Redemption 118

[Slaine Rodrick]

PW Presents...

Airing LIVE on Evolve Network February 6th @ 7pm PST

Redemption 118
Tuesday, February 6th 2018
Bell MTS Place
Winnipeg, Manitoba

***ON AIR***

(The camera fades in to a shot of the parking garage of the Bell MTS Place. Fans buzz as they await what can only be assumed to be a ‘big arrival’. Ten seconds in and we hear the engine of a very big vehicle approaching. Suddenly a stretched limo pulls into view, gold under carriage lighting casting upon the asphalt below. The bass thumps as the stretch slowly rolls by, revealing just how stupidly long this limo is. After eight seconds of nothing but gold light, glossy black paint, and windows, we finally get to the rear of the vehicle, which is no ordinary rear mind you. It’s a deluxe jacuzzi which happens to house the PW Rebirth Champion, Cassius Reed. He’s relaxing back with several of the busty dancers from the previous Redemption as he takes a sip of champagne. The limo comes to a gentle stop, and the champion stands up, which brings the women to get to work and roll out the specialty built steps on the side of the limo. The rear passenger seat opens and an additional busty woman emerges with his golden ‘The Cassius Reed Experience’ robe and PW Rebirth Championship. The women guide him down the steps, then robe and strap him. With Cassius properly attired, he smirks to the camera with a wink and enters the arena to the loud mixed reaction of the crowd. We cut back to the booth.)

ALPINE: Cassius has the night off. Why would he possibly want to come up to freezing Canada to make an appearance?

RODZ: Making meaningless appearances is a champions' job. Do your homework Alpo.

ALPINE: Well regardless, the champ is in the house tonight! Before he comes out to ruin someone’s night, let’s open things up with a rookie fatal four way!

RODZ: Well I wouldn’t exactly call Hirooki a rookie, but I guess barely being on the roster is close to being a rookie.

ALPINE: Either way one of these young stars is aiming to prove something tonight. One thing is for sure, Giles has been very vocal on Twitter. I look forward to seeing if he can backup all that talk tonight.

RODZ: He better be tough with a name like Giles Whitmor.

We cut backstage where Jrue Oliver stands with his head lowered as the cameras unfold. On que Jrue lifts his head up, shakes it and sucks his teeth.

Jrue Oliver: Yo, I can't stress enough about how much I am excited to be getting this opportunity tonight and in my debut match...but.

He pauses and shakes his head once more.

Jrue Oliver: If it's one person I wanna stomp into the ground in this bout it's Mr. Class Giles. Dude talks so much shit it's to the point of no return. Tonight we are going to put that mouth to test and see what he's worth.

Jrue holds his hand up and pauses momentarily once more.

Jrue Oliver: Tonight I show you all what I can do. Much love and respect. See y'all out there.

Jrue nods at the camera as we cut away elsewhere backstage. The camera opens on one of PW’s newest stars, Giles Whitmor as he laces up his boots in the back. He looks up and sees the camera and the smile that was on his face disappears.

Giles: What did I expect from the people here at Phoenix Wrestling, of course they have no class just bursting into a gentleman's dressing area. What if I was god forbid not clothed, I guess it's a good thing that I did sign my name on the dotted line and stand here today to finally bring a little class to that ring.

Finishing tying his boots Giles stands tall and the smile finally returns to his face.

Giles: There now I am ready to speak my mind to you, well we shall say fans and the 3 opponents I face in that ring tonight. Yes I give you the respect of calling you opponents and that is about as far as it's going to go because in honest none of you deserve to step in that ring with me. You are uncouth, undeserving, and well honestly beneath the skill level I bring. Hirooki you have already felt what it's like to be on my bad side and now tonight you will feel it again.

You know I really don't waste anymore time on Hirooki I had his number from day one and that's that. Now we have Kinley Carlisle a woman who started off strong, I mean I actually respected her she seemed strong, confident and someone to watch. Then well she showed her best feature threw some words and then fizzled out like the flash in the pan she proved to be. I guess her 15 mins of fame was over quickly. Now could she have realized she was outclassed and decided to go train and prepare for the match. Sure she could have but I feel like this is a woman who couldn't be quiet this long I mean she would have at least posted more ass pics on twitter so her fans would remember who she was.

Shaking his head as he speaks the smile never leaves his face as he stands tall his left arm resting behind his back, his right hand pushes his hair back.

Giles: Finally oh yes finally we speak of the little man who couldn't and by that I mean the little man who won’t get it done in that ring tonight Jrue. Oh he was another who spoke up quickly at the beginning but just could not put an original thought together to save his life. No he had to ride the coattails of others jump on the bandwagon and try to besmirch my name. He tried to drag me through that low rent filthy disgusting place he calls home and deny the Class Act that is Giles Whitmor.

Yet he proved to be an underwhelming, unsophisticated, and unworthy opponent. To be honest I am angry now at Phoenix Wrestling because they obviously don’t see what they have before them. They were blinded by Ass and Flash so they made a match that they never thought about. I will however forgive them because WHEN I win tonight and have no doubt I will win, but after I win I become the number one contender for the RISING PHOENIX CHAMPIONSHIP, Phoenix Wrestling will finally have someone they hold up to show they have the highest standards and then soon will have a Champion they can be proud of the Personification of Class Giles Whitmor your future Champion.

With this final words Giles pushes the camera man out of his way as he walks out of the room.

Four Way Dance
Winner receives a shot at the Rising Phoenix Championship
Jrue Oliver vs. Hirooki Rajin vs. Giles Whitmor vs. Kinley Carlisle

DING! DING! DING!

(The bell sounds and all hell is broken loose as the four competitors. Jrue immediately showed he was going to be "Phoenix's Best Kept Secret", going off immediately on all three participants with leaping forearms, driven right into their faces. Jrue, the showman he is, working the crowd already, took his attention to Hirooki, delivering a clothesline to him in the corner that led to a bulldog. Giles faked out Kinley in a game of strength, kicking her in the gut to get the opening. A quick judo toss led to him locking her in a quick headlock on the canvas. Hirooki was getting worked on with ease by Jrue before catching him in the mouth with a boot. Hirooki said something out loud in his native tongue before running and dropping across Jrue with a leg drop. Kinley finally getting Giles off from that headlock, she caught him with a wild crescent kick to the temple, dropping him. Kinley pulled a Dikembe "Finger Wave" on Giles, letting him know she wasn't just going to lay down. Giles got up but a dropkick sent him back to the canvas. Kinley worked her way back to her feet as Giles waved her to bring it. She came, looking for the Superman Punch early but Giles back stepped out of the way before trapping her into a wrist lock that transitioned into a straight-jacket German suplex. Hirooki, standing over Jrue, Giles made his way over and both went to double-team Jrue. Jrue countered their attempt to throw him over the ropes. Staying on the apron, Jrue springboarded off the ropes, dropping into Hirooki with a senton. Giles dodged at the last moment. Jrue was getting to his feet but Giles grabbed him by his hair yelling at him, "You Want A Fight? Fight This!" before driving a few stiff forearms to the back of his neck, Giles delivered a Reverse DDT, covering him in the process.)

ALPINE: Giles Whitmor is looking to make sure his name is one to never forget. He's been on fire so far.

RODZ: He knows he's on fire. Bodies been flipping and getting tossed since start. He damn near obliterated Jrue Oliver on that thunderous Reverse DDT.

1...

2...KICKOUT!

ALPINE: Jrue is still alive!

RODZ: For now!

(Giles, looking to keep his strong start going, was back over onto Kinley but Kinley served him with a POP to the face, a striking right fist, backing him up more than a few steps. Kinley made it to her feet and while putting Giles in a tight grapple hold, pressing him into the corner, she began letting her knees fly into his midsection, making him double over a bit. She began yelling all into his face. She was fired up, chop after chop to his chest as she slapped him across the face for good measure. She dragged him out from the corner a bit before going for an Enziguri. Giles dodged the initial kick but couldn't on the second attempt. Kinley, again taunting him got caught from behind by vet Hirooki Raijin. Hirooki, grabbing her by the hair, slammed her head-first to the mat. Jrue caught Hirooki from behind with a dropkick to the back, forcing him right into the ropes. Jrue, on his Showman job, getting the crowd up and hyped, he grabbed Hirooki and cracked him over his leg with a Pendulum Backbreaker. Giles made it to his feet after taking that Enziguri from Kinley, immediately going and paying her back with a Shining Wizard, cutting her deep. He went for the cover.)

ALPINE: Giles is full of nastiness. That right knee struck her sharp!

RODZ: You damn right he is! She's out of it!

1...

2....3-KICKOUTTT!!!

ALPINE: Oooh!

(Kinley, JUST kicking out at the nick of time. Giles slapped the mat as he had two good chances to eliminate his opponents, Jrue and now Kinley and both willing to kick out. His face showed how pissed he was but he got to his feet and while Jrue was working on Hirooki, his progress was halted when Giles got him from behind, looking for another Suplex, but the young stud reversed onto his feet before catching Giles on the turn-around with his Leaping Spinning Heel Kick. Crowd was up, seeing that as Jrue shouted "Woo!" paying some homage with that enthusiastic shout out. Jrue went back to business as he picked up Giles. Jrue had company, unexpected company in Kinley as the two double-teamed on Giles, whipping him into the ropes before Kinley went low with a leg sweep and Jrue going high with a corkscrew elbow to the face, "Aweing" the crowd in the process with the brief show of chemistry. The two continued their attacks on Giles, delivering on an aided powerbomb as his head hit the mat hard! Before Jrue could even go forth, Giles rolled his way to the outside of the ring. )

ALPINE: That's one way to get him out of action. Unexpected pairing!

RODZ: Yeah, look like she back to normal now. Jrue might not want to turn around!

(Jrue, glaring over the ropes at Giles holding the back of his head from the double-team move and the fall to the outside. Jrue threw his hands up, feeling more confidence running through but what he should've done was not waste any time looking on the outside. Kinley wasted little to no time in pouncing on the Jrue, dropping him like a fly with a LOUD, deadly Superkick she called "Bye Felicia!" right to the back of the skull. Jrue was done. He was gone bye-bye. Dropping to the floor on a mid-delay was a sight to Kinley's eyes as she drew a cocky smile now that all that was left was Hirooki. Kinley waved him on as both entered a classic tie-up. Hirooki actually got the Kinley to one knee with a quick sweep of her left leg. Hirooki served up a knee to her face. Hirooki followed with a roll-up, grabbing her shorts for leverage but Kinley kicked immediately out of his attempt. Quick to her feet, she quickly delivered yet another "Bye Felicia" Superkick, this to his face before following with her Finisher, "Bad Karma" to what was a Double Underhook DDT. She looked to be going for the cover, but stopped once she heard a whistle from behind. She looked in time to catch a devastating shining wizard from Giles Whitmor! With Kinley temporarily down, Giles went for the cover on the damaged Hirooki!)

ALPINE: Giles snatching that win right out from under Kinley!

RODZ: Hirooki got a headache that's gonna last him the rest of the week!

1...

2.....

3!!!!!

WINNER by PINFALL: Giles Whitmor @ 14 minutes 54 seconds!!!

(Giles is apparently not satisfied with the victory, and starts wailing on Kinley! The ref rings for the bell, the crowd booing as Giles pounds down on the defenseless Kinley. With the onslaught Giles is putting on Kinley Jrue steps in and places a quick boot to the side of Giles's rib cage. Giles stumbles over and begins to try and makes his way to his feet but Jrue mounts him and lays some blows down to Gile’s face. Lifting Giles back to his feet Jrue tosses him over the ropes and out of the ring. Turning his focus on Kinley Jrue checks on her making sure she’s ok. Learning that she’s fine Jrue helps her to her feet and they begin to make their way backstage as the cameras fade to an upset Giles who watches the two leave. Giles backs up right into the chest of one of the newest signings of PW, Vin Bell!)

ALPINE: That's our newest signing 'Dreadnought' Vin Bell! Looks like he wants a piece of the new contender!

RODZ: Wait in line pretty boy! 

(Giles postures up to Vin, asking if he wants some. Vin puts a hand up, then points to the two in the ring. He then pats Giles on the shoulder and walks away, leaving the trio of wrestlers confused. From the confusion ringside we head backstage. Azazel and Asger can be seen standing by catering and alongside them is Kiko Hirayama. She fixes her hair rather quickly and then turns to face the two massive men.)

Kiko: Kiko Hirayama here and tonight I am joined by Azazel and Asger, the two men who make up the tag team portion of Mason's Pulpit. Tonight you two face off in a match that could win the two of you qualifier matches for the Tower of Destiny at the next Redemption. What is going through your minds?

Azazel: The only thing going through our minds is victory. We are set to face two inferior teams tonight and victory is going to be a matter of us going down and performing at our best. Tonight we will destroy The McConnaigh Brothers and The Collective....especially The Collective. Tonight, not only will we get our qualifying matches, not just for ourselves but for the sake of our leader Mason Daniels, but we will destroy our most hated enemies in this business. Tony and Geno have been an extreme pain in the ass of The Pulpit and tonight we are going to erase them from Phoenix Wrestling. After tonight, they will no longer be able to interfere in our dealings.

Kiko: And what about The Mc.....

Azazel: Who the fuck are they? They are nothing and no one. They don't stand a chance against us. Look at us Kiko, we are Gods among men. Asger is built like a fucking horse and I...well, I have the dark one on my side. They stand no chance and that is that.

Kiko: Well...

Azazel: I have grown tired of these questions. It is time for us to destroy our opponents.

(Azazel and Asger quickly walk away, leaving Kiko standing there by herself.)

Kiko: Ass.

(We cut over to the locker room of the Collective. Immediate boos from the fans as Tony is seen removing his bandage to show off a grisly cut on his forehead. “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd upon reveal, then the camera scrolls over to Geno taking up a whole pine bench as he ices down his sore right knee. Meanwhile Frankie is definitely ‘flying high’ as happily dances (not in a gay way, in a very Frank Sinatra way mind you) around the locker room.)

STARLIGHT: This is our year fellas! We’re going bam! Zoom!

(Slaps his hands then jets his right up to the ceiling.)

STARLIGHT: Straight to the moon!

(Tony grimaces as he applies rubbing alcohol to the large cut.)

TIRA: Maybe, but we’re gettin’ our asses kicked. I got a busted up forehead, Geno’s got a bum knee, and you got two bum arms and are coming back from a concussion.

STARLIGHT: Yeah, and I just fuckin’ won a match for OUR TEAM on one of the biggest interfed shows of the year. Our first time as a trio, and we fucked up three quality teams. Tonight, with your busted up face and his bum knee, you two will go out there and beat the shit out of the irish goons and the cult morons. Why?

(Tony applies a new bandage as Geno stares at Frankie blankly. Frankie excitedly waves his arms out, waiting for a response. Nothing.)

STARLIGHT: C’mon guys! Because you got a healthy Frankie Starlight in your corner. Now perk up you bitches and go out there and win!

(Tony and Geno finally realize what a true force Frankie can be when healthy, and they get hyped. Geno stands up with a smile that quickly turns to a painful wince, and Tony slams his gloves together. Frankie whips his arm around like Arsenio Hall as he breaks into ‘That’s Amore’ by Dean Martin as some sort of battle song. The group marches out of the locker room as we head to the booth.)

ALPINE: It seems like Frankie is leading the charge, which means bad things for The McConnaigh Brothers and Mason’s Pulpit!

RODZ: He’s always been the third man, the free bird if you will of the group. It was because of Frankie that the Collective almost became Duos Champions several times. Frankie is even lucky enough to hold a victory over that sick fuck Masaru Inoue. Will that spell imminent death for the other teams? Not if Mason and Jade have anything to say about it.

ALPINE: The feud between Collective and Mason’s Pulpit has been a bloody one thus far. However I feel we’re only getting started…

RODZ: Word. McConnaigh Brothers, clock out, go home.

Three Way Tornado Tag Team Match
Winning Team earns Tower Of Destiny qualifying matches at Redemption 119
The Collective(Tony Tira and Geno 'Forklift' Forliti) vs. The McConnaigh Brothers(Finn and Owen McConnaigh) vs. Mason's Pulpit(Asger and Azazel)

(The Collective are the first to lead the charge down to the ring with a very amped up Frankie Starlight singing ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ by Frank Sinatra loudly. The Canadian fans booing only makes him sing it louder, which in turn gets his boys Geno and Tony hyped. The McConnaigh Brothers come next, receiving a lukewarm reaction from the crowd as they raise their fists up in a generic manner. Out last are Asger and Azazel which draw quite a big amount of boos from the crowd. They slide into the ring and immediately get into the faces of the Collective as Frankie goes to the outside and starts barking at Collective to beat their ass. Not one to separate people in a crazy match like a tornado tag, Oz Oxford Jr. rings for the bell and the fists fly right away! Collective and Mason’s Pulpit trade back and forth in the ring as the McConnaigh Brothers take an empty corner and rest back, letting the teams tire each other out. Tony catches Azazel with a solid counter hook, knocking him down to one knee! Geno is able to scoop Asger over his shoulder, then run and plant him into the mat with an avalanche slam! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as the ring shakes, and The Collective stand tall over Mason’s Pulpit. Not for long though as the McConnaigh brothers clash into them with big lariats, knocking down the gangsters!)

ALPINE: The McConnaigh Brothers played it smart and waited it out, letting the four rivals battle it out!

RODZ: Okay, maybe these potato heads do stand a chance.

(Frankie screams from the outside and pounds on the mat as Finn and Owen take the boots to Tony and Geno. Azazel, being the fresher of Mason’s Pulpit shakes off the shot and comes up with a double lariat of his own, knocking down the McConnaigh Brothers! He then picks up Tony and immediately ducks his cross, using it as an opportunity to drive him into the nearest corner. He then punishes his ribs with big shoulder shots, then finishes it up with a Damnation that drops Tony face first to the mat! Asger recovers the same time as Geno, and the two resume their fighting with Asger thumbing Geno in the eye, then stomping down on his injured knee! Geno drops to his good knee bellowing in pain as Asger hits the ropes. He comes back for what looks like a running stomp, but Geno stops that with a big boot on Asger, leveling him to the mat! The kick however buckles his leg, causing Geno to rest against the ropes. That rest doesn’t last long as Finn and Owen recover, with Owen greeting Geno with a big corner splash! Finn goes for a spear on Azazel, only to catch a kick to the face! The shot stuns Finn, setting him up for what looks like the Hell Raiser! However before he can land the tombstone Tony clumsily gets to his feet and lands a walloping blow to the back of the head, dropping Azazel and Finn to the mat! Tony falls to his butt, thinking his job is done until he sees the ref counting a pinfall of Azazel laying on Finn.)

1….

2….

(Tony jumps forward at the last moment and makes the save with a diving axehandle to the back!)

ALPINE: That was truly a close one! Azazel was just inches away from pinning Finn!

RODZ: Mason’s Pulpit have been the dominant ones in this match, but Collective are definitely hanging in there.

(Frankie slams the mat furiously as Geno and Owen slug it out. Owen catches Geno with a boot to the gut, then hooks him for a DDT. But Tony isn’t having that and hits the ropes, returning with a huge superman punch that puts Owen on dream street! He drops to the mat looking fuzzy eyed as an eager looking Asger shakes off the blow from earlier and looks at Tony. As soon as Tony turns around Asger plants him with a boot to the gut then the Thor’s Hammer! Geno turns his direction, gets a boot of his own, then another Thor’s Hammer! The boos are coming down as a recovering Azazel sees his partner laying out the Collective. He looks to them, then the dead looking Owen, and lunges down for the pinfall near the ropes!)

1….

2….

(Frankie is faster than ever as he darts over just in time to put Owen’s hand on the bottom rope, fanatically pointing at it to the ref after doing so! Having not seen Frankie orchestrate the move, Oz tells a pissed Azazel the pinfall is no good. This leaves Asger trying to calm down his partner, which allows Geno and Tony time to recover. First thing they do is take out a plotting Finn with a with a football tackle from behind/big boot to the back of the head, crumpling the poor guy to the “OHHH!!”s of the crowd! This gets Mason’s Pulpit to focus on The Collective and rush them! Geno ducks Asger’s clothesline attempt and clamps on the Fork To The Face, sending Asger flailing! Azazel goes for the Damnation on Tony, only for him to duck it then clock Azazel in the chin with a huge uppercut! The shot sends him to the ropes, allowing Tony the opportunity to pin the still dazed Owen McConnaigh!)

1…

2….

3!!!

WINNERS: The Collective (Tony Tira and Geno ‘Forklift’ Forliti) via PINFALL @ 12 minutes, 18 seconds.

ALPINE: The Collective pushed through and found a way to defeat the dangerous Mason’s Pulpit!

RODZ: Defeat it the ring, maybe. Let’s see you take out a barbwire bat wielding cult leader and his psycho bitch girlfriend!

(Frankie is in the ring celebrating with his banged up boys, but he’s the first to let them know that Mason and Jade are making their way down to the ring. Mason comes rushing down the ramp, his trusty barbed wire bat in hand, as he slides into the ring and pops up to his feet quickly. Jade is following behind him with a steel chair. He rushes forward and slams his bat into the back of Geno, who hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. Before he can swing at Tony, the man exits the ring. Mason swings the bat down on the top rope out of anger, pointing at the two collective members who quickly begin to leave the ringside area. There is a look of anger in his eyes as he turns and looks over at Finn and Owen, a smile appearing on his face as he walks over to them. Finn stands up first and is met with a harsh swing that connects square in the face, sending him over the top rope and down to the ringside area, blood pouring out. He then focuses on the still downed Owen as he swings down a few solid shots onto the upper body of the man, causing him to squirm around before rolling out of the ring, his wounds gushing blood as well. Mason storms around for a moment before grabbing a hold of a microphone.)

Mason: Seth.....Seth.....I hope you can hear me you son of a bitch. You see this, this is all your fucking fault. You want to give me the night off...fine. You want to keep giving me the night off...great. I will keep creating beautiful masterpieces like this week in and week out. You want to stop me from wrestling, go right ahead. I will just continue to cause disaster and mayhem for you and all of Phoenix Wrestling.

(The fans begin to boo as Mason just paces around the ring.)

Mason: You know what, I am sick and tired of picking apart these scraps. Everyone here knows what I am capable of, and everyone knows that I am hands down the most dangerous man in all of Phoenix Wrestling. It is about time that I go for it all...it is about time that I sink my teeth into the main course...and that is exactly what I am going to do. Stay tuned people.

(Mason drops the microphone as his music hits and he exits the ring and walks up the ramp, heading to the backstage area. Cameras cut backstage to a first person camerawoman view as she walks down the hallway. She approaches a door and puts the camera to the side as she opens the door and takes a peek in. The camera straightens out the camera as now can now see the back of Kelli Torres in her ring gear sitting on a chair looking at a phone. The camerawoman walks inside and lets the door go to close on it’s own. She gets closer to Kelli then goes to get a side view as Kelli begins to speak.)

Kelli: As I sit here watching what took place last week at Redemption 117. I can't help but wonder why.

Kelli stops as she watches Jade hitting her with the lead pipe on loop…

Kelli: Really Jade? A pipe, you think that is something I will forget?

Kelli looks at her phone to view the footage one more time.

Kelli: When you cracked me across the spine, that’s when you let me know that you have to be dealt.

Kelli gets up and puts her phone in her gym bag

Kelli: Jade it was one thing to head me with a lead pipe, but attacking me when I had my match with Nina ruining her debut match with your crap.

Kelli looks away nodding, she turns back at the camera with a serious look on her face.

Kelli: Oh yes Jade, you will be dealt with for sure.

Kelli puts on a smile as she walks a bit closer to the camera.

Kelli: Nina, it was great getting in the ring with you, can’t wait to do it again. Hopefully then Jade is off my back. Seth Black, I take on Twin-Nisher but of course you already know that. But why?

Kelli picks the chair up and moves it to the side. She starts to pace back and forth.

Kelli: Seth, I’m sure you seen my matches, I’m sure you watch everything that goes on around here. Which means he seen what I can do out there.

Kelli stops and looks at the camera.

Kelli: Twin-Nisher, like me is a wrestler, but really a fighter who is a wrestler. I see this being fun, but look, Seth Black watches everything so he knows I have some syko women named Jade coming after me. She will try and ruin my match, I want to wish us a great match but last time I wished my opponent good luck Jade… Damn it Jade your really pissing me off!!! I know you're somewhere laughing at your actions. Our day will come Jade, but today, I focus on Twin-Nisher. A great fighter and a so-so wrestler.

Kelli lets out a light laughter as she begins to pace again

Kelli: Okay, you’re also a great wrestler, but so am I, you know, and Seth Black knows it. Maybe I should thank him? Maybe, you see, is today’s match one in which Seth thinks Nisher will just wipe the floor with me? I hope not, I hope he realizes that I am as good as they come when it comes to be a rookie in wrestling. To some that is not saying a lot but I have to start somewhere. You fans seem to think so, you all cheer for me and it helps me along the way big time.

Yes, I will thank Seth Black, for allow me to prove him wrong if he thinks this will be easy for Twin-Nisher or for Seth seeing the great match up the is Twin-Nisher losing to Kelli Torres.

(The scene fades as Kelli winks at the camera with a smile.)

(That of hardcore commercial workout music was heard as there was a small showcase of many great results from those that used and bought in the "Roque Total Body Fitness". Success in many forms.)

"The Roque Total Body Fitness has changed thousands of folks. From bulky to hulky. They bought in and the program responded well. Just goes to show that this is REAL! Don't you want to look good? Feel good? Quick question, do you want to look like this?"

(An image fills the screen stating the "BEFORE" shot of one, Mason Daniels, looking his absolute worst physically. No muscle definition, flab, it was a bad shot taken of Daniels.)

"Or do you want to look like this?"

(The words "AFTER" appeared where "BEFORE" was with a close-up shot of Roque, posing his arms and showing off his abs. A side smirk was seen as his physique was picture perfect. The comparison of before and after. Making fun of Mason in a way to show off what this program could do for a person.)

"That is what this program can do for YOU! Turn your flab into dust. Make you look good. Make you feel good. No one should let themselves look like that. Order "Roque Total Body Fitness" now and use Promo Code "XTRME FIT" and get ten percent off. Offers expire soon so hurry up and call 1-800-GET-RTBF!"

(The music returned to higher volume as again it showcased the success stories of folks who tried and got fit. The commercial ad later came to its end following the brief stories.)

COMMERCIAL

[Slaine Rodrick]

(We return from the commercial break to see Twin-Nisher winging some sharp kicks into the red turtle shell wearing Fin-Nisher. Twin lands several to the thick midsection, then brings up a beautiful right head kick which Fin nearly catches with his padded hand. Just then a stopwatch goes off around Fin’s neck.)

FIN-NISHER: TIME!!

(Fin silences the stopwatch and slaps his brother on the shoulder.)

FIN-NISHER: You did great brother! I could feel those kicks through the padding!

TWIN-NISHER: Good. I will splatter Kelli’s spleen.

FIN-NISHER: Yes! You will defeat Kelli and I will beat Lance Winters after you! We will both make it to the Tower brother! This is our big break! 

TWIN-NISHER: Fuck yeah bro!

(The two do a leaping high five, then make their way out of the dressing room. Cut to the booth.)

RODZ: These Finnish retards. I can’t believe they actually think they’re going to be amongst the best in Phoenix Wrestling in the Tower.

ALPINE: With how well they’ve been doing in tag team competition lately, it’s not too far fetched to think they stand a chance at advancing to the Tower.

RODZ: In your fluoride brain, maybe. These fools choke harder than David Carradine.

TOWER OF DESTINY QUALIFYING MATCH

*Second Chance*

Kelli Torres vs. The Twin-Nisher

(Twin comes to the ring getting patted on the back by his brother. Both brothers wearing huge grins to the adoring fans. They take time to tour ringside with a running high five, getting anyone who held out their hand. Twin then slides in the ring, then does a ridiculous jumping spin back kick as Lenne announces his name. His theme fades and the thick bass of ‘Yo Tengo El Don’ plays, getting the Kelli fans screaming for the newest rookie sensation. Kelli makes her way out, getting a few hand slaps before sliding into the ring. Twin receives instructions from his brother before the bell rings as Kelli preps in her corner. The bell rings and the two knuckle butt, then go right into the striking. Twin starts showing off some serious leg kicks off the bat, getting Kelli to retreat to the ropes! Just as Twin is about to power his way in she bounces away and comes back with a liver kick of her own, getting Twin to wince. He follows her in tight, with her posturing low, waiting for a shot. Twin feints for a high kick, then spins around for a roundhouse, leaving Kelli ducking just in time and taking Twin to the mat! From there she tries to move to mount but Twin is quick to use his superior leg strength and push her off. He nips up and is back to the action, this time dodging a punching combo from Kelli and locking her in the clinch. Kelli struggles as Twin clamps her down, then drives a solid knee into her face!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Kelli covers up.)

ALPINE: Twin showing off some of that muay thai background with a viscous knee to the face! I’m surprised Kelli is still standing!

RODZ: She’s got a solid chin for taking shots as she’s proven in the past. Twin is gonna have to land one of his crappy kicks clean to take this home.

(Twin tries to chase in for a spinning back elbow, but Kelli ducks and hooks Twin around the waist and straddles against him, trying to judo trip him. Twin eventually pushes away and lands a leg kick on the way out the makes Kelli cringe. Fin roots on his brother from the outside as Twin becomes more aggressive with a jab-jab-teep kick, followed by a spinning backfist that Kelli dodges. Twin then spins around with a leaping crescent kick, nearly hitting a dodging Kelli in the face as the crowd “OHHH!!!”s to the closeness of the shot. Kelli then goes for another takedown, this one Twin doing his best to stop. He backs up to the ropes, trying to brace himself as the persistent Kelli works away for the takedown. However it’s no use as she sweeps his legs out, dumping him to his butt and working her way into mount. She quickly latches onto one of his arms and swings for an armbar to the crowd’s delight! Twin is quite close to the ropes though, and is able to snatch the bottom and gets the release. Twin gets to his feet grabbing his shoulder, and is met with an unexpected barrage of fists and kicks from Kelli. The crowd is on their feet as Kelli hammers away at Twin, looking to get a stoppage!)

ALPINE: This could be it! Kelli is pouring it on and Twin is left covering up!

RODZ: Do something you jabberjaw wet brain!

(Twin seems to have heard Rodz and fires back with a double hand block, followed by a pull in for a big head butt that sends Kelli backpedaling! Twin then claps her with her own finisher, the super kick, sending Kelli to the ropes! She’s hanging on for dear life with Fin leaping for joy on the outside. Sensing victory is his, Twin hits the ropes and comes back with a Finnish Hammer just as Kelli steps off the ropes! “OHHH!!!”s from the audience as Twin stares down at Kelli in shock, not believing he has this opportunity before him. Fin screams to go for the pin.)

RODZ: DON’T JUST STAND THERE FUCK NUT PIN THE CHICK!!

ALPINE: A golden opportunity is being wasted by Twin!

(After five seconds of stunned stalling, Twin comes to his senses and drops down for the pin.)

1….

2….

(Kelli locks Twin’s arm from the bottom and kicks out. But since she has Twin close to her she locks on the kimura, sending Twin screaming! Within seconds he taps to the punishing hold!)

WINNER: Kelli Torres via SUBMISSION @ 8 minutes, 03 seconds.

ALPINE: A stellar effort from Twin. Quite possibly one of his best solo performances yet. But not enough to take out a determined Kelli Torres who will now take her place in the tower.

RODZ: Kelli is a diamond in the rough, and proved it tonight. She’s proving that size don’t matter if you’re tough as fuck.

(The ref goes to raise Kelli’s hand, but she’s distracted by the boos of the fans. She turns to look in time to see Jade sliding into the ring with a lead pipe. Kelli quickly rips her hand away and ducks, backs up, and comes in with a flying knee that smashes into the side of Jade’s face!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Jade tumbles through the ropes to the outside. Pissed off and glaring at Kelli as she holds her sore face with one hand and the pipe with the other.)

ALPINE: So much for that sneak attack. Kelli isn’t going to let her rival ruin her moment!

RODZ: Good for her. Now let’s see if that spaz Fin stands any sort of chance against Lance Winters.

(Jade retreats to the back, disappearing behind the curtains as Fin helps up his brother in the ring and helps him out of it. As Fin & Twin begin to make their way to the backstage area their journey is cut a bit short. Out of nowhere the two are blasted from behind by a double lariat from…..Lance Winters?! Where the hell did he come from?! Nobody knows as the Reapers In Pride President began stomping down on both men before picking Twin up. With no remorse for his well being Lance tosses him off of the stage. The crowd begins to chant “Holy Shit” as Winters stares down at him. 

Fin now begins to stir a bit and Lance turns around to see him trying to make it up to his feet. No problem, Lance is a good guy. He’ll go over and help him up because he feels bad, right? No. After helping Fin up to this feet he playfully asks if he was alright before kicking him multiple times in the midsection. The former HKW World Champion then lifts him up and hits the Reaper Driver on the steel stage! The crowd gasp at the impact of the finisher and Lance stands up holding up his arms while bouncing up and down like he won a marathon.

Lance stops his celebration at he looks down to the ring where Kelli Torres was still inside. Winters grins and waves frantically at her before he looks down at Fin and gets a bright idea! Let’s bring the party to the ring, shall we?

Lance grabs Fin’s arm and begins to drag him down the ramp. As he makes it to the ring he helps Fin back up to his feet. Acting as if he was going to toss him into the ring, Lance “accidentally” tosses him into the steel steps. Lance prances over and apologies to him before actually tossing him back into the ring. Kelli and the referee stand there as still as statues not knowing what to do.)

RODZ: Well?! Don't just stand there doofus, ring the bell!

TOWER OF DESTINY QUALIFYING MATCH

Lance Winters vs. The Fin-Nisher

(Lance calls for the bell and not wanting to be on the Prez’s bad side the bell ringer rings the bell. Lance side steps around the fallen Fin telling him to get up to his feet. Fin was clearly out of it. No matter, Lance helped him back up and hit yet another Reaper Driver! Lance acting as if his was do or die pins Fin. The referee reluctantly makes the pin and Lance’s theme song hits the PA System. Lance gets up to his knee as if he was out of breath and celebrates his “hard fought” victory.)

WINNER: Lance Winters via PINFALL @ 8 seconds.

ALPINE: Lance with the most unfair, yet easiest win of all the qualifiers. What a despicable man.

RODZ: Despicable, but smart. With back to back match placement, Lance knew Fin would be out here and distracted with his loser brother. Capitalize, pin the retard, profit.

ALPINE: Sadly with this win Lance will find himself in the Tower.

(Lance rips his arm away from the ref’s and requests a mic. He then places a boot over Fin’s chest as he speaks.)

WINTERS: I’m going ALLLLLLLL the way to the top. Cassius Reed, eat a popcorn bowl full of dicks!!

(Winters spikes his mic on Fin’s face, then makes his way out of the ring to pouring boos.The audience is introduced to a shot of the women’s locker room as the video feed cuts in. Nina Stokes is seated on a nearby bench. The camera discovers a particular, issue, as it focuses and zooms on the still newly signed Phoenix Wrestling talent. The look of annoyance on her face hints at her pensive mood as her brain replays the ending of her last match. She shakes her head a little bit before her gazes falls onto the camera’s lens.)

NINA STOKES: Normally these little talks of mine are preceded by some kind of fancy intro or lead-in. Today though? I’m not in the mood. So, allow me to just get straight to the point and cut the shit. Jade—you done fucked up.

(Her tone is a lot more aggressive and stern than what the Phoenix Wrestling audience had grown accustomed to in her previous addresses. Was she seething? Not yet. But it was clear that she was a pissed off at the very least.)

NINA STOKES: Redemption 117. It was set to be a magical event. I was all set to make my official grand debut in Phoenix Wrestling. My opponent that evening? Kelli Torres. Despite her short time in the sport, the woman is amazing out there. And hey, I’m quite amazing myself, you know. Everyone expected a humdinger of a match…

(She nods her head.)

NINA STOKES: And shit, I’d like to say that people got their money's worth. Me and her? Well, we went out there and threw bombs at each other. For a moment, I thought I was back in the HKW Lionheart Division; that’s how hard she hit.

(Some semblance of a smile crosses her face.)

NINA STOKES: And I loved everyone moment of it. If there is anything I love in the world, it’s the feeling for being in a real fight…

(That small smile happens to fade away. In its place? A decent scourl.)

NINA STOKES: Well, I enjoyed “almost” every moment of that match.

(She shakes her head.)

NINA STOKES: When you’ve got an opponent like Kelli, when you you’ve got a match as great as that one was, you gotta’ let things play out to a conclusion. That’s what we as wrestling warriors deserve. That’s what the fans watching in the stands and at home deserve. And hell, that’s what Phoenix Wrestling as a whole deserves.

NINA STOKES: Unfortunately, all those mentioned parties were robbed of an instant classic—and that mess is on your hands, Jade. So now? Well now, you’ve got to pay. A fine wouldn’t be adequate. A suspension wouldn’t be just.

NINA STOKES: But a match with me? A chance to check your chin for ruining me and Kelli’s special moment? My grand debut? Yeah, that’s suffice. In fact, that’s more than suffice—that’s perfect.

(She holds up her right hand and waves it as she shakes her head.)

NINA STOKES: And look Jade, I don’t give a damn about your motivations. I could give two fucks whether you came out on your own accord or whether you were doing Mason Daniel’s dirty work. Still got beef with Kelli after she smoothly eliminated you from that match for a shot at the Rising Phoenix Championship? Cool beans. You deal with that bull on your own time. What you don’t do? Walk yourself to the ring and interfere with my match. That’s inexcusable—

NINA STOKES: So tonight, you’re going to get this work.

(She shrugged her shoulders with “sorry, not sorry” sentiments.)

NINA STOKES: I’m coming into this match with the intent of picking you apart, it’s as simple as that. I’m going to strike you until your muscles are screaming out in pain. I’m going to tie you up until you’ve lost the will to move. I’m going to out-wrestle you, Jade. And when the moment is right, I’m going to send your head soaring into the fifth row. Maybe then you’ll get the message—don’t come for me or mine. Because when that red light comes on and that music hits, I’m in my element.

(There was a brief pause.)

NINA STOKES: And Kelli? I know last show was a tough break. I’m sorry about that. The good thing though? You were given another chance to get into the Tower of Destiny. I’ll see you in there, alright? And when the time is right, we’ll have that run back boo. You can count on that.

(She nods her head.)

NINA STOKES: Speaking of which, let’s touch on the Tower of Destiny for a minute, yeah? Week by week, bits and pieces are being revealed and rolled out about the match. What we know now? All Phoenix’s current champions will be somewhere in the tower. Which means those of us in the match have a good chance of going up against them. Despite the ending of the bout, beating Kelli earned me a spot in that match. And you all probably know by know that I hate a good wasted opportunity. So when I get in there? I’ll be looking to show up and show out. I think Boats ‘N Throws indicated that I can hang with some of the best that Phoenix has to offer. But I plan on solidifying that notion in the Tower of Destiny. Phoenix is going to learn the type of fight that I truly bring.

(The cameras begin to fade out as soon as she finishes her words. Fade in and we see Jade standing near the ring entrance, a metal pipe in her hand. She can be heard mumbling to herself as she slams the pipe into her other hand, over and over again. As she gets ready to head onto the stage, Seth Black appears out of nowhere and takes the pipe out of her hand. She spins around, ready to attack until she sees who it is. Seth simply smirks.) 

Seth: Go ahead, give me a reason to suspend you too...that's what I thought. Now, as far as this pipe goes...this isn't allowed at ringside. Now, get your ass down to that ring and try and win your match fairly.

(Jade gives off a loud shriek before scowling at Seth and storming off towards the stage entrance. Seth can just be seen standing there smiling as she disappears.)

Nina Stokes vs. Jade

ALPINE: This should be a barnburner of a match, Nina Stokes has every right to be annoyed with Jade Akana - she’s stuck her nose in too many people’s business thus far.

RODZ: Well Alpz she’s a kid, you know. Kids do stupid shit all the time.

ALPINE: Well this one is hooking up with Mason Daniels, messed with Aurora, Nina, and The Collective by proxy because of Mason’s Pulpit.

RODZ: Well shit when you put it like that RIP fam.

(Jade talks trash to Nina as the match begins, and she fakes her out a little before coming back with a Flying Headscissors! Jade seeks for this first portion of the match to keep Nina in pocket by assaulting her as fast and recklessly as she possibly can. While Jade manages to batter her around a bit with her relentless speed, her form is lacking substance and the veteran Nina soon finds a way to break Jade’s vicious pattern as she comes back off a rebound on the ropes, Nina sidesteps her Clothesline and grabs her wrist! She whirls her around and grabs the second wrist, and then pulls her in close rapidly and slams her with a massive headbutt!)

Alpine: How The Mighty Fall!

Rodz: It bothers me that you know what she calls this move already.

Alpine: Like you don’t have a Nina Stokes t-shirt on under your blazer as we speak.

Rodz: You shut your blaspheming mouth Alps!

(For the next portion of the match Jade does all she can to wrest some semblance of control back from Nina, but this proves to be exceedingly difficult as Stokes is able to counter much of Jade’s wrestling ‘style’ with her own deep roots in Martial Arts. One might dare think there was a bit of respect growing in Jade’s eyes, except that this was Jade who really only respects Mason, so as soon as there was a clean break near the ropes, Jade smacks Nina and then Fish Hooks her away from the ropes, laughing as she leads her forward and then uses a sort of Drop Toe Hold to knock her into the ropes! She gloats, laughing as she stands on Nina’s back, grabs the top rope and sort of pogos with her, the referee warning her with no uncertain terms to let Nina go and get out of the ropes. Jade does, but only so she can get in the referee’s face, head bobbing as she informed him that she doesn’t have to take orders from HIM. Of course the referee is quick to point at his shirt and inform her that if she doesn’t follow his rules he’ll throw the match out. Jade grumbles and backs off, turning to see about Nina but of course…

...Nina is on her feet and waiting! There’s a moment where Nina grins, then she hauls off with two alternating slaps to Jade’s face! Jade’s jaw drops in shock and then insult to injury, Nina hits her with a stiff kick to the inner thigh! Jade drops to her knees after this, and BOOM Nina follows up with a knee right to Jade’s face, completing the Failsafe! The fans give a cheer as Jade of course hasn’t endeared herself to them either, and Nina goes to cover - but NO Jade kicks out at two and a half! Nina sits up into a crouch, shaking her head slightly before she slides back and gives Jade some space. She rises gracefully to her feet, and she waits until Jade comes up to a kneel before she suddenly attacks, hitting her with a Reverse Roundhouse Kick! The Amidst the Shadow of Sorrows II drops Jade to the mat unmoving as Nina moves to cover, calm and collected.)

Alpine: I think that’s all she wrote Rodz...

Rodz: Oh I don’t know, YA THINK?

(The referee slides in for the count though at this point it’s pretty much academic.)

1…

2….

3!!!

Alpine: Nina Stokes is not a lady to mess with!

Rodz: Your grasp of the obvious is astounding, Alpz.

WINNER: NINA STOKES via PINFALL @ 10 minutes, 52 seconds.

(Nina lets her hand be raised by the referee as the fans cheer, Jade comes to after the music starts playing, a disgusted look on her face. She gets up and seems to consider attacking Nina while her back is to her, but in the end she rolls out of the ring and runs to the back with that look still firmly on her face. Cameras cut to Kiko Hirayama who is standing by with Frisky D. The young Canadian is dressed casually, wearing a colorful hat tilted to the side, awkwardly trying to figure out what to do with her hands as she waits for the interview to begin.)

KIKO HIRAYAMA: Hello Frisky, how are you tonight?

(Frisky shrugs.)

FRISKY D: Not bad, not bad, sup?

KIKO HIRAYAMA: I wanted to get your thoughts on qualifying for the Tower and possibly getting another shot at Cassius Reed.

(She takes a moment to think that over.)

FRISKY D: Well, it def beats not qualifying. And listen, it's a big opportunity and one I need to seize. I'm hard on myself, but as much as I am, I'm confident if what I can do if I can put myself in that position. Right now I'm at a point where I'm arguably improving as much match to match as anyone in PW. Of course that's because I've still got a lot to improve on, but expect a better version of me out there. Speaking of re-matches though--

(She clears her throat.)

FRISKY D: I've got a pretty big chance tonight we should probably be talking about instead, yeah? One on one with Ana Starling, one of the best wrestlers in PW, one of the best high fliers in the world, period. Last time we went one on one I came up short. Maybe I let the time limit on those Rising Phoenix matches get in my head, maybe she was just a little better. But this is a big chance for me even though there's no title on the line here. It's an opportunity to prove everything I said just now is right, and let everyone know this little run of mine wasn't a flash in the pan. I've got a lot I can prove here that I couldn't do against someone like Mason Daniels, and I plan on doing just that. Anyways, I really need to get ready for that match, speaking of. Thanks, its been real.

(She holds out her arm to share a fist bump, which Kiko eventually awkwardly reciprocates before Frisky walks off out of sight. Cut to commercial.)

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[Slaine Rodrick]

The feed cuts away from the crowds, the cheers and the ring. In fact all is quiet, and it isn’t quite clear if this is live or a prerecorded moment. The camera is up on high, up in the rafters of the Bell MTS Centre, shaking slightly as the view down is truly terrifying, a straight drop down into the stands. It becomes clear this is prerecorded by the fact that there are no fans in attendance, and the view shows small dots of men and women setting up the ring way down below. There is a fluttering sound, the faint sound of birds ruffling their feathers, a number of pigeons who have nested here fly about, feeding on breadcrumbs that have seemingly been purposefully left for them. There are faint footsteps along the narrow walkways and planks, and out of the distance a figure emerged, dressed in a pair of sparkling jeans and a thick red sweater, a pink leather jacket with a number of studs and artistic logos etched upon it and sparkling ruby slippers. 

ANASTASIA STARLING: It’s so strange looking down from high above, everything looks so small and insignificant. Like staring at little ants making a little home, with their little missions and little morsels of food. It can be a welcome distraction for some, seeing what it is like to be one of the forgotten, the nothing, the tiny inconsequential group way below.

Anastasia peers down over the railing, her angelic face lighting up as she stares down, pigeons fluttering about her and cooing as she looks down, leaning over ever so dangerously.

ANASTASIA STARLING: There are some champions that look upon our industry this way, looking at challengers like their next contests are meaningless, sure fire results and their opponents are merely cannon fodder, coal to throw on the fire to fuel their mighty egos. Our current Rebirth Champion is such a man, dismissing opponents with the might of his Twitter feed, his over repetitive speeches and his constant reminders of what he has done as opposed as what he will do.

Starling smiles to the camera, before taking a little hop to a wooden plank that connected two walkways. She begins singing to herself as she does so.

ANASTASIA STARLING: It's easy to be right when everything repeats. It's easier to cut us down and point at our defeat. It's easy to be right, when everything repeats. Dig below the surface, find your insecurities.

The plank wobbled before she hopped onto the second walkway, and the camera looked down to reveal that there was clearly no safety net in place.

ANASTASIA STARLING: I’m a double champion in this sport, the SSWA World Champion, as well as the prized Rising Phoenix champion of this great company that burns with new fire and new purpose. And even in my position, with so many throwing challenges, with so many wanting my head, with so, so many painting a target upon my back… I still can’t look down on anyone. Not here, not over in England, not even in the realms of the Underground. I look upon everyone with a level head, as if they were staring at me head on, dead in the eyes, the same height and stature. Even with the success I have felt in this past calendar year, I am not at the top. I am on the level. Even now so, so, so high above. I still have room to climb, I still have heights to reach and I still have goals to attain. So I must fly higher and higher and higher to achieve them.

Starling, without a care in the world and seemingly a deathwish, does a handstand upon one of the steel barricades, carelessly walking upon it with her hands, keeping her face forward to the direction she is going in, as opposed from the unprotected floor hundreds of feet below.

ANASTASIA STARLING: Falling though… I understand why champions fear falling. Looking on from so high up where nobody can ever, ever reach them. They feel they are so untouchable, that no one could ever knock them off the top of the mountain. They can dismiss him, and dismiss her. Why worry. The power is all in their heads… The Rising Phoenix Title has taught me differently. The power is all in the challengers hands. They have the time advantage, the champion has no say when and where they make a defence, any slight failure can cost you everything you have ever accomplished. That title destroys the self-importance of your reign, it makes you look and prepare for every possibility, and the small little ants that crawl by your toes then overshadow you and grow a thousand fold.

She does a terrifying gymnasts swing, landed back on the narrow walkway with perfect precision. Her hair is free and wild, her elfin face pale and there is sorrow in those greens and blues she has for eyes. 

ANASTASIA STARLING: There is no challenge too small. There are no easy victories. And the people who ever think that here in Phoenix Wrestling will be in for a very rude awakening. Their worst fears, their fear of falling will become a reality. I have faced my fears. I have fallen so many times, but each and every time I have gotten back up again. And when you have fallen so much, when the final fear has gripped up and made you fall further down, down to a depth you never thought you could fall.

Ana shockingly takes a step onto a tightrope, looking straight down as she suicidally begins to cover, her arms held out as she balances herself, singing to herself beautifully in the lightest of whispers, soft and gentle and sorrowful, a ghost emblem upon the breast of her leather jacket visible to all.

ANASTASIA STARLING: A boyish notion of false emotion, these words are spoken despite my love. A fool's devotion was set in motion, my eyes are open now. It's a glass cage so I can't pretend, you hide beneath the physical. I see it coming, but I can't defend. You cut so deep, my belief is gone.

She pauses midway across the her eyes closed as a tear drops from her eye, her breathing slowing and the entire world seemed to stop as she did, all of those little breaths of hers being the only sound. A picture seemed to be held between her fingers, and although it wasn’t clear what it was, there seemed to be two figures upon it, one with long brunette curls, the other with brilliant blonde hair, and to many it seemed clear who the picture was of. She held it to her chest for a moment before speaking again.

ANASTASIA STARLING: Everyone should have heard by now, it’s been a media circus as of late, but… Me and Sophie were the golden couple here in Phoenix Wrestling, and that fire… it burnt out. And because of that fire, that eternal flame burning out… I’ve fallen as far as I can and now the only thing that could keep me up or hold me back has gone. All gone… And I felt myself… going… too.

She slipped, fell, the picture floating down to the floor as the camera shook, trying to look down as the picture floated and fell… But no Ana. Shaking the camera raised, slowly inch by inch to see Ana hanging onto the tightrope with one hand, tears in her eyes as she watches the picture float down to ring below. She hung there for a moment, mouthing the phrase “I’ll never go” before swinging herself up with a look of sudden determination upon her face. She landed on the tightrope, gingerly pulling herself upright, before completing the walk across to the safety of the walkway. She turned to the camera once more, that fire burning in her eyes once more, replacing the sorrow that gripped her in those moments of madness.

ANASTASIA STARLING: But the image of my title, the image of this company, the image of me… IS THE PHOENIX… And no matter if that fire burnt out, no matter if the inferno died away, no matter if hell froze over and the ground is all covered in snow, and winter has come… I have already fallen and I have no fear. My flame will be reborn and I will burn brighter than ever before, I swear it, I swear it, swear it. For me. For all of you.

She pointed to the camera as she used the word “you”, before mouthing “especially you” as she stood tall and proud as the birds cooed and fluttered once more.

ANASTASIA STARLING: Tonight I will face the rookie sensation, Frisky D… Another competitor who will enter the tower, try to climb to the top and seize their destiny. But like everyone, they have the fear. But I no longer do and there is nothing more in this world that can harm me. So I will keep on climbing, I will keep on flying and I will, I will, I will make it to the very top.

The camera zooms in once more, focusing on those greens and blues of hers, until they spark into flame and phoenix fire.

ANASTASIA STARLING: And I will bring you all with me.

Non-Title

Anastasia Starling © vs. Frisky D.

ALPINE: These two barely even waited for the bell, Rodz! That handshake offer from Frisky was nice, though I have to say there seemed to be something a little off in Ana’s reaction to it.

RODZ: She still shook it. Look, I’m sure that with everything that Ana’s going through in the private sector, being in a match like this is a relief. Frisky doesn’t hate her, doesn’t cut her off at the knees, doesn’t try to bury her or call her reign into question, or ...

ALPINE: That sounds oddly like you’re talking about the back and forth between our sweet Rising Phoenix Champion here and our Rebirth Champion and Current Iron King Cassius Reed, Rodz… and I can’t tell whose side you’re on frankly.

RODZ: It’s like you’ve never a day in your life paid attention to anything important I have to say about wrestling Alpine so I’ve pretty much given up hope that you’re going to suddenly start now. Pass the wings.

(The pair spend a good few moments circling each other, Ana being quite limber is able to easily sidestep or dodge any potential poke towards her defenses by a slightly slower Frisky D. It’s not that Frisky seems overwhelmed or uncertain, but more as if she’s waiting for Starling to explode into action, and after a few restless murmurs from the fans that’s exactly what happens! Ana with deceptive speed zips past Frisky to the far ropes, rebounds, and leapfrogs her on the first pass as Frisky sets up for a Backbody Drop, hits the ropes again and leaps up again, this time looking for a fairly standard Hurricanrana, but this is Frisky’s bread and butter, and she counters the Hurricanrana by lifting up Ana’s legs as they go around her neck and she shoves her off to land on her butt and follows with a Standing Senton! A quick pin nets a bare two, Starling sitting up with a soft shove to move Frisky away from her. The next few moments are a hurly burly of action, a flurry of moves exchanged including fast Dropkicks and various other kicks, Frisky getting a sort of Springboard Bicycle Kick off that really rang Ana’s bell!

That wasn’t actually a good thing however, because as she is rocked back to the corner, Ana sags on the top ropes, head down, then her eyes snap open, a burning ferocity in that blue and green gaze. She charges out at Frisky and the force of her tackle takes both ladies right through the ropes to spill on the floor below! The fans gasp at the impact but the pair seem to be okay even though they get up a bit shakily, Ana rolls to use the barricade and Frisky the apron. After a few seconds she measures the distance and suddenly she hops up on the apron and comes off with a huge Blockbuster on Ana! They both hit the barricade though and writhe around on the floor, and finally the referee starts a ten count! Ana hears this and growls, flipping over to hands and knees she crawls back to the ring and pulls herself up on the apron, rolling in to break the count!

Ana growls again and she rushes the corner, going up as Frisky is heading to the ring, and she comes off with an over the top rope Somersault Plancha! The fans of course freak out!)


HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!


(They also pop hard for both ladies, Ana up again first she drags a more noodle legged Frisky to the ring, boosts her up on the apron and rolls her under the ropes before she enters herself. She drops and hooks the leg, but just before three Frisky rolls up the shoulder!)

Alpine: What an encounter we are witnessing here tonight!

Rodz: Right now Ana’s in the driver’s seat but you can’t overlook the fact that Frisky can just...get you. She almost got Cassius, and I know that seems so traitorous to the Iron Kingdom but man she came close!

(A One-handed Swinging Neckbreaker netting Ana another two count, and even though there’s no time limit on this match, it was clear that after that time passed Ana was feeling odd, not quite frantic but as if something is in fact amiss. Passing the nineteen minute mark she shrieks and goes right for Frisky’s throat so to speak, setting her up for her favored Pale Winged Passerine, but as she goes for the Handspring Frisky trips her! She hits the ropes and flips around to try and keep her balance only to get a kick to the gut as Frisky delivers her very own version of a Stunner!)

Alpine: The Spanish Inquisition! Frisky caught her as she flipped from the ropes with that Stunner! By God she got her!

Rodz: NO! NO it can’t… well wait, her title isn’t on the line so here we go!

(Ana is down and Frisky stacks her up on her neck, using all her weight to hold her down!


1…

2….

3!!!

(Razor Blades and Steak Knives by Jarren Benton plays as Frisky flops over on her back as both hands cover her face. She definitely looks as if she’s been in a huge fight as she sits up, a bit of shock on her face as it sinks in that she’s pinned the Rising Phoenix Champion. Ana sits up as well and she exhales before taking a few huge breaths in, knowing how close this match had come to going either way, it was just a split second that decided the outcome after all.)

Alpine: What a war these two have shown us here tonight, between two wrestlers with no ill feelings between them, it was all about the wrestling for once.

Rodz: Well that’s not mildly offensive, just like your cologne.

WINNER: FRISKY D via PINFALL @ 23 minutes, 02 seconds.

?? : WELL WELL WELL.

The attention diverts from the ring to the entranceway… and the arrival of Phoenix’s Iron King, and Rebirth Champion, Cassius Reed. He’s giving a golf clap to the pair in the ring… but more that that, Cassius has gone the whole nine yards, dressing from head to toe in golf attire. A hideous pink sweater offsets a truly eye-watering pair of tartan pants, complete with golf cap balanced precariously upon his afro.

CASSIUS REED: Damn that was quite the show, suckas. Interestin’, Cassius thinks, how the “fighting champion” Anastasia Starling didn’t put her belt up this one time… is that because you saw Frisky D fight Cassius at Winter Warfare? Is that because you knew you couldn’t beat the Friskiest of Dingoes? Don’t answer. That questions rhetorical. We all know the answer.

He lets that sink in a moment, smirking to himself.

CASSIUS REED: That’s smart, though. You knew you couldn’t beat Friskopheles. And you knew, if you had put your belt up, then you would have lost it, meaning you wouldn’t be in the Tower of Destiny, looking to face off against the Iron King himself. How selfish. Tut tut tut.

Cassius shakes his head as he paces back and forth on the ramp.

CASSIUS REED: You see… it ain’t Cassius you’ve hurt here… but poor Frisky. You’ve taken away the only opportunity she’d ever have to hold a belt in this here place… because we all know too funking well that she couldn’t do the job against Cassius… and why? WHY DID YOU DO IT ANA? WHY DEPRIVE POOR FRISKY? Cassius means look at her lord knows she ain’t achieving anything against the big dogs, you could have done her this solid. BUT NO. Honestly. Cassius is sorely disappointed in you.

Both Anastasia and Frisky are up against the ropes, looking ready to call out Cassius… when suddenly a spotlight shoots up into the nosebleeds.

Mason: Yo, Yo, Yo...Dawg, just shut the fuck up.

(The cameras shoot around and show Mason and the rest of Mason's Pulpit making their way down the stairs of the arena, heading into the ringside area of the fan base.)

Mason: I am sick and tired of hearing your mouth run all the damn time. Firstly, I can barely understand your broken English. I don't know if it comes from your terrible up bringing and poor schools or if you have just taken too many shots to the head...but I swear if I have to hear your voice any more, I am gonna have to bust my own ear drums or bust your fucking jaw. Personally, I like the second idea.

(Cassius goes to speak as Mason walks into the crowd area, but Mason quickly cuts him off.)

Mason: Woah, woah, woah, who said you could talk, I am no where near done. You come out here and you talk shit about how Anastasia doesn't defend her title; please motha fucka; She comes out here and defends her title twice as much as you.

(Mason pauses in shock for a moment.)

Mason: Wow, did I just compliment that bitch?

(Mason looks to his followers who look just as shocked as him.)

Mason: God, I can't believe I am about to defend her...but you don't even come close to defending your title the way she does. As much as I hate her guts, I will give her that. You...you on the other hand only defend your title when you are contractually obligated to.

(Mason and his Pulpit walk through the crowd and finally reach the railing.)

Mason: You want to talk shit? You want to put bitch about some one not defending their title? Then why don't you put your money where your mouth is and defend that fucking thing right here tonight? You're off tonight; I'm off tonight; put it on the line right here tonight. Come on...what are you afraid of? Give these people a show they'll remember. Cassius Reed vs Mason Daniels for THE PHOENIX WRESTLING REBIRTH CHAMPIONSHIP....right here....TONIGHT!

(Before Cassius can even reply, ‘Back In Black’ by AC/DC hits, and out comes Seth Black. Mason is already rolling his eyes at Seth Black butting his nose into his business. His theme silences and he points out to Mason and his lackeys.)

BLACK: I’m not about to let Mason start booking matches around here. You don’t get rewarded for beating people up with a barbwire bat. 

(Cassius conveniently slips in on the mic at the end.)

CASSIUS REED: No, but you do get your cracka ass beat down for calling out a living legend. Seth, Cassius needs a warm up for the Tower. King Cassius says...make it so!!

(The crowd cheers loudly at Cassius calling for an impromptu Rebirth Championship match. Seth doesn’t look too happy with Cassius’s words, neither do Anastasia and Frisky. But nonetheless Seth sighs and signs off.)

BLACK: I’m not a big fan of Cassius’s decision, but I’m not one to deny the Rebirth Champion. If he wants to put his title on the line? Let’s make it happen.

(Huge cheers from the crowd as Mason’s eyes light up and his gang get excited. Frisky and Anastasia look to each other, shake their heads, and leave the ring simultaneously.)

BLACK: Under one condition. Mason’s Pulpit is banned from ringside. 

(Even bigger cheers from the crowd as that elation turns into disappointment on the faces of Mason’s Pulpit. Mason assures his crew he has this, then gives a devilish smirk in Seth’s direction.)

MASON: Whatever it takes to get my title shot.

(Mason then climbs over the railing in his street clothes and slides into the ring. Just as his crew is about to walk away on their own, seven security guards come up and escort them out of the ringside area. Mason’s Pulpit looks none too happy with being dragged away as Cassius makes his way down the ramp.)

ALPINE: It’s an impromptu title match, right here on Redemption folks! Cassius will defend his Rebirth Championship against Mason Daniels as long as the Pulpit is banned from ringside!

RODZ: This is the only way Mason Daniels is getting a Rebirth shot under Seth’s regime, so he might as well embrace it any way he can get it.

SURPRISE REBIRTH CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

Cassius Reed © vs. Mason Daniels

(Cassius Reed makes his way to ringside taking his time, making sure to insult fans on the way down. Mason is pacing like a tiger, waiting for his opportunity to pounce. Cassius climbs the steps, dusts his feet on the apron, and stops to check a heckler before stepping into the ring. That’s at his own peril as Mason Daniels springs forward and nails Cassius with a spear, sending him tumbling to the outside! Mason leaps to the apron and catches Cassius as he’s coming up with a tornado DDT!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the fans as Mason is relentless and yanks up the heavily dazed Cassius. He helps him along with the dizziness with an irish whip into the ring post! Mason then takes the back of Cassius’s fro and smashes his face thrice into the post, busting him open! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Oz Oxford Jr. demands that Mason bring the action into the ring so he can start the match or he will throw the match out. Mason grits his teeth and throws Cassius inside, then follows up by sliding in as Oz finally gets a start to this contest! Mason immediately lunges down at Cassius and sinks his teeth into the open cut, gnawing away as Cassius kicks and screams! Oz counts away, getting to four before Mason finally releases, showing off his blood slathered smile to the audience.)

ALPINE: The match has barely started and Mason is doing all he can to cheat his way to a win!

RODZ: This is an incredibly rare opportunity for Mason. He has no other choice but to go full on batshit crazy against the champion if he wants to stand a chance.

(Mason then kneels down and starts hammering fist after fist into the cut of Cassius, opening it up wider and covering his fists in blood. Cassius tries his best to cover up but is still feeling his bell getting rung earlier. The king tries to crawl to the ropes, but Mason lunges down on his back and grabs the corners of his mouth and starts yanking them in separate directions. Cassius screams as Mason’s laughs with sadistic pride. Mason then takes a sharp thumb and jabs it into the cut, dropping Cassius into a kicking fit. Oz pulls Mason aside, warning him he will stop the match if he keeps on doing illegal activities. Mason shoves past him and picks up Cassius by his fro. However as beaten as he is, Cassius fights back with shots to the gut. He gets three in before Mason drops him with a knee. Cassius crumples to the mat, with Mason shoving him over by his bloody face onto his back. Being he has Cassius in a precarious position, Mason scales to the top rope for the Halo Drop. He flies off for the frog splash, but Cassius rolls out of the way just in time, allowing Mason to eat it on the mat! Cassius uses this rare recovery opportunity to crawl to the outside and regroup. He removes his pink sweater, using it to douse up a majority of the blood on his forehead. He then takes off his yellow polo, getting a few whistles from the female fans before using the polo to tourniquet his cut.)

ALPINE: The champ has finally found a way to stop the bleeding, but is it enough to help him out of this jam?

RODZ: Well he better stop thinking about his vanity and start worrying about the still healthy maniac making his way toward him!

(Cassius turns around in time for Mason to catch him with a flying plancha over the top rope!! A loud mixed reaction from the crowd as Mason lands the move, then double birds the crowd! Mason picks up Cassius and goes to throw him into the steps, but Cassius reverses and irish whips Mason hard into the ring steps, separating them! Mason tries to stumble to his feet, but Cassius is already preparing for him. As soon as he gets to his feet Cassius sends him crashing mohawk first into the guardrail with a Funkensteiner! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the crowd as Mason wangs his head off the guardrail hard, opening a cut of his own! With the ref’s count up to ‘8’, a motivated Cassius grabs Mason by his mohawk and tosses him into the ring, following in with him. Mason tries to crawl away from the imminent danger that is Cassius Reed, but Cassius is on him as he rides his back and paintbrushes his face with hard Pimp Slaps! The crowd laughs as this leads Mason to the ropes where he scrambles to his feet. Cassius goes to sling him into the corner with an irish whip, but Mason reverses and purposely throws Cassius into Oz, knocking him down with a huge throw! Cassius rolls his eyes at Oz getting planted so easily as Mason smiles and plots.)

ALPINE: Oz is down, and this isn’t a good position for Cassius to be in!

RODZ: If there’s one thing Cassius hates, it’s a ref not doing his job properly. Oz, stop being a fat lazy bitch and get up!

(Cassius stands over Oz, screaming “GET UP!!” Not realizing he’s giving Mason an opportunity to recover. As soon as he turns around to deal with Mason, Mason is on him with a lightning quick Javelin! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Mason drops Cassius with his finisher! Mason looks ready to pin, but suddenly something catches his eye coming from the entranceway. Frankie Starlight whistles with his hands in his pockets, looking away as Mason becomes incensed and approaches the ropes. He screams at Frankie to get the fuck out of his match, only for Frankie to shrug and smile wide. He then pulls one of his hands out of his pocket, and tosses a handful of white powder into Mason Daniels’ face! Frankie then bolts through the crowd, boos following him as he escapes.The mysterious white substance blinds Mason, causing him to go into a blind swinging fury. This gives Cassius just enough time to use the ropes to help him get to his feet. With Mason swinging blindly, Cassius takes a deep breath and plants him hard with a Southpaw on the chin! The shot drops Mason like a sack of potatoes to the “OHHH!!!”s of the crowd! With Cassius ready to be done with this pain in the ass opponent, he drags the recovering Oz over to Mason and drops down for the super lag three count pin.)

1…

2….

3!!!

WINNER, AND STILL REBIRTH CHAMPION: Cassius Reed via PINFALL @ 14 minutes, 19 seconds.

ALPINE: Through thick and through thin, Cassius Reed finds a way to retain against the bloodthirsty psychopath Mason Daniels! Mason is going to make Frankie pay for that!

RODZ: Mason Daniels came to give the champ a fight, I’ll give him that. To this day that mohawked retard is still one of the most violent, evil, dangerous men on this roster.

ALPINE: Very true. Cassius wanted a warm up, what he got was a bloody brawl!

(Oz Oxford Jr. raises the weary champion’s hand before handing him his prized belt. As Cassius smirks down at his fallen adversary, we cut to Frankie Starlight popping out of the arena entrance. He’s out of breath, waiting to get a clear moment to answer the nagging cellphone in his inner jacket pocket. He looks left, looks right, then stops. With the coast clear, Frankie answers.)

STARLIGHT: (breath) Yeah. (breath) First goal done. (breath) Onto the next. (breath)

(At that moment Frankie hears the unified screaming of three people, two men and one woman approaching him. He looks back to see the rest of Mason’s Pulpit racing at him, screaming a battle cry with weapons in their hand.) 

STARLIGHT: I gotta go. (breath)

(Frankie ends the call and shows off his running skills as he bolts off into the snowing Winnipeg wonderland.)

Chris Andrew: “I can tell you, this is our night!”

Sitting backstage, Chris and his wife Mandi Andrew are relaxing, minutes before their golden opportunity at the DUOS Championship against Hell Is Waiting. You can tell in Chris eyes that he is determined to finally get some gold around his waist, after coming this close in more than one occasion. And doing it with the woman he loves? That would make it taste even more sweet.

Chris Andrew: I’ve been here in Phoenix Wrestling for little over a year now, and for most of my time I chased these Duos titles. Me and Faith went to war with Masaru and Aurora then those Collective punks got involved and all hell broke loose. I came this close to take those titles away from them, Fighting you two, Masaru and Aurora, changed me. You pushed me to a point i didn’t think I could go to, I wrestled through bruised ribs, busted faces, unimaginable pain just to barely hang in a match with you two. I poured my blood, sweat, tears in that ring only to come up short.

I fell, but I’m back on my feet.

Different me, different partner. And I’m telling you, different outcome.

He looks at Mandi, next to him. Mandi smiles her sweet smile, as she looks at Chris, before looking forward.

Mandi Andrew: It will be a different outcome, because we have trained together well over a year, we know each other as if we are one person. Through all the ups, and downs in our careers the past year, we have been there for each other. Chris has helped me get ready for my debut when I made it last year, he’s been there for me through every win, every lose, just like I have been there for him through all his loses, and wins. You’re not going to find anyone else better suited to win those titles than us.

Mandi pauses for a minute, before she holds her hand up, showing off her wedding band.

Mandi Andrew: This ring, it not only signifies our love, but signifies our union. Winning the Duos titles will only signify our union in the ring like it is out of the ring. There is nothing I won’t do to win those titles with Chris, and I know there is nothing Chris won’t do to win them, and finally put you guys down.

Chris Andrew: If you ask me, you guys are hands down the best tag team in the world. Tough as nails, relentless, perfect chemistry… There’s a reason if you have been champions for eight months. And I learned it on my own skin. Mandi may lack the experience Faith had, she may not have trained in state of the art gyms with the best trainers money can buy. But I couldn’t ask for a better partner. I know how far she can push herself, I know that under her beautiful features beats the heart of a true warrior. If I have to go to war once again, she is the one I would want by my side.

Redemption 118.

Hell Is Waiting.

But we’re not. We’re done waiting. Tonight, we take the Duos Championship.

(They both stand up, smiling at the camera with confidence, before it fades to black.)

*

(The cameras cut to the back as the Phoenix Wrestling Duos Champions Masaru Inoue and Aurora are walking side by side, heading towards the ring at a leisurely pace since as Champions they’ll be going out second. Aurora watches as Olly flies by, swooping this way and that while techs cover their heads and a few screams are heard. Masaru seems to sway a bit as if those screams are music, his toes tapping in his boots even as they walk.)

AURORA: It’s so delightful to see you as the Gladiator del HELL again. It suits you! While I failed to capture that juicy apple dangled in front of me in the form of that World Crown title… well, there’s always next time and I simply had so much FUN. You know how it is. I live for this sort of thing.

(Masaru nods enthusiastically though his voice rises and falls, the tones of his speech seeming to creep out those that they walk by.)

MASARU INOUE: Do you know though, what I’ve noticed dear Rori? How much Chris Andrew likes to brag that he almost beat us. As if Faith was a non-entity in those matches. As if he somehow didn’t fail twice!

(Masaru cackles a laugh as Olly swoops by the pair of them again, his eyes watching the owl as he flies, Aurora’s forward motion keeping him on path as it were. Her voice is low as she speaks and there’s a tug of smile on her full lips.)

AURORA: Of course I noticed as well, but I won’t begrudge the boy his enthusiasm at least. Most people that face us more than once rue it, The Collective certainly do for all they talk shit about us and at us. I’m sure that he feels that his connection with his wife will give them an edge as a team that we lack, but that’s just love and bravado talking. I mean after all I was twice that smug when I teamed with Legacy those few times, I can forgive this just a little. And after all, who knows? Maybe they will be what we’re waiting for. Maybe they can be the ones.

(Aurora lifts her arm and she and Masaru bump wrists before they head to the curtain, hearing their music begin, Masaru nods as they go, throwing his arms out to the sides.)

MASARU INOUE: And wouldn’t that be DELIGHTFUL! Positively glorious!

MAIN EVENT

Duos Championships Match

Hell Is Waiting (Aurora © and Masaru Inoue ©) vs. Chris and Mandi Andrew

(So here was the Main Event of the night, the next set of challengers who earned their right to go up against "Hell Is Waiting", Aurora and Masaru. Chris and Mandi Andrew stood confident despite knowing how tall the task was. Chris offered to go first as so did Aurora. When that bell rung, the crowd went off as so did the two in the ring. The art of chain wrestling and counters was the build to what may be a great contest. The two countered off each other as Aurora's speed and quickness was something to behold. She had gained ultimate control over him momentarily before putting him down with a quick leg takedown. Aurora kept the pressure on Chris as she made the tag to her partner, Masaru Inoue, who came in and literally was stomping on Chris's limbs repeatedly. After a few leg-aimed manuevers, he tagged back in Aurora, the two showing why they ARE the best! Quick tags was the game. Aurora again took the lead, again working on the leg her partner started on, the left leg. Methodically trying to separate, the pain from Chris was heard loudly as he tried kicking his way out of it. Another tag came, and after a double-teamed Leg DDT, Masaru looked to keep things in HIW's corner. Chris had another idea. After Maz attempted to tweak that left leg some more, Chris with a swift head kick, stunned him and allowed Chris to get a hot tag from a 'waiting' Mandi. Mandi entered for the first time and the aura that Maz gave off, it makes you think before rushing right in. After a brief stare-off, Mandi had shook it off and applied subtle offense to Masaru, sending him spinning off a hurricanrana. Mandi looked to keep her offense going but Maz, known for his lethal legs and knees, Mandi felt it...right to the ribs as she dropped. Maz connected with a Snapmare Neckbreaker before going for the pin.

ALPINE: Snapmare Neckbreaker from Masaru!

RODZ: Hell Is Waiting so far up to their usual standards. Mandi and Chris got to stay fresh and not iso'd by these two.

1...

2...KICKOUT!!!

ALPINE: Everyone in this arena could feel the pain once his shin connected with her ribs.

RODZ: Question his mental stability if you choose but you can never question his striking. His legs are a damn weapon by themselves. Mandi still holding her rib.

(Mandi after the kickout, she clutched to her ribs but her recovery time was short-lived. Dragged by her hair, Maz tagged in Aurora and again she went back to work. Mandi was getting put through Aurora's arsenal of different holds. She had her grounded majority of the time. The crowd was willing her on though, wanting her to get back to her feet. Able to get to her knee after time, she worked on getting Aurora off of her and out of that facelock. Elbow after elbow after elbow, Mandi got out of it but Aurora was relentless. Grabbing her by the hair, she planted Mandi with a DDT, quick with the pin but Mandi kicked out before the ref could even count. Mandi eventually turned things around, even blocking an attempt from Aurora and in the process, stunned her with a jawbreaker, the sit-down variety. Whipping Aurora into her and Chris's corner, tagging him in. Aurora went chest-first into the corner after a double Irish whip. Chris capitalized with a back suplex. Getting the crowd back into play, he took flight from the outside, springboarding off the ropes, crashing down with a frog splash. Chris was on something and with Aurora down, Masaru was on his end, spazzing a bit, antsy as his hand was out, calling for Aurora. Chris and Mandi managed to tag back and forth repeatedly, Isolating Aurora this time in the corner. after tagging in Chris, Chris tagged her back in as Mandi had control...or so she thought. Aurora turned things around just like that with a Possum-trap roll-up.

ALPINE: The craftiness that Aurora beholds. Never give her an opening.

1...

2....

KICKOUT!!!

(Mandi kicked out and both crawled to their perspective corners leading to double tags, making Maz and Chris legal. The two went head to head with strikes. Maz with his chops that led to strikes gave him the advantage. Chris dodged one of his kicks, allowing him to counter with a Slingblade, driving Maz head-first to the mat. Chris took to the top and with him leaping off, he caught nothing but canvas. Maz again, taking advantage, his knee strikes changed things completely. Boos had erupted but it wasn't in Maz's direction. The ramp, now featured two-thirds of "The Collective", Geno Forliti and Tony Sirra. With wide grins, they slowly made their way at ringside, immediately making it difficult for the two teams to concentrate on one another. Geno and Tony whistled at Maz, grabbing his attention. Enough to lead to a roll-up transitioned into a superkick. Chris again, taking to the top, dropped off with height and this time crashed onto Maz with a basic splash but enough to keep him down. Geno and Tony laughed, watching the chaos unfold. Mandi kicked towards them while on the apron, making them keep their distance. Chris picked up Masaru before connecting on what he calls a "Spire Slam", Standing Moonsault Fallaway Slam. Only problem is that he tossed Masaru right into his own corner. Maz made the wise tag.

ALPINE: What a mistake by Chris. Hit a signature of his and winds up not able to get the pin. Fresh tag.

RODZ: Great awareness by Masaru. Aurora got a worn Chris Andrew who's ready to take on the task.

(Aurora was by herself for the moment as Maz was on the outside. Tony made his way over onto that side of the ring, feet away from Masaru as he called him names, catching Aurora in the process as she swooshed them away but her focus taken off allowed a dropkick from him. Aurora was getting some damage done to her by Chris, looking to close this match out for his team and be crowned NEW PW Duos Champs. They knew though Aurora wasn't out albeit being taken down. Chris had the advantage for the moment but the damn Collective wasn't satisfied. They kept smack-talking Chris Andrew as the crowd booed them. Chris paused from continuing his work on Aurora to give the duo outside causing trouble a "piece of his mind". A diving Suicide Plancha took out both men as Chris got an applause for that move but he left his target time to recover. A mistake that he soon would feel come back to haunt him quickly. Aurora caught him from a distracted perspective with her "Ghostly Kiss" DDT. Aurora covered as Maz interfered Mandi's straight-line to stop the count. Maz floored her with a rare crossbody.

ALPINE: Maz immediately took Mandi out!

RODZ: Teamwork makes the dream work!

1...

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3!!!

WINNER by PINFALL Hell Is Waiting @ 18 minutes and 38 seconds!!!

ALPINE: What a sour way to end a classic match between these two teams. The damn Collective just always finds a way.

RODZ: Its not their fault Chris decided to go AWOL on his fiance to go dive out on them. Bad discipline. They had a chance, they had "Hell Is Waiting" on the ropes and just like that, hopes and dreams gone via that deadly "Ghostly Kiss".

(Chris and Mandi were beyond pissed about the end-result thanks to The Collective finding a way to intervene. They stood at ringside, mouthing off at the couple. Their boiling point came and both ran towards the ropes, diving over and onto Tony and Geno with a double Flying Senton! The crowd absolutely loved it.)

ALPINE: It's rare to see a man of Geno's stature go to the ground but my GOD did those two just do that! Livid isn't even the word to describe how they are feeling right now!

RODZ: Again, blame themselves for taking their eyes off the prize. But sure, go take out The Collective for some sweet revenge.

(Chris and Mandi got to their feet but Chris just shook his head as he stormed off to the back. Mandi was there with him, consoling him along the way to the back as Aurora and Masaru celebrate in the ring on retaining their belts.)

ALPINE: Hell Is Waiting continues their warpath in Phoenix Wrestling. It's a reason they are all over, highly respected by all.

RODZ: Ain't that the absolute truth. Chris and Mandi were on a roll in this match, giving the Champs a taste but you have to be on your P's and Q's when you going against "Hell Is Waiting!"

ALPINE: Well, that's all for tonight folks. Been yet another amazing night in the records. Be sure to tune in next time for Redemption!

RODZ: Or be square!

ALPINE: That too! Goodnight all!

(As the broadcast team say their final words, a final shot is shown of the duo, Masaru and Aurora in the ring, their titles held high as their reign of dominance continues on, awaiting the next challengers to try and take their titles away. As the camera panned further out, showing the crowds, the screen began fading as the PW logo displayed on the screen before fading all to black.)