Post by Ana Valentine on Jun 25, 2017 19:32:45 GMT
Fucking Awesome Wrestling Presents:
Delirium
Live from Las Vegas, Nevada
Live from Las Vegas, Nevada
Sunday June 25th
(Segment deadline Friday June 23rd 23:59 central)
Feature Interview: Noah Nakamura
Fiona Nelson sits on a pretty painted stool in her bright red, figure hugging dress, the camera lingers on her for a moment as she breaks out into a smile.
Fiona Nelson: Hi guys and welcome to my first ever sit down interview, with the FAW Champion himself… Noah Nakamura!
Sitting next to her on a matching stool is Noah Nakamura. He is in his ring gear with an Anderson Fighting Systems shirt over top. The FAW Championship belt presented proudly on his lap.
Noah Nakamura: Thank you for having me, Miss Nelson.
Fiona Nelson: So, Noah, tell us… How did it feel to realize your dream and walk away from Dirty Deeds as the FAW Champion?
Noah Nakamura: It was amazing to say the least… Easily will be a top five life moment for me. Not only is this my first major championship but I'm also the only person to hold two singles championships in FAW so far, a great honor for me.
Fiona Nelson: And having your fiancée there to see you achieve your dream, that must have been a very special moment for you too?
Noah nods his head slightly.
Noah Nakamura: Yeah having her there was a great feeling for her to see me win first hand...It's something that we can cherish together for years. I loved seeing how proud she looked when I first raised this FAW Championship.
Fiona Nelson: What about Lea, did she get to watch daddy win from home?
Noah chuckles a bit and shakes his head.
Noah Nakamura: I've showed her the belt and watched her trying to carry it but… I don't let her watch some matches. I can't let her watch a Three Stages of Hell match and upset her by seeing the brutality in it. We are very careful with which matches of mine we show her.
Fiona Nelson: That's adorable! So, bringing it back tonight… Do you have anything you would like to say to your opponent?
Noah Nakamura: Kimi Young should be a great match. She's an Anderson’s product like myself and I've seen her training. This will be a tough match up for me but I feel very confident.
He pats the faceplate of the FAW Championship.
Noah Nakamura: And for good reason.
Fiona Nelson: And how do you feel about being named the special referee for tonight's main Event?
Noah Nakamura: I look forward to getting a close up view of my top contender, Melissa Reeves and at the cry baby, Jade Night. I'm going to call the match down the middle regardless of the fact that Jade blindside attacked me after my Championship win at Dirty Deeds.
Fiona Nelson: I have a couple of fan submitted questions here, if it's okay with you, to end the interview with?
Noah Nakamura: Yeah, fire away.
Fiona Nelson: Who inspires you?
Noah Nakamura: That would be my father and mother… Both for very different reasons. My mom for raising me and my father for giving me a legacy to live up to.
Fiona Nelson: Are there any wrestlers you look up to or are inspired by?
Noah Nakamura: Ally Morr...Sorry, Ally Gregory is a big one. She's helped me train and grow as a competitor, as well as Josh Anderson.
Fiona Nelson: What advice would you give to someone who wants to be a wrestler?
Noah Nakamura: Train hard, have thick skin and never… ever give up if it's your dream.
Fiona Nelson: And finally… Aw, this is cute! Do you and Sixx have any names picked out yet?
He gives a big smile.
Noah Nakamura: That… Is a closely guarded secret. But yeah we are pretty close on what her name will be.
Fiona smiles and reaches out to offer her hand to Noah to shake.
Fiona Nelson: Thank you so much Noah, it has been a pleasure.
He shakes her hand and returns the smile.
Noah Nakamura: Thank you for having me Miss Nelson.
SEGMENT
A figure stands on a balcony, back-lit by the garish glow of Las Vegas at night. There’s a soft, derisive chuckle before he starts to speak, his identity unmistakable with the first syllable thanks to that soft-spoken, lazy drawl.
Lex Collins: Been a lot of things over the course of my career: victim, victor, scapegoat, sinner… never been a piñata before. So that was new - thanks, Cecily. Talk about a resoundin’ welcome, huh? But hey, much as I hate that particular saying: it is what it is. I bled. I lost. The girl with somethin’ to prove to the rabble out there was better, if you call bein’ an opportunist who can wield a chair any sorta claim to fame. Me, I think bein’ a former champ carries more water but hey, what do I know? I've barely been here for a cup of coffee. Not even long enough to get the lay of the land. But I digress...
He adjusts position, cocking a thumb over his shoulder.
Lex Collins: Me an’ Sin City though, we go way back. Further’n just last year even. See, I was throwin’ punches down at the Golden Nugget back in 2009. Back before anyone ever even heard of Lex Collins. Back before all the spotlight grabby hands bullshit. Back when it made sense in a raw, visceral kinda way. But we’re not here for me to trip the light fantastic down Nostalgia Road, are we? Nah. We’re here - I’m here - ‘cause of this upcoming match against Rafael Cruz an’ Tinsley Reed. Whoever they are. Yeah, so, I’ma be honest for a second: neither of those two are on the level of Cecily Bell. Neither are gonna get the drop on me like that woman who now believes she's the face of rebellion did.
There’s a long-suffering sigh before he lifts a hand up to rub it over his mouth.
Lex Collins: Shit. Sorry. My people skills’re rusty-as-fuck. Honestly, I’ve never been in this business to make friends. Never really been at this to collect accolades any more’n the hashmarks on the wall marking passage. Ego’s a prison, y’know - I’m not big on doin’ time. I wanna fight. I wanna walk out under my own power and every night, every time that happens, I’m thumbin’ my nose at the critics who said I’d never make it. I’m making good on the extra time I was given which is more’n I can say for a lot of you. Sad but true. Sad. But. True.
He snorts disdainfully, turning to spit over the edge of the balcony.
Lex Collins: An’ the thing is, I’ve been here before. So many times I know the steps by heart - thrown to the wolves is always a thing. Daniel in the lion’s den, right? Test of mettle. Test of faith. Whatever, however you wanna spin it. Don’t care what you say. Even less what you think ‘cause I know who I am an’ what I’m about. I wasted half a damn year on the sidelines. It’s time for me to take back what’s mine.
He chuckles, walking back towards the light of the hotel room.
Lex Collins: Keep that spotlight warm, alright? Comin’ for it sooner’n ya think.
Gabriel's Reward Match
No Disqualification
Cass Baumer vs Gabriel Laroux
This match was something that was brewing for a long time now. The early goings of the match revolved around Gabriel showing his power advantage over Cass, restraining her in various ways only to talk down to her, mocking her, belittling her, at one point, he held Cass’s head down onto the canvas, grinding her face into it.
Finally, Cass couldn’t take it anymore and seemingly lost control. Throwing herself at Gabriel, she unleashed all the pent up emotion brought about by Gabriel’s constant torment of her. A flurry of rights and lefts sent towards Gabriel’s face took The Antagonist off guard enough for her to take control of the match.
The crowd was surprisingly mixed in their support of Cass and Gabriel. After a few near falls, Cass began getting more and more frustrated, even to the point of shouting at the official on more than one occasion. The finish came when Gabriel brought a chair into the match. He missed a shot against Cass, eating a Superkick for his troubles.
She grabbed up that chair, looking down at it, as she did, Gabriel managed to pull himself up to his knees as he looked up at Cass. She raised the chair high, hesitating just the slightest as Gabriel said something to her. Swinging that chair downwards, Gabriel barely managed to move out of the way, that chair hitting the ropes and bouncing back into the face of Cass. Gabriel was quick to recover and drive her down onto that chair with the Gutwrench Powerbomb and secure the win.
Winner: Gabriel Laroux.
SEGMENT
The scene cuts to the back where recent FAW signee, Rafael Cruz is taking his time getting ready for his debut match tonight. He sees the camera and gives a smirk that drips confidence.
Rafael Cruz: So tonight I get to make my grand in ring debut here in the land of awesome. Now let’s be honest shall we? This place has been far from awesome with the people they have on the roster. Sure they have some interesting people and some that might have been called talented sometime in their career but they are no Rafi Cruz. I am going to show you all what fucking awesome really looks like.
He lets out a smug smile paired with a shrug of his shoulders.
Rafael Cruz: Tonight with Rafi Cruz presents Fucking Awesome, my lucky co-stars are the lovely Tinsley Reed and that old sourpuss, Lex Collins. Now with Tinsley, she is easy on the eyes and half of the little Wondertwins tag team. All I have for you is to tell you to stick to teaming with your brother, it works for you and you two have a title shot for the tag belts… But in the ring with me? Come on, you have a better chance of leaving on my arm for a post match date than you do with a win. But as much of a lover as I am, I already have me a sexy hermosa waiting for me, so sorry Tinsley Reed… I guess you just leave with a loss tonight.
Rafael lets out a smug little laugh as he rubs his slightly stubbled chin.
Rafael Cruz: Then we have the old timer in Lex Collins who I tried to interact with on Twitter and draw some interest to this match because let's be honest, I’m pretty fucking great but a turd is a turd when you have half a tag team and a guy that half of the internet thinks is dead already. But what does lackluster Lexy give me? The grumpy tweet equivalent of get off my lawn. So that when I had to remind him that even though I have yet to bless the FAW ring with my presence, I am still a step ahead of him since he is at zero wins and one big fat loss. That just made him grumpier and more pissy that he needed to watch Matlock and take a nap just to make sure not to crap his Depends. And now he wants to play that whole ‘I don’t know you’ game and I legit am wondering if he might actually have dementia and if so… This match could actually turn out kind of fun.
Rafael laughs for a moment and runs his hand through his hair as he smirks at the camera.
Rafael Cruz: In all seriousness, when this match is over and my hand is raised in victory… And it will be my hand raised… Both Tinsley and Lex can thank me for including them in my wonderful match.
Rafael shrugs his shoulders and walks off letting his laugh slightly echo behind him.
SEGMENT
Sarah had never been a part of a bigger Fang Gang.
The Porcelain Priestess of All Things Worthy of Being Kickass stands amongst her followers, bathed in not just their presence, but their support. Men and women alike ranging from the ages of 12 to 21 surrounded the girl, each and every one of them wearing some sort of merchandise with either her name or likeness on it. The youngest wore the cute stuff, of course, things like Sarah drawn in a cartoon style riding Twilight Sparkle bareback, while the most adult of them wore her BloodReavers and Team Kickass gear. There was even someone cosplaying as her All That Glitters character Violet! She was wearing WAY too many clothes for the role, but Sarah appreciated the gesture nonetheless.
Sarah was not wearing her cheerleader outfit today, however, was not armed with her megaphone as she had been in the United Kingdom as she staged a protest against the TERRIBLE TYRANNY of her employers, but was instead dressed for battle: She wears her black bodysuit, the one so tight that it seems painted on, with the red and orange firebird rising along her back. And while this was not about that TERRIBLE TYRANNY in the birthplace of her dearly departed mother, she was still rousing the rabble, her dear Fang Gangers, against her ENEMY.
LACKLAN: And so it is with EXTREME vehemence that I fight the Good Fight for you today, my dear Fang Gangers, It is with ALL of my STRENGTH and VIGOR that I stand against the tide of mediocrity that is within this building! Down...DOWN, I say...will come this wall of blandness. Down...DOWN, I say...will come this wall of unrelenting unoriginality of the witless opponent I face. And it should be noted, DULY NOTED, that I do this for you! I sully myself...infect myself...RUIN MYSELF...so that your eyes will no longer have to take in YET ANOTHER amateur wrestler that is little more than Twitter fodder for the weekly hashtags of another random, useless sibling or girlfriend. Indeed, I it is for YOU that I allow this waste of space a MODICUM of relevance by being in the ring with me and knowing, if for even but a brief moment, what a REAL woman feels and smells like.
Sarah pauses and smiles, those perfectly white chompers, famous both because of her MANY photoshoots and the rumors of why Kenzi Grey was often COVERED in legitimate bite marks, as her Fang Gangers cheered her own. So genuine was their ovation, so raw and racious, that several members of the Fucking Awesome crew instantly began downloading the hotgoths.fuckyeah app in order to stream the WORLD FAMOUS PrincessTwilightSexyFang podcast.
LACKLAN: And this is only the beginning! My world tour, which has shown me styles and experiences that my time in Vegas can only DREAM of giving me, has taught me new moves, new techniques, new ways to approach my matches and the business in general. Thus, it matters now how admittedly attractive my opponent may be, what with all his killer tats and such, but his Anderson Fights training will PALE in comparison to my approach! In these months since the Fall of the Society, I have engaged in British Strong Style! Lucha Libre! Touken Retsuden! And every form of American fisticuffs you could imagine! And because of this, because of my EXTREME DIVERSITY, he and every other carbon copy Anderson Fights student will fall to me as easily as the Emerald himself! And soon...SOON...I will hold Fucking Awesome gold! Soon...SOON...I will be the Fucking Awesome face. Soon...SOON...everyone in this company shall fall down to their knees, prostrate before me, and beg for the chance to kiss my feet! And by God...dear Sweet Mother...it will be...BEAUTIFUL!
The camera pulls away as the Fang Gang lavish Sarah with untold amounts of praise.
Triple Threat Match
Rafael Cruz vs Tinsley Reed vs Lex Collins
Lex and Rafi went back and forth a lot during the match with Tinsley keeping pace but showing her lack of in-ring experience compared with her opponents. Lex appeared to have the match won when he went for a pin on Tinsley but Rafi broke up the pin, hitting Lex with his move 'Anda Perra' before dropping down to pin Tinsley for the three count.
WINNER: Rafael Cruz
SEGMENT
The scene opens to the back where the trio known as Young Ink; Kameron Young, Kimi Young and Yasmin Caballera are standing back stage. All look ready to compete for night as Kameron steps up from the group.
Kameron Young: Tonight Young Ink is split up as Kimi has the champ and I have well, I have the little girl that will do anything she can to stand out, to be different in any way possible. Sarah Lackland? You talk about how you strive to be as good as your dad but let’s get real, he was just as lackluster as you are. You want to call me just some random Anderson’s graduate? You want to look past me? Feel free to do so because then it’ll be just some random Anderson’s person that beat your ass. I’m sorry that I’m not acting out like some Amish teenager on Rumspringa? Still won’t get daddy to say he’s proud of you.
Kameron shrugs his large shoulders.
Kameron Young: So go ahead and take on whatever fucking bookings you want to take in any company that will fucking take you. It doesn’t mean shit to what happens in this company, in that ring tonight. Because tonight, whatever streak you think matters? Ends.
Kimi Young: Tonight I get the opportunity to step into the ring with the champ himself, now I could be a smart ass bitch like I usually am and stand here trying to run him down but the fact is, you gotta respect a man with a strong work ethic, so, Noah - here is how this is gonna go…
Kimi steps closer to the camera and smiles, running a hand through her bright orange hair she pauses for thought.
Kimi Young: We are going to put on one hell of a show for the fans here tonight and the ones watching at home, I am going to be grateful for the opportunity I have been afforded and learn at the feet, of the verifiable master… And then, I'm going to show you why you never, ever, underestimate… A Young.
SEGMENT
The scene cuts backstage to Liam and Sean Callaghan standing in front of a camera with serious looks on their faces. Sean speaks up first.
Sean Callaghan: So tonight we defend our F’n Awesome Tag Team Championships against the Laroux brothers, the reunited Cause and Effect. It's almost like this thing is a never ending story with these two.
Liam scoffs and shakes his head.
Liam Callaghan: Right? But here's the thing, there is an end to this story. It ends here and now, it ends tonight.
Sean nods in agreement.
Sean Callaghan: Fuck yeah it does. You see, Gabriel thinks Xavier is holding him down. So what do I see happening in this match? I see things going south for both of them. They're both selfish pieces of shit who let their egos get in their way of the bond that they used to have. But that brotherly bond?
Liam cuts Sean off.
Liam Callaghan: It’s something that Sean and I will always have. We have four other siblings but they don't share the bond Sean and I have together. Sean isn't just my brother, he's my best friend. He's also someone I've always looked up to but now?
Sean cuts Liam off this time.
Sean Callaghan: Now that we’re grown up and professional wrestlers, we see each other as equals and that's never going to change and that's why we’re going to win tonight and make all of Southie proud.
Liam Callaghan: We’re from Boston, baby, and you know what that means!
Sean Callaghan: It means title town! Which means these belts are staying with us. Count on it!
The scene fades out.
Singles Match
Sarah Lackland vs Kameron Young
At the sound of the bell, Lackland goes to lock up with Young who sidesteps her and takes her down with a rag doll throw, using his size advantage. He then slaps her on the back of the head for extra emphasis of his disrespect towards her.
The two then trade shots back and forth in the match with Lackland showing her surprising strength by taking Young off his feet a few times. Lackland then sets up for a big slam but Young slides away and levels her with a big lariat. He backs up again and drills her with the Avalanche Clothesline (Clothesline From Hell) and makes the pin.
Winner: Kameron Young
SEGMENT
Cecily Bell: Alexander Parker I know what you want to prove.
Cecily smiles as she looks at the camera. She was already in her wrestling gear. He hair was a bit of a mess as it flowed around her face making it like a picture frame. She took a deep breath as she started to pace around the room that she was in.
Cecily Bell: I've been where you are right now. Just stepping into a company and wanting to make a big name for yourself. Wanting to prove that yes, you might be a rookie but big things are about to come your way. I get it, because when I first started in this business that is what I wanted to do. I wanted to be a star that everyone talked about that no matter what I did I would be mentioned and you know what? That happened.
She smiles as she stops pacing around.
Cecily Bell: It happened because I worked my tail off to be that way. Then I stepped my foot into the FAW ring and albeit I left soon after, mostly because I had some personal things that I had to take care of and maybe that did derail my career a little bit. And maybe there is no going back from that mistake I made but in all honesty I had to leave. I had to try and find myself again. Funny thing is though when I did come back I was quickly thrust upon the Showcase title and I won it, then well I lost it, but right there became a problem.
She took a deep breath and then she smirked a bit.
Cecily Bell: I got questioned, I was told that I had lost a step and that I wasn't a big fish anymore, and right then and there I knew I had to change, I had to adapt. I had to become what I was before not some complacent little person but the cold-hearted bitch that I was when I first started, and that is what happened to Lex Collins and that is what will happen to you Alexander.
She closes her eyes and then opens them back up and looks deep into the camera.
Cecily Bell: You know how good I am, I have seen your tweets about me, and I know that you want to try your hardest to beat me and if you do it will put you right on the map, see you have nothing to lose, I do. I need this match because I want to keep the momentum I have, I took out Lex, and I showed people that I am not what they thought I was. I still have it and Alexander you are the next victim.
She laughs a bit as she winks to the camera and walks off.
SEGMENT
The announce team pauses as a siren is heard blaring loudly just outside the arena. The screen switches to a shot of a police van pulling up to the entrance. A pair of uniformed officers exit the van and walk to the back where they open the doors and a chorus of boos go up from the crowd as Kenzi Grey is helped out of the back. New FAW interviewer, Fiona Nelson runs over, microphone in hand.
Fiona Nelson: MS. GREY! We were informed that you were in police custody and would not be here tonight for your match! Can I ask…what happened?
Kenzi chuckles, but there is very little humor in her eyes.
Kenzi Grey: First things, congratulations on the new gig. It is a high honor to be handpicked by Zooey Anderson…you don’t want to let her down.
Fiona Nelson: I wouldn’t dream of it!
Kenzi gives her a nod and supportive, yet firm punch in the shoulder.
Kenzi Grey: GOOD! And next…
Kenzi pauses to gather herself.
Kenzi Grey: Apparently, Adam Sanders is so fucking afraid to face me that he thought he’d have me arrested on trumped up charges to keep me from coming to the arena and beating his ass black and blue tonight…FAT CHANCE! He’s not the only one around her with an attorney on retainer! The police took one look at my tweets and immediately let me go! Just to stay out of a malicious prosecution suit they gave me an escort to the arena tonight!
Fiona Nelson: So, you never threatened his manager?
Kenzi rolled her eyes at the allegation.
Kenzi Grey: Allow me to show you EXACTLY what I said!
Kenzi pulls out her phone and shows the tweets to the camera.
Kenzi Grey: After I beat Adam, you’re next!
Eddie Walker: Sweet! I’m not a competitor so that would make it assault.
Kenzi Grey: Hell! I even gave him a cute little emoji! He sent me a fake smiley face? WHO DOES THAT? What is he, 12?!! WHATEVER! No matter what he says, what I sent him is HARDLY a threat of assault! Eddie Walker has been harassing me for weeks…he obviously wants a match with me…so I gave him an open invite. For the record, that invite still stands!
Fiona Nelson: Well…from what I have heard, Eddie has pretty much called his entire client list and put a target on your back. That has to concern you!
Kenzi arches one of her eyebrows and smirked, pointedly.
Kenzi Grey: With the likes of Eddie ‘Chicken Shit’ Sanders as a client, you can color me unconcerned as FUCK!
She glared into the camera.
Kenzi Grey: Eddie, I can’t wait to see you in court, in the ring, or in a ring inside a court! You’re going to lose, either way! Oh, and Adam…I was content to have a bit of fun with you last week until your awkward emo ass started acting like a bitch! If my little jokes were really hurting you that badly, you could have personally asked me to stop and I would have! Instead, you and your team of spineless strategists decided that slapping a charge of threating assault against me would save you. Well…there’s damn sure going to be an assault tonight…but it won’t be against your pencil necked manager or your inept legal team…it’s gonna be against YOU!
Kenzi looked at Fiona.
Kenzi Grey: Now…if you’ll excuse me…I have a movie to promote…and then I have chicken to choke!
Kenzi stomped off in a huff, with a look of determination on her face.
Singles Match
Alexander Parker vs Cecily Bell
As the bell sounds Bell charges Parker and takes him down with a flying head scissors. She then keeps on the pressure with various hit and move strikes to keep the newcomer off balance. Bell then tries various hold and locks to keep the youngster down but Parker’s strength allows him to overcome the holds and get back to his feet.
Alexander Parker is able to then toss Bell a few times with various suplexes and almost gets a three count with a huge powerbomb but Cecily just kicks out before the three. Parker shows his inexperience by talking it over with the official and end up taking “High Heels" (Eatdafeet) from Bell for win.
Winner: Cecily Bell
After the match, Parker gets to his feet visibly upset but extends a hand to Bell who shakes it in a sign of respect.
SEGMENT
Voice: Okay. No Eddie to give me a pep talk. I am by myself. No one here in my corner.
The trembling, nervous voice of Adam Sanders is audible by a camera team that the young wrestler has yet to notice. He stares at himself in a mirror, attempting to give himself a pep talk.
Adam Sanders: I can’t let them win. I can’t let them win. I. Can’t. Let. Them. Win.
The awkward wrestler tries to make a confident face before sighing. The corner of his eyes notices the camera in the reflection.
Adam Sanders: Been there long?
A barely audible voice says not too long.
Adam Sanders: Is this something normal? For me to feel like I’ve come to a point where I’m not even sure if I belong here anymore? I had a fifty percent batting average at #FSociety, sure. But I have lost all four of my matches since I came here to FAW. And now I let Kenzi Grey, someone who I let talk me into being in one of her films, bully me into thinking that maybe I’m not cut out for this line of work.
Silence for a few moments.
Adam Sanders: I don’t really have a choice in the matter, I guess. I can’t really afford to lose this one right here. In a way, I guess my career is on the line. Maybe this is a sign. Maybe I’m not meant to be a wrestler. I got a master’s degree in telecommunication. Maybe I should be doing something with that instead of trying to chase some stupid dream I got all because I watched all those EXODUS Pro shows from the Section B. I don’t even have my manager here tonight.
The sound of a door opening can be heard as Adam keeps talking.
Adam Sanders: At least when he was here, I had someone giving me a pep talk to try to make sure I had some faith in myself to go out there and do my best to try to get a win. As much as I may come off as an introverted person who almost seems antisocial, I’m not exactly sure how to go about doing this alone.
An arm comes on camera and tosses a black t-shirt towards Adam, who catches it. It takes him a second to look up and see who the person was, but the sound of the door closing preceded him looking up. He looks closer at the shirt for a moment. The same inaudible voice asks what is that in his hands.
Adam Sanders: I think it’s my pep talk…
Sanders drops the shirt after looking directly at it for a few more moments. He stands up and walks off camera. The crew starts to creep up closer at the black t-shirt. There was only one word on it in a light blue font.
#Believe
SEGMENT
The towering screen over the entranceway blazes to life as Kenzi Grey appeared, fresh out of jail and dressed for her match. The Red Queen stands beside her, a look of relief on her regal face.
Kenzi Grey: Good evening fans! Despite the efforts of some very petty and jealous people within our industry, I managed to be here tonight to bring to you an exclusive first look at a film written by Cass Baumer, and produced and directed by me. Ladies and gentlemen, I present a scene from “Silent, but Deadly” featuring me, Ryan Callaghan, and Gavin Grimes…I hope you enjoy it…
The rumble of the black Firebird T-top echoed through the woods as its headlights slashed through the night and fell on a dark cabin in the middle of nowhere. The car idled to a stop and the lights cut off, casting the lone structure back into a shroud of darkness. In the driver’s seat, a handsome blonde jock looked around for any sign of anyone else in the area. He chuckled and gave a shake of his head.
“Dude! There isn't anyone within miles of this place! Are you sure the party is supposed to be up here? The text said this was the address for the party, right? This place is dark as fuck…I didn’t see anyone else driving up this way.”
The young girl in the passenger seat gave a hard sigh as she cast a disgusted look in his direction. She obviously had other things on her mind besides the impending arrival of the rest of their friends. Narrowing her eyes, she leveled him with a venomous retort.
“Jesus FUCKING Christ! Seriously, I would have stayed with Ashton if I knew you were such a goddamn pussy!
The jock snatched the lit cigarette from her hand and threw it out as he rolled up the windows and locked the doors. She smirked at him, daring him to go further. He grabbed her by her throat, choking her as he pulled her in and smashed his lips against hers, ramming his tongue down her throat. This was a power game the two had played before, with her as the antagonist...pushing him to higher and higher levels of aggression that she desired. He shoved her back, knocking her against the door as he glared at her.
“You think that fucking ass clown has anything on me? That’s why you dumped his stupid ass in the first place Babe!
The girl grinned at him, licking her lips and looking him up and down. She took off her jacket and unbuttoned her shirt as she leaned back and beckoned him over. The jock looked around, concern evident on his face.
“What if someone comes?”
“If it’s me…don’t worry about it, if it’s you…just pull out!”
She grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him furiously as she worked to unbuckle his pants. He pulled off his shirt and grinned as the girl worked at his zipper…
Outside the car, a stranger approaches in the darkness dressed in black. The gleam of the moonlight glints off a long blade in the stranger's hand. The person in black comes to a stop at the passenger side of the car as it rocks back and forth and hands struggle for purchase against the foggy window; the obvious sounds of furious sex coming from inside. A gloved hand reaches for the door handle and yanks it open. The girl spills half way out of the car, hanging upside down as her head hits the ground, dazing her. The jock’s eyes go wide as he comes face to face with the stranger, a man with his face painted stark white with a single black tear drop, like a mime.
“What the fuck bro?”
The mime spoke not a word as his gloved hand tightened around ominous blade in his hand. Quick and unrelenting, the silent man lashed out with his blade and blood splattered the seat of the car as a scream echoed through the woods. A bright red gash appeared on the side of the jock’s face. He continued to scream, grasping at his ruined face as he scrambled back over the to the driver’s side. The mime turned his attention to the girl as she slowly came to. She blinked as she tried to clear her vision, staring upside down and into the face of the knife welding mime as he knelt down beside side her.
“Ash…?"
The car’s engine roared to life and the car took off as the girl screamed, her head dragging against the ground.
“STOP THE CAR!! STOP THE FUCKING CAR!! OH MY GO...”
Her screams are abruptly cut off as the car door swings open, then hits the side of a tree and slams shut, tearing the girl in half as the car speeds off, fishtailing wildly into the night. The body twitches in the darkness as the mime walks over to the mangled body of the girl, her entrails pulled out along the dusty road. She coughs and dark red blood erupts like a fount as she breathes her last breath. The knife falls from his hand as he takes off his gloves and goes down to his knees, no words escape him as his body quakes cradling the bloody mangled remains of the girl in the darkened roadway…
This match was something that was brewing for a long time now. The early goings of the match revolved around Gabriel showing his power advantage over Cass, restraining her in various ways only to talk down to her, mocking her, belittling her, at one point, he held Cass’s head down onto the canvas, grinding her face into it.
Finally, Cass couldn’t take it anymore and seemingly lost control. Throwing herself at Gabriel, she unleashed all the pent up emotion brought about by Gabriel’s constant torment of her. A flurry of rights and lefts sent towards Gabriel’s face took The Antagonist off guard enough for her to take control of the match.
The crowd was surprisingly mixed in their support of Cass and Gabriel. After a few near falls, Cass began getting more and more frustrated, even to the point of shouting at the official on more than one occasion. The finish came when Gabriel brought a chair into the match. He missed a shot against Cass, eating a Superkick for his troubles.
She grabbed up that chair, looking down at it, as she did, Gabriel managed to pull himself up to his knees as he looked up at Cass. She raised the chair high, hesitating just the slightest as Gabriel said something to her. Swinging that chair downwards, Gabriel barely managed to move out of the way, that chair hitting the ropes and bouncing back into the face of Cass. Gabriel was quick to recover and drive her down onto that chair with the Gutwrench Powerbomb and secure the win.
Winner: Gabriel Laroux.
SEGMENT
The scene cuts to the back where recent FAW signee, Rafael Cruz is taking his time getting ready for his debut match tonight. He sees the camera and gives a smirk that drips confidence.
Rafael Cruz: So tonight I get to make my grand in ring debut here in the land of awesome. Now let’s be honest shall we? This place has been far from awesome with the people they have on the roster. Sure they have some interesting people and some that might have been called talented sometime in their career but they are no Rafi Cruz. I am going to show you all what fucking awesome really looks like.
He lets out a smug smile paired with a shrug of his shoulders.
Rafael Cruz: Tonight with Rafi Cruz presents Fucking Awesome, my lucky co-stars are the lovely Tinsley Reed and that old sourpuss, Lex Collins. Now with Tinsley, she is easy on the eyes and half of the little Wondertwins tag team. All I have for you is to tell you to stick to teaming with your brother, it works for you and you two have a title shot for the tag belts… But in the ring with me? Come on, you have a better chance of leaving on my arm for a post match date than you do with a win. But as much of a lover as I am, I already have me a sexy hermosa waiting for me, so sorry Tinsley Reed… I guess you just leave with a loss tonight.
Rafael lets out a smug little laugh as he rubs his slightly stubbled chin.
Rafael Cruz: Then we have the old timer in Lex Collins who I tried to interact with on Twitter and draw some interest to this match because let's be honest, I’m pretty fucking great but a turd is a turd when you have half a tag team and a guy that half of the internet thinks is dead already. But what does lackluster Lexy give me? The grumpy tweet equivalent of get off my lawn. So that when I had to remind him that even though I have yet to bless the FAW ring with my presence, I am still a step ahead of him since he is at zero wins and one big fat loss. That just made him grumpier and more pissy that he needed to watch Matlock and take a nap just to make sure not to crap his Depends. And now he wants to play that whole ‘I don’t know you’ game and I legit am wondering if he might actually have dementia and if so… This match could actually turn out kind of fun.
Rafael laughs for a moment and runs his hand through his hair as he smirks at the camera.
Rafael Cruz: In all seriousness, when this match is over and my hand is raised in victory… And it will be my hand raised… Both Tinsley and Lex can thank me for including them in my wonderful match.
Rafael shrugs his shoulders and walks off letting his laugh slightly echo behind him.
SEGMENT
Sarah had never been a part of a bigger Fang Gang.
The Porcelain Priestess of All Things Worthy of Being Kickass stands amongst her followers, bathed in not just their presence, but their support. Men and women alike ranging from the ages of 12 to 21 surrounded the girl, each and every one of them wearing some sort of merchandise with either her name or likeness on it. The youngest wore the cute stuff, of course, things like Sarah drawn in a cartoon style riding Twilight Sparkle bareback, while the most adult of them wore her BloodReavers and Team Kickass gear. There was even someone cosplaying as her All That Glitters character Violet! She was wearing WAY too many clothes for the role, but Sarah appreciated the gesture nonetheless.
Sarah was not wearing her cheerleader outfit today, however, was not armed with her megaphone as she had been in the United Kingdom as she staged a protest against the TERRIBLE TYRANNY of her employers, but was instead dressed for battle: She wears her black bodysuit, the one so tight that it seems painted on, with the red and orange firebird rising along her back. And while this was not about that TERRIBLE TYRANNY in the birthplace of her dearly departed mother, she was still rousing the rabble, her dear Fang Gangers, against her ENEMY.
LACKLAN: And so it is with EXTREME vehemence that I fight the Good Fight for you today, my dear Fang Gangers, It is with ALL of my STRENGTH and VIGOR that I stand against the tide of mediocrity that is within this building! Down...DOWN, I say...will come this wall of blandness. Down...DOWN, I say...will come this wall of unrelenting unoriginality of the witless opponent I face. And it should be noted, DULY NOTED, that I do this for you! I sully myself...infect myself...RUIN MYSELF...so that your eyes will no longer have to take in YET ANOTHER amateur wrestler that is little more than Twitter fodder for the weekly hashtags of another random, useless sibling or girlfriend. Indeed, I it is for YOU that I allow this waste of space a MODICUM of relevance by being in the ring with me and knowing, if for even but a brief moment, what a REAL woman feels and smells like.
Sarah pauses and smiles, those perfectly white chompers, famous both because of her MANY photoshoots and the rumors of why Kenzi Grey was often COVERED in legitimate bite marks, as her Fang Gangers cheered her own. So genuine was their ovation, so raw and racious, that several members of the Fucking Awesome crew instantly began downloading the hotgoths.fuckyeah app in order to stream the WORLD FAMOUS PrincessTwilightSexyFang podcast.
LACKLAN: And this is only the beginning! My world tour, which has shown me styles and experiences that my time in Vegas can only DREAM of giving me, has taught me new moves, new techniques, new ways to approach my matches and the business in general. Thus, it matters now how admittedly attractive my opponent may be, what with all his killer tats and such, but his Anderson Fights training will PALE in comparison to my approach! In these months since the Fall of the Society, I have engaged in British Strong Style! Lucha Libre! Touken Retsuden! And every form of American fisticuffs you could imagine! And because of this, because of my EXTREME DIVERSITY, he and every other carbon copy Anderson Fights student will fall to me as easily as the Emerald himself! And soon...SOON...I will hold Fucking Awesome gold! Soon...SOON...I will be the Fucking Awesome face. Soon...SOON...everyone in this company shall fall down to their knees, prostrate before me, and beg for the chance to kiss my feet! And by God...dear Sweet Mother...it will be...BEAUTIFUL!
The camera pulls away as the Fang Gang lavish Sarah with untold amounts of praise.
Triple Threat Match
Rafael Cruz vs Tinsley Reed vs Lex Collins
Lex and Rafi went back and forth a lot during the match with Tinsley keeping pace but showing her lack of in-ring experience compared with her opponents. Lex appeared to have the match won when he went for a pin on Tinsley but Rafi broke up the pin, hitting Lex with his move 'Anda Perra' before dropping down to pin Tinsley for the three count.
WINNER: Rafael Cruz
SEGMENT
The scene opens to the back where the trio known as Young Ink; Kameron Young, Kimi Young and Yasmin Caballera are standing back stage. All look ready to compete for night as Kameron steps up from the group.
Kameron Young: Tonight Young Ink is split up as Kimi has the champ and I have well, I have the little girl that will do anything she can to stand out, to be different in any way possible. Sarah Lackland? You talk about how you strive to be as good as your dad but let’s get real, he was just as lackluster as you are. You want to call me just some random Anderson’s graduate? You want to look past me? Feel free to do so because then it’ll be just some random Anderson’s person that beat your ass. I’m sorry that I’m not acting out like some Amish teenager on Rumspringa? Still won’t get daddy to say he’s proud of you.
Kameron shrugs his large shoulders.
Kameron Young: So go ahead and take on whatever fucking bookings you want to take in any company that will fucking take you. It doesn’t mean shit to what happens in this company, in that ring tonight. Because tonight, whatever streak you think matters? Ends.
Kimi Young: Tonight I get the opportunity to step into the ring with the champ himself, now I could be a smart ass bitch like I usually am and stand here trying to run him down but the fact is, you gotta respect a man with a strong work ethic, so, Noah - here is how this is gonna go…
Kimi steps closer to the camera and smiles, running a hand through her bright orange hair she pauses for thought.
Kimi Young: We are going to put on one hell of a show for the fans here tonight and the ones watching at home, I am going to be grateful for the opportunity I have been afforded and learn at the feet, of the verifiable master… And then, I'm going to show you why you never, ever, underestimate… A Young.
SEGMENT
The scene cuts backstage to Liam and Sean Callaghan standing in front of a camera with serious looks on their faces. Sean speaks up first.
Sean Callaghan: So tonight we defend our F’n Awesome Tag Team Championships against the Laroux brothers, the reunited Cause and Effect. It's almost like this thing is a never ending story with these two.
Liam scoffs and shakes his head.
Liam Callaghan: Right? But here's the thing, there is an end to this story. It ends here and now, it ends tonight.
Sean nods in agreement.
Sean Callaghan: Fuck yeah it does. You see, Gabriel thinks Xavier is holding him down. So what do I see happening in this match? I see things going south for both of them. They're both selfish pieces of shit who let their egos get in their way of the bond that they used to have. But that brotherly bond?
Liam cuts Sean off.
Liam Callaghan: It’s something that Sean and I will always have. We have four other siblings but they don't share the bond Sean and I have together. Sean isn't just my brother, he's my best friend. He's also someone I've always looked up to but now?
Sean cuts Liam off this time.
Sean Callaghan: Now that we’re grown up and professional wrestlers, we see each other as equals and that's never going to change and that's why we’re going to win tonight and make all of Southie proud.
Liam Callaghan: We’re from Boston, baby, and you know what that means!
Sean Callaghan: It means title town! Which means these belts are staying with us. Count on it!
The scene fades out.
Singles Match
Sarah Lackland vs Kameron Young
At the sound of the bell, Lackland goes to lock up with Young who sidesteps her and takes her down with a rag doll throw, using his size advantage. He then slaps her on the back of the head for extra emphasis of his disrespect towards her.
The two then trade shots back and forth in the match with Lackland showing her surprising strength by taking Young off his feet a few times. Lackland then sets up for a big slam but Young slides away and levels her with a big lariat. He backs up again and drills her with the Avalanche Clothesline (Clothesline From Hell) and makes the pin.
Winner: Kameron Young
SEGMENT
Cecily Bell: Alexander Parker I know what you want to prove.
Cecily smiles as she looks at the camera. She was already in her wrestling gear. He hair was a bit of a mess as it flowed around her face making it like a picture frame. She took a deep breath as she started to pace around the room that she was in.
Cecily Bell: I've been where you are right now. Just stepping into a company and wanting to make a big name for yourself. Wanting to prove that yes, you might be a rookie but big things are about to come your way. I get it, because when I first started in this business that is what I wanted to do. I wanted to be a star that everyone talked about that no matter what I did I would be mentioned and you know what? That happened.
She smiles as she stops pacing around.
Cecily Bell: It happened because I worked my tail off to be that way. Then I stepped my foot into the FAW ring and albeit I left soon after, mostly because I had some personal things that I had to take care of and maybe that did derail my career a little bit. And maybe there is no going back from that mistake I made but in all honesty I had to leave. I had to try and find myself again. Funny thing is though when I did come back I was quickly thrust upon the Showcase title and I won it, then well I lost it, but right there became a problem.
She took a deep breath and then she smirked a bit.
Cecily Bell: I got questioned, I was told that I had lost a step and that I wasn't a big fish anymore, and right then and there I knew I had to change, I had to adapt. I had to become what I was before not some complacent little person but the cold-hearted bitch that I was when I first started, and that is what happened to Lex Collins and that is what will happen to you Alexander.
She closes her eyes and then opens them back up and looks deep into the camera.
Cecily Bell: You know how good I am, I have seen your tweets about me, and I know that you want to try your hardest to beat me and if you do it will put you right on the map, see you have nothing to lose, I do. I need this match because I want to keep the momentum I have, I took out Lex, and I showed people that I am not what they thought I was. I still have it and Alexander you are the next victim.
She laughs a bit as she winks to the camera and walks off.
SEGMENT
The announce team pauses as a siren is heard blaring loudly just outside the arena. The screen switches to a shot of a police van pulling up to the entrance. A pair of uniformed officers exit the van and walk to the back where they open the doors and a chorus of boos go up from the crowd as Kenzi Grey is helped out of the back. New FAW interviewer, Fiona Nelson runs over, microphone in hand.
Fiona Nelson: MS. GREY! We were informed that you were in police custody and would not be here tonight for your match! Can I ask…what happened?
Kenzi chuckles, but there is very little humor in her eyes.
Kenzi Grey: First things, congratulations on the new gig. It is a high honor to be handpicked by Zooey Anderson…you don’t want to let her down.
Fiona Nelson: I wouldn’t dream of it!
Kenzi gives her a nod and supportive, yet firm punch in the shoulder.
Kenzi Grey: GOOD! And next…
Kenzi pauses to gather herself.
Kenzi Grey: Apparently, Adam Sanders is so fucking afraid to face me that he thought he’d have me arrested on trumped up charges to keep me from coming to the arena and beating his ass black and blue tonight…FAT CHANCE! He’s not the only one around her with an attorney on retainer! The police took one look at my tweets and immediately let me go! Just to stay out of a malicious prosecution suit they gave me an escort to the arena tonight!
Fiona Nelson: So, you never threatened his manager?
Kenzi rolled her eyes at the allegation.
Kenzi Grey: Allow me to show you EXACTLY what I said!
Kenzi pulls out her phone and shows the tweets to the camera.
Kenzi Grey: After I beat Adam, you’re next!
Eddie Walker: Sweet! I’m not a competitor so that would make it assault.
Kenzi Grey: Hell! I even gave him a cute little emoji! He sent me a fake smiley face? WHO DOES THAT? What is he, 12?!! WHATEVER! No matter what he says, what I sent him is HARDLY a threat of assault! Eddie Walker has been harassing me for weeks…he obviously wants a match with me…so I gave him an open invite. For the record, that invite still stands!
Fiona Nelson: Well…from what I have heard, Eddie has pretty much called his entire client list and put a target on your back. That has to concern you!
Kenzi arches one of her eyebrows and smirked, pointedly.
Kenzi Grey: With the likes of Eddie ‘Chicken Shit’ Sanders as a client, you can color me unconcerned as FUCK!
She glared into the camera.
Kenzi Grey: Eddie, I can’t wait to see you in court, in the ring, or in a ring inside a court! You’re going to lose, either way! Oh, and Adam…I was content to have a bit of fun with you last week until your awkward emo ass started acting like a bitch! If my little jokes were really hurting you that badly, you could have personally asked me to stop and I would have! Instead, you and your team of spineless strategists decided that slapping a charge of threating assault against me would save you. Well…there’s damn sure going to be an assault tonight…but it won’t be against your pencil necked manager or your inept legal team…it’s gonna be against YOU!
Kenzi looked at Fiona.
Kenzi Grey: Now…if you’ll excuse me…I have a movie to promote…and then I have chicken to choke!
Kenzi stomped off in a huff, with a look of determination on her face.
Singles Match
Alexander Parker vs Cecily Bell
As the bell sounds Bell charges Parker and takes him down with a flying head scissors. She then keeps on the pressure with various hit and move strikes to keep the newcomer off balance. Bell then tries various hold and locks to keep the youngster down but Parker’s strength allows him to overcome the holds and get back to his feet.
Alexander Parker is able to then toss Bell a few times with various suplexes and almost gets a three count with a huge powerbomb but Cecily just kicks out before the three. Parker shows his inexperience by talking it over with the official and end up taking “High Heels" (Eatdafeet) from Bell for win.
Winner: Cecily Bell
After the match, Parker gets to his feet visibly upset but extends a hand to Bell who shakes it in a sign of respect.
SEGMENT
Voice: Okay. No Eddie to give me a pep talk. I am by myself. No one here in my corner.
The trembling, nervous voice of Adam Sanders is audible by a camera team that the young wrestler has yet to notice. He stares at himself in a mirror, attempting to give himself a pep talk.
Adam Sanders: I can’t let them win. I can’t let them win. I. Can’t. Let. Them. Win.
The awkward wrestler tries to make a confident face before sighing. The corner of his eyes notices the camera in the reflection.
Adam Sanders: Been there long?
A barely audible voice says not too long.
Adam Sanders: Is this something normal? For me to feel like I’ve come to a point where I’m not even sure if I belong here anymore? I had a fifty percent batting average at #FSociety, sure. But I have lost all four of my matches since I came here to FAW. And now I let Kenzi Grey, someone who I let talk me into being in one of her films, bully me into thinking that maybe I’m not cut out for this line of work.
Silence for a few moments.
Adam Sanders: I don’t really have a choice in the matter, I guess. I can’t really afford to lose this one right here. In a way, I guess my career is on the line. Maybe this is a sign. Maybe I’m not meant to be a wrestler. I got a master’s degree in telecommunication. Maybe I should be doing something with that instead of trying to chase some stupid dream I got all because I watched all those EXODUS Pro shows from the Section B. I don’t even have my manager here tonight.
The sound of a door opening can be heard as Adam keeps talking.
Adam Sanders: At least when he was here, I had someone giving me a pep talk to try to make sure I had some faith in myself to go out there and do my best to try to get a win. As much as I may come off as an introverted person who almost seems antisocial, I’m not exactly sure how to go about doing this alone.
An arm comes on camera and tosses a black t-shirt towards Adam, who catches it. It takes him a second to look up and see who the person was, but the sound of the door closing preceded him looking up. He looks closer at the shirt for a moment. The same inaudible voice asks what is that in his hands.
Adam Sanders: I think it’s my pep talk…
Sanders drops the shirt after looking directly at it for a few more moments. He stands up and walks off camera. The crew starts to creep up closer at the black t-shirt. There was only one word on it in a light blue font.
#Believe
SEGMENT
The towering screen over the entranceway blazes to life as Kenzi Grey appeared, fresh out of jail and dressed for her match. The Red Queen stands beside her, a look of relief on her regal face.
Kenzi Grey: Good evening fans! Despite the efforts of some very petty and jealous people within our industry, I managed to be here tonight to bring to you an exclusive first look at a film written by Cass Baumer, and produced and directed by me. Ladies and gentlemen, I present a scene from “Silent, but Deadly” featuring me, Ryan Callaghan, and Gavin Grimes…I hope you enjoy it…
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The rumble of the black Firebird T-top echoed through the woods as its headlights slashed through the night and fell on a dark cabin in the middle of nowhere. The car idled to a stop and the lights cut off, casting the lone structure back into a shroud of darkness. In the driver’s seat, a handsome blonde jock looked around for any sign of anyone else in the area. He chuckled and gave a shake of his head.
“Dude! There isn't anyone within miles of this place! Are you sure the party is supposed to be up here? The text said this was the address for the party, right? This place is dark as fuck…I didn’t see anyone else driving up this way.”
The young girl in the passenger seat gave a hard sigh as she cast a disgusted look in his direction. She obviously had other things on her mind besides the impending arrival of the rest of their friends. Narrowing her eyes, she leveled him with a venomous retort.
“Jesus FUCKING Christ! Seriously, I would have stayed with Ashton if I knew you were such a goddamn pussy!
The jock snatched the lit cigarette from her hand and threw it out as he rolled up the windows and locked the doors. She smirked at him, daring him to go further. He grabbed her by her throat, choking her as he pulled her in and smashed his lips against hers, ramming his tongue down her throat. This was a power game the two had played before, with her as the antagonist...pushing him to higher and higher levels of aggression that she desired. He shoved her back, knocking her against the door as he glared at her.
“You think that fucking ass clown has anything on me? That’s why you dumped his stupid ass in the first place Babe!
The girl grinned at him, licking her lips and looking him up and down. She took off her jacket and unbuttoned her shirt as she leaned back and beckoned him over. The jock looked around, concern evident on his face.
“What if someone comes?”
“If it’s me…don’t worry about it, if it’s you…just pull out!”
She grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him furiously as she worked to unbuckle his pants. He pulled off his shirt and grinned as the girl worked at his zipper…
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Outside the car, a stranger approaches in the darkness dressed in black. The gleam of the moonlight glints off a long blade in the stranger's hand. The person in black comes to a stop at the passenger side of the car as it rocks back and forth and hands struggle for purchase against the foggy window; the obvious sounds of furious sex coming from inside. A gloved hand reaches for the door handle and yanks it open. The girl spills half way out of the car, hanging upside down as her head hits the ground, dazing her. The jock’s eyes go wide as he comes face to face with the stranger, a man with his face painted stark white with a single black tear drop, like a mime.
“What the fuck bro?”
The mime spoke not a word as his gloved hand tightened around ominous blade in his hand. Quick and unrelenting, the silent man lashed out with his blade and blood splattered the seat of the car as a scream echoed through the woods. A bright red gash appeared on the side of the jock’s face. He continued to scream, grasping at his ruined face as he scrambled back over the to the driver’s side. The mime turned his attention to the girl as she slowly came to. She blinked as she tried to clear her vision, staring upside down and into the face of the knife welding mime as he knelt down beside side her.
“Ash…?"
The car’s engine roared to life and the car took off as the girl screamed, her head dragging against the ground.
“STOP THE CAR!! STOP THE FUCKING CAR!! OH MY GO...”
Her screams are abruptly cut off as the car door swings open, then hits the side of a tree and slams shut, tearing the girl in half as the car speeds off, fishtailing wildly into the night. The body twitches in the darkness as the mime walks over to the mangled body of the girl, her entrails pulled out along the dusty road. She coughs and dark red blood erupts like a fount as she breathes her last breath. The knife falls from his hand as he takes off his gloves and goes down to his knees, no words escape him as his body quakes cradling the bloody mangled remains of the girl in the darkened roadway…
SILENT, BUT DEADLY
In theaters July 28, 2017
Rated R
Singles Match
Kenzi Grey vs Adam Sanders
Adam came to the ring riding a wave of cheers from the Vegas crowd as Kenzi emerged to a chorus of boos and jeers. The Hollywood star didn’t seem her usual jovial self, extremely angry over her incarceration after Adam’s manager, Eddie Walker pressed charges of attempted assault against her. Kenzi charged right up to Adam, screaming at him over the arrest as Adam backed off, insisting he had nothing to do with it and she had started everything by calling him a ‘woman beater.’
The referee called for the bell to start the match and Kenzi immediately put her hands behind her back and screamed for him to hit her and prove that she was right about him enjoying beating women. Adam refused to take the bait and insisted on a tie up to start the match. The fans grew restless and impatient as the two danced around each other, Adam holding up his hands for a tie up and Kenzi sticking out her chin for him to hit her first.
The fans all booed this ridiculous situation until Adam broke the stalemate with a brilliant school boy that caught Kenzi off guard and earned him a 2 count. Kenzi sprang to her feet, incensed, and Adam rolled her up again, once more earning a two count. Kenzi rolled out of the ring, kicking the announce table in frustration until Sarah Lacklan came over to calm her down and strategize as the referee counted. Adam looked around nervously as the duo known as ‘Team Kickass’ eyed him from ringside.
Kenzi reentered the ring and again put her hands behind her back. Sarah got up on the ring apron, daring him to hit her and prove himself a woman beater, but this drew the attention of the referee. Kenzi immediately kicked Adam in the crotch, not once, but twice and spiked him into the mat with her ‘Blockbuster’ Head Scissor DDT. The fans booed loudly as Kenzi pinned him just as the referee turned and counted to three. Kenzi and Sarah stalked ‘The Most Awkward Man in Wrestling’ as he recovered, then blasted him with their “Falcon Punch” double knockout.
Security came to the ring as the two looked to exact even more revenge for the arrest. Team Kickass was dragged away amidst a hail of boos for the team.
Winner: Kenzi Grey
SEGMENT
The camera cuts to backstage area where new FAW Interviewer, Fiona Nelson is standing by in a tight red dress, black heels and hair in flowing curls. She has a smile on her face as she raises the microphone to her lips.
Fiona Nelson: Hello FAW fans, please help me welcome at this time, the newly signed and victorious, Rafael Cruz!
Rafael walks into the scene, he is freshly showered with his hair slicked back and a smile on his face. He is in pressed dark blue jeans and a black shirt that reads “Your Girlfriend’s Favorite Wrestler”. He stands close to Fiona and leans in toward her microphone.
Rafael Cruz: Thank you for having me, Miss Nelson. You look extremely sexy this evening.
Fiona blushes slightly and shakes her head with a small laugh.
Fiona Nelson: Rafi… be professional!
He gives her a slight smirk to go with the arch of his brow.
Rafael Cruz: Apologies then, I am just a bit buzzing after showing the world the Rafi Cruz IS fucking awesome.
Fiona Nelson: Quite an impressive debut tonight! What's next for THE Rafi Cruz?
He runs his thumb across his chin and smiles.
Rafael Cruz: You want me to call my shot? Maybe ask for a championship match out the gate? Nah, I'm happy to knock them down as the suits line them up. Championships will comes, big names will fall… Such is the life of Rafi.
Fiona smiles and stares at Rafi for a long moment before seeming to remember where she is, shaking her head quickly.
Fiona Nelson: Do you have anything to say to the fans watching at home?
He playfully winks at Fiona before looking to the camera.
Rafael Cruz: Tonight you all got a small sampling of what I will bring to the FAW ring. If you thought I was fucking awesome… Just watch when I get some real competition.
Fiona Nelson: Thanks for your time and congrats again on your debut!
He smirks at her again before leaning in and kissing her softly on the cheek. He turns to leave but gives her a quick pat on the ass before taking off down the hall. Fiona Nelson’s face gets bright red before the camera cuts away.
SEGMENT
The scene opens to show a young blond man standing with a smile. He still has on street clothes but has a paper in his hand.
Michael Callaghan: Hello world of Fucking Awesome, you don’t know me yet, but I am sure you know my family. The Callaghan’s are a notorious bunch with my younger brothers Liam and Sean as the tag team champions here or my older brothers Ryan and well… I guess his name is Taco now? But they are killing it in Proving Grounds. But me? I didn’t grown up with Pops so I’m s different kind of Callaghan.
He rubs his chin a bit and smiles.
Michael Callaghan: Now, I could tell you all how I am different than my brothers who came before me… Or I could take this paper right here… Which is my bright shiny new contract and show it all to you next Delirium.
He shakes his head and smiles.
Michael Callaghan: Five Callaghan’s in pro wrestling? There goes the neighborhood…
He laughs a bit and walks off with contract in hand.
Singles Match
Noah Nakamura vs Kimi Young
As the match starts, Young and Nakamura circle each other up, trying to feel out the other. That's when Noah connects with his hard kicks, staggering Kimi. She is able to battle back and nails Nakamura with a superkick that drops him but only manages a two count.
Kimi shows to be a strong competitor as she keeps up with Nakamura’s speed and most of his agility. But the educated kicks of Nakamura prove to be the difference as he hits a high kicks off Kimi’s skull and then plants her with The Nakamura Special (Front Flip DDT) for the win.
Winner: Noah Nakamura
SEGMENT
The scene cuts backstage to Jade sitting down on a steel chair, taping up her wrists and hands in preparation for her upcoming match. She looks up into the camera and it's clear she's in another mode currently.
Jade Night: Tonight I go up against my number one doubter. She's also the number one contender and she believes that I don't belong here… She believes she has nothing left to prove in this match either. Maybe she's right.
Jade shrugs.
Jade Night: But the fact remains that Melissa Reeves hasn't beaten me and she also hasn't fought someone like me. I'm a veteran of 12 years. I've been doing this since 2004, since I was barely an adult. All I know is this business. I proved that I'm capable by beating Julian Savell and then taking Gabriel Laroux to the limit. So Mel, go ahead and keep on questioning if I belong.
Jade finishes taping her hands and she stands up and steps towards the camera.
Jade Night: It’s going to be your downfall. Because before there was Chris Night? There was Jade Night. You all know Chris as some legend but guess what? I taught him everything he knows and it's because of me he became a wrestler. That being said, Chris and I? We’re different in that ring. While Chris wants to put on a show… I want to hurt and maim whoever gets in my way.
Jade lets out a laugh and points at the camera.
Jade Night: And Melissa? It's you that's in my way right now. It's you who I want to prove wrong… It’s you who I want to hurt and tear apart.
Jade smirks and waves a finger.
Jade Night: You've made a fatal mistake by doubting me and tonight? Tonight I prove that you're nowhere near my level. Tonight I prove that I'm the real number one contender.
She walks away and the scene fades out.
FAW Tag Team Championship
Pride of Southie © vs Cause and Effect
The cohesiveness of Cause and Effect was questioned by everyone but as Gabriel and Liam started things off, the older set of brothers soon took control. After some fast paced back and forth, both teams really showing why they could say they’re as good as they are, The Pride of Southie took control, singling out Gabriel. When Sean hit Gabriel with The Revolution it looked like the brothers Callaghan would get their first defense until Xavier broke up the pin.
A brawl between the two teams ensued and by time the official got things under control, Gabriel and Sean struggled to get to their respective corners to make the tag. Sean dove and slapped the hand of Liam and Gabriel did the same, only for Xavier to drop off of the apron. That oh so arrogant smirk shined bright as he held his arms out.
By time Gabriel realized he had been abandoned, he turned around right into that devastating tandem finisher: Tom Brady is GOAT! And with that, The Pride of Southie got that first defense in the books!
Winners: Pride of Southie
SEGMENT
As The Callaghans celebrated, Xavier Laroux slid back into the ring, a microphone clutched in his right hand, paying them no mind as he laid, on his side, next to his fallen brother. His free hand propping his head up, Xavier laid there, looking at Gabriel as he shook his head back and forth slowly.
Xavier Laroux: I told you Gabe, I ain’t even gotta lay a finger on you to make you regret ever laying that title down at my feet.
Rolling back up to a standing position, Xavier’s smirk slowly faded, a different, much more serious expression taking over his features.
Xavier Laroux: That’s the fuckin problem as of late. People like my own brother here..people like Lennox Daniels..
The mere mention of the name had Laroux’s face showing disgust, as if just saying that name left a bad taste in his mouth.
Xavier Laroux: It’s like they don’t get it..when I say I’m gonna do somethin..I do it. Look at Gabe here, he ditched me and told a few secrets bout me and look at what I’ve done to him. I embarrassed, humiliated, and greatly outshined him over in Spirit and Pride without even laying a finger on him. And Lennox..
That disgust returning to his features, his face twisting into a scowl as he went on.
Xavier Laroux: She didn’t believe me. I tried to tell her time and time again..I’m not the one to push to that limit. But after what I did at the Proving Grounds Wrestling show? I made it look easy. She prides herself on bein on another level when it comes to this kinda thing. But look how simple she made it. It was like..the possibility never entered her mind. But now she sees how serious I am.. And soon?
His scowl fading, that smirk, dripping with arrogance, grew back out across his features.
Xavier Laroux: She’ll see that that was just the beginning.
Dropping that microphone, Xavier rolled back out of the ring, making his way back up the ramp before disappearing to the back.
SEGMENT
We cut to the back where FAW newcomer, Alexander Parker is shaking his head, obviously disappointed with his debut loss.
Alexander Parker: Tonight I didn't get the job done. It just shows how much more work I need to do to make it here in FAW. I will say that I loved how great the crowd was out there and how amazing it was to share the ring with someone the level of Cece Bell. She truly is a class act.
He shakes his head again.
Alexander Parker: Sorry, I'm still just down about not getting that win. It's going to drive me to be better next time, to train harder next time. And Cece? Thank you for being a person of your word and shaking my hand post match. Tons of respect for you and your skills. This sport needs more respect and great wrestlers like her.
Alexander runs his hand through his hair and lightly smiles.
Alexander Parker: Back to training!
In theaters July 28, 2017
Rated R
Singles Match
Kenzi Grey vs Adam Sanders
Adam came to the ring riding a wave of cheers from the Vegas crowd as Kenzi emerged to a chorus of boos and jeers. The Hollywood star didn’t seem her usual jovial self, extremely angry over her incarceration after Adam’s manager, Eddie Walker pressed charges of attempted assault against her. Kenzi charged right up to Adam, screaming at him over the arrest as Adam backed off, insisting he had nothing to do with it and she had started everything by calling him a ‘woman beater.’
The referee called for the bell to start the match and Kenzi immediately put her hands behind her back and screamed for him to hit her and prove that she was right about him enjoying beating women. Adam refused to take the bait and insisted on a tie up to start the match. The fans grew restless and impatient as the two danced around each other, Adam holding up his hands for a tie up and Kenzi sticking out her chin for him to hit her first.
The fans all booed this ridiculous situation until Adam broke the stalemate with a brilliant school boy that caught Kenzi off guard and earned him a 2 count. Kenzi sprang to her feet, incensed, and Adam rolled her up again, once more earning a two count. Kenzi rolled out of the ring, kicking the announce table in frustration until Sarah Lacklan came over to calm her down and strategize as the referee counted. Adam looked around nervously as the duo known as ‘Team Kickass’ eyed him from ringside.
Kenzi reentered the ring and again put her hands behind her back. Sarah got up on the ring apron, daring him to hit her and prove himself a woman beater, but this drew the attention of the referee. Kenzi immediately kicked Adam in the crotch, not once, but twice and spiked him into the mat with her ‘Blockbuster’ Head Scissor DDT. The fans booed loudly as Kenzi pinned him just as the referee turned and counted to three. Kenzi and Sarah stalked ‘The Most Awkward Man in Wrestling’ as he recovered, then blasted him with their “Falcon Punch” double knockout.
Security came to the ring as the two looked to exact even more revenge for the arrest. Team Kickass was dragged away amidst a hail of boos for the team.
Winner: Kenzi Grey
SEGMENT
The camera cuts to backstage area where new FAW Interviewer, Fiona Nelson is standing by in a tight red dress, black heels and hair in flowing curls. She has a smile on her face as she raises the microphone to her lips.
Fiona Nelson: Hello FAW fans, please help me welcome at this time, the newly signed and victorious, Rafael Cruz!
Rafael walks into the scene, he is freshly showered with his hair slicked back and a smile on his face. He is in pressed dark blue jeans and a black shirt that reads “Your Girlfriend’s Favorite Wrestler”. He stands close to Fiona and leans in toward her microphone.
Rafael Cruz: Thank you for having me, Miss Nelson. You look extremely sexy this evening.
Fiona blushes slightly and shakes her head with a small laugh.
Fiona Nelson: Rafi… be professional!
He gives her a slight smirk to go with the arch of his brow.
Rafael Cruz: Apologies then, I am just a bit buzzing after showing the world the Rafi Cruz IS fucking awesome.
Fiona Nelson: Quite an impressive debut tonight! What's next for THE Rafi Cruz?
He runs his thumb across his chin and smiles.
Rafael Cruz: You want me to call my shot? Maybe ask for a championship match out the gate? Nah, I'm happy to knock them down as the suits line them up. Championships will comes, big names will fall… Such is the life of Rafi.
Fiona smiles and stares at Rafi for a long moment before seeming to remember where she is, shaking her head quickly.
Fiona Nelson: Do you have anything to say to the fans watching at home?
He playfully winks at Fiona before looking to the camera.
Rafael Cruz: Tonight you all got a small sampling of what I will bring to the FAW ring. If you thought I was fucking awesome… Just watch when I get some real competition.
Fiona Nelson: Thanks for your time and congrats again on your debut!
He smirks at her again before leaning in and kissing her softly on the cheek. He turns to leave but gives her a quick pat on the ass before taking off down the hall. Fiona Nelson’s face gets bright red before the camera cuts away.
SEGMENT
The scene opens to show a young blond man standing with a smile. He still has on street clothes but has a paper in his hand.
Michael Callaghan: Hello world of Fucking Awesome, you don’t know me yet, but I am sure you know my family. The Callaghan’s are a notorious bunch with my younger brothers Liam and Sean as the tag team champions here or my older brothers Ryan and well… I guess his name is Taco now? But they are killing it in Proving Grounds. But me? I didn’t grown up with Pops so I’m s different kind of Callaghan.
He rubs his chin a bit and smiles.
Michael Callaghan: Now, I could tell you all how I am different than my brothers who came before me… Or I could take this paper right here… Which is my bright shiny new contract and show it all to you next Delirium.
He shakes his head and smiles.
Michael Callaghan: Five Callaghan’s in pro wrestling? There goes the neighborhood…
He laughs a bit and walks off with contract in hand.
Singles Match
Noah Nakamura vs Kimi Young
As the match starts, Young and Nakamura circle each other up, trying to feel out the other. That's when Noah connects with his hard kicks, staggering Kimi. She is able to battle back and nails Nakamura with a superkick that drops him but only manages a two count.
Kimi shows to be a strong competitor as she keeps up with Nakamura’s speed and most of his agility. But the educated kicks of Nakamura prove to be the difference as he hits a high kicks off Kimi’s skull and then plants her with The Nakamura Special (Front Flip DDT) for the win.
Winner: Noah Nakamura
SEGMENT
The scene cuts backstage to Jade sitting down on a steel chair, taping up her wrists and hands in preparation for her upcoming match. She looks up into the camera and it's clear she's in another mode currently.
Jade Night: Tonight I go up against my number one doubter. She's also the number one contender and she believes that I don't belong here… She believes she has nothing left to prove in this match either. Maybe she's right.
Jade shrugs.
Jade Night: But the fact remains that Melissa Reeves hasn't beaten me and she also hasn't fought someone like me. I'm a veteran of 12 years. I've been doing this since 2004, since I was barely an adult. All I know is this business. I proved that I'm capable by beating Julian Savell and then taking Gabriel Laroux to the limit. So Mel, go ahead and keep on questioning if I belong.
Jade finishes taping her hands and she stands up and steps towards the camera.
Jade Night: It’s going to be your downfall. Because before there was Chris Night? There was Jade Night. You all know Chris as some legend but guess what? I taught him everything he knows and it's because of me he became a wrestler. That being said, Chris and I? We’re different in that ring. While Chris wants to put on a show… I want to hurt and maim whoever gets in my way.
Jade lets out a laugh and points at the camera.
Jade Night: And Melissa? It's you that's in my way right now. It's you who I want to prove wrong… It’s you who I want to hurt and tear apart.
Jade smirks and waves a finger.
Jade Night: You've made a fatal mistake by doubting me and tonight? Tonight I prove that you're nowhere near my level. Tonight I prove that I'm the real number one contender.
She walks away and the scene fades out.
FAW Tag Team Championship
Pride of Southie © vs Cause and Effect
The cohesiveness of Cause and Effect was questioned by everyone but as Gabriel and Liam started things off, the older set of brothers soon took control. After some fast paced back and forth, both teams really showing why they could say they’re as good as they are, The Pride of Southie took control, singling out Gabriel. When Sean hit Gabriel with The Revolution it looked like the brothers Callaghan would get their first defense until Xavier broke up the pin.
A brawl between the two teams ensued and by time the official got things under control, Gabriel and Sean struggled to get to their respective corners to make the tag. Sean dove and slapped the hand of Liam and Gabriel did the same, only for Xavier to drop off of the apron. That oh so arrogant smirk shined bright as he held his arms out.
By time Gabriel realized he had been abandoned, he turned around right into that devastating tandem finisher: Tom Brady is GOAT! And with that, The Pride of Southie got that first defense in the books!
Winners: Pride of Southie
SEGMENT
As The Callaghans celebrated, Xavier Laroux slid back into the ring, a microphone clutched in his right hand, paying them no mind as he laid, on his side, next to his fallen brother. His free hand propping his head up, Xavier laid there, looking at Gabriel as he shook his head back and forth slowly.
Xavier Laroux: I told you Gabe, I ain’t even gotta lay a finger on you to make you regret ever laying that title down at my feet.
Rolling back up to a standing position, Xavier’s smirk slowly faded, a different, much more serious expression taking over his features.
Xavier Laroux: That’s the fuckin problem as of late. People like my own brother here..people like Lennox Daniels..
The mere mention of the name had Laroux’s face showing disgust, as if just saying that name left a bad taste in his mouth.
Xavier Laroux: It’s like they don’t get it..when I say I’m gonna do somethin..I do it. Look at Gabe here, he ditched me and told a few secrets bout me and look at what I’ve done to him. I embarrassed, humiliated, and greatly outshined him over in Spirit and Pride without even laying a finger on him. And Lennox..
That disgust returning to his features, his face twisting into a scowl as he went on.
Xavier Laroux: She didn’t believe me. I tried to tell her time and time again..I’m not the one to push to that limit. But after what I did at the Proving Grounds Wrestling show? I made it look easy. She prides herself on bein on another level when it comes to this kinda thing. But look how simple she made it. It was like..the possibility never entered her mind. But now she sees how serious I am.. And soon?
His scowl fading, that smirk, dripping with arrogance, grew back out across his features.
Xavier Laroux: She’ll see that that was just the beginning.
Dropping that microphone, Xavier rolled back out of the ring, making his way back up the ramp before disappearing to the back.
SEGMENT
We cut to the back where FAW newcomer, Alexander Parker is shaking his head, obviously disappointed with his debut loss.
Alexander Parker: Tonight I didn't get the job done. It just shows how much more work I need to do to make it here in FAW. I will say that I loved how great the crowd was out there and how amazing it was to share the ring with someone the level of Cece Bell. She truly is a class act.
He shakes his head again.
Alexander Parker: Sorry, I'm still just down about not getting that win. It's going to drive me to be better next time, to train harder next time. And Cece? Thank you for being a person of your word and shaking my hand post match. Tons of respect for you and your skills. This sport needs more respect and great wrestlers like her.
Alexander runs his hand through his hair and lightly smiles.
Alexander Parker: Back to training!
Main Event
Last Woman Standing Match
Special Guest Referee: Noah Nakamura
Jade Night vs Melissa Reeves
The crowd cheered wildly in anticipation of the bout that they were about to witness. Night and Reeves made a beeline towards each other as the bell rang. The action started off with both competitors hammering with other with stiff punches. Night began to get the advantage, but she was stopped in her tracks when Reeves drilled her with a wicked forearm. With the momentum in her favor, Reeves hit her opponent with two hard slaps, a kick to the left quad, followed by a high roundhouse. Night attempted to get her arms and hands up to block the strike, but she still caught most of the blow. Disorientated a bit, Night hit the mat. Reeves backed away as Nakamura administered a ten count, which was interrupted at “five” when Night made it back to her feet.
Reeves rushed and clocked Night with a couple of forearms before throwing out a spinning heel kick. Night ducked under the move at the last moment; she then pivoted and drove shoulder into Reeves’ quad as completed an impressive chop block. From there, Night kept her opponent grounded with stomps and submissions moves to that leg. After releasing a hold, Night ran and nailed Reeves’ leg with a shooting star press. Not letting up, Night grabbed Reeves’ by the leg and drug her to the corner. Night rolled underneath the bottom rope, took Reeves’ leg, and then tossed it against the steel post. Reeves grabbed her leg as Nakamura administered his count. As he counted to “seven,” Reeves made it to her feet by using the ropes
Night maintained control of the match for a little bit before she went for her handspring Nightmare Cutter. However, Reeves was able to turn the tide as she blasted her opponent in the face (with her good leg) just as Night was coming back down from her handspring. Night rolled out of the ring to try and catch her breath, but Reeves rolled out onto the ring apron as she rubbed her leg. As Night turned back around, she got blasted with a diving knee to the face. Nakamura exited the ring to check on both wrestlers on the ground before he began to count. Said count was broken up at eight.
The two competitors brawled on the outside a bit. Both were evenly matched until Night drove her fingers into Reeves’ eyes. Reeves fell to her knees as the crowd began to boo. Night taunted the crowd just a bit—she then turned around just in time to see a steel chair flying at her face. Night dropped to the floor as a result of the chair shot; Reeves then pounced on her and peppered her with punches. The two fought on the ground a bit more before Night punched Reeves straight the face. Night stomped on that leg a couple of times before she violently kicked her opponent in the head. Night then reached under the ring and grabbed a table. After setting up the table, Night retrieved the steel chair and smacked Reeves a few times before she set her on top of it. Night then rolled into the ring and climbed the nearest corner. After spotting up, Night dove off the top rope with her Jaded Nightmares five-star frog splash.
At the last possible second, Reeves was able to roll off of the table. Night came down hard and crashed through the table. With both competitors of the ground, Nakamura began to count. Both were down and unmoving. When his count reached “ten,” he singled for the bell and declared the match a draw.
Winner: No Contest
Reeves rushed and clocked Night with a couple of forearms before throwing out a spinning heel kick. Night ducked under the move at the last moment; she then pivoted and drove shoulder into Reeves’ quad as completed an impressive chop block. From there, Night kept her opponent grounded with stomps and submissions moves to that leg. After releasing a hold, Night ran and nailed Reeves’ leg with a shooting star press. Not letting up, Night grabbed Reeves’ by the leg and drug her to the corner. Night rolled underneath the bottom rope, took Reeves’ leg, and then tossed it against the steel post. Reeves grabbed her leg as Nakamura administered his count. As he counted to “seven,” Reeves made it to her feet by using the ropes
Night maintained control of the match for a little bit before she went for her handspring Nightmare Cutter. However, Reeves was able to turn the tide as she blasted her opponent in the face (with her good leg) just as Night was coming back down from her handspring. Night rolled out of the ring to try and catch her breath, but Reeves rolled out onto the ring apron as she rubbed her leg. As Night turned back around, she got blasted with a diving knee to the face. Nakamura exited the ring to check on both wrestlers on the ground before he began to count. Said count was broken up at eight.
The two competitors brawled on the outside a bit. Both were evenly matched until Night drove her fingers into Reeves’ eyes. Reeves fell to her knees as the crowd began to boo. Night taunted the crowd just a bit—she then turned around just in time to see a steel chair flying at her face. Night dropped to the floor as a result of the chair shot; Reeves then pounced on her and peppered her with punches. The two fought on the ground a bit more before Night punched Reeves straight the face. Night stomped on that leg a couple of times before she violently kicked her opponent in the head. Night then reached under the ring and grabbed a table. After setting up the table, Night retrieved the steel chair and smacked Reeves a few times before she set her on top of it. Night then rolled into the ring and climbed the nearest corner. After spotting up, Night dove off the top rope with her Jaded Nightmares five-star frog splash.
At the last possible second, Reeves was able to roll off of the table. Night came down hard and crashed through the table. With both competitors of the ground, Nakamura began to count. Both were down and unmoving. When his count reached “ten,” he singled for the bell and declared the match a draw.
Winner: No Contest