Post by HoW on Jun 7, 2023 16:39:13 GMT
THE AGΩRA NETWORK
Presents
Presents
June 2nd, 2023
LIVE from the MGM Grand Garden Arena
LIVE from the MGM Grand Garden Arena
The scene opens with the duo known as Strike 2 Kill, standing in the forefront of the frame, both dressed in their ring gear, moments away from the opening match of the show.
RICHARDSON: Champions, right? That's what you guys call yourselves, yeah? Funny thing is, that's not what we see. Nor is it what any of these fans think, or even the boys and girls in the back. No, the pair of you are holding those titles hostage and it's our job, to retrieve them. It's our job to clean up the mess you made and restore some damn dignity to this division. Hell, if its the last thing we'll do, we'll get it done, but tonight... tonight has to be the night. Last week, I had your number. Enough so to make this match official and there wasn't any beating around the bush, management knew immediately what needed to be done, and that was allow the opportunity for Strike 2 Kill to save their tag team division.
He extends his arms out wide, nodding his head as he does.
RICHARDSON: That's what we're doing, boys. That's what you're up against. You wanna tell me you guys are worthy champions, even though you thieved them yourselves? You wanna convince the world that you guys are worth the investment as a team, despite the fact that everybody here goddamn hates you... but you still got the titles, and that angers me, fellas. But that all changes, tonight! Strike 2 Kill become the House of Wrestling WORLD Tag Team Champions. We're the gunslingers ready to save the day for you all ladies and gentlemen, and you're very welcome.
Watson nods his head as he steps into the forefront of the frame.
WATSON: You said it a few weeks ago Liam, karma always comes back around and tonight, that's exactly what's gonna happen to you boys. Ya'll cheated to get to this position and I've gotta give ya'll props at the same time. You made the most out of an opportunity and now you're the champions... congrats. But the fact remains, you boys, aren't on our level. Even though you have those championship belts around your waist, it doesn't mean anything until you actually do something with them. I see how ya'll be parading yourselves as the best tag team in the world, it's all over your feed. Spouting your nonsensical bullshit that nobody wants to listen to, but ya'll do it anyway, cause why the hell not?
He asks rhetorically, smirking as he does.
WATSON: Except, no one, actually believes that. Ya'll haven't done anything to clamor any believers and tonight we'll expose you for it. We'll strike you harder than any team has ever striked you before. It's in our name, isn't it? That's what we're all about! Striking to kill, making our opponents suffer in order to win and tonight, that's what's in store for the pair of ya'll. Hell is what's coming tonight and those tag titles, are coming home to S2K!
The scene gradually fades to black as the two abruptly leave.
We open at the desk of none other than Bash Blackstone. He’s still managed to maintain his desk and his office because at the end of the day he is still the COO. His eyes are firmly on a replay of last week’s main event, his one and only main event. The video gets to the end when RAZE comes in and attacks Alex Andrews. Blackstone pauses the tape.
Bash Blackstone:: I can’t believe that Alex really thought she was going to get more of my time in that main event. My time is priceless. She’s lucky I didn’t charge her for sharing the ring with me! But there was one last thing I had to do before I could really rid myself of her and Davina. I had to put The Division in between myself and them. Now if they want to get to us, they have to go through The Division, and I’m going to make sure they have access to each and every Foundations!
He points the remote forward, forcing the tape off.
Bash Blackstone: Of course the wrestling moves that you had taught me really paid off in the end. The one where I pretend that I’ve hurt my wrist and the referee needs to come take a look was very good, and especially the one where I stay on the outside of the ring. It was perfect, thank you so much for teaching me them!
The camera angle widens, finally showing the one and only Veronica Taylor sitting right by his side. The shot hadn’t seen her until just now.
Bash Blackstone: Your match tonight against CJ Bradley is just you getting back on track to a championship reign. Bianca basically beat CJ in the Golden Nightmare match, she should be no problem for the Superstarlet!
Veronica fluffs her hair smugly, as she said in a colder tone than usual.
Veroncia Taylor: CJ Bradley is in the wrong place at the wrong time, still not over the fact these morons like Davina and Alex thought they could steal this company from under us, and for what? Because they want to drag the ratings down by focusing on them yuck!
Veronica shudders, as she spoke again in teh same tone.
Veronica Taylor: Like they have their jobs to make the stars look better by comparison but they think they are the stars they think these peons pay to watch them? I don’t get it they don’t they love a good story that the losers table finally got one over the popular girl but we know that’s not how it will end.
Bash chuckles with an angry tone.
Bash Blackstone: It’s ridiculous they would think they would know the business better than us. Alex and Davina don’t know what the people want, the people don’t even know what they want half the time. If you let the ‘people’ run this place it would be dead inside of a month. I know they all want some storybook ending but this isn’t a book, this is real life. Not even in a written story would they ever be able to defeat the Superstarlet!
He looks to the mirror, straightening his jacket a little.
Bash Blackstone: I’m also not hoping to see Jenson running around here. That guy still has a world of hurt coming his way if he thinks he can double cross US like that. That was incredibly unprofessional, and if he knows what’s good for him he will stay in his corner. Bianca already beat him two weeks ago and proved that he never should’ve been on our team for Homecoming in the first place! He should watch your match with CJ tonight if he wants to see how a true STAR operates!
Veronica rolled her eyes as she checked her phone, spotting a few things out of the corner of her eye. Before placing it back down, as she spoke in a bitchy tone.
Veronica Taylor: CJ Bradley might be someone on the rise, but that rise stops tonight when she steps in the ring with me. I am going to show why happens when I am pushed, they think they can steal from us without consequences? Ha they will all find out out why HOW is our oyster and why they don’t belong here. Tonight is gonna be a night of pain for them, and its going ot be glamorous.
Veronica said with a evil glint in her eyes.
Veronica Taylor: They need to worry about more than what’s happening through the Agora network, theres a whole list of repercussions coming their way, and they are to stupid to know it yet. But the sooner we get tonight over with the more me and you can turn our focus to more important things.
Bash Blackstone: The days of people messing with us are over! Now let’s get ready for your entrance, my Superstarlet!
The scene fades away as both Vero and Bash move towards the door.
Backstage at the Grand Garden Arena.
BEA CARTER: Once again I stabd at a precipice of fate. I see the path before me clearly and I know what lies in store for me.
Of course even seeing the path from on high doesn't mean fate will set me on that path. An oxymoron of life isnt it? We plan for what we see but dont prepare for the likely fact that our eyes deceive us.
I charged headfirst into a thicket and lost my way. I dared to challenge fate's hand and was promptly, and somehow deservedly, bitch slapped back. A kick to my complacency. A mistake on my part. One I wont be repeating.
Tonight I deal with Jewel Chayse once again. Opponent, partner, opponent. The dance is almost poetic, if it weren't so pathetic. Ah but there is a cherry on top: the Civil champion herself Myra Rivers set to officiate our match.
Will she be completely unbiased? Likely not. Who will that favor? Even I cannot say. It could even be Myra will choose to "call it fown the middle" by making a mockery of both Jewel and myself.
Thats to come I suppose. For the moment, its time to show the gemstone she is not as lustrous as her name.
The only shine right now is the one that will light my ascension.
"Runaway" by Bon Jovi begins to play out of the PA system out of nowhere, and the pink lettering of The Runaways flashes up on the tron yet again. The first time the House of Wrestling crowd has ever seen this tron was two weeks ago when the gals walked out onto the ramp just to say a quick hello to the Pure Champion. Of course, they've never been the type to make any attacks of any sort, they do their best talking in the ring.
The same pair, Charli Manning and Dani Shadow known as The Runaways, walk out onto the ramp to a mixed reaction. The fans don't know them yet, but oh they will. They make their way down to the ring and slide in. The announcer gives up his microphone and they fetch a second one so that both women can be on the mic at the same time.
Charli Manning: Wooohooo look at what we got us here, Dani?
Dani Shadow: What's that Charli?
Charli Manning: We got ourselves a whole ass wrestling contract, can you believe that?
Dani Shadow: Well no shit? That's the craziest thing I ever did hear.
The two chuckle and nudge each other in the ring, putting the mics down for a few seconds.
Charli Manning: But in all seriousness, I know that everyone is looking at us like they have no idea who we are. We're The Runaways, and I'll tell you one thing, that name isn't referring to running away from a fight. Dani and I have been clawing at the spine of this business for too long. We decided that we would step on each other's backs to help one another up, to reach greatness together. Here we are, together, working towards greatness.
Dani Shadow: Tonight marks the very first time that we're going to be in the ring for you guys. The very first time you're going to be able to take any notes down, because I'm guessing you'll need to. We wanted to give a hello to the Pure Champion first and foremost, because we wanted her to know that SHE'S the one we're gunning for. I know that doesn't say much, Tomoko is a champion so there's bound to be plenty targeting her. We're just going to make sure that it's one of us that dethrones you!
A sudden burst of boos fill the MGM Grand Garden Arena.
Charli Manning: Hey now, I get it! You all look at Tomoko and you love her. You love her pizzazz, her skill...well, I could care less. What *I* love is that Pure Championship, and I would love to see it sitting atop one of her shoulders.
Dani Shadow: Faizah, I've done my homework on you and it seems like you already tried your hand at Tomoko, did you not? Let me ask you a question, how did that go for you? Before Ota even managed to gain herself a title victory, were you able to best her in your series? I can only imagine that's been eating at you ever since. You came here to prove yourself, only to get knocked back down. For someone who is...Best At Everything...that must have bruised your ego a bit, huh?
Charli Manning: And Siren...let's not get into how many opportunities you've had, because then we would know how many you've wasted. All of them. You always fight your way back from the brink, somehow getting a title shot but you've never made good on those promises, have you? Sing loud, Siren...nobody hears you.
The Runaways look to one another and a smirk comes across their faces.
Dani Shadow: ...Run, girls, run...
Charli Manning: Tonight, the House of Wrestling witnesses the start of our rise. Now let's get this over with!
Charli drops the mic forcefully as Dani takes her place at ringside for the next match to start.
Cut backstage to Jewel Chayse alongside her Silas Romero. Both dressed in very similar jackets and of course Jewels gear showcasing her best assets. Noelle comes running into the scene very late, very excited and eating a very sticky s'more.
NOELLE SKYE:
"HEY, DID YOU ALREADY TALK ABOUT THE BLOODJOB? THOSE SONS OF BITCHES. WHICH ONE YOU FACING AGAIN? THE BROTHER? THE FATHER? THE COUSIN? I LOST TRACK!"
Noelle eyeballed Silas quickly. As Jewel side-eyed Noelle and looked at Silas. Noelle was also wearing a similar jacket, hers bright green with a little alien on it. Noelle licked her fingers.
NOELLE SKYE:
"OH, HEY I'M SORRY - DO YOU WANT SOME?"
Noelle with very sticky hands went to hand Jewel some but she turned her down. Noelle then shoved the rest into her mouth.
NOELLE SKYE:
"OH, WHAT ABOUT BEA? THAT LITTLE GREMLIN LOOKING VAMPIRE?"
Noelle looked at Silas, he kept a straight face.
NOELLE SKYE:
"WHAT ABOUT THAT TROLL, MYRA RIVERS?"
Noelle crossed her arms, she looked between Jewel and Silas.
NOELLE SKYE:
"HOLY SMOKES BATMAN. I KNOW I WAS LATE. BUT NOT THAT LATE. WHAT HAVE YOU TWO BEEN DOING?"
SILAS ROMERO:
“Why are you screaming?”
Silas looked at Jewel, then back to Noelle, very confused. He shook his head and continued on.
SILAS ROMERO:
“Never mind. Don’t answer that. But, to answer one of your seven hundred and thirty seven questions, I think I have the displeasure of facing off with the older brother. You know, the one they helped pull off the heist of the century.”
Just thinking about that moment pissed Silas off to no end.
SILAS ROMERO:
“But you know what? It doesn’t matter. Wanna know why?”
NOELLE SKYE:
"YEAH! WHY!?"
SILAS ROMERO:
“It’s honestly quite simple - it won’t take long to reclaim what is rightfully ours. Plus, we’re about to embark on the greatest expedition of championship gold this industry has ever seen and quite frankly… Those frauds could never pull that off. They rely too heavily on their FAMILY getting the job for them. Us? All we need is each other and we prove night in and night out why we are the best damn tag team walking this planet!”
JEWEL CHAYSE:
"As far as Bea goes? She's just another person standing in my way. I'm done being held back, and screwed over. It's my time. It's time for THE QUEEN TO REIGN SUPREME. It's time everyone knows my name. The Crown Jewel. Learn it. Live it. Love it."
Noelle jumped up and down with excitement as the scene ended with Silas and Jewel walking away and Noelle running after them.
Alone.
Once again, Noah Ortega embraced his loneliness.
None of his followers in sight. Just him and the camera, his eyes glued to it. He ran his fingers through his hair, licking his dry lips as he contemplates whether to open them or not, sighing, wanting to but not knowing how to start. For once, he's at a loss. Despite his recent win, he's still grieving, healing from his loss to the Violent Champion, Madz. He scoffs, turning away from the camera for a moment.
Noah Ortega: The violence division was built for the way of The Lost. I believe so... I still believe in this vision.
He pauses, hesitant.
Noah Ortega: It was built for people like me... the misfits, born into violence. I am the epitome of this division and I have ran through half of the names involved in this match tonight. Emma Douglas, Archer, Chika Aramura, Dylan Shepard... I've survived them, and the rest of them, the likes of Kerberos, VixSin, Ryl of Scardale, they don't concern me. There's only one name, one name that alludes me, and she does so, on a constant basis now... and that is, our Violent Champion, Madison Lewis.
He applauds, allowing a grin to stretch across his mouth.
Noah Ortega: You've become my boogeyman Madz and tonight, the stakes are higher than ever for you. You know that but you thrive off that, you thrive off the pressure, because the responsibility of being champion, means so much to you... and I respect that. I respect what you've, contributed... and it sickens me, to say so... but all good things, have to come to an end. Your championship reign, as admirable as it's been, has to come to an end and the only one who's capable of doing so, is me. The Leader of The Lost, The Abandoned Son, The Forgotten Chosen One - Noah Ortega.
Ortega exhales, spreading his arms out wide.
Noah Ortega: I am, inevitable. I am, the endgame. I am, the leader of The Lost Generation, and together... alone, for now, I strive to become a leader, you can believe in.
A maniacal chuckle, one sinister yet sincere.
Noah Ortega: And soon... the world will know, that the way of The Lost, is the only way.
Civil Champion Myra River suddenly finds herself in an uncomfortable position: with a referee’s shirt on. She doesn’t look like she’s THAT thrilled with going through with this, but nonetheless, this is only the tip of the iceberg for a champion that is not in the greatest of moods as she begins to express her thoughts.
Myra Rivers: You know what I really can’t stand? People that can’t beat me fairly. I don’t necessarily mind falling short in a match. I mean, it STINGS when that happens, but if it was a fair fight, then at least I can stomach it. In the record books, Jewel Chayse won against me last week. It was a countout, but that doesn’t erase that in the books. She also has a win over me in a tag match in which I wasn’t even pinned. My partner was pinned. Needless to say, racking up a technical 0-2 record against someone when that someone either pinned someone else or, in the case of two weeks ago, took the coward’s way out? That doesn’t sit well with me. She’s not the first person in this company that has racked up cheap wins against me because they could never actually beat me in the ring straight up.
Lord fucking knows I had to deal with that from Bianca Page for months…
Myra takes a pause and rolls her eyes as she briefly reflects on that before continuing.
Myra Rivers: So the common wisdom is that bullshit or not, this puts Jewel Chayse in the front of the line for a title shot, am I right? I welcome it because then and only then, will I be able to put her down and show her what a real champion is supposed to be about but the fact of the matter is? I have yet to see her prove herself capable of coming through when it matters. She had a chance to become the number one contender to my title before. But she came up short. She didn’t get pinned, but she fell short nonetheless. And she fell short against “Basic Bea”... literally someone whose personality is so dry it makes the Arizona desert look like Seattle in comparison.
And what do you know? They’re facing off against each other with me being the special referee. I mean seriously, what in the hell was Blackstone smoking when he put this match together? Damn it, I’m a workhorse. I take pride in being the WRESTLER that I am. I question what the point is of being the special referee here because this is absolutely something that’s not up my alley in any way, but I might as well do what I’ve got to do, even if I don’t like it. I’m not going to stand here and give Jewel and Bea lectures of how to conduct themselves in the ring. They’re both going to ignore me regardless. They’re both just going to do whatever the hell they want in the end. In fact, it may be paranoia speaking…
Hell, maybe it’s because I’ve been at this for as long as I have…
But for some reason, I can’t shake this feeling in the back of my head that I may be walking into a trap.
I’ll play it by ear, I’ll call it like I see it, in spite of all of that. I HOPE I’m not walking into a trap. Hopefully, it’s just a no bullshit wrestling match between two people that can’t get over their own vain egos. I understand that the winner of this match might end up being at the front of the line for a Civil title shot, so I definitely have to keep all eyes open here.
Myra pauses once more, taking a sigh as she continues to lament the situation she finds herself in.
Myra Rivers: You both better be smart about this because if either of you try to start hell with me, you can bet that I’m going to raise hell right back. I’m literally the last person on this roster you want to put one over on. So by all means, beat the hell out of each other. My only role in this is just to make a three count… as annoying and as middling as a role as that is..
Fucking Blackstone…
Myra rolls her eyes again as she makes her exit from the scene.
Cut to the inside of a shadowed hall, an ancient medieval-style mead hall if you can believe it. Many torch sconces lit, crackling with bright fire and illuminating the room properly. The walls are adorned with great tapestries of giant spiders and dark, long-eared warriors moving as one. They are led by a great horror, a beautiful woman with pale white hair, and lavender skin, and yet her bottom torso degrades into a giant tarantula body. The Goddess Lolth leading her mortal forces to victory. Around the great wooden table sits the Cultists of Lolth.
If you were wondering? Once again, Ryl of Scardale’s segment is cut up and edited not unlike an old CW fantasy show or something that copied House of The Dragon. All the cultists sit in their purple hooded robes, drinking from great flagons, and chewing bread and salt. Seated on a throne of white wood that looks like a spider’s eight extended arms has to be Ryl, though her face is shadowed in the darkness.
At least the way the camera shoots. One particularly plump cultist speaks up.
Cultist #1: The time for talk is over. I like it no more than the lot of you but The Belt of Champion’s Violence must be attained in Lolth’s name. Would If I could, I would do it in honor of our Spider Queen but even my prodigious skills and unerring talent would falter in the face of The Shepard...He is rather devilishly handsome, is he not? Besides once being a true champion of Anarchy itself. Further I--
The Beast of Berkness slowly turns her head in the direction of the Cultist who cannot stop gushing about Big D. Slowly the cultist shrinks in her seat, and quietly sips from her tankard. Another cultist quickly speaks up.
Cultist #2: It is...We...That is to say she means no disrespect my Lady It is known throughout the lands that you, The Orchid Serpent is Lolth’s faithful, her champion! It is merely that...This melee, this grand melee that shall be the pinnacle of pitched combat for the House of Wrestling...Lord Blackstone has called upon the greatest hedge knights, the most dangerous raiders, those who do not shirk at the sight of blood. The Wolf of The Apocalypse, one calls himself. The Leader of the Lost, another. Truly, he leads lost lambs as you lead us, My Lady...Then of course there is the champion herself, Lady Lewis who sees the artifact of power more...It’s own entity.
Cultist #1: Vi is a really cute name.
Ryl’s head slowly turns in the direction of the cultist who mumbled that out very quickly. From the shadows one of her hands reaches down and she lifts a warhammer. The same warhammer that Chika got to taste the business end of at the last show.
Ryl of Scardale: Here me now. When Chika set upon mine path towards The Belt of Champion’s Violence, what was the fate that befell her? A cantrip, no more than a common feat I learned from a sordid bard. What happened of Kerberos you speak of? Dispatched and laid low by the lady VixSin. Ortega I suspect will have Archer and Emma alike to contend with. I...I have no quandaries, no alliances, none who wish to contend with me. They are all mine enemies and I shall destroy them regardless. Heads on spikes, the lot of them. That vestige of power that represents the most visceral and bloody, that belt that Madison Lewis holds proudly shall be mine. Mine, by right of conquest and all those who oppose are to fall. Make no mistake.
The head of the warhammer thumps down on the table with a loud thud. It gets the attention of all the cultists while one is heard muttering, “Man Cheryl really can get into character with this stuff”. Ryl either doesn’t hear them or ignores it.
Ryl of Scardale: I will hold that artifact. In Lolth’s name, or die in the attempt.
Cultists: In Lolth’s name.
They raise their tankards in toast of Lolth’s champion...And for the wars ahead.
Break for commercial.
The scene cuts to ringside when ‘Omnishred’ hits the speakers, the crowd erupts into cheers as we see smoke fill up the entrance ramp. After a few moments, we see Andrew Raynes coming out from the smoke, looking around for a moment. He smirks and taunts as pyro sets off around the entrance ramp. After a few more moments he makes his way down to the ring. He slides under the ropes and pops up quickly. Walking around a little bit as he still taunts the crowd, he comes over and grabs a mic from the corner before making his way back to the middle of the ring.
Andrew Raynes:
Boy, you wanna talk about making an entrance.
The crowd erupts, welcoming Raynes to House of Wrestling.
Andrew Raynes:
It felt good to give the Division a little surprise of their own, even better knowing that they brought their entire army to ensure they could win a trios match against some of the best. Making my way down with the steel chair to introduce a little chaos of my own was a sure fire way to remind them that there are people around that can do something about it when they see fit.
The crowd cheers, ANdrew looking confident going into his House of Wrestling debut match against Thatcher.
Andrew Raynes:
It's funny how I'm told I've picked a fight I couldn't win. Especially coming from the little piece of shit mouthpiece of the Division, I came here because I was needed here, because it was finally time to have someone that can look over at their little goon squad and have no fear, welcome the fight and see where the chips fall. I love a good fight, I’ve been sacrificing my body for years now and I will not be afraid of doing that here.
Andrew looks around, showing little concern for the Division, knowing that they will do whatever it takes to stop ANdrew before he picks up momentum.
Andrew Raynes:
You saw how everyone reacted when I showed up two weeks ago with that chair, make no mistake about it, i am not aligning myself with anyone. It's why Jessi, Chris and CJ all looked puzzled, I am not here to become a little squad. I will conduct business on my own, if they want to come and do something about the division, so be it. I am not relying on anyone to get the job done. The Division knows what i am capable of, Thatcher will see first hand what I am capable of and that will be a message that I send to everyone else as well.
You will all learn and understand why i am considered one of the toughest people to beat in wrestling and that is going to start tonight.
Andrew throws the mic down and looks around, waiting for Thatcher to make his entrance.
The only thing we can hear at first is the slow ticking of a clock. Nothing but darkness and the clock for a few seconds.
ARCHER: Tsk tsk Kerberos…
We slowly up on the extravagant face of a grandfather clock. The hands move at the right time, and the ticking continues. With each millisecond, we get a smidge further out, eventually beginning to encompass Archer into the frame. He hangs off the side of the clock.
ARCHER: You didn’t heed my words. Had you invited the Red Plague into your heart and into your mind, maybe you would’ve had your hand raised. Maybe for once here in the House of Wrestling, it would’ve been Kerberos’ name being announced. I know you’ve had your wins and you’ve had your losses, but you have yet to come close to accomplishing what you set out to do - what you were meant to do.
As our view has continued to pan out, Emma Douglas is revealed to be standing just on the other side of the clock. She nods her head in agreement.
ARCHER: Because believe me, you were meant for much more than what the House has had in store for you. The same as Emma and I. We are destined for so much more, and all it costs is a little bit of bloodshed. I hardly think you have any qualms paying that, Kerberos, and as such the offer still stands. But it won’t be standing for long.
He looks to Emma and once they’ve locked eyes, the pair shake their heads from side to side. A moment later, Archer turns back to the camera.
ARCHER: As for the others? I know you listen to my words and it’s hard for you to believe. That’s just fine, I know for a lot of you that seeing is believing. Maybe you haven’t been able to see what you think you should, but I promise that you should open your eyes. You’ve all missed the signs, starring you right in your face. The Red Plagues are going to rule this scramble match, and the Violent Championship will be firmly in our grasp. What’s more, there’s plenty bodies for us to make quite a massacre with…
The Architect of Ultraviolence smirks, turning back to the Mistress of Mayhem.
EMMA DOUGLAS: What have I been saying this entire time? The more people, the more chance for chaos. I'm all up for this match. WE are all up for this match. Why? Because this is what we live for. Causing as much pain and strife as possible. We've been doing things like this for a long time, and we've perfected the way of maiming the human body. Y'all at House of Wrestling are just now getting a taste of what The Red Plague is capable of. Watch us when we are fully unleashed. No more double teams, no more sneaky victories, just unbridled carnage.
Emma smirks and laughs to herself.
EMMA DOUGLAS: Our dear Violent Champion thinks she's ready for this endeavor. That she has everything under control, but she really doesn't seem to realize how much the waters are rising over her head. She's been getting by at this level of *violence".
She holds her hand to about chest high, with an almost distasteful look on her face.
EMMA DOUGLAS: But we are going to take it up a few notches to this..
Emma raises her hand above her head.
EMMA DOUGLAS: Level. People are not going to be the same after the Red Plague is done with them. Bloodied, twisted bodies await your future, House of Wrestling. We are going to bring a new era of Ultraviolence to that division. You better keep up or get run the hell over.
The Mistress of Mayhem snorts to herself and begins pacing back around, letting ARCHER finish up.
ARCHER: Mark my words, the time for games is over.
Static.
Crazy huh. A Violent Rules scrambles match for Madz Violent Championship. Now Madz has defended her title whenever and wherever she can. She's faced so many different people. Who all have failed at capturing her Violent Championship. 3 people she has already beat are involved in the match tonight. 5 others who she hasn't faced. One person who really stands out to Madz is Emma Douglas. Madz has heard of the things Emma is capable of. Shoot Madz was supposed to face Emma but someone *cough* Noah *cough* decided to steal a win from her. But that's fine, Madz proved once again why she is the champion. Tonight won't be any different for her. Madz wasn't letting anyone take her championship; she wasn't finished yet her story wasn't done. This is the biggest match of her career at least to her it's not everyday you get to face 8 people in a Scramble match. The Violent Champion would step into view of the Camera. She had a big smile on her face. Who wouldn't be happy right now. She gets to show everyone why she's the best. Yahamamoto was standing beside Madz. He had a few questions he wanted to ask Madz.
Yahamamoto -
Everyone please give a big warm welcome to the Violent Champion Madison Lewis.
MADZ :
Why hello my lovelies.
Madz was dressed in her Wrestling attire; she had her Violent Championship around her waist. Her signature bat gripped tightly in her hand. She also had a bag that had glitter Bombs in it.
Yahamamoto -
Tonight you have a big match. A Violent Rules scramble 8 people vs you for the Violent Championship. Care to share your thoughts?
MADZ :
You're right about one thing: this match is literally one of the biggest matches in my career. You've seen I will walk through hell and back when it comes to my Violent Championship. I'm not like the other champions. I don't let my championship slip through my thumb. I actually fight to keep what's mine. You know I actually beat 3 of the people in my match. 5 I've yet to face.
Madz has already beaten Dylan, chicka and Noah in previous championship matches. She was really looking forward to standing across from Emma Douglas.
Yahamamoto -
How about we start with the 3 you've already beat. Dylan Shepherd, Chicka and Noah Ortega.
The fans would have mixed reactions towards them. Some liked Dylan, some didn't. Some liked chicka some didn't, same with Noah.
MADZ :
Well let's start with Dylan. Isn't it obvious he's stuck under my spell. I've beat him too many times to even count. I think I hurt his hardcore MOJO. Because he hasn't really stood a chance since he signed his contract. Sorry Dylan boo we can do a little Wrestling of our own later -winks-. The lost boy Noah as much as I like doing this dance with you I'd really like it to stop. You're a bad dancer, you step on my toes and I don't like it. Get lost again?! Chicka babes you like this tiny girl child that seems angry all the time. Have you considered a hobby to help with all that built up anger? I hear being angry all the time isn't good for you.
Madz would smile. She was making jokes about them. But she still had 5 people who she hasn't ever faced yet. Madz was very confident though she wasn't going to let her title slip out of her hands.
Yahamamoto -
You have 5 other opponents in the Scramble. You haven't stepped in the ring with any of them. Who are you looking forward to facing the most?
MADZ :
Hmm who should I start with? They are all so interesting. I'm going to save the best for last so let's go with the weird one first ryl of Scardale. Did you get lost on your way to a Renaissance festival? I watched your last promo about wanting my championship. You believe in magic right? You'll have to conquer a magic spell if you think you'll ever put your grubby paws on my Violent Championship. Your in my world Ryl you'll soon learn that. Vixsin let's go with you next your intimidating I give you that. But you don't stand out to me. So with that being said you won't last long in this Scramble. Kerberos at first you had this whole don't eff with me persona but now you're really not that scary. You won't last long in the Scramble either.
Madz made sure she saved Emma and Archer for last because she knew these 2 were going to be tough. This is her chance to prove she is the best Violent Champion to ever step foot in HOW.
MADZ :
I saved 2 of the best for last. Emma Douglas and Archer. 2 people who love violence. 2 people that will walk through hell and back to get the job done. First off Emma I'm really looking forward to facing the mistress of mayhem. I've heard so much about you. Archer, the architect of Ultraviolence, your friend that I beat to become the Violent Champion used to claim he was this big Violent man who only proved he was one of those really tiny men who couldn't cut it when the going got tough. He also said I wouldn't amount to anything with the Violent Championship but here I am the longest reigning Violent Champion.
Yahamamoto -
It sounds like you're ready for this Violent Championship Scramble match.
MADZ :
I'm always ready. This is my world. My championship. If you think I'm going to let 8 others try and take that from me, they really don't know how Violent I can be. At the end of the day I will always be the last person standing. The 8 of them will always have something in common and that's failure. -smiles-
Madz would hold her title up the camera with a smirk along her lips. She would do a hair flip and a twirl before skipping off down the hallway.
RICHARDSON: Champions, right? That's what you guys call yourselves, yeah? Funny thing is, that's not what we see. Nor is it what any of these fans think, or even the boys and girls in the back. No, the pair of you are holding those titles hostage and it's our job, to retrieve them. It's our job to clean up the mess you made and restore some damn dignity to this division. Hell, if its the last thing we'll do, we'll get it done, but tonight... tonight has to be the night. Last week, I had your number. Enough so to make this match official and there wasn't any beating around the bush, management knew immediately what needed to be done, and that was allow the opportunity for Strike 2 Kill to save their tag team division.
He extends his arms out wide, nodding his head as he does.
RICHARDSON: That's what we're doing, boys. That's what you're up against. You wanna tell me you guys are worthy champions, even though you thieved them yourselves? You wanna convince the world that you guys are worth the investment as a team, despite the fact that everybody here goddamn hates you... but you still got the titles, and that angers me, fellas. But that all changes, tonight! Strike 2 Kill become the House of Wrestling WORLD Tag Team Champions. We're the gunslingers ready to save the day for you all ladies and gentlemen, and you're very welcome.
Watson nods his head as he steps into the forefront of the frame.
WATSON: You said it a few weeks ago Liam, karma always comes back around and tonight, that's exactly what's gonna happen to you boys. Ya'll cheated to get to this position and I've gotta give ya'll props at the same time. You made the most out of an opportunity and now you're the champions... congrats. But the fact remains, you boys, aren't on our level. Even though you have those championship belts around your waist, it doesn't mean anything until you actually do something with them. I see how ya'll be parading yourselves as the best tag team in the world, it's all over your feed. Spouting your nonsensical bullshit that nobody wants to listen to, but ya'll do it anyway, cause why the hell not?
He asks rhetorically, smirking as he does.
WATSON: Except, no one, actually believes that. Ya'll haven't done anything to clamor any believers and tonight we'll expose you for it. We'll strike you harder than any team has ever striked you before. It's in our name, isn't it? That's what we're all about! Striking to kill, making our opponents suffer in order to win and tonight, that's what's in store for the pair of ya'll. Hell is what's coming tonight and those tag titles, are coming home to S2K!
The scene gradually fades to black as the two abruptly leave.
Opener Tag Team Rules House of Wrestling World Tag Team Championships Salavea Twins(c) vs Strike2Kill The World Tag Team Champions make their way down to the ring with the titles in hand, though the crowd is booing nonstop. Of course it's the exact opposite for their challengers for the night, Strike2Kill. S2K has been a favorite in the tag division from even back when the belts were first created. Both teams look like they're out to prove themselves here tonight. The bell rings and we see right away the intense back and forth action each team is going to bring to this match. There's various quick tags and teamwork galore. Exactly what tag team wrestling is about! The audience is loving it! We started seeing a little bafoonery when Jacob ducked under a heel kick from Miles, and rolled through his leg into a rollup. The Salavea twin quickly went into a pin attempt, but that wasn't the wild part. The bafoonery is when Rodney had exited his apron, reaching under the ropes and putting extra pressure on Mile's shoulders within the rollup! Luckily the referee spots the trick and stops the count! Watson follows that up by getting to his feet and running towards the ropes. He bounces off into a handspring maneuver and comes back into a handspring cutter! He hooks Jacob's leg but the Salavea twin powers out! Jacob and Miles battle back to their feet, trading blow after blow. They gun it towards the opposite side of the ropes, bounding back and duck under both of their attempts. They both keep running though, bounding back into double dropkicks that sees both crash to the canvas below! They both turn over to their stomachs, crawling towards their corners as the House crowd pound and cheer with anticipation until they get to their corners! Richardson snatches Rodney into a flying armbar that he has to fight against. It takes a lot not to tap, but he finally turns Liam to his side, kneeing him in the face and getting to his feet. Jacob ducks under the second rope and gets back into the ring to join his brother in Protect Ya Neck (Hidden Blade/Running Knee Strike Combo), flattening Liam on the canvas. Miles rushes in but is hit with a flying closeline that takes both Jacob and Miles to the outside! Rodney goes for the cover but Liam kicks out and the crowd cheers! Rodney is frustrated. Someone hops up on the apron and the House crowd begin to cheer again! The referee immediately walks over and begins to argue with none other than Noa Skye to get down! Inside the ring, Rodney is watching what's occurring, but he isn't going to pay it any attention. He turns back to Liam, but is blasted in the face with The Kennedy Curse (Busaiku Knee Kick) from Silas Romero! Romero slides out of the ring and Skye hops down from the apron at the same time. Richardson grabs leans with his back against Rodney on the canvas, hooking his leg with his left arm. Jacob tries to slide in, but is yanked back by Miles as the referee counts the three! The House is on their feet as Strike2Kill are handed the World Tag Team titles and the Midnight Demon Club back up the ramp, making faces at the Salaveas! Jacob and Rodney are LIVID, shaking the ropes and looking up the ramp at MDC as S2K head through the crowd! WINNER AND NEW House of Wrestling World Tag Team Champions, Strike2Kill! FINISHING MOVE The Kennedy Curse (Busaiku Knee Kick) |
We open at the desk of none other than Bash Blackstone. He’s still managed to maintain his desk and his office because at the end of the day he is still the COO. His eyes are firmly on a replay of last week’s main event, his one and only main event. The video gets to the end when RAZE comes in and attacks Alex Andrews. Blackstone pauses the tape.
Bash Blackstone:: I can’t believe that Alex really thought she was going to get more of my time in that main event. My time is priceless. She’s lucky I didn’t charge her for sharing the ring with me! But there was one last thing I had to do before I could really rid myself of her and Davina. I had to put The Division in between myself and them. Now if they want to get to us, they have to go through The Division, and I’m going to make sure they have access to each and every Foundations!
He points the remote forward, forcing the tape off.
Bash Blackstone: Of course the wrestling moves that you had taught me really paid off in the end. The one where I pretend that I’ve hurt my wrist and the referee needs to come take a look was very good, and especially the one where I stay on the outside of the ring. It was perfect, thank you so much for teaching me them!
The camera angle widens, finally showing the one and only Veronica Taylor sitting right by his side. The shot hadn’t seen her until just now.
Bash Blackstone: Your match tonight against CJ Bradley is just you getting back on track to a championship reign. Bianca basically beat CJ in the Golden Nightmare match, she should be no problem for the Superstarlet!
Veronica fluffs her hair smugly, as she said in a colder tone than usual.
Veroncia Taylor: CJ Bradley is in the wrong place at the wrong time, still not over the fact these morons like Davina and Alex thought they could steal this company from under us, and for what? Because they want to drag the ratings down by focusing on them yuck!
Veronica shudders, as she spoke again in teh same tone.
Veronica Taylor: Like they have their jobs to make the stars look better by comparison but they think they are the stars they think these peons pay to watch them? I don’t get it they don’t they love a good story that the losers table finally got one over the popular girl but we know that’s not how it will end.
Bash chuckles with an angry tone.
Bash Blackstone: It’s ridiculous they would think they would know the business better than us. Alex and Davina don’t know what the people want, the people don’t even know what they want half the time. If you let the ‘people’ run this place it would be dead inside of a month. I know they all want some storybook ending but this isn’t a book, this is real life. Not even in a written story would they ever be able to defeat the Superstarlet!
He looks to the mirror, straightening his jacket a little.
Bash Blackstone: I’m also not hoping to see Jenson running around here. That guy still has a world of hurt coming his way if he thinks he can double cross US like that. That was incredibly unprofessional, and if he knows what’s good for him he will stay in his corner. Bianca already beat him two weeks ago and proved that he never should’ve been on our team for Homecoming in the first place! He should watch your match with CJ tonight if he wants to see how a true STAR operates!
Veronica rolled her eyes as she checked her phone, spotting a few things out of the corner of her eye. Before placing it back down, as she spoke in a bitchy tone.
Veronica Taylor: CJ Bradley might be someone on the rise, but that rise stops tonight when she steps in the ring with me. I am going to show why happens when I am pushed, they think they can steal from us without consequences? Ha they will all find out out why HOW is our oyster and why they don’t belong here. Tonight is gonna be a night of pain for them, and its going ot be glamorous.
Veronica said with a evil glint in her eyes.
Veronica Taylor: They need to worry about more than what’s happening through the Agora network, theres a whole list of repercussions coming their way, and they are to stupid to know it yet. But the sooner we get tonight over with the more me and you can turn our focus to more important things.
Bash Blackstone: The days of people messing with us are over! Now let’s get ready for your entrance, my Superstarlet!
The scene fades away as both Vero and Bash move towards the door.
Match Two Jenna Sharpe vs Akari Kaneko The crowd are really in a frenzy after the opener, which only means they are already in a good mood when the next pair come down to the ring. Jenna Sharpe has had her name near the top ever since she's come into HoW. She had a very good showing against the Pure Champion and competed in the Golden Nightmare match at Homecoming, still she's looking for her ticket to the tip top. Akari has had a few false starts but she knows a win over Jenna will put her in a good light. As the bell rings Jenna immediately goes in for a tie up. She's going to do everything she can to keep things in the technical realm. She does just that by transitioning through a few holds before Akari escapes. Kaneko is used to having to keep up with technical prowess and finds herself looking for hard strikes. She does get off a few but by the time her leg or arm are caught by Sharpe, she's twisting them up into a pretzel. Instead, Kaneko reverts to a different strategy in which she tries to be more on defense, putting her arms up and backing away. This only tells Sharpe that she's making the right decisions, and she inches forward, backing Akari up into the corner. Jenna hops up to the second rope and lands a right hand, but Akari shoves her off. Jenna flies through the air but luckily lands on her feet. She's not on her feet for long though as Kaneko rushes forward with a bicycle kick that catches Sharpe right across the chin. Akari tries her best to keep Jenna grounded from there, but Sharpe is of course battling back. Everytime she begins to get to her feet, Kaneko gives her an axe handle back then. Finally, Jenna powers up and strikes with an uppercut. She goes for a kick to the midsection that Akari catches and spins her around. When she comes around full circle, Kaneko drives her down with a Silent Scream (Chokeslam)! Akari's fans cheer as she goes for the three count but she only gets a two! The two battle on, with Kaneko even trying to lock Jenna into a boston crab to make her tap. Sharpe is able to walk on her hands over to the ropes though and get herself a rope break. As they get to their feet Akari is automatically on the hunt again, driving a forearm right to Jenna's chest. Jenna backs up a bit and the next thing she sees is Akari running towards her. Thinking fast, Jenna reverses her into an STO, bringing her down to the canvas! From there she grabs Kaneko's arms and transitions into the Devil's Trap (Last Chancery)! Akari kicks and screams with all her might, trying to move closer and closer to the ropes but she's not able to and is forced to tap. The crowd cheer for the pair for a job well done, and as a lady, Jenna raises Akari's hand as well. WINNER Jenna Sharpe FINISHING MOVE Devil's Trap (Last Chancery) |
Backstage at the Grand Garden Arena.
BEA CARTER: Once again I stabd at a precipice of fate. I see the path before me clearly and I know what lies in store for me.
Of course even seeing the path from on high doesn't mean fate will set me on that path. An oxymoron of life isnt it? We plan for what we see but dont prepare for the likely fact that our eyes deceive us.
I charged headfirst into a thicket and lost my way. I dared to challenge fate's hand and was promptly, and somehow deservedly, bitch slapped back. A kick to my complacency. A mistake on my part. One I wont be repeating.
Tonight I deal with Jewel Chayse once again. Opponent, partner, opponent. The dance is almost poetic, if it weren't so pathetic. Ah but there is a cherry on top: the Civil champion herself Myra Rivers set to officiate our match.
Will she be completely unbiased? Likely not. Who will that favor? Even I cannot say. It could even be Myra will choose to "call it fown the middle" by making a mockery of both Jewel and myself.
Thats to come I suppose. For the moment, its time to show the gemstone she is not as lustrous as her name.
The only shine right now is the one that will light my ascension.
Match Three Bart Ramsey vs Vladislav At Homecoming, Bart Ramsey kicked off the night by winning a buried alive match against Brother Wells and finally vanquishing him back into the darkness from which he came. While Brother Wells has been gone, Bart hasn't found the path he was hoping for just yet. But that's alright, because he remains hopeful, even against the behemoth known as Vladislav. Vladislav was able to impress two weeks ago in his debut match, and even though he didn't get the win, he also wasn't pinned. There's no telling how far this man can go when he hits his stride, or will Bart finally find the right footing? It takes some time, but Ramsey is finally able to bring Vladislav down to one knee. He bounds off the ropes and comes back for what looks like a float-over neckbreaker, but Vladislav lifts him up! He flips Bart over into the powerslam position, before drilling him down to the mat. Showing an incredible amount of strength, he deadlifts Ramsey up off the mat and drives him down a second time for another powerslam. Bart pushes himself up through the pain, but walks right into the Hammer of Warsaw (Burning Lariat)! Bart gets turned over and his leg hooked, but it's not over yet and Bart shoots his shoulder up! Vladislav yanks Bart up onto his shoulders and begins to walk towards the middle of the ring, but Bart's leg holds onto the top rope. This allows him to slip off his shoulders and falling to the apron. Vlad comes over and eats a forearm to the face. Bart lands a second one that forces Vladislav to back up. Ramey sizes him up, and then uses the ropes to springboard back into the ring with a dragonrana pin! He hooks Vlad's legs for a pin attempt of his own but Vladislav shoves Bart off. Ramsey bounces off the ropes and lands a rocket kick to Vladislav that sends him to the canvas. As Vladislav sits up, Bart begins to land kicks to his back. He goes to land a kick to his chest but Vlad catches his leg. Bart leaps up with his opposite leg, kicking Vladislav right in the face! With Vladislav on the mat, Bart hurriedly walks over to the turnbuckle and backs up to it, placing himself onto the top rope. He leaps off into Daylight Breach (Swanton Bomb)! Vlad sees it coming and puts up his knees! They collide with Bart's back! The crowd boos for the mishap, but there's plenty of Vladislav fans in the audience to counteract that. Bart and Vlad get to their feet at the same time but Vlad is able to land a kick to Bart's midsection! He folds Bart up into a pumphandle position before nailing him with the Hammer and Sickle (Psycho Driver II)! Vladislav turns him over and lays across him for the three count! Professional Wrestling's Final Boss has his hand raised by the ref. WINNER Vladislav FINISHING MOVE Hammer and Sickle (Psycho Driver II) |
"Runaway" by Bon Jovi begins to play out of the PA system out of nowhere, and the pink lettering of The Runaways flashes up on the tron yet again. The first time the House of Wrestling crowd has ever seen this tron was two weeks ago when the gals walked out onto the ramp just to say a quick hello to the Pure Champion. Of course, they've never been the type to make any attacks of any sort, they do their best talking in the ring.
The same pair, Charli Manning and Dani Shadow known as The Runaways, walk out onto the ramp to a mixed reaction. The fans don't know them yet, but oh they will. They make their way down to the ring and slide in. The announcer gives up his microphone and they fetch a second one so that both women can be on the mic at the same time.
Charli Manning: Wooohooo look at what we got us here, Dani?
Dani Shadow: What's that Charli?
Charli Manning: We got ourselves a whole ass wrestling contract, can you believe that?
Dani Shadow: Well no shit? That's the craziest thing I ever did hear.
The two chuckle and nudge each other in the ring, putting the mics down for a few seconds.
Charli Manning: But in all seriousness, I know that everyone is looking at us like they have no idea who we are. We're The Runaways, and I'll tell you one thing, that name isn't referring to running away from a fight. Dani and I have been clawing at the spine of this business for too long. We decided that we would step on each other's backs to help one another up, to reach greatness together. Here we are, together, working towards greatness.
Dani Shadow: Tonight marks the very first time that we're going to be in the ring for you guys. The very first time you're going to be able to take any notes down, because I'm guessing you'll need to. We wanted to give a hello to the Pure Champion first and foremost, because we wanted her to know that SHE'S the one we're gunning for. I know that doesn't say much, Tomoko is a champion so there's bound to be plenty targeting her. We're just going to make sure that it's one of us that dethrones you!
A sudden burst of boos fill the MGM Grand Garden Arena.
Charli Manning: Hey now, I get it! You all look at Tomoko and you love her. You love her pizzazz, her skill...well, I could care less. What *I* love is that Pure Championship, and I would love to see it sitting atop one of her shoulders.
Dani Shadow: Faizah, I've done my homework on you and it seems like you already tried your hand at Tomoko, did you not? Let me ask you a question, how did that go for you? Before Ota even managed to gain herself a title victory, were you able to best her in your series? I can only imagine that's been eating at you ever since. You came here to prove yourself, only to get knocked back down. For someone who is...Best At Everything...that must have bruised your ego a bit, huh?
Charli Manning: And Siren...let's not get into how many opportunities you've had, because then we would know how many you've wasted. All of them. You always fight your way back from the brink, somehow getting a title shot but you've never made good on those promises, have you? Sing loud, Siren...nobody hears you.
The Runaways look to one another and a smirk comes across their faces.
Dani Shadow: ...Run, girls, run...
Charli Manning: Tonight, the House of Wrestling witnesses the start of our rise. Now let's get this over with!
Charli drops the mic forcefully as Dani takes her place at ringside for the next match to start.
Match Four Pure Rules Tomoko Ota on Commentary Charli Manning (w/ Dani Shadow) vs Siren (w/ Caliban) The crowd is nothing but intrigued as our competitors make their way out to the ring. Charli Manning and Dani Shadow walk down the ramp together of course. The Runaways have only just recently signed a contract here in House of Wrestling, so this will really show what they might have in store during their time here. Siren has been a mainstay here in HoW and something of a gatekeeper. The Pure Champion takes her place at commentary. The bell rings and the two instantly go at it. They lock up and Charli pushes her back into the turnbuckle, slamming Siren's head into it. She takes Siren by the arm, launching her out of the corner with an arm drag. Charli keeps Siren down on the mat, and applies an armbar but Siren is able to slip out. Siren is able to roll to her feet, leaping up and landing an enzugiri to the back of Charli's head. Manning falls down to one knee and Siren bounds off the nearest ropes into a basement hurricanrana! She smashes Charli's face to the mat. Siren goes for a standing moonsault but Charli rolls out of the way, causing Siren to collide with the canvas. They get to their feet at the same time, Manning grabbing Siren into a butterfly lock before lifting her up into a tiger bomb! Manning goes for the cover but Siren is able to kick out, much to the dismay of Dani Shadow at ringside. Caliban begins to yell at Siren and bangs on the canvas. When they get to their feet, Charli goes for a lariat but Siren snatches her arm into a crossface chickenwing! Charli isn't letting her lock it in though and spins out of it, only for Siren to grab her back into a reverse DDT! Siren jumps into Hell Hath No Fury (Insult to Injury), driving her knees into Charli's midsection. She hooks her leg and tries for a win but Manning gets her shoulder up! They battle back to their feet, with Siren landing an elbow to Charli's temple that causes her to back into the ropes. Siren whips her into the turnbuckle, which Siren tries to follow up with a corner splash. However Manning is able to move out of the way and send Siren face first into the corner! Charli climbs up to the second rope and lands five right hands into Siren. She then grabs her by the arms, rocking back into a monkey flip that sees Siren soar through the air! Charli goes to help Siren up but she's quickly kicked away. Siren kips up and then lands a knee that backs Charli into the ropes again, but this time she surprises Siren by bounding off into a hard lariat. She climbs to the top rope and waits for Siren to get to her feet. When she does, she turns right around into Shotgun (Magnum) from Charli Manning! The Runaway hooks Siren's leg for the three count and the win! WINNER Charli Manning FINISHING MOVE Schoolboy |
Match Five Pure Rules Tomoko Ota on Commentary Faizah Marshall vs Dani Shadow (w/ Charli Manning) The referee raises Charli's hand in triumph and together The Runaways stay out in the ring so that Dani can now show what she has. They both point to Tomoko at ringside, and look to make more of a statement. Before the next match, the duo nail Siren with Bikini Kill (German Suplex/Backstabber Combo) and lay her out. Ota stands up, about to help Siren but Caliben yanks her from the bottom rope and assists her up the ramp. A moment later and Faizah Marshall is walking down the steel ramp. Charli Manning exits the ring and leaves Dani inside the ring to compete. Marshall has her own history with Tomoko, as well as the Pure Championship, so she knows what at stake here. As we begin we can already tell that this match is going to be much closely contested than the last. Charli, who had been goading Tomoko, now fully has her eyes on the match as her partner Dani struggles to maintain control. Faizah is having her struggles as well, but both are managing to remain about equal. There's a shift in the tide when Dani leaps for the second rope into a tornado DDT, but Marshall shoves her off at the last moment. Although Shadow lands on her feet, Faizah still gets her in the midsection with a kick. Faizah lifts her up and over into an exploder suplex! She floats over and goes for a pin attempt but Dani kicks out! Back on their feet, Faizah lands a backhand chop across Dani's chest. She grabs hold of Shadow's right arm and twists her up, going for a hook kick but Dani is able to duck! Dani untwists her arm and ends up folding Faizah into a pumphandle position, before Dani lifts her up into a modified sitout pumphandle powerbomb! She doesn't try for a pin though and instead, moves into Shadow of a Doubt (Haas of Pain)! Faizah yells out and tries to reach for the ropes but she isn't near enough. Dani is looking to Tomoko at commentary, making sure she seems the submission hold that Shadow is applying. Charli joins in on the goading again, as well. However, the taunting is what makes Dani slip up and she doesn't realize that Marshall has started to shift her body. With a hard push, Faizah slips from the hold and rolls out of the leg lock, back up to her feet. Dani is shocked and the crowd are on their feet, especially as Marshall leaps into a springboard meteora that drives Dani into the mat! Charli is yelling to Dani in hopes of bringing her back onto her feet. This is especially dire because Faizah rushes to the nearest turnbuckle, and jumps into the Bae Alert (Step-Up Top Rope Moonsault) which sends the House crowd into a frenzy for the Queen of Chaos! Charli is beyond frustrated, but Tomoko looks amused as Faizah makes the three count on the second member of The Runaways! Just after the bell, the referee raises Faizah's hand but a moment later, Charli Manning gives her an axehandle to the back! She begins to stomp on Marshall but Tomoko enters the ring and blasts Charli in the chest with the Eternal Cleave (Axehandle to the chest)! Charli hits the mat, and The Runaways slide from the ring. Faizah gets to her feet, but she has mixed feelings already towards Tomoko and isn't sure how to feel, but there's no doubts about how she looks at The Runaways. WINNER Faizah Marshall FINISHING MOVE Bae Alert (Step-Up Top Rope Moonsault) |
Cut backstage to Jewel Chayse alongside her Silas Romero. Both dressed in very similar jackets and of course Jewels gear showcasing her best assets. Noelle comes running into the scene very late, very excited and eating a very sticky s'more.
NOELLE SKYE:
"HEY, DID YOU ALREADY TALK ABOUT THE BLOODJOB? THOSE SONS OF BITCHES. WHICH ONE YOU FACING AGAIN? THE BROTHER? THE FATHER? THE COUSIN? I LOST TRACK!"
Noelle eyeballed Silas quickly. As Jewel side-eyed Noelle and looked at Silas. Noelle was also wearing a similar jacket, hers bright green with a little alien on it. Noelle licked her fingers.
NOELLE SKYE:
"OH, HEY I'M SORRY - DO YOU WANT SOME?"
Noelle with very sticky hands went to hand Jewel some but she turned her down. Noelle then shoved the rest into her mouth.
NOELLE SKYE:
"OH, WHAT ABOUT BEA? THAT LITTLE GREMLIN LOOKING VAMPIRE?"
Noelle looked at Silas, he kept a straight face.
NOELLE SKYE:
"WHAT ABOUT THAT TROLL, MYRA RIVERS?"
Noelle crossed her arms, she looked between Jewel and Silas.
NOELLE SKYE:
"HOLY SMOKES BATMAN. I KNOW I WAS LATE. BUT NOT THAT LATE. WHAT HAVE YOU TWO BEEN DOING?"
SILAS ROMERO:
“Why are you screaming?”
Silas looked at Jewel, then back to Noelle, very confused. He shook his head and continued on.
SILAS ROMERO:
“Never mind. Don’t answer that. But, to answer one of your seven hundred and thirty seven questions, I think I have the displeasure of facing off with the older brother. You know, the one they helped pull off the heist of the century.”
Just thinking about that moment pissed Silas off to no end.
SILAS ROMERO:
“But you know what? It doesn’t matter. Wanna know why?”
NOELLE SKYE:
"YEAH! WHY!?"
SILAS ROMERO:
“It’s honestly quite simple - it won’t take long to reclaim what is rightfully ours. Plus, we’re about to embark on the greatest expedition of championship gold this industry has ever seen and quite frankly… Those frauds could never pull that off. They rely too heavily on their FAMILY getting the job for them. Us? All we need is each other and we prove night in and night out why we are the best damn tag team walking this planet!”
JEWEL CHAYSE:
"As far as Bea goes? She's just another person standing in my way. I'm done being held back, and screwed over. It's my time. It's time for THE QUEEN TO REIGN SUPREME. It's time everyone knows my name. The Crown Jewel. Learn it. Live it. Love it."
Noelle jumped up and down with excitement as the scene ended with Silas and Jewel walking away and Noelle running after them.
Match Six Veronica Taylor (w/ Bianca Page) vs CJ Bradley Veronica Taylor and Bianca Page make their way out to a grand amount of boos, but they don't seem to care much at all. Two weeks ago, Veronica and Bash were able to pull a fast one on Alex Andrews and Davina King by having The Division attack them. Meanwhile, Bianca was able to get a bit of revenge against Jenson for what he did at Homecoming. Still, the connection to CJ Bradley is one that cannot be ignored, the Queens of Chaos having brushes with Bash every so often. Besides, if The Division is aligned with this crew, then CJ automatically knows they aren't going to play here. Bradley is on guard, coming out by herself to get the job done. The Circuit Breaker knows that Veronica isn't super versed in technical wrestling so she tries to keep them in this realm. They go for a tie up and Bradley keeps hold of her, transitioning behind and bringing her to the canvas with a waistlock takedown. Veronica pushes her arms off, but CJ grabs her into a headlock instead. Veronica is forced to work her way to her feet, driving elbows into Bradley's gut before she tries to whip Bradley across the ring. Unfortunately for her, CJ short-arms back with a discus lariat that catches Veronica off guard. Taylor rolls to her feet, using the ropes to help her up, only to have Bradley grab her from behind. She lifts Veronica up and over into a straightjacket german suplex! CJ bridges it up for a pin attempt but Taylor is able to power out! At ringside, Bianca is more than relieved that the three count was not counted, not like she had any doubts. She chuckles and points up to CJ. Bradley looks back at her with an arched brow as she gets up, and Bianca yells something else that the camera can't pick up. CJ motions like she's about to come for Bianca, but Veronica rushes from behind and drives her down with a facecrusher! She grabs CJ by the hair and throws her back down into the canvas as she tries to get up. She grabs Bradley by the head as she's getting up once again, dropping her to the mat with a DDT. One there, Taylor attempts to lock in a modified STF manuever, but CJ quickly begins to slip out due to her technical specialty. She rolls Vero over and effectively locks her into the Snapped Circuit (Pin Up Strong)! Veronica begins to yell out just as Bianca Page jumps up on the apron! Veronica begins to tap but the referee is too busy telling Bianca that she needs to get down off the apron. This leads to CJ releasing Veronica and walking over to where the referee is arguing with Bianca. Just as CJ arrives, Page jumps down from the apron. Of course, that's when Veronica Taylor uses the bit of energy she has left after the Snapped Circuit, to fold CJ down into a small package pin! The referee drops to the mat and Vero holds the ropes at the last second to gain a three count! She immediately slides out and celebrates with Bianca while heading up the ramp! CJ looks frustrated. WINNERS Veronica Taylor FINISHING MOVE Rope-Aided Small Package |
Alone.
Once again, Noah Ortega embraced his loneliness.
None of his followers in sight. Just him and the camera, his eyes glued to it. He ran his fingers through his hair, licking his dry lips as he contemplates whether to open them or not, sighing, wanting to but not knowing how to start. For once, he's at a loss. Despite his recent win, he's still grieving, healing from his loss to the Violent Champion, Madz. He scoffs, turning away from the camera for a moment.
Noah Ortega: The violence division was built for the way of The Lost. I believe so... I still believe in this vision.
He pauses, hesitant.
Noah Ortega: It was built for people like me... the misfits, born into violence. I am the epitome of this division and I have ran through half of the names involved in this match tonight. Emma Douglas, Archer, Chika Aramura, Dylan Shepard... I've survived them, and the rest of them, the likes of Kerberos, VixSin, Ryl of Scardale, they don't concern me. There's only one name, one name that alludes me, and she does so, on a constant basis now... and that is, our Violent Champion, Madison Lewis.
He applauds, allowing a grin to stretch across his mouth.
Noah Ortega: You've become my boogeyman Madz and tonight, the stakes are higher than ever for you. You know that but you thrive off that, you thrive off the pressure, because the responsibility of being champion, means so much to you... and I respect that. I respect what you've, contributed... and it sickens me, to say so... but all good things, have to come to an end. Your championship reign, as admirable as it's been, has to come to an end and the only one who's capable of doing so, is me. The Leader of The Lost, The Abandoned Son, The Forgotten Chosen One - Noah Ortega.
Ortega exhales, spreading his arms out wide.
Noah Ortega: I am, inevitable. I am, the endgame. I am, the leader of The Lost Generation, and together... alone, for now, I strive to become a leader, you can believe in.
A maniacal chuckle, one sinister yet sincere.
Noah Ortega: And soon... the world will know, that the way of The Lost, is the only way.
Match Seven Jenson Idol vs Jvstice Hardy You probably couldn't choose two more similiar competitors when it comes to how the crowd is looking at them. Jvstice is still maintaining innocence and claims he has nothing to do with The Divison besides his family connection. However, McKena assisting him two weeks ago leaves a huge question, a question Hardy answered by claiming he didn't know. Still, the crowd is split as he makes his way to the ring. Equally as split as those on Jenson Idol, who had gone against favorites such as Davina King and Alex Andrews, but at Homecoming he inadvertantly helped them while helping himself. As you can see, the crowd don't know who they want to win, but they know it's going to be a good one! For the first portion of the match Jenson is trying to mess with Hardy, slapping him upside the head or at one point slapping his ass just to get a reaction out of it. Idol gasps, as if he's being oh so scandelous. But Jvstice is becoming more and more frustrated, surprising Idol with a rough missile dropkick and following it up with a springboard tornado DDT! Jenson kips up but is met with right hands, officially tied into the fight now. Jvstice goes for a spinning elbow that Jenson ducks, leaping back into a pele kick that catches Hardy on the temple. Idol leaps into double knees but Jvstice rolls out of the way, causing Idol's knees to collide with the mat! As Jvstice pops up, he rushes to the ropes instead of right at Jenson. However, he handsprings towards them, bounding back for The Gavel (Handspring off the ropes, bounding back into a Spinning Heel Kick)! The House crowd are impressed with the move and cheer and Jvstice goes for a pin but Idol kicks out! Jvstice rushes to the turnbuckle as they get to their feet. He jumps up onto the second rope, turns and flies back with a high lariat. But Jenson jumps into the air and reverses it for a codebreaker! He tries for a pin but Jvstice gets his shoulder up at two. Before Jvstice can get to his feet, Jenson drives his knee to his back and pulls back on his chin. As he begins to slip out, Idol releases him but then double chops him on both sides of his neck. Jvstice rolls to his feet, with Idol immediately rushing towards him, only for Hardy to lift his knee up into his gut. He gives Idol a hard whip into the corner, following it up with a runnign high knee that makes sure Jenson stays put. Jvstice lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle but Idol kicks him away! He grabs Jvstice by the arm, leaping off into an arm drag with such a forceful arm drag that when Jvstice rolls through, he ends up slamming his back into the opposite corner. Idol runs towards him, with Jvstice quickly jumping to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off, aiming at Idol, only for Jenson to jump into an FC Cutter (RKO) out of nowhere! The House crowd are shocked and cheer for such a contested match. However Jenson is able to get the three count just after. Idol exits, leaving Jvstice with his thoughts. One can only imagine how this plays into his opinions on The Division and whether or not he truly needs/wants them by his side. WINNER Jenson Idol FINISHING MOVE FC Cutter (RKO) |
Civil Champion Myra River suddenly finds herself in an uncomfortable position: with a referee’s shirt on. She doesn’t look like she’s THAT thrilled with going through with this, but nonetheless, this is only the tip of the iceberg for a champion that is not in the greatest of moods as she begins to express her thoughts.
Myra Rivers: You know what I really can’t stand? People that can’t beat me fairly. I don’t necessarily mind falling short in a match. I mean, it STINGS when that happens, but if it was a fair fight, then at least I can stomach it. In the record books, Jewel Chayse won against me last week. It was a countout, but that doesn’t erase that in the books. She also has a win over me in a tag match in which I wasn’t even pinned. My partner was pinned. Needless to say, racking up a technical 0-2 record against someone when that someone either pinned someone else or, in the case of two weeks ago, took the coward’s way out? That doesn’t sit well with me. She’s not the first person in this company that has racked up cheap wins against me because they could never actually beat me in the ring straight up.
Lord fucking knows I had to deal with that from Bianca Page for months…
Myra takes a pause and rolls her eyes as she briefly reflects on that before continuing.
Myra Rivers: So the common wisdom is that bullshit or not, this puts Jewel Chayse in the front of the line for a title shot, am I right? I welcome it because then and only then, will I be able to put her down and show her what a real champion is supposed to be about but the fact of the matter is? I have yet to see her prove herself capable of coming through when it matters. She had a chance to become the number one contender to my title before. But she came up short. She didn’t get pinned, but she fell short nonetheless. And she fell short against “Basic Bea”... literally someone whose personality is so dry it makes the Arizona desert look like Seattle in comparison.
And what do you know? They’re facing off against each other with me being the special referee. I mean seriously, what in the hell was Blackstone smoking when he put this match together? Damn it, I’m a workhorse. I take pride in being the WRESTLER that I am. I question what the point is of being the special referee here because this is absolutely something that’s not up my alley in any way, but I might as well do what I’ve got to do, even if I don’t like it. I’m not going to stand here and give Jewel and Bea lectures of how to conduct themselves in the ring. They’re both going to ignore me regardless. They’re both just going to do whatever the hell they want in the end. In fact, it may be paranoia speaking…
Hell, maybe it’s because I’ve been at this for as long as I have…
But for some reason, I can’t shake this feeling in the back of my head that I may be walking into a trap.
I’ll play it by ear, I’ll call it like I see it, in spite of all of that. I HOPE I’m not walking into a trap. Hopefully, it’s just a no bullshit wrestling match between two people that can’t get over their own vain egos. I understand that the winner of this match might end up being at the front of the line for a Civil title shot, so I definitely have to keep all eyes open here.
Myra pauses once more, taking a sigh as she continues to lament the situation she finds herself in.
Myra Rivers: You both better be smart about this because if either of you try to start hell with me, you can bet that I’m going to raise hell right back. I’m literally the last person on this roster you want to put one over on. So by all means, beat the hell out of each other. My only role in this is just to make a three count… as annoying and as middling as a role as that is..
Fucking Blackstone…
Myra rolls her eyes again as she makes her exit from the scene.
Match Eight Special Referee: Myra Rivers Bea Carter vs Jewel Chayse From the announcement of this match, the HoW fandom knew that this was going to be an interesting one. Jewel Chayse has been working her way back to the Civil contendership and many believe that her wins, by hook or by crook, qualify her for a title shot. Even the Civil Champion herself said as much. Though many believe that Bea Carter may deserve another shot, with the determination she's shown at getting a rematch against Myra. Jewel and Bea both enter to about the same amount of fanfare, they're simply ecstatic to see the two go at it for a one-on-one match. Of course the crowd gets loud for Myra, the ever so beloved Civil Champion, and her referee shirt. The two begin to circle one another, going on the defensive. They're circling one another, holding their arms to their faces to keep from being struck. Bea tries to catch Jewel off guard by leaping to the apron, and then back into the ring, before going for a flying forearm. Jewel is driven to the canvas, where Bea tries to take advantage with a half crab. Chayse is able to walk on her hands to the bottom rope, gaining herself a rope break. Myra makes Bea release Jewel, which she isn't super keen on but it seems more like it's Myra's authority that she isn't super fond of. As they continue throwing right hands, Jewel catches Bea's hand, twisting it to her side. Carter brings up her opposite hand and Jewel ducks under it. Chayse takes control of Bea's arm, twisting it up into an arm trap fold before nailing her with an arm trap DDT! Jewel hopes for a quick win and Myra drops to the mat but Carter kicks out. This time it's Jewel who looks unhappy with the Civil Champion, despite doing a fine job. Jewel turns her attention back to Carter who pops up with a headbutt. Jewel stumbles back into the ropes and bounds back into a kick to her midsection. Bea poses in the tiger position for just a moment before Carter plants Chayse with a tiger suplex! She bridges up and holds for the pin, only to have Jewel kick out yet again. Bea lands a chop to Chayse in the corner, going for another that Jewel blocks by throwing up her forearms. Bea holds her arm in pain, and Jewel rushes out of the corner with a bicycle kick! She grabs Bea, soaring up and over into a sunsetflip powerbomb! She keeps Bea tucked in for another pin attempt but she gets another two count as well! This time Chayse gets to her feet with a few choice words for Myra that the camera doesn't pick up. Myra stands her ground though, even with Jewel's index finger in her face. Jewel turns around to face Bea again, expecting her to be on the canvas but she's on her feet! She's actually rushing right for Jewel, floating around her into a crucifix slide! Chayse falls into the pin, totally unexpected! Myra drops to the mat, counting the three count just as Jewel escapes! The bell rings and Bea has a snide look on her face as she insists to Myra that she raise her hand. Although she doesn't appreciate the demand, the Civil Champion obliges. Carter then points to the very championship, that is being held at ringside. Naturally, Jewel breaks up the little moment, yelling to Rivers that she's kicked out! The bickering goes round and round until the three come to blows! We see the three of them go through a few ducks, leap frogs and the like, which has the crowd on their feet. Myra catches Bea with a high dropkick, knocking her through the ropes and to the outside. However she's knocked to the outside as well a moment later, but by Jewel! Chayse raises her own arm, declaring herself the winner as Bea backs up the ramp and Myra grabs her belt to leave as well. WINNER Bea Carter FINISHING MOVE Crucifix Backslide |
Cut to the inside of a shadowed hall, an ancient medieval-style mead hall if you can believe it. Many torch sconces lit, crackling with bright fire and illuminating the room properly. The walls are adorned with great tapestries of giant spiders and dark, long-eared warriors moving as one. They are led by a great horror, a beautiful woman with pale white hair, and lavender skin, and yet her bottom torso degrades into a giant tarantula body. The Goddess Lolth leading her mortal forces to victory. Around the great wooden table sits the Cultists of Lolth.
If you were wondering? Once again, Ryl of Scardale’s segment is cut up and edited not unlike an old CW fantasy show or something that copied House of The Dragon. All the cultists sit in their purple hooded robes, drinking from great flagons, and chewing bread and salt. Seated on a throne of white wood that looks like a spider’s eight extended arms has to be Ryl, though her face is shadowed in the darkness.
At least the way the camera shoots. One particularly plump cultist speaks up.
Cultist #1: The time for talk is over. I like it no more than the lot of you but The Belt of Champion’s Violence must be attained in Lolth’s name. Would If I could, I would do it in honor of our Spider Queen but even my prodigious skills and unerring talent would falter in the face of The Shepard...He is rather devilishly handsome, is he not? Besides once being a true champion of Anarchy itself. Further I--
The Beast of Berkness slowly turns her head in the direction of the Cultist who cannot stop gushing about Big D. Slowly the cultist shrinks in her seat, and quietly sips from her tankard. Another cultist quickly speaks up.
Cultist #2: It is...We...That is to say she means no disrespect my Lady It is known throughout the lands that you, The Orchid Serpent is Lolth’s faithful, her champion! It is merely that...This melee, this grand melee that shall be the pinnacle of pitched combat for the House of Wrestling...Lord Blackstone has called upon the greatest hedge knights, the most dangerous raiders, those who do not shirk at the sight of blood. The Wolf of The Apocalypse, one calls himself. The Leader of the Lost, another. Truly, he leads lost lambs as you lead us, My Lady...Then of course there is the champion herself, Lady Lewis who sees the artifact of power more...It’s own entity.
Cultist #1: Vi is a really cute name.
Ryl’s head slowly turns in the direction of the cultist who mumbled that out very quickly. From the shadows one of her hands reaches down and she lifts a warhammer. The same warhammer that Chika got to taste the business end of at the last show.
Ryl of Scardale: Here me now. When Chika set upon mine path towards The Belt of Champion’s Violence, what was the fate that befell her? A cantrip, no more than a common feat I learned from a sordid bard. What happened of Kerberos you speak of? Dispatched and laid low by the lady VixSin. Ortega I suspect will have Archer and Emma alike to contend with. I...I have no quandaries, no alliances, none who wish to contend with me. They are all mine enemies and I shall destroy them regardless. Heads on spikes, the lot of them. That vestige of power that represents the most visceral and bloody, that belt that Madison Lewis holds proudly shall be mine. Mine, by right of conquest and all those who oppose are to fall. Make no mistake.
The head of the warhammer thumps down on the table with a loud thud. It gets the attention of all the cultists while one is heard muttering, “Man Cheryl really can get into character with this stuff”. Ryl either doesn’t hear them or ignores it.
Ryl of Scardale: I will hold that artifact. In Lolth’s name, or die in the attempt.
Cultists: In Lolth’s name.
They raise their tankards in toast of Lolth’s champion...And for the wars ahead.
Break for commercial.
Match Nine Silas Romeo (w/ Noa Skye) vs Mateo Salavea (w/ Leati Salavea) Mateo and Leati come down to the ring looking more pissed off than we've ever seen them. Earlier tonight, the twins were defending their belts when disaster struck, thanks to the duo that walk out next. Midnight Demon Club, are nothing but laughs as they come down the ring together. They know they've gotten the Salavea's back in one of the biggest ways they knew how, costing them the World Tag Team titles. As we begin, there are no twins in sight but Mateo is aggressive enough for the two of them. The fight between them is nothing but hard fists as the two brawlers begin to go at it. Mateo grabs Silas up into a bearhug but Romero gives him a chop to both sides of his head and forcing Mateo to drop him. Romero lands a side kick to Mateo, turning and landing another one. He rolls forward so that he's looking at Mateo's back, before leaping up into a neckbreaker. On the canvas Silas grabs hold of his head, driving his knee into the top of it twice. Romero is looking very poised and prepared for this match with the elder Salavea. Silas bounds off the ropes, going for a float over neckbreaker this time but Mateo swats him away and sends him crashing to the mat. Mateo grabs Silas from behind, lifting him up into a full nelson slam! He scoops Silas up off the canvas, drilling him back down with Black Hawk Down (Air Raid Crash)! The crowd is heavily booing as soon as Mateo goes for the pin attempt but Silas jolts his shoulder into the air before the three! As Silas gets to his feet, Mateo rushes forward with a big boot that Romero ducks under. He also grabs the ropes down, slinging Mateo's leg on the top rope. On the outside of the ring, Noa and Leati have come to blows like everyone knew they would. Leati had grabbed Skye into a headlock, forcing her to watch the pin attempt. But now Skye slips out, giving Leati a jawbreaker. She then jumps up onto the barricade, running along the top and jumping off into a suicide dive onto Leati! Back inside the ring, Silas has managed to to give Mateo a russian legsweep, and is now stalking him from the side of the ring. He looks like he's setting up for the same move that cost the Salavea's earlier tonight, the Kennedy Curse. Speaking of the twins, Rodney and Jacob suddenly hop up onto the apron! Silas turns around and goes to hit Jacob but he hops down. Romero then goes for Rodney and he, too, hops down from the apron. Unfortunately, he turns around into Godsend (Rebound Rolling Elbow)! The crowd boos as Mateo gets a quick three count, but the boos turn into cheers as Strike2Kill rush down to the ring. They assist the Midnight Demon Club against the Salavea Boys, the bell continuing to ring and security coming out to the ring. We see the eight of them nonstop fighting when we go to commercial. WINNER Mateo Salavea FINISHING MOVE Godsend (Rebound Rolling Elbow) |
The scene cuts to ringside when ‘Omnishred’ hits the speakers, the crowd erupts into cheers as we see smoke fill up the entrance ramp. After a few moments, we see Andrew Raynes coming out from the smoke, looking around for a moment. He smirks and taunts as pyro sets off around the entrance ramp. After a few more moments he makes his way down to the ring. He slides under the ropes and pops up quickly. Walking around a little bit as he still taunts the crowd, he comes over and grabs a mic from the corner before making his way back to the middle of the ring.
Andrew Raynes:
Boy, you wanna talk about making an entrance.
The crowd erupts, welcoming Raynes to House of Wrestling.
Andrew Raynes:
It felt good to give the Division a little surprise of their own, even better knowing that they brought their entire army to ensure they could win a trios match against some of the best. Making my way down with the steel chair to introduce a little chaos of my own was a sure fire way to remind them that there are people around that can do something about it when they see fit.
The crowd cheers, ANdrew looking confident going into his House of Wrestling debut match against Thatcher.
Andrew Raynes:
It's funny how I'm told I've picked a fight I couldn't win. Especially coming from the little piece of shit mouthpiece of the Division, I came here because I was needed here, because it was finally time to have someone that can look over at their little goon squad and have no fear, welcome the fight and see where the chips fall. I love a good fight, I’ve been sacrificing my body for years now and I will not be afraid of doing that here.
Andrew looks around, showing little concern for the Division, knowing that they will do whatever it takes to stop ANdrew before he picks up momentum.
Andrew Raynes:
You saw how everyone reacted when I showed up two weeks ago with that chair, make no mistake about it, i am not aligning myself with anyone. It's why Jessi, Chris and CJ all looked puzzled, I am not here to become a little squad. I will conduct business on my own, if they want to come and do something about the division, so be it. I am not relying on anyone to get the job done. The Division knows what i am capable of, Thatcher will see first hand what I am capable of and that will be a message that I send to everyone else as well.
You will all learn and understand why i am considered one of the toughest people to beat in wrestling and that is going to start tonight.
Andrew throws the mic down and looks around, waiting for Thatcher to make his entrance.
Match Ten Thatcher Ray Nash vs Andrew Raynes Thatcher Ray Nash comes down by himself which is a surprise in of itself, but anyone smart knows that The Division can't be far behind. This is also Thatcher's first official match in HoW since Bash has allowed The Division on contract. Raynes looks around the crowd first, definitely skeptical of wat's going to be happening here. But so far, no sign of The Division so he sets his sights on Thatcher as the bell rings. The two brawlers are all fists at first, the match resembling something more of a bar fight than a wrestling match at first. The difference between the more chaotic brawler and country brawler is rather entertaining, especially when Nash is able to catch Raynes with hard uppercut that takes him down. It causes Andrew to stumble back into the turnbuckle. Nash rushes forward and runs right into Raynes' boots wen he lifts them into the air. This makes Nash stumble back himself and Andrew lifts himself up onto the turnbuckle. He jumps into Syndication (Top Rope Somersault Neckbreaker) which gets a heavy reaction from the crowd! Nash's leg is hooked for the pin attempt but he's able to get his shoulder up! Andrew drives his elbow into Nash's temple as he brings himself up to one knee. Raynes goes for mounted punches but Thatcher gives him a headbutt. It has them both seeing stars but it does make Andrew back off. They get on their feet throwing hands with each other once again, Nash is able to duck under a throw and cause Raynes to overextend. He spins around into Wobblin' Jaw (Superkick) with a crack! He falls to the canvas and Thatcher Ray tries to make the cove but Raynes jolts his shoulder up! Nash becomes a little frustrated, banging on the mat. He grabs Andrew by the arm, twisting it first and then stiff kicking it. Raynes yells out in pain, clutching his arm and walks the opposite direction. Nash grabs him back, placing him into a suplex position, but Andrew throws all his weight down to avoid being lifted. When he sets foot down on the mat, he first drives his shoulder into Nash to daze him before jumping into Shattered Glass (Leaping Reverse STO)! He lies across Thatcher Ray and the referee drops to make the three count, giving Raynes a win in his first HoW match! Of course, a moment later Olly is sliding into the ring! He's got some sort of razorwire around his hand, or so it looks. He's actually holding a metal bar that has razorwire around it, making a sort of glove. He drives his fist right across Raynes' face after the bell! A few droplets begin to pour from his forehead as he hits the canvas. Olly mounts him and drives another punch, before pushing the razorwire into his head fully. But wait! Is that the Grand Champion?? Jessi Ozborne rushes to the ring, maybe paying Raynes back but probably moreso to give The Division a different kind of payback. She slams her knee into Olly's face with an enziguri! Benjamin Atlas, who has come through the crowd, slides in and forcefully pushes Jessi into the corner before she can attack Olly anymore. That's when the referee puts himself between them, calling for Jessi and Atlas to get to their corners for their match to begin. We go right into the following matchup. WINNER Andrew Raynes FINISHING MOVE Shattered Glass (Leaping Reverse STO) |
Match Eleven Non-titled Jessi Ozborne(c) vs Benjamin Atlas Where we are now involves Jessi Ozborne in the ring starring across at Benjamin Atlas in his second official match with the House. In Benjamin's corner is Olly and Thatcher Ray, while Andrew Raynes is somewhat in Jessi's corner. Though let's be real, Andrew isn't really in anyone's corner but his own but he's probably at least wiling to give Jessi some help in return. The bell rings as the towering Atlas and our Grand Champion begin to circle each other. The crowd are absolutely fired up, everything flowing into this from the last match. They go to tie up and naturally Atlas wins, lifting Jessi high above his head into a gorilla press. Ozborne is able to slip off, trying to bring him down for something of a modified sunsetflip. However, Ozborne isn't able to bring him down because he's too large. She struggles but his feet stay firm. Suddenly, Atlas drops into a banzai drop! But Jessi sees it coming and is able to roll out of the way, up to her feet and strike Atlas in the head with a running knee! Jessi tries to keep herself from being grabbed by Atlas, effectively playing keep away. Her time against him two weeks ago gave her an inkling of his style but it also gave Atlas an idea of what to expect from Ozborne. She tries to springboard of the ropes into a crossbody, but Atlas catches her! He spins around into a tour of the Islands style powerslam that has Jessi seeing stars. He picks her up off the canvas in the same position, lifting her onto his shoulders and going for a firemans carry. But she lands on her feet, striking the back of Ben's calf to bring him to one knee before surprising him with Bitch Craft (Shinning Wizard to the back of the head)! She lays across him for a cover but Atlas kicks out by throwing Jessi into the air and off of him! There's a moment where Jessi is shocked by his strength, but she goes back to kneeing him in the face. On the outside, Raynes is keeping Olly and Nash at bay simply by being there with a chair in hand and remaining threatening. Ozborne jumps up to the second rope, then jumps out towards Atlas with a hurricanrana! But Ben isn't letting himself be taken down, in fact, the behemoth fights against it! Using his unmatched strength, he brings Jessi back up to the powerbomb position before nailing her with a Sitout Last Ride! He tucks her in for a pin on the mat, but she kicks out after two! Using the energy she has left, Jessi throws her legs up and over, quickly rolling back to her feet as Atlas remains seated. The crowd gasps in an exciting shock as Jessi jumps into Disenchanted (House Call) with a SMACK! Ben's eyes roll to the back of his head and he hits the mat, just before Jessi hooks his leg. The referee makes the three count! But Jessi knows better than to stick around to see her hand raised. She slides out of the ring as The Division members slide in. His duty watching the ring now complete, Raynes high tails it through the crowd just as Jessi does. Ozborne is all smiles, having paid Atlas back for last Foundations. Nash helps Atlas up and Olly holds up his razorwire glove, his eyes filled with fire. WINNER Jessi Ozborne FINISHING MOVE Disenchanted (House Call) |
The only thing we can hear at first is the slow ticking of a clock. Nothing but darkness and the clock for a few seconds.
ARCHER: Tsk tsk Kerberos…
We slowly up on the extravagant face of a grandfather clock. The hands move at the right time, and the ticking continues. With each millisecond, we get a smidge further out, eventually beginning to encompass Archer into the frame. He hangs off the side of the clock.
ARCHER: You didn’t heed my words. Had you invited the Red Plague into your heart and into your mind, maybe you would’ve had your hand raised. Maybe for once here in the House of Wrestling, it would’ve been Kerberos’ name being announced. I know you’ve had your wins and you’ve had your losses, but you have yet to come close to accomplishing what you set out to do - what you were meant to do.
As our view has continued to pan out, Emma Douglas is revealed to be standing just on the other side of the clock. She nods her head in agreement.
ARCHER: Because believe me, you were meant for much more than what the House has had in store for you. The same as Emma and I. We are destined for so much more, and all it costs is a little bit of bloodshed. I hardly think you have any qualms paying that, Kerberos, and as such the offer still stands. But it won’t be standing for long.
He looks to Emma and once they’ve locked eyes, the pair shake their heads from side to side. A moment later, Archer turns back to the camera.
ARCHER: As for the others? I know you listen to my words and it’s hard for you to believe. That’s just fine, I know for a lot of you that seeing is believing. Maybe you haven’t been able to see what you think you should, but I promise that you should open your eyes. You’ve all missed the signs, starring you right in your face. The Red Plagues are going to rule this scramble match, and the Violent Championship will be firmly in our grasp. What’s more, there’s plenty bodies for us to make quite a massacre with…
The Architect of Ultraviolence smirks, turning back to the Mistress of Mayhem.
EMMA DOUGLAS: What have I been saying this entire time? The more people, the more chance for chaos. I'm all up for this match. WE are all up for this match. Why? Because this is what we live for. Causing as much pain and strife as possible. We've been doing things like this for a long time, and we've perfected the way of maiming the human body. Y'all at House of Wrestling are just now getting a taste of what The Red Plague is capable of. Watch us when we are fully unleashed. No more double teams, no more sneaky victories, just unbridled carnage.
Emma smirks and laughs to herself.
EMMA DOUGLAS: Our dear Violent Champion thinks she's ready for this endeavor. That she has everything under control, but she really doesn't seem to realize how much the waters are rising over her head. She's been getting by at this level of *violence".
She holds her hand to about chest high, with an almost distasteful look on her face.
EMMA DOUGLAS: But we are going to take it up a few notches to this..
Emma raises her hand above her head.
EMMA DOUGLAS: Level. People are not going to be the same after the Red Plague is done with them. Bloodied, twisted bodies await your future, House of Wrestling. We are going to bring a new era of Ultraviolence to that division. You better keep up or get run the hell over.
The Mistress of Mayhem snorts to herself and begins pacing back around, letting ARCHER finish up.
ARCHER: Mark my words, the time for games is over.
Static.
Headliner Tag Team Rules Alex Andrews & Davina King vs The Division (Wade Manson & RAZE) As some of the most popular competitors here in the House, Alex and Davina are given a huge warm welcome as they walk down to the ring together. They walk at the same pace, looking like a team. Of course when RAZE and Wade join us we hear nothing but boos. This time Olly comes down to the ring with them, which doesn't sit quite well with King or Andrews but they keep their eyes open. On the other hand, Olly doesn't look pleased due to Raynes and Ozborne earlier tonight. Davina starts off against Wade Manson, whom has already had a match here in the House. We can see the difference in the two friends facing off against the Murder City Saints who have been an established team for a long time now, but that doesn't mean Andrews and King aren't holding their own. The biggest different in the beginning is the number of tags, as the members of The Division are known for tagging. RAZE grabs Davina by the head and lads her over to her corner to tag Manson back in. RAZE scoops her up into a spinning sidewalk slam, as Manson bounds off the ropes and hits her in the face with a rocket kick right as RAZE is bringing her down! He hooks her leg but Davina is able to kick out before Alex comes in for the save. King is the legal person for most of the beginning, being yanked away from her corner at every chance they got. The perfect moment came when she was once again headed for her corner but Manson stops her. She kicks him in the gut but he catches her leg. She kicks herself free with her other foot, only to spin around into Slap a Hoe (Spinning Backfist) that catches Manson by surprise. As he hits the ground holding his chin, Davina is able to leap to her corner and get Andrews the tag. She flies in with a lariat for Manson and a dropkick for RAZE. The duos continue battling, with Alex and RAZE really going at it. RAZE is able to use his strength to take hold of Andrews and drop her into a spinebuster. He picks her up off the ground and raises her up into the Atom Bomb (Chingona Bomb)! But Alex kicks and reaches for the ropes. Davina rushes along her apron, reaching over the top rope and locking arms with Alex in order to pull her down and save her from the Atom Bomb! The bell sounds as Wade comes out of nowhere and blasts Davina in the back of the head with a black chair! Alex turns around and eats the chair as well and another disqualification is called. Chris Night and FAITHE immediately come down to help Alex and Davina, which only bring out more members. In terms of straight numbers, The Division vastly outnumbers everyone based on the fact that they are all allowed in whenever they feel like it. The crowd cheer when the Grand Champion, Jessi Ozborne rushes down to the ring again! She's made it her mission tonight to get these fuckers out of here, so why not a little more? As she's rushing down the ramp, McKena Hardy hops the barricade with a skateboard and blasts Jessi in the stomach, stopping her moment. Next, she cracks her across the face with it, laying her out on the ramp. Alex, Davina, Chris and FAITHE are all also overpowered and put to the dirt as the boos ring out loudly. McKena grabs the Grand Championship, holding it in the air first. She then knees down to Jessi's face with it, as she tells her that her days as champion are numbered! The boos are deafening as we head to commercial. WINNER Alex Andrews & Davina King FINISHING MOVE Disqualification |
Crazy huh. A Violent Rules scrambles match for Madz Violent Championship. Now Madz has defended her title whenever and wherever she can. She's faced so many different people. Who all have failed at capturing her Violent Championship. 3 people she has already beat are involved in the match tonight. 5 others who she hasn't faced. One person who really stands out to Madz is Emma Douglas. Madz has heard of the things Emma is capable of. Shoot Madz was supposed to face Emma but someone *cough* Noah *cough* decided to steal a win from her. But that's fine, Madz proved once again why she is the champion. Tonight won't be any different for her. Madz wasn't letting anyone take her championship; she wasn't finished yet her story wasn't done. This is the biggest match of her career at least to her it's not everyday you get to face 8 people in a Scramble match. The Violent Champion would step into view of the Camera. She had a big smile on her face. Who wouldn't be happy right now. She gets to show everyone why she's the best. Yahamamoto was standing beside Madz. He had a few questions he wanted to ask Madz.
Yahamamoto -
Everyone please give a big warm welcome to the Violent Champion Madison Lewis.
MADZ :
Why hello my lovelies.
Madz was dressed in her Wrestling attire; she had her Violent Championship around her waist. Her signature bat gripped tightly in her hand. She also had a bag that had glitter Bombs in it.
Yahamamoto -
Tonight you have a big match. A Violent Rules scramble 8 people vs you for the Violent Championship. Care to share your thoughts?
MADZ :
You're right about one thing: this match is literally one of the biggest matches in my career. You've seen I will walk through hell and back when it comes to my Violent Championship. I'm not like the other champions. I don't let my championship slip through my thumb. I actually fight to keep what's mine. You know I actually beat 3 of the people in my match. 5 I've yet to face.
Madz has already beaten Dylan, chicka and Noah in previous championship matches. She was really looking forward to standing across from Emma Douglas.
Yahamamoto -
How about we start with the 3 you've already beat. Dylan Shepherd, Chicka and Noah Ortega.
The fans would have mixed reactions towards them. Some liked Dylan, some didn't. Some liked chicka some didn't, same with Noah.
MADZ :
Well let's start with Dylan. Isn't it obvious he's stuck under my spell. I've beat him too many times to even count. I think I hurt his hardcore MOJO. Because he hasn't really stood a chance since he signed his contract. Sorry Dylan boo we can do a little Wrestling of our own later -winks-. The lost boy Noah as much as I like doing this dance with you I'd really like it to stop. You're a bad dancer, you step on my toes and I don't like it. Get lost again?! Chicka babes you like this tiny girl child that seems angry all the time. Have you considered a hobby to help with all that built up anger? I hear being angry all the time isn't good for you.
Madz would smile. She was making jokes about them. But she still had 5 people who she hasn't ever faced yet. Madz was very confident though she wasn't going to let her title slip out of her hands.
Yahamamoto -
You have 5 other opponents in the Scramble. You haven't stepped in the ring with any of them. Who are you looking forward to facing the most?
MADZ :
Hmm who should I start with? They are all so interesting. I'm going to save the best for last so let's go with the weird one first ryl of Scardale. Did you get lost on your way to a Renaissance festival? I watched your last promo about wanting my championship. You believe in magic right? You'll have to conquer a magic spell if you think you'll ever put your grubby paws on my Violent Championship. Your in my world Ryl you'll soon learn that. Vixsin let's go with you next your intimidating I give you that. But you don't stand out to me. So with that being said you won't last long in this Scramble. Kerberos at first you had this whole don't eff with me persona but now you're really not that scary. You won't last long in the Scramble either.
Madz made sure she saved Emma and Archer for last because she knew these 2 were going to be tough. This is her chance to prove she is the best Violent Champion to ever step foot in HOW.
MADZ :
I saved 2 of the best for last. Emma Douglas and Archer. 2 people who love violence. 2 people that will walk through hell and back to get the job done. First off Emma I'm really looking forward to facing the mistress of mayhem. I've heard so much about you. Archer, the architect of Ultraviolence, your friend that I beat to become the Violent Champion used to claim he was this big Violent man who only proved he was one of those really tiny men who couldn't cut it when the going got tough. He also said I wouldn't amount to anything with the Violent Championship but here I am the longest reigning Violent Champion.
Yahamamoto -
It sounds like you're ready for this Violent Championship Scramble match.
MADZ :
I'm always ready. This is my world. My championship. If you think I'm going to let 8 others try and take that from me, they really don't know how Violent I can be. At the end of the day I will always be the last person standing. The 8 of them will always have something in common and that's failure. -smiles-
Madz would hold her title up the camera with a smirk along her lips. She would do a hair flip and a twirl before skipping off down the hallway.
MAIN EVENT Violent Rules Scramble House of Wrestling Violent Championship Madison Lewis(c) vs Emma Douglas vs Dylan Shepherd vs Chika Aramura vs Kerberos vs VixSin vs Archer vs Noah Ortega vs Ryl of Scardale We come back to an empty ring, everyone from the previous brawl has been helped out or told to exit. The crowd is still on high alert, with only one match being able to follow that: the Violent Rules Scramble. Each contender walk down to the ring together, with The Red Plague coming together. Madison is the last one, who enters to a huge pop! She raises the HoW Violent Championship high in the air before the bell rings and we begin. Despite Madz being the main target as champion, it's not like the contenders wouldn't also have to go through each other to get to her. So it was common for someone to rush towards Madz only to be hit by a kendo stick or stop sign from someone else. Lewis found it very challenging being the target, though she was mighty used to fighting with her back against the wall now. All she has to do is outlast the time limit or if she slips and is pinned, she'll need to regain the title before the time limit. She fights on as confident as ever, at home in the environment. Ortega is the first person to make an attempt for the title, positioning himself on Madz shoulders and then rolling forward into a dragonrana pin! The referee drops to the mat and begins to count but Lewis kicks out. The attempt also get Noah unwanted attention and he's drilled by a spear into the corner from Emma Douglas as he gets to his feet. Archer also joins his beloved in gunning for Noah now, as they did say they'd be looking for some revenge against the leader of The Lost. Noah suddenly finds himself with his hands full. Aramura is the next one to make an attempt, battling with Madz until she's able to wrap a chain around her neck and bring her down to the canvas with a modified bulldog! She lifts Lewis up into an Avalanche (Pumphandle Powerbomb)! Chika hooks her leg for the pin attempt but Madz is able to power out! Naturally there are others that make their way over but get sidetracked, case in point VixSin and Dylan Shepherd. VixSin looks to be headed for the downed champion but Dylan stops her by smacking her in the face with his lego bag! Not super heavy but the legos explode everywhere, at VixSin in turn chases Dylan to the outside where the two fight on the ramp. Madison nails Chika with her own powerbomb as a cheeky response, her sunsetflip. Aramura tries to get to her feet but eats a sliding knee and is sent under the bottom rope and to the outside. Lewis gets to her feet and turns around into Ryl of Scardale's Seducing The Dragon (Gannosuke Clutch Pin) right onto Dylan's Legos from earlier! The crowd cheer in excitement as the referee drops to the mat. His hand is coming down for the three count, when Archer smashes a light tube over the back of Ryl's head, breaking the count! Madz gets to her feet, planting a forearm to Archer. She whips him across the ring but Emma comes from behind her, scooping her up into Bedlam (Black Hole Slam) right onto the Legos again! Emma pins Madison to the canvas, and Archer joins her in pinning the Violent Champion! KERBEROS has slid into the ring just before the pin attempt happens and there's a split second where the crowd is looking to KERBEROS to break the count...but instead, he joins Emma and Archer in pinning Madz to the mat, making it almost impossible for her to throw her shoulder up. The referee makes the three count! There's about a minute left on the clock, but as The Red Plague (not also including KERBEROS) get to their feet, the rest of the contenders can't figure out who the target is! Chika is back in the ring and goes after Archer, with KERBEROS and Ryl trading blows and finally, Emma and Ortega. Lewis is back on her feet, always the fighter, but she's also confused, trying to figure out who the target is. Ryl and Madison look to one another and have an unspoken connection, pulling the same move back by double pinning Archer. But the referee doesn't make the count! He can't figure out the rules on this if all THREE are the target? The referee puts his hands to his head, confused as all hell as the time limit runs out and the buzzer sounds! The time keeper gives the Violent Championship to the referee, who still looks mighty confused. Everyone stands around, waiting for is decision, when he backs into Emma and hands her the belt. The Red Plague (Again, now including KERBEROS) back up. Emma stands in the middle of them, raising the belt on high as the boos ring in almost as loud as for The Division earlier! The other contenders shake their head, knowing this isn't right, as Shepherd is seen trying to console Madz. All besides the Red Plague are irate. WINNER AND NEW House of Wrestling Violent Champion(s), The Red Plague...? FINISHING MOVE Bedlam (Black Hole Slam) |
