28th March, 2018 - Avalanche (Results) Mar 28, 2018 18:04:16 GMT -6 via mobile
Post by Tad Ezra on Mar 28, 2018 18:04:16 GMT -6
The crowd is on their feet, waving signs around for their favorite wrestlers of Northern Lights Wrestling. The camera pans across them as they scream wildly. After a moment, the camera goes to the ring where Liam Gagnon is standing under a spotlight.
Liam: Lllllllllladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages! Northern Lights Wrestling presents Avalanche, live on WGN from the Center 200 in Sydney, Nova Scotia!
Liam: Now put your hands together for the general manager of Northern Lights Wrestling, Taaaaaad EZZZZZZZZRAAAAAAAAA!!!
“Play Hard” by Krewella begins playing as the audience claps heartily for the arrival of the General Manager. The lights come up as Tad walks onto the stage in a grey suit. He looks from side to side before raising his arms up in the air. This gets him a reaction before he runs down the ramp, switching sides as he slaps hands with the fans. He makes his way all around the ring before swinging around to the ring steps. He jogs up them and wastes no time in getting inside of the ring. He walks around, throwing his arms up in the air and a smile on his face. After working the crowd for a moment, Tad walks up to Liam, shaking his hands with him before accepting the microphone from him. He takes center stage as Liam steps back to the ropes. Tad looks from side to side, smiling at the reaction and letting it die down before he continues
Tad: Thank you! Thank you! Now, I don’t have a lot of time, as we’ve got plenty of action in store for this evening. But I wanted to address a couple of big changes. I recently sat down with the director of public relations for WGN and Honor Wrestling, along with much of the staff for Honor Wrestling. Due to new shows being brought to you this year, we were forced to sign a new deal. I’m sure most of you realized that it’s not Sunday. We will be airing on Wednesday’s now, and we will be taking the place of Pride Wrestling, alternating with Honor’s Showdown. We still have the same amount of time, but as our roster grows, we have the option to gain more air time, but that is futuristically speaking. I hope that you enjoy the show we have for you this evening, and I thank you for your time!
With that, “Play Hard” by Krewella plays over the speakers as Tad waves to the audience. He exits the ring and moves up the ramp, shaking hands with the fans as he moves along.
A fog begins to pour out from the back as "Dead City Radio" plays. White and red lights flash to the beat of the music. Drew comes out from behind the curtains with his arms in the air.
Liam: Please welcome to the ring at this time, straight from... Tobias Carroll's Nard Sack? By way of Detroit Michigan, standing at 5'12" and weighing in at 210lb, he is Drrrrewwwwwww Maaaaasterrrrrssss!!!
He throws them down to his side and runs down the aisle and jumps on the apron. He spins around, jiving his hips to the music before ripping his leather jacket off and tossing it over his shoulder. He vaults over the top rope and comes to the center of the ring as he bangs his head to to music, jiving more.
Lights go down low as "The Hills" by The Weeknd bounces through the speakers in a seductive tone and Dorian Brown comes out in a brown leather biker jacket and matching pants. He has a bar of chocolate in his hand and he bites a piece off the tip before handing it to a fan along the aisle. He swerves them hips before he rips off the pants to show off his silky tights that have chocolate bar brick prints over it. He loses the jacket to show off his body, moving hands up and down stomach and chest.
Liam: Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for the Memphis native weighting in at 224lb and standing at 6'1 he is Dorian Brown!!!
Dorian comes to the ring as he gets on the apron. He puts one leg through the ropes and stops to swerve his hips again but with more power this time. He comes inside that ring and drops to his hands and knees as he moves across the ring seductive until he gets in the corner. He stands up and lick his lips as he watches the audience fall under his spell.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Arnaud: The two start things off with a handshake in the middle of the ring.
Nora: You may not see that often but when you do it's right here in Northern Lights as are wrestlers do respect each each other,, for the most part.
Arnaud: The two tie up in the middle of the ring at a standstill as they seem evenly matched in the strength department. One of them will need to try something else...
Nora: Dorian Headbutts Drew for the advantage then ducks his head underneath Drew and lifts Drew up for a Suplex!!! It's like he heard you Arnaud!
Arnaud: Nice move by Dorian! Both men get right back up, Drew goes to Dorian who hip tosses Drew to the mat.
Nora: Drew gets up as Dorian goes for a Dropkick but misses as Drew moves out the way. Dorian gets to his feet but gets knocked back down as Drew hits him with a Dropkick of his own!
Arnaud: Dorian gets up as Drew tries to grab him but Dorian pushes Drew's arms away, Dorian now grabs Drew and knocks him down with a Swinging Neckbreaker!
Nora: Dorian quickly goes for the cover.
Arnaud: Drew kicks out! Dorian gets off of Drew as Drew does a Kip Up to get to his feet... Dorian runs and tackles him back down to the ground!
Nora: Drew rolls over to get on top of Dorian, Drew hits Dorian with a forearm to the head before getting up.
Nora: Dorian gets back to his feet and tries to grab Drew but Drew moves out the way again. Drew quickly hits a stiff kick to Dorian's knee then grabs him to send him to the ropes.
Arnaud: Dorian bounces off, Drew lifts Dorian up and drops him with a Spinebuster!
Nora: Drew picks Dorian up but hits kicks in the gut for his troubles! Drew quickly grabs Drew arm and places it underneath Drew legs... Dorian picks Drew up and drops him with his Pumphandle Slam!
Arnaud: Dorian grabs Drew and pulls him to the corner... Dorian runs to the opposite corner... This does not look good for Drew as Dorian runs at Drew for his Bronco Buster but gets blocked with a foot to the mid-section!!!
Nora: Drew scouted that move as he gets up and HITS Dorian with a Soccer Punt Kick!
Arnaud: Drew quickly gets on the top ropes as he waits for Drew to get up... The crowd starts to get loud as they know what's coming!
Nora: So does Dorian which could be why he is still down... Wait Dorian is starting to move now as he sits up... Dorian gets up and turns around as Drew jumps off the top ropes... Best of Luck!!! (Superman Punch from top rope)
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Your winner of this match, by pinfall... Drew Masters!!!
The scene opens up backstage were the cameras are close up on the Avalanche title along a slender shoulder. The fans boo as the camera pans out and we see the woman who stole the belt none other than the Golden Queen Angel Kash, standing there in a stunning tight fitting white dress, with white high heel pumps, and a Chanel handbag slung over her other shoulder as she is talking with one of the staff members though in a very demanding tone. As was the custom for her.
Angel: Listen, I don’t care I should be having a celebration tonight. See this belt it is mine it belongs to me, I am not here to talk about technicalities okay? This title is in my position now and I will be addressed as champion now go and make yourself useful and get my balloons I want tonight to be prefect.
Angel soon turns her head to the other two women who helped her gain her “belt”. In the background, Chanelle Martinez and Melissa Ruin are hanging up a sign that says “Congratulations Angel!!!”. However, they are being spotted by two very handsome backstage technicians, so their work is not completely selfless. Melissa goes stiff and falls back into one of their arms.
Melissa: Oh my, you saved me! I guess I owe you a nice dinner? But can you afford it?
Before the technician can answer, Chanelle looks at him and back to Angel. They both laugh at his appearance and the word “afford”. Chanelle finishes hanging the sign up as she steps down and next to Angel.
Chanelle: Gurrrl… my side look fabulous, but Ms. Oopsey Daisy over there got her side all kinds’a jacked up.
Chanelle flips her blonde hombre hair back as she straightens out her stunning blazer jacket. Angel laughs before putting her hand on her heart like she is touched by the sign, though she was laughing at the jokes.
Angel: It’s fine what matters is that the cake gets here, along with the papprazzi and the mazzetti because I am going to be riding in style as the champion should. I mean I know Canada doesn’t have much it can look forward to but one thing it can as that Angel kash is now the Avalanche Champion, which means I am better than that peasant Shelby Holt I mean I beat her and made it look easy. But I do hope that wasn’t her best effort because it won’t be good enough.
Angel snickers as she then says.
Angel: Plus Melissa here has her strong suits maybe shes a bit clumsy but she is the one who is going to finish off that mental midget Kandy Kain once for all. After all women like us make this world go around and people like her are worth less than the dirt at the bottom of our shoes.
Melissa: I'm not that clumsy. I just… I mean, yes I'm such a clutz sometimes. I'm just lucky that a nice, big, strong, American man was there to…
Tech: Actually, I'm from right here in Sydney, Nova Scotia and…
Melissa gags as she pushes herself away from the man. She reaches over to Chanelle who hands her a can of Fabreeze. She sprays herself down and then walks over to a trash can to take vomit.
Melissa: No, just no. When is this party starting anyway? I need to get out of this dump and go back to the right side of the border.
Chanelle: Baby, just relax. This evening is about Angel and me because… wait, if you the champion, then what am I fighting for later besides kicking Shelby’s stank ass all over that ring?
Angel smirks before saying in her normal tone.
Angel: Simple darling and that is to make sure that this belt is between us. See Thaddeus favors that rodent for god knows what reason and will interject her into anything with this belt so instead of that, you take her out and then the true talent can have a shot at this that being you.
The haughty blonde rolls her eyes.
Angel: Plus it will prove to these peasants in this third world country that Shelby Holt doesn’t belong in the picture, and that you do. Now I would never hold any of my parties in this hell hole. I mean if I am going to hold it anywhere I’d rather a city with class like Prague, Milian, or you know anywhere but Canada.
Chanelle: I do not blame you. Milan is where it's at! This place is cold as hell and is fighting each other is what a Pay-Per-View Main Event should be. I say we fly our happy asses outta here tonight and get us lookin’ real good and classy for Honor Turmoil.
Melissa: That's great and all, but wouldn't it be even better if we somehow talked Tad into making it a Triple Threat for all of Nobility to Main Event? That's where we all deserve to be anyway.
Chanelle and Angel again look to one another and barely hold back their laughter. Melissa frowns but can't say anything as the five tier came is carried inside of the area. Chanelle bounces up and down, looking all excited as she grabs an extra glass of champagne from the fountain and hands one to Angel. Angel raises up for a toast smirking as she says.
Angel: To the Nobility for cleansing this place of peasants. To Chanelle for finally seeing her value and dumping those loser fans, to Melissa for what she will do to Kandy Kaine. And finally to me for teaching that loser Shelby Holt what a true champion should be like.
They each raise a glass and cling it before taking a sip.
Angel: That felt really good, not as good as it will be to beat Shelby Holt again and finally end her dreams once and for all. I mean she thinks she compares to me in any way? I am the Golden Queen and she is a lowly worm. One that has gotten lucky and won the belt in a battle royal but one on one she will find out she is outclassed.
Melissa: I'll drink to that!
Tad: Excuse me, ladies, but may I ask why you are blocking up the hallway with a golden segway and an army of private guards?
Tad Ezra walks into the room with security of his own, and a piece of paper in his hand.
Tad: I can't lie, Angel. Gold does suit you. But not like this. I'm going to ask you nicely to give me the belt.
Angel laughs before saying in a questioning tone.
Angel: Duh it suits me look at me I am a true goddess. But you're kidding me right? Why should I? Ratings have only gone up because of the Nobility and plus you know this belt is as good as mine.
Tad: You have an opinion that you are entitled to, and I… Respect that… but you are not entitled to that belt. No one in this room is, and after your actions last week, you should be lucky that I don't suspend all three of you! Now… belt, or…
Chanelle: Or what, Thaddeus? What exactly is you gone do? Suspend us and you lose ratings. That hurts you more than it hurts us, trust baby boy.
Tad taps his chin as he thinks it over for a minute. He takes a deep breath as he looks a bit saddened by the truth.
Tad: That is true. You have built a brand in a matter of weeks, and the fans respond. Suspension would be stupid. But, I could strip Chanelle of her title opportunity tonight, and allow Celeste North and Queen of Apathy past your guards and see how they enjoy this little party of yours?
Angel looks shocked almost disgusted by this.
Angel: You wouldn’t dare? This is my party not a place for freaks and losers like those two. Also, this is my belt I earned it I am the Golden Queen and will not be treated this way! The nobility rules this division.
Angel stammers mad at the gall of someone to speak to her in such a way.
Tad: Sweetie, I run the show! Literally! And I would absolutely dare. My job is to keep order around here and you are making a mockery of me. You don't seem to understand that, so allow me to go ahead and cancel the title stipulation, because I wouldn't dare force friends to fight…
Tad raises his arm up to wave Celeste and Apathy into the room.Angel looks freaked out and has the belt and looks at it before handing it to the owner in a disgusted fashion.
Angel: Fine take it, just keep those freaks away from me and tell that loser Shelby Holt that she won’t be champion for much longer. How pathetic she has to rely on you to get her belt such a pathetic champion.
Angel rolls her eyes highly disgusted. Tad smiles as he takes the belt from Angel. He doesn't say another word. As he walks off, Angel, Chanelle, and Melissa just shake their heads in disgust.
Gemma Frost is standing in the ring.
Gemma: Please welcome the Avalanche Champion, and no I don’t mean Shelby Holt, the only Avalanche champion, Stewart Mason.
The arena erupts in a mixed reaction as Stewart steps on stage in a tailored suit, with the Avalanche title over his shoulder, Gail stands beside him and they pose then make their way to the ring, Gail walks up the steps and enters the ring, Stewart walks up the steps and stands on the ring apron and give the Halifax and arrogant smile then steps through the ropes.
Gemma: When I said the Avalanche champion was coming out here these people actually believed Shelby Holt like I would ever interview that loser.
Gemma: So, you’ve been the champion for a while now, and will remain the champion for a long time, so what it been like being the champion.
Stewart: I like to give who the whole sob story about who I worked hard and how I had to overcome all the obstacles to be champion, but I’m not because I’m am the most gifted wrestler to ever step into a wrestling ring, unlike the scrubs in the back, while they were wrestling in high school gym, and county fairs and I was main eventing shows all over the continent, the simple fact is Gemma is Stewart Mason is money and everyone else are just nickel and dimes.
Gemma: There’s been a lot of buzz about why you selected Ahuevo as the number one contender, and even though you explained that earlier maybe you can explain it again.
Stewart: like we said Ahuevo is clearly a credible challenger to my Avalanche.
There a brief pause then Stewart, Gail, and Gemma start laughing.
Gail: Can you believe he said that with a straight face.
Stewart: Gemma, it's like this, at Turmoil everyone in Honor Wrestling are gonna realize that I’m the only champion worth the price of admission, and after Ahuevo gets paid in full, Gail and I will take a set in the back and watch the lesser talent try and follow me.
Gemma: I have not doubt, that you will be the star of the show.
Stewart: Exactly. Now if you will excuse us, the champ has wasted enough of my valuable time out here with these losers, Halifax it's been your pleasure.
Stewart’s music hits, and he and Gail make they way up the ramp and exit to the back.
Liam: The following singles contest is scheduled for one fall…
"Candy" by Far East Movement begins playing over the speakers as brightly colored lights of all shades flash across the stage. Kandy Kaine comes out onto the stage, and she lets out a squeal as she jumps up and down as the fans cheer for her. She dances from one side of the stage to the other before working up as she stands center stage.
Liam: On her way to the ring, from the Kandy Kingdom, standing at 5'4" and weighing in at 122lb, she is... Kandy Kaine!!!
Kandy squeals again, hearing her name. She charges down the ramp, slapping hands on one side before moving over to the next side. She then dashes under the bottom rope, jumping up and down for the fans.
Blame Canada starts to play as the arena showers Melissa with boos.
Time's have changed
Our kids are getting worse
They won't obey their parents
They just want to fart and curse
Liam: On the way to the ring from Scottsdale, AZ.... Melissa Ruins!!!
"No, blame Canada, blame Canada
With all their beady little eyes
And flappin' heads so full of lies
Blame Canada, blame Canada
We need to form a full assault
It's Canada's fault"
The crowd boos louder as Melissa finally comes from behind the curtains. Melissa looks at the crowd with a disdain look on her face. She walks down unhappy in the middle of the ramp way so that neither side of the crowd can touch her as she walks down.
"Blame Canada, blame Canada
There not even a real country anyway"
The crowd erupts as they shower her with boos so loud that her entrance music can no longer be heard. Melissa stumps her feet as she walks up the ring steps. Once at the ring apron she looks at the crowd and gives them all the middle finger causing the crowd to boo even louder at her. She smiles at her puppets then gets in the ring as she waits for the bell to ring.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Arnaud: Melissa runs right at Kandy and tries to knock her down but Kandy wraps her arm around Melissa had and drops her with a DDT!
Nora: Kandy gets up laughing at the young rookie. Kandy gets up as does Melissa, Melissa steps up to Kandy who pops her in the face with a Right Hook!
Crowd: Kandy! Kandy! Kandy!
Arnaud: Kandy hits Melissa with a Left Jab then another Right Hook!
Nora: Kandy Dropkicks Melissa to the turnbuckle. Kandy runs to the opposite side of the ring...
Arnaud: Kandy seems to be going for her Pop Rocks! It is as Kandy goes for a Triple Cartwheel Elbow Smash...
Nora: Melissa Hits Kandy with a Dropkick to the back of the head to counter Pop Rocks!!
Arnaud: Melissa goes for the cover!
Arnaud: Kandy kicks out! Melissa gets up picking up Kandy as well, she sends Kandy to the ropes. Kandy bounces off and jumps up in the air, she wraps her legs around Melissa... Taste the Rainbow!!! (Frankensteiner) Kandy goes for the cover.
Nora: Melissa kicks out but barely! Kandy can't believe it either by the looks of it!
Arnaud: Kandy gets up and runs to the ropes, she bounces off and hits a Swanton Bomb!
Nora: Kandy now gets up on the top turnbuckle... She jumps off for a Leg Drop but Melissa rolls out the way. Kandy lands on her rear but gets up right away and heads back to Melissa... Melissa grabs Kandy's foot to go for the Ruin Lock! (Ankle Lock)... Kandy kicks Melissa with her free foot to break the hold.
Arnaud: Both women get up as the crowd again chants Kandy's name! Kandy goes to grab Melissa but Melissa kicks Kandy in the mid section! Melissa grabs Kandy and picks her up for A Power Bomb...
Nora: NO!!! Kandy counters with a Face Buster!!! Kandy goes for the cover!!!
Nora: Melissa kicks out!
Arnaud: Kandy gets up and goes to Kick Melissa in the face but Melissa blocks it by grabbing Kandy's foot and goes to lock in her Ruin Lock! (Ankle Lock)
Nora: Melissa locks it in as she its up, Melissa tries to get on one knee to get up but this gives Kandy time to crawl to the ropes jerking Melissa forward a bit. Melissa manages to hold Kandy in place and still get up. Melissa tries to pulls Kandy but it’s too late, Kandy manages to grabs the ropes forcing Melissa to break the hold.
Arnaud: Both women get to there feet, The crowd has not stopped chanting for Kandy this match! Kandy goes to clothesline Melissa but she ducks it!
Nora: Melissa goes for a Dropkick but Kandy moves out the way.
Arnaud: Kandy now goes to grab Melissa but Melissa kicks Kandy in the stomach then gives her both middle fingers. Melissa kicks her again for good measure then turns and grabs her head... Ruinously Stunned!!! (Cutter/Stunner)
Nora: Melissa goes for the cover!
Nora: Kandy kicks out!!!
Arnaud: Melissa can't believe, she goes over and grabs Kandy's ankle for the Ruin Lock! (Ankle Lock)... That's it, Kandy taps out immediately!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Your winner of this match, by submission... Melissa Ruin!!!!
Melissa goes outside the ring and snatches the microphone from Liam. She gets back in the ring.
Melissa: All you worthless Canadians out there want to boo me and chant for Kandy. That makes a lot of sense that you losers will sit here and cheer for another loser. You Canadians are all stupid, you're all week just like Kandy.
The crowd boos Melissa, she turns to look at Kandy and kicks her, Melissa kicks her again and rolls her out the ring.
Melissa: You stupid people can boo me all you want, I'm a winner you're all losers. The only thing great and Canada is everytime I step foot in this god-awful country.
The crowd boos get as loud as they can get.
Melissa: You all boo when you should be honored by my presence!
Broken Dreams by Shaman's Harvest starts to play as the crowd explodes in a cheer to the Canadian native, Pride Tag Team Champion Winter Elemental from the Kawaii Dragons.
Winter walks down the ramp in her maple leaf jersey black pants and her title around her waist. She gets in the ring and takes the microphone from Melissa. Winter looks around as the 6,500 in the crowd split into two chants, half chant Winter while the other chant Kawaii Dragons.
Winter: Hello Nova Scotia!
The crowd let out a very cheap pop.
Winter: Melissa Ruin had a great match.
Melissa claps as the crowd boos.
Winter: I came here tonight to see the Main Event match eh. But Melissa since I’m out here, you know the Kawaii Dragons will face the Ruin Sisters for the Pride Tag Team Titles.
Melissa: They will be the new champions!
Winter: Maybe they will…
Winter: No, they really won’t. I do have however a message for Stacy and Debbi.
Melissa: And what would that be?
Winter: Tell them I said…
Winter kicks Melissa in the mid section and locks in the Kawaii Dragon Lock! (Crippler Crossface) The crowd cheer Winters name as Winter yells at Melissa.
Winter: Say something else about my Canadians, you stupid bitch!
Melissa taps out as Winter keeps the hold on. Northern Lights referees and security rush the ring to break them up.
Were backstage as we see Jerry Cann walking down a hallway heading over to a table to grab a bottled water. Ahuevo is seen having a chat on his cellphone next to the table, the two look at each other and nod. Jerry grabs a bottle as Ahuevo ends his phone call and makes conversation with Jerry.
Ahuevo: Kind of wish I had a match tonight, how about you?
Jerry takes a drink before answering.
Jerry: Yeah man, but with Kader going to Honor, Shorty not being much, who is left?
Ahuevo: The Champion Stewart Mason?
Jerry laughs at Ahuevo who laughs back with him.
Jerry: Trust me, the champion Stewart wants no part of me, hell he wants no part of you either. Stewart’s a joke man, you will be the next champion. Stewart will end up in the bottom of the pile right below the little guy Devin.
Ahuevo looks to be raising an eyebrow thought his mask.
Ahuevo: You don’t think Stewart is as tough as they come?
Jerry shrugs his shoulder while tilting his head to the right displaying a really, not really look.
Jerry: Sure, like 20 years ago, the man is on his last breath in this business.
Ahuevo crosses his arms over his chest knowing the champ is the champ for a reason.
Ahuevo: Shit, I don’t know mang. Stewart made it through everyone to get that strap, and I won’t take that away from him. He still got something in him.
Ahuevo lowers his head shaking it left and right trying not to laugh.
Ahuevo: Aw hell naw, you just went there. I can’t believe you said what we was all thinking, mang! But do you really think I could measure up?
Jerry: Hey, you have this in the bag, too bad when you face him it won’t be the main event.
Ahuevo: Why do you say that?
Jerry: He is usually asleep by then or still drinking his warm milk before bed.
Ahuevo laughs through his mask as he taps Jerry on the shoulder, enjoying the conversation more than he wants to admit.
Ahuevo: Nah, mang. I’ll just make sure he gets his Miralax later in the day. The more regular the old f*ck is, the more energy he’s gonna have.
Ahuevo and Jerry laugh together once more as Ahuevo holds onto his back and does his best “old white guy” impression, stumbling about.
Ahuevo: Why back in muh day, dem young whipper snappers done had respect for the elderly. I got half a mind to beat down that masked punk, but I pray to God I don’t throw out no hip in the process.
Just then, Ahuevo’s phone begins ringing. Ahuevo looks down at it and groans as he shakes his head.
Ahuevo: Yo, homes, I gotta take this. Been fun though. We’ll have to get a couple cervezas sometime after a show.
Jerry: For sure man
Jerry takes another bottled water with him before taking off.
A camera zooms out as Jerry and Ahuevo ends there talk as we see Avalanche Champion in the background not happy as he has been standing there the whole time. He is fuming as his fists clench together tightly. Gail shakes her head as she storms off. Stewart goes to follow after her as she comes up to Tad Ezra’s office door and she begins pounding on it. Stewart storms up and pushes the door open.
Stewart: Did you actually allow that garbage to be aired on your program?
Tad: It was two guys messing around. Learn to take a joke, Stewart.
Stewart: Take a joke? I didn’t make a career by being the butt end of jokes. I made a career by honing my skills and turning them into a craft. It’s how I won this title over my shoulder, becoming the most undeniably best in this company, and in this business. You’re lucky that I didn’t make short work of those two, because everybody knows that I could take both of them on any given day of the week.
Tad taps his pen on the desk as he listens to Stewart go on, until the very end when he slaps his hand against the top of the desk.
Tad: Done! Your wish is granted. You will take on Ahuevo and Jerry Cann right now. Go on and head out to the ring.
Stewart: Wait, that’s not… I’m not even in my wrestling tights.
Tad: I’m sure we could get Jerry and Ahuevo to go on for a few more minutes so that you can get changed.
Stewart: Where is the respect for the champion? Is that a dying trend, no longer known in this business? I’m the best there is, and I demand respect!
Tad nods his head as he stands up from his desk. He walks over to the door and opens it, giving a fake polite gesture to Gail and Stewart to exit. Stewart shakes in anger as Gail gently coaxes him out of the door. Tad chuckles as he closes the door.
We go elsewhere in the arena as we see Martha Fox standing with her grandsons, Mason and Jason Fox. She is watching over them as they snack at the table. Jerry Cann is just leaving the area, watching them dig in like savages and he shakes his head.
Martha: Easy boys. You must leave some of the oatmeal butterscotch cookies for the others!
Martha smiles as she waves them off. She sees Sai Basu approaching and she straightens out her apron, and fluffs up her hair some. She folds her arms in front of her as Sai gets closer, looking at the twins, and then to Martha.
Sai: Since your grandsons have a mouth full right now, may I have a moment of your time.
Martha: Why, you can have as much of my time as you need, Sai. Such a sweet young man, you are…
Sai: I was just curious, your grandsons are not in action tonight, but you guys made it all the way to Nova Scotia. Is there any reason in particular for this?
Martha: Oh, you know… Boys will be boys. They have never been happier than they are when they are backstage at a Northern Lights Wrestling show, so we made the trip. Plus, the doctor says that I should travel while I’m still young, so here we are!
Sai smiles as Martha blushes and turns to the side for a second.
Sai: May I pick your brain for a moment about the goals of your grandsons? There aren’t any other official tag teams here. Are there any two that they would like to fight?
Mason speaks out, but it sounds like rubbish over all of the cookies in his mouth. Jason does the same thing, but it almost sounds like he’s choking as bits of cookie crumbs fall from his mouth. Martha laughs again.
Martha: Sweethearts, it is not polite to talk with your mouths full. Now, to answer your question, we are here hoping to start a trend. Tag teams are always fun, and I think the boys would love to have a match against Drew Masters and Jerry Cann. Or Ahuevo and Holly Wood. Really, anybody. They just want to do what they are going to do, and that is being boys. My sweet, handsome, goofy guys, ohhh…
Martha approaches them and smothers their cheeks in grandma kisses as they try to smudge them away. Sai laughs and shrugs his shoulders as Jason gulps down his cookie. He opens his mouth to speak as Sai hears something in his earpiece.
Sai: Nora, Arnaud, take it back!
Liam: The following Handicap Match is scheduled for one fall… making his way to the ring first, being accompanied to the ring by Gail Weston, standing at 6’ and weighing in at 235lb, he is your Avalanche Champion, Stewart Mason!!!
Stewart Steps on the stage, wearing black pants and combat boots, and Black Vest, with Black Handwraps, he takes in the reaction of the crowd, and is joined by a female, together they walk to the ring, the female climbs the ring steps and steps through the ropes and walks to the center of the ring, Stewart climbs the ropes from outside and points to himself then climbs down from the ropes, and joins the female in the center of the ring.
Liam: And his opponents, entering first…
Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz starts to play
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
Liam: First on his way to the ring... he weighs in at 227 Ibs, from Las Vegas, Nevada... Jerry Cann!!!!
Jerry Walks out to the rampway to a small pop. He looks around as he makes his way to the ring.
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
Jerry now at ringside high fives a few kids in the front row before sliding into the ring.
Finally, someone let me out of my cage
Now time for me is nothing 'cause I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there
Now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Jerry goes to a corner waiting for his partner to come out.
Liam: Aaaaand his partner, from South of the Border, standing at 5’8” and weighing in at 177lb, he is your Number One Contender… Ahhhhhhuuuuuevooooooooo!!!
“Sueltate y Toma” by Reggae Black begins playing over the speakers when a red light shines from behind the curtains. As they open, the figure of Ahuevo is seen standing there. He bounces around to the beat of the music. He charges down the ramp, and as he makes it to the ring, he leaps through with a somersault, kneeling on one knee in the ring. He looks out to the crowd, pointing across them all in a circle. He then runs up the turnbuckle and does a flip off of it, landing on his hands as he walks across the ring to his corner on them before coming down to a crouching position as he talks to Jerry, sizing Stewart up.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Arnaud: Jerry Cann starts things off with Stewart, and there is a smile on both men’s faces. Ahuevo claps for Jerry as he steps to the outside, getting the crowd behind him immediately. They clap and cheer along.
Nora: Jerry raises an arm up for a test of strength, but Stewart boots him in the stomach. He hits a European Uppercut on Jerry that spins him around. Stewart lifts Jerry up for an Atomic Drop, but Jerry brings him down for a Victory Roll!
Arnaud: You don’t get to be the Avalanche Champion by going down that quickly. Jerry springs over to Ahuevo and tags him in, keeping fresh. Ahuevo jumps over the top rope and darts over to Stewart. He ducks a hard jab from Stewart and hits a Kitchen Sink knee to face.
Nora: He tags Jerry back in as Jerry comes crashing down with an Ax Handle Smash from the top rope, and he tags Ahuevo back in once more. Ahuevo leaps onto the top rope and walks it like a tightrope as he flies off with a Lionsault, hooking the leg.
Arnaud: Ahuevo goes to tag Jerry back in once more, but Stewart locks onto his ankle before latching on for an actual Ankle Lock! The crowd boos viciously as Jerry tries to cheer Ahuevo back over to his corner.
Nora: Ahuevo shouts out in pain as he extends his arm out as far as he can manage to get it. He opens his mouth to let out a pained scream before lifting up to one foot. He hops on the one foot but Stewart pulls him back further.
Arnaud: Ahuevo goes for a swinging kick to Stewart, but he ducks it, only to get caught off guard by a Mule Kick to the face! Stewart holds onto his face for a second before the anger catches back up to him. He goes to grab Ahuevo, who is holding onto his ankle, but he somersaults out of the way to tag Jerry back in!
Nora: Jerry ducks under the top rope and charges at Stewart, knocking him down with a Clothesline! Stewart gets back up and Jerry goes for another, but Stewart plants him on the mat with a Spinning Spinebuster!
Arnaud: Jerry arches his back in pain as Jerry lifts him up. Ahuevo darts into the ring toward Stewart, and he boots him in the stomach. He wraps an arm around each of their necks and brings them down with vicious DDT’s that rock the ring!
Nora: And he places Jerry on top of Ahuevo before kneeling down to hook their legs in a showing of dominance!
Arnaud: Jerry gets his leg up. Stewart should have put him at the bottom of the pile since he’s the legal man, but this match that wasn’t even supposed to be happening, gets to continue! Jerry gets up as Stewart is arguing with Dylan Roberts. Jerry wraps his arms around Stewart’s in a Full Nelson (Masterlock Version)!
Nora: Stewart shouts out as he struggles against it. Jerry laces his fingers together, locking it in. He brings Stewart down to one knee as the champion struggles to break free! However, the crowd gives off a mixed reaction as “Shorty” Devin Tyler runs down the ramp!
Arnaud: Without the referee seeing it, Shorty taps Ahuevo on the back of the knee. As Ahuevo turns slightly, Shorty nails him with a Dick Punch! He slowly climbs inside of the ring and gets up to his feet. He sizes Jerry up, and Jerry drops Stewart.
Nora: Shorty winds up for the pitch, but Jerry moves out of the way. Stewart shoves Jerry back and Shorty turns around to punch him as he says “Not this time, little guy…” And he spins out of the way.
Arnaud: Jerry hits a knee to the back of Shorty’s head as he falls back into Ahuevo who is just climbing back up onto the apron. The referee calls for the tag, but Stewart is quick to hit Jerry with the Paid In Full (Implant DDT)! He drops down to pin Jerry!
Nora: Dylan Roberts tells him that Jerry isn’t legal as he refuses the count, but before he can react, Ahuevo comes crashing down across Stewart’s back with the Ahuevo 630 (630 Corkscrew Moonsault)!!! He turns Stewart over on his back and hooks the leg!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here are your winners via pinfall… Jerry Cann and Ahuevooooooooo!!!
Arnaud: Ahuevo jumps up, celebrating the win over the champion as he jumps around the ring. This is Stewart Mason’s very first loss in Northern Lights Wrestling, and it comes at the hands of the unlikely challenger!
Nora: As much as Shorty played a part in this, Ahuevo capitalized and proved that he is not the push over that Stewart Mason thought he would be when he picked Ahuevo as his contender. Stewart rolls out of the ring, enraged and embarrassed at the same time.
Arnaud:He begins knocking things out of fan’s hands before walking over to the timekeeper’s table, knocking everything and anything off of it. Security guides him to the back as he tries to fight past them. Ahuevo motions around his waist, which only provokes Stewart to get even more angry.
Nora: Ahuevo helps Jerry back to his feet, checking on him as Jerry nods his head. Dylan Roberts raises their arms up in victory. As Stewart makes his way backstage, Northern Lights Wrestling’s own backstage interviewer Quentin Dawson slides into the ring in style. He approaches Ahuevo with a smile and Ahuevo nods.
Quentin Ahuevo, that was an amazing win out there tonight. You proved a lot of people, namely Stewart Mason, wrong with that victory. Do you have anything to say?
Ahuevo: Si. It’s simple, vato. You think I look like an easy target, mang. You picked me to face at Honor Wrestling’s Turmoil on Cinco De Mayo because you thought I would go down easy. Lemme be the first to tell you that you was wrong. Dead wrong!
Ahuevo: Everyone thinks Imma joke to them, but the truth is that I won’t go down easy. I ain’t no mark, son. You can talk all big and bad from your high horse, mang, but Imma come with it hard at Turmoil. Ain’t no mistake that this falls on Cinco De Mayo, the day of independence for Me-hee-co, because that is exactly what that title’s gonna get. It will be freed from your shackles, mang, and it will get carried by someone that this company can be proud of, and not some scared, shook little puta like you! Shit got real for you, tonight, mang. It’s about to get taken up a notch. Ahuevo! Ahuevo! Ahuevo!
Crowd: Ahuevo! Ahuevo! Ahuevo!
Ahuevo and Jerry march around the ring as “Sueltate y Toma” plays over the speakers and the crowd continues to chant along with Ahuevo. The cameras move elsewhere in the arena.
Backstage, Celeste is standing around in the Women’s Locker Room. Surrounding her are Queen of Apathy, Kandy Kaine, Ivory Sullivan, and Kinley Carlisle. Ivory isn’t paying any attention to what is going on, looking bothered by the fact that Celeste is even around. She gets up and leaves the room. Kinley is filing her nails.
Celeste: This is ridiculous, honestly. I mean, those three bitches think they rule the roost. They have already made fools of me, Apathy, and Kinley, and they put poor Kandy out of action for a few weeks after their attack on her.
Kandy: Yeah, that was sooooo not cool!
Apathy: They are playing it like a game of chess. It’s completely understandable, and frankly, if I were in their shoes, I would be doing what they are doing. I just don’t relate to people that easily.
Celeste: Of course you don’t. But that doesn’t mean that we can’t get together and stop them from running roughshod over us. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m tired of having to keep eyes open in the back of my head.
Kandy claps her hands together and squeals as an answer. Apathy shrugs her shoulders and holds her hand out at her side. Kinley stands up and laughs as she walks off, mumbling under her breath. Celeste waves her off as she looks over to Apathy who sighs.
Apathy: I’m game for this, but please understand that it is merely out of necessity. This doesn’t make us girlfriends who have slumber parties and braid each other’s hair.
Kandy: Can we at least curl each other’s hair? Oh! Makeup tips! And lots of candy!
Apathy: No thank you. We can swap ass kicking tips, though, if you want.
Celeste: You two! You’re not listening. Melissa Ruin, Angel Kash, and Chanelle Martinez are making us into a joke, and we simply cannot stand for it any longer. I need to know that if I have your backs, that you will have mine too. Can I count on you guys?
Kandy: Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!
Apathy: You have my allegiance… for now. I don’t enjoy getting my head smashed into speakers and ring posts when I’m trying to do one simply thing. Eventually I want the Avalanche Championship around my waist, but those three won’t let it happen.
Celeste: Then we are all on the same page. That’s great.
Apathy: It’s… necessary.
Celeste puts her hand forward as Kandy is quick to put hers over Celeste’s. Apathy gives it a few seconds before joining in and placing hers on top. They give their hands a shake as a smile creeps upon Celeste’s face.
Liam: The following Main Event contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Northern Lights Wrestling’s Avalanche Championship! Already in the ring, from Bell, FL, standing at 5’5” and weighing in at 112lb, she is your Avalanche Champion… Shelby Holt!
Shelby raises her belt high in the air as “Wildside” by Sabrina Carpenter and Sofia Carson plays over the speakers. The crowd cheers her on as she walks around the ring for them. She hands the belt over to Referee Ryan Richards and turns her attention to the stage.
Liam: And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Angel Kash, from Bronx, NY standing at 5’7” and weighing in at 127lb, she is “Azz n’ Class”... Chanelle Marrrrrrtinezzzzzzzz!!!
“Red Lipstick” begins playing over the speakers as Chanelle comes out from behind the curtains. As the music picks up, Chanelle begins to “back it up” before she comes down the ring. She climbs onto the apron and does the splits as she twerks down to the ground. She climb underneath the bottom rope, continuing to shake it. She stands up and runs across the ring, running up a turnbuckle where she once again shakes it for a moment before stepping down to a standing position. Angel Kash claps for Chanelle, but doesn’t look very enthusiastic as she stares right at Shelby.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Arnaud: Chanelle is on fire as she charges across the ring with a Clothesline to Shelby. Shelby gets back up, but Chanelle is back on her with another. As Shelby rises up again, Chanelle meets her with another. Shelby back up to the corner.
Nora: The crowd boos as Chanelle charges over to the corner, catching Shelby with a Rear View! Shelby falls back down. As Chanelle saunters around the ring, whipping her hair as she taunts the audience.
Arnaud: Meanwhile, Angel uses the distraction to choke Shelby with a purse strap! Shelby flails around as Chanelle keeps the referee distracted. Celeste North runs down the ramp and she is quickly followed by Melissa Ruin!
Nora: Celeste pushes Angel off of Shelby but Melissa attacks Celeste. Kandy Kaine runs out next as she tries to help Celeste out. This is all out war and the referee can't gain control... Wait! “Play Hard” plays over the speakers!
Tad: Stop! Stop! Stop the match!
Nora: General Manager Tad Ezra makes his way out onto the ramp. He wastes no time.
Tad: Oh no, don't get me wrong. This match is still happening, but not like this. If we're going to have pandemonium, we’re going to take it up a notch. This match will be restarted… as a Lumberjill Match!
Nora: This is huge! Kinley Carlisle, Ivory Sullivan, Martha Fox, and Queen of Apathy all make their way down the ramp quickly as they circle the ring. Referee Ryan Richards corrals Chanelle back to her corner as he makes sure Shelby can compete. She holds onto her throat but nods her head. He once again calls for the bell.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Arnaud: And here we go again! Chanelle charges across the ring with a Clothesline, but Shelby ducks under it. She hits a Discus Clothesline to Chanelle, sending her over the top rope.
Nora: Martha Fox and Kandy Kaine lift Chanelle up and send her into the ring steps. Martha covers her mouth with a laugh as Kandy looks shocked. Martha shrugs as Kandy shakes her head.
Arnaud: Chanelle crawls back up the steps and climbs onto the apron. She stands up but Shelby pulls her over the top rope by the hair. She picks her up and flings her over the opposite side. Celeste and Queen of Apathy lift her up.
Nora: They hammer away at her back before grabbing onto the back of Chanelle’s tights. They flip her over onto the edge of the apron back first. The crowd cheers as Apathy simply shrugs and Celeste celebrates it.
Arnaud: Meanwhile, Shelby gets pulled out of the ring by Melissa and Angel. They club her across the back and send her flying toward the barricade. Instead of crashing into it, Shelby jumps up onto it and spins around with a kick that floors both ladies.
Nora: Chanelle climbs inside of the ring and rests on the corner. Shelby climbs inside of the ring and charges forward with a knee to Chanelle’s face. She stomps away at her, having reached her fill of it all.
Arnaud: But can you blame her? She’s put up with so much from Chanelle, Angel, and Melissa. She picks Chanelle off of the mat and holds onto her hair. She repeatedly punches Chanelle in the face. She ends it with a Headbutt, and as Chanelle falls to the mat, Shelby drops down for the pin.
Nora: Melissa reaches inside of the ring and pulls Shelby by the foot, right as Chanelle kicks out. Shelby stands up and turns around to kick at Melissa. Chanelle gets behind her and brings her down for a Falling Backbreaker, bridging it into a pin.
Arnaud: Kinley Carlisle pulls Chanelle out of the ring and gets mouthy, shouting in her face. They get into a heated argument as Shelby flies through the ropes with a Suicide Dive as Chanelle turns around to catch the brunt of it.
Crowd: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
Nora: Celeste and Apathy lift Shelby up as Melissa and Angel lift Chanelle up. They talk smack to each other as they try to pump up their respective competitor. They push one another into each other, causing an all-out brawl to erupt. Martha Fox moves out of the way as the wrestlers go at it.
Arnaud: Celeste and Apathy brawl with Melissa and Angel. Kinley and Ivory begin brawling. Chanelle moves inside of the ring. She watches on as at the mayhem as Shelby slides in behind her. She hits the Father Figure (Swinging Fisherman’s Suplex) without hesitation! She hooks the leg!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liam: Here is your winner and still Avalanche Champion… Shelby Holt!!!
The crowd cheers as the brawling continues on. They go back and forth all around the ring and spilling inside. The timing for the show runs out abruptly as all chaos breaks out.