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VICTORY III
IMPULSIVE VIOLENCE27 SEPTEMBER 2021
LIVE FROM THE PENCHANGA ARENA IN SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA | 10:00 MDT___________________________________________________________________
GREYSON MARKS: Here we are ready for our opening contest. Lash Donahue and El Landerson making their debuts tonight
LINCOLN PHELPS: This is a bloody good chance for these guys to show what they can do in a ring. It’s time for them to go out in front of the PWE fans and show them what they can look forward to going forward
GREYSON MARKS: You only get one chance to make a first impression. Let’s see how these guys do
DING! DING! DING!
The bell rings to start the match, lash and El Landerson move around each other in the center of the ring before locking up. Lash uses his size advantage to pull El Landerson forward and then shove him backward across the ring. El Landerson lands and rolls back over to his feet popping straight back up as Lash just greens and shakes out his long dreadlocks. They go to lock up again, this time El Landerson hits a few low-thigh kicks. It causes Lash to hop sideways before he hits the ropes, Lash goes for a clothesline but El Landerson docs and it’s the opposite ropes, lash goes for a back elbow but El Landerson bounces up off the second rope turning in midair for a cross body on to lash
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lash kicks out. El Landerson pops right up to his feet and gets the crowd riled up behind him. He gets onto the apron and grabs the top rope signaling for some kind of springboard move. He jumps up and leaps off as a Lash gets to his feet, Lash ducks the springboard clothesline attempt and as El Landerson rolls forward to his feet lash comes flying in with a thesz press. He rains down tight hands over and over. El Landerson pushes a Lash off of his body but as El Landerson gets to his feet with Lash, Lash hits a kick to his stomach doubling him over, Lash then picks El Landerson up and drops him forward with a gourdbuster. Rose is down and holding his ribs, Lash rolled him over and hooks the leg.
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El Landerson kicks out. /Gives a small not looking up at the referee before reaching down and dead lifting El Landerson straight up and over with a German Suplex. He dumps El Landerson on the back of his head and El Landerson rolls out of the ring to the floor. Lash pops up and does a circle around the ring as El Landerson gets to his feet on the outside, Lash then throws his body up and over the top rope with a Fosbury flop.
Lash gets to his feet grabbing Rose by the ring gear and rolling him under the bottom rope back into the rain. Lash slides in and reaches down grabbing a hold of El Landerson‘s legs signaling for the Donahue death lock, he picks up El Landerson and tries to turn him over, El Landerson though kicks his legs out throwing Lash forward forcing him to land throat first onto the middle rope! El Landerson pops up and hits the ropes before coming back and spinning hitting the El Landerson 619. It connects and sends lash back into the ring, El Landerson then climbs to the top right measures of lash and leaps off with his El Landerson frog splash. He hits it!
ONE
TWO
THREE!
GREYSON MARKS: El Landerson did it!
LINCOLN PHELPS: Damn I really thought Lash was going to pull it out here.
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GREYSON MARKS: Lachlan Kane gets a chance at two wins in a row after picking up a victory at last week’s, well, Victory, against Ashley Whitmore.
LINCOLN PHELPS: BEFORE YOU ASK, I’M NOT DRUNK FOR THIS MATCH THIS WEEK! Last week’s Lachlan Kane match, however… there were some questions…
GREYSON MARKS: Questions about your sobriety? Yes, there were.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Whatever. Let's see if Lachlan can beat The Huntress… or The Queen of Strong Style… Or whatever she calls herself.
DING DING DING
The match begins with Amber Payne going straight at Lachlan Kane with a complete disregard for traditional lock-up wrestling. Forearm strikes rock Lachlan back into the turnbuckle, followed up by a quick series of uppercuts, rocking Kane. The referee has to pull Payne back out of the corner after a four-count, but she immediately returns and delivers some stiff forearm strikes to Lachlan’s head. From the corner, she hooks Kane’s head and brings him into the center of the ring with a vicious snap suplex, going quickly for the cover.
ONE
T-KICK OUT BY LACHLAN KANE!
A quick kick-out by Kane gets Payne to her feet. She moves back to the corner that she just brought Lachlan out of, sizes him up, then waits for him to rise to his feet. As he does, she makes a charging run and dives, connecting hard with a flying crossbody bringing Lachlan down to the mat with a big impact. Instead of giving Kane time to recover from the impact, The Queen of Strong Style drops to a knee and locks Kane’s neck in a sleeper hold, not giving him a chance to catch his breath. The referee checks on Lachlan, but he doesn’t give up. Instead, the fans start to cheer which gets the Irishman to start to recover. He rises, eating up the crowd’s cheers, then delivers a swift elbow into the stomach of Payne. She reels back. Another elbow. Another. Finally, the hold breaks with Amber doubling over from the elbows to the stomach. He drops down to a crouch then springs up with a big European Uppercut, reeling Amber. He follows with a shotgun dropkick, knocking her onto her back. Lachlan is the one who goes for the cover this time.
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TH- NO! A CLOSE KICKOUT BY AMBER PAYNE!
Amber is obviously shaken, and Lachlan takes advantage of that by bringing her to her feet while she’s still dazed. He Irish Whips her into the rope, but Amber ducks, bounces off the nearside ropes, then delivers a crunching hip check that knocks Lachlan down. She grabs his hair, bringing him up to his knees, then takes a step back sizing him up. Amber steps up and delivers an incredibly loud Shining Wizard that looks like it leaves Lachlan out cold. She wastes no time and climbs to the top rope turnbuckle. She sizes up Kane, leaps off the top rope, rotates in the air and lands with a clean 450 Splash. She hooks the far leg, looking for the win!
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THR- A KICKOUT BY KANE AS THE REFEREE’S HAND WAS ALMOST DOWN FOR THREE!
Amber knows that the match is near the end, so she brings Lachlan up to his feet while he’s still doubled-over. She hooks the arms, getting ready to finish him off with a Pain Killer, but Lachlan clinches his arms, pulls back, and brings her over in a backslide pin attempt. Instead of holding the pin, he stands and lands another shotgun dropkick while Amber is still rising from the reversal. She hits the mat, but Kane kips up to his feet, hooks Amber’s neck and brings her down with a hard Dying Breed DDT. He goes for the cover, ensuring to hook both legs.
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THREE!
WINNER VIA PINFALL: LACHLAN KANE And that makes it two in a row for Lachlan! He’s on a bit of a hotstreak to start off in Excellence!
LINCOLN PHELPS: Are we really doing this?
GREYSON MARKS: Doing what…?
LINCOLN PHELPS: Are we really calling two wins a win streak… You know what, sure. What a win streak! Unbeatable!
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Following his match against Amber Payne, Lachlan Kane could be seen in the backstage area, still in his gear with a towel draped around his shoulders. He fist-bumped a few of the crew he passed who congratulated him on his win, but he didn’t stick around to talk. He rounded a corner to head to his locker room, but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the door slightly ajar. His eyes narrowed as he carefully approached the door and nudged it open with his foot.
Darkness greeted him, so he felt along the wall for a light switch and flipped it on. He was greeted with the sight of his locker room completely trashed. Furniture flipped over and smashed, his clothes and personal belongings strewn all over, and mirrors and picture frames smashed to pieces. But what caught his attention was the back wall, where blood-red paint had been splattered across its white surface along with some words…
“O little one,
My little one,
Come with me,
Your life is done.
Forget the future,
Forget the past.
Life is over:
Breathe your last.”
Despite the bravado he had shown in his last encounter with Angel and the fierce words he directed at her in his promo video, Lachlan visibly shuddered at the scene, a slight look of apprehension on his face as he took a few steps back. After a brief moment, he steps back out of the room.
As soon as we hear the door click shut, Angel sways from out of a dark corner, with that wicked little grin perched across her face.
ANGEL: Time to come out and play...
She admires her work one last time before opening the door and basically skipping out of the room, her evil laugh echoing down the hall as the scene focuses on the words on the wall.
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GREYSON MARKS: Here we go, the second match with pure debuts tonight.,
LINCOLN PHELPS: What a great night we have had so far, El Landerson won his debut, Lachlan Kane got the win against the debuting Amber Payne...and now
GREYSON MARKS: Now we have a very intriguing match. Legion who is known the world over and Malcolm St Croix who, to be perfectly honest, is one of the most interesting human beings to join this company…
DING! DING! DING!
As soon as the bell rings Malcolm moves across the ring and attacks Legion with a hard forearm shot. Legion falls to the mat, Malcolm grabs the top rope and starts viciously stomping Legion in the chest and head. The face-painted superstar covers up as she is being dominated early by Malcolm St Croix. The referee starts to count as technically legion is under the bottom rope, the referee gets to 4 and Malcolm backs up. Legion pulls herself to her feet, Malcolm comes flying in again and this time Lita and is able to move to the side causing Malcolm to crash chest first into the top turnbuckle. Legion drops down and pulls Malcolm backward into a schoolboy roll-up.
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Malcolm kicks out. They both get to their feet and as they do Malcolm flies forward grabbing hold of Legion by the shoulder and side hitting a running knee lift. Lesion crashes to the mat, Malcolm stays on the attack reaching down and grabbing a lesion by the wrists pulling her arms up. He then places his foot on Legion's chest and starts to stomp down over and over again onto her upper body and head before pulling Legion up by her wrists placing his foot on her chest and then slamming her body down stepping on her chest at the same time. Malcolm drops down and goes for a pin himself.
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Legion kicks out. Malcolm straight away turns and locks in a great final he’ll hook wrapping his own legs around legions. Lead and screams in pain as Malcolm pulls back on her leg and twist her ankle around. Legion slams her hands on the mat and pulls herself sideways just getting to the bottom rope right before the pain is too much. Malcolm is forced to let go of the hold as he slides back with his hands up waiting for Legion to get herself to her feet. As she does Malcolm slides in catching a right hand from Legion, he spins her arm around behind her fucking her in a chicken wing position before lifting her up and throwing her backward in a chicken wing Suplex!
Legion crashes to the mat headfirst and looks completely out of it. Malcolm gets to his feet and shakes his head looking at Legion. Legion starts to pull herself up and Malcolm steps forward hooking Legion's arm and rolling over with her locking in the canonization cross armbar. He arches his hips and falls lesions arm downward, she cannot help it reach over frantically at the Rope realizing she cannot get there legion has no choice but to tap.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Good lord Malcolm St Croix is a beast
GREYSON MARKS: We have seen a statement made tonight…
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GREYSON MARKS: Next up we’ve got the Fatal Fourway featuring the newest member of the Excellence roster, Kid Perfect. Also featuring Angel, Ollie Dorito, and Ashley Whitmore.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Again with this fucking cat? HE’S A CAT! What’s he doing in a pro wrestling ring?
GREYSON MARKS: Well, you have to think that the numbers work to Doritos advantage. He can wait for the right moment to… Pounce!
LINCOLN PHELPS: Again with the puns? Jesus Christ.
DING DING DING
The match begins with Ollie Dorito deciding to curl up in the corner beneath the turnbuckle while Kid Perfect, Ashley Whitmore, and Angel also begin pacing each other to see who is going to make the first move. Kid Perfect, despite being one of the biggest competitors in the ring, is also one of the fastest. He makes a running charge at Angel, taking her down with a running leaping knee strike. Kid Perfect follows it up by turning on Ashley Whitmore and swings a kick her way. She obviously was anticipating the kick and caught his leg. Kid Perfect wags his finger, hits Ashley in the head with an enziguri, and jumps to his feet to celebrate. The fans let out a chorus of boos to let him know how they feel.
GREYSON MARKS: Kid Perfect with a quick offense, taking out both Angel and Ashley almost as soon as the bell rang.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Yeah, but that fucking cat is just deciding to hand out underneath the turnbuckle because he’s a little shit.
GREYSON MARKS: Seems to be the best course of action right now, Lincoln. I’m sure Dorito doesn’t want to be kicked across the ring as well.
By this point, both Angel and Ashley have slid underneath the bottom rope and are outside the ring. Kid Perfect measures both of them up, bounces off the opposite rope, and comes running across the ring and flies over the top rope with a plancha. Ashley and Angel, seemingly working together, both catch Kid Perfect out of the air with their strength and drive him onto the hard floor outside of the ring. They both smile and high-five each other after going with the teamwork, but they don’t notice Ollie Dorito has climbed up to the top rope and is now flying towards them. The cat lands on top of Angel’s head and delivers a hard, sharp claw across her eyes drawing blood. She screams and throws Ollie over the barricade and into the crowd, which causes her to not see her temporary partner, Ashley Whitmore, deliver just a brutal eye rake, followed by a hair grab into a knee strike to the face.
GREYSON MARKS: This match has everything! A short-lived alliance, some high-flying, and of course, Ollie Dorito!
LINCOLN PHELPS: Dorito is the one doing the high-flying… Did you see how far he flew into the crowd?!
Ashley has Angel in the ring via an unceremonious shove underneath the bottom rope. Blood is staining the canvas of the ring from the scratches left by Ollie Dorito and from the brutal knee strikes. Whitmore goes for a pin once inside of the ring.
ONETWOThe count is broken up by a diving Kid Perfect who has used the top-rope to slingshot himself over into a sit-out senton. He gingerly rises to his feet, holding his lower back which is obviously in pain from being slammed to the floor on the outside. He grabs Ashley up by the hair, who had received the hardest part of the blow from the senton, then delivers a sharp knee into her stomach. He takes a step back and nails her with a brutal Perfect Kick. He waits for a minute, still holding his back, while Angel gets to her feet as well. Another picture-perfect Perfect Kick. A loud screech cuts through the arena as Ollie Dorito comes flying off the top turnbuckle… Only top also eat a Perfect Kick, dropping Dorito like a sack of cat food. Kid Perfect goes for a pin onto Ashley.
ONETWOTHR- NO!Angel, with a bloody visage, somehow has the wherewithal to pull Kid Perfect’s leg away from Ashley to break up the pin. She wraps Kid Perfect’s legs, trying to get him into some sort of submission with his legs, but Ashley comes out of nowhere and throws a stiff forearm into the head of Angel. Then another. Then one more. She staggers off of Kid Perfect, gets grabbed and turned under, and “The Perfect Score” Ashley Whitmore nails Angel with the Brain Dead DDT. She stands up, still a tad off-balance, only for Kid Perfect to reach through and roll her up into a school boy pin!
ONETWOTHREEWINNER VIA PINFALL: Kid Perfect
GREYSON MARKS: Wow, Kid Perfect pulled it out! I can’t believe it! I thought that Ashley had the upper-hand there and was going to get the win!
LINCOLN PHELPS: You know what? I was really pulling for Kid Perfect after he kicked that cat into the next dimension.
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The backstage area of the Penchaga Arena became eerily quiet when the Excellence Champion arrived. Centralizing him and his wife, Tara, the camera tracked each step he took as he entered the public space. Stagehands avoided him, or more notably, his wife, the echoes of the assault in the last show still lingering. Regardless of the involvement around them, the Aylas kept their attention drawn towards their destination. A younger member of the crew inadvertently stood in their path, but the Godslaying Beast does not rid of them with anything beyond a simple tilt of his head. Once out of their way, the stagehand looked at the duo as they rounded the corner. Keeping to their characteristic quietness, the Aylas drew close to their locker room, but along with their silence, the entire atmosphere reflected that. It was enough for Damian to stop in his tracks. Whatever brought the Aylas to a stop conceived tension in Damian’s jawline.
DAMIAN AYLA: This was inevitable.
Sitting in a relatively relaxed state on the counter across the way, leaned against the polished, well-lit mirrors, is one Nathaniel Cartwright. His head is downcast a bit, loose locks hanging in front of his bearded face. He does not look up; not yet, at least. But he does address the pair.
NATHANIEL CARTWRIGHT: You knew it the moment the mistake was made.
Nathaniel is prepared for his match, dressed for combat as well. Perhaps that is the nature of his calm aura at the moment? No fighter with any sense goes into a battle tense and rigid. It is a good way to get hurt, to have the fight end on terms not your own.
But there is no keeping the dark chill out of his eyes. He locks on to Tara, but addresses Damian.
NATHANIEL CARTWRIGHT: The scales will balance. Nature cannot abide otherwise and neither can I. I should not have to explain this to you.
Damian makes a step in front of Tara, eyeing Nathaniel with a passive animosity.
DAMIAN AYLA: A mistake? What mistake are you referring to?
He checks in with his wife, who doesn’t seem to mind the event going on, outside of wanting to get to her locker room. Damian takes off his championship, handing it over to his wife in order to properly face Nathaniel.
DAMIAN AYLA: Oh, yes, right, the mishap that your manager made happen. Yes, yes, the only mistake there was only her part.
NATHANIEL CARTWRIGHT: Trying to educate you would be a waste of time. You cannot control yourselves. You let that lack of self-control guide your actions. There will be consequences.
Sliding off the counter, Nathaniel moves to walk out of the room. Damian lets out a low laugh, something strange out of the stoic man.
DAMIAN AYLA: You, like Xaria or Remi, spout the same nonsense. Self-control? Consequences? And once more, you speak beyond your scope, little pup. There is no corruption here. There is no lack of self-control. You know not of what has transpired between Melissa, Tara, and myself. You’re new, so don’t act like you know anything at all. She terrorizes so often and gets away with it until that night and everyone wants to paint it as an unfair tragedy.
Damian adjusts his coat, letting it fall back into its natural, unbothered state. Nathaniel pauses for a moment, his back to the Ayla pair.
DAMIAN AYLA: You want your shred of vengeance, I understand, but your aim is the subject of observation.
NATHANIEL CARTWRIGHT: Yours is a history that many are aware of, Damian. Myself included. Yet you know precious little about me and that seems to guide a certain… arrogance. Because I am new, because I am not, in your opinion, hardened and cognizant of the same things that you are, I am not worth wasting energy on. Something like that?
A faint chuckle causes Nathaniel’s shoulders to shake, his head following.
NATHANIEL CARTWRIGHT: That’s what happens when you’re on top for too long: you forget what it was like to be on the bottom. Eventually you will be reminded. And if I am fortunate, I will be the one to jog your memory.
He looks again, but this time he is looking not at Damian or Tara, but at the title. Nathaniel says nothing else, turning and leaving. Damian’s eyebrow quirks before he lets out a long sigh.
DAMIAN AYLA: As your older counterpart, let me give you a word of advice. That line of thinking. That I find you’re too insignificant? Let me rephrase that in a way that we both understand. Scorpions appear small and unworthy until they sting you.
A small sliver of a smile breaks onto the champion’s face.
DAMIAN AYLA: I do hope you come to challenge me. Just be mindful of why you are.
As he walks, Nathaniel seems to be considering those words, the camera before him as he moves. Soon he is out of sight, though, leaving only Damian and Tara staring after him before entering the locker room and going out of sight.
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The bell rings as both competitors circle each other. Both wrestlers being newer to the business take a cautious approach, until Nathaniel shoots towards the smaller Skye. She is able to sidestep and avoid the double leg takedown. Cartwright rebounds off the ropes after catching his balance and is met with a dropkick from Skye. Skye stays on the attack and attempts a suplex but Nathaniel blocks it. With a quick pivot of his hips he snaps the smaller Skye over with a suplex of his own. He floats over into a mounted position and tries to lock in a guillotine choke. Skye flails her legs and eventually reaches the bottom rope, as the ref calls for a break. Nathaniel breaks the hold and lifts Skye to her feet, tossing her into the ropes. She rebounds and for her troubles is met with a huge spine buster. Cartwright goes for a pin.
GREYSON MARKS: Nathaniel trying to end this one early.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Doesn’t look like he’s done enough damage. Hashtag Skyeson isn’t that much of a pushover.
GREYSON MARKS: All the competitors are top notch here… well except for—-
LINCOLN PHELPS: Don’t you dare say it.
Skye kicks out after one, and Nathaniel stays on the attack and locks in a sleeper hold. Skye fights and fights, but Nathaniel holds on tightly. Chelsea slowly gets her feet under her and back elbows Nathaniel, not once or twice but three times before he finally lets go of the hold. Skye tries to run but Cartwright grabs her hair and drags her down to the mat with force. Skye rolls around before getting on her knees. Cartwright kicks her in the chest, repeatedly. To her credit Skye takes the punishment and on the last kick grabs ahold of his leg and spins around. Locking him in a half crab. She pulls back with all her strength. Nathaniel digs his nails into the mat and drags the both of them to the bottom rope, and firmly grabs hold. The ref leaps in and breaks the hold. Skye relents and quickly ascends to the middle rope. Cartwright uses the ropes to stand up and begins to shake his knee. He has his back towards Skye who leaps, grabbing the back of his head and planting him to the mat with a huge bulldog.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Skye showing us all why she’s one of the best.
GREYSON MARKS: She really is, and it’s about time people start treating her as such.
Skye pounds the mat to rile up the crowd as she gets to her feet. She picks Nathaniel up by the hair and levels him with a forearm to the side of the head. Cartwright shakes it off and fires one towards her. They trade forearms back and forth until Skye gets the upper hand and drives him into the corner. She climbs to the middle rope and lays fists to the top of his head. Covering himself well he manages to get her off of him by lifting her up. One hand on her left thigh and the other in her stomach. He runs with her and throws her hard into the opposite corner. He unloads with a huge knife edge chop to her chest.
CROWD: WHOOOOOOOO
Then another.
CROWD: WHOOOOOOO
Finally a third one.
CROWD: WHOOOOOO
Skye slumps down to the bottom turnbuckle. Nathaniel bends down to pick her up, but is met by a boot to the face. Then another. Cartwright stumbles backwards, as Skye uses the middle rope to pull herself up. Skye runs at Nathaniel and grabs him around the neck, and slams him to the mat.
GREYSON MARKS: FOR JUSTIN!!! That’s exactly what she needed right now. Both giving her some space and some time.
LINCOLN PHELPS: You know who is really good with space and time?
GREYSON MARKS: Shut up, will you.
Skye, getting her second wind, climbs the near corner and steadies herself on the top rope. With one deep breath she leaps.
LINCOLN PHELPS: SKYE’S THE LIMIT!!!!
GREYSON MARKS: Ohhh nooooooo!!
As Chelsea flies through the air, Cartwright rolls out of the way on instinct. He’s clearly not all there right now, and still laying on the mat. Both competitors are down, as Skye crawls to the corner to help herself up. She checks her ribs and holds them for a second after crashing hard to the mat. Cartwright, still shaking the cobwebs out, runs towards her. Ramming her face first into the corner. He grabs her by the waist and rolls backwards.
GREYSON MARKS: CALL OF THE WILD!!!!
LINCOLN PHELPS: All he needs to do is hold the bridge…
Cartwright does just that as the ref slides in to count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
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The camera catches a crowd of fans lining up, but a disturbance from the back causes many of the fans to turn around. Some are knocked out of the way and fall to the ground, and some step aside. Lewis Chad Pinkston comes barreling through them.
Lewis: MOVE!
The crew begins to follow him as he rushes up to the back gate.
Lewis: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck…. I’m so late!!!!
Lewis struggles with the back door and begins hammering at it with his balled up fists.
Lewis: OPEN THE DOOR!!!!
Lewis, now frantic, begins to run along the back of the building checking every door. Every door is locked.
Lewis: Shit! I’m gonna get fired so quickly. All because I wanted to be in the UGWC’s Massive Melee…
Lewis leans up against the wall, and slides down to a seated position.
Lewis: I should’ve known better. I should’ve stayed with Pheely until this show, not wasted any effort and just been content with the title opportunity I have here. Now I’m for sure going to fail. I mean let’s be honest for a moment, me and four others. The odds aren’t really in Big LC’s favor.
Lewis places his hands in his head.
Lewis: What’s the point? Ya know? All my efforts and for what? To fail over and over again. I’ll never be able to show her how good I am at this. I’ll never be able to get over that hump. Heh… Hump… no time Lewis.
The door to Lewis’ left slowly opens. Lewis stands up and looks in the doorway. And doesn’t see anyone.
Ollie: Mrow.
Lewis looks down to see Ollie and quickly scoops the cat up into his arms.
Lewis: OLLIE! My guy! Oh I’m so glad you found me. And let me in.
Ollie: mreow…
Lewis: You okay buddy?
Ollie looks up at Lewis and nuzzles in and makes himself comfortable.
Lewis: It’s okay buddy. Let’s get you some grub and me ready for my match.
Ollie purrs with contentment as Lewis shuts the door behind them, as the camera switches.
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Three individuals appear on screen as a single cameraman seems to be shooting the trio. One woman appears to be the leader as she stands in between the two individuals. The lower half of her face is covered by mask as her purplish blue hair is draped over both of her shoulders. Her steel blue eyes narrow towards the camera as her right hand is balled up into a tight fist.
SAPPHIRE DELGADO: Pro Wrestling Excellence, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sapphire Delgado and I am the baddest bitch on the planet. Soon and I do mean soon, you all will witness the excellence that is Sapphire Delgado.
The other two individuals place their hands on each side of Sapphire as her lips twist into a vicious snarl.
SAPPHIRE DELGADO: Consider this my warning shot.
Sapphire lets out a laugh as the camera cuts away from the trio.
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NINA LAWRENCE: The following match is scheduled for one fall...introducing first…
"Sin City's cold and empty..."
As the opening notes begin, the lights go out, save for a single spotlight on the top of the stage. Betsy comes out, but she’s only a silhouette at this point. Just as the drum strikes it’s second note, Betsy dabs and the lights come back. The song starts from the refrain as Betsy starts dancing down the ramp.
“Sin City’s cold and empty
No one’s around to judge me
I can’t see clearly when your gone-one-one”
Arms out, Betsy begins twirling around wildly, blonde ponytail whipping about with her, as she slaps hands with fans on both sides of the ramp. The chorus hits just as Betsy baseball slides into the ring.
“And I said ooooh, I’m blinded by the lights
I can’t sleep until I feel your touch
And I said ooooh, I’m drowning in the night
Oh, when I’m like this, you’re the one I trust”
As the chorus chimes on, Betsy bounces up and hops up onto every ring corner, pumping her fist and bobbing her head in time with the song, getting the fans hyped up for the upcoming bout. When she finishes playing up the fans, she starts bouncing in place, preparing mentally for the bout.
NINA LAWRENCE: Now coming to the ring, standing 5’9 and weighing in at 135 pounds, BEEEEETSY GRANGER..
esto no es un más que otro sarao
en el que te has colao
con un traje alquilao
ni siquiera me han nominao
cuando paso a su lao
¿qué coño le ha pasao?
La Andelucera makes her way out and down to the ring, keeping her eyes locked on Betsy all the way down.
NINA LAWRENCE: And her opponent: from Jaén, Andalucía, Spain standing 5’9 and weighing in at 133 pounds..LA ANDELUCERA
DING! DING! DING!
Betsy and La Andelucera look at each other from across the room before stepping forward and getting in each other’s faces. They get nose to nose as they both talk trash at each other with La Andelucera obviously speaking Spanish. Betsy then shoves La Andelucera backward, she laughs and steps back before lunging forward, Betsy takes the bait and takes a while swing with her right hand, La Andelucera quickly ducks and rolls under it before popping back to her feet with an arrogant smirk. That’s his shakes her head and goes at her again going for a collar and elbow tie up but instead La Andelucera ducks under again, rolls and kips up to her feet and hits the ropes, she comes back and throws her body around Betsy walking Betsy with a headscissors as they spin around and as La Andelucera let’s go Betsy quickly plant her hands and front flips out of it off of her hands to her feet before throwing her arms out to the side to get the crowd riled up..
GREYSON MARKS: Here we go, a fast start to this match with the always entertaining Betsy Granger against this mysterious newcomer La Andalucera.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Aye, these two are going to kill it, I can see it already, you have the entertaining technical ability of Betsy Granger and the high flying lucha style of La Andalucera.
GREYSON MARKS: Strap in this should be fun folks
Betsy and La Andelucera look at each other again and this time goes for a collar and elbow, Betsy grabs and by the left arm and twist her down in a top wrist lock pushing her elbow back towards her face using the control to slide her down to one knee, and the third rolls forward them to the side and does a handstand of her free arm and head flipping forward to her feet, she reverses the pressure and it’s a fast arm drag taking Betsy down, but he slides under the bottom rope to the floor, La Andelucera pops to her feet sprints to the ropes and gets up a full head of steam before throwing herself over the top right with a tope con Hilo! La Andelucera crashes onto Betsy outside the ring as the crowd goes insane, and pops on the feet pulling Betsy up rolling her back into the Ring and jumping up onto the apron grabbing the top right to measure up her opponent she jumps up springboarding off the top rope going for a high crossbody, Betsy is able to see it coming and dropped backward putting her knees up causing La Andelucera to crash onto her knees with a stomach buster.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Hot damn what a passage of action Greyson, these two can go.
GREYSON MARKS: La Andelucera is an amazing athlete, but Betsy Granger is one of the most decorated wrestlers we have in this company…
LINCOLN PHELPS: This is amazing...I’m here for it, the fans are getting treated here…
Betsy gets up to her feet, staring La Andelucera with a small smirk on her face, she reaches down and starts to pull La Andelucera to her feet before hitting a low kick a big kick in the to the side and then whips heading into the corner following her and hitting a step up the strike to Andes's head, she then pulls La Andelucera out into the center of the ring grabs her by the arm rolling on the head before throwing herself backward with a Pele kick. La Andelucera goes down and Betsy crawls over for a pin
ONE
TWO
La Andelucera kicks out, that’s the shakes her head and looks around before pulling Eddie up into a full Nelson looking for her facebuster, and he realizes what is going on putting her hands up and sliding out of it before tripping up Betsy, that’s the land face-first on the mat and if she tries to get up and hits the ropes coming back hitting a step up enzuguri sending Betsy down La Andelucera goes for a pin
ONE
TWO
Betsy kicks out!
GREYSON MARKS: That was so close!
LINCOLN PHELPS: From both ladies!
And shakes her head pulling herself up, she grabs Betsy up in a full Nelson looking like she’s going for her snapdragon variation, that’s either is able to get out of it by backing and into the ropes, they separate and La Andelucera runs at Betsy who swings a clothesline, and the ducks and hits the ropes again, Betsy turns and both women blast each other with clotheslines at the same time. Both women are down as the crowd applauds the match that these two are having, but that applause quickly turns to boos as Kayla Richards makes her way down to the ring.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Hey why is lil miss goth ti-
GREYSON MARKS: Hey hey,,no...but why IS Kayla here?
Kayla slides into the ring, she looks at Betsy with an evil smirk as she starts to get up, Betsy gets to her feet and then stumbles noticing Kayla there, but Kayla does not attack Betsy instead she turns and blasts La Andelucera with a Dreamkiller knee. Betsy looks shocked as to the crowd before the bell rings.
NINA LAWRENCE: Your winner by Disqualification...LA ANDALUCERA…
The realization washes over Betsy’s face, she turns and protests before then running after Kayla who slides from the ring, Kayla just laughs backing up the ramp before “Obey” by Bring me the Horizon and Yungblud hits. Ophelia Knight and Charlie Jones step out in front of Kayla who slowly shrugs.
OPHELIA KNIGHT: Hey!...what exactly do you think you’re doing Kayla? Do you think it’s acceptable for you to interfere in matches now? And don’t give me that crap that you didn’t touch Betsy...Charlie and I aren’t stupid we know what you did and why you did it…
Charlie steps forward with a microphone of her own shaking her head.
CHARLIE JONES: You did this to cost Betsy the match….it’s actually very clever for you Kayla, I’m somewhat impressed, the problem is...as Ophelia said...we’re not stupid...so this match...is ruled a no contest, so your little plan failed...and next week you will be back in action, you will be back in that ring and you WILL NOT interfere in anyone else's matches...now...get out of our site…
Kayla stomps off past Ophelia and Charlie, Betsy shakes her head looking a little calmer but still furious at Kayla as we cut to a commercial break.
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NINA LAWRENCE:
[/font][/b] The following match is the five-person ladder match for the PWE IMPULSE CHAMPIONSHIP….
"Ladies and gentlemen, please
Would you bring your attention to me?
For a feast for your eyes to see,
An explosion of catastrophe!
Like nothing you've ever seen before
Watch closely as I open this door
Your jaws will be on the floor
After this you'll be begging for more!"
As Saliva's "Ladies and Gentlemen" first lyrics peal out, the tune winding up for the first burst of the chorus, spotlights start sweeping the dimmed arena. Purple lights glow from beneath the stage, illuminating a feminine silhouette belonging to the Sorceress Supreme, Zoey Madigan-Star! She tips her hat forward a little as she steps out of the smoke, twirling her steel wand deftly in one hand in full magician's regalia. She stops at the top of the ramp and bows deeply to the cheering fans before sweeping off her hat and spreading her arms wide. Sparks fire from the tip of her wand as glittering pyro scatters down from above, creating a bright backdrop behind her!
"Welcome to the show...
Please come inside...
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!
(BOOM) Do you want it?!
(BOOM) Do you need it?!
(BOOM) Let me hear it!
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"
Back on goes the hat, tilted just so, as Zoey makes her way down to the ring, greeting the fans happily and even pausing with a few for a quick cell phone picture or to surprise them with a little something from her wand, be it a flower or even a t-shirt! As she reaches the ring, though, she puts her game face on, tapping the steps firmly with her wand and causing smoke to rise up from beneath them, enveloping her briefly. When the smoke fades, she is gone, a moment later appearing within more smoke inside of the ring, except now she's in her wrestling gear instead of her magician's gear! Another wave and bow is given to the fans before Zoey moves into her corner, bouncing on her heels, eager to get the match underway.
NINA LAWRENCE: Introducing first, from Trenton New Jersey, ZOEY MADIGAN STAR
"There can be no better way of knowing, In a world beyond controlling, Are you gonna deny the savior, in front of your eyes? "
The lights go out. A few moments later, a white spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. In that spotlight we see a man wearing a robe that "Blake Mason Experience" embroidered in white. The lights to the rest of the arena come back on, the chorus to "The Night" by Disturbed echos through the loud speaker. Blake Mason still has his back turned to the camera. Standing behind him is Jaxson Sullivan, wearing a suit, looking like he is ready to knock someones head off. Blake heads to the ring at a methodical pace. Reaching the steel steps, he walks up them, on to the apron, steps into the ring. Jaxson isn't too far behind. Blake steps onto the middle turnbuckle with his arms outstretched as if he's basking in his own glory. He takes off his robe, hands it to Jaxson. His bodyguard exits the ring with it. Blake hops down. He immediately hits the ropes, then stops in the center of the ring. Drops down to his knees. Points up to the sky before he stands upright. He walks over to the nearest corner to look down at the floor with Jaxson is
NINA LAWRENCE: Standing 6’1 from BOSTON MASS…...WILLIAM BLAKE MASON
"Hated the most, so I keep my haters close
Let 'em know I want the smoke, so much bread I gotta boast
This burner turn you into toast"
Lewis walks out from behind the curtain, smile wider than the Grand Caynon. Bopping along with the song as he interacts with the fans down the ramp.
Once he gets to the ring Lewis slides under the bottom rope and walks to a corner and jumps up and sits down on the top turnbuckle and waits for the bell to ring.
NINA LAWRENCE: And, from Plancentia California, LEWIS CHAD PINKSTON
"Aw fuck you can't even sing. Ya gotta sing to get some pussy.'
The opening of 'Shimmy Shimmy Ya' plays and after the quote from Richard Pryor 'The Comedian' emerges from gorilla, he looks around the arena a bit before walking to the ring with a spring in his step and an insufferable smirk on his face. He climbs up on the apron and motions to the ref to come over to him. He says something to the ref we can't hear over the music. The ref responds and Allen rolls his eyes and dismisses what the ref has to say with a wanking motion before entering through the middle and top ropes and having a bit of a stretch and throwing a few punches at the air before his music dies down.
NINA LAWRENCE: From Kansas City Missouri, standing 6’4 THE COMEDIAN ALLEN CHANEY
"Holy diver
You've been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh what's becoming of me "
“Holy Diver” hits over the loudspeaker and as soon as the first riff changes, Holly parts the curtain. She slowly walks to the ring, eyes fixed on the ring for a few moments, before she looks around, taking in the atmosphere before finishing her ring walk. She pauses at the steps, takes a deep breathe and slaps the steps before running up them and into the ring, shuffling around the ring, clapping her hands, psyching herself up. She completes a couple of circles and then goes to the corner for stretching.
NINA LAWRENCE: And finally, standing 6’1 HOLLY RHODES
DING! DING! DING!
The second that the bell rings Allen looks at the other opponents in the match, he turns and flips them all off before sliding from the rings standing near the ladder. LCP moves towards Cheney but gets cut off by William Blake Mason to blast him with a hard right hand, Holly Rhodes and Zoey stare at each other from across the ring and explode at each other while Allen leans on the ladder with a arrogant smirk laughing at everyone else. William Blake Mason whips LCP cross the ring and then ducks down for a back body drop, LCP stops and kicks William in the chest before jumping up and grabbing him by the head bringing him intoxicated DDT. Meanwhile Holly pick Zoe up using her incredible strength to drop her in a skips land. All the while Allen Cheney has his foot on the bottom wrong one of the ladders leaning his arm against the frame.
GREYSON MARKS: Allen Chaney has just left the ring and is letting the other four competitors fight it out
LINCOLN PHELPS: Aye that’s really smart mate...
GREYSON MARKS: Smart, yes, but not exactly in the spirit of competiton
LINCOLN PHELPS: Pffft...spirit of competition...
After being slammed by Holly Zoey rolls from the ring, LCP runs at Holly jumping up for a cross body, Holly though catches LCP and slams him to the mat in a similar manner that she slammed Zoey with. William Blake Mason starts to pull himself up, Holly runs across the room and hits a clothesline over the top rope that takes both her and William out to the floor. Allen Cheney sees this as his moment, with speed like a cat he hits the middle struts of the ladder closing it, grabbing it in both hands he slides it under the bottom rope and follows. Cheney sets up the ladder and starts to climb, Zoey and LCP pull themselves up and look at the ladder that has been set in the centre, Zoey points to the other side as she follows changing up one side and LCP goes up the other, but while Zoey follows Allen Cheney all the way up LCP stops halfway up the ladder looking down at the mat and suddenly wrapping his arms around the rungs lowering himself carefully back down to the floor. Zoey wraps her arms around Allen and pulls him down off the ladder with a Russian leg sweep taking them both down to the centre of the ring with a loud crash.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Lewis really don’t like being on a ladder
GREYSON MARKS: That doesn’t bode well for him, you have to get up there...
LINCOLN PHELPS: Or and hear me out here...he saves his body and lets the others beat the snot out of each other...
LCP stares at the two bodies lying in the ring and then back at the latter, he tentatively put his foot on the bottom row but before he can start climbing Holly comes out of nowhere snatching LCP up and throwing him over the top right to the floor, Holly starts to try and climb the ladder only for William Blake Mason to come out of nowhere and stop her pulling Holly back down to the floor hitting a few hard right hands taking her to the corner, he then goes to whip Holly face-first into the ladder, Holly stops spins and throws William into the ladder instead causing it to crash to the mat. Holly tries to grab the ladder and set it back up only for Allen Cheney to blindside her with a vicious forearm shot to the side of the head, he then throws Holly into the corner grabbing the ladder that he brought in throwing it at her sandwich in her between the corner and the ladder, Allen then turns to find LCP sliding back in the ring, he grabs LCP spinning him around and throwing him like a dart into the ladder smashing it against Holly in the corner. Allen starts to laugh at the carnage he has brought down upon them.
GREYSON MARKS: Oh haha the comedian laughing..how cliche
LINCOLN PHELPS: Look Allen Chaney is a bloody dominant psycho, he looks like he’s always looking for the soft spots on your body to take apart ya know?
GREYSON MARKS: God help us if he becomes a champion in this company
Before Allen Cheney can take advantage of what he’s done Zoey Madigan-Star comes out of nowhere with a running dropkick right to the back of his head causing Cheney to fall from the ring to the floor. William Blake Mason comes around from the other side with another ladder going to hit training in the stomach, as he does change the doubles over and William Blake Mason holds the ladder over his head to bring it down on the back of Cheney’s head only to be grabbed and thrown backward in a German Suplex by Holly Rhodes. Meanwhile, LCP is now up and walking around finding the other four members of the match over the other side of the ring he slides in grabbing the ladder originally put in there by Cheney setting it up, he starts to climb again getting halfway up for shaking and wrapping his arms around the top run of the ladder trying in vain to drag himself up while also holding on for dear life.
GREYSON MARKS: Lewis Chad Pinkston is trying to get that title but he looks like a cat on the wing of an airplane
LINCOLN PHELPS: ...oddly specific….BUT COME ON LEWIS DO IT MATE
GREYSON MARKS: He just has to reach up...conquer your fears kid...MAKE YOURSELF FAMOUS
LINCOLN PHELPS: ….I mean...he is pretty famous already. That clip of him screwing up the anaconda vice went viral….
LCP lets go with his right hand and starts to reach up towards the championship before pulling his arm back down and wrapping it around the same rung with his left arm. Holly Rhodes climbs up the other side of the ladder looking down at LCP before trying to pry his arms loose of the ladder, she raises his right arm off but LCP shakes his head and clamps his arms back down across the wrong, Holly rolls her eyes and just looks up at the championship, but before she can grab a hold of it William Blake Mason pulls her down and the two starts to throw right and left. The crowd gets excited as LCP’s wife Ophelia Pain-Pinkston comes running down.
LINCOLN PHELPS: Oh hey hey now we’re talkin...
GREYSON MARKS: Stop it...
LINCOLN PHELPS: ...what?
Ophelia gets right into Cheney’s face shoving him and yelling. Cheney, looking very confused looks around at the crowd points to Ophelia and mouths “this bitch serious?” Cheney turns back and reaches out to grab Ophelia who suddenly steps forward and field goal kicks him right between the uprights. The crowd goes nuts as Ophelia runs over dragging LCP to his feet and starts to get him up the entrance way to the back. Allen falls to his knees holding between his legs as the camera gets in close and we hear Mr Cheney scream “my fuckin balls!”
GREYSON MARKS: OH MY GOD
LINCOLN PHELPS: DAMN…...OPHELIA JUST KICKED CHANEY IN HIS LIL COMEDIANS
GREYSON MARKS: I’m glad she did...if not I am terrified of what Allen would have done to Lewis Chad Pinkston
LINCOLN PHELPS: It would not have been pretty…..
Meanwhile, in the ring, Zoey has set the ladder up and he starting to climb going for the championship, William Blake Mason slides in and grabs hold of her ankle, Zoey kicks her leg back hitting William in the face but the distraction is enough for Holly to climb up the opposite side of the ladder and grab hold of Zoey, Holly Rhodes uses her impressive power and strength to lift Zoey up and over the top of the ladder with a vertical suplex taking them both of the ladder down to the floor below with a thundering crash. The crowd goes insane as William Blake Mason wipes off his mouth after being kicked in the face and starts to climb up the ladder knowing that both women are down on the other side. he keeps climbing getting close to the top as Allen Cheney rolls in the ring still holding his nether regions, the comedian gets to his feet and lunges forward using his impressive go to shoulder check the ladder making a turn and forcing William Blake Mason to fall from the top and land on the top rope before slingshotting out to the floor at ringside
GREYSON MARKS: William Blake Mason crashes and burns!
LINCOLN PHELPS: That was insanely dangerous
GREYSON MARKS: Impressively so...
Allen Chaney turns his attention to Holly Rhodes who tries to pull herself up after crashing to the mat, but Allen runs forward and jumps up hitting the Heckler Control curb stomp! Holly Rhodes rolls from the ring, Allen turns and grabs the ladder setting it back up, he starts to climb and gets to the top reaching up the title when Zoey Madigan Star starts to tip the ladder!. The ladder falls and Allen jumps off landing outside the ring on top of Holly and William!. All are down, LCP is gone and Zoey Madigan Star pulls the ladder back up, she moves up the ladder as fast as she can reaching up to take down the championship!
GREYSON MARKS: SHE DID IT!
LINCOLN PHELPS: AYE THE SORCERESS IS THE IMPULSE CHAMPION
GREYSON MARKS: This was a car crash but it crowned a champion!
NINA LAWRENCE: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AN NNNNNEWWWW PRO WRESTLING EXCELLENCE IMPULSE CHAMPION….
ZOEY MADIGAN STARWE APOLOGIZE FOR THE QUALITY THIS WEEK. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR PROVIDING YOUR ASSISTANCE THIS WEEK. IT WILL BE BETTER NEXT WEEK FOR SURE. 
