Post by silentpartner on Feb 24, 2019 15:58:16 GMT -5
The crowd inside the Hong Kong Coliseum are waiting for the first match of the evening before Blitz goes live on the air for Fite TV. Instead of being greeted with the Strange Bedfellows Tag Team Match. The purveyor of a Heritage of Hate, NovaCaine walks through the curtain heading towards the ring to a chorus of boos. Nova flashes that infamous trademark smirk as he reaches ringside and goes over the security railing into the front row.
The fans scatter with Nova taking a seat going back to eating, picking up one of the fans drinks to wash it down with a grin.
"Bring on those damn Mimes!!"
Nova kicks back in his seat propping up his feet on the security railing.
The fans scatter with Nova taking a seat going back to eating, picking up one of the fans drinks to wash it down with a grin.
"Bring on those damn Mimes!!"
Nova kicks back in his seat propping up his feet on the security railing.
Brooklyn Light makes her way out onto the stage dressed in her cyberpunk gear, but she doesn't look 100% happy to be in this situation as she makes her way down to the ring, pausing to slap a few hands desperate to have a moment with the fan favorite. Soon after Joe Walsh's 'Turn To Stone' hits, and everyone in the arena turns in surprise, recognizing Cross Recoba's theme music. Their boo's turn to a mixed reaction, mingled with laughter, as Dakota Jennings appears on stage, doing her best Recoba impression. She even pushes her hair out of her eyes the way he does, though the long blonde locks cascade down her face to reveal a coy grin as she stalks down to the ring. When she enters, she steps to the center of the ring for a pose, and then casts a more serious glance at Brooklyn as if she just remembered the woman was there. The two women are obviously not thrilled with this, but neither of them are in the mind to lose either, so they share short clipped statements on strategy while awaiting their opponents.
The fans watch awestruck as Francis Ford Cuppola steps out onto the stage, followed by The French Mime Assassins wearing silk kimonos, and dressed up like Geisha's. The crowd immediately begins to boo, and Francis looks about confused at the reaction, never realizing that Geisha's are apart of Japanese culture, and that they are currently in Hong Kong. The Mimes, for their part, look miserable as they are led to the ring, and Francis, oblivious, just directs them to go in and do their best while he pulls out his notepad and starts crossing out a line of text written there. When the camera passes over his shoulder, it see'sHong Kong Geisha Street Profits.
Dakota Jennings starts the match against Comme Ca, the two going through a series of chain wrestling, resulting with Dakota getting the upper hand. From there she whips the woman from corner to post, taking her head off with a Lariat each time. At one point Dakota suplexes the Mime close to her corner, and when she pops to her feet to follow up, she feels a slap on her back from Brooklyn Light. The women have a stare down after Light enters the ring, words are exchanged, but eventually Jennings relents to the referee's pleas to get out on the apron. From there, Light begins working over Comme Ca with a series of strikes in the corner, pulling her out and nailing her with a swinging neck breaker.
This results in Dakota laughing over in the corner, and Light steps over to confront her. The two women argue back and forth on whether the move was properly executed, giving Comme Ca enough time to crawl over and make the tag to Comme Ci. Jennings points out what has just happened to Light, and she turns around to run into a dropkick from the Mime that takes her off her feet. Light comes back up, but Comme Ci is on her with forearm shots to the skull, driving her into a neutral corner. She whips her to the far side, but upon following her in for a lariat, is caught by Light's upturned boots that begs her off. From there, Light comes tearing out of the corner with a high knee strike that drops the Mime, and results in more criticism from her corner.
Light indicates that if Dakota thinks she can do better, than she can certainly try, tagging the woman in, and stepping out on the apron. Jennings takes up the challenge, entering the ring to drop Comme Ca with a running leg lariat, followed up by a front falling elbow drop from the second turnbuckle. From there it turns into a show off session, multiple tags between Jennings and Light as they try and show up the other with move after move. Every time Comme Ca gets the opportunity to make a comeback, it ends up being thwarted and a quick tag results in a fresh opponent dropping her in another series of moves. A few pinfall attempts are made, and to the credit of the French Mime Assassin, she manages to get out, but some of them are very close.
For their part, Light and Jennings, regardless of their reasoning for doing so, work very well as a team, dismantling their opponent with critical efficiency. Finally, at her wits end, and unable to watch her sister take anymore punishment at the hands of these two show ups, Comme Ci storms into the ring, attacking Jennings from behind while she's in the midst of trying to slam her partner one more time. Dakota is taken unaware, and Comme Ci manages to get the upper hand despite the referee's admonishment, but to everyone's surprise, Brooklyn Light blindsides her with a spear, and the two women begin rolling around the ring trading shots until finally rolling right under the bottom rope to crash on the floor.
Meanwhile, Comme Ca has had a moment to catch her breath, and she takes Dakota Jennings by the wrist and whips her into the ropes. As Dakota comes back, Comme Ca ducks her head for a back body drop, but Jennings manages to sidestep and gets her by a fistful of hair to snap her down to the mat on the back of her skull. From there, Jennings takes her by the ears and slams the back of her head against the canvas several times, before looking up to see that Comme Ci has gotten the better of Brooklyn Light on the outside. Deciding she needed to pay the woman back for running interference earlier, she hits off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, and thunders back across only to suicide dive between the middle and top rope, taking out Comme Ci where she stands!
Brooklyn Light and Dakota Jennings rise at the same time in a stare off, and after a moment, both women nod with some measure of respect, before picking the Mime up and tossing her under the bottom rope. Now all four competitors are back in the ring, and the referee looks like he's about to have a conniption when Brooklyn Light nails Comme Ca with a reverse Russian leg sweep at the same time that Dakota Jennings nails Comme Ci with a super kick that takes her head off. Both women drop down upon the Mime's, hooking the leg for a cover, glaring at one another. The ref, not certain what to do anymore, drops down and makes the count while Francis watches on the outside in disappointment.
After the bell, Dakota and Brooklyn slowly rise off of the Mime's, allowing them to roll to the outside to make their exit while they maintain their death glare. After a moment, Dakota smiles slightly, and Brooklyn returns the smirk, both women exiting the ring together, but never taking their eyes off one another. The fans, unsure what to do, cheer the team as they make their way up the ramp and into the back.
The fans watch awestruck as Francis Ford Cuppola steps out onto the stage, followed by The French Mime Assassins wearing silk kimonos, and dressed up like Geisha's. The crowd immediately begins to boo, and Francis looks about confused at the reaction, never realizing that Geisha's are apart of Japanese culture, and that they are currently in Hong Kong. The Mimes, for their part, look miserable as they are led to the ring, and Francis, oblivious, just directs them to go in and do their best while he pulls out his notepad and starts crossing out a line of text written there. When the camera passes over his shoulder, it see's
Dakota Jennings starts the match against Comme Ca, the two going through a series of chain wrestling, resulting with Dakota getting the upper hand. From there she whips the woman from corner to post, taking her head off with a Lariat each time. At one point Dakota suplexes the Mime close to her corner, and when she pops to her feet to follow up, she feels a slap on her back from Brooklyn Light. The women have a stare down after Light enters the ring, words are exchanged, but eventually Jennings relents to the referee's pleas to get out on the apron. From there, Light begins working over Comme Ca with a series of strikes in the corner, pulling her out and nailing her with a swinging neck breaker.
This results in Dakota laughing over in the corner, and Light steps over to confront her. The two women argue back and forth on whether the move was properly executed, giving Comme Ca enough time to crawl over and make the tag to Comme Ci. Jennings points out what has just happened to Light, and she turns around to run into a dropkick from the Mime that takes her off her feet. Light comes back up, but Comme Ci is on her with forearm shots to the skull, driving her into a neutral corner. She whips her to the far side, but upon following her in for a lariat, is caught by Light's upturned boots that begs her off. From there, Light comes tearing out of the corner with a high knee strike that drops the Mime, and results in more criticism from her corner.
Light indicates that if Dakota thinks she can do better, than she can certainly try, tagging the woman in, and stepping out on the apron. Jennings takes up the challenge, entering the ring to drop Comme Ca with a running leg lariat, followed up by a front falling elbow drop from the second turnbuckle. From there it turns into a show off session, multiple tags between Jennings and Light as they try and show up the other with move after move. Every time Comme Ca gets the opportunity to make a comeback, it ends up being thwarted and a quick tag results in a fresh opponent dropping her in another series of moves. A few pinfall attempts are made, and to the credit of the French Mime Assassin, she manages to get out, but some of them are very close.
For their part, Light and Jennings, regardless of their reasoning for doing so, work very well as a team, dismantling their opponent with critical efficiency. Finally, at her wits end, and unable to watch her sister take anymore punishment at the hands of these two show ups, Comme Ci storms into the ring, attacking Jennings from behind while she's in the midst of trying to slam her partner one more time. Dakota is taken unaware, and Comme Ci manages to get the upper hand despite the referee's admonishment, but to everyone's surprise, Brooklyn Light blindsides her with a spear, and the two women begin rolling around the ring trading shots until finally rolling right under the bottom rope to crash on the floor.
Meanwhile, Comme Ca has had a moment to catch her breath, and she takes Dakota Jennings by the wrist and whips her into the ropes. As Dakota comes back, Comme Ca ducks her head for a back body drop, but Jennings manages to sidestep and gets her by a fistful of hair to snap her down to the mat on the back of her skull. From there, Jennings takes her by the ears and slams the back of her head against the canvas several times, before looking up to see that Comme Ci has gotten the better of Brooklyn Light on the outside. Deciding she needed to pay the woman back for running interference earlier, she hits off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, and thunders back across only to suicide dive between the middle and top rope, taking out Comme Ci where she stands!
Brooklyn Light and Dakota Jennings rise at the same time in a stare off, and after a moment, both women nod with some measure of respect, before picking the Mime up and tossing her under the bottom rope. Now all four competitors are back in the ring, and the referee looks like he's about to have a conniption when Brooklyn Light nails Comme Ca with a reverse Russian leg sweep at the same time that Dakota Jennings nails Comme Ci with a super kick that takes her head off. Both women drop down upon the Mime's, hooking the leg for a cover, glaring at one another. The ref, not certain what to do anymore, drops down and makes the count while Francis watches on the outside in disappointment.
After the bell, Dakota and Brooklyn slowly rise off of the Mime's, allowing them to roll to the outside to make their exit while they maintain their death glare. After a moment, Dakota smiles slightly, and Brooklyn returns the smirk, both women exiting the ring together, but never taking their eyes off one another. The fans, unsure what to do, cheer the team as they make their way up the ramp and into the back.
Winners by Pinfall: Brooklyn Light & Dakota Jennings
The camera cuts from the main banner displayed at the top of the screen to a sweeping shot of the Hong Kong Coliseum. Pyro begins firing off across the stage, and the fans come to their feet at the sight of themselves on the big screen, cheering wildly and holding up their signs. One reads, "Zombie Clan Rulez", while another says, "Zachariah Krahe Is My Daddy!", and another says, "Brodie Come Paint My House!" Several Skellicorn, Fantanasy, Face of Wrestling, and Cooper Is King T-Shirts permeate the crowd, when suddenly the camera view shifts to one overlooking the ring. The camera zooms down the ramp, rises up over the top rope, through the ring, and finally drops down to settle on the announce booth where The Othello Brothers await with excited expressions.
Laurence Othello: Welcome everyone to another episode of Blitz on Fite TV, coming to you LIVE from the Hong Kong Coliseum, in The People's Republic of China!
Kenneth Othello: This guy to my left is my partner in crime, Laurence Othello, and I am Kenneth Othello, and together, we are...
The Othello Brothers: THE OTHELLO BROTHERS!
LO: That's right folks, we'll be your hosts, as always, this evening, and do we have a hell of a show for you tonight!
KO: No doubt, but before we get into the rundown, how about that Undercard match? It almost looked like Brooklyn Light and Dakota Jennings were enjoying themselves there at the end.
LO: I don't know about that, but they certainly got the job done against The French Mime Assassins! I guess Francis is going to have to go back to the drawing board, as they were not well received after that Geisha stunt...
KO: Eh, they all look the same to me...
LO: KEN!
KO: I was talking about the Mime's, Nimrod! They're twins!
LO: Oh...heh....right...Anyways, so what about tonight's show. Are you ready?
KO: Damn right, I'm ready. Battle Royal's are usually big cluster's that end up with lots of excitement, but this one has incentive, and will have more than ONE winner! First time I've ever seen one like this...
LO: True enough. By it's nature it's every man for himself, but this dynamic of the last two to survive becoming a Lethal Lottery Tag Team to earn a shot into the Main Event at the PPV is unprecedented! Can't wait to see how that plays out, because we could see some alliances by folks who have familiarity.
KO: Yeah, or we could see a team formed that really meshes well as a result. I mean, Battle Royals are a war of attrition. It's all about survival, and when you get two competitors in that mindset, there's no telling where they might go.
LO: Yeah, but that's not all. We are going to determine at least two of the teams that will be going on to Allegiance to compete for the Chimera Tag Team Championships, as the 2nd Round of The Chimera Tag Tournament rolls on.
KO: We got the team of Andrew Vilar & Zack Fantana, two fan favorites, going up against a juggernaut of a team in Brennan Devlin and Cosmo Cooper! We're talking about the Apex Champion, top of the mountain, and then last guy to challenge for it, and quite possibly the next in line again when all is said and done.
LO: Devlin and Cooper are phenomenal superstars individually, but I still get the feeling that somehow things are going to implode. They hate each other, Ken, plain and simple, and you know that plays a major factor in what might happen here tonight.
KO: Maybe, but they made it through the first round alright...
LO: Alright? At the beginning Devlin was a complete ass to Cooper, and at the end, Cosmo sent a message that he could take him out anytime. I wouldn't say anything about it was alright.
KO: Whatever. What about this turn of events? E. Bradley Knox is going to replace Davy Blossom as Roxi Johnson's partner in the tournament, and they'll be taking on a tried and true family in The Zombie Clan!
LO: Yeah, but have the Zombie's recovered after what happened at the end of last show? I mean, Zachariah Krahe really sent a hard message to them, and I'm afraid this may be only the beginning...
KO: Fukushima is definitely feeling the hurt, but that's why she wasn't booked. I hear she had a match in DTW, but I don't know how, especially after everything she went through. But Hey, they are a tough group, and it's Aoki and Siberia. I think they'll be fine.
LO: Well, Knox has already expressed this thing with Roxi won't work, and that's another factor to the match. I guess we'll see who fares the better later on tonight.
KO: Speaking of folks that don't get along, we got a rematch from Blitz#9, but this time, Zachariah Krahe is the challenger, and Brodie is the UnYielding Champion. Not to mention, SHE BROKE THE STREAK!
LO: That she did, in an unbelievable contest against Zack Fantana last show. I can only say that, with all the momentum Brodie has had in the past several months, it's hard to imagine her getting derailed.
KO: Yeah, but we're talking about Zachariah Krahe here? I mean, the guy just electrocuted someone last show. We all got the message that he is capable of just about anything, and I think that includes putting Brodie away. After all, he's done it twice before.
LO: I'll remind you she has two wins over him as well.
KO: That means this could be the deciding factor.
LO: Maybe, but if you listen to Brodie, this fight is going to go on forever.
KO: Good. These two understand my brand of violence! However, I think if you are going to use the word, 'violence', you have to include The Zombie Clan into your equation.
LO: Absolutely, and after they compete here tonight in our opening bout, the entire group will be on Where There's Stoke's, There's Fire to give us a response after being dealt such a heavy blow by Krahe.
KO: Something tells me that they won't just be responding with words, Laur.
LO: I think you might be right, but before we find out, we'll have singles action between two women who have become something of tag team experts as of late.
KO: Can you call them tag team experts when their teams are in jeopardy of falling apart? So much so that they had to get management to force their partners into teaming together to try and find some common ground?
LO: It's a strange situation, Ken, but I anticipate that Vannah White and Iota Psi are going to put on a classic here tonight, not only for us, but as an example to their respective partners. I know you hate it, but two people can go into that ring with mutual respect, and walk out of it as professionals without underhanded tactics.
KO: You're right, Laur....I hate it!
LO: Well folks, I think we've hyped it up enough. I say we start the show!
Laurence Othello: Welcome everyone to another episode of Blitz on Fite TV, coming to you LIVE from the Hong Kong Coliseum, in The People's Republic of China!
Kenneth Othello: This guy to my left is my partner in crime, Laurence Othello, and I am Kenneth Othello, and together, we are...
The Othello Brothers: THE OTHELLO BROTHERS!
LO: That's right folks, we'll be your hosts, as always, this evening, and do we have a hell of a show for you tonight!
KO: No doubt, but before we get into the rundown, how about that Undercard match? It almost looked like Brooklyn Light and Dakota Jennings were enjoying themselves there at the end.
LO: I don't know about that, but they certainly got the job done against The French Mime Assassins! I guess Francis is going to have to go back to the drawing board, as they were not well received after that Geisha stunt...
KO: Eh, they all look the same to me...
LO: KEN!
KO: I was talking about the Mime's, Nimrod! They're twins!
LO: Oh...heh....right...Anyways, so what about tonight's show. Are you ready?
KO: Damn right, I'm ready. Battle Royal's are usually big cluster's that end up with lots of excitement, but this one has incentive, and will have more than ONE winner! First time I've ever seen one like this...
LO: True enough. By it's nature it's every man for himself, but this dynamic of the last two to survive becoming a Lethal Lottery Tag Team to earn a shot into the Main Event at the PPV is unprecedented! Can't wait to see how that plays out, because we could see some alliances by folks who have familiarity.
KO: Yeah, or we could see a team formed that really meshes well as a result. I mean, Battle Royals are a war of attrition. It's all about survival, and when you get two competitors in that mindset, there's no telling where they might go.
LO: Yeah, but that's not all. We are going to determine at least two of the teams that will be going on to Allegiance to compete for the Chimera Tag Team Championships, as the 2nd Round of The Chimera Tag Tournament rolls on.
KO: We got the team of Andrew Vilar & Zack Fantana, two fan favorites, going up against a juggernaut of a team in Brennan Devlin and Cosmo Cooper! We're talking about the Apex Champion, top of the mountain, and then last guy to challenge for it, and quite possibly the next in line again when all is said and done.
LO: Devlin and Cooper are phenomenal superstars individually, but I still get the feeling that somehow things are going to implode. They hate each other, Ken, plain and simple, and you know that plays a major factor in what might happen here tonight.
KO: Maybe, but they made it through the first round alright...
LO: Alright? At the beginning Devlin was a complete ass to Cooper, and at the end, Cosmo sent a message that he could take him out anytime. I wouldn't say anything about it was alright.
KO: Whatever. What about this turn of events? E. Bradley Knox is going to replace Davy Blossom as Roxi Johnson's partner in the tournament, and they'll be taking on a tried and true family in The Zombie Clan!
LO: Yeah, but have the Zombie's recovered after what happened at the end of last show? I mean, Zachariah Krahe really sent a hard message to them, and I'm afraid this may be only the beginning...
KO: Fukushima is definitely feeling the hurt, but that's why she wasn't booked. I hear she had a match in DTW, but I don't know how, especially after everything she went through. But Hey, they are a tough group, and it's Aoki and Siberia. I think they'll be fine.
LO: Well, Knox has already expressed this thing with Roxi won't work, and that's another factor to the match. I guess we'll see who fares the better later on tonight.
KO: Speaking of folks that don't get along, we got a rematch from Blitz#9, but this time, Zachariah Krahe is the challenger, and Brodie is the UnYielding Champion. Not to mention, SHE BROKE THE STREAK!
LO: That she did, in an unbelievable contest against Zack Fantana last show. I can only say that, with all the momentum Brodie has had in the past several months, it's hard to imagine her getting derailed.
KO: Yeah, but we're talking about Zachariah Krahe here? I mean, the guy just electrocuted someone last show. We all got the message that he is capable of just about anything, and I think that includes putting Brodie away. After all, he's done it twice before.
LO: I'll remind you she has two wins over him as well.
KO: That means this could be the deciding factor.
LO: Maybe, but if you listen to Brodie, this fight is going to go on forever.
KO: Good. These two understand my brand of violence! However, I think if you are going to use the word, 'violence', you have to include The Zombie Clan into your equation.
LO: Absolutely, and after they compete here tonight in our opening bout, the entire group will be on Where There's Stoke's, There's Fire to give us a response after being dealt such a heavy blow by Krahe.
KO: Something tells me that they won't just be responding with words, Laur.
LO: I think you might be right, but before we find out, we'll have singles action between two women who have become something of tag team experts as of late.
KO: Can you call them tag team experts when their teams are in jeopardy of falling apart? So much so that they had to get management to force their partners into teaming together to try and find some common ground?
LO: It's a strange situation, Ken, but I anticipate that Vannah White and Iota Psi are going to put on a classic here tonight, not only for us, but as an example to their respective partners. I know you hate it, but two people can go into that ring with mutual respect, and walk out of it as professionals without underhanded tactics.
KO: You're right, Laur....I hate it!
LO: Well folks, I think we've hyped it up enough. I say we start the show!
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall or submission, and is a 2nd Round Chimera Tag Tournament Match! The winner of this match will go on to compete in the Tag Team Turmoil Main Event at Allegiance!
The lights go dim, and 'The Touch' by Stan Bush's 80's theme hits over the PA System. All of the lead lights pulse pink, and then swing down to illuminate the stage when Roxi Johnson bursts through the curtain full of energy. The fans come to their feet as she stops at the top of the ramp, running in place, and she pumps her fist in the air. A resounding cheer goes up as she moves from one end of the stage to the other, peering out at the crowd as they pump their fists right back at her.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, standing at five foot six and weighting in at 132 pounds, hailing from Tampa, Florida....she is Valor Pro's resident Super Hero....ROXI JOHNNSSOONNNN!!!
Roxi makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans, and acknowledging signs that were made just for her. Reaching ringside she belly slides under the bottom rope, pops up to her feet, and then takes the second turnbuckle of the far corner, fist pumping in the air all the while. The music suddenly shifts to 'Brainfog' by Static X, and the lights flash along with the electronic beats against what looks like a mirror finish in the background, creating a prism effect as E. Bradley Knox steps out onto the stage.
Ring Announcer: And introducing her tag partner, standing at six foot three and weighing in at 190 pounds, hailing from...errr...Cyber Space, in his own words he is 'The Smartest Man In The World'.....E. BRADLEY KNOXXXX!!
He pauses, letting his stoic expression pass over the fans, and then starts his trek down to the ring staring straight ahead. Upon reaching ringside, he carefully takes the steps up to the apron, where he wipes his feet a few times before slipping between the ropes. Roxi watches the expressionless man step over to their corner, do a few stretches against the ropes, and then step back out onto the apron to passively wait for the match to begin.
LO: This guy is strange...
KO: No doubt, but he's already proven he can get the job done. Not a lot of flash and pizaz, but if you can get someone on the ground and make them give up, you don't really need it.
LO: I guess, but it's like he doesn't react to anything. Even when he won last show, he just allowed his arm to be raised, and then made his exit. I wonder what gets this guy excited?
KO: Laur, sometimes it's best to leave things like that a mystery...
The lights go dim and the big screen above the stage flickers to life with the sound of an army of marching zombies filtering through the screen. Smoke fills the entry way as 'Courage' by the Minutemen comes over the PA System, and out steps Aokigahara Zombie wearing his ring gear and his trademark black leather motor cycle jacket. He's followed by Siberia, wearing her traditional robe with warring dragons, and the two step side by side up to the top of the stage to a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Ring Announcer: And introducing their opponents, weighting in at a combined weight of 360 pounds, and hailing from Japan and Russia respectively, SIBERIA ZOMBIE...AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE....THE ZOMBIE CLAN!
Aoki roars and starts down to the ring, while Siberia stalks beside him, determined eyes never leaving her opponents in the ring. They reach ringside, and Aoki climbs the steps while Siberia leaps to the apron, both entering the ring at the same time. Siberia immediately disrobes, and delivers martial art's style strikes to the top turnbuckle in their corner, while Aoki slips out of his jacket while flashing a grin of anticipation across the ring at their opponents.
LO: If The Zombie Clan have been shaken by the end of last show, they certainly aren't showing it here...
KO: Of course not, Laur. You can't go around telegraphing any weaknesses. Besides, Aoki seems to thrive on that sort of thing, and Siberia just wants to do the right thing.
LO: Sure, but that was pretty extreme the last we saw Aoki and Fukushima. I mean, the woman was electrocuted right in front of him.
KO: Well, it looks like Aoki is going to let Siberia handle this in the early going, and Roxi Johnson and she are very familiar with one another. They helped light the Valor Pro product on fire in the early goings of the promotion!
The bell sounds, and Siberia and Roxi begin to circle in the center of the ring. The two women move in for a collar and elbow tie up, but at the last second Siberia changes directions, sending a sweeping thigh kick into Roxi's leg that begs her off. She follows suit with another, and another, each one forcing Roxi back and causing her to shake her leg. When she has her almost in the corner, Siberia wades in to do what she does best, and that's quick successive martial arts strikes that trap her opponent and bite like snakes. Roxi, however, has the movement scouted, and rather than be trapped manages to dodge a few of the blows, and fights out of the corner with overhand rights that now have Siberia forced back. One of her strikes is ducked and it causes Roxi to spin around off balance, and Siberia steps forward, slipping her head under her arm, and lifts up for a side suplex. Roxi manages to flip over rather than slam to the mat, and lands on her feet behind Zombie. When Siberia spins back around to face her, she's surprised with a high standing dropkick that sends her hurtling spine first into the corner they were fighting in.
LO: Action has already started out hot and heavy, and if you'll remember these two have faced one another on at least two other occasions in triple threat matches that saw Siberia win the first, and Roxi win the second.
KO: Yeah, but that was then, and this is now, and Roxi has the upper hand as she moves into the corner with a shoulder thrust, another one, and now a back hand spring into a RUNNING SHOULDER THRUST!
LO: Siberia comes stumbling out of the corner holding her midsection, and Roxi hops up to the second turnbuckle, and DIVES OFF CATCHING HER IN A BULLDOG!
KO: Roxi going for the pin, and this one could be over early!
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2...
LO: Kick Out! Siberia out at two, and Roxi already pulling her back to her feet and pushing her into the ropes. Sends her off now, and Siberia on her way back...
KO: Ducks the lariat attempt by Roxi, and bounces off the ropes one more time only to duck a back elbow attempt....coming back for a third time and manages to hook Roxi's arm as she goes, swinging up to leg scissor the other, and drags her down into a crucifix pin!
1...
2...
LO: Roxi gets out at two, and both women to their feet! Roxi with a swing and a miss, and OH! Siberia with a high knee lift right into the center of Roxi's spine, bending her backwards. Now she hooks her by the chin, and DRIVES THE WOMAN STRAIGHT BACK ACROSS HER KNEE FOR A MODIFIED BACK BREAKER!
KO: Haven't seen that one before out of Siberia. Must be learning new tricks.
Siberia shoves Roxi off her knee and down to the canvas, and then pushes up to step over to her corner and make the tag to Aoki, who eagerly slips into the ring and goes right for Roxi. The woman has barely made to her feet before he comes rushing in and buries his boot into her midsection, doubling her over. From there he gets a fist full of hair and calls out to the crowd with a grin, before bringing his forehead abruptly forward to crash into her skull. Roxi is sent thundering to the mat after the headbutt, and Aoki drops to one knee, trapping her between his legs, opening up with piston like fists into the woman's face. Roxi manages to cover up, but Aoki is relentless, eventually moving back up to his feet and abandoning the fists for stomps. Finally he stops his assault, and lets out a war cry to the audience, who give him a mixed reaction, mostly boo's because his opponent is Roxi Johnson.
LO: This Hong Kong crowd are pretty big fans of the Zombie Clan, but I'm pretty sure everywhere the world over loves Roxi Johnson, and Aoki looks a little surprised by the reaction he's getting here.
KO: Yeah, but now that seems to only fuel his violence, cause he just pulled Roxi up and delivered a front kick to her chest to send her flying back into the corner.
Aokigahara follows her in, and is taken by surprise when she fires out with a chop that lights up his chest. Aoki says something guttural in Japanese, and then lights her up with a chop of his own. Roxi recoils, but only for a moment, before firing in another chop. Before you know it, the two superstars begin trading chops in the corner, the fans now coming to their feet in cheers. Back and forth they go, until what Aoki was expecting to be another chop, ends up being a fist to the jaw instead, which causes him to stumble back a bit to allow Roxi out of the corner. Roxi grabs the man behind the head, and pulls him to where he's now leaned into the corner, and opens up with those rights in quick succession. Aoki's head bounces between her fist and the top turnbuckle, until finally Roxi steps up to the second, and rocks his head back to hammer down into his skull.
LO: This capacity crowd is counting along with Roxi's fists, and they are up to a count of seven...OH! AOKI JUST LIFTED ROXI OUT OF THE CORNER, carries her to the center of the ring, and.....INVERTED ATOMIC DROP!
KO: Roxi hit the ground clutching her midsection, but Aoki just stumbled to his knee's. She must have been packing some power behind those punches!
Both competitors sit there for a moment, catching their breath, but Roxi starts to move to get to her feet, stumbling towards her corner, while Aoki trudges towards his while still on his knees. As Roxi gets closer, E. Bradley Knox just stands there observing her, and when she reaches up for a tag, he cocks his head to the side, but eventually offers a hesitant hand. She slaps it, shaking her head, and then rolling under the bottom rope to get out of the ring to recover. On the other side, Aoki tags his partner's waiting hand, and the Siberian Buzzsaw thunders into the ring, making a B-line right for Knox who hasn't even entered the ring yet. He gives the ferocious woman heading his way the same uncertain look, but when she dives at him with a right hand, his arm comes up to block it, and he nails her with one of his own that knocks her back.
LO: Knox is like a robot out here trying to figure out the humans, and he just entered the ring, but here comes Siberia again!
KO: Bradley side steps her, and pushes her on the back as she passes by so that she runs headfirst into his teams corner. Siberia spinning around now, and KNOX OPENS UP WITH LEFT JABS AND RIGHT HOOKS!
LO: That came out of nowhere...like somebody just flipped a switch, and he went into fight mode!
Being a martial arts expert, Siberia does manage to cover up and block some of the damage, but those fists that do find their way to her skull cause her to falter. It's a big uppercut that finds it's mark that causes the woman to drop all defenses, ringing her bell so much that she falls to a seated position against the turnbuckles. Knox grabs her and pulls her up, leading just far enough out of the corner to wraps his arms around her and send her flying with a belly to belly overhead suplex. Siberia crashes and skids across the mat all the way to her corner, and Aoki reaches out and slaps her on the shoulder before she can make a proper tag, all the while regarding Knox in wonder.
LO: Not even Aokigahara Zombie, one of the craziest death match extraordinaire's in the business, knows what to make of E. Bradley Knox...
KO: Yeah, well, he doesn't need to know what to make of him to knock his block off.
Aoki and Knox begin to circle in the center of the ring just before moving into a lock up. Aoki goes for a go behind on Knox, but is taken aback when he finds that the man has reached between his legs to pick Zombie's right ankle out from under him. Zombie goes down, but Knox doesn't retain his hold on the ankle, instead, spinning around the leg and dropping to the ground into a leg lock. Zombie comes alive in pain, taking swings at Knox who is just out of reach. Knox, while still maintaining the leg lock, turns his hold on Aoki's boot into an ankle lock submission, doubling down on the chance of a tap out. Aoki cries out, clawing at his face, but refusing to submit. He gets up onto his elbows, and starts dragging the two of them towards the ropes, but each pull puts more pressure on the limbs that Knox has targeted.
LO: Zombie is desperate to get to the ropes, and he's just inches away........GOT IT!
KO: The referee forcing Knox to break the submission, but look at the guy, it's like he doesn't even care. He just lets go, and is already back on his feet.
The expressionless Knox pulls Aoki to his feet, spins him around, and shoots in a half nelson before snapping backwards into a suplex. The crowd come to their feet in gasps at the awkward way that Aokigahara lands on his neck and shoulder, and he folds in on himself as he falls lifelessly to the mat. Knox, for his part, slides over a cover, his face a blank mask.
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LO: THRE-NO! Aoki out after a long two count, but Good God, did you see how he landed?
KO: No doubt that messed him up! He might not be any more use in this match...
Aoki lifts a weak hand towards Siberia, who shouts words of encouragement for him to get to their corner, but Knox takes his boot and forces Zombie's hand back down to the mat, before stomping on it. Aoki recoils, shaking the wounded hand, and grips it to his chest as Knox reaches down to pull him to his feet. Once vertical, Knox shoves Zombie into a neutral corner, and fires in a few right hands to prevent any resistance, before slipping his head under the mans arm and lifting him so that he sits on the top turnbuckle. Bradley joins him by stepping up to the second, and hooks Zombie around the head while draping the mans arm around his. He grabs a handful of tights just before pulling back, but finds that Zombie has his legs wrapped firmly around the middle ropes to prevent the superplex attempt. Knox goes for it again, but again it's blocked. Finally, he unhooks himself and moves to strike Aoki into submission, but is taken completely unaware with a hard headbutt from Zombie right into his expressionless face.
LO: Knox is teetering on the second rope after that headbutt....and again gets nailed....and the third sends him crashing down to the mat!
KO: Zombie is now stepping up to the top.....AND DIVING HEADBUTT FINDS IT'S MARK ON KNOX!
LO: Yeah, but Zombie hurt himself just as much as his opponent, and now both men are down and needing to make a tag!
The two men writhe on the mat for a moment, but eventually roll over onto their stomachs and start crawling towards their corners. Siberia spurs Aoki on, while Roxi stands ready to make the tag, unlike Knox from earlier. It's Bradley who makes it to his corner first, and Valor Pro's resident Super Hero vaults over the top rope into the ring at the same time the Zombies make a tag. Siberia slips into the ring, and the two women thunder right for one another, and to everyone's shock, both go for high crossbodies! They collide in the center of the ring with such force that Siberia is sent derailed to the right, while Roxi sails to the left, both crashing against the canvas clutching at their midsections.
LO: And now here we are at another double down, and neither of the ladies has a fresh partner to tag!
KO: Yeah, this really comes down to who can recover first, because Knox & Aoki are still trying to get their barrings after their exchange moments ago!
Siberia and Roxi are able to crawl to opposite sides of the ring, and by use of the ropes both get back to their feet. The two women exchange a brief glance before charging right back for one another. Roxi goes for a lariat, but Siberia ducks it, and both spin back to face one another, Zombie going for a roundhouse kick. It's Roxi's turn to duck, and Siberia's foot sails harmlessly over her head which causes Siberia to come to a stop facing away from her. Roxi steps in and grabs her in a waistlock, running her towards the ropes. Siberia bounces chest first, and Roxi falls back, dragging Zombie with her into a roll up pin.
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LO: Zombie kicks out, and both women scrambling up to their feet, and Siberia with another kick and a miss, and this time Roxi slips her head under her arm, and lifts her for a side suplex....NO! Siberia the one flipping to land on her feet this time, and Roxi spins around AND EATS A SUPERKICK!
KO: Siberia dropping for a cover and hooking the leg deep!
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LO: THRE-NO! Roxi out at two and a half, and now Siberia pulling her up and shooting her off the ropes! Roxi on her way back, NO! She hooked the ropes to prevent from being sent, and Zombie thundering across right for her...AND BACK BODY DROP OVER THE TOP ROPE SENDS SIBERIA CRASHING TO THE CONCRETE!
Siberia clutches at her spine as Roxi looks down at her from the ring, and when she turns around she has just enough time to see Aokigahara Zombie barreling right for her. It is enough time, however, for Roxi to duck her head and do the same thing to him as she did to Siberia. Aoki slams off the concrete next to his partner, and both Zombies find themselves hard pressed to try and regain their feet. The crowd cheer wildly as Roxi nods, and then charges for the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. She bounces off of them and rushes back, and just as both Zombies come up, she leaps right over the top rope into a somersault plancha to wipe them out.
LO: MY GOD! ROXI JOHNSON JUST FLEW FROM THE RING TO THE OUTSIDE AND TOOK OUT THE ENTIRE MATCH!
KO: Well, not the entire match, Laur...cause E. Bradley Knox just dropped down from his corner, and is making his way over to the wreckage!
Knox regards the downed trio with his usual non-expression, but steps over to Roxi to help her get to her feet, and back into the ring. He then steps over to Siberia, pulling her up much less gently, and shoves her under the bottom rope as well. When he turns to head back to his corner, he's taken completely unaware by Aoki, who jams his fingers right into the strange man's gullet. The crowd come to their feet in cheers as Knox stumbles back, but Aoki keeps pace, forcing his fingers further back into the man's mouth. They eventually butt up against the guardrail, and the referee admonishes them while inside the ring, Roxi crawls over and drapes an arm over Siberia's chest.
LO: Aokigahara Zombie has E. Bradley Knox hemmed up on the outside with the Itai Claw, and the referee is trying to get these guys to separate while there's a pinfall happening behind him!
KO: I tell you, Laur, good help is hard to find. I mean, it was Diego Santiago who had that screw up with Dakota Jennings where he didn't notice that her opponent was using the ropes for leverage.
LO: Yeah, but with this many personalities to try and manage, it's a tough job.
KO: Whatever. Count to three when someone makes a pin. Yeah, real hard...
Roxi Johnson sluggishly gets to her feet, and steps over to the referee, spinning him around and pointing down at Siberia Zombie to tell him to make the pin. The referee throws his hands up in apology, and drops down as she does, hooking the leg this time in the process.
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LO: THR-KICK OUT! Roxi Johnson looks pissed here, while her partner is fading outside the ring thanks to Aoki's patented mandible claw.
KO: Yeah, well I guess that means it's up to Roxi to get this done...
Roxi yanks Siberia up off the mat only to scoop slam her close to the nearby corner. She takes a few steps back to the center of the ring, and then gallops forwards, hopping right up and over Siberia to grab the top rope, swing both legs up and over the top rope one either side, and then springboard into a devastating split legged moonsault that has the crowd oohing and ahhing!
LO: SUPERHERO PRESS! ROXI WITH THE COVER!
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KO: THREe-NO! AOKI LAUNCHING HIMSELF UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
LO: Roxi coming up to her feet to face this new attacker, and ITAI CLAW TO ROXI!
KO: OH! GROSS! HE JUST HAD THOSE FINGERS BURIED DOWN KNOX'S THROAT, AND NOW HE'S DOING IT TO ROXI!!
LO: Have to admit, that doesn't seem sanitary, but none-the-less Roxi is being put through the paces of the submission, and the referee is going ballistic on Zombie!
Just as the referee reaches the count of five Aoki releases Roxi who stumbles back into the ropes choking and gagging. The referee demands Aoki get out, and he just holds his hands up and chuckles, stepping through the ropes onto the apron. Meanwhile, E. Bradley Knox struggles to crawl back to his corner, not on the apron yet for Roxi to make a tag as she tries to catch her breath and get over the emotional trauma of having Aoki's fingers jammed into her mouth. Siberia rolls up to her knee's and elbows, obviously out of it after the impact of the moonsault. She starts the slow crawl towards her corner where Aoki looks primed and ready, but just as she's about to make the tag, Roxi manages to grab her by the ankle and yanks her back to prevent it. She pulls the woman up to her feet, and takes her by the wrist, whipping her into her corner instead, rushing in to follow up with a Big Splash that crushes her into the corner.
LO: Roxi stepping to the side, and Siberia stumbles and goes face down into the canvas after that splash! Roxi now hopping up to the second rope, looking to fly again, and...What the hell?
KO: Knox just made it up to the apron and slapped her on the back! The ref is saying it was a tag!
Knox comes into the ring as a bewildered Roxi watches him from her seated position on the top turnbuckle, and shakes her head as the referee directs her out onto the apron. Knox, still wiping at his mouth with one hand, reaches down and pulls Siberia to her feet, the usual expressionless mask he wears faltering to show the signs of irritation after experiencing Aoki's claw. He moves to force Zombie's arm behind her back, and reaches around with the other hand to lock his fingers into a cross face chicken wing, but Siberia suddenly comes alive, thrashing in his grasp to keep him from completing the submission. Knox, being much larger than her, increases his efforts, and just as his fingers clasp together, Zombie places her boot on the second rope, and shoves backwards. The sudden thrust in the opposite direction knocks Bradley off balance, and he falls back, with for the moment puts more pressure on Siberia, that is until she swings both legs over her head so that Knox's shoulders are now pinned to the mat.
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LO: Knox forced to release the hold or be pinned there, but he's up quickly....and I do believe the Zombies have brought out an emotional response in him, because he looks a bit miffed.
KO: Well wouldn't you be if some strange man shoved his filthy fingers in your mouth? Phewy!
Knox reaches down and yanks Siberia up again, this time hooking her around the midsection from the front, and sends her flying with a release belly to belly suplex. The entire crowd nearly blows the roof off when Zombie completes a front flip to land on her feet, and when Knox comes up to find that his prey is unharmed, he charges in only to take a roundhouse kick right to the face that lays him out. Aoki is bouncing on the ropes, screaming obscenities in Japanese, as Knox comes up to his knee's and is met with a shin kick right to his chest, followed by another one, and another one. Zombie doesn't stop, the crowd counting along with her strikes as Knox is sent bobbing back and forth like a sea buoy. At ten, she takes a step back, and the crowd do a growling 'WHOOOOOAAAAA' chant as she swings her leg around into a devastating side kick that nearly knocks his head off. Knox's eyes roll into the back of his head as he slumps down to the mat, and Zombie quickly drops for a hook of the leg.
LO: THEY DON'T CALL HER THE SIBERIAN BUZZSAW FOR NOTHING!
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Roxi Johnson watches on in disappointment with her forearms draped over the top rope in her corner, and she shakes her head in frustration as she drops down and starts her way to the back, not bothering to check and see if her new partner is alright. Knox remains on the mat as the bell sounds, and Aoki thunders into the ring to lift Siberia up onto his shoulder while the fans cheer.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match, and advancing to the Main Event at Alegiance for a chance at the Chimera Tag Team Championships.......THE ZOMBIE CLANNNN!!!
Roxi gets some cheers from the crowd as she reaches the top of the stage and waves her final goodbye to the Hong Kong crowd, while Knox rolls towards the edge of the ring, and dumps out under the bottom rope clutching his skull. Siberia and Aoki continue to celebrate as the oriental crowd hold up their signs for The Zombie Clan!
LO: Well, we now know three of the teams that will be going on to face Neo Tokyo and #Trendsetters at Allegiance in the Tag Team Turmoil Main Event that will crown our first ever Chimera Tag Champs. Exciting stuff, Ken!
KO: Yeah, it sucks for Roxi Johnson to have to walk away empty handed here considering she really got the raw end of the stick. I mean, first she draws Davy Blossom, a man she just ended a months long feud with at Equinox, and then he was replaced due to injury by a new guy that has the personality of a tit mouse.
LO: True, but I've got a weird feeling that all this momentum that Roxi's been riding is going to lead to some singles opportunities soon. It has to, considering that she has consistently remained near the top of the rankings...
KO: But the real story coming out of this is The Zombie Clan! They took their lumps last show while still being victorious, and it just doesn't seem like there's anything that can keep these guys down!
LO: It should be interesting to see how the rest of the night goes with our other Chimera Tag Tournament match, and what happens in our Main Event!
KO: In the meantime, I hear we've got some footage to review somewhere in the back.
LO: Wonder what it could be?
KO: I don't know, but it's about to air next!
The lights go dim, and 'The Touch' by Stan Bush's 80's theme hits over the PA System. All of the lead lights pulse pink, and then swing down to illuminate the stage when Roxi Johnson bursts through the curtain full of energy. The fans come to their feet as she stops at the top of the ramp, running in place, and she pumps her fist in the air. A resounding cheer goes up as she moves from one end of the stage to the other, peering out at the crowd as they pump their fists right back at her.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, standing at five foot six and weighting in at 132 pounds, hailing from Tampa, Florida....she is Valor Pro's resident Super Hero....ROXI JOHNNSSOONNNN!!!
Roxi makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans, and acknowledging signs that were made just for her. Reaching ringside she belly slides under the bottom rope, pops up to her feet, and then takes the second turnbuckle of the far corner, fist pumping in the air all the while. The music suddenly shifts to 'Brainfog' by Static X, and the lights flash along with the electronic beats against what looks like a mirror finish in the background, creating a prism effect as E. Bradley Knox steps out onto the stage.
Ring Announcer: And introducing her tag partner, standing at six foot three and weighing in at 190 pounds, hailing from...errr...Cyber Space, in his own words he is 'The Smartest Man In The World'.....E. BRADLEY KNOXXXX!!
He pauses, letting his stoic expression pass over the fans, and then starts his trek down to the ring staring straight ahead. Upon reaching ringside, he carefully takes the steps up to the apron, where he wipes his feet a few times before slipping between the ropes. Roxi watches the expressionless man step over to their corner, do a few stretches against the ropes, and then step back out onto the apron to passively wait for the match to begin.
LO: This guy is strange...
KO: No doubt, but he's already proven he can get the job done. Not a lot of flash and pizaz, but if you can get someone on the ground and make them give up, you don't really need it.
LO: I guess, but it's like he doesn't react to anything. Even when he won last show, he just allowed his arm to be raised, and then made his exit. I wonder what gets this guy excited?
KO: Laur, sometimes it's best to leave things like that a mystery...
The lights go dim and the big screen above the stage flickers to life with the sound of an army of marching zombies filtering through the screen. Smoke fills the entry way as 'Courage' by the Minutemen comes over the PA System, and out steps Aokigahara Zombie wearing his ring gear and his trademark black leather motor cycle jacket. He's followed by Siberia, wearing her traditional robe with warring dragons, and the two step side by side up to the top of the stage to a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Ring Announcer: And introducing their opponents, weighting in at a combined weight of 360 pounds, and hailing from Japan and Russia respectively, SIBERIA ZOMBIE...AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE....THE ZOMBIE CLAN!
Aoki roars and starts down to the ring, while Siberia stalks beside him, determined eyes never leaving her opponents in the ring. They reach ringside, and Aoki climbs the steps while Siberia leaps to the apron, both entering the ring at the same time. Siberia immediately disrobes, and delivers martial art's style strikes to the top turnbuckle in their corner, while Aoki slips out of his jacket while flashing a grin of anticipation across the ring at their opponents.
LO: If The Zombie Clan have been shaken by the end of last show, they certainly aren't showing it here...
KO: Of course not, Laur. You can't go around telegraphing any weaknesses. Besides, Aoki seems to thrive on that sort of thing, and Siberia just wants to do the right thing.
LO: Sure, but that was pretty extreme the last we saw Aoki and Fukushima. I mean, the woman was electrocuted right in front of him.
KO: Well, it looks like Aoki is going to let Siberia handle this in the early going, and Roxi Johnson and she are very familiar with one another. They helped light the Valor Pro product on fire in the early goings of the promotion!
The bell sounds, and Siberia and Roxi begin to circle in the center of the ring. The two women move in for a collar and elbow tie up, but at the last second Siberia changes directions, sending a sweeping thigh kick into Roxi's leg that begs her off. She follows suit with another, and another, each one forcing Roxi back and causing her to shake her leg. When she has her almost in the corner, Siberia wades in to do what she does best, and that's quick successive martial arts strikes that trap her opponent and bite like snakes. Roxi, however, has the movement scouted, and rather than be trapped manages to dodge a few of the blows, and fights out of the corner with overhand rights that now have Siberia forced back. One of her strikes is ducked and it causes Roxi to spin around off balance, and Siberia steps forward, slipping her head under her arm, and lifts up for a side suplex. Roxi manages to flip over rather than slam to the mat, and lands on her feet behind Zombie. When Siberia spins back around to face her, she's surprised with a high standing dropkick that sends her hurtling spine first into the corner they were fighting in.
LO: Action has already started out hot and heavy, and if you'll remember these two have faced one another on at least two other occasions in triple threat matches that saw Siberia win the first, and Roxi win the second.
KO: Yeah, but that was then, and this is now, and Roxi has the upper hand as she moves into the corner with a shoulder thrust, another one, and now a back hand spring into a RUNNING SHOULDER THRUST!
LO: Siberia comes stumbling out of the corner holding her midsection, and Roxi hops up to the second turnbuckle, and DIVES OFF CATCHING HER IN A BULLDOG!
KO: Roxi going for the pin, and this one could be over early!
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LO: Kick Out! Siberia out at two, and Roxi already pulling her back to her feet and pushing her into the ropes. Sends her off now, and Siberia on her way back...
KO: Ducks the lariat attempt by Roxi, and bounces off the ropes one more time only to duck a back elbow attempt....coming back for a third time and manages to hook Roxi's arm as she goes, swinging up to leg scissor the other, and drags her down into a crucifix pin!
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LO: Roxi gets out at two, and both women to their feet! Roxi with a swing and a miss, and OH! Siberia with a high knee lift right into the center of Roxi's spine, bending her backwards. Now she hooks her by the chin, and DRIVES THE WOMAN STRAIGHT BACK ACROSS HER KNEE FOR A MODIFIED BACK BREAKER!
KO: Haven't seen that one before out of Siberia. Must be learning new tricks.
Siberia shoves Roxi off her knee and down to the canvas, and then pushes up to step over to her corner and make the tag to Aoki, who eagerly slips into the ring and goes right for Roxi. The woman has barely made to her feet before he comes rushing in and buries his boot into her midsection, doubling her over. From there he gets a fist full of hair and calls out to the crowd with a grin, before bringing his forehead abruptly forward to crash into her skull. Roxi is sent thundering to the mat after the headbutt, and Aoki drops to one knee, trapping her between his legs, opening up with piston like fists into the woman's face. Roxi manages to cover up, but Aoki is relentless, eventually moving back up to his feet and abandoning the fists for stomps. Finally he stops his assault, and lets out a war cry to the audience, who give him a mixed reaction, mostly boo's because his opponent is Roxi Johnson.
LO: This Hong Kong crowd are pretty big fans of the Zombie Clan, but I'm pretty sure everywhere the world over loves Roxi Johnson, and Aoki looks a little surprised by the reaction he's getting here.
KO: Yeah, but now that seems to only fuel his violence, cause he just pulled Roxi up and delivered a front kick to her chest to send her flying back into the corner.
Aokigahara follows her in, and is taken by surprise when she fires out with a chop that lights up his chest. Aoki says something guttural in Japanese, and then lights her up with a chop of his own. Roxi recoils, but only for a moment, before firing in another chop. Before you know it, the two superstars begin trading chops in the corner, the fans now coming to their feet in cheers. Back and forth they go, until what Aoki was expecting to be another chop, ends up being a fist to the jaw instead, which causes him to stumble back a bit to allow Roxi out of the corner. Roxi grabs the man behind the head, and pulls him to where he's now leaned into the corner, and opens up with those rights in quick succession. Aoki's head bounces between her fist and the top turnbuckle, until finally Roxi steps up to the second, and rocks his head back to hammer down into his skull.
LO: This capacity crowd is counting along with Roxi's fists, and they are up to a count of seven...OH! AOKI JUST LIFTED ROXI OUT OF THE CORNER, carries her to the center of the ring, and.....INVERTED ATOMIC DROP!
KO: Roxi hit the ground clutching her midsection, but Aoki just stumbled to his knee's. She must have been packing some power behind those punches!
Both competitors sit there for a moment, catching their breath, but Roxi starts to move to get to her feet, stumbling towards her corner, while Aoki trudges towards his while still on his knees. As Roxi gets closer, E. Bradley Knox just stands there observing her, and when she reaches up for a tag, he cocks his head to the side, but eventually offers a hesitant hand. She slaps it, shaking her head, and then rolling under the bottom rope to get out of the ring to recover. On the other side, Aoki tags his partner's waiting hand, and the Siberian Buzzsaw thunders into the ring, making a B-line right for Knox who hasn't even entered the ring yet. He gives the ferocious woman heading his way the same uncertain look, but when she dives at him with a right hand, his arm comes up to block it, and he nails her with one of his own that knocks her back.
LO: Knox is like a robot out here trying to figure out the humans, and he just entered the ring, but here comes Siberia again!
KO: Bradley side steps her, and pushes her on the back as she passes by so that she runs headfirst into his teams corner. Siberia spinning around now, and KNOX OPENS UP WITH LEFT JABS AND RIGHT HOOKS!
LO: That came out of nowhere...like somebody just flipped a switch, and he went into fight mode!
Being a martial arts expert, Siberia does manage to cover up and block some of the damage, but those fists that do find their way to her skull cause her to falter. It's a big uppercut that finds it's mark that causes the woman to drop all defenses, ringing her bell so much that she falls to a seated position against the turnbuckles. Knox grabs her and pulls her up, leading just far enough out of the corner to wraps his arms around her and send her flying with a belly to belly overhead suplex. Siberia crashes and skids across the mat all the way to her corner, and Aoki reaches out and slaps her on the shoulder before she can make a proper tag, all the while regarding Knox in wonder.
LO: Not even Aokigahara Zombie, one of the craziest death match extraordinaire's in the business, knows what to make of E. Bradley Knox...
KO: Yeah, well, he doesn't need to know what to make of him to knock his block off.
Aoki and Knox begin to circle in the center of the ring just before moving into a lock up. Aoki goes for a go behind on Knox, but is taken aback when he finds that the man has reached between his legs to pick Zombie's right ankle out from under him. Zombie goes down, but Knox doesn't retain his hold on the ankle, instead, spinning around the leg and dropping to the ground into a leg lock. Zombie comes alive in pain, taking swings at Knox who is just out of reach. Knox, while still maintaining the leg lock, turns his hold on Aoki's boot into an ankle lock submission, doubling down on the chance of a tap out. Aoki cries out, clawing at his face, but refusing to submit. He gets up onto his elbows, and starts dragging the two of them towards the ropes, but each pull puts more pressure on the limbs that Knox has targeted.
LO: Zombie is desperate to get to the ropes, and he's just inches away........GOT IT!
KO: The referee forcing Knox to break the submission, but look at the guy, it's like he doesn't even care. He just lets go, and is already back on his feet.
The expressionless Knox pulls Aoki to his feet, spins him around, and shoots in a half nelson before snapping backwards into a suplex. The crowd come to their feet in gasps at the awkward way that Aokigahara lands on his neck and shoulder, and he folds in on himself as he falls lifelessly to the mat. Knox, for his part, slides over a cover, his face a blank mask.
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LO: THRE-NO! Aoki out after a long two count, but Good God, did you see how he landed?
KO: No doubt that messed him up! He might not be any more use in this match...
Aoki lifts a weak hand towards Siberia, who shouts words of encouragement for him to get to their corner, but Knox takes his boot and forces Zombie's hand back down to the mat, before stomping on it. Aoki recoils, shaking the wounded hand, and grips it to his chest as Knox reaches down to pull him to his feet. Once vertical, Knox shoves Zombie into a neutral corner, and fires in a few right hands to prevent any resistance, before slipping his head under the mans arm and lifting him so that he sits on the top turnbuckle. Bradley joins him by stepping up to the second, and hooks Zombie around the head while draping the mans arm around his. He grabs a handful of tights just before pulling back, but finds that Zombie has his legs wrapped firmly around the middle ropes to prevent the superplex attempt. Knox goes for it again, but again it's blocked. Finally, he unhooks himself and moves to strike Aoki into submission, but is taken completely unaware with a hard headbutt from Zombie right into his expressionless face.
LO: Knox is teetering on the second rope after that headbutt....and again gets nailed....and the third sends him crashing down to the mat!
KO: Zombie is now stepping up to the top.....AND DIVING HEADBUTT FINDS IT'S MARK ON KNOX!
LO: Yeah, but Zombie hurt himself just as much as his opponent, and now both men are down and needing to make a tag!
The two men writhe on the mat for a moment, but eventually roll over onto their stomachs and start crawling towards their corners. Siberia spurs Aoki on, while Roxi stands ready to make the tag, unlike Knox from earlier. It's Bradley who makes it to his corner first, and Valor Pro's resident Super Hero vaults over the top rope into the ring at the same time the Zombies make a tag. Siberia slips into the ring, and the two women thunder right for one another, and to everyone's shock, both go for high crossbodies! They collide in the center of the ring with such force that Siberia is sent derailed to the right, while Roxi sails to the left, both crashing against the canvas clutching at their midsections.
LO: And now here we are at another double down, and neither of the ladies has a fresh partner to tag!
KO: Yeah, this really comes down to who can recover first, because Knox & Aoki are still trying to get their barrings after their exchange moments ago!
Siberia and Roxi are able to crawl to opposite sides of the ring, and by use of the ropes both get back to their feet. The two women exchange a brief glance before charging right back for one another. Roxi goes for a lariat, but Siberia ducks it, and both spin back to face one another, Zombie going for a roundhouse kick. It's Roxi's turn to duck, and Siberia's foot sails harmlessly over her head which causes Siberia to come to a stop facing away from her. Roxi steps in and grabs her in a waistlock, running her towards the ropes. Siberia bounces chest first, and Roxi falls back, dragging Zombie with her into a roll up pin.
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LO: Zombie kicks out, and both women scrambling up to their feet, and Siberia with another kick and a miss, and this time Roxi slips her head under her arm, and lifts her for a side suplex....NO! Siberia the one flipping to land on her feet this time, and Roxi spins around AND EATS A SUPERKICK!
KO: Siberia dropping for a cover and hooking the leg deep!
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LO: THRE-NO! Roxi out at two and a half, and now Siberia pulling her up and shooting her off the ropes! Roxi on her way back, NO! She hooked the ropes to prevent from being sent, and Zombie thundering across right for her...AND BACK BODY DROP OVER THE TOP ROPE SENDS SIBERIA CRASHING TO THE CONCRETE!
Siberia clutches at her spine as Roxi looks down at her from the ring, and when she turns around she has just enough time to see Aokigahara Zombie barreling right for her. It is enough time, however, for Roxi to duck her head and do the same thing to him as she did to Siberia. Aoki slams off the concrete next to his partner, and both Zombies find themselves hard pressed to try and regain their feet. The crowd cheer wildly as Roxi nods, and then charges for the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. She bounces off of them and rushes back, and just as both Zombies come up, she leaps right over the top rope into a somersault plancha to wipe them out.
LO: MY GOD! ROXI JOHNSON JUST FLEW FROM THE RING TO THE OUTSIDE AND TOOK OUT THE ENTIRE MATCH!
KO: Well, not the entire match, Laur...cause E. Bradley Knox just dropped down from his corner, and is making his way over to the wreckage!
Knox regards the downed trio with his usual non-expression, but steps over to Roxi to help her get to her feet, and back into the ring. He then steps over to Siberia, pulling her up much less gently, and shoves her under the bottom rope as well. When he turns to head back to his corner, he's taken completely unaware by Aoki, who jams his fingers right into the strange man's gullet. The crowd come to their feet in cheers as Knox stumbles back, but Aoki keeps pace, forcing his fingers further back into the man's mouth. They eventually butt up against the guardrail, and the referee admonishes them while inside the ring, Roxi crawls over and drapes an arm over Siberia's chest.
LO: Aokigahara Zombie has E. Bradley Knox hemmed up on the outside with the Itai Claw, and the referee is trying to get these guys to separate while there's a pinfall happening behind him!
KO: I tell you, Laur, good help is hard to find. I mean, it was Diego Santiago who had that screw up with Dakota Jennings where he didn't notice that her opponent was using the ropes for leverage.
LO: Yeah, but with this many personalities to try and manage, it's a tough job.
KO: Whatever. Count to three when someone makes a pin. Yeah, real hard...
Roxi Johnson sluggishly gets to her feet, and steps over to the referee, spinning him around and pointing down at Siberia Zombie to tell him to make the pin. The referee throws his hands up in apology, and drops down as she does, hooking the leg this time in the process.
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LO: THR-KICK OUT! Roxi Johnson looks pissed here, while her partner is fading outside the ring thanks to Aoki's patented mandible claw.
KO: Yeah, well I guess that means it's up to Roxi to get this done...
Roxi yanks Siberia up off the mat only to scoop slam her close to the nearby corner. She takes a few steps back to the center of the ring, and then gallops forwards, hopping right up and over Siberia to grab the top rope, swing both legs up and over the top rope one either side, and then springboard into a devastating split legged moonsault that has the crowd oohing and ahhing!
LO: SUPERHERO PRESS! ROXI WITH THE COVER!
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KO: THREe-NO! AOKI LAUNCHING HIMSELF UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
LO: Roxi coming up to her feet to face this new attacker, and ITAI CLAW TO ROXI!
KO: OH! GROSS! HE JUST HAD THOSE FINGERS BURIED DOWN KNOX'S THROAT, AND NOW HE'S DOING IT TO ROXI!!
LO: Have to admit, that doesn't seem sanitary, but none-the-less Roxi is being put through the paces of the submission, and the referee is going ballistic on Zombie!
Just as the referee reaches the count of five Aoki releases Roxi who stumbles back into the ropes choking and gagging. The referee demands Aoki get out, and he just holds his hands up and chuckles, stepping through the ropes onto the apron. Meanwhile, E. Bradley Knox struggles to crawl back to his corner, not on the apron yet for Roxi to make a tag as she tries to catch her breath and get over the emotional trauma of having Aoki's fingers jammed into her mouth. Siberia rolls up to her knee's and elbows, obviously out of it after the impact of the moonsault. She starts the slow crawl towards her corner where Aoki looks primed and ready, but just as she's about to make the tag, Roxi manages to grab her by the ankle and yanks her back to prevent it. She pulls the woman up to her feet, and takes her by the wrist, whipping her into her corner instead, rushing in to follow up with a Big Splash that crushes her into the corner.
LO: Roxi stepping to the side, and Siberia stumbles and goes face down into the canvas after that splash! Roxi now hopping up to the second rope, looking to fly again, and...What the hell?
KO: Knox just made it up to the apron and slapped her on the back! The ref is saying it was a tag!
Knox comes into the ring as a bewildered Roxi watches him from her seated position on the top turnbuckle, and shakes her head as the referee directs her out onto the apron. Knox, still wiping at his mouth with one hand, reaches down and pulls Siberia to her feet, the usual expressionless mask he wears faltering to show the signs of irritation after experiencing Aoki's claw. He moves to force Zombie's arm behind her back, and reaches around with the other hand to lock his fingers into a cross face chicken wing, but Siberia suddenly comes alive, thrashing in his grasp to keep him from completing the submission. Knox, being much larger than her, increases his efforts, and just as his fingers clasp together, Zombie places her boot on the second rope, and shoves backwards. The sudden thrust in the opposite direction knocks Bradley off balance, and he falls back, with for the moment puts more pressure on Siberia, that is until she swings both legs over her head so that Knox's shoulders are now pinned to the mat.
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LO: Knox forced to release the hold or be pinned there, but he's up quickly....and I do believe the Zombies have brought out an emotional response in him, because he looks a bit miffed.
KO: Well wouldn't you be if some strange man shoved his filthy fingers in your mouth? Phewy!
Knox reaches down and yanks Siberia up again, this time hooking her around the midsection from the front, and sends her flying with a release belly to belly suplex. The entire crowd nearly blows the roof off when Zombie completes a front flip to land on her feet, and when Knox comes up to find that his prey is unharmed, he charges in only to take a roundhouse kick right to the face that lays him out. Aoki is bouncing on the ropes, screaming obscenities in Japanese, as Knox comes up to his knee's and is met with a shin kick right to his chest, followed by another one, and another one. Zombie doesn't stop, the crowd counting along with her strikes as Knox is sent bobbing back and forth like a sea buoy. At ten, she takes a step back, and the crowd do a growling 'WHOOOOOAAAAA' chant as she swings her leg around into a devastating side kick that nearly knocks his head off. Knox's eyes roll into the back of his head as he slumps down to the mat, and Zombie quickly drops for a hook of the leg.
LO: THEY DON'T CALL HER THE SIBERIAN BUZZSAW FOR NOTHING!
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Roxi Johnson watches on in disappointment with her forearms draped over the top rope in her corner, and she shakes her head in frustration as she drops down and starts her way to the back, not bothering to check and see if her new partner is alright. Knox remains on the mat as the bell sounds, and Aoki thunders into the ring to lift Siberia up onto his shoulder while the fans cheer.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match, and advancing to the Main Event at Alegiance for a chance at the Chimera Tag Team Championships.......THE ZOMBIE CLANNNN!!!
Roxi gets some cheers from the crowd as she reaches the top of the stage and waves her final goodbye to the Hong Kong crowd, while Knox rolls towards the edge of the ring, and dumps out under the bottom rope clutching his skull. Siberia and Aoki continue to celebrate as the oriental crowd hold up their signs for The Zombie Clan!
LO: Well, we now know three of the teams that will be going on to face Neo Tokyo and #Trendsetters at Allegiance in the Tag Team Turmoil Main Event that will crown our first ever Chimera Tag Champs. Exciting stuff, Ken!
KO: Yeah, it sucks for Roxi Johnson to have to walk away empty handed here considering she really got the raw end of the stick. I mean, first she draws Davy Blossom, a man she just ended a months long feud with at Equinox, and then he was replaced due to injury by a new guy that has the personality of a tit mouse.
LO: True, but I've got a weird feeling that all this momentum that Roxi's been riding is going to lead to some singles opportunities soon. It has to, considering that she has consistently remained near the top of the rankings...
KO: But the real story coming out of this is The Zombie Clan! They took their lumps last show while still being victorious, and it just doesn't seem like there's anything that can keep these guys down!
LO: It should be interesting to see how the rest of the night goes with our other Chimera Tag Tournament match, and what happens in our Main Event!
KO: In the meantime, I hear we've got some footage to review somewhere in the back.
LO: Wonder what it could be?
KO: I don't know, but it's about to air next!
The scene shifts to a monitor in the backstage area that flashes to life, and a strange bit of footage comes up with the following disclaimer placed right at the front of the video.
“The following footage has not been edited in any way and presented as it was found.”
Once the message faded, the next words that came up seemed to date this package for a very specific time period.
“Sometime before Equinox…”
The package opened and it was late at night in what looked to be some sort of home for the elderly. The crackle of thunder shook the very foundation of the building they were housed in. A man who seemed to be some sort of attendant here to help the elderly.
ATTENDANT: “Hey, we done here for the night?”
The man who worked there seemed to ask, glancing to one of the people working behind a counter. The nurse behind the counter was a miserable, large looking man who seemed to be perpetually annoyed by his surroundings.
NURSE: “Just one more thing, we need you to go clean up the bedding in room 4B down the hall over there.”
ATTENDANT: “Again? What the hell, I just did that this morning.”
The attendant was none too happy, but his words cut off by another loud crackle like the thunder was ripping through the building.
NURSE: “Better get on it, it’s fuckin’ pouring out there.”
The attendant let out a sigh and went down a adjacent hallway to the left of the counter near the entrance where he began to fish around inside of a janitorial closet for some supplies to make his job easier. Behind him, he could hear the sounds of pomeranians barking.
ATTENDANT: “Hello?”
He turned only for the lights to flicker and he turned only to see a man standing in the closet. He jumped backwards, startled and hit the floor, backing across it in fear before the lights flickered again and he was gone.
ATTENDANT: “Jeff, there’s someone in here!”
NURSE: “There’s no one in here, Harry, get your ass in there and clean her room, now!”
The attendant scrambled to get some cloth, a bucket and the mop and hurried down the hall. The camera remained down the hall he had mentioned as tiny pomeranians, Tinkles and Gary were seen in a flash running by at the end of it. Harry, the Attendant, made his way to the room and knocked upon the door a few times. His hair was still standing on end in fear of what he thought he had seen, though he believed perhaps he’d inhaled some fumes here somewhere today and had just imagined it.
ATTENDANT: “Mrs. Cooper? I heard you needed my help.”
In the room, many pieces of Cosmo Cooper memorabilia surrounded the bed. The woman’s pride and joy clearly on display. In the bed, a woman rested in a tight snuggie, with a blanket around her head, making it hard to see her face.
MRS. COOPER: “Yes dearie, please come in.”
The attendant wandered in to see a vase broken, which compared to the usual messes here was nearly nothing.
ATTENDANT: “Is this all, Mrs. Cooper? I expected worse.”
The attendant swept up the mess into a dust pan and soon wandered over, dropping it into the bin.
MRS. COOPER: “I’m sorry, but I saw them outside of the window again…”
ATTENDANT: “Mrs. Cooper, there are no faceless men outside of your window, I’ve told you this.”
He wandered over to the window, the rain pouring to the point the glass was a blur. But he… he couldn’t have. His eyes widened as he believed he saw an army of masked figures outside of the window on the edge of the property, they stood in a straight line, dressed in completely black except for their white masks.
Soon he heard a yell from down the hall, Nurse Jeff was wailing at the top of his lungs.
NURSE: “Harry, you’d better get in here and see this! They’ve… they’ve surrounded the building…”
The attendant ran from the room, leaving Mrs. Cooper alone. She shook between her sheets, glancing out from beneath them, her grandmotherly bosom shaking in clear fear of what was happening. Then came the barking, the accursed barking. Her old bones barely moved from the bed as she inched to the door, slowly closing it shut only to find a new form of torture as she could hear dogs clawing against the door, tiny dogs.
MRS. COOPER: “Please, leave me alone, I’m an old woman!”
She begged as she wandered over to a radio and began to mess with it until it powered on. A voice soon began to speak, almost drowning out the scratching.
RADIO HOST: “Whoa it looks like we’re having ourselves one heck of a downpour tonight ladies and gentlemen but don’t worry, we’ve got this sexy new track to keep you folks warm tonight coming from a hot new band. It’s a cover but don’t let that fool you, sweet babies, they put their own stank on it. I give you ‘I’m Sorry Mrs. Cooper’...”
Soon, his voice faded as a song to the tune of ‘I’m Sorry Mrs. Jackson’ by Outkast played…
“Yeah this one right here goes out to all the grandmamas, grandmamas grandmamas… Grandmamas mamas, my lady's grandmama.. Yeah, go like this..”
Cosmo Cooper’s grandmothers eyes widened in complete fear and shock at this, her face still shrouded in the dark room as the music began to get into that sweet, sexy hook. Brennan’s voice began to sing through the radio.
“I'm sorry Mrs. Cooper! Oh oh oh! I am for real! Never meant to make your Cosmo cry! I apologize a trillion times!”
Mrs. Cooper rushed to the radio and began to hit every button to get it to go off, only for it to grow louder and louder. She fell to her knees, covering her ears and screaming…
Down the hall, the Nurse and Attendant both laid on the ground as a figure walked through the door. The lights exploding in a flicker of brilliant sparks as the shadowy man walked through the building towards the room of Cosmo Cooper's grandmother.
His gloved hand trailed along the wall as the tape began to fade out to the following notice…
“TO BE CONTINUED.”
“The following footage has not been edited in any way and presented as it was found.”
Once the message faded, the next words that came up seemed to date this package for a very specific time period.
“Sometime before Equinox…”
The package opened and it was late at night in what looked to be some sort of home for the elderly. The crackle of thunder shook the very foundation of the building they were housed in. A man who seemed to be some sort of attendant here to help the elderly.
ATTENDANT: “Hey, we done here for the night?”
The man who worked there seemed to ask, glancing to one of the people working behind a counter. The nurse behind the counter was a miserable, large looking man who seemed to be perpetually annoyed by his surroundings.
NURSE: “Just one more thing, we need you to go clean up the bedding in room 4B down the hall over there.”
ATTENDANT: “Again? What the hell, I just did that this morning.”
The attendant was none too happy, but his words cut off by another loud crackle like the thunder was ripping through the building.
NURSE: “Better get on it, it’s fuckin’ pouring out there.”
The attendant let out a sigh and went down a adjacent hallway to the left of the counter near the entrance where he began to fish around inside of a janitorial closet for some supplies to make his job easier. Behind him, he could hear the sounds of pomeranians barking.
ATTENDANT: “Hello?”
He turned only for the lights to flicker and he turned only to see a man standing in the closet. He jumped backwards, startled and hit the floor, backing across it in fear before the lights flickered again and he was gone.
ATTENDANT: “Jeff, there’s someone in here!”
NURSE: “There’s no one in here, Harry, get your ass in there and clean her room, now!”
The attendant scrambled to get some cloth, a bucket and the mop and hurried down the hall. The camera remained down the hall he had mentioned as tiny pomeranians, Tinkles and Gary were seen in a flash running by at the end of it. Harry, the Attendant, made his way to the room and knocked upon the door a few times. His hair was still standing on end in fear of what he thought he had seen, though he believed perhaps he’d inhaled some fumes here somewhere today and had just imagined it.
ATTENDANT: “Mrs. Cooper? I heard you needed my help.”
In the room, many pieces of Cosmo Cooper memorabilia surrounded the bed. The woman’s pride and joy clearly on display. In the bed, a woman rested in a tight snuggie, with a blanket around her head, making it hard to see her face.
MRS. COOPER: “Yes dearie, please come in.”
The attendant wandered in to see a vase broken, which compared to the usual messes here was nearly nothing.
ATTENDANT: “Is this all, Mrs. Cooper? I expected worse.”
The attendant swept up the mess into a dust pan and soon wandered over, dropping it into the bin.
MRS. COOPER: “I’m sorry, but I saw them outside of the window again…”
ATTENDANT: “Mrs. Cooper, there are no faceless men outside of your window, I’ve told you this.”
He wandered over to the window, the rain pouring to the point the glass was a blur. But he… he couldn’t have. His eyes widened as he believed he saw an army of masked figures outside of the window on the edge of the property, they stood in a straight line, dressed in completely black except for their white masks.
Soon he heard a yell from down the hall, Nurse Jeff was wailing at the top of his lungs.
NURSE: “Harry, you’d better get in here and see this! They’ve… they’ve surrounded the building…”
The attendant ran from the room, leaving Mrs. Cooper alone. She shook between her sheets, glancing out from beneath them, her grandmotherly bosom shaking in clear fear of what was happening. Then came the barking, the accursed barking. Her old bones barely moved from the bed as she inched to the door, slowly closing it shut only to find a new form of torture as she could hear dogs clawing against the door, tiny dogs.
MRS. COOPER: “Please, leave me alone, I’m an old woman!”
She begged as she wandered over to a radio and began to mess with it until it powered on. A voice soon began to speak, almost drowning out the scratching.
RADIO HOST: “Whoa it looks like we’re having ourselves one heck of a downpour tonight ladies and gentlemen but don’t worry, we’ve got this sexy new track to keep you folks warm tonight coming from a hot new band. It’s a cover but don’t let that fool you, sweet babies, they put their own stank on it. I give you ‘I’m Sorry Mrs. Cooper’...”
Soon, his voice faded as a song to the tune of ‘I’m Sorry Mrs. Jackson’ by Outkast played…
“Yeah this one right here goes out to all the grandmamas, grandmamas grandmamas… Grandmamas mamas, my lady's grandmama.. Yeah, go like this..”
Cosmo Cooper’s grandmothers eyes widened in complete fear and shock at this, her face still shrouded in the dark room as the music began to get into that sweet, sexy hook. Brennan’s voice began to sing through the radio.
“I'm sorry Mrs. Cooper! Oh oh oh! I am for real! Never meant to make your Cosmo cry! I apologize a trillion times!”
Mrs. Cooper rushed to the radio and began to hit every button to get it to go off, only for it to grow louder and louder. She fell to her knees, covering her ears and screaming…
Down the hall, the Nurse and Attendant both laid on the ground as a figure walked through the door. The lights exploding in a flicker of brilliant sparks as the shadowy man walked through the building towards the room of Cosmo Cooper's grandmother.
His gloved hand trailed along the wall as the tape began to fade out to the following notice…
“TO BE CONTINUED.”
LO: Ummmm.....
KO: HAHAHAHAHA!
LO: What did we just see?
KO: Are you kidding me, Laur. That was Cosmo's Grandma sans getting fucked to death by Brennan Devlin!
LO: KEN! NOT YOU TOO!!
KO: I'm sorry, bro, it's funny...
LO: Whatever. Generic Ring Announcer, save me from this lunacy!
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall or submission...
Clapping fills the arena as 'Shooting Stars' by Bag Raiders hits over the PA system. Just as the beat drops Vannah White steps through the curtain, award winning smile glowing out over the audience followed by a wave. The fans come to their feet in ovation as she pulls out her phone, recovered after being stolen in Rome, and presses record. A live shot of her appears on the two large screens on either side of her, and she stars down to the ramp, pausing to feature her more vocal fans in the live feed.
Ring Announcer: Making her way to the ring first, representing #Trendsetters, standing at five foot six and weighting in at 125 pounds, hailing from London, England.....She is 'The Queen Without A Crown'....VANNAH WHITTTEEE!!!
Vannah reaches the ringside area and makes a full rotation around the ring, chatting it up with fans and high fiving those who offer it. She reaches the steps once more, and this time climbs them to slip into the ring, twirling around to end by blowing a kiss to the crowd. She then kisses the camera of the phone, and winks before pushing the stop button, and passing the phone out to one of the techs at ringside.
LO: This will be the first singles match we've seen Vannah White in since before Equinox, and that was against Cross Recoba. Ever since that moment, she and Dakota Jennings have made a hell of a buzz around tag teams in the industry, and alongside the first ever tag team to be signed to Valor Pro, Neo Tokyo, were instrumental in getting the Chimera Tag Tournament started.
KO: It's true, these two teams have ignited a fire, but not just in the tag division, but in their own teams!
LO: We've already seen Dakota Jennings and Brooklyn Light in action earlier tonight, and I want to point out....did you notice that Dakota did not accompany Vannah to the ring. I wonder if the same will be true for Iota and Brooklyn?
KO: Well, it looks like we're about to find out!
"Neo Tokyo" by Scandroid hit's over the PA system and the lights dim while smoke fills the stage and a pink and purple light show starts in the background. When the smoke begins to disipate, Iota Psi stands at the center of the stage, her cybernetic leg cocked to the side, and her cybernetic arm raised up to her forehead. Her eyes cut to the ring, and the arm drops down at her side as she makes her way down the ramp to a torrid of cheers.
Ring Announcer: and introducing her opponent, representing Neo Tokyo, she stands at five foot four and weights in at 118 pounds, hailing from the Year 20XX, IOTA PSIIII!!!
Iota climbs up onto the apron at ringside, and slips into the squared circle, soaking up the cheers and eventually making her way to a neutral corner so she can climb to the second. She nods to the crowd, and then hops down, beginning the task of removing her cybernetic attachments.
KO: Guess that answers the question...
LO: Iota Psi out here minus Brooklyn Light, which makes for an interesting query. What will this mean for the future of both teams?
KO: Maybe you're just reading too much into the absence of the partners. After all, these two are the goody goodies. They probably just wanted to come out here and go one on one to prove a point to their partners that this industry doesn't require savagery. Me personally, I think that's a load of crap, but HEY...to each their own.
LO: Well, these two are already circling, and the referee just checked.....and there's the bell!
The two ladies touch hands in a sign of respect, and then move in for a collar and elbow tie up. Vannah quickly pulls Iota into a headlock, grinding her skull between her body and arm, causing Psi to reach out to try and find an escape. Not finding one, she instead pushes White towards the ropes, where she shoots her off to the other side breaking the hold. Iota steps out to the center to meet Vannah as she rebounds back, and is sent crashing to the mat by a shoulder tackle from the YouTube star! The two women exchange a brief glance before Vannah falls back to hit off the ropes, but Iota manages to float over onto her stomach in that direction which forces White to leap over her. Vannah continues her trek to the opposite side, bouncing off the ropes and coming back to a ready Iota, who sends her flipping down to the mat with a hip toss. Vannah pops right back up, and rushes at Iota, only to be taken back down to the mat with another hip toss. White moves a little more gingerly to her feet, and Iota takes her by the wrist and pushes her into the ropes only to shoot her off again to the opposite side.
LO: Action fast and furious as Vannah White springs back off the ropes, and Iota catches her with a drop toe hold that thunders her face first to the mat, and then floats over into a seated headlock!
KO: Yeah, but Vannah has pushed up to her knee's, and looks like she's trying to arch her way out of the hold......There it is! And she grabbed Psi's arm to boot and pulls it back into a hammerlock!
Vannah rests her chin on Iota's shoulder as she torques back on the woman's arm, forcing her down onto her side. Iota, realizing that White has her at a disadvantage, manages to swing her legs around while pushing up with her free arm, putting her in a seated position. Almost immediately she shifts to the side and manages to get her knee's in under her, while pushing backwards in order to untangle her arm, and reverse the hold. Not it's Vannah's turn to feel the pain of the hammerlock, and she grits her teeth as she forces both of them back to their feet. She reaches beneath her legs and manages to hook Psi by the back of the knee, and Iota has no other choice but to let go of the hold or be tipped over off balance. Vannah quickly lets go of the leg, and takes a step forwards and then falls backwards, flashing her right foot straight up and back for a Pele Kick that strikes Iota right in the face.
LO: Psi sent falling back into the ropes where she clutches at her nose, while Vannah gets to her feet and comes rushing right in! OH! Iota with a back elbow that sends Vannah stumbling back, and now it's Psi who rushes forwards into a running front dropkick that sends White crashing to the mat!
KO: Iota quickly goes for a cover, but it's not even worth a one count as Vannah kicks out!
Iota pulls Vannah up to a seated position, and applies a rear chin lock, placing her knee square in the center of her opponents shoulder blades while cranking back on her skull. Vannah reaches up and grabs at Iota's wrists to try and slip out of the hold, but Iota refuses, keeping her drawn in. Finally, White rolls to her side up to a knee, and now Iota is forced into pulling Vannah into a headlock or lose her control of the body part. This allows white to push them back to their feet once more, and in a burst of strength she lifts the woman straight up into the air, and then slams right back down to the canvas in a snap side suplex. The impact not only forces a break, but has Iota clutching at the back of her skull as Vannah eases over to the ropes to get to her feet. As Iota rises Vannah comes rushing towards the center of the ring, and launches herself into a headscissors takeover that sends Psi sailing head first into the nearby corner.
LO: Iota Psi manages to turn at the last second, or she was about to eat a whole face full of turnbuckle...
KO: Yeah, but it doesn't look like her shoulders and spine appreciate it either. Here comes Vannah, and she goes for a BIG SPLASH! NO! IOTA MOVED!
Vannah clutches at her chest as she stumbles back out of the corner, and Iota runs right past her, leaping into the air and catching her around the head as she descends for a fast moving slingblade. Vannah's skull crashes with the canvas, and she clutches the back of her head, as Iota comes to her feet and makes her way back for the corner. She steps through the ropes to the apron, and begins to climb the turnbuckles to the top. Just as she gets positioned Vannah manages to make it back to her feet, still dazed after the sharp impact to her skull, and trips forwards to fall across the top rope. The sudden shift under her feet causes Iota to lose her balance, and her misplaced footing causes her to come crashing down crotch first across the top turnbuckle. The look of shock and pain crosses her face as she holds her lower regions, and Vannah looks up to see what just happened, surprised herself.
LO: I don't think Vannah White meant to do that, but sometimes accidents make for turnarounds in match ups, and this might just be one of those times!
KO: Now see, right there's what I'm talking about. If Cross Recoba or NovaCaine did something like that, you'd read them the riot act, but if Vannah White does it, oh...she didn't mean to. What a joke!
LO: Excuse me, but last I checked, Vannah White has a track record of playing the straight and narrow, while the others you mentioned are bastards, pure and simple.
KO: Whatever. And they call me sexist.
It almost seems that Vannah is apologizing to Psi, who uncomfortably repositions in her seat on the top turnbuckle. That, however, doesn't stop her from stepping right up to the second turnbuckle, where she hooks Iota around the head to a cheering crowd.
LO: Looks like Vannah is going to try and capitalize here, but Iota Psi just opened up with right hands to her midsection.
KO: Yeah, and I think she's getting the better of the exchange too...Vannah is wobbly on those ropes...OH! BIONIC ELBOW SENDS WHITE CRASHING TO THE MAT!
LO: Now maybe we'll see what Iota was originally intending....
Sure enough, Iota stands up by use of the second turnbuckle, and makes the extra step up to the top. She signals to the crowd like she's pulling the trigger, and then leaps high into the air to cut a front flip into a senton bomb. Unfortunately for her, there is nothing to stop her momentum but empty canvas, as Vannah rolls out of the way.
LO: CRASH AND BURN! Iota having trouble keeping Vannah down, and now White is back up by use of the ropes, and she's begging for Psi to get back to hers...
KO: Slowly but surely she's complying, and here comes Vannah...hooks her around the chin, and FALLS INTO A BACKSTABBER...WAIT, SHE JUST ROLLED HER ALL THE WAY THROUGH INTO A MODIFIED CAMEL CLUTCH!
LO: HASH TAG!! Iota is crying out in pain as Vannah rocks all the way back, and....Ken.....the spine shouldn't bend like that!
KO: No doubt! Vannah's got her all hemmed up in the center of the ring, and Iota might be in danger of tapping here!
Iota Psi cries out as Vannah continues pulling her neck back with a determined expression, all the while Iota's torso bending further and further into a wholly unnatural position. She claws at the mat, and comes within inches of the ropes, but before she can get a hold she finds her arms drooping to the canvas. The referee gets in position beside her, asking her if she wants to give it up, but after getting no response, he concernedly lifts one of her arms only for it to drop lifelessly back to the mat. He signals one and then checks again with the same result. He signals two. He lifts her arm for the third and final time, and just as it's about to hit the mat, Iota's eyes pop open cartoonishly wide, and she screams again as she makes the final pull in order to grab hold of the bottom rope.
LO: I thought that it might be over there for a second, but Iota Psi manages to get to the safety of the ropes and Vannah immediately breaks the hold before the referee even has to ask.
KO: I appreciate that Vannah is a do-gooder and all, but come on. You've got a five count.
LO: That might be true, Ken, but Vannah doesn't want to conduct her business that way. She believes in true and fair competition, and I'm sure not only does Iota Psi appreciate that, but she lives by a similar code.
Ken Othello snorts in disgust as Vannah helps Psi up against the ropes, and then shoots her off to the other side. Iota rebounds and Vannah steps out to the center to meet her, and goes for a tilt-a-whirl back breaker, but is taken by surprise when Iota turns this into a headscissor takeover that sends White flipping down to the canvas. Vannah pops back up, and rushes right back at Iota who has only managed to get to her knee's, but still has the where-with-all to catch the woman coming at her in a fireman's carry that slams her spine first to the mat. She quickly takes Vannah by the shoulders and lifts her into a sitting position, scrambling to her feet only to deliver a low dropkick right to the back of Vannah's head.
LO: Iota Psi back on her feet now, but you can tell that Hash Tag really took something out of her as she is ambling towards the corner to hop up to the second turnbuckle...
KO: BIG SPLASH CRASHES DOWN ON WHITE! Iota hooking the leg afterwards...
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LO: THRE-KICK OUT! Vannah out at two and a half, and Iota moving back to her feet but she's still massaging her lower spine...
KO: Yeah, that's isn't good...an obvious tell.
Iota reaches down and pulls Vannah up to her feet and pushes her into the ropes to send her to the other side. Vannah rebounds and Iota ducks her head for what looks to be a back body, but White leaps over her into a sunset flip, dragging Iota down into a pin.
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LO: IOTA KICKS FORWARDS PULLING VANNAH'S LEGS WITH HER AND SITTING ON HER CHEST FOR A PIN!
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KO: Vannah manages to kick her legs free and get her shoulders up, both women coming to their feet, and Iota coming in for a lariat, BUT VANNAH LEAPS TO THE SIDE AND PAST HER, LOOPING HER ARM THROUGH HER LEGS AND DRAGGING HER DOWN INTO A SCHOOLBOY!
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LO: Iota kicks out and is up quickly, but Vannah is already there to hook her around the waist and runs her into the ropes....Iota chest first which rebounds both women back, but Vannah turns it into a rolling pin!
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KO: Iota with a kick out that sends Vannah stumbling forwards....Psi kips up to her feet, and as Vannah spins around to rush back in catches her around the head and drags her to the mat into a small package!
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LO: VANNAH ROCKED TO THE SIDE AND REVERSED IT! NOW IOTA'S BEING PINNED!
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KO: Psi kicks out, and now both women rolling away to opposite corners and just came up to a knee to stare across at each other.....God almighty, I'm out of breath just watching that exchange!
The fans come to their feet in cheers as the two women show signs of new respect for one another, gradually getting to their feet without taking their eyes off of one another. They begin to circle, inching closer to the center of the ring, and the anticipation builds as they move to lock up one more time. Vannah quickly shoots behind Iota, locking her in a waist lock, and lifts her off her feet to plant her face down on the mat. She floats around into a front face lock, but Iota manages to drape her arm around Vannah's neck as well and then rolls them both over onto their backs. Psi flips her legs forwards so that she lands on her feet, pulling Vannah up with her, and transitions into a suplex position. She lifts White up, but as soon as she does, Vannah brings her knee straight down into the top of Iota's head forcing her to set her back down. It's Vannah's turn now, still from suplex position, to snap her opponent over to the mat.
LO: Crazy exchange there, as Iota now, plain to see, clutching at her lower back...
KO: Yeah, and Vannah just realized it, and is now pulling her back to her feet...hooks her from the side.....BACK BREAKER!
White shoves Iota off of her knee, and quickly hooks both legs into a high cover.
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LO: THREe-NO! Iota barely out before the three, and Vannah now placing her knee into the center of the woman's back, and gripping her under the chin with one hand and around the knee with the other, and just cranking back...
KO: That's a modified surfboard right there, and quite possibly the worst place for Iota Psi to be in...
Iota cries out from the pain of the hold she's been placed in, and Vannah cranks back to try and force the submission. Psi, realizing she's in trouble, makes the decision to put even more torque on her lower back to shift so that one arm is behind her. Her face is awash with anguish as she sacrifices her spine to get a grip on Vannah's foot, and then with one violent shove twists it in an unnatural direction. Vannah releases her hold to slide back, grabbing at her ankle, and Iota rolls in the opposite direction towards the ropes clutching her spine.
LO: Genius reversal to get out of that hold, but it may have caused more damage to her already injured back. Vannah already getting to her feet, and she's limping a little, testing that ankle.
KO: Now we've got both of them out here hobbled up. Iota using the ropes to pull herself up, but she looks like she can barely stand. That lower spine is a mess...
Vannah, feeling her ankle will hold out, charges in at Iota who looks up just in the nick of time to lower her head and send Vannah up and over the top with a back drop. White, however, manages to grab the top rope on her way over, which swings her around to land safely on the ring apron. Iota turns around to survey the damage only to find a shoulder thrust through the ropes from Vannah, but Iota manages to back peddle, and sends a football like kick square into Vannah's chest that leaves her dangling on the middle rope. Iota, still clutching her spine, runs for the nearby corner, springboards off the second turnbuckle, and spins around to drop a leg drop style famasser down across the back of Vannah's skull, driving her face first into the mat!
LO: GOOD GOD! Vannah just laid out by the ropes, but Iota impacted her spine by performing that move!
KO: Yeah, and now she's wasting precious seconds grabbing at her back instead of going for the cover!
Both women lay there for a few moments, the ref checking on both before stepping back and starting a count. She reaches the count of five when Iota finally gets to her knee's, grabs Vannah by her arm and leg, and drags her away from the ropes for a pin.
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LO: THRE-NO! VANNAH KICKS OUT, AND IOTA PSI LOOKS CRESTFALLEN! She needed that to be the end of this, but the match continues!
Iota slowly gets to her feet, and pulls Vannah up with her and pushes her into the ropes only to shoot her to the other side. Vannah rebounds and Iota rushes at her, leaping into the air to wrap her legs around Vannah's head, and then flips backwards into a hurricanrana that spikes her skull off the mat. Vannah lays there out of it as Iota pops back up, rushes the ropes, and then springboards off the second into a moonsault double stomp that lands squarely in Vannah's chest. The look of shock and pain, plus the inability to breathe, lets the audience know that she just got the wind knocked right out of her, and Iota see's it to when she quickly swoops in for a hook of the leg.
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LO: THREe-NO! GOD THAT WAS SO CLOSE, but Vannah White somehow got that shoulder up at three, and Iota is now laying forehead down on the mat uncertain of what she has to do to put the YouTube star away!
KO: I don't know either, Laur. I thought the hurricanrana was enough, but Jesus...she drove both feet through the woman's chest!
LO: I guess it jump started her heart, Ken, cause we sure do know she has plenty of it after this match!
Iota hits the mat with her fist, and then pushes up off her knee to get vertical as she stares down at her opponent. She shakes her head and reaches down to pull her back up, and walks her over to the nearby corner where she spins her around and lifts her to sit on the top turnbuckle. She steps up to the second to join her, and Vannah tries to shove her back, but a few hard forearm strikes settles the woman down. The Cybernetic Beauty looks out to the crowd, who sensing something big, come up to their feet in anticipation. Finally, she takes the next step up to the top, gives a short hop, and wraps her legs around Vannah's head for a hurricanrana off the top. Unfortunately for her, Vannah has other ideas.
LO: VANNAH REVERSES THE HURRICANRANA INTO AN AVALANCHE POWERBOMB!! MY GOD! IOTA PSI MIGHT BE BROKEN IN HALF!
KO: If she didn't need a spinal adjustment after this match before, I bet she does now! AND LOOK! Vannah just draped her arm over her for the cover!
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The fans explode as Vannah rolls off of Iota to lie on her back and suck wind as the bell sounds, and the referee promptly returns to Iota, taking a knee to check on the woman.
Ring Announcer: And the winner of this match via pinfall.....VANNAH WHITTTEEE!!
The fans go ballistic at the announcement, and Vannah struggles to sit up so she can flash a worn out smile to the fans cheering her on. After a few more seconds she struggles to get up to her feet, and finally falls into the ropes, allowing the referee to lift her hand in victory. Iota gets to her knee's, one hand still on the mat to help keep her upright while the other clutches her lower spine. It's obvious she's in pain, but she forces herself to her feet anyways and starts to make her way towards the ropes to exit. Before she can get very far, Vannah nudges past the referee and gently takes the woman by the elbow, and the two exchange a brief conversation in which Vannah offers her hand, and Iota takes it before dropping down between the ropes.
LO: In the end both these ladies had an absolute see-saw classic, and still have tremendous respect for themselves and the business to shake hands after it's over.
KO: Well, I guess this is the happy ending you were looking for, Laur. Vannah and Iota played nice, hell, even Dakota and Brooklyn were able to get along. I guess everyone is just one big happy family again.
LO: I don't know about that. Iota Psi and Vannah White just gave us all a great example of what it's like in a world where two combatants compete to win, but show great sportsmanship. I'm not so sure that Dakota or Brooklyn have gotten that lesson down pat yet, but I guess time will tell.
KO: Well, I hope they get past all of this so we can see The Zombie Clan massacre them, cause those guys...don't have a problem being brutal.
Laurence Othello just shakes his head in disappointment at his brother, as the scene cuts to backstage.
KO: HAHAHAHAHA!
LO: What did we just see?
KO: Are you kidding me, Laur. That was Cosmo's Grandma sans getting fucked to death by Brennan Devlin!
LO: KEN! NOT YOU TOO!!
KO: I'm sorry, bro, it's funny...
LO: Whatever. Generic Ring Announcer, save me from this lunacy!
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall or submission...
Clapping fills the arena as 'Shooting Stars' by Bag Raiders hits over the PA system. Just as the beat drops Vannah White steps through the curtain, award winning smile glowing out over the audience followed by a wave. The fans come to their feet in ovation as she pulls out her phone, recovered after being stolen in Rome, and presses record. A live shot of her appears on the two large screens on either side of her, and she stars down to the ramp, pausing to feature her more vocal fans in the live feed.
Ring Announcer: Making her way to the ring first, representing #Trendsetters, standing at five foot six and weighting in at 125 pounds, hailing from London, England.....She is 'The Queen Without A Crown'....VANNAH WHITTTEEE!!!
Vannah reaches the ringside area and makes a full rotation around the ring, chatting it up with fans and high fiving those who offer it. She reaches the steps once more, and this time climbs them to slip into the ring, twirling around to end by blowing a kiss to the crowd. She then kisses the camera of the phone, and winks before pushing the stop button, and passing the phone out to one of the techs at ringside.
LO: This will be the first singles match we've seen Vannah White in since before Equinox, and that was against Cross Recoba. Ever since that moment, she and Dakota Jennings have made a hell of a buzz around tag teams in the industry, and alongside the first ever tag team to be signed to Valor Pro, Neo Tokyo, were instrumental in getting the Chimera Tag Tournament started.
KO: It's true, these two teams have ignited a fire, but not just in the tag division, but in their own teams!
LO: We've already seen Dakota Jennings and Brooklyn Light in action earlier tonight, and I want to point out....did you notice that Dakota did not accompany Vannah to the ring. I wonder if the same will be true for Iota and Brooklyn?
KO: Well, it looks like we're about to find out!
"Neo Tokyo" by Scandroid hit's over the PA system and the lights dim while smoke fills the stage and a pink and purple light show starts in the background. When the smoke begins to disipate, Iota Psi stands at the center of the stage, her cybernetic leg cocked to the side, and her cybernetic arm raised up to her forehead. Her eyes cut to the ring, and the arm drops down at her side as she makes her way down the ramp to a torrid of cheers.
Ring Announcer: and introducing her opponent, representing Neo Tokyo, she stands at five foot four and weights in at 118 pounds, hailing from the Year 20XX, IOTA PSIIII!!!
Iota climbs up onto the apron at ringside, and slips into the squared circle, soaking up the cheers and eventually making her way to a neutral corner so she can climb to the second. She nods to the crowd, and then hops down, beginning the task of removing her cybernetic attachments.
KO: Guess that answers the question...
LO: Iota Psi out here minus Brooklyn Light, which makes for an interesting query. What will this mean for the future of both teams?
KO: Maybe you're just reading too much into the absence of the partners. After all, these two are the goody goodies. They probably just wanted to come out here and go one on one to prove a point to their partners that this industry doesn't require savagery. Me personally, I think that's a load of crap, but HEY...to each their own.
LO: Well, these two are already circling, and the referee just checked.....and there's the bell!
The two ladies touch hands in a sign of respect, and then move in for a collar and elbow tie up. Vannah quickly pulls Iota into a headlock, grinding her skull between her body and arm, causing Psi to reach out to try and find an escape. Not finding one, she instead pushes White towards the ropes, where she shoots her off to the other side breaking the hold. Iota steps out to the center to meet Vannah as she rebounds back, and is sent crashing to the mat by a shoulder tackle from the YouTube star! The two women exchange a brief glance before Vannah falls back to hit off the ropes, but Iota manages to float over onto her stomach in that direction which forces White to leap over her. Vannah continues her trek to the opposite side, bouncing off the ropes and coming back to a ready Iota, who sends her flipping down to the mat with a hip toss. Vannah pops right back up, and rushes at Iota, only to be taken back down to the mat with another hip toss. White moves a little more gingerly to her feet, and Iota takes her by the wrist and pushes her into the ropes only to shoot her off again to the opposite side.
LO: Action fast and furious as Vannah White springs back off the ropes, and Iota catches her with a drop toe hold that thunders her face first to the mat, and then floats over into a seated headlock!
KO: Yeah, but Vannah has pushed up to her knee's, and looks like she's trying to arch her way out of the hold......There it is! And she grabbed Psi's arm to boot and pulls it back into a hammerlock!
Vannah rests her chin on Iota's shoulder as she torques back on the woman's arm, forcing her down onto her side. Iota, realizing that White has her at a disadvantage, manages to swing her legs around while pushing up with her free arm, putting her in a seated position. Almost immediately she shifts to the side and manages to get her knee's in under her, while pushing backwards in order to untangle her arm, and reverse the hold. Not it's Vannah's turn to feel the pain of the hammerlock, and she grits her teeth as she forces both of them back to their feet. She reaches beneath her legs and manages to hook Psi by the back of the knee, and Iota has no other choice but to let go of the hold or be tipped over off balance. Vannah quickly lets go of the leg, and takes a step forwards and then falls backwards, flashing her right foot straight up and back for a Pele Kick that strikes Iota right in the face.
LO: Psi sent falling back into the ropes where she clutches at her nose, while Vannah gets to her feet and comes rushing right in! OH! Iota with a back elbow that sends Vannah stumbling back, and now it's Psi who rushes forwards into a running front dropkick that sends White crashing to the mat!
KO: Iota quickly goes for a cover, but it's not even worth a one count as Vannah kicks out!
Iota pulls Vannah up to a seated position, and applies a rear chin lock, placing her knee square in the center of her opponents shoulder blades while cranking back on her skull. Vannah reaches up and grabs at Iota's wrists to try and slip out of the hold, but Iota refuses, keeping her drawn in. Finally, White rolls to her side up to a knee, and now Iota is forced into pulling Vannah into a headlock or lose her control of the body part. This allows white to push them back to their feet once more, and in a burst of strength she lifts the woman straight up into the air, and then slams right back down to the canvas in a snap side suplex. The impact not only forces a break, but has Iota clutching at the back of her skull as Vannah eases over to the ropes to get to her feet. As Iota rises Vannah comes rushing towards the center of the ring, and launches herself into a headscissors takeover that sends Psi sailing head first into the nearby corner.
LO: Iota Psi manages to turn at the last second, or she was about to eat a whole face full of turnbuckle...
KO: Yeah, but it doesn't look like her shoulders and spine appreciate it either. Here comes Vannah, and she goes for a BIG SPLASH! NO! IOTA MOVED!
Vannah clutches at her chest as she stumbles back out of the corner, and Iota runs right past her, leaping into the air and catching her around the head as she descends for a fast moving slingblade. Vannah's skull crashes with the canvas, and she clutches the back of her head, as Iota comes to her feet and makes her way back for the corner. She steps through the ropes to the apron, and begins to climb the turnbuckles to the top. Just as she gets positioned Vannah manages to make it back to her feet, still dazed after the sharp impact to her skull, and trips forwards to fall across the top rope. The sudden shift under her feet causes Iota to lose her balance, and her misplaced footing causes her to come crashing down crotch first across the top turnbuckle. The look of shock and pain crosses her face as she holds her lower regions, and Vannah looks up to see what just happened, surprised herself.
LO: I don't think Vannah White meant to do that, but sometimes accidents make for turnarounds in match ups, and this might just be one of those times!
KO: Now see, right there's what I'm talking about. If Cross Recoba or NovaCaine did something like that, you'd read them the riot act, but if Vannah White does it, oh...she didn't mean to. What a joke!
LO: Excuse me, but last I checked, Vannah White has a track record of playing the straight and narrow, while the others you mentioned are bastards, pure and simple.
KO: Whatever. And they call me sexist.
It almost seems that Vannah is apologizing to Psi, who uncomfortably repositions in her seat on the top turnbuckle. That, however, doesn't stop her from stepping right up to the second turnbuckle, where she hooks Iota around the head to a cheering crowd.
LO: Looks like Vannah is going to try and capitalize here, but Iota Psi just opened up with right hands to her midsection.
KO: Yeah, and I think she's getting the better of the exchange too...Vannah is wobbly on those ropes...OH! BIONIC ELBOW SENDS WHITE CRASHING TO THE MAT!
LO: Now maybe we'll see what Iota was originally intending....
Sure enough, Iota stands up by use of the second turnbuckle, and makes the extra step up to the top. She signals to the crowd like she's pulling the trigger, and then leaps high into the air to cut a front flip into a senton bomb. Unfortunately for her, there is nothing to stop her momentum but empty canvas, as Vannah rolls out of the way.
LO: CRASH AND BURN! Iota having trouble keeping Vannah down, and now White is back up by use of the ropes, and she's begging for Psi to get back to hers...
KO: Slowly but surely she's complying, and here comes Vannah...hooks her around the chin, and FALLS INTO A BACKSTABBER...WAIT, SHE JUST ROLLED HER ALL THE WAY THROUGH INTO A MODIFIED CAMEL CLUTCH!
LO: HASH TAG!! Iota is crying out in pain as Vannah rocks all the way back, and....Ken.....the spine shouldn't bend like that!
KO: No doubt! Vannah's got her all hemmed up in the center of the ring, and Iota might be in danger of tapping here!
Iota Psi cries out as Vannah continues pulling her neck back with a determined expression, all the while Iota's torso bending further and further into a wholly unnatural position. She claws at the mat, and comes within inches of the ropes, but before she can get a hold she finds her arms drooping to the canvas. The referee gets in position beside her, asking her if she wants to give it up, but after getting no response, he concernedly lifts one of her arms only for it to drop lifelessly back to the mat. He signals one and then checks again with the same result. He signals two. He lifts her arm for the third and final time, and just as it's about to hit the mat, Iota's eyes pop open cartoonishly wide, and she screams again as she makes the final pull in order to grab hold of the bottom rope.
LO: I thought that it might be over there for a second, but Iota Psi manages to get to the safety of the ropes and Vannah immediately breaks the hold before the referee even has to ask.
KO: I appreciate that Vannah is a do-gooder and all, but come on. You've got a five count.
LO: That might be true, Ken, but Vannah doesn't want to conduct her business that way. She believes in true and fair competition, and I'm sure not only does Iota Psi appreciate that, but she lives by a similar code.
Ken Othello snorts in disgust as Vannah helps Psi up against the ropes, and then shoots her off to the other side. Iota rebounds and Vannah steps out to the center to meet her, and goes for a tilt-a-whirl back breaker, but is taken by surprise when Iota turns this into a headscissor takeover that sends White flipping down to the canvas. Vannah pops back up, and rushes right back at Iota who has only managed to get to her knee's, but still has the where-with-all to catch the woman coming at her in a fireman's carry that slams her spine first to the mat. She quickly takes Vannah by the shoulders and lifts her into a sitting position, scrambling to her feet only to deliver a low dropkick right to the back of Vannah's head.
LO: Iota Psi back on her feet now, but you can tell that Hash Tag really took something out of her as she is ambling towards the corner to hop up to the second turnbuckle...
KO: BIG SPLASH CRASHES DOWN ON WHITE! Iota hooking the leg afterwards...
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LO: THRE-KICK OUT! Vannah out at two and a half, and Iota moving back to her feet but she's still massaging her lower spine...
KO: Yeah, that's isn't good...an obvious tell.
Iota reaches down and pulls Vannah up to her feet and pushes her into the ropes to send her to the other side. Vannah rebounds and Iota ducks her head for what looks to be a back body, but White leaps over her into a sunset flip, dragging Iota down into a pin.
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LO: IOTA KICKS FORWARDS PULLING VANNAH'S LEGS WITH HER AND SITTING ON HER CHEST FOR A PIN!
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KO: Vannah manages to kick her legs free and get her shoulders up, both women coming to their feet, and Iota coming in for a lariat, BUT VANNAH LEAPS TO THE SIDE AND PAST HER, LOOPING HER ARM THROUGH HER LEGS AND DRAGGING HER DOWN INTO A SCHOOLBOY!
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LO: Iota kicks out and is up quickly, but Vannah is already there to hook her around the waist and runs her into the ropes....Iota chest first which rebounds both women back, but Vannah turns it into a rolling pin!
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KO: Iota with a kick out that sends Vannah stumbling forwards....Psi kips up to her feet, and as Vannah spins around to rush back in catches her around the head and drags her to the mat into a small package!
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LO: VANNAH ROCKED TO THE SIDE AND REVERSED IT! NOW IOTA'S BEING PINNED!
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KO: Psi kicks out, and now both women rolling away to opposite corners and just came up to a knee to stare across at each other.....God almighty, I'm out of breath just watching that exchange!
The fans come to their feet in cheers as the two women show signs of new respect for one another, gradually getting to their feet without taking their eyes off of one another. They begin to circle, inching closer to the center of the ring, and the anticipation builds as they move to lock up one more time. Vannah quickly shoots behind Iota, locking her in a waist lock, and lifts her off her feet to plant her face down on the mat. She floats around into a front face lock, but Iota manages to drape her arm around Vannah's neck as well and then rolls them both over onto their backs. Psi flips her legs forwards so that she lands on her feet, pulling Vannah up with her, and transitions into a suplex position. She lifts White up, but as soon as she does, Vannah brings her knee straight down into the top of Iota's head forcing her to set her back down. It's Vannah's turn now, still from suplex position, to snap her opponent over to the mat.
LO: Crazy exchange there, as Iota now, plain to see, clutching at her lower back...
KO: Yeah, and Vannah just realized it, and is now pulling her back to her feet...hooks her from the side.....BACK BREAKER!
White shoves Iota off of her knee, and quickly hooks both legs into a high cover.
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LO: THREe-NO! Iota barely out before the three, and Vannah now placing her knee into the center of the woman's back, and gripping her under the chin with one hand and around the knee with the other, and just cranking back...
KO: That's a modified surfboard right there, and quite possibly the worst place for Iota Psi to be in...
Iota cries out from the pain of the hold she's been placed in, and Vannah cranks back to try and force the submission. Psi, realizing she's in trouble, makes the decision to put even more torque on her lower back to shift so that one arm is behind her. Her face is awash with anguish as she sacrifices her spine to get a grip on Vannah's foot, and then with one violent shove twists it in an unnatural direction. Vannah releases her hold to slide back, grabbing at her ankle, and Iota rolls in the opposite direction towards the ropes clutching her spine.
LO: Genius reversal to get out of that hold, but it may have caused more damage to her already injured back. Vannah already getting to her feet, and she's limping a little, testing that ankle.
KO: Now we've got both of them out here hobbled up. Iota using the ropes to pull herself up, but she looks like she can barely stand. That lower spine is a mess...
Vannah, feeling her ankle will hold out, charges in at Iota who looks up just in the nick of time to lower her head and send Vannah up and over the top with a back drop. White, however, manages to grab the top rope on her way over, which swings her around to land safely on the ring apron. Iota turns around to survey the damage only to find a shoulder thrust through the ropes from Vannah, but Iota manages to back peddle, and sends a football like kick square into Vannah's chest that leaves her dangling on the middle rope. Iota, still clutching her spine, runs for the nearby corner, springboards off the second turnbuckle, and spins around to drop a leg drop style famasser down across the back of Vannah's skull, driving her face first into the mat!
LO: GOOD GOD! Vannah just laid out by the ropes, but Iota impacted her spine by performing that move!
KO: Yeah, and now she's wasting precious seconds grabbing at her back instead of going for the cover!
Both women lay there for a few moments, the ref checking on both before stepping back and starting a count. She reaches the count of five when Iota finally gets to her knee's, grabs Vannah by her arm and leg, and drags her away from the ropes for a pin.
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LO: THRE-NO! VANNAH KICKS OUT, AND IOTA PSI LOOKS CRESTFALLEN! She needed that to be the end of this, but the match continues!
Iota slowly gets to her feet, and pulls Vannah up with her and pushes her into the ropes only to shoot her to the other side. Vannah rebounds and Iota rushes at her, leaping into the air to wrap her legs around Vannah's head, and then flips backwards into a hurricanrana that spikes her skull off the mat. Vannah lays there out of it as Iota pops back up, rushes the ropes, and then springboards off the second into a moonsault double stomp that lands squarely in Vannah's chest. The look of shock and pain, plus the inability to breathe, lets the audience know that she just got the wind knocked right out of her, and Iota see's it to when she quickly swoops in for a hook of the leg.
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LO: THREe-NO! GOD THAT WAS SO CLOSE, but Vannah White somehow got that shoulder up at three, and Iota is now laying forehead down on the mat uncertain of what she has to do to put the YouTube star away!
KO: I don't know either, Laur. I thought the hurricanrana was enough, but Jesus...she drove both feet through the woman's chest!
LO: I guess it jump started her heart, Ken, cause we sure do know she has plenty of it after this match!
Iota hits the mat with her fist, and then pushes up off her knee to get vertical as she stares down at her opponent. She shakes her head and reaches down to pull her back up, and walks her over to the nearby corner where she spins her around and lifts her to sit on the top turnbuckle. She steps up to the second to join her, and Vannah tries to shove her back, but a few hard forearm strikes settles the woman down. The Cybernetic Beauty looks out to the crowd, who sensing something big, come up to their feet in anticipation. Finally, she takes the next step up to the top, gives a short hop, and wraps her legs around Vannah's head for a hurricanrana off the top. Unfortunately for her, Vannah has other ideas.
LO: VANNAH REVERSES THE HURRICANRANA INTO AN AVALANCHE POWERBOMB!! MY GOD! IOTA PSI MIGHT BE BROKEN IN HALF!
KO: If she didn't need a spinal adjustment after this match before, I bet she does now! AND LOOK! Vannah just draped her arm over her for the cover!
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3!!!
The fans explode as Vannah rolls off of Iota to lie on her back and suck wind as the bell sounds, and the referee promptly returns to Iota, taking a knee to check on the woman.
Ring Announcer: And the winner of this match via pinfall.....VANNAH WHITTTEEE!!
The fans go ballistic at the announcement, and Vannah struggles to sit up so she can flash a worn out smile to the fans cheering her on. After a few more seconds she struggles to get up to her feet, and finally falls into the ropes, allowing the referee to lift her hand in victory. Iota gets to her knee's, one hand still on the mat to help keep her upright while the other clutches her lower spine. It's obvious she's in pain, but she forces herself to her feet anyways and starts to make her way towards the ropes to exit. Before she can get very far, Vannah nudges past the referee and gently takes the woman by the elbow, and the two exchange a brief conversation in which Vannah offers her hand, and Iota takes it before dropping down between the ropes.
LO: In the end both these ladies had an absolute see-saw classic, and still have tremendous respect for themselves and the business to shake hands after it's over.
KO: Well, I guess this is the happy ending you were looking for, Laur. Vannah and Iota played nice, hell, even Dakota and Brooklyn were able to get along. I guess everyone is just one big happy family again.
LO: I don't know about that. Iota Psi and Vannah White just gave us all a great example of what it's like in a world where two combatants compete to win, but show great sportsmanship. I'm not so sure that Dakota or Brooklyn have gotten that lesson down pat yet, but I guess time will tell.
KO: Well, I hope they get past all of this so we can see The Zombie Clan massacre them, cause those guys...don't have a problem being brutal.
Laurence Othello just shakes his head in disappointment at his brother, as the scene cuts to backstage.
Both Cosmo Cooper and Leela Watts had been able to coexist in Valor Pro Wrestling without too much attention on them both. The biggest question that had been asked? Was Leela Watts able to pick up where she left off in CWC within the confines of Valor Pro. It was all anyone talked about. Cosmo and Leela had spoken several times since her Valor debut, but last show just as Cosmo was going to go speak with her--he was interrupted and wasn’t able to.
We catch Cosmo warming up before his tag match later on in the show. He bounces around turning his head side to side. It doesn’t take long for him to hear a gaggle of reporters. With his brow furrowed, he happens upon Leela Watts, surrounded by various wrestling press with microphones stuck in her face. Cosmo picked up his usual casual stride and made his way over.
REPORTERS: Do you think you’re going to be able to do what you did here like you did in CWC?
Some were in another language and Cosmo couldn’t understand it.
REPORTERS: Leela! You’ve not exactly set the world on fire here in Valor. How do you feel…
As Leela tried to keep the smile on her face, Cosmo could see the signs of stress on her forehead and much like when he was dating her, the boyfriend mode kicked in. Rushing forward he stepped in front of her and began brandishing his hands as to move them back.
COOPER: Dude, not cool. She is in the main event tonight, leave her alone!
The reporters didn’t seem to want to move, but when Cosmo stepped forward, they scattered. It left Leemo alone for the moment. Cosmo turned around with a small smile, but Leela didn’t seem to match his.
COOPER: Hey… I… sorry about all that.
Leela’s facial expression twisted to one of rage as she bawled her hands into fists at her sides and glared at Cosmo.
WATTS: You didn’t have to do that you know! I can handle things myself! I don’t need you to come over here and save me from answering questions. If I don’t want to answer them? I won’t. I’m not your problem.
Cosmo seemed taken aback by her snappy response. He shook his head and muttered something that might have been an apology under his breath before quickly walking away. Almost as if realizing what she had done Leela’s expression softened and she hung her head in disappointment at herself. She looked up to take a couple of steps in the direction Cosmo went but thought better of it and stopped. Running her fingers through her hair and throwing her hands up.
WATTS: Way to go Leela.
She then sighed and hung her head as she walked off in the opposite direction Cosmo had left.
We catch Cosmo warming up before his tag match later on in the show. He bounces around turning his head side to side. It doesn’t take long for him to hear a gaggle of reporters. With his brow furrowed, he happens upon Leela Watts, surrounded by various wrestling press with microphones stuck in her face. Cosmo picked up his usual casual stride and made his way over.
REPORTERS: Do you think you’re going to be able to do what you did here like you did in CWC?
Some were in another language and Cosmo couldn’t understand it.
REPORTERS: Leela! You’ve not exactly set the world on fire here in Valor. How do you feel…
As Leela tried to keep the smile on her face, Cosmo could see the signs of stress on her forehead and much like when he was dating her, the boyfriend mode kicked in. Rushing forward he stepped in front of her and began brandishing his hands as to move them back.
COOPER: Dude, not cool. She is in the main event tonight, leave her alone!
The reporters didn’t seem to want to move, but when Cosmo stepped forward, they scattered. It left Leemo alone for the moment. Cosmo turned around with a small smile, but Leela didn’t seem to match his.
COOPER: Hey… I… sorry about all that.
Leela’s facial expression twisted to one of rage as she bawled her hands into fists at her sides and glared at Cosmo.
WATTS: You didn’t have to do that you know! I can handle things myself! I don’t need you to come over here and save me from answering questions. If I don’t want to answer them? I won’t. I’m not your problem.
Cosmo seemed taken aback by her snappy response. He shook his head and muttered something that might have been an apology under his breath before quickly walking away. Almost as if realizing what she had done Leela’s expression softened and she hung her head in disappointment at herself. She looked up to take a couple of steps in the direction Cosmo went but thought better of it and stopped. Running her fingers through her hair and throwing her hands up.
WATTS: Way to go Leela.
She then sighed and hung her head as she walked off in the opposite direction Cosmo had left.
Featuring: The Zombie Clan
As always, the crowd in the Hong Kong Coliseum is awaiting what comes next from Valor Pro when the initial synth notes of Ylvis’ seminal hit, “What Does the Fox Say” and a rather determined, if not altogether disheveled-looking Brad Stokes (think drunken hobo in a leather jacket and sunglasses,) steps out from the gorilla position and forgoes his usual mid-ramp posturing. He waves his hand dismissively as the song kicks in full swing. This song choice seems like something he chose in a different state of mind.
Anyway, he keeps walking, blowing some unkempt hair from his eyes. In his other hand he holds a half-empty bottle of alcohol sans label, (who knows what he’s drinking), which he passes off to some kid in the crowd after taking a hefty swig and parts open his leather jacket to reveal yet another custom made t-shirt with his face done up with an animal snap chat filter and Brad doing duck face with the words, “What does The Brad Say?”
Down he goes and into the ring looking his usual confused self, nearly tripping on the rope on his way in and looking like a gymnast with a flawless dismount when he doesn’t fall. The crowd dies down and Brad looks just happy he made it down to the ring without vomiting.
Wait. Here it comes. No. He’s good. Bright, relieved smile.
BRAD STOKES: HELLO SAINT LOUIS!
Brad lifts his arms and looks like he’s half asleep. A general confused consensus comes over the crowd. Brad, opens his eyes and notes no one is really responding and removes a note card from his pocket loaded with helpful information for him to remember and squints at it. He turns it right side up and reads.
Brad Stokes: Hong Kong. HELLO HONG KONG. What the hell is Hong Kong? What is UP Hong Kong hahahahaha.
The crowd cheers like it’s a requirement of being part of the audience.
Brad Stokes: (burp) shut up, sit down, stand up, move over Red Rover Red Rover let Brad Stokes come on over.
He is so obviously drunk. His half-in the bag grin proves this point if nothing else.
Brad Stokes: I’m here for one thing, and one thing only. To kick bubble gum and chew ass you feel me, Washington?
He’s getting wobbly. And whoa! Brad Stokes collapsed in the center of the ring like a Ric Flair trademark collapse. The crowd is back on its feet cause there’s no way this is scripted. The ring official Diego Santana, after a few anxious moments, slides in to the ring to check on Brad. Brad is out of it. Diego lifts a hand. It drops. He does it again. It drops lifelessly to the mat. He does one third and final time but this time Brad manages to keep his arm elevated long enough to start the classic Hulkster shake. Brad is up on his feet, getting his second wind!
Brad Stokes: Get your damn hands off me you damn dirty ape!
Brad rips his jacket sleeve from Diego’s grip and turns his back to the ref who slips back out of the ring. Brad is in this to win it now.
Brad Stokes: And we’re back. Welcome welcome. I’m Brad Stokes. This is my show. You’re here to watch it. And tonight we have an extra special guest tonight (unintelligible mumbles) and that’s all there is to it! HAHAHAHAA Let’s bring Zombie Clan out here so I can get back to sleep. Whew. Hot out here. Think I’m getting typhus.
Brad looks expectantly to the entrance fanning himself and the cold sweat he’s broken into.
Wanli by Hyukoh stats up on the sound system and the crowd goes wild when hometown favorite Kowloon Zombie walks out. Brad looks like he’s listening to cats meowing incessantly. Kowloon is followed by Siberia Zombie who stares at the wretch in the ring. They are followed by Aokigahara Zombie as he swaggers out. He has a drink of his own in his hand and he leads Siberia and Kowloon to the ring. They get in and gather around Brad. Aokigahara taps him on the back hard.
Brad Stokes: (looking up at the ramp) Alright, that’s real great they brought the ring crew out, now where’s this Zombie Clan guy?
Aokigahara laughs and stares down the ramp with Brad. Siberia taps Brad’s shoulder to get his attention.
Siberia Zombie: It’s a group. We are the Zombie Clan, Brad.
Brad is wobbly still. Having trouble keeping his eyes focused, it looks like he might fall over again.
Brad Stokes: I know that you idiots. Of course I know that. Don’t touch my jacket.
He fixes his jacket and looks suddenly weary of being surrounded by the Zombie clan. Whoa he just noticed Aoki behind him. Ah! And there’s Kowloon. Brad’s uneasy.
Brad Stokes: What in the name of clown cars is this? How many of you are there, huh?
No response necessary. Brad doesn’t work by the hour.
Brad Stokes: Nevermind. They brought you out here. So I’m going to give you a piece of my mind. This damn company and everybody in it is--
Kowloon puts a hand in front of Brad’s face. Brad looks offended.
Kowloon Zombie: Don’t worry. We can smell what you think from here and it is nothing pleasant. What you need is an adjustment. That’s what we’re here for and we’re not just going to be working on the people that fight in this ring. This whole company can use our help and you can be the first in the staff we help.
Aokigahara Zombie: I think he’s fine.
Brad quickly keeps his backside away from Aoki.
Brad Stokes: I don’t swing that way, buddy.
This entire encounter has put Brad on the defensive.
Brad Stokes: All of you stay the hell back. We’re gonna conduct this interview from a safe distance.
Brad moves away from the clan and lifts himself, albeit awkwardly, onto the corner turnbuckle, losing his balance in the process BUT HE’S OKAY.
Brad Stokes: I’m calling the shots here. Nobody is helping ANYBODY. You guys… what… come out here, you obviously work for this company. I can only assume that you’re wrestlers based on your cheesy getups.
Brad crosses one leg over the other, real professional like.
Brad Stokes: Let me tell you about this business. It’s full of people like you who try and help you and THEN BOOM you wake up in a bathtub hepped up on cocaine with your kidneys hanging out. No sir. That’s not happening here. Tell us about your match or nothing at all. Nobody wants to hear some asian-themed self-help hit squad. They want to hear me, Brad.
After that spectacular hissy, Brad hops off the turnbuckle and makes to exit the ring only to see the ring crew informing him they’ve still got about ten minutes left. Brad curses silently to himself and turns back to the Zombie Clan.
Brad Stokes: And maybe you. Try again, kids. You’re being graded.
Kowloon Zombie: That sounds like a good idea
Siberia Zombie: Don’t indulge him. We are going to focus on watching the Lethal Lottery Battle Royal. We have secured our position in this tournament and now it is up to Kowloon and Fukushima to advance. There are a lot of people seeking to win this opportunity and even some that might get their second chance. That is unacceptable but it is a fair system. They do not need any easy victories. Their opponents will still be proven and will have earned the privilege to face them in the ring.
Aokigahara Zombie: Everyone loves a little rumble. Hey, Brad, do you want a drink?
Aokigahara holds out the bottle to him.
Brad Stokes: Well, I really shouldn’t, but--
Like possessed suddenly Brad clutches the bottle right from Aoki’s hands.
Brad Stokes: Okay, I will.
He begins to chug. And chug. And chug. Finally hqanding the bottle back to Aoki with less than a few drops left.
Brad Stokes: I mean (burp) Hiroki San (unintelligible giggling) where is my automobile. (more giggling. Dude’s trashed.)
Kowloon Zombie immediately advances on Brad with some bad intentions, but Siberia holds him back.
Siberia Zombie: This is completely unacceptable. We are moving onto some of the most important matches in Valor and everyone is on high alert after all the bounties put out by Cross. Not to mention all the times we’ve had to share the ring with our enemies, and you behave like this. You need help, Brad.
Aokigahara gets in between them and puts an arm around Brad’s shoulders to position him in front of the camera.
Aokigahara Zombie: Hey Stokes. Now that you are good and blitzed, tell the people what you think. What do you feel about how Vanessa Byrne is handling this company?
Brad’s got that blitzed look in his eye, a stupid grin on his face, half way between collapsing and vomiting.
Brad Stokes: I just, look, I just, look, let me just tell you right now, look, can I be honest with you? I have no idea who you’re talking about, is she hot? Show me Vannah Blurb. Show me. I’ll show you my next ex-wife. You know what I’m saying? (gurgles of laughter) What about you guys?
He puts his arm around Siberia.
Brad Stokes: You guys got a wife? Is this her? How you doing?
Siberia shrugs Brad off and grabs his collar. Kowloon now has to hold her back and separate them. Aokigahara is extremely enthusiastic about this.
Kowloon Zombie: You are out of line, Stokes. Do you know what Siberia and I stand for? We believe in complete abstinence from ingesting any toxins into your body and just look at us. That has made us the prime physical specimens you see before you. If you keep going down this path you’ll end up like… well, like him!
He points to Aokigahara who is surprised by this accusation and yells at him in unintelligible Japanese. Kowloon ignores this.
Kowloon Zombie: I think it’s time for some tough love, Brad. We’re putting our feet down. If we ever catch you doing anything to harm yourself, be it by drinking alcohol or anything else, we are going to finish the job a lot quicker than expected.
Kowloon gets in Brad’s face again.
Kowloon Zombie: Do you understand?
Brad looks deathly serious all of a sudden, primarily because of the alcohol.
Brad Stokes: You guys think you can threaten me? Who do you think I am, one of your stupid wrestling opponents? I am Brad THE MANDINGO Stokes, you feel me? Brad Stokes. I invented the hammerlock. I am a 53 time world champion. THE WALKING TRIPLE CROWN. This company should be kicking themselves I’m just an interviewer.
Brad’s right pissed, striding around the ring with flamboyant gestures of outrage. The alcohol is really kicking in. Out of nowhere, looking up from his own thoughts its like he doesn’t know where he is all of a sudden.
Brad Stokes: Wait a minute. Who are you guys, huh? Buncha wacky Asians, huh?
A boo from the predominantly Asian audience. Brad looks around, stunned at where he is.
Brad Stokes: I saw you two wrestle earlier… what’s going on here… where am I?
Siberia looks at Brad Stokes with some sadness but Aokigahara and Kowloon begin to argue. Brad sees this and gets irate himself. He gets in between them and starts yelling and poking his finger in their chests. A bit of a pushing game starts up between all three of them. Aokigahara starts nodding at the two of them as he believes something is going to kick off. Siberia then comes up behind Brad and wraps her arms around his head and neck. Kowloon and Aokigahara go quiet as Brad flails. Siberia drags him back and squeezes until he goes out. She lays Brad down on the mat gently. Aokigahara hands her the mic and she looks down on Brad and Kowloon hands her the mic.
Siberia Zombie: So you are a part of this. If you were even half as great as you claim, we will take you there again. That goes for you, you people at home, and you all here in attendance.
Siberia drops the mic and abruptly leaves the ring. Kowloon quickly follows as Aokigahara takes a moment to admire Brad’s state.
Anyway, he keeps walking, blowing some unkempt hair from his eyes. In his other hand he holds a half-empty bottle of alcohol sans label, (who knows what he’s drinking), which he passes off to some kid in the crowd after taking a hefty swig and parts open his leather jacket to reveal yet another custom made t-shirt with his face done up with an animal snap chat filter and Brad doing duck face with the words, “What does The Brad Say?”
Down he goes and into the ring looking his usual confused self, nearly tripping on the rope on his way in and looking like a gymnast with a flawless dismount when he doesn’t fall. The crowd dies down and Brad looks just happy he made it down to the ring without vomiting.
Wait. Here it comes. No. He’s good. Bright, relieved smile.
BRAD STOKES: HELLO SAINT LOUIS!
Brad lifts his arms and looks like he’s half asleep. A general confused consensus comes over the crowd. Brad, opens his eyes and notes no one is really responding and removes a note card from his pocket loaded with helpful information for him to remember and squints at it. He turns it right side up and reads.
Brad Stokes: Hong Kong. HELLO HONG KONG. What the hell is Hong Kong? What is UP Hong Kong hahahahaha.
The crowd cheers like it’s a requirement of being part of the audience.
Brad Stokes: (burp) shut up, sit down, stand up, move over Red Rover Red Rover let Brad Stokes come on over.
He is so obviously drunk. His half-in the bag grin proves this point if nothing else.
Brad Stokes: I’m here for one thing, and one thing only. To kick bubble gum and chew ass you feel me, Washington?
He’s getting wobbly. And whoa! Brad Stokes collapsed in the center of the ring like a Ric Flair trademark collapse. The crowd is back on its feet cause there’s no way this is scripted. The ring official Diego Santana, after a few anxious moments, slides in to the ring to check on Brad. Brad is out of it. Diego lifts a hand. It drops. He does it again. It drops lifelessly to the mat. He does one third and final time but this time Brad manages to keep his arm elevated long enough to start the classic Hulkster shake. Brad is up on his feet, getting his second wind!
Brad Stokes: Get your damn hands off me you damn dirty ape!
Brad rips his jacket sleeve from Diego’s grip and turns his back to the ref who slips back out of the ring. Brad is in this to win it now.
Brad Stokes: And we’re back. Welcome welcome. I’m Brad Stokes. This is my show. You’re here to watch it. And tonight we have an extra special guest tonight (unintelligible mumbles) and that’s all there is to it! HAHAHAHAA Let’s bring Zombie Clan out here so I can get back to sleep. Whew. Hot out here. Think I’m getting typhus.
Brad looks expectantly to the entrance fanning himself and the cold sweat he’s broken into.
Wanli by Hyukoh stats up on the sound system and the crowd goes wild when hometown favorite Kowloon Zombie walks out. Brad looks like he’s listening to cats meowing incessantly. Kowloon is followed by Siberia Zombie who stares at the wretch in the ring. They are followed by Aokigahara Zombie as he swaggers out. He has a drink of his own in his hand and he leads Siberia and Kowloon to the ring. They get in and gather around Brad. Aokigahara taps him on the back hard.
Brad Stokes: (looking up at the ramp) Alright, that’s real great they brought the ring crew out, now where’s this Zombie Clan guy?
Aokigahara laughs and stares down the ramp with Brad. Siberia taps Brad’s shoulder to get his attention.
Siberia Zombie: It’s a group. We are the Zombie Clan, Brad.
Brad is wobbly still. Having trouble keeping his eyes focused, it looks like he might fall over again.
Brad Stokes: I know that you idiots. Of course I know that. Don’t touch my jacket.
He fixes his jacket and looks suddenly weary of being surrounded by the Zombie clan. Whoa he just noticed Aoki behind him. Ah! And there’s Kowloon. Brad’s uneasy.
Brad Stokes: What in the name of clown cars is this? How many of you are there, huh?
No response necessary. Brad doesn’t work by the hour.
Brad Stokes: Nevermind. They brought you out here. So I’m going to give you a piece of my mind. This damn company and everybody in it is--
Kowloon puts a hand in front of Brad’s face. Brad looks offended.
Kowloon Zombie: Don’t worry. We can smell what you think from here and it is nothing pleasant. What you need is an adjustment. That’s what we’re here for and we’re not just going to be working on the people that fight in this ring. This whole company can use our help and you can be the first in the staff we help.
Aokigahara Zombie: I think he’s fine.
Brad quickly keeps his backside away from Aoki.
Brad Stokes: I don’t swing that way, buddy.
This entire encounter has put Brad on the defensive.
Brad Stokes: All of you stay the hell back. We’re gonna conduct this interview from a safe distance.
Brad moves away from the clan and lifts himself, albeit awkwardly, onto the corner turnbuckle, losing his balance in the process BUT HE’S OKAY.
Brad Stokes: I’m calling the shots here. Nobody is helping ANYBODY. You guys… what… come out here, you obviously work for this company. I can only assume that you’re wrestlers based on your cheesy getups.
Brad crosses one leg over the other, real professional like.
Brad Stokes: Let me tell you about this business. It’s full of people like you who try and help you and THEN BOOM you wake up in a bathtub hepped up on cocaine with your kidneys hanging out. No sir. That’s not happening here. Tell us about your match or nothing at all. Nobody wants to hear some asian-themed self-help hit squad. They want to hear me, Brad.
After that spectacular hissy, Brad hops off the turnbuckle and makes to exit the ring only to see the ring crew informing him they’ve still got about ten minutes left. Brad curses silently to himself and turns back to the Zombie Clan.
Brad Stokes: And maybe you. Try again, kids. You’re being graded.
Kowloon Zombie: That sounds like a good idea
Siberia Zombie: Don’t indulge him. We are going to focus on watching the Lethal Lottery Battle Royal. We have secured our position in this tournament and now it is up to Kowloon and Fukushima to advance. There are a lot of people seeking to win this opportunity and even some that might get their second chance. That is unacceptable but it is a fair system. They do not need any easy victories. Their opponents will still be proven and will have earned the privilege to face them in the ring.
Aokigahara Zombie: Everyone loves a little rumble. Hey, Brad, do you want a drink?
Aokigahara holds out the bottle to him.
Brad Stokes: Well, I really shouldn’t, but--
Like possessed suddenly Brad clutches the bottle right from Aoki’s hands.
Brad Stokes: Okay, I will.
He begins to chug. And chug. And chug. Finally hqanding the bottle back to Aoki with less than a few drops left.
Brad Stokes: I mean (burp) Hiroki San (unintelligible giggling) where is my automobile. (more giggling. Dude’s trashed.)
Kowloon Zombie immediately advances on Brad with some bad intentions, but Siberia holds him back.
Siberia Zombie: This is completely unacceptable. We are moving onto some of the most important matches in Valor and everyone is on high alert after all the bounties put out by Cross. Not to mention all the times we’ve had to share the ring with our enemies, and you behave like this. You need help, Brad.
Aokigahara gets in between them and puts an arm around Brad’s shoulders to position him in front of the camera.
Aokigahara Zombie: Hey Stokes. Now that you are good and blitzed, tell the people what you think. What do you feel about how Vanessa Byrne is handling this company?
Brad’s got that blitzed look in his eye, a stupid grin on his face, half way between collapsing and vomiting.
Brad Stokes: I just, look, I just, look, let me just tell you right now, look, can I be honest with you? I have no idea who you’re talking about, is she hot? Show me Vannah Blurb. Show me. I’ll show you my next ex-wife. You know what I’m saying? (gurgles of laughter) What about you guys?
He puts his arm around Siberia.
Brad Stokes: You guys got a wife? Is this her? How you doing?
Siberia shrugs Brad off and grabs his collar. Kowloon now has to hold her back and separate them. Aokigahara is extremely enthusiastic about this.
Kowloon Zombie: You are out of line, Stokes. Do you know what Siberia and I stand for? We believe in complete abstinence from ingesting any toxins into your body and just look at us. That has made us the prime physical specimens you see before you. If you keep going down this path you’ll end up like… well, like him!
He points to Aokigahara who is surprised by this accusation and yells at him in unintelligible Japanese. Kowloon ignores this.
Kowloon Zombie: I think it’s time for some tough love, Brad. We’re putting our feet down. If we ever catch you doing anything to harm yourself, be it by drinking alcohol or anything else, we are going to finish the job a lot quicker than expected.
Kowloon gets in Brad’s face again.
Kowloon Zombie: Do you understand?
Brad looks deathly serious all of a sudden, primarily because of the alcohol.
Brad Stokes: You guys think you can threaten me? Who do you think I am, one of your stupid wrestling opponents? I am Brad THE MANDINGO Stokes, you feel me? Brad Stokes. I invented the hammerlock. I am a 53 time world champion. THE WALKING TRIPLE CROWN. This company should be kicking themselves I’m just an interviewer.
Brad’s right pissed, striding around the ring with flamboyant gestures of outrage. The alcohol is really kicking in. Out of nowhere, looking up from his own thoughts its like he doesn’t know where he is all of a sudden.
Brad Stokes: Wait a minute. Who are you guys, huh? Buncha wacky Asians, huh?
A boo from the predominantly Asian audience. Brad looks around, stunned at where he is.
Brad Stokes: I saw you two wrestle earlier… what’s going on here… where am I?
Siberia looks at Brad Stokes with some sadness but Aokigahara and Kowloon begin to argue. Brad sees this and gets irate himself. He gets in between them and starts yelling and poking his finger in their chests. A bit of a pushing game starts up between all three of them. Aokigahara starts nodding at the two of them as he believes something is going to kick off. Siberia then comes up behind Brad and wraps her arms around his head and neck. Kowloon and Aokigahara go quiet as Brad flails. Siberia drags him back and squeezes until he goes out. She lays Brad down on the mat gently. Aokigahara hands her the mic and she looks down on Brad and Kowloon hands her the mic.
Siberia Zombie: So you are a part of this. If you were even half as great as you claim, we will take you there again. That goes for you, you people at home, and you all here in attendance.
Siberia drops the mic and abruptly leaves the ring. Kowloon quickly follows as Aokigahara takes a moment to admire Brad’s state.
LO: Yet another moment we wish we had back courtesy of Mr. Brad Stokes.
KO: At least the Clan had the courtesy of choking him out.
LO: I'm not sure we've seen the last of the Zombies here tonight.
KO: Part of the fun is guessing where they'll show up next. Maybe our Ring Announcer can tell us. Or just bring us to the next contest.
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall or submission, and is for THE UNYIELDING CHAMPIONSHIP!
'Beat the Devil’s Tattoo' by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club filling the arena. The haunting melody draws the attention of the crowd, and just as the cryptic lyrics begin, Zachariah Krahe pushes through the curtain. He pauses at the top of the stage to take in the fans reaction, which is split between boo's and cheers, and he seems to be scanning the crowd as if looking for someone in particular. After a moment, he gives a Cheshire like grin as if he's found them, and starts down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, standing at six foot three and weighting in at 252 pounds, hailing from Hell, Michigan.....He is a former three time UnYielding Champion...The Catalyst, ZACHARIAH KRAHEEE!!
Krahe reaches ringside and makes a B-line for a section of the front row that is tattooed, pierced, and all sporting wild haircuts. He spins in front of them and falls back as they catch him, one and all members of his Misfit Army, and all rambunctiously patting the former champ on the back. Krahe laughs making his way towards the apron where he leaps up, and slips into the ring only to casually fall back into a corner and intently watch the stage where his opponent will be appearing.
LO: Zachariah Krahe finds himself entangled with the UnYielding Championship yet again, and the champion is no stranger to him. As we alluded to earlier in the night they are two for two, and this will be their fifth confrontation.
KO: Yeah, and you have to wonder if The Zombie Clan will be making another appearance as they did in the first encounter. Brodie didn't walk away from that one unscathed either!
LO: Normally, after what we saw Krahe do to Fukushima, I would say, 'No', because any sane person would know not to get into it with a guy capable of that kind of brutality, but here's the thing.....they are all kind of crazy...
KO: That's what makes it exciting, Laur...
They don't get to debate any further as the lights dim low and mist begins to rise in the entrance way, all the while 'Prototype' by Viktoria Modesta hits over the system. Just as the first stanza of "I'm The Pro, I'm The Pro, I'm The Prototype' kicks in Brodie bursts through the curtain out onto the stage to a mixed, but loud, reaction. She stalks back and forth on the stage, dragging the UnYielding Championship behind her, talking to no one in particular. Suddenly she comes to a dead stop in the center and slowly turns her head towards the ring where she shakes her head 'No'. She almost snarls before stalking that way, the end of the title strap bouncing against the steel ramp as she goes.
Ring Announcer: And making her way to the ring, standing at five foot eleven and weighing 150 pounds, hailing from Manhattan, New York....She is the UNYIELDING CHAMPION...THE SUBMISSION MACHINE...BROODDDIEEE!!
Brodie rolls under the bottom rope into the ring with the belt in tow, pops up, and steps right in Krahe's direction while holding the championship above her head with one hand. The referee intercepts her to hold her back, and she takes a few steps in the opposite direction before handing the belt off to Caputo. For Krahe's part, he just continues to watch her intently, never showing one way or the other how he feels about the display.
LO: The UnYielding Champion looks ready to put a nail in this thing, but I'm not sure if it's in the coffin of Zachariah Krahe or his heart!
KO: Oh, I think we've got a ways to go before this feud is put to bed, Laur.
LO: Well, Caputo just signaled for the bell, and this clash of titans is underway...
Krahe slips out of the corner cat like, and steps purposefully towards Brodie, who looks ready for him. He makes a smooching motion with his lips just before driving a right hand into her jaw, but she answers right back with one of her own, and the next thing you know they are trading hands in the center of the ring which brings the crowd to their feet in anticipation. The much larger Krahe begins to get the upper hand, driving Brodie back to the ropes where he takes her by the wrist and shoots her off. She comes barreling back, and he ducks his head for a back body, but instead Brodie rolls right over his back to land behind him, flashing her boot out to catch him in the back of leg when she does. This results to Krahe dropping to one knee, and quick as a hiccup she's on his left arm, trying to pull it away from his body and drive him to the mat for her dread hold. Krahe, having been here a dozen times now, bucks like a bronco to keep her from getting anywhere with it, and a hard right sends Brodie stumbling back. Krahe comes up quickly, sending a boot into her midsection that doubles her over, and then underhooks her arms to attempt his Catalyst DDT. Much like Krahe, Brodie refuses to give in, and struggles, dropping to her knees which causes her arms to slip out of his grasp, and then tackling him around the knee's to take him to the mat!
LO: Well we didn't expect this to be your traditional showdown, because with these two....well, you can throw tradition out the window.
KO: This is personal, Laur. You can feel the heat radiating from the ring!
Brodie crawls up onto Krahe, firing in rapid fire forearms into his face, but it doesn't take him long to throw her to the side, and then mount her, vicious rights being driven into her ribs. Brodie worms her knee up between them, and then shoves Krahe violently back, forcing him off of her. Both competitors come up to their feet quickly, and Krahe goes for a right which Brodie ducks, driving her knee into his gut to double him over. Abruptly she's right back on the arm, this time fully extending it and using her body to force him back down to his knee's, and again he fights with everything he has to keep her from getting it trapped by her legs. He suddenly shifts down to his side, pulling Brodie with him, and while she still grips his arm rolls up to his knee's so that her shoulders are pinned to the mat.
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2...
LO: Brodie lets go of the hold and kicks free of Krahe, but he's wading in right after her as she comes up to her feet...rights and lefts forcing her back into the corner.
KO: He's unloading on her now, and she has no other choice but to try and cover up! This is getting brutal!
LO: Did you expect anything less out of these two? I mean, I've heard of a blood feud, but I think these two are getting off on this!
Brodie is pummeled all the way into a seated position, and Krahe backs off along the side of the ropes, only to rush forwards and throw his boot right for her face. In a moment of genius, Brodie drops all the way down to where she's lying flat on the mat, and Krahe's boot passes harmlessly overhead right through the middle and bottom rope. For just a moment he's tangled up, and that's all she needs to get to her feet and thunder in with a shoulder thrust that crushes him against the turnbuckles. She grabs the middle rope on either side of him, and delivers three more right to his midsection before rising up and laying the boots to him. Now it's Krahe who finds himself trapped in the corner, as Brodie relentlessly drives her boot into his midsection until he's dropped to a seated position. She takes a step back and rushes forwards with a boot of her own, but this time it connects squarely in the side of Krahe's head, and he drops all the way down to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope to cut the woman off from anymore damage.
LO: Krahe clutching the side of his head after that kick to his skull, and Brodie isn't about to give him a reprieve...she follows him outside, and....Wait a minute? WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!
KO: THAT'S ALEXIS KENNEDY!
The camera swings around and picks up a shot of NovaCaine lazily tossing popcorn into his mouth, but out of the crowd behind him comes Alexis Kennedy. The fans pop huge as she passes right by him, and jumps the guardrail, immediately perking up his interest so that he leans forward to see what's about to happen. She tears along that side of the ring, grabbing the ring post at the end to help her make the turn, and just as Brodie drops down out of the ring to go after Krahe, blasts the UnYielding Champion from behind with a double ax handle smash. Brodie sprawls forwards, running head first into the steel ring post in front of her, spinning off from the impact to smack against the concrete.
LO: What the hell is she doing out here, and why is she attacking Brodie?
KO: Wasn't it just a few shows ago that Kennedy was here as a guest, and someone was playing some morbid tricks on her in the back? Looks to me like she might have figured out who it was!
LO: I'm uncertain the connection between these two, but now Kennedy just jerked Brodie up off the floor and rolled her back into the ring...the referee is calling for the bell....God Almighty! It's Pandemonium!
Krahe looks up for the first time from his position over near the guardrail and watches as Kennedy pulls a steel chair out from under the ring apron. The bell sounds that the match has been thrown out as she stalks up the steel steps and into the ring, throwing the chair up onto her shoulder, waiting for Brodie to get to her feet. Caputo tries to reason with the newcomer, but Alexis threatens to swing the chair in her direction, and the referee wisely ducks out of the way with out stretched, pleading hands. Slowly but surely the UnYielding Champion begins to rise, and Alexis Kennedy looks to be chomping the bit, ready to take her head off with the weapon. Just as Brodie turns towards her she darts forwards, but much to her surprise the chair is yanked out of her hands from behind. When she spins around Zachariah Krahe has a firm grip on the chair, and he talks some smack about coming in and getting his match thrown out because of a bullshit DQ. Matter of fact, Krahe takes a step forwards giving the chair a swing, but Kennedy ducks under it and bails out of the ring instead. He tosses the chair down to the canvas, as he and Brodie both stalk around the ring like two pitbulls that have just been separated from their meals.
Ring Announcer: The referee has informed me that Zachariah Krahe has been disqualified from this contest due to match interference, therefore, still your UNYIELDING CHAMPION....BRODIE!!
LO: Man, that is some outrage right there! Who the hell does Alexis Kennedy think she is sticking her nose in this championship match! I don't care what her issues with Brodie are, now she's going to have be on the look out from Zachariah Krahe!
KO: Yeah, she just doubled down on her enemies here tonight, but that still begs the question...what was she doing here? I mean, has Alexis Kennedy joined Valor Pro? If so, where was my memo?
LO: I don't know, Ken, but it seems odd to me that someone from another promotion could just waltz into our production and get away with something like that...
Krahe seems incensed at having the title opportunity tainted, and Alexis Kennedy back peddles up the ramp staring at both of them. Brodie snatches the championship out of the hands of the referee, but she doesn't appear to be pleased either at anyone interrupting her time with her amore. Suddenly, the big screen above the stage flickers, drawing the attention of all in the arena. The screen turns to static and then cuts into a scene of Lady Munin standing somewhere in the arena watching a monitor. She's wearing a backless black dress, and so when she sees that she is now on camera, the muscles in her shoulders visibly tighten. Before she can make a move, a pair of hands flash in behind her holding a black pillow case, and the camera is knocked over in the struggle as it is forced over her head. From the odd angle of the camera on the floor, her stiletto heels attached to smooth muscled legs can be seen kicking as she's dragged out of frame. The camera suddenly lifts up, the lens going in and out of focus as it shifts in the abrupt movements. Suddenly it settles on Aokigahara Zombie's face as he holds it inches away from the camera, eyes wide, and a grin etched on his lips.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Zachariah Krahe....
He pauses, as if he's savoring the name in his mouth...Suddenly he thrusts himself even closer to the camera so that the only thing that can be seen is his eyes as he screams...
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: ME NI WA ME O!!! EYE FOR AN EYE!! HAHAHhahahahaha...
His maniacal laughter fills the arena as the big screen suddenly goes static once more. Krahe's eyes are so comically wide that they seem like they might fall right out of his head, and he completely abandons all that had just transpired moments ago in his match to slip through the ropes and quickly make his way towards the exit. Brodie, for her part, looks just as shocked, and soon after follows suit with rippling concern on her face.
LO: What the hell? Aokigahara Zombie just kidnapped Lady Munin!
KO: Yeah, and what's crazy, Brodie looked just as concerned...Buuutttt didn't she do the same thing back on Blitz#9?
LO: I can't even begin to explain the strange relationship that Brodie has with all of these people. I know one thing, we've seen it in the past that she doesn't mind absolutely trying to destroy Zachariah Krahe, but when anyone else sets out to do it, it's almost an affront to her personally. All I know for certain, is that this isn't good...
KO: I'm thinking we use it as leverage for hazard pay. I mean, last show someone got electrocuted nearly to death! A few shows back a rabbit head got sewed onto someone else's! We got a gang of Zombies running around attacking people backstage, and apparently other wrestlers from other promotions can just infiltrate our show like we just saw! This isn't a safe work environment!
LO: I think you might be barking up the wrong tree, Ken, but I can't disagree that things have gotten wild around here.
KO: I want more money damn it!
LO: And that will make you feel safe?
KO: Money always makes me feel safe...
LO: That explains a lot about your commentary as of late. Anyways, folks, we'll follow up more on everything that's transpired here as we get word. For now, let's move on with the show...
'Beat the Devil’s Tattoo' by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club filling the arena. The haunting melody draws the attention of the crowd, and just as the cryptic lyrics begin, Zachariah Krahe pushes through the curtain. He pauses at the top of the stage to take in the fans reaction, which is split between boo's and cheers, and he seems to be scanning the crowd as if looking for someone in particular. After a moment, he gives a Cheshire like grin as if he's found them, and starts down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, standing at six foot three and weighting in at 252 pounds, hailing from Hell, Michigan.....He is a former three time UnYielding Champion...The Catalyst, ZACHARIAH KRAHEEE!!
Krahe reaches ringside and makes a B-line for a section of the front row that is tattooed, pierced, and all sporting wild haircuts. He spins in front of them and falls back as they catch him, one and all members of his Misfit Army, and all rambunctiously patting the former champ on the back. Krahe laughs making his way towards the apron where he leaps up, and slips into the ring only to casually fall back into a corner and intently watch the stage where his opponent will be appearing.
LO: Zachariah Krahe finds himself entangled with the UnYielding Championship yet again, and the champion is no stranger to him. As we alluded to earlier in the night they are two for two, and this will be their fifth confrontation.
KO: Yeah, and you have to wonder if The Zombie Clan will be making another appearance as they did in the first encounter. Brodie didn't walk away from that one unscathed either!
LO: Normally, after what we saw Krahe do to Fukushima, I would say, 'No', because any sane person would know not to get into it with a guy capable of that kind of brutality, but here's the thing.....they are all kind of crazy...
KO: That's what makes it exciting, Laur...
They don't get to debate any further as the lights dim low and mist begins to rise in the entrance way, all the while 'Prototype' by Viktoria Modesta hits over the system. Just as the first stanza of "I'm The Pro, I'm The Pro, I'm The Prototype' kicks in Brodie bursts through the curtain out onto the stage to a mixed, but loud, reaction. She stalks back and forth on the stage, dragging the UnYielding Championship behind her, talking to no one in particular. Suddenly she comes to a dead stop in the center and slowly turns her head towards the ring where she shakes her head 'No'. She almost snarls before stalking that way, the end of the title strap bouncing against the steel ramp as she goes.
Ring Announcer: And making her way to the ring, standing at five foot eleven and weighing 150 pounds, hailing from Manhattan, New York....She is the UNYIELDING CHAMPION...THE SUBMISSION MACHINE...BROODDDIEEE!!
Brodie rolls under the bottom rope into the ring with the belt in tow, pops up, and steps right in Krahe's direction while holding the championship above her head with one hand. The referee intercepts her to hold her back, and she takes a few steps in the opposite direction before handing the belt off to Caputo. For Krahe's part, he just continues to watch her intently, never showing one way or the other how he feels about the display.
LO: The UnYielding Champion looks ready to put a nail in this thing, but I'm not sure if it's in the coffin of Zachariah Krahe or his heart!
KO: Oh, I think we've got a ways to go before this feud is put to bed, Laur.
LO: Well, Caputo just signaled for the bell, and this clash of titans is underway...
Krahe slips out of the corner cat like, and steps purposefully towards Brodie, who looks ready for him. He makes a smooching motion with his lips just before driving a right hand into her jaw, but she answers right back with one of her own, and the next thing you know they are trading hands in the center of the ring which brings the crowd to their feet in anticipation. The much larger Krahe begins to get the upper hand, driving Brodie back to the ropes where he takes her by the wrist and shoots her off. She comes barreling back, and he ducks his head for a back body, but instead Brodie rolls right over his back to land behind him, flashing her boot out to catch him in the back of leg when she does. This results to Krahe dropping to one knee, and quick as a hiccup she's on his left arm, trying to pull it away from his body and drive him to the mat for her dread hold. Krahe, having been here a dozen times now, bucks like a bronco to keep her from getting anywhere with it, and a hard right sends Brodie stumbling back. Krahe comes up quickly, sending a boot into her midsection that doubles her over, and then underhooks her arms to attempt his Catalyst DDT. Much like Krahe, Brodie refuses to give in, and struggles, dropping to her knees which causes her arms to slip out of his grasp, and then tackling him around the knee's to take him to the mat!
LO: Well we didn't expect this to be your traditional showdown, because with these two....well, you can throw tradition out the window.
KO: This is personal, Laur. You can feel the heat radiating from the ring!
Brodie crawls up onto Krahe, firing in rapid fire forearms into his face, but it doesn't take him long to throw her to the side, and then mount her, vicious rights being driven into her ribs. Brodie worms her knee up between them, and then shoves Krahe violently back, forcing him off of her. Both competitors come up to their feet quickly, and Krahe goes for a right which Brodie ducks, driving her knee into his gut to double him over. Abruptly she's right back on the arm, this time fully extending it and using her body to force him back down to his knee's, and again he fights with everything he has to keep her from getting it trapped by her legs. He suddenly shifts down to his side, pulling Brodie with him, and while she still grips his arm rolls up to his knee's so that her shoulders are pinned to the mat.
1...
2...
LO: Brodie lets go of the hold and kicks free of Krahe, but he's wading in right after her as she comes up to her feet...rights and lefts forcing her back into the corner.
KO: He's unloading on her now, and she has no other choice but to try and cover up! This is getting brutal!
LO: Did you expect anything less out of these two? I mean, I've heard of a blood feud, but I think these two are getting off on this!
Brodie is pummeled all the way into a seated position, and Krahe backs off along the side of the ropes, only to rush forwards and throw his boot right for her face. In a moment of genius, Brodie drops all the way down to where she's lying flat on the mat, and Krahe's boot passes harmlessly overhead right through the middle and bottom rope. For just a moment he's tangled up, and that's all she needs to get to her feet and thunder in with a shoulder thrust that crushes him against the turnbuckles. She grabs the middle rope on either side of him, and delivers three more right to his midsection before rising up and laying the boots to him. Now it's Krahe who finds himself trapped in the corner, as Brodie relentlessly drives her boot into his midsection until he's dropped to a seated position. She takes a step back and rushes forwards with a boot of her own, but this time it connects squarely in the side of Krahe's head, and he drops all the way down to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope to cut the woman off from anymore damage.
LO: Krahe clutching the side of his head after that kick to his skull, and Brodie isn't about to give him a reprieve...she follows him outside, and....Wait a minute? WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!
KO: THAT'S ALEXIS KENNEDY!
The camera swings around and picks up a shot of NovaCaine lazily tossing popcorn into his mouth, but out of the crowd behind him comes Alexis Kennedy. The fans pop huge as she passes right by him, and jumps the guardrail, immediately perking up his interest so that he leans forward to see what's about to happen. She tears along that side of the ring, grabbing the ring post at the end to help her make the turn, and just as Brodie drops down out of the ring to go after Krahe, blasts the UnYielding Champion from behind with a double ax handle smash. Brodie sprawls forwards, running head first into the steel ring post in front of her, spinning off from the impact to smack against the concrete.
LO: What the hell is she doing out here, and why is she attacking Brodie?
KO: Wasn't it just a few shows ago that Kennedy was here as a guest, and someone was playing some morbid tricks on her in the back? Looks to me like she might have figured out who it was!
LO: I'm uncertain the connection between these two, but now Kennedy just jerked Brodie up off the floor and rolled her back into the ring...the referee is calling for the bell....God Almighty! It's Pandemonium!
Krahe looks up for the first time from his position over near the guardrail and watches as Kennedy pulls a steel chair out from under the ring apron. The bell sounds that the match has been thrown out as she stalks up the steel steps and into the ring, throwing the chair up onto her shoulder, waiting for Brodie to get to her feet. Caputo tries to reason with the newcomer, but Alexis threatens to swing the chair in her direction, and the referee wisely ducks out of the way with out stretched, pleading hands. Slowly but surely the UnYielding Champion begins to rise, and Alexis Kennedy looks to be chomping the bit, ready to take her head off with the weapon. Just as Brodie turns towards her she darts forwards, but much to her surprise the chair is yanked out of her hands from behind. When she spins around Zachariah Krahe has a firm grip on the chair, and he talks some smack about coming in and getting his match thrown out because of a bullshit DQ. Matter of fact, Krahe takes a step forwards giving the chair a swing, but Kennedy ducks under it and bails out of the ring instead. He tosses the chair down to the canvas, as he and Brodie both stalk around the ring like two pitbulls that have just been separated from their meals.
Ring Announcer: The referee has informed me that Zachariah Krahe has been disqualified from this contest due to match interference, therefore, still your UNYIELDING CHAMPION....BRODIE!!
LO: Man, that is some outrage right there! Who the hell does Alexis Kennedy think she is sticking her nose in this championship match! I don't care what her issues with Brodie are, now she's going to have be on the look out from Zachariah Krahe!
KO: Yeah, she just doubled down on her enemies here tonight, but that still begs the question...what was she doing here? I mean, has Alexis Kennedy joined Valor Pro? If so, where was my memo?
LO: I don't know, Ken, but it seems odd to me that someone from another promotion could just waltz into our production and get away with something like that...
Krahe seems incensed at having the title opportunity tainted, and Alexis Kennedy back peddles up the ramp staring at both of them. Brodie snatches the championship out of the hands of the referee, but she doesn't appear to be pleased either at anyone interrupting her time with her amore. Suddenly, the big screen above the stage flickers, drawing the attention of all in the arena. The screen turns to static and then cuts into a scene of Lady Munin standing somewhere in the arena watching a monitor. She's wearing a backless black dress, and so when she sees that she is now on camera, the muscles in her shoulders visibly tighten. Before she can make a move, a pair of hands flash in behind her holding a black pillow case, and the camera is knocked over in the struggle as it is forced over her head. From the odd angle of the camera on the floor, her stiletto heels attached to smooth muscled legs can be seen kicking as she's dragged out of frame. The camera suddenly lifts up, the lens going in and out of focus as it shifts in the abrupt movements. Suddenly it settles on Aokigahara Zombie's face as he holds it inches away from the camera, eyes wide, and a grin etched on his lips.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Zachariah Krahe....
He pauses, as if he's savoring the name in his mouth...Suddenly he thrusts himself even closer to the camera so that the only thing that can be seen is his eyes as he screams...
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: ME NI WA ME O!!! EYE FOR AN EYE!! HAHAHhahahahaha...
His maniacal laughter fills the arena as the big screen suddenly goes static once more. Krahe's eyes are so comically wide that they seem like they might fall right out of his head, and he completely abandons all that had just transpired moments ago in his match to slip through the ropes and quickly make his way towards the exit. Brodie, for her part, looks just as shocked, and soon after follows suit with rippling concern on her face.
LO: What the hell? Aokigahara Zombie just kidnapped Lady Munin!
KO: Yeah, and what's crazy, Brodie looked just as concerned...Buuutttt didn't she do the same thing back on Blitz#9?
LO: I can't even begin to explain the strange relationship that Brodie has with all of these people. I know one thing, we've seen it in the past that she doesn't mind absolutely trying to destroy Zachariah Krahe, but when anyone else sets out to do it, it's almost an affront to her personally. All I know for certain, is that this isn't good...
KO: I'm thinking we use it as leverage for hazard pay. I mean, last show someone got electrocuted nearly to death! A few shows back a rabbit head got sewed onto someone else's! We got a gang of Zombies running around attacking people backstage, and apparently other wrestlers from other promotions can just infiltrate our show like we just saw! This isn't a safe work environment!
LO: I think you might be barking up the wrong tree, Ken, but I can't disagree that things have gotten wild around here.
KO: I want more money damn it!
LO: And that will make you feel safe?
KO: Money always makes me feel safe...
LO: That explains a lot about your commentary as of late. Anyways, folks, we'll follow up more on everything that's transpired here as we get word. For now, let's move on with the show...
One of the things that Danny hadn’t yet gotten used to, especially in his trips overseas, was talking to reporters and members of the media surrounding the industry. Sure, he could talk about his opponents until he was blue in the face but let someone ask him a probing question about his childhood, or his innermost desires, and he had a tendency to freeze up. It was why so often he found himself secluded and separated from the majority of the roster. All of them were a lot better at answering those sorts of questions. They had had years of practice and, he imagined, he would get better at it with time.
For the moment though he sat cross legged on the floor of the locker room, bringing himself back to his childhood as in each of his hands he held two action figures and was using them to act out a scene. In his left hand was a muscly man with more muscles than Danny thought he even had in his body, wildly curly hair, and bright, colorful armbands wrapped around his biceps that had little streamers that dangled downward. The figures face was painted in matching colors and he was squared off with the figure in Danny’s right hand, an equally muscly man in bright yellow wrestling tights and a yellow shirt that was torn down the middle. It was as he engaged these two in a fight of action figure glory that he recognized there was a camera on him.
DR: Nǐ hǎo. Or, at least, I think that’s how you say hello in Chinese. I have a niece that watches Kai-Lan religiously and I learned that’s how you say hello from her. So… hopefully that’s what it actually means and it’s not like one of those tattoos that people get and have no clue what the words that are scripted on their body actually means.
With a big kick, the yellow clad figure laid out his opponent as Danny paused and gave thought to what he had just said before shaking his head and moving on.
DR: Anyway. I’m here, Hong Kong, and I’ve really enjoyed my time here since my flight got in, you know? And, more than that, I’m looking forward to walking out to that ring and competing with so many great competitors for an opportunity to claw my way back into this Lethal Lottery tag team tournament. I know a lot of people are giving thought to who their partner might end up being if they were to win. And, I’ll be honest, I’ve done the same. But, you know, I think the best thing to do is to just let the chips fall where they may.
Sighing, he shook his head as the brightly dressed figure with the streamers and facepaint kicks out of an attempted pinfall.
DR: I’ve said all along that as much as I want to win, and as much as I hate to lose, at the end of the day it’s all about putting on a great show for you. And that’s true. But, you know, there’s a guy that is going to be in that ring tonight that has lost sight of the spirit of the competition. He’s bitter. He’s cruel. And, above all that, he’s decided that it is my fault that he finds himself on the outside looking in. Because of that, he’s made threats concerning my personal well being. He’s claimed that he’s going to snap my neck. I heard he’s even carrying a knife around and thinking about stabbing me with it.
A sarcastic laugh rumbles from deep within him and Danny can’t help but shake his head again at the madnesss of it all.
DR: Truth be told that’s been on my mind a bit here in the last few hours. It’s a bit scary, you know, to think that someone is actually coming not just to fight you but to wound you in a way that could be debilitating or even fatal. I’ve thought about talking to security. I thought about going to Vanessa and asking for him to be removed from the match. But, when it’s all said and done, people like NovaCaine will just keep saying and doing the things he’s threatening to do if someone doesn’t stand up to them and make them stop.
A leaping, flying elbow drop from the face painted action figure misses and quickly his opponent his up, rebounding off imaginary ropes before dropping a massive leg drop across the painted mans chest. Quickly, Rizzo has the figure in yellow go for the cover.
DR: I don’t fashion myself as any sort of hero. But, I promise you, I will never stop standing up against people like him. I will continue to be the voice for those who don’t have one, or haven’t been given an opportunity to use theirs. And tonight, Nova, you’ll see just how much higher I’ve risen than you’ll ever be.
Slapping his hand on the floor three times, Rizzo quickly then popped the figure in yellow back up and began celebrating as the scene faded somewhere else.
For the moment though he sat cross legged on the floor of the locker room, bringing himself back to his childhood as in each of his hands he held two action figures and was using them to act out a scene. In his left hand was a muscly man with more muscles than Danny thought he even had in his body, wildly curly hair, and bright, colorful armbands wrapped around his biceps that had little streamers that dangled downward. The figures face was painted in matching colors and he was squared off with the figure in Danny’s right hand, an equally muscly man in bright yellow wrestling tights and a yellow shirt that was torn down the middle. It was as he engaged these two in a fight of action figure glory that he recognized there was a camera on him.
DR: Nǐ hǎo. Or, at least, I think that’s how you say hello in Chinese. I have a niece that watches Kai-Lan religiously and I learned that’s how you say hello from her. So… hopefully that’s what it actually means and it’s not like one of those tattoos that people get and have no clue what the words that are scripted on their body actually means.
With a big kick, the yellow clad figure laid out his opponent as Danny paused and gave thought to what he had just said before shaking his head and moving on.
DR: Anyway. I’m here, Hong Kong, and I’ve really enjoyed my time here since my flight got in, you know? And, more than that, I’m looking forward to walking out to that ring and competing with so many great competitors for an opportunity to claw my way back into this Lethal Lottery tag team tournament. I know a lot of people are giving thought to who their partner might end up being if they were to win. And, I’ll be honest, I’ve done the same. But, you know, I think the best thing to do is to just let the chips fall where they may.
Sighing, he shook his head as the brightly dressed figure with the streamers and facepaint kicks out of an attempted pinfall.
DR: I’ve said all along that as much as I want to win, and as much as I hate to lose, at the end of the day it’s all about putting on a great show for you. And that’s true. But, you know, there’s a guy that is going to be in that ring tonight that has lost sight of the spirit of the competition. He’s bitter. He’s cruel. And, above all that, he’s decided that it is my fault that he finds himself on the outside looking in. Because of that, he’s made threats concerning my personal well being. He’s claimed that he’s going to snap my neck. I heard he’s even carrying a knife around and thinking about stabbing me with it.
A sarcastic laugh rumbles from deep within him and Danny can’t help but shake his head again at the madnesss of it all.
DR: Truth be told that’s been on my mind a bit here in the last few hours. It’s a bit scary, you know, to think that someone is actually coming not just to fight you but to wound you in a way that could be debilitating or even fatal. I’ve thought about talking to security. I thought about going to Vanessa and asking for him to be removed from the match. But, when it’s all said and done, people like NovaCaine will just keep saying and doing the things he’s threatening to do if someone doesn’t stand up to them and make them stop.
A leaping, flying elbow drop from the face painted action figure misses and quickly his opponent his up, rebounding off imaginary ropes before dropping a massive leg drop across the painted mans chest. Quickly, Rizzo has the figure in yellow go for the cover.
DR: I don’t fashion myself as any sort of hero. But, I promise you, I will never stop standing up against people like him. I will continue to be the voice for those who don’t have one, or haven’t been given an opportunity to use theirs. And tonight, Nova, you’ll see just how much higher I’ve risen than you’ll ever be.
Slapping his hand on the floor three times, Rizzo quickly then popped the figure in yellow back up and began celebrating as the scene faded somewhere else.
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall or submission, and is a 2nd Round Chimera Tag Tournament Match! The winner of this match will go on to compete in the Tag Team Turmoil Main Event at Allegiance!
"Victory" by Puff Daddy and The Family hits over the PA System, and as Notorious B.I.G. counts them in and the Rocky Theme cues up, the lights dim and Andrew Vilar steps out into a green spotlight wearing a black boxing robe with green trim, hood up. The fans give him a great ovation for a rookie, and he bounces around on stage, phantom punching before delivering a final blow that sends his hood flying off his head and a burst of gold pyro blasting off behind him before he starts making his way down to the ring with a determined stare.
Ring Announcer: And introducing the first of their opponents, standing at six foot one and weighting in at 213 pounds, hailing from Champaign, Illinois...he is ANDREW VILLLAARRR!!
Vilar reaches ringside and takes the steps two at a time as he gets to the ring apron and swings himself into the ring. He takes the turnbuckle closest to him, beating his chest and pointing out at the cheering crowd before dropping down, disrobes, and turns to face his opponents. His music fades into 'Lucid Dreams' by Franz Ferdinand, and the fans go nuts as Zack Fantana steps out onto the stage. He beams a genuine grin at the Hong Kong crowd, clapping his hands for the upcoming match up, and then starts his way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: And introducing his partner, standing at six foot even and weighting in at 205 pounds, hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...He is a former VPW UnYielding Champion, and The LEADER OF THE FANTANSY MOVEMENT........ZACK FANTANNNAAAA!!!
The crowd pops huge for Zack as he reaches ringside, and then takes a running go to leap up onto the apron where he swings around and hangs off the ropes, bouncing along with the music. Just as quickly he spins around and through the ropes into the ring, where he rushes a neutral corner and leaps to the second, throwing his hands over his head to another huge ovation. He nods to the crowd before dropping down and stepping over to Vilar, where the two high five.
LO: Fantana and Vilar are probably the only two competitors chosen by Lethal Lottery who actually get along well enough to be a legit tag team.
KO: Yeah, these do right types always slap hands and get the crowd stirred up. Thank God for Brennan Devlin!
LO: I'm pretty sure you are the only person who has ever put 'God' and 'Devlin' into a positive sentence...
KO: What can I say, I think the dude is divine....
'Salvation Code' by Scandroid hits over the PA, and pink and purple lights begin to flash along with the tempo. Just as the lyrics kick in the curtain parts, and out steps a grandmother like from last show, but this time she is alone. Her silver haired head is down, and she shuffles out to the center of the stage using her cane, coming to a pause at the top of the ramp. The fans that aren't laughing, are booing, and the reaction becomes even more outrageous when the grandma runs her hands up her body, past her face and into her hair, and then flicks both hands out at the crowd. The grandma looks up with a cocksure grin to reveal Brennan Devlin in grandma drag. He snaps forwards down the ramp, jeering with the crowd as if he's about to win the Olympics.
Ring Announcer: And their opponents, introducing first, making his way to the ring from San Andreas, California....he stands at six foot one and 230 pounds, and is the man who...
The ring announcer pauses and looks down at her cards to ensure she's reading the right thing, and then shakes her head in disgust.
Ring Announcer: The man who F'ed Cosmo Cooper's Grandmother to death, The Face of Wrestling...BRENNAN DEVVLLLINNN!!
Devlin roars with laughter as he mockingly clutches at his spine while using the walker, eventually tossing it to the side so he can leap up to the apron. He makes his way into the ring only to take the second turnbuckle of his corner, and runs his hands up his body before reaching his gray wig, in which he rips off and flicks out at the crowd. A section of fans clamor for the keepsake as he points and laughs at them, dropping down so he can remove his flowered dress and apron.
LO: This....this slime is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen.
KO: HAHAHAHAHAHA
LO: Oh shut up....
Devlin's music is replaced by 'Lifted' by CL and Cosmo Cooper wastes no time in stalking through the curtain and out on the stage. The Apex Champion fits snugly around his waist as he pauses at the top of the stage to take in the ovation he receives, but he can hardly enjoy it as Devlin bounces on the ropes facing the ramp waving his partner on down in a grating manner. Cooper's jaw sets, and he shakes his head in disgust as he starts his trek to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And introducing his partner, hailing from Santa Rosa, California, standing six foot two and weighing in at 225 pounds....He is THE APEX CHAMPION....THE GRAPS JESUS, COSMO COOPPPEEEERRRR!!
Cooper slides into the ring upon reaching ringside, and pops up to stare daggers at Brennan Devlin, who offers him his grandma gear. Cosmo grabs the dress and apron and tosses it back in Devlin's face, thumbing for The Face of Wrestling to get the hell out of the ring while turning his attention to Andrew Vilar who will start things off for their team.
LO: Cooper looks pissed, and with every reason to be.
KO: Oh, he just needs to suck it up. Devlin is just trying to have some good clean fun in the face of Cooper's tragedy.
LO: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!
KO: Sorry, Laur, can't debate right now....there's the bell!
Cosmo and Vilar begin to circle in the center of the ring before locking up, and both men jockey for position in the center of the ring before finally, Cosmo shoves Vilar down to the canvas in a show of strength. The crowd 'Oooooohh' at that, and Vilar rolls up to his knee's staring at the man in surprise. Cooper makes motion with his hands for him to get up and try again, and so that's exactly what Andrew does as both men engage in another tie up. This time it's Vilar who manages to push Cooper all the way back into a neutral corner, the referee moving to get between them to try and break it up. The two men slowly disentangle themselves from one another, and Andy holds his hands up as he backs up to the center of the ring. Cooper gives him a level gaze, before pushing out of the corner to begin to circle again. Devlin shouts something from the sidelines, but Cooper ignores him as both men move to lock up again. This time, however, Cooper gets a hold of Andy's wrist, and takes it into a dragon twist, and before he can even try to escape or reverse, twists it three more times, the final one slamming Vilar face first to the mat.
LO: Well, I guess the feeling out process is over between these two, as Cosmo drops his knee right down into Andy's shoulder blade, and cranks his twisted up arm into a standing armbar.
KO: You could see that Cooper was a little perturbed, and he isn't exactly himself...I'm telling you. Devlin's getting to him.
LO: Maybe so, but he's the one in control, now pulling Andy's fingers back into a wristlock to go along with the armbar! Ouch!
Vilar beats his fist on the mat as his arm is painfully wrenched, and by sheer force of will he pushes himself up to his knees which forces Cosmo to take his knee out of his shoulder. He quickly crab crawls with only one hand towards the ropes, where he hooks onto the bottom forcing the break. Cosmo keeps the hold until the count of three and then drops it, stepping back to the center of the ring and signaling for Vilar to come get some more. Andy just shifts over to a seated position to watch the man's posture, obviously irritated by that last exchange. Regardless, he pulls himself up by use of the ropes, and moves back out to meet Cosmo once more. This time when they go to lock up, however, Cosmo cuts a quick motion to his left while grabbing the arm he was working, and takes Andy to the mat with a snap arm drag. Vilar pops up, and walks right into another one. On his third attempt to make it to his feet, he's caught with a chop that thunders through the arena, and knocks him all the way back into the nearby neutral corner.
LO: Andrew Vilar being outmaneuvered here by the Apex Champion, whose targeted that left arm, and is now wearing him down with some nasty sounding knife edge chops.
KO: Everytime I hear that sound it takes me back to Equinox, when Brennan and he got into that chop battle. They were practically bleeding from their chests!
LO: Yeah, but this is right here, right now, and Andy Vilar is getting worn out!
Cosmo lays in a particularly thick sounding chop that's more internal thump than loud slap, and Andy grabs as this chest as he doubles over. Cosmo takes him by the wrist and whips him hard to the opposite side, where Andy thunders spine first into the turnbuckles. Cooper is only a few steps behind him, leaping into the air while throwing both feet out in front of him to slip through the middle and top rope as he crushes Vilar with a clothesline right across the chest. Cooper sits on the middle rope, half on the apron, half in the ring, and winks at a fan in the front row before slipping all the way out, and climbing up the turnbuckles.
LO: Cosmo looking supremely confident here, and has been in full control since the third lock up....and now he's perched on the top in a squatting position while palming the back of Vilar's head. Now he leaps forward INTO FACE PLANT BULLDOG WITH GRAVITY DOING THE WORK FOR HIM! MY GOD!
KO: That boy just got a steady diet of canvas!
LO: Cosmo rolling over Vilar whose clutching at his nose, and hooks the leg...
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2...
LO: THR-KICK OUT! Vilar out at two and a half, and Cosmo pulls him up into a seated position and pulls him back into a standing armbar!
KO: He's focused in on his body part now that he's wrung the kid's bell, and is looking to just keep grinding him down. At this rate, Fantana might not make it into this match, and I'm pretty sure that is what everyone wanted to see. Cosmo Cooper & Zack Fantana, Apex Champion versus Mr. Popularity!
The camera finds Fantana intently watching the action as Vilar pumps his fist to try and rally the crowd. He gets some support, which almost seems like it helps him to transition up to his knee, and finally forcing both men all the way to their feet. Cosmo releases the armbar now that it has no leverage, and instead yanks it back behind him into a hammerlock. He looks pretty confident that he has Vilar right where he wants him when a back elbow from the upstart catches him right in the jaw. Another one see's the Apex Champion release the hold and stagger back, giving Vilar an opportunity to rush at the ropes in front of him for spring. Unfortunately for him, he rebounds right back into a high standing dropkick from Cooper that all but lays him out on the mat.
LO: Beautiful dropkick from Cooper halting any momentum that Vilar was trying to build, and now he just dragged him over to his corner by the wrist and slaps Brennan Devlin on the chest for the tag..
Devlin raises an eyebrow as Cooper steps out onto the apron, and wrests his forearms on the top rope while shrugging his shoulders. Brennan cracks a smile before entering the ring, and he does the pose where he runs his hands up his body into his hair, and then flicks his fingers right at Cooper who rolls his eyes. Devlin laughs as he turns his attention to Andrew Vilar, who has made it all the way to the center of the ring to try and get to his corner. He casually catches up to him, and places a boot on the shoulder that Cosmo had been working, and stomps hard into the joint which halts his trek.
LO: Devlin has obviously been paying attention to the damage being done to that arm, and now reaches down to pull Vilar up to his feet.
KO: He already has the arm in a dragon twist, and now laces his fingers with Andrews, and lifts him up so that all of his weight is being supported by that arm!
Devlin doesn’t keep Vilar for long, but it’s enough to etch pain on the man’s face. When his feet hit the ground, Devlin takes him into another dragon twist, and then yanks him forward into a short arm clothesline that sends him to the mat. He smirks out at the crowd right before dropping an elbow, followed by another, and another! The fans begin to count along with Devlin as the elbows fall into Andrew’s chest, making sure to land on the side of the bad arm.
LO: Devlin just noticed that the fans were counting along, so he just stops and grins out at the crowd who now boo him.
KO: Devlin with a shrug, and he leaps HIGH into the air, sending the point of his elbow right down into that bad shoulder!
LO: And there’s a hook of the leg!
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2…
LO: THREe-NO! Andy Vilar able to get out at two and three quarters, and Devlin doesn’t seem too concerned as he pulls him to his feet.
Devlin pulls Vilar’s arm around his back into an awkward hammerlock where he’s standing in front of him, and then scoops him up, and slams him back to the mat so that his body crushes his arm against the mat. Vilar recoils grabbing at his elbow joint, and Devlin shoves him over on his side, and hyper extends the arm into a Fujiwara Armbar!
LO: Andy Vilar in real trouble here as Devlin lays across his body with the arm firmly locked into the Fujiwara!
KO: Yeah, this makes it extremely difficult to get the rope with the other guys weight on your back, but Andy has already proven that he’s resilient!
LO: I know one thing, Andrew Vilar needs to make a tag!
While Devlin has him in the submission, his position puts him in perfect line to shout disparaging remarks to Zack Fantana, who paces the ring apron in anticipation of getting in the ring. Vilar cries out in pain when Devlin gives the arm an extra torque, and digs in to the mat with his free hand to try and pull himself towards the ropes.
LO: Vilar has been locked into this move for nearly a minute, and he’s slowly trying to make his way to the ropes, but as we said, it’s difficult with Brennan practically laying on top of him..
KO: Yeah, but he’s making good progress. No one can take anything away from this kid’s toughness!
Brennan keeps an eye on their proximity towards the ropes, and just as Vilar is about to fingertip the bottom he suddenly releases the hold, snaps up to his feet, and begins laying the boots into the man’s shoulder and arm. Caputo begins counting him down, but he continues all the way to five, and she interjects herself, pushing him back and giving him a stern warning that she will throw it out.
LO: Devlin in serious risk of being disqualified, and this crowd is letting him know what they think of him.
KO: He doesn’t have time to worry about what these people want. He’s going for Chimera Gold!
Devlin acknowledges the referee, and helps Andrew up to his feet, taking him by the wrist and shooting him off to the opposite side of the ring. Vilar rebounds back and Brennan steps to the center to meet him, but is surprised when Vilar drops and baseball slides right between his legs. He spins around and is caught with a European uppercut that sends Devlin stumbling back into the ropes, and when he rebounds back is caught with another one that sends him crashing to the mat.
LO: Vilar with a brief moment of separation here, and he desperately needs to make the tag!
KO: He’s stumbling that way, clutching at his elbow, but Devlin is already getting back up and just rushed in from behind with a waist lock and goes for a German Suplex….
LO: BUT VILAR FLIPPED THROUGH AND LANDED ON HIS FEET! Devlin coming up quick and going for a clothesline, but Vilar ducks and dives to the waiting hand of Zack Fantana!
Devlin spins around just in time to see the tag, and Fantana vaults into the ring and makes a B-line right for him. Devlin doesn’t back down, rushing right in to meet his adversary, and swings with another lariat, but Fantana ducks it and continues on to the ropes. By the time Brennan turns around, he has just enough time to tense up as The Leader of Fantanasy leaps into the air with a High Cross Body!
LO: Fantana takes Devlin down to the mat, but he just popped up quickly, and is already in motion towards the ropes again for spring.
KO: He rebounds back as Devlin gets partially to his feet, and SWINGING NECKBREAKER TAKES HIM CRASHING DOWN TO THE MAT!
LO: There’s a hook of the leg!
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2…
KO: THRE-NO! Devlin out at two and a half, and Zack is already pulling him back up to his feet, and pushing him into the ropes only to shoot him off…
LO: Devlin on his way back now, and PUTS ON THE BRAKES BEFORE RUNNING INTO A SUPERKICK!
Devlin falls back to his bottom as the kick from Fantana attempts to take his head off, and he quickly back peddles on his rear all the way to his corner. He throws his hand up for a tag while staring daggers at Fantana, but when he doesn’t feel one forthcoming, he tears his gaze from his opponent to his partner. Cosmo stands on the ring apron, obviously amused by Devlin’s issues with The Leader of Fantanasy, and shrugs as if to say, “this is your problem.’
LO: Cosmo isn’t offering to make the tag here, and now Brennan has popped up and is right in the Apex Champion’s face…
KO: Yeah, but while those two are jawing with one another, Zack Fantana just backed up into his corner, and breaks out in a full head of steam….BIG FRONT DROP KICK TO DEVLIN SENDS HIM COLLIDING SKULL FIRST WITH HIS OWN PARTNER!
The impact ejects Cosmo from the ring apron to smack hard against the concrete floor, while Devlin clutches his face leaning against the top turnbuckle. Zack quickly spins him around and nails him with three rapid fire chops to the chest, before taking him by the wrist and giving him a long lead before finally shooting to the other side. This results in Devlin striking the top turnbuckle chest first with such velocity that it snaps him down to the mat with authority.
LO: Fantana is on fire here, as he crows to the crowd who respond in kind for the fan favorite!
KO: Yeah, and now he’s going after Devlin, but….what is Caputo saying?
LO: She’s directing him towards Cosmo….she’s SAYING THAT HEADBUTT WAS A TAG!
KO: Good God! I’m used to these sorts of shenanigans with Diego Santiago, but I expected better from our senior official! Come on!
Fantana nods to Caputo, and upon turning his attention to Cosmo sees him just now regaining his feet on the outside. Zack gives the crowd a nod, and they all come to their feet in anticipation as he rushes the opposite ropes for spring, and then rushes back to the opposite side, hurtling himself right up and over the top rope into a rolling senton that wipes out Cooper!
LO: FANTANA FLIES, and now has come up and drags Cooper with him, tossing him under the bottom rope and follows him into the ring!
KO: Now he has cooper up, hooks him around the head, and lifts him up for a suplex…NO! BRAINBUSTER AGAINST THE KNEE!
LO: THE REVERIE TO COSMO COOPER!
KO: Fantana now hooking the leg for a cover!
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2…
LO: THREe-NO! BRENNAN DEVLIN LAUNCHED HIMSELF ACROSS THE RING TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
KO: Devlin now pulling Zack up and around, GOING FOR FACE OFF!
LO: NO! Fantana shoves him forwards, and he spins around…SUPERKICK!
Devlin crashes to the mat clutching his jaw, as Fantana turns around to catch a Spin Wheel Kick from cooper that sends him to the mat as well. Cooper yanks Zack up and drags him to the center of the ring, where he hooks him around the head while draping his arm around his neck. Suddenly Devlin is there beside him, doing the same thing on the opposite side. The two rivals stare at one another intensely, before nodding, and Double Suplexing Fantana to the canvas with ring rattling authority.
LO: I CAN NOT BELIEVE IT! Those two actually worked together!
KO: Yeah, and now Devlin is rolling out of the ring so that Cooper can go for the cover!
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2…
LO: THRE-KICK OUT! Zack Fantana manages to keep his team alive, and Cooper looks to not be playing around anymore, pulling Zack up to his feet…
KO: He pushes him into the ropes while taking him by the wrist, and shoots him off to the opposite side…
Zack rebounds off the ropes, and Cooper steps out to the center of the ring, catching him in a belly to belly release suplex, only Fantana manages to jump high with the move, tumbling into a front flip that sees him land on his feet. When Cosmo comes up, he does so just in time to see Fantana tag in his waiting partner. Vilar comes into the ring hot, rushing right at Cooper and taking him down with a clothesline. Cooper pops up, and is taken down with another clothesline. On the third pop up, Vilar delivers a European Uppercut that sends him stumbling into the turnbuckles of the nearby corner.
LO: Andrew Vilar finally getting some offense here, and here he comes for a BIG SPLASH! NO! COOPER SIDE STEPPED HIM AND HE LANDED CHEST FIRSTS INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
KO: Uh-Oh, he’s grabbing at that arm…I believe he did more damage, cause he seems to be in some major pain….
Vilar stumbles out of the corner to the center of the ring clutching his bad arm, and he looks up he finds that Cosmo Cooper is heading straight for him, launching himself like a battering ram in which the top of his head catches Vilar dead center of his sternum.
LO: TORPEDO HEADBUTT TO VILAR WHO LOOKS LIKE HE JUST HAD ALL THE WIND KNOCKED OUT OF HIS SAILS!
KO: And Cooper just came up to one knee, and let out a primal roar to the crowd, who are on their feet in anticipation!
Cooper, with a determined look on his face, yanks Vilar up to his feet, scoops him up onto his shoulder, and then leaps into the air only to drive his skull into the mat with a Tombstone Piledriver!
LO: CRATER MAKER! THIS ONE MIGHT BE OVER!
KO: Cooper hooking Vilar up into a cover…
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Fantana makes to come into the ring…
2…
But Devlin rushes across to cut him off with a Knee Lift that knocks him back out onto the apron…
3!!!
The bell sounds, and Devlin falls back from Fantana laughing, while the Leader of Fantanasy shakes his head in frustration. Cooper pops up off of Vilar, muscles tense, and he roars again right into the camera like he’s gone into full beast mode.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match, and advancing to the Main Event at Allegiance for a chance at the Chimera Tag Team Championships.......COSMO COOPER AND BRENNAN DEVLINNNN!!!
Fantana comes into the ring to help roll Vilar out, more than disappointed by his partners lack luster performance, and upon getting him under the bottom rope helps him make his way to the back. The fans are sympathetic to the popular superstar, those wearing a ‘Fantanasy’ T-shirt in the crowd wiping away tears.
LO: Valiant effort for his team, but Zack will not be advancing to the Main Event. That’s a shame, as many saw the team of Fantana & Vilar as a pretty safe bet..
KO: Yeah, but Vilar was off tonight, and not only that, Cooper and Devlin worked that body part to perfection, and ultimately that led to their victory here tonight.
Cooper takes the Apex Championship from Caputo when she hands it to him, and takes a second turnbuckle before thrusting it over his head with both hands. Devlin, on the opposite side of the ring, steps up to a turnbuckle as well, getting booed for yelling at the crowd that he’s the ‘True Face of Wrestling’! The two come down from their turnbuckles at the same time, backing up to the center of the ring, until the moment they bump into one another.
Cooper spins around with the belt cocked and loaded, and Devlin does the same with his right fist hammered back. The two stare intensely at one another as the crowd come to their feet in anticipation, until Devlin drops his fist and slaps Cooper on the chest, grinning like a fiend, and points at himself saying that he’s going to be a Chimera Tag Team Champion. Cooper just shakes his head and rolls his eyes, turning to exit the ring as Devlin just laughs.
LO: This thing between these two is continuing to brew, but you have to believe that it is going to implode at some point. I mean, Devlin is nearly unbearable, and Cooper has shown major restraint considering the propaganda machine that Brennan has put on about his grandmother…
KO: Yeah, it would be a shame if it were to happen when the Chimera Tag Titles were on the line, but…..I guess we’ll find out, cause now we know it’s going to be Neo Tokyo, #Trendsetters, The Zombie Clan, and Cooper & Devlin at Allegiance!
LO: God Help Us All….cause next show we’re going to determine the fifth and final team as a result of our Main Event tonight, and there’s no telling who it could be.
KO: Could be the other team in The Zombie Clan since the team that wins tonight has to face them to determine it. I mean, they have been dominant…
LO: Yeah, and right now they have Lady Munin hostage. Krahe must be beside himself…
KO: Something tells me we’re going to see a conclusion to that at the end of this show…
LO: Well, for right now, let’s hear a word or two from our sponsors before our Main Event gets underway!
"Victory" by Puff Daddy and The Family hits over the PA System, and as Notorious B.I.G. counts them in and the Rocky Theme cues up, the lights dim and Andrew Vilar steps out into a green spotlight wearing a black boxing robe with green trim, hood up. The fans give him a great ovation for a rookie, and he bounces around on stage, phantom punching before delivering a final blow that sends his hood flying off his head and a burst of gold pyro blasting off behind him before he starts making his way down to the ring with a determined stare.
Ring Announcer: And introducing the first of their opponents, standing at six foot one and weighting in at 213 pounds, hailing from Champaign, Illinois...he is ANDREW VILLLAARRR!!
Vilar reaches ringside and takes the steps two at a time as he gets to the ring apron and swings himself into the ring. He takes the turnbuckle closest to him, beating his chest and pointing out at the cheering crowd before dropping down, disrobes, and turns to face his opponents. His music fades into 'Lucid Dreams' by Franz Ferdinand, and the fans go nuts as Zack Fantana steps out onto the stage. He beams a genuine grin at the Hong Kong crowd, clapping his hands for the upcoming match up, and then starts his way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: And introducing his partner, standing at six foot even and weighting in at 205 pounds, hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...He is a former VPW UnYielding Champion, and The LEADER OF THE FANTANSY MOVEMENT........ZACK FANTANNNAAAA!!!
The crowd pops huge for Zack as he reaches ringside, and then takes a running go to leap up onto the apron where he swings around and hangs off the ropes, bouncing along with the music. Just as quickly he spins around and through the ropes into the ring, where he rushes a neutral corner and leaps to the second, throwing his hands over his head to another huge ovation. He nods to the crowd before dropping down and stepping over to Vilar, where the two high five.
LO: Fantana and Vilar are probably the only two competitors chosen by Lethal Lottery who actually get along well enough to be a legit tag team.
KO: Yeah, these do right types always slap hands and get the crowd stirred up. Thank God for Brennan Devlin!
LO: I'm pretty sure you are the only person who has ever put 'God' and 'Devlin' into a positive sentence...
KO: What can I say, I think the dude is divine....
'Salvation Code' by Scandroid hits over the PA, and pink and purple lights begin to flash along with the tempo. Just as the lyrics kick in the curtain parts, and out steps a grandmother like from last show, but this time she is alone. Her silver haired head is down, and she shuffles out to the center of the stage using her cane, coming to a pause at the top of the ramp. The fans that aren't laughing, are booing, and the reaction becomes even more outrageous when the grandma runs her hands up her body, past her face and into her hair, and then flicks both hands out at the crowd. The grandma looks up with a cocksure grin to reveal Brennan Devlin in grandma drag. He snaps forwards down the ramp, jeering with the crowd as if he's about to win the Olympics.
Ring Announcer: And their opponents, introducing first, making his way to the ring from San Andreas, California....he stands at six foot one and 230 pounds, and is the man who...
The ring announcer pauses and looks down at her cards to ensure she's reading the right thing, and then shakes her head in disgust.
Ring Announcer: The man who F'ed Cosmo Cooper's Grandmother to death, The Face of Wrestling...BRENNAN DEVVLLLINNN!!
Devlin roars with laughter as he mockingly clutches at his spine while using the walker, eventually tossing it to the side so he can leap up to the apron. He makes his way into the ring only to take the second turnbuckle of his corner, and runs his hands up his body before reaching his gray wig, in which he rips off and flicks out at the crowd. A section of fans clamor for the keepsake as he points and laughs at them, dropping down so he can remove his flowered dress and apron.
LO: This....this slime is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen.
KO: HAHAHAHAHAHA
LO: Oh shut up....
Devlin's music is replaced by 'Lifted' by CL and Cosmo Cooper wastes no time in stalking through the curtain and out on the stage. The Apex Champion fits snugly around his waist as he pauses at the top of the stage to take in the ovation he receives, but he can hardly enjoy it as Devlin bounces on the ropes facing the ramp waving his partner on down in a grating manner. Cooper's jaw sets, and he shakes his head in disgust as he starts his trek to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And introducing his partner, hailing from Santa Rosa, California, standing six foot two and weighing in at 225 pounds....He is THE APEX CHAMPION....THE GRAPS JESUS, COSMO COOPPPEEEERRRR!!
Cooper slides into the ring upon reaching ringside, and pops up to stare daggers at Brennan Devlin, who offers him his grandma gear. Cosmo grabs the dress and apron and tosses it back in Devlin's face, thumbing for The Face of Wrestling to get the hell out of the ring while turning his attention to Andrew Vilar who will start things off for their team.
LO: Cooper looks pissed, and with every reason to be.
KO: Oh, he just needs to suck it up. Devlin is just trying to have some good clean fun in the face of Cooper's tragedy.
LO: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!
KO: Sorry, Laur, can't debate right now....there's the bell!
Cosmo and Vilar begin to circle in the center of the ring before locking up, and both men jockey for position in the center of the ring before finally, Cosmo shoves Vilar down to the canvas in a show of strength. The crowd 'Oooooohh' at that, and Vilar rolls up to his knee's staring at the man in surprise. Cooper makes motion with his hands for him to get up and try again, and so that's exactly what Andrew does as both men engage in another tie up. This time it's Vilar who manages to push Cooper all the way back into a neutral corner, the referee moving to get between them to try and break it up. The two men slowly disentangle themselves from one another, and Andy holds his hands up as he backs up to the center of the ring. Cooper gives him a level gaze, before pushing out of the corner to begin to circle again. Devlin shouts something from the sidelines, but Cooper ignores him as both men move to lock up again. This time, however, Cooper gets a hold of Andy's wrist, and takes it into a dragon twist, and before he can even try to escape or reverse, twists it three more times, the final one slamming Vilar face first to the mat.
LO: Well, I guess the feeling out process is over between these two, as Cosmo drops his knee right down into Andy's shoulder blade, and cranks his twisted up arm into a standing armbar.
KO: You could see that Cooper was a little perturbed, and he isn't exactly himself...I'm telling you. Devlin's getting to him.
LO: Maybe so, but he's the one in control, now pulling Andy's fingers back into a wristlock to go along with the armbar! Ouch!
Vilar beats his fist on the mat as his arm is painfully wrenched, and by sheer force of will he pushes himself up to his knees which forces Cosmo to take his knee out of his shoulder. He quickly crab crawls with only one hand towards the ropes, where he hooks onto the bottom forcing the break. Cosmo keeps the hold until the count of three and then drops it, stepping back to the center of the ring and signaling for Vilar to come get some more. Andy just shifts over to a seated position to watch the man's posture, obviously irritated by that last exchange. Regardless, he pulls himself up by use of the ropes, and moves back out to meet Cosmo once more. This time when they go to lock up, however, Cosmo cuts a quick motion to his left while grabbing the arm he was working, and takes Andy to the mat with a snap arm drag. Vilar pops up, and walks right into another one. On his third attempt to make it to his feet, he's caught with a chop that thunders through the arena, and knocks him all the way back into the nearby neutral corner.
LO: Andrew Vilar being outmaneuvered here by the Apex Champion, whose targeted that left arm, and is now wearing him down with some nasty sounding knife edge chops.
KO: Everytime I hear that sound it takes me back to Equinox, when Brennan and he got into that chop battle. They were practically bleeding from their chests!
LO: Yeah, but this is right here, right now, and Andy Vilar is getting worn out!
Cosmo lays in a particularly thick sounding chop that's more internal thump than loud slap, and Andy grabs as this chest as he doubles over. Cosmo takes him by the wrist and whips him hard to the opposite side, where Andy thunders spine first into the turnbuckles. Cooper is only a few steps behind him, leaping into the air while throwing both feet out in front of him to slip through the middle and top rope as he crushes Vilar with a clothesline right across the chest. Cooper sits on the middle rope, half on the apron, half in the ring, and winks at a fan in the front row before slipping all the way out, and climbing up the turnbuckles.
LO: Cosmo looking supremely confident here, and has been in full control since the third lock up....and now he's perched on the top in a squatting position while palming the back of Vilar's head. Now he leaps forward INTO FACE PLANT BULLDOG WITH GRAVITY DOING THE WORK FOR HIM! MY GOD!
KO: That boy just got a steady diet of canvas!
LO: Cosmo rolling over Vilar whose clutching at his nose, and hooks the leg...
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2...
LO: THR-KICK OUT! Vilar out at two and a half, and Cosmo pulls him up into a seated position and pulls him back into a standing armbar!
KO: He's focused in on his body part now that he's wrung the kid's bell, and is looking to just keep grinding him down. At this rate, Fantana might not make it into this match, and I'm pretty sure that is what everyone wanted to see. Cosmo Cooper & Zack Fantana, Apex Champion versus Mr. Popularity!
The camera finds Fantana intently watching the action as Vilar pumps his fist to try and rally the crowd. He gets some support, which almost seems like it helps him to transition up to his knee, and finally forcing both men all the way to their feet. Cosmo releases the armbar now that it has no leverage, and instead yanks it back behind him into a hammerlock. He looks pretty confident that he has Vilar right where he wants him when a back elbow from the upstart catches him right in the jaw. Another one see's the Apex Champion release the hold and stagger back, giving Vilar an opportunity to rush at the ropes in front of him for spring. Unfortunately for him, he rebounds right back into a high standing dropkick from Cooper that all but lays him out on the mat.
LO: Beautiful dropkick from Cooper halting any momentum that Vilar was trying to build, and now he just dragged him over to his corner by the wrist and slaps Brennan Devlin on the chest for the tag..
Devlin raises an eyebrow as Cooper steps out onto the apron, and wrests his forearms on the top rope while shrugging his shoulders. Brennan cracks a smile before entering the ring, and he does the pose where he runs his hands up his body into his hair, and then flicks his fingers right at Cooper who rolls his eyes. Devlin laughs as he turns his attention to Andrew Vilar, who has made it all the way to the center of the ring to try and get to his corner. He casually catches up to him, and places a boot on the shoulder that Cosmo had been working, and stomps hard into the joint which halts his trek.
LO: Devlin has obviously been paying attention to the damage being done to that arm, and now reaches down to pull Vilar up to his feet.
KO: He already has the arm in a dragon twist, and now laces his fingers with Andrews, and lifts him up so that all of his weight is being supported by that arm!
Devlin doesn’t keep Vilar for long, but it’s enough to etch pain on the man’s face. When his feet hit the ground, Devlin takes him into another dragon twist, and then yanks him forward into a short arm clothesline that sends him to the mat. He smirks out at the crowd right before dropping an elbow, followed by another, and another! The fans begin to count along with Devlin as the elbows fall into Andrew’s chest, making sure to land on the side of the bad arm.
LO: Devlin just noticed that the fans were counting along, so he just stops and grins out at the crowd who now boo him.
KO: Devlin with a shrug, and he leaps HIGH into the air, sending the point of his elbow right down into that bad shoulder!
LO: And there’s a hook of the leg!
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2…
LO: THREe-NO! Andy Vilar able to get out at two and three quarters, and Devlin doesn’t seem too concerned as he pulls him to his feet.
Devlin pulls Vilar’s arm around his back into an awkward hammerlock where he’s standing in front of him, and then scoops him up, and slams him back to the mat so that his body crushes his arm against the mat. Vilar recoils grabbing at his elbow joint, and Devlin shoves him over on his side, and hyper extends the arm into a Fujiwara Armbar!
LO: Andy Vilar in real trouble here as Devlin lays across his body with the arm firmly locked into the Fujiwara!
KO: Yeah, this makes it extremely difficult to get the rope with the other guys weight on your back, but Andy has already proven that he’s resilient!
LO: I know one thing, Andrew Vilar needs to make a tag!
While Devlin has him in the submission, his position puts him in perfect line to shout disparaging remarks to Zack Fantana, who paces the ring apron in anticipation of getting in the ring. Vilar cries out in pain when Devlin gives the arm an extra torque, and digs in to the mat with his free hand to try and pull himself towards the ropes.
LO: Vilar has been locked into this move for nearly a minute, and he’s slowly trying to make his way to the ropes, but as we said, it’s difficult with Brennan practically laying on top of him..
KO: Yeah, but he’s making good progress. No one can take anything away from this kid’s toughness!
Brennan keeps an eye on their proximity towards the ropes, and just as Vilar is about to fingertip the bottom he suddenly releases the hold, snaps up to his feet, and begins laying the boots into the man’s shoulder and arm. Caputo begins counting him down, but he continues all the way to five, and she interjects herself, pushing him back and giving him a stern warning that she will throw it out.
LO: Devlin in serious risk of being disqualified, and this crowd is letting him know what they think of him.
KO: He doesn’t have time to worry about what these people want. He’s going for Chimera Gold!
Devlin acknowledges the referee, and helps Andrew up to his feet, taking him by the wrist and shooting him off to the opposite side of the ring. Vilar rebounds back and Brennan steps to the center to meet him, but is surprised when Vilar drops and baseball slides right between his legs. He spins around and is caught with a European uppercut that sends Devlin stumbling back into the ropes, and when he rebounds back is caught with another one that sends him crashing to the mat.
LO: Vilar with a brief moment of separation here, and he desperately needs to make the tag!
KO: He’s stumbling that way, clutching at his elbow, but Devlin is already getting back up and just rushed in from behind with a waist lock and goes for a German Suplex….
LO: BUT VILAR FLIPPED THROUGH AND LANDED ON HIS FEET! Devlin coming up quick and going for a clothesline, but Vilar ducks and dives to the waiting hand of Zack Fantana!
Devlin spins around just in time to see the tag, and Fantana vaults into the ring and makes a B-line right for him. Devlin doesn’t back down, rushing right in to meet his adversary, and swings with another lariat, but Fantana ducks it and continues on to the ropes. By the time Brennan turns around, he has just enough time to tense up as The Leader of Fantanasy leaps into the air with a High Cross Body!
LO: Fantana takes Devlin down to the mat, but he just popped up quickly, and is already in motion towards the ropes again for spring.
KO: He rebounds back as Devlin gets partially to his feet, and SWINGING NECKBREAKER TAKES HIM CRASHING DOWN TO THE MAT!
LO: There’s a hook of the leg!
1…
2…
KO: THRE-NO! Devlin out at two and a half, and Zack is already pulling him back up to his feet, and pushing him into the ropes only to shoot him off…
LO: Devlin on his way back now, and PUTS ON THE BRAKES BEFORE RUNNING INTO A SUPERKICK!
Devlin falls back to his bottom as the kick from Fantana attempts to take his head off, and he quickly back peddles on his rear all the way to his corner. He throws his hand up for a tag while staring daggers at Fantana, but when he doesn’t feel one forthcoming, he tears his gaze from his opponent to his partner. Cosmo stands on the ring apron, obviously amused by Devlin’s issues with The Leader of Fantanasy, and shrugs as if to say, “this is your problem.’
LO: Cosmo isn’t offering to make the tag here, and now Brennan has popped up and is right in the Apex Champion’s face…
KO: Yeah, but while those two are jawing with one another, Zack Fantana just backed up into his corner, and breaks out in a full head of steam….BIG FRONT DROP KICK TO DEVLIN SENDS HIM COLLIDING SKULL FIRST WITH HIS OWN PARTNER!
The impact ejects Cosmo from the ring apron to smack hard against the concrete floor, while Devlin clutches his face leaning against the top turnbuckle. Zack quickly spins him around and nails him with three rapid fire chops to the chest, before taking him by the wrist and giving him a long lead before finally shooting to the other side. This results in Devlin striking the top turnbuckle chest first with such velocity that it snaps him down to the mat with authority.
LO: Fantana is on fire here, as he crows to the crowd who respond in kind for the fan favorite!
KO: Yeah, and now he’s going after Devlin, but….what is Caputo saying?
LO: She’s directing him towards Cosmo….she’s SAYING THAT HEADBUTT WAS A TAG!
KO: Good God! I’m used to these sorts of shenanigans with Diego Santiago, but I expected better from our senior official! Come on!
Fantana nods to Caputo, and upon turning his attention to Cosmo sees him just now regaining his feet on the outside. Zack gives the crowd a nod, and they all come to their feet in anticipation as he rushes the opposite ropes for spring, and then rushes back to the opposite side, hurtling himself right up and over the top rope into a rolling senton that wipes out Cooper!
LO: FANTANA FLIES, and now has come up and drags Cooper with him, tossing him under the bottom rope and follows him into the ring!
KO: Now he has cooper up, hooks him around the head, and lifts him up for a suplex…NO! BRAINBUSTER AGAINST THE KNEE!
LO: THE REVERIE TO COSMO COOPER!
KO: Fantana now hooking the leg for a cover!
1…
2…
LO: THREe-NO! BRENNAN DEVLIN LAUNCHED HIMSELF ACROSS THE RING TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
KO: Devlin now pulling Zack up and around, GOING FOR FACE OFF!
LO: NO! Fantana shoves him forwards, and he spins around…SUPERKICK!
Devlin crashes to the mat clutching his jaw, as Fantana turns around to catch a Spin Wheel Kick from cooper that sends him to the mat as well. Cooper yanks Zack up and drags him to the center of the ring, where he hooks him around the head while draping his arm around his neck. Suddenly Devlin is there beside him, doing the same thing on the opposite side. The two rivals stare at one another intensely, before nodding, and Double Suplexing Fantana to the canvas with ring rattling authority.
LO: I CAN NOT BELIEVE IT! Those two actually worked together!
KO: Yeah, and now Devlin is rolling out of the ring so that Cooper can go for the cover!
1…
2…
LO: THRE-KICK OUT! Zack Fantana manages to keep his team alive, and Cooper looks to not be playing around anymore, pulling Zack up to his feet…
KO: He pushes him into the ropes while taking him by the wrist, and shoots him off to the opposite side…
Zack rebounds off the ropes, and Cooper steps out to the center of the ring, catching him in a belly to belly release suplex, only Fantana manages to jump high with the move, tumbling into a front flip that sees him land on his feet. When Cosmo comes up, he does so just in time to see Fantana tag in his waiting partner. Vilar comes into the ring hot, rushing right at Cooper and taking him down with a clothesline. Cooper pops up, and is taken down with another clothesline. On the third pop up, Vilar delivers a European Uppercut that sends him stumbling into the turnbuckles of the nearby corner.
LO: Andrew Vilar finally getting some offense here, and here he comes for a BIG SPLASH! NO! COOPER SIDE STEPPED HIM AND HE LANDED CHEST FIRSTS INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
KO: Uh-Oh, he’s grabbing at that arm…I believe he did more damage, cause he seems to be in some major pain….
Vilar stumbles out of the corner to the center of the ring clutching his bad arm, and he looks up he finds that Cosmo Cooper is heading straight for him, launching himself like a battering ram in which the top of his head catches Vilar dead center of his sternum.
LO: TORPEDO HEADBUTT TO VILAR WHO LOOKS LIKE HE JUST HAD ALL THE WIND KNOCKED OUT OF HIS SAILS!
KO: And Cooper just came up to one knee, and let out a primal roar to the crowd, who are on their feet in anticipation!
Cooper, with a determined look on his face, yanks Vilar up to his feet, scoops him up onto his shoulder, and then leaps into the air only to drive his skull into the mat with a Tombstone Piledriver!
LO: CRATER MAKER! THIS ONE MIGHT BE OVER!
KO: Cooper hooking Vilar up into a cover…
1…
Fantana makes to come into the ring…
2…
But Devlin rushes across to cut him off with a Knee Lift that knocks him back out onto the apron…
3!!!
The bell sounds, and Devlin falls back from Fantana laughing, while the Leader of Fantanasy shakes his head in frustration. Cooper pops up off of Vilar, muscles tense, and he roars again right into the camera like he’s gone into full beast mode.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match, and advancing to the Main Event at Allegiance for a chance at the Chimera Tag Team Championships.......COSMO COOPER AND BRENNAN DEVLINNNN!!!
Fantana comes into the ring to help roll Vilar out, more than disappointed by his partners lack luster performance, and upon getting him under the bottom rope helps him make his way to the back. The fans are sympathetic to the popular superstar, those wearing a ‘Fantanasy’ T-shirt in the crowd wiping away tears.
LO: Valiant effort for his team, but Zack will not be advancing to the Main Event. That’s a shame, as many saw the team of Fantana & Vilar as a pretty safe bet..
KO: Yeah, but Vilar was off tonight, and not only that, Cooper and Devlin worked that body part to perfection, and ultimately that led to their victory here tonight.
Cooper takes the Apex Championship from Caputo when she hands it to him, and takes a second turnbuckle before thrusting it over his head with both hands. Devlin, on the opposite side of the ring, steps up to a turnbuckle as well, getting booed for yelling at the crowd that he’s the ‘True Face of Wrestling’! The two come down from their turnbuckles at the same time, backing up to the center of the ring, until the moment they bump into one another.
Cooper spins around with the belt cocked and loaded, and Devlin does the same with his right fist hammered back. The two stare intensely at one another as the crowd come to their feet in anticipation, until Devlin drops his fist and slaps Cooper on the chest, grinning like a fiend, and points at himself saying that he’s going to be a Chimera Tag Team Champion. Cooper just shakes his head and rolls his eyes, turning to exit the ring as Devlin just laughs.
LO: This thing between these two is continuing to brew, but you have to believe that it is going to implode at some point. I mean, Devlin is nearly unbearable, and Cooper has shown major restraint considering the propaganda machine that Brennan has put on about his grandmother…
KO: Yeah, it would be a shame if it were to happen when the Chimera Tag Titles were on the line, but…..I guess we’ll find out, cause now we know it’s going to be Neo Tokyo, #Trendsetters, The Zombie Clan, and Cooper & Devlin at Allegiance!
LO: God Help Us All….cause next show we’re going to determine the fifth and final team as a result of our Main Event tonight, and there’s no telling who it could be.
KO: Could be the other team in The Zombie Clan since the team that wins tonight has to face them to determine it. I mean, they have been dominant…
LO: Yeah, and right now they have Lady Munin hostage. Krahe must be beside himself…
KO: Something tells me we’re going to see a conclusion to that at the end of this show…
LO: Well, for right now, let’s hear a word or two from our sponsors before our Main Event gets underway!
MAIN EVENT
The lights drop around the Hong Kong Coliseum as the noise drops around the crowd in anticipation for the main event. Two silhouettes appear to wheel something unseen down the ramp towards the ring in the center of the arena. After a pronounced pause of silence, the PA system fires back into life with the palm muted power chords that start off ‘Turn to Stone’ by Joe Walsh. The crowd’s silence is broken with a chorus of boos. The cameras spot a sign in the nosebleeds with ‘TRIADS>>>RECOBA!’ scrawled on it.
Cross appears at the top of the ramp in his ring attire of a crucifix around his neck and the insignia of one down the right leg of his black wrestling tights. He holds a microphone in his hand.
RING ANNOUNCER: Coming to the ring, from Cicero, Illinois...Currently residing in Orangeburg, New-
CROSS RECOBA: Hold on there! Cut the music!
The music fades out as Cross starts to step forward down the ramp.
CROSS RECOBA: Ring Announcer, take the rest of the night off!
Cross is now at the end of the ramp. We see the object that was wheeled down the ramp as it sits to the left of the rampway. A sheet obscures the contents of what is underneath from view.
CROSS RECOBA: As for the rest of you, you probably have many questions and relax, by the end of this you’ll have answers to all of them...
Cross whips the sheet out in a predictably dramatic fashion. Underneath is a table with puppets resembling the Battle Royal Competitors. The camera pans across and we see a Legion puppet next to Poe Sauer, Rizzo next to Moore and Lockheart.
CROSS RECOBA: Now, not all of the competitors are represented by puppets. I know, here in Hong Kong, puppets and theatre go hand in hand and you have a rich history in both but that can’t make up for the fact that I gave the company a list of names and they still didn’t know who half of them were! So, because I find myself in the same boat I had THESE made up!
Cross lifts up an assortment of lanyards.
CROSS RECOBA: I know, you don’t have to thank me, but you should all be able to identify yourselves from these tags. See here we have… ‘Drunken Hag’...so, Alexis Terry, ‘Son of Dice Clay’... NovaCaine, and ‘9021-HO’...ah Sullivan!
A puppet who has spent the entire time face down in front of cans of PBR lifts up her head.
TERRY PUPPET: Oh, luk', it's Cross Re-co-bah, I'd ride 'im like a Kow-a-zacki!
FALLON PUPPET: Why would you want Cross to be a motorcycle?
CROSS RECOBA: Oh great, I woke the puppets up…
The camera cuts to what is presumably meant to be Spiral, although he is wearing a muzzle and straitjacket.
SPIRAL PUPPET: When the seagulls follow the trawler, it's because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea. Thank you very much.
NOVACAINE PUPPET: Shut it, albino! If it has got four legs and it is not a chair, if it has got two wings and it flies but is not an aeroplane, and if it swims and it is not a submarine, the Hongkongese will eat it! Hey Cross!
CROSS RECOBA: What?
NOVACAINE: You know that Dakota Jennings?
Cross looks weary on this question.
CROSS RECOBA: Yes…
NOVACAINE PUPPET: She got a GREAT ASS!
The puppet moves his hands to form the shape of a posterior.
NOVACAINE PUPPET: And you got your head right up it!
CROSS RECOBA: Thanks for that...turns out that the theater company might have done their homework…
RIZZO PUPPET: Can I just say what an honor it is to be in the main event?
CROSS RECOBA: Fine, sure, whatever…
SPIRAL PUPPET: To conquer fear, you must become fear…
CROSS RECOBA: Great, I’ve paid for a Bane puppet…I could almost give myself a hand...
TERRY PUPPET: ‘ey, Cross, I’ve got a place for you to put your ‘and...wheyyyy!
Cross reaches behind the Terry puppet and pulls out a Polo mallet. He swings back and scuttles the puppets off the table. He then rears the mallet back over his head and puts it through the table. The puppeteers under the table scurry out of harm's way as the fans start to boo.
CROSS RECOBA: Look, I’ll be honest - I figured that if we’re going to have a dog and pony show for the Main Event that this would be the most fitting way for it to begin. So, Mr Ring Announcer, I’ll stand here with these name tags and you can go back to doing what you’re apparently paid for...
Generic Ring Announcer bristles at the comment, but steps back to the center of the ring accepting the offered mic from Recoba. "For The Glory" by All Good Things hits over the PA System, and the spotlight focuses on the stage in anticipation of the participants to make their way to the ring. The first out is Allison Sullivan, who pauses to pop her hips at the top of the stage, before making her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Making her way to the ring, from Beverly Hills, California, ALLISON SULLIVAN...
Cross checks his lanyards to find the appropriate one, as Sullivan reaches ringside, and the next participant steps through the curtain. Boos pour out as Lorean Moore takes center stage, flipping her red hair in annoyance as she makes her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Introducing next, from Soho, Manhattan, New York, LOREAN MOOORREEE!!
By the time Lorean makes it to ringside, Allison is already in the ring, staring at her lanyard in disbelief. Lorean, however, steps into the ring and accepts hers in what appears to be amusement as she steps over to the far corner and leans against it. Just then Legion steps out onto the stage, shaking her head and talking to her self as she paces the top of the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Hailing from Tokyo, Japan....she is LEGIONNN!!
Legion pauses at the announcement and stares down at the ring as if acknowledging where she is for the first time, and starts her way down the ramp just as Alexis Terry steps out onto the stage. She watches the proceedings down in the ring with the man who beat her last show making a mockery of the other competitors. She places her hands on her hips, and her jaw tightens as she makes her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: And hailing from Newcastle, England...She is 'ENGLAND'S MOST GLAMOROUS EXPORT'....ALEXIS TERRYYY!!
Terry never takes her eyes off Cross as she reaches ringside, and her expression is not kind. From the curtain steps Poe Sauer, and the fans have a mixed reaction for the unknown factor in this match. She pauses at the top of the stage to watch the other competitors down in the ring, and a twitch of a smile crosses her lips at some hidden amusement as she makes her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Coming to the ring from Nuremberg, Germany....THIS IS POE SAUERRRR!!
Poe reaches ringside, and steps off to the side, not immediately entering the ring, but rather taking it all in as Alexis Terry slaps her lanyard out of Recoba's hand, and jabs a finger in his face. Out next is Leela Watts, and the fans for the first time really come alive, cheering the fan favorite as she waves at them and slaps hands on her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Introducing next, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, she is LEELA WATTTSSS!!
Leela reaches ringside, and belly slides into the ring, popping up to have a lanyard thrust in her direction. Alexis Terry is still standing in front of Recoba with hands on hips, but he chooses to ignore her in lieu of a new face entering the ring. Leela stares at the lanyard being held in her direction, and then shrugs with a laugh, taking the lanyard, and being the only one who puts it her around her neck. In the meantime, Spiral steps out onto the stage with a stoic expression. He regards the ring as if they are merely parcels of meat for his consumption, and ignores the crowd wholly as he makes his way down to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And making his debut, hailing from Copenhagen, Denmark, He is 'THE PALE KING'....SPIRALLL!!
Like Poe, Spiral doesn't immediately enter the ring, moving to the opposite side of the ring from where she stands, still staring at each competitor in the ring as if wanting to inflict bodily harm. Finally, Alexis Terry, having had enough of Recoba's antics, slaps the remaining lanyards out of his hands. When he gives her the smarmy grin that has irritated so many others, she attempts to slap it right off his face, but he ducks it and nails her with a right hand. Suddenly Allison Sullivan jumps onto his back, while Lorean Moore joins in with a punch to the gut. Suddenly all hell breaks loose, with most of the competitors moving in for the kill on the grating Recoba, who finds himself driven to the mat, and a gang like stomp ensuing from the other competitors, with the exception of Leela Watts, who tries to get everyone to calm down until the official bell. The Ring Announcer bails out of the ring as things escalate, and lands right beside Poe Sauer. The black haired phenom turns and hisses at the announcer, causing her to recoil back, just before Poe enters the fray, spinning Leela Watts around and jamming a fist into her jaw.
LO: Things have broken down here, and not all of the competitors have even made their way to the ring!
KO: Yeah, and look at this Spiral dude.....he's just got his arms crossed watching the Bedlam!
The music continues to drone on, and Fallon Lockhart appears at the top of the stage, and upon surveying Cross getting the holy hell stomped out of him, takes off into a sprint towards the ring. She belly slides into the ring, and pops up, grabbing Allison Sullivan off of Cross, and runs her face first into the top turnbuckle of the nearby corner. Danny Rizzo steps out onto the stage, and doesn't even pause, instead rushes to the ring in a full gallop. Just as he reaches ringside a red solo cup full of some brown liquid beams him right in the side of the head, dousing him in it's contents. Danny stands there, staring down at himself now covered in the liquid, and he looks in the direction the cup had come from just in time to see that NovaCaine has jumped the guardrail where he had been sitting all night, and is rushing right at him.
LO: Danny Rizzo hasn't even made it into the ring, and here comes CAINE WITH A SPEAR THAT TAKES THEM BOTH TO THE CONCRETE! Now they are brawling, rolling around trading punches!
KO: Caputo and Santiago are running around the ring not knowing what to do, and Caputo just grabbed him and sent him to signal for the bell!
The bell sounds, and the match is now officially underway as the pandemonium continues. Spiral watches it all, bringing his right hand up to stroke his chin as the other still hugs at his body. Meanwhile, in the ring, Alexis Terry and Lorean Moore have pulled Cross Recoba up to his feet and hold him, while Legion works him over with rights and lefts. Over in one of the corners, Poe Sauer has Leela Watts hemmed up with shoulder thrusts to the gut, while in the opposite corner Fallon delivers a roundhouse kick that sends Allison Sullivan down into a seated position. Fallon turns to see the triple team and Cross, and despite knowing the man was being disrespectful, can't abide by the obvious numbers game currently facing him. She rushes for the trio, and delivers a dropkick that takes Legion completely unaware, and sends her crashing to the mat. Alexis Terry and Lorean Moore abandon Cross to turn their attack onto Fallon, who suddenly finds herself outnumbered. Cross takes the sudden pause in his destruction to roll quickly to the edge of the ring and under the bottom rope to the outside on the opposite side of Spiral, who still watches intently, but makes no move to enter the ring.
LO: I don't even know how we're supposed to call this thing, Ken! There are so many bodies, and it's already hit the fan in full speed!
KO: Bro, I say we just kick back and watch....although, I'd like to point out that Spiral may be a genius, and for his part in getting this thing kicked off with such volatility, so is Cross Recoba....because both of these guys are on the outside of the ring just watching everyone else tear the other apart!
LO: Yeah, these guys are real gems. I say get in there and take your lumps and try and win this thing!
KO: Yeah, and that's why you ain't no Genius, Laur.
Laurence doesn't bother pointing out the double negative, as by the ramp NovaCaine and Danny Rizzo have manage to make it back to their feet, still furiously trading punches. The wily veteran, however, ducks one of Danny's right hands, and in response reaches up and rakes his eyes. Momentarily blinded, Danny begs off for a second, but NovaCaine doesn't give him the chance, grabbing him by the wrist, and whipping him hard right for the steel steps. Danny manages to turn at the last minute, hurtling into the steps with such force that the top step comes unhinged from the base and slips down on its side. NovaCaine steps over and grabs the top part, lifting it up high above his head in a burst of strength, but before he can bring it down on Danny, he flashes his boot out to catch the man in his left knee. The steps clatter down to the floor behind Caine as he grabs at his knee, and Danny pushes up to his feet into a European Uppercut that sends Nova crashing down on the steel that had fell behind him. Danny mounts him, and starts hammering in right hands, and the fans at ringside go nuts for the retribution.
Meanwhile, in the ring, Legion has recovered, and rejoined the team of Terry and Moore, stomping away at poor Fallon Lockhart who covers up in a fetal position near the edge of the ring. With all of them at the edge of the ring, it leaves the center clear, and Poe Sauer takes Leela Watts by the wrist and shoots her off to the opposite side. Leela approaches the corner hot, but instead of striking the turnbuckles, walks right up them and cuts a moonsault that catches Poe as she follows her in. Both women crash to the mat, and Leela comes up just as Allison Sullivan rushes out of the corner that Fallon had left her in and tries to take her head off. Watts, however, ducks the lariat, and when Allison turns around, she catches a Running Dropkick that sends Allison hurtling at the ropes, and right up and over the top to hit the floor in a heap.
Ring Announcer: ALLISON SULLIVAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Leela nods to the cheering crowd, but only for an instant, as Poe Sauer comes in from behind her and grabs her by the back of her tights and a fist full of hair, and runs her right for the ropes. She attempts to toss her over, but Leela grabs at the top, lacing her foot through the bottom, foiling the attempt. Poe continues to struggle to put her over, as the trio of Moore, Terry, and Legion pull Fallon up to her feet, and move to try and lift her up so that they can get her over the top for an elimination!
LO: Fallon Lockhart is in trouble here, and Danny Rizzo has just noticed from the outside. NovaCaine has been throttled here, so now he slides back into the ring and BOOM! Nails Lorean Moore with a high running knee!
KO: OK, that takes care of one, but the other two still have her precariously dangling off that top rope!
LO: Oh My God! I can't believe it!
KO: Cross Recoba just slid back into the ring to aide Fallon by grabbing Alexis Terry by her legs, and DUMPS HER RIGHT OVER THE TOP!
Ring Announcer: ALEXIS TERRY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
LO: I don't know if that was so much aiding Fallon Lockhart as it was Recoba taking advantage of the situation on Alexis Terry...
KO: Either way she's gone, and now Fallon is hammering at Legion to get herself off the top rope!
Legion falters back as Fallon has both feet now firmly on the mat, hammering away at the woman's skull. Finally she gives her a shove out to the center of the ring to create separation, only for her to rush out to meet her with a Busaiku Knee that sends her crashing to the mat clutching her face.
LO: BLYSS KNOCK OUT FROM FALLON TO LEGION!
KO: Now pulling her up to her feet, and just ran her head first RIGHT UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE TO LAND AT SPIRALS FEET!
Ring Announcer: LEGION HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Spiral looks down at the woman deposited at his feet, and readjusts his stance so that she won't touch his boots. He returns his cold gaze up to Fallon Lockhart who looks down at him, and gestures for him to enter the ring at anytime. He doesn't offer a response, as she looks to see who will be her next target. She turns around just in time to see Danny Rizzo sitting Lorean Moore up onto the top rope, and he takes a few steps back for clearance, only to rush forwards and step up the ropes to nail her with a Enzuguri that catches her right in the side of the head. Lorean's eyes roll into the back of her head a she slips off the top to crash against the apron, and then the floor.
Ring Announcer: LOREAN MOORE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Fallon, Danny, and Cross all give one another a glance just as Poe Sauer is shoved to the center of the ring, and is suddenly sent crashing to the mat by the oncoming diving clothesline from Leela Watts! Leela comes up to a knee to give the other three a cautious glance, moving up and taking a step back so that Poe is left in the center. Cross Recoba steps forward, looking directly at Fallon, indicating with his finger that the two of them should team up. Fallon watches this uncertainly, and then looks over at Danny who nods and smiles. A likewise smile creeps onto her face, and Cross, seeing this, shrugs, and rushes right for Rizzo to take him by surprise with a chop to his chest. Fallon steps into intervene, but her leg is caught by Poe, trying to get back to her feet. Leela steps out to interject in this interference, when the crowd pops signaling the three in the center of the ring something is amiss. The three women turn just in time to see NovaCaine swinging a steel chair for the fences that catches Watt's right across her spine!
LO: That slimy bastard! As if this match wasn't crazy enough, he's introduced a steel chair into the mix!
KO: That's NovaCaine's tag team partner! I bet they'd win the Chimera Tag Straps!
Fallon tries to go for a kick, but NovaCaine side steps it, giving him the chance to bring the chair around and jam the top part into her ribs. Fallon clutches at her midsection in pain as he changes his grips back to the legs, and brings it dipping down, back up, and then crashing down across her spine, driving her face first down into the mat. He turns his attention to Poe, who takes a step back, and both of them turn a quick glance over to where Danny has Cross now in the corner, and is giving him one two punches. She shrugs, and Caine mouths, 'Smart Girl', before rushing into the corner with a huge wind up swing that thunders throughout the arena like a shotgun blast into Danny Rizzo's spine!
LO: GOOD GOD! DANNY RIZZO JUST GOT BLASTED BY THAT STEEL CHAIR! COME ON! GET THAT LUNATIC OUT OF HERE!
KO: HEY! Battle Royals for all intents and purposes are no disqualification! The only object is to put your opponents over the top rope! This is completely legal!
LO: It might be legal, but it isn't right!
Cross takes this opportunity to slink out of the corner to the safety of the adjacent one, turning to watch while wiping his nose after the shots from Rizzo. NovaCaine stands over Rizzo, taking in the boos as he stares at his mangled tool of destruction. Meanwhile, Poe Sauer pulls Leela Watts up to her feet by he hair of the head, and runs her straight for the ropes to try and put her over the top. Leela flips right up and over the top rope, but manages to hold onto the top while dangling precariously above the floor. Poe, thinking the woman eliminated, turns her attention back to Fallon Lockhart who still clutches at her spine in the center of the ring. As she moves in for the kill, Leela manages to skin the cat back into the ring, and before Poe can do any damage to Lockhart rushes in and catches the Grim Queen with a running bulldog that skids her face across the mat.
LO: Leela not only able to keep herself in this match, but now delivering offense to Poe Sauer...but in this environment you have to keep your head on a swivel, cause Cross Recoba is slithering up behind her!
KO: Leela turns around, and CROSS JUST TOOK HER LEGS OUT FROM UNDER HER WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKE DOWN...HE'S TURNING HER OVER....GARIBALDI'S GUILLOTINE!
LO: Leela Watts is screaming out in pain from the submission move that no one has ever broken out of, but this won't get Cross the elimination! He needs to get her over the top rope!
KO: It might not eliminate her here, but it sure as hell will ensure she won't do much later on. It's strategy Laur!
NovaCaine tosses the wrecked chair outside the ring, and pulls Rizzo up to his feet, shoving him into the corner so that he dangles there by use of the top rope. He grabs the kid by his mouth and shoves his head back disrespectfully, talking trash to Rizzo who looks helpless. Looks, however, can be deceiving, as NovaCaine finds out when his hands are suddenly shoved out to his side, and Danny delivers a headbutt that rocks Caine back in surprise. His nose is busted as he brings his hand up to see the blood and he spits a curse, but before he can retaliate, Danny brings his knee's up to his chest and thrusts both boots forward into NovaCaine's chest. This sends the legend stumbling backwards to crash into Cross Recoba, as a result causing him to lose his grip on Watts. Cross spins around and on instinct fires in a chop to this new attacker. NovaCaine recoils back, but then looks up fuming, and fires in a chop right back at Recoba.
LO: We've got a chop battle going on between NovaCaine and Cross Recoba in the center of the ring, and I was certain these would be the two who might band together!
KO: Maybe earlier, but now it's every man or woman for themselves!
The crowd are on their feet as the chops ring out into the arena, neither man giving an inch, or ever getting the chance to. Poe Sauer comes up to her knee's just to the side of both men, and as the chops knock the men back a step, she brings her forearms up between their legs respectively. Both Cross and Nova's mouth drop open in shock and pain as they grab for their nether regions, and fall to their knee's. Poe rises between them, and they don't have the capacity in the moment to offer up much objection as she sends a side kick into NovaCaine's face, and then swings the foot around into a front kick right into Recoba's. Both men fall out to the mat, just as Danny Rizzo launches himself out of the corner he was in and dives into a low drop kick to Poe's left leg which drops her down to one knee, only for Rizzo to follow it with a devastating Shining Wizard!
LO: BLACK ROSE FROM DANNY TO POE! AND GOOD GOD! That was after she dropped NovaCaine and Cross Recoba with double low blows!
KO: I can honestly say I didn't see that coming, and I don't think any of them did either!
Danny turns his attention from Poe to NovaCaine, and rage is clear on his face as he yanks the man up to his feet. He fires in a few right hands before moving in to scoop him up, but he never gets the chance for whatever he had planned, as Leela Watts comes out of no where with a High Cross Body from the top that no one saw coming. All three competitors crash to the canvas and are laid out, as Poe Sauer and Cross Recoba both stir to try and find their footing. Both competitors come up to their feet at the same time and Cross moves in to extract some revenge for the low blow, but both are distracted by movement coming right for them in the form of Fallon Lockhart with a Corkscrew Shooting Star Press that likewise, no one saw coming. The three are completely wiped out by the move, and now all six participants are down in the ring, and the fans come completely unglued.
LO: MY GOD! BACK TO BACK ARIAL OFFENSE FROM LEELA WATTS AND FALLON LOCKHART HAVE COMPLETELY CHANGED THE FACE OF THIS MATCH!
KO: No crap! It's like someone just pressed the reset button!
The competitors all groggily untangle their bodies from one another, and crawl their way to opposite points along the edge of the ring. Leela and Fallon make it to their feet first, but are soon followed by NovaCaine and Poe, while Danny and Recoba take a few more seconds to pull themselves up by use of the ropes. All six competitors stare at one another again, but its NovaCaine who says to hell with it, and stalks to the center of the ring pointing at Danny. Rizzo, with a stern expression, answers the challenge, stepping right up to NovaCaine and giving him a shove. Caine smirks, before throwing a right hand that catches Danny right on the jaw. Danny takes the hit, and fires one right back into Nova's. Suddenly the two men are right back to where they started, brawling in the center of the ring while Poe, Cross, Leela, and Fallon watch on. Seeing that everyone is distracted, Cross takes this opportunity to slither his way over to where Leela Watts is standing, and slips in behind her.
LO: Cross Recoba trying to sneak up on Watts, but Fallon just called out, and Watts into a spinning elbow that catches Cross right in the face! Cross against the ropes here, and Leela now has him by the leg, and is trying to dump him over...
KO: That damn Fallon Lockhart! Why can't she just keep her do-gooder nose out of everyone's business?
LO: She just doesn't want to see anyone get blindsided or cheated! There's nothing wrong with that...
Danny and Nova's fist-o-cuffs send them scuttling over into the nearby corner, where they trade turns putting the other against the turnbuckles and trying to open up with strikes. Meanwhile, Fallon makes her way over to where Leela is struggling to get Cross Recoba over the ropes, but is blindsided by Poe Sauer who tears across the ring and catches the woman in a Sling Blade that drives the back of her head into the canvas!
LO: Sauer calls that move The Sideshow, and it has effectively laid out Fallon...and now she's turned her attention on the struggle going on against the ropes between Cross and Leela...
KO: Yeah, she doesn't seem to like Leela Watts after taking the loss to her last show. It'll be interesting to see if she helps her get rid of Cross, or will she try and dump her out instead.
Poe steps over and kneels down to grab Leela by her thighs, lifting up so that now it's Leela who hangs precariously on the edge of the top rope. She ceases her struggle with cross and grabs the middle rope with both hands to try and prevent herself from being eliminated, providing Cross the opportunity to slip out from both of them. He takes stock of Fallon on the mat still cradling the back of her skull, Danny and NovaCaine fighting tooth and nail on the other side of the ring, and Poe Sauer struggling to get Leela out of the ring. He takes a step towards Fallon, pauses, thinking better of it, and turns back to Poe and Leela. He grabs Poe by the back of her head and tosses her up and over the top rope along with Leela, but somehow both women are able to hold on and land on the ring apron. Cross backs off, indicating he just took out the garbage by wiping his hands clean, but the cheering response from the crowd signals that he might not have got the job done.
LO: Cross Recoba just now catching on to the fact that Leela Watts and Poe Sauer weren't eliminated, and both women are pulling themselves up by use of the ropes....Here comes Cross with a full head of steam looking for a double elimination!
KO: LEELA AND POE SAW HIM COMING! THEY JUST DROPPED DOWN AND PULLED THE TOP ROPE WITH THEM!
Cross soars right over the lowered top rope to the outside of the ring in a front flip that see's him land hard in a seated position on the top of the steel steps that were brought into play earlier in the night by NovaCaine. The refs rush to that side of the ring to find that his feet haven't officially touched the ground, but the expression of shock and pain on his face seems to diminish that fact a bit for The Fox. He clutches his lower spine as Poe and Leela both come up to see the luckiest landing you could have in a Battle Royal. Leela shakes her head and then turns her attention back to Poe, who out of nowhere delivers a quick series of throat thrusts to Watt's who clutches at her throat in surprise. From there Poe rares back and swings her boot right into Watts' left knee, knocking her limb out from under her and sends her chest first down to the concrete floor.
Ring Announcer: LEELA WATTS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
The fans boo unmercifully as Poe sneers down at Leela, but quickly change their tune as Fallon Lockhart rushes in and delivers a spear to the unsuspecting Poe that launches her off the apron right at Cross Recoba, who has come to stand on the top of the steps facing the ring. His eyes go wide as he quickly sidesteps the oncoming Sauer and she soars past him to land hard near the ramp leading to the entrance.
Ring Announcer: POE SAUER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Fallon stares at Cross Recoba as he repositions himself, and as Leela Watts gets up to her hands and knee's, he hops with one foot off of her lower spine back up to the ring apron, saving himself to continue in the match. Fallon watches him warily as he steps back into the ring, ready for anything, but he looks past her where Danny Rizzo and NovaCaine have rolled themselves all the way out to the center of the ropes on the other side of the ring, both men so engaged in their own personal war that they haven't noticed anything else going on inside the ring. Fallon follows Recoba's gaze, and then turns an eye back to him, and he gives her a wink before tearing off in that direction. Danny and NovaCaine don't even see Recoba coming when he comes in, grabs either man by a thigh, and lifts them up and over the top rope where they both tumble down to the floor for elimination.
Ring Announcer: DANNY RIZZO AND NOVACAINE HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED!
Danny gets up to his feet and slams his fist down onto the ring apron in frustration, and NovaCaine rises beside him, staring up at Recoba who gives them both a shoulder shrug with hands out at his sides. Danny turns an accusing finger at Nova, and screams, 'This is your fault', and NovaCaine doesn't even respond with words, but rather launches right back in to Danny Rizzo. The two men continue to brawl as the referee's swoop in to try and pull them apart. When they see that they can't handle it, they signal to the back and Security comes rushing down the ramp to help break it up. Cross and Fallon watch as NovaCaine is pulled one way, and Danny the other, both men still clawing to get a piece of each other. Finally, Cross turns to face Fallon, and extends his hand to her, and she looks around for a second to the crowd who give a mixed reaction, but in the end takes the offer and shakes it.
LO: Well, it looks like we know who The Zombies will be facing next show, and what an unlikely team! Fallon Lockhart and Cross Recoba are back in the Chimera Tag Tournament!
KO: Man, this match was crazy, not to mention brutal....I believe we may have found a budding feud between Leela Watts and Poe Sauer, and Danny Rizzo and NovaCaine look like they might want to kill each other!
LO: No doubt...and now Fallon riling this Hong Kong crowd up by taking the second turnbuckle, and pumping her fist in the air...and Cross is clapping....God, I hope she keeps eyes in the back of her head. He might be charming right now, but it's only matter of time before he double crosses her...
KO: Wait a minute....uh...oh crap! WE FORGOT ABOUT THIS GUY!
Spiral, who up to this minute had been watching from the outside, slithers into the ring like a snake behind Recoba and Fallon, still perched on her turnbuckle celebrating. He rises up and begins playing a game of eenie meenie between the two competitors in front of him, and the crowd boo loudly. Recoba, thinking the reaction is for him, simply completes an over exaggerated bow just as Spiral's finger falls on Fallon. There is no fanfare or panache to his movements, as he saunters right over to where Fallon is celebrating and givers her a hard shove that sends her tumbling over the top turnbuckle to land with a splat unceremoniously on the concrete floor. If the boo's were loud before, now they are ear shattering.
Ring Announcer: FALLON LOCKHART HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! The winners of this match, and the team to go on to face The Zombie Clan at the next show that will determine who will be the final team in the Tag Team Turmoil Main Event at Allegiance.....CROSS RECOBA AND SPIRALLL!!
LO: I....I can not believe this!
KO: Believe it, brother! I told you this guy was a genius!
LO: But he didn't even participate in the match! All he did was stand on the outside as everyone else tried to maim each other!
KO: And that strategy paid off big time! Not only did Cross Recoba rile everyone up at the start, but Spiral has this entire building riled up at the end! It's Priceless!
Cross Recoba looks from Spiral, to Fallon on the outside, and then back to Spiral, and then shrugs with a grin spreading over his face. He offers his hand to Spiral, who looks down at it with a grim expression, and then turns to exit the ring. Cross' brow furrows as he looks down at his empty hand, but then shrugs again and takes a turnbuckle to celebrate himself. The fans boo unmercifully as Spiral passes by Fallon Lockhart, who is being helped up by the referee's. She still looks a little confused as the referee's explain what happened, and her brow dips into a dramatic V when she hears the news. Spiral reaches the stage and comes to a halt, looking back over his shoulder at the ring, and a slight smirk tugs at his lips before he finally passes through the curtain.
LO: Well, I guess that's it then. I still think this was an absolute Robbery! I would have rather seen Danny Rizzo and NovaCaine be forced to tag up again than see an outcome like this!
KO: Those two won't be teaming anytime soon, but I think a team of Spiral and Recoba could go far. That guy has a cold calculating vibe, where as Recoba is The Fox, out witting his opponents. It could be a killer combination!
LO: Maybe so, but this entire thing feels tainted...
KO: Wait a minute....I'm catching word from the back...
LO: What is it?
KO: I don't know, but apparently there is something going on....What?
LO: WHAT IS IT?!?
Kenneth Othello looks to his brother with a confused expression.
KO: On the roof?
Cross appears at the top of the ramp in his ring attire of a crucifix around his neck and the insignia of one down the right leg of his black wrestling tights. He holds a microphone in his hand.
RING ANNOUNCER: Coming to the ring, from Cicero, Illinois...Currently residing in Orangeburg, New-
CROSS RECOBA: Hold on there! Cut the music!
The music fades out as Cross starts to step forward down the ramp.
CROSS RECOBA: Ring Announcer, take the rest of the night off!
Cross is now at the end of the ramp. We see the object that was wheeled down the ramp as it sits to the left of the rampway. A sheet obscures the contents of what is underneath from view.
CROSS RECOBA: As for the rest of you, you probably have many questions and relax, by the end of this you’ll have answers to all of them...
Cross whips the sheet out in a predictably dramatic fashion. Underneath is a table with puppets resembling the Battle Royal Competitors. The camera pans across and we see a Legion puppet next to Poe Sauer, Rizzo next to Moore and Lockheart.
CROSS RECOBA: Now, not all of the competitors are represented by puppets. I know, here in Hong Kong, puppets and theatre go hand in hand and you have a rich history in both but that can’t make up for the fact that I gave the company a list of names and they still didn’t know who half of them were! So, because I find myself in the same boat I had THESE made up!
Cross lifts up an assortment of lanyards.
CROSS RECOBA: I know, you don’t have to thank me, but you should all be able to identify yourselves from these tags. See here we have… ‘Drunken Hag’...so, Alexis Terry, ‘Son of Dice Clay’... NovaCaine, and ‘9021-HO’...ah Sullivan!
A puppet who has spent the entire time face down in front of cans of PBR lifts up her head.
TERRY PUPPET: Oh, luk', it's Cross Re-co-bah, I'd ride 'im like a Kow-a-zacki!
FALLON PUPPET: Why would you want Cross to be a motorcycle?
CROSS RECOBA: Oh great, I woke the puppets up…
The camera cuts to what is presumably meant to be Spiral, although he is wearing a muzzle and straitjacket.
SPIRAL PUPPET: When the seagulls follow the trawler, it's because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea. Thank you very much.
NOVACAINE PUPPET: Shut it, albino! If it has got four legs and it is not a chair, if it has got two wings and it flies but is not an aeroplane, and if it swims and it is not a submarine, the Hongkongese will eat it! Hey Cross!
CROSS RECOBA: What?
NOVACAINE: You know that Dakota Jennings?
Cross looks weary on this question.
CROSS RECOBA: Yes…
NOVACAINE PUPPET: She got a GREAT ASS!
The puppet moves his hands to form the shape of a posterior.
NOVACAINE PUPPET: And you got your head right up it!
CROSS RECOBA: Thanks for that...turns out that the theater company might have done their homework…
RIZZO PUPPET: Can I just say what an honor it is to be in the main event?
CROSS RECOBA: Fine, sure, whatever…
SPIRAL PUPPET: To conquer fear, you must become fear…
CROSS RECOBA: Great, I’ve paid for a Bane puppet…I could almost give myself a hand...
TERRY PUPPET: ‘ey, Cross, I’ve got a place for you to put your ‘and...wheyyyy!
Cross reaches behind the Terry puppet and pulls out a Polo mallet. He swings back and scuttles the puppets off the table. He then rears the mallet back over his head and puts it through the table. The puppeteers under the table scurry out of harm's way as the fans start to boo.
CROSS RECOBA: Look, I’ll be honest - I figured that if we’re going to have a dog and pony show for the Main Event that this would be the most fitting way for it to begin. So, Mr Ring Announcer, I’ll stand here with these name tags and you can go back to doing what you’re apparently paid for...
Generic Ring Announcer bristles at the comment, but steps back to the center of the ring accepting the offered mic from Recoba. "For The Glory" by All Good Things hits over the PA System, and the spotlight focuses on the stage in anticipation of the participants to make their way to the ring. The first out is Allison Sullivan, who pauses to pop her hips at the top of the stage, before making her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Making her way to the ring, from Beverly Hills, California, ALLISON SULLIVAN...
Cross checks his lanyards to find the appropriate one, as Sullivan reaches ringside, and the next participant steps through the curtain. Boos pour out as Lorean Moore takes center stage, flipping her red hair in annoyance as she makes her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Introducing next, from Soho, Manhattan, New York, LOREAN MOOORREEE!!
By the time Lorean makes it to ringside, Allison is already in the ring, staring at her lanyard in disbelief. Lorean, however, steps into the ring and accepts hers in what appears to be amusement as she steps over to the far corner and leans against it. Just then Legion steps out onto the stage, shaking her head and talking to her self as she paces the top of the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Hailing from Tokyo, Japan....she is LEGIONNN!!
Legion pauses at the announcement and stares down at the ring as if acknowledging where she is for the first time, and starts her way down the ramp just as Alexis Terry steps out onto the stage. She watches the proceedings down in the ring with the man who beat her last show making a mockery of the other competitors. She places her hands on her hips, and her jaw tightens as she makes her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: And hailing from Newcastle, England...She is 'ENGLAND'S MOST GLAMOROUS EXPORT'....ALEXIS TERRYYY!!
Terry never takes her eyes off Cross as she reaches ringside, and her expression is not kind. From the curtain steps Poe Sauer, and the fans have a mixed reaction for the unknown factor in this match. She pauses at the top of the stage to watch the other competitors down in the ring, and a twitch of a smile crosses her lips at some hidden amusement as she makes her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Coming to the ring from Nuremberg, Germany....THIS IS POE SAUERRRR!!
Poe reaches ringside, and steps off to the side, not immediately entering the ring, but rather taking it all in as Alexis Terry slaps her lanyard out of Recoba's hand, and jabs a finger in his face. Out next is Leela Watts, and the fans for the first time really come alive, cheering the fan favorite as she waves at them and slaps hands on her way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Introducing next, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, she is LEELA WATTTSSS!!
Leela reaches ringside, and belly slides into the ring, popping up to have a lanyard thrust in her direction. Alexis Terry is still standing in front of Recoba with hands on hips, but he chooses to ignore her in lieu of a new face entering the ring. Leela stares at the lanyard being held in her direction, and then shrugs with a laugh, taking the lanyard, and being the only one who puts it her around her neck. In the meantime, Spiral steps out onto the stage with a stoic expression. He regards the ring as if they are merely parcels of meat for his consumption, and ignores the crowd wholly as he makes his way down to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And making his debut, hailing from Copenhagen, Denmark, He is 'THE PALE KING'....SPIRALLL!!
Like Poe, Spiral doesn't immediately enter the ring, moving to the opposite side of the ring from where she stands, still staring at each competitor in the ring as if wanting to inflict bodily harm. Finally, Alexis Terry, having had enough of Recoba's antics, slaps the remaining lanyards out of his hands. When he gives her the smarmy grin that has irritated so many others, she attempts to slap it right off his face, but he ducks it and nails her with a right hand. Suddenly Allison Sullivan jumps onto his back, while Lorean Moore joins in with a punch to the gut. Suddenly all hell breaks loose, with most of the competitors moving in for the kill on the grating Recoba, who finds himself driven to the mat, and a gang like stomp ensuing from the other competitors, with the exception of Leela Watts, who tries to get everyone to calm down until the official bell. The Ring Announcer bails out of the ring as things escalate, and lands right beside Poe Sauer. The black haired phenom turns and hisses at the announcer, causing her to recoil back, just before Poe enters the fray, spinning Leela Watts around and jamming a fist into her jaw.
LO: Things have broken down here, and not all of the competitors have even made their way to the ring!
KO: Yeah, and look at this Spiral dude.....he's just got his arms crossed watching the Bedlam!
The music continues to drone on, and Fallon Lockhart appears at the top of the stage, and upon surveying Cross getting the holy hell stomped out of him, takes off into a sprint towards the ring. She belly slides into the ring, and pops up, grabbing Allison Sullivan off of Cross, and runs her face first into the top turnbuckle of the nearby corner. Danny Rizzo steps out onto the stage, and doesn't even pause, instead rushes to the ring in a full gallop. Just as he reaches ringside a red solo cup full of some brown liquid beams him right in the side of the head, dousing him in it's contents. Danny stands there, staring down at himself now covered in the liquid, and he looks in the direction the cup had come from just in time to see that NovaCaine has jumped the guardrail where he had been sitting all night, and is rushing right at him.
LO: Danny Rizzo hasn't even made it into the ring, and here comes CAINE WITH A SPEAR THAT TAKES THEM BOTH TO THE CONCRETE! Now they are brawling, rolling around trading punches!
KO: Caputo and Santiago are running around the ring not knowing what to do, and Caputo just grabbed him and sent him to signal for the bell!
The bell sounds, and the match is now officially underway as the pandemonium continues. Spiral watches it all, bringing his right hand up to stroke his chin as the other still hugs at his body. Meanwhile, in the ring, Alexis Terry and Lorean Moore have pulled Cross Recoba up to his feet and hold him, while Legion works him over with rights and lefts. Over in one of the corners, Poe Sauer has Leela Watts hemmed up with shoulder thrusts to the gut, while in the opposite corner Fallon delivers a roundhouse kick that sends Allison Sullivan down into a seated position. Fallon turns to see the triple team and Cross, and despite knowing the man was being disrespectful, can't abide by the obvious numbers game currently facing him. She rushes for the trio, and delivers a dropkick that takes Legion completely unaware, and sends her crashing to the mat. Alexis Terry and Lorean Moore abandon Cross to turn their attack onto Fallon, who suddenly finds herself outnumbered. Cross takes the sudden pause in his destruction to roll quickly to the edge of the ring and under the bottom rope to the outside on the opposite side of Spiral, who still watches intently, but makes no move to enter the ring.
LO: I don't even know how we're supposed to call this thing, Ken! There are so many bodies, and it's already hit the fan in full speed!
KO: Bro, I say we just kick back and watch....although, I'd like to point out that Spiral may be a genius, and for his part in getting this thing kicked off with such volatility, so is Cross Recoba....because both of these guys are on the outside of the ring just watching everyone else tear the other apart!
LO: Yeah, these guys are real gems. I say get in there and take your lumps and try and win this thing!
KO: Yeah, and that's why you ain't no Genius, Laur.
Laurence doesn't bother pointing out the double negative, as by the ramp NovaCaine and Danny Rizzo have manage to make it back to their feet, still furiously trading punches. The wily veteran, however, ducks one of Danny's right hands, and in response reaches up and rakes his eyes. Momentarily blinded, Danny begs off for a second, but NovaCaine doesn't give him the chance, grabbing him by the wrist, and whipping him hard right for the steel steps. Danny manages to turn at the last minute, hurtling into the steps with such force that the top step comes unhinged from the base and slips down on its side. NovaCaine steps over and grabs the top part, lifting it up high above his head in a burst of strength, but before he can bring it down on Danny, he flashes his boot out to catch the man in his left knee. The steps clatter down to the floor behind Caine as he grabs at his knee, and Danny pushes up to his feet into a European Uppercut that sends Nova crashing down on the steel that had fell behind him. Danny mounts him, and starts hammering in right hands, and the fans at ringside go nuts for the retribution.
Meanwhile, in the ring, Legion has recovered, and rejoined the team of Terry and Moore, stomping away at poor Fallon Lockhart who covers up in a fetal position near the edge of the ring. With all of them at the edge of the ring, it leaves the center clear, and Poe Sauer takes Leela Watts by the wrist and shoots her off to the opposite side. Leela approaches the corner hot, but instead of striking the turnbuckles, walks right up them and cuts a moonsault that catches Poe as she follows her in. Both women crash to the mat, and Leela comes up just as Allison Sullivan rushes out of the corner that Fallon had left her in and tries to take her head off. Watts, however, ducks the lariat, and when Allison turns around, she catches a Running Dropkick that sends Allison hurtling at the ropes, and right up and over the top to hit the floor in a heap.
Ring Announcer: ALLISON SULLIVAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Leela nods to the cheering crowd, but only for an instant, as Poe Sauer comes in from behind her and grabs her by the back of her tights and a fist full of hair, and runs her right for the ropes. She attempts to toss her over, but Leela grabs at the top, lacing her foot through the bottom, foiling the attempt. Poe continues to struggle to put her over, as the trio of Moore, Terry, and Legion pull Fallon up to her feet, and move to try and lift her up so that they can get her over the top for an elimination!
LO: Fallon Lockhart is in trouble here, and Danny Rizzo has just noticed from the outside. NovaCaine has been throttled here, so now he slides back into the ring and BOOM! Nails Lorean Moore with a high running knee!
KO: OK, that takes care of one, but the other two still have her precariously dangling off that top rope!
LO: Oh My God! I can't believe it!
KO: Cross Recoba just slid back into the ring to aide Fallon by grabbing Alexis Terry by her legs, and DUMPS HER RIGHT OVER THE TOP!
Ring Announcer: ALEXIS TERRY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
LO: I don't know if that was so much aiding Fallon Lockhart as it was Recoba taking advantage of the situation on Alexis Terry...
KO: Either way she's gone, and now Fallon is hammering at Legion to get herself off the top rope!
Legion falters back as Fallon has both feet now firmly on the mat, hammering away at the woman's skull. Finally she gives her a shove out to the center of the ring to create separation, only for her to rush out to meet her with a Busaiku Knee that sends her crashing to the mat clutching her face.
LO: BLYSS KNOCK OUT FROM FALLON TO LEGION!
KO: Now pulling her up to her feet, and just ran her head first RIGHT UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE TO LAND AT SPIRALS FEET!
Ring Announcer: LEGION HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Spiral looks down at the woman deposited at his feet, and readjusts his stance so that she won't touch his boots. He returns his cold gaze up to Fallon Lockhart who looks down at him, and gestures for him to enter the ring at anytime. He doesn't offer a response, as she looks to see who will be her next target. She turns around just in time to see Danny Rizzo sitting Lorean Moore up onto the top rope, and he takes a few steps back for clearance, only to rush forwards and step up the ropes to nail her with a Enzuguri that catches her right in the side of the head. Lorean's eyes roll into the back of her head a she slips off the top to crash against the apron, and then the floor.
Ring Announcer: LOREAN MOORE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Fallon, Danny, and Cross all give one another a glance just as Poe Sauer is shoved to the center of the ring, and is suddenly sent crashing to the mat by the oncoming diving clothesline from Leela Watts! Leela comes up to a knee to give the other three a cautious glance, moving up and taking a step back so that Poe is left in the center. Cross Recoba steps forward, looking directly at Fallon, indicating with his finger that the two of them should team up. Fallon watches this uncertainly, and then looks over at Danny who nods and smiles. A likewise smile creeps onto her face, and Cross, seeing this, shrugs, and rushes right for Rizzo to take him by surprise with a chop to his chest. Fallon steps into intervene, but her leg is caught by Poe, trying to get back to her feet. Leela steps out to interject in this interference, when the crowd pops signaling the three in the center of the ring something is amiss. The three women turn just in time to see NovaCaine swinging a steel chair for the fences that catches Watt's right across her spine!
LO: That slimy bastard! As if this match wasn't crazy enough, he's introduced a steel chair into the mix!
KO: That's NovaCaine's tag team partner! I bet they'd win the Chimera Tag Straps!
Fallon tries to go for a kick, but NovaCaine side steps it, giving him the chance to bring the chair around and jam the top part into her ribs. Fallon clutches at her midsection in pain as he changes his grips back to the legs, and brings it dipping down, back up, and then crashing down across her spine, driving her face first down into the mat. He turns his attention to Poe, who takes a step back, and both of them turn a quick glance over to where Danny has Cross now in the corner, and is giving him one two punches. She shrugs, and Caine mouths, 'Smart Girl', before rushing into the corner with a huge wind up swing that thunders throughout the arena like a shotgun blast into Danny Rizzo's spine!
LO: GOOD GOD! DANNY RIZZO JUST GOT BLASTED BY THAT STEEL CHAIR! COME ON! GET THAT LUNATIC OUT OF HERE!
KO: HEY! Battle Royals for all intents and purposes are no disqualification! The only object is to put your opponents over the top rope! This is completely legal!
LO: It might be legal, but it isn't right!
Cross takes this opportunity to slink out of the corner to the safety of the adjacent one, turning to watch while wiping his nose after the shots from Rizzo. NovaCaine stands over Rizzo, taking in the boos as he stares at his mangled tool of destruction. Meanwhile, Poe Sauer pulls Leela Watts up to her feet by he hair of the head, and runs her straight for the ropes to try and put her over the top. Leela flips right up and over the top rope, but manages to hold onto the top while dangling precariously above the floor. Poe, thinking the woman eliminated, turns her attention back to Fallon Lockhart who still clutches at her spine in the center of the ring. As she moves in for the kill, Leela manages to skin the cat back into the ring, and before Poe can do any damage to Lockhart rushes in and catches the Grim Queen with a running bulldog that skids her face across the mat.
LO: Leela not only able to keep herself in this match, but now delivering offense to Poe Sauer...but in this environment you have to keep your head on a swivel, cause Cross Recoba is slithering up behind her!
KO: Leela turns around, and CROSS JUST TOOK HER LEGS OUT FROM UNDER HER WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKE DOWN...HE'S TURNING HER OVER....GARIBALDI'S GUILLOTINE!
LO: Leela Watts is screaming out in pain from the submission move that no one has ever broken out of, but this won't get Cross the elimination! He needs to get her over the top rope!
KO: It might not eliminate her here, but it sure as hell will ensure she won't do much later on. It's strategy Laur!
NovaCaine tosses the wrecked chair outside the ring, and pulls Rizzo up to his feet, shoving him into the corner so that he dangles there by use of the top rope. He grabs the kid by his mouth and shoves his head back disrespectfully, talking trash to Rizzo who looks helpless. Looks, however, can be deceiving, as NovaCaine finds out when his hands are suddenly shoved out to his side, and Danny delivers a headbutt that rocks Caine back in surprise. His nose is busted as he brings his hand up to see the blood and he spits a curse, but before he can retaliate, Danny brings his knee's up to his chest and thrusts both boots forward into NovaCaine's chest. This sends the legend stumbling backwards to crash into Cross Recoba, as a result causing him to lose his grip on Watts. Cross spins around and on instinct fires in a chop to this new attacker. NovaCaine recoils back, but then looks up fuming, and fires in a chop right back at Recoba.
LO: We've got a chop battle going on between NovaCaine and Cross Recoba in the center of the ring, and I was certain these would be the two who might band together!
KO: Maybe earlier, but now it's every man or woman for themselves!
The crowd are on their feet as the chops ring out into the arena, neither man giving an inch, or ever getting the chance to. Poe Sauer comes up to her knee's just to the side of both men, and as the chops knock the men back a step, she brings her forearms up between their legs respectively. Both Cross and Nova's mouth drop open in shock and pain as they grab for their nether regions, and fall to their knee's. Poe rises between them, and they don't have the capacity in the moment to offer up much objection as she sends a side kick into NovaCaine's face, and then swings the foot around into a front kick right into Recoba's. Both men fall out to the mat, just as Danny Rizzo launches himself out of the corner he was in and dives into a low drop kick to Poe's left leg which drops her down to one knee, only for Rizzo to follow it with a devastating Shining Wizard!
LO: BLACK ROSE FROM DANNY TO POE! AND GOOD GOD! That was after she dropped NovaCaine and Cross Recoba with double low blows!
KO: I can honestly say I didn't see that coming, and I don't think any of them did either!
Danny turns his attention from Poe to NovaCaine, and rage is clear on his face as he yanks the man up to his feet. He fires in a few right hands before moving in to scoop him up, but he never gets the chance for whatever he had planned, as Leela Watts comes out of no where with a High Cross Body from the top that no one saw coming. All three competitors crash to the canvas and are laid out, as Poe Sauer and Cross Recoba both stir to try and find their footing. Both competitors come up to their feet at the same time and Cross moves in to extract some revenge for the low blow, but both are distracted by movement coming right for them in the form of Fallon Lockhart with a Corkscrew Shooting Star Press that likewise, no one saw coming. The three are completely wiped out by the move, and now all six participants are down in the ring, and the fans come completely unglued.
LO: MY GOD! BACK TO BACK ARIAL OFFENSE FROM LEELA WATTS AND FALLON LOCKHART HAVE COMPLETELY CHANGED THE FACE OF THIS MATCH!
KO: No crap! It's like someone just pressed the reset button!
The competitors all groggily untangle their bodies from one another, and crawl their way to opposite points along the edge of the ring. Leela and Fallon make it to their feet first, but are soon followed by NovaCaine and Poe, while Danny and Recoba take a few more seconds to pull themselves up by use of the ropes. All six competitors stare at one another again, but its NovaCaine who says to hell with it, and stalks to the center of the ring pointing at Danny. Rizzo, with a stern expression, answers the challenge, stepping right up to NovaCaine and giving him a shove. Caine smirks, before throwing a right hand that catches Danny right on the jaw. Danny takes the hit, and fires one right back into Nova's. Suddenly the two men are right back to where they started, brawling in the center of the ring while Poe, Cross, Leela, and Fallon watch on. Seeing that everyone is distracted, Cross takes this opportunity to slither his way over to where Leela Watts is standing, and slips in behind her.
LO: Cross Recoba trying to sneak up on Watts, but Fallon just called out, and Watts into a spinning elbow that catches Cross right in the face! Cross against the ropes here, and Leela now has him by the leg, and is trying to dump him over...
KO: That damn Fallon Lockhart! Why can't she just keep her do-gooder nose out of everyone's business?
LO: She just doesn't want to see anyone get blindsided or cheated! There's nothing wrong with that...
Danny and Nova's fist-o-cuffs send them scuttling over into the nearby corner, where they trade turns putting the other against the turnbuckles and trying to open up with strikes. Meanwhile, Fallon makes her way over to where Leela is struggling to get Cross Recoba over the ropes, but is blindsided by Poe Sauer who tears across the ring and catches the woman in a Sling Blade that drives the back of her head into the canvas!
LO: Sauer calls that move The Sideshow, and it has effectively laid out Fallon...and now she's turned her attention on the struggle going on against the ropes between Cross and Leela...
KO: Yeah, she doesn't seem to like Leela Watts after taking the loss to her last show. It'll be interesting to see if she helps her get rid of Cross, or will she try and dump her out instead.
Poe steps over and kneels down to grab Leela by her thighs, lifting up so that now it's Leela who hangs precariously on the edge of the top rope. She ceases her struggle with cross and grabs the middle rope with both hands to try and prevent herself from being eliminated, providing Cross the opportunity to slip out from both of them. He takes stock of Fallon on the mat still cradling the back of her skull, Danny and NovaCaine fighting tooth and nail on the other side of the ring, and Poe Sauer struggling to get Leela out of the ring. He takes a step towards Fallon, pauses, thinking better of it, and turns back to Poe and Leela. He grabs Poe by the back of her head and tosses her up and over the top rope along with Leela, but somehow both women are able to hold on and land on the ring apron. Cross backs off, indicating he just took out the garbage by wiping his hands clean, but the cheering response from the crowd signals that he might not have got the job done.
LO: Cross Recoba just now catching on to the fact that Leela Watts and Poe Sauer weren't eliminated, and both women are pulling themselves up by use of the ropes....Here comes Cross with a full head of steam looking for a double elimination!
KO: LEELA AND POE SAW HIM COMING! THEY JUST DROPPED DOWN AND PULLED THE TOP ROPE WITH THEM!
Cross soars right over the lowered top rope to the outside of the ring in a front flip that see's him land hard in a seated position on the top of the steel steps that were brought into play earlier in the night by NovaCaine. The refs rush to that side of the ring to find that his feet haven't officially touched the ground, but the expression of shock and pain on his face seems to diminish that fact a bit for The Fox. He clutches his lower spine as Poe and Leela both come up to see the luckiest landing you could have in a Battle Royal. Leela shakes her head and then turns her attention back to Poe, who out of nowhere delivers a quick series of throat thrusts to Watt's who clutches at her throat in surprise. From there Poe rares back and swings her boot right into Watts' left knee, knocking her limb out from under her and sends her chest first down to the concrete floor.
Ring Announcer: LEELA WATTS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
The fans boo unmercifully as Poe sneers down at Leela, but quickly change their tune as Fallon Lockhart rushes in and delivers a spear to the unsuspecting Poe that launches her off the apron right at Cross Recoba, who has come to stand on the top of the steps facing the ring. His eyes go wide as he quickly sidesteps the oncoming Sauer and she soars past him to land hard near the ramp leading to the entrance.
Ring Announcer: POE SAUER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Fallon stares at Cross Recoba as he repositions himself, and as Leela Watts gets up to her hands and knee's, he hops with one foot off of her lower spine back up to the ring apron, saving himself to continue in the match. Fallon watches him warily as he steps back into the ring, ready for anything, but he looks past her where Danny Rizzo and NovaCaine have rolled themselves all the way out to the center of the ropes on the other side of the ring, both men so engaged in their own personal war that they haven't noticed anything else going on inside the ring. Fallon follows Recoba's gaze, and then turns an eye back to him, and he gives her a wink before tearing off in that direction. Danny and NovaCaine don't even see Recoba coming when he comes in, grabs either man by a thigh, and lifts them up and over the top rope where they both tumble down to the floor for elimination.
Ring Announcer: DANNY RIZZO AND NOVACAINE HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED!
Danny gets up to his feet and slams his fist down onto the ring apron in frustration, and NovaCaine rises beside him, staring up at Recoba who gives them both a shoulder shrug with hands out at his sides. Danny turns an accusing finger at Nova, and screams, 'This is your fault', and NovaCaine doesn't even respond with words, but rather launches right back in to Danny Rizzo. The two men continue to brawl as the referee's swoop in to try and pull them apart. When they see that they can't handle it, they signal to the back and Security comes rushing down the ramp to help break it up. Cross and Fallon watch as NovaCaine is pulled one way, and Danny the other, both men still clawing to get a piece of each other. Finally, Cross turns to face Fallon, and extends his hand to her, and she looks around for a second to the crowd who give a mixed reaction, but in the end takes the offer and shakes it.
LO: Well, it looks like we know who The Zombies will be facing next show, and what an unlikely team! Fallon Lockhart and Cross Recoba are back in the Chimera Tag Tournament!
KO: Man, this match was crazy, not to mention brutal....I believe we may have found a budding feud between Leela Watts and Poe Sauer, and Danny Rizzo and NovaCaine look like they might want to kill each other!
LO: No doubt...and now Fallon riling this Hong Kong crowd up by taking the second turnbuckle, and pumping her fist in the air...and Cross is clapping....God, I hope she keeps eyes in the back of her head. He might be charming right now, but it's only matter of time before he double crosses her...
KO: Wait a minute....uh...oh crap! WE FORGOT ABOUT THIS GUY!
Spiral, who up to this minute had been watching from the outside, slithers into the ring like a snake behind Recoba and Fallon, still perched on her turnbuckle celebrating. He rises up and begins playing a game of eenie meenie between the two competitors in front of him, and the crowd boo loudly. Recoba, thinking the reaction is for him, simply completes an over exaggerated bow just as Spiral's finger falls on Fallon. There is no fanfare or panache to his movements, as he saunters right over to where Fallon is celebrating and givers her a hard shove that sends her tumbling over the top turnbuckle to land with a splat unceremoniously on the concrete floor. If the boo's were loud before, now they are ear shattering.
Ring Announcer: FALLON LOCKHART HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! The winners of this match, and the team to go on to face The Zombie Clan at the next show that will determine who will be the final team in the Tag Team Turmoil Main Event at Allegiance.....CROSS RECOBA AND SPIRALLL!!
LO: I....I can not believe this!
KO: Believe it, brother! I told you this guy was a genius!
LO: But he didn't even participate in the match! All he did was stand on the outside as everyone else tried to maim each other!
KO: And that strategy paid off big time! Not only did Cross Recoba rile everyone up at the start, but Spiral has this entire building riled up at the end! It's Priceless!
Cross Recoba looks from Spiral, to Fallon on the outside, and then back to Spiral, and then shrugs with a grin spreading over his face. He offers his hand to Spiral, who looks down at it with a grim expression, and then turns to exit the ring. Cross' brow furrows as he looks down at his empty hand, but then shrugs again and takes a turnbuckle to celebrate himself. The fans boo unmercifully as Spiral passes by Fallon Lockhart, who is being helped up by the referee's. She still looks a little confused as the referee's explain what happened, and her brow dips into a dramatic V when she hears the news. Spiral reaches the stage and comes to a halt, looking back over his shoulder at the ring, and a slight smirk tugs at his lips before he finally passes through the curtain.
LO: Well, I guess that's it then. I still think this was an absolute Robbery! I would have rather seen Danny Rizzo and NovaCaine be forced to tag up again than see an outcome like this!
KO: Those two won't be teaming anytime soon, but I think a team of Spiral and Recoba could go far. That guy has a cold calculating vibe, where as Recoba is The Fox, out witting his opponents. It could be a killer combination!
LO: Maybe so, but this entire thing feels tainted...
KO: Wait a minute....I'm catching word from the back...
LO: What is it?
KO: I don't know, but apparently there is something going on....What?
LO: WHAT IS IT?!?
Kenneth Othello looks to his brother with a confused expression.
KO: On the roof?
The scene opens up to a shot of a single red door with a bright yellow sign on it that says, "Warning!: When this door closes it locks from the inside." The camera pulls back from the door to reveal the ground beneath it is a gravel/asphalt mix, and upon pulling back even further, it is a roof door, the Hong Kong lights sparkling in the background like stars in the sky. Suddenly the door bursts open, and figures bustle into frame dragging something along with them. The camera moves back in closer to focus on the people and spies Kowloon Zombie and Aokigahara Zombie with a black hooded female figure in tow, hauling her across the rooftop. They come to a stop right at the edge as the camera follows them in closer to get a better look, and they set the woman down on her feet her hands being bound behind her back by the vice like grip of Kowloon. Aoki gives the camera a toothy grin before reaching up to the top of the hood, and yanks it free to reveal Lady Munin, no worse for wear other than her current predicament and a gag firmly placed in her mouth.
Her eyes dart back and forth between the two men and the camera, and it almost appears as if a slight smile can be seen beneath the gag as she allows her gaze to rest on Aoki. The Zombie paces in front of her, hands behind his back, while Kowloon holds the woman upright with one well muscled arm.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Lady Munin...
He pauses, realizing that he had barked the woman's name instead of speaking it clearly. He takes in a deep breath, and then smiles in her direction.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Lady Munin. Ah, that's better. I'm sure you know why you're here. You see, your man...he crossed a line. He put one of us in danger, almost killed our poor Fukushima...
Aoki pauses again, letting that fact sink in for a moment.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: So we...we wanted to thank you. You've always been one of the great minds behind some of the most destructive people. You were once quite formidable yourself as I recall, your beautiful body mocked up by scars much as myself.
Aoki takes a moment to look at the woman, whose eyes have narrowed into slits, as if she would cut out his throat right here and now if it so suited her. Aoki laughs, slapping Kowloon on the shoulder.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: YOU SEE! I stand corrected. She is still formidable indeed...But that's not why we're here. We're here because your man took the game too far. He opened the door to the abyss, and now the monsters have come out to play. And you know something about monsters, don't you Lady Munin. After all, it was your monsters, The BombTrax, in that rooftop many years ago in Louisiana that coined the phrase, 'The Ambulance Broke His Fall'...
Aoki grins, and Munin shifts in her bonds causing Kowloon to choke up on his grip. She settles back and seems to almost urge him on with her eyes.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: And now you have a new monster, Zachariah Krahe! A monster that likes electricity, stuffing men in trunks, taking them to who knows where, and doing who knows what. THAT is an inspiration for us. Maybe inspiration isn't the right word....what is it he likes to call himself? Ahhh, Catalyst.
Munin cocks her head to the side slightly, and even Kowloon looks a little confused as Aoki continues, more explosive than usual.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Yes, Yes....HE OPENED A DOOR! A door to violence! A door to darkness! A door to the Abyss! And we thank him for it, because we've been waiting for it. Waiting for the moment that someone would come forward and usher in a new existence. A new way of thinking. OUR....way of thinking. But like Tokyo always says...
Aoki pauses to lean in close to Munin, who doesn't recoil in the slightest, but her eyes do meet his as his lips brush against her ear to whisper...
AOKGIAHARA ZOMBIE: "Some doors that are opened, can never be closed..."
Just then a loud bang sounds out behind them, and when the camera swings around Siberia Zombie stands defiantly in the rooftop doorway. She stalks across the roof, the gravely asphalt crunching beneath her boots as she comes right up to Aoki and gets inches away from his face.
SIBERIA ZOMBIE: You cannot do this....it isn't right!
Her statements come out clipping, radiant, and firm. The two Zombies remain in one another's faces, locked in a stare down, when suddenly Aoki shakes his head, a look of disappointment coming over his face as he steps back to regard Siberia.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: You....You have me all wrong, Siberia. I am not going to do anything.
A grin slowly creeps back onto his face as recognition suddenly registers in Siberia's brain, and her mouth opens to speak, but then clamps shut as he steps out of the way to reveal Fukushima Zombie. The young woman stands there without her trademark face paint. Her hair flutters in front of her pale face as she walks up, wearing a white dress that clings to her lithe frame and whips around thanks to the rooftop wind. She's beautiful and dreadful, all at the same time, looking like a wraith straight out of a horror movie. Siberia searches her eyes, and what she finds there disturbs her, but she finds herself stepping off to the side. Munin watches all of this in wonder, almost as if she had forgotten that she was there for what was probably going to be something painful, if not criminal. Fuki shuffles forward, her white dress fluttering behind her as she steps, and she comes to stand right in front of Munin. The two women lock eyes as the rest of the Zombies watch on, and for a moment it appears as if Fuki is about to falter. She lowers her gaze from Munins, and relief floods the woman, but only for a moment, for when Fukushima's eyes flash back up they are dark, dead, and foreign.
With a sudden step forward she places her hands on Munin's shoulder, and despite her usual cool demeanor, she can't hold back the surprise that comes to her eyes as they widen. With a single shove Munin disappears from the ledge, and a loud smack can be heard a few second later. For a moment, they all stand there frozen, but after the initial shock wears off, all four Zombies approach the ledge of the building. They stare off, and Aoki places his arms around their shoulders, having to reach up to accommodate Kowloon. He gives them a squeeze, and then turns back towards the camera and starts making his way towards the door. As he passes, he calls out somberly..
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Whoops...No Ambulance.
The other Zombies turn and follow suit, Siberia putting her arm around Fukushima as they go, and the camera steps up to peer over the ledge. Down in the loading dock lays Lady Munin, body lifeless, limbs splayed all over the concrete. The image remains in the shot until the VPW logo flashes, then Fite TV, then fade to black.
Her eyes dart back and forth between the two men and the camera, and it almost appears as if a slight smile can be seen beneath the gag as she allows her gaze to rest on Aoki. The Zombie paces in front of her, hands behind his back, while Kowloon holds the woman upright with one well muscled arm.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Lady Munin...
He pauses, realizing that he had barked the woman's name instead of speaking it clearly. He takes in a deep breath, and then smiles in her direction.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Lady Munin. Ah, that's better. I'm sure you know why you're here. You see, your man...he crossed a line. He put one of us in danger, almost killed our poor Fukushima...
Aoki pauses again, letting that fact sink in for a moment.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: So we...we wanted to thank you. You've always been one of the great minds behind some of the most destructive people. You were once quite formidable yourself as I recall, your beautiful body mocked up by scars much as myself.
Aoki takes a moment to look at the woman, whose eyes have narrowed into slits, as if she would cut out his throat right here and now if it so suited her. Aoki laughs, slapping Kowloon on the shoulder.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: YOU SEE! I stand corrected. She is still formidable indeed...But that's not why we're here. We're here because your man took the game too far. He opened the door to the abyss, and now the monsters have come out to play. And you know something about monsters, don't you Lady Munin. After all, it was your monsters, The BombTrax, in that rooftop many years ago in Louisiana that coined the phrase, 'The Ambulance Broke His Fall'...
Aoki grins, and Munin shifts in her bonds causing Kowloon to choke up on his grip. She settles back and seems to almost urge him on with her eyes.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: And now you have a new monster, Zachariah Krahe! A monster that likes electricity, stuffing men in trunks, taking them to who knows where, and doing who knows what. THAT is an inspiration for us. Maybe inspiration isn't the right word....what is it he likes to call himself? Ahhh, Catalyst.
Munin cocks her head to the side slightly, and even Kowloon looks a little confused as Aoki continues, more explosive than usual.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Yes, Yes....HE OPENED A DOOR! A door to violence! A door to darkness! A door to the Abyss! And we thank him for it, because we've been waiting for it. Waiting for the moment that someone would come forward and usher in a new existence. A new way of thinking. OUR....way of thinking. But like Tokyo always says...
Aoki pauses to lean in close to Munin, who doesn't recoil in the slightest, but her eyes do meet his as his lips brush against her ear to whisper...
AOKGIAHARA ZOMBIE: "Some doors that are opened, can never be closed..."
Just then a loud bang sounds out behind them, and when the camera swings around Siberia Zombie stands defiantly in the rooftop doorway. She stalks across the roof, the gravely asphalt crunching beneath her boots as she comes right up to Aoki and gets inches away from his face.
SIBERIA ZOMBIE: You cannot do this....it isn't right!
Her statements come out clipping, radiant, and firm. The two Zombies remain in one another's faces, locked in a stare down, when suddenly Aoki shakes his head, a look of disappointment coming over his face as he steps back to regard Siberia.
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: You....You have me all wrong, Siberia. I am not going to do anything.
A grin slowly creeps back onto his face as recognition suddenly registers in Siberia's brain, and her mouth opens to speak, but then clamps shut as he steps out of the way to reveal Fukushima Zombie. The young woman stands there without her trademark face paint. Her hair flutters in front of her pale face as she walks up, wearing a white dress that clings to her lithe frame and whips around thanks to the rooftop wind. She's beautiful and dreadful, all at the same time, looking like a wraith straight out of a horror movie. Siberia searches her eyes, and what she finds there disturbs her, but she finds herself stepping off to the side. Munin watches all of this in wonder, almost as if she had forgotten that she was there for what was probably going to be something painful, if not criminal. Fuki shuffles forward, her white dress fluttering behind her as she steps, and she comes to stand right in front of Munin. The two women lock eyes as the rest of the Zombies watch on, and for a moment it appears as if Fuki is about to falter. She lowers her gaze from Munins, and relief floods the woman, but only for a moment, for when Fukushima's eyes flash back up they are dark, dead, and foreign.
With a sudden step forward she places her hands on Munin's shoulder, and despite her usual cool demeanor, she can't hold back the surprise that comes to her eyes as they widen. With a single shove Munin disappears from the ledge, and a loud smack can be heard a few second later. For a moment, they all stand there frozen, but after the initial shock wears off, all four Zombies approach the ledge of the building. They stare off, and Aoki places his arms around their shoulders, having to reach up to accommodate Kowloon. He gives them a squeeze, and then turns back towards the camera and starts making his way towards the door. As he passes, he calls out somberly..
AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE: Whoops...No Ambulance.
The other Zombies turn and follow suit, Siberia putting her arm around Fukushima as they go, and the camera steps up to peer over the ledge. Down in the loading dock lays Lady Munin, body lifeless, limbs splayed all over the concrete. The image remains in the shot until the VPW logo flashes, then Fite TV, then fade to black.