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Coup de Grace III

Plaza de Toros Calafia

Mexicali, Baja California, Mexico

11, 500

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[The sound of heavy wind blows through the parking structure outside of the Plaza de Toros Calafia, the camera was moving down one of the deeper levels that connected to the building, until the shuffling sounds of feet caught its attention.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

Hold up!

 

[The man was Perry Wallace, and he was chasing after the current Union Battleground Champion, Dakota Smith - who was already dressed for his match and making his way towards the arena with his belt on his shoulder. Perry was hurrying up behind him, but it would appear that they did not show up together.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

I SAID HOLD THE FUCK UP! I MEAN GODDAMN MAN!

 

[Dakota eventually stops walking forward, smirking to himself as he waits for the more portly man to catch up. Once Perry does catch up, he takes a few seconds to catch his breath.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

God damn…. I…. I needa lay off all the ass… I been eatin’.... Oh god…I think im gonna’ die….  And I got you this. 

 

[Once he composed himself, Wallace pulled a rather large looking sombrero from behind his back and placed it on The Butcher’s head, who looked none to pleased about any of this. As Perry looks at Dakota, dressed for his war against Williams, wearing a sombrero, he couldn’t help but to bust up in laughter.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

It’s Perfect!

 

DAKOTA SMITH

I wish you would die. 

 

PERRY WALLACE

Calm the eff, down! Me too bee-tee-dubs.

 

[As Wallace says this he removes the Union Battleground championship from Dakota’s shoulder and puts it on his own.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

So this is what it’s like to be Dakota Smith…

 

[Perry looks down to the championship on his shoulder before his eyes slowly look back up to Dakota.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

Minus all the blood and gore obviously. I don’t have the fucking stomach for that shit.

 

[Looking back down to the championship, Perry thinks to himself for a short moment as Dakota looks on in silence, rather annoyed in fact.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

This is what it feels like to be a goddamn champion… Of Union Battleground.

 

[Again, his eyes look up to Dakota.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

It isn’t quite 4CW and it sure as shit isn’t the 4CW Championship, but I have to give it to the guys at the network. Right now, this belt right here is where it’s at since my balls are in a vice with Adrenaline not operating since they can’t take a fucking joke about tape delays.

 

[He tries his best to remain focused and serious, but in Perry fashion he can’t help but turn to the camera as a smirk slowly stretches across his face. With the sombrero still on his head, Dakota snatches his championship back from Wallace, and continues walking forward - forcing Perry to keep up with him.]

 

DAKOTA SMITH

Really got your balls in a vice doesn’t he Perry? It’s all fine though… As long as I hold this, we control his company… Every show, every announcement, every corner of Union Battleground will be drenched in the face of Union… Dakota… Fucking… Smith… And I’ll even bring you along for the ride my piggly wiggly… Because what is a butcher without his prized hog? 

 

[Chuckling underneath his breath, Dakota lets the Union Battleground Championship fall from his shoulder and onto the ground, as he drags it behind him.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

Mother fucker they shut my shit down and I can’t do a goddamn thing about it because of some gay ass piece of paper I signed to bring Adrenaline over to the Battleground Network. Probably my fault for not paying attention to the fine print or not having a lawyer with me but let’s not get into that right now. I want to see the crown jewel of the network burn right to the fucking ground. And you’re the one mother fucker that can do it with me.

 

DAKOTA SMITH

Patience Wallace, fucking patience! I’m not stopping anytime soon, I won’t put down this blade until every single maggot is squirming underneath my boot… And then it lights out for the entire industry! Union Battleground! Yamashi Pro! Anywhere there is talent, anywhere there meat, I will sink my fluckin’ teeth into until there is nothing left but bone. But none of that happens if I can’t slaughter the first little hen that decides to test the waters by leaving the flock… Tonight is going to be something special, the first rumbles of a sinkhole before it takes an entire city… The animals are always the first to go… And Bryan Williams is walking into the slaughter. 

 

[The fat man chuckles hearing Dakota’s opponents name for the night, the challenger to the Union Championship in Omertà’s possession.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

The goddamn chicken man.

 

[Looking like a full blown regard, Perry starts to motion his arms up and down pretending to be a chicken.]

 

PERRY WALLACE

Adrenaline might not be happening anytime soon but I can still make his life a living hell tonight, and anyone who decides to step to the challenge of fighting to get back what Union Battleground lost to the only 4CW Grand Slam Champion!

 

[Pausing for a moment, Dakota looks back over his shoulder at Perry, giving him a confused look from underneath his sombrero, as if Perry had just had a stroke.]

 

DAKOTA SMITH

Wanna’ try that one again champ? 

 

PERRY WALLACE

Did I stutter?

 

[Chuckling underneath his breath, The champion continues walking forward, with Wallace not too far behind.]

 

DAKOTA SMITH

No… No you didn’t.

 

[Entering the building, Dakota lets the Union Battleground Championship slip from his fingertips and onto the ground. Wallace is quick to pick it up and place it back on his own shoulder, giving a rather smug grin and side eye combination to the camera. As the two make their way deeper into the building Dakota speaks his last few words, eyes focused forward - to what's ahead.]

 

DAKOTA SMITH

Tonight the chicken man gets flucked, and the two of us? We do something bigger than 4CW, we start the fire… That will see every place burn. It's time to finish what we started all of those years ago… Tonight… 

 

PERRY WALLACE

Everything dies. 

[At the conclusion of the opening montage, we transition to a captivating aerial view of the ring, with a gray canvas and blue event logo in the center. A breathtaking pyrotechnics display ignites all through the arena to encapsulate an all round intoxicating aura. Camera angles pan throughout the crowd to catch the excitement of the fans in attendance.]

[The camera finally transitions to ringside, where the one and only Dante Reed resides solo for the night.]

DANTE REED

Ladies and gentlemen, we at live exclusively on the Battleground Network here at the birthplace of Union Battleground, the Plaza de Toros Calafia, and this is Coup de Grace III! Hello everyone, Dante Reed here with you as always and it's finally here, the season three finale event! So much has been built to this night and it all culminates here in Mexicali, Baja California, Mexico. We have every championship on the line tonight as well as contender matches, to grudge matches, and a true test of will. 

[Dante takes a moment to pause before continuing on.]

 

DANTE REED

To kick things off, we have a triple threat match to determine the number one contender to the War Horse Championship. Anna Daniels, Willie Pete, and the returning Cyrus Riddle will battle it out to see who is next in line for a shot at the strap. Who they face will be determined later in the night as Kaelan Laughlin takes on Wendy Wynne. Both of these women have been on a solid hot streak in singles competition and a win here tonight in the Battleground’s biggest stage will surely elevate the victor to a new level. 

[Another pause as Dante looks over his notes.]

 

DANTE REED

Also on deck, we have the rematch between Daniel MacNamara and Johnny Vachon in a No Más Match! In their first meeting, MacNamara secured the victory, but east satisfied with it. Now Vachon has a chance to even the score in a match that is sure to turn ugly in a hurry. No pinfalls, no submissions, just two words to end this contest. 

[Dante shakes his head who is hyped for that match.]

 

DANTE REED

And speaking of rematches, the Battalion Champions, The Zombie Clan, will put their titles in the line as they take on The Hellcat Spangled Death Squad. These team's are no strangers to one another, in fact, they know each other better than quite possibly any other team. Aoki, Fukushima, Lisa, and Ana have thrown down in a countless combination in multiple promotions all across the world. Both teams know their opponents’ tendencies, their strategies, and their breaking points. We are all waiting with baited breath to see tonight if The Hellcats can reclaim their gold or if this is the dawning of a new age for the Battalion Division led by The Zombie Clan.

[A split chant for The Zombies and Hellcats begins from a group of fans in the front row just behind Dante and he turns to acknowledge their allegiances.]

 

DANTE REED

And then later in the evening, we have a match between two competitors that have been intertwined together in some form or fashion. Whether it was being within the final four of Guerrilla Warfare, or two of the three competitors competing to become the number one contender for the Union Battleground Championship, or hell, even in a failed recruitment bid, Indi Rhyder and James Radford are very well acquainted with one another, and tonight they square off one on one. 

[Again, Dante takes a pause to let his words sink in before continuing on.]

 

DANTE REED

In the Co-Main Event, the notorious Kaven Drell once again puts his title and unbeaten Battleground record on the line as he takes on a debuting competitor, and yet a familiar face, Brodie! These two did some time in Valor Pro before their closure, and now it's spilled over to the Battleground. Can Brodie be the next big thing and take a page out of the playbook of Kaven Drell with a monumental debut championship win, or will Drell continue his reign of domination and add another name to the ever-growing list of adversaries to fall at his hands?

[You guess it, another pause. Dante looks especially hyped for the match he just announced, but now looks to be getting antsy for his final briefing.]

 

DANTE REED

Then finally, our Main Event of the evening pits two 4CW household names against one another for the Union Battleground Championship. Dakota Smith and Bryan Williams were among the final four competitors in Guerrilla Warfare to crown a new champion, and we all know how that played out. Through all of the bloodbath and violence, ”The Butcher” Dakota Smith was the last man standing and claimed the vacant Union Battleground Championship. Since then, Bryan Williams has made it his mission, his call of duty if you will, to climb back up and earn his shot. Between the constant social media spats and the ambush attacks across the globe, it's all built up to this point for the final clash! So with that, let me quit rambling on because we're going to switch gears backstage where I'm told the one and only Bobby Benson has a few words he'd like to say.

[The scene opens inside of an official Union Battleground interview station, with the company’s logo hanging on the wall to complete the frame. Standing at its center is the Manager of Manager’s, Bobby Benson, megaphone in hand and looking confident as ever in his loud purple suit. He nods at seeing his cue and looks directly into the camera excitedly.]

BOBBY BENSON
Tonight we will see two of my charges in action. Willie Pete will be vying to be the #1 Contender to the War Horse Championship in a fatal four way, and James Radford will be taking on Indi Rhyder in a bitter feud that has shaped up since Guerrilla Warfare!

[Bobby nods, starting to pace a bit, his tone changing from excitement to sour.]

BOBBY BENSON
I have supreme confidence that my men will do whatever is necessary to secure their victories here tonight, but I’m not here to talk about James Radford and Willie Pete…

[Benson pauses, turning a sly grin at the lens.]

BOBBY BENSON
No…I’m here to talk about Bryan Williams.

[Bobby suddenly becomes animated, turning to face the camera gain and wagging his finger vehemently.]

BOBBY BENSON
Bryan Williams, I told you after the events of Lights Out #36 that I would hound you wherever you go, and I guess seeing is believing! You may have won your match in [R]ev Pro’s Main Event, but afterwards how did my megaphone feel upside your cranium? You think just because you parade around here with a rooster head that everyone is supposed to just bow out of your way like the madman that you are, but not The Benson Family!

[Bobby sneers, shaking his head, eyes wild.]

BOBBY BENSON
You might have won your opportunity here tonight for the Union Battleground Championship, but it doesn’t end there. I realize that Dakota Smith is in very good hands when it comes to Perry Wallace, but I’m here to tell you and the world that TONIGHT…One Time Only…Dakota Smith is going to also have the services of one Bobby Benson!

[Bobby grins wickedly, gripping his jacket by the lapels and puffing his chest out.]

BOBBY BENSON
You see, Bryan, whether you, Dakota, or Perry like it or not, I’m personally involved in this. It isn’t even about getting one of my clients in the top spot anymore. That’s just going to be a biproduct. No, I’m going to make it my motto, my credo, my religion…TO DESTROY BRYAN WILLIAMS AND END HIS CAREER!

[Bobby’s outburst brings him right up to the camera, looking absolutely ridiculous as all 160 pounds of him tries to appear imposing.]

BOBBY BENSON
And if you still aren't convinced, Bryan…just wait till the Main Event!

[With that Benson cackles in the way a Bond villain would while the scene fades into the next segment.]

ANNA DANIELS
Waaaaaarrrrhorse.

[The word drawls out of the mouth of Anna Daniels like it’s part of a foreign language she’s yet to get a taste of. She stares at herself blankly as it is said, giving blush to her reflection.]

ANNA DANIELS
Waaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrhorse.

[Another bare blank. She doesn’t look away from the reflection at all as she raises a hand. Without hesitation, a gloved hand gives her a nice cup of tea. This action is not acknowledged except for the setting down of the fine china. She sips. Gulps.]

ANNA DANIELS
Warhorse?

[For a moment, her puzzler starts to puzz until a slight smirk slips on her face. The side eye she give to the form beside her is not...completely dismissive.]

ANNA DANIELS
It doesn’t take much to turn a workhorse into a warhorse, does it? Both carry the weight.

[It is at this point that we actually see the servant. Or rather not see? It is clearly humanoid in stature. Wear clothes. Stands tall. But there’s nothing there otherwise, a blank canvas. No features on its face and no words to speak. Indeed, it does not speak. It simply stands patiently as the master babbles.]

ANNA DANIELS
They learn to carry it at an early age, no matter the pedigree. It’s just in a different form, that’s all. And we know both forms better than anyone. We are the War and the harvest, the blood and the grain, the warrior and the farmer. Everything. We carry it all already. So what is there to fear from the temporary?

[The smirk turns into a smile as she rises. Her arms spread, clothed in a different color as the blank figure and its equally blank comrades gather the finishing touches. The robes of heliotrope slipped on, the silver headpiece slapped on last. There is a reason for this. All of this.]

ANNA DANIELS
One is filled with his false bravado handed to him by another. The man with the mirror whispering little fancies in his ear. Mister Riddle believes them because he has to in order to pull himself back onto his feet. Everybody’s done it, so we feel for him. But ultimately, what it boils down to is if he can carry that weight. Such a fragile man, not yet reforged, cannot. Another pretends to know anything but can’t even get something simple as a name right. He repeats clichés that others have said before, proving himself to be a weak ass rerun of a weak ass rerun. Willie Pete may have some skill. But it is paaaaaaiiiinfully clear that he quite prefers to bumble around a battleground, flinging dung at folks with machine guns.

[And yes, even Anna can’t help but mimic the rat-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta of said gun. To their credit, the minions try their hand and ducking and dodging the invisible bullets. One of them must’ve gotten hit in the process and it backs into a wall and slowly slides down. The others freeze in place, not knowing exactly what to do. The Muse, however, can be a generous master at times as she pats it on the head. She nods.]

ANNA DANIELS
Let them say what they will, yes?

[Part of the group thunders out with her. The other part stays with their comrade. Nobody gives a fuck about the camera.]

[There’s an obvious sense of urgency in Willie’s movements backstage as his match is right around the corner. He’s been searching high and low for the last forty five minutes. He’s storming down a hallway right now opening doors and shouting. He stops a backstage staffer/nobody and pulls him up by the collar with both hands.]

WILLIE PETE
Where is she?!

BACKSTAGE NOBODY
Who?

WILLIE PETE
Oh you know who, don’t play games!

[Willie’s throwing himself around like he’s The Terminator searching for Sarah Connor. He tosses the Backstage nobody into the wall to his left and keeps walking. He’s pushing doors open again; he disturbs wrestlers prepping for the night’s event. He doesn’t care. After what happened just days ago, he has a singular mission.]

WILLIE PETE
Come on out, I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to talk!

[Willie calls out to no one in particular. Now he’s going as far as checking broom closets and trash cans. He’s desperate. Honestly it’s a bit difficult to tell whether or not he’s legit gone mad or if he’s playing it up for the camera. Either way, he’s not making any friends as he blows doors open indiscriminately. Finally, Bobby Benson comes running around the corner and confronts Willie.]

BOBBY BENSON
Willie, baby, we have a match coming up! We don’t have time for this!

WILLIE PETE
I don’t care about the match! That and I’m being very dramatic and deliberate right now and I don’t want to come down off this high!

BOBBY BENSON
Look, let’s go have our match, show off for the fans who absolutely love you, and then I’ll help you find her. How’s that sound?

WILLIE PETE
Nope. You go out there and wrestle for me.

[Bobby’s eyes grow wide at the thought of that. He stammers a bit before he speaks again.]

BOBBY BENSON
What? I can’t? Wait Willie. Just wait a second, let me think!

[Bobby stands there thinking. Willie grows more and more antsy.]

WILLIE PETE
I can’t wait here…waiting for you to think! I have to find her. I’m basically John Wayne in The Searchers right now, well of course without the murdering, but you get the idea!

[Bobby snaps out of it.]

BOBBY BENSON
Oh, The Searchers. Incredible film. True John Ford masterpiece. I love it.

[With the same intensity, Willie replies.]

WILLIE PETE
Well that’s great! Glad you like it too! Maybe I’ll have you over some time and we can watch it together! Bring popcorn!

BOBBY BENSON
Look, go out there and wrestle and I’ll keep looking for her and we’ll meet up when it’s all said and done and we’ll find her together, ok?

[Willie lets out a sigh.]

WILLIE PETE
Fine! But you better actually look for her. Don’t just walk around pretending you’re looking for her.

BOBBY BENSON
Pretend? I would never pretend to do anything!

[Finally, with Willie cooperating, the two head back to his locker room for final preparations before the match, which is moments away.]

[The arena comes alive as the crowd’s anticipation grows for the first match of the evening. Red and white fireworks erupt suddenly along the top of the coliseum. The lights dim briefly coming back to full life. Four red Union Battleground stars sit in each corner of the ring. Suddenly, they lift up simultaneously to reveal the Networks new fleet of filming drones. They fly up then around in different corners of the large building with no roof.] 

 

DANTE REED

Alright ladies and gentlemen, we are all set for our first contest of the night. Let's flip it over to Mike Dempsey standing inside the ring. 

 

[The arena suddenly goes dark. A video suddenly pops up on the screen showing a TARDIS hurtling through space. This doesn’t last very long as space gives way to the incomparable Time Vortex. Whether it comes from the long forgotten past for the far flung future doesn’t matter so much as the blue box bops around for a spell amongst the madness, sometimes closer to the camera or farther away. Finally, it seems to make up its mind and speeds up intensely towards the end of the tunnel. It gets closer and just when you think you’ll see what’s on the other end, there is a blinding flash. And in that light, you swear you hear its constant groaning.]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

The following battle is scheduled for one fall, and it's to determine the number one contender to the Union Battleground War Horse Championship! Introducing first, standing 5’7” and weighing in at 135 pounds, from Fascination Street, she is ”The Time Lord” Anna Daniels! 

 

[The blinding light fades, replaced by intermittent blue that flickers to the intro of Solid Space’s “A Darkness in My Soul”. As the lights flicker, the TARDIS fades into the scene. Its door snaps open.]

INTO THE WILD

THOUGHTS OF AN

UNEARTHLY CHILD

PLANTS AND ANIMALS

BLACK AND WHITE

JOURNEY ON

THROUGH DAY AND NIGHT

[Anna Daniels steps out and with each step she takes, the Battleground momentarily becomes a totally different place altogether. The ramp starts turning a shade of red as it rustles with a rogue breeze. Silver leaves from unseen trees fall.]

 

DANTE REED

Up first we have Anna Daniels back for more. This is her third consecutive Union Battleground event, and I for one absolutely love seeing her become a staple of this company. She's coming off an unsuccessful bout against Kaven Drell, but she restarts her journey here tonight to capture championship glory here in Union Battleground. 

 

[She makes it to the ring calm and ready, sliding underneath the bottom rope just as the music gets cut and the house lights back to full strength almost as if nothing happened at all.]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Introducing second, standing 6’ even and weighing in at 205 pounds, from Shaniko, Oregon, he is the fighter that burns hot and can barely be contained, he is THE Willie Pete!

 

[The unmistakable sound of hastily generated 1980’s montage music can be heard as “You’re the Best Around” by Joe Esposito hits. Follow that with some sweet eighties laser beams shooting around the audience, you’ve got yourself a guy in his forties who just can’t seem to let go of his childhood.]

TRY TO BE BEST

‘CAUSE YOU'RE ONLY A MAN

AND A MAN'S GOTTA LEARN TO TAKE IT

TRY TO BELIEVE

THOUGH THE GOING GETS ROUGH

THAT YOU GOTTA HANG TOUGH TO MAKE IT

[Pete doesn’t really care what anyone thinks as he steps through the entrance out onto the stage. He stands before the crowd, trying to remember whether or not he turned the oven off, before he makes his way down the ring ramp.]

 

DANTE REED

And now here comes THE Willie Pete! A newcomer to the Battleground, Willie Pete is still searching for his first win here, but after getting a better look at him in his debut, and the lead up to this match tonight, Willie Pete is still an enigma, but from what we have seen, he’s a force to be reckoned with. How will he hold up in this triple threat setting is anyone’s guess, but I’m looking forward to see it unfold. 

 

[Once Willie gets to the ring, he climbs the ring steps and casually enters the ring. Casually, like he’s going into the kitchen to make a sandwich, or going into the bathroom to take a shit, casual. He’s so calm, it’s ridiculous. Once it’s clear that he’s one hundred percent prepared and has made peace with the fact that he may soon kill someone, he crosses himself.]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

And finally, standing 6’3” and weighing in at 227 pounds, from London, England, Cyrus Riddle!

COVER YOUR EARS AND SHUT YOUR EYES

'CAUSE WHAT I’M ABOUT TO SAY WILL RUIN YOUR NIGHT

THIS IS A CALL OUT AND I’M NOT SCARED TO DROP SOME NAMES

YOU’VE DUG YOUR GRAVE, AND HAVE NOONE BUT YOURSELF TO BLAME

I SEE THE WORLD IN BLACK AND WHITE

BECAUSE TRUE COLOR ALWAYS FADES UNDER THE RIGHT LIGHT

[From behind the curtain, Cyrus Riddle emerges. With a black bandana wrapped around his face and a Kylla custom hooded leather vest decorated in blood splatter with two switchblades going through his initials designed on the back, he stands firm and examines the crowd with all to be seen on his face being his gaze. He holds up two fingers to the crowd with his arms outstretched before making his walk to the ring.]

 

[Cyrus approaches the ring with confidence in his steps, accompanied only by the subtle hints of methodical approach as if to be zeroed in on a victim.]

 

DANTE REED

Our final competitor of this opening triple threat contender match, Cyrus Riddle makes his return to the Battleground since kicking off season three against his ex-wife Elena DeDraca at Relapse II. Riddle met a fiery defeat in his main event contest that had the War Horse Championship on the line and has basically been off the grid in the industry since then. But now he returns with a completely different outlook and competitive drive. Can he secure a victory tonight against two other elite opponents and move one step closer to capturing the War Horse Championship?

 

[Cyrus’ ascends the middle outside turnbuckle as the chorus begins to play, pulling the bandana from his face and throwing the hood backward only to mouth the next part in imitation of the lyrics.]

 

[His trademark smirk followed by a tongue glide along his bottom lip can be seen as he looks around the arena and jumps down to climb between the top and middle ropes. In the middle of the ring, he removes his vest slowly to reveal his heavily tattooed body and physique, not without that always evident bit of arrogance. He tosses the jacket over to the ring attendant and stands in the corner. Trading glances with Pete and Daniels.] 

 

DANTE REED

Here we go! Our first bout of the night! Who takes home the win and sets the pace for the night?!

 

[DING!] 

 

[Riddle rushes toward Willie for double knees in the corner! Willie ends up squashed between the turnbuckles and Cyrus! Riddle leans back looking to start stomping down on Pete when Anna leaps up on his back from behind! Cyrus lunges back with his head only to catch a bite to the forehead from The Time Lord!]

 

DANTE REED

Jesus!

 

[Blood oozes from her mouth as she clamps down on the side of Riddle’s face! Cyrus falls back to halt this animalistic assault suddenly! Cy ends up on top of Daniels on the mat as Willie comes in to pin!] 

 

… One — No! No Count! 

 

[Referee points to the shoulders of Riddle that are touching Daniels and not the mat. Willie sits up then pulls at both feet of Cyrus to get him off Anna to attempt a pin!] 

 

...One! 

 

… Kick out!

 

[Pete rolls to his feet to find Anna Daniels on one knee looking up at him. Riddle’s blood dripping from each corner of her mouth still, she strikes out! She comes in wild at Willie with a solid kick to the side of his right knee cap! Pete hits one knee while Daniels quickly bounces off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. A drone takes over the feed to show the overhead shot of Daniels flying back at Willie full speed ahead! Cyrus trips her causing her to fall face first onto the outstretched knee of The Willie Pete!] 

 

DANTE REED

Ooh! Daniels gets tripped up by Riddle and eats a knee from Pete! You gotta keep your head on a swivel in a match like this. 

 

[Riddle rises to his feet as does Pete. The two men then begin throwing punches at one another! Left for right as they battle in the center of the ring for ultimate supremacy. Cyrus gets the upper hand with a violent headbutt before sending Willie into the ropes with a powerful Irish whip! Willie bounces off the ropes to come straight back at Riddle, who attempts a clothesline, but misses! Cy hits the mat flat to avoid Willie’s bulldog attempt from behind! Riddle sits up quick to catch a wicked roundhouse kick from Daniels! Willie goes for the pin!] 

 

… One!

 

… Break!

 

DANTE REED

Willie Pete tries to steal a pinfall but Anna isn’t having it!

 

[Anna drops two fists in the form of double ax handle on the spine of Pete to break up the pin immediately! Willie rolls to his feet to duck another high kick from the Time Lord! She spins around which allows Willie to catch her with a knee to the ribcage! Daniels bends over leading Pete to cradle her up with a snap vertical suplex! He quickly hooks a leg!] 

 

… One!

 

… Break! 

 

[The pin gets broken up by Cryus Riddle! The crowd is a bit split on this 4CW famed wrestler but he could care less. He continues to stomp down on Willie while Daniels remains on the mat. Riddle drops a knee down across the throat of Pete! The eyes of the rising star widen as he loses his ability to breath. Cyrus hooks a leg!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Tw — Break! 

 

[Anna breaks up the pin almost immediately. Daniels leaps to her feet in a single bound to find the forehead of Riddle in one swift motion! The headbutt cracks her nose on impact leaving blood smeared across the face of Cy. Willie gets to one knee just in time to see the violent shot and winces slightly.]

 

DANTE REED

Ooh!

 

[The crowd groans at the replay on the large screen above the entrance ramp. Riddle grins at Willie Pete with Anna’s blood dripping off his face. Pete catches his breath before charging in for a picture perfect Step-up enzuigiri! Riddle hits the mat which allows Pete to rush over to the corner. He scales the turnbuckles with haste to find himself on the top looking out at Riddle, who remains on his back. Willie Pete leaps off looking for a 450 splash but Daniels pulls Cy out of the way at the last possible moment! Pete crashes onto the mat in a pile but The Time Lord cradles up a leg for a pin!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Two! 

 

… Break! 

 

DANTE REED

Boom! Willie Pete comes crashing down to the mat and Anna Daniels tries to take advantage, but Cyrus Riddle says “not today”.

 

[Riddle stomps out the pin after stumbling to his feet. Anna rolls to her feet to come face to face with Cy. Anna weases air through her fractured nose at the seasoned veteran. Riddle whispers something at her then leans back with a sly grin forming across his face. Daniels leans forward to spit in the face of Cyrus! Anna then kicks him in the crotch with all she’s got!]

 

DANTE REED

Whatever Riddle said, he’s paying for it now!

 

[Daniels follows up with a superkick to the jaw of Riddle that sends him face forward, flat on the mat. Anna wastes little time in applying a triangle choke on the larger Riddle. She wants to make this man tap. The Time Lord has nothing but contempt for Cyrus.] 

 

DANTE REED

These two had some intense back and forth just days before this bout, and Anna Daniels certainly hasn’t forgotten about it. 

 

[Riddle begins to fade, but refuses to tap. Daniels puts the man to sleep as her nose continues to bleed. The first match of the night has the canvas already stained with blood. The referee comes in quickly to see if Cyrus is out. Willie comes in to stomp down on both wrestlers! Riddle is free but rolls out of the ring to hit the outside floor. He does not move as Daniels rises to her feet to face down The Willie Pete! The crowd pops as the two begin swapping blows in the center of the ring! The larger Pete gains the upper hand before Irish whipping Anna into the ropes! Willie bounces off the ropes on the opposite side to meet Daniels with a flying forearm! Anna hits the mat but bounces back up only to get caught with a double knee backbreaker out of nowhere!] 

 

[Anna hits the mat as Riddle slides in the ring on the other side. Willie swings around to find Riddle rushing at him, but counters with a kick to the gut! Pete quickly cradles up Riddle for his Golden Star Powerbomb!] 

 

DANTE REED

And Willie Pete says, “You’re Flying”! Pete hooks the leg and this one’s over!

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Three! 

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Winner by way of pinfall AND NEW Number One Contender to the Union Battleground War Horse Championship, THE Willie Pete!

 

[The Willie Pete wins an opportunity at the War Horse Champion! He rolls to his feet as Bobby Benson rushes down the ramp to greet his talent. The referee holds Pete’s right hand up high in victory.]

[The galactic princess Indi Rhyder has ‘luckily’ made it back safe from her trip to the moon just in time for leg 3 of Groundhog Day. Trying to balance a small pile of rocks in her hand without letting any fall to the ground.]

 

[As she weaves her way backstage she offers a moon rock to one or two passers-by, but is mostly ignored. For a second she wonders if her trip to the moon made her invisible before she remembers that she didn’t even have time to put her sparkles on! So that’s probably why she’s being ignored.]

 

[After almost dropping one of the rocks, she makes a quick turn towards the locker rooms; wanting to share a little interstellar luck with her fellow wrestlers.]

 

LISA SELDON
Winswinswins. Singing about wins. I like wins. Lots and lots of wins.

[Lisa comes the other way, singing to herself and clearly not looking where she’s going as she barrels into and through Indi, sending her and her extensive rock collection all about the hallway. Lisa looks down on her, not entirely unfriendly, but clearly with no intention of helping her up.]

LISA SELDON
You dropped all your stuff.

[Lisa nudges a rock with her foot. In case Indi didn’t notice she fell over while she was falling over.]

 

INDI RHYDER

...Oops?

 

[She scrambles to gather all the rocks together and make it to her feet, which seems to be a little harder for her than it should be. Once she’s on her feet though she presses the rock that Lisa nudged into her hand and flashes a smile.]

 

INDI RHYDER

For luck…

LISA SELDON
The fuck am I going to do with this?

 

[She kind of half nods before starting to load her pockets with the rocks and huffing slightly, turning to walk away as though she was only half paying attention in the first place.]

 

INDI RHYDER

DON’T throw it at the Zombie’s head, that isn’t what we use moon rocks for bud!

 

[The request is almost an afterthought that Indi calls out, already turning her attention back to the moon rocks in her hands and who exactly she can offer a gesture of good luck to next.]

LISA SELDON
That’s all I ever use rocks for.

[Lisa walks away. Looking sad. With her rock.]

MIKE DEMPSEY

The following battle is a No Más match, where the only way to win is to have your opponent say “No Más”! Introducing first, standing 6’2" and weighing in at 205 pounds, hailing from Spook City, USA, he is "Gutter Trash" Johnny Vachon!

I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN IT WAS A LONG RUN

 SHOOK MY HEAD AND MY WAY HOME.

BUT WHEN I TURNED I LAID MY EYES ON A DIRTY ANGEL WITH A BROKEN HALO.

SPIRITS LEAD ME TO THE OTHER SIDE

[“Dirty Angel” By Voodoo Johnson hits the airwaves as the lights begin to flash to a darkened green. When the lyrics kick in Johnny Vachon comes walking out from the back with his custom Punk leather jacket, the words “Gutter Trash” written in green spray paint across the back. A half smoked cigarette hangs from his mouth as he stops at the top of the ramp and takes a deep drag before extending his two middle fingers towards the crowd. He smirks before beginning down the ramp, shrugging off the shouts of the fans.]

 

DANTE REED

Johnny Vachon has a chance to right a wrong tonight. The twelve time DTW Eternal Warfare Champion is a man that’s been at the lowest of lows, a man that has seen the other side and come back, a man that has been through such adversity that would make a normal man say “No Más”, but this is not a normal man. We’ve seen Vachon give zero regard for his own well being for the sake of a win, and I have no doubts he will do it once again here tonight. 

 

[Johnny comes to the ring as he takes another drag from the smoke and drops it on the ground before stomping it out with his boot. He slides into the ring and pops to his feet before walking to the farthest turnbuckle and hopping up. He eyes the crowd for a few seconds before spreading his arms to the sides, gloating towards the fans. He hops down and ditches his jacket before propping himself down in a seated position in the corner, methodically waiting for the bell.]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

And his opponent, standing 6'3" and weighing in at 179 pounds, from Armagh, Northern Ireland, he is Daniel MacNamara!

YOU PROMISED ME THE ENDING WOULD BE CLEAR

YOU'D LET ME KNOW WHEN THE TIME WAS NOW

DON'T LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU'RE OPENING THE DOOR

STAB ME IN THE DARK, LET ME DISAPPEAR

[Daniel appears on the stage as “Bring Me The Disco King” by David Bowie and James Maynard hits throughout. MacNamara gets the crowd riled up almost immediately.]

 

DANTE REED

Since we last saw Daniel MacNamara, he’s gone on to become the NVR World Champion, something he set his sights on and was not subtle about. Now that MacNamara carries the NVR brand on his back here in Union Battleground, the stakes have never been higher. A win here will elevate MacNamara and his company to new heights here, something he's surely aimed to do. Ya know, aside from busting out the broomstick for the sweep against Johnny Vachon. 

 

[Boo’s come down as he almost struts to the ring. MacNamara walks up the rings steps before gliding between the ropes to take center stage.]

 

DANTE REED

Here we go, folks. The rematch between Daniel MacNamara and Johnny Vachon. Who will be the one to shout ”No Más”?!

 

[DING!]

 

[The bell sounds as the crowd roars with rabid cheers and these two rivals don’t waste anytime bull rushing each other. Daniel MacNamara comes flying in with the first move and unloads with a heavy clothesline, but Johnny Vachon ducks under it. Vachon uses his momentum to slide outside of the ring, and immediately starts digging under the apron. Not long after, he pulls out a steel chair, but doesn’t notice MacNamara running the ropes. Danny bounces off one side and on the return, baseball slides right into the chair and smacking Vachon right in the face with pinpoint precision.]

 

DANTE REED

Johnny Vachon wasn’t aware of his surroundings and ate a chair shot courtesy of Daniel MacNamara. And no surprise this one spills to the outside in about 4.7 seconds. 

 

[Vachon goes flying back into the barricade and drops the chair in the process. MacNamara is methodical while approaching Vachon and soon picks him up by his colorful Mohawk. With a firm grip on the Gutter Punk’s hair, Danny begins smashing Vachon’s face repeatedly on the edge of the barrier, giving the front row fans an up close glimpse of the disdain for each other. MacNamara continues on long enough to make even the most apathetic person feel a little uneasy, but eventually releases his grasp and allows Johnny to ragdoll to the thinly padded cement floor.]

 

DANTE REED

MacNamara has gradually shown a darker side of himself since entering the Battleground at Guerrilla Warfare. Every contest, he has stooped lower and lower to barbaric levels of aggression and violence. The fans obviously love it, judging by their reaction, but at what point does it become too much for him to be able to handle?

 

[Vachon trembles in a daze on the ground with blood trickling from a fresh gash at the bridge of his nose while Danny Boi stares out into the crowd, feeding on their praise. Danny catches a glimpse of the steel chair and swiftly turns his attention. He picks the chair up and hoists it over his head, but before he can turn and begin pummeling on his opponent with it, Vachon sneaks up from behind and rails him with a low blow!]

 

DANTE REED

OOH! Vachon quickly turns the table with the ultimate equalizer!

 

[MacNamara topples over and falls to his knees in extreme pain while Vachon continues to gain his wits. Johnny uses the assistance of the barricade to get back to his feet, and once he’s upright, he smacks MacNamara with a backhand and then again with an open palm slap. Johnny then takes a few steps back and flattens Danny with a super kick!]

 

DANTE REED

Spit Take! MacNamara gets floored and now Johnny Vachon has him in his control.

 

[With MacNamara sprawled out on the ground, it’s Johnny’s turn now to play the crowd. Just as cheers start to grow for The Patron Saint of Filth, he flips them the finger and quickly they turn on him, but he’s loving every minute of it. Johnny walks right up to an especially riled up group of front to fans and swipes a beer out of one’s hand and guzzles it down. He throws the empty plastic cup back in the face of the fan, and now he’s got the entire bullring right in the palm of his hand with boos raining down.]

 

DANTE REED

Drinks on the house apparently.

 

[Johnny turns his attention back to Daniel and brings him up to his feet. He grabs a fist full of red hair and directs him over to the ring and throws him face first into the corner post! Daniel’s head smacks against the steel pole and a loud gong resonates through the outdoor facility. Danny stumbles a few steps forward before face planting on to the entrance ramp. Johnny stays hot on his heels and starts stomping away at the back, shoulder, and head area — where ever he can land while Danny tries to crawl away. Eventually MacNamara is able to work his way back up in the midst of Vachon’s attack, but he still can’t get any separation.]

 

DANTE REED

The NVR World Champion is trying to regroup and work in some offense but Johnny Vachon is sticking on him like flies on… well, like flies on Johnny Vachon!

 

[Thinking on his feet, MacNamara sees a cameraman in close proximity and begins baiting Vachon toward him. Just as they reach near the top of the ramp, MacNamara quickly reaches back to grab a handful of Vachon’s Mohawk while at the same time grabbing the giant camera rested on the man’s shoulder. In one fluid motion, MacNamara smashes Johnny’s face into the front of the camera, and shrapnel explodes within an electrical cloud of smoke and sparks and the crowd goes wild!]

 

“SANTA MIERDA! SANTA MIERDA! SANTA MIERDA!”

 

DANTE REED

Extreme closeup!

 

[Vachon rolls around on the ground, clutching his face with shards of glass and plastic stuck in his face. MacNamara isn’t quite finished with the camera just yet, or what’s left of it anyway. While Johnny is still indisposed, Daniel rips the extension cord out from the camera and begins wrapping it around both hands. He sneaks up from behind Vachon who at this point is on all fours, and wraps the cord around his neck and pulls with all of his might while pressing his knee against Johnny’s back. Johnny tries to fight off the attack while also gasping for air, but he doesn’t look to be succeeding with either task as his face begins to turn blue! Daniel is not relenting as he pulls even harder and the referee in charge who’s been following along like a lost pup holds the microphone up to Johnny’s lips.]

 

JOHNNY VACHON

ARRGH! AHH! … NO — NOOO!

 

[The anticipation grows with each passing second as Johnny’s face turns to an even darker shade of purple now. At this point, it looks like Johnny would rather die than utter those two spanish words into the live mic to end this agony. Both of Daniel’s arms begin shaking with muscle spasms, but still he’s persistent in holding on, believing he’s got Johnny right when he wants him. The tension here is at full scale until suddenly, the extension cord snaps in two and Daniel stumbles back on his heels and falls off of the main stage, landing on a stack of speakers while Johnny clutches his neck and gasps for oxygen.]

 

DANTE REED

It’s anyone’s game now, ladies and gentlemen! Vachon is free, but he doesn’t look to be in any condition to fight right now. And Danny, well, Danny is like a needle in a haystack inside that pile of speakers somewhere. Who’s going to make the first move now?

 

[With MacNamara lost somewhere in the rubble of the speakers, Johnny is able to regain his wits and get back to his feet, slowly but surely. Instead of going straight after his opponent, Johnny cracks a smile and reaches inside his denim jeans, and pulls out a crumpled up pack of cigarettes. He proceeds to pull one out of the pack and it’s just barely hanging together, but Johnny pays no mind as he sparks it up with a Zippo lighter and takes a few puffs to the amusement of the crowd.]

 

DANTE REED

Looks like Johnny’s getting some fresh air after just about getting choked out. Good idea.

 

[Johnny clenched the ‘grit between his teeth and hops off the main stage and begins searching for MacNamara. He tosses speaker cabinets left and right, trying to find his opponent until a small patch of red hair is visible through the rubble. Johnny pulls one more speaker off to unveil Daniel’s head peeking through the pile and Johnny can’t help but crack a smile and even give a sarcastic courtesy wave. Johnny leans into get within reach of MacNamara, and puts his cigarette out on Daniel’s forehead! This causes Danny to squirm and wiggle his way out of the rubble, but Johnny is quick to go on the attack with some sharp elbows and forearm smashes. Both men now scramble out of the rubble and begin trading blows, both seemingly finding their second wind now. Back and forth, Vachon and MacNamara continue and now look to take this scrap on the road as they spill out into the crowd!]

 

DANTE REED

This contest is about to go from one corner of the bullring to the next!

 

[Just as it seems Johnny would take command of the fight, Daniel would counter and gain some steam of his own and vice versa. Both guys continue slugging it out a few rows back all the while some fans pat them on the back as they pass by, and some shitfaced fans chuck half empty cups and food trays in all different directions. After what looks like two navigating through a lush jungle, they somehow manage to venture back to ringside through the masses and Johnny tosses MacNamara back over the barricade and Vachon hops over it soon after.]

 

DANTE REED

Daniel MacNamara and Johnny Vachon take the scenic route back to ringside where this all began. 

 

[Johnny throws Danny back into the ring and picks up the chair he had grabbed out from under the ring earlier in the match. He slides in and proceeds to fold out the steel chair and pick Danny up to his feet. Johnny Irish whips him across the ring and on the return plants him face first into the chair with a drop toe hold. MacNamara smashes the chair flat and his face gets wedged in between. Johnny then stomps on the chair a few times before finally pressing his boot down on the chair and Danny’s head. MacNamara gets stuck and Johnny sparks an idea, and begins unbuckling his spike studded belt.]

 

DANTE REED

Uuuuhh… What the hell is Johnny thinking here?!

 

[Johnny begins swinging the spiked belt above his head before lashing down hard onto MacNamara’s back! The stinging slap of the belt echoes through the open air arena and rips his shirt to shreds! Johnny winds back once more and whips the belt again, shredding the shirt even more and now leaving some visible welts on Daniel’s back. Johnny does not stop, keeping his boot pressed against the chair, he winds back once again and lashes down, this time tearing chunks of flesh off of MacNamara’s back. Johnny orders the referee to step forward and he snatches the microphone from the ref and presses it against his lips, shaking with fury.]

 

JOHNNY VACHON

Say it, Daniel! Give up! Say it!

 

[Johnny bends down and shoves the microphone into Daniel’s face and catches the sound of exhausted breathing and shouting.]

 

DANIEL MACNAMARA

AARRGH! N… No…! NO! FUCK YOU JOHNNY!

 

[The crowd comes to near riotous levels of excitement as Daniel refuses to give up. Johnny snaps with rage and raises the belt back above his head, but just as he comes crashing down once more, McNamara catches the belt! Johnny looks stunned at the last-ditch effort of Daniel but before he can react, Daniel yanks on the belt and Johnny stumbled forward, allowing Danny to escape from the chair. McNamara wills himself to his feet and now the two are on their feet, holding the belt. Danny has a blank stare that you'd see on one of those Netflix serial killer documentaries, and for a moment, Johnny is caught off guard. The brief issue is all it takes for Danny Boi to unleash an offensive fury. He kicks Johnny straight in the gut, and lassos the belt around Johnny’s neck, with the spikes studs facing inward. Danny pulls Johnny in like Scorpion, and suplexes him to the outside! But Johnny doesn't hit the floor, he's caught hanging by his own belt over the top rope! The referee slides out of the ring to keep a close eye on Vachon, who kicks and screams trying to escape. The ref presses the microphone up to Johnny’s lips and those two words are finally spoken.]

 

JOHNNY VACHON

… No! … No Más!

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Here is your winner, Daniel MacNamara!

 

[For some reason, Daniel shows some mercy, immediately letting go of the leather belt. The referee slides back in the ring and raises MacNamara’s hand in victory while medics check on Vachon from ringside.]

 

DANTE REED

What a primal war! The NVR World Champion pulls through once again. Digging deep and finding the will to win, Daniel MacNamara continues to carry the NVR flag in its highest regard! Folks, coming up next, we have the grudge match between Indi Rhyder and James Radford! Don’t go anywhere!

[Indi is backstage once again, this time she has just one moon rock in her hand and she seems to be whispering conspiracies to it as she looks around, her eyes widening when she sees the camera.]

 

INDI RHYDER

YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!

 

[She shoves the rock into her pocket and shakes her head adamantly, wagging her finger angrily towards the camera before seeming to remember herself and breaking out into giggles.]

 

INDI RHYDER

Ooops! You surprised me! I’m just trying to make sure all my friends find good homes, you know? The right home is really very important for these little fellas and after earlier…

 

[Indi trails off and she almost looks a little confused before shaking her head and giggling again.]

 

INDI RHYDER

James, I was looking for you! I wanted to shake your hand before the match but then… I got lost. That just happens sometimes you know? Like you’re out here and you’re doing your thing and then BAM! All of a sudden you wake up and you’re somewhere else. Crazy.

 

[She echoes the word crazy a few more times, getting quieter and quieter as she speaks.]

 

INDI RHYDER

ANYWAY! See you out there!!

[The scene opens to a dark room somewhere in the Plaza De Toros Calafia with a bright spotlight at its center. Sitting there on a stool, bathed in the effervescent glow is ‘Country Fine’ James Radford. He’s already dressed for his match, which is just moments away, but lying across his lap is a ’45 Grand Daddy Martin guitar with a mahogany neck. He looks up under the brim of his trademark Stetson hat and removes the pick that is clinched beneath his teeth before choking up on the guitar. He strums out the opening notes of “God’s Gonna Cut You Down” by Johnny Cash. The famous clap that accompanies the song also starts, and out from behind James steps Bobby Benson, keeping the rhythm of the song with his hands. In a clear deep voice James begins to sing.]

♫♫♫

JAMES RADFORD
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down


♫♫♫

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight Rider…..


[James pauses and looks to Bobby, who nods while continuing to clap. James picks back up the song, breaking in where he left off.]

JAMES RADFORD
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that Indi Rhyder
Tel the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell ‘em that God’s gonna cut ‘em down
Tell ‘em that God’s gonna cut ‘em down


♫♫♫

Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
my head’s been wet with the midnight dew
I’ve been down on bended knee
Talkin’ to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in a voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel’s feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, “JAMES GO DO MY WILL!”


[James paused the song once more, and this time Bobby’s clapping ceases as well. The wily manager grins mischievously at the camera as James stares hard into the lens, cold blue eyes glinting with resolve. This time when he recites the lyrics, it is spoken in a grave voice.]

JAMES RADFORD
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that Indi Rhyder
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell her that God’s going to cut her down.


[James is nearly shaking with intensity as he leans in close, whispering the last.]

JAMES RADFORD
Tell her that I’m going to cut her down.

[With that James slips off the stool and walks out of frame, leaving Bobby Benson to cackle while rubbing his hands together just as the scene fades back to ringside.]

MIKE DEMPSEY

The following battle is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing 6’1” and weighing in at 256 pounds, from Jackson, Mississippi, accompanied by Bobby Benson, he is “The Pride of Jackson” James Radford!

GIRL YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO HURT REAL BAD AND CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP

YOU SHOWED ME HOW THIS TOWN CAN SHATTER DREAMS

ANOTHER LESSON ABOUT A NAIVE FOOL THAT CAME TO BABYLON

AND FOUND OUT THAT THE PIE DON'T TASTE SO SWEET

NOW IT'S GUITARS, CADILLAC'S, HILLBILLY MUSIC

[Just as the song hits it's chorus two spotlights converge on the stage as James Radford saunters out from behind the curtain wearing black boots, leather pants, vest, and a black stetson hat. Radford’s manager, Bobby Benson, comes out to stand alongside Country Fine. They pauses at the top of the stage to stare out at the crowd with hands cupped over their eyes, and both gives the camera a tip of the hat followed by a wink just before making their way down the ramp.]

 

DANTE REED

Up first in our next contest is a man who’s been working on a comeback tour, but to be honest, it looks like he’s never left the business. James Radford has quickly made a name for himself here in the Battleground over the last several events, but has been on the outside looking in when it comes to breaking into the next level. With a win here tonight, you can bet this man will be at the forefront of some big opportunities. 

 

[James slaps a few hands as he passes by while the camera swings around to follow behind him, focusing in on the confederate flag sewn into his vest. Benson wears a grin across his face after Willie Pete’s performance earlier. The two men shuffle towards the ring with Benson standing ringside while Country Fine rushes up the steel steps.]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

And his opponent, standing 5’5” and weighing in at 130 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, she is ”The Galactic Princess” Indi Rhyder!

KARMA, KARMA, KARMA, KARMA, KARMA CHAMELEON

YOU COME AND GO, YOU COME AND GO

['Karma Chameleon' by the Culture Club hits over the PA System, and Indi Rhyder skips out onto the stage to a pretty big ovation. She leaps back and forth along the stage, a huge bubbly smile placed upon her lips. She turns to give the camera a wink as she passes on by down the ramp, slapping hands as she goes.]

 

DANTE REED

And now, we have one of the biggest fan favorites, with an ever growing following, Indi Rhyder. Like Radford, Rhyder has been on the cusp of breaking into the highest of levels here in the Battleground. She has that unique aura to her that is hard to describe, but it draws people in and she has been able to captivate the masses with not just her charisma, but her incredible in-ring skills as well. 

 

[The Interstellar Star Child slithers beneath the bottom rope to end up in the ring. She nods at James, who acknowledges her back in a show of respect. Rhyder then winks at Radford before climbing up on the turnbuckle in the opposite corner in order to further rile this already pumped crowd! She leaps down before standing in the corner directly across from Radford.] 

 

DANTE REED

And we are all set for this match-up, folks. Two red hot rising stars ready to settle the score and see which one will continue to ascend. Let’s do it!

 

[DING!]

 

[James and Indi walk to the center of the ring and shake hands as the bell echoes throughout. The two wrestlers then lock up in the center of the ring. James quickly transitions the grapple into a side headlock. Rhyder pushes him off from behind and Radford bounces off the ropes to slingshot back at Indi, who drops to catch James with a drop toe hold! Rhyder leaps back to her feet to take hold of James right arm. He rolls and manages to roll out of the ring.] 

 

DANTE REED

Smart move from Indi to use Radford’s superior stature in her favor with the drop toe hold. SHe’s gonna have to use her wits and her speed to keep this bout in her favor.

 

[Indi takes off toward the corner suddenly! She makes it to the turnbuckles and climbs up to the top wasting little time. She leaps off at Radford looking for a diving spear but Bobby Benson pushes James out of the way! Indi nearly cuts Bobby in two after he takes the spear instead! Country Fine quickly makes his way over to Rhyder, who remains down on the floor after the high flying maneuver.] 

 

DANTE REED

And Bobby Benson makes the save for his client, but pays the price! Radford is looking to capitalize now.

 

[Radford cradles up Indi on his shoulders then takes off running at the steel security barrier! He ducks low as he approaches the unforgiving barrier to flip into it backfirst in order to cannonball Rhyder though the steel barrier! Radford and Indi end up out in the crowd on their backs looking up into the stars.] 

 

DANTE REED

Big impact move from Radford and this one spills into the crowd! These fans are getting their money’s worth here tonight!

 

[James stumbles up to his feet and realizes Bobby may be rubbing off on him. He shakes his head no to respond to these thoughts. Benson screams at James from ringside. “Behind You!”, The manager calls out as James gets spun around by the smaller Rhyder before receiving a knee to the gut! Rhyder DDT’s James face first into a fans folding chair!] 

 

DANTE REED

Ooh!

 

[Indi pops back up and peers over at the ring. Bobby Benson holds his midsection still but is now up. Rhyder looks down at James, who struggles after eating the chair. Indi reaches down and helps Country Fine to his feet. He pushes her off and the two begin swapping punches in the crowd.] 

 

[James comes in close for a modified Muay Thai knee strike! Then another! The brutal shots leave The Interstellar Star child in a daze. James takes hold of her and pulls her through the hole in the security fencing and back towards the ring. Indi catches Radford with a stiff elbow shot in the rib cage, then another! James releases her then uses Dante’s announce table to gather himself.] 

 

DANTE REED

Easy, easy! Let’s not get crazy here. Take that shit back in the ring!

 

[Indi leaps up on the apron to head for the ring post.  She climbs up from the apron to end up perched on the top turnbuckle looking down on James, who begins to turn. Radford turns leading Rhyder to leap off at him!] 

 

DANTE REED

Holy shit, look out!

 

[She catches James with The Cool Rhyder! Indi rides Radford through the table with her knees! A drone hovers above to show both wrestlers lying in the rubble of the table.] 

 

DANTE REED

I’m gonna need a new table stat!

 

[Indi stirs first, but James is not far behind. The molly-go-round took it out of both wrestlers. They begin to crawl back toward the ring slowly. Bobby pats James on the back to will him on while Rhyder wants this fight back in the ring.] 

 

[Indi reaches the apron to use it for assistance back into the ring. Radford gets to his feet to slide back into the ring beneath the bottom rope. Rhyder gets to one knee while James comes in from behind him a one armed bulldog! He drives Indi face first into the mat. Country Fine quickly hooks a leg for a pin!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

I think Indi may have taken the brunt of that high flying dive to the outside. She’s looking very slow right now and Radford is continuing to work in his game plan.

 

[James gets up quickly to get back on the offensive. He quickly cradles up Rhyder from the mat into a pumphandle slam that he transitions to hold for a pin!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

[Radford rolls to his feet and begins laying into Indi with mudhole stomps! Benson hits the apron on the outside of the ring to rile up Country Fine even further. James walks over to the corner to climb up on the middle turnbuckle then turns around to face out at Indi, who remains on the mat. Radford leaps off looking for a splash but Rhyder raises up both knees to drive them into the sternum of James Radford! Indi rolls over to him to hook a leg!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

Beautiful last second counter from Indi Rhyder! That’ll definitely slow Radford down and allow her time to regroup.

 

[Rhyder hits the mat with a bit of frustration that evaporates fast. She leaps up to hit the ground running. Indi bounces off the ropes to come directly at Radford, who counters with a shoulder takedown! Rhyder hits the mat but sits back up quickly. James catches her by the neck and begins to twist it! The neck crank causes The Interstellar Star Child to call out in pain. James continues to twist, wanting her to tap but Indi refuses! Radford releases his hold to drop a fist on the forehead of Indi! The hard lick splits her forehead wide open! Blood drips down Indi’s face which fires her up! Rhyder comes up to shove Radford! The crowd pops.]

 

DANTE REED

Radford bounces back, using his incredible farm boy strength, but something has flipped inside Indi’s mind right here. 

 

[Indi comes at James again looking for a shove but he counters with a scoop slam! Radford gets back to his feet to hit the ropes to build momentum for a leg drop on Rhyder! James hooks a leg after readjusting on the mat!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

Kick out! 

 

DANTE REED

Big scoop slam from Radford and that may have knocked the wind right out of Indi.

 

[Indi stays alive but the cut on her forehead continues to bleed. She rolls to her feet then immediately rubs her eyes to regain her sight. Rhyder wipes her own blood out of her eyes as James charges at her! Indi takes off from her knee at Radford for a basement drop kick! The shot takes James off his feet.] 

 

DANTE REED

Indi Rhyder chops down Radford with a precise drop kick to the knee! 

 

[Rhyder gets to the corner in a hurry after getting up. She leaps up on the middle turnbuckle before climbing on up to the top. Indi adjusts herself for a moonsault before leaping off! Aiming to transition the maneuver into a leg drop, but Radford rolls out of the way at the last possible moment! Both wrestlers are now down in the ring.] 

 

DANTE REED

Nothing doing there! 

 

[A steel chair comes flying into the ring out of nowhere! Bobby Benson stole the timekeepers chair to give to James Radford. It lands alongside Country Fine and it gets his immediate attention when it hits the canvas. Radford pushes himself up off the mat after taking hold of the chair. James uses the chair to push himself up to a vertical base. James peers over at Benson, who encourages him to use it to win this one right now.] 

 

DANTE REED

I’m just gonna go ahead and say it. Bobby Benson is a bad influence on Radford. James has got those old school morals and despite being in some of the most brutal situations as of late, he’s taken the high ground and kept true to them.

 

[Radford remembers what happened last time he refused a weapon. The wrestler appears conflicted while Rhyder stumbles to one knee. James holds the chair out as if he plans on swinging it at The Interstellar Star Child. Indi comes at James, who drops the chair while shaking his head no at Benson. The two wrestlers begin throwing punches once again in the center of the ring. James nails Indi with headbutt before spinning her around to catch her with a sidewalk slam! James pins Indi to the mat after impact.] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

And James Radford refuses the aid of Benson once again and nearly seals the deal with another big impact slam, but somehow Indi perseveres! 

 

[Rhyder kicks out at the last possible moment. The crowd comes alive as Indi refuses to quit in this one. James hits the mat with real frustration and peers over to see the chair. James bends down to get Indi back to her feet only to be rolled up by her into a pin!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

Ooh! Indi nearly caught Radford off guard and stole the win right there!

 

[Radford kicks out just before a count of three! The crowd pops with enormous gasps. Rhyder quickly gets up to take hold of her larger opponents legs. She adjusts Radford for her figure four! Indi hits the mat flat to apply the hold! James opens his eyes wide as the pain sinks in!] 

 

DANTE REED

Indi has the figure four locked in, but can she keep Radford in her grasp?

 

[Radford attempts to roll right, but can’t! James then attempts to roll left, but can’t! Indi amps up the pain looking to submit James right here, right now. Rhyder’s face is now covered in her own blood. The gash across her forehead painting a grim picture for all the fans in attendance and millions watching across the Battleground Network!] 

 

[The referee comes in close to watch for a tap. Benson hits the side of the apron attempting to will his client on in this one. Suddenly, Radford rocks left then right! The larger wrestler turns Indi over to reapply the pressure to her! James pushes himself up off the mat to apply as much pressure as he possibly can! Indi screams out in pain while thrashing for the ropes that are just out of reach.] 

 

DANTE REED

Radford reverses it! Indi is trying to reach for the ropes but she’s got a lot of weight to pull!

 

[Indi reaches out as far as she can, and grabs hold of the ropes! Radford either doesn’t hear the referee’s orders or is simply holding on as long as possible for maximum damage. Indi then attempts to pull herself out of the ring and onto the outside floor. Radford holds her for as long as he can before she manages to fall out of the ring. James reaches down to rub his legs after the prolonged figure four did it’s damage.] 

 

DANTE REED

Indi Rhyder slips free! But what does she have left at this point?

 

[Radford slowly gets up to one knee. The steel chair lies on the mat directly in front of him. “Do you want to win!?”, Benson screams at Country Fine from outside of the ring!] 

 

DANTE REED

Bobby Benson is once again egging his client on to use the steel chair. Even in the Battleground where basically anything goes, James Radford refuses to resort to those tactics. I admire the hell outta him for that.

 

[James picks up the chair as Indi pulls herself up onto the apron. Radford’s facial expression changes as he looks down at the weapon with disgust but swallows his pride just this one time. He slowly turns around as Rhyder leaps up on the top rope from the apron to springboard off at Radford, who’s holding the chair out in front of his body! Indi dropkicks the chair violently into the face of James Radford! County Fine hits the mat leading Rhyder to crawl over for a pin after impact!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

And karma got Radford there! I think he was about to use the chair, but it backfires.

 

[Indi raises up with a puzzled expression painted across her face. Frustration engulfs the young wrestler while Radford stirs behind her. Indi goes to get up but gets grappled up from behind suddenly. The camera on the outside pans across the show Radford Irish whip Rhyder into the corner with real force! Indi turns slightly before impact to hit back first in the corner. The Interstellar Star Child slumps over leading James to come flying in for a Rebel Yell Splash!]

 

DANTE REED

Ooh! Big splash from Radford and that may have just squeezed the last bit of will out of Indi Rhyder!

 

[James staggers a bit still in a haze after the chair shot from Indi’s springboard dropkick. Radford lifts up Indi off the mat but she reaches up to take hold of him around the neck. Rhyder hits a standing shiranui on James out of nowhere! The maneuver drives him into the mat face first! Indi rolls to her feet before rolling Radford onto his back. Rhyder heads for the closest corner to leap up on the middle turnbuckle to bounce onto the top and hits a split legged corkscrew moonsault onto James Radford!]

 

DANTE REED

Kharmic Trip! Indi Rhyder hits it and hooks the leg! This one’s over! 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Three! 

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Here is your winner, “The Galactic Princess” Indi Rhyder!

 

[Radford gets a shoulder up, but not until after a count of three. It was close but the instant replay shows the referee made the correct call. James shakes his head in dismay after the decision while Rhyder’s left hand is raised in victory. Indi walks over to James to help him up off the mat. The two wrestlers shake hands while Benson disapproves on the outside. Indi holds her arms high into the air in the center of the ring after the shake.]

[During a brief pause in the action ringside, the cameras scan the crowd looking for celebrities, signs, and anything else that might be worth capturing on film. There are a few fans all sporting rooster masks, obviously favoring Bryan Williams. There are also some showing their support for Brodie, James Radford, Indi Rhyder, and others with homemade signs, some better than others.]

 

DANTE REED

Ladies and gentlemen, it's been a helluva ride so far tonight, but we have to take a quick commercial break. When we return, we hit our championship block of the card!

[Then the camera spots someone. Celebrity? Pro athlete? Fans making mass exodus for snack and bathroom breaks make it difficult for the camera to zoom in. Finally, a clearing opens up to show the subject. A familiar face to some, a stranger to others. Ultimately, he is a former member of the Union Battleground roster. A promising former roster member at that.]

 

DANTE REED

Hey wait a minute... Who's that in the crowd?


[He knows he’s being watched, but he ignores the invasive attention and digs into his bag of popcorn, carefully placing popcorn one by one into his mouth. He’s wearing a black leather jacket with a hoodie underneath and had he had it pulled up, he might not have been recognizable. It’s Jove Belane.]

 

DANTE REED

Is that...? It is! That's Jove Belane! Former Union Battleground and Unleashed MMA competitor! What on earth is he doing here? He hasn't been in the limelight in years!


[Once again, more fans pass by him, as they return from buying snacks, drinks, and souvenirs. Once the coast is clear again, the seat is empty. Jove Belane has disappeared.]

[After her earlier run in with Willie Pete, Brodie has instead retreated to a room somewhere in the back of the arena. The same darkness that follows her wherever she goes, fills the room where she sits. Cross legged on the floor and looking up into the face of the man who had guided and protected her for her entire existence.]

 

BRODIE

Tonight I have the opportunity to spread the word further than I ever have before. To take down a man who is a false prophet, a liar… and in his place rise as a true guide. A true mouth. For all who are lost and broken.

 

[The man’s face is mostly obscured in shadow, partially visible by the light of a flickering candle. The outline of it can just be made out, angular and sharp. He speaks in a measured tone, melodic and low, yet commanding.]

 

CAIN

My true prophet, relish this opportunity. There is no feeling as sweet as this kind of triumph, nor the anticipation before it.

 

[Her fingers seem to reach for the flame, soft tips of her fingers dancing past the heat as she lets out an agreeable sound. Her eyes never drift from the concealed face of Cain though, as she nods in agreement at his words.]

 

BRODIE

They seek to know, but they are all lost. I care not to be the shepherd for this flock, I will take only what we need and lead the rest to the slaughter. Let him wallow among the lost and the weak, let him call himself their ruler. It means nothing, has always meant nothing… This is our time, I will not let you down again.

[Silently the camera glides down a dark foreboding corridor somewhere in the bowels of the arena. Steam spews from a pipe along the wall as we veer towards a darkened room lit by candles.]

 

[There, kneeling before an altar to satan is Wendy Wynne, surprised by the appearance the camera which has interrupted her supplication to the infernal lord of hell.]

 

WENDY WYNNE

...obviously I’d never say no to YOUR help, though. 

 

[The camera centers her in frame. Wendy glares.]

 

WENDY WYNNE

Do you mind? I’m in the midst of mending a few broken fences with my dark lord and savior before I wander out into my destiny as the woman who killed Kaelan Laughlin. 

 

[Wendy stands up from the pentagram drawn in chalk on the floor.]

 

WENDY WYNNE

I’ll admit I didn’t do my usual promotional flourish for this match. I had important matters to attend to deep in the ruins of Mexico’s history. But make no mistake. This match tonight against Kaelan has been at the forefront of my mind. I’ve been devising more and more ways to, er, make this an even fairer contest.

 

[Wendy notices a spiked gauntlet sitting out, which she promptly shoves behind a curtain with her toe.]

 

WENDY WYNNE

Let it be known that while I’ve made frequent allusions to my willingness to cheat to win. That Wendy Wynne is gone. In her place, Tonight, as Satan as my witness, I swear to only cheat in this match with Kaelan should it serve the purpose of securing me a victory. For not other reason will I employ illegal, or quasi-legal objects to aid me in my quest to defeat Kaelan, other than to win this match. 

 

[Wendy is very serious as she holds up her hand as though swearing a solemn oath.]

 

WENDY WYNNE

So, with that said. I’d like to wish Kaelan Laughlin luck tonight should she successfully clear the hidden pit I had installed in her locker room; the spike trap spring-loaded at her parking spot; or the various hidden sacks of venomous snakes I’ve instructed to be set loose at Kaelan while she makes her way to the ring. Let it never be said that I’m not an honorable opponent. And Kaelan? Sincerely, good luck tonight!

[With that Wendy smiles and blows a kiss to the camera, striding off.]

MIKE DEMPSEY

The following battle is scheduled for one fall and is for the Union Battleground War Horse  Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, standing 5’2” and weighing in at 125 pounds, from Salem, Massachusetts. She is “The Wicked Witch” Wendy Wynne!

YOUR HATE IS OUR TRIGGER

REVOLUTION NOW

THE MORE WE HAVE TO SUFFER

THE MORE WE WILL FIGHT

WITH OUR FISTS

UP IN THE AIR

[“Under Black Flags We March” by Archenemy hits across the arena. The crowd boos wildly as a hooded figure emerges from the curtain. Suddenly the lights dim out completely before a deep evil female laugh can be heard throughout! The lights flash back to life within a thick red hue to reveal the figure throwing the hood off. The Wicked Witch has arrived! The crowd comes unglued.] 

 

DANTE REED

It’s time to hit the championship block of the night, and kicking things off we have the challenger Wendy Wynne coming out right now. Wynne has been a solid focal point since debuting at L!GHTS OUT #35, and has been unbeaten in singles competition. After securing a win over Willie Pete, Wendy has earned this opportunity to compete for the War Horse Championship and look to continue her winning ways and cap off her season three run with a title win.

 

[Wendy makes her way down the ramp. Fans reach out for high fives that she dismisses completely. Wynne slides into the ring to end up back on her feet in the center of the ring. She throws the robe off to roaring boos. Wendy struts toward the ring after refusing a sick child’s request for an autograph in the front row. Cancer row. The fans come unglued as she grins at the hatred that festers.]

 

[The beginning beat to “Warrior” by Dead by April begins to blare through the speakers.]

WARRIOR! 

MIKE DEMPSEY

And her opponent, standing 5’6”, weighing in at 135 pounds, from Belfast, Northern Ireland, she is the reigning, defending, undisputed Union Battleground War Horse Champion, “The Irish Rose” Kaelan Laughlin!

[After the first scream of Warrior, Kaelan Laughlin comes bursting through the curtains with a grin on her face. She soaks up the cheers from the fans for a moment nodding her head before she starts walking down the ramp.]

 

DANTE REED

And now, “The Warrior Queen” is here and ready to make a statement on the Battleground’s biggest stage. Kaelan Laughlin has been nothing short of amazing and after winning the vacant War Horse Championship at Guerrilla Warfare, she has been successful in keeping it in her possession. Tonight she looks to continue that trend against a very tough opponent and at the same time, continue to plan her attack against the current Trench War Champion, Kaven Drell. Will the stars align for the Belfast Submission specialist against The Wicked Witch?

 

[Kaelan pauses on the steel steps throwing an arm up in the air to the reaction of more cheers before she climbs them and quickly climbs between the ropes, walking over to the middle to end up standing on the turnbuckle. She leans forward while throwing up the devil horns with her title draped over her shoulder proudly. Kaelan then hands the strap over to the referee, who holds it high into the air.] 

 

[DING!]

 

[Wendy immediately charges in at the champion, who ducks an attack. Kaelan wraps both arms around Wynne from behind for a waist lock! The Wicked Witch slings her head back to nearly knock Laughlin senseless. She falls flat on her bottom in the center of the ring. Wendy swings around to find her opponent in a seated position after the vicious counter. Wynne hits the ropes to sling shot back at Kaelan for a brutal running knee that connects on the champions jaw! Wendy hooks a leg!]

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

Wendy Wynne fires out of the gate and catches Kaelan Laughlin right on the button. 

 

[Kaelan rolls out of the ring to gather herself quickly while Wendy wipes her hands together to further taunt the retreating champion. Laughlin slides back in the ring quickly, however, looking for a fight. Laughlin gets to her feet to take off at The Wicked Witch full speed ahead! She catches her with a picture perfect tilt-a-whirl headscissors!] 

 

[The Irish Rose gets to her feet to reveal a bloody bottom lip. Kaelan wipes it off then focuses on her opponent again. Wendy rises to her feet as Kaelan comes in, nose to nose. Wynne reaches up to take hold of the champion's hair in both hands for dropping down onto both knees to drive the top of her head into the chin of Laughlin! The maneuver sends Kaelan to the mat, flat on her back!] 

 

DANTE REED

Counter jawbreaker from Wynne!

 

[Wynne gets to her feet to bend down to the champions. She wrings her fists in front of her face to convey tears to the shaken Laughlin. The crowd pops as Kaelan reaches up to take a handful of Wendy’s hair! The Wicked Witch’s eyes widen as sharp pain races across the top of her head. Laughlin rises up to put her left knee in the neck of Wendy while still clutching a large handful of the witch's hair. Kaelan pulls with all she’s got using her knee for brace! Wendy screams as the hair pulls away from her scalp! “You like to pull hair, huh, bitch!?” Kaelan calls out. Wynne holds her head but manages to roll to her feet. Laughlin stands up to reveal a handful of Wendy’s signature red hair.] 

 

DANTE REED

Looks like Kaelan got a little souvenir from Wendy.

 

[Kaelan drops the hair then charges at Wendy, who counters with a running eye poke that hits the mark! Laughlin immediately reacts by clutching at her right eye. Wynne’s aim is dead on here tonight. Kaelan reacts by backing into the ropes. The Wicked Witch flies in to clothesline her out of the ring, but Laughlin holds onto her to cause both women to bounce off the apron on down onto the outside floor.] 

 

DANTE REED

And this brawl spills to the outside! Let’s see if Wendy can continue to keep control.

 

[Laughlin takes a hard landing but continues to rub her now swollen eye. The champion's sight has taken a hit. Wynne gets up to crawl over to the ring apron. She climbs underneath as Laughlin gets eyes back on her. Kaelan follows after her. She crawls underneath as the fans react to Wendy coming out on the opposite side of the ring. Wynne couldn’t locate a broom, but found a kendo stick. Kaelan’s feet still poke out on the opposite side. Wendy circles the ring quickly searching for her foe.] 

 

[Wynne circles the ring to find Laughlin’s feet poking out. Kaelan comes out leading Wendy to hold the kendo stick up high to bring down on the head of her unsuspecting opponent! The Wicked Witch brings it down but Kaelan holds up a chain! The chain bends but keeps the kendo lick from smacking directly in the face. Laughlin twists the chain around the kendo stick while simultaneously spinning to pull it from Wendy’s grasp! Wynne bends down to get it, leading Kaelan to swing the end of the chain at Wynne! The last link has a master lock that nails The Wicked Witch in the temple! Direct hit! She hits the outside floor in a pile.]

 

DANTE REED

Kaelan Laughlin uses the chain like a medieval flail and rocks Wendy Wynne!

 

[The violent shot even caught the champion off guard. She still holds the chain but can see blood on the lock at the end. Wendy lies on her back now bleeding from a cut. The lock caught her flush and rocked the challenger. She peers up to see Kaelan bending down to get her up. Wendy pokes her in the same eye again! The champion holds the eye again after screaming out from the pain. Wynne picks up the kendo stick with wobbly legs still. Kaelan turns away, leading Wendy to rush up from behind while swinging the weapon at the ankle of Laughlin! The Wicked Witch takes the champion off her feet!] 

 

DANTE REED

Wendy Wynne is doing a number on Kaelan’s eye and now takes her off her feet with a kendo stick!

 

[Wynne trash talks Laughlin while she writhes in pain on the outside floor. She comes in to swing the kendo stick across the back of Laughlin! Wendy winds up to take another shot when Kaelan rolls over to kick Wendy’s knee cap! It buckles, which allows the champion to put some distance between them. Wynne gets up to point the end of the kendo stick at Laughlin, who mocks her. The Wicked Witch comes at Kaelan, who has reached the entrance ramp. She continues to taunt Wynne, who still has the kendo stick.] 

 

[Laughlin holds her ground as she reaches the edge of the entrance stage. Wendy rushes at her but Kaelan uses her good eye to duck the kendo stick at the last moment! Wynne flies by which allows the champion to grapple up Wendy from behind! The Wicked Witch’s eyes both widen as Kaelan lifts her up into the air for a german suplex on the steel stage! Laughlin gets up to reveal her eye has nearly swollen shut. Wynne rolls away from Laughlin, who stands at the edge of the stage. A drone comes in close to film overhead as Wynne rushes at Kaelan for a basement drop kick! The sudden kick throws out both legs of Laughlin off the stage! She catches the bottom of her chin on the edge as she free falls off but Wendy slides off as well! Both women land on the concrete floor hard below and the crowd erupts!] 

 

“SANTA MIERDA! SANTA MIERDA! SANTA MIERDA!”

 

[Both women remain down on the floor. The replay shows how hard Kaelan hit her chin on the edge of the stage in slow motion. Wendy hit the floor hard as well, however. Wynne stirs first and manages to get up to one knee. She looks around for her kendo stick but it's still up on the stage. Wendy peers over to see Kaelan. The champion is bleeding from underneath her chin. Wynne slowly begins to crawl toward her foe in a taunting manner. She slithers slowly across the cold concrete like a dangerous serpent, ready to strike!] 

 

DANTE REED

Wendy Wynne has got Kaelan Laughlin in a daze, but this fight can only end inside the ring.

 

[Wynne makes it over to Laughlin while the crowd remains riled up. Wendy takes two handfuls of Laughlin’s red hair. She then pulls the champion forward. The referee comes in along with security as Wynne yanks Kaelan back towards the ring. The fans part to make way. Laughlin takes a phone from a fan suddenly before halting the two women’s progress dead. Wendy swings around leading Laughlin to lunge at her with the fan's iPhone! Kaelan aims for the temple that’s already bleeding and hits her mark! Wynne hits one knee after releasing her hold on Laughlin’s mane.]

 

DANTE REED

A picture’s worth a thousand words, and that fan is going home with the best shot of the night!

 

[The Irish Rose struggles to gather herself. After hitting her chin on the edge of the stage she’s feeling concussed. She would never reveal that to the official, who’s already suspicious. Kaelan manges to get to her feet to take hold of Wendy. Wynne tries to fight her off only to catch a back hand chop across her chest! The Wicked Witch falls back but then comes forward only to catch another swift chop! Kaelan follows up by running at Wendy for a swinging neckbreaker in the crowd! The fans part to give these women room to brawl.] 

 

DANTE REED

And this one spills into the crowd! I hope they know that any purchased ticket waives any right to sue!

 

[Kaelan works Wendy through the hole in the barricade left by Radford and Indi earlier. The two women appear across the big screen. Laughlin’s eye is swollen shut. Wynne gets whipped into the apron then manages to roll into the ring. Kaelan slides underneath the bottom rope as Wendy lunges at her! The two women both attempt a clothesline and both succeed. The Wicked Witch and Irish Rose end up intertwined on the mat.] 

 

DANTE REED

Head on collision and both women are down!

 

[Wynne stirs first and uses a sharp back elbow at Laughlin! Wendy leans forward only to catch a headbutt from Kaelan! Then another! The women’s blood soaked faces stick together upon touch in slow motion. Kaelan embraces her rattled mind by standing up in a wobble to take up the legs of her opponent. The Irish Rose quickly applies a Texas cloverleaf!] 

 

[Wynne reaches out for the ropes but she’s in the center of the ring. The referee comes in close to watch for a tap, but Wendy refuses. The eyes of the challenger bulge as Laughlin applies even more pressure.] 

 

DANTE REED

This could be it! Kaelan has the Cloverleaf locked in tight and Wynne has nowhere to go!

 

[The Wicked Witch digs into the mat with her nails and begins to pull herself toward the ropes. This methodical crawl takes its toll on the back of Wendy Wynne. Wendy digs in further to creep closer and closer to the bottom rope. Kaelan can feel this happening and releases the hold to turn around. She stomps down at Wendy, who takes hold of the champions heel then twists! Laughlin hits the mat as The Wicked Witch rises still clutching the right heel of Kaelan! The champ ends up on her belly with Wynne transitioning the hold into a crude ankle lock. She twists and contorts the ankle hoping to cripple her opponent for life.] 

 

DANTE REED

Wendy Wynne turns the tide and now has Laughlin in an ankle lock!

 

[Laughlin crawls for the bottom rope and reaches it! No rules in Union. She uses the ropes to pull herself out onto the apron. Wendy continues trying to break the ankle as Kaelan desperately falls off the apron causing Wynne to release her hold. Wendy wanted to break the ankle simply because Kaelan used her signature hold on Wynne. A maneuver also used by Laughlin. Wendy taunts the crowd after Kaelan escaped the clutches of The Wicked Witch. Laughlin slides back into the ring leading Wynne to come in for sharp pointed stomps! Aiming for the joints of the champion.] 

 

[Wynne stomps Kaelan directly in the face! The violent lick catches Laughlin flush! Her head bounces off the mat and she goes stiff. Wendy rolls out of the ring. She walks over to the ring steps and quickly takes the top apart from the bottom. Wynne struggles with the heavy steps but manages to get them up on the apron before sliding them on into the ring. Kaelan has yet to stir as Wynne constructs her demise mere feet away. Wendy pulls the steps to the center of the ring carefully. She then walks over to Kaelan. She bends down to mock her face to face. Laughlin does not stir. Wynne takes hold of the champion's arms and pulls her over to the steel steps. The crowd watches on in complete suspense as Wendy cradles up Kaelan while standing atop her chosen weapon.]

 

DANTE REED

What on earth is going through Wendy Wynne’s mind here?

 

[Wynne gets Laughlin up in a tombstone piledriver position. Wendy holds it for a moment to allow this sick moment to linger throughout. The Dreadful Ending spikes the champions head into the unforgiving steel. The crowd stirs as someone makes their way through. Wendy hooks a leg atop the steel steps in a mocking manner! The referee doesn’t count leading Wynne to sit up to yank her opponent off the steps to pin her shoulders to the mat.] 

 

… One! 

 

… Two! 

 

… Thr — BROKEN UP! 

 

DANTE REED

What the hell?!

 

[A hooded figure slides into the ring after leaping over the barrier to break up the pin! The hood begins to fall back as they continue stomping down on the challenger, Wendy Wynne. The referee attempts to stop this blatant assault as the hood falls back. Kaven Drell is revealed!  Drell continues to stomp down on The Wicked Witch leading the referee to call for the bell!] 

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Here is your winner by way of Disqualification, “The Wicked Witch” Wendy Wynne!

 

[Drell immediately halts the assault of The Wicked Witch after the bell rings and he gets the result he wanted. He turns slowly to face Kaelan, who has yet to move. Her eye remains swollen shut after the fight of her life against a worthy opponent.]

 

DANTE REED

Kaven Drell just robbed Wendy Wynne of championship gold! I can’t believe what I’m seeing here!

 

[Wynne rolls out of the ring. The Wicked Witch screams at Kaven, who ignores her. He focuses on Kaelan, who remains alongside the steps. The referee slides back into the ring with the War Horse Championship. Drell snatches it up. He peers down at it with a grin across his face. Memories of what was. He turns slowly back toward Kaelan's still body in an endearing manner. Kaven struts over to place the title across Laughlin before rolling out of the ring.] 

[As is usual for her, Brodie has found the most distant hallway in the arena, lights off and earbuds in; she seems almost normal in the moment as she shuts out the world and instead focuses on whatever it is that is coming through her earbuds. Not music but instead some kind of spoken word, methodical and purposeful. As she seems to pay attention only to the auditory, her eyes are fluttering somewhere between half open and closed.]

 

[It seems like a fairly dangerous game to be playing when she’s already made so many enemies out of the competitors here tonight, but she has never been one to feel intimidated and so she continues on with her process.]

 

[Willie’s been searching for her all night. After everything that has transpired, enemy or not, he needed to find her. Brave or stupid, Willie knew he needed to go right to the source. Willie’s close, but doesn’t know how close he is to finding her. He calls out into the darkness of the hallway.]

 

WILLIE PETE

Olly olly oxen free!

 

[Sliding the earbuds from her ears with a soft growl like sigh, Brodie leans down the hall and rests her eyes on a somewhat accidental piece of collateral damage from her earlier exploits.]

 

BRODIE

Go home.

 

[She half whispers the words, almost not even wanting him to hear her. Tonight she has to face Kaven Drell, a man whose leg is bigger than her entire body and Willie promises to be nothing more than a distraction at best.]

 

[Willie tries hard to approach her without showing any indication of excitement. Despite the report of a dangerous predator, Willie sees no reason for retreat. In fact, due to his status as THE Willie Pete, he feels no fear at all. It may or may not work out for him.]

 

WILLIE PETE

Home is where the heart is, isn’t it?

 

[Now they’re within striking distance of each other. Willie’s smile is not that of an enemy, but it’s also not necessarily that of a friend.]

 

BRODIE

Heart…

 

[Pushing one hand into her pocket and the other flat against the wall, she keeps her eyes trained on him. For now at least, she’s the one in control and so long as it stays that way they’re both safe.]

 

BRODIE

What do you want?

 

[Brodie enunciates every syllable on the words that leave her mouth. The hand in her pocket curling up into a fist and pressing her short cut nails into the soft flesh of her palm.]

 

BRODIE

Where’s your friend?

 

[Willie’s no dolt, even if he plays one on TV. He can sense that her hackles are raised and he knows just what to say to calm things down.]

 

WILLIE PETE

You know how my ‘friend’ is. And I’d ask you the same, if I thought you still had any.

 

[He’s glued to her. Hasn’t broken eye contact. It’s not awkward yet either, amazingly.]

 

WILLIE PETE

That’s why I’m here. I think you’d benefit from a friend, Brodie.

 

[He enunciates ‘Brodie’ with great care.]

 

[Her hand leaves the wall to move to her head, her fingers writhing in against her scalp and tugging at her hair at the roots as she narrows her eyes just a little. She’s off-guard at his behavior and it’s pulling her focus.]

 

BRODIE

A friend? Is that what you think I need? A friend.

 

[She pulls aggressively at her hair, twisting her head a little as though trying to hear something, but still doesn’t break eye contact with him, her lips curling into a small smile.]

 

BRODIE

You’re a liar.

 

[Her small smile triggers Willie to take a step towards her, closing the distance a touch more.]

 

WILLIE PETE

Sometimes I am, sometimes I’m not.

 

[His ivory white teeth show for a moment with a quick smile.]

 

WILLIE PETE

I know you can stand alone and do whatever your heart desires, but wouldn’t it be more fun to have a helping hand?

 

[An uptick of her brow as she releases her hair, reaching out instead to work those same fingers into his facial hair and tugging his chin downward to meet her eyes.]

 

BRODIE

Maybe.

 

[Finally taking her hand out of her pocket she holds a lighter up to him, at the same time releasing his face and taking a half step forward, her eyes still trained on his.]

 

WILLIE PETE

Are you insinuating that it’s time I shave? I was considering it.

 

[Willie can’t stop thinking about the lighter and how she really ‘Flicks his Bic’. It’s humorous to him, makes him want to laugh, but he maintains a calm and collected manner.]

 

WILLIE PETE

But my future trip to the barber aside, what’s going to turn that ‘maybe’ into a delightful yes? 

 

[She finally breaks eye contact when her head darts to the side and she stares down the hall, muttering something wordlessly under her breath, pushing the lighter into his hand as she stares down the hall, she lightly growls again.]

 

BRODIE

Later….

 

[Bringing her eyes back to Willie, her painted lips break into a smile and she seems to find herself again.]

 

BRODIE

There’s going to be a time, when I’ll need a friend. Be there when it happens and I’ll consider the deal struck. Simple, right?

 

[There’s a momentary pause as they look at each other before they both realize that their hands are clasped together around the lighter. Another moment passes before their hands part. Willie glances at the lighter as Brodie steps clear of him and starts making her way up the hallway. Willie holds the lighter into his loose fist, filling it with the butane from the lighter, once full, he lights it, tossing a fist full of flame into the air.]

 

WILLIE PETE

Sounds simple enough to me.

MIKE DEMPSEY

The following battle is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Union Battleground Battalion Championships! Introducing first, the challengers, weighing in at a combined weight of 258 pounds, the team of Anastasia Hayden and Lisa Seldon, The Hellcat Spangled Death Squad! 

 

[The lights dim until the arena falls black. There’s an ominous hammerfall as "Destroy 2000 Years of Culture" by Atari Teenage Riot hits the ground running.]

IT'S A DEAD WORLD AND IT'S ABOUT THAT TIME TO CLEAR THINGS HERE!

ONE GENERATION FOLLOWS ANOTHER

BUT SOMETHING IN MY HEAD SAYS KEEP GOING

DON'T GIVE UP

[Lisa and Ana, a pair of Hellcats burst from the curtain amidst a swirling mass of red and purple spotlights. Ana steps forward, throwing up her weird, surfer dude hand gimmick. Lisa hangs back and leaves her to it. Ana chucks her mouthguard in and marches her way to the ring. Lisa saunters after.]

DESTROY 2000 YEARS OF CULTURE

DESTROY 2000 YEARS OF CULTURE

[Ana hops up onto the apron and throws another hand up to the crowd. She then steps through the ropes and gives up the floor. Lisa jumps to the apron in a single stride, leans back to shoot a wink down the camera barrel and then goes up and over the ropes into the ring. Ana has already taken her perch on the top buckle, arms folded, chewing her mouthguard idly. Lisa steps in front of her and leans back into the corner.]

 

DANTE REED

Coming to the ring right now, it’s the people’s champions, Lisa Seldon and Ana Hayden! We haven’t seen either of these two since losing their straps at Guerrilla Warfare, but they’ve kept busy in the absence of the Battleground. Anastasia Hayden has gone on to win the 4CW Championship and Lisa Seldon has become the DTW Carnage Carnival winner, besting a very familiar foe Aoki Zombie! Just take a quick look at these two, and you know they felt like they were robbed in that triple threat tag team match. Neither one of these two were pinned or submitted, however they walked out empty handed. Tonight they got their sights set on reclaiming those Battalion Beauts and righting a wrong that’s been long overdue in their minds.

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 365 pounds, they are the reigning, defending, undisputed Union Battleground Battalion Champions, the team of Fukushima Zombie and Aokigahara Zombie, The Zombie Clan!

 

[The arena goes dark and the lights pulse white at the sound of marching zombies that appear on the big screen above the stage. After a moment, Aokigahara bursts through the curtain larger than life and he pauses at the top of the stage to show his belts, when Fukushima slips out in front of him from out of nowhere! Her horror like makeup streaks down her face, and she carries herself down the ramp in a rickety sort of way that gives everyone in the arena pause.  Aoki belts out a laugh and starts stalking down after her, stopping from time to time to show his belts off to a fan.]

 

DANTE REED

Here come The Zombies! Always an opportunist, Aoki and Fukushima capitalized in the highest regards and shocked the world in their highly touted triple threat tag match and took home another set of tag team championships. It’s hard to imagine a time in Union Battleground where a Zombie wasn’t holding gold. Kimitsu Zombie has become a legend here, and now we have added more titles to the Clan. If Aoki and Fukushima can beat the Hellcats again here tonight, they certainly cement their legacy as arguably the best tag team in all of professional wrestling. But facing some bitter Hellcats is a tall order, and I’m sure they know they got their work cut out for them.

 

[Fuki reaches the ringside area, and quickly flashes into the ring, coming up to one knee with her head bent to the side and staring wide eyed at the fans. Fukushima just smirks, indicating that she's going to keep Fukushima's neck bent at that angle permanently. Aoki leaps from the floor to the apron, and then steps quickly through the ropes, coming to stand behind his smaller partner, placing both fists on his hips and thrusting out his chest. Fukushima and Ana will start this championship match.]

 

[DING!]

 

[Fukushima rushes at Ana only to catch a short kick to the face! Followed swiftly by another! Zombie falls back on her bottom leading Hayden to fly in with a dropkick right in the face! Ana quickly hooks a leg.] 

 

… One! 

 

… Kick Out! 

 

[The Grand Duchess quickly rolls to her feet. Fukushima uses the ropes on the opposite side to get back up. Anastasia comes flying in looking for a bicycle kick but Zombie avoids it! Hayden gets her legs tangled up in the ropes and ends up in a seated position on the middle rope. Fukushima bounces off the ropes on the opposite side to come flying directly back at Hayden. She slides beneath her while simultaneously wrapping both arms around the hellcat for a picture perfect sliding snap German suplex! Ana’s head bounces off the canvas inside the ring while Zombie ends up on the outside of the ring. She climbs back up on the apron to hold onto the top rope.] 

 

DANTE REED

Helluva suplex from Fukushima!

 

[Hayden gets up slowly while still holding the back of her head. Fukushima clutches the top rope in both hands while standing on the apron waiting patiently. Anastasia turns around leading Zombie to pull herself up onto the top rope before leaping off for a springboard knee strike that catches Ana! Zombie quickly goes for a pin!]

 

… One! 

 

… Break!

 

DANTE REED

Lisa Seldon quickly breaks this one up, and this is why The Hellcats are always talked about as one of the best teams in the world. That kind of awareness and urgency is what builds champions.

 

[Seldon stomps out the pin quickly before heading right back to the Hellcats corner. She’s all business here tonight. Aoki and Lisa share a brief staredown while Fukushima gets back to her feet inside the ring. Zombie reaches down to take hold of Ana. She quickly Irish whips The Grand Duchess into the corner where Aokigahara stands! Fukushima comes in with a swift knee to the midsection to soften Anastasia up in the corner before tagging in Aoki!] 

 

DANTE REED

Tag made and Aoki enters the ring!

 

[Aokigahara glides into the ring to take control of Ana in the corner. He steps up on the middle turnbuckles to hover above Ana, who remains in a daze. Aoki then begins to drop punches down on Anastasia without mercy! The crowd counts along in Spanish as Zombie marks the Hellcat with bruises using both fists. The count reaches ten which causes Aoki to drop back to pull Ana toward him for a brutal short arm lariat! Zombie then rolls her up!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Kick Out! 

 

[Aokigahara peers over at the turnbuckles. He crawls over to the corner and begins undoing the middle turnbuckle cover. Zombie pulls off the padding leaving the exposed turnbuckle but it takes a moment. A moment that Hayden uses to get back to her feet. Aoki remains on both knees when Ana comes in with a drop kick to the back of the head! The violent shot sends Aoki face first into the exposed turnbuckle! Blood flies as a chunk of flesh now is missing from the top of the champion's head. The crowd groans at the replay on the big screen.] 

 

DANTE REED

Aoki takes too long and pays the price! Good shot from Hayden and Aoki looks split open.

 

[Aokigahara manages to get up to one knee. A bloody chunk is now stuck to the canvas. Blood flows down his face but nothing this deathmatch legend can’t handle. Hayden uses this time to make her way over to the Hellcats corner. Ana stumbles toward Lisa for a tag!]

 

DANTE REED

Tag! Lisa Seldon enters the ring with Aoki and listen to this crowd!

 

[Seldon glides through the ropes. The crowd comes unglued as Seldon and Aoki come face to face. Lisa and Aoki come to blows in the center of the ring that further riles this already excited crowd. Suddenly a chair lands in the ring out of nowhere! Aoki and Lisa move to avoid being hit. Then another chair flies in from the opposite side. Fukushima got off the apron then caused Ana to follow her lead. They both toss chairs in for their partners. This begins a dangerous trend. Fans surrounding the ring all begin tossing their chairs into the ring. Aokigahara and Seldon have to duck for cover! The crowd goes crazy as chair after chair flies in. All of them don’t make it and some bounce and clang off the ring posts, apron, and even the ropes themselves. Many, however, fly right into the ring.] 

 

DANTE REED

One of the flaws of a bullring is the weather, and right now it’s raining chairs!

 

[Chairs now litter the landscape. The overhead drone view shows the chair tossing in all its splendid glory. All four wrestlers had to duck for cover when all the chairs started to fly. Ana rises to her feet as does Fuku on the opposite side. Seldon and Aokigahara both got hit a few times. Both wrestlers begin kicking the chairs out of the ring. Union ring grips come in to help while security scolds the fans in the front row. Aoki unfolds one of the chairs then turns around to see Seldon charge through a small path in the chairs right at Zombie! She catches Aokigahara with a solid yakuza kick that causes him to sit down in the chair behind him before falling straight back!] 

 

[Fukushima gets up on the apron after kicking a few of the chairs out of the way. The crew are clearing out as many as they can but there’s so many. Hayden climbs up on the apron on the opposite side while Seldon clears chairs out of her way to make a pin on Aoki!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Kick Out! 

 

[Aoki kicks out then rolls to his feet holding one of the chairs now! Seldon leaps up but nearly trips over a chair and kicks it out of the ring in frustration! Zombie stumbles toward Lisa to elbow her hard on the back of the head! She falls onto her hands and knees onto the chairs still in the ring. Aoki slips behind her to place his chair at her throat. He then lunges back while holding the back of her head and onto the chair directly in front of Seldon! The chair legs hit the canvas to drive the top of the chair into the throat of Seldon with brutal force! The crowd groans at the violent display.] 

 

DANTE REED

Ooh! Lisa Seldon just got decapitated!

 

[Aokigahara continues to bleed from the missing chunk of skull that’s still in the far corner. He makes his way across the chairs still in the ring toward his partner in the corner. Suddenly, as Zombie crawls carefully, he gets smacked across the back with a chair! Seldon stands above the champion to swing the chair down across his back over and over! Fuku reaches out for a tag but Aoki stops dead in his tracks. Seldon can barely breathe after the chair to the throat, but refuses to stay down. Lisa steps on a chair as she comes alongside Aoki, who yanks it out to trip up Seldon! Lisa falls back into a pile of more chairs. The crew continues to gather them up but the ring remains cluttered. Aoki buys himself enough time to lunge forward and tag in Fukushima!] 

 

DANTE REED

Tag! Fukushima is back in!

 

[Lisa rises to her feet. A large red mark appears at her throat from the chair shot. She can’t speak at the moment either. A pump knot has also formed on her forehead from taking a direct shot from a chair thrown in earlier. Fukushima and Lisa begin swapping blows in the clutter. Hayden wants a tag in the corner but Zombie makes sure to cut off Seldon’s path to her partner.] 

 

[Lisa reaches out to take hold of Fuku around the neck for some muay thai clinch strikes! A vicious lick sends Zombie back flat into a pile of steel chairs. Seldon takes off looking for an elbow drop but Fuku rolls out of the way suddenly! Miss! Lisa drives her elbow into the seat of one of the chairs. She clutches at it while Fukushima gathers herself momentarily.] 

 

DANTE REED

Look at the absolute anarchy in and around the ring! Dozens of chairs littered everywhere and it’s becoming a hazard to simply walk.

 

[Seldon remains on the pile of chairs when Fuku takes hold of Lisa’s right ankle. She places it inside a half unfolded chair before lying it back on the canvas carefully. Before Seldon can pull it out, however, Fukushima leaps up into the air to come down on top of the chair with both feet attempting to break the ankle of Lisa Seldon! The Hellcat calls out in pain while Zombie grins ear to ear. Seldon stumbles up to her feet only to fall on the sore ankle. Fukushima comes in slowly behind Lisa. Seldon gets to her feet and turns around to find the hell of Fuku in the form of a superkick! The violent shot pushes Lisa back into the ropes towards Ana, who tags herself in!] 

 

DANTE REED

Ana Hayden makes the tag and goes to the top rope!

 

[Anastasia leaps up onto the top rope to springboard off at Fuku suddenly for a wicked arm drag into a pile of more chairs. The crew has restored order around the ring as the referee helps kick more out of the ring. Ana holds onto the arm and twists attempting to pull the shoulder out of place after what Fukushima just did to Lisa. Hayden releases her hold only to pull Fuku close for a violent trapped elbow shot! Seldon makes it out on the apron in the Hellcats corner. Aokigahara recovers in his respective corner while Hayden continues to elbow Fukushima in the skull with force! Zombie hits the mat flat on her back! Ana quickly hooks a leg!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Two! 

 

… Break! 

 

[Aokigahara breaks up the pin with a chair! He continues swinging it down on Ana leading Seldon to stagger back into the ring. She ducks down to pick up one of the few remaining chairs still in the ring. Seldon then hits Aoki in the spine with the edge of the chair in a thrusting motion! Ana struggles on the mat while Fuku has made it back to her hands and knees. Aoki rolls out of the ring while Lisa chases after him swinging a chair wildly. She hits the mat and rolls out of the ring to give chase while Fukushima focuses on Hayden, who has made it to one knee. Zombie comes in fast with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors that Fuku holds through onto the mat. Fukushima uses her legs to attempt to choke the life from The Grand Duchess.] 

 

DANTE REED

Solid transition from Fukushima and Ana Hayden could be in trouble here.

 

[Ana attempts to stand up, but Fuku holds the headlock on tight with both legs. Hayden gets her knees beneath her to cradle up Zombie, who refuses to release her hold. Ana hoists her up for a crude powerbomb into the small pile of chairs that remain! Hayden holds through to pin both of Fuku’s shoulders to the mat!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

Big impact powerbomb from Ana Hayden to break up the submission!

 

[Aoki and Lisa are now fighting on the outside of the ring. She threw the chair at Zombie, but he ducked it and it took out a ring grip dealing with the chair situation. The two throw punches at each other like two wild animals. They battle around the edge of the ring. Lisa stumbles forward still favoring her sore ankle. Aoki takes notice of this and lunges forward to kick it out from beneath Seldon! She falls face forward which allows Aokigahara to catch her with his signature claw! The eyes of Seldon widen, but she then bites down with all she’s got! Zombies blood fills her mouth as she attempts to bite them off! Aoki has no choice but to pull away which allows Seldon a chance to spit his blood into Zombies own eyes! Lisa lunges forward with a palm to send Aokigahara back into the ring steps, where he trips backwards!] 

 

DANTE REED

Chaos ensuing outside of the ring where Aoki and Lisa are continuing their rivalry that will just never end until someone literally dies.

 

[Back inside the ring, Anastasia works the crowd as she rises to both feet. Fukushima comes in with a combination of stiff leg and body kicks! Ana covers up to defend before returning fire with kicks of her own. She spins her heel to swing around for a superkick that nearly knocks Fukushima Zombie out of the ring! She bounces off the ropes to come back at Hayden, who gets caught with a running knee! Both women hit the mat after impact. Fukushima lands on her hands and knees but quickly gets up while Anastasia leaps to her feet to come face to face with Zombie! They begin throwing punches in the center of the ring to further rile up this capacity crowd!] 

 

DANTE REED

Big knee from Ana Hayden but Fukushima pops back up and now these two are nose-to-nose! 

 

[Aokigahara gets up on the outside of the ring while Seldon circles the steps to hover above him. She bends down only to catch a headbutt from the champion! Seldon falls back into a seated position while her partner continues to swap licks with Fuku inside the ring. Zombie gets the upper hand inside the ring with a stiff kick to Irish whip Anastasia into the ropes! The Grand Duchess bounces off to come directly back to Fukushima, who attempts a clothesline but misses! Ana ducks it to hit the ropes on the opposite side. Zombie swings around to catch a running single leg drop kick from the charging Hellcat!]

 

DANTE REED

She Was Only Seventeen sends Fukushima to the mat, flat on her back! This could be it!

 

[Aokigahara watches on before running to the apron, but Lisa leaps up on his back to apply a sleeper hold. She shakes her head while grapevining her legs around the body of Aokigahara. Seldon puts on the pressure causing the two wrestlers to fall back just as Hayden hooks a leg inside the ring!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Two! 

 

… Three! 

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Here are your winners, AND NEW Union Battleground Battalion Champions, The Hellcat Spangled Death Squad!

 

[Seldon releases her hold on Aokigahara on the outside. She gets out from beneath him to stumble toward the apron. Anastasia gets handed the championships as Seldon rolls back into the ring. Hayden bends down to help Lisa up on her sore ankle. The Hellcats hold the belts up high to a deafening response from the crowd. The loudest response of the night by far for these two to recapture their coveted championship belts.] 

 

DANTE REED

Two-time, two-time! The Hellcats are your two-time Battalion Champions! They did it! They pulled it off!

 

[Aokigahara helps Fukushima off the apron and they stagger back toward the entrance ramp. The Hellcats hold the titles out at them from inside the ring to further taunt these worthy foes. The crowd chants for both teams with endearing respect that will linger the rest of this night.] 

KAVEN DRELL

So boisterous…

 

[The sounds of fingertips strumming the side of aluminum echo through the darkened room and then fades with the tones of the sing song voice. Above, a single fluorescent light tube flashes and the sneering face of Kaven Drell is illuminated for a split second before vanishing. As darkness weighs down and oppresses the viewer, Drell chuckles to himself in a quiet manner before strumming his fingers off of the thing aluminum once more.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

So proud....

 

[Another flash of the light for but a moment and Drell glowers into the eyes of those who were watching him. Soon enough he would be waging war against Brodie, defending the Trench Warfare championship that he had taken from Kimitsu Zombie months ago. He was a man used to the chaos of the world that he thrived in. But more than that, he was a man who had made the Battleground his chosen playground.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

So braggadocious…

 

[Once more he strums his fingers and the light flashes as he clears his throat and prepares to speak yet again.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

Two parasites existing in my playground because I allow it. Two puppets so engulfed in themselves they missed the strings tugging them along. You have to wonder, don’t you? Where is your safe haven now? Where can you run for protection? WHERE ARE YOUR FOUR PRECIOUS CORNERS NOW?!

 

[The voice of Kaven Drell booms, echoing off of the walls in darkness. The question hangs on the air, probing and demanding of the two men he intended it for. Though unseen, Drell leans forward and drops his voice to just above a whisper.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

How long until I cut your cords, and you can no longer dance?

 

[In the darkness, somehow, the audience can feel the smile that forms on Drells face, the subtle shift in body language evident even though unseen.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

The Battleground demands a life. It calls to me. Kill. Drell. Kill. And it is you who have been found wanting.

 

[A bark of laughter erupts and then fades. Silence continues to hang for long moments until the light finally flickers and flashes on, this time remaining. Across the walls are scratched two names over and over and over again. Perry Wallace. Dakota Smith. And in the center of the room sits a single garbage can, a crude drawing of the Adrenaline logo covered by a large frowning face in bright red spray paint can be seen. But the author of all the chaos, Drell himself, is nowhere to be found.]

MIKE DEMPSEY

The following battle is scheduled for one fall and is for the Union Battleground Trench War Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, she stands 5’11” and weighing in at 150 pounds, from Manhattan, New York, she is Brodie!

I'M THE PRO. I'M THE PRO. I'M THE PRO

I'M THE PRO. I'M THE PRO

I'M THE PROTOTYPE

I'M THE PRO. I'M THE PRO. I'M THE PRO

I'M THE PRO. I'M THE PRO.

I'M THE PROTOTYPE

[“Prototype” by Viktoria Modesta hits throughout! The curtain bursts open to reveal Brodie! The crowd gives her a mixed reaction as she struts out across the stage. Brodie walks down the ramp with real purpose in each step.]

 

DANTE REED

What could be a better way to make your Union Battleground debut than being in the Co-Main Event for a shot at the Trench War Championship at Coup de Grace? Well, a win of course. Brodie has made a name for herself in Valor Pro and DTW, and now she’s looking to expand on that by challenging the hottest competitor Union Battleground has seen quite possibly ever! Go big or go home, Brodie is here and ready to make a statement!

 

[Brodie takes off running at the end of the steel ramp to slide into the ring. She comes up on one knee in the center of the ring to further work up this crowd. The chairs have finally all been cleared from the ring and ringside after the incident during the Battalion Championship match. Brodie rises to her feet slowly to watch the entrance ramp for her opponent, the champion, Kaven Drell.] 

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

And her opponent, standing 6’2”, and weighing in at 217 pounds, from Indianapolis, Indiana, he is the reigning, defending, undisputed Union Battleground Trench War Champion, Kaven Drell!

I DEFY YOUR DEFIANCE

IT'S ALL LIES IN ALLIANCE

I'VE BEEN DAMAGED, LEFT IN RUIN

'CAUSE I'M BROKEN, FLAWED AND HUMAN

[Smoke and fog arise around the top of the entranceway as the chords to HellYeah's "Human" chime throughout the building. On the word "human" Kaven Drell emerges from the backstage area as large banners with his initials tumble downward from the rafters on either side of the screen. As Kaven comes to a halt at the top of the entranceway, men dressed in all black with their faces concealed by black bandana's come out from the back and flank him on either side as a rhythmic "KILL DRELL KILL" can be heard emanating from their mouths. Moments later Kaven begins his walk toward the ring with the rhythmic chanting growing louder with each step as the fans join in with the men who flank him.] 

 

DANTE REED

I don’t think very people would argue when I say this man has to be the most feared man in Union Battleground. He walks in tonight with his unbeaten record in tact in the Battleground, and by the looks of him, he has zero concerns that he won’t walk out just the same. Kaven Drell has been an enigma from day one and his presence has grown with each contest. He’s taken on all comers to believe they can take him down, but one by one, he’s continued to stack bodies in his wake. Can Drell finish off season three with a perfect record and the Trench War Championship still in tact? We are just a few moments away from finding out! 

 

[Finally, Drell halts just before reaching the ring apron, staring into the ring at the task that awaits him before the men who were flanking him now come up behind him and lift him, carefully, upward, setting him down upon the ring apron where he then ducks into the ring. Running his hands over his smooth, bald head, Drell smiles as the chant has grown to a deafening level. With each word as the music plays on, Kavens head nods in approval as he makes his way to his corner, taking a seat as he waits for the match to begin. Brodie never takes her eye off the champion.] 

 

[DING!]

 

[Brodie comes right at Kaven as the bell echoes throughout and catches a knife edge chop from the champion! Brodie falls back, but comes forward again only to catch another stiff chop from Drell! Brodie turns away after the vicious shot which allows Kaven to wrap her up from behind in a bear hug! Kaven hoists Brodie up then squeezes her with all he’s got! She slings her head back attempting to headbutt the champ! Miss! Drell moves his head to avoid these licks but finally Brodie nails him in the nose by slinging her head back! Kaven drops her to release the hold.] 

 

[Brodie swings around to reach down to pull out both of Drell’s feet from beneath him! Kaven falls flat on his back which allows Brodie to get back to her feet. She takes hold of his feet before Drell can get up and uses her hold as brace to begin stomping down onto the face of the undefeated champion! Brodie drops heavy stomps aiming for the head and chest with an unrelenting fervor.]

 

DANTE REED

Brodie with the vicious stomps to the head but I have to wonder how effective that is? I mean the dude uses his head as a battering ram, I’m not sure someone can do much damage to that dome piece.

 

[Drell is left on the mat in a bit of a daze while Brodie heads for the closest corner. Kaven leaps up, but staggers a tad. He makes his way over to the corner quickly to leap up on the middle turnbuckle to catch Brodie from behind! The champion wraps both arms around Brodie as her eyes widen. Kaven then German suplexes Brodie off the top turnbuckle leading both wrestlers to crash in the center of the ring! After impact, Drell quickly adjusts to make a pin!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

[Brodie rolls to her feet as does Kaven after she kicks out. The two come to blows almost immediately. She swings upward in an upper cutting motion to catch the champion beneath his chin! The violent lick rocks the champion and causes him to fall down into a seated position on the canvas. Brodie bounces off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring to come flying in at the champion for a brutal shining wizard that hits the mark! She quickly recovers to go for a pin.] 

 

...One! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

Couple of big impact maneuvers and pinfall attempts but nothing doing for either competitor. 

 

[Kaven rolls over to push himself up while Brodie heads for the corner in a hurry. She leaps up on the middle turnbuckle to bounce on up to the top. She turns around to face out just as Drell gets back to his feet. She leaps off with a crude cross body at the champion, but he catches her out of the air then drops her down across an extended knee for a violent back breaker! The counter riles up the crowd.] 

 

[Brodie hits the mat to hold her back while Drell heads for the corner she just flew off of. Kaven scales the turnbuckles but Brodie rises quickly just behind him. Drell quickly adjusts to leap off for a double ax handle, but Brodie avoids the fists to catch Kaven for an atomic drop! The champion bends over after taking the super atomic drop leading the challenger to bounce off the ropes directly behind him. Brodie slingshots back at Kaven from behind for a picture perfect running bulldog that drives the champions face deep into the mat. Brodie hooks a leg!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

That… that would take any other man right out of this contest, and might take a man like Drell out too. That hurt me just seeing it!

 

[Brodie hits the mat with a balled fist as the frustration creeps in. Kaven rolls over to push himself back up to a vertical base. Brodie slithers back up to her feet in a taunting manner. She grapples up the champion to toss him toward the ropes with an Irish whip. Drell bounces off the ropes to come rushing back towards Brodie, who aims for a clothesline but Kaven ducks it! Drell bounces off the ropes on the opposite side to nail the challenger with a Lou Thesz press! Kaven transitions the maneuver into mounted punches!] 

 

[Kaven stands up off of his foe. Drell then runs into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring to whip himself back at Brodie, who sits up. The champion is looking to take her head off in this vulnerable position, but she counters with a drop toe hold! Kaven falls face forward into the ropes to become tangled. Brodie quickly gets up and rushes over to him. She takes hold of the middle ropes in each hand on either side of the champions head. She then uses her right knee in the back of his neck to press it firmly against the middle rope while simultaneously pulling on the rope to choke Drell!]

 

[Kaven desperately attempts to escape but Brodie’s hold is firm. Drell begins to turn red in the face as the oxygen in his brain begins to deplete at a rapid pace. Brodie is willing to choke him to death if it means she walks out with Drell’s strap! Kaven wiggles before rocking himself side to side until he’s able to slip out of Brodie’s grasp. Drell rolls off the apron to hit the floor clutching at his throat. Brodie stomps on the canvas in frustration. Drell gathers himself briefly while Brodie rolls out of the ring on the opposite side. She attempts to sneak up on the unsuspecting champion from behind. Brodie circles the ring and lowers her center of gravity slowly as she does so.] 

 

DANTE REED

Kaven Drell somehow manages to escape the clutches of Brodie and slides outside to regroup. But it looks like Brodie is about to flank him.

 

[A fan in the front row takes a swing at the challenger, but misses. Brodie stops to avoid being hit and realizes the fan dropped something. Security tackles the man while Brodie picks up the brass knuckles he tried to hit her with.]

 

DANTE REED

Holy shit! A fan just tried to take out Brodie with some brass knucks! Only in Mexico, folks!

 

[She grins wide as she puts them on then briefly admires the weapon. Brodie then continues around the edge of the ring toward Drell who begins to slowly turn around to locate his opponent. Brodie takes off and just as Kaven turns around she swings wide to catch him flush with the brass knuckles! The replay shows the force of the punch that sends Drell down to the concrete floor.] 

 

[Brodie leaps down atop Kaven to begin throwing more punches! The champion covers up but the brass knuckle leaves a mark with every lick. Suddenly, a dazed Kaven rolls the two completely over to end up on top of Brodie! Drell goes to town with elbow shot after elbow shot! Kaven loses his mind in a barrage of violent fury!] 

 

DANTE REED

Brodie must have hit the berserk button in Kaven’s dome because he’s completely flipped his shit!

 

[A red mark across both of the champion’s jaws tells the tale. Brodie wanted to end this one early with the knuckles but Kaven survived. One of the sharp elbow shots from the champion leaves a gash across the brow of Brodie. Blood once again flows in the battleground. Drell looks beneath the apron after busting open his foe. He reaches deep to pull out a shiny new ladder.] 

 

“KILL! DRELL! KILL!”

 

DANTE REED

This chant transcends the language barrier!

 

[Kaven yanks the ladder out from beneath the ring fast. He carefully places it up on the apron before sliding it in. Brodie gets to one knee with the gash across her brow still bleeding. Drell hits the spot with a big right hand before whipping her onto the apron. Brodie rolls on inside the ring causing Kaven to follow. Brodie is in a daze when Drell takes hold of her once more. He pulls her over alongside the ladder in the center of the ring. Kaven opens up the ladder and uses one arm to hold one side up while using the other to sandwich Brodie between the two sides of the steel ladder.] 

 

[Drell allows it to drop onto her. Brodie attempts to wiggle out only to have Kaven stomp down on the top of the ladder to add a little mustard to this sandwich of doom. Drell then rushes over to the corner. The fans are alive with excitement as Kaven climbs the turnbuckle. He does not turn around when he gets to the top but takes the leap of faith and comes crashing down with a moonsault! Drell lands on the ladder with all of his weight to smash Brodie between the rungs of the unforgiving ladder!] 

 

DANTE REED

OH MY GOD! Kaven Drell took to the heavens and landed an absolutely devastating moonsault!

 

[Kaven rolls off to the side holding his ribs. One or two may have been cracked, but he can worry about that later. Brodie stirs somehow, still stuck inside the ladder. She uses her hands to raise up the top side in order to roll out. Brodie attempts in vain to gather her bearings only to be rolled up by the champion!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Thre — Kick Out! 

 

[Drell cannot believe it! Brodie continues to roll after miraculously getting a shoulder up at the last possible moment to survive.] 

 

“SANTA MIERDA! SANTA MIERDA! SANTA MIERDA!”

 

[Kaven gets back up to see Brodie roll out of the ring. A grin crosses his face as he watches his foe slither away to rethink her approach. Drell watches her every move from inside the ring until she stops alongside the apron. Brodie’s head is foggy after being sandwiched between the ladder. The impact of the champion’s moonsault effects are still being felt. Drell lines himself up in the ring with Brodie before bouncing off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. The Trench War Champion comes rushing across the ring to dive between the ropes at Brodie on the outside! Brodie leaps up with an extended knee to catch the charging champion between the eyes! Kaven bounces off the apron and onto the outside floor.] 

 

DANTE REED

I don’t know how Brodie is not only still standing, but has the bearings to rock Drell with a counter knee! Incredible willpower from the challenger!

 

[Brodie stomps down onto Drell with unforgiving force. Kaven manages to get onto his belly and begins to crawl away from the challenger, who gives chase. Brodie relentlessly continues her assault while hovering above Drell. Kaven gets to the steel ring steps. He carefully crawls up onto the first step when Brodie comes in to stomp the back of his head into the edge of the top step! The fans groan at the curb stomp. Brodie grins wide with a crimson mask. Drell hits the steps flat with blood now running out of his mouth. One of his teeth dings against the bottom steel step. Brodie reaches down to take it up before pocketing for a keepsake.] 

 

DANTE REED

Uuuh...

 

[Brodie shakes her head still feeling the effects of the ladder sandwich. Drell appears knocked out after the violent stomp. The replay hits the world wide web to trend worldwide while Brodie desperately attempts to get the champion up on the apron. She uses all her strength to hoist Drell back into the ring after giving him a big shove. Kaven rolls beneath the bottom rope and onto his back. Brodie quickly slides into the ring to hook a leg!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Kick Out! 

 

[The crowd erupts as Drell gets a shoulder up at the last possible moment. Brodie appears perplexed and rises up to hold three fingers up at the official. The referee assures her it was a count of two and the following replay proves it. Brodie continues to argue her case when Drell grapples her up from behind! The bloody champion applies a crossface chicken wing as both wrestlers slam onto the mat. Both of the challenger's eyes widen as she realizes the hold is locked in! The crowd pops!] 

 

[Brodie thrashes her free limbs about but has nowhere to go. She rocks her body and does anything and everything in order to get free to no avail. Drell continues to apply more and more pressure while Brodie gets hold of the ropes with her two feet. She attempts to pull herself closer and closer to the ropes. Brodie uses her legs to pull herself into the ropes and she uses that momentum to get out onto the apron! Kaven holds the crossface chickenwing on as the two roll off the end of the apron. The two wrestlers crash down onto the outside floor as an overhead drone shows, causing Kaven to release his hold on Brodie after landing on his cracked ribs.] 

 

DANTE REED

I think Kaven Drell has some internal damage from that top rope moonsault. He’s obviously favoring his midsection.

 

[Brodie rolls away from the Trench War Champion quickly. She uses Dante’s new table to pull herself up. Kaven gets up to one knee while still holding his ribs. Both wrestlers' faces are covered in blood. The two charge at one another with Brodie spearing Drell into the edge of the apron with all she’s got left! Kaven hits ribs first before falling down into a seated position. Brodie takes a step back to rush back at Drell with a knee to the face! His head snaps back against the edge of the apon! The champion hits the floor in a pile leading Brodie to grapple him up once more. She gets Kaven back onto the apron to push him back into the ring. She shakes her head attempting to clear the cobwebs before sliding back into the ring herself.] 

 

[Drell somehow staggers to his feet while Brodie is still sliding back into the ring. She gets up as he positions himself behind the challenger. Brodie catches a wicked ripcord elbow from behind before being spinned around by the champion! Kaven then takes hold of her and begins to deliver headbutt after headbutt! The crowd count reaches four before Kaven leans way back to come in with a definitive murder death kill shot! Kaven puts his right index finger up to his lips to indicate, “Hush.” Brodie falls back onto the mat leading the champion to roll her up!] 

 

DANTE REED

Kaven Drell with the barbaric headbutts! He’s hooking the leg for the cover! This one’s over!

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

...Three! 

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Here is your winner, AND STILL Union Battleground Trench War Champion, Kaven Drell!

 

“KILL! DRELL! KILL!”

 

[The crowd goes wild as the referee helps Kaven up to hand him the Trench War Championship. The Battleground is alive with chants for Drell, but he simply grins wide with a bloody smile. The canvas is now covered in blood from tonight's events and the crowd is forever grateful. Drell peers down at Brodie and gives a nod in respect for the fight she put up.] 

[Kaven is making his way back up the entrance ramp. Holding his title and satisfied with what he’s done here tonight. “Warrior” by Dead by April hits over the PA system and he seems to grin even more as he looks up in time to see Kaelan Laughlin standing at the top of the ramp, a microphone in her hand. the Warhorse Championship around her waist. Her music dies almost as quick as it came on.]

 

KAELAN LAUGHLIN

Congratulations Kaven. You managed to hold onto your little trinket there. You know I could have continued to show you I can be at your level. I could have came out here and made a point to tarnish your reign as Champion like you did mine, Do it to prove a point after you came for my family, but I realized I didn’t need to do that because consider this your notice. I’m cashing in my Warhorse Championship and upgrading to your precious little trinket. I am going to take EVERYTHING you care about away from you.

 

[Drells wide grin remains in place as he holds both of his hands out, applauding her in sarcastic fashion before turning and retrieving the microphone that had quickly been ushered up to him from ringside. There are still signs of wear and tear from his brawl with Brodie, but he seemed unphased by any of that as he shifted the weight of his championship belt on his shoulder and stared directly up the ramp at her.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

Little Kitten, so good to see you again.

 

[Folding both of his feet inward, Drell drops down to a seated position and immediately shifts the belt to rest in his lap as he continues to maintain eye contact with her.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

I do take pity on you, though. Trying so hard to belong. Oh, it eats at you that the world looks at you and sees little more than the wife of Bryan Laughlin. It’s okay sweetheart, you don’t have to admit it. We both know it’s true. You’re so desperate to prove yourself that you’re willing to lose yourself. Sacrifice yourself for a moment of fame. And with each failure. Each misstep, the weight of the world weighs a little heavier on you, doesn’t it?

 

[Nodding his head as though he understands her, he continues on.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

It’s not just you though, it’s so many who are like you. You represent the problem and I the solution. Look around you, Kaelan. Open your ears. Do you hear them? Do you hear those that I’ve freed from the shackles of societal expectation?

 

[On cue, the audience respond as they knew he would.]

 

"KILL! DRELL! KILL!"

 

KAVEN DRELL

I don’t need for you to follow me, Kaelan. But you clearly want to. First the War Horse, and now the Trench War? My dear, you needn’t struggle. If you want to follow… all you must do is take my hand.

 

[Reaching out, he extends his hand outward and upward in the direction where Kaelan Laughlin stands at the top of the ramp. Kaelan’s eyes narrowed as she looked down at Kaven sitting there. She slapped his hand out of the way and sat down across from him on the ramp. She sighed into the microphone as she shook her head.]

 

KAELAN LAUGHLIN

Oh Kaven… you can sit here and try to distract everyone from what I just said to you. You can try to tear me down saying the same tired things everyone has been saying about me. It’s all water off a ducks back at this point and I’m tired of hearing all that quacking you know?

 

[Kaelan smirked and laughed under her breath before moving her belt to her lap just like Kaven’s.]

 

KAELAN LAUGHLIN

Just like I’m tired of you justifying your shitty actions as if you’re some kind of savior. These fans are just nothing but faceless victims to you. Do you think I truly believed you cared about what I did to Winter at Opulence? No.. just like I don’t truly believe you would care if I were to do the same thing to Leela Watts but oh.. I think you cared when I held your precious little baby girl in my arms and apologized to her about the very bleak future she will have if she expects you to be anything of value in it once I’m done with you. I don’t need your hand Kaven. I don’t need your sympathy because it doesn’t really matter to you. You don’t care about anyone but yourself. Chaos and destruction mindlessly done while claiming to help people. I’m done and I’m here to expose you for the false prophet you are. You want to burn everything down Kaven? I got just the match in mind. What do you say about an inferno match? Or are you scared of being the one who gets exposed as the fraud you are?

 

[Shaking his head, he slowly allowed his hand that she had slapped to settle back down into his lap.]

 

KAVEN DRELL

It is a shame after all this time you still haven’t learned a thing. It’s not sympathy I feel for you, Kaelan. It’s pity. It wasn’t salvation I offered you. It was escape. Alas, you’ve decided to let pride be your undoing once more. So be it, if you want an inferno match? I’ll baptize you in it and then stand back and…

 

[He doesn’t need to finish the statement. The fans respond without hesitation.]

 

"LET! IT! BURN!"

 

KAELAN LAUGHLIN

I couldn’t think of a more fitting end for someone like you. The ultimate Karma. Destroyed by the very thing you preached for so long. I will love watching you Burn. I will love taking your trinket from you. From showing Leela she’s just another pawn in your game and you’re not worth the trouble, and for little Ellie to see… Her Daddy wasn’t good enough to stick around.

 

[Kaelan rose to her feet and tossed the microphone down almost hitting Kaven with it. She holds up her championship and then looks to the one in Kaven’s lap with a smirk telling him it’s going to be hers. There’s a twinkle in Kaven’s eye, of malice and rage, unnoticeable to the casual viewer as he stared back at her. But it was there all the same as the two continued to glower at each other until the scene shifted elsewhere.]

[We cut to the backstage area, an empty locker room fills the scene. Hanging on one of the lockers is a rooster mask, dusty and bloody. Normally we'd be introduced to Bryan in a dark setting. There is no darkness here, no neon lights to announce his arrival. Just a static shot of his mask.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS
I know it seems odd.

 

[Bryan's voice can be heard, before we see him. He steps into the scene, already dressed in his ring attire. Bryan looks stoic, focused on the task ahead of him.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS
I know I don't seem like the most stable choice here. I know most of you wouldn't consider me to be the man to save Union Battleground. But the time is here, and I've been the only one to step up to Dakota.

 

[He pauses.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS
Dakota you've held onto this company for long enough, and might I remind you that you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Indi. She gave you the opportunity you needed to snatch away the Union Battleground Championship. A rodent, picking his time to scurry out to scavenge for goods.

 

[Bryan looks down at the floor. We can see the intensity of the situation all across his face.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS
The time is now, Dakota.

 

[Bryan whips his head up, staring into the camera.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS
Perry Wallace can't save you. There will be nobody getting in between us tonight. Because your day of reckoning is here! I am here to cast judgement on you, Dakota. Judge, jury and executioner all rolled into one person!

 

[Bryan pauses again.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS

You've taken advantage for long enough, and now you must pay for these crimes. I will set Union Battleground free. Free from having to be shackled next to you anymore. Free to grow and prosper as we head into Season Four. Free to not worry about the death that you bring.

 

[Bryan looks up, focusing on the ceiling as he continues to speak.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS

They told me, Dakota. They talked to me and assured me I was on the right path, that I was doing the right thing!

 

[He brings his head down, smiling as he looks into the camera.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS

So I know now that I am just. I can be at peace, and cut this cancer out of Union for the good of all of us. Even if it means losing myself in the process...

 

[Bryan grows quiet, just for a moment. Letting the gravity of his words fall on him.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS
It's for the greater good, in the end. It's for all of us. 

 

[Bryan pauses yet again.]

 

BRYAN WILLIAMS

So be it, because there's no turning back now.

 

[And with that, the lights go out. Only for a brief moment, because when they return Bryan isn't there. The only thing that remains is his mask, hanging on the locker once again. The scene ends as the camera focuses on the mask, yet again.]

MIKE DEMPSEY

Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the Main Event of the evening! The following battle is scheduled for one fall and is for the Union Battleground Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 219 pounds, from New York, New York, he is Bryan Williams!

GINGER, THIS IS SARAH.

PICK UP IF YOU'RE THERE.

I'M AT THIS PLACE ON PICO BOULEVARD CALLED TECH NOIR...

[The introduction of the song is sudden, we hear an ominous tone that follows the Terminator line. The keys are dragged out, lingering in the air as the song gets to a slow start. Seconds pass, as a backing track is finally introduced along with the lengthy notes. Eventually, after a minute, the song really kicks into gear. Neon strobe lights flash along with the beat, a shadowy figure keeps in the darkness. Slowly, we see Bryan Williams methodically walk out from the back. He's dressed for a fight, his jacket covering his torso and his baseball bat in hand. It rests comfortably on his shoulder as it keeps its dangerous message. The wolf mask on his head stays contrasted with the neon lights and the darkness. Bryan keeps his head low, as the song continues to play along. The techno beat ramping up more and more, as the lights around him shimmer and dance.]

 

DANTE REED

When Bryan Williams made his debut in Union Battleground, many people questioned whether he still had it in him to compete at a high level. A debut loss to Will Neilson furthered those speculations, but since then, he’s been on a steady rise through the ranks. Falling just short at Guerrilla Warfare, he rebounded in a triple threat title eliminator match to earn his shot here tonight. Bryan Williams believes it’s his destiny to be here and to take down the plague that is Dakota Smith. Will he be able to push past all of the doubt and all of the concern and earn a win on Union Battleground’s biggest event?

 

[The song continues to play, as Bryan stands on the top of the ramp. With his head down, Bryan lets the baseball bat fall from his shoulder, the weight of the bat being pulled towards the ground. His head snaps forward, as he slowly begins to make his way down towards the ring.]

 

[Williams props his bat up against the ring steps, then climbs the steps to glide through the ropes. This crowd stands behind this guy firmly.] 

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

And his opponent, accompanied by 4CW Owner Perry Wallace, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 240 pounds, he is the reigning, defending, undisputed Union Battleground Champion “The Butcher” Dakota Smith!

 

[The finger splitting, ear shattering licks of “Your Disposal” by Cattle Decapitation bursts throughout the arena in a violent rage as the entire arena goes black. White strobe lights flicker at the entrance ramp, as a thick black smoke obscures the stage. After a few moments, Dakota appears in the middle of the smoke - as if he just materialized there. Perry Wallace accompanies him to the ring. 4CW is in the house. Smith’s eyes are dead set on the ring, as the strobe light flickers, giving a slow-mo effect as he cracks his neck to the left and then to the right. As vicious snarl forms on his cracked lips, piercing through his beard he starts to march his way down to the ring.]

YOU ALONE ARE YOUR DISPOSAL.

A LIFETIME OF STAINS, WASTING AWAY SLOWLY DOWN THE DRAIN.

NO MERCY, NO REPRISAL.

NO SECOND CHANCE!

[As the growl from that last line penetrates throughout the arena, Dakota begins to march down to the ring. His boot steps are heavy, and his arms twitch and tingle at his sides as he seemingly growls and argues with himself underneath his breath. The strobe light gives everything a rather abstract horror effect as the butcher lashes out some unsuspecting fans at ring side. Dakota cockily grins as he runs his fingers down one of the scars on his stomach, chuckling to himself before continuing to make his way down to the ring, a bit more aggression in his stride. Wallace follows close behind to watch over his asset.]

 

DANTE REED

And for the final walkout of the night, Dakota Smith is in the house and he’s brought along that big fat bully Perry Wallce. Whether it’s making people cringe from gore and violence in the ring, or making people mad online, this is a sight that no one would have expected to see. Dakota Smith’s debut in the Guerrilla Warfare bout was a complete shock. The fact that he was the last man standing, capturing the vacant title, was a shock. The ensuing celebration, revealing Perry Wallace as his manager in the Battleground was an insane shock. What will Smith do tonight to shock us once more?

 

[Rolling in under the bottom rope Dakota plants his fists into the mat and pushes himself up. As he gets to his feet a deranged, almost animistic grin twists across his face. As the butcher stands in the center of the ring with his head turned down towards the mat the strobe-light ceases, just in time for him to lift his head up and let out a small chuckle. Rolling his neck around his shoulders, Dakota backs himself into his corner and takes a seat - waiting for the match to begin. Perry begins to taunt Bryan from ringside almost immediately.]

 

[The referee comes in to hold up the championship high into the air. Williams and Smith stare each other down. Wallace stands at the apron near Dakota as the referee calls for the bell!] 

 

[DING!]

 

[The two men lock up in the center of the ring. Dakota swings Bryan around as they tangle up in a clinch to start things off. Williams sticks his right foot behind Smith’s right heel then gives him a shove to trip up the champion! Bryan dives on top of Dakota and begins choking him! Perry calls Bryan a cheater from the outside, but he just wants to strangle Smith to death. The Butcher brings his knees up from behind Williams to sling shot him off! Bryan ends up tangled in the ropes, but just dodges an attempted punch from Wallace on the outside! Williams gets jerked back through the ropes by Dakota suddenly! The Butcher spins Williams around to catch him with a European uppercut! Bryan staggers back, but Smith comes in with another mighty European uppercut to send Williams to the mat!] 

 

DANTE REED

The Champion starts off strong here and it’s going to be an interesting dynamic to see how Williams handles the extra noise from ringside from his former boss.

 

[Williams staggers up only to have Dakota grab him up from behind into a side headlock! Bryan pushes The Butcher off and toward the ropes, where Dakota bounces off to come directly back at Williams full speed ahead! Bryan takes off to catch Smith with a picture perfect leaping enziguri kick! Dakota staggers back allowing Williams to follow up by cradling up the champion into a blue thunder bomb that he holds on for a pin!] 

 

...One! 

 

...Two! 

 

…Kick Out! 

 

[Smith kicks out at the last possible moment to save his title reign! The crowd is amped up already with the self proclaimed savior of Union Battleground putting on a show. Perry hits the apron after the near pinfall with frustration.] 

 

DANTE REED

Dakota Smith kicks out in the nick of time and I think he got caught off guard a bit.

 

[Smith gets back to his feet to find Bryan charging at him! The Butcher lunges forward to clothesline Bryan off his feet at the throat! Dakota rolls to his feet to look down at Perry. Smith reaches a hand out toward the 4 Corners Wrestling owner for something. Perry nods and reaches in his back pocket to slowly retrieve a wrinkled paper bag. Williams begins to stir on the mat as Wallace tosses the worn bag at Smith. Dakota catches it then sticks his right hand inside. He slowly removes a brand new stihl chainsaw chain that’s unlinked. Smith drops it down along his side like a whip and the teeth glisten in the bright overhead lights. Brand new kinda sharp.] 

 

DANTE REED

Yo, what the hell is that?! Is this really happening?

 

[Bryan pushes down on the mat on his elbows to get up when Dakota lashes him across the back with the chainsaw chain! Blood flies as Smith begins to use the sharp chain to whip the back of Bryan Williams. He falls flat on the mat leading Smith to reach down to rip off the now shredded shirt of Williams. The champion exposes the bloody back of his opponent before smacking the chainsaw chain across the shoulder blades of Williams again and again! The teeth dig into the flesh with every lash of the chain, but Perry and Dakota seemed delighted at the display of perverse violence.] 

 

DANTE REED

Dakota Smith shows why he is The Butcher! This is absolute carnage unfolding right before our very eyes, folks!

 

[Williams manages to roll over onto his back just as Dakota comes back down with the sharp chain once more! Bryan takes hold of it with both hands leading Smith to yank it from Bryan’s grasps to shred the palms of his hands in one swift motion! Smith falls back onto the mat after yanking the chain away from Bryan, who rolls out of the ring to gather himself. Williams peers down to see his hands are cut up now from the chain and his back bleeding all over. Bryan reaches the ring steps with Perry backing away while taunting the entire way. Dakota rushes over to the corner where Bryan has made it to on the outside. Williams suddenly spins around with his baseball bat to sweep Smith’s feet out from beneath him! The bloody challenger then slowly walks up the steps while dragging his beloved bat behind him in a menacing unfolding scene.] 

 

DANTE REED

Ground rule double from Bryan Williams and he sweeps the legs of Dakota Smith. 

 

[Smith struggles on the mat after taking a baseball bat to both ankles. Wallace hits the apron on the other side of the ring to get The Butcher back in this. Williams glides through the ropes to end up hovering above Dakota with his bat. Bryan says something to Smith before swinging the bat down at him! Smith rolls to cover up but Williams assaults him Network-wide with the bat. Smith rolls out of the ring which leads Williams to rush at the ropes to take one last swing but Dakota dives out of dodge! Williams walks around the ring all fired up before throwing his bat through the ropes at Perry, who ducks to just miss getting nailed with Williams beloved weapon!] 

 

[Smith gathers himself on the outside of the ring. Bruises already begin to form after the licks from the bat. Bryan calls out for Smith to get back into the ring. Suddenly, a figure on the stage ramp gets everyone’s attention! Bobby Benson is holding a megaphone and walking down the ramp screaming into it wildly!] 

 

DANTE REED

What the hell is going on here? Bobby Benson is coming to the ring!

 

[Bryan takes notice of this inside the ring. James Radford and The Willie Pete’s manager has not forgotten about the cage match and makes that known to anyone and everyone in attendance. Wallace watches as Bobby continues to scream into the microphone! Smith uses this moment to slide back into the ring behind Williams. Bobby notices this and continues to use this distraction to cost Bryan. Dakota comes in from behind with the chainsaw chain again! He loops it over Bryan’s head before pulling it back so that the teeth dig into the throat of Williams! The crowd collective groans. The violent display even causes Benson to halt his berating of Williams momentarily.] 

 

DANTE REED

Oh my god! Dakota Smith is trying to kill the man!

 

[Williams eyes bulge in his head as The Butcher attempts to choke him to death with a sharp chainsaw chain from behind! Bryan stands up then desperately reaches behind him until he gets both arms around the back of Dakota’s head! Smith pulls back even more causing blood to stream down the neck of Williams where each blade has drawn in. Williams manages a sit out jawbreaker that rocks the champion and allows Bryan to breathe once again!] 

 

[The Butcher gets to his feet slowly to find Bryan holding his throat mere feet away. Wallace hits the apron with two balled fists to keep Smith focused. Bobby Benson swears through the megaphone at Williams, who rolls out of the ring to face him. Benson snarls at Bryan. Dakota rolls out of the ring to come up from behind Williams slow and methodical while Perry jumps up on the apron to distract the referee. He twitches slightly as Benson holds out his megaphone, Smith shoves Bryan hard from behind and Benson swings his megaphone overhead to smack Williams over the head, which shatters into pieces! Bobby retreats and Williams ends up face down on the concrete floor with The Butcher hovering above.] 

 

DANTE REED

Bobby Benson just took out the challenger and the referee didn’t see it!

 

[Smith bends down to pick up Bryan. The champion helps Williams over to the apron before shoving him back inside the ring! Perry Wallace hops back down from the apron and encourages The Butcher as he rolls back into the ring. Williams does not move even when Dakota rolls him up into a pin!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Two! 

 

… Thre — Kick Out! 

 

DANTE REED

Bryan Williams kicks out! I don’t know how, but he’s still in it!

 

[Dakota, Wallace, and a distant Benson all appear shocked when Bryan gets a shoulder up at two and three quarters. Smith hits the mat before standing right back up. Williams staggers to his feet leading The Butcher to charge at him! Bryan shifts his position to catch the charging champion with a wild superkick to the jaw! The sudden kick sends Smith to the mat flat on his back! Williams wastes little time heading for the closest corner. Wallace screams at Williams as he scales the turnbuckles. Dakota lies flat on his back, but Perry screams something inaudible at Williams, who turns to face him from the top turnbuckle. The obscene comment causes Williams to change targets as he moonsaults off the top turnbuckle down onto Perry Wallace on the outside floor! Perry is able to dodge out of the way just in time, but trips over his own feet and lands awkwardly and clenches the back of his leg.]

 

DANTE REED

I think Perry just pulled a hammy showing off that lightning speed!

 

[Smith begins to stir in the ring. He raises up to look around. No Perry at ringside and no Bryan Williams in the ring. Dakota crawls over to the ropes and uses them to get back to a vertical base. Perry and Williams are laid out on the outside floor. Bobby Benson stands out from the announcers table picking up the broken pieces of his megaphone. Dakota rolls out of the ring just as Williams gets back up to one knee. Smith lunges at Bryan aiming for a bicycle kick that the challenger ducks! Williams stands up and swings around to catch a kick to the gut from The Butcher! Williams bends in response only to be cradled up in a snap powerbomb! Dakota slams Bryan down onto the edge of the apron!] 

 

[Williams ends up down on the concrete floor. Smith bends down to hoist him up onto the apron. Dakota walks over to Perry to make sure he’s alright before sliding back into the ring. Bryan stumbles up to one knee to come face to face with The Butcher! Williams reaches out to pull Dakota close for a knee to the gut! Smith bends in recoil leading Bryan to cradle him up into a fisherman’s carry that transitions into a neckbreaker across an extended knee! Williams stands up just as Perry gets up on the apron holding something. Bryan notices Perry running along the apron and turns to catch a face full of the Union Battleground Championship while Benson now distracts the referee! Dakota slithers in to take full advantage and hooks a leg and eventually the referee slides over to make the count!]

 

...One! 

 

…Two! 

 

...Three — NO! Kick Out! 

 

[The Butcher gets back to his feet. He reaches down to pick up Williams to a vertical base before Irish whipping him towards the furthest corner! Bryan flies across the ring in a blur, but turns right before impact to hit back first into the turnbuckles! Smith wastes little time in charging across the ring at his foe for a stiff lariat! Bryan slumps over in the corner which leads The Butcher hold him up for a huge back hand chop across Bryan’s bare chest! The shot causes him to wince in pain. Dakota follows up with a sharp elbow shot before delivering another vicious backhand chop! Bryan falls forward into the awaiting arms of Smith, who hoists up Williams onto the top turnbuckle in a seated position. Dakota stands on the middle rope to get a proper hold of Bryan, who begins to fight Smith off!] 

 

DANTE REED

Bryan Williams continues to dig deep and stay in this fight, but I don’t know how much more he’s got left in the tank. 

 

[The two wrestlers swap blows with Williams in a seated position slightly above Dakota. Smith catches Williams with a brutal uppercut that halts his offense just long enough for The Butcher to climb on up on the top turnbuckle to cradle up Bryan’s head at his side before falling off in a free falling DDT! As the two come crashing down, Williams foot clips the referee right in the temple and he drops like a sack of potatoes! The maneuver drives Williams face first into the mat but takes a toll on Dakota as well and everyone in the ring is laid out cold!]

 

DANTE REED

The referee is out! Dakota Smith is out! Bryan Williams is out! It’s time for Perry Wallace to unzip those pants and take off his shoes!

 

[Both men remain down while Perry continues to will on The Butcher from ringside. Wallace can’t believe Williams is still alive in this one at this point. Dakota crawls over to Bryan slowly. Rather than go for a cover once he realizes the downed referee, he straddles the challenger and begins throwing down fists! Williams attempts to cover with little success while Smith appears to revel in the punishment he’s dishing out.] 

 

[Dakota stops his assault and hops off Williams. Smith notices the chainsaw chain lying on the mat in the center of the ring. He does not bother it, but rather changes his focus back to Bryan. Williams gets picked up off the mat back to his feet before getting cradled up into a snap double underhook piledriver face first onto the sharp chain! Bryan somehow manages to roll over on his back to reveal a deep cut now across the bridge of his nose. The chain left a gash. Dakota lies on the canvas and reaches over to touch the blood. It oozes between his index finger and thumb before he smears it across his own face.] 

 

DANTE REED

It looks like this one is about over. Dakota Smith is calling his shot and Bryan Williams looks completely lifeless out there.

 

[The crowd stirs wildly suddenly. A hovering drone focuses on the disturbance inside the crowd to reveal someone walking toward the ringside area through the crowd. Dick Devereaux is revealed by the drone!]

 

DANTE REED

What the.. What the hell?! Are you kidding me?! It’s Dick Devereaux!

 

[“The Butcher of the Battleground” leaps over the security barrier to smack Bobby Benson in the forehead with his signature barbed wire baseball bat! Wallace realizes what’s happening and starts to rush at Devereaux, leading with the Union Battleground Championship, but Devereaux flinches with the bat and takes off after Wallace. Wallace drops the title and quickly turns to hop the barricade, trying to flee the scene through the crowd!]

 

[With Wallace MIA, Devereaux turns his attention now inside the ring, seeing Dakota now on his feet and bringing Williams up with him. Dakota begins to setup his trademark GoreWhore slam, but Devereaux hops up on the apron and winds back with his bat. Just as Dakota locks Williams in the full nelson, Devereaux swings down and cracks Smith right over the head! The surprise ambush causes Dakota to stumble forward and let go of Williams. Williams stumbles free and bounces off the ropes. He staggers back and catches Smith before he can hit the mat. Williams cradles up Smith for a brainbuster onto his knee!]

 

DANTE REED

CTE! Holy shit is Bryan Williams gonna pull it off?!

 

[The crowd erupts as the two men go crashing down. Devereaux shakes the referee up a bit and rolls him over for him to see Williams hooking the leg. The ref is groggy but sees the pin and makes the count!] 

 

… One! 

 

… Two! 

 

… Three! 

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

MIKE DEMPSEY

Here is your winner, AND NEW Union Battleground Champion, Bryan Williams!

 

[Fireworks explode all around the top of the bullring. Red and white fireworks light up the night sky as Williams celebrates in the ring. Dick Devereaux nods his head on the outside of the ring for the new champion while declaring he’s Union’s only “Butcher”! The referee hands off the title to Bryan Williams, who painfully climbs the turnbuckle and raises the strap high in the air. One of the camera drones hovers above to capture the look of Bryan Williams, which despite the horrifying battle wounds, is of complete elation. The entire bullring is in pandemonium as the visual slowly fades to black.]

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