Post by Henry Saxon on Jan 18, 2018 4:30:22 GMT -6
Live from the TD Garden, Boston, MA
January 17, 2018
Get Down by Nas starts to play on the PA System… We see Showdown GM Ernest Jackson on his way down the ramp way.
Ernest: Welcome everybody to honor wrestling’s Showdown show. We all understand that in our line of work matches are subject to change without notice it is the number one rule in this company. We started with eight matches being on the card but unfortunately due to weather and flights being cancelled two of tonight's matches are being rescheduled for another night.
The crowd boos
Ernest: To make up for not being able to provide you with the eight matches as advertised we will try are best to make up for that some way somehow.
The crowd cheers on as the Honortorn turns on. The crowd as well as Ernest Jackson look on as a black limo pulls up with the plates saying Saxon. The limo parks, we see Honor Owner Henry Saxon, getting out the limo, making his 2nd ever appearance on TV. The crowd breaks out onto a chant.
Crowd: Someone fucked up! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Someone fucked up! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Someone fucked up! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.*
We see another pair of legs step out the limo as the crowd stops there chanting… We see SCW’s own Ms. Sin City Jesse Salco. Jessie comes out the limo as the crowd bursts into a loud pop as they now breakout into two chants.
Crowd: Holy Shit!!! Ms. Sin City!!! Holy Shit!!! Ms. Sin City!!! Holy Shit!!! Ms. Sin City!!!
Jesse Slaco and Henry Saxon make their way down a hallway. Everyone stops what they are doing as everyone seems to be in all at the appearance of SCW icon.
Henry points down the hallway as Jesse Salco nods and walks down the hall, Henry walks a different hallway that leads towards ringside.
To be where there's life by Oasis starts to play… We see the owner Henry Saxon make his way to ringside as the crowd chants.
Crowd: Someone fucked up! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Someone fucked up! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Someone fucked up! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.*
Henry gets in the ring as he and Ernest shake hands before being given a microphone.
Henry: Hello Boston!!!
The crowd give Henry a cheap pop.
Henry: So we had a decent year for year one as the owner of Honor, not as great as I had wanted, but not bad either. 2018 hopes to be a lot better as we already have…
Broken Dreams by Shaman's Harvest starts to play as Winter makes her way out to ringside with a microphone on hand.
Winter slowly makes her way down the ring walking to the beat… She slides in the ring as she gets a mix reaction.
Winter: Mr. Jackson, guess what?
Ernest: What is it Winter?
Winter: Tonight I will make your Honor Champion Mercedes Vargas tap out, then I will face her for the Honor title and take that away from her.
Ernest: I never agreed to such thing.
Winter: I give no shit what you agree to or not. I don’t need your approval for anything.
Ernest: Excuse me?
Winter: Yes, please excuse yourself as I talk to Mr. Saxon, the person with all the say so as he will grant me my request.
Ernest: Look you gonna show me some respect…
Henry: I will handle this Ernest. So Steph…
Winter: Wow, wow, wow fucker, my name in Winter you F(BEEP)
The crowd looks stunned as Henry shakes his head.
Henry: Tell you what, you said you will make Mercedes tapout, you said in on air when you aired your promo as well. Sounds like your heart is set to make Mercedes tap out. So if you want a shot then you got it… Under two conditions the first one is you make her Tapout like you said you can. The second condition is you have to get Mercedes to agree to the stipulation so good luck with that Winter!
Opening Match
Missy: This opening match is set for one fall!
[Lights go out as Dot your Eyes by Five Finger Death Punch rocks the arena; the fans start to mark out. Few minutes later we see a man walking out with a hood over his head and once the music plays more. He flings his head up and extends his arms as he smirks.]
Missy: First on the way to the ring from Detroit, MI... The Legacy Champion... Travis Blake!!!
Bring it!
My life is perfect, so you believe
Are you that stupid 'cause I strongly disagree
I'm not a martyr, more like a thief
Your rules are twisted and they don't affect me
You saw me comin', so why you runnin'
What's the matter? Its just little old me
I know your kind, you're fuckin´blind
I give a shit, don't give a shit about anything
There ain't nothin' in this world for free
There's not a man, not a man I believe
Give a rat's ass what you think about me
I'll dot your I's and cross your fuckin t's (Bring it!)
[Travis continues to walk down the ramp as the pyro goes off from the top of the ramp and on the sides as Travis flings his head back and walks down the ramp.]
You're just a trend, it's gotta end
I stand in place while you mother fuckers bend
You own a clock? Your time is up
You bottom feeders it's just time to give up
Ready to throw down, this is a showdown
You get…
[Travis hops onto steel steps and stays there as the crowd chanted, Holy shit, Holy shit. Travis soon entered the ring and flings against the side ropes extending his arms in the air as a huge set of pyro goes off. While he waits for his opponent to show, the music plays its final verse while Travis smirks.]
Missy: And his opponent!!!
The Time Is Now by John Cena ft Trademarc tarts to play…
Missy: From Boston Massachusetts… he is big Match John… John Blade!
John Runs out to the ring and slides in as the fans pop loudly for him.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Lauren: John Blade plays up to his hometown crowd, smacking at his chest as he taunts Travis Blake at the same time. The crowd is going nuts as Blake and Blade circle around one another. Blake slides his hand out to catch Blade, but Blade side steps it. Blade turns it around on Travis, but Travis slaps his hand away. The crowd boos at Travis in support of John.
Oscar: And the distraction was just what John was looking for as he lunges in and ties up with John. The crowd cheers as John drives Travis toward the ropes. Travis pushes back at John, but the power is overbearing. He grabs Travis in a Half Nelson hold and lifts him up for a slam. As he connects with the mat, John leaps up and bounces around the ring with his signature swagger,
Lauren: He turns around and drops down onto Travis with an Axe Handle Smash to the gut of Travis. He drops down over Travis for the pin.
1!
2!Kickout!
Lauren: Travis gets out just after two. Hometown boy has the crowd going wild. He picks Travis up from the mat and hits him with a series of jabs, punches, and, oh, here’s a European Uppercut. Travis bounces off of the ropes from the force of the move.
Oscar: John Blade is trying to get the champ up on his shoulders for the Razor Blade! Oh, but Travis slides out from John’s grip and spins around for a Discus Clothesline from Hell. He growls out loud as he is worked up. He picks John Blade up from the mat and hits a Side Headlock Takeover, holding it on as he pushes the crowd out of his head. He grinds his arm into John’s throat, cutting off his air supply as the referee checks on John.
Lauren: John fights it, but he starts to fade a little. The referee checks his arm. It falls once. It falls twice. And it falls a thirrrr….wait! John Blade fights back hard! He gets back up to his knees and begins elbowing Travis in the side. Travis lets go and John goes for a chop to the back side. As he bounces off of the ropes, Travis catches him with a Pele Kick that drops him to the corner. Travis then hits the Gut Buster (Running Knee Strike to cornered opponent)!
Oscar: John is on the mat, holding onto his gut as he rolls around on the ground. Travis climbs to the top rope and… what is he doing?
Lauren: It looks like, yes! Weapon X (Diving Double Foot Stomp)! This has got to be it.
1!
2!
3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Missy: Here is your winner via pinfall… Travis Blake!
The crowd boos, which takes Travis by surprise as the fans don’t give him the reaction he had hopes for. The referee raises his arm as he is handed back his Legacy Championship belt. He drapes it over his shoulder as he bails from the ring, dodging a cup along the way.
As Travis walks through the curtains, shaking his head, he is instantly met by Mickey Carroll, who is smoking a cigarette. Travis tenses up as Mickey chuckles, holding up two hands in a sort of surrender. He runs his cigarette across the bottom of his boot before dropping the butt to the ground.
Mickey: Alright?
Travis glares, still ready for a fight.
Mickey: It appears to me that ye now see how fickle these arseholes can be. But, it’s alright. Keep pandering to ‘em. So how long it takes before they turn on ye. Enjoy that victory, mate…
Mickey walks off as Travis narrows his eyes, almost sort of confused by this encounter.
Oscar: Ladies and gentlemen, Honor Wrestling's very own Alana Allure is at the grand opening of The Camelot Club located in Chicago, Illinois. We have a live feed provided by the WGN network to the opening event. Where stars from film, TV, music and wrestling have all come out to play…
Jerry: We’re having a great time at the opening event. Sure it’s cold outside, but I’m glad that I could be here to support Alana and for the chance to experience this place first hand and I’ve ran into a few friends.
The camera then focuses on Alana…
Alana: Things have turned out so well tonight. I’m glad to be able to provide a place for all people to enjoy. I want to thank everybody who came out to support the grand opening of The Camelot Club. We are going to always have a little something going on. We have great food, great drinks, and of course stellar service. We even take bitcoin. Whatever you are into we got it here. Two floors and special events every time Honor is in town. I really just want everybody to come out and see for yourselves. You never know who will be here on any given night.
The cameras move to the backstage area where Ernest Jackson is pacing back and forth, shaking his head nervously. He is staring at his phone intensely before sliding it into his pocket.
Ernest: I can’t believe that there were two matches affected by flights and weather. This is a disaster. Two matches are not going to happen now.
Ernest continues to pace until a bearded man dressed in a suit and tie approaches him. He cocks his head to the side curiously as he inquires.
Ernest: Can I help you?
The man extends his hand to Ernest.
Man: Ernest Jackson? My name is Tad Ezra, and I’m the GM for Northern Lights Wrestling, eh.
The crowd pops loudly as Tad turns to the camera and winks, giving a thumbs up. He turns back to Ernest.
Tad: I hear that you are in a bind, and I might be able to help you out a little bit.
Ernest: How might you do that, exactly?
Tad: Well, I was coming to flesh out a few things with Henry Saxon and Donna Beauchamp, the Public Relations Specialist for Northern Lights Wrestling… and what kind of manager would I be if I didn’t bring a couple of my talents that just so happened to be in the Boston area to show off to the bosses?
Tad waits for the inevitable pop to come and go before continuing.
Tad: How would ya feel aboot hosting the first ever Northern Lights Wrestling match here on Showdown tonight?
Ernest: You don’t have to gift wrap it for me, Tad. I’ll take it! You’re a lifesaver!
Tad: Don’t mention it, eh. Pay me back in pointers. It might not be my first rodeo as a GM, but one can never know it all after two shows and a fold… Oh, and let me introduce the ladies to you now…
A blonde woman walks up first, her hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. She simply nods her head as she stands behind Tad.
Ernest: Hello, ma’am… What’s your name?
Woman 1: Not important. You can just call me the Queen… Queen of Apathy, on account of my vigorous lack of caring, or emotion in general. I won’t apologize for being horrible with greetings.
Tad: She really can’t… And let me introduce “Mizz” Chanelle Martinez.
The crowd cheers as former SCW Bombshell Chanelle Martinez walks onto the screen, dressed provocatively in her ring attire. She looks Ernest up and down and nods her head.
Chanelle: It is a true pleasure to make yo aquaintances.
Tad: Well, that was a lot more tame than our first meeting when you…
Chanelle reaches and grabs a handful of Tad’s backside, making him jump practically out of his skin. Apathy simply sighs and rolls her eyes as she walks away. Chanelle flips her hair over her left shoulder before following after Apathy.
Tad: That one is going to be a handful…
Ernest: You mean, she’s got a handful?
Tad goes to respond, but instead he simply puts the palm of his hand to his forehead, shaking his head as we fade out to commercial break.
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(((Commercial Break)))
The lights dim down as the opening beat of "Tear You Apart" begins playing. Once the words begin, a shadow emerges from the back as a slow strobe of white light shows off her curves. As the music picks up, the lights come on to see Apathy standing at the top of the ramp, her hands on her hips, and an expressionless face glowing in the light.
Missy: Making her way to the ring by way of Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 125lb and standing at 5'10" she is... Queen of Apathy...
As she is announced, she struts down to the ring, hearing the fans trying to goad emotion from her. She doesn't give in as she slides under the bottom rope. She turns over on her back and worms her way across the ring before pulling herself part way up in the corner as she waits.
"Red Lipstick" begins playing as the lights lower on the stage. White lights strobe across the crowd as they cheer loudly. Just then Chanelle Martinez comes out facing backward letting her "Azz" enter first. The cheers get louder as Chanelle turns around and preens at her nails casually, flashing her million dollar smirk to them.
Missy: And her opponent… From Bronx, New York, standing at 5’7” and weighing in at 127lb, she is… “Azz n’ Class” Chanelle Martinez!
Slapping a few hands down the ramp, she crawls onto the apron and looks out to the fans, before bending to get in the ring. She pauses for a second shaking her moneymaker to the music before getting inside of the ring, crossing turnbuckles to blow kisses to the fans.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Lauren: The bell rings for the first ever Northern Lights Wrestling sanctioned match in history, but Queen of Apathy seems to live up to her moniker. Chanelle Martinez plays to the crowd while Apathy just shrugs her shoulders. Chanelle rolls her fists in the air as Apathy runs in and catches Chanelle with a Belly-to-Back Suplex. She gets back to her feet, dragging Chanelle with her as she pops over with a Snap Suplex. She keeps hold and lifts Chanelle up, pointing to the back before bringing her up for a Stalling Suplex.
Oscar: This is a move right out of her mentor, Travis Blake’s, moveset. She rocks back and forth as the fans react in awe. She is going for the finish, but Chanelle flips back, landing in a crouching position. She twerks from a crouching position as the crowd goes wild. Apathy turns around and goes to grab Chanelle, but Chanelle hooks on for a Belly to Back Suplex.
Lauren: As Apathy climbs to her feet, she charges at Chanelle, who jumps up and turns, catching her in the face with the Rear View. Apathy falls to the ground, and Chanelle drops down on Apathy’s chest. The referee drops down for the count.
1!
2!
Kickout!
Oscar: Apathy has Travis Blake as her mentor, so she’s not going to be so easy to put away. Chanelle Irish Whip’s Apathy into the ropes and brings her down to the mat with a Samoan Drop. Chanelle picks her up only to get shoved. Apathy spins and hits a Discus Clothesline as yet another homage to her mentor. She lifts Chanelle up for a Pumphandle Gutbuster, but Chanelle does a back body drop. Apathy holds onto the arm, and brings Chanelle down with an arm drag.
1!
2!Kickout!
Lauren: Chanelle uses her assets to help bounce Apathy off of her. Chanelle bridges up, flipping over as she Spears Apathy through the ropes, and they tumble to the outside. Apathy holds onto her back as Chanelle brings her up to her feet. She throws Apathy into the ring steps, and follows her through with another Rear View. Chanelle steps up the stairs, clapping her hands together above her head as she shakes what her mama gave her.
Oscar: I will make no comments because the couch is not that comfortable. Apathy charges up behind her and rams her into the ring post before throwing her inside of the ring. She goes for the cover on Chanelle.
1!
2!
Thr...Kickout!
Oscar: Apathy kicks out, but Chanelle hits a Chick Kick that stuns Apathy, but she latches on and hits the Azz Backwards (Bridging Belly-to-Back Suplex) as the crowd goes crazy. Chanelle keeps the bridge intact as the referee drops down for the pin.
1!
2!
3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Missy: Here is your winner via pinfall… Chanelle Martinez!!!
The crowd goes wild as Chanelle jumps up to her feet. She shouts out excitedly as she stomps around the ring with her arms in the air. She jumps in the stunned referee’s arms, kissing his face as she celebrates. Apathy sits in the corner, watching the celebration with an emotionless expression on her face. Chanelle gets out of the referee’s arms and extends her hand out to Apathy. Apathy is apprehensive when she accepts the friendly gesture. Chanelle tries to get her to dance as “Red Lipstick” plays over the speakers, but Apathy politely declines, rolling out of the ring to leave Chanelle to it.
Kat Deluna’s Run The Show begins to play all over the speakers. The moment it does La Paloma is lifted up through the stage and she springs to her feet.
Missy: First on the way to the ring from San Juan, Puerto Rico… La Paloma.
La Paloma smiles as she skips down to the ring slapping the hands of the roaring fans. She quickly slides into the ring raising a finger in the air before she jumps to the top of the ropes and does a backflip off of it.
Missy: And her opponent from Corpus Christi, TX… Mrs. Right.
The lights get lowered and there seems to be a purple hue as Pain by Prince Paul starts to play. After a few moments, Mrs. Right comes out from backstage stopping for a moment waving to the left and to the right. Then she slowly walks to the ring and then up the steel steps. After she enters the ring, the walks to the center of the ring and turns taking a moment to pause as she faces each side of the ring. Before cutting a stare at the ring announcer as she walks to a corner. And backs herself in while waiting for the action to starts.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Oscar: La Paloma and Mrs. Right walk to the middle of the ring… The two extend for a handshake at the same time and look at each other with smiles. They shake as the crowd stand and claps for the two before they even get started!
Lauren: The two let go and both take a step back… La Paloma jumps up and goes for a spinning heel kick but gets blocked by Mrs. Right. Mrs. Right goes to grab La Paloma but she moves out the way doing a cartwheel!
Oscar: La Paloma runs at Mrs. Right going for a dropkick but misses… Mrs. Right quickly grabs La Paloma and puts her over her shoulders, she drops La Paloma with a Samoan Drop.
Lauren: Mrs. Right picks La Paloma up and gets behind her. Mrs. Right goes for German Suplex but La Paloma manages to land on her feet!
Oscar: La Paloma runs over as Mrs. Right gets to her feet. La Paloma jumps up on Mrs. Right and hits a Tiltawhirl DDT. Mrs. Right, however, gets right back up… Enziguri by La Paloma and Mrs. Right goes down!
Lauren: La Paloma goes for the cover but Mrs. Right powers out at one as La Paloma goes about 3 feet in the air. Mrs. Right gets up as the two tie up… La Paloma try to send Mrs. Right towards the robes but it gets reversed, as La Paloma bounces off and heads back, Mrs. Right grabs her and hits a T-bone suplex.
Oscar: Mrs. Right lifts La Paloma up and places her over her shoulder, she runs going for a power slam but La Paloma manages to pull away landing on her feet. Mrs. Right turns around as La Paloma nails her with a dropkick.
Lauren: Mrs. Right, not fazed by the dropkick Mrs. Right runs in for a Running Lariat panting La Paloma to the ground hard! Mrs. Right goes for a cover but only gets a two count. Mrs. Right gets up and helps La Paloma up as well grabbing her by her mask.
Oscar: Mrs. Right sends La Paloma to the ropes who does a Springboard Moonsault catching Mrs. Right off guard landing on her for a cover as the two go down.
Lauren: La Paloma gets a two count as Mrs. Right powers right out… The two get up, La Paloma grabs Mrs. Right by the head for a DDT… Mrs. Right gets out the move by pushing off the smaller La Paloma with ease.
Oscar: La Paloma tries to grab Mrs. Right again but Mrs. Right locks in a Belly to Belly Suplex and hits it… Mrs. Right goes for the cover but gets just a two count as La Paloma kicks out! Mrs. Right gets up helping La Paloma up in the process… Mrs. Right sends La Paloma to the ropes… La Paloma springboards off the middle ropes… Wingspan!! (Springboard 630 tornado DDT).
Lauren: La Paloma goes for the cover but Mrs. Right kicks out just in time as the ref's hand was coming down for the three. La Paloma quickly gets up and runs and jumps on to the top ropes then quickly jumps off! Doing a corkscrew leg drop!!
Oscar: La Paloma again goes for a cover but Mrs. Right kicks out at two. La Paloma gets up, lifting Mrs. Right up by her hair. La Paloma goes to lock up but gets blocked by a kick to the gut by Mrs. Right! Mrs. Right grabs La Paloma and nails a Northern Lights Suplex and holds it for a pinfall!
Lauren: Mrs. Right gets a two count as La Paloma kicks out! Mrs. Right gets up and goes for an elbow drop but misses as La Paloma rolls away from her. But get up… La Paloma runs at Mrs. Right but Mrs. Right manages to grab her and lift her over her shoulders… Fisherman Carry Driver!! (Death Valley Driver).
Oscar: Mrs. Right goes for the cover but gets another two count! Mrs. Right can’t believe it, Mrs. Right picks La Paloma up and picks her up for a Military Press… Mrs. Right drops her but La Paloma lands on her feet… Mrs. Right turns around to a dropkick. Mrs. Right stumbles a bit as La Paloma goes for another dropkick.
Lauren: Mrs. Right falls to the mat as La Paloma runs and jumps on the top turnbuckle...She jumps off doing Swanton bomb! La Paloma goes for the cover but gets a two count!
Crowd: Honor Wrestling! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Honor Wrestling! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Honor Wrestling! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Honor Wrestling! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.*
Oscar: La Paloma quickly gets up and back on the top turnbuckle… She jumps off doing a moonsault… Mrs. Right bends her knees at the last second to reverse it as La Paloma chest lands hard on Mrs. Right’s knees!
Lauren: Both women are on the mat as the ref starts to count both women out… The ref gets to 5 as Mrs. Right starts to get to her feet. La Paloma does a Kip up as both women go to tie up… Mrs. Right lets go and pushes La Paloma away, La Paloma steps closer to Mrs. Right who grabs her throat for a chokeslam!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Oscar: Mrs. Right lets go of La Paloma as the two and the ref look over at Missy.
Missy: The timekeeper has rung the bell as the time limit for this match has expired…
Crowd: Booooooo!!
Missy: This match is a draw!!
Mrs. Right and La Paloma look at each other and shake hands again as the boos now turn to cheers for both women.
Another way to die by Alicia Keys starts to play around the arena. As the crowd cheer on, we see Brooke Saxon walkout with a folder and a microphone in her hand. She walks down the ramp with a smile ask the crowd cheers the smile only gets bigger. She gets inside the ring and raises the microphone closer to her mouth to begin to speak.
Brooke: I hope you all been enjoying the show.
The crowd pops
Brooke: Great, great… As my father was trying to say earlier, 2018 will be a great year for Honor wrestling and all of you fans that tune in every single week to watch the superstars of this great company. We look forward to providing nothing but great matches, the type of matches that will have everyone talking about for years to come.
In order to help achieve something like this, you must go out and sign some of the very best out there in this industry.
Just because they are great at what the do doesn't mean they are the most love among you fans. Some you can't stand, some you love, and some you may not care for but you always love seeing them in the ring. It is always our goal to bring you a mixture of all three categories and to this company to help provide some of the best matches we can.
Sometimes we sign people and they leave, sometimes we sign them and we have to terminate their contract for one reason or another. It's not something we like to do here and it's not something we really want to do here but things have to be done in order to better the company.
The one thing I do like is when I am able to find new talent to join this company. And while they may be new to Honor, some are not new to the industry, you fans, may know some very well.
I am holding in my hand what I hope will be a signed contract by someone I hope decided to take our offer. Now, I made sure to give this individual and offer that may sense for Honor wrestling but was also something that was respectable for this individual.
I asked this individual to take some time to think about the offer. I wanted them to make sure this was something thought they would be willing to accept and honor the contract on their end as we will honor it on our end.
Everyone should know who I am referring to as this person needs no introduction unless you know nothing about wrestling. But let's be honest if you knew nothing about this industry you wouldn't be sitting here in front of me or you wouldn't be watching live on WGN America…
The opening riff to "Wing and a Prayer" by Savage Messiah hits the PA system. The lights dim until the first few lyrics are heard at which point pyro goes off as Jessie Salco emerges from the back headbanging to the song.
Crowd: Ms. Sin City!!! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Ms. Sin City!!! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Ms. Sin City!!! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.* Ms. Sin City!!! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap.*
Jessie finishes headbanging before sprinting down to the ring slapping hands with a few fans as she descends down the ramp and slides into the ring where she throws up the metal horns.
The crowd keeps chanting as they also clap at what they are seeing. Broke smiles as she looks on. The music fades away as Brooke begins to speak.
Brooke: Sounds like you have a big fans base in Honor but I’m not sure.
Brooke looks at the fans.
Brooke: You all know and happy to see Jessie Salco?
Crowd: Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Brooke: Sounds like the fans are happy to see you, I hope that helps you with your decision on whether you decide to sign this contract that I am holding in my hand or not. One thing's for sure the fans love you and can’t wait to see you.
Jessie: I’m happy to be here Brooke and I can’t wait for my debut match here in Honor Wrestling, it sucks that Sin City Wrestling has closed its doors and it sucks even more that I have to do some house hunting for a cheaper place to live after living in Las Vegas for the past six years, but you know what? You the fans make this worthwhile, but you know what would make it even more worthwhile? The look on Mercedes’ face when we finally meet, and I end her undefeated streak in Honor Wrestling.
Brooke hands over a pen and the folder with the contract. Brooke turns her back to give Jessie a place to put the folder to sign it.
Brooke: So it is now official the newest signing to Honor Wrestling is Ms. Sin City herself, a multi-time champion in SCW… From the Angel Clan… The Heavy Metal Angel, Jessie Salco.
Brooke and Jessie shake hands. Brooke leaves the ring allowing Jessie time to address the fans on her own.
Jessie: I made my career in Sin City Wrestling and I hope to continue my legacy here in Honor Wrestling, I’m already familiar with a lot of the members of the roster since they were also in SCW but when I do meet them in the ring I will gladly kick their asses! They say that when one door closes, another one opens and whilst the door is closed on my SCW career the door’s wide open for me here in Honor Wrestling and I will make the most of my time here, see you on Pride Tag Team Wrestling this time next week!
“Wing and a Prayer” starts up again and Jessie drops the mic before going into the crowd to interact with her fans.
Missy: This next match is set for one fall. First on the way to the ring!
The Golden Age by The Asteroids Galaxy Tour starts to play.
I wished I lived in the golden age
Giving it up on the Broadway stage
Hang with the rats and smoke cigars
Have a break with Frank and count the stars
Missy: From Scottsdale, AZ... Debbi Ruin!!
Dressed to the nines, with hair to match
Shiny jewels, casino cash
Tapping feet wanna take the lead
A trip back in time is all I need
Debbi high fives as many soldiers as they can while reaching ringside.
Oh!
Sing it out loud gonna get back honey
Sing it out loud get away with me
They slide in the ring as the music fades out
Missy: And her opponent!!
The opening to "Karate" by Babymetal begins to play as the lights dim down to show a silhouette of a woman standing behind a screen in a karate "Ready stance".
Missy: From Tokyo, Japan… The Dragon… Tatsu Ikeda!!!
She transitions into a Crane stance and follows through with a front stance high punch right through the screen, making her way through. She is wearing a black ghi with a black belt, and her hair up in blonde pigtails. She charges to the ramp and then slowly falls into a Crouching Tiger position as she glares down at the ring with an almost twisted smile on her face as she holds it, playing mind games as she works out her strategy in her mind. She then comes back to a standing position as she treads lightly down the ramp on the tips of her toes.
As she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she begins running until she catches onto the top rope with her hand, holding in an almost artistic pose with one leg bent, and the tip of her other foot dangling lightly. After a second of this, she pulls herself onto the apron, flipping over the top rope and steadying herself as she stays vertical before falling into a side split, impressing the audience as she holds it for several seconds.
Just as quickly as she falls into the pose, she finishes the initial flip, charging across the ring and running up to the top turnbuckle as she returns to the Crane stance. She looks out across the audience as she smiles before flipping off and landing in the Crouching Tiger once more. She turns to run across to the opposing turnbuckle, giving it the same treatment. As she flips back down, she turns and rests, waiting for the bell to ring.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Oscar: Debbi comes right out of the gate with a clothesline to Tatsu. She immediately drops down for a pin, but Tatsu kicks out as the referee drops down. Tatsu bridges out of the pin, rolling Debbi off of her. She gets back to her feet as Debbi scrambles to hers. Debbi goes for another clothesline, but Tatsu arches back to avoid it. Debbi turns around to a roundhouse kick to the face!
Lauren: Tatsu lifts Debbi off of the mat and Debbi gets a knee to Tatsu’s stomach. She then hits a high knee to Tatsu’s chest, and spins around with a roundhouse kick to match Tatsu’s. She watches Tatsu fall to the mat, and she dives on her for another pin attempt.
1!
2!Kickout
Oscar: “The Dragon” gets her left shoulder off of the mat. Debbi is frustrated as she lifts Tatsu from the mat. She slams her back down for another pin attempt.
1!Tw...Kickout!
Oscar: Tatsu kicks out immediately. Debbi tries again, but Tatsu gets her shoulders up immediately. The novice wrestler is surely trying to tire Tatsu out, forcing her to kick out. Tatsu spins back to her feet, waving Debbi toward her. She nods her head as Debbi charges forward. Tatsu ducks under an Axe Kick, grabbing onto the shoulders of Debbi. She drops down with a Neckbreaker. Tatsu picks her up from the mat and sends her into the ropes. She catches Debbi with a Monkey Flip, locking her arm in an Armbar in the process.
Lauren: Debbi might tap out here. She’s right in the center of the ring, and the ropes are oh so far away. Debbi spins her feet around, closer to the ropes, but Tatsu brings her further away, inch by inch. Debbi shouts out in pain. Debbi pries at Tatsu’s hand as best as she can, but Tatsu refuses to let go. However, Debbi uses the distraction to get her foot on the bottom rope. The referee warns Tatsu to let go.
1!
2!
3!
4!
Oscar: And Tatsu lets go. She holds her hands up in surrender as the referee tells her to back up. Tatsu smiles as she leans down, waiting for Debbi to get into position. Debbi gets to her feet, but holds her hands up as she stumbles over into the corner. As Tatsu comes rushing in, Debbi drops down to the ground. Tatsu collides with the corner, and Debbi hooks onto Tatsu’s legs, bringing her down for a School Girl Pin.
1!
2!
Kickout!
Lauren: Tatsu was almost had right there. She barely made it out. Debbi picks her up and prepares to drop Tatsu with a Super Kick, but Tatsu ducks under it. She hooks Debbi up for the Fire of the Dragon (Northern Lights Suplex). However, as Debbi kicks out of the bridge, she holds on and nails a second Fire of the Dragon!
Oscar: The crowd is cheering heavily for this one as the referee drops down for the count, despite Debbi attempting to shake her way out of it.
1!
2!
...3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Missy: Here is your winner via pinfall… “The Dragon” Tatsu Ikeda!!!
Lauren: Tatsu lets go as Debbi rolls around on the mat, partly in frustration, and partly in pain. Tatsu leans down to help Debbi up just in time to see the Bad Boys closing in on the ring. Tatsu taps Debbi who shakes it off at first until she sees them climbing onto the apron.
Oscar: This is sickening. It’s three men on two women who just competed in a match! Erik Staggs is on the outside directing traffic, telling them to go in for the kill!
Lauren: This is disgusting. They have no business being out here right now. None whatso…
“The Time Is Now” begins playing as the Boston crowd goes crazy. John Blade comes running down the ramp as the Bad Boys laugh and ready themselves for the fight. Before John Blade even slides in under the bottom rope, “Sky’s the Limit” begins playing and the crowd goes even more crazy.
Lauren: Hometown heroes John Blade and Latoya Hixx have come to the aid of Tatsu Ikeda and Debbi Ruin. And here comes Stacy, all daring the Bad Boys to make a move. John Blade points to them, shouting “Which one of you wanna be the next Dax?” The crowd laughs and cheers as John waves them inside of the ring. Latoya waves her Legit ring at Mickey and Eyesnsane, welcoming them inside of the ring.
Oscar: Oh, imagine that! Erik Staggs is calling it off. The Bad Boys hesitate before they are eventually drawn away when Erik gets more irate. John Blade knocks Eyesnsane off of the apron as Latoya gets Mickey off of the apron next. Debbi, Stacy, and Tatsu do a Triple Dropkick that sends Gianni off of the apron.
Lauren: And now you have Eric Weaver coming through the crowd. He and Mickey exchange blows as he threatens to do far worse. Erik separates them before pushing Mickey back. Tatsu steps outside of the ring and helps to stop Eric from going any further. She helps to calm him down as Eric shouts “I’ll see you in the Main Event!”
Oscar: The crowd continues to cheer for John Blade and Latoya Hixx as they rain trash down on the Bad Boys. The ring crew is going to have a fun time cleaning this up!
Backstage we go where Mercedes Vargas is seen getting ready for her match later tonight. She finishes lacing up her boots than works on slipping on one of her fingerloop gloves over the length of one arm. Dressed all in red, the color of her ring gear clearly matched her mood. Angry. Mercedes maintains a level expression as she turns to the camera.
Mercedes: So, by now everyone has heard the news about Sin City Wrestling having it's final show. You probably already seen someone else walking away with the title of Miss Sin City in the reverse battle royal match. Chances are you know the winner of said match officially signed a contract with this company just a few minutes ago and the fact that I was unsuccessful in winning that match. Don't get me wrong, while I am sad to see the place where I've called home for five years close its doors for good, the place where I made their record books my autobiography, that's not what tonight is about. Brooke Saxon's master plan blowing up in her face twice in one night two weeks ago isn't what tonight is about, winning another battle royal that night to keep my record spotless isn't what tonight is about. You know what tonight is about?
Mercedes points at the camera, than to herself followed by nodding her head.
Mercedes: That's right. It's about you and me, Winter. For those who don't know, Winter attacked me twice, unprovoked I might add, in the space of fourteen days during the Honor's world tour last year. Those who don't know, Winter came into my face, disrespected me and told the whole damn world that my days as champion were numbered, and in Spanish no less. I had half a mind to beat her like the redheaded stepchild she is after the second time, but you know something? I'm glad this match is happening tonight. I'm glad I didn't hesitate the moment Brooke Saxon offered me the match last week because Winter? This time when you put your hands on me, my back won't be turned, I will see it coming...
Mercedes holds up her hands in reservation.
Mercedes: And I will respond accordingly.
Leaning forward to get much closer to the camera, her dark brown eyes were fixated on to it as if she was speaking directly to Winter.
Mercedes: This whole Gen-X look you got going on don't make you a badass. Highlights in your hair don't make you a badass. Cracking jokes on social media don't make you a badass. There's a reason little girls don't fight women. They get hurt. There is a time and a place for everything. The time is later tonight, the place is Showdown, and for you, mi hija, my daughter...
Mercedes points at her wrist, not even taking her eyes off the lens.
Mercedes: Time is up.
Missy: This nest match is set for one fall... First on the way to the ring from Leeds England (but now resides in Edmonton Alberta) Dahlia Rotten!!!
Menage Et Trois by Paloma Ford starts to play as Earl steps on the stage accompanied by Dahlia and Sarah, they walk to the ring and enter, a spotlight shines on the rings, Dahlia and Sarah wrap their arms around Earl's neck and he gives the crowd an arrogant smile
Missy: And her opponent from Charlotte, North Carolina... The Nurse Cindy Warren!
“Get Well Soon by Reggie & The Full Effect” blasts all over the speakers. As it does the beautiful Cindy Warren emerges from the back accompanied by her husband James. She smiles as she is wearing a stethoscope around her neck. She holds the end to the crowd to check the life of the crowd and they welcome her with loud cheers. She grins as she stretches her arms out and slaps the hands of the people cheering her on. She slides into the ring and slowly rises to her feet. She proudly raises her hands in the air and waits for her opponent to come out.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Oscar: Dahlia wastes no time as she pounds Cindy, smashing her right into the corner. She roars as she does so. She begins mauling Cindy with lefts, rights, and knees. She grabs Cindy by the back of the head and runs her face along the top rope.
Lauren: The good ole Rope Burn technique. I can’t say that I’m surprised. As the referee counts her down, she lets go by tossing “The Nurse” across the ring with a Hair Biel and a sick smile. Cindy grabs onto the top rope to pull herself up. As Rotten flies at her with another corner crusher, Cindy ducks out of the way. She lets Rotten’s backlash guide her through for a Sunset Flip, followed by a Dropkick. She picks rotten up from the mat and hits a Northern Lights Suplex with bridging pin.
1!Kickout!
Oscar: Rotten has had a mean streak ever since she got knocked out by Bad Boys member Tim Staggs, and a pair of brass knuckles. She literally bites Cindy’s ankle as she tries to pull her up to her feet. Cindy grabs her ankle and hops up and down, screaming and caught by surprise. Rotten gets back to her feet and hits a Headbutt to Cindy. She grabs onto her hair and brings her down with a Russian Leg Sweep. Once down, she slams Cindy’s head into the mat repeatedly while the referee admonishes her.
Lauren: Dahlia Rotten clearly doesn’t care as she continues all the way up to a four and a half count. She untangles her fingers from Cindy’s hair as she stands up to catch her breath. Cindy holds a hand up, almost as if asking her to stop. Dahlia grabs onto her hair and pulls her between her legs for a Jumping Piledriver. The crowd groans as Dahlia snarls, hooking the leg.
1!
2!
Thr...Kickout!
Oscar: Dahlia pounds the mat in frustration. She goes to grab onto Cindy once more, but Cindy throws a foot toward Dahlia’s midsection. Rotten grabs her foot, making Cindy hop on one leg. Warren jumps over Rotten’s foot as she tries to sweep her off of her feet, hitting an Enziguiri in the process. Cindy bounces off of the ropes, but Rotten picks her up for a Powerbomb! But Cindy reverses it into a Hurricanrana, hooking the legs of Dahlia.
1!
2!
Thre...Kickout!
Lauren: Just in the nick of time! Rotten rolls to the outside of the ring, walking it off as she catches her breath. The referee begins counting her out. Cindy looks around and dives over the top rope with a Plancha… but Dahlia catches her, cradling her! She rams Cindy’s back into the ring post. Not once, but twice! She then slams her on top of the barricade. Cindy writhes on the ground.
Oscar: Dahlia is enjoying this as she picks Cindy off of the ground. She tosses Cindy right into the ring steps. She tosses her inside of the ring where she hits a standing body splash. She hooks the leg.
1!
2!
Oscar: Dahlia lifts Cindy’s shoulder up, laughing as she continues the carnage! She stands up and shouts down at Cindy, slapping the back of her head as she circles her like a shark that smells blood. As Cindy gets part way up to her feet Dahlia yanks her up and sends her into the rope, catching her on the rebound with Rotten to the Core (Front Facelock STO), holding on for the Black Dahlia (Arm Triangle Choke). Cindy is barely with it, but just enough to tap out… and it’s over!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Missy: Here is your winner via submission…
Before Missy can continue, Delia Darling walks down the ramp, slow clapping as she watches Dahlia get her arms raised.
Missy: … Dahlia Rotten!
Oscar: Delia Darling is circling the ring, watching on as Rotten waves her inside. Delia laughs as she walks up the ring steps. She mutters a few words before taking the hat off of her own head and throwing it into the ring to symbolize…
Lauren: She’s coming for her. And Dahlia Rotten couldn’t be happier, or more excited, challenging her to step inside of the ring right now. Delia rolls her eyes and blows a kiss to Dahlia before leaving ringside. Dahlia celebrates by picking Cindy up from the mat and throwing her to the outside of the ring, holding her arms up in the air as Sarah and Earl join her inside of the ring.
Missy: The following match is scheduled for one fall.
What's that metronome I hear,
Perhaps the end is drawing near,
You never hear the shot that takes you down.
Winter walks down to the pace of the beat.
Out of time, so say goodbye,
What is yours, now is mine,
And I dream broken dreams,
I make them come true,
I make them for you.
Missy: On her way to the ring, from the Snowy Mountains of Canada, Winter Elemental
Winter howls like a wolf as some fans howl back as she continues to walk down the ramp
Bad dreams come true, I make them for you (make them come true)
Bad dreams come true, I make them for you (I make dreams come true)
Bad dreams come true, I make them for you (make them come true)
Bad dreams come true, I make them for you.
Winter gets in the ring. climbs the turnbuckle as she starts to howl for her wolves, They howl back.
Out of time, so say goodbye,
What is yours, now is mine,
Winter climbs down as the music fades out. She walks over to the corner waiting for Vargas to arrive.
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of “Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me” by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Missy: And her opponent, making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds…She is the Women’s Honor Champion… MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. She vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while staring down Winter.
Oscar: Tonight is a non-title contest between the two of them. Vargas has had a very successful run this far, but you can't underestimate the tenacity of Winter.
Lauren: Not at all. A multi-time champion in her own right, fans would recall best her run as Hardcore Tag Team champion in Team Elemental.
DING! DING! DING!
Vargas and Winter pace around the ring, sizing up the other. They lock up, and Vargas immediately breaks away. Winter smirks and calls her back. They lock up again, Winter grabs her by the hair and pulls her back into the corner.
CHOP! WOO!
CHOP! WOO!
Winter goes for a third chop but Vargas ducks, hooks Winter from underneath and tosses her over the top rope to the outside, holding her chest as she falls into the corner.
Oscar: Great counter by the champion!.
Winter gets back in the ring and Vargas tackles her to the mat and the fight is on, punching flying from both women until Winter pokes her in the eye, pushes her off, gets up, pulls Vargas back to her feet. Vargas with a quick kick to the gut as a counter and drives Winter to the mat with a DDT. Vargas with a counter but Winter kicks out at 2.
Oscar: Smart of the champ to try and win this early.
Lauren: She obviously hasn't researched Winter enough yet. You'll need a tank to stop her.
Vargas up first, pulls Winter to her feet, discus clothesline almost takes Winter’s head off. With Winter laying face-down, Vargas grabs Winter’s hair and drives her face-first back in the mat with a curb storm, and Winter is bleeding. Winter rolls to a corner and tastes her own blood dripping from her nose, and stands up immediately and gets in Vargas’ face.
Oscar: Somebody is about to have a bad day.
Lauren: Vargas looks shocked.
Winter with a series of forearm shots to the face rocks the champion, up against the ropes Winter continues with knee strikes before the referee pulls them apart. Vargas with a poke to the eye, runs the ropes, but Winter catches her with a sidewalk slam, and shakes off the poke to the eye. Winter starts pacing around the ring, Vargas on the mat, Vargas gets up, Winter lifts her in the Blasted Slam, Vargas elbows her way out, discus clothesline, Winter ducks, Winter back on the offense, Flapjack by Vargas. Vargas signals for her finisher when the lights go out.
Oscar: What's going on?
Lauren: Wait, who is that?
The lights come back on and there's a figure in a black robe and mask standing in the ring, chair in hand. The figure motions towards Vargas who exits the ring quickly. The figure helps Winter up, and as she gets to her feet is blasted in the face with a chair.
DING! DING! DING!
Missy: The winner of this match as a result of a disqualification… Winter…
The figure rolls out of the ring and grabs the microphone, steps back in the ring, opens the chair and sits on it backwards, looking down at Winter.
Figure: We do not speak her name, as she is not Elemental. Look around, STEPHANIE, nobody's come to rescue you. Oh right, you can’t. I always thought you looked adorable when you slept, Munchkin…
Upon hearing the word ‘Munchkin’, Winter pulls herself up with the chair as the hooded figure slowly removes her hood and mask.
Oscar: What? That's Syrin Elemental!
Lauren: We haven't seen her since she threw Winter off the scaffold!
Syrin gets up from the chair, smirking at her. Winter grabs the chair and in a single fluid motion, swings at Syrin who ducks it, Winter drops it, grabs Syrin and hits the Blasted Slam onto the chair! Syrin rolls onto all fours, wincing in pain from her back hitting the chair, but starts to laugh and slides out of the ring backwards. Security arrives to grab Syrin but Winter isn’t done yet, runs up the turnbuckles and lands a suicide dive on Syrin and the guards, and starts laying haymakers to n’s head as security tries to pull them apart. We see an angry Winter and a smiling Syrin being separated as they go to commercial.
The camera moves in backstage to see Erik Staggs looking out into the group of Bad Boys consisting of Mickey Carroll, Gianni Di Luca, and Eyesnsane. He stares silently for a moment until his eyes focus on Gianni.
Erik: What I'm about to say doesn't apply to winners, so please disregard, Gianni.
Gianni: Nice way to single me out, dawg...
Erik: Everybody look at Gianni. He is what you all should be. He took on the odds, and he made us proud.
Eyesnsane: Another one of these speeches?
Erik stops dead in his tracks and stares at Eyes before clearing his throat to continue.
Mickey: Did we not just defend the Pride Hardcore Championships successfully last show?
Erik: I'm talking! Do you think this is a joke? What was a joke was the battle royal two weeks ago! That was supposed to be a punishment, and while Gianni won it, it made the rest of us look bad.
Mickey: Interesting because only four of the six are here getting their arses ripped apart.
Eyesnsane: Yeah. Where is the nephew and the bearded wonder boy at right now?
Gianni: Bro, Tim's wife is about to give birth to their first child, and Dax is being a good partner. But you wouldn't know about that.
Mickey: First off, feck ye straight up the arse, mate. Second, I call bullshit. 'e said 'e wasn't gonna head back to Vegas until 'e got the call. I expect Timmy boy is dodging Earl Lockyer.
Everyone stops and looks right at Mickey who shrugs his shoulders.
Erik: Earl Lockyer is a hack. In no way, shape, or form is Tim scared of him. Don't project your insecurities out on Tim.
Mickey: I'm the one who'as been at every show, same as Eyes and Gi. I'm not dodging anybody. I'm gonna go out there and I'm gonna fight two people, and keep eyes on the back of me 'ead for Earl. I'm not hiding behind a newborn child...
Erik: Don't even get me started on hiding. You have no room to talk. Let's just say that you have two choices tonight. Neither one of them includes continuing this conversation. Just try not to embarrass me, Mickey. I've suffered enough as of late.
Erik rubs at his temples as he steps out of the room. Eyes shrugs his shoulders as he pulls out his phone. Mickey looks over at Gianni.
Mickey: Kiss arse...
Erik is still rubbing his temples when he dumps into something, or someone in this, Erik stares into the eyes of Earl, who smiles at him.
Earl: Oh hey how's your Gianni doing, probably better than he was on Pride last week, Imagine big muscle goof getting beaten up by a woman, but then Dahlia, she's no ordinary woman, No worst from your nephew's shot a few weeks back, and speaking of your gutless nephew, where is he I'd like to have a little chat with him.
Erik attempts to walk away but Dahlia and Sarah block his path.
Earl: eventually, your nephew and I are gonna cross paths, and when that happens, well it won't work out too well for him.
Earl laughs and he and his ladies walk past Erik and out of view of the camera.
Wasn't sure what you were looking for so went with Earl and Erik running together.
Missy: This next match is the main event!
Take Five starts to play as we here the jazz beat coming we see Eric Weaver coming from the curtains.
"Won't you stop and take
A little time out with me
Just take five"
Eric waves at the fans as he walks down the ramp.
Missy: First making his way to the ring, the challenger, from Chicago, IL Eric Weaver!
"Though I'm going out of my way
Just so I can pass by each day
Not a single word do we say
It's a pantomime and not a play
Still, I know our eyes often meet
I feel tingles down to my feet
When you smile, that's much too discreet
Sends me on my way"
Eric slides in the ring from underneath the bottom ropes.
"Wouldn't it be better
Not to be so polite
You could offer a light
Start a little conversation now
It's alright, just take five
Just take five"
As the music fades we see Eric holding his right hand in the air as he looks over to the crowd.
[Lights go out as Dot your Eyes by Five Finger Death Punch rocks the arena; the fans start to mark out. A few minutes later we see a man walking out with a hood over his head and once the music plays more. He flings his head up and extends his arms as he smirks.]
Missy: And his opponent! From London, England... Mickey Carroll!
The opening of "Drunken Lullabies" by Flogging Molly plays as Mickey pushes through the curtains. He is wearing his Bad Boys hooded jacket, but the hood is not up. He pulls the cigarette out of his mouth and drops it on the ground, quickly putting it out as he marches back and forth across the stage. He looks from side to side, nodding his head at the jeers before pointing out into the audience, starting an almost resentful "Oi! Oi! Oi!" chant. He dashes straight down the ramp where he leaps up and onto the ring apron. He paces back and forth, stomping along to the beat of the music before climbing inside. He looks up at the ceiling and then signals the trinity, kissing his fingers and then pointing up as he waits for Travis Blake.
Missy: And his opponent… From Detroit, MI He is the Legacy Champion… The Golden Prodigy… Travis Blake!!!
Bring it!
My life is perfect, so you believe
Are you that stupid 'cause I strongly disagree
I'm not a martyr, more like a thief
Your rules are twisted and they don't affect me
You saw me comin', so why you runnin'
What's the matter? Its just little old me
I know your kind, you're fuckin´blind
I give a shit, don't give a shit about anything
There ain't nothin' in this world for free
There's not a man, not a man I believe
Give a rat's ass what you think about me
I'll dot your I's and cross your fuckin t's (Bring it!)
[Travis continues to walk down the ramp as the pyro goes off from the top of the ramp and on the sides as Travis flings his head back and walks down the ramp.]
You're just a trend, it's gotta end
I stand in place while you mother fuckers bend
You own a clock? Your time is up
You bottom feeders it's just time to give up
Ready to throw down, this is a showdown
You get…
[Travis hops onto steel steps and stays there as the crowd chanted, Holy shit, Holy shit. Travis soon entered the ring and flings against the side ropes extending his arms in the air as a huge set of pyro goes off. While he waits for his opponent to show, the music plays its final verse while Travis smirks.]
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Oscar: All three men look at each other for a second… Eric walks towards the center of the Ring eyeballing Travis before turning and running towards Mickey… Travis puts his hand on the ropes and leans back lifts himself up and flips back to leave the ring landing on the outside floor.
Lauren: Mickey body slams Eric as Travis starts making his way to…
Travis demands a headset and makes Oscar get up from his seat.
Lauren: Well it looks like we are being joined by Travis…
Travis: You know better that…
Lauren: I mean the Legacy Champion Travis Blake.
Travis: So you and this chump who better stop eyeballing me before I put my foot up his ass sit here and talk like it’s not on TV but on the radio, why is that?
Lauren: Well because… Mickey hits a belly to belly on Eric…
Travis: Hey, the champ asked you a question. You don’t need to worry about those two untalented hacks in the ring. They made the main event based on my name and my Legacy! Now back to my question.
Lauren is about to speak but Travis gets up and grabs Oscar’s shirt to pull him closer.
Travis: I told you to stop eyeballing me boy, I will knock you the F(Bleep) out… Wait did the champion just get bleeped the F(Bleep) out. Oh they did it again, are you F(Bleep) kidding me?
Lauren: It’s a…
Travis: That was a rhetorical question. You don't bleep the champion.
Lauren: Well Champion, please let go of my husband and get back in the ring for your match.
Travis instead does the opposite as he sits down and pulls Oscar in even closer not letting go.
Travis: Trash Eric grabs the untalented Mickey and sends him to the corner. Trash Eric runs at the untalented Mickey but the untalented hack lifts his foot up to kick the trash to the floor… I’m pretty good at this.
Lauren: Mickey grabs…
Travis: No, no, just no. I got this. untalented hack picks up the trash and throws the trash out the ring…
Mickey picks up Eric in a Military Press and tosses him outside the ring landing on the commentary table. The table does not break, Travis let's go up Oscar and quickly grabs Eric. Travis removes Eric off the table and send him to the ring post.
Travis removes the headset off and goes to Eric. Mickey rolls out the ring as Travis and Mickey start to trade blows.
Oscar: Okay, Now that I have my headset back on, Mickey and Travis trades blows as the ref gets outside the ring… Eric gets in the ring as the ref does the same and starts to count Travis and Mickey out.
1…
2…
3…
4...
5…
6…
7…
8…
Lauren: Mickey and Travis stop and both get in the ring. Eric tries to grab Travis but gets blocked by Mickey as both Mickey and Travis grab arm each of Eric and throw him outside the ring.
Oscar: Eric gets on the apron and gets hits with an Enziguri by Mickey… Eric hits the floor as Travis hits a Pele Kick on Mickey.
Lauren: Travis quickly goes to grab and lift Mickey up in the air for a Stalling Suplex. Eric gets back up and gets back in the ring, Travis still has Mickey up in the air as Eric goes for a dropkick on Travis forcing Travis to fall on the mat dropping Travis and Mickey.
Oscar: Eric goes for a cover on Travis who kicks out before getting a one count.
Lauren: Eric gets up as does Mickey and Travis. Eric spears Mickey to the turnbuckles as Travis goes to the other side of the of the ring and sits on the top turnbuckle.
Oscar: Eric grabs Mickey and Irish whips him to the other corner where Travis is sitting as he now gets off the turnbuckle… Travis picks make you up and places him over his shoulders for a Torture Rack.
Lauren: Eric goes to spear Travis who lifts his foot up to hit Eric in the head with a big boot.
Oscar: Eric goes down as Travis keeps mickey on his shoulders but Mickey refuses to give up… Travis gets nears the ropes and let Mickey go by throwing him off his shoulders, dropping Mickey outside the ring.
Lauren: Travis heads over to Eric, Eric grabs Travis and a small package pin but Travis uses his momentum to roll them over again as the referee counts to three giving Travis the victory.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Missy Your winner by pinfall… The Legacy Champion… Travis Blake
Travis sits up laughing… he gets up and gets handed his belt… Eric is in shocked and heads outside the ring. Mickey gets up and realizes what happened… Mickey runs to the other side spearing Eric Weaver.
Eyesnsane and Gianni run out as Tavis looks on. Eric grabs and holds Mickey in a headlock… Eyesnsane and Gianni run over to Eric as we here a pop from the crowd. Earl Lockyer and Dahlia Rotten run out with chairs in their hands.
Travis leaves the ring laughing and gets to the rampway. Travis turns to look at the brawl as Earl hits Eyesnsane with a chair and Dahlia hits Gianni with her chair… Travis turns back to the rampway only to get speared by Blasted Monk!!
Travis hits the floor as Blasted Monk gets off of Travis and heads towards the brawl. Monk grabs the chair form Earl as Travis gets up… Travis heads towards Monk who throws the chair at Travis… Travis blocks it with his Legacy title as Monk grabs Dahlia chair and throws it at Travis hitting him the 2nd time in the head.
Monk blocks lunches from both Earl and Dahlia as he heads over to help out Eric Weaver. Mickey goes to grab Monk but gets Superkicked for his efforts. Monk gets to Eric but gets hit in the back of the head with the Legacy Title by Travis. Travis tosses Monk in the ring and gets on top of him hitting Monk with forearms to the head as Security manages to finally arrive to break it up.