Post by Legal Department on Jun 16, 2022 12:58:48 GMT -8
A hunter green stretch hummer pulls up to the Milwaukee Panther Arena at the University of Wisconsin's Milwaukee campus as 2 Skinny J's "3 Minute Warning" can be heard echoing from outside of the vehicle before the door opens to reveal a rather rugged looking man who seems more pissed off than anything who looks around for a moment before he steps aside to allow the One Wrestle Movement champion himself, Jacob Striker, to step out of the hummer.
Jacob Striker: You know, you didn't have to do that man.
Man: Of course I did, that's what family does after all, Jake.
Jacob Striker: Alright, far be for me to try and argue the point with you, CJ.
The rugged man, CJ, nods in agreement as the two start to head towards the arena doors with both men walking with an intense purpose.
The scene fades in on the main area of the arena where the seats are packed and the crowd rowdy. At the commentator’s desk we see the Glory commentary team of the Wives Samson sitting and ready to go.
Catriona: We have a bit of a different opening this time around…
Astrid: You mean that tacky hummer limo? Those things aren’t made any more nor are they “in fashion” if you catch my drift.
Catriona: To each their own I guess. But to officially kick off Glory 21 we have an appearance by THE executive representative himself… our husband.
Astrid: Now that’s how you start off a show.
“Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring P Diddy blares throughout the arena ushering in the always immaculately dressed Joshua Samson, Esquire. Stepping out onto the entrance stage, THE Executive Representative soaks in the jeers of the Milwaukee crowd.
Astrid: He’s looking quite dapper this evening.
Catriona: I’m surprised you’re actually complimenting someone.
Astrid: If your last name isn’t Samson or we don’t consider your family, be prepared for what can come out of my mouth. It won’t be pretty
Catriona: Given what happened on Legendary, he’s looking a lot better.
Astrid: That is thanks to his amazing wives and sister in law who made sure his stress levels were low and that he had everything he needed for recovery.
Catriona: And there you go, tooting your own horn. But you’re also not wrong. We did a good job taking care of him.
Smirking, Samson makes his way down to the ring. Walking around the ring to the commentators’ table, he gives both Catriona and Astrid hug kisses before retrieving a microphone from the table. Samson walks up the steel steps and enters the squared circle. The crowd has been relentless with their boos.
When the scene comes back from the VERY sudden series of commercials, everyone looks a bit confused.
Catriona: We are very sorry about that ladies and gentlemen. It seems that there was a bit of an issue with…
Astrid: The only issue that there is is with that ratchet ass turd wannabe making up lies and trying to make herself out to be the victim. Her and her backwoods, no name law school attending lawyer. He’s a slap in the face to all of us that busted our asses to get our JD degrees. Nobody’s heard of that school… so I’m highly suspecting that it’s made up.
Catriona: Where did you go to law school?
Astrid: Charles Widger School of Law at Villanova University. I also passed the California bar exam in my first try… and that’s something that is very rare.
Catriona: Well I’ve just been informed that indeed he was the one who had Joshua’s appearance pulled at the very last minute.
Astrid: Cause he’s a coward just like his client. Justice having him as her lawyer is about as smart as Brianna Rissi being her manager before she left.
Catriona: You mean Brianna Matthews.
Astrid: What the fuck ever. Both of those Briannas are about as sharp as a dull blade and annoying as all hell. Justice was screwed then and she’ll be screwed now. I might specialize in contract law but I still know what I need to know about criminal defense and prosecution. I have it on video of Justice assaulting Joshua… she’s not going to be able to escape this.
Catriona: Given what just happened, it sounds like she’s trying to have him silenced.
Astrid: Well if that’s the case I’ll be filing more paperwork when we get back to California to have her ass slapped with a gag order. Two can play at that game. Justice and her fake ass lawyer don’t know who they’re messing with.
Catriona: Just keep your calm intact.
Astrid: I can’t keep calm when it comes to certain people no matter how hard I try. And Justice “I’m a Certified Dumbass” Cross is one of them. You should know of the others.
Catriona: Aye, I do. But anyway, let’s get on with the show.
With both having a lot to prove, the two ladies start off the match in typical lock up fashion. They shove each other back and forth a few times until Megan trips Mai up by sticking a foot behind her. Megan tries to capitalize by attempting to lock in an ankle lock, but Mai is able to scramble away, taking refuge on the apron. She gets up to her feet but is almost instantly blasted with an elbow smash before Megan pulls Mai back through the ropes, hitting her with a snap suplex before locking in a sleeper hold. Megan has it locked in tight as Mai struggles to break free, elbowing Megan in the sides a couple of times. But her attempts wind up being all for naught so she switches up trying to reach for the ropes. The more Mai struggles, the more Megan locks in the hold until eventually Megan releases it and switches up the game plan. She does this by getting up to her feet and pulling Mai with her, attempting to hit a German suplex a few times (all blocked by Mai) before getting frustrated and shoving her away into the ropes. Mai tries to catch her breath by leaning on the ropes only for Megan to come charging forward before being lifted and dumped over the top to the arena floor by Mai, who crumples in a heap before slowly crawling away and putting some distance between her and Megan.
ONE…
TWO…
Megan starts to stir on the outside as Mai uses the opposite side ropes to pull herself back up to a vertical base.
THREE…
FOUR…
Mai is up but appears stumbly as Megan grasps the bottom rope and fully pulls herself up.
FIVE…
SIX…
Megan slides back into the ring and Mai charges forward, hitting Megan with a big boot to the side of the head the moment she gets up to a knee. Mai doesn’t stop there and fires off another kick, this time a roundhouse as Megan tries to get back up to her feet. Mai breathes heavily as she takes a step back, calculating her next move and allowing Megan to get back to her feet once again. Megan tries to take advantage of this and starts to charge forward, only to be cut off at the pass with a clothesline and then a headbutt from Mai. Mai releases a primordial scream before pulling Megan up hitting her with a sitout spinebuster.
ONE…
TWO…
TH..KICKOUT!
Both women are slow back to their feet and Megan fires off a forearm smash with Mai answering with a kick that Megan ducks. Megan fires off another forearm, Mai able to dodge it this time before turning around and hitting Megan with Fuyajou (iron claw slam).
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
Torres: Here is your winner… MAI SUZUKI!
Catriona: Mai Suzuki with a very impactful debut here in 1WM. Seems to me as she’s got a bright future ahead of her.
Astrid: Well that’s still left to be seen. She made an impact but can she keep it going?
Jacob and CJ are backstage when Butterscotch Munroe catches up to them.
Butterscotch Monroe: Um, excuse me Jacob? I don't mean to interrupt or anything.
The two men turn to look at Butterscotch with CJ quickly getting a smirk on his face as he shakes his head slightly.
Jacob Striker: Yes?
Butterscotch Monroe: I was wondering if you recently heard the comments by Erick Saint John concerning his challenge for the upcoming Legendary event or not?
Jake takes a deep breath before he lets it out before he tosses CJ a quick look before he turns his attention fully back to Butterscotch.
Jacob Striker: Yes, I've heard it and I've kept quiet about it because I wanted to come here and speak to the faithful about it. So if you'll please pardon me?
Butterscotch nods in agreement as Jake walks past her at which point the cameras cut to the ringside area as "Wonderful Life" by Bring Me The Horizon begins to play as Jacob Striker walks out with the world title held firmly in his right hand as he motions for a mic and is handed one as his music fades out.
Astrid: Why did this cracker jack need to come out here. I think he’s starting to become an attention whore.
Catriona: He is the only person to hold the 1WM Heavyweight Championship twice.
Astrid: The game of hot potato with that title between him and that has been ESJ is doing nothing but drag down its prestige. They’re making a joke of it.
Jacob Striker: You know, when I won this title from Jenn back in December, I was excited for a couple of reasons with one of them being me, only a couple of years into my wrestling career, won my first world championship anywhere and I was proud that you, the One Wrestle Movement, could be there to witness that epic event in my career...and the other thing that I was looking forward to was the fact that I would have the honor of fighting a wide range of opponents and seeing how far that I could get with this championship. Instead, I keep running into a recurring roadblock by the name of Erick Saint John and Team Human Centipede, who time and time again with their dogmatic bullshit keeps declaring that I'm an unfit champion simply because I have not just simply rolled over when the supposedly "almighty" Erick Saint John came for my title, and I know how badly that hurts poor little sycophant Damon Graves' whittle feelers each and every time.
The crowd laughs at the last part for a few seconds before it dies down again.
Jacob Striker: But I'm not here tonight to talk about Damon Graves and his obsession with me, no...I'm here tonight to address Erick Saint John and his challenge to have it out one more time over my world title at the next Legendary. A title that he feels, in his own self-absorbed self-righteous fucking way, should be his just because he's been a champion some many times before in other places and he feels that he's the right man to bring the "Honor" back to this championship because "he's just that fucking holy". But the point of the matter is that you're not, Erick. Any pretense that you might have had at bringing some serious respect back to this championship *DIED* the moment that you entered this company after I won it and tried to steal it from me that same night and no matter how hard you or Team Human Centipede try to justify your actions that night, there was no fucking excuse for what you tried and thus you have no high ground to walk on there, my old foe.
Jake stops and takes a moment to close his eyes and calm himself before he continues.
Jacob Striker: But for as much disrespect that you and your's keeps giving me, Erick...I have decided to *grant* your challenge for the next Legendary and so after having a long discussion with Cedric about it here tonight, the main event for Legendary Twenty Nine will be Erick Saint John versus Jacob Striker, one more fucking time for the One Wrestle Movement World's Heavyweight CHAMPIONSHIP!!
The crowds in Milwaukee explode in cheers as Jake thrusts his championship high into the air for a few seconds as he let's that soak in before his signature wolfish smile crosses his face as the crowd slowly starts to die down so that the "Real Rock'n'Rolla" can speak again.
Jacob Striker: But of course, if you think that I wouldn't go into this without doubling down on a couple of things, Erick, then you would not be wrong because in order to agree to this match, I spoke with my father about what I should do in this situation and in turn, I spoke with Cedric and as such here are the match conditions and they are *NOT* negotiable. But before we get to the rules, I want to make one simple request out of respect for your past accomplishments elsewhere and hope that you see reason to this...You will get your match, Erick, there's no question about that but I want you to fucking understand that this is the *LAST* time we're doing this. After this match, I want to face other people....be it El Diablo Blanco or Bianca Davis or that new guy in Zak Slovak, the point being is that I'm sick and fucking tired of being stuck in this badly partially taped over badly written remake VHS copy of Bill Murray's classic movie "Groundhog Day"...so, *when* you loose Erik, you've got to step the fuck aside and let someone else challenge me.
But as for the rules of the match, it's simple as this will be a straight up fucking fight between the two of us. The same kind of match that you had against Chris Slayton over in Pro Wrestling Nova a short while ago. The two of us will step into that very ring out there and we will fucking throw down with everything that we've fucking got until one of us is left standing...but it will just be the *TWO* of *US*!
I have asked and Cedric has agreed that there will be absolutely NOT ONE FUCKING BIT OF OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE IN THIS MATCH!! Meaning that there will be no Fallen Angels backing you up nor will there be anyone from the Mechanical Animals backing me up nor will the Kali Kartel, Q, Strike 2 Kill, or anyone else on this fucking roster or any other fucking roster get involved in this match, Erick, becuase it will be just *YOU* and *ME* for this championship!!
The crowds explode once more with cheers at this as Striker holds his championship up once more as he soaks in the cheers for a solid moment before he lowers it once more as the crowds grow silent.
Jacob Striker: And Erick, I told Cedric straight up that your *CAREER*...that was to be taken right off the fucking table. I never asked for it nor did I ever want it and I downright fucking *refuse* to take away your livelihood. I will only come gunning for that if you do something worthy of me taking your career away from you, fair? And in the end, there are no hidden agendas or secret rules…a straight up fight between two of the biggest bastards that this company has ever seen for its world championship as it should be.
And thus, there you have it, Erick. At Legendary, one way or another…we end this and you’ll shake my hand…but please Erick, I’m asking you right here and now to not make me regret my decision because I’m doing this out of *respect*, more than you’ve shown me or this company since you’ve come back. So come to Legendary, and bring me the best game that you’ve ever brought anybody because in the end, you’ll only have one of two decisions that night; To *SNAP* or *TAP*!!
“Wonderful Life” begins to play again as Jake tosses the mic back to the ring crew as he exits the ring as the screen cuts to commercial.
Nicole doesn’t wait for the ring bell to finish echoing before charging forward towards Marie. She starts clubbing at Marie’s back until Marie is on her knees, shielding her head from Nicole’s onslaught. Eventually Marie is able to swing a leg out, taking Nicole’s out from underneath her and turning the tides. Both women are quick to their feet and Nicole fires off a roundhouse kick that Marie ducks under before hitting Nicole with a backstabber. Nicole scrambles away, wrapping her limbs around the bottom rope and forcing the chasing Marie to retreat.
After Nicole stands back up on her feet, she clashes with Marie in the center. The two are wrapped up in a brawl like a couple of street cats, trading blows back and forth. Nicole manages to hit Marie with a short arm clothesline, pulling her back up to her feet only to be met with a fisherman suplex from Marie. Marie quickly kips back up and pulls Nicole to her feet, muttering something before hitting Model Kiss (hairflip ddt).
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… MARIE LAURENT!
Catriona: Another debuting roster member picking up a win here tonight.
Astrid: Getting a win over Nicole Smoak isn’t something you should write home about. Everyone’s beaten her.
Standing in front of a 1WM logo'd backdrop is Your Hero and Mine, Mark Storm, with a sinister smirk laying upon his lip.
Mark Storm: Since I arrived at One Wrestle Movement, things haven't been as plain-sailing as I would've hoped...
He pauses, reflecting on his words, rubbing his chin as he does so.
Mark Storm: I've suffered defeat after defeat, tribulation after tribulation, trial after trial, and still, I find myself at a standstill - not knowing where I stand. What I do know is, I'm wanting to make the most of my time here, and I want to optimize that and capitalize on the moment. This very moment, and say to the world that right now, despite all those losses and all those past failures, that I am still standing, strong, ready, and prepared for the next fight that comes my way. I remember when I debuted here against one Daniel Wolf, The Prodigy, the one who was meant to go on and accomplish great things here in 1WM but he isn't even here anymore... a lot of the names I've suffered losses too, they've been meandering, distant wanderers who become unknown... yet here I stand, ready to take the mantle, and grab onto what's next.
He clasps his hands together, a smirk growing on his face.
Mark Storm: What I want right now, is more than what I am getting. I want it all, ladies and gentlemen.
He allows a smirk to plant on his lips once again.
Mark Storm: And soon, it'll all be mine.
The scene cuts to black.
Rieca starts off the match by grabbing a handful of Mark’s hair and pulling him to the center of the ring, showcasing her hostility by driving a knee up into his stomach a few times. Mark staggers back, clutching at his abdomen. But the relentless Rieca doesn’t give him a chance to breathe, hitting him with a dropkick into the ropes before nailing a picturesque bridging german suplex as he comes rebounding back, keeping the bridge intact for a pin attempt.
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!!
Rieca is none too pleased by this and argues with the referee, backing him up into a corner as she berates him. This allows Mark to regain his composure and get back to his feet. Rieca turns around and is blasted by a discus elbow strike from Mark. He then quickly fires off a chest kick before following it up with a high intensity combo of hand strikes before capping it all off with a spinning back kick. The two then have a back and forth exchange, trading kicks, punches and strikes until Mark grabs Rieca by the wrist, whipping her off into the ropes. As she comes running back, she’s hit with a back body drop by a waiting Mark. He pulls her up to her feet and hits her with a bicycle knee, causing her to stumble backward into the ropes. This then opens the door for Mark to hit Rieca with Storm Search (springboard cutter).
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… Mark Storm!
Catriona: Rieca seems to have lost her groove a little bit since The Headhunters aligned themselves with Sandra Rose.
Astrid: Sandy Ass doesn’t know what she’s doing just like when she was in charge of the tour. The only reason she’s out from under her rock is to get some…
Catriona: And that is our cue to move on to the next segment of our show.
Blake and Diablo shake hands in the center of the ring before circling a few times and then finally locking up. And after the usual pushing back and forth, Blake scrambles around and tries to wrap her arms around Diablo’s waist. But Diablo is able to break free the moment her hands are locked in front of him, forcing her to quickly come up with another plan of attack. Before Diablo can turn around and react, Blake leaps up and pulls him back, driving her knees into his spine with a backstabber. Blake then quickly mounts the backyard veteran, raining down a series of forearm smashes and punches before dropping a leg across his through with a leg drop. Blake pulls Diablo up to his feet, firing off a roundhouse kick. Diablo does his best to duck it but catches the tail end of the kick. Blake smirks a little bit before hitting a swinging neckbreaker.
ONE…
TWO…
TH…KICKOUT!
Blake leans down to pull Diablo up, only to be caught in a roll up attempt that she gets out of before the referee has a chance to start a count. Both competitors scramble up to their feet, glaring daggers at one another. Blake goes to attempt a suplex, only to have it blocked by Diablo. She tries again… gets the same result. You can see the frustration starting to build on her face as she goes for a third attempt, this time Diablo counters it and hits Blake with a scoop slam. Diablo pulls Blake up and this time whips her off into the closest corner before hitting her with a series of 10 punches. Blake stumbles out of the corner and immediately finds herself lifted and slammed down to the mat with a spinebuster from Diablo. After a few more moments of back and forth action, Blake manages to whip Diablo off into the ropes… but she’s rolled up again as he comes rebounding back.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… El Diablo Blanco!
Astrid: I really, really want this tard gone from 1WM. He’s a walking liability and has had no proper training. What will it take for him to be gone?
Catriona: You might not like him but you had to admit he’s defied the odds time after time.
Astrid: Yeah that won’t be happening. NEXT!
“Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as the fans boo loudly, as out from the back looking as angry as possible stomping to the ring is none other than Queen Bianca Davis dazzling as usually in her royal garb with a black crown instead of her traditional gold one. Her cape matching that with a purple and black look to match her dress, Veronica is dressed in an expensive-looking black dress, big sunglasses, and black high heels. The Queen has a disgusted look on her face not caring about the negative reaction same with Veronica they don’t really have time for pomp and circumstance as usual instead of taking the time to taunt the fans they spend most of it yelling at them with Veronica motioning with her scepter. As she shoves the cameras back who get too close to her, The normally smug duo yell at the referee to lower the ropes for her as they order a stage hand to hand them two microphones as The Queen motions for her music to cut as Veronica soon begins to speak.
Veronica Taylor: All rise for your queen, the pinnacle of One Wrestling Movement, the rightful number one contender to the Pride Championship the woman, exudes class and elegance you will forever and now on address her as Queen BIANCA DAVIS!
The fans boo loudly as Bianca takes the microphone she smiles at Veronica before it turns into a scowl as she soon begins to speak in a loud demanding tone.
Bianca Davis: SHUTTTTTT UPPPPP YOU LOWLY PEASANTS! I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOUR NONSENSE, BECAUSE I GOT A LOT TO SAY AND YOU’RE ALL GOING TO FUCKING HERE IT!
The boos get louder, as Bianca rolls her eyes disgusted as Veronica tries to console her a bit, as she then yells even louder.
Bianca Davis: I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP YOU MOUTHBREATHERS!
The boos reach even louder levels, as the fans quiet down just enough so Bianca Davis can speak this time in a posh heavily accented tone.
Bianca Davis: Much better, yes even you losers are capable of learning. Now, last show Legendary 28 was a complete and utter travesty first my representative Joshua Samons Esq. Had informed me that if I didn’t wrestle I would be suspended because somehow the idiots who run this place can’t figure out that I am the biggest star they have left. I mean lets be honest when I first came here, this company was filled with the top talents in this sport! Even if I disliked them!
The boos only seemed to get louder as Bianca looked into the camera.
Bianca Davis: Answer me this where are they now The Arley Kirks, The Jenn Drews, Brien Storm, Lash Donohue, [redacted], Stasi, Ricky Staton, and even gag [redacted]? Oh, right they split and are no longer here! Why? Because this company thinks it can treat it’s stars like crap they think that they can control the damn narrative. Here's the newsflash for all of you in the office out of all the old major names. I am the last one you have left! I am the one who is your biggest social media presence I am the one who has constantly been here since the first year putting in the work time and time again and you want to act like I am the problem! Here's a news flash I don’t need this company this company needs me.
The fans boo loudly at the statement but she was clearly enraged. As she counties on.
Bianca Davis: Face your low lives know that this is true. See that tantrum as you've been calling it was months of frustration and months of trying to do things the nice way but you know what that never got me anywhere now did it? No, what it got me was constantly pushed to the back of the line in favor of flavors of the month, it got me pinned last week, and that and biased officiating tell me referee was that a fast count?
Veronica holds her mic to the referee as he says.
Referee: I have seen the footage, and no it was…
Bianca slaps the taste out of his mouth as the fans boo loudly as she puts the microphone up to her lips.
Bianca Davis: WRONG GOD DAMN ANSWER! Again no longer am I playing nice with you worms. Speaking of flavors of the month pushed back for the likes of El Diablo Blanco, ,a man who lost not once but twice in his opportunities, to the likes of Keli Saint a woman who is the epitome of trailer trash. A woman who attacked me from behind because she couldn’t deal with the fact I am prettier, more talented, and a bigger star than she will ever be, Mackenzie Roberts a woman who blends into the background and got destroyed by Rei Park? Or what about Erick Saint John, a man who just came back last year as some sort of renaissance man? All and all I am sick of the mistreatment. I am sick of it. The biggest joke was your threat to suspend me. Let me make this clear to you.
Queen Bianca Davis puts her face toward the camera.
Bianca Davis: Suspending me would have been the biggest mistake in this company's history! Because I could go anywhere hell Hollywood has been calling me and Veronica left and right? So trust us when we say this we don’t need the money. Though more is always good, we can make more in one day than all of you will see in your lifetimes. Speaking of suspensions where were you, idiots, when my partner her was getting assaulted by the disgusting beast that you call the Glory Champion, were you morons when Keon faked his injury the month prior, where you when I got assaulted from behind by a jealous Keli Saint? No were to be found now you want to act like there are standards? Puhlease!
Veronica nodded her head in agreement taking the time to take a few selfies as she then returned to clapping for Bianca.
Bianca Davis: Me, and Veronica here are done playing your games, we are done playing by your rules. From now on, we do things our way if you got a problem with that, suspend us or fire us, we don't care! Because mark my words 2022 is the year the Duchess The Star of the Show Veronica Taylor, and Your Queen Bianca Davis take what is rightfully ours, we will both be champions by the end of this damn year. Because quite frankly we are your best hope for the salvation of this company. No titles are safe The Tag Team, The Pride, The World title at any given time whenever I deem it I will snap my fingers and it will happen. The Royal Court shall take what we want and leave you all in the dust of history. Joshua so you know I don’t care if it's any of your other clients holding gold. If they got what the My court wants then they have no choice but to hand it over and bend the knee or it's OFF WITH THEIR HEADS! For now on I will only answer to Queen Bianca Davis, and this woman is your star, your a list superstar The Duchess of Beauty of Grace Veronica Taylor.
The boos are super loud as Bianca then lets out an evil laugh. She has lost her mind, Veronica at first looks a bit apprehensive but soon starts clapping for her bestie as she takes the time to say loudly and clearly.
Veronica Taylor: All HAIL QUEEN BIANCA DAVIS!
The boos are loud as Bad Bitch By Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as The now Royal Court leaves the ring. As they leave in a huff the staff members stay away from the visibly off-the-rails Queen. As the scene fades to black.
Torres: The following GLORY TWENTY-ONE MAIN EVENT MATCH is for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP and it is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
”The Warrior” by Scandal plays as Patti Rose makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Introducing first from Dallas, Texas...weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds...standing at a height of five feet seven inches….she is The Bullet with the Mullet...PATTIIIIIIIII ROSSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Astrid: She's going to need to prove that his nickname means something tonight!
Catriona: Well, we know for sure that Patti Rose won't back down from a challenge.
Astrid: A pissed off Jay is a little more than a challenge, if you ask me...
“As I Am” by Dream Theater hits the arena sound system. Jay Aguero, Glory title belt over his shoulder, steps out from the back and slowly walks down to the ring. The fans boo him, but he completely ignores it while keeping his eyes glued to Patti Rose in the ring.
Torres: And her opponent...hailing from Chicago, Illinois….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds….standing at a height of six feet even….he is the current reigning and defending 1WM Glory Champion…he is the Mean Machine...JAAAYYYYYYY AGUERRRRROOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Catriona: Would you look at the look on his face?
Astrid: I told you...Patti Rose is NOT going to enjoy this!
DING DING DING!!!
Jay steps into the ring to get things started. Patti uses this as an opportunity to show off just how fearless she can be. She runs across the ring and immediately begins to brawl with Jay, stopping at nothing to keep him from getting settled. Blow after blow connects with the Machine. The fans are on their feet, absolutely thrilled by what they're seeing! The referee seems like he's going to try and take control of the situation, but his protests do nothing to slow Patti down.
Unfortunately for Patti, however, Jay does manage to slow her down. The Champ shoves Patti away, and though Patti only staggers a few steps, it's enough for Jay to charge forward and nearly boot Patti's head off of her shoulders! Patti crashes hard to the mat! Jay stands over her looking more pissed than anything. The fans, of course, boo him.
Catriona: You can't fault Patti Rose for the strategy, but you can't help but wonder if she basically secured her own defeat by pissing Jay off.
Patti tries to pull herself back up to her feet. She glares at Jay. Aguero seems almost amused by the fact. He then steps toward Patti and begins to club away on her back. Blow after blow hits Patti, but the Bullet with the Mullet nonetheless drags herself back to her feet. Jay shoves Patti back against the ropes and nails her in the mouth with an elbow shot. He then shoots her across the ring. Jay steps toward the center of the ring and lifts Patti high into the air on the rebound---slamming her to the mat with a big back body drop! Patti once again tries to pull herself back up to her feet, but Jay stays surprisingly aggressively. He quickly closes the gap between himself and Patti, hitting her in the mouth with a few hard right hands that sends Patti stumbling around the ring to try and find an escape.
Patti finally grabs hold of the ropes and stops herself. Jay's eyes go wide with excitement as he charges at Patti as quickly as he can, perhaps hoping to send her out to the floor. Unfortunately for Jay, Patti just BARELY gets her foot in the air in time. She kicks Jay in the jaw. Jay stumbles around for just a moment, which gives Patti the opening she needs to run across the ring and hit the big man with a clubbing blow! Jay stays upright, but Patti doesn't let this deter her. She bounces off of the ropes and delivers a second clubbing blow to the big man---this one also causing Jay to stumble. Patti shakes her head, a small “One More Time!” chant coming from the crowd. Patti nods and bounces off of the ropes. Before she can actually hit Jay again, the Champ lifts Patti into the air and delivers a devastating spinebuster! The fans go silent as Jay calmly covers Patti.
One…
Two…
THRE…KICK OUT!!
Catriona: It was looking like Patti actually got caught up in the moment there and it almost cost her the match!
Astrid: Let's be real, Cat...do you REALLY think that Jay is going to give this woman another sliver of offense? I don't!
Jay seems almost amazed that Patti Rose was able to kick out. Nonetheless, he shakes his head and grabs Patti by the hers. He drags Patti to her feet and hits her with a throat thrust! Patti nearly falls to the mat, but succeeds in keeping herself upright once again. Jay seems rather annoyed at the level of effort that Patti is giving in the match. He calmly drags her into the center of the ring and drives his knee hard into Patti's ribs. Patti doubles over in pain and drops down to the mat. She pulls herself back up to her feet and turns to face Jay, who wraps two hands around Patti's neck! The referee starts to count for the disqualification.
One…
Two…
Three...Jay tries to lift Patti into the air.
Before he actually can, Patti begins to kick at Jay's leg. Jay has no choice but to release the hold. Patti immediately bounces off of the ropes, ducking underneath Jay's clothesline attempt. She grabs the big man from behind and SOMEHOW lifts him into the air for a big German suplex! She bridges it into a pin attempt..
One…
Two…
THRE…POWER OUT!!
Catriona: I didn't know Patti was capable of THAT!
Astrid: I don't think anyone did! It's a shame she didn't win with it.
Jay tries to pull himself back up to his feet, finally looking a bit worse for wear. Patti seems to notice this as she ups her aggression. Patti hits Jay with a series of elbows and knees to try and wear the Mean Machine down. Each blow connects perfectly, but Patti gets thrown away from Jay. Patti regains her balance just as Jay grabs hold of her once again. Patti spins out of Jay's grasp, grabs him from behind, and this time delivers a BIG codebreaker! Jay hits the mat and Patti covers again.
One…
Two…
THRE…POWER OUT!!
Catriona: Regardless of whether that was an act of desperation or just a sign of Patti Rose's cleverness...it's hard to ignore that she's kept herself alive in this match.
Astrid: Here's the problem with Jay, my beautiful wife. You can hit him, knock him down, and nearly beat him. But if you don't actually put him away and get out of there? You're absolutely screwed.
While Astrid continues to insist that the match is far from over, Patti stands back and continues to wait for Jay to do the same. She slaps her knee a few times, which draws quite a reaction from the fans that know what's coming next. Jay continues to stagger back up to his feet. Once he's finally up, Patti charges across the ring as quickly as she can. Though she wants to deliver a flying knee, Jay is able to charge forward and cut Patti off with a big clothesline! Patti crashes to the mat for her efforts, but wisely makes her way over to the ropes and keeps Jay from going for the cover.
Catriona: Jay knew what was coming...
Astrid: Well, Patti is the one who thought it would be a good idea to slap her knee before hitting Jay with it!
Patti finally pulls herself back up to her feet with the help of the ropes. Jay steps toward her and yanks Patti away from the ropes. He pulls Patti into the air and drops her down onto the nearest turnbuckle with a snake eyes! Patti uses the ropes to remain upright, but this unfortunately puts her EXACTLY where Jay wants her! Jay runs forward and delivers a big boot that sends Patti down to the floor outside of the ring! Jay steps out and follows, ignoring the boos.
Catriona: This is probably the WORST thing that could happen to Patti Rose. You give Jay room to play around...
Astrid: And he'll definitely play! Do you think the rules matter to him?!
Patti finally drags herself back up to her feet. Jay steps toward her and delivers another throat thrust that sends Patti staggering along the side of the ring. Smirking, Jay waits patiently for Patti to drag herself back up to her feet. Once Patti is up, Jay charges and tries to strike again---only to get caught with a drop toe hold that sends Jay's head bouncing off of the steel steps! Jay struggles to pull himself back up to his feet, with the referee insisting that the two wrestlers make it back into the ring and continue their match there.
Astrid: Poor ref. Doesn't seem to realize that he's not getting control of this one...
Catriona: Well, it depends. Patti cares about the rules!
Astrid: Like that's stopped Jay before.
The challenger seems as though she's going to try and play things fair. She grabs hold of Jay's head and tries to roll him into the ring. Jay responds by hitting Patti hard in the ribs with an elbow shot. He follows it up with a second. Patti slowly staggers away. Jay turns toward Patti and smirks. He shakes his head and then charges, Patti responds by stepping forward and trying to send Jay to the floor with a thrust kick! Jay catches Patti's foot in the air and blocks the attempt. Jay throws Patti down to the floor. He then turns around and makes his way over to the announce table.
Catriona: I don't like where this is going…
Astrid: We should get the hell outta here!
Jay hurries and clears the announce table. The referee pleads for Jay to make it back into the ring. Jay ignores him and tries to turn his attention back toward Patti. Rose suddenly lunges at Jay and tackles him off of his feet much to the delight of the fans! The two continue to brawl on the floor with Patti throwing everything that she can at Jay. Both make it back up to their feet, continuing to fight with each other. Jay finally takes control of the situation by lifting Patti into the air and dropping her face-first onto the edge of the announce table! Patti drops to her knees, and in the ring, the referee continues to try and take control of the situation. Jay ignores him and wraps his hand around Patti's throat!
Suddenly, the fans roar in approval. Jay looks around. Silas Jessup charges in. He knocks Jay down to the floor and the referee immediately signals for the bell! Barely conscious, Patti falls to the floor and just seconds later.
Torres: The winner of this match due to the disqualification…AND STILL the Glory Champion…Jay Aguero!!
Jay doesn't even seem to notice the ref calling the match. He pops back up to his feet and brawls with Silas Jessup. Silas tackles Jay back against the guardrail and hits him with blow after blow. Silas then steps back and charges forward to send Jay into the crowd with a clothesline. Jay responds by ducking down and launching Silas into the crowd! Silas hits the floor hard. Jay steps out to meet him and the two men battle out of sight---fans keeping security from breaking the two behemoths up as quickly as they'd like to.
Astrid: Well that’s everything I guess. Now if that mullet wench will go back into oblivion we’d have a damn good Glory from here on out.
Catriona: That’s for tuning in ladies and gentleman!
Jacob Striker: You know, you didn't have to do that man.
Man: Of course I did, that's what family does after all, Jake.
Jacob Striker: Alright, far be for me to try and argue the point with you, CJ.
The rugged man, CJ, nods in agreement as the two start to head towards the arena doors with both men walking with an intense purpose.
The scene fades in on the main area of the arena where the seats are packed and the crowd rowdy. At the commentator’s desk we see the Glory commentary team of the Wives Samson sitting and ready to go.
Catriona: We have a bit of a different opening this time around…
Astrid: You mean that tacky hummer limo? Those things aren’t made any more nor are they “in fashion” if you catch my drift.
Catriona: To each their own I guess. But to officially kick off Glory 21 we have an appearance by THE executive representative himself… our husband.
Astrid: Now that’s how you start off a show.
“Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring P Diddy blares throughout the arena ushering in the always immaculately dressed Joshua Samson, Esquire. Stepping out onto the entrance stage, THE Executive Representative soaks in the jeers of the Milwaukee crowd.
Astrid: He’s looking quite dapper this evening.
Catriona: I’m surprised you’re actually complimenting someone.
Astrid: If your last name isn’t Samson or we don’t consider your family, be prepared for what can come out of my mouth. It won’t be pretty
Catriona: Given what happened on Legendary, he’s looking a lot better.
Astrid: That is thanks to his amazing wives and sister in law who made sure his stress levels were low and that he had everything he needed for recovery.
Catriona: And there you go, tooting your own horn. But you’re also not wrong. We did a good job taking care of him.
Smirking, Samson makes his way down to the ring. Walking around the ring to the commentators’ table, he gives both Catriona and Astrid hug kisses before retrieving a microphone from the table. Samson walks up the steel steps and enters the squared circle. The crowd has been relentless with their boos.
When the scene comes back from the VERY sudden series of commercials, everyone looks a bit confused.
Catriona: We are very sorry about that ladies and gentlemen. It seems that there was a bit of an issue with…
Astrid: The only issue that there is is with that ratchet ass turd wannabe making up lies and trying to make herself out to be the victim. Her and her backwoods, no name law school attending lawyer. He’s a slap in the face to all of us that busted our asses to get our JD degrees. Nobody’s heard of that school… so I’m highly suspecting that it’s made up.
Catriona: Where did you go to law school?
Astrid: Charles Widger School of Law at Villanova University. I also passed the California bar exam in my first try… and that’s something that is very rare.
Catriona: Well I’ve just been informed that indeed he was the one who had Joshua’s appearance pulled at the very last minute.
Astrid: Cause he’s a coward just like his client. Justice having him as her lawyer is about as smart as Brianna Rissi being her manager before she left.
Catriona: You mean Brianna Matthews.
Astrid: What the fuck ever. Both of those Briannas are about as sharp as a dull blade and annoying as all hell. Justice was screwed then and she’ll be screwed now. I might specialize in contract law but I still know what I need to know about criminal defense and prosecution. I have it on video of Justice assaulting Joshua… she’s not going to be able to escape this.
Catriona: Given what just happened, it sounds like she’s trying to have him silenced.
Astrid: Well if that’s the case I’ll be filing more paperwork when we get back to California to have her ass slapped with a gag order. Two can play at that game. Justice and her fake ass lawyer don’t know who they’re messing with.
Catriona: Just keep your calm intact.
Astrid: I can’t keep calm when it comes to certain people no matter how hard I try. And Justice “I’m a Certified Dumbass” Cross is one of them. You should know of the others.
Catriona: Aye, I do. But anyway, let’s get on with the show.
DEBUT MATCH
Mai Suzuki vs. Megan Enders
Mai Suzuki vs. Megan Enders
With both having a lot to prove, the two ladies start off the match in typical lock up fashion. They shove each other back and forth a few times until Megan trips Mai up by sticking a foot behind her. Megan tries to capitalize by attempting to lock in an ankle lock, but Mai is able to scramble away, taking refuge on the apron. She gets up to her feet but is almost instantly blasted with an elbow smash before Megan pulls Mai back through the ropes, hitting her with a snap suplex before locking in a sleeper hold. Megan has it locked in tight as Mai struggles to break free, elbowing Megan in the sides a couple of times. But her attempts wind up being all for naught so she switches up trying to reach for the ropes. The more Mai struggles, the more Megan locks in the hold until eventually Megan releases it and switches up the game plan. She does this by getting up to her feet and pulling Mai with her, attempting to hit a German suplex a few times (all blocked by Mai) before getting frustrated and shoving her away into the ropes. Mai tries to catch her breath by leaning on the ropes only for Megan to come charging forward before being lifted and dumped over the top to the arena floor by Mai, who crumples in a heap before slowly crawling away and putting some distance between her and Megan.
ONE…
TWO…
Megan starts to stir on the outside as Mai uses the opposite side ropes to pull herself back up to a vertical base.
THREE…
FOUR…
Mai is up but appears stumbly as Megan grasps the bottom rope and fully pulls herself up.
FIVE…
SIX…
Megan slides back into the ring and Mai charges forward, hitting Megan with a big boot to the side of the head the moment she gets up to a knee. Mai doesn’t stop there and fires off another kick, this time a roundhouse as Megan tries to get back up to her feet. Mai breathes heavily as she takes a step back, calculating her next move and allowing Megan to get back to her feet once again. Megan tries to take advantage of this and starts to charge forward, only to be cut off at the pass with a clothesline and then a headbutt from Mai. Mai releases a primordial scream before pulling Megan up hitting her with a sitout spinebuster.
ONE…
TWO…
TH..KICKOUT!
Both women are slow back to their feet and Megan fires off a forearm smash with Mai answering with a kick that Megan ducks. Megan fires off another forearm, Mai able to dodge it this time before turning around and hitting Megan with Fuyajou (iron claw slam).
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
Torres: Here is your winner… MAI SUZUKI!
Catriona: Mai Suzuki with a very impactful debut here in 1WM. Seems to me as she’s got a bright future ahead of her.
Astrid: Well that’s still left to be seen. She made an impact but can she keep it going?
Jacob and CJ are backstage when Butterscotch Munroe catches up to them.
Butterscotch Monroe: Um, excuse me Jacob? I don't mean to interrupt or anything.
The two men turn to look at Butterscotch with CJ quickly getting a smirk on his face as he shakes his head slightly.
Jacob Striker: Yes?
Butterscotch Monroe: I was wondering if you recently heard the comments by Erick Saint John concerning his challenge for the upcoming Legendary event or not?
Jake takes a deep breath before he lets it out before he tosses CJ a quick look before he turns his attention fully back to Butterscotch.
Jacob Striker: Yes, I've heard it and I've kept quiet about it because I wanted to come here and speak to the faithful about it. So if you'll please pardon me?
Butterscotch nods in agreement as Jake walks past her at which point the cameras cut to the ringside area as "Wonderful Life" by Bring Me The Horizon begins to play as Jacob Striker walks out with the world title held firmly in his right hand as he motions for a mic and is handed one as his music fades out.
Astrid: Why did this cracker jack need to come out here. I think he’s starting to become an attention whore.
Catriona: He is the only person to hold the 1WM Heavyweight Championship twice.
Astrid: The game of hot potato with that title between him and that has been ESJ is doing nothing but drag down its prestige. They’re making a joke of it.
Jacob Striker: You know, when I won this title from Jenn back in December, I was excited for a couple of reasons with one of them being me, only a couple of years into my wrestling career, won my first world championship anywhere and I was proud that you, the One Wrestle Movement, could be there to witness that epic event in my career...and the other thing that I was looking forward to was the fact that I would have the honor of fighting a wide range of opponents and seeing how far that I could get with this championship. Instead, I keep running into a recurring roadblock by the name of Erick Saint John and Team Human Centipede, who time and time again with their dogmatic bullshit keeps declaring that I'm an unfit champion simply because I have not just simply rolled over when the supposedly "almighty" Erick Saint John came for my title, and I know how badly that hurts poor little sycophant Damon Graves' whittle feelers each and every time.
The crowd laughs at the last part for a few seconds before it dies down again.
Jacob Striker: But I'm not here tonight to talk about Damon Graves and his obsession with me, no...I'm here tonight to address Erick Saint John and his challenge to have it out one more time over my world title at the next Legendary. A title that he feels, in his own self-absorbed self-righteous fucking way, should be his just because he's been a champion some many times before in other places and he feels that he's the right man to bring the "Honor" back to this championship because "he's just that fucking holy". But the point of the matter is that you're not, Erick. Any pretense that you might have had at bringing some serious respect back to this championship *DIED* the moment that you entered this company after I won it and tried to steal it from me that same night and no matter how hard you or Team Human Centipede try to justify your actions that night, there was no fucking excuse for what you tried and thus you have no high ground to walk on there, my old foe.
Jake stops and takes a moment to close his eyes and calm himself before he continues.
Jacob Striker: But for as much disrespect that you and your's keeps giving me, Erick...I have decided to *grant* your challenge for the next Legendary and so after having a long discussion with Cedric about it here tonight, the main event for Legendary Twenty Nine will be Erick Saint John versus Jacob Striker, one more fucking time for the One Wrestle Movement World's Heavyweight CHAMPIONSHIP!!
The crowds in Milwaukee explode in cheers as Jake thrusts his championship high into the air for a few seconds as he let's that soak in before his signature wolfish smile crosses his face as the crowd slowly starts to die down so that the "Real Rock'n'Rolla" can speak again.
Jacob Striker: But of course, if you think that I wouldn't go into this without doubling down on a couple of things, Erick, then you would not be wrong because in order to agree to this match, I spoke with my father about what I should do in this situation and in turn, I spoke with Cedric and as such here are the match conditions and they are *NOT* negotiable. But before we get to the rules, I want to make one simple request out of respect for your past accomplishments elsewhere and hope that you see reason to this...You will get your match, Erick, there's no question about that but I want you to fucking understand that this is the *LAST* time we're doing this. After this match, I want to face other people....be it El Diablo Blanco or Bianca Davis or that new guy in Zak Slovak, the point being is that I'm sick and fucking tired of being stuck in this badly partially taped over badly written remake VHS copy of Bill Murray's classic movie "Groundhog Day"...so, *when* you loose Erik, you've got to step the fuck aside and let someone else challenge me.
But as for the rules of the match, it's simple as this will be a straight up fucking fight between the two of us. The same kind of match that you had against Chris Slayton over in Pro Wrestling Nova a short while ago. The two of us will step into that very ring out there and we will fucking throw down with everything that we've fucking got until one of us is left standing...but it will just be the *TWO* of *US*!
I have asked and Cedric has agreed that there will be absolutely NOT ONE FUCKING BIT OF OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE IN THIS MATCH!! Meaning that there will be no Fallen Angels backing you up nor will there be anyone from the Mechanical Animals backing me up nor will the Kali Kartel, Q, Strike 2 Kill, or anyone else on this fucking roster or any other fucking roster get involved in this match, Erick, becuase it will be just *YOU* and *ME* for this championship!!
The crowds explode once more with cheers at this as Striker holds his championship up once more as he soaks in the cheers for a solid moment before he lowers it once more as the crowds grow silent.
Jacob Striker: And Erick, I told Cedric straight up that your *CAREER*...that was to be taken right off the fucking table. I never asked for it nor did I ever want it and I downright fucking *refuse* to take away your livelihood. I will only come gunning for that if you do something worthy of me taking your career away from you, fair? And in the end, there are no hidden agendas or secret rules…a straight up fight between two of the biggest bastards that this company has ever seen for its world championship as it should be.
And thus, there you have it, Erick. At Legendary, one way or another…we end this and you’ll shake my hand…but please Erick, I’m asking you right here and now to not make me regret my decision because I’m doing this out of *respect*, more than you’ve shown me or this company since you’ve come back. So come to Legendary, and bring me the best game that you’ve ever brought anybody because in the end, you’ll only have one of two decisions that night; To *SNAP* or *TAP*!!
“Wonderful Life” begins to play again as Jake tosses the mic back to the ring crew as he exits the ring as the screen cuts to commercial.
DEBUT MATCH
Marie Laurent vs. Nicole Smoke
Marie Laurent vs. Nicole Smoke
Nicole doesn’t wait for the ring bell to finish echoing before charging forward towards Marie. She starts clubbing at Marie’s back until Marie is on her knees, shielding her head from Nicole’s onslaught. Eventually Marie is able to swing a leg out, taking Nicole’s out from underneath her and turning the tides. Both women are quick to their feet and Nicole fires off a roundhouse kick that Marie ducks under before hitting Nicole with a backstabber. Nicole scrambles away, wrapping her limbs around the bottom rope and forcing the chasing Marie to retreat.
After Nicole stands back up on her feet, she clashes with Marie in the center. The two are wrapped up in a brawl like a couple of street cats, trading blows back and forth. Nicole manages to hit Marie with a short arm clothesline, pulling her back up to her feet only to be met with a fisherman suplex from Marie. Marie quickly kips back up and pulls Nicole to her feet, muttering something before hitting Model Kiss (hairflip ddt).
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… MARIE LAURENT!
Catriona: Another debuting roster member picking up a win here tonight.
Astrid: Getting a win over Nicole Smoak isn’t something you should write home about. Everyone’s beaten her.
Standing in front of a 1WM logo'd backdrop is Your Hero and Mine, Mark Storm, with a sinister smirk laying upon his lip.
Mark Storm: Since I arrived at One Wrestle Movement, things haven't been as plain-sailing as I would've hoped...
He pauses, reflecting on his words, rubbing his chin as he does so.
Mark Storm: I've suffered defeat after defeat, tribulation after tribulation, trial after trial, and still, I find myself at a standstill - not knowing where I stand. What I do know is, I'm wanting to make the most of my time here, and I want to optimize that and capitalize on the moment. This very moment, and say to the world that right now, despite all those losses and all those past failures, that I am still standing, strong, ready, and prepared for the next fight that comes my way. I remember when I debuted here against one Daniel Wolf, The Prodigy, the one who was meant to go on and accomplish great things here in 1WM but he isn't even here anymore... a lot of the names I've suffered losses too, they've been meandering, distant wanderers who become unknown... yet here I stand, ready to take the mantle, and grab onto what's next.
He clasps his hands together, a smirk growing on his face.
Mark Storm: What I want right now, is more than what I am getting. I want it all, ladies and gentlemen.
He allows a smirk to plant on his lips once again.
Mark Storm: And soon, it'll all be mine.
The scene cuts to black.
SINGLES MATCH
Mark Storm vs. Rieca Alejandro
Mark Storm vs. Rieca Alejandro
Rieca starts off the match by grabbing a handful of Mark’s hair and pulling him to the center of the ring, showcasing her hostility by driving a knee up into his stomach a few times. Mark staggers back, clutching at his abdomen. But the relentless Rieca doesn’t give him a chance to breathe, hitting him with a dropkick into the ropes before nailing a picturesque bridging german suplex as he comes rebounding back, keeping the bridge intact for a pin attempt.
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!!
Rieca is none too pleased by this and argues with the referee, backing him up into a corner as she berates him. This allows Mark to regain his composure and get back to his feet. Rieca turns around and is blasted by a discus elbow strike from Mark. He then quickly fires off a chest kick before following it up with a high intensity combo of hand strikes before capping it all off with a spinning back kick. The two then have a back and forth exchange, trading kicks, punches and strikes until Mark grabs Rieca by the wrist, whipping her off into the ropes. As she comes running back, she’s hit with a back body drop by a waiting Mark. He pulls her up to her feet and hits her with a bicycle knee, causing her to stumble backward into the ropes. This then opens the door for Mark to hit Rieca with Storm Search (springboard cutter).
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… Mark Storm!
Catriona: Rieca seems to have lost her groove a little bit since The Headhunters aligned themselves with Sandra Rose.
Astrid: Sandy Ass doesn’t know what she’s doing just like when she was in charge of the tour. The only reason she’s out from under her rock is to get some…
Catriona: And that is our cue to move on to the next segment of our show.
SINGLES MATCH
Blake Belladonna vs. El Diablo Blanco
Blake Belladonna vs. El Diablo Blanco
Blake and Diablo shake hands in the center of the ring before circling a few times and then finally locking up. And after the usual pushing back and forth, Blake scrambles around and tries to wrap her arms around Diablo’s waist. But Diablo is able to break free the moment her hands are locked in front of him, forcing her to quickly come up with another plan of attack. Before Diablo can turn around and react, Blake leaps up and pulls him back, driving her knees into his spine with a backstabber. Blake then quickly mounts the backyard veteran, raining down a series of forearm smashes and punches before dropping a leg across his through with a leg drop. Blake pulls Diablo up to his feet, firing off a roundhouse kick. Diablo does his best to duck it but catches the tail end of the kick. Blake smirks a little bit before hitting a swinging neckbreaker.
ONE…
TWO…
TH…KICKOUT!
Blake leans down to pull Diablo up, only to be caught in a roll up attempt that she gets out of before the referee has a chance to start a count. Both competitors scramble up to their feet, glaring daggers at one another. Blake goes to attempt a suplex, only to have it blocked by Diablo. She tries again… gets the same result. You can see the frustration starting to build on her face as she goes for a third attempt, this time Diablo counters it and hits Blake with a scoop slam. Diablo pulls Blake up and this time whips her off into the closest corner before hitting her with a series of 10 punches. Blake stumbles out of the corner and immediately finds herself lifted and slammed down to the mat with a spinebuster from Diablo. After a few more moments of back and forth action, Blake manages to whip Diablo off into the ropes… but she’s rolled up again as he comes rebounding back.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Torres: Here is your winner… El Diablo Blanco!
Astrid: I really, really want this tard gone from 1WM. He’s a walking liability and has had no proper training. What will it take for him to be gone?
Catriona: You might not like him but you had to admit he’s defied the odds time after time.
Astrid: Yeah that won’t be happening. NEXT!
“Bad Bitch” by Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as the fans boo loudly, as out from the back looking as angry as possible stomping to the ring is none other than Queen Bianca Davis dazzling as usually in her royal garb with a black crown instead of her traditional gold one. Her cape matching that with a purple and black look to match her dress, Veronica is dressed in an expensive-looking black dress, big sunglasses, and black high heels. The Queen has a disgusted look on her face not caring about the negative reaction same with Veronica they don’t really have time for pomp and circumstance as usual instead of taking the time to taunt the fans they spend most of it yelling at them with Veronica motioning with her scepter. As she shoves the cameras back who get too close to her, The normally smug duo yell at the referee to lower the ropes for her as they order a stage hand to hand them two microphones as The Queen motions for her music to cut as Veronica soon begins to speak.
Veronica Taylor: All rise for your queen, the pinnacle of One Wrestling Movement, the rightful number one contender to the Pride Championship the woman, exudes class and elegance you will forever and now on address her as Queen BIANCA DAVIS!
The fans boo loudly as Bianca takes the microphone she smiles at Veronica before it turns into a scowl as she soon begins to speak in a loud demanding tone.
Bianca Davis: SHUTTTTTT UPPPPP YOU LOWLY PEASANTS! I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOUR NONSENSE, BECAUSE I GOT A LOT TO SAY AND YOU’RE ALL GOING TO FUCKING HERE IT!
The boos get louder, as Bianca rolls her eyes disgusted as Veronica tries to console her a bit, as she then yells even louder.
Bianca Davis: I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP YOU MOUTHBREATHERS!
The boos reach even louder levels, as the fans quiet down just enough so Bianca Davis can speak this time in a posh heavily accented tone.
Bianca Davis: Much better, yes even you losers are capable of learning. Now, last show Legendary 28 was a complete and utter travesty first my representative Joshua Samons Esq. Had informed me that if I didn’t wrestle I would be suspended because somehow the idiots who run this place can’t figure out that I am the biggest star they have left. I mean lets be honest when I first came here, this company was filled with the top talents in this sport! Even if I disliked them!
The boos only seemed to get louder as Bianca looked into the camera.
Bianca Davis: Answer me this where are they now The Arley Kirks, The Jenn Drews, Brien Storm, Lash Donohue, [redacted], Stasi, Ricky Staton, and even gag [redacted]? Oh, right they split and are no longer here! Why? Because this company thinks it can treat it’s stars like crap they think that they can control the damn narrative. Here's the newsflash for all of you in the office out of all the old major names. I am the last one you have left! I am the one who is your biggest social media presence I am the one who has constantly been here since the first year putting in the work time and time again and you want to act like I am the problem! Here's a news flash I don’t need this company this company needs me.
The fans boo loudly at the statement but she was clearly enraged. As she counties on.
Bianca Davis: Face your low lives know that this is true. See that tantrum as you've been calling it was months of frustration and months of trying to do things the nice way but you know what that never got me anywhere now did it? No, what it got me was constantly pushed to the back of the line in favor of flavors of the month, it got me pinned last week, and that and biased officiating tell me referee was that a fast count?
Veronica holds her mic to the referee as he says.
Referee: I have seen the footage, and no it was…
Bianca slaps the taste out of his mouth as the fans boo loudly as she puts the microphone up to her lips.
Bianca Davis: WRONG GOD DAMN ANSWER! Again no longer am I playing nice with you worms. Speaking of flavors of the month pushed back for the likes of El Diablo Blanco, ,a man who lost not once but twice in his opportunities, to the likes of Keli Saint a woman who is the epitome of trailer trash. A woman who attacked me from behind because she couldn’t deal with the fact I am prettier, more talented, and a bigger star than she will ever be, Mackenzie Roberts a woman who blends into the background and got destroyed by Rei Park? Or what about Erick Saint John, a man who just came back last year as some sort of renaissance man? All and all I am sick of the mistreatment. I am sick of it. The biggest joke was your threat to suspend me. Let me make this clear to you.
Queen Bianca Davis puts her face toward the camera.
Bianca Davis: Suspending me would have been the biggest mistake in this company's history! Because I could go anywhere hell Hollywood has been calling me and Veronica left and right? So trust us when we say this we don’t need the money. Though more is always good, we can make more in one day than all of you will see in your lifetimes. Speaking of suspensions where were you, idiots, when my partner her was getting assaulted by the disgusting beast that you call the Glory Champion, were you morons when Keon faked his injury the month prior, where you when I got assaulted from behind by a jealous Keli Saint? No were to be found now you want to act like there are standards? Puhlease!
Veronica nodded her head in agreement taking the time to take a few selfies as she then returned to clapping for Bianca.
Bianca Davis: Me, and Veronica here are done playing your games, we are done playing by your rules. From now on, we do things our way if you got a problem with that, suspend us or fire us, we don't care! Because mark my words 2022 is the year the Duchess The Star of the Show Veronica Taylor, and Your Queen Bianca Davis take what is rightfully ours, we will both be champions by the end of this damn year. Because quite frankly we are your best hope for the salvation of this company. No titles are safe The Tag Team, The Pride, The World title at any given time whenever I deem it I will snap my fingers and it will happen. The Royal Court shall take what we want and leave you all in the dust of history. Joshua so you know I don’t care if it's any of your other clients holding gold. If they got what the My court wants then they have no choice but to hand it over and bend the knee or it's OFF WITH THEIR HEADS! For now on I will only answer to Queen Bianca Davis, and this woman is your star, your a list superstar The Duchess of Beauty of Grace Veronica Taylor.
The boos are super loud as Bianca then lets out an evil laugh. She has lost her mind, Veronica at first looks a bit apprehensive but soon starts clapping for her bestie as she takes the time to say loudly and clearly.
Veronica Taylor: All HAIL QUEEN BIANCA DAVIS!
The boos are loud as Bad Bitch By Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as The now Royal Court leaves the ring. As they leave in a huff the staff members stay away from the visibly off-the-rails Queen. As the scene fades to black.
MAIN EVENT
GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
“The Bullet with the Mullet” Patti Rose vs. “The Mean Machine” Jay Aguero
GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
“The Bullet with the Mullet” Patti Rose vs. “The Mean Machine” Jay Aguero
Torres: The following GLORY TWENTY-ONE MAIN EVENT MATCH is for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP and it is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
”The Warrior” by Scandal plays as Patti Rose makes her way down to the ring.
Torres: Introducing first from Dallas, Texas...weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds...standing at a height of five feet seven inches….she is The Bullet with the Mullet...PATTIIIIIIIII ROSSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Astrid: She's going to need to prove that his nickname means something tonight!
Catriona: Well, we know for sure that Patti Rose won't back down from a challenge.
Astrid: A pissed off Jay is a little more than a challenge, if you ask me...
“As I Am” by Dream Theater hits the arena sound system. Jay Aguero, Glory title belt over his shoulder, steps out from the back and slowly walks down to the ring. The fans boo him, but he completely ignores it while keeping his eyes glued to Patti Rose in the ring.
Torres: And her opponent...hailing from Chicago, Illinois….weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds….standing at a height of six feet even….he is the current reigning and defending 1WM Glory Champion…he is the Mean Machine...JAAAYYYYYYY AGUERRRRROOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Catriona: Would you look at the look on his face?
Astrid: I told you...Patti Rose is NOT going to enjoy this!
DING DING DING!!!
Jay steps into the ring to get things started. Patti uses this as an opportunity to show off just how fearless she can be. She runs across the ring and immediately begins to brawl with Jay, stopping at nothing to keep him from getting settled. Blow after blow connects with the Machine. The fans are on their feet, absolutely thrilled by what they're seeing! The referee seems like he's going to try and take control of the situation, but his protests do nothing to slow Patti down.
Unfortunately for Patti, however, Jay does manage to slow her down. The Champ shoves Patti away, and though Patti only staggers a few steps, it's enough for Jay to charge forward and nearly boot Patti's head off of her shoulders! Patti crashes hard to the mat! Jay stands over her looking more pissed than anything. The fans, of course, boo him.
Catriona: You can't fault Patti Rose for the strategy, but you can't help but wonder if she basically secured her own defeat by pissing Jay off.
Patti tries to pull herself back up to her feet. She glares at Jay. Aguero seems almost amused by the fact. He then steps toward Patti and begins to club away on her back. Blow after blow hits Patti, but the Bullet with the Mullet nonetheless drags herself back to her feet. Jay shoves Patti back against the ropes and nails her in the mouth with an elbow shot. He then shoots her across the ring. Jay steps toward the center of the ring and lifts Patti high into the air on the rebound---slamming her to the mat with a big back body drop! Patti once again tries to pull herself back up to her feet, but Jay stays surprisingly aggressively. He quickly closes the gap between himself and Patti, hitting her in the mouth with a few hard right hands that sends Patti stumbling around the ring to try and find an escape.
Patti finally grabs hold of the ropes and stops herself. Jay's eyes go wide with excitement as he charges at Patti as quickly as he can, perhaps hoping to send her out to the floor. Unfortunately for Jay, Patti just BARELY gets her foot in the air in time. She kicks Jay in the jaw. Jay stumbles around for just a moment, which gives Patti the opening she needs to run across the ring and hit the big man with a clubbing blow! Jay stays upright, but Patti doesn't let this deter her. She bounces off of the ropes and delivers a second clubbing blow to the big man---this one also causing Jay to stumble. Patti shakes her head, a small “One More Time!” chant coming from the crowd. Patti nods and bounces off of the ropes. Before she can actually hit Jay again, the Champ lifts Patti into the air and delivers a devastating spinebuster! The fans go silent as Jay calmly covers Patti.
One…
Two…
THRE…KICK OUT!!
Catriona: It was looking like Patti actually got caught up in the moment there and it almost cost her the match!
Astrid: Let's be real, Cat...do you REALLY think that Jay is going to give this woman another sliver of offense? I don't!
Jay seems almost amazed that Patti Rose was able to kick out. Nonetheless, he shakes his head and grabs Patti by the hers. He drags Patti to her feet and hits her with a throat thrust! Patti nearly falls to the mat, but succeeds in keeping herself upright once again. Jay seems rather annoyed at the level of effort that Patti is giving in the match. He calmly drags her into the center of the ring and drives his knee hard into Patti's ribs. Patti doubles over in pain and drops down to the mat. She pulls herself back up to her feet and turns to face Jay, who wraps two hands around Patti's neck! The referee starts to count for the disqualification.
One…
Two…
Three...Jay tries to lift Patti into the air.
Before he actually can, Patti begins to kick at Jay's leg. Jay has no choice but to release the hold. Patti immediately bounces off of the ropes, ducking underneath Jay's clothesline attempt. She grabs the big man from behind and SOMEHOW lifts him into the air for a big German suplex! She bridges it into a pin attempt..
One…
Two…
THRE…POWER OUT!!
Catriona: I didn't know Patti was capable of THAT!
Astrid: I don't think anyone did! It's a shame she didn't win with it.
Jay tries to pull himself back up to his feet, finally looking a bit worse for wear. Patti seems to notice this as she ups her aggression. Patti hits Jay with a series of elbows and knees to try and wear the Mean Machine down. Each blow connects perfectly, but Patti gets thrown away from Jay. Patti regains her balance just as Jay grabs hold of her once again. Patti spins out of Jay's grasp, grabs him from behind, and this time delivers a BIG codebreaker! Jay hits the mat and Patti covers again.
One…
Two…
THRE…POWER OUT!!
Catriona: Regardless of whether that was an act of desperation or just a sign of Patti Rose's cleverness...it's hard to ignore that she's kept herself alive in this match.
Astrid: Here's the problem with Jay, my beautiful wife. You can hit him, knock him down, and nearly beat him. But if you don't actually put him away and get out of there? You're absolutely screwed.
While Astrid continues to insist that the match is far from over, Patti stands back and continues to wait for Jay to do the same. She slaps her knee a few times, which draws quite a reaction from the fans that know what's coming next. Jay continues to stagger back up to his feet. Once he's finally up, Patti charges across the ring as quickly as she can. Though she wants to deliver a flying knee, Jay is able to charge forward and cut Patti off with a big clothesline! Patti crashes to the mat for her efforts, but wisely makes her way over to the ropes and keeps Jay from going for the cover.
Catriona: Jay knew what was coming...
Astrid: Well, Patti is the one who thought it would be a good idea to slap her knee before hitting Jay with it!
Patti finally pulls herself back up to her feet with the help of the ropes. Jay steps toward her and yanks Patti away from the ropes. He pulls Patti into the air and drops her down onto the nearest turnbuckle with a snake eyes! Patti uses the ropes to remain upright, but this unfortunately puts her EXACTLY where Jay wants her! Jay runs forward and delivers a big boot that sends Patti down to the floor outside of the ring! Jay steps out and follows, ignoring the boos.
Catriona: This is probably the WORST thing that could happen to Patti Rose. You give Jay room to play around...
Astrid: And he'll definitely play! Do you think the rules matter to him?!
Patti finally drags herself back up to her feet. Jay steps toward her and delivers another throat thrust that sends Patti staggering along the side of the ring. Smirking, Jay waits patiently for Patti to drag herself back up to her feet. Once Patti is up, Jay charges and tries to strike again---only to get caught with a drop toe hold that sends Jay's head bouncing off of the steel steps! Jay struggles to pull himself back up to his feet, with the referee insisting that the two wrestlers make it back into the ring and continue their match there.
Astrid: Poor ref. Doesn't seem to realize that he's not getting control of this one...
Catriona: Well, it depends. Patti cares about the rules!
Astrid: Like that's stopped Jay before.
The challenger seems as though she's going to try and play things fair. She grabs hold of Jay's head and tries to roll him into the ring. Jay responds by hitting Patti hard in the ribs with an elbow shot. He follows it up with a second. Patti slowly staggers away. Jay turns toward Patti and smirks. He shakes his head and then charges, Patti responds by stepping forward and trying to send Jay to the floor with a thrust kick! Jay catches Patti's foot in the air and blocks the attempt. Jay throws Patti down to the floor. He then turns around and makes his way over to the announce table.
Catriona: I don't like where this is going…
Astrid: We should get the hell outta here!
Jay hurries and clears the announce table. The referee pleads for Jay to make it back into the ring. Jay ignores him and tries to turn his attention back toward Patti. Rose suddenly lunges at Jay and tackles him off of his feet much to the delight of the fans! The two continue to brawl on the floor with Patti throwing everything that she can at Jay. Both make it back up to their feet, continuing to fight with each other. Jay finally takes control of the situation by lifting Patti into the air and dropping her face-first onto the edge of the announce table! Patti drops to her knees, and in the ring, the referee continues to try and take control of the situation. Jay ignores him and wraps his hand around Patti's throat!
Suddenly, the fans roar in approval. Jay looks around. Silas Jessup charges in. He knocks Jay down to the floor and the referee immediately signals for the bell! Barely conscious, Patti falls to the floor and just seconds later.
Torres: The winner of this match due to the disqualification…AND STILL the Glory Champion…Jay Aguero!!
Jay doesn't even seem to notice the ref calling the match. He pops back up to his feet and brawls with Silas Jessup. Silas tackles Jay back against the guardrail and hits him with blow after blow. Silas then steps back and charges forward to send Jay into the crowd with a clothesline. Jay responds by ducking down and launching Silas into the crowd! Silas hits the floor hard. Jay steps out to meet him and the two men battle out of sight---fans keeping security from breaking the two behemoths up as quickly as they'd like to.
Astrid: Well that’s everything I guess. Now if that mullet wench will go back into oblivion we’d have a damn good Glory from here on out.
Catriona: That’s for tuning in ladies and gentleman!