Post by PARAMOUNT on Jan 14, 2018 22:33:13 GMT -6
WARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
EPISODE #52
JANUARY 14TH, 2018
LIVE! from the Neal S. Blaisdell Center - Honolulu, HI
Commentators: Dick Shelby and Franklin Wright
Announcer: Deneen McQueen
Backstage interviewer: Destiny Fairchild
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WELCOME TO FUTURE STARS OF WRESTLING!!
"Undead" by Hollywood Undead blasts in the arena as the show starts off with video footage detailing historic events that have taken place on Future Stars, From past champions like Jason Hunter, Dixie Dubois, Amis Shelton & Otaki before switching to new stars Sebastian Conner, Joshua Aquin, Donnie Deco, Elijah Easton & Kyle Gautier to established stars Hatchet Gully, James Larson, Jack Nomad, Criss Cassidy, Matt Angel & Xavier Reid to the former champion herself Otaki and then to The Future Lexi Glass, Lancer, Ian Icon, Kristian Bane and Stephan Kingston and then to the current FSW champion Maggie Lockheart standing in the ring with the FSW Championship around her waist.
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The camera pans around showing the excited crowd jumping for joy in anticipation for the beginning of the show.
The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans holding up their signs.
"We're the Future!"
"Robina is boss"
"Marry me Xavier!"
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
Franklin Wright: Hello everyone and welcome to the Season 3 opener of Future Stars! I am your host and play-by-play man Franklin Wright! I am joined here at ringside by my good friend and color commentator, Dick Shelby. Dick-
Dick Shelby: Right you are, and what a pleasure it is to be kicking off FSW Season 3 right here in sunny Honolulu, Hawaii! The Neal S. Blaisdell Center is jam-packed here tonight in anticipation of what the future might bring.
Franklin Wright: Speaking of “The Future”, you and I sit behind a brand new commentators area, looking at a brand new set and a brand new ring all thanks to what that group of seemingly ‘disgruntled employees’ did at the end of Season 2.
Dick Shelby: ‘Disgruntled employees’? Come on now, Frankie. This is The Future that we’re talking about, and sometimes in order to fulfill your destiny you have to kill off that which is old and dated.
Franklin Wright: That’s all well and good, Dick, if you’re talking about the Last Jedi. But need I remind you that you and I both were nearly taken out in that ordeal- and I don’t think that James Tyson is happy with the six folks involved with the total destruction of our set. Not to mention, they had completely ruined the ending of three months worth of build-up in the Tournament of Power-
Dick Shelby: For once, I’m going to say: ‘Who cares about the Tournament of Power?’ Frankie, like the Linkin Park song in the end, it doesn’t even matter anyway. Because what resulted was a triple-threat Main-Event level match for the ages at WrestleFest Fifteen! One where my new girl… Little Miss Magdalena Lockheart… showed the entire world that the Future truly is now!
Franklin Wright: Your new girl, huh? Well, Dick… I cannot deny you there. But let us not forget that while the epic 205 day reign of Otaki, or Robina Hood, as our FSW Champion did come to an end - one has to think that Otaki is well due her rematch if-and-when she wants it. And if she gets a clean shot at Magdalena, or Kristian Bane should he win tonight, she will be more focused to recapture her championship now than she’s ever been.
Dick Shelby: I sure hope it’s Robina… I like her style.
Franklin Wright: (chuckling) I bet that you do. So with that all being said, let’s get right on down to the action here tonight! Up next we’ve got-
Suddenly, the lights go out and the fans in the arena all begin to murmur to each other.
Franklin Wright: Hold on a second.
Dick Shelby: Could it be?
The deep heartbeat bass of Taylor Swift’s “Look What You Made Me Do” drops over the arena’s public announce speakers as the FSW Champion Magdalena Lockheart emerges from behind the curtain. Magdalena steps out into the center of an amber spotlight wearing a long black dress. For a moment she stands at the top of the stage and applies dark cherry lipstick with the aid of a pocket mirror. The ramp in front of her lights up like a model’s runway. Lockheart struts down the ramp as if she’s modeling the dress, pausing briefly at the bottom to pose while flashbulbs go off all around her.
Dick Shelby: It is! It’s the Leader of the Future! The Princess of our brand! The New FSW Champion!!!
Franklin Wright: Finding it hard to contain yourself, Dick?
Dick Shelby: Humble yourself, fool!
Lockheart walks around the ring towards the camera side, moving all of the way to the southeast ringpost before pulling herself up onto the ring apron. She centers herself on the apron and stands facing the crowd.
But I got smarter, I got harder, In the knick of time.
And me I rose up from the dead I do it all the time.
I got a list of names, yours is in red underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice- Ooh!
Lockheart grabs her dress with both hands and on beat with the song, she rips the dress down the center! An amber spotlight shines straight down on her as golden, sparkling confetti rains down from the ceiling onto the crowd. Flashes go off from cell phone cameras as Lockheart sheds the rest of her dress and reveals the FSW Championship belt hidden beneath. Lockheart pauses for a few moments to allow the crowd to snap more photos.
Dick Shelby: Marry me, Magdalena!
Franklin Wright: Oh please.
Her new entrance music fades and the lights all come back on. For a few moments, Magdalena Lockheart is left standing in the middle of the ring to soak in both the mixed cheers and loud jeers from the crowd. There are a select few fans who try to start a ‘Magdalena’ chant but they only draw the ire of those who aren’t pleased with her more recent tactics. Maggie requests a microphone and is given one from ring announcer Deneen McQueen.
Magdalena Lockheart: If I may have your attention please-
The crowd interrupts her right away with a very loud mixture of slight cheering and heavy boos. Maggie lowers the microphone and appears to laugh as she waits for the Hawaiian crowd to settle down.
Magdalena Lockheart: If you’re done, then perhaps I can get a few words in.
Even stronger boos follow. Maggie can’t help but to shake her head.
Magdalena Lockheart: I came out here tonight to explain myself… explain my actions as it were… but I’m not explaining myself out of pity, nor am I explaining myself out of some misguided guilt. As your Tournament of Power winner and Future Stars of Wrestling champion I feel that it’s more of an… obligation…of sorts… that I tell you why I did what I did to get here. As the Princess of FSW, the pinnacle, the top performer on this brand, I owe it to everyone - the fans, the future stars in the back, and the world - to tell you all exactly why James Tyson’s pet project turned his little perfect world upside down.
Franklin Wright: ...did she just declare herself the Tournament of Power winner? But that’s not-
Dick Shelby: Shush, Wright!
Magdalena Lockheart: In order for you all to understand how little Maggie Lockheart could be standing here before you tonight with this pretty gold belt around my waist, let me just say that everything I’ve done, and everything I’ll continue to do, has been with FSW’s best interest in mind.
Franklin Wright: She must be joking.
Dick Shelby: Frankie, be quiet!
Magdalena Lockheart: It’s true… I know that you all won’t believe me… but it is true.
The fans speak up and give Maggie a piece of their mind with continued jeering.
Magdalena Lockheart: Six months ago I joined FSW. It’s was a beautiful place. I liked to picture it as a luxury cruise ship, perhaps the largest and most luxurious ever built. James Tyson, and those above him in the EWC main offices, should be damned proud of it… and they are. But history teaches us that pride is the deadliest of our sins. So tell me, JT, how far is your big ship really from the bottom of the sea?
The last time someone had built a ship like this, it was called the Titanic- and it was said that God himself could not sink that ship. Everyone already knows what happened to her only five short days after she sailed for the first, and what would be her last time. What happened to the Titanic is a tragedy, but with each sacrifice comes the potential for growth that would not have existed otherwise. Ships today generally do not share her fate because we do not carry that same pride on our shoulders that we once did. You see, I couldn’t let this magnificent ship known as FSW continue to sail through icy waters as if nothing bad was ever going to happen. She either needed a new captain, or an iceberg to bring her back down to reality.
Franklin Wright: That is quite the analogy that she has fabricated to try to justify The Future destroying our entire set…
Dick Shelby: But it’s true though. Were we ever going to take that next big step without this? Where we ever going to look at what was possible if we had to start over?
Franklin Wright: There was nothing wrong with what we had. Otaki had lead us into the future in her own right… and this is quite frankly disrespectful to everything that she had accomplished in her 205 days as our leader.
Magdalena Lockheart: So we tested our ship, our brand. We forced her to sink or sail. FSW as we knew it did sink, but only so that it could start over- so that it could be built brand new and better than it ever was. Now here I am, opening up this new season as your shining champion on the horizon. Everything feels new now; it feels different, doesn’t it? FSW is a land of opportunity now thanks to us- and we realize that it may take some time for this ‘new reality’ of FSW to sink into your heads. But this is how we break the cycle, ladies and gentlemen… This is how we lead Future Stars into... The Future!
The Hawaiian crowd doesn’t seem to agree for the most part, once again Magdalena finds herself on an island in the center of the ring. There are a few diehard ‘Future’ fans trying to have their voices heard; though they are easily drowned out by the majority.
Magdalena Lockheart: There is only one way to accomplish such a lofty goal. We had to do it by force. We had to do it unapologetically. But we only did what absolutely needed to be done. When your eyes gaze upon this new ring, MY ring, understand that I built her with my own two hands. When you see that new stage light up or that new tron screen come to life, know that it’s better because we tore the old one down. And I’m not going to apologize to anyone, no offense, not you people and especially not James Tyson himself. If anything, I think he should come out here and apologize to me!
Franklin Wright: Wow. Either winning the belt has really gone to her head, or she has gone off of the deep end!
Magdalena Lockheart: So, JT- I’m not leaving this ring without you at least coming out to say hi. Don't be shy now… I'm waiting.
Dick Shelby: Oh boy, Magdalena just called out the FSW General Manager James Tyson himself!
Franklin Wright: I don't think that this is a very smart move on her part- I seriously doubt that Mr. Tyson is going to take her claim seriously let alone answer-
“Trophies” by Drake cuts off the end of Wright’s statement and the crowd blows up into cheers. Only few moments into the FSW theme song James Tyson appears at the top of the stage with a microphone in hand. The Hawaiian natives are more than happy to see the General Manager make his first appearance in the new season. Tyson thanks them and then motions to the sound crew to kill the music.
James Tyson: Well Magdalena, you wanted me. You got me.
Tyson’s strong words come over the audience and bring them even further into an uproar. Lockheart grins as she turns her attention solely towards the stage, leaning with her elbows draped over the top rope.
Magdalena Lockheart: I’m so glad that you could join us, boss. So tell me, what are my chances that I get to keep my job now… hmm? Seeing as how I’m now the only champion that you’ve got.
Tyson matches Lockheart’s grin with one of his own. He nods his head and applauds.
James Tyson: I’ve got to give credit where credit is due. You were impressive Miss Lockheart, you always were. If you think that I was ever threatening your employment here at FSW, then you’ve got to understand that what I did was only ever to drive you further into what I felt like you could become.
But before you answer to that, let me be the first to say that I’m not disappointed in you. I am, however, disappointed in what you did- and how you chose to go about doing it. I’m not sure how, or why, you got Kingston and Bane, Miss Glass, and Mr. Icon and Lancer, to help you destroy almost every piece of equipment that FSW owned; but the damage that you six caused goes a lot deeper than just the money it costs to replace a few cameras, a ring and a stage. What you did opened up the gates to anarchy, and showed that anyone who doesn’t appreciate all of these things that we have provided for you can just tear it all to pieces just because they aren’t getting their way.
Magdalena Lockheart: Oh, oh- so that’s what you think that this is all about? No no no. Let me stop you right there, boss. Six months ago I signed a contract for one year, stating that I would do my best to live up to the name of our brand. Yes, I wanted to be a ‘Future Star’ of professional wrestling, and I did my damndest to bring that out to the ring with me every single time I wrestled for you. But this was never about the wrestling, was it? I take down your champion in my debut… IN MY DEBUT! ...and what did I get for it?
No, JT, I sat around quietly- patiently- and I watched as ‘stars’ like Hatchet Gully and Cheyenne get whatever they wanted because they were willing to go far beyond what was necessary to get their opportunities to represent you and your brand. Do you think that I’m actually impressed by you calling me basically a spoiled, ungrateful brat right now in front of the entire world? Or was I supposed to set up bounties and kidnap peoples daughters to follow the examples that were laid out for people like me to follow?
Tyson stands at the top of the stage with his arms crossed over his chest, simply peering back down at ringside.
Magdalena Lockheart: This is why I want an apology from you, Tyson. Not because I’m spoiled- no, that’s asinine. I’m the furthest thing from. I’ve walked out here every show as FSW’s champion, not by the graces of your shiny gold belt- but just with every ounce of blood and sweat; and every teardrop I’ve ever spent trying to give my all for you! You did try to push me to bigger and better things, and I’ll always appreciate that. In truth, you’re like the father that I’ve never had. But Dad, you were wrong about us. This wasn’t the future that FSW was meant to have- and now, I’ve fixed it for you.
James Tyson: Oh I agree with you on one thing, babygirl. You did fix it, you fixed it real good. You wanted things to change, you wanted me to change apparently… and like I said on Twitter: A Tyson either adapts to change, or he submits- and a Tyson never submits. So if change is what you wanted, then change is what you’re going to get. And that all starts here, tonight, when you take on Kristian Bane one-on-one for the FSW Championship!
The Hawaiian crowd jumps up to their feet. They act almost as raucous as if they had no idea what the Main Event was, but something about hearing it once more directly from Tyson’s mouth seems to make the idea of it that much more grand in scale.
James Tyson: We’ll see how well your ‘Future’ plays out Maggie. But remember, the ball is in your court. Oh, and if you do happen to retain your championship tonight, just remember that Otaki and Xavier Reid are somewhere waiting to get their hands on that title that you now hold. So now you get to play the role that you’ve always wanted to play. I only hope for your sake that you’re ready for it.
With a quick signal, Tyson has both microphones cut and “Trophies” playing over the Arena PA speakers once more. Magdalena looks like she’s trying to respond to Tyson through the microphone, but can’t. She becomes extremely agitated and throws the microphone hard into the ground.
Franklin Wright: Wow! James Tyson just came out here and laid the gauntlet down for the champion! Like he said, the ball is in her court now!
Dick Shelby: I can’t believe that Magdalena actually said that James Tyson was like the ‘father that she never had’... she even called him Dad!
Franklin Wright: I don’t think Mr. Tyson took too kindly to that, to be quite honest.
Dick Shelby: Well, at this point Frankie, this is looking like the Tournament of Power and WrestleFest weren’t the end to anything… they were the beginning!
Franklin Wright: Well, while we sort through all that has just transpired… I’d like to take us to A commercial break and we’ll get the first episode of season three underway!
As FSW 52 comes back from commercial....
on the road
on the road
A rev of a guitar, which immediately found itself being drowned out by the roaring cheers of everyone packing out the Neal S. Blaisdell Center tonight, causes all the lights in the arena to drop out into darkness.
on the road
on the road
ON THE ROAD TO VIRIDIAN CITY
With that yell the lights suddenly burst into life, which reveals a woman in a purple cloak standing on the stage. While only her eyes and her smiling mouth could be seen from her hood. Her milky white skin and purple hair making it rather obvious that this person is Otaki. Her cloak doesn't cover the front of her attire, a purple one-piece outfit with no sleeves or coverage for the legs, a belt around her waist with PokéBalls on them and a pair of blue boots, as Otaki takes a moment to look on at the passionately cheering crowd before starting to go down the ramp-way.
McQueen: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the former FSW Champion…OTAKI!!!
Arriving the bottom of the ramp as her was announced Otaki raises her hood up and off, revealing not only her face but also a red gem that is on her forehead. Once she reveals her face the Emo Princess moves around the ring and makes her way over towards Deneen to ask for a microphone. After receiving the microphone, with a cheerful sound ‘thank you’ leaving her lips, the Purple Haired Dynamo waste little time rolling under the bottom rope and getting up to one knee with the back of her shoulders pressing against the middle rope.
Otaki: WELCOME TO THE FIRST FSW OF TWENTY-EIGHTEEN!!!
Loudly and proudly shouts out from the Emo Princess’ lips and immediately the people of Honolulu scream in delight at this as the Englishwoman holds onto the ropes with her free right hand and uses them to get up to her feet.
Otaki: I’m more than certain that most of you were expecting the new FSW Champion, Maggie Lockheart, to be the one kicking off the show. But…you see…I just couldn’t help myself, especially since I’ve got something to get off my chest. No, I ain’t here to call out, taunt and beg Maggie until she hands me a free Title shot. Neither am I here to publicly forget what happened at WrestleFest of twenty-sixteen or start going on and on, and on, about ‘doubt’ and ‘respect’. After all, a real Champion knows that respect is earned, not asked for or complained about.
The milky skinned woman purposely looks directly at hard camera for a couple moments, as if trying to be cheeky or something, before lifting the microphone back up to be near her mouth.
Otaki: But instead I’m here for something important and relevant…
She looks down for a moment before lifting her head back up.
Otaki: Two years ago I signed a contract to be part of FSW and, by hook or crook, I managed to overcome both highs and lows. Two years ago I won Rumble in the Bronx, the first time FSW was even a part of such a match, and then I went into an eight month losing streak…possibly one of the longest streaks in EWC history. Then I won the FSW Championship last year…only to find myself almost broken, physically and mentally, until I finally fell at WrestleFest. So you could say that my past two years has been very up and down…and yet here I still stand: a fighter, a survivor and damn proud to not only be still a part of FSW while others run off to fade away but also to be in front of all of you.
Of course her last few words would elect some cheers from the Hawaiians in attendance tonight but quickly they begin to notice something appearing upon the titantron:
They look at this at confusion before noticing that The Purple Haired Dynamo now has a piece of paper in the hand that isn’t holding a microphone.
Otaki: This piece of paper is a photocopy of the very contract I signed back in April of twenty-sixteen…and it takes that my three years here will come to an end the moment the clocks strike midnight on the seventeenth of December.
Now that announcement brought boos and even some ‘NO!’ chants. The Emo Princess couldn’t help but let the crowd voice their words, knowing that she can’t speak over them, and even smiled softly at this until she could finally have a chance to speak up again.
Otaki: Thank you, that felt good. But that doesn’t change the fact that this could very well be my farewell year since, considering the antics and problems I’ve caused near the end of last year, I wouldn’t blame anybody if they were to decide to not extend my contract…
A resigned look of disappointment etches itself across the milky skinned woman’s face for a couple of moments before she suddenly crumbles the paper into a scrap ball, drops it and kicks it like a football before smiling once more.
Otaki: No more being sad though. If that date means the end of my road then I’ll deal with it until then. But that is then, this is now and until that point in the future I plan to every-single-one of you everything I have every show. Be it fighting against newcomers, dealing with this “The Future” crap…or even become the first ever two time FSW Champion-
She purposely takes a momentary pause to hear the people in attendance roar positively at her mentioning of a possible Championship shot in the future.
Otaki:-no matter what happens, I plan to make this a great year, if not finale.
She calmly states and waits for her theme song to play into the arena once more before sliding out of the ring to hand Deneen McQueen back her microphone before starting to go around the ring so she could go up the ramp way. Once at the stage the former FSW Champion stops and turn around to gift the cheering crowd of Honolulu with a smile and wave before heading to the backstage area via the black curtains.
OPENER
ELIJAH EASTON Vs BROWN EYED HUNTRESS Vs KYLE GAUTIER
The match starts out with all three competitors in the ring being very careful not to be the first one double-teamed on. Unfortunately for the Pompus Prince, his arrogance leads him right in-between a dual barrage from Brown Eyed Huntress and Kyle Gautier, who beat him down and send him flying to the outside of the ring. With the ring to themselves, Huntress and Gautier start to treat this match as a standard one on one match, trading blows until Huntress gets the upper hand with a solid DDT. Huntress goes for the cover.
1…
2…
Kickout by Kyle Gautier. The announcers take this time to remind everyone that his last name is actually pronounced “Go-SHAY”.
Go-SHAY fights back, weathering the storm through a standard offense designed to wear him down. He regains momentum with an elbow to the sternum of Huntress followed with a stiff knee shot to her jaw. Gautier locks in an armbar and acts like he has definitely beaten Huntress by the way that he yells out to the audience in pure joy. Kyle is taken by complete surprise when Huntress is not only able to counter out of the armbar easily, but slaps him across the face for his antics. Gautier charges Huntress but she drills him with a dropkick and goes for another cover.
1…
2…
Gautier kicks out a second time.
The match continues on with a quick look at Elijah Easton who is still nursing his wounds at ringside. Huntress pulls Gautier back to his feet and slaps him again and again, as if to bring the fight out of him. Huntress slaps one time too many and Gautier falls underneath of her arm, ducking the shot. He comes back up with Huntress’ arm trapped in a half-nelson which he turns into a slam. For a moment, Gautier stands over Huntress as if the slam happened all by mistake. Kyle Gautier drops down for the cover:
1…
2…
Kickout by the Brown Eyed Huntress.
Gautier pulls Huntress off of the mat but Huntress counters with a quick inside cradle that gets a close two and three quarters count. Back up on her feet, she swings with a round kick but Gautier trips over his own two feet and he ducks the maneuver. Huntress stumbles over towards the ropes but the Pompus Prince Elijah Easton pulls the top rope down and she tumbles to the ringside floor below. Easton climbs up onto the top rope and tries to surprise Gautier with a flying double ax handle, but he drills him with a european uppercut in mid air. With Easton in a lot of pain, Kyle Gautier rolls him over and locks in The End… a Texas Cloverleaf!
Easton tries to fight the pain, but in mere moments he taps out!
DING DING DING!!!
MATCH 2
SEBASTIAN CONNER Vs JAMES LARSON
oth men receive a warm welcome from the FSW fans, Larson due to being a FSW staple and Conner for his impressive Battle Royal win at WrestleFest and since he is making his FSW debut but the warm welcomes are short lived when early in the match the referee asks for a rope break and after stepping back slaps James Larson across the face and smirks…
From that point on the match moves more towards a brawl, with both men pushing the referee to nearly calling for the bell on several occasions. Larson’s more extreme style of wrestling allows him to take control of the match outside of the ring, using the metal steps, announcers table and guard rail but Sebastian Conner just continues to get up and come forward at James Larson even after Larson clotheslines Conner over the rail and into the front row…
After telling the two this was his final warning both Larson and Conner make their way back into the ring and Sebastian catches James with a spear after being sent into the corner by Larson. He comes to life by hitting a German suplex but holds on a rolls it into another one and brings the fans to their feet with four more continues German suplexes. Sebastian goes to the corner and waits for James Larson to stagger to his feet...
Sebastian explodes out of the corner and ROCKS James Larson with a Superman punch that sends Larson back into the ropes, he bounces off and right into a kick to the midsection from Sebastian who then lifts him up into the air with a suplex and down into Honorable Deeds for the three count and an official FSW debut win.
The camera cut backstage where Xavier Reid is warming up for his match tonight against Stephen Kingston. Destiny Fairchild looks on, having had a rather ROUGH relationship with the FSW star in 2017 but exhales loudly and motions for the camera crew to follow her over towards Xavier Reid…
Destiny Fairchild: Excuse me Xavier…
Xavier, who’s back is turn towards her stops...he reaches out and grab a towel, wipes his face and puts it around his neck. He turns to look at Destiny and smirks…
Destiny Fairchild: Xavier the last time we were at an FSW show you were left a bloody mess…
The camera cuts back to a shot of Xavier Reid being lead away from the ring after the attack by The Future…
Destiny Fairchild: And the last time the EWC fans saw you you were coming up a bit short at WrestleFest as it was Maggie Lockheart walking out as the NEW FSW Champion, I have to ask since the FSW fans are wondering, how are you dealing with the lack luster end to 2017?
Xavier looks at Destiny and removes the towel and wipes his face off one more time before tossing the towel to the side…
Xavier Reid: Not holding back are you Destiny, no I did not close out 2017 the way I would have wanted...I was determined to win the Tournament of Power and take that win and go onto WrestleFest and beat Otaki and end the year as the FSW Champion but that’s not what happened...my focus was on a single task that I was blind to see what was going on backstage...the little huddles from wrestlers I could have cared less about...the whispers of something big on the horizon ignored because the names involved were of those I had already dismissed and left behind...rumors that Maggie Lockheart was right in the middle laughed at because what would the little princess really do...organize a free hug post match tradition...but I couldn’t have been more wrong...I’m man enough to admit it...I didn’t think she had it in her and because of that she ended 2018 on top of the FSW world...and that is my cross to bear…
Destiny Fairchild: So what the fans of the FSW want to know is what is next...for Xavier Reid?
Xavier Reid: Well that’s the great thing about it being a new year...we get to hit the reset button and put everything in the past...and look towards The Future…
Xavier looks at Destiny and smirks as she just shakes her head at the bad pun…
Xavier Reid: 2017 ended with The Future on the highest of highs...on top of the world...but there is only one way to go when you reach the top...and that’s right back down the mountain...and it starts right here in Honolulu, Hawaii...just yesterday we were all awoken with an alert that a ballistic missile was heading are way...that death and destruction was coming towards us...and for Stephen Kingston that would have been welcomed...because it would have meant that GOD himself...and a crazy man from North Korea were on his side and were willing to kill thousands in order to save him from the beating I’m about to put on him...sadly Stephen Kingston’s misfortune was the rest of the islands sigh of relief when it was announced that there had been a mistake made...while others breathed a little easier Stephen Kingston’s heart starting racing...because he knew he was not saved...that in fact something much worse was coming for him and him only...death by Fire and Fury...it would have been too easy for him...too quick...no I want to make this personal...for it to be as slow and as painful as possible...maybe Maggie convinced you all there would be no ramification for what you did at FSW #51...what you did to me...but that means either A) she is in over her head or B) she is willing to lose each and every one of you for her own gain...see Stephen...you guys wanted to send a loud and clear message that The Future had arrived...well I’m about to send a little message of my own...at your cost...to the rest of The Future...to Maggie Lockheart...the one by one I am coming for each and every one of them...until I get to you...nowhere is safe...not here in FSW or Friday night’s on Rampage...I will not stop until each and every one of them pay at my hands...in 2017 the FSW got to see what kind of a talent I was inside that ring...you asked me what is next for Xavier Reid...to show the FSW the vicious side of me...the one that made me oh so dangerous in the past...the side that Stephen Kingston is about to see first hand...if the FSW enjoyed the destruction of FSW #51...well sit back and enjoy #52…
Xavier reaches out and puts his hand on the shoulder of Destiny Fairchild…
Xavier Reid: Because this time Miss Fairchild I’m giving everyone fair warning...there will be no sneak attack...I’m going to march right out to that ring and put an end to Stephen Kingston’s FUTURE…
Xavier smiles and walks away from Destiny Fairchild and the FSW camera...
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MATCH 3
HATCHET GULLY Vs MATT ANGEL
Hatchet Gully takes the early advantage by attacking Angel with a Running Knee from behind before the bell. He stomps on the downed Angel until the ref gets in the way. This gives Angel the chance to get to his feet, when he does Gully charges but Angel catches him and sends him crashing into the corner with an Exploder Suplex. Angel follows with a 450 Splash. He goes for the cover but Gully kicks out at 2. As Gully gets to his feet Angel goes for The Prophecies End but Gully pushes him off and into the ropes then catches him with the KTFO. Gully quickly heads to the corner and hops to the top turnbuckles. He leaps and connects with the Ninja Splash. He makes the cover and the ref makes the 3 count. Giving Gully the victory.
#What Scares us is, I think we needed...
#Violence...
#Violence...
#BREAK IT DOWN LIKE YOU KNOW IT'S LOADED!!!
#I GOT IT COCKED AND LOADED!!!
#I GOT A SICKNESS TO FEED!!
"Violence" by Dope continues to play. The fog is parted by the forward motion of a heavily tattooed Jack Nomad suddenly bursting forth with a long legged stride.#I GOT IT COCKED AND LOADED!!!
#I GOT A SICKNESS TO FEED!!
#SO BREAK IT DOWN LIKE YOU'RE UNDEVOTED!!!
#DON'T NEED A FUCKIN' MOTIVE!!
#I HOPE YOU'RE READY TO BBBBLLLLEEEEDDDD!!!
His attire consists of a black leather hooded jacket decorated with the word "HARDCORE" on the back, black jeans, motorcycle boots, and tape on his fists. In his hand is a barbwire wrapped silver mop handle sporting black electrical tape at both ends. #DON'T NEED A FUCKIN' MOTIVE!!
#I HOPE YOU'RE READY TO BBBBLLLLEEEEDDDD!!!
Arriving at ringside, he climbs onto the ring apron and walks to the very center of that apron. Turning to face the fans, Jack throws his arms out at his sides. His face is a burning, intense scowl as he surveys the crowd. He then turns and enters the ring.
He throws his hood back to reveal his slightly crooked nose and dark brown eyes. Blond hair hangs in his bushy, bearded face as he lowers his head forward to glare at the camera from beneath the ridge of his brow. We notice his face is decorated with small, still healing pockmarks and bits of tape and small band aids. It was clear that he had suffered some damage in his match against Jackson Knox. Nomad throws his arms out at his sides, fists clenched tightly with the mop handle held firmly in hand and spins around to scowl at the audience. He reaches into his inner jacket pocket and produces a microphone which he brings it straight to his lips as his music dies out.
Crowd: NOMAD! NOMAD! NOMAD!!!!
He quirked his brow a bit as the crowd gave a small surprise chant. Either they were pro FSW and anti-Brawl or there was a really defiant cheering section in this arena. Clearly he wasn't expecting the cheers or even a show of preference or respect at all. He smirked a bit and began to pace the ring, deciding to rub the victory in a little more.
Jack: Well, Jackass Knox, Who's a fucking fraud now, motherfucker? How's it feel to find out just how fucking wrong you were about me? Huh? I came into your house and ruined you as you tried to ruin me. All you did was talk down to me, treat me like I was a piece of shit to scrape off your boot. Well, now where does that leave you, Kid? WHERE DOES THAT FUCKING LEAVE YOU?! You called me a fraud, a piece of shit, and a pussy. So what does that make you, when you are less than the piece of shit, fraudulent pussy you've labelled me as?
Nomad snickered and shook his head.
Before I met Jackass Knox, I was a nothing to the people in EWC. No one. My history didn't mean shit in this big league promotion. Now, thanks to him, they have a fucking clue about the product they bought into. They know what kind of a man Jack Nomad truly is. He played my game exactly how I wanted him to play it. The others that I had beaten before him weren't loud enough in their roles. Criss Cassidy, Stephen Kingston, and HH3 are well known commodities, but while my victories over them were good milestones, they were too professional to make it as personal as Jackass chose to. He was the squeaky wheel that needed to be greased and damn did I grease the fuck out of him.
Jack turned towards the nearest camera with a sneer.
Every word he spoke, every thought he had, every action he took was exactly to my specifications. Even my 'mistakes' were part of the grand design of this vengeful God to his meek mortal ass. I gave him all the rope and in the end, he swayed so nicely as he hung himself with it. Thank you, Jackass Knox, for becoming a message to the rest of the locker room....
The Duke of Violence leaned over the ropes for emphasis towards that camera.
....Don't fuck with Jack Nomad....
And with that he dropped the microphone in pipe bomb fashion, turned and exited the ring as his music played loud and proud. He walked with his chin held high and a bit of John Wayne swagger in his step. By nature, he wasn't a truly arrogant man, but there was a smugness to his features that he just couldn't wipe away. Odder still, he couldn't get over the fact that some people in the crowd were actually cheering his name. He wondered idly to himself, "What kind of fucked up world do we live in where people cheer for me? I'm the fucking bad guy here..."
The EWCTV Network feed cuts to the backstage area of the Neal S.Blaisdell Center. Criss Cassidy is in the locker room area preparing for his upcoming match with Otaki, stretching in his ring gear. All seems to be peaceful until there is a knock on his locker room door. Criss peers at the door questioningly and pulls himself up.
Criss Cassidy: Who the hell could that be?
Cassidy walks over to the door and opens it to reveal Magdalena Lockheart. The short, silver-haired girl is standing in the doorway applying lipstick to her lips with the aid of a compact mirror. She looks up at Criss and calmly closes the compact mirror and twists the tube of lipstick until the dark hued makeup disappears back into its tube. She slides both of the items back into her purse and bats her eyelashes as she smiles sweetly in Criss’ direction.
Criss Cassidy: Magdalena! What a pleasant surprise. You must be here to wish me good luck. And what better way than with a kiss?
Cassidy smirks and leans towards Maggie who chuckles and gives herself permission to enter his locker room. She steps right past him and moves towards his gym bag.
Criss Cassidy: Well if you’re not here for that, what are you doing here Magdalena?
Magdalena Lockheart: Oh Criss. You’re simply adorable, you know that? Of course I came here to wish you luck against Otaki tonight. Or Robina. Whatever. She’s a tough challenge alright, but trust me- so are you.
Criss Cassidy: Thanks champ.
Magdalena Lockheart: No, seriously. I’m not being sarcastic or anything. I really mean it.
Maggie peers around Cassidy’s gym bag as if she were looking for something. She finds a bottle of Gatorade sticking out of one of the side pouches. She swipes it, and looks right into Criss’s eyes as she toys with the bottle.
Magdalena Lockheart: I mean, look at us Criss. You and I battled so hard in those semi-finals of the Tournament of Power. You came real far and… well… we earned the right to face each other that night. I know that the Parking Lot Brawl didn’t end exactly the way that you wanted it to, but it really could have gone either way. I know that if you would have beaten me that night, then it would be you standing here with the FSW Championship right now- and I’d be the one looking at another shot at you to possibly get it.
Criss Cassidy: Well I appreciate your sentiment and maybe one day I will get another shot. Now that you’ve got that thang strapped around your waist, it’s just another thing I want to take off you.
Magdalena Lockheart: Oh really?
She grins.
Magdalena Lockheart: Well now, I’ll put it to you like this, Criss. I’ve always been a big believer in you and in your talents. If FSW truly was the land of opportunity that I think that it can be, I don’t see why you wouldn’t be FSW Champion some day. Maybe not any time soon, buttt…
She winks at him.
Magdalena Lockheart: I think that you get the picture.
Criss Cassidy: As long as you and your new crew don’t try and jump me like the last dude. We’re good.
Magdalena Lockheart: The last dude? Oh, you wouldn't happen to be talking about the bastard Volando Xavier Reid - Mister Backstab himself?
Criss Cassidy: Look, I see your intentions and I know they’re for the good. But you can’t expect people to endorse a six-on-one beatdown. Even if it is a prick like Xavier.
Magdalena Lockheart: I'm not asking you to endorse it. All I'm saying is that what happened to Reid could have been a lot worse.
She pauses for a moment, tapping her finger to her chin.
Magdalena Lockheart: But hey- I’ll tell you what. You try making significant changes in your place of employment without doing a little bit of damage or pissing some people off in the process, and you tell me how you were able to accomplish that, okay? If you really think that what we did makes us bad people- then perhaps I am in the wrong locker room after all.
Criss Cassidy: No you’re not. I’m just giving you a different perspective. I’m an outsider looking in remember? I was as shocked as anybody when that all that went down and I wasn’t expecting you to be at the forefront.
Magdalena Lockheart: Look. All I’m trying to say is: in the war to shape the future of Future Stars, we may have fired the first shot; we may have dealt the first blow. But look at the main event that Tyson put together tonight and tell me that this isn’t just the beginning of many more battles to come.
Criss Cassidy: But that’s your fault, isn’t it? Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?
Magdalena Lockheart: It’s what we wanted, Criss. All of The Future’s members, myself included, and perhaps most of the locker room too if they were just open and honest with themselves.
Criss Cassidy: What are you trying to say?
Magdalena Lockheart: I’m always looking for the good people back here who I know would have my back just like I would have theirs when they needed me the most. The Future, and those who shape it, are as ever-changing as the future itself. I could use you, Criss. Will you join the cause and fight alongside me? Or are you going to wait around for your next opportunity to come along? Because between you and me, Mr. Second Coming- it's an awfully long line regardless of where you stand in it.
Just when it seems like Criss Cassidy is contemplating his response, the feed cuts back to ringside.
Franklin Wright: Oh my- is Magdalena trying to recruit the services of Criss Cassidy into the Future?
Dick Shelby: It would certainly seem so Frankie. And if he’s smart, the answer will be yes!
Franklin Wright: Well, she seems like she's really trying to pour on the charm. I don't know if this has something to do with his match with Otaki later on this evening, or-
Dick Shelby: If she's trying to get into his pants?
Franklin Wright: No. I think Magdalena is a master manipulator; and that Cassidy has to be extremely careful in any future dealings with her.
Dick Shelby: ...but come on, Frankie. How many times are you going to get the Champion walking into your locker room trying to recruit you personally?
Franklin Wright: Me, personally? None... I hope. But I’m being told that we have to get on to our next match, so here we go.
MATCH 4
OTAKI VS CRISS CASSIDY
The crowd was in for a treat as our Fourth Match of the night featured our former FSW Champion, Otaki, taking on one of the stars from EWC Prime, Criss Cassidy. Both were given a warm welcome when they came out. Megan was very focused once in the ring, obviously looking to bounce back after losing her championship less then a month ago. Criss had an obvious size advantage and he used that in the early going.
The two went back and forth for some time. Criss at one point dropped Otaki with the Holy Grail and seemed poised to win, but the Purple Haired Dynamo proved to be as strong and determined as always and managed to kick out at the last possible moment. Criss had many fans from his old basketball days in the audience, and he was slightly distracted by a chant that started up for him, which allowed The Emo Princess to get her barrings and go on the attack.
Otaki had Criss on his knees and hit him with a spinning heel kick to the jaw. Moments later Megan was able to drop Criss with the Kamehameha! The pin, the count but NO! Kick out!
The crowd was going absolutely bonkers at this point!
More back and forth in a very even fight. Both Otaki and Criss had big moments, but neither of them could be put down. It was an awesome display of the former FSW Champion and a Indy Circuit Wrestling star looking to make a name for himself.
In the end, Otaki was able to capitalize on an unaware ref as she spits her red mist into Cassidy's eyes, and with him blinded, popped Criss with brass knuckles and then finished him off with the Grand Finale. 3 count, and this one was in the bag. Criss with an unbelievable performance, but it was the former FSW Champion proving she still has a whole lot left in the tank
MATCH 5
XAVIER REID VS STEPHEN KINGSTON
Neither man wasted time taking the fight to each other, with Reid landing quick shoot kicks to Kingston’s legs, hoping to cut him down. Kingston held his ground with crisp counters, taking Reid to the mat with a series of suplexes and even catching one of Reid’s kicks for a dragon screw. Both men were quick to their feet in the early minutes, until Kingston missed a rolling elbow, allowing Reid to counter with a pele kick, sending Kingston to the mat for a quick one count.
From there, Reid took full control, continuing to wear Kingston down with his quicker, more precise offense. He landed an X-Ploder powerbomb into the turnbuckles, then followed up with a top rope frankensteiner for a two count. Kingston, obviously still rattled, took an opening to land a spinning spinebuster, halting some of Reid’s momentum. Looking to capitalize on the slowed pacing, he tied attacked Reid’s knee with a series of knee drops, and even tied his legs around the ringpost with a figure-four, forcing the referee to break the hold.
Reid struggled to get the blood back into his knee, but was obviously slowed, allowing Kingston to reclaim control by hitting a triple dragon suplex, bridging the last one for a close two. Determined to get back the upper hand, Reid blasted Kingston with a buzzsaw kick, but appeared to further irritate his knee, leaving him limping. Still fighting the cobwebs, Kingston hit the knee with a chop block, then a flip-over knee breaker.
Hitting the ropes as Reid struggled to get up, Kingston went for a knee trembler, but Reid ducked underneath. Using his arms to push himself up, he leapt up behind Kingston to deliver the X-Ecution with his one good knee, quickly rolling into the cover for a hard-earned three count at sixteen minutes and forty seconds.
The scene opens to Otaki, worn and torn from her back and forth war with one Criss Cassidy. She stands backstage with Destiny Fairchild and the interviewer patiently waits for the battered and bruised former FSW Champion to control her heavy breathing before speaking up.
Fairchild: Otaki, that was a …
Before Destiny can finish, Criss Cassidy walks right into the interview and comes face to face with Otaki. The red blood mist is still on his face and is accompanied by a scowl. However the Emo Princess smiles at this, softly rests her left arm across Fairchild’s shoulders and use her as a way to support her balance as she uses her right hand to pull a picture of Criss Cassidy out from behind herself.
Otaki: Hey, Destiny, do you think that - compared to this picture - Criss looks much better right now than he does in this picture? I can definitely tell you’ve made some improvements to your appearance since barely failing to beat m-
Irritated by the Purple Haired Dynamo’s words the Second Coming rips the picture out of Otaki’s hands and shreds it up before stepping even closer to the Englishwoman.
Cassidy: What you did out there was bullshit! That’s why you lost the title, you’re a coward!
Otaki: A coward? Me? I’m a coward for pulling out the same trick on you that I successfully used on the very best Rampage have? Is that what this means?
The Emo Princess chuckles softly as she gets off the interviewer and rests her back up against the nearest wall for physical support.
Otaki: You’re clearly a fool. All I’ve tried to do, for the past year, is survive by any means necessary. You, and many others, saw what happened the moment I won the FSW Championship last year. I’ve had a bounty on my head and had people I thought I could give a tiny bit of trust to...try to cave my skull in on numerous occasions. Then I had someone come after me with such vicious intent that they stole my own flesh and blood in an attempt to destroy me…
The milky skinned woman paused for a moment to take a more emotional sounding deep breath.
Otaki: I had to do whatever I possibly could to overcome the adversary, to get revenge and to survive another moment longer. So if you want to label my actions as cowardly or even label me as a coward for you couldn’t overcome me...then fine, I’ll take on the label ‘Coward’ with pride and continue to show how, Championship or no Championship, I haven’t loss a step at all.
Cassidy: Well if you think you’re so good, how about we go at it again. You and I, right now in that ring.
Otaki: So...you want a rematch...against the ‘Coward’ you couldn’t defeat?
Cassidy: I want to see if you can actually beat me without cheating.
The young Brit giggles softly at this...only for a brief moment however as she immediately coughs and clenches her side before lifting her head back up to look at Criss.
Otaki: You know that cowards are the types who run away from a challenge and not accept them...right?
Cassidy: What are you trying to say? You’re gonna hop on your bike and run?
A smirk etches itself on the Englishwoman’s face.
Otaki: Hey, I didn’t say no, did I? Let’s just say...that I’ll think about it...okay?
She asks in a seemingly chilledly calm manner before finally pushing herself off the wall to staggedly stand face-to-face with the taller male. Yet instead of saying anything the milky skinned woman simply lets her smirk grow in size before calmly limping away, leaving Destiny with the Second Coming.
Fairchild: Anything you want to sa-
Cassidy storms off, visibly frustrated while trying to wipe the red mist off his face.
From there, Reid took full control, continuing to wear Kingston down with his quicker, more precise offense. He landed an X-Ploder powerbomb into the turnbuckles, then followed up with a top rope frankensteiner for a two count. Kingston, obviously still rattled, took an opening to land a spinning spinebuster, halting some of Reid’s momentum. Looking to capitalize on the slowed pacing, he tied attacked Reid’s knee with a series of knee drops, and even tied his legs around the ringpost with a figure-four, forcing the referee to break the hold.
Reid struggled to get the blood back into his knee, but was obviously slowed, allowing Kingston to reclaim control by hitting a triple dragon suplex, bridging the last one for a close two. Determined to get back the upper hand, Reid blasted Kingston with a buzzsaw kick, but appeared to further irritate his knee, leaving him limping. Still fighting the cobwebs, Kingston hit the knee with a chop block, then a flip-over knee breaker.
Hitting the ropes as Reid struggled to get up, Kingston went for a knee trembler, but Reid ducked underneath. Using his arms to push himself up, he leapt up behind Kingston to deliver the X-Ecution with his one good knee, quickly rolling into the cover for a hard-earned three count at sixteen minutes and forty seconds.
The scene opens to Otaki, worn and torn from her back and forth war with one Criss Cassidy. She stands backstage with Destiny Fairchild and the interviewer patiently waits for the battered and bruised former FSW Champion to control her heavy breathing before speaking up.
Fairchild: Otaki, that was a …
Before Destiny can finish, Criss Cassidy walks right into the interview and comes face to face with Otaki. The red blood mist is still on his face and is accompanied by a scowl. However the Emo Princess smiles at this, softly rests her left arm across Fairchild’s shoulders and use her as a way to support her balance as she uses her right hand to pull a picture of Criss Cassidy out from behind herself.
Otaki: Hey, Destiny, do you think that - compared to this picture - Criss looks much better right now than he does in this picture? I can definitely tell you’ve made some improvements to your appearance since barely failing to beat m-
Irritated by the Purple Haired Dynamo’s words the Second Coming rips the picture out of Otaki’s hands and shreds it up before stepping even closer to the Englishwoman.
Cassidy: What you did out there was bullshit! That’s why you lost the title, you’re a coward!
Otaki: A coward? Me? I’m a coward for pulling out the same trick on you that I successfully used on the very best Rampage have? Is that what this means?
The Emo Princess chuckles softly as she gets off the interviewer and rests her back up against the nearest wall for physical support.
Otaki: You’re clearly a fool. All I’ve tried to do, for the past year, is survive by any means necessary. You, and many others, saw what happened the moment I won the FSW Championship last year. I’ve had a bounty on my head and had people I thought I could give a tiny bit of trust to...try to cave my skull in on numerous occasions. Then I had someone come after me with such vicious intent that they stole my own flesh and blood in an attempt to destroy me…
The milky skinned woman paused for a moment to take a more emotional sounding deep breath.
Otaki: I had to do whatever I possibly could to overcome the adversary, to get revenge and to survive another moment longer. So if you want to label my actions as cowardly or even label me as a coward for you couldn’t overcome me...then fine, I’ll take on the label ‘Coward’ with pride and continue to show how, Championship or no Championship, I haven’t loss a step at all.
Cassidy: Well if you think you’re so good, how about we go at it again. You and I, right now in that ring.
Otaki: So...you want a rematch...against the ‘Coward’ you couldn’t defeat?
Cassidy: I want to see if you can actually beat me without cheating.
The young Brit giggles softly at this...only for a brief moment however as she immediately coughs and clenches her side before lifting her head back up to look at Criss.
Otaki: You know that cowards are the types who run away from a challenge and not accept them...right?
Cassidy: What are you trying to say? You’re gonna hop on your bike and run?
A smirk etches itself on the Englishwoman’s face.
Otaki: Hey, I didn’t say no, did I? Let’s just say...that I’ll think about it...okay?
She asks in a seemingly chilledly calm manner before finally pushing herself off the wall to staggedly stand face-to-face with the taller male. Yet instead of saying anything the milky skinned woman simply lets her smirk grow in size before calmly limping away, leaving Destiny with the Second Coming.
Fairchild: Anything you want to sa-
Cassidy storms off, visibly frustrated while trying to wipe the red mist off his face.
KRISTIAN BANE Vs MAGDALENA LOCKHEART
Franklin Wright: What an incredible season opener it has been for Season Three of Future Stars of Wrestling. However, we still have our main event of the evening up next: an FSW Championship match between the new FSW Champion Magdalena Lockheart and her ‘Future’ Stablemate: Kristian Bane.
Dick Shelby: Despite this being the travesty of justice that you and I both know was perpetrated by none other than James Tyson himself, this match does have the potential to further change the landscape of FSW right out of the gate.
Franklin Wright: No, I don’t know why you would think that this match is a ‘travesty’, other than you thinking that perhaps Mr. Tyson put this match together solely to drive dissention into the ranks of The Future.
Dick Shelby: Well, isn’t it obvious Frankie? That’s exactly what Tyson is trying to do!
Franklin Wright: Perhaps. I’m not going to sit here and act like I know what goes on in the General Manager’s mind.
Dick Shelby: Not only is he forcing the Future to fight each other, he’s doing so by putting the most prestigious prize in our industry on the line between two members that could hold legitimacy as The Future’s leader. Kristian Bane is actually the more tenured of the two, so as far as seniority goes, he actually has Lockheart beat.
Franklin Wright: ...and in all of that time, Dick; I don’t remember Bane ever getting a shot at the FSW Championship one on one. So, honestly Dick, that makes Bane one of the toughest and most dangerous opponents that Magdalena Lockheart has ever faced.
Dick Shelby: True. But if Bane thinks that he can just walk over little Maggie, boy does he have another thing coming. This girl not only pinned Otaki once, but twice, in her career thus far. I wouldn’t be walking into this match thinking that it were a piece of cake if I were Bane- I’d be taking this opportunity very seriously.
Franklin Wright: Well, we’ll see if Bane has the drive to become the new FSW Champion or if Lockheart wants to keep the championship that she just earned a little more than Bane wants to take it from her. I’m sure that regardless of what James Tyson’s intentions might be, that this contest will be one for the ages. Let’s take it away to Deneen McQueen at ringside.
Deneen McQueen: Ladies and Gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for-
Crowd: One fall!
Deneen McQueen: ...one fall! And it is for the FSW Championship!!! Introducing first, the challenger:
The arena goes dark, a slow booming sound can be heard and BAM! Pyros shoot off as 'The Vengeful One' blares. Kristian Bane walks out in front of the crowd.
Deneen McQueen: Standing at six feet six inches tall, and weighing three-hundred and fifteen pounds; from Cincinnati, Ohio - He is the ‘Bringer of Bane’ KRISTIAN BANE!!!
Bane walks methodically to the ring. He waits in the ring for his next victim.
Dick Shelby: Kristian Bane looks as focused and determined as ever… perhaps even more so knowing what is at stake here tonight. A win could propel him into superstardom while a loss could see him back at the very end of a long, long line.
Franklin Wright: I don’t know about that. Bane has looked quite impressive in the past against challengers like Otaki; and has done well in his recent tag team pairing with Ian Icon. Bane could be ready to break out at any moment. The only question is will tonight be Bane’s moment, or will he have to wait a little longer?
Dick Shelby: Given the look in his eyes, Frankie, it doesn’t seem like Bane has much patience left in the proverbial tank to keep letting his moment slip by.
Franklin Wright: I agree. Try as they might, a six-foot-six inch monster can only be held down for so long before something, or somebody breaks.
Dick Shelby: You mean like our entire set in the season two finale?
Franklin Wright: When you put it like that… yeah. Kind of.
Deneen McQueen: And his opponent:
The deep heartbeat bass of Taylor Swift’s “Look What You Made Me Do” drops over the arena’s public announce speakers as the FSW Champion Magdalena Lockheart emerges from behind the curtain. Magdalena steps out into the center of an amber spotlight wearing a long black dress. For a moment she stands at the top of the stage and applies dark cherry lipstick with the aid of a pocket mirror. The ramp in front of her lights up like a model’s runway. Lockheart struts down the ramp as if she’s modeling the dress, pausing briefly at the bottom to pose while flashbulbs go off all around her.
Deneen McQueen: Standing at five feet three inches tall, and weighing in at one-hundred and eleven pounds; from Inwood, New York - She is the FSW CHAMPION MAGDALENA LOCKHEART!!!
Lockheart walks around the ring towards the camera side, moving all of the way to the southeast ringpost before pulling herself up onto the ring apron. She centers herself on the apron and stands facing the crowd.
But I got smarter, I got harder, In the knick of time.
And me I rose up from the dead I do it all the time.
I got a list of names, yours is in red underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice- Ooh!
Lockheart grabs her dress with both hands and on beat with the song, she rips the dress down the center! An amber spotlight shines straight down on her as golden, sparkling confetti rains down from the ceiling onto the crowd. Flashes go off from cell phone cameras as Lockheart sheds the rest of her dress and reveals the FSW Championship belt hidden beneath. Lockheart pauses for a few moments to allow the crowd to snap more photos.
Franklin Wright: I was watching Magdalena as she through the curtain this evening and all the way down to the ring. I wanted to see if there was any discernible emotions that I could gather from her face or from her body language - you know - like anger or frustration. But much like Bane, what I see from her is just a very focused, very determined look. It mirrored pretty much the same look that we saw from her at WrestleFest XV, and we all know what happened there.
Dick Shelby: Yeah, I’m telling you Frankie, I wouldn’t put the foot and a quarter height difference or the two hundred pound weight difference in as a reason to bet against this girl. What we’ve seen out of her in her tenure in Future Stars is absolutely impressive when it comes to what she’s been able to accomplish especially when the odds are against her.
Franklin Wright: We’ve seen her bleed all over the ring on multiple occasions. We’ve seen her as the sole survivor for our team at StableWars. We’ve seen her in a parking lot brawl with Criss Cassidy. We could even go all of the way back to her debut and honestly Lockheart just continues to get better in every facet of her game - gradually. No, I’d say that I wouldn’t bet against her in any situation.
Dick Shelby: Kristian Bane may become the new FSW Champion tonight, but he won’t take the championship away from Magdalena Lockheart lightly, that’s for sure.
Franklin Wright: Both of these ‘Future’ members have a fight on their hands - at the hands of each other. And I for one cannot wait to see it unfold here tonight.
Dick Shelby: Well, we’re in front of a sold-out crowd here at the Neal S.Blaisdell Center… and there’s only one thing left to do.
Franklin Wright: Senior Referee Jacob Waters has just finished checking over both the champion and the challenger, and now he’s calling for the opening bell!
DING DING DING
Maggie and Bane circle each other a few times. Both step toward each other, Bane kicks it off with an attempted haymaker, but Maggie uses her speed to duck under, and deliver a kick to the back of Bane’s knee. She charges and bounces off the ropes, but Bane recuperates sooner than expected, turns and takes her down with a vicious Clothesline. He bounces back first off the ropes, he leaps, coming down for a Leg Drop, but Maggie manages to roll out of the way at the last second, causing Bane to crash into the canvas. Maggie charges and connects Knee Strike to the face of Bane, while Bane is on keester, managing to bring the big man down. She goes down for a quick cover… the ref counts…
ONE
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. Bane tosses Maggie off of him.
Bane gets to his feet as does Maggie. Bane charges and goes for another Clothesline but Maggie ducks. She goes for a kick to the kidneys as soon as he turns but he catches her leg, and uses his might to lift and toss her hard into the corner. He charges and connects with a Big Boot to the face of Maggie. Maggie drops, and Bane makes a cover...the ref counts…
ONE
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TW...kickout by Maggie.
Franklin Wright: Some good back and forth action to start this match. Still too early to tell who will walk out as FSW Champion tonight.
Dick Shelby: Is it really though? She can take one hell of a beating, but she has taken that kind of beating from a man the size of Kristian Bane.
Bane gets up, frustrated Maggie kicked out so quickly. He grabs her by the hair and drags her to her feet. He slaps his hand around her throat, and lifts, but Maggie counters with a few kicks to the gut with enough force to make Bane loosen his grasp a bit. Maggie then connects with a few elbows to the side of Bane’s head, finally escaping the big man’s grasp. She takes a second to catch her breath before exploding to her feet and connects with a Spinning Heel Kick, staggering the big man. Maggie quickly gets to feet, bounces back first off the nearest ropes, and goes for a Leaping Forearm, but as she leaps, Bane steps into it, catches her, and slams her down with a Powerslam. He goes for a cocky, nonchalant cover by stomping down on the gut of Maggie, then leaving his foot there and flexing while the ref counts…
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TW...kickout by Maggie
Franklin Wright: Bane got a little too cocky for his own good. If he would’ve kept on the attack, maybe that would have been the end of Magdalena Lockheart’s reign.
Dick Shelby: There is no such thing as too cocky when you can dominate your opponent like Bane can.
Bane frustrated, grabs Maggie by the hair and drags her to her feet, she grabs her arm and whips her into the ropes. He steps up and spins for the Hit-N-Run, but Maggie ducks it, and continues to the other ropes, she bounces off, as she gets closer, she leaps, and connects with a Double Leg Dropkick, taking the legs out from under Bane. Maggie takes a few seconds to gather herself, while she does Bane begins to get to his feet. As Bane gets to his feet, Maggie sneaks up behind Bane and connects with a kick to the back knee followed by a kick to the back of the head, knocking Bane back down to the mat. Maggie stalks Bane and waits for her moment.
Franklin Wright: That was the Beat Rush. Anyone paying attention to Magdalena Lockheart’ career knows what is coming next.
As Bane is starting to get up, Maggie charges at him. When she reaches him, he is on all fours, Maggie jumps, trying to finish him with the Lacrimosa, but Bane has it scouted and pushes himself backwards, avoiding the potential final blow.
Dick Shelby: Even Bane knew it was coming. He is determined to win the FSW Title.
Franklin Wright: Maggie may need to switch things up if she wants her first title defense to be a successful one.
Maggie turns, and is met with two hands wrapped around her throat. Bane lifts and brings her down with a Double Handed Chokeslam. Instead of going for the cover, Bane grabs Maggie and sets her up in Powerbomb position, but as he lifts her up, she brings her elbow straight down on his head, then another, and a third time is a charm as he drops her. Maggie lands on her feet, she steps up and connects with a Step-Up Enziguri, Bane is staggering back. Maggie follows with a Leaping Forearm, knocking Bane to a knee. Maggie gets up and takes a few steps back, as Bane is about to get back to his feet, Maggie charges and connects with a Running Knee that sends the big man to the mat. Maggie quickly hooks the legs...the ref counts…
ONE
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TWO
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.Th...kickout by Bane.
Maggie rolls off Bane and catches her breath. She takes her time getting to her feet, which allows Bane to get to his feet.
Dick Shelby: Kristian Bane is a hard man to put down for that 3 count. Trying to take the big man down is hard enough. This is an uphill battle for the FSW Champion.
Maggie charges at Bane again, but this time Bane connects with the Hit N Run, sending Maggie crashing to the mat. Bane bounces back first off the ropes, leaps, and connects with a Big Splash. He makes the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
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TWO
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THRE...kickout by Maggie Lockheart.
Dick Shelby: I hope Maggie wasn’t planning on being able to breath for the rest of this match. That may have shattered a few ribs.
Bane slams his fist against the match in frustration. He gets up, grabs Maggie by the hair, dragging her to her feet. He cocks back and goes a WMD punch, but Maggie ducks, and runs to the opposite end of the ring. Bane charges, goes for a Clothesline, but Maggie ducks again and keeps her momentum halfway to the other end of ring, she stops turns, and charges back. As Bane turns, Maggie connects with the Meteor Kick, causing Bane to faceplant. Maggie quickly turns him over and goes for the pin...the ref counts…
ONE
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TWO
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Th...kickout by Bane.
Maggie gets to her feet and waits for Bane to get up. As Bane gets up, Maggie charges at Bane, but Bane is ready for her, and drops her to the mat with a Flapjack. Bane bounces backfirst off the ropes, he leaps, going for another Big Splash, but this time Maggie rolls out of the way. They both take a few seconds to get to their feet, which they do at the same time. Maggie goes for a kick, but Bane catches her leg, Bane spins her around, but as comes around, she leap and connects with an Inside Crescent Kick.
Franklin Wright: The Eclipsis Lunae!
Maggie hooks the legs...Bane counts…
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TWO
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Deneen McQueen:Here is your winner...and still FSW CHAMPION…. MAGDALENA LOCKHEART!!!
Franklin Wright: What A Match! What a Way to Kick Off the 2018 FSW Season! The FSW Champion took everything Bane could throw at her, and managed to walk out holding the FSW Title held high.
Magdalena Lockheart drops to her knees to take in the moment with her hands on her face. Suddenly, Nostalgia hops over the barricade from out of nowhere. He grabs the FSW Title and slides in the ring. He surprises his tag partner, extends his arm, to help her to her feet. He hands the FSW Title to an an exhausted Magdalena Lockheart and raises her arm in victory.
Franklin Wright: Magdalena Lockheart survived the battle with Kristian Bane and proved she deserves that title. What will James Tyson have in store for the FSW Champ, along with the rest of the FSW roster? Tune in next time to find out.
The camera focuses on the smile Magdalena Lockheart is wearing for her victory, then zooms in on the FSW Title as the camera fades to James Tyson, standing at the gorilla position, looking at the monitor. He cracks a wry smile as the show fades to black.
QUICK RECAP
MATCH 1 - Gautier d. Easton & BEH
MATCH 2 - Conner d. Larson
MATCH 3 - Gully d. Angel
MATCH 4 - Otaki d. Cassidy
MATCH 5 - Reid d. Kingston
MAIN EVENT - Lockheart d. Bane
MVP: Reid
WRITERS : JT, Pres. Mac, Nostalgia, Maggie, David Miller, Otaki, Reid, Cassidy & Nomad
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