Post by silentpartner on Mar 10, 2019 12:19:15 GMT -5
The size mismatch was stark once Hog Wilder and Berlin Anderson stood toe to toe shortly before the bell rung and our opening undercard match got underway. Berlin Anderson appeared immediately out of his element to begin with, getting caught by some devastating backhand chops from the far larger Hog Wilder that immediately put the smaller Anderson on the backfoot.
Hog Wilder maintained an early control of the match, utilizing his strength to bulldoze Berlin into the corner and slow him down with massive knee and shoulder strikes before slamming Berlin Anderson into what appeared to be early submission. Hog tried for a few pin attempts, expecting his efforts to be met with an easy win, but Berlin kicked out each time, frustrating Hog in the process.
The angrier Wilder got, the more energized Berlin Anderson seemed to become. At the midway point, fans were treated to some unexpectedly deft uses of the environment after Hog tried to whip Berlin into the guardrail only to find Anderson running along it like a tightrope and finding his way back onto the ring apron. From here, speed was the name of the game. Hog Wilder found himself caught by stiff strikes, from the feet of Berlin Anderson which never seemed to stop moving, leaving the far larger Hog Wilder seemingly stupefied where he stood.
Attempts ever after from Wilder to slow down the tempo were met by devastating kicks to the head, chest, legs, arms by Anderson all while he turned the very ring to his advantage, at one point dodging a vicious haymaker and hooking Hog’s hand in the ropes, then the other and pummeling the caught big man. Hog did manage to put up a fight, showing Berlin specifically why he needed to avoid him in the first place; for every strike Hog landed you could tell the smaller Berlin Anderson nearly crumpled. Making it all the more impressive after Hog irish whipped Berlin into the ropes looking poised to end this match with a bang only to be knocked senseless by a crowd-pleasing parafuso kick Berlin calls the Mostly Void Partially Stars.
Berlin Anderson kept Hog’s shoulders down for the three count and then some before being celebrated as the victor of an opening contest the gave the crowd a quick burst of aerial theatrics they weren’t soon to forget.
Hog Wilder maintained an early control of the match, utilizing his strength to bulldoze Berlin into the corner and slow him down with massive knee and shoulder strikes before slamming Berlin Anderson into what appeared to be early submission. Hog tried for a few pin attempts, expecting his efforts to be met with an easy win, but Berlin kicked out each time, frustrating Hog in the process.
The angrier Wilder got, the more energized Berlin Anderson seemed to become. At the midway point, fans were treated to some unexpectedly deft uses of the environment after Hog tried to whip Berlin into the guardrail only to find Anderson running along it like a tightrope and finding his way back onto the ring apron. From here, speed was the name of the game. Hog Wilder found himself caught by stiff strikes, from the feet of Berlin Anderson which never seemed to stop moving, leaving the far larger Hog Wilder seemingly stupefied where he stood.
Attempts ever after from Wilder to slow down the tempo were met by devastating kicks to the head, chest, legs, arms by Anderson all while he turned the very ring to his advantage, at one point dodging a vicious haymaker and hooking Hog’s hand in the ropes, then the other and pummeling the caught big man. Hog did manage to put up a fight, showing Berlin specifically why he needed to avoid him in the first place; for every strike Hog landed you could tell the smaller Berlin Anderson nearly crumpled. Making it all the more impressive after Hog irish whipped Berlin into the ropes looking poised to end this match with a bang only to be knocked senseless by a crowd-pleasing parafuso kick Berlin calls the Mostly Void Partially Stars.
Berlin Anderson kept Hog’s shoulders down for the three count and then some before being celebrated as the victor of an opening contest the gave the crowd a quick burst of aerial theatrics they weren’t soon to forget.
Winner by Pinfall: BERLIN ANDERSON
Backstage, the returning Caroline O'Hara Burchill is seen. There is no opulence to be found as she's donning simple ring gear. She looks at the cameras and smiles as she states that it's been way too long since she's stepped in a ring, but she had to take care of some things as her heart and her mind weren't all there at the time. She goes to explain how the past year had been dedicated to her cleaning her act up. Although she had to take care of herself, she states that she's been paying close attention to what's going on in the professional wrestling landscape and was aware of Valor Pro. She wanted to come back, but decided to return to the sport with this promotion because of the competition.
Caroline nods. She wraps things up by saying that she isn't bothered by being on the pre-show and understands she needs to work her way up. Despite the fact that she's took a noticeable amount of time away from the ring, she's going to go the distance and bring her A-game tonight. Not a single shred of cockiness is displayed as she speaks. She gives a final smile to the cameras before she's off for her match.
Caroline nods. She wraps things up by saying that she isn't bothered by being on the pre-show and understands she needs to work her way up. Despite the fact that she's took a noticeable amount of time away from the ring, she's going to go the distance and bring her A-game tonight. Not a single shred of cockiness is displayed as she speaks. She gives a final smile to the cameras before she's off for her match.
The crowd in Seoul, shockingly enough, were far more familiar with Rex Rumble than they were Caroline O’Hara Burchill. It being a couple years since the industry had said the name of the New Classic herself. Admittedly, she looked a little nervous on her way down to the ring, uncertain and possibly unsure of herself, especially in the face of an absolutely raring to go Rex Rumble who looked ready to rip Caroline’s head off as soon as the bell rang.
Caroline put any doubts to rest as soon as the match started, flattening Rumble with a hip-toss transitioned into a keylock that clearly caught Rex, and the crowd, off guard and looked about as painful as it could get. Caroline never let up, like she’d never missed a beat and hadn’t taken a hiatus from the ring. Rex Rumble may as well have been standing still, with Caroline applying painful leglocks transitioned cleanly into deathlocks, scissors, sleepers, Rex was one part training dummy and one part guinea pig for a Caroline Burchill seemingly at the her very peak. Even worse, Rex seemed ready to tap out but Caroline seemed to prefer putting him and herself through the paces.
Fans weren’t expecting Caroline O’Hara Burchill to feature so prominently so early on, yet her she was putting on a clinic with poor Rex Rumble as the test subject. It was as one sided a match as they come with Burchill finishing Rumble off with her Killer queen Tornado DDT into cross face chickenwing finishing move Rex Rumble was begging to be set free of. At the sound of the closing bell, Burchill hadn’t broken a sweat and had put everyone in the back on notice.
Caroline put any doubts to rest as soon as the match started, flattening Rumble with a hip-toss transitioned into a keylock that clearly caught Rex, and the crowd, off guard and looked about as painful as it could get. Caroline never let up, like she’d never missed a beat and hadn’t taken a hiatus from the ring. Rex Rumble may as well have been standing still, with Caroline applying painful leglocks transitioned cleanly into deathlocks, scissors, sleepers, Rex was one part training dummy and one part guinea pig for a Caroline Burchill seemingly at the her very peak. Even worse, Rex seemed ready to tap out but Caroline seemed to prefer putting him and herself through the paces.
Fans weren’t expecting Caroline O’Hara Burchill to feature so prominently so early on, yet her she was putting on a clinic with poor Rex Rumble as the test subject. It was as one sided a match as they come with Burchill finishing Rumble off with her Killer queen Tornado DDT into cross face chickenwing finishing move Rex Rumble was begging to be set free of. At the sound of the closing bell, Burchill hadn’t broken a sweat and had put everyone in the back on notice.
Winner by Submission: Caroline O'Hara Burchill
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Billed from Cyberspace, E. Bradley Knox was stone-faced to start this one off, whereas his opponent Fallon Lockhart put the crowd in the palm of her hand with a winning smile the minute she stepped out from the gorilla position and strolled down to the ring. Between the two of them, Knox looked far more ready to open this fight than Fallon did but kept feinting, immediately putting Fallon into a frustrated state and forcing several mistakes on Fallon’s part which put the Rainbow Warrior at a supreme disadvantage. Knox calculated his way carefully through a complex exchange of hip tosses, chickenwings into suplexes that was enough to make even the crowd a little dizzy.
Knox had Fallon grounded pretty well for the better part of the opening five minutes, slowing down the tempo and working on Fallon’s arms and legs with deft strikes and painful submissions that The Skellicorn managed to squirm out of or use the ropes to assist. Fallon’s frustration didn’t verge too far into anger, more into clumsiness, attempting to reverse the flow of the match with a cross body block only for Knox to have calculated ahead of time and flattened Fallon with a powerslam that looked to put Fallon away for good.
A foot on the ropes saved Fallon from a certain pin which seemed to set Knox off inexplicably arguing with the referee, Diego Santiago, that he’d actually miscounted/counted incorrectly. It was an argument Knox couldn’t win but seemed hellbent on trying which left him open for a Fallon roll-up that stole the win right out from under Knox!
The loss didn’t sit well with Knox who’s protests became threatening. Fallon got out of the ring and ring staff came down to attempt to quell an E. Bradley Knox who didn’t seem to willing to accept defeat, throwing a fit at ringside tossing chairs and messing with the announce table before grabbing hold of Diego Santiago and knocking the poor referee senseless. The ring crew themselves had trouble subduing Knox as Fallon backed her way up the ramp watching with concern before security put a stop to Knox’s impromptu rampage.
Knox had Fallon grounded pretty well for the better part of the opening five minutes, slowing down the tempo and working on Fallon’s arms and legs with deft strikes and painful submissions that The Skellicorn managed to squirm out of or use the ropes to assist. Fallon’s frustration didn’t verge too far into anger, more into clumsiness, attempting to reverse the flow of the match with a cross body block only for Knox to have calculated ahead of time and flattened Fallon with a powerslam that looked to put Fallon away for good.
A foot on the ropes saved Fallon from a certain pin which seemed to set Knox off inexplicably arguing with the referee, Diego Santiago, that he’d actually miscounted/counted incorrectly. It was an argument Knox couldn’t win but seemed hellbent on trying which left him open for a Fallon roll-up that stole the win right out from under Knox!
The loss didn’t sit well with Knox who’s protests became threatening. Fallon got out of the ring and ring staff came down to attempt to quell an E. Bradley Knox who didn’t seem to willing to accept defeat, throwing a fit at ringside tossing chairs and messing with the announce table before grabbing hold of Diego Santiago and knocking the poor referee senseless. The ring crew themselves had trouble subduing Knox as Fallon backed her way up the ramp watching with concern before security put a stop to Knox’s impromptu rampage.
Winner By Pinfall: Fallon Lockhart
A making of video for last weeks Brennan Devlin segment began to play, with Brennan sitting in front of the camera answering a off screen individual. “Brennan Devlin, Director, Wizard, Street Magician” appeared in the corner of the screen as he spoke.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Honestly, the response to that whole grandma thing was fucking insane, it went viral as soon as it went up on YouTube after the show. So it kind of paid off the struggles of our cast and crew, you know? The Grandma Files Part 1, huge success.”
Soon, the video switched to the man who had played the attendant in last weeks segment. ‘Clint Wayne, Actor’.
CLINT WAYNE: “It was huge, when Brennan came to me, I had mostly played a dead body in a few episodes of CSI Miami years back but the opportunities had been dead since.”
Background footage showed Clint on the streets of Hollywood, warming his hands over a barrel.
CLINT WAYNE: “So my agent calls me after years and says ‘Clint, we have this crazy thing we want you to read for and well…”
The image on screen shifted back to Brennan Devlin, as he talked about the package that had played the week before.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “I directed Part 1 of the Grandma Files and it had kept me pretty busy, so naturally I’d paid a call center in India to handle my Twitter. That Manmeet kid, god he’s a real piece of shit. Kept calling Riley fat. Hell, he’s the one who really made the first grandma joke so, you know… Blake him.”
Soon, a small Indian man appeared on screen and his words were subtitled so they could be read.
MANMEET: “What am I doing here? You said you would pay me money.”
The man seemed confused as the video switched back to Brennan Devlin.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Honestly? We knew we had went over when the late show hosts started talking about it…”
A video played soon after he had spoke of a man in front of an audience in a suit.
LATE SHOW HOST: “Man, that Donald Trump. He did things today, but speaking of annoying orange skinned blonde dudes, professional wrestler Brennan Devlin did something crazy last episode of Blitz. You see this? You guys hear about this? He was so into banging this guys grandma to death that he reenacted how he supposedly did it with a horror film. The only time I’ve seen that kind of dedication to sex with an old woman is when she’s rich, on her deathbed but still able to write a will to the guy.”
More hosts kept on about it, various clips playing until it hit the thousands. They had gone completely viral.
“DAY 1 OF SHOOTING THE GRANDMA FILES PART DEUX”
Brennan Devlin had been on set all day talking with directors, the commitment had been too much but here he was. He was seen talking with a few older, balding men to no avail.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “I wanted the second half to be bigger than the first, you know? I tried to get up with Francis Ford Cuppola’s people, nothing. Stanley Rubric? Nothing. I did talk to David DeCoteau but he wanted me to be shirtless throughout, even when it didn’t make sense.”
The search continued on for a director for the Grandma Files Part Deux, until finally, a man in an obviously fake beard that looked suspiciously like Brennan Devlin but totally wasn’t showed up.
BEARD MAN: “Hello, I am here to direct your film, my name is Murdercorpse… I mean, Joel… Shoemaker.”
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Is that Russian?”
JOEL SHOEMAKER: “... No?”
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “You’re in.”
And it was set in stone, part two had its director, they still had the set from the first version but they needed Various shots of Brennan conversing with their music guy, a man in a cat’s had with a synthesizer named Murderpuss would handle the music in the segment.
JOHN AUTRY: “The first day on set was hell, me and Clint were playing dead bodies after our appearances in the first episode and well… this happened.”
Soon, the old woman seen playing Cosmo Cooper’s grandma, a woman by the name of Betty McClanahan was on all fours, being lifted off the ground by her legs in a wheelbarrow position when Brennan accidentally dropped her to the floor.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Mrs. McClanahan?!”
He shook her furiously.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “We need a doctor!”
Ambulances came as the video went through what had happened on the day of shooting, but for Betty McClanahan it seemed too late.
CLINT WAYNE: “Brennan told us all it was a reenactment of how this had all happened, how he had had sex with Cosmo’s grandma but… he killed that nice old lady, he doesn’t even have insurance.”
The next day on set was rather tense, with Brennan at a table with the actors involved. He passed out scripts before looking to them.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Okay, so, filming is delayed for a few days while I get a new actress to play the grandma, but we did get some shots of you guys as dead bodies… So Clint, John, you’re both gonna be let go, it was nice working with you but…”
CLINT WAYNE: “You haven’t paid us…”
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “It’s in the mail.”
Soon, much later, Brennan was being interviewed in front of the camera as he had been for other bits and pieces of the making of documentary.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “I didn’t pay them. I also put the blame on that woman dying on that Shoemaker fuck.”
He snickered as the image faded away from the screen to reveal the words ‘PART DEUX, COMING SOON’.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Honestly, the response to that whole grandma thing was fucking insane, it went viral as soon as it went up on YouTube after the show. So it kind of paid off the struggles of our cast and crew, you know? The Grandma Files Part 1, huge success.”
Soon, the video switched to the man who had played the attendant in last weeks segment. ‘Clint Wayne, Actor’.
CLINT WAYNE: “It was huge, when Brennan came to me, I had mostly played a dead body in a few episodes of CSI Miami years back but the opportunities had been dead since.”
Background footage showed Clint on the streets of Hollywood, warming his hands over a barrel.
CLINT WAYNE: “So my agent calls me after years and says ‘Clint, we have this crazy thing we want you to read for and well…”
The image on screen shifted back to Brennan Devlin, as he talked about the package that had played the week before.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “I directed Part 1 of the Grandma Files and it had kept me pretty busy, so naturally I’d paid a call center in India to handle my Twitter. That Manmeet kid, god he’s a real piece of shit. Kept calling Riley fat. Hell, he’s the one who really made the first grandma joke so, you know… Blake him.”
Soon, a small Indian man appeared on screen and his words were subtitled so they could be read.
MANMEET: “What am I doing here? You said you would pay me money.”
The man seemed confused as the video switched back to Brennan Devlin.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Honestly? We knew we had went over when the late show hosts started talking about it…”
A video played soon after he had spoke of a man in front of an audience in a suit.
LATE SHOW HOST: “Man, that Donald Trump. He did things today, but speaking of annoying orange skinned blonde dudes, professional wrestler Brennan Devlin did something crazy last episode of Blitz. You see this? You guys hear about this? He was so into banging this guys grandma to death that he reenacted how he supposedly did it with a horror film. The only time I’ve seen that kind of dedication to sex with an old woman is when she’s rich, on her deathbed but still able to write a will to the guy.”
More hosts kept on about it, various clips playing until it hit the thousands. They had gone completely viral.
“DAY 1 OF SHOOTING THE GRANDMA FILES PART DEUX”
Brennan Devlin had been on set all day talking with directors, the commitment had been too much but here he was. He was seen talking with a few older, balding men to no avail.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “I wanted the second half to be bigger than the first, you know? I tried to get up with Francis Ford Cuppola’s people, nothing. Stanley Rubric? Nothing. I did talk to David DeCoteau but he wanted me to be shirtless throughout, even when it didn’t make sense.”
The search continued on for a director for the Grandma Files Part Deux, until finally, a man in an obviously fake beard that looked suspiciously like Brennan Devlin but totally wasn’t showed up.
BEARD MAN: “Hello, I am here to direct your film, my name is Murdercorpse… I mean, Joel… Shoemaker.”
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Is that Russian?”
JOEL SHOEMAKER: “... No?”
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “You’re in.”
And it was set in stone, part two had its director, they still had the set from the first version but they needed Various shots of Brennan conversing with their music guy, a man in a cat’s had with a synthesizer named Murderpuss would handle the music in the segment.
JOHN AUTRY: “The first day on set was hell, me and Clint were playing dead bodies after our appearances in the first episode and well… this happened.”
Soon, the old woman seen playing Cosmo Cooper’s grandma, a woman by the name of Betty McClanahan was on all fours, being lifted off the ground by her legs in a wheelbarrow position when Brennan accidentally dropped her to the floor.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Mrs. McClanahan?!”
He shook her furiously.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “We need a doctor!”
Ambulances came as the video went through what had happened on the day of shooting, but for Betty McClanahan it seemed too late.
CLINT WAYNE: “Brennan told us all it was a reenactment of how this had all happened, how he had had sex with Cosmo’s grandma but… he killed that nice old lady, he doesn’t even have insurance.”
The next day on set was rather tense, with Brennan at a table with the actors involved. He passed out scripts before looking to them.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “Okay, so, filming is delayed for a few days while I get a new actress to play the grandma, but we did get some shots of you guys as dead bodies… So Clint, John, you’re both gonna be let go, it was nice working with you but…”
CLINT WAYNE: “You haven’t paid us…”
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “It’s in the mail.”
Soon, much later, Brennan was being interviewed in front of the camera as he had been for other bits and pieces of the making of documentary.
BRENNAN DEVLIN: “I didn’t pay them. I also put the blame on that woman dying on that Shoemaker fuck.”
He snickered as the image faded away from the screen to reveal the words ‘PART DEUX, COMING SOON’.
"For The Glory" by All Good Things blares across the PA system, the new official theme for Blitz, while the camera cuts from the main banner displayed at the top of the screen to a sweeping shot of the Jamsil Arena. 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, "I'm a member of The Zombie Clan", while another says, "Zack Fantana is our savior!", and another says, "Roxi Johnson: NEW UNYIELDING CHAMPION!" Several Skellicorn, #Trendsetters, 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 the go home show of Blitz, the last one right before our next big PPV extravaganza, Allegiance!
Kenneth Othello: That's right, Laur! We're going to finally crown Chimera Tag Team Champions in a huge Main Event involving five teams, tornado rules, and elimination guidelines!
LO: But before we can begin to focus on that, let's talk about what we've already seen. Big night for Berlin Anderson, who was able to handily defeat Hog Wilder with some high flying action!
KO: Damn Straight, and what about a returning Caroline O'Hara Burchill! I don't think it even took a full minute for her to dispatch Rex Rumble!
LO: Caroline has always been a name you could count on to finish strong, despite her snooty demeanor and above it all arrogance.
KO: She just flaunts what God gave her, which is a beautiful body and a hell of a lot of talent!
LO: Speaking of talent, Fallon Lockhart once again put the fans on their edge of their seats, and although she picked up the victory, the bigger story is how E. Bradley Knox reacted to it.
KO: Yeah, for a guy who hasn't shown emotion thus far, he had what seemed like a full blown temper tantrum.
LO: Well, hopefully Fallon Lockhart will be alright, but I'm sure that won't be the end of their meetings together after tonight.
KO: Nope, but that covers the beforehand....now let's talk about our Main Show! We got more Tag Team action than you could throw a brick at!
LO: Spiral and Cross Recoba respectively won the Lethal Lottery Battle Royal last show, and this will be Recoba's second chance in the Chimera Tag Tournament. I'm sure he's banking on it going better than his first outing with Alexis Terry...
KO: Of course he is, and why wouldn't he. He has a partner in Spiral that may be the smartest man on our roster. I mean, he didn't have to do anything to win but shove Fallon Lockhart off a turnbuckle!
LO: Yeah, don't remind me. The guy is a real piece of work, but he doesn't strike me as the get along type. I think that could cause some problems considering who it is they are facing.
KO: The Zombie Clan are a family, and have been dominate in this tournament, but after everything that has happened with them and Zachariah Krahe, who knows what state of mind Fukushima Zombie is even going to be in when she comes out to the ring.
LO: This is her return to in ring action for Valor since being heinously electrocuted, but after the events of last show, I don't know if you couldn't credit her as being one of the most dangerous individuals we've ever seen. I mean, that was criminal, Ken!
KO: I have to admit, that was out there watching Lady Munin take the big splat off a two story roof, but I wouldn't be surprised if this match didn't possibly see interference from Zachariah Krahe here tonight.
LO: Maybe, but speaking Krahe, the woman he's been feuding with since the promotion first started, Brodie, will be defending her title against a well deserving Roxi Johnson, who has been on one hell of a ride here in Valor Pro for the last several months.
KO: Deserving? Really? She lost in the tournament. I don't know how deserving that makes her?
LO: Actually, she didn't lose, her partner did, and considering that was her second one in the span of a few weeks, I'd say she performed admirably.
KO: I guess, but I don't think even someone with the career that Roxi Johnson has had has ever run up against anyone quite like Brodie.
LO: You may be right, but I refuse to count out Valor Pro's resident Superhero out! She has proven time and time again that she can rise to the occasion with just about anyone.
KO: Speaking of rising to the occasion, do you think that Brad Stokes is ready for his intervention tonight by Zack Fantana?
LO: Shhhh, he'll hear you!
KO: That dude doesn't even know where he is right now, let alone watching this program despite being paid to do so. I hope Fantana can reach him, cause quite frankly, it's sad.
LO: Indeed, a special 'Where There's Stokes, There's Fire' segment to take place later tonight on this episode of Blitz. You won't want to miss it.
KO: And now, back to the Chimera Tag Titles...you know, I'm kind of tired of talking about the damn things.
LO: That a way to plug our upcoming PPV, Ken. God, don't get us fired! I need this job!
KO: I'm just saying, but I digress. There are three teams set to take each other on in what is slated as a Preview of our Main Event at Allegiance, and anyone who takes home a victory here will carry a distinct psychological advantage walking into this match.
LO: True, as Neo Tokyo, #Trendsetters, and the team of Brennan Devlin & Cosmo Cooper....
KO: Grandma's Boyz...
LO: Excuse me?
KO: Brennan Devlin and Cosmo Cooper....they are the Grandma's Boyz. Get with the program, Laur, Brennan Devlin has been telling us this on every episode of Blitz since finding out that he and Cosmo would be a team.
LO: I am not going to acknowledge any of what Brennan Devlin has said with a comment, as I find it all highly offensive, as I'm sure his tag team partner does.
KO: Whatever! It's proven successful thus far, but I have to admit...they are going up against legit tag teams this time, and not just folks that were slapped together for managements amusement. What do you think is going to happen?
LO: I think it's going to be a hell of a contest, but I have to admit, with all the clear problems between Devlin and Cooper, and with Neo Tokyo and #Trendsetters recently reconciling their differences in the spirit of competition, I think they will have their work cut out for them.
KO: You know who else has their work cut out for them?
LO: Who's that?
KO: Danny Rizzo and Leela Watts, cause NovaCaine is coming for them!
LO: What about Poe Sauer?
KO: What about her? She's good back up to bring to a gun fight if you need a crazy emo chick in a gun fight, but I'm telling you...NovaCaine is going to get his hands on Danny Rizzo, and then it's over. That kid just doesn't have the killer instinct it takes to defend himself!
LO: I think you'll find that Danny Rizzo has more gumption than you think, as he has proven he can stand toe to toe with The Cancer of Wrestling. Add in the positive reinforcement of Leela Watts, and NovaCaine might have finally met his match.
KO: Whatever! All I know is that this match is a precursor to the matches that were just signed for Allegiance, where Poe Sauer will take on Leela Watts in a rematch from Blitz#10, and NovaCaine and Danny Rizzo will finally go one on one, a feud that's been brewing since they made their debut in that New Kids On The Block Fatal Four Way.
LO: Yeah, and whoever walks away with a win tonight will be able to walk into Allegiance with bragging rights that could cause their opponents to lose focus.
KO: So what exactly are we waiting for? Let's get this show on the road!
LO: Couldn't agree with you more, but not before we cut backstage to find out the happenings here in South Korea!
Laurence Othello: Welcome everyone to the go home show of Blitz, the last one right before our next big PPV extravaganza, Allegiance!
Kenneth Othello: That's right, Laur! We're going to finally crown Chimera Tag Team Champions in a huge Main Event involving five teams, tornado rules, and elimination guidelines!
LO: But before we can begin to focus on that, let's talk about what we've already seen. Big night for Berlin Anderson, who was able to handily defeat Hog Wilder with some high flying action!
KO: Damn Straight, and what about a returning Caroline O'Hara Burchill! I don't think it even took a full minute for her to dispatch Rex Rumble!
LO: Caroline has always been a name you could count on to finish strong, despite her snooty demeanor and above it all arrogance.
KO: She just flaunts what God gave her, which is a beautiful body and a hell of a lot of talent!
LO: Speaking of talent, Fallon Lockhart once again put the fans on their edge of their seats, and although she picked up the victory, the bigger story is how E. Bradley Knox reacted to it.
KO: Yeah, for a guy who hasn't shown emotion thus far, he had what seemed like a full blown temper tantrum.
LO: Well, hopefully Fallon Lockhart will be alright, but I'm sure that won't be the end of their meetings together after tonight.
KO: Nope, but that covers the beforehand....now let's talk about our Main Show! We got more Tag Team action than you could throw a brick at!
LO: Spiral and Cross Recoba respectively won the Lethal Lottery Battle Royal last show, and this will be Recoba's second chance in the Chimera Tag Tournament. I'm sure he's banking on it going better than his first outing with Alexis Terry...
KO: Of course he is, and why wouldn't he. He has a partner in Spiral that may be the smartest man on our roster. I mean, he didn't have to do anything to win but shove Fallon Lockhart off a turnbuckle!
LO: Yeah, don't remind me. The guy is a real piece of work, but he doesn't strike me as the get along type. I think that could cause some problems considering who it is they are facing.
KO: The Zombie Clan are a family, and have been dominate in this tournament, but after everything that has happened with them and Zachariah Krahe, who knows what state of mind Fukushima Zombie is even going to be in when she comes out to the ring.
LO: This is her return to in ring action for Valor since being heinously electrocuted, but after the events of last show, I don't know if you couldn't credit her as being one of the most dangerous individuals we've ever seen. I mean, that was criminal, Ken!
KO: I have to admit, that was out there watching Lady Munin take the big splat off a two story roof, but I wouldn't be surprised if this match didn't possibly see interference from Zachariah Krahe here tonight.
LO: Maybe, but speaking Krahe, the woman he's been feuding with since the promotion first started, Brodie, will be defending her title against a well deserving Roxi Johnson, who has been on one hell of a ride here in Valor Pro for the last several months.
KO: Deserving? Really? She lost in the tournament. I don't know how deserving that makes her?
LO: Actually, she didn't lose, her partner did, and considering that was her second one in the span of a few weeks, I'd say she performed admirably.
KO: I guess, but I don't think even someone with the career that Roxi Johnson has had has ever run up against anyone quite like Brodie.
LO: You may be right, but I refuse to count out Valor Pro's resident Superhero out! She has proven time and time again that she can rise to the occasion with just about anyone.
KO: Speaking of rising to the occasion, do you think that Brad Stokes is ready for his intervention tonight by Zack Fantana?
LO: Shhhh, he'll hear you!
KO: That dude doesn't even know where he is right now, let alone watching this program despite being paid to do so. I hope Fantana can reach him, cause quite frankly, it's sad.
LO: Indeed, a special 'Where There's Stokes, There's Fire' segment to take place later tonight on this episode of Blitz. You won't want to miss it.
KO: And now, back to the Chimera Tag Titles...you know, I'm kind of tired of talking about the damn things.
LO: That a way to plug our upcoming PPV, Ken. God, don't get us fired! I need this job!
KO: I'm just saying, but I digress. There are three teams set to take each other on in what is slated as a Preview of our Main Event at Allegiance, and anyone who takes home a victory here will carry a distinct psychological advantage walking into this match.
LO: True, as Neo Tokyo, #Trendsetters, and the team of Brennan Devlin & Cosmo Cooper....
KO: Grandma's Boyz...
LO: Excuse me?
KO: Brennan Devlin and Cosmo Cooper....they are the Grandma's Boyz. Get with the program, Laur, Brennan Devlin has been telling us this on every episode of Blitz since finding out that he and Cosmo would be a team.
LO: I am not going to acknowledge any of what Brennan Devlin has said with a comment, as I find it all highly offensive, as I'm sure his tag team partner does.
KO: Whatever! It's proven successful thus far, but I have to admit...they are going up against legit tag teams this time, and not just folks that were slapped together for managements amusement. What do you think is going to happen?
LO: I think it's going to be a hell of a contest, but I have to admit, with all the clear problems between Devlin and Cooper, and with Neo Tokyo and #Trendsetters recently reconciling their differences in the spirit of competition, I think they will have their work cut out for them.
KO: You know who else has their work cut out for them?
LO: Who's that?
KO: Danny Rizzo and Leela Watts, cause NovaCaine is coming for them!
LO: What about Poe Sauer?
KO: What about her? She's good back up to bring to a gun fight if you need a crazy emo chick in a gun fight, but I'm telling you...NovaCaine is going to get his hands on Danny Rizzo, and then it's over. That kid just doesn't have the killer instinct it takes to defend himself!
LO: I think you'll find that Danny Rizzo has more gumption than you think, as he has proven he can stand toe to toe with The Cancer of Wrestling. Add in the positive reinforcement of Leela Watts, and NovaCaine might have finally met his match.
KO: Whatever! All I know is that this match is a precursor to the matches that were just signed for Allegiance, where Poe Sauer will take on Leela Watts in a rematch from Blitz#10, and NovaCaine and Danny Rizzo will finally go one on one, a feud that's been brewing since they made their debut in that New Kids On The Block Fatal Four Way.
LO: Yeah, and whoever walks away with a win tonight will be able to walk into Allegiance with bragging rights that could cause their opponents to lose focus.
KO: So what exactly are we waiting for? Let's get this show on the road!
LO: Couldn't agree with you more, but not before we cut backstage to find out the happenings here in South Korea!
Bouncing on his toes is none other than Danny Rizzo, dressed and ready to go for the tag match that would kick off the main portion of Blitz. Rolling his neck a few times, Rizzo simultaneously shakes both of his arms out in an effort to get just a little bit more loose for the battle that was about to ensue in a matter of a few moments. Eventually his gaze would rise to meet the camera’s that had cut to the backstage area and found him waiting outside of the dressing room that belonged to his partner for the evening. While he waited on her, he figured it would be best to address the crowd as he did so.
DR: “South Korea, it’s great to be here. You know, in just a few moments you’re going to get to witness another chapter in a war that’s been going on between NovaCaine and I for over two months now. Now, if you listen to him he’d have you believe that I’ve changed during the course of that time period. That I’ve let my anger get the best of me. That I’m shifting from the so called boy scout attitude that I carry with me wherever I go.”
He pauses for a second to let the idea sink into the minds of those who were watching, as though they really needed a reminder of all that had gone down between the veteran and the rookie sensation.
DR: “And you know what, in a certain sense he’s right. I have changed, but not in the way that he thinks. When I signed my contract with Valor I was a bit naive and maybe a bit idealistic. I thought that if I came in with just a good attitude that that would be enough to earn the respect of my peers and of each and every one of you who spends your hard earned money and your free time watching the show that we put on for you all. My eyes have been opened a bit, I won’t lie. A smile, a handshake and a ‘may the best man win’ mentality is going to get you walked on in this business and the truth of the matter is that I have been walked on a bit.”
With a shrug of his shoulders he seemed to brush it off as though it wasn’t something that was going to weigh him down forever. Rather, he was just accepting the facts as he saw them.
DR: “The thing is, though, is that learning and growing is part of any profession. When you first step into a new field you might have an idea of how things are going to be, but you have to learn to adapt and adjust to what comes your way. Tonight, you’ll see just how much I’ve grown. You’ll see just how much I’ve risen from where I started. And the best part of it all…”
Balling his hand up into a fist, he tapped gently on the door and a few moments later the blonde haired Leela Watts emerged with an expression that spoke clearly and indicated that she was excited to get back into the ring.
DR: “Is that tonight, I get to do this with someone who knows exactly what it feels like to be used and taken advantage of. For both of us, this is a step forward. It’s a step toward refusing to put up with being treated that way any longer. Tonight, Leela Watts and Danny Rizzo rise with the fans around us, and send a message to not just Poe. Not just NovaCaine. But to the entire Valor Pro Roster as a whole. You can knock us down. We’ve both been there…”
Leela steps in, stealing the catchphrase that Danny has been using from his first moments in Valor.
LW: “Tonight. We rise.”
At the same time they looked at each other and nodded before taking off down the hallway in the direction that would eventually lead them out to the ring as the scene faded elsewhere.
DR: “South Korea, it’s great to be here. You know, in just a few moments you’re going to get to witness another chapter in a war that’s been going on between NovaCaine and I for over two months now. Now, if you listen to him he’d have you believe that I’ve changed during the course of that time period. That I’ve let my anger get the best of me. That I’m shifting from the so called boy scout attitude that I carry with me wherever I go.”
He pauses for a second to let the idea sink into the minds of those who were watching, as though they really needed a reminder of all that had gone down between the veteran and the rookie sensation.
DR: “And you know what, in a certain sense he’s right. I have changed, but not in the way that he thinks. When I signed my contract with Valor I was a bit naive and maybe a bit idealistic. I thought that if I came in with just a good attitude that that would be enough to earn the respect of my peers and of each and every one of you who spends your hard earned money and your free time watching the show that we put on for you all. My eyes have been opened a bit, I won’t lie. A smile, a handshake and a ‘may the best man win’ mentality is going to get you walked on in this business and the truth of the matter is that I have been walked on a bit.”
With a shrug of his shoulders he seemed to brush it off as though it wasn’t something that was going to weigh him down forever. Rather, he was just accepting the facts as he saw them.
DR: “The thing is, though, is that learning and growing is part of any profession. When you first step into a new field you might have an idea of how things are going to be, but you have to learn to adapt and adjust to what comes your way. Tonight, you’ll see just how much I’ve grown. You’ll see just how much I’ve risen from where I started. And the best part of it all…”
Balling his hand up into a fist, he tapped gently on the door and a few moments later the blonde haired Leela Watts emerged with an expression that spoke clearly and indicated that she was excited to get back into the ring.
DR: “Is that tonight, I get to do this with someone who knows exactly what it feels like to be used and taken advantage of. For both of us, this is a step forward. It’s a step toward refusing to put up with being treated that way any longer. Tonight, Leela Watts and Danny Rizzo rise with the fans around us, and send a message to not just Poe. Not just NovaCaine. But to the entire Valor Pro Roster as a whole. You can knock us down. We’ve both been there…”
Leela steps in, stealing the catchphrase that Danny has been using from his first moments in Valor.
LW: “Tonight. We rise.”
At the same time they looked at each other and nodded before taking off down the hallway in the direction that would eventually lead them out to the ring as the scene faded elsewhere.
Ring Announcer: The following Tag Match is scheduled for one fall or submission....
The opening drums of 'A Warrior's Call' by Volbeat strikes across the capacity crowd and they all turn back to the stage to see Danny Rizzo rip through the curtain right at "LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!" He takes to one side of the stage jumping up and down, and then to the other, pumping a fist as the song breaks into 'Fight, Fight, Fight'. He finally comes to a stop at the top of the ramp, points down at the ring, and bounces up and down excitedly before taking off into a sprint.
Ring Announcer: And making his way to the ring, standing at five foot eleven and 202 pounds, hailing from Dayton, Ohio.....This Is DANNY RIZZZOOOO!!
Before the announcement even has a chance to end Danny has slid right into the ring, rushing a neutral corner and taking the second turnbuckle while beating his chest and letting out a warrior yell. The fans cheer loudly, having really taken to the rookie, and he grins out at them before dropping down and stretching against the ropes. "Shake It Off", the Amelie cover, hits over the PA and Leela Watts bursts out of the curtain to a raucous ovation. Her blonde hair flips around as she bounces along to the music at the top of the stage, and then finally whips it back from her face as she fiercely roars and thrusts her fists into the air. The fans feed her energy right back to her as she makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands as she goes.
Ring Announcer: And introducing his partner, standing at five foot two and weighting in at 110 pounds, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio...She is LEEELLLAAA WATTTSSSS!
Leela rolls under the bottom rope once reaching ringside, and pops up with an exuberant grin to the crowd, rushing up to the ropes and stepping up to the top to throw her fists over head. She nods along with her music while singing along, and eventually steps down to run strategy with Danny, who eagerly listens.
LO: These two look ready for some action tonight as they talk strategy in their corner.
KO: They better be on their A-Game tonight, Laur, cause they both have big singles contests against their respective opponents at the upcoming PPV, and I don't think NovaCaine and Poe Sauer would mind if either of them got injured here tonight and couldn't make the date!
LO: I'm sure they wouldn't, because those two are snakes in the grass, but I digress....Danny and Leela look good out here together. Could we see this be a permanent partnership?
KO: Who knows. I know this for certain, Danny Rizzo is a pretty poor replacement to the likes of Cosmo Cooper.
LO: That wasn't what I was saying, Ken, but leave it to you to take things too far.
They don't get the chance to continue further as the lights dim, and ”Madame Mittermeier’s Fantastical Festival of Conundrums & Curiosities” by Jean-Marc Griffin hits over the PA system. The lights flash green and purple onto the stage as a spotlight drops dead center to reveal Poe Sauer, who somehow made her way out from the curtain without anyone noticing, seeming to appear out of nowhere. Poe's mouth stretches out into a wide maniacal grin as she stares down at her opponents, and she begins a rickety walk to the ring almost as if out of a horror movie.
Ring Announcer: And introducing the first of their opponents, standing at five foot nine and weighting in at 166 pounds, hailing from Nuremberg, Germany....She is POEEE SAUEERRR!!!
Poe reaches ringside and the crowd doesn't know what to make of her entrance, only knowing that the last time they saw her she had targeted fan favorite Leela Watts, so most of them boo. She doesn't seem to notice as she's never taken her eyes off the two in the ring, slowly crawling under the bottom rope and coming to sit in the corner just staring at them with that wicked grin. Her music is replaced by the gentle thrum of 'Black Holes' by The Blue Stones, and the fans in the arena all come to their feet to boo the former legend the music is associated with. No flashy lights or smoke, and NovaCaine steps out onto the stage, a casual look on his weathered face, black trunks, boots, adorning a well muscled body. He pauses to survey the crowd, but not seeing any women to his liking, he begins his saunter down to the ring.
Ring Announcer: And her partner, making his way to the ring standing at six foot three and weighing in at 225 pounds, he hails from the City of Lost Angels, Lost Angeles, California.....He is 'The Cancer of Wrestling', 'Your Moms Favorite Wrestler', NOVA...CAINNNEEE!!
Nova reaches ringside and pauses to stare at his partner who is still sitting in the corner staring across the ring at Leela and Danny, and he lets out a comical sigh while looking directly into the camera and rotating his finger at his temple, saying, 'Crazy..' He then laughs, and hops up onto the apron, wiping his feet before he enters the ring and spits in Rizzo's general direction. Danny starts to step forward, but Leela holds him back, assuring him he'll get his chance later in the ring.
LO: NovaCaine already out here trying to antagonize as he normally does, and Poe Sauer....well....she's different.
KO: That's cutting it mildly. I mean....what's up with that music?
LO: I don't know....what's up with her entire....I don't know....
KO: Good use of your words there, Laur. WHOA!
LO: POE SAUER JUST PULLED HERSELF UP OUT OF THE CORNER AND LAUNCHED HERSELF RIGHT FOR LEELA WATTS!
Leela turns around just in time to get caught in a spear that knocks both women right through the middle and top rope to clumsily crash to the floor below. Poe quickly regains her footing though, crawling up onto Leela, and starts swinging rights and lefts down onto the woman. Danny stares down in surprise at both women, which is all the opportunity that NovaCaine needs to close the distance and blast him from behind with a double ax handle smash that sends him crashing chest first into the corner. Nova spins him around and start lay in stiff boots to his midsection until he's dropped into a seated position, and then he grabs the top rope and tries to stomp a hole into his chest.
LO: Things have broke down here early, and I'm not so certain, but I don't think the bell has even rung!
KO: Santiago is trying like hell to get NovaCaine to let Danny out of the corner, and Leela just now managed to shove Poe off of her, and now she's the one delivering the right hands!
LO: NovaCaine finally backing off, and the referee is checking on Danny....the kid just gave the referee a nod, and now Santiago's calling for the bell!
Caine immediately stalks right back in as Danny lays against the turnbuckles, but when he fires in a hard right, Danny gets his left arm up to block it, and it's his fist that connects with Nova's jaw. Danny fires out of the corner with rights, driving Caine back to the center of the ring. One to many fists fly, and Nova wisely ducks one of the rights causing Rizzo to go off balance, and allowing Caine the chance to slip in behind him and push his head under his arm, lifting him up and then straight down into a rattling side suplex! Meanwhile, on the outside, Leela gets to her feet just in time to see the move, and jumps onto the apron to come over to their corner and show support for Danny.
LO: Poe Sauer returning to her corner now as well, and it looks like we might have a match underway!
KO: That sucks. I say let them fight!
LO: Well, that appears to be exactly what NovaCaine has planned here as he yanks Danny up to his feet, and runs him FACE FIRST into the top turnbuckle of the neutral corner!
KO: Got the kid spun around now, and OH! Hell of a right hand has Danny drooping to one knee!
NovaCaine draws far back, and delivers another fist right into Danny's jaw and his head lolls to the side as Caine takes him by the wrist and then shoots him off to the other side with authority! Danny barrels in towards the corner like a runaway train, and turns at the last second so that his spine crashes against the turnbuckles, which vault him out of the corner and down to the mat. As he pushes up to his hands and knee's, NovaCaine saunters over mockingly, the crowd really letting him have it while he chuckles. He reaches down to help Danny the rest of the way up, and takes him by the wrist and sends him hurtling towards the corner they had just left in much the same way. The same results occur, this time Danny reaching back and clutching his spine as Caine makes a crying motion with his fists in his eyes.
LO: NovaCaine being his usual charming self as he steps over to Danny and pushes him up to his feet once more, this time positioning him on the ropes and sending him off...
KO: Rizzo on his way back and Caine steps out to the center of the ring where he ducks his head for a back body, BUT RIZZO STOPS SHORT, hooks Nova around the head, and SNAP SUPLEXES HIM DOWN TO THE MAT!
LO: Rizzo back up quickly now, but so is NovaCaine, who rushes in on Danny to try and trip him up....BUT NO! Danny with a deep armdrag, and Caine pops up and walks into another one! Nova on his way to his feet once more, and A SPIN WHEEL KICK SENDS HIM BACK DOWN!
Rizzo pops up, still a little leery of his lower back, but pumping his fist to a roaring crowd. NovaCaine gets to his feet, much slower this time, and Danny takes him by the wrist and whips him hard into his corner. Caine strikes the turnbuckles hard, and Danny trots over and makes the tag to Leela who slips into the ring and pulls Nova out of the corner. She steps in beside him while looping her leg through his, and then snaps backwards into a beautiful Russian Leg Sweep. Caine clutches the back of his head as Leela pops up, leaping up to the second turnbuckle of her own corner only to leap off into a leg drop that crushes his skull into the mat. She quickly hooks the leg for a cover.
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LO: NO! Caine out at two, and Leela has already worked him up to his feet and moves to shoot him off...REVERSAL!
KO: Leela on her way back now, and Nova moves in to try and tear her head off with a clothesline, but she ducks it. On her way back a second time, and ducks his back elbow attempt...
LO: One more time, and this time Nova moves to his side and catches her in a tilt-a-whirl, BUT LEELA TURNS IT INTO A HEADSCISSORS TAKEOVER THAT SENDS HIM SKIDDING ACROSS THE MAT!
Nova slowly grabs the ropes to pull himself to his feet, and turns around just in time to see Leela coming in hot. He ducks his head at the last second, sending her up and over the top rope. Leela, however, manages to grab the top rope to swing around and land safely on the apron. Nova turns around as Leela springboards up to the top rope, bounding off, only to run into a High Standing Drop Kick that crashes with her midsection!
LO: Unbelievable counter by Caine, who slides over and makes the tag to Poe Sauer, who comes into the ring like a banshee!
Sauer darts into the ring screaming, delivering a glancing knee strike to the side of Leela's head as the woman was trying to get back to her feet. She spins on a dime, coming to hover over Watts who clutches at her skull, and she gives the crowd a wicked smile before dropping down to sit on the woman, and then gets a fistful of hair to pull her face off the mat. Suddenly Poe is slamming her skull off of Leela's in multiple headbutts until a thin line of blood begins to trickle down from her forehead. She gives NovaCaine a crazed look, and he shrugs and indicates with his hand that she should continue. Sauer yanks Leela up off the mat, and a final headbutt right to the face sends the woman stumbling into a neutral corner.
LO: Poe Sauer looks like a madwoman out here, and she's stalking in to continue the punishment on Leela Watts!
KO: Yeah, we needed another crazy bitch around here like we needed a hole in the head, but whatever. She just slipped behind Leela and hopped up to sit on the top rope...AND JUST GOT HER UP IN A SLEEPER HOLD!
LO: The referee is all over Poe as she has pulled Leela right off the mat so that she's just dangling there in a hangman! Count of five see's Sauer finally let go, and Leela falls to the mat coughing and clutching her throat!
Sauer remains seated, cocking her head at the side and grinning at the referee as he continues to admonish her. She waits until Leela manages to get to her feet before diving off and hooking her around the had as she does, taking her face first to the mat into a bulldog. She quickly shoves the woman onto her back, and hooks a leg for a cover.
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LO: THRE-NO! Kick out at two and a half, and now Poe pulls Leela up to a seated position, pulls her arm up, and just fell back into a Triangle Choke!
KO: That's not good for Leela Watts, as it will certain take more of the breath out of her that didn't get taken out by that hangman in the corner!
Leela puts up a huge struggle at first, the shock of having her oxygen supply cut off again sending her into a panic, but she eventually settles down while Poe squeezes even harder with her legs. Eventually Leela manages to shift her position so that she's now got her knee's in under her, and she pushes with her legs to force Sauer onto her shoulders. The referee checks, and the moment they are flush with the mat, starts a count.
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LO: THRE-Sauer letting go of the hold and kicking out, and seems annoyed by that turn of events. Coming up to her feet now and grabs the rising Leela by the head and jerks her into a headlock...
Leela pushes Sauer towards the ropes, and then uses their spring to shoot her to the other side, forcing a break. Poe rebounds an comes back ready to deliver more destruction, but a roundhouse kick to the gut by Leela stops that momentum, leaving Sauer doubled over in the center of the ring. Leela grabs the woman by the ears, and then sits out suddenly forcing Poe to slam face first into the mat. Sauer comes up clutching at her nose, as Leela comes up to her feet into a European Uppercut that sends the woman crashing back down to the mat. Leela steps over to a neutral corner and slips out onto the apron, and starts the climb towards the top. By the time she gets perched, Poe Sauer has regained her feet, still a bit wobbly, and turns in Leela's direction just in time to see her soar into the air with a High Cross Body that takes both women down to the mat. Leela remains on top for a cover.
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LO: THREe-NO! NovaCaine into the ring and stomps Leela in the back of the head to break up the count, but HERE COMES RIZZO!
Danny launches himself at NovaCaine into a low drop kick that drops the man down to one knee, and Danny pops right up to deliver a fast moving shining wizard that sends NovaCaine crumpling to the mat.
KO: BLACK ROSE! But Santiago is already trying to get Rizzo out, while NovaCaine rolls to the apron....Leela back on her feet and she's distracted by her partner being sent back to their corner, and she doesn't see Poe rising up behind her...
LO: Poe with a stutter step, leaps right up onto Leela's shoulders, AND REVERSE RANA SPIKES LEELA WATT'S SKULL OFF THE MAT!
KO: She calls that move the 'Hasse Maschine', and I don't know what that means, but by God it's effective!
LO: Poe just dropped for the cover!
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KO: THREe-NO! Leela Watts just barely got the shoulder up before Santiago's hand hit the mat, and Danny Rizzo is nearly pulling his hair out!
LO: That's because he knows she got distracted by him being in the ring, but he had to deal with NovaCaine...
Poe slams her fists off the mat in frustration as she comes up to her feet snarling at Leela Watts. She hunkers down behind her opponent, and demands in German that she get to her feet. Slowly but surely, still cradling her skull, Leela complies, and Poe moves in for the kill. She dips down behind her, reaching around and grabbing her by the chin and violently wracking her across her shoulders before lifting her in the air. She parades around for a moment, before snapping over into what was intended to be a inverted death valley driver, but instead, Leela manages to swing her legs around with the move, and manages to land on her feet. When Poe raises up in surprise, she's caught square in the face with a swinging side kick to the temple that sends her crashing to the mat. Leela crumples to the mat as well, the reverse frankensteiner having left her woozy.
LO: Both of these women are down, and desperate for a tag....
KO: Yeah, Danny is going nuts in his corner, hand extended, while NovaCaine paces his staring across the ring in disgust...
Leela begins to stir first, the fans cheering for her to find the will to start her trek towards her corner, while Poe rolls over and pulls herself on her elbows in the direction of hers. Leela manages to get her feet under her, and dives at Danny's ready hand, and the moment the tag is made he vaults right up over the top into the ring just as Poe manages to tag in NovaCaine. The two men barrel right for one another, Caine looking for a clothesline, but Danny ducks it and continues on to hit off the ropes. He rebounds back and leaves his feet for a running drop kick that takes Nova off his feet. He pops up quickly and Danny is right there to meet him, pushing him back into the ropes and shooting him off to the other side. Nova hits off the ropes, but manages to hook the top to halt his momentum, and Danny comes barreling right in. NovaCaine drops his head and performs a back body drop that sends Danny over the top rope, or it would have, if he hadn't managed to grab the rope in order to swing around into a safe landing on the ring apron.
LO: Danny poised on the outside gripping the top rope, springboards to the top just as Nova turns around, and FIST TO THE GUT FROM CAINE CATCHES HIM IN AND SENDS HIM TO HIS KNEES!
KO: Nova falling back into the ropes now as Danny gets to his feet, HIGH KNEE LIFT RIGHT INTO A HANGMAN'S NECKBREAKER!
LO: And there's the cover...
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LO: THRE-NO! Danny out at two and a half, and NovaCaine already working him back to his feet...OH! CHOP! Another one! Another one! NovaCaine chopping Danny all the way back into the neutral corner, and now lifting him up to sit on the top rope!
NovaCaine steps up to the second turnbuckle to join Rizzo, and hooks him around the head, signaling to a booing crowd for a superplex. Right fists find their way into Nova's ribs, and the short rabbit punches force him to abandon his hold on Danny's head and rather try and stay upright on the ropes. Danny fires in headbutt's now to Nova's chest, forcing the man to drop down from the second. Rizzo pulls both knee's to his chest while holding onto the ropes for support, and both feet flash out to connect right with NovaCaine's face, sending him crashing backwards to the center of the ring.
LO: Danny now putting his feet under him and standing up on the top rope....DIVING HEADBUTT!!
KO: NO! NOVACAINE GOT OUT OF THE WAY! Danny ate nothing but canvas!
Danny clutches at his forehead as he gets up to his feet and stumbles over into the ropes to help hold him up. Meanwhile, NovaCaine gets up to his feet, and he snarls before tearing off in Rizzo's direction. Danny looks up just in time to see Caine coming in, and the clothesline he delivers sends both men sailing up and over the top rope to tumble to the concrete floor below. Poe Sauer immediately moves along the apron, swinging around one of the ring posts to come out on their side of the ring. Nova and Danny slowly get to their feet at about the same time, and Poe comes running across the ring apron to dive off into rolling splancha that connects with Danny and sends both competitors down to the floor. Caine just laughs until he's caught right in the side of the head by a baseball slide from Leela Watts, who comes out of nowhere. The impact sends him hurtling into the steel guardrail at ringside, and Leela finds herself up in the center of the ring to a roaring crowd.
LO: Santiago has lost control of this match, and is pleading with Leela whose watching NovaCaine peel himself off the guard rail.....Poe and Danny getting to their feet as well....AND HERE COMES LEELA!
KO: WATTS WITH A SUICIDE DIVE RIGHT THROUGH THE ROPES TO CRASH INTO ALL THREE OF THEM! Everyone's been wiped out!
LO: And Santiago doesn't know what to do....so he's starting a count!
At the count of six Leela begins to stir, and pulls herself up to her feet reaching down and helping Danny up to his. The two lock eyes and give a determined nod as they pull NovaCaine to his feet, and then shove him back into the ring. Danny slides in after him as Leela runs back to her corner and leaps up onto the ring apron just in time to see Rizzo drop for a hook of the leg on Caine.
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LO: THRE-NO! Danny can't believe it as he only got a two and a half count there, and he's shaking his head in frustration while pulling NovaCaine to his feet...
KO: Danny is signaling it's time to put this one away, but NovaCaine just gave him a shove...RIGHT INTO THE REFEREE!
The referee goes down momentarily, and Danny quickly turns around to check on the man, leaving NovaCaine a chance to catch his breath. Danny helps Santiago back to his feet and dusts off his zebra suit, and once Santiago says he's ok to continue, turns around only to catch NovaCaine's boot directly into his crotch. The referee, still dusting himself off, is oblivious as Danny clutches at his groin with the open mouthed shock and horror of someone who just got kicked in the nuts. Rizzo hit's his knee's as NovaCaine falls back into the ropes, wiping his forehead clear of perspiration. Poe Sauer has returned to her corner, and she bounces eagerly on the ropes as NovaCaine casts her a grin. Like a true villain he shrugs, supremely happy with himself, and tags in the dark queen.
LO: I can't believe this guy!
KO: I blame the referee for being out of position...
LO: HE WAS ONLY OUT OF POSITION BECAUSE OF NOVACAINE!
KO: But still...
Poe climbs into the ring and circles behind Rizzo like a shark tasting blood for the first time, a wicked grin the entire time. Leela on the other side of the ring calls out for Danny to watch out, but he doesn't hear it in time to avoid the double knee's driven into the center of his back which send him hurtling face first into the nearby turnbuckles. Danny stumbles backwards clutching his face, and he's surprised when his much larger frame is bent backwards over Poe's shoulders, and she just manages to lift him up into a torture wrack. Danny kicks his feet several time, causing Poe to go off balance allowing him to land on his feet. When she spins around to face him her head is taken completely off by a kinshasa knee from out of nowhere!
LO: A WARRIORS CALL!!
KO: Danny just dropped over Poe for the cover, but here comes NovaCaine...
LO: CUT OFF BY LEELA WATTS!!
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The bell sounds just as NovaCaine slings Leela Watt's to the ground, and he curses up a storm as he watches Danny and Leela roll to the outside where Rizzo grins up at him, pointing his finger in his direction like a gun, and then cocking it back like it's been fired.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match by pinfall....the team of LEELA WATTS AND DANNY RIZZOOOO!!!
Caine kicks the bottom rope in frustration before casting a look of disgust at Poe Sauer, while Danny and Leela turn towards the crowd to celebrate with the fans in the front row.
At the count of six Leela begins to stir, and pulls herself up to her feet reaching down and helping Danny up to his. The two lock eyes and give a determined nod as they pull NovaCaine to his feet, and then shove him back into the ring. Danny slides in after him as Leela runs back to her corner and leaps up onto the ring apron just in time to see Rizzo drop for a hook of the leg on Caine.
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LO: THRE-NO! Danny can't believe it as he only got a two and a half count there, and he's shaking his head in frustration while pulling NovaCaine to his feet...
KO: Danny is signaling it's time to put this one away, but NovaCaine just gave him a shove...RIGHT INTO THE REFEREE!
The referee goes down momentarily, and Danny quickly turns around to check on the man, leaving NovaCaine a chance to catch his breath. Danny helps Santiago back to his feet and dusts off his zebra suit, and once Santiago says he's ok to continue, turns around only to catch NovaCaine's boot directly into his crotch. The referee, still dusting himself off, is oblivious as Danny clutches at his groin with the open mouthed shock and horror of someone who just got kicked in the nuts. Rizzo hit's his knee's as NovaCaine falls back into the ropes, wiping his forehead clear of perspiration. Poe Sauer has returned to her corner, and she bounces eagerly on the ropes as NovaCaine casts her a grin. Like a true villain he shrugs, supremely happy with himself, and tags in the dark queen.
LO: I can't believe this guy!
KO: I blame the referee for being out of position...
LO: HE WAS ONLY OUT OF POSITION BECAUSE OF NOVACAINE!
KO: But still...
Poe climbs into the ring and circles behind Rizzo like a shark tasting blood for the first time, a wicked grin the entire time. Leela on the other side of the ring calls out for Danny to watch out, but he doesn't hear it in time to avoid the double knee's driven into the center of his back which send him hurtling face first into the nearby turnbuckles. Danny stumbles backwards clutching his face, and he's surprised when his much larger frame is bent backwards over Poe's shoulders, and she just manages to lift him up into a torture wrack. Danny kicks his feet several time, causing Poe to go off balance allowing him to land on his feet. When she spins around to face him her head is taken completely off by a kinshasa knee from out of nowhere!
LO: A WARRIORS CALL!!
KO: Danny just dropped over Poe for the cover, but here comes NovaCaine...
LO: CUT OFF BY LEELA WATTS!!
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The bell sounds just as NovaCaine slings Leela Watt's to the ground, and he curses up a storm as he watches Danny and Leela roll to the outside where Rizzo grins up at him, pointing his finger in his direction like a gun, and then cocking it back like it's been fired.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match by pinfall....the team of LEELA WATTS AND DANNY RIZZOOOO!!!
Caine kicks the bottom rope in frustration before casting a look of disgust at Poe Sauer, while Danny and Leela turn towards the crowd to celebrate with the fans in the front row.
LO: What a match from Danny and Leela. Are we seeing the birth of a new Tag Team?
KO: What we are seeing is Danny sucking up trying to get more than just a Tag from Leela.
LO: You don't know that.
KO: I know below all of that good boy exterior he is still a man
Right then a loud crack echoes through the Arena with the cheers quickly turning to a chorus of boos. Poe Sauer has tackled Leela to the ground holding her there with sadistic glee as a split second later NovaCaine makes contact with Danny's already injured ribs with a steel chair.
BOOOOOOO!!!
LO: Damn him, the match is over!!
KO: *laughing* Time to take Mister Rizzo to the woodshed.
Nova spins the chair in his hands so that he is holding it by the legs further down and uses the top edge of it to drive the steel into Danny's ribs over and over. The Referee Santiago attemps to break it up but is pie-faced to the floor by Nova, who continues to try to break Danny's ribs.
LO: We need some help out here!!
KO: Damn this takes me back to being in the ring and breaking not just someone's spirit but their body too..
Security finally rushes to ringside with Nova backing away with a smirk. "It's never over with me Kid...NEVER!!" Poe releases Leela, who quickly scrambles to Danny's side as the devious duo of Poe Sauer and NovaCaine make their way to the back under a hail of thunderous boo.
LO: This is far from over with Danny Rizzo, Leela Watts and those sick freaks NovaCaine and Poe Sauer!
KO: That might be true, but for now we see who is standing tall and who is writhing in pain on the ground. Don't forget that.
LO: Well, as security tries to get this situation underhand, let's shoot to the back and see if we can't find something or someone to detract from this unfortunate business...
KO: What we are seeing is Danny sucking up trying to get more than just a Tag from Leela.
LO: You don't know that.
KO: I know below all of that good boy exterior he is still a man
Right then a loud crack echoes through the Arena with the cheers quickly turning to a chorus of boos. Poe Sauer has tackled Leela to the ground holding her there with sadistic glee as a split second later NovaCaine makes contact with Danny's already injured ribs with a steel chair.
BOOOOOOO!!!
LO: Damn him, the match is over!!
KO: *laughing* Time to take Mister Rizzo to the woodshed.
Nova spins the chair in his hands so that he is holding it by the legs further down and uses the top edge of it to drive the steel into Danny's ribs over and over. The Referee Santiago attemps to break it up but is pie-faced to the floor by Nova, who continues to try to break Danny's ribs.
LO: We need some help out here!!
KO: Damn this takes me back to being in the ring and breaking not just someone's spirit but their body too..
Security finally rushes to ringside with Nova backing away with a smirk. "It's never over with me Kid...NEVER!!" Poe releases Leela, who quickly scrambles to Danny's side as the devious duo of Poe Sauer and NovaCaine make their way to the back under a hail of thunderous boo.
LO: This is far from over with Danny Rizzo, Leela Watts and those sick freaks NovaCaine and Poe Sauer!
KO: That might be true, but for now we see who is standing tall and who is writhing in pain on the ground. Don't forget that.
LO: Well, as security tries to get this situation underhand, let's shoot to the back and see if we can't find something or someone to detract from this unfortunate business...
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'Neo Tokyo' by Scandroid hits over the PA system with it's techno sound as the lights go dim, and different colored strobes go off around the arena. Mist rises from the stage, and then a stream of pyro that looks like sparks from a welding project shoot into the sky. From beneath the stage a platform rises, and standing at it's center, back to back, stands Brooklyn Light and Iota Psi! Brooklyn wears a red leather jacket decorated with chains, and on her right hand is a glove with matching studs across the knuckles. Psi on the other hand has what appears to be a cybernetic left arm, and a right leg to match. Both women have on shades that pulse with the beat of the song. Immediately the entrance resonates with the fans that come to their feet with cheers, and the two women play up to the ovation by pushing their glasses up over their heads, and making their way down the ramp.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, weighting in at a combined weight of 245 pounds and hailing from the year 2020....This is Brooklyn Light....Iota Psi.....NEO TOKYOOOOO!!!!
When they reach ringside, Brooklyn hops up onto the apron for flash photography as Psi marches up the steps and slips into the ring. Brooklyn soon joins her, and both step to the center of the ring where Light drops down with her hands out at her side, and Psi raises her robotic fist skyward. Both women look up as the strobe lights stop, and one single beam shines down to illuminate the two beauties in the ring.
LO: Well, it would appear that these two ladies have put their issues aside and are back on the same wavelength...
KO: Looks can be deceiving, Laur. I think we'll find out how civil this all turns out when #Trendsetters gets out here..
The clapping beginning of ''Shooting Stars" by Bag Raiders hit's over the PA System, and the lights around the stage start flashing along with the beat of the song. The fans all come to their feet and clap with the rhythm just as Vannah White rushes out onto stage, pausing at the top of the ramp to soak in the cheers from her adoring audience. She flashes her trademark smile, and walks halfway down the ramp before coming to a stop just as her music fades out and the opening riffs of 'Survival' by Eminem hit's over the PA System, and the fans turn from Vannah to the stage that flashes a bright light just as the lyrics kick in. When the lights go down Dakota is standing center stage, staring up at her one hand pointing skyward. Her head slowly tilts down to her partner along with the finger until she's pointing right at her. A grin comes over her face as the fans send a wave of cheers her way as she starts down the ramp. Upon reaching Vannah, the two share a hug, which sends the male fans wild, and the two slaps hands as they continue down to ringside.
Ring Announcer: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 240 pounds, they are DAKOTA JENNINNNGGGSSS.....VANNAH WHIITTTEEE.....THE HASHTAG TRENDSETTERSSS!!!
Vannah continues slapping hands with fans as Dakota breaks away and leaps up onto the apron, and swings herself into the ring. Vannah eventually makes it to the steps and climbs them, slipping between the ropes to join her partner. They point to opposite corners, and the two take them by leaping to the second, and watching the crowd go wild as Dakota points to the sky and roars, and Vannah flashes her grin, and waves out to the fans that hold up signs just for her.
LO: I don't know Ken, they are all in the ring at the same time now, and even Dakota seems to be in better spirits. Maybe we've finally seen a reconciliation here!
KO: Bell hasn't rung yet. Just wait...
'Scandroid' by Salvation Code fills the arena, the lights around the stage pulsing blindingly fast when the first robotic voice kicks in. Pyro suddenly flashes, and out of the smoke slinks Brennan Devlin, his head held high in confidence, a cocky grin on his face as he stops at the top of the stage. He runs his fingers down his chest, and then flashes his hands out to his sides soaking in the boo's he receives. Brennan holds a finger up with a 'whoops' expression on his face, and he trots back over to the curtain and pulls out a box. As he starts down to the ring, he starts flinging t-shirts out into the waiting arms of the eager crowd.
Ring Announcer: And introducing their opponents, standing at six foot one and weighting in at 230 pounds...hailing from San Andreas, California....'THE FACE OF WRESTLING' BRENNAN DEVLINNNN!!!
Brennan continues tossing out T-shirts until he only has one left, and after discarding the box, he slips the T-shirt on.
The fans actually howl with laughter, none louder than Kenneth Othello, as Laurence watches his broadcast partner in disgust. With a huge grin, Brennan hops up onto the apron and swings into the ring, stepping up to the second turnbuckle of the nearest corner so he can display his new shirt.
LO: This is absolutely disgusting!
KO: This is freakin' fantastic!
For a moment the commotion is drowned out by the opening beats of 'Lifted' by CL hit over the PA, and Cosmo Cooper steps out onto the stage, staring down at his tag partner in the ring whose still on the second turnbuckle, now displaying the shirt right at Cooper. The Apex Champion puts his hands on his hips and stares down at the ramp for a moment, his jaw tightening and the grating of his partner against his nerves starting to show. Finally, he looks up and shrugs, and starts down to the ring, absentmindedly slapping the hands of fans randomly.
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 walking right past Devlin, who stands there expectantly with a grin still spread over his face. Cosmo steps up to the same second turnbuckle his partner had used, and unstraps the Apex Championship from around his waist, thrusting it into the air with one hand. The fans cheer loudly, despite the snickers, and Cosmo drops down to hand the championship off to the referee and slip through the ropes, indicating that Brennan can start.
LO: I can't believe that Cooper is able to keep his cool around this guy. I mean, if it were me, I'd have already punched him out!
KO: Ahh, The Coop Man can take a joke. Besides, this little team of theirs has done pretty good so far, so why complicate it with jealousy.
LO: Jealousy? You can't be serious? HE'S THE APEX CHAMPION!
KO: Yeah, but even so, Brennan has managed to not only stick to the guy like glue, and in the end has this crowd rolling at the guy carrying the belt. So who really has the upper hand?
LO: Whatever....Iota Psi is going to start things out for her team, while the #Trendsetters step out to the apron.
Iota and Devlin begin to circle, but when the two move in to lock up, Psi quickly sidesteps and ends up behind Brennan, and when he turns around she peppers him with two left jabs that catch him by surprise. She take a few steps back to create separation, and Devlin reaches up to touch his jaw where he got popped which actually brings a smile to Cooper's face. He runs his tongue over his teeth and nods, the two beginning to circle a second time. Again they go to lock up, and again Psi is too fast and Devlin gets his jaw jacked with two more jabs. Devlin, stalks back and forth on his edge of the ring, shaking his head as the fans howl and Cooper can't hide a chuckle, which brings Devlin over to their corner where he asks if Cosmo wants in the ring. Cosmo holds his hands up innocently, and Devlin shrugs it off, turning his attention back to Psi who remains focused.
LO: Iota Psi has thrown Devlin off his game here in the early going, and now they circle for a third time to try and lock up...
KO: She better quit playing, cause if she sets Brennan off, I guarantee he has no problem bending the rules to make sure she feels the pain.
The two move in on one another again, but instead of trying to slip behind, Psi baseball slides right between Devlin's legs. He spins around and is further surprised when he's taken to the mat with a deep judo like armdrag, and he pops up only to be sent back down to the mat with another. As Devlin rises once more, Psi is on him, getting a running go before leaping up and driving a bionic elbow right down into the top of his skull. Devlin back peddles for the ropes, and Psi meets him there by taking his wrist, and shooting him off to the other side. Devlin, last minute, reverses, and it's Psi who rebounds off the ropes. He moves out to catch her in the center of the ring with a lariat, but she ducks it, continuing through to rebound again. He moves in for a back elbow, but she's able to get under it, following through to get one more spring off the ropes. On her way back this time he ducks his head, and Psi rolls right over his back to land safely on the other side. Devlin spins around and walks right into a pele kick from Iota that sends him stumbling back into the ropes, and when he bounces back she's there to meet him with a hip toss that takes him hard to the mat.
LO: Iota Psi has completely unraveled Brennan Devlin, who rolls quickly towards the apron and to the outside...and...aw, look at that. He's having a meltdown!
KO: Be respectful, Laurence! He is The Face of Wrestling!
Devlin slaps the mat several times, and kicks at the ring apron as he puts both hands on his hips and stalks around ringside. The fans jeer him, and he pauses to talk smack to them, before turning his attention back to the ring. Cosmo Cooper finds the entire thing comical, which seems to set Brennan off, so when he gets back into the ring he stalks over and slaps Cosmo on the chest for the tag. He indicates the ring in a sarcastic tone, and Cosmo shrugs and steps out to face Iota. The two begin to circle and move in for a tie up, but again, the speed of Psi becomes a factor as she slips right under Cosmo's grasp to come behind him and hook him in a waistlock. She brings her boot up and places into the back of his knee, and pushes forward forcing him down to one knee and then locks on a headlock.
LO: Iota Psi cranking the Apex Champion's skull between her arm and body, but he's already forcing his way back to his feet....wraps his arms around her and lifts her for a side suplex....BUT SHE KICKS HER FEET AND TAKES HIM DOWN INTO A HEADLOCK TAKEOVER!
KO: Are you kidding me right now?
Cosmo finds himself being ground down by the much smaller Psi, and he plants a fist into the mat as he forces them back up to their feet one more time. This time, instead of a suplex, he simply pushes her towards the ropes where he shoots her off to force the break. Psi rebounds and careens back at Cosmo, who switches his stance and catches her from the side into a tilt-a-whirl that sees her flip him to the mat in a headscissors takeover. Cosmo comes up quickly, but Iota's already there, leaping up to land on her boots on either of his thighs, and then rolls backwards, sending him back to the mat in a monkey flip. Both come up to their feet at about the same time, and Cosmo goes for a clothesline that Psi ducks, and when he turns around he's sent hurtling into Neo Tokyo's corner by a falling front drop kick.
LO: Iota Psi is cooking here as she rushes in on Cosmo and walks right up the bottom and second rope to deliver a high knee right under his jaw, and makes the tag to Brooklyn Light at the same time!
KO: Light into the ring, and both women move him out onto the ropes and manage to shoot him off....Cosmo returning and Brooklyn Light is there to bury a knee in his gut to double him over, and HERE COMES IOTA PSI WITH A SCISSOR KICK DOWN ACROSS THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!
LO: Psi quick to slide out of the ring, and here goes Brooklyn for a cover!
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LO: Cooper out at two, and now Brooklyn pulling the champion up to his feet and laying in some vicious forearm shots into his jaw to drive him back into the neutral corner. OH! SPINNING BACK ELBOW ROCKED HIM RIGHT IN THE JAW!
Cooper slumps a bit against the turnbuckles, giving Light plenty of room to step up onto the second ropes and start hammering right hands down into his forehead. The crowd start to count along with her and they get all the way to six, before Cosmo lifts her off the ropes, and then sits out swiftly driving her face down into the top turnbuckle for a snake-eyes! Brooklyn stumbles out of the corner holding her jaw, and Cosmo reaches up to grip the top rope and pull himself up to his feet. When she turns around, he explodes out of the corner with a lariat that sends her into a spinning flip before crashing to the mat on her front.
KO: GOD ALMIGHTY! Cooper just took Light's head off with that lariat, and is now catching his breath for a minute to shake the cobwebs...
LO: Now the Apex Champion helping Light up to her feet, hooks her around the waist and RELEASE BELLY TO BELLY SENDS HER SKIDDING ACROSS THE MAT RIGHT INTO THE CORNER OF #TRENDSETTERS!
Light clutches at her back as she gets to her hands and knee's, just close enough for Dakota Jennings to tap her on the shoulder for the tag! Jennings comes into the ring while keeping an eye on Cooper, and she nods her head, beckoning the Apex Champion to come get some. Cooper's eyes narrow as the two begin to circle, and they move in for a lock up that sees him drive a knee into her gut to cut her off. An elbow down across the back of Kota's neck sends her down to one knee, and he takes a step back before firing a boot square into her temple that sends her snapping down to the mat. He moves back in and drops an elbow, but finds nothing but mat as Dakota rolls out of the way. Both come up to their feet quickly, and Dakota rushes right for him as he lowers his head and sends her up into a high back body drop. Dakota ends up flipping so high that she's able to land on her feet behind him, and when Cosmo turns around he's surprised by a running spin wheel kick to the face that sends him crashing to the mat.
LO: Dakota Jennings is fired up as she slips over and hooks the leg for the cover...
KO: Only a one count there, and she's already back up and zeroing in on her next move...
Cooper comes up to his knees and is rocked by the first shin kick to his chest, but it's the rapid fire kicks that follow that really send him bobbing back and forth. The crowd count along with the boots, and when they reach ten, Dakota cocks her right foot back, and fires it like a shotgun right for Cooper's skull. Unfortunately for her the Apex Champion ducks it, and her foot sails harmlessly over his head spinning her around. He hops up to his feet, hooks her around the waist, and thunders her to the mat with a Snap German Suplex into a bridge.
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LO: Kick Out, and now Cooper is massaging his chest after those kicks and just stepped over to Devlin for a tag....and what the hell is Brennan doing?
KO: He's having a conversation with the fans at ringside. What an ambassador!
LO: He needs to be paying attention to this match, cause Cooper just slapped him on the back of the head to make a tag!
Devlin snaps around and spits fire at Cooper, who steps out onto the ring apron and tells him to 'Get the fuck in there'. Brennan stares balefully at Cooper for a second, but then chuckles and slips into the ring with a shrug. He turns around just in time to see Vannah White, who was tagged in during their exchange, come rushing right for him with a pair of double knee's that takes him off his feet while she rides him down all the way to the mat. She pops up while Devlin clutches his chest, and she delivers a standing moonsault to crush him further into the mat while hooking his leg for a cover.
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LO: THREe-NO! Devlin able to roll the shoulder at the last second, and this is the second time he's been taken completely off his game by the opposing teams!
KO: He's just warming up, and Cooper keeps on distracting him! Keep in mind, this match is important for head space going into the PPV, but these three teams are already in the Main Event. They already have their shot at the Chimera Tag Straps.
LO: What's your point?
KO: I'm just saying, these two don't like each other. Maybe Cooper is purposefully trying to push Brennan's buttons for payback.
LO: That would be sort of counter productive to winning the championship if Devlin were to get hurt somehow in this match, but whatever their motivations, it's clear that they don't get along.
As the debate continues, Vannah pulls Devlin up to his feet and drags him over to her corner, tagging in Dakota. Jennings comes in and the two women shoot Devlin off the ropes only to catch him with double back elbows that thunder him down to the mat, followed by front flip leg drop by Vannah and a jumping splash by Jennings, all in stereo. Vannah quickly exits the ring while Dakota hooks the leg for a cover.
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LO: THREe-KICK OUT! Devlin again just barely getting out, and do you notice that Cooper hasn't once tried to intervene in these covers?
KO: It all just leads to my point, Laur. He's trying to sabotage the whole thing!
Dakota steps over to a neutral corner and out onto the apron, and then begins the climb to the top rope. Devlin gets on wobbly feet just as she reaches her perch and when he turns in her direction she dives off with a missle drop kick aimed right for him. What no one saw coming was his response, which was a High Standing Dropkick of his own that takes her right out of the air to crash unceremoniously to the canvas. Devlin begins a slow crawl over to the ropes to get himself vertical, but it's a bit too close to Neo Tokyo's corner, as Iota Psi slaps him on the shoulder for a tag. Devlin turns around in surprise just as Iota Psi rushes right past him, catching Dakota Jennings with a low running knee as she tries to get back to her feet.
LO: Neo Tokyo back in this match, and this is the first bit of action we've seen between these two teams since Blitz#10 when Iota Psi and Vannah White walked out on their partners due to their inability to keep their anger in check...
KO: I don't know why these chicks have such a problem with aggression in what is inherently a sport all about violence.
LO: I don't think that they were disputing that, Ken, just have a particular way of going about it. You don't have to bend the rules or try and maim your opponent in order to earn victory. All you're really looking for are those three seconds that can define your future, depending on which end of those seconds your on.
KO: Look at this guy....a philosopher. This ain't ballet! I say crack the guy over the skull as many times as it takes to keep him on the mat, case closed!
Iota pulls Dakota up off the mat and locks her into a rear naked choke, but Jennings is already moving them both back up to her feet. Instead of finding an escape, Kota digs into the mat with her feet and starts driving Psi back until she crushes her between her body and her corner's turnbuckles. Vannah easily reaches over Psi to tag her partner on the shoulder, and as Iota releases Dakota so she can get out of the way, Vannah buries her shoulder into the woman's abdomen. Jennings steps back out onto the apron as Vannah takes Psi by the wrist, and whips her hard to the opposite side. Psi strikes the turnbuckles hard, which causes her to stumble back out towards the center of the ring, and Vannah comes barreling right for her to nail her with a high cross body that slams her to the mat. She hooks the leg for a cover.
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LO: THRE-NO! Iota able to kick out at two and a half, and Vannah is already moving her up to her feet, slips behind her into a waistlock, and then reaches up and grabs her just under the chin.....BACK CRACKER...ROLLED INTO A CAMEL CLUTCH!
KO: HASH TAG!!
LO: Iota Psi is caught right in the middle of the ring with no where to go, and Vannah is rocked back about as far as she can, just cranking Psi's neck! OH! BROOKLYN LIGHT IN WITH A BOOT TO THE BACK OF VANNAH'S HEAD TO BREAK IT UP!
KO: Yeah, but now Dakota Jennings just came in and shoved her away! Oh yeah, all them niceties are about to breakdown all over again!
Dakota and Brooklyn get right in one another's faces as Vannah gets herself to her feet and steps to get in between them, but the two women give a slight smile to one another before she gets the chance, and suddenly change directions, rushing right over to Devlin and Coopers corner and nail both men with running dropkicks that eject them from the ring apron and send them flying to the concrete floor with a thud. The crowd cheers as they catch a glimmer of teamwork that they saw on the last show when they were forced to work together, but when the women come up from their dropkicks, they are now right back in each others face. Again, Vannah moves to intercede as Santiago flips out trying to get the women out of the ring, when Iota Psi manages to sit up, run her arm between Vannah's legs, and drags her back into a schoolboy pin.
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LO: THRE-Vannah able to kick out, but in the meantime Dakota had tried to intervene, but Light was able to grab hold of her and stop it, and now these two women are hammering away at one another with vigor!
KO: I told you, Laur! You can't change a leopards spots, and no matter how well they performed last show, these two women have it in for one another!
Fists fly as they are traded between the two ladies who work their way to the center of the ropes, neither giving an inch. That's why when Iota Psi and Vannah White come barreling in to the aide of their respective partners they are both taken completely unaware as Vannah clotheslines Brooklyn and Iota clotheslines Dakota, managing to send both women up and over the top rope to tumble to the floor below. Vannah and Iota look down at their fallen comrades in shock, and then turn to look to one another, realizing that they had both been in sync when it came to what they were trying to accomplish. That only lasts for a moment, however, as Iota moves in for a front kick to Vannah, who dodges out of the way. When Iota re-centers, Vannah catches her with a clothesline as well, sending her right up and over the rope the same as the other two. Only, Iota manages to grab the top rope as she goes, and as Vannah steps away to take in the cheering crowd, she skins the cat back into the ring behind her.
LO: White just turned to realize that getting rid of Iota Psi isn't going to be that easy, and now rushes right back at her for another clothesline....BUT IOTA DUCKS HER HEAD AND SENDS HER OVER WITH A BACK BODY DROP INSTEAD!
KO: Awww Son! Vannah was able to grab the top rope as well, and she twisted to land safely on the ring apron, and now it's Iota's turn to look a little surprised....she's moving in to follow up, BUT VANNAH JUST GOT YANKED OFF THE CANVAS BY DEVLIN AND COOPER, AND SHE BANGS HER FACE OFF THE APRON ON THE WAY DOWN!
Devlin and Cooper, in a rare moment of working together, yank Vannah up to her feet and move to ram her spine first into the ring apron, when they are jumped from behind from the recovered Brooklyn Light and Dakota Jennings. The four competitors begin to brawl as Vannah holds herself up by use of the apron, and Iota Psi watches all of this from the center of the ring. She looks out at the crowd, who sensing what she is about to do, cheer wildly. She stalks right over to the closest corner and starts to climb the turnbuckles until she's perched on the top rope. She lets out a battle cry that draws the other five's attention, and they look up just in time to see her come sailing off into a front rolling senton that is like a cannonball that takes everyone out, including herself.
LO: MY GOD! IOTA PSI WITH AERIAL SUICIDE JUST TOOK OUT THE ENTIRE MATCH!
KO: Yeah, and Santiago is just standing up in the ring with the 'Home Alone' face...
The six superstars remain down for a few moments before Iota begins to stir, and starts moving to her feet. She holds her lower back as she does, but rises to wild cheers from the fans, and she gives a resilient nod just before shes grabbed from behind by Cosmo Cooper who sends her back into the ring. She rolls up to her feet as he hops up onto the ring apron, and spins to face him just as he grabs the top rope and launches himself over and nails her with a torpedo headbutt. Skulls crack together and Iota crashes to the mat along with Cooper, who grabs at his forehead before moving in to hook her leg for a pin.
LO: Santiago looks confused cause he's pretty sure that they aren't the legal participants, but a scathing word from Cooper just jogged him into motion....HE'S GOING TO MAKE THE COUNT!
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2...
KO: NO! VANNAH WHITE LAUNCHES HERSELF INTO THE RING TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
LO: Cooper getting to his feet, and he looks pissed...and Vannah just rushed past him, springboards off the second, and catches him with an armdrag that takes him back to the canvas!
KO: She retains hold of the arm and floats over him which forces him onto his stomach, and then hooks the other arm as she floats back over...HE'S ON HIS SHOULDERS, AND SHE JUST REACHED UP AND GRABBED HIS OTHER LEG! THAT'S A PIN!
LO: THAT'S THE WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE!!
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2...
KO: THREe-NO! DEVLIN IN TO BREAK UP THE PIN! Vannah coming up to her feet, and FACE OFF!!
LO: What the hell is happening here! Who is legal?
KO: I don't think it matters....Santiago is counting everything, and there's Devlin with the hook of the leg!
1...
2...
LO: THREe-NO! Dakota Jennings back in the ring with a basement dropkick that breaks up the pin, and now it's Devlin getting to his feet in frustration, and he turns around JUST IN TIME FOR KOTA TO SPRINGBOARD AND SPIN, CATCHING HIM WITH A HURRICANRANA THAT SPIKES HIS SKULL OFF THE MAT!
KO: IT CAME FROM SCOTTSDALE!!
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LO: THREe-MY GOD! BROOKLYN LIGHT WITH AN ELBOW OFF THE TOP ROPE OUT OF NOWHERE RIGHT DOWN ONTO JENNING'S BACK TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
KO: That crushed Devlin as well! He's clutching his guts as he rolls towards the edge of the ring, and Dakota looks like she might have been injured off that move as she slowly gets to her feet, and TURNS RIGHT INTO AN INVERTED RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP!
LO: FUTURE IMPERFECT!!! There's the pin!
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KO: THREe-NO! Cooper managed to get back to his feet and just punted Brooklyn off of Kota to break up the pin, and now he's yanking her up, and scoops her up onto his shoulder....HE'S GOING FOR THE CRATER MAKER!!
LO: Yeah, but Brooklyn kicking her legs for all she's worth and she just slipped down behind him, hooks him around the waist and runs him towards the ropes....his chest bounces off, but he's able to grab hold of the top rope as Brooklyn, who was going for a rolling pin is sent to the canvas without her prize. She rolls to her feet, but here comes Cooper with a SUPERMAN PUNCH, BUT BROOKLYN DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY!
KO: Cooper spins around and Brooklyn with a stiff knee lift cuts him off from any further reaction, and now she's just laying in repeated knee lifts that are driving him all the way back into the ropes...now she takes him by the wrist and whips him to the far side...
LO: Reversal, and now it's Brooklyn who's rebounding off the ropes, and here comes Cooper with a full head of steam....both competitors leave their feet, and DOUBLE CROSS BODY JUST CUTS BOTH OF THE IN HALF AND SENDS THEM CRASHING TO THE CANVAS!
KO: I believe that Brooklyn took the worst of that because of the size difference, but she may have inadvertently caught Cooper in his mommy-daddy button with her elbow when they clashed together.....either way....Everyone is down again, but this time inside the ring!
LO: I do not envy Diego Santiago here...as he looks like he's about to burst into tears at how bad this match has completely broken down. He's thinking about going for a 10 count, but doesn't even know who he's supposed to be counting down...
KO: Yeah, Caputo really needs to work with this guy about his calls because this is the kind of situation that could leave a guy like this with PTSD!
Santiago starts a count, and at six Cosmo Cooper begins to stir, slowly crawling towards Brooklyn Light. Just as he reaches eight, Cooper raises his arm high in the air and collapses with it draped across Brooklyn's body, halting the ten count, and starting a pin.
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LO: THRE-NO! Brooklyn kicks out, and now other members of the match are starting to stir....Iota Psi just pulled herself up by use of the ropes, BUT HERE COMES DEVLIN WHO JUST SENT HER SAILING UP AND OVER TE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
KO: Uh-Oh...he better turn around, cause Vannah White and Dakota Jennings just helped one another up....and they are poised behind him!
LO: Devlin turning back in their direction and...DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE SENDS HIM CRASHING TO THE MAT!
Devlin takes the lump, and quickly rolls for the edge of the ring as Dakota and Vannah turn their sights back to Brooklyn Light and Cosmo Cooper who are struggling to get to their feet. Santiago pleads with them to exit the ring, but both ladies give one another a nod before charging in that direction, Vannah going for Brooklyn while Dakota goes for Cosmo. Front Dropkicks in stereo send both competitors crashing to the mat, but they aren't down long, as #Trendsetters pull their prey up and push them into opposite corners. Jennings and White glance to make sure the other is in position, and then take Cosmo & Brooklyn by the wrists and send them hurtling towards one another. The two meet in the center of the ring, but to everyone's surprise, instead of colliding like intended, they hook arms, spin on a dime, and then separate to charge right back at Vannah and Dakota taking their heads off with clotheslines.
LO: Interesting turn of events there, with Brooklyn and Cosmo using some teamwork even when they aren't teammates!
KO: I guess when you're getting your heads pounded in it's best to figure a way out together...
Dakota and Vannah both roll to the edge of the ring as Brooklyn and Cosmo turn to face one another once again. Suddenly Brennan Devlin appears behind Light from out of nowhere, runs past her and leaps while hooking her around the head in a devastating Diving Neckbreaker that drives her face down into the canvas!
LO: FACE OFF! And Cosmo Cooper looking on as Brennan rolls out of the ring and directs him to pin Light!
KO: What the hell is he waiting for, and why does he have that look of disdain on his face...
LO: Probably cause he doesn't want anything that this guy is selling!
Cosmo regards Devlin, who insistently tells him to make the pin, with a look of pure hatred as he steps over, and with a shake of his head, drops down for the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!
Cosmo comes up to his feet as Devlin re-enters the ring, a huge shit eating grin on his face, as he steps over and wraps his arms around Cooper in an exaggerated hug. Cooper shoves him back and spits at his feet before grabbing his Apex Championship from the referee and making his way to exit the ring.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match by pinfall....the team of BRENNAN DEVLIN AND COSMO COOPER....
Devlin rushes over to the edge of the ring where the ring announcer had just made her announcement, and yells something down to her, and then encourages her to say it. She looks a little reluctant, but at his urging, she finally relents.
Ring Announcer: Correction......the winners of this match by pinfall......TEAM GRANDMA'S BOYSSSS!!
Cosmo Cooper halts halfway up the ramp, and looks down at his feet with a sigh. The fans at ringside laughing don't help the situation as he slowly turns back to the ring where Devlin struts around, all the while looking right at him, throwing his hands out at his side as if to say, 'What?' Cooper takes a few steps in that direction and then pauses, shaking his head in frustration, and then spinning on his heel to continue his way up the ramp to the back. Devlin just laughs raucously, drawing boos from the crowd who were snickering just moments before.
LO: I'm telling you, next Sunday these two men are going to compete at Allegiance for the Chimera Tag Team Championships, and quite frankly, I think Brennan Devlin is doing his damnedest to ensure that they won't succeed.
KO: What are you talking about, Laur? I mean, it was Devlin who gave them the victory here tonight! He's just trying to find some cohesiveness here. I mean, he's come up with a gimmick, entrances, and even a tag name. What the hell has Cooper done other than be ungrateful?!?
LO: You've to be kidding me, right? Brennan Devlin is an extraordinary talent, but he's also a complete ass! You saw the clip last week and at the top of the show, and now this....
KO: Aww, he's just joking around. Jeez, you and Cosmo Cooper need to take a chill pill.
LO: IT WAS HIS GRANDMOTHER KENNETH! HIS GRANDMOTHER!
KO: *chuckles* Yeah, that's what makes it so funny....
Laurence Othello lowers his head with a sigh as Devlin continues to ham it up in front of the South Korea crowd before eventually heading to the back himself. The camera shifts from the ring to commercial.
Santiago starts a count, and at six Cosmo Cooper begins to stir, slowly crawling towards Brooklyn Light. Just as he reaches eight, Cooper raises his arm high in the air and collapses with it draped across Brooklyn's body, halting the ten count, and starting a pin.
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LO: THRE-NO! Brooklyn kicks out, and now other members of the match are starting to stir....Iota Psi just pulled herself up by use of the ropes, BUT HERE COMES DEVLIN WHO JUST SENT HER SAILING UP AND OVER TE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
KO: Uh-Oh...he better turn around, cause Vannah White and Dakota Jennings just helped one another up....and they are poised behind him!
LO: Devlin turning back in their direction and...DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE SENDS HIM CRASHING TO THE MAT!
Devlin takes the lump, and quickly rolls for the edge of the ring as Dakota and Vannah turn their sights back to Brooklyn Light and Cosmo Cooper who are struggling to get to their feet. Santiago pleads with them to exit the ring, but both ladies give one another a nod before charging in that direction, Vannah going for Brooklyn while Dakota goes for Cosmo. Front Dropkicks in stereo send both competitors crashing to the mat, but they aren't down long, as #Trendsetters pull their prey up and push them into opposite corners. Jennings and White glance to make sure the other is in position, and then take Cosmo & Brooklyn by the wrists and send them hurtling towards one another. The two meet in the center of the ring, but to everyone's surprise, instead of colliding like intended, they hook arms, spin on a dime, and then separate to charge right back at Vannah and Dakota taking their heads off with clotheslines.
LO: Interesting turn of events there, with Brooklyn and Cosmo using some teamwork even when they aren't teammates!
KO: I guess when you're getting your heads pounded in it's best to figure a way out together...
Dakota and Vannah both roll to the edge of the ring as Brooklyn and Cosmo turn to face one another once again. Suddenly Brennan Devlin appears behind Light from out of nowhere, runs past her and leaps while hooking her around the head in a devastating Diving Neckbreaker that drives her face down into the canvas!
LO: FACE OFF! And Cosmo Cooper looking on as Brennan rolls out of the ring and directs him to pin Light!
KO: What the hell is he waiting for, and why does he have that look of disdain on his face...
LO: Probably cause he doesn't want anything that this guy is selling!
Cosmo regards Devlin, who insistently tells him to make the pin, with a look of pure hatred as he steps over, and with a shake of his head, drops down for the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!
Cosmo comes up to his feet as Devlin re-enters the ring, a huge shit eating grin on his face, as he steps over and wraps his arms around Cooper in an exaggerated hug. Cooper shoves him back and spits at his feet before grabbing his Apex Championship from the referee and making his way to exit the ring.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match by pinfall....the team of BRENNAN DEVLIN AND COSMO COOPER....
Devlin rushes over to the edge of the ring where the ring announcer had just made her announcement, and yells something down to her, and then encourages her to say it. She looks a little reluctant, but at his urging, she finally relents.
Ring Announcer: Correction......the winners of this match by pinfall......TEAM GRANDMA'S BOYSSSS!!
Cosmo Cooper halts halfway up the ramp, and looks down at his feet with a sigh. The fans at ringside laughing don't help the situation as he slowly turns back to the ring where Devlin struts around, all the while looking right at him, throwing his hands out at his side as if to say, 'What?' Cooper takes a few steps in that direction and then pauses, shaking his head in frustration, and then spinning on his heel to continue his way up the ramp to the back. Devlin just laughs raucously, drawing boos from the crowd who were snickering just moments before.
LO: I'm telling you, next Sunday these two men are going to compete at Allegiance for the Chimera Tag Team Championships, and quite frankly, I think Brennan Devlin is doing his damnedest to ensure that they won't succeed.
KO: What are you talking about, Laur? I mean, it was Devlin who gave them the victory here tonight! He's just trying to find some cohesiveness here. I mean, he's come up with a gimmick, entrances, and even a tag name. What the hell has Cooper done other than be ungrateful?!?
LO: You've to be kidding me, right? Brennan Devlin is an extraordinary talent, but he's also a complete ass! You saw the clip last week and at the top of the show, and now this....
KO: Aww, he's just joking around. Jeez, you and Cosmo Cooper need to take a chill pill.
LO: IT WAS HIS GRANDMOTHER KENNETH! HIS GRANDMOTHER!
KO: *chuckles* Yeah, that's what makes it so funny....
Laurence Othello lowers his head with a sigh as Devlin continues to ham it up in front of the South Korea crowd before eventually heading to the back himself. The camera shifts from the ring to commercial.
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Glass breaks. Wicked awesome guitar music plays. You know this song, but from where??
LO: Here we go, fans. The Toxic Rattlesnake himself Brad Stokes is in the building.
Cameras are static on the ramp awaiting the arrival of why the hell did they give him the name the Toxic Rattlesnake? I don’t know. But the wicked awesome, strangely familiar music plays for a minute.
LO: Fans are on their feet. The Toxic Rattlesnake is here!
Nothing is happening. The awesome music keeps playing.
KO: Uh… where is he?
LO: Hold on, fans. I’m getting word… yes… lets go backstage. Apparently Brad Stokes is just arriving now.
So we do. Cut backstage, that is, to a swagger-ridden Brad Stokes walking through the underground parking garage. This strangely familiar, generic but-still-awesome music keeps playing as Brad Stokes walks with an unmatchable intensity. His leather jacket is now cut sleeveless, he’s wearing a pair of cut-off jean shorts and a leg brace for some reason, and he’s got a couple cans of beer and he keeps sniffing like he’s high on cocaine, (he is). He’s also got on an awesome skull t-shirt that reads: Brad Stokes 3:16 says I just Stokesed All Over Your Ass. And Damn he looks intense--oh. Wait. He stops and is puking behind a dumpster.
An awkward production assistant goes to assist Brad and get him back on his way to the scheduled appearance.
Crew Member: Mister Stokes, I--
Brad pushes him away, kicks him in the stomach and hits the poor guy with a stunner.
Craft services guy offering Brad a carrot? So long, guy, another stunner. Brad’s on a rampage. Another ring crew member stands in his way.
Crew Guy: Mister Stokes, you’re late for--
BLAM another stunner. He keeps swaggering his way into the backstage area. Crew are telling him to get to the ring but Brad mumbles something about needing to get ‘crunk’ and stunners them all and then he kicks his way into a miscellaneous locker room, presumably for a place to get said ‘crunk’. And that’s where he sobers up, struck in the doorway by what he sees.
It’s Zack Fantana and all the people Zack assumes are good friends of Brad.
Brad Stokes: W-what’s going on?
Zack Fantana: Oh, this?
Zack gestures towards all of the glum folks sitting in a semi-circle of chairs facing the doorway.
Zack Fantana: This is a very special episode of Where There’s Stokes, There’s Fire, Brad.
Brad Stokes: What does tha--
Zack wags his finger as he stands up.
Zack Fantana: Hold that thought, Brad. I’ve seen these segments before and I don’t think we can take the risk. Not tonight.
Zack quickly checks under his chair and pulls a cardboard box from underneath it before approaching Bradley. Following Zack’s lead, all of the people in the room stand up for moral support. Only now did Brad notice that the room’s walls were padded like those in a psychiatric hospital and, stranger still, Zack had opened the box and was holding a protective helmet in his hands. As Zack affixes a protective helmet to Brad’s head, Brad begins to stir uncomfortably.
Zack Fantana: Not yet.
Zack carefully and gently snaps the strap under Brad’s chin and then backs away slowly.
Zack Fantana: And now we can resume. Brad, this is an intervention.
Unsure, Brad looks around the room at all the unfamiliar faces.
Brad Stokes: I’ll stunner all you mother--
Zack Fantana: Don’t look at them, Brad!
Woozy and bleary eyed, Brad’s eyes are back on Zack.
Zack Fantana: It’s not about them. Think of them like the seat fillers at the Emmys. It’s more about what they represent, and that’s family, Brad -- family that I couldn’t afford to fly out to South Korea on my own dime. Family that cares about your future.
Brad stayed looking like a deer in the headlights, uncertain of everything he believed to be true about the world.
Zack Fantana: I know I do, because, Brad, I recently caught wind that your performance review is coming up, and I shudder to think what the office is going to say when they look at you.
While Brad struggles to spit out a coherent verbal response, he gestures toward himself in a way that might ask “Who, me?”
Zack Fantana: Yes, Brad, you. What do you expect to happen at your review? I hate to be the one to tell you this, Brad, but you’re woefully inept at your job, and you seem to find a way to get injured at every show, despite being in a non-physical role.
Zack had apparently not witnessed Bradley’s entrance tonight.
Zack Fantana: Your liability insurance must be through the roof.
Fantana grabs Brad by the shoulders, noticing his bare arms.
Zack Fantana: Oh Brad, what happened? This jacket used to be your pride and joy. You were more proud of it than any one of your seven illegitimate children.
Zack’s voice had raised at the end, unsure of the correct number, though it was unlikely that Brad would have been able to correct him, even if he were sober.
Zack Fantana: You’ve got problems, Brad. You’re strangely injury prone for an interviewer, you’re unfamiliar with any of the talent except, well, me -- but perhaps more importantly, you’re addicted to some pretty hard drugs.
Brad Stokes: Maybe the problem isn’t me, Zack. Maybe the problem is--
Zack cuts him off.
Zack Fantana: You unironically used “What Does The Fox Say” as your theme song on the last episode of Blitz, Brad.
Brad blinks confusedly behind the visor of his helmet.
Brad Stokes: You’re trying to confuse me. It won’t work!
Zack shrugs as if that was the final piece of damning evidence of Brad’s problem. And it was. Everyone attending the intervention agreed.
Zack Fantana: Look, I know it’s going to be hard. I’ve seen what addiction can do to a person like Bobby or Jessie Spano, but you’ve got to try, man. You’ve got a reputation. You’re respected here and you can’t throw that all away.
A few of the people in the semi-circle in VPW apparel shook their heads in disagreement.
Zack Fantana: Brad, babe, you’re Valor Pro’s star interviewer. We all know that Burlingame hasn’t got shit on you. You’re the pro here. It’s time you start acting like it.
Brad’s breathing is growing more and more tense, his eyes darting around him at the semi-circle of people Brad’s struggling to recognize.
Brad Stokes: You don’t think I know your tricks, Vrillon?!
Brad’s voice is raising. Zack frowns.
Zack Fantana: Vrillon?
Brad Stokes: You replicants from the Nth dimension will never take me alive! This intervention bit is exactly what happened to Bryan Williams!
Zack’s confused increases.
Brad Stokes: The news anchor not the wrestler dammit!
Everyone in the room looks increasingly concerned for Brad’s mental health.
Brad Stokes: Quit looking at me! You’ll never take me alive, SCUM!
It happens so fast the semi-circle of faces seems frozen with a wince as Brad moves at Zack, quick as a cat, and delivers a swift kick to Zack’s midsection and turns to give him that now infamous Brad Stokes stunner, BUT Zack pushes him away at the last second. The impromptu audience is shocked at the stunning reversal
Brad is clearly no match for Zack’s athleticism, and thus cannot possibly stop what happens next. Zack grabs Brad around the shoulders and… hugs him, whispering “It’s gonna be okay” softly into his ear. Brad erupts into tears almost instantaneously, nearly collapsing into Zack ready to unload years of trauma.
Brad Stokes: Why didn’t my dad love me, man.
Brad sobs. It should be a question, it isn’t. Zack looks awkwardly at the camera giving an uncomfortable nod to the camera to get out of here as he buddy pats the man who's embraced him twice tentatively on the shoulder blade.
LO: Here we go, fans. The Toxic Rattlesnake himself Brad Stokes is in the building.
Cameras are static on the ramp awaiting the arrival of why the hell did they give him the name the Toxic Rattlesnake? I don’t know. But the wicked awesome, strangely familiar music plays for a minute.
LO: Fans are on their feet. The Toxic Rattlesnake is here!
Nothing is happening. The awesome music keeps playing.
KO: Uh… where is he?
LO: Hold on, fans. I’m getting word… yes… lets go backstage. Apparently Brad Stokes is just arriving now.
So we do. Cut backstage, that is, to a swagger-ridden Brad Stokes walking through the underground parking garage. This strangely familiar, generic but-still-awesome music keeps playing as Brad Stokes walks with an unmatchable intensity. His leather jacket is now cut sleeveless, he’s wearing a pair of cut-off jean shorts and a leg brace for some reason, and he’s got a couple cans of beer and he keeps sniffing like he’s high on cocaine, (he is). He’s also got on an awesome skull t-shirt that reads: Brad Stokes 3:16 says I just Stokesed All Over Your Ass. And Damn he looks intense--oh. Wait. He stops and is puking behind a dumpster.
An awkward production assistant goes to assist Brad and get him back on his way to the scheduled appearance.
Crew Member: Mister Stokes, I--
Brad pushes him away, kicks him in the stomach and hits the poor guy with a stunner.
Craft services guy offering Brad a carrot? So long, guy, another stunner. Brad’s on a rampage. Another ring crew member stands in his way.
Crew Guy: Mister Stokes, you’re late for--
BLAM another stunner. He keeps swaggering his way into the backstage area. Crew are telling him to get to the ring but Brad mumbles something about needing to get ‘crunk’ and stunners them all and then he kicks his way into a miscellaneous locker room, presumably for a place to get said ‘crunk’. And that’s where he sobers up, struck in the doorway by what he sees.
It’s Zack Fantana and all the people Zack assumes are good friends of Brad.
Brad Stokes: W-what’s going on?
Zack Fantana: Oh, this?
Zack gestures towards all of the glum folks sitting in a semi-circle of chairs facing the doorway.
Zack Fantana: This is a very special episode of Where There’s Stokes, There’s Fire, Brad.
Brad Stokes: What does tha--
Zack wags his finger as he stands up.
Zack Fantana: Hold that thought, Brad. I’ve seen these segments before and I don’t think we can take the risk. Not tonight.
Zack quickly checks under his chair and pulls a cardboard box from underneath it before approaching Bradley. Following Zack’s lead, all of the people in the room stand up for moral support. Only now did Brad notice that the room’s walls were padded like those in a psychiatric hospital and, stranger still, Zack had opened the box and was holding a protective helmet in his hands. As Zack affixes a protective helmet to Brad’s head, Brad begins to stir uncomfortably.
Zack Fantana: Not yet.
Zack carefully and gently snaps the strap under Brad’s chin and then backs away slowly.
Zack Fantana: And now we can resume. Brad, this is an intervention.
Unsure, Brad looks around the room at all the unfamiliar faces.
Brad Stokes: I’ll stunner all you mother--
Zack Fantana: Don’t look at them, Brad!
Woozy and bleary eyed, Brad’s eyes are back on Zack.
Zack Fantana: It’s not about them. Think of them like the seat fillers at the Emmys. It’s more about what they represent, and that’s family, Brad -- family that I couldn’t afford to fly out to South Korea on my own dime. Family that cares about your future.
Brad stayed looking like a deer in the headlights, uncertain of everything he believed to be true about the world.
Zack Fantana: I know I do, because, Brad, I recently caught wind that your performance review is coming up, and I shudder to think what the office is going to say when they look at you.
While Brad struggles to spit out a coherent verbal response, he gestures toward himself in a way that might ask “Who, me?”
Zack Fantana: Yes, Brad, you. What do you expect to happen at your review? I hate to be the one to tell you this, Brad, but you’re woefully inept at your job, and you seem to find a way to get injured at every show, despite being in a non-physical role.
Zack had apparently not witnessed Bradley’s entrance tonight.
Zack Fantana: Your liability insurance must be through the roof.
Fantana grabs Brad by the shoulders, noticing his bare arms.
Zack Fantana: Oh Brad, what happened? This jacket used to be your pride and joy. You were more proud of it than any one of your seven illegitimate children.
Zack’s voice had raised at the end, unsure of the correct number, though it was unlikely that Brad would have been able to correct him, even if he were sober.
Zack Fantana: You’ve got problems, Brad. You’re strangely injury prone for an interviewer, you’re unfamiliar with any of the talent except, well, me -- but perhaps more importantly, you’re addicted to some pretty hard drugs.
Brad Stokes: Maybe the problem isn’t me, Zack. Maybe the problem is--
Zack cuts him off.
Zack Fantana: You unironically used “What Does The Fox Say” as your theme song on the last episode of Blitz, Brad.
Brad blinks confusedly behind the visor of his helmet.
Brad Stokes: You’re trying to confuse me. It won’t work!
Zack shrugs as if that was the final piece of damning evidence of Brad’s problem. And it was. Everyone attending the intervention agreed.
Zack Fantana: Look, I know it’s going to be hard. I’ve seen what addiction can do to a person like Bobby or Jessie Spano, but you’ve got to try, man. You’ve got a reputation. You’re respected here and you can’t throw that all away.
A few of the people in the semi-circle in VPW apparel shook their heads in disagreement.
Zack Fantana: Brad, babe, you’re Valor Pro’s star interviewer. We all know that Burlingame hasn’t got shit on you. You’re the pro here. It’s time you start acting like it.
Brad’s breathing is growing more and more tense, his eyes darting around him at the semi-circle of people Brad’s struggling to recognize.
Brad Stokes: You don’t think I know your tricks, Vrillon?!
Brad’s voice is raising. Zack frowns.
Zack Fantana: Vrillon?
Brad Stokes: You replicants from the Nth dimension will never take me alive! This intervention bit is exactly what happened to Bryan Williams!
Zack’s confused increases.
Brad Stokes: The news anchor not the wrestler dammit!
Everyone in the room looks increasingly concerned for Brad’s mental health.
Brad Stokes: Quit looking at me! You’ll never take me alive, SCUM!
It happens so fast the semi-circle of faces seems frozen with a wince as Brad moves at Zack, quick as a cat, and delivers a swift kick to Zack’s midsection and turns to give him that now infamous Brad Stokes stunner, BUT Zack pushes him away at the last second. The impromptu audience is shocked at the stunning reversal
Brad is clearly no match for Zack’s athleticism, and thus cannot possibly stop what happens next. Zack grabs Brad around the shoulders and… hugs him, whispering “It’s gonna be okay” softly into his ear. Brad erupts into tears almost instantaneously, nearly collapsing into Zack ready to unload years of trauma.
Brad Stokes: Why didn’t my dad love me, man.
Brad sobs. It should be a question, it isn’t. Zack looks awkwardly at the camera giving an uncomfortable nod to the camera to get out of here as he buddy pats the man who's embraced him twice tentatively on the shoulder blade.
LO: .......
KO: Haha, that guy is insane! Attacking Zack Fantana!
LO: Folks, I dont' have the words to describe what we just saw, and quite frankly I don't know that I'd want to. I just hope that Brad Stokes gets the help he needs, whatever that may be.
KO: Enough about that corn dog! We got a generic Ring Announcer ready to commence with the action!
Ring Announcer: The following contest is set for one fall or submission, and is for the UNYIELDING CHAMPIONSHIP!!
KO: Haha, that guy is insane! Attacking Zack Fantana!
LO: Folks, I dont' have the words to describe what we just saw, and quite frankly I don't know that I'd want to. I just hope that Brad Stokes gets the help he needs, whatever that may be.
KO: Enough about that corn dog! We got a generic Ring Announcer ready to commence with the action!
Ring Announcer: The following contest is set for one fall or submission, and is for the UNYIELDING CHAMPIONSHIP!!
The lights go dim, and 'The Touch' by Stan Bush 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.
LO: Roxi Johnson is out here for her first championship opportunity in Valor Pro, which is crazy since she's been here from the beginning.
KO: Well, it's not like she didn't have other things going on, Laur. I mean, she fought Davy Blossom tooth and nail, and then everyone has been caught up in this Lethal Lottery Tag Tournament...
LO: Yeah, I know, but Roxi is a fan favorite and has always represented the company at the highest level. I guess I'm just saying it's long overdue in my opinion.
KO: Well now she has it, against one of the most dangerous superstars in the promotion...
Speak of the devil, and she will appear. 'Prototype' by Viktoria Modesta hits over the system and 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 stares down at Roxi Johnson, and almost seems annoyed that it isn't her amore. She snarls in that direction 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 Roxi's direction while holding the championship above her head with one hand. The referee intercepts her to hold her back, and she backs up in the opposite direction before handing the belt off to Caputo. Roxi nods at the woman, and looks ready to go.
LO: Brodie's last title defense saw her retain due to disqualification when Alexis Kennedy entered through the crowd and jumped her from behind. That could have ended much worse if it hadn't been for the person who got disqualified, Zachariah Krahe.
KO: Yeah, you don't see that everyday...the guy getting screwed out of his opportunity saving the champion he was going after.
LO: I wouldn't say anything about Brodie and Krahe is something you 'see everyday'.
KO: True that...
The bell sounds, and the two women begin to circle in the center of the ring before locking up. Roxi quickly moves into a go behind waistlock, but a sharp elbow from Brodie begs her off, allowing the Submission Machine to hook her around the neck and force her into a deep headlock. Roxi, in much the same fashion as Brodie, starts driving forearm shots into the woman's ribs that cause her to loosen the hold. Roxi quickly takes off towards the ropes after the separation and rebounds for a shoulder tackle, but Brodie drops down to her stomach which forces Roxi to hop over her and continue on or be tripped. She rebounds again as Brodie makes her feet, moving in to try and catch the Superhero with a hip toss. Roxi manages to put on the brakes before being taken over, and drives a knee lift into Brodie which doubles her over. She places the back of her knee on the back of Brodie's head for a famasser, but the champion snaps up to her feet which sends Roxi into a full back flip that sees her land on her feet. Brodie snarls as she goes for a clothesline, but Roxi ducks it, and when Brodie flashes back around shes sent crashing to the canvas by a surprise High Standing Drop Kick.
LO: Roxi Johnson with the first point of real offense here, but Brodie already coming back to her feet.
KO: Roxi is there to meet her, forcing her back to the ropes before shooting her to the far side....Brodie rebounds, and Roxi approaches with a short sprint and spins up and TAKES BRODIE DOWN WITH A HEADSCISSORS TAKEOVER!!
LO: Brodie back to her feet and stumbles into the nearby corner, and here comes Roxi with a BIG SPLASH! And now stepping up to the second rope, and hammering right downs into Brodie's skull as the fans count along!
Roxi only gets to four before Brodie shoves her backwards to slam off the canvas, but she rolls with the impact back up to her feet, and before Brodie can even make it out of the corner Roxi leaps back up to the second trapping her, and resumes her fists anew. The fans count along again, but again at four Roxi is shoved back down only to roll up to her feet and pounce once more. This time, however, Brodie manages to get both feet up in her path, and Roxi runs headfirst into the soles of her boots causing her to stumble away clutching her face. Brodie takes that short reprieve to come barreling out of the corner to hook Roxi around the head as she passes by and drives her to the mat in a vicious bulldog. She shoots the half on the woman to get her over onto her back, and hooks her leg for a pin.
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LO: TWO-NO! Roxi out at one and a half, and Brodie already moving her back up to her feet and taking her into an arm wringer, spinning under a second time to really put torque on the joint and shoulder...
KO: We know what she's setting up for!
LO: Yeah, but Roxi apparently does too, because she didn't even look for a reversal here before resorting to right hands to Brodie to force the break, and is now continuing to hammer her back into the ropes where she takes her by the wrist and shoots her off.
Brodie rebounds off the other side and comes careening back in, and Roxi moves out to the center of the ring where she swings stiffly into a clothesline, but Brodie ducks it and follows through. Shes on her way back now after rebounding off the ropes, and Roxi turns to her side, catching Brodie and lifting her up only to immediately sit down into a ring rattling side slam. She retains hold of both of her opponents legs after the landing for a pin.
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KO: THR-KICK OUT! Brodie out at two there, and working to get to her feet, but Roxi is right there to help her, knocking her back into the nearby corner.
LO: Roxi now, shoulder thrusts to the midsection of Brodie, really crushing her into the turnbuckles!
After several shoulder thrusts, Brodie is practically wedged between the middle and top turnbuckle when Roxi stands upright, lifts the woman's chin, and fire in a chop that cracks throughout the arena. The fans all 'Ooooooo' at the sound as Roxi winds up and fire in another one. Brodie shoves past her to step to the center of the ring, hugging her chest in pain, as Roxi hops up to the second rope, sitting on the top turnbuckle waiting for Brodie to turn back towards her. Brodie eventually does, and is met with a leaping front drop kick that sends her crashing to the mat. Roxi quickly scrambles over for a cover as Caputo drops to make the count.
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LO: THRE-NO! Two and half after that beautiful dropkick, but Roxi doesn't seem to perturbed as she pulls Brodie back to her feet, and scoop slams her in perfect position under the far corner.
KO: Roxi taking a few steps back, and now comes rushing back at the corner, leaps up spread eagle so that her legs over the top rope, and the SPRINGBOARDS BACK INTO A PERFECT MOONSAULT!
LO: SUPERHERO PRESS, FOLLOWED BY A COVER!
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KO: THREe-NO! Brodie rolls the shoulder up before the count of three, and Roxi now shaking her head as she pulls the woman up and leads her to the center of the ring, hooks her around the head, and....SNAP SUPLEX!
LO: Brodie is being taken to task by Roxi, who has set an incredibly fast pace for this match. For someone whose used to ground and pound, and wearing you down with submissions, it's proving to be quite a contrast to what Brodie's used to...
Roxi pulls Brodie up to her feet following the suplex, hooks her around the head and snaps her back to the mat with another one, floating over to hook the leg for a pin attempt.
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THREe-KICK OUT! Brodie manages to get the shoulder up again, and Roxi looks to Caputo who waves it off as a two. The Superhero shrugs in response, leaving Brodie on the canvas as she pushes up to her feet. She takes off for the ropes, springboards off the second into a beautiful lionsault meant to crush Brodie into the mat. Or it would have, if Brodie hadn't gotten her knee's up to her chest just in time for Roxi to come crashing down across them. Roxi pops up to her feet clutching at her midsection as Brodie slowly rises behind her, and just as Roxi turns back in that direction, Brodie latches onto her arm, running the woman around in circles in the center of the ring until finally forcing her down to the mat onto her stomach. She grapevines the arm and reaches for her chin, but Roxi bucks and fights with everything she has to keep the woman from being able to get the hold locked in.
LO: Roxi Johnson is in real trouble here as Brodie tries to lock in the Finality Crossface, and that really shows you how dangerous she is. Even though she's been the recipient of most of the damage here tonight, if she manages to get this locked in, it puts her back on a completely level playing field!
KO: Level playing field...she might just win the match!
Roxi continues to fight as Brodie struggles to retain the woman's arm while trying to grab hold of her head. Roxi manages to worm her head at an awkward angle under her body, and then uses her feet to push forward into a roll that results with her on her back and out of position for the move to be applied. Brodie tries to respond, but Johnson's knee flashes up to catch her in the face, forcing her to abandon the attempt altogether. Both women come up to their feet and Roxi goes for a swing, but Brodie ducks it, slipping her head under her arm and then lifting her up to bring her tailbone crashing down across her knee with an atomic drop. Roxi clutches her lower spine as she tries to create some distance, but Brodie spins her around, wraps her up by hooking her leg, and then sends her sailing towards the center of the ring with a T-Bone Suplex!
LO: Roxi crashes against the canvas after that powerful throw by Brodie, and she's rolling towards the edge of the ring to try and find some separation, but Brodie is following close behind....
KO: Now by the ropes, and Brodie just stomping away at Roxi's back and shoulders, forcing the woman right under the rope and to the outside...
Roxi uses the ring apron to hold herself up, still massaging her lower back as Brodie steps out onto the ring apron near the corner. Just as Roxi turns her focus back to her opponent, Brodie rushes along the ring apron and vaults off with a rolling senton that wipes the Superhero out where she stands! The fans give Brodie a mixed reaction as she gets to her feet, pulling Roxi up along with her, and then whipping her right for the steel steps. Roxi manages to turn at the last second, her spine striking the steel and causing the top portion to come dislodged from the bottom. Brodie stalks right over as Caputo reaches a count of six, pulls Roxi up and shoots her back under the bottom rope into the ring.
LO: Johnson just had a nasty meeting with those steel steps, and Brodie follows her back into the ring and rolls her to the center to hook the leg for a cover...
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KO: THREe-NO! Roxi Johnson barely out, and it's obvious her back has taken some damage thanks to Brodie's attacks!
LO: Brodie now rolling Roxi over onto her stomach, and places her knee's into the small of her back while hooking her under the chin with one hand and her thigh with the other, and rocks back into a Surfboard Submission!
KO: Roxi is crying out now in pain as Brodie wracks the woman across her knee's, trying to force her to give up!
Roxi reaches up to the hand gripping her chin with both hands, and much to Brodie's chagrin begins to force the arm away from her. Brodie, realizing she's about to lose her grasp, shoves both legs upwards, causing Roxi to fly into the air and land spine first on the canvas. The Submission Machine quickly rolls on top of the woman, pulling her head up by a fistful of hair, and starts hammering right hands down into her face in a rage..
LO: Brodie doesn't seem to appreciate that Roxi Johnson was about to escape that surfboard, and is now just beating the holy hell out of her in the center of the ring!
KO: Brodie back up to her feet now, and yanks Roxi up by the hair of the head, and Caputo is warning her to lay off the woman!
Brodie yanks Roxi's head back and talks some trash to her before running her right for the nearby corner to bounce her head off the top turnbuckle, but Roxi manages to get her boot up in time to stop the momentum. After an elbow to the gut it's Roxi who reverses the hold, and it's Brodie's face that strikes the turnbuckle instead. Brodie shoves past Roxi to keep from getting trapped, but upon turning around runs right into a stiff clothesline that takes her head off and sends her crashing to the mat. Brodie pops back up and catches another clothesline that puts her right back down. More slowly now Brodie tries to find her feet, but Roxi is there to push her into the ropes and shoot her off to the other side. When she returns, Roxi ducks her head and sends her hurtling up into the air only for gravity to do it's job and send her crashing down to the mat with a back body drop.
LO: Roxi Johnson with a head of steam here as she plays it up to this capacity crowd, and Brodie is trying to get to her feet once more...AND HERE COMES ROXI WITH A CLOTHESLINE THAT SENDS HER RIGHT UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE TO SMACK AGAINST THE CONCRETE FLOOR!
KO: The fans are on their feet in cheers as Roxi stalks around the ring pumping her fist, and Brodie's trying to pull herself up by use of the ring apron....and Roxi Johnson just bounce off the far side ropes....thunders across the ring...BASEBALL SLIDE'S RIGHT INTO BRODIE'S FACE WHICH SENDS HER SAILING BACK INTO THE STEEL GUARDRAIL!
Brodie slumps down to a seated position against the barricade, clutching the back of her head which struck in the crash. Roxi slips the rest of the way outside of the ring, and grabs Brodie up, running her head first under the bottom rope and back into the ring. Brodie rolls to the center of the ring where she's in perfect position for something aerial, and Roxi nods her head to the cheering crowd as she starts her climb up to the top. Perched now on the top rope, she stands to her full height, but Brodie somehow gets to her feet and launches herself at the woman knocking her feet out from under her. Roxi drops crotch first down to the top turnbuckle, and clutches her lower region in shock and pain as the fans all grimace along with her.
LO: Big save for Brodie, who uses the ropes to help stabilize herself, and now steps up to the second turnbuckle to join Roxi...
KO: Brodie hooks her around the head, and grabs a handful of tights......SUPERPLEX SENDS BOTH WOMEN CRASHING TO THE CANVAS!
LO: MY GOD! THAT WAS RING SHATTERING!
Both women lay in the center of the ring clutching their spines, barely able to move, as Caputo steps over to check on both. Seeing that neither can rise at this time, she shrugs her shoulders, and starts her count. At the count of five Brodie slowly begins to roll in Roxi's direction and lifts her arm in the air, and by seven she manages to drape the arm across her chest. Caputo immediately moves down to make the pin.
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LO: THREe-NO! Roxi Johnson manages to kick out, and now both women are struggling to their feet...Brodie moves in with a chop which knocks Roxi back into the corner, following her in to wind up another, but Roxi beats her to the punch and fires one in of her own!
KO: That took Brodie by surprise, and now Roxi is chopping her way right out of the corner and forcing the champion back out to the center of the ring...
Brodie falls back step by step, chop by chop, and the woman looks dazed on her feet as Roxi rushes the ropes, hops up to the second rope, and spins around for a Disaster Kick. Brodie ducks the move, Johnson's foot sailing over her head, and when she lands, she's a bit off balance. Brodie takes full advantage, grabbing the woman by the arm and forcing her back to the canvas much as she did earlier. She quickly grapevines the arm, and both hands shoot out to try and hook the head, but again Roxi fights with everything she's got. Unfortunately it isn't enough, and Brodie's hand find their goal, locking together under her chin, and rocking her neck back painfully.
LO: THERE IT IS! FINALITY CROSSFACE, AND NOW ROXI....WHOA!
KO: ROXI JUST ROLLED VIOLENTLY TO HER LEFT, BUT BRODIE RETAINS HER HOLD!
LO: Yeah, but that put Roxi just by the ropes, and now she's clawing like a fiend, and......GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Caputo steps in and calls for the break, but Brodie's eyes are alight with fire, and she shakes her head 'No' while rocking back more viciously. Caputo starts a count, and just at the moment she's about to call five, Brodie releases the hold and back off fuming. Caputo gives her a warning, and then checks on Roxi, who nods her head that she wants to continue. At the sight of that, Brodie moves right back in, stomping Roxi to the back of her head and shoulders, driving her back down to the mat. Caputo warns her to let her up, but Brodie is relentless, and it forces another count that finally see's Brodie back off in a huff.
LO: Brodie better watch herself, because she's in danger of being disqualified here...
KO: Yeah, the Submission Machine is looking a little reckless here.
LO: Well she moves back in and yanks Roxi up to her feet, and cuts a look at Caputo that seems to say, 'Happy Now?'
Brodie takes Roxi by the wrist, and then shoots her off to the ropes, and when Johnson rebounds she rushes right for her with a double chop to try and take her head off. Roxi, however, manages to duck under the chops, leaps up to the second rope as she approaches, rebounds back and catches Brodie just as she spins around by the head and spikes her skull off the canvas with a spike DDT. Both women lay there for just a moment taking in deep breaths, but Roxi rolls over and manages to even hook the leg for a cover.
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KO: THREe-NO! Brodie kicks out, but she looks dazed here as Roxi Johnson pulls her up to a seated position, and HERE SHE GOES FOR THAT TRIANGLE CHOKE!
LO: It's Brodie's turn now to fight and dig to try and keep this move from being applied, and she's managed to get her forearms between Roxi's shin to keep from allowing herself to be choked out here!
KO: Roxi is going to have to address this if she want's to get a submission, because as it stands she's being thwarted of her goal....and finally Johnson lets go, Brodie coming up quickly to try and counter, but two boots buried into her abdomen cut her off!
Roxi kips up to her feet to a huge reaction from the crowd, and fires of several right hands that drive Brodie back into the ropes. She takes the woman by the wrist and shoots her to the other side, and when she rebounds catches her with a flying clothesline that drives her to the mat. Roxi kips up again, energy starting to surge through her in some sort of amazing second wind, and the fans are with her every step of the way. She calls for Brodie to get to her feet, poised near the ropes, knowing that if she can just catch her with her famous disaster kick then she could claim the championship. Brodie does exactly as she's being directed, though slowly and still grimacing after that DDT. Just as Roxi goes for the springboard however, Brodie drops to the mat and rolls for the outside, leaving Roxi to bound on the second rope before stepping down.
LO: Roxi Johnson with hands on her hips here watching Brodie take a breather on the outside of the ring, and the fans are not liking it....
KO: Well, it's a smart move considering it looked like she was about to get her head blasted off with a Ray of Hope!
LO: Yeah, well Caputo is reaching a five count on Brodie, and LOOK AT ROXI! Roxi just slipped out of the ring to go after Brodie, and OH! BRODIE CUTS HER OFF WITH A HARSH KNEE STRIKE TO THE GUT, AND THEN JUST RAN HER HEAD AND SHOULDER FIRST RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS! That's the second time this match that Johnson has tasted the steel!
KO: Caputo all over Brodie, but she's quickly scooping Roxi up and jettisoning her back into the ring. She follows close behind, and hooks the leg for a cover!
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LO: THREe-NO! And Brodie is banging her fists off the mat now, screaming at Caputo, and yanking Roxi Johnson up all at the same time...WHOA! ROXI JUST PULLED HER DOWN INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!
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KO: THRE-NO! BRODIE ROCKED HER OVER AND REVERSED IT!
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The bell sounds and the two women disentangle themselves, Brodie rolling to the outside to collect her championship from the time keepers table while staring daggers at Roxi. Johnson, for her part shakes her head, rising to lean against the ropes as the ring announcer makes the call.
Ring Announcer: And the winner of this match, and STILL UnYielding Champion.....BRODDDIEEE!!
Brodie uncharacteristically clutches the belt to her chest as she makes her way towards the ramp, never letting her eyes fall off of Roxi who stares after her bitterly. The fans start a "ROXI, ROXI, ROXI" chant, and this seems to bring the woman around as she looks at to the crowd, a slight smile forming on her lips along with a shrug.
LO: Roxi Johnson has absolutely nothing to feel bad about here as she just took the UnYielding Champion to the limit here tonight...I don't think Brodie thought it was going to be that hard.
KO: Well, she just found out that Superheroes do exist, at least here in Valor Pro.
LO: I don't think this is over, Ken. I think that Roxi Johnson came out her on a mission, and even though she may have come up short here tonight, she left a message that Brodie felt loud and clear.
KO: You might be right, but for now, Brodie is still the UnYielding Champion, and she's going on to face Zachariah Krahe at Allegiance in what Lead Booker, Dugan Callahan, is saying will be their final match against one another for quite some time.
Roxi Johnson continues to slap hands with the positive South Korean fans as the scene cuts backstage.
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LO: THREe-NO! Roxi Johnson manages to kick out, and now both women are struggling to their feet...Brodie moves in with a chop which knocks Roxi back into the corner, following her in to wind up another, but Roxi beats her to the punch and fires one in of her own!
KO: That took Brodie by surprise, and now Roxi is chopping her way right out of the corner and forcing the champion back out to the center of the ring...
Brodie falls back step by step, chop by chop, and the woman looks dazed on her feet as Roxi rushes the ropes, hops up to the second rope, and spins around for a Disaster Kick. Brodie ducks the move, Johnson's foot sailing over her head, and when she lands, she's a bit off balance. Brodie takes full advantage, grabbing the woman by the arm and forcing her back to the canvas much as she did earlier. She quickly grapevines the arm, and both hands shoot out to try and hook the head, but again Roxi fights with everything she's got. Unfortunately it isn't enough, and Brodie's hand find their goal, locking together under her chin, and rocking her neck back painfully.
LO: THERE IT IS! FINALITY CROSSFACE, AND NOW ROXI....WHOA!
KO: ROXI JUST ROLLED VIOLENTLY TO HER LEFT, BUT BRODIE RETAINS HER HOLD!
LO: Yeah, but that put Roxi just by the ropes, and now she's clawing like a fiend, and......GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Caputo steps in and calls for the break, but Brodie's eyes are alight with fire, and she shakes her head 'No' while rocking back more viciously. Caputo starts a count, and just at the moment she's about to call five, Brodie releases the hold and back off fuming. Caputo gives her a warning, and then checks on Roxi, who nods her head that she wants to continue. At the sight of that, Brodie moves right back in, stomping Roxi to the back of her head and shoulders, driving her back down to the mat. Caputo warns her to let her up, but Brodie is relentless, and it forces another count that finally see's Brodie back off in a huff.
LO: Brodie better watch herself, because she's in danger of being disqualified here...
KO: Yeah, the Submission Machine is looking a little reckless here.
LO: Well she moves back in and yanks Roxi up to her feet, and cuts a look at Caputo that seems to say, 'Happy Now?'
Brodie takes Roxi by the wrist, and then shoots her off to the ropes, and when Johnson rebounds she rushes right for her with a double chop to try and take her head off. Roxi, however, manages to duck under the chops, leaps up to the second rope as she approaches, rebounds back and catches Brodie just as she spins around by the head and spikes her skull off the canvas with a spike DDT. Both women lay there for just a moment taking in deep breaths, but Roxi rolls over and manages to even hook the leg for a cover.
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KO: THREe-NO! Brodie kicks out, but she looks dazed here as Roxi Johnson pulls her up to a seated position, and HERE SHE GOES FOR THAT TRIANGLE CHOKE!
LO: It's Brodie's turn now to fight and dig to try and keep this move from being applied, and she's managed to get her forearms between Roxi's shin to keep from allowing herself to be choked out here!
KO: Roxi is going to have to address this if she want's to get a submission, because as it stands she's being thwarted of her goal....and finally Johnson lets go, Brodie coming up quickly to try and counter, but two boots buried into her abdomen cut her off!
Roxi kips up to her feet to a huge reaction from the crowd, and fires of several right hands that drive Brodie back into the ropes. She takes the woman by the wrist and shoots her to the other side, and when she rebounds catches her with a flying clothesline that drives her to the mat. Roxi kips up again, energy starting to surge through her in some sort of amazing second wind, and the fans are with her every step of the way. She calls for Brodie to get to her feet, poised near the ropes, knowing that if she can just catch her with her famous disaster kick then she could claim the championship. Brodie does exactly as she's being directed, though slowly and still grimacing after that DDT. Just as Roxi goes for the springboard however, Brodie drops to the mat and rolls for the outside, leaving Roxi to bound on the second rope before stepping down.
LO: Roxi Johnson with hands on her hips here watching Brodie take a breather on the outside of the ring, and the fans are not liking it....
KO: Well, it's a smart move considering it looked like she was about to get her head blasted off with a Ray of Hope!
LO: Yeah, well Caputo is reaching a five count on Brodie, and LOOK AT ROXI! Roxi just slipped out of the ring to go after Brodie, and OH! BRODIE CUTS HER OFF WITH A HARSH KNEE STRIKE TO THE GUT, AND THEN JUST RAN HER HEAD AND SHOULDER FIRST RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS! That's the second time this match that Johnson has tasted the steel!
KO: Caputo all over Brodie, but she's quickly scooping Roxi up and jettisoning her back into the ring. She follows close behind, and hooks the leg for a cover!
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LO: THREe-NO! And Brodie is banging her fists off the mat now, screaming at Caputo, and yanking Roxi Johnson up all at the same time...WHOA! ROXI JUST PULLED HER DOWN INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!
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KO: THRE-NO! BRODIE ROCKED HER OVER AND REVERSED IT!
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The bell sounds and the two women disentangle themselves, Brodie rolling to the outside to collect her championship from the time keepers table while staring daggers at Roxi. Johnson, for her part shakes her head, rising to lean against the ropes as the ring announcer makes the call.
Ring Announcer: And the winner of this match, and STILL UnYielding Champion.....BRODDDIEEE!!
Brodie uncharacteristically clutches the belt to her chest as she makes her way towards the ramp, never letting her eyes fall off of Roxi who stares after her bitterly. The fans start a "ROXI, ROXI, ROXI" chant, and this seems to bring the woman around as she looks at to the crowd, a slight smile forming on her lips along with a shrug.
LO: Roxi Johnson has absolutely nothing to feel bad about here as she just took the UnYielding Champion to the limit here tonight...I don't think Brodie thought it was going to be that hard.
KO: Well, she just found out that Superheroes do exist, at least here in Valor Pro.
LO: I don't think this is over, Ken. I think that Roxi Johnson came out her on a mission, and even though she may have come up short here tonight, she left a message that Brodie felt loud and clear.
KO: You might be right, but for now, Brodie is still the UnYielding Champion, and she's going on to face Zachariah Krahe at Allegiance in what Lead Booker, Dugan Callahan, is saying will be their final match against one another for quite some time.
Roxi Johnson continues to slap hands with the positive South Korean fans as the scene cuts backstage.
Brodie is stalking along the far wall of a hall backstage, her fingers trace up and down the painted brick as she turns to the camera with a wide, broad smile, her eyes focused down the lens.
Brodie: Ignorant little children, howls and boots for whatever you believe will stand for you, blind, little mice, running beneath the blade of the farmers wife, willing to trade in to trade up, but never truly seeing the truth.
She growls softly as her head whips to the side, whispers that the camera can’t pick up leave her lips as she seems to argue with herself for a moment.
Brodie: Alexis. Roxi… Mi amor, all the same, all a disappointment, not a one can step to grab and grasp, pull from my fingertips… what once was a curse is now a prize and why, why you must wonder, why is it so, if I am as nothing as you want to believe? A queen atop her throne who casts eye only on the gods she picked, to settle on the clouds. Like a sword, dangling from a head, Cooper or Damocles, does he know, can’t tell… you’re all the same after all. And perhaps, she thought, gray crayon, had me beat. But instead you snapped, as they all snap.. so back off, steer clear, stay away less I break you into pieces and sit you on the shelf with the others.
Finally she raises the UnYielding Championship and rests her cheek against it, a soft purr like a sound you would hear from a kitten leaves her unparted lips.
Brodie: Safe now… where you belong.
MAIN EVENT
Ring Announcer: The following match is scheduled for one fall or submission, and is a 2nd Round Chimera Tag Tournament Match that will determine the final team in the Tag Team Turmoil Main Event at Allegiance to determine the first ever Chimera Tag Team Champions!
'Turn To Stone' by Joe Walsh fills the arena as the lights dim and a single spot light illuminates the arena. Out from the curtain steps Cross Recoba, a titanium cane with a golden lion's head handle in one hand, and a Halliburton briefcase in the other. The crowd responds with a chorus of boo's for The Fox while Cross uses the handle of the cane to push his shag hair cut from his face, flicking his head back confidently as he grins out at the audience obnoxiously. He holds up the cane that has caused so much trouble in the past to an even more venomous response from the fans, and he begins down the ramp still holding it aloft.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, standing at five foot ten and weighting in at 230 pounds, hailing from New York, New York...He is a former two time UnYielding Champion, 'THE FOX' CROSS RECOBBBAAA!!
Recoba reaches ringside and heckles a member of the crowd sitting ringside, before smugly holding the lions head handle of the cane up to his lips and kisses it for luck. The fans continue to boo as he sets the cane down in his corner, and then climbs the steps into the ring still in control of the briefcase. When he steps in, he struts around the ring, talking smack to the South Korean crowd who shout their hatred right back at him. His music is suddenly interrupted by the sound of war drums banging, followed by a guitar rhythm. The lights dim and the stage lights flash white with the beat as Spiral steps stoically out onto the stage to a mixed reaction. He stares down at the ring as if it is beneath him, and he sniffs the air as if he's a shark looking for blood in the water. His eyes narrow just as he starts down the ramp towards the ring.
Ring Announcer: And introducing his partner, standing at six foot three and weighting in at 205 pounds, hailing from Copenhagen, Denmark...He is 'THE PALE KING' SPIRRRAALLL!!
The fans aren't sure what to make of the cold man as he reaches ringside and climbs the steps onto the apron, swinging into the squared circle in an easy fluid motion that belies a serpents grace. The two men stare across the ring at one another, but it's Cross who breaks the contact first, whistling and rolling his eyes to the crowd as he leans into their corner easily. Spiral does not share his amusement, as he steps to the ropes, back out onto the apron, and waits.
LO: Well, it's certainly not a honeymoon tag tag team, eh, Ken?
KO: Definitely not. I don't know what to make of this Spiral guy, but he should thank his lucky stars that he's in there with someone like Cross Recoba. I mean, that guy is all class!
LO: I guess you could say that, or you could say he's a jackass who will do anything, including bribery, to get ahead in this company.
KO: Listen, just because you aren't as sophisticated as Cross and myself doesn't mean you need to criticize. It shows how threatened you really are.
LO: WHAT THE F---
Laurence Othello is cut off by the sounds of marching feet, and the big screen above the stage displays an image of several Zombies straight out of 'The Walking Dead' ambling towards the camera. Deep base sounds fill the arena as 'Inu' by Meshi Kuuna hit's over the PA System, and Kowloon Zombie bursts through the curtain onto the stage. He's body is tensed and hulking up as he does a pose at the top of the ramp. Suddenly Fukushima appears baseball sliding between his legs, and coming up to her knee in front of him, her painted face ghoulish in the lighting effect. The South Korean fans go wild as she pops up to her feet, and starts a strange amble down towards the ring, followed by Kowloon who is more straight forward, barking words of his might to the crowd.
Ring Announcer: And their opponents, weighting in at a combined weight of 407 pounds, and hailing from Hong Kong, China and Fukushima, Japan respectively.....Kowloon Zombie...Fukushima Zombie....THE ZOMBIE CLANNN!!
Once Fukushima reaches ringside she belly slides into the ring and drags her lower body to the center of the ring, staring up through golden eyes at her two opponents while her mouth hangs open revealing a blood red interior. Kowloon leaps straight up to the apron, and thunders into the ring to stand right overtop of her, flexing and showing off his muscles, and then pointing right at Cross Recoba screaming that he owes them money.
LO: I tell you what, The Zombie Clan have been unbelievable throughout this tournament, but after what we saw last show involving Fukushima, I don't see how anyone wouldn't be concerned about being in the ring with her. She's dangerous.
KO: Yeah, but every person in this thing is dangerous. You saw how cold and calculating that Spiral can be, and we know that Cross Recoba knows no boundries...I don't think they have that much to worry about.
LO: Ken, she tossed another human being off of a two story roof.
KO: Yeah, and Lady Munin's man left her tied to a chair in front of a battery charger, with a bucket of water flowing right for her...
LO: When you lay it all out on the table, it's all criminal...
KO: Well, you're going to have to save it, cause there's the bell, and it looks like Cross Recoba and Kowloon are going to start this thing off...
Recoba stares across the ring at Kowloon for a moment, while the referee warns him to lose the Halliburton still in his right hand. He waves the referee off, setting the briefcase on the top rope, and inputs the code required to open the case. When he lifts it open there are several stacks of cash, U.S. dollars, revealed to be within. He leaves the case up as he carries it to the center of the ring, where he indicates it is meant for Kowloon Zombie.
LO: What the hell is this?
KO: I told you, Laur! All class! That’s the 100,000 dollars he owes the Zombie Clan for taking out Lady Munin last show!
LO: Are you kidding me….
KO: What an honorable man Cross Recoba is. Taking care of business now so that he doesn’t feel like he owes them anything for when this match gets started.
The Zombies exchange glances, and Kowloon shrugs, making his way to the center of the ring where Cross continues to present the case. Kowloon takes the case from his hands, staring down at the money, and he can’t hide the twinkle in his eye as he lifts one of the stacks out of the case. Cross urges him to count it, and Kowloon eyes him, but nods, starting to thumb through the currency.
Suddenly Recoba grabs the top of the case and slams it down on Kowloon’s fingers, causing the large Zombie to jerk his fingers free and drop the case. Money spills out onto the canvas as the referee tries to intervene, but Recoba takes the momentary distraction as a chance to jump right onto Kowloon with right hands that knock him back into the ropes. Fukushima protests from the apron as Recoba opens up with vicious rights and lefts, eventually pushing Kowloon up against the ropes and lay in knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. Cross seems supremely confident in the driver’s seat when Kowloon suddenly steps into one of those chops, delivering a knee lift into Recoba’s gut to cut him off.
LO: The sheer size of Kowloon coming into play there, as he fires in a meaty right hand that send Recoba to the canvas. That’ll teach him to try and pull a fast one on The Zombie Clan, the slime.
KO: Whatever! Cross rising to his feet, but here comes Zombie with an elbow down across the back of his shoulders and neck that sends him diving back down to the mat…
Kowloon steps over to stand over Recoba, reaching down and clamping down on his trapezius muscles on either side of his neck. The result is pain washing across Cross’ face as he’s yanked back up to his feet by his traps, and then lifted into the air and slammed back down to the canvas with authority. Kowloon gives the South Korean crowd a grin, and they applaud as Cross crawls towards his corner to try and make a pin.
LO: Kowloon cutting off Cross’ escape by grabbing him by the ankle, and yanks him back to the center of the ring with little effort…
KO: This guy is like a gorilla out here, just tossing the man around like he’s nothing! It isn’t fair!
Kowloon manages to hook Recoba around the waist as he tries to rise, and just lifts him up and carries him around the ring at his side, producing a shocked and worried expression across Cross’ face. Finally, looking right at spiral with a big grin, Kowloon comes to a stop, and then lambasts him down to the mat with a thunderous gutwrench suplex. Kowloon goes for a cover…
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LO: THR-NO! Cross out at two and a half, but I tell you, it’s been all Zombie Clan thus far as Kowloon just imposes his physical dominance onto ‘The Fox’..
KO: Obviously Recoba had a different strategy, but it’s been shut down by sheer power. He needs to make a tag before things get too hectic in there!
Kowloon continues grinning at Spiral as he jerks Cross up by the hair of the head, driving him face first into the top turnbuckle of his own corner, where he tags in an eager Fukushima! Fuki comes into the ring as Kowloon exits, but the big man keeps a hold on Cross so that he’s stuck in the corner, as the other Zombie steps out to the center, waves at Spiral, and then charges back in at cross with a pair of knee’s that strike him right in the chest.
LO: Cross stumbling out of the corner clutching at himself here, and Fukushima just hopped up to the second rope and DIVES OFF TO CATCH HIM WITH A BULLDOG THAT DRIVES HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE CANVAS!
KO: This isn’t fair, Laur! Spiral needs to get in there and do something!
LO: I think Spiral needs to keep doing exactly what he’s doing, observing the match and waiting in his corner for a possible tag…
Fukushima gets to her feet and hits off the ropes, rushing back in on her prone opponent as she leaves her feet to commit to a front flip that ends in a senton that crushes The Fox into the mat. She quickly flips around and hooks the leg for a cover.
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LO: NO! Recoba with a kick out at two, and now Fukushima has pulled him up into a seated position, and…what’s she….OH! OCTUPUS SUBMISSION HAS CROSS RECOBA ALL TIED UP!
KO: That isn’t fair! He isn’t anywhere near the ropes!
LO: Um…I think that’s the point, Ken.
Cross cries out in pain as Fukushima roars, cranking on the various limbs she now has entangled. From the back of the room it probably looks like Recoba is wearing a human backpack with a scary face, as she torques and writhes to maintain her hold. Eventually, however, Recoba does manage to get an arm free, and when he does, he reaches up behind him and rakes his fingers across Fuki’s eyes, resulting in her loosening her grip on the hold and momentarily being blinded.
LO: The referee warning Cross, but he doesn’t look like he much cares as he’s finally free of the pressure from the hold.
KO: I don’t know what Caputo’s so upset about, I mean, what was he supposed to do? This crazy nightmare come to life was on him like some sort of sea creature!
Cross takes the momentary reprieve of Fuki’s blindness to quickly crawl his way over to his corner, where he reaches up to make a tag. Spiral stares at that hand, and for a moment everyone in the arena could have sworn that he wasn’t going to tag it, but eventually he slaps Recoba’s palm and enters the ring.
LO: Well, here comes Spiral for what some could say is his actual debut match, considering how he earned this spot by not really doing anything.
KO: What in the hell are you talking about? He outsmarted nine other wrestlers, and single handedly eliminated Fallon Lockhart to EARN this spot beside Cross Recoba!
LO: He stood on the outside and committed only after everyone else had forgotten he was already there!
KO: Exactly! Genius! But either way, he’s getting physical now as he just caught Fukushima right in the jaw with a haymaker that sends her stumbling over into a neutral corner.
Spiral wades in with rights and lefts, a mixture of jabs, hooks, and uppercuts causing Fuki’s head to knock back and forth against the top turnbuckle. Eventually he pushes her forehead back by a fistful of hair, and lays in one massive right directly to her jaw that causes her eyes to roll into the back of the head as she slumps down the turnbuckles to a seated position.
LO: Well, regardless about how I feel about the man, Spiral is most definitely a powerful striker! That last shot nearly knocked Fukushima unconscious, and Kowloon is railing for her to get her ass up for a tag!
KO: Not likely, as Spiral takes a few steps back to the center of the ring, and then charges back for Fuki, THROWING HIS FOOT OUT TO WASH RIGHT ACROSS HER FACE!!
Fuki’s head lolls to the side as she clutches her skull, and Spiral reaches down to jerk her up to her feet, takes her by the wrist, and then whips her extremely hard to the opposite side. When she strikes the turnbuckles, she does so with such authority that it flings her forward to attack the canvas with her face. Spiral steps over, ignoring Kowloon’s protests, pulling the woman up, and sending her back to the corner that they came to in much the same fashion, and again she’s sent hurtling to the canvas.
LO: Size advantage on display as Spiral steps back in on Fuki, yanks her up, hooks her around the waist, and BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX CRUSHES HER INTO THE MAT!
KO: And he hooks the leg while staring right at Kowloon Zombie!
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LO: THREe-NO! Fukushima barely able to roll the shoulder at the last second, but she does, and Kowloon is shaking his head, and striking the top turnbuckle to try and get fan support!
KO: Spiral now pulling her up again, this time hooking her around the head, and SNAP SUPLEX TAKES HER BACK DOWN…and he floats right over into another cover!
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LO: THRE-NO! Fuki out at two and a half this time, and Spiral pulls her up to her feet by a fistful of hair, drags her back over to his corner, and slams her face first into the waiting boot of Cross Recoba!
KO: There’s a tag, and now Cross coming back in and laying the boots to Fukushima relentlessly!
Cross continues to stomp until Fukushima is in a sitting position, and then he grabs either leg to drag her out of the corner, but she grabs the middle rope to keep from going anywhere. Cross smirks, and in a burst of strength pulls on her ankles so hard that it lifts her up into the air, and as she is pulled close to him he switches his grasp, turning the grapple into a Sit Out Powerbomb! He retains control of her legs for a cover.
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LO: THREe-NO! This time Kowloon came into the ring to stomp Cross on the back of the head to break up the pin, but the referee is already pushing the big man back out of the ring…
KO: And Cross is capitalizing on this momentary lack of officiating…
LO: TO CLASP BOTH HANDS AROUND THE WOMAN’S THROAT AND BLATANTLY CHOKE HER! COME ON!
KO: Yeah, and look at this idiot Kowloon, he’s still arguing with the referee instead of getting out of the ring so that Caputo might actually catch him in the act! Priceless!
Eventually Kowloon dips back to the apron, but by the time the referee turns back to the interior of the ring, Cross has abandoned the choke, and has pulled Fukushima up to her feet and pushes her back into the ropes. He shoots her off to the other side, and when she rebounds he steps out to meet her with a boot to her midsection which doubles her over, a hook around the head and her far arm, and then a violent swing to the left that sends her crashing down to the mat awkwardly against her neck.
LO: SWINGING NECKBREAKER FROM CROSS, and now the cover!
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KO: THREe-NO! Kowloon back in to break it up, and this time he’s not just getting out! He’s got Recoba up to his feet, and JUST LIFTED HIM HIGH ABOVE HIS HEAD INTO A GORILLA PRESS…..AND SENT HIM RIGHT UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE OUT INTO THE FRONT ROW!
Fans scatter as The Fox makes an unannounced visit to ringside, barely missing the top of the guardrail, but still crashing painfully through the front row of steel chairs. In the ring, Caputo is all over Kowloon, ready to throw out the match, but he holds his hands up innocently and steps back out onto the apron. Spiral, for his part, casually leans against the ropes and watches as his partner tries to pull himself out of the wreckage of chairs. Fukushima manages to use the ropes to pull herself up, and Kowloon demands she make a tag, but upon noticing Recoba out in the wasteland, she shakes her head and with a cryptic grin starts to make her way up the nearby turnbuckles.
LO: Kowloon is screaming for Fukushima to make a tag, but the woman looks almost obsessed with causing bodily harm, hers or Recoba’s, as she is now perched on the top rope!
KO: COME ON CAPUTO! Get in there and stop her! This isn’t right!
As Cross dumps himself up and over the guardrail to rejoin the ringside area, he pulls himself to his feet and turns back to the ring just in time to watch in horror as Fukushima turns herself into a human missile, diving off the top rope into a 630 senton that catches him flush and wipes both competitors out. For a moment, the fans, announcers, and other participants at ringside are struck silent. Even Spiral on the other side of the ring looks mildly impressed. Then, like a tidal wave, there is an explosion of cheers throughout the arena that nearly blow the roof off the complex.
LO: JISATSU SAKURU!! That translates in Japanese to ‘Coming Soon’, and by God….Fukushima Zombie has arrived in this match!
KO: I…I don’t even know what to say!
LO: Well Kowloon just dropped down from his side of the ring and makes his way over to the wreckage, and he just scooped up Fukushima and placed her back into the ring very near their corner!
KO: Now how is that fair, and why hasn’t Caputo thrown this out?!
LO: I guess she’s allowing a certain amount of latitude in this match considering the stakes…either way, Kowloon just hopped back to the apron…BUT HERE COMES SPIRAL! SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES TO KOWLOON JUST EJECTED BOTH MEN TO CRASH DOWN TO THE CEMENT FLOOR!
KO: NOW WHY WOULD HE DO THAT?!? DOESN’T HE KNOW THAT CROSS IS GOING TO NEED A TAG!!
Spiral falls off of Kowloon and tries to stand, but finds himself woozy and crumples back down to a seated position as Kowloon is uncertain of which hurts worse, his midsection from the spear, or his spine from smacking the concrete. Meanwhile, Cross Recoba has indeed pulled himself up by use of the ring apron, and stumbles his way over to the steps to aid him in his trek back into the ring. He looks very worse for wear, but Fukushima is still down over in her corner, and seeing no one there to tag, he makes his way towards her. He reaches down to grab the woman by the leg to drag her to the center of the ring, but once he gets her there, he’s surprised when she reaches up and hooks him around the neck, dragging him down into a small package.
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LO: THREe-KICK OUT! Good God, Fukushima nearly stole this match for her team!
KO: Yeah, but we’re back to square one! Both Fuki and Recoba are hurting in the ring, and they got no one to tag in!
Cross just barely manages to get to his feet, while Fuki pushes up to one knee. He moves in to try and suppress her rise, but suddenly she knocks his hands away and fires in a headbutt that sends him stumbling back to the ropes in surprise. She finally manages to get completely upright, when Cross tears across the ring to try and take her head off with a clothesline, but she manages to duck it, and he continues on to the other side.
LO: Cross rebounding off the ropes now, comes barreling back in, and FUKUSHIMA WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK, BUT CROSS PUT ON THE BRAKES AND CAUGHT IT!
KO: Fukushima wasn’t expecting that, and now he just laced his leg behind the one still on the mat, and sweeps it out from under her to send her down to the mat!
LO: Now he has control of both legs, and…OH NO! HERE IT COMES!
KO: GARIBALDI’S GUILLOTINE!!!
Fukushima cries out in pain as Cross locks both hands, pulling back awkwardly so that the woman’s neck is bent awkwardly against the canvas, while her spine is arched at an unnatural angle in the air. On the outside, Kowloon hears the outcry from his partner, and it spurs him to get back to his feet, but before he can try and get in and help, Spiral has spun him around and sends him hurtling into the steel guardrail. Kowloon strikes it hard and comes stumbling back out clutching his spine, when Spiral rushes in and slips behind him, lifts him up into an inverted fireman carry, and then tosses him out and bringing up his knee to strike Kowloon’s skull on his way down to the concrete floor.
LO: THE SPIRAL EFFECT TO KOWLOON ZOMBIE ON THE OUTSIDE, WHILE FUKUSHIMA CONTINUES TO CRY OUT IN PAIN ON THE INSIDE THANKS TO GARIBALDI’S GUILLOTINE!
KO: Her hand is hovering over the canvas…she’s got nowhere to go!
Fukushima claws to get herself closer to the ropes rather than tap out, and she makes decent process. That is, until Cross loosens the hold a bit, crab walks her back out to the center of the ring, and then tightens down once more. Face paint leaves streaks on the canvas as Fukushima grinds her forehead in the mat, eyes closed tightly, trying to shut out the pain, but eventually her hand hovers over the mat once more, and this time it slams several times off the canvas. Caputo signals for the bell, but Cross shakes his head ‘No’ as he continues to cinch into the maneuver.
LO: COME ON! THE MATCH IS OVER! YOU WON! LET HER LOOSE!
KO: He’s just sending a message to the members of The Zombie Clan that made it through to Allegiance that when they come up against this team of Spiral and Recoba that they are the real deal!
LO: No, What he’s doing is being a son of a bitch in a match that is about to get reversed if there’s any justice in this world!
Caputo warns him of just that, and finally Cross releases the hold and tosses Fukushima’s boots to the mat as the woman clutches at her spine and hangs her head in defeat. He smirks at Caputo as he points at his wrist, and demands that she raise his hand in victory. She shakes her head in disgust, but does her job as the announcement is made.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match by submission, the team of SPIRAL AND CROSS RECOBBBAAA!!!
Recoba just laughs as he jerks his hand away from Caputo, and then comes to stand over Fukushima, nudging her skull with the toe of his boot mockingly. Spiral makes his way up the ramp, seemingly not interested in celebrating, his business conducted for the evening. He makes it to the top of the stage when Aokigahara and Siberia Zombie suddenly appear, and the three come to a pause to stare at one another. Spiral searches the two Zombie’s eyes, shrugs, and steps to the side so that they can pass. Aoki gives the man a toothy grin, before grabbing Siberia, and the two rush down the ramp towards the ring.
LO: Well here come reinforcements as Cross continues to mock the downed Fukushima, and Recoba just looked up and realized he’s alone in the ring!
KO: Cross, get out of there!
Cross does just that as Aoki & Siberia belly slide into the ring, popping up ready for action. The South Korean crowd go nuts at the sight of all four members of the Zombie Clan out in the arena, and Aoki follows Cross’ movements as he quickly hightails it around the ring to the ramp and up the stage. Now out of danger, The Fox is back to business, running his mouth and warning them that at Allegiance it will be their time. At the top of the ramp Spiral watches all of this with arms crossed over his chest, his left hand stroking his chin, just before he turns and disappears behind the curtain.
LO: Folks, we’ve seen this Chimera Tag Tournament have its up’s and down’s, twists and turns, but we finally have a Main Event for Allegiance! It will be the team of Spiral & Cross Recoba, Brennan Devlin & Cosmo Cooper, The Zombie Clan, Aokigahara and Siberia, #Trendsetters, and Neo Tokyo in a tag team turmoil elimination match to crown the first ever Chimera Tag Team Champions!
KO: It’s crazy to think about how many people have come in and out of this tournament. I mean, there are some superstars that started the tournament that aren’t even here with the company anymore!
LO: Indeed it is, and as we get this final shot of The Zombie Clan helping Fukushima and Kowloon up the ramp, you have to wonder how many twists and turns that match at Allegiance will have?
KO: I don’t know, but they aren’t the only ones set to gain something on that card.
LO: You’re right. It’s official! Zachariah Krahe will challenge Brodie for the UnYielding Championship in a Hell In A Cell match to finally put their feud over the title to rest!
KO: Not only that, but the winner of that match will also become the #1 Contender to the Apex Championship!
LO: It’s going to be an exciting night that comes to you LIVE on April 7th 2019 from Osaka, Japan, and will conclude our tour through Asia.
KO: Wait…I’m getting a last minute update….WHOA!
LO: What is it?
KO: ROXI JOHNSON HAS BEEN ADDED TO THE HELL IN A CELL MATCH!
LO: You mean a triple threat?
KO: YES! Apparently management felt like after her performance here tonight deserved a rematch, and rather than wait to see who would come out of Allegiance, they have added her to that match!
LO: My God! That changes everything! Roxi Johnson could win her first singles title, AND become the #1 Contender to the Apex Championship!
KO: Crazy times are coming folks, and if you aren’t a member of Fite TV yet, this is the time to do it because we are out of time!
LO: Hey, Ken. Isn’t it nice to end a show with good news instead of someone getting electrocuted or tossed off a building?
KO: I don’t know. I’m a pretty big fan of wonton violence…
LO: Either way, I’m Laurence Othello, and this has been…
KO: Kenneth Othello…
TOGETHER: And we are the Othello Brothers signing off!
The camera captures one final shot of The Zombie Clan at the top of the stage, before fading to the VPW logo, then the Fite TV logo, and then to black.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, standing at five foot ten and weighting in at 230 pounds, hailing from New York, New York...He is a former two time UnYielding Champion, 'THE FOX' CROSS RECOBBBAAA!!
Recoba reaches ringside and heckles a member of the crowd sitting ringside, before smugly holding the lions head handle of the cane up to his lips and kisses it for luck. The fans continue to boo as he sets the cane down in his corner, and then climbs the steps into the ring still in control of the briefcase. When he steps in, he struts around the ring, talking smack to the South Korean crowd who shout their hatred right back at him. His music is suddenly interrupted by the sound of war drums banging, followed by a guitar rhythm. The lights dim and the stage lights flash white with the beat as Spiral steps stoically out onto the stage to a mixed reaction. He stares down at the ring as if it is beneath him, and he sniffs the air as if he's a shark looking for blood in the water. His eyes narrow just as he starts down the ramp towards the ring.
Ring Announcer: And introducing his partner, standing at six foot three and weighting in at 205 pounds, hailing from Copenhagen, Denmark...He is 'THE PALE KING' SPIRRRAALLL!!
The fans aren't sure what to make of the cold man as he reaches ringside and climbs the steps onto the apron, swinging into the squared circle in an easy fluid motion that belies a serpents grace. The two men stare across the ring at one another, but it's Cross who breaks the contact first, whistling and rolling his eyes to the crowd as he leans into their corner easily. Spiral does not share his amusement, as he steps to the ropes, back out onto the apron, and waits.
LO: Well, it's certainly not a honeymoon tag tag team, eh, Ken?
KO: Definitely not. I don't know what to make of this Spiral guy, but he should thank his lucky stars that he's in there with someone like Cross Recoba. I mean, that guy is all class!
LO: I guess you could say that, or you could say he's a jackass who will do anything, including bribery, to get ahead in this company.
KO: Listen, just because you aren't as sophisticated as Cross and myself doesn't mean you need to criticize. It shows how threatened you really are.
LO: WHAT THE F---
Laurence Othello is cut off by the sounds of marching feet, and the big screen above the stage displays an image of several Zombies straight out of 'The Walking Dead' ambling towards the camera. Deep base sounds fill the arena as 'Inu' by Meshi Kuuna hit's over the PA System, and Kowloon Zombie bursts through the curtain onto the stage. He's body is tensed and hulking up as he does a pose at the top of the ramp. Suddenly Fukushima appears baseball sliding between his legs, and coming up to her knee in front of him, her painted face ghoulish in the lighting effect. The South Korean fans go wild as she pops up to her feet, and starts a strange amble down towards the ring, followed by Kowloon who is more straight forward, barking words of his might to the crowd.
Ring Announcer: And their opponents, weighting in at a combined weight of 407 pounds, and hailing from Hong Kong, China and Fukushima, Japan respectively.....Kowloon Zombie...Fukushima Zombie....THE ZOMBIE CLANNN!!
Once Fukushima reaches ringside she belly slides into the ring and drags her lower body to the center of the ring, staring up through golden eyes at her two opponents while her mouth hangs open revealing a blood red interior. Kowloon leaps straight up to the apron, and thunders into the ring to stand right overtop of her, flexing and showing off his muscles, and then pointing right at Cross Recoba screaming that he owes them money.
LO: I tell you what, The Zombie Clan have been unbelievable throughout this tournament, but after what we saw last show involving Fukushima, I don't see how anyone wouldn't be concerned about being in the ring with her. She's dangerous.
KO: Yeah, but every person in this thing is dangerous. You saw how cold and calculating that Spiral can be, and we know that Cross Recoba knows no boundries...I don't think they have that much to worry about.
LO: Ken, she tossed another human being off of a two story roof.
KO: Yeah, and Lady Munin's man left her tied to a chair in front of a battery charger, with a bucket of water flowing right for her...
LO: When you lay it all out on the table, it's all criminal...
KO: Well, you're going to have to save it, cause there's the bell, and it looks like Cross Recoba and Kowloon are going to start this thing off...
Recoba stares across the ring at Kowloon for a moment, while the referee warns him to lose the Halliburton still in his right hand. He waves the referee off, setting the briefcase on the top rope, and inputs the code required to open the case. When he lifts it open there are several stacks of cash, U.S. dollars, revealed to be within. He leaves the case up as he carries it to the center of the ring, where he indicates it is meant for Kowloon Zombie.
LO: What the hell is this?
KO: I told you, Laur! All class! That’s the 100,000 dollars he owes the Zombie Clan for taking out Lady Munin last show!
LO: Are you kidding me….
KO: What an honorable man Cross Recoba is. Taking care of business now so that he doesn’t feel like he owes them anything for when this match gets started.
The Zombies exchange glances, and Kowloon shrugs, making his way to the center of the ring where Cross continues to present the case. Kowloon takes the case from his hands, staring down at the money, and he can’t hide the twinkle in his eye as he lifts one of the stacks out of the case. Cross urges him to count it, and Kowloon eyes him, but nods, starting to thumb through the currency.
Suddenly Recoba grabs the top of the case and slams it down on Kowloon’s fingers, causing the large Zombie to jerk his fingers free and drop the case. Money spills out onto the canvas as the referee tries to intervene, but Recoba takes the momentary distraction as a chance to jump right onto Kowloon with right hands that knock him back into the ropes. Fukushima protests from the apron as Recoba opens up with vicious rights and lefts, eventually pushing Kowloon up against the ropes and lay in knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. Cross seems supremely confident in the driver’s seat when Kowloon suddenly steps into one of those chops, delivering a knee lift into Recoba’s gut to cut him off.
LO: The sheer size of Kowloon coming into play there, as he fires in a meaty right hand that send Recoba to the canvas. That’ll teach him to try and pull a fast one on The Zombie Clan, the slime.
KO: Whatever! Cross rising to his feet, but here comes Zombie with an elbow down across the back of his shoulders and neck that sends him diving back down to the mat…
Kowloon steps over to stand over Recoba, reaching down and clamping down on his trapezius muscles on either side of his neck. The result is pain washing across Cross’ face as he’s yanked back up to his feet by his traps, and then lifted into the air and slammed back down to the canvas with authority. Kowloon gives the South Korean crowd a grin, and they applaud as Cross crawls towards his corner to try and make a pin.
LO: Kowloon cutting off Cross’ escape by grabbing him by the ankle, and yanks him back to the center of the ring with little effort…
KO: This guy is like a gorilla out here, just tossing the man around like he’s nothing! It isn’t fair!
Kowloon manages to hook Recoba around the waist as he tries to rise, and just lifts him up and carries him around the ring at his side, producing a shocked and worried expression across Cross’ face. Finally, looking right at spiral with a big grin, Kowloon comes to a stop, and then lambasts him down to the mat with a thunderous gutwrench suplex. Kowloon goes for a cover…
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LO: THR-NO! Cross out at two and a half, but I tell you, it’s been all Zombie Clan thus far as Kowloon just imposes his physical dominance onto ‘The Fox’..
KO: Obviously Recoba had a different strategy, but it’s been shut down by sheer power. He needs to make a tag before things get too hectic in there!
Kowloon continues grinning at Spiral as he jerks Cross up by the hair of the head, driving him face first into the top turnbuckle of his own corner, where he tags in an eager Fukushima! Fuki comes into the ring as Kowloon exits, but the big man keeps a hold on Cross so that he’s stuck in the corner, as the other Zombie steps out to the center, waves at Spiral, and then charges back in at cross with a pair of knee’s that strike him right in the chest.
LO: Cross stumbling out of the corner clutching at himself here, and Fukushima just hopped up to the second rope and DIVES OFF TO CATCH HIM WITH A BULLDOG THAT DRIVES HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE CANVAS!
KO: This isn’t fair, Laur! Spiral needs to get in there and do something!
LO: I think Spiral needs to keep doing exactly what he’s doing, observing the match and waiting in his corner for a possible tag…
Fukushima gets to her feet and hits off the ropes, rushing back in on her prone opponent as she leaves her feet to commit to a front flip that ends in a senton that crushes The Fox into the mat. She quickly flips around and hooks the leg for a cover.
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LO: NO! Recoba with a kick out at two, and now Fukushima has pulled him up into a seated position, and…what’s she….OH! OCTUPUS SUBMISSION HAS CROSS RECOBA ALL TIED UP!
KO: That isn’t fair! He isn’t anywhere near the ropes!
LO: Um…I think that’s the point, Ken.
Cross cries out in pain as Fukushima roars, cranking on the various limbs she now has entangled. From the back of the room it probably looks like Recoba is wearing a human backpack with a scary face, as she torques and writhes to maintain her hold. Eventually, however, Recoba does manage to get an arm free, and when he does, he reaches up behind him and rakes his fingers across Fuki’s eyes, resulting in her loosening her grip on the hold and momentarily being blinded.
LO: The referee warning Cross, but he doesn’t look like he much cares as he’s finally free of the pressure from the hold.
KO: I don’t know what Caputo’s so upset about, I mean, what was he supposed to do? This crazy nightmare come to life was on him like some sort of sea creature!
Cross takes the momentary reprieve of Fuki’s blindness to quickly crawl his way over to his corner, where he reaches up to make a tag. Spiral stares at that hand, and for a moment everyone in the arena could have sworn that he wasn’t going to tag it, but eventually he slaps Recoba’s palm and enters the ring.
LO: Well, here comes Spiral for what some could say is his actual debut match, considering how he earned this spot by not really doing anything.
KO: What in the hell are you talking about? He outsmarted nine other wrestlers, and single handedly eliminated Fallon Lockhart to EARN this spot beside Cross Recoba!
LO: He stood on the outside and committed only after everyone else had forgotten he was already there!
KO: Exactly! Genius! But either way, he’s getting physical now as he just caught Fukushima right in the jaw with a haymaker that sends her stumbling over into a neutral corner.
Spiral wades in with rights and lefts, a mixture of jabs, hooks, and uppercuts causing Fuki’s head to knock back and forth against the top turnbuckle. Eventually he pushes her forehead back by a fistful of hair, and lays in one massive right directly to her jaw that causes her eyes to roll into the back of the head as she slumps down the turnbuckles to a seated position.
LO: Well, regardless about how I feel about the man, Spiral is most definitely a powerful striker! That last shot nearly knocked Fukushima unconscious, and Kowloon is railing for her to get her ass up for a tag!
KO: Not likely, as Spiral takes a few steps back to the center of the ring, and then charges back for Fuki, THROWING HIS FOOT OUT TO WASH RIGHT ACROSS HER FACE!!
Fuki’s head lolls to the side as she clutches her skull, and Spiral reaches down to jerk her up to her feet, takes her by the wrist, and then whips her extremely hard to the opposite side. When she strikes the turnbuckles, she does so with such authority that it flings her forward to attack the canvas with her face. Spiral steps over, ignoring Kowloon’s protests, pulling the woman up, and sending her back to the corner that they came to in much the same fashion, and again she’s sent hurtling to the canvas.
LO: Size advantage on display as Spiral steps back in on Fuki, yanks her up, hooks her around the waist, and BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX CRUSHES HER INTO THE MAT!
KO: And he hooks the leg while staring right at Kowloon Zombie!
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LO: THREe-NO! Fukushima barely able to roll the shoulder at the last second, but she does, and Kowloon is shaking his head, and striking the top turnbuckle to try and get fan support!
KO: Spiral now pulling her up again, this time hooking her around the head, and SNAP SUPLEX TAKES HER BACK DOWN…and he floats right over into another cover!
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LO: THRE-NO! Fuki out at two and a half this time, and Spiral pulls her up to her feet by a fistful of hair, drags her back over to his corner, and slams her face first into the waiting boot of Cross Recoba!
KO: There’s a tag, and now Cross coming back in and laying the boots to Fukushima relentlessly!
Cross continues to stomp until Fukushima is in a sitting position, and then he grabs either leg to drag her out of the corner, but she grabs the middle rope to keep from going anywhere. Cross smirks, and in a burst of strength pulls on her ankles so hard that it lifts her up into the air, and as she is pulled close to him he switches his grasp, turning the grapple into a Sit Out Powerbomb! He retains control of her legs for a cover.
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LO: THREe-NO! This time Kowloon came into the ring to stomp Cross on the back of the head to break up the pin, but the referee is already pushing the big man back out of the ring…
KO: And Cross is capitalizing on this momentary lack of officiating…
LO: TO CLASP BOTH HANDS AROUND THE WOMAN’S THROAT AND BLATANTLY CHOKE HER! COME ON!
KO: Yeah, and look at this idiot Kowloon, he’s still arguing with the referee instead of getting out of the ring so that Caputo might actually catch him in the act! Priceless!
Eventually Kowloon dips back to the apron, but by the time the referee turns back to the interior of the ring, Cross has abandoned the choke, and has pulled Fukushima up to her feet and pushes her back into the ropes. He shoots her off to the other side, and when she rebounds he steps out to meet her with a boot to her midsection which doubles her over, a hook around the head and her far arm, and then a violent swing to the left that sends her crashing down to the mat awkwardly against her neck.
LO: SWINGING NECKBREAKER FROM CROSS, and now the cover!
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KO: THREe-NO! Kowloon back in to break it up, and this time he’s not just getting out! He’s got Recoba up to his feet, and JUST LIFTED HIM HIGH ABOVE HIS HEAD INTO A GORILLA PRESS…..AND SENT HIM RIGHT UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE OUT INTO THE FRONT ROW!
Fans scatter as The Fox makes an unannounced visit to ringside, barely missing the top of the guardrail, but still crashing painfully through the front row of steel chairs. In the ring, Caputo is all over Kowloon, ready to throw out the match, but he holds his hands up innocently and steps back out onto the apron. Spiral, for his part, casually leans against the ropes and watches as his partner tries to pull himself out of the wreckage of chairs. Fukushima manages to use the ropes to pull herself up, and Kowloon demands she make a tag, but upon noticing Recoba out in the wasteland, she shakes her head and with a cryptic grin starts to make her way up the nearby turnbuckles.
LO: Kowloon is screaming for Fukushima to make a tag, but the woman looks almost obsessed with causing bodily harm, hers or Recoba’s, as she is now perched on the top rope!
KO: COME ON CAPUTO! Get in there and stop her! This isn’t right!
As Cross dumps himself up and over the guardrail to rejoin the ringside area, he pulls himself to his feet and turns back to the ring just in time to watch in horror as Fukushima turns herself into a human missile, diving off the top rope into a 630 senton that catches him flush and wipes both competitors out. For a moment, the fans, announcers, and other participants at ringside are struck silent. Even Spiral on the other side of the ring looks mildly impressed. Then, like a tidal wave, there is an explosion of cheers throughout the arena that nearly blow the roof off the complex.
LO: JISATSU SAKURU!! That translates in Japanese to ‘Coming Soon’, and by God….Fukushima Zombie has arrived in this match!
KO: I…I don’t even know what to say!
LO: Well Kowloon just dropped down from his side of the ring and makes his way over to the wreckage, and he just scooped up Fukushima and placed her back into the ring very near their corner!
KO: Now how is that fair, and why hasn’t Caputo thrown this out?!
LO: I guess she’s allowing a certain amount of latitude in this match considering the stakes…either way, Kowloon just hopped back to the apron…BUT HERE COMES SPIRAL! SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES TO KOWLOON JUST EJECTED BOTH MEN TO CRASH DOWN TO THE CEMENT FLOOR!
KO: NOW WHY WOULD HE DO THAT?!? DOESN’T HE KNOW THAT CROSS IS GOING TO NEED A TAG!!
Spiral falls off of Kowloon and tries to stand, but finds himself woozy and crumples back down to a seated position as Kowloon is uncertain of which hurts worse, his midsection from the spear, or his spine from smacking the concrete. Meanwhile, Cross Recoba has indeed pulled himself up by use of the ring apron, and stumbles his way over to the steps to aid him in his trek back into the ring. He looks very worse for wear, but Fukushima is still down over in her corner, and seeing no one there to tag, he makes his way towards her. He reaches down to grab the woman by the leg to drag her to the center of the ring, but once he gets her there, he’s surprised when she reaches up and hooks him around the neck, dragging him down into a small package.
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LO: THREe-KICK OUT! Good God, Fukushima nearly stole this match for her team!
KO: Yeah, but we’re back to square one! Both Fuki and Recoba are hurting in the ring, and they got no one to tag in!
Cross just barely manages to get to his feet, while Fuki pushes up to one knee. He moves in to try and suppress her rise, but suddenly she knocks his hands away and fires in a headbutt that sends him stumbling back to the ropes in surprise. She finally manages to get completely upright, when Cross tears across the ring to try and take her head off with a clothesline, but she manages to duck it, and he continues on to the other side.
LO: Cross rebounding off the ropes now, comes barreling back in, and FUKUSHIMA WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK, BUT CROSS PUT ON THE BRAKES AND CAUGHT IT!
KO: Fukushima wasn’t expecting that, and now he just laced his leg behind the one still on the mat, and sweeps it out from under her to send her down to the mat!
LO: Now he has control of both legs, and…OH NO! HERE IT COMES!
KO: GARIBALDI’S GUILLOTINE!!!
Fukushima cries out in pain as Cross locks both hands, pulling back awkwardly so that the woman’s neck is bent awkwardly against the canvas, while her spine is arched at an unnatural angle in the air. On the outside, Kowloon hears the outcry from his partner, and it spurs him to get back to his feet, but before he can try and get in and help, Spiral has spun him around and sends him hurtling into the steel guardrail. Kowloon strikes it hard and comes stumbling back out clutching his spine, when Spiral rushes in and slips behind him, lifts him up into an inverted fireman carry, and then tosses him out and bringing up his knee to strike Kowloon’s skull on his way down to the concrete floor.
LO: THE SPIRAL EFFECT TO KOWLOON ZOMBIE ON THE OUTSIDE, WHILE FUKUSHIMA CONTINUES TO CRY OUT IN PAIN ON THE INSIDE THANKS TO GARIBALDI’S GUILLOTINE!
KO: Her hand is hovering over the canvas…she’s got nowhere to go!
Fukushima claws to get herself closer to the ropes rather than tap out, and she makes decent process. That is, until Cross loosens the hold a bit, crab walks her back out to the center of the ring, and then tightens down once more. Face paint leaves streaks on the canvas as Fukushima grinds her forehead in the mat, eyes closed tightly, trying to shut out the pain, but eventually her hand hovers over the mat once more, and this time it slams several times off the canvas. Caputo signals for the bell, but Cross shakes his head ‘No’ as he continues to cinch into the maneuver.
LO: COME ON! THE MATCH IS OVER! YOU WON! LET HER LOOSE!
KO: He’s just sending a message to the members of The Zombie Clan that made it through to Allegiance that when they come up against this team of Spiral and Recoba that they are the real deal!
LO: No, What he’s doing is being a son of a bitch in a match that is about to get reversed if there’s any justice in this world!
Caputo warns him of just that, and finally Cross releases the hold and tosses Fukushima’s boots to the mat as the woman clutches at her spine and hangs her head in defeat. He smirks at Caputo as he points at his wrist, and demands that she raise his hand in victory. She shakes her head in disgust, but does her job as the announcement is made.
Ring Announcer: And the winners of this match by submission, the team of SPIRAL AND CROSS RECOBBBAAA!!!
Recoba just laughs as he jerks his hand away from Caputo, and then comes to stand over Fukushima, nudging her skull with the toe of his boot mockingly. Spiral makes his way up the ramp, seemingly not interested in celebrating, his business conducted for the evening. He makes it to the top of the stage when Aokigahara and Siberia Zombie suddenly appear, and the three come to a pause to stare at one another. Spiral searches the two Zombie’s eyes, shrugs, and steps to the side so that they can pass. Aoki gives the man a toothy grin, before grabbing Siberia, and the two rush down the ramp towards the ring.
LO: Well here come reinforcements as Cross continues to mock the downed Fukushima, and Recoba just looked up and realized he’s alone in the ring!
KO: Cross, get out of there!
Cross does just that as Aoki & Siberia belly slide into the ring, popping up ready for action. The South Korean crowd go nuts at the sight of all four members of the Zombie Clan out in the arena, and Aoki follows Cross’ movements as he quickly hightails it around the ring to the ramp and up the stage. Now out of danger, The Fox is back to business, running his mouth and warning them that at Allegiance it will be their time. At the top of the ramp Spiral watches all of this with arms crossed over his chest, his left hand stroking his chin, just before he turns and disappears behind the curtain.
LO: Folks, we’ve seen this Chimera Tag Tournament have its up’s and down’s, twists and turns, but we finally have a Main Event for Allegiance! It will be the team of Spiral & Cross Recoba, Brennan Devlin & Cosmo Cooper, The Zombie Clan, Aokigahara and Siberia, #Trendsetters, and Neo Tokyo in a tag team turmoil elimination match to crown the first ever Chimera Tag Team Champions!
KO: It’s crazy to think about how many people have come in and out of this tournament. I mean, there are some superstars that started the tournament that aren’t even here with the company anymore!
LO: Indeed it is, and as we get this final shot of The Zombie Clan helping Fukushima and Kowloon up the ramp, you have to wonder how many twists and turns that match at Allegiance will have?
KO: I don’t know, but they aren’t the only ones set to gain something on that card.
LO: You’re right. It’s official! Zachariah Krahe will challenge Brodie for the UnYielding Championship in a Hell In A Cell match to finally put their feud over the title to rest!
KO: Not only that, but the winner of that match will also become the #1 Contender to the Apex Championship!
LO: It’s going to be an exciting night that comes to you LIVE on April 7th 2019 from Osaka, Japan, and will conclude our tour through Asia.
KO: Wait…I’m getting a last minute update….WHOA!
LO: What is it?
KO: ROXI JOHNSON HAS BEEN ADDED TO THE HELL IN A CELL MATCH!
LO: You mean a triple threat?
KO: YES! Apparently management felt like after her performance here tonight deserved a rematch, and rather than wait to see who would come out of Allegiance, they have added her to that match!
LO: My God! That changes everything! Roxi Johnson could win her first singles title, AND become the #1 Contender to the Apex Championship!
KO: Crazy times are coming folks, and if you aren’t a member of Fite TV yet, this is the time to do it because we are out of time!
LO: Hey, Ken. Isn’t it nice to end a show with good news instead of someone getting electrocuted or tossed off a building?
KO: I don’t know. I’m a pretty big fan of wonton violence…
LO: Either way, I’m Laurence Othello, and this has been…
KO: Kenneth Othello…
TOGETHER: And we are the Othello Brothers signing off!
The camera captures one final shot of The Zombie Clan at the top of the stage, before fading to the VPW logo, then the Fite TV logo, and then to black.