she kips up before the referee orders her out of the ring, she protests and says that Matthews is legal and the referee says no, there was a tag!
Aurora makes a disgusted face and throws her hands up in the air, and she moves to the turnbuckles to taunt Chelsea as she rises, throwing her hands out to the sides as the fans chant “HELLO MY FREAKY DARLING!” Aurora laughs until Pryce screams in rage and charges her, tackling her off the turnbuckles and they fight in the ropes! Bren sits up and shakes his head and the referee breaks them apart and sends them off to their sides. Both sides do a decent pick up after this, back and forth with HIW and Killing Joke both getting solid moments of double team efforts and smooth tags, and both teams also working great with their thirds for the night, both Brendan and Johnny shining in the third portion of the match much to the growing delight of the fans. Matthews almost gets a three on Aurora after he hits a Bartender's Special (Pumphandle Brainbuster Suplex), but no, she gets her foot on the ropes! He’s sure it’s three and argues with the referee a bit, nearly spitting on him but he controls himself, only to get whipped around into Aurora’s To Be Named (Evenflow DDT) and she too almost gets three but NO! Matthews kicks out!
Here we go again as a series of hot tags ensues, each team trying to keep a fresher person in, but Matthews says something to Samuels and the pair start shoving, Allen tags himself in and fights with Brendan, Masaru tags himself in and Matthews and Samuels clash again, flipping out of the ring over the top rope as Chelsea grabs it and low-bridges it for her partner, she goes over the top for a Tope Con Hilo and wipes out Bren, the pair high five and then here’s Aurora with a Senton over the ropes and everyone is down on the floor! Chelsea is up having only been clipped and she throws Aurora into the steps, she goes for a stomp and Aurora moves as Matthews and Samuels are brawling around the announcer’s table! In the ring Masaru sets up for his devastating Shin Kick, the Kill Shot and catches Chaney flush. He makes the cover and Chelsea tries to slide into the ring but Aurora is able to grab her leg right before she can get to Masaru allowing him to get the three count.
Winners: Samuels & Hell is Waiting
“Come on!
“That all you got!?”
The words echo backstage as the camera crew approaches, to find DA #TROLL GUY, Mariano Fernandez, and CJ Cross in a very heated competition… only in the form of a videogame match taking place backstage - more specifically, Street Fighter V. By the looks of it, CJ seems to be on the losing end of things by the determined look on his face and the mashing of the buttons.
CJ: You’re just getting lucky!
The camera continues to focus on the two as CJ’s determination turns into a smirk as he believe he is going to mount his comeback.
CJ: See that!? That’s just a taste of things to come! Never count me out!
Mariano: “GAH-!”
Down Mariano’s Ryu goes, his health now critical, but Mariano manages to stand him up and block a follow-up CJ attack.
In the meanwhile, Trixie and Celeste look behind the couch where both of them are sitting, a clear annoyance visible on their faces.
Trixie: Why did you let CJ bring his game console thing with him, Cels?
Celeste glances over at the men and then back at Trixie before she speaks up in an annoyed tone.
Celeste: You know CJ.. Telling him to leave his games is like telling him to cut out the gummy bears.
As the camera focuses on the girls, CJ can be heard in the background.
CJ: SON OF A…
Celeste: CJ!
Mariano raises both fists, as CJ has just lost a round.
Mariano: “Survey says, SCORE ONE...for DA #TROLL GUY.”
He winks and mouths a “problem?” as he gives CJ a trollface, but there’s no malice in his voice nor his eyes.
Mariano: “Round 2 now, mang. Get ready!”
CJ shakes off his loss before he turns back to the TV with the controller firmly in his grasp.
CJ: I’m ready to take you down!
Trixie: So how are you and CJ going along? Must be nearing your anniversary of when you two got together, right?
Celeste: That actually happened back in March.. Time sure does fly.
She said with a smile a before glancing over at CJ. She is not sure how she put up with him for a year, nor would she trade the time spent together.
Celeste: Maybe one day he will look at me like he does his video games.
CJ: I heard that… TAKE THAT MANNY….Love you!
Celeste: That to me or Manny?
CJ: You of course! Why ya gotta be like that? Maybe when we both have gold you will respect me more.
He spoke in a joking manner as Celeste does the same.
Celeste: Oh shut up and play your game.
Manny, in the meanwhile, is having trouble responding to CJ’s relentless attack.
Mariano: “God DAMNIT MANG!”
He mashes the buttons like there’s no tomorrow, but then Trixie and Celeste, nodding in unison at each other, move to them.
Trixie: Watch this…
She says and walks on over as quietly as she can to the boys as they start their round and puts her hands over Manny’s eyes.
Mariano: “WAAAAAH! What the-!?”
And he’s utterly unable to block or do anything, as CJ’s final strike brings his character down, winning him the other round.
Trixie: You'll have to be better than that Manny for our opponents on Monday…
CJ: Yeah Manny!
He spoke in a kidding tone knowing he only won due to Trixie’s interference.
Trixie: CJ knows…
Mariano looks at Trixie, his hands trembling with an exaggerated anger.
Mariano: “Triiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiixiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…!”
But then he looks away, somewhat embarrassed, then back at her, CJ and Celeste again.
Mariano: “Hmph! But I guess you have a point, mang. We AIN’T letting the Zombie Vice Squad take our glory!”
After that, he begins to think, with his hand on his chin.
Mariano: “Speaking of that, mang - Who are these Holocene guys? All I know is they’ve lost to the Sadboiz, and well - they ain’t ever got a win at least since I arrived here on SAP.”
He then pumps his fist.
Mariano: “And I’ll be damned if I let those milk-drinkers Vince Steel and Terrence Tillman get the best of either of us again, chica.”
Trixie: Yes. After Vince and my match I've never really been a fan of them. Attacking me like he did.
Mariano: “Bunch of snowberries can’t win a god damned match so they get themselves disqualified all the time, mang.”
Trixie: You've faced them too, right, CJ?
CJ: Vince Steele? Yeah I have! He’s dumber than he looks, I know that seems impossible but it is!
Celeste: He is not all that bad…
CJ: He’s nice to you because you have a rockin’ bod babe.
Mariano: “We’ll make them regret the day they decided to mess with us, mang. And if Holocene gets in the way we might as well take them the hell down with the Fam.”
He surreptitiously looks at the game screen, where the final round is still up. He taps CJ on the shoulder and nods with his head towards the screen.
Mariano: “But first, chico - there’s the final round we gotta do!”
CJ: If you’re ready to lose this quickly, then let’s get to it! Pardon us ladies!
Trixie: I'll play for Manny this round. Cels can play for CJ…
Mariano smiles, and motions for Trixie to sit down. When she does, he leans next to her, holding her by the shoulders.
Mariano: “Alright, mang - quick guide. These ones are for punches, these for kicks, you move with these. (he motions to the analog sticks, then he whispers at her ear) “Rotate this one to the right, then press a punch button, you’re gonna launch a fireball.”
Trixie looks visibly confused by it.
Trixie: That's already too complicated. I thought I'd just press a button and do cool things.
Celeste nudges her way near CJ and takes the controller before she speaks.
Celeste: Watch out dear, you aren't a video gamers girlfriend and don't learn a few things!
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McFadden & Jenkins vs. Rigas & Kalomoira
While the match started out competitive it quickly became one sided. Despite never teaming before West and Desy found a groove over the established team. West really stood out as the mvp of the match. He was even the one to finish the match as he caught Rigas with the “Roulette Wheel” (Flying Wheel Kick to pin).
Winners: McFadden & Jenkins
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Hours before the show, in the parking deck east of the Patrick Gymnasium, Johnny Matthews is lost in thought behind the wheel of Sinister. His face is shadowed by the Stetson fedora atop his head, eyes are hidden by blacked-out Aviators lenses and a cigarette dangles in his lips. Thick, heavy smoke fills the cab, slowly billowing out through the cracked window. Glancing to his right, he snarls.
Soon, there will be a confrontation.
Soon, he would be settling up.
Parked beside him, a black Cadillac Escalade, stretched with tinted windows. The fact that they were here, disgusted him. The fact that he was having to collect on a debt because they had failed, infuriated him. Especially, considering whom he was going to collect from.
It felt like an eternity, but wasn't that long at all before the old blue Ford pulled in on the other side and parked to the left of Sinister. Matthew Gamble, the good ol’ boy from Tennessee had arrived; now, everyone was present. Gamble owes Matthews money and he has for awhile. Disappearing had done Gamble no good; sooner than later, he was going to need to work. Working for Matthews’ wife in Texas only protected him so long as she kept Johnny out of her building.
Which is where ‘they’ had failed.
Matthews threw his driver's door open and dropped down out of his truck. Gamble was already coming around the rear of his truck.
Gamble: Look, I know why ya here an’ I gots your money…
Shaking his head, Matthews held up his hand, shushing Gamble. From the Escalade, Fat Saul rounded the rear of Sinister, coming up behind Gamble. In tow, four-hundred twenty pounds of The Beast.
Gamble: Come on, Johnny. I swear, I gots your money, please…
Trucks on each side, standing between Matthews and Saul with Beast, Gamble was stuck.
Matthews: You have my fucking money?
Gamble: Yes.
Matthews: Give it to me…
Gamble: Well…
Matthews: Well, fucking nothing. Give me my mother-fucking money you deadbeat asshole!
Matthews motioned and Beast had Gamble pressed hard against his own truck. Two gigantic hands tight around his throat, Gamble gasped and pleaded incoherently.
Matthews: I hashtag, bet on Gamble, and I lost because of you. In a fucking parking lot brawl, you allowed some little flippity shit beat you. I want my fucking money. There will be no working this shit off. You will give me the cash or else.
Beast lifts Gamble’s feet further from the blacktop. As Gamble’s face turns red to purple, Matthews taps Beast on his shoulder and he releases Gamble. Crumbling to the ground, Gamble gasps and chokes.
Matthews: This is what being the good guy gets you. Beat up in the ring…
Saul: ...or parking lot…
Matthews: ...and in debt to the wrong people.
Gamble: Whatcha want me to do?
Matthews kneels, bending his knees. In Gamble’s face, the coffin nail in Matthews’ crooked, yellow grin glows bright cherry-red.
Matthews: I want you to pay me, Boy. To do that, I'm going to need you to start winning. You win and give me the fucking payout, I'll allow you to continue breathing.
Gamble chokes on the smoke as Matthews releases it directly in his face.
Matthews: You miss a payment, you will fucking suffer. You miss two payments, you'll wish your ass were dead. You miss three payments, well, don't miss three fucking payments, Boy.
Matthews stands back up and helps Gamble back to his feet. Matthews dusts Gamble off and straightens his shirt for him. Reaching into the bed of his truck, Matthews retrieves his gym bag. Throwing it over his shoulder he walks to the rear end of the vehicles before turning around.
Matthews: I want you to manage him Saul. He needs some guaranteed victories, by pretty much any means necessary. And…
Matthews hesitates. Some of the things he has recently tweeted heavy on his words.
Matthews: Don't go easy on them because they are ‘girls’. Celeste is no joke and Jess has embarrassed me twice in that same ring. Win, Boy. However you have to, you had better fucking win.
Saul: We got this.
Gamble: I can do this wit’out Saul.
Matthews: No, you can't. You have no fucking choice. You will get me my money.
Matthews walks away. While Saul and Gamble have a tag team match to prepare for, he has his own match to worry about.
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Lennox Daniels vs. Stone Hendrix
This match started out quick and to the fans enjoyment. Stone was looking to keep his good fortune going. Lennox was looking to get her first win in her return to SAP. Stone started out hot but Lennox was able to turn the tides in her favor. After a few minutes of cat and mouse Lennox started to strike and that was Stone’s downfall as Lennox picked up the pin.
Winner: Lennox Daniels
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Backstage Crew Member: “Mister Maverick, we are concerned.”
Ollie Maverick is in his Mega Man themed tights and boots and his ‘TRASH PANDA 4 LYFE’ t-shirt. He seems to be looking for something but stops abruptly when he realizes he is being watched by a crew member and a cameraman.
Backstage Crew Member: “You aren’t…looking for a raccoon are you? There isn’t a wild animal loose backstage again?”
Ollie Maverick: “Nnnnnnnnnnope. Just doing my usual pre-match ritual. I do a few crunches, stretch out a little bit, and then I wander around with a piece of deli turkey in my hand while making a clicking noise. I’m pretty sure that’s how nine out of ten wrestlers get ready for matches. Learn the business bro.”
Backstage Crew Member: “Right… Look, sir. Your cameraman is here and….AH!”
The member of the backstage crew releases a rather unmanly shriek as a small animal walks between his legs, past him, and climbs up the leg of Ollie Maverick who gives him the piece of Turkey to nibble on.
Ollie Maverick: “Hey! It’s Rocket! Who I was always aware of the whereabouts of! How ya doin little guy?”
Rocket noms on his turkey and shiftily eyes both the crew member and the cameraman.
Backstage Crew Member: “Anyway….uh….your cameraman is here. I’m gonna go… make sure I didn’t poop myself…”
The crew member leaves and Ollie waves goodbye. Rocket mimics Ollie’s actions and waves his little furry paw. Ollie turns to the camera.
Ollie Maverick: “Hey there everbuddy! It’s Ollie! The man with the Sickest of Kicks that puts Braces on Faces. I am on a streak! I’ve been undefeated since arriving here in SAP and man does it make me feel all tingly inside! Like I ate a big handful of pop rocks and down a delicious Fresca. What kind of soda is Fresca again? I feel like I know this. I’m literally drinking Fresca all the time and I feel like I should remember this.” Ollie says.
“Anywho, my opponent this week is Jaser Cruz. Reality Star, wrestler, and I’m sure a good dude! His only misfortune going onto this match is that he, like all people, has a face that is vulnerable to kicks. That puts him at the same disadvantage that almost the entirety of the world is at but history has shown it is one hell of a disadvantage to have. Not to brag or anything but everyone agrees that Ollie Maverick is so slick you’d swear he was using a Game Genie. From what I understand Jaser is on a bit of a losing streak and I am fersure not looking to trade places with him so when that bel rings? You are getting the full service Ollie Maverick treatment. There will be flips. There will be spins. There will be a winner and it’s a safe bet that winner will be The 16-Bit Superstar.” Ollie says. Rocket settles into Ollie’s arms and closes his eyes, seeming to start falling asleep. Ollie gives a big thumbs up and a smile before wandering off screen. There is a pause and the scene starts to fade out but stops as Ollie pops his head back in.
“It’s grapefruit. I just remembered Fresca is a grapefruit soda. Grapefruit and Lime.” Ollie says.
“That sounds right, right?” Ollie says to Rocket. Rocket just makes a noise as he was unhappy about being woken up and Ollie walks away with him.
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Ollie Maverick vs. Jaser Cruz
Jaser Cruz came out of the gate swinging with offensive measures straight onto Ollie. He took him down with a Snap Suplex and the referee counted it as a one from the early kickout. Helping him back up, he whipped Ollie into the ropes and rebounded Roundhouse Kick into the jaw stunning him before spiking him on top of his head from the Snap DDT. Another pin was made and Ollie kicked out at two before Cruz got up and walked over to the nearest corner. When Ollie got up, he charged into him but Maverick countered his run with an Hurricanrana into the corner letting him flip into it back first. His opponent rolled backwards to his feet and Ollie launched off the canvas for an Enziguiri Kick into the head rocking him on his feet. A powerful STO left him down on the mat near the corner for him to climb up and attempting the Shooting Star Splash but Jaser had his knees up to counter the landing. He quickly helped himself and Ollie up before whipping him into the ropes for the signature "faceJam" in the center of the ring. Unfortunately, the pin attempt was unsuccessful and Jaser was pissed. Just as he helped Ollie from behind, he tried to go for the Snapmare but Ollie pushed him a few steps ahead for the finishing Tornado Kick, "360 No-Scope!", move! One, Two, Three! Ollie Maverick scores the win!
Winner: Ollie Maverick
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The scene opens backstage at the Patrick Gymnasium in Burlington, Vermont. The camera opens to a zoomed in shot of the GWA Global Championship title belt. The camera pans back to show the belt on the waist of Tyson Gregory, who has a big grin on his face. Tyson, who is already dressed in his ring gear and a red sleeveless Anderson’s Fighting Systems shirt, unhooks the championship belt and drapes it over his left shoulder, taking a moment to look at it proudly. His eyes turn and lock onto the camera, the grin still on his face.
Tyson Gregory: Last night at Lincoln Financial Field in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, I outlasted four top contenders in an elimination match to be the first ever GWA Global Champion. Names like Becky Balfour, Tyberius King, Xavier Laroux and Andy Garrison stood in my path and I went through them on my way to winning this championship here. All the way to adding my fourth top title reign to my still young career. But you know what they say, there’s no rest for the wicked…
Tyson shrugs slightly and smirks at the camera again.
Tyson Gregory: But tonight isn’t about the GWA, it’s not about what happened last night and it’s not about me being content just being the GWA Global Champion. Tonight is about Spirit And Pride. Tonight is about that National Championship Tournament and my advancing in it. I am still hungry for gold, for glory. You see this shoulder right here? The one without a championship draped over it? It’s jealous of the other shoulder that gets to be the resting place for the GWA Global Championship. I am all in to get that SAP National Championship to rest on that empty shoulder and be a dual champion, to be the fucking standard here in SAP of what a damn champion should be. Hell, I already won the SAP Tag Team Championships my first run here and was so dominate we had to drop them just to let the other teams feel like they have a chance here. But I’m not doing that here in SAP during this run, I am here to kick ass, take names and win championships.
He adjusts the championship belt on his shoulder and shakes his head.
Tyson Gregory: And who do they put in my way? One barely speed bump that figured I was nothing more than a smoke break for him and in the end? That bitch was making excuses for not getting the job done. You see, I don’t make excuses, I give reasons and facts on why I am one of the best fucking wrestlers on the planet today! But now I have Andre Holmes standing in my way on the path to facing the winner of Geki Nitoh and CJ Cross for the SAP National Championship… You see Andre and I have only, at best, exchanged words. You see, we never exchanged punches or kicks, suplexes or body slams but we have some history out there. Back when Gulf Coast Wrestling was open, he was a mainstay there and won several mid level championships…
He gives a soft, sarcastic golf clap.
Tyson Gregory: I was barely there for more than two months and I made a giant impact by taking the fight right to Cosmo Cooper and Leela Watts. I beat Cosmo and earned my shot at the GCW Championship and I fucking won it. Two months Andre… That’s all it took me to eclipse your entire time in Gulf Coast. You understand that Andre? Maybe you get that better than you let on since you’ve barely said shit about this match leading up to it. Now, I know trash talking and all that doesn’t mean shit when the bell rings but let’s break this down a bit shall we? You weren’t set to face me at any point during my run in Gulf Coast but you kept talking and tweeting at me like no other. You kept talking shit and talking shit and talking shit when NONE of it had anything to do with you. And now, we are set to face and I get one single tweet from you? I get the equivalent of a head nod for this match. You know what that says to me? You know this is my match to win, that this is my tournament to win and you figure, why say a thing about it when you can put all your eggs into the CWC United States Championship basket like you have?
Tyson just shakes his head and sighs.
Tyson Gregory: That’s the difference between me and some like you, Andre… I’m an all in type, when I go to do something, I am one hundred percent into it. It’s one of the reasons why I have this championship here and it’s one of the reasons why I am going to walk into the National Championship Tournament Semifinals against you and move on to the National Championship Tournament Finals. But don’t feel down Andre, you’ll just be another one added to the list of names that have fallen at the hands of Tyson Fuckin’ Gregory.
A sly smirk comes to Tyson’s face before he pats the faceplate of the GWA Global Championship, turns and walks off camera.
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Da Trixteam & Zombie Vice Squad vs. The Fam & Holocene
This match never got off the ground. Before the bell even rung The Fam and Holocene attacked their opponents. The fight spilled out into the crowd and got wild. Manny and Trixie started to rally back against Holocene and that started the turn. Soon ZVS was mounting an attack and it looked like the tides were going to turn. Then Braddock accidentally hit Steel while aiming for Kowloon and it broke down even further. Next thing you know all four teams were brawling with each other. The fight headed back to the ringside area and Trixie used a dive that took down everyone. Security was finally brought out to separate everyone.
Winner: No Contest
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In the backstage area set up in the Patrick Gymnasium for Spirit and Pride’s show, the cameras find Nora Harris as she’s doing some stretches and limbering up, doing a few high kicks that are pretty impressive due to her small stature too. As she’s going through the routine she whips around and a movement along with a loud WHOA startles her and she drops to a defensive stance, her big eyes however light on her tag team partner for the evening, Nick Redfield as he’s reared back so as not to get hit with one of her kicks! Nora blushes a little and waves at him as she relaxes, bouncing on the toes of her boots with all of the energy she has.
Nora Harris: Oops sorry about that Nick, got a little carried away.
She pauses, her expression dimming just a tiny bit.
Nora Harris: Did you see that Claire and Ximenia won the World Crown Syndicate Tag Team titles? Wow… I mean… I’m not nervous! You’re a really cool guy and I know we can really have a great match out there tonight.
Despite her words, Nora does look a little nervous, nibbling her lower lip. Nick chuckles as he extends his hand outward and places it on her shoulder.
Nick Redfield: I’ve teamed with them before, they are one heck of a tag team for sure. But I’ve also teamed with you, and I know what we are capable of doing together inside that ring. It’s going to be challenge, but I think we’re up to the task!
He adds a comforting smile as he looks her square in the eyes. Nora sighs, but then takes a deep breath and nods.
Nora Harris: This… is a good thing then. I think we’re going to be better than they think, because we both know we have the other’s back and sure, they are impressive but they also have been doing a LOT, including all that travel so they could be there for that show. Which isn’t to say it’s going to put them at a huge disadvantage, but… it might.
She nods again, and exhales, off on a little tangent.
Nora Harris: It’s so weird, I’m not usually this nervous! I mean sure it’s true that I get super excited about stuff and just explode with all the excitement but…
Nora pauses and laughs.
Nora Harris: And there I went!
Nick takes a moment to respond, pondering something before shrugging his shoulders and breaking the silence with another slight chuckle.
Nick Redfield: Advantage or no disadvantage, I believe in us. I believe in our heart and I believe in our determination to win at all costs. I believe in your ability to kick some poor unsuspecting fool’s head clear off their shoulders. And I believe in my joy of dropping that same poor fool on the top of their dome for sport. What might come of this opportunity tonight? Who knows. But our opponents have positioned themselves as two very pivotal members of the WCS circle now and maybe, just maybe...a victory for us tonight could position us to usurp that spot from them and clutch some WCS gold ourselves!
Nora’s face practically lights up as she listens to Nick and she nods, bouncing in place with her full bright energy restored. She does a little fist pump and grins at him.
Nora Harris: YEAH! I hadn’t even thought about that part!
She laughs a little and calms, shaking her head before she smiles at him again.
Nora Harris: Thanks Nick, you’re good at this whole pep talk thing.
Nick Redfield: I’ve taken enough beatings as of late, so I’ve kinda had no choice but to improve in that department for my own sake.
He tries to laugh off the admission as he rubs the back of his neck.
Nick Redfield: This game is full of ups and downs. We may not have planned to be teamed up together, but I truly believe we can knock SAP on its backside and light the tag division on fire. We started this all a few weeks ago…
He extends his hand to his partner.
Nick Redfield: ...What do you say we keep the momentum rolling tonight?
Nora shakes his hand firmly and grins.
Nora Harris: I say, you’re on!
The duo turn and head off screen, ready for their big tag match later tonight. Our scene fades.
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BGTL vs. Redfield & Harris
Kicking off further tag team action is a contest between BGTL taking on Nick Redfield and Nora Harris. Things start out well for the ladies of BGTL with Claire isolating Nora in their corner with repeated chops before tagging Ximena in, who swiftly got into the ring and stomped Nora down to a seated position as Ximena tagged back out. Into the ring came Claire once more, charging across to the opposite side of the ring before sprinting toward the downed Harris. Before Claire could connect with a vicious running knee to the side of Nora’s head, Harris fell to the side, leaving Claire to slam knee first into the turnbuckle pad. Scrambling to get across the ring to her partner, Harris crawled on her hands and knees. But before she could get there Ximena slipped into the ring and brought things to a halt by running and driving her forearm into Redfield’s jaw, knocking him down off of the ring apron to the floor. Distracted by Ximena being in the ring, the referee tried to usher her out. At the same time, Claire, having recovered turned as Nora was getting back to her feet and The Claire Bitch Project. Immediately she went for the cover but the referee was still focused on getting Ximena out of the ring. Both women started frantically shouting for him but it wasn’t until Ximena was back in her corner fully that the referee turned around and went for the count. Before the three could fall, though, Redfield slid into the ring and broke up the pinfall attempt. As Redfield returned to his corner both Claire and Nora began crawling toward their respective partners as the crowd began to clap, encouraging Nora to make the tag. Claire managed to tag Ximena back into the match first but a half second later Nora was able to dive and tag Nick into action. Redfield burst through the ropes and caught Ximena with a lariat that turned her inside out. He then leapt into the air and hit a standing dropkick on Claire, who had just stood back up on the ring apron and was hoping for some rest. Instead she was knocked down off the apron and into the barrier. When Redfield turned around Ximena was there, swinging with a hard right that he ducked under. Spinning her back around toward him Nick booted her in the stomach and then quickly hooked in double underhooks. YOUR SWAN SONG! Redfield hooks the leg and the referee slid in for the one, two and three!!
Winners: Redfield & Harris
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Burlington, Vermont is the city that matters tonight in all of the United States. Tonight, Spirit and Pride Wrestling hosts their own show with a name so long, it's better to just avoid the mouthful. Tonight's card is full of action but the National Championship tournament is where the attention is. With Andre Holmes defeating Rachel Redding, it's safe to say he's on a roll to becoming the next SAP National Champion. However, he faces an opponent he's had history with and who better to get to the bottom of these inquiries than SAP's resident backstage interviewer, Aleks Parker?
Transitioning from the view of the ring to a local backstage area of the Patrick Gymnasium, the angle shot shows the SAP logo along with the flat-screen TV hung in the air. Standing in front of it all is Aleks Parker holding a microphone under her chin wearing her signature blue dress and her blonde hair let down, she nods to the camera then raises the microphone up to her lips.
PARKER: "Hello ladies and gentlemen! We've saw a bunch of incredible matches but near the time we kick off the semi-finals of the SAP National Championship tournament. I am here with one of the semi-finalists, the former SAP X Champion. "Relentless" Andre Holmes!"
He steps into the camera angle with the black leather hoodie on top of his head, nearly hiding his rugged beard. Aleks smiles and he smiles for a mere second but he's ready for his match then she continues with the interview.
PARKER: "Andre, you came off a great well-earned victory against Rachel Redding. How is your confidence in the tournament after defeating one of the favorites in this tournament?"
Andre chuckles then leans in closer to speak into the microphone.
HOLMES: "My confidence was never shaken and up to this point in my life, I've proved that. I respect Rachel Redding as a competitor but this is the SAP National Tournament. In other words, the most respected championship is up for grabs and I want my name to be the one to hold it. Rachel had her chance with Cavalcade and it was a little personal victory to get revenge after being eliminated by her. Either way, I'm proud I managed to beat her and do it with an impactful statement as well. So to answer your question, I'm on cloud nine right now and my momentum just keeps getting stronger."
Strong words have never been spoken. Aleks tilts her head to the left then nods before taking the microphone back.
PARKER: "As stated before, you're in the semi-finals and you're facing Tyson Gregory. You two have had history in Gulf Coast Wrestling between yourself and Lilah Reed, tell me. Is emotions flying high for this match?"
Andre slides the hoodie off his own head then smirks at her.
HOLMES: "Emotions are always high but for this one, I'm focused. I've had little history with Tyson Gregory. In Gulf Coast Wrestling, he almost cost me the GCW Internet Championship against his little mentee, Lilah Reed. I'm not happy to face this man but I've been waiting for a while. His attitude in the ring and in professional wrestling itself is a god damn disgrace. How the hell did this man ever had an opportunity in GCW doing the things that he did?
Aleks. Let me explain this to you. In the time we were working with each other, he disrespected management, attacked wrestlers trying to end their careers and did backdoor dealings to become GCW Champion. You mean to tell me that emotions are high? Of course my emotions are high. He still deserves the ass whooping from almost ruining my greatest championship reign in GCW and thank you to SAP Wrestling for allowing that to happen."
The adamant emotions emulating from his voice made Aleks step back a little but Andre assured she's fine. She regathers herself and continues with her last question.
PARKER: "Is there anything else you want to say to Tyson Gregory before your match?"
He gently takes the microphone from her and stares into the camera.
PARKER: "Tyson Gregory. This is where your journey ends. This story you believe in of becoming SAP National Champion comes to a halt and that roadblock you can't get past. You tried to intervene in my business back in GCW and it was a dud. I'm going return to the favor in SAP and show you exactly what the fuck happens when you try to screw me over. Tonight, I beat the living shit out of you and move on to the finals of the SAP National Championship Tournament! And I do it by walking on you like a doormat."
He hands the microphone back to Aleks and storms off to walk down the narrow passageway transitioning back to the interior of the ring.
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Celeste & Sears vs. Stanton & Gamble
Celeste and Joe Stanton eagerly shake hands, as do Jessica Sears and Joe Stanton. Matthew Under the circumstances, Matthew Gamble is a little hesitant, but he does eventually shake Celeste and Jessica’s hands. The X Champion asks the North Atlantic Champion if she can start and Celeste nods. Matthew volunteers to start and Joe allows this. The referee nods, signals for the bell, and the match officially begins. Sears doesn’t dare to grapple with Gamble, knowing he will overpower her, so she sticks with an agile tactic. She runs in for a couple quick hits, evades, and runs in to repeat the process. Sears is trying to keep out of harm’s way from Gamble, nailing him with the Punch-Punch-Kick combo inspired by Solid Snake from the Metal Gear Solid franchise. Gamble stumbles, Sears backpedals, and catches him with a European uppercut. Gamble falls and Sears covers him, but he manages to power out right before the two count. After the agile tactic continues for a bit longer, Gamble’s able to feign a brawling strike, only to catch Sears off guard with a haymaker uppercut. Gamble lands a series of suplexes, including the German suplex, the belly-to-belly suplex, and the pumphandle suplex. He covers Sears, but she kicks out at two. Shaking his head, Gamble drags her to his corner and tags in Stanton. Stanton decides to continue Gamble’s trend of suplexing Sears with a bridging northern lights suplex, but Sears still manages to break out at two. Stanton doesn’t hesitate to lift Sears up and bring her back down to Earth with a butterfly suplex. He covers Sears, but Celeste decides it’s too risky and runs in to break up the pin. Stanton turns to Celeste for a moment, shakes his head, and looks back to Sears. Stanton decides to head out to the ring apron and grab the top rope just as Sears is back to her feet. He takes flight with a flying forearm smash, but somehow Sears catches him in midair and locks in the “Guardian of the Enterprise” (Cross Armbreaker Hold). Stanton’s shocked, yelling out in pain and looking to break out as soon as possible. It takes almost an entire minute before Stanton reaches the ropes and Sears releases the hold. It gives her enough time to leap and tag Celeste into the match. Celeste comes flying in, connecting to Joe with her own flying forearm smash. She follows through with a Japanese armdrag and meteora before pinning Joe, but he kicks out at two. Celeste pulls Joe to his feet, backpedals, and hits him with a running high knee. When she tries to pin him again, Matthew breaks up the count, grabs Celeste, and hits her with “Up and Over” (Wheelbarrow Suplex). This momentarily distracts Matthew as Jessica surprises him with a jumping yakuza kick that sends them both out of the ring. Joe has the opportunity to recover, lift up Celeste, and drop her with “Crossroads Blues” (Cobra Clutch Slam). However, the pin only gets him a nearfall as Celeste manages to kick out. While Jessica and Matthew continue to battle on the outside, Joe keeps the advantage for a little while longer before Celeste shocks him with her signature Roundhouse Kick. Seeing this, Jessica and Matthew return to their respective corners. Celeste is struggling to get to her corner. Joe is just a little stronger and he tags in Matthew. Before Celeste reaches Jessica, Matthew drags her away and tries to finish her off, setting up “The Big Gamble” (Jumping Reverse STO), but Celeste manages to not only escape, but counter with “Heaven’s Cloud” (Jumping Cutter). Tiredly, she rolls Matthew over and hooks the leg. Joe tries to run in to break up the count, but Jessica blocks him off and Celeste scores the three count for her team!
Winners: Celeste and Jessica Sears
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he scene once again opens in a locker room backstage, where we find Mrs. Sunshine herself, Caily Carter. Carter is wearing the new gear she debuted two shows ago, a bright yellow ensemble with cartoon smiley faces all over it. The bubbly blonde is seen pacing back and forth in front of a closed door with an anxious look on her face. She paces for a few moments, biting her fingernails for a moment; then, pulling her hand quickly from her mouth and scolding herself silently before finally speaking.
CAILEY: “Well…”
Cailey stares at the door eagerly; but, there is silence from the other side.
CAILEY: “Come on!! What do you think?”
A few more moments of silence before a muffled answer comes from behind the door. The voice is that of Cailey’s husband, and retired wrestler, Simon Lyman.
SIMON: “Let me start by reminding you that I love you...more than anything in the world.”
Cailey’s face morphs into a bubbly smile, the kind that was so full of sunshine and rainbows that you couldn’t help but feel happy when she looked at you with it.
CAILEY: “Of course. So…”
Another short pause.
SIMON: “Ummm…”
CAILEY: “Come on, you love it, right?”
A short pause; then…
SIMON: “I...love YOU!”
CAILEY: “Come on...it's fabulous and you love it!!! Come out here and let me see!!!”
Simon sighs loudly.
SIMON: “Uhhh…”
CAILEY: “Pleeeeeeeease Babe?”
There is a long pause; then, the bathroom door opens. Another pause; then, Simon slowly steps out of the bathroom. He is wearing a bright yellow shirt and bright yellow pants that have cartoon suns all over them. He is also wearing a matching bright yellow hat that says “MR. CAILEY CARTER” across the front. The look on his face is a mixture of annoyance, embarrassment and a forced smile as he looks at his wife. Cailey doesn't seem to notice as she looks back at him with a huge smile.
CAILEY: “Well…how awesome is it?!”
Simon hesitates, then…
SIMON: “You don't...think this is a bit much?”
Cailey looks him up and down, still beaming.
CAILEY: “It's perfect!!”
Simon's forced smile slips a little.
SIMON: “Well...I feel...can I be honest with you?”
CAILEY: “Of course!”
SIMON: “I feel a little... ridiculous.”
Cailey’s smile waivers slightly; but, never fades.
CAILEY: “Look, I know this may seem like a bit much; but, I know this is going to work!!! Remember when I debuted this new ring gear; and, I won? Well, tonight is the debut of my new tag team with Tegan; and, I want to make sure we have all the positive mojo on our side. You...want to see us win...don't you babe?”
Her last words are delivered with her huge, watery eyes staring deep into his, just a hint that she might cry if he says the wrong thing. Simon sighs again.
SIMON: “Of course...of course I do!! … Anything for you my angel!!!”
Cailey squeals with joy as she hops up on her tiptoes and kisses her husband repeatedly before grabbing her phone and taking a quick selfie of the two of them, not pausing to notice Simon’s forced smile.
CAILEY: “Oh...this is SOOOO going on Instagram!!!”
She giggled; then, starts skipping out of the room as she calls back to him.
CAILEY: “Come on Babe!! Tegan is waiting for us, we’re on soon!!!”
She continues skipping out of the room as Simon watches looks on in a bit of dazed disbelief. He is silent for a few moments, then…
SIMON: “Wait...I have to wear this in front of...everyone…? CAILEY!”
Simon hops to his feet and runs after his wife.
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CJ Cross vs. Geki Nitoh
It’s the next round of the National Championship Tournament and CJ Cross was taking on Geki Nitoh. Geki and CJ share a respectful handshake before the bell rings and they each take a cautious fighting stance. Geki and CJ feel each other out a bit at the start, throwing a few strikes that miss before finally the two tie up. The two of them exchange holds and counters until Geki gets the upper hand with a snapmare followed by a powerful kick to the back of CJ. Cj is quick to his feet and the two get into a bit of a strikeout with kicks that ends with CJ nailing Geki with a spinning heel kick. The two are both up on their feet soon and Geki tosses CJ with an Irish whip, he bounces back and leapfrogs over Geki, and hits the other rope, returning to be nailed in the skull with an impressive Pele kick. Geki quickly drops into a cover on CJ but Cj is quick to kick out. Geki retains control of the head as he lifts him up, quickly leveling him with a snap suplex and floating over for another pin and another quick kick out. Geki attempts another Pele kick but CJ dodges and when Geki rises CJ quickly drops him with a flowing DDT. With Geki laid out CJ quickly hops to the turnbuckle and performs an impressive moonsault, going for a cover as he lands but only getting a two count. CJ stands and waits for Geki to rise. Geki is slow up to a groggy kneeling position after the savage attack and CJ uses the opportunity to nail Geki with his powerful Enzuiguri, dropping Geki hard before he makes the cover, hooking the leg to get the three count and advancing in the National Championship Tournament.
Winner: CJ Cross
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A voice is heard in the backstage area, there’s music too like a movie soundtrack, but the shout is easily heard over it.
Female Voice: GROSS. I mean EW.
A pause.
Female Voice: THAT’S WORSE!
There’s a cackle of a laugh then, which is joined with the familiar screech of an owl, Olly flies past the stalking SAP camera, and it follows to find an open area in the back that the team of Hell Is Waiting have commandeered and set up a kind of home movie theater. There’s a very large curved screen TV set up, some comfortable looking office chairs, a small couch, a cooler with drinks and trays of snacks. On the TV? In all its cheesy glory and with the sound up, Piranha 3D! Aurora is sitting on the back of the couch and gesturing towards the screen where the Piranhas are attacking Ving Rhames’ character who has his legs eaten off.
Aurora ARE YOU KIDDING ME!
Popcorn goes everywhere as she gestures at the TV, Masaru almost falling off the couch with his laughter, which is joined by another, deeper laugh that belongs to their tag team partner for the evening, North American Champion Brendan Samuels.
Brendan Samuels: This be over the top cac… It’s feckin’ glorious.
Samuels laughed again, in his open Hawaiian shirt, sipping water whilst taking a longing look at the bottle of whiskey and Cuban cigar that lay in wait for the post match. He sat forward, raising an eyebrow at his partners for the night, one he had clear experience with due to Titans of Trios, Aurora Jansen, and one he was unfamiliar with on a personal level, Masaru.
Brendan Samuels: I take it this be yer usual prematch tradition together?
Aurora looks riveted to the screen but in a few moments the action dies down for a transition and she turns to Brendan, a slight huff of a laugh on her full lips as Masaru hops up to get more popcorn.
Aurora Well, something. Movie, video game, plotting on how I’m going to drop some poor soul on their head, you know. Something to get the adrenaline going a bit, if that makes sense.
At Brendan’s nod and laugh, she scoots over on the top of the sofa to make room.
Aurora: We’ve got time for the next big action scene according to Masaru… and then we’ve got to head up for the match. I’m looking forward to this… new faces to us, to fight, with just the right amount of seasoning to make them fun too. Without the titles on the line, this can just be pure fun, we can enjoy the competition and it doesn’t have to get ugly.
She laughs softly as he joins her and Masaru returns with the snacks, the three of them reacting to the continuing movie as the cameras cut elsewhere.
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Tyson Gregory vs. Andre Holmes
The bell rang and both of these men were eager to show what they were made of. There was a series of quick chaining that saw each man take an advantage for a short time. The action then went to their feet as both men exchanged some quick strikes before Gregory sent Andre to the mat with a clothesline. Holmes didn’t stay down long though and soon sent Tyson to the mat with a body slam followed up by a jumping elbow drop. Andre then tried to keep up the pressure but Tyson wasn’t going down easy and kept the fight going. It seemed for a while is both men were evenly matched as they each hit a series of moves but was unable to keep the other down. Finally though it was Tyson who was able to land the final blow as he connected with “The Vanish Of Hope” (Cradle Tombstone piledriver) and get the pin to advance to the finals of the National championship tournament.
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The Reeds vs. Sunshine & Face Kicks
Carter and Taylor were able to take the lead early against the well established former tag champs which surprised many. Things however took a change after Lilah gouged the eyes of Taylor. From there Charlie and Lilah isolated Tegan and worked her over. Quick tags and dirty tactics were used as they made sure Cailey couldn’t come in to help her partner. Finally The Reeds landed some serious double team moves and Lilah went for the pin. Cailey tried to break it up but Charlie cut her off and Lilah got the win.
Winners: The Reeds
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Elijah Carlson vs. Cartier
The match started off with Eli Carlson getting the upper hand by already chopping at the legs of Cartier who didn't defend herself. No checking the leg kicks or avoiding it, Eli came right out of the gate with his striking before shoving her into an unoccupied corner. She ate a Strong Clothesline digging deep into her...large chest before she fell down to the mat. Obviously the audience weren't too keen on this match being one sided but Eli was backing up what he said all week about her. The moment she tried to stand up, a Snap Suplex put her back down on the canvas then he floats over for the first pin attempt of the match resulting in only a one count. He helped her back up to her feet, took her arm and whipped her into the ropes before she rebounded only to suffer being put down again from a Swinging Neckbreaker. Cartier rolled out of the ring and fell straight down to the ringside mat. Eli followed her out of the ring then dragged her back up with a handful of hair in her grasp. She took him by the head and smashed his face on the apron edge before running him shoulder first into the steel steps. He collapsed onto his chest and she stormed over talking some harsh crap about him before rolling him into the ring. Carlson tried his best to stand but he got planted down on his chest from the Scissors Kick. She rolled him over onto his back and hooked the leg up for the pin but he kicked out at two. Cartier demanded the referee to count faster unless he tried her. Back on her feet again, she ran to the ropes behind her, rebounded and landed that Splits Legdrop cutting deep across the throat. After the pin was made, he kicked out again and frustrated her to the point she almost ripped her extensions out. Helping him back up, she took the right arm and threw him into the corner where his back slammed against the turnbuckles. Cartier charged in but Eli ducked under the arm letting Cartier slam her chest into the corner. She turned around and Eli blew her brains out from a Running Front Dropkick into the head. She fell down on her back and he climbed up to the top rope before taking flight for the Diving Double Foot Stomp into her stomach. He rolled forward onto his feet then slowly turned around with his back in the corner waiting for her to rise; Standing on her feet, he bursts out of the corner in a run straight for her then Cartier ducked putting him over her body for the signature Alabama Slam, "Staten Island Slam", in the center of the ring! One! Two! No! He kicked out and Cartier popped back on her feet shoving the referee warning him to do his job correctly. She turned back to Eli and gently dragged him up mouthing off that she was right all along. Immediately taking his right arm across her chest, the signature Inverted Russian Leg Sweep is made in the center of the ring. He quickly gets up, backs off to the corner then breaks for it the moment she stands to blow her head off once again with the finishing Sick Kick, "Red Light Special", for the pin attempt! One! Two! Three!
Winner: Elijah Carlson
Immediately following his victory over Cartier, as his theme song “From Heads Unworthy” by Rise Against was blaring over the sound system, Eli rolled himself out of the ring wincing a bit as his feet hit the floor before moving over to the time keepers table. Shoving the employee out of the way, Eli retrieved a microphone for himself before running a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath of air into his lungs as he steadied and collected himself before finally speaking.
Eli Carlson: “I told you. I TOLD YOU! This is what happens, Avery. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO FAVORS FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVEN’T EARNED A DAMN THING!”
Heaving another deep breath of air into his lungs, Eli rested one hand on his knee and took another moment to catch his breath before continuing on.
Eli Carlson: “I thought you would have learned in after what my wife and I did to C.J. and Celeste. But you didn’t. I thought you would have learned it after everything that happened in the Cavalcade match. But you didn’t. You see, there’s a line that separates me from ninety nine percent of the rest of the wrestlers not just on this roster, but in this business. People like Cartier, they don’t understand. I’m sure in a few hours you’ll see on twitter that she tried her best and she made me work for it and at the end of the day she got paid. Because that’s what all of this is about to her. It’s about money. A paycheck. And at the end of the day if she wins or she loses, it doesn’t really matter as long as she gets paid.”
Building up steam, Eli was clearly feeling more and more confident with each passing moment. Which was saying something considering the size his ego already was.
Eli Carlson: “Here’s the thing. I don’t have to worry about the paychecks. I don’t have to worry about what my bank account looks like because at the end of the day I AM THAT DAMN GOOD! This whole roster. Hell. This whole damn industry hates me because I am that good and I know it. I’m the face of this company BECAUSE I AM THAT GOOD! Week in and week out, month in and month out, I come to these shows. I walk out to this ring. And I do what I’ve said I was going to do in the days leading up to each show EVERY SINGLE TIME! Because I’m that damn good. Cartier knows it now, just like everyone else who has stood across the ring from me has come to know and find out.”
As was per usual whenever Eli decided to pick up a microphone and speak, the fans were fully against him. Boo’s were reigning down. Chants of asshole echoed around the building as fans chanted in unison. And all he could do is smile.
Eli Carlson: “In just a few moments, though, a man who hasn’t been able to come to grips with reality will come out here, stand alongside Rorie and Masaru, and he’ll play Jack Sparrow for all of you. He’ll ask you what his name is and like sheep each one of you will shout his name back at him. We’re closing in on a year that Brendan Samuels has been the man who has held the shiniest championship belt that SAP has to offer. Nick Redfield. Bloody Mary. CJ Cross. Vince Steel. Brandon Banks. Terrance Tillman. Cosmo Cooper. Jaser Cruz. Even the master of signing a contract, being handed an opportunity, failing and then disappearing herself, Fujiko. They’ve all stepped into the ring and at the end of the night that old black flag has been raised high as Brendan held off his challengers.”
Nodding his head as the fans popped for Brendan, the current reigning North American champion and the focus of Eli’s ire over the past few weeks.
Eli Carlson: “Each one of them, just like all of you, fell for the charade. They fell for the pageantry of everyone’s favorite pirate. But Brendan…. Brendan…. Brrrrreeeennnnnnddddaaaaaannnnnnn.”
Shaking his head, Eli laughed to himself and then instantly became serious.
Eli Carlson: “I see through it and, even worse for you, is that you know that I see through it. For over half a year you and I have been on a collision course. When Gabe Laroux took his ball and went to wherever the hell potatoes and their relatives go when they get tired of working, and I stepped in and gave this company the hope that it needed by inking my name to a contract. When Phe declared me as the NEW face of this company? Boy one man in particular got defensive. Sure, other people said that they should be the new face. But it was you… you Brendan… who suddenly felt the need to start proclaiming yourself as… heh… the WRESTLING.”
A roll of his eyes showed just what Eli thought of that.
Eli Carlson: “And in that moment you knew, at some point in time, it was going to be you and me standing face to face in this ring. And you knew then the same thing that you know now. You can call yourself whatever you want to. You can raise whatever flag you want to. You can claim to be the captain of this ship. These fans can cheer and chant your name. But at the end of the day… the fact of the matter is…”
Staring directly into the camera, Eli made his final point forcefully.
Eli Carlson: “Playtime is over. Daddy’s home and he’s coming for his title.”
Tossing the microphone over his head, “From Heads Unworthy” once more began to play over the public address system blending in with the chorus of boo’s as Eli began his walk backstage.
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Brendan Samuels & Hell is Waiting vs. Johnny Matthews & Killing Joke
The fans are hype and rowdy as Johnny Matthews makes his way out after Allen Chaney and Chelsea Pryce, though he takes a little exception to a group in the front row taunting him a bit, middle fingers being free and all, he takes his sweet time getting into the ring, stopping on the steps to finish his cigarette as Allen and Chels glance at each other. He flicks the butt off into space and slides between the ropes as Spirit & Pride’s Inaugural North American Champion comes out, and as he’s about halfway down the ramp the SAP Tag Team Champions, Aurora and Masaru Inoue make their way down, their theme blending with his as the fans whistle along. The referee makes a quick rundown of the rules as Johnny jaws just a bit at Brendan who gives him a wry grin as he holds up his hands and the fans chant “HIS NAME IS BRENDAN” while Aurora chuckles. She points at Matthews and mouths “DDT” at him and he breaks into a wide amused grin recalling their exchange on Twitter, drawling out ‘alright darlin’ we’ll see’ before both sides decide on a starter.
In the end Allen Chaney starts out against HIW’s Masaru, the man also holding the Gladiador del HELL title and well shit, this gets really brutal really fast. Olly the owl swoops around the ring while the pair trade off strikes, Chaney looks a bit impressed with the power behind Masaru’s kicks, seeing first hand why he’s known as one of the most deadly kick strikers around today as Masaru laces his strong legs and torso with wicked smacking kicks. Chaney is no joke either despite his team’s moniker, weathering this assault that has Matthews wary as they get into the ropes, he hot tags in for Allen though and Chaney shoves free of Inoue’s clinch, lifting him up for a huge Powerbomb but quickly exiting before the referee can warn him. Johnny lifts Masaru up for a big Inverted Headlock Backbreaker, but as he goes for a lazy pin he suddenly rears back as he accidentally impaled his hand on one of Inoue’s piercings! Whoops.
The fight continues though as Masaru breaks loose and tags in Brendan, the popular sailor coming over the top rope and wading into the fight with the infamous man from Corpus Christi, the pair trading off moves in a highly exciting and impactful fashion that have the fans cheering and on their feet. Johnny gets ahead as he catches Samuels off the ropes with his Center Ring Screwdriver (Inverted Exploder Suplex) but this nets him only a two as Brendan throws the shoulder up! He gets an upper hand after they kip up and drops Matthews with his Slingshot Brainbuster, the Immram Buster gaining him a two count in return but here’s Chelsea in to break it up with Moonsault! She goes to lay the boots on the downed Brendan and clips Matthews a few times too before he gets firmly out of the way and rolls to his feet with a bit of a glare! Allen slides into the ring seeing this ‘just in case’ and well that’s all Aurora and Masaru need to join into the fun, Masaru hitting a Buzzsaw Kick on Chelsea as Aurora hits a Diving Tornado DDT on Johnny as he comes to his feet!
And now the referee is pissed, he’s trying to regain order as the two teams fight and threatens to throw this match out if they don’t come correct. Well then. Aurora and Chelsea lock eyes as they both go to their corners, Brendan is back on his feet and facing off with the still legal Johnny who is a little coltish on his legs, Allen and Masaru are grinning and oh boy this doesn’t bode well for somebody, right? The match action is back after Brendan hits a Bridging Northern Lights Suplex but Johnny breaks out at two, and he gets a pair of good stiff kicks on Samuels before he backs up looking for the Hungover Blues, but what’s this, Chelsea Pryce tags herself in and she goes for a Jumping Curb Stomp! WHOA! Brendan is writhing on the mat but as she smirks and drops for the pin she suddenly shrieks as she’s whirled bodily around and slammed to the mat with an Inverted DDT from Aurora who dusts her hands off after she kips up before the referee orders her out of the ring, she protests and says that Matthews is legal and the referee says no, there was a tag!
Aurora makes a disgusted face and throws her hands up in the air, and she moves to the turnbuckles to taunt Chelsea as she rises, throwing her hands out to the sides as the fans chant “HELLO MY FREAKY DARLING!” Aurora laughs until Pryce screams in rage and charges her, tackling her off the turnbuckles and they fight in the ropes! Bren sits up and shakes his head and the referee breaks them apart and sends them off to their sides. Both sides do a decent pick up after this, back and forth with HIW and Killing Joke both getting solid moments of double team efforts and smooth tags, and both teams also working great with their thirds for the night, both Brendan and Johnny shining in the third portion of the match much to the growing delight of the fans. Matthews almost gets a three on Aurora after he hits a Bartender's Special (Pumphandle Brainbuster Suplex), but no, she gets her foot on the ropes! He’s sure it’s three and argues with the referee a bit, nearly spitting on him but he controls himself, only to get whipped around into Aurora’s To Be Named (Evenflow DDT) and she too almost gets three but NO! Matthews kicks out!
Here we go again as a series of hot tags ensues, each team trying to keep a fresher person in, but Matthews says something to Samuels and the pair start shoving, Allen tags himself in and fights with Brendan, Masaru tags himself in and Matthews and Samuels clash again, flipping out of the ring over the top rope as Chelsea grabs it and low-bridges it for her partner, she goes over the top for a Tope Con Hilo and wipes out Bren, the pair high five and then here’s Aurora with a Senton over the ropes and everyone is down on the floor! Chelsea is up having only been clipped and she throws Aurora into the steps, she goes for a stomp and Aurora moves as Matthews and Samuels are brawling around the announcer’s table! In the ring Masaru sets up for his devastating Shin Kick, the Kill Shot and catches Chaney flush. He makes the cover and Chelsea tries to slide into the ring but Aurora is able to grab her leg right before she can get to Masaru allowing him to get the three count.
Winners: Samuels & Hell is Waiting