Friday Night Foundations XX

Bash Blackstone: …and from now on, we can live our own fairytale, right here in House of Wrestling. These walls will be our castle, and you will be queen!

We open backstage in the office of none other than Bash Blackstone, House of Wrestling Chief Operating Officer. Over the last year we’ve gotten a lot of looks into his office, so at this point its recognizable even if you didn’t know them. On top of that, Bash’s favorite accessory is always hanging out in there, Veronica Taylor. Naturally, they are lounging about.

Bash Blackstone: Two weeks ago, you showed all those naysayers that you don’t even need my help to win your matches. Everyone who claimed it was all me, now look at them. You earned that win with me locked in my office. That was one thing I was happy about that night, I did get to watch my Superstarlet get her hand raised from my office monitor.

In the same office now, he points to the monitor for the ring in the corner. Of course he always needed to know what was happening during the show airing.

Bash Blackstone: I figured since you did such a good job on the last Foundations, you should’ve have to put in extra work tonight. You’ve already proven yourself, no need to get into the ring with yet another undeserving competitor. Even though KERBEROS is grungey and slimy, you still got in the ring with him, and made sure you won. The Superstarlet always knocks down the ones in her way, no matter who it is. The sooner that Alex and Davina get that through their head, the sooner we can all get on with our lives.

He paused for a moment, but a second later it looked as if a lightbulb went off in his head.

Bash Blackstone: Oh I almost forgot…

Bash disappeared off camera, coming back with a box. He undoes the latch, opening it and bringing out a diamond-studded tiara.

Bash Blackstone: A couple weeks back when at Tiffany’s when you were trying on a necklace, I picked up this tiara. As I said, you will be my queen, and nothing was going to be to the standards of my Superstarlet unless it sparkles!

Veronica looks at it smiling brightly touched as she grabbed it carefully , before placing it on her head, it completed the look, indeed she was now truly royalty in House of Wrestling, rather anyone recongized it or not. The Superstarlet soon spoke proudly as she said.

Veronica Taylor: This truly completes the look and the Superstarlet knows all about that thank you Bashy, you know how to make a girl feel vauled that is for sure, and speaking of since this is our fairytale and we hold ultimate power here it is time everyone else learned that, and with how Davina and Alex think they can go around disrespecting our..I mean your authority something must be done this match is a start but I am thinking something much more drastic. Something to remind them that if they don’t fall in line they will never make it in this company.

Veroncia said with a sneer she was all business tonight when it came to Davina King and Alex Andrews. Davina, had cost Veroncia a many of matches, and even locked Bash Blackstone in hisoffice, and Alex had pinned Veronica, and her personal trainer on two separate occasions.

Veronica Taylor: Something that they will know their palace in the grand scheme of thigns around here last wek making them fight eachother was genius, but we top tha at thai week, Jenson shows them why he is a step above them.

Veronica smiled, before speaking in almost a regal posh tone.

Veronica Taylor: Oh yeah that monster thought he was going to beat me and that I had no shot but the refree counted one, two and three fairly might I add with no added pressure to do so mind you. He should be finned for that unprovoked assault like that on that innocent man.

Bash Blackstone: You are right as always…

He tips his head a little and shakes it from side to side.

Bash Blackstone: That poor referee was simply doing his job the correct and honest way and was attacked for no reason. But look at you, all caring. It is just like the Superstarlet to be the most caring person in the building. I’m going to get on that fine as we speak. And you know what, now that you mention it, if anyone locks me in the my office tonight then I’m going to dsh out another fine! If anyone tries to lay a hand on us tonight, another fine!

Bash laughed, believing Veronica to have come up with the perfect way to get Alex, Davina and whoever else to play by their rules.

Bash Blackstone: As for Homecoming, I think another handicap match might be fun. I originally thought you and Jenson could team up and then I thought that I would LOVE to get in the ring with you two. The SuperStarlet can show me how it’s done up close and personal! I haven’t decided yet which one we will go against. I suppose it depends on what happens tonight. What do you think?

Veronica smiled at him proud of him, and the suggestion he had just came up with.

Veronica Taylor: Exactly, hurt their little pocket books and they will play by the rules quite simple really. I am so sick of people taking advantage of your kind and generous nature it’s bullshit quite frankly. I will be at ringside to ensure fairness simple enough? I mean who knows more about fairness than me?

Veronica said shrugging her shoulders.

Veronica Taylor: What a marvelous idea and with me and Jenson they really wouldn’t stand a chance against us. I mean, how many tims do we have to beat them? They should be over it by now but yet they keep coming back its disgusting.

Bash Blackstone: It’s like dealing with children sometimes I swear…gives me a headache…

Bash held a hand up to his head, walking over to his desk and reaching inside. Looks like he pulled some advil from the drawer.

Bash Blackstone: All you’ve ever done is be kind and generous. You have even allowed people to check themselves with YOUR mirror in the middle of their match and they have the audacity to break your mirror! What if they had won and their makeup was running? Or when you’ve tried to help fix someone’s hair with your hairspray. Did they really want their hand raised with messed up hair? But of course they don’t thank you! Ugh!

He tosses the advil into his mouth, followed by a chug of a waterbottle.

Bash Blackstone: But you’re right as always, you’ve always been so fair. That’s why we need you down at ringside. Davina has been KNOWN to get involved in peoples matches, and cannot be trusted! With you there, everything will be fair on both sides!

He nodded his head, returning back to Vero.

Bash Blackstone: I know, my Superstarlet, things have been tough for us. It’s not right, you deserve better. I don’t know how many times you have to beat Davina, but I’m hoping this next time will be the LAST time. I believe I’ve found a way…a little loophole… to cut the rest of her contract! It will be oh so glorious!

Veronica smirked, as she fluffed her hair before speaking.

Veronica Taylor: Ah yes, that mirror incident they are just trashy people with no taste at all. I mean have you seen what they call fashion? Its a joke really, and yes I am very generous but sometimes even that has limits and tonight is a reminder we all know we can’t trust Davina but she makes one false move she will be dealt with.

Veronica can't help but laugh a bit as she then spoke.

Veronica Taylor: That wouldn’t be a loss at all, the last thing this show needs is Davina King honestly. I am so sick of dealing with her, and her stupidty I am sick of Alex Andrews, I should be in the running for a title shot quite frankly. Not dealing with two women who don’t understand how the world works.

The duo roll their eyes, and continue speaking of dastardly plans as the scene fades.

Match Three CJ Bradley vs Siren (w/ Caliban) CJ Bradley was already almost a champion in House of Wrestling when she fought for the Pure Championship. She's remained at the top of the pack ever since, the deadly technician of the queens. She goes up against Siren tonight to prove she can step out on her own, to go for the top prize despite another Queen being near there. The first portion of the match is very much a game of keep away and holds when you can get your hands on your opponent. Siren has been doing well for herself since ditching her old manager and aligning with Caliban but still has yet to have that big break yet. She's coming at CJ with hard hits that she caps off with a spinning calf kick. Bradley kips up to her feet but walks right into a kick to her gut, which Siren then throws into a suplex position. She lifts CJ up for a suplex but then drops her forward onto her knee! Siren hooks CJ's leg hoping for a quick win, but Bradley kicks out. Siren isn't looking to allow CJ any breathing room, so Bradley is forced to take it herself by landing a stiff uppercut. Siren attempts to bound back with a tilt-a-whirl move but CJ spins her into a devastating backbreaker! Siren arches her back in pain, prompting CJ to go into a surfboard stretch in order to capitalize on that area. Siren has to work her way to the ropes, gaining a ropebreak. However one she's on her feet, CJ reaches around her waist and nails her with a Straightjacket german suplex! She applies the bridge but Siren kicks out just before the two. Cj gets Siren up again, whipping her across the ring. Siren rushes back and leaps into double knees that catches Bradley in the chest. Siren bounds off the ropes as CJ is getting to her knees, and jumps into the air. She lands a basement huricanrana driver that plants CJ's face into the canvas! Siren connects with a standing moonsault just after, looking for another pin attempt only to see CJ get her shoulder up yet again. CJ rolls across the ring and sits in the corner, but Siren follows her. She puts her foot to Bradley's throat, giving her a foot choke in the corner. She steps back, rushing forward into a running knee but CJ rolls out of the way! Instead, Siren's knee collides with the post of the turnbuckle! As Siren stumbles back in pain, CJ throws her into a tiger driver! But Siren is able to spins up and over Bradley's right arm! She lands behind CJ, and lifts her up into the Tears of Misery (Vertebreaker)! But before she could drop down, CJ Bradley hooks one of her legs on the ropes. Siren is unable to step away from the ropes and is yanked back, dropping CJ on one side. Bradley is able to spin out, to the mat, and using the arm that was still attached, arm drag Siren down to the mat! She transitions into the Gearshift (Modified Cloverleaf)! Siren tries to fight it but is eventually forced to tap! WINNER CJ Bradley FINISHING MOVE Gearshift (Modified Cloverleaf)

We cut backstage to the locker room of the Queens of Chaos. There we see Jessi Ozborne and Faizah Marshall seated on a bench next to each other, getting ready for their respective matches that night. Just then, Devyn Mitchell comes into the room, microphone at the ready.

Devyn Mitchell:
“Ladies, I wanted to talk with you about what The Queens have in store for them tonight. The Division—”

Jessi cuts Devyn off, with a fat eye roll coming from her right beforehand.

Jessi Ozborne:
“Devyn, what is there to talk about? The Division are nothing but a bunch of cheap shot artists pretending to be a dominant force. We’re tired of having to deal with them, and yet here we are. The Queens—”

Faizah holds her hand out across Jessi’s chest, causing her to pause. A solemn look crosses her face, as it seems as though she has something she needs to get off her chest.

Faizah Marshall:
“I don’t feel like a Queen right now. I... feel like a fraud.”

Both Devyn and Jessi give their full, undivided attention to Faizah, her opening words striking a cord with both of them.

Faizah Marshall:
“For the first time I can finally admit that I used to have it easy. For those in the House of Wrestling audience who aren’t that familiar with me, before I became a professional wrestler I was a literal prodigy. Name a musical instrument, I could play it. Introduce me to a sport, basketball, soccer, you name it, I rose to the top by snapping my finger. The Best At Everything isn’t a fancy moniker to push merchandise. I was literally the best, at, everything. So when I randomly came across professional wrestling on my television screen I told myself I could do that, how hard it could be? For the past couple years I did well for myself. A top student at MWE’s Academy... but not the best. I held the MWE Cloud Gate Championship for two hundred and ninety fives days... the second longest reign. Not the first. I had a little help keeping the championship around my waist. I can’t even make the argument I was the best champion in that lineage.”

“It wasn’t until the hardships I ran into in House of Wrestling that made me realize I wasn’t the best at everything. I’m not even the best in the Queens of Chaos. Probably the worst of us if I’m being completely honest. All I’ve done is fail to win every big match management has given me. I don’t feel worthy to call myself a Queen...”

Faizah lowers her head momentarily sighing in resignation. Running her hands through her hair, she lifts her head up to address the audience.

Faizah Marshall:
“That’s how I feel right now. I don’t have to feel this way forever. Part of being a Queen is overcoming adversity. I’m still here. I haven’t run away. Even if I don’t have a match at the upcoming Homecoming event, I will use my hardships as motivation to rise above. I never ever want to feel like I did two weeks ago when Gloria Ramirez made me tap out. Being in the same ring with Gloria and Tomoko, two women who have dealt me embarrassing losses, stared each other down trying to decide who the alpha in the Kingdom is, was my rock bottom. I NEVER want to be in that predicament again. Having to read McKena Hardy’s tweet about me knowing my place pissed me off.”

Faizah scowls.

Faizah Marshall:
“I know where my place ISN’T... at the bottom. I may not be the best at everything, Goddammit I am not below The Division. I am one thousand percent confident about that. I am going to do better. One day I will prove I am worthy of being called a Queen of Chaos; letting Jessi and the rest of the girls down is not an option. Hardy, bite me. I’m putting you in your place tonight, bitch!”

Jessi gives Faizah a pat on the shoulder before beginning to speak again.

Jessi Ozborne:
“And that’s what it comes down to, Dev. You know, months ago, we were called the delusional ones for claiming we would do whatever it takes for all of us to rise to the top. But what Faizah did right there is the same thing we’ve been doing from the start, and that’s owning up to our misfortunes before tearing a hole straight through them and repeating the process. “Shed Your Skin, and Begin Again”, yeah that’s a neat catchphrase, really nice to put on a shirt. To us, though? It means something, and what just happened there is exactly it.”

“True delusion lies with The Division. It’s like they said, they’re nothing but a bunch of cheap shot artists masquerading as a threat. They seem to think they’re worldbeaters, that they’re unstoppable. If you want my opinion, they’re all just flies on a windshield. And just like flies on a windshield, it doesn’t take just one stroke from the wipers to push them off, it takes several. Tonight is the first stroke, Homecoming is the next, then we’ll keep doing it however many times we have to do until they’re done being a blight to our patience. That ain’t a threat, that’s a promise. And when the Queens promise, they deliver. Now we’re gonna finish getting ready, but I’m sure the crowd’ll finish that off for me.”

And just like that they do, with the crowd’s chanting of “You’re. Fucking. Welcome.” being muffled through the walls of the building. Devyn takes off, leaving Jessi and Faizah to finish off getting ready as we fade.

Match Four Jenna Sharpe vs KERBEROS One of the favorites to take the Golden Nightmares match has to be Jenna Sharpe. She's been a stellar technician ever since coming to House of Wrestling, and has impressed at every turn. There's no doubts that Sharpe would be an incredible addition to the Grand Championship division. She looks to prove that, but KERBEROS looks to prove the opposite. The bell rings and the two begin to circle on another. They go in for a tie up that Kerberos wins out of strength. She transitions Jenna into a full nelson lock. Of course it's not going to last very long and even he knows that, which is why he takes them down to the mat with a full nelson bomb. Once there he tries to latch a dragon sleeper onto Sharpe, but Jenna is able to wiggle out and away from him. She's on her feet first, leaping into a wheelbarrow facebuster once Kerberos is up. As Jenna walks over to Kerberos, he surprisingly leaps up with a shotgun lariat! Kerberos deadlifts her from he ground, up into a sitout powerbomb! He tucks her in for a pin attempt but Jenna kicks out. This time he waits for Jenna to get up, rushing her once she does. However, she's able to connect with a combo she calls Short Drop, Sudden Stop - (Atomic drop followed by a basement dropkick). She tries for a cover with a kickout from Kerberos. On the mat, she applies a hammerlock but is hit in the face with a hard elbow from Kerberos. She stumbles back, giving Kerberos time to get to his feet, before he smashes Jenna with a headbutt. She stumbles back again, trying her damndest not to fall to the mat. This is when Kerberos grabs hold of her and plants her with the Fall of Icarus (Stiff Dragon Stuplex)! The crowd winces as Sharpe is almost folded in him from the impact, and Kerberos bridges it up for a pin attempt. Jenna kicks up her legs and gets her shoulder up before the three! Jenna is really feeling it now, having kicked out but remains on the canvas. Kerberos walks over to her, grabbing her by the hair and yanking her up. He puts her in a suplex position, lifting her up and placing her in a seated position on the top rope. He climbs up himself, landing a stiff forearm. But Jenna isn't about to go down without a fight! Sharpe begins landing right hand after right hand to Kerberos, forcing him to jump back to keep from falling. He lands on his feet on the mat, and Jenna stands up on the second rope. She leaps into what looks like a tornado DDT! But as they fall to the canvas, Jenna kicks her legs out from under her, causing her to fall to the mat on her stomach while still holding Kerberos' head. However, she knows what she's doing, keeping hold of his head and once on the mat, flipping over him into the Devil's Trap (Last Chancery)! Kerberos tries to hold out for a while, but cannot move and is forced to eventually tap out after pushing his pain limit to the brink! WINNER Jenna Sharpe FINISHING MOVE Devil's Trap (Last Chancery)

Cut to a...Giant bonfire. Yes, you read that right. A giant bonfire in the middle of a open field at night. Crescent moon in the air, stars peppering the sky, evil hordes...

Sort of evil hordes. From the mild VHS flickering and tracking at the bottom of the screen, this is once again a segment from the Beast of Berkness, The Orchid Serpent, Lolth’s Chosen (at least outside the Underdark), and probably many nicknames that will follow. The evil hordes in question look to be about five cosplayers painted and dressed up to look like cultists. Purple robes, golden bangles on their wrists, a golden spider symbol across the front of their hoods and spider web splotches on the robes proper.

When the camera goes for a wideshot, it looks like there are hundreds of them surrounding the bonfire but in reality...This is probably some cool CGI tricks and special effects to make it look like five LARPers somehow made an army. From the darkness a throne of exquisite blackwood and spider web thread (see: white silly string) begins fading into reality...Or rolling in. Your pick. Ryl of Scardale rises from her blackwood throne, before raising her arms.

Cultists: RYL! RYL! RYL OF SCARDALE!

The Orchid Serpent raises her hand to silence the loyal masses. She comes closer to the bonfire, her features and purple hair highlighted as well as the mark of Lolth highlighted over her eye. She makes devil horns with both hands or...Maybe she’s channeling Scarlet Witch, whose to really say here. Her eyes dart around, clad in her ring gear as well as black pauldrons and a flowing silvery cape. Ryl draws her sword from the hip and strikes it to the ground, holding your standardfare fantasy pose.

Cue cool video cut to make her look badass.

Ryl of Scardale: My fellow followers of Lolth, my acolytes...We have failed to attain a path to the legendary artifact, a vestige of the House of Wrestling’s long forgotten arcane energies...The Belt of Champion’s Civility.

The cultists of Lolth boo and hiss and groan and one of them brays like a donkey. One of other cultists stops playing in character to mutter ‘Fucking really, Kyle? Keep your shit right, this isn’t community theatre’. Ryl however pretends to ignore that.

Ryl of Scardale: Early days, friends. Early days. Lolth will not be denied, and even though the Gods looked to smile down on Bea Carter and her prodigious forehead...There will be other opportunities. Other artifacts of great power. For our purposes mayhaps...We may turn attention to something else.

Ryl shuffles her hand in a pouch and heaves a little bit of powder. The bonfire snarls and roars...Before turning into a red flame (because of some cheap homebrew CGI once again, thank God for Adobe). There in the firelight is a ‘magical’ image of the House of Wrestling Violent Championship, somehow floating in the smoke before it fades away.

Cultists: Ooohhh... Aaahhhh!

Ryl of Scardale: The Belt of Champion’s Violence--

That One Cultist: Her name is Vi.

The warlock ceases her speech and stares at the single cultist of Lolth who spoke out of turn. Ryl raises her hand and unleashes a bolt of purple lightning from her fingertips. The cultist shrieks in agony and all that’s left of them is a smoking robe. Ryl clears her throat.

Ryl of Scardale: As I was saying. The Belt of Champion’s Violence. A wondrous artifact that promises the untold, untapped power of destruction that has long since been forgotten in House of Wrestling’s legend. It could be taken...Attuned in Lolth’s name, naught but a tool for her armies. For us!

Cultists: YES!

Ryl of Scardale: FOR LOLTH!

Cultists: YES!

Ryl of Scardale: ...Yet there are many who hunger to attain the artifact, many whose reach continues to extend but...So we shall wait. We shall bide our time, waiting until the smoke clears. Madison Lewis or another it does not matter...The path towards her ruination begins...With a cleric and a bard...Or at least a man with a bard’s reputation.

Ryl clears her throat.

Ryl of Scardale: Diaz, Diana, Anson Arkham...All will make for welcome sacrifices in Lolth’s name! Diaz will know his place instead of speaking naivities of seeing me brought low. He will be the first...The very first and Arkham shall follow him soon after. Let this be the days of Lolth’s Chosen, the days of the Orchid Serpent, the ERA of RYL soon to come pass for us. Our time comes my acolytes. Let them all be afraid of my rise.

Cultists: RYL! RYL! RYL OF SCARDALE!

The cultists continue chanting around the bonfire as the Orchid Serpent sheathes her sword. She returns to sit on her blackwood throne and leans back, the shadows making half of her face disappear from view before the video ends with a cut to commercial.

Match Five McKena Hardy vs Faizah Marshall Our last match for the night regarding the competitors of the Golden Nightmares match could possibly be the most intriguing. McKena Hardy has been running amuck with The Division for weeks, while Faizah has found a home within the Queens of Chaos. Given the odds that the two groups find themselves at, there's already animosity between these two prior to ever meeting. You can see it in their eyes as they gaze across the ring. McKena has her cousin, Jvstice, come with her out to ringside despite him not being associated with The Division. The first half of the match sees a lot of aggression between the two. Hardy has seen this uptick ever since revealing she's been with The Division, but Faizah is giving it right back! Marshall nails McKena with a scorpion kick that puts her in the corner. She follows it up with a corner face wash that has McKena seeing stars. She seamlessly transitions from the corner to the mat by giving Hardy an arm drag. Once there, she locks in an arm-trap crossface! McKena screams out in pain! Hardy has to shift her weight and move to the other side, before throwing her legs up into a guillotine choke. She scissors her legs, then gives Marshall a stiff kick to the face before rolling to her feet. Faizah walks right into an Antihero Drop (Inverted DDT)! McKena goes for the cover but Faizah gets her shoulder up. The two get up at the same time, but McKena is a little faster. She grabs hold of Marshall and slams down into a sitout jawbreaker. Marshall falls back into the ropes and bounds back into a crescent kick from Hardy! She walks up to Faizah whom is lying on the mat. But Marshall brings her legs up suddenly, wrapping them around McKena's head and bringing her down into a surprise cradle pin. The referee begins to count but McKena is able to kick out. Faizah helps her up, but McKena gives her a dropkick in order to give herself some space before hatching a bit of a plan. McKena yells out to Jvstice, and even points over to him which makes the referee look to him accusingly and ask him not to get involved in the match. Jvstice doesn't know what's going on, putting up his arms and saying he had no intentions of doing so. Whether he's in on it or not, it works an a distraction and McKena pulls a pair of brass knuckles from her tights! But what? Is that Jessi Ozborne?! Jessi had been watching intently from backstage, and as soon as the funny business started she runs down to the ring and jumps up on the apron. McKena reels her arm back to punch Faizah, but Jessi grabs her by the arm. She bends McKena's arm back, then forcefully grabs the brass knucks before hopping down. Unfortunately the entire thing backfires on McKena. Faizah makes her pay for it though by spinning her back around and planting her with a brainbuster that lays her out on the mat. Quickly, she rushes over to the turnbuckle and jumps up to the second rope. From there she lands a perfect Bae Alert (Step-Up Top Rope Moonsault)! Faizah makes the cover and gets the surprise three count on the Golden Nightmares entrant! Jvstice pulls McKena out of the ring from the bottom rope and slings her arm over his shoulder, as Jessi slides in to raise Faizah's hand. Jvstice helps his cousin up the ramp, still looking a bit confused, as Faizah celebrates with Ozborne. WINNER Faizah Marshall FINISHING MOVE Bae Alert (Step-Up Top Rope Moonsault)

“WAKE UP!”

The voice was unmistakable. It belonged to the Architect of Ultraviolence himself, and he shouted it into the microphone of the camera. At the time, there was nothing but darkness on screen so the sudden shouting was more than surprising to the MGM Grand crowd. A moment later we get visuals, and all we see is his face encompassing the entirety of the screen. He looks directly into the camera lens as if he is looking into your soul. As he speaks, the camera slowly pans outward.

ARCHER: “I look out into the crowd and I see a lot of you with your eyes closed, asleep at the wheel. You’re watching what’s happening in the ring, but you can’t really see what’s going on. That’s how it’s been for the majority of my time here in House of Wrestling. But lately, I’ve been looking out at the crowd and I’ve been seeing that some have awoken. Even backstage in the locker room, I can see the moment when your eyes open. The Red Plague has been a slow and silent killer, but we evolve, and we persevere. Darcy Graves, finds herself in the Golden Nightmares match at Homecoming, fighting for the main event spot of HouseWARming for the Grand Championship. Meanwhile, the Mistress of Mayhem herself finds herself in this Violent Rules match with a special visitor, the Violent Champion.”

We’ve panned out enough to show his upper torso, wearing his typical dark battle armor. He pauses at the mention of Madison Lewis, looking to his left and smirking. It’s the first time we get the feeling that he isn’t the only person here.

ARCHER: “I can already hear the naysayers, calling to me that we could’ve been World Tag Team number one contenders two weeks ago if we had won that match. But you see, that’s how I know that there’s still a lot of you still asleep. I only speak of gold because that’s what matters to YOU, that’s what YOU lot care most about. Not me. I’m only out to destroy what you care for, and that’s how we find ourselves in these golden situations. It was never about the tag belts, it was about causing as much mayhem as possible. We did that and more, including in that match two weeks ago. Every single time, it takes every opponent we have to combine forces to make sure Emma is incapacitated long enough for someone else to get the win. That should tell you something. Madz suggested on Twitter that the winner of this match could face her at Homecoming and if that’s true, how is she going to fare against Emma all by her lonesome?”

Another pause as he arches his eyebrow, the camera finally stopping just below the top of his black jeans. As expected, the Mistress of Mayem herself is standing next to Archer. Her eyes are filled with fire as she looks into the camera.

ARCHER: “If you used the same measuring stick that you use against everyone else, where GOLD is what matters, you’d see Emma is a decorated wrestler. A WELL-DESERVED decorated competitor, that has won these accolades on her own merit. She’s burst through the doors of the wrestling industry, and morphed it into her own game. Then you people dare sit there and try to count out the Red Plague? To even think that Emma won’t be the one walking out tonight with her hand raised? Again, I beg you to WAKE UP.

Emma smiles, a mischievous smug smile at the camera.

EMMA DOUGLAS: "Wake up, indeed. Whatever metric you've decided to measure success in, be it gold or bodies bloodied, you'd see I am exactly what I say I am. Dangerous. Violent. More than a little unhinged."

She clicks her tongue and shakes her head, just rolling her head and glares.

EMMA DOUGLAS: "From the moment I showed up in House of Wrestling, Madz was happy to see me. She wanted to test her mettle against me. Why do you ask? Because she knows. She knows what I'm all about. She may hold that Violent Championship, but I'm not completely certain she has the fortitude to withstand what that Championship truly could mean. Archer and I? We've made violence to an art form. And we do it rather well. So listen well, you three think you've got what it takes to take this division and elevate it, to treat it like a playground for the sick twisted individuals to run amok in? Or are you in this for personal glory? Because if is for the latter, I assure you, I will eat you alive. This isn't for fun, this isn't a game for me, this is what I do. What WE do. So if you three think I'm not coming for your heads here, just like Archer said, WAKE UP"!

Emma steps back a bit, brushing her shoulder against Archer's, giving him a knowing look.

EMMA DOUGLAS: "But if you wanna get nuts, oh, we'll get nuts."

The Mistress of Mayhem just cackles to herself and winks at the camera, knowing full well what plans for carnage she has in store. The Architect of Ultraviolence place a glass tube on his shoulder, and the scene goes static.

Match Six Triple Threat Anson Arkham vs Ryl of Scardale vs Diaz These three have nothing to lose tonight as we go into this triple threat. The crowd has found itself firmly behind Ryl of Scardale, while someone who is not a huge fan of her is Dashing Diaz. Diaz claims that Ryl attacked his pregnant lover, Diana, although we all saw what really happened two weeks ago. Anson would love to claim either as another victim but looks thrilled to have two people to choose from. The bell rings and we see a true three way dance with constant action. As one person is knocked down, the third competitor comes in to attack the first person. It's difficult to keep your eyes on more than two at a time. Ryl is certainly one that continues to impress the House crowd, the audience cheering as she gets a nearfall on Anson after a sunset flip powerbomb. Diaz comes in with a high calf kick that sends Ryl over the top rope and to the outside. Diaz turns around, and with Arkham on the canvas, launches into his Seed Dropper (Rolling Thunder)! Diaz goes to hook his leg but Ryl is quickly back in the ring and breaks the count. Ryl gives Diaz a backhand into the corner, followed by an elbow to the side of his head. She steps back to attempt a corner spear, but Diaz moves out of the way and has Ryl crashing into the post shoulder first. Diaz turns around and receives a lariat from Anson, but Arkham yanks him back up to his feet just to give him a hard spinebuster back down to the canvas. Ryl comes from behind Anson though, grabbing him into a standing dragon sleeper. That doesn't last long though before she drops him with a reverse DDT. Diaz comes rushing at her from the side, but Ryl sees it coming and leaps into a dropsault that catches him in the chest. That's when there is a shock entrance from none other than Diana! She slides into the ring, obviously out of the hospital and looking healthier than ever. She takes a step towards Ryl, but Ryl isn't about to fall for any of those tricks. She ducks a shoulder block from Diana that puts her near the ropes and then lunges forward with an Eldritch Blast (Superkick) that sends Diana tumbling to the outside. Diana looks knocked out, which makes The Dashing One yell out in horror when he gets to his feet. Just as before, he rushes to ringside where Diana has fallen, and slings her in his arms as if she is dying in some telenovella. Inside the ring, Ryl has remained standing and looking on the the scene on the outside with a look that tells us her emotions lie somewhere between confused and annoyed. She turns around and is almost smashed with Child's Play (Running Knee) from Arkham but she rolls out of the way! Not only that, but she grabs Anson into Seducing The Dragon (Gannosuke Clutch Pin)! The referee drops to the mat and makes the three count. WINNERS Ryl of Scardale FINISHING MOVE Seducing the Dragon (Gannosuke Clutch Pin)

The scene opens to the Strike 2 Kill duo of Liam Richardson and Miles Watson, accompanied by their manager and agent, Gregory Murphy in the backstage area.

MURPHY: "The House isn't ready yet, but S2K are back and they're ready to set this division alight!"

Murphy clasps his hands together, grinning from one ear to the other as he does so.

WATSON: "The world ain't ready, G. The House ain't ready, and this division, isn't ready. Yo, are you ready Lee?"

RICHARDSON: "I am, what about you Miles?"

WATSON: "You're damned right I am."

RICHARDSON: "Good. You see, we've been at the mountaintop in every promotion we've been in. We know what its like to be champions, we know what it's like to carry a division. We're ready to do it again, here in House of Wrestling."

He smirks.

RICHARDSON: "The Deathriders, I'm surprised we haven't already formally met, considering your exploits elsewhere, but tonight is as good a time as ever. We saw your match a fortnight ago, where you had the opportunity to make yourselves the number one contenders to the tag team titles. You couldn't get the job done then, and now you're coming up against a team who's sole desire is to go down as one of the greatest to ever do it? I'm feeling sorry for you guys, I can't lie, tonight's looking long for you, still."

Watson chuckles as he steps into the forefront of the frame.

WATSON: "It is, Lee. And tonight is only just the beginning. From here on out, we're staking our claim and letting the world know that we're not stopping until we get what's ours. And for every other team in the back watching this right now, we need ya'll to know that every single one of ya'll can get it, we don't discriminate. If ya'll are in our way, we'll do everything in our means to run through you. There's no stopping this freight train when it get's going, when we strike - we kill, and we're coming for all of ya'll!"

We fade out and open backstage at the Grand Garden Arena.

BEA CARTER: I don't do well in a group.

I really don't do well when there's only one other I have to rely on.

I still do less well when its a recent opponent I have to team with.

This is a problem. I hsve a chance to show Myra Rivers what she'll be walking into. I have a chance to put her down and give her reason to hesitate. But to do that I must have another in my corner.

It doesn't sit well with me, but I have to. I'm the "Mystery of Mortality," the epitome of God's most perfect creation, but I am not invincible. Two on one is still a disadvantage to me. So I have to accept that

Myra believes herself that right now. Jewel will be in my corber to tag in if things don't go well for me. I've not felt odds like this in awhilr. Can I trust Jewel? I have to accept that also. There's no other option.

Myra has reigned for long enough. And I didn't climb this far, achieve so much here, to be sent back down yet. And tonight, I will demonstrate that I can and will take tge Civil championship.

Fade.

Match Seven Tag Team The Deathriders vs Strike2Kill The tag team division has been a hotbed of animosity since its inception, and now more than ever. Two teams that were around during the creation but also took a bit of a breather, Strike2Kill and The Deathriders! The Deathriders get a mixed reaction, the Queens now in favor with the crowd but the Parker Sisters themselves remain questionable until otherwise disproven. On the other hand, the House is more than happy to see the S2K boys back at it! To start the match we see a lot of quick tags, which is natural for two experienced tag teams. The shift in control goes from one side to the other a couple times, making it difficult to see if anyone was truly inching out. Lilith has Miles in a standing bearhug, Watson trying to squirm free but to no avail until he gives her a headbutt! They both stumble about and try not to fall, but are definitely seeing stars. Watson grabs hold of Lilith to stabilize himself, applying a butterfly lock. Of course he doesn't plan on keeping it locked in though, and instead he lifts Lilith into a butterfly suplex. He keeps hold of her though, rolling to his feet and yanking her up still in the butterfly position. This time he lifts her up and brings her forward into a butterfly facebuster! He tries for a pin but Lilith kicks out. After a stiff forearm in the seated position, she rolls over and tags her sister in! She runs in and plants Watson with a swinging neckbreaker down to the canvas. She gives him an arm twist, going for a high kick that Miles ducks! He swiftly applies a hammerlock, before lifting Kaya into the air and giving her a stiff hammerlock suplex! It's enough time to tag in his own partner, Richardsen looking fresher as he darts in. Liam runs to the ropes, springboarding off and catching Kaya into an armdrag. On the mat, he transitions into a cross armbar! Kaya struggles to break free but can't! Seeing this, Lilith naturally ducks into the ring but Miles comes running at her. He jumps at her with a high crossbody against the ropes that sees them both goes over the top rope! Kaya is all on her own now, and slowly but surely works her way to the ropes, receiving a rope break! Liam is forced to let go, and Kaya rolls to the apron. Liam walks over to where Kaya is on the apron, reaching over the ropes and getting her to her feet. Kaya gives him an elbow though, and then launches herself into a slingshot sunset flip, trying to take Liam down with her...but he holds onto the ropes and isn't budging! Lilith springs up onto the apron, blasting Liam in the face with a hard forearm. Richardsen falls into the sunset flip pin, and the referee makes a rather fast looking three count but a three count nonetheless! The Deathriders celebrate, making their way up the ramp, as Watson comes in to help his partner up. The House crowd give the S2K boys the "Wel-Come B-ack!" chant, which picks up their spirits. WINNER Deathriders FINISHING MOVE Sunset Flip/Forearm Combo

We cut backstage to see Bart Ramsey walking backstage. He doesn't have a match tonight, but he's certainly looking to make the most out of a dark match after the show. Bart's looking to hit his stride, and get away from the dark cloud that has been following him ever since he's come to House of Wrestling. Literally.

That's when the dark cloud himself, Brother Wells, comes barreling through the hallway at Bart. He collides with him, slamming Bart into the wall!

He grabs Ramsey by the head, smashing his head into the wall as well!

The camera can't pick it up so great, but Wells screams about Ramsey being a phony, and that he needed to repent for lies and falsehoods! Security come to help Bart, but Wells backs up from the incident and exits off camera. Security checks on Bart as he holds his head in pain. We cut away and re-open with Jewel Chayse, she was sittin' upon her throne.

JEWEL CHAYSE:
"Like A very good friend once said "Shed your skin and begin again".You know, I feel like, I've been lost in the shuffle for way too long, it's time to start over. Sure, I've had great opportunities and shared great moments with the Queens Of Chaos. Which, I'm very thankful for. But, it's time for the REIGN of the CROWN JEWEL to begin."

Jewel smirked, she sat on the throne but of course she was rockin' leather which showcased those great assets of hers.

JEWEL CHAYSE:
"I team up with Bea Carter tonight, we face Myra and Akari. The REIGN of JEWEL starts tonight, Bea let me be honest? I don't care about you, to me you're just there for support, a backing character at that. I'm the main attraction, I always have been and it's time you people start to realize that."

Jewel had great opportunities within the House Of Wrestling. However, she wanted more. She wanted to make herself known, she didn't just want to be another supporting member of the Queens Of Chaos. No disrespect. She appreciated everything and the chances that the Queens gave her. There comes a time where you need to go it alone.

JEWEL CHAYSE:
"Tune in, watch me. It's my time to shine, it's my time to turn this place around. It's time for the CROWN JEWEL to take her throne."

Jewel smiled before the scene faded.

Match Eight Special Commentator: HoW Special Commentator: Madison Lewis Violent Rules Fatal Fourway Emma Douglas vs Noah Ortega vs Dylan Shepherd vs Chika Aramura Since the very first Foundations, the Violent division has always been a hotbed for aggression. That aggression has seemingly been tamed by champion Madison Lewis. She makes her way out to sit at the commentator table before the competitors trickle out. Each person has something to gain here, especially if they end up with a title shot. Naturally as the bell rings, both Noah and Dylan slide out of the ring to grab a foreign object. This leaves Chika with Emma Douglas. Chika tries a backhand but it doesn't phase her much. Emma grabs Chika and tosses her across the ring with a choke toss. Aramura wasn't going to give up though, trying to zip around and land kick after kick until Emma got her with a corner splash. Dylan and Noah would of course re-enter with various items and the real fun began. One of the more intriguing parts of this match was the returning Noah Ortega, leader of The Lost. Ortega had complete control at one point, clearing house with the kendo stick and even managing to get Emma Douglas off her feet with a crack right to the skull! Ortega ends up cracked in the back with a chair! He rolls under the ropes and to the outside to recuperate. Dylan tried for a scoop slam pin on Chika but she powers out. She gives him a facebuster right onto the chair she had used on Noah! This is when Douglas rejoins, grabbing Aramyura into a front slam to stop her upward motion. Shepherd and Douglas come face to face once again. Dylan lands multiple forearms to back her up to the ropes. He bounds her off and whips her across the ring, but she bounds back with a huge headbutt that catches Shepherd off guard. Aramura is up on her feet again though, striking Emma in the back of the head with a roundhouse. She doesn't fall though, but stumbles forward. Chika rushes forward with a leaping leg bulldog that brings Douglas down to the canvas. Ortega swipes Chika's legs from under her while he's at ringside. She faceplants, but as he tries to yank her outside, she kicks him away. This leads to a perfect suicide dive to the outside and onto Ortega! The two would continue battling outside, leading to a brainbuster onto the steel steps from Ortega, and Aramura landing a leaping meteora from the barricade and smashing Noah's neck into the apron! Inside the ring, Dylan had to chop away at Emma with elbows, leading to a bionic elbow that brings Douglas to her knees. Archer slides in a light tube to Emma, so that as Shepherd rushes her she's able to spin around and crack him in the head with it! The crowd screams from excitement as glass goes everywhere and Dylan is busted open! She grabs him up and nails him with the Douglas Devastation Driver (Blu-Ray)! Ortega comes flying in from the top turnbuckle with a missile dropkick to Douglas! He quickly hooks Dylan's leg for the three count! After the bell, the battle continues. Archer even enters the ring to assist. Of course this prompts Madz to grab a microphone. She congratulates Emma on a job well done, and says that while she still hopes to face her in the near future, it's Ortega that's won the match. She's a woman of her word, she will defend the Violent Championship against him at Homecoming! Ortega looks overjoyed, while Shepherd and Chika look disappointed. The Red Plague however, are fuming! WINNER Noah Ortega FINISHING MOVE Douglas Devastation Driver (Blu-Ray)

House of Wrestling Civil Champion Myra Rivers finds herself in the hallway with her championship as usual, but in a bit of a different wrinkle, she’s sporting new merchandise in the form of a lavender colored t-shirt with a black colored cursive text saying “Workhorse” on it, further emphasizing the persona she has taken on in recent times. She’s definitely feeling prideful and confident as she begins to express her thoughts.

Myra Rivers: Four. That seems to be my lucky number these days. After all, Four is the number of championships that I am currently holding as of tonight. Four is the number of defenses that I have made with this Civil Championship that I hold today which by the way, is a record for this championship. Four is also the amount of months that I’ve held this championship. Well, it’s at four and a half technically, but you get what I am saying. Ever since House of Wrestling started, I have proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am a tough competitor to deal with and that I am, without question, at the peak of my career. You can save your boring cliches about “oh there’s nowhere to go but down”... for two reasons:

I’ve heard that come my way SO many fucking times only to prove it wrong every single time.

And also? I have a tendency to think that I’m at my peak, only to be proven wrong with time when I exceed the peak that I think I am at. Hell, for all I know, I just might do that again in the future by becoming the Grand champion or something. The point is? I’ve had so many people try to knock me down and bury me in the sand in so many different ways only for me to be able to improve with age. It’s funny…

Myra takes a pause as she removes the championship from her shoulder and looks at it. She has a serious look in her eyes, as if she is reflecting on something that is heartbreaking.

Myra Rivers: I’ve beaten an anniversary of a certain match that happened here in Vegas to death, but tonight? I am thinking of another. See, it was 10 years ago Monday where, I, at the age of 28, recently discovered that I was pregnant with my daughter and I was set on retiring thinking that I had accomplished everything only to get a sour, bitter taste in my mouth losing the last match that I had to a bitter rival of mine on that very day and going out not as a champion, but someone that felt like a loser and a failure of a mother months before she even became one. A decade ago, I thought I had already experienced my peak and figured that I could ‘retire happy’ and never have to come back.

That lasted… well… about two years.

But holy hell, am I glad I came back and nobody has been able to stop me ever since. Other people may build up others as GODS and try to compare them to me saying that I will never beat them or be better than them, yet, I keep proving the contrary.

Myra pauses as she places the title back on her shoulder.

Myra Rivers: Point being? I’m NOT complacent! This match tonight? It may be the match before the big title defense against Bea Carter, but you’re not going to catch me sleeping and resting on my laurels because I’ve never been that kind of wrestler. There are definitely some strange factors in play, I admit. I have to team up with Akari Kaneko who I recently retained against and I Imagine it may be awkward for her, but I do think that she’s a lot more focused on dealing with Jewel Chayse then she would be on any bitterness from our title encounter. I have no concerns about that.

And speaking of Chayse… huh… one would think she’d WANT to take a crack at me considering what her crew is generally about. I don’t know what her issues are against Akari specifically. That’s not my pot to stir as that’s between them. Does she even WANT to team with Bea Carter tonight? That’s my thing. I knew Jewel’s crew is pretty much hit or miss when it comes to playing with others not within their ranks. Hell, that could even be a factor in how this match is going to go.

But ultimately? I know that there’s momentum at stake. Bea Carter is going to want to stake her claim to it and get a leg up on me going into my title defense against her. Yeah, I know she wants to bring my reign and everything that I’ve accomplished to a damn halt. But, that’s not going to happen. The line is long of people that have wanted to bring me down, Bea. But you know… it also happens to be the same long line of people that have failed to do so! Because at the end of the day, I know I define me and what I do in that ring. There’s more I can say about you Bea, but I’m only holding back knowing down the line, that’s where those words are going to matter the most.

Myra leaves the scene with her championship, still maintaining her confidence and focus as the scene comes to an end.

Match Nine Tornado Tag Bea Carter & Jewel Chayse vs Myra Rivers & Akari Kaneko We first see the team of Bea and Jewel enter, who are less than stoked to be teaming with one another. Chayse usually doesn't team with those outside of the QoC and Silas, whereas Carter is a lone wolf for sure. On the other hand, the Civil Champion and Akari while never teaming before, are at least on solid terms. Since we're under tornado tag rules, it'll be more about trusting your partner to have your back. As the bell rings Akari runs forward and ends up running into Bea, leaving Myra and Jewel to begin duking it out. They separate, both battling for control within their pairing. It's difficult to keep your eyes on one or the other. Bea has Akari in the corner, and Kaneko has her arms up to block shots from Carter. Meanwhile, Myra has Chayse on the canvas in a front facelock. Chayse gives her an elbow, grabbing her arm and transitions into a cross armbar, showing her own technical prowess in return. Kaneko is finally able to kick Bea away from her corner, before jumping to the second rope and leaping off with a diving neckbreaker. She tries for a pin attempt, but in seeing this Jewel comes over with a knee to the side of her head. She grabs Kaneko and lifts her up and over into a snap suplex. She hooks her arms around Akari's shoulders, rolling them up to their feet again. This is where she nails Kaneko with a tiger suplex! She goes for a pin but Myra slides in for the save! Rivers swats Chayse away, giving her a quick thrust kick before turning into a sliding knee to break the count! Acting quickly, Myra grabs hold of Bea's arm and nails the Rebel Stomp (Eat Defeat)! Bea hits the canvas and rolls from the ring in order to recuperate. This of course leaves Myra open to a running bicycle kick from Chayse. Jewel takes Myra by the face and slams her into the turnbuckle, before dumping her over the top rope. With two on the outside, it's much easier to simply focus on two. Chayse turns around and walks right into a hard spear from Akari! Kaneko tries for a pin attempt but Jewel kicks out. Akari locks Chayse into a hammerlock, yanking her to her feet and into a reverse DDT position. She is about to drop her when Jewel spins out and into a spinning neckbreaker. Jewel bounds off the ropes, looking for a running bulldog but Akari pushes her off at the last second. Kaneko grabs Jewel by the throat, looking for the Silent Scream (Chokeslam)! Chayse kicks Akari in the gut though, forcing her to release. With Kaneko doubled over, Jewel nails the Crown Jewel (Modified Double Underhook Facebuster)! She hooks her leg, with Myra rushing from the outside to save! But wait! Bea catches Myra's leg on the outside, not only yanking her back out by giving her an overhead suplex that sends her into the barricade! With that the referee counts the three! WINNER Bea Carter & Jewel Chayse FINISHING MOVE Crown Jewel (Modified Double Underhook Facebuster)

Without further adieu, we go to the backstage area to find your favorite tag team and the ONLY World Tag Team Champions the House of Wrestling will ever need - the Midnight Demon Club! The two of them were sporting the brand new signature edition MDC track jackets, now available at ShopHOW.com! Silas held his Tag Title over his right shoulder, while Noa clutched at hers like a wild person, a savage if you will.

SILAS ROMERO: “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s once again that time where you’re joined by the Main Characters of the Story, the Midnight Demon Club. It’s been a while since we’ve had one of these precious moments, hasn’t it?”

NOA SKYE: “Yeah, because we’ve been too busy doing much, much better things.”

SILAS ROMERO: “Ya’ know what? You’re right. We’ve been off galavanting all over the world and also poking around OUR House.. And it would seem as though we’ve let some unwanted guests into our Home.. Our Kingdom, if you will.”

Noa side eyed Silas with almost a sinister look twinkling in her eyes.

NOA SKYE: “I swear if you say the Deathriders are back again, I WILL hurt someone.”

Silas placed his left hand on her right shoulder.

SILAS ROMERO: “Oh, my dear, sweet summer child. The Riders of Boredom are back.. But they are no longer on our radar.. They no longer matter in OUR Division. No..”

Silas moves his hand from her shoulder as positions himself to stare directly into the camera.

SILAS ROMERO: “The Dynasty.. The Legacy.. The Bloodline.. The Brouhaha. Whatever the hell you call yourselves.. It doesn’t matter. Because what we will call you is.. LOSERS. You will forever stand in the shadow of the greatest tag team this company will have grace its squared circle. You can bring all the family you want.. And it will never matter. This right here.. This IS family. We don’t have to be blood related to forge the team that has become the longest reigning Tag Champions of OUR House. So, go ahead and say whatever makes you feel better. Go ahead and claim that you’re going to be the ones that take these belts from us. Go ahead and make silly little jokes about our name or think that we are actually demons.. Because you might just be right, one day. But that day will be when we’re long gone from the House that we made famous. Until then? We’ll show that why comin’ at us the wrong way and thinking you’ll usurp our thrones will leave you thinking.. NO.. KNOWING that..”

NOA SKYE: “ SOMETIMES DEAD IS BETTER!”

SILAS ROMERO: “And the Club, well, the Club always wins.”

With that, the MDC smacked (gently) their titles together, before exiting stage left. We cut backstage to Chris Night standing in front of the camera, his HoW Grand Championship is placed proudly on his shoulder.

CHRIS NIGHT: Tonight is a big night. I get to team with a former foe in Jessi to take on The Division. I will happily put my differences aside for something like this and I feel like Jessi is willing to do the same thing. The Division is a poison that promises paradise but it’s a lie. It’s nothing but a lethal injection that threatens to destroy everything in this industry.

He nodded.

CHRIS NIGHT: I can’t lie, I feel part of the blame for this. I trained Julian. I helped mold him into what he is today and now? He’s raising an army to take me and everyone else in this industry down. But I won’t let it happen.

The champion paused to shake his head.

CHRIS NIGHT: It doesn’t matter what I have to go through, I’ll run through a wall if I have to. But at the end of the day? I’ll protect my family, my gym and my Nightfall family. Nightfall will never die and neither will I.

Chris turned to walk off before he paused and turned back to the camera.

CHRIS NIGHT: Oh and Olly? If you know what’s best, you better not try anything funny out there. You might have the power of youth but when it comes to the ring IQ? I’m leagues above you. You’ll see soon, trust me, bud.

Chris waves the camera off and the scene cut away.

Match Ten Leati Salavea (w/ The Salavea Twins) vs Silas Romero (w/ Noa Skye) The Midnight Demon Club have dominated the tag division almost since their arrival. But the Salavea Twins seem to be able to get under their skin on a different level, and Silas reflects that as he walks to the ring. Noa Skye also with him in support of her tag partner. Leati Salavea, brother of the Salavea Twins, is debuting tonight against Silas! So things should be rather interesting. The first portion of the match is easily the two feeling each other out, trying to find out how the other competes. Nobody is really able to gain any sort of control until Silas grabs Leati into a sleeperhold. Leati begins to give him fists into the gut, so Silas goes to whip Leati across the ring, only to short-arm him back into a single leg codebreaker! Salavea eats it but rolls backwards and up to his feet. He tries to rush forward with a shoulder block that Romero catches into a t-bone suplex! On the mat, Silas locks in a front face lock. Leati isn't budging, and lands a hard elbow that makes Silas release him. Salavea runs forward and catches him with a yakuza kick! Silas kips up, attempting a spinning backfist that Leati ducks! He scoops Silas up onto his shoulders and drop with him a hard Samoan drop! He shows his strength by deadlifting Silas up onto his shoulders again, before tossing him off for an F10. On the canvas, Leati caps off the onslaught with a running senton and pin attempt! The referee drops for the count but Silas gets his shoulder up! Leati grabs Silas up off the mat by his shoulder now, lifting him up into the air nd then back down with a uranagi. The Salavea Twins are mocking Noa on the other side now as she smacks the canvas in support of her partner. Leati yanks Silas to his feet by his arm, whipping him across the ring and having him bound back into lariat. But Romero catches up! He traps Leati's arm up, and then nails him with a cravate suplex! Almost on instinct Leati rolls to his feet, but is driven back down with a half nelson suplex as Silas continues showing what a true technician he is! He goes for a short-arm but Leati ducks and keeps running, bounding back into a monkey flip. As Silas is getting to his feet, he's caught off guard with a Sudden Impact (Samoan Spike)! Up to the top of the turnbuckle he goes, probably going for Salavea Falls (Diving Splash). Romero pushes himself to his feet and lunges to the ropes, making Leati unstable. He falls split-legged on the turnbuckle! This gives Silas the time he needs to start towards Leati, throwing right hands as he climbs up. Romero begins lifting Leati up, possibly looking for a superplex, but the younger Salavea brother begins landing right hands to Silas' side and finally pushes him off! Luckily for Silas, he's able to land on his feet. Leati leaps off into a double axehandle, but Silas strikes with an uppercut that connects right to Salavea's jaw! He grabs him into the GKFO (Ripcord Rolling Elbow) that has the crowd going crazy! Silas hooks his leg for the three count, and the Salavea Twins immediately rush into the ring. Silas knows better though and rolls from the ring, meeting Noa who has their belts. They hold up the World Tag Team titles on the ramp as we go to commercial. WINNER Silas Romero FINISHING MOVE GKFO (Ripcord Rolling Elbow)

TOMOKO OTA: I’ve never held a championship before.

A small laugh escapes her as the scene comes to life. Tomoko is seated on a bench in the women’s locker room. She’s currently dressed in her street clothes: a black and purple cardigan that looks like it’s been banned straight from an Assassin’s Creed game, a black top, form fitting black pants, and a pair of purple and black Nike Dunks.

TOMOKO OTA: It’s a rare thing to hear these days, I know. Some of my peers in this sport have accolade lists as lengthy as wrap sheets. It gives me something to aspire to.

A brief second passes.

TOMOKO OTA: But it also makes me a little envious.

Tomoko lets out a sigh as she shakes her head.

TOMOKO OTA: Some people might see me performing in House of Wrestling and think that it all came to me so easily. However, that’s not really the case. Wrestling is something I truly had to work at. It’s something that I constantly have to practice and study.

She shakes her head.

TOMOKO OTA: It’s difficult. It’s taxing. But I do it because I truly love wrestling.

She nods her head in affirmation.

TOMOKO OTA: I’ve had a small number of championship matches before. A couple at my previous place of employment, and of course, there was my Civil Championship match. I fought my heart out each time. But they never swung in my favor.

A moment passes.

TOMOKO OTA: I wonder if it will swing in my favor tonight?

She clasps her hands together.

TOMOKO OTA: Gloria Ramirez has proven herself to be a wonderful champion. She fights with honor. She fights with pride. And I’ve never seen her back down. There’s not much more that you can ask for in a warrior.

She nods once more.

TOMOKO OTA: Gloria? You are the pioneer of HoW’s Pure division. You’ve breathed life into the style. And for that, you should be commended. But you aren’t the only one that’s excelled in it. Although my time with the style has been shorter, I have done very well.

Another moment passes.

TOMOKO OTA: Maybe you believe that losing the Pure Championship is out of the realm of possibility. Most people wouldn’t blame you for that train of thought. However, I’ve beaten you before, Gloria. I don’t say that to brag or throw salt in any wounds. I’m mentioning it because that victory has given me the much needed confidence that I need. It’s given me the confidence that I truly didn’t have when I challenged for the Civil Championship.

She shakes her head.

TOMOKO OTA: I went into that match knowing that the odds were severely against me. I went into that match knowing that I’d have to make heaven and earth move to win. But I don’t have to move mountains this time. All I’ve got to do is perform at my best.

Silence lingers in the air for a little bit.

TOMOKO OTA: Good luck, Gloria. I sincerely mean it.

The camera cuts away.

Match Eleven Jessi Ozborne & Chris Night vs The Division (RAZE & Wade Manson) The House was wondering the entire two weeks, could a team between Chris Night and Jessi Ozborne exist? One would think that if it ever was going to, it would be to take out a fellow enemy in The Division. Months ago, it was Olly that warned us of the incoming onslaught, only for The Division to trickle in. Since Metaverse, we've been in the thick of it, The Division firmly attempting and succeeding to thrust themselves into the title picture. The beginning sees Jessi and Chris going through some communication issues with their tagging. They both want to be the one to take it to The Division, and tag themselves in and out, to their own frustration. On the other hand, RAZE and Wade have been teaming for almost ten years, so their communication is perfect. RAZE holds Jessi above his head, transitioning into a spinebuster before driving her down. The Anomaly takes her by the arm and yanks her to his corner to tag Manson in. Wade hops up onto the second rope, leaping off into an elbow drop before trying for a pin. Although it looks as if Jessi would've kicked out, Chris comes in and breaks the count. He stays in a little longer to take Manson down with a tornado DDT before RAZE nails him with an axehandle from behind. RAZE brings Chris up into the Atom Bomb (Chingona Bomb) but Night takes hold with his legs, reversing it into a modified hurricanrana that sees them both go up and over the top rope. They tumble to the outside. Manson grabs Jessi from behind and lifts her into a backdrop, but Ozborne immediately throws her weight back down and gives Manson an arm drag. He rolls through and bounces up in the corner, only to be given a corner face wash from Jessi! As Wade is stumbling out of the corner from the impact, Jessi grabs him into a Bae-Blade (Ripcord Spinning Heel Kick) that has him seeing stars! Wade falls to the canvas, and Jessi drops to the mat to make the cover, but Manson is able to get his shoulder up just after the two! Ozborne bounds off the ropes with a basement meteora that puts Manson back onto the canvas. That's when she realizes Chris Night is back onto their apron, so Jessi tags him back in. As Night is coming in, Manson has also turned and started crawling towards his corner. He leaps and gets a tag to RAZE, who had also returned to the apron. He comes barreling into the ring and is struck with a flying calf kick from the Grand Champion! RAZE rolls back to his feet, with Chris giving him a chop to his chest. The big man responds with a chop of his own, his strength knocking Chris across the ring. He grabs Night by the throat, choking him with two hands in middair! He tries to whip Chris across the ring, but Night short-arms him and doubles back much quicker than expected. Night uses the surprise to launch himself up and over RAZE, then using his momentum to flip into a sunset slip! Night tucks him in for a pin that is packaged up so tight that the referee drops and counts the three! The crowd explodes in excitement! They don't have long to celebrate though. As soon as Night gets to his feet, Olly scoops him up and nails him with Born 2 Lose (Go 2 Sleep) and the boos ring out loud! McKena, who had slid into the ring with Olly, has grabbed Jessi by the head and flung her into the ring. She nails Ozborne with Pump the Breaks (STO Backbreaker)! Manson brings Olly the Grand Championship, and he raises it above his head with both of his future opponents on the mat below. WINNER Jessi Ozborne & Chris Night FINISHING MOVE Sunset Flip

We cut backstage before the main event, with Devyn Mitchell being followed down one of the hallways of the MGM Grand with a cameraman. They arrive at the side of Jessi Ozborne, clutching her head and looking especially upset.

Devyn Mitchell: “Jessi, I know you suffered an attack after the match tonight, but I just wanted to—”

Jessi Ozborne: “Dev, with all due respect please shut the fuck up for a minute.”

Jessi cuts Devyn off, who darts her a look of despair as the two are particularly close.

Jessi Ozborne: “I’m sorry. Listen, I know what you’re about to ask me. It’s the question that literally everyone’s been asking ever since things have started: Do you see The Division as a threat? And honestly? No. I don’t. Even after what happened out there, I just…I just don’t. I can tell you exactly what I do see them as, and that’s a nuisance.”

Jessi rubs her face before continuing.

Jessi Ozborne: A couple months ago, I went out to that ring and I told everyone that I wouldn’t stop until I became House of Wrestling Grand Champion again. I told people that I wasn’t gonna give up, that I wasn’t gonna stop being hungry for that title. And ever since that day, I’ve been getting sidetracked and screwed over in some form or fashion. Chris Night came in and did what he did at Red Moon Rising, and fair play to him, he was just doing what he felt he had to do. Water under the bridge and whatnot, I couldn’t care less by this point. I’ve made it crystal clear since that day that all I care about is getting my damn flowers. Everything else is secondary, The Division included.”

Jessi chuckles a bit.

Jessi Ozborne: “I made that abundantly clear, too. I’m sure you saw what I had to say over Twitter. I feel apathy towards the fuckers by this point. I don’t care about them, and that’s not to say the individuals within the group aren’t talented. They wouldn’t be here if they weren’t, that’s just plain obvious. But they’re all the same. They’re no different from The Bling Empire in GCW, no different from The Void in Zion, no different from The Devil’s House in Havoc. They all say the same shit, they all play the same games, and yet they all seem to think they’ve got this air of exceptionality to them. That they’re gonna be the one to shut us down for good, and I’ve heard it all before and I just—”

Jessi begins to slap herself in the head, getting very heated from all the thoughts running through her head.

Jessi Ozborne: “I DON’T CARE ABOUT THEM!! And lo, here I am speaking about them, and getting worked up over them, because I know I HAVE to care about them. Because the pre-pubescent twat heading the charge for them around here is one of the people standing in the way of what I do care about, and that’s regaining the Grand Championship.”

Jessi then points her attention down the lens.

Jessi Ozborne: “Olly, there’s something that you said a while ago that really tickled me. You said that what I feel right now ain’t apathy, it’s the feeling of hopelessness. That I’ve come to accept my fate. I’ve already got it down in my head what my fate is, and the only place you have in it is being the one I knock out of my fucking way to get there. At Homecoming, I’m gonna drop you on your fucking head and correct the course for myself. That’s a threat, that’s a promise. And when I promise, I deliver.”

Jessi pauses, with everyone in the arena chanting her signature “You’re. Fucking. Welcome.” catchphrase at her with anticipation of the direction she was headed in. She goes a different way with her parting words however.

Jessi Ozborne: “You’re. Fucking. DONE.”

Jessi walks off as we fade.

Headliner Pure Rules House of Wrestling Pure Championship Gloria Ramirez(c) vs Tomoko Ota The Pure division has been a hotbed for technical talent since its inception, with Gloria Ramirez remaining champion. However, with Ota's win over Ramirez one could claim that she may have dethroned her as the Queen of Submissions. Tomoko looks to have a repeat victory, this time earning herself her first piece of gold within House of Wrestling. The two start very defensive, and have to slowly work their way into an offense. They do a great job of staying out of one anothers reach. The first part of the match shows the two use up two early rope breaks each. We're at a rather fast pace. Tomoko catches Gloria's fist as she is spinning into a backhand. She takes Gloria down with a forceful arm drag, and then keeps her down on the mat with an arm lock. Ramirez tries to roll but Ota is firmly in control. To further show this, she rolls Gloria up to her feet via her arm before then giving her a cross armbreaker! It seems like Ota is focusing on Ramirez's right arm, further grabbing it into a hammerlock. Ramirez gives Ota a hard elbow in order to get her to release. Gloria grabs Tomoko into a headlock but doesn't hold it for long. She spins out, before kicking Ota to the midsection and then connecting with a fisherman suplex! Gloria bridges and hooks Tomoko's leg, only for Ota to power out of the attempt. Gloria backs Ota up to the ropes, giving her a couple chops before whipping her across the ring. She short-arms her back into a tiger suplex, but Ota is able to flip over Gloria's arm as she tries to lift her up. Tomoko waits for Gloria to turn around before she strikes with the Eternal Cleave (Double Axe-Handle To The Chest). Ramirez hits the mat hard, but Ota doesn't go for a pin. Instead, she leaps on top of Gloria and applies an STF! Ramirez yells out in pain, and is forced to inch towards the ropes to just barely reach. With this she uses her last rope break. Tomoko locks her arms around Gloria's waist while still on the canvas, applying a waistlock. Together, they work their way up to their feet, where Ota nails a german suplex! She holds onto Gloria's waist though, rolling them back up again. This time as Ota lifts her into a german suplex, Gloria turns over a midair, landing into a crossbody pin. The referee begins to count but Ota pushes Gloria up and off. Instead, she pushes Gloria's legs ontop of her for a different pin attempt and two count. They roll simultaneously onto their their feet, Gloria bringing them right back down with a wheelbarrow cradle. Another quick kickout. Ota spins Gloria into a small package, another two. The referee is going up and down as the pair go through a series of creative pins. They finally separate for a moment, rushing each other with lariats that they both duck under. They bound back with Gloria leaping into a tilt-a-whirl crucifix pin. The referee counts the three just before Tomoko kicks out! A portion of the crowd cheers, as another portion is confused if it was a true three count. Ota herself knows she's just barely missed the kick out, and hangs her head a smidge as the bell is rung. Gloria's hand is raised an she's given the Pure Championship. Tomoko politely asks for a microphone, saying in Japanese that now they are tied, and it'll take one more match to stop her from coming for the Pure Championship. Of course you either know Japanese or read the subtitles at home. With that, Ota puts the mic in the middle of the ring and heads up the ramp. Much to everyone's surprise, Gloria grabs the microphone. "I accept" she says, the crowd now in cheers because they understand context clues. Tomoko turns around and smiles, pointing back at the Pure Championship. WINNER AND STILL House of Wrestling Pure Champion, Gloria Ramirez! FINISHING MOVE Tilt-a-whirl Crucifix Pin

We see Alex Andrews stretching somewhere backstage, getting herself ready for her main event match. As she bounces from toe to toe, she's approached by Davina King. This brings a big smile on her Alex's face.

ALEX ANDREWS: We good?

Davina smiles and nods, being her fist up and Alex nods as well, returning the first bump.

DAVINA KING: Tiresome, ain't it?

ALEX ANDREWS: What? All the crap with Bash and his goon squad? Yeah, a little. Can't say I'm a huge fan with all the meddling and pettiness from the likes of Bianca Page and Veronica Taylor. Just listening to them talk makes my brain hurt. Do they actually believe the lies spilling out of their mouths? Just wow sometimes, I can't tell if they truly buy into it? They buy their own hype.

Alex shakes her head, letting out a bit of a sigh.

ALEX ANDREWS: And Jenson? Really? Should I even be surprised on him doing something like that to help Bianca get the upper hand? Tossing me into the steel steps like that. Why can't we just have a good old-fashioned respectable match without people stooping to new lows? Is that too much to ask?

Davina chimes in with a "Mmhmm". The two just rolls their eyes, knowing they are asking too much from them.

ALEX ANDREWS: Nobody has done the things I have in HOW. No one. So excuse me if I take some of this personally. Just because Bash owns the company means everyone has to toe the line. Nah, that doesn't work for me. Jenson thinks he has what it takes to knock me off what i helped build in House of Wrestling? I don't think so. Show after show after show, I scraped and clawed and showed House of Wrestling had a champion of could be proud of in me, whether or not Bash wanted to see that or not. Not even he can take away the things I accomplished here. I don't care if I have to go through every one of Bash's sycophants or not, but I...we..aren't backing down. They are like a rash..

DAVINA KING: One that just won't go away.

ALEX ANDREWS: For sure. Hey, thanks for having my back out there, cause we know they'll be up to something. Cause..

Alex just motions towards the ring, infering that it just who they are.

DAVINA KING: It's all good. You know this. We're in this together, you know that.

Alex smiles at that and gives Davina a quick squeeze. Davina playfully pushes her off, trying to hide the smile.

DAVINA KING: Now go out there and whoop dat ass.

ALEX ANDREWS: Yes'sum!

MAIN EVENT Alex Andrews (w/ Davina King) vs Jenson Idol (w/ Bash & Vero) The collision between these two was bound to happen sooner or later, especially with how Alex has stepped up to assist Davina King against the tyranny of Bash Blackstone. Seeing as how Jenson has been supported by at least Bart Blackstone, it was only a matter of time. On their talent alone, the two would be intriguing enough but add in the ones at ringside and it's bound to get explosive! The bell rang, and outside the ring was already loud as can be...and that was just Davina and Bash. Naturally we saw both Bash and Veronica trying their best to distract Alex, while Davina did everything she could to battle against it. Both Jenson and Alex do a decent job most of the match ignoring what's going on outside of the ring. Inside the ring, we were seeing a rather competitive match. Andrews is a former House of Wrestling Grand Champion, and Jenson is a multi-time Heavyweight Champion in his own right. So it only makes sense that we would see somewhat of a stalemate up until a certain point. Andrews lands a forearm to Idol's chest. He hits the canvas and rolls to the apron. As Alex comes closer, he uses the ropes to his advantage by reaching through the middle one and gutpunching Andrews. She doubles over and backs up, which is exactly what he wanted. Idol springboards off the apron into a flying knee! He hooks Andrews' leg but she gets her shoulder up! Bash and Vero are loud about their dismay. Idol looks more annoyed at Bash and Veronica than anything, as he stalks Alex and waits for her to get up. Once she does, he rushes her, but she catches him into a spinning belly-to-belly! Making the most, she heads to the top rope. Bash jumps up onto the apron on the other side, yelling to the referee. That's when Veronica jumps on the apron, clearly heading to push Andrews off. But Davina is right there, yanking Davina off and into a backdrop that drives her to the floor! The crowd cheers, and Bash rushes to check on Vero. Unfortunately it was still a distraction, and Idol has gotten to his feet. He runs forward and pushes Alex from the turnbuckle! Andrews flies from the top to the ground on the outside! Alex tried landing on her feet to break the fall but misses a bit. She pushes herself up, holding her gut, when Jenson leaps into a suicide plancha! Alex sees it coming though and as Jenson twirls around in the air, Alex sidesteps him and spears him into the side of the apron! The crowd winces at the pain as both fall to the ground, the referee picking up the count once again. Andrews is on her feet just a bit faster than Idol, taking him by the head and sliding him under the bottom rope to avoid being counted out. As she follows him in, Idol jumps into the air and grabs her for a surprise FC Cutter (RKO)! But Alex pushes him away at the last possible second, sending him flying forward and hitting the mat. Jenson gets up, arching his back, but he's grabbed by Andrews and planted with Hella Rough (Killswitch)! Bash is yelling at ringside as Alex makes the cover but the referee still makes the three count! WINNER Alex Andrews FINISHING MOVE Hella Rough (Killswitch)

Alex has her hand raised, but her and Davina know that they should probably leave now. Andrews rolls from the ring and joins Davina at ringside, so together they can make their way up the ramp. However, Bash Blackstone grabs a microphone and jumps into the ring.

Bash Blackstone: I have had ENOUGH of the two you. I really did think of giving you two a break when it comes to Homecoming, but definitely NOT after the BS you two just pulled. At Homecoming, you're going to be facing Jenson Idol, the Superstarlet Veronica Taylor, and ME! It's about time I teach you a lesson!

Surprisingly, there are some cheers from the crowd based on Davina and Alex being able to kick Bash's ass. Davina even gives a little smirk to the camera. He doesn't let the crowd get loud though and continues.

Bash Blackstone: I'm not done yet! I see that little smirk on your face...why don't you put your money on your mouth and put your job on the line!

Bash and Veronica chuckle in the ring together, while Bart and Jenson don't seem super interested in the drama. The crowd boos at the thought of Davina King losing her job here in HoW. Davina takes a moment to think it over, being given a microphone and finally bringing it up to her lips.

Davina King: I accept!

The crowd gasps, even Alex looks surprised! Bash and Veronica look amused.

Davina King: But! If I do, then so do you, Bash!

The House of Wrestling crowd once again begins to cheer!

Davina King: Not fully I suppose, because I know you and your family are so ingrained into this company that it would be almost impossible to rid you of it for good. However, it would strip you of your high ranking position and a higher percentage would go back to the Board of the Agora Network in order to maintain a checks and balances system. Otherwise, no deal!

She shrugs, throwing it back to Bash, who looks rather flustered. On one hand, he could get so much of what he wants by getting Davina out of her contract. On the other hand, he was risking a lot of freedom. For the first time tonight, Veronica looks rather concerned. She stands to also lose a lot if this doesn't go their way. Bash gives it a few seconds of thinking it over before bringing the mic back up.

Bash Blackstone: You just made the biggest mistake of your life! You're on!

The House of Wrestling crowd goes crazy to support of Davina! Although Bash believes it's in support of him. Both Alex and Veronica have a similar expression, the ante being upped on both of them right in front of their eyes! Davina looks as confident as ever though. She smiles at Bash, before turning to Alex and the two of them walk up the rest of the ramp to end Foundations XX.