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D E F I A N C E XIII; Episode 13
Topic Started: Mar 31 2014, 04:44 PM (696 Views)
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HKW Presents...DEFIANCE 13!
Hard Knox Training Facility - Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Saturday, March 29, 2014


[soundcloud]https://soundcloud.com/andy-werner/14-eminem-almost-famous[/soundcloud]

I CAN ALMOST TASTE IT!

A scene of both Cain Morgan and Emilio Vialpando reaching for the HKW Championship from the top of a ladder flashes on the screen

Yeah, can't stop now...
This may be the last chance I get, to be famous


A clip of Scandalous Tony hopping up and down shaking his arms as he warms up in his locker room while watching Defiance fades in...

You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces
You cannot fill these shoes, there is too much to lose


Darwin Ridley is seen sitting on a dark and evil type throne as one and two kneel before him.

Wake up behind these trenches, you run around defenseless
There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes


Jackson Strong is seen running the backstage hallways looking back behind as a group of men in leather and jean cuts are seen watching him run.

I just wanna be famous...

Xavier Asher Daniels is seen standing before a crowd

...But...Be careful what you wish for!

A clip of Joey Perello beating Prince McRear up backstage. After he is done he smirks and lets out a small chuckle before walking away showing off his cut..

I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist, they call me Slim Roethlisberger
I go berserker than a fed up post office worker


Jason Mentez is seen walking out onto the stage with a cocky smirk on his face as he looks around at the crowd.

A murker with a mossberg, I'm pissed off, get murdered
Like someone took a ketchup squirter, squirted a frankfurter


Tank is seen throwing a table into the lockers as if he was pissed about something as he yells out. Felicity and Ashley Sullivan are shown talking to Annie Zellor. They turn around and give a member of staff the #grrface.

Lowering the totem til' he showed 'em, defiance, giant scrotum
He don't owe them bitches shit, his bridges, he out wrote 'em


A Defiance logo flashes on the screen as Brandon Banks and Lyle Risky are seen sitting in their office behind the desks with their feet propped up on the them.

'm back for revenge.
I lost the battle, that ain't happening again


Kai is seen kneeling looking up as he moves his black long hair away from his face revealing his angered expression.

I'm at your throat like strep
I step strapped with a pen


Banksquiat is seen getting into someones face.

Metaphors wrote on my hand, some are just stored in my memory
Some are wrote on a napkin, do what I have to to win.


Gwen Massey is seen hanging over the ropes laughing at her opponent.

Pulling out all stops, any who touch a mic priors

Highlights for both Star & Angel Deveraux then fades as you think it would be the end...

Is not even Austin Powers, how the fuck are they Mike Myers
And tell that psycho to pass the torch to the whacko 'for
I take a shit in his jackolantern then smash it on his porch


Michael Myers is seen sitting on the steps next to a jackolantern. The camera then zooms into his eyes as the Hard Knox Wrestling logo fades in.

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"Almost Famous" by Eminem continues to blare over the arena sound system as the fans jump to their feet and erupt into cheers to witness the upcoming show.

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As the opening theme fades out, a wide shot of the HKW fans in attendance is shown, some carrying signs, while others rock shirts from some of their favorite HKW wrestlers, including a middle aged man wearing an Annie tee.

Brian Mason: Listen to this audience!

Maddison Harthorne: A loud audience for an action packed show! Say, don’t you have to get ready for your match?

Brian Mason: Indeed I do. I’ll be heading to the back as soon as our special guest commentator, Ronnie Banks, makes his way down here to take over.

Maddison Harthorne: Well, until then, how about we run through what we will be doing for tonight’s show?

Brian Mason: Of course! In the opener, we have a triple threat falls count anywhere match between newcomer Drew Thorton, commentator-turned-wrestler Joey Miles, and wrestling veteran Brad Kane!

Maddison Harthorne: After that, we will see a triple threat street fight between three newcomers in Kaysie Sherell, Salem Cartier, and Virgil Isaah Pryce! Let’s also not forget about the extreme rules tornado match between 420 BC and Primitive Unrated!

Brian Mason: The winner of that will get put into a contender’s match for the tag titles at Breaking Point! But, we can’t forget about the Cyber title and how a spot in it will be on the line as Tanner Sands takes on Michael Alexander in a last man standing match!

Maddison Harthorne: We also get to watch Gwen finally whoop Darwin Ridley’s ass in a ladder match that will decide their stipulation at Breaking Point! Oh, and let’s not forget about the 30 minute no rules ironman tag match between Descent 2.0 and Future Shock for the HKW Tag Team championships! Oh, and the VP of Talent Relations for PDW is in the house!

Brian Mason: And of course, the main event.

Maddison Harthorne: An 8-on-1 gauntlet match that you will be on the positive side of, Brian!

Suddenly, “Tonight is the Night” by Outasight begins to blare all throughout the arena and the audience begins to cheer and stand on their feet. Through the curtain steps out Blake Jones, dressed in a suit, the XWA Hardcore title slung over his right shoulder. He has a big smirk on his face as he stands at the beginning of the entranceway before finally making his way down to the ring. He winces as he takes a step, the hardcore match he was involved in on Friday obviously taking a toll on him.

Brian Mason: This audience is going nuts for Blake Jones!

Maddison Harthorne: Always a fan favorite around these parts, Blake Jones is.

Blake makes his way ringside and begins going up the steel steps, wincing at doing that too. He lets out a sigh when he reaches the apron, and enters the ring by going between the middle and top rope. Ring announce Sadie hands Blake the mic as he makes it to the center of the ring before she exits the ring. The audience begins to go silent as Blake pulls out a smile again.

Blake Jones: Thank you very much for that.

The audience lets out a small cheer.

Blake Jones: As you can see, I’m not looking at 100% here tonight. I’ve cleaned up as best as possible, but underneath this suit, my back is on fire from landing on some thumbtacks. But, the show must go on and I promised I would be here to see both my cards entertain you folks.

Another small cheer by the audience.

Blake Jones: Now, the main event will be an 8-on-1 gauntlet match with the RIP members being the 1. ONE of them will come down to the ring and once ONE is eliminated, another ONE comes down until either RIP survives and pins each member of the HKW squad or until the HKW squad eliminates each and every member of RIP plus Jason Mentez, since he isn’t an official member just yet. I do want to get one thing off of my chest though...

The Philadelphia audience remains silent as Blake stays rooted to the center of the ring.

Blake Jones: I think a lot of people believe that I hate RIP. That I made this match to punish them. Those people would be wrong.

A couple of boos from the audience, but Blake raises his hand in order to stop them, which they do.

Blake Jones: This gauntlet is just me giving the HKW roster a bit of revenge for the group attack that happened at the beginning. This is just me being fair. This is just me giving RIP the chance to shut each and every person up who says they can’t win by themselves. This is me giving RIP the chance to finally silence the people who say they are always attacking in a pack. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Joey Perello: Now hold on, hold on, hold on.

The chorus of jeers and cheers get louder as Joey Perello is seen in the middle of the crowd, standing atop of a chair with his girlfriend Onyx standing on one next to him.

Joey Perello: Blake Jones.... Who in the HELL do you think you are? Don’t answer that, it’s rhetorical... But I want you to know, that from the bottom of the bottom of my heart, I hope you never ever get a job as an authority figure because you my friend are mentally ill.

Perello glances at Onyx as she looks at him a bit curiously.

Joey Perello: Just what are you thinking, Jones? I’m competing in two pay per view matches, one of which will assure a million dollar PDW contract. And you have me…. The singles best talent in HKW competing in a eight on one gauntlet?

Blake Jones nods his head.

Blake Jones: Indeed I do. And honestly, I wouldn’t want to be in a position of power like this ever. Why? Because I’d probably kick one of you in the mouth. No lie.

Blake shrugs his shoulders as he looks at one of the near cameras.

Joey Perello: Well here’s something for you, Jones. Mister I wish I could be a general manager. Tonight? I won’t be competing unless it’s in a match with you.

The crowd erupts as Onyx gives Joey a glare. Blake looks at Joey and smirks.

Blake Jones: Any day of the week, I’d be down for a fight. You should at least know that about me. And I will gladly accept your challenge....

A small cheer from the audience is heard as Blake looks out at the audience.

Blake Jones: IF, and only IF, you participate in that gauntlet first....and get two eliminations. You do that, you got the match.

A big cheer from the audience is heard as Blake nods his head yet again. Joey and Onyx talk things over as she points at his casted left arm. Perello looks to be pleading with Onyx until she rips the microphone out of his hand and looks at Jones before speaking.

Onyx: Do you realize how much you sound like a coward right now? You are literally saying that you can’t beat a man with literally one arm. And on top of that, you are saying you can’t even do it without some ultimatum which would give you, Mr. Jones, the upper hand.

Perello chuckles in the background. Blake stands there and looks at Onyx for a second before looking over at Perello, before looking back at Onyx.

Blake Jones: Let me tell you a little story about pre-booked matches that these fans came to watch.

Blake motions to the HKW audience.

Blake Jones: They came to watch Tanner Sands lose yet again. They came to watch Gwen Massey kick the shit out of Darwin Ridley. They came to watch a tag title match. And they came to watch the main event, which your boyfriend wants to skip because he wants to face me. Well, guess what?

Audience gives out a unanimous “wut?” response.

Blake Jones: Brandon Banks and Lyle Risky want the gauntlet match to happen. They told me that unless they called me or any of the current HKW staff that has match-making power, the matches should stay as is. Your boyfriend ain’t gonna pull a no-show here tonight and he’s going to wrestle. If he can eliminate two men with one arm, he can face me and we can have an old fashioned, two injured guys main event. Because while Perello is rocking a cast over his left arm, here’s what I’ve got.

Blake takes a step back and removes his tie, tossing it onto the mat before removing his suit jacket and then his dress shirt, revealing a bandaged abdomen and a few bruises close to the neck area. Blake turns around and reveals the cuts on the back of his body, most still looking exactly how they are supposed to. Not even a day old. Blake turns around and looks at Perello.

Blake Jones: You don’t get to skip out on your match tonight. Those are BB’s words, not mine. And if you put down two, I’ll wrestle in whatever type of match you like...

Blake then points to Perello.

Blake Jones: Just make sure you keep the puppies in the back if you do get the chance.

It looks as if Onyx is going to say something but Joey steps in front of her, whispering something in her ear, She nods her head, but looks a bit weary as Perello gently grabs the microphone out of her hand.

Joey Perello: ... Blake Jones... By the end of tonight... Your ribs will be the least of your concerns. You think that this cast can stop me? The man who is going to single handedly dominate Platinum Dynasty Wrestling. No RIP. Just me.

Perello looks at Onyx, and grasps a hold of her hand.

Joey Perello: Prepare for your tragic ending, Blake.

Perello drops the microphone and wraps his arm around Onyx as the two walk to back. Blake nods his head as he looks at the two walk away before he drops his own mic and looks out at the audience as the scene slowly fades to the backstage area.

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Standing outside the Hard Knox Training Facility is general manager Cindy Parker, snuggled up in a FGA sweatshirt, along with a scarf and a pair of mittens on her hands. She looks out into the facility parking lot, waiting patiently for the arrival of her and Zero’s tigers. Out of the corner of her eye she sees one of HKW’s newest signing, Joey Miles. Joey walks up to Cindy, with a smile on his face.

Joey Miles: Cindy! How the fuck are ya?

Startling Cindy with his excitement, Cindy smiles in Joey’s direction but not before taking another look at the parking lot.

Cindy Parker: Joey! Watch your language, mister! Kids watch us on Hulu too, ya know?

Cindy looks over toward the parking lot but quickly locks eyes with Joey.

Cindy Parker: Soooo you ready for your big debut tonight? Brad Kane is no slouch. And that other guy.. Umm.. Errr..

Not remembering his name, Cindy nudges Joey with her arm for him to finish the sentence for her.

Joey Miles: Drew Thorton? Yeah, I’m kinda nervous. Well, actually, I’m ridiculously nervous. I’ve been commentating for so long that I have no clue what it’s like to get into the ring. I mean, I have a few times before, but never like this. Never against the likes of Brad Kane and that other guy who I ain’t as afraid of, because I don’t know who he is, but still. Also, I’ve never been in a Falls Count Anywhere match. I’ve only ever been in like two matches in my life. If that. I did get my ass kicked by my brother Kallus once, but that wasn’t an actual match. More of him just being a psychotic cunt. Oh, sorry, cursing. Right. I’ve gotta get used to not doing that.

Cindy smiles as she watches Joey catching his breath. She gives him a friendly rub on the back before breathing out a sigh.

Cindy Parker: See? This is good. You’re actually taking this seriously this time. You wanna know what people are looking for from you tonight? Not whether you win or lose. But it’s what you do next. You know your own track record, Joey… But if you’re really as committed as you seem to be.

She smiles once again and gives him a reassuring nod.

Cindy Parker: I’m sure you’ll be just fine, and I have faith in you. Others may have gave up on you, but I won’t. And I won’t let you give up either, mister!

She shoots him another bright smile. Joey smiles back at Cindy.

Joey Miles: Thanks, Cindy. That means a lot to me. I don’t know how well I’ll do in this company. I don’t know if I’ll ever even win a match. But I’m damn sure trying my best this time. I’m not here to waste anybody’s time or anything like that. I’m here for one reason and one reason only - to wrestle. Even if I suck at it, it’s my passion, y’know? It’s what I love. I’ve been a fan of wrestling since the day I was born. I may not have the build or the good looks and I may be a tad addicted to drugs and pissing on public property, but still. I know this is what I’m meant to do. I appreciate your faith, though. It really does mean a lot to me.

Taking one final look out at the parking lot, Cindy shrugs her shoulders while still paying attention to Joey’s words.

Cindy Parker: You don’t suck, Joey. Have you seen some of the people in there? They can’t even do an armbar properly.

With the wind gusting in their direction, Cindy shivers as she takes a few steps passed Joey Miles.

Cindy Parker: Too cold out here for me! And why aren’t you wearing a coat? And don’t you have a match like.. Next?!

Joey looks around nervously.

Joey Miles: Right, uhm, yeah. I don’t get cold easily, but uhhh, yeah, I should probably go get out there for my match. Thanks for this little talk, boss lady. I’ll see you later. By the way… You’re looking cute today. Bye now.

Joey quickly rushes off, leaving Cindy behind. He seemed to be in a bit of a hurry, probably because he didn’t want to miss his entrance.

Cindy Parker: He’s such a goof.

She says playfully with a smile on her face as she walks into the training facility and the scene fades.

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The scene fades in with Jesse Lewis, the crowd pops for, in the backstage area. He’s wearing a gray suit. Something no one is used to him wearing. He’s on his iPhone talking to someone.

Jesse Lewis: No.... I.... Yeah.... No... Yeah sure... No... The batgirl panties.. Yeah..

Then out of nowhere. Sean Sands, the co-trainer of HKW, appears behind Jesse Lewis hearing the last bit of Jesse’s phone call. The crowd laughs.

Jesse Lewis: Okay.. Bye.

Jesse clicks End, and turns around to see Sean.

Jesse Lewis: What’s up.

Sean gives off the slightest hint of a smirk, a bit curious as to who Jesse was talking to and about what exactly it was. But, he decides against pressing the matter, knowing that this is the first time he has ever been face-to-face with the man.

Sean Sands: Oh, you know. Just roaming the halls and getting a feel of the place.

Sean looks around the area before folding his arms and looking back at Jessie.

Sean Sands: What’s up with you?

Jesse Lewis: Oh you know.. Throwing pipebombs.

Jesse Lewis looks at the camera, giving off a fourth wall. Then looks back at Sean.

Jesse Lewis: Actually, I was on my way to the catering table. But I can wait. It’s good to finally meet you though, Sean. I’ve heard a lot about you. Researched and such. Impressed with your wrestling ability. I think you and I will do well training these hoodlums. You texted me about an idea of splitting up work?

Sean nods his head.

Sean Sands: I’ve obviously heard a lot about you as well. And I was indeed thinking that. You see, you are more known for your ability to take it someone, whether you are the bigger competitor or the smaller one. Me? I’m mostly about using my speed and my ability to avoid attacks most couldn’t. Plus, a handful of tag titles in the past three years.

Sean realizes he’s sort of babbling about things no one wants to hear, so he gets back on track by clearing his throat.

Sean Sands: So, I was thinking, why shouldn’t the big guy brawlers, submission specialists, and technical wrestlers get trained by you? And why shouldn’t the tag teams and high flyers get trained by me? I’ll even lend a hand for the techs, considering there seems to be more of them.

Sean keeps his eyes locked with Spirit Z’s.

Sean Sands: I think we split this work up solid and have one big class every Saturday these kids don’t have to bust their asses wrestling on Ignite and Defiance, like they are doing tonight. We split the work up and those who want to learn get the help.

Jesse Lewis scratches the back of his head.

Jesse Lewis: Making my job easier, aren’t ya.

He laughs.

Jesse Lewis: Sounds good. I hate tag teams anyways. The only major flaw I have. And we can do the big class too. Makes sense. Whoever wants to come and learn more behind the ropes. Also gives me something to do during the day on Saturdays. I’ll be out during the week representing PDW. I don’t expect much of the uppercard coming, but definitely the lower card. We’ll have to make this announcement soon. But the idea is g--

Then out of nowhere. A familiar face walks in. It’s Zakk Lewis, Jesse’s younger brother. Zakk stares at his brother.

Jesse Lewis: Speaking of one that needs help, Sean. This is a prime example.

Zakk showed no expression. Sean eyes the young man up and down before shooting his a welcoming smile.

Sean Sands: I believe this is your brother, yes?

Jesse Lewis: Well... We may have the same last name. But, I’m not so sure if we are currently brothers.

Zakk Lewis: I don’t know what you’re even doing back around these neck of the woods. You should've stayed in San Diego with that other Sands asshole.

Jesse quirks an eyebrow at him.

Zakk Lewis: You made a mistake coming here. And as for you, Mister Sands. I don’t care how experienced you are. I take no desire wanting to learn from a baffoon like you. You belong in a jar of what your last name is: Sand. And then thrown off into the Nile River, and never be heard from again. And you, “brother”, I’d leave if I were you. You don’t belong here. HKW doesn’t need trainers.

Jesse scratches the back of his head, and chuckles. Sean chuckles as well, nodding his head while doing so.

Sean Sands: You’re right about one thing, my brother is an asshole. But you know who reminds me of him?

Sean points right at Zakk.

Sean Sands: You. Now, Brett’s a very talented wrestler, I don’t dare take that from him, but he always has and will forever have an ego that outweighs his talent. You seem to be similar in that category. Another similarity between the two of you? The disrespect shown to your family, especially your own sibling. You can go ahead and ask Brett and he won’t deny it. Go ask Tanner once he’s done jumping on that fucking pogo stick. The reason we don’t consider each other brothers anymore is because of Brett. Because he pushed away people that were there to help him, talk to him, GUIDE him.

Sean then points to Jessie.

Sean Sands: You are doing the same thing to your brother that Brett did to me. You are trying to push him away and for what? So you don’t have to live up to his name? Is that it? Because I’ll tell you something I told anyone who has ever had a father or brother or sister wrestle before them and be successful. You make your own success. You let the people talk. End of the day, you are proud of what YOU accomplish.

Zakk looked and listened to that, and slowly approached Sean. In a hushed, but dark voice

Zakk Lewis: Don’t you ever talk to me like that again.

Jesse quirks an eyebrow, not believing what he is hearing. Zakk saying that to a veteran?

Zakk Lewis: I’m not pushing anyone away. It’s his fault! He pushed ME and MY FAMILY away. He doesn’t even contact Mom and Dad anymore. Oh hey, Jes. Did you know Mom just turned 54? No, you don’t know because you don’t care. So I don’t care. Fuck him. Fuck you both. RIP for life, bitch.

Zakk then slowly walks backwards towards the exit.

Jesse looks over at Sean.

Jesse Lewis: I suppose I didn’t mention that he gets cranky when someone’s pissed in his Cheerios.

Sean turns to Jesse and can’t help but chuckle.

Sean Sands: He’s a good kid. I can tell. He’ll come to his senses sooner or later. As for now, you should probably go ahead and be an ambassador and go do your duties.

Jesse Lewis: Yerp. Logan voice. Take care, Sean. I’ll see you later.

Jesse then walks off the screen, with Sean watching him go. Then the scene fades.


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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Sadie Sanderson McLean: The following match is a TRIPLE THREAT falls count anywhere match!!

The lights in the arena begin to dim down as the crowd rises to their feet as the opening guitar is heard echoing through the arena. Fans cheer loudly as "I Wear My Skin” by One Minute Silence is blaring through the sound system. The introduction for the song keeps building until that magical moment when the song breaks through. Pyro explodes as the lights come back on in the arena. Standing before them is that old familiar face with a slight smirk. Brad Kane stands on the stage telling people to get up to their feet if they aren't already. Feeling the pounding music he begins to walk to the ring slapping the hands of all the fans who have their hands over the barricade.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing to you first, from Belfast, Northern Ireland weighing in tonight at 223 lbs, Brad Kane!!!!

Brad continues to walk around ringside showing more love for the fans who made him into a world traveled wrestler before hopping up to the ring apron. He jumps up over the top rope and leaps up to the second turnbuckle closest to him. Brad throws his arms into the air before jumping off and backing into said corner as he waits for his match to begin as more cheers and camera flashes go off.

"Asshole" by Eminem hits the PA system as Joey slowly makes his way onto the stage. He puts his hands up into the air and soaks in the reaction from the fans before yelling out some random phrase. "Fuck the free World!", "No fat chicks!", "I like it when you call me big poppa!", etc.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing, from Miami, Florida and weighing in tonight at one hundred and eighty-three pounds, Joey Miles!

Joey marches down to the ring with a certain swagger about him before reaching the squared circle and jogging up the steps. He enters the ring, jumps up to the middle turnbuckle and lets out a loud yell.

"Pool of Fears" by Scars of Life plays and dry ice smoke arises from the entrance way. At 18 seconds into the song, Drew walks out to the cheers and puts his arms in the air. He then walks towards the ring, and walks up the steps.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Ladies and Gentleman. Hailing from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania...... DREW THORNTON!

Getting into the ring, he walks over to a turnbuckle, and climbs to the top and puts an arm in the air for another pop. He looks back, and jumps back down. His music fades.

Match 1
Falls count anywhere Triple Threat

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Before the referee could get in good enough, Miles and Kane were all up in one another faces. Miles straight throwing insults towards Kane, didn’t hesitate to push Miles. Miles chuckling, pushed Kane back and the pushes turned to blows and before the HKW Nation knew it, there was a brawl on their hands. Thornton exchanged looks with the referee who shrugged his shoulders. Kane gaining the upperhand, connected with a knife edge chop to Miles. Repeating it again, Kane whipped Miles into the nearest corner and just started chopping the hell out of his chest. Thornton sitting back long enough, moved Kane out the way as he began to get in a couple of headshots to Miles. The headshots turned into european uppercuts, one after another after another. Thornton, playing the crowd, turned around and was met with a nasty STO by Kane who just shook his head towards the man. Getting back to his vertical, Kane made his way back to Miles but before he could get his hands on him, Miles began to fight his way out of the corner. Once he was out of it, Miles connected with a series of drop kicks to Kane before finishing his combo up with a back body drop. Miles not taking his attention away from Thornton, picked him up and whipped him off the ropes. Upon coming back though, Thornton was ready and connected with a Tiger Fient Kick. Miles not expecting it, tumbled out the ring backwards, landing on the mat outside.

With Kane to one knee now, Thornton picked him up by his hair and threw him into the corner where he connected with a turnbuckle thrust before throwing him back to the mat. Going high risk, Thornton goes to the top rope and lands a jumping knee drop on Kane before going for the cover


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T-KICKOUT!!!

Kane easily kicking out of that attempt. Thornton looked around for a second before seeing Miles getting back up. Bouncing off the ropes, Thornton met Miles outside.. connecting with a cannonball senton. Back on his feet, Thornton picked up Miles and followed the high risk move up with a DDT which planted him on the outside mat. Kane shaking off the jumping knee drop, turned his attention to the outside where Thornton was pounding away at Miles. Exiting from a different side of the ring, Kane ran up on Thornton from behind and connected with an enziguri kick. Kane didn’t stop there as he picked up Thornton and followed up the move with an Uranage before going for the pin outside

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BREAK UP!!

Miles breaking the pin up, began to beat up on Kane with several shots hitting Thornton at the same time. Making it back to his feet, Miles grabbed Kane and whipped him into the barricade before turning his attention onto Thornton and rolled him back in the ring. Following him, Miles picked up Thornton and began to hit him with the Death By Miles. Thornton not going down to the mat but instead onto one knee. Miles backed up getting ready to go for the Skullfucker BUT Kane pulling him down by both of his legs, pulled him out the ring and began to deliver a fury of strikes to his chest once again before connecting with the “Twitter Sucks” or spinning back fist. Going back into the ring, Thornton was back to his feet. Kane taking Thornton and attempting to whip him into the corner so he could get the same treatment as Miles with the knife edge chops, Thornton reversed it and kicked him in the gut.

Seizing this opportunity, Thornton went for the “Armbar of Death” but Kane pushed him off of his arm at the last moment. Coming back for another attack, Kane tripped him up and connected with an STF, getting the submission in good. The referee went to ask Thornton wanted to tap. Shaking his head wildly, Thornton began to pull himself to the ropes. Almost at the bottom one, Kane released the hold just to pull him back into the middle of the ring and reapply it!

Thornton, with his hand still extended out to the ropes, slowly began to pull himself with the referee constantly in his ear. With what was left. Thornton was able to reach the bottom rope which caused the referee to force Kane to release the hold. Not paying attention to Miles as Kane was enjoying the fact that Thornton was down for the time being, Miles came in and took Kane down to the ground and began to pound on Kane. After causing separation, Kane ran towards Miles who lifted him up and connected with a Samoan drop before going for the cover..

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T-KICKOUT!!

Kane powering out at two, Miles looked at the referee before sucking his teeth and picked up Kane and delivered a snap suplex not once but twice before going to the second rope waiting for Kane to get back to his feet. At the same time, Thornton was getting back to his feet. Miles looked to go for the missile dropkick but Thornton took down Kane from behind with a sleeperhold. Submission for a submission if you will. Miles not having none of that, jumped down and broke up the submission and picked up Thornton and threw him towards the ropes. Upon coming back, Thornton ducked under him and attempted to go for the Drewbox 360 BUT Miles moved out the way and turned him around and connected with the FYH. Miles laughed as he did a ridiculous karate pose but Kane, turning him around hits the Y.G.G.Y.F.H.K.I. before going for the pin

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Threeeee!!!!!!!!



Sadie Sanderson McLean: Here’s your winner! By way of pinfall..... Brad KAAANNNEEEE!!!

"I Wear My Skin” by One Minute Silence begins to play through the arena speakers as Kane leaves the ring with a pleased smirk on his features..

Winner: Brad Kane Via Pin fall (19:40)

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The scene opens with the back of a man's back that is dressed with a leather cut with the Reapers In Pride logo on the back. The camera zooms out as the scene is being set inside of the Elk Bar & Grill. The man takes a shot and waves over the bartender.

Lance Winters: Give me another, Tyson.

The bartender who is also wearing an RIP cut nods and pours him another shot.

Lance Winters: Any word from Reno?

Tyson Novak: Nope, haven't heard a soul boss.

Lance Winters: Hmm...Well then. Must not be anything wrong then.

Just then at that moment. A familiar face walks into the hangout. It's Jesse Lewis, the man formerly known as Spirit Z. He walks in with a straight face. What people don't know is that Jesse actually drinks now. Rarely, but it does happen. He walks over to the bar, and waves for the bartender.

Jesse Lewis: Can I get a shot of Jack. 100 proof.

Tyson Novak: Sure.

The man whips out a shot glass, and grabs the Jack Daniels bottle, 100 proof. He pours a shot, and then slides the glass towards Jesse. Jesse grabs the glass, and looks at it. Just thinking of the past, and where he's at now. He sighs, and takes the shot. He wriggles, and then looks over at Lance.

Jesse Lewis: Lance Winters. I've heard a lot about you.

Lance grunts taking the shot.

Lance Winters: You and every fucking one else, bub.

Lance doesn't take the time to look over to see who it was to talk to him, he simply didn't care at this time. He was only worried about what was going on in his club other than some guy walking into his bar saying he's heard of him.

Jesse Lewis laughed.


Jesse Lewis: They said you had the bark like a Rottweiler, but got the actions of a chihuahua. That true... Bub?

The same Spirit Z/Jesse Lewis. Not scared of anyone, and talks a lot of smack. He's proven in the past to back what he says. But the question was. How was the mighty Lance Winters, the leader of the RIP gang, going to react to that? Lance begins to laugh and pats the back of Jesse looking over to him.

Lance Winters: OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH YYEEESSSSSSSSSS. Chihuahua are cute aren't they, I'm pretty aren't I friend?! But, if you really want to know find out. All you have to do is ask honey.

He winks. Jesse looked at that and shook his head.

Jesse Lewis: Expected better.

Jesse then turns his head over to look for his younger brother who hadn't spoken to in close 3-4 months.

Lance Winters: Well I'm not exactly here to impress you, am I? Now...I expect you to either say just why in the fuck you are here or I'm going to toss you the fuck out my self do you understand me?

Jesse ignores him, as he keeps looking for Zakk. Then eventually finds him. Zakk has a serious face, and has the face that he doesn't even realize his own older brother is in the same room as him. Lance then notices him looking over to Zakk.

Lance Winters: He's none of your concern.

Jesse looks over at Lance and raises his an eyebrow.

Jesse Lewis: Corrupted the mind of my little brother, I see.

Jesse then gets up.

Jesse Lewis: Well done, Mr. Winters. You've proven yourself as a leader, but to be honest, you haven't done anything yet to impress anybody. You... and your little gang. Are nothing. Oh, but what's an Ambassador know? What's a veteran of the wrestling game know? What does my opinion matter? I'm just another person. But, when you realize how much you fail in the end, Winters. Just know...

He then walks up and gets in his face.

Jesse Lewis: I was right. Jesse. Lewis. Was right.

Lance giggles.

Lance Winters: And what makes you actually THINK I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE?!

Lance with a grin on his face steps up to Jesse.

Lance Winters: Hmmm????? CMON?! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I CARE HUH?! Must say a lot about who you are if Zakk left your side to come join up with us.

He chuckles.

Lance Winters: He made the right choice. Look at you.

Lance looks at him up and down.

Lance Winters: You're nothing. NOTHING! You weren't nothing before. And sure as hell nothing now. It's okay Jesse. We'll take care of your brother. We'll show him just what a real man is supposed to be. Not a bitch like his "big brother". Now get the FUCK out of my face. Get the FUCK out of my bar....Or would you like me to introduce you to a get friend of mine? Hmm? You might know him...You came close to meeting him multiple times, am I right?

Jesse then steps back for a second.

Jesse Lewis: Nothing? Hahaha

Jesse starts to laugh uncontrollably and then looks back.

Jesse Lewis: For a second there, I thought... Oh you WERE being seriously? Let me enlighten your thick skull for a second, Lance. I'm from THW. A federation from the past that you don't even remember, because around that time you were too busy probably upchucking semen out of your stomach from every dictator from Europe to gain the so-called "reputation" you have now. You think you're big with a little gang? Buddy.. If you knew what I ran for almost a year, you'd be amazed. And that little thing I 'ran' for a year? Still exists. You just don't see it. Because it's anonymous. Seriously. You can't know.

Jesse Lewis steps back again.

Jesse Lewis: And friends. What friend? The Grim?

Lance waves Jesse off and grabs a beer.

Lance Winters: You're talking as if what you're saying to me matters. I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU! YOUR BROTHER DOESN'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU! NO ONE GIVES A FUCK ABOUT YOU! You should of died...You should die. Do us all a favor.

Lance reaches to the back of his waistband and takes out a Glock. He places it on the bar.

Lance Winters: Go say hello to Death.

Lance brushes past Jesse taking a swig of the beer laughing as he walks on. Jesse then pulls out a Bowie knife, and twirls it and stabs it on the bartop.

Jesse Lewis: Not that way, buck. I'll die like a true warrior. You want to do the honors?

Jesse then moves to show the big dagger stabbed into the bartop. It's shined, and perfect. Lance stops and looks back while giggling a little. He wipes off some of the moistness off his lips and begins to walk back.

Lance Winters: AAHHHHH!!!!!! CHRISTMAS CAME EARLY!! I must of been a good boy!

Lance quickly reaches over for the knife removing it from the bartop. In an instant he rushes in placing the knife at Jesse's neck. He giggles and strokes the blade on Jesse's Adam's Apple.

Lance Winters: Ever wondered just how red it is? How juicy it might be?

Lance looks back to Zakk who is seen watching closely as is everyone else in the bar.

Lance Winters: Pitty....He loves you. And I just can't imagine why.

Lance drops the knife and pats Jesse on the shoulders and goes on to straighten up Lewis' shirt.

Lance Winters: Must be that brotherly love huh?

Jesse smacks Lance's hand away, and does a shrug half-smile.

Jesse Lewis: I'll see you in HKW, buck.

Jesse grabs his Bowie knife, and sheathes it, and walks past him. He looks over at Zakk, and shakes his head and leaves the Bar & Grill.

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Emanating from the College Avenue Gymnasium in New Brunswick, New Jersey.
Sunday, April 13th, 2014


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Sitting in an office type room, well, more like just a room with a big TV, comfortable chairs, and a Nintendo 64 residing on the floor are Brad Kane and… Cindy Parker? Brad is playing as Luigi, Cindy as Princess Peach, and the two are neck and neck in this race. Back and forth they go, the other trying to gain some sort of bragging rights over the other. At the last second, Cindy unleashes a blue spiked shell that nails Brad right up his kart’s ass!

Brad Kane: GODDAMMIT!

Cindy giggles as she wins the race and the Mushroom Cup. She stands up and take a victory lap around the room while Brad looks dejected in his defeat. After the walk out earlier in the evening against Joey Miles and Drew Thornton, one would expect Cindy to be yelling at the long time veteran. Instead..

Cindy Parker: You know, after seeing how dominate you were out there... Well, I wish we could keep you.

Tossing her controller down onto the nearest couch, Cindy takes a seat atop of her desk staring at the surprisingly calm Brad Kane.

Cindy Parker: But you really, really want out of here, don’t you?

Brad Kane: I want out of here so damn bad I’d probably shank someone if you asked me to. I don’t understand why I’m here, you know? Just some bullcrap with Fel. That’s all it is, bullcrap with that immature girl. I know she was stickin’ up for, well, yeah, but you don’t mess with someone’s career like this. I would’ve let it go, but the longer she keeps me down here, the more I want to shove her face through a hot iron press.

Brad shrugs his shoulders, putting his feet up on the desk. He does take a look over Cindy because what guy honestly wouldn’t?

Brad Kane: Though the hot iron might help improve her looks a little bit. Either way, I just want out of here, you know?

Cindy laughs over Brad’s joke, not being a fan of Felicity’s herself. She takes a moment to think, wondering what exactly she could do to help Brad out.

Cindy Parker: Listen.. Give me until Breaking Point. I totally have no idea what I’m going to do yet, but I pinky promise that I get you to PDW where you belong.

Cindy slides off her desk and walks up to Brad, extending her pinky for the pinky promise.

Brad Kane: Thanks, Cindy. You’re one of the sane ones around here. Always liked that about you. You get what’s good for business, not some petty crap.

He takes her pinky into his his, completing the pinky promise with Miss Parker.

Brad Kane: I’m just worried Fel is gonna try something else. She’s here tonight. If I see her, might have to throw her through a window. Bit of justice for Subversion the other night when she had a couple of guys toss me through a car window...

Kane sighs before tilting his head up at the ceiling.

Brad Kane: That really hurts, by the way. Not as much as someone putting a staple gun next to your ballsack though.

Cindy makes an “Ew” face as she shakes her head while the scene cuts back to ringside.

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The scene is backstage in the locker room area. Envy Kaine is seen checking her phone, when her client Salem Cartier comes bursting through the door, with youthful exuberance.

Salem Cartier: OH yeah! I can’t believe this. Defiance XIII, and I’m fighting again. Wow, I’m really REALLY pumped, Envy! Sorry, I can’t hide my darn excitement!!!

She bounces on her feet and grabs a towel, rolls it up, looking around not sure what to do and just throws it against the wall. Kaine’s eyes left her phone and towards the young female who was excited about her upcoming street fight against two other persons who were attempting to make a name for themselves. Kaine stood up and pointed towards the bench

Envy Kaine: Sit..

She watched as Salem sat down.

Envy Kaine: Understand, this is a street fight, anything and everything is at your disposal and I hope you take advantage of that. This isn’t some type of match that you can just sit back and expect me to get involved in. I don’t roll like that of course. Salem, you have so much to give to HKW. It’s time to prove it under these conditions. Your excitement is a breath of fresh air in a sense. Most people tonight are so tense. They are so uptight. You on the other hand are in the zone. You already know what needs to be done.

Envy paused

Envy Kaine: Now you just better go out there and do it.

Salem took a moment to process what her manager was saying, eyes wide and looking at the tiles on the floor, rolling it around in her mind. She nodded and a smile formed on her lips, but it faded as she looked up at Envy.

Salem Cartier: I’m feeling loose, for sure. Like I could run twenty laps around this arena and still not know what to do with myself. I just.. this match is really go with the flow, right? I mean, those two could rip into each other at first, or even turn their attention to me and double-team me, right? This is all new to me.

Envy Kaine: It’s called the numbers game. Something you need to understand.. that you ALREADY know. You don’t go into a situation headstrong, you wait, seize the opportunity and act off of that. You are not invincible, so play it safe when you can. Be on the offensive when you can. Other than that. Do you. I can only manage you, I am not you.

Salem rubbed her chin, nodding in agreement. She stood up, and picked up the towel she had thrown down, draping it around her shoulders.

Salem Cartier: That’s right. I’ve got this. Read and react. Stick and move, choose my spots. Oh and it’s a street fight? Wonder what sort of goodies are tucked under the ring, just in case of course. Like you say, it IS a numbers game. At the beginning there are three, and at the end, well, I intend on there only being one. The one and only me, Salem Cartier! What do you say Envy, about match time right?

Envy nods her head

Envy Kaine: Of course.. knock em dead.

Salem’s face lit up with a big smile and she shifted the towel back and forth on her neck.

Salem Cartier: Plan on it, boss..

With that the two ladies left the locker room area.

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The scene opens up backstage with the camera focused on the floor. The only thing that can be seen other than the floor, is a pair of black wrestling boots. The camera begins to slowly move up and as it does, a pair of tanned legs are shown. As the camera continues to move up, more of the woman's body is shown. Once the camera gets above the waist, three Chinese symbols are visible on the person. The camera moves all the way up to reveal the debuting Kaysie Sherell. The young upstart has a smile on her face, and her right hand in her brunette hair.

Kaysie Sherell: My mother told me when I was young, follow whatever your heart desired. Little did I know that little philosophy would lead me to where I am today. A lot of people have to work hard to make it this position, and I'm no different. I have never been one to bore people with semantics, but I've had a pretty tough road getting here. However, that stuff is all in the past. Now, the important part about it all? I'm about to make my debut here in HKW. I'm about to get my shot at making it to the big time!

She removes her right hand from her hair and places it down on her side. She takes a small breath before she begins to speak again.

Kaysie Sherell: Tonight is just the first taste that you will all get of Kaysie Sherell. I promise it definitely won’t be the last! Tonight, I get to take on two other talented wrestlers in a street fight. Normally, you’d think that a match like that would intimidate a little thing like me, well trust me, it doesn’t. I’m not afraid of anything, much less being hit in the head with a trash can lid. We don’t get into this business because it’s glamorous; we do it because we love it. I’m not the biggest, or the tallest..

She lets out a small chuckle as she looks down at her petite frame. She looks back up at the camera before she begins to speak again.

Kaysie Sherell: I’m not the fastest, or the most agile. There is a lot that I’m not that everyone else is, but those things don’t matter to me. I don’t have to be the fastest, or the most agile to kick ass. All I have to be is the same ferocious competitor that I always am in that ring. I am going to leave every fiber of my being out there if it means that I’m going to have a shot in hell at winning this match tonight. I’m not going to just sit back and let anyone think that this little girl, isn’t going to kick their ass. I’m just as tough as some of the biggest men you’ve ever seen.

She places her hands on her hips, and her facial expression changes to one that of a serious nature. The smile that was on her face is gone as she begins to speak.

Kaysie Sherell: But I have one more thing. I have one of the biggest hearts you’ll ever come across, so after tonight. I don’t think it’ll be possible to forget the name... Kaysie Sherell! To my opponents out there tonight, I wish you the best of luck. We’re all going to put up a hell of a fight, however, some dogs bite a lot harder than others.

The smile comes back over her face as she takes her hands off of her hips.

Kaysie Sherell: So tonight, get ready for this dog to show you all a few new tricks. Tonight, marks a new journey for me and to my opponents tonight, good luck. See you all out there.

She blows a kiss at the camera as she begins to walk away as the scene fades out.

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is a triple threat, Street fight match!!

The sounds of Christina Aguilera’s "Glam” hit the PA system and an instantaneous array of cheers begin also. From behind the curtain walks the beautiful Nashville native, Kaysie Sherell. The buxom brunette has her hands on her hips and a radiant smile on her face. She is wearing a black fitted leather jacket as she looks over the fans who are cheering for her. She takes her right hand off of her hips and throws it into the air with her smile firmly planted on her face. After a few seconds of listening to the cheers, she throws her hands down to her side and begins to walk down to the ring.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing , from Nashville, Tennessee… weighing in at 128 pounds… Kaysie Sherell!!

As the fans continue to cheer, Kaysie begins to give high-fives to the fans that are on her right side. She continues this until she is about halfway to the ring then; she switches over to the left to do the same thing. Making it to the ringside area, she immediately goes over to the apron and climbs on it. Kaysie then enters the ring under the middle rope and upon getting into the ring; she goes over to the southwest turnbuckle and climbs up to the second rung. She again throws her hands in the air to cheers from the fans and soaks it in for a few seconds. Before jumping down from the turnbuckle, she removes her jacket revealing the top to her ring attire.

The funky drum beat and riff of 'Phenomena' by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs fills the arena and the quirky yet energetic Salem Cartier appears at the entrance, tapping her foot and bopping her head to the beat...


"Hey!

Don't touch kid, sleep with the lights on
Touch kid, how you surprise me
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"


She raises both hands and motions for the fans to get hyped, then bops her way toward the ring in time with the song, popping her shoulders up and down, swaying her arms around with a coy smile and wink to the audience.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: From Laconia, New Hampshire... seeking thrills that pay the bills... 'The Dark Crystal'... Salem Cartier!!!

"You're something like a phenomena
Something like an astronoma
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"


She steps up the ring steps, throws her hood back, clutches the top rope and puts her feet on the bottom rope, gazing around and rocking up and down on the ropes...

"Something like a phenomena, baby
You're something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, baby
You're gonna get your body off"


She slides through the ropes, twirls off her jacket with a flourish and drops to a knee in the center of the ring, extending her arms out and playing to the crowd as the music fades.

The lights immediately dim down to darkness just to provide a backdrop for the following whisper of: Chki-Chki-Chki-Ahh~.

As the beat of the music kicks in, the lights start to flicker and bounce along with the music, acting almost like visual representation of an equalizer. The intro to the track is left to play out fully, mostly for the crowd to join in bringing out the HKW's Resident Party Animal.

Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!
Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!
Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!
Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!


Cue the ignition of the MackTron(tm) the huge screen flickering to life with the promotional highlight reel that is nothing but shameless self promotion of Virgil Isaiah Pryce in all of his wrestling and performance glory. Shots ripple through, highlighting matches or parties or simply the young gun himself posing in various urban wear.

Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!
Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!
Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!


The young man himself swagger steps his way out onto the stage, bopping to the beat of the music and waving his hands around. He takes a few moments to just dance around the stage, before turning and heading down the ramp with nothing but swagger in each step. With each step he takes, the floor lights up, illuminating his path of crowd interaction as he makes his way to the ring. Random girls are selected during his ring approach and pulled out onto the ramp, to dance with and around him as makes his way.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: "Ladies and Gentlemen! Live from the 7-1-8 and the 3-1-0! Weighing in at 200 lbs of Pure Swag! The Fresh Prince of Mid-Air: V! I! P!"


As he gets to the ring, Virgil hops up onto the apron and turns around to throw his hands up to the crowd. The chosen girls are dispersed back to their seats. Virgil rolls backwards over the ropes and into the ring. His hands go up once again as the hook is belted from the sound system

This Is My Party
So Get Fly If You Want To
Get High If You Want To Cause I Know You Want To
Put Your Hands Up As High As You Want To
And If It Feels Good Scream...


While the chorus is going, Virgil is all over the ring. He's on turnbuckles, he's hanging over the ropes, he's got his hands bouncing and trying to keep the crowd into everything as it reaches its culmination

"Hey-Ay-Ay-Yo!"

Match 2
Triple Threat Street Fight

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With the sounding of the bell, the three competitors didn’t take long before they were at one another. VIP stay a distance at first as the two female competitors started going at it like cats. Cartier taking the legs from up under Sherell and going for what she knows. Strike after strike after strike and all of this was legal. After finishing up her combo, Cartier began to point towards the fans as they cheered but from behind, VIP went for the school boy roll up

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Cartier kicked out and just looked at VIP who just started to smile and mouth “Almost had you”. This ticking off Cartier in a way, made a move towards VIP who blocked her strike and began to deliver a series of his own before following the combo up with a irish whip. When Cartier came back towards him, he connected with a float over DDT. Sherell back to her vertical pushed VIP out of the way and straddled Cartier and began to return the previous onslaught of strikes she was handed. VIP shrugging his shoulders pulled Sherell off of Cartier and tossed her out of the ring. While looking at the ropes, he turned his attention to the HKW Nation as well as Sherell who was starting to get back to her feet. The HKW Nations were on their feet cheering for the possible high flying move. Going to the top Rope, VIP looked down towards Sherell but before he could even move, Cartier joined him and with grabbing his head, she connected with a top rope facebuster.

Right before Cartier could even follow up with a pin attempt, Sherell grabbed the leg of Cartier and drug her out from the bottom rope and began to deliver strikes to her before whipping her into the ring post where she hit it head on. In the ring, VIP was holding his face in a sense as he was on the second ring rope trying to get back to his feet. Once he did, He watched as Sherell was going back towards Cartier and from between the ropes, he took her down via a suicide dive, he back striking the barricade.

VIP threw up a peace sign before grabbing Sherell and literally throwing her in the crowd. VIP following right behind her as she attempted to get away from him, grabbed a fans cup of water and threw it in his face, which caught the male off guard and caused the separation she needed to catch her breath. The referee right behind them but cannot intervene, VIP a little pissed grabbed a chair and when Sherell turned around, he connected with a gut shot before throwing the chair down and whipping her into some of the equipment which was handy in the arena. Coming to where the two of them were, Cartier watched as VIP and Sherell were having their battle, buying her some time.

VIP climbing up on some of the equipment, he held his hands up as some of the HKW Nation began to high five him as well as pat him on his back. From there, VIP connected with a moonsault on Sherell before motioning to the referee for something. Out of his pocket, he pulled out VIP’s IPhone and went for the #Pinstagram..

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Cartier breaking the pin up at two more or less grabbed VIP and threw him into the equipment. The HKW Nation began to cheer for the woman who had disappeared for a moment, enjoying this fight she still had. Cartier picked up Sherell before connecting with a series of multiple chops before attempting to follow it up with an enziguri BUT out of nowhere Sherell connected with her finisher A Sher-thing. Cartier rolling a little ways away from Sherell wasn’t able to capitalize exactly at that moment.

Sherell taking a moment to catch her breath, slowly returned to her feet and a little movement from Cartier who was shaking off the finisher. VIP came from out of nowhere and turned Sherell around and hit her with his patented Pop, Lock and Punch it before clapping to the fans as he backed up a tad bit as he slid into a kid- N -Play step as Sherell was getting back to her feet. Cartier with the assist from some of the fans chairs, was back on her feet still a little out of it. VIP connected with the jaw of Sherell’s with his patented finisher It's My Party (And I'll Kick Your Ass If I Want To). With Sherell down, VIP attempted to go for the cover but Cartier pulled him off of Sherell before he could get the one and attempted to connect with her New Hampshire Handshake BUT VIP dodged it and rolled Cartier up

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Sadie Sanderson McLean: ANNNDDDD here's your winner, The Fresh Prince of Mid-Air: V! I! P!!!

The referee rang the bell and This Is My Party by Fabolous played loud through the arena speakers. VIP released Cartier who instantly jumped back and just looked at VIP. Being the entertainer he was, he took his Iphone and dived into the HKW crowd and began to take Selfies with the fans. Cartier just looked down shaking her head in disbelief. VIP walking back over to Cartier extended his hand out to her showing some type of sportsmanship. Cartier looked at it for a hot moment before shaking it and quickly walked away.

Winner: V.I.P Via Pin fall (15:20)

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The scene opens up in the tag team locker room area where the sounds of females laughing was heard. Inside were Katia and Katanna Torres of Primitive Unrated, huddled around Katanna’s phone as the two were watching a video.

Katia Torres: Damn, looks like we'll have our work cut out for us once again huh? This isn’t the first time we’ve faced 420 B.C. but with something so precious as a contenders in the wait for the winner, I suppose we can go all out right?

Katanna didn’t pay her sister any mind as she continued to watch her video. Katia huffing and puffing, she grabbed the phone and exited out of the video which caught her sisters attention instantly

Katanna Torres: I heard you! Damn! 420 B.C, kick their asses and make it to Breaking Point. Simple. I should ask you though, how’s your leg? I mean after what London and Veronica did?

Katia rubbed it before smiling towards her sister

Katia Torres: I’m a trooper, a little pain here and there won’t stop me from going to Breaking Point with you. This is our time, our moment. Whether or not we know who we will face until after Ignite is whatever, the outcome will be the same. 420 B.C will go down tonight, then whomever we face at Breaking Point THEN, yes.. then we will face the champions and become the NEW HKW Tag Team Champions!

Katanna patted her sister’s shoulder and smiled

Katanna Torres: I understand. Let’s go handle some business then huh?

The two sisters shared a hug before they exited the room

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Somewhere backstage... there's a loud sniffing noise, and then for a second the sound of someone gagging. The camera turns to look at an ajar door, and the cameraman's hand pushes it open all the way.

Cameraman: You okay in here?

420 B.C., Ligaya Fontaine and Serenity, are in the small room - along with PDW star Laurel Anne Hardy. Laurel clears her throat and Serenity quickly turns around like she's hiding something behind her back.

Laurel Anne Hardy: We're fine. I'm just helping my girls here sober up for their match. Get ready for their match, get ready for their match is what I meant.

Ligaya's still hunched over the table. She makes another sniffing noise.

Ligaya Fontaine: Ugh... I need like three more fuckin' coffees and at least like two more li- oh shit!

She notices the cameraman and spins round too. Her and Serenity are standing tight, hip to hip, clearly trying to keep the surface of the table behind them hidden. They're nudging each other a bit.

Cameraman: Uh-huh. You sure?

Laurel Anne Hardy: Yep. Sure as sugar. Nothing to see here. Just... y'know... motivating them. Pep talk and shit. Max the envelope, push the horizons, whatever.

Serenity: Yeah, we're doing... uh, team talk, and we don't want Katia and Katanna to see it, so can you, y'know, leave?

Cameraman: Okay. While I'm here, though, you got a prediction for the main event?

Ligaya Fontaine: The what?

Cameraman: You know, the big gauntlet match?

Ligaya shakes her head blankly.

Cameraman: R.I.P. vs the HKW roster?

Ligaya Fontaine: Who?

Cameraman: The big announcement Blake Jones made on the last show?

Ligaya Fontaine: ...was I there?

Laurel Anne Hardy: Okay. More coffee for you.

She crosses over to the cameraman.

Laurel Anne Hardy: Listen, she's in the zone, right? Focused on her own match one hundred per cent. And she doesn't need any distractions right now.

Cameraman: If I could just-

But Laurel hustles him out of the room and closes the door. A moment later, there's a click of the lock.

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The scene opens up with the young rebel, Gwendolyn Massey on a mission of sorts, opening doors and asking specific persons if they have seen or heard anything about the arrival of her Defiance XIII opponent - Darwin Ridley. Having no real progress with it, Massey sighed and leaned up against one of the doors..

Gwendolyn Massey: How does someone so big and always traveling with persons become this hard to find? I swear-

As Massey was about to finish her thought aloud, the door opened resulting in her falling backwards. After landing on her back, a chuckle was heard from the person who opened the door and the timing could not have been any worse. Looking down at the fallen rebel was none other than former HKW wrestler Kayla Callahan who was dressed in her casual wear.

Kayla Callahan: Well.. this looks about right. The “Lady Rebel” herself on her back looking up at a better competitor. Yeah, this works well.

Gwendolyn just smiled as she worked herself back to her feet and dusted herself off. Crossing her arms, she just stared at Kayla who did the same showing that match they had just stirred up some bad feelings between the two.

Gwendolyn Massey: I didn't know Cindy and Zero allowed “rejects” back into their building. This is a first for me. I should go call up Jackson Strong and see if he wants to just roam the hallways like you've been doing.. though, can’t cut it with the big dogs then I suppose you should run with your tail between your legs right Kaylow?

Kayla’s eye flinched but she lifted her finger and just shook it

Kayla Callahan: I didn't come here to be judged by you, the woman who’s been dealing with three insignificant idiots for the last two months and where has it gotten you? Beaten down every step of the way. People you asked for help.. beaten. You are nothing but a cancer. One that needs to get removed. Shit, I have nothing to do right now, I remember you saying something along the lines of.. you are always ready to fight.. so let me be the one to remove that cancer huh?

Just as Kayla and Gwendolyn sized each other up, a pair of hands quickly separated the two and that person in question was none other than Anya Hunter who shot Kayla a look as well as Gwendolyn.

Anya Hunter: Damn, I can’t turn my back for two minutes without you getting into an altercation huh Kayla? Though, Miss Massey here as of late has been gaining the attention of those who want to kick her head off.. Oops, too soon?

Massey moved Anya’s hand away from her and just looked at Kayla

Gwendolyn Massey: She won’t always be here to defend you. I haven’t forgotten that kick you gave me and I INTEND on re-paying it.. if you are ever woman enough to come back into the squared circle and get your ass whooping like a woman!

Anya wrapped her arms around Kayla’s waist as she went to jump for Massey who just stood there with a smirk on her features. Biting her bottom lip, she moved Anya out of the way and walked up in Massey’s face and just smiled

Kayla Callahan: You don’t want that Gwen. We all know you don’t. When’s the last time you've won a match that just involved you by yourself?? .. Hmm.. Defiance 6 maybe? I thought so. You are nothing but all talk and no results. Do something worth talking about and THEN.. maybe then I’ll even consider taking you up on that “threat” of coming back for some vengeance.

Gwendolyn just lowered her head and shakes it before she punched Kayla right in the mouth and watched as she step back holding it her mouth. Shooting one another looks that could kill. Massey blew her fist

Gwendolyn Massey: Consider that my move. I’m sick of people like you who just think you know everything. Darwin does, Lance Does.. everyone else does. Well bitch, you don’t know me! If you really have this issue with me, I’m not hard to find Kayla. I’m right-

Before Gwendolyn could finish, Kayla took her legs up from under her and began to strike Gwendolyn in the face. Anya sitting back looking at her nails just looked down at the two fighting for a half of second

Anya Hunter: Oh no.. someone help.. there is a fight..

After Massey was able to get on top and start striking Kayla, Hunter moved in and pulled Massey off of her.

Anya Hunter: Alright, that’s enough.. Massey, don’t you have a match against Darwin soon? I’d be worried about that.. oh and maybe this

Gwendolyn Massey: Wha-

Out of nowhere Kayla moved Anya out the way and connected with a Bankshot to Massey before looking down at her and then towards Anya who just shook her head as she walked away

Anya Hunter: You two bitches are going to get me fired.. I swear.. Where’s Banks when you need him!

Kayla Callahan: Consider your challenge accepted you little shit.. Oh and good luck out there, you’ll need it seeing you're all alone..

Kayla said as she turned her back towards Massey and walked out the room. Massey holding her mouth as she just stared in the direction Callahan left.

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Sadie Sanderson McLean: The following is an Extreme Rules Tornado Tag Team Match, where the winners will be placed in a number one contenders match at Breaking Point for the HKW Tag Team Championship!!

"Here we come, here we are! The living dead superstars!"

A cheer goes up for the beginning of Zombie Girl's "Living Dead Superstars", and the team of 420 B.C., Ligaya Fontaine and Serenity, emerge. Serenity walks to the ring at the pace of a bride walking down the aisle, clutching a bouquet of dead flowers, while Ligaya jogs back and forth around her, high fiving and hugging fans.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing first, From British Columbia, Canada, the team of Ligaya Fontaine and Serenity... FOUR! TWENTY! BEEE SEEEEE!

Ligya slides into the ring and jumps up onto the far ropes, leaning over them and pumping up the crowd, while Serenity rolls under the bottom rope. As Ligaya plays to different sections of the auditorium Serenity just lays her flowers in their corner, pushes back her veil, and sits down on the mat in the corner. After a moment Ligaya joins her friend, straddling the top rope above her.

'We are going to make THOSE moves'

Echoed through the arena speakers. "Make those Move" by I Am Legion begins to play through the speakers as the two members of Primitive Unrated come out with their hands raised enticing the fans to get hype. Katia motions for them to get louder from one end of the entrance ramp and Katana nods her head as she has a faint smile and motioned to her sister that it was time to head towards the ring.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing to you at this time, Hailing from The Philippines by way of California.. They are, Katia and Katanna- Primitive Unrated!!

As they made their way down, they slapped a few hands from the fans before stopping right before reaching the ring and high five one another as they climbed on the apron and waved towards the fans from the turnbuckles before getting into the ring..

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The moment the bell rang, the two teams instantly went for one another. Fontaine trading blows with Katanna as Katia and Serenity went back and forth. Both members gaining the upperhand with their opponents, Fontaine went for a swing but missed as Katanna picked her up from behind and connected with a backdrop suplex. As Fontaine returned to her vertical, she was knocked back down with a single legged dropkick. Serenity still in control went to strike Katia but was blocked and without thinking, the two of them locked up with each other and used the ropes as leverage until they fell out between the second rope to the mat outside. Getting back to her feet, Fontaine scooped that Katanna was checking on her sister who was calling to her. Taking advantage of that, Fontaine rolled Katanna up trying to get the quick pin

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Katanna threw her off of her in a sense as the two circled around one another and locked up. Katanna getting the upperhand on the 420 B.C member, she placed her into a headlock trying to weaken her. Fontaine using her ring awareness, she worked both of them to the closest ring ropes and pushed Katanna off of her and upon her coming back, Fontaine connected with a snap powerslam. Looking out towards Serenity who was having it taken to her by the older Primitive Unrated sister. She slid out the ring and walked over towards the announcement table and grabbed the chair one of the stagehands were sitting in. Rushing to the battle outside the ring, she let out a yell as she went to swing, Katia ducking - Fontaine and Serenity looked at one another as she stopped right before she could do anything. Katia taking the chair from over the head of Fontaine, looked over towards the ring as Katanna flew over the ropes and connected with a no hands flying tigersault onto the two females before getting back to her feet and shouting to the HKW Nation who cheered!

Making her way to her sister, the two looked at one another before going to opposite sides of the ring and pulled out a very unique item that would come into play in this match. Katia pulling out a table while Katanna pulled out a kendo stick and twirled it around her fingers like a pro. Shooting one another a look, Katia slid into the ring to set up the table while Katanna went back towards the females where were now on their feet. Swing once, she connected with Serenity but Fontaine moved out the way and slid into the ring. Rushing Katia, she took her down and began to deliver a series of blows to her. Katanna who struck Serenity once again, dropped the kendo stick and slid into the ring. Pulling Fontaine off of Katia, Katanna kicked her in the gut before planting her onto the mat with a DDT. Moving back to check on her sister, Katanna stepped out the ring and stood on the ropes as she motioned for Fontaine to get back to her feet. Seeing Serenity slide into the ring, Katia made a B line towards her but pulling down on the ropes, caused Katia to fly out the ring and land wrong on that right leg of hers which was attacked at the last Defiance. Standing there taunting her in a sense, she turned around and met Katanna’s knee via her springboard knee strike. After connecting, Katanna instantly went for the cover

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Fontaine lunged to break up the pin attempt as she began to throw strikes at Katanna. After shaking off those cobwebs, Serenity began to do the same thing. Kicking her while she was down. Fontaine smiled as she motioned to Serenity to help her out. Serenity moved the table which was brought into play earlier into the corner and as Fontaine picked Katanna up, she whipped her towards Serenity but was reversed. Catching her partner, they both looked at one another before turning around to see Katanna who delivered a double clothesline to the two females before hitting the mat herself.

As the three participants excluding Katia who was favoring her leg were trying to regain their composure, the HKW Nation began to boo as London London and Veronica Rae of The Diirtyy South rushed down to the ring with chairs in hand. Upon getting in it, Serenity was the first one up and felt the strong chair strike which caused her to fall out the ring. Fontaine and Katanna both getting up at the same time looked at one another before turning around and getting clocked themselves. Still having bad blood for Primitive Unrated, London London and Veronica picked up the wounded Katanna and set her up for their tag team finisher but before they could hit it, Katia hit London in the back with that lone kendo stick. Veronica seeing this, went straight for the bad leg of Katia which instantly took her down as she began to attack her. London heated about the strike began to pound on Katia was well.

The crowd popped as Jinzai and Michael Alexander came rushing down to the ring but didn’t get into it as London and Veronica quickly picked back up their weapons and dared them to get into it. At that moment “Stay Ready” by Jhene Aiko hit the speakers of the arena and out came the Director of Operations - Anya Hunter


Anya Hunter: Okay.. Okay.. The Diirtyy South, I understand you have this personal thing with Primitive Unrated. I also understand that you.. “Super Saiyan’s” wanted to be the good guys and come out to help.. but I’m ending this match right now. No one in that ring is able to continue. So since you two other teams are so gung ho! Let’s do this. Scratch you girls match at Ignite for the same opportunity. I’ll just do this. To decide who will face either Descent 2.0 or Future Shock.. it’ll be Primitive Unrated versus The Diirtyy South...

The HKW Nation began to cheer at the announcement

Anya Hunter: AND even though you two haven't been here for a hot minute and management would frown upon this but what the hell, I am feeling generous.. The Super Saiyan’s! In a Texas Tornado Tag Team match. Sounds easy enough right??

London London and Veronica gave one another high fives as Jinzai and Michael Alexander looked at one another before Anya dropped the microphone and headed to the back

Winner: No Contest (12:31)

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The scene cuts to Selena King backstage. She is dressed in business casual attired and has a microphone in her hands and a smile on her face.

Selena King: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, TANNER SANDS!

The audience boos as Tanner Sands steps into camera view. Instead of a grin on his face, there seems to be a more serious look replacing it. He lets out a sigh and motions for Selena to ask him whatever she wants to ask him.

Selena King: Tanner, you face Michael Alexander in just a few short moments here? Thoughts about the matchup?

Tanner looks at Selena quizzically before letting out another sigh as she raises the mic up to him so that he can speak.

Tanner Sands: You want my thoughts on this match? It's fucking bullshit. You see, the stipulation is that the man who is last standing gets a spot in the Cyber battle royal. A spot that was already promised to me. But you know what the shitty part is?

Selena shakes her head and mouths the word "no".

Tanner Sands: The Cyber battle royal spot should be on the line because if you look at what I've done here you would realize that I'VE DONE SHIT.

Tanner shakes his head.

Tanner Sands: I came in here as one of the more...advanced wrestlers. I had held multiple titles from multiple federations. I should have come in here and done much better. I should have made the finals of that tourney. I SHOULD HAVE BECOME HKW CHAMPION!

Selena seems to be slowly backing away from a frustrated Tanner.

Tanner Sands: I've come in and I've flopped worser than Hasheem Thabeet, yo. But you know what? IT STOPS NOW. I'm done getting my ass handed to me by guys that I could probably be training! I'm done losing to Chester the Molester looking fuckboys like Michael Alexander!

Tanner turns to the camera now, not giving a shit that Selena is still there.

Tanner Sands: EVERYBODY has written me off because I'm not serious enough! Everybody doesn't look at me as a threat because I act like a party boy and most think I'm a douchebag! But you know what? I. DON'T. GIVE. A. FUCK. You wanna know what starts tonight?

Tanner slaps his chest twice.

Tanner Sands: The Tanner Sands Era starts to-fucking-night when I drop Michael "KANGAROO FUCKER" Alexander and keep him down for a whole ten count!

Tanner gets this glaze-eyed look on his face, almost as if he's realized something.

Tanner Sands: And if I don't walk out the winner tonight...

Sands gives out a slight chuckle, almost as if losing would be a sick joke, before locking eyes with the camera and his face going back to pure anger.

Tanner Sands: THEN I'M DONE. I'LL QUIT AND I'LL NEVER RETURN TO WRESTLING AGAIN.

After saying this last thing, Tanner nods his head and exits out of camera view, leaving a surprised Selena King behind. She quickly regains her composure as she looks at the camera.

Selena King: Tanner Sands vs Michael Alexander next with, I guess not only Tanner's Cyber championship spot, but his career TOO!

The scene fades out to Selena shaking her head, shocked at what she just heard.

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The scene opens up with Drew Thornton in the locker room. He's sitting on a bench, and looking down to the ground. He feels bummed after losing his very first match, something that is dear to a newborn wrestler. He takes a deep breath, and hears the door opening. The man walking into the room is Emilio Vialpando and his father. Drew looks at the HKW Champion, and nods. Emilio doesn't even notice Drew as he is walking by. Drew, unsure, doesn't want to feel like he shouldn't say something but he should. He sighed, and threw out a gesture to gain his attention.

Drew Thornton: Yo, Em.

Emilio and his father stop and look back at the boy who called his name. Emilio with a welcoming smile replies.

Emilio Vialpando: Que pasa?

Drew Thornton: Uh, como estas. Yeah... Good luck in that big ass gauntlet match... Well... You know what I mean..

Drew then went back sulking and looking down the ground. He sighs again, then balls a fist and slams it on the bench.

Drew Thornton: Dammit!

Luis Vialpando: You alright son?

Emilio Vialpando: Ayo you aight?

Drew Thornton looks u p at the two.

Drew Thornton: N..No.. Just.... A new wrestler shouldn't lose his first match.. And I did... I already feel like a failure, man. And I feel like I gave it my best. I don't see how I lost. I don't. I tried.. But ... Dammit!

Drew slams his fist again. Emilio walks up to Drew and places his hand on his shoulder. He laughs a little.

Emilio Vialpando: Yo, it's cool bruh. You fought ya hardest that all that matters. I mean look at who you was facing though? Joey Miles and Brad Kane. Two niggas that been in this game for a minute...Niggas that shouldn't even be here but they are facing kids on the come up. That's you bruh. That's me. That's the majority of us besides these old ass niggas. And shit you was bound to lose anyways. Hard Knox ain't on some weak shit bruh. You know who we under? Who this company sister company is? Platinum Dynasty Wrestling. That's where all the top people at bruh. And us here? Shit we might as well be named the best developmental program out there. Shit bruh we better than a bunch of companies out there and we just a indy fed. I say if you can make it in Hard Knox, you good bruh. So don't sweat it aight?

Drew looked at and nodded his head. He fought two veterans. That was a test. It had to been. And Emilio was right. This company was under the famous and dominating federation in the world. HKW was the spot. And Drew knew it was true. He grinned at Emilio. That advice/reminder gave him inspiration. To train harder, and better. He stood up from the bench and extended his hand.

Drew Thornton: I appreciate the words, man. But you've inspired me to train the hardest I can be. Because there's one thing I want to strive for.

The extended hand then turned into his index finger pointing at the championship that was with Emilio. Emilio smirked and looked back at his father.

Emilio Vialpando: You hear that pa? I inspired em. Jaja.

He looks back at Drew and extended his hand even though he was focused on his championship belt.

Emilio Vialpando: Jaja, man I'm just telling you what you need to hear. But you know I'm always open to talk to bruh. And when it comes to this....You and everyone else is striving for just this. You gonna have to stand out bruh. You ain't just gotta impress me, you gotta impress those fans out there. You gotta impress the heads of Hard Knox. People think they can just claim they spot in something they haven't even earned a spot it. Take Laurel Hardy for example up in PDW. Every since she signed to PDW she been saying she wants the Bloodshed Championship and hasn't shut the fuck up about it...And she ain't even earned he spot. People like that make they self look dumb as fuck. Don't do that bruh. Fight for this shit. Fight and earn your spot.

Drew then put his hand down and thought about that. That was Drew's weakness. He always went in too far, and never wanted to listen. He had to. He looked over at Emilio and nodded.

Drew Thornton: Then I suppose all I need to do is take one step by step and train harder, so one day I can become the HKW Champion. I got you.

Drew then started to walk away, then he stopped turned around and patted Emilio on the shoulder.

Drew Thornton: Thanks, uh, 'bruh'.

Drew smiled, then walked away.

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The camera shifted backstage to show Kai, storming through the Locker Room Area as he quietly looks around, searching for something with purpose. He still was still showing the after affects of what had happened to him on Ignite, with several staples in his forehead standing out in contrast to the white and black face paint he was wearing. He stopped on a dime next to a Locker Room Door and listened closely, hearing talking from inside. His jaw clenched tightly as he recognized the voice.

Luke Wisia: Next time is going to be worse, just wait. If Kai thinks I'm gonna forget what his brother did, he's dead fuckin' wrong. Dunno where Syn is, but I know exactly where Kai be at.

Backing up slowly, Kai suddenly lashed out, kicking the door open and nearly off of it's hinges! He walked inside, and stopped as his eyes landed on the very person he was looking for: Luke Wisia, who seemed very startled by his arrival.

Luke Wisia: Well look who it is. Glassface himself. Why you comin' in here lookin' all pissed off like you're gonna do somethin'? You better think long and hard before you open that mouth, Kai. Fuckin' think about whether I gave you a warning or not.

Kai ignored Luke and took a step forward, his face a mask of silent fury as he seemed ready to attack at any moment. A small giggle is heard in the background.

Lance Winters: You lost pup?

Kai didn't turn to look at Winters, his eyes fixed squarely on Luke as he spoke quietly.

Kai: While I have no problem taking you on as well, I don't believe what's about to happen concerns you, Winters.

Lance Winters: Oh I think it does. You see if you land a single finger on Luke...You'd have no choice but to deal with me. I suggest you step away from him....Or I'll be ever so kind to introduce you to the gates of hell.

Lance steps from under the darkness showing him with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. Kai said nothing for a few moments, his eyes still locked on Luke. Suddenly, he took another step forward, now face to face with Luke as he gave a rather grim smile.

Kai: It would be oh so easy, Winters...and despite your threat, you know it would be.

Almost as if intentionally attempting to test Winters threat, Kai reached a hand out, stopping short of touching Luke's face by just a hair. He throws his hand up to knock Kai's hand out of the way, but he pulls it back before any contact was made.

Luke Wisia: Fuck you, Kai. If you think I'm gonna back down from you, you're wrong. I'm not like some of the other pussies on this roster who hide in the fuckin' shadows every time you come around. You're fuckin' nothing to me, Kai. You mean absolute jack shit to me. My fam though? That's where ya'll crossed the line, and you shoulda fuckin' known what kinda backlash it was gonna bring.

He spits on the ground, staring lividly at Kai. Luke takes a small glance over to Lance before turning his attention again.

Luke Wisia: I warned you. That's more than you can say for me... And you're gonna regret everything your brother did to me. I will make you that promise, Kai.

Lance bites on his bottom lip entertained by this. He laughs a little still stepping toward Kai who was grown close to Luke.

Lance Winters: SO WHAT YA GONNA DO KAI? WHEN THE REAPER IS COMING TO HAUNT YOU?!

Lance looks around.

Lance Winters: Man ol' man. You didn't bring anyone with you? What a boring party guest you are! Barging in here, with no one. Not even Ava, we would of loved spreading her legs wide open....

Lance licks his lips at the thought.

Lance Winters: Oh yes. Kai you must confess to me, how good does she feel? Hmm?

Kai was silent for a few moments, his hair covering most of his face so that his expression can't be seen. Slowly, he looked up at both men, giving them a cold, hollow smile.

Kai: You asked me what I'll do when the so called "Reaper" comes to haunt me, correct? Well, allow me to answer that.

If possible, Kai's smile seemed to grow even colder.

Kai: I'll simply walk right up to him, look him in the eyes, then snap his neck with the greatest of ease.

With that, Kai turned, seemingly about to walk out of the Locker Room, but paused.

Kai: Oh...and Luke, you're mistaken. I did warn you to stay out of it, but you and your foolish pride refused to listen. And now...

His voice took on a slight hiss.

Kai: ....you know why.

Luke Wisia: Whatever you say, Kai. I guess there was just warnings flyin' around everywhere before this happened. I ain't done with you bitch, you better watch your back. I've only got started with you.

Luke scowls under his breath and narrows his eyes at Kai.

Luke Wisia: Get to know your fam well... There may be nothin' left of any of you when this is all said and done.

Kai scoffed quietly, before he finally walked out of the Locker Room, leaving Luke and Lance alone inside. Lance laughs a little.

Lance Winters: Thought that guy was supposed to be scary like..Booooooooo Scary! You gonna beat his ass though right? Right? Right?

Luke didn't take his eyes off the door, looking as if he was still staring at Kai in the doorway. He slowly turns his head to Lance with a serious look and speaks under his breath.

Luke Wisia: I'm gonna kill him....

Lance pats Luke on his shoulder and smiles.

Lance Winters: That's exactly...

He looks towards the door with a sinister grin on his face.

Lance Winters: ...What I want to hear.

The scene then fades away as the door closes.

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Sadie Sanderson McLean: The following contest is a last man standing match and it is for a spot in the Cyber title battle royal at Breaking Point! The rules of the match are simple. You must keep your opponent down for a ten count in order to be called the victor!

The lights start to flicker as the opening rifts to Hollywood Undead's We Are thunders out of the PA system. "The Prodigy" Michael Alexander walks out onto the stage, fidgeting with his hand wraps. Stopping, he looks up and smiles before thrusting a fist into the air. We Are hits the chorus as Michael begins to make his way down the ramp, slapping some hands on his way by. He stops at the foot of the ring and closes his eyes. he crosses his chest with his hands and points upwards before clambering up the steps and into the ring. Leaning against the ropes, he uses them to stretch as "We Are" fades out.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia; weighing in at 190 pounds, he is "The Prodigy" Michael Alexander!

As "Blackout" by Breathe Carolina begins to play, Tanner Sands makes his way out from backstage and stands at the top of the ramp, looking out at the audience with the biggest smirk on his face as the people begin to boo him. Sands slowly struts his way down the ramp, ignoring anything the fans are saying to him by either scoffing or giving them the hand. He slides underneath the bottom rope and walks over to his corner and climbs to the middle turnbuckle, where he begins to fist pump like there is no tomorrow. After about 10 seconds of this, Tanner jumps off of the corner and awaits for the match to start.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: And his opponent, from Cincinnati, Ohio; weighing in at 223 pounds, Tanner Sands!

The bell doesn't even ring when Tanner Sands decides to explode out of his corner and tackle Michael Alexander to the ground. Tanner assumes position on top of Michael and begins to throw lefts and rights while Michael does his best to block the punches. The referee eventually pulls Tanner off of Michael and leads him back to his corner before watching Michael slowly get up to both feet and calling for the bell.

Match Four
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Once the bell rings, Tanner charges forward and spears Michael Alexander, garnering boos from the audience as he slowly gets to his feet. Michael holds his midsection and writhes in pain on the mat as the referee has no choice but to begin the count for the first time ever...but before he can get to one, Tanner Sands stops the count. Tanner grabs Michael by the head and gets him up to both feet before irish whipping him hard into the corner turnbuckle. Michael bounces back and Tanner grabs him before planting him with a spinebuster! The audience boos as Tanner gets to his feet and the ref begins the first ever count of the match.

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Michael, just using his own strength rises to his feet and stares down Tanner, who groans in disgust. Tanner attempts a clothesline, but Michael ducks it. Once Tanner turns around, he is met with a Pele kick that catches him square in the face and lays him right out! The audience cheers as Michael slowly rolls to one knee before looking at a downed Sands. Alexander then lunges on top of Sands and begins punching his head repeatedly, Sands unable to defend himself. After a couple of punches, the ref pulls Michael off of Tanner.

Michael grabs Tanner by the head and slowly gets him up to both feet before tossing him out of the ring through the space between the middle and top rope and out onto the ground. Michael follows as he slides underneath the bottom rope and out of the ring. He grabs Sands by the head and tosses him back first into the barricade, forcing Sands to slowly fall on his ass, but not be technically down for the ref to start counting, Michael turns around and pulls up the apron before beginning to search for a new weapon. Michael grabs a chair and gets ready to use it on Tanner as he turns around...but is met with a kick right to the balls from Tanner, getting boos from the audience!

Tanner grabs Michael and tosses him right into the barricade back first, imitating what had happened before. Tanner the grabs Michael by the head and tosses him right into the steel steps, getting more heat from the audience. The final part of Tanner's attack is that he grabs Alexander by the head, gets him up to both feet and begins to drive his knee into Michael's face repeatedly, getting boos from the audience. One knee catches the young man right in the nose and causes him to get busted open before Tanner lets go of him, causing him to drop to the ground.

Tanner walks over and grabs the chair nearby before driving it right into Alexander's skull twice, discarding the chair afterwards and allowing the ref to make yet another count as blood continued to rush down Alexander's nose.

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Alexander is to his feet....and is met with a boot to the gut from Tanner Sands! Tanner goes to lift him up for the S.S. Sands right on the concrete and eventually lifts him up...but Michael slips behind him and lands right on his feet. Tanner turns around and is instantly met with a superkick to the jaw that lays him right on out! The audience cheers as Michael uses the barricade to keep himself up while wiping his nose from the blood.

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And Tanner gets to his feet....only to be met with a European uppercut that has him staggering backwards. Michael grabs Tanner and tosses him back into the ring before sliding in himself. Tanner slowly gets to his feet, but Michael comes from behind and tries to hit the "Equilibrium" hooking Tanner's arms and everything, but Tanner drives his head backwards and slams it right into Michael's nose, sending Michael staggering backwards yet again.

Tanner attempts to lift up Michael, but once again, Michael slips out from behind. He goes running towards the running towards the ropes and bounces off of them so when Tanner turns around, he is met with a painful spear to the midsection! Tanner writhes in pain as he quickly rolls right out of the ring and falls to the ground outside. Not wanting his opponent to get a breather, Alexander exits the ring again and waits for Tanner to slowly gets to his feet. Once Sands does get to his feet, Alexander grabs him from behind and throws him head first into the steel spot, dazing him. It isn't until a dazed Tanner turns around that Michael pulls out his brass knuckles from his pocket, puts it around his hand, and drills his opponent in the face, knocking him right out!

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10- TANNER GETS TO HIS FEET!

Michael Alexander cannot believe it, but somehow, some way, Tanner used the barricade nearby to keep himself in the match. Michael sighs and shakes his head before grabbing Tanner by his head with both hands. Unfortunately, he is met with a little poke to the right eye, forcing him to let go of Tanner's head and focus on that. Tanner regains some energey and drives his boot right into Michael's midsection before lifting Michael, staggering backwards a little...and PLANTNG ALEXANDER'S HEAD RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL STEPS! The audience boos as S.S. Sands has connected and it looks like Michael Alexander is out cold!

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Still no movement from Alexander. Sands still resting up against the barricade.

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Slight movement from Alexander.

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Alexander is on his feet....







....but can't stay up as he falls right back down!


10!


DING! DING! DING!

Sadie Sanderson McLean: The winner of this match and cashing in his spot in the Cyber title battle royal...TANNER SANDSSSSSSS!

Tanner raises his arms his up in the air as his theme begins to play, The ref grabs one arm and helps raises as the audience boos, not wanting to see Tanner be the victorious one here tonight. Tanner begins to yell incoherent stuff out as the scene slowly fades to commercial break.

Winner: Tanner Sands via ten count KO (17:26)

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We're now in one the locker rooms backstage. All that can be seen at the moment is Tony “The Mammoth” Hyman eating a meatball sub. Right now it's not sure as to where Tank is.

Tony Hyman: Damn Tank you been in that toilet for half an hour now. You better hurry up you smelly fucker. I can smell that shit out here and I'm trying to eat a meatball sub.

Tank: This shit don't smell or feel too good. Damn well feels like Tank shitting out a meatball sub.

#TankLaugh

Tony Hyman: Shut the hell up Tank!

Tony wraps up the sub and leaves it on the bench in the locker room. Tank steps out from the bathroom as the smell drifts out too now. Tony starts choking as he smells it and makes a quick exit from the locker room.

Tank: Can't let this go to waste.

Picking up the meatball sub Tank unwraps it and takes a bite from it as he now exits the locker room.

Tony Hyman: Can't stand your own stink then?

Tank: Tony really thinks Tank is going to do that in Tank's locker room?

Tony Hyman: What?

#TankSmirk

Tank: Tank's locker is around the corner, this is some newbies locker room.

#TankShrug

Tony Hyman: Hey! That's my sub!

Tank: It was. It's Tank's sub now.

They both head down the hall leaving the smell of Tank's shit behind them in someone else's locker room. Once at Tank's locker room they head in there as Tank has finished the sub and throws the rubbish in the bin.

Tony Hyman: I'll be back in a minute, I got to go get some fresh air.

Leaving Tank alone in the room, Tank notices the cameras and decides now is as good as a time to address his opponents.

Tank: Good to see Tank is in the main event and that Tank finally has people alongside Tank that can be trusted. Also good to see RIP is the opposing team and the team who about to find out when they don't have the numbers advantage they're not as deadly as they think. Tank is already in the head of Joey and this match is just another good reason for Tank to get Tank's hands on Joey.

Not only that but Tank gets to get Tank's hands on the rest of RIP too. That's just a bonus, the good thing about this match is that it's going to be one hell of a battle. Also it's going to teach RIP that there are people here willing to stand up to them and kick everyone of their asses. Tank doesn't really have much to say because Tank's waiting to get out there and do what Tank's got to do with actions rather then words.

The cameras leave just as Tony “The Mammoth” Hyman walks back into the locker room where he sees Tank starting to do press ups to warm up for the main event.

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Hunter is standing in front of a vending machine. He puts his money in and presses the button hoping some red Gatorade will fall from the machine. Instead, the machine eats his dollar and keeps the Gatorade for itself.

Hunter Werth: What the hell?

He kicks the machine and it does nothing but flicker it’s lights before buzzing back to it’s normal state. Hunter lays his head against the machine and sighs. Unbeknownst to him, Brandon Banks has walked up behind him and is standing next to the machine waiting.

Brandon Banks: You gotta boot it a few times here and there. Damn vendor was supposed to come fix it weeks ago, but you know how that goes. Ain’t shit gets done unless you do it yourself.

Hunter jumps hearing the voice. He backs up a few steps seeing HKW Co-Owner Brandon Banks standing next to him. With all the back and forth between Hunter and BB on twitter, he doesn’t know what to think of this unannounced visit. He stands back, not in a fighting stance, but ready to get to one if something happens.

Brandon Banks: Big match tonight, huh?

Brandon reads Hunters body language, feeling some tension but not enough for it to warrant a problem.

Brandon Banks: Gotta say, Hunter. I been really impressed with what you’ve been doing against RIP. You have all these people tweeting, and cutting promos about how they’re going to get them.

Banks smirks genuinely, looking Hunter up and down.

Brandon Banks: But you? You actually did something. You went to their turf, spray painted their walls, and beat the breaks off their cronie.

Brandon applauds Hunter, giving a kick to the vending machine himself as a blue Mountain Breeze Gatorade comes tumbling out of the machine.

Brandon Banks: See what I mean?

Hunter reaches down and pulls the blue Gatorade out of the vending area. He looks at it in his hand and shrugs.

Hunter Werth: Good looking out.

He twists the bottle open and takes a swig.

Hunter Werth: Well you told me yourself, nothing was going to happen unless I did something myself right? So I did what I had to, and I’ll keep doing it til this is all over.

Banks nods his head, giving Hunter a friendly tap on the back. He reaches into his wallet and pulls out a five dollar bill, slipping it into the vending machine and pressing the button for an Aquafina.

Brandon Banks: That’s all I wanted, Hunter. I was never against you, despite what you might think. I know you have that killer instinct in you. I know that you have all the tools to become one of the best in this company.

Banks reaches down and grabs his Aquafina before twirling off the cap and taking a small swig.

Brandon Banks: Maybe you just needed someone to bring that killer instinct out of you? And if I’ve helped in anyway.. Then I feel like I’ve done my job.

Hunter Werth: Well, I guess we’ll see how things go. This is far from over, even you know that. But I’m not going to be left in the pile of bodies in the end. Believe that. I’ll be standing over them with whomever else survives ready to take this company to the next level. Then, only then, will you know the true measure of Hunter Werth. But to get there, I have to go out there tonight and keep the fight going, not only that, but win it.

Brandon Banks: From the sounds of it, you seem to know what you gotta do then, Hunter. Good luck out there tonight...

Banks takes a few steps away from Hunter, but stops just in front of him.

Brandon Banks: And good luck in your title match at Breaking Point.

It takes a second for Hunter to realize what Brandon just said.

Hunter Werth: Wait, what title match?

Before he can turn around to get an answer from Brandon, he is out of sight. Hunter takes another swig of the gatorade and lightly pounds his fist into the side of the vending machine as a smile spreads on his face. A large thud is heard as a red Gatorade falls out of the vending area. Hunter looks down shaking his head and smiling again. He grabs the Gatorade and heads off down the hall in the opposite direction that Brandon Banks headed.

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Scene fading into the backstage area HKW Champion Emilio Vialpando is seen walking down the hall as he stops hearing the crowd chant "LAX" as they see him. He smirks and knocks on the door in front of him. The camera pans around and the name on the door reads "Gwen Massey". As he waits for her to answer the door he wipes off a smug off of the HKW Championship.

Emilio Vialpando: This thing stays dirty..Ugh....

Still feeling the affects of the Bankshot she had received from Kayla Callahan earlier on. She looks at the HKW Champion with a warm smile on her features and extends her hand out to him.

Gwendolyn Massey: Long time Champ!

Emilio looks down at the hand and smacks it way.

Emilio Vialpando: The fuck is that?

He dives in for a hug and squeezes her hard.

Emilio Vialpando: What's good homie?!

Gwendolyn pats his back and laughs

Gwendolyn Massey: Not much of course, being kicked by the corporate reject and trying to find Darwin's scary ass so I can drag it to the ring. I've seen you've been busy as of late. I apologize about tonight. I wish I could've been out there fighting the same battle as you. Hell, it could've been Tank, Hunter, you and I and yet.. you are saddled with ehh...I know you'll handle what needs to be handled and I'll do what I promised and have your back if I'm able!

Gwendolyn said as she leaned up against the door seal

Gwendolyn Massey: You know better than I do that they aren't going to play fair regardless of those bullshitty ass rules established by the "Host"... be on your best. Ha, look at me giving the Champion advice.. no disrespect dude

She shakes her head, apologizing in a sense. Emilio laughs shrugging.

Emilio Vialpando: In all honesty, as bad as I wanna get my hands on them niggas my head is in more of the direction of Breaking Point. But yeah, i mean shit then new dude Jinzai seems pretty legit and Tango always been wantin' to get at these niggas so I guess we good. But yeah I would of rathered you be there with us...

Emilio sighs.

Emilio Vialpando: I guess. Gotta thank the Host rite? I don't even know what's the deal with Kayla though I mean that shit just wild. "Wild" must run in they family? Seems like you gotta watch your back more than I do these days really though.

Massey just nodded her head

Gwendolyn Massey: Between the Shadows and now Ms. Callahan, yeah.. maybe. Breaking Point though, I think you and I have an eventful night ahead of us. I still need partners while you are not only at the mercy of Mentez who is still confusing as fuck.. but also Tony who.. hmmm.. no comment. It's going to be one hell of a night, hands down. Just..

Gwendolyn became quiet as she looked at the HKW Championship and then back at Emilio

Gwendolyn Massey: You just have to make it to Breaking Point in one piece. You represent the masses. If anyone, R.I.P wants your blood. Jinzai is cool.. Mark is just as crazy as the best of them but at the end of the night and as I told Lance. You take away the head.. the body will stop responding, same applies with you. They get you good before Breaking Point. You'll have to fight twice as hard. As far as Callahan and Maivia go, I'm not surprised though. She's still sour about me making her tap in the middle of the ring. So much for one on ones right?

Emilio rolls his eyes at the sound of Jason's name.

Emilio Vialpando: I really don't know what's going on through his head. He needs to seriously wise the fuck up....The fact he gonna be tagging with them mother fuckers tonight pisses me off. You see that shit Lance did to em last show? Left him high and dry to take the L. And he still wanna be cool with em!? What a complete dumbass. How hard headed you gotta be?!

Emilio begins to calm himself down.

Emilio Vialpando: You right though...I gotta try my best to stay in one piece for Breaking Point cause if I ain't, I'ma be bound to lose. Main goal for tonight though, shut all them bitches up. I swear I hope someone shuts that mother fucker Lance up. Tired of him I swear. Always got some shit to fucking say. I mean shit I would sign up to face em at BP if I ain't have to defend this here goldie, jaja. But it's all good. He gonna get what he deserves. Somebody gonna hand em an ass beatin'.

Massey shrugged her shoulders

Gwendolyn Massey: I have my opinions about that alliance between Mentez and Winters but I hope it's not what I think it is. Cause if Lance uses Mentez and by some fucked up way he becomes champion.. then Lance beats the hell out of Mentez and "steals" the belt. What was all of it worth? Nothing. As far as Winters comes, focus on tonight. Like you said, someone will get his ass. The sooner the better. But dude, I'd love and chat but I have a match to head too. I cannot bank on Darwin showing up and I need to make sure I have a plan in case that happens. Good luck out there tonight Champ, it'll be a trying night for the both of us

Massey smiled. Emilio nods and towards the doorway to exit the room.

Emilio Vialpando: Yeah yeah. Guess I'll go get ready for this shit. See you later Gwen. Good luck tonight.

Emilio throws up a peace sign and leaves the locker room as the scene fades away.

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As the intro of "Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria played through the P.A. system the fans erupted into a frenzy of cheers and after a few moments we see Gwendolyn come out with her hood over her head, covering most of her face as she dropped to her knees and slowly swayed to the music before writing something on the entrance stage. Finishing that up she erupted from that stance and removed her hood as she yelled at the fans to encourage them to get louder and more energetic. Turning around she extends her hands out as she points to the back of her hoodie which reads "Second to none, never replicated nor duplicated".

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Ladies and Gentlemen, and boys and girl.. Hailing from London England, United Kingdom but residing in Miami, she is "The Rebel" Gwendolyn... MASSSEEEYYYYY!!!

After making it to the ring, she stand on the ring apron and motion for them to get more excited as she yells out "Know your place, hands down!!" before jumping into the ring and then onto the second turnbuckle as Gwen raised her arms up and pointed towards the crowd nodding her head to the beat of the entrance music.

With “Welcome home” simmering down, the HKW fans chants began to be heard for the young woman in the ring. Smiling, she jumps to the second turnbuckle and throws her hands down to the syllabus of her name

“Gwen-Do-Lyn”, “Gwen-Do-Lyn”, “Gwen-Do-Lyn”

Before the fans could get really into it..

Suppose you were to die tonight...
What would you say?


Was heard throughout the arena as the lights began to dim with a red glow filling the entrance ramp as "Walking Dead" by Z-Trip begins to play. A large, green question mark appears on the Platinumtron, illuminating Darwin Ridley who comes out wearing his trench coat and a towel over his head. He stops at the very top of the ramp and stands still for a few seconds before he tilts his head and takes his sweet time walking down the ramp. He drops down and crawls down the isle, staring up at the ring with his tongue out and a blackish tar pouring out of his mouth. He gets back to his feet and charges toward the ring, sliding underneath the middle rope, stands back to his feet and tosses his towel into the crowd. Finally, he closes his eyes, removes his trench coat and steps into the ring. Darwin look around as the lights return back to their original brightness..

With the referee holding Gwendolyn by her waist, she was a woman on a mission and was ready to take Darwin down where he stood. The HKW Nation began the chant of..

“Let’s go Gwendolyn, Darwin sucks!!”, “Let’s go Gwendolyn, Darwin sucks!!”

Darwin looked around the ring, out towards the fans who were on their feet and then back at Massey who was still being handled by the referee. With a smug smirk on his features, he rolls from up under the bottom ring rope and starts taunting Massey who instantly pushed the referee out of the way and jumped onto the second turnbuckle and started yelling for him to get back into the ring. With the boos filling up the arena, Darwin just started to laugh and shake his index finger from side to side mouthing “I came to the ring, but that’s it! WE WILL FIGHT AT BREAKING POINT!!” Standing at the top of the ramp, he drops to his knees and continues to laugh hysterically before the lights began to flicker on and off and the arena. As they come back on, Demento was standing in the middle of the ring and was bombed with boos BUT.. Massey was nowhere to be found in the ring.


Popping up from up under it with a chair in hand, she slid back into and struck him right in the gut before planting his head right on the chair via a snap DDT. Standing back up, Massey’s gaze went straight for Darwin as she removed her hooded jacket and threw it into the crowd as she went to the top rope and started to entice the HKW Nation as she motioned for Darwin to come down into the ring for their match. Darwin ignored her and made his way behind the curtain. Massey shaking her head and looking back at the motionless Demento, she noticed the referee was having a conversation with Sadie as well as one of the suits who work alongside Anya Hunter. After a couple moments, Sadie took the microphone and looked around at the HKW Nation

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match has been changed by management.. it will now be Demento facing off against Gwen Massey NOT in a Ladder match but.. in a Tables, Ladders and Chairs Match!!

The fans popped at this announcement and with a frustrated look on her features, she nodded her head and mouthed “No restraints, no mercy” as the referee went back into the ring and went to check up on Demento who was shaking off the effects of that DDT chair shot. Pushing him out of the way and getting back to his feet, the referee signaled for the bell and slid out the ring.

Match 5
Stipulation Tables, Ladders and Chairs Match

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

With Demento leaning back in the corner holding his head, Massey didn't hesitate to give the giant a break as she ran straight for him and began to deliver a series of shots to his head before holding on to the ring rope, striking his side with heavy curved knee strikes. Seeing that there was no disqualifications or referee to stop them anymore, Massey continued her onslaught before Demento used his strength to push the young rebel away from him. Rolling on her back and onto her knees, her gaze never left him as he began to walk the ropes. Bouncing off the ropes behind him, Massey delivered a drop kick to the back of Demento which brought him back onto his knees. Pointing towards the HKW fans with a smirk on her face, they responded back with a loud roar of cheers but it quickly became boos as Demento used the same chair that Massey planted him with to strike her gut. Kneeling down on one knee, Massey held her gut before looking at Demento who was regaining his senses and clocked her with a massive big boot which sent her immediately to the mat. While she was down, Demento took it to Massey, stomping on her frame as much as he could while yelling at her. Picking her up by her hair, he threw her across the ring which resulted in her landing hard on that already wounded shoulder of hers. Demento now laughing and rubbing his head, he scooped Massey up and planted her on her shoulder once again before running towards the ropes and connecting with a body splash.

Grabbing her arm, he applied pressure to it, focusing more on the shoulder area. Demento yelling out towards the crowd as he struck it with a series of elbow shots before releasing her. Demento watched as Massey instantly went to grab and hold onto it. Demento dropped to his knees and started to circle Massey like a predator would do it’s prey as he grabbed her by the back of her head, getting a good amount of hair and returned back to his vertical along with Massey. Looking out towards the HKW Nation who was in utter disgust, Demento began to laugh as he turned Massey around BUT instead was met with a spinning enziguri to the side of the head which brought him down to one knee and Massey worked herself into a corner where she held onto her right shoulder but pulled herself back to her feet. Demento doing the same thing, now irritated at the young rebel, he rushed blindly into the corner where Massey was. Moving out of the way, Demento connected with the turnbuckle padding which staggered him slightly. Taking advantage of his mess up, Massey ran towards Demento from behind and connected with a powerful one arm Zigzag which brought the giant to the mat. That moment when Demento’s back hit the ground, The HKW Nation went straight to their feet cheering on Massey who was looking up at the ceiling stomping her foot on the mat to get something started.

Now getting back to her feet, Massey was bombarded with “We want Ladders” chants. Nodding her head, she slid out the ring and started to work a ladder into the match. Sliding it up under the bottom rope, Massey went in right behind it and made her way to Demento who had himself on the ropes taking a breather. As soon as Massey grabbed the hair of Demento, he grabbed her and pulled her down using the ropes as a weapon. Standing to his feet now, he notices the ladder and sets it up in the opposite corner that Massey was recovering in and lets out a roar. Demento going back for Massey, picks her up and whips her into the corner where the ladder is and she smacks it and hits the ground.

Still laughing in a creepy way, Demento dropped back to his knees and started to crawl towards Massey who just shot him a painful dark look. Once the two were face to face, he returned to his vertical and rolled out the ring and flipped the curtain on the ring looking for something in particular. Throwing a number of chairs into the ring, with a few near shots to Massey. He pulled out a table and worked that into the ring. Once back in it, Demento began to set up the table while keeping an eye on Massey who had used the ring ropes to get herself back onto her feet. After the table was ready to use, he made his way towards her but was caught in the gut with one of those steel chairs he threw into the ring. Massey lifted the chair above her head and came down hard on Demento with a number of chair shots until he was laying on the mat. Throwing the chair out of the ring. Massey moved towards the ladder and slid it out under the bottom rope but made sure it connected with the barricade. Picking the giant up by his head, Massey started to deliver a series of knee shots to his head before taking two steps back ready to connect with a running shining wizard but out of nowhere Demento connected with a clothesline knocking both participants out and onto the mat.

In a moment of desperation, the HKW Nation began to chant “Gwen-Do-Lyn” as the rebel was coming back from that move which caught her off guard and Demento who, after those chair shots was making his way back to his feet as well. Once back on their feet, Demento and Gwendolyn began to take it to one another, passing back strike after strike. It wasn’t until Demento went for a kick and Massey caught his leg that she started to smile and look around towards the fans before throwing his leg down which caused him to fall flat on his face. Making her way to the corner, she watched as Demento was coming back to his feet and from the corner she went for a corner springboard crossbody but was caught by Demento and after being maneuvered around, he chokeslammed her through the lone table which was set up in the ring. Removing himself off of the young rebel who was stirring but not getting up, Demento worked himself out of the ring and went for one of the ladders which was oddly placed a ways away from the ring. Making his way back to the ring with it, the HKW Nation were very clear about their feelings towards Demento with the chants of “No” and “You Suck” filling the arena. Like a man on a mission though, he ignored them and slid the ladder into the ring. Moving a little bit more now, Demento went over towards Massey and picked her up and slapped her in the face before doing it again but with a harder slap. The expression on her face wasn’t a pleased one as he whipped her into a corner while running behind her ready to clotheslines her in the corner. Though, Massey using the corner as an ally, pulled herself up and Demento ran into the corner instead of her and she connected with a running knee to his jaw before she grabbed his head and connected with a bulldog.

Once again, both participants were on the mat. Massey trying to still pull herself together from being put through a table while Demento was shaking off the out of nowhere comeback Massey just did. Pounding her left fist on the mat, the fans began to clap to the beat as Massey made it back to her feet before Demento did and reached for the ropes with her good arm and started to lunge forward a bit waiting for Demento to turn around and when he did Massey connected with the Endgame before getting back to her feet and letting out a strong willed yell which enticed the crowd. Picking him up, she made her way to the corner where she stepped to the second turnbuckle and began to strike Demento in the head as the HKW Nation counted


“1...2...3...4...5….6..7...8...9..10!!”

With the number of strikes at ten, Massey worked herself up one more rope and attempted to go for a hurricanrana but was caught by Demento who pulled her back up and connected with a powerbomb from out of nowhere! Laying back in the middle of the ring, Demento moved the hair out of his face as he picked himself up and grabbed the ladder he placed into the ring a while back. With a sick smile on his face, he began to strike Massey with the ladder a couple times before throwing it away from him. Grabbing the hair of Massey’s, Demento placed her on his shoulders and connected with a slam near the turnbuckles. Now in the drivers seat, he started to make his way to the up the turnbuckles to the top rope where he stood ready and leaped off of it but missed his target as Massey rolled out of the way causing Demento to land flat on his front.

Running her fingers through her own hair, Massey shook her head , breathing heavily. She looked at Demento who was still feeling the affects of his own move backfiring, Massey looked at the ladder she was just beaten with a few moments ago and decided it was time to go for the contract. She slowly set the ladder up and started to climb it but before she could get up a decent amount Demento pushed it which resulted in the ladder falling over but Massey on her feet. With Demento and Massey on their feet, he ran towards her and she ducked and delivered a superkick to the giant’s chin which caused him to fall out between the ropes and onto the ladder that she set up. Dropping to her knees, she smiled as she pointed towards the top of the turnbuckle and the HKW Nation began to chant “Yes!”. Massey worked herself to the top rope where she started to clap her hands and the fans clapped with her and before anyone knew it Massey flew off the top rope connecting with a shooting star press onto Demento and the two participants were on the mat on the outside in some type of pain.


“This is awesome!, This is awesome!, This is awesome!”

Was the only thing the fans could really say after that move the young rebel administered out of her playbook showing she came to play. With a couple of minutes going by, signs of life began to show from Massey and Demento as Massey is trying to drag herself to the ring post while Demento is using the barricade to pick himself up. Massey hearing a loud yell, she moved out the way as Demento threw the ladder at her and started to rush at her. She side stepped him and drove his shoulder into the post which brought a stop to all of that. Massey began to target his shoulder with strong kicks before pulling it away from him and delivering an arm twist drop to him. Sliding back into the ring. Massey leaned up against the ropes which were positioned right over Demento as he was getting back up. Massey ran towards the corner and jumped off the ropes connecting with her rarely used corner springboard triangle crossbody. Rolling right off of Demento, Massey went straight for the announcers table and started to clean house as she moved everything off of it and even went as far as to move the steel steps on the edge of it. Attempting to recreate the scene from the last Defiance, Massey grabbed and drug Demento towards the table but before she could get him close enough he broke free of her and caught her slipping with a poke to her eyes. Rubbing her eyes, Massey made her way back to the barricade trying to keep herself on her feet. Demento moved a ladder which was set up already in front of the Announcement table a little closer to it as he made his way towards Massey and began to strike her in various places before picking her up and slamming her on the table to keep her in place.

Starting his climb up, Massey regained her vision as he was about to reach the top and she managed to get to her feet on the table and got onto the ladder and climbed up with him. At the top Demento was waiting on her and the two began to trade blows with one another before Demento punched Massey hard enough for her to almost lose her grip and tumble backwards but she regained it in time. Demento following up on that went to grab Massey by her hair trying to throw her off but Massey in turn reverse it and grabbed Demento’s head, both flew from the ladder and crashed through the table via Gwendolyn’s ace cutter known to the wrestling world as the Royal Treatment.


“Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!”

With that move within itself, the HKW fans were blowing the roof off the house as both Massey and Demento laid motionless for the most part as Demento caught the bulk of the finisher. Massey, even though she was in pain just started to laugh as she gripped her shoulder tightly and started to crawl towards the ring. With everyone on their feet, Massey made it to her knees where she grabbed the bottom rope but before anything else could happen the lights started to flicker and turned off.

The HKW Nation not liking where this was going, when the lights did turn back on Michael Myers and Darwin Ridley were in the arena beating up on the helpless Massey relentlessly. Darwin ordering Myers to pick her up and finish her. Myers nodded and picked Massey up but before he could do anything there was a pop and came running from behind the curtains were PDW’s own, Candice and Carissa - The Diamond Twins. Throwing Massey onto the ground, Myers slid into the ring where the ladies had just entered and it appeared that he went to deliver a double clothesline. Though, the two women ducked under him and bounced off the ropes delivering a double drop kick to him , removing him from the ring. With the two taunting him, Darwin slid into the ring and just looked at the females who didn’t back down from him and he started to laugh at the two. Spewing degrading things about them and throwing their names in mud so to speak. Just as Darwin looked ready to strike, Massey spun him around delivering a massive Royal Treatment before looking down on him. Moving the wet hair out of her face, she just sat there for a moment before shooting Candice and Carissa a look before mouthing “Why?”. They turned their backs towards her and made their way out of the ring but not before Myers wanted to throw down so the two connected with a double baseball slide.

Slowly making her way up the ladder, the wounded Demento had slid into the ring and began climbing up the opposite side, trying to catch her before she won the match. Once both were at the top, Massey and Demento went for blow after blow before Massey grabbed the clipboard and ram it in the face of Demento which caused him to fall off the ladder allowing Massey to pull it down and shortly after the bell rang..


Sadie Sanderson McLean: And here is your winner… by retrieving the contract.. “The Rebel” Gwen MASSSEEEYYYYY!!!!

With “Welcome home” by Coheed and Cambria blasting through the arena, the crowd was on their feet once again chanting and cheering but as Myers pulled Demento as well as the now angry Darwin out of the ring, holding him back in a sense, Selina King made her way into the ring where Gwendolyn sat on top of the ladder waving at Darwin.

Selena King: Gwen! Congrats on your win tonight. After all the hell you’ve went through and after all those amazing moments you had in this match. The one question on everyones mind is.. what is going to be the stipulation for the match at Breaking Point where you WILL meet Darwin Ridley, Demento and Michael Myers!?

Gwendolyn just continued to look towards Darwin who stopped himself, wanting to know the answer along with everyone else. Massey lowered her hand down to grab the microphone from Selina and just chuckled into it

Gwendolyn Massey: You son of a bitch! You coward! You didn’t want to face me, you had one of your stooges come out and fight in your place but as I was about to win.. you decided to come out and take me out? Bitch move Darwin! Now that I have this though, I am finally going to give these people what they want. Something I promised them I was going to do. Darwin, the stipulation is a simple - one even you can under. At Breaking Point, even if it’s a one on three handicap match. It WILL be a Loser leaves Hard Knox Wrestling match!

Gwendolyn drops the microphone before standing tall on the ladder and just stared at Ridley who just began to laugh and started yelling out “You want an out that bad!? You don’t want to be SAVED!? FINE! THE SHADOWS will be the ones to end you pitiful EXISTENCE !!

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[ Opponent decided via #LanceWintersApp, now available on the app store or Google play ]
Lance Winters vs. TBD


VOTING IS STILL OPEN!

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The scene fades in to one half of Future Shock, Jaxon Queen, wrapping his wrists with white tape. He has a stoic expression on his face as he keeps his focus on the wrists. But, slowly entering the scene is Colton Sterling, already dressed in his attire. Jaxon takes his gaze away from his wrists and looks up and sees a smirking Colton.

Jaxon Queen: Hey, Colton.

Colton Sterling: Good to see you made it here, Jax. I'm assuming by the fact that you are dressed, you're good to go for tonight? Believe in yourself more now?

A small smirk appears on Jaxon's face.

Jaxon Queen: Yeah, like I told you at that surprise party for Erin. Just gonna shake off that poor performance in my debut and help you win those tag titles tonight.

A smile appears on Colton's face now.

Colton Sterling: Good, good. I think we are ready to take the tag titles. I think we are becoming the tag champions tonight!

Jaxon Queen: I can definitely see that happening. You settled everything with Ashley?

Colton's smile slowly disappears and he lets out a sigh before nodding his head.

Colton Sterling: Just talked to her a couple of minutes ago. I think, after the match, I'll go back to being her boyfriend.

Jaxon looks quizzically at Colton.

Jaxon Queen: What are you gonna be during the match?

Colton Sterling: Her opponent. Now finish up, we're almost up. It's almost show time for us.

Jaxon Queen: Alright, alright. Quit rushing me.

Jaxon finishes taping his hands before tossing the rest of the tape aside. He gets to his feet and both he and Colton come face-to-face, with Colton shooting him a smirk.

Colton Sterling: Let's go out there and win.

The two men nod their heads before turning around and heading out of the camera view.

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The scene opens up in the locker room area where one Gwendolyn Massey was leaning against her locker room door. Still wounded obviously from her earlier encounter against the Shadow’s Demento, she had questions that needed to be answered and there were two persons in question that she needed to hear them from. Turning her view from the ground, her attention was grabbed when she heard the laughing of Candice and Carissa Diamond, the lone women along with Erin Moore who have decided to come to her rescue not once but as of tonight, twice.

Gwendolyn Massey: Candice.. Carissa!

Massey yelled down the hallway to grab their attention, hoping on one hand they would honestly answer her this time. Candice continues laughing and walking, but her more observative twin sister Carissa glances over at Gwendolyn. She taps her sister’s arm. Both women slowly walk towards Gwen, Carissa with her hands on her hips and Candice scanning the floor not wanting eye contact.

Carissa Diamond: Yes?....YOU RANG?

Gwendolyn just looks at her sisters in a way, Candice before the brass and bold Carissa which is to be expected. Running her fingers through her hair she shakes her head

Gwendolyn Massey: I don’t know whether or not to hug you bother or fucking get angry!? I mean I didn't ask last week but what was that out there? You two? I’d never expected to come out to save ANYONE.. then you come to the rescue again tonight. I mean, what’s your aim ladies?

Massey asked as she tilted her head and stood up straight The twins begin to shake their heads simultaneously , Carissa adds a chuckle to hers pushing her hair off her face.

Carissa Diamond: In all of that I didn't hear the one important thing, um, maybe a THANK YOU! I tell ya, Candice. Doesn't it seem like day by day these rookies are starting to become ungrateful?

Candice Diamond: Ungrateful isn't even the word more like blind. Open your eyes Gwen! Every single week you’re getting dogged by that Darwin head case, and his little goon squad!

Carissa Diamond: It’s getting a little embarrassing, and your name is starting to get associated with #TeamTOPNOTCH which means we also look bad! Last week was a warning, but seems you didn't get the message cause your ass is STILL getting beat!

She moves her head back and forward even turning somewhat rosy red in the cheeks.

Gwendolyn stepped to Carissa and looked her dead in her eyes and for the first time since knowing them felt like clocking her. She exhaled and backed down before shrugging

Gwendolyn Massey: Candice, Carissa.. I won tonight, yes.. it wasn’t against Darwin but I with two others get him at Breaking Point. Though, you think that I am embarrassing you two.. me, getting MY ass handed back to me for the last couple of shows.. but yet I am embarrassing you all huh? I've put so many people at risk dealing with these crazy fucks and you all wanna jump down my back now? What’s up with that Twins? My best friend is still missing and Erin is still injured from Defiance XII to where she won’t be able to compete at Breaking Point..

Gwendolyn lowers her head and just shakes it

Gwendolyn Massey: What else do I have now? A fucking stip with no one who wants to back me up? I mean, I have no issues on walking into Breaking Point alone but at the stake of my career? I don’t know.. I might’ve won the battle.. he might’ve gotten me after all and won this whole war..

She said as she turned her back towards the Twins trying to get her thoughts together. While she’s confessing her sorrows, Carissa stares down at her nails even yawning here and there. Candice on the other hand starts listening to the soul of Gwen.

Candice Diamond: Remember what we told you from day one? We got your back...We might not always be there in physical form but there’s a reason for that. If every time little Gwen feels weak and needs help, The Diamonds run down to save her, what will you learn? Nothing! You’ll learn how to depend on someone as your crutch. Even if your BFF or whatever is gone, no one has your back you have your own back. Instead of using someone else as your crutch, if you fall down you crawl on your hands and knees until you FINISH! You’re like a little sister to us, we may have three others but we chose you. You can do this, and if it’s some backup you need for one match then..

She looks over at her sister who’s speechless at the words coming from the motherly lips of Candice Diamond.

Candice Diamond: We got you!....What?

Everyone is currently just staring at Candice as she’s usually a typical mean girl, not one to care about anyone but herself and her crew. The deep words prove that she’s the soul of her team, can use words to help and hurt anyone in site. Carissa blinks twice at her sister, her left hand still out from the previous inspection.

Carissa Diamond: Woah.. that was hella deep...

Nodding her head, Gwendolyn just starts laughing at Candice’s words but wipes her eyes showing that she was touched.

Gwendolyn Massey: I see. I wonder IF i didn't say I was willing to face those three alone would you have even came with something like that huh? You're right though. I’ll admit, from the start, Darwin and his “Shadows” have had the advantage three to one.. then it went to three to two and for a brief moment I was alone again. Candice and Carissa, thanks for having my back but..

She pauses

Gwendolyn Massey: I don’t think Hard Knox or the state of New Jersey is ready to see a Massey Diamond Twin team up and steal the show at Breaking Point. They aren't ready

Massey said with a smile on her face as she extended her hand towards the two ..

After her very emotional speech a weird smile appears on Candice’s face, another idea pops into her head. She grabs Carissa’s wrist with one hand and Gwen’s with the other. The girls appear just down the hallway, as Candice drags them to the common, populated area of HKW. Candice runs into the room screaming a sound similar to a police siren. She hop on top one of the tables, bringing the other three girls up with her.


Candice Diamond: Ladies and Gentlemen! Bitches and whores, listen up you’re not gonna wanna miss this! At Breaking Point you will get a TOPNOTCH dosage for ONE NIGHT ONLY!! It will be a day that everything goes our way, AKA the right way! In one corner we will have the three creepy pedophiles Darwin and his goons!.... who’s names don’t really matter... against the red hot Gwen Massey teaming up with….Candice and Carissa, THE DIAMOND TWINS!! Woo-woo!!

She starts screaming and hollering, singing a random song, while doing a small dance around her sister. Candice holds onto Carissa’s waist after the announcement, at first embarrassed but now even dancing in the spotlight herself. Gwen covers her face and shakes her head as she pats the shoulders of the Diamond Twins and excuses herself away from their silly moment

Gwendolyn Massey: The hell did I just get into..

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Sadie Sanderson McLean: The following contest is set for one fall AND is for the HKW Tag Team Championship!!!

Colton and Jaxon explode out of the curtain as "Thank You" by MKTO begins to blare throughout the arena. The two men look at each other and slap hands before making their way down the ramp.

They slap hands with the fans and both of them sing along to some of the lyrics. Both of them run the rest of the way and slide underneath before each heading to one corner and raising their hands high up in the air. The two then hop off, Colton backflipping while Jaxon just jumps off. Future Shock then makes their way over to the corner and warms up for the start of their match.

We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say

We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway!


The arena explodes as "Critics and Cynics" by Icon For Hire began to play through the arena speakers and Charlie walked out holding both belts before raising them up in the air and made her way down to the ring. Upon stepping into it, Charlie didn’t take her eyes off of Colton or Jaxon as she handed the belts to the referee who nodded towards her.

Before Sanderson could do the introductions “Bad Intentions” by Digital Daggers began to blast through the arena and out from behind the curtain came Felicity Banks who waltzed her way down to the ring and over to commentary with Brian Mason and Maddie Harthrone. This made not only Charlie look over towards Felicity but also Colton and Jaxon of Future Shock. Sadie cleared her throat and looked at both teams.


Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing the challengers to my right.. Weighing in at a combined weight of 418 pounds, they are the team of Colton Sterling and Jaxon Queen…FUTURE SHOCK!

The fans cheered for the tag team

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Now to my left.. She is the HKW Tag Team Champion… Charlie Samuel, Descent 2.0!!!

The fans cheered still a little wounded about the release of Ashley Sullivan. The referee raised the belts up before he handed the belts to a stagehand and motioned for the bell..

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HKW Tag Team Championship title match

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At the sound of the bell, Samuels was inside ready to handle business as Sterling and Queen were trying to decide on who was going to go first. Not having time for that, Samuels pulled Queen away from his corner and began to take it to him as she took him down and started to land strike after strike. The referee removing Samuels from Queen early on. Queen backed into his corner just taken away at the aggression that was just shown by Samuels who pointed towards the Tag Team Championships and smiled. Queen ran towards her and she moved out the way before jumping onto the ropes and connected with a springboard back elbow. Once back on her feet, she bounced off the ropes and went for a head scissor takedown which also connected before going to the second rope and letting out a yell which was received very well by the HKW Nation. Waiting for Queen to get up, he noticed where Samuels was and quickly moved back to his corner where he tagged in Sterling.

Jumping down, Samuels motioned for Sterling to come at her. The two locked up and Samuels worked herself around Sterling and from his back went for a backdrop suplex but Sterling began to elbow her in the head, forcing the release. Once free, Sterling went up and connected with dropkick but with Samuels jumping back up, he connected with two. On her third time spring back up, Sterling connected with a neckbreaker to complete his combo and went for the pin early on..

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T-KICKOUT!


Samuels kicked out easily as Sterling grabbed the head of Samuels trying to bring her back to her vertical. Not having that, Samuels began to fight back with a series of strikes to the gut before she caused that space she needed. Bouncing off the ropes, Samuels went for Sterling but ducked under her clothesline attempt and bounced off the ropes as well. Both competitors rushing at one another connected with a double crossbody which placed them in the middle of the ring.

Queen could be heard yelling towards Sterling to get back up as Samuels held her stomach area. With Samuels working her way back into her corner, she pulled herself up using the ropes as Sterling was getting up to one knee. Running towards him, she connected with a knee to his head and quickly went for the cover herself..

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Tw-KICKOUT!!


Sterling powering out at one in a half. Samuels nodded her head as she went for the second rope again and motioned for Sterling to get back to his feet. As he did, Samuels went for a double drop kick attempt but Sterling moved out the way causing her to crash and burn. Using this as his chance, Sterling went to the top rope. Looking down at the lone Samuels getting back up, obvious hurt after connecting with nothing. Sterling leaped off the ropes and connected with a flying clothesline. Standing back to his feet, he pointed towards the crowd who cheered for him. Walking over to her, Sterling picked her up and walked with her into his corner where he tagged in his partner. With Queen now back in tha match, the duo connected with their patented signature known as Shocked. Knowing that wasn’t going to be enough to keep Samuels down, he whipped her into the corner where he began to connect with a series of European uppercuts. Working her to the top turnbuckle. Queen started to go up the ropes pointing towards the fans as he was about to attempt a superplex. Samuels out of nowhere began to fight back. Trading blow for blow, fighting to stay in this match. She connected with a headbutt which caused Queen to fall on his back. Working herself to the top rope, she moved the hair out of her face as she leaped from the top rope and connected with a frog splash.

Not even a couple of inches away from Queen, Samuels was holding her stomach area again as she drug herself backwards and hooked the leg


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Thr-KICKOUT!!!

Queen powering out at two in a half. Samuels looked at the referee holding up three fingers but he held up two. Starting to pound the mat. Samuels stood to her feet and picked up the wounded Queen. She began to deliver a series of strikes to him, moving him in the corner where she stepped to the second rope and started to pound away on the head of Queen but at a quicker count

“1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9-”

Before she could get to strike number ten. Queen pushed Samuels off of him and the ropes. Upon her coming back, Queen connected with a huge clothesline planting Samuels and himself back onto the ring mat. Sterling holding on to the ropes with his hand out, started to call out to Queen who was shaking off those quick punches. Everyone at commentary especially Felicity Banks on the edge of her seat. Samuels using the ring ropes to slowly pick herself up as Queen lunges to make the tag. Once inside the ring, Samuels rushed from the ropes and tries to hit Sterling but he ducks under and comes back and connects with clothesline. Getting back up for a second time, Sterling connects with another. Samuels down for the count, slowly starts to stir as Sterling goes to pick her up. Whipping her to the ropes, Sterling ducked under expecting her to come back. Samuels didn't and when Sterling saw this, we ran towards her and using the ropes as her ally, he flew over them right in front of the announcers table. Queen trying to see where his partners head was wasn’t expecting Samuels to deliver an elbow to him causing him to fall off the ring apron.

Taking a much needed breather. Samuels watched as the two were getting back up. Going to the top rope, without thinking, she jumped and connected with a double outside crossbody onto Sterling and Queen. The referee looking outside to see if everyone was at least moving started his count!

1.....2......3!

Sterling started to make his way back to his vertical as Samuels was using the announcement table to get back to her feet.

4......5.......6......7!

By this time, Sterling was on his feet and took Samuels by her attire and rolled her back into the ring. Knowing that it had to be either pinfall or submission. Once back inside the ring. Sterling started to clap his hands signaling for his finisher. As Samuels was getting on her knees, he went for it but didn’t connect with the Shining Wizard. Instead, Samuels moved out the way and went for a roll up on Sterling

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Thre-KICKOUT!!

As close as Samuels was that time. She shook her head, trying to figure out what she had to do in order to walk out of Defiance STILL HKW Tag Team Champions. Sterling starting to ask the same question went over to Samuels and started to pick her up BUT out of nowhere she took a page out of his current girlfriend and former Descent member - Ashley Sullivan’s - play book and connected with her patented “Into Dust” but once she did, she laid there trying to gain her bearing as the HKW Nation was into this match


“This is Awesome! This is Awesome! This is Awesome!”

Sterling looking up at the ceiling rolled over onto his stomach and began to crawl towards Queen who was ready and willing. Samuels still getting herself together worked herself up but not in time before Sterling was able to tag in Queen who jumped into the ring and began to take it to Samuels. Causing the referee to break Queen and Samuels up. Talking to the referee, Queen moved past him and picked Samuels up and with a suplex before applying a boston crab to her. Screaming out in pain, Samuels began to try and bring herself to the bottom rope but seeing this.. Queen pulled her back in the middle of the ring and got the boston crap in good.

Just as the referee was asking Samuels did she want to submit. He was pulled out the ring by Felicity who hit him hard in the head with one of the HKW Tag Team Championship titles. She slid into the ring and caught Queen slipping with a patented Bankshot before pulling Samuels out the ring and grabbed both the HKW Tag Team Championship titles just looking at Colton. Not knowing what to make of the match. He went over to his partner who was laid out in a sense. There was a loud pop as from the crowd Kayla Callahan emerged and slid under the ring. Turning Sterling around, she connected with her own Bank Shot and just looked down at Sterling. Shaking her head in disgust before shooting a look towards Felicity and Samuels who weren’t expecting that.


Winner: No Contest (22:10)

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With the fans still at a stir from the events of the last match. The fans began to cheer as “Stay Ready” by Jhene Aiko begins to play through the arena. Coming out from behind the curtains was Anya Hunter who was a little frustered as she made her way down to the ring


Sandee Sanderson McLean: Ladies and Gentlemen at this time,Please welcome The Director of Operations - Anya Hunter!!

Walking up the steel steps, she worked herself into the ring and walked over to a corner where a stagehand handed her a microphone. Smiling like she always does, she looked around at the HKW Nation before tapping the microphone

Anya Hunter: What a night huh HKW fans? I didn't expect it to be this crazy. Nonetheless, the reason I am out here is to address something regarding Breaking Point!

The HKW fans began to cheer at the mention of Breaking Point knews even going as far to chant

“Breaking Point, Breaking Point, Breaking Point”

Anya Hunter: Yes, that is the name of Hard Knox Wrestling’s BIG event! Now for those who are tuning in at this point, time and moment.. shame on you. You’ve literally missed one hell of a showing from the talent that HKW has to offer. Earlier tonight, management along with myself decided that since the Tag Team division has been on fire due to teams like Primitive Unrated..

The fans cheered at the mention as Anya moved the microphone away from her lips allowing the fans to have their moment.

Anya Hunter: Teams like the reigning HKW Tag Team Champions - Descent and Future Shock..

Anya smiled as the fans were torn between the two as one half of the arena chanted Descent 2.0 while the other half chanted for Future Shock.

Anya Hunter: Let’s not forget those wild girls London and Veronica who make up TDS and the stoners 420 B.C!

There was a mix reaction due to the placement of the two teams being mentioned in the same sentence

Anya Hunter: Thinking it would be a great idea to have the tag teams compete in pre-contendership tag team matches. Of course, the first two teams to compete were supposed to be Primitive Unrated and 420 B.C. though.. that didn’t go as plans as you all know. The Diirtyy South girls along with the Super Saiyan’s had their own reasoning's for coming out. Nonetheless, as I said earlier on. After a lot of consideration and going back and forth. Management and I decided the best way to handle this. So at Breaking Point, it will be.. Primitive Unrated versus The Diirtyy South girls as well as The Super Saiyans AND 420 B.C. because hell, let's be for real, it wouldn't be a party with out them.. in a LADDER match for the right to be named number one contenders for the HKW Tag Team Championships.

The fans cheered

Anya Hunter: Speaking of the HKW Tag Team Championships! Seeing both Kayla and Felicity decided to get involved with the championship title match. I feel like it's unfair just to move on from this point SO... it'll be Mark Tango along with Hunter Wreth versus The Reaper Hellhounds - Leifi Maivia and Chopz versus Future Shock...

The HKW Nation began to cheer at the mentioning for the match

Anya Hunter: ....against the defending champions, yes I said champions. Charlie Samuel and... FELICITY BANKS!!! In a fatal four way for the HKW Tag Team Championships!!!!

The arena became filled with chants of the respected teams as Anya smiled

Anya Hunter: I’m not done there HKW Nation! Usually this is something Cindy takes pride in doing but.. I might as well right? Already on the Breaking Point Card was a challenge I made official. The Shadows which consist of Michael Myers and Demento along with their deranged leader - Darwin Ridley, would be taking on YOUR resident Rebel, Gwen Massey along with two others who were willing to participate with her. Well, looks like she found a likely pair. At Breaking Point, it will be The Shadows versus Gwen Massey and The Diamond Twins in a Loser Leaves HKW Tag Team Match!

The fans got excited about that one as Anya motioned for them to lower it a tad bit

Anya Hunter: Okay Okay.. one more? One more!

Anya began to pace back and forth in the ring briefly

Anya Hunter: I’m usually the reserved one who does her job as instructed. Though, when I take to social media and see certain superstars trying to pump up their own egos and trying to make themselves seem like they are the best thing since sliced bread. It does make me feel some type of way. One star in particular.. is one who doesn't believe he should be in Hard Knox. Like being in HKW bad.. is it bad HKW Nation??

The HKW fans responded with chants of “No!” repeatedly

Anya Hunter: Thought so. Brad Kane, I’m more out here for you than anyone else on the roster within reason. I am out here to announce that SINCE you want a match at Breaking Point, I gotcha! Mr. Kane you will now be partaking in a series of matches of which can be considered trials if you will. Starting at Breaking Point of course, the first match on what will be known as the “Brad Kane Trials Series” will be up against a student of yours. A top student in a sense.. Craig Jacobs! Oh.. and good luck.. old man.

Anya said as “Stay Ready” began to play through the speakers and she lowered the microphone before exiting the ring..

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Casually but methodically pacing down the hallway, the camera shows number one contender to the HKW Heavyweight Championship, Scandalous Tony. He seems to be frustrated as he strolls along with his head down seemingly pondering. Tony looks over to his left, thinking he saw a shadow but shrugs it off.

Scandalous Tony: Heh...wouldn’t be the first time.

Alluding to PDW’s Urban Warfare, he keeps walking as he hears a small rustle, large enough to disturb a silence with notice. Tony starts to shake his head as the hallway seems to get dimmer and dimmer.

Scandalous Tony: Bring it on Hex. I swear to God I’ll kill you.

???: You should really focus on one thing.. instead of trying to be all over the place..

The voice wasn’t male or females but in a sense, a distortion of both. The lights began to dim more and more as they shut off one by one until it was a dim spotlight on Tony. Sunshine gets a bit nervous but impatient all at once.

Scandalous Tony: Honestly, I have shit to do tonight. Do what you gonna do or fuck off.

???: Aw, but you see… this is what I want. I want you to feel what it’s like to know that there is nowhere to run, there is no one you can call.. and there is nothing you could do or say that’ll change the situation. The shadows don’t lie, plus.. you cannot tell me you aren’t a bit interested in what I have to say..

Scandalous Tony: I am not. You’re already generic and cliche to me. Not to mention I don’t respect people who hide in the shadows. Confront me face to face or don’t come at me at all. Bitch made.

Tony starts to turn around a go back the way he came.

Scandalous Tony: All that incognito shit you’re trying to do? Ok. But just don’t let me find out, and I’ll leave it at that.

A hand reaches out from the shadows behind him and turns him around quickly. Not hesitating, the figure was wearing all black with a mask on and started to chuckle before super kicking Tony and looking down at him

???: Generic maybe, but a cliche I am not. I am the one person around here who REALLY knows how to get what they want. Unlike your ass who rather make claims.. Consider that our face to face meeting..

The person walked back into the shadows with their middle finger lifted, laughing before it totally went silent. The scene fades to black as Tony stirs around on the ground with his hand on his chin, pissed off.

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Still rocking her “It’s good to be me” sweatshirt is the PDW VP of Talent Relations, Felicity Banks. In her hand she holds one half of the HKW tag team championships as she makes her way toward the parking lot, moving forward to her car. She pulls out her keys and automatically unlocks the door as heel clicking from behind Felicity are heard heading her way. She turns around, and once she sees who it is, she smiles widely.

Felicity Banks: Stalking me now?

Felicity playfully laughs as the camera shows Selena King standing in front of Felicity with a confused glare on her features.

Selena King: What… What was that? You didn’t even mention anything like this?

It was clear to see that even Selena was surprised by Felicity’s actions as Felicity draped the tag title around her shoulder and leaned back on her Lexus.

Felicity Banks: You really think I was going to stand back and watch someone lose what belongs to me? Nah, Selena. At first, I thought I wouldn’t be able to compete in HKW because of my ranking in PDW, but since HKW’s breaking apart from PDW and becoming it’s own entity, that means…

She pops to her feet and slyly grins.

Felicity Banks: I can wrestle here again! And since my brother owns this joint, it really wasn’t hard for me to get a contract, so here I am… Tag team champion once again…

She bites down her lip, thinking about her partner.

Felicity Banks: And I feel terrible for what I did to Charlie. She didn’t deserve that. All she was trying to do was help, and I let my emotions get the best of me.

Now understanding, Selena still seems worried as she walks closer toward Felicity.

Selena King: What about Brad Kane?

Felicity squints her eyes and makes a ‘pft’ noise.

Felicity Banks: What about Brad Kane. He wants to try and put his hands on me in PDW where I’m his BOSS? Nah, Selena. I don’t roll like that. He doesn’t have to try to be slick anymore. I’m in HKW now, and if he wants a piece of me… He knows who the owner is.

Felicity shoots a wink to Selena before giving her tap on the booty then motioning for her to call her as she enters her car leaving Selena with a smirk on her face.


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Tag Team Championship Four Corners Tag Match
R.I.P [Leifi Maivia and Chopz] vs. Hunter Werth and ??? vs. FutureShock vs. Charlie Samuels and Felicity Banks (c)

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The scene opens up outside of the the Hard Knox training facility where we see Perello leaning his back against the building, taking a long drag of his cigarette as he looks over at Onyx. It was obvious that there was something on his mind and it seemed as though he was trying to figure out how to vocalize himself as his mouth came agape a few times but quickly closed as he scratched the back of his head.

Letting out a low growl, he takes another puff of his cigarette before looking back over at Onyx. She returned his gaze with a smile, one in which he couldn’t help but smile back to.


Onyx: You ready?

The question alone caused Joey’s face to distort as he shook his head. What he was about to tell her, or ask of her, wasn’t going to be easy. Running a hand through his hair, he begins to walk up to her and just the look on his face caused Onyx to look worried.

Onyx: Is something wrong?

Taking a deep breath, that becomes visible through the cold night air as he exhales, Joey looks into Onyx’s eyes, taking a moment to collect his thoughts.

Joey Perello: There’s something we need to talk about, Onyx. And it involves Breaking Point.

Joey exhales the last puff of his cigarette before flicking it away grabbing a hold of Onyx’s shoulders with his hands before he went to speak.

Joey Perello: You know that I want you at ringside during my every match, right?

He waits for an answer as Onyx gives him a nod.

Joey Perello: Good. Then I hope you can understand that I would rather you not be at ringside at Breaking Point during the stretcher match between Theodore and I.

Onyx just stared at him for a moment, studying his facial features to see if he was deceiving her but when she saw none, that is when the realization sunk in.

Looking away from him, she did her her best to swallow down her emotions. There were so many thoughts going through her mind but she knew he had a reason for not wanting her there but she made a promise.

Onyx: When, you asked me to be your manager. You said that all I had to do was be there for you.

Looking back into his eyes, she took a deep breathe.

Onyx: That was the promise I made to you, and it isn’t a promise that I want to break, Joey.

Perello breathed out a sigh and shook his head with a smile on his face. He vividly remembered what he told Onyx, but this match with Tank? It was different to Joey.

Joey Perello: I understand that, gorgeous. You’re my manager.. second. But my girlfriend first. This thing with Theodore and I? It has to end. One way or another, it has to end at Breaking Point. I don’t want there to be no excuses. I don’t want there to be no foul play.

Joey sits down, looking Onyx straight in her eyes with nothing but sincerity in his gaze.

Joey Perello: But most of all, I don’t want anything to happen to you. You will still be there for me, as you always are after the match… But for that one night… I need you to stay behind.

Thinking it over, she knew where he was coming from for the most part and knew that it was better to put her feelings to the side and put Joey’s first. Nodding her head in understanding, Onyx takes a seat next to Joey on the bench he was currently occupying.

Onyx: I.. I can do that for you as long as you do two things for me. One, you remember that even though I won’t be there for you physically, I will still be there with you spiritually until after the match. And two, you come back to me in one piece.

Leaning her head on his shoulder, she lets out a sigh before looking up at him.

Onyx: That is all that I ask.

Perello doesn’t look over at Onyx, looking out in front of himself and leaning his head on Onyx’s.

Joey Perello: ... May lose a thumb, but that’s where you come in. You could be there for me when I’m in surgery getting it sewn back on.

Perello laughs, not knowing how Onyx would react to his attempted joke, but as soon as she began to laugh along with him; he seemed relieved. Now that that was over, it was time to get down to business. As the two get up and head back inside the building, the scene fades to black.

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As the night rolled along, the camera cut backstage where Brandon Banks is seen along with his director of Operation, Anya Hunter. Banks seems to be shaking his head, almost as if he was shocked to be at the facility.

Brandon Banks: You don’t even get it, Anya. When I left...I was leaving for awhile, and now motherfuckers have given me a reason to come back waaaay before I was ready to.

He shrugs his shoulders.

Brandon Banks: I’ma still let you Risky, Cyn, and Zero handle this HKW shit.. But PDW?

Just as Banks goes to say another word, Anya and Brandon stop their step noticing Tank standing right in front of them.

Tank:
Brandon... Tank needs to talk. That cool?

Standing there it’s clear to see Tank has something on his mind. Tank stands with his arms folded trying not to come across intimidating but probably gives off that signal. Brandon looks over at Anya, shrugging his shoulders.

Brandon Banks: Of course it’s cool, Tank. I don’t come to these shows often anymore, but shit. We got Breaking Point comin’ up, and it’s about time I showed my face.

Studying Tanks body language, Banks senses that Tank has something on his mind and looks over at Anya, awaiting for someone to break the silence.

Anya Hunter: Well, I mean.. it wasn’t like what Banks and I were talking about was of vital importance or even in regards to you Tank. So by all means, let us know what’s on your chest, please?

Hunter said as she crossed her arms and tilted her head to the side slightly. Tank looked at Anya and Brandon and unfolded his arms.

Tank: Sorry that Tank interrupted but Tank just needed to make sure Brandon was serious the other day. Tank needs to know if Tank has to prepare to face the Hellhounds and when.

Looking at them both now Tank was awaiting for one of them to reply hoping he had not been to disrespectful. Anya looks over to Banks and scratches her head

Anya Hunter: Well, I must’ve missed something. Brandon, care to elaborate for the both of us?

She asked as she moved to his side and playfully nudged him a bit.


Brandon Banks: Think Tank’s talking about that idea I had that if he beat the Reapers Hellhounds, he’d get a HKW Championship opportunity.. Right?


Tank: Yeah that’s exactly what Tank was on about Mr Banks. See Tank knows it’s going to be a challenge but it’s a challenge Tank’s willing to accept if Brandon was serious.

#TankSmirk

Glancing at Anya, he wraps his arm around her shoulder as the two turn their backs to Tank and begin whispering to one another. A couple of yes, no, and maybe’s are overhead before the duo turn back around and look at Tank.

Brandon Banks: You know what, fuck it. HKW is the land of opportunity. Annie, Perello, Tony, Mentez.. They got their opportunities and it’s time you get yours. Shit, why the hell not. Lets book a match for Defiance XIV right now. Tank versus the Reapers Hellhounds, and if you win that match Tank… You’ll compete against the HKW champion at the end of the night in the main event.

Anya nodded her head and then shrugged her shoulders

Anya Hunter: Would be nice to see someone facing the champion other than what Hard Knox has been seeing. Do that and you’ll break the cycle Tank. Lots of pressure but the pay off will be worth it.

#TankGrin

Tank: Tank is thankful of the opportunity even if the odds are against Tank. Yet since day one here in HKW the odds have been against Tank so it’s no biggie. Thanks Brandon and Anya, sorry to interrupt. Tank better get out of here. There’s some food on that catering table over there calling Tank’s name.

Tank waves to Banks and Anya and head the other direction as Banks and Anya shake their heads.


Brandon Banks: Well... At least he takes his career seriously now.

Anya Hunter: Anyone would if you were given a shot at the HKW Heavyweight Championship title. It’ll be a big night, Defiance IV will be. Imagine, Tank as HKW Champion?

She said as she shrugged her shoulders again and sighed as the two walked away from the picture.

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Moments before leaving the training facility, Brandon Banks is seen standing outside the office of Cindy Parker and Zero McHannon. Instead of knocking, he walks right in and sees… Emptiness.

He can easily tell whose desk belonged to who, noticing the mess one on side of the office and the neat work area in the other. Walking toward the neater desk, Banks sees Cindy’s purse sitting on her chair, figuring she’d be back soon. He takes a look around her desk and sees the Miami Dolphins pen sitting atop the contract of one Eddie Ramirez, but what catches his eye… Were pictures.

First.. Nolan’s fifth birthday part. Brandon expected that.

Next… Cordelia Stevenson. Cindy’s best friend.

Brandon Banks: Eh, don’t even hate her anymore.

But behind those two was another picture, barely visible unless you were sitting behind the desk. Banks takes a few steps sideways and sees the photo of him and Cindy on their honeymoon in Greece, the pair looking much happier than they do these days.

Cindy Parker: Brandon?

Brandon looks up and sees Cindy standing at the office door, staring at him with her arms crossed.

Cindy Parker: Don’t be snooping around my desk.

Brandon was still shocked to see the picture of he and Cindy on her desk as he struggled to say a word, quickly moving around the desk.

Cindy Parker: .. Are you on shrooms or something?

Standing almost a foot away from Cindy, Banks gazes into her eyes as she shines off the bright smile of hers.

Brandon Banks: Uh... Yeah. Forgot what I wanted to talk to you about. I’ll call you though.

Immediately, Brandon ran out of the office door as Cindy looked on with a smirk on her face. She walked over toward her desk and saw the picture of her and Brandon moved to the front of her desk.

Cindy Parker: Oh boy.

She bit down on her lip and looked toward the door, keeping a smile on her face as Defiance faded to commercial.

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HKW Championship Lumberjack Match
Jason Mentez vs. Sunshine Tony vs. Emilio Vialpando (c)

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The scene opens inside of the arena of the Hard Knox Facility. The jam-packed audience is ranting and raving at the action already witnessed tonight. Fans are cheering "HKW" as they await what's to come next. Suddenly, the lights come to a dim and the flashes of pink, orange and purple lights automatically trigger boos from the crowd as they assumed who will follow. The music is however, unfamiliar, creating an element of mystery that tones the booing down. "YRH" by Migos and Rich Homie Quan blast through the PA System.

Chasing the cheese macaroni
Keep the pocket rocket on me
Hell naw we don't fuck with no phonies
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies
Young rich homies, young rich homies
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies
Young rich homies, young rich homies
You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies


Out of the curtains, emerge exactly as the song suggests. The #RicHomiez complete with HKW Chief Official and Ignite Correspondent, Randy the Pilot who comes out first in full flight gear as always. Behind him comes out Bank$quiat and "Scandalous" Sunshine Tony Carmine accompanied by three thick black women.

Brian Mason: And here come the Rich Homiez. Maddison these two haven't been seen together much recently. Both seem to have their own thing going on heading into Breaking Point, Sunshine Tony especially. He'll be involved in the main event triple threat for the Heavyweight title along with Jason Mentez and Emilio Vialpando, the champ.

Maddison Harthorne: I just don't get this picture. A prissy, pink fur wearing Italian pimp and a rugged looking kid from the ghetto lead by a fat pilot.

Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent
We ain't even sign no deal yet , me & Migos we mobbin
Im like all my niggas violent, all my niggas violent
No Master P but we bout it
Say all my niggas violent


The party of six make their way to the ring, everyone looking mildly content except for Tony who storms ahead of the group, still rubbing his jaw from receiving that mysterious superkick. Scandalous grabs a mic from a technician at ringside after pacing down the ramp. The camera pans to some fans rocking out to the music as others cheer on Bank$quiat and Randy.

Scandalous Tony: You like the new theme?

Tony speaks over the music. Suddenly he makes a cutthroat motion with his hands.

Scandalous Tony: I don't give a fuck. Cut the music. Bitches get the fuck in the ring.

He shoves one of the women ahead and the other two followed as all three rushed up the steel steps. The lovely ladies keep smiles on their face as they sit on the middle rope as if to help Tony. He smirks and ends up sliding under the bottom of it anyways out of spite. Both Bank$ and Randy take advantage of the service as they step into the ring. Tony doesn't wait for his cohorts as he starts spewing.

Scandalous Tony: Let's get some shit straight because the Scandalous one doesn't have all night for folly.

The crowd boos as a small "Fuck Tony" chant breaks out. The audience only makes Sunshine shake his head and laugh.

Scandalous Tony: There it is right there. I love it when you say "Fuck Tony", but I can't just snatch Maddison Harthorne from her seat and give her some Hard Scandy now can I? I love it when you say "Fuck Tony" because it means that you give a damn enough to react to me...which is more than we can say for about 85 percent of this roster. Seems the formula to get noticed is to sell your soul off to R.I.P...

Suddenly the arena erupts in boos at the mention of the hated faction that's been terrorizing Hard Knox Wrestling for months.

Scandalous Tony: These fucking idiots in the back think that either selling their soul to the Reapers in Piss or getting on Twitter and "taking a stand" against them are the only ways to get noticed around here.

Tony adjusts his shades as he continues to smack his gums, rubbing the soreness off a bit more before continuing to speak.

Scandalous Tony: If that isn't bad enough, the owners of this place. And YES I said OWNERS because I don't give a fuck what he says, Brandon Banks is just a part of the problem as Lyle Risky. Risky may have ushered RIP in, but good ol BB wasn't oblivious and has been a bystander ever since. It just is what it is. Own up to it.

The fans jeer at the ridiculous accusation.

Maddison Harthorne: Does he actually believe most of what he says?

Brian Mason: I believe s---

Scandalous Tony: You think I don't hear you over there, bitch? You two are commentators, yes but when Sunshine fucking Tony is in the ring with the mic, you LISTEN. Consider it a short break from a hard night's work.

The crowd continues to jeer as Scandalous rolls his eyes. As he speaks he begins to walk towards the turnbuckle and climb to the middle.

Scandalous Tony: Is this a sitcom to you people? You boo and cheer on cue after every sentence like you're paid to do so. No no no. Understand this. Love me or hate me, the money YOU paid to see ME is reflected in my weekly earnings. That number's consistent whether I win or lose. Whether I put on a dazzling performance or I drop a deuce in this ring. Whether you cheer me on or bet on my failures. Somethings in life always remain consistent even with all of the changes HKW experiences. My sexiness. My talent. My hos. My money. My future. People like Annie Zellor, Tank and especially the champ himself Emilio like to take pride in the blood, sweat, and tears that they shed in this ring. They love to tell you that everything they do is to please you because they want you to be able to say you stood by them at the beginning of their careers. Some of the bitches in the back actually convince you all to invest in them with their show stealing antics. It's fun and it feels right I understand. You're programmed. Well so am I. Difference is, I'm programmed to go against everything that's been indoctrinated into you all your lives. This not only applies to you people but to those of you in the back as well. Fucking sheep. How does it feel to know that none of you will ever lead anything in your lives? None of you will know what it's like to do something first. To pioneer. Anything you accomplish will be eventually overshadowed by someone who did it better, so what's your purpose for being so goddamn noble? Restraining your freedoms just to live within a societal norm designed to make every single one of you run of the mill. Sweetness ya'll in for some depressing days, but it won't ruin my happiness.

The booing ensues as Tony, by now, has leaned up against another turnbuckle, looking more casual than he did when he first entered.

Scandalous Tony: Not an organized and Twitter-conjured Bank Shot by a masked assailant. Not random attacks from former bullied and troubled youths banding together for attention. Not prissy little happy go-lucky bitches who are trying to make their way to the big leagues. Not former gangbangers who are trying to *he air quotes* make something better of themselves. None of these cliches you people blindly eat up every week can or will ruin what Sunshine Scandalous is here for.

He walks up to the women and grabs one of their asses slowly before slapping it causing the girl to giggle.

Scandalous Tony: And that's just to look productive. So if I just so happen to get to the top putting in the least amount of dedication possible, oh fucking well. That's just the way the cookies crumble baby. See you all at Breaking Point.

Tony drops the microphone and motions to everyone else in the ring to leave as the crowd is mixed with jeers from his speech and cheers from him leaving. Randy The Pilot follows the ladies who once again pull the rope down for the men. Randy and Tony leave the ring but Bank$quiat stops, turns around and grabs the microphone. He pauses as the fans cheer him on, knowing exactly what comes next. Together, they try to cue Bank$'s words.

Bank$quiat: Mhmm...lil bitch!

As $quiat drops the mic back down, the new #RicHomiez theme hits the PA system as the fans scream on. The sour taste they had in their mouths from Tony's words were sweetened by Bank$'s attempt at lighting the mood. The scene fades as he catches up to the party on stage.

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Match 4/5 - Table 2 Fall Match
Aria Soliel vs Xavier Asher Daniels (Aria leads 2-1)


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Sandee Sanderson McLean: The following match is a 8 versus 1 tag team gauntlet!

“Down” by Stone Temple Pilots hammers through the arena as Cain Morgan steps onto the ramp. He adjusts his gloves one last time then makes his way down to the ring, ignoring the fans almost entirely. He slides into the ring and immediately heads to his corner, where he methodically removes his sunglasses, jacket, tie, and shirt, placing them painstakingly neatly in the corner before doing some last minute stretching before bell time.


Sandee Sanderson McLean: Now coming to the ring, weighing in tonight at 223 pounds, The Man In Black, Cain Morgan!

"Final Prayer" by Hatebreed plays over the sound system, with a few shots of pyro flying into the air. Tank comes out onto the top of the entrance ramp, holding a subway sandwich in one hand and bottle of water in the other hand, wearing nothing but his singlet and ring boots.

#TankSmirk

"Destruction - in its purest form
No limit to the vicious damage done
Corruption - injustice with no remorse
Heinous disregard, our future's uncertain"


Tank methodically walks down the entrance ramp, taking three bites out of his foot-long before it's gone. He then takes a drink from the bottle of water before pounding it down, and then yelps out a battle cry.

#TANKSMASH!

"But as life comes from the earth
It must return to the ash
Cleanse ourselves of those vile traits
And crawl back from annihilation
Worthless
We shatter lives
Ruthless
We decimate the earth"


He snaps out of his zone, and becomes focused on the task at hand, slamming down at the ring steps before walking up them. He walks midway across and looks at the crowd, pounding his chest over and over again.

"Final prayer
Final Prayer for the human race, we know our time is running out
Millions of people will suffer and die; by the hands of those in power
Final prayer
Final prayer for the human race
You must bow to your knees and repent for the human race"


He then gets into the ring and stares the referee down into the corner.

"Awakened
To the blood stained face
For a world that can not be changed
Forever reminded
Of a nightmare that is every passing day"


Tank then stretches out as he prepares for the match.

Sandee Sanderson McLean: On his way to the ring, standing at 5'11” and weighing in at 300lbs... TANK.

The crushingly rhythmic intro to "Midlife Crisis" hits and the crowd pops as the lights begin to strobe in tune with the music. When the verse hits, Mark Tango bursts onto the stage, throwing his hands in the air to draw another chorus of cheers before bolting down toward the ring, slapping hands with as many fans as he possibly can. He's particularly enthusiastic toward anyone wearing a piece of Mark Tango or #FIGHTERDUDESWITHBALLS merch, going so far as to go into the crowd to hug and take photographs with them. He circles the ringside area, handing out high fives before finally sliding in, doing a quick lucha roll before nipping up to his feet, again throwing his hands up in the air before heading over to the ropes to give a final salute to the crowd before heading to his corner, where he bounces on the balls of his feet excitedly, ready to get the match-up started.

Sandee Sanderson McLean: And now introducing, Mark Tango!

[Brian Mason Entrance]

Sandee Sanderson McLean: On his way to the ring, Brain Mason!

"Secret Weapon" by MxPX begins playing over the loudspeaker. Hunter Werth makes his way out from behind the curtain doing a little strut as he comes out. He stops for a second putting his hand to his ear, waiting for the [cheers/boos/general disinterest] of the crowd. He then starts walking down the ramp slapping hands with the fans beside the ring that offer them.

You are your own secret weapon.
It's all up to you, to come out swingin'.
It's all up to you!


Hunter walks up the ring steps and swings around to the opposite side of the post. He grabs the top rope and propels himself over the top rope. When he lands in the middle of the ring, he hops up again using the ring to propel himself up a big doing a 360. He then cracks his neck and goes to his corner waiting for his tag team partners.

Sandee Sanderson McLean: Now coming to the ring, weighing in tonight at 180 pounds, Hunter Werth!!

Let's get it on
From City to City
The Future looks bright
But it ain't lookin' pretty (C'mon!)


The intro to Powerman 5000's "Riot Time" filled the building as Jinzai ran out onto the stage, fired up and ready to compete. He places a hand on his hoodie and looks around at the crowd, before flipping it back, revealing a confident smirk on his face.


Now here comes the problem
Here comes the joke
The more that you breathe
And the more that you choke (C'mon!)

The choices are many
Will add up to none
The feeling's severe
And the rest just run (C'mon!)


Wasting no time, he sprints down to the ring and dives through the bottom and middle ropes, immediately running to the nearest top rope and posing for the crowd. He smiles as he begins singing the chorus of his entrance music along with the crowd.

What's mine is mine
What's yours is mine
You must understand
That this ain't a crime
No turning back
When you cross the line
People c'mon
IT'S RIOT TIME!


He hopped down off of the top rope and tosses his hodded vest out of the ring, before he began bouncing off of the ropes, getting ready for the match.

Sandee Sanderson McLean: Making his way to the ring, From New York City, weighing in at 194 Pounds, JINZAI!!!

"There's no holding me back / I'm not driven by fear / I'm just driven by anger"

"Whatever" by Our Lady Peace hits and Kai slowly walks out on stage and slowly looks around at the crowd as they begin cheering, before he quickly starts walking down the isle to the ring. He walks up the steel steps and enters the ring, then crosses his arms as he awaits his opponent.

Sandee Sanderson McLean: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 200 Pounds, KAI!!!

Bout That Life hits the PA System as the lights in the arena begin to flash red, white and green.

It's so hard for me to sit back here, in this studio
Looking at a guy out here hollering my name
When last year I spent more money on spilt liquor
In bars from one side of this world to the other, than you made
You're talking to the Rolex wearing, diamond ring wearing, kiss stealing (WOO!)
Wheeling dealing, Limousine riding, Jet Flying, son of a gun!


As the base drops fireworks erupt from the stage as Emilio looks up to the crowd with a cocky like smirk. He nods and begins to make his way down the ramp slapping his chest and yelling out to the crowd.

"LAX MUFUCKA! LAX!"

These pussy ass niggas
Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) x8


He chuckles a little and stops in the middle of the ramp staring at the ring.

Niggas wanna act loco? Who you with? numerous shots from the fo fo
Young nigga in the low low
Jumpin' out the thing with a little bad bitch like YOLO


He nods and sprints towards the ring. As he slides in the ring he quickly pops up and sprints over to the nearest turnbuckle As he climbs to the second turnbuckle he again slaps his chest and points out to the crowd.

44 on my hip line, this time ain't no joke
In the hood where there ain't no hope
Now everybody ridin' dirty like there ain't no soap
Everybody get to rappin' when there ain't no coke.


He nods as he seems very confident in himself. He then points to the sky and crosses his heart before stepping down to the mat. He then awaits for his opponent.

Sandee Sanderson McLean: Weighing at 195 lbs., standing 6 feet tall...All the way from Los Angeles, CA! EMILIO VIALPONDO!!!!!!

LET GO!

The lights in the arena go completely out as "This time it's different" by Evan's Blue hits the PA System. As the bass kicks in the stobelights in the arena begin to flicker just a bit as the crowd looks around within the audience to find where Joey Perello and Onyx will be making their entrance from.

I'm burning it. I'm filling up, see!
Forever plagued with this fire inside me.


The camera then pans towards the crowd as Joey Perello is seen making his way through the audience with Onyx not far behin with a hand on his shoulder as his cold blue eyes are locked on the ring, his eyes scanning the crowd.

Destroy. My pain. Then capture life again.
Destroy. My shame. Can't live my life this way.

LET GO!


Perello hops over the barricade and glances at the ring, staring a hole through at the referee before turning his head and he extends a hand to Onyx, helping her over the barricade before he slides into the ring and gets to his feet. He walks to the center of the ring and raises one of his arms in the air with his fist clenched and waits for the match to begin as Onyx makes her self at home on the outside.

Sandee Sanderson McLean: Introducing... Representing the Reapers in Pride... and being accompanied by Onyx... JOEYYY PERELLOOOOO!!!!

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Joey Perello is on one side of the ring, while the other team is talking amongst themselves, trying to figure out who is going to start the match. We see some people shaking their head while the others are nodding with agreement and it looks like Mark Tango will be starting the match up.

Ding! Ding Ding!

Perello and Tango lock up in the middle of the ring, where Perello quickly puts him down with a backdrop. Tango tries to roll off to the corner, but Perello grabs him by the foot and forces him back to the middle of the ring. He does manage to pulls away from Perello, where he kicks his feet and rolls off to the side. He tries to grapple up, but it’s reversed and Tango is put right back down with a spike DDT. We already see teammates reaching out for the tag, but Perello puts himself in between Tango and his team.

Perello wipes Tango into the ropes and hits him with a picture perfect dropkick in the middle of the ring. He is on one knee, waiting for Tango to stand back up, and when he does, he is turned inside out with a grounded clothesline. He grabs tango by the legs again and goes to lock in a sharpshooter in the middle of the ring, no ropes around.

The sharpshooter is locked in and Tango looks like he is a pain of agony as he is throwing his arms around, looking for a way out of the hold. Perello doesn’t seem to let up, as he applies the hold in tighter and uses his arms to elevate himself off the mat.

Then a gruesome sound echoes through the arena as Tango’s leg snaps in half to the sharpshooter and he begins to bang the mat furiously in agony. The medical team rushes to Tango’s aid and get him out of the ring, while Perello is already standing up and taunting at the opponents on the other side of the rope to come get some more.

Eliminated: Mark Tango via submission.

Perello is resting his hands on his knees as the others are looking around to see who is going to be next after seeing Joey break Tango’s leg in the middle of the ring.

It’s Cain Morgan who is seen stepping through the ropes and sizing up Perello on the other end of the ring. They lock up and Cain throws Joey into the ropes, going for a clothesline, but Perello ducks underneath and hits Cain with a spinning heel kick. It hits with enough force to send Cain through the ropes, and Joey is climbing to the outside, following him around the ring. They lock up again, and Cain throws Joey’s head off the barrier, but Perello returns with a shot of his own, causing Cain to stumble over the steps on the outside.

Cain manages to get back to his feet as he slides back into the ring and sees Perello making his way into the contest on the other side. They run at each other, both missing, and both wiping themselves off the ropes. But Tank has tagged himself into the match without Perello noticing and puts him down with a shoulder block. Cain looks furious as he doesn’t return to his corner, but instead slides to the outside of the ring, looking over to Perello from the side and picking up a steel chair before hitting it against the barrier in. Tank and Perello are fighting it out inside the ring, trading blow after blow, until Perello is the next to strike with a t-bone suplex. Tank isn’t so quick to put down as he spears Perello, causing them both to go to the outside!

The begin to trade punches again, until Tank suplexes Perello into the padded barrier, almost landing on his head. Perello is seeing stars as Tank is lifting him back up, but he whips Tank into the announcers table, causing him to go flipping over.

“1… 2… 3….”[/b]

Both men are still relentless as Perello drives Tank’s head off the announcers table and throws him shoulder first into the steel steps. Perello is slowly walking towards Tank, where he tries to put him back into the ring, but Tank reverses with a double leg spinebuster.

”4….5…..6……”

The referee is counting as Tank and Perello refuse to let up on one another, throwing punch after punch. Perello is pulls one of the chairs over to the side, but Tank kicks him in the gut before he gets the chance to use it. He fires back with a shot of his own, putting Tank flat on his back with the boot to the face.


”7….8…..9…..”

Perello tries to get back into the ring, but Tank grabs him by the leg, making that impossible.

”10!!”

Perello pulls away from Tank, looking up at the referee as he gives the ten count. He looks angry as he starts walking around the ring, shaking his head, and throwing a glance over to Tank, who is making his way in the opposite direction. Perello is still holding the chair as he hits a surprise attack over Cain’s head, causing his to crumble against the barrier. Joey doesn’t let up as Cain looks completely knocked out, and the medical team rushes to his aid right after having to drag Tango to the back.

Joey throws the chair against the barrier as Tank has already left, and the team is attending to Cain, who is also now being carried to the back.

Eliminated: Joey Perello and Tank via double countout. Cain Morgan via injury.

The gauntlet is beginning to take its toll as Zakk Lewis is making his way to the ring, sliding in and looking over to the other team to see who they choose against him. They send in Brian Mason, who is looking at Zakk with a fire in his eyes, but Zakk only returns it with a grin. They lock up and Zakk sends Brain over his back with a snapmare, locking in a headlock after the move. Brain is slowly climbing back to his feet, pushing Zakk into the ropes, but misses the shoulder block. He turns around to a cutter by Zakk and he tries to lock in the headlock once again.

This time the headlock is grounded as Mason begins to crawl his way towards the ropes. He gets there halfway before seeing Zakk open up and hits him with a few elbows to the ribs to release the hold. With a kick to the gut, Mason suplexes Zakk across the ring and they are both quickly back to their feet.

Mason goes for a crossbody, but Zakk moves right out of the way…. and Z-Faced!!! Zakk throws himself forward for the pin, as the other team looks on with shock.


One!!!




Two!!!





Three!!!

Eliminated: Brian Mason via pinfall.

Mason rolls out of the ring as Zakk is quickly back to his feet and looking over to the corner for another opponent. Hunter Werth steps up to the challenge, pushing his way through the ropes and in front of the others. Zakk tries to attack Hunter, but he gets control of the situation and gets put down with a swinging neckbreaker. You can see that Zakk is starting to get a little tires as Hunter is fresh and walking around his opponent. They are both back up, grappling, and Zakk dive sunder Hunter’s move, giving him a hard elbow to the back.

Hunter and Zakk lock back up, and Hunter goes for the belly to belly suplex, but Zakk lands on his feet and goes for another Z-Faced! This time it misses and Hunter has managed to get space between him and Zakk. Zakk tires to strike again, but Hunter has lifter Zakk up and executed the Hunted Down!!! Zakk looks nearly knocked out as Hunter climbs forward and hooks a leg with a bit of surprise on his face.


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Eliminated: Zakk Lewis via pinfall.

The action doesn’t seem to slow down as DC makes his way down to the ring to an already awaiting Hunter Werth. DC slides underneath the bottom rope and both he and Hunter begin trading shots. DC eventually manages to get Hunter into the corner, drilling him with a right closed fist punch to the ribs, forcing Hunter to keel over. DC takes a couple of steps back and raises his arms up in victory before charging forward and attempting a corner splash...only for Hunter to get right out of the way! DC’s head collides with the corner as Hunter makes his way over to his corner and tags in Emilio Vialpando!

The audience explodes in cheers as Emilio rushes into the ring and hits a hurricarana on DC, sending him flying across the ring into unfriendly territory! Kai grabs DC by the throat and headbutts him, forcing the ref to yell at Kai to release DC. He does as asked and DC stumbles back, allowing Emilio to catch him with the Zig Zag! The audience cheers once more as Emilio goes for the pin!

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KICKOUT!

Emilio grabs DC by the head and slowly gets him to his feet, only for DC to use his weight advantage and hook Emilio by the waist before lifting him up and driving him into the corner furthest away from the Team HKW corner. DC drives his shoulder right into Emilio’s midsection before pulling him out of the corner and bringing him right down onto the mat with a suplex. DC gets to his feet, a bit frustrated that he didn’t start off so great at the beginning, and flips off the fans before turning around and grabbing Emilio by the head once more as the audience boos that asshole act towards them.

Once DC gets Emilio up to both feet, he lifts him up and brings him right on down with a powerslam, which leads with more booing from the audience. DC slowly backs away from Emilio, smirking. He finds himself into one of the corners and prepares himself like a bull ready to shoot out of the gate. Emilio slowly gets on all fours and it looks like DC is going to be able to barely hold on until Emilio finally gets up to a vertical base. DC charges forward and lifts up his right boot in order to connect to the face of the HKW champ...but the champ ducks it and gets behind DC before rolling him up to cheers!

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Eliminated: DC

DC looks stunned as Emilio rolls up to his feet and slowly backpedals into his corner. DC seems ready to charge, but the ref cuts him off and tells him that doing so will cost his entire side. DC sighs before he exits the ring and heads up the ramp, while his fellow RIP member Chopz makes his way down. Once DC is by the curtains, Banksquiat comes exploding through the curtains and begins to punch away at DC, who is caught off guard for only a second before being able to fight back, the two fighting all the way to the back. Meanwhile, in the ring, Chopz has made his way in and is waiting on Vialpando to make his way out of his corner...only for Hunter Werth to tag in.

Emilio looks at Hunter for a second, surprised, but the two men nod and trade spots as Emilio exits the match and Hunter enters it again. Hunter slowly makes his way out of his corner and Chopz quickly takes advantage as he charges forward and goes for a clothesline, knocking Hunter down. But, Werth is quick to get to his feet and continue on with this match, only to be caught with a boot to the gut. Chopz then goes for a two handed spinebuster, but Hunter quickly fixes that by tackling Chopz to the ground and mounting himself on top before beginning to punch away at one of the Hellhounds. After being satisfied with the punches Hunter gets to his feet and begins motioning for Chopz to get to his.

Chopz is slow to get to his feet, but once he does and turns around, Hunter arches his back and attempts to grab at Chopz’s legs, only for Chopz to drive a kick to his face, sending him staggering backwards. Chopz drives a big boot into Hunter’s face, flooring the young man before taking a couple of steps away from him. Hunter is bleeding from his nose as he rolls over onto all fours, allowing Chopz to run up and put his boot right on top of Hunter’s skull, planting him face first with a curb stomp, better known as Bite On This! The audience boos as Chopz turns Hunter over and goes for the pin!

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Eliminated: Hunter Werth via pinfall.

Just as Chopz gets to his feet, he is drilled by an incoming Jinzai with the Dynamite Kick! The audience explodes in cheers as Chopz is seemingly out cold and Jinzai just nods his head before heading over to the corner and climbing to the top turnbuckle. Once at the top, Jinzai nods his head and jumps off, connecting with Riding The Shooting Star, getting an explosive reaction from the audience as he hooks the leg and goes for the victory!

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Eliminated: Chopz via pinfall

Chopz slowly rolls out of the ring as Leifi Mavia makes his way down the ramp. Jinzai waits for him and once Leifi enters the ring, Jinzai begins to kick away at him with small kicks to the legs. Jinzai quickly runs away from Leifi and towards the ropes, bouncing off of them and running back towards Leifi, where he attempts a running Step Up enziguri...but Leifi ducks the kick, grabs Jinzai, and tosses him shoulder first into the near steel post. Jinzai slowly staggers away from the corner, holding his shoulder. But once he turns around, Leifi hits him right in the midsection with the Samoan’s Spear to boos! Leifi smirks as he goes for the cover!

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Eliminated: Jinzai via pinfall

Kai steps into the ring and a now vertical Leifi locks eyes with him. The two men get closer and closer, Leifi shouting something at Kai, until Kai has had enough and drills Leifi right in the mouth with a punch to the face. He grabs Leifi by the head and tosses him into a corner before drilling him with left and right body shots. Kai quickly pulls Leifi out of the corner and drills him in the face with multiple knees, forcing Mavia to fall on his knees. Kai, a sick smirk on his face, takes a step back and drills Leifi right in the face with a shining wizard!

The audience pleads with Kai to take the pin, but he is not satisfied. Instead, he drags Leifi over to the corner and begins making his way to the top turnbuckle. Unfortunately, one he’s at the top, Leifi has already shaken off the shining wizard and climbs to the top with Kai. Using his strength, Leifi grabs Kai and powerslams him from the top rope before dropping down and landing on his own feet as Kai writhes in pain. Leifi takes a step back and prepares for Kai to get to his feet, clenching his fist as if he’s ready to perform a certain type of move.

Kai slowly rises to his feet and eventually turns to where Leifi is at. Leifi charges forward and attempts a Superman punch, but Kai ducks it! Kai quickly grabs Leifi from behind and does a leg hooked cradle belly to back suplex pin, but opts out of the pin, allowing Leifi to slowly get to his feet as Kai rapidly got to his. With one kick to the midsection, Kai lifts up Leifi and plants him right on down with the Kai Bomb to cheers from the audience. A smirk appears on Kai’s face as he goes for the pinfall attempt.

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Eliminated: Leifi Mavia

Jason Mentez is making his way to the ring as Kai stands up and starts looking in his direction with disgust on his face.

As soon as Jason slides into the ring, they begin to trade punches back and forth, one of them trying to gain the upperhand quickly. It’s Mentez who sticks a foot right into Kai’s chest and puts him into the corner of the ring with a loud pop against the turnbuckle. Jason charges forward, delivering a hard shoulder into Kai’s gut and goes for it again, but Kai moves out the of the way to throw Jason shoulder first into the turnbuckles. Jason throws himself back with pain and Kai is there to lift him up to his feet and put him back down with a t-bone suplex. Kai goes to lift Jason back to his feet, but he reverses with an european uppercut, and follows up with a brainbuster.

Out of nowhere, Jason slides out of the ring, staring at Kai, who has only managed to get to one knee. He throws his hand up at Kai and turns his back completely, making his way up the ramp and ignoring the referee’s count. Kai is only standing in the middle of the ring, glaring at Mentez, but he doesn’t seem to be coming back.

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Eliminated: Jason Mentez via countout.

As Jason is walking out, Luke Wisia is walking in. Kai and Luke are both locking eyes from ring to to the top of the ramp. Luke makes his way down the ramp slowly and slides into the ring, where him and Kai begin to start things off wildly. There isn’t much to be taken from all the punches thrown, until it’s Luke who throws Kai into the ropes, and returns with a backbreaker. Kai is in pain as Luke quickly climbs the corner turnbuckle, and taunts before he throws himself off. Kai is back to his feet and nails Luke midair with a dropkick, putting them both down on the mat.

Kai and Luke get back to their feet, but this time it’s Luke who takes control, Bank Shotting Kai through the middle rope and to the outside of the ring. Then Luke runs off the rope and throws his body over the top ropes, landing on Kai with a massive leg drop. Luke seems to have done some damage to himself, rolling off to the side, and Kai is reaching out for the apron.

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Both men still continue to fight on the outside, ignoring the referee completely. That is until they both have weapons in hand and the referee starts telling them to put them down. Both men charge and nearly take each others head off with their weapons, being a chair and kendo stick, and they both hit the outside mat with a hard thud noise as the referee is calling for the bell. That isn’t enough to keep Kai and Luke apart as Luke is back to his feet and hitting Kai as hard as he can in the back with the kendo stick. Kai manages to crawl away when Luke break the stick over his back. Luke is stumbling towards Kai until he turns around and blast Luke across the face with an abandoned bell that Kai found from under the ring. Luke is taken off his feet as Kai drops back to one knee and the medical makes their way to both competitors.

Eliminated: Kai and Luke Wisia via double DQ

Luke and Kai are both refusing medical attention as they make their way up the ramp at separate times, avoiding one another. They finally shake off the medical support as Emilio is standing in the middle of the ring, knowing he is the final man.

Lance Winters is already making his way down the ramp with his eys on the champion, and a sick smile across his face. He stands on the outside of the ring, lingering for a bit before sliding in, but Emilio is keeping his distance and trying to play it smart. Lance finally gets Emilio into a corner where he begins to rain down punches, and eventually wiping him to the other side of the ring. Lance rushes forward, but Emilio dives under the attack and dropkicks Lance further into the steel post. Just when Lance stumbles back, Emilio is waiting behind him and delivers a devistatous DDT. The crowd is begining to get behind Emilio as he is back to his feet and holding his hands in the air. Lance tries to sneak up behind him with a flying elbow, but Emilio notices it just in time and rolls to the side.

This time it’s Emilio who rushes forward, but Lance puts him down with a hard boot to the face and starts to choke out Emilio with his boot while holding onto the ropes. The referee forces his way from making the choke, as Lance begins to argue, turning around to find Emilio again. He begins to rain down stops on the champion, until he manages to roll out of the way for the last one, and scoop slams Lance right where he wants him.

Emilio goes of the Vibora Strike!

Then the lights go out….

And they go out for quite a bit of time, while the seconds pass to a minute or so. Then when they turn back on, we see Emilio laid out eagle spread in the middle of the ring. And then the camera panes around to Jason Mentez standing on the rampway with a police baton at hand, spinning it with his fingers, and walking away from the scene.

Lance is in the other corner, on one knee, not really sure to what just happened as he crawls forward and hooks Emilio’s leg with a sick smile across his face.


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Winner: Lance Winters via pinfall (27:46)

The scene begins to fade away as Jason is at top of the ramp, staring at the dismantled Emilio. Lance is still on his knees, staring down on the champion, laughing, and eventually stands up to all the boos from the arena. Just when Winters gets his arm raised in victory, the cameras cut backstage.

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Joey Perello and Tank's manager, Tony Hyman, are seen throwing hands at one another with Joey getting the better part of the assault. Hyman seems to be swinging the momentum in his favor after a couple jabs to Perello's face until Perello grabs the nearest weapon, one of the cameras from the camera crew, and blasts Hyman in the face with it.

Perello drags Hyman toward the office of Cindy Parker and Zero McHannon, now standing outside the large glass window on the office wall. Seeing that Cindy nor Zero were there, Perello lifts Hyman up to a vertical base and tosses him through the glass window!

Laughing at the damage, Perello casually walks over to the office door and makes his way toward Hyman, leaning down and lifting a piece of the broken glass off the floor. He turns the unconscious Hyman on his stomach and rips his shirt off, and begins carving "RIP" into Hyman's back with the glass, the blood oozing out of Hyman's body.

Joey Perello: Now... Whenever you see these scars... Remember... I did this to you, and you could blame Theodore. And if he ever mentions Onyx or my deceased wife again, I will end you...

Perello drops the piece of glass and stands back up, booting Hyman in the back of the head one final time before exiting the office. Defiance comes to a close with the image of a bloody Tony Hyman...
Edited by Hard Knox Wrestling, Apr 1 2014, 01:47 AM.
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