Redemption 119

[Slaine Rodrick]

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Airing LIVE on Evolve Network February 20th @ 7pm PST

Redemption 119

Tuesday, February 20th 2018

FirstOntario Centre

Hamilton, Ontario

***ON AIR***

(We open up on Frisky D sitting in the stands of the FirstOntario Centre before the show. She's dressed casually in her street clothes with her cap turned backwards, surveying the scene and taking it all in. As the cameras pan in on her, she gives a small wave to them.

FRISKY D: Hey there, feeling a bit better than I have been in a bit. It's good to be back on track, y'know?

(A short nod.)

FRISKY D: That's not any reason to get too comfy of course. I've had a lot of taking a few steps forward then getting knocked back, but I also know if I stay focused and keep working hard-- all that cliche stuff-- I can beat anyone. Which is good, because hell of a test tonight-- hell of a test-- no pun intended of course. Okay, maybe a little. But I'm pretty familiar firsthand with everyone in this ring, including my partner at this point, except for Lance. And uh, he has his rep for a reason, always gotta stay on guard around that dude. But, I also want to do a little more appreciating the experience and not just stressing out, freaking out about what's next too.

(She sighs.)

FRISKY D: I think I mighta psyched myself out a bit in the past, and this whole Canada tour has helped me get past that. Like, losing for the Rebirth Title in my hometown suuuucked so bad. But it wasn't the end of the world like I thought it'd be, I wasn't seen as like some huge disappointment. I've had a few girls around Canada tell me they look up to me, which is --

(A chuckle.)

FRISKY D: -- it's kinda freaking mindblowing. I'm not sure I'm the best choice, but maybe they can relate to me? Like, besides the being named Frisky Dingo part of course. But yeah, like I'm sure there are better ones they could choose but it's humbling and I'll try my best to live up to that. Part of which is just, to keep being me, keep working hard and pushing ahead.

(She takes a deep breath.)

FRISKY D: I've been in enough main events here now in PW where maybe I need to really embrace that role more. Like I think I've still gone under the radar a bit in the big wrestling picture despite my success, but I'm gonna try to really uh, own my spot and all that. Which means I need a big performance in the Tower. It's not gonna be easy obviously, everyone wants to shine in it, but I think it'll help me that I've been in a tower type match last year. Not saying it'll be exactly the same, and yeah I kinda failed epically in that, but I think if there's one thing I do it's learn from my experiences and improve. So I'm actually feeling good heading into that, as good as you can before you enter a giant death structure thingy. But first ... time to take care of business tonight, so I better get ready to do that.

(Frisky casually flashes a peace sign and the video feed cuts out. We cut backstage where Jrue Oliver stands alongside Kinley Carlisle. A microphone is held to his mouth by Kiko as the camera pan showing Kiko. )

JRUE OLIVER: “Right Kinley, Giles might be the ultimate clown.”

Nodding her head Kinley agrees as Jrue continues on.

JRUE OLIVER: “What he tried to do to Kinley after the fight was disrespect and as a man… I couldn't allow that to happen so I gave him what he deserved.”

Jrue looks over to Kinley and places his arms around her shoulder.

JRUE OLIVER: “And then this dude Vinn or whatever wanna come out and side with Giles??? Really??? Come on man, that already makes him a coward in my books, and tonight me and Kinley got something coming for their asses.”

Jrue pauses and takes a look around at nothing in particular.

JRUE OLIVER: “Tonight we…”

He points at himself then Kinley.

JRUE OLIVER: “We beat some CLASS into Mr. Giles and his lackey who’s trying to tag along.”

(He takes a look at Kiko before saying “We got this” before he hands Kinley the microphone.)

KIKO HIRAYAMA: Kinley, it seems that Giles Whitmor and Vin Bell have their sights set on inflicting pain on you two. Even though they are a new team, they seem poised to make an immediate impact here in Phoenix Wrestling, possibly at your expense Do you have any choice words for them in response?

(Before Kinley can even get a word out, a hand comes into view and rudely rips the microphone away from her. As the camera shifts view, we see it is Vin Bell holding the microphone, scowling. At his side is his tag partner Giles Whitmor, who is smirking and rubbing his hands together.)

VIN BELL: Kiko, it's great that you're back here interviewing teams, but you should've sought us out first. After all, we are the ones that are going to be the movers and shakers in this company, not these two flash in the pans. See, the Dreadnought is a battleship, poised for war. I'm firing all the big guns tonight.

(To emphasize this he flexes his bicep, turning to look at his muscle. Kinley lunges for the microphone, only for Vin to yank it just out of reach.)

VIN BELL: Oh no, lady. We weren't done. See… This is class warfare. I bring the warfare, and Mr. Whitmor here...he brings the class. Tell ‘em, Giles.

(He tosses the microphone to his partner without a care, chuckling to himself.)

GILES: What you plebeians must understand, if you can with your pea sized brains is that Vin and I are a different breed then you lazy millennials. You are not worth the time of masters of our art. The only thing that makes this worthwhile is having a good hand by my side to destroy the garbage put before us. Babble all you want you rambling imbeciles...we'll show you your words mean nothing tonight. Here ya go love!

(Giles tosses the mic to Kinley, who fumbles a catch but saves it before it hits the floor. The two brawlers walk away laughing as Kinley mad dogs them with Jrue. Cut to the booth.)

ALPINE: Ever the antagonists are Vin and Giles. These two seem to have some sort of chemistry already, which is rare for two newcomers. 

RODZ: Which spells big problems for Kinley and Jrue. I got all the faith in the world Jrue can stand a chance, but Kinley is showing that 'scared rookie' mentality.

ALPINE: Well let's see if she can shake off that stage fright tonight and come out with a win.

Kinley Carlisle and Jrue Oliver vs. Giles Whitmor and 'Dreadnought' Vin Bell

ALPINE: Oh here we go, Jrue starting off for his side with a really nice looking Leaping Spinning Heel Kick!

RODZ: Yeah it’s pretty clear that Vin Bell wasn’t expecting that right out of the gate!

(Jrue indeed starts strong, his Leaping Spinning Heel Kick rocking ‘Dreadnought’ Vin Bell! He staggers back to the ropes but recovers his footing quickly, and he answers Jrue’s initial strong attack with a huge Powerslam! He rips Jrue up from the mat after this and hits a wicked looking Buckle Bomb, but when he moves to cover Jrue kicks out at two! Vin tries to keep control but Jrue manages to break free of him and levels him with a Pendulum Backbreaker! He rolls him onto his belly to set up for an Elevated Boston Crab, his version called The Blues, but as he goes to kneel on Vin’s back Bell reaches out and grabs the ropes. He elbows Jrue in the face to get some distance and then comes to his feet. He moves and tags in his partner Giles Whitmor who seems quite eager to get into the match and he whips into Jrue with a few kicks, driving Jrue back into the ropes - but it was a ploy as Jrue tags in Kinley and they double team Giles for a few long moments until the referee orders Jrue out of the ring. Giles drops from the dual assault but as he does he whips his boot up and almost takes Kinley’s head off with a huge Pele Kick!)

ALPINE: Kinley looks almost out on her feet and she just got in here!

RODZ: After the beating she and Jrue laid on Giles I’d say he deserved some payback!

(Giles quickly rolls her up into a pin which Jrue breaks, and the referee warns him again. The pair hot tag after she shoots up and they keep Giles separated from his team’s part of the ring for a good few minutes, but in the end one slight miscalculation leads to him dropping Jrue with a Superkick! Giles doesn’t cover, he moves to tag in Bell and the pair stomp Jrue much as Giles had been assaulted earlier but tormenting Kinley whilst it happens. Giles is ordered out and Bell runs rampant on Jrue for a few minutes, his Release Belly-to-Belly Suplex a standout that almost got him a three count. Jrue rallies however and catches him with a Stepover Toehold Facelock! Vin is in trouble but he manages to reach the ropes on time. A ropebreak and he releases the hold, taking Vin in hand he drags him over and tags in Kinley. She goes to work on Vin, hitting him first with a Mafia Kick, that sends Bell to his knees. Kinley goes for her Ripcord V Trigger Knee, the Game, Set, Bitch but at the last second Bell falls back and the force of the shift sends Kinley plowing face first into the mat!)

ALPINE: Oh that didn’t look good by any means.

RODZ: She looked like she had hella force behind that too, she might have busted his face if it had connected!

(Vin floats her over and quickly hooks the leg, the referee sliding in to count as Giles protects the pin, tackling Jrue as he rushes in to attempt to break it up!)

ALPINE: I think she’s out!

RODZ: You may be right!

1...

2...

3!!!

WINNERS: GILES WHITMOR and VIN BELL via WHAT @ 11 minutes, 52 seconds.

(Vin isn’t quite satisfied with how this goes down, he rips Kinley off the mat and sets her up for his Jackhammer, the Deep Six! Jrue gets up and shoves Giles rudely out of the way and and he forces Vin to drop Kinley with another Leaping Spinning Heel Kick! Vin rolls out of the ring as Giles gets in Jrue’s face and the pair start shoving and hitting each other until it looks like Giles may get the upper hand, he comes in to plow Jrue who low-bridges the top rope and sends him right over! Giles and Vin walk backwards up the ramp after this, glaring at Jrue as he bends to check on Kinley. We are now inside a locker room inside the First Ontario Center in Hamilton, Ontario. Chris Andrew is sitting there on the pine bench, holding his head between his hands.)

Chris Andrew: “It happened again… It’s the same old story and quite frankly, I’m growing tired of it.”

Although he’s keeping his eyes on the floor, it’s pretty clear that he’s really struggling to keep his cool. And the reason of this nervousness becomes clear soon enough.

Chris Andrew: “Every time I get a chance at those Duos titles, every time I get this close to beat Aurora and Masaru, the damn Collective has to stick their nose in my business. I lost the count of how many times this happened, but I know for a fact that it has been one too many!”

Finally he lifts his eyes from the floor, looking straight into the camera. There’s a new determination, a never seen before fire burning in him. Anger, almost. With slow and controlled movements he stands up.

Chris Andrew: “It’s about time I teach them not to mess with me. Starting with Geno Forklift. I don’t care if he’s a big fella, I don’t give a damn that he’s one of the strongest men in Phoenix Wrestling, a walking weapon of mass destruction… Tonight I’m going to take him down, and claim my spot in the Tower Of Destiny. Someone once said that the bigger they are, the harder they fall. I bet you’ll go down with a loud, resounding thud then. But honestly, I don’t care how, how long it will take me and how much punishment I must go through. I’m going to kick your giant ass all over this ring tonight, making an example out of you for all your buddies to see. I’m done to be your target, I’m tired to be the victim of your vile attacks.

Now I fight back.”

He clenches his fists in rage. Mandi Andrew walks in, as she stands by her husband. She wasn’t too happy either, as she glances at him, before looking forward. You could see the anger in her eyes, as she starts to talk.

Mandi Andrew: “One thing I was always taught was to not take bullshit from anyone, to make sure I put them in their place. To not let some man try to make me out to be weak, or below him. That is exactly what Tony Tira is trying to do. He fails to realize I am a strong woman, but he is going to learn it real soon. I am going to get in that ring, and take care of him. I used to have a thing I did where I called the person I faced a puppy, that is exactly what I am looking at Tony as, a puppy. Just young, dumb, and don’t know any better. Just like you do with a puppy, teach them a lesson, Tony is in for a lesson. A lesson to not treat women like they are nothing, teach them as if they are some object pretty much.”

She pauses, as she looks again towards Chris. She was wanting to say a lot more, but didn’t want to get into that subject more.

Mandi Andrew: “I don’t even care if he has a boxing background. I know I can make sure it never comes into play, he won’t be able to use it. I plan on going into the Tower of Destiny. No boxing, no misogynistic ways are going to stop me from doing that. I am putting my foot down on him taking things from me just because he feels he can. He has a problem with it, he is just going have to deal with it in the back while watching me in the Tower."

Chris grabs her hand in his, squeezing lightly as he glances at her with a smile.

Chris Andrew: “Tonight we get our retribution against the Collective. But, make no mistake, our eyes are still on the Duos Titles.
Entering the Tower Of Destiny is just the beginning. One step at the time, we will climb the ranks of this company.
See you on top.”

With that said, we cut to the arena.

TOWER OF DESTINY QUALIFYING MATCH

Chris Andrew vs. Geno 'Forklift' Forliti

ALPINE: Is it my imagination Rodz or is Geno having a hard time with that leg of his tonight?

RODZ: Nope, looks like he’s got a bad wheel and that’s never good. Chris is a good kid but the smart thing would be to try and end this quickly.

ALPINE: Words of wisdom from you?

RODZ: Zip it smartass.

(As if he’s heard the wise words of Rodz, Chris keeps his distance as much as possible from Geno, who is definitely moving slower here tonight than usual. It’s clear that he’s carefully planting his foot when he steps and Chris darts in for a fast kick to the leg! He goes back and does it again, Geno cursing loudly but as he goes for a third try Forliti catches him with those big meathook hands and he hits a huge Gorilla Press Slam! He takes a bit too long to get to the mat for a pin however and Chris evades his attempt. Andrew kips up and hits a Spinning Roundhouse Kick to Geno, it sways the big man but he manages to three point stance and get to his feet that way, before he charges Andrew like an angry bull. He shoves Chris backward into the corner and works his shoulder into the gut a few times but he has to pause and shake out his leg. Chris uses that moment to pop up to the top rope and as Geno looks up he lands on him with a Crossbody.)

ALPINE: Well shit that almost toppled Geno backwards, that is not looking good for Forliti, I don’t care how strong you are, if you can’t stand up you’re finished!

RODZ: All he needs to do is slam the kid through the mat though. Just bang bang bang bang.

(Well now it seems like Geno’s heard that advice and the next few moments are super painful to watch as Geno lifts and slams, lifts and slams Chris to the mat more than a few times! Andrew arches up on the mat in agony, rolls around to release some of the pain of his back and it was a good thing that he did, as it prevented Geno from curb stomping his head in! A few more heavy blows go his way before Chris finally escapes, getting a tiny breather before he goes in and just kicks the living daylights out of both of Geno’s legs, but seriously targets that weak knee the most. Finally Geno sways...)

ALPINE: Oh this don’t look good.

RODZ: Doesn’t. It doesn’t look good… you know what, nevermind.

(Geno sways and starts to drop to a knee and BAM! Here’s Chris Andrew with his Cutthroat Neckbreaker, The Dr. Pepper Special! Down goes Forliti though it takes about all Chris has left in the tank to get his large bulk of muscle moved to his back! Chris hooks the far leg as Geno twitches on the mat and hangs on for all he’s worth!)

ALPINE: WOW Geno ate every bit of that Dr. Pepper Special!

RODZ: I wonder why he calls it that.

1...

2...

3!!!

WINNER: CHRIS ANDREW via PINFALL @ 8 minutes, 12 seconds.

(Of course here comes Tony Tira and Frankie Starlight, to the ringside area and oh boy are they lit, clearly they are pissed that Geno lost this match to Chris! He spots them and goes to the ropes as they are jawing at him, and while they are threatening him, Geno makes his painful way to his feet. He goes to rush Andrew with a clothesline but Chris ducks and Geno topples over the rope! He hits the apron hard and then slides to the floor, and even Tony looks a bit concerned here. Tony and Frankie move to help Geno, but Chris isn’t going to take this mess lying down, he runs the ropes and comes back with a hands free Senton over the ropes, wiping out the entire group! He recovers first and heads to the back as Frankie sits up and starts cursing.)

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(We return back to the FirstOntario Arena where the Collective can be seen arguing in their locker room. They’re in each others’ faces, talking over each other, and just basically being asses to each other.)

TONY: What the fuck man? You let that little bitch pick apart ya knee!

GENO: IT HURTS!!

FRANKIE: You guys are acting like a buncha snowflakes right now! Stop fuckin’ gettin’ ya panties in a bunch and go out there and wrestle! Ya still got a chance Tony!

TONY: HEY BUTT OUT FRANKIE!!

FRANKIE: HEY FUCK YOU!! I’M TRYIN’ TO CALM THIS STORM!!

(Tony wants to scream back, but realizes it’s going to do him no good. He turns and makes his way for the locker room door, muttering…)

TONY: I need to cool down and get ready for my match.

(Tony slams the locker room door in his leave, leaving Frankie and Geno to silently stew. After five seconds of silence, Frankie speaks up.)

FRANKIE: I don’t like what’s happening to our group.

(Geno silently nods as Frankie stares at the ground.)

FRANKIE: We’re supposed to stay united. Ain’t no way we’re gonna win the war against Mason’s Pulpit if we don’t fight together. We’re all friends, it shouldn’t be like this.

(Geno nods again, then the scene fades out to their depressed faces. Mason can be seen walking backstage with Mason's Pulpit not too far behind. There was a very serious look on his face as they turned a corner and headed into the next corridor.) 

Mason: I am sick of this shit. At every turn, some one is fucking with our plans. At the last show, I had Cassius right where I wanted him. I was just moments away from being the new champion. I may have lost, but now I know that I can beat him. I can beat anyone in this damn company. Cassius isn't invincible...I showed he can bleed.

(The group walks into an open area with very few people.)

Mason: Tonight though, tonight we get back on track. Tonight we get back to doing what we are capable of and take this place by storm; tonight we shake this place down to it's very core. Asger and Azazel...tonight you two will go out there and dismantle the McConnaigh Brothers. You two go out there and you punish them for being weak; you punish them for costing you that last match. Jade, tonight you go out there and you get some revenge on Kelli. Every step of the way she makes you look weak, and you aren't weak. You are strong and talented, so go out there and fucking prove it.

(Mason comes to a halt for a moment.)

Mason: And tonight, tonight I go out and destroy Frankie Starlight. I am going to leave him a lifeless corpse in that ring. He fucked me out of my title; he fucked me out of my chance to be on top of this company. Tonight I am going to rectify that. After tonight, he will not be able to interfere with our affairs ever again. When all is said and done, The Collective will be one less. That is a guarantee.

(Jade sees Hirooki comes limping into the area, paycheck in hand.)

Jade: Mason...isn't that the guy that you impersonated at Boats N' Throws?

Mason: Why yes it is?

Jade: Maybe we should take a little of our frustration out on him, for old times sake.

(Mason nods and smiles a little.)

Mason: You read my mind.

(Mason and the rest of The Pulpit make their way over to Hirooki. He sees the mob coming towards him and tries to run, but it is too late. Asger grabs a hold of him and slams his fist into his face, knocking him to the ground. All the members gather around and begin to stomp down on top of him, leaving him a bloody mess after a few moments. The group walks away conversing and laughing as medical staff members come rushing to Hirooki's aid.)

The McConnaigh Brothers (Finn and Owen McConnaigh) vs. Mason’s Pulpit (Azazel and Asger)

ALPINE: What cowardly acts by them. What the hell did Hirooki deserve to be attacked?

RODZ: Got in the way. Wrong place, wrong time, amigo!

DING! DING! DING!!!

(The match began with a bang as the towering Asgar and Finn took to the ring. There wasn't much athleticism on display with these two. Just hard, vicious hits against one another that Asger of "Mason's Pulpit" lead the charge with unleashed chops across Finn's chest, leaving marks. The two tried picking each other up but a kick to the shin of Finn, Asger took advantage with a Belly to Belly that absolutely shook the ring AND crowd. Finn had seemed already extinguished after that blow but he fought back. Asger wasn't having it as he blocked his next oncoming attacks that were chopping blows. Asger was wiping the ring with Finn for the moment. Taking him into the corner, tagging in Azazel, the two went to work in the corner, matching each blow with a tag. Finn was taken back down by Azazel with a devastating big boot to the chest. It seemed to take enough out of him doing it before falling over Finn for the cover.)

ALPINE: The ring probably has two good legs left after what just went on. My god! Asger's power is something to behold and witness BUT never be apart of.

RODZ: Too late to tell that to Finn in there. That's fucking Finn! Three hundred fifty plus, getting picked up like a kid and thrown. Mason really found a solid when he got these two!

ALPINE: Each time we see them, there's an impressive feat of strength. Finn is in bad shape here. Needs to tag if he can kickout!

1...

2...KICKOUT!!

ALPINE: Finn got plenty to give. OH...Taggg!!!

(Finn kicked out and after a minor struggle, managed to hot tag his partner and younger Brother, Owen as he came in hot as Lava, taking down Azazel with a clothesline. Followed with a overhead body slam that ended with a spinebuster. Owen went for a quick cover up but Azazel still had plenty of output, kicking right at 1, as if no damage taken. Owen went to bang on him some more before taking and forcing him into his corner, tagging back in his elder Brother, Finn. Finn was bodying Owen, who was quite the right weight to get "tossed around". Finn used all three hundred and sixty-eight pounds on the Azazel, crushing him repeatedly in their corner. Abuse, a better word for it. Tagging back in his brother Owen, they teamed up, taking down Azazel for a Double Spinebuster. The yelling came from Azazel to whom Owen quickly shut up and got on top for the cover.)

ALPINE: The McConnaigh Bros have put in work, rebounding well and got one half of Mason's Pulpit on the edge. They have been working on Azazel for a few good minutes, tiring him and just keeping him in their corner, their possession. Solid brotherly work!

RODZ: That's what it's going to take to beat him. Azazel is a beast but he isn't Asger. Keeping him out of the ring right now is what they want. So far so good.

ALPINE: Could that Double Spinebuster be it??

1...

2...

BAM!!!!

RODZ: Asger making sure there's no surprises!

(Thanks to Asger, the seemingly forgotten one at this point with how long he'd been inactive in the ring, broke up the close count, dropping all four hundred pounds on top of Owen and even his partner underneath Azazel. A cruel sandwich indeed! Asger, tossed Owen out of the ring as he crashed hard into the barricade wall. Asger tried for Finn, Finn broke his attempt to try and chokeslam him as he entered the ring. Asger strength was seemingly uncomparable as Finn was getting pushed around while his partner took the worst on the outside. The referee bravely stepped in between, counting down Asger to make his exit back to ringside. He did before the count expired but with that time, allowed for Azazel to make it to the corner and make Asger legal anyways. Azazel slipped off the apron, as he went and yanked the legal man, Owen into the ring for Asger to "chow down" on. Finn had rolled to the outside momentarily after feeling Asger's brute strength. It was Owen's time as Asger delivered on a running powerslam before peeling him off the mat for what he called "Oden Strike", a Sit-Out Canadian Backbreaker. Parts of the crowd were seen covering their faces due to how it looked. Asger didn't even have to get down and cover, he used his boot. Ref counted.)

ALPINE: ODEN STRIKE!!!!

RODZ: There's no goddamn kicking out of that. Owen is done! Finn is out of commission!

1...

2...

3!!!

WINNER by PINFALL, Mason's Pulpit @ 10 minutes and 44 seconds!!!

(‘Cut The Cord’ by Shinedown plays as Malik raises the hands of Mason’s Pulpit. They’re quick to laugh at the recovering brothers before taking leave of the ring. Just as they disappear behind the curtains, the PhoenixTron lights up. Cheers from the crowd as Fin and Twin pop up on the big screen, waving to the McConnaigh Brothers.)

FIN: Yo!! We’re getting drunk as fuck and decided to make a challenge to you like via satellite from Finland!

TWIN: I think it’s live via satellite bro.

FIN: Okay!! We do that and we make big challenge to the McConnaigh Brothers for Tower of Destiny! You two irish plumbers versus Finnish royalty! Two out of three falls, what you say guys?

(The McConnaigh Brothers chuckle to each other, then nod at the Finnish duo. Fin responds by high fiving his brother in his lawn chair.)

FIN: Yes!! We have big match for pay per view!! Back to the drinks!!

(The image fades out at this point, leaving the McConnaigh Brothers chuckling to each other.)

ALPINE: Well there you have it, Fin and Twin Connection versus The McConnaigh Brothers, best two out of three falls match at Tower of Destiny!

RODZ: I think the brain damage has transformed into insanity. You’d have to be to challenge two giants like that.

(The cameras transition cut to the backstage area, timely in fact, catching Azazel and Asger after their vicious win over The McConnaigh Brothers. Walking out from the Gorilla Position, the duo walks up on one-third of "The Collective", making it a one on two look but the duo wasn't looking for a fight...just yet. Tony, staring the two, hoping for one of them to ignite an unwanted flame, he just glared at them as they grimace at one another strongly.)

ASGER: All by yourself, Tony?!

TIRA: I DARE you try something. You will regret that decision!

(Azazel smirks.)

AZAZEL: We could pick you off right here where you stand and no one will know. They will just see the blood without a trail. You look thirsty...like you want to throw a punch. Go ahead!

(The duo laugh at Tony who's fists are balled up mightly. Security finds their place, stepping right in between the three, stopping anything from happening as Tony's eyes never left the two. Security remained, keeping from a beatdown happening. Cameras cut back to ringside for the next match.)

TOWER OF DESTINY QUALIFYING MATCH

Mandi Andrew vs. Tony Tira

DING, DING, DING!!!

(The match started and at first there was a bit of a slow amount of movement. Tony, looking to strike with his MMA/Boxing skills and Mandi trying to find an opening to get on a quick start. Tony angled towards her, trying to early trap her into the corner for work but Mandi, smart, pulled off an Escape roll before turning around and leaping up in the air, dropping Tira with a Leaping Lariat. She didn't stop there as she connected on a Running Dropkick that translated to a Hurricanrana and then a quick roll-up pin attempt. Tira kicked out of it instantly, not even able to get a 1-count. Mandi caught a wild, unexpected elbow to the face, knocking her back a few feet as Tony got to his feet. Tony leaped and aimed for a dead-on elbow to the face, looking to punch his name to the next round for "Tower Of Destiny". He was even more motivated as usual as the fire burned deep in his eyes. Mandi though, didn't care. She went for a Whirl-around headscissors but got caught and dropped with a sideslam by Tira. Tira mounted her and began laying in punches to the body as she covered up her face but Tira eventually got a couple tags to her face as she tried to cover her body from the painful shots taken. Tony got up via the ref's decision to break but it didn't stop him from stomping her ruthlessly into the canvas before garnering a pin attempt on her.)

ALPINE: Mandi is in horrible position right now. One thing you never want to do when facing one like Tony Tira is give him open opportunities because he wastes no time in taking advantage. She could be hurt!

RODZ: I know it's got to be paining Chris to see his girl get Rhianna'd in the ring legally right now. She's not taking it well and she seems to not know a way out.

ALPINE: She first needs to kick out!

1...

2..KICKOUT!!!

(The fact that even after the kick out from Mandi, Tony went right back to where he was before, in a mount, pressing deep with 'thoughtful' punches to certain areas to open her up. He grabbed for her arm and placed her in an attempted armbar. Mandi rolled out of it, getting free as Tony couldn't get it locked in quick enough, allowing for Mandi to serve up some stiff knees to Tira's face and skull. She delivered another dropkick, sliding effort this time before taking to the top rope and leaping off with a flying clothesline. Mandi uses the force of the fans in the audience as she pushed and pushed her way to getting her momentum back on Tony. She was looking good but Tony, with one block of her move, stunned her deeply with an uppercut. Just like that, he was back on a kill course. Going with a left and a right hook, he went back for the left and it was dodged as a lethal crescent kick came and met Tony to his skull.)

ALPINE: Hell of a kick to the skull of Tira. Bells are ringing!

RODZ: Ding-Dong! That knocked a few screws loose for sure!

ALPINE: Mandi found her escape but will she do something with it this time?

(Mandi went for another kick, but Tony seen it a mile away, blocking it. Mandi continued the process for yet another hurricanrana, taking Tony for a ride. She was back on top momentarily. Tira was looking to get to his feet but couldn't, a fast, high-arching knee came again for his skull as Mandi took him down. She was holding her own and very well may be close to sealing it but she needed to stay on him. She was doing it. Tira reversed her Irish whip but still received a flying back elbow. It didn't knock him down but stunned him towards the ropes. Tony moved out of the way as she tried for a Crossbody. Caught all rope. Tira picked her up and whipped her hard into the corner. He went up and began hammering some lethal shots but Mandi defended better this time out, kicking him in the gut before reversing positions and flipping him with a Monkey Flip out of the corner. Mandi took to the top rope, patiently waiting for Tony to get up to his feet. When he did and turned towards her, she leaped off but only she wish she could take that decision back. Tony delivered a shot right to her side on the way down, hearing her yelp from the dangerous blow. Clutching her stomach and ribs, it was as if he had knocked the air right out of her! The change of volume shifted towards the entrance ramp as Asger and Azazel of Mason's Pulpit made an appearance. Tony was busy rolling Mandi up for a pin.)

ALPINE: HOLY MOLY! Timing is EVERYTHING and Tony caught her right on the mark!

RODZ: I think she got her air knocked out of her. Tony got her right there. She laying fetile position. If she aint done right here, I don't even know!

ALPINE: We got guests as well!

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3--KICKOUUUTTT!!!

ALPINE: Guts! Mandi is NOT done! Tony can't believe it, that was a KO blow right there!

RODZ: Tower ... Of ... Destiny! All that needs to be said!

(Tony couldn't believe it, beating the mat in frustration but he was even more frustrated when he got up to see Asger and Azazel smiling towards him near ringside. Tony was minorly distracted but got back to graps on Mandi. Mandi slipped through between his legs, as she caught him with another kick to the gut that led to a DDT, dropping him right on his dud. Mandi spotted the two but didn't let their presence consume her or her chance to victory. She unloaded with knees to the body of Tony as if trying to send a message. Tony at a point, laughed her attempts off as he managed to capitalize on yet another ill mistake on Mandi's part. Tony had a slight advantage as all he had was his boxing skills and for a point most of the match, his punches hit the mark even with attempted blocking. Mandi seemed as if her plight to the top would not come forth. Punches from Tony got heavier and heavier and as he had her back into the corner, he unleashed with fury in what he considered his finish, "TTay In The Wind", ferocious fury of punches and hooks to which the referee looked close to calling it but Mandi letting off a empowering scream kicked and kicked and kicked her way out of the corner. A slap came next to the face of Tony to which the onside appearance of Asger and Azazel started "Oohing" at Tony at getting slapped. Tony wasn't for the remarks. Went to the ropes, looking at Asger and Azazel, getting into their faces. Referee again, inserting himself to break the three away from any further contact. Mandi, took the advantage of Tony being distracted with a running bulldog before connecting with her Inverted Leg Drop Bulldog "Down In Flames", to which she quickly covered Tony.)

ALPINE: Well thanks to the assist of Mason's Pulpit, looks like we got our winner!

RODZ: Mandi better give them some dap afterwards. She was in a deep spot. Got the opening of a lifetime.

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WINNER via PINFALL, Mandi Andrew @ 14 minutes and 25 seconds!!!

ALPINE: Mandi Andrew moves on in the "Tower Of Destiny" tourney thanks to that assist.

RODZ: Tony had her right there but took his focus away from her just enough for her to counter and land her finisher shortly after. She did good!

(As Mandi grabbed the back of her head, having her arm and hand raised high after what looked like defeat at a point, she was resilient (even though getting a break) as the fans gave her a round of applause for her grand efforts. As members of Mason's Pulpit, Asger and Azazel slid into the ring, Mandi quickly realized her position and made a run out of the side of the ring as the monstrous duo had themselves a prone Tony Tira.)

ALPINE: Looks like Tony is far from being done.

RODZ: Bout to be WELL DONE after these two monsters finish with him!

(Asger and Azazel continue snickering, laughing at the man who just lost a prime matchup and lost a chance at being in the "Tower Of Destiny". They shouted words towards him before the two lifted him up, almost like a piece of meat, sacrificial lamb to be treated as a "Message". That was until the theme of "The Collective" intervened. It didn't however stop them from continuing to hold Tony up off the canvas. Frankie and Geno made their way to the ring...well Frankie. Geno was on the trailing end with a huge limp. Ever seen a Giant limp? Geno made it (about ten minutes late) but reality, they ran the duo of Asger and Azazel from the ring as they didn't want none with the outnumbered of three on two. Tira was on a knee as his boys checked on him.)

ALPINE: The Collective coming down for their boy!

RODZ: Geno obviously in pain still from that match earlier with ??. Never seen him look injured before but can't count out anything. His appearance enough to make monsters run off. Azazel and Asger hightailed it! Unbelievable!

ALPINE: They know their handy work over the time span. They knew they was now outnumbered. Good decision...for once.

(The Giant Geno Forliti helped up Tony as he and Frankie helped their brother out of the ring, up the ramp and to the back, showing complete solidarity between them. Cameras cut to the back where Asger and Azazel make their way into the backstage area. Azazel is obviously fuming as they run into Jade.) 

Azazel: I am sick and tired of The Collective interfering with our matches and our plans. I am ready to take them out once and for all; we need to dismantle them and wipe them off the face of the planet.

Jade: Look, don't say you heard this from me; but story is that Mason is trying to set something up to make sure we can do exactly that.

Azazel: What do you mean, the story is? You are Mason's girl, you either know or you don't?

Jade: Look, don't worry about it now. It will all come out in time. Right now, I need to worry about going down to that ring and taking out Kelli. I am going to go down there and make that bitch pay for always getting in my way and stopping me from reaching my potential here. I am gonna go down there and show her what I am made of.

(Jade just smiles and quickly walks away, a little pep in her step as she gets ready to head into her match. From a smiling Jade we go to a scan of the packed crowd of FirstOntario Centre. Tengo El Don starts to play and the fans go crazy. Kelli walks halfway down the ramp but stops. Kelli turns around and walks back up the ramp. The fans get confused and start booing Kelli has she walks back behind the curtain.

Yo Tengo El Don (Remix) now begins to play. As the extended intro starts to play Kelli comes back out and starts doing the Zumba choreography dance routine for the song to a large pop. As Kelli does the dance she manages to still walk towards the ring.

It takes about two minutes for Kelli to make her way to the ring as she dances her way there the whole time. Kelli slides in the ring still dancing to her theme song. While reaching the end of the song she signals for a microphone which gets slid to her in the ring.

The song cuts off as the crowd cheer on. Kelli takes the microphone and begins to speak no not waste any more time.

Kelli: What is up Ontario!!!

Kelli paces around the ring to milk the cheap pop a bit.

Kelli: I’m glad you all are having a good time eh. I am all for a good time but in a bit.

Kelli pauses for 2 seconds.

Kelli: In a bit, the good time gets thrown out the window. YOU Jade!

The crowd boos

Kelli: You have gone out of your way to get my attention. You have it, you made it clear you want to injure me. You made it clear you want to hurt me. Sweet, if you took that much time to work my nerve and moved it to the champion, you would be the champion right now. But you are not, you are not smart enough to figure that out!

The crowd gives Kelli a pop.

Kelli: Jade, you are cute, okay, you are sexy, you are a great athlete, I’m sure even a nice person to your friends. But business choices? Well, you make some pretty dumb ones.

Crowd starts laughing

Kelli: You hear that Jade, they laugh, they laugh at the fact you think you have a chance tonight. Any other night you have what it takes to beat anybody, but tonight, tonight is not your night. You will go down after all you have done to me. I will beat you like I did a few months ago. That’s what really started this.

Kelli starts to pace around the round with a look of anger.

Kelli: This is all about me beating you in the middle of the ring fair and square! You since have attacked me with a pipe, you interfered in my match vs Lance… You ruined my match with NINA!!!

Kelli stops pacing looking really mad.

Kelli: That day, that match with Nina, you took that from me and that was the day you… You PISSED me off!!!

The crowd goes from shock to a large pop.

Kelli: Tonight your butt is mine! Tonight, you will learn a lesson. Tonight will be the night in which you realize that you can not and will not out wrestler Kelli Torres!!!

’Cut The Cord’ by Shinedown plays, and out through the curtains emerges a happily angry Jade who pounds her fist into her palm. Kelli waves her on, welcoming this fight.

ALPINE: Obviously Jade isn’t intimidated by Kelli’s words. That may be to her detriment.

RODZ: Jade isn’t intimidated by anybody. That’s what fracturing the human psyche can do to a person. Blame Mason.

Jade vs. Kelli Torres

(Jade run-slides into the ring and pops up to her feet to meet a muay thai clinch from Kelli. Jade thinks on her feet by ducking low and sweeping Kelli’s feet, putting her into guard. Kelli shows her versatility by maneuvering on the bottom into a triangle, getting the fans to pop! Unfortunately Jade is able to slide right out and angrily wave Kelli to her feet. Jade acts like she’s going for a lock up, causing Kelli to reciprocate. But then she stabs Kelli in the eye with a jabbing thumb!! Boos rain down from the crowd as Jade takes over with a super kick, knocking the half blinded Kelli to the ropes! Being she has her blinded and a little dizzy, Jade decides to end this one early and goes for the Jade Spike! However even being half blinded Kelli has the energy to throw Jade off, then go for a blind double leg takedown! Jade hammers down with forearms to the back as Kelli locks against her waist, looking for leverage for a takedown. After pushing her to the ropes, Kelli succeeds in dumping down Jade! Even though Jade’s head is a white blur, Kelli drives down some big grounded elbows, getting Jade to grab the bottom rope and block with one hand! Like a true sportswoman, Kelli relinquishes her elbows as the referee checks on her eye. Kelli persists that it’s fine, only to move Oz out of the way in time as Jade comes crashing into Kelli with a dropkick, knocking her to the pads! She then darts in with a diving shoulder to the ribs, and follows up with additional shoulder shots to soften her up. With her ideally ‘softened up’, Jade lifts up Kelli to the top rope. She then climbs up, nails several hard shots to the head, and then delivers a Jade Spin! The crowd boos her, but cheers her cool move as Kelli flops to the canvas!)

ALPINE: Ever since that illegal eye poke, Jade has been in control! An eye injury will take out anyone, regardless of their toughness.

RODZ: Well this is the true test for Kelli. Can you fight with one good eye?

(Jade then bows to the crowd, getting their unified hate. She goes to pick up Kelli but Kelli still has some fight left in her, hitting back with laggard punches to the gut. Jade silences that with a sitout facebuster on Kelli, then heads to the nearest top rope! With her prey in sight, Jade looks back, then dives with the Jade Strike! However those brutal knees of Kelli’s lift up, smashing into Jade’s ribs! “OHHHH!!!!”s from the crowd as Jade cringes in agony and Kelli takes a quick breather. She then picks herself up and makes a neck cutting motion to the crowd, getting a big pop from them. She then lunges down and sinks in a gogoplata, crunching her ankle into Jade’s trachea! Jade struggles wildly, looking for anyway to get to the ropes. They are not anywhere near, causing Jade to panic. Slowly she starts to fade as pressure is put to her carotid artery, so she acts out of pure desperation and bites down on Kelli’s ankle! Kelli screams as the ref counts Jade for her illegal action, getting up to a four count before she releases her bloody bite. Kelli relinquishes the hold simply to check on her teeth marked ankle, then scoots back with a mouthguard baring grimace looking pissed. Jade pushes up to her feet, then comes running at Jade for a low dropkick. She side steps just in time and swoops around the back, catching her in a german suplex hold. Kelli throws backs for a german release, but Jade flips out of it, hits the ropes, ducks a Kelli super kick, then hits back with one of her own!! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Jade then follows it up with flying scissors kick, followed by a springboard variation of the Jade Strike!! “OHHHH!!!!”s from the crowd as she hits it cleanly and goes for the pin!)

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(Kelli with a foot on the bottom rope. Jade pounds the mat in frustration, then yanks Kelli to her feet.)

ALPINE: Kelli with superb ring awareness for being a rookie. This woman has all the makings of a champion.

RODZ: Yeah well it takes killer instinct like Jade has to be a champion. Athleticism will only take you so far.

(Jade slaps around Kelli, viciously backhanding her as she talks shit. She then hooks Kelli’s head and says “THIS IS FOR MASON!!!” before springing off the ropes for her spike tornado DDT, the Jade Spike! However Kelli isn’t keen on getting her head driven into the mat, and northern lights release suplexes her as she lifts off! Jade stumbles to her feet, BAM german release suplex! “OHHH!!!”s as she recoils and tries to get to her feet, only to get locked in a dragon release suplex, crunching her again down on the back of her neck!! Kelli screams in fury as she plans to take care of Jade. Just as she goes to grab Jade, the evil woman slithers out from under the bottom rope, holding her sore neck and grimacing. Just as Kelli makes the mistake of coming up to the ropes, Jade goes for the bite mark on her ankle, sinking in her teeth once more! Kelli feigns like she’s in pain, backing up and falling to the mat. Jade takes this opportunity to slide into the ring with a smile. She stomps Kelli several times, then lifts her up for a headlock. But this is all Kelli needed, was just her close to her. She latches on for the kimura, making sure to grapevine her legs around Jade’s torso!! She cranks upwards on her elbow, forcing her to scream bloody murder for five seconds before thankfully tapping out!)

WINNER: Kelli Torres via SUBMISSION @ 8 minutes, 45 seconds.

ALPINE: Kelli lured her right into her trap and took out the ever dangerous Jade with that devastating kimura lock!

RODZ: I think it’s time for Mason to stop training them on how to take chairs to the head and starts training them on how to escape from submissions.

(‘Yo Tango El Don’ (Remix) starts to play, but Kelli is quick to look at the sound booth and ask that her music get cut. She then requests a mic from a ring girl, and looks down on the arch eyebrowed Jade.)

KELLI: You and me….(breath) We’re done. (breath) I’m going to focus on my future in the Tower (breath) I suggest you do the same. (breath)

(She then drops the mic and her music picks back up as leaves the ring. Jade stares daggers at her on the way back, mouthing inaudible naughty things as Kelli does her best to ignore her. Cut to the Chairman of Nakamura Global and the CEO of Ohno Cola as he walks into the picutre in his red suit, standing against the white background as he holds a 12oz can of Ohno Cola in his hand. A huge advertising smile.)

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“You know what that mean? We’re the FIZZZ!”

“So don’t continue to sit there and wait...Come and get you sum...of this Ohno Cola!”

“Live your lifee with a sip...or die trying!”

(He walks away proudly, looking to pop open the can of soda only to get tackled hard off guard by a football player in all pads. The soda tumbles but the football player picks it up, taking off his helmet to open and drink.)

“Drink Ohno ~ Cola today!!!”

COMMERCIAL

[Slaine Rodrick]

(The camera cuts backstage as Nina Stokes is walking the halls of the FirstOntario Centre. She’s addressed in her ring gear already, jacket and all. She happens across Kelli Torres during the midst of her journey. Kelli is fresh off of her victory over Jade. Nina gives her a soft smile before she begins speaking.)

NINA STOKES: Hey, what’s going on Kelli? I caught your match boo.

KELLI TORRES: I’m great, a whole lot better now. Jade has been a pest since I got here. Which was fine until she ruined our match, that really mad me mad. I had to show her what happens win you make me mad. I hope she goes home and watches this match over and over, maybe she might learn something. What did you think about the match?

(Kelli said with excitement as the rookie hopes to get a stamp of approval from a establish star like Nina.)

NINA STOKES: Good shit out there. I won’t give you a play-by-play analysis, but you killed it out there. You deserved that win, no doubt about that. I know Jade as been working on your nerves for the past month or two. But after that match? I’m guessing she’ll back off of a bit.

KELLI TORRES: You know, one would think that. But something tells me Jade will come back for more, and if she does I just hope she will be ready.

(Nina nods her head.)

NINA STOKES: And like I said on the last show, I’m more than game for a run-back down the line. Getting into the ring with people like you, it’s one of the reason why I wrestle. Hell, maybe we’ll get a chance to mix it up in the Tower of Destiny.

(Kelli holds it together. Hearing such a comment is the biggest compliment Kelli has heard since becoming a wrestler. She can’t help but hug Nina; Kelli begins to speak as she lets go.)

KELLI TORRES: Thank you so much, you don’t know how much that means to a rookie like me. I look forward to another match with you and hope that when it happens I promise to give you everything I have so we make it the best match ever.

(Kelli looks around and realizes it’s Nina’s air time.)

KELLI TORRES: Oh my god, I’m so sorry, here I am getting all mushy with you and you have a match to focus on. I’m gonna freshen up and study, I mean watch your match. I may even take some notes! But I will not take up anymore of your time. Good luck Nina.

(Nina watches Kelli for a moment as excitedly she makes her way down the hallway. She then turns her attention back towards the camera. Her joyous expression starts to transform into a much more serious one.)

NINA STOKES: Let’s get down to business, shall we? There seems to be an abundance of opportunities here at Phoenix Wrestling. Kelli Torres and I tore down the house at Redemption 117, despite Jade’s meadling.That win earned me a spot in the illustrious Tower of Destiny match. Redemption 118? I was given the chance the personally thank and pay Jade back for interupting my debut. I assumed that I’d have to wait a bit for that match, but the powers that be must have wanted to see her get dealt with in an efficient manner. I’ll be representing Phoenix Wrestling the a battle royal at the WCS’s Global Frontier 8; the winner will head to the main event to compete for the right to be call in first WCS Crown Jewel Champion. And of course, there’s tonight. As wrestlers, we are always gunning for that spot. Tonight? I get the amazing chance to share the main event with five others. The teams of Hell Is Waiting along with Cassius Reed and Lance Winters.

(She allows the audience to digest the names of those heavy-hitters who are in the match before she began speaking again.)

NINA STOKES: Frisky D will be battling alongside me.

(There’s a slight pause.)

NINA STOKES: A tag team match requires a certain level of trust; it think that’s pretty apparent. You gotta’ know that your partner is going to compliment you out there, that he or she is going to have your back when shit gets heavy. That’s why some random pairings don’t always work, and why some teams dissolve.

NINA STOKES: Now Frisky, you and I haven’t had many interactions. Speaking wise? A couple of tweets here and there. I don’t have a great understanding of you as a person…

(She snaps her fingers.)

NINA STOKES: But fortunately for me, I’ve got a good understanding of you as a wrestler. You and I battled in the final moments of last year’s Boats ‘N Throws. You won that battle, fair and square. You bested me that night. And for that, you’ve earned my respect and trust for the evening.

(She snaps her fingers once again.)

NINA STOKES: Sidenote boo. Just like with Kelli, you and I are going to have that run-back, you can count on that. But we’ll cross that bridge when it comes time for it. Tonight though? We’re going to go out there and kill it.

(Nina flashes a quick smile before she continues.)

NINA STOKES: So let’s talk about some of the people we are about to kill it against. On one side of the ring, you’ve got Cassius and Lance. One has shaken Hard Knox Wrestling to the core on numerous occasions; the other is likely on a quick collusion course to becoming the one of the best Rebirth Champions of all time. A wild pairing, given their personalities. But are they deadly? Yup, yup.

(Another quick pause.)

NINA STOKES: What will those two see when I am standing cross the ring from them? Ha. Probably nothing. Despite all my accomplishments, despite the shit I’ve put my body through, despite the hell that I can unleash on others, most people tend to count me out. Well, at least until I throw that first elbow or kick. That’s when all that shit about Nina Stokes being one of the toughest wrestlers in the sport stops being a laughing matter; that’s when things get serious.

(She pauses for a second.)

NINA STOKES: If I step in there with either of you two, best believe I’m bringing a mighty fight. Not out of malice. Not out of hatred. But to show that I can match up with the both of ya’.

(Nina runs her fingers through her hair.)

NINA STOKES: And of course, there’s Aurora and Masaru Inoue, the Phoenix Wrestling Duos Champions.

(She nods.)

NINA STOKES: Aurora—hey boo. You’ve grown to become of my best friends over the past couple of months. That friendship spawned from the beatings we gave each other in the midst of Boats ‘N Throws. Hmm, that happens to be a lot in the is sport, you know? Anyway, you know that this match is going to be more of the same, yeah? I can’t afford to take it easy in the ring, especially with the caliber of wrestler you are. I’m going to do everything in my power to put you down; and, I know you are going to do the same. As far as you, Masaru? Well, I always hoped that our first in-ring encounter would be a singles match. Believe it or not, the prospect of squaring up against you is what lead me to sign with Phoenix Wrestling, among a few others. So rest assured I’ve got a little something special for when you and I step into the ring.

(There’s another pause. Nina looks directly into the camera.)

NINA STOKES: But I suppose I’ve done enough talking. Now? It’s about going out there and putting on that show. I’ll see yall out there.

(From the beautiful Nina Stokes we transfer to a shot of feet. Not just any feet mind you, but highly glossed black wingtips. Scroll up to black slacks, a black jacket, and then the snarling face of Frankie Starlight as he stares at the camera and takes a puff from a cigarette. He exhales the smoke through his nose, those bright blue eyes of his cutting through the cloud. As the camera backs up the scenery is revealed...the only place to smoke indoors, the parking garage. Frankie engages in a solid stare down with the camera before speaking.)

STARLIGHT: You made my fuckin’ day Mason. The day you had the balls to call me out directly, in a match that favors both of us is the day I gained the slightest amount of respect for you. Besides Hell Is Waiting, you’re the only motherfucker on this roster to call us out and hunt us. I’m sick and tired of scared little bitches. Buncha sheep outnumbering the wolves. Which is why it’s great the wolves can come out to play in a match like this. Falls count anywhere is my roots Mason. I grew up fighting anywhere and everywhere. You are a veteran of hardcore matches. We both bring a lot to the table here...all the ingredients for show stealer of the night.

(Frankie takes another puff, slowly exhaling, blowing a stream upwards before looking back down.)

STARLIGHT: But Mason, I want you to know something. Just because I have a morsel of respect for you does not mean I won’t rip your goddamn head off. Just because you happen to have a set of testicles will not keep me from neutering you with barbwire. I’m going to beat the living shit out of you Mason. I’m going to make you cry like a newborn. You will get taken to the streets bitch. I will batter you so fuckin’ bad you won’t even THINK to challenge anyone in my stable ever again. I would’ve thought that Tony and Geno fuckin’ your boys up would’ve been enough of a message. Obviously it wasn’t. Obviously I gotta be the one to cut the head off this snake.

(A quick puff from Frankie, followed by a quick exhale. He talks just as the last of the smoke clears from his lungs.)

STARLIGHT: I don’t mind doing that. Mason you may have made a career out of rolling around in thumbtacks and light tubes, but I made a life out of being one of the toughest motherfuckers to walk the streets of Red Hook. We do have a little bit in common...both of us are violent tough guys. You blew guys behind dumpsters while I beat up guys in alleys. But when it comes to a real fight, that’s where the similarities end.You are what is called a ‘garbage’ wrestler Mason, and it is a very fitting name. It’s time to take out the trash, once and for all.

(The camera scrolls down to Frankie’s shoe just as he drops the half smoked cigarette. A twist of his wingtip extinguishes the ember. Sounds of Frankie’s wingtips against the pavement echo in the background as we cut to ringside.)

ALPINE: Frankie means business! We’ve seen Frankie when he’s motivated and healthy. Definitely one of the most underrated wrestlers on the roster.

RODZ: The reason he’s underrated is because he’s half a wrestler. He’s like a broken GI JOE figure that got his arms chewed off by your dog. Yeah he can do cool flips and kicks but that’s about it.

ALPINE: While he does have an entirely leg and body based offense, I feel we’re going to see him use his arms more with the falls count anywhere rules.

RODZ: Facing off against a certified psychopath in a match like this requires massive balls, no brains, and full use of your soon to be rendered useless limbs. Two out of three ain’t bad.

FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE

Mason Daniels vs. Frankie Starlight

(We cut to the gorilla position where Mason’s Pulpit are hyping up their leader Mason. He’s pacing like a tiger, ready to mess up Frankie. Asger, Azazel, and Jade cheerleader the seething Mason on as he awaits his introduction from Lenne. The camera angle switches to just around the corner ten feet away, where the Collective wait with standby referee Malik Demitrious.)

STARLIGHT: As soon as that fuckhead’s theme hits, tell the timekeeper on your earpiece to ring the bell.

(Malik nods nervously as Tony and Geno silently chuckle. Suddenly ‘This Is War’ by Il Nino plays, getting Mason even more hyped. He gets ready to go through the tunnel with his crew cheering him on, but stops when he hears a bell ring.)

DING DING DING!!

(Mason looks around confused, but he finds enlightenment as Frankie Starlight smashes his face in with a pair of brass knuckles!! “HOLY SHIT!!” rings through the arena as The Collective ambush Mason’s Pulpit, beating them down! Frankie grabs Mason by his mohawk and drags him down the main hallway. Staffers clear out of the way as Frankie shoos them away with a swinging set of brass knuckles. Even though Mason is bleeding from the side of his head and heavily woozy, Mason keeps firm grip of his bat. Frankie goes to throw Mason headfirst through the door, but Mason uses the bat at the right time, butt end into Frankie’s groin! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Frankie drops down, right into a headlock from Mason. With Frankie in a firm headlock, he grinds the barbwire bat into his forehead!! Blood drips down Frankie’s forehead as he screams, Mason unrelenting. Satisfied with properly busting Frankie open, he decides to use Frankie’s skull as a battering ram as slams it into the emergency exit lever. Snow drifts in from the outside as Mason sends Frankie stumbling out on the sidewalk. Mason chases after Frankie, crimson masked and smiling as he wags his barbwire baseball bat.)

MASON: Where ya going Frankie!? I thought you were gonna take me to the streets!

(Frankie stumbles to his feet in a bloody panic, only stopping to look back at the monster slowly approaching.)

ALPINE: Frankie hoped for the best with a Collective ambush on Mason’s Pulpit, but it backfired and Frankie finds himself busted open!

RODZ: And running away like a little bitch. Don’t you forget that. 

(Frankie slips in his frantic running and eats it on the ice. Laughs from the crowd as he rolls over to his side, grabbing a handful. Mason approaches him, smiling down on his kill before raising his bat up for the death strike. Acting quickly, Frankie pulls out one of his staples...the white powder in the eyes!! Although this time it isn’t a mysterious substance, but rather snow. Nonetheless it blinds Mason and catches him off guard, leaving Frankie the opportunity to brass knuckle punch Mason in the nuts, then come up with a brass knuckle uppercut that has him spewing blood from his mouth!! Mason falls back to the snow, completely woozy. Yet still that bat remains affixed to his hand. The crowd indoors and outdoors chants “HE’S HARDCORE!!!” as a bleeding, pissed off Frankie Starlight yanks up half dead Mason to his feet by his mohawk. Deciding fighting on icy streets isn’t the best idea, Frankie opens up the ajar emergency exit and throws Mason through. His face smacks into the white brick wall on the other side, leaving a giant red print as he drops down. Frankie looks to Malik who didn’t follow him out into the cold. He shakes his head, points to Mason, and jumps down for the pin.)

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(And a kickout!! The fans are in disbelief at Mason kicking out after all those brass knuckle shots, as is Frankie who screams out.)

STARLIGHT: YA GOT TITANIUM IMPLANTS IN YA SKULL OR SOMETHING?!!?

RODZ: He probably does. Twenty years of hardcore wrestling and being clumsy can only get you so far. 

ALPINE: Regardless Mason is taking a ridiculous amount of brass knuckle shots. I’m shocked he was able to kick out.

(Pissed at his toughness, Frankie yanks up the bleeding maniac and carries him down the hall where the Collective and Pulpit are still doing battle. Security tries to stop them but end up getting their asses kicked in the process. Seven big security guards lay incapacitated, with the few who are left standing resigned to simply screaming “STOP!!” Frankie decides to go for the kill, tired of playing around with this violent psychopath. So he clears off a package lined table with one big swat, wincing from the motion of using one of his bad arms. He then tosses Mason on the table, making sure to pull it away from the wall about five feet. Grunting with grit teeth as he does so, he stops to look over to see Geno and Tony barely holding their own against the threesome. Jade is riding Geno’s neck with a choke backside as Geno crushes Azazel’s face with the Fork In The Face. Meanwhile Tony and Azazel are a bloody mess as they trade fists. With no one left to mess up his chance, Frankie goes for it. He races at the wall nearby, and springs off for his moonsault mushroom stomp, the Starlight Express!! However Mason moves off the table just in time, allowing Frankie to plant his feet through the empty table and fall to his face!! Luckily he’s able to brace his fall, but it gives Mason just enough recovery time as Frankie digs himself out of the wreckage. As soon as he’s free, Mason rushes him with the Javelin, cracking him upside his bleeding skull!!! Frankie stirs on the concrete, wanting to get up but his body fighting him. Still gripping that bat, Mason reaches into his jeans and pulls out two things from his right pocket: A lighter and a portable can of lighter fluid.)

ALPINE: Um, what is Mason doing!?

RODZ: Can’t have a wiener roast without the roast. 

(The crowd buzzes hard as Mason douses the barbwire bat with lighter fluid. Just as Frankie gets on all fours, Mason lights it with his silver Zippo, quickly engulfing the weapon in flames. Just seeing the prickly torch before him makes Mason beam. Frankie stumbles up to his feet with his brass knuckled hand raised, not realizing the terror before him. Before he can react the flaming bat slams into his chest, knocking him to the ground. Loud “HOLY SHIT!!!” chants ring out through the arena as Frankie drops to the ground a gagging, bleeding, burning mess. However Mason helps him out by stomping out the flame on his chest before pinning him.)

1….

2….

3!!!

WINNER: Mason Daniels via PINFALL @ 7 minutes, 17 seconds.

ALPINE: Well that was exactly what we thought it was gonna be...an all out war!!

RODZ: It ain’t over yet Alpo!!

(Even though Frankie is a bleeding mess and incapacitated, Tony and Geno fight on. Tony lands a big left hook to Azazel, dropping him to one knee. Tony helps him to the ground with a big uppercut! As Tony deals with Azazel, Geno relinquishes his Fork on Asger’s face to snapmare Jade off his back onto the concrete! Mason smiles and aims his bat for Geno, but a familiar voice puts that action to a halt.)

BLACK: EVERYONE BETTER STOP NOW OR I’M GOING ON A FIRING SPREE!!!

(Asger, Azazel, and Jade retreat to Mason, huddling behind the bat wielding psychopath. Meanwhile Tony and Geno go to check on Frankie, who is lightly stirring on the concrete.)

BLACK: Alright...at Tower of Destiny we get this settled, once and for all. Mason’s Pulpit versus the Collective in a no holds barred brawl!!

(There’s big cheers from the crowd before a bloody Tony pushes his way up from helping up Frankie, leaving Geno to help up his partner. He steps up to Seth as he takes a side glance at Mason.)

TONY: The show is in Jersey...yeah?

(Seth nods.)

BLACK: Yes, Trenton, New Jersey.

TONY: Alright cool. If Mason’s Pulpit want to have the 4 on 3 advantage, that’s fine. But they’re playing on our chessboard. Red Hook Pier Brawl.

(Fans cheer the match proposal, but are a bit confused as to what a pier brawl is. Mason’s crew try to debate the proposal with their leader, but Mason quickly makes his decision.)

MASON: I accept!

(More cheers as Tony steps up, forcing Seth to place his hands between Tony and Mason.)

TONY: Bring ya weapons. You’re gonna need them.

(Mason wiggles his fingers in faux fear at Tony, giggling to his request. The scene fades out on an upclose shot of Mason’s blood drenched face going quickly to anger. The cameras cut to the backstage area, where Olly the owl is the first thing focused upon as he is perched on the edge of one of the large cargo crates spray painted with the PW logo on the sides. He’s caught a mouse and is delicately dissecting it with his beak whilst Masaru Inoue gently touches the feathers on his head, his gaze however is caught by the lithe form of his tag team partner, as she points at a nearby monitor. The monitor is clearly hijacked and jury-rigged to work in its new home location and Aurora tosses her head, her thick braid swaying as she does so.)

AURORA: See that?!

(Masaru inhales softly, his hand lifting to fiddle with one of his piercings.)

MASARU INOUE: They bicker and bicker and yet they are so much alike, wouldn’t you say? That is all they do. They always “bark, bark, bark” back and forth to the point they’ve grown hoarse, but The Collective, they want more they want to be a pain in the ass to us. A thorn in our paws, and they even ruined a wonderful match last Redemption. Those are so HARD to come by! Hateful things, they remind me of longing to stab someone.

(Aurora nods, her motions fluid and relaxed as she moves, focusing her energy for the task ahead.)

AURORA: At least tonight that power to interfere is out of their clutches. Rancid unwashed thugs, they never seem to learn. But tonight, we get something meatier. Something better, something exciting. We get to stretch our legs, we get to strut and show off why we are where we are at the top of the tag team food chain. No matter how good any of the rest might be individually, we are as a team simply off any given chart. And there are so many people I’ve yet to DDT to my satisfaction in this match.

(Masaru sits up a little as Olly finishes his snack and flies around where they are, wheeling this way and that, a grin on his face that shows too many teeth.)

MASARU INOUE: Oh my, we’ll just have to do our best to fix that situation immediately. We can’t go being unsatisfied. Someone needs their daily supplement of DDT’s and someone needs to get that ‘crook’ out of their necks. Mhm...Goals. Together, there’s nothing we can’t do, Rori!

(Aurora’s grin now matches his as they put their heads together, working out a bit of strategy for the match ahead, quickly because it’s next!)

ALPINE: Hell Is Waiting do make a great point as they are the most experienced team in this match.

RODZ: Yeah, well look at it this way. Cassius has pinned BOTH members of Hell Is Waiting. To me that makes them a huge underdog to King Cassius by himself. Add a nuclear bomb like Lance Winters? Forget about it.

ALPINE: Not to mention the threat that exists in the pairing of Frisky D. and Nina Stokes. These two women were the last two people standing in Boats N’ Throws 17’, and tonight they find themselves proving themselves before they step into the dreaded Tower. So much mystique surrounding the place…

(‘Rock You Like A Hurricane’ by the Scorpions plays, and out comes a smiling Slaine Rodrick waving to the Canadian crowd. A quick scan of the crowd reveals ‘SLAINE FOR PRIME MINISTER’ and ‘SLAINE=GREATNESS’ signs. Back to a waving Slaine as he makes his way to the ring.)

HARDT: Making his way to the ring….SLLLLLLAAAAAAAAIIIIINNNNNNEEEEEE RRRROOOOODDDDDDDRRRRRIIIIICCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!

(The crowd screams along with Lenne, showing appreciation for Slaine as he walks the steps and steps through the ropes. He walks over to Lenne, who hands him the microphone with a smile before taking her leave. Slaine goes to the center of the ring, staring out at the crowd who are chanting “SLAINE SLAINE SLAINE” over and over again. After twenty seconds of chanting it dies down enough where he can get a word in.)

RODRICK: Did I mention I’m from….Hamilton, Ontario?

(Huge cheers from the crowd for the cheap pop from the president. He snickers to himself, enjoying the positive name chanting and cheers for another fifteen seconds before speaking.)

RODRICK: It gives me great pleasure to not only tour Canada, but to also come to my hometown of Hamilton and give you guys a show to remember. It’s something I always wanted to do ever since becoming a wrestling promoter, and I’m glad I could fulfill my dream tonight.

(He nods and silently says ‘thank you’ to the crowd as they cheer him a bit more.)

RODRICK: While this is the last official PW show to take place in Canada for awhile….

(Boos from the audience.)

RODRICK: I’ve partnered up with some new friends of mine to present to you wrestling fans something absolutely incredible. Three days from now, we’ll be over in Toronto to give you guys a supercard of the ages. PW, SSWA, HELL, SCCW, NKP, SAP, CCW, and the WCS champions and superstars will collide at Global Frontier 8!!

(Big time cheers from the crowd at the possibility of some super matches.)

RODRICK: I’ve wrangled up some of the top superstars from PW to do battle. Cassius Reed, Aurora, Masaru Inoue, Anastasia Starling, Mason Daniels, Nina Stokes, Lance Winters, Chris Andrew, and Mandi Andrew will all compete. The prize on the line is a chance at the brand new WCS Crown Jewel Championship. Only the best of the best will hold this title. Hopefully it’s one of my guys.

(Another set of cheers at the names listed, showing off the depth of the roster.)

RODRICK: Unfortunately the show is sold out, but it will be streaming on the Evolve Network so don’t miss that great event folks! Now I’m sure a lot of you want to know more about the tower…

(Chants of “TOWER!!!” break out through the crowd as he nods and smiles.)

RODRICK: First off, the Tower of Destiny event will not be simply confined to the Tower, which is located in Newark, New Jersey. It will also emanate from the Sun National Bank Center in Trenton, New Jersey. And as you saw earlier, Red Hook, New York will also be one of the locations.

(Boos from the audience who clearly don’t like being fooled with boring details and want good details.)

RODRICK: Yes, I know you people don’t care about the locations. So how about some details?

(The crowd want those details, and Slaine opens his mouth to give some. Unfortunately…)

: HOLD IT.

The attention in the arena suddenly diverts to the top of the entranceway, where the Iron King himself, Cassius Reed, now stands.

CASSIUS REED: Now Cassius is sorry not sorry about interrupting whatever the funk it is you’re talking about, because Cassius has actual important things to say.

Slaine, with an obvious sigh, gestures for Cassius to proceed.

CASSIUS REED: Now you been ducking Cassius’ calls all week. Ignoring his correspondence. Turning away his barbershop quartets. So if you’re out there asking “WHY CASSIUS WHY? WHY WOULD YOU COME OUT HERE AND SAVE THESE GOOD PEOPLE FROM YET ANOTHER BORING STREAM OF SELF-INDULGENCE AND STUFF NO-ONE GIVES A FLYIN’ FUNK ABOUT”, it’s because it’s the only way Cassius can be sure this sucka down here actually gunna do his job and listen to Cassius.

He points down at Slaine in the ring.

CASSIUS REED: YOU! Million Dollar White Bread. Cassius needs to know why you reached up into the heavens of Phoenix Wrestling, stretched up into the sky, and plucked the brightest star in this whole company, yours truly… and then stuck him with some crazy-ass, no-neck, wash-needing biker wannabe sucker who ain’t no-one givin’ a funk about. What you thinking? That Cassius’ radiant brilliance might show this run down sucka in a favourable light, because Cassius may be wrestling brilliance, but even he ain’t able to make the fans give a funk about a piece of shit like this cracka.

Slaine holds up his mic to talk, but Cassius plows through.

CASSIUS REED: WHOA WHOA WHOA! You actually about to interrupt me, sucka? CASSIUS AIN’T FINISHED. More importantly, Cassius has heard some rumors about the Tower of Destiny that he needs solidifying. Cassius hears you stole a page from the EVIL LORD VOLDEHUFF’S playbook, bought out some old telecoms building, and turned it into some kinda brotha’s nightmare from a cheap horror movie.

SLAINE RODRICK: Well… you’re correct in some respects…

CASSIUS REED: THIS DOES NOT SOUND LIKE THE LUXURY PENTHOUSE WE ARRANGED, SUCKA. THIS DOES NOT SOUND LIKE GOLD TAPS, INTEGRAL SOUND SYSTEMS, CALIGULA LEVEL SHIT. THIS SOUNDS LIKE MAD MAX BOUGHT A CONDO. WE HAD AN AGREEMENT. WHERE’S CASSIUS’ PENTHOUSE?

SLAINE RODRICK: Calm down, calm down. Don’t worry. The renovations are well underway, you will get the penthouse you requested. I have your… exhaustive... list of “requests”, all is in hand.

CASSIUS REED: You damn right.

(“Dance With The Devil” by. Breaking Benjamin suddenly hits the PA System and out walks Lance Winters with a smirk etched on his face. Cassius Reed doesn’t seem too pleased with Winters interrupting him in such a way but does Lance care? Not at all. With no fuck to give he strolls down the ramp ignoring the fans who booed him on this way to the ring. Lance playfully and slowly makes his way up the steel steps and enters the ring. Lance is then given a microphone by a stagehand and he wags his finger towards Reed. )

LANCE WINTERS: Now, now. If anybody in here deserves himself some SPECIAL TREATMENT AROUND here it’s surely gonna have to be MOI.

(Boos. Cassius looks around a bit confused.)

CASSIUS REED: Excuse you? Do you know who I am? I am thee Rebirth Champion. I am thee Iron King of Phoenix Wrestling. Who in God’s name are you to receive any kind of special treatment.

(Winters couldn’t help but laugh as he leans up against a turnbuckle. )

LANCE WINTERS: WELL AIN’T that cute. You wanna BE LIKE THAT HUH. You wanna act all PRITSY AND CUTE with a hint of AMNESIA. How precious. DARLINNNGGGGGGG. You know who I am. I’m a three time HKW World Champion. Hell, I’ve even been a World Tag Team Champion some time ago...and you dare ask me who I AM?

(The Reapers In Pride President taps his chin.)

LANCE WINTERS: Hold on...Weren’t you the Vice President of Talent Relations way back when? OH MY LORD! YOU !!! And you don’t know pretty wittle ol’ me?!

(Lance looks around and laughs.)

LANCE WINTERS: Well shucks PAL.

(He now stands straight and walks over to Cassius. He playfully leans over and knocks on the championship belt.)

LANCE WINTERS: I’VE BARELY even been here to even WHIP MY DICK out and I’VE ALREADY earned myself a good ol’ SHOT AT winning this here belt. You? YOU THE CHAMP? Well hell...THAT’S ONE HELLUVA COINKY DINK, don’tcha THINK? Hey that rhymed. Tehehe.

(Lance looks up to Reed for a moment and winks at him.

LANCE WINTERS: You might as well just go ahead and hand that over. The way I see it...That belt is as good as mine.

(The two share a glare at one another before Winters looks over to Slaine.)

LANCE WINTERS: OL SLLLLLAAIINNNEEEEEEE. I have but one REQUEST. Just one. I promise you’ll like it. HOW ABOUT WHATEVER FLOOR I’M on...You just go ahead and let me ride my motorcycle on it. TAKE IT FOR A SPIN and such. GET A LAY OF THE LAND. You know. Reapers stuff.

(Slaine sighs, clearly just wanting a cup of whiskey at this point.)

RODRICK: Sure whatever.

(Lance pulls a balled up fist back with a "YES!", then goes to his corner as Cassius simply shakes his head. Slaine takes his leave muttering something, clearly tired of this circus.)

RODZ: Finally we get SOME sort of talk about the match. Motorcycles, Mad Max tower, plus inevitable violence? Sounds cool.

ALPINE: I think the match does sound cool, but sometimes I wonder if Slaine considers the well being of his roster.

RODZ: If you're in Phoenix you're a warrior. That's why the cream of the crop here are superstars elsewhere, or previous champions in other top organizations. Forging through the fire of Phoenix prepares them for anything.

ALPINE: You got a point there Rodz. We got that 'cream of the crop' he's talking about up NEXT!

MAIN EVENT

Non-Title

Hell Is Waiting (Aurora © and Masaru Inoue © vs. Frisky D. and Nina Stokes vs. Cassius Reed © and Lance Winters

(With all competitors in the ring, the teams work out their starting entrants, with Aurora, Frisky D., and Cassius Reed being chosen. Well, rather Cassius demanding that he gets the spot as he is the Iron King and Rebirth Champion. Cassius immediately takes a back to the corners, shooing with his hands as he demands that Aurora and Frisky fight for the right to face him. Aurora and Frisky smirk, then race for the corner. Cassius wisely slides out, holding up his arms and demanding the ladies keep it fair. They decide to do that and let him enter safely into the ring. Cassius hunches down in a wrestling stance, circling the women and looking ready for a grapple. Only to leap tag an unaware Lance Winters in the chest, who simply shakes his head and enters the ring. He starts things off by going up to Aurora, winking at her, then driving a low blow into Frisky! But being Frisky is a woman, has strong thighs, and the reflexes of a cat means she catches his foot, headbutts him, then takes him up and over with a hurricanrana! Aurora realizes this is her chance and kicks Frisky in the gut, then hooks her for a DDT! Frisky is quick to slither out, hit the ropes, return with a flying forearm, only for Aurora to duck, plant a bicycle kick to her as she stands, then drop her with a DDT! Cheers from the crowd as Frisky kicks her feet and feels the pain. Aurora savors it a little too much, getting her caught in the clasp of the recovered Lance Winters for a full nelson! Aurora succeeds where Lance failed with a low blow, dropping him to his knees!)

ALPINE: Aurora cleaning house on two talented rookies! This is proof that her experience and talent cannot be replicated.

RODZ: As long as I’ve known her she’s either had gold growing in her stomach or resting around her waist. It’s pretty much part of her ring attire by now.

(She goes for a DDT on Lance but is distracted by Oz Oxford Jr. who gets in her face about the low blows. This gives Lance time to spring to his feet with a big spear, taking Aurora down and pelting her with punches! The crowd boos Lance’s actions as he stands up sorely, getting a moment to ease the pain of his crushed nuts. He doesn’t get much time though as Frisky is recovered and on the prowl. She leaps into action on the unaware Lance, clapping him to the mat with a running blockbuster! By this time Aurora is crawling to her corner, just a couple feet away from making that hot tag. Seeing this Frisky springs into action and races to her corner, tagging in Nina Stokes to the roar of the crowd! Nina enters the ring just as Masaru does, with the two getting huge cheers from the crowd as they immediately get in fighting stances. Masaru isn’t the one to be gun shy, and he springs into action with a big low kick which Nina checks with perfection! Unhindered, Masaru blasts forward with a big combo that Nina blocks before faking Masaru out with a feigned knee strike! The shots drops Masaru, but he’s back to his feet in an instant and closing in on Nina. At this point Lance is recovering from the blockbuster and looking over to his corner as Cassius checks his fingernails. Lance reaches out for a tag, only for Cassius to completely ignore him. Lance screams out to Cassius, only for him to shoo Lance away. Just as if it seems Lance may tag Cassius in, Masaru decides to chop Lance in the leg with a leg kick. The shot sends Lance stumbling to a corner, leaving him temporarily incapacitated as he tries to drop Nina.)

ALPINE: The fans are getting what they wanted, a strikers’ delight with Nina Stokes and Masaru Inoue!

RODZ: As long as I get to see two pretty people bludgeon each other, it’s all good.

(Masaru finally gains an edge as he sidesteps and parries a jab-jab-high kick combo from Nina and goes pro wrestling on her with a Snapping Underarm STO that leaves Nina’s neck bouncing off the canvas!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Masaru is greeted from behind by a recovered Lance Winters by a tap on the shoulder, boot to the gut on the turn around, the a double arm DDT! “OHHHH!!!”s from the audience as Lance sits there on the mat for a second catching his breath. Nina crawls over to her corner, looking to make the hot tag back to Frisky. Having no choice in the matter, Lance forces himself up and approaches Cassius who is currently fro picking his hair as he looks in the mirror. Lance smiles, walks over to him, and slaps him in the face for the tag! “OHHHHH!!”s circulate through the crowd as Cassius drops the mirror and pick, then looks to Lance like he just shot his dog. Before Cassius can rip into him Lance hops to the outside of the ring. Cassius looks poised to take care of him with a high flying dive, but Frisky catches him off guard with a slingshot flying forearm to the back of the head! The crowd lights up as Frisky picks up the woozy Cassius, but drops him as she sees Masaru about to make it to his corner. She tries to snatch his foot, but it’s no use as Aurora makes the tag and springs off the rope, landing a beautiful springboard tornado DDT on Frisky!! “HOLY SHIT!!” pours out from the crowd, but Cassius shuts them down with some hammering fists to Aurora, forcing her to a corner. He then starts stomping away, crumpling her to the bottom!)

ALPINE: That slap has ignited a fire in Cassius, leaving him to take out his aggression on Aurora!

RODZ: Well that was a gorgeous DDT she landed beforehand. But yes she is getting rode hard and walked dry here. 

(Cassius only stops in his stomping when he sees Lance leaving down the aisle with a double bird salute in Cassius’s direction. The crowd cheers Lance’s actions as Cassius freaks out, pissed he’s having to compete solo in a match he doesn’t even want to be in.)

ALPINE: Lance is leaving the ring, and leaving Cassius solo! This is why you need friends Cassius!

RODZ: Have you seen his entourage? Dude has a massive amount of friends. Just none that happen to pro wrestle.

(This only enrages Cassius even more, forcing him to walk out of the corner, then viciously run in for a big low dropkick which slumps Aurora over the bottom rope!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the audience as Frisky is on all fours, recovering from that skull ringing tornado DDT. Cassius decides to help her up, only to sling her to the corner, then nail her with the What The Funk? Cheers from the crowd as Frisky stumbles to a corner, trying to balance her equilibrium. Luckily for her Cassius turns his attention back to the recovering Aurora, and rushes her with a Pussy on the Chainwax! She moves out of the corner just in time, allowing him to crash into the pads. As soon as he recovers she ducks a wild left hook, hops on his shoulders, and nails him with a Reversal of Fortune! With a willing partner ready to tag, Aurora races for Masaru’s hand, tagging it into the cheers of the crowd! He decides to take advantage of a prone Cassius in the center of the ring, and hooks in the crossface!! The crowd lights up as Cassius screams, with Oz checking for the tap.)

ALPINE: Masaru has Cassius right where he wants him in the center of the ring! We may have a tap out!

RODZ: I don’t think Cassius physically knows how to tap or submit. Wrestling gods don’t do that mortal shit.

(As dazed as she is, Frisky isn’t going to let that tap happen and she springs forward with a somersault leg drop on the two, breaking the sub attempt! Frisky then goes to work on Masaru, picking him up and driving him to a free corner with chest chops. She slaps Masaru in the chest, then springs off the ropes for a springboard armdrag! The crowd cheers for the flashy move but Masaru rolls out of it, aims for a kick to the face on Frisky, she ducks, springs up on Masaru’s shoulders, then takes him down with a snap hurricanrana! Cheers from the crowd as she makes her way over to Cassius who is using the ropes to stand. She boots him in the gut, european uppercuts him, then slings him to the ropes. Only for Cassius to reverse the throw, unaware Oz is in the path! Frisky crashes into Oz with an accidental headbutt, knocking him to the mat! Frisky hits the mat as well, feeling the effects of the collision as the crowd boos Oz dropping from getting headbutted by a girl. Cassius screams “C’MON OZ!!!”, enraged that the one ref he trusts is rolling on the mat in pain. Masaru gets to his feet, scouting Cassius from behind. He races at Cassius for the Killshot!, only for Cassius to drop to his stomach, let Masaru hit the ropes, then hit him with a Funky Knee, Funky Do on the return! The crowd can’t help but cheer Cassius’s athleticism, but those cheers soon turn to laughs. Running down the aisle is referee Malik Demitrious! Cassius immediately gets up to the ropes and screams “NOO!!!!” over and over.)

ALPINE: Oz Oxford Jr. is down and out and may possibly have a concussion. This is no time for Cassius to be choosy!

RODZ: When you’re the top dog you get perks. Everyone knows this Johnny.

(Cassius angrily points at the entranceway, demanding that Malik leave. At this time paramedics are making their way down to the ring to take care of Oz. Nina is hoping for the recovering Frisky to tag in, but Cassius is scouting the freshest first and swings her around. He throws her to the ropes and aims for a back body drop, but she lands on her feet, hits the opposite ropes, springs off the side ropes for a springboard arm drag, only for him to cartwheel out of the attempt and crack Frisky with a devastating Southpaw!! “HOLY SHIT!!” from the crowd as Frisky slumps to the mat in a heap. The crowd lights up with cheers, with Cassius naturally thinking those cheers are for him. He bows to the hard camera side, not realizing that Anastasia Starling is running down to ringside! She slides in the ring in a ref shirt, watching in giddy anticipation as Masaru recovers behind Cassius!)

ALPINE: Oh myyy…..Cassius isn’t going to like this.

RODZ: When Plan A fails and you turn down Plan B...you get Plan C. Drum roll please.

(Masaru hunches down as the crowd buzzes, gritting his teeth and waiting for Cassius to turn around. Once he does Masaru crashes into him with a big Killshot!, knocking the champion to the mat! Masaru immediately goes for the cover, with Anastasia diving down for a fair and balanced three count!)

1….

2…..

3!!!!

WINNERS: Hell is Waiting @ 16 minutes, 35 seconds.

ALPINE: What a match! It took three referees to reach a conclusion, but we finally have one!!

RODZ: Cassius is NOT going to be happy with this.

(Cassius has crawled over to the corner, in shock over not only getting pinned by Masaru, but by Anastasia counting down the action. She raises Masaru’s hand, smirking to Cassius as the crowd goes nuts.)

ALPINE: We’re out of time folks! Check out Global Frontier 8 on the the 23rd, then next month we’re back in the states on March 11th for Tower of Destiny!

RODZ: I can’t wait. I need some hard American liquor dammit!

(Fade out to the PW(c) 2018 logo.)