Post by Jade Night on Mar 29, 2019 22:38:05 GMT
Liberty Pro Presents...
Episode Thirty-Three of Liberation
Live from Madison Square Garden in New York, NY
On Sunday, June 3rd, 2018
Episode Thirty-Three of Liberation
Live from Madison Square Garden in New York, NY
On Sunday, June 3rd, 2018
MATCH ONE: SINGLES
Scotty Latimer vs Lizzy Taylor
Scotty Latimer vs Lizzy Taylor
| RECAP Taylor and Scotty shake hands after the bell showing sportsmanship and respect to each. The impartial New York crowd was as usual behind the kid from Brooklyn as the two locked up. Lizzy for a moment out wrestled Scotty but Latimer eventually gained the upper hand after a well placed dropkick floored Taylor. Scotty kept the upper hand on Lizzy until he goes for one too many high risks as he missed the springboard 450 as Lizzy got her knees up to drive them into his sternum. Lizzy gets up and has a little limp apparently tweaking her knee. However she ignores it and strikes Latimer down with forearms and leg strikes. She starts working the shoulder of Latimer jerking on the joint in ways the joint shouldn't be jerked. Lizzy later still in control delivers a spike ddt to Scotty and goes for the cover but Latimer kicks out at two. Taylor delivers a piledriver impressing the crowd. She covers Scotty again but he kicks out at two. Lizzy keeps working whatever is wrong with her knee out and as she does Scotty catches her with a quick roll up. Lizzy kicks out at two and then gains control again with a superkick to the jaw. Later in the match both competitors are going back and forth as it seems whatever is wrong with Taylor’s knee is getting worse. She starts to realize that she has to finish Latimer off soon. Scotty is in the corner as Lizzy sights him up. She takes off to smash her knees in his face but Latimer moves as Lizzy went straight into the turnbuckle with her knee. She screams out in pain as she stands up. Scotty turns around and catches her with Final Wave and gets the one...two...three...and picks up the win. Lizzy is down holding her knee as the referee and the ringside doctor check on her. Scotty walks over and lifts her up. He then picks her up and carries her out of the ring to the stretcher that was waiting on her. Out of respect he walks next to her as the crowd applauds as Lizzy is taken to the back. WINNER Scotty Latimer METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 8:23 FINISHING MOVE Final Wave |
SOMEWHERE IN THE ARENA
Kolin Kavanagh: MADISON SQUARE GARDEN...!!
Kolin Kavanagh’s voice booms out through Madison Square Garden causing spotlights and fans to search for the source. All eyes settle on the upper balcony where Kolin stands, dressed in a sleeveless hoodie and a pair of jeans, his forearms and fists taped and ready for combat.
Kolin Kavanagh: ...the site of some of the most epic battles combat sports has ever witnessed. Marciano versus Lewis. Dempsey versus Brennan. Ali versus Frazier… not once but twice… and Robinson versus LaMotta. Now Liberty Pro Wrestling and the Global Wrestling Alliance follow in their footsteps and allow me to be the first to say… what a fucking joke.
Kolin lowers the mic and smiles as the crowd boos.
Kolin Kavanagh: Oh I’m sorry. Did you all come here chomping at the bit to see the opening battle royal? Is there a more random match in all of pro wrestling than a fucking battle royal? Why not throw a barrel of monkeys into that ring, see which one stays in the longest and then reward the so called winner with a banana? Are you expecting skill to be displayed or will it be more like… “Me big. Me strong. Me throw you out of ring!”
Kolin laughs as the fans continue to jeer.
Kolin Kavanagh: Brendan Callaghan is afraid of his shadow. Seth Lawless is afraid of social media and Felix Vialpando is afraid to admit he never should’ve left Empire Pro in the first place. I’m sure that’ll be a real barn burner though. How’s this? After I’m done wiping the canvas with Felix Graves wake me up when Gregory and Reid hit the ring. At least that match will be a battle instead of some one-sided bullshit.
Kolin lowers his mic and shakes his head as the crowd continues to disagree.
Kolin Kavanagh: Sorry to burst your bubble but Liberty Pro is nothing special. It’s just another territory among many under the umbrella of some global conglomerate. What makes it special? Gregory? Nope. He’s held titles in multiple organizations. He’s talented sure but we’ve seen him before. Reid? The same applies to her. She’s Empire’s shiny toy but she made her name elsewhere. What about Liberty? Name one superstar Liberty has produced. Riley Sweet? Nope. She spread herself across multiple territories because she knew she wasn’t special enough for people to notice her if she only toiled away here. So clearly this company sucks when it comes to creating new talent.
The boos begin anew as Kolin laughs and motions for them to quiet down.
Kolin Kavanagh: It’s okay. Really, it is. I’m here now. I’m here to save you from idiots like Lawless and Malone who are all talk and no action. You remember last week, right? Last Liberation when I knocked both their asses out and sat right there in the middle of that ring between their bodies and told the world that they wouldn’t do shit. Well here we are. After a bit of tough talk that sounded more like some mighty careful stepping both Seth and Gray decided to shut the fuck up and not do a damn thing about what transpired. Why? Because they know they can’t hang. They know that even though they may get a few licks in I’ll show them up at every twist and every turn. They’d rather tread water in a sea of mediocrity than step up and face a challenge. That’s why the names at the top of this card never change. Because cowards like Malone and Lawless are afraid to take a chance. But not me. Not now. Not ever.
He shakes his head.
Kolin Kavanagh: A new GWA territory just opened, Golden Globe Wrestling or some pathetically unoriginal name like that. Who was their first signee? Julian Savell. WHAT?! He still wrestles? Yeah he does. That piece of shit’s act was old twenty years ago when he first opened an umbrella and announced to the rest of the Kindergarteners that he was in fact a villain. Know what they said? “Yeah motherfucker we watch Batman, we know who the fucking Penguin is.” Then they covered him in paste and construction paper and sent him crying on home to that fucked up family of his.
Kolin sighs.
Kolin Kavanagh: I know what you’re thinking… “Kolin why are you wasting time on Julian Savell?” You’re right, he IS a waste of time but it’s the people running these territories who are wasting our time and tripping over themselves to sign assholes like him… and do you know why?
Kolin’s finger points out over the entire arena.
Kolin Kavanagh: It’s because of you. Because you buy Villain umbrellas. Because you dress your kids up in stupid Villain bird masks. Because you cling to nostalgia. It makes you feel safe. You love the villain you know and fear the villain you don’t. Well you know what? You’re right to fear me. Fear the unknown. You know what Savell and Gregory and Reid are capable of… but you have no idea what I might do. Well we’re about to find out together. Right here in Madison Square Garden. Right here in Liberty Pro Wrestling. This company doesn’t deserve to grace this arena but when I’m done it’ll be my name that belongs in the same sentence as all those legends I mentioned earlier.
He exhales and runs a hand through his hair.
Kolin Kavanagh: First thing’s first though. Tonight I have to drag some gun toting, PTSD-ridden redneck to a semblance of a match before dishonorably discharging his ass from this company. Do not pass go do not collect veterans’ benefits. Felix I hope you’re sitting in the back listening right now. I hope you think I’m looking past you. I hope all my confidence and all my bravado make you believe that you actually stand a chance against me. That way I can enjoy the look of horror and disappointment in your eyes before I close them and send you on your way.
Kolin addresses the crowd once more.
Kolin Kavanagh: Don’t any of you worry though. If you’re fans of Felix Graves you’ll find him sitting just outside those doors, holding a sign that reads, “Wounded War Veteran” while jingling a cup filled with spare change and pocket lint. Felix, if you’re not already a member of one of those support groups where you tell them about how you wake up in a cold sweat riddled with night terrors, I can guarantee you one thing… you soon will be.
Kolin holds out the mic and drops it over the balcony railing before turning and walking away.
Kolin Kavanagh: MADISON SQUARE GARDEN...!!
Kolin Kavanagh’s voice booms out through Madison Square Garden causing spotlights and fans to search for the source. All eyes settle on the upper balcony where Kolin stands, dressed in a sleeveless hoodie and a pair of jeans, his forearms and fists taped and ready for combat.
Kolin Kavanagh: ...the site of some of the most epic battles combat sports has ever witnessed. Marciano versus Lewis. Dempsey versus Brennan. Ali versus Frazier… not once but twice… and Robinson versus LaMotta. Now Liberty Pro Wrestling and the Global Wrestling Alliance follow in their footsteps and allow me to be the first to say… what a fucking joke.
Kolin lowers the mic and smiles as the crowd boos.
Kolin Kavanagh: Oh I’m sorry. Did you all come here chomping at the bit to see the opening battle royal? Is there a more random match in all of pro wrestling than a fucking battle royal? Why not throw a barrel of monkeys into that ring, see which one stays in the longest and then reward the so called winner with a banana? Are you expecting skill to be displayed or will it be more like… “Me big. Me strong. Me throw you out of ring!”
Kolin laughs as the fans continue to jeer.
Kolin Kavanagh: Brendan Callaghan is afraid of his shadow. Seth Lawless is afraid of social media and Felix Vialpando is afraid to admit he never should’ve left Empire Pro in the first place. I’m sure that’ll be a real barn burner though. How’s this? After I’m done wiping the canvas with Felix Graves wake me up when Gregory and Reid hit the ring. At least that match will be a battle instead of some one-sided bullshit.
Kolin lowers his mic and shakes his head as the crowd continues to disagree.
Kolin Kavanagh: Sorry to burst your bubble but Liberty Pro is nothing special. It’s just another territory among many under the umbrella of some global conglomerate. What makes it special? Gregory? Nope. He’s held titles in multiple organizations. He’s talented sure but we’ve seen him before. Reid? The same applies to her. She’s Empire’s shiny toy but she made her name elsewhere. What about Liberty? Name one superstar Liberty has produced. Riley Sweet? Nope. She spread herself across multiple territories because she knew she wasn’t special enough for people to notice her if she only toiled away here. So clearly this company sucks when it comes to creating new talent.
The boos begin anew as Kolin laughs and motions for them to quiet down.
Kolin Kavanagh: It’s okay. Really, it is. I’m here now. I’m here to save you from idiots like Lawless and Malone who are all talk and no action. You remember last week, right? Last Liberation when I knocked both their asses out and sat right there in the middle of that ring between their bodies and told the world that they wouldn’t do shit. Well here we are. After a bit of tough talk that sounded more like some mighty careful stepping both Seth and Gray decided to shut the fuck up and not do a damn thing about what transpired. Why? Because they know they can’t hang. They know that even though they may get a few licks in I’ll show them up at every twist and every turn. They’d rather tread water in a sea of mediocrity than step up and face a challenge. That’s why the names at the top of this card never change. Because cowards like Malone and Lawless are afraid to take a chance. But not me. Not now. Not ever.
He shakes his head.
Kolin Kavanagh: A new GWA territory just opened, Golden Globe Wrestling or some pathetically unoriginal name like that. Who was their first signee? Julian Savell. WHAT?! He still wrestles? Yeah he does. That piece of shit’s act was old twenty years ago when he first opened an umbrella and announced to the rest of the Kindergarteners that he was in fact a villain. Know what they said? “Yeah motherfucker we watch Batman, we know who the fucking Penguin is.” Then they covered him in paste and construction paper and sent him crying on home to that fucked up family of his.
Kolin sighs.
Kolin Kavanagh: I know what you’re thinking… “Kolin why are you wasting time on Julian Savell?” You’re right, he IS a waste of time but it’s the people running these territories who are wasting our time and tripping over themselves to sign assholes like him… and do you know why?
Kolin’s finger points out over the entire arena.
Kolin Kavanagh: It’s because of you. Because you buy Villain umbrellas. Because you dress your kids up in stupid Villain bird masks. Because you cling to nostalgia. It makes you feel safe. You love the villain you know and fear the villain you don’t. Well you know what? You’re right to fear me. Fear the unknown. You know what Savell and Gregory and Reid are capable of… but you have no idea what I might do. Well we’re about to find out together. Right here in Madison Square Garden. Right here in Liberty Pro Wrestling. This company doesn’t deserve to grace this arena but when I’m done it’ll be my name that belongs in the same sentence as all those legends I mentioned earlier.
He exhales and runs a hand through his hair.
Kolin Kavanagh: First thing’s first though. Tonight I have to drag some gun toting, PTSD-ridden redneck to a semblance of a match before dishonorably discharging his ass from this company. Do not pass go do not collect veterans’ benefits. Felix I hope you’re sitting in the back listening right now. I hope you think I’m looking past you. I hope all my confidence and all my bravado make you believe that you actually stand a chance against me. That way I can enjoy the look of horror and disappointment in your eyes before I close them and send you on your way.
Kolin addresses the crowd once more.
Kolin Kavanagh: Don’t any of you worry though. If you’re fans of Felix Graves you’ll find him sitting just outside those doors, holding a sign that reads, “Wounded War Veteran” while jingling a cup filled with spare change and pocket lint. Felix, if you’re not already a member of one of those support groups where you tell them about how you wake up in a cold sweat riddled with night terrors, I can guarantee you one thing… you soon will be.
Kolin holds out the mic and drops it over the balcony railing before turning and walking away.
RECORDED EARLIER
Helena Noir is standing outside her locker room, stretching minutes prior to her match. When she spots Tim Anderson walking in her direction, she doesn’t seem too happy to see the interviewer approaching her.
Tim Anderson: Helena I…
Helena Noir: No, not tonight, Tim.
She cuts him short, emphasising her words waving her finger in front of her.
Tim Anderson: But…
Helena Noir: I don’t think I have anything interesting to say. Since I lost the CanAm championship, I can’t seem to find a way to bounce back. And it’s frustrating, you know?
Crossing her arms over her chest, she leans back against the wall.
Helena Noir: I don’t want to take anything away from Latimer, he fought a good match and definitely earned his chance to fight Riley. I’m more disappointed in myself, I need to get back on track. You know what i don’t need instead? Distraction.
The look in her eyes makes it clear that Tim is the distraction she’s talking about
Helena Noir: So I’m telling you what you want to hear, saving you the effort to ask any question at all. I’m facing Samantha Tolson tonight, one of those names you don’t forget, for the good or for the worse. I won’t jump on the bandwagon of those bashing her for her lifestyle, for who she slept with or anything like that. But not taking a stand after what her wife did to Melissa’s future husband? That says a lot about what kind of person she is. Let’s just hope she can live up to her name between the ropes,.
Tim nods, as Helena pushes herself back up.
Helena Noir: I beat her wife, Katie, more than once. And without breaking that much of a sweat, in all honesty. I guess tonight we will see who’s the better half, huh?
And just like this, she walks away, leaving Tim alone in front of the camera.
Helena Noir is standing outside her locker room, stretching minutes prior to her match. When she spots Tim Anderson walking in her direction, she doesn’t seem too happy to see the interviewer approaching her.
Tim Anderson: Helena I…
Helena Noir: No, not tonight, Tim.
She cuts him short, emphasising her words waving her finger in front of her.
Tim Anderson: But…
Helena Noir: I don’t think I have anything interesting to say. Since I lost the CanAm championship, I can’t seem to find a way to bounce back. And it’s frustrating, you know?
Crossing her arms over her chest, she leans back against the wall.
Helena Noir: I don’t want to take anything away from Latimer, he fought a good match and definitely earned his chance to fight Riley. I’m more disappointed in myself, I need to get back on track. You know what i don’t need instead? Distraction.
The look in her eyes makes it clear that Tim is the distraction she’s talking about
Helena Noir: So I’m telling you what you want to hear, saving you the effort to ask any question at all. I’m facing Samantha Tolson tonight, one of those names you don’t forget, for the good or for the worse. I won’t jump on the bandwagon of those bashing her for her lifestyle, for who she slept with or anything like that. But not taking a stand after what her wife did to Melissa’s future husband? That says a lot about what kind of person she is. Let’s just hope she can live up to her name between the ropes,.
Tim nods, as Helena pushes herself back up.
Helena Noir: I beat her wife, Katie, more than once. And without breaking that much of a sweat, in all honesty. I guess tonight we will see who’s the better half, huh?
And just like this, she walks away, leaving Tim alone in front of the camera.
RECORDED EARLIER
Scene begins outside the arena for tonight’s show. We see that Veronica Chandler is outside flanked on either side by her two clients Kristina Spencer and Katie Anderson.
Veronica Chandler Tonight in a just a few short hours my client Kristina Spencer will be involved in a battle royal to decide the next contender for the Trials Championship.
Veronica smirks and shakes her head
Veronica Chandler Really Cass? You complain about what happened to you backstage when that was only a love tap from my client and then you try to make it seem like you walked out on your own without help. Please girl you were basically carried out after that heart punch and to top it off you declare over social media that you would be happy to face my client one on one and when i say of course as long as the title is on the line. You were so fast to agree that i wondered what your angle was and now i know.
Veronica points at Kristina
Veronica Chandler You agreed so quickly not because you are a fighting champion. NO! You agreed quickly because you knew that the match would never be made by the higher ups. I reckon you already knew about the battle royal and that is why you laid out the challenge. You know you don’t want none of Kristina one on one so you figure there is no way she will win the royal but hey at least you can say you were willing but things just didn’t work out for the way you wanted.
Veronica gets more animated
Veronica Chandler Bravo Cass! You play the Social Media game well! You say the right things knowing the match would not happen just like that! Well I got news for you Fake News my client has won Battle royals in the past. Hell she won a battle royal in OPW and then went on to beat the champion and NEWS FLASH history is about to repeat itself as Kristina WILL win the Battle Royal and then she WILL beat you and become the NEW Trials Champion!!! Oh and yes Cass you can report that news flash as being 100% CONFIRMED!!!!
Veronica then turns with and looks at Katie with a smile on her face
Veronica Chandler Now unfortunately Katie also is not getting what she wants tonight as once again Melissa Reeves shows her cowardly side by again ducking a one on one match. It seems that yellow streak down her back gets bigger and bigger every week. Now that is good for Melissa but really bad for Ana Valentine because now she gets to feel the wrath of Katie Anderson!
Katie Anderson Ana Valentine, tonight your name is Melissa Reeves, you look like Melissa Reeves, you sound like Melissa Reeves,hell you even smell like Melissa Reeves! And unfortunately for you you're gonna get hurt like Melissa Reeves is gonna get hurt when she finally gets in the ring with me!
Veronica grins
Veronica Chandler Tonight is all about the pain game. Kristina will get to cause pain to more than one person in that battle royal as it truly will be her playground tonight. Then Katie starts her own Playground of Pain just for you Miss Valentine and I would really hate to be you because as my client said tonight you are just a substitute for Melissa Reeves and that is bad for you!
Katie glares into the camera, her eyes cold and emotionless
Katie Anderson I don't care how many titles you've won Ana, I don't care if you're one of the most respected people on this business, hell I don't care about you at all. All I care about is getting past you and moving on to what I really want. Don't get me wrong though, when I get you in that ring you won't be ready for me!
Veronica looks into the camera
Veronica Chandler NOBODY IS READY FOR CHANDLER INCORPORATED!!! Not Ana! Not Reeves! Especially not Baumer! One by one they all fall down! One by one they all Perish! Tonight is just the BEGINNING!!!
Scene begins outside the arena for tonight’s show. We see that Veronica Chandler is outside flanked on either side by her two clients Kristina Spencer and Katie Anderson.
Veronica Chandler Tonight in a just a few short hours my client Kristina Spencer will be involved in a battle royal to decide the next contender for the Trials Championship.
Veronica smirks and shakes her head
Veronica Chandler Really Cass? You complain about what happened to you backstage when that was only a love tap from my client and then you try to make it seem like you walked out on your own without help. Please girl you were basically carried out after that heart punch and to top it off you declare over social media that you would be happy to face my client one on one and when i say of course as long as the title is on the line. You were so fast to agree that i wondered what your angle was and now i know.
Veronica points at Kristina
Veronica Chandler You agreed so quickly not because you are a fighting champion. NO! You agreed quickly because you knew that the match would never be made by the higher ups. I reckon you already knew about the battle royal and that is why you laid out the challenge. You know you don’t want none of Kristina one on one so you figure there is no way she will win the royal but hey at least you can say you were willing but things just didn’t work out for the way you wanted.
Veronica gets more animated
Veronica Chandler Bravo Cass! You play the Social Media game well! You say the right things knowing the match would not happen just like that! Well I got news for you Fake News my client has won Battle royals in the past. Hell she won a battle royal in OPW and then went on to beat the champion and NEWS FLASH history is about to repeat itself as Kristina WILL win the Battle Royal and then she WILL beat you and become the NEW Trials Champion!!! Oh and yes Cass you can report that news flash as being 100% CONFIRMED!!!!
Veronica then turns with and looks at Katie with a smile on her face
Veronica Chandler Now unfortunately Katie also is not getting what she wants tonight as once again Melissa Reeves shows her cowardly side by again ducking a one on one match. It seems that yellow streak down her back gets bigger and bigger every week. Now that is good for Melissa but really bad for Ana Valentine because now she gets to feel the wrath of Katie Anderson!
Katie Anderson Ana Valentine, tonight your name is Melissa Reeves, you look like Melissa Reeves, you sound like Melissa Reeves,hell you even smell like Melissa Reeves! And unfortunately for you you're gonna get hurt like Melissa Reeves is gonna get hurt when she finally gets in the ring with me!
Veronica grins
Veronica Chandler Tonight is all about the pain game. Kristina will get to cause pain to more than one person in that battle royal as it truly will be her playground tonight. Then Katie starts her own Playground of Pain just for you Miss Valentine and I would really hate to be you because as my client said tonight you are just a substitute for Melissa Reeves and that is bad for you!
Katie glares into the camera, her eyes cold and emotionless
Katie Anderson I don't care how many titles you've won Ana, I don't care if you're one of the most respected people on this business, hell I don't care about you at all. All I care about is getting past you and moving on to what I really want. Don't get me wrong though, when I get you in that ring you won't be ready for me!
Veronica looks into the camera
Veronica Chandler NOBODY IS READY FOR CHANDLER INCORPORATED!!! Not Ana! Not Reeves! Especially not Baumer! One by one they all fall down! One by one they all Perish! Tonight is just the BEGINNING!!!
MATCH TWO: SINGLES
Helena Noir vs Samantha Tolson
Helena Noir vs Samantha Tolson
| RECAP The Pretty Little Murder Machine opened this fight up when she immediately tied up with the submission specialist, introducing her to a hard hitting German Suplex, turning that into a chain of three of them, explosively starting the match by showing Helena Noir who the mayor of suplex city was, but Helena was far from easily cowed by the explosive power of Tolson, and responded in kind by exhibiting her own technical prowess the moment that she escaped her by transitioning in a swinging neckbreaker, taking Tolson down. Quickly, as if to show that she was all too ready to ‘dial it in,’ Helena went for the pin. 1.. 2.. KICK OUT! Tolson was in a rage at the fact that Helena went for the pin, much less made it to the two count and showcased that by amping up the violence, to which Helena responded in kind. The two women were a maelstrom of violent grappling. Transitions, reversals, hard slams to the mat, whenever one thought they had the advantage, the other took it from them. Neither woman had plans on backing down or losing judged by how they acted, coming at eachother in a state of precision and fury. From Sam’s hardhitting suplexes to Helena’s top notch aptitude for submissions and wearing down an opponent’s limbs, the two were constantly one upping eachother, something that culminated with Helena finally managing to lock on a triangle choke while on the ground, doing her very best to try and end the explosive back and forth into a submission. 1.. 2.. SHOULDER UP! At the last moment, Helena realized that Sam had been manipulating the hold she had on her to try and pin her mid submission, forcing the other woman to loosen the hold. 1.. SHOULDER UP! Another failed attempt, Helena was straightening both shoulders, frustrated, trying to regain her hold only to have Sam pick her up in equal parts frustration and rage before slamming her back down, forcing her to release that attempted submission. Helena wasn’t out of tricks yet, and as Sam went in for more, she met her with a hard kick to the chest, forcing her back as she scrambled up to her feet, and dove in with a shoot, grabbing the powerhouse by her leg and drove upwards in a single leg takedown, dropping the other woman on that mat with enough force to shake the whole ring, trying to capitalize by locking on a stretch muffler, but as she went for it? She was met by Sam’s hard hitting boot impacting her jaw, knocking her into the ropes. On her feet, Sam wasted no time, getting up to her feet and irish whipping Helena into the ropes where she used those hard hitting kicks to lay into her, unleashing her patented Nihon e no ōdo on the girl before pulling her into a Victory Drop Omega! Rolling across the girl and hooking her leg, Sam waited for the Ref to count her out for the pin. 1.. 2.. 3! TOLSON WINS! WINNER Samantha Tolson METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 10:54 FINISHING MOVE Victory Omega Drop |
BACKSTAGE
Seth Lawless: This is my chance to do something as a singles wrestler here in Liberty Pro. When I broke off from The Society this is what I wanted, I wanted to be by myself because I wanted to prove to everyone that as a singles wrestler I still could go at it. That I didn’t need my team behind me, because all I have known for awhile was being in a team with other people.
Seth Lawless sits behind the curtain waiting for the show to start. He was already in his wrestling gear and he had a water in his hand. He quickly took a drink of it and looked around backstage. Everyone was starting to walk around getting ready for the show, checking the lights and everything else.
Seth Lawless: I open the show tonight against other people all vying for the right to fight for the Trials Championship, a title that has a lot of history within in it here in Liberty Pro, and I want to be a part of that history and I will work my ass off to get there, granted the last battle royal I was in didn’t end well.
He shakes his head as he closes his eyes.
Seth Lawless: At Genesis I wanted to do a whole hell of a lot better.
He takes a deep breath and shakes his head.
Seth Lawless: I am going to work my ass off in this match though because I know I need to win, I know that there is a title opportunity in front of me and it is something that I have been working on I want to be a singles wrestler now and this is my chance, this is my chance to cement my legacy into something other than the follower of Becky Balfour. Now granted, I have pissed a lot of people off and some of them don’t think that I will be able to do this but I know I can, I know I can go through the competition in this match and get my hand raised.
He takes one more deep breath as he gets up he walks to the curtain and nods his head and smiles.
Seth Lawless: That Trials Title would look good on my shoulder or around my waist and I will not waste this opportunity, because I need this and I will do it no matter how hard I have to work.
Seth Lawless: This is my chance to do something as a singles wrestler here in Liberty Pro. When I broke off from The Society this is what I wanted, I wanted to be by myself because I wanted to prove to everyone that as a singles wrestler I still could go at it. That I didn’t need my team behind me, because all I have known for awhile was being in a team with other people.
Seth Lawless sits behind the curtain waiting for the show to start. He was already in his wrestling gear and he had a water in his hand. He quickly took a drink of it and looked around backstage. Everyone was starting to walk around getting ready for the show, checking the lights and everything else.
Seth Lawless: I open the show tonight against other people all vying for the right to fight for the Trials Championship, a title that has a lot of history within in it here in Liberty Pro, and I want to be a part of that history and I will work my ass off to get there, granted the last battle royal I was in didn’t end well.
He shakes his head as he closes his eyes.
Seth Lawless: At Genesis I wanted to do a whole hell of a lot better.
He takes a deep breath and shakes his head.
Seth Lawless: I am going to work my ass off in this match though because I know I need to win, I know that there is a title opportunity in front of me and it is something that I have been working on I want to be a singles wrestler now and this is my chance, this is my chance to cement my legacy into something other than the follower of Becky Balfour. Now granted, I have pissed a lot of people off and some of them don’t think that I will be able to do this but I know I can, I know I can go through the competition in this match and get my hand raised.
He takes one more deep breath as he gets up he walks to the curtain and nods his head and smiles.
Seth Lawless: That Trials Title would look good on my shoulder or around my waist and I will not waste this opportunity, because I need this and I will do it no matter how hard I have to work.
BACKSTAGE
Backstage in the catering area, Brendan Callaghan is happily stuffing his face with cake. A gooey hot fudge chocolate pudding one, to be exact. He’s clearly in heaven as he doesn’t seem to notice, or mind, that he’s got chocolate sauce smeared on his face. All he cares about is shoving spoonful after spoonful of cake into his mouth. Liberty Pro’s backstage interviewer Tim Anderson approaches Brendan’s table to reach for a water bottle. Brendan waggles his eyebrows in greeting as he scoops up more cake from its container.
Brendan Callaghan: Hey!
He wolfs it down before licking his chocolate-covered fingers. Letting out a satisfied burp, he pats his stomach and pushes the container aside.
Tim Anderson: Wow… Cake before a match… But that looks really good though.
Tim chuckles. Brendan nods with a knowing smile, his eyes drooping a little on chocolate high.
Brendan Callaghan: Oh yeah it is! Nami and Coral made it for me! They’re amazing bakers!
Tim Anderson raises an eyebrow at that.
Tim Anderson: Really? Well, that’s um nice.
Brendan beams.
Brendan Callaghan: It sure is! A perfect pre-match meal!
Tim Anderson: Are you sure that’s appropriate? I mean, I don’t mean no disrespect but I’ve seen your tweets and you’ve been eating a lot of cakes lately. Not to mention last week. Are you alright, man?
Brendan Callaghan: Yep, it’s all part of the plan!
Tim Anderson: What plan?
Brendan Callaghan: It’s my strategy. You know the match I’m gonna be in tonight, right?
Tim Anderson: The… battle royal?
Brendan Callaghan: That’s the one! It’s a fight for a shot at the Trials title and I’ve been there like a million times already. First with Scarlett then it’s you-know-who and now with Cass? Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t wanna wrestle Cass ‘cause she’s a friend but I don’t wanna go through the whole thing again fighting for a title shot. I’m done, man. D-O-UN!
At this point, Tim is stifling his laughter as Brendan continues his rant.
Brendan Callaghan: So, in protest, I’ve stopped training as much and started eating more. That way, I’ll be so sloppy and sluggish that I can’t fight back. Man, even Jaylen has volunteered to throw me out of the ring tonight. And you know what, Tim? I’ma let him.
Tim Anderson: Ookay… Again, I don’t mean no disrespect but Jaylen’s not exactly the biggest guy around. In fact, all your opponents are much smaller and lighter than you are, Brendan. How is Jaylen or any of them gonna throw you out of the ring? And with the dangerously high amount of junk food you’ve been eating lately, you might have um gained some...
Tim cautiously let his words trail off as Brendan’s eyebrows slowly furrow together in concern.
Tim Anderson: Sorry, Brendan. I’m sure you’re aware that with no training and proper diet, you won’t be able to maintain your shape, right? I don’t think you’d want that.
As if suddenly realising all this, Brendan looks even more troubled now.
Brendan Callaghan: Wait a minute… if I’ve gotten heavier now, that means it’s gonna be a lot harder for the others to eliminate me in the battle royal. Then all this cake… would almost be FOR NOTHING!!!
Tim nearly jumps out of his skin. Brendan starts to panic, his eyes searching the catering room.
Tim Anderson: I’m s-sorry—
Brendan Callaghan: WAIT!
Brendan suddenly grabs Tim’s arm. That startles Tim again, clearly getting more flustered.
Tim Anderson: Wh-what?
Brendan releases his grip and slowly stands up, the wheels of his mind turning.
Brendan Callaghan: I’m gonna go for a run.
As Brendan prepares to leave, Tim stares at him in surprise.
Tim Anderson: Wait, right now? But your match is next!
Brendan Callaghan: Then I’ll run to the ring! I need to sweat the pounds off!
Tim Anderson: Brendan, that’s not how it works—
But Brendan’s already leaving as he tosses the empty cake container into the trash.
Brendan Callaghan: No time, Tim, gotta go!
Tim stares in confusion after Brendan as he hurries off jogging. The scene cuts away here.
Backstage in the catering area, Brendan Callaghan is happily stuffing his face with cake. A gooey hot fudge chocolate pudding one, to be exact. He’s clearly in heaven as he doesn’t seem to notice, or mind, that he’s got chocolate sauce smeared on his face. All he cares about is shoving spoonful after spoonful of cake into his mouth. Liberty Pro’s backstage interviewer Tim Anderson approaches Brendan’s table to reach for a water bottle. Brendan waggles his eyebrows in greeting as he scoops up more cake from its container.
Brendan Callaghan: Hey!
He wolfs it down before licking his chocolate-covered fingers. Letting out a satisfied burp, he pats his stomach and pushes the container aside.
Tim Anderson: Wow… Cake before a match… But that looks really good though.
Tim chuckles. Brendan nods with a knowing smile, his eyes drooping a little on chocolate high.
Brendan Callaghan: Oh yeah it is! Nami and Coral made it for me! They’re amazing bakers!
Tim Anderson raises an eyebrow at that.
Tim Anderson: Really? Well, that’s um nice.
Brendan beams.
Brendan Callaghan: It sure is! A perfect pre-match meal!
Tim Anderson: Are you sure that’s appropriate? I mean, I don’t mean no disrespect but I’ve seen your tweets and you’ve been eating a lot of cakes lately. Not to mention last week. Are you alright, man?
Brendan Callaghan: Yep, it’s all part of the plan!
Tim Anderson: What plan?
Brendan Callaghan: It’s my strategy. You know the match I’m gonna be in tonight, right?
Tim Anderson: The… battle royal?
Brendan Callaghan: That’s the one! It’s a fight for a shot at the Trials title and I’ve been there like a million times already. First with Scarlett then it’s you-know-who and now with Cass? Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t wanna wrestle Cass ‘cause she’s a friend but I don’t wanna go through the whole thing again fighting for a title shot. I’m done, man. D-O-UN!
At this point, Tim is stifling his laughter as Brendan continues his rant.
Brendan Callaghan: So, in protest, I’ve stopped training as much and started eating more. That way, I’ll be so sloppy and sluggish that I can’t fight back. Man, even Jaylen has volunteered to throw me out of the ring tonight. And you know what, Tim? I’ma let him.
Tim Anderson: Ookay… Again, I don’t mean no disrespect but Jaylen’s not exactly the biggest guy around. In fact, all your opponents are much smaller and lighter than you are, Brendan. How is Jaylen or any of them gonna throw you out of the ring? And with the dangerously high amount of junk food you’ve been eating lately, you might have um gained some...
Tim cautiously let his words trail off as Brendan’s eyebrows slowly furrow together in concern.
Tim Anderson: Sorry, Brendan. I’m sure you’re aware that with no training and proper diet, you won’t be able to maintain your shape, right? I don’t think you’d want that.
As if suddenly realising all this, Brendan looks even more troubled now.
Brendan Callaghan: Wait a minute… if I’ve gotten heavier now, that means it’s gonna be a lot harder for the others to eliminate me in the battle royal. Then all this cake… would almost be FOR NOTHING!!!
Tim nearly jumps out of his skin. Brendan starts to panic, his eyes searching the catering room.
Tim Anderson: I’m s-sorry—
Brendan Callaghan: WAIT!
Brendan suddenly grabs Tim’s arm. That startles Tim again, clearly getting more flustered.
Tim Anderson: Wh-what?
Brendan releases his grip and slowly stands up, the wheels of his mind turning.
Brendan Callaghan: I’m gonna go for a run.
As Brendan prepares to leave, Tim stares at him in surprise.
Tim Anderson: Wait, right now? But your match is next!
Brendan Callaghan: Then I’ll run to the ring! I need to sweat the pounds off!
Tim Anderson: Brendan, that’s not how it works—
But Brendan’s already leaving as he tosses the empty cake container into the trash.
Brendan Callaghan: No time, Tim, gotta go!
Tim stares in confusion after Brendan as he hurries off jogging. The scene cuts away here.
BACKSTAGE
Honey is in the cafeteria eating her chocolate pudding little by little with her Han Solo movie shirt on and a custom made back print saying “Honey Solo” on the back in a nice yellow lettering. She’s currently awaiting her battle royal and wiggles her head side to side a little in rhythm.
Honey: I'm figh-ting…
Honey says singing and inhales to get ready for her list.
Honey: Kelsey and Isla Carter, she's quite tall!
And that guy Seth Lawless, he's got no hair at all!
Trey is really really cool!
And Brendan i-i-is too!
Jaylen is, like, a danger ranger man!
And Felix prefers whiskey over a beer can!
Neriah did hit me with a chair.!
But in this contender battle royal, I FIGHT FAIR!
Honey says with her head swaying side to side to the beat of her song, humming the tune.
: Honey.
The familiar melodic voice spoke concisely and with a purpose, catching a beaming Honey’s attention. The ACM Tag Team Champion’s eyes widened as the warrior sat beside her with a stoic expression.
Honey: CODA!
Honey says turning in her chair to face her very good friend.
Coda grins briefly but it quickly dissipates.
Honey: Where have you been? I would have got you a chocolate pudding if I knew you were coming but, like, it’s all gone and stuff.
Honey shows an empty pudding cup to Coda.
Coda sighs softly at the sight before pushing it back towards Honey’s chest.
Coda: I could not miss today. It is important to you.
Honey’s eyes grow and glow with Coda acknowledging her big battle royal.
Coda: You comprehend the magnitude of tonight, yes?
Honey nods.
Coda: You are about to step into the ring against five competitors who wish nothing more than to crush these dreams of yours to become the Trials Champion. I would advise you to focus.
Honey nods again and puts her pudding cup far in front of her with a narrowed eyed look of sheer determination.
Honey: No distractions, Pudding.
Coda eyes the pudding with uncertainty before glancing back at Honey.
Coda: It is like I have told you from the beginning. You are strong than you realize. You have achieved much in recent months.
Honey pulls out of her backpack her ACM Tag Team Title.
Honey Mmhmm! I am now a 74 day old tag team champion. My teamie is Voidstar too, he was a Trials Champion and I think he would be very proud of me winning the title too from Cassy Baumer.
Coda: How did you do this?
She said the words as if trying to prove a point.
Honey: Umm, well me and my teamie Voidstar who I called Oogie Boogie back then because he was a little scary worked together and we beat the Parker Bros to be champion. I even did a few jumps out of the ring.
Honey nods slower than before in a “yep, I’m that cool” manner.
Coda: No.
Coda’s fists tighten on her lap.
Coda: When you were achieving this goal, what was on your mind?
Honey ‘s eyes go up as she becomes the living embodiment of the think emoji she often posts.
Honey: Um I was thinking about how, like, I wanted to be the tip top champion and, like, prove that I was as good as I was when I became the Super Falcon last year. But now I want to have my first defence since I never got to before and that’s super important to being a successful champion.
Coda: It is easy to forget you are not just happy to be here. You want to win. This is the mentality I need you to be in right now. You have much to prove and tonight is no exception.
Honey clenches her fists and sets herself in that mentality.
Honey: Honey Smith, The Contender!
Coda nodded slightly in approval.
Coda: May I ask you something else?
Honey: Okey dokey.
She says with a smile and look of curiosity.
Coda: How did it make you feel when Mr. Holst attacked you backstage before your Liberty Pro Tag Team Championship match a few weeks ago? And when Ms. Reeves & Ms. Williams won without you?
Honey: Um, I was very happy Aubrey and Melissa won because they’re my friends and stuff.
She says with a smile.
Honey: And my back was very very sore after he attacked me, but I made sure he didn’t do it again later.
Coda paused to think for a moment.
Coda: You were angry, yes? Without Mr. Holst’s interference, you would have likely been one half of the LPW Tag Team Champions right now.
Honey: I did wish I got to fight for those titles, since we fought for them too and stuff.
Coda: You cannot change the past. I understand this. Ms. Reeves made the best out of a bad situation. However, with Neriah in this match, were I you, I would make sure he understands he cannot do such things without repercussions. Do you understand?
Honey nods with her eyes focused on Coda.
Honey: I do. Like if I eat my pudding before dinner I wouldn’t get pudding tomorrow. Neriah needs to know there is no pudding for chair weidling cheaters.
Coda nodded.
Coda: He cannot become champion. He cannot win this battle royale.
Honey: Because I WILL!
Honey pops both fists into the air and mimics the crowd cheering.
Coda: Indeed.
Honey: Thank you, Coda.
Coda: It is what friends do.
Honey’s eyes twinkle at the notion.
Coda: It is almost time. Be ready.
And the scene ends with Honey getting up from her seat, very geared and ready for the match.
Honey is in the cafeteria eating her chocolate pudding little by little with her Han Solo movie shirt on and a custom made back print saying “Honey Solo” on the back in a nice yellow lettering. She’s currently awaiting her battle royal and wiggles her head side to side a little in rhythm.
Honey: I'm figh-ting…
Honey says singing and inhales to get ready for her list.
Honey: Kelsey and Isla Carter, she's quite tall!
And that guy Seth Lawless, he's got no hair at all!
Trey is really really cool!
And Brendan i-i-is too!
Jaylen is, like, a danger ranger man!
And Felix prefers whiskey over a beer can!
Neriah did hit me with a chair.!
But in this contender battle royal, I FIGHT FAIR!
Honey says with her head swaying side to side to the beat of her song, humming the tune.
: Honey.The familiar melodic voice spoke concisely and with a purpose, catching a beaming Honey’s attention. The ACM Tag Team Champion’s eyes widened as the warrior sat beside her with a stoic expression.
Honey: CODA!
Honey says turning in her chair to face her very good friend.
Coda grins briefly but it quickly dissipates.
Honey: Where have you been? I would have got you a chocolate pudding if I knew you were coming but, like, it’s all gone and stuff.
Honey shows an empty pudding cup to Coda.
Coda sighs softly at the sight before pushing it back towards Honey’s chest.
Coda: I could not miss today. It is important to you.
Honey’s eyes grow and glow with Coda acknowledging her big battle royal.
Coda: You comprehend the magnitude of tonight, yes?
Honey nods.
Coda: You are about to step into the ring against five competitors who wish nothing more than to crush these dreams of yours to become the Trials Champion. I would advise you to focus.
Honey nods again and puts her pudding cup far in front of her with a narrowed eyed look of sheer determination.
Honey: No distractions, Pudding.
Coda eyes the pudding with uncertainty before glancing back at Honey.
Coda: It is like I have told you from the beginning. You are strong than you realize. You have achieved much in recent months.
Honey pulls out of her backpack her ACM Tag Team Title.
Honey Mmhmm! I am now a 74 day old tag team champion. My teamie is Voidstar too, he was a Trials Champion and I think he would be very proud of me winning the title too from Cassy Baumer.
Coda: How did you do this?
She said the words as if trying to prove a point.
Honey: Umm, well me and my teamie Voidstar who I called Oogie Boogie back then because he was a little scary worked together and we beat the Parker Bros to be champion. I even did a few jumps out of the ring.
Honey nods slower than before in a “yep, I’m that cool” manner.
Coda: No.
Coda’s fists tighten on her lap.
Coda: When you were achieving this goal, what was on your mind?
Honey ‘s eyes go up as she becomes the living embodiment of the think emoji she often posts.
Honey: Um I was thinking about how, like, I wanted to be the tip top champion and, like, prove that I was as good as I was when I became the Super Falcon last year. But now I want to have my first defence since I never got to before and that’s super important to being a successful champion.
Coda: It is easy to forget you are not just happy to be here. You want to win. This is the mentality I need you to be in right now. You have much to prove and tonight is no exception.
Honey clenches her fists and sets herself in that mentality.
Honey: Honey Smith, The Contender!
Coda nodded slightly in approval.
Coda: May I ask you something else?
Honey: Okey dokey.
She says with a smile and look of curiosity.
Coda: How did it make you feel when Mr. Holst attacked you backstage before your Liberty Pro Tag Team Championship match a few weeks ago? And when Ms. Reeves & Ms. Williams won without you?
Honey: Um, I was very happy Aubrey and Melissa won because they’re my friends and stuff.
She says with a smile.
Honey: And my back was very very sore after he attacked me, but I made sure he didn’t do it again later.
Coda paused to think for a moment.
Coda: You were angry, yes? Without Mr. Holst’s interference, you would have likely been one half of the LPW Tag Team Champions right now.
Honey: I did wish I got to fight for those titles, since we fought for them too and stuff.
Coda: You cannot change the past. I understand this. Ms. Reeves made the best out of a bad situation. However, with Neriah in this match, were I you, I would make sure he understands he cannot do such things without repercussions. Do you understand?
Honey nods with her eyes focused on Coda.
Honey: I do. Like if I eat my pudding before dinner I wouldn’t get pudding tomorrow. Neriah needs to know there is no pudding for chair weidling cheaters.
Coda nodded.
Coda: He cannot become champion. He cannot win this battle royale.
Honey: Because I WILL!
Honey pops both fists into the air and mimics the crowd cheering.
Coda: Indeed.
Honey: Thank you, Coda.
Coda: It is what friends do.
Honey’s eyes twinkle at the notion.
Coda: It is almost time. Be ready.
And the scene ends with Honey getting up from her seat, very geared and ready for the match.
MATCH THREE: BATTLE ROYAL FOR A TRIALS TITLE SHOT
Isla Carter vs Jaylen Michaels vs Kristina Spencer vs Felix Vialpando vs Brendan Callaghan vs Honey vs Trey Peterson vs Neriah Holst vs Seth Lawless
Isla Carter vs Jaylen Michaels vs Kristina Spencer vs Felix Vialpando vs Brendan Callaghan vs Honey vs Trey Peterson vs Neriah Holst vs Seth Lawless
| RECAP The match starts off with Neriah rolling out of the ring and joining the commentators booth. Neriah claims that he doesn’t need to wrestle until he wants to because the show is all about Neriah. It doesn’t take long for Brendan to follow suit and he rolls out as well before sitting down next to Neriah. Neriah tells Brendan he’s ugly and to get out of his space. Brendan tells Neriah to bug off. The two then start to fight on the outside when Neriah tackles Callaghan down. Inside of the ring, Jaylen Mchaels and Isla Carter are battling near the ropes when Seth Lawless comes up behind them and eliminates them both. ELIMINATED: ISLA CARTER & JAYLEN MICHAELS The match continues on with Kristina Spencer hitting Trey Peterson with her heart punch. Trey is down but Felix comes out of nowhere and takes Spencer out before hitting her with the Falcon Call. Felix then picks Trey up and tosses him out of the ring, eliminating him. ELIMINATED: TREY PETERSON Felix starts to celebrate but he doesn’t see Honey and she nails Felix with a dropkick that sends Vialpando over the ropes. Felix catches himself on the apron and stands up but Brendan, who is still outside of the ring, pulls Felix down and eliminates him from the outside. ELIMINATED: FELIX VIALPANDO Felix is furious. He takes Brendan out with a clothesline and then whips him into the steel steps, knocking him out. Neriah is on the side laughing and pointing at Brendan but he doesn’t feel Seth Lawless, who grabs him by the head and tosses him back into the ring. Seth slides in and he fights back and forth with Neriah, who’s finally a part of the match. Neriah gets one over on Seth and throws him over the ropes but Seth hangs on. Neriah looks to knock Seth off but Honey dropkicks Neriah from behind and Seth pulls down the rope rope and Neriah goes flying over, getting eliminated. ELIMINATED: NERIAH HOLST Seth gets back in the ring and he drops Honey with a clothesline. He then throws her towards the ropes and hits her with a pop up powerbomb. Seth then picks Honey up and tosses her out, eliminating her. ELIMINATED: HONEY Seth doesn’t see Kristina Spencer, who comes out of nowhere and she attacks him from behind, hitting him with a running knee strike. She picks Seth up and tries to throw him over the ropes but he hangs on. Suddenly, Brendan Callaghan is back in the ring and he tosses Seth and Kristina over the ropes and Seth’s feet touch the ground but Kristina hangs onto the ropes. ELIMINATED: SETH LAWLESS Brendan starts to celebrate as he turns around, thinking he won the match but Kristina gets back in the ring. She grabs the unsuspecting Callaghan from behind and tosses him over the ropes, giving her the victory and the title shot at the Trials Championship. ELIMINATED: BRENDAN CALLAGHAN Elimination Count: Seth Lawless: 3 Brendan Callaghan: 2 Kristina Spencer: 1 Honey: 1 Felix Vialpando: 1 Neriah Holst: 0 Isla Carter: 0 Jaylen Michaels: 0 WINNER Kristina Spencer METHOD Over the top rope elimination MATCH LENGTH 12:22 FINISHING MOVE Threw Brendan over the top rope |
BACKSTAGE
Rusty: Come on, Kid! Come on! You’re golden!
Rusty and Felix were in the back, with Felix shadowboxing while holding a forty five pound dumb bell in each hand, effortlessly drilling the air with textbook punches, a thing of beauty to watch from a technical standpoint.
Rusty: Hands can’t hit what the eyes can’t see.
Felix: Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee!
Rusty and Felix: Rumble Young Man, Rumble!
Felix paused then, moving to ease those weights down before cleaning off his face and neck with an offered towel.
Rusty: This Kolin kid’s got one hell of a rep already. He’s a killer in the ring, and his style an’ build isn’t all that far off from your own. You need to watch him, Felix.
Felix: Eh, everyone’s a killer. What else is new?
Rusty blinked owlishly before pinching the bridge of his nose.
Rusty: Do you take anything we do here seriously?
Felix: I take the money seriously, I take the pussy seriously, other than that? Nah, not really.
Rusty: What about love for the sport?
Felix: ...Rusty, I go out into the ring and roll around with sweaty ass people who wanna take cheapshots and hurt my ass. You really think I love that more than the aforementioned money and pussy?
Rusty: …..Alright, fair point, let’s pack it up and get ready to kick ass!
The pair promptly moved off screen, presumably to either start the match, or do… God knows whatever they did off camera.
Rusty: Come on, Kid! Come on! You’re golden!
Rusty and Felix were in the back, with Felix shadowboxing while holding a forty five pound dumb bell in each hand, effortlessly drilling the air with textbook punches, a thing of beauty to watch from a technical standpoint.
Rusty: Hands can’t hit what the eyes can’t see.
Felix: Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee!
Rusty and Felix: Rumble Young Man, Rumble!
Felix paused then, moving to ease those weights down before cleaning off his face and neck with an offered towel.
Rusty: This Kolin kid’s got one hell of a rep already. He’s a killer in the ring, and his style an’ build isn’t all that far off from your own. You need to watch him, Felix.
Felix: Eh, everyone’s a killer. What else is new?
Rusty blinked owlishly before pinching the bridge of his nose.
Rusty: Do you take anything we do here seriously?
Felix: I take the money seriously, I take the pussy seriously, other than that? Nah, not really.
Rusty: What about love for the sport?
Felix: ...Rusty, I go out into the ring and roll around with sweaty ass people who wanna take cheapshots and hurt my ass. You really think I love that more than the aforementioned money and pussy?
Rusty: …..Alright, fair point, let’s pack it up and get ready to kick ass!
The pair promptly moved off screen, presumably to either start the match, or do… God knows whatever they did off camera.
MATCH FOUR: SINGLES
Kolin Kavanagh vs Felix Graves
Kolin Kavanagh vs Felix Graves
| RECAP This match gets underway with both men meeting in the center of the ring where cocky smirks and a lot of jawing are exchanged. Felix is the first to get physical, shoving Kolin backwards but Kavanagh just laughs for a moment before shoving Felix in return. They’re jawing once more but this time it’s Kolin strikes who strikes first, reeling off a quick but highly illegal poke before sending Graves dancing away clutching his midsection courtesy of a reverse atomic drop. Felix complains to the ref about the eye poke and tries to buy some time but Kolin hits him with a flying tackle and immediately follows with a mount from which he rains down punches. The ref admonishes Kolin and starts to count but everytime he hits five Kolin stops, pauses a second and then starts all over again. Finally standing up Kolin holds his hands in the air and pleads innocence as the ref admonishes him and threatens to disqualify him if he keeps it up. Graves struggles to his feet trying to shake off the cobwebs but Kavanagh pushes past the referee and loads up with a left hook, only Felix blocks the left and lands one of his own. Back and forth these two titans engage in a slugfest, each blow rocking the other more than the next. The fans are counting along with the punches but Kolin breaks the count by kicking Felix right in the nuts and quickly following the low blow with a jack knife powerbomb. He makes the cover and gets a two count before Felix kicks out with authority. Kolin immediately jumps to his feet and complains to the referee about a slow count. Felix rolls over onto all fours and launches a shoulder at Kolin, chop blocking him from behind and causing Kavanagh to crumble to the canvas. Now it’s Graves who is the aggressor. Felix gets a mount and it’s his turn to rain down a punishing combination of punches. Then he pulls Kavanagh to his feet and whips him into the corner before following up with “HOOAH” a series of Ric Flair style chops that really get the crowd going. Kolin’s chest is beet red as he stumbles out of the corner. Felix shows him no quarter, whipping Kolin off the ropes and heaving him to the canvas with a devastating spinebuster. Felix goes for the cover but this time it’s Kolin who kicks out with authority at the count of two. Felix jumps to his feet and scales the nearest turnbuckle. He sets up and waits as Kolin stands and gets his bearings. The second he turns to face Felix he launches from the turnbuckle with a Tomahawk Missile (missile dropkick) only Kolin sides steps it and shoves Felix down as he flies past, causing even more of an impact when he strikes the mat. Kolin points down at Felix and laughs before hoisting his opponent high in the air and holding them there, even showing off by holding him with only one arm before driving him down to the canvas with a stalling jackhammer. Kolin stands over Felix and signals for the Spinal Tap but some commotion atop the ramp draws his attention. There holding Quinn Baumer by her hair is Golden Globe’s first major signing Julian Savell. Julian laughs as Kolin’s eyes widen. He yanks Quinn upward, ripping at her hair and almost causing her feet to leave the ramp as she screams out in pain while flailing wildly. Kolin steps through the ropes, leaps from the ring apron and charges up the ramp towards Julian like a heat seeking missile. Julian watches with a devious grin, screaming for Kolin to come get him but the second Kolin gets about halfway Julian grabs Quinn around the waist with his other hand and then uses both hands to fling her off the ramp and down to the floor. The crowd gasps and Kolin immediately changes course, leaping from the ramp to tend to Quinn who’s screams have gone quiet. Julian just points and laughs. As the crowd boos Julian takes a bow before pointing towards the ring where a stunned Felix looks on. Julian mouths that Felix can thank him later and before anyone realizes it the referee signals for the bell as he’s reached a count of ten and counted Kolin out of the match. WINNER Felix Graves METHOD COUNTOUT MATCH LENGTH 12:12 FINISHING MOVE N/A |
BACKSTAGE
Coral Callaghan steps in front of a camera that’s focused on a backdrop, a large drape that Nami Callaghan stands next to. At Coral’s signal, Nami pulls a braided rope and the drape falls to the floor with an audible thump, and she dusts her hands off before joining her twin. Tonight they are wearing gold and purple matching gear and they stand facing each other in front of the camera until in complete sync they step apart and back two large steps. Revealed from them moving and of course the drape being gone is a collage of images that’s floor to ceiling. It’s black and white for the most part, though there are larger spots on it that are full color. Coral whips out a teacher’s pointer, and dramatically points it towards the collage.
Coral Callaghan: Here it is. Every single time that The Society has cheated, done something dirty, sucked the life out of the room, or just been in general asshats.
She moves to stand closer to it, the pointer going to highlight the things she talks about.
Coral Callaghan: Here’s where Becky had help to beat us… oh look, here’s another. Here’s another, against Melissa Reeves. Here’s where Becky attacks Sephora with her grubby Followers. Here’s where Becky attacks Spider. Here’s where Becky runs over Liz Jones with a moving vehicle. Here’s where Becky went to jail after fighting outside with Riley Savell.
Nami’s brows knit close together as she turns to face the collage then turns back to face the camera.
Nami Callaghan: Wait… Paris Hilton of the Homeless only went to jail the once?
Coral deadpans over at her and shrugs.
Coral Callaghan: I’m sure that the DA’s office is building a case right now and any day we’ll see that bitch behind bars where she in fact belongs.
Coral taps the stick against the collage smartly.
Coral Callaghan: Here’s where Trent Grundy kicked a priest. Oh man, The Society all thought that was so funny. What was it you said, Grey Malone?
Nami shakes her head and glares at the camera.
Nami Callaghan: Nah he was too busy retweeting crap that some magician woman he was dating Tweeted that made it sound like she got off on our celebration of love getting ruined.
The Girls look at each other and make an identical face of disgust.
Coral and Nami: Ew.
They both roll their eyes before Coral continues.
Coral Callaghan: Tonight, we get Trent and Gray… and if you think this is going to be a walk in the park? You’re both wrong. We had hopes for Trent, after Seth escaped the Sarlacc Pit that is Becky Balfour’s Vajayjay, but we see he’s still wrapped up with whatever it is that she does to draw you all in.
The pair shake their heads.
Nami Callaghan: And everyone knows that Gray is too focused on wrecking Ally Gregory’s peace to really give a shit about you tonight Trent. Oh well! Don’t worry, we’ll pick up that slack.
Coral tosses the pointer away and the twins walk out of the shot, leaving the camera to focus on all of the dirty deeds of The Society.
Coral Callaghan steps in front of a camera that’s focused on a backdrop, a large drape that Nami Callaghan stands next to. At Coral’s signal, Nami pulls a braided rope and the drape falls to the floor with an audible thump, and she dusts her hands off before joining her twin. Tonight they are wearing gold and purple matching gear and they stand facing each other in front of the camera until in complete sync they step apart and back two large steps. Revealed from them moving and of course the drape being gone is a collage of images that’s floor to ceiling. It’s black and white for the most part, though there are larger spots on it that are full color. Coral whips out a teacher’s pointer, and dramatically points it towards the collage.
Coral Callaghan: Here it is. Every single time that The Society has cheated, done something dirty, sucked the life out of the room, or just been in general asshats.
She moves to stand closer to it, the pointer going to highlight the things she talks about.
Coral Callaghan: Here’s where Becky had help to beat us… oh look, here’s another. Here’s another, against Melissa Reeves. Here’s where Becky attacks Sephora with her grubby Followers. Here’s where Becky attacks Spider. Here’s where Becky runs over Liz Jones with a moving vehicle. Here’s where Becky went to jail after fighting outside with Riley Savell.
Nami’s brows knit close together as she turns to face the collage then turns back to face the camera.
Nami Callaghan: Wait… Paris Hilton of the Homeless only went to jail the once?
Coral deadpans over at her and shrugs.
Coral Callaghan: I’m sure that the DA’s office is building a case right now and any day we’ll see that bitch behind bars where she in fact belongs.
Coral taps the stick against the collage smartly.
Coral Callaghan: Here’s where Trent Grundy kicked a priest. Oh man, The Society all thought that was so funny. What was it you said, Grey Malone?
Nami shakes her head and glares at the camera.
Nami Callaghan: Nah he was too busy retweeting crap that some magician woman he was dating Tweeted that made it sound like she got off on our celebration of love getting ruined.
The Girls look at each other and make an identical face of disgust.
Coral and Nami: Ew.
They both roll their eyes before Coral continues.
Coral Callaghan: Tonight, we get Trent and Gray… and if you think this is going to be a walk in the park? You’re both wrong. We had hopes for Trent, after Seth escaped the Sarlacc Pit that is Becky Balfour’s Vajayjay, but we see he’s still wrapped up with whatever it is that she does to draw you all in.
The pair shake their heads.
Nami Callaghan: And everyone knows that Gray is too focused on wrecking Ally Gregory’s peace to really give a shit about you tonight Trent. Oh well! Don’t worry, we’ll pick up that slack.
Coral tosses the pointer away and the twins walk out of the shot, leaving the camera to focus on all of the dirty deeds of The Society.
MATCH FIVE: TAG TEAM
Girls of Summer vs #TheSociety (Gray Malone & Trent Grundy)
Girls of Summer vs #TheSociety (Gray Malone & Trent Grundy)
| RECAP As soon as the bell rings, Coral Callaghan is doing her best to wear down the larger Trent Grundy with some well placed strikes. Grundy shoots in for a collar-and-elbow tie up, putting Coral back into the ropes, and sending her across the ring only to be dropped with a shoulder block from Coral in a counter. Targeting Trent’s knees, Coral goes wild until Grundy manages to pull himself into the ropes and the referee has to get Coral away. As Grundy gets back up, Coral tries going right back for the legs, but Trent catches her with a side headlock and wrestles her down to the mat. Using his impressive powe, Trent keeps Coral on the mat in a headlock. Trent picks Coral up and whips her to the ropes but she comes back and nails him with a flying hurricanrana. Coral tries to make her way to Nami but Trent grabs her leg and stops her before nailing her with a chop to the chest. Now it's Trent's turn to drag Coral over and tag in the fresher Gray Malone. The two utilize their positioning to keep Coral in the corner and make a series of tags to keep her pinned underneath their boots. Finally, Gray pulls Coral out of the corner and goes for a pin, barely getting a two. Malone hits a standing body splash and gets another two count from it. On the apron, Nami is calling for the tag, and the crowd is rallying behind the Girls of Summer. Gray starts to stalk Coral, looking for You Lose, grabbing Coral, but she's able to spin out of it and she dropkicks Gray in his knees. Gray falls down to his knees and Coral takes him out with a superkick to a kneeling opponent. That's just the window Coral needed to make a leaping tag to Nami who springboards in with a hurricanrana that sends Gray into a corner. Nami rushes in with a high knee before pulling Gray out of the corner with a running bulldog. Malone stumbles back up to his feet, dazed, and Nami hits multiple shoot kicks to his chest. Trent gets into the ring and tries to charge in and the referee stops him but this is enough to distract Nami. And as soon as Nami turns around, Gray's recovered to plant a boot in Nami's midsection, and spike her on the canvas with a snap DDT! Malone makes the pin for a nearfall as Nami just gets her shoulder up before the three! Gray makes the tag out to Trent, who waits for his moment, and strikes with a brutal big boot. Keeping the momentum flowing, Grundy lifts her up, and throws her into the ropes, looking for a powerbomb but as Nami goes up, she's able to turn over for a sunset flip pin that nets her a two. The two get up at about the same time and Nami drops Trent with an enziguri. Now it's Nami's turn to make the crawling tag to Coral, but just as she leaps, Gray is there to pull Coral off the apron! The referee rushes over to yell at Gray. Back in the ring,Trent picks Nami up as Gray slides in. Trent drops Nami with a sidewalk slam before Gray hits her with a senton. Malone exits the ring as Grundy tries for a pin, but amazingly, Nami just kicks out before the three. Trent picks her up again, throwing her right into the ropes and hits a big boot. But unknown to Trent, Coral made the tag, and Grundy is dropped with a tornado DDT, but Coral isn't done as she backs up and tags in Nami as she waits for Grundy to stir. WHen he does, the Girls take him out with Sandy Cheeks (Running High knee to the face (Nami) followed by a legdrop (Coral) ). Nami pins and as Gray tries to break it up, Coral clothesline him out of the ring. Nami gets the three count and the win. The Girls celebrate their win before leaving the ring, as Trent and Gray look disappointed in the ring. WINNER Girls of Summer METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 14:23 FINISHING MOVE Sandy Cheeks POST MATCH As a frustrated Gray Malone stares at Trent Grundy following their loss to the Girls of Summer, Trent dejectedly stares back, shaking his head in personal disbelief. Seeking forgiveness as he stands to his feet, Trent leans against the ropes and looks down to Gray, apologizing for taking the fall. However, before Gray has the chance to respond, the lights in the arena immediately go out. Upon their illumination, a figure stands in the center of the ring behind Trent, head tilting sideways with a Guy Fawkes mask covering the face. The fans begin to erupt at the mystery person, expecting a fight. Due to the full coverage of blue jeans, black sneakers, and a hoodie with only the words “Homicide Unit” on the back, there's no sign of identity. But, that all comes to an end when Trent turns and charges, provoking the man to lift the bottom of the mask and blind Trent with a red mist that sends him clamoring into the corner to wipe his eyes. A pull off of the hoodie reveals very familiar tattoos, and with the removal of the mask, suspicions are confirmed as to the man's identity… Cyrus Riddle! Much to the shock of the crowd, Cyrus smirks and charges Trent in the corner, delivering a hard knee to the chin of the OGBD, forcing him to stumble forward. Then, without hesitation, Riddle takes Trent's back and locks in his Silent Night submission, eventually putting the man to sleep as Warren and Becky rush to the ring, jumping in with Gray accompanying their actions. Cyrus releases the unconscious Grundy from his hold, standing over the man with pride as he holds his ground across from The Society. And in that moment, it all turns. Cyrus removes a knife from his pocket and opens it up, kneeling to place the blade on Trent’s chest. With Becky moving forward, he slices the Society shirt from Grundy’s upper body, handing her the remnants. Her previous concern is proven feign, as she transitions to a smile. Warren and Gray stand side by side with the macabre siren of the Society, and with a move that turns the fans against him, Cyrus extends his hand and takes Becky’s into his in a gentlemanly way, shaking to signify a new alliance, then greeting Gray and Warren with firm handshakes. Standing over Trent, the four take in the crowd jeers and smile before leaving to the back with the last image being Riddle holding up his index and middle fingers. |
BACKSTAGE
Ana Valentine is once more sitting in her locker room, slowly taping her hands as she keeps her eyes on the camera, a smirk on her face.
Ana Valentine: Last week, it seems my words hit home, I ruffled a few feathers with a couple of off handed comments that Becky clung to like I was rewriting the bible. That’s the problem with most of you, you want to be taken seriously even when you turn yourselves into jokes.
Ana nods as she looks at the camera.
Ana Valentine: Just like you Katie, during your time in Empire you were a champion, a force to be reckoned with but then? You came to Liberty and instead of flourishing, instead of proving to the world you belonged, you became a popcorn fart, you become part of the background and now… now you’re so busy inserting yourself into your wife’s affairs it’s like you forgot why you came here.
Ana shrugs as she places the tape down on the bench.
Ana Valentine: But don’t worry Katie, tonight I will remind you what it’s like, to step into the ring one on one with someone who out matches and out classes you in every possible way. Tonight, you will go toe to toe with someone your own wife looks up to as the upper echelon of this industry, I’ve been winning championships and leading people to their demise since before you even knew you wanted to be a wrestler.
And if you’re smart? You will thank me for this opportunity, you will take this education and you will apply it to your future matches. You will use the ass kicking I am going to hand you as a fire lit under your ass to get back in this. And if you’re not? Well, if you’re not you’ll do what you’ve constantly done as of late, you’ll take to twitter to cry and complain and make excuses.
So who do you want to be Katie? That choice is entirely yours.
Ana Valentine is once more sitting in her locker room, slowly taping her hands as she keeps her eyes on the camera, a smirk on her face.
Ana Valentine: Last week, it seems my words hit home, I ruffled a few feathers with a couple of off handed comments that Becky clung to like I was rewriting the bible. That’s the problem with most of you, you want to be taken seriously even when you turn yourselves into jokes.
Ana nods as she looks at the camera.
Ana Valentine: Just like you Katie, during your time in Empire you were a champion, a force to be reckoned with but then? You came to Liberty and instead of flourishing, instead of proving to the world you belonged, you became a popcorn fart, you become part of the background and now… now you’re so busy inserting yourself into your wife’s affairs it’s like you forgot why you came here.
Ana shrugs as she places the tape down on the bench.
Ana Valentine: But don’t worry Katie, tonight I will remind you what it’s like, to step into the ring one on one with someone who out matches and out classes you in every possible way. Tonight, you will go toe to toe with someone your own wife looks up to as the upper echelon of this industry, I’ve been winning championships and leading people to their demise since before you even knew you wanted to be a wrestler.
And if you’re smart? You will thank me for this opportunity, you will take this education and you will apply it to your future matches. You will use the ass kicking I am going to hand you as a fire lit under your ass to get back in this. And if you’re not? Well, if you’re not you’ll do what you’ve constantly done as of late, you’ll take to twitter to cry and complain and make excuses.
So who do you want to be Katie? That choice is entirely yours.
BACKSTAGE
Backstage “Wrestling Royalty” Kyla Kamden knocks on the door of Nathan Callaghan before walking in without being told to do so, as she turns on her heels to close the door, her long braid whips around with her, she smiles at the camera and offers a wink, posing for the camera before the sound of Nathan clearing his throat causes her to roll her eyes and turn her attention back to him.
Kyla Kamden: Do you MIND, I was having a moment.
Nathan looks anything but impressed as the young upstart clicks her tongue at him, with a heavy sigh he looks at her.
Nathan Callaghan: Can I help you with something?
Kyla walks over to his desk, pushing some papers to the floor she makes a space for herself and sits on his desk. Nathan immediately looks annoyed.
Nathan Callaghan: Pick those up.
Kyla Kamden: Excuse me?
Nathan Callaghan: Pick those up, NOW!
She slides off the desk and picks the papers up in a messy pile, dumping them on the desk in front of him with a huff.
Kyla Kamden: Wow, Rude! Do you know who I am!?
Nathan Callaghan: If you don’t watch your attitude, nobody will know who you are.
Kyla immediately pouts and lets out a whiney sound, shaking her head she sinks back into the chair opposite him.
Kyla Kamden: You’re no fun!
Nathan Callaghan: Did you want something or are you here just to sour my mood?
Kyla Kamden: It wouldn’t kill you to be nice to the future of your company you know?
Nathan Callaghan: The future of my… I haven’t even given you a contract yet and now that you’re here I’m not so sure I want to.
Kyla Kamden: WHAT!? Oh My GOD you cannot be serious right now, I came all the way down here and ew, I waited in line with those lames for you to insult me like this?!i am freakin wrestling royalty you should be honored I even want to work for you…
Nathan Callaghan: Prove it.
Kyla Kamden: Excuse you?
Nathan Callaghan: Prove your worth, impress me next week and I’ll give you thst contract.
Kyla stand up and flicks her braid with a huff.
Kyla Kamden: You wanna be impressed?! Oh I’ll show you impressed, you’ll be so freakin impressed you’ll be begging me to sign your stupid contract!
Nathan Callaghan: Shut up, stop talking, get out of my office and be grateful for the opportunity.
Kyla stomps across his office and huffs one more.
Kyla Kamden: Hmph! FINE! But only because the lighting sucks in here.
Backstage “Wrestling Royalty” Kyla Kamden knocks on the door of Nathan Callaghan before walking in without being told to do so, as she turns on her heels to close the door, her long braid whips around with her, she smiles at the camera and offers a wink, posing for the camera before the sound of Nathan clearing his throat causes her to roll her eyes and turn her attention back to him.
Kyla Kamden: Do you MIND, I was having a moment.
Nathan looks anything but impressed as the young upstart clicks her tongue at him, with a heavy sigh he looks at her.
Nathan Callaghan: Can I help you with something?
Kyla walks over to his desk, pushing some papers to the floor she makes a space for herself and sits on his desk. Nathan immediately looks annoyed.
Nathan Callaghan: Pick those up.
Kyla Kamden: Excuse me?
Nathan Callaghan: Pick those up, NOW!
She slides off the desk and picks the papers up in a messy pile, dumping them on the desk in front of him with a huff.
Kyla Kamden: Wow, Rude! Do you know who I am!?
Nathan Callaghan: If you don’t watch your attitude, nobody will know who you are.
Kyla immediately pouts and lets out a whiney sound, shaking her head she sinks back into the chair opposite him.
Kyla Kamden: You’re no fun!
Nathan Callaghan: Did you want something or are you here just to sour my mood?
Kyla Kamden: It wouldn’t kill you to be nice to the future of your company you know?
Nathan Callaghan: The future of my… I haven’t even given you a contract yet and now that you’re here I’m not so sure I want to.
Kyla Kamden: WHAT!? Oh My GOD you cannot be serious right now, I came all the way down here and ew, I waited in line with those lames for you to insult me like this?!i am freakin wrestling royalty you should be honored I even want to work for you…
Nathan Callaghan: Prove it.
Kyla Kamden: Excuse you?
Nathan Callaghan: Prove your worth, impress me next week and I’ll give you thst contract.
Kyla stand up and flicks her braid with a huff.
Kyla Kamden: You wanna be impressed?! Oh I’ll show you impressed, you’ll be so freakin impressed you’ll be begging me to sign your stupid contract!
Nathan Callaghan: Shut up, stop talking, get out of my office and be grateful for the opportunity.
Kyla stomps across his office and huffs one more.
Kyla Kamden: Hmph! FINE! But only because the lighting sucks in here.
MATCH SIX: SINGLES
Ana Valentine vs Katie Anderson
Ana Valentine vs Katie Anderson
| RECAP The match starts and both gals are ready to go, gunning at each other with hard rights. We see a great display of back and forth between the two, different holds and counters, with neither one really pulling ahead. We see our first glimpse of change when Katie bounds off the ropes and slams into Ana with a forearm smash, knocking her off her feet. Valentine takes a little longer to get up this time, only to be brought back down to the canvas from behind due to a running bulldog. Once Ana is down, Katie stomps away. Ana is down for the count just yet though, as she battles through Katie’s onslaught. She’s obviously taken some wear now, but it’s far from over. As Katie goes to land a right hand, Ana catches it, arg dragging her down. Katie hits the mat but bounces back up, only to have her head grabbed. Valentine hits her with a snapmare, followed by a roundhouse kick to the side of the head that has the audience cringing. Taking full advantage of the situation, Valentine jumps up to the top rope, landing a perfect moonsault but only gets a two count. Ana wasn’t expecting it to be easy as her and Katie continue to battle. The pair end up staying on their feet for a time, until Anderson gets the upperhand with a big lariat, followed by a butterfly suplex. Katie holds for the pin, but still only a two count. Anderson is becoming visibly frustrated by this point. Ana runs up behind Katie, catching wind of what she was trying to pull. Valentine grabs her from behind. Katie tries to fight back but Ana clasps her arms firmly around Katie, lifting up and crashing back down with a german suplex. The turnbuckle cover in Katie’s hand goes flying, though the cover is definitely off now. Katie gets up, and receives a kick to the midsection. After Anderson doubles over, Valentine leaps up and hits Cupid’s Kiss (fameasser) but only gets a two count. Valentine helps Katie up, but Anderson fights back, driving Ana against the ropes. She delivers a few hard elbows, and then whips her across the ring. Ana doubles back, countering by trying to float over Katie. Katie doesn’t let it happen though, grabbing hold and dropping Ana with a hard powerslam that keeps her down. Katie takes hold of Ana’s legs, placing her own leg around then and creating some leverage. She pauses, looking out to the crowd and smiles with a deep sigh, before leaning back. The force of Katie leaning back, cause Ana to jolt up and fly face first into the exposed turnbuckle from earlier. Ana hits it hard, clutching her forehead and stepping backwards, suddenly unaware of what’s going on. Katie has gotten to her feet quickly, using the ropes for a springboard back elbow, taking Ana down to the canvas. Katie gets up slowly, a smile on her face as she looks at Valentine splayed upon the mat. The crowd boos a little and Katie soaks it in, taking a moment to pose, causing the crowd to boo even louder. Without warning, Melissa Reeves music hits, which brings the crowd from boos to a mass amount of cheers. Katie turns and looks to the entrance way, furious. Melissa walks out from the entrance way, making sure to stay at the top of the ramp and not disrupt the match. Katie is beyond outraged, yelling and screaming up the ramp, pointing her finger and Melissa and telling her to get out of here. Reeves plays it up, pretending not to hear her. As soon as Katie turns around, frustrated, she turns right into the Flight of the Phoenix (Leaping Complete Shot), and the referee counts the three. WINNER Ana Valentine METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 8:23 FINISHING MOVE Flight of the Phoenix |
BACKSTAGE
Backstage Kendrick is seen walking with his sister, Kayla, with Kendrick shaking his head clearly not all too happy.
Kayla: It’s going to be fine, Kendrick.
Kendrick: I’ve got to team with Avery, the woman who stole that Anarchy Championship from me. She’s not exactly my best friend.
Kayla: Maybe not but think about, what it’s for, the Tag Team Championships.
Kendrick: Yeah, that’s just going to change everything. I mean, if she can be civil for one night to make sure we win these then I can be, but I swear. I’m not sure that lady can exactly be civil, not with me. I’m not sure I can either.
The two continue walking backstage as they approach the locker rooms.
Kayla: Yes you can, as long as you don’t let the fact she has that title get to you. You let that distract you then you’re right, nothing is going to turn out well and neither of you will be civil.
Kendrick: That isn’t exactly something I want, it’s obvious I love gold and she does as well. Maybe that’s the one thing that can keep us from killing one another, I’m not exactly confident in it though.
Kayla: Just remember this, you’ve been close to gold multiple times, you held the Anarchy Championship, even if it was briefly, you can do it. Just focus on how much you want gold in this company and you’ll be fine.
Kendrick: I suppose you’re right, I’ll catch you after the show though.
With that Kendrick enters the locker room as Kayla walks off.
Backstage Kendrick is seen walking with his sister, Kayla, with Kendrick shaking his head clearly not all too happy.
Kayla: It’s going to be fine, Kendrick.
Kendrick: I’ve got to team with Avery, the woman who stole that Anarchy Championship from me. She’s not exactly my best friend.
Kayla: Maybe not but think about, what it’s for, the Tag Team Championships.
Kendrick: Yeah, that’s just going to change everything. I mean, if she can be civil for one night to make sure we win these then I can be, but I swear. I’m not sure that lady can exactly be civil, not with me. I’m not sure I can either.
The two continue walking backstage as they approach the locker rooms.
Kayla: Yes you can, as long as you don’t let the fact she has that title get to you. You let that distract you then you’re right, nothing is going to turn out well and neither of you will be civil.
Kendrick: That isn’t exactly something I want, it’s obvious I love gold and she does as well. Maybe that’s the one thing that can keep us from killing one another, I’m not exactly confident in it though.
Kayla: Just remember this, you’ve been close to gold multiple times, you held the Anarchy Championship, even if it was briefly, you can do it. Just focus on how much you want gold in this company and you’ll be fine.
Kendrick: I suppose you’re right, I’ll catch you after the show though.
With that Kendrick enters the locker room as Kayla walks off.
BACKSTAGE
The scene cuts backstage to Tessa Sweet knocking on Nathan Callaghan’s door. He can be heard saying to come in and she does.
Tessa Sweet: Hello Nate!
Nathan sighs.
Nathan Callaghan: What now?
Tessa Sweet: Well, I heard that Lizzy’s knee looks pretty bad. Could be a severe sprain or bruise, possibly worse. What’s going to happen with the US Championship now?
Nathan shrugs his shoulders.
Nathan Callaghan: Plans will be made, don’t worry about it.
Tessa nods.
Tessa Sweet: Can you explain how Julian Savell got past your security team and assaulted an innocent girl like Quinn Baumer?
Nathan shakes his head.
Nathan Callaghan: I honestly don’t know what the fuck happened with that but it’s being dealt with and Quinn is being looked after. So, do you need anything else?
Tessa grins.
Tessa Sweet: I’ve heard rumors about you splitting the roster into two shows… Any of this true? Bare in mind, I have great sources within the company that told me about this.
Nathan groans before pointing at the door.
Nathan Callaghan: Get the fuck out.
Tessa smiles before she nods and exits the office and the scene cuts away.
The scene cuts backstage to Tessa Sweet knocking on Nathan Callaghan’s door. He can be heard saying to come in and she does.
Tessa Sweet: Hello Nate!
Nathan sighs.
Nathan Callaghan: What now?
Tessa Sweet: Well, I heard that Lizzy’s knee looks pretty bad. Could be a severe sprain or bruise, possibly worse. What’s going to happen with the US Championship now?
Nathan shrugs his shoulders.
Nathan Callaghan: Plans will be made, don’t worry about it.
Tessa nods.
Tessa Sweet: Can you explain how Julian Savell got past your security team and assaulted an innocent girl like Quinn Baumer?
Nathan shakes his head.
Nathan Callaghan: I honestly don’t know what the fuck happened with that but it’s being dealt with and Quinn is being looked after. So, do you need anything else?
Tessa grins.
Tessa Sweet: I’ve heard rumors about you splitting the roster into two shows… Any of this true? Bare in mind, I have great sources within the company that told me about this.
Nathan groans before pointing at the door.
Nathan Callaghan: Get the fuck out.
Tessa smiles before she nods and exits the office and the scene cuts away.
MATCH SEVEN: TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Melissa Reeves & Aubrey Williams vs Kendrick Kross & Avery Smith
Melissa Reeves & Aubrey Williams vs Kendrick Kross & Avery Smith
| RECAP Aubrey and Avery start off for their teams and from the moment the bell rings, Avery goes hard at her opponent, driving her into the canvas with a running bull dog face first after softening her up with a few elbows to the face, Avery is first up and bounces off the ropes, stopping to smirk at Melissa before turning and a swinging neckbreaker on Aubrey that sees her sprawled out with a bang. Avery rounds on her opponent but Aubrey brings her knees up, driving them into Avery's chest, sending her back to the mat now she makes her way to her feet and tags in her partner, Melissa comes in hot and takes Avery down with a clothesline, then a second, as she bounces off she comes for a third but Avery catches her with a drop toe hold and slams her down on her face with a chuckle. Avery bounds up and looks to bounce off the ropes, as she does though Kendrick tags himself in, much to the annoyance with Avery, the pair argue back and forth for a minute before the official forces her to the outside. Avery slams her hand on the turnbuckle as Kendrick walks into a spinning heel kick from reeves, she brings him down for an ankle lock and wrenches back, Kross just makes it to the ropes, Melissa breaks the hold and brings Kross up for a back breaker over her knee, Kendrick makes his way to his feet, looking for the tag. Avery lands him with a hard elbow and drops off the apron, Melissa uses the opportunity to land him with the Facial Deconstructor and picks up the three count. Melissa and Aubrey are announced the winners as Avery walks away laughing. WINNER Melissa Reeves & Aubrey Williams METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 4:54 FINISHING MOVE Facial Deconstructor |
BACKSTAGE
Riley Savell is walking backstage with her nose buried in her phone, she chuckles to herself as she tweets another hilarious and fan favorite tweet out there about Betsy Granger and her delusional life, as she turns the corner she spots Tessa Sweet and smirks.
Riley Sweet: Hey Tess…
As Tessa turns to greet her, Riley shows a moment of tenderness, rubbing her hand over Tessa’s growing bump.
Riley Sweet: How’s the future legacy doing?
Tessa Sweet: She’s good, everything is going well… Speaking of legacies, I saw Julian officially called you his?
Riley smiles and nods her head slightly.
Riley Sweet: Of course he did, I’m the present and the future of this business, why wouldn’t he be proud to call me his legacy?
Tessa Sweet: What about what Cass said? About him hiding in your shadow?
Riley smirks and rolls her eyes.
Riley Sweet: Always searching for your next interview huh?
Before Tessa can reply, Riley holds a hand up to silence her.
Riley Sweet: Cass says anything she can to deflect from the fact that nobody takes her seriously, she’s a joke in the industry, everyone knows the only reason she gets the opportunities that she does is because the fans want to see her get her as kicked. She used to be something and she flushed all of that down the toilet for so,e retweets and heat, it’s pathetic if I’m being honest and any opinion she has on me and my relationship with my brother is irrelevant.
Tessa Sweet: Okay, that’s fair. But you’re facing her tonight, does that mean you aren’t taking her seriously?
Riley sighs and shakes her head.
Riley Sweet: I take every match seriously, I didn’t get where I am today by not doing that. People like Kenzie and Becky are proof that anyone can win a match on a fluke and I’m not about to be another fluke for her. So no, I didn’t just laugh her off, I’ve done my research and I’ve trained. Same as always.
Riley reaches down and gently rubs her knee.
Riley Sweet: My time off allowed me to get back to a hundred and that’s bad news for Cass, tonight she gets the real Riley, the true Riley and she isn’t ready for it.
Tessa Sweet: Always the professional when it comes down to it, how do you feel about the fact that you’re now officially a double champion for one hundred days?
Riley grins, she nods for a moment and takes a step back to look directly at the camera.
Riley Sweet: I give my everything, every single time I step out there. That’s why I get the opportunities I do, when I won these championships, people questioned me, they questioned how I won them, but time and time again I’ve gone out there and proved why I deserve to be a champion. Forget the so-called top champs around here, everyone knows I’m the one to beat.
Riley nods her head again as she confirms her words.
Riley Sweet: I’m unbeaten here in Liberty because I come for the fight and I come hard, I welcome anyone to challenge me, every time someone steps up, I know them back down. I’m not someone’s kid sister trying to be a wrestler, I’m the real fucking deal and people are starting to see that.
Tessa Sweet: That must feel good, to finally get recognition from your peers?
Riley Sweet: I'd be lying if I said I really cared about all that, I did all of this without anyone really thinking I could, I came out burning bright and not once have I dulled or stilled, every single match, win or lose, has been a learning experience and I’m where I am because of my own hard work, not thanks to anyone else.
Tessa nods with a smile as Riley says her goodbyes, before turning her attention back to her phone and laughing as she walks away.
Riley Savell is walking backstage with her nose buried in her phone, she chuckles to herself as she tweets another hilarious and fan favorite tweet out there about Betsy Granger and her delusional life, as she turns the corner she spots Tessa Sweet and smirks.
Riley Sweet: Hey Tess…
As Tessa turns to greet her, Riley shows a moment of tenderness, rubbing her hand over Tessa’s growing bump.
Riley Sweet: How’s the future legacy doing?
Tessa Sweet: She’s good, everything is going well… Speaking of legacies, I saw Julian officially called you his?
Riley smiles and nods her head slightly.
Riley Sweet: Of course he did, I’m the present and the future of this business, why wouldn’t he be proud to call me his legacy?
Tessa Sweet: What about what Cass said? About him hiding in your shadow?
Riley smirks and rolls her eyes.
Riley Sweet: Always searching for your next interview huh?
Before Tessa can reply, Riley holds a hand up to silence her.
Riley Sweet: Cass says anything she can to deflect from the fact that nobody takes her seriously, she’s a joke in the industry, everyone knows the only reason she gets the opportunities that she does is because the fans want to see her get her as kicked. She used to be something and she flushed all of that down the toilet for so,e retweets and heat, it’s pathetic if I’m being honest and any opinion she has on me and my relationship with my brother is irrelevant.
Tessa Sweet: Okay, that’s fair. But you’re facing her tonight, does that mean you aren’t taking her seriously?
Riley sighs and shakes her head.
Riley Sweet: I take every match seriously, I didn’t get where I am today by not doing that. People like Kenzie and Becky are proof that anyone can win a match on a fluke and I’m not about to be another fluke for her. So no, I didn’t just laugh her off, I’ve done my research and I’ve trained. Same as always.
Riley reaches down and gently rubs her knee.
Riley Sweet: My time off allowed me to get back to a hundred and that’s bad news for Cass, tonight she gets the real Riley, the true Riley and she isn’t ready for it.
Tessa Sweet: Always the professional when it comes down to it, how do you feel about the fact that you’re now officially a double champion for one hundred days?
Riley grins, she nods for a moment and takes a step back to look directly at the camera.
Riley Sweet: I give my everything, every single time I step out there. That’s why I get the opportunities I do, when I won these championships, people questioned me, they questioned how I won them, but time and time again I’ve gone out there and proved why I deserve to be a champion. Forget the so-called top champs around here, everyone knows I’m the one to beat.
Riley nods her head again as she confirms her words.
Riley Sweet: I’m unbeaten here in Liberty because I come for the fight and I come hard, I welcome anyone to challenge me, every time someone steps up, I know them back down. I’m not someone’s kid sister trying to be a wrestler, I’m the real fucking deal and people are starting to see that.
Tessa Sweet: That must feel good, to finally get recognition from your peers?
Riley Sweet: I'd be lying if I said I really cared about all that, I did all of this without anyone really thinking I could, I came out burning bright and not once have I dulled or stilled, every single match, win or lose, has been a learning experience and I’m where I am because of my own hard work, not thanks to anyone else.
Tessa nods with a smile as Riley says her goodbyes, before turning her attention back to her phone and laughing as she walks away.
BACKSTAGE
Gray Malone is walking towards Ana Valentine’s locker room when he hears his name yelled out from behind. When Gray turns, Zeke Reed slams him up against the door and his head hits it with a thud. Zeke picks the unsuspecting Malone from behind before dropping him with Shot The Devil Dead (Vertical Suplex Stunner) and the fans are going absolutely wild. Zeke steps back and waits for Malone to stir and when he does, Zeke charges in and drops him with American History X (Curb stomp). Zeke looks towards the camera and grins.
Zeke Reed: I’m baaaaack…. And #TheSociety? I’m coming for you.
He kicks Gray for good measure before walking away.
Gray Malone is walking towards Ana Valentine’s locker room when he hears his name yelled out from behind. When Gray turns, Zeke Reed slams him up against the door and his head hits it with a thud. Zeke picks the unsuspecting Malone from behind before dropping him with Shot The Devil Dead (Vertical Suplex Stunner) and the fans are going absolutely wild. Zeke steps back and waits for Malone to stir and when he does, Zeke charges in and drops him with American History X (Curb stomp). Zeke looks towards the camera and grins.
Zeke Reed: I’m baaaaack…. And #TheSociety? I’m coming for you.
He kicks Gray for good measure before walking away.
MATCH EIGHT: GOTHAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Riley Savell vs Cass Baumer
Riley Savell vs Cass Baumer
| RECAP The Gotham Champion smirked as she shit talked Cass, the mics not quite able to pick up what was being said, but it was obvious Riley was getting under the skin of her opponent before the match had even begun, as soon as the bell rang, Cass charged Riley but she was expecting it, tripping her opponent and hanging her up on the ropes, following up with a knee to the back of cass’ head she pressed it there, pushing Baumer’s throat down onto the ropes and choking her for the full count, as the official forced Riley to back off, she did so with a laugh. Her mirth is short lived though as Cass comes off the ropes hard and spears Riley down to the mat, mounting Sweet, she fires off lefts and rights as Riley lifts her arms to protect her face, Cass changes her attack and stands up, stomping down hard on Riley’s previously injured knee, Riley lets out a yelp as she grabs at her knee, sweeping Cass’ legs out from under her and landing her back down on the mat, Riley swings around and hooks Cass’ arm, locking in a chicken wing hold, she presses her boot into the back of Baumer’s head and wrenches back. The official checks on Cass who confirms she’s okay and not willing to tap, fighting her way over she manages to grab the ropes, once again, Sweet uses the full count before letting go and both women retreat to opposite corners to catch their breath. Cass is first out the corner and locks Riley up, despite her superior size, Riley is unable to take control and Cass lands a clean suplex, bridging into a pin but barely gets a two count. After kicking out, Riley lands a hard kick to the ribs of Cass and forces her back into the corner. Once in the corner, Riley lands several hard chips across the chest of Cass, unrelenting in her attack she jumps up on the bottom ropes and grabs Cass by the jaw, the crowd count along as lands, one, two, three, four, five! Hard right hands to Cass before the official interjects once more and makes Riley back off. She once again resumes her shit talking and the scowl on the face of Baumer precedes a running attack, a baseball slide into the knee of Riley that causes her to drop to it, as Riley tries to catch her breath, Cass lays her out with a swinging neck breaker! With Riley on her back on the mat, Cass climbs the turnbuckle, But Riley is to her feet and after her, grabbing the tights of Cass, Riley sends her flying over head and crashing down against the canvas, Cass rolls over onto her stomach, clutching her back as she gets to her hands and knees, but Riley is on her with the Savell Stomp! Riley hooks the leg but Cass kicks out at two! Riley slams her hands on the mat and starts to argue with the official, insisting that was three. The official stands his ground and for a moment, Riley looks like she may lose her cool, stepping up to the official and Cass catches her with a roll up! Struggling Riley kicks out at two and turns with a hard slap to the cheek of Cass for trying the move, Cass’ cheek turns red from the sting, but Baumer just smiles as riot draws to her feet, frustration clear on her face. Once again the two women lock up after Cass makes it to her feet, but this time Riley runs her into the corner and bounces her off the turnbuckle, spinning out she catches Cass in The Crowning! And it’s all over this time when Riley hooks the leg for the three count. WINNER Riley Savell METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 12:43 FINISHING MOVE The Crowning POST MATCH When the match was over and Riley Savell left the ring, Cass Baumer slowly rolls towards the ropes and slowly perches herself into a seated position. Breathing heavily from the match that just took place, she holds her ribs as she takes in the crowd. However, the sounds of their approval are quickly turned to scorn as their attention rises towards the [R]evolution Pro Titolo Interregionale Champion who makes her way down the ramp towards The Headliner herself with a predatorial sneer. Cass Baumer’s eyes open wide as Blair Jackson slides underneath the bottom rope and approaches her quickly. Before Cass can use the ropes to climb back to her feet, the Seattle-resident kicks her straight in the jaw with all her fury! The Black Eye of America knocks the Trials Champion to the mat in a heap, but before she can take this moment to rest as the blood pours from her forehead, the relentless aggressor continues her vicious assault with stomps aplenty to her midsection. Cass has no other choice but to roll underneath the bottom rope and awkwardly drop to the outside to preserve herself but Blair’s quick to follow. She climbs the barricade and hits the downed CEO with a full-force splash while the crowd boos heavily towards the [R]evolution Pro competitor. She ignores the audience and climbs back to her feet, dragging the tired Cass Baumer towards one of the steel steps situated near the ring post. Blair Jackson sets up Cass, so her left hand was sandwiched between the unforgiving steel steps and the ring post itself. Blair takes a step back, readying herself to shatter Baumer’s wrist with one mighty kick, causing the crowd to boo even louder at the intruder! With a primal scream, Blair charges the steel steps and kicks it with all her strength when— No!! Cass uses her keen awareness to slip her hand from the confines just in time! The crowd roars in delight as she takes advantage of Blair’s shock, landing punches to the intruder’s stomach from a kneeling position as she uses the steel steps themselves to steady herself after everything she’s done tonight. Without much in the tank, Cass continues to fight back as she slowly climbs to her feet and once she’s at eye level with the opposition, she doesn’t slow down for a moment. Grabbing the back of Jackson’s head, she slams her forehead against the steel steps themselves, but as she bounces back to a standing position, the much fresher Blair hits Cass with a solid elbow shot to the face. Blood continues to pour out of The Headliner as Blair delivers more strikes to the #BaumerReport CEO, but Cass spits back in her direction with tenacity. The crowd cheers as Cass desperately gouges at Blair’s eyes and knees her in the stomach. She continues to gain the offensive until the two of them climb the steel steps one step at a time. Cass’ strikes are sloppy but effective, desperately fighting back against the aggressor but Blair clutches the back of Baumer’s head, pulls her down, and slams her face first into the steel steps with a devastating DDT! Blair’s own back slams harshly into the steel steps all the while, causing a significant red mark to appear, but it didn’t take her long at all to climb back to her feet and stare down the former reporter. Climbing the turnbuckle, the crowd watched in terror as Blair Jackson landed her patented Red White and Bruised frog splash straight onto Cass Baumer who lied prone on the steel steps! Suddenly "The Coming Curse" by Iced Earth begins to play and out walks Kristina Spencer with her manager Veronica Chandler who is mockingly clapping at the events transpiring in the ring as the crowd boos loudly. Veronica also has a mic in hand which she now brings up to her mouth as Blair slowly climbed to her feet and left the area with a grin. Veronica Chandler: "What's the matter, Cass? Was Riley too much for you? Her and Kristina laugh. Veronica Chandler: Couldn’t even handle Blair coming out either huh? I mean seriously, Cass. How many enemies have you made in this business anyway? Seems to me like everybody wants to kick your ass, huh? Veronica smirks toward Cass laid out on the steel steps. She looks over at Kristina, and then the two of them make their way to the ring. Veronica grabs a chair from ringside and sits down next to the laid out Cass. Veronica Chandler: So Cass tell me if you can’t even leave a show without being helped out how the hell do you expect to survive my client? She puts the mic next to Cass' mouth knowing she will not get a response Veronica Chandler: Come now Fake News surely you have something to say? I mean I always heard you media types never shut up. The crowd boo’s as Veronica laughs at the sight of Cass just laying there. Suddenly, Cass begins to smile behind the crimson mask of blood as she notices the microphone. Cass Baumer: Yeah! I do got something to say… The Headliner laughs as she reaches for her ribs and continues to speak, her body rolled to the side on the steel steps. Cass Baumer: Congratulations. Cass snatches the microphone from Veronica’s hand and slowly stands back to her feet using the steel steps and the ring apron as assistance. The crowd cheers loudly at Cass’ resilience, watching as she stepped towards the pair with an intense look in her eye. Cass Baumer: I got no shortage of enemies, and I’m lookin’ at two of the latest entries to the list right now. Cass smirked deviously to the roar of the crowd. Cass Baumer: How ‘bout we just skip the bullshit buildup and you cash in that title defense right now? I mean, fuck! I’m hurt like hell after the match with Riley and Blair’s cowardly assault but I’ve fought 10 matches in one night, so I can sure as hell fight a second! I’m sure Madison Square Garden would love to see you get your ass kicked for a change. The crowd cheers at Cass’ statement, and they get to their feet as Kristina steps forward and is nose to nose with Cass. However, the cheers turn to boos as Veronica steps in between them and pulls Kristina away. Veronica gestures for a microphone and a Liberty Pro official obliges. Veronica Chandler: You don’t tell us what to do, Fake News. We will face you when we want to and on our terms, not yours! Besides, while Madison Square Garden may be the mecca, these people are not, and my client deserves to win that title in front of a deserving crowd, and New Yorkers are far from deserving. More boos rain down on the two of them. Veronica Chandler: Plus my client deserves a bigger stage befitting her excellence and this show just doesn’t fit the criteria. So be happy, Cass. You get to live another day and stay champion for a little longer. Veronica and Kristina both walk away from the ring. Cass wiped the majority of the blood off her face with the sleeve of her jacket and chuckled as she stood firm with her eyes on the pair as the two walked back up the ramp again. Cass Baumer: Yeah! You better run! And I’ll be ready to defend the Trials Championship whenever you two give a shit enough to challenge for it! You know where to find me! |
BACKSTAGE
There’s nothing but darkness and a little bit of static. Once your eyes adjust, you can see figures there in the dark, one much larger than the other. There’s a few moments of pure silence, no sound at all except for the feedback, until one single light turns on. The person it shines on, the infamous Becky Balfour of #TheSociety.
Becky Balfour: Tonight is my chance for redemption against our champion, but I’m not going it alone. Instead, I walk alongside arguably the hottest talent in all of Liberty at the moment, someone who knows Ana well, someone who fights the same fight that I fight daily...my brother. My bringer of Anarchy, Warren Corbett.
Becky leans back in an overly dark room, her back resting against the shoulder of a man who leans forward just enough for the camera to capture half of his profile, the man in question, of course, is Warren.
Becky Balfour: Fourteen seconds, Ana. That’s all it took you to ‘defeat’ me for that championship that you wear so proudly, but we both know that wasn’t an ACTUAL match. When you had to step face to face with one of us most recently, you tasted defeat for the first time. How did it feel? To have everyone looking at you, whispering about how you weren’t good enough? It wasn’t something to mock, was it? You weren’t joking around on social media afterwards. It hurt, didn’t it? How does it feel to know that there’s a good chance it will happen again tonight?
Becky looks over her shoulder.
Becky Balfour: Warren. Human Anarchy. OUR enforcer. What do you think of Ana and Isabella and their chances tonight? Should we let them wander the streets of New York freely by the end of the night? Or should we put them next to Lizzie Jones in the hospital?
Becky pauses, waiting for a reply from Warren. It take him a moment, he sighs.
Warren Corbett: It depends on how they want the match to go. Ana Hayden has had such a large hype for a very long time. I had so much respect for her until she came at #TheSociety at one of our weakest. Then, I had the chance to get in the ring with you and I put you through a table. Now? Now I’m thinking that maybe you needed Becky to have that match with Melissa, you needed Tyson to attack her just after, before you cashed in. Now I’m thinking that maybe you knew you couldn’t defeat Becky outright. What a crazy thought… but looking at what we know now? Not so crazy.
He looks to Becky, almost as if he’s asking her a question, though he knows her answer already. Together, they nod.
Warren Corbett: Now I sit here, the second member of #TheSociety to end up as the Liberty Championship number one contender. I wasn’t simply chosen as the number one contender, I didn’t have some fancy briefcase to wave in someone’s face, I had to go up against Voidstar. I earned my number one contendership and I earned my win against you, Ana. Now, you get both myself and Becky inside that ring. Sure, you’ve got Isabella on your side, which evens things up a bit in the eyes of the public - but only the ignorant believe this match to be even. #TheSociety have always been devastating competitors, but we’re even stronger together. Go ahead and ask Nathan’s team at Annihilation, ask The Ascendancy, ask anyone. Then - see for yourself tonight!
A sly smirk crawled onto his face as he placed a hand upon Becky’s shoulder.
Warren Corbett: Becky Balfour was the very first Liberty Champion, is the only person to hold the Liberty Championship three times. Ever since Liberty has opened it’s doors, #TheSociety has had a claim to that championship. That’s why we fought so hard, and why we have always been within the spotlight here in New York. Liberty is the only company that originally took a chance on us, and we made it ours! Now, we lay claim to the Liberty Championship once again. It belongs to us, it always has, and tonight, #TheSociety shows why.
Becky kneeled below Warren, both still looking at the camera in front of them. All it took was a scream from Becky, before the feed cuts.
There’s nothing but darkness and a little bit of static. Once your eyes adjust, you can see figures there in the dark, one much larger than the other. There’s a few moments of pure silence, no sound at all except for the feedback, until one single light turns on. The person it shines on, the infamous Becky Balfour of #TheSociety.
Becky Balfour: Tonight is my chance for redemption against our champion, but I’m not going it alone. Instead, I walk alongside arguably the hottest talent in all of Liberty at the moment, someone who knows Ana well, someone who fights the same fight that I fight daily...my brother. My bringer of Anarchy, Warren Corbett.
Becky leans back in an overly dark room, her back resting against the shoulder of a man who leans forward just enough for the camera to capture half of his profile, the man in question, of course, is Warren.
Becky Balfour: Fourteen seconds, Ana. That’s all it took you to ‘defeat’ me for that championship that you wear so proudly, but we both know that wasn’t an ACTUAL match. When you had to step face to face with one of us most recently, you tasted defeat for the first time. How did it feel? To have everyone looking at you, whispering about how you weren’t good enough? It wasn’t something to mock, was it? You weren’t joking around on social media afterwards. It hurt, didn’t it? How does it feel to know that there’s a good chance it will happen again tonight?
Becky looks over her shoulder.
Becky Balfour: Warren. Human Anarchy. OUR enforcer. What do you think of Ana and Isabella and their chances tonight? Should we let them wander the streets of New York freely by the end of the night? Or should we put them next to Lizzie Jones in the hospital?
Becky pauses, waiting for a reply from Warren. It take him a moment, he sighs.
Warren Corbett: It depends on how they want the match to go. Ana Hayden has had such a large hype for a very long time. I had so much respect for her until she came at #TheSociety at one of our weakest. Then, I had the chance to get in the ring with you and I put you through a table. Now? Now I’m thinking that maybe you needed Becky to have that match with Melissa, you needed Tyson to attack her just after, before you cashed in. Now I’m thinking that maybe you knew you couldn’t defeat Becky outright. What a crazy thought… but looking at what we know now? Not so crazy.
He looks to Becky, almost as if he’s asking her a question, though he knows her answer already. Together, they nod.
Warren Corbett: Now I sit here, the second member of #TheSociety to end up as the Liberty Championship number one contender. I wasn’t simply chosen as the number one contender, I didn’t have some fancy briefcase to wave in someone’s face, I had to go up against Voidstar. I earned my number one contendership and I earned my win against you, Ana. Now, you get both myself and Becky inside that ring. Sure, you’ve got Isabella on your side, which evens things up a bit in the eyes of the public - but only the ignorant believe this match to be even. #TheSociety have always been devastating competitors, but we’re even stronger together. Go ahead and ask Nathan’s team at Annihilation, ask The Ascendancy, ask anyone. Then - see for yourself tonight!
A sly smirk crawled onto his face as he placed a hand upon Becky’s shoulder.
Warren Corbett: Becky Balfour was the very first Liberty Champion, is the only person to hold the Liberty Championship three times. Ever since Liberty has opened it’s doors, #TheSociety has had a claim to that championship. That’s why we fought so hard, and why we have always been within the spotlight here in New York. Liberty is the only company that originally took a chance on us, and we made it ours! Now, we lay claim to the Liberty Championship once again. It belongs to us, it always has, and tonight, #TheSociety shows why.
Becky kneeled below Warren, both still looking at the camera in front of them. All it took was a scream from Becky, before the feed cuts.
BACKSTAGE
The scene cut backstage to Ana Hayden standing next to her friend and partner, Isabella Strickland and the Liberty Championship is on Ana’s shoulder. Ana goes on to say that tonight, she’s going to do what she always does and that’s embarrass #TheSociety, specifically Becky Balfour. Ana knows that Warren has a win over her and she respects what he can do in the ring but she goes on to say that it isn’t going to happen again. Why? Because she’s Ana Hayden, and she’s only been pinned once in a Liberty Pro ring. That pinfall on her? It was an anomaly and it won’t happen again. Ana Hayden claims she’ll be the Liberty Champion as long as she wants to be and she finds it amusing how much the belt means to everyone else, while it doesn’t mean much to her. Ana goes on to say that she takes more pleasure in making sure no one else can have the Liberty Championship and seeing them clamor and claw for it. Ana continues, saying that Becky is going to drag Warren down in this match, just like she has in #TheSociety. She tells Warren to get out of the group while he can, while he still has a shred of dignity left, before Becky takes the rest away. She finishes the promo off by saying that it doesn’t matter if Warren is with #TheSociety or not though, because it doesn’t matter what the situation is, he’ll never pin her again. In fact, nobody in Liberty Pro will. She holds her Liberty Championship up in the air before walking away and the scene cuts away.
The scene cut backstage to Ana Hayden standing next to her friend and partner, Isabella Strickland and the Liberty Championship is on Ana’s shoulder. Ana goes on to say that tonight, she’s going to do what she always does and that’s embarrass #TheSociety, specifically Becky Balfour. Ana knows that Warren has a win over her and she respects what he can do in the ring but she goes on to say that it isn’t going to happen again. Why? Because she’s Ana Hayden, and she’s only been pinned once in a Liberty Pro ring. That pinfall on her? It was an anomaly and it won’t happen again. Ana Hayden claims she’ll be the Liberty Champion as long as she wants to be and she finds it amusing how much the belt means to everyone else, while it doesn’t mean much to her. Ana goes on to say that she takes more pleasure in making sure no one else can have the Liberty Championship and seeing them clamor and claw for it. Ana continues, saying that Becky is going to drag Warren down in this match, just like she has in #TheSociety. She tells Warren to get out of the group while he can, while he still has a shred of dignity left, before Becky takes the rest away. She finishes the promo off by saying that it doesn’t matter if Warren is with #TheSociety or not though, because it doesn’t matter what the situation is, he’ll never pin her again. In fact, nobody in Liberty Pro will. She holds her Liberty Championship up in the air before walking away and the scene cuts away.
MATCH NINE: TAG MATCH
#TheSociety (Warren Corbett & Becky Baflour) vs Ana Hayden & Isabella Strickland
#TheSociety (Warren Corbett & Becky Baflour) vs Ana Hayden & Isabella Strickland
| RECAP Anastasia looked like she was going to start this one off, but opted out in favor of Isabella kicking things off. It’s not often that Isabella fights against someone taller than her in Liberty and Warren gave her a fight. The two went tit-for-tat early on, each focusing on their strength and striking ability. When it seemed like Warren was starting to get the upper hand, he attempted a big boot but Isabella was able to dodge the big boot, sending Warren into the ropes, and falling back into The End Is Extremely F'ing Nigh (Bridging German Suplex) and Isabella pins Warren quickly but as the pin attempt was made, but Becky was there to break it up before the three and as Isy recovered, she made the tag out to Anastasia. She tried to pick up where Isy left off, focusing on her strikes to keep the much larger opponent down, but eventually, Warren’s strength proved too much of a challenge as he was able to throw Ana into #TheSociety’s corner to bring in Becky. Warren nailed Ana with a big boot that sent Ana back into a bridging German suplex from Becky. She held on for a pin, but Ana was able to break out at the two. Becky slapped the back of Ana’s head, asking if that’s all she got, and as she tried lifting her up, Ana rolled her up with a small package! The referee nearly made a three count before Becky managed to break out. As Balfour rolled back up to her feet, a dropkick brought her right down to her knee, and Ana hit the ropes for The Magnolia Knee (Bicycle Knee)! Knowing that wouldn’t be enough, Ana continued focusing on her strikes to pin Becky down and once confident, Ana went up top, and launched off for her Romanov Grave! But ended up having to roll on the landing after Becky moved out of harm’s way. Stumbling to her feet, Hayden was grabbed by Becky who dropped her with Hear Me Out (Reverse DDT). Becky tried for another pin, but this time it was Isabella who was able to disrupt it. This was seemingly Warren’s cue as he ran into the ring and clotheslined Isabella over the ropes. Becky pulled Ana over to her corner and tagged out to Warren. They lifted Ana up and dropped her with a huge double powerbomb before Warren made a pin attempt, but Ana was just able to break out before the two. Warren signaled for the end, lifting Ana up, looking for his Battle Ax but Ana has it scouted and spun it around into her Black Star (Reverse Frankensteiner)! She went for the pin, but Warren got his shoulder up at the two. It appeared like Ana was setting Warren up for something when she was attacked from behind by Becky. Her and Warren put the boots to Ana before Isabella got involved. The four competitors all battled it out before Becky and Ana tumbled out of the ring, leaving Warren and Isabella on the inside. Isabella charged Warren and went for a big boot on him but Corbett dodged it. When Isy turned around, Corbett grabbed her and hit her with The Battle Ax (high impact spinning spinebuster). Warren pinned Isabella and picked up the three count and the win for his team. Warren didn’t celebrate, instead choosing to exit the ring and he grabbed Ana, who was battling Becky still, and he whipped her into the steel steps. Warren then picked Hayden up and hit her with The Battle Ax on top of the steel steps and the fans were in shock. Becky handed Corbett the Liberty Championship and he held it in the air before dropping it down onto Ana’s prone body. WINNER #TheSociety METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 14:25 FINISHING MOVE The Battle Ax |
BACKSTAGE
The scene opens in the back where the GWA Global Champion, Tyson Gregory, is pacing around his locker room. He is already in his ring gear as he goes over some slight stretches and seems to be game planning to himself a bit as his voice is almost a hushed whisper. The GWA Global Championship belt sits proudly next to Tyson’s black Nike duffle bag and his eyes keep returning to it as his main point of interest. Suddenly, Tyson stops in his tracks as his eyes stay locked on his championship.
Tyson Gregory: Before and after this match, I see Molly Reid as more a friend than anything else. Without question she is a top of the line competitor and great person… That’s why this sucks for me to have to say what I really need to say.
He takes a moment, collecting his thoughts as his eyes stay fixed on his championship title belt.
Tyson Gregory: Only until recently, this match didn’t have a huge amount of build up or publicity. I laid out the challenge of who would be next in line to take a shot at me and the unquestioned top prize of all GWA and the first to answer was Empire’s crown jewel, Molly Reid. The same Molly Reid that I felt deserved the spot in the five way elimination match at Genesis, instead of Becky Balfour. So… Imagine my excitement when I got Molly zeroing in on me and my championship. You see, Molly and I have NEVER faced and we have NEVER shared the same ring. That in itself is a huge deal…
He turns to the camera and arches his brow.
Tyson Gregory: But that wasn’t good enough for you was it Molly? No, you wanted out match to take place at the next GWA super show that hasn’t even been named yet. You seemingly wanted the spotlight more than the actual opportunity at the GWA Global Championship. You see Molly, I don’t give a fuck if this match was on every channel, airwave and stream with everyone in the world’s eyes glued to it. We could be beating the shit out of each other on a makeshift ring made of old mattresses and plywood for all I care. Because for me? I just want to show to you exactly what that Global Championship says… That I’m the fucking best, period.
He grabs the GWA Global Championship belt and drapes it over his shoulder, eyes still intently focused on the camera.
Tyson Gregory: You didn’t get that all eyes on you feel did you Molly? That didn’t stop me from shouting out our match as much as I could over and over for anyone following me on twitter to hear. It finally took various people in our wrestling community to talk about how excited and pumped they are to see this match happen for you to give up something more than a tired, sweep under the rug, bullshit reply to me. You might not care about the honor and respect that this championship comes with unless your face is on some poster or shit like that but for me? I take pride in being your GWA Global Champion. You know, what this week has taught me is that maybe Howard knew something all along that we didn’t. Maybe he saw that you really weren’t the best bet in that five way elimination match as the rep from Empire.
Gregory looks down to the championship draped proudly over his shoulder.
Tyson Gregory: I’m Tyson Fuckin Gregory, the GWA Global Champion… Now excuse me while I go show Molly Reid who exactly the fuck I am in that ring.
He pats the faceplate once before turning and leaving his locker room with a aura of confidence about him.
The scene opens in the back where the GWA Global Champion, Tyson Gregory, is pacing around his locker room. He is already in his ring gear as he goes over some slight stretches and seems to be game planning to himself a bit as his voice is almost a hushed whisper. The GWA Global Championship belt sits proudly next to Tyson’s black Nike duffle bag and his eyes keep returning to it as his main point of interest. Suddenly, Tyson stops in his tracks as his eyes stay locked on his championship.
Tyson Gregory: Before and after this match, I see Molly Reid as more a friend than anything else. Without question she is a top of the line competitor and great person… That’s why this sucks for me to have to say what I really need to say.
He takes a moment, collecting his thoughts as his eyes stay fixed on his championship title belt.
Tyson Gregory: Only until recently, this match didn’t have a huge amount of build up or publicity. I laid out the challenge of who would be next in line to take a shot at me and the unquestioned top prize of all GWA and the first to answer was Empire’s crown jewel, Molly Reid. The same Molly Reid that I felt deserved the spot in the five way elimination match at Genesis, instead of Becky Balfour. So… Imagine my excitement when I got Molly zeroing in on me and my championship. You see, Molly and I have NEVER faced and we have NEVER shared the same ring. That in itself is a huge deal…
He turns to the camera and arches his brow.
Tyson Gregory: But that wasn’t good enough for you was it Molly? No, you wanted out match to take place at the next GWA super show that hasn’t even been named yet. You seemingly wanted the spotlight more than the actual opportunity at the GWA Global Championship. You see Molly, I don’t give a fuck if this match was on every channel, airwave and stream with everyone in the world’s eyes glued to it. We could be beating the shit out of each other on a makeshift ring made of old mattresses and plywood for all I care. Because for me? I just want to show to you exactly what that Global Championship says… That I’m the fucking best, period.
He grabs the GWA Global Championship belt and drapes it over his shoulder, eyes still intently focused on the camera.
Tyson Gregory: You didn’t get that all eyes on you feel did you Molly? That didn’t stop me from shouting out our match as much as I could over and over for anyone following me on twitter to hear. It finally took various people in our wrestling community to talk about how excited and pumped they are to see this match happen for you to give up something more than a tired, sweep under the rug, bullshit reply to me. You might not care about the honor and respect that this championship comes with unless your face is on some poster or shit like that but for me? I take pride in being your GWA Global Champion. You know, what this week has taught me is that maybe Howard knew something all along that we didn’t. Maybe he saw that you really weren’t the best bet in that five way elimination match as the rep from Empire.
Gregory looks down to the championship draped proudly over his shoulder.
Tyson Gregory: I’m Tyson Fuckin Gregory, the GWA Global Champion… Now excuse me while I go show Molly Reid who exactly the fuck I am in that ring.
He pats the faceplate once before turning and leaving his locker room with a aura of confidence about him.
RINGSIDE
“Bad Company” blares over the PA system as the fans boo. Nathan Callaghan appears at the top of the entrance way with a grin on his face before he starts to make his way down to the ring with a mic in hand. He enters the ring and stands in the middle of it and waits for his music to stop. It then cuts away and Nathan starts to speak.
Nathan Callaghan: There’s a few announcements I have to end the night. First and foremost, Lizzy Taylor.
Nathan sighs and shakes his head.
Nathan Callaghan: Sadly, her knee injury doesn’t look good and while nothing is confirmed, I have to stirp the United States Championship from her. She was an amazing inaugural champ and I’m proud of everything she represented. But now? Now we’ll have an eight man tournament to decide the new US Champion, starting next week.
He nods confidently.
Nathan Callaghan: Speaking of the US Championship and how this company represents America and freedom, which is why this show is called Liberation and this company is called Liberty… Let me get to my next announcement that Tess Sweet spoiled, like she loves to do. Thanks for telling her insider info, Noel, you’re the best daughter ever.
Nathan rolls his eyes .
Nathan Callaghan: Anyway, moving on. Our roster here in Liberty is one of the best in wrestling, and in fact, it’s gotten quite sizable, which is why I have to split the roster.
He nods confidently as the fans cheer, excited for a second Liberty show.
Nathan Callaghan: Our new show will strictly be in Boston, Massachusetts.This split? It will be starting this week and we’re immediately going to get the ball rolling here. As for the championships? Tag Team Champions will be a part of both shows, defending across both. As for the rest of the belts and who will be on each show? Be patient.
He looks to be finished as he goes to exit the ring but he pauses.
Nathan Callaghan: Oh, and the new show is called Freedom. Enjoy.
He nods confidently before exiting the ring and the scene cuts away.
“Bad Company” blares over the PA system as the fans boo. Nathan Callaghan appears at the top of the entrance way with a grin on his face before he starts to make his way down to the ring with a mic in hand. He enters the ring and stands in the middle of it and waits for his music to stop. It then cuts away and Nathan starts to speak.
Nathan Callaghan: There’s a few announcements I have to end the night. First and foremost, Lizzy Taylor.
Nathan sighs and shakes his head.
Nathan Callaghan: Sadly, her knee injury doesn’t look good and while nothing is confirmed, I have to stirp the United States Championship from her. She was an amazing inaugural champ and I’m proud of everything she represented. But now? Now we’ll have an eight man tournament to decide the new US Champion, starting next week.
He nods confidently.
Nathan Callaghan: Speaking of the US Championship and how this company represents America and freedom, which is why this show is called Liberation and this company is called Liberty… Let me get to my next announcement that Tess Sweet spoiled, like she loves to do. Thanks for telling her insider info, Noel, you’re the best daughter ever.
Nathan rolls his eyes .
Nathan Callaghan: Anyway, moving on. Our roster here in Liberty is one of the best in wrestling, and in fact, it’s gotten quite sizable, which is why I have to split the roster.
He nods confidently as the fans cheer, excited for a second Liberty show.
Nathan Callaghan: Our new show will strictly be in Boston, Massachusetts.This split? It will be starting this week and we’re immediately going to get the ball rolling here. As for the championships? Tag Team Champions will be a part of both shows, defending across both. As for the rest of the belts and who will be on each show? Be patient.
He looks to be finished as he goes to exit the ring but he pauses.
Nathan Callaghan: Oh, and the new show is called Freedom. Enjoy.
He nods confidently before exiting the ring and the scene cuts away.
MAIN EVENT: GWA GLOBAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Tyson Gregory vs Molly Reid
Tyson Gregory vs Molly Reid
| RECAP The match begins as the two of competitors step towards each other. Molly grabs Tyson’s head and uses a takedown to drive him to the mat. She continues to hold his head, doing her best to keep the larger Tyson down. Ty gets up to one knee as he fights back. Back up to his feet, he pushes off and sends her into the ropes. She rebounds and comes at Ty with a crossbody splash, knocking him right back down. Molly gets back up to her feet and heads for the ropes and hops over the downed Gregory. He kips up to his feet as she rebounds back for him, and he drives her down with a huge dropkick with one of his feet landing right into her face. Tyson hooks Molly’s leg and goes for the pin but she quickly kicks out after one. Tyson gets back up to his feet and pulls Molly up with him. He goes to whip her into the ropes, but she reverses it. Gregory rebounds and leaps into the air, grabbing the back of Molly’s head and nailing a slingblade. Tyson then lines Molly up and hits her with a standing shooting star press and goes for the cover but the EPW Champion manages to kick out just after two. Tyson looks down at Molly and sighs before getting up slowly. He reaches down to pull Molly back up, but she manages to grab his head and pulls him down for a quick inside cradle and Molly gets a two count on Ty before he kicks out and then quickly gets back up to his feet as Molly does as well. He uses a dropkick to Molly sending her to her back down. Molly gets up quickly and charges Tyson but he drives a knee into her gut and hits her with a snap DDT. Tyson goes for the pin but Molly kicks out after two as the fans cheer, clearly showing their appreciation for the EPW Champion. The two competitors are slow to get to their feet, showing a bit of exhaustion. Tyson Gregory is slowly getting up as Molly is up to one knee. Gregory quickly sees his chance, he steps back and charges forward connecting with a shining wizard sending Molly hard to the mat. Gregory makes the cover, but Molly’s arm is under the bottom rope. Tyson grabs her arm and pulls it away while keeping his cover but Reid kicks out after two again. Tyson gets up and pulls Molly with him. She’s able to counter with a knee to Tyson’s gut before pushing him off of her. Molly then uses the ropes for momentum and hits a running knee strike to Tyson’s head. He falls back as Molly uses a nearby rope to hit a springboard moonsault. She hooks the leg for a cover but Tyson kicks out after two again. After Tyson kicks out, Molly is quick up to her feet, making sure not to let up. She picks Gregory up before she grabs him for a snap DDT, dropping him back down. Showing off her athleticism, she hits a standing moonsault this time and pins Tyson once again but the GWA Global Champion is relentless as he kicks out. Molly stands back and waits for Tyson to get up to his feet. She seems to be lining him up and waiting patiently. Tyson finally begins to stir as Molly stalks him basically. He gets up to his feet and turns and Molly connects with a Molly Kick (superkick) right to Tyson’s jaw, sending him flying down to the mat. Molly goes for the pin and the referee is about to count to three when he catches Tyson’s boot on the bottom rope and he points to it. Molly is in disbelief as the fans are going nuts. Molly is on her knees as she shakes her head and tires to catch her breath. She goes to pick Tyson up but he throws an elbow into her gut, making her back off. This allows Gregory time to get up to his feet fully and when Molly turns back towards him, it’s too late and Tyson drops her with a hard clothesline. Tyson then drags her up by her hair and goes for the lifting single underhook DDT but right before he lands the DDT, Molly slips out of it and Tyson goes flying backwards onto the mat by himself and he hits hard. Molly leans back into the corner, holding the ropes with one hand as she watches Tyson slowly get to his feet. As Tyson stands up, Molly goes for another Molly Kick and SHE LANDS IT! The arena is going absolutely wild as Reid makes the pin but right before the referee’s hand strikes the mat for three, Tyson thrusts his shoulder up. Molly places her hands on her head as she looks around in shock. The fans are chanting ‘Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!’ over and over. Molly wastes no time as she climbs the top rope. She leaps off, going for Air Molly but Tyson lifts his knees up and they crash into Molly’s ribs. Molly rolls around a bit, holding onto her ribs before Tyson gets up and grabs her, dropping her with The End of Your Sorrow (Lifting single underhook DDT) but he isn’t done, he picks her up again and nails a second The End of Your Sorrow. Tyson then drops down and hooks the leg, pinning Molly Reid and getting the three count and the win. Tyson is announced the winner as his music hits. Tyson grabs the GWA Global Championship and raises it in the air. Molly stirs and she stands up before extending her hand toward Tyson. He looks at it and then up into Molly’s eyes before shaking her hand, the two top GWA competitors showing each other respect. Molly then leaves the ring, giving Tyson a chance to soak in his victory and his second defense of his GWA Global Championship. The scene then fades out. WINNER Tyson Gregory METHOD Pinfall MATCH LENGTH 22:32 FINISHING MOVE The End of Your Sorrow |