Legendary 22 "Sands of Time" 15 November 2021

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Live from the Coca Cola Arena in Dubai, United Arab Emirates

Legendary 22 “Sands of Time” opens up with the fans booing as standing in the center of the ring where the cameras spot Veronica Taylor and Joshua Samson, Esquire already in the ring.

Taj: Welcome everyone to Legendary Twenty-Two “Sands of Time” LIVE from Dubai!

America: We won’t be hearing your lips spout of tonight’s card as Bianca Davis’ best friend, Veronica Taylor, and her executive representative, Joshua Samson, are in the ring to start off this show.

The fans are booing loudly at the sight of these two as they both just scoff with Veronica Taylor rolling her eyes in disgust. As she takes a microphone from a stage hand and begins to speak in a loud obnoxious tone.

Veronica Taylor: Ugh will you people just shut up for five seconds? Because we got something very important to say?!

The fans boo this loudly, which causes Veronica to yell over the microphone.

Veronica Taylor: SHUT UP UGGOS! Like seriously, this disrespect is so unreal to us in the Samson Family, and myself being Veronica Freakin Taylor deserves better. I mean even dressed a bit more modestly I am still hotter than all of you and especially Ugliva Blue.

America: Veronica is looking on point tonight!

Taj: So it’s safe to say that Veronica is now a part of the Samson Family? I didn’t even know she was employed with 1WM.

Veronica shows herself off smugly laughing loudly at the booing fans before giving the camera a duck-face kiss look.

Veronica Taylor: Anyway, the reason I am here is quite simple. This man and my best friend in the whole world, the Pinnacle of 1WM, Bianca Davis both called me and was like you want in on something big, like something huge, something that is gonna take over this company, hell this industry? I jumped at that chance, and well I made sure to get my girl out of harm's way. So eat your hearts out. But speaking of Josh, if you don’t mind the honor of doing the introductions.

Joshua graciously takes the microphone from Veronica and it seems as if the crowd becomes even louder with their collective jeers as he attempts to talk. The THE Executive Representative chuckles and shakes his head.

Joshua Samson, Esq: You, plebs…

Joshua disapprovingly shakes his head.

Joshua Samson, Esq: ...aren’t deserving of this great pleasure that is about to be bestowed upon you, but never not let it be said that the Queen of 1WM isn’t benevolent. Everyone of you need to get to your feet and pay homage to The Pinnacle of Wrestling Champions….to the Pride of One Wrestle Movement…..my most important client….BIANCA DAVISSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!

All of a sudden the sound of royal trumpets blares before “Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system. As the fans boo loudly at the sound of Queen B’s music. As the lights dim and a lone spotlight forms over the arena as out on a float being carried by muscle-bound men is the current pride of 1WM Champion. Dressed a bit more modestly than usual but still in a very opulent royal attire, with a giant crown on her head. The Malibu Native takes the time to do her trademark royal wave soaking in the boos as she raises her title high above her head. Showing it off to the fans in Dubai, as well as the whole world watching.

Taj: How over the top can one person be? Who in the world authorized this circus to start off Legendary 22 “Sands of Times”?

America: Instead of complaining, Taj, what you should be doing is standing up like me and giving thanks for Bianca Davis!

Taj: Oh please...

Before placing down as she grabs a hold of her septar pointing around at a group of fans laughing at them. Before the float stops and they bow down as Bianca is helped down, Josh, and Veronica stand in the ring clapping for the Pride of 1WM Champion. Bianca blows Veronica a kiss, who returns it back to her, as Bianca climbs up the steel steps and orders a stagehand to lower the ropes which he does as she enters the ring under the bottom rope one hand hanging on to her crown. After she enters she and Veronica do an obnoxious greeting complete with air kisses to the cheek of each other. Before Bianca, demands her own microphone which is quickly handed to her by a stagehand. As she stands with her microphone in her hand, she motions for the music to be cut. As the Queen is being showered in boos the blonde can’t help but roll her eyes and scoff at the fans.

Taj: We’re already fifteen minutes into the show and this is what we’ve been subjected to.

America: Again “Give Thanks for Biana”, Taj.

Bianca soon begins to speak in a loud posh arrogant tone.

Bianca Davis: Now, that was an amazing introduction thank you Josh, and thank you Vero you’re the best. The Queen is very pleased with both of you. Speaking of pleased, I am very pleased to announce that the hashtag Give Thanks For Bianca month has been a success. I mean So many via social media have offered their thanks for making this business better just by my presence alone.

The boos grow even louder as Bianca chuckles.

Bianca Davis: Oh hush you all know you have been giving me Thanks as you all should because trust me without me your lives would be even sadder, and dull. Dubai is a glamorous city but all of you are not glamorous at all. Much like my opponent last month Rei Park you put on this act but deep down you’re the meek weak little peasants in the Queens world. So I give her a harsh lesson, see I may have gotten disqualified but I am still your Pride of 1WM Champion. In fact, if it wasn’t for that no-good rat Oliva Blue.

The fans cheer at the mention of her name which causes Bianca’s face to grow red with disgust.

Bianca Davis: Then Rei would have learned her place completely, attacking me like but if you want to stick your nose in my business well you’re messing with the entire Pretty Committee now. You see this woman next to me is my bff, and soon or later you will be introduced to her fully. Trust me when you say you will regret ever attacking me unprovoked like that you understand me Ugliva? You will bow down and show respect for your Queen. Do you understand me?!

Bianca pointed down with her septar before looking up. As the fans boos only get louder, this time Veronica yells over the microphone.

Veronica Taylor: SHUT UP AND GIVE THANKS TO THIS AMAZING WOMAN!!! So sick of you basics disrespecting her. And Ugliva will pay we all know that, and I may not be on the card but I will be here to make sure none of you idiots in the back try and take cheap shots behind her back.

The boos only grow louder as Bianca nods her head, putting her gloved hand on Veronica’s shoulder.

Bianca Davis: Now, now Veronica we all know these morons don’t know how to properly give thanks. But that is okay, I am still a fair and benevolent Queen to even my simplest of subjects as long as they maintain their loyalty. But tonight speaking of a man who thinks hes going to take what I have worked hard for, worked harder than anyone else really Keon Suggs thinks he’s gonna take my Pride of 1WM title from me?

Bianca takes the time to point at her championship before smugly laughing.

Bianca Davis: See, many say I don’t deserve this title even after the classic I had with Rei Park in which I beat her for it, and last month. Well, those idiots are going to get the wake-up call they so need. See, I am not my opponent tonight I did not grow up on the streets, no I have always had the best in life because I am worth that. Anything I ever wanted I got in my life, and tonight Keon you may have outlasted many to get this title shot but your dreams of championship glory are going up in smoke. Because, you’re taking on the pinnacle champion, and being the pinnacle champion is about much more than throwing hands, its about being the smartest woman between these ropes. You will find out why, and after I retain I expect you to give me proper thanks for giving you the honor of facing me in this ring. All hail the QUEEEEN BBEEEEEE, All hail QUEEN BIANCA DAVIS!

Bianca says in a loud obnoxious shrill tone as she drops the microphone as Veronica and Josh clap for the Pride of 1WM Champion. As “Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system, Bianca snaps her fingers and is followed out by Veronica, and Josh. Bianca is helped back onto her float followed by Veronica, and even Josh. As they ride to the backstage area, the Pretty Committee takes the time taunting the fans on the way back.

Taj: This...this...farce has gone on far too long! Someone needs to give Bianca a HUGE reality check and fast!

America: Well then why don’t you go give her that reality check, Taj.

Taj: You and I both know that’s not going to happen, America.

America: Exactly!

Rieca Alejandro stands in the backstage area with Dexter and Eric Calloway, stretching and loosening up for her match. Butterscotch Monroe is standing next to the trio.

Butterscotch Monroe: Reica Alejandro, tonight here at Legendary 22 “Sands of Time” you make your long-awaited wrestling debut for 1WM. What is going through your mind right now?

Rieca Alejandro: Mi mente... My mind is a dangerous place to ask about. Just know I have been getting ready for this moment. This is the time you all have been waiting for. It is time you see what a true luchadora can do.

Eric Calloway: Right here is the hardest workin’ woman in 1WM. She is fuckin’ destined for greatness. Yall lookin’ at the real fuckin’ Queen of 1WM.

Dexter Calloway: And she is gonna be more of a workhorse than ironing board body Arley Kirk, who we can't help notice is on fuckin’ vacation again.

Rieca Alejandro: This is Kali Kartel. This is our revolution. This is me showing the world that I am simply Rieca Alejandro.

Rieca walks off for her match.

Debut Match
Rieca Alejandro vs. Alexander Galloway

The two start off the match by meeting in the center in a furious clash of fists. After trading blows back and forth, Rieca comes out on top after hitting a picturesque dropkick that sends Alexander flying backward. She charges forward looking to possibly hit another one that would knock him through the ropes, but instead Alexander ducks out of the way and Riece is sent soaring through the ropes feet first. She does, however, manage to grab the rope at the last second so she doesn’t fall to the arena floor below. Rieca attempts to pull herself back up and into the ring, but ALexander grabs a handful of her hair and yanks her up before pulling her back into the ring. The two then start duking it out again, this time with Alexander coming out on top by whipping Rieca off into the corner and following it up with double knees in the corner. Rieca drops to her knees, allowing Alexander to quickly continue his onslaught against her with a standing double foot stomp before quickly going for the cover.

One…

Two…

TH...KICK OUT!

Taj: Rieca has a HUGE standard to uphold being a member of Kali Kartel. It wouldn’t do well for her to lose in her debut match tonight.

America: If she does lose you can bet that the Headhunters will be out here to stomp out Alexander. Hell, even if Rieca wins, hopefully they’ll come out and stomp out Alexander.

Alexander is left astonished and argues with the referee that it was three. However, in the meantime, Rieca starts to bring herself back up to her feet. An angry Alexander helps her finish this task by yanking her up by the wrist. But the moment she is firmly back on her feet, she darts around behind him and tries to hit a bridging German suplex only for him to block her first few attempts. Eventually she kicks him in the knees before trying again, this time being successful. Alexander squirms out before she can keep him down for a pin but the two get back to their feet at the same time, with her being just a bit quicker, allowing Rieca to hit a big boot directly to the side of his head. She takes a few brief moments to gloat a little bit before hitting Alexander with Volteando tu mundo (sunset flip powerbomb)!

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!

Torres: Here is your winner… RIECA ALEJANDRO!

America: That’s how you do it, mamacita!

Taj: Way to be unbiased, America.

The scene cuts to Victoria Salinas in the locker room. She is in no way bothered by what happened with her title match against Jenn Drew. She hasn’t lost composure. She doesn’t look rattled. In fact, she doesn’t even look like she’s carrying the attitude of someone that fell short. There is nothing but confidence that is flowing through her as she begins to express her thoughts.

Victoria Salinas: Jenn Drew! You might want to pay attention here because this is going to be all about you. You and I both know what happened in Greece. You and I both know that you didn’t beat me. Granted, I didn’t win the match in my own right. We had fought to a double countout. However, those that read your social media will be under the impression that you “won” the match, even though you didn’t. You go around celebrating and acting like you actually ACCOMPLISHED something when the fact of the matter is that you didn’t accomplish ANYTHING… aside from retaining your title in the most chickenshit of ways. YOU are satisfied with a double countout… as someone that has been doing this for a long time, that’s SAD! Seriously, that is sad. You lack that much faith in your abilities that you are willing to celebrate a double countout draw? That’s not the mark of a champion. That’s the mark of someone that doesn’t know HOW to be a champion. The fact of the matter is, you only retained the title by the skin of your teeth due to a double countout You went into that match and you saw me as an easy win. You thought I was going to be just another one and done defense. Within the first few minutes of our match? You knew that you were in trouble. You didn’t so much as express that outwardly, but psychologically? I could see the look on your face…

At various points in the match, what I saw was a look of desperation and a look of despair. That look of despair told me “Oh crap, I actually HAVE to wrestle tonight”. That look of desperation was you trying to worm your way out of it with the title in any way you could, even if you didn’t win the match outright. So yeah, go ahead and celebrate the fact that you retained the title even though it was a bunch of bullshit. Take that as a “win” even though it wasn’t. Keep trying to convince yourself that you actually won because the fact of the matter is, you didn’t. The truth is that you are the REAL loser in this, Jenni. Your entire title reign, you’ve skated on technicalities, interference and all other types of bullshit. Your entire reign, you have been nothing but a coward of a champion. You and only you are what is holding back 1WM from its full potential. Arley Kirk was a great champion because she was a fighting champion. But you? You’re not it!

You don’t fight like a champion. You don’t behave like a champion and deep down, you fear me. You want to cower in fear from me because you’re trying SO HARD to shove this ‘back of the line’ narrative down my throat. Don’t be stupid, Jenni. You and I both know that’s not going to happen. But you and I both also know that you WANT IT to happen. You don’t WANT to defend that title against me again. You KNOW you got away with one and now you want to act like I’m the failure and that I should be in the back of the line just because you’re too much of a chickenshit to face me again. But really, Jenni. The only failure out of that match? It’s you!

You failed to put me away and none of your false narratives and your delusional ‘back of the line’ nonsense is going to change that. You’re spooked because all the challengers before me never got another chance and you got to freely move on from them, but you don’t get to do that with me. You’re nothing but a vanilla, been-there-done-that, one dimensional excuse of a wrestler who knows her days are numbered. Period. You’re not special Jenni…

And you know who else isn’t? The person that I am going to beat tonight to send YOU a message. I don’t know where Bodhi gets off trying to talk down to me when you take into account that he was in a title match last month and lost. I don’t know why HE is trying to force that ‘back of the line’ narrative even though he has nothing to do with us. Oh wait, I know why. He’s trying to grow a big dick after his title loss shrunk it about 10 sizes too small. In my honest opinion Jenni, gender and championship status aside, he’s just a carbon copy of you and not even a good one. I saw that nonsense that he tried to put out there on Twitter about me and I just let it roll off my back because nothing he said about me is even important enough to think about. He’s just some self-hyped, dime a dozen, cookie cutter wrestler who is just trying to puff himself up and position himself to chase the title that you hold. This is all a big ego trip for him. And tonight? I’m going to quiet that ego of his, one that is mostly unwarranted. You see Jenni, facing him? It’s almost like facing you considering you’re both cut from the same cloth of all talk, little action and the same cloth of big ego, but repetitive, cookie cutter nonsense on social media.

So, beating him tonight? I might as well be beating you. From a talent standpoint, Bodhi is by no means a warm up match, but considering you’re carbon copies of each other for the most part, beating him is going to show me exactly what I need to do to beat you and take that world title from you.

So, I hope you REALLY have an eye on this match Jenni. Because there’s no doubt in my mind that I will beat Bodhi tonight. When I do? I’ll give you one big reason to avoid me, one big reason to continue to be desperate with your ‘back of the line’ narrative, one big reason to continue to be a coward and duck me at every turn.

That one big reason? My win over Bodhi? It’s going to be a glimpse… a DIRECT GLIMPSE… of what your future is going to be! Keep that title warm for me, Jenni. Like it or not, this thing between us is far from over.

Victoria keeps her cool as she exits the scene and the scene fades out.

Debut Match
Logan Masters vs. Nicole Evans-Smoak

Nicole starts off the match by charging towards Logan, grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking him backward with a hairull mat slam. She tries to lock in an octopus stretch whilst biting his wrist, but Logan is able to reverse things and turn it around into his favor by powering out and then hitting Nicole with a full nelson suplex. He then starts firing off a series of stiff maneuvers, from punches to elbow strikes with a few kicks thrown in for good measure. He manages to lock in a chickenwing, trying to wear her down a bit more, but he’s only able ot keep it locked in for a few brief moments before Nicole fires off a few kicks to the knee out of desperation.

Nicole backs off a little bit and measures up her opponent, going for an inverted DDT that Logan turns around into a German suplex. Nicole sputters as she fights to get back up to her feet, only for her hands to be stomped on by Logan before he locks in The Masters Special (rear naked choke). Nicole sputters some more as she goes red in the face before finally tapping out.

Torres: Here is your winner… LOGAN MASTERS!

Taj: Logan with a successful debut win here at Legendary 22 “Sands of Time”.

America: NEXT!

The screen cuts to the backstage area somewhere and we focus on a singular can of G-Fuel's "Venom: Black Ooze" before suddenly a tapped up hand reaches down and picks it up and the camera follows the owner of said hand up until we are shown as hot of the "Handsome Half-Breed", Alex Slayer, and Thomas Bane of the Shinigami Foundation each standing to a side of the man sitting slightly in the shadows, enjoying his drink.

Jacob Striker: Hello there, One Wrestling Movement. It's been a while since we spoke last, hasn't it? But while I've been somewhat busy elsewhere, I haven't forgotten about anyone here. But you see, even though I am in demand all over the world...I will always make time for One Wrestling Movement because it is *here* that I will always be on time for whatever bloodsports that our dear boss Cedric might have for me to do...and if I am anything, I am loyal to where the heart is.

Jake stops to take a pull from his can before continuing, still remaining partially in the shadows.

Jacob Striker: And as you can see, my…”stock”, as someone once put it...in this company hasn’t changed a single fucking bit because that self same person made a declaration that they’d rip my head off and prove me wrong...yet, that particular encounter kind of ended abruptly without a clear and present winner because both wrestlers involved were a clear and present danger! You see Solomon, you can talk about “stock” all that you want till you’re fucking blue in the face but my father taught me, among a great many things, is that the principle thing that all companies care about is if you are the kind of person who’s willing to do do the fucking *WORK*. And baby, that’s what I do isn’t?! I show up to each and every venue, I put in the work and then I cash the fucking check...exactly how my own father did for over thirty years in this industry and not once did any one of the promotions that he worked for every question him. But little bitches like some of you, they were always the one to question his “stock”.

So tonight, in these limitless seas of sand that have been bloodied and rinsed clean by the winds of ages...once more I’m to stand across the ring from you, Solomon. The last time that you and I “danced”, you kept at me over the matter of my “stock” in this company and how it’d be effected when you defeated me because you had your own ideas as to how the world champion of this promotion should look like, but instead of actually getting off of your fat *ass* and going out there, putting in the work your own goddamn self...you simply tell your little under-nuggets to go and beat people up while you waddle your ass out to the ring and think that by fighting and then somehow “beating” me, that will get you closer to what you think is the rightful champion.

While I might not like what Jenni Drew is doing as the One Wrestling Movement World champion, not putting in a defense *each* and *EVERY* show that this great company promotes and proving why she’s the fucking champion each and every chance that she gets...at least *SHE* is putting in the mother fucking *WORK*, Solomon. What are you doing now, exactly?

Jake stops and takes another pull from his drink before letting the can dangle ever so slightly from his fingertips for a moment.

Jacob Striker: And that is why very soon, I will be the *NEXT* World champion here, Solomon, and that is because I always put in the work. I always go out there and I bust my ass to give these fans exactly what they want if they like it or not, because unlike that waste of mother fucking space in Jenni Drew, I actually give more of a shit for this company to tear the belt from her cold, lifeless fingers and go around the international scope promoting this company....that’s why Cedric never has to question me as to where I stand on things because he knows that at a moment’s fucking notice I would gladly put this company on my back and carry it for as long as he needs me to.

But instead of going for what I *want*, tonight here in the desert of the real world...I’m running with my boys here in the Shinigami to tear down your falsehoods and to show you all why, when you think that you’ve beaten us and believe that you have won a singular victory, that the tides of Chaos are never with you because blood always calls for blood. Won’t it, Alex?

The “Handsome Half-Breed” himself smiles as he starts to chuckle, slowly shaking his head as he does so as the camera moves to focus on him slightly.

Alex Slayer: Oh so my brother does testify in these heathen lands so that *I*, the most bedeviled of devils, say that he does speak the truth. Headhunters, your ability to provide an actual threat to this organization is about as fractured as your combined minds and you cannot prove to me that I’m wrong because time and time again, it takes some kind of bullshit reason why you can’t counter anything Thomas and I can do in that ring, boys. It’s proof positive that you have not been in this sport as a tag team long enough to notice two mat classically trained masters of the mat when you see them.

Thomas and I, we’ve been trained by not one...not two...but *three* of the greatest tag teams that the world has ever produced in the forms of the Dark Carnival, the Mechanical Animals, and the Damned. Three different levels of pure masters of evil that this sport has ever created. And before you assume anything, no I don’t mean the version of the MA that Jake and Lash formed over in Pro Wrestling Nova. I mean the original ones that were multi-time NeWA World Tag Team champions among other things.

Thomas Bane: Exactly, the two of us have trained under their steady yet cruel hands to be able to do what we can do in that ring and, Hunters...you cannot even come close to even begin to understand what they have taught us. But we’ll gladly show you in just a little while because the time for talking is just about done.

Jacob Striker: My business partners have spoken nothing but the truth.

Jacob then leans forward and for the first time in a while we see that he looks battered and beaten...exhausted and bloodied...but his posture is firm and erect… positive even...as he brings his drink up for one more long pull before he finishes it.

Jacob Striker: Now Kali Kartel, Eventus stultorum magister, boys. Events are the teachers of fools. Come and learn why you are still mere mortals in *our* world.

Jake tosses the now empty can at the camera as the Shinigami walk away, the screen fading to black.

Singles Match
Kelli Saint vs. “The Paragon of Professional Wrestling” Solomon Graham

The two competitors start off the match in the center of the ring in typical lock up fashion. They push each other back and forth until Kelli trips up Solomon by putting her foot behind him and giving him a big shove. Caught off guard, Solomon falls backward with a roll before getting back up to his feet. It was then that he was met with a double knee backbreaker from Kelli who transitioned it into a rear naked choke. Kelli wrenches back on her hold, letting out a war cry like scream as Solomon manages to get his foot on the ropes. Kelli doesn’t let go.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Fiv…

Taj: Kelli had the win in their initial encounter and she’s looking to go up two to one on Solomon.

America: It’s just a matter of a three count or a tap out.

Kelli releases the hold at the very last second, holding up her hands and backing away as the referee continues to bark orders. This allows Solomon to get up to his feet by using the ropes and regain his composure. Kelli charges forward only to be met with an open handed slap that catches her off guard. Solomon follows this up with a spinning backfist before topping it off with a bulldog head smash. Kelli looks very much out of it when Solomon locks in The Triforce Choke (triangle choke)! Kelli fights it for a few moments before she is forced to give up.

Torres: Here is your winner… SOLOMON GRAHAM!

America: WHAT...IN...THE...HOLY...HELL?!

Taj: Solomon with the submission win!

The camera opens to an idyllic house. The weather was a bit chilly as seen when the camera focuses on the subject. She has a soft winter coat on and a white winter hat on. She is also wearing a smile as the camera gets closer. Her first movement is to take a deep breath.

?: Its been a long time since I have done this. I hope I’ve still got it.

She smiles again as she looks into the camera.

?: I guess I need to re-introduce myself. I’m Mackenzie Roberts and I’m back in the ring. Well obviously not now but soon I will be. I cannot wait for that moment.

She laughs a bit as she starts to walk around the porch.

Mackenzie Roberts: Now, I wish I could be there live but it was a hard task to undertake. But let me say I’m here to make an impact and I will simply do that. Now I’m not asking for the world and hell I’m not promising it. I just know that I’m getting into that ring to try again. It’s that simple. I want to see if I have it. To make sure that the drive is still there. To see if I can be a champion again. I’m ready to fly just watch me.

She laughs as she waves to the camera and walks inside.

Handicap Match
Olivia Blue and El Diablo Blanco vs. Q’s Beast (cornered by “Ya Girl” Q)

The match starts off with Olivia Blue and El Diablo Blanco playing a game of Rock/Paper/Scissors to determine who is going to start with Blue’s paper covering El D’s rock. On the other side of the ring, Q’s Beast stands there ominously looking on at the duo. As soon as the bell rings for the match to begin, Blue bounces around the ring trying to size up the larger Beast. Q’s Beast, however, doesn’t move and instead stares a hole through her.

Q: Now. DO IT NOW!

As soon as Q instructed her beast, he charged for Blue who was quick enough to duck under a clothesline attempt. Blue runs off the ropes and hits Q’s Beast with a basement drop kick that momentarily staggers the beast but doesn’t ultimately take him down. Blue attempts again running the ropes this time with a front drop kick to the midsection of the beast but it only pushes him back a step or two. Blue looks out to the crowd as if she has an idea. She goes to run the ropes a third time but Q’s Beast just reaches out and grabs her by the hair, stopping her in her tracks. El D is on the apron yelling at the referee about the illegal hair pull. Q’s Beast spins Blue around and biels her into the corner!

Taj: This is billed as a Handicap match but I’m unsure if Olivia and El Diablo are the ones with the advantage or it’s Q’s Beast?

America: Hopefully Q’s Beast does us all a favor and breaks that busy body Olivia’s back!

El Diablo Blanco reaches over the rope and tags himself into the match. He springboards off the top rope with a drop kick but Q’s Beast simply swats him away. Q’s Beast is done with the games and just starts hammering away at El Diablo Blanco with closed fists! Q’s Beast would go on to dominate a majority of the match, utilizing his power against the Backyard Phenom and the inexperienced Olivia Blue. There were a few bright spots for the duo as El D and Blue made quick tags and slowed down the hulking Beast.

Working together, Blue and El D are able to whip Q’s Beast into the corner. Blue charges in with double knees straight to the Beast’s chest. El D follows up with a leaping splash into the corner. Q’s Beast staggers out of the corner somewhat dazed. Olivia Blue off the top rope with a crossbody. Q’s Beast catches her mid-air. The crowd gasps as the beast looks like he’s about to squash the young lady. El Diablo Blanco jumps off the top rope as well at Q’s Beast but he catches him too in a powerbomb position. Q’s Beast has both Olivia Blue and El Diablo Blanco in position and just falls forward powerbombing El D as he slams Blue to the mat! Q’s Beast just places a foot on the chest of Olivia Blue for the pin.

One…

Two…

Q is up on the apron calling off her beast. She’s yelling at him to stop the cover to which he obliges.

Taj: What in the world is Q doing?! Her Beast had this match won!

We can’t hear what exactly Q is saying but she’s motioning that she wants her beast to crush the two. The referee has taken notice and is calling for Q to get off the ring apron. The two are arguing with one another, not realizing that Q’s Beast is standing right behind the referee and he does not like the tone that he is taking with his “master”. Q’s beast rears back with a fist ready to deck the referee when last minute El Diablo Blanco shoves the referee out of the way! Q’s Beast decks Q sending her flying off the apron!

Taj: OH NO!

America: WHAT THE HELL?!

El Diablo Blanco grabs Q’s Beast by the hair and jumps over the top rope, throating him across the rope! The Beast staggers backwards into Olivia Blue who is waiting with a school boy roll up.

One…

Two…

Three!

Taj: Olivia Blue has secured her first win in 1WM and the crowd is ecstatic!

There’s no time to celebrate, however, as Q’s Beast is back up and irate. He stalks Olivia Blue as she is still on the ground crawling backwards to get away from the beast. He reaches down to grab Blue when El Diablo Blanco jumps on the beast’s back, distracting Olivia Blue long enough to roll out of the ring.

America: Look at that coward Olivia running!

Q’s Beast flips El D down to the mat aggressively and grabs him by the throat. He’s choking the life out of El Diablo Blanco! Q, having recovered from the hit by her beast, is back in the ring. She’s shouting for the beast to finish El D. Q’s Beast lifts El Diablo Blanco up to his feet by his throat and lines him up. Q’s Beast turns El D inside out with a discus lariat! Meanwhile, Q has a microphone in her hand.

Q: I have been sick and tired of tuning in to Legendary or Glory or Epic and seeing all this adoration that this Backyard dork has been receiving. You all should be talking about the greatest, most entertaining athlete in all of 1WM, ME. Speaking of ME, like you all should be doing, I put out a poll a few months back looking to name my beast. You were all given excellent options to choose from. You had to choice of Hler, Dade, Ash and Thanatos; all powerful names. You made your choice but I soon came to realize that it doesn’t matter what you choose. My beast already has a name and you pathetic little pissants don’t deserve a say in the matter. He has a name and it’s Jay.

Taj: Jay?

America: Well her name is Q...

Q’s Beast pulls the mask off his face to reveal her brother-in-law, Jay Aguero; who recently signed an official contract with 1WM. The crowd is mixed between stunned silence and boos as Q just smiles and applauds her reveal.

Taj: That’s Jay Aguero! Q’s Beast is Jay Aguero!

America: Now this is definitely a surprise!

Jay, further wanting to make a statement, grabs El D back up off the ground and hits him with The Perfect Driver (Steiner Screwdriver) as Q giddily watches on.

Q: Olivia Blue, how about you come collect your friend. Enjoy that little win of yours because it will be your last.

Olivia Blue, still ringside, acts as though she’s about to get in the ring. Jay inches closer to her but Blue has second thoughts. She reaches in under the bottom rope and helps El D out of the ring. El D is holding his head as the two make their way to the back. Inside the ring, Ya Girl Q gives Jay Aguero a hug as the two celebrate the reveal and subsequent beatdown of the Backyard Phenom.

We cut backstage to the dressing room shared by the Fallen Angels, Aurora and Damon Graves. We see Damon leaning against the wall with his arms crossed as he stares at his wife, who is sitting on a chair with her arms draped over her knees, her hair falling in a curtain around her face as she leans forward, eyes seemingly fixed on the floor. Damon’s eyes narrow as a low growl rumbles in his throat, as if his wife’s silence is more than he can stomach.

Damon Graves: Harley, you haven’t said a word since this morning. Would you at least tell me what’s going on with you?

Aurora says nothing, only letting out a quiet sigh as she shrugs her shoulders. Damon rolls his eyes in response, his growl growing somewhat louder as he smacks his fist against the wall.

Damon Graves: Damn it, Aurora! All of those times you get after me about going silent like this, and now you go and do it to me? What the actual fuck!?

That last word manages a reaction from Aurora, who whips her head to face him, her eyes ablaze as she stares a hole through her husband.

Aurora Graves: Good. Now you know what it feels like when you do it to me!

Damon opens his mouth as if to reply, but any words that would come out seem to stop at the tip of his tongue. He pauses, then merely shakes his head. For a moment, he watches as Aurora starts loosening the laces of her wrestling boots.

Damon Graves: It’s the match tonight, isn’t it?

Aurora stops what she’s doing, her hand still gripping on the lacing of her boot. She turns her head – slowly, this time – to glance at her husband for a moment before slipping her foot into the boot.

Aurora Graves: If you knew the answer, why did you even ask?

Damon scoffs, smirking as he shakes his head.

Damon Graves: You act like this is the first time you’ve ever had a match for a world championship. There’s a reason people have always called you the better wrestler, Harley.

Aurora Graves: Am I, though?

She slips her other foot into the other boot, but stops short of tightening the laces as she straightens up to look at Damon.

Aurora Graves: Sure, people have said that in the past, but when you look at the way things have happened ever since we first met, can you honestly say that’s the case? Hell, even before we met, you’d already racked up enough championships to fill a trophy case on your own….

Damon Graves: Yeah, and if you’d stayed in any one place long enough, you probably would’ve done just as well, perhaps even better than I did.

Aurora sighs, grumbling under her breath. She continues, but resumes tightening the laces of her boots.

Aurora Graves: Even if that were the case, the only things I’ve got to show for everything I’ve done in this business are all of those tag team championships we’ve won over the years… but there’s one thing you’ve got that still seems to slip through my grasp…

She finishes lacing up her boots, then stands up, revealing the rest of her gear. A quick toss of her hair, and then she moves to stand in front of her husband. As Damon starts to open his mouth, Aurora places a finger across his lips.

Aurora Graves: YOU at least have a singles championship to your credit since we’ve been together. Me? I’ve only ever come close.

Damon moves her hand away from his face, then puts his hands on her shoulders, staring into her eyes.

Damon Graves: And you have an opportunity to do just that tonight, Harley. I know you’ve got it in you, and I could call up any number of people that would definitely agree with me. All you’ve got to do is just…

He pauses, a light chuckle forming in his voice as he gestures toward the door.

Damon Graves: Go out there and get the damn thing done!

Aurora chuckles softly, shaking her head.

Aurora Graves: Just do the damn thing, eh?

Another pause as Aurora steps toward the door, a look of contemplation on her face. Puzzled, Damon raises his eyebrow.

Damon Graves: Where are you going? Your match isn’t until later….

Aurora pulls on the door handle and opens the door.

Aurora Graves: I just need to get some air… clear my head before shit goes down. Don’t worry… I’ll be back. Besides, you’ve got your own title match to think about. The last thing you need to worry about is me and my pre-match jitters….

She shuts the door behind her, leaving Damon shaking his head.

Damon Graves: That only makes me worry more…

He sighs, then reaches into his gear bag to pull out his wrist tape. With that, the scene fades out.

Six Person Tag Team Match
The Shinigami Syndicate (Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer) and “Straight Shooter” Jacob Striker vs. Kali Kartel (The Headhunters (Eric and Dexter Calloway) and Solomon Monster)

Torres: The following contest is a SIX PERSON TAG TEAM MATCH and it is set for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

"Only in California" by Mack 10 plays as Solomon Monster, Eric and Dexter Calloway walk out. Solomon stands off to the side as Dexter drops to a knee, arms pointed outward. Eric stands behind him, arms raised. Dexter gets to his feet, and spins a bit, holding out the Tag Team titles, as he turns to stand next to Eric. The trio walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd.

Torres: Introducing first, team number one, the team of Solomon Monster, Dexter Calloway and Eric Caloway…they are KALLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIII KARTEEEEEEEELLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Taj: So here we are...

America: Kali Kartel is finally where it belongs!

Taj: Are you really gonna be on this again?

America: They have been disrespected and held back for far too long!

"Whatever it Takes" by Hollywood Undead starts playing and the Shinigami Foundation slowly make their way to the entrance stage. Shortly after "Wonderful Life" by Bring Me the Horizon plays and Jacob Striker joins Alex Slayer and Thomas Bane.

Torres: And their opponents, the team of Jacob Striker, Alex Slayer, and Thomas Bane….SHINIGAMMMMMMIIIIIII FOUNDATIOOOOOOOONNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Taj: I still have no idea what to make of this team...

America: Does anybody?

Taj: I… have no idea...

America: No one does!

DING DING DING!!!

As the bell sounds, all six combatants start fighting with neither side gaining a clear advantage! The referee desperately starts calling to both teams that they have to get down to one person per side but the two teams just continue fighting!

Taj: What is going on here?!

America: The fight we all wanted to see….that’s what!

Taj: I...

America: Just shut up and enjoy it, Taj!

The referee tries to pull Eric away from Alex but fails. He then tries to pull Dexter from Thomas but also fails. He goes to get Solomon away from Jacob and fails for a third time. The hapless official begins pleading with both teams even as the fight rages on!

Taj: This poor referee is just trying to do his job!

America: The idiot should back off before he gets hurt!

Taj: He’s just...

America: We heard you the first time, Taj. He should still move his ass out of the way!

The referee tries to step in and again, he fails to pry apart Eric and Alex. He fails to pry apart Dexter and Thomas. When he moves in on Solomon and Jacob, the Monster punches him in the mouth to make him leave them alone! The referee goes down and the bell is instantly rang.

Taj: What did Solomon just do?

America: Told that moron referee to shut up!

Taj: But...

America: Shut up, the fight’s still on!

Torres: Here are your winners due to a disqualification...Jacob Striker, Alex Thomas, and Tomas Bane….Shinigami Foundation![/font]

The fight continues even as security pours out to try and break it up. They start to work their way in between the combatants and go down from strikes themselves as the show fades to commercial.
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Singles Match
"Unbreakable" Victoria Salinas vs. Bodhi Bose

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

”Whatever it Takes” by Imagine Dragons plays as Victoria Salinas makes her way down to the ring.

"AFFLUENZA" by 3TEETH plays as Bodhi Bose, accompanied by Rieca Alejandro, makes his way down to the ring. Bodhi rolls into the ring...and right into a running legdrop from Victoria!

Taj: Victoria is just going right after Bodhi!

America: Well, she's clearly looking to work her issues out here tonight.

Rieca starts to yell at the referee as Victoria keeps up her attack, throwing kicks at Bodhi as he tries to get to his feet. He manages to make it to the ropes where the referee manages to get her to stop attacking. The ref checks on Bodhi, seeing if he wants to keep going. Bodhi nods and the referee signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!!!

Taj: Bodhi wants to go through with this.

America: I wouldn't! Victoria is a cheating no good and this match should be thrown out!

The two of them move closer to each other and lock up. Bodhi goes for an Irish whip, but suddenly pulls Victoria into a snap powerslam, hooking the leg for a pin.

One…

Two...Kick out!

Bodhi gets back to his feet and hits Victoria with a knee DDT, going for another pin, hooking the leg.

One…

Two...kick out!

Taj: Bodhi is trying to quickly end this match.

America: That's probably his best bet here tonight. Get it over with quickly.

Trying to keep the momentum going on his side, Bodhi tries for a figure four leglock, but Victoria manages to fight him off and nails a spinning heel kick. She unloads a series of kicks at the Kali Kartel member, taking him down with a roundhouse kick. Victoria meets him as Bodhi gets to his feet and shoots him into the corner. She follows up with a Busaiku knee kick. Victoria goes for a standing moonsault but Bodhi manages to get his knees up, blocking the moonsault attempt! Bodhi manages to get to his feet, connecting with a lariat to Unbreakable. He shoots the ropes and connects with a second lariat. Bodhi pulls Victoria up before driving her into the mat with a spike DDT.

Taj: Bodhi has managed to get back in control of this match.

Bodhi quickly gets to his feet, moving into position and pulls Victoria into a powerbomb position. She manages to slide out behind him and catches him with a tornado DDT. Victoria shoots the ropes, spinning in mid-air, and hitting the Vanity Breaker (somersault reverse DDT)! Victoria hooks the leg for a cover.

One…

Two…

THR...KICK OUT!

Taj: Victoria is determined tonight!

As Bodhi gets to his feet, Victoria shoots the ropes and goes to a hurricanrana. Bodhi manages to block it, trying to stop Victoria while attempting a powerbomb. She struggles against him, managing to dump him over the top rope! Victoria bounces off the ropes, connecting with an Asai moonsault! She slides back into the ring and shoots the ropes. The cameras flash as Victoria soars over the top rope and hits a picture perfect suicide dive! Rieca yells at Victoria, who nails her with a thrust kick! Victoria then rolls Bodhi into the ring.

America: This is some bullcrap! What right does Victoria have to lay a hand…

Taj: It was a foot actually.

America: Foot...hand...whatever it is...what gives her the right to assault Rieca?! She has nothing to do with this match! She’s only here for moral support of her Kali Kartel team member!

Bodhi cracks Victoria with a big lariat before sliding back out to the floor. Victoria gets up and runs for another dive out onto her opponent. Bodhi grabs a steel chair, turns, and blasts Victoria in mid flight!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The referee frantically calls for the bell! Bodhi tosses the stick away, gathers Rieca up, and departs the ringside area.

America: Bodhi...

Taj: ..is running like a scalded dog!

America: That's not what he's doing at all and you know it!

Taj: Victoria has been screwed again!

Torres: Here is your winner due to disqualification….Victoria Salinas!

Glory Championship Match
Damon Graves vs. “Pain Maker” Cain Dominquez

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit and it is for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

“Dirty Angel” by Voodoo Johnson plays as Damon Graves makes his way down to the ring.

Torres: Introducing first from Las Vegas, NV by way of Inglewood, CA….weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds….standing at six feet one inch….representing one half of the Fallen Angels….he is the challenger….DAMOOOOONNNN GRAVEEEEESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!

Taj: One of the more talented wrestlers that we’ve seen in quite some time...this could be a BIG opportunity for Damon Graves!

America: We know that he’s got what it takes to win it...the question is whether he’s going to! You have to remember that Damon may have a long list of single championships to his resume but over the past few years he’s been strictly a tag team specialist...and I use the word specialist loosely.

“Straight to Hell” by Ozzy Osbourne starts playing as the light dim with only red light’s filling the arena. Smoke fills the stage as Cain, with Joshua Samson, Esq. following behind him, walks out on stage and at the top of the ramp he drops down to one knee looking like he saying a prayer, he then smacks the ground once and yells out a scream with a crazy look on his face as flames explode on the stage each side of the ramp. The flames remain as he walks down the ramp to the ring. Cain stops just before the step and looks down at the ground takes breaths before quickly looking back up flipping his wet hair, before walking up the steps and gets into the ring. Cain yells again as he shows is crazy look again as he grabs the top rope looking at the crowd as the lights return to normal.

Torres: And coming to the ring next hailing from Brooklyn, New York….weighing in two hundred and seventy-five pounds….standing at a height of six feet six inches….representing the Samson Family….he is the current reigning and defending Glory Champion….he is The Pain Maker...CAIIIIIINNNNNNN DOMINGEUUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!

Taj: It’s almost hard to believe that this man is finally a champion!

America: People should be scared! Very, very scared.

The referee looks at both men and then calls for the bell, the match now officially underway.

DING DING DING!!!

Cain stands on his side of the ring and glares at Damon. The challenger shakes his head and cautiously makes his way across the ring. Once he gets close to Cain, he immediately begins to fire off a series of kicks at his right leg. The kicks wear Cain down as he tries to create space between the two of them. Damon is relentless as kick after kick connects with the big man’s leg. Finally, Cain grabs hold of the ropes and uses them to steady himself. Damon smirks as he uses the opening to slide out of the ring. He grabs hold of Cain’s leg from behind and trips him up, causing Cain’s face to smash against the mat!

Taj: Well, that’s one way to get things started!

America: You have to respect the effort! If you can keep him from standing, you might be able to beat him!

Before Cain can bring himself back up to his feet, Damon hits the back of his right leg with an elbow smash! He follows it up with a second, and then pulls Cain out to the floor. Cain tries to pull himself up to his feet. Damon gets a running start and tries to hit the champ with a forearm smash that sends him to the floor. Cain cuts Damon off with a back elbow smash! The impact causes Damon to stagger. Cain tries to ignore the pain in his leg as he charges forward to keep the aggression going---only to have Damon trip him up with a drop toe hold! Damon then grabs Cain’s right leg and lifts it into the air, slamming it hard onto the floor.

Taj: This is a very targeted approach to this match by Damon, and I have to admit...it might work!

America: Meh...

The referee starts his count in the ring.

One…

Two...Damon turns around and notices. He shakes his head and rolls into the ring to break up the count, before sliding back out to the floor.

Damon grabs hold of Cain and lifts him back up to his feet. Damon fires off a series of quick slaps and a spinning backfist to try and keep Cain staggered. Cain stumbles as Damon tries to send Cain into the steel steps! Cain manages to reverse the attempt, sending Damon crashing hard into the steps. He struggles to bring himself back up to his feet as Cain briefly favors his right leg before shaking his head. Cain glares angrily at Damon, who is trying to pull himself back up to his feet.

Taj: This might not end well for Damon…

America: That’s an understatement right there!

Once Damon reaches his feet, Cain grabs and lifts him onto his shoulders. Cain shakes his head and takes a few steps toward the ring post. Cain then LAUNCHES Damon into it! Damon’s head bounces off of it as he slumps to the floor. Cain glares at him a few moments longer before rolling his challenger back into the ring. Damon tries to reach his feet, but Cain is right there to meet him. Cain BLASTS Damon in the mouth with an elbow smash! The Champ follows it up with a second. Cain then puts a hand around Damon’s throat, effortlessly lifts him into the air, and slams him down to the mat with a big chokeslam! Cain covers.

One...


Two...

TH...KICK OUT!

Taj: I’m suddenly not sure that I like Damon’s odds of winning the Glory Championship!

America: (sarcastically) Oh, c’mon, Taj! I’m sure he’ll figure something out! He’s a good wrestler!

Damon tries to reach his feet while shaking his head attempting to regain a sense of where he’s at---even looking to his corner for a non-existent tag. Cain watches him for a moment with a sense of sheer amusement on his face. Once Damon is standing, Cain grabs hold of him and hoists Damon onto his shoulders. Damon tries to fire off a few desperation elbows to regain control of the match, but it’s no use. Cain abandons the attempt and instead bounces off the ropes behind him and delivers Fade to Black (Claymore Kick)! Cain drops down to cover, making to hook the leg.

One...

Two...

THREE!

Torres: The winner of this match...AND STILL the Glory Champion...Cain Domingeuz!!!

Taj: That was a dominating performance by Cain in his first defense!

America: When you’re being guided by THE Executive Representative, why would you expect anything less?!

Returning Soon

Pride of 1WM Championship Match
Keon Suggs II [color-silver]vs.

“Queen B” Bianca Davis[/font][/center]

Torres: The following match is for the PRIDE OF 1WM CHAMPIONSHIP scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!

“Red Opps” by 21 Savage plays as Keon Suggs II makes his way down to the ring.

Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Rockford, Illinois….weighing in at one hundred and sixty-five pounds….standing at five feet eight eight inches….he is the challenger….he is KEOOOOONNNNNN SUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGSSSSSSS II!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Taj: Keon is getting a huge opportunity here tonight at Legendary 22 “Sands of Time”.

America: It’s not like he didn’t earn it at Legendary 21 “This Is 1WM!”.

”Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as the fans boo loudly, as a red carpet roll and paparazzi appear as the lights dim, and flash all over the arena. Out from the back steps The Pinnacle of One Wrestle Movement Queen B Bianca Davis. Who sauntered out onto the age accompanied by Joshua Samson. The statuesque blonde soon removes her title from her waist and raises it high in the air as she does her trademark pageant wave as the paparazzi snap photos of her. The Queen then blows a kiss and keeps up her saunter down to the ring.

On her way to the ring, Bianca has her title held up with both hands showing it off, while maintaining her distance from the fans. The Pride of 1WM Champion then places the title back on her shoulder taking the time to taunt the fans being followed by Joshua Samson, the Malibu Native even given them the talk to the hand and taking the time to point and laugh at them. Before maintaining her gaze towards the ring.

Bianca and Samson soon climb up the ring steps one after the other as Samson orders the ref to lower the ropes for them which they do. First Samson enters then who is clapping and presenting his client who enters right after him. Queen B then stands in the center of the ring raises her title high in the air and does her pageant wave soaking in the loud boos. As The Pinnacle then moves her way to the corner and takes out her compact making sure everything on her is perfect as she waits for her opponent.

Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Malibu, California….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds….standing at a height of five feet nine inches….representing The Samson Family….she is the current reigning and defending Pride of 1WM Champions….she is the Queen B….BIANCCCCCAAAA DAVIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Taj: I can’t believe that all this pageantry is necessary just to make your way to the ring?

America: You’re just jealous your favorite wrestler doesn’t get all this pomp and circumstance!

Taj: I’m an unbiased commentator, America. I don’t have a favorite wrestler.

Keon stands in her corner of the ring staring at Bianca, who looks ready and focused to get the match started. The referee then calls for the bell making the match officially underway.

DING DING DING!!!

Almost immediately, Bianca charges across the ring and hits Keon in the mouth with a forearm smash! She follows it up with a second and then a third---Keon stumbling back from the impact. Bianca grabs hold of Keon and tries to shoot him across the ring, though Keon reverses the attempt. When Bianca comes back on the rebound, Keon lifts her into the air and slams her down to the mat with a flapjack! Bianca's face bounces off of the mat as Keon quickly goes down to her legs and grabs hold of them. Bianca's eyes immediately go wide as she crawls over to the nearest set of ropes in a panic.

Smirking, Keon watches Bianca pull herself back up to her feet. Bianca reaches her feet and Keon immediately closes the gap between the two of them. He begins to drive his knees into Bianca's ribs. Bianca doubles over but tries as hard as she can to keep herself upright. Keon shakes his head and pulls Bianca over toward the middle of the ring. Keon powers Bianca into the air and delivers a big backbreaker! Bianca's eyes go wide in pain as Keon rolls her over and drops an elbow onto the middle of Bianca's back. Keon stands and drops a second elbow for good measure!

Taj: This is a focused attack from Keon Suggs II right now!

America: This young kid knows exactly how to wear Bianca down and he's currently proving that there is nothing Bianca can do to stop him in the ring!

Taj: You know, I'm not sure that I can disagree with you on that one.

Shaking his head, Keon pulls Bianca back up to her feet. He gets in Bianca's face and yells that he's better than Bianca. Keon then shoves Bianca back into the nearest turnbuckle. He closes the gap between the two of them and once again gets in Bianca's face.

Keon Suggs II: You can't stop me, Bianca! Don't even try!

Keon delivers a slap that echoes throughout the arena! Bianca slumps against the turnbuckle. Keon sprints across the ring, bounces off of the opposite turnbuckle to build up momentum, and then comes charging in for a big clothesline in the corner! Bianca ducks out of the way at the last possible second causing Keon to crash into the turnbuckle instead! Keon staggers from the impact as Bianca rolls him up..

One...

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Keon pulls himself back up to his feet. Bianca runs at him and hits a Beautiful Boot (big boot)! She hooks the leg and covers.

One...

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

The fans are holding their breath as Bianca hurries back up to her feet. She bounces off of the ropes and hits Keon with a running senton! She hooks the leg and goes for the cover---albeit while trying to catch her breath. The referee counts.

One...

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!!

Taj: That was an incredible burst of offense from the Pride of 1WM Champion!

America: Come on, Bee! Put this kid away!

Bianca grabs Keon by the head and weakly begins to bring him back up to his feet. Keon groggily stands as Bianca hits him with a series of hard forearm shots! She then tries to bounce off of the ropes to pick up speed. Unfortunately for her, she's a bit too slow in her movements---Keon stepping forward and hitting Bianca with a perfectly timed boot to the face! The impact sends Bianca crashing to the mat, though she tries to pull herself back up to her feet quickly. Keon hoists Bianca onto his shoulders and drops her down to the mat with a Samoan Drop! Keon hooks the leg as he covers.

One...

Two...

TH...KICK OUT!

Taj: Keon was almost a fraction of a second away from becoming the new Pride of 1WM Champion!

Keon drags Bianca back up to her feet. He hits her with a series of quick strikes. Bianca struggles to remain upright. Keon bounces off of the ropes and delivers a huge forearm smash! Bianca stumbles to the nearest turnbuckle. Keon closes the gap and drives his shoulder into Bianca’s ribs. Bianca nearly falls to the mat. Keon pulls Bianca up onto the top rope.

Taj: Nothing good can happen up there…

Bianca tries to fight Keon away from her, though the boxer/brawler responds with a big right hand. Keon climbs up to the top and grabs hold of Bianca to set her up for a superplex. He hoists Bianca into the air, but Bianca shifts her weight and lands on Keon with a THUD! Bianca hooks the leg upon impact as the referee counts.

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Taj: OHMIGOSH! I don’t believe it!

Torres: The winner of this match...AND STILL the Pride of 1WM Champion….Bianca Davis!!!

America: My girl Bianca landed on Keon with all of her weight and was able to pick up the big win!

Taj: I don’t think Keon was expecting that AT ALL!

Smirking, Bianca pops back up to her feet and the referee goes to hand her the Pride of 1WM Championship! Before he can, Keon reaches his feet as well. The young man hits Bianca in the back with his Rockford Knee (flying knee) that sends her crashing to the mat! Keon immediately begins stomping away on the downed Bianca!

Keon Suggs II: Do you think you’re better than me? DO YOU THINK YOU’RE BETTER THAN ME?!

Bianca screams out in pain as Keon stomps away. Samson has no recourse but to watch his champion client be brutalized.

America: WHERE IN THE HELL ARE THE OFFICIALS TO PUT A STOP TO THIS?! THIS IS UNCALLED FOR!

Suddenly, Veronica Taylor comes charging out from the back! She slides into the ring, ready to fight. Keon rolls out of the ring. Veronica checks on her best friend while Keon slowly backs up the ramp, continuing to yell into the ring despite the negative crowd reaction that he’s receiving.

Taj: Keon lost the match and didn’t win the Pride of 1WM Championship, but..

America: He made it very clear he won’t lose an impending war! And you best believe there is going to be a war!

1WM Legendary cuts to backstage where Cain Dominguez is standing, looking down at his cell phone and sending a text with his Glory championship resting peacefully on his shoulder. Suddenly out of nowhere Jack Riggs walks up, slapping the phone out of Cain's hand and shoving him backwards a bit.

Jack Riggs: Yo fuckface! You may of beat Bodhi but you ain't shit. He may be Kali Kartel but he ain't me and if you if you got any balls, which I doubt, you'll put that fucking strap up against a real bad motherfucker!

Cain is about to say something but before he can Jack clocks him right in the mouth. Cain comes back with a right hand of his own and the two big men are throwing fists backstage.

Taj: OH MY GOODNESS! JACK RUGGS HAS RETURNED TO 1WM!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

America: HOLY SHIT!

A few referees try to break them up as they brawl through the backstage but they end up getting knocked down. Cain and Jack keep fighting until a huge crowd of security guards grab them both, pulling them apart. Cain calms down first, grabbing his belt off the ground and storming off as Jack stares at him intensely, still wanting to fight.

The Legendary World Domination International Tour Continues



Live from the Nippon Budokan in Tokyo, Japan
Streaming December 1st, 2021

1WM World Heavyweight Championship Match
Aurora Graves vs. "The Rebel Queen" Jenn Drew

Torres: The following is the LEGENDARY 22 “SANDS OF TIME” MAIN EVENT!!

The crowd pops!

Torres: The match is for the 1WM WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!

”Rebel Yell” by Dope lays as Aurora Graves, followed by Damon Graves, make their way down to the ring.

Torres: Introducing first hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada….weighing in at one hundred and thirty pounds….standing at a height of five feet nine inches...representing one half of The Fallen Angels... being accompanied to the ring by Damon Graves….she is the challenger... she is AURORRRRRRAAAAAA GRAVEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Taj: This is perhaps the biggest match in Aurora’s 1WM career so far. We normally view her as a tag team specialist along with her husband as the Fallen Angels.

America: “Normally?” Oh nothing has changed for me, Taj. Aurora, just like her husband earlier tonight, is going to be lost in the sauce in this singles match. And just like her husband earlier tonight she is going to lose. Why is Damon out here anyway?

Taj: Moral support.

America: Yeah right. Jenn is coming out here alone….she doesn’t need “moral support”.

“Marionette” by Flyleaf plays as Jenn Drew steps out onto the ramp with Rei Park standing next to her. The two of them make their way down the ramp with Jenn looking focused and ready for the match to begin.

Torres: Introducing next hailing from Manchester, England…weighing in at one hundred and eight pounds….standing at five feet….representing one half of the Seoul Queens....she is the current reigning and defending 1WM World Heavyweight Champion...she is the Rebel Queen….JENNNNNNNNNNNN DREEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!

America: Or maybe she’s not alone...interesting!

Taj: I’d be curious to see how this plays out!

The referee looks at both women to make sure they’re ready. They nod their heads. He then turns and gives a warning to both of their partners standing at ringside to make sure that they don’t get involved in the match. Both of them respectfully nod their heads, though neither seems all that trustworthy. Despite this, the referee calls for the bell making the match officially underway.

DING DING DING!!!

Almost immediately, Jenn runs across the ring---blasting Aurora in the mouth with a forearm smash! She follows it up with a second and then a third---the impact of the blows knocking Aurora against the ropes. Aurora tries to fight back but before she can get anything going, Jenn drives her knee hard into Aurora’s ribs. She then powers Aurora up onto her shoulders and throws her down to the mat with a rolling fireman’s carry! Jenn turns toward Damon outside the ring and begins to make a few comments toward him---Damon glaring back in the ring. Jenn then turns her attention back to Aurora---who responds by grabbing Jenn and rolling her up.

One...

Two...

THR...KICK OUT!

Taj: Aurora almost got Jenn there!

America: Jenn needs to be very careful, especially since she isn’t in the ring with Damon! Aurora’s...smarter?

Taj: Really?

America: At least when it comes to wrestling I.Q.!

Both wrestlers make it back up to their feet. Aurora immediately leaps into the air and catches Jenn by surprise, hitting her with an enziguri! Jenn stumbles around from the impact. Aurora bounces off of the ropes and sends Jenn crashing to the mat with a flying forearm smash! She bounces off of the ropes again and tries to hit Jenn with a senton! Damon claps in delight, though Jenn manages to bring an end to the festivities by getting her knees in the air! Aurora holds her back in pain. Jenn grabs her by the hair and drags Aurora up to her feet. The Champ yells something in the challenger’s face before delivering a hard slap. She then lifts Aurora into the air and slams her down to the mat with a backbreaker! Jenn hooks the leg and goes for the cover.

One...

Two...Aurora kicks out!

Aurora tries to pull herself back up to her feet, but not before Jenn drives a knee hard into the middle of her back! Jenn smirks as she realizes she’s beginning to wear Aurora down. Meanwhile, Rei stands outside of the ring yelling at Aurora much to the annoyance of the fans. Rei turns toward them and gives them a less than friendly gesture before turning her attention back toward the match.

Aurora reaches her feet before Jenn sends her into the nearest turnbuckle. Jenn closes the gap and blasts Aurora with an elbow smash! She then steps back to the center of the ring and pauses for a moment. She charges forward and tries to hit Aurora with a big splash in the corner! Aurora ducks out of the way at the last possible second! Jenn instead hits the turnbuckle! Jenn stumbles around from the impact. Aurora grabs hold of her and delivers a swinging neckbreaker! She then hooks the le for the cover.

One...

Two...Jenn kicks out!

Aurora grabs her by the head and tries to bring Jenn back up to her feet. She hits Jenn with a series of chops to knock her off balance.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!

Aurora bounces off of the ropes and hits Jenn with a slingblade! Aurora hooks the leg and goes for the cover.

One...

Two...

THR...KICK OUT!

Taj: Aurora is beginning to build some real momentum in this one, but to her credit...Jenn is staying alive!

America: Jenn may have thought that she was in for an easy defense considering her opponent, but Aurora’s proving her wrong!

Aurora drags Jenn back up to her feet once again. This time, she grabs hold of her and tries to set her up for Midnight Hour (inverted facelock transitioned into a double knee backbreaker)! Before she can deliver it, Jenn shoves Aurora away. Aurora stumbles and crashes into the referee! Jenn sees the opening and charges forward, trying to hit Aurora with a clothesline! She ducks underneath the attempt, though Jenn’s momentum carries her into the referee! The referee hits the mat hard! Aurora grabs hold of Jenn and rolls her up. Jenn rolls through the attempt and locks in Arley Kirk’s Coyote Clutch (Mexican stretch dragon sleeper bridging deathlock)!

Taj: Oh no! Once again Jenn is utilizing Arley’s move.

America: Jenn’s got Aurora right where she wants her, but…

Taj: The referee is out!

Jenn pulls back tighter as Damon notices that he’s got an opening to break things up and restrains himself from trying to get into the ring. Jenn briefly seems like she’s going to release her hold to focus on Damon. Suddenly, Rei spins Damon around and bashes him over the head with a steel chair! Rei then locks in her Parseltongue (crossface chickenwing with bodyscissors) on the semi-conscious Damon! Rei pulls back on the hold as she and Damon are on the apron. In the ring, Jenn smirks and sits deeper into the Coyote Clutch as Aurora attempts to crawl her way over toward the ropes.

Taj: This isn’t good for the Fallen Angels, though Aurora is getting closer and closer to the ropes…

Aurora continues to frantically crawl toward the ropes, yelling out in pain as she does so. Nearby, Rei keeps the Parseltongue locked in as Damon yells out and loudly taps! The referee begins to stir and notices Aurora in the Coyote Clutch. The referee hears the tapping on the mat, and despite one of Aurora’s hands reaching out toward the ropes, calls for the bell!

Taj: Wait…did Aurora tap?

America: Who could tell with all of the noise that Damon was making?!

Taj: We saw Aurora reach out for the ropes and even though she was clearly in pain…

America: Who knows if she would’ve made the ropes, Taj?!

Jenn releases the hold and appears to be confused for a moment. She then shrugs it off and begins to celebrate her win with Rei. Aurora looks at the referee and tries to explain the situation to him---saying that she was reaching out and didn’t tap out. The referee insists that he heard the tapping and could only see one of Aurora’s hands, with Aurora continuing to plead her case to no avail.

Torres: The winner of this match due to submission...AND STILL 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….Jenn Drew!!

Taj: This is...unfortunate…

America: Cry me a river. Legendary 22 “Sands of Time” has just proven that the Graves’ are best suited for the tag team division.

As Jenni is smirking in the ring, suddenly there is the sound of things going *clunk* all throughout the arena, as lights start to flicker bit by bit before going out in chunks in the arena-almost like everything is breaking down.

America: What in the hell?!

Taj: I have no idea.

Jenni starts to look around as the entire arena is suddenly blanketed in total darkness but then suddenly on the video wall at the top of the entrance ramp, a series of images about clocks almost hitting midnight is shown with the words "TIMES ALMOST UP" inter-mixed with the images as they flash by, interspaced with mocking shots of Jenni proudly holding up the 1WM Title and gloating about how many days she's held it before everything starts speeding up more and more until the images blur into blacking out the arena again before a spotlight roars to life, showing Jenni and Rei outside of the ring at the middle of the entrance ramp as a second spotlight roars to life to reveal Jacob Striker, simply sitting comfortably in the middle of the ring with a huge ass grin on his face.

Taj: It’s Jacob Striker!

America: I guess if he can’t beat any of Kali Kartel, he might as well focus back on Jenn.

As the noise begins to die down, the grin slips from the man from Sleepy Hollow's face and is replaced with a very dark, serious expression as he leans to the right a little bit, his movement more cold...snakelike..as he brings up a mic.

Jacob Striker: No more jokes, no more games. You go home and you enjoy every single minute of these holidays, you spend every moment that you can with Rei and you make sure that you are properly rested and prepared, Jenni. Because the next time you see me, time will be up.

Jake then calmly places the mic on the mat in front of him as the spotlight on him cuts out while leaving the one still blazing on Jenni.

Taj: We are out of time, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for joining us here at Legendary 22 “Sands of Time”!

America: What a night….what a night.

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