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War of the Worlds

3Arena

Dublin, Ireland

10, 540

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BATTLEGROUND NETWORK PRELIM

The night’s preliminary bout showcased six of Union Battleground’s rising stars. Danny Colt, Rhyan Matthews, and Axton Pierce teamed together to face-off against three members of Muramasa-kokka, Sui Obata, Jordan Rayburn, and Riki’s Matsuoka. The Trios bout was an electrifying brawl that displayed numerous high flying spots, technical tugs of war, and a bevy of creative double team moves. Muramasa-kokka nearly stole a victory by constantly bending the rule book, but good persevered in the end, with Danny Colt capitalizing with a Dynamo Driver and scoring the pinfall over Sui Obata.

 

WINNER: Danny Colt, Rhyan Matthews, and Axton Pierce via pinfall (16:12)

WELCOME TO THE SHOW

[At the conclusion of the opening montage, we transition to a captivating aerial view of the ring, with the canvas and aprons in a distressed gray and the ropes in a deep burnt orange with an orange eroded star in the center. An exquisite light show bounces all through the 3Arena to encapsulate an all-round intoxicating aura. Luke Knux and the Scumbag Society are ripping through one of their singles from their newest album “Insomnia” as camera angles pan throughout the crowd.]

[The Scumbag Society finishes off with an epic finale as we switch gears over to the broadcast booth to see the voices of Union Battleground.]

 

Dante Reed - Welcome ladies and gentlemen, we are live here at the 3Arena in Dublin, Ireland in front of a rowdy crowd of 10,540 and this is War of the Worlds! I am your host “The Doctor” Dante Reed and alongside me as always is none other than Sebastian Riggs!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Dante we have a monumental event in store here tonight. So much has been built up to this point, and tonight we will finally see some closure to many of these rivalries.

 

Dante Reed - Absolutely, and not only that, but we have three one-off bouts kicking off the show. We will see REDЯUM taking on the seasoned veteran Jan van der Roost, we’ve got two IJPW champions facing off with Joe Stanton and Mark Storm, and we have a storied rivalry that has exceeded the ring with Jacob Hammerstein battling Anna Mathews!

 

Sebastian Riggs - That right there are top level contests and it will just add fuel to the fire as they set the tempo for the evening!

 

Dante Reed - From there, we have the first singles encounter between Trixie and Aliyah Jaxon. If you recall, Jaxon made the most of her debut by viciously attacking Trixie after Trixie’s failed attempt for the War Horse Championship.

 

Sebastian Riggs - For the longest time, we had no idea why Aliyah Jaxon attacked Trixie. But finally, leading up to this match, Jaxon have a simple explanation: She takes what she wants. She felt her early time spent on the prelims was disrespectful, and so she took matters into her own hands by making a statement with one of Union Battleground’s original competitors. Tonight will be a big night to see if she can back up her claims!

 

Dante Reed - After that, we have a be all, end all bout between two competitors who have been at each other’s throats since the beginning of season two. “The Bullet King” Alex Kincaid will face Kira Izumi in a Falls Count Anywhere Match!

 

Sebastian Riggs - The final encounter between these two. We’ve seen them go after each other in Battalion matches and Trios matches. We’ve seen Izumi cost Kincaid a couple chances at Union Battleground Gold, and finally Alex Kincaid has said, “Enough is enough, this ends now!” I could see this one stealing the show!

 

Dante Reed - From there, we have our first Championship bout, as Blake Archer is set to defend his GWP World Heavyweight Title against his friend and foe, Josie Pleasure.

 

Sebastian Riggs - These two have a storied history between themselves. They were both GWP Champions before their sudden closure, but with GWP implementing a women’s division, Josie Pleasure never got that shot at the World Heavyweight Championship. Tonight she gets her chance, but will have to go through “The King of Canines” in order to do so.

 

Dante Reed - After that, we have a matchup with enormous implications. Finn Whelan will put his WWH World Championship on the line against Johnny Vachon, who puts up his Union Battleground career!

 

Sebastian Riggs - This is truly a go big, or go home moment for Johnny Vachon. He’s felt like he’s been working in the shadows of some of the biggest stars in the Battleground, and he wanted to step out of that shadow and draw his own spotlight. And god do Ann did he ever! Johnny put his Battleground career on the line in an open challenge, and low and behold, a familiar adversary answers the call. Finn Whelan and Vachon battled once already early in the season, when Vachon was first attacked by Salvation’s then unknown Executioner with Finn’s signature Revelation 6:4 maneuver. Finn took the win there, and later we found out that The Executioner was Aiden Deimos. Now, Whelan not only answered the challenge, but raised the stakes himself by putting his WWH World Championship on the line as well! However this ends, someone unfortunately will go home empty handed.

 

Dante Reed - And speaking of The Executioner, Aiden Deimos and fellow Salvation member Viduus Morta will team up against The Outliers for the Battalion Championships.

 

Sebastian Riggs - The Outliers are typically low key individuals. They keep to their own, but make no mistake about it, they never back down from a challenge. This all started when Nemesis defeated Flash Kassidy and subsequently he, Morta, And Deimos jumped Kassidy afterwards. Well apparently The Outliers had seen enough of Salvation’s constant run-ins and decided to make the save. And now it’s culminated up to tonight.

 

Dante Reed - Our final title bout is a triple threat match for the Trench War Championship between three of Union Battleground’s most talked about competitors. The newest Champion, Rogan MacLean, defends his title against the longest reigning champion of any kind, Emery Layton, and the War Horse Champion Kimitsu Zombie.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Even though it’s been about a month since MacLean ended Layton’s reign, it still doesn’t feel real. There had never been another Trench War Champion up until Rogan MacLean shook the world. But now, we have Kimitsu Zombie, who has made it her one mission to get back at Emery Layton. Tonight, she has a chance to not only defeat Layton, but defeat the man who took her spotlight, and capture the highly coveted Trench War Championship.

 

Dante Reed - And finally, our main event of the evening. A four on four elimination match between Salvation and Union Battleground. The biggest twist to this is that each team has a mystery partner that has yet to be revealed.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Strange times are upon us, Dante. On Salvation’s side, we have the Union Battleground Champion Nemesis, Carnage Wrestling’s Ragnarok, and their newest member Legion. This group has become synonymous with the consistency on growing in numbers. So whoever their fourth member could be is a total unknown. On the flip side, Team Battleground has the likes of Dick Devereaux, Flash Kassidy, Alyssa Daniels, and their own mystery partner. Each of these three that we know has had a constant run-in with this unholy faction, and they have been assembled for tonight to try and put an end to their terrorizing reign. I’ll be praying for them!

 

Dante Reed - And with that, we are officially set to kick off the show! Mike, take it away brother!

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a One Night Only Match! Introducing first, currently in the ring, standing 5’11” and weighing in at 203 pounds, from Utrecht, Netherlands, representing [R]evolution Pro Wrestling, he is “The Rooster” Jan van der Roost!

 

[Jan van der Roost is in his corner, bouncing place to stay warm and loose. As a salute to the fans, he raises his left fist in the air, which is wrapped in an orange glove that pays homage to his fallen son, and the crowd cheer him on.]

 

Mike Dempsey - And his opponent, standing 6’1” and weighing in at 190 pounds, from The Creature Feature Odditorium, he is “The Face Painted Freakazoid” REDЯUM!

 

"INSTANT MAJOR FELONY" BY THE GODDAMN GALLOWS

BEGINS TO PLAY

 

[REDЯUM rides out from the back with a great big smile across his lips. He is sat upon a tiny tricycle that has an array of colorful balloons tied to the handle. He waves out to the crowd as he laughs and honks the tiny clown horn on the tricycle. He then takes a big push and begins rolling to the ring, smiling like a happy kid on the way there.]

 

[REDЯUM makes it to the ring before he stops and takes the balloons and the horn off of the tricycle before walking around the ring, handing balloons to little kids and slapping hands. He rolls into the ring and stands up before chasing the referee around the ring wildly flailing his arms. The referee does a lap before jumping out of the ring. REDЯUM laughs as he hops on the top rope and waves out to the crowd, laughing as he takes off his ring jacket and sits on the top rope and bounces, waiting to unleash his silly antics.]

 

Dante Reed - Bas, what do you make of this opening bout? I mean, we have two complete polar opposite. One is a grizzled veteran who loves the grind, and the other is literally a total clown!

 

Sebastian Riggs - No doubt about it, we certainly have a clash of styles here. But the crowd loves them both for their own specific reasons. I’m just excited to see this one unfold.

 

Dante Reed - Alright ladies and gentlemen, both competitors are now squared away in their corners. Our referee checks off with each opponent one last time, and then calls for the bell! This match is underway!

 

[DING!]

 

[The bell sounds and both men begin to close the gap. van der Roost looks laser focused while REDЯUM is in a very playful mood. van der Roost tried to wrap up for a collar and elbow tie, but REDЯUM continuously dodged him like a bullfighter. Jan grows a little frustrated with REDЯUM’s early antics, but stays the course nonetheless. REDЯUM then holds his hand out to van der Roost in a show of respect. The Rooster looks a bit apprehensive at first, but then obliges and shakes his hand. As soon as the two shake, van der Roost begins flailing around erratically, trying to peel his hand away from REDЯUM. He finally breaks free, and The Face Painted Freakazoid reveals a hand buzzer in his palm while busting up laughing.]

 

Dante Reed - REDЯUM is playing tricks on Jan van der Roost already!

 

Sebastian Riggs - I’m sure this clown has got more tricks up his sleeve too! We’re just getting started!

 

[With REDЯUM’s back turned still laughing, van der Roost dials in a delivers a vicious superkick to the back of REDЯUM’s head. REDЯUM stumbles forward into the turnbuckle and Jan van der Roost begins unleashing a flurry of strikes to the head and body. The Dutch Deathstalker flips REDЯUM around, facing forward, and throws a massive open hand chop to the chest! The crowd immediately reacts with squirmish howls, but The Rooster isn’t done just yet. He lines REDЯUM up again, and throws a second open hand chop. The Face Painted Freakazoid grips the ropes tightly while stomping his feet, showing obvious pain but at the same time, revealing a bit of a smile. Jan van der Roost keeps him locked into the corner, this time milking it. The Rooster winds up, and for a third and final time, throws an open hand chop, and holds on for a few extra seconds for theatrical effect.]

 

Dante Reed - Jan van der Roost is showing he isn’t here for fun and games, Bas. He’s putting a licking on REDЯUM.

 

Sebastian Riggs - He’s all business, Dante. Even though this is a simple exhibition, he’s treating it like it’s a Championship bout. Gotta respect the man for having that kind of integrity.

 

[van der Roost soaks in the crowd’s reaction as he slowly peels REDЯUM out from the corner. Jan then lines him up, and throws a brutal European uppercut, dazing the clown. The two now lock up in a collar and elbow tie, and begin jockeying for position. Jan tries to hook the leg, but REDЯUM mule kicks out of it. Then the man from the Creature Feature Odditorium delivers a full lay-out hip toss. REDЯUM quickly springs back to his feet, and drops a Maniac Elbow! REDЯUM hooks the leg for a quick cover.]

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Kick out!

 

Dante Reed - Looks like REDЯUM has woken up a little bit after those vicious chops and has gained some ground here now!

 

[Both men work up to their feet and begin exchanging blows back and forth. REDЯUM goes for a side kick, but van der Roost catches it and takes him down with a dragon screw leg whip. Jan keeps a hold on the leg, and looks to be going for his signature van der Lock single leg Boston crab! REDЯUM fights his way towards the ropes like a madman, and eventually making it.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Jan van der Roost was looking to end this one early with his signature submission! But REDЯUM was able to get the rope break!

 

[Jan van der Roost follows orders from the referee and releases the hold. REDЯUM makes his way to his feet, and again the two lock horns. Both men again fight for position, this time REDЯUM puts Jan van der Roost in a headlock. The Face Painted Freakazoid looks out into the crowd and plays them up, then starts giving Jan a noogie!]

 

Dante Reed - No matter the circumstances, REDЯUM is always up for a good laugh!

 

Sebastian Riggs - He’s giving Jan van der Roost a noogie! The crowd is loving it, but I’m sure The Rooster doesn’t like to be made a fool!

 

[REDЯUM continues the noogie bit not for long, as Jan begins throwing sharp elbows to the ribs, loosening up the hold. Finally Jan breaks free but the two lock horns again. Jan takes to the offensive with a powerful knee to the midsection, causing REDЯUM to hunker over. van der Roost then lifts him up and drops him with a textbook brain buster. The Dutch Deathstalker keeps the pressure and begins continuously stomping away at him, something he likes to call the Rooster stomp. Jan finally lets off and REDЯUM is showing obvious pain. Jan sits back and waits for REDЯUM to get back to his feet. As soon as he does, van der Roost LO is in a double underhook and pierces him with a DDT!]

 

Dante Reed - Jan van der Roost just dropped REDЯUM with The Crow!

 

Sebastian Riggs - This one might be over soon!

 

[The crowd erupts into cheers as van der Roost pops  to his feet and celebrates along with them. Jan once again stays back, lurking over REDЯUM and waiting for him to get back to his feet. The Face Painted Freakazoid slowly stumbles his way up, but as soon as he gets on his feet, van der Roost drills him with a boot to the gut and then runs the ropes. On the return, van der Roost annihilates him with a Canadian Destroyer!]

 

Dante Reed - The Dutch Death Spike! REDЯUM is out cold!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Rooster is holding on for the pin!

 

Dante Reed - This one’s over!

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Three!

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, “The Rooster” Jan van der Roost!

 

Dante Reed - And just like that, van der Roost seals the deal and walks out the victor!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Valiant effort by both men in this opening contest. What a fight!

THE END OF AN ERA

Dante Reed - Coming up next is a huge battle between two world travelers with a long and storied history... Anna Mathews and Jacob Hammerstein.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Long and storied history is right, Dante. These two were partners, in and out of the ring. And when they split, love, affection, and respect were replaced by anger, bitterness, and rivalry.

 

Dante Reed - And that rivalry has criss-crossed the globe and the years, Bas. But it all ends tonight. Tonight at Union Battleground’s War of the Worlds, these two decorated superstars leave it all in the ring and put a years old rivalry to rest. We are honored to bring you the final battle between our guests at this time... “The Time Lord” Anna Mathews and “The American Monster” Jacob Hammerstein.

 

Hammerstein - Now I know it's traditional for you know, ladies first, but unless you lived under a God damn rock, you know neither of us are what you would call a traditional. And I gave the floor to me for the first shot, and I'm putting it out there for the whole world:

 

It's time to end this. When Axel Graves came to me and said that Anna stepped up on the same day that I threw my hat in the ring, I knew this match was going to happen. I also knew that it needed to be our last match. This fight tonight needs to be the final fight.

 

Anna Mathews’ life and my life have been intertwined pretty much since I broke into this sport. We’ve run the gamut from opponents to friends to professional partners to personal partners to exes to rivals in a very short time, and I think it's because neither of us do anything half-assed. We go all out from bell to bell, injuries to ourselves be damned.

 

We could do this until we both keel over dead.

 

But I've already got somebody that, every damn time I'm in the ring with them, the people chant “FIGHT FOREVER!” and frankly, I don't want someone else that I have a bond with to be another “FIGHT FOREVER!” chant. So this is it, folks. Win, lose, or draw, it ends tonight.

 

[Unlike Hammerstein whose intensity is in full blast, Anna Mathews is calm. Almost jovial. Damn near mocking.]

 

Anna Mathews - Ha! Wish I could believe that!

 

It’d be nice to end this, don’t get me wrong. I was literally a totally different person when the whole thing got started. But can we please stop bullshitting each other, Union Battleground, and the entire world? As long as we’re still breathing air in and out, there will always be a promoter or promotion somewhere down the line that will inevitably book us against one another. It’s a given. Especially since you keep trying to smash my skull in with a damn chair.

 

Hammerstein - That's probably the case, and if that is the case, then maybe we just need to beat on each other until one of us can't fight anymore. And, without an ounce of malice in my heart, I'm willing to do that to you, Anna, because I know that you'd do the same to me.

 

Anna Mathews - Of course you know I would because I've done it more times than I care to fucking count. I'm not saying that to be a bitch, by the way. I'm just stating fact. The reason why I'd love for this shit to be over is because in the end, we're still kinda stuck with each other. Maybe not as well as we used to be, but still. I'm practically part of the fucked up family. But the last thing I want is you getting all soft over this. I don't expect anything less than a full blown asskicking.

 

Hammerstein - And I promise to give you everything you expect and more.

 

And yeah, you're part of the dysfunctional family, and in a few months, when the family's grown by one, we expect Auntie Anna to come visit.

 

But that's in August.

 

Tonight, though, it's time to go to war. Anna, Time Lord or not, time's up for this rivalry, and time's up for you. And after it's all over, you can hop in your little blue box, and go back to the beginning of the match, and it's still gonna end the same. I win. You lose. Game over.

 

[To this comment, her eyes roll.]

 

Anna Mathews - More tough talk. More nonsense. More bullshit. Time is not the boss of me or have you forgotten about that? Have I really rattled your damn brains so hard when I threw those wrenches at you? Or that ladder? Or the five million things I have smacked against your head. Granted, it made you better. Without all of that, who knows if you would’ve ever became the “American Monster”. Who knows if you would’ve been...a champion.

 

And can we be completely honest? This long going vendetta was always one sided. It was always you trying to push the issue even as I killed it over and over again. I keep battering the shit out of you and you just can't let it the fuck go. I want the win because I love winning. You NEED the win. You need it to feel complete which is a shame because you're not going to get it.

 

[She sighs.]

 

Anna Mathews - I don’t just fight for Stanton Industries whose Heavyweight title I carry. I don’t just fight for the Hellcat Spangled Death Squad--THE Lords of the Ring--whose shirts are for sale in the lobby.

 

[She winks to the camera crew.]

 

Anna Mathews - Nah. Tonight, I fight as a representative of my child, Budokan Gaijin Dream Fight. You don’t just go toe to toe with a Time Lord tonight, buttercup. You're up against the Goddamn President which means…

 

[A smirk.]

 

Anna Mathews - Yes, it’s going to be a war. Every match of ours eventually spirals out towards that direction. But it’s going to be a war on my terms for once. And if this is truly the end, then we go out in style.

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a One Night Only Match! Introducing first, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 238 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, he is “The American Monster” Hammerstein!

 

ON THE EDGE OF THE AMERICAN DREAM

A PERFECT PLACE FOR SOMEONE LIKE ME

I LIKE THE WAY TROUBLE RISES TO THE TOP

IT MAKES MY BITTER LIKE A LITTLE MORE SWEET

 

[American Monster by Everclear plays as Hammerstein walks through the curtains, wearing his trademark black, below-the-knee cargo shorts, and black boots. Gone, however, is his “STRAIGHT OUTTA WHYNOT” t-shirt, replaced by a black jersey that reads “HAMMERSTEIN” on the front, and “FUCKS GIVEN 0” on the back. Hammerstein either ignores the boos of the crowd, or responds with a sneer. He steps up onto the apron, wipes his feet, then steps through the ropes.]

 

Dante Reed - Our next match is a classic story as old as time, Bas. Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Boy gets the girl. Then boy gradually goes more and more crazy, boy loses girl, boy becomes enemies with girl, girl regenerates into a different girl. Then boy and new girl become friends. Sort of. Some other stuff happens along the way too.

 

Sebastian Riggs - ...That's a classic story as old as time?

 

Dante Reed - Of course!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Okay, what's it called?

 

Dante Reed - The Tale of Anna Mathews and Hammerstein!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Fair play. But also a couple of side notes, Hammerstein was in Union Battleground's very first One Night Only Bout in Season One, and this will be his third One Night Only Match overall. One more and he gets a free hat!

 

[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.]

 

[As a matter of fact, you do.]

 

Mike Dempsey - And his opponent, standing 5’7” and weighing in at 135 pounds, from Out of the Everywhere, she is “The Time Lord” Anna Mathews!

 

[The blinding light fades, replaced by intermittent blue that flickers to the intro of Phantogram’s “Futuristic Casket”. As the lights flicker, the TARDIS fades into the scene. Its door snaps open.]

 

I MUST HAVE DIED

A THOUSAND TIMES

WHEN I GET OUT

I’LL RULE THE EARTH

 

[Anna Mathews 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. Sliver leaves from unseen trees fall. 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.]

 

Dante Reed - In any case, this is allegedly the FINAL CHAPTER in their storied history.

 

Sebastian Riggs - I'll believe that when I see it. But that can only mean one thing, it's going to be violent!

 

[DING!]

 

[Anna and Hammerstein come barreling at one another...and Anna walks right by him, slipping out of the ring and taking note of a fan in the crowd that's wearing a dress clearly inspired by her TARDIS. She looks awe struck by the dress, pointing and gesturing at it and demanding a selfie with the fan. The fan is more than happy to oblige and she tells her how she made it and seems to say she could make one for her too if she wants. The fans in general around them are stoked to have Anna so close too, grabbing at her like she's some messiah that's come down from the heavens.]

 

Dante Reed - Anna Mathews with...some...mind...games...?...

 

Sebastian Riggs - No, I think she just really likes that dress.

 

Dante Reed - Not exactly how I imagined this going.

 

Sebastian Riggs - These two are two of the most surprising talents in the industry, never know what you're going to get out of them!

 

[Something new catches her eye, a Brien Storm cosplayer! She laughs and looks beside herself, especially about the foam guitar the cosplayer's got! It's while she's been having a gay ole time out in the crowd that Hammerstein's actually been having quite the opposite in the ring. Initially confused by Anna walking by him, Ham kept pacing the ring during her interactions with the TARDIS dress fan, looking increasingly frustrated. That frustration's boiling over into pure anger when Anna's found a new fan to engage with rather than partake in this match. Looking like he's on the verge of ripping his own hair out, Ham rebounds off of the ropes and sends himself through with alarming speed dangerously suicide diving into the crowd! He wipes out Anna and darn near a whole row of fans!]

 

Dante Reed - There we go!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Hammerstein has seen enough!

 

Dante Reed - And apparently so have some of the fans in his opinion! I think some of those folks are out cold!

 

Sebastian Riggs - A hazard of coming to a wrestling show!

 

[Holding her up by her head, Hammerstein gets right in Anna's face and screeches at her to pay attention to him right before she pele kicks him square in the jaw & sends him back flipping over some fans' chairs! Furious by the attack, Ham stomps up to his feet and he steamrolls through more chairs and fans to spear tackle Anna into fans like some kind of human game of bowling! A dozen fans go down with them and Hammerstein springs back up to his feet, glaring out at the fans. He snorts like an angered bull and drags Anna behind him by the leg through the crowd, shoving fans out of his way left and right. It's a stray water bottle thrown at him by a fan that bounces off of his head that distracts Hammerstein and he drops Anna's leg, pushing his way into the fans and demanding the one that threw it show themselves to him.]

 

Dante Reed - Hammerstein's in control but he's got to be careful! He can't let the fans distract him!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Seriously though, who throws a water bottle? Those things are expensive at these shows!

 

Dante Reed - - Somebody not cool with how Hammerstein's conducting himself!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Still, my house mortgage is cheaper than those things!

 

[Using a chair to help prop herself up, Anna catches her breath before standing up and starting her sprint at Ham. She shouts out his name to get his attention amidst him grabbing a fan by the scruff of their neck as she's scaling the seats of several chairs like something out of kung-fu movie and leaps off of them into what can only be described as a Kamen Rider Kick. Boot meets nose in the most horrible way possible and blood squirts out of Ham's nose as he flops back from the impact, both of them dropping to the concrete floor. Due to the sheer size difference between them it takes a lot of effort but Mathews starts the trek of dragging Hammerstein's big butt back to the ringside area.]

 

Dante Reed - That was like something out of The Matrix!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Incredible form by Anna on that flying kick!

 

Dante Reed - And it looks like these two are finally going to the ring!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Hey, it's only like ten minutes into this match! It's fine!

 

[A fan along the way offers Anna a sip of their water bottle and she takes it, then is in the process of handing it back when she rethinks that and takes a second, longer sip before handing it back for good. Taking hold of his legs, the Time Lord catapults Ham up and over the barricade & sends him face planting onto the ringside floor. Using the opportunity to get every last hit in that she can, Anna slingshots over the barricade into a senton splash landing on top of Hammerstein's head and sending him into convulsions! It takes some finagling but she gets him up and starts leading him for the apron when he suddenly whips him across the ringside area with such force he loses his own balance from it! Mathews flies across the space and crashes into the ring steps, going up and over them & having the top half of them crash down on top of her for further injury!]

 

Dante Reed - It's not over yet!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Both are down though! Maybe the official should just count them both out and be done with this!

 

Dante Reed - I think they know the fans want a definitive call!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Still, after a while you have to think about the safety and longevity of both of their careers!

 

[Slithering on his belly along the ringside floor, Hammerstein gropes at the apron to help him back up to his feet and he stumbles over to the wreckage of the steps that Anna Mathews lays within. For good measure he climbs up onto the bottom half of the steps and he stomps on the top half, squeezing Anna between the steps and the floor. Carelessly he tosses the top half off of the Time Lord and he yanks her up onto the platform with him, throwing her arm over his neck. The fans are a nervous wreck as Ham goes for the Hammersteiner only for Anna to knee him right between the eyes in mid-lift, causing him to drop her back down. She tries fighting out of the maneuver, Hammerstein desperately trying to keep her in it though it's in vain, she pries herself loose and hooks his arms & gets up just enough for a sloppy Oncoming Storm onto the steel steps!]

 

Dante Reed - The Oncoming Storm!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Onto the steps! That's got to HURT!

 

Dante Reed - Hurt?! Hammerstein might be OUT!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Anna might've just...oh, oh god...

 

[When steel met flesh steel won and as Anna rolls off of Ham it's clear this is the case by the pool of blood that's forming underneath his head, his chin looking like it's been practically completely skinned by the move. The two lay there in Hammerstein's blood, the blood staining Anna's hair, heads right next to each other, their eyes both staring up at the lights in an almost morbidly sincere moment between the two. Naturally it's Mathews that makes the decision to keep going, sitting up and trying her best to lift the dead weight that is Ham now into the ring. She gets him as far as the apron before she has to get up there herself to try to help to ease him into the ring. It's as she's trying to do this that she tucks her head under his armpit and Hammerstein comes to life enough to DDT her, spiking her head right onto the apron & sending her flopping into the ring and tangling up in the bottom rope!]

 

Dante Reed - Hammerstein's alive?!

 

Sebastian Riggs - And Anna might not be! Her neck might've snapped in two!

 

Dante Reed - At least they're finally back in the ring!

 

Sebastian Riggs - But not alone! Hammerstein's brought a friend!

 

[Using the steel chair he's plucked from ringside as a crutch to help him up, Ham checks his chin when he feels blood droplets dripping off of it and splattering across the canvas, the realization that he's bleeding so badly only seeming to enrage him further. He hobbles over to the center of the ring, making it a point to walk on Anna on his way there to set up the chair, unfolding it so that it's sitting perfectly there. The blood loss and just the punishment he's taken is evident when he struggles to even get a good handle on Anna's head before he tries lifting her up. Once up, Ham almost drops her several times and at one point barely avoids falling over with her to hit the Hammersteiner onto the steel chair's seat! Blood pours out of Anna's forehead as Ham drapes an arm over her chest for the pin.]

 

Dante Reed - Hammersteiner onto the chair! Surely that's it!

 

Sebastian Riggs - He's had to have killed her, surely?!

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thre—No! Rope break!

 

Dante Reed - What? What?! WHAT?!?!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Anna broke the pin! She's alive! Is she regenerating or something?!

 

[There is a certain glow to Anna though it's more than likely all of the crimson coating her upper half shimmering in all of those bright lights. The Time Lord is literally looking like a murder scene with how much blood is gushing out of her, and Hammerstein is sitting there looking like he's the small child that's witnessed it all and is traumatized for life. His hands find his head, holding it as he continually looks more and more distraught staring at Anna Mathews who is doing little more than trying not to choke on her own blood at this junction. He pulls on his hair, tearing some out and he just looks around, at one point staring at the referee and locking eyes with him as if to silently confirm he's seeing what he's seeing too. Disheveled and crestfallen, Ham slumps in his seated position and one could swear they see a tear in his eye.]

 

Dante Reed - Is...is Hammerstein broken?

 

[What breaks Hammerstein out of his stupor is when Mathews starts twitching and moving, trying to find the strength to get up, and Ham stares at her wide eyed and like his entire world's coming crashing down around him all at once in this precise moment in time. The devastation twists and contorts into something else in his features, a somber acceptance of something silently conveyed between the two of them. It's as Anna finds it in her power to sit up and their eyes meet, both still bleeding profusely, that the expression transforms one last time and degenerates into a mad man's grin.]

 

Dante Reed - What does he have in mind?!

 

[Fumbling over himself, Ham falls over about half a dozen times before he makes it to the slightly bent steel chair and even the weight of the weapon alone is enough to almost send him toppling over for good but he uses it to help him catch his balance. The burden of the chair is too much for him at this point in the match, he has to drag it across the mat, the steel scraping along it before he takes a deep breath and lifts it up on high as Anna is using the ropes to get to her feet. Hammerstein puts all of his heart and energy into the swing...and it misses, Anna ducks underneath it and sneaks in beside him as he almost falls face first into the ropes and the chair! He spins around and swings carelessly at her again, this time the Boomerfly Kick lands true and bounces the steel right back into Ham's face and sends him careening backwards with the weapon flying up into the sky between them!]

 

Dante Reed - - Boomerfly Kick!

 

Sebastian Riggs - How are either of these two still alive?!

 

[Sputtering blood out of his mouth, Hammerstein tries to sit up but his body just isn't going to let that happen. It's spent. He's spent. There's not that much left in his tank and that's when he spies Anna in a similar position as him though the ropes being so close to her lend themselves to the task and she sits up. The two's eyes fall onto the steel chair at the same exact time, and their crimson masked faces have the same realization at the same exact time that it's within arm's reach of Hammerstein.]

 

Dante Reed - How is Anna up? How?! Even with the help of the ropes!

 

[The fans are so quiet in this instance that you could likely hear a pin drop as they collectively are holding their breaths as Ham takes hold of the steel chair, and a look of dread seeps into Anna's features. That is, until Hammerstein shoves the chair, sliding it across the mat till it's at the knees of the Time Lord. With his body convulsing and trembling, fighting him every step of the way, Ham sits up and he gestures for Anna to come to him, to hit him, to end him. Hammerstein spits out a thick, disgusting glop of blood from his mouth that stains the canvas between them and he more ferociously commands Anna to come to him. Initially suspicious, there's a solemn look that overtakes Anna when she much like Hammerstein earlier uses the chair as a crutch to help her up and close the distance between the two of them.]

 

Dante Reed - He...threw the chair to Anna?!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Has he completely lost his mind?!

 

[There's no joy in what Anna does, slamming the steel chair over Hammerstein's head and sending his upper body reeling and ragdolling. He coughs up more blood and waves deliriously at her to hit him again and she obliges, the results very similar as the last one. In amidst his swaying he grabs hold of her, gripping her tight and he spits blood right in her face and screams at her to hit him again! Ham shoves Anna and almost sends her falling over herself till she uses the momentum to come back and make the hardest swing she can, the chair connecting with skull and imploding into a million little pieces that fly everywhere! The sheer impact is enough to make Anna's body give out on her, collapsing on top of the lifeless carcass for the pin.]

 

Dante Reed - DID YOU SEE THAT?! DID YOU SEE?!

 

Sebastian Riggs - UNBELIEVABLE!

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Three!

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, Anna Mathews!

 

Dante Reed - That was incredible! Simply incredible!

 

Sebastian Riggs - One word for it, brutal. It was brutal.

 

 

[Anna and Hammerstein lay in a pool of their own collective blood till the referee helps Anna roll off of Ham, who in turn somehow is able to make a slow roll to under the ropes and out onto the apron. Officials and staff come out to help Hammerstein to his feet, leading him as quickly to the back as the can to get him medical attention and the referee is left with the task of helping Anna up. Barely coherent, Mathews gets her arm raised in victory and looks completely out of it as the fans go nuts for her. The battle having clearly taken its toll on both of them.]

DIE A HERO

[Joe Stanton is heading for the gorilla position with his game face on, doing some last minute stretches for his wrists & knuckles along the way. He only pauses when he spots Hammerstein limping down a hallway heading to his right and a small smirk forms on his lips. He scoffs and he resumes walking though is quickly stopped again when he notices Savannah Skye heading straight for him. He holds up a hand and stops her dead in her tracks, startling her slightly.]

 

Joe Stanton - All I have left to say is this...

 

[Pausing for dramatic effect, Stanton turns and looks directly into the camera that's filming him.]

 

Joe Stanton - Like a movie once put it...You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

 

[Stanton nods to Skye and he moves by her, continuing on his way to the gorilla position for his match.]

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a One Night Only Match! Introducing first, standing 6’1” and weighing in at 235 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, he is the IJPW Death Crown Champion, Joe Stanton!

 

I WEAR MY SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

SO I CAN SO I CAN

WATCH YOU WEAVE THEN BREATHE YOUR STORY LINES

AND I WEAR MY SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

SO I CAN SO I CAN

KEEP TRACK OF THE VISIONS IN MY EYES

 

[The thumping of the song and the darkening of the house lights cue the fans to put their hands together, clapping along with the tune as a blinding stage light creates a massive glare that blinds those in attendance and at home watching. When the stage light dims and some spotlights cast on the stage, Joe Stanton is there standing with his signature pair of sunglasses on and with the IJPW Death Crown lifted high over his head. He looks out at the fans and he pumps his fist a few times in rhythm with the song before he slaps the title belts and slings them over his shoulder. He enters the ring quickly and he throws his jacket to the side, Joe circles the ring pointing to the fans in attendance before taking center stage to hoist the championships up again till his song ends.]

 

[Stanton and Hayden come to the center of the ring at the referee’s beckoning and the rules of the match are gone over with both men. They each give a little nod to the referee and he calls for the bell.]

 

Dante Reed - Joe Stanton like prior to our last pay-per-view issued an open challenge, though he didn't have to wait long this time to receive an answer from someone. Mark Storm gave a devastating answer when he attacked Joe from behind and then confirmed he was accepting the challenge! Which brings us to here tonight, two of the best, two men that compete in numerous promotions all across the world. Joe Stanton says he's representing Union Battleground, though a good question is who does Mark Storm represent? Who does Mark Storm stand for?

 

Sebastian Riggs - I think Storm's made it clear that he stands for himself above all others. Though an even more interesting element is both men actually do compete in IJPW, where the two are the top champions of each of the promotion's respected divisions. Mark Storm is the Strong Style Crown Champion and Joe Stanton the Death Crown Champion. This match is in its own way a battle of those two divisions and arguably the best both of those divisions have.

 

Mike Dempsey - And his opponent, standing 6’3” and weighing in at 227 pounds, from Brooklyn, New York, he is the IJPW Strong Crown Champion, Your Hero, and Mine, Mark Storm!

 

THIS AIN’T NO PLACE FOR NO HERO

THIS AIN’T NO PLACE FOR NO BETTER MAN

THIS AIN’T NO PLACE FOR NO HERO

TO CALL HOME

 

[At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the boo's and cheers coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring. Walking over to his designated corner and hoisting himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.]

 

Dante Reed - A victory here would certainly be a feather in the cap of either man, as well as maybe even something more in that regard for IJPW. IJPW has been very straight forward in if you beat a champion, you receive a title match for that champion's championship belt. Could Storm or Stanton potentially earn themselves an opportunity at the other's championship and end up ruling over all of IJPW?

 

Sebastian Riggs - On paper, Storm and Stanton look relatively even. Similar work ethic, similar level of accolades, despite their very different styles similar skill level too. In action? I'm thinking Storm's going to show Stanton why the name Mark Storm rose so quickly throughout the industry.

 

Dante Reed - Alright folks, we have both men inside the ring now and are already playing mind games. Our referee calls for the bell, and this match is underway!

 

[DING!]

 

[Storm open hand slaps Joe stiffly across the face at the sound of the bell, a smirk on his face.]

 

Dante Reed - Oh my god!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Did you hear that?!

 

[Touching his cheek to check for blood, Joe eyes his hand before eyeing Storm and Storm beckons him to come at him.]

 

Dante Reed - Already the mind games are in play, I think!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Storm's definitely trying to goad Stanton, but to what end?

 

[Obliging the beckoning, Stanton reels off some hard forearms that bobble Storm's head between them and he responds in kind with forearms of his own. Initially both men stand tall in defiance of the abuse they're taking but Storm grabs hold of the back of Joe's head to help support and balance himself after the toll of this duel starts to set in on him. The fans are steadily getting louder and louder in support of the Scarlet Speedster, and faster & faster his strikes come to pound on the skull of his opponent.]

 

Dante Reed - Joe's starting to overwhelm Storm!

 

Sebastian Riggs - It's said few in this business hit harder than Joe Stanton, whether it's a punch or a forearm!

 

[Gradually Storm stops fighting back and he slumps against Stanton, seemingly the only thing keeping him standing and not toppling over from the forearms he's still taking and now defenselessly so. The camera catches Mark's eyes watching the official closely and the moment they're out of position he strikes, kneeing Joe right between the legs!]

 

Dante Reed - What is this?!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Looked like a low blow to me!

 

[Nobody's immune to that, and Joe crumbles against Mark, who takes his head in both of his hands and rears back his own head to headbutt the crap out of Stanton! Your Hero and Mine's grasp on Joe is the only thing keeping him up, his body going limp. Mark follows it up by jumping up with a double knee to the nose that sends the Scarlet Speedster flopping onto the mat! A grin is born on his face out of the fans booing him, Mark mockingly wiping tears from his eyes before he picks up Stanton and hits the 2 Shots, One Knee on Stanton when he tries to get up by hitting him with a bicycle knee and then a kneeling one to drop him completely to the mat. Confidently he rolls over onto Joe for the cover and he throws his hand up with the referee's count, counting along for the pin.]

 

Dante Reed - Two Shots, One Knee! Mark Storm might steal this one!

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Joe kicks out! He's not out of this yet!

 

[Disgusted with this development, Mark roughly grabs Joe by the hair and he shoots him into the ropes, signaling for a hip toss. However Joe counters the maneuver when he returns to Mark and transitions it into a big uranage slam! Both men race to get to their feet and Joe catches Your Hero and Mine with a lariat that spins him inside out!]

 

Dante Reed - Uranage! Lariat! Mark Storm is DOWN!

 

Sebastian Riggs - But Joe isn't capitalizing!

 

[They're sucking up air as much as they can, beads of sweat forming on both men as Stanton uses the ropes to help him up to his feet first though Storm is quick to follow him. The Guy in Shades goes for a second lariat but Mark ducks underneath it and when Joe comes swinging around for a discus lariat counter Mark gets the hiptoss that he had been looking for earlier! He claps his hands, cartwheels to right in front of Joe and performs a picture perfect dropkick! Mark dives onto Joe again for the pin.]

 

Dante Reed - Uncertain exactly what Mark's thinking, but I think he's trying to wear out Stanton. Even if he kicks out of this, that's more energy spent!

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Th—Kick out!

 

Sebastian Riggs - You might be onto something, Dante! It took Joe just a hair longer to kick out of that one, but it still took him longer!

 

[Leading Joe by the back of his head to his feet, Mark keeps him bent over to start unloading vicious looking kicks to his face! Ankle and shin crack against Stanton's brow repeatedly and the fans verbally gasp with each one of the rapid fire flurry that the World Warrior somehow withstands. Your Hero and Mine goes about hooking Joe's arms when Joe sticks his head under Mark's, grabbing hold of him and tosses him with reckless abandon into a backdrop suplex that results in Mark landing right on his head! He folds like an accordion and ends up lifeless on his knees, Joe dashes at him and scores the Shoryuken uppercut that sends him sailing! Stanton practically dives on top of Mark, hooking both legs and holding him tight in the pin!]

 

Dante Reed - Mark's neck bent like no man's should on that backdrop suplex!

 

Sebastian Riggs - And then the Shoryuken, Dante! I think I saw Mark's eyes roll into the back of his head!

 

Dante Reed - Nobody gets up from the Shoryuken! This one’s over!

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Three!

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, “The Scarlet Speedster” Joe Stanton!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Joe Stanton won! A small measure of revenge for what Mark did to him! Besting his contemporary in IJPW too!

 

[Joe staggers to his feet, holding his head and trying to shake the cobwebs out of it as the referee raises his arm in victory. The fans admiration for him draws his attention momentarily before the ref brings him the IJPW Death Crown Championship along with his other titles. Stanton kneels down over Storm, holding up the IJPW Death Crown Championship and striking a pose as dozens of cameras go off to send home a point.]

COMMERCIAL

Catch L!GHTS OUT #23 Friday May 18 at the Durban ICC Arena in Durban, South Africa

The battles for the War Horse Medallions begin again plus so much more!

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing 5’8” and weighing in at 137 pounds, from Manhattan, New York, she is “The Empress” Aliyah Jaxon!

 

LIMELIGHTERS BY AESOP ROCK BEGINS TO PLAY

 

[As Aesop Rock's "Limelighters" hits the speakers with ferocity - the hard-hitting bass reverberating from the walls of the arena - the crowd in attendance rise to their feet in anticipation for the individual who would be set to appear from behind the curtain. Before long - and out comes the self-professed 'Empress' of pro-wrestling, Aliyah Jaxon! An incredibly smug, entitled look is heavily expressed upon her face as she makes her way on to center with a sea of Union Battleground faithful raining down chorus of boos in her direction. With her arms extended out to her side; and her hands opened, Jaxon performs a 180 degree turn, in which she displays the initials "AJ" boldly printed on the back of leather jacket in pink graffiti text. With her hands placed on her hips, a small twirl is performed as Jaxon turns her sight back on to the squared circle and begins her saunter down the long entrance ramp, ignoring the heckling from the crowd and the outstretched hands of men and women alike hoping for a hand slap. Jaxon eventually makes it to the end of the entrance ramp, in which she walks up the steel steps, on to the ring apron, and finally between the ropes and in to the center of the ring. Upon entry, Aliyah approaches the nearest corner; hopes on to the middle turnbuckle and poses for the crowd, which ignites the audience to respond with heavier-sounding jeers. This wouldn't phase Aliyah, however, as she would simply brush off the disproving response before hoping down posing even further in the middle of the ring.]

 

Mike Dempsey - And her opponent, standing 5’6” and weighing in at 131 pounds, from Las Vegas, Nevada, “The Prime Girl” Trixie!

 

I'M ON MY SECOND DRINK BUT I'VE HAD A FEW BEFORE

 

[Trixie comes out of the curtain with a pair of sunglasses on for the entrance along with a denim waistcoat on. She poses at her side as she removes the sunglasses from her eyes. Next she lets the waistcoat fall off her as it slides off her arms. Trixie then walks down to the ring with a confident smirk to her.]

 

[She glances at the eyes and attention on her, but smiles accordingly. Her stride down to the ring is slow to allow for fans to get a glimpse of her. Trixie leaps onto the ring apron gracefully and stands on the apron for a moment to walk along it a step. There, she steps into the ring and writes with her finger "S,S" on the ring mat.]

 

[Afterwards, Trixie goes to the corner. She jumps and pulls herself onto the second rope to pose quickly for a picture and leaps down off the ropes. No sooner do her feet touch the ground does Trixie quickly get into her beginning pose. Right foot back, right shoulder slightly back and ready to strike. Lastly, tossing the sunglasses behind her to the corner she once posed on.]

 

Dante Reed - I'm looking forward to this one. This won't be for the faint of heart.

 

Sebastian Riggs - And hopefully it’ll culminate this evening. Trixie has been dying for this match, ever since Jaxon attacked her a few weeks back.

 

Dante Reed - And that’s why I think this won’t be for the faint hearted. Trixie has a lot of pent up anger to utilize properly.

 

Sebastian Riggs - She did so at the Royal Albert Hall, Dante. Getting a small measure of revenge on Jaxon with the pinfall for her and Archer.

 

Dante Reed - But they weren’t in the ring together much during that match. This is the match that Trixie has been begging for. 

[DING!]

 

[An aggressive Jaxon rushes in only to get countered by a judo throw from Trixie. Another judo throw from Trixie, and another, and then a dropkick. Trixie loads up for another dropkick but the intelligent Jaxon wisely rolls to the outside to stop her momentum. Trixie with a running start leaps over the top with an ‘Air Trixie’ but Jaxon side steps her, causing Trixie to hit head first into the steel guard rail.]

 

[Jaxon pulls Trixie up and whips her violently into the steel steps. Jaxon with a back suplex on the outside. Aliyah Jaxon drags Trixie to her feet, grabbing a handful of hair in the process, before taking a step back and unleashing a vicious big boot, right between the eyes of Trixie who hits the outside with a thud. She rolls Trixie back into the ring and joins her, hoisting Trixie up onto her shoulders into a fireman’s carry before dropping her down across her knee in a gut buster. Jaxon runs at the ropes, slingshotting herself into a somersault leg drop right across the upper abdomen of Trixie, and she quickly drops to the canvas and hooks the leg of her opponent.]

 

Dante Reed - Aliyah Jaxon is right on the offensive from the offset. And she goes for an early pinfall attempt here.

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[Jaxon doesn’t relent, and executes an Octopus Stretch onto Trixie, who fights and struggles in the hold for about thirty seconds until Jaxon breaks the hold. She locks in a hammerlock and again Trixie, fights the hold. She reverses into a hammerlock of her own. Aliyah Jaxon re-counters into yet another hammerlock only this time immediately transitioning into a body slam. Jaxon with another cover.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[Jaxon pulls Trixie up and lifts her up for an STO backbreaker, but Trixie somehow manages to counters into a DDT! Trixie rolls to the outside to create some separation as Jaxon scrambles back to her feet. She turns around into a flying crossbody from Trixie! Jaxon is quickly back to her feet and immediately trades rights with Trixie. Eventually Jaxon gets the advantage and goes for an Irish whip but Trixie reverses and then nails her with a Sexy Jawbreaker.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Trixie with a perfect, sexy jawbreaker. Taking Aliyah Jaxon right out of it.

 

[Aliyah Jaxon uses her instincts to roll to the outside to avoid the onslaught from Trixie. But she gives chase, going to the ring apron and connecting with a flying headscissors takedown to the outside to take Jaxon down! Trixie goes right back to the top and stays perched, waiting for Jaxon to get back up. She turns around and Trixie leaps off with a top rope missile dropkick off the top to the outside, taking down Jaxon! Trixie rolls the Aliyah back into the ring and whips her into the ropes but Jaxon reverses. Trixie comes back with a sexy makeover! Trixie with the cover.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[Trixie gets to her feet and goes up to the top rope and stays perched as Jaxon climbs back to her feet. She turns around and Trixie leaps off, looking for a flying crossbody but Jaxon counters on the way down with a dropkick right to the chin of Trixie, who hits the canvas!]

 

[Aliyah Jaxon doesn’t waste any time and pulls Trixie up and drops her with a pump handle front slam. Jaxon with a series of three quick leg drops. She pulls Trixie up and whips her into the nearby corner. Jaxon charges in and connects with a handspring elbow. Trixie slumps down in the corner. Seeing her opponent seated in the corner, Jaxon charges in with a dropkick to the face! She pulls Trixie up, whips her into the corner, and catches her with a Samoan drop. She covers…

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thr—Kick out!

 

[Jaxon waits for Trixie to pull herself up before dropping her again with a spinning heel kick. She then climbs up to the top rope and waits. Trixie pulls herself up and Jaxon goes for a flying forearm smash but Trixie counters into a sitout powerbomb! Both women are down as the referee walks around the ring, as the fans count, but the referee doesn’t.]

 

1!

2!

3!

4!

 

[Jaxon is to her knees as Trixie is by the ropes, using them to pull herself up.]

 

5!

6!

7!

8!

 

[Trixie is first up, followed by Jaxon. Trixie walks into a right hand, she retaliates with a right of her own. Eventually the two are again trading right hands. Trixie gets the better of the exchange backing Jaxon into the ropes. She goes for an Irish whip but Jaxon reverses. Trixie comes back on the rebound with a jumping leg lariat! Trixie hooks Jaxon up and hits her with a fisherman suplex bridge, Trixie covers.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thre—No! Kick out!

 

[Trixie is shocked that Jaxon did not stay down but quickly sets up for another move. She rushes in, going for a spike DDT, but Jaxon moves out of the way and counters into Enzuigiri! Jaxon into a cover.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thre—Kick out!

 

[Jaxon begins showing a few signs of frustration but she does not lose focus. She climbs up to the top turnbuckle and then comes off with a diving double foot stomp! Jaxon covers…

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thre—Kick out!

 

[Now Jaxon is showing a great deal of frustration as Trixie refuses to stay down. She rolls to the outside and drags Trixie towards the steel turnbuckle. Jaxon then hits her with a tilt-a-whirl slam, transitioning into a Fujiwara Armbar! Trixie is in a great deal of pain and anguish! The referee admonishes Jaxon to let go of the hold but she refuses.]

 

[Jaxon breaks the hold just before she breaks Trixie’s arm. Jaxon rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair and rolls back into the ring and slams it down across the leg of Trixie, who howls out in agony. Jaxon drops the chair and takes Trixie by her leg and drops her with a dragon screw leg whip, adding more damage to the leg. Jaxon locks Trixie up in a figure four leg lock! Trixie is in a great deal of pain as the referee asks if she wishes to submit but she refuses. Trixie fights towards the ropes and she is nearly there when Jaxon relinquishes the hold, drags her back to the center, and reapplies it.]

 

Dante Reed - Aliyah is taking the hurt right to Trixie, and she doesn’t look like she’s capable to get back into this match.

 

[Trixie is again in a lot of pain but this time instead of trying to reach the ropes she opts to try and turn Jaxon over. After a great deal of struggle Trixie succeeds in turning Jaxon over, thus reversing the pressure and putting the pain on Jaxon instead. Quickly Aliyah manages to break the hold up before it does her any damage.]

 

[Jaxon pulls Trixie to her feet and hits her with a Full Nelson facebuster. She then takes Trixie and drops her with a Northern Lights suplex into a bridging pin…

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thre—Kick out!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Surely Trixie can’t hold out much longer?

 

Dante Reed - I don’t think so, Sebastian. But she isn’t giving up without a fight, that’s for certain.

 

[Aliyah Jaxon signals that she’s going to end it. She pulls Trixie up and sets her up ready for the “One Night Stand” but before it can be performed properly, Trixie counters into a Northern Lights release suplex! Jaxon scrambles back to her feet as does Trixie. Jaxon walks right into a judo throw! And another from Trixie! Trixie hits Jaxon with a Trix Kick to the chest and then another the ribcage! Trixie grabs Jaxon in an headlock, and rolls her up into a pin.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Three!

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, “The Prime Girl” Trixie!

 

[Trixie doesn’t even stick around to have her hand raised as she quickly rolls out of the ring and begins back pedaling up the ramp, with her focus fixated on Jaxon, who’s is furious with the outcome.]

 

Dante Reed - Out of nowhere, Trixie steals the win!

 

Sebastian Riggs - I think she caught Jaxon off guard, Dante! Look at her in the ring, she is fucking pissed!

 

Dante Reed - You can never count out Trixie in any circumstance, she’s young but has tremendous talent and experience in the industry.

 

Sebastian Riggs - I don’t think this one is going to sit well with The Empress.

 

Dante Reed - Can’t argue with that, and I doubt this is the last we’ve seen of these two! But now folks, we switch gears to a Falls Count Anywhere Match that will end a bitter grudge that has been building since the very beginning of season two. Coming up next, we have Alex Kincaid versus Kira Izumi!

 

Sebastian Riggs - I can’t wait for that one, Dante, it’s sure to be a barn burner!

THE BIGGEST LITTLE GUY

[Scene opens where Landerson is minding his own business walking in the back while Savannah Skye stops him.]

 

Savannah Skye - Sorry to bother you Mr Landerson.

 

El Landerson - It’s pronounce El Landerson. But you'll get it sooner or later Ms Skye.

 

Savannah Skye - The reason that I stopped you is to ask some questions about you being a part of Union Battleground.

 

El Landerson - Coma Va.

 

Savannah Skye - I don't get it Landerson. what does that even mean?

 

El Landerson - It means of course Savannah, why not..

 

Savannah Skye - How does it feel to join Union Battleground when we are just few days away from the War of the Worlds PPV this week on the Battleground Network? Any response Landerson?

 

El Landerson - The reason that I came to Union Battleground is to fight someone that's smaller or bigger than me because when I first make my own debut on L!GHTS OUT, I promise that sooner or later I will win that first match.

 

Savannah Skye - But Landerson, there’s speculation that you will debut after War of the Worlds, who will you face at L!GHTS OUT #23?

 

El Landerson - That is a tough question, I guess that everybody will just have to found out and see for yourself.

 

[Landerson walks away from Savannah Skye when she continues talking.]

 

Savannah Skye - Thanks for that lovely offer Landerson, and best of luck!

 

[Camera fades when Landerson heads back to his own Locker Room and Savannah Skye leaves the audience with a close up of her brilliant smile.]

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a Falls Count Anywhere Match! Introducing first, standing 6’ even and weighing in at 200 pounds, from Shinhidaka, Hokkaido, Japan, representing the AWF, Kira Izumi!

 

Dante Reed - Alex Kincaid is ready for this one, Sebastian.

 

Sebastian Riggs - This will be a blockbuster, that’s for sure.

 

AMAI KAORI NI SASOWARE YASASHII ME NI WO SHITA...

 

[Kira comes out from the back along with Kirito shortly following him. He makes an “X” sign with his arms as he starts singing along with the song. Kira walks down the ramp way slapping hands with his fans.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Kincaid is waiting for his entrance, he’s bringing the pain already.

 

[Kincaid hits the stage and sprints down the ramp and pushes Kirito violently out the way, as he drills Kira with a forearm shot, staggering his opponent. Kincaid takes a few steps back before running and clotheslining Kira straight over the barricade and into the fans. Kincaid climbs over and lifts Kira to his feet and begins pummelling him with right hands as they fight through the crowd.]

 

[DING!]

 

Dante Reed - Alex Kincaid isn’t waiting around for the pageantry, he’s ready to get this one going right now! They are amongst the fans now, and they are firmly in the Kincaid camp.

 

[The camera switches to Kirito who is just getting up and begins to walk down the ramp to the ring. And she rummages under the ring, pulling out a Sledgehammer which she brandishes with pure malice and menace. She looks around, seeing Kincaid and her Husband, Alex is decimating Kira with a right hook which sends him flying. Kirito begins walking up the stage as Kincaid picks up Kira and drags him towards the barricades which separate the fans from the ramp. Kincaid’s attention is purely focused on Kira, and he doesn’t see Kirito waiting for him, until he turns, and receives the sledgehammer straight between his eyes. Alex reels back, his hands going to his head, blood flowing through his fingers.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Kirito helping her husband here. And you can’t blame her. Kira was getting annihilated by Kincaid.

 

[Kirito drops the hammer and then drags Kira over the railings to safety. Kincaid looks at the blood on his hands and his eyes meet Kirito’s and he smiles as if loving the fact that blood has been drawn. Kirito pays no more attention to him however and pulls her husband to the  seemingly safe haven, at the top of the stage.]

 

[Kirito lifts Kira to his feet, steadying himself. But Kincaid smashes into her back, forcing Kirito backwards, and turns his attentions back to his opponent. They trade blows, Kincaid this time on the receiving end of some brutal shots from Kira, but both have forgotten about Kirito who crawls away from the brawl. She gets to her feet, surveying what she is about to do, before running and jumping onto Kincaid’s back. He reaches around and grabs her head and pulls her up and slams her to the stage floor with ease. Kira comes to his Wife’s rescue and pulls Kirito to her feet. They turn and see Kincaid charging them and connects with his “Into The Boards!” hitting both perfectly and sending all three of them off the stage to the arena floor.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Holy shit! All three of them must be dead from that.

 

Dante Reed - Such a drama queen.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Alex Kincaid risked it all there. And for what!

 

[The camera pans to the wreckage, Kirito not moving on the arena floor, her eyes closed. Kira somehow is moving, but he has blood pouring from the back of his head, possibly where it smashed into the floor. Alex Kincaid however crawls away and then stands up, seeming to be none the worse for wear. Kincaid drops down onto Kira, and the referee is quickly into position]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Th—Kick out!

 

[The crowd goes crazy, but Kira has managed to shoot his shoulder up at the last moment.]

 

Dante Reed - Kira digging deep to continue in this match. But it's all Kincaid right now.

 

[Kira gets to his feet after a few moments and walks through to the backstage area where Kincaid catches up with him, smashing him to the back of Kira’s head with a forearm. Kira drops to one knee, but brings up a crate, and splinters it over Kincaid’s head. He staggers, but grabs a hold of Kira and the two tussle, trying to overpower the other, both of them crashing through a door and into a dressing room. Trixie is quick to pull a towel over her. Kincaid pauses for a moment at Trixie’s naked form, a right hand and a boot to the gut from Kira regaining his attention.]

 

Dante Reed - Did… Did… Did you see that?!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Keep your mind on the match, Dante.

 

Dante Reed - Must ignore... No, sorry, can’t do it!

 

[Kira and Kincaid crash through another door, Alex slipping on the edge of a swimming pool and only just regaining his balance. Kira tries to take advantage, and sprints at Kincaid and spears them both into the swimming pool, water splashing everywhere.]

 

Dante Reed - I hope they can swim.

 

[Kincaid grabs hold of Kira’s head, and holds it under the water, Izumi pushing back and gasping for breath.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Someone stop this. He’s going to drown Kira.

 

Dante Reed - It’s a Falls Count Anywhere. He’s doing what it takes to win tonight.

 

[Kincaid holds Kira’s head under the water again, this time for longer, bubbles floating to the surface as he struggles. Finally, Kira stops struggling, and Alex pulls him from the pool, laying Kira on the side and motioning for the referee.]

 

Dante Reed - Is he dead?

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thr—Kick out!

 

[Just as Kira coughs and splutters, he also kicks out of the pin, the wave of relief from the Union Battleground crew watching, evident.]

 

Dante Reed - Wow, that had me worried there.

 

Sebastian Riggs - It’s a Falls Count Anywhere, Dante. It’s all legal. What did you expect?

 

[Kincaid drags Kira away from the swimming pool and through a door, back into the backstage area. Kira drills Kincaid with a knee to the gut and pushes him through a door. Kincaid is to his feet and backed up a flight of stairs by Kira who is relentless in his pursuit. The camera goes back to Kirito who still hasn’t moved. Kira smashes Kincaid’s head into the concrete wall and he falls to one knee, quickly regaining his balance but falling over at the top of the stairs. Kira mounts him and smashes him in the face with punches and elbows, but Kincaid pushes him away, getting to his feet and backing off.]

 

[Kira continues to smash home a combination of punches, until Kincaid finds himself on a platform probably fifteen feet up, the “War Of The Worlds” sign above him, and the entranceway below. Kincaid begins fighting back with all his strength, trying to stop the onslaught, driving his boot right into the groin of Kira. With him holding his privates, Kincaid runs at him and hits a dropkick, sending Kira over the edge and to the arena floor below. Kincaid looks over the edge, but doesn’t stop there, walking to the edge and leaping off, landing across Kira with a suicidal senton bomb.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - HOLY FUCKING SHIT! They’ve just killed themselves.

 

Dante Reed - This is fucking awesome. I LOVE THE BATTLEGROUND!

 

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

 

[The crowd chant and they’re on the edge of their seats. Neither Kira nor Kincaid are moving, but eventually after a few moments, Kira manages to move, just his arm, and drapes it across the chest of Kincaid.]

 

... One!

 

... Two—Kick out!

 

[Noooo, Kincaid kicks out much to the delight of his daughter, Maggie.]

 

[Kincaid slowly but surely gets back to his feet, as does Kira. Kira runs towards Alex, but he puts his arms out and catches Kira, ignoring the almost unbearable pain, and drops Kira into the stage with a devastating Scoop Slam, the metal stage obviously denting with the impact of the shot. Alex drops to the floor, his arms across Kira’s chest.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thre—Kick out!

 

[No, No, No. Kira kicks out as the crowd gasp, disbelieving that he could kick out. Kincaid shakes his head, his eyes glossy and glazed over in disbelief of his own, smashing his fist into the stage in frustration and busting his knuckles open.]

 

[Kincaid is back on his feet and the crowd cheer, forcing Kira to get to his feet and turn around to see a battered and bruised Alex Kincaid smiling at him.]

 

Dante Reed - He’s got a gleam in his eyes. Alex is going to love this. It’s do or die now, I don’t know how much either of these two have left in the tank.

 

[Alex motions for Kira to step forwards, both exhausted and breathing heavily. And in tandem they both step forwards and begin dishing out right and left handers, rocking them both back on their feet. Kincaid gets the upper hand and doesn’t succumb to the pain he’s suffering and puts a hand on the back of Kira’s head, holding it there before drilling his knee into his sternum, doubling him over in agony. Still with his hand on the back of her head, he forcefully grabs a hold of Kira’s head and begins running down the ramp and throws him into the security barricade, right in front of his daughter.]

 

Dante Reed - His Daughter shouldn’t be watching this. She’s bound to have nightmares after tonight.

 

[Following him over to the barricade, he bends down to grab Kira, but he jabs a sledgehammer that was laying at ringside, right into his mid-section. Dropping to his knees, Kira climbs to his feet and runs at Kincaid clotheslining him over the barricade and into the fans, more importantly right next to Maggie. Kira gets to his feet first and smiles at Maggie, telling her to watch what he’s about to do. And begins beating the hell out of Kincaid as his Daughter screams at him to fight back.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - And this is how it all started. Family.

 

[Kira stops beating on Kincaid and jumps onto the barricade with his back to Alex and launches himself off and connects with his “#FlipKira” and hooks Kincaid’s leg as his daughter is still screaming at her father to fight back and finish Kira.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Three—No! Kick out!

 

[NOOOO, the crowd breathe a sigh of relief as Kincaid manages to get a shoulder up in time.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - FUCK! How close was that. That must’ve been a three? What is it going to take to put Kincaid away?

 

[Standing to his feet, he climbs the barricade again and balancing himself up, he jumps off and goes for a leg drop, but Kincaid has climbed to his feet and catches him mid-air before hitting a spinebuster onto the barricade, as Kira arches his back in agony. Kincaid backs up and gets a second wind as he smiles at Maggie and runs at Kira, clotheslining him over the barricade and back to the outside of the ring. Kincaid follows him and pulls him to his feet and hits the “Red River Crossing” onto the steel steps, folding him up like an accordion as the crowd gasp as Kincaid drops to the floor.]

 

Dante Reed - HE’S KILLED KIRA! A last ditch and desperate move from Kincaid. This must be the end. I don’t see how either of these two can carry on.

 

Sebastian Riggs - WHAT THE HELL!!

 

Dante Reed - All Kincaid has to do is crawl over and cover him. And we’ve got a our winner. And this war is over.

 

[Kincaid does indeed crawl over, but instead of pinning Kira, he grabs him and pulls Kira up to his feet, before walking Kira up the ramp and onto the stage.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Where’s he going now? Just finish it already!  

 

[Kira isn’t responding much and Kincaid staggers over and manages to pull Kira to his feet and places his head between his legs, raising his arm into the air. Drawing a huge chorus of cheers from the crowd. But Jordan Rayburn, Rukia Matsuoka, Sui Obata race onto the stage and Jordan goes for a right hander, but Kincaid sees them coming and drops Kira and meets Jordan with a right hander of his own, before flooring him with a DDT onto the stage. Getting back to his feet, he’s met by Rukia and Sui who double team him for a few moments. But Kincaid is able to power through and double clothesline both onto their backs. He walks over to Kira and lifts him back up. Wrapping his hands around Kira’s throat, he lifts Izumi up and brings him crashing down onto the metal on the stage.]

 

Dante Reed - This has to be the end now. HAS TO BE!!!

 

[Kincaid drops to his knees and looks at Kira, then over to his daughter in the crowd, before completely dropping to the canvas and hooks his leg, as the referee drops to the mat.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Three!

 

[As the referee slams his hand down for the third time, the crowd rise to their feet chanting Kincaid’s name and the ref calls for the bell.]

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, “The Bullet King” Alex Kincaid!

 

Dante Reed - What. A. Match. That had everything. I don’t even know how Kincaid held off MURAMASA-kokka and still prevailed.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Me neither, Dante. But that was one hell of a match. Most certainly a candidate for match of Season Two.

 

Dante Reed - No doubt, Bas. But now folks, we are getting ready to switch gears as we approach the finals matches of the night. Coming up next, Blake Archer defends his GWP World Heavyweight Championship against a “frenemy” in Josie Pleasure. It’s sure to be a wild ride, so stay tuned!

MOVING FORWARD

[At the curtain, Union Battleground interviewer Savannah Skye stands waiting for the victor of the Falls Count Anywhere match. A moment later, Alex Kincaid comes stumbling on through the curtain with his wife and manager in tow. He’s clearly hurting from the match, holding his side and wincing with each step. Alyssa seems concerned and looks around frantically for some medical help. But when Kincaid spots Savannah he can’t help but grin.]

 

Savannah Skye - Ladies and gentlemen, after an absolute war with Kira Izumi I’m here with former Warhorse Championship contender Alex Kincaid. Alex, what do you have to say about your latest battle with Kira?

 

[Alex goes quiet for a second and looks at Alyssa. Then, he laughs. Savannah seems a bit taken aback as he limps to the wall and slumps down against it, sliding to the floor with a sigh.]

 

Alyssa Kincaid - Alex, we need to get you to a doctor. You took a-

 

[He shakes his head.]

 

Alex Kincaid - I’ll be fine. I’ll be okay…I just…I just need a minute. Savannah, what did you call it? ‘My latest battle with Kira’? Yeah. Exactly. The latest. Because I’m not nearly stupid enough to think that this is the last I’ll see of him or the rest of his crew. Over the last four months, this rivalry has affected absolutely everything I do. Both personally and professionally, Kira has dominated my Union Battleground experience in a way I never could have expected. What this win buys me is distance, a chance for both of us to consider this thing settled…at least temporarily. So now? Now there are other fish to fry. Other brass rings to reach for. In the end, like every wrestler, I’m here to become a champion. But I’m not ready to go hunting for title gold yet.

 

[Savannah seems a little puzzled by his admission and looks to his manager for answers. Alyssa shrugs, she doesn’t understand it either and Alex continues.]

 

Alex Kincaid - Look at this roster. We’ve got Mercenaries, we’ve got Irish Travellers, we’ve got Speedsters, we’ve got MULTIPLE crazy horror cults running around…and we’ve got me. Me, a simple kid from Calgary Coal Country standing at the gates and telling them ‘Come and get it’. I lace up those boots, and I walk down to that ring a wrestler and nothing else. But I’ve been something very different these last few months. I’ve had to be. Because Kira Izumi is too dangerous to be fought the way anyone else is. You pick a fight with MURAMASA-kokka and you know you’re going into their house. You know you’ve got to do things their way. That means I had to change. And starting next show, I want to become the competitor that-

 

[He winces and holds his ribs again. He laughs through the pain and shakes his head, as Alyssa bites her lip nervously.]

 

Alex Kincaid - Jesus that hurts. I want to become the competitor that I know deep down I am. I want to become the guy who was happy as hell walking through those doors my first night here. The guy this place would have seen if the Kira issue didn’t immediately derail me. And the way I see it? We can start that right away. So I’m laying out a challenge. An open challenge. Next L!GHTS OUT, I’m putting the call out for any competitor in the world to come and meet me in my new home. I’m calling anyone out there who wants a shot at the Bullet King to come and take it. Because Savannah, I can promise you this – I’m going to steal the show. I’m going to give you something special. It’s time for me to put this behind me and forge a new path, and that starts on L!GHTS OUT. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go find some tape to put myself back together.

 

[With that, he uses the wall to pull himself up. He falters for a minute and his wife tucks herself under his arm to support his weight. He gives her a quick nod and the two of them limp down the hallway together. A concerned Savannah Skye watches them leave, as we fade away to our next segment.]

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the GWP World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, standing 5’9” and weighing in at 120 pounds, from Detroit, Michigan, “The Psycho Bitch” Josie Pleasure!

 

"PET" BY A PERFECT CIRCLE BEGINS TO PLAY

 

[Josie steps onto the stage as she grinds her hips from side to side, slowly working her hands up the sides of her body then throws them up into the air displaying metal signs. She flashes a twisted smile as she strolls down the ramp never taking her eyes off the ring that lies before her. Once there, she rolls inside pulling herself to the center and arching her back in what is known in yoga as an upward facing dog. Pushing her ample breasts outward and throwing her head back in what can only described as orgasmic fashion. Making the men in the audience shout with cat calls and whistles.]

 

Dante Reed - Josie Pleasure has the opportunity of a lifetime right now. She’s got a chance to not only walk out of here as GWP World Champion, but do it by taking down someone who she has known and even won tag team gold with!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Exactly. It’s a strange relationship between Josie and Blake. Like you said, they’ve been partners in the ring and have won titles together. But tonight, all that matters is the GWP World Title.

 

Mike Dempsey - And her opponent, standing 6’9” and weighing in at 295 pounds, fighting out of Canton, Ohio, he is the GWP World Heavyweight Champion, “The King of Canines” Blake Archer!

 

REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH!

YOUR OWN, PERSONAL JESUS

SOMEONE TO HEAR YOUR PRAYERS

SOMEONE WHO CARES

YOUR OWN PERSONAL JESUS

SOMEONE TO HEAR YOUR PRAYERS

SOMEONE WHO’S THERE

 

[Archer steps out from behind the entrance his beautiful fashion obsessed wife stepping out next to him. He holds his fist up above his head and she wraps her arms around his giving a heel popping kiss. They then proceeds to make his way towards the ring. One hand holding hers and the other He reaches his hands out to his sides touching fingertips with those stretching out to touch him.]

 

FEELINGS UNKNOWN AND YOU’RE ALL ALONE

FLESH AND BONE BY THE TELEPHONE

LIFT UP THE RECEIVER

I’LL MAKE YOU A BELIEVER

 

[He stops and hits the steel rings steps with his fist than climbs them to the ring apron and stepping over the top rope into the ring after swiping his feet across the skirt of the ring. His charming smile is on his face while he poses for each side of the ring striking a reaction out of the fans.]

 

Dante Reed - And here he is, the GWP World Heavyweight Champion himself, Blake Archer! Archer has defended the title once already inside a Battleground ring. First defeating Constantine Christos back at Crown of the King Cobra.

 

Sebastian Riggs - But tonight he defends it against someone who knows his strategy like the back of her hand. I’m anxious to see how this one unfolds. Blake has started to get on a good roll of wins lately, but Josie needs this one more than ever.

 

Dante Reed - Alright folks, both competitors are now squared away in the ring, and the referee is calling for the bell! This match is underway!

 

[DING!]

 

[The bell rings inside the 3Arena and Josie Pleasure circles a confident Blake Archer as the King of Canines takes the middle of the ring. Josie moves in quick, and Archer moves with shocking speed to spin off his hip and swing a massive clothesline at her. Josie ducks the shot and when Blake turns back to face her she batters him with a series of quick forearms. She then goes to snatch a headlock, dropping her hips to take Archer over. Blake is prepared though and sets his base underneath him. Josie is stunned as he holds her in place off the ground. Archer gives a wicked grin, before hauling Josie up into the air to look for a back body drop! At the last second though, Josie kicks her feet back and back flips over to land on her feet! She rushes off the ropes again and hits him with a shoulder block, sending him into the ropes and then cracking him under the jaw with a big headbutt when he comes back at her! Blake Archer falls into the ropes!]

 

Dante Reed - You can see the familiarity with these two! Josie Pleasure knows Blake Archer like the back of her hand!

 

Sebastian Riggs - No! Wrong! Josie knows Dorian Blake. The man in the ring with her right now is a whole other can of worms and she needs to keep that in mind!

 

[When Archer comes off the ropes, Josie leaps onto him with a trio of quick knees to the midsection. Archer shoves her away, exploiting his hundred pound weight advantage, and sends her clean across the ring! But Blake Archer isn't all power, and he demonstrates that when Josie charges in and he drops her to the canvas with a drop toe hold! Blake climbs up, locking a camel clutch in to lock Josie down when she tries to crawl away and escape. Blake throws vicious crossface blows across Josie's face, snapping his forearms into her until she starts to wilt under the attack. Suddenly, he snaps her up over his shoulder and wheels her around into the canvas with a devastating powerslam!]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[Even the first cover of the match is a long one but Josie manages to get her shoulder off of the mat. Blake stays on his knees for a moment, looking around the ring and planning his next attack. He pulls Josie off the mat and yanks her to the corner, slamming her face into the turnbuckle. He then wraps her arms around the top rope, yanking back on the arm with his foot on the middle post to wrench at it as hard as he can. Josie grits her teeth and kicks out at him, driving a little space between the two of them but at first unable to break his grip. She manages to finally yank back again and make some distance, and when Blake goes for the attack again she suddenly uses the buckle to leap up and knee him in the face!]

 

Dante Reed - Oh! Ever resourceful, that Josie Pleasure.

 

Sebastian Riggs - She's got a devious mind Reed! Who knows what kind of dark impulses go through that brain?

 

[Josie bolts forward and smacks him in the side of the head with an enzuigiri! Blake stumbles back, still on his feet but wobbling. Josie snatches him in a front facelock and yanks him over to the ropes, slipping him through the middle to the apron and letting him remain there while she backs off to the corner. A dazed Archer tries to get back into the ring only for Josie to suddenly bolt forward and hit him with a bulldog in the ropes! Blake's faces smacks off the ground and he comes tumbling into the canvas, Josie yanks him into the middle of the ring by his hair and drops an elbow onto his midsection! Another! Then another! She drops down to make a cover, hooking a leg!]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[No! Archer defiantly gets a shoulder up. He shoves at her quickly, making distance from his opponent and moving for the ropes. There's a half second where he looks through the ropes to Mary Jane for guidance, the heat of battle making him forget for just a moment that she would not be accompanying him to ringside. Josie keeps the pressure on, locking a chinlock on him flattening him to the ground. He reaches up and she fishes across him, snatching his arm in an inverted sort of keylock. Archer rolls onto his belly, driving his hips down to snap her out of the hold. He gets on top, raining down some blows to force her to break the move!]

 

Dante Reed - Blake Archer is just a terrifying competitor. No one that strong, that fast, should have all of that in ring knowledge. Amazing stuff.

 

Sebastian Riggs - He's like Thanos! What? He is! Don't look at me like that Reed!

 

[Josie rolls up to her feet to escape the onslaught, only to suddenly get snatched around the throat by The King of Canines! Before he can deliver The Mark though, she snaps his hand off and grabs a handful of his hair! She snaps him down and then when he resists and snaps his head up she goes with the momentum to hit him with a big european uppercut! But then, suddenly, he snaps forward and grabs for the chokeslam again! Josie is yanked into the air and then blasted into the canvas with The Mark! Blake Archer makes a cover!]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thr—Kick out!

 

[No! No! Josie Pleasure kicks out. Archer cracks his neck for a second, wiping a hand over his face and muttering some frustrated words to himself as he tries to stop himself from going over the edge in frustration. He looks to the corner, nodding to himself as an idea occurs to him. He heads to the corner. He crawls through the ropes, shaking off the blows to his head from earlier as best he can and starts to ascend the ropes.]

 

Dante Reed - He's looking for that 747 Crash! There's a hundred pound weight advantage in play here, you've got to imagine that's going to do it.

 

Sebastian Riggs - But he's shaky. That's what happens, you target an opponents head like that it throws off the sense of balance. Makes it difficult to – OH!

 

[He's suddenly cut off as Blake Archer comes crashing down to earth, with Josie just barely rolling out of the way! Josie pulls herself up, and meets him in the middle of the ring with a big winding right hand. It's enough to stun Archer for a second, but a moment later she steps into another right! Then another! The series of winding shots have him stymied and she goes to whip him across the ring. He ducks his head to come under a clothesline, but Josie leaps into the air and smashes his face into the canvas with a modified version of her Psycho Drop! Archer is down, and she runs to the corner to scramble up to the ropes! Blake comes up to his feet, and she flies off the ropes to crash into him with a devastating Flying Cross Body! She rolls onto him for a cover!]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[NO! Blake Archer kicks out again! Josie pounds a fist on the mat, frustrated, but she stays on the attack. She pulls Archer up to his feet and hooks him in a fisherman's suplex position. She drops her hips in, gritting her teeth and trying to pick him up for the Head Wound! But she can't get him up! Blake drops, and swings at her to try and escape but she keeps the hold on and attempts it again! With a yell to pump herself up, she manages to lift him up into the air! But Blake Archer manages to spin out and land on his feet! Josie turns and eats another big swinging right punch from Blake. He throws her into the ropes and scoops her up to swing her around with a massive Black Hole Slam! Josie is down!]

 

[Blake Archer heads to the corner and measures her, beckoning for her to stand up. Slowly, Josie gets to her feet holding her aching ribs. When she gets to her feet and turns Blake charges for the Silver Shot! But Josie ducks at the last second and he crashes head first into the second turnbuckle! Josie catches him for a roll up!]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[Blake kicks out again! He rushes back from the corner, trying to make some distance, and Josie runs in to stay on the attack. She grabs him and sends him flying into the ropes, looking for a clothesline only for him to duck under and hit the opposite ropes. She tries to catch him again and he ducks her again, on the third bounce off the ropes he cuts her in half with a massive Silver Shot spear! Blake Archer makes the cover!]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Three!

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, AND STILL GWP World Heavyweight Champion, “The King of Canines” Blake Archer!

 

Dante Reed - He’s done it again! Blake Archer successfully retains his title!

 

Sebastian Riggs - I really thought Josie was going to pull it off there. But give credit where it’s due, both of these competitors left it all out there on the canvas. Helluva fight!

 

Dante Reed - Folks, we have to take a short commercial break. When we return, we will see the Title versus Career bout between Finn Whelan and Johnny Vachon! Stay tuned!

STORYBOOK BEGINNINGS

[Black.]

 

Voice - This is where it all begins.

 

[The camera fades into view of the backstage area. This hallway is mostly free of the hustle and bustle of crew and performers working to keep the night rolling. Only one person occupies this hall at present. Alyssa Daniels sits atop an equipment chest, her legs crossed Indian style. She looks off into the middle distance at nothing in particular.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - Alexander Devin... The Executioner... These battles might as well be prelims, a prologue for a story yet to be told. This is not a story based around face paint, masks, and inconsistent pronouns. This is a story about an evil that was left unchecked for too long, allowing it to grow out of control. It’s about a group of individuals that are now rising together to negate this stupid numbers game that this evil has capitalized on for too long. It’s about a group, a roster…

 

[Alyssa stops mid-thought and shakes her head.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - No, it’s more than that. The Battleground, Elysium, and so many more... These shockwaves are being felt throughout this industry. This one battle - this ‘War of the Worlds’ - this is where we make our statement. This is where we let these would-be tyrants know that their actions will not be allowed. Tonight, we’re not sending people one-by-one into the lion’s den to fight alone. Dick Devereaux fought alone for too long. When he gets his hands on Nemesis tonight, he’ll have Flash and I as equalizers to keep the pack at bay. Flash Kassidy took the mantle and fought alone. When Ragnarok was left alone, he couldn’t withstand Kassidy’s assault. And Legion? Oh, girl... Er, girls? Whichever... We’ve got our own little party to attend. No more hiding in your Garden of Shadows. Tonight, you step into the Courtyard of the Battleground. Tonight, you step up to answer for your obsession with me. And while you answer, dear Legion, you’ll find yourself with more questions.

 

[Alyssa holds up one finger.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - “What have I gotten myself into?”

 

[Second finger.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - “Can Alyssa be stopped?”

 

[Third finger.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - “Will anywhere be safe to hide?”

 

[Alyssa waves her hand dismissively.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - Along with plenty of others. You don’t have the benefit of your cloak and dagger tonight. Tonight, you step out of the shadows and into the light. You look around you and see the circus acts you’ve aligned yourself, then you look into our faces, faces consumed by aggression looking for an outlet. And our outlet...

 

[Alyssa closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - ... shall be our Salvation. The path will not be easy, and if you’re preaching the abandonment of hope? Well, I don’t know what chance you think you have of coming out ahead. Victory won’t be enough. You need total annihilation, and that’s something you just can’t have.

 

[Alyssa hops down from the chest and pops her neck.]

 

Alyssa Daniels - Tonight it all begins. Count your victories where you can. You’ll need a safe space in your minds to hide when this is over.

 

[Alyssa walks off-camera with purpose, with focus as the scene fades.]

COMMERCIAL

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ALL IN THE FAMILY

[When the show comes back from commercial, the cameras catch the Seattle Saint as he’s heading in the direction of the ring. On his shoulder, not often carried with him, is his WWH World Championship belt — the prize for tonight’s Title vs. Career match should he ultimately fail against Johnny Vachon. It would be a detriment to himself, and to WWH, if he were to lose the title, and someone was likely counting on that happening. Of course, that being said, Finn was just arrogant enough to put the title on the line either way because, judging by their last encounter, Vachon had no chance in hell of winning.]

 

??? - Wait a minute.

 

[Finn stops in his tracks, narrowing his eyes and then turning his head slightly to look behind him. A woman with long, severely straight black hair appears from down one of the hallways. With a grin, he turns toward her takes the few steps back to wrap his arms around her shoulders.]

 

??? - Surprise, Fuckduck.

 

Finn Whelan - It’s nice to see you again, El. Didn’t think I’d see you until I was back in the States.

 

[The woman is Elena DeDraca, and the reason for such a friendly reaction is that the woman is Finn’s sister. It’s a long story. She lifts her lips into a smile, though it still looks semi-stoic due to her propensity to wear her make-up just enough to look like a gothic wonder. She takes a step back after hugging him, and she taps her fingers on the title belt on his shoulder.]

 

Elena DeDraca - So, I’m just going to point out that if you put the former holder of this championship in the grave so to speak, then you better do the same to this...green-haired waste of space.

 

[Elena is far more blunt than Finn, though still somewhat elegant in her phrasing. Finn snickers at her, lifting the championship belt up higher on his shoulder slightly proud.]

 

Finn Whelan - There is honestly no chance of him succeeding, Sis. Imagine if you had your championship on the line though in some other place. Hart would be piiiiiiiiiissed.

 

[Elena couldn't help herself but smile. For a moment, she played with one of her locks of hair, looking almost innocent. But he knew better.]

 

Elena DeDraca - But I am the good sibling, remember? Plus, I am only signed by one place.

 

[Another snort comes out of Finn, and he shakes his head.]

 

Finn Whelan - Yes, yes, you’re the Golden Girl of WWH. Never a chance of you losing that Women’s Championship of yours. Wait.

 

[He pauses.]

 

Finn Whelan - Did you stick around in England just so you could come out here? I mean, I saw the promo tape. Hyde Park looked like it was jammed full of your fans. I can’t imagine, though, that you’d stay away for so long.

 

Elena DeDraca - I had some business around the area and maybe wanted to see you wrestle. Be a normal fan, you know?

 

[The grin on her face slightly changed. He had seen it before, many times.]

 

Elena DeDraca - And funny enough my business lead me from England to Ireland.

 

[For a moment, his smile faded as he looked at her, cocking his head to the side. His eyes narrowed a bit as he surveyed her, and her eyebrow lifted as her smile became even more amused.]

 

Finn Whelan - Business...please do not tell me you’re buying another house in yet another municipality. I can’t keep up.

 

Elena DeDraca - One of your slow days, huh? Well how can I spell it out in a colourful way. We always stuck together, through thick and thin.

 

[She looked at him serious before handing him some papers.]

 

Elena DeDraca - Let's just say it's an early birthday present.

 

[He gave her an exasperated look, rolling his eyes as she spoke, but nevertheless, held the papers up so he could figure out Elena’s reason for her cryptic behavior as of late. As he flipped through them, he read quickly, his eyes going back and forth over the paperwork before he looked directly at her again.]

 

Finn Whelan - You’re kidding.

 

Elena DeDraca - Go to the last page, right at the bottom. Then ask me the same question again.

 

[She folded her arms in front of her chest, smiling. Finn blinked at her for a couple of seconds, legitimately somewhat dumbfounded — which mind you, doesn’t happen very often. He flipped to the last page again, and stared right at it.]

 

Finn Whelan - You’re fucking kidding, right?!

 

[With her own exasperated sigh, Elena too rolled her eyes in just the same manner as he did and smiled as she shook her head back and forth, indicating that, “No, dumbfuck, I’m not”. Total siblings, and it showed. It was likely the first time the UB fans had actually seen him genuinely excited about something, especially as Finn let out a whoop of laughter and the papers went virtually flying everywhere as he grabbed his sister, swinging her around.]

 

Elena DeDraca - Okay, okay! Put me down!

 

[Her words were angry, but she was truly not. She laughed as he did as she asked, her smile still amused at his excitement. He can’t even seem to create a coherent sentence.]

 

Finn Whelan - I can’t even...but you…?

 

Elena DeDraca - You need to breathe. Seriously. Breathe in, breathe out.

 

Finn Whelan - You never sign with two companies. Always super exclusive. What changed?

 

Elena DeDraca - Honestly? I did. I got so much more left in the tank and I’m ready to let it form into one big explosion.

 

[She licked her lips.]

 

Elena DeDraca - Plus, someone has to look out for your crazy butt.

 

Finn Whelan - I think I’ve been doing a fairly decent job of that…

 

Elena DeDraca - Riiight. Regardless, Finnegan, the ink is dried, and the papers that you so ceremoniously threw everywhere are filed. The Wolves are together yet again.

 

[Finn grins, about to open his mouth to speak when he’s cut off abruptly by an off-camera producer who’s yelling at him to get a move on.]

 

Finn Whelan - Gaaah, I’ll see you after this.

 

Elena DeDraca - You will see me while doing that. [She held up her ticket.] Now go kick some ass so that we can open a few bottles.

 

Finn Whelan - Will do.

 

[He moves off-screen, and as he does so, Elena shakes her head with a long drawn-out sigh.]

 

Elena DeDraca - He’s hopeless.

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a Title versus Career Match! Introducing first, standing 6’4” and weighing in at 202 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, he is the WWH World Heavyweight Champion, “The Seattle Saint” Finn Whelan!

 

[The lights dim in the arena and cast the arena in a red glow, and for a moment -- only a moment -- the crowd quiets down just a smidge. The guitar riff opening that carries throughout the rest of Asking Alexandria's "The Black" breaks out and brings the crowd to their feet -- both in a positive and negative reaction, completely mixed.]

 

 ♫

BURY ME, JUST LEAVE ME TO SLEEP IN THE DIRT

FINISH ME, I'M FLOATING AWAY

THERE'S A DEMON STARING STRAIGHT THROUGH YOUR EYES

AM I WASTING MY TIME?

THERE'S SOMETHING STIRRING INSIDE OF ME

 

[Just before the first line of the song, Finn Whelan has appeared not from the curtain, but from one of the visitor's entrances. He stops at the top of the steps for a moment, a slight smirk on his face as he glances at the people around him. The shiny belt he carries glints in the dark light, and he holds it securely on his shoulder. He begins stepping down the stairs at a brisk pace, high-fiving a couple fans as he makes his way down to the ring.]

 

[At the barrier, he slings himself over and slides immediately underneath the bottom rope and leaps to his feet in the center of the ring. He heads directly for the ropes in front of him, and hops up onto the bottom one, bouncing slightly as he looks back at the crowd, that sardonic grin on his face as he raises his championship high in the air for all to see. He drops down from it, and hands the championship belt to the referee before pulling off his vest and heading to the his place against the turnbuckle, leaning into it as his music fades out.]

 

Dante Reed - This match has huge implications, Sebastian. A Finn Whelan victory means Johnny Vachon can no longer compete in UB!

 

Sebastian Riggs - But if Vachon can win this one, Dante. He can walk around and call himself the WWH World Champion. I bet the bigwigs over at WWH, are hoping and praying for Whelan to pull through tonight.

 

Dante Reed - It’d definitely be an embarrassment if their World Champion loses it here tonight. Considering they didn’t book him in their biggest PPV of the year.

 

Sebastian Riggs - All I know is, this is going to be a match for the ages.

 

Dante Reed - Here’s hoping!

 

Mike Dempsey - And his opponent, standing 6’2” and weighing in at 205 pounds, from Spook City, USA, “Gutter Trash” Johnny Vachon!

 

THEY WANNA SEE BLOOD, THEY WANNA SEE HATE

 

[“America” By Deuce hits the airwaves as the lights begin to flash to a darkened green. Johnny 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 pops the cancer stick back in his mouth before beginning down the ramp, shrugging off the shouts of the fans.]

 

[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 hoping up. He eyes the crowd for a few seconds before flashing a single middle finger towards the fans. He hops down and ditches his jacket before propping himself down in a seated position in the corner, waiting for the bell.]

 

Dante Reed - And here’s the man with his career on the line.

 

Sebastian Riggs - And we know both these guys love to fight. So I don’t see it being a straight out brawl, but here’s hoping.

 

Dante Reed - Beating each other to a pulp, for the pleasure of the fans. You never know.

[DING!]

[The bell rings and the match is underway. Whelan immediately goes to his fast striking background and uses kicks to the thigh to back Vachon up against the ropes. Whelan then whips him into the ropes but Vachon reverses. Whelan comes back at Vachon who takes Finn down with a hard shoulder block. Whelan scrambles back up to his feet and charges Vachon who catches him in a deep arm drag into an arm bar.]

 

Dante Reed - Johnny Vachon takes Finn Whelan down with an arm drag into an arm bar.

 

Sebastian Riggs - With these two, I somehow doubt this technical pace will be maintained.

 

Dante Reed - Yeah, I’m just waiting for the brawling to start.

 

[Whelan fights his way back to his feet and reverses the arm bar into an arm bar of his own on Vachon. Johnny breaks the arm bar with a blow to Finn’s head. Vachon then backs Finn up with right hands. And Vachon then attempts a scoop slam but Whelan slips out from behind. Johnny turns around only to get nailed by a Enzuigiri to the side of the head. Vachon slowly struggles up to his knees and Finn savate kicks him square in the temple.]

 

Dante Reed - What a devastating kick!

 

Sebastian Riggs - That was sick!

 

[Whelan waits as Johnny slowly pulls himself back up before charging him and kicking him again in the head. Finn pulls Vachon up to his feet, scoops him up, and body slams him near a corner. Whelan then hops up onto the second turnbuckle and leaps off, drilling Vachon with a flying clothesline. Whelan then whips Johnny into the ropes and Finn takes off running off the other end. Whelan meets Vachon in the center with a flying forearm smash. Whelan then waits as Vachon slowly tries to negotiate his way to his feet before running after him and taking him down with a running shining wizard to the back of his head. Whelan pulls Vachon up to his feet and then sets him up on the top turnbuckle. He joins him at the top and then takes Vachon down with a Frankensteiner.]

 

Dante Reed - That oughta do it! Go for the cover!

 

Sebastian Riggs - I don’t think it’d be that easy, Dante.

 

[Whelan crawls over and hooks Johnny’s leg, as Bruce O’Neal administers a count.]

 

... One!

... Two!

... Kick out!

 

[Nooo, Johnny Vachon gets a shoulder up, as Finn shakes his head and gets to his feet.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - See, told you.

 

Dante Reed - Ok, smart ass.  

 

[Whelan makes it back to the top and then he looks down at Johnny who is still lying flat on his back. Finn then leaps off the top for a moonsault but Vachon rolls out of the way and Whelan hits nothing but the canvas below.]

 

Dante Reed - Finn went for everything but found nothing!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Johnny Vachon may have a chance here now. But he needs to seize it and quickly.

 

[Vachon pulls himself back up to his feet. He grabs Whelan and pulls him up, then drops Finn straight back down to the mat with a spinning knee facebreaker. Johnny drags Whelan out to the center of the ring, stomps him in the gut, and nails him with a leg drop. Vachon pulls Finn back to his knees and nails him with a “Spit Take” as Vachon takes a pair of brass knuckles and puts them on his hand. He waits as Finn negotiates his way back to his feet before decking him with the brass knuckles.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - What a shot! Brass knuckles to the face, that’ll leave a mark in the morning.

 

Dante Reed - That could’ve busted him open.

 

[Despite Dante thinking it, Whelan is busted open. Vachon exposes the steel bolt in the turnbuckle. He then takes Whelan and delivers snake eyes across the steel bolt. He grabs Finn and whips him into the opposite corner. Vachon then charges in after him and nails a corner elbow and Enzuigiri. Johnny doesn’t give Whelan a moments rest and mounts him in the corner and blasts him with right hands. Vachon then takes Finn by the head, leaps off the ropes, and nails a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT.]

 

Dante Reed - And now Vachon has made a big comeback.

 

Sebastian Riggs - I knew he could do it!

 

[Vachon pulls Whelan back up to his feet. He slams him face first up against the turnbuckle several times. Finn staggers backward and then Johnny rakes his back, before executing a backdrop suplex. Vachon then heads to the top turnbuckle once more. He waits as Whelan gets up to his feet and then leaps off the top and connects with a Tornado DDT. Finn hits the canvas and Vachon kips up to his feet. He points up to the sky, signaling that he is going to climb up to the top again.]

 

Dante Reed - Vachon is about to head up top. I’m not sure how bright this is.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Everything he does is perfect. Shut up.

 

[He begins to climb but just as he gets to the top, preparing for a Phoenix Splash, Whelan comes alive! He charges to the top and puts his head between Johnny’s legs and then he falls backwards with force, bringing Vachon down with an electric chair off the top.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Dear God what a move!

 

Dante Reed - That's it!

 

[FInn makes it to his feet. He pulls the limp body of Vachon up to his feet. Whelan sets him up and nails Johnny with an Michinoku Driver. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle. When he gets to the top, with his back turned to Vachon. FInn then leaps, going for a corkscrew moonsault off the top but Johnny moves out of the way just in time, and hits nothing but canvas for the second time in this match.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - DAMN!!

 

Dante Reed - You can say that again!

 

Sebastian Riggs - DAMN!!

 

Dante Reed - Was that really necessary?

 

Sebastian Riggs - You asked for it! And I think Finn needs to change his tactics here, Dante. That’s twice that Vachon has had his number from the top rope.

 

[Johnny slowly uses the ropes to pull himself back up. Whelan is already back up to his feet by this time, but not for long. Vachon comes up from behind and drops him with a jumping neckbreaker. He then drops a wicked elbow to Whelan’s back. Vachon pulls him to his feet and plants him in the center of the ring with a Fameasser. He then kips to his feet and heads to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, connecting with a phoenix splash.]

 

Dante Reed - What an athletic display from Johnny Vachon!

 

Sebastian Riggs - I knew he could do it!

 

Dante Reed - He hasn’t won yet.

 

Sebastian Riggs - But he will.

 

[Johnny takes the prone body of Finn Whelan and tosses him to the outside. Vachon then leaps over the top with a diving crossbody onto Whelan. Vachon wastes little time and grabs Finn and viciously whips him into the steel steps. He reaches underneath the ring and produces a Kendo Stick. He rears back and blasts Whelan across the back with it several times. He then blasts him in the face with it in the hope it busts him open.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Those Kendo Sticks shots were vicious!

 

Dante Reed - You can say that again!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Those Kendo… Don’t worry, Dante. I won’t subject you to another one.

 

[Johnny drops the Kendo Stick. He then walks over and produces a steel chair. He watches and waits as Whelan uses the ring apron to pull himself up. Once up, he then swings but Whelan ducks out of the way and the chair bounces back into Vachon’s face. Finn then delivers "ScRM" on the outside!]

 

Dante Reed - There’s "ScRM" on the outside!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Oh no!

 

[Finn Whelan picks the steel chair back up and waits as Johnny Vachon gets to his feet. He turns around into a violent chair shot right between the eyes from Whelan! The crowd roars wildly, cheering him on. Finn then takes Johnny and drags him over to the announce position. Whelan drapes Vachon on the announce table. He then produces a ladder and grabs Johnny and drags him and climbs up to the top.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - DON’T!!

 

Dante Reed - Oh shit!

 

[Whelan balances himself and Vachon at the top rung of the ladder, as Finn grabs Johnny and leaps of the top of the ladder and slams Vachon through the announce table with the “Fenian Rising”.]

 

Dante Reed - Fenian Rising off the ladder and through the table!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Through our table! Holy shit!

 

[Chants of “Holy shit” erupt throughout the crowd. It takes a while but eventually Finn Whelan makes his way to his feet. He pulls Johnny to his feet and whips him violently into the steel steps. Whelan waits a while to catch his breath. He then walks in but Vachon from out of nowhere connects with a drop toe hold on Finn driving Whelan’s face into the steel steps.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - That’s just what my man needed!

 

Dante Reed - Your man? Are you sleeping with Johnny Vachon now?

 

Sebastian Riggs - NO! Of course not!

 

Dante Reed - Well you did say he was your man.

 

[Johnny Vachon pulls himself back up. He reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire.]

 

Dante Reed - Uh oh!!

 

Sebastian Riggs - It’s time to finish this once and for all!

 

[Whelan pulls himself up and Vachon swings but Finn ducks out of the way. Whelan connects with a superkick onto the barbed wire chair, slamming Vachon in the face as he hits the floor on the outside! Whelan grabs him and rolls Vachon back into the ring. He takes the barbed wire chair with him as he goes back into the ring as well. Whelan sets Vachon up in a corner and then places the barbed wire chair onto the canvas. Whelan walks back over to the corner and pulls Vachon away. With a wry grin, Finn hooks Vachon up and executes the “Revelation 6:4” right onto the barbed wire chair. Finn Whelan drops to the mat and covers.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Jesus Christ!!!!

 

... One!

... Two!

... Three!

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, AND STILL WWH World Heavyweight Champion, "The Seattle Saint" Finn Whelan!

 

Dante Reed - Whelan wins, and Johnny Vachon is vanquished from Union Battleground..

 

Sebastian Riggs - I know...sickening isn't it. Vachon is no more in the Battleground!

 

[Whelan slides out the ring looking totally exhausted with his WWH World Championship, as Johnny wipes the blood from his face, still remonstrating with the referee as he simply can’t believe that Whelan has defeated him. Finn Whelan simply backs up the ramp, a huge grin on his face and his title held high.]

Match will be added ASAP

Winners: Viduus Morta and Aiden Deimos (New Battalion Champions)

Mike Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a Triple Threat Match for the Union Battleground Trench War Championship! Introducing first, standing 5’6” and weighing in at 135 pounds, from Anywhere and Everywhere, she is the reigning King Cobra Champion, “The Worst of the Pavees” Emery Layton!

 

IT DOESN'T HURT ME - YOU WANNA FEEL HOW IT FEELS?

YOU WANNA KNOW? KNOW THAT IT DOESN'T HURT ME?

YOU WANNA HEAR ABOUT THE DEAL I'M MAKING?

 

[As "Running Up That Hill" by The Feud hits the PA system and light explodes to life, the excitement hits the air. The Worst of the Pavees herself- wearing her leather jacket and beanie over her gear and her King Cobra Championship around her waist- emerges from behind the curtain, clearly impressed with the amount of people who have turned out. She's nodding her head, holding her arms out as she struts down the ramp and swaying her head to the beat of her entrance theme, her eyes closed. She's lost in the moment, there's nowhere else she'd rather be right now.]

 

[Once she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she unclips her title from around her waist- holding it one hand as she pulls her beanie off and thrusts it into her pocket with the other, skating up the steel steps and climbing the turnbuckle. As the fans cheer, Em lifts the King Cobra Championship into the air for all to see. Ooh, she's chuffed to even hold it in her hands. Once the eccentric Irish traveler has spent enough time up there, Emery leaps down from the top rope and into the ring, transitioning from that into probably the most graceful, crisp forward-roll you've ever seen. Once she's in there, she runs to the rope right behind her bouncing off it as she drops to her knees and skids forwards, as all the lights drop except a single spotlight on her and the lights from cell phone cameras as her upper body falls backwards and she holds the King Cobra Championship up in the air with both arms right up. After a few moments of just simply listening to the cheers, she flips onto her front and crawls into her corner, removing her jacket and dumping the battered old thing to the outside as she sits down, legs flat out with the title now draped over her knees, waiting for the match to begin.]

 

Dante Reed - And this lady held the Trench War Championship for over a year.

 

Sebastian Riggs - 404 days to be exact.

 

Dante Reed - But she’s going to have one hell of a battle on her hands tonight, if she’s to regain it!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Can’t disagree with that. You can make a case for any of the three coming away with the Championship tonight.

 

Dante Reed - But only one will prevail.

 

Mike Dempsey - And now coming to the ring, standing 5’5” and weighing in at 125 pounds, from Kimitsu, Japan, representing 4CW, she is the reigning War Horse Champion, “Little Yokai” Kimitsu Zombie!

 

[Number Girl's Tattoo Ari blares out and yellow and red lights flash around all over the arena as the guitar riff starts and mingles with the mixed reaction from the fans.]

 

MIGIKATA!

IREZUMI!

AGEKATA!

ZANZOU!

 

[Kimitsu Zombie calmly walks out of the entrance way in her bosozoku uniform carrying a bottle of shochu and her belt on like a bandolier across her body. Kimitsu drinks from the shochu bottle as she struts to the ring as she takes in the crowds reaction of cheers and jeers. She grins and climbs a turnbuckle bobbing to the music.]

 

MIGIKATA!

IREZUMI!

AGEKATA!

ZANZOU!

 

[She takes a long chug of shochu and spits a shochu mist into the air then screams in satisfaction with her tongue out. She jumps down into the ring and holds her title up in the air waiting for the match to start.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Kimitsu is looking confident tonight, and rightly so.

 

Dante Reed - In Season Two, she’s had five matches and won them all. So she’s definitely on a tear and the one to watch, in my book.

 

Mike Dempsey - And finally, standing 6’ even and weighing in at 200 pounds, from Galway, Ireland, he is the reigning, defending, undisputed Trench War Champion, Rogan MacLean!

 

CUT THE HEAD OFF

GROWS BACK HARD

I AM THE HYDRA

NOW YOU'LL SEE YOUR STAR

 

[The heavy beginning to "Antichrist Superstar" shakes the arena, and Mr. Farson first steps from the curtain, followed by Rogan MacLean, wearing his mask and hooded vest. He gazes down at his waist, where the championship belt is wrapped snugly. Some of the fans shout out the "Hey!" parts from the song. Rogan makes his slow stride down the entrance ramp as Farson eyes the crowd with a grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. The two get to the ring and Rogan pulls himself to the apron, peeling off his mask and staring out at the crowd. Farson waits in the middle of the ring and Rogan steps through the ropes. Once he reaches the center of the ring, Rogan kneels on one knee and touches his fist to the canvas, with his head bowed respectfully. He stands and removes his championship belt, holding it with one hand high above his head, before setting it in front of him on the canvas, and kneeling down once more, head bowed to the championship this time.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - But then you’ve got this guy. Done what no one could in 404 days. Beat Emery Layton.

 

Dante Reed - And what a victory it was. This is an interesting matchup to say the least. You’ve got two Irish competitors with Layton and MacLean, so the homefield advantage goes to them, more so Layton. But Zombie feeds off the reaction to the crowd, whether its cheers or boos.

 

Sebastian Riggs - It’s a guessing game really, each of these competitors are more than deserving to be here right now.

 

Dante Reed - And with that, all three competitors are squared away in the ring. The referee wastes little time and calls for the bell! This match is underway!

 

[DING!]

 

[The three competitors walk to the middle of the ring, each of them eyeing one another in turn, mouthing off at each other and shouting various expletives. Layton jabs a finger into the chest of MacLean who pushes it away aggressively. Emery goes back, and jabs the finger in once more, and this time before MacLean has chance to push it away, Zombie explodes with a right hand to Layton, her fist instantly going to her temple. She steps back and slides out of the ring; the crowd exploding in a chorus of boos as the referee slides out and tells her to get back in the action.]

 

Dante Reed - Layton didn’t like that one bit, and who can blame her. That must’ve hurt.

 

[Emery shakes her head, and waits for a moment before sliding back in the ring, MacLean and Kimitsu having waited patiently for her. Rogan is on her in an instant and rocks her head backwards with a hard right, and then another, sending her back towards the ropes. He then grabs her arm and whips her across the ring, Zombie nipping to the floor and Layton skipping over her body, hitting the ropes. As she returns Kimitsu, nips down again and Layton runs straight into a thunderous Clothesline from Rogan MacLean which takes her to the mat.]

 

Dante Reed - Well, didn’t see that happening. Rogan and Kimitsu seem to be working as a unit for the time being to take Layton out of the equation.

 

Sebastian Riggs - I definitely didn’t see this, but it’s all for one and one for all where it matters.

 

Dante Reed - They must both see Emery as their main obstacle to walking out as Trench War Champion.

 

[Kimitsu helps Layton to her feet and drives her spine into the turnbuckle, and then again, before then ducking down and driving her shoulder into the gut of Emery Layton who exhales heavily. Kimitsu steps back to admire her handiwork, but is spun around by MacLean who lifts her in the air by her armpits and then drops her to the mat with a Sit down Powerbomb, the crowd jumping to their feet.]

 

Sebastian Riggs - Rogan MacLean showing he is an opportunist right there, and also shows that he won’t give up his Trench War Championship without a fight.

 

Dante Reed - Kimitsu didn’t see that coming for sure.

 

[MacLean nips up onto the second rope and hooks Layton’s head, jumping off the ropes and planting her head into the mat with a second rope Bulldog. Quick as a flash he hooks the leg for the first pinning attempt of the match.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Break!

 

[Kimitsu kicks him right in the head, breaking up the count and sending him sprawling to the mat. She shouts something at Rogan and picks him up, booting him in the stomach which doubles him over in pain. She then jumps onto the second rope, using it as a springboard to hit him with a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors. She then bounces of the ropes and jumps into the air and hits Rogan with a jumping double knee strike, before going for a pin.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Kick out!

 

[MacLean kicks out, in no way ready to lose this match just yet! A wry smile snakes across the face of Kimitsu Zombie who walks over to the turnbuckle and begins climbing to the top.]

 

Dante Reed - Zombie the aggressor now, and going up top to inflict more damage on Rogan MacLean.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Looks like the springboard body splash, Reed…Incoming!

 

[Zombie leaps from the top turnbuckle and Rogan looks unable to react, but from nowhere Emery Layton has recovered and fires off a Super Kick which connects with the face of a flying Kimitsu, snapping her head back viciously. She still comes crashing down across MacLean, but her body lies there limply as opposed to hooking the leg.]

 

Dante Reed - Holy Shit!!!

 

Sebastian Riggs - What a move by Layton, Kimitsu is out.

 

[Emery grabs Kimitsu and pulls her from MacLean, spinning her onto her back and dropping to her knees for the cover.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Thr—Kick out!

 

[Nooooo, somehow Kimitsu kicks out, but purely on instinct and looks unable to move.]

 

Dante Reed - I thought this match was over…did you see the way Kimitsu’s head snapped back?

 

Sebastian Riggs - I have to say I agree, I thought Emery had won right there.

 

[Layton curls up her nose, annoyed just a little that Kimitsu didn’t just roll up and die right there. She pulls Zombie to her feet and throws her through the ropes and to ringside, dusting off her hands and mocking Kimitsu on the outside. Sections of the crowd boo, some cheer as loud as they can, but she pays them no notice, and instead walks over to MacLean who is just starting to move after having been planted, and then landed on.]

 

[Whilst mocking Kimitsu with one hand, she pulls Rogan to his feet with the other, crashing her fist across his face with hard rights and lefts, not allowing him to recover. He tries to get his hands up to block some of the shots, but Layton is relentless, trying to take advantage whilst Kimitsu is out of the picture. Finally Rogan’s back hits the ropes, and Emery quickly grabs his arms, whipping him back across the canvas and into the adjacent ropes. As he bounces back, Layton flies across the ring and crashes into MacLean with a running crossbody, which takes him straight down and into a pinning predicament.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Th—Kick out!

 

[Rogan kicks out, but Layton doesn’t let that faze her and gets to her feet, before dropping an elbow into the face of MacLean, before again going for the pin.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Th—Kick out!

 

[He kicks out again, the fans spurring her on to win this match, as they’re enjoying the back and forth excitement of it.]

 

Dante Reed - Emery Layton is showing why she deserves to win the Trench War Championship right here, this is a relentless assault on Rogan MacLean who just hasn’t managed to get any offense going.

 

Sebastian Riggs - She is making them pay for the early double team and with interest.

 

[Layton gets to her feet and heads over to the turnbuckle, beginning to climb to the top.]

 

Dante Reed - Oh no, this isn’t good for Rogan.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Emery Layton in a hurry to get the job done here tonight. Before Kimitsu gets back to her feet, and puts herself back in contention for the Championship.

 

[Layton flies off the top rope, but Rogan catches her mid-flight and takes her to the canvas with a T-Bone Suplex. Kimitsu makes a bold charge forwards. Knowing MacLean is the clear favourite, rushing in blindly, she charges at him. Rogan doesn't notice this, as he happens to be looking down at the fallen form of Emery Layton, but turns around and comes face to face with a huge spinning heel kick from Kimitsu, knocking both to the canvas due to the sheer force. The kick seems to have caused Rogan to snap out of his trance and despite him being the recipient of the attack, he gets to his feet first. Quite clearly pissed at Kimitsu for making such a cheap shot, he wastes no time in retaliating. Running at Zombie who just about reaches her feet with her arm outstretched, Rogan just about manages to duck under the incoming clothesline attempt, and applies the brakes. Skidding to a halt, he pivots on his back foot and spins himself around before lunging at Kimitsu once more. This time she’s unable to dodge the clothesline and gets planted down onto the canvas. MacLean stands over Kimitsu and smirks. He knows he’s got all the momentum in this match and rolls to the outside. Looking underneath the ring, Rogan smiles as he pulls out a ladder.]

 

Dante Reed - This isn’t going to end well.

 

Sebastian Riggs - MacLean is desperate to keep his Championship and not lose it at the first hurdle.

 

[Smiling at himself, Rogan slides the ladder into the ring. Slipping himself back into the ring, he looks for Kimitsu who isn't anywhere to be seen. Rogan simply begins to set the ladder up, only subconsciously aware of the fact that Kimitsu is stood right behind him. As Rogan stands up after setting the ladder up, a forearm catches him off guard, clamping itself around the throat of MacLean. The fans cheer, as Kimitsu catches Rogan off guard, this time, trying to take some of the wind out of him with a Sleeper hold.]

 

Dante Reed - A sleeper hold to wear down the strongest in that ring. Good move here, Bas.

 

Sebastian Riggs - That it is, Dante. Wear down Rogan, Layton's out of the picture, claim the victory.

 

[With the sleeper hold locked in firmly, Kimitsu applies the pressure. With hideous thoughts going through her mind, she decides to try to take the best out of Rogan. As she starts to violently thrust him from side to side, making his head jerk around in a manner that it was never meant to be. After a sharp headbutt to the top of Rogan’s spine, Kimitsu takes a couple of steps forward, putting him right next to the ladder. Even though he's a little banged up, MacLean knows his surroundings. He starts to climb up the rungs of the ladder, which surprises Kimitsu, as she wasn’t expecting that. Rogan reaches the fourth rung and falls backwards, forcing the hold to be broken. Both are momentarily stunned, but manage to get back to their feet. Rogan charges forward with a shoulder block, knocking Kimitsu chest first into the ladder. The aluminium ladder crashes down onto the top rope and bounces back up, smacking her right in the mouth. Kimitsu staggers back to the sounds of the ladder slamming down into the canvas, only to be hit from behind and MacLean hits a half nelson suplex, as her body slams against the ladder. The sounds of aluminium on flesh echo the arena and add a little side effect to the match that make it seem more brutal than the actual attack was.]

 

Dante Reed - Rogan is really taking control of this matchup now. He’s odds on to retain at this rate.

 

[MacLean circles the ring turning his attention back onto Kimitsu, raising his foot into the air and bringing it back down square across the back of Kimitsu. The vicious move forces Zombie's chest against the ladder, which sends the wind right out of her lungs! As she rolls over onto her back and off the ladder, she gasps for breath only to find herself in the middle of an attack. Rogan jumps down and curls his fist, bringing it down onto her face repeatedly, drawing the crowd into a count. Finally, after ten unmerciful smashes of his fist into the face of his opponent, Rogan gets up and turns his attention back to the ladder.]

 

Dante Reed - She’s going to be scarred after this match, I know it.

 

Sebastian Riggs - She’ll still be a hotty, Dante.

 

[Rogan picks up the ladder and just as he goes to set it up, Emery Layton, out of nowhere, climbs the turnbuckle to the top rope and in one fluid motion, puts herself in more danger than necessary by hitting a top rope missile dropkick onto the ladder and Rogan MacLean! The force of the inverted lung blower causes Rogan to bounce about a foot off the ground and backwards, landing on his back. He rolls out of the ring after the force of the move.]

 

Dante Reed - WHOA!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Now THAT'S innovative!

 

[Layton grabs the ladder and sets it up, not even paying attention to where Kimitsu is. As she starts to make her way up the ladder. About three rungs up, Layton stops to overlook the sea of people, for reasons that elude everyone. But, before she can turn around, Kimitsu comes to stop her cold. She reaches up, back-to-back with Layton and places her hands around Emery’s chin. Pulling her head back, Kimitsu drops to the mat, slamming Layton off the ladder with a vicious neck breaker that sends Emery bouncing around the ring like a rag doll! Kimitsu looks down and mouths "stupid bitch" before reaching down to lift her back up off the canvas and to her knees.]

 

Dante Reed - I think this could be it, Bas. This could be the end.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Only a matter of time now. Are we going to have a new Trench War Champion?

 

[Kimitsu takes a few steps backwards, before running at Layton and connects with her “Banzai God Kick” slamming Emery’s down into the canvas with such force, it almost knocked her clean out. Kimitsu looks to the outside and sees Rogan struggling to get to his feet and smiles. She drops to the canvas and hooks Layton’s leg as the referee begins counting.]

 

... One!

 

... Two!

 

... Three!

 

[Rogan slides into the ring, but too little, too late. As the roof of the 3Arena is almost blown off as Kimitsu rolls of Emery Layton and looks to the rafters.]

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here is your winner, AND NEW Union Battleground Trench War Champion, “Little Yokai” Kimitsu Zombie!

 

Dante Reed - She’s done it! Kimitsu Zombie has become the new Trench War Champion.

 

Sebastian Riggs - What a fantastic career win this is for her. She’s done what she set out to do, and that was to take down Emery Layton and capture the Trench War Championship! A night for Zombie!

 

Dante Reed - No doubt, she’s earned this victory tonight. She certainly represents the “Fighter’s Championship” mantra that the Trench War Championship has become synonymous with.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Question now is, will Rogan come after Kimitsu? I mean, he wasn’t the one pinned, you’d have to think he’s pretty upset to build it up to this, and then lose it all.

 

Dante Reed - I’m sure he’s gutted right now, but for now, this is Kimitsu’s moment! Congratulations Kimi! Folks, stick around as we take this short commercial break. Coming up next, we have our main event of the evening! Stay tuned!

COMMERCIAL

Who will be the last competitor standing during the 20-fighter No DQ Battle Royal?

Who will punch their ticket to main event Coup de Grace?

Who will earn the shot to carve their name in the Battleground history books?

Mike Dempsey - Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the main event of the evening! The following contest is a War of the Worlds Elimination Match! Introducing first, standing 6’3” and weighing in at 243 pounds, from Washington DC, representing Tide of Blood, he is “The Butcher” Dick Devereaux!

 

YOU FUCKING BLEED NOW!

 

["Everyone Bleeds Now" By Hatebreed suddenly hits and the lights begin to flash violently to the beat. The ramp puts out smoke as red lasers begin to strobe around the arena. Dick Devereaux comes out from the back through the smoke with an irritated look spread across his face and a water bottle in hand. He looks around before he begins to nod his head to the beat and begins to pour the water bottle over his head. He tosses the water bottle into the audience as he continues to nod his head to the beat. He begins to bend over as he holds his bald head. He then violently starts to bang his head as he begins to punch himself over and over again. Dick then flips his wet head up and raises his fists before lowering them and beginning down the ramp. Dick is now at the end of the ramp as he runs and hops up onto the apron. He looks around before spewing off a few hateful words before stepping into the ring through the ropes. Dick walks over to the farthest turnbuckle and steps to the second rope. He looks around and then bends down and starts to head bang, letting water from his head soak the crowd below. He then flips his head up and raises his fists slowly before hoping down. Dick walks over to the ropes and steps on the middle one with his right leg and the bottom one with his left as he bounces on the ropes, staring at the crowd. His music dies down as Dick ditches his leather jacket and waits in the corner, pacing back and forth.]

 

Dante Reed - Bas, you have to believe that Dick Devereaux is at his wits end with Salvation. For almost a year now, Nemesis And his cronies have constantly been the thorn in his side.

 

Sebastian Riggs - No doubt, and the sad part is, is that Devereaux has yet to get Nemesis back one on one since season one’s finale PPV Coup de Grâce. It’s been a numbers game for Nemesis, consistently having the upper hand. Tonight, however, Devereaux has got some backup with others who have been in Salvation’s cross hairs.

 

Mike Dempsey - Introducing second, standing 5’10” and weighing in at 213 pounds, from Pontiac, Illinois, he is “The Burner” Flash Kassidy!

 

THIS HOW YOU COOK UP SOME DOPE WITH NO POWDER

DON'T TURN ON THAT STOVE, JUST TURN THIS SHIT UP LOUDER

BLACK EDDIE BAUER, MASK ON MY FACE

LIKE I'M READY TO TAKE WHAT IS YOURS CAUSE IT'S OURS

Y'ALL STOLE MY STYLE, I SHIT ON YOU LIKE BOWELS

AND TAKE ALL YOUR PRINCESSES, BITCH, I AM BOWSER

FUCK SUPERPOWERS, I GOT THIS WEED

 

[With lights flashing and a strobe light going off Flash Kassidy and Charlie Bloom make their way out to the stage. Flash in his signature coat and glasses. He bobs his head to the beat of the song before spinning around in a circle, a very cocky demeanor about him. He stops and faces the audience,  slowly starting to slide his glasses down his nose as he looks over at Charlie, who gives him a determined grin. Flash licks his lips, before putting his arm around her shoulders, and beginning to head down to the ring. Flash was still vibing out to his own music, moving his head and free arm to the beat. ]

 

SAIL

UP OUT OF THE GHETTO

AWAY FROM THE MORNINGS WHERE SNOW IN THAT SHOVEL

SAIL

UP OUT OF THIS LEVEL

I'M TRYNA BE NUMBER ONE, WHY WOULD I SETTLE?

SAIL

 

[As they gets closer to the ring Flash slows his step, looking out at the audience one more time, seemingly brushing their reactions off like it was a chip on his shoulder. Flash gets a running start, leaving Charlie behind as he jumps into the ring showing off this athleticism in the process. Pausing for a moment inside the ring, he waits for Charlie to walk up the ring steps and opens the ropes up for her. As soon as she is in the ring he then runs over to the turnbuckle and climbs up to the second rope, He gazes out over the audience, before letting out a slight giggle in his not so sober fashion. He then points out into the crowd at random before placing one foot on the top rope, and back flipping off, landing directly on his feet.  As soon as he does land however, he quickly rolls over into whatever corner Charlie has stationed herself at. Flash gives her a quick kiss on the lips before removing his jacket, and sitting back in the corner. Waiting till the very last second to remove his shades.]

 

Dante Reed - Speaking a minute ago about “thorn in the side”, Kassidy has been a major one for Salvation for the most part.

 

Sebastian Riggs - He has faced just about every current member of the unholy alliance, and has taken them down, with the exception of Nemesis and Viduus Morta. Tonight’s another night for redemption for The Burner!

 

Mike Dempsey - Introducing third, standing 5’8” and weighing in at 135 pounds, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, representing Elysium Pro, she is “The Heart of Infinity” Alyssa Daniels!

 

AM I BRAVE ENOUGH? AM I STRONG ENOUGH?

TO FOLLOW THE DESIRE THAT BURNS FROM WITHIN

TO PUSH AWAY MY FEAR, TO STAND WHERE I'M AFRAID

I AM THROUGH WITH THIS, 'CAUSE I AM MORE THAN THIS

 

[The lights dim as 'I Am The Fire' by Halestorm plays throughout the arena. Magenta spotlights spin through the crowd with the rhythm of the music. Alyssa Daniels steps out onto the ramp to roaring cheers from the crowd! She smiles and waves in appreciation of their adoration. Her eyes then lock on the ring as her demeanor changes from pleased and happy to intense and focused. She marches down the ramp and leaps up onto the apron then over the top rope displaying her quickness and agility. She then climbs the turnbuckle as the chorus hits, pumping her fist to the words.]

 

I AM THE FIRE!

 

[The crowd sings along with Alyssa to the rhythm of her pumping fist. She hops down from the turnbuckle and pulls the top rope to stretch in preparation for the coming match.]

 

Dante Reed - Our representative from Elysium, Alyssa Daniels has been at odds with Salvation since day one.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Her debut victory celebration was short lived when the newest member of Salvation, Legion, made her own debut by viciously attacking Daniels after her match. The two have been at odds ever since, and this is the first meeting between the two.

 

Dante Reed - Daniels was bound to cross paths with Salvation with her ties with Elysium. It was revealed recently that Elysium Owner Kelly Godless was kidnapped back in September by none other than Salvation. I’m sure she’s dedicating this bout to him and Elysium to bring him back home!

 

Mike Dempsey - And finally, standing 5’11” and weighing in at 205 pounds, from Dayton, Ohio, he is… The Owner and Promoter of Union Battleground, Axel Graves!

 

Dante Reed - What?!

 

THERE AIN’T NO GRAVE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN

THERE AIN’T NO GRAVE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN

WHEN I HEAR THAT TRUMPET SOUND

I’M GONNA RISE RIGHT OUT OF THE GROUND

AIN’T NO GRAVE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN

 

[The arena lights cut out instantly to darkness and the audience is bathed in blue. The main stage begins to spill out a dense fog, and finally, the bossman himself walks out to the main stage.]

 

Dante Reed - I can’t believe it! Axel Graves is the fourth man!

 

Sebastian Riggs - He’s competed one time in seventeen years. This is truly something more meaningful than any Championship; this is his company and his legacy at stake!

 

Dante Reed - Graves competed back in December of 2016 right before the opening of Union Battleground in a tribute show to Warped Wrestling. Those on the card that night transferred over to the Battleground at some point. The likes of Dick Devereaux, Rogan MacLean, Kimitsu Zombie, The Outliers, Anton Chase, Crowbar, Malcolm Dred-King, and even appearances by PKA and James Rotten. Like you said, Bas, this is about the legacy of Union Battleground and the integrity of this industry as a whole!

 

[The crowd is on their feet as Graves hyped himself and the crowd up. Slowly he begins to descend the ramp, and goes to tag some stretched out hands of the crowd, but emerging out from under the fog is Nemesis, Ragnarok, and Legion! The three of them jump the bossman, and the referee has no choice but to call for the bell!]

 

[DING!]

 

[While the fog begins to clear from the scuffle outside, Devereaux, Kassidy, and Daniels quickly slide out of the ring and rush to the bossman’s aide! As if it were telepathic, Devereaux attacks Nemesis with a Homing Missile, Kassidy flattens Ragnarok with a leg lariat, and Daniels mows over Legion with a Superman punch! Team Battleground continue to attack their foes as Graves slowly gets to his feet and joins in with Devereaux by stomping away at the Union Battleground Champion Nemesis.]

 

Dante Reed - There was no waiting around for Salvation, they caught Graves with a sneak ambush attack through the fog.

 

Sebastian Riggs - These guys with their voodoo black magic! I get exorcised after every show!

 

[Ragnarok and Kassidy direct their skirmish down the ramp and towards the ring, while both Daniels and Legion struggle to gain control. Daniels is able to wrap up Legion and whip her into the barricades, causing her to collide with brute force. While Daniels is working on Legion, Nemesis finally is able to get to his feet and tries to fight off Devereaux and Graves. Nemesis is able to throw a sharp back elbow strike and dazes The Butcher, and follows it up with a vicious headbutt to Graves. Nemesis grips Graves by the throat and choke slams him over the barricade and into the crowd and then directs his attention to Devereaux.]

 

Dante Reed - It’s absolute anarchy outside of the ring!

 

Sebastian Riggs - We’ve got every referee on the payroll out here for this match, but they still need to make the fall inside the ring! Eventually this tornado of onslaught will have to migrate to the squared circle like Kassidy and Ragnarok.

 

[Switch gears over to Flash and Ragnarok as they are now at ringside, continuing to assault one another. Ragnarok takes control and whips Kassidy into the steel steps. The Savior of Truth laughs at the sight of Flash in pain, then taunts the front row crowd, causing a resounding chorus of boos. Then suddenly out of nowhere, Axel Graves leaps out from the crowd and plants Ragnarok with a tornado DDT! The crowd abruptly break out into cheers and chants while Graves throws Ragnarok into the ring.]

 

Dante Reed - Axel Graves out of nowhere flatlines Ragnarok!

 

Sebastian Riggs - And now they are the first two to enter the ring where anything goes at this point!

 

[Back to the outside, Daniels and Legion are still on the ramp trading off strikes, with Daniels having the slight edge. Alyssa goes to take total control with a vicious back elbow, but Legion ducks it and catches Daniels with a brutal Olympic slam to the steel ramp! On the flip side, Nemesis is taking it to Devereaux, and lays him out with his signature spinning implant DDT!]

 

Dante Reed - How do you even call a match like this Bas? So much is going on at one point!

 

Sebastian Riggs - All I know is Nemesis has leveled Devereaux and he’s making his way to the ring with Ragnarok and Graves inside!

 

[Back to the action inside the ring, Graves his holding his own against Ragnarok, until Nemesis slides in. The Alpha and Omega drops Graves with a devastating boot to the face and he and Ragnarok embrace as the crowd rain down boos. Nemesis picks the bossman up by his beard and hooks him in a Cobra clutch. Without wasting any time, Nemesis bridges back into a Cobra clutch suplex! He holds on and brings them both back up, and hits a second suplex. Not done there, Nemesis for a third time rises to his feet with Graves still in his grasps, and rocks him once again, this time with a release Cobra clutch suplex! Ragnarok swoops in and picks Graves up off the canvas and into a fireman’s carry. Ragnarok tosses him up high and straight down to a hard knee smash!]

 

Dante Reed - Ragnarok just leveled Axel Graves with the Sudden Silence!

 

Sebastian Riggs - This is not good for Axel! Ragnarok is making the cover!

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Three!

 

Mike Dempsey - Axel Graves has been eliminated!

 

Dante Reed - The bossman was no match to Salvation, Bas. This isn’t looking good.

 

Sebastian Riggs - Wait a minute, it’s down to three on three, but we still don’t know who Salvation’s fourth partner is!

 

[The crowd continue to boo Nemesis and Ragnarok inside the ring, with Nemesis perched up on the middle turnbuckle. Then, like a bolt of lightning, Flash Kassidy flies in and toppled Nemesis over with a drop kick and he spills out to the ringside floor! Ragnarok turns around to see what the commotion is about, and gets met with Kassidy’s step up elevated DDT!]

 

Dante Reed - The Burner is now setting the place on fire!

 

Sebastian Riggs - He discarded Nemesis like yesterday's news and knocked out Ragnarok with the Koopa Drop!

 

[The crowd is rallying behind Flash as he climbs his way up to the top of the nearest turnbuckle! Kassidy makes a smoking gesture then a flick, and like a descending meteor comes crashing down with a shooting star leg drop!]

 

Dante Reed - He hit it! Flash Kassidy just hit the Juicy Lucy! Ragnarok is out cold, Bas!

 

Sebastian Riggs - He needs to make the cover, Dante! Get the numbers back on their side!

 

[Kassidy rolls around grabbing his leg in pain, but eventually makes his way to cover Ragnarok. The ref slides down and makes the count!]

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Three!

 

Mike Dempsey - Ragnarok has been eliminated!

 

Dante Reed - Now we’re back to a three on two, Bas! Team Battleground has luck on their side!

 

Sebastian Riggs - But Dante, Salvation technically still has a fourth member floating around somewhere! Maybe he just got lost in another dimension or something?!

 

[Kassidy pops up to his feet with a short celebration before stomping on Ragnarok some more for a little reminder. Before Kassidy can get carried away, Nemesis pops up from the outside and drags Kassidy out with him. Nemesis immediately throws a combination of jabs and kicks to confuse The Burner and keep him guessing, then finishes it off with a boot to the gut and a thundering crucifix powerbomb onto the apron! Nemesis doesn’t ease off though, and tosses Kassidy back into the ring and rolls in right behind. The Harbinger of Revelation rises to his feet and deadlifts Kassidy straight up into a fireman’s carry. Nemesis holds The Burner for an extended time to rub it in to the fans that continuously boo him. Finally, he tosses him up and hits him with a GTS. Nemesis quickly springs off the ropes and then delivers a Kinshasa to the stunned Kassidy! Nemesis drops to the mat and makes a cover.]

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Three!

 

Mike Dempsey - Flash Kassidy has been eliminated!

 

Dante Reed - We’ve got people dropping like flies at this point, Bas.

 

Sebastian Riggs - It’s still anyone’s game here. It’s down to the two that started it all, Dick Devereaux and Nemesis, and the two newest warriors in the War, Alyssa Daniels and Legion!

 

[As we switch gears back to the outside, Daniels and Devereaux have handedly demoralized Legion as she lays busted open in a pool of her own blood on the ramp. Alyssa and Dick then direct their attention to the ring, where Nemesis stands motionless with a eerie grin smeared across his face. Devereaux and Daniels nodnat each other simultaneously and begin sprinting down the ramp to the sound of thunderous applause from the crowd.]

 

Dante Reed - And. Here. We. Go!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Time for a little taste of his own medicine! I don’t believe Nemesis has ever been outnumbered like this before!

 

[Daniels slides into the ring first, followed by Devereaux. Nemesis tries to fight off the attack, but quickly the numbers begin to overpower him. Daniels and Devereaux trade off jabs back and forth as Nemesis eats every single one of them. The two back the Champ up into a corner, where they now begin stomping away at him. Both Daniels and Devereaux grab an arm and Irish whips Nemesis across the ring, where he crashes hard into the opposite turnbuckle. The Butcher rushes across the ring and splits Nemesis with his signature spear he calls the Homing Missile! Nemesis is hunched over and Daniels now rushes across the ring and lays out Nemesis with a powerful Superman punch!]

 

Dante Reed - A little thunder and lightning combination by Devereaux and Daniels!

 

Sebastian Riggs - They gotta keep the pressure on Nemesis, he's like a cornered animal right now!

 

[Nemesis drops face first to the mat and the crowd goes wild! Devereaux and Daniels continue hyping up the crowd before The Butcher slides out of the ring and starts digging under the ring. Inside the ring, Daniels brings Nemesis up to his feet and throws a forearm smash, but Nemesis ducks it and stops her in her tracks with a knee to the midsection. Nemesis hooks her up and drops her with his 3:30 spinning implant DDT! Just as Nemesis is about to go for the cover, Devereaux pops back in and rocks him with a brutal chair shot to the back of the head! Devereaux doesn’t relent and starts unleashing chair shot after chair shot onto Nemesis. Eventually the chair itself busts into broken pieces everywhere then Devereaux picks The Alpha and Omega up to his feet. Devereaux gets nose to nose and starts jawing at the Champ before throwing him on his back. Devereaux cradles the Champ and the crowd is going crazy! The Butcher holds one hand out, then gestures a thumbs down before sending Nemesis on a collision course with his Pipebomb backpack stunner!]

 

Dante Reed - The Butcher just sent Nemesis on a ride with the Pipebomb!

 

Sebastian Riggs - After almost a year on constant turmoil, Devereaux is finally going to eliminate Nemesis!

 

[Devereaux snaps and can’t help but get hyped from the crowds reaction. Then, from seemingly out of nowhere, Legion returns and blinds Devereaux by spitting a green mist into his eyes! The blinded Butcher tries to fend for himself by swinging wildly in the air, but Legion times it perfectly and drops Devereaux with her Claymore Kick, the Ronin’s Revenge! Just as things looked bleak for Devereaux, Alyssa Daniels springs into action and floors Legion with her codebreaker, Amnesia! The crowd is in pandemonium as Daniels drapes over top Legion for a cover!]

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Three!

 

Mike Dempsey - Legion has been eliminated!

 

Dante Reed - I don’t believe what I’m seeing here right now! First, Nemesis hits the 3:30 on Daniels, then Devereaux hits Nemesis with the Pipebomb, followed by Legion hitting The Butcher with the Ronin’s Revenge, then Daniels caps it off by eliminating Legion with the Amnesia!

 

Sebastian Riggs - Everyone is digging deep for this one, Dante! Everyone is pulling every trick out of the hat! It’s coming down to the wire now!

 

[Alyssa Daniels plays to the crowd immediately after the referee makes the final count but quickly snaps back to and searches for Nemesis. She sees him in the corner, struggling to get to his feet, then she charges at him. Daniels comes bulldozing in with a knee smash straight to the temple, and then begins pummeling the Union Battleground Champion. Daniels continues the combo strikes as the crowd builds up and rally’s behind her, but then like an atomic bomb, Nemesis explodes up and knocks Daniels flat on her back. The Alpha and Omega quickly pounces on top and delivers a brutal ground and pound. Nemesis then rises and brings Daniels up by the neck. The Champ shows off his freakish strength and hoists Daniels up effortlessly in a military press. Nemesis creeps over by the ropes and tosses Daniels out of the ring where she lands hard up against the barricade.]

 

Dante Reed - No matter what has been thrown at him, Nemesis is still standing!

 

[Like clockwork, the crowd boos the demigod to deafening volumes while he perches up on the turnbuckle and simply soaks in the reaction. Meanwhile at the other side of the ring, Devereaux has finally cleared his eyes from the green mist and see his opportunity. He rushes over and collides into Nemesis with a Homing Missile to the back! Nemesis nearly falls out of the ring but managed to hold on. Devereaux then picks Nemesis up in the electric chair and works his way towards the center of the ring. Devereaux looks possessed at this point and he slides Nemesis down, cradles him and looks to go for the Pipebomb, but Nemesis breaks free! Devereaux throws a wild haymaker, but Nemesis ducks it and uses his momentum to hoist him in a fireman’s carry! Without wasting any time, Nemesis drops him with the GTS and follows it up with a Kinshasa! Nemesis hooks both legs for a cover!]

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Three!

 

Mike Dempsey - Dick Devereaux has been eliminated!

 

Dante Reed - I don’t believe it! Somehow Nemesis breaks free from the Pipebomb and counters Devereaux into the Enoch!

 

Sebastian Riggs - This isn’t good, Dante. Devereaux has been the field general for the resistance of Salvation, but he just can’t seem to get over the edge!

 

Dante Reed - We’re now down to Nemesis and Alyssa Daniels. Both are still laid out and motionless! Who’s going to make the first move?!

 

[Daniels makes the first move and slowly crawls her way to the ring, helping herself up by the help of the apron. She rolls in and noticed the seat of the broken chair near her corner. She reacts like a light bulb went on and grabs the scrap seat of the steel chair. Daniels struggles the get to her feet, and now at the same time Nemesis begins to scurry. The crowd quiets down in anticipation to see who gets to their feet first. Nemesis is the first and as he turns to find Daniels, The Heart of Infinity launches herself and plants Nemesis with the Amnesia, using the piece of chair as a shield to her knees! The crowd explodes! Daniels and Nemesis again lie flat back and motionless on the canvas. After some extended time and referees checking on both competitors, then crowd gets distracted by some commotion up on the ramp.]

 

Dante Reed - What’s going on here?

 

Sebastian Riggs - Looks like someone is making their way down to the ring. Who is it?

 

Dante Reed - Is that…? It’s — It’s Kelly Godless! The Elysium Pro Wrestling Owner is making his way to the ring!

 

[Godless limps his way down the aisle, showing signs of some sort of struggle with scratches and bruises all over him; eyes blackened and weathered; lips busted and chapped; and his dress shirt and slacks tattered and filthy. The Elysium Owner finally makes it to the ring and slowly rolls in. He walks over to Alyssa and helps her up to her feet. Daniels is still in a daze, but then she realizes who’s staring back at her! She wraps around Godless with a warm hug and a jolt of jubilation. However, Kelly doesn’t react, only showing an empty blank stare back at Alyssa. Confused, Daniels tries to snap Kelly out of his trance, but Godless reacts and kicks her in the gut then impalas her with Nemesis’ 3:30 spinning implant DDT! The crowd is in stunned silence as Kelly drags Nemesis over on top of Daniels and the ref looks on with no choice but to make the count.]

 

… One!

 

… Two!

 

… Three!

 

[DING DING DING!]

 

Mike Dempsey - Here are your winners, Salvation!

 

[As the final bell rings out, some of the fans in the front row begin throwing trash into the ring due to their disgust of what is transpiring. Godless helps Nemesis up to his feet and the two embrace each other and start to celebrate and taunt the crowd.]

 

Dante Reed - What the fuck am I watching here, Bas?! Has Kelly Godless joined Salvation?

 

Sebastian Riggs - I don’t know, Dante. Look at him, he doesn’t look like he’s all there! It’s like he’s in a trance, I don’t know if he’s aware of what he’s doing!

 

Dante Reed - This is downright disgraceful!

 

[Nemesis and Kelly Godless Kick Daniels out of the ring then continue celebrating as the last men standing around piles of trash in the ring. Then suddenly the arena lights begin to flicker and then shut off completely. An eerie silence fills the building. The lights come back on and the ring is completely empty with thick smoke sitting at a stagnant standstill. The show feed cuts.]

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