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Liberty Pro Presents...
Episode Eighty of Liberation
Live from the Callaghan Warehouse in Brooklyn, NY
On Friday, November 18th, 2022
Episode Eighty of Liberation
Live from the Callaghan Warehouse in Brooklyn, NY
On Friday, November 18th, 2022
BACKSTAGE
Kendrick is seen standing on a podium with the Anarchy Championship displayed on the top of it. He had a big grin on his face before talking.
Kendrick Kross: I’ve been your Champion for 3 months now and will continue to be your champion for a long time.
Kendrick smirks and takes a drink of water from the bottle sitting next to the Anarchy Championship.
Kendrick Kross: I’ve said it before, but everyone should know it by now that I am the best Anarchy Champion this company has seen. Doesn’t matter who wins that number one contenders match tonight, they’ll just be my next victim.
Kendrick chuckles a bit and shakes his head
Kendrick Kross: I hope it’s Lukas York honestly, so I can put him where he belongs and get rid of that pest.
Kendrick rolls his eyes and takes another sip of the water.
Kendrick Kross: But let’s talk about my match tonight. I’m in the opener with 3 other people. The OPENER. I shouldn’t be in the opener unless it’s a title match. Which clearly this isn’t. Which makes me very unhappy, and me being unhappy isn’t the best thing.
Kendrick slams his fist on the podium as everything rattles though the Anarchy Championship holds its spot.
Kendrick Kross: Chase, Avery and Brea. None of you three have done anything to bother me but you also won’t be leaving tonight with a W. I refuse to be put in the opener and then lose. It’s a disgrace to me anyways.
Kendrick takes a few deep breaths as he’s clearly upset now.
Kendrick Kross: This is just straight ass bullshit. Your best l and record holding Anarchy Champion in the opener? Something isn’t right here and I’ll make sure to find out but tonight the three stepping into the ring with me will pay the price for me being pissed off. Hope you all 3 are ready to leave with a big L because that’s what’s happening.
With that Kendrick takes the Anarchy Championship and pushes the podium down and blows by the camera putting his hand in the lens as well.
Narrator: This has been a public service announcement brought to you by your Anarchy Champion, Kendrick Kross, pissed off.
Kendrick is seen standing on a podium with the Anarchy Championship displayed on the top of it. He had a big grin on his face before talking.
Kendrick Kross: I’ve been your Champion for 3 months now and will continue to be your champion for a long time.
Kendrick smirks and takes a drink of water from the bottle sitting next to the Anarchy Championship.
Kendrick Kross: I’ve said it before, but everyone should know it by now that I am the best Anarchy Champion this company has seen. Doesn’t matter who wins that number one contenders match tonight, they’ll just be my next victim.
Kendrick chuckles a bit and shakes his head
Kendrick Kross: I hope it’s Lukas York honestly, so I can put him where he belongs and get rid of that pest.
Kendrick rolls his eyes and takes another sip of the water.
Kendrick Kross: But let’s talk about my match tonight. I’m in the opener with 3 other people. The OPENER. I shouldn’t be in the opener unless it’s a title match. Which clearly this isn’t. Which makes me very unhappy, and me being unhappy isn’t the best thing.
Kendrick slams his fist on the podium as everything rattles though the Anarchy Championship holds its spot.
Kendrick Kross: Chase, Avery and Brea. None of you three have done anything to bother me but you also won’t be leaving tonight with a W. I refuse to be put in the opener and then lose. It’s a disgrace to me anyways.
Kendrick takes a few deep breaths as he’s clearly upset now.
Kendrick Kross: This is just straight ass bullshit. Your best l and record holding Anarchy Champion in the opener? Something isn’t right here and I’ll make sure to find out but tonight the three stepping into the ring with me will pay the price for me being pissed off. Hope you all 3 are ready to leave with a big L because that’s what’s happening.
With that Kendrick takes the Anarchy Championship and pushes the podium down and blows by the camera putting his hand in the lens as well.
Narrator: This has been a public service announcement brought to you by your Anarchy Champion, Kendrick Kross, pissed off.
MATCH ONE: ANARCHY CHAMPIONSHIP
Kendrick Kross vs Chase Romano vs Avery Smith vs Brea Lombardi
Kendrick Kross vs Chase Romano vs Avery Smith vs Brea Lombardi
| RECAP Before the match begins, it’s announced that Kendrick is defending the Anarchy Championship. He now has a 75% chance of losing and he doesn’t even have to be pinned! The match is full of anarchy and carnage. Avery had a near fall on Brea but Chase broke it up. Romano showed off some amazing abilities in this one, showing that she had been improving more and more as the months had gone by. But Lombardi hit a diving moonsault onto Chase, taking her out! But BANG! Kendrick cracked a chair over Lombardi’s head and pinned her! He got the three count and the win! Another big defense by K2! WINNER Kendrick Kross METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 8:32 FINISHING MOVE Chairshot |
BACKSTAGE
In quite an exploratory video sequence, we are welcome with multiple vignettes of gorgeous nature scenes, mountains, beaches, hillsides, and rocky ravines, a multitude of displays that functioned in high frequency, as they do so the images begin to change with rapid succession from the nature filled vignettes to universal mappings of the galax and stars, quasar clouds, and planet renders, each going more rapidly and rapidly as the two different types of imagery begin to collude and align throughout the montage. Finishing with a bold white font, in basic Arial Black, coining the phrase “#WEARETHELIGHT”.
The sequence of footage stays there momentarily before we pan to the backstage parking area, a sound of heavy footsteps being taken are followed by the approaching vignettes of one of Liberty Pro’s Returning Stars the Former Liberty US Champion and the wrestler we all know as the “Lightbringer” Kaia Grainger is now paired with her esteemed beau and the one she affectionately calls Antares, though others might know him as the Red Star or the Avenger, Asher Miles.
Kaia Grainger: “It feels strange being back here, strange in an unfamiliar sense, like some of the light that formerly existed has faded, evaporated.”
She seemed to pause in her speech letting a small frown form over her face, while this wouldn’t be something she’d normally disclose to many others, Asher knew of her “gifts” as we’ll call them and knew that she could see or experience things that others could not. To most it would’ve been considered a parlor trick, but this is why she kept her secrets safely veiled beneath the surface.
Kaia Grainger: “I suppose it’s a good thing I have you along with myself to bring it back, otherwise I’m not sure if I would be able to do so all on my own.”
Perhaps she under estimated her ability or simply just enjoyed the presence of her boyfriend in the same company as she was. A little insurance policy in case some dirty tricks happened like those she faced in some of her previous matches. Everyone needed someone to have their backs.
Asher should his head before he replied.
Asher Miles: With or without me? You would’ve been fine. Your light always shines brightest with your back against the wall. That’s why you were an amazing US Champion. But I’m happy to be here with you. And I’m here to show everyone that we’re not just bringing you’re light but we’re bringing the fire of a thousand suns. They’ll see just how much the fire of the Antares burns.
She smiled obviously wrapped in the words he expressed nodding her head along with what he was saying.
Kaia Grainger: “I don’t think we really need to say much else about it, let’s show them exactly how it’s done”
She kissed him softly taking his hand in hers and leading him down the hallway.
In quite an exploratory video sequence, we are welcome with multiple vignettes of gorgeous nature scenes, mountains, beaches, hillsides, and rocky ravines, a multitude of displays that functioned in high frequency, as they do so the images begin to change with rapid succession from the nature filled vignettes to universal mappings of the galax and stars, quasar clouds, and planet renders, each going more rapidly and rapidly as the two different types of imagery begin to collude and align throughout the montage. Finishing with a bold white font, in basic Arial Black, coining the phrase “#WEARETHELIGHT”.
The sequence of footage stays there momentarily before we pan to the backstage parking area, a sound of heavy footsteps being taken are followed by the approaching vignettes of one of Liberty Pro’s Returning Stars the Former Liberty US Champion and the wrestler we all know as the “Lightbringer” Kaia Grainger is now paired with her esteemed beau and the one she affectionately calls Antares, though others might know him as the Red Star or the Avenger, Asher Miles.
Kaia Grainger: “It feels strange being back here, strange in an unfamiliar sense, like some of the light that formerly existed has faded, evaporated.”
She seemed to pause in her speech letting a small frown form over her face, while this wouldn’t be something she’d normally disclose to many others, Asher knew of her “gifts” as we’ll call them and knew that she could see or experience things that others could not. To most it would’ve been considered a parlor trick, but this is why she kept her secrets safely veiled beneath the surface.
Kaia Grainger: “I suppose it’s a good thing I have you along with myself to bring it back, otherwise I’m not sure if I would be able to do so all on my own.”
Perhaps she under estimated her ability or simply just enjoyed the presence of her boyfriend in the same company as she was. A little insurance policy in case some dirty tricks happened like those she faced in some of her previous matches. Everyone needed someone to have their backs.
Asher should his head before he replied.
Asher Miles: With or without me? You would’ve been fine. Your light always shines brightest with your back against the wall. That’s why you were an amazing US Champion. But I’m happy to be here with you. And I’m here to show everyone that we’re not just bringing you’re light but we’re bringing the fire of a thousand suns. They’ll see just how much the fire of the Antares burns.
She smiled obviously wrapped in the words he expressed nodding her head along with what he was saying.
Kaia Grainger: “I don’t think we really need to say much else about it, let’s show them exactly how it’s done”
She kissed him softly taking his hand in hers and leading him down the hallway.
MATCH TWO: ANARCHY #1 CONTENDER
Asher Miles vs Lukas York
Asher Miles vs Lukas York
| RECAP Asher Miles and Lukas York both wanted this match. Lukas because he wanted a shot at Kendrick and Asher because he wanted to prove how great he was in his debut in Liberty. Both men beat the utter living hell out of each other but by the end of it, it looked like York was getting the edge. But suddenly, Kendrick Kross appeared and he slammed his championship right into Lukas face! Asher then hit the top ropes and BANG! The Red Star (Shooting Star Press)! He pinned and got the three count. WINNER Asher Miles METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 12:22 FINISHING MOVE The Red Star POST MATCH Kendrick then slid in the ring and he tried to do to Asher what he did to Lukas earlier but Miles saw it coming and he countered with a slingblade. Kendrick rolled out of the ring and he jawed with Asher. Miles told Kendrick he’s going to pay for getting into his business and that he’ll see why Asher is called the Avenger. |
BACKSTAGE
Opening backstage, Melissa Reeves is standing beside Miki - who is showing slight effects from her recent assault on a Millennium Wrestling show. Melissa holds her baseball bat at her side and addresses the camera directly.
“Is this all meant to impress me? To intimidate me? You’ve failed.”
Melissa sneers.
“Seems to me that this so-called group, The Division, are focused on crossing me over and over. Not just me, either. Last show at Millennium they cost me the match, a cheap tactic, by attacking my prodigy here…but what else can be expected from a group like them? I’m sure tonight they’ll go out of their way to cheat a win, then defend it with the “any means necessary” type of stance. So I ask again, is it meant to impress?”
She scoffs.
“I don’t blame them, though. They’re a symptom, not the cause. No, I blame wrestling itself. I blame Liberty. I blame Nathan Callaghan. I blame everyone here who thinks that they can compete outside of the rules. I blame everyone who allows that to happen. I blame anyone who ever says “but the bad guys lose in the end” because they don’t always, and doing nothing about this disease in our industry is unacceptable. For a long time I fought for justice.”
She sighs.
“But that time is gone, there’s no justice here. So instead I will settle on vengeance.”
Bat raised, she lifts the camera a tad higher with it.
“I know I’m outnumbered, I know I’m outgunned, but what they lack is dedication. How easily you all like to forget that the first person to dismantle The Society, the first to dethrone them from the top of Liberty, was me. Once I set myself a goal, I never stop.”
She shakes her head.
“Tonight’s match pairs me up with some immensely talented people, but they’re not my allies and their goals aren’t mine. Hell, one has stabbed me in the back before, I expect no allegiance from him and owe him none in return. These people want victory, success, to feel that rush of the win. But me? I’m past that now. Now it’s about sending a message. So whether tonight, tomorrow or some point in the future, there will be a reckoning. Count on it.”
She shoves the camera back with her bat, before she and Miki leave the shot.
Opening backstage, Melissa Reeves is standing beside Miki - who is showing slight effects from her recent assault on a Millennium Wrestling show. Melissa holds her baseball bat at her side and addresses the camera directly.
“Is this all meant to impress me? To intimidate me? You’ve failed.”
Melissa sneers.
“Seems to me that this so-called group, The Division, are focused on crossing me over and over. Not just me, either. Last show at Millennium they cost me the match, a cheap tactic, by attacking my prodigy here…but what else can be expected from a group like them? I’m sure tonight they’ll go out of their way to cheat a win, then defend it with the “any means necessary” type of stance. So I ask again, is it meant to impress?”
She scoffs.
“I don’t blame them, though. They’re a symptom, not the cause. No, I blame wrestling itself. I blame Liberty. I blame Nathan Callaghan. I blame everyone here who thinks that they can compete outside of the rules. I blame everyone who allows that to happen. I blame anyone who ever says “but the bad guys lose in the end” because they don’t always, and doing nothing about this disease in our industry is unacceptable. For a long time I fought for justice.”
She sighs.
“But that time is gone, there’s no justice here. So instead I will settle on vengeance.”
Bat raised, she lifts the camera a tad higher with it.
“I know I’m outnumbered, I know I’m outgunned, but what they lack is dedication. How easily you all like to forget that the first person to dismantle The Society, the first to dethrone them from the top of Liberty, was me. Once I set myself a goal, I never stop.”
She shakes her head.
“Tonight’s match pairs me up with some immensely talented people, but they’re not my allies and their goals aren’t mine. Hell, one has stabbed me in the back before, I expect no allegiance from him and owe him none in return. These people want victory, success, to feel that rush of the win. But me? I’m past that now. Now it’s about sending a message. So whether tonight, tomorrow or some point in the future, there will be a reckoning. Count on it.”
She shoves the camera back with her bat, before she and Miki leave the shot.
MATCH THREE: OLD FRIENDS, NEW FOES?
Warren Corbett vs Seth Lawless
Warren Corbett vs Seth Lawless
| RECAP These two old friends went to war in this match. Seth thought he had the win in hand when he went for Detroit Is Burning but Warren jumped over Seth somehow! When Seth turned into Warren, he was taken out with the Warhammer!!! Warren pinned and got the three count! WINNER Warren Corbett METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 7:32 FINISHING MOVE Warhammer POSTMATCH Warren drops to the mat, rolling out of the ring and walking up to the commentators table. He grabs and microphone, followed by a black bag. As he walked to the ring, some had seen him carrying this mysterious black bag, but it had sat at ringside the entire match. Warren tucks it into his gut, before rolling under the bottom rope into the ring again. He stands in the middle of the ring, letting his arm holding the bag fall to his side. Warren Corbett: It is strange, isn’t it? The unthinkable happened, and Becky Balfour is no longer part of Liberty Pro. Moreover, #TheSociety is all but dead and gone. Who would’ve known that at the very same moment, Liberty who have issues of their own. One could make the connection that without #TheSociety, there IS no Liberty Pro, but I digress. In truth, I actually want Liberty Pro to grow and progress beyond this point, because if Liberty is growing then so am I. I’ve already made the transformation of Henchman to Liberty Champion. Having regained his breathing now, he turns his gaze towards Seth. Lawless has used the nearby ropes to help himself up, leaning into the corner. Warren Corbett: Liberty wanted to test me, wanted to throw something at me that it thought I couldn’t recover from. It pit me against my brother, Seth Lawless, and it thought I wouldn’t be able to follow through with it. Liberty thought I would crumble at the thought of having to put down my dear brother. If being on the Liberty Pro roster has taught me anything, it’s that sometimes you must smother what you love most, in order to reach your pinnacle. I’d never say that Seth was holding me back, because with he, Becky and Dex, I reached new heights. But if I must kill my past to have a future, then kill the past I must. Seth looks at him across the ring with a raised eyebrow. Not only did Warren not tell him about the move he was pulling, but he had no clue where it was coming from. Completely unexpected. Warren undoes the tie on the top of the black bag, before reaching in and pulling out a gold-plated championship. One that Liberty Pro, nor the wrestling world, has seen before. Warren Corbett: As the surviving member, I present you with #TheSociety Heavyweight Championship. If Seth were to beat me tonight, it would’ve been him carrying on this legacy. Instead, it’s me, and honestly, it was always going to be me. As a former Liberty Champion, a former Anarchy Champion, a former Tag Team Champion, I wondered what was next. What lies on the horizon here in Liberty Pro for a man that has done it all. Not just holding a championship, but having my very own championship that’s named after yours truly and stands for what I believe! Still standing in the middle of the ring, he turns towards Seth who is still leaning in the corner. Seth looks confused now more than ever. Warren lies the belt face open on the ground in front of him, then steps closer to Seth. He lies a hand on Seth’s shoulder. Warren Corbett: I’m sorry brother, I know you understand. Lawless arched his eyebrow like never before, before Corbett hits him with a hard lariat into the corner without warning! He grabs Seth by the arm, yanking him out of the corner with a short-arm to pull him right into the Battle Ax (HIGH IMPACT Spinning Spinebuster) right onto the championship! Warren stares at Lawless through fiery eyes, before picking up #TheSociety Heavyweight Championship and raising it into the air. The audience is shocked, but Corbett looks more powerful than ever, before the fade. |
BACKSTAGE
We cut backstage to Gavin Grimes and Skye Summers in their shared locker room. Gavin was finishing up tying up the shoestrings to his favorite pair of Kobe’s while Skye was off to the side, getting ready herself. When Gavin finished, he looked over at Skye with a furrowed brow.
Gavin Grimes: You think we can pull this one off? I know Jackal just does her job but she still is SABER. It makes things weird, for sure. Then having Melissa on our team? We had issues in Vengeance and Millennium. We still ain’t really on the best of terms.
He shrugged his shoulders.
Gavin Grimes: Odds are kinda stacked against us.
Skye slinked over and wrapped her hands around the back of Gavin’s head, staring down into his eyes while doing so.
Skye Summers: I think we’re at our best when the odds are stacked against us. Besides, what is it we’re really after here? The W? Or do we really just want to make a lasting impression on those clowns and send a message?
She shrugs.
Skye Summers: So what if Jackal or Reeves eats the pin? Big whoop. What’s important is that we make the Division feel pain. Real pain. Not some minor annoyance. I want them to regret this match for days… no… weeks to come.
Gavin nods in agreement with a smirk.
Gavin Grimes: You always know how to say the right things. And shit, it’s time we send a message to Jack again. And his dumb SABER crew and all the dumb fuckin’ Division morons. They want division? Fuck it. Tonight we gonna divide and conquer and show the world how much a force you and I are together.
Skye smiles as she releases Gavin and begins to stretch.
Skye Summers: Funny how big bad Jack needs so much back up. He gave you shit about hiring me yet he’s got Katz and an entire stable backing him up. Someone needs to teach that boy that talking as much as he does only gives him more opportunity to sound stupid. He’s a walking contradiction.
She smirks.
Skye Summers: Who may not be walking much longer.
Gavin quips back.
Gavin Grimes: Careful now, you go for his knee again, he might abduct another teenage family member to get to you or me.
Gavin laughs and rolls his eyes.
Gavin Grimes: And don’t forget he’s got Rhys Adelson as back up too. He’s getting everyone he possibly can to gain leverage. It’s fuckin’ sad. But hey, I get one person and a few decoys to back me up and suddenly, I’m a big bitch, right? What a fuckin’ moron. But hey, retard cowboys love to talk in circles I guess.
Skye smirks.
Skye Summers: That’s not all they like to do in circles.
She mimes jerking off, just in case it wasn’t clear enough.
Gavin Grimes: Dunno who he likes doing that more with, Thacher or Julian?
He laughs and shakes his head.
Gavin Grimes: But I digress. At the end of the night? Win or loss? You and I are going to send a message and that’s not to fuck with us and that Jack is living on borrowed time. The GEW Grand Championship will be coming back to me.
Skye Summers: Right where it belongs.
She thinks for a moment.
Skye Summers: Speaking of Savell it sounds like he may be ringside. Should we be worried?
Gavin shakes his head.
Gavin Grimes: Nah. He’ll be chillin with Ashleigh. He’ll stay on the sidelines out of respect for her. He’s a bitch but he’s got a soft spot for certain people. She’s one of em.
Skye sighs a bit.
Skye Summers: Guess she has that effect on people. At least it’ll benefit us this time.
Then she grins.
Skye Summers: Maybe I should steal Jack’s title like I did Myra’s. Something tells me he’d take it worse than she has.
He nods in agreement.
Gavin Grimes: You ain’t wrong. When things don’t go his way, he cries like a baby. When I told em I told Ray to break up with em and he believed it and freaked out? My god. It was hilarious. I think you should take it. I miss seeing you walking around naked in it, to be honest.
Skye laughs!
Skye Summers: Then if the opportunity presents itself…
She walks over and kisses Gavin softly on the lips before booping his nose.
Skye Summers: …I absolutely will.
Gavin grins widely.
Gavin Grimes: Good.
Grimes then glares over at the camera.
Gavin Grimes: I think it’s time for the camera to get outta here and let us finish up our pregame shit? Yeah?
Gavin starts pushing the camera out before shutting the door behind him and the scene cuts away.
We cut backstage to Gavin Grimes and Skye Summers in their shared locker room. Gavin was finishing up tying up the shoestrings to his favorite pair of Kobe’s while Skye was off to the side, getting ready herself. When Gavin finished, he looked over at Skye with a furrowed brow.
Gavin Grimes: You think we can pull this one off? I know Jackal just does her job but she still is SABER. It makes things weird, for sure. Then having Melissa on our team? We had issues in Vengeance and Millennium. We still ain’t really on the best of terms.
He shrugged his shoulders.
Gavin Grimes: Odds are kinda stacked against us.
Skye slinked over and wrapped her hands around the back of Gavin’s head, staring down into his eyes while doing so.
Skye Summers: I think we’re at our best when the odds are stacked against us. Besides, what is it we’re really after here? The W? Or do we really just want to make a lasting impression on those clowns and send a message?
She shrugs.
Skye Summers: So what if Jackal or Reeves eats the pin? Big whoop. What’s important is that we make the Division feel pain. Real pain. Not some minor annoyance. I want them to regret this match for days… no… weeks to come.
Gavin nods in agreement with a smirk.
Gavin Grimes: You always know how to say the right things. And shit, it’s time we send a message to Jack again. And his dumb SABER crew and all the dumb fuckin’ Division morons. They want division? Fuck it. Tonight we gonna divide and conquer and show the world how much a force you and I are together.
Skye smiles as she releases Gavin and begins to stretch.
Skye Summers: Funny how big bad Jack needs so much back up. He gave you shit about hiring me yet he’s got Katz and an entire stable backing him up. Someone needs to teach that boy that talking as much as he does only gives him more opportunity to sound stupid. He’s a walking contradiction.
She smirks.
Skye Summers: Who may not be walking much longer.
Gavin quips back.
Gavin Grimes: Careful now, you go for his knee again, he might abduct another teenage family member to get to you or me.
Gavin laughs and rolls his eyes.
Gavin Grimes: And don’t forget he’s got Rhys Adelson as back up too. He’s getting everyone he possibly can to gain leverage. It’s fuckin’ sad. But hey, I get one person and a few decoys to back me up and suddenly, I’m a big bitch, right? What a fuckin’ moron. But hey, retard cowboys love to talk in circles I guess.
Skye smirks.
Skye Summers: That’s not all they like to do in circles.
She mimes jerking off, just in case it wasn’t clear enough.
Gavin Grimes: Dunno who he likes doing that more with, Thacher or Julian?
He laughs and shakes his head.
Gavin Grimes: But I digress. At the end of the night? Win or loss? You and I are going to send a message and that’s not to fuck with us and that Jack is living on borrowed time. The GEW Grand Championship will be coming back to me.
Skye Summers: Right where it belongs.
She thinks for a moment.
Skye Summers: Speaking of Savell it sounds like he may be ringside. Should we be worried?
Gavin shakes his head.
Gavin Grimes: Nah. He’ll be chillin with Ashleigh. He’ll stay on the sidelines out of respect for her. He’s a bitch but he’s got a soft spot for certain people. She’s one of em.
Skye sighs a bit.
Skye Summers: Guess she has that effect on people. At least it’ll benefit us this time.
Then she grins.
Skye Summers: Maybe I should steal Jack’s title like I did Myra’s. Something tells me he’d take it worse than she has.
He nods in agreement.
Gavin Grimes: You ain’t wrong. When things don’t go his way, he cries like a baby. When I told em I told Ray to break up with em and he believed it and freaked out? My god. It was hilarious. I think you should take it. I miss seeing you walking around naked in it, to be honest.
Skye laughs!
Skye Summers: Then if the opportunity presents itself…
She walks over and kisses Gavin softly on the lips before booping his nose.
Skye Summers: …I absolutely will.
Gavin grins widely.
Gavin Grimes: Good.
Grimes then glares over at the camera.
Gavin Grimes: I think it’s time for the camera to get outta here and let us finish up our pregame shit? Yeah?
Gavin starts pushing the camera out before shutting the door behind him and the scene cuts away.
BACKSTAGE
The cameras begin rolling backstage and Tim Anderson is seen standing with tonight’s competing members of The Division. Tyson Gregory, Jack Graves, Wade Manson, and Thatcher Ray Nash are all in their ring gear, ready for battle and looking rather annoyed at being stopped for an interview. Tim clearly doesn’t want to be there either, and the fear on his face is crystal clear as he holds up the microphone to speak.
Tim Anderson: Tim Anderson here and I’m backstage with The Div–
He doesn’t have time to even finish his first sentence before Graves steps forward and yanks the microphone from his hand. He shifts the GEW championship on his shoulder and raises the mic to his own mouth as he towers over Anderson.
Jack Graves: We can handle it from here. You’re dismissed.
Tim looks at the camera, and then back at the men as if he was considering his choice. This annoys Jack more and he forcefully shoulder bumps Anderson out of the shot before speaking directly into the camera.
Jack Graves: They wanted us to come out here and say a few words before our match tonight, so heeeeere we are. Although, there’s really not much to say, is there? I suppose you want me to tell you that we are going to use the magical power of teamwork to stomp the shit out of anyone who gets in our way. Right?
Jack looks over his shoulder at the group, and there’s a collective laugh from everyone.
Jack Graves: You already knew that. I don’t have to tell you. We let our actions speak louder than words ever could, and the actions? They say that we’ve been absolutely dominant in this business as of late. We OWN this shit. The proof is in the pudding. I mean, just take a look at what happened the last time I was in a ring with two of our opponents tonight.
Jack nods his head toward the screen beside them and clips from his recent war with Gavin Grimes begins to play. It then slowly transitions to his match against Skye, showing the sickening finish twice for emphasis. The four of them watch intently, oohing and ahhing. Somehow Thatcher has even found a bag of popcorn that he is munching on as he watches the television. Once it’s over, the three other men give Jack a round of applause, and they all fist bump for solidarity.
Jack raises the mic again and continues.
Jack Graves: Now, I know what you’re going to say. “What about the other two competitors, Jack?”
He shrugs, giving the camera a smirk.
Jack Graves: What about em? I mean, don’t get me wrong… I have a lot of respect for what they’ve done. Hell, I LIKE Jackal and I don’t like very many people. I go to the range with her and Katz all the time. But that ain’t going to stop me from elbowing her in the head and sending her to the gallows. We are here to win, no matter what that takes.
Wade Manson: No matter. What. It takes.
Manson steps forward slightly, only enough for the camera to focus on him a bit while speaking, but not enough to push anyone else out of the shot. The words sound slightly muffled without the mic, which even he can tell. Thus, Wade holds his hand out for just a moment, but Jack is already handing over the microphone.
Wade Manson: From our inception, the wrestling world could tell we mean business. That was before we were in all of your favorite companies, taking out your favorite wrestlers. When others say they’re taking over, a million to one odds that you aren’t going to see them across the wrestling industry. With The Division, you do. More than that, you see us conquering. Tonight isn’t going to be any different than that.
Wade taps the gold plate on the GEW Grand Endurance Championship on Jack’s shoulder for a moment, before quickly turning his gaze back to the camera.
Wade Manson: The rest of us are right behind Jacky here, soon to be decked out in gold. Myself, I was inches away from holding the Millenium Tag Team Championships with RAZE, and here in Liberty I’ve now pinned your Gotham Champion TWICE. What do you think he has to say about that? Absolutely nothing, because if he did, he’d have egg all over his face. That’s how the saying goes, isn’t it?
The Liverpool native looked back at the rest of his crew for confirmation. In truth, he wasn’t entirely sure but it sounded correct.
Wade Manson: Of course, he’s lucky enough to not be in this match. However, it should hold us an example of what I alone am capable of. Instead, we’ve got Gavin Grimes, Skye Summers, Jackal and Melissa Reeves. Doesn’t matter if I’ve been in the ring with them or not, they’re just some thrown together team in hopes of stopping the unstoppable force. If I’m good on my own, together #TheDivision is absolute murder! Resistance is futile, ladies and gents.
Tyson is next to take the microphone in hand and he takes a moment, thinking over his words before raising it up to his lips.
Tyson Gregory: Look, I can go on and on about the matches I’ve had with Gavin or the matches with Mel or even the recent ones with Jackal but does any of that actually matter now? With the collection of talent standing in front of the camera and everything that we have already done in and out of various companies… Does anything that’s happened before the inception of this group really matter? The short and sweet answer is this, no.
He shrugs, sharing a small chuckle with the group.
Tyson Gregory: We are going to go out there and show why we are the single greatest collective group of talent in this entire industry today. It doesn’t matter what pairings and half ass tossed together teams are put in our way. In the end, we are the ones with the end goal and we are the ones with the same exact agenda. A very dangerous group of people.
Thatcher nods in agreement before he starts to chime in next.
Thatcher Ray Nash: We ain’t just four dangerous people, we’re a part of a collective that is dangerous. The Division isn’t cuz you can divide us, it’s because we can divide you with our sheer force and willpower.
Thatcher points to the camera.
Thatcher Ray Nash: Ya’ll want me to stand here and say nice and complimentary shit about our opponents but I ain’t gonna do it. Melissa Reeves been bitchin’ about the Division in Liberty and Millennium. She’s a big bitch. Jackal? She’s cool but she got issues with our boy Tyson lately. So she’s gotta go. As for Gav and Skye? Fuck, they’re the worst couple I’ve seen since MGK and Megan Fox. Honestly? They got the same weirdo fuckin’ vibes!
He lets out a laugh and shakes his head.
Thatcher Ray Nash: My favorite part about tonight? Is that the man who funds this whole thing, Julian Savell, is in the building to watch us beat the fuck out of these morons. It’s time for the Division to put their stamp on Liberty.
Nash leans closer to the camera and grins.
Thatcher Ray Nash: A newsflash for all of yall out there… You think you got the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, yeah? Well, now that the Division is here? You ain’t got jack shit. Better believe it.
Thatcher throws the mic at the camera and the four men walk out of the frame and the scene cuts away.
The cameras begin rolling backstage and Tim Anderson is seen standing with tonight’s competing members of The Division. Tyson Gregory, Jack Graves, Wade Manson, and Thatcher Ray Nash are all in their ring gear, ready for battle and looking rather annoyed at being stopped for an interview. Tim clearly doesn’t want to be there either, and the fear on his face is crystal clear as he holds up the microphone to speak.
Tim Anderson: Tim Anderson here and I’m backstage with The Div–
He doesn’t have time to even finish his first sentence before Graves steps forward and yanks the microphone from his hand. He shifts the GEW championship on his shoulder and raises the mic to his own mouth as he towers over Anderson.
Jack Graves: We can handle it from here. You’re dismissed.
Tim looks at the camera, and then back at the men as if he was considering his choice. This annoys Jack more and he forcefully shoulder bumps Anderson out of the shot before speaking directly into the camera.
Jack Graves: They wanted us to come out here and say a few words before our match tonight, so heeeeere we are. Although, there’s really not much to say, is there? I suppose you want me to tell you that we are going to use the magical power of teamwork to stomp the shit out of anyone who gets in our way. Right?
Jack looks over his shoulder at the group, and there’s a collective laugh from everyone.
Jack Graves: You already knew that. I don’t have to tell you. We let our actions speak louder than words ever could, and the actions? They say that we’ve been absolutely dominant in this business as of late. We OWN this shit. The proof is in the pudding. I mean, just take a look at what happened the last time I was in a ring with two of our opponents tonight.
Jack nods his head toward the screen beside them and clips from his recent war with Gavin Grimes begins to play. It then slowly transitions to his match against Skye, showing the sickening finish twice for emphasis. The four of them watch intently, oohing and ahhing. Somehow Thatcher has even found a bag of popcorn that he is munching on as he watches the television. Once it’s over, the three other men give Jack a round of applause, and they all fist bump for solidarity.
Jack raises the mic again and continues.
Jack Graves: Now, I know what you’re going to say. “What about the other two competitors, Jack?”
He shrugs, giving the camera a smirk.
Jack Graves: What about em? I mean, don’t get me wrong… I have a lot of respect for what they’ve done. Hell, I LIKE Jackal and I don’t like very many people. I go to the range with her and Katz all the time. But that ain’t going to stop me from elbowing her in the head and sending her to the gallows. We are here to win, no matter what that takes.
Wade Manson: No matter. What. It takes.
Manson steps forward slightly, only enough for the camera to focus on him a bit while speaking, but not enough to push anyone else out of the shot. The words sound slightly muffled without the mic, which even he can tell. Thus, Wade holds his hand out for just a moment, but Jack is already handing over the microphone.
Wade Manson: From our inception, the wrestling world could tell we mean business. That was before we were in all of your favorite companies, taking out your favorite wrestlers. When others say they’re taking over, a million to one odds that you aren’t going to see them across the wrestling industry. With The Division, you do. More than that, you see us conquering. Tonight isn’t going to be any different than that.
Wade taps the gold plate on the GEW Grand Endurance Championship on Jack’s shoulder for a moment, before quickly turning his gaze back to the camera.
Wade Manson: The rest of us are right behind Jacky here, soon to be decked out in gold. Myself, I was inches away from holding the Millenium Tag Team Championships with RAZE, and here in Liberty I’ve now pinned your Gotham Champion TWICE. What do you think he has to say about that? Absolutely nothing, because if he did, he’d have egg all over his face. That’s how the saying goes, isn’t it?
The Liverpool native looked back at the rest of his crew for confirmation. In truth, he wasn’t entirely sure but it sounded correct.
Wade Manson: Of course, he’s lucky enough to not be in this match. However, it should hold us an example of what I alone am capable of. Instead, we’ve got Gavin Grimes, Skye Summers, Jackal and Melissa Reeves. Doesn’t matter if I’ve been in the ring with them or not, they’re just some thrown together team in hopes of stopping the unstoppable force. If I’m good on my own, together #TheDivision is absolute murder! Resistance is futile, ladies and gents.
Tyson is next to take the microphone in hand and he takes a moment, thinking over his words before raising it up to his lips.
Tyson Gregory: Look, I can go on and on about the matches I’ve had with Gavin or the matches with Mel or even the recent ones with Jackal but does any of that actually matter now? With the collection of talent standing in front of the camera and everything that we have already done in and out of various companies… Does anything that’s happened before the inception of this group really matter? The short and sweet answer is this, no.
He shrugs, sharing a small chuckle with the group.
Tyson Gregory: We are going to go out there and show why we are the single greatest collective group of talent in this entire industry today. It doesn’t matter what pairings and half ass tossed together teams are put in our way. In the end, we are the ones with the end goal and we are the ones with the same exact agenda. A very dangerous group of people.
Thatcher nods in agreement before he starts to chime in next.
Thatcher Ray Nash: We ain’t just four dangerous people, we’re a part of a collective that is dangerous. The Division isn’t cuz you can divide us, it’s because we can divide you with our sheer force and willpower.
Thatcher points to the camera.
Thatcher Ray Nash: Ya’ll want me to stand here and say nice and complimentary shit about our opponents but I ain’t gonna do it. Melissa Reeves been bitchin’ about the Division in Liberty and Millennium. She’s a big bitch. Jackal? She’s cool but she got issues with our boy Tyson lately. So she’s gotta go. As for Gav and Skye? Fuck, they’re the worst couple I’ve seen since MGK and Megan Fox. Honestly? They got the same weirdo fuckin’ vibes!
He lets out a laugh and shakes his head.
Thatcher Ray Nash: My favorite part about tonight? Is that the man who funds this whole thing, Julian Savell, is in the building to watch us beat the fuck out of these morons. It’s time for the Division to put their stamp on Liberty.
Nash leans closer to the camera and grins.
Thatcher Ray Nash: A newsflash for all of yall out there… You think you got the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, yeah? Well, now that the Division is here? You ain’t got jack shit. Better believe it.
Thatcher throws the mic at the camera and the four men walk out of the frame and the scene cuts away.
MATCH FOUR: EIGHT WAY TAG
The Division (Tyson, Jack Graves, Thatcher & Wade Manson) vs Gavin Grimes, Skye Summers, Jackal & Melissa Reeves
The Division (Tyson, Jack Graves, Thatcher & Wade Manson) vs Gavin Grimes, Skye Summers, Jackal & Melissa Reeves
| RECAP Did this four on four start off like it should have? No, no it did not. All eight competitors ended up in the ring, beating the hell out of each other. The referee took several minutes to get this one under way. When it finally did? Everyone had their own special moment in this one. The Division members showed why they are some of the best in the business and it was the same for Gav, Skye, Melissa and Jackal. But the great teamwork on the team thrown together soon began to fall apart due to outside distractions from Rebekkah Katz. On the outside Katz is full on taunting Skye, trying to distract her from the match. To this point Skye has been doing her best to resist but she finally snaps. Hopping down from the apron Skye lunges towards Rebekkah but the Saber member grins and leaps back, goading Skye into following her. Skye gives chase and finally catches up to Katz right in front of Julian Savell and Ashleigh Jericho, who are seated in the front row. Both of the spectators are standing and cheering on the exchange. Julian cheering for Rebekkah and Ashleigh cheering for… well, violence. With a sly grin Rebekkah positions herself perfectly and ducks a right cross from Skye. Summers put all of her body behind that punch and the follow through sends her fist crashing flush into Ashleigh Jericho’s jaw. The crowd gasps! Skye gasps! Katz grins and slinks away. Julian’s jaw is on the floor and Ashleigh? Ashleigh wipes her hand across, her mouth, checking for blood, pushes her hair back from her face and stares daggers through Summers. Skye does her best to apologize but Ashleigh’s hands begin to ball into fists, that’s when Gavin shows up and yanks Skye away, dragging her back to the apron where Ashleigh continues to stare right through her. With the distraction, Jack was able to take out Gavin with a big boot, sending him to the ground outside from the apron. Thatcher pulled the stunned Skye down off the apron and slammed her into the steel steps. Jack and Thatcher then put Gavin through a table on the outside. Inside of the ring, Melissa and Jackal were evenly fighting Tyson and Wade. But the numbers game became too much when Jack and Thatcher helped clear the ring. It was soon a dazed Jackal with Tyson. He hit The End of Your Sorrow on her and that was all she wrote. WINNER The Division METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 11:43 FINISHING MOVE The End of Your Sorrow |
BACKSTAGE
Liberation continues as we fade backstage. The fans in the arena roar with cheers at the arrival of TJ Techniques on their screen. The Funky Technician is seen walking up towards a a cameraman that's posted backstage. TJ greets the cameraman with an upward nod before asking...
TJ Techniques: Ayo, my man! Do you know what today is?
Cameraman: Umm... Friday?
TJ Techniques: Yeah, it's Friday. But do you know the significance of this particular date.
Cameraman: I... can't say that I do.
TJ Techniques: Well today marks the 160th day that bum ass Lily Callaghan has been without a job!
The announcement of Lily still being jobless gets a round of cheers from the audience.
TJ Techniques: Now, let's shift gears to people that actually got a J-O-B. In particular, people that got a job with Liberty Pro. To get even more specific, let's talk about the main event of the last Liberation. On one side of that ring, you had Antoinette and my man, Jack Graves. On the other side of that ring, you had Gavin Grimes and The Funky Technician. And you know what we did? We showed up, showed out and showed why we are four of the very best that this company has to offer.
The viewing audience in the arena gives all four competitors a round of applause for their performance on the last show.
TJ Techniques: But of course, in wrestling, there has to be a winner and a loser. There has to be someone getting their arm raised in victory and someone getting their arm raised to see if they still conscious. And unfortunately for you, Antoinette, you fell into the category of the latter. Now it's all cool between me and you. You respect me. I respect you. There's a mutual admiration goin' on here. It's all love over here. But her's the thing. You and me? We got a date.
TJ quickly puts his hands up in a defensive manner.
TJ Techniques: Not that type of date, Markus. Calm your swole ass down.
TJ continues...
TJ Techniques: But you and me, we got a date... for that title that you hold near and dear. I went through hell, Antoinette, hell to become the number one contender to that championship. I damn sure ain't goin' away empty handed. Now a couple of months back, I don't wanna say I got screwed out of the Freedom Championship, because my man Sparrow beat me fair and square. However, the situation never had to come to that. The position that the two of us was put in was some bullshit. We should've never been forced to wear each other down and then immediately have to defend the title against that bird Blyss Lockhart. For weeks... hell, for months, Lily, Blyss and her kept man, Dante "I am most definitely not The Mongrel" Locke made my life and Sparrow's life hell. It really starts to wear on you when you spend months bein' attacked and havin' the odds stacked against you. Now, I got some measure of revenge. Lily Callaghan? She got thrown out on her ass and is still unemployed.
Backstage Attendant: And rightfully so!
TJ Techniques: My man!
TJ points out to the random backstage attendant out of view. He turns his attention back to the camera.
TJ Techniques: But Blyss? That snake is still slitherin' around here with a championship. It may not be the Freedom Championship. But she's still got her Empire Championship. My man Sparrow? With him bein' over there on the same brand as her, he still has his chance at revenge. He can still take from her what was taken from him. Me? I don't get the opportunity. I don't get to put one right between her eyes and put her down for good. I don't get to take from her what was taken from me in a situation that only benefitted her ass.
He shakes his head.
TJ Techniques: So I guess you're championship is just gon' have to do, Antoinette. I'm headin' back to the top, you hear me? I will make it back to the top once again. But to do that, I gotta go through the woman that's at the top. I gotta go through the woman that is recognized as the best.
He points right at the camera.
TJ Techniques: And I will. It ain't nothin' personal. So please don't take it personal. Now, let's shift to the task at hand. Let's talk about my opponent for tonight. What's his name? Crispus Attucks?
Cameraman: Atticus Cassian.
TJ Techniques: Exactly. Now my opponent for tonight? He's been doin' this for a minute. About 10 or 12 years or so. My man has probably seen it all and done it all elsewhere. Here? Eh, not so much. But I'll give him credit. Homeboy was probably gettin' it in wherever he was at before here. You know, professional wrestlin' is a cosmetic business. My man is 6'8. Chiseled. He got them Create-A-Wrestler tattoos all over his body. He's got the blonde on his arm. My man walks like a champion. He's got somebody that talks for him and makes him sound like a million bucks. If you were to take the average fan, the average wrestlin' fan, and tell them to draw up their ideal wrestler, it'd probably be you, Atticus.
TJ gives Atticus a round of applause.
TJ Techniques: But see, you can have "The Look" all you want. Sooner or later, that bell gon' ring. And when it does, that's when you gotta show & prove. Now you have been in your fair share of profile matches since comin' to Liberty. You've been in that ring with champions. You've been in championship matches. But you ain't never been in the ring with The Meanin' of Dope. You've been in the ring with some talented wrestlers. But they ain't me. You can be bigger than me. You can be stronger than me. You can outweigh me. You can even have the more prototypical look than me. But understand this. You don't got that dog in you like I got that dog in me. And I will dog walk you up and down this arena out there tonight. And it ain't because you suck. It ain't because you not talented. It's because you not talented enough to stop what The Funky Technician is gonna bring right to your face in that ring tonight. Now peep that.
Liberation continues as we fade backstage. The fans in the arena roar with cheers at the arrival of TJ Techniques on their screen. The Funky Technician is seen walking up towards a a cameraman that's posted backstage. TJ greets the cameraman with an upward nod before asking...
TJ Techniques: Ayo, my man! Do you know what today is?
Cameraman: Umm... Friday?
TJ Techniques: Yeah, it's Friday. But do you know the significance of this particular date.
Cameraman: I... can't say that I do.
TJ Techniques: Well today marks the 160th day that bum ass Lily Callaghan has been without a job!
The announcement of Lily still being jobless gets a round of cheers from the audience.
TJ Techniques: Now, let's shift gears to people that actually got a J-O-B. In particular, people that got a job with Liberty Pro. To get even more specific, let's talk about the main event of the last Liberation. On one side of that ring, you had Antoinette and my man, Jack Graves. On the other side of that ring, you had Gavin Grimes and The Funky Technician. And you know what we did? We showed up, showed out and showed why we are four of the very best that this company has to offer.
The viewing audience in the arena gives all four competitors a round of applause for their performance on the last show.
TJ Techniques: But of course, in wrestling, there has to be a winner and a loser. There has to be someone getting their arm raised in victory and someone getting their arm raised to see if they still conscious. And unfortunately for you, Antoinette, you fell into the category of the latter. Now it's all cool between me and you. You respect me. I respect you. There's a mutual admiration goin' on here. It's all love over here. But her's the thing. You and me? We got a date.
TJ quickly puts his hands up in a defensive manner.
TJ Techniques: Not that type of date, Markus. Calm your swole ass down.
TJ continues...
TJ Techniques: But you and me, we got a date... for that title that you hold near and dear. I went through hell, Antoinette, hell to become the number one contender to that championship. I damn sure ain't goin' away empty handed. Now a couple of months back, I don't wanna say I got screwed out of the Freedom Championship, because my man Sparrow beat me fair and square. However, the situation never had to come to that. The position that the two of us was put in was some bullshit. We should've never been forced to wear each other down and then immediately have to defend the title against that bird Blyss Lockhart. For weeks... hell, for months, Lily, Blyss and her kept man, Dante "I am most definitely not The Mongrel" Locke made my life and Sparrow's life hell. It really starts to wear on you when you spend months bein' attacked and havin' the odds stacked against you. Now, I got some measure of revenge. Lily Callaghan? She got thrown out on her ass and is still unemployed.
Backstage Attendant: And rightfully so!
TJ Techniques: My man!
TJ points out to the random backstage attendant out of view. He turns his attention back to the camera.
TJ Techniques: But Blyss? That snake is still slitherin' around here with a championship. It may not be the Freedom Championship. But she's still got her Empire Championship. My man Sparrow? With him bein' over there on the same brand as her, he still has his chance at revenge. He can still take from her what was taken from him. Me? I don't get the opportunity. I don't get to put one right between her eyes and put her down for good. I don't get to take from her what was taken from me in a situation that only benefitted her ass.
He shakes his head.
TJ Techniques: So I guess you're championship is just gon' have to do, Antoinette. I'm headin' back to the top, you hear me? I will make it back to the top once again. But to do that, I gotta go through the woman that's at the top. I gotta go through the woman that is recognized as the best.
He points right at the camera.
TJ Techniques: And I will. It ain't nothin' personal. So please don't take it personal. Now, let's shift to the task at hand. Let's talk about my opponent for tonight. What's his name? Crispus Attucks?
Cameraman: Atticus Cassian.
TJ Techniques: Exactly. Now my opponent for tonight? He's been doin' this for a minute. About 10 or 12 years or so. My man has probably seen it all and done it all elsewhere. Here? Eh, not so much. But I'll give him credit. Homeboy was probably gettin' it in wherever he was at before here. You know, professional wrestlin' is a cosmetic business. My man is 6'8. Chiseled. He got them Create-A-Wrestler tattoos all over his body. He's got the blonde on his arm. My man walks like a champion. He's got somebody that talks for him and makes him sound like a million bucks. If you were to take the average fan, the average wrestlin' fan, and tell them to draw up their ideal wrestler, it'd probably be you, Atticus.
TJ gives Atticus a round of applause.
TJ Techniques: But see, you can have "The Look" all you want. Sooner or later, that bell gon' ring. And when it does, that's when you gotta show & prove. Now you have been in your fair share of profile matches since comin' to Liberty. You've been in that ring with champions. You've been in championship matches. But you ain't never been in the ring with The Meanin' of Dope. You've been in the ring with some talented wrestlers. But they ain't me. You can be bigger than me. You can be stronger than me. You can outweigh me. You can even have the more prototypical look than me. But understand this. You don't got that dog in you like I got that dog in me. And I will dog walk you up and down this arena out there tonight. And it ain't because you suck. It ain't because you not talented. It's because you not talented enough to stop what The Funky Technician is gonna bring right to your face in that ring tonight. Now peep that.
MATCH FIVE: SINGLES
TJ Techniques vs Atticus Cassian
TJ Techniques vs Atticus Cassian
| RECAP TJ had the speed but Atti had the power here. Every time TJ looked like he was about to win, Atticus had a counter. Well, it wasn’t actually him countering, was it? No, it was Sunday K. Love causing havoc. She grabbed Tj’s foot when he was looking, distracted the referee so Atticus could do illegal chokeholds and so much more. But TJ was resilient, he was the former Freedom Champion, after all. The Funky Technician soon caught Atticus with Set 'Em Straight (Busaiku Knee Strike) from out of nowhere! And before Sunday could do anything? Markus FK came down the ramp and he grabbed her and powerbombed her! TJ pinned Atticus and got the big win! The number one contender continued his momentum! WINNER TJ Tecniques METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 9:22 FINISHING MOVE Set ‘Em Straight |
The Cameras are roaming the halls much like any respective show, the crowd’s chants, cheers, and sneers being played through in the backdrop as suddenly a figure is spotted, a familiar face, the former Liberty Pro US Champion and the returning superstar, Kaia Grainger. It is much too late in the show for her to just be arriving and we see from the ensemble she wears that she is practically match ready as she strides the halls. It isn’t long until we see the image of her opponent for the evening as well, the current Noir Champion and all around performer.
Kaia Grainger: “Rayven Hardy”
Kaia measure gently placing her hands on her hips as she drew closer to her.
Kaia Grainger: “It’s a pleasure”
Kaia stated in her usual professional tone, rarely ever leaving room for subjectiveness in the way that she spoke.
Rayven Hardy: "This time the pleasure is all mine."
Rayven looks impressed as the two women were just a few feet apart now. Much like Kaia, Rayven was dressed in her ring gear, a purple and black ensemble tonight, but what really caught Grainger's eyes was the Noir championship that Rayven held up over her right shoulder. The championship glistened under the lights of the hallway.
Rayven Hardy: "This is one of those moments I never thought would happen. Kaia Grainger, not only back in a LIberty ring, but back in championship contention right away, as a former champion, you know how hard it is to not only win one of these."
She taps the championship for emphasis.
Rayven Hardy: "But to keep it."
Kaia nodded with respect. Though no one could deny the light in her eyes as she stared at the Noir Championship. What she would endearingly refer to as a ‘shiny’ was living up to its name resting there on Rayven’s shoulder. She could only smile at the mention of it before affirming Rayven’s statement.
Kaia Grainger: “Indeed I do, there is always someone wanting to snatch it away from you. Though I use the term ‘snatch’ light heartedly.”
She offered a soft laugh.
Kaia Grainger: “Truth be told, I needed a match I knew that was going to take me to my limits, I needed something that would show I don’t have any of that metamorphical ‘rust’ and the only way I could see myself proving that was in a match with you. It just so happens that someone in the office thought making it a title bought was good for business and I have to say, I surely don’t disagree.”
There was a pause there before she continued.
Kaia Grainger: “But I respect you Champ, not only as a competitor but as a woman, someone who knows the struggles of what it takes to get here and what it means to hold something dear. In a way that very much resembles the Light to me. Those values, the stride, the commitment. Forgive my lack of punctuality, but you’re certainly doing the damn thing.”
Rayven couldn't hide her smile if she wanted to after the high compliments from a competitor she had a tremendous amount of respect for.
Rayven Hardy: "Thank you, it really means a lot coming from you. And as nice as this is, I want to make one thing perfectly clear. All the respect in the world won't make me hold back for a second tonight."
Rayven leans closer, sizing up the returning superstar.
Rayven Hardy: "It's actually the opposite, all the respect I have for you makes me want to push even harder, and I know you want the same thing. If there is any rust left on you, we'll knock it off tonight."
Rayven extends her free hand.
Rayven Hardy: "As cliche as it is, may the best wrestler win?"
Kaia extends her hand in return.
Kaia Grainger: “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”
She stated now interlocking that handshake, though she too neared closer before taking a final look at that championship resting on her opponents shoulder, showing the world just what her eyes were on. Rayven returns the glare, as the camera fades out with both women ready to compete.
MATCH SIX: HEADLINE: NOIR CHAMPIONSHIP
Rayven Hardy vs Kaia Grainger
Rayven Hardy vs Kaia Grainger
| RECAP This match was gearing up to be a classic. Kaia Grainger? She was BACK! Her grace and skillset were on complete display and it looked as if she hadn’t lost a beat. Rayven though? She came ready. She didn’t doubt one bit that Kaia was bringing her best despite being gone for a year. The two women were putting on such a show that it could have been up for Liberty match of the year, to be honest! The fans were eating the match up. Rayven kicked out of Star Shine at one point and Kaia got her foot on the ropes after a Skittle Star Press! The fans were going bonkers over it! The two amazing women brought their battle to the center of the ring when BANG! Rayven was laid out by Dex Morant, who connected the Noir Championship to her skull! Kaia tried to avoid getting hit too but it was too late, Dex laid her out as well. The referee called for the bell as Dex grabbed a mic. Dex Morant: Rayven, you laid out an open challenge and I accepted it. Dex shook his head. Dex Morant: You granted it to me and then what happened? Suddenly, Kaia comes back and she jumps in front of me? Nah, fuck that. Fuck both of you. I thought we went back, Ray. I thought we were friends. Where’s the Nightfall pride? He scoffed before he bent down and started to slap Rayven in the head. Dex Morant: You saw Kaia returning and you forgot about Dex. Well, let me make sure you never forget about me again. Dex pulled Rayven up and BAM! He dropped her with The Crowning (Headlock Driver)! He kicked Kaia next for good measure before he exited the ring. WINNER NO CONTEST METHOD DQ MATCH LENGTH 16:32 FINISHING MOVE Dex knocked out Ray and Kaia with championship |
BACKSTAGE
We go backstage where we run into AMC who is wearing beige Khaki Shorts and a Beige button up shirt along with a pith helmet. She looks at the camera and puts her finger up to her mouth and goes SHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
AMC: Crikey here is the home of that traitorous and treacherous creature known as the Traitor Ant. This Ant stays at her home with the horrific looking Roid Monkey and are both known as backstabbers. So everybody be really really quiet while we hunt down this Traitor Ant.
AMC pulls out a large bag of skittles and starts doing a crab walk while placing the skittles on the floor on a straight line. After some time she arrives at a location that has a large cage that appears to be a dog cage from a kennel. AMC’s trail of Skittles leads into the cage wear she then dumps the rest of them into a pile inside the cage.
AMC: What we have here is the only cage that can hold the Traitor Ant. The thing about this Ant is she is not the brightest and the scent of Skittles overrides all other functions. She will follow this trail right inside the cage and once in there we yank on the rope and BOOM we have one Traitor Ant capture and then the fun really begins.
AMC goes over to a chest with “SULLY’s TOYS” written on it. AMC opens it and pulls out Sully’s favorite toy that she calls “The Angelo '' which causes AMC to gag and toss it over her shoulder. AMC then pulls out some fuzzy handcuffs which AMC hooks on her utility belt and then AMC pulls out a stun baton which causes AMC’s eyes to get huge.
AMC: Crikey! Now this is what I am talking about.
AMC tests the Stun Baton out by touching the cage with it causing sparks.
AMC: First we will use this to subdue The Traitor Ant and then we will get down to work. It takes a lot to take down this kind of Ant but we have ways of making it happen.
AMC grabs a kendo stick from behind some tables and then she starts beating the cage with it,
AMC: First we do this and then this and then another until the Ant starts begging but we don't give a shit about her begging so we do it again and again and again.
AMC continues hitting the cage with a kendo stick over and over until she hears somebody clear their throat. AMC turns around to see a large bush suddenly turn and shift its position. From out of the sides come two arms that reach up to pull the top of the bush off to reveal Ashley Sands hiding inside.
AMC: Hey there bestie. What’s up?
Ashley Sands: Oh come on, the idea behind using a disguise is not to point it out and let the target know you’re there. Someone has to pull the rope to close the cage.
Ashley walks awkwardly with almost a waddle with the bush disguise making it difficult to move, rustling leaves and branches with every step.
Ashley Sands: And put that thing away until later when we deal with her meathead alone. If this works, we’ll have her trapped and won’t have to hurt her. Mr. Warthog is fair game though and he’ll get the message that Ash Badger don’t care; Ash Badger don’t give a shit.
AMC looks at the stun baton and then at the cage and then back at Ashley the Bush
AMC: Wait we aren’t going to slap the Traitor Ant around? I mean she chose meathead over her real family. So, I was thinking I could……
Ashley Sands: No!
AMC: How about just one zap on the highest level?
Ashley Sands: NO!
AMC gives Ashley the look but then puts the stun baton on her Utility Belt.
AMC: Fine, fine! We lock up Ant and then go all in on Mr. Warthog and make him bow down to the Ashley’s. Hmm maybe make him Acknowledge A2A as the greatest thing since the invention of Liquor.
Just then something catches AMC’s eye, and she turns her head and spots Sully's and her husband’s dogs Trixie and Augustus walking around backstage. The dogs walk over to Ashley the bush and starts sniffing around her.
AMC: Um Sully.
Ashley Sands: Hold on.
Augustus continues sniffing and starts to lift his leg.
AMC: Um Sully you should really……
Ashley Sands: I said hold on a minute!
AMC lifts her hands and shrugs while smirking. A second later we hear Ashley Sands yell, and she starts to run away with her dogs both giving chase to the mobile bush.
We go backstage where we run into AMC who is wearing beige Khaki Shorts and a Beige button up shirt along with a pith helmet. She looks at the camera and puts her finger up to her mouth and goes SHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
AMC: Crikey here is the home of that traitorous and treacherous creature known as the Traitor Ant. This Ant stays at her home with the horrific looking Roid Monkey and are both known as backstabbers. So everybody be really really quiet while we hunt down this Traitor Ant.
AMC pulls out a large bag of skittles and starts doing a crab walk while placing the skittles on the floor on a straight line. After some time she arrives at a location that has a large cage that appears to be a dog cage from a kennel. AMC’s trail of Skittles leads into the cage wear she then dumps the rest of them into a pile inside the cage.
AMC: What we have here is the only cage that can hold the Traitor Ant. The thing about this Ant is she is not the brightest and the scent of Skittles overrides all other functions. She will follow this trail right inside the cage and once in there we yank on the rope and BOOM we have one Traitor Ant capture and then the fun really begins.
AMC goes over to a chest with “SULLY’s TOYS” written on it. AMC opens it and pulls out Sully’s favorite toy that she calls “The Angelo '' which causes AMC to gag and toss it over her shoulder. AMC then pulls out some fuzzy handcuffs which AMC hooks on her utility belt and then AMC pulls out a stun baton which causes AMC’s eyes to get huge.
AMC: Crikey! Now this is what I am talking about.
AMC tests the Stun Baton out by touching the cage with it causing sparks.
AMC: First we will use this to subdue The Traitor Ant and then we will get down to work. It takes a lot to take down this kind of Ant but we have ways of making it happen.
AMC grabs a kendo stick from behind some tables and then she starts beating the cage with it,
AMC: First we do this and then this and then another until the Ant starts begging but we don't give a shit about her begging so we do it again and again and again.
AMC continues hitting the cage with a kendo stick over and over until she hears somebody clear their throat. AMC turns around to see a large bush suddenly turn and shift its position. From out of the sides come two arms that reach up to pull the top of the bush off to reveal Ashley Sands hiding inside.
AMC: Hey there bestie. What’s up?
Ashley Sands: Oh come on, the idea behind using a disguise is not to point it out and let the target know you’re there. Someone has to pull the rope to close the cage.
Ashley walks awkwardly with almost a waddle with the bush disguise making it difficult to move, rustling leaves and branches with every step.
Ashley Sands: And put that thing away until later when we deal with her meathead alone. If this works, we’ll have her trapped and won’t have to hurt her. Mr. Warthog is fair game though and he’ll get the message that Ash Badger don’t care; Ash Badger don’t give a shit.
AMC looks at the stun baton and then at the cage and then back at Ashley the Bush
AMC: Wait we aren’t going to slap the Traitor Ant around? I mean she chose meathead over her real family. So, I was thinking I could……
Ashley Sands: No!
AMC: How about just one zap on the highest level?
Ashley Sands: NO!
AMC gives Ashley the look but then puts the stun baton on her Utility Belt.
AMC: Fine, fine! We lock up Ant and then go all in on Mr. Warthog and make him bow down to the Ashley’s. Hmm maybe make him Acknowledge A2A as the greatest thing since the invention of Liquor.
Just then something catches AMC’s eye, and she turns her head and spots Sully's and her husband’s dogs Trixie and Augustus walking around backstage. The dogs walk over to Ashley the bush and starts sniffing around her.
AMC: Um Sully.
Ashley Sands: Hold on.
Augustus continues sniffing and starts to lift his leg.
AMC: Um Sully you should really……
Ashley Sands: I said hold on a minute!
AMC lifts her hands and shrugs while smirking. A second later we hear Ashley Sands yell, and she starts to run away with her dogs both giving chase to the mobile bush.
MAIN EVENT: CHAMPS VS CHAMPS
Markus FK & Antoinette vs AMC & Ashley Sands
Markus FK & Antoinette vs AMC & Ashley Sands
| RECAP This match was a friendly one but it was competitive too. AMC & Ashley were one of the best tag teams, not just in Liberty, but all of wrestling. Their chemistry showed in this one but Ant and Markus had chemistry too and a perfect speedy and powerful combo. But on a night full of distractions and outside interferences? The clean match wasn’t going to last forever. When the referee went down after Markus hit a clothesline on AMC? Atticus Cassian and Sunday K. Love made their way to the ring with chairs. They cleared everyone out but out came TJ Techniques! He took out Sunday with a Set ‘Em Straight! He then went to do the same to Atticus but Cassian ducked and BLAM! TJ obliterated a recovering Antoinette with it! Markus was livid and he hit TJ and Atticus with a brutal double clothesline! All hell has broken loose but AMC hits FK with a desperation spear! It only made him stumble back slightly, but Ashley Sands hit a superkick that dazed him and AMC’s second spear dropped him. Sands then climbed the top ropes and BOOM! Sunset - Swanton Bomb! She pinned and got the three count! AMC and Ashley got the HUGE win against the Liberty and Gotham Champs but there’s a lot going on here. The war between Markus and Atticus is far from over and what will the aftermath be between Antoinette and TJ after TJ accidentally took her out? WINNER Ashley Sands & AMC METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 17:22 FINISHING MOVE Sunset |