Liberation: Episode Four, September 16th, 2017

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LIBERTY PRO WRESTLING PRESENTS...
LIBERATION: EPISODE FOUR

LIVE ON SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 16TH, 2017 FROM THE HAMMERSTEIN BALLROOM IN MANHATTAN, NEW YORK
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[align=center]PRE-SHOW: RINGSIDE[/align]

[align=center]PRE-SHOW MATCH ONE: SINGLES MATCH
Joey Barber vs. Jakob Alexander

Joey Barber and Jakob Alexander impressed in their debuts. They had an evenly fought match and they opened the show with a bang. Barber would eventually take the lead, taking Alexander down with the Beantown Bomb (jackknife powerbomb) but Barber rolled out of the ring from impact. Jakob was almost counted out but got back into the ring at nine. Barber stayed on the offensive for quite some time until he went for his running powerslam. Jakob was able to slide off of Barber and shove him in the back. Joey stumbled forward and when he turned around, Alexander was charging and he nailed Barber with Spirit Breaker (stepping left high kick). Barber tumbled to the canvas and Jakob pinned him, picking up the three count.

WINNER: Jakob Alexander @ 9:45

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[align=center]RINGSIDE[/align]

[align=center]PRE-SHOW MATCH TWO: SINGLES MATCH
Ellie Poe vs. Isla Carter

The match between Ellie and Isla started off with a back and forth match up. Ellie Poe showed her extensive wrestling background but Isla Carter showed that she’s no slouch either. Carter ended up getting an upper hand, nailing Ellie with a backstabber. Carter pinned Ellie but Ellie got her foot on the ropes. Isla believed that she won for a moment and celebrates but this gives time for Ellie to get up and gain an upperhand, taking Carter down with a DDT. Ellie backed up into the corner and then charged Isla, nailing her with Black Rain (Flying Knee Strike). Ellie pinned Isla and got the three count.


WINNER: Ellie Poe wins by pinfall @ 8: 57

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[align=center]MAIN SHOW[/align]

[align=center]MATCH THREE: GOTHAM CHAMPIONSHIP SEMI-FINALS
Avery Smith vs. Ashleigh Powell


A technical battle right from the start as Ashleigh Powell gets Avery Smith in a collar-and-elbow tie up early on. Powell transitions it into a hammerlock, pinning Smith’s arm behind her back. She wrenches Avery’s arm for a few seconds before spinning her around for a snapmare. With her opponent in a seated position, Ashleigh connects with a dropkick to Avery’s upper back and neck. Taking a step toward Smith, Powell looks to pick her up, but Avery surprises her by swiping Ashleigh’s feet from underneath her. A quick pin attempt barely gets a one count for Avery, but she doesn’t let up as she tries for a roll-up and again gets a one count.

Both women get up to their feet at the same time and Avery catches Ashleigh with an arm drag, but Powell rolls back up and gets Smith with her own arm drag. A high angled dropkick puts Smith back down onto the mat and Powell slowly takes over the match. Ashleigh starts working on Avery’s legs as she applies a figure-four in the center of the ring, but it’s not applied too tightly as Smith manages to kick herself free. Avery tries to get back at Ashleigh with a clothesline, but Powell goes underneath it and gets behind Smith with a dropkick to the back of her knees. Rolling backwards, Ashleigh drops Avery to the canvas with a DDT. Rolling Smith over, Powell hooks the legs for a pin attempt. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! But it’s a bit too early to put Avery Smith away.

Ashleigh tries picking Avery up, but gets a shot to the abdomen instead. A second shot allows Smith to create some space, but Powell stops her momentum with a forearm to the side of Avery’s head. A European uppercut knocks Smith back into the ropes, but she catches herself as she falls back and returns with a One Hit Wonder (Pendulum Lariat)! Smith quickly falls down on Powell for the pin! ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Ashleigh gets her shoulder up just in time out of instinct and Avery looks to put an end to the match by locking in her Natural Disaster (Gogoplata)! It’s applied tightly and the two are stuck right in the center of the ring!

The submission is held on tightly, but Powell finds an escape by propping her legs up to roll Smith back onto her shoulders in a pinning predicament! ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Avery has to release the hold before the referee hits the mat a third time. Taking a brief moment to catch her breath proves to be dangerous for Ashleigh as she gets caught in another Natural Disaster! But this time she scrambles her way out of it and flips Avery over, locking in her sharpshooter! Powell wrenches in the leg lock and Smith tries to get out of it! Smith starts dragging herself over to the ropes and just as she’s about to reach them, Powell drags Avery right back to the center of the ring and re-applies the sharpshooter! The pain is obvious on Avery’s face as she’s trying to hold out for as long as she can. She starts crawling back to the ropes, but the pain is too much as she collapses and taps out!

WINNER: Ashleigh Powell wins by submission @ 14:34
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[align=center]RINGSIDE SEGMENT[/align]

The scene cuts to the back where Colt and Finn Brady are getting ready for their match. Colt is taping up his wrists while Finn seems to be playing with his phone. Colt walks up to his younger brother to see what he's doing and sees him playing on Snapchat.

Colt Brady: Finn… Buddy… We gotta focus on this match tonight. Please put the phone away.

Finn looks to his older brother with sadness in his eyes.

Finn Brady: But look at this selfie Izzi sent me! Look at the cute cat ears and her smile! I gotta send one back…”

Finn holds up his phone to where both him and Colt are in frame with the dog face filter.

Finn Brady: Come on Colt! Smile!

Colt appeased his brother and smiles as the picture is taken. Finn slightly giggles as he adds a few touches to the snap and sends it before putting the phone away.

Colt Brady: Okay, we good now? We need to focus on Dick Lightning and Romeo Black and beating them for another shot at the tag belts.

Finn Brady: Neon Tiger.

Colt looks to his brother.

Colt Brady: What?

Finn Brady: Romeo Black is the Neon Tiger.

Colt shakes his head and lets out a sigh.

Colt: He could be the marshmallow panda for all I care… In this match tonight, he's the guy wanting to take what you want.

Finn slowly nods his head, biting at his lip.

Finn Brady: You're right brother… But after we win this can we…

Colt puts his hand up and nods his head yes.

Colt Brady: Yes after we win we can look online about buying a panda made of marshmallows.

Finn pumps his fist in the air.

Finn Brady: Let's do this then!


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As the scene fades back out into the arena “10 Toes” by. Nipsey Hussle hits the PA System. The New York crowd begins to rain down some boos for the Undisputed SAP North Atlantic Champion who walks out from behind the curtain. He looks out to the fans who boo him and shakes his head. The Los Angeles native begins to make his way down the ramp and tells the fans nearby to shut up and take notes. Once he makes it inside the ring he is handed a microphone. He looks around the arena annoyed by the boos of the crowd.

FELIX VIALPANDO: Oh shut the fuck up already! Dirty fat New York sewer rats.

The boos intensify and the fans are heard talking shit to Felix. Felix smirked liking that he was able to get such a reaction from th the crowd.

FELIX VIALPANDO: I’m not gonna continue to waste my time with you blue waffled cunts. I want to ask a certain person out here. Somebody that I have the pleasure of teaming up with. I know we have had a rocky start since I got here, but I want to make things right before we come out here and have to be each other’s tag team partner.

Felix adjusts his titles on his shoulders and nods to himself.

FELIX VIALPANDO: Ivy...Ivy can you come out here please?

“Not your girl” by Beatz hits the speakers and the crowd starts to cheer as Ivy Warner steps out onto the stage, she doesn't make her way down the ramp and instead shakes her head. She takes a moment to smile and wave to the crowd before calling for her music to be cut and pulling s microphone from her back pocket.

Ivy Warner: Wow, Felix… just WOW! A rocky start? That's the under estimation of the century now isn't it?!

The crowd cheers in agreement and Ivy sighs, shaking her head.

Ivy Warner: You are a liar and a cheater Felix… You're a VERY bad man and I absolutely cannot wait for the day when Mr. Callaghan allows me to get my hands on you… BUT;

Ivy sighs as she starts to walk down the ramp, she looks almost a little upset as she shakes her head with another sigh.

Ivy Warner: Tonight isn't that night and, like it or not, we have to find a way to work together Felix. You and I have to make this work because I REFUSE to walk out without another win because of you.

She makes her way up the steel steps and stops on the apron, leaning her arms on the top rope she stares Felix down, not entering the ring. Felix takes a couple steps back and holds out his arms inviting her to get in the ring.

FELIX VIALPANDO: I’m not going to do anything to you, Ivy. We have to be partners tonight remember? Wouldn’t serve me well to harm you.

He nods.

FELIX VIALPANDO: Si, we’ve had a bit of a rocky start. I called a match right down the middle. A match you just so happen to lose.. You claim I’m a liar when I am in fact not. You then commit a crime and steal one of my prized possessions, one of my many notebooks. You then begin to read from my notebook which is PRIVATE INFOR----

Felix stops himself taking a deep breath to calm himself down once again.

FELIX VIALPANDO: Private information. You even lied your damn self trying to act as if I have notes that mention any kind of physical attraction to Paz?! How dare you?!

Felix has to stop himself again and smiles as he adjusts his titles on his shoulders.

FELIX VIALPANDO: Look...I’m willing to look pass all that to help you get a victory..Us a victory. We both need a win tonight, Ivy. We have to work together tonight. There’s no doubt about that. If we can put our minds together y actually work with one another we can beat Wren Sweet & Cami McGatha.

Ivy moves into the ring, she walks up to Felix and stares him in the eyes, running her tongue over her teeth with a sigh.

Ivy Warner: Mira, I don't trust you, tu eres en pendejo, you follow me? But I want this win, I need this win… I have people here tonight who believe in me, my mentor, Tyson Gregory is here tonight to see me finally prove you can't ruin me…

She slowly holds out her hand for him to shake it.

Ivy Warner: You stay on the right side and we won't have any problems, Claro?

Felix stares down at her hand for a moment and then nods. He shakes her hand agreeing to her terms. The crowd gives a light cheer seeing this. Felix then backs away from Ivy and holds up a finger which makes Warner raise an eyebrow.

FELIX VIALPANDO: There’s just one more thing….

The crowd boos thinking Felix has something up his sleeve. He waits for them to quiet down before speaking.

FELIX VIALPANDO: I want for formally challenge you to a one on one match. I want us to settle this once and for all, Ivy. There’s really no ignoring this. It has to happen. I’m sure these fans would love to see you possibly beat the crap out of me to avenge their fraudulent honor. I’m sure ol Tyson over there would be even more pleased to see you finally take me on one on one as well.

Felix looks up to the sky and shrugs.

FELIX VIALPANDO: The aliens up there flying around in their flying saucer too. I am gift wrapping you the opportunity to take me on like you have always wanted, Ivy. And trust me, I would love nothing more than teach you a lesson or two right here in this ring. I would love to shut you and all these people the fuck up.

He smirks as he listens to the boos that rain down on him.

FELIX VIALPANDO: So what do you say, Ivy? We work together this one night...Then go to war the next?

Ivy moves her hand away and shakes her head with a smile.

Ivy Warner: You'll get your match Felix, you can mock me, mock my words.. but the fans here tonight, my mentor, my friends and yeah, even the aliens they alll know the truth.

She steps up close to him, locking her eyes on his.

Ivy Warner: I'll team with you, but I'll never, ever trust you.

She drops her mic off to the side and just stands there staring him down. Felix stares back at her and nods.

FELIX VIALPANDO: Fair enough. I’ll see you later on then.

Felix begins walk pass her but stops before getting out the ring.

FELIX VIALPANDO: A little advice...Take some notes. Might do you some good tonight. He drops the microphone and gets out of the ring. The scene fades with Ivy staring a hole through the back of Felix’s head.

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[align=center]MATCH FOUR: #1 CONTENDER FOR TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
The Brady Bros vs. Black Lightning (Dick Lightning & Romeo Black)

The match starts with The Brady’s and and Black Lightning shaking hands in the middle of the ring. Black and Finn start off in the ring, with Finn throwing a few solid right hooks. Black takes the upper hand though and after a bulldog down to the mat and a quick duplex he whips Finn into the corner, as Finn pushes up from the turnbuckle, Colt leans over and tags himself in with a slap to Finn's shoulder. Romeo didn’t see the tag and this gives the Brady Bros the advantage as Romeo tries to suplex Finn but Colt comes to his aid and they nail a double suplex. The Brady’s had control until Romeo dropkicked Finn off of the apron. He then hit Colt with an enziguri before he tagged in Dick Lighting.

As Colt got up, he turned right into a spinning heel kick from his waiting opponent, staggering him back a few steps Colt was then met with a dropped shoulder to the gut, driving him into the corner, where a waiting Black reached through the ropes to choke his opponent against the turnbuckle whilst Lightning nailed him with several stiff kicks to the ribs until a referee caution caused them both to break. Romeo stood back at the apron whilst Dick pulled back into the center of the ring, before launching at Colt with a stiff boot to his head, pulling him up and over his shoulder for a full body drop. He hooked the leg but Finn broke up the cover.

Finn and Romeo began to battle back and forth but Finn knocked Romeo out of the ring with a pele kick, sending him right through the ropes. Finn then retreated to his corner and called for Colt to get up. Dick was up first though and he and Colt began to battle back and forth. Dick tried to suplex Colt but Colt landed behind Lightning and took him down with a backstabber. Colt then got up and tagged his brother in. To the referee’s dismay, Colt and Finn double teamed Lightning and took him out with Brady-Plex (Suplex lift into a powerbomb / neckbreaker combination). Romeo got up onto the apron but Colt speared him through the ropes and the two went flying outside as Finn pinned Lightning and got the three count.[/align]

WINNERS: Brady Bros by pinfall @ 7:55

The Brady Bros celebrated their victory as they became the number one contenders. Black Lightning slid into the ring and the two teams stared each other down before they ended up shaking hands, showing a great deal of sportsmanship.

[align=center]BACKSTAGE[/align]

Wren Sweet and Cami McGatha are sitting in their locker room backstage. Cami, already dressed in her ring gear sits on the bench, typing away into her phone, obviously texting with Colt Brady. Wren rolls her eyes and offers a shake of her head, dressed top half in her ring gear and bottom half in sweats. Both have clearly already been through hair and makeup, looking well turned out and made up. As Wren starts to pace a little, swinging her arms and rolling her shoulders a knock comes at the door, followed by a deep male voice.

: Wren, are you decent?

Wren smirks and walks over to the door, only opening it part of the way as her eyes fall on her agent, Killian Archer.

Wren Sweet: That might be the first time anyone has ever called me decent…

Killian does nothing but smile back at her.

Killian Archer: We both know you are so much more than decent.

He winks at her before placing a hand on Cami’s back.

Killian Archer: How are you feeling Cami? Good?

Wren waves a hand at Killian and rolls her eyes, calling him over to sit with her.

Wren Sweet: Oh ignore her, she's off in her own little world anyway, right Camikins?

Wren bats her eyelashes at the other half of the tag team champions and Cami in response shakes her head and looks back down at her phone.

Cami McGatha: You know, maybe if you weren't such a bitch all the time you wouldn't need an agent to clean up your image… Wrenny.

Killian shakes his head.

Killian Archer: I'm not about image clean up, the Wren Sweet brand needs no cleaning. I wouldn't mind being the go to guy for both of you though… Wren Sweet and Cami McGatha? Those are the names young girls will strive to become when they grow up.

Before Cami can reply Wren slams her hand down on the bench hard. Cami barely reacts, used to her friends theatrics.

Wren Sweet: If it wasn't for ME you wouldn't even have that gold in your gym bag, I'm sorry your dad got his heart broken and DUMPED you in the middle of training but catching an attitude with me right before we have to face the note taking freak and the alien chick, isn't exactly doing either it us any favors Cami!

Cami McGatha: And your single handed attempt to ruin the Brady's just because you're jealous of the time I've been spending with Colt? Is THAT doing us favors, cause I'm pretty sure you took an L that night!

Killian steps between the two of them and holds up his hands.

Killian Archer: Ladies, ladies, ladies! Let's reel it in shall we? Truth is this, no one… Not anyone in Liberty can touch you two when you are on the same page. Now I love a cat fight as much as the next guy…

He gives them both a playful wink and smirk showing he's kidding.

Killian Archer: But you guys need to focus on Warner and Felix. Then after you have your beautiful arms raised in victory, we can bury this hatchet somewhere other than in your backs or faces… Sound good?

Wren Sweet & Cami McGatha: FINE!

Both girls answer in unison with the same indignant tone, this only seems to make Wren angrier as she stomps out of the locker room, Cami laughs for a moment and then turns to face Killian.

Cami McGatha: If you're serious about representing me, we can talk after the show.

She then turns to chase after Wren, calling for her to wait up.


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SAMUEL GRIFFIN: What a match we just witnessed! Back and forth tag team action, but at the end of the day…

The tron suddenly comes to life, interrupting Liberty Pro’s color commentator. Some guitar notes followed by the grave sound of a trumpet begin to play accompanying the black & white clip showing the Charlotte’s Uptown Skyline. With an accelerated movement of the camera through the buildings of the city centre we are brought to the street level finding a woman walking an empty street, her long black hair floating in the cold night wind. “The Choice” by Shandon keeps playing in the background as we follow the lady on this night stroll.

It was the time to make a change
It was the time to say goodbye
So I closed my eyes
To choose my way
And step by step
Cure my pain

On this last word, the volume of the music lowers drastically and the scene changes showing now the same woman standing in the middle of the ring, her back still turned to the camera. The footage keeps rolling in slow motion as the referee raises one of her tattooed arms in victory, and the ring announcer’s voice covers the cheers from the sold out crowd.

“AND YOUR NEEEEEEEWWWWW HERITAGE CHAMPIOOOOOOONNNN….”

And suddenly, the clip fades to black. We are brought back to the commentator’s table where Griffin is staring at his monitor with a mixed expression of disbelief and excitement.

SAMUEL GRIFFIN: I am not really sure what this means but, if this is who I think she is, and she’s coming to Liberty… Well let me just tell you that this is may be a huge signing by mister Callaghan!!!

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[align=center]MATCH FIVE: TAG TEAM MATCH
Ivy Warner & Felix Vialpando vs Wren Sweet & Cami McGatha

At the sound of the bell, Ivy and Cami start off the match. They circle around and then lock up. Ivy gains the advantage moving Cami into a side headlock, cranking on her neck. Cami pushes her off the ropes and Ivy drops her with a big shoulder block. Ivy hits the ropes again, leapfrogs Cami on the rebound, and drops Cami with a dropkick to her knee. Ivy works on the leg of Cami for a bit, stomping away on it. Ivy tags out, when Felix enters the ring, he stalks the downed Cami as Wren shouts obscenities his way. He finally scoops up Cami and drops her with a body slam. He keeps up the pressure with a snap suplex and a big elbow to the chest. McGatha is able to kick out at two though.

Felix starts to focus on Cami’s knee with driving his knee into it repeatedly. He locks her in a leg grapevine and starts to torque the leg. Cami fights back though and gets to the ropes. Felix let's go oh the leg and gets distracted when Wren starts yelling at him again, allowing Cami to pull herself to her feet. Just as Felix turns, Cami levels him with a roaring elbow. She starts to hobble to her corner only to have Felix grab her by the foot and pull her back, she kicks at him the best she can but he won't let go. Finally, Cami makes a diving tag to Wren who comes into the ring with a pissed off fury.

She levels Felix with a clothesline, Ivy gets in the ring but is leveled as well by Wren who keeps clearing the ring. Wren then clotheslines Ivy over the top ropes and out of the ring, before turning and charging at Felix. Wren snapmares him down and lands a kick with a thud to the back of Felix. Wren starts to hype up the crowd as she kicks Felix in the chest causing him to roll to his corner and tags in Ivy. Ivy looks down at Felix and shakes her head at him before stepping up to Wren. They two exchange words for a bit before Wren connecting with a big slap across Ivy's face. The two then exchange punches with neither letting up. Wren though kicks Ivy in the shin, staggering her for a moment. Wren pushes Ivy into The Legacy's corner allowing Cami and Wren to use quick tags to wear her down. Just when it seemed that Ivy was done for, she battles back, knocking Cami off the ring apron and hitting a big superkick to the jaw of Wren Sweet.

Ivy Warner starts to crawl on her hands and knees to Felix in her corner, who is bouncing up and down ready for the tag. As Ivy makes it to the corner, she extends herself for the tag, but instead of finding the tag, Felix slaps a note into her hand. He then drops off the apron and starts to walk away; Ivy stares after him in disbelief before looking down at the note that reads;

Ivy Warner is a loser.

Just then, Wren pulls Ivy up and with an inverted neckbreaker slams Ivy down into the mat and hooks the leg for the three count just as Felix disappears backstage.

WINNER: Legacies by pinfall @ 12:24


Wren and Cami celebrate their victory heading into supershow as Ivy gets up on her hands and knees and looks around in disbelief. She looks up at the entrance ramp and sees Felix and he’s clapping his hands and laughing. [/align]

[align=center]BACKSTAGE[/align]

The scene cuts to the back where Jacob Daniels is pacing back and forth in the hallway. A more annoyed look on his face than anything.

Jacob Daniels: So let me get this right… Bossman sees Alicia Lucas cost me a match last time and thinks pairing us up as a tag team is a good idea? I get that he's been in this industry a long time but I'm not your everyday Beast. You wanna put her on my team? Add some spice, some intrigue to the match? Go the fuck ahead. I'll tear through both Warren and Seth with the dead weight you're tying to my neck.

Daniels smirks towards the camera.

Jacob Daniels: It's not like The Society is going to offer up much of a challenge. You got Warren who hasn't done shit in his entire career but talks like he's a made man. Look, I get that he's balls deep in the shit Becky is spewing and chugging the kool aid, but until he's done something of note? He's just another loud mouthed fuck boy.

Daniels shrugs his shoulders and nods his head.

Jacob Daniels: And speaking of fuck boys and being balls deep in Becky… How are you Seth? Last time we really crossed paths your girlfriend at the time was ready to dump you if I looked at her the right way. Funny how some things always stay the same, huh? Last time you were the sidekick to the wannabe superhero and now you're the what? Top lackey to the High Sparrow from Game of Thrones? Best part of it Seth? How many of those kool aid drinking, panty sniffers that follow Becky around would love to knock you down and take your spot? I mean, they are there cause of what Becky says and does… They would do anything for Becky…

Daniels starts to laugh and shakes his head.

Jacob Daniels: Maybe that's why you play the role of prized bitch so well… You know know if you make waves or even come close to overshadowing Becky? You're so replaceable. That's the team Bossman thinks is a draw against me and dead weight? This will be fun.

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The confident smile of Isabella Strickland greets the camera tonight as she takes a deep breath; hoping to steady whatever nerves she has heading into her semi-final match.

Isabella Strickland: “It almost feels like I’m stepping into enemy territory tonight. I know and respect the journey all these members of the Callaghan clan have ventured. Fighting dirty, always scrapping, and doing whatever’s needed to be successful. Whether that be in or out of the ring. I respect that. Not everything in our world is black and white...but just like them, I feed off of that grey area.”

Isabella’s smile slowly transitions into a cocky smirk.

Isabella Strickland: “And I like to think I’ve done pretty damn well for myself in that unknown. Look at where I’m at tonight. The Gotham Championship semi-finals. I should almost feel bad that I’m preventing such a young prospect like Sean Callaghan from chasing after this championship, but I know he’ll get there someday. Just not today. Tonight’s the night I inch ever so closer to being crowned the first Gotham Champion.”

Motioning for the belt around her waist.

Isabella Strickland: “I welcome tonight’s challenge against one of the Callaghan boys and I know just how dangerous you can be, Sean, but I guarantee you one thing...you’ve never faced someone like me. And you never will. Consider this a learning experience and when the bell rings, there’s no shame in losing. You’ve got a way to go, but your journey toward gold comes to a momentary stop tonight.”

Strickland’s eyes narrow as she drops her smirk and any other flashes of arrogance; instead adopting a stern look.

Isabella Strickland: “That Gotham Championship is mine and anyone who gets in my path will have a date with Lady Death.”

Strickland keeps her cold glare locked on the camera for a few seconds before turning and leaving the frame before we cut elsewhere.


[align=center]MATCH SIX: GOTHAM CHAMPIONSHIP SEMI-FINALS
ISean Callaghan vs Isabella Strickland

As Isabella Strickland is halfway through the ropes following her entrance when Sean Callaghan jumps her right away. Callaghan gets Strickland hung up in the ropes and he takes her down to the mat with a DDT! The referee tells Sean to back up and once he does, Isabella is given some time to recover, and once she’s kneeling, the bell rings. And Callaghan runs right in for his Beantown Strike! But Strickland moves around it and gets behind Callaghan for The End Is Extremely F’ing Nigh (Bridging German Suplex)! Isabella holds onto the bridge and the referee counts! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! Sean kicks out before the three and he gets back up to his feet quickly, falling back into the corner. As he does so, Isabella taps her knee and takes off toward Sean in the corner, looking for her bicycle knee, but Callaghan jumps out of the corner with a Lou Thesz press!

When the two wrestlers get back on their feet, they pick up where they left off and it’s an absolute brawl. A spinning backfist by Strickland catches Callaghan flush and she tries to take off toward the ropes, but Sean pulls her back in by her tights and hits an inverted DDT! But he’s not done as he drags Strickland right back up to her feet, going for another DDT, but this time, it’s The Revolution (Lifting Single Underhook DDT)! Callaghan rolls Strickland over and hooks her legs for the pin. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Kicking out just in time, Isabella escapes a loss, but Sean doesn’t let up as he just starts stomping down on Strickland.

The match starts to swing into Callaghan’s favor as he climbs up to the top rope. It’s dangerous territory for the big man, but it’s even worse for Strickland as Callaghan jumps off, connecting with a headbutt! Another pin attempt, but Isy gets her shoulder up just before a three count. Sean picks Isabella off the canvas and props her up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry. It looks like Callaghan is going to hit Shipping Up To Boston, but Strickland drives her elbow into the side of Sean’s head. A couple more blows to the head forces Sean to put Isy down and she as soon as she lands on her feet, she plants a boot into Callaghan’s midsection. He doubles over and that allows for Strickland to lift him up in a suplex position, looking for Lady Death, but it’s his turn to drive his knee down and knock Isabella in the head.

Isabella drops Sean and he lands behind her, quickly picking Isy up for The Revolution! The second one puts Strickland down and Callaghan goes for a pin, but before the referee can make the count, Isabella places her foot on the bottom rope. Sean has to drag Isabella away from the ropes and he tries for the pin again. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! KICK OUT! Having to pull Strickland away from the ropes definitely hurt Callaghan’s chances of putting away the match, but it doesn’t deter him as he starts to stalk the slowly recovering Strickland. As she props herself on one knee, that’s when Callaghan takes his chance to strike and rushes in for a Beantown Strike, but again, Strickland barely gets out of the way as Sean crashes into the corner! Isabella hits the ropes to get as much momentum as she can and she runs in for Stricken (Running Corner Bicycle Knee)! She throws Sean down to the mat and makes a cover. ONE! TWO! THREE!

WINNER: Isabella Strickland advances to the Gotham Finals by pinfall @ 15:35
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[align=center]BACKSTAGE[/align]

Emily Jackson sits outside of the arena. She is in tight jeans and a tank top. She shakes her head as she looks at the camera. She wasn't doing well her boyfriend had said something on twitter that she didn't like. She was also not doing as well as she thought she would be doing in wrestling. She took a deep breath again and closed her eyes. She turned around and looked at the arena. She hung her head and then began to speak. Her words were a little muffled because she wasn't looking towards the camera but you still could pick out what she was saying.

Emily Jackson: I guess I came into Liberty thinking one thing. Honestly, I thought that I would be able to pick up wrestling just like that.

She snapped her fingers and then laughed a bit.

Emily Jackson: I guess I was wrong in that aspect. I guess I took the wrong road and now I don’t know what road I’m actually on. Every single time I step in that ring I make a mistake that leads to people beating me? How do I fix that? I guess I have taken this for granted because growing up I was able to get whatever I wanted. You see Luke, Larissa, and Trina are my half siblings. Our dad had cheated I guess a few times, I was with my mother growing up and she would give me whatever I wanted. I could stomp and scream saying I wanted this and I wanted that and then in a short time I would be given what I wanted.

She smiled a bit but then it quickly turned into a frown.

Emily Jackson: Maybe that is what I thought wrestling would be, I wouldn’t have to work hard to get what I wanted. I could flash my good looks and people would let me win or whatever. But now, not having a win and basically be someone that people can easily beat hurts. Now I am in that corner looking for a win looking for a chance to actually mean something here. But then I get saddled with someone that I might not have a chance to beat.

She shakes her head and closes her eyes as she now finally turns to the camera.

Emily Jackson: Zeke Reed, I know what you are. You are someone that has been fighting damn well here in Liberty. You on paper already have this match won. I’m just someone stepping into the ring against you so you can possibly pad your numbers. But once and awhile the blind squirrel finds a nut. Once and awhile the Patriots lose to the Giants. Once and awhile the Warriors lose a game, and Zeke tonight is that night. I no longer will be a laughing stock.

She smiles as she turns around and walks towards the arena.

[align=center]BACKSTAGE[/align]

Seth Lawless: Savage Seth, is that what all of you really want me to be?

Seth Lawless stands in front of the Society members as the watch him speak. Some of them cheer him as he smirks a bit. He runs his hands over his bald head.

Seth Lawless: I might have lost what I have been before and that kind of sucks, but that was because I was trying to appeal to people. I was trying to make people happy, and maybe I fell into a mold that I shouldn’t have been put in. Maybe, just maybe I need to get back to the Seth that would take anyone out and then laugh about it. Maybe I should be the Seth that goes on twitter and mocks people, makes them mad and makes them wonder why the hell I said what I did. That was when I was at my best, that is when I made people fear me and make people see how damn good I was. Now, I am not taking Becky for granted because she made me find love. Hell, I had problems with that, and it sickens me that I have been through that.

He shakes his head and he starts to walk around the room. Everyone was watching him. This is what he needed he needed people to listen to him. He needed people watching him.

Seth Lawless: To be the Seth that I used to be I need to step into that ring tonight with Warren and we need to make an impact. I need to take the head off of Jacob, or my friend Alicia.

Facing Alicia kind of hurt Seth. He and her had been friends for a bit. That had caused tension between him and Becky. But yet for some reason he couldn’t step away from Alicia. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Seth Lawless: Lukas, you and Jacob are going to have a problem in this match. I guess I don’t have to go over the fact that you two really don’t like each other. Hell, Lukas he took you out during the battle royal. But then in turn you took me out, and I have told you that it pissed me off. But in the long run I get it, you took me out because I was the strongest competitor in that match. You were fearful of me and you had to beat me so you could better your chances but yet it still didn’t work. Anyways, Lukas you and I might not see eye to eye anymore. It all stems from the fact that you feel that Becky isn’t the right fit for me. Maybe I have been part of that because when you have said things about her I have stepped up and told you to stop. But Lukas this is different you and I are getting in the ring together and when you step through those ropes our friendship ends.

The shitty part of all of this is I do care for you Lukas. I have stated that multiple times but you are on the wrong side of the field. It is The Society vs. Everyone Else. You are part of that and well I just hope at the end of this you and I can have tea of some sort and hash it out. It just sucks that you have to be saddled with JD.

He laughs a bit as he stops walking. The eyes were still upon him as he looked back at them.

Seth Lawless: Well, JD you walked into Liberty as probably the biggest name. You were probably hands down the man that everyone thought would win the title that Becky did. But you succumbed to the pressure and were tossed out before you even became a factor. Now you have to team with Lukas and I pose the same question to you. Will you guys make it work?

He shrugs his shoulders.

Seth Lawless: Look man I know that you are good and that you have a temper and that you could probably crush anyone in this industry…except for me…

He winks as he looks at his followers.

Seth Lawless: See JD, you can think that you can stop me and you can rely on your past success for people to fear you. But I’m not scared of you the Society is not scared of you. I’m stepping up to you and I am putting you down. After all I have to protect the Queen.

He then shakes his head and looks deep into the camera.

Seth Lawless: As for you are esteemed leader Nathan you are going to rue the day that you didn’t put me into the Gotham Title tournament. All of the bodies I’ll put on the ground is on your head. So when all of the roster is broken and bruised it is your fault.

Dismissed.

The followers get up and leave as Seth looks at them and laughs.

Seth Lawless: Fuck, I’ve got the strings on my puppets pretty tight tonight don’t I?

[align=center]MATCH SEVEN: TAG TEAM MATCH
Jacob Daniels & Alicia Lukas vs Seth Lawless & Warren Corbett

The bell rings and Seth Lawless decides to start the match off for his team. Alicia and Jacob argue over who is going to start the match off and Seth sits back in his corner with a smug look on his face. JD and Alicia continue to argue when Alicia shoves JD hard in the chest and follows it up with a slap to his face.

JD looks back at her with a smirk on his face before he charges her and drops her down with a big boot. Seth and Warren laugh in their corner as JD looks over at them and shrugs before exiting the ring. JD walks up the ramp and leaves Alicia to fend for herself. She’s in a daze as Seth stalks over her. He then grabs her and whips her to the ropes and when she comes back, he drops her with Detroit Is Burning (pop-up powerbomb). Seth pins Alicia and picks up the win for #TheSociety.

WINNER: #TheSociety wins by pinfall @ 2:05

Seth and Warren celebrate their victory as Alicia looks up at the entrance way and and sees a smiling Jacob Daniels and she becomes livid. The feed cuts backstage.
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[align=center]BACKSTAGE[/align]

Backstage, Brendan Callaghan is seen making his way down the hall. Wearing a “Let’s Taco Bout This” t-shirt and jeans, he’s got one hand casually in his pocket as he whistles a cheery tune. Even though he’s mostly fine now after what happened at the last Liberation show, he’s not wrestling tonight and that puts him in a happy mood. He stops in front of an office door but just as he’s about to give it a knock, Nathan opens the door from inside. Brendan retracts his hand in surprise.

Brendan Callaghan: Whoa! Heeyyyyy, Dad.

Nathan Callaghan: Son. I've been expecting you. You're just the person I wanted to see.

A grin runs over Nathan’s face as the two stand in the doorway and Nathan doesn't invite Brendan in. Brendan tries to sidestep before awkwardly backing up, frowning in confusion.

Brendan Callaghan: Uhh, Dad? Aren’t you gonna let me in?

He chuckles nervously. Nathan holds out his hand and waves it.

Nathan Callaghan: I’m busy and this will be quick. Since you had two weeks off instead of the usual one week, I think you're good to go to fight tonight. So you'll be fighting the one and only Scarlett Highland.

Nathan smiles and nods. Hearing this, Brendan’s face falls as he protests, a million and one excuses already on the tip of his tongue.

Brendan Callaghan: What?? But Dad, you didn’t book me, remember? My name’s not on the card! I know the show got postponed but you still didn’t give me a match! And the doctor said I was not cleared and technically, he did say “not cleared for next show” and you basically said the same thing! So Dad, I can’t do this match. I mean, I’m really sorry but Scarlett will have to wrestle somebody else. Not me.

Brendan shrugs and starts to back away even more to leave. Nathan crosses his arms and shrugs.

Nathan Callaghan: If you don't fight, then you lose your job. Your choice.

Brendan Callaghan: I lose my job?? What?! Why?! You’re the one who said I wasn’t cleared, Dad. And my name’s still on the card so that means no match. You can’t just spring this on me last minute. I didn’t pack my gear or trained… um, enough. I mean, I didn’t train enough. Come on, Dad! What the fuck??? You can’t do this to me!

As he runs out of excuses, he starts to panic, seeing his father’s unamused face. But then he comes back.

Brendan Callaghan: A-and remember what happened last time? The masked guy? Dad, he could still be out there! What if he attacks me again? Or what if he attacks me AND Scarlett, huh? It’ll be a total massacre! Chaos! Boom! Cancelled! Done! No, Dad. We can’t afford for this to happen. So no match. Alright? I know you’re busy so I’ll just go back now. All settled, right?

Nathan laughs and shakes his head.

Nathan Callaghan: You call yourself a Callaghan? Because a Callaghan wouldn't run from a fight. Or are you scared of Scarlett?

Nathan's brow furrows and Brendan scoffs and shakes his head.

Brendan Callaghan: What? No! I’m not afraid of her and her stupid reality show stuff!

Nathan nods.

Nathan Callaghan: Good, then you’ll be fine fighting her. Good luck.

Brendan Callaghan: But wait--!

Nathan closes the door in Brendan’s face and he sighs and rolls his eyes before walking away.

[align=center]MATCH EIGHT: SINGLES MATCH
Zeke Reed vs Emily Jackson

Emily Jackson offers a handshake to Zeke as the bell rang for the match to begin but he slaps her hand away. The two circle each other before they lock up and Zeke then puts Emily in a headlock. Emily shoves Zeke off and into the ropes. He bounces back and Emily drops him with a dropkick. Zeke gets up and Emily takes him down with a second dropkick. As he gets to his knees, Emily drops Zeke with a DDT. She pins Reed and gets a two count before he kicks out. Emily quickly climbs the top ropes and waits for Reed to get up. When he does, she leaps off, going for a crossbody but Zeke catches her with a cutter from out of nowhere.

Reed pins Jackson and gets a two count as she gets her foot on the ropes barely before the three count. Zeke stays on the offensive, kicking Emily in the chest and midsection. He picks her up and drops her with a suplex. Zeke picks Emily up again and whips her into the ropes. He charges and goes for a leaping clothesline but Emily rolls out of the way and Zeke’s face collides with the turnbuckle. Emily rolls him up but Zeke kicks out at two. Emily quickly grabs Zeke by the head and runs up the turnbuckle and hits a tornado DDT.. She pins again and gets another two count.

Emily climbs the turnbuckle again and she leaps off, nailing a frog splash and pinning Reed once more. Zeke kicks out at two again but Emily is showing off an impressive array of moves as she stays on the offensive. Emily picks Zeke up and whips him into the corner. She charges and nails him with a splash. She then climbs the turnbuckle and begins to pummel Reed in the face with several shots to the face and the crowd counts along. Just before the ten count, Zeke gathers himself and he grabs Emily by her thighs and lifts her up. Zeke hits her with a hard powerbomb.

He then lifts her up from the mat and picks her up in a suplex motion before hitting her with his patented Shot The Devil Dead (Vertical Suplex Stunner). Zeke pins Emily and he picks up the three count.

WINNER:Zeke Reed wins by pinfall @ 7:23

The referee raises Zeke’s hand in the air but he pulls it away. He stares directly into the camera and motions a belt around his waist, letting Becky and Melissa know that he’s after the Liberty Championship.[/align]

[align=center]RINGSIDE SEGMENT[/align]

Killswitch Engage’s “No End in Sight” played and Melissa Reeves walked out to a warm ovation. Held tightly on in hand was her newly won FAW Championship, and in the other a microphone. She made her way to the ring, stopping to talk to fans on her way. As she looked about ready to talk, the fans cheered again, causing her to smile wide.

Melissa: “Okay, okay guys. Thank you...thank you all for the warm reception. It’s so nice to come out here and feel that energy from you all. For me this is what the sport is all about. But, of course, some would agree. Becky Balfour, for-”

The fans jeered at the moment of her and Melissa lowered the microphone and chuckled.

Melissa: “Becky, for example. To someone like her this industry is all about her. But without you guys we wouldn’t HAVE an industry. Maybe one day she’ll see that. Odds are she won’t. Instead she’d rather be busy leading others astray. Which brings me to my opponent: Larclan.”

Her faced turned far more serious at the mention of her match.

Melissa: “Now...Larclan is a bit of an odd one. Doesn’t say much, does he? But he’s devoted to his cause. In a way it’s admirable, but when the cause is as fraudulent as Becky’s is, then it becomes sad. Sad that a man as capable as he is, is reduced to nothing more than a lackey. A sheep.”

She pointed at the ‘tron and a picture of Larclan’s head on a sheep’s body appeared. The fans laughed and cheered.

Melissa: “But whilst that may make him a moron, it doesn’t make him less of a threat in the ring. That’s fine, I enjoy a challenge. This right here-”

She raised the FAW championship.

Melissa: “This proves that I can rise to the challenge and emerge victorious.”

Again, the fans cheered. She lowered the title again.

Melissa: “And sure, this may be the title of another company - it nevertheless proves my point. I overcome the challenges thrown at me. Tonight I will overcome the challenge of Larclan. I will send a message to Becky that even she can’t ignore. And very soon I will be walking around with the Liberty Championship, just like I said I’d be walking around with this FAW title.”

With that she dropped the microphone and exited the ring, letting younger fans touch her title and her hand as she headed to the back.

[align=center]A Day in the Life of Scarlett Highland[/align]

The words 'A Day In The Life Of: Scarlett Highland' flashed across the screen in bubbly pink lettering as the camera cut to a beach.

Scarlett Highland: When your name is Scarlett Highland, everyday could be a beach day. So today, I will give you a step by step guide on how to enjoy the beach, as if you were me. First things first, ignore simple distractions.

An incoming call from Scarlett's business partner Vitor Mata is held up to the camera, but Scarlett sent it straight to ignore with a smile.

Scarlett Highland: A business partner should always know two things. First, on Wednesday's we wear pink, and second, we NEVER call each other when we're at the beach.

Highland flipped her hair.

Scarlett Highland: Another important thing, always have a pair of sunglasses handy. Trust me, there are some ungodly, awful, U-G-L-Y sights to see, and we don't want to see them.

An overweight man with a hairy chest walks towards Scarlett, but the Liberty star immediately pulls down a pink pair of shades with a disgusted look on her face.

Scarlett Highland: Get a tan...shave your chest...lose some weight!

The words were shouted with a playful venom as she turned her back from the man.

Scarlett Highland: That was totally gross, and I feel like I may have to cut this day short.

Added in jeers and 'awwwww's' were played over the video.

Scarlett Highland: Okay, okay, JUST because I'm the nicest of the nice, I'll give you one more tip for enjoying the beach like me. Always carry lotion, beach towels, beach chairs, refreshments, a portable iPhone charger, more lotion, and a beach ball.

Scarlett stopped suddenly as the video made a screeching noise.

Scarlett Highland: Wait a minute, don't actually carry that stuff yourself. If you're going to truly live a day in the life of Scarlett Highland, have OTHERS carry the stuff for you!

The camera panned back and there were three men, carrying the outrageously heavy bags full of all of Scarlett's beach supplies.

One final cut saw Scarlett laying stomach first on a beach towel in a pink bikini, kicking her legs playfully back and forth while sipping a fruity beverage through a twirly pink straw.

Scarlett Highland: And that is a Day in the Life of Scarlett Highland...on the beach!

A wink from Scarlett followed.

Scarlett Highland: You're welcome!

[align=center]MATCH NINE: FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE FOR THE ANARCHY CHAMPIONSHIP
Carina Eventide vs Alexis Mercer

The match between Alexis and Carina starts off in the ring with Alexis taking the lead in the match. Alexis threw Carina out of the ring and then exits herself. Mercer grabs a chair from under the ring and went to swing it at Carina but she ducks and Alexis hits the chair into the steel post of the ring. Alexis drops the chair as her hands are in pain and Carina takes her down with a snap german suplex. Carina picks Alexis up and tosses her over the barricade and into the crowd. The two battle back and forth through the crowd until Alexis grabs one of the chairs from the seating area and decks Carina with it.

Alexis pins Carina but only gets a two count. Alexis drags Carina backstage and Alexis throws Carina onto a catering table, making a mess everywhere. Alexis begins to pummel Carina in the face with left and right hooks before Carina grabs a plate from the catering table and smashes it over Alexis’ head. Alexis drops down and Carina pins her but only gets a two count.

Carina picks Alexis up and tries to suplex her onto the table but Alexis counters and drops Carina with a DDT on the hard backstage flooring. Alexis pins Carina but Eventide kicks out right before the three count. Alexis picks Carina up and throws her into the hard backstage wall. She then flings Carina into two doors, sending her through them and into the kitchen. The doors swing shut, so Alexis can’t see Carina for a moment. When Alexis walks through, Carina slams a steel pot over Alexis’ head. Alexis drops down and appears to be knocked out. Carina pins her and picks up the three count.


WINNER AND STILL ANARCHY CHAMPION: Carina Eventide wins by pinfall @ 7: 37

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[align=center]BACKSTAGE[/align]

Nathan Callaghan is sitting behind his desk in his office as he looks at the camera.

Nathan Callaghan: So, you’ve all been wondering what our supershow will be called next week in Boston, my hometown? I made sure to keep it simple considering we’re usually in New York, and I called it ‘Shippin’ Off To Boston’. This is our biggest show yet and I know it won’t disappoint with the roster that we ha--

Suddenly Nathan is cut off as Sean Callaghan walks into his office and slams his hands on Nathan’s desk.

Sean Callaghan: I’m sick of this shit. I’m sick of having your back and being loyal to you, only for you to get me involved in your petty shit with Brendan. I’m also sick with how you’ve treated him. I’m done. DONE!

Nathan looks at his son with a furrowed brow.

Nathan Callaghan: What do you mean by done?

Sean chuckles and shakes his head.

Sean Callaghan: What do I mean? I fucking quit! I don’t need you and I ain’t gonna have your back anymore. I’m not gonna stay close to home. I should be doing what Ryan and Liam have done. So I am gone. Out of here. Adios, motherfucker.

Sean rolls his eyes and walks out of the office and Nathan looks at the camera and chuckles.

Nathan Callaghan: Anyway, like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted… Shippin’ Off To Boston is going to be our biggest show yet. Make sure to catch it next week!

[align=center]MATCH TEN: SINGLES MATCH
Scarlett Highland vs Brendan Callaghan

The bell rang and Brendan Callaghan had a worried look on his face, knowing he wasn’t 100% after the attack he suffered two weeks ago by the masked man. Scarlett charged him and Brendan went to clothesline her but she ducked it and bounced off of the ropes. She came back and dropped Brendan with a crossbody splash. Brendan got up and Scarlett took him out with a spinning heel kick. She pinned him and got a two count.

Brendan got up and Scarlett took him out again, this time with a shotgun dropkick. She pinned once more and got another two count. Scarlett stayed on the offensive, trying to show off her abilities as she fought the owner’s eldest son. Scarlett climbed the drop rope and when Brendan got to his feet, she leaped off, going for a diving hurricarana but Brendan caught her in mid-air and dropped her with a filthy powerbomb. The moment Brendan started to get some momentum, the lights turned off.

When the lights turned back on, Brendan was lying flat on the mat, completely knocked out. Scarlett got to her feet and looked around in confusion. Scarlett waited for Brendan to get up. The dazed Callaghan got to his feet and Scarlett charged, hitting him with That Will Leave A Scar (hurricanrana into the middle turnbuckle). Brendan fell down and Scarlett pinned him, picking up the three count.

WINNER: Scarlett Highland by pinfall @ 5:25

The referee raised Scarlett’s hand in the air in victory. She soon exited the ring, leaving Brendan out of it in the middle of the ring. He struggled to his feet as a voice can be heard at the entrance way and it’s Nathan Callaghan. The camera pans to him and he has a leather jacket on, as well as a barbed wired bat in his head. He’s looking at the bat with a smile as he uses the microphone in his other hand to talk.

Nathan Callaghan: Son… You’ve been giving me shit for months, dating back to Empire. You were always the defiant one of the bunch. The one kid of mine who refused to listen to his father. Well Brendan… Are you listening now?

Nathan begins to laugh as Brendan holds himself up with the ropes and demands a mic from one of the ringside staff. He looks over at his father in shock and shakes his head as he raises the mic up to his face.

Brendan Callaghan: How could you stoop this low? How could you attack me with that!? I’m YOUR son!

Nathan laughs out loud and shakes his head.

Nathan Callaghan: The boys I raised would never turn on me like you have. Sean. Liam. Ryan. Even Michael. None of them would do what you’ve done. You deserved this.

Brendan yells into the mic.

Brendan Callaghan: NO! YOU DESERVE THIS! YOU NEED TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR ACTIONS THAT HAVE AFFECTED OUR FAMILY!

Nathan rolls his eyes.

Nathan Callaghan: I’ve done nothing but take care of my family.

Brendan Callaghan: You’re a liar and I’ve been trying to make you see that. But you want to fight? Is that what you want? Then fight me face to face. No blindside attacks. No more bullshit. Next week at Shippin’ Off To Boston, in our hometown, we end this.

Nathan thinks it over before shaking his head with a sinister look on his face. He then points the bat toward Brendan in the ring.

Nathan Callaghan: Wrong. Next week? I end you… Son.

Nathan drops the mic and walks away as Brendan drops back down to his knees and looks down at the canvas in utter shock and disbelief at what transpired.[/align]

[align=center]EARLIER TODAY[/align]

*A hand is removed from a camera showing Vítor Mata behind the wheel of car. The camera give an angle of him from the passenger side of the dashboard. He quickly looks at the camera then back to the road ahead. In a gleeful yet assertive tone he speaks*

“Finally, I am give what I rightfully deserve. A shot not only at the Liberty Championship, but a shot finally shut up and shut down The Society. For her whole reign as champion so far Becky Belfour has taken shortcuts, and used your lobotomites to achieve victory. It's the only way you can win. That's what the cage is for. To insure that you don't walk out as champion.”

*The camera shifts towards the right as Vítor turns the wheel to the right. Once he straightens it out he takes the car out of gear, and turn it off. Then he looks at the camera with conviction and confidence in his dark brown eyes*

“Once you and I are in that ring and the cage is lowered. There only is one escape for you that's going to keep you the Liberty Champion, and that's escaping the cage. Something I will not allow to happen. I move like death, you won't even make halfway up the cage before I pull back down and make a Jackson Pollock painting with your blood. I do intend to cause intentionally bodily harm, I don't just want the belt. I want to know as the man who ended The Society. It'll be a good showing for my protege to see while she's at ringside, and it’ll be a good showing for your fiance, microphallus, and ugly to see while they're in the back screaming and crying. That would be a sight to see, three men in tears while I make their supposed goddess unrecognizable. Becky, you say I'm all words, you'll find that simply isn't true. Every single threat, every single visual I planted in your mind will come true.”

*Vítor takes a drink from bottle of water, which he grabs from the cupholder off screen. When he's finished, he wipes his upper lip and puts his it back. He continues in his slow, assertive yet calm voice.*

“I will however offer you a way out. Even though I enjoy inflicting pain, and I'll especially enjoy inflicting pain upon you, Becky. The Portuguese people are fair and just, and I will honor that. Here is my ultimatum, if you lay down and take the pin, I won't make you look 10 times worse than Rihanna did. Simple as that, basic stuff. I'm not asking you to humiliate yourself. I'm asking you to give me what rightfully belong to the Portuguese people and myself. From there I will defend the championship like a proper champion should. I will wipe off the filth that you and the rest of the Society have put on it. After that you're free to wallow in mediocrity with your brainwashed circus animals.

*Vítor puts his hand over the camera and the video feed ends, and the phrase “Vitória para mim, vitória para Portugal” appears on screen in white letter in the onyx font before the screen fade to black and the video officially ends.*

[align=center]MATCH ELEVEN: SINGLES MATCH
Melissa Reeves vs Larclan

The match starts off with Melissa Reeves and Larclan shouting at each other in the middle of the ring, showing disdain for each other. The bell rang and the action was fast from the get go with Larclan ducking under and away from Melissa's strikes. Melissa is able to finally nail a knee to Larclan’s gut before setting him up for a DDT but he counters and nailed her with a northern lights suplex.

Larclan bounced to his feet and screamed at the crowd and then at Reeves. Larclan picked Melissa up but Mel countered and shoved Larclan off before hitting him with a standing enziguri. Melissa would soon lock in a side headlock, showing off her submission abilities as Larclan struggled towards the ropes. Larclan looked as if he was going to tap but hhe eventually got a foot on the ropes and the referee told Melissa to break the hold and she complied.

Melissa waited for Larclan to get to his feet and when he did, she charged and went for a clothesline. Larclan ducked it. As Melissa turned, Larclan came in and hit a running knee strike. Melissa looked out and Larclan pinned her, picking up a two count before Melissa kicked out. Larclan called for Melissa to get to her feet. Reeves would stumble to her feet and Larclan charged forward, going for a discus clothesline but Melissa ducked under it. Larclan turned and Melissa dropkicked Larclan in the face. He stumbled to his knees and Melissa dropped him with a hurricanrana driver.

Melissa then stalked over Larclan and when he got to his feet, she dropped him with the Deconstructor (Codebreaker). Reeves pinned Larclan and got the three count.

WINNER: Melissa Reeves wins by pinfall @ 7:45[/align]

When the match is over, #TheSociety charge into the ring but Melissa slides out and walks backwards up the entrance way with a grin on her face.
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[align=center]EARLIER TODAY[/align]

The cage was lowered over the ring. Inside of the ring was #TheSociety mouthpiece and Liberty champion, Becky Balfour. Wearing a pair of jeans, Converse sneakers, a black tank, a leather jacket and signature sunglasses, Becky approached the cage. She wrapped her hands around the grating of the cage and gave it a firm pull.

Becky Balfour: Animals. That's what we're being treated as tonight, Vitor.

The camera flashed to black and white, then a shade of Gray, cutting to shots of Becky laughing, but then oddly back to her clutching the cage through her fingers.

Becky Balfour: This ring is our battleground. The cage is supposed to be our executioner. The steel that rips at our flesh. The cold, hard, pain it dishes out...the blood it will spill. All for people in their seats, shoving kernels of popcorn in their mouth while splashing it down with soda. They are entertained, are they not?

The camera switched again to Becky in the ring, spinning around with her arms outstretched shouting 'Are you not entertained!?'.

It cut back to Becky as she let go of the cage and walked to the middle of the ring.

Becky Balfour: While we are ripped to shreds, fighting it out for the entertainment of people who don't give a damn about us, who is profiting off of it? Nathan Callaghan. Liberty Pro. That money isn't going to Portugal, or Detroit, it's going in their pockets, but hey, they're pulling the strings. We just do what they tell us.

The camera switched to Becky screaming with her hands ripping into her face, but then cut back to her on her knees in the ring.

Becky Balfour: I'm not a puppet, and they aren't pulling MY strings. I know who and what I fight for, and tonight, we go to war over my Liberty title. A title you want desperately. It gives you a feeling of accomplishment. Something to be proud of. For me? For US? It's our entire reason for existing in Liberty. Without the Liberty Championship, #TheSociety would be rotting away, not given a chance. Look what they did to Seth Lawless just last week.

Becky removed the sunglasses to look straight into the camera.

Becky Balfour: Do you think I will roll over, lay down and let you take our lifeblood from me tonight, Vitor? Do you see me as a failure, ready to let down my family in a match they aren't even allowed to witness at ringside? You claim being Chandler, a former nine time world champion was an accomplishment, and if it's one you're proud of, make not that #TheSociety ended him before you even got the chance to finally send him packing. We took his soul, his will to fight, and we tarnished his reputation, nearly as bad as you tarnished your own by walking out on him and Emily in that very match.

And then you have the balls to say I'm afraid of you? I didn't run when coming face to face with you, it was you who ran when coming face to face with me. Tonight...there is no running.

'No Running! No Running! NO RUNNING!' was heard now in the camera cuts by The Followers, repeating over and over in the background.

Becky Balfour: Tonight, there are no excuses. Tonight, I make a statement. Blood will be spilled. Pain will be felt and the Liberty championship? It will remain in #TheSociety.

The camera cut one more time and when the static on the shot settled, Becky was sitting at the top of the cage, with her Liberty Championship over her shoulder lazily.

Becky Balfour: At the end of the night...all will be right...in Liberty. Still.

Static cut one more time as Becky's laugh was heard as the scene faded out.

[align=center]MAIN EVENT: CAGE MATCH FOR THE LIBERTY CHAMPIONSHIP
Becky Balfour vs Vitor Mata

With the door closed shut, the bell rang leaving Liberty champion Becky Balfour alone for the first time in her career with an opponent, Vitor Mata. There were no Followers or Society members allowed at ringside. Vitor stalked the champion with a smirk on his face as Becky kept turning her body in a circle to keep up with the challenger. Vitor made the first move, grabbing Becky by the hair, but it was a mistake that the champion was ready for, as she lifted her right foot and connected with a kick below the belt, dropping Mata.

With the challenger down, it was all Balfour at the moment. She delivered multiple stomps to his back in an effort to keep him down. Satisfied with herself, Becky ran to the cage and began scaling it quickly. Not looking back was a mistake as Mata made it up and over to her, grabbing her foot and pulling her off the side of the cage. Becky’s face hit the mat hard as Mata picked her up and threw her into the corner, following right behind with a corner kick to the face. He rolled Becky up as she collapsed but the champion kicked out at a two count. Vitor shouted to the referee that he needed to count faster next time.

It was all the challenger at this point, as he hit Becky with a multitude of suplexes, including a snap suplex, t-bone suplex and concluded the trilogy with a german suplex. He went for another pin, but somehow, Balfour got her shoulder up again. Taking full advantage of the type of match this was, Mata picked Becky up and whipped her across the ring, sending her face first into the cage! As Becky fell back to the mat, a small cut opened up on her forehead. Mata’s confident smirk said all that needed to be said as he went for another cover. Becky kicked out at a two again.

Mata maintained his composure and waited for the champion to get to her feet. As she did, he ran towards her and went for a leaping one foot kick but Becky ducked it as Mata’s foot crashed into the cage. Becky acted quick, grabbing the back of his head and slamming it into the cage three times before letting Mata fall. Becky put a finger to her forehead and then looked at the red on her fingertips and appeared flustered at seeing her own blood on her fingertips. She grabbed the cage and began shaking it, shouting at the Followers who were nowhere to be found. She stomped her feet and turned around just as Mata was getting to his feet. Becky grabbed his head quickly and hooked him, hitting a signature snap ddt and then shouting ‘it’s over!’ as she went for a pin. To her surprise, the challenger kicked out at a two count!

Becky screamed, her voice shrieking throughout the building as she started walking towards the cage door. Upon reaching it, she shouted to ‘open it’ as the outside referee opened the door. Becky stepped through the ropes and both feet hit the ring steps. Before her foot could touch the floor, Mata had a handful of her blonde hair and dragged her back into the ring as Becky reached both hands out towards the door, wiggling her fingertips, wanting nothing more than this match to end. It was then that Mata shoved her towards the door only to catch her with a Pele kick! The crowd stood on their feet, sensing a new champion. Mata hurried to the fallen champion and went for a pin. Becky kicked out again!

Mata was now visibly frustrated as he began climbing the cage, ready to escape. As he made his way halfway up the structure, he saw Becky crawling towards the cage door. The door was pulled open by the referee and Mata saw a chance to end the match in spectacular fashion. He looked down at Becky as he reached the top of the cage. The Pride of Portugal stood up, gaining his balance and attempted to time his jump to connect with the champion. With the fans going crazy at seeing him standing at the top of the cage, the challenger leapt off, but Becky saw it coming! The frog splash attempt from the top of the cage connected with nothing but the ring mat as Becky rolled out of the way.

The impact was brutal on the challenger, who immediately rolled to his back, clutching his ribs, trying to get a breath. Becky looked at the open door and scoffed, instead lifting Mata from the mat. She leaned into his ear and shrieked before hitting the ‘Hear Me Out’ Reverse DDT finish. Hooking a leg, the referee dropped into position and made the three count, making this a successful championship defense for Becky Balfour.

WINNER AND STILL LIBERTY CHAMPION: Becky Balfour by pinfall @ 22:06

‘Youth Gone Wild’ began playing as Becky’s championship was handed to the referee inside the ring as he handed it to Becky who hugged it close. An exhausted and nearly defeated Becky dropped to her knees after the hard fought championship contest. On her knees, she crawled over towards the defeated Pride of Portugal. Becky placed her Liberty Championship face plate down on the face of Mata and outstretched her arms while still on her knees. Dried up blood and a smile coated her face as the cameras cut to the Liberty logo as Becky had her moment of celebration after an undisputed championship defense.
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