L!GHTS OUT #4
Pico Rivera Sports Arena
Pico Rivera, California
6, 250
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who am i?
I will conquer what has never been conquered,
Defeat will not be in my creed.
I will believe where all those before me have doubted.
I will acknowledge the fact that I am an elite warrior,
Who arrived at the cutting edge of battle by any means necessary.
I have trained my mind and now my body will follow.
Who am I? I am a champion!
History will remember my name but he does not have to be kind,
For I have denied his criticisms and put in my own praise.
Nobody will define me, and nobody will tell me what I can't achieve.
None will say that I haven't given all that I have to give and none will take my glory.
My heart and my soul will be the fuel to carry my body when my limbs are too weary.
Although I may falter, I will never lose focus as long as there is hope in my mind and my heart is still beating.
Who am I? I am a champion!
I will never give in to the evil that is weakness and I will fight that evil with my dying breath.
Energetically will I meet my enemies, many will challenge me, but none will stop me from my goal.
I am not the strongest, I am not the fastest,
I am good because I have found something worth fighting for, and I will fight with all my might.
Surrender is not a champions word.
Who am I? I am a champion!
And under no circumstances will I surrender, for my ears are deaf to the word can't.
Readily will I display the discipline and strength required to fight on to my objective,
And I will complete my mission.
I will rise when I have fallen to rip the heart from my enemy and leave it beating on the ground.
My enemy will both fear and respect me.
Who am I? I am a champion!
♫ GIMME FUEL, GIMME FIRE, GIMME THAT WHICH I DESIRE! ♫
[As the shredding riffs of lead guitarist Kirk Hammett transitions, "Fuel" by Metallica ushers in a montage of Maverick taunting the crowd, Saint Saito beating an opponent mercilessly, Camila Martinez ripping a blunt, and a finally a close up shot of the face of Nemesis as the logo to L!GHTS OUT crashes in with an explosion.
As the opening montage fades away, we open to a bird's eye view of the Pico Rivera Sports Arena. Like the debut show in Mexicali, Mexico, the ring is encased with a cubical scaffold enveloping the ring for the lighting and pyrotechnics. The outdoor arena exhibits the night sky on this beautifully warm evening. Camera angles pan all throughout the arena, catching some of the best fan signs.]
[A thunderous fireworks display lights up the night sky, sending the crowd into a boisterous uniform chant.]
BATTLEGROUND! BATTLEGROUND! BATTLEGROUND!
[After the fireworks cease, smoke flows through the arena with the calmness of a light breeze in the air. We take it over to our broadcast booth.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to L!GHTS OUT #4! We are live at the Pico Rivera Sports Arena in front of a jam packed crowd of 6,750. I am "The Doctor" Dante Reed, along side me is my partner... ... ... What? Aren't you going to introduce yourself with some disgusting adjective?
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - I was letting it build up, creating hype! Folks, I am "Diamond" Dick 'Im hung like a horse, and I've got the Jedi Force in sexual intercourse' Thrasher!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - ... Wow. I think you've outdone yourself there.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Thank you!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - That wasn't a compliment. Folks, tonight, on top of more debuts in the Battleground, we will finally find out who will be headlining Battle of Los Angeles for the Union Battleground Championship!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - We have a double Main Event tonight, with Sakaguchi Kyoshi against "The Butcher" Dick Devereaux, and a Celtic battle between Tweeder and that fiery redhead Emery Layton!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Also folks, we have a couple announcements to make regarding the Battle of Los Angeles pay-per-view; first, we have our second official match signed where there was an anonymous request to schedule Crowbar against the mystic Mega Star... I can't say I know anything about the masked man, only that he's making his way here, and debuting at The Forum, February 26th.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - I've heard that the call was from the Cosmos, so I think the request was made by the Mega Star himself, but in either case, I'm anxious to see the man inside the ring.
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"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Me too, Dick. And also, folks, Axel Graves had been on a scouting spree to find free lance fighters to compete in a one-off match at Battle of Los Angeles, and we can confirm, that Hammerstein will represent Lions Road Pro Wrestling as he squares off against Fucking Awesome Wrestling's Ellie Stokes to kick off the event!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - That should be a great bout, two fan favorites to set the tempo!
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"The Doctor" Dante Reed - No doubt. And finally, it was confirmed earlier this week that Owner and Promoter Axel Graves has signed Luke Knux to perform live at the PPV with the Scumbag Society!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - That's going to be amazing! That dude can shred and straight up f---in' rocks! He's the epitome of sex, drugs, and rock & roll! And also he can kick some ass!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - No doubts about that, DDT. Let's now take it to the ring with Mike "Drop" Dempsey ready to call the opening bout.
jason bourne vs maverick
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring at this time, from Grand Rapid, Michigan, he is Maverick!
♫ Bombs going off in Sierra Leone
taken more shots than Karl Malone ♫
[The lights dim, upon the megatron a glowing flashing portrait of the state of Michigan appears with blacked out 616 flashing inside it. The song Diamonds and Guns begins to blair thru the PA system as the state of Michigan turns into a fist and punches through the megatron glass that shatters with special effects as fireworks launch into the air. Through the smoke walks out a figure who stands at the top of the ramp taking in the cheers and the boos as he holds the pose of both arms out, palms open facing up with his head back looking to the ceiling. After a brief moment Maverick makes his way to the down the ramp. Once in the ring he makes his way to all four corner post and makes the same pose as he did upon the ramp.]
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, he is, Jason Bourne!
♫ Your magic white rabbit, has left it's writing on the wall
We follow like Alice, and just keep diving down the hole ♫
[The lights goes out, the fans hold their lighters up and we see fire going. Just then White Rabbit by Egype Central hits the pa system and the lights starting flicker in a fast motion and out comes Jason Bourne. The fans starts booing and he looks at them and give a half hearted grin. His hair is straight down, he's wearing black tights with red designs, black T-shirt, black mma gloves, black knee pads, and black boots. He stops on the ramp and starts punching the air as he's preparing for the match. He starts walking down as some of the fans holding their hands out and he just ignores them. He goes to the steel steps and walks up them and climbs the corner turnbuckle and holds his arms up as he yells at the fans. He then drops to the inside of the ring and takes off his shirt and throws it into the crowd as he prepares for the fight as the music fades.]
[Ding]
[Maverick and Bourne begin the match by sizing each other up. After an intense stare down, Bourne goes in for a lock up, but Maverick ducks and taunts the rookie. Bourne looks a bit annoyed, but stays focused on Maverick. Maverick now raises one hand up high, signaling to initiate a tests of strength finger lock. As Bourne goes for the hold, Maverick nails him with a boot to the midsection.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Maverick is toying with the rookie right now
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - He's exposing the rookie early.
[Maverick lays several heavy jabs to soften up the big man. He finally locks up and whips Bourne into the ropes, as Jason returns he's met with a Big shoulder check, sending him down to the mat. Maverick follows it up with an elbow drop, but Jason rolls out of the way and springs up and begins to rain down kicks to the head of Maverick. Bourne picks up Maverick by the hair and delivers a fast snap suplex. Bourne springs up and taunts the fans, and the boo birds come out in droves. The rookie comes back to Maverick and hits the man with a running knee drop. Bourne pounces on top and begins dropping vicious punches in bunches.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Dick, the newcomer Jason Bourne is looking pretty good so far early in this match.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - He's not letting up, which is good because Maverick has a boxing background, so one little opening is all he needs.
[Bourne picks Maverick back up off the ground, and slings him into the ropes. Upon the return, he nails Maverick with a thunderous closeline, folding the big guy like a lawn chair. Bourne deadlifts Maverick up straight off the ground, and continues the momentum with a belly-to-belly suplex. Bourne keeps a hold for a cover.]
... One!
... Two!
... Kick out by Maverick!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Maverick looks a little shaken up by that big suplex.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Yeah but he was still able to kick out.
[Bourne looks at Maverick, who is wincing in pain. Jason slides out of the ring, and reaches under the apron skirt. He pulls out a steel chair, and the fans start getting riled up.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Jason looks to bring in some props for the match.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - These ref's now know to let these guys fight, otherwise they'll be joining Franklin Dean, watching the show at home!
[Jason slides back in with the chair, and begins bashing Maverick on the back and sides. Maverick looks to be in serious trouble, as Jason only looks to be getting stronger, meaner, and more violent with each chair shot. Jason folds the the chair out in the sitting position, and goes back to Maverick. He picks him up from behind, and nails him with a belly-to-back suplex with Maverick landing straight on the crown of his head on the seat of the chair. Jason hooks the leg for another cover.]
... One!
... Two!
... Thre-- No! A close kick out by Maverick!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Dick, I know Maverick has a boxing background and was a former bouncer, but several chair shots to the head and body, and suddenly he looks to be lost in there!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Steel is a perfect equalizer!
[Jason begins to look a little impatient, and is ready to end this now. He picks the chair back up, and stuffs it into a turnbuckle. He picks Maverick up, and signals the end is near. He slings Maverick into the turnbuckle and rushes right behind him. Maverick however avoids slamming into the chair by catching himself, and leap frogging over Bourne who was looking for his finishing spear. Bourne goes head first into the chair, cutting him open big time.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Bourne goes for the White Rabbit, but instead collides head first into the chair hat he himself setup!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Rookie mistake there, Dante!
[Both men are gashed and bleeding heavy. Bourne is in a daze, but still standing. Maverick sees the chair now on the ground, and hits Bourne with a Grand Rapids Shuffle. A follows it up with a 616 onto the chair! Maverick hooks the leg.]
... One!
... Two!
[Maverick now puts his legs up on the ropes for added pressure.]
... Three!
[Ding ding ding!]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - I can't believe it! Maverick just stole a win with a dirty pin!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - What the ref doesn't see, doesn't happen!
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - Here is your winner, Maverick!
[Bourne gets up, furious of the finish. Maverick is unaware, celebrating his victory, but turns back and gets hammered with a "My Magic" superkick! Bourne paces back and rushes in a delivers the White Rabbit spear! Bourne now looks on at a fallen and unconscious Maverick.]
Winner: Maverick via pinfall (616)
take notes
[The Jumbo-tron lights up, showing a smiling Chris Andrew holding his mobile in front of his face, live feeding the footage from the Air Canada Center in Toronto. He's wearing a black "Union Battleground" t-shirt over his blue and orange wrestling gear. The first of the two matches he's scheduled to compete in tonight's Seattle Pro event is minutes away, but, nonetheless, is finding time to address the L!GHTS OUT fans.]
Chris Andrew - Good evening ladies and gentlemen, Union Battleground fans of all ages... I know, I know... It sucks that I'm not there with you, and not only because I rather be in the sunny and warm California instead of freezing my ass in Toronto... But, just like you guys, even the fans in Toronto #NeedMoreChris and, unfortunately, I can't be in two places at the same time. But trust me when I say that my heart is, literally, there in Pico Rivera. Her name is Mandi Morrison, she's making her debut tonight and, yeah... I'm going to miss it. But I trust you guys to get fully behind her, showing her the same love you showed me and cheer for her as loud as you can, while she kicks that spoiled brat's ass all over the ring.
[He winks at the camera.]
Chris Andrew - But that's not the reason why I request this time with you... There's something I want to tell to a certain "friend".
[Not that it was needed due to the sarcastic tone but he air quoted the word friend.]
Chris Andrew - As much as a big Expert, you claim to be, you lost your last match like the greenest of the rookies... I mean I didn't have to interfere. All I had to do was sitting in the front row, drink a Dr Pepper and watch you look like a fool. And trust me, you were so convincing that you lead me to think that's truly your field of expertise... Foolishness. Not that we needed any more proof of it, I mean you talk about yourself in third person and, on top of that, you actually think that's cool.
[He chuckles, shaking his head.]
Chris Andrew - Eleven days, Collins. Eleven days until Battle Of Los Angeles. Eleven days until I finally right a wrong, proving that your win over me was a travesty. Eleven days until a rookie brings the Expert back to school... See you in Inglewood Brandon. And don't forget your pad and pen, you may want to take some notes.
[After flaunting a confident smile, he turns off the camera, bringing it back to the action.]
camila martinez vs mandi morrison
Mike “Drop” Dempsey – The Following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
[The crowd chants in unison ONE FALL]
Mike “Drop” Dempsey – Introducing first, she weighed in today at 110 lbs and stands at five feet four inches! From Portland Oregon, CAMILLA MARTINEZ!!!
♫ WELL SWEET LITTLE SISTA'S HIGH AS HELL,
CHEATING ON A HALO,
GRIND IN AN ODYSSEY, A HOLOCAUST,
A HEART KICKING ON TOMORROW ♫
[The opening rift of Thunder Kiss 65 begins to play and the fans erupt with jeers as Camila Martinez strides to ring side. She's the same hot headed Mila, talking trash to fans, knocking popcorn out some kid's hand, ripping a sign, etc. Camila loves to be hated and she shows it with her actions as she heads toward the ring. She walks up the steps and gives a fan at ringside "the bird" before entering the ring and awaiting her opponent.]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Talk about an auspicious first impression Camilla Martinez is leaving on the Union Battleground faithful!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – A girl like that can really get my diamonds off! I love it when a woman has some down and dirty attitude!
“Doctor” Dante Reed – At either rate, the crowd is certainly letting the wealthy photographer from Portland know what they think of her!
Mike “Drop” Dempsey – And her opponent!!! She weighed in at 113 lbs and stands at five feet sven inches! From Chicago, Illinois, MANDI MORRISON!
♫ AM I BRAVE ENOUGH? AM I STRONG ENOUGH?
TO FOLLOW THE DESIRE, THAT BURNS FROM WITHIN. ♫
["I am the Fire" by Halestorm hits the PA system, as Mandi walks out. She looks out to the crowd, as she walks down to the ring. She walks up the steps, before getting into the ring between bottom and middle ropes. She heads to her corner as waits for match to start. The crowd gives Mandi a thunderous applause.]
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher –The crowd letting Mandi know how much they love her!
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Quite strange. When I talked to her earlier today she never seemed to consider herself a good girl or a bad girl.
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – I guess compared to Camilla Martinez she is the bae that runs the place.
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Never say “bae” again.
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – No promises.
“Doctor” Dante Reed – This is Camilla Martinez and Mandi Morrison’s first shot in the Union Battleground! These two are making up the ever-increasing division of women who with iron hearts and the will to dominate!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – Definitely my favorite division.
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Just try to focus on the wrestling.
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – … Again… No promises.
[The bell sounds.]
[Mandi Morrison goes for a collar and elbow tie up, but Martinez shoves her thumb into the eye of Morrison. Morrison staggers back opening and closing her eye. Camilla spins her around and slaps her across the face. The reverberation can be heard throughout the arena.]
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – Jesus!
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Camilla Martinez, just as much of an asshole in the ring as she is coming down the runway!
[Before Morrison can react, Martinez sweeps her leg out from under her and stomps her in the gut. Martinez then extends her hands as the crowd begins to boo loudly. She brushes her boots back towards Morrison. Morrison has had enough however. She slips her arm between Martinez’s legs, grabs her abdominal area and rolls her onto her shoulders.]
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT!
[Martinez snaps up, agitated at the roll up, but Morrison leaps off the canvas to hit a modified leg drop to the face of Martinez. Martinez staggers back, falling on her back. Morrison snaps up to hit a standing moonsault on Martinez!]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Standing moonsault from Morrison! What athleticism!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – I think I am going to need a moment alone after a move like that!
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Both women showing what they are all about here in Union Battleground!
[Morrison goes for the cover.]
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT!
“Doctor” Dante Reed – We are not done just yet!
[Morrison and Martinez get to their feet. The two lock up. Martinez gets the better of Morrison. Grabbing her by the neck, Martinez throws Morrison through the middle rope and to the outside. Martinez runs the ropes, gaining momentum as Morrison is standing up. But just as she reaches the ropes she stops. The crowd boos, denied an amazing high flying moment as Martinez flips the middle finger to the Union Battleground audience!]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – The crowd is not happy about that!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – She gave us all blue balls!
[Morrison, however, regaining her composure, grabs Martinez by the legs, and drags her to the outside. Martinez back and head bounce off the safety pads with a dull thud. Morrison stomps Martinez in the gut and locks in a triangle choke on the outside.]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Morrison can’t win the match on the outside like that!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – But if Morrison chokes out Martinez, then she will be easy to pin when she rolls her carcass back into the ring.
“Doctor” Dante Reed – The doctor is telling Morrison to get back in the ring.
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – Morrison is letting Martinez know what she thinks of that slap and thumb to the eye from earlier!
[Martinez begins to fade as Morrison yanks on Martinez’s arm. Morrison relinquishes the hold and rolls Martinez back into the ring. Morrison goes for the pin. But Martinez springs up and rolls her into a school boy.]
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Martinez was playing possum! What a smart move!!!
[Martinez and Morrison get to their feet. Martinez is still on wobbled legs after the triangle choke. Morrison takes advantage with a Lou Thesz press and a series of punches. She then rolls over into an armbar submission on Martinez.]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – What a move from Morrison!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – It looks like Morrison has gotten control of this match!!!
[Martinez screams as she inches closer and closer to the ropes. Morrison wrenches her arm backwards, but Martinez is able to use this momentum to roll herself out of the hold. Morrison will not relinquish Martinez’s arm however. In an act of desperation Martinez spits in the face of Morrison, causing her to break the hold. The crowd boos as they begin to throw popcorn and drinks into the ring. Martinez screams for them to go fuck themselves.]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – No class from Camilla Martinez! Just absolute disrespect!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – A woman like that has no need for respect!
[Morrison gets back to her feet. She has had enough. Morrison spins Martinez around, kicks her in the gut and hits a sitout facebuster. She jumps on the top rope to hit a moonsault on Martinez.]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Morrison isn’t messing around. She is signaling for her finishing move, the Down in Flames!!!
[Martinez, sensing that shit is about to go wrong, rolls to the outside of the ring. The crowd boos. Martinez reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair. The referee runs over to quickly reprimand Martinez. She takes the chair from Martinez, but as she does so, Martinez reaches into her tights and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles.
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Look! Martinez has brass knuckles!
[The referee is putting the chair back while Martinez rolls into the ring. Morrison goes for a move and is met with a loaded punch under the chin. Morrison hits the ground and Martinez quickly leaps on top of her, hitting two more punches to the head of Morrison, cutting her open just at the hair line. Martinez covers her up as the referee rolls back into the ring.]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – No! Not like this!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – It looks like it is going down like that!
… 1
… 2
… 3!!!
[The bell rings!]
Mike “Drop” Dempsey – The winner of this match… CAMILLA MARTINEZ!!!
[Morrison lays in the ring, clutching her bleeding face as Martinez rolls out of the ring before Morrison comes to. The crowd lets out a chorus of boos and “Martinez SUCKS” chants. Martinez smiles sadistically at the crowd as she makes her way to the back.]
“Doctor” Dante Reed – Martinez certainly did not make fans tonight!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – That is the price you pay for success!
“Doctor” Dante Reed – At either rate, Martinez walks away with the W under auspicious means. But an excellent showing from Morrison as well. I have no doubt if it weren’t for the underhanded tactics from Martinez, Morrison should have won the day.
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[Fade in to Union Battleground backstage where Trixie is currently sitting and watching the end result of the match while she is simultaneously taking herself a selfie. Trixie catches sight of Jason and offers him a friendly smile.]
Trixie - Tough break out there, kid.
[She says standing up and brushing down her jeans, the remains of a cookie, low fat of course, but strawberry flavouring and made sure she was crumb free before extending her hand.]
Jason Bourne - Shouldn't you be bothering somebody else instead of me?
[Yes Jason doesn't like people and Trixie is the same for him. He then looks at her extending her arm and he just looks at it.]
Trixie - I thought I would welcome you properly is all, but if you’re a little afraid of shaking hands with a ‘little girl’, that’s ok.
[Trixie says turning slowly from facing him, drumming her fingers on her arm after she folds them.]
Jason Bourne - I'm not afraid of shaking hands with a “little girl”, I just don't play well with others. So what do you want? Are you here to give “Advice” to a rookie? I don't need it.
Trixie - I didn’t say anything about advice…
[Trixie chuckles slightly to herself.]
Trixie - But it is interesting you thought that, means you think highly of me, past all this machismo.
Jason Bourne - Okay? Anyways what can I do for you? As you know I'm very busy.
[He grabs a towel to the left and wipes off some of the sweat off his face.]
Trixie - I was just wondering, you seem like a big, strong man who doesn’t play well with others, I have this little issue with Anton Chase and it would be good to have someone watching my back if he decides to be a little punk and ruin another match for me.
[Jason brings the towel down by his face and put it down.]
Jason Bourne - You mean the guy with the soccer mom haircut?
Trixie - You could say that.
[Trixie chuckles to herself. Jason gets a half hearted grin on his face.]
Jason Bourne - I could enjoy punishing some more people. Eh, why not. But know Trixie as long as you're loyal to me, I'll be loyal to you in this partnership. Ya dig?
Trixie - Did you not see me be loyal to Emery and make sure she goes to the finals? I’m totally loyal to my friends.
[Trixie says raising an eyebrow.]
Jason Bourne - I pay no attention to anybody but myself. But you, you are now someone I should pay attention too. You got yourself a deal...but, if this bites me in the ass...you'll be another target for me.
[Jason extends his hand toward Trixie waiting. Trixie brushes her hair back, shoulders back full of confidence.]
Trixie - That makes me an ally then, you have yourself a deal.
[She says taking his hand and squeezes, locking eyes and shakes his hand. He stares back at her and not gripping her hand too tightly.]
Jason Bourne - If you need my help...give me the signal.
[He leans toward her ear and whispered.]
Jason Bourne - Reaper!
[He lean back and stares at her again. Trixie smiles with a lick of her top lip and nods.]
Trixie - I think I’ll remember that, beats waving a flag, am I right?
[She giggles. He smiles as he takes back his arm and heads out leaving Trixie alone.]
let's make a deal
[As we return back from commercial break, Echo Blackwhisper is standing in the middle of the ring to little or no fanfare. She is dressed in business casual clothing, obviously based on her attire alone she's not here to fight. The crowd is understandably torn on how to receive her as half want to cheer but the other half still remember the post match, some say cowardly, attack on Hannah Kristiansen.]
Echo Blackwhisper - I've asked for this time so I can offer a formal apology to Hannah...
[The crowd starts to boo a bit.]
Echo Blackwhisper - I know I know... I offer a bogus apology, Hannah comes out, I offer my hand, she looks to you to see if she should accept it and BAM! I attack her again. That's what you are all expecting right?
[The crowd starts to chant for Hannah.]
Echo Blackwhisper - No, I don't blame you guys, but this is legit. You see when I attacked Hannah I was extremely frustrated. For far too long I've been in the shadow of others so when Hannah issued that open challenge it was my time... My opportunity to step up and show the world what I can do. Quite frankly what I did was get my ass handed to me. Here I am first match in the company and I got dominated; but I wounded her, and like a shark that's all I could see. I'm actually ashamed at my actions... I'm an intense competitor and in all honesty I see that in Hannah. So if she would please come out here.
["I'm America" by Cilver hits the PA system, and out steps the "All American Badass" Hannah Kristiansen. She doesn't wait for her choreographed entrance cue, doesn't work the crowd in any way. She's dead set focused on the ring, at Echo Blackwhisper. Hannah marches down to the ring, not slapping any hands as she passes. At ringside she doesn't climb up onto the apron for her usual pose, but rather rolls under the bottom rope before rising to her feet in front of Echo - pulling a mic to her lips.]
Hannah Kristiansen - You're right on two counts, Echo. First, much like all these people out here...
[She gestures to the fans, garnering a sizable applause.]
Hannah Kristiansen - I don't buy it. I mean seriously, do you take me for a fool? Second, yeah you're every bit as competitive as I am. Which is why, when that bell rings, everything's fair between those ropes, save outside interference. So I don't fault you for busting up my knee. Them's the risks when you compete in a combat sport. Hell, I even get your frustration over a less than desirable performance. But attacking me from behind during a promo, as I'm pointing out all the reasons why I respect you? And now all of a sudden you're sorry?
[She shakes her head, her voice taking on a lower, more serious tone.]
Hannah Kristiansen - Uh uh. I don't buy it. What are you [i]really[/i] playing at, Echo?
Echo Blackwhisper - I can see you are skeptical and I get that. I wouldn't trust me either. However you and I possess something that could turn the Battleground on its ear. We don't wait for opportunity to be handed to us we take it..... and as allies..... you and I can give it.
[The crowd starts to erupt at the possibility.]
Echo Blackwhisper - So all I'm asking for is at the PPV you and I team up and act as the gatekeepers to the Battleground and issue an open challenge to any team out there. No BS Hannah. You don't have to like me, and you don't have to trust me; but together we can make this company take notice and become the measuring stick... What do you say?
Hannah Kristiansen - Gatekeepers?
[Kristiansen starts to chuckle at first, before it spirals into a full-blown fit of laughter. Her voice has lightened significantly, though it has taken on a slightly mocking tone.]
Hannah Kristiansen - Nah, you've got it all wrong. That is, unless you mean for us to be the Battleground's doormat for every Tom, Dick, and Mary who's worth a damn to walk all over. You've got to think BIG! Like...
[Hannah extends her right arm out, palm up; as if envisioning a marquee.]
Hannah Kristiansen - "GOD MODE! 'Cause anything less would be cheating destiny!
[She chuckles for another moment, before growing serious again.]
Hannah Kristiansen - In all seriousness though, are you for real? How do you expect me to team up with you if there's no trust? Again, do you take me for a fool? But actually, I've got an idea. You want a match at Battle of Los Angeles? Sounds fine by me. But rather than a tag team match, what do you say to a rematch. You and me, one on one. Then, and ONLY then, if you can contain your frustration and [i]not[/i] attack me post-match? Then we'll talk. But mark my words, Echo...
[She gets nose to nose with Blackwhisper.]
Hannah Kristiansen - If you stab me in the back at any time, you will regret it.
[Hannah takes a step back, but then extends her hand.]
Hannah Kristiansen - Deal?
[Echo looks into the eyes of Hannah, and shakes her hand.]
Echo Blackwhisper - ...That's fair. You got yourself a match!
[Hannah smiles half-heartedly l, still uneasy of the proposition that's unfolding. "I'm America" hits the PA once more as Hannah exits the ring.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Folks, it looks like we have another match in the making here for Battle of Los Angeles! Hannah seems to be open to the idea of teaming up with Echo, but only if she can prove her loyalty in a rematch. Do you foresee Echo being a changed woman, Dick?
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Time will tell, Dante. But for now, we got our next match coming up.
nemesis vs malcolm san cross
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 194 lbs, Malcolm San Cross!
[The deep thrumming bass riffs of Greymachine's "Wolf at the Door" begins blasting over the PA System and the fans have their normal mixed response. The lights begin flashing black and white, filling the arena with a nauseating strobe effect, before finally, the lights go completely black. After a few seconds they switch back on, Malcolm San stands in the middle of the ring, his signature "Wolf Smile" crossing his lips. The music cuts, with Malcolm still standing statue-still, smiling.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – We haven’t heard much from Malcolm San Cross since he arrived here at Union Battleground, in fact, we haven’t heard anything at all!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher – Dante, if your opponent was this Nemesis guy, would you say anything if there was a chance to piss him off? Be sensible!
[The arena goes dark as the open chords of “More Human Than Human” by White Zombie begin to surround the fans of the arena. With each audio moan on the track’s opening sequence, the arena flashes a deep dark red then as the guitar kicks in the lights slowly begin to rise to a dim setting and we see Nemesis kneeling at the top of the ramp with a now single red spotlight shining down on him.]
♫ I am, the Astro-Creep, a demolition style, hell American freak…yeah!
I am, the crawling dead, a phantom in a box, shadow in your head ♫
[As Rob Zombie’s voice kicks in, Nemesis raises his lowered head, outstretches his arms, raises to his feet and then proceeds forward slowly towards the ring with the arena remaining dark and the lone red spotlight following Nemesis’ path accordingly. Nemesis walks by the fans not phased in the slightest by the cheers and chirps with his eyes solely focused on the ring before him. Nemesis takes his time getting to the ring steps and stops at the final step, only to jump directly onto the top turnbuckle and outstretch his arms while kneeling down. Nemesis then hops down into the ring walking directly into the center of the squared circle where he falls to both knees and lowers his head similarly to how he was on the entrance ramp. As the music continues, Nemesis simultaneously raises his head and outstretches his arms as the lights come on and the music stops]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Nemesis looks like he means business here Dick!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher – Look at this guy Dante! You were dumb enough to question why Malcolm San Cross kept his mouth when he has to face THAT!?!
[The referee stands in the middle of the ring, with both men standing in their opposing corner, except Nemesis hasn’t flinched since assuming his position, locking his eyes solely on Malcolm who stands across the ring, trying to stand still but obviously showing small signs of nervousness, the referee signals for the bell]
[Ding]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Here we go with the debut of two new superstars to Union Battleground!
[The match starts off with both Malcolm and Nemesis staring at each other, neither looking to budge. After a few moments, Malcolm gives in and decides to move towards a Nemesis who still remains still as a rock. Malcolm now charges with a right clothesline that Nemesis sidesteps sending San Cross chest first into the turnbuckle. Malcolm turns around clutch his chest and is met with a kick in the gut, followed by Nemesis putting San Cross’ head between his legs, then flips over and delivers a ridiculous Canadian Destroyer]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Jesus! Nemesis is trying to break Malcolm San Cross’ neck!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher – Well, if Malcolm was silent before, imagine how quiet he’ll be with a broken freakin’ neck!
[Like a predator stalking it it’s wounded prey,, Nemesis waits for Malcolm San Cross to get up whose holding his head, Nemesis moves in from behind and locks in a Cobra Clutch]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Cobra Clutch applied here by Nemesis!
[Nemesis looks to his left and right methodically, then proceeds to Cobra Clutch Suplex Malcolm San Cross. Nemesis keeps the Cobra Clutch locked in, rolls over and delivers a second Cobra Clutch Suplex, keeping it locked in and rolling over again, Nemesis then delivers a third, devastating Cobra Clutch Suplex causing Malcolm San Cross to double over and land face first, not even moving while Nemesis sits smiling at the broken Malcolm San Cross that lays behind him]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Malcolm San Cross is not even moving here Dick!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher – Are you really surprised Dante?
[Nemesis gets up to his feet and walks over to Malcolm’s lifeless body. Nemesis then proceeds to start kick the side of San Cross’ head with little force but a lot of cockiness]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Nemesis just needs to end this…
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher – There’s nothing to gain in Union Battleground by showing mercy Dante, I mean, unless YOU want to be the one that goes in there and tells this monster to stop!
[Nemesis then grabs Malcolm by his ponytail and brings him to his feet, in which Malcolm takes a wild, stumble swing that Nemesis easily avoids. Malcolm turns back around, receives a kick to the gut, has his head put between Nemesis’ legs, is lifted up in the Powerbomb position, Nemesis lets Malcolm’s body hang over his back while locking both of his own hands under Malcolm’s chin, then flips him over and destroys Malcolm San Cross with a “Six Feet Deep”]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Six Feet Deep by Nemesis!
[Instead of going for the pin though, Nemesis stands back up and gives a throat slashing motion, followed by raises his head and outstretching his arms. Nemesis grabs Malcolm, now lifting his dead weight up and then into a fireman’s carry. Nemesis then throws him up and delivers a crushing knee smash that causes a loud “SNAP!” to be heard and blood is seen flowing from Malcolm San Cross’ obviously broken nose who is now on both knees slumped over. As San Cross begins to fall forward, Nemesis hits the ropes and delivers the final blow in his GTS variation, nearly taking Malcolm’s head off]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – ENOCH! Nemesis nearly decapitated Malcolm San Cross!
[Nemesis covers]
One…
Two…
Three!
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Mike "Drop" Dempsey - Here is your winner, Nemesis!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – Nemesis absolutely annihilates Malcolm San Cross in his Union Battleground debut!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher – From the moment he appeared on our television screens, was there ever any doubt Dante?
"The Doctor" Dante Reed – The real question Dick is; who will stop this monster?
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Winner: Nemesis via pinfall (Enoch)
one more time
[We cut backstage in the office of Owner and Promoter Axel Graves. The lighting is dim, it's damp, and the bare concrete room resemble a sketchy hole in a wall bar. Graves is sitting at his desk with a customized skull molded tumbler of Jameson Irish Whiskey in hand. As he's sipping on it, we notice on the other side of the desk are referees Bruce O'Neal and Joe Murray. Axel sits his drink down on a coaster and looks up to the two standing officials.]
Axel Graves - Alright, boys. There's a reason I brought you in here. Tonight's a big night. We find out who's headlining our first big event... And we can't have any s--- happen like with Franklin Dean. That sonuva bitch put a black eye on this tournament, and now his ass is sitting in the unemployment line. Bruce, you're my senior guy, you know this already, but I want to reiterate that the Battleground is rigorously violent. These fans came to see a fight, so let the fighters fight. At the end of the night, I want to see two clear cut winners heading into the pay-per-view Main Event. And another thing...
[Knock knock knock]
[Just as Axel begins to change the subject, a tapping on the door interrupts the boss. Axel calls for the visitor to come in, and in walks Anton Chase.]
Axel Graves - Ah, Anton. Glad to see you in the house tonight. What can I help you with?
[Anton stands there silent, staring down the two officials.]
Axel Graves - Boys, you mind giving us some privacy?
[The referees nod their heads and swiftly exit the office.]
Axel Graves - So... To what do I owe this visit?
[Anton slowly creeps closer to Axel's desk, and leans on it to get Graves' full attention.]
Anton Chase - I still deserve to be in the tournament, but I'm not and frankly, I blame Trixie. I blame Trixie for everything since Winter Solstice over in Redemption. So here's what I'm thinking. We settle this... One final match between the best star you've got, yours truly, against that gold-digging whore at Battle of Los Angeles. What do you say?
[Axel's face lights up like a Christmas tree, hardly containing his excitement.]
Axel Graves - Well Anton, that's music to my ears. If it's a match against Trixie you want, a match against Trixie is what you get. I'll start on the paperwork right away!
[Anton says nothing, but the expression on his face says more than what words could. He extends his arm out and shakes the bossman's hand and exits the office as we fade back to ringside.]
damon xalvador vs saint saito
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making her way to the ring, standing 5'3", hailing from Tokyo, Japan. She is, "The New Ace of Pro Wrestling" Saint Saito!
♫ "I'll Face Myself" by Shoji Meguro (Little V's Remix) begins to play ♫
[The hard notes of Little V's remix of Shoji Meguro's "I'll Face Myself" blasts through the venue speakers, and the fans explode in thunderous cheers and boos. Moments pass before the New Ace of Pro Wrestling, Saint Saito, slowly emerges from behind the curtain and steps onto the stage, wearing a beautiful black, red and fur cape over her red ring gear. Saito remains on the stage for a few moments, stretching out her arms in a simple pose. She had a bored look on her face as she looks over the crowd, but after a few more moments she decides to lower her arms and then slowly make her way down to the ring. She ignores the cheering and booing fans as she approaches the ring, still looking bored with each step she takes. As soon as she reaches the foot of the ring, Saito turns to the steel steps and slowly climbs before slipping through the middle rope. As the fans keep on cheering and booing her, Saito spirals across the ring mat before twirling in place in the centre when she stops. She stretches out her arms once again, the bored "surely there are better things for me to do" look still etched on her face. She remains in place for a few seconds before stepping over to the corner, untying her black cape and handing it to a member of the ring crew. Afterward, she then turns her back to lean lazily against the padded turnbuckles as she waits for the match to begin.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - DDT, Saint Saito comes from two legendary families, and from what I've seen of her in Japan, it definitely shows.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - She is a cold blooded killer in the ring. She shows no mercy and has no sympathy or remorse for what she does to her opponents.
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - And her opponent, from Aberdeen, Scotland, representing World Wrestling Headquarters, Damon Xalvador!
♫ Endless mornings cut by the dawn razor
Whipping the nightmares to a froth
Endless questions with no answers
No replacement for what's been lost ♫
[Lights go off as the crowds are getting up on their feet as a spotlight is placed on the entrance ramp. No music, nothing is happening right now which confused the crowds as they are waiting. Moments later "Break You" plays through the arena and coming through the curtain is none other than Damon Xalvador. He walked over to the entrance ramp as he stopped he looked at the crowd with a smirk on his face he taunts the crowds which caused a mixed reaction from the crowds. He waved them off as he walked down the ramp, he walked up the steel stairs he went through the second rope as he walked over to the second turnbuckle he stopped as he leaned on it looking disinterest as his music slowly fades.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Making his debut here in the Battleground, Damon is the current WWH Extreme Champion. He's going to need that edge going up against Saito.
[The referee calls for the bell.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - This match is under way!
[Damon and Saito waste no time as the two bull rush each other as the bell echoes. Damon takes the offensive with a heavy close line. Saito slams to the ground, but sweeps Damon's feet from out under him with a stiff kick. Saito quickly pounces on Damon and locks in a Crossface Chicken Wing with a body scissors added. Damon is able to get to his feet with Saito still wrapped around him like an anaconda, and back pedals into the turnbuckle, slamming Saito and breaking the hold. Damon turns around, and starts laying in monstrous Larissa repeatedly to Saito. After five consecutive hits, Saito drops to the mat. Damon steps back and returns with a big boot to Saito's face. Xalvador picks Saito up by the hair, but Saito pokes Damon in the eyes, blindsiding him.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Poke of the eyes gives Saito an open door to take the offensive.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Damon slipped up and have her an inch. And she's gonna take a mile!
[Saito starts laying in hard shoot kicks all around the midsection, softening Xalvador. Saito then springs off the ropes and delivers a flying head scissors, sending Damon to the outside. Saint Saito circles the ring and taunts the fans, turning what few that cheered her against her.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - The boos are deafening for Saito.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - She loves it. This is what drives her.
[Saito sees Damon slowly getting up from outside, so she ricochet's off the ropes, and comes back with a somersault plancha! Both fighters go crashing into the barricades and are down for the count.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Saito sacrificing her own safety to instill pain and anguish to Xalvador!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - She's determined to not only defeat Damon, but to put him in a body bag!
[Saito is first to get up. She lays a few soccer-style kicks to Damon's ribs. She goes under the ring, and pulls out a steel chair. Damon gets to his feet, and Saito screams "is this what you want?! You want some garbage?" She tosses the chair to Damon, then delivers a roundhouse kick to the chair that also smashes Damon in the face. Saito climbs up on the apron, then hits a stunning springboard moonsault on the fallen Xalvador! The crowd pops big time to the dare devil move.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Saito relievers a beautiful moonsault from the apron! Damon looks to be fading fast!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - He's going to have to regain his composure or this one will be over soon!
[Saito picks up and slides Damon back into the ring. She follows suit, and goes for a cover.]
... One!
... Two!
... Kick out by Damon!
[Saito looks a little peeved, and begins to rain down punches and elbows to the head. She stands back up, continuing the beating with some kicks. Damon catches one of Saito's kicks, and rolls her down and locks in a Boston Crab! Xalvador counters and now outs Saito in a dangerous spot! The ref is checking Saito for a tap out, but Saito still looks determined in the midst of having her legs and lower back wrenches back behind her head. Somehow, Saito is army drawing her way to the ropes, and eventually is able to grasp the bottom, initiating the ref to force Damon to break the hold. Damon finally lets go after a four count warning. Saito grabs the middle rope to bring herself back to her feet, but Damon goes back to her legs, and instead swings her up in the air and connects with a vicious sit out powerbomb! Damon makes the cover.]
... One!
... Two!
... Th-- No, a kick out by Saito!
[Damon throws Saito's legs off to the side, and then rolls outside of the ring. He goes back and grabs the steel chair, and then returns back in the ring with the chair in hand. Damon starts hammering blows to mostly her knees. Damon throws the chair down, and picks Saito up straight in a firemans carry. Xalvador drops Saito head first onto the chair with a Dearh Valley Driver! Damon again goes for the cover.]
... One!
... Two!
... Thre-- Kick out by Saito!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Xalvador looks to be gaining control of the match
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher -- Saito is in trouble!
[Damon is losing his patience, and now he stuffs Saito's head between the back and seat of the chair. Damon comes crashing down with a leg drop on to the chair. Xalvador now heads to the turnbuckle and starts to climb to the top. Damon stands high, awaiting for Saito to get to her feet. She finally stumbles to her feet, and slowly turns towards Damon. Xalvador goes for a top rope cross body, but out of nowhere Saint Saito hits him with a jumping knee smash to the face!]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Saito Smash! Saito Smash! Saito Smash!
[Xalvador drops to the mat with a wide blank stare. Saito hooks the leg for the cover.]
... One!
... Two!
... Three!
[Ding ding ding]
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - The winner of this contest, Saint Saito!
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[Saito snatches the mic out of Dempsey's hand...]
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Saint Saito - Yeah, it's just like I thought: step into the ring with a 'hardcore wrestler' then you shouldn't be disappointed when you see they--le gasp!--can't wrestle worth a damn! You assholes know what I'm talking about, right?! I could have gotten a better fight out of one of those useless blonde whores that stink up this joint, than this guy! Take...um...what's-her-tits...the bish who called me 'rude' a couple weeks back. You know who I'm--excuse me...
[Saito hits Damon some more.]
Saint Saito - Yeah, where was I? Oh, right...that bish--whatever the fuck her name is--got a better fight out of that other nameless hooker she went up against, than I'm getting out of you, Damon. Maybe after I kill you some more I should go out back and tell the assholes that pay me to sign me up a match against *that* worthless little axe wound, next time. I bet I could get a better fight out of her than you, huh?
Winner: Saint Saito via pinfall (Saito Smash)
COMMERCIAL BREAK
FIREFAN: MAKE THE CALL.
the first little piggy
[After the commercial break, we cut to backstage, where a cameraman was standing in the middle of a corridor, filming Saint Saito as she approached him. She stopped walking when she realised there was someone in her way, and she lowered her head to stare closer into the lens.]
Saint Saito - And just like that, the first little piggy met his end. Oink. Oink. Oink.
[At the third “oink,” Saito grabbed the camera by the lens and shoved the cameraman out of her way as she passed by. The cameraman shook, stabilised, and then panned over to the young woman as she walked on, commenting to herself, “Hmmm, I think I’ll put that on Twitter…”
On a whim, Saito snatched a phone from the fingers of an overweight member of the venue crew, who was texting as he enjoyed a sandwich. The sandwich was still in his mouth when she took the phone from him, and he was in no position to complain. Not that he would have, having seen the glare coming from Saito that promised incredible pain if he uttered a word.]
Saint Saito - Eat your sandwich, fat s***!
[He stood there staring at her with fearful eyes, sandwich still in his mouth and getting soggier with saliva by every second Saito took to compose her tweet. Then, when it was threatening to break away from his lips, she posted her tweet and returned his phone to him with a over-the-shoulder toss. She then stole his sandwich and tossed it away.]
Saint Saito - On second thought, you really need to lose some weight, Chief. Shinken ni...
[She wiped her hand on his ugly polo shirt, and with that she walked away, leaving him and the cameraman standing there in shock, and a fair bit of confusion.]
shark bait
[As the sun finally sets over the San Gabriel Valley, the warm, natural light fades and the cold, flourescent lights surrounding the Pico Rivera Arena abruptly cut out like a sudden loss of consciousness.Under the open sky, the stars become the only source of light--just pinholes in the curtain of night; a cosmic Lite-Brite. Even with the stars shining down, the venue is black as midnight, black as pitch, blacker than the foulest witch. You can barely see your hand in front of you.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: Just bear with us viewers, we seem to be experiencing some technical difficulties. I'm not exactly sure what's happening, but I am sure that our fantastic crew is working hard to rectify the situation as we speak.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: I guess we're living up to our show's namesake because it's truly L!GHTS OUT in here! It's darker than a dead wolf's mouth!
[The open-air arena is eerily silent--just the white noise of the Pomona Freeway in the distance, the clicking of insects in the weeds and the howl of the wind. Soon the silence is broken by faint rumblings echoing from the crowd.]
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: Rainstorms weren't in the forecast but it definitely feels like there's a certain charge in the air. Do you concur, Dr. Reed?
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: No question. The audience here is buzzing with a palpable excitement. And I assume it won't be long before we find out why. Stand by everyone, your patience is sincerely appreciated. We hope to have the lights back up momentar---
[Just then, Dante Reed is unexpectedly interrupted by a cryptic piece of audio playing over the PA system.]
---
"Do you think that if you were falling in space...that you would slow down after a while, or go faster and faster?"
"Faster and faster. And for a long time you wouldn't feel anything. And then you'd burst into fire. Forever... And the angel's wouldn't help you. Because they've all gone away."
---
[Disorienting and hypnotic in its distinct otherness, a single strobing image ominously flashes across the video monitor which only adds to the sense of tension and unease that already permeate the arena.]
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: Well, there's the lightning!
[Then, without warning, the music hits and the PA system practically explodes. Incinerating waves of sound reignite the entire audience who erupt with cheers and jeers: it's The Red Chord's "It Came From Over There" heaving back and forth between groove and fury effortlessly. Relentlessly.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: And there's the crash of thunder! Now the atmosphere is simply electric!
[At that moment, a lone spotlight cuts through the arena to find two Oddfellows perched above the crowd on the first level of bleachers. One is outfitted with a shark fin on his back while the other is wearing a giant shark mask; his head poking out from it's mouth and surrounded by foam teeth. Both are carrying boogie boards. The cacophony of applause and booing continues.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: Turn and face the strange--
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: It's The Outliers!
[The Outliers gesture to one another before motioning to the fans below.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: You don't think they're going to--
[The Outliers ready their boogie boards and leap into the teeming sea of humanity.]
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: Stage dive into the crowd?! Of course!
[The duo melt into a growing puddle of fans and crowdsurf all the way to ring; listing side to side, undulating along the unseen currents of a raucous crowd. The sea was angry that day, my friends...]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: They're certainly difficult creatures to classify...
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: Pipe down, Dante. There's a weapon in the water. The Terror Shark is here, LIVE at L!GHTS OUT in the form of the Guerreros of Lucha Trios Champions! Well, two-thirds of them anyway.
[The Outliers finally reach the ring in one piece, rip off their costumes and toss them into the crowd along with the boogie boards they "surfed" in on. Hewhocorrupts slides head first under the bottom rope and thrashes around on the mat like a fish outta water. Meanwhile, Sawtooth Grin grabs a couple mics from the ring announcer and dances up the ring steps like "Toothpick Vic" in Reservoir Dogs. Back on "dry land", the team spends a brief moment bouncing off the ropes, stomping the canvas and feeling things out. The Outliers rejoin in the center of the squared circle, pausing to look out at the hordes of people in attendance.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: The Outliers sure look at home in that Union Battleground ring.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: I think they feel that way too. Look at 'em.. just kickin' the tires so to speak.. getting the lay of the land.. they look like they could get used to this, Reed!
Sawtooth Grin: Hands up, who's on drugs?!
[The crowd roars to life.]
Sawtooth Grin: Who's smokin' a jazz cigarette? Okay, let's pass some of these back...
Sawtooth Grin: Those of you on drugs need salt and sugar, pass 'em back. We can't have you driftin' in and out on us.
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: We've definitely met our blackout quota for the evening.
HWC: Security man, pass these back to these cretins.
Sawtooth Grin: Yeah, let's do this!
[Corrupts jumps out of the ring and walks over to some fans pressed against the guardrail.]
HWC: Son, make yourself useful. Hand 'em out.. share! Don't be stingy.
[With the Guerreros of Lucha Trios Titles in tow--and clearly enjoying the fruits of their demented labors--The Outliers throw out handfuls of Swedish Fish to the crowd as well as packages of "Sawtooth's Savory Snacks": a delightful blend of mixed nuts consisting of cashews, almonds, peanuts, and filberts.]
Sawtooth Grin: Who wants candy?! [he offered through a beaming GRIN, throwing personalized Outliers treats to the eager, outstretched hands in attendance.]
HWC: [Doing his best Willy Wonka (Gene Wilder, not Johnny Depp) impression] The candy man can 'cause he mixes it with L.O.V.E and makes the world taste good! Happy belated Valentine's Day everyone! The Outliers are here to spread the L.O.V.E!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: The Outliers somehow have this crowd eating right out of the palms of their hands, it's insane...
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: I would say it's more like chumming the waters, my dim-witted friend.
[Dante Reed looks over at Diamond with a not-so-subtle look of disappoint; borderline disgust.]
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: What do you want me to say? They make me smile and wince at the same time.. they're bizarrely charismatic and terrifying all at once, what's not to like?
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: I think they've cast a spell on you!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: I didn't say they were wizards, "Doctor". Get your ears checked.
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: Why don't you go ask 'em if they'll be your valentine, DICK.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: Don't threaten me with a good time.
[Now back in the ring with his partner, Corrupts continues revving up the fans.]
HWC: Mis amigos! Qué onda?! Dónde es la peda?! Let's get weird!
[The Outliers receive a mixed reaction from the audience; the ballad of love and hate continues.]
HWC: Shout-out to the guys and gals that caught us, successful trust fall. Now you get to fight over who's gonna take us home tonight.. like a foul ball.
Sawtooth Grin: And you can't put a price on what we're worth.
HWC: Exactly, we're worthless.
Sawtooth Grin: Exactly.
HWC: Anywho.. Hello Union Battleground!
HWC: Now, I know some of you are thinking, 'Just get to the point!' We could do that. And believe me, that's our honest intentions.
HWC: I might say something boring like, 'We've washed up on the shores of a new adventure.. a new horizon of violence as far as the eye can see.. a sunless sea of untold brutality.. strangers in a strange land.. unknown soldiers on a foreign battleground...'
Sawtooth Grin: We might even say, 'Foreign but not exactly unfamiliar.. we've shed the same blood in the same mud.' [Sawtooth points to his Dick Devereaux shirt and across to Corrupts who's clad in a MDK "King of Skulls" tee.]
Sawtooth Grin: I could also add something like, 'From the back alleys to the basements.. from bars to bingo halls.. from bowling rinks to the Battleground... [Puffing his chest and pandering to the crowd.] War never changes..'
HWC: That's right, that's right. I could stand in this ring and say something ridiculous like, 'The Outliers are always clawing tooth and nail..scrambling to get over the next mountain on the horizon.'
HWC: I could say, 'We struggle with all the force of our lives for one thing only: to fulfill ourselves according to our own laws, to build up our own form, to represent ourselves.'
Sawtooth Grin: Like popeye says, 'I am what I am.'
HWC: 'No facts are sacred; none are profane; we simply experiment.. endless seekers with no Past at our backs.'
HWC: I could say something like, 'We are here to unsettle all things...'
Sawtooth Grin: We could go on and on but that's not really getting to the point.. is it?
HWC: OR we could really get to the point! Who's got the golden ticket?! It doesn't matter.. we're actually all winners 'cause I'm gonna streak naked--on LIVE TV--across the entire arena--you all look lovely tonight, by the way.. absolutely ravishing.
HWC: Well, whataya say?!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: I bet that really torques your throttle, huh Dick?
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: Stick a Zagnut in it sideburns before they have to call in a REAL doctor to put you back together again.
HWC: [Tucking a thumb under the waistband of his shorts, he starts pulling them down.] Show you the difference between my gun and my pistol.. this is The Battleground after all...
[Sawtooth pauses to glance over at his partner.]
Sawtooth Grin: You're just lookin' for any excuse to get fresh.. now why buy the cow when you get the milk for free? We went over this..
HWC: I know.. 'You can get a good look at a butcher's ass by sticking your head up there. But wouldn't you rather--
Sawtooth Grin: Yeah, you're not quite there but you got the idea.. just secure your piece..
HWC: They said we couldn't cross a certain line, but that won't ever stop me from trying.
Sawtooth Grin: I know, bud.. and that's what I love about you! Don't be disappointed. Look, would a nice penis compliment make you feel better? NO? 'Cause you gotta real solid one down there.. yeah. It's the exact size it should be for your body. It's a tad pale but nothing a little sun can't cure.. I'm kidding it's the perfect color and I'm sorry to imply otherwise even jokingly, okay? We are in California--the Sunburned State--it's all good.
HWC: Okay, we'll just save that until we get better acquainted... Somethin' to look forward to!
Sawtooth Grin: Folks , it's prolly time for a little PSA.
HWC: [Chiming in almost immediately...] The Outliers are a powerful combo whose synergy affects the chemicals in the brain which may give you the feeling of immortality.
Sawtooth Grin: You should not watch The Outliers if you are allergic to adrenaline, endorphins, blood, violence or freedom.
HWC: Side effects include shortness of breath, increased blood flow to the genitals, euphoria, and/or sudden, unexpected loss of bowels.
Sawtooth Grin: Do not use if you are pregnant or do not want to get pregnant. The Outliers are not responsible for any decisions made under their influence.
HWC: Please consult a physician, psychiatrist and the holy trinity before using The Outliers.
The Outliers: Consider yourself warned.
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: Are they serious?!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: Of course not! But I heard syncope has been reported in a small percentage of patients taking the drug.
Sawtooth Grin: [Sawtooth pauses again, looking over at his partner.] Can you hear that?
[A high pitched tone breaks out throughout the arena interrupting The Outliers. The shot suddenly cuts to a pair of Japanese, man and a young woman, crouching in front of the ocean on an industrial dock. The man wears jeans and a leather jacket. The woman has a black bosozoku uniform on. They have their backs to us but are turned to face us. Quite a few people in the audience cheer when they recognize them.]
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Man: “One”
Woman: “Two”
Together: “One, two, three, four.”
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[“Sayonara, Perfect World” by Midori blares on the sound system and we go to a frenetic montage of these two in action: The man falls off the turnbuckles to the outside onto a table covered with thumbtacks, the woman dropkicks a giant against an electrified cage, the man locks in the mandible claw into his opponent’s mouth screaming the whole time, the woman hits a standing frankensteiner, the man spews a white mist from his mouth and his opponent feels the strange aftereffects, the woman flips and dives over the top rope to the outside, the man hits a thunder fire powerbomb, the woman throws another woman into a cage and they are engulfed by fire, the man laughs as he is put in a submission hold, the woman hits an axe kick to a kneeling opponent, and we finally fade back to the docks. The pair are facing us now and the woman has her hands in her pockets and the man is at attention.]
Woman: “I am Kimitsu Zombie. He is Aokigahara Zombie.”
Aokigahara: “Our blood type is Z! Ketsuekigata Z.”
Kimitsu: We want to face The Outliers. See you soon!”
[Aokigahara laughs and Kimitsu waves and we cut back to the ring.]
[The cheers erupt again, this time like an auditory volcano. Quiet one second and then deafening the next, rising to a crescendo and then falling to a trickle before the same nervous tension commands silence once more.]
[Holding their mics out to the audience to amplify their applause...]
Sawtooth Grin: There's your answer.. One of the most game teams on the scene.... You’re welcome.
HWC: World War Z!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed: Battle of Los Angeles is shaping up to be an intensely memorable card which now includes, Kimitsu and Aokigahara Zombie facing off against the unearthly Outliers and their circus of the bizarre. Champions versus Champions!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher: I can't wait to see this thing spiral out of control. 'One, two, three, four.'
FIN
dick devereaux vs sakaguchi kyoshi
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Semi-finals match in the Union Battleground Championship Tournament!
[The crowd pops at Dempsey’s announcement]
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - Introducing first…weighing in at 243 lbs., representing Death Trip Wrestling, this is "The Butcher" Dick Devereaux!
♫ YOU F---ING 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 comes to the edge of the ramp as he extends both arms towards the sky with his middle fingers pointed out at the crowd. 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 holding up his middle fingers outwards towards the crowd. He then slowly brings them down to the camera and spews 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 ready for the attack.]
Mike "Drop" Dempsey – And his opponent…making his way to the ring, accompanied by Justin King, weighing in at 195 lbs. and hailing from Tokyo, Japan, this is Sakaguchi Kyoshi!
♫ KARATE BY BABY METAL BEGINS TO PLAY ♫
[The lights are cut. "Karate" by Baby Metal begins to play as blue, red, and yellow strobe lights flash through the blackness. Sakaguchi Kyoshi then steps onto the stage and through the flashing lights with his suit-wearing, sleaze ball of a manager Justin King by his side. Kyoshi walks to the ring, high fiving fans as he walks down the ramp and towards the ring. Kyoshi steps between the ropes, entering the ring as Justin King takes his position at ringside.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - We are set here for the first of our two semi-finals matches in the Union Battleground Championship tournament!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Although I’m a big fan of Justin King’s managerial tactics Dante, I just can’t cheer against a hardened and seasoned Dick like myself! Got to like Devereaux here!
[Ding]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed -The bell rings and we are under way here!
[As soon as the bell rings Devereaux fakes Kyoshi like he’s going to come in fast and low but backs up as soon as Kyoshi commits]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed -Dick, the veteran here, trying to toy with the ‘Young Lion’ Sakaguchi Kyoshi…
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - What kind of kinky crap are you into Dante? PHRASING!
[After flashing a smirk and nodding his head, Kyoshi comes in for the grapple and the two lock up with Devereaux almost immediately bring Kyoshi down to one knee, Devereaux backs off with his hands up looking to his left and right at the crowd and then swiftly kicks Kyoshi in the chest sending Sakaguchi Kyoshi down to the mat, chest first]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Cheap shot by Devereaux there!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - That’s not cheap Dante! That’s a rookie move by Kyoshi to assume a violent, unstable man like Dick Devereaux isn’t going to take advantage any which way he can!
[Devereaux begins to follow up on Kyoshi with boots to the back of the head, followed by Dick dropping down to his knees and swarming Kyoshi with rights and lefts. Devereaux looks up and roars at the crowd while Kyoshi clutches his head, Devereaux grabs Kyoshi by the hair and brings him up to his feet, lifts him up and delivers a thunderous Double D Spinbuster that rattles the mat. Having seen enough, Justin King gets up on the apron causing Dick Devereaux to leave Sakaguchi Kyoshi on the mat, as Devereaux makes his way over, Kyoshi begins to get up and right before Devereaux can take a swipe at King, Kyoshi catches his arm, spins him around and hits Devereaux with a huge DDT, leaving both men lying on the mat]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - What a DDT by the youngster!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - A youngster who claims to be as clean as they come and look! What a cheater! And not the good kind, like the women I sugar daddy!
[Kyoshi gets to his feet first with Devereaux getting up soon after but Kyoshi takes advantage of his early positioning by hitting the close set of ropes and coming off to deliver a clothesline that sends Devereaux back flipping over, landing on his stomach. Kyoshi looks towards Justin King who points to his trunks causing Kyoshi to pull out the pair of brass knuckles King had previously given him but instead of using them, he tosses them outside the ring.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Kyoshi making the right choice!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Not if he doesn’t get this victory Dante!
[Keeping up the momentum while Justin King screams from ring side, Kyoshi grabs Devereaux’s leg, wraps around it, then locks in under the chin and applies an STF.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Kyoshi looking to shock the world and make Dick Devereaux tap out!
[As the referee begins to ask Dick if he wants to give up, he waves the referee off, while muscling his leg out of Kyoshi’s grasp. Devereaux begins to get to his knees, then slowly, foot by foot, to his feet with Kyoshi and his smaller frame still holding on for dear life. Devereaux then flashes a sinister look and smashes Kyoshi’s small frame to the canvas via a Samoan Drop. Dick then follows up and begins ruthlessly choking Kyoshi with one hand grasping the other while smiling to the crowd. Justin King once again jumps up on the apron, but this time, Devereaux doesn’t hesitate and levels King with a boot over the top rope, sending him down to the mat, Devereaux then hops out of the ring, grabs Justin King and tosses him upside into the barricade, with King landing on his neck. Dick Devereaux then begins wiping off his hands like he’s taken out the trash.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Justin King paying for his attempted involvement here!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Dante, you NEVER…EVER get in the way of a hardened Dick with goals!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - You can’t say that!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - What?!?! Isn’t Devereaux’s fist name Dick?
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - PHRASING!
[Dick then turns his attention back to the ring but is met with a sliding drop kick by Kyoshi that sends Devereaux back down to the floor. Kyoshi then attempts to climb out but the referee goes to stop him to remind him that the match can’t be won outside backing him up into the middle of the ring, just then, Devereaux quickly gets on the apron, enters the ring and charges at Kyoshi who pushes the referee out of the way to save him but in doing so, takes the brunt of another huge clothesline.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Sakaguchi Kyoshi tried to save the referee but got punished for his kindness!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Perfect example of why nice guys finish last Dante!
[Seizing the opportunity, Devereaux rolls out of the ring and folds up the steel chair that Mike Dempsey is sitting on after shoving him off, then retreats back to the ring with the chair.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Look out here!
[Kyoshi begins to get to his feet with his back to Dick Devereaux, he then stumbles, turning around and gets leveled by a chair shot that echoes throughout the arena. Devereaux then begins delivering chair shot after chair shot to both sides of the rib cage while Kyoshi tried to roll and avoid the shots but to no avail with each shot cracking him across either side of the abdomen. Devereaux then lays the chair across Kyoshi’s abdomen as he lays there, runs towards the ropes, bounces off and comes back with the Hand Grenade as the crowd cringes with Dick taking a bump of his own.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Dick Devereaux delivers the Hand Grenade on top of a steel chair, my god!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Perfect example of why violent guys finish first Dante!
[Dick Devereaux follows up with a cover.]
One…
Two…
Thr-…
[Kyoshi gets his shoulder up just before the referee can make the three count.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Kick out by Kyoshi!
[Devereaux rests his hands on his knees but instead of looking frustrated, he has a sadistic look on his face. Dick picks the chair back up and raises it over his head with his back to the ropes as Justin King has made it back to is feet, onto the apron and grabs the chair from behind but doesn’t take it from Devereaux’s hands. Devereaux turns around and with one hand still holding the chair now, he uses his other free hand to shove Justin King by the face off of the apron back into the same barricade he crashed into previously.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - It’s just not Justin King’s night!
[Devereaux turns around, now gripping the chair with both hands, sees Sakaguchi Kyoshi on his feet, swings with the chair which Kyoshi ducks, spins Dick around and hits a Blue Thunder Bomb into a sit down pinning position]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - What a counter by Sakaguchi Kyoshi with the Blue Thunder Bomb!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - He cheated again Dante!
One…
Two…
Thr-…
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Kick out by Dick Devereaux! Both men not willing to lay down for the other!
[Kyoshi is on both knees stunned that Devereaux kicked out but gets up and looks to be sizing Devereaux whose just beginning to get to his feet.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Kyoshi looks to be setting Devereaux up here!
[Kyoshi scoops Devereaux up looking for the Kyo Driver but Devereaux kicks his feet and uses his weight to fall behind Kyoshi.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Devereaux countered the Kyo Driver!
[Devereaux then tucks his head between Kyoshi’s legs from behind, lifts him up into an electrical chair position, then slides Kyoshi’s legs off, catches him in the package position and delivers the Pipebomb.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Pipebomb by Devereaux!
[Devereaux follows up with the pin.]
One…
Two…
Three!
Mike "Drop" Dempsey - Here is your winner, and heading to the finals match at Battle of Los Angeles, Dick Devereaux!
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - He did it, DDT! Devereaux is heading to Battle of Los Angeles!
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - I knew he'd pull it off! Now we wait to see who he will be headlining against, coming up next!
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Winner: Dick Devereaux via pinfall (Pipebomb)
the first rule
[Backstage, Tweeder is sitting on a bench next to his locker. His head bent down, in a trance as he focuses on what is coming up next. Suddenly, we can hear his music hit the PA, and the crowd goes in an uproar. He raises his head, and turns to the camera.]
Tweeder - The first rule of Union Battleground is that it’s my own personal playground. So, please spare me your thesis on my match with Emery Layton. It’s just one little game. In my playground, there are games being played all the time. It’s just one little piece of the puzzle. As all the players move across the board, believing themselves to be kings, queens, bishops, rooks, but they remain blissfully unaware that they're all pawns being orchestrated by me. Whether it’s Emery this week, whether it’s Crowbar last time on Lights Out, whether it’s MDK, you're all fragments of my bigger masterpiece.
Who I wrestle for is less important than what I wrestle for. My first objective being the first ever Union Battleground Champion. To quote Oscar Wilde, ‘They say we destroy the things we love, but really the things we love destroy us.’ Take Axel Graves for example. His passion has led to his success, but it will also prove to be his Waterloo, courtesy of what has come to be known as Ultra Violence.
[Tweeder stands up, straightens his ring gear, and reaches into his locker. He grabs a couple cold brews, cracks one open, and chugs it as he walks out of frame.]
emery layton vs tweeder
Mike “Drop” Dempsey – The following contest is tonight’s MAIN EVENT and is a semifinal match in the Union Battleground Championship Tournament! Introducing first, she weighed in today at 135 lbs and stands at five feet six inches! Hailing from Anywhere and Everywhere, EMERY LAYTON!
♫ EVERY TIME THAT I CRY OUT, NO ONE EVER COMES TO ME,
EVERY TIME THAT I REACH OUT, NO ONE EVER RESCUES ME ♫
[As "Somewhere Else to Be" by VAST 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, emerges from behind the curtain, clearly impressed with the amount of people have turned out. Her eyes are closed as she's swaying her head to the beat of the very unusual entrance music she uses, holding her arms out as she struts down the ramp. 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 pulls her beanie off and thrusts it into her pocket as she skates up the steel steps and climbs the turnbuckle. As the fans cheer, it's quite obviously not loud enough for her, as she lifts her arms up, indicating for them to get louder. 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. One final time, she holds her arms out, a pleased look on her face that just screams 'yes, I am quite good, feel free to cheer me'. Finally, removing her jacket she throws the battered old thing to the outside and finds a corner of the ring to sit down in, legs flat out, as she waits for the match to begin.]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – We have had one hell of a night, everyone!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – If the night ends with Emery Layton then I am going to go home a happy man!
“The Doctor” Dante Reed - And we are going to cap it off with the wrestler who is going to go to the finals to face Dick Deveraux to make history by becoming the FIRST Union Battleground Champion! Emery Layton or Tweeder are about to etch their place in history!
Mike “Drop” Dempsey – And her opponent! He weighed in today at 230 lbs and stands at six feet three inches! From Glasgow Scotland, TWEEDER!!!
♫ CAN'T YOU SEE, I'M EASILY BOTHERED BY PERSISTENCE?
ONE STEP FROM LASHING OUT AT YOU! ♫
[The lights go out and "Walk" by Pantera begins to play. The crowd in unison sings the first verse and finally the famous chorus hits and rocks the arena... RE! SPECT! WALK! ...what did you say? RE! SPECT! WALK! ...are you talkin' to me? The lights come back on inside the arena and we see the UltraViolent Icon Tweeder standing at the top of the entrance ramp holding a weed whacker in one hand and an open beer in the other. The crowd surrounding him goes absolutely crazy as Tweeder chugs the beer before tossing the foamy, empty can into the crowd! The weed whacker blade spins slowly as the engine idles. The heavy guitar riffs continue to blare through the PA system yet they barely cut through the loud cheering of the Bleacher Creatures - especially as Tweeder revs the engine to that extremely dangerous weapon! Tweeder turns his attention towards the ring, and he begins to walk down the entrance ramp with a purpose!]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – Just look at the size difference! Emery Layton is in for quite a match tonight.
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – Layton has taken on Hunter Grand and Anton Chase! I don’t think Tweeder scares her!
[Tweeder and Layton stand face to face. Layton looks determined, Tweeder looks unamused. The bell sounds and the two lock up. Tweeder easily gets the upper hand on Layton who throws her across the ring. Layton is unphased who rolls out of it and goes back into the collar and elbow tie up. Tweeder throws her off of him again. Layton rolls backwards and does it again. This time Layton is met with a stiff clothesline that flattens Layton. Tweeder picks her up and throws her into the corner. He runs to the other and charges into Layton for a big splash. Layton falls to the ground. Tweeder signals for the end to a quick match. He picks up Layton to hit the Ruck Over. He puts Layton into a front facelock. However, Layton is able to counter the Ruck Over. She leaps up and hits a backstabber on Tweeder. Tweeder hits the ground clutching his back, starring at Layton ins disbelief. Layton doesn’t give him a chance to capitalize! She hits a standing missile dropkick to the face of Tweeder who falls onto his back.]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – It is not going to be over that quick!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – Layton didn’t get to this point on accident!
[Layton locks in a knee bar on Tweeder. Tweeder, realizing what is happening quickly makes his way to the ropes and pulls himself to the outside. As Tweeder is catching his breath, Layton hits a suicide dive through the middle rope. The crowd erupts!]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – Suicide Dive! Suicide Dive from Emery Layton!
[Layton jumps into the crowd, she begins to scream “This is my time!” The crowd chants with her feverishly!]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – It looks like Tweeder has more than just Layton to worry about! He has to worry about an entire building filled with screaming fans!
[Layton picks up Tweeder and rolls him into the ring. Layton springboards off the ropes for a flying leg drop. Layton goes for the pin.]
… 1
KICK OUT!
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – Tweeder isn’t going down that easy!
[Tweeder and Layton gets to their feet. Tweeder hits a vicious headbutt, dropping Layton. Tweeder picks up Layton and hits a vicious DDT on the young woman. Tweeder goes for a pin.]
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT!!!
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – So far this has been a story of Tweeder being a dominant force and Layton not letting him finish her off!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – I just hope Layton walks out of here with the W! I want to see more of that!
[Tweeder flips Layton over and locks in the crossface! Layton screams in pain as Layton wrenches her neck. The ref asks her if she wants to quit. She resists. She kicks her legs, tryhing to reach the ropes. She lunges backwards, getting both feet hooked on the ropes. Tweeder breaks the hold after the ref counts to 4.]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – I don’t know how Layton can overcome this. This man is a beast, he is a monster!
[Tweeder picks up Layton and hits a german suplex. He holds on around her waist. He hits a second german suplex. Maintains. He hits a third german suplex. However, on the third german suplex, Layton tumbles backwards. Tweeder gets on one knee and is met with a shining wizard from Layton. Tweeder backs into the corner. Layton launches after him, hitting a dropkick on Tweeder.]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – Dropkick! What a vicious dropkick! Layton just will not give up!
[Layton drags Tweeder out of the corner. She goes for the cover.]
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT!
[Tweeder lunges up. The two wrestlers begin to exchange hands. Tweeder easily wins the duel, beating Layton into the ropes. Tweeder throws her against the ropes. Layton cartwheel springboards off the ropes and goes for an elbow. Tweeder catches her however and picks her up for a powerbomb into a pin.]
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT!
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – He should have pinned her shoulders! Leaving them exposed like that left Layton enough energy to kick up!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – At least he hooked the leg?
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – Yeah, I guess.
[Tweeder is showing signs of frustration. Wanting to put away the wrestler he thought would be a quick match. Tweeder picks up Layton and hits her with a standing clothesline. Layton flips and hits the canvas. Tweeder runs the ropes for a jumping elbow drop. But Layton rolls out of the way. Tweeder hits all canvas. Layton hits a standing moonsault senton on Tweeder. She goes for the pin.
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT!
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – These two wrestlers are not giving the other an inch! I can’t believe it!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – She better finish him off soon or Tweeder is going to make sure she isn’t wrestling anytime soon.
[Tweeder and Layton get to their feet. Both wrestlers have been taken to task. The two wrestlers begin to exchange hands Tweeder gets the upper hand. He picks up Layton and hits her with a brainbuster. He picks Layton up and hits her with a DDT. He picks her up again and hits another brainbuster. Layton looks done! Tweeder signals for the end. He picks her up and successfully hits the RUCK OVER!]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – Ruck over! Ruck Over! This is it! This has to be it!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – Turn out the lights, the party is over!
[Tweeder goes for the pin.]
… 1
… 2
… 3? NO!
[The referee stops the count and points to Layton’s leg which has fallen over the bottom rope. Tweeder can’t believe it! He yells at the referee and backs them into a corner. Layton however, is up. She rolls Tweeder up to his surprise.]
… 1
… 2
KICK OUT!
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – I can’t believe it! I can’t believe it! Layton is still in this thing! Layton could do it! Layton could go to the Battle of Los Angeles! She could go to face Dick Devereaux for a chance to become the first Union Battleground Champion!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – HOW?!
[Tweeder tries to get the upper hand, but Layton is fired up. Layton hits an enzuguri on Tweeder. Layton hits another standing moonsault. She jumps up bounces off the ropes for a springboard moonsault. Tweeder is reeling. Tweeder gets to his feet and is met with a two handed bulldog. Layton is screaming to the crowd. The crowd is on their feet. They are chanting for the young woman from anywhere and everywhere to grab the brass ring! Layton is feeling it. Tweeder gets to his knee. Layton hits a running high knee on Tweeder. She screams for the end.]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – She is going for the Prikasa! It could be time for the end! Punch the ticket Layton! Punch the ticket to LA!
[Layton picks up Tweeder, but Tweeder pushes Layton into the referee. The referee grasps his eye as Layton’s elbow connects hard to his face. Tweeder takes this opportunity. He reaches outside of the ring, and grabs his signature weed wacker! Tweeder holds it in a military press position, and rushes over to annihilate Emery! She's out cold and looks to be busted open!]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – What the hell was that!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – Insurance!
[Tweeder hits the Ruck Over on Layton. He rolls her up for the pin in the corner. His feet are on the second rope! The referee, however, doesn’t see it!]
… 1
… 2
… 3!!!!!
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – DAMMIT! DAMMIT! Tweeder sneaks one away from Emery Layton and the Union Battleground faithful!
[The crowd boos as Tweeder rolls out of the ring celebrating and making his way to the back. Emery Layton is rubbing the powder out of her eyes, unable to believe what had happened.]
“The Doctor” Dante Reed – Emery Layton had this one! She had it! But Tweeder stole it from her!
“Diamond” Dick Thrasher – I have to give Layton credit! That woman put on one hell of a show! But the veteran Tweeder got the best of her and because of that the finals is set! It is Tweeder vs. Dick Devereaux! The WINNER becomes the FIRST UNION BATTLEGROUND CHAMPION!
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Mike "Drop" Dempsey - Here is your winner, and going to the finals of the Union Battleground Championship at Battle of Los Angeles, Tweeder!
​
Winner: Tweeder via pinfall (Ruck Over)
state of the union address
♫ THERE AIN'T NO GRAVE, CAN HOLD MY, BODY DOWN ♫
[Just as Tweeder is celebrating his victory, the arena dims and transitions to a blue hue. Fog begins to bellow out from the stage entrance and the crowd begins to cheer.]
"The Doctor" Dante Reed - Well we had to expect to see Axel Graves out here at some point tonight.
"Diamond" Dick Thrasher - Saving the best for last!
[Axel walks out to the main stage, and the crowd is on their feet. Graves is dressed sharply, wearing all black as usual, shades, and a Dunhill peacoat. Rested on his shoulder is the Union Battleground Championship. Axel removes his shades and rests them on his head. He pulls a mic from his back pocket and begins his speech.]
Axel Graves - Ladies and Gentlemen... Wow! What a night we just witnessed! What a monumental night for Union Battleground! The cards are set for Battle of Los Angeles... We will see that man standing in the ring, Tweeder, going up against "The Butcher of the Battleground" Dick Devereaux! I don't think it was much of a surprise, reading the tweets and hashtags all over social media. It seems like destiny that you two will face off at our first big event. Two loose cannons, two maniacs with no regards to their own personal safety. Two fighters who will do whatever it takes to meet their goals. Two warriors who epitomizes what the Battleground is all about.
TWEE-DER! DEV-ER-EAU! TWEE-DER! DEV-ER-EAUX! TWEE-DER! DEV-ER-EAUX!
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Axel Graves - But let's not take anything away from Emery Layton and Sakaguchi Kyoshi... Let's be honest, it could have gone either way in these semifinal matches, but the stars were not aligned for Layton and Kyoshi... I haven't seen this kind of determination and drive from those two in a very long time. Which brings me to my next point. During one of my meetings of other company owners who are represented in this promotion, one such individual asked me, "Axel, why do you guys have just one championship? You have so much talent there to expand." And I couldn't agree more with the notion about the talent. But to me, this company was built on an ultimate prize. Singular. PRIZE.
[The crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and jeers.]
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Axel Graves - But then... I started giving it some more thought. What if the Battleground DID have more than one championship? What were the possibilities? The more I thought about it, the more I warmed up to idea... Speaking of which, it's a little warm out here in beautiful Pico Rivera, California isn't it?!
[The crowd gives an ovation to the cheap pop. Graves smiles it off, and begins to unbutton his peacoat. As he slides the expensive coat off, he reveals that he is wearing another championship belt underneath! The silver plate has an intricate design, with what appears to be a demon skull as the main feature.]
Axel Graves - I must be getting soft in my old age. As you can see, I conceded to the idea, and would like to officially announce the newest championship to Union Battleground, the Trench War Championship! And it will be decided at Battle of Los Angeles! Emery Layton versus Sakaguchi Kyoshi!
[Axel drops the mic and the crowd is sent in pandemonium while "Ain't No Grave" hits the PA system. Axel rips the Trench War Championship off and with one in each hand, raises the two company championships high in the air as L!GHTS OUT slowly fades out.]
credits
Maverick vs Jason Bourne - Axel Graves
Take some Notes - Chris Andrew
Camila Martinez vs Mandi Morrison - Crane/Kyoshi
New Debut/New Union - Trixie/Jason Bourne
Let's Make a Deal - Hannah Kristiansen/MDK
Nemesis vs Malcolm San Cross - Axel Graves
One More Time - Anton Chase
Saint Saito vs Damon Xalvador - Axel Graves
The First Little Piggy - Saint Saito
Shark Bait - The Outliers/KGZ
Dick Devereaux vs Sakaguchi Kyoshi - Nemesis
The First Rule - Tweeder
Tweeder vs Emery Layton - Crane/Kyoshi
State of the Union Address - Axel Graves