Post by EHWF Management on May 26, 2024 5:37:42 GMT -5
PREVIOUSLY RECORDED •
A brief text overlay informs us the footage to follow is previously recorded and is, therefore, not live. Said footage takes us into one of North America’s foremost (if not thee foremost) combat sports training facilities and the home of the upcoming Combat Arts Classic event: THE FORGE. While this particular facility focuses mainly on professional wrestling, the athletes training within vary in background and experience. Our camera shows us one such of these athletes as she finishes a workout: MALICE McKENZIE.
McKenzie is clad in a black pair of leggings and a gunmetal gray long-sleeved SOMNIA x NO KNOWN PREDATORS crop top and sweats rather heavily. After taking a swig of her reusable water bottle, she tosses it aside and turns to find a figure sauntering into view. The figure finishes her approach and soon Mal looks into the eyes of none other than BRIANNA RISSI.
Brianna Rissi is seen exuding a chic and edgy summer vibe. She wears a crisp, white button-up shirt, which is tied at the waist to create a cropped effect, revealing a decent glimpse of her midsection. The shirt’s sleeves are casually rolled up, adding to the relaxed yet stylish look. Underneath, she sports a pink bikini top, contributing a pop of colour that is an inverse to her surroundings. Her denim shorts are high-waisted and slightly distressed, featuring a frayed hem that adds a touch of ruggedness to her outfit. She accessorises with oversized, mirrored sunglasses that cover a significant portion of her face. Diamond earrings press from her ears, further enhancing the boldness of her look. Her hair is styled in a striking manner, dyed pink and intricately braided as a powerful Brianna walks oozing confidence with a clear emotive grin on her lips.
The diminutive New York native makes true to the culture of the area in which she was raised, brashly addressing Rissi with enough gusto to turn a few heads of passersby.
MALICE McKENZIE: “Look at this bitch,” she howls amusedly, looking Bri up and down. “You’ve deadass got some nerve walkin’ in here like that after some of the shit you’ve said. Ana ain’t even here. The fuck you want?”
Brianna looks around, unsure who this is or if Malice is even talking to her. After a few moments Brianna winces her face with an emotive expression of frustration and smirks.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Uhh... Who the fuck are you? Ana? Ana's not even here? Who said I was looking for Ana? I'll see her soon enough anyway. What are you supposed to be? ”[Brianna looks Malice up and down with a look of disgust] one of her lackeys or something? ...You better watch your ugly mouth when you talk to me.”
Mal offers a laugh, one that’s hearty, albeit ingenuine. She lifts an eyebrow skyward and places her opposite hand on her hip.
MALICE McKENZIE: “What else would you be here for?” she asks, though it’s unclear if she has done so rhetorically or authentically. “You’re not gonna just walk into this place as if we’re not gonna know who you are. Ana’s had a hand in training damn near every last motherfucker in this place.” She gestures to the general population of the facility around them. “So nah, I ain’t her ‘lackey’. And we both know my mouth ain’t ugly, so why don’t you tell me what it is you’re doin’ here if not looking for Ana?”
Brianna backs off and puts her hands out for a moment as she looks Malice up and down.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Don't get excited, girl. I'm not here to fight anyone. Like I said, I'll get my opportunity to smack Ana's mouth shut soon enough at Aftermath so why would I come here to waste my energy today? The last time I checked, this was a free country. While I was in the city, I thought I'd check this place out to get a look at what Ana was all about these days, y'know, ever since she ran away from EHWF?”
Brianna chuckles to herself, slamming her fist into her palm as she grins.
BRIANNA RISSI: “So again... Back the fuck off and watch your tone when you talk to me. You might not look at yourself as a lackey but you’re certainly not Ana Somnia, so I'd be careful if I were you.”
Mal silently watches Rissi express her thoughts. As she does this, Mal’s other hand finds its way to her other hip. Once Brianna finishes speaking, Mal shakes her head and sighs arrogantly.
MALICE McKENZIE: “No shit I’m not Ana Somnia,” she says. “Are you fuckin’ stupid? Do you and all the rest of you Rissi bitches combine to form one whole person? You only having a little bit of a brain’s the only thing that makes sense… As for being careful? I’m from Hell’s Kitchen, bitch. It’s you who needs to be fuckin’ careful.”
BRIANNA RISSI: “You see me here, ALONE hoe! I don't have anyone else here with me. I don't NEED anyone with me just like I don't need a dojo full of bitches or a bunch of scraggy ratchets coming down to the ring with me to watch my matches in the front row.” [Brianna laughs and scoffs out loud] You think I give a shit about who you are or where you're from? You think I was out here looking for you? You can be from where ever you want in this dismal country, I'll snap you in half as practice before I do the same to Somnia.”
Mal now inches toward Rissi, her eyes narrowed and stance combative.
MALICE McKENZIE: “This bitch,” she says. “You YAP too fuckin’ much, Rissi. So do us all a favor and shut the fuck up or get the fuck out. Go home. We’ve got better shit to do here than entertain your nonsense! Unless you wanna put all of that confidence of yours to the test, getting the fuck outta here sounds like your best bet.”
Brianna rolls her eyes and lets out a sigh as she takes another step towards Malice.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Like I said, I didn't come here to fight. I didn't even come here to speak to you... or ANY of you. The problem for you is now, is that you've made this something it shouldn't have been. You've disrespected me and you've pissed me off, bitch. You could have just shut your mouth and let me look around but, no. So... you talk a big game but what now, hoe? Are you all talk?”
Brianna steps back and holds her arms out. Malice cackles, flicking her eyes around the room as if incredulous Brianna even thought she’s the kind of person to pass up on this kind of opportunity, regardless of where they are. Mal quickly shoves Rissi with great force, staggering the former EHWF Unified Global Champion. Rissi wastes no time in returning fire with a shove of her own! Nearly every eye in within view is on the two as McKenzie nails Rissi with a FOREARM SMASH, to which Rissi responds with a FOREARM SMASH of her own! McKenzie shakes it off and looks to decapitate Rissi with her trademark strike!
SUPERKICK!
McKICK!
But no! Rissi ducks below and bounds aside! Onlookers advance and grab onto the two, trying to pry them apart. Both slip just free enough for McKenzie to step right into Rissi’s most lethal strike!
ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
RISSI ROUNDHOUSE!
The head kick seemingly knocks Mal out on her feet! Her knees buckle and she drops like a rock! Onlookers hasten to intervene more aggressively now, successfully dragging Rissi out of view while others check on and wake up McKenzie on the floor. Rissi continues shouting at Mal as she’s dragged out of the building and our previously recorded footage draws to a close.
McKenzie is clad in a black pair of leggings and a gunmetal gray long-sleeved SOMNIA x NO KNOWN PREDATORS crop top and sweats rather heavily. After taking a swig of her reusable water bottle, she tosses it aside and turns to find a figure sauntering into view. The figure finishes her approach and soon Mal looks into the eyes of none other than BRIANNA RISSI.
Brianna Rissi is seen exuding a chic and edgy summer vibe. She wears a crisp, white button-up shirt, which is tied at the waist to create a cropped effect, revealing a decent glimpse of her midsection. The shirt’s sleeves are casually rolled up, adding to the relaxed yet stylish look. Underneath, she sports a pink bikini top, contributing a pop of colour that is an inverse to her surroundings. Her denim shorts are high-waisted and slightly distressed, featuring a frayed hem that adds a touch of ruggedness to her outfit. She accessorises with oversized, mirrored sunglasses that cover a significant portion of her face. Diamond earrings press from her ears, further enhancing the boldness of her look. Her hair is styled in a striking manner, dyed pink and intricately braided as a powerful Brianna walks oozing confidence with a clear emotive grin on her lips.
The diminutive New York native makes true to the culture of the area in which she was raised, brashly addressing Rissi with enough gusto to turn a few heads of passersby.
MALICE McKENZIE: “Look at this bitch,” she howls amusedly, looking Bri up and down. “You’ve deadass got some nerve walkin’ in here like that after some of the shit you’ve said. Ana ain’t even here. The fuck you want?”
Brianna looks around, unsure who this is or if Malice is even talking to her. After a few moments Brianna winces her face with an emotive expression of frustration and smirks.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Uhh... Who the fuck are you? Ana? Ana's not even here? Who said I was looking for Ana? I'll see her soon enough anyway. What are you supposed to be? ”[Brianna looks Malice up and down with a look of disgust] one of her lackeys or something? ...You better watch your ugly mouth when you talk to me.”
Mal offers a laugh, one that’s hearty, albeit ingenuine. She lifts an eyebrow skyward and places her opposite hand on her hip.
MALICE McKENZIE: “What else would you be here for?” she asks, though it’s unclear if she has done so rhetorically or authentically. “You’re not gonna just walk into this place as if we’re not gonna know who you are. Ana’s had a hand in training damn near every last motherfucker in this place.” She gestures to the general population of the facility around them. “So nah, I ain’t her ‘lackey’. And we both know my mouth ain’t ugly, so why don’t you tell me what it is you’re doin’ here if not looking for Ana?”
Brianna backs off and puts her hands out for a moment as she looks Malice up and down.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Don't get excited, girl. I'm not here to fight anyone. Like I said, I'll get my opportunity to smack Ana's mouth shut soon enough at Aftermath so why would I come here to waste my energy today? The last time I checked, this was a free country. While I was in the city, I thought I'd check this place out to get a look at what Ana was all about these days, y'know, ever since she ran away from EHWF?”
Brianna chuckles to herself, slamming her fist into her palm as she grins.
BRIANNA RISSI: “So again... Back the fuck off and watch your tone when you talk to me. You might not look at yourself as a lackey but you’re certainly not Ana Somnia, so I'd be careful if I were you.”
Mal silently watches Rissi express her thoughts. As she does this, Mal’s other hand finds its way to her other hip. Once Brianna finishes speaking, Mal shakes her head and sighs arrogantly.
MALICE McKENZIE: “No shit I’m not Ana Somnia,” she says. “Are you fuckin’ stupid? Do you and all the rest of you Rissi bitches combine to form one whole person? You only having a little bit of a brain’s the only thing that makes sense… As for being careful? I’m from Hell’s Kitchen, bitch. It’s you who needs to be fuckin’ careful.”
BRIANNA RISSI: “You see me here, ALONE hoe! I don't have anyone else here with me. I don't NEED anyone with me just like I don't need a dojo full of bitches or a bunch of scraggy ratchets coming down to the ring with me to watch my matches in the front row.” [Brianna laughs and scoffs out loud] You think I give a shit about who you are or where you're from? You think I was out here looking for you? You can be from where ever you want in this dismal country, I'll snap you in half as practice before I do the same to Somnia.”
Mal now inches toward Rissi, her eyes narrowed and stance combative.
MALICE McKENZIE: “This bitch,” she says. “You YAP too fuckin’ much, Rissi. So do us all a favor and shut the fuck up or get the fuck out. Go home. We’ve got better shit to do here than entertain your nonsense! Unless you wanna put all of that confidence of yours to the test, getting the fuck outta here sounds like your best bet.”
Brianna rolls her eyes and lets out a sigh as she takes another step towards Malice.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Like I said, I didn't come here to fight. I didn't even come here to speak to you... or ANY of you. The problem for you is now, is that you've made this something it shouldn't have been. You've disrespected me and you've pissed me off, bitch. You could have just shut your mouth and let me look around but, no. So... you talk a big game but what now, hoe? Are you all talk?”
Brianna steps back and holds her arms out. Malice cackles, flicking her eyes around the room as if incredulous Brianna even thought she’s the kind of person to pass up on this kind of opportunity, regardless of where they are. Mal quickly shoves Rissi with great force, staggering the former EHWF Unified Global Champion. Rissi wastes no time in returning fire with a shove of her own! Nearly every eye in within view is on the two as McKenzie nails Rissi with a FOREARM SMASH, to which Rissi responds with a FOREARM SMASH of her own! McKenzie shakes it off and looks to decapitate Rissi with her trademark strike!
SUPERKICK!
McKICK!
But no! Rissi ducks below and bounds aside! Onlookers advance and grab onto the two, trying to pry them apart. Both slip just free enough for McKenzie to step right into Rissi’s most lethal strike!
ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
RISSI ROUNDHOUSE!
The head kick seemingly knocks Mal out on her feet! Her knees buckle and she drops like a rock! Onlookers hasten to intervene more aggressively now, successfully dragging Rissi out of view while others check on and wake up McKenzie on the floor. Rissi continues shouting at Mal as she’s dragged out of the building and our previously recorded footage draws to a close.
The scene opens up as official opening theme song of EHWF Tuesday Night Chaos, “Madness” by All That Remains, is playing in the background. We pan into the scene where we see fans screaming in the crowd in the Ball Arena! We get a clear shot of the arena and all the fans. As we cut to the pyrotechnics show, we move onto the broadcast area at ringside where Alexander Corvis and Maddie Murdock are waiting to start the night!
Alexander Corvis: Ladies and Gentlemen! We welcome you to Tuesday Night Chaos live from Ball Arena here in Denver! What a massive night this is gonna be after everything that has been building here on Chaos and the huge fallout after Final Destination!Last week Braddock was able to make it through a brutal battle to win and be crowed the number one contender for Casey Holliday's EHWF Unified Global Championship! Braddock was in a brutal brawl at the end of the night which he barely made it out of but Casey showed up at the end of the night and laid him out, stating that Braddock doesn't deserve to face her for her championship and has no business being in the same ring as her! Casey already impressed last week by defeating Nephthys one on one so her super impressive run and streak in EHWF is still rapidly evolving but Braddock is looking to put a stop to that at Aftermath! Tonight they go head to head against The Age of Fall's Misty Vega and Jacob Letoa as the dangerous faction threatens to take out anyone with a championship or involved with a title. Will Casey and Braddock be able to work together to pick up this win or will they collapse and be the cause of each others demise in this match? Don't miss this main event contest!
Maddie Murdock: It's been a long ride between Ana Somnia and Brianna Rissi and it's only just beginning! Last week Brianna accepted Ana's challenge to a match at Aftermath as the two icons will go head to head at the event but tonight Ana Somnia will go one on one with Lu Chen Hudson while Brianna will be out on commentary. Last week they couldn't hold it in and almost tore each other apart but tonight they'll need to try and keep their cool as the two head into one of the biggest must see and most anticipated matches of all time at Aftermath! I can’t wait Alexander and s you would have already seen, things have definitely been building out here!
Alexander Corvis: Last week ISIS was able to pick up a dominant six-woman tag team match win and also get one over on Ana and Brianna in the process, but later on in the night, her sister Nephthys was targeted and stomped out by The Age of Fall. An enraged ISIS then proceeded to destroy some members of The Age of Fall at the end of the night but tonight she'll get one of them one on one as she attempts to avenge her sister! Nephthys is out with a minor injury tonight but she'll be at ringside for this one! Just like Katelyn DeLaVega, ISIS and Nephthys have been targeted by The Age of Fall because they want their gold! Don't miss this huge grudge match!
Maddie Murdock: Griffin Hawkins was able to impress last week and win an Extreme Rules number one contenders match for the EHWF Extreme Championship! Griffin has made it very clear he wants that title and that he's coming for Sujir Thorn but Sujir isn't backing down and he won't make it easy! Tonight they have to work together somehow and take on The Raab's in a big tag team opener! Can they put their differences aside to pick up the win or will The Brothers of Balance put them down tonight?!
Alexander Corvis: Katelyn DeLaVega successfully defended her EHWF Showtime Championship against Misty Vega last week but was ambushed by The Age of Fall who have said they're coming for every single title on Chaos! Katelyn showed off her ridiculous power and fought ALL of them off but it left her angry and enraged. Tonight she'll defend the EHWF Showtime Championship against the new rookie, Joanna Penkzee-Nelson who impressed in her debut match on Monday Night Mass Murder but both women will need to watch their backs tonight as anyone who is holding championship gold on Chaos now has a target on their back from The Age of Fall!
Maddie Murdock: This is going to be one incredible night! Lets start the show, Alexander!
We cut in backstage where there is a HUGE commotion! We see ISIS backstage trading blows with Jacob Letoa as she dishes out a right hand and knocks him into a bunch of equipment! Dan Anderson clubs her in the back but ISIS spins around and grabs him by his head as they grapple in the production area!
Alexander Corvis: What the heck?! I’ve just been informed that we have a fight breaking out backstage as ISIS has just ambushed all of the members of The Age of Fall tonight and the show hasn’t even started!
ISIS throws Dan into a brick wall! Roxanne smacks ISIS in the back with a steel chair and ISIS goes down to a knee as Misty and Roxanne swarm her! ISIS throws both women off of her like nothing and roars! ISIS grabs Jacob and runs him head first into the side of a production crate! Misty dives on ISIS and they spill to the concrete! They get up and Misty slaps ISIS across the face but ISIS looks on enraged as Misty looks terrified! ISIS drops Misty with a right hand!
Alexander Corvis: ISIS is going fucking nuts right now! Can we get security back there, dammit!
Maddie Murdock: ISIS getting revenge on The Age of Fall for what they did to her sister Nephthys last week! She’s not waiting until tonight!!
Roxanne swings a baseball bat but ISIS blocks it with her forearm! Roxanne looks shocked and ISIS slams her through a catering table! Jay helps Misty up and they escape through a back door! Some refs try to restrain ISIS but she throws them off of her! Jacob snaps a kick into ISIS and blows her back as he tries to revive Roxanne in the rubble! ISIS grabs Jacob by the hair and headbutts him! She throws Jacob into the side of some spare steel steps backstage!
Alexander Corvis: You’re gonna need an army to restrain ISIS!
Maddie Murdock: She’s fucking PISSED OFF!
ISIS grabs Dan and hits him with a big right hand as he stumbles away! She follows him and hits him with another! Jacob clubs her in the back! Dan falls on ISIS and eye gouges her and shoves her away as Dan and Jacob grab Roxanne and try and pick her up! ISIS roars and grabs a MASSIVE spotlight from the equipment pallet! She raises the huge spotlight over her head as everyone watches in shock! She has the monster weight up and she throws it as staff and ref run out of the way! The massive spotlight rolls across the floor as Jacob, Dan and Roxanne make an escape out a back door! The spotlight smashes into the door and splits into pieces!
Alexander Corvis: OH FUCK! ISIS with that fucking huge spotlight! That freaking strength! She was tryna kill them!! That’s gonna get her suspended for sure!
Maddie Murdock: What the fuck is this bitch!?! Just picked up a fucking spotlight!!
ISIS breathes heavily as the refs and security are too scared to go up to her. Seeing Age of Fall has escaped she turns around as the crowd of people parts for her and she walks up the hallway as we fade elsewhere backstage.
We go to the back where Griffin Hawkins is in the hallway, en route to the ring. The camera man follows him as he continues walking...looking towards the camera as he speaks.
Griffin Hawkins: Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome To Jukebox Country!
The crowd cheers at the opening line.
Griffin Hawkins: I'm gonna be honest with you guys...I thought I was done with everything Raab related. Right after I Superkicked that chair right in his ugly face, I figured he threw a tantrum and walked away from this place. But it looks like he wants revenge...and he's going to bring his brother with him. I got no problem dealing with Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dumbfuck...but here's the wild card. My partner is the man that I am facing for the EHWF Extreme Championship... Sujir Thorn.
Now...can I trust him? It's no secret that he considers me a threat to his reign. I think he'd much rather take my head off than tag me in. I don't even know what's gonna happen between me, the champ and those two clowns tonight..but all I know is this...whether it's by myself..or with Thorn, The Brothers of Brilliance are gonna get stomped like Narcs in a Biker Rally....let's get rocked!
Griffin steps through the curtain.
We cut to ringside where Patricia Downs is waiting with a mic.
Patricia Downs: This opening contest tonight is a tag team match set for one fall!
Fans are awaiting what's to come. Suddenly the sounds of a guitar playing is heard. "Separate Ways" by Journey hits in and from behind the curtain enters Griffin Hawkins! He walks down the ramp in Pink Zebra print tights and a sleeveless mesh shirt. His signature leather jacket and silver aviator shades adorn him as he walks down, high fiving fans as he soaks in the positive reaction. He looks towards the ring and steps up the stairs, looking towards the cheering crowd with a smile.
He steps between the ropes and gets on the turnbuckles, raising the devil horns in the air...pumping up the live crowd. Soon he gets down, taking off his leather jacket before going outside the ring. He takes off his aviators and puts them around a young excited fan, smiling down at him. As he gets back in the ring he paces back and forth, waiting for the match to finally begin.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… The Jukebox Hero… Griffin Hawkins!
A white fog starts to cover the ramp as the opening notes to Bullets by Creed start to play. A series of bright red spot lights turn on illuminating the smoke as Sujir's silhouette is seen at the top of the ramp. The smoke slowly clears as Sujir wearing a red leather trench coat slowly steps down the ramps striding slowly towards the ring nodding to the fans as he does so. Once to the ring he climbs the steel steps and slides into the ring under the ropes and then rises to his knees kneeling to the center of the ring staring at the top of the entrance ramp his arms spread. About halfway through the song he jumps to his feet he rises to his feet and strides confidently to his corner. Once there he pulls off his trench coat tossing it towards the ring announcers before he rises to the top ropes as the lights return to normal and he awaits the start of the match.
Patricia Downs: And next up… His partner tonight… He is the EHWF Extreme Champion… Sujir Thorn!
It's Going Down by Linkin Park ft. The Executioners plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out first, ignoring the fans as he usually does, wearing a black and red stripy mask, black and red stripy trousers, black gloves and black boots and walks straight to the ring by stepping up the stairs and stepping over the top rope before Konrad Raab comes out moments later wearing blue and black suit with a blue and black face paint with blue gloves and black boots and high fives the fans while walking to the ring and slides in the ring with Lord Raab. Lord Raab crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while Konrad goes on the turnbuckle and raises his hands to the fans as they have mixed cheers and boos for the pair of them with Konrad getting down from the ring and fist bumps Lord Raab as Konrad stands with the pair of them looking at the ramp for their opponents to come out.
Patricia Downs: And now… Their opponents in this contest tonight… Lord Raab and Konrad Raab… The Brothers of Balance!
DING DING DING
Match #1: The Brothers of Balance vs. Griffin Hawkins & Sujir Thorn
The bell rings, and Griffin Hawkins and Konrad Raab start the match. They circle each other before locking up in the center of the ring. Griffin quickly transitions into a side headlock, but Konrad pushes him off into the ropes. Griffin rebounds and takes Konrad down with a shoulder block. Konrad quickly gets to his feet, only to be met with a dropkick from Griffin, sending him back down. Griffin taunts Sujir Thorn, who stands unimpressed in their corner. Konrad takes advantage of the distraction, rolling Griffin up for a quick pin attempt. Griffin quickly gets out and scrambles to his feet, shaking his head in annoyance.
Alexander Corvis: Griffin off to a great start in this match just as he is here in EHWF but he has the huge task of going up against Sujir Thorn next week for the EHWF Extreme Championship!
Maddie Murdock: These two should beat the Raab’s here tonight but it’s clear that there’s a lot of intensity already developing between Thorn and Hawkins!
Konrad tags in Lord Raab, who steps into the ring with a menacing glare under his mask. Griffin and Raab lock up, and Raab uses his power to shove Griffin into the corner. Raab follows up with a series of powerful shoulder thrusts to Griffin's midsection. The referee counts to four, and Raab backs off just before the count of five, smirking at the damage done. Griffin stumbles out of the corner, and Raab lifts him for a body slam. Griffin writhes in pain as Raab drops an elbow across his chest. Lord Raab tags Konrad back in, and the Brothers of Balance execute a double suplex on Griffin, showing their teamwork and coordination. Konrad covers Griffin!
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KICK OUT!
Alexander Corvis: Konrad near fall on Griffin!
Maddie Murdock: It’s clear that Griffin and Sujir aren’t gonna gel as a team but Griffin still finding big ways to innovate against Konrad tonight!
Griffin crawls towards his corner, but Konrad grabs his leg and drags him back to the center of the ring. Konrad applies a single-leg Boston crab, causing Griffin to cry out in pain. Griffin uses his upper body strength to inch towards the ropes, finally grabbing the bottom one to break the hold. Konrad releases and tags in Lord Raab again in frustration! Lord Raab methodically approaches Griffin, but Griffin surprises him with a jawbreaker! Both men are down, and the crowd rallies behind Griffin as he inches towards his corner. Raab tags Konrad back in just as Griffin lunges to tag Sujir Thorn!
Alexander Corvis: Griffin gets the tag out to Sujir!
Maddie Murdock: Here he comes!!
Sujir enters the ring with explosive energy, taking Konrad down with a series of clotheslines! He knocks Raab off the apron with a big boot before focusing back on Konrad. Thorn whips Konrad into the ropes and catches him with a spinebuster on the rebound. Thorn covers Konrad!
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KICK OUT!
Griffin rushes back into the ring, and he and Lord Raab exchange blows when he spots Lord Raab sliding in from behind in a rage! The referee tries to regain control as all four men brawl in the ring. Griffin and Sujir inadvertently collide, causing tension between them! They exchange heated words before Thorn shoves Griffin out of the way to avoid an incoming attack from Konrad! Sujir regains focus and lifts Konrad for a suplex, but Konrad counters mid-air, landing behind Sujir and shoving him into the ropes. Konrad tags Lord Raab back in, and they attempt another double-team move. Sujir fights them off, kicking Konrad away and dodging a clothesline from Lord Raab. Sujir then plants Lord Raab with a DDT!
Alexander Corvis: Griffin and Thorn actually putting their differences aside for a moment to take down Lord Raab and Konrad Raab there but now things are unravelling right now!
Maddie Murdock: Sujir and Griffin are gonna come to blows after that!
Sujir screams in Griffin’s face and the two argue in the corner! Lord Raab recovers and blindsides Sujir with a clubbing forearm to the back. Raab drags Sujir to their corner, tagging Konrad in! Konrad climbs to the top rope as Raab holds Sujir in place. Konrad launches off with a diving crossbody, but Sujir ducks at the last second, causing Konrad to crash into Raab! The crowd erupts as Sujir, now running on adrenaline, clotheslines Raab out of the ring and turns his attention back to Konrad! Sujir sets Konrad up for his finishing move, but Konrad slips out and counters with a quick enzuigiri! Both men are down, struggling to get to their feet. Lord Raab climbs back onto the apron, reaching out for a tag!
Alexander Corvis: The Raab’s are in danger now! Sujir doing the damage and Griffin is right back up!
Maddie Murdock: WATCH OUT!!
Konrad tries to make it but Sujir dives on him! Sujir scoops him up! Lord Raab goes to run in but Griffin intercepts and catches Lord Raab with Shot In The Dark (Superkick) to the head! Lord Raab falls out! Griffin and Sujir look at each other and have a stare down after that moment! Sujir drops Konrad, head first onto the ropes! Griffin gets back to the corner and watches on as Sujir takes Konrad’s head off with The Equaliser (High Impact Lariat) when he turns around! The fans go wild as he covers!
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DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here are your winners… The Jukebox Hero… Griffin Hawkins… and… the EHWF Extreme Champion… Sujir Thorn!
Alexander Corvis: They did it! Sujir and Griffin managed to get the job done against this dismal Raab outfit tonight! Big win but next week these two go head to head!
Maddie Murdock: Not an easy task for Griffin who has the task of taking down the longest reigning champion in EHWF who also has Insidious behind him!!
Sujir walks up to Griffin in the ring and holds up the EHWF Extreme Championship up to his head as Griffin looks up at it and smirks! Sujir’s music fades and he puts his hand out! Griffin takes a moment then shakes Sujir’s hand as the fans go wild!
Alexander Corvis: Now THAT’S more like it!
Maddie Murdock: Spoke too soon!!
Griffin shoves Sujir to the side as he sees Aaron Fredrick Hudson slide in from behind! Griffin and Aaron start trading right hands! Aaron with a boot to the gut as Sujir comes over and CLOCKS Griffin in the back of the head with the EHWF Extreme Championship belt! Griffin goes down and Aaron and Sujir stand over him!
Alexander Corvis: This is sick! Just like with Braddock, Insidious have an iron grip on the EHWF Extreme Championship!
Maddie Murdock: Griffin ambushed by Insidious tonight and that might be a sign of things to come at Aftermath!
Sujir holds up the EHWF Extreme Championship belt to the booing fans as his music hits again and he stands over Griffin on the mat! We cut backstage.
We arrive backstage here at Ball Arena, where the hum of the rambunctious audience is audible even through the labyrinth of walls between the ring area and where we now find ourselves. This crowd response swells when our frame soon centers on none other than former EHWF Unified Global Champion herself, BRIANNA RISSI. She wore a navy blue jumpsuit adorned with crisp white vertical stripes that elongated her athletic frame, the strapless design revealing toned shoulders and arms. The fabric cinched at her waist, flowing down into her legs that swayed with each stride, exuding elegance.
Her long, vibrant pink hair cascaded over one shoulder, glinting under the backstage lighting as she moved with a graceful, self-assured confident stride. In her right hand, she held a smartphone, its screen casting a faint glow that contrasted with backstage area's illumination. Around her neck, a layered necklace with a delicate cross pendant shimmered subtly as she softly turned her head.
Soon, something outside our frame usurps her attention. Her eyes glue to the off-screen figure and she squares her body to them, as if expecting confrontation beyond a merely verbal capacity. Despite the audience’s noted vocal support of Rissi, there is a surprisingly hefty eruption of support in honor of the woman who now steps into our field of view: EHWF Hall of Famer ANA SOMNIA.
The Last Empress is clad mainly in her ring gear for her match: a pair of arterial red boots with azure laces and trim, as well as arterial red knee pads. She, too, wears an azure pair of wet-look high-rise hipsters with arterial red trim and accenting to match her boots, as well as white tape around both wrists with dorsal crosses. On her torso, the Huntress wears a white wrestling top with a plunging neckline, made of what seems like leather on the outside with azure trim and arterial red accenting, as well as gold laces hanging untied from either side. Atop this, she presently dons a black cutoff SOMNIA x NO KNOWN PREDATORS sweatshirt.
Once the crowd volume decrescendos, Rissi and Somnia exchange brief once-overs. After another moment of quiet and internal deliberation between both women, it is the Pound-for-Pound Most Potent Professional Athlete on the Planet who breaks said silence.
“This is… most disappointing,” hisses the Huntress. “I had expected more of you, сука. I had truly believed you would uphold your end of arrangement. This was all supposed to be in effort to definitively answer question. This was all supposed to be about competition. But nyet. You have decided to stick your nose where it does not belong.” Somnia narrows her eyes and shakes her head. “Because you have done this, Brianna Rissi, I must take that nose, da? I must take that nose from you.” Ana aggressively points toward Bri’s nose for emphasis. “You were supposed to have been better than this.”
Brianna looks Ana up and down with a hint of exhaustion on her face, her eyes heavy and shoulders slightly slumped. She shakes her head slowly, a look of pure disappointment etched into her features as she glares at Ana. Her lips press into a thin line, and her eyebrows draw together in a stern, disapproving expression. Brianna looks disinterested as she folds her arms across her chest, her fingers tapping impatiently against her biceps. She lets out a long, exasperated sigh, her breath escaping in a huff, not reacting to Ana's gesture in her face. The air between them is thick with tension, Brianna's cold demeanor a sharp contrast to Ana's more passionate demeanor.
BRIANNA RISSI: “I don't know what you were expecting, you fucking moron. Last time I checked it was your brainless little rat who put her hands on me first, so don't go walking around here all high and mighty like you wouldn't have done the exact same thing I did.” [Brianna smirks] For all I know, maybe you're really actually scared to face me one on one and you told your minion to try and soften me up...”
Brianna smirks and lets out a laugh as she dips her wide mirrored sunglasses to look at Ana with a glare.
BRIANNA RISSI: “I'll admit, I was kinda expecting more out of someone trained by the 'great' Ana Somnia but I kinda just dropped her like a sack of shit.” [Brianna laughs at the thought of Malice going down to the Rissi Roundhouse] Well I guess I was wrong, huh? You wanna go on about all this spirit of competition crap and taking my nose and smacking me around? That's great, but don't make me go through all this bullshit first. If you wanna fight then let's fight. Lets just get to Aftermath where I can beat you into a bloody pulp and then use your lifeless body to mop up your blood from the canvas. ENOUGH talk now, Ana. You wanna talk about noses, well keep yours outta my business, you fuckin' dribbling scumbag...”
Somnia studies Rissi silently for a moment before taking a couple of very small steps forward.
“I do not know to which shortcoming I should bring your attention first,” she says scathingly. “First and foremost, ребенок, I do not possess intentions to smack you around, as you say. Nyet. This violence coming your way, this is not domestic in nature. This is more akin to you, so drastically out of your depth, building your Tower of Babel intending to strike at god. So this is not smacking you around, this is smacking you down.” Somnia’s upper lip curls in disgust, disdain radiating from her pores. “Beyond this, глупая сука? You can rest assured, had I known you would have been foolish enough to show your face at Forge, I would have been there to greet you… I would have been there to greet you by kicking stupid smirk through back of your skull. But nyet, I could not have known you would have been so suicidal to do this.” Ana shrugs lacking amusement. “If you are not careful, сука, your actions will return to haunt you. If you would like to even make it to Aftermath, you would be best served by keeping these thoughts to yourself.”
Brianna's eyes scanned Ana from head to toe, her gaze heavy with a mixture of boredom and irritation. She let out a slow, deliberate sigh, her shoulders sagging slightly while she grinned and shook her head, taking a step closer to Ana.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Really, Ana?” [Brianna said, her voice laced with irritation] Do you think your threats scare me? Because they don't. Not one bit. Talk all the smack you want. Dribble all the Russian out of your mouth that you can. It doesn't change a damn thing.”
Ana's eyes narrowed, but Brianna continued, undeterred.
BRIANNA RISSI: “You've been all about education these days, haven't you? ”[Brianna's tone was mocking, her gaze unwavering] Well, let me educate you on something. How do you think Malice felt when I knocked her out earlier this week? Because I can tell you, it wasn't pleasant. I can tell you that it was EASY to just drop her like she was fodder. If you're her teacher or whatever you call yourself these days, then what's stopping me from doing the EXACT same thing to you at Aftermath and putting you on your arse and embarrassing you? Huh?”
Brianna cut Ana off, stepping closer again, her sharp features narrowing in.
BRIANNA RISSI: “This isn't 2020. I’m not afraid of you, Ana. You can try all you want, but it won't change anything. I’m done playing games with you and anyone who's with you. You lost to Remi Skyfire and Naomi Banks. They beat you and you ran away. While you were gone, I beat the SHIT out of Remi Skyfire and Naomi Banks and beat both of them. ”[Brianna laughs] While you were gone I took this place to new heights. I held this place up on my back. So all the shit you spin about that doesn't fly anymore. You're all about education? Well I just educated you, bitch.”
The tenor between them grew larger as the tension on both of their faces became more and more evident. Somnia’s demeanor soon softens, though, a halfhearted grin overtaking her lips. There’s no laugh preceding it, but when she speaks her voice has that tinge to it you would hear were words to follow laughter.
“You are not afraid of me?” she asks rhetorically. “This is fine. This is foolish, but this is fine. You are welcome to not fear me. You are not first to do so and you likely will not be last to do so. Nonetheless you have made same fatal mistake, same lapse in judgment as they have. You do not fear me, сука?” Chuckling lightly, Ana advances until she is offset and adjacent to Brianna, shoulder-to-shoulder. “You should. You really should.”
With this, Somnia stares stoically at Brianna for a moment. She then cracks a sinister smirk and saunters off, disappearing out of view. Once she is gone into the distance, Brianna Rissi sighs loudly, shakes her head, and struts off in the opposite direction.
Her long, vibrant pink hair cascaded over one shoulder, glinting under the backstage lighting as she moved with a graceful, self-assured confident stride. In her right hand, she held a smartphone, its screen casting a faint glow that contrasted with backstage area's illumination. Around her neck, a layered necklace with a delicate cross pendant shimmered subtly as she softly turned her head.
Soon, something outside our frame usurps her attention. Her eyes glue to the off-screen figure and she squares her body to them, as if expecting confrontation beyond a merely verbal capacity. Despite the audience’s noted vocal support of Rissi, there is a surprisingly hefty eruption of support in honor of the woman who now steps into our field of view: EHWF Hall of Famer ANA SOMNIA.
The Last Empress is clad mainly in her ring gear for her match: a pair of arterial red boots with azure laces and trim, as well as arterial red knee pads. She, too, wears an azure pair of wet-look high-rise hipsters with arterial red trim and accenting to match her boots, as well as white tape around both wrists with dorsal crosses. On her torso, the Huntress wears a white wrestling top with a plunging neckline, made of what seems like leather on the outside with azure trim and arterial red accenting, as well as gold laces hanging untied from either side. Atop this, she presently dons a black cutoff SOMNIA x NO KNOWN PREDATORS sweatshirt.
Once the crowd volume decrescendos, Rissi and Somnia exchange brief once-overs. After another moment of quiet and internal deliberation between both women, it is the Pound-for-Pound Most Potent Professional Athlete on the Planet who breaks said silence.
“This is… most disappointing,” hisses the Huntress. “I had expected more of you, сука. I had truly believed you would uphold your end of arrangement. This was all supposed to be in effort to definitively answer question. This was all supposed to be about competition. But nyet. You have decided to stick your nose where it does not belong.” Somnia narrows her eyes and shakes her head. “Because you have done this, Brianna Rissi, I must take that nose, da? I must take that nose from you.” Ana aggressively points toward Bri’s nose for emphasis. “You were supposed to have been better than this.”
Brianna looks Ana up and down with a hint of exhaustion on her face, her eyes heavy and shoulders slightly slumped. She shakes her head slowly, a look of pure disappointment etched into her features as she glares at Ana. Her lips press into a thin line, and her eyebrows draw together in a stern, disapproving expression. Brianna looks disinterested as she folds her arms across her chest, her fingers tapping impatiently against her biceps. She lets out a long, exasperated sigh, her breath escaping in a huff, not reacting to Ana's gesture in her face. The air between them is thick with tension, Brianna's cold demeanor a sharp contrast to Ana's more passionate demeanor.
BRIANNA RISSI: “I don't know what you were expecting, you fucking moron. Last time I checked it was your brainless little rat who put her hands on me first, so don't go walking around here all high and mighty like you wouldn't have done the exact same thing I did.” [Brianna smirks] For all I know, maybe you're really actually scared to face me one on one and you told your minion to try and soften me up...”
Brianna smirks and lets out a laugh as she dips her wide mirrored sunglasses to look at Ana with a glare.
BRIANNA RISSI: “I'll admit, I was kinda expecting more out of someone trained by the 'great' Ana Somnia but I kinda just dropped her like a sack of shit.” [Brianna laughs at the thought of Malice going down to the Rissi Roundhouse] Well I guess I was wrong, huh? You wanna go on about all this spirit of competition crap and taking my nose and smacking me around? That's great, but don't make me go through all this bullshit first. If you wanna fight then let's fight. Lets just get to Aftermath where I can beat you into a bloody pulp and then use your lifeless body to mop up your blood from the canvas. ENOUGH talk now, Ana. You wanna talk about noses, well keep yours outta my business, you fuckin' dribbling scumbag...”
Somnia studies Rissi silently for a moment before taking a couple of very small steps forward.
“I do not know to which shortcoming I should bring your attention first,” she says scathingly. “First and foremost, ребенок, I do not possess intentions to smack you around, as you say. Nyet. This violence coming your way, this is not domestic in nature. This is more akin to you, so drastically out of your depth, building your Tower of Babel intending to strike at god. So this is not smacking you around, this is smacking you down.” Somnia’s upper lip curls in disgust, disdain radiating from her pores. “Beyond this, глупая сука? You can rest assured, had I known you would have been foolish enough to show your face at Forge, I would have been there to greet you… I would have been there to greet you by kicking stupid smirk through back of your skull. But nyet, I could not have known you would have been so suicidal to do this.” Ana shrugs lacking amusement. “If you are not careful, сука, your actions will return to haunt you. If you would like to even make it to Aftermath, you would be best served by keeping these thoughts to yourself.”
Brianna's eyes scanned Ana from head to toe, her gaze heavy with a mixture of boredom and irritation. She let out a slow, deliberate sigh, her shoulders sagging slightly while she grinned and shook her head, taking a step closer to Ana.
BRIANNA RISSI: “Really, Ana?” [Brianna said, her voice laced with irritation] Do you think your threats scare me? Because they don't. Not one bit. Talk all the smack you want. Dribble all the Russian out of your mouth that you can. It doesn't change a damn thing.”
Ana's eyes narrowed, but Brianna continued, undeterred.
BRIANNA RISSI: “You've been all about education these days, haven't you? ”[Brianna's tone was mocking, her gaze unwavering] Well, let me educate you on something. How do you think Malice felt when I knocked her out earlier this week? Because I can tell you, it wasn't pleasant. I can tell you that it was EASY to just drop her like she was fodder. If you're her teacher or whatever you call yourself these days, then what's stopping me from doing the EXACT same thing to you at Aftermath and putting you on your arse and embarrassing you? Huh?”
Brianna cut Ana off, stepping closer again, her sharp features narrowing in.
BRIANNA RISSI: “This isn't 2020. I’m not afraid of you, Ana. You can try all you want, but it won't change anything. I’m done playing games with you and anyone who's with you. You lost to Remi Skyfire and Naomi Banks. They beat you and you ran away. While you were gone, I beat the SHIT out of Remi Skyfire and Naomi Banks and beat both of them. ”[Brianna laughs] While you were gone I took this place to new heights. I held this place up on my back. So all the shit you spin about that doesn't fly anymore. You're all about education? Well I just educated you, bitch.”
The tenor between them grew larger as the tension on both of their faces became more and more evident. Somnia’s demeanor soon softens, though, a halfhearted grin overtaking her lips. There’s no laugh preceding it, but when she speaks her voice has that tinge to it you would hear were words to follow laughter.
“You are not afraid of me?” she asks rhetorically. “This is fine. This is foolish, but this is fine. You are welcome to not fear me. You are not first to do so and you likely will not be last to do so. Nonetheless you have made same fatal mistake, same lapse in judgment as they have. You do not fear me, сука?” Chuckling lightly, Ana advances until she is offset and adjacent to Brianna, shoulder-to-shoulder. “You should. You really should.”
With this, Somnia stares stoically at Brianna for a moment. She then cracks a sinister smirk and saunters off, disappearing out of view. Once she is gone into the distance, Brianna Rissi sighs loudly, shakes her head, and struts off in the opposite direction.
Katelyn De La Vega enters through the curtains, stepping out on the stage as her theme, “Hero” by Victorious plays. Attired for combat, she looks more fierce and determined than ever. It was not with a friendly smile on her face but an intense stare of purpose. She raises her championship high to the rousing cheer of fans in attendance, chanting her initials, K.D.V, over and over. It is that same purpose that moves her feet forward and to the ring. She enters by pulling herself onto the apron using the ropes, then pushes them down to step over them and enter. This time she does not need to be handed a microphone, pulling it from a belt loop on the rear of her tights. Slowly she brings it to her lips, her nerves not even factoring as she leans more into anger at remembering what had happened at the last event.
KDV: Age of the fall! How surprised were you to find out that the meek little rookie wasn’t as meek or little as you believed? I stand out here ready to do combat with someone who has every right to face me in this ring tonight. Joanna Nelson is my challenger, not any of you.
She turns to face the archway, a champion standing tall with the hardest of glares trained on those black curtains.
KDV: Misty failed to achieve the glory you are desperate for and that none of you could take by force from me as a team working in numbers. Try me again! I. DARE. YOU!
The flaring of her nostrils with each hard breath passing through them show just how angered by the event she still is when remembering it.
KDV: I think I’ll take that baseball bat of yours and shove it straight up your rectum so far that people could read what brand it is when it bursts the teeth out of your mouth from the back of your throat!
She then steps back from the edge of the ring to the center, taking a moment to collect herself and regain some composure.
KDV: Joanna Nelson, let’s have our match and make it an amazing one for these people and if the Age of the Fall comes out again, I hope you’ll stand beside me in making them regret that choice.
Kate turns the mic off and hands it to a ring attendant through the ropes before assuming her corner, crouching down and waiting for her opponent to appear. Ms. De La Vega takes this time to focus herself and find that calm center within to ready herself for what comes next…
We cut to ringside where Patricia Downs is waiting with a mic.
Patricia Downs: This following contest tonight is a set for one single fall and it’s for the EHWF Showtime Championship!
We get a close up of Katelyn warming up and holding her EHWF Showtime Championship belt up as she’s already in the ring.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Already in the ring tonight… She is the EHWF Showtime Champion… Katelyn De La Vega!
Butterflies by GAYLE kicks in as the fans are cheering Joanna Penkzee-Nelson as the fans are cheering for her. Out comes Joanna as she comes out of the back. She waves at some of the fans that are cheering for her and gives them fist bumps before rolling into the ring and warming up.
Patricia Downs: And her opponent tonight… The Challenger… Joanna Penkzee-Nelson!
DING DING DING
Match #2: Katelyn DeLaVega (c) vs. Joanna Penkzee-Nelson
The bell rings, and Katelyn DeLaVega and Joanna Penkzee-Nelson approach the center of the ring, exchanging a respectful nod. They lock up, and Katelyn's superior strength quickly becomes evident as she shoves Joanna back into the corner. The referee calls for a clean break, and Katelyn obliges, stepping back with a confident smile. Joanna shakes it off and circles Katelyn, looking for an opening. She darts in, going for a quick arm drag, but Katelyn plants her feet and doesn't budge! Joanna tries again but Katelyn is far too big and heavy and Katelyn easily sends Joanna sprawling across the ring with a toss! Joanna is up and Katelyn with a short lariat sends Joanna crashing right back down!
Alexander Corvis: Joanna is fiery and spicy but Katelyn just WAY too powerful as the crashes Joanna down into the mat with authority!
Maddie Murdock: Just look at the sheer power, size, speed and strength of Katelyn De La Vega! Why on Earth would ANYONE ambush this absolute force?!
Joanna is up and ducks a swing and snaps a kick into Katelyn’s legs! She snaps another and another! She snaps a kick into her ribs! Katelyn swings! Joanna ducks and snaps another into her leg, trying to chop her down! Seizing the moment, Joanna hits the ropes and comes back with a running knee strike, but Katelyn catches her mid-air. With a display of immense power, Katelyn transitions Joanna into a fallaway slam, launching her across the ring! Joanna crashes hard and rolls to the corner, trying to regain her bearings as the fans go WILD!
Alexander Corvis: A nice one on one respectful contest between these two stars here tonight but KDV clearly has the upper hand here tonight as the champ looks to retain here!
Maddie Murdock: Joanna not giving up though! She’s getting slammed around like a rag doll but she’s refusing to stop!
Katelyn is relentless, closing the distance with a series of powerful right hands to the midsection! She pulls Joanna up, lifting her effortlessly into a military press! The fans go WILD! Katelyn parades around the ring, showcasing her strength before dropping Joanna face-first onto the mat. Joanna clutches her midsection, clearly winded from the impact! Not giving Joanna any time to recover, Katelyn yanks her up again and whips her into the ropes! As Joanna rebounds, Katelyn catches her with a devastating belly to belly that shakes the ring. The crowd gasps at the sheer force of the move as the ring shakes!
Alexander Corvis: HUGE slam! Joanna was building something trying to work on Katelyn’s joins with skilled strikes but Katelyn just powering through everything!
Maddie Murdock: And that raw strength just CRUSHING the much smaller Joanna!
Katelyn lifts Joanna up and sets her up for a vertical suplex, holding her in the air for several seconds before crashing down. Joanna writhes in pain, but Katelyn is already on her feet, dragging Joanna up again! This time, Joanna is able to get a double knee in on Katelyn’s face to get some desperate distance! Joanna runs up and gets an impressive running boot into Katelyn’s head! Katelyn shakes her head, a hint of admiration in her eyes, before come off of the boot and LEVELING Joanna with a monster lariat that sends her doing a 360 in the air! Joanna gets up and stumbles to her feet as Katelyn plants a big right hand into Joanna’s midsection! Joanna goes down and coughs up on the canvas as she can’t move! The ref checks her as she coughs up again and Katelyn looks worried! The fans are in shock at the power of one simple punch from Katelyn. Katelyn looks at her fist then down at Joanna as she puts her hands out at the ref calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Joanna Penkzee-Nelson is unable to continue… Therefore… Your winner tonight and… STILL… the EHWF Showtime Champion… Katelyn De La Vega!
Alexander Corvis: Katelyn De La Vega with another huge defence here tonight with a dominant win over Joanna Penkzee Nelson! She just keep impressing!
Maddie Murdock: KDV is gonna be something incredible here on Chaos, Alexander as she just keep going from win to win and is finally starting to find her groove here in EHWF!
Katelyn De La Vega helps the hurt Joanna up and puts her in the corner as she checks on her with the ref! Suddenly Katelyn’s ear twitches and she stands up straight! She turns around and spots Misty Vega, Roxanne and Jay Reynolds jumping the barricade! They stop in their tracks, shocked that Katelyn spotted them!
Alexander Corvis: Oh SHIT! It’s The Age of Fall and they’re back to finish the job they started with Katelyn!!
Maddie Murdock: Anyone who has gold seems to be a target for Age of Fall but Katelyn has spotted them and they look shocked!
Katelyn picks up Joanna and puts her in the other corner and sits her down to safety. Katelyn tells Age of Fall to come at her! Misty Vega slides in! Katelyn drops her with a right! Jay Reynolds runs in! Katelyn ducks him and drops him with a right hand! Roxanne uses this opportunity to come from behind and hits Katelyn in the back with her own EHWF Showtime Championship belt! The fans go NUTS!
Alexander Corvis: Belt to the back! Big shot as Katelyn fights off THREE members of Age of Fall!
Maddie Murdock: I think Roxanne just fucked up… AGAIN!
Katelyn winces a little but the belt doesn’t have much of an effect on her huge back! Roxanne backs up, terrified of Katelyn who advances on her! Katelyn snatches the belt and tosses it aside! She goes to grab Roxanne but Jay and Misty drag her out of the ring to safety as they back up the ramp and the fans boo!
Alexander Corvis: Roxanne taken to safety as Age of Fall with ANOTHER attempted ambush on Katelyn De La Vega!
Maddie Murdock: I think these 3 are doing the right thing because Katelyn was about to lo…!
Katelyn SMACKS the mat and shakes the ring with dust billowing out from under it! Katelyn lets out a ROAR that shocks the fans as The Age of Fall back up the ramp looking SHOOK!
Maddie Murdock: OH… SHIT!
Katelyn looks out at the three who back up the ramp to the stage as she holds her belt up and her music hits before we cut backstage.
Between matches we find ourselves in the backstage area to focus on the door to the Insidious locker room. A couple of seconds pass before the door opens and Aaron Frederick Hudson walks out in a black three piece suit. On top of his head is a black fedora with a red leather band wrapped around it/ On his hand is a large gold and sapphire signet ring. Seeing the camera guy there the leader of Insidious flashes a grin before starting to speak.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: From Chaos comes Order and from Order comes Chaos. You may remember the words that were spoken last Monday Night Mass Murder. If not I will get back to that in a moment.
Aaron reaches up to shift the fedora back so his eyes are a bit easier to see.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: Earlier tonight we saw the longest reigning champion in EHWF history Sujir Thorn team up with Griffin Hawkins in a match against the Brothers of Balance. As we all know Griffin is the number one contender for Sujir's EHWF Extreme Championship. A championship that Insidious' big man has held for 413 days.
There is a momentary pause as Aaron lets an amused smirk crosses his lips.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: Moving on we come to later tonight when my wife Lu Chen faces off against Ana Somnia in a first time ever match. Given that Ana is an EHWF Hall of Famer as well as a former EHWF World Champion, 2 time EHWF Global Champion, 2 time EHWF Tag Team Champion. It also isn't a huge surprise to anyone that Ana is trying to become the first 3 time EHWF Global Champion. However, it would be remiss of me to forget that another EHWF Hall of Famer and former EHWF Global Champion Brianna Rissi will be sitting in as the guest commentator.
With a slight chuckle Aaron pauses for a second before continuing on.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: Now if you are new to Chaos programming and don't know the history between Ana and Briana you can be forgiven. For those folks, the simplest thing to say is these two women want to kill each other. Toss in the fact that both want to become the one to take the EHWF Global Championship from Casey Holliday and things are a bit combustible between them. Which given how the last time things went when these two were in the same spot I fully expect there to be some fireworks during the match. A match where my wife will do whatever she can to pick up the win.
A look of thoughtful amusement crosses Aaron's lips as he lets his words sink in before he continues on.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: Yet, the question is where does that leave me? Oh to be completely honest I will be back in the ring soon enough folks. I am sure Mr. Wesley will ensure that my next match will be an interesting one. Though that is a problem for future me to worry about isn't it? However, there is a matter that does need immediate attention.
Aaron leans forward slightly as he lifts a hand up, the light catching off the sapphire of his ring, and examines his fingertips while he lets a bit of tension build in the air.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: On the April 21st, 2024 edition of Mass Murder there was a message sent by Insidious to the roster. Admittedly, it was a bit unclear and that is on me. However, let's be completely transparent for a moment. Insidious is here to stay in EHWF and has become embedded in the company's history. As such we come to a period where some changes are in the works with some pending organization changes in various stages of development. One such change is that Insidious is looking to invite new members to the ranks. In fact, while it is a limited time invitation, you have until the end of the next Chaos to make your move. After all, Aftermath is around the corner and that is likely to change many things around the EHWF.
Lowering his hand Aaron tilts his head as the fans make a particularly loud cheer at something happening in the arena. Once the cheering calms down Aaron continues speaking.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: To simplify things. Insidious is looking for new blood as part of a series of organizational changes. The invitation to join is open until the end of the next Chaos. After that, well I can't promise what will happen to you. With that being said you can seek either myself or Astryd Thorn should you want more details on joining the ranks.
With these words spoken Aaron reaches up to lift the fedora from his head as he leans forward so that his face is clearly framed in the camera.
Aaron Frederick Hudson: Insidious is about to enter a new era and let's just say it is time that the battlelines are clearly drawn. Now without further ado, I have to go finish helping my wife prepare for her upcoming match.
Aaron stares into the camera for a moment before leaning back as he returns the fedora to his head. Once there he brushes his hands down his sides seemingly to get some wrinkles out of the fabric before reaching back to open the door to the Insidious locker room. As Aaron steps into the room there is a brief glimpse of a shadow boxing Lu Chen before the door closes. The camera holds on the Insidious logo for a couple of seconds before fading to black.
We cut to ringside where Patricia Downs is waiting with a mic.
Patricia Downs: This following contest is set for one fall!
"Don't Know Down" by Shatterglass begins to play throughout the arena and a few seconds later, Jay Reynolds makes his way out. He's all smiles as he stands on top of the stage, adjusting his jacket while he looks out towards the crowd. He holds two fingers up on both hands up in the air, causing pyro the go off. After the pyro goes off, he drops his hands to his side and makes his way towards the ring. Once he reaches the ring, he walks around, and climbs onto the apron. He faces the crowd and holds his arms out, the smile on his face is replaced by a grin. He enters the ring, walking over to a turnbuckle, climbs to the second rope, looking around then points at himself, mouthing that it's his time now, the grin still on his face. He climbs down, takes his jacket off, and tosses it to the outside. Jay bounces on his feet for a few seconds, getting himself into the zone then leans against the turnbuckle.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Being accompanied by Roxanne… Jay Reynolds!
The lights go out. 'Bad' by Royal Deluxe begins to play. A single spotlight shines over the entrance. Inside the spotlight Isis has her back turned to the camera. She turns around. Flexes. Holds her pose for a couple of seconds. Then she saunters down to the ring with the spotlights following her. Upon reaching the ring she walks up the ring steps, walks across the apron. She signals for the referee to come over to open the ropes. The ref obliges. She walks to the center of the ring, awaiting her are three full length mirrors. The lights in the arena come alive. Isis turns around to look at herself in the mirror. She flexes to her hearts content admiring what a physical specimen she is. She turns around, drops to the mat, performs push ups in a manner where she is simply showing off. Isis walks over to the turnbuckle, she leans back as she watches people remove the mirrors from the ring. She remains there until the match starts.
Patricia Downs: And next up… His opponent tonight… Being accompanied by one half of the EHWF World Tag Team Champions… Nephthys… She is the God of Destruction… The other half of the EHWF World Tag Team Champions… ISIS!
DING DING DING
Match #3: ISIS vs. Jay Reynolds
The bell rings, and ISIS wastes no time, charging at Jay Reynolds with a fierce determination. Jay barely has time to react before ISIS tackles him to the mat with a powerful spear. She mounts him, raining down a series of devastating punches. Jay tries to cover up, but ISIS's relentless assault leaves him defenseless. Jay manages to push ISIS off and scrambles to his feet, but ISIS is right there, lifting him off the ground with a display of her immense strength! She slams him back down with a thunderous belly-to-belly suplex, sending shockwaves through the ring. Jay groans in pain, clutching his back!
Alexander Corvis: You saw ISIS at the start of the show try and find ALL the members of Age of Fall and HUNT them down for what they did to her sister! We can see Nephthys leg and shoulder all wrapped up from that attack from Age of Fall last week!!
Maddie Murdock: ISIS and Nephthys… Katelyn De La Vega… It seems anyone with gold is a target for Age of Fall but they’ve definitely picked the most difficult people to mess with as ISIS just DESTROYS Jay Reynolds right now! This is VENGANCE!
ISIS doesn't give him a moment to recover. She hauls Jay up and whips him into the corner with such force that he bounces off and staggers back towards her. ISIS catches him and lifts him high into the air in a military press, showing off her power to the crowd. She holds him there for a few seconds before dropping him face-first onto the mat. Jay writhes in agony, trying to crawl towards the ropes. ISIS steps on his back, pressing him into the mat and making it clear she's in complete control. She lifts him again, this time into a bear hug, squeezing with such intensity that Jay's face contorts in pain. He desperately tries to pry her arms apart, but ISIS's grip is unyielding.
Alexander Corvis: ISIS is a freaking powerhouse! She’s not letting up! Look at how PISSED she is for them messing with her sister!
Maddie Murdock: Just raw power and aggression from one of the best if not THE best fighters on the planet tonight!
From the outside, Roxanne screams at Jay to fight back. Seeing Jay in trouble, she climbs onto the apron, looking to interfere. Before she can do anything, Nephthys charges over and yanks Roxanne off the apron, sending her crashing to the floor. Nephthys stands over Roxanne, making sure she doesn't get involved again! Back in the ring, ISIS releases the bear hug and lets Jay drop to the mat like a ragdoll! She drags him to his feet and whips him into the ropes. On the rebound, she catches him with a spine-shattering powerslam, the impact echoing through the arena. ISIS stands over Jay, her expression a mix of anger and determination!
Alexander Corvis: Jay came into this one with a job to do and he looked promising early on but that sheer rage from ISIS is leading her to PUNISH him!
Maddie Murdock: He’s turning into a sacrifice for The Age of Fall right now! I mean these guys are lucky they even got away from The God of Destruction at the start of the damn night!
Jay tries to roll out of the ring to escape, but ISIS grabs his leg and pulls him back to the center. She lifts him up for a vertical suplex, holding him in the air for a few moments before crashing him down with authority! Jay's body arches in pain as he hits the mat and the fans go WILD! ISIS isn't done yet. She pulls Jay up one more time, hoisting him onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry position. She walks around the ring, showcasing her strength before transitioning into a vicious Death Valley driver, planting Jay in the center of the ring! Jay lies motionless, the punishment clearly taking its toll! ISIS stands tall, looking down at him with a sense of justice served for Nephthys. The crowd roars in approval, fully behind ISIS's dominating performance as the match continues, the outcome all but certain.
Alexander Corvis: Shit! That’s enough! That’s it! Jay Reynolds has had enough!
Maddie Murdock: ISIS has used Jay to send a message to the rest of The Age of Fall!
ISIS covers but pulls his arm up, sending a message she wants to punish Age of Fall for what they did to Nephthys! ISIS slides out of the ring and throws Roxanne into the barricade then drags Jay by his leg over to the ring post and slams his shin into the ring post! Jay screams in pain! She does it a second time and Jay is in pain! ISIS gets back in the ring and stomps on Jay’s shin a few times as the ref warns her! ISIS shakes her head and points out at Nephthys then PLANTS Jay with Welcome to Dystopia (One handed powerbomb) as the fans go WILD! ISIS flexes as she puts her boot on his chest!
1…
2…
3!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: Here is your winner… One half of the EHWF World Tag Team Champions… The God of Destruction… ISIS!
Alexander Corvis: This was BRUTAL! ISIS just RUTHLESS as she absolutely destroyed Jay Reynolds and gets her revenge! That was tough to watch!
Maddie Murdock: If you play stupid games, you get stupid prizes! Age of Fall might be targeting all the Champions but it’s not working out the way they thought!
Suddenly, Dan Anderson and Misty Vega come out on the stage, one with a lead pipe and the other with a steel chair! ISIS slides out of the ring to the bottom of the ramp and puts Nephthys behind her! Suddenly, the trap is in motion! Jacob jumps the guard rail behind ISIS and he has a Singapore cane! Roxanne has her black baseball bat and suddenly, ISIS and Nephthys are surrounded!
Alexander Corvis: Shit! Here we go! ANOTHER ambush and they got ISIS surrounded with Nephthys! The tables have turned!
Maddie Murdock: Not gonna be easy for ISIS if she’s gotta protect the injured Nephthys as well!!
They slowly advance on ISIS and Nephthys from the back and the front! The fans are going NUTS but the crowd goes BERSERK when Katelyn De La Vega’s music HITS! The crowd goes wild! Katelyn comes out on the stage and drags the EHWF Showtime Championship behind her! The Age of Fall stop in their tracks!
Alexander Corvis: Katelyn De La Vega! Katelyn De La Vega! She’s here!
Maddie Murdock: Another of Age of Fall’s targets is coming out to even the odds!
Dan and Misty jump the strobe lights and escape into the crowd! Roxanne and Jacob jump the barricade and also make an escape as Katelyn walks up to ISIS and Nephthys.
Alexander Corvis: Katelyn coming out here and The Age of Fall just high tailed it out of here! There’s NO way they could take both ISIS and Katelyn!
Maddie Murdock: If there were two people on this planet I wouldn’t piss off it’s Katelyn De La Vega and ISIS!
ISIS and Katelyn look at each other for a moment before Dan Anderson grabs a mic up in the stands.
Dan Anderson: All right! All right! You guys might get away with it tonight but I went and saw Wes Kendrick after ISIS’s little fucking meltdown at the start of the night and demanded compensation for her backstage attack!
The fans BOO Dan Anderson as the women back on the ramp look out up in the crowd at The Age of Fall!
Dan Anderson: Wes Kendrick has already accepted my idea! It’s gonna be… Dan Anderson & Jacob Letoa & Misty Vega taking on ISIS & Nephthys & Katelyn De La Vega in 6 person tag team action… The only catch is that BOTH the EHWF World Tag Team Championships and the EHWF Showtime Championship will be on the line! Ha-Ha!
Alexander Corvis: WHAT?! Is this asshole serious?
Maddie Murdock: The Age of Fall continuing to slither around Chaos!
ISIS, Nephthys and Katelyn continue to look on as the fans go wild. We fade out to a commercial as the scene ends with that image.
We arrive back at the ring area, where we find Patricia Downs waiting with a microphone.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “The following contest is a singles contest scheduled for ONE FALL...”
The lights flicker as a loud gong sounds. The opening notes of "I Like It" by Lacuna Coil begin to play as the flickering stops.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “The following contest is a singles contest scheduled for ONE FALL...”
The lights flicker as a loud gong sounds. The opening notes of "I Like It" by Lacuna Coil begin to play as the flickering stops.
From behind the back steps Lu Chen, in a black and gold kimono, who has her head bowed and arms folded in front of her. She starts down the ramp slowly as if she were a Buddhist monk.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “Introducing first... Hailing from and fighting out of MOBILE, ALABAMA... She stands at FIVE feet and FOUR inches tall, weighing in at ONE hundred and THIRTY-FIVE pounds… Introducing KYUUBI...”
“LLLUUU CCCHHHEEENNN...”
“HHHUUUDDDSSSOOONNN!”
At halfway down the ramp Lu Chen throws her head up and tosses off the kimono in a theatrical gesture revealing the red with silver lotus stitched pants and matching tanktop. While the kimono hits ground Lu Chen runs the rest of the way to the ramp and jump slides under the bottom rope. She quickly stands up and walks to the center of the ring where she lifts her arms. She slowly lowers her arms which causes lotus petals to fall over the fans.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “And her opponent...”
PATRICIA DOWNS: “And her opponent...”
YOU MAKE ME VICIOUS!
WATCH AS I MAKE THE PAIN MY MISTRESS!
YOU CAN CALL ME MISS MALICIOUS,
I'LL DRESS YOU UP IN STITCHES;
NO, I CANNOT RESIST THIS!
WATCH AS I MAKE THE PAIN MY MISTRESS!
YOU CAN CALL ME MISS MALICIOUS,
I'LL DRESS YOU UP IN STITCHES;
NO, I CANNOT RESIST THIS!
“Vicious” by Halestorm kicking through the P.A. demands the attention of every fan in Ball Arena as an enveloping arterial red lighting overwhelms the entire venue. Pandemonium courses through the capacity crowd while a thick fog pervades the entrance stage, emphasizing the foreboding atmosphere. As Lzzy Hale's throaty, powerful vocals continue over the band’s harsh guitars and a vibrant white flashing light overtakes the arena, the Devil Herself saunters through the curtain and steps into the ominous mise-en-scène before her with the Russian flag draped over her back, her head bowed forward. She is flanked on either side by the members of the Somnia Camp in official branded gear.
ANA SOMNIA dons a pair of arterial red boots with azure laces and trim, as well as arterial red knee pads. She, too, wears an azure pair of wet-look high-rise hipsters with arterial red trim and accenting to match her boots, as well as white tape around both wrists with dorsal crosses. Above all of this, the Huntress wears a white wrestling top with a plunging neckline, made of what seems like leather on the outside with arterial red trim and accenting, as well as azure laces hanging untied from either side. The Russian Coat of Arms is emblazoned upon her top, just below her left strap. To consummate her ensemble, Ana boasts a cropped black leather biker jacket closed most of the way, WCAFC written across the back in arterial red as if it had been clawed into the material.
She lifts her head and lifts the flag up behind her while straightening her arms out to either side, making the flag more rigid and visible for a moment. As Ana hops back and forth between her toes, she releases the flag behind her; the two Russian members of her coaching contingent catch the flag before it can reach the ground, taking the time to fold it before holding it tightly with pride. Briefly, Somnia turns around and individually thanks and bids farewell to her coaches, each of whom offers her one final selection of words of wisdom: ABRAM OLIVEIRA, ANATOLY MEDVEDEV, ARTEM IVANOV, SAMAK VIRAVAIDYA, SORA YUTANI, SUNAN FANG.
When she turns back toward the ring, the arterial red lipstick on Ana’s lips appears even more disdainful and sinister as those lips twist into a malicious sneer. She allows her malevolent gaze to glide from one side of the venue to the other before returning her focus to center, settling her vision on the ring on the far end of the entrance ramp. Ana tilts her chin upward and draws sharp breath through her nose while twitching her upper lip in animalistic resent, baring her white MMA mouthguard—one which is inscribed in arterial red with the Russian word БЕССПОРНЫЙ for Undisputed—to the fans, soon bowing her head forward and nefariously glaring up through her furrowed brow at her theater of war ahead.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “Hailing from MOSCOW, RUSSIA and fighting out of DENVER, COLORADO...”
The crowd roars to life in the odd cheer in support of Somnia’s choice of home.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “Representing W.C.A. FIGHT CLUB... She stands at FIVE feet and FIVE inches tall, weighing in at ONE hundred and THIRTY-FIVE pounds… She enters tonight’s contest with TEN wins by way of SUBMISSION and SIX by way of STOPPAGE... Introducing the EHWF HALL OF FAMER... She is the DEVIL HERSELF... The WAR WHISPERER... The UNDISPUTED...”
“AAAANNNNAAAA...”
“...THE LAST EMPRESS...”
“SSSOOOMMMNNNIIIAAA!”
The Undisputed then stomps down the ring to ringside, confidence pouring out of every imperious movement she makes. Once she reaches the foot of the entrance ramp, Somnia struts to the bottom of the steel stairs leading up to the ring apron. Hopping up and down on her toes, Somnia shadow boxes for a moment or two and then lowers her arms to a more defensive stance, where she sharply cocks her head side-to-side to loudly crack her neck. She draws breath through her nose and looks up at the top of the ring post ahead. Nodding to herself, Ana rolls her shoulders back and seems, for a moment, to savor the out-of-ordinary support in honor tonight.
She hastens up the stairs with purpose and ventures out about halfway across the apron nearest the ramp. Sneering as she looks out on the crowd one more time, Somnia scrapes the bottoms of her boots against the apron. She rips open her jacket with a hand pulling apart on either side and leans back on the top rope with her arms stretched on either side of her, flexing her chiseled abdomen in this pose. Accomplishing this feat in one fluid motion, Somnia once again bares her mouthguard, running her tongue against the ridges of the inscription.
After smirking proudly for a moment, the Huntress suddenly peels off of the top rope and hastens toward the corner, hopping up and swinging her leg over the top rope and into the ring to sit upon the top turnbuckle as if it were the top of the cage at the end of an MMA fight. She once again bares her mouthpiece to the audience while roaring imperiously and rolling her shoulders while she hoists her imperiously wound fists overhead. She roars like the triumphant ruler of an animal kingdom in the wild after vanquishing a contender to the throne. A moment later, she nods her head with a self-amused cackle humming beneath.
Subsequently, Slavic Steel slides back down to her feet inside of the squared circle and jogs in a circle around the interior of the ring for two full laps, eyes glued to her opposition in her corner. Soon, Ana Somnia arrives in her own corner, where she backs her way against the turnbuckles. Here, she bounces back-first off of them and takes a step or two forward, where she stretches out, limbers up, and soon champs at the bit to get this fight started. One last time, she sharply cocks her head to either side, cracking her neck loudly enough for the official to hear it a few feet away as the War Whisperer impatiently glares up at her intended victim, awaiting the opening bell. Said referee checks with Lu Chen before confirming Somnia’s readiness, and once both sides have acknowledged the official, they call for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!
ANA SOMNIA dons a pair of arterial red boots with azure laces and trim, as well as arterial red knee pads. She, too, wears an azure pair of wet-look high-rise hipsters with arterial red trim and accenting to match her boots, as well as white tape around both wrists with dorsal crosses. Above all of this, the Huntress wears a white wrestling top with a plunging neckline, made of what seems like leather on the outside with arterial red trim and accenting, as well as azure laces hanging untied from either side. The Russian Coat of Arms is emblazoned upon her top, just below her left strap. To consummate her ensemble, Ana boasts a cropped black leather biker jacket closed most of the way, WCAFC written across the back in arterial red as if it had been clawed into the material.
She lifts her head and lifts the flag up behind her while straightening her arms out to either side, making the flag more rigid and visible for a moment. As Ana hops back and forth between her toes, she releases the flag behind her; the two Russian members of her coaching contingent catch the flag before it can reach the ground, taking the time to fold it before holding it tightly with pride. Briefly, Somnia turns around and individually thanks and bids farewell to her coaches, each of whom offers her one final selection of words of wisdom: ABRAM OLIVEIRA, ANATOLY MEDVEDEV, ARTEM IVANOV, SAMAK VIRAVAIDYA, SORA YUTANI, SUNAN FANG.
When she turns back toward the ring, the arterial red lipstick on Ana’s lips appears even more disdainful and sinister as those lips twist into a malicious sneer. She allows her malevolent gaze to glide from one side of the venue to the other before returning her focus to center, settling her vision on the ring on the far end of the entrance ramp. Ana tilts her chin upward and draws sharp breath through her nose while twitching her upper lip in animalistic resent, baring her white MMA mouthguard—one which is inscribed in arterial red with the Russian word БЕССПОРНЫЙ for Undisputed—to the fans, soon bowing her head forward and nefariously glaring up through her furrowed brow at her theater of war ahead.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “Hailing from MOSCOW, RUSSIA and fighting out of DENVER, COLORADO...”
The crowd roars to life in the odd cheer in support of Somnia’s choice of home.
PATRICIA DOWNS: “Representing W.C.A. FIGHT CLUB... She stands at FIVE feet and FIVE inches tall, weighing in at ONE hundred and THIRTY-FIVE pounds… She enters tonight’s contest with TEN wins by way of SUBMISSION and SIX by way of STOPPAGE... Introducing the EHWF HALL OF FAMER... She is the DEVIL HERSELF... The WAR WHISPERER... The UNDISPUTED...”
“AAAANNNNAAAA...”
“...THE LAST EMPRESS...”
“SSSOOOMMMNNNIIIAAA!”
The Undisputed then stomps down the ring to ringside, confidence pouring out of every imperious movement she makes. Once she reaches the foot of the entrance ramp, Somnia struts to the bottom of the steel stairs leading up to the ring apron. Hopping up and down on her toes, Somnia shadow boxes for a moment or two and then lowers her arms to a more defensive stance, where she sharply cocks her head side-to-side to loudly crack her neck. She draws breath through her nose and looks up at the top of the ring post ahead. Nodding to herself, Ana rolls her shoulders back and seems, for a moment, to savor the out-of-ordinary support in honor tonight.
She hastens up the stairs with purpose and ventures out about halfway across the apron nearest the ramp. Sneering as she looks out on the crowd one more time, Somnia scrapes the bottoms of her boots against the apron. She rips open her jacket with a hand pulling apart on either side and leans back on the top rope with her arms stretched on either side of her, flexing her chiseled abdomen in this pose. Accomplishing this feat in one fluid motion, Somnia once again bares her mouthguard, running her tongue against the ridges of the inscription.
After smirking proudly for a moment, the Huntress suddenly peels off of the top rope and hastens toward the corner, hopping up and swinging her leg over the top rope and into the ring to sit upon the top turnbuckle as if it were the top of the cage at the end of an MMA fight. She once again bares her mouthpiece to the audience while roaring imperiously and rolling her shoulders while she hoists her imperiously wound fists overhead. She roars like the triumphant ruler of an animal kingdom in the wild after vanquishing a contender to the throne. A moment later, she nods her head with a self-amused cackle humming beneath.
Subsequently, Slavic Steel slides back down to her feet inside of the squared circle and jogs in a circle around the interior of the ring for two full laps, eyes glued to her opposition in her corner. Soon, Ana Somnia arrives in her own corner, where she backs her way against the turnbuckles. Here, she bounces back-first off of them and takes a step or two forward, where she stretches out, limbers up, and soon champs at the bit to get this fight started. One last time, she sharply cocks her head to either side, cracking her neck loudly enough for the official to hear it a few feet away as the War Whisperer impatiently glares up at her intended victim, awaiting the opening bell. Said referee checks with Lu Chen before confirming Somnia’s readiness, and once both sides have acknowledged the official, they call for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!
Match #4: Ana Somnia vs. Lu Chen Hudson
Our two bantamweights advance to the center of the ring, each light on their feet to get this one started. When Hudson cautiously reaches an arm out to gauge distance, Somnia launches a kick at her lead leg, sharply cracking at the intersection of the calf and the knee for a LEG KICK. Hudson takes a few steps backward before resetting and feigning a level change. The two size one another up for another moment before Hudson advances for an attempt at hi—LEG KICK! Even louder than the first one!
Lu Chen shakes her head and throws a few jabs in to keep at least some distance between herself and the Hall of Famer. Ana plays patient, however, and Hudson takes the opportunity to leapfrog the attempt at another kick to her leg, lunging into Ana’s midsection immediately upon her feet hitting the mat again! Hudson puts everything she has into pushing Somnia out of the center of the ring toward the corner. Somnia leans back toward her and digs her heels in, though, and the two jockey for position for a moment or two. Hudson suddenly twists her hip inside and looks for the Sweeping Judo Hip Throw known as HARAI GOSHI to take down Somnia! But no! Ana is an experienced Judoka herself and knows just how to pull free! In attempting this throw, Lu Chen accidentally exposed herself to one of Ana’s trademarks!
RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!
RUSSIAN SUPLEX!
Hudson hastens back to her feet and immediately eats a third LEG KICK upon arrival! When Ana endeavors to deliver a fourth LEG KICK, Lu Chen parries the blow! She uses this gained momentum to check an attempt at another! Hudson throws a jab in, follows with an UPPERCUT to the ribs, and finishes with a hard LEFT CROSS. Hudson throws a heavy HEAD KICK toward Ana’s skull but Ana ducks and the Last Empress is able to yank the off-balance Lu Chen off of her plant foot, flipping her into the mat with the Uchi Mata she calls the THROW OF THE QUEENS!
Alexander Corvis: BRUTAL! Ana Somnia knows she’s got the one on one with Brianna Rissi coming up and Brianna Rissi is right here watching on intently!
Maddie Murdock: Brianna Rissi is watching Ana carefully as she takes it o Lu Chen!
Dropping into Side Control, Somnia immediately gets to work on trying to pass inside Hudson’s near leg to advance to a Half-Mount. Hudson is no slouch in her ground game, though, and defends herself well! In defending herself, though, Hudson exposes herself to a couple HAMMERFISTS and eventually an attempt at an AMERICANA! Lu Chen pries herself free and scampers back to her feet, much to the amusement of the Devil Herself. Once back on her feet as well, Ana joins Kyuubi in the middle of the ring, where the two exchange strikes back and forth!
The crowd is mixed in their support, but the women in the ring pay this no mind as the American evades a blow and lunges in for a heavy-handed left—but Somnia ducks and throws a SYSTEMA BALLISTIC STRIKE to the midsection and then a SAMBO CASTING PUNCH to create some separation. After delivering another LEG KICK, Somnia catches Hudson off-guard by lunging through for a takedown! But no! Hudson slips the GUILLOTINE CHOKE!
The crowd erupts in enthusiastic surprise before Hudson uses her positioning to deliver a SNAPPED DDT, maintaining her submission in the process! Hudson cranks back with everything she’s got but Somnia doesn’t panic! The Huntress keeps her wits about her and gets her knees below her. She then powers straight up to her feet, deadlifting her foe off of the canvas in doing so! The crowd awes at her feat of strength while Somnia fights back against the submission with one of her own!
BEAR HUG!
Alexander Corvis: Lu Chen trying to mount an offense but Somnia is all over here tonight as she sends a message to Brianna who is watching on at ringside!
Maddie Murdock: She’s trying to CRUSH Lu Chen right now!
Lu Chen does what she can to maintain her own submission until the pain is too great and she has no choice but to release her hold! This only gives Ana a better angle for torque on the snake-like hold she applies! Just when Hudson stops putting up a fight, Ana launches her into the mat with a OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! The brief delay in Hudson’s ability to get back to her feet in full control of her faculties gives Ana the opening to flatten Lu Chen with another signature maneuver!
HIGH-IMPACT NORTHERN LARIAT!
MECH-KLADENETS!
Hudson might share an MMA background with her opponent but she knows this is a professional wrestling match, making full use of the ringside area to recover by vacating the ring with haste! Somnia shakes her head with a snicker before taking her time exiting the ring, herself. Once at ringside, Somnia pursues Hudson until Hudson feels recovered enough to stop putting distance between her and her foe, digging her heels in to bring on the inevitable! The crowd applauds her fortitude as Kyuubi intercepts Somnia with a boxing combination. Somnia defends expertly but then Hudson shoots for a takedown! Somnia sprawls and defends as Hudson desperately fights back to get off of the ground. Ana shoves Hudson away and then cracks her with a signature strike!
FLYING SWITCH KNEE!
GO TO SLEEP!
The strike doesn’t land flush but is enough to stagger Hudson all the way back into the steel stairs behind her! Ana regains her composure and grabs the stumbling Hudson so she can twist around and drag her face-first into the façade of the stairs with the Reversed STO Ana calls WINTER WAS A BLESSING! Somnia now rolls Lu Chen back into the ring and climbs in after her. But Lu Chen manages to shake off the cobwebs in time to meet Ana at her feet!
JUMPING DDT!
Lu Chen remains seated for a moment to regain her composure before turning and hooking one of Ana’s legs for a pinning attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
KOJI CLUTCH!
UDUSHENIYE!
Hudson initially finds herself frantic in her efforts to escape the submission, but she soon settles into her own expertise and calms down. The blood flow is constricted, however, and she is unable to find a way out! She eventually blindly throws her foot out behind her and catches the bottom rope with her toes, forcing a rope break! She seethes for air for a moment as Ana climbs back to her feet and snarls at her. Somnia cocks her head to either side to crack both sides of her neck before she grabs the rising Hudson and sends her flying with another…
RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!
RUSSIAN SUPLEX!
This time, when Ana approaches the slowly stirring Lu Chen from behind, the War Whisperer opts to deliver an even more vicious signature maneuver!
BRIDGING BACKDROP DRIVER
BRIDGE OF DEATH!
The referee drops into the count!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—
KICKOUT!
Alexander Corvis: Near fall! Ana is frustrated as Brianna continues to watch on!
Maddie Murdock: Brianna and Ana already almost coming to blows earlier in the night! Their one on one at Aftermath is gonna be MASSIVE!
Somnia growls at the official before getting back to her feet and gesturing for her opponent to get up. She surprisingly even gives her the space to do so! The split second both of Lu Chen’s knees are even a centimeter off of the mat, though, Somnia looks to decapitate her!
BUZZSAW KICK!
LEZVIYE PILY!
But no! Lu Chen somehow manages to duck! She uses her advantageous positioning to yank Somnia down off of her one leg with an IPPON SEOI NAGE! The crowd erupts in ecstatic support for the sudden Judo throw executed successfully upon Somnia! Hudson, though, lost her grip and scrambles back toward Somnia to capitalize—only to eat an UPKICK to the chin! Hudson stumbles backward, discovering blood from her bottom lip with her hand! When Hudson’s vision focuses on her opponent, Ana is already back on her feet!
SPEAR!
AXE OF PERUN!
Somnia doesn’t go for the pin, though, finding herself in Hudson’s guard! Lu Chen summons what little wherewithal she has left to defend herself with her extensive Jiu Jitsu background, but Ana is too strong! The Last Empress extends one arm all of the way and forces Lu Chen’s cheek to the mat; she then slips the hand to the side and her full weight plummets down elbow-first into Lu Chen’s orbital! She does it again with the same arm! When Lu Chen tries to fight against it, Somnia simply does it with her other arm! Three times! Four!
REPEATED SLIPPING ELBOWS TO THE FACE!
IRON CURTAIN!
The fifth one draws blood from the outer corner of Lu Chen’s brow! Hudson surges to life and endeavors to trap Somnia in another GUILLOTINE CHOKE! Somnia, though, gets her knees below her again and deadlifts her foe off of the canvas with a forearm pressed against her jaw. Once she’s on her feet, Somnia then whips her opponent back-first to the mat, guillotining her skull into the canvas with her elbow in the process!
DEADLIFT GUILLOTINE ELBOW SPINEBUSTER!
THE SLAYING OF KOSCHEI THE DEATHLESS!
Lu Chen might be out cold! Somnia pulls to her feet and roars to life, adrenaline coursing through her veins. She bares her mouthpiece and nods her head before dragging Lu Chen to her feet by her hair. She then forces her to keel over and places her head between her knees. From here, Ana wrenches Lu Chen up to a reverse-facing seated position on her shoulders so she can splatter her across the canvas!
SIT-OUT POWERBOMB!
ZVER’ UBIYTSA!
Somnia folds Hudson over herself for the pinning attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE—
KICKOUT!
The crowd can’t believe it and neither can Somnia! The sold-out Denver audience applauds the resilience and simultaneously spurs Somnia’s journey to her feet. Once vertical, the Undisputed stalks her prey. She waits until Hudson is nearly vertical to place her hands together, flat, and rest her cheek against the backside of one hand, signaling her foe’s impending descent into sleep! The crowd erupts at this and Somnia then takes off, twisting around in search of decapitation!
Alexander Corvis: NO WAY! Ana wanted to make quick work of Lu Chen but it’s not going her way and she can’t believe it as Brianna is right here in front of us, smirking
Maddie Murdock: Lu Chen refusing to lose tonight!
TORNADO KICK!
BURAN!
But no! Lu Chen ducks! Somnia lands on her toes and steadies herself, giving Lu Chen the opening to use her second wind for a signature maneuver of her own!
MUAY THAI CLINCH!
Somnia doesn’t entertain it for long, though, and twists free to clip her foe in the ear with the High-Speed Muay Thai Spinning Back Elbow known as SOK KLAB! Lu Chen staggers! Somnia drills her under the chin with a left-sided SOK NGAD Muay Thai Uppercut Elbow and then puts her lights out right after!
KNOCKOUT OVERHAND RIGHT!
IRON FIST!
The referee checks on Lu Chen with haste but has no choice but to call for the bell! This one’s over!
DING! DING! DING!
Somnia balls her right hand into a fist and taps her chest twice with the radial side of the fist before the official can take her hand to lift it in triumph!
PATRICIA DOWNS: “Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has called for a stop to this contest. Here is your WINNER by way of KNNOOOCKOOOUUUTTT...”
“AAAANNNNAAAA...”
“SSSOOOMMMNNNIIIAAA!”
Alexander Corvis: She did it! She defeated Lu Chen and now she’s only got Brianna Rissi on her mind!
Maddie Murdock: Somnia with that brutal KO! Aftermath is gonna be hectic, Alexander!
Peering down at her conquered prey, Somnia bares her mouthguard and tracks down the nearest ringside camera. She takes the mouthpiece out and looks straight into the camera, growling at the only woman she hopes is listening: “I HAVE НОКАУТ KAYO FOR YOU, TOO, СУКА!” Somnia then smirks and vacates the ring, sauntering her way up the ramp to go celebrate her victory with her students backstage. We fade out into the backstage area.
Lu Chen shakes her head and throws a few jabs in to keep at least some distance between herself and the Hall of Famer. Ana plays patient, however, and Hudson takes the opportunity to leapfrog the attempt at another kick to her leg, lunging into Ana’s midsection immediately upon her feet hitting the mat again! Hudson puts everything she has into pushing Somnia out of the center of the ring toward the corner. Somnia leans back toward her and digs her heels in, though, and the two jockey for position for a moment or two. Hudson suddenly twists her hip inside and looks for the Sweeping Judo Hip Throw known as HARAI GOSHI to take down Somnia! But no! Ana is an experienced Judoka herself and knows just how to pull free! In attempting this throw, Lu Chen accidentally exposed herself to one of Ana’s trademarks!
RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!
RUSSIAN SUPLEX!
Hudson hastens back to her feet and immediately eats a third LEG KICK upon arrival! When Ana endeavors to deliver a fourth LEG KICK, Lu Chen parries the blow! She uses this gained momentum to check an attempt at another! Hudson throws a jab in, follows with an UPPERCUT to the ribs, and finishes with a hard LEFT CROSS. Hudson throws a heavy HEAD KICK toward Ana’s skull but Ana ducks and the Last Empress is able to yank the off-balance Lu Chen off of her plant foot, flipping her into the mat with the Uchi Mata she calls the THROW OF THE QUEENS!
Alexander Corvis: BRUTAL! Ana Somnia knows she’s got the one on one with Brianna Rissi coming up and Brianna Rissi is right here watching on intently!
Maddie Murdock: Brianna Rissi is watching Ana carefully as she takes it o Lu Chen!
Dropping into Side Control, Somnia immediately gets to work on trying to pass inside Hudson’s near leg to advance to a Half-Mount. Hudson is no slouch in her ground game, though, and defends herself well! In defending herself, though, Hudson exposes herself to a couple HAMMERFISTS and eventually an attempt at an AMERICANA! Lu Chen pries herself free and scampers back to her feet, much to the amusement of the Devil Herself. Once back on her feet as well, Ana joins Kyuubi in the middle of the ring, where the two exchange strikes back and forth!
The crowd is mixed in their support, but the women in the ring pay this no mind as the American evades a blow and lunges in for a heavy-handed left—but Somnia ducks and throws a SYSTEMA BALLISTIC STRIKE to the midsection and then a SAMBO CASTING PUNCH to create some separation. After delivering another LEG KICK, Somnia catches Hudson off-guard by lunging through for a takedown! But no! Hudson slips the GUILLOTINE CHOKE!
The crowd erupts in enthusiastic surprise before Hudson uses her positioning to deliver a SNAPPED DDT, maintaining her submission in the process! Hudson cranks back with everything she’s got but Somnia doesn’t panic! The Huntress keeps her wits about her and gets her knees below her. She then powers straight up to her feet, deadlifting her foe off of the canvas in doing so! The crowd awes at her feat of strength while Somnia fights back against the submission with one of her own!
BEAR HUG!
Alexander Corvis: Lu Chen trying to mount an offense but Somnia is all over here tonight as she sends a message to Brianna who is watching on at ringside!
Maddie Murdock: She’s trying to CRUSH Lu Chen right now!
Lu Chen does what she can to maintain her own submission until the pain is too great and she has no choice but to release her hold! This only gives Ana a better angle for torque on the snake-like hold she applies! Just when Hudson stops putting up a fight, Ana launches her into the mat with a OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! The brief delay in Hudson’s ability to get back to her feet in full control of her faculties gives Ana the opening to flatten Lu Chen with another signature maneuver!
HIGH-IMPACT NORTHERN LARIAT!
MECH-KLADENETS!
Hudson might share an MMA background with her opponent but she knows this is a professional wrestling match, making full use of the ringside area to recover by vacating the ring with haste! Somnia shakes her head with a snicker before taking her time exiting the ring, herself. Once at ringside, Somnia pursues Hudson until Hudson feels recovered enough to stop putting distance between her and her foe, digging her heels in to bring on the inevitable! The crowd applauds her fortitude as Kyuubi intercepts Somnia with a boxing combination. Somnia defends expertly but then Hudson shoots for a takedown! Somnia sprawls and defends as Hudson desperately fights back to get off of the ground. Ana shoves Hudson away and then cracks her with a signature strike!
FLYING SWITCH KNEE!
GO TO SLEEP!
The strike doesn’t land flush but is enough to stagger Hudson all the way back into the steel stairs behind her! Ana regains her composure and grabs the stumbling Hudson so she can twist around and drag her face-first into the façade of the stairs with the Reversed STO Ana calls WINTER WAS A BLESSING! Somnia now rolls Lu Chen back into the ring and climbs in after her. But Lu Chen manages to shake off the cobwebs in time to meet Ana at her feet!
JUMPING DDT!
Lu Chen remains seated for a moment to regain her composure before turning and hooking one of Ana’s legs for a pinning attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
KOJI CLUTCH!
UDUSHENIYE!
Hudson initially finds herself frantic in her efforts to escape the submission, but she soon settles into her own expertise and calms down. The blood flow is constricted, however, and she is unable to find a way out! She eventually blindly throws her foot out behind her and catches the bottom rope with her toes, forcing a rope break! She seethes for air for a moment as Ana climbs back to her feet and snarls at her. Somnia cocks her head to either side to crack both sides of her neck before she grabs the rising Hudson and sends her flying with another…
RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!
RUSSIAN SUPLEX!
This time, when Ana approaches the slowly stirring Lu Chen from behind, the War Whisperer opts to deliver an even more vicious signature maneuver!
BRIDGING BACKDROP DRIVER
BRIDGE OF DEATH!
The referee drops into the count!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—
KICKOUT!
Alexander Corvis: Near fall! Ana is frustrated as Brianna continues to watch on!
Maddie Murdock: Brianna and Ana already almost coming to blows earlier in the night! Their one on one at Aftermath is gonna be MASSIVE!
Somnia growls at the official before getting back to her feet and gesturing for her opponent to get up. She surprisingly even gives her the space to do so! The split second both of Lu Chen’s knees are even a centimeter off of the mat, though, Somnia looks to decapitate her!
BUZZSAW KICK!
LEZVIYE PILY!
But no! Lu Chen somehow manages to duck! She uses her advantageous positioning to yank Somnia down off of her one leg with an IPPON SEOI NAGE! The crowd erupts in ecstatic support for the sudden Judo throw executed successfully upon Somnia! Hudson, though, lost her grip and scrambles back toward Somnia to capitalize—only to eat an UPKICK to the chin! Hudson stumbles backward, discovering blood from her bottom lip with her hand! When Hudson’s vision focuses on her opponent, Ana is already back on her feet!
SPEAR!
AXE OF PERUN!
Somnia doesn’t go for the pin, though, finding herself in Hudson’s guard! Lu Chen summons what little wherewithal she has left to defend herself with her extensive Jiu Jitsu background, but Ana is too strong! The Last Empress extends one arm all of the way and forces Lu Chen’s cheek to the mat; she then slips the hand to the side and her full weight plummets down elbow-first into Lu Chen’s orbital! She does it again with the same arm! When Lu Chen tries to fight against it, Somnia simply does it with her other arm! Three times! Four!
REPEATED SLIPPING ELBOWS TO THE FACE!
IRON CURTAIN!
The fifth one draws blood from the outer corner of Lu Chen’s brow! Hudson surges to life and endeavors to trap Somnia in another GUILLOTINE CHOKE! Somnia, though, gets her knees below her again and deadlifts her foe off of the canvas with a forearm pressed against her jaw. Once she’s on her feet, Somnia then whips her opponent back-first to the mat, guillotining her skull into the canvas with her elbow in the process!
DEADLIFT GUILLOTINE ELBOW SPINEBUSTER!
THE SLAYING OF KOSCHEI THE DEATHLESS!
Lu Chen might be out cold! Somnia pulls to her feet and roars to life, adrenaline coursing through her veins. She bares her mouthpiece and nods her head before dragging Lu Chen to her feet by her hair. She then forces her to keel over and places her head between her knees. From here, Ana wrenches Lu Chen up to a reverse-facing seated position on her shoulders so she can splatter her across the canvas!
SIT-OUT POWERBOMB!
ZVER’ UBIYTSA!
Somnia folds Hudson over herself for the pinning attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE—
KICKOUT!
The crowd can’t believe it and neither can Somnia! The sold-out Denver audience applauds the resilience and simultaneously spurs Somnia’s journey to her feet. Once vertical, the Undisputed stalks her prey. She waits until Hudson is nearly vertical to place her hands together, flat, and rest her cheek against the backside of one hand, signaling her foe’s impending descent into sleep! The crowd erupts at this and Somnia then takes off, twisting around in search of decapitation!
Alexander Corvis: NO WAY! Ana wanted to make quick work of Lu Chen but it’s not going her way and she can’t believe it as Brianna is right here in front of us, smirking
Maddie Murdock: Lu Chen refusing to lose tonight!
TORNADO KICK!
BURAN!
But no! Lu Chen ducks! Somnia lands on her toes and steadies herself, giving Lu Chen the opening to use her second wind for a signature maneuver of her own!
MUAY THAI CLINCH!
Somnia doesn’t entertain it for long, though, and twists free to clip her foe in the ear with the High-Speed Muay Thai Spinning Back Elbow known as SOK KLAB! Lu Chen staggers! Somnia drills her under the chin with a left-sided SOK NGAD Muay Thai Uppercut Elbow and then puts her lights out right after!
KNOCKOUT OVERHAND RIGHT!
IRON FIST!
The referee checks on Lu Chen with haste but has no choice but to call for the bell! This one’s over!
DING! DING! DING!
Somnia balls her right hand into a fist and taps her chest twice with the radial side of the fist before the official can take her hand to lift it in triumph!
PATRICIA DOWNS: “Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has called for a stop to this contest. Here is your WINNER by way of KNNOOOCKOOOUUUTTT...”
“AAAANNNNAAAA...”
“SSSOOOMMMNNNIIIAAA!”
Alexander Corvis: She did it! She defeated Lu Chen and now she’s only got Brianna Rissi on her mind!
Maddie Murdock: Somnia with that brutal KO! Aftermath is gonna be hectic, Alexander!
Peering down at her conquered prey, Somnia bares her mouthguard and tracks down the nearest ringside camera. She takes the mouthpiece out and looks straight into the camera, growling at the only woman she hopes is listening: “I HAVE НОКАУТ KAYO FOR YOU, TOO, СУКА!” Somnia then smirks and vacates the ring, sauntering her way up the ramp to go celebrate her victory with her students backstage. We fade out into the backstage area.
Casey Holliday is in the back as she more or less has a disgusted look on her face. She’s got her title belts with her as she thinks about what is coming up.
Casey Holliday: Really?
Casey is thinking about the fact that Braddock is the number one contender for her title.. She sighs, showing her further disapproval for that very reality.
Casey Holliday: I don’t know what’s worse: the fact that someone like Braddock is the number one contender for my newly won world championship or the fact that I have to team with him. Neither situation is viable for me. The guy disgusts me. I’ve been in that ring with him before. We shared a ring on the night that I won the Showtime Championship in that battle royal and he was unable to overcome the bullshit that lost him the title to begin with.
Honestly…
He’s barely even special… if he’s even special at all. I see a guy like Braddock and while he’s different from the old guard that I had to go through in order to win this championship in the first place, it’s not like he’s that much better. He wrestles a style that is completely pathetic. “Oh I’m a hardcore guy”. Dude, shut the fuck up. You’re a dime of dozen piece of shit that doesn’t stand out from the crowd. I don’t know what you’ve done, that short Showtime title reign aside, for you to have even had a chance to be in the match that you won to begin with. But my first title defense has to be against you? Someone like you is exactly what is wrong with this business…
Shit like this is why I hate tag team matches.
Hell, it’s most likely why I’ve never won a tag team title in my career.
But, back to being real here.
There was nobody else?
Fucking hell…
Now I know how Chelsea LeClair felt when she had to team up with Amanda Fien on two occasions and that’s really fucking sad.
Now, as for our opponents… oh look, two members of the Age of the Fall! WOW! They’re so threatening. I get that they are the wannabe big bads of just about everything in this company, but the bottom line is, they’ve given me very little reason to actually give a fuck about them. They want to go around and terrorize every single champion and act like they’re so threatening and this and that, but when push comes to shove, more often then not, they fall short.
Tonight?
It’s going to be yet another example of why I have risen up the ranks here because the last thing that is going to happen is opening the door for the wannabes to start making a claim at my title because of a piece of shit like Braddock not pulling his fucking weight. I’m dead serious about that. I’m not in the mood for bullshit at all and if Braddock gets that through his thick skull… then we’re not going to have any problems.
BUT… if he wants to fucking screw me over…
Because that’s how predictable a guy like him is by the way…
Casey pauses and she rolls her eyes.
Casey Holliday: Then I’m going to see to it that when he does get his stupid title shot, that he’ll never challenge for a world championship in this company again. That’s not an empty fucking threat. I don’t make threats. I deliver on what I say. I said that I was going to modernize this brand and that’s what I did. I said I was going to make history in my hometown and I did. I said that I was going to win the Unified Global Championship against three bitches that wanted to hog up all the spotlight and that’s exactly what I did. I am not Braddock. I don’t fall short on my promises. So that motherfucker better think twice if he even THINKS about double crossing me. I’m on that zero tolerance mode…
And Age of the Fall…
You’re not going to take advantage of this unfortunate situation for me. That’s not going to happen. What’s going to happen is that I’m going to further cement my growing legacy in this company by carrying Braddock to a victory against all the odds and I’m going to put the Age of the Fall in their rightful place: beneath me… being the big bad wannabes that they are… and always will be…
Casey scoffs before she exits the scene in anger and the scene fades out.
We cut to ringside where Patricia Downs is waiting with a mic.
Patricia Downs: This following main event contest is a tag team match and it’s set for one fall!
"Evacuate the dance floor" hits the arena as Misty runs out to the stage bouncing from side to side. Misty is smiling at her adoring fans and she smiles and waves to the crowd and proceeds down the ramp slapping and shaking the fans hands ramp side along the way. Misty runs around the ring slapping fans hands before sliding into the ring and leans against the ropes once more waving to her audience.
Patricia Downs: Introducing first… Misty Vega!
"Rise" by Skillet begins to play throughout the arena and once the lyrics of the song hits, the camera focuses on Jacob Letoa as he makes his way out. He claps his hands together and rubs them together, looking towards the camera.
The camera follows Jacob, who is laughing and all fired up, as he makes his way to the ring. Once Jacob reaches the ring, he goes up the steel steps and enters the ring. Jacob goes over to a turnbuckle, climbs to the second rope, and stares out into the crowd. Jacob is all smiles, nodding his head then holds his arms out, doing the hang loose hand signs with both hands. After a few seconds, he hops off the second rope, paces around the ring for a bit then goes to a nearby corner, facing forward, and rubbing his hands together, a slight grin on his face.
Patricia Downs: And next up… Her partner tonight… Jacob Letoa!
Drums pound in synch with grinding guitars as “Bonehead” assaults the fans while the arena is blanketed in darkness while at six seconds in, a saxophone begins squealing a prolonged note. A spotlight suddenly pierces the darkness, casting its beam of light on the entrance curtain while the vocalist begins whooping and screaming. BRADDOCK explodes through the curtain. He stomps out to the top of the ramp and glares out across the crowd.
BRADDOCK has made his way down the ramp, ignoring the fans, and climbs the rings steps slowly. He wipes his feet on the ring apron at the top of the steps before entering the ring.
BRADDOCK stands in the center of the ring, his hands clenched into fists at his sides and he bounces on one foot and then the other while waiting for the match to begin.
Patricia Downs: And now their opponents… First up… Braddock!
The crowd boos loudly as the riffs of "Strange Girl" by Halestorm hits the speakers. After about a minute, Casey Holliday walks out through the curtains and the first thing that is noticeable is her arrogance as she walks down the ramp. She does much scoffing and laughing as she hears the fans continue to get on her case. When she enters the ring, she ignores the booing crowd, which only serves to incite them to cheer her louder. Casey has a laugh to herself at this, as she starts to focus on her match and the song fades.
Patricia Downs: And finally… His partner in this contest tonight… She is the EHWF Unified Global Champion… The Star Pupil… Casey Holliday!
DING DING DING
Main Event: Casey Holliday & Braddock vs. Misty Vega & Jacob Letoa
The bell rings, and Braddock starts the match for his team, locking up with Jacob Letoa! Braddock's power is evident as he pushes Jacob back into the corner! The referee calls for a clean break, and Braddock reluctantly steps back, only for Jacob to take advantage with a quick thumb to the eye, unseen by the referee! Jacob capitalises with a series of quick kicks to Braddock's right leg, targeting the knee. Braddock winces and stumbles back, trying to shake off the pain. Jacob tags in Misty Vega, who immediately continues the assault on Braddock's leg with a low dropkick, sending him to one knee as Jacob holds him! Misty backs off and hits Braddock with a chop block to the back of the leg that sends him to a knee as the fans boo and Jacob goes on the apron!
Alexander Corvis: Casey Holliday really REALLY not impressed that she has to defend her EHWF Unified Global Championship against Braddock but Braddock won a number one contenders match fair and square!
Maddie Murdock: I can’t really blame her but I mean, who the heck does she actually want to defend against then?!
Misty follows up with a spinning heel kick, knocking Braddock to the mat. She grabs Braddock's right leg and drags him to her corner, tagging Jacob back in! Quick tag! The fans boo! Jacob climbs to the top rope and comes down with a flying knee across Braddock's right knee! Braddock clutches his leg in agony as Jacob stomps on it repeatedly! Casey Holliday stands on the apron, taunting Braddock with a smirk. "Come on, Braddock! Are you going to let them do that to you?" she mocks, clearly enjoying his suffering. Braddock glares at her, anger flashing in his eyes, but he's unable to retaliate as Jacob continues to punish his leg! Jacob pulls Braddock to his feet and whips him into the ropes. On the rebound, Jacob attempts a clothesline, but Braddock ducks under and counters with a powerful shoulder tackle, using his good leg for leverage. Both men are down, and the crowd urges Braddock to make the tag! Braddock starts crawling towards his corner, but Casey pulls her hand back at the last second, laughing! She jeers. Braddock and flips him off as Jacob drags him back to the center of the ring!
Alexander Corvis: Braddock and Casey fucking HATE each other!
Maddie Murdock: Braddock would love nothing more than to grab Chelsea and beat the fuck out of her right now!
Jacob tags Misty back in, and they perform a double-team move, with Jacob hitting Braddock with a lariat and Misty hitting him with a chop block to the bad leg at the same time! Braddock howls in pain as Misty quickly goes for a single-leg wrench putting intense pressure on the right knee as Misty laughs! Braddock struggles, using his upper body strength to drag himself towards the ropes. Casey continues to taunt him, but reluctantly reaches out her hand. Braddock, teeth gritted, makes one final lunge and flips off Casey! He shoves Misty off of him and limps up to his feet as he headbutts her! Braddock drops Misty with a right hand! He grabs her by the jaw and sees Jacob try to come back in but he clotheslines him back on the apron then boots Misty in the side! Braddock roars and goes for his Mansfield’s Curse high impact lariat but Misty trips his bad leg up and he lands head first in the corner! Casey SLAPS Braddock across the face and makes the tag as she LAUGHS!
Alexander Corvis: SLAP! Casey gets the most disrespectful tag in EVER and Braddock is FURIOUS!
Maddie Murdock: This guy is LOSING IT right now!
Casey leaps into the ring, immediately taking Misty down with a flying forearm. She follows up with a clothesline to Jacob, sending him off the apron. Casey grabs Misty and hits a snap suplex, quickly transitioning into a cover, but Jacob quickly breaks it up! Braddock ROARS in a rage as he tries to get back in the ring to get at Casey but the ref stops him! Casey flips him off again and it just makes him angrier! Misty tries to fight back with a series of forearms, but Casey blocks them and plants her with a DDT! She gets to her feet and turns to Braddock and feigns a tag but pulls back and she sneers! Braddock, still nursing his injured leg, glares back, his frustration boiling over!
Alexander Corvis: They’ve REALLY targeted that injured leg of Braddock and that might effect his performance at Aftermath!
Maddie Murdock: Casey not running to his aid at all during this match as they freaking brutalise Braddock’s right leg tonight!
Casey pulls Misty up and sets her up for a vertical suplex, but Misty counters, slipping out behind her and rolling her up for a quick pin attempt. Casey is way too skilful and rolls right out of it and regains control, hitting a swinging neckbreaker on Misty. She stands over Misty, taunting Jacob on the outside! Casey seems untouchable in the ring right now as the fans are marvelling at her ridiculous skill and talent in her movements! Jacob climbs back onto the apron, trying to get into the ring, but the referee intercepts him! With the referee distracted, Casey smirks and kicks Misty in the ribs, taunting Braddock further but her arrogance gives Misty a chance to recover! Misty hits a surprise enzuigiri, stunning Casey and making her stumble back towards Braddock. Braddock reaches out for the tag, but Casey, still dazed, moves away, ignoring his outstretched hand. Misty takes advantage, crawling to her corner and tagging in Jacob!
Alexander Corvis: Jacob gets the tag in and Misty and Jacob are staying live in this one by using super quick tags which is working out for them right now!
Maddie Murdock: Casey looking poised to strike at any moment right now but Braddock is watching her like a hawk again!
Jacob storms the ring, immediately targeting Casey with a series of rapid strikes. He whips her into the ropes and catches her with a high knee, sending her crashing to the mat with wide eyes! Jacob then targets Braddock, sliding out of the ring, pulling him off the apron and slamming his right leg into the steel steps, further injuring him! Braddock screams in pain as it gets more and more unfair out there and the fans boo! Casey, seeing Braddock's incapacitated on the outside, tries to fight back, but Jacob is relentless. He lifts her up for a powerbomb, but Casey counters with a hurricanrana, sending Jacob into the turnbuckle! Both competitors are down, and the tension between Casey and Braddock is palpable! She looks out at Braddock who is limping on the outside and smirks at him as Braddock just gets angrier and angrier!
Alexander Corvis: Braddock is raging but Jacob damn near broke his shin bone in half there! What the fuck are they tryna do?!
Maddie Murdock: Casey isn’t gonna argue with them trying to break his damn leg but remember what’s at steak for her tonight as well!
As Casey and Jacob struggle to their feet, Misty Vega re-enters the ring with a burst of energy. She blindsides Casey with a running dropkick, sending her crashing into the corner! Misty follows up with a series of rapid kicks to Casey’s midsection, softening her up. The referee orders Misty back to her corner, but the damage is done! Jacob tags Misty back in, and they set up for another double-team manoeuvre. Jacob lifts Casey into a wheelbarrow position while Misty climbs the ropes. She leaps off with a double foot stomp to Casey’s back, driving her face-first into the mat. Casey writhes in pain, but Misty doesn’t let up. She pulls Casey up and delivers a sunset flip and covers with the fans GOING WILD!
1…
2…
KICK OUT!
Alexander Corvis: KICK OUT! Misty almost does it there as the lack of co-op in this one is starting to hurt Casey and Braddock!
Maddie Murdock: They’ve behind now and Casey has all that much more work to do!
Outside the ring, Braddock seethes with frustration, pounding the apron with his fist. He rages and yanks the turnbuckle pad off out of anger and throws it into the crowd!. Casey, struggling to her feet, sees Braddock raging and laughs to herself but Misty sees Casey is groggy! Misty nails Casey with a dropkick to the back and sends her into the ropes! Braddock runs up the apron and LEVELS Casey with a clothesline as the fans get LOUD! Braddock tags himself in and smacks Casey in the face with a right hand and busts her lip open! Braddock storms the ring with a fierce determination, his right leg clearly bothering him, but his rage propels him forward! He catches Misty with a massive clothesline, then turns to Jacob and knocks him off the apron with a big boot!
Alexander Corvis: Braddock with one leg just CLEANING HOUSE!
Maddie Murdock: He’s fucking PISSED! He just crushed Misty and Jacob but he really wants to get his hands on Casey!!
Braddock limps slightly but continues his assault, hitting Misty with a thunderous powerslam! He covers her, but Jacob pulls Misty out of the ring to break the pin! Enraged, Braddock rolls out of the ring, going after Jacob. He hobbles but manages to catch Jacob and slam him into the barricade! Misty, seeing her partner in trouble, tries to intervene, but Casey, recovered, intercepts her with a flying crossbody from the apron as the fans LOSE IT! The match descends into chaos as all four competitors brawl outside the ring!
Alexander Corvis: It’s a fucking brawl right now! This is amazing!
Maddie Murdock: What a match!
Braddock rolls Misty back in and slides in! He sees Casey get on the apron and he runs at her! Braddock swings at his own partner! Casey drops down! Misty takes advantage and hits Braddock in the back of the leg with ANOTHER chop block to the bad knee! Braddock falls and yells in pain! He shoves Misty away! Casey jumps up on the apron and tags herself in! She gets in and Misty doesn’t know she’s legal as Casey jumps over Misty and hits Jacob with a Superwoman Punch and sends him into the barricade from the apron! Braddock runs up for his Mansfields Curse to take out Casey but she pulls the top rope down and he’s not fast enough with the bad leg! Braddock spills to the outside and lands on his bad knee as he YELLS in pain! Misty looks out thinking Braddock is still legal but Casey spins her around and boots her in the midsection and PLANTS her on the canvas with Stock Plunge (Corkscrew Neckbreaker) as the fans go NUTS! Casey covers!
1…
2…
3!
DING DING DING!
Patricia Downs: The winners of this match… Braddock… and… the EHWF Unified Global Champion… The Star Pupil… Casey Holliday!
Alexander Corvis: Of course, Casey pulls it off once again! She picks up yet another win in an amazing but messy main event!
Maddie Murdock: This girl is something else, you just can’t touch her or stop her right now!
Braddock rushes and Casey quickly rolls out! Jacob clubs him in the back but Braddock grabs him around the neck! Misty with a chop block into Braddock’s bad knee and he screams in pain as Misty and Jacob start beating him down with big forearms to the head and back! The fans boo! Casey watches from the outside with a smirk!
Alexander Corvis: The beat down! Braddock isn’t gonna make it to Aftermath!
Maddie Murdock: They’re trying to break his leg and they’re trying to send him to hospital tonight!
Braddock is bloody as Misty and Jacob snap a double kick into his face while he’s on his knee! They bounce off of the ropes and run at him but he hobbles up and takes BOTH of them down with a double clothesline as Jacob and Misty roll out of the ring, HURT! Braddock is bleeding and limping around but Casey slides in from behind and puts the Divine Championship belt on her shoulder and hits Braddock in the back of the knee with a shoulder chop block to the back of his bad knee as he goes down and SCREAMS in pain!
Alexander Corvis: BRTUAL! Casey saw this one coming and just put Braddock down with the belt to the back of the knee!!
Maddie Murdock: How is he supposed to fight at Aftermath with one leg?! Casey looks proud of herself!
Casey has the EHWF Global Championship and smacks it into the side of Braddock’s head while he’s down! Casey slowly picks up Braddock and she wants Stock Plunge but Braddock rages and hits her with a right hand! He pops her up on his shoulders but his leg gives out! A shocked Casey drops off of his back and desperately rolls out of the ring with her title belts as she looks shocked and backs up the ramp!
Alexander Corvis: That was a close one! That was almost lights out for Casey Holliday there!
Maddie Murdock: She got too confident but she mat have already done the damage tonight!!
Braddock falls against the ropes and wipes the blood away from his face as he winces in pain holding his leg and screaming out in rage and pain as Casey backs up the ramp and smirks. Casey’s music hits again as she points at Braddock and holds both of her belts up. We fade out backstage.
We find ourselves tailing the movements of BRIANNA RISSI and some close friends and family who came to tonight’s show to support her: AMANDA MAXWELL, AZZURRA RISSI, and JOANNA RISSI. They’ve all changed into the clothes they plan to wear on a night out in the Mile High City, their enthusiastic conversation reflecting these plans. They do not see or hear the camera or its operator, which bodes well for us as viewers… but perhaps not for these four women?
As they arrive at the deep red Audi RS Q8 she drove to tonight’s show, a realization sets in and the blood of all four runs cold. They won’t be able to drive the car to their next destination—someone’s slashed the tires. Their eyes lift and flick around the dimly lit parking lot, eventually settling on the incoming presence of a group of six hooded individuals. The Rissi’s and Maxwell drop their bags and assume defensive positions but the six hooded figures all charge at the same time and overwhelm them! Before Brianna Rissi can reach out to strike the first oncoming hooded figure, though, one pops up behind her and snaps a handcuff onto her wrist!
She turns to look at them but this exposes her to a strike from behind, which allows the figure to successfully cuff Rissi’s hands together in front of her. They kick her behind the knee and drop her to a kneeling position, three of them holding her in place so she can’t move or intervene. The other three hooded individuals incapacitate Maxwell and the other two Rissi’s with great haste, throwing them into parked cars, slamming them into the unforgiving concrete parking lot surface. They throw in strikes throughout, effectively dismantling the group. With Amanda, Azzurra, and Joanna downed and bloodied, Bri screams at their attackers to stop and to hurt her instead of her friends and family. It’s at this moment the sound of approaching footsteps echo through the air.
Into view now steps none other than ANA SOMNIA. She is no longer dressed in her ring gear, instead now wearing a black pair of distressed skinny jeans with side straps, a strapless black leather crop top, a black shrug, and a pair of rose gold mules, her hair worn down. Soft pink lipstick consummates her ensemble as much as the stoic expression she wears on her face.
Bri lifts her gaze and when she lays eyes upon the Devil Herself, rage fills her demeanor. She fights against her captors but their numbers and might prove too much. Bri, instead, must watch and listen. Somnia hooks her thumbs through the belt loops on each hip and narrows her eyes at the restrained former EHWF Unified Global Champion. A moment more’s opportunity to contemplate further is too much to pass up for the Last Empress, who then squats down to get her eyes to Brianna’s level. Once the two meet eyelines, Somnia grins nefariously and reaches up to brush some of Rissi’s hair behind her ear—an act met immediately with a recoil. Somnia, though, is persistent and successfully tucks the hair behind Bri’s ear, much to Bri’s chagrin. Sighing contentedly, Ana then hisses at her foe.
“Da, this is better,” she says, remarking upon her effort to adjust Brianna’s hair. “I do not quite believe in eye for eye. Not quite. I already promised I would take your nose, nyet? Perhaps I should just take entire face? Perhaps I should take entire skull?” Somnia allows her fingertips to investigatively crawl around Brianna’s head (to great resistance). “Mmm. But to take your skull for my mantle like this? Nyet. This is not my way, простой девчонка.” Somnia shakes her head with a condescending smile. “When I come for you, you will know. I will make sure you know. This is my way. I have crafted undeniable legacy in sport, for sport, and I have not done this quietly, in shadows, or behind closed doors. But you? You want to find way to me through my students, my altars of combat? And for what purpose? To deliver message? To find some new insult, new ammunition with which to disrespect woman who built very company you fight for?”
Somnia forcefully grabs Bri’s jaw, forcing her to look her in the eyes—but Bri simply spits in Ana’s face! Somnia wipes her face clean with one hand while one of her hooded reinforcements punches Bri across the face. The Last Empress, though, appears perturbed by this development, reprimanding the hooded figure for this. After checking Bri’s face for blood, Ana sighs and continues.
“I will take your skull for my mantle,” she says. “I will do this because I do not take kindly to disrespect. When you make declaration of war much like you did at Forge, you must be prepared for consequence. This is why their blood is on your hands.” At Somnia’s command, the unoccupied hooded figures drag the unconscious bodies of Bri’s friend and family over to her, where the three restraining her force her hands into their bleeding faces to literally stain her hands with their blood. “While they must bleed for your mistakes, you cannot. I need you at top of your game for Aftermath. When we finally answer question, there must be no excuse left. You must defeat Undisputed or you must die trying.” She wags her extended index finger in Bri’s face. “I told you to be careful, сука—you did not listen. I told you you should be afraid of Devil Herself; for your sake, I hope you do listen—while you still can. I will send you home in wood box either way, so this is up to you, whether funeral will have open or closed casket. Contemplate this, da?”
Alexander Corvis: My God! What the heck!?!
Maddie Murdock: This is sickening! This is brutal!!
With this, Somnia gestures and the hooded individuals restraining Brianna shove her to the ground. As she lifts her gaze, she sees the key to her handcuffs thrown to the floor a few feet away. This momentary distraction gives Somnia and her crew the cover they need to somehow stealthily disappear into the night. Brianna scampers to the key and uncuffs herself before frantically checking on her allies. She screams in search of help and we fade to black on the sound of her desperate calls for assistance.
As they arrive at the deep red Audi RS Q8 she drove to tonight’s show, a realization sets in and the blood of all four runs cold. They won’t be able to drive the car to their next destination—someone’s slashed the tires. Their eyes lift and flick around the dimly lit parking lot, eventually settling on the incoming presence of a group of six hooded individuals. The Rissi’s and Maxwell drop their bags and assume defensive positions but the six hooded figures all charge at the same time and overwhelm them! Before Brianna Rissi can reach out to strike the first oncoming hooded figure, though, one pops up behind her and snaps a handcuff onto her wrist!
She turns to look at them but this exposes her to a strike from behind, which allows the figure to successfully cuff Rissi’s hands together in front of her. They kick her behind the knee and drop her to a kneeling position, three of them holding her in place so she can’t move or intervene. The other three hooded individuals incapacitate Maxwell and the other two Rissi’s with great haste, throwing them into parked cars, slamming them into the unforgiving concrete parking lot surface. They throw in strikes throughout, effectively dismantling the group. With Amanda, Azzurra, and Joanna downed and bloodied, Bri screams at their attackers to stop and to hurt her instead of her friends and family. It’s at this moment the sound of approaching footsteps echo through the air.
Into view now steps none other than ANA SOMNIA. She is no longer dressed in her ring gear, instead now wearing a black pair of distressed skinny jeans with side straps, a strapless black leather crop top, a black shrug, and a pair of rose gold mules, her hair worn down. Soft pink lipstick consummates her ensemble as much as the stoic expression she wears on her face.
Bri lifts her gaze and when she lays eyes upon the Devil Herself, rage fills her demeanor. She fights against her captors but their numbers and might prove too much. Bri, instead, must watch and listen. Somnia hooks her thumbs through the belt loops on each hip and narrows her eyes at the restrained former EHWF Unified Global Champion. A moment more’s opportunity to contemplate further is too much to pass up for the Last Empress, who then squats down to get her eyes to Brianna’s level. Once the two meet eyelines, Somnia grins nefariously and reaches up to brush some of Rissi’s hair behind her ear—an act met immediately with a recoil. Somnia, though, is persistent and successfully tucks the hair behind Bri’s ear, much to Bri’s chagrin. Sighing contentedly, Ana then hisses at her foe.
“Da, this is better,” she says, remarking upon her effort to adjust Brianna’s hair. “I do not quite believe in eye for eye. Not quite. I already promised I would take your nose, nyet? Perhaps I should just take entire face? Perhaps I should take entire skull?” Somnia allows her fingertips to investigatively crawl around Brianna’s head (to great resistance). “Mmm. But to take your skull for my mantle like this? Nyet. This is not my way, простой девчонка.” Somnia shakes her head with a condescending smile. “When I come for you, you will know. I will make sure you know. This is my way. I have crafted undeniable legacy in sport, for sport, and I have not done this quietly, in shadows, or behind closed doors. But you? You want to find way to me through my students, my altars of combat? And for what purpose? To deliver message? To find some new insult, new ammunition with which to disrespect woman who built very company you fight for?”
Somnia forcefully grabs Bri’s jaw, forcing her to look her in the eyes—but Bri simply spits in Ana’s face! Somnia wipes her face clean with one hand while one of her hooded reinforcements punches Bri across the face. The Last Empress, though, appears perturbed by this development, reprimanding the hooded figure for this. After checking Bri’s face for blood, Ana sighs and continues.
“I will take your skull for my mantle,” she says. “I will do this because I do not take kindly to disrespect. When you make declaration of war much like you did at Forge, you must be prepared for consequence. This is why their blood is on your hands.” At Somnia’s command, the unoccupied hooded figures drag the unconscious bodies of Bri’s friend and family over to her, where the three restraining her force her hands into their bleeding faces to literally stain her hands with their blood. “While they must bleed for your mistakes, you cannot. I need you at top of your game for Aftermath. When we finally answer question, there must be no excuse left. You must defeat Undisputed or you must die trying.” She wags her extended index finger in Bri’s face. “I told you to be careful, сука—you did not listen. I told you you should be afraid of Devil Herself; for your sake, I hope you do listen—while you still can. I will send you home in wood box either way, so this is up to you, whether funeral will have open or closed casket. Contemplate this, da?”
Alexander Corvis: My God! What the heck!?!
Maddie Murdock: This is sickening! This is brutal!!
With this, Somnia gestures and the hooded individuals restraining Brianna shove her to the ground. As she lifts her gaze, she sees the key to her handcuffs thrown to the floor a few feet away. This momentary distraction gives Somnia and her crew the cover they need to somehow stealthily disappear into the night. Brianna scampers to the key and uncuffs herself before frantically checking on her allies. She screams in search of help and we fade to black on the sound of her desperate calls for assistance.
Alexander Corvis: Well ladies and gentlemen that’s all we have time for tonight! What a night it was and what a ruthless way to end it! We’ll see you all next week at Aftermath! Goodnight and be safe!
We see the final image of all the wreckage and chaos of the scene fading to black to the EHWF Logo, ending the show.