Post by Robb on Feb 24, 2017 4:51:25 GMT
((The custom theme "Bad Moon In The Rising cover/Common Ground" mix begins to blare over the PA system inside of the Moda Center in Portland, Oregon. Shots of Mel Reeves picking up a pinfall over Kenzie are shown before the video changes to Reeves/Lacklan and Kenzie/Shelley Silver all taking out the I-10 Connection at the last Anarchy. Hutch Lanahan and Adrien Cochrane are shown successfully competiting as a tag team as they pick up a win over the tag champs, Locke & Keyes and the two men are shown face to face, ready to lock up for tonight's supercard. The video switches to Dean Judas attacking El Hijo before his match two weeks ago and it then cuts to Anastasia Hayden picking up an easy victory over El Hijo. Gavin Grimes and Ally Morrow are shown fighting and constantly having to be pulled away from each other by security. The feed now cuts to Tyson Gregory and Aurora Graves battling it out to close Anarchy two weeks ago. Fireworks are then set off at the top of the entrance way before the camera pans over to Khristina Valentine and Samuel Griffin, #FSociety’s announce team.))
KV: Welcome to Episode Fourteen of #FSociety! Welcome to Cold Dawn! This is going to be nuts!
SG: And it is pretty cold and rainy out here in Portland, Oregon!
KV: That it is! Did you see that video package? I'm so stoked for all of these matches.
SG: So am I! Tyson Gregory will defend his belt against a worthy opponent finally!
KV: Gavin and Ally will finally settle their differences.
SG: Locke & Keyes face their toughest challenge as a team yet.
KV: Adrien and Hutch will have a friendly encounter.
SG: Anastasia will defend her championship against three people.
KV: Man this card is STACKED!
SG: That's right it is!
KV: Yup! So let's get started!
Match One: Four Way Tag Team Match
Tag Team Championships
Kenzie Rydell/Shelley Silver versus Melissa Reeves/Sarah Lacklan versus I-10 Connection versus Locke & Keyes
KV: We are kicking this night out with what will end up being a crazy fight.
SG: And finally the little crime solvers lose those titles they never should have won in the first place.
KV: Three teams will challenge Locke and Keyes in our opener for the #FSociety Tag Team Champions.
SG: I get Chris Night adding in The I-10 Connection to this match, but explain to me Robb Hardy adding Shelley Silver and Kenzie Rydell into this one.
KV: There are a lot of things going on with this match, but whatever you think about how this came together, this match will deliver.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Fatal Four Way for the #FSociety Tag Team Championships. Coming to the ring first… at a combined weight of 276 pounds… the team of KENZIE RYDELL and SHELLEY SILVER!!!
((Once distorted noises hit the PA system, the lights flicker. Darkness envelops the arena aside for a few rogue spotlights cast over the enthusiastic crowd. The heavy guitar of "Break Out" by The Letter Black underscores the emotion throughout the building. Once the inspirational voices finally join the rhythmic drum beats and the shredding guitar, the crowd erupts as Kenzie Rydell and Shelley Silver walk out onto the stage. Standing on the stage wearing an open bomber jacket over her ring gear, Kenzie Rydell looks over at her partner, Shelley Silver and the two women share a look before looking out at the crowd. They head down to the ring and climb in. Turning to face the crowd towards the stage, Kenzie spreads her arms like a phoenix and rests her elbows on the top rope, the sides of her mouth curling upward yet again as she hears the crowd's reaction intensify. Shelley bounces off the ropes a bit and loosens herself up as she prepares herself for the match. Heading towards her corner, Kenzie takes off her jacket and gives it to someone outside the ring. The two women wait together in their corner for the rest of the teams to make their way out.))
KV: These two women put up a fight two weeks ago against Sarah Selena Lacklan and Melissa Reeves, but The I-10 Connection came out and cost them that opportunity.
SG: so they shouldn’t be in this match.
KV: However, after Chris Night made this a Triple Threat with his goon squad involved, Robb Hardy one-upped him by adding these two and giving them a chance at redemption.
Jennifer Taylor: Their opponents… BULLY MCCARRON and ORLEANS… THE I-10 CONNECTION!!!
((“It’s About to Get Dirty” by Brantley Gilbert hits over the PA system. In the ring, Silver and Rydell anticipate the arrival of their opponents. But as the music keeps playing, the camera pans around the stage and then the crowd. Still, Bully McCarron and Orleans are nowhere to be seen.))
KV: What is this about?
SG: Honestly, I don’t know.
KV: With Chris Night recently, who knows anything.
SG: Maybe something happened to them?
KV: I’m not sure. If they aren’t part of this match, in my opinion, that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming out next… weighing in at 140 pounds from Lacklanland… “THE BLOOD PRINCESS”… SARAH SELENA LACKLANNN!!!
((The lights go out as a red spotlight flashes down on the entrance area. Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata begins to play over the PA system and Sarah Selena Lacklan steps out wearing a hooded robe. When she comes to the ring, she climbs the top rope, throws back her hood, and spews Red Mist into the air. She then looks around the arena, hands off her robe, and waits for the match to begin.))
Jennifer Taylor: And her partner… weighing in at 130 pounds from Sydney, Australia… MELISSA REEVESSS!!!
((As the opening to Killswitch Engage's “No End in Sight” plays, Melissa Reeves appears from behind the curtain. Pausing to look out at her fans, she raises her hands up and down, motioning to the fans to get pumped. She moves down the few steps and then heads toward the ring, slapping her hands against those held out by the fans in attendance. Melissa reaches the ring steps and climbs, taking hold of the ring post. She stops and looks out to the crowd, waving her arms up and down again. Entering the ring between the top and second rope, the young lady moves to the nearest corner, which she leans her back against.))
KV: These two have had some success since being paired as a team together.
SG: Lacklan and Reeves, in my expert opinion, are the favorites in this one. Especially if Night’s team aren’t here.
KV: How can you doubt the champions this much?
SG: Just watch.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents... at a combined weight of 254 pounds and from London, Ohio... the #FSociety Tag Team Champions… they are LOCKE AND KEYES!!!
((“Iodine” by Icon for Hire hits over the PA system. Sarah Keyes comes spinning out from the back, proudly holding up her #FSociety Tag Team Title. She knees down at the center of the stage as her partner Daisy Locke comes out and stands over her. Daisy leans over, draping her arms over her partner and whispers something into her ear. They both then stand up and play to the crowd as they head down to the ring. They slide into the ring together, with Keyes spinning around a little with her arms still out. Keyes pops her head through the ropes with her arms out and Locke comes up from behind her and stands over her with her arms in the air. They head to the opposite side of the ring and repeat this process for the other side of the crowd. They take a moment staring at their belts and then hand them over to the referee. The two ladies stand together and whisper back and forth as they wait for the match to start.))
KV: The champions look ready for this one!
SG: They better have spent a lot of time with those titles because they won’t own them any longer.
KV: I’m not listening to you anymore.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The three teams look around at each other before everyone pairs off and starts throwing punches. Melissa Reeves and Daisy Locke pair off in one corner, while Kenzie Rydell starts trading shots with Sarah Selena Lacklan. Sarah Keyes launches herself at Shelley Silver with a crossbody against the ropes and the two of them go over the top rope and to the outside.))
KV: This is off to a frantic start.
SG: This is great!
((Reeves pulls Locke out of the corner and whips her into the ropes. Reeves misses with a clothesline that Daisy is able to duck under. Locke comes back off the ropes and connects with a kick to the stomach. Locke then starts connecting with some punches to the body and then a European uppercut. Locke isn’t able to see when Sarah Selena Lacklan comes in from behind her and kicks her in the back of the knee. Locke drops down to the mat reaching back to hold her knee in pain. Reeves hooks Locke around the head and drops her down with a DDT.))
KV: Reeves and Lacklan with the first spurt of tag team work.
SG: This is the key to this match. Get people out of the ring and double team the weakest link.
KV: Lacklan isn’t done going after Locke.
((Lacklan lifts Locke up with a wheelbarrow lift and holds her up in the air. Reeves hits the ropes and comes back with a running knee to the side of her head. Lacklan and Reeves turn towards Kenzie Rydell who is suddenly perched upon the top rope. Kenzie jumps off at the two women and takes them both down with a flying split legged dropkick. Shelley Silver slides back into the ring and stands beside Kenzie. They start connecting with Muay Thai kicks against Reeves and Lacklan in unison and back them into the ropes. Silver and Rydell grab Reeves and Lacklan respectively and send them across the ring with Irish whips at the same time. As Lacklan and Reeves rebound back they each get throw over with hip tosses that end up sending them out of the ring. Silver and Rydell gives each other nods and then charge towards their opponents and connect with stereo suicide dives to the outside.))
KV: All four go down!
SG: Rydell and Silver looking surprisingly strong and together so far.
KV: But here come Locke and Keyes. They want in on this party as well.
((Daisy Locke whips her partner into the ropes. Keyes gets some momentum coming off the ropes and then gets launched over the top rope, taking the other four women out with a corkscrew plancha.))
KV: Five down! And the crowd wants to see one more dive.
SG: The pile on the outside is growing. This is crazy.
KV: I think Daisy Locke is about to join them.
((Daisy starts to head towards the ropes but stops when she sees Orleans jump over the barricade. He pulls her out by the legs and tosses her upside down into the barricade. Bully McCarron appears from the other side of the arena and starts stomping away at the other five women. Sarah Keyes launches herself at Bully but gets caught in midair and slammed back into the steel post. Sarah Selena Lacklan goes at him but Orleans runs up from behind her and levels her with a forearm shot to the back. Shelley Silver gets pulled up by BMC and thrown into the barricade while Kenzie Rydell gets slammed back first with a shoulder to the midsection into the ring apron. Orleans tosses Melissa Reeves into the ring and The I-10 Connection slide right in after her.))
SG: That’s how you make an entrance.
KV: The I-10 Connection acted like cowards and now they are in control of this match.
SG: That’s the smartest thing I’ve seen all day.
KV: It’s the first match.
SG: It still counts.
KV: This doesn’t look good for Melissa Reeves.
((Bully McCarron gets down to a knee in the middle of the ring. Orleans sends Reeves into the ropes and takes her down with a drop toe hold onto Bully’s knee. She bounces off his knee and hits the mat hard.))
KV: The Draw Bridge onto Melissa Reeves.
SG: That’s a knockout!
KV: I-10 are going to steal this.
((Bully rolls up Reeves for a pin while Orleans tries to play defense.))
1…
2…
((Orleans stops Sarah Selena Lacklan from getting into the ring but Shelley Silver comes in at a different angle and breaks up the pin with an axe handle smash. Orleans starts trading shots with Lacklan while Bully works his way up to his feet and takes on Silver. McCarron breaks away from Silver and then charges across the ring to slam into Lacklan in the corner. Orleans then charges across the ring and takes out Silver with a running lariat. Daisy Locke charges in at them both and misses with a double clothesline. She comes back off the ropes and they lift her up together and slam her down with a double belly to back side slam. Orleans goes for the pin on Locke in the middle of the ring.))
1…
2…
KV: Thr… No! Kenzie Rydell with the save!
SG: Come on!
KV: That was close.
((Rydell starts lighting Orleans up with some kicks and then turns around into a Pele kick. Shelley Silver runs at him and transitions from a spinning head scissors into a kneeling facebuster. At the same time, Bully McCarron eats a springboard kick to the throat from Sarah Keyes followed up by a double knee facebreaker from Melissa Reeves.))
KV: Falling Rain to Orleans and a Facial Deconstructor to Bully. The I-10 are down.
SG: What?
KV: This has caught up to The I-10 Connection.
SG: This is six on two. That’s unfair.
KV: This is a fight and these two are on the losing end at this point. These women aren’t done yet.
((Sarah Selena Lacklan lifts Bully up and Daisy Locke lifts Orleans up at the same time for inverted DDT’s and spike both men down onto the back of their heads.))
KV: The Abyss and The Great Deduction. It just keeps getting worse for Chris Night’s hired thugs.
SG: This isn’t right. Not at all.
KV: Now you’ve got two men down and out for the count but six women standing over them. Only one team can win this.
SG: Kill each other. Come on.
KV: This is where it gets interesting. They are all staring each other down, just like where we started this.
((The brawl ensues again, with the six women pairing off and trading strikes all over the ring. Sarah Keyes and Sarah Selena Lacklan end up outside of the ring on one side while Shelley Silver and Melissa Reeves spill to the floor as well. In the ring, Kenzie knocks Daisy Locke back a few steps and then hits her with a flying leg lariat. She looks around, seeing that she’s the only one left on her feet in the ring and she dives down on Orleans and looks for the pin.))
KV: This could be it. Orleans is still out cold.
1…
2…
KV: Thr… No!
SG: Thank God for Melissa Reeves with the save!
KV: This isn’t done yet. You’ve somehow got to keep five other people from breaking up the pin to be successful here.
((Reeves pulls Kenzie up and drops her down with another Facial Deconstructor. Kenzie bounces back up and stays on her feet until Locke levels her with a discus clothesline. Reeves and Locke start trading kicks and punches back and forth. Shelley Silver gets up onto the apron and gets involved in the exchange as well from her prone position. Daisy misses with a back elbow and switches positions with Reeves. She then comes back at Reeves but gets lifted up into the air and over the top rope, sending herself and Silver down off the apron and to the floor.))
KV: Oh wow! That’s a huge fall.
SG: Bully is back up! Yes!
KV: And Reeves doesn’t see him.
((Reeves turns around and gets run over by a charging shoulder tackle. Sarah Keyes springboards off the top rope and launches herself at Bully only to be caught instead of completing the crossbody takedown. Sarah Selena Lacklan ends up on the top rope herself and leaps off, knocking Bully and Keyes down with a flying knee to Keyes’ back. Reeves and Lacklan work together, tossing Keyes out of the ring and then taking Locke and Kenzie Rydell off the apron respectively with charging knees. Reeves grabs McCarron around the waist from behind. Lacklan hits the ropes and comes back with a running kick to the face to assist Reeves in throwing him over with a snap German suplex. Reeves goes for the pin while Lacklan starts kicking at Orleans to keep him from getting back in the ring.))
KV: Reeves and Lacklan are dominating right now and this could be it.
1…
2…
KV: No!
SG: What?
KV: Shelley Silver just in time makes the save.
((Silver pulls Reeves off of Bully, stands over her, and slams her face first into the mat by her hair. Lacklan comes over to help her partner but gets caught with a back elbow that sends her back towards the ropes. Silver stands back over Reeves and starts to lift her up with Keyes charges in and connects with an axe kick to the back of her head. She falls down on top of Reeves while Keyes rushes at Lacklan and takes them both over the top rope with a clothesline. Daisy Locke slides back into the ring and rolls up Bully McCarron with an Alligator Clutch.))
KV: Locke from out of nowhere.
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here are your winners… and STILL #FSOCIETY TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… LOCKE AND KEYES!!!
((“Iodine” hits over the PA system as Keyes slides back in and dives on her partner to celebrate. Reeves, Lacklan, Silver and Rydell all slowly start to recover and look around to figure out how things ended. Orleans pulls Bully out of the ring and the two men disappear through the crowd holding their heads. Locke and Keyes get handed their titles back and they hold themselves up while holding their titles in the air.))
KV: That was just pure insanity.
SG: I thought Reeves and Lacklan had control of that near the end.
KV: They were close, but in the end it was the flash pin from Daisy Locke that did it.
SG: I can’t believe it.
KV: She practically had to sneak that pin in but she got the three count and the champions retain to open the night off with some great action.
((The cameras cut to the room where Ally Grace Morrow is being contained. There is a single red flickering in the corner that represents the only light in the room. The camera is equipped with night vision and shows Ally sitting in the middle of the room, dressed in her ring gear. She sits cross legged on the floor, her head bowed forwards slightly. As though feeling the camera on her she looks up towards the camera and smiles before dropping her head back down and returning to what appears to be a trance like state.))
((The cameras cut to the room where Gavin Grimes is being contained. He, too, is amongst the darkness with the single red flickering in the corner. The camera is equipped with night vision and shows him pacing up and down the floor. His fingertips trace the walls as he circles the room a couple of times. He suddenly stops and turns to face the wall, resting his head against it. He begins to breathe heavily, the room itself entirely silent save for his breathing.))
Match Two: Battle Royal
Aaron "Big" Diehl versus Leon Black versus Lucas Moore versus Tom Harper versus Wulf Erikson versus Austin Cooper versus Bart Skinner
KV: Here we go, it’s time for our battle royal!
SG: What’s the battle royal for? Is there a prize?
KV: Who knows! But you know what? I’m sure it’ll be a fun match!
SG: Indeed. All the competitors are already in the ring too so we don’t have to watch all of their stupid entrances!
KV: Hey! That’s not nice!
SG: But it’s true! There’s like eight dudes in there!
DING! DING! DING!
KV: The referee calls for the bell and we are under way!
SG: And everyone is meeting at the center of the ring.
((Austin and Bart are double teaming Wulf Erikson. They have him pushed back to the ropes and they are trying to push him over. Wulf ducks out of it and dropkicks each man with one foot each. They keel back and are pressed against the ropes. Wulf charges them and they both duck his clothesline and throw him over the ropes but Wulf lands on his feet.))
SG: Acrobatic move by Wulf Erikson! Really impressive!
KV: But Bart Skinner sees him and is charging at him!
((Bart charges at Wulf to knock him off of the apron but Wulf Eirkson pulls the ropes down and Bart Skinner goes flying over the ropes, being eliminated.))
KV: And there’s our first elimination.
SG: We’ve got action going on at the other side of the ring.
((Aaron Diehl is busy trying to eliminate Leon Black, pushing him over the ropes but Leon is holding onto the ropes for dear life. Lucas Moore and Tom Harper are battling inside the middle of the ring and Tom drops Lucas with a dropkick. Tom’s attention averts over to Aaron and Leon now.))
KV: It looks like Tom has his sights set on Aaron and Leon at the moment!
SG: I know!
((Tom runs over to Aaron and Leon and he lifts Aaron up and over the ropes and it sends Aaron and Leon crashing down to the floor, eliminating the two men.))
KV: Two eliminations for Tom Harper!
SG: Tom and Wulf and making a great debut here tonight!
KV: I wonder if one of them is going to win! I know both of them were darkhorses due to them both being relatively unknown.
SG: I guess we’ll see!
((Austin Cooper is trying to avenge his teammate as he tries to push Wulf Erikson down as he’s still standing outside on the apron. Wulf eventually throws an elbow into Austin’s face and it causes Austin to back up. Wulf then enters the ring and Austin charges him but Wulf nails him with a drop toe hold. Austin gets up and Wulf nails him with a DDT. Wulf then picks Austin up and easily eliminates him from the match.))
KV: Now Wulf has two eliminations!
SG: He eliminated the Grappling Connection or whatever the hell they’re called!
KV: What a debut!
((Wulf turns and he’s met by a superkick from Tom Harper. Wulf drops to the ground and before Tom can do anything, Lucas Moore clothesline Tom from behind. Lucas picks Tom Harper up and lifts him up in the air, walking him towards the ropes. Lucas looks as if he’s about to eliminate Harper but Harper slides down his back. Lucas turns around and Harper nails him with a one knee codebreaker. Lucas stumbles around in a daze and Tom easily throws him over the ropes.))
KV: Lucas Moore is gone!
SG: That leaves one last person for Tom to eliminate and that’s Wulf Erikson!
KV: And Wulf is behind him! Look out Tom!
((Before Tom can turn around after eliminating Lucas, Wulf Erikson grabs him from behind and easily tosses him over the ropes. Tom lands on the apron. Wulf hits the other sides of the ropes and he comes towards Harper and he dives through the middle rope, spearing Tom down and sending both men crashing outside.))
SG: Harper is eliminated!
KV: Wait… Aren’t they both eliminated!
SG: No! Harper went over the ropes… Wulf went through the middle rope. It doesn’t count!
((Wulf climbs back into the ring and the referee signals for the bell before raising Wulf’s hand in the air.))
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner of the first ever #FSociety Battle Royal… WULF ERIKSON!!!
KV: What a way to win!! That was awesome!
SG: I agree! I can’t wait to see what else Wulf and Tom can bring to the table later on. They both looked great tonight. Wulf had three eliminations and so did time… It’s just that Wulf was the last man standing.
KV: Indeed… Now let’s cut backstage!
((Backstage interviewer Tim Anderson knocks on a luxury box door in the upper parts of the arena. A security guard opens the door, barely acknowledges him, and lets him and the camera pass through. They come out to the seats over the crowd where Chris Night is sitting silently and looking straight ahead with a man wearing a full suit with a clown mask standing behind him. Tim approaches, holding his microphone out.))
Tim Anderson: Mr. Night, you’ve asked for me to come up here. What message would you like to deliver to the fans tonight?
((Chris keeps looking forward and doesn’t acknowledge Tim.))
Tim Anderson: Mr. Night, I came at your request.
((The man in the clown mask turns towards him and pulls something out of his jacket. He hands Tim a folded up piece of paper. Tim opens the paper up, reads it to himself for a moment, and then begins to read it aloud.))
Tim Anderson: This says, that per the office of Chris Night, the matchup scheduled between Adam Sanders and Benjamin Haskell will be taking place between the two co-main events of tonight’s show. Mr. Night, is there a reason for moving the placement of this match?
((Chris doesn’t pay him any attention still. The man in the clown mask extends his arm out and points for Tim to exit the room. Tim doesn’t know what to do until two security guards approach him and start to pull him out of the room as the scene switches.))
((The scene cute to the back where pacing back and forth in front of a large FSociety banner is the FSociety Champion, Tyson Gregory. He looks dressed for his defense later in the night against Aurora Graves and have the FSociety Championship belt around his waist. He stops pacing for a moment and looks dead on at the camera.))
Tyson Gregory: Tonight, I defend my FSociety Championship again. I defend it against Aurora Graves who is trying to catch lightning in a bottle like she did against Adrien Cochrane and take my championship from me.
((He rubs the back of his head and chuckles.))
Tyson Gregory: The thing is that Aurora has no clue who she is stepping in the ring with tonight. She got a small taste when Ally and I sent Rebel Ink packing but tonight? Tonight I give Aurora the whole Tyson Fucking Gregory experience.
((He chuckles again as a smirk comes to his face.))
Tyson Gregory: You see Aurora... You are a great tag team wrestler. Along with your husband Damon, you two have made a name for yourselves as a great tag team. But this isn't a tag match, Damon isn't the for you to tag in when things go over your head and oh yeah... You're going to be in the ring with the best wrestler in FSociety. Big things that can go wrong for you Aurora... And they will go wrong for you. So just be happy you made it this far.
((He shakes his head.))
Tyson Gregory: But don't worry, while you won't be leaving with this...
((He takes off the FSociety Championship belt and holds it up to the camera.))
Tyson Gregory: You will be able to leave with the story of when you shared the ring with me one on one... Think of it as flying too close to the sun. See you out there Harley...
((He winks playfully at the camera before walking off camera.))
Match Three: KO Match
Zooey West-Jaa versus Dom Wolfe
KV: Next up we have a KO match between Zooey West-Jaa and her childhood friend, Dom Wolfe.
SG: From the information that I’ve gathered… Dom and Zooey used to be best friends but they’ve had some bad blood over the last few months since Dom confessed his love to her?
KV: So this is a lovers quarrel?
SG: A one sided one!
KV: I also heard that Wolfe requested this match specifically.
SG: He must have a death wish.
KV: Hey, he grew up being trained in the same manner as Zooey… So maybe he’ll be alright.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring… Hailing from Phucket, Thaliand and weighing in at 120 pounds… ZOEEEEY WEST-JAAAAAA!
((“Sit Still, Look Pretty” by Daya hits over the speakers as Zooey West-Jaa steps out onto the stage in a pair of long black wrestling tights and a Royal blue silk boxers robe, the hood up over her head and just down over her face. She rubs her taped hands together, cracking her knuckles as she walks down the ramp. Reaching up for the middle ropes she pulls herself onto the apron before pulling back with both hands on the top rope and jumping over the top to land in the ring with a small bounce on her toes. She continues to bounce back and forth on her toes a little as she sheds her robe and turns to face the ramp, awaiting her opponent.))
KV: Zooey looks focused.
SG: She always does!
KV: But there’s a different kind of focus this time. She looks ready to kill.
Jennifer Taylor: And her opponent… DOM WOLFE!!!
((“Wolves of War” by Burn Halo blares over the PA system and Dom Wolfe walks out from behind the curtain. He looks up at the ring where Zooey is standing and he points at her. He then sprints towards the ring and slides in. He goes to his corner and the two stare at each other.))
KV: This isn’t going to go over well.
SG: I’ve never seen Zooey look so pissed.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Zooey and Dom stand on opposite sides of the ring, as they approach to shake hands, Dom holds out his hand with a smirk, Zooey looks at him with obvious disgust, Dom makes a kissy face at her and she turns, slapping him hard across the face with anger etched across hers. As the bell rings, he turns his cheek to her and asks for another, this time, Zooey obliges with hard right across his cheek, causing him to stumble back some, she then charges him with a spear and tackles him down to the mat with force.))
KV: Bad form Dom! You can’t give Zooey an opening like that.
SG: She’s going to murder him tonight… Yup!
KV: It’s possible.
((Once they both hit the mat, Zooey is quick to turn her body and grapevine her legs around his midsection, wrapping an arm around his throat she pulls him into a sleeper, Dom struggles some but this only causes her to lock her grip in tighter, beginning to choke him. She pulls back on his head and he begins to fade, as he begins to fade out she releases with a shake of her head and gets to her feet.))
SG: She let go of the hold!
KV: But why!?
SG: Because it was too easy? I don’t know! I’m not a mind reader!
((Zooey begins to stalk the ropes before backing up into the corner, she crouches down to one knee and watched Dom closely, her eyes trained on him as he begins to get to his feet, she pops up and approaches, a spring to her step as she lands a punch under his chin, dodging his punch and landing a hard left to the side of his head.))
KV: What a punch by Zooey!
SG: Dom went to punch her but she dodged it and got him with one of her own. This is too easy.
KV: And now she’s laughing.
SG: This doesn’t spell well for Dom.
((She laughs slightly and steps back,opening up her arms, she welcomes him to take a shot, he lands a punch to her cheek and she meets him with one of her own before bringing her knee up into his gut.before pulling back. Dom holds his gut and backs into his own corner, taking a moment to catch his breath.))
SG: Zooey once again has the upperhand.
KV: She’s always had the upperhand.
SG: This is true!
((This time, when he goes for Zooey she hits him with a wizard kick, following that up with a palm strike to his jaw, Dom refuses to go down until he is met with a hard Crane Kick to the bridge of his nose, as he flails back, Zooey ducks in with several hard shots to his body using her fists and elbows to assault his ribs and abdomen.))
SG: What a barrage from Zooey!
KV: She’s so intense and focused right now.
SG: I don’t think anyone can beat her with her like this. Wow.
((Dom goes down hard, hitting the mat he rolls over onto his stomach and crawls to the edge, rolling off the apron he drops to the outside, Zooey begins to stalk the ring, calling for him to get back into the ring, waving her arms at him, before leaning over the top rope and yelling at Dom, who lies prone on the outside catching his breath.))
SG: She’s screaming at him now.
KV: This is clearly an emotional match for Zooey. She wants to end this chapter and begin her new one.
SG: I can’t blame her, Dom is kind of ugly. She should give me a call.
KV: Give you a call? For what? So she can knock you out too?
SG: Yeah… Forget that!
((Eventually Dom rolls back up to his knees and slams his hands down on the mats in frustration, the official forces Zooey to back away from the ropes to let Dom back into the ring. Zooey shrugs and backs off to her corner to await the restart of the match. Dom gets back into the ring with a huffed sound. Zooey begins to slowly stalk up and down the ropes waiting for Dom to get to his feet. When he does, she nails him with a modified version of a spinning heel kick called a ‘Butterfly Kick’. She nails the base of heel to his temple with extreme force, Dom stumbles around the ring for a few steps before his eyes glaze over and he hits the mat, out cold.))
SG: He’s out! She just knocked his lights out!
KV: The referee is checking on him to make sure.
((The referee grabs Dom’s hand and it drops. He does it a second and third time and it drops lifelessly to the mat. The referee then calls for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Your winner by TKO… ZOOEY WEST-JAA!!!!
((The referee raises Zooey’s hand in the air but she pulls it away. She looks at Dom and shakes her head before rolling out of the ring and heading up the entrance ramp.))
KV: She just closed the door on that.
SG: And she put everyone on notice!
KV: Yeah she did!
((The scene cuts backstage, where interviewer Tim Anderson spots former Tag Team champion Damon Graves heading towards his locker room.))
Tim Anderson: Damon! Hold up a minute!
Damon: What do you want?
Tim Anderson: Just a few questions before your match…
Damon: Make it quick, then.
Tim Anderson: Tonight, your wife…
Damon: Seriously? I'm standing right in front of you, just before I face Amber Richards, and you want to ask me about somebody else's match? If that's the case, get the hell out of my way.
((He begins to brush past the interviewer, but he holds up his hand, stopping him.))
Tim Anderson: That was thoughtless of me. Speaking of which…
Damon: Wow, that was subtle. Because I “insulted” Amber by lumping her in with everyone else that Ally Morrow had faced up to that point, you think it's OK to try and bust my balls…
Tim Anderson: But…
Damon: But what? Amber could have come to me… privately, and we could have handled this like a pair of adults. Instead, she sat back, threw out a couple of cryptic tweets, and tried to make me look like shit. Not something I need right now. Did I say something that Amber got offended at? Apparently so,and like I told my wife earlier, I’ll apologize to her, AFTER the match. But until that time comes, I’m going out there to earn something that should have come to me a long time ago, and I’m not going to slack off just to spare someone's feelings. I’m not going to stand here and run down Amber’s talent, because that would be dumb as hell.
Tim Anderson: It make take a bit for your opponent to appreciate that…
Damon: Thing is, she’s had a handful of championship matches while I’ve been screwed over, so tonight, I’m the hungrier of the two of us, and Amber can’t dispute that. And once this match is over, whoever is holding the High Roller Championship won’t be able to dispute the fact that I’m coming for them AND that belt.
((With that, Damon pushes Tim out of his way as the scene switches.))
((The scene cuts to the back where Robb Hardy deals with some papers on his desk. The door to his office opens and standing in the door way is the FSociety Champion, Tyson Gregory. He is in his ring gear with the FSociety Championship belt on his shoulder. He walks in and sighs.))
Tyson Gregory: Okay so, this is me telling you that after my match with Aurora Graves... Win or lose... I'm not sticking around for the fan fair and all that shit.
Robb Hardy: Okay and why's that?
Tyson Gregory: Ally and Gavin are going to kill each other out there. You know it and I know it. I'm not going to stand around while Ally is getting medical attention. So this is me saying you have me until that bell rings to end the match and then I'm gone.
Robb Hardy: Fair enough.
((Tyson lightly taps his knuckle on the desk for a few moments.))
Tyson Gregory: Okay... Thanks.
((Tyson then turns and leaves the office.))
Match Four: Singles Match
#1 Contender For The High Roller Championship
Amber Richards versus Damon Graves
KV: Next up we have a number one contender’s match for the High Roller Championship.
SG: Damon Graves taking on the lovely Amber Richards! She was quite upset with some of the words that he had to say.
KV: I think Amber may have taken some of it out of context, you know?
SG: Nevertheless, these two are going to go at it.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring... weighing in at 218 pounds from Inglewood, California... one half of the #FSociety Tag Team Champions... DAMON GRAVESSSS!!!
((As "Dirty Angel" by Voodoo Johnson begins to play over the sound system, Damon Graves steps out onto the stage holding onto his #FSociety Tag Team Championship. The camera pulls in tight on his face, where he cocks his head to the left, raises his right eyebrow, and brings his fists together, knuckles out, so that the letters tattooed on his fingers are prominently display: STAY DOWN. Bringing his hands down, he takes his time getting to the ring. Once he gets there he wraps his arm around the ring post, with his elbow resting on the bottom turnbuckle. After scanning the crowd, he rolls under the bottom rope to enter the ring.))
SG: Damon is looking to get his first ever title shot for a singles title.
KV: His wife has one for the top title later tonight.
SG: No crap!
Jennifer Taylor: His opponent... weighing in at 140 pounds from Norwich, England... "The Gypsy Rose"... AMBER RICHARDS!!!
(("Everything That Could of Been" by Kittie blasts on the PA system, the lyrics rolling out. As the song explodes after the first verse Amber Richards makes her way out with her black hair flowing down as she throws her head back and lets out a laugh. Amber makes her way down to the ring. She runs and slides on her knee across the apron before resting her body against the ropes as the music fades out.))
KV: Amber looks focused.
SG: It’s going to be a great match! I can feel it!
KV: The referee is calling for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: Here we go!
SG: Woohoo!
((Amber and Damon size each other up. She moves around him bouncing on and balls of her feet, she dodges under a lock up attempt and slides on one knee back up to her feet with a grin. She smiles and shrugs as Damon shakes his head. They go to lock up again and Amber again ducks out of the way, as Damon turns around Amber uses her speed to hit a low dropkick. She slides back up as Damon holds his knee. Amber bounces around looking more trepidatious than normal.))
KV: Amber looks absolutely pumped for this one!
SG: Yeah she does. You can’t blame her after the beating she took two weeks ago.
KV: She put up quite the fight against Tyson!
SG: Agreed but he came through like he always does!
((Amber tries to duck under another lock up but Damon turns and catches her around the ribs, he picks Amber up and slams her down in a deadlift german suplex, Amber holds the back of her neck and as she starts to get up Damon runs in catching a knee to her face, Amber hits the mat and holds her jaw as blood pours from her mouth. Damon looks down and then at the crowd before yelling “Stay down” at her. Amber looks up and shakes her head.))
KV: WOAH! Damon just busted Amber’s mouth open!
SG: She doesn’t look ready to give up yet though even though Damon is telling her to.
KV: I don’t know how much longer she can last with blood coming out of her mouth like that.
((Damon pulls her up and slams in a hard european uppercut, he holds on to her hair and slams in another and another each sickening thud sending echoes through the crowd. He pulls Amber forward into a reverse STO and nails it.))
KV: That’s one of Damon’s patented moves! This could be it!
SG: Nope, he’s going to make sure she’s done.
KV: I’m afraid you’re right!
((Damon then pops up and grabs Amber pulling her to the corner he sets her up and hits a Sunset Flip Powerbomb!))
KV: He calls that the Stay Down!
SG: And she will. There’s no way she gets up now.
((Damon’s move turns into a cover and the referee begins the count.))
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DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner and the new number one contender for the High Roller Championship… DAMON GRAVES!!!
((“Dirty Angel” blares over the PA system and the referee raises Damon’s hand up in the air.))
KV: What a victory by Damon Graves!
SG: Indeed. The question now is where does this leave Amber Richards?
KV: I’m not sure but she’ll recover, I’m sure. She always does.
SG: I agree with that.
KV: Alright, time to cut backstage!
((Once again the cameras return to the room where Ally is being held. She is still sitting cross legged in the middle of the room and it appears as though she hasn’t moved. The only change being her head is now upright and she is staring at the door, whispering something to herself over and over as she doesn’t move at all, not even to look at the camera this time.))
((As she continues to stare at the door, at first, the noise is almost impossible to hear. In the darkness a faint banging in the distance can be heard. She suddenly turns her head towards the sound before beginning to laugh. It begins low and soft before getting louder and louder, her laugh turning maniacal as the camera cuts out.))
((Gavin appears on the screen from the room he is being held, pressed against the wall tightly. He appears to be banging on it, the sound finally kicks in and the rhythmic sound of the banging can be heard, the same sounds that could be heard off in the distance from Ally’s room. He appears to barely move aside from his fists beating on the wall.))
((Suddenly he slams his fists hard down on the wall and pushes away with a yell. He begins to pace in the darkness again, shaking his head as he mumbles something to himself over and over - at the sound of the same maniacal laughter from behind the wall drifts into the room his head snaps towards the wall and he approaches it again, slamming his fists down against it one last time before the camera cuts away.))
Match Five: No DQ Match
El Hijo Senor del Ass versus Dean Judas
Jennifer Taylor: The next match is a NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH! Introducing first… from Los Angeles California and weighing in at 245 lbs… DEAN JUDAS!!!
((The lights along the big screen pulsate while the arena is engulfed in darkness. Pulsating to the music the lights continue to have the strobe effect that fade to black right before the gunfire is heard ripping through the speakers while white bright lights strobe to the rapid fire. As the first verse of Drake's Legend (Wynn Remix) hits the lights all blast on following the beat of the verse.))
~~Oh my God, oh my God
If I die, I'm a legend
When they made me down the rest, I know I was always reppin
Oh my God, my whole life, my words been ma greatest weapon
I know I. I know I, been the cos greatest blessings~~
((The song hammers with every pulse being felt throughout the arena, a series of bright blinding white lights flash in time. Wind and smoke chaotically collect, swirl and clash on the entrance stage until it engulfs the entire stage whole. Out walks Dean Judas with a grin on his face and cocky swagger about him. Strolling down the ramp as the music continues to pound the crowd’s attempts to boo Dean into submission. Like a man possessed Dean continues his slow walk towards the ring. Bypassing all the fans with a focused look he hops into the ring. Marching towards the turnbuckle he ascends upwards. Judas stands atop the turnbuckle looking out onto the crowd with confidence as they continue to shower him with boos. Hopping down off of the turnbuckle Judas appears primed and ready for the no DQ matchup.))
KV: This one we’ve been waiting for now for some time, these two have been at each other’s throats since Insurrection.
SG: Hijo has proven to be nothing short of a pest. Judas is going to finally crush him.
KV: Don’t underestimate El Hijo.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring... from Cimarron New Mexico, weighing in at 180lbs… El Hijo del Senor Ass!!!
((A familiar beat begins to blare over the PA system, consisting of the unlikely combination of an 808 drum and a violin. A whisper is then heard in the background: “hay hay…hay hay…” and is then immediately followed by the voice of Juvenile.))
~~Cash Money takin’ ova fo’ the ’99-2000!~~
KV: Where is Hijo?
SG: Probably with Carmen Sandiego.
((Judas crouches down looking towards the ramp waiting for Hijo and suddenly the crowd begins to stir as more and more cheers fill the arena.))
KV: Wait! Here comes Hijo!
SG: When you don’t belong in the ring, you find ways to get over.
KV: I’m not too sure about that. But I do know that Dean doesn’t see him!
((Hijo hops over the barricade and slides into the ring with a steel chair in hand. Hijo stands in the middle of the ring behind Judas just begging him to turn around.))
EH: Turn around you son of a bitch!
KV: Judas still hasn’t realized!
SG: Turn around Dean! He’s gonna be pissed.
((Just as Judas turns around and sees Hijo and his eyes widen. Hijo swings with all his might crushing Judas right atop his head.))
KV: WHAT A SHOT!
SG: Judas is staggering backwards.
((The referee calls for the bell the start the match as Judas falls onto the ropes trying to maintain his balance.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Judas takes yet another chair shot to the head as Hijo raises his arms in the air triumphantly to a chorus of cheers from the crowd.))
KV: Judas is dropped to a knee! Hijo is running the ropes!
((Hijo runs the ropes charging like a bull towards the kneeling Judas. Hijo leaps into the air tossing the chair towards Judas and drilling him with a dropkick to the chair/face of Judas.))
KV: That dropkick was brutal! El Hijo is on fire right now!
SG: Like I said, Judas is going to be pissed.
((Judas looks to be out on the outside of the ring as Hijo’s dropkick had sent Judas flying through the ropes. In hot pursuit Hijo tells the referee to move out of the way so he can fly. With the crowd on their feet Hijo runs the ropes again and launches himself over the top rope flipping through the air and landing right on top of Judas with the picture-perfect flipping senton.))
KV: DID YOU SEE THE HANGTIME!!!?
((The crowd continues to be fired up and now starts to chant Hijo over and over again as he stands on both two feet confidently above Judas. Looking around wildly Hijo picks Judas up slowly by the hair and proceeds to whip him into the barricade. Judas slams into the barricade back first and winces in pain. Hijo rushes towards Judas taking him over the barricade with a dropkick to the chest of Judas.))
KV: Judas goes flying!
SG: I can’t believe this kid is fired up like this. I didn’t think he had it in him. That still doesn’t change the fact that…
KV: Yes, you’ve said it enough… Judas will be pissed.
((Hijo hammers Judas with forearm smash after forearm smash staggering Dean. Pushing fans out of the way and into Hijo, Judas attempts to gain some space to recover.))
KV: Judas is reeling. Wait he’s pushing fans in the way!
SG: Hey, these fans know what they’re getting themselves into when they come to an #FSociety show. Especially in the splash section.
((Judas quickly grabs a beer from a fan taking a giant gulp, Hijo grabs onto Judas shoulder turning him around only to get sprayed in the face by a room temperature brew.))
KV: He just spit beer in his eyes!
SG: Here it comes!
((Stepping back a bit Judas measures Hijo and runs him down with a vicious big boot that cripples the young superstar.))
KV: OH MY!
SG: BOOM! That was the only sound I heard.
((Reaching down towards the fallen Hijo, Judas smacks him a few times across the face much to the disdain of the crowd who boo Judas loudly.))
DJ: YOU… STUPID… FUCK!
((With each word an even harder slap follows and then Judas stands atop Hijo with his foot over his chest and his arms in the air.))
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KV: Hijo got the kickout there, I don’t know why Judas thought he could put him away with a pin like that?
SG: Because Judas is just that much superior, that’s why. You really are a genius.
KV: Why thank you.
((Judas picks up Hijo tossing him over his shoulder as he charges towards the section opening. Tossing Hijo headfirst into the arch of the doorway Judas quickly goes back onto the assault.))
SG: He looked like he was carrying groceries up to his Beverly Hills mansion, that was easy.
KV: You can’t count Hijo out just yet. He has tremendous heart.
SG: He also doesn’t have a brain.
((Judas gets a handful of Hijo’s hair and looks into his eyes snarling like a beast. With a quick twitch Hijo drives his knee into the crotch of Judas.))
KV: WOAH!
SG: Oh, that you support? Figures.
KV: What is that supposed to mean?
SG: You tell me Hilary.
KV: I’m not even sure I understand that. El Hijo must capitalize here.
((Dropping to his knees instantly in pain Judas allows Hijo enough time to regain his consciousness. Hijo clears the crowd and rushes towards Judas drilling him the face with a dropkick. The crowd is getting behind Hijo chanting ASS ASS ASS at the top of their lungs. Doing a little impromptu parkour Hijo jumps from an empty fan’s steel chair to the top of the barricade and does a flawless moonsault off of the barricade directly onto his opponent.))
KV: Hijo with the beautiful moonsault showing off his aerial skills.
SG: Yeah, yeah nice moonsault.
((Hijo standing tall with an arm raised, he’s feeling the crowd as he looks to a large fan still in his seat. Hijo tells the fan to stay still in his chair as he takes a few steps backwards and the security clears out the fans around Hijo and Judas.))
KV: What on Earth could he be planning here?
SG: I don’t know, he’s a weird ass kid.
((Running with a full head of steam Hijo jumps onto the shoulders of the fan before hurling himself towards Judas. Managing to get up to his feet Judas catches the flying Hijo and powerbombs him hard onto the cold concrete floor. The crowd begins losing their minds chanting holy shit over and over.))
KV: EL HIJO JUST MIGHT BE DEAD!
SG: That’s the best-case scenario.
KV: Someone check on him!
SG: Don’t be so dramatic.
((Both men are down but the applause and appreciation from the crowd is still deafening. Little by little the crowd’s chants of Holy Shit begin to die down. Judas is the first one up to his feet as he notices a fan filming the action with their camera phone. Snatching the camera from the fan Judas films himself talking shit.))
DJ: This fuckin’ maggot, thinkin’ he can hack it. I’m the ALPHA in this motherfucker.
((Grabbing Hijo by his hair Judas pulls his face close into the camera shot and cracks a sinister grin. Coming to, Hijo rips the phone from Dean’s hand and then smashes it glass first into the forehead of Judas.))
KV: He just shattered that phone right against Dean’s head! Hijo is giving everything he’s got and I tell you this, there is no doubt in my mind that the young star will only continue to shine brighter.
SG: Nice sales pitch.
((Jumping onto Judas El Hijo pounds the face of his adversary with rapid short punches to the forehead. The camera zooms in on Hijo’s fist which has turned crimson, zooming in closer to the face of Judas everyone can now see that he’s begun to bleed.))
KV: HIJO HAS BUSTED JUDAS OPEN!!!
SG: Those, Galaxy Note 7 is dangerous. They did have a recall on them you know.
KV: Oh come on.
SG: I only speak the truth.
((Hijo wipes the blood of his opponent across his chest and then proceeds to bring Judas up to his feet walking him over to the barricade. Fighting back with some elbows Judas looks to create some space between the two but Hijo quickly reverses a strike into an irish whip that sends Judas tumbling back over the barricade. Hijo hops on top of the barricade and hit the rising Judas with a spinning wheel kick. Hijo dives on Judas to make the cover by hooking both legs.))
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KV: Thr… No! I do think it’ll take more than that to keep Judas down.
SG: Finally, some truth outta you tonight.
KV: I’m always honest, someone like you has no business questioning my integrity.
SG: Someone like me!? I’ve been in that ring and earned my stripes. I deserve to be in there more than Hijo does.
((Stomping away on Judas Hijo walks over to the broadcast booth and picks up a steel chair from nearby the timekeeper. The crowd is up on their feet again as Hijo is measuring Judas who is slowly getting up to his feet, blood still trickling from his forehead the Antivist leans against the barricade and with a motion of the hands tells Hijo to come on.))
KV: Judas is begging Hijo to hit him with the chair!
SG: He’s telling him that it’s gonna take a hell of a lot more than that.
KV: Something that I mentioned earlier.
((With a loud yell Hijo rushes Judas full speed but the vet quickly spins around doing a 360 and hammering the chair with a vicious right hook. The chair bounces off of Hijo’s skull dropping him to the floor.))
KV: What a spinning hook! These two are giving each other everything they’ve got tonight.
SG: He made him bleed his own blood. Judas is gonna murder Hijo.
KV: Somehow I highly doubt that.
SG: BET!
KV: Now you’re talking like him?
SG: He’s an innovator.
((Walking with a stagger still, Dean pulls up the ring skirt pulling out a strip of razor wire and the crowd is on their feet. Dean stalks after his prey who crawls around trying to get up using the assistance of the barricade. Judas cracks back and begins to whip the back of Hijo with the razor wire, tearing flesh on impact.))
KV: This is brutal! The razor wire just ripping into the skin of Hijo. Judas is absolutely trying to prove a point with these vicious whips.
SG: Oh the blood, oh the blood, oh the massacre.
KV: ENOUGH!
SG: Biased much?
KV: The man is just brutally beating Hijo when he could just end it now.
SG: He looks to be upset, maybe even pissed?
KV: …
((Wrapping the razor wire around his taped fist, Judas begins to punch Hijo in the face repeatedly as he gets busted open just like his attacker.))
KV: Both men with matching crimson masks. I just wish for the sake of their careers that one of them puts a stop to this. Judas could easily get the pin at this point.
SG: Hijo knew what he was doing. Don’t poke the bear.
((Pausing the onslaught, Judas gets up to his feet casually kicking Hijo while he continues to trash talk the smaller opponent.))
KV: He’s mocking his opponent now! Come on already!
SG: This is what happens when you’re trash. Deal with it.
((Flipping up the ring skirt again Judas pulls out a folding table placing one end on the apron and the other on the barricade. Grabbing the bloodied Hijo, Judas puts him into the powerbomb position.))
KV: Dean Judas is gonna powerbomb Hijo through the table!
SG: Yeah ok, obvious…but that’s not all, take a look.
KV: Judas is pulling back the mat to expose the concrete! He’s gonna break Hijo’s back with this!
((Judas lifts Hijo up high but somehow Hijo manages to hit a hurricanrana and reverse the maneuver sending Judas onto the table. The crowd cheers as Hijo uses the cheers as fuel and climbs up to the top rope signaling for something big.))
KV: HERE WE GO! Hijo is gonna fly high and he’s gonna send Judas TO HELL!
SG: Calm down. It’s safe to say that Judas would rather die tonight than have to live with a loss to Hijo.
((Shimmying and shaking on the top rope Hijo flies through the air and lands ASS first onto Judas crushing him through the table on impact.))
KV: THE TABLE JUST SHATTERED!
SG: Hijo is gonna get shattered after this. There’s no way he’s getting up after that fall.
KV: Judas isn’t in any better shape, he absorbed all of the impact.
SG: Physics, Judas has the physique and Hijo has…well, nothing really.
((Both men appearing to be exhausted, bloodied and battered but they continue to rise simply on adrenaline. The crowd is going ballistic and they want more. Judas flips Hijo off and Hijo smacks Judas in the face. Judas chuckles at the slap and gives him another finger. Hijo grits down on his teeth and kicks Judas square in the nuts once again.))
KV: OUCH!
SG: I hope he at least got the other one.
KV: Other one what?
SG: Nothing.
((Hijo wraps his arm around Judas’ neck putting him in position for a DDT but instead turns his attention to a fan that’s standing close to the barricade.))
EH: Give him one! Go ahead!
((The fan comes forward and looks to get involved.))
KV: I don’t know what Hijo has in mind here.
SG: I do…ugh come on.
((Hijo gives Judas a couple spanks and then the fan proceeds to spank Judas not once or twice but three times. The building erupts with joy as they cheer and chant ASS ASS ASS!))
KV: That even made me blush a little, how embarrassing.
SG: You know what you said about murder earlier?
KV: Of course I do.
SG: Yeah, that’s definitely gonna happen now.
((Soaking it in Hijo celebrates with the crowd as Judas crawls away to the other side of the ring pulling himself up on the barricade. Breathing heavily Judas measures Hijo from a distance as Hijo finally turns his attention back to his opponent but this time it’s too late. Judas comes barreling down like a freight train spearing Hijo into the steel steps causing both men to topple over.))
SG: DAMN! Choo! Choo!
KV: Both men are down but Judas is getting up to his feet rather quickly here.
((Hopping up to his feet Judas wipes away the blood that trickles down his forehead. Tossing Hijo into the ring Judas is in hot pursuit with a chair in hand that he ripped from ringside.))
SG: R.I.P El Hijo.
KV: Judas absolutely has bad intentions with that scowl on his face.
((Stalking Hijo Judas watches his prey struggling to crawl around. Hijo appears to have nothing left as he grasps at the kickpads of Judas. Kicking away the hands of Hijo Judas cracks a sinister grin. Tapping the steel chair onto Hijo’s head, Judas screams at him.))
DJ: Bite on the rope!
((Judas kicks at Hijo’s head and pushes him towards the ropes. The crowd boos loudly as Judas proudly roars back at them.))
KV: I don’t like what I think is about to happen.
SG: He’s trying to make Hijo bite the bottom rope, I’ve seen this movie. Classic.
((Hijo bites down on the bottom rope and Judas stomps on the back of his head causing Hijo to go limp.))
KV: I THINK I JUST SAW A TOOTH!
SG: That’s it! LIGHTS OUT ON THIS STUPID CINDERELLA STORY!
((Chuckling loudly Judas eats up the boos from the crowd as they breakout in a You Sick Fuck chant. Laughing it off Judas isn’t finished, he sets up the chair properly in the middle of the ring and hoists up the lifeless Hijo carrying him around the ring to show off his power.))
SG: See that’s what happens when a boy fights a man. This is exactly what I’ve been talking about.
KV: I think that’s what Dean Judas has been saying.
SG: Same thing, great minds.
((Dropping Hijo down to a swinging sideslam Judas crushes Hijo’s skull with the reverse STO directly onto the steel chair.))
KV: OH NO!
SG: OH YES! HE’S DEAD! HE HAS TO BE!
KV: Don’t say such things!
SG: THAT WAS AMAZING! Look at the chair! It’s mutilated!
KV: El Hijo isn’t moving a muscle, I’m really worried about him. Get someone out here!
((Pushing his boot onto the face of El Hijo, Judas makes the pin as the referee reluctantly drops to all fours and initiates the count.))
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DING DING DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner…DEEEEAAANNN JUUUUUDDAAAAASSSS!!!
SG: That was perfect.# FSociety now has a roster spot open, I’m gonna probably get asked to fill it and you know I’m always ready.
KV: You’re always incredibly insensitive and egotistical but that’s neither here nor there. At least here comes some help.
((Judas stands over Hijo and looks at him as the referee attempts to keep him separated. Judas shoves the referee to the ground and kicks him out of the ring. Wiping away his blood yet again Judas kicks Hijo over and over without showing an ounce of mercy. Robb Hardy leads down a team of security to the ring and they attempt to restrain Judas.))
SG: Judas is PISSED!
KV: Say what you will but this is totally over the top.
SG: Dean Judas only cares about himself, there’s a lot of people in this world who could do well with that mindset.
((Fighting off security Judas continues to stomp away at the fallen Hijo. The ring practically filled with security now as Judas is shoved into the corner while Robb Hardy checks on Hijo and calls for a stretcher to come down to ringside.))
KV: At least Mr. Hardy has restored order here and it seeing to it that Hijo makes it out of here safely without suffering any more damage than necessary.
SG: Judas should keep it going. I’m all for it.
KV: Of course you would be, but that’s you.
((Judas slithers out of the ring still wearing his sadistic grin. Hardy eyeballs Judas as the EMTs load Hijo onto the stretcher. Hardy and a handful of other staffers walk with the EMTs and Hijo up the ramp towards the back.))
KV: Well ladies and gentlemen, we’ll keep you updated on the status of El Hijo as it appears that he’ll be ok for the time being.
SG: How unfortunate.
KV: Terrible.
SG: It was, very terrible that Judas didn’t take it further.
((Turning around Judas rushes the stretcher bulldozing into the group and then quickly scooping up Hijo who is strapped to the board still unconscious. Judas carries Hijo to the edge of the stage and throws Hijo down to the concrete with an inverted front powerslam. Hijo crashes into the concrete face first all the while strapped to the stretcher.))
SG: HOLY SHIT!
KV: I… I…
((The crowd breaks out with a Holy Shit chant but security is quickly on top of Judas again shoving him towards the back. Robb Hardy shoves Judas in the chest giving him a death stare. Looking at his hands covered in Hijo’s blood, Judas wipes them across the chest of Hardy.))
DJ: His blood is on your hands, you made this happen. YOU! You brought this outta me. NOT HIM! Remember that shit.
((Disappearing to the back Judas leaves a pissed off Hardy there to pick up the pieces that was once El Hijo del Senor Ass.))
KV: I’m not exactly sure what Judas meant when he said that but needless to say we hope El Hijo makes a speedy recovery and as I said before, we’ll keep you constantly updated on his condition.
SG: Pour one out, haha!
KV: Why must you constantly be distasteful?
SG: That’s not at all as distasteful as your TJ Maxx pant suit.
((One last time the camera cuts back to Ally. She now stands pressed against the wall, her back to it and her head leaning back against it. She reaches out into the darkness before pulling her hands back, still whispering to herself slightly. She pauses before nodding her head, as though conversing with someone in the room, although it remains empty.))
((When she hears the banging again her eyes look up towards the camera and a sick smile crosses her face before she purses her lips and begins to whistle the song that has come to haunt this match... bars for ‘Singing in the Rain’ leave her lips as her eyes remain locked on the camera.))
((For the final time we return to the room holding Gavin. He stands facing the wall, his eyes closed as faintly we can still hear the whistling of that song. Without warning he breaks away from the wall and lets out a loud yell. He charges the door and bangs against it for a moment, the song obviously causing him to relive his fears for his sister. After a few hard bangs against the door he backs off and shakes his head.))
((His fists clenched at his side he huffs loudly, his eyes appear trained on the door as he stares it down, unmoving, no sounds in the room but his deep, heavy breaths as he awaits his time to finally be released.))
Match Six: Triple Threat Match
High Roller Championship
Parker Wayde versus Abagail Vorhees versus Anastasia Hayden
KV: Time for the High Roller Championship match!
SG: Anastasia looks to defend her championship against Parker Wayde and Abagail Vorhees, two competitors who just came off of victories.
KV: Robb Hardy did say that he would choose Ana’s opponents based off of performances at last Anarchy. He deemed Parker and Abagail worthy of this shot.
SG: I think they did well two weeks ago. Let’s see if they can hang with the champ!
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring first… Hailing from Winston-Salem, North Carolina and weighing in at 254 pounds… He IS the “Instant Impact”.... PARKER WAYDEEEEEEEE!
((All the lights in the arena go out, save one green spotlight aimed down at the middle of the stage. “Let’s Go” by Travis Barker begins to blare over the PA system and Parker Wayde rips the curtain to the side and steps out onto the stage. He stops for a moment in the spotlight and surveys the audience and their reaction to his presence. ))
KV: Parker Wayde is a veteran who’s been around quite a while. A lot of people consider him the favorite to dethrone Ana tonight.
SG: It’s possible but we’ll see! Ana has pretty much been unstoppable here in #FSociety.
KV: True that!
Jennifer Taylor: His opponent... weighing in at 165 pounds from The Other Side of Reality... ABAGAIL "THE BLACKHEART" VORHEES!!!
(("My Leftovers" by Porcelain and The Tramps starts playing as strobe lights flash on the stage and red circles roam over the crowd. "The Blackheart" Abagail Vorhees walks out, a look of determination on her face. She starts the slow march to the ring and hops up on the apron, does a slow bend over the middle rope and then steps into the ring. She walks to a corner and climbs the turnbuckle and stares at the crowd with a smirk as the build up to the chorus plays.))
KV: Abagail has had her shares of ups and downs throughout her brief career but she has a change to become a champion tonight and erase all of the memories of those downs.
SG: Indeed! I think she’s the least favorite to win but you never know in these kinds of matches.
KV: Agreed! Abagail could pull off the upset tonight.
Jennifer Taylor: Their opponent… weighing in at 128 pounds from Steele, North Dakota… the #FSOCIETY HIGH ROLLER CHAMPION... ANASTASIA HAYDENNN!!!
((The distorted and glitched opening of "Dad’s Garage" by Nuclear Moms starts playing. The guitar builds up and once the drums hit, Anastasia Hayden steps out from the curtains, her mouth guard hanging from her mouth and the High Roller Championship over her shoulder. The boos begin and Ana isn’t bothered as she stands at the top of the entrance for a few seconds before she pops the mouth guard back in and starts making her way down to the ring. Ana leaps up to the ring apron and climbs through the ropes, heading over to a free corner and resting against it. She pops her mouth guard back out, chewing on it in the process, and waits for the match to begin.))
SG: The High Roller Champion looks focused as always.
KV: She’s got her hands full with two opponents but I’m sure she’ll come through!
SG: Guess time will tell!
KV: And the referee is calling for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The match begins as Anastasia and Abagail both make a move towards the larger Parker. They both charge forward but Anastasia stops in her tracks as Abagail leaps forward driving Wayde back with a shoulder tackle into the turnbuckle. But Parker powers out of the corner and drops Abagail with a shoulder tackle. Ana then grabs Parker and throws him out of the ring.))
SG: Looks like Ana is going to let these two just go at it.
KV: I can’t lie, it’s a smart idea for the champ to take that route.
((Anastasia moves forward looking to get her hands on Abagail but Abagail dodges her. Abagail throws a shoulder into Anastasia, steps back, and throws a second shoulder. Anastasia doubles over as Wayde comes up behind Voorhees, and grabs her before hitting a Belly to Back Suplex. Wayde grabs Anastasia and whips her over the top rope, with Anastasia falling to the floor on the outside. Wayde looks back to Abagail and he drops for a cover.))
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2…
KV: Kickout by Abagail Voorhees!
SG: Ana almost lost her belt thanks to Voorhees!
KV: Smart move by Parker to throw Hayden out of the ring.
SG: Exactly! You don’t want to have to deal with the High Roller Champion if you don’t have to.
((Wayde begins to get up and bring Abagail with him but Abagail grabs a hold of Parker’s arm and drags him down for an armbar.))
SG: Great counter by Abagail!
KV: Will Parker tap!?
SG: Nope because here comes Anastasia!!
((Anastasia springboards off the ropes and nails a frog splash on Abagail, causing her to break the hold. Anastasia gets to her feet and pulls Abagail up to her feet. Abigail shoves Ana off but Ana counters and hits a brutal enziguri, knocking Abagail down to the mat.))
SG: What a move by my girl Ana!
KV: Impressive enziguri, for sure!
SG: Here comes Parker!
((Before Ana can get up to her feet, Parker drops her down her a boot to her face. Parker then goes for the cover.))
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KV: THR-NO! Kickout!
SG: Now Parker is pinning Abagail!
((Parker goes to pin Abagail now.))
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KV: Abagail kicks out!
SG: Abagail had way too long to regain her strength.
((Anastasia slowly gets up to her feet as Abagail gets up from the pin attempt. Anastasia turns towards Abagail and she attempts to nail her with a superkick but Abagail is able to stop Anastasia's kick by grabbing her foot. Anastasia comes back with her own counter as she’s quick to jump up and connect with an enziguri. Abagail drops to his knees as Anastasia backs up a few steps. She charges forward and drives her knees into the jaw of Voorhees and it sends her flying through the ropes and out of the ring.))
KV: What a counter followed by that enziguri!
SG: Anastasia is showing that she isn’t playing any games tonight. She wants to show the world that she’s a force to be reckoned with.
KV: I can get on board with that! She’s a great champion! A little mean but great!
SG: I love a girl with ass!
KV: What!?
SG: SASS! I meant sass! Ana has a lot of sass!
KV: Riiight.
((Wayde gets up to his feet as Anastasia turns around. They stare each other down for a moment as Wayde motions for Anastasia to bring it. Anastasia smirks and walks in his direction. The two begin to circle each other until Anastasia becomes the aggressor. She slides forward with momentum and is able to quickly arm drag Wayde down to the mat. Anastasia holds onto the arm as Wayde uses his body strength and legs to flip himself back up to his feet. With Anastasia still holding on, Wayde grabs her and hits a fast and powerful German Suplex, driving Anastasia down onto the back of her head. Wayde goes for the cover.))
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SG: The champ kicks out!
KV: Wow that was close.
SG: Wayde is showing that he really wants this.
KV: I’m not surprised! He came out firing two weeks ago. He earned this shot.
((Wayde quickly gets up to his feet and begins to lift Anastasia up with him. Anastasia gets up to one foot and one knee, but is able to push Wayde backwards a step by driving her elbow straight into his gut. Hayden gets back up to her feet and Wayde charges at her as he goes for a clothesline but Anastasia ducks under it and then leaps backwards, nailing a Pele Kick. Anastasia goes for the cover.))
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KV: Parker kicks out!
SG: That was a wicked Pele Kick from Ana Hayden though!
KV: She’s as impressive as always!
SG: No lie! She’s champ for a reason!
((Anastasia backs up into the corner and she begins to line up Parker who’s still on the ground. As Parker begins to stir, Ana starts to get hyped.))
KV: It looks like Ana is setting up for Human Target Practice!
SG: She better look out! Here comes Abagail!
((Abagail comes into the ring and she spears Hayden into the corner, dropping her to the ground.))
KV: Wow, what a spear!
SG: Abagail just took the wind out of Ana.
((Anastasia is slow to get up as Abagail yanks her up by the arm. Anastasia is pulled up to her feet as Voorhees tries to grab her for a suplex but Anastasia is able to block it. Wayde charges from out of nowhere and throws his entire body into both women, taking them down with a spear but the brunt of the hit goes to Abagail.))
KV: WOAH!
SG: What a power move by Parker.
KV: Seriously, that was awesome.
((Wade gets up and his focus is on Abagail but he doesn’t notice Ana getting up. Anastasia grabs Parker by the head and throws him over the ropes but Parker is able to hold on. Ana goes to punch Wayde but he ducks under it before nailing a forearm smash right into Ana’s face which causes her to keelback. Parker gets in the ring and Anastasia gathers herself and tries to charge him but Parker nails her with a bicycle kick.))
KV: PAYDIRT!
SG: That could be it! All she wrote! Wow!
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SG: She kicks out! Wow!!!
KV: I thought for sure she was done.
SG: So did I!
((Abagail Voorhees is back up on her feet and she grabs Wayde. Abagail tries to DDT Parker but he blocks it. Parker drives his knee into Abagail’s gut before setting her up for a suplex of his own. He lifts her up and nails a Cross-legged fisherman driver and goes for the pin.))
KV: Critical Mass!
SG: That could be it!
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SG: THR-NO! Ana breaks it up!
KV: In the nick of time! WOW!
((Anastasia dropkicks Parker off of Abagail. Parker gets up on his knees but Anastasia is quick to react and she takes Parker down with a hurricanrana driver which causes Parker’s head to thump off the canvas hard before he rolls out of the ring.))
KV: Anastasia Hayden has taken control of this one!
SG: She’s got her eyes set on Abagail!
((Anastasia stalks Abagail until she starts to stir. As Abagail begins to stir and get up to her knees, Anastasia then bounces off of the ropes and nails Abagail with a Sliding Forearm Smash.))
SG: Human Target Practice!!!! YES!!!
KV: Unless Parker intervenes, that could be it!
((Anastasia goes for the cover.))
1…
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3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Parker slides into the ring to break up the count but he’s too late. He slaps the mat in frustration before rolling out of the ring and walking up the ramp. Anastasia stands up and the referee hands her the High Roller Championship be he lifts her hand in victory as “Dad’s Garage” blares over the PA system.))
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of the match… AND STILL YOUR HIGH ROLLER CHAMPION…. ANASTASIA HAYDENNN!!!!
KV: What a match!
SG: Indeed but Anastasia comes through once again! I love that girl!
KV: Her and Parker shined throughout this match. I wonder if those two will meet up again soon?
SG: Possibly! I’m sure with Abagail taking the fall that there could be some unfinished business between these two competitors.
KV: Indeed. Well, time to cut backstage!
((The scene shifts to the locker room of Aurora and Damon Graves, where Mrs. Graves is standing in front of a mirror, but rather than looking at her reflection, her hands are bracing the edges of the counter. She appears to be muttering under her breath, but the camera’s microphone can’t pick up on what she is saying. She’s dressed in her ring gear, and a roll of black athletic tape can be seen sitting on the counter in front of her. When she finally does look up, she looks not at her own reflection, but at the reflection of a figure standing in the doorway.))
Aurora: What is it?
((Her eyes are ice cold as she continues to stare at the figure through the reflection, prompting the figure to step forward. A set of heels can be heard clicking against the locker room floor as Aurora’s manager Alicia, wearing a red pantsuit with a black blouse under the jacket. With her arms crossed in front of her chest, the retired wrestler slowly walks toward her protégé.))
Alicia: I saw Twitter last night... you wanna talk about it?
Aurora: It has nothing to do with what’s going down tonight, Alicia. Besides, I’d rather not talk about it.
Alicia: Good. Because the last thing you need is to let anything get under your skin. Now, more than ever, you need to stay focused.
((Aurora releases her grip on the counter, turning around to stare straight into Alicia’s chestnut brown eyes. Her nostrils are flaring, and her breath is heavy and rapid.))
Aurora: You don’t think I already know that? I know what’s at stake tonight, and I know I’ll probably never hear the end of it if I don’t go out there and give it everything I have. I just...
((She growls, turning away from her manager.))
Alicia: By the way, where’s Damon? I figured he’d be in here with you, trying to psych you up.
Aurora: He’s taking a walk. I told him the same thing that I’m about to tell you, Alicia. I just need a few moments alone...
((Alicia can’t help but chuckle at Aurora’s frame of mind, but she keeps it down so that Aurora can’t hear it.))
Alicia: Alright, Aurora. I’ll give you some privacy. Though I have to say, you sound just like Jason used to right before a big match....
((Aurora whips her head around to glare at Alicia, who just shakes her head and smiles before taking her leave as the scene shifts.))
((The cameras cut back to the #FSociety locker room as the crowd is still stirring from all the non-stop action. Panning around the empty locker room as soon as the camera makes a wide left you can see Dean Judas sitting there with his forehead still dripping blood and his taped hands now a crimson color.))
Dean Judas: I told the world my intentions and I even warned El Hijo NOT to fuck with me. However here I am, covered in his blood and he lies on a hospital bed clinging onto his life. I have no remorse, I have no qualms with what I did tonight. This is only the beginning.
((Glancing up from the ground, Judas looks deeply into the camera as he slowly stands up.))
Dean Judas: I demand a true challenge and I demand an actual FIGHT, if I don’t get it…I’ll go out and find one myself. My demands will be met or the consequences will be severe. Robb Hardy learned tonight that I’m not just a man of words but a man of action. I will destroy anyone that steps in my way. I will be there at the next Anarchy, if I don’t get what I want. Chaos reigns.
((Grabbing the camera from the cameraman, Judas pulls it closely to his face and grits down on his teeth. Like a madman, Judas is practically foaming from the mouth.))
Dean Judas: DO YOU HEAR ME!? DO YOU UNDERSTAND!? I don’t care who’s watching, be it Hardy or any other fucking management member… deny me if you dare, ignore my threats. I don’t make threats, only promises. I promise, I will lay #FSociety to ruin. Not a single person will be spared. Oh the blood, oh the blood, oh the massacre…
((Judas drops the camera to the ground as it cracks on impact he simply grins sadistically leaving the viewers with a distorted view of him spread through the cracks of the lens. A momentary cynical laugh from Judas is followed by static.))
Match Seven: Singles Match
#1 Contender For The #FSociety Championship
Hutch Lanahan versus Adrien Cochrane
KV: Now we’ve got a friendly matchup between Hutch Lanahan and Adrien Cochrane.
SG: And the number one contendership is on the line!
KV: I’m excited for this one.
SG: I’m not! I don’t like either of these guys! I don’t want either of them facing my bro, Tyson!
KV: Your bro?
SG: Yeah ho, he’s my bro!
Jennifer Taylor : Making his way to the ring first... from Mevagissey, Cornwall and weighing in at 222 pounds... HUTCH LANAHANNNN!!!
((“Hero" by Nas begins to play as Hutch Lanahan makes his way out to the stage. Hutch looks around the arena for a moment before walking down to the ring with a serious look across his face. He climbs into the ring, heads to his corner and waits for the match to begin.))
KV: Hutch with his always serious demeanor. He might be friends with Adrien but he wants this victory, he wants to prove that he belongs on top with the rest of the company.
SG: Well he’s not… So… This is awkward.
KV: You’re so biased against Hutch!
SG: Not as much as I am against Adrien! So that’s something!
((The lights cut off in the venue as the fans stir for a moment. The big screen on the entrance has a simple word in big blue letters as the opening guitar riff for "Call To Arms" by Angels and Airwaves. Smoke comes out from top of the ramp, obscuring the fans view of who could be coming out.))
#BELIEVE
((The fans, realizing who was about to appear begin to cheer loudly and go absolutely crazy as he appears in the smoke as Tom DeLonge's vocals begin to echo throughout the arena. He begins slapping a lot of hands on his way to the ring. His black leather coat doesn't obscure the fact that his shirt has the same big blue word as the video screen did moments ago.))
KV: Here comes the former champ!
SG: He’s looking to regain momentum and chase his belt back down.
Jennifer Taylor: And making his way down to the ring, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 190 pounds...he is the Dropkick King...ADRRRRIIIENNNNN COCHRAAAAAANNNNEEE!!!!!
((The former #FSociety Heavyweight Champion gives a couple more high fives before leaping on the apron and stepping between the top and middle rope as the second verse starts booming throughout the arena.))
~~Do you feel like you've lost everything you can lose?
This is it, can you hear me?
When you cry do your tears ever chill up the room?
Calling out in a moment of need.
Do you ever lay awake with a look in the eye?
Asking God if a wish is too big to deny
I will offer a line, and it's ready for use.
Let me know are you ready for me?~~
KV: He looks focused. You can tell he wants to win this match against Hutch badly.
SG: I don’t care. Seriously, I don’t give a shit.
((Adrien removes the jacket, adjusts his elbow and knee pads awaiting for the bell to ring.))
KV: Here we go! This one is about to start!
SG: Yay I guess.
KV: Be excited! This is going to be a classic!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
((The two men shake hands as they get face to face. They talk for a bit before Hutch ends up delivering a forearm smash to Adrian.))
KV: And Hutch starts this one off first!
SG: Looks like they aren’t friends anymore!
KV: Hey, it’s just a match and the bell was rung. It’s all fair! Plus Adrien is smiling!
((Adrien turns his head with a smile and then fires away with a dropkick that sends Hutch to the mat.))
KV: The Dropkick King hitting his patented dropkick!
SG: That’s such a lame nickname.
KV: Rude!
((Hutch gets up and Adrien nails him with another dropkick. Hutch gets up again and Adrien charges him, going for a clothesline but Hutch ducks under it. Hutch then nails a double axehandle smash onto Adrien’s back. Hutch knees Adrien in the back before he wraps his arms around his back and lifts him up for a German suplex.))
KV: Hutch with the early lead here!
SG: He’s looking pretty solid so far, can’t lie about that.
((Hutch goes to pick Adrien up but Adrien counters with an elbow to Hutch’s gut. He then grabs Hutch by the head and hits a sitout jawbreaker. Hutch stumbles back into the corner, stunned a bit and holding his jaw. Cochrane charges in with a running dropkick into the corner. Hutch stumbles out of the corner and Adrien nails him with a second dropkick, taking him down.))
KV: Adrien with the upperhand!
SG: How many dropkicks are we going to see? I mean honestly!
KV: I love it! Keep doing them, Adrien!
((Lanahan is quickly up to his feet but Adrien Adrien grabs him for an Irish whip. Hutch is able to counter it and he whips Adrien. Adrien hits the ropes instead and comes back, only to be lifted up and then dropped down neck first onto the top rope. Adrien snaps back off the top rope and hits the mat while Hutch backs himself into the ropes.))
KV: What a match so far and Hutch has taken the lead!
SG: Yeah he really has… I think? I’m just guessing off of what you’re saying because I’m playing Pokemon Go. I can’t believe there’s 80 new Pokemon on here.
KV: Do your job!
SG: I am! I’m playing Pokemon damn it!
((Hutch bounces back off the ropes and dropkicks Adrien in the head. Hutch goes to grab Adrien but he spins up to his feet, grabs Hutch around the midsection, and then pushes him all the way across the ring and into the corner. He takes a step back and then throws a right punch towards Hutch but he ducks under it and the two men switch spots with Adrien now back in the corner. Hutch connects with a big back elbow to the face before he hip tosses Adrien back into the middle of the ring and Adrien lands into a seated position so Hutch comes back with a running soccer kick to the chest. Hutch then drops down on top of Adrien and goes for a pin.))
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KV: KICKOUT!
SG: Yay! The match isn’t over. SARCASM!
KV: Yeah… We got it.
SG: I just wanted to make sure.
((Adrien kicks out and sits up immediately but Hutch puts him in a rear chinlock. Adrien then nails Hutch with some short elbows back into the body to try and break it up as the two get to their feet. Adrien pushes Hutch off and into the ropes. Hutch comes back and walks into another beautiful dropkick from The Dropkick King. Both men hit the mat and start working their way up to their feet.))
KV: Adrien keeps going back to his bread and butter move.
SG: Would you shut up? I’m trying to catch this Charizard! I can’t believe they had one here in Portland! So crazy!
((They both meet up in the middle of the ring and start trading strikes back and forth. Adrien takes the advantage with a knee to the midsection. He then wraps his arms around Hutch from behind and looks to go for a German Suplex but Hutch frees himself from the hold with a back elbow that Adrien ducks from. Adrien then dives down and takes Hutch down with a double leg takedown. He holds onto Lanahan’s legs and then turns him over into a Boston Crab.))
KV: What a move by Adrien!
SG: It was okay I guess.
KV: That was one of the most impressive counters to a Boston Crab I’ve ever seen.
SG: Fun fact, did you know Portland was almost named Boston? It was named Portland on a coin flip.
KV: Wow, I’m surprised you knew that.
SG: Why? Are you saying I don’t know history because I’m black!? I’m an educated man, Khristina!
KV: That’s not what I was saying at all.
((Hutch struggles to get to the ropes and instead manages to spin back over onto his back. He kicks Adrien off and back into the corner. Hutch gets back up to his feet and leaps at Adrien with a spinning back kick. Adrien Cochrane moves out of the way and Hutch slams into the corner. He has a hold of the top rope as Adrien hooks him around and the head and looks for a cutter. Adrien slams down onto the mat as Hutch holds onto the ropes, countering the move))
KV: He went for The Adrien Cutter, but Hutch Lanahan held on for dear life to the top rope.
SG: Hutch has him scouted. Good stuff I guess.
KV: Why do you keep saying I guess?
SG: I don’t know. I guess because I’m bored.
((Hutch pulls Adrien up and drops him down face first with a Deadlift gutwrench suplex.))
KV: What a move by Hutch Lanahan!!
SG: Come on Khristina, that’s one of his signature moves! You should know these things.
KV: But I do!
SG: Sureeee!
((Hutch goes for the cover.))
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KV: THR-NO! Adrien kicks out!
SG: I was about to be happy that this one was over. I hate it when two nice guys fight. It’s boring.
KV: I think this match has been wonderful so far.
SG: Uh huh.
((Hutch gets off of him and lines up while Adrien starts to stand up. Hutch goes for a tornado kick that Adrien dodges underneath. This time Adrien is able to drop him with The Adrien Cutter.))
KV: He caught him.
SG: Hutch missed that tornado kick and it may have cost him dearly!
KV: Adrien is going for it.
One…
Two…
KV: THR-NO!!!
SG: What?
KV: Hutch with the kickout.
((Adrien heads to the outside while Hutch gets up. Hutch charges at Adrien and hits him with an enzuigiri. Adrien holds himself up on the apron and then fires back with a rope assisted enzuigiri of his own. Hutch takes a few steps back but stays on his feet. Adrien springboards off the top rope, going for the Crescent City Connection but Hutch counters as he twirls around and hits Lanahan’s Lariot.))
KV: WOAH!
SG: Damn that was intense! He took his head off!
KV: Adrien went for the Crescent City Connection but Hutch somehow caught him with the Lanahan’s Lariat! Both men are down!
((Hutch drags himself towards Adrien before he places one arm over his chest for the cover and the referee begins the count.))
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KV: THR-NO! Another kickout! How!? HOW!?
SG: I don’t know but neither of these men want to quit.
KV: Something has got to give!
((Hutch stands up with a frustated look on his face. He takes a few steps back and waits for Adrien to get back up to his feet.))
KV: I think Hutch is going to try to end it with a second Lanahan’s Lariat.
SG: Smart move if you ask me.
((Adrien begins to stir and he finally gets to his feet. Adrien turns and Hutch goes for the discus clothesline but Adrien ducks under it. When Hutch turns around, it’s too late and Adrien hits him with an Adrien Cutter.))
SG: Wow, an impressive Adrien Cutter.
KV: FROM OUTTA NOWHERE!!!
SG: Adrien is going for the pin.
((Adrien covers Hutch.))
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3!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Your winner of the match via pinfall… ADRIEN COCHRANEEEEEEE!
((“Call To Arms” blares over the PA system as the referee raises Adrien’s hand in the air.))
KV: What a match!
SG: I guess the ending was kind of exciting.
((Hutch now gets to his feet and the two men stand face to face. There’s an intense moment before Hutch smiles and extends his hand. Adrien grabs Hutch’s hand and shakes it and the two give each other a bro hug. Hutch then exits the ring, allowing Adrien to celebrate.))
SG: Feelings! I hate feelings! This was lame!
KV: What a showing of sportsmanship! Gotta love it!
((The defending Tag Team Champions Locke and Keyes are standing together backstage proudly displaying their titles over their shoulders.))
Locke: We knew that this would be a tough one tonight.
Keyes: And it was.
Locke: But we also knew that we could prevail.
Keyes: And we did.
Locke: This is a great feeling… to be here tonight… to be part of this show… and to successfully defend our titles.
Keyes: People keep calling us underdogs. And that’s cool. But we keep coming to these shows and winning when it counts.
Locke: So to every team out there… and every person thinking they want to be part of a team… just know… you have to go through us to get to these belts.
Keyes: We don’t know what challenge is next for us. You never know what the future holds.
Locke: But honestly… there is still one match we want.
Keyes: Good job to Damon on getting a future High Roller title shot and we’ll be rooting for Aurora later on tonight against Tyson.
Locke: But someday… whenever it makes sense for them… we owe Rebel Ink a title shot.
Keyes: If that ends up being champions versus champions, even better.
Locke: So we’ll be watching tonight.
Keyes: And we’ll see what they both do going forward.
Locke: But we’re always ready to fight the biggest, the baddest, the toughest, and whatever else this crazy place can put in front of us.
((The two women bump their forearms together as they smile at each other and walk away from the shot.))
((The scene cuts backstafe to Robb Hardy’s office when Cass Baumer walks through the door with a microphone. Robb stands up from his chair and smiles as he sees Cass.))
Robb Hardy: What can I help you with, Cass?
Cass Baumer: Robb, I was just wondering what do you think about Chris Night pushing Benjamin Haskell and Adam Sanders’ match back to near the end of the show?
((Robb sighs and shakes his head.))
Robb Hardy: I can’t really tell you what’s going on, Cass, because I have no idea myself. Does Chris have something planned tonight? Who knows. But he changed that matches placement and there’s not much I could do about it… I might be the general manager but he’s the owner.
Cass Baumer: So you’re saying that you’re not really in charge? But you hired me!?
((Robb rolls his eyes.))
Robb Hardy: I don’t have as much say as Chris does, Cass. As for your job, it’s safe. I’ll see you around, alright?
Cass Baumer: Okay, thanks for the interview!
Robb Hardy: No problem.
((Cass walks out of Robb’s office and he takes a seat as the scene fades away.))
Co-Main Event: Monster's Ball Match
Anarchy Championship
Gavin Grimes versus Allyson Morrow
((The opening beat to "Throne" begins to blare over the PA system and flashing white lights illuminate the arena, going along with the beat of the song and it causes the fans to cheer. Gavin Grimes is now standing at the top of the entrance way, a black hoodie on with the hoodie up on his head, while also wearing a pair of black jeans, black gloves with the fingertips cut off and a pair of white high-top Jordan's. Gavin's has his hands crossed as he looks down at the ground under him, his head nodding up and down to the beat of the music.
~~Remember the moment you left me alone and
Broke every promise you ever made
I was an ocean, lost in the open
Nothing could take the pain away
So you can throw me to the wolves
Tomorrow I will come back
Leader of the whole pack
Beat me black and blue
Every wound will shape me
Every scar will build my
THRONE~~
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring... Weighing in at 180 pounds and residing in Las Vegas, Nevada... GAVINNN GRIMESSSS!
((As the word throne begins to blare over the PA system, Gavin pulls off the hoodie from his head and begins to walk confidently down the ramp. Once he makes it to the ring, Gavin slides through the ropes. Gavin now takes off his pullover jacket and throws it into the crowd and it now reveals that he was wearing a white tank top under the pullover. He then retreats to his corner and waits for the bell to be rung.))
KV: Gavin looks ready for this match.
SG: Of course he does. It’s why he signed here with #FSociety! He admitted that.
KV: He thinks it can show the world Ally’s human side. I guess we’ll see.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring… weighing in at 120 pounds from Essex, England... She is the reigning ANARCHY CHAMPION…. ALLYSON GRACE MORROW!!!
((The arena in plunged into darkness as “”Big Bad Wolf” by In This Moment hits the speakers. A single yellow spotlight travels up the ramp, as it hits the stage, gold pyros go off and the lights come up to Ally Morrow standing on the stage with the Anarchy Championship strapped onto her shoulder. Her hand is on her hip as she’s staring out at the crowd with a smirk on her face. Allyson walks down the ramp occasionally pausing to smirk over her shoulder at the booing fans, she then climbs the steel steps and walks to the middle of the ropes, leaning her arms across the top rope, she sits on the middle rope like a throne and poses on it for a moment before pushing up and flipping over the top rope into the ring she lands on her feet and flips her long blonde hair back with a grin. She stares at Gavin across the ring with a cocky grin, awaiting for the match to begin.))
KV: Ally is so damn cocky.
SG: And she has every right to be!
((The official requests that the pair shake and Ally straightens up, turning to look at the official she cocks her head slightly, clearly confused how he could be so stupid, she then looks over her shoulder at Gavin and flips him the bird with a smile. Gavin charges her and barrels over both Ally and the official, who manages to land on the ropes and scramble out of the way as he calls for the bell to be rung and the pair begin to roll around the mat trading blows.))
KV: This one is starting off with a bang!
SG: What did you expect? There’s so much bad blood between these two.
KV: I’m sure this will be the match to end all of that.
((Gavin gets the upper hand first and crashes his elbow down into Ally’s face, who tilts her hips slightly and brings her head up to slam it into Gavin’s causing him to back off just enough for her to mount him in return, grabbing a handful of hair she bounces his head off the canvas before he throws her off.))
KV: Despite being locked away for over twenty-four hours, these two sure have a lot of energy.
SG: Of course they do! You don’t lock up two wild dogs like these two and not expect them to explode when you uncage them.
((Both competitors retreat to a corner to catch their breath before Ally crouches low to the mat, resting back on her toes she places her hand on the canvas and locks eyes with Gavin right before spearing him hard through the ropes, the pair both tumbling to the outside and hitting the floor hard in a heap. Ally rolls off Gavin and both take a moment to shake the cobwebs from the impact before Gavin jumps up and runs at Ally, with a double stomp to her face, he bounces Ally’s head off the steel steps with a loud thud. Ally grabs at her head and rolls away, backing up to the barrier.As Gavin tries to charge her again she pulls him up with a drop toe hold and his chin hits the barrier before he comes down next to her.))
KV: What brutality so far!
SG: These two are giving it to each other at a frenetic pace. It looks like it’s going to take something catastrophic to slow one of these two down.
((Ally cradles her head for a moment longer before getting to her feet, she begins to circle the outside of the ring in her standard way but before she can duck under the apron to retrieve a weapon, Gavin gets her hair by a handful and wrenches her neck back, she claws back towards him, but he twists her via her hair so she is facing him, he smirks slightly as she kicks at him but misses, he pulls her in close prepping for a move, but as he does she raises her hand and scratches her nails down his cheek, drawing blood.))
KV: That’s not fair!
SG: It’s an anything goes match, Khristina! Everything is fair!
KV: Ally should have more respect!
SG: Respect was thrown out the window when Gavin first attacked Ally.
((With a hard yank he releases her and pulls out some of the hair he was holding as he does so, reeling back, he uses his spare hand to touch his cheek. Ally backs off and rubs the spot where her hair was yanked out. The pair back towards the barrier but don’t take their eyes off each other as the crowd begin to get into the match. Ally makes a run and dive for the apron and disappears under the ring before Gavin can catch her.))
SG: She’s always disappearing under there!
KV: That isn’t good for Gavin, she’s definitely going to come out with some goodies.
SG: I think it’s more than just her getting a weapon, it’s also mind games.
((Gavin bangs on the apron and calls for her to ‘get the fuck out’ and with a boo from the crowd she pops out the other side, as Gavin rounds on her she swings her trademark bat and connects with his cheek, a sick crunching thud echoes throughout the arena as the bat connects, but before the can swing back Gavin grabs the end of the bat and shoves down and back, nailing her hard in the ribs. Ally pulls back on the bat trying to pull it free from him, ramming her shoulder to her own detriment, into the end of the bat she forces it back against the same cheek and this time Gavin releases the bat to fall back to his knee, holding his now indented cheek with a heavy breath.))
SG: FUCK!
KV: I think she just broke Gavin’s face.
SG: She’s swinging again!
((Ally swings the bat one last time and crashes it across that same cheek, against Gavin’s hand that had been cradling it and Gavin pulls his hand back with a shake and a yell as the impact turns his fingers bright red, before she can capitalize though, he runs at her with a spear and takes her all but through the barrier!))
SG: HOLY CRAP!
KV: How did Gavin even find the strength to do that?
SG: He’s running on pure anger and adrenaline right now.
KV: Those baseball bat swings scared me. I really hope someone doesn’t die tonight.
SG: Who cares! It’s entertainment! It’s Anarchy!
((Ally lies on her back amidst the wrecked barrier as Gavin gets to his feet, picking up her bat he turns it over in his hand, but visibly flinches, before switching to his left hand. The crowd erupt into boos as he stands over Ally who is slowly coming back to herself, as she looks up at Gavin she instinctively draws her knees up but is too late and he slams the bat down hard across her right side, connecting with her ribs.))
SG: Did you hear that bat connect with her ribs!? They could be broken!
KV: This is disgusting. This isn’t a wrestling match! It’s a death match!!
SG: Hell yeah it is!
((With a yelp Ally drops her knees and tries to push up, she is met with another smack to her ribs from the bat, on the third swing she gets her knees up and heel kicks Gavin very decidedly below the belt, he drops the bat on instinct and stumbles back, giving her enough time to get to her knees and grab the bat, she rams the end of the bat into the same spot and Gavin yells out in pain as she laughs slightly and tilts her head, pouting slightly at him in a clearly mocking way.))
KV: First she low blowed him and now she’s mocking him? Ally needs to learn respect!
SG: She doesn’t respect anybody and I think that’s great!
KV: It’s terrible.
((As Gavin hits the mat, Ally walks away slowly, trailing the bat across the floor behind her, when she reaches the still standing portion of the barrier she runs it, jumping off into a diving senton but Gavin is to his feet and he half catches her, pushing her back to land on the steel steps with her bottom half, her top half driving him down as he narrowly misses the steps too.))
KV: Ally just hit those steel steps hard! Wow!
SG: This is brutality at it’s finest!
((Ally rolls across the floor as Gavin slides back into the ring. He begins to stalk up and down the ropes, when Ally finally makes it to her feet, with a run and bounce off the far ropes, he launches himself over the top rope with a suicide dive, taking them both crashing back down to the mats.))
KV: Grimes with the suicide dive!
SG: He’s putting it all out on the line tonight!
KV: Both of these competitors are.
((Gavin rolls over onto his back and lies there for a moment catching his breath, as he does so Ally begins to crawl away, she makes it onto the apron but jumps off. Landing all of her weight down onto her left foot as she bounces off of Gavin’s ribs. The contact can be heard throughout the arena and the puff of his breath leaving his lungs stuns the audience into absolute silence.))
SG: Did you hear that crunch?
KV: She could’ve broken his ribs and even done some internal damage!
SG: This just keeps getting better and better.
((Ally grabs at her own ribs, obviously sore as she rounds on Gavin and begins jumping stomps down onto the same spot over and over until eventually the official comes out of the ring and pulls Ally away, with a shove he forces her to back off to the steps as he stops to check on Gavin.))
KV: The referee looks concerned for Gavin’s health.
SG: Yeah but he’s having none of it!
((Gavin shoves the official away, as he gets to his feet he visible winces but immediately pushes through the pain, stooping down he pulls something out from under the apron just at the edge, the punch he nails Ally at the hip with sends her back yelping in pain, a flash of metal in the arena lights gives his weapon of choice away.))
KV: Gavin has brass knuckles!
SG: And he whacked Ally with them already! Get her in the face with those and this could be all over!
((This time he goes for the face and busts her nose wide open… On her way down Ally again scratches at Gavin’s face, this time her nails catch his eye before his cheek and as the blood trickles from the wound down his cheek her drops the knucks and turns away, grabbing at his eye.))
SG: He got her in the face and broke her nose!
KV: He did but she also scratched his face and eye on her way down. This is brutal!
((Ally hits the mats as a mask of blood covers her lower half of her face. Gavin turns back to Ally, his right cheek now indented and scratched up and his right eye half closed as she obviously scratched up his eyeball, as he bows down to catch her, she spits her blood into his face, Gavin appears unfazed until she gets up into his face and clean spits the blood into his partially open mouth! Gavin backs off as he gags and wipes at his mouth with disgust.))
KV: That’s fucking disgusting!
SG: Did you just cuss?
KV: It was necessary. Oh my God, that was gross! UGH!
((Ally rolls up and into the ring, wiping the blood from her face onto her hands and then smearing it on the canvas to clear space for her breathe, as Gavin approaches the ropes Ally uses traction to slam her boot down into Gavin’s face, connecting his indented cheek and damaged eye, forcing him back to the mats, the exertion of the action causes her to drop back to the canvas and she sits there for a moment catching her breath as Gavin gets to his feet, pushing to her feet she takes a running dive into a baseball slide under the bottom rope to his already hurt ribs, falling to the outside as he stumbles back.))
KV: Gavin is reeling.
SG: Yup! Ally has him right where she wants him.
((With a handful of hair once more,Gavin runs Ally face first into the ringpost! As her head bounces off of it she rears back and with a second go, she pushes off the apron with a sloppy short armed clothesline that just manages to connect. Instantly as they hit the floor Gavin gets on Ally and slams his knee into her throat! Pinning her there he begins to apply pressure, her arms flailing Ally begins to choke, after a moment Gavin leans in close to whisper something at Ally, but he gets to close and she somehow manages to bring her head up and BITES the contusion on his cheek!))
SG: She’s biting him!
KV: Ally Morrow will win at any costs necessary! I think it’s way too far… She needs to be reeled in by somebody.
((In shock and pain Gavin rears back as his hand flies to his face and he backs off of her entirely. Ally manages to scramble back under the ring disappearing for a moment, After the shock wears off, Gavin begins to look around for Ally, unaware she is under the ring. As he circles the ring, a slight limp is obvious as he favours his ribs, suddenly Ally slides out behind him, chair first and pops up, turning the chair on its side she drives it between Gavin’s shoulders with a yell behind the force of her thrust. Gavin goes forward and to his knees, but before Ally can get up on him he turns and pops up with a shot under her chin, sending her head back with a yelp, Ally drops the chair as she takes a step back, grabbing her jaw and turning it over to check it.))
KV: Gavin is back in this.
SG: This thing has really gone back and forth.
((Gavin picks up the chair and swings, Ally almost ducks but is not quite quick enough and takes the chair to the face, as she goes down he begins to rain down chair shots on her back. As Ally is on her hands and knees, she tries to crawl away but he grabs her by the hair and yanks her back, landing the edge of the chair down hard against her spine and causing her to collapse to the mats. She manages to roll over onto her stomach and this time when Gavin comes for her she gets a sharp kick in at his damaged ribs, he backs off and she begins to roll up onto her feet.))
SG: Somehow Ally managed to counter.
KV: And she’s back up to her feet, let’s see if she can take advantage.
SG: I honestly don’t know how either of these two are standing at this point if we’re being honest.0
((Gavin tosses the chair to the side and the pair begin to just all out brawl, trading lefts and rights as they both begin to sway just a little, Ally sways back and begins to back up the ramp as she matches Gavin punch for punch, but due to his superior size, he takes the upperhand in the exchange with relative ease. The pair back up the ramp until they reach the stage, Gavin backs up for a superkick, but at the last moment, Ally ducks his foot and wraps her arms around him for a belly to belly suplex!))
SG: Gavin went for the Sac-Town kick but Ally ducked it and now has her arms wrapped around him.
KV: She’s not going to… Is she!?
SG: SHE IS!!!
((Gavin is throw off the stage and lands on the service floor below, tangled in cables and wires, Ally looks down at Gavin with a grin, before backing up. With a running leap she goes for Tyson Gregory’s Falling Star!! Gavin half gets his legs up and the pair share the impact as she comes crashing down off the stage onto Gavin! Ally gets her leg twisted up in some of the wires as she tries to roll off Gavin, both holding their ribs and midsections, lying on their backs barely moving.))
SG: I think they’re dead!
KV: They need to be careful near all those electrical wires.
SG: If someone gets electrocuted this would be the best day ever.
((After some time, Gavin is miraculously is the first one up and he sees Ally, tangled in the wires, wrapping the wires tighter around her right ankle he yanks up so her leg is suspended in the air and hits her ankle with a jumping double foot stomp! Her ankle tilts at a painful angle as it gets caught between the stage and the wires, he pulls back again and Ally screams in pain as he twists the wires up and pulls her into a suspended ankle lock, standing up he yanks her up so she’s basically hanging in the air via her ankle which he wrenches and twists.))
KV: He’s going to break her ankle like that!
SG: I’m sure it’s already sprained but yeah, if he keeps it up, Ally could be done for.
((Ally flails desperately for several minutes before finally getting an elbow in at his injured ribs, he falters but doesn’t release before she hits him two more times in the ribs, the final elbow is angled up and forces pressure on the same spot she targeted earlier, Gavin drops her on her head as he falls back against the stage and props himself up.))
SG: Gavin’s ribs are too injured and Ally purposefully targeted those.
KV: It was a smart move by her. Any more pressure and her ankle could’ve been snapped in half.
((Somehow, Ally finds her way to her feet and comes up with a shoulder to Gavin’s ribs, she places her hands on the side of the stage and rams her shoulder over and over into his tender ribs, Gavin yells in pain on the fourth ram as Ally finally backs off, as she steps back she almost falls over, realizing she can’t put weight on her ankle she begins to limp back down towards the ring. After shaking off the pain, Gavin follows behind, wincing as he walks, his eye now starting to swell shut and his cheek is still bleeding from the scratches from earlier.))
KV: These two can barely walk.
SG: They’re slowly heading back to the ring.
((Ally hobbles to the ring with Gavin limping only a few steps behind her, when she finally reaches it, she tries to use the bottom rope to pull herself up but Gavin grabs her bad ankle and pulls, Ally screams in pain and turns, kicking him in his bruised cheek with her good foot before falling back to the outside, as she falls he catches her by the hair and slams her face onto the apron, busting open her nose for a second time, causing her to bleed some more.))
KV: This is brutal! Ally’s nose is busted open again! Hasn’t she lost enough blood?
SG: Hey, she hasn’t fainted yet! So she should be fine!
KV: I don’t think either of these two will be fine when this match is over.
((Ally drops to her knees and Gavin delivers a Sac-Town Kick that nearly takes her head off, when she hits the mat, Ally takes a second to blink away the stars, Gavin backs off, grabbing at his ribs as she rolls onto her stomach and grabs up at the apron, using the ring to pull herself to her feet, still not putting any weight on her ankle.))
KV: Gavin hit a Sac-Town Kick but he was too hurt to take advantage and Ally is back up but barely.
SG: Yeah, her ankle is done for.
((Ally pulls herself up onto the apron, the crowd goes nuts as she half steps down on her ankle with a wince, she looks down at Gavin who turns to face her, a grin crosses her face as she pushes back against the ropes and leaps off the apron with a modified suicide dive, almost like a crossbody but with less air she lands more across his midsection, driving him back into what remains of the security barrier!))
SG: WOAH!
KV: How did she manage the strength and energy to do that?
SG: It’s because she lives off of adrenaline and anger. Ally Morrow feels no pain.
((They both lie on their backs, staring up at the ceiling… After quite some time, Ally is the first to her feet and she stumbles around the steel steps to pick up the chair, she opens it up and sits it beside the steps, stepping back to admire her handywork. She leans on the barrier with a deep breath, clearly taking stock of the situation as the crowd goes nuts, she looks over at Gavin, who is just starting to stir and her eyes turn cold, she slowly walks over to him, still limping slightly but her adrenaline pushing her through her movements.))
KV: Ally looks like she means business.
SG: Gavin better start moving quicker because Ally is coming at him quickly.
((She pulls Gavin up by his hair, wrenching his head back she grins into his face before throwing him into the steps, he hits them ribs first with a smash and falls across them, Ally follows him with a slightly more prominent lip now, she climbs the steps and reaches down to pull him up, dropping him to his stomach as she lines him up, the crowd goes nuts and the official leans over the ropes shaking his arms and his head NO!))
KV: What’s she about to do?
SG: I don’t know but it’s going to be brutal!
((Ally wrenches Gavin’s arms back, pulling his upper body up she shifts into an adjusted stance, teetering him over the edge of the steps towards the chair, she then jumps and slams Both feet into the back of Gavin’s head as she releases his arms, slamming his face into the seat of the chair with the BFT!!!))
SG: Blunt Force Trauma!
KV: She learned that from Josh Anderson!
SG: I think Gavin is dead!
((The force of the move causes the chair to collapse and Ally stumbles forward, her ankle gives out and she almost falls, just grabbing the bottom rope to keep herself standing, she looks down at Grimes who is now completely out of it, after a moment or two she finally lets go of the rope and leans down, through sheer determination she somehow picks Gavin up and drops him onto the apron before forcibly rolling him under the bottom ropes, as she tries to slide in behind him, it seems to be instinct that Gavin kicks out and connects with Ally’s jaw, hard enough to roll her back to the outside.))
SG: Gavin just kicked Ally on instinct alone but I think that’s literally all he had left.
KV: Ally is stirring back up and looks to be ready to go for the kill.
((Ally is back up and just manages to get under the ropes. Gavin rolls onto his side and Ally swings herself off the ropes with a kick to the back of his head now, he falls back onto the canvas not moving as Ally collapses on top of him, she barely manages to hook the leg of Gavin for the pin.))
1…
SG: This is it!
2…
KV: THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner and STILL The #FSociety Anarchy Champion… ALLYSON GRACE MORROW!!!
KV: It’s been 393 days since Gavin Grimes was last defeated… But that streak is no more and Gavin has lost in the same city where he started his career… The same city that in lost in 393 days ago… Portland.
SG: The fans here clearly love him and he definitely loves being here but it wasn’t enough against Ally Morrow. She is unstoppable.
KV: That she is.
((The official is unable to raise Ally’s arm as she still lays on top of Gavin, neither of them moving, Within seconds two medical teams flood the ring, one team gently moves Ally from Gavin, she looks over at him with a smile on her face and reaches out with her hand, Gavin reaches back and the pair share a weak shake of hands before the medical teams begin to work on them, Ally is strapped to a board and removed from the ring onto a stretcher first, as they begin to roll her up the ramp, the same is done for Gavin. As both competitors are rolled up the ramp, the fans get to their feet applauding both, who gave it all they had out in the ring.))
KV: What a match and there was a surprising show of respect there at the end.
SG: I hate respect. That’s so lame. But I guess I can let it slide for these two.
KV: It’s going to be hard to top this one, folks.
SG: Match of the year candidate?
KV: Definitely!
((The scene cuts backstage to Anastasia Hayden standing with her High Roller Championship strapped over her shoulder. Dani Cabello walks into the scene with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.))
Dani Cabello: Ana, how does it feel to successfully defend your belt against two opponents tonight?
((Ana scoffs before answering.))
Anastasia Hayden: It’s like I said the other day, nobody is prepared to step into the ring with me. Not Abagail, not Parker and most definitely not Hutch Lanahan. Speaking of which, didn’t you find it interesting that I beat him for the High Roller Championship and he received an opportunity to fight for a shot for the top belt here? What kind of bullshit is that?
((Dani casually shrugs.))
Dani Cabello: Yeah, I’ve heard Robb has been on the hotseat but what can you do, ya know?
((Ana shakes her head.))
Anastasia Hayden: I’m going to do what I’ve been doing this entire time. I’m going to keep on winning and waiting for the fight that I’ve been waiting for since I’ve signed with #FSociety. If people don’t like that? Then tough shit.
((Ana brushes past Dani and Dani rolls her eyes.))
Dani Cabello: Wow… Rude way to end an interview.
((The scene cuts away to ringside.))
Match Eight: Singles Match
Benjamin Haskell versus Adam Sanders
KV: I have to be honest. Something I not right about this next matchup taking place here.
SG: Are you really trying to question the motives of Chris Night?
KV: Yes. Yes I am. I like Adam Sanders and we are still learning about Benjamin Haskell, but this isn’t a match that belongs after what she just witnessed between Gavin And Ally and the main event we have coming up.
SG: This is a classic opportunity to let this crowd get a breather with two young guys trying to make a name for themselves.
KV: I hope you’re right.
SG: I’m always right.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a singles match scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first… weighing in at 216 pounds from the Morrison Hotel… BENJAMIN HASKELL!!!
((Barely a few seconds of“ Five to One” by The Doors plays throughout the venue before Ben Haskell emerges from the back. With a huge grin planted on his face, he proceeds to make his way down the ramp, slapping hands with as many fans as possible. Sliding into the ring, he immediately climbs the turnbuckle, soaking up the reaction and twisting his moustache some, before hopping down and waiting for the match to begin.))
KV: Ben Haskell is looking to bring some excitement tonight and a lot of eyes are on him right now.
SG: And look at that moustache.
KV: This could be a great… wait…
((All of a sudden Bully McCarron and Orleans jump the barricade and slide into the ring. Haskell doesn’t see them and gets jumped from behind. The two men viciously stomp away at him. The camera cuts to the luxury box where Chris Night finally stands up with the man in the business suit and clown mask that is standing behind him. McCarron and Orleans continue their assault on Haskell, pulling him up, whipping him into the ropes, and then planting him in the middle of the ring with a double belly to back side slam.))
KV: The Long Road to Nowhere by Chris Night’s attack squad. What is this about? This is uncalled for.
SG: This is great. I think we are going to get some answers.
KV: Poor Ben Haskell is getting obliterated but thankfully they just tossed him out of the ring.
((The camera shows the clown again who has a microphone in hand.))
Clown: Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the Co-Owner of #FSociety Wrestling… CHRIS NIGHT!!!
((The crowd boos as Chris takes the microphone.))
KV: Co-Owner? What is going on? And I know I’ve heard that voice before.
SG: Shut up. Let the boss talk.
Chris Night: You’ve all been asking the question all along… ‘Why Chris, why?’ Do you want to know why? Because every step of the way throughout my career, I’ve done things the right way just for someone who’s done it the wrong way to cut me off and take what I deserved. It happened when I was a wrestler in Inferno Wrestling during their first season. So many title opportunities were stolen away from me when everyone who knew of Inferno Wrestling knew that I was the face of that company but what was the problem? I never won the top title because I let idiots run rampant and have control. And then in Season Two of Inferno when I was running it, I let the wrestlers have TOO MUCH control and that was the downfall of Inferno when Season Two ended. Season Three didn’t happen because of me… It didn’t happen because of ALL OF YOU.
((Chris scoffs and shakes his head.))
Chris Night: So I decided to open #FSociety and make Robb in charge. I knew he wouldn’t be able to control any of you. I knew that he would let you all run rampant and do whatever the hell you felt like. And I’ve gotta say, what a fucking mess this entire thing has been. But it’s okay because change is coming. Season 1 #FSociety may have been Turmoil, Anarchy, Insurrection and so on… But this is the end of it.
((He pauses to let that last line sink in.))
Chris Night: That’s right, folks, the winds of change are blowing. Season 1 is finished after tonight. Season 2… Season 2 will be much different than what Robb let happen here. Times are changing and simply put? I’m here to save all of you. To save this sport and to save #FSociety. You’re welcome.
((Chris looks over to the man in the clown mask and gives him a nod.))
Chris Night: Introduce the man, Vampa.
((The man in the clown mask removes the mask, revealing himself as the former Interim General Manager of Inferno Wrestling, Vampa. He takes the microphone from Night to make an announcement.))
Vampa: Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Vampa and I am the Executive Assistant to the Co-Owner of #FSociety Wrestling. I give to you… my boss… DRAYTON MACPHERESON!!!
~~Where’s that space of fear you hide?~~
((”Left Out” by Shinedown hits and Drayton MacPhereson slowly steps out in one of his fine Italian suits. He makes his way down to the ring and steps through the ropes that Orleans holds open for him. Bully McCarron hands Drayton a microphone and the two men step back so that Drayton can have the center of the ring. Vampa is shown clapping from the top of the arena as Chris Night watches on with a smile on his face.))
Drayton: It’s good to be back. There’s a lot to be said and there will be a lot of time to say it. The number one truth of this whole situation is very simple. Wrestlers ruin wrestling. I learned it the hard way in Season One of Inferno Wrestling. Chris Night learned it the hard way in Season Two. He didn’t see it right away. But one of the greatest moments of my career was the day that man called me and instantly earned my respect for life when he realized why things ended the way they did last year. So in August… Chris Night created #FSociety. And while you thought you knew what was going on... none of you knew a damn thing. Wrestlers tried to usurp control from Robb Hardy. Wrestlers were allowed to do whatever they wanted. Wrestlers were able to walk in not even under contract and fight in high profile matches against our stars for little to no payoff. Wrestlers were allowed to literally kill each other in my ring. We knew Robb Hardy couldn’t handle the fact that wrestlers ruin wrestling. And with a little help from a few friendly clowns… we truly created chaos on a nightly basis. The era of chaos is over here in #FSociety because starting in Season 2, the triumvirate of myself, Chris Night, and my Executive Assistant Vampa will ensure that order... is... restored.
((Vampa continues to clap away up in the luxury box and Chris Night nods his approval.))
Drayton: But that’s not all. Not by a long shot. We’re not here just to mark a new day for #FSociety. We are here to mark a new day for professional wrestling. This entire industry needs a reboot and we’re just some of the people to help get it done. What’s coming is going to change the game. What’s coming is going to be the largest collection of talent, knowledge, skill, and entertainment that you’ve ever seen before. The fire still burns.
Inferno Wrestling is no longer. Those days are done. But what I bring to you tonight is a wildfire that can only be contained at the hands of true business people that fully understand the fact that wrestlers need us. So with my business partner Chris Night and our new alliances with Ana Valentine of F.A.W and Josh Anderson of Anderson Fighting Systems… I present… the evolution of professional wrestling and the future of this business… the Inferno Network.
((Drayton drops the microphone as “Left Out” begins to play again. The ropes are held open for him again as he steps out of the ring. Chris Night and Vampa are shown walking out of their luxury box as well. The camera cuts back to an exasperated Khristina Valentine.))
KV: That’s a lot to unpack there. Drayton MacPhereson working with Chris Night. The end of Season One of #FSociety… tonight. And The Inferno Network? What does that mean?
SG: I don’t know, but with Drayton, Chris, Ana and Josh… this could be great.
KV: And we still have a main event.
((The scene cuts backstage and we find Gavin Grimes being loaded up into an ambulance on a stretcher. Following close behind is his concerned wife, Ashleigh Grimes. Running up onto the scene with a microphone in hand is Dani Cabello.))
Dani Cabello: Ashleigh, Ashleigh! Can I get a few words? Do you know the extent of Gavin's injuries?
((Ashleigh turns around and shoots Dani a cold and dark look.))
Dani Cabello: Okay, I get it... You're upset. The fans just want to know how Gavin is doing. Well... I guess I want to know mostly.
((Dani giggles when Ash shoves her hard onto the ground and stands over her.))
Ashleigh Grimes: If you ask me another question, I'll kick you in the head so hard that you'll keep on saying "I banged Hutch Lanahan" on repeat for the rest of your life.... And I'm not just talking about Twitter.
((Dani clears her throat before getting up and walking away, saying something under her breath but Ash chooses to ignore it as she hops into the ambulance with Gavin. She grabs a hold of his hand as the doors close behind them and the ambulance takes off.))
Main Event: Singles Match
#FSociety Championship
Aurora Graves versus Tyson Gregory
KV: Finally we’ve got the main event!
SG: I’ve been waiting all night for this! Aurora Graves! Tyson Gregory! This is going to be fire!
KV: I have no doubt about that!
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring… Weighing in at 130 pounds and hailing for Long Beach, California…. She is one half of Rebel Ink… AURORA…. GRAVESSSSS!
((The stage floods with blood red light as the intro to “Rebel Yell” begins to play over the sound system. The music pauses as the lights suddenly go out. As the music kicks back in, a blast of red pyro explodes from the ceiling as Aurora emerges on the stage, standing on the top of the entrance ramp and red spotlights scan the entire arena. As strobe lights flash, she then makes her way down the ramp in time to the music, then climbs up the ring steps onto the apron. She then stands facing the outside of the ring, places one foot on the bottom rope, grabs the top rope and backflips into the ring as the house lights come back on. She moves to her corner of the ring, getting in a few last minute stretches as she waits for the match to begin.))
KV: Aurora is preparing for the biggest match of her life.
SG: It’s one of the biggest matches in our history! This is the last thing we’ll see for season one of #FSociety and what a season it has been!
KV: Right? I can’t believe this was a season! I had no idea!
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring next… weighing in at 221 pounds… He is the pride of London, England and he is your REIGNING and DEFENDING #FSOCIETY CHAMPIONNNNN… TYSONNNNNN GREGORYYYY!!!!
((The lights in the arena fade out as the big screen comes alive. Two taped fists appear on opposite sides of the screen, one glowing red with fire around it, the other a pulsating blue with an electrical current running over it. The two fists then crash into each other with an explosion revealing the name Tyson Gregory in their aftermath. "Dangerous” by Shaman’s Harvest starts playing throughout the arena as a bright spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. Tyson Gregory then steps out through the curtain with his head lowered and covered in a black hooded, sleeveless zip up hoodie and the #FSociety Championship strapped to his waist. Tyson flips his head up and the hood drops off his head as he makes his way down the ramp completely ignoring the fans. Once at the ring he pulls himself up on the apron where he leaps over the top rope and into the ring. He paces for a moment before settling in his corner where he takes off the hoodie and waits for the match to begin.))
SG: Look at the champ! He looks ready!
KV: You sure? I feel like he’s not himself right now. You can see it in his eyes, you know? He’s worried about Ally.
SG: Oh whatever! Ally will be fine! She won!
KV: She did but at what cost?
SG: I dunno! Let’s get this match underway though! The referee is calling for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
((The match begins as the two of them step towards each other. Aurora grabs Tyson’s head and uses a takedown to drive him to the mat. She continues to hold his head, doing her best to keep the larger Tyson down. Ty gets up to one knee as he fights back. Back up to his feet, he pushes off and sends her into the ropes. She rebounds and comes at Ty with a crossbody splash, knocking him right back down. Aurora gets back up to her feet and heads for the ropes and hops over the downed Gregory. He kips up to his feet as she rebounds back for him, and he drives her down with a huge dropkick with one of his feet landing right into her face.))
KV: Amazing back and forth so far!
SG: It is! And Tyson is going for the quick cover!
((Tyson hooks Aurora’s leg and goes for the pin.))
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KV: Thr-NO! Kickout!
SG: Too early to pick up a pinfall on Aurroa.
KV: Indeed but it was a nice try.
((Tyson gets back up to his feet and pulls Aurora up with him. He goes to whip her into the ropes, but she reverses it. Gregory rebounds and leaps into the air, grabbing the back of Aurora’s head and nailing a slingblade. Tyson then lines Aurora up and hits her with a standing shooting star press and goes for the cover.))
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SG:THR-NO! Another kickout by Aurora.
KV: What an array of moves by Tyson though! That standing moonsault was off the charts!
SG: I agree with that, Tyson is at the top of his game here tonight. Aurora is going to have to really bring it to get the win here.
KV: Indeed… Ty is a hard guy to take down.
((Tyson looks down at Aurora and sighs before getting up slowly. He reaches down to pull Aurora back up, but she manages to grab his head and pulls him down for a quick inside cradle.))
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KV: Kickout!
SG: Close call! Aurora almost won the championship with a roll up!
KV: That would’ve been the craziest upset of all time.
SG: You can’t take Tyson down with a roll up! That’s just impossible!
((Gregory kicks out as he manages to tumble up to his feet. He uses a dropkick to Aurora sending her to her back down. Aurora gets up quickly and charges Tyson but he drives a knee into her gut and hits her with a snap DDT. Tyson goes for the pin.))
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((Aurora kicks out and the fans cheer her on, clearly they’re happy that the match is not over.))
KV: The fans are really enjoying this one!
SG: Can you blame them? This match has been awesome so far and both of these competitors are great!
KV: You’re just glad it isn’t Adrien Cochrane fighting Tyson, aren’t you?
SG: Ugh… No comment.
((The two competitors are slow to get to their feet, showing a bit of exhaustion.))
SG: These two are really putting it all on the line tonight. They’ve exerted so much energy already.
KV: That they have. I’m sure Tyson is also having a hard time tonight due to being worried about Ally Morrow.
SG: I can’t imagine the worry that’s on his mind right now. Ally may have won but she took a beating. Her and Gavin will never be the same after tonight.
((Tyson Gregory is slowly getting up as Aurora is up to one knee. Gregory quickly sees his chance, he steps back and charges forward connecting with a shining wizard sending Aurora hard to the mat. Gregory makes the cover, but Aurora’s arm is under the bottom rope. Tyson grabs her arm and pulls it away while keeping his cover.))
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KV: THR-NO! Aurora kicks out again.
SG: She’s a resilient one, I’ll give her that!
KV: She’s definitely one of the most impressive competitors we’ve got on the roster.
SG: No doubt about that! Quit making me agree with you!
((Tyson gets up and pulls Aurora with him. She’s able to counter with a knee to Tyson’s gut before pushing him off of her. Aurora then uses the ropes for momentum and hits a running knee strike to Tyson’s head. He falls back as Aurora uses a nearby rope to hit a springboard moonsault. She hooks the leg for a cover.))
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KV: A kickout by Tyson!
SG: There’s been so many close pinfalls this match up! It’s making my freaking heart race!
KV: Right? I can’t believe how back and forth of a contest this has been.
SG: It’s everything that we expected it to be.
((After Tyson kicks out, Aurora is quick up to her feet, making sure not to let up. She picks Gregory up before she grabs him for a snap DDT, dropping him back down. Showing off her athleticism, she hits a standing moonsault this time and pins Tyson once again.))
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SG: Tyson kicks out!
KV: He did but what an array of moves from Aurora just now. She’s really bringing it all out tonight.
SG: Needless to say, Aurora is wearing Tyson down right now. Could we see the championship change hands? Tyson might really be off his game after everything tonight.
KV: I honestly don’t know how he’s wrestling right now. He must be so worried.
((Aurora stands back and waits for Tyson to get up to his feet. She seems to be lining him up and waiting patiently. Tyson finally begins to stir as Aurora stalks him basically. He gets up to his feet and turns and Aurora connects with a Superkick right to Tyson’s jaw, sending him flying down to the mat. Aurora goes for the pin.))
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KV: THREE! THAT’S IT!
SG: Wait! NO! Tyson’s foot is on the ropes! It’s on the ropes!!!
((The referee points out the foot on the ropes to Aurora and she’s in disbelief.))
SG: This is insane!
KV: I can’t believe it! We almost had a new champion but Tyson’s ring awareness made sure that this wasn’t over.
SG: This is awesome!
((The fans are going nuts and Aurora cannot believe it. She gets up to her feet and complains to the ref. The ref argues back that he got the foot on the rope. This allows Gregory time to get up to his feet. Aurora turns and it’s too late and Tyson drops her with a hard clothesline. Tyson then drags her up by her hair and goes for the lifting single underhook DDT but right before he lands the DDT, Aurora slips out of it and Tyson goes flying backwards onto the mat by himself and he hits hard.))
KV: What a counter by Aurora! She had Tyson’s finish scouted!
SG: And he went flying back to the mat pretty hard due to the momentum.
KV: Aurora is wasting no time taking advantage… She’s lining him up!
((Aurora leans back into the corner, holding the ropes with one hand as she watches Tyson slowly get to his feet. As Tyson stands up, Aurora charges at him and nails him with a Kinshasa.))
KV: ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE!
SG: NO WAY! IT’S OVER! TYSON IS GOING TO LOSE! NOOOOO!
KV: It’s not over yet! She’s got to pin him! But wow!
((Aurora quickly makes the cover.))
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SG: THR-NOOOOOO! HE KICKED OUT! TYSON KICKED OUT!
KV: I can’t believe it! I haven’t seen someone kick out of that move! How the hell!?
((Aurora places her hands on her knees as she looks around in shock. The fans are chanting ‘Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!’ over and over. Aurora finally gets up and walks back to her corner. She lines Tyson up once again, waiting for him to get up so that she can go for the Kinshasa once more.))
SG: Aurora is looking to seal the deal.
KV: Tyson looks dazed!
((Tyson is starting to stir as he gets up to one knee. He then gets up and Aurora charges. Tyson turns and Aurora goes for the Kinshasa kick but Tyson ducks under it at the last second. A surprised Aurora turns and grabs her before hitting a Lifting single underhook DDT.))
SG: The End of Your Sorrows!
KV: I think that might be it!
SG: Tyson just dropped down on her for the cover.
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3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
SG: Tyson Gregory has done it! He’s defended his title!
KV: What a match from these two! Aurora has nothing to be ashamed of! She went out there and gave her all.
SG: She did! But my dude Tyson wins! YESSS!
(("Dangerous” by Shaman’s Harvest blares over the PA system as the referee hands Tyson his #FSociety Championship.))
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner and STILL… #FSociety Champion… TYSON GREGORY!!!
KV: What a first season, huh?
SG: I can't believe Chris Night isn't the full on owner. He co-owns #FSociety with Drayton?
KV: Nobody ever thought Chris would side with his former boss from Inferno Wrestling. But hey, sometimes wrestling is crazy! You never know what's going to happen.
SG: Exactly and who knows what's going to happen with us next. I hope we don't lose our jobs with all of this new stuff going on! Drayton and Chris sure did talk a lot about changes.
KV: Whatever the case may be... #FSociety will be back for season two! When? I'm not sure but stay tuned in the coming days and I'm sure it will be announced.
SG: I guess this ones a wrap!
KV: Indeed it is! Thank you for tuning in everyone! Cold Dawn was a historic night. But for now, this is Khristina Valentine and Samuel Griffin signing off!
