Post by Johnny Rebel on Dec 5, 2016 19:07:17 GMT
PW Presents...
LIVE from Club AVALON in Hollywood, California
Tuesday, November 29th @ 7pm EST on YouTube
ON AIR
(We go live right away to the inside of the jam packed AVALON Hollywood club! A dance remake of ‘Closer’ by The Chainsmokers plays in the background with high thumping bass, distorting how terrible the song could be. A scan of the crowd shows an even mix of club goers and wrestling fans looking to get their late night fix in on this Tuesday evening. Blacklight strobes and thick white spotlights criss cross the capacity packed crowd, showing how amped they are for Redemption 101. After enough crowd showcasing, we go to the announce booth where a three piece suited Alpine waits along with a ‘BAD BOY’ tank top wearing, zebra wind pants wearing, beer swilling bastard known as Johnny Rodz. Fans scream behind them, so the two speak close to their mics.)
Alpine: Welcome everyone to Redemption 101 here live from club AVALON here in Hollywood, California!
Rodz: If you think it’s hopping out here, you should take a look outside…
(Upon Rodz’s cue we go outside where we see a huge cluster of fans huddled around the front of the club. Hanging above the marquee over the sign is a giant ‘100’ inch screen, and from the building across the street the action is displayed from an HD projector to the screen outside. The hundreds of fans wild out for PW now that it’s live, completely blocking off the street in front of the club. Back to the announce booth.)
Alpine: After how many fans we had to turn away for Redemption 100, we decided to set up a HD projector on the building across the street so we can show all the turned away fans what’s going on inside.
Rodz: Why doesn’t Rodrick just book bigger venues? Bigger venues equal more revenue.
Alpine: Yes, and also higher rent and maintenance costs. Slaine knows what he’s doing. That said, he’s prepared a stacked card for the fans tonight!
Rodz: Yes he has. Two of the toughest World Champions to ever hold the title face off in the main event as Rowyn Starr takes on Masaru Inoue!
Alpine: That is going to be an insane main event. This is a first time meeting for these two PW megastars. I won’t dare predict, all I can say is it will be a fight.
Rodz: Damn straight it will. But before that is a co-main that could be a main event itself, as that mohawk sporting retard Mason Daniels returns to face off against everyone’s favorite huge titted vampire, Aurora!
Alpine: Very flattering description. Aurora made this challenge after Mason attacked her partner Masaru after their tag team mat….
Rodz: Hold that thought numb nuts, let’s head to the back entrance!
(Rodz leads us to an alleyway behind the club where Masaru Inoue, Rowyn Starr, and Mason Daniels are all brawling! Masaru grabs a trash can and goes to smash it over Rowyn’s head. Rowyn grabs it, and the two engage in a tug of war for the trash can. Fans hear the commotion and gather around the back alley to watch the fight. Mason breaks the tug of war with a huge lariat to the back of Rowyn’s neck! Rowyn crumples to the asphalt as Masaru makes the most of the opportunity. He smashes Mason in the head with the trash can, knocking him on his ass! Masaru waves on the opposition as security funnels out the back entrance to take care of the situation. Rowyn and Mason are held down as Masaru backs up with a smirk, raising his hands in the air. Security backs off of him as we head back to the announce table.)
Alpine: Something tells me Mason started that fight.
Rodz: Something tells me they were all willing participants.
Alpine: I can’t refute that. Anyways, we don’t have much time to chit chat so let’s get down to our first match of the night, Serenity Willingham versus Phillip Kennedy!
Rodz: Two newcomers who I know nothing about. Go dude related to my favorite president.
Serenity Willingham vs. Phillip Kennedy
(Coming out first to a decent ovation is Serenity, who waves to the crowd and high fives a few fans before hopping into the ring. Out next is Phillip Kennedy, sporting his Stetson as he walks to ringside to a mixed reaction. The ring girl tries to take his hat from him and he orders her to be careful with it before hopping into the ring. The bell rings and the Vegas native brings it right to Serenity by getting her in a collar and elbow tie up and forcefully pushing her to the corner. Once in the corner he gently backs off, raising his hands up in the air with a grin as Serenity smirks. He then chops her hard in the chest, dropping her to her ass to the boos of the fans! He picks her up and hooks her for a suplex. Unfortunately she flips out behind him and lands a variation of the Youthful Ambition! The shocked Serenity goes for the pin…)
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(And a kickout! Serenity backs off as she waits for Kennedy to stand.)
Alpine: Serenity just landed a variation of her sitout facebuster finisher the Youthful Ambition a minute into the match!
Rodz: That she did, but she didn’t get the pin. Kudos for trying to quick kill the big son of a bitch, but he needs to have more damage done to him.
(Kennedy looks pissed, and gets up with a running charge. He aims for Serenity in the corner, but she leaps up just in time and double stomps him on the back as he goes for a low tackle! The crowd is loving it as she hooks his head and goes for a tornado DDT. She goes for a spring off the ropes and Phillip makes her pay for it with a snake eyes! She dangles on the ropes, and he sends her crashing back first into the guardrail with a running shoulder block! “HOLY SHIT!!” from the audience as Serenity clutches her sore back and screams out in pain. Philip realizes she’s not going to get up quick from that and he hops to the outside. From behind he hooks her by gut, and gutwrench suplexes her into the ring! With a quick brush of the hands he hops back inside.)
Rodz: The power difference here is dramatic. This is a real man wrestling a little girl, literally.
Alpine: PW has always been one of those companies to defy genders. If you’re talented enough, you will succeed regardless of what you’re packing.
(Phillip waits for Serenity to stand, then comes from behind with a german suplex hook. He throws her backward, but surprisingly the young woman lands on her feet! Phillip races at her for a lariat, she ducks, bounces off the opposite ropes, then comes back with an asai moonsault! In an interesting variation, Phillip lariats her in mid air from an upside down position! Serenity is hammered down to the mat, and it's not long after that Phillip slides down for the pin.)
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3!!!
WINNER: Phillip Kennedy via PINFALL @ 7 minutes, 46 seconds.
(Kennedy quickly leaves the ring, but not before grabbing his Stetson from ringside. He does a little victory jog to the back as we cut to the announce booth.)
Alpine: Kennedy ripped right through Serenity with that brutal upside down lariat! I'm a little concerned for her well being after taking a shot like that.
Rodz: You should be, he absolutely annihilated her. That said she got in a little bit of offense.
Alpine: Serenity still has a future here in PW, she just went up against someone more experienced, that's all.
Rodz: And bigger. And stronger. And cagier.
[Cut to: a door, opening. Through it walks 'the Las Vegas Lariat' Phillip Kennedy, still sweat-marked from his match, carrying his Stetson underarm. On the threshold, he stops dead, eyes fixed on something we can't see.]
Phillip: Huh.
[Our view pulls back to reveal the source of his attention - a pair of long, supple legs, coated in tight-fit rubber thigh boots, one crossed over the other. Woman's legs, I mean. Not octopus legs. (though those would also get your attention, I expect)]
Phillip: Nice, but I'd prefer 'em in something sheer and lacey, if I'm honest.
[He lets the door swing shut and walks over to his locker for a towel, in the process revealing the owner of those legs as Veronica Valiant. She's sat on a folding chair and leaning back against the lockers, already clad in her ring attire.]
Veronica: So would I. But it takes a long time, and a mountain of talc, to slip these puppies on so I've developed the habit of doing it early, for better or worse.
Phillip: I can imagine, but that doesn't explain why you're here. Unless you need help taking it all off again, in which case I'm your man.
Veronica: Ha, no. It's actually more embarrassing that that. I...just wanted to see you.
Phillip: Really?
Veronica: Yup. Preferably shirtless and damp, of course.
Phillip: There it is... [spreads arms wide] Satisfied?
[Veronica smirks, but makes a point of looking him up and down anyway before standing up.]
Veronica: That'll do for now. Anyway - I do appreciate this, and our earlier twittering. Not a whole lot of people who actively want to talk to me, and most of the ones that do are idiots of one kind or another. You, though - there's a brain behind that dimpled chin, isn't there, Mr. Kennedy?
[Phillip, leaning one shoulder against his locker, laughs gently and nods.]
Phillip: Enough brains to know flirting when I hear it, and to always keep something up my sleeve...
Veronica: You're not wearing sleeves.
Phillip: Metaphorically. Just means I've gotta think about different hiding places.
[Veronica frowns, and her gaze starts to drop to waist level...before Phillip reaches into his hat.]
Phillip: Dirty thoughts, lady. Lucky you I don't mind 'em.
[With a flourish, Phillip draws out a playing card and presents it to Veronica, who rolls her eyes.]
Veronica: Please tell me there's a number on that and you're not just doing close-up magic schtick in my face.
Phillip: There's an 8 on it. And also a phone number, yeah.
[Veronica plucks the card away and turns it over in her hands, then smiles.]
Veronica: Consider it considered, Mr. Kennedy.
[With that, she turns and pushes her way out through the door. Phillip moseys over to peer out after her...]
Veronica: [Voice echoing from down hall] And now you're watching my butt leave.
Phillip: [Calling after her] Damn right!
[Then, Phillip lets the door swing shut and returns to his locker with a smugly satisfied look on his face. We go to another area backstage, this being the dressing room of Finn Whelan. The crowd pops when they see Finn and Elena in his dressing room on the PhoenixTron. From there the camera man picks up on the few choice words of Finn.)
Elena: Jessica Hendrix didn't have anything for Brad Linard. She sure as hell won't have anything for you.
Finn: You don't have to tell me partner.
(Elena smiles, and gives Finn a playful punch on the shoulder.)
Elena: Good luck out there dear.
Finn: Luck is for losers. I'm guaranteed to win this.
(Finn then leaves the dressing room and leaves Elena shaking her head with a grin. Cut to the announce booth.)
Alpine: Finn seems to be one confident man heading into his match with Jessica Hendrix tonight.
Rodz: I mean, can you blame him? His opposition is 115 pounds.
Alpine: I think that’s his attitude in general, he just seems to be a veteran who’s sure of his abilities.
Rodz: Well I will give Jessica a little credit, she didn’t do too bad against a sober Linard.
Alpine: Let’s she if she can take out a big name in her debut!
Finn Whelan vs. Jessica Hendrix
(Jessica comes out first to ‘Irresistible’ by Fallout Boy(club version), which gets the crowd hopping. Strobes flicker everywhere, and still are in effect when the theme changes to ‘Everybody Sells Cocaine’. The crowd boos hard, with a few hardcore fans trying to counteract that with loud “FINN!!” chants. Finn comes out with a sour look on his face to the boos and hops in the ring. The bell rings and Jessica runs right at Finn, surprising him with an armdrag! He sits there for a second, then nods his head. She dropkicks him as he stands up, to which he casually falls to his butt and shrugs. She then picks him up by his hair and hooks him for a suplex. She then surprisingly snap suplexes Finn up and over as he goes light as a feather!)
Alpine: What in the hell is Finn doing? It’s like he’s allowing Jessica to beat him up!
Rodz: Alright, I see what he’s doing here.
Alpine: What’s that?
Rodz: He’s going the Mickey route.
(Jessica is hyped, and starts pumping her fist as she takes a corner! “HEN-DRIX!” chants go throughout the club as the casuals cheer for the hot chick who is winning. As soon as Finn stands, she cracks him with a superkick! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as he staggers and checks his mouth for blood. She then goes to hook him for a See Ya Doll, and he shrugs her off, boots her in the gut on the turnaround, and lands the Revelation 6:4! Her head smacks off the mat with impact, leaving the crowd with mixed feelings. He then goes behind her, lifts up her arms, and then crushes her face into the mat with the Seattle Terror! “HOLY SHIT!!” chants get going through the boos as Finn looks down, then to the crowd, asking “should I pin her?”)
Alpine: What a huge turnaround! With two moves Finn has put Jessica in serious danger, and now this sick bastard is asking if he should pin her!?
Rodz: DON’T GO FOR THE PIN! BREAK HER ARM!
Alpine: You’re despicable Johnny.
Rodz: And proud of it.
(Instead of pinning her, Finn yanks her limp body up to her feet. He then locks her in a headlock, lifts her up, and drops her on her skull with the Revelation 6:4 again! With a palm to the face and the other yawning, Finn makes the pinfall.)
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WINNER: Finn Whelan via PINFALL @ 5 minutes, 21 seconds.
Alpine: Finn absolutely toyed with Jessica Hendrix out there. This man is going to be a dangerous force in Phoenix in due time.
Rodz: Agree. He may looked like a strung out punk rock bassist but the guy proves you can't judge a methhead by his tattoos and lankiness.
(Finn Whelan raises his hands to the roaring crowd, then makes his way to the back as Oz Jr. checks on the out of it Jessica Hendrix.)
Alpine: I'm getting word that Seth Black has a special announcement planned for the end of this show. What do you think it could be?
Rodz: Not sure, but I'm getting word from the back that we have an uninvited visitor!
(Cutting to the rear entrance of the club we see a pissed off, bandaged Ron Swat storming through the club corridors. He seethes in anger, causing any staff members to clear out of his way quickly. Cut to the announce booth.)
Rodz: Alright, who let the mongoloid in the building?
Alpine: I don’t think Ron’s aware that he can’t come to a show when injured. Maybe he’s here to visit friends backstage?
(Both men laugh at how much of a loner asshole Ron Swat is.)
Alpine: My bad. Anyways up next we have one hell of a hyped free agent signing. Former Honor Wrestling Diamond Champion Elena DeDraca will make her PW debut against Charlotte Villenueve!
Rodz: I would hope Charlotte takes this match seriously. Elena looks like the type to take a chunk of Charlotte’s neck for the fuck of it.
Alpine: Well she’s not a vampire, but by her complexion I can see where you’re going.
Elena DeDraca vs. Charlotte Villenueve
(The clumsy one is first to make her way out, and to the surprise of Charlotte she hears a dance mix rendition of ‘Linus and Lucy’, which surprisingly is quite catchy and gets the floor going! Charlotte is not as happy as usual and is quite confused, but eventually she sees how happy the crowd is and gets back in the spirit. She gets in the ring and ‘Painkiller’ by Judas Priest hits, getting the boos from the crowd right off the bat as metal is not appreciated in this top 40 pop bubblegum club. Once Elena comes out through the curtains though there are cheers, some from hardcore fans, others from just how hot she is. She enters the ring and plays to the crowd a bit before the bell rings. Like a good sport, Charlotte goes to shake her hand. Elena shakes her hand, but whips her right into a side headlock!)
Rodz: That’s the spirit Elvira! Make her pay for doing that stupid handshake bullshit!
Alpine: It’s not stupid Johnny, it’s a sign of respect.
Rodz: It’s a sign of you wanting to play patty cake and grab ass in the locker room shower. This is a fight, not a holiday party.
(Charlotte is able to push out Elena from the side, sending her to the ropes. She bounces off the ropes and comes back for a clothesline, but Charlotte is able to catch it and whip her backward with a japanese arm drag! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Charlotte cranks on the arm, forcing Elena to a kneeling position. She then dragon whips her arm to the mat, and applies a fujiwara armbar to Elena, keeping her grounded. However the veteran in Elena takes over, and she angles her way to the ropes. With a good stretch she hits the ropes, catching her feet on the bottom. Charlotte immediately breaks the hold and gets up all happy. She starts shooting her palms to the crowd in an effort to get them loud, and she succeeds with a “CHAR-LOTTE!!” chant.)
Alpine: Charlotte has been looking good out there. She’s been able to immobilize Elena’s arm and work on it, although I will say she is doing a little too much showboating.
Rodz: Elena is already up to a crouch. Oh Charlotte, you gonna get it!
(Charlotte turns around to a viscous superkick from Elena, cracking her in the chin! She reels towards the ropes, looking out of it. Elena then boots her in the gut, then drops her to the mat with the British Wave! The crowd rallies behind Elena as she places a boot to Charlotte's chest for a pinfall.)
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WINNER: Elena DeDraca via PINFALL @ 5 minutes, 32 seconds.
Alpine: Charlotte mounted a little bit of offense there, but all it took was a little bit of showboating from her for Elena to capitalize and take her out.
Rodz: This was such a showcase match for Elena. Charlotte does nothing more than make new people look good.
(Elena exits the ring and falls against the crowd who pat her feverishly. As she gets a hero's welcome, we cut to the back where Tony is sitting in what looks like the VIP lounge. Dark blue light bathes him as he tapes his fist and looks to the ground.)
Tony: Everyone keeps on asking me...why didn't you take it?
(Tony finishes up his one unwrapped hand, then punches his palm stiffly.)
Tony: Because I don't need to take it. I have something few in this business have left, dignity. That's why I didn't cower my head and take Slaine's scraps. I earn my wins, no matter what. Tonight, I earn my win against this old hack Kris Keebler, and show why I was a World Champion elsewhere. I'm an elite level talent...and well Kris...
(Tony looks up, fire in his eyes.)
Tony: You're just not on my level.
(He then looks down and punches his palm one more time as we cut back to the announce booth.)
Alpine: I respect Tony’s decision not to take the semi-final spot. It makes sense, he wants to earn his position here in PW. An honest rarity.
Rodz: An honest bonehead if you ask me. Who the fuck turns down a semi-final spot in a title tournament? Titles mean mo’ money. Doesn’t he want more money?
Alpine: I guess for Tony it’s about honor, not the dollar. He’s here in PW to fight his way up the ladder. Kris Keebler presents a hell of a first rung for him getting back his momentum though.
Rodz: Keebs beat the shit out of miss sunshine and rainbows last Redemption. If Kris can come in motivated, Tony will definitely have that fight he wanted.
Alpine: I’m sure he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Kris Keebler vs. Tony Savage
(Savage makes his entrance first, getting a damn good pop for a newcomer based on his exciting match last Redemption. There are some boos as Five Finger Death Punch isn’t exactly a club favorite, but the cheers drown them out. Tony smirks to the favorable reaction as he walks out to ringside, then proceeds to toss his tanktop out to the drunk hos at the bar. They scramble to catch it like flowers at a wedding as the theme changes to ‘Cocky’ by Kid Rock. Immediately there’s boos, as Kid Rock is hated in the club kid community. Keebler enjoys the hate as he walks out to his special white marble design tights, catching the black light from above and making his legs glow brightly. He steps in the ring and looks smugly at Tony, who’s ready to fight. The bell rings and Tony storms Keebler with a hard combo in the corner, catching him off guard! Keebler covers up as Tony pounds away! The fans stand and Oz Jr. checks in for a possible stoppage!)
Alpine: Tony just might get the stoppage win here! He is nailing a fierce combo on Keebler with Oz ready to step in!
Rodz: HELL YEAH LET’S SEE A KO!!
(Right before Oz Jr. can step in, Keebler nails a thumb to the eye, halting the combo! Tony backs away, swinging wild haymakers with partial vision. Keebler takes advantage of that with a drop toe hold on the temporarily blinded Tony and hooks him in a single crab. Kris arches his weight on Tony’s spine, causing him to grimace. Tony chooses to power through it though, hand walking himself to the bottom rope. Kris stops that with a yank back to the middle of the ring. This time he goes for a boston crab, but Tony stops that with an upkick, and another! Keebler releases and backs off, checking his nose. Tony takes advantage and rushes to his feet, ducks a punch, and scoops up Keebler for a manhattan drop style spinebuster! Tony then pushes up, looks out the crowd who shows him love, then looks down on Keebler as he tightens his right fist.)
Alpine: Kris did a good job of keeping Tony grounded, but he found a way back to his feet and is looking to use his deadly fists again!
Rodz: Keebler needs to take it back to the mat or else this kid is gonna knock him out. Tony would be perfect for a certain upcoming tournament.
Alpine: Shhh. Patience.
(Tony waves for Keebler to come up, begging for that heart punch of his. Keebler turns around to see Tony rushing his way, and is able to drop toe hold Tony into the bottom rope! Tony lays there suspended as Kris runs to the opposite ropes, bounces off, and comes back for a big leg to the neck. Unfortunately for him Tony moves off just in time, making Kris miss! Tony then lands him with a solid shot to the chin as he stands between the ropes, getting "OHHH!!"s from the crowd. He then pulls Kris in, raises his fist for the Cardiac Arrest, and gets a sudden desperate low blow from Keebler! The shot drops Tony to his knees as Oz Jr. rings for the bell!!)
WINNER: Tony Savage via DISQUALIFICATION @ 8 minutes, 11 seconds.
Alpine: Oh come on Kris! Right in broad daylight!
Rodz: He's doing what he has to in order to not take a legitimate L. I support Kris in his actions.
(With the match coming to an end, Keebler taking the loss, he’s far from calm. Tony, grabbing the victory has his back to Keebler as he celebrates the big win. Keebler immediately popped to his feet as he wasted little to no time in attacking Savage with a vicious forearm to the back of the neck, putting him down on the canvas. The boos reigned in for Keebler who at this point had been a salty fighter the whole contest, indulging in cheap tactics throughout the match.)
Alpine: What a sore loser this man is! Can’t just accept defeat and move on!
Rodz: Oh don’t act like Tony didn’t have it coming to him.
Alpine: What?! Kris cheated!!..Oh god, what is he up to now?
(Keebler upon taking down Savage with a vicious attack, he exited the ring and recovered a chair from over by the Timekeepers table before sliding back in the ring. Even more boos come reigning in on Keebler as he dropped the chair down on the back of Savage before placing it down on the mat to which he grabbed up Tony Savage and delivered with much attitude, the “Kookie Kutter”, leaving Tony right in the middle of the ring.)
Alpine: That was so unnecessary for Keebler to do. He’s not getting away with this!
Rodz: Well from the looks of it, the Measuring Stick is getting away with it. He just laid him flat out with the Kookie Kutter on that chair. Keebler does not care!
Alpine: Keebler might be temporarily getting away with this but not for long. Winter Warfare is right around the corner, payback will be on the mind of one, Tony Savage.
(Keebler makes his way out of the ring and slowly up the ramp, clapping his hands, applauding himself for the display he just left in the ring. Keebler gives thumbs down to some of the jeering fans before making his way to the back. A video package is shown of the number one contender Faith. Highlights of her in the ring followed with shots of her inside of a gym, punching and kicking, working on her form.)
Faith: “She’s a legend in this business. She’s undefeated and stand over all right now but I’m here for the challenge of taking her down, once and for all.”
(More highlights are shown of her work routine as she tackles the kickpads that her trainer holds. Swift shots are seen before sights of her wiping away sweat before continuing.)
Faith: “If you know me, you know I enjoy a good challenge. I’m looking forward to taking that title from around her waist.”
(A few more highlights, that of complete, dominating enders as it transcends to her delivering those same hard shots into the body bag. The video fades to its end getting an intense stare from Faith as things come back to ringside.)
Alpine: Faith is certainly looking like a threat to Aurora’s continued reign. The Queen of PW wants nothing more than to continue on her legacy as the undefeated champion, but Faith may be the spoiler to that.
Rodz: I dunno, the kid ended up getting MDK'd last Redemption. I’d rather see what she can do up against Skyler Nunez before I start trumpeting her as the next Rebirth Champion.
Alpine: Fair enough. Skylar wants to work her way up in PW. What better way than taking out the number one contender?
Faith vs. Skylar Nunez
(‘One More Hit’ by Alison Wonderland gets bumping over the sound system, getting the crowd hopping hard for the club friendly song. Skylar comes out in a brick red singlet, nodding her head as the crowd gets wild. She slides into the ring and nods along with her song as she awaits her opponent. The theme song changes to ‘Stitched Up Heart’ by Monster, to which “AHHH”s of disappointment fill the crowd from a club song ending. They get used to the dance friendly metal though as Faith steps out from the back looking ready to fight. She steps into the ring and cracks her neck, then rolls her wrists muay thai style as she stares down her opponent. The bell rings and the two girls briefly circle each other. Skylar tries to go for a single leg takedown but Faith shrugs it off and backs off. Skylar tries to rush in again and Faith makes her way for it with a stinging leg kick, getting her to back off as the crowd “OHHH!!”s.)
Alpine: For a tiny as this woman is she hits incredibly hard. Skylar isn’t wearing any shinguards so that shot must’ve really hurt.
Rodz: She’s already got Skylar walking funny off of one shot! This kid better take it to the ground or else she’s gonna have rubber band limbs.
(Skylar tries not to show off the pain of the outside leg kick to the thigh, staying tight as she circles Faith. Faith tries to go for another kick, this time to the ribcage and Skylar catches it, then kicks out her other leg! She quickly drops down for a heel hook, trying to gain some leverage. Faith slithers out of it right away, showing off her improved all round game. Skylar tries to catch her off guard with a running yakuza kick, but Faith has a counter for that as she carefully side steps and lands a roundhouse kick to the head! The shot staggers Skylar, causing her to stumble around the ring. Faith takes charge and hooks her in a plum muay thai clinch and starts hammering away with knees! The third shot drops her to the mat as the fans stand, wanting to see a potential KO. Faith dives into Skylar’s guard with a leaping punch, getting her in full mount and tagging her solidly on the chin!)
Alpine: Faith is pouring it on and is doing everything she can to end this fight quickly!
Rodz: Skylar has taken some big shots, Faith has her dead to rights!
(Faith gets in a couple more really hard shots, and now we're seeing blood! Fans gasp as blood flows from the eye and mouth of Skylar Nunez! Having seen enough brutality, Oz Jr. mercifully puts a stop to this match!)
WINNER: Faith via TKO @ 6 minutes, 02 seconds.
Rodz: Faith FUCKED her shit up. Bad. Like real bad.
Alpine: Faith came in determined to show her loss last Redemption was a fluke, and she proved it. What a dominating performance.
Rodz: If I were Aurora I'd tighten up on my striking training ASAP. This kid could very well knock her out.
(With Faith grabbing the victory and exiting the ring after the raising of her hand, cameras switch from ringside to the backstage area as the camera zooms in on one, Ron Swat, who is backstage yelling like a mad dog...)
Ron Swat: RICHARD!!! RICHARD ROQUE!!! IMA FUCK YOU UP BRO!
(Swat was raging mad, his muscles were intense as hell, swoled, ready to deliver a brutal beatdown to to Richard Roque, that is if he could ever find the poor soul. Room to room, Swat scoured as he saw nothing.)
Ron Swat: COME ON BRO!!! FACE ME BRO!!!
(Seth Black comes walking around the corner as he presses his hand against Swat’s chest, staring him in the eyes.)
Seth Black: Hey, hey ... you’re not supposed to be here! You’re medically suspended, remember?
Ron Swat: Yeah bro, whatever bro. I want that bitch-ass Roque!
Seth Black: Sorry man, no-can-do!
(Just then Richard Roque is seen creeping around the corner as Seth tries to contain Swat’s attention but seeing Roque caused Swat to flip the hell out. He tried shoving Seth out of the way but Seth held his own as Richard took off back out of existence.)
Ron Swat: THIS BULLSHIT BRO!
(Security came into the shot as they tried their best to contain the roided beast who was acting uncontrollably, trying to get after Richard Roque. The strength of Swat was too overpowering for the Security. One member took into his own hands, taking out a tranquilizer before shooting Swat with it right into the side of the neck as the powerful juice became too much for Swat to overcome.)
Seth Black: Get him outta here!
(Security do so as they as a group remove Swat from the building as last shot of Seth shaking his head. Cameras cut to Jackson who was in his locker room along with his daughter, Pixie who was sitting in a chair as she watched her father ready himself for what many considered a “Dream match” this evening.)
Jackson: Well, yet another easy take tonight. I get to take another step further along this Rising Phoenix tourney. In front of me, an old, old man must be taken out of his misery tonight.
(Jackson finished taping up his fists, rolling his neck as he looked back at his daughter.)
Jackson: I’m going to send ol’ Nurvy’ back to his resting place.
LIVE from Club AVALON in Hollywood, California
Tuesday, November 29th @ 7pm EST on YouTube
ON AIR
(We go live right away to the inside of the jam packed AVALON Hollywood club! A dance remake of ‘Closer’ by The Chainsmokers plays in the background with high thumping bass, distorting how terrible the song could be. A scan of the crowd shows an even mix of club goers and wrestling fans looking to get their late night fix in on this Tuesday evening. Blacklight strobes and thick white spotlights criss cross the capacity packed crowd, showing how amped they are for Redemption 101. After enough crowd showcasing, we go to the announce booth where a three piece suited Alpine waits along with a ‘BAD BOY’ tank top wearing, zebra wind pants wearing, beer swilling bastard known as Johnny Rodz. Fans scream behind them, so the two speak close to their mics.)
Alpine: Welcome everyone to Redemption 101 here live from club AVALON here in Hollywood, California!
Rodz: If you think it’s hopping out here, you should take a look outside…
(Upon Rodz’s cue we go outside where we see a huge cluster of fans huddled around the front of the club. Hanging above the marquee over the sign is a giant ‘100’ inch screen, and from the building across the street the action is displayed from an HD projector to the screen outside. The hundreds of fans wild out for PW now that it’s live, completely blocking off the street in front of the club. Back to the announce booth.)
Alpine: After how many fans we had to turn away for Redemption 100, we decided to set up a HD projector on the building across the street so we can show all the turned away fans what’s going on inside.
Rodz: Why doesn’t Rodrick just book bigger venues? Bigger venues equal more revenue.
Alpine: Yes, and also higher rent and maintenance costs. Slaine knows what he’s doing. That said, he’s prepared a stacked card for the fans tonight!
Rodz: Yes he has. Two of the toughest World Champions to ever hold the title face off in the main event as Rowyn Starr takes on Masaru Inoue!
Alpine: That is going to be an insane main event. This is a first time meeting for these two PW megastars. I won’t dare predict, all I can say is it will be a fight.
Rodz: Damn straight it will. But before that is a co-main that could be a main event itself, as that mohawk sporting retard Mason Daniels returns to face off against everyone’s favorite huge titted vampire, Aurora!
Alpine: Very flattering description. Aurora made this challenge after Mason attacked her partner Masaru after their tag team mat….
Rodz: Hold that thought numb nuts, let’s head to the back entrance!
(Rodz leads us to an alleyway behind the club where Masaru Inoue, Rowyn Starr, and Mason Daniels are all brawling! Masaru grabs a trash can and goes to smash it over Rowyn’s head. Rowyn grabs it, and the two engage in a tug of war for the trash can. Fans hear the commotion and gather around the back alley to watch the fight. Mason breaks the tug of war with a huge lariat to the back of Rowyn’s neck! Rowyn crumples to the asphalt as Masaru makes the most of the opportunity. He smashes Mason in the head with the trash can, knocking him on his ass! Masaru waves on the opposition as security funnels out the back entrance to take care of the situation. Rowyn and Mason are held down as Masaru backs up with a smirk, raising his hands in the air. Security backs off of him as we head back to the announce table.)
Alpine: Something tells me Mason started that fight.
Rodz: Something tells me they were all willing participants.
Alpine: I can’t refute that. Anyways, we don’t have much time to chit chat so let’s get down to our first match of the night, Serenity Willingham versus Phillip Kennedy!
Rodz: Two newcomers who I know nothing about. Go dude related to my favorite president.
Serenity Willingham vs. Phillip Kennedy
(Coming out first to a decent ovation is Serenity, who waves to the crowd and high fives a few fans before hopping into the ring. Out next is Phillip Kennedy, sporting his Stetson as he walks to ringside to a mixed reaction. The ring girl tries to take his hat from him and he orders her to be careful with it before hopping into the ring. The bell rings and the Vegas native brings it right to Serenity by getting her in a collar and elbow tie up and forcefully pushing her to the corner. Once in the corner he gently backs off, raising his hands up in the air with a grin as Serenity smirks. He then chops her hard in the chest, dropping her to her ass to the boos of the fans! He picks her up and hooks her for a suplex. Unfortunately she flips out behind him and lands a variation of the Youthful Ambition! The shocked Serenity goes for the pin…)
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(And a kickout! Serenity backs off as she waits for Kennedy to stand.)
Alpine: Serenity just landed a variation of her sitout facebuster finisher the Youthful Ambition a minute into the match!
Rodz: That she did, but she didn’t get the pin. Kudos for trying to quick kill the big son of a bitch, but he needs to have more damage done to him.
(Kennedy looks pissed, and gets up with a running charge. He aims for Serenity in the corner, but she leaps up just in time and double stomps him on the back as he goes for a low tackle! The crowd is loving it as she hooks his head and goes for a tornado DDT. She goes for a spring off the ropes and Phillip makes her pay for it with a snake eyes! She dangles on the ropes, and he sends her crashing back first into the guardrail with a running shoulder block! “HOLY SHIT!!” from the audience as Serenity clutches her sore back and screams out in pain. Philip realizes she’s not going to get up quick from that and he hops to the outside. From behind he hooks her by gut, and gutwrench suplexes her into the ring! With a quick brush of the hands he hops back inside.)
Rodz: The power difference here is dramatic. This is a real man wrestling a little girl, literally.
Alpine: PW has always been one of those companies to defy genders. If you’re talented enough, you will succeed regardless of what you’re packing.
(Phillip waits for Serenity to stand, then comes from behind with a german suplex hook. He throws her backward, but surprisingly the young woman lands on her feet! Phillip races at her for a lariat, she ducks, bounces off the opposite ropes, then comes back with an asai moonsault! In an interesting variation, Phillip lariats her in mid air from an upside down position! Serenity is hammered down to the mat, and it's not long after that Phillip slides down for the pin.)
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WINNER: Phillip Kennedy via PINFALL @ 7 minutes, 46 seconds.
(Kennedy quickly leaves the ring, but not before grabbing his Stetson from ringside. He does a little victory jog to the back as we cut to the announce booth.)
Alpine: Kennedy ripped right through Serenity with that brutal upside down lariat! I'm a little concerned for her well being after taking a shot like that.
Rodz: You should be, he absolutely annihilated her. That said she got in a little bit of offense.
Alpine: Serenity still has a future here in PW, she just went up against someone more experienced, that's all.
Rodz: And bigger. And stronger. And cagier.
[Cut to: a door, opening. Through it walks 'the Las Vegas Lariat' Phillip Kennedy, still sweat-marked from his match, carrying his Stetson underarm. On the threshold, he stops dead, eyes fixed on something we can't see.]
Phillip: Huh.
[Our view pulls back to reveal the source of his attention - a pair of long, supple legs, coated in tight-fit rubber thigh boots, one crossed over the other. Woman's legs, I mean. Not octopus legs. (though those would also get your attention, I expect)]
Phillip: Nice, but I'd prefer 'em in something sheer and lacey, if I'm honest.
[He lets the door swing shut and walks over to his locker for a towel, in the process revealing the owner of those legs as Veronica Valiant. She's sat on a folding chair and leaning back against the lockers, already clad in her ring attire.]
Veronica: So would I. But it takes a long time, and a mountain of talc, to slip these puppies on so I've developed the habit of doing it early, for better or worse.
Phillip: I can imagine, but that doesn't explain why you're here. Unless you need help taking it all off again, in which case I'm your man.
Veronica: Ha, no. It's actually more embarrassing that that. I...just wanted to see you.
Phillip: Really?
Veronica: Yup. Preferably shirtless and damp, of course.
Phillip: There it is... [spreads arms wide] Satisfied?
[Veronica smirks, but makes a point of looking him up and down anyway before standing up.]
Veronica: That'll do for now. Anyway - I do appreciate this, and our earlier twittering. Not a whole lot of people who actively want to talk to me, and most of the ones that do are idiots of one kind or another. You, though - there's a brain behind that dimpled chin, isn't there, Mr. Kennedy?
[Phillip, leaning one shoulder against his locker, laughs gently and nods.]
Phillip: Enough brains to know flirting when I hear it, and to always keep something up my sleeve...
Veronica: You're not wearing sleeves.
Phillip: Metaphorically. Just means I've gotta think about different hiding places.
[Veronica frowns, and her gaze starts to drop to waist level...before Phillip reaches into his hat.]
Phillip: Dirty thoughts, lady. Lucky you I don't mind 'em.
[With a flourish, Phillip draws out a playing card and presents it to Veronica, who rolls her eyes.]
Veronica: Please tell me there's a number on that and you're not just doing close-up magic schtick in my face.
Phillip: There's an 8 on it. And also a phone number, yeah.
[Veronica plucks the card away and turns it over in her hands, then smiles.]
Veronica: Consider it considered, Mr. Kennedy.
[With that, she turns and pushes her way out through the door. Phillip moseys over to peer out after her...]
Veronica: [Voice echoing from down hall] And now you're watching my butt leave.
Phillip: [Calling after her] Damn right!
[Then, Phillip lets the door swing shut and returns to his locker with a smugly satisfied look on his face. We go to another area backstage, this being the dressing room of Finn Whelan. The crowd pops when they see Finn and Elena in his dressing room on the PhoenixTron. From there the camera man picks up on the few choice words of Finn.)
Elena: Jessica Hendrix didn't have anything for Brad Linard. She sure as hell won't have anything for you.
Finn: You don't have to tell me partner.
(Elena smiles, and gives Finn a playful punch on the shoulder.)
Elena: Good luck out there dear.
Finn: Luck is for losers. I'm guaranteed to win this.
(Finn then leaves the dressing room and leaves Elena shaking her head with a grin. Cut to the announce booth.)
Alpine: Finn seems to be one confident man heading into his match with Jessica Hendrix tonight.
Rodz: I mean, can you blame him? His opposition is 115 pounds.
Alpine: I think that’s his attitude in general, he just seems to be a veteran who’s sure of his abilities.
Rodz: Well I will give Jessica a little credit, she didn’t do too bad against a sober Linard.
Alpine: Let’s she if she can take out a big name in her debut!
Finn Whelan vs. Jessica Hendrix
(Jessica comes out first to ‘Irresistible’ by Fallout Boy(club version), which gets the crowd hopping. Strobes flicker everywhere, and still are in effect when the theme changes to ‘Everybody Sells Cocaine’. The crowd boos hard, with a few hardcore fans trying to counteract that with loud “FINN!!” chants. Finn comes out with a sour look on his face to the boos and hops in the ring. The bell rings and Jessica runs right at Finn, surprising him with an armdrag! He sits there for a second, then nods his head. She dropkicks him as he stands up, to which he casually falls to his butt and shrugs. She then picks him up by his hair and hooks him for a suplex. She then surprisingly snap suplexes Finn up and over as he goes light as a feather!)
Alpine: What in the hell is Finn doing? It’s like he’s allowing Jessica to beat him up!
Rodz: Alright, I see what he’s doing here.
Alpine: What’s that?
Rodz: He’s going the Mickey route.
(Jessica is hyped, and starts pumping her fist as she takes a corner! “HEN-DRIX!” chants go throughout the club as the casuals cheer for the hot chick who is winning. As soon as Finn stands, she cracks him with a superkick! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as he staggers and checks his mouth for blood. She then goes to hook him for a See Ya Doll, and he shrugs her off, boots her in the gut on the turnaround, and lands the Revelation 6:4! Her head smacks off the mat with impact, leaving the crowd with mixed feelings. He then goes behind her, lifts up her arms, and then crushes her face into the mat with the Seattle Terror! “HOLY SHIT!!” chants get going through the boos as Finn looks down, then to the crowd, asking “should I pin her?”)
Alpine: What a huge turnaround! With two moves Finn has put Jessica in serious danger, and now this sick bastard is asking if he should pin her!?
Rodz: DON’T GO FOR THE PIN! BREAK HER ARM!
Alpine: You’re despicable Johnny.
Rodz: And proud of it.
(Instead of pinning her, Finn yanks her limp body up to her feet. He then locks her in a headlock, lifts her up, and drops her on her skull with the Revelation 6:4 again! With a palm to the face and the other yawning, Finn makes the pinfall.)
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WINNER: Finn Whelan via PINFALL @ 5 minutes, 21 seconds.
Alpine: Finn absolutely toyed with Jessica Hendrix out there. This man is going to be a dangerous force in Phoenix in due time.
Rodz: Agree. He may looked like a strung out punk rock bassist but the guy proves you can't judge a methhead by his tattoos and lankiness.
(Finn Whelan raises his hands to the roaring crowd, then makes his way to the back as Oz Jr. checks on the out of it Jessica Hendrix.)
Alpine: I'm getting word that Seth Black has a special announcement planned for the end of this show. What do you think it could be?
Rodz: Not sure, but I'm getting word from the back that we have an uninvited visitor!
(Cutting to the rear entrance of the club we see a pissed off, bandaged Ron Swat storming through the club corridors. He seethes in anger, causing any staff members to clear out of his way quickly. Cut to the announce booth.)
Rodz: Alright, who let the mongoloid in the building?
Alpine: I don’t think Ron’s aware that he can’t come to a show when injured. Maybe he’s here to visit friends backstage?
(Both men laugh at how much of a loner asshole Ron Swat is.)
Alpine: My bad. Anyways up next we have one hell of a hyped free agent signing. Former Honor Wrestling Diamond Champion Elena DeDraca will make her PW debut against Charlotte Villenueve!
Rodz: I would hope Charlotte takes this match seriously. Elena looks like the type to take a chunk of Charlotte’s neck for the fuck of it.
Alpine: Well she’s not a vampire, but by her complexion I can see where you’re going.
Elena DeDraca vs. Charlotte Villenueve
(The clumsy one is first to make her way out, and to the surprise of Charlotte she hears a dance mix rendition of ‘Linus and Lucy’, which surprisingly is quite catchy and gets the floor going! Charlotte is not as happy as usual and is quite confused, but eventually she sees how happy the crowd is and gets back in the spirit. She gets in the ring and ‘Painkiller’ by Judas Priest hits, getting the boos from the crowd right off the bat as metal is not appreciated in this top 40 pop bubblegum club. Once Elena comes out through the curtains though there are cheers, some from hardcore fans, others from just how hot she is. She enters the ring and plays to the crowd a bit before the bell rings. Like a good sport, Charlotte goes to shake her hand. Elena shakes her hand, but whips her right into a side headlock!)
Rodz: That’s the spirit Elvira! Make her pay for doing that stupid handshake bullshit!
Alpine: It’s not stupid Johnny, it’s a sign of respect.
Rodz: It’s a sign of you wanting to play patty cake and grab ass in the locker room shower. This is a fight, not a holiday party.
(Charlotte is able to push out Elena from the side, sending her to the ropes. She bounces off the ropes and comes back for a clothesline, but Charlotte is able to catch it and whip her backward with a japanese arm drag! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Charlotte cranks on the arm, forcing Elena to a kneeling position. She then dragon whips her arm to the mat, and applies a fujiwara armbar to Elena, keeping her grounded. However the veteran in Elena takes over, and she angles her way to the ropes. With a good stretch she hits the ropes, catching her feet on the bottom. Charlotte immediately breaks the hold and gets up all happy. She starts shooting her palms to the crowd in an effort to get them loud, and she succeeds with a “CHAR-LOTTE!!” chant.)
Alpine: Charlotte has been looking good out there. She’s been able to immobilize Elena’s arm and work on it, although I will say she is doing a little too much showboating.
Rodz: Elena is already up to a crouch. Oh Charlotte, you gonna get it!
(Charlotte turns around to a viscous superkick from Elena, cracking her in the chin! She reels towards the ropes, looking out of it. Elena then boots her in the gut, then drops her to the mat with the British Wave! The crowd rallies behind Elena as she places a boot to Charlotte's chest for a pinfall.)
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WINNER: Elena DeDraca via PINFALL @ 5 minutes, 32 seconds.
Alpine: Charlotte mounted a little bit of offense there, but all it took was a little bit of showboating from her for Elena to capitalize and take her out.
Rodz: This was such a showcase match for Elena. Charlotte does nothing more than make new people look good.
(Elena exits the ring and falls against the crowd who pat her feverishly. As she gets a hero's welcome, we cut to the back where Tony is sitting in what looks like the VIP lounge. Dark blue light bathes him as he tapes his fist and looks to the ground.)
Tony: Everyone keeps on asking me...why didn't you take it?
(Tony finishes up his one unwrapped hand, then punches his palm stiffly.)
Tony: Because I don't need to take it. I have something few in this business have left, dignity. That's why I didn't cower my head and take Slaine's scraps. I earn my wins, no matter what. Tonight, I earn my win against this old hack Kris Keebler, and show why I was a World Champion elsewhere. I'm an elite level talent...and well Kris...
(Tony looks up, fire in his eyes.)
Tony: You're just not on my level.
(He then looks down and punches his palm one more time as we cut back to the announce booth.)
Alpine: I respect Tony’s decision not to take the semi-final spot. It makes sense, he wants to earn his position here in PW. An honest rarity.
Rodz: An honest bonehead if you ask me. Who the fuck turns down a semi-final spot in a title tournament? Titles mean mo’ money. Doesn’t he want more money?
Alpine: I guess for Tony it’s about honor, not the dollar. He’s here in PW to fight his way up the ladder. Kris Keebler presents a hell of a first rung for him getting back his momentum though.
Rodz: Keebs beat the shit out of miss sunshine and rainbows last Redemption. If Kris can come in motivated, Tony will definitely have that fight he wanted.
Alpine: I’m sure he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Kris Keebler vs. Tony Savage
(Savage makes his entrance first, getting a damn good pop for a newcomer based on his exciting match last Redemption. There are some boos as Five Finger Death Punch isn’t exactly a club favorite, but the cheers drown them out. Tony smirks to the favorable reaction as he walks out to ringside, then proceeds to toss his tanktop out to the drunk hos at the bar. They scramble to catch it like flowers at a wedding as the theme changes to ‘Cocky’ by Kid Rock. Immediately there’s boos, as Kid Rock is hated in the club kid community. Keebler enjoys the hate as he walks out to his special white marble design tights, catching the black light from above and making his legs glow brightly. He steps in the ring and looks smugly at Tony, who’s ready to fight. The bell rings and Tony storms Keebler with a hard combo in the corner, catching him off guard! Keebler covers up as Tony pounds away! The fans stand and Oz Jr. checks in for a possible stoppage!)
Alpine: Tony just might get the stoppage win here! He is nailing a fierce combo on Keebler with Oz ready to step in!
Rodz: HELL YEAH LET’S SEE A KO!!
(Right before Oz Jr. can step in, Keebler nails a thumb to the eye, halting the combo! Tony backs away, swinging wild haymakers with partial vision. Keebler takes advantage of that with a drop toe hold on the temporarily blinded Tony and hooks him in a single crab. Kris arches his weight on Tony’s spine, causing him to grimace. Tony chooses to power through it though, hand walking himself to the bottom rope. Kris stops that with a yank back to the middle of the ring. This time he goes for a boston crab, but Tony stops that with an upkick, and another! Keebler releases and backs off, checking his nose. Tony takes advantage and rushes to his feet, ducks a punch, and scoops up Keebler for a manhattan drop style spinebuster! Tony then pushes up, looks out the crowd who shows him love, then looks down on Keebler as he tightens his right fist.)
Alpine: Kris did a good job of keeping Tony grounded, but he found a way back to his feet and is looking to use his deadly fists again!
Rodz: Keebler needs to take it back to the mat or else this kid is gonna knock him out. Tony would be perfect for a certain upcoming tournament.
Alpine: Shhh. Patience.
(Tony waves for Keebler to come up, begging for that heart punch of his. Keebler turns around to see Tony rushing his way, and is able to drop toe hold Tony into the bottom rope! Tony lays there suspended as Kris runs to the opposite ropes, bounces off, and comes back for a big leg to the neck. Unfortunately for him Tony moves off just in time, making Kris miss! Tony then lands him with a solid shot to the chin as he stands between the ropes, getting "OHHH!!"s from the crowd. He then pulls Kris in, raises his fist for the Cardiac Arrest, and gets a sudden desperate low blow from Keebler! The shot drops Tony to his knees as Oz Jr. rings for the bell!!)
WINNER: Tony Savage via DISQUALIFICATION @ 8 minutes, 11 seconds.
Alpine: Oh come on Kris! Right in broad daylight!
Rodz: He's doing what he has to in order to not take a legitimate L. I support Kris in his actions.
(With the match coming to an end, Keebler taking the loss, he’s far from calm. Tony, grabbing the victory has his back to Keebler as he celebrates the big win. Keebler immediately popped to his feet as he wasted little to no time in attacking Savage with a vicious forearm to the back of the neck, putting him down on the canvas. The boos reigned in for Keebler who at this point had been a salty fighter the whole contest, indulging in cheap tactics throughout the match.)
Alpine: What a sore loser this man is! Can’t just accept defeat and move on!
Rodz: Oh don’t act like Tony didn’t have it coming to him.
Alpine: What?! Kris cheated!!..Oh god, what is he up to now?
(Keebler upon taking down Savage with a vicious attack, he exited the ring and recovered a chair from over by the Timekeepers table before sliding back in the ring. Even more boos come reigning in on Keebler as he dropped the chair down on the back of Savage before placing it down on the mat to which he grabbed up Tony Savage and delivered with much attitude, the “Kookie Kutter”, leaving Tony right in the middle of the ring.)
Alpine: That was so unnecessary for Keebler to do. He’s not getting away with this!
Rodz: Well from the looks of it, the Measuring Stick is getting away with it. He just laid him flat out with the Kookie Kutter on that chair. Keebler does not care!
Alpine: Keebler might be temporarily getting away with this but not for long. Winter Warfare is right around the corner, payback will be on the mind of one, Tony Savage.
(Keebler makes his way out of the ring and slowly up the ramp, clapping his hands, applauding himself for the display he just left in the ring. Keebler gives thumbs down to some of the jeering fans before making his way to the back. A video package is shown of the number one contender Faith. Highlights of her in the ring followed with shots of her inside of a gym, punching and kicking, working on her form.)
Faith: “She’s a legend in this business. She’s undefeated and stand over all right now but I’m here for the challenge of taking her down, once and for all.”
(More highlights are shown of her work routine as she tackles the kickpads that her trainer holds. Swift shots are seen before sights of her wiping away sweat before continuing.)
Faith: “If you know me, you know I enjoy a good challenge. I’m looking forward to taking that title from around her waist.”
(A few more highlights, that of complete, dominating enders as it transcends to her delivering those same hard shots into the body bag. The video fades to its end getting an intense stare from Faith as things come back to ringside.)
Alpine: Faith is certainly looking like a threat to Aurora’s continued reign. The Queen of PW wants nothing more than to continue on her legacy as the undefeated champion, but Faith may be the spoiler to that.
Rodz: I dunno, the kid ended up getting MDK'd last Redemption. I’d rather see what she can do up against Skyler Nunez before I start trumpeting her as the next Rebirth Champion.
Alpine: Fair enough. Skylar wants to work her way up in PW. What better way than taking out the number one contender?
Faith vs. Skylar Nunez
(‘One More Hit’ by Alison Wonderland gets bumping over the sound system, getting the crowd hopping hard for the club friendly song. Skylar comes out in a brick red singlet, nodding her head as the crowd gets wild. She slides into the ring and nods along with her song as she awaits her opponent. The theme song changes to ‘Stitched Up Heart’ by Monster, to which “AHHH”s of disappointment fill the crowd from a club song ending. They get used to the dance friendly metal though as Faith steps out from the back looking ready to fight. She steps into the ring and cracks her neck, then rolls her wrists muay thai style as she stares down her opponent. The bell rings and the two girls briefly circle each other. Skylar tries to go for a single leg takedown but Faith shrugs it off and backs off. Skylar tries to rush in again and Faith makes her way for it with a stinging leg kick, getting her to back off as the crowd “OHHH!!”s.)
Alpine: For a tiny as this woman is she hits incredibly hard. Skylar isn’t wearing any shinguards so that shot must’ve really hurt.
Rodz: She’s already got Skylar walking funny off of one shot! This kid better take it to the ground or else she’s gonna have rubber band limbs.
(Skylar tries not to show off the pain of the outside leg kick to the thigh, staying tight as she circles Faith. Faith tries to go for another kick, this time to the ribcage and Skylar catches it, then kicks out her other leg! She quickly drops down for a heel hook, trying to gain some leverage. Faith slithers out of it right away, showing off her improved all round game. Skylar tries to catch her off guard with a running yakuza kick, but Faith has a counter for that as she carefully side steps and lands a roundhouse kick to the head! The shot staggers Skylar, causing her to stumble around the ring. Faith takes charge and hooks her in a plum muay thai clinch and starts hammering away with knees! The third shot drops her to the mat as the fans stand, wanting to see a potential KO. Faith dives into Skylar’s guard with a leaping punch, getting her in full mount and tagging her solidly on the chin!)
Alpine: Faith is pouring it on and is doing everything she can to end this fight quickly!
Rodz: Skylar has taken some big shots, Faith has her dead to rights!
(Faith gets in a couple more really hard shots, and now we're seeing blood! Fans gasp as blood flows from the eye and mouth of Skylar Nunez! Having seen enough brutality, Oz Jr. mercifully puts a stop to this match!)
WINNER: Faith via TKO @ 6 minutes, 02 seconds.
Rodz: Faith FUCKED her shit up. Bad. Like real bad.
Alpine: Faith came in determined to show her loss last Redemption was a fluke, and she proved it. What a dominating performance.
Rodz: If I were Aurora I'd tighten up on my striking training ASAP. This kid could very well knock her out.
(With Faith grabbing the victory and exiting the ring after the raising of her hand, cameras switch from ringside to the backstage area as the camera zooms in on one, Ron Swat, who is backstage yelling like a mad dog...)
Ron Swat: RICHARD!!! RICHARD ROQUE!!! IMA FUCK YOU UP BRO!
(Swat was raging mad, his muscles were intense as hell, swoled, ready to deliver a brutal beatdown to to Richard Roque, that is if he could ever find the poor soul. Room to room, Swat scoured as he saw nothing.)
Ron Swat: COME ON BRO!!! FACE ME BRO!!!
(Seth Black comes walking around the corner as he presses his hand against Swat’s chest, staring him in the eyes.)
Seth Black: Hey, hey ... you’re not supposed to be here! You’re medically suspended, remember?
Ron Swat: Yeah bro, whatever bro. I want that bitch-ass Roque!
Seth Black: Sorry man, no-can-do!
(Just then Richard Roque is seen creeping around the corner as Seth tries to contain Swat’s attention but seeing Roque caused Swat to flip the hell out. He tried shoving Seth out of the way but Seth held his own as Richard took off back out of existence.)
Ron Swat: THIS BULLSHIT BRO!
(Security came into the shot as they tried their best to contain the roided beast who was acting uncontrollably, trying to get after Richard Roque. The strength of Swat was too overpowering for the Security. One member took into his own hands, taking out a tranquilizer before shooting Swat with it right into the side of the neck as the powerful juice became too much for Swat to overcome.)
Seth Black: Get him outta here!
(Security do so as they as a group remove Swat from the building as last shot of Seth shaking his head. Cameras cut to Jackson who was in his locker room along with his daughter, Pixie who was sitting in a chair as she watched her father ready himself for what many considered a “Dream match” this evening.)
Jackson: Well, yet another easy take tonight. I get to take another step further along this Rising Phoenix tourney. In front of me, an old, old man must be taken out of his misery tonight.
(Jackson finished taping up his fists, rolling his neck as he looked back at his daughter.)
Jackson: I’m going to send ol’ Nurvy’ back to his resting place.
