Post by Legal Department on Feb 28, 2022 16:33:09 GMT -8
A video package shows American Carnage’s attacks on Mickey Greer and The Renaissance from Glory 17: Love Hurts, interspersed between comments from American Carnage’s three members, Conway, Bannon, and Miller.
Bannon: People want to know why we sent Mickey Greer to the hospital?
Miller: Because he was an asshole.
Bannon: But what we did to him at Love Hurts wasn’t a premeditated attack.
Conway: That shit was spontaneous, and it’s a good thing we beat his ass, because it served as a warm-up for our real targets later in the night: The Renaissance.
Bannon: The Renaissance thinks that they’re going to lead the revival of 1WM, with all their talk of settling things in the ring, just like the good old days.
Miller: Yeah, like the sleazy professional wrestling business ever had good old days to begin with.
Bannon: Erick St. John and The Fallen Angels may have brainwashed people into believing their lie.
Conway: They may have people thinking that The Renaissance is going to save 1WM.
Miller: But deep down in the recesses of their primitive brains, what the fans really want is what American Carnage has to offer.
Bannon: And what do we offer? Chaos.
Conway: Panic.
Miller: Disorder.
Bannon: Destruction.
Miller: Don’t believe us? Look at what you’re watching. A wrestling program. A TV show where people hurt each other on purpose, all for your entertainment.
Conway: And the violence has only evolved as time has passed. This sport went from catch-as-catch-can to deathmatches, all because you people got bored and demanded more blood and weapons.
Bannon: Think about why you watch the news. It’s not to stay informed.
Scenes from major news stories are interspersed between the next few comments.
Miller: Hell, if you really wanted to be informed, you wouldn’t be watching the news anyway.
Bannon: No, you watch the news because you want to hear about heinous crimes. You want to hear about natural disasters. You want to see a good car crash.
Conway: Well, we are the heinous crimes. We are the natural disasters. We are the car crash. We’re going to pile up the bodies. We’re going to destroy property. We’re going to obliterate everything in our path.
Miller: And all of you are going to love it because you’re a bunch of sick people who enjoy other people’s suffering.
Bannon: Trust us. We know. We’re the products of people who enjoyed the suffering of others.
Images of orphaned children are interspersed.
Miller: People who neglected us.
Conway: Abused us.
Miller: And now, we just want to pay all of that forward.
Now, we just see the image of the three American Carnage members standing side-by-side with a black background behind them.
Bannon: So Renaissance, at Love Hurts, you were the first beneficiaries of our generosity.
Conway: And we’re going to continue to give tonight as we step into the ring in a four-way match for the 1WM Tag Team Championship.
Bannon: And whether we win those titles or not, one thing is for certain. People are going to be talking about what American Carnage did in the course of that match, not what The Vixens did, not what The Shinigami Foundation, and certainly not what The Fallen Angels did.
We get a shot of each tag team as they’re mentioned by Bannon.
Miller: As for you, Erick St. John, if you do happen to walk out of here tonight with the 1WM World Heavyweight Championship, you better cherish every second you hold it, because the longer we’re here, the quicker yours and the rest of The Renaissance’s time is going to run out.
Conway: The people will see through your myth.
Bannon: The facade you’re trying to build will come crumbling down.
Miller: And all that will be left when the smoke and rubble are cleared away will be…
The camera zooms in on Bannon’s face.
Bannon: American Carnage.
The arena comes to life and the Boston crowd is loud enough to just about drown out the sound of Legendary's theme music, only proceeding to almost drown out the pyrotechnics too! The camera pans to show the commentary table where Taj Hennessey-Monroe and America Vaughn are seated.
Taj: WELCOME EVERYONE TO LEGENDARY TWENTY-FIVE!
America: I have to say---
Suddenly “Wonderful Life” begins to play as the current world’s champion, Jacob Striker, already dressed to wrestle comes down to the ring to a good strong mixture of cheers and jeers.
America: So Jacob is just going to come out here and interrupt me?! I knew there was a reason why I don't like this guy!
The “Straight Shooter” makes his way there solo as he quickly slides into the ring and takes the offered mic from the ring announcer as he goes, draping the world title over his right shoulder as he music fades out.
Jacob Striker: With everything that has happened since I won this title back at Massive, I never got a chance to come out here and explain why I went after the title and I know that some of you will be quick to point out that while I was the Pride champion just prior to the match where I lost it, that if I lost that title to anything short of a real legit loss then I might just have to go after Jenni and her title.
I won’t lie as I said what I said and I meant what I meant. But then again that’s only half of the reason why I did that. The other half of the reason is because I believed in this company and I felt that I could do more by busting my ass and being it’s world heavyweight champion. Not only did I *feel* that I could be that standard bearer, that I could carry the weight of this company but also help to represent it on the international stage because I wanted to showcase that this is where you could be apart of the next generation of talent that this company was built upon and prided itself to showcase and boy *fucking* George, that’s when it started becoming less about revenge to me and more about how I wanted to do more for this fucking company and all of the people on its roster…
The fans in the TD Garden send up a massive cheer of respect for Jake as he takes the title off of his shoulder and then drapes it over the middle part of the top rope as he waits to continue.
Jacob Striker: But right when I win the title and look forward to the challenges of carrying that effort and to see if *I* could be honestly *worthy* of that status here in One Wrestle Movement, along comes a self righteous bastard who would much rather prefer that this company stick with the old tried and true methods of the past, even to the point where he calls his little band of misfits the “Renaissance”.
And just like that, in one single instance Erick Saint John slaps down what he decrees is his truth and thus the truth of “everybody”. He speaks of taking this company higher, of making bold strides to improve things around here despite the crap jobs that some of us have been doing because not one of us is apparently named “Erick Saint John” and thus we’re all piles of talentless shit unworthy of trying to do anything to help this company… In one word, he summed up his true agenda…that he wants the world title so that One Wrestle Movement can be called the “Erick Saint John Federation” and nothing more.
Now you can call me whatever the fuck you want and a lot of you have done that over these past few months that’s to be damned sure, but the one thing you cannot call me is a mother fucking liar because each and everytime that I’ve come out here, I have promised one thing and one thing only and that’s to be the best damned bastard out here in this ring, in the fucking back with the rest of the talent, or anywhere in this world because I am one of the hardest working fucking *bastards* anywhere and you all know this and despite the fact that you boo me, curse my very existence, and all kinds of other bullshit…not one of you can take away from me and that’s the god’s honest fucking truth!!
Jake then walks over and looks at America and Taj, giving them a serious look for a long moment before he speaks again.
Jacob: Some people judge me for my actions, don’t they? They only see one side of things and question which side I am on, what my end goals are, or for me to pick a side….correct? My goals are simple and that is to tear the fucking house down here tonight against two of the toughest bastards here in this company that is gunning for your world champion in the form of Jenni Drew and Erick Saint John. To burn them down and continue as YOUR One Wrestle Movement World’s Heavyweight champion!![/color]
America: I guess he told you, girl!
Taj: What?!
Jake then turns away and gives the camera a wolfish grin as he waits for the cheers to die back down before raising the mic back up.
Jacob Striker: Now I know that some of you want to point out to me that Q is also in this match and that maybe I should take her as seriously as I am Jenni and Erick, but you see the problem is that my dismissal of Q isn’t from her lack of talent which I can freely admit that she has the talent to be a good lower midcard talent…but she lacks the dedication and seriousness to be anything more than that.
If you were to look at all of her little comments all throughout each time that she faces someone, she mocks herself more than she belittles her opponents, and whenever she faces a champion, she constantly says that she’s going to unify that title with her precious TGQ title which you all and I both know is nothing more than a fake title made out of an old Papa John’s box that Stanton to a fucking shit in which is why her so called “precious” title is more than just fake, it’s a piece of trash when compared to *THIS*!
Jake walks over and hoists up the 1WM World title high into the air for a few seconds before he drapes it back across his right shoulder
Jacob Striker: And *THAT* is the reason why I don’t take Q seriously and *THAT* is why when she steps into that ring here tonight in front of you, my Faithful, is why she will be granted her own personal Apocalypse, courtesy of the only real world champion here in One Wrestle Movement in the form of the RRREEEAAAALLLL ROCK AND ROLLA, The “Natural” Jacob Striker. The fucking workhorse of this company, and YOUR World Champion. So I welcome the fury of Jenni Drew and the ego driven rage of Erick Saint John to step into my ring here tonight and try to take this title from me because you all are going to have to break my goddamned spine in order for me to submit to a pinfall or submission because I did not work my ass off to just lay down in my title defense here in this company as its world champion.
America: I really hope Q can pull off the win tonight and send this guy back to the tag team division in Pro Nova!
Jacob Striker: So come one, come all to the greatest show on Earth…because the Ragnarok is here and he is *your* World Heavyweight *CHAMPION*!!
“Wonderful Life” keys up once more as the crowds explode as Jake mounts one of the turnbuckles as he hoists the world title high into the air.[/color]
Taj: Jacob is fired up and he’ll need to be as tonight he faces his toughest competition as the 1WM World Heavyweight Champion later tonight in the main event!
Reap The Whirlwind
Our view is shrouded in black once again. A couple of seconds happen to pass before the scene truly comes to life. A humongous rectangular vanity mirror hangs on the wall. That director’s chair from the last video makes its triumphant return. Nina Stokes is seated in that chair. However, her face is obscured once more as she has her back turned towards the camera. Her voluminous hair hides whatever reflection the mirror would normally give off.
Nina Stokes: News of me signing to One Wrestle Movement sent shockwaves throughout the community. Those who knew me were already aware of what would happen in my debut match. Those who didn’t? I’m sure they were surprised.
She slowly shakes her head.
Nina Stokes: But in all honesty? The outcome of that match was inevitable.
She pauses for a second.
Nina Stokes: So was this moment.
Another short pause.
Nina Stokes: That fact that I’ve been placed into this Glory Championship opportunity match might make some people raise an eyebrow. Although I didn’t expect a chance like this to pop up so soon, it doesn’t really surprise me in the least.
The five women look around at the two big guys with Nina, Blake and Syndi going after Panos as Veronica and Faye go after Jay. Everyone is giving their all in the fight from the get go with Panos trying to overpower the three women attacking him. Syndi jumps onto Panos’ back after hitting him with a backhand, trying to use her weight to drag him backwards as Nina and Blake try to take out the big man’s legs. Nina switches her offense, starting to hit him with a series of boxing forearm strikes. Syndi bites down on Panos’ shoulder as she uses her legs to try and trap his arms, allowing Nina to jump up and headbutt him, followed by a springboard splash from Blake. This onslaught by the ladies finally manages to knock Panos off his center and into the ropes, but Syndi loses her grip on his neck because of the series of moves’ momentum and falls to the arena floor.
Torres: Syndi Haze has been eliminated!
Taj: Oh no!
America: Not like we didn’t think she wasn’t going to be first one outta there?!
Syndi looks up a bit shocked as she clutches at her shoulder. Nina and Blake continue their offense against Panos. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring, Veronica and Faye have managed to get Jay down to one knee, but he’s starting to fight back, shoving Faye away before getting up to his feet and hitting Veronica with a snap suplex. He turns around directly into a flying arm drag from Faye as it looks like Blake and Nina are about to lift Panos over the rope and eliminate him. He lands on the apron and gets up, hitting Blake with a slap to the face that will surely leave a mark. Nina senses that a chance is here and hits a bicycle knee as Panos tries to get back into the thick of things, thus blocking him from getting back into the ring. She then hits him with a flurry of palm strikes before taking a few steps back, giving herself enough room to hit a high roundhouse. And while it does connect with Panos’ shoulder, he catches her with the other arm and drags her over the top rope. It was then that he hit her with a clubbing forearm smash before pushing her off the apron.
Torres: Nina Stokes has been eliminated!
Taj: Now this is unexpected!
America: Tell me about it! But these battle royales are so chaotic everything is almost unexpected. Nina shouldn’t let the elimination get to her as she’s good enough that it’ll only be a matter of time before she’s contending for a title in 1WM.
Blake is on top of things, not allowing Panos to get back into the ring. She tries to hit a few big moves but he bobs and weaves to avoid them. In the meantime Jay has ditched Faye and Veronica who are now fighting each other like a couple of stray cats in the street, pulling each others’ hair and slamming the back of their opponent’s head into the mat. Jay forcibly yanks Blake away from Panos, allowing the big Greek back into the ring. He’s quick to fire off a series of knife-edge chops at Jay, lighting his chest up like a Christmas tree.
Crowd: WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOOO! WOOOO!
The fans seem to be loving it as Blake heads over to deal with the two hellcats. The guys continue battling like a couple of titans, trading thunderous blows back and forth until Jay sees the opportunity to hit The Perfect Shot (discus clothesline), sending Panos back first over the top rope. Except this time he loses his footing and slips off the edge of the apron, unable to grab a rope to hold on.
Torres: Panos has been eliminated!
Taj: The herd is getting thinner, America.
America: Yes it is and my pick is still in there!
Blake manages to separate Faye and Veronica, taking charge of Faye as Jay reenters the fold by nearly taking Veronica’s head off with another The Perfect Shot. He remains focused on Veronica as Blake and Faye get up to their feet after Faye hit an armdrag on Blake, turning it into an armbar that she couldn’t quite get locked in. Faye hits Blake with a palm strike but said strike is then answered with a heart punch into a spike DDT from Blake. Blake quickly then hits Jay with a sling blade before looking down at three fallen opponents. She quickly seizes Faye once again, pulling her up to her feet and backing her up into the corner with a series of various strikes before she starts lifting the Danish dynamo slowly. Blake has Faye in a seated position on the top rope when Faye tries fighting back with a boot to Blake’s shoulder. But Blake was going to be having none of that and hits her with a roundhouse kick that forcibly makes Faye lose her balance and fall to the apron, allowing Blake to then hit a baseball slide that sends her off the apron and to the floor.
Torres: Faye Lange has been eliminated!
Taj: The underdog, Faye, has finally been eliminated.
America: Did you really think she was going to really last until the end, Taj?
Blake, Veronica and Jay stand equidistant away from each other, glaring at each other with rage and determination in their eyes. Blake and Veronica charge Jay and he swats them away, turning his attention on Veronica and hitting her with The Breakout (over the shoulder running powerbomb)! Blake is lying in wait, hitting a backstabber on Jay the moment he gets up to his feet. She then scrambles up to a vertical position before dropping a leg right across his throat. Blake then rushes over to Veronica, pulling her up to her feet only to be hit with an eye rake before whipping her hard off into the nearby corner. Veronica stumbles over to Blake and presses her foot to her throat for a corner foot choke. Veronica lifts Blake up onto the turnbuckles one by one as Blake fights back before climbing up to meet her. They brawl back and forth a bit, ignorant to the fact that Jay has gotten back up on his feet. He charges forward and shoves both off the top, but Veronica is able to grab the top rope and hang on while Blake crashes to the floor below!
Torres: Blake Belladonna has been eliminated!
America: And down goes Frazier…er…Blake!
Taj: And we are finally down to the final two!
Veronica quickly gets back into the ring and launches herself at Jay, jumping onto his back and locking in a sleeper hold in an attempt to wear him down a little bit more. But he backs her into the corner and rambs her spine first into the turnbuckle a couple of times before she releases the hold. He turns to charge her, arm stretched out for a clothesline. Veronica ducks underneath it and charges forward, hitting him with a running knee lift the moment he turns around. He drops to one knee, allowing her to rake his eyes much like she did to Blake before hitting a spinning heel kick that lands directly to his temple. She goes for a cover before she quickly realizes it’s a battle royal. Veronica tries pulling Jay up to her feet and it seems to be taking a lot of her strength to do so. When she gets him back up, Jay grabs a handful of her hair before lifting her up for a backbreaker. Veronica seemingly goes limp on the mat before Jay is able to (albeit sluggish at that) pick her up and dump her over the top rope!
Torres: Veronica Taylor has been eliminated! Therefore your winner and winning a Glory Championship opportunity… Jay Aguero!!!!!
Taj: Jay has punched his ticket to a Glory Championship match!
America: That’s going suck for whoever walks out tonight as the Glory Champ later tonight!
The Revolution Will Be Televised
A vignette plays on the arena screen after the commercial break, beginning in utter darkness. A pair of lights flicker on, aimed across each other and illuminating someone between. This person, whoever she is, has her back to the shot.
Woman: Ladies and gentleman, fans of One Wrestle Movement…allow me to introduce myself.
She turns toward the camera, face deadpan. Before she speaks any further, though, “Circle With Me” by Spiritbox plays. This same young woman walks out onto the stage, standing there and watching the crowd as they react. A few in attendance are aware who she is, but it seems many are not. Retrieving a microphone from her jacket pocket, she waits as her music dies down.
Woman: 1WM, my name is Alessia Reeves, but you’ll call me Alex.
Now more of the crowd react, they know she is the younger sister of a multiple time champion, a well known name in the industry.
Alex Reeves: I am here to announce my arrival, to stand here for all to see. I’m not going to make grandiose boasts. I’m not going to make pointless threats. I won’t be running through my experience.
She shakes her head.
Alex Reeves: Instead I will make a simple promise. I have signed here, with 1WM, for a singular reason. I am here to start…no, to restart my journey in this industry. I am here to push myself as high as I can go here in 1WM. I am here to sharpen my skills, to test myself against the talented men and women who are signed to this company.
Much like her older sister is known to do, she closes in on the camera and addresses the fans at home directly.
Alex Reeves: I will stand in the shadow no longer.
With a small smirk, Alex retreats toward the backstage.
Taj: Alex with no challenge issued yet, but hopefully she’ll be in action soon.
America: This is 1WM, Taj. You know as well as I know that Alex will be in action soon enough…probably before the night is over.
All six competitors start off the match by pairing off into three groups: Nicole and Rieca, Solomon and Kelli, Lochlan and Mackenzie. All three pairs seem to be going balls to the wall at the very beginning and it isn’t long until we see the first attempt at an elimination with Rieca lifting Nicole up and trying to get her over the top rope. Nicole manages to wrap her legs around Rieca’s head and as she goes over the rope, pulls Rieca with her. Both women land on the apron and are quick to get back up to their feet. Rieca is first up by mere moments and goes to hit Nicole with a dropkick, but Nicole ducks down quickly and Rieca lands with a thud on the apron again. Nicole then shockingly fires off a roundhouse kick as Rieca gets up and Rieca tries to grab the rope to stay up but can't get to it in time and instead lands on the arena floor. Nicole looks on in shock as Rieca looks up at her with anger radiating from her eyes. Rieca starts tugging on Nicole’s leg to try and eliminate her.
Torres: Rieca Alejandro has been eliminated!
Taj: Nicole has managed to get the first elimination in this battle royale!
America: HOLY CRAP!
In the meantime, it looks like Solomon has moved over to Lochlan and Mackenzie, leaving Kelli Saint in a heap in the corner. He grabs Lochlan by the wrist and sends him flying with a judo throw before turning his attention to Mackenzie. He grabs her by the wrist and whips her off towards the other side of the ring… which just so happens to be Nicole still on the apron. After booting Rieca away, Nicole turns to get back into the ring, only to be knocked off the apron and to the arena floor by Mackenzie who grabs the top rope to stop herself from rebounding back towards Solomon.
Torres: Nicole Evans-Smoak has been eliminated!
America: And all is right in the wrestling world!
Taj: You have no ounce of compassion whatsoever do you, America?
America: Of course I do, Taj, but can you imagine if Nicole won this thing?!
Nicole and Rieca head to the back as the four competitors remaining pair off once again. Lochlan and Solomon are going at it with a fury of blows back and forth. Solomon is able to overpower him with a stiff knee strike to Lochlan’s midsection. And it doesn’t appear like he’s going to be slowing down as he hits Lochlan with a spinning backfirst. On the other side of the ring, it looks like Kelli has the upperhand on Mackenzie, hitting her with a double knee backbreaker, knocking the wind out of Mackenzie. Kelli slowly starts to bring Mackenzie up to her feet and positions her to put her over the top rope. But Mackenzie isn’t showing any signs of giving up and locks her legs around Kelli’s head. Eventually Kelli releases and Mackenzie drops to her feet. Kelli goes for a double knee backbreaker again, but Mackenzie holds onto the ropes and thus Kelli crashes backward. Mackenzie seizes the chance to hit Kelli with a modified vertical suplex, dropping her over onto the apron instead of the mat like normal. The two trade blows back and forth until Mackenzie takes a step back and nails a picturesque dropkick on Kelli that causes her to fall to the arena floor.
Torres: Kelli Saint has been eliminated!
Taj: Well there goes your pick, America!
America: That’s some bullcrap!
As Mackenzie takes a bit of a breather, Lochlan turns the tide on Solomon by countering an arm drag attempt and instead hitting Solomon with a discus forearm that seemingly knocks Solomon loopy. This allows Lochlan to capitalize further by hitting Solomon with a German suplex before Mackenzie comes in and tries to lock in a Boston crab on him. But he fights his way out of the predicament and the two hit Solomon with a double DDT. They then pull him up and start trying to dump him over the top rope. Solomon lands on the apron before getting up and trying to fight back, managing to hit Mackenzie with an eye poke before being hit with From The Ashes (yakuza kick) by Lochlan and falling to the arena floor.
Torres: Solomon Graham has been eliminated!
Taj: And we are down to the final two! Who will win and go on to receive a shot at the Pride of 1WM Championship?!
America: Does it really matter at this point?
Mackenzie and Lochlan waste no time in going at each other. Mackenzie tries to whip Lochlan off towards the ropes, but he keeps a hold of her and instead turns it around into a ripcord lariat that he calls Raging Phoenix! Lochlan pulls Mackenzie up and starts trying to get her over the top rope, but she starts fighting back until he’s forced to let her go. This allows Mackenzie to hit him with a few chops, backing him up until she can hit him with There Goes Your Knee (dragon screw leg sweep). She pulls him up and they trade blows back and forth until Mackenzie has him backed up against the rope. She then takes a few steps back and charges forward, hitting him with a clothesline that sends him backfirst over the rope. He lands feet first on the apron, slipping just a bit but able to catch himself before falling to the floor. Mackenzie wastes no time and fires off a dropkick that sends him to the floor!
Torres: Lochlan Rivers has been eliminated! Therefore the winner and receiving a Pride of 1WM Championship Opportunity….Mackenzie Roberts!!
Taj: Congratulations to Mackenzie! She keeps her winning streak intact and on top of that she’s going to get her first chance at 1WM championship gold!
America: I’m not excited. NEXT!
We cut to the backstage area where we find the impeccably dressed Thomas Bane of the Shinigami Foundation enjoying a few moments of peace before his world tag team title match later in the evening.
Thomas Bane: I know that I honestly don’t say much and that’s fair, I also know that while the other teams here in One Wrestle Movement simply think that Alex and I are nothing more than a foreword in the bigger chapters of their respective careers…they always find it easier to rush in than see the bigger picture. Recently at Pro Wrestling Nova’s last pay per view entitled “Day of Reckoning”, I was approached by the last man on Earth that I ever expected to see and he told me that sooner or later, the weight of the world would be taken off of my shoulders and for me to balance the books in another realm, somewhere where my talents would be needed most.
Bane allows himself to smile for a moment.
Thomas Bane: But here tonight, none of the Foundation’s opponents know it yet because they, like you at home and at ringside, you all cannot see the signs…those portents of what is to come and that is you are looking at your future One Wrestle Movement World Tag Team champions. Alex and I have worked too hard to be ignored and not to become the champions tonight…but if we don’t win, then what happens next is on the heads of the Erick Saint John’s little friends because you know that old adage about dealing with the lesser of two evils? The question then becomes how do you define what is “lesser” of evil? I mean when you look at the name of the political party that Vladmir Lennin was apart of prior to him taking control of Russia during World War One when translated into English means “The Minority”...
So everyone here in One Wrestle Movement should be asking themselves, what could be waiting in the shadows that could be more chaotic than the Shinigami Foundation? What kind of vile and violent creatures could be coughed up from the darkest pit in all of professional wrestling?
Bane’s smile becomes more sinister as he spreads his hands out in front of him.
Thomas Bane: Come, faithful of One Wrestle Movement, come and find out with your future World Tag Team champions because tonight…the table has been set, the feast has been prepared, and the guests…they have all arrived. Let the reign of the Shinigami Foundation begin…or let the entire world eat itself….
The smile then disappears from Bane’s face as he points at the camera.
Thomas Bane: It is up for you to decide because the Norns, the weavers of Fate, are sitting this one out….
The screen then fades to black.
The words flash across the tron in bright red letters as “Fallen Angels” blares through the sound system of the TD Garden. Blue and red lights flood the ramp as the 1 Wrestle Movement Tag Team Champions, The Fallen Angels emerge through the curtain, their championship belts draped over their respective shoulders. They gradually make their way down to the ring, with husband and wife each taking one side of the ramp to trade fist bumps and high fives with the fans. They eventually make their way to the ring steps, with Damon gesturing for Aurora to go ahead of him. Once they’re both on the ring apron, Damon holds the ropes open for his wife, then follows her into the ring as Aurora signals for a couple of microphones. The music fades, and they pause to soak in the cheers from the crowd. Nodding her head, she hands one of the microphones to her husband before raising her own to speak.
Aurora Graves: Ya know, we’ve been seeing a few fresh faces in the Tag Team Division here in 1WM, and I for one am glad! Wouldn’t you agree, babe?
Damon smirks as he looks out toward the crowd.
Damon Graves: Fresh faces are fine and dandy, but a small trickle of new blood in this division isn’t enough!
Aurora Graves: Who knows? Now that we’ve got the Tag Team titles, perhaps more people will step up to challenge us. Speaking of which…
She pauses, tapping her finger on her chin.
Aurora Graves: Tonight, we get to step into this very ring with not one, not two… but THREE teams that will be trying their damnedest to pry these belts from our hands.
They lift their championship belts over their heads, holding them up for the fans in attendance to see. After a moment, they drape them back over their shoulders.
Damon Graves: First, we have the Shinigami Foundation… the last time these yutzes stepped up to us, we lost our composure… and they lost a couple pints of blood. Make no mistake, we will come after you with the same ferocity… we’re just going to have cooler heads while doing so.
Aurora Graves: And if a little more blood ends up being spilled…
She shrugs her shoulders and gives a little smirk as if to say “Oh well.”
Aurora Graves: Next up is the Vixens. Now THIS is what I’m talking about! A pair of veterans in this business, who no doubt are just as eager to come after our titles as we are to hold onto them. I’ve got nothing bad to say about these girls… I really don’t. But it’s gonna take a hell of a lot for ANYONE to take these belts from us! At least we know these ladies will give us a damn good fight.
Damon Graves: And there ain’t a damn thing we like better.
He pauses for a second, the smile melting from his face, leaving nothing but a veneer of disdain.
Damon Graves: But that brings us to the last, and sure as fuck, the least… American Carnage. Boys, I said it before and I’ll say it again… you haven’t proved shit. Not to us, not to 1WM, and certainly not to the fans…
Damon makes a sweeping motion with his arm, acknowledging the fans in attendance surrounding the ring.
Damon Graves: Attacking the Renaissance from behind… after we defeated Shinigami Foundation AND the reigning 1WM “champion” Jacob Striker… that just reeks of cowardice, boys.
Aurora sneers as she shakes her head.
Aurora Graves: Then again, they just reek in general. But I look at it this way… now we’ll get to see what they can do when they don’t have the advantage of jumping us from behind.
Damon gets extremely close to the lens of the nearest camera, his face filling the screen.
Damon Graves: That’s right, boys… You have to look us in the eyes, and what you’ll find there isn’t fear… it’s piss and vinegar; it’s aggression on a scale that you can’t fathom. You’ll learn the hard way just how true the phrase “fuck around and find out” really is…
Damon backs off and nods to Aurora, who responds with one of her own. They both turn towards the entrance ramp, casually tossing the mics over their shoulders as their music kicks in and they exit the ring. The timekeeper deftly manages to catch them as the champs make their way to the back.
Taj: The Tag Team Champions are fired up and ready for their Four Way Tag Team Championship Match!
Glory Championship Match
Three Way Match
Tim Brody vs. “Pain Maker” Cain Dominguez vs. “Bakersfield Butcher” Jack Riggs ©
Torres: The following is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP!
”Born For One Thing” by Gojira plays as Jack Riggs, carrying the Glory Championship over his shoulder, makes his way down to the ring.
Torres: Introducing first, from Bakersfield, California....weighing in at two hundred and thirty-nine pounds….standing at a height of five feet eleven inches….representing Kali Kartel….he is the current reigning and defending Glory Champion….he is the Bakersfield Butcher...JACCCCCKKKKKK RIGGGGGGGGGSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
America: Uh….why in the hell is Jack coming out here first?! He’s the champ?
Taj: That is a bit odd but it is the champion’s prerogative to decide when he/she is introduced.
“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 walks out on stage and at the top of the ramp he drops down to one knee looking like he is 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 on 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 his crazy look again as he grabs the top rope looking at the crowd as the lights return to normal.
Torres: And his opponent from Brooklyn, New York….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds….standing at a height of six feet six inches….he is a former 1WM Tag Team Champion….a former Glory Champion….he is the Pain Maker….CAINNNNNNNNN DOMINGUEEEEEEEZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Cain is one of the most decorated wrestlers in 1WM! He’s one of the few that have been here since Year One.
America: And it definitely helps that he’s hooked up with Joshua Samson, Esquire to help guide his career!
”Ice Station Zebra” by Jack White plays as Tim Brody makes his way to the ring.
Torres: And finally, hailing from Hamwater, Massachusetts….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-six pounds….standing at a height of six feet seven inches….he is TIMMMMM BRODDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: This man loves to have fun!
America: But can you really have fun when you're in the ring with people like this?
Taj: You'd hope for his sake.
All three wrestlers stand in the ring, soaking in the mixed crowd response as they wait for the referee to call for the bell and make the match official to begin.
DING DING DING!!!
All three wrestlers look around the ring and wait for an opening to appear. When that doesn't happen, Cain Dominguez finally steps forward and decides to get things started. He hits Jack Riggs in the mouth with a hard right hand, and then a second, and then a third! The fans remain on their feet, cheering the beginning of the violence. Cain grabs hold of Jack and shoots him across the ring. He steps toward the middle of the ring and waits for Jack to come back on the rebound. Unfortunately for him, Jack is ready---leaping into the air and nailing Cain with a forearm smash! Cain crashes to the mat and rolls out of the way to pull himself back up to his feet. Riggs tries to turn around to follow him, only to have Tim step forward and nail Riggs in the chest with a hard chop.
Crowd: WOOO!
Tim follows it up with a second and then a third.
Crowd: WOOO! WOOO!
Tim then pulls Riggs in and drives his knee into his gut. He hoists Riggs into the air and delivers a snap suplex!
Taj: All three of these men are off to a quick start in this one!
America: And it's a good thing they are, Taj! Who wants to watch a match where three men are standing around doing nothing? I know I don't!
Riggs rolls over to the ropes to try and make it back up to his feet. Tim turns around and calls for the fans to get louder---hoping to get their support as he continues on with the match. They respond by cheering quite a bit, which brings a smile to his face. Unfortunately for him, the smile doesn't stay there long. Tim turns around and is immediately nailed in the mouth with a hard elbow shot! Cain follows it up with a second and then a third---the impact of each blow sending Tim stumbling back. Tim tries to fight back by charging forward and attempting a clothesline! Cain ducks underneath the clothesline and positions himself behind Tim, grabbing hold of him, and hoisting him into the air for a German suplex that he bridges into a pin attempt.
One…
Two…Jack Riggs dives over and breaks up the pin attempt!
Cain pulls himself back up to his feet as the Champ runs at Cain and nails him in the mouth with a forearm smash. The impact of the blow sends him stumbling back. Riggs picks up some speed and bounces off of the ropes, hoping to do something to Cain on the rebound. Cain grabs hold of him on the rebound and lifts Riggs into the air, catching him by surprise with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Cain then drops down on top of him and hooks the leg for the cover.
One…
Two…
TH…Riggs kicks out!
Taj: Cain is on one hell of a roll right now! Perhaps he heard what the Glory Champ had to tweet about him last week and he's motivated to prove him right!
America: Or...perhaps he's simply doing what he always does? It's not like Cain Dominguez doesn't usually try.
Cain grabs hold of Riggs and tries to bring him back up to his feet, hoping to keep his momentum going. He brings Riggs up to his feet and nails him in the back with a few clubbing blows to try and wear him down. Riggs manages to shove Cain away. Cain tries to regain his footing quickly, but unfortunately for him, Tim Brody is back on his feet. He grabs hold of Cain from behind and lifts him into the air for a back suplex! Tim pops back up to his feet as Jack tries to rush at him to perhaps shift the momentum in the match back into his favor, only to have Tim leap into the air and catch him by surprise with a perfectly timed dropkick! Tim drops down on top of Riggs and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…Cain comes over and breaks up the count!
Cain uses his knees to try and wear Tim down a bit further. He then drags him back up to his feet and gets him into position for a backbreaker! Tim manages to spin out of Cain's grasp just before he can be sent to the mat. Cain tries to take it in stride, bouncing off of the ropes, and charging at Tim. Unfortunately for him, Tim sees it coming. He steps forward and grabs hold of Cain, lifting him into the air and delivering a flapjack! Cain's face bounces off of the mat as Tim rolls him over and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…Jack Riggs breaks up the pin attempt with a double stomp!
Taj: The action in this match is definitely picking up! This has been a lot of fun to watch and I have no idea who's going to win!
America: Well, while I've had fun watching these guys pretend that they're important wrestlers...I'd be lying if I said that I didn't want to see them decide which of them is going to be the winner sooner rather than later...
Taj: That's not a surprise.
Tim tries to drag himself back up to his feet, still feeling the effects of Riggs's double stomp. Riggs notices and smirks slightly. The Champ bounces off of the ropes and catches Tim by surprise, sending him to the mat face-first with a bulldog! Tim tries to drag himself back up to his feet, but Jack lines himself up with Tim and simply waits for the perfect moment to strike. Once Tim is standing, Riggs catches Tim with Pork Chop Express (bicycle kick)! Jack drops down and covers Tim.
One…
Two…
THR…Cain can just barely break things up in time!
Taj: That was close!
Cain grabs Riggs and drags him back up to his feet. He uses a series of hard elbow shots to try and wear him down even further before shoving Riggs back against the ropes! Riggs bounces off and ends up right in Cain's arms! Cain lifts Riggs into the air, delivering a belly to belly suplex that sends Riggs to the mat! Cain smirks and tries to turn around so that he can continue his attack on Riggs. Suddenly, Tim grabs him from behind and pulls Cain into a roll-up.
One…
Two…
THRE…KICK OUT!!
Cain slowly pulls himself back up to his feet. Tim grabs him and begins to hit Cain in the back of the head with a few clubbing blows in an effort to wear him down. Tim then tries to lift Cain onto his shoulders in hopes of setting him up for an electric chair drop. Before he can fully get Cain into position for it, Cain manages to free himself from Tim's grasp. He lands on the mat behind him and waits for Tim to turn and face him. When Tim does so, Cain steps forward and nails him in the jaw with a Fade to Black (Claymore Kick)!
Tim staggers back from the impact and then hits the ropes. He falls through them and stumbles out to the floor. Cain glares at him in disappointment before turning around and getting hit with a Pork Chop Express! Cain bounces off of the ropes and barely remains on his feet, staggering around, and leaving himself open for a second Pork Chop Express! Riggs then drops down on top of Cain and covers him.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND STILL Glory Champion...Jack Riggs!!!
Taj: Cain Dominguez was this close to winning it, but...
America: Jack Riggs wins it! And now we can get closer to the real fun stuff tonight!
Tim Brody briefly looks disappointed outside of the ring, but then goes to celebrate with the fans in an effort to keep his spirits high. Back in the ring, Cain Dominguez disappointedly brings himself to his feet. Jack Riggs steps toward him and extends a hand for Cain to shake. The fans cheer after the effort that both men gave.
Taj: An unusual show of sportsmanship from Jack.
America: It definitely is….I think I’m going to be sick!
Cain hesitates but eventually accepts the handshake. Unfortunately for Cain, Riggs decides to attack---delivering another Pork Chop Express! The impact of the blow sends Cain bouncing off of the ropes. Riggs kicks him in the ribs and then plants Cain on the mat with a Big Trouble (Burning Hammer)! Cain is out cold as Jack calmly steps out of the ring and heads toward the back.
The scene cuts backstage to newly signed star McKena Hardy, talking to some backstage staff. When she finishes her conversation, she notices the camera and turns her attention towards it.
McKena Hardy: Oh! Hey there! What’s up, 1 Wrestle Movement!? I was wondering when I’d get to say something! I was hoping I’d speak before Alex Reeves but no, she had to steal my thunder!
McKena lets out a light laugh.
McKena Hardy: In all seriousness, I do like that I’m starting here the same time as Alex. Our paths? They’re not so different. She’s stepping out of her sister’s shadow and starting her own legacy. As for my path? I’m not only trying to live up to my dad’s legacy, but I’m trying to blow it out of the water.
She nods.
McKena Hardy: So I get it, I’m used to having a family that have done it all in this sport. But I don’t see that as daunting. No, I see it as a challenge. I won’t lie, I didn’t see it that way before. No, I was in denial. I didn’t want to believe that this was my calling. But now I do. No, not just that, but this wrestling thing is my birthright. I was born for this and I can’t wait to show the world how far I’ve come.
She pauses for a moment before pointing toward the camera.
McKena Hardy: This is where you come in, once again, Alex. You and I talked about maybe even teaming up now that we’re both signed here. But I can’t lie, with our journeys feeling so similar, I want to fight you. And not just some regular fight, I want you on a large show. A supershow! I want that. I want to see how far you’ve come and I want to see it up close and personal. I think that, more so than anything else, will put you and I to a true test. Because I know how bad you want to succeed, because I want it too. So I know that you’d be the one to put me to the test. So, what do you say?
McKena smiles before nodding and walking off before the scene cuts away.
Backstage in the catering area of the TD Garden, several wrestlers are seated, grabbing a bite to eat and discussing their respective matches when “Queen B” Bianca Davis and “First Class Mean Girl” Veronica Taylor arrive. Immediately, they make their way over to a long table filled with food. They are gabbing away about something, not even paying attention to their surroundings. Bianca fills her plate with a salad and points for the caterer to put dressing on her plate. As the caterer ladles the dressing and goes to pour it over Bianca’s salad, Bianca moves her plate, causing the dressing to pour all over the table.
Bianca Davis: Oops sorry gotta be quicker than that.
The duo continue to make their way down the table as the caterer can be seen muttering something and shaking their head in disgust. Veronica, seeing this, whispers something into Bianca’s ear.
Bianca Davis: Let me explain something, you're the presence of royalty darling, and you will show some damn respect. I am the rightful Pride of 1WM Champion, and the pinnacle of this damn company.
From behind the duo, El Diablo Blanco with a clearly frustrated look on his face interjects himself.
El Diablo Blanco: Let me tell you something, Sisters. It’s one thing to act all hoity toity better than thou to me and the others around here but it’s another when you start mistreating the fine staff here. They’re just trying to make a living, Sisters. Please, just move on.
Bianca and Veronica start to walk away as El Diablo Blanco grabs a stack of napkins and begins attempting to clean up the mess from the dressing. Bianca, not going to let things go, instead turns back around and approaches El D. She grabs the entire bowl of dressing and just pours it over the table. El Diablo Blanco is visibly upset at this point.
El Diablo Blanco: What’s your beef, Sister? I’d say you got a problem with me but as I look around, you seem to have a problem with anyone and everyone that’s not you or Veronica.
Bianca Davis: My problem is people like you and everyone else here disrespecting me! I am the former Pride of 1WM Champion, I deserve respect but month after month I am treated as an afterthought by management around here! Like last month that title match one on one should have been mine! Then I ugly look trolls at commentary disrespecting me! So no, from now on I am done playing nice!
Veronica Taylor: Exactly, the Queen and Pinnacle of this company is tired of being disrespected because they want to give the next flavor of the month an opportunity. This isn’t a charity; she earned her shot a long time ago.
El Diablo Blanco: Whoa, whoa, whoa now, Sister. The D Man isn’t dishing out any disrespect. Like Aretha said R-E-S-P-E-C-T, respect. Now I didn’t go and take your spot. Mr. Bookerman was the one that gave me that shot and we all saw how that ended; a chair upside the noggin and an uno, dos, tres. We’ve all got reasoning to be in the Pride of 1WM Championship match. They’re just going us all a fair shot. Diggit?!
Bianca, and Veronica roll their eyes in disgust as the Queen soon spoke in her posh accented tone.
Bianca Davis: Listen I was there I told everyone what would happen if you played nice and that’s what you did. I don’t play nice, I play for keeps when it comes to my Pride of 1WM title. I will right the wrongs to Mackenzie Roberts, and Ugliva Blue at a later date. Seriously the former champion that being me deserves a one on one rematch Cedric is just playing these little games and I am sick of it!
El Diablo Blanco: That may be so that you feel entitled to a one on one but that wasn’t in the cards, Sister. And let me tell you something. El D ain’t gonna go and squander this opportunity. I’m feeling Froggy, Sister, and I got my eyes on that Pride of 1WM title.
Bianca, and Veronica look disgusted as they eye him as Queen Bianca Davis soon speaks in her posh tone toward him.
Bianca Davis: You know what I look forward to making sure that you, Reika and Keon regret the day you all stood in my way. Because, you will all bend the knee tonight, and bend it to One Wrestlings pinnacle and Queen me.
Soon Bianca motions, and Veronica follows her as they saunter past, looking at El D with a look of disgust on their faces. El D retaliates with a disappointing shake of the head.
El Diablo Blanco: Can’t we all just get along?
El D looks to the caterer and shrugs his shoulders as the shot switches back to the ring.
Pride of 1WM Championship Match
Four Way Match
El Diablo Blanco vs. Rei Park vs. “Queen B” Bianca Davis vs. Keon Suggs II ©
Torres: The following is a FOUR WAY MATCH that is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit for the PRIDE OF 1WM CHAMPIONSHIP!
“Red Opps” by 21 Savage blares throughout the arena as Keon Suggs II, Pride of 1WM Championship title around his waist, makes his way to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Rockford, Illinois….weighing in at a one hundred and sixty-five pounds…standing at a height of five feet eight inches….he is the current reigning and defending Pride of 1WM Champion….he is KEOOOOONNNNNN SUGGGGGGGGGSSSSSS IIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: You get the feeling that things are going to get ugly between him and Bianca Davis without considering the other two in the match!
America: Or what's on the line...
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. She sauntered out onto the stage accompanied by Joshua Samson. The Statuesque Blonde does her trademark pageant wave as the paparazzi snap photos of her. The Queen then blows a kiss and keeps her saunter down to the ring. On her way to the ring, Bianca maintains her distance from the fans. The Queen of 1WM soon takes the time to taunt the fans staying in the center of the walkway avoiding the outstretched hands. Telling them to kiss the ring, as she saunters toward the steel steps.
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: And first his opponent...introducing first, from Malibu.
Before Torres can even finish announcing that Bianca Davis is a part of the match, she and Keon Suggs II meet in the center of the ring and begin to exchange vicious right hands with one another. The crowd, of course, is delighted! The two continue to battle back and forth across the ring, refusing to give each other an inch. As the brawl continues, both Rei Parks and El Diablo Blanco rush out from the back to join the fray!
Taj: Talk about starting things in a hurry!
America: You have no idea how happy this makes me...
Rei and El D both enter the ring, turning their attention toward one another when they realize that they have little chance of breaking up the ongoing brawl between Keon and Bianca. Within seconds, all four wrestlers are in the middle of the ring exchanging blows with one another. Bianca finally manages to knock Keon down to the mat with a kick to the chest. Keon rolls out of the way and tries to create a bit of space between himself and Queen B. Bianca turns her back on Keon and charges at both Rei and El D, sending both of them to the mat with a big clothesline! The fans boo loudly as Bianca stands in the middle of the ring all by herself. She shakes her head before grabbing El D by the hair, dragging him back up to his feet. She shoves him back into the ropes and tries to take his head off with a big elbow smash when he returns on the rebound.
Taj: If this is going to turn into a match where Bianca Davis is going to hit people hard...
America: You have to like her chances of winning her title back!
The fans continue to boo Bianca. She turns around to focus her attention on one of her other opponents, when suddenly, the Pride Champ pulls himself back up to his feet and charges at Bianca. He hits her with a big spear that sends both of them tumbling through the ropes and out to the floor! They hit the floor with a thud---Keon almost immediately pounding away on Bianca to keep her from making it back up to her feet. The two once again begin to brawl their way back up to their feet. In the ring, El D groggily tries to reach his feet after the vicious elbow shot that he was just hit with, only to have Rei bounce off of the ropes and hit him with a bulldog! She rolls El D over and covers.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
Taj: Considering the nature of this match and what's on the line, it's hard to fault Rei for going for the quick pin attempt!
America: She knows that the best way to win a match like this is to actually try and win it!
Rei glares down at El D in annoyance. She grabs him by the hair and slams the back of El D's head into the mat a few times. She then drags El D over toward the ropes and drapes him over the bottom rope. Rei applies pressure to El D's back and begins to choke him out with the help of the rope---the referee not being able to do anything but watch. Back on the floor, Keon charges at a groggy Bianca---only to be lifted into the air and slammed hard to the floor with a back body drop! Bianca then turns around and immediately knocks Rei off of El D with a big right hand, before grabbing her by the hair and dragging her out to the floor as well!
Taj: I'm guessing that you're liking where this is going, America?
America: Of course I am!
Once Rei is on the floor, Bianca delivers a mafia kick that sends Rei into the first row of fans! Rei tries to drag herself out of the crowd, but Bianca continues to take advantage of the opening that she's given herself. She pounds away on Rei’s kidneys with vicious elbow shots. This continues until Keon pulls himself back up to his feet. He runs at Bianca and knocks her off balance with a forearm smash. Before Bianca can recover, Keon grabs hold of Bianca and throws her HARD into the ring post! Bianca slumps against it and tries to recover. Keon tries to crush Bianca's head against the steel ring post with a running elbow---only to have Bianca just barely duck out of the way! Bianca takes advantage of the brief opening by hitting Keon with a throat thrust, the two once again beginning to brawl with each other! Unfortunately for both of them, it comes to an end just seconds later as El D dives through the ropes and takes BOTH down with a suicide dive!
Taj: That's one way to get back into the match!
America: I don't know how you don't enjoy watching people just throw everything they can at each other, Taj?
The fans are on their feet, cheering the effort that the wrestlers have given thus far. El D drags himself back up to his feet and immediately gets hit in the mouth with a forearm smash from Rei. The former Pride Champ follows it up with a second for good measure. El D staggers back from the impact. Rei grabs hold of El D and tries to pull him in. Rei tries to wrestle El D into position for a suplex of sorts. El D shoves Rei away and into the guardrail. Rei tries to recover quickly, but El D responds by delivering a kick to Rei's mouth that sends her head into the guardrail. Rei slumps on the floor. El D then turns around and notices that Keon is beginning to pull himself back up to his feet. Hoping to take advantage of the brief opening, El D grabs hold of him and tries to lock in a guillotine choke---only to have Keon tackle him into the apron. Keon rolls into the ring as Bianca follows in just seconds later.
Taj: Can you tell that these two desperately wanted to have a one-on-one rematch with each other?
America: I know I love chaos...but I'm really wishing we'd have gotten to see these two in a match!
Keon notices that Bianca is in the ring with him and immediately turns his attention toward the ex-Pride Champion. He charges at her and walks into a Beautiful Boot (big boot)! Bianca hooks the leg and covers..
One…
Two…
THR…KICK OUT!
Bianca glares down at Keon and shakes her head. She wraps two hands around Keon's throat and begins to choke him! The Champ gasps for air as he tries to compose himself. Keon fights his way out of Bianca's grasp with a kick to her stomach. Bianca stumbles back and Keon is up to his feet to deliver a running clothesline! Keon covers.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
Taj: These two are going back and forth!
America: Yeah, well...I'd also pay some attention to what's going on out on the floor!
Sure enough, while the two continue to battle it out in the ring, El D grabs hold of Rei's hair and drags her over toward the steel steps. He tries to slam Rei's head into them, but Rei is able to block the attempt. Rei instead grabs hold of El D and snaps off a DDT onto the steps! El D hits them hard and remains on top of them, his eyes almost immediately looking rather...distant. Rei then slides into the ring, where Keon and Bianca continue to brawl with one another. Bianca has complete control, knocking Keon back against the ropes. Bianca then charges forward to send Keon to the floor but the champ ducks out of the way and Rei pulls down on the ropes to send Bianca crashing to the floor. Bianca drags herself back up to her feet, as Rei waits for Keon to turn around before setting herself up for a springboard...something.
Taj: This could be the opening that Rei Parks needs!
Just before Rei can springboard into the ring, Bianca grabs her foot and pulls her down to the floor! She hits Rei hard in the mouth with a right hand. She then tries to toss her to the side, but Rei responds by running and leaping onto her back to lock in a sleeper hold. The two struggle with each other. A groggy El D finally comes around enough to pull himself back up to his feet and roll into the ring, though the look on his face makes it clear that he may not know where he's exactly at. This becomes apparent just seconds later when Keon steps forward and delivers a big Rockford Knee (flying knee)! Keon covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND STILL Pride of 1WM Champion...Keon Suggs II!!!
Taj: El Diablo Blanco may have a concussion, but he went into the ring and Keon Suggs II saw an opening...
America: Of course he did. He should really be concerned with a certain Queen B...
Sure enough, Bianca finally flips Rei off of her and notices that Keon won the match. Bianca tries to climb into the ring to go after him, but Keon wisely heads toward the back.
When the camera goes backstage we can see Justice Cross on her phone talking to someone. Her phone would be in her left hand up to her ear while her right hand was fluffing up her hair as she looked in the mirror.
Justice Cross: I just finished getting ready for my match. I mean my hair and my make up are pretty much on point if you ask me! Dinner and drinks later? Sure I will be there.
Turning around now, leaning against the vanity with her back resting against it, she would look around the locker room seeing she was the only one there.
Justice Cross: Look I get it. None of them expected me or Brianna to come back but here we are. And tonight we have the return match of a lifetime. I mean where else do you return and get an automatic match for the tag team titles?
Listening, she saw Brianna walk in so she put her finger up and motioned for just a few seconds.
Justice Cross: Well this isn’t sports entertainment. This is One Wrestle Movement. I have to go but I’ll see you later for dinner and drinks.
Hanging up her phone she went and put it back into her bag. Turning to look at Brianna she smirked a bit.
Justice Cross: Did you see the look on the security guards faces last week?
Brianna Matthews: They were about to shit their pants. They didn’t even know who it was until they pulled down our hoods.
Justice Cross: Right? And they weren’t even going to let us walk through the halls either. They thought we were fans.
Brianna Matthews: If we shocked them just think about the others that we shocked the hell out of for our return. No one expected us to come back.
Justice Cross: But we did.
Brianna Matthews: They probably didn’t expect us to be in the tag team title match tonight either!
Justice Cross: But we are.
Brianna Matthews: I’m sure people will talk about how it is that we got our contracts, not to mention this match.
Justice Cross: Let them.
Brianna Matthews: Let them?
Justice Cross: Let them. Because at the end of the day we are the ones who determine our worth not them. At the end of the day we get to go home knowing we gave our best in everything we do. And at the end of the day we both know that we earned the right to be in this match.
Brianna Matthews: Um, how did we do that?
Justice Cross: Because someone believes in us Brie. God, aren’t you tired of being held back in places? Or tired of being made to look like a fool? We could go out there tonight and become the 1WM tag team champions. Do you know how big that would be since we returned?
Brianna Matthews: Ok yeah that would be big.
Justice Cross: So tonight when we go out there to the ring we need to just do the damn thing and win those titles. It would prove everyone wrong about us. You know who else would prove wrong?
Brianna Matthews: Damon and Aurora? Or The Shinigami Foundation? Oh wait, I know. American Carnage?
Justice Cross: Let’s talk about them for a moment. First Damon and Aurora.
Brianna Matthews: Who the hell marries someone that shares her name with a Disney princess? I mean what’s she going to do? Go to sleep? Prick her finger on a spindle?
Justice Cross: Right? And then he will wake her up with a true love’s kiss? Damon’s cool though.
Brianna Matthews: His hair is the only thing cool about him. But you know what, we don’t really have to worry about them because they aren’t that much of a threat to us. Next up we have The Shinigami Foundation.
Justice Cross: The who?
Brianna Matthews: Oh you know, just those boys we beat once or twice before. I don’t even know why they are in this match let alone why they think they deserve to be in it.
Justice Cross: Regardless of what they think I just know that someone must obviously believe in them like they do us. But let’s talk about the ones who don’t belong here and that’s American Carnage.
Brianna Matthews: Be careful what you say.
Justice Cross: American Carnage think they can scare us but honestly they can’t and deep down they know we aren’t scared of them. Have we ever been scared of a group of men?
Brianna Matthews: No, no. I can’t say that we have been.
Justice Cross: See so we have nothing to worry about tonight. We will go out there, work the match, and prove people wrong about us. So let’s go because we are up next.
Camera goes back to the ring.
1WM Tag Team Championship Match
Four Way Tag Team Match
The Vixens (Brianna Matthews and Justice Cross) vs. American Carnage (Evan Conway and John Bannon) vs. The Shinigami Foundation (Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer) vs. The Fallen Angels (Damon Graves and Aurora Graves)©
Torres: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit and is a FOUR WAY TAG TEAM MATCH for the 1WM TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
”Glycerine” by Bush plays as The Vixens, Brianna Matthews and Justice Cross, make their in-ring return.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from St. Louis, Missouri….weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred and fifty-six pounds...they are Brianna Matthews... Justice Cross...THEEEEEEE VIXENNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
America: These women have returned and mean business!
Taj: Don't let the massive weight difference to the rest of the teams fool you. These two look to seal the deal here tonight!
"Left Behind" by Slipknot plays as Evan Conway and John Bannon, American Carnage, make their way to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring from Chicago, Illinois…weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and ninety pounds...they are Evan Conway and John Bannon...AMERICAAAAANNNNNNN CARNAGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: These two, along with Jason Miller, have raised all sorts of hell for this month and finally may get a taste of their own medicine tonight!
America: These aren't exactly the kind of guys you want to do that to!
"Whatever it Takes" by Hollywood Undead plays as Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer, The Shinigami Foundation, make their way down to the ring.
Torres: Next hailing from Metro City…. weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and eighty pounds...they are Alex Slayer and Thomas Bane….THEEEEE SHINIGAMMMIIIIIIII FOUNDATIOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: This group has been extremely impressive since the past couple of months. Strengthening their ties with Jacob Striker has seemingly done wonders for their 1WM career.
America: Hard to argue with that! As much as I hate to say it, these two are clear favorites here!
“Fallen Angels” by Black Veil Brides plays to usher in Damon and Aurora Grave, The Fallen Angels to the ring.
Torres: And finally coming to the ring hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada….weighing in at a combined weight of three hundred and forty-eight pounds...they are the current reigning and defending 1WM Tag Team Champions….they are Damon and Aurora Graves….THEEEE FALLEEEEENNNNN ANGELLLLLLSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: The road to this match has been a bumpy one for these two.
America: I'll say. Neither still don't look one hundred percent if you ask me.
DING DING DING!!!
All four teams claim their respective corners. Brianna and Damon step forward to start the match off. Damon glances over at American Carnage for a moment before sending a hard right into Brianna's face! She retaliates with a right of her own, quickly following it up with a knee to the gut. She grabs Damon's hair and slams him face first into the mat, smirking as the crowd boos. Damon rolls to his feet, charging at Brianna. She sends a hard kick to his head, but he ducks underneath it and bounces off the ropes, hitting a flying forearm! Both of them quickly get to their feet. Damon closes in, sending a kick to her gut before snapping off a quick DDT! He goes for the cover!
One…
Two…Brianna kicks out!
Taj: Damon trying to go for a quick victory!
America: Not in the eyes of everyone else. Nobody made a move to break that up.
Taj: Bet they would have felt foolish if it worked though?
Damon gets to his feet, dragging Brianna up with him. She pushes him away and he runs in, only to be taken down with the same kick to the head she was looking for earlier! She grabs his foot, dragging him to her corner and tagging in Justice. Brianna drops an elbow to Damon's knee as Justice climbs up the turnbuckle and jumps off, landing with both feet on Damon's leg! The crowd groans as Justice grins, throwing her arms in the air.
Taj: Quite the vicious move by Justice!
America: She's out to prove everyone who doubted her wrong and that she is a main event level wrestler in this company.
Aurora watches in concern as Damon clutches his leg, his face full of pain and anger. Justice stalks him as he tries to crawl to his corner, shaking her head. She steps on his knee, applying pressure for a few seconds before jumping up and stomping on it. Damon clutches his knee again, but Justice grabs his leg, kicking it a few times before dropping an elbow on it and beginning to wrench it. Damon grits his teeth and reaches forward, grabbing hold of Justice's head and raking her eyes. She quickly lets go of the hold and Damon rolls away as fast as possible, finding himself in a corner and throwing his hand up. Smirking, Conway tags himself in, stepping into the ring and picking Damon up, throwing him out of the ring! Conway turns around, looking at Justice with fiery eyes.
Justice keeps her distance, mocking Conway as he tries to close the gap. He shakes his head, then rushes in, nailing her with an elbow! She hits the mat hard, but jumps up immediately, running to the nearest corner and tagging in Aurora, who just looks at her in disbelief. Justice laughs as she hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. Conway shakes his head, watching her before turning to Aurora, who has climbed up to the top rope. She leaps off, hitting Conway with a missile dropkick that makes him stumble back into the ropes. The female half of the Tag Champs gets up, quickly running in, and sending kick after kick into Conway’s stomach. Conway lets out a yell and shoves her away, but Aurora runs back in, only to eat a nasty forearm to the face! Conway drags her up and clubs her right on the back of the neck which causes her to let out a pained yell.
America: Sounds like Aurora's not one-hundred percent yet!
Taj: Would you really expect her to be after that vicious sneak attack at Glory Seventeen “Love Hurts”! I’m honestly surprised that the Fallen Angels are wrestling tonight!
Damon climbs up on the ring apron in his corner, nursing his knee a bit as he watches the action. Conway clubs Aurora on the back of the neck again, sending her face first into the mat. He steps on the back of her neck, using the ropes for leverage! The referee tells him to get off and Conway just laughs in his face, standing on her neck for a few moments longer before stepping off. He drags her up, pulling her in and hitting a nasty swinging neckbreaker! He goes for the pin.
One…
Two…Alex Slayer breaks up the pin.
Conway laughs and points at Alex, telling him to wait his turn. He picks up Aurora again, lifting her into the air and nailing a nasty brainbuster! He goes for the cover again, but both Alex and Justice rush in, quickly kicking him off her! Conway gets to his feet, going right after Justice, who backs up to her corner. Alex takes the opportunity to drag Aurora to his corner, jumping back out on the apron and leaning over the ropes, tagging himself in! Justice rolls out of the ring as Conway shakes his head, turning around right into a spinning heel kick! Both men pop up and Alex takes Conway back down with a clothesline!
Taj: Alex is like a wrecking ball in the ring right now!
Conway gets back up and eats a dropkick from Alex, sending him to the mat again! Alex pops up and hits Conway with an elbow drop, hooking the leg!
One…
Two…Conway gets a shoulder up as Bannon has a leg through the ropes.
Alex grabs Conway by the hair and drags him toward his corner, reaching out a hand to Bane. Conway sees this and lifts Alex up, nailing a hard back suplex before the tag is made, the entire stadium booing. Alex tries rolling to his feet, but Conway charges, nailing a hard kick to his ribs. He kicks again, sending Alex all the way to the mat. Conway tags in Bannon, then picks Alex up, hitting a vicious backbreaker! He holds him over his knee as Bannon climbs up to the top rope. Bannon sets up to jump off, but Bane is in the ring, booting Conway in the side of the head. Damon is in, running across the ring, and dropkicking Bannon right on the knee, sending him tumbling to the floor outside! The crowd roars as both men are forced back to their corners.
Taj: American Carnage had some bad intentions but Thomas and Damon decided otherwise!
America: Don't know why Damon got involved? He shouldn't give a damn either way.
Taj: Have you forgotten that this is for the Tag Team Championship?
America: Oh yeah…
Alex starts to crawl to his corner as Bane stretches out his hand. Conway begins to stir, rolling onto his side. Alex stretches out his hand, still quite a few feet away from his partner. Conway grabs at Alex's foot, trying to hold on to him. Alex kicks at Conway's face a few times, getting him to release the hold! Alex leaps up and toward his corner, but Bannon pulls Bane off the apron just before the tag! Bane lands on his feet on the outside and grabs Bannon by the head, slamming him into the barricade! Inside the ring, Conway whips Alex into a corner, charging at him and sandwiching Slayer between him and the turnbuckle! Justice tags herself in as Alex slowly stumbles out of the corner. Conway turns around, grabbing Slayer, and nailing a wheelbarrow facebuster perfectly in the center of the ring! Conway hooks the leg, but the ref waves it off.
America: WHAT THE HELL IS THE REFEREE DOING?!
Taj: Evan Conway was not the legal competitor in the ring as such the referee didn’t count the pinfall!
Conway gets up, enraged, barking at the referee. He turns around to pick up Alex, but Justice leaps into the ring and hits a discus elbow right to Conway's temple! He hits the mat and Justice sits on her knees, soaking in the boos for a moment before raising her arm and kissing her bicep.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Alex rolls out of the ring as Justice gets up, staring down at Conway before suddenly running to the Fallen Angel's corner, blasting both Damon and Aurora with forearms, sending them off the apron and to the floor outside! Justice turns and looks at the rising Conway, letting out a scream and running, looking ready to hit a big move! Bane slides into the ring, getting right between her and Conway! She slides between his legs, her eyes wide as she reaches to the ropes and pulls herself up. Bane turns around, but now Bannon slides into the ring, charging at Bane! The Shinigami member sidesteps and sends Bannon flying over the top rope! Bannon crashes right into Damon and Aurora, the back of Aurora’s head snapping against the barricade while Damon crashes into the front row!
Taj: Oh, that can't be good!
America: You think?
The referee forces Bane out of the ring, who is beginning to look more than ready to get in the match. Justice smiles, waving a finger in the air. Conway stumbles to his feet, swinging wildly at Justice! He nails her with a hard right, making her stumble toward The Shinigami Foundation's corner. Conway charges at her, but Justice rolls out of his way and Conway runs right into the outstretched hand of Bane! The crowd roars as he grips his neck, then tags himself in with a hard slap to Conway's chest! He then chokeslams him over the top rope before stepping over the ropes himself, finally entering the match!
Taj: Oh my! There's bodies all around the ring and the only ones standing are Thomas Bane and The Vixens!
America: This oughta be good!
Justice keeps her distance, cracking her knuckles as Bane slowly walks toward her. He lunges at her, but she ducks underneath his arms and begins kicking away at his legs, looking to take him down! He turns and goes for a beheading clothesline, but she ducks and he hits the referee instead! The crowd groans as the referee nearly does a flip from the impact, crashing to the mat!
Taj: OH NO!
Bane turns back to Justice, who sends her boot right into his crotch! He lets out a pained yell, his knees buckling and she begins kicking at his leg again, this time taking him down to a knee! She backs up, bouncing off the ropes, and leaps into the air to hit a knee drop! But Bane grabs her leg, gritting his teeth as he slowly stands up! Justice hops on one leg for a moment before leaping and hitting a picture perfect step up enziguri! Bane stumbles to the side, but stays on his feet. He turns around, looking Justice in the eye.
Taj: I think she just pissed him off?!
America: I think she accomplished that during the build up to this match! Now she's just throwing gas on the fire! Get out of there!
Justice runs to her corner, reaching to tag in Brianna, but Bane runs her down, wrapping his arms around her waist and hits a huge snapping German suplex! Justice flies across the ring as if she was ejected from a car crash, coming to a stop against the ropes! Thomas gets up, slowly walking toward her, his face unreadable. Brianna hops off the apron, throwing the timekeeper off his chair and folding it up. Alex stumbles to his feet and she blasts him dead in the face! Bannon gets up and she blasts him as well! Brianna slides into the ring and cracks Bane across the back with it! He turns around, his face now full of anger. Brianna is unfazed by the sight, pulling the chair back and hitting him right over the head with it! Bane stumbles back, bouncing off the ropes, and hitting her with a big boot! The chair and Brianna hit the mat and she rolls away, clutching her jaw as she goes to the floor outside! The referee begins to stir as Bane turns back to Justice, who leaps off the top rope, going for a cross body. But Bane catches her, throwing her up onto his shoulders.
Taj: What's he going to go for here?!
America: I don't know, but it can't be good!
Justice kicks her feet wildly, managing to wriggle free and land behind Bane. She sends the heel of her boot right into the back of his knee, bringing him down! Justice sends a hard kick to the side of his head, taking him all the way down! She takes a moment to catch her breath, but Bane sits up, beginning to get right to his feet. Justice shakes her head, looking less than amused, but terror in her eyes! Brianna suddenly rolls the hurting Aurora into the ring, then slides in herself! She leaps onto Bane's back, clawing at his eyes! He reaches up, grabbing her by the hair, and running to the ropes, trying to throw her over!
Brianna lets out a primal scream as she claws at his eyes again and his hands go to her arms. Brianna slides over him and snaps him off the top rope, causing him to stumble! Meanwhile, the referee is on his knee. Justice looks at Aurora, seeing her getting to a knee. She rushes forward and hits a shining wizard! Justice yells at the ref and hooks both of Aurora's legs, the groggy referee making the count.
Taj: WAIT! WAIT! AURORA ISN’T THE LEGAL COMPETITOR IN THE MATCH!
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND NEW 1WM Tag Team Champions….Brianna Matthews and Justice Cross….The Vixens!!!!
America: Holy hell! Brianna and Justice win the Tag Team titles in their return match to 1WM!
The Vixens roll out of the ring, retrieve their newly won title belts, and make a mad dash up the rampway.
Q can be seen walking swiftly throughout the back hallway when she comes across the cameraman. She grabs the camera and draws it in close to her.
Q: Get your ass in here. I got something to say about tonight.
Using the reflection from the camera, Q makes sure her hair is right and then gives a peppy little smile before turning into a scowl.
Q: I’ve about had it around here. Striker doesn’t think I belong here. St. John doesn’t think I belong here. Drew doesn’t think I belong here. Well, I’ll tell you what, I believe I belong here. I also believe that I should be entering this match as the 1WM World Heavyweight Champion. Striker would make you think I’m dreaming but he was this close to losing that belt last month. Ya Girl Q was doing what she does best, dropping people on their heads and winning. Name someone in all of 1WM that has a better record than me. Go ahead. Do it. Those that do have been given their opportunities every step of the way. Me, I’ve had to bust my ass for two years plus in order to finally be taken seriously as a contender to that belt. Last month I was about to rid 1WM of that shit stain, Jacob Striker, before the official got in my way. I lightly tapped said official to explain my grievances with him and what happened? 1WM management slap me with a fine and say I’m suspended for 30 days. And believe me when I say, they did just that. This wasn’t no bullshit ass suspension like others get where they just show up unannounced at the next show. Naw, I showed up to Glory and security turned me away. And yet this American Legion Hall group puts their hands on officials and not so much as a slap on the wrist.
Q places her hands on her hips and shakes her head in disappointment.
Q: I am sick and tired of the favoritism in 1WM. A girl has got to do what a girl has got to do. What does that mean? You’ll just have to stay tuned and find out. You see, I’m not here to give some long winded nonsensical speech that goes nowhere like Erick, Jenn and Jacob. I’ll get right to the point. Someone is going to pay for last month. Doesn’t matter who it is. One of you is getting dropped on your head and I might just walk up out of here merging the World Heavyweight Title with the YGQ Interregional Tri-State Unified World Title. Now get the fuck out of my way.
Broadcasting Live on Splat! Network March 15th, 2022
World Heavyweight Championship Match
Four Way Match
"Ya Girl” Q vs. "First Amongst Equal" Erick St. John vs. "The Rebel Queen" Jenn Drew vs. "Straight Shooter" Jacob Striker ©
Torres: The following LEGENDARY TWENTY-FIVE MAIN EVENT MATCH is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit for the 1WM WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
"Wonderful Life" by Bring Me the Horizon blares throughout the arena as Jacob Striker, World Title belt secured around his waist, makes his way to the ring.
Torres: Electing to come to the ring first hailing from Sleepy Hollow, New York….weighing in at a weight of two hundred and thirty-five pounds….standing at an event height of six feet even….he is a former Pride of 1WM Champion….he is the current reigning and defending 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….he is the Straight Shooter…..JACOOOOBBBBB STRIKEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
America: Well we might as well keep with the trend of champions coming to the ring first tonight.
Taj: Why does that bother you so, America?
America: Because I’m old school, Taj. The champion ALWAYS comes out last!
"Moonlight Sonata" by E.S. Posthumus plays as Erick St. John makes his way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Los Angeles, California….weighing in at a weight of two hundred and fifteen pounds….standing at a height of six feet two inches…he is First Amongst Equals…..ERICKKKKK STTTTTTTT. JOHHHHHNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Erick is still upset about the turn of events that happened at Massive Two back in December.
America: You mean when he lied and cheated to try to win the 1WM World Heavyweight Championship from Jacob? I guess I’d be mad too.
“Marionette” by Flyleaf plays as Jenn Drew makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Manchester, England….weighing in tonight at one hundred and eight pounds….standing at a height of five feet inches….representing one-half of the Seoul Queens…she is a former 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….she is the Rebel Queen…..JENNNNNNNNNN DREEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jacob watches as Jenn continues to make her way down to the ring. As soon as Jenn gets close enough to the ring, Jacob suddenly runs across the ring and leaps over the top rope, sending both himself and Jenn to the floor with a somersault plancha!
Taj: And Jacob doesn't seem like he's in the mood to wait around!
America: The Straight Shooter is trying to steal the show before Jenn can even get into the ring! And people try to say that Jenn is the bad guy...
Taj: Well, I'm sure there are plenty of reasons for someone to have that opinion...
Jacob and Jenn both lie on the floor, with the fans on their feet and cheering the early action on. ESJ stands in the ring, looking rather amused. While ESJ watches the two wrestlers pull themselves back up to their feet on the floor, “Ya Girl” Q slides into the ring behind him. The fans start to boo and ESJ turns around to see why. Q charges and nails him with a massive clothesline! ESJ tries to pull himself back up to his feet quickly, but Q hits him in the mouth with a hard right hand. ESJ staggers back to the nearest turnbuckle. Q charges in and absolutely crushes ESJ against the turnbuckle with a big splash! ESJ falls forward to the mat as the fans boo Q loudly.
Taj: I'm not even sure that the referee has officially started this match yet!
America: Does it really matter? It's not like there are disqualifications in this match! He's paying attention like it's started, so...it's started!
Q ignores the response of the crowd and begins to look around in search of her next victim. Unfortunately, the victim comes to her. Jacob pulls himself back onto the apron and then springboards into the ring, taking Q to the mat with a dropkick! Q hits hard as Jacob quickly hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…
T…Jenn pulls Jacob off of Q!
Jenn drags Jacob back up to his feet and immediately hits him in the mouth with a hard slap! She follows it up with a second slap, and then a third, before hitting Jacob with a spinning backfist! Jacob just barely stays upright. Jenn looks at him and shakes her head. She bounces off of the ropes and picks up some speed. Before she can even get close enough to Jacob to do anything, ESJ closes the distance between the two of them and lifts Jenn into the air. He drops her down onto the ropes for a stun gun! Jenn shoots back to the middle of the ring from the impact, groggily pulling herself back up to her feet. ESJ quickly grabs hold of Jenn and tries to set her up for a Russian leg sweep! Jenn fights her way out of ESJ's grasp with a few elbow shots. She then creates some space between herself and ESJ, and though ESJ seems more than willing to close the distance between them, Jacob grabs ESJ and rolls him up.
One…
Two…
TH…ESJ KICKS OUT!
Taj: When you've got wrestlers that are as quick as Erick, Jenn, and Jacob...
America: Things get a little crazy, don't they?!
Taj: That's a bit of an understatement.
ESJ pulls himself back up to his feet and tries to focus his attention on Jacob. He steps toward him and hits him in the mouth with an European uppercut! Jacob fires back with a forearm shot of his own. The two men briefly exchange blows with one another as Q pulls herself back up to her feet and charges at both men to take them down to the mat with clotheslines! Q then focuses her attention toward Jacob and drags him back up to his feet, almost immediately trying to wear him down with a series of vicious knee shots. As soon as Q has Jacob groggy, she lifts him into the air to try and set him up for a stalling suplex. Though the show of strength is impressive, it quickly comes to an end---ESJ running at Q and delivering a big spear! Jacob lands on top of Q as the referee counts.
One…
Two…
THR…JENN BREAKS UP THE COUNT!
Taj: That was close!
America: Goddamn it, Jenn!
Jenn delivers a quick kick to Jacob because she feels like before turning around just as Erick St. John begins to charge. Smirking, Jenn catches ESJ by surprise, delivering a perfectly timed inverted half-nelson lift into a knee strike! The impact doesn't send ESJ to the mat, but it does knock him groggy. Jenn has no trouble taking advantage of this, grabbing hold of ESJ and dropping him with a DDT! She then crawls over on top of him and covers.
One…
Two…
THRE…ESJ KICKS OUT!
Taj: There goes the offense that Jenn is known for!
America: And luckily for all of us, she chose the perfect target to take advantage of!
ESJ grabs hold of the ropes and tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Jenn steps toward ESJ and hits him with a hard slap to the face that echoes throughout the arena! The fans boo, but before Jenn can do anything else, Q blasts Jenn with a lariat to the back of the head! Jenn falls to the mat. Q continues to pound away on the back of Jenn's head to knock her groggy. She grabs hold of Jenn to try and drag her back up to her feet, only to have Jacob springboard off of the ropes and catch Q with a springboard DDT! Jacob positions himself over Q and delivers a standing shooting star press! The fans are on their feet for the incredible show of athleticism. Jacob covers.
One…
Two…
THR…ESJ BREAKS UP THE PIN ATTEMPT!
Jacob drags himself back up to his feet and charges at ESJ, who steps forward and kicks Jacob in the ribs. He delivers a second for good measure, before grabbing hold of Jacob and pulling the World Champ in towards him. ESJ then lifts Jacob into the air for a double underhook backbreaker! ESJ tries to cover Jacob and go for the pin attempt, but Jenn grabs hold of ESJ before he can actually cover Jacob. She tries to set him up for a full nelson legsweep but ESJ fights his way out of the move and drives his knees hard into Jenn's ribs. Jenn doubles over in pain. ESJ leaps into the air and plants Jenn on the mat with a fameasser! He then hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…
THRE…Q BREAKS UP THE PIN ATTEMPT JUST IN TIME!
Taj: That was close and once again proof that all of these athletes are fantastic wrestlers deserving of their place in the main event.
America: The only thing that would make me enjoy this match more is a guarantee that either Jenn or Q would win it!
Q begins to pound away on ESJ in an effort to keep him from making it back up to his feet. Q grabs hold of ESJ and tries to drag him back up to his feet, shoving ESJ away. ESJ stumbles a few steps. Q runs over and kicks ESJ in the mouth with a big boot! ESJ falls out onto the apron, but doesn't hit the floor. Q soaks in the negative crowd response as he tries to turn around and focus his attention on Jacob Striker, who leaps into the air and seemingly tries to deliver a hurricanrana to send Q to the mat! Unfortunately for him, Jacob is caught and slammed to the mat with a powerbomb! Q covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE----NO!
Taj: Oh wow, that was close!
Q angrily glares down at Jacob. Meanwhile, Jenn pulls herself back up to her feet. Smirking, she lines herself up with Q. Jenn gestures for Q to turn around and when the bigger woman finally does so, Jenn delivers a running dropkick—to Erick St. John! ESJ falls out to the floor and crawls over to the guard rail to try and pull himself back up to his feet. Jenn begins to laugh as she steps out to the floor to meet ESJ, immediately hitting ESJ with a few vicious strikes to try and wear him down. Back in the ring, Q looks on in confusion before grabbing hold of Jacob to try and set him up for a bench press powerslam!
Taj: This could be very bad for Jacob, especially with Jenn apparently much more interested in going after ESJ than...winning this match.
America: This couldn't go any better, Taj! Seriously!
Out on the floor, Jenn runs Erick HARD into the ring post! She then tries to throw him into the crowd, though ESJ responds by throwing Jenn hard into the guard rail instead! ESJ shakes his head and tries to recover from the ring post. Jenn pulls herself back up to her feet and taunts ESJ considerably---mentioning the name “Sandra” in a context that can't be fully hard. ESJ responds by charging at Jenn despite his grogginess and sending both wrestlers tumbling into the crowd! Both continue to brawl as they stagger up to their feet.
Taj: There is some serious hatred between those two...
Meanwhile, Q lifts Jacob into the air. Jacob is able to knee Q in the head to free himself. He lands on the mat behind Q and waits for her to turn around. When Q does, Jacob uses the opening to pick her up and deliver The Apocalypse (Emerald Flowsion)! Jacob covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND STILL 1WM World Heavyweight Champion...Jacob Striker!!!
Taj: Jacob Striker was able to catch Q by surprise and he's wisely gotten out of there as quickly as he can!
America: I'm disappointed! But depending on where that Jenn thing goes...maybe I won't be for long!
Taj: What a night we have had here at Legendary Twenty-five! I’m Taj Monroe-Hennessey and on behalf of my colleague, America Vaughn, thank you for joining us and we’ll see you all next month for Legendary Twenty-six!
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Bannon: People want to know why we sent Mickey Greer to the hospital?
Miller: Because he was an asshole.
Bannon: But what we did to him at Love Hurts wasn’t a premeditated attack.
Conway: That shit was spontaneous, and it’s a good thing we beat his ass, because it served as a warm-up for our real targets later in the night: The Renaissance.
Bannon: The Renaissance thinks that they’re going to lead the revival of 1WM, with all their talk of settling things in the ring, just like the good old days.
Miller: Yeah, like the sleazy professional wrestling business ever had good old days to begin with.
Bannon: Erick St. John and The Fallen Angels may have brainwashed people into believing their lie.
Conway: They may have people thinking that The Renaissance is going to save 1WM.
Miller: But deep down in the recesses of their primitive brains, what the fans really want is what American Carnage has to offer.
Bannon: And what do we offer? Chaos.
Conway: Panic.
Miller: Disorder.
Bannon: Destruction.
Miller: Don’t believe us? Look at what you’re watching. A wrestling program. A TV show where people hurt each other on purpose, all for your entertainment.
Conway: And the violence has only evolved as time has passed. This sport went from catch-as-catch-can to deathmatches, all because you people got bored and demanded more blood and weapons.
Bannon: Think about why you watch the news. It’s not to stay informed.
Scenes from major news stories are interspersed between the next few comments.
Miller: Hell, if you really wanted to be informed, you wouldn’t be watching the news anyway.
Bannon: No, you watch the news because you want to hear about heinous crimes. You want to hear about natural disasters. You want to see a good car crash.
Conway: Well, we are the heinous crimes. We are the natural disasters. We are the car crash. We’re going to pile up the bodies. We’re going to destroy property. We’re going to obliterate everything in our path.
Miller: And all of you are going to love it because you’re a bunch of sick people who enjoy other people’s suffering.
Bannon: Trust us. We know. We’re the products of people who enjoyed the suffering of others.
Images of orphaned children are interspersed.
Miller: People who neglected us.
Conway: Abused us.
Miller: And now, we just want to pay all of that forward.
Now, we just see the image of the three American Carnage members standing side-by-side with a black background behind them.
Bannon: So Renaissance, at Love Hurts, you were the first beneficiaries of our generosity.
Conway: And we’re going to continue to give tonight as we step into the ring in a four-way match for the 1WM Tag Team Championship.
Bannon: And whether we win those titles or not, one thing is for certain. People are going to be talking about what American Carnage did in the course of that match, not what The Vixens did, not what The Shinigami Foundation, and certainly not what The Fallen Angels did.
We get a shot of each tag team as they’re mentioned by Bannon.
Miller: As for you, Erick St. John, if you do happen to walk out of here tonight with the 1WM World Heavyweight Championship, you better cherish every second you hold it, because the longer we’re here, the quicker yours and the rest of The Renaissance’s time is going to run out.
Conway: The people will see through your myth.
Bannon: The facade you’re trying to build will come crumbling down.
Miller: And all that will be left when the smoke and rubble are cleared away will be…
The camera zooms in on Bannon’s face.
Bannon: American Carnage.
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Live from TD Gardens in Boston, Mass.
In Association With
Iconic Sports Media
Presents
Live from TD Gardens in Boston, Mass.
The arena comes to life and the Boston crowd is loud enough to just about drown out the sound of Legendary's theme music, only proceeding to almost drown out the pyrotechnics too! The camera pans to show the commentary table where Taj Hennessey-Monroe and America Vaughn are seated.
Taj: WELCOME EVERYONE TO LEGENDARY TWENTY-FIVE!
America: I have to say---
Suddenly “Wonderful Life” begins to play as the current world’s champion, Jacob Striker, already dressed to wrestle comes down to the ring to a good strong mixture of cheers and jeers.
America: So Jacob is just going to come out here and interrupt me?! I knew there was a reason why I don't like this guy!
The “Straight Shooter” makes his way there solo as he quickly slides into the ring and takes the offered mic from the ring announcer as he goes, draping the world title over his right shoulder as he music fades out.
Jacob Striker: With everything that has happened since I won this title back at Massive, I never got a chance to come out here and explain why I went after the title and I know that some of you will be quick to point out that while I was the Pride champion just prior to the match where I lost it, that if I lost that title to anything short of a real legit loss then I might just have to go after Jenni and her title.
I won’t lie as I said what I said and I meant what I meant. But then again that’s only half of the reason why I did that. The other half of the reason is because I believed in this company and I felt that I could do more by busting my ass and being it’s world heavyweight champion. Not only did I *feel* that I could be that standard bearer, that I could carry the weight of this company but also help to represent it on the international stage because I wanted to showcase that this is where you could be apart of the next generation of talent that this company was built upon and prided itself to showcase and boy *fucking* George, that’s when it started becoming less about revenge to me and more about how I wanted to do more for this fucking company and all of the people on its roster…
The fans in the TD Garden send up a massive cheer of respect for Jake as he takes the title off of his shoulder and then drapes it over the middle part of the top rope as he waits to continue.
Jacob Striker: But right when I win the title and look forward to the challenges of carrying that effort and to see if *I* could be honestly *worthy* of that status here in One Wrestle Movement, along comes a self righteous bastard who would much rather prefer that this company stick with the old tried and true methods of the past, even to the point where he calls his little band of misfits the “Renaissance”.
And just like that, in one single instance Erick Saint John slaps down what he decrees is his truth and thus the truth of “everybody”. He speaks of taking this company higher, of making bold strides to improve things around here despite the crap jobs that some of us have been doing because not one of us is apparently named “Erick Saint John” and thus we’re all piles of talentless shit unworthy of trying to do anything to help this company… In one word, he summed up his true agenda…that he wants the world title so that One Wrestle Movement can be called the “Erick Saint John Federation” and nothing more.
Now you can call me whatever the fuck you want and a lot of you have done that over these past few months that’s to be damned sure, but the one thing you cannot call me is a mother fucking liar because each and everytime that I’ve come out here, I have promised one thing and one thing only and that’s to be the best damned bastard out here in this ring, in the fucking back with the rest of the talent, or anywhere in this world because I am one of the hardest working fucking *bastards* anywhere and you all know this and despite the fact that you boo me, curse my very existence, and all kinds of other bullshit…not one of you can take away from me and that’s the god’s honest fucking truth!!
Jake then walks over and looks at America and Taj, giving them a serious look for a long moment before he speaks again.
Jacob: Some people judge me for my actions, don’t they? They only see one side of things and question which side I am on, what my end goals are, or for me to pick a side….correct? My goals are simple and that is to tear the fucking house down here tonight against two of the toughest bastards here in this company that is gunning for your world champion in the form of Jenni Drew and Erick Saint John. To burn them down and continue as YOUR One Wrestle Movement World’s Heavyweight champion!![/color]
America: I guess he told you, girl!
Taj: What?!
Jake then turns away and gives the camera a wolfish grin as he waits for the cheers to die back down before raising the mic back up.
Jacob Striker: Now I know that some of you want to point out to me that Q is also in this match and that maybe I should take her as seriously as I am Jenni and Erick, but you see the problem is that my dismissal of Q isn’t from her lack of talent which I can freely admit that she has the talent to be a good lower midcard talent…but she lacks the dedication and seriousness to be anything more than that.
If you were to look at all of her little comments all throughout each time that she faces someone, she mocks herself more than she belittles her opponents, and whenever she faces a champion, she constantly says that she’s going to unify that title with her precious TGQ title which you all and I both know is nothing more than a fake title made out of an old Papa John’s box that Stanton to a fucking shit in which is why her so called “precious” title is more than just fake, it’s a piece of trash when compared to *THIS*!
Jake walks over and hoists up the 1WM World title high into the air for a few seconds before he drapes it back across his right shoulder
Jacob Striker: And *THAT* is the reason why I don’t take Q seriously and *THAT* is why when she steps into that ring here tonight in front of you, my Faithful, is why she will be granted her own personal Apocalypse, courtesy of the only real world champion here in One Wrestle Movement in the form of the RRREEEAAAALLLL ROCK AND ROLLA, The “Natural” Jacob Striker. The fucking workhorse of this company, and YOUR World Champion. So I welcome the fury of Jenni Drew and the ego driven rage of Erick Saint John to step into my ring here tonight and try to take this title from me because you all are going to have to break my goddamned spine in order for me to submit to a pinfall or submission because I did not work my ass off to just lay down in my title defense here in this company as its world champion.
America: I really hope Q can pull off the win tonight and send this guy back to the tag team division in Pro Nova!
Jacob Striker: So come one, come all to the greatest show on Earth…because the Ragnarok is here and he is *your* World Heavyweight *CHAMPION*!!
“Wonderful Life” keys up once more as the crowds explode as Jake mounts one of the turnbuckles as he hoists the world title high into the air.[/color]
Taj: Jacob is fired up and he’ll need to be as tonight he faces his toughest competition as the 1WM World Heavyweight Champion later tonight in the main event!
Reap The Whirlwind
Our view is shrouded in black once again. A couple of seconds happen to pass before the scene truly comes to life. A humongous rectangular vanity mirror hangs on the wall. That director’s chair from the last video makes its triumphant return. Nina Stokes is seated in that chair. However, her face is obscured once more as she has her back turned towards the camera. Her voluminous hair hides whatever reflection the mirror would normally give off.
Nina Stokes: News of me signing to One Wrestle Movement sent shockwaves throughout the community. Those who knew me were already aware of what would happen in my debut match. Those who didn’t? I’m sure they were surprised.
She slowly shakes her head.
Nina Stokes: But in all honesty? The outcome of that match was inevitable.
She pauses for a second.
Nina Stokes: So was this moment.
Another short pause.
Nina Stokes: That fact that I’ve been placed into this Glory Championship opportunity match might make some people raise an eyebrow. Although I didn’t expect a chance like this to pop up so soon, it doesn’t really surprise me in the least.
Glory Championship Opportunity Championship Match
Nina Stokes vs. Panos vs. Blake Belladonna vs./color] Syndi Haze vs. “Mean Machine” Jay Aguero vs. “First Class Mean Girl” Veronica Taylor vs. Faye Lange
Nina Stokes vs. Panos vs. Blake Belladonna vs./color] Syndi Haze vs. “Mean Machine” Jay Aguero vs. “First Class Mean Girl” Veronica Taylor vs. Faye Lange
The five women look around at the two big guys with Nina, Blake and Syndi going after Panos as Veronica and Faye go after Jay. Everyone is giving their all in the fight from the get go with Panos trying to overpower the three women attacking him. Syndi jumps onto Panos’ back after hitting him with a backhand, trying to use her weight to drag him backwards as Nina and Blake try to take out the big man’s legs. Nina switches her offense, starting to hit him with a series of boxing forearm strikes. Syndi bites down on Panos’ shoulder as she uses her legs to try and trap his arms, allowing Nina to jump up and headbutt him, followed by a springboard splash from Blake. This onslaught by the ladies finally manages to knock Panos off his center and into the ropes, but Syndi loses her grip on his neck because of the series of moves’ momentum and falls to the arena floor.
Torres: Syndi Haze has been eliminated!
Taj: Oh no!
America: Not like we didn’t think she wasn’t going to be first one outta there?!
Syndi looks up a bit shocked as she clutches at her shoulder. Nina and Blake continue their offense against Panos. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring, Veronica and Faye have managed to get Jay down to one knee, but he’s starting to fight back, shoving Faye away before getting up to his feet and hitting Veronica with a snap suplex. He turns around directly into a flying arm drag from Faye as it looks like Blake and Nina are about to lift Panos over the rope and eliminate him. He lands on the apron and gets up, hitting Blake with a slap to the face that will surely leave a mark. Nina senses that a chance is here and hits a bicycle knee as Panos tries to get back into the thick of things, thus blocking him from getting back into the ring. She then hits him with a flurry of palm strikes before taking a few steps back, giving herself enough room to hit a high roundhouse. And while it does connect with Panos’ shoulder, he catches her with the other arm and drags her over the top rope. It was then that he hit her with a clubbing forearm smash before pushing her off the apron.
Torres: Nina Stokes has been eliminated!
Taj: Now this is unexpected!
America: Tell me about it! But these battle royales are so chaotic everything is almost unexpected. Nina shouldn’t let the elimination get to her as she’s good enough that it’ll only be a matter of time before she’s contending for a title in 1WM.
Blake is on top of things, not allowing Panos to get back into the ring. She tries to hit a few big moves but he bobs and weaves to avoid them. In the meantime Jay has ditched Faye and Veronica who are now fighting each other like a couple of stray cats in the street, pulling each others’ hair and slamming the back of their opponent’s head into the mat. Jay forcibly yanks Blake away from Panos, allowing the big Greek back into the ring. He’s quick to fire off a series of knife-edge chops at Jay, lighting his chest up like a Christmas tree.
Crowd: WOOOO! WOOOO! WOOOOO! WOOOO!
The fans seem to be loving it as Blake heads over to deal with the two hellcats. The guys continue battling like a couple of titans, trading thunderous blows back and forth until Jay sees the opportunity to hit The Perfect Shot (discus clothesline), sending Panos back first over the top rope. Except this time he loses his footing and slips off the edge of the apron, unable to grab a rope to hold on.
Torres: Panos has been eliminated!
Taj: The herd is getting thinner, America.
America: Yes it is and my pick is still in there!
Blake manages to separate Faye and Veronica, taking charge of Faye as Jay reenters the fold by nearly taking Veronica’s head off with another The Perfect Shot. He remains focused on Veronica as Blake and Faye get up to their feet after Faye hit an armdrag on Blake, turning it into an armbar that she couldn’t quite get locked in. Faye hits Blake with a palm strike but said strike is then answered with a heart punch into a spike DDT from Blake. Blake quickly then hits Jay with a sling blade before looking down at three fallen opponents. She quickly seizes Faye once again, pulling her up to her feet and backing her up into the corner with a series of various strikes before she starts lifting the Danish dynamo slowly. Blake has Faye in a seated position on the top rope when Faye tries fighting back with a boot to Blake’s shoulder. But Blake was going to be having none of that and hits her with a roundhouse kick that forcibly makes Faye lose her balance and fall to the apron, allowing Blake to then hit a baseball slide that sends her off the apron and to the floor.
Torres: Faye Lange has been eliminated!
Taj: The underdog, Faye, has finally been eliminated.
America: Did you really think she was going to really last until the end, Taj?
Blake, Veronica and Jay stand equidistant away from each other, glaring at each other with rage and determination in their eyes. Blake and Veronica charge Jay and he swats them away, turning his attention on Veronica and hitting her with The Breakout (over the shoulder running powerbomb)! Blake is lying in wait, hitting a backstabber on Jay the moment he gets up to his feet. She then scrambles up to a vertical position before dropping a leg right across his throat. Blake then rushes over to Veronica, pulling her up to her feet only to be hit with an eye rake before whipping her hard off into the nearby corner. Veronica stumbles over to Blake and presses her foot to her throat for a corner foot choke. Veronica lifts Blake up onto the turnbuckles one by one as Blake fights back before climbing up to meet her. They brawl back and forth a bit, ignorant to the fact that Jay has gotten back up on his feet. He charges forward and shoves both off the top, but Veronica is able to grab the top rope and hang on while Blake crashes to the floor below!
Torres: Blake Belladonna has been eliminated!
America: And down goes Frazier…er…Blake!
Taj: And we are finally down to the final two!
Veronica quickly gets back into the ring and launches herself at Jay, jumping onto his back and locking in a sleeper hold in an attempt to wear him down a little bit more. But he backs her into the corner and rambs her spine first into the turnbuckle a couple of times before she releases the hold. He turns to charge her, arm stretched out for a clothesline. Veronica ducks underneath it and charges forward, hitting him with a running knee lift the moment he turns around. He drops to one knee, allowing her to rake his eyes much like she did to Blake before hitting a spinning heel kick that lands directly to his temple. She goes for a cover before she quickly realizes it’s a battle royal. Veronica tries pulling Jay up to her feet and it seems to be taking a lot of her strength to do so. When she gets him back up, Jay grabs a handful of her hair before lifting her up for a backbreaker. Veronica seemingly goes limp on the mat before Jay is able to (albeit sluggish at that) pick her up and dump her over the top rope!
Torres: Veronica Taylor has been eliminated! Therefore your winner and winning a Glory Championship opportunity… Jay Aguero!!!!!
Taj: Jay has punched his ticket to a Glory Championship match!
America: That’s going suck for whoever walks out tonight as the Glory Champ later tonight!
The Revolution Will Be Televised
A vignette plays on the arena screen after the commercial break, beginning in utter darkness. A pair of lights flicker on, aimed across each other and illuminating someone between. This person, whoever she is, has her back to the shot.
Woman: Ladies and gentleman, fans of One Wrestle Movement…allow me to introduce myself.
She turns toward the camera, face deadpan. Before she speaks any further, though, “Circle With Me” by Spiritbox plays. This same young woman walks out onto the stage, standing there and watching the crowd as they react. A few in attendance are aware who she is, but it seems many are not. Retrieving a microphone from her jacket pocket, she waits as her music dies down.
Woman: 1WM, my name is Alessia Reeves, but you’ll call me Alex.
Now more of the crowd react, they know she is the younger sister of a multiple time champion, a well known name in the industry.
Alex Reeves: I am here to announce my arrival, to stand here for all to see. I’m not going to make grandiose boasts. I’m not going to make pointless threats. I won’t be running through my experience.
She shakes her head.
Alex Reeves: Instead I will make a simple promise. I have signed here, with 1WM, for a singular reason. I am here to start…no, to restart my journey in this industry. I am here to push myself as high as I can go here in 1WM. I am here to sharpen my skills, to test myself against the talented men and women who are signed to this company.
Much like her older sister is known to do, she closes in on the camera and addresses the fans at home directly.
Alex Reeves: I will stand in the shadow no longer.
With a small smirk, Alex retreats toward the backstage.
Taj: Alex with no challenge issued yet, but hopefully she’ll be in action soon.
America: This is 1WM, Taj. You know as well as I know that Alex will be in action soon enough…probably before the night is over.
Pride of 1WM Championship Opportunity Championship Match
“The Liberator” Solomon Graham vs. Nicole Evans-Smoak vs. Kelli Saint vs. Lochlan “Phoenix” Rivers vs. Rieca Alejandro vs. Mackenzie Roberts
“The Liberator” Solomon Graham vs. Nicole Evans-Smoak vs. Kelli Saint vs. Lochlan “Phoenix” Rivers vs. Rieca Alejandro vs. Mackenzie Roberts
All six competitors start off the match by pairing off into three groups: Nicole and Rieca, Solomon and Kelli, Lochlan and Mackenzie. All three pairs seem to be going balls to the wall at the very beginning and it isn’t long until we see the first attempt at an elimination with Rieca lifting Nicole up and trying to get her over the top rope. Nicole manages to wrap her legs around Rieca’s head and as she goes over the rope, pulls Rieca with her. Both women land on the apron and are quick to get back up to their feet. Rieca is first up by mere moments and goes to hit Nicole with a dropkick, but Nicole ducks down quickly and Rieca lands with a thud on the apron again. Nicole then shockingly fires off a roundhouse kick as Rieca gets up and Rieca tries to grab the rope to stay up but can't get to it in time and instead lands on the arena floor. Nicole looks on in shock as Rieca looks up at her with anger radiating from her eyes. Rieca starts tugging on Nicole’s leg to try and eliminate her.
Torres: Rieca Alejandro has been eliminated!
Taj: Nicole has managed to get the first elimination in this battle royale!
America: HOLY CRAP!
In the meantime, it looks like Solomon has moved over to Lochlan and Mackenzie, leaving Kelli Saint in a heap in the corner. He grabs Lochlan by the wrist and sends him flying with a judo throw before turning his attention to Mackenzie. He grabs her by the wrist and whips her off towards the other side of the ring… which just so happens to be Nicole still on the apron. After booting Rieca away, Nicole turns to get back into the ring, only to be knocked off the apron and to the arena floor by Mackenzie who grabs the top rope to stop herself from rebounding back towards Solomon.
Torres: Nicole Evans-Smoak has been eliminated!
America: And all is right in the wrestling world!
Taj: You have no ounce of compassion whatsoever do you, America?
America: Of course I do, Taj, but can you imagine if Nicole won this thing?!
Nicole and Rieca head to the back as the four competitors remaining pair off once again. Lochlan and Solomon are going at it with a fury of blows back and forth. Solomon is able to overpower him with a stiff knee strike to Lochlan’s midsection. And it doesn’t appear like he’s going to be slowing down as he hits Lochlan with a spinning backfirst. On the other side of the ring, it looks like Kelli has the upperhand on Mackenzie, hitting her with a double knee backbreaker, knocking the wind out of Mackenzie. Kelli slowly starts to bring Mackenzie up to her feet and positions her to put her over the top rope. But Mackenzie isn’t showing any signs of giving up and locks her legs around Kelli’s head. Eventually Kelli releases and Mackenzie drops to her feet. Kelli goes for a double knee backbreaker again, but Mackenzie holds onto the ropes and thus Kelli crashes backward. Mackenzie seizes the chance to hit Kelli with a modified vertical suplex, dropping her over onto the apron instead of the mat like normal. The two trade blows back and forth until Mackenzie takes a step back and nails a picturesque dropkick on Kelli that causes her to fall to the arena floor.
Torres: Kelli Saint has been eliminated!
Taj: Well there goes your pick, America!
America: That’s some bullcrap!
As Mackenzie takes a bit of a breather, Lochlan turns the tide on Solomon by countering an arm drag attempt and instead hitting Solomon with a discus forearm that seemingly knocks Solomon loopy. This allows Lochlan to capitalize further by hitting Solomon with a German suplex before Mackenzie comes in and tries to lock in a Boston crab on him. But he fights his way out of the predicament and the two hit Solomon with a double DDT. They then pull him up and start trying to dump him over the top rope. Solomon lands on the apron before getting up and trying to fight back, managing to hit Mackenzie with an eye poke before being hit with From The Ashes (yakuza kick) by Lochlan and falling to the arena floor.
Torres: Solomon Graham has been eliminated!
Taj: And we are down to the final two! Who will win and go on to receive a shot at the Pride of 1WM Championship?!
America: Does it really matter at this point?
Mackenzie and Lochlan waste no time in going at each other. Mackenzie tries to whip Lochlan off towards the ropes, but he keeps a hold of her and instead turns it around into a ripcord lariat that he calls Raging Phoenix! Lochlan pulls Mackenzie up and starts trying to get her over the top rope, but she starts fighting back until he’s forced to let her go. This allows Mackenzie to hit him with a few chops, backing him up until she can hit him with There Goes Your Knee (dragon screw leg sweep). She pulls him up and they trade blows back and forth until Mackenzie has him backed up against the rope. She then takes a few steps back and charges forward, hitting him with a clothesline that sends him backfirst over the rope. He lands feet first on the apron, slipping just a bit but able to catch himself before falling to the floor. Mackenzie wastes no time and fires off a dropkick that sends him to the floor!
Torres: Lochlan Rivers has been eliminated! Therefore the winner and receiving a Pride of 1WM Championship Opportunity….Mackenzie Roberts!!
Taj: Congratulations to Mackenzie! She keeps her winning streak intact and on top of that she’s going to get her first chance at 1WM championship gold!
America: I’m not excited. NEXT!
We cut to the backstage area where we find the impeccably dressed Thomas Bane of the Shinigami Foundation enjoying a few moments of peace before his world tag team title match later in the evening.
Thomas Bane: I know that I honestly don’t say much and that’s fair, I also know that while the other teams here in One Wrestle Movement simply think that Alex and I are nothing more than a foreword in the bigger chapters of their respective careers…they always find it easier to rush in than see the bigger picture. Recently at Pro Wrestling Nova’s last pay per view entitled “Day of Reckoning”, I was approached by the last man on Earth that I ever expected to see and he told me that sooner or later, the weight of the world would be taken off of my shoulders and for me to balance the books in another realm, somewhere where my talents would be needed most.
Bane allows himself to smile for a moment.
Thomas Bane: But here tonight, none of the Foundation’s opponents know it yet because they, like you at home and at ringside, you all cannot see the signs…those portents of what is to come and that is you are looking at your future One Wrestle Movement World Tag Team champions. Alex and I have worked too hard to be ignored and not to become the champions tonight…but if we don’t win, then what happens next is on the heads of the Erick Saint John’s little friends because you know that old adage about dealing with the lesser of two evils? The question then becomes how do you define what is “lesser” of evil? I mean when you look at the name of the political party that Vladmir Lennin was apart of prior to him taking control of Russia during World War One when translated into English means “The Minority”...
So everyone here in One Wrestle Movement should be asking themselves, what could be waiting in the shadows that could be more chaotic than the Shinigami Foundation? What kind of vile and violent creatures could be coughed up from the darkest pit in all of professional wrestling?
Bane’s smile becomes more sinister as he spreads his hands out in front of him.
Thomas Bane: Come, faithful of One Wrestle Movement, come and find out with your future World Tag Team champions because tonight…the table has been set, the feast has been prepared, and the guests…they have all arrived. Let the reign of the Shinigami Foundation begin…or let the entire world eat itself….
The smile then disappears from Bane’s face as he points at the camera.
Thomas Bane: It is up for you to decide because the Norns, the weavers of Fate, are sitting this one out….
The screen then fades to black.
SCREAM! SHOUT!
The words flash across the tron in bright red letters as “Fallen Angels” blares through the sound system of the TD Garden. Blue and red lights flood the ramp as the 1 Wrestle Movement Tag Team Champions, The Fallen Angels emerge through the curtain, their championship belts draped over their respective shoulders. They gradually make their way down to the ring, with husband and wife each taking one side of the ramp to trade fist bumps and high fives with the fans. They eventually make their way to the ring steps, with Damon gesturing for Aurora to go ahead of him. Once they’re both on the ring apron, Damon holds the ropes open for his wife, then follows her into the ring as Aurora signals for a couple of microphones. The music fades, and they pause to soak in the cheers from the crowd. Nodding her head, she hands one of the microphones to her husband before raising her own to speak.
Aurora Graves: Ya know, we’ve been seeing a few fresh faces in the Tag Team Division here in 1WM, and I for one am glad! Wouldn’t you agree, babe?
Damon smirks as he looks out toward the crowd.
Damon Graves: Fresh faces are fine and dandy, but a small trickle of new blood in this division isn’t enough!
Aurora Graves: Who knows? Now that we’ve got the Tag Team titles, perhaps more people will step up to challenge us. Speaking of which…
She pauses, tapping her finger on her chin.
Aurora Graves: Tonight, we get to step into this very ring with not one, not two… but THREE teams that will be trying their damnedest to pry these belts from our hands.
They lift their championship belts over their heads, holding them up for the fans in attendance to see. After a moment, they drape them back over their shoulders.
Damon Graves: First, we have the Shinigami Foundation… the last time these yutzes stepped up to us, we lost our composure… and they lost a couple pints of blood. Make no mistake, we will come after you with the same ferocity… we’re just going to have cooler heads while doing so.
Aurora Graves: And if a little more blood ends up being spilled…
She shrugs her shoulders and gives a little smirk as if to say “Oh well.”
Aurora Graves: Next up is the Vixens. Now THIS is what I’m talking about! A pair of veterans in this business, who no doubt are just as eager to come after our titles as we are to hold onto them. I’ve got nothing bad to say about these girls… I really don’t. But it’s gonna take a hell of a lot for ANYONE to take these belts from us! At least we know these ladies will give us a damn good fight.
Damon Graves: And there ain’t a damn thing we like better.
He pauses for a second, the smile melting from his face, leaving nothing but a veneer of disdain.
Damon Graves: But that brings us to the last, and sure as fuck, the least… American Carnage. Boys, I said it before and I’ll say it again… you haven’t proved shit. Not to us, not to 1WM, and certainly not to the fans…
Damon makes a sweeping motion with his arm, acknowledging the fans in attendance surrounding the ring.
Damon Graves: Attacking the Renaissance from behind… after we defeated Shinigami Foundation AND the reigning 1WM “champion” Jacob Striker… that just reeks of cowardice, boys.
Aurora sneers as she shakes her head.
Aurora Graves: Then again, they just reek in general. But I look at it this way… now we’ll get to see what they can do when they don’t have the advantage of jumping us from behind.
Damon gets extremely close to the lens of the nearest camera, his face filling the screen.
Damon Graves: That’s right, boys… You have to look us in the eyes, and what you’ll find there isn’t fear… it’s piss and vinegar; it’s aggression on a scale that you can’t fathom. You’ll learn the hard way just how true the phrase “fuck around and find out” really is…
Damon backs off and nods to Aurora, who responds with one of her own. They both turn towards the entrance ramp, casually tossing the mics over their shoulders as their music kicks in and they exit the ring. The timekeeper deftly manages to catch them as the champs make their way to the back.
Taj: The Tag Team Champions are fired up and ready for their Four Way Tag Team Championship Match!
Glory Championship Match
Three Way Match
Tim Brody vs. “Pain Maker” Cain Dominguez vs. “Bakersfield Butcher” Jack Riggs ©
Torres: The following is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP!
”Born For One Thing” by Gojira plays as Jack Riggs, carrying the Glory Championship over his shoulder, makes his way down to the ring.
Torres: Introducing first, from Bakersfield, California....weighing in at two hundred and thirty-nine pounds….standing at a height of five feet eleven inches….representing Kali Kartel….he is the current reigning and defending Glory Champion….he is the Bakersfield Butcher...JACCCCCKKKKKK RIGGGGGGGGGSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
America: Uh….why in the hell is Jack coming out here first?! He’s the champ?
Taj: That is a bit odd but it is the champion’s prerogative to decide when he/she is introduced.
“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 walks out on stage and at the top of the ramp he drops down to one knee looking like he is 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 on 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 his crazy look again as he grabs the top rope looking at the crowd as the lights return to normal.
Torres: And his opponent from Brooklyn, New York….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds….standing at a height of six feet six inches….he is a former 1WM Tag Team Champion….a former Glory Champion….he is the Pain Maker….CAINNNNNNNNN DOMINGUEEEEEEEZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Cain is one of the most decorated wrestlers in 1WM! He’s one of the few that have been here since Year One.
America: And it definitely helps that he’s hooked up with Joshua Samson, Esquire to help guide his career!
”Ice Station Zebra” by Jack White plays as Tim Brody makes his way to the ring.
Torres: And finally, hailing from Hamwater, Massachusetts….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-six pounds….standing at a height of six feet seven inches….he is TIMMMMM BRODDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: This man loves to have fun!
America: But can you really have fun when you're in the ring with people like this?
Taj: You'd hope for his sake.
All three wrestlers stand in the ring, soaking in the mixed crowd response as they wait for the referee to call for the bell and make the match official to begin.
DING DING DING!!!
All three wrestlers look around the ring and wait for an opening to appear. When that doesn't happen, Cain Dominguez finally steps forward and decides to get things started. He hits Jack Riggs in the mouth with a hard right hand, and then a second, and then a third! The fans remain on their feet, cheering the beginning of the violence. Cain grabs hold of Jack and shoots him across the ring. He steps toward the middle of the ring and waits for Jack to come back on the rebound. Unfortunately for him, Jack is ready---leaping into the air and nailing Cain with a forearm smash! Cain crashes to the mat and rolls out of the way to pull himself back up to his feet. Riggs tries to turn around to follow him, only to have Tim step forward and nail Riggs in the chest with a hard chop.
Crowd: WOOO!
Tim follows it up with a second and then a third.
Crowd: WOOO! WOOO!
Tim then pulls Riggs in and drives his knee into his gut. He hoists Riggs into the air and delivers a snap suplex!
Taj: All three of these men are off to a quick start in this one!
America: And it's a good thing they are, Taj! Who wants to watch a match where three men are standing around doing nothing? I know I don't!
Riggs rolls over to the ropes to try and make it back up to his feet. Tim turns around and calls for the fans to get louder---hoping to get their support as he continues on with the match. They respond by cheering quite a bit, which brings a smile to his face. Unfortunately for him, the smile doesn't stay there long. Tim turns around and is immediately nailed in the mouth with a hard elbow shot! Cain follows it up with a second and then a third---the impact of each blow sending Tim stumbling back. Tim tries to fight back by charging forward and attempting a clothesline! Cain ducks underneath the clothesline and positions himself behind Tim, grabbing hold of him, and hoisting him into the air for a German suplex that he bridges into a pin attempt.
One…
Two…Jack Riggs dives over and breaks up the pin attempt!
Cain pulls himself back up to his feet as the Champ runs at Cain and nails him in the mouth with a forearm smash. The impact of the blow sends him stumbling back. Riggs picks up some speed and bounces off of the ropes, hoping to do something to Cain on the rebound. Cain grabs hold of him on the rebound and lifts Riggs into the air, catching him by surprise with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Cain then drops down on top of him and hooks the leg for the cover.
One…
Two…
TH…Riggs kicks out!
Taj: Cain is on one hell of a roll right now! Perhaps he heard what the Glory Champ had to tweet about him last week and he's motivated to prove him right!
America: Or...perhaps he's simply doing what he always does? It's not like Cain Dominguez doesn't usually try.
Cain grabs hold of Riggs and tries to bring him back up to his feet, hoping to keep his momentum going. He brings Riggs up to his feet and nails him in the back with a few clubbing blows to try and wear him down. Riggs manages to shove Cain away. Cain tries to regain his footing quickly, but unfortunately for him, Tim Brody is back on his feet. He grabs hold of Cain from behind and lifts him into the air for a back suplex! Tim pops back up to his feet as Jack tries to rush at him to perhaps shift the momentum in the match back into his favor, only to have Tim leap into the air and catch him by surprise with a perfectly timed dropkick! Tim drops down on top of Riggs and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…Cain comes over and breaks up the count!
Cain uses his knees to try and wear Tim down a bit further. He then drags him back up to his feet and gets him into position for a backbreaker! Tim manages to spin out of Cain's grasp just before he can be sent to the mat. Cain tries to take it in stride, bouncing off of the ropes, and charging at Tim. Unfortunately for him, Tim sees it coming. He steps forward and grabs hold of Cain, lifting him into the air and delivering a flapjack! Cain's face bounces off of the mat as Tim rolls him over and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…Jack Riggs breaks up the pin attempt with a double stomp!
Taj: The action in this match is definitely picking up! This has been a lot of fun to watch and I have no idea who's going to win!
America: Well, while I've had fun watching these guys pretend that they're important wrestlers...I'd be lying if I said that I didn't want to see them decide which of them is going to be the winner sooner rather than later...
Taj: That's not a surprise.
Tim tries to drag himself back up to his feet, still feeling the effects of Riggs's double stomp. Riggs notices and smirks slightly. The Champ bounces off of the ropes and catches Tim by surprise, sending him to the mat face-first with a bulldog! Tim tries to drag himself back up to his feet, but Jack lines himself up with Tim and simply waits for the perfect moment to strike. Once Tim is standing, Riggs catches Tim with Pork Chop Express (bicycle kick)! Jack drops down and covers Tim.
One…
Two…
THR…Cain can just barely break things up in time!
Taj: That was close!
Cain grabs Riggs and drags him back up to his feet. He uses a series of hard elbow shots to try and wear him down even further before shoving Riggs back against the ropes! Riggs bounces off and ends up right in Cain's arms! Cain lifts Riggs into the air, delivering a belly to belly suplex that sends Riggs to the mat! Cain smirks and tries to turn around so that he can continue his attack on Riggs. Suddenly, Tim grabs him from behind and pulls Cain into a roll-up.
One…
Two…
THRE…KICK OUT!!
Cain slowly pulls himself back up to his feet. Tim grabs him and begins to hit Cain in the back of the head with a few clubbing blows in an effort to wear him down. Tim then tries to lift Cain onto his shoulders in hopes of setting him up for an electric chair drop. Before he can fully get Cain into position for it, Cain manages to free himself from Tim's grasp. He lands on the mat behind him and waits for Tim to turn and face him. When Tim does so, Cain steps forward and nails him in the jaw with a Fade to Black (Claymore Kick)!
Tim staggers back from the impact and then hits the ropes. He falls through them and stumbles out to the floor. Cain glares at him in disappointment before turning around and getting hit with a Pork Chop Express! Cain bounces off of the ropes and barely remains on his feet, staggering around, and leaving himself open for a second Pork Chop Express! Riggs then drops down on top of Cain and covers him.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND STILL Glory Champion...Jack Riggs!!!
Taj: Cain Dominguez was this close to winning it, but...
America: Jack Riggs wins it! And now we can get closer to the real fun stuff tonight!
Tim Brody briefly looks disappointed outside of the ring, but then goes to celebrate with the fans in an effort to keep his spirits high. Back in the ring, Cain Dominguez disappointedly brings himself to his feet. Jack Riggs steps toward him and extends a hand for Cain to shake. The fans cheer after the effort that both men gave.
Taj: An unusual show of sportsmanship from Jack.
America: It definitely is….I think I’m going to be sick!
Cain hesitates but eventually accepts the handshake. Unfortunately for Cain, Riggs decides to attack---delivering another Pork Chop Express! The impact of the blow sends Cain bouncing off of the ropes. Riggs kicks him in the ribs and then plants Cain on the mat with a Big Trouble (Burning Hammer)! Cain is out cold as Jack calmly steps out of the ring and heads toward the back.
The scene cuts backstage to newly signed star McKena Hardy, talking to some backstage staff. When she finishes her conversation, she notices the camera and turns her attention towards it.
McKena Hardy: Oh! Hey there! What’s up, 1 Wrestle Movement!? I was wondering when I’d get to say something! I was hoping I’d speak before Alex Reeves but no, she had to steal my thunder!
McKena lets out a light laugh.
McKena Hardy: In all seriousness, I do like that I’m starting here the same time as Alex. Our paths? They’re not so different. She’s stepping out of her sister’s shadow and starting her own legacy. As for my path? I’m not only trying to live up to my dad’s legacy, but I’m trying to blow it out of the water.
She nods.
McKena Hardy: So I get it, I’m used to having a family that have done it all in this sport. But I don’t see that as daunting. No, I see it as a challenge. I won’t lie, I didn’t see it that way before. No, I was in denial. I didn’t want to believe that this was my calling. But now I do. No, not just that, but this wrestling thing is my birthright. I was born for this and I can’t wait to show the world how far I’ve come.
She pauses for a moment before pointing toward the camera.
McKena Hardy: This is where you come in, once again, Alex. You and I talked about maybe even teaming up now that we’re both signed here. But I can’t lie, with our journeys feeling so similar, I want to fight you. And not just some regular fight, I want you on a large show. A supershow! I want that. I want to see how far you’ve come and I want to see it up close and personal. I think that, more so than anything else, will put you and I to a true test. Because I know how bad you want to succeed, because I want it too. So I know that you’d be the one to put me to the test. So, what do you say?
McKena smiles before nodding and walking off before the scene cuts away.
Backstage in the catering area of the TD Garden, several wrestlers are seated, grabbing a bite to eat and discussing their respective matches when “Queen B” Bianca Davis and “First Class Mean Girl” Veronica Taylor arrive. Immediately, they make their way over to a long table filled with food. They are gabbing away about something, not even paying attention to their surroundings. Bianca fills her plate with a salad and points for the caterer to put dressing on her plate. As the caterer ladles the dressing and goes to pour it over Bianca’s salad, Bianca moves her plate, causing the dressing to pour all over the table.
Bianca Davis: Oops sorry gotta be quicker than that.
The duo continue to make their way down the table as the caterer can be seen muttering something and shaking their head in disgust. Veronica, seeing this, whispers something into Bianca’s ear.
Bianca Davis: Let me explain something, you're the presence of royalty darling, and you will show some damn respect. I am the rightful Pride of 1WM Champion, and the pinnacle of this damn company.
From behind the duo, El Diablo Blanco with a clearly frustrated look on his face interjects himself.
El Diablo Blanco: Let me tell you something, Sisters. It’s one thing to act all hoity toity better than thou to me and the others around here but it’s another when you start mistreating the fine staff here. They’re just trying to make a living, Sisters. Please, just move on.
Bianca and Veronica start to walk away as El Diablo Blanco grabs a stack of napkins and begins attempting to clean up the mess from the dressing. Bianca, not going to let things go, instead turns back around and approaches El D. She grabs the entire bowl of dressing and just pours it over the table. El Diablo Blanco is visibly upset at this point.
El Diablo Blanco: What’s your beef, Sister? I’d say you got a problem with me but as I look around, you seem to have a problem with anyone and everyone that’s not you or Veronica.
Bianca Davis: My problem is people like you and everyone else here disrespecting me! I am the former Pride of 1WM Champion, I deserve respect but month after month I am treated as an afterthought by management around here! Like last month that title match one on one should have been mine! Then I ugly look trolls at commentary disrespecting me! So no, from now on I am done playing nice!
Veronica Taylor: Exactly, the Queen and Pinnacle of this company is tired of being disrespected because they want to give the next flavor of the month an opportunity. This isn’t a charity; she earned her shot a long time ago.
El Diablo Blanco: Whoa, whoa, whoa now, Sister. The D Man isn’t dishing out any disrespect. Like Aretha said R-E-S-P-E-C-T, respect. Now I didn’t go and take your spot. Mr. Bookerman was the one that gave me that shot and we all saw how that ended; a chair upside the noggin and an uno, dos, tres. We’ve all got reasoning to be in the Pride of 1WM Championship match. They’re just going us all a fair shot. Diggit?!
Bianca, and Veronica roll their eyes in disgust as the Queen soon spoke in her posh accented tone.
Bianca Davis: Listen I was there I told everyone what would happen if you played nice and that’s what you did. I don’t play nice, I play for keeps when it comes to my Pride of 1WM title. I will right the wrongs to Mackenzie Roberts, and Ugliva Blue at a later date. Seriously the former champion that being me deserves a one on one rematch Cedric is just playing these little games and I am sick of it!
El Diablo Blanco: That may be so that you feel entitled to a one on one but that wasn’t in the cards, Sister. And let me tell you something. El D ain’t gonna go and squander this opportunity. I’m feeling Froggy, Sister, and I got my eyes on that Pride of 1WM title.
Bianca, and Veronica look disgusted as they eye him as Queen Bianca Davis soon speaks in her posh tone toward him.
Bianca Davis: You know what I look forward to making sure that you, Reika and Keon regret the day you all stood in my way. Because, you will all bend the knee tonight, and bend it to One Wrestlings pinnacle and Queen me.
Soon Bianca motions, and Veronica follows her as they saunter past, looking at El D with a look of disgust on their faces. El D retaliates with a disappointing shake of the head.
El Diablo Blanco: Can’t we all just get along?
El D looks to the caterer and shrugs his shoulders as the shot switches back to the ring.
Pride of 1WM Championship Match
Four Way Match
El Diablo Blanco vs. Rei Park vs. “Queen B” Bianca Davis vs. Keon Suggs II ©
Torres: The following is a FOUR WAY MATCH that is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit for the PRIDE OF 1WM CHAMPIONSHIP!
“Red Opps” by 21 Savage blares throughout the arena as Keon Suggs II, Pride of 1WM Championship title around his waist, makes his way to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Rockford, Illinois….weighing in at a one hundred and sixty-five pounds…standing at a height of five feet eight inches….he is the current reigning and defending Pride of 1WM Champion….he is KEOOOOONNNNNN SUGGGGGGGGGSSSSSS IIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: You get the feeling that things are going to get ugly between him and Bianca Davis without considering the other two in the match!
America: Or what's on the line...
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. She sauntered out onto the stage accompanied by Joshua Samson. The Statuesque Blonde does her trademark pageant wave as the paparazzi snap photos of her. The Queen then blows a kiss and keeps her saunter down to the ring. On her way to the ring, Bianca maintains her distance from the fans. The Queen of 1WM soon takes the time to taunt the fans staying in the center of the walkway avoiding the outstretched hands. Telling them to kiss the ring, as she saunters toward the steel steps.
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: And first his opponent...introducing first, from Malibu.
Before Torres can even finish announcing that Bianca Davis is a part of the match, she and Keon Suggs II meet in the center of the ring and begin to exchange vicious right hands with one another. The crowd, of course, is delighted! The two continue to battle back and forth across the ring, refusing to give each other an inch. As the brawl continues, both Rei Parks and El Diablo Blanco rush out from the back to join the fray!
Taj: Talk about starting things in a hurry!
America: You have no idea how happy this makes me...
Rei and El D both enter the ring, turning their attention toward one another when they realize that they have little chance of breaking up the ongoing brawl between Keon and Bianca. Within seconds, all four wrestlers are in the middle of the ring exchanging blows with one another. Bianca finally manages to knock Keon down to the mat with a kick to the chest. Keon rolls out of the way and tries to create a bit of space between himself and Queen B. Bianca turns her back on Keon and charges at both Rei and El D, sending both of them to the mat with a big clothesline! The fans boo loudly as Bianca stands in the middle of the ring all by herself. She shakes her head before grabbing El D by the hair, dragging him back up to his feet. She shoves him back into the ropes and tries to take his head off with a big elbow smash when he returns on the rebound.
Taj: If this is going to turn into a match where Bianca Davis is going to hit people hard...
America: You have to like her chances of winning her title back!
The fans continue to boo Bianca. She turns around to focus her attention on one of her other opponents, when suddenly, the Pride Champ pulls himself back up to his feet and charges at Bianca. He hits her with a big spear that sends both of them tumbling through the ropes and out to the floor! They hit the floor with a thud---Keon almost immediately pounding away on Bianca to keep her from making it back up to her feet. The two once again begin to brawl their way back up to their feet. In the ring, El D groggily tries to reach his feet after the vicious elbow shot that he was just hit with, only to have Rei bounce off of the ropes and hit him with a bulldog! She rolls El D over and covers.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
Taj: Considering the nature of this match and what's on the line, it's hard to fault Rei for going for the quick pin attempt!
America: She knows that the best way to win a match like this is to actually try and win it!
Rei glares down at El D in annoyance. She grabs him by the hair and slams the back of El D's head into the mat a few times. She then drags El D over toward the ropes and drapes him over the bottom rope. Rei applies pressure to El D's back and begins to choke him out with the help of the rope---the referee not being able to do anything but watch. Back on the floor, Keon charges at a groggy Bianca---only to be lifted into the air and slammed hard to the floor with a back body drop! Bianca then turns around and immediately knocks Rei off of El D with a big right hand, before grabbing her by the hair and dragging her out to the floor as well!
Taj: I'm guessing that you're liking where this is going, America?
America: Of course I am!
Once Rei is on the floor, Bianca delivers a mafia kick that sends Rei into the first row of fans! Rei tries to drag herself out of the crowd, but Bianca continues to take advantage of the opening that she's given herself. She pounds away on Rei’s kidneys with vicious elbow shots. This continues until Keon pulls himself back up to his feet. He runs at Bianca and knocks her off balance with a forearm smash. Before Bianca can recover, Keon grabs hold of Bianca and throws her HARD into the ring post! Bianca slumps against it and tries to recover. Keon tries to crush Bianca's head against the steel ring post with a running elbow---only to have Bianca just barely duck out of the way! Bianca takes advantage of the brief opening by hitting Keon with a throat thrust, the two once again beginning to brawl with each other! Unfortunately for both of them, it comes to an end just seconds later as El D dives through the ropes and takes BOTH down with a suicide dive!
Taj: That's one way to get back into the match!
America: I don't know how you don't enjoy watching people just throw everything they can at each other, Taj?
The fans are on their feet, cheering the effort that the wrestlers have given thus far. El D drags himself back up to his feet and immediately gets hit in the mouth with a forearm smash from Rei. The former Pride Champ follows it up with a second for good measure. El D staggers back from the impact. Rei grabs hold of El D and tries to pull him in. Rei tries to wrestle El D into position for a suplex of sorts. El D shoves Rei away and into the guardrail. Rei tries to recover quickly, but El D responds by delivering a kick to Rei's mouth that sends her head into the guardrail. Rei slumps on the floor. El D then turns around and notices that Keon is beginning to pull himself back up to his feet. Hoping to take advantage of the brief opening, El D grabs hold of him and tries to lock in a guillotine choke---only to have Keon tackle him into the apron. Keon rolls into the ring as Bianca follows in just seconds later.
Taj: Can you tell that these two desperately wanted to have a one-on-one rematch with each other?
America: I know I love chaos...but I'm really wishing we'd have gotten to see these two in a match!
Keon notices that Bianca is in the ring with him and immediately turns his attention toward the ex-Pride Champion. He charges at her and walks into a Beautiful Boot (big boot)! Bianca hooks the leg and covers..
One…
Two…
THR…KICK OUT!
Bianca glares down at Keon and shakes her head. She wraps two hands around Keon's throat and begins to choke him! The Champ gasps for air as he tries to compose himself. Keon fights his way out of Bianca's grasp with a kick to her stomach. Bianca stumbles back and Keon is up to his feet to deliver a running clothesline! Keon covers.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
Taj: These two are going back and forth!
America: Yeah, well...I'd also pay some attention to what's going on out on the floor!
Sure enough, while the two continue to battle it out in the ring, El D grabs hold of Rei's hair and drags her over toward the steel steps. He tries to slam Rei's head into them, but Rei is able to block the attempt. Rei instead grabs hold of El D and snaps off a DDT onto the steps! El D hits them hard and remains on top of them, his eyes almost immediately looking rather...distant. Rei then slides into the ring, where Keon and Bianca continue to brawl with one another. Bianca has complete control, knocking Keon back against the ropes. Bianca then charges forward to send Keon to the floor but the champ ducks out of the way and Rei pulls down on the ropes to send Bianca crashing to the floor. Bianca drags herself back up to her feet, as Rei waits for Keon to turn around before setting herself up for a springboard...something.
Taj: This could be the opening that Rei Parks needs!
Just before Rei can springboard into the ring, Bianca grabs her foot and pulls her down to the floor! She hits Rei hard in the mouth with a right hand. She then tries to toss her to the side, but Rei responds by running and leaping onto her back to lock in a sleeper hold. The two struggle with each other. A groggy El D finally comes around enough to pull himself back up to his feet and roll into the ring, though the look on his face makes it clear that he may not know where he's exactly at. This becomes apparent just seconds later when Keon steps forward and delivers a big Rockford Knee (flying knee)! Keon covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND STILL Pride of 1WM Champion...Keon Suggs II!!!
Taj: El Diablo Blanco may have a concussion, but he went into the ring and Keon Suggs II saw an opening...
America: Of course he did. He should really be concerned with a certain Queen B...
Sure enough, Bianca finally flips Rei off of her and notices that Keon won the match. Bianca tries to climb into the ring to go after him, but Keon wisely heads toward the back.
When the camera goes backstage we can see Justice Cross on her phone talking to someone. Her phone would be in her left hand up to her ear while her right hand was fluffing up her hair as she looked in the mirror.
Justice Cross: I just finished getting ready for my match. I mean my hair and my make up are pretty much on point if you ask me! Dinner and drinks later? Sure I will be there.
Turning around now, leaning against the vanity with her back resting against it, she would look around the locker room seeing she was the only one there.
Justice Cross: Look I get it. None of them expected me or Brianna to come back but here we are. And tonight we have the return match of a lifetime. I mean where else do you return and get an automatic match for the tag team titles?
Listening, she saw Brianna walk in so she put her finger up and motioned for just a few seconds.
Justice Cross: Well this isn’t sports entertainment. This is One Wrestle Movement. I have to go but I’ll see you later for dinner and drinks.
Hanging up her phone she went and put it back into her bag. Turning to look at Brianna she smirked a bit.
Justice Cross: Did you see the look on the security guards faces last week?
Brianna Matthews: They were about to shit their pants. They didn’t even know who it was until they pulled down our hoods.
Justice Cross: Right? And they weren’t even going to let us walk through the halls either. They thought we were fans.
Brianna Matthews: If we shocked them just think about the others that we shocked the hell out of for our return. No one expected us to come back.
Justice Cross: But we did.
Brianna Matthews: They probably didn’t expect us to be in the tag team title match tonight either!
Justice Cross: But we are.
Brianna Matthews: I’m sure people will talk about how it is that we got our contracts, not to mention this match.
Justice Cross: Let them.
Brianna Matthews: Let them?
Justice Cross: Let them. Because at the end of the day we are the ones who determine our worth not them. At the end of the day we get to go home knowing we gave our best in everything we do. And at the end of the day we both know that we earned the right to be in this match.
Brianna Matthews: Um, how did we do that?
Justice Cross: Because someone believes in us Brie. God, aren’t you tired of being held back in places? Or tired of being made to look like a fool? We could go out there tonight and become the 1WM tag team champions. Do you know how big that would be since we returned?
Brianna Matthews: Ok yeah that would be big.
Justice Cross: So tonight when we go out there to the ring we need to just do the damn thing and win those titles. It would prove everyone wrong about us. You know who else would prove wrong?
Brianna Matthews: Damon and Aurora? Or The Shinigami Foundation? Oh wait, I know. American Carnage?
Justice Cross: Let’s talk about them for a moment. First Damon and Aurora.
Brianna Matthews: Who the hell marries someone that shares her name with a Disney princess? I mean what’s she going to do? Go to sleep? Prick her finger on a spindle?
Justice Cross: Right? And then he will wake her up with a true love’s kiss? Damon’s cool though.
Brianna Matthews: His hair is the only thing cool about him. But you know what, we don’t really have to worry about them because they aren’t that much of a threat to us. Next up we have The Shinigami Foundation.
Justice Cross: The who?
Brianna Matthews: Oh you know, just those boys we beat once or twice before. I don’t even know why they are in this match let alone why they think they deserve to be in it.
Justice Cross: Regardless of what they think I just know that someone must obviously believe in them like they do us. But let’s talk about the ones who don’t belong here and that’s American Carnage.
Brianna Matthews: Be careful what you say.
Justice Cross: American Carnage think they can scare us but honestly they can’t and deep down they know we aren’t scared of them. Have we ever been scared of a group of men?
Brianna Matthews: No, no. I can’t say that we have been.
Justice Cross: See so we have nothing to worry about tonight. We will go out there, work the match, and prove people wrong about us. So let’s go because we are up next.
Camera goes back to the ring.
1WM Tag Team Championship Match
Four Way Tag Team Match
The Vixens (Brianna Matthews and Justice Cross) vs. American Carnage (Evan Conway and John Bannon) vs. The Shinigami Foundation (Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer) vs. The Fallen Angels (Damon Graves and Aurora Graves)©
Torres: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit and is a FOUR WAY TAG TEAM MATCH for the 1WM TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
”Glycerine” by Bush plays as The Vixens, Brianna Matthews and Justice Cross, make their in-ring return.
Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from St. Louis, Missouri….weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred and fifty-six pounds...they are Brianna Matthews... Justice Cross...THEEEEEEE VIXENNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
America: These women have returned and mean business!
Taj: Don't let the massive weight difference to the rest of the teams fool you. These two look to seal the deal here tonight!
"Left Behind" by Slipknot plays as Evan Conway and John Bannon, American Carnage, make their way to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring from Chicago, Illinois…weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and ninety pounds...they are Evan Conway and John Bannon...AMERICAAAAANNNNNNN CARNAGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: These two, along with Jason Miller, have raised all sorts of hell for this month and finally may get a taste of their own medicine tonight!
America: These aren't exactly the kind of guys you want to do that to!
"Whatever it Takes" by Hollywood Undead plays as Thomas Bane and Alex Slayer, The Shinigami Foundation, make their way down to the ring.
Torres: Next hailing from Metro City…. weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and eighty pounds...they are Alex Slayer and Thomas Bane….THEEEEE SHINIGAMMMIIIIIIII FOUNDATIOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: This group has been extremely impressive since the past couple of months. Strengthening their ties with Jacob Striker has seemingly done wonders for their 1WM career.
America: Hard to argue with that! As much as I hate to say it, these two are clear favorites here!
“Fallen Angels” by Black Veil Brides plays to usher in Damon and Aurora Grave, The Fallen Angels to the ring.
Torres: And finally coming to the ring hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada….weighing in at a combined weight of three hundred and forty-eight pounds...they are the current reigning and defending 1WM Tag Team Champions….they are Damon and Aurora Graves….THEEEE FALLEEEEENNNNN ANGELLLLLLSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: The road to this match has been a bumpy one for these two.
America: I'll say. Neither still don't look one hundred percent if you ask me.
DING DING DING!!!
All four teams claim their respective corners. Brianna and Damon step forward to start the match off. Damon glances over at American Carnage for a moment before sending a hard right into Brianna's face! She retaliates with a right of her own, quickly following it up with a knee to the gut. She grabs Damon's hair and slams him face first into the mat, smirking as the crowd boos. Damon rolls to his feet, charging at Brianna. She sends a hard kick to his head, but he ducks underneath it and bounces off the ropes, hitting a flying forearm! Both of them quickly get to their feet. Damon closes in, sending a kick to her gut before snapping off a quick DDT! He goes for the cover!
One…
Two…Brianna kicks out!
Taj: Damon trying to go for a quick victory!
America: Not in the eyes of everyone else. Nobody made a move to break that up.
Taj: Bet they would have felt foolish if it worked though?
Damon gets to his feet, dragging Brianna up with him. She pushes him away and he runs in, only to be taken down with the same kick to the head she was looking for earlier! She grabs his foot, dragging him to her corner and tagging in Justice. Brianna drops an elbow to Damon's knee as Justice climbs up the turnbuckle and jumps off, landing with both feet on Damon's leg! The crowd groans as Justice grins, throwing her arms in the air.
Taj: Quite the vicious move by Justice!
America: She's out to prove everyone who doubted her wrong and that she is a main event level wrestler in this company.
Aurora watches in concern as Damon clutches his leg, his face full of pain and anger. Justice stalks him as he tries to crawl to his corner, shaking her head. She steps on his knee, applying pressure for a few seconds before jumping up and stomping on it. Damon clutches his knee again, but Justice grabs his leg, kicking it a few times before dropping an elbow on it and beginning to wrench it. Damon grits his teeth and reaches forward, grabbing hold of Justice's head and raking her eyes. She quickly lets go of the hold and Damon rolls away as fast as possible, finding himself in a corner and throwing his hand up. Smirking, Conway tags himself in, stepping into the ring and picking Damon up, throwing him out of the ring! Conway turns around, looking at Justice with fiery eyes.
Justice keeps her distance, mocking Conway as he tries to close the gap. He shakes his head, then rushes in, nailing her with an elbow! She hits the mat hard, but jumps up immediately, running to the nearest corner and tagging in Aurora, who just looks at her in disbelief. Justice laughs as she hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. Conway shakes his head, watching her before turning to Aurora, who has climbed up to the top rope. She leaps off, hitting Conway with a missile dropkick that makes him stumble back into the ropes. The female half of the Tag Champs gets up, quickly running in, and sending kick after kick into Conway’s stomach. Conway lets out a yell and shoves her away, but Aurora runs back in, only to eat a nasty forearm to the face! Conway drags her up and clubs her right on the back of the neck which causes her to let out a pained yell.
America: Sounds like Aurora's not one-hundred percent yet!
Taj: Would you really expect her to be after that vicious sneak attack at Glory Seventeen “Love Hurts”! I’m honestly surprised that the Fallen Angels are wrestling tonight!
Damon climbs up on the ring apron in his corner, nursing his knee a bit as he watches the action. Conway clubs Aurora on the back of the neck again, sending her face first into the mat. He steps on the back of her neck, using the ropes for leverage! The referee tells him to get off and Conway just laughs in his face, standing on her neck for a few moments longer before stepping off. He drags her up, pulling her in and hitting a nasty swinging neckbreaker! He goes for the pin.
One…
Two…Alex Slayer breaks up the pin.
Conway laughs and points at Alex, telling him to wait his turn. He picks up Aurora again, lifting her into the air and nailing a nasty brainbuster! He goes for the cover again, but both Alex and Justice rush in, quickly kicking him off her! Conway gets to his feet, going right after Justice, who backs up to her corner. Alex takes the opportunity to drag Aurora to his corner, jumping back out on the apron and leaning over the ropes, tagging himself in! Justice rolls out of the ring as Conway shakes his head, turning around right into a spinning heel kick! Both men pop up and Alex takes Conway back down with a clothesline!
Taj: Alex is like a wrecking ball in the ring right now!
Conway gets back up and eats a dropkick from Alex, sending him to the mat again! Alex pops up and hits Conway with an elbow drop, hooking the leg!
One…
Two…Conway gets a shoulder up as Bannon has a leg through the ropes.
Alex grabs Conway by the hair and drags him toward his corner, reaching out a hand to Bane. Conway sees this and lifts Alex up, nailing a hard back suplex before the tag is made, the entire stadium booing. Alex tries rolling to his feet, but Conway charges, nailing a hard kick to his ribs. He kicks again, sending Alex all the way to the mat. Conway tags in Bannon, then picks Alex up, hitting a vicious backbreaker! He holds him over his knee as Bannon climbs up to the top rope. Bannon sets up to jump off, but Bane is in the ring, booting Conway in the side of the head. Damon is in, running across the ring, and dropkicking Bannon right on the knee, sending him tumbling to the floor outside! The crowd roars as both men are forced back to their corners.
Taj: American Carnage had some bad intentions but Thomas and Damon decided otherwise!
America: Don't know why Damon got involved? He shouldn't give a damn either way.
Taj: Have you forgotten that this is for the Tag Team Championship?
America: Oh yeah…
Alex starts to crawl to his corner as Bane stretches out his hand. Conway begins to stir, rolling onto his side. Alex stretches out his hand, still quite a few feet away from his partner. Conway grabs at Alex's foot, trying to hold on to him. Alex kicks at Conway's face a few times, getting him to release the hold! Alex leaps up and toward his corner, but Bannon pulls Bane off the apron just before the tag! Bane lands on his feet on the outside and grabs Bannon by the head, slamming him into the barricade! Inside the ring, Conway whips Alex into a corner, charging at him and sandwiching Slayer between him and the turnbuckle! Justice tags herself in as Alex slowly stumbles out of the corner. Conway turns around, grabbing Slayer, and nailing a wheelbarrow facebuster perfectly in the center of the ring! Conway hooks the leg, but the ref waves it off.
America: WHAT THE HELL IS THE REFEREE DOING?!
Taj: Evan Conway was not the legal competitor in the ring as such the referee didn’t count the pinfall!
Conway gets up, enraged, barking at the referee. He turns around to pick up Alex, but Justice leaps into the ring and hits a discus elbow right to Conway's temple! He hits the mat and Justice sits on her knees, soaking in the boos for a moment before raising her arm and kissing her bicep.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Alex rolls out of the ring as Justice gets up, staring down at Conway before suddenly running to the Fallen Angel's corner, blasting both Damon and Aurora with forearms, sending them off the apron and to the floor outside! Justice turns and looks at the rising Conway, letting out a scream and running, looking ready to hit a big move! Bane slides into the ring, getting right between her and Conway! She slides between his legs, her eyes wide as she reaches to the ropes and pulls herself up. Bane turns around, but now Bannon slides into the ring, charging at Bane! The Shinigami member sidesteps and sends Bannon flying over the top rope! Bannon crashes right into Damon and Aurora, the back of Aurora’s head snapping against the barricade while Damon crashes into the front row!
Taj: Oh, that can't be good!
America: You think?
The referee forces Bane out of the ring, who is beginning to look more than ready to get in the match. Justice smiles, waving a finger in the air. Conway stumbles to his feet, swinging wildly at Justice! He nails her with a hard right, making her stumble toward The Shinigami Foundation's corner. Conway charges at her, but Justice rolls out of his way and Conway runs right into the outstretched hand of Bane! The crowd roars as he grips his neck, then tags himself in with a hard slap to Conway's chest! He then chokeslams him over the top rope before stepping over the ropes himself, finally entering the match!
Taj: Oh my! There's bodies all around the ring and the only ones standing are Thomas Bane and The Vixens!
America: This oughta be good!
Justice keeps her distance, cracking her knuckles as Bane slowly walks toward her. He lunges at her, but she ducks underneath his arms and begins kicking away at his legs, looking to take him down! He turns and goes for a beheading clothesline, but she ducks and he hits the referee instead! The crowd groans as the referee nearly does a flip from the impact, crashing to the mat!
Taj: OH NO!
Bane turns back to Justice, who sends her boot right into his crotch! He lets out a pained yell, his knees buckling and she begins kicking at his leg again, this time taking him down to a knee! She backs up, bouncing off the ropes, and leaps into the air to hit a knee drop! But Bane grabs her leg, gritting his teeth as he slowly stands up! Justice hops on one leg for a moment before leaping and hitting a picture perfect step up enziguri! Bane stumbles to the side, but stays on his feet. He turns around, looking Justice in the eye.
Taj: I think she just pissed him off?!
America: I think she accomplished that during the build up to this match! Now she's just throwing gas on the fire! Get out of there!
Justice runs to her corner, reaching to tag in Brianna, but Bane runs her down, wrapping his arms around her waist and hits a huge snapping German suplex! Justice flies across the ring as if she was ejected from a car crash, coming to a stop against the ropes! Thomas gets up, slowly walking toward her, his face unreadable. Brianna hops off the apron, throwing the timekeeper off his chair and folding it up. Alex stumbles to his feet and she blasts him dead in the face! Bannon gets up and she blasts him as well! Brianna slides into the ring and cracks Bane across the back with it! He turns around, his face now full of anger. Brianna is unfazed by the sight, pulling the chair back and hitting him right over the head with it! Bane stumbles back, bouncing off the ropes, and hitting her with a big boot! The chair and Brianna hit the mat and she rolls away, clutching her jaw as she goes to the floor outside! The referee begins to stir as Bane turns back to Justice, who leaps off the top rope, going for a cross body. But Bane catches her, throwing her up onto his shoulders.
Taj: What's he going to go for here?!
America: I don't know, but it can't be good!
Justice kicks her feet wildly, managing to wriggle free and land behind Bane. She sends the heel of her boot right into the back of his knee, bringing him down! Justice sends a hard kick to the side of his head, taking him all the way down! She takes a moment to catch her breath, but Bane sits up, beginning to get right to his feet. Justice shakes her head, looking less than amused, but terror in her eyes! Brianna suddenly rolls the hurting Aurora into the ring, then slides in herself! She leaps onto Bane's back, clawing at his eyes! He reaches up, grabbing her by the hair, and running to the ropes, trying to throw her over!
Brianna lets out a primal scream as she claws at his eyes again and his hands go to her arms. Brianna slides over him and snaps him off the top rope, causing him to stumble! Meanwhile, the referee is on his knee. Justice looks at Aurora, seeing her getting to a knee. She rushes forward and hits a shining wizard! Justice yells at the ref and hooks both of Aurora's legs, the groggy referee making the count.
Taj: WAIT! WAIT! AURORA ISN’T THE LEGAL COMPETITOR IN THE MATCH!
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND NEW 1WM Tag Team Champions….Brianna Matthews and Justice Cross….The Vixens!!!!
America: Holy hell! Brianna and Justice win the Tag Team titles in their return match to 1WM!
The Vixens roll out of the ring, retrieve their newly won title belts, and make a mad dash up the rampway.
Q can be seen walking swiftly throughout the back hallway when she comes across the cameraman. She grabs the camera and draws it in close to her.
Q: Get your ass in here. I got something to say about tonight.
Using the reflection from the camera, Q makes sure her hair is right and then gives a peppy little smile before turning into a scowl.
Q: I’ve about had it around here. Striker doesn’t think I belong here. St. John doesn’t think I belong here. Drew doesn’t think I belong here. Well, I’ll tell you what, I believe I belong here. I also believe that I should be entering this match as the 1WM World Heavyweight Champion. Striker would make you think I’m dreaming but he was this close to losing that belt last month. Ya Girl Q was doing what she does best, dropping people on their heads and winning. Name someone in all of 1WM that has a better record than me. Go ahead. Do it. Those that do have been given their opportunities every step of the way. Me, I’ve had to bust my ass for two years plus in order to finally be taken seriously as a contender to that belt. Last month I was about to rid 1WM of that shit stain, Jacob Striker, before the official got in my way. I lightly tapped said official to explain my grievances with him and what happened? 1WM management slap me with a fine and say I’m suspended for 30 days. And believe me when I say, they did just that. This wasn’t no bullshit ass suspension like others get where they just show up unannounced at the next show. Naw, I showed up to Glory and security turned me away. And yet this American Legion Hall group puts their hands on officials and not so much as a slap on the wrist.
Q places her hands on her hips and shakes her head in disappointment.
Q: I am sick and tired of the favoritism in 1WM. A girl has got to do what a girl has got to do. What does that mean? You’ll just have to stay tuned and find out. You see, I’m not here to give some long winded nonsensical speech that goes nowhere like Erick, Jenn and Jacob. I’ll get right to the point. Someone is going to pay for last month. Doesn’t matter who it is. One of you is getting dropped on your head and I might just walk up out of here merging the World Heavyweight Title with the YGQ Interregional Tri-State Unified World Title. Now get the fuck out of my way.
Broadcasting Live on Splat! Network March 15th, 2022
World Heavyweight Championship Match
Four Way Match
"Ya Girl” Q vs. "First Amongst Equal" Erick St. John vs. "The Rebel Queen" Jenn Drew vs. "Straight Shooter" Jacob Striker ©
Torres: The following LEGENDARY TWENTY-FIVE MAIN EVENT MATCH is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit for the 1WM WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
"Wonderful Life" by Bring Me the Horizon blares throughout the arena as Jacob Striker, World Title belt secured around his waist, makes his way to the ring.
Torres: Electing to come to the ring first hailing from Sleepy Hollow, New York….weighing in at a weight of two hundred and thirty-five pounds….standing at an event height of six feet even….he is a former Pride of 1WM Champion….he is the current reigning and defending 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….he is the Straight Shooter…..JACOOOOBBBBB STRIKEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
America: Well we might as well keep with the trend of champions coming to the ring first tonight.
Taj: Why does that bother you so, America?
America: Because I’m old school, Taj. The champion ALWAYS comes out last!
"Moonlight Sonata" by E.S. Posthumus plays as Erick St. John makes his way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Los Angeles, California….weighing in at a weight of two hundred and fifteen pounds….standing at a height of six feet two inches…he is First Amongst Equals…..ERICKKKKK STTTTTTTT. JOHHHHHNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj: Erick is still upset about the turn of events that happened at Massive Two back in December.
America: You mean when he lied and cheated to try to win the 1WM World Heavyweight Championship from Jacob? I guess I’d be mad too.
“Marionette” by Flyleaf plays as Jenn Drew makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Manchester, England….weighing in tonight at one hundred and eight pounds….standing at a height of five feet inches….representing one-half of the Seoul Queens…she is a former 1WM World Heavyweight Champion….she is the Rebel Queen…..JENNNNNNNNNN DREEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jacob watches as Jenn continues to make her way down to the ring. As soon as Jenn gets close enough to the ring, Jacob suddenly runs across the ring and leaps over the top rope, sending both himself and Jenn to the floor with a somersault plancha!
Taj: And Jacob doesn't seem like he's in the mood to wait around!
America: The Straight Shooter is trying to steal the show before Jenn can even get into the ring! And people try to say that Jenn is the bad guy...
Taj: Well, I'm sure there are plenty of reasons for someone to have that opinion...
Jacob and Jenn both lie on the floor, with the fans on their feet and cheering the early action on. ESJ stands in the ring, looking rather amused. While ESJ watches the two wrestlers pull themselves back up to their feet on the floor, “Ya Girl” Q slides into the ring behind him. The fans start to boo and ESJ turns around to see why. Q charges and nails him with a massive clothesline! ESJ tries to pull himself back up to his feet quickly, but Q hits him in the mouth with a hard right hand. ESJ staggers back to the nearest turnbuckle. Q charges in and absolutely crushes ESJ against the turnbuckle with a big splash! ESJ falls forward to the mat as the fans boo Q loudly.
Taj: I'm not even sure that the referee has officially started this match yet!
America: Does it really matter? It's not like there are disqualifications in this match! He's paying attention like it's started, so...it's started!
Q ignores the response of the crowd and begins to look around in search of her next victim. Unfortunately, the victim comes to her. Jacob pulls himself back onto the apron and then springboards into the ring, taking Q to the mat with a dropkick! Q hits hard as Jacob quickly hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…
T…Jenn pulls Jacob off of Q!
Jenn drags Jacob back up to his feet and immediately hits him in the mouth with a hard slap! She follows it up with a second slap, and then a third, before hitting Jacob with a spinning backfist! Jacob just barely stays upright. Jenn looks at him and shakes her head. She bounces off of the ropes and picks up some speed. Before she can even get close enough to Jacob to do anything, ESJ closes the distance between the two of them and lifts Jenn into the air. He drops her down onto the ropes for a stun gun! Jenn shoots back to the middle of the ring from the impact, groggily pulling herself back up to her feet. ESJ quickly grabs hold of Jenn and tries to set her up for a Russian leg sweep! Jenn fights her way out of ESJ's grasp with a few elbow shots. She then creates some space between herself and ESJ, and though ESJ seems more than willing to close the distance between them, Jacob grabs ESJ and rolls him up.
One…
Two…
TH…ESJ KICKS OUT!
Taj: When you've got wrestlers that are as quick as Erick, Jenn, and Jacob...
America: Things get a little crazy, don't they?!
Taj: That's a bit of an understatement.
ESJ pulls himself back up to his feet and tries to focus his attention on Jacob. He steps toward him and hits him in the mouth with an European uppercut! Jacob fires back with a forearm shot of his own. The two men briefly exchange blows with one another as Q pulls herself back up to her feet and charges at both men to take them down to the mat with clotheslines! Q then focuses her attention toward Jacob and drags him back up to his feet, almost immediately trying to wear him down with a series of vicious knee shots. As soon as Q has Jacob groggy, she lifts him into the air to try and set him up for a stalling suplex. Though the show of strength is impressive, it quickly comes to an end---ESJ running at Q and delivering a big spear! Jacob lands on top of Q as the referee counts.
One…
Two…
THR…JENN BREAKS UP THE COUNT!
Taj: That was close!
America: Goddamn it, Jenn!
Jenn delivers a quick kick to Jacob because she feels like before turning around just as Erick St. John begins to charge. Smirking, Jenn catches ESJ by surprise, delivering a perfectly timed inverted half-nelson lift into a knee strike! The impact doesn't send ESJ to the mat, but it does knock him groggy. Jenn has no trouble taking advantage of this, grabbing hold of ESJ and dropping him with a DDT! She then crawls over on top of him and covers.
One…
Two…
THRE…ESJ KICKS OUT!
Taj: There goes the offense that Jenn is known for!
America: And luckily for all of us, she chose the perfect target to take advantage of!
ESJ grabs hold of the ropes and tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Jenn steps toward ESJ and hits him with a hard slap to the face that echoes throughout the arena! The fans boo, but before Jenn can do anything else, Q blasts Jenn with a lariat to the back of the head! Jenn falls to the mat. Q continues to pound away on the back of Jenn's head to knock her groggy. She grabs hold of Jenn to try and drag her back up to her feet, only to have Jacob springboard off of the ropes and catch Q with a springboard DDT! Jacob positions himself over Q and delivers a standing shooting star press! The fans are on their feet for the incredible show of athleticism. Jacob covers.
One…
Two…
THR…ESJ BREAKS UP THE PIN ATTEMPT!
Jacob drags himself back up to his feet and charges at ESJ, who steps forward and kicks Jacob in the ribs. He delivers a second for good measure, before grabbing hold of Jacob and pulling the World Champ in towards him. ESJ then lifts Jacob into the air for a double underhook backbreaker! ESJ tries to cover Jacob and go for the pin attempt, but Jenn grabs hold of ESJ before he can actually cover Jacob. She tries to set him up for a full nelson legsweep but ESJ fights his way out of the move and drives his knees hard into Jenn's ribs. Jenn doubles over in pain. ESJ leaps into the air and plants Jenn on the mat with a fameasser! He then hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…
THRE…Q BREAKS UP THE PIN ATTEMPT JUST IN TIME!
Taj: That was close and once again proof that all of these athletes are fantastic wrestlers deserving of their place in the main event.
America: The only thing that would make me enjoy this match more is a guarantee that either Jenn or Q would win it!
Q begins to pound away on ESJ in an effort to keep him from making it back up to his feet. Q grabs hold of ESJ and tries to drag him back up to his feet, shoving ESJ away. ESJ stumbles a few steps. Q runs over and kicks ESJ in the mouth with a big boot! ESJ falls out onto the apron, but doesn't hit the floor. Q soaks in the negative crowd response as he tries to turn around and focus his attention on Jacob Striker, who leaps into the air and seemingly tries to deliver a hurricanrana to send Q to the mat! Unfortunately for him, Jacob is caught and slammed to the mat with a powerbomb! Q covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE----NO!
Taj: Oh wow, that was close!
Q angrily glares down at Jacob. Meanwhile, Jenn pulls herself back up to her feet. Smirking, she lines herself up with Q. Jenn gestures for Q to turn around and when the bigger woman finally does so, Jenn delivers a running dropkick—to Erick St. John! ESJ falls out to the floor and crawls over to the guard rail to try and pull himself back up to his feet. Jenn begins to laugh as she steps out to the floor to meet ESJ, immediately hitting ESJ with a few vicious strikes to try and wear him down. Back in the ring, Q looks on in confusion before grabbing hold of Jacob to try and set him up for a bench press powerslam!
Taj: This could be very bad for Jacob, especially with Jenn apparently much more interested in going after ESJ than...winning this match.
America: This couldn't go any better, Taj! Seriously!
Out on the floor, Jenn runs Erick HARD into the ring post! She then tries to throw him into the crowd, though ESJ responds by throwing Jenn hard into the guard rail instead! ESJ shakes his head and tries to recover from the ring post. Jenn pulls herself back up to her feet and taunts ESJ considerably---mentioning the name “Sandra” in a context that can't be fully hard. ESJ responds by charging at Jenn despite his grogginess and sending both wrestlers tumbling into the crowd! Both continue to brawl as they stagger up to their feet.
Taj: There is some serious hatred between those two...
Meanwhile, Q lifts Jacob into the air. Jacob is able to knee Q in the head to free himself. He lands on the mat behind Q and waits for her to turn around. When Q does, Jacob uses the opening to pick her up and deliver The Apocalypse (Emerald Flowsion)! Jacob covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match AND STILL 1WM World Heavyweight Champion...Jacob Striker!!!
Taj: Jacob Striker was able to catch Q by surprise and he's wisely gotten out of there as quickly as he can!
America: I'm disappointed! But depending on where that Jenn thing goes...maybe I won't be for long!
Taj: What a night we have had here at Legendary Twenty-five! I’m Taj Monroe-Hennessey and on behalf of my colleague, America Vaughn, thank you for joining us and we’ll see you all next month for Legendary Twenty-six!
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