Post by PARAMOUNT on Feb 25, 2018 23:48:48 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
Commentators: Dick Shelby and Franklin Wright
Announcer: Deneen McQueen
Backstage interviewer: Destiny Fairchild
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WELCOME TO FUTURE STARS OF WRESTLING!!
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.
"Maggie's Future"
"Treamon Faces"
"Reid is King"
Franklin: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Future Stars! I am your host, Franklin Wright, and next to me as always is the dapper one, Dick Shelby. Dick, two big matches with StrangleMania implications will close the show, so what are your thoughts first on Jack Nomad taking on the champion, Maggie Lockhart?
Shelby: Frankie boy, this has been a match that's been brewing on social media and whispered about backstage, and now tonight, Nomad finally gets his chance to back up everything he's said. If he beats the champ, he gets a shot at her one more time, more than likely at the biggest, bloodiest showcase of them all, StrangleMania. Speaking of StrangleMania, our main event tonight...two out of three falls...Otaki vs Criss Cassidy. Their feud has been brewing across both Prime and FSW, and after splitting two encounters...they will settle the score tonight, with a clear winner. There will be lightning and...
The FSW fans inside The Pit start the match off by trying to give Sylas Black a nice ‘welcome to the FSW’ chant but Black isn’t having any of it, mocking the fans as if he can’t hear or understand them and the laughing at them but it doesn’t take long for Mark McNair to take offense to his mocking the fans and he backs him into the corner with big heavy right hands. He jumps to the second rope and yells out USA and he brings down hard rights onto the face of Sylas Black and the FSW fans follow suit by echoing throughout The Pit. Mark holds up his fist as he looks out over the crowd trying to encourage them to be louder but the small opening gives Sylas all the time he needs, he grabs Mark and bring him out of the corner and drops him into inverted atomic drops.
Sylas Black goes straight offensive hitting Mark with a series of suplexes and ending them off with a slingshot suplex. He quickly covers but Mark McNair kicks out at two. Black continues to stay on the attack by driving knees into the back of the neck of Mark McNair trying to weaken him up for the Black Out, Sylas drops Mark McNair with a lariat and nails a perfect Black Mark as shining McNair tries to get up. Smelling victory is close by Sylas rips Mark McNair to his feet and grabs his arm, spins him around and goes for the Black Out but Mark McNair has it scouted and is able to block Black’s arm with a well timed kick.
Sylas looks stunned but eats a lunging European Uppercut that rocks Sylas Black into the corner. Mark McNair lights up Sylas Black’s chest with a echoing chop that brings woos from the FSW fans. Mark pulls Sylas out of the corner and returns the favor with a series of suplexes of his own, belly to belly, german, snap and then into a falcon arrow suplex. Mark covers and gets a 2 and count. McNair starts to get fired up as does the FSW crowd, he pulls Sylas to his feet and shoots him into the ropes, he catches him and plants him into the mat with a spinebuster. Feeling confident Mark McNair heads up to the top rope and leaps off for a elbow drop but Sylas Black rolls out of the way.
Black lines McNair up and nails another shining wizard but Mark McNair grabs his leg and spins it into a leg whip. As Sylas get to his feet Mark McNair bounces off the ropes and drops Black with a running boot to the face. The fans jump to their feet as Mark McNair pulls Sylas Black up and sends him into the ropes, McNair catches him and tosses him into the air and into MARK 4!!!! McNair covers and gets the 1,2 3!!!!!
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
EPISODE #55
FEBRUARY 25TH, 2018LIVE! from The Pit - Albuquerque, New Mexico
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, 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.
"Maggie's Future"
"Treamon Faces"
"Reid is King"
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
FUTURE STARS!
Franklin: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Future Stars! I am your host, Franklin Wright, and next to me as always is the dapper one, Dick Shelby. Dick, two big matches with StrangleMania implications will close the show, so what are your thoughts first on Jack Nomad taking on the champion, Maggie Lockhart?
Shelby: Frankie boy, this has been a match that's been brewing on social media and whispered about backstage, and now tonight, Nomad finally gets his chance to back up everything he's said. If he beats the champ, he gets a shot at her one more time, more than likely at the biggest, bloodiest showcase of them all, StrangleMania. Speaking of StrangleMania, our main event tonight...two out of three falls...Otaki vs Criss Cassidy. Their feud has been brewing across both Prime and FSW, and after splitting two encounters...they will settle the score tonight, with a clear winner. There will be lightning and...
The entire arena is suddenly shook to the core as the roar of thunder blasts over the P.A. system, almost deafeningly loud. The lights go out, and flashes of pyro that look similar to lightning comes down from the top of the stage, hitting center stage. The tron comes to life, showing a massive lightning storm happening over a far-off city, the streaks of powerful lightning mirroring on the water.
The picture starts to fade, until there is nothing. Suddenly, the face of the newest Future Stars of Wrestling signee, Jay Thunder, takes over the tron's image.
Jay Thunder : FSW, I'd like to formally introduce myself... My name is Jay Thunder, many of you may already know me, but for those of you who don't; You're in for a hell of a ride when I make my debut in that ring there, trust me.
Jay Thunder: I've been around the block a few times and I've been studying this place quite a bit lately. I'm glad to say this is my new home, and I'm equally as glad to say that I've seen some stiff competition. I expect nothing less from whomever I first encounter, and they better expect nothing less from me.
I haven't much to say tonight since, sadly, I'm not able to be there, but next time you see my face, you had better hope your seats have seatbelts. You're all going to be on the edge. FSW, there's a storm coming, and his name is Thunder.
A grin comes to the face of Jay Thunder, and the camera starts to pull back from him, fading to black...
The picture starts to fade, until there is nothing. Suddenly, the face of the newest Future Stars of Wrestling signee, Jay Thunder, takes over the tron's image.
Jay Thunder : FSW, I'd like to formally introduce myself... My name is Jay Thunder, many of you may already know me, but for those of you who don't; You're in for a hell of a ride when I make my debut in that ring there, trust me.
Jay Thunder: I've been around the block a few times and I've been studying this place quite a bit lately. I'm glad to say this is my new home, and I'm equally as glad to say that I've seen some stiff competition. I expect nothing less from whomever I first encounter, and they better expect nothing less from me.
I haven't much to say tonight since, sadly, I'm not able to be there, but next time you see my face, you had better hope your seats have seatbelts. You're all going to be on the edge. FSW, there's a storm coming, and his name is Thunder.
A grin comes to the face of Jay Thunder, and the camera starts to pull back from him, fading to black...
OPENER
Sylas Black Vs Mark McNair
The FSW fans inside The Pit start the match off by trying to give Sylas Black a nice ‘welcome to the FSW’ chant but Black isn’t having any of it, mocking the fans as if he can’t hear or understand them and the laughing at them but it doesn’t take long for Mark McNair to take offense to his mocking the fans and he backs him into the corner with big heavy right hands. He jumps to the second rope and yells out USA and he brings down hard rights onto the face of Sylas Black and the FSW fans follow suit by echoing throughout The Pit. Mark holds up his fist as he looks out over the crowd trying to encourage them to be louder but the small opening gives Sylas all the time he needs, he grabs Mark and bring him out of the corner and drops him into inverted atomic drops.
Sylas Black goes straight offensive hitting Mark with a series of suplexes and ending them off with a slingshot suplex. He quickly covers but Mark McNair kicks out at two. Black continues to stay on the attack by driving knees into the back of the neck of Mark McNair trying to weaken him up for the Black Out, Sylas drops Mark McNair with a lariat and nails a perfect Black Mark as shining McNair tries to get up. Smelling victory is close by Sylas rips Mark McNair to his feet and grabs his arm, spins him around and goes for the Black Out but Mark McNair has it scouted and is able to block Black’s arm with a well timed kick.
Sylas looks stunned but eats a lunging European Uppercut that rocks Sylas Black into the corner. Mark McNair lights up Sylas Black’s chest with a echoing chop that brings woos from the FSW fans. Mark pulls Sylas out of the corner and returns the favor with a series of suplexes of his own, belly to belly, german, snap and then into a falcon arrow suplex. Mark covers and gets a 2 and count. McNair starts to get fired up as does the FSW crowd, he pulls Sylas to his feet and shoots him into the ropes, he catches him and plants him into the mat with a spinebuster. Feeling confident Mark McNair heads up to the top rope and leaps off for a elbow drop but Sylas Black rolls out of the way.
Black lines McNair up and nails another shining wizard but Mark McNair grabs his leg and spins it into a leg whip. As Sylas get to his feet Mark McNair bounces off the ropes and drops Black with a running boot to the face. The fans jump to their feet as Mark McNair pulls Sylas Black up and sends him into the ropes, McNair catches him and tosses him into the air and into MARK 4!!!! McNair covers and gets the 1,2 3!!!!!
The arena lights went black as the following video plays on the screen.
After the video you hear the following with the picture on the screen.
"ELIZABETH THE KILLER CHAMBERS IS COMING TO FSW"
Then a very loud scream is heard as the lights went back on.
James Larson: I call upon anyone that is against The Future to join me. And to The Future themselves, let this serve as an official declaration of war! I call upon anyone that is against The Future to join me. And to The Future themselves, let this serve as an official declaration of war!
The camera pick up Xavier Reid as he walks through the backstage area with his cell phone to his ear.
Xavier Reid: I’m coming alright...you should have called earlier then…
Xavier looks annoyed as he pockets his phone and turns the corner to show an FSW Staff member holding a clipboard.
Xavier Reid: I’m sorry Terry…
Terry: They weren’t on the list Xavier, I couldn’t just let them in, they aren’t on the list…
Xavier Reid: I know, it’s fine but they are with me…
Terry: Which one…
Terry opens the door and the camera shows a group of masked individuals. Xavier shakes his head…
Xavier Reid: All of them...let them all in...I’ll deal with them and get them seats somewhere…
Terry: Xavier this really needs to be cleared by Mr. Tyson…
Xavier Reid: I know but trust me, you don’t want to bother Tyson with this and you really don’t want them standing around back here until he has time to deal with this. The last time they were all together in one place is was to orchestrated a well thought out HIT on our INDY Champion...if they linger around here for too long with nothing to do you might find yourself in a garbage bag in the trunk of one of their cars on your way to the New Mexico desert.
Perdido Volando: We use canvas bags now cousin…
Abando Volando: Yeah Xavier, garbage back are easy to escape out of and we also use extra strong duct tape…
Perdido holds up a black canvas bag while Abando holds up a roll of duct tape but before Xavier can say anything his uncle pushes his way to the front.
Villano Volando: Why were we made to wait out here like groupie whores and not on the list to enter the building.
Xavier Reid: Because I had no idea you and the family were coming.
Villano Volando: La Mazmorra is so close...why would we not come...
Villano looks at Xavier and then turns to face his nephew and Xavier’s cousin Tlatoani Volando…
Villano Volando: You were told to handle this, to make the call…
Tlatoani Volando: I know and I was going to call but then the suits in ANDELE needed an extra body in their opening match and well you saw what happened…
Xavier Reid: What happened…
Tlatoani Volando: Oh man it was bad...I wanted to have my moment you know...make them remember me and bring me on full time...so I thought I would recreate He Who Must Not Be Name’s famous dive...you know the one I’m talking about…
Xavier Reid: Yes…
Tlatoani Volando: The one where he jumped off the building and turned you into road kill to win the 24/7 Underground Championship…
Xavier Reid: When I say yes I don’t need you to remind me of that…
Tlatoani Volando: Ok, still a little sour about that...well anyways I decided since El Pab...I mean He Who Must Not Me Named made it look so easy I could pull it off…
Xavier Reid: And…
But it’s Tlatoani’s sister Verana Mereiles steps forward to answer that question…
Verana Mereiles: He overshot his opponent and went splat on the floor…
Tlatoani’s other sister Chiquitita Volando steps through the door…
Chiquitita Volando: So he’s on his way to being just as brain dead as Pablo…
Tlatoani Volando: Spent three days in a Mexican hospital and had to have Perdido and Abando sneak me out when I realized I wasn’t insured by ANDELE and was on the hook for that bill...so I went Zero Dark 30 on the world and forgot to make the call...my bad…
Villano Volando pushes him aside and enters The Pit...his ANDELE World Championship belt over his shoulder
Xavier Reid: You are really going to walk around here tonight with your belt over your shoulder…
Villano Voando: I’m a champion...something YOU can’t say...you seem to be the only Volando in this company without a belt these days…
Xavier Reid: Cute…
Villano walks into The Pit and three masked me walk by Xavier taking pictures with their cell phones…
Xavier Reid: Who the…
Tlatoani Volando: Koko Volando, Voltro Volando and Otro Volando… oh and you remember Sr. Espejo…
An older masked man that’s slightly hunched over walks in...he was the adopted son of Xavier’s legendary grandfather Sr. Volando Jr.
Xavier Reid: Yes...the son Grandfather Volando went out and adopted when his three natural sons showed him the disappointment they really were…
Sr. Espejo: Xavier (in what is clearly a forced Mexican accent…)
That leaves only one mask man left...he steps in and comes face to face with Xavier...the two look at each other for a second…
Xavier Reid: Brother...I’m shocked you came…
Xavier’s other half brother Vertigo tilts his head a little...but having not said a word in longer than Xavier knew he wasn’t expecting a response...but his protector in Verana Mereiles comes to his aid…
Verana Mereiles: Leave him alone Xavier...he’s here because we ALL had to be...it’s ok Vertigo...HE’S not here...it will be fine…
Xavier Reid: Listen...I have a lot to deal with tonight so this isn’t a great time for you all to just stop by…
Villano Volando: We are here to talk with James Tyson...it’s time for the FSW to sign me…
There is laughter from a few of the Volando family members but they quickly go silent as Villano turns to face them…
Xavier Reid: Uncle...the FSW isn’t going to sign a man in his 50’s...it goes against the very principle of the Future part in the title…
Perdido Volando: Well what about me…
Abando Volando: Or me…
Tlatoani Volando: I know I can hit that dive if given another shot…
Chiquitita Volando: If anyone is getting a shot it’s me…
Koko Volando: I could eat…
Voltro Volando: They aren’t talking about food you big ape…
Sr. Espejo: I brought my gear…
But Xavier drops his head into his hands as they all begin to talk over one another…
Xavier Reid: ENOUGH!!!! I have an important match here tonight and I don’t have time to deal with this...you are all in...DO NOT FUCK THIS PLACE UP FOR ME…
Villano Volando: I’m going to find James Tyson, maybe he’ll be interested in a Champion v. Champion match for his FSW Champion…
Chiquitita Volando: I want to go and find Otaki, see how that mist thing works…
Perdido Volando: Abando and I are going to try and get into Sebastian Conner’s Gentlemen’s Club…
Abando Volando: Yeah we are big fans...hope he wins tonight…
Sr. Espejo: Where is Kyle Gautier, I want to compliment him on his fine mustache and show him mine…
Sr. Espejo rubs his upper lip...behind his mask…
Koko Volando: Look a banana…
Voltro Voando: Come on...I wanted to get a picture with Criss Cassidy...for my Facebook profile...get back here…
Otro Volando: Hey isn’t that Destiny Fairchild...
The Volando clan spreads out leaving only Xavier, Tlatoani, Verana and Vertigo…
Tlatoani Volando: Do you think The Future is looking to add members since a good chunk of them have been MIA and do you have any pull with Maggie…
Verana Mereiles: Are you really asking Xavier that...seriously they didn’t find anything wrong with your brain...you know Maggie doesn’t even remember Xavier at this point…
She looks at Xavier with a ‘fuck you’ grin but as Xavier is about to respond he is cut off by the sounds of a clock...Tick Tock...Tick Tock...almost frozen in fear until…
Verana Mereiles: Oh Vertigo...isn’t that your phone…
Vertigo nods and grabs his phone and holds it to his ear for a second or two and then pockets the phone…
Verana Mereiles: I told him he was crazy to pay $2.99 for that but what can you do...oh...he said wrong number…
The three of the laugh and walk away from Xavier…
Xavier Reid: Well I guess this night can’t get any worse...
Xavier Reid walks away shaking his head leaving Terry by himself...he looks down at his clipboard...then he looks up as he hears a voice…
DOOMSDAY….
The two FSW vets meet in the center of the ring and go to lock up but Lexie ducks under sending James Larson falling forward, Lexie laughs to herself and draws the boos from the fans but she holds out her arms as to say she was sorry and motions him to lock up again and as the go to lock up again Lexie ducks under again causing James to lunge forward. Lexie almost doubles over laughing and James is starting to look irritated by the games. Lexie finally stops laughing and goes to lock up by this time James doesn’t commit and Lexie stands in front of him and slaps him across the face. She starts to laugh but James Larson shoots right back with a head butt to the bridge of Lexie’s nose wiping the smile off her face as she checks her nose.
Larson bounces off the ropes and takes Lexie off her feet with a monsterous clothesline. He hits the ropes again and drops a elbow drop onto Lexie’s chest. Lexie rolls over and James hooks his shin around her leg and bridges back into a Muta Lock. Lexie is in real trouble as James Larson pulls back from under her chin and the FSW fans begin to troll her with a ‘TAP OUT’ chant but to their dismay Lexie is able to use her elbows and pull herself towards the ropes close enough to reach out and grab the bottom rope to force a break. Larson breaks and continues to work over Lexie’s back with a series of stomps and then hits the ropes and drops a double knee drop to the small of Lexie’s back. She lets out a scream as she rolls under the ropes and lays on the apron trying to regroup.
James isn’t having it as he pulls her up by the hair Lexie out of desperation or just because she’s cold hearted digs her fingernails into the eyes of James Larson and racks away at his eyes forcing him to release her hair and Lexie grabs him by the back of his head before he can stagger away and drops off the apron clotheslining him off the top rope. She quickly runs up the steps and up to the top rope and comes off with a splash off the top rope to her stunned and down opponent. She hooks the leg but James quickly kicks up before the ref can count to one but Lexie isn’t deterd and grabs James Larson’s ankle and rocks in a ankle lock. As she wrenches on the ankle she starts to mock the crowd screaming out at them and to James Larson ‘TAP OUT’ but James is able to break free as Lexie was distracted by the fans.
Lexie is still jawing at the fans ringside and it allows James to get to his feet, Lexie turns in time to eat a kick to the stomach and it’s followed up by a knee to her face. After hitting Knee of Fate James rocks Lexie with an uppercut and then a knee to the face. Lexie falls back into the ropes and bounces off as James pulls his hood up and leaps up, grabs Lexie by the head and nails the CHAIN BREAKER!!!! The fans pop to their feet as James covers, hooks the leg and gets the 1, 2 3!!!!!
The EWCTV Network feed cuts to the backstage area where we initially see “The Second Coming” Criss Cassidy getting prepared for his big-time Main Event matchup against Miss FSW Otaki later on tonight. Criss is already clad in his ring gear and looks to be focusing on the upcoming battle with a set of Beats by Dre headphones cradling his ears. There’s a loud knock on his door but Criss doesn’t hear it. It doesn’t matter though as the door opens anyway and in comes the FSW Champion and leader of the Future Magdalena Lockheart. The girl is dressed in her ring attire as well but she has the FSW Championship around her waist and dark sunglasses covering her eyes. When Criss notices her he pulls his headphones down and stands up.
Criss Cassidy: Well well, what do we have here? Come to wish me good luck tonight?
Magdalena Lockheart: Cut the crap, Criss. Times up, are you in, or are you out?
Lockheart stands with her hands on her hips and she looks up at the man who is about a foot taller than she. Criss doesn’t back down, either, he smiles as he looks down upon the silver-haired girl.
Criss Cassidy: Hmm? In or out? As in I have to choose right now?
Magdalena Lockheart: That’s right.
Criss Cassidy: If I’d rather be one of the men besides one of the finest females in all of professional wrestling, kicking ass and taking names… or if I’d rather be riding the pine?
Magdalena Lockheart: Mmhmm.
Criss Cassidy: If I’d rather be a true Future Star- breaking through that proverbial glass ceiling, making it all the way to the great place above, arriving at the pearly gates and knocking on the very door of heaven itself? Or if I’d rather be dragged down to hell with the rest of these losers?
Magdalena Lockheart: That’s right.
The Second Coming grins.
Criss Cassidy: Well then, when you put it like that-
Cassidy places his hands on Magdalena’s shoulders.
Criss Cassidy: I’m out. And come to think of it, you are too.
Magdalena Lockheart: What?!
Criss Cassidy: You heard me.
Criss spins Maggie around so that she’s facing the door.
Magdalena Lockheart: What? Wait! You can’t do this! Stop!
He pushes her towards the door, and then shoves her out of the locker room. Magdalena turns and faces him while standing in the doorway with a deep scowl etched on her face.
Magdalena Lockheart: You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Criss!
Criss Cassidy: No Maggie. I just saved it.
Before Magdalena can respond, Cassidy shuts the locker room door in her face and locks it. Cassidy grins as the fans inside the Pit all laugh and cheer as they watch along on the big tron screen.
Dick Shelby: I can’t believe Criss Cassidy just turned down his invitation to join the Future!
Franklin Wright: Cassidy may have just earned himself a bunch of fans here tonight. Good for him!
Acquin gets off to a fast start after the bell rings, connecting with some hard shots followed by a Flowing DDT. Acquin continues the assault with a few Jumping Knee Drops to the face of Matt Angel. Acquin goes for the quick win as he attempts to lock in his Breaking the Knees Figure Four Leglock, but Angel escapes his grasp. Angel goes on the offensive with a Superkick, immediately followed by a Springboard Moonsault. He goes for the cover but Acquin kicks out at 2. Angel tries to end it with the Fallen, but Acquin manages to escape. Acquin then connects with a Facebreaker Knee Smash. He goes for the cover but the Angel kicks out at 2. Acquin goes for the win with the Killswitch, but Angel avoids the mouth then turns the tables on Acquin and connects with Prophecies End before heading to the top rope and hitting Heaven Sent. He makes the cover and the ref makes the 3 count.
Hatchet Gully comes out to the ring with no music and in his street clothes. A$hley Quid seems to be arguing with him all the way down. He ignores her and grabs the microphone. He enters the ring and glares at anyone in the audience yelling at him.
Hatchet Gully: Hold up. Hold up one damn minute. Last show I was back there preparin’ to get into the ring with a champion when I hear my name being spat out with such recklessness that I had to pause. I asked A$hley about it and she said it was just some fools poppin’ off. Like I should be OK with this just because it was some guy from Prime tryin’ to get his kid some clout. Nah, I don’t care if you are just startin’ out or if you X himself. I don’t let any son of a bitch alive speak that way about me. Then I come to find out that this has been goin’ on for weeks, yo. That blew minds. A$hley here considers this fool so below me that she ain’t even tell me about it. So this guy had to get loud. He see my girl shruggin’ him off like he ain’t no thing so he come out loud to call me out. So you got my attention, Ito.
He walks up to the ropes and the camera zooms in.
Hatchet Gully: So that’s why you seein’ me out here right now. He wants an answer for his boy well here it is: You do not get to face me. You want to talk about yellow? You want to talk about cowardly? How is it that you started off this lil’ exchange on the twitter machine? Do you know how I went about debuting here? I drove my car into a woman and tore up her partner’s knee. Are you aware of the things I’ve done in FSW? Do you know who I really am? Nah. You don’t GET to face someone like me. So you show me that you deserve this match. Heed the warnings. If you think you up to it, you can come at me instead of getting your management to spit that good game for you. Just know that when I clap back you might be out before your whole career even gain some momentum. So we might get to it eventually. You damn sure think you cashin’ out big. If you prove your worth just remember that almost all wishes turn out sour.
He leaves the ring and motions for A$hley to take his hand. He yells at her angrily all the way back as her face remains passive.
Cameras find Destiny Fairchild backstage, primping her hair and fixing her face. It takes her around three seconds before she realizes the camera is on. Her countenance changes as she snaps between annoyance and professionalism.
Fairchild: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Kyle Gautier.
Kyle steps into the frame, smirking and removing his sun glasses.
Destiny: Kyle, you made a ripple throughout the EWC this week when you made an unannounced appearance on Monday Night Brawl, seemingly joining the World Champion Drake's faction of the Revolution in the process. Curious ears want to know, does this mean you are leaving FSW for Brawl?
Kyle chuckles.
Kyle: Destiny, as you know, two weeks ago Keith Williams and his ReVenant buddies bought airtime on our show to promote Brawl. It was insulting to our fans, to our roster and, quite frankly, I thought I could do it better. Being childish has kind of been my claim to fame. So I created a commercial. For the Future Stars. For me. For you. I did it on my own and, let me tell you, air time is super expensive.
Destiny: I guess.
Kyle: So not having anything to do on Monday, I decide to go to Brawl for two things: one, to wish President Mac happy birthday on Presidents Day. And two, to make sure the commercial got played.
Destiny looks at Kyle pleadingly.
Destiny: Then what was the deal with joining forces with Drake, Morgan, and Nevaeh in the back stage area against the ReVs?
Kyle: A happy accident, to be sure. I happened to be in the right place at the right time. I happen to respect the champions. Nevaeh is the former Indy Champion, Darkwater is the current International champion, and Drake... well, his resume speaks for itself. Let's be honest...i cannot afford to miss out on that sort of free education. Besides, I kind of owed the ReVenants one anyway. They came into our house, figuratively, so I went into theirs, literally.
Destiny: So does this mean that you are the newest member of the Revolution?
Kyle pauses and chuckles.
Kyle: Destiny, I would venture to guess that this Monday evening, I have an open invitation to sit ringside when the good Captain faces Carner in the cage. As for my actual membership, I would have to tell you I...--
Kyle pauses mid-sentence to look off camera. Suddenly, the camera pans over to show Sebastian Conner, on his way to the ring. As he tapes up one of his hands, he and Kyle engage in a slight staredown. Conner cracks a small smile.
Sebastian: Nice job with the commercial, kid. And way to make a statement on Brawl, even if it was in your own kind of way. There may be hope for you yet.
He extends a hand to Kyle, who in turn, shakes it.
Kyle: Good luck out there tonight. Show Xavier what the future of this company actually holds.
Sebastian: Thanks, man.
Kyle: And maybe afterwards, we can go get a drink. I still owe you.
Sebastian lets out an uproarious laugh.
Sebastian: Not dressed like that, you won't.
Sebastian leaves to go get ready fort his match, chuckling all the way. Kyle smirks and leans in to Fairchild.
Kyle: That wasn't a no. I'm wearing him down.
Kyle gleefully leaps out of frame, leaving Destiny by herself, bewildered.
Destiny: I've got to pick my assignments better.
Fade out.
The bell rang and the two waste no time locking up. Reid quickly proves to be a superior technician, shutting down each and every attempt presented by Conner to try and one up him. The end result saw Reid grounding Conner out with a sideheadlock takedown into a crouched, painful single arm chicken wing hold. Reid utilizes greater leverage, forcing Conner to fight even harder to eventually power lift Reid up one armed. Reid quickly switches things up, falling back and locking Conner into a tight armbar!
Conner struggles for several seconds, until managing to flip himself over onto Reid, turning the arm bar into a rather bizarre pin. Forced to let go and shove Conner away, the hold is broken and both men get to their feet. Reid goes for a Thai clutch, but Conner surprises him by slipping under his arms and scooping him up for a spinebuster and a pin attempt. A two count is all he nets as Reid kicks out and forces him off. Both men get to their feet and Reid snaps off a spin kick, but Conner catches it!
Conner spins the leg away and tries to catch Reid with a clothesline while off balance. Reid ducks, Conner stumbles forward, then spins around to eat a snap savate kick to the jaw, followed by several shots to the body, hip, thigh, and knees before finishing it off with a Pelee kick! Reid hits the canvas at the same time as Conner, only to back roll onto his prone form. Two and a half count is what the result netted.
Reid tosses Conner into a nearby corner and rushes in for a flying splash, but Conner throws both legs right into his chest, mid leap! Reid is thrown back from the force of his own momentum backfiring. He thrashes on the canvas, clutching at his chest and kicking his legs! Conner crouches down low in the corner, watching and waiting as Reid fought his way to his feet. As soon as Reid turns to face him, Conner launches himself like a human dart across the ring and right into Reid's midsection with a spear. At the last possible second, Reid avoids the obvious fate, leaping over Conner and drilling both boot heels right into his shoulder blades! Conner crashes to the canvas in a heap of pain as Reid flips off of him.
Reid rushes to the nearby corner, quickly vaulting to the top with his back turn and not wasting a single second. He leaps off the turnbuckle with X MARKS THE SPOT, splashing across Conner and hooking his leg for a pin! Almost a three count right then and there! Reid helps a winded Conner to his feet, boots him in the gut and straddles the back of his head. He then whips Conner onto his shoulders and runs straight for the nearest turnbuckle pad! Just as he's about to hit the X-Ploder, Conner comes to life and flips over his shoulders and brings Reid to the canvas with an improvised Sunset flip and pin, but Reid backrolls right out of it and hits a low orbit dropkick right in Conner's chest!
Both men get to their feet, albeit with Conner clutching at his chest. Reid wastes no time, hitting the nearby ropes with a springboard Superman Punch, but he's caught! He hefts Reid up onto his shoulers, turns, and splatters Reid on the canvas with a powerbomb of his own! Reid rolls onto his knees and one hand, clutching at his back. Conner moves in behind him and wraps his arms around Reid's waist. With a roar of effort, he deadlifts Reid up and over with a hard German Suplex, then rolls to a stand, hitting a faster second German Suplex. He repeats a third and even a fourth time and on that fourth time, he plants Reid's shoulders! A near heartbeat away from a three count had Reid breaking the waist lock and rolling out of the German Suplex Pin. Reid gets to his knees, clutching at the back of his neck in pain.
Conner is on him in a flash yanking the stunned Reid up and belting him with bare knuckle brawling punches and knee lifts, until he manages to drive Red through the ropes! As Reid hangs there, clearly stunned from the assault, Conner hops back and then lunges forward with a spear through the ropes, both men flying off the apron to the arena floor in a heap. It was clear, however, that Conner suffered damage as well as Reid, clutching at the top of his head while Reid held both hands to abdomen as well as the back of his head.
Conner gets to his feet first. With a wince, he gathers Reid up and hurls him to the nearby announce table. Throwing Reid across it, he plants several stiff punches to his abdomen in an effort to keep him stunned. He then slides onto the table, kicking monitors out of the way as the announce team backs off. He then gathers Reid up and places him in a front face lock. He signals for the Honorable Deeds and lifts Reed up perfectly vertical. Just as he's about to hit the spin and Jackhammer finish, Reid's knee cracks him on the top of his head. From zero to 60, Reid spins out, hooks a front facelock and drives Conner and himself through the table in a wreckage of wood and bodies!
Both men lay there as the seconds tick by, the referee beginning a late ten count. At the count of five, Xavier Reid crawls out first. By seven, he's crawling and pulling himself onto apron gingerly. Behind him, Conner pulls himself from the wreckage, a spot of blood on his forehead from a small bit of wood that dug into his skin. At Eight, Reid rolls under the bottom rope, panting for breath, flat on his back with a fist in the air! At Nine Conner grabs the Apron and yanks himself up. Just as the referee would have said Ten, slide in and remained face down on the canvas as more blood began to drain from the wound on his forehead.
The crowd chants at both men, cheering them on and praising their efforts all the same. Reid slowly pulls himself up using the ropes, casting a gaze over at Conner who was now rising on all fours, showing that he wasn't giving up either. Reid shakes his head and chuckles a bit, then takes in a deep breath....
It was clearly time to end this. Conner pushes off of the ropes with a bit of an uncoordinated stumble, rubbing at the wound on his forehead. Reid gave him no chance to fully recover, or so he thought. As he rushed in to catch Conner with the X-ecution, suddenly Conner whipped his head back and Reid instead leaps up and falls to the mat with nothing to show for it. He gets to his feet with a slap of the hand on the mat, only to be surprised by Conner stealing his own finish and using it against him with THE DULY NOTED X-ECUTION! Reid bounces back on impact, a look of shock mixed with a daze on his face as Conner rolls over his prone form for the final 1-2-3 pinfall of the match!
The fans continue to cheer an amazing match as Xavier Reid rolls out of the ring, looks at the crowd cheering and despite the loss, starts to walk over to them
Dick Shelby: The fans are really starting to change their perspective on Xavier Reid…
Franklin Wright: I thought this guy was one of the most hated men in this business but you wouldn’t know that these days…
Dick Shelby: Well everyone does grow up…
Xavier is just about to reach out to the fans ringside when the lights inside The Pit…
Dick Shelby: What the…
Franklin Wright: What is happening…
The fans go nuts as the cheer in the darkness
Dick Shelby: We saw this last week...Legion has their eyes on Xavier Reid…
Franklin Wright: I don’t think it’s Xavier they want…
Dick Shelby: That’s Luke Wolfe’s music, is here?
A spotlight pops on inside The Pit and bounces around the crowd until it goes straight up into the rafters and stops on…
Dick Shelby: LUKE WOLFE IS HERE IN FSW!!!!
Franklin Wright: And look at Xavier...it’s like he’s seeing a ghost…
Xavier stares as Luke with wide eyes and Luke just simply smiles and opens his arms in an welcoming manner…
Inside The Pit a voice comes across the speaks, a big booming voice
IT’S TWO MINS TILL MIDNIGHT!!!!
Dick Shelby: Xavier is frozen where he stands…
Franklin Wright: Luke Wolfe is working his voodoo magic…
Xavier looks from the Doomsday symbol back to Luke Wolfe, Luke motions with his hands for Xavier to ‘come to me’ then the spotlight pops off and the rafters are engulfed back into darkness. Xavier shakes his head as if to regain his senses and slowly back up the ramp...
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.
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.
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.
She moves to the corner of the ring an takes the belt off from around her waist. She ascends the turnbuckles and stands on the middle and top rope holding the FSW Championship Belt high in the air for everyone here in Albuquerque, New Mexico to see. She then hops down from the corner and repeats this process on the other side of the ring. With the crowd growing restless of this display, Lockheart finally calls for the cut to her music and asks Deneen McQueen for a microphone.
Franklin Wright: Well, Magdalena Lockheart's match has been cancelled tonight due to a release issued by the company. But apparently that's not stopping her from coming down to the ring anyway. It appears as if she is demanding a microphone...
Dick Shelby: It sure as hell looks like it.
Franklin Wright: Oh God. What does she have to say now?
Dick Shelby: Treat her with a little class, will ya Frankie? This is the FSW Champion we’re talking about here!
Inside the ring, Magdalena Lockheart looks out into the crowd who continue to have a heavily mixed reaction for her. Loud boos tend to interrupt the intermittent cheering to the point where Lockheart feels as though she’s in the midst of another hostile crowd. She brushes her hair back to the side and pulls the FSW Championship belt down from her shoulder.
Magdalena Lockheart: Pardon me for just a moment. I hate having this shiny, heavy, beautiful FSW Championship title belt anywhere else than where it belongs.
The crowd boos as Lockheart drops the microphone and takes her good old time fastening the belt around her waist. After getting the buttons snapped, she slides the title belt around so that its straight on her midsection. The crowd is showering her with boos.
Magdalena Lockheart: That’s better. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. I was just finishing up the weekend sweep when I thought to myself… isn’t there a big Pay Per View event coming up for EWC? Oh yeah, it’s that S-word that nobody around here likes to mention cause its the biggest night of our careers.
Franklin Wright: I think she’s talking about Stranglemania, Dick.
Dick Shelby: Of course she’s talking about Stranglemania.
Magdalena Lockheart: Now as your FSW Champion, I am quite frankly shocked that with all of this superfluous crap that’s been going on with me and my status as a future star that James Tyson hasn’t made one mention of who my opponent might be. I can only imagine that JT is gonna throw his biggest and best pitch at me yet- but I’m just wondering who that is.
Lockheart begins to pace around the ring.
Magdalena Lockheart: Is it Otaki? Is it Reid? Is it someone who I haven’t yet beat? I dunno, Jimmy. It’s getting down to the wire here on wannabes that think they deserve a membership to the club. I’m still waiting on someone, anyone really, who actually can be a challenge for me. Ever think that’s why I was ready to make the jump to the big leagues?
Franklin Wright: Oh come on now. Lockheart is just mocking our General Manager now.
Dick Shelby: Isn’t it great?
Magdalena Lockheart: So I’ll tell you what. If you do want to have your big main event tonight, why don’t you get your ass on out here and tell me just who it is that I’m going to face. Yeah, that’s right, you heard me. I’m not moving from this ring until you announce what the Stranglemania FSW Championship match is going to be. And to be honest, JT, I don’t really give a damn who you pick for me. Just name a contender, someone worthy enough that I can face, and then we can discuss what’s going to happen when I embarrass them on the grandest stage. I don't care if it's an old dog or if it's someone looking to break through the glass ceiling for the very first time. But that’ll all come later once you name the sorriest person whose about to walk into my ring on the grandest stage. So whaddya say? I’m waiting, JT. So are all these wonderful fans out here in Albuquerque.
Franklin Wright: Is Lockheart really calling out James Tyson?
Dick Shelby: Are you really denying it?
Franklin Wright: Well, no… uhh. I just was saying that this takes a lot of… you know…
Dick Shelby: Balls? Yeah, well… Magdalena Lockheart has already proven that she’s willing to go out on a limb and bet on herself, cause she’s done so time and time again. People seem to hate her for it but it keeps on paying off…
Franklin Wright: Until the one time that it doesn’t.
"Trophies" plays, and out walks the FSW GM, James Tyson. He's not in his normal jovial mood, and he makes a beeline toward the ring. He quickly motions to the ringside tech for a mic, and heads up the stairs into the ring.
James Tyson: Maggie, Maggie, Maggie. Be careful what you ask for. However, I must confirm one thing before I get to why I'm out here. Jack Nomad has been released from his EWC contract as of Thursday night, and as such, our gracious "champion" will not have a match tonight.
The crowd booos heartily at that statement, but James gets them to calm a bit before continuing.
James Tyson: Now Maggie...you know that I wouldn't leave you hanging, my child. StrangleMania is the biggest, bloodiest spectacle there is in this business, and FSW always comes to play...especially the FSW champion. The FSW champion has successfully defended that belt you have around your waist in some of the most gruesome matches known to this business the last two years. I expect you to be no different. That being said, you want to know your opponent. You deserve that. And despite taking a hard-fought loss tonight, he earned the right to challenge you one on one for that championship when he beat the former champion...Maggie...your championship opponent is none other than Xavier Reid!
HUGE POP from the Pit, as the mention of Reid gets them hyped.
James Tyson: And for someone who needed to assemble a crew behind her to break through her glass ceiling and win that championship, you'll need to call on that confidence in short order, because at StrangleMania, you and Xavier Reid will face off in....a Glass Table Match!
Franklin Wright: Holy sh--! A Glass Table Match for the FSW championship!
James Tyson: All the glass tables EWC can bring will be surrounded around the ring. You win by pinfall or submission...and ONLY after you've put your opponent through at least one of those glass tables first. There will be blood. There will be pain. And Maggie, if you are the champion you feel and say that you are, then I expect your hand to be the one raised, and the words, "And Still" to be said once the final bell rings. My child...are you ready to break this glass, or will it, and Xavier Reid....break you?
"Trophies" plays, as Tyson walks out, but not before patting Maggie on her shoulder, leaving her, the announcers and the entire crowd in shock with that announcement.
We find ourselves backstage of The Pit. Why are we here? Because, walking down a corridor is The Emo Princess herself Otaki. Cheers could be heard at the sight of her yet she doesn’t seem to notice too much about her surroundings as she wears a pair of headphones and is currently singing ‘Catch The World With A Throw’. At least until Destiny Fairchild comes over to her, convincing the Purple Haired Dynamo to pop out her headphones.
Fairchild: Sorry for interrupting your singing but your two out of three falls match against Criss Cassidy is coming up next. Do you have anything to say about it?
Otaki: Honestly...
The Emo Princess leans in towards the microphone in Destiny’s hand, possibly to make sure her words were definitely heard.
Otaki: This night could be the night that I nail two birds with one stone. The first of which is cancelling The Second Coming...and the second is to establish that I am more than ready to retake the Championship I lost back at WrestleFest. So I better start swinging.
Calmly yet confidently left the Englishwoman’s lips as shortly afterwards she continues onwards in the direction of the stairs that’d take her onto the stage. However the moment she arrives there another person was already there...Criss Cassidy.
Otaki: I was wondering where you’ve been hiding all night.
She jokes with the intention of capturing her opponent’s attention just before their big bout. Cassidy keeps his head down, seemingly ignoring Otaki.
Otaki: Giving me the silent treatment? That’s not very nice.
Criss turns his head toward Otaki and the two make eye contact.
Cassidy: Prepare yourself for some more mistreatment.
The milky skinned woman was going to speak up an immediate response “Second Coming” starts playing, interrupting the now pouting FSW star in the process. However this pout was only momentary as a smirk etches itself across her face when Criss faces the back curtains again.
Otaki: And prepare yourself for my game...
She let her words linger in his ears, smiling deviously as Cassidy heads out through the black curtains.
Dick Shelby: Well Frankie it looks like it’s time for main event, and this one is set to be an instant classic.
Franklin Wright: What is more big time than a two out of three falls rubber match between Miss FSW Otaki and The Second Coming Criss Cassidy?
Dick Shelby: And all of this happening on the road to Stranglemania!
Franklin Wright: That’s exactly right. All old scores must be settled. Everyone has to go into the biggest night of the year with as much momentum as they could possibly have. We are looking at the future of our industry, and it’s happening right here right now. Strategy?
Dick Shelby: Obviously the first person to gain a fall is going to hold a huge advantage. If I’m Criss Cassidy, I’m thinking that if can somehow score that first fall over Otaki, then I’ve got her beat.
Franklin Wright: Yeah but Dick we’ve seen time and time again how Otaki can come back from seemingly insurmountable odds and still pull off victories that, for many competitors, would have been well out of grasp.
Dick Shelby: That’s exactly why that first fall may be the deciding fall. But we’ll see how it plays out.
Franklin Wright: Alright let’s head down to ringside.
Deneen McQueen: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: One Fall!!!
Deneen McQueen: ...two out of three falls!
"Second Coming" by Juelz Santana begins to play as smoke shoots out infront of the entrance. Criss Cassidy walks out from behind the curtains and stands on the ramp in a lavish robe and matching long tights. He holds his arms out and makes his way down to the ring.
Deneen McQueen: Making his way to the ring at this time, from Chicago, Illinois. He stands at 6’3” and weighs in at two-hundred and five pounds. “The Second Coming” CRISS CASSIDY!!!
Cassidy steps into the ring and makes his way over to his corner. He sheds the robe and stretches.
Deneen McQueen: And His opponent...
on the road
on the road
A rev of a guitar 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 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 starts to go down the ramp-way. Once arriving the bottom of the ramp a smile appears on Otaki's face as she 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 up the steps and gets onto the apron before bending over the middle rope to enter the ring. Once inside the ring Otaki proceeds to take off her cloak, revealing the back of her outfit to any potential man in the crowd tonight as she neatly folds her cloak up and places it on the ropes nearest her. Right afterwards she bounces over to the ropes opposite, stepping one foot on the bottom rope while stepping the other on the middle rope and takes her Pokéball off before lifting it up in the air.
Deneen McQueen: From Pallet Town. She stands in at 5’6” and weighs in at one-hundred and forty-eight pounds. “The Emo Princess” OTAKI!!!
Senior Referee Jacob Waters has to step between the two competitors as they immediately go face to face with one another. It’s not enough to hold them back as they start exchanging punches!
DING DING DING
The match gets underway fast and furious with the two competitors exchanging punches. Cassidy gets the early upper hand and irish whips Otaki and takes her down with a shoulder tackle. Cassidy hits the ropes now and leaps over an Otaki body trip and then takes a dropkick by the Purple Haired Dynamo. Otaki with a Bat-hand and a discus double axe handle sends Cassidy into the corner. She follows up with knee lifts to the midsection and drags Cassidy out of the corner looking for an STO, but Cassidy counters with a side elbow smash. Cassidy catches Otaki and drops her on the top of her head with a dragon suplex. He immediately goes for a cover…
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Otaki kicks out just before the count of two.
Franklin Wright: I think what you said was correct, you can see both fighters going for the big strikes early. Cassidy only able to get a one count there.
Dick Shelby: Can’t blame the guy for trying to pin early. What if Otaki was dazed there for a split second?
Franklin Wright: I highly doubt that anyone can beat Otaki that quickly under any circumstance. Come on now, this is Otaki we’re talking about.
Dick Shelby: Cassidy is well aware of this. He sees Otaki as the gatekeeper. He knows that beating her could make his entire career. Or at least be the catalyst to something bigger.
Franklin Wright: Otaki has earned the right to be called the gatekeeper of FSW. Hell, she’s earned the right to be called Miss FSW, so yeah, it’s totally plausible.
Cassidy pulls Otaki right back up and delivers a side russian leg sweep. He follows it up with a neckbreaker and then locks in the camel clutch. Ref Waters checks on Otaki as Cassidy wrenches in the hold. The Second Coming is feeling pretty confident as he squats down on the lower back of Otaki and uses his lengthy arms and legs as leverage in this maneuver. Otaki refuses to quit and drags herself over towards the bottom rope. The fans cheer when Otaki grabs the rope and Cassidy is forced to break the hold.
Dick Shelby: Cassidy working the head and neck area of Otaki. He’s wearing her down early.
Franklin Wright: It seems as if Criss has a plan and so far he’s executing it to perfection.
Dick Shelby: It’s important that he stays in the drivers seat, though. Because Otaki is downright deadly.
Cassidy pulls Otaki up and he locks her in the Fishermans Suplex but Otaki turns it into an inside cradle…
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3-No! Cassidy kicks out just before Water’s hand hits the mat for three.
Franklin Wright: Was that our first fall?
Dick Shelby: No.
Otaki rushes back up to her feet but she nearly gets decapitated by a Cassidy spinning heel kick. Cassidy covers.
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Otaki kicks out.
Franklin Wright: Oh man. The fight to this first fall is almost as intense as most one fall matches we have! And there’s still the possibility for two more!
Dick Shelby: I wouldn’t be surprised if it did go the full three. Cassidy has proven that he can hang with the best that FSW has to offer in my opinion.
Franklin Wright: And in my opinion he’s still got a way to go to get to Otaki’s level. So we’ll just have to disagree on that then.
The Second Coming pulls himself back to his feet and he waits for Otaki to stand on her own. Criss unloads with a Holy Grail corkscrew kick but Otaki ducks out of the way. Otaki comes back firing with chops across the chest of Criss, backing him up to the ropes. Otaki hits a big boot to the face of Cassidy and snapmares him over to the ground following it. Otaki springboards off of the ropes and lands a huge leg drop down across the neck of her opponent. Otaki stands up and cups her hands and draws them to her sides. The fans cheer as she screams out “Ka-Me-Ha-Me-”. Criss stands up, Otaki goes to throw the double palm strike, but Cassidy ducks out of the ring to safety to avoid the maneuver altogether.
Dick Shelby: Great ring presence on display there by Criss Cassidy. The fans may not like it but it was smart maneuvering.
Otaki sees Cassidy catching a breather on the outside of the ring. She runs and dives with a suicide dive that connects on the Second Coming. Jacob Waters begins to count both wrestlers out but they continue to fight at ringside. Otaki pulls Cassidy up and slams his face against the ring mat. Cassidy bounces off and staggers towards the ring steps. Otaki grabs Cassidy looking for the reverse STO, possibly into the ringsteps, but Cassidy spins at the last second and sends Otaki bouncing face first off of the ring post instead. Otaki appears stunned, Cassidy whips her into the barricade and then connects with a big boot that sends her toppling over it and into the first row of the crowd. Waters is up to a count of eight. Cassidy rolls back into the ring and right back out of it to break up the count. He grabs Otaki from over the barricade but she drops him down throat first on it instead.
Franklin Wright: The Second Coming just made his first mistake of the match there. He seemingly could have let Otaki get counted out there for a fall and chose not to.
Dick Shelby: That’s not how Criss Cassidy wants to win this match, Frankie. He wants to make a statement. Don’t you pay any attention to what’s going on?
Franklin Wright: I do. Don’t say that I don’t, Dick.
Dick Shelby: Well, quit acting like it then.
Otaki sees Criss down and she springboards up onto the barricade for a high risk maneuver. She leaps into the air but Criss catches her with the Holy Grail corkscrew kick on the way down. Everyone inside the arena is stunned as Cassidy grabs the purple haired dynamo and rolls her back into the ring. Cassidy climbs to the top rope and he leaps off with the Christening! Shooting Star Press connects! No! Otaki gets her knees up instead! She grabs Criss by the head and legs and rolls him into a small package!
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No! Cassidy kicks out again at 2 and 7/8ths!
Franklin Wright: Unbelievable exchange.
Dick Shelby: They’re wrestling like the match is gonna end on the first fall.
Otaki pulls herself up and waits for Criss to get back to his feet. She wipes the sweat from her brow. Cassidy back up, Otaki stalks from behind. She grabs him from the back and pulls him into the Grand Finale backstabber- no! Cassidy grabs the top rope and Otaki falls to the canvas back first. Otaki rolls herself back up to her feet but Cassidy’s running front uppercut sends her flying back into the turnbuckle pads. Cassidy backs up and charges the corner and looks to hit the Heaven’s Gate stinger splash but Otaki moves out of the way at the very last second. Otaki with a reverse sto sends Cassidy face first into the middle turnbuckle. Otaki backs up now and charges from the other side of the ring looking for a running butt bump but Cassidy moves out of the way at the last second. Cassidy rolls Otaki up with a small package of his own…
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Otaki kicks out!
Both competitors are quick back to their feet. Otaki Matrix evades a Spinning Heel kick but Cassidy spins himself again and delivers another Holy Grail! He covers hooking both legs…
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3!
Deneen McQueen: The winner of the first fall, by pinfall: CRISS CASSIDY!!!
Franklin Wright: My goodness! What an impressive display by Criss Cassidy there, and finally someone has picked up the first fall.
Dick Shelby: Impressive by both of these competitors, yes… but now if you’re the Second Coming you have got to push aside every thought that you might have of taking it easy. You’ve got to go at Otaki with everything you’ve got.
Franklin Wright: Otaki is down, but she’s not out of it by a long shot. She does have some ground to make up and absolutely no room for error. She’s got to think about what changes she needs to make to her strategy. But if anyone can do it, it’s Otaki. No one is more versatile in the ring as she.
Jacob Waters waits until both competitors are ready to begin again before he steps aside to allow the second fall to begin. Cassidy moves in right away with a flurry of punches and kicks to Otaki backing her into the corner. He pulls Otaki out and delivers a gordbuster right in the center of the ring and hooks both legs for the cover…
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Otaki kicks out after two and a half.
Dick Shelby: Stay on her Criss. Stay on her!
Franklin Wright: Who are you rooting for, anyway? You’re supposed to be impartial!
Dick Shelby: I kinda like the outsider here. You know, the fans are booing cause he’s a PRIME guy going up against Miss FSW… so I guess I’m pulling for Criss to be honest.
Franklin Wright: You always like the bad guys. It’s like a theme with you.
Dick Shelby: I like the bad girls even more though Frankie.
Franklin Wright: TMI Dick… TMI...
The crowd here in the Pit is pulling for Otaki to get back to her feet but Cassidy pulls her back up and drills her with another gordbuster in the center of the ring. Cassidy calls for the end and moves over to the ropes where he climbs them yet again. This time, Otaki pulls herself back up to her feet and falls on the top rope, causing Criss to fall crotch first on the top turnbuckle. Otaki hits a Shoryuken to the seated Criss and then climbs the ropes looking to hook Criss for a superplex. Otaki hooks Criss’s arms and pulls him up to a standing base and Cassidy blocks the attempt. Otaki delivers ten elbow smashes to the midsection of Cassidy in succession and then follows up with the huge superplex she was looking for! Both competitors down but Otaki kips up! The crowd comes to life as Otaki starts pumping her fists and then charges up as if she’s powering up!
Franklin Wright: Otaki is feeling it now! She’s back in the drivers seat! The New Mexico crowd here is feeling jacked!
Otaki stands waiting for Criss to get back to his feet. “KA-ME-HA-ME-” Criss pulls himself up with the middle rope. He staggers back toward the center of the ring.. “HA!!!!” Otaki drills him in the chest with the Kamehameha! She drops down and hooks the outside leg for the cover!
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3!
Deneen McQueen: The winner of the second fall, by pinfall: OTAKI!!!
Franklin Wright: We’re all tied up now!
Dick Shelby: Oh boy this match is living up to its instant classic billing. Now we’ve got the rubber match down to the final fall between these two fierce competitors and no matter what happens from here on out, we know that the better superstar will finally edge out and claim superiority.
Franklin Wright: Yeah and that’s huge considering that we’re on the Road to Stranglemania. It’s no secret that Otaki wants to become the first-ever two-time FSW Champion and absolutely no secret at all that The Second Coming would like his first shot at FSW Gold.
Dick Shelby: It’s all going to come down to who wants it more now. One of these two will break the tie between them and settle this score once and for all.
Once more Jacob Waters waits for both competitors to make their way back to their feet before allowing the match to continue for its final fall. Criss is showing a lot of pain in his face as he stands up and Otaki seems to be worn out and gasping for breath after her expenditures as well. Waters steps out of the way and the two come up fighting just as they had in the very open of the match, exchanging rights and lefts. The crowd cheers as Otaki seems to get the upper hand and looks for another quick Kamehameha but Criss Cassidy spinning heel kicks her hands away.
Franklin Wright: This is intense, I think these two may blow the roof off of this place!
Dick Shelby: Have you ever seen the FSW crowd so raucous? Me either!
Criss looks for the Holy Grail kick but Otaki matrix evades it and comes up with the Grand Finale! No! Criss turns and catches Otaki and drills her with a spinebuster! He jackknifes her for the cover!
1…
2…
3! NO! Otaki kicks out right before Waters’ hand hits the canvas.
Otaki pushes Criss off with her legs to break up the pin, but Criss keeps a hold of her legs. He steps through and locks in the Crucifixion sharpshooter in the center of the ring! Otaki screams out in pain as Criss has the hold set in deep! Referee Waters asks Otaki if she wants to submit… Otaki screams no! She claws her way towards the bottom rope… she reaches out… Criss drags her back into the center of the ring and tightens the hold!
Franklin Wright: Cassidy has the Crucifixion locked in deep! This has got to be all!
Dick Shelby: Just think about all of the punishment that these two competitors bodies have been through throughout this entire match! If Otaki’s pride won’t allow her to quit, the pain could be enough to make her pass out!
The crowd begs for Otaki not to tap, and she’s fighting it with everything she’s got. She raises her hand above the canvas and shakes it as if she’s going to tap… but holds off. She tries to claw her way towards the ropes again but Cassidy drags her back out to the center of the ring. The crowd is on their feet now as Otaki raises her hand once again… she slams it down to the mat… no… she grabs Cassidy by the ankle and tugs on his leg… Cassidy loses his balance and has to break the hold!
Dick Shelby: No way!
Franklin Wright: Somehow, some way… Otaki got herself free from the Crucifixion!
Dick Shelby: I can’t believe it!
Cassidy falls forward but is quick back to his feet. Otaki hides her face and stays prone on the mat. Cassidy staggers over and grabs Otaki by the head to pull her back up to her feet. When Otaki stands up she pushes her face forward as if she’s going to spit the Blood Mist! But- she doesn’t! Cassidy ducks out of the way but realizes that Otaki is just standing there with what looks like the red mist dripping from the corners of her mouth. Cassidy realizes that he has an opening and spins himself for the corkscrew Holy Grail kick- Otaki catches him from behind and drills him with the Grand Finale instead!
Franklin Wright: What… just happened there?
Dick Shelby: Did Otaki just… not do the blood mist?
Franklin Wright: Why didn’t she- oh watch out… Cassidy with the Holy Grail… no! Grand Finale! Grand Finale!!! This one is over!!!!
Otaki slides over Criss Cassidy’s body and hooks both legs for the cover. The crowd chants along…
1…
2…
Cassidy kicks out at 2 and 7/8ths! No one can believe it! Not even Otaki!
Franklin Wright: What?!
Dick Shelby: Oh ho! You have got to be kidding me!
Otaki looks up at the ref and pleads with him with the blood mist still dripping from her mouth. But Waters is sure that Cassidy got his shoulder up. Otaki turns to see Criss just getting back to his feet. Otaki stalks him from behind and thinks about another Grand Finale but instead latches onto his back and locks in the Deanimation! Rear Naked Choke applied, all Otaki has to do is drag Criss down to the mat. Criss staggers around the ring with Otaki on his back but he is quickly fading. With a last ditch escape attempt, Criss turns towards the nearby turnbuckles and falls backwards into them, smashing Otaki backwards into the turnbuckles. But no, Senior Referee Waters was caught between them, and instead the full weight of Cassidy and Otaki smash Waters against the turnbuckles instead. The referee is down.
Dick Shelby: Oh god. Waters is down! Now what are we going to do?
Franklin Wright: Hopefully we can get another ref out here right away. And the medical staff, Jacob Waters appears to be hurt!
Both Cassidy and Otaki turn to see that the ref is down and he doesn’t look to be getting back up anytime soon. Cassidy tries to grab Otaki by the shoulder but Otaki throws a back elbow into Cassidy’s face, sending him staggering towards the center of the ring. Cassidy charges at her once more but Otaki turns and drills him in the face with a reverse elbow once more. Otaki looks to be calling for the Kamehameha once more when there’s a commotion going on from the crowd. Otaki doesn’t even notice as someone appears to run out from the back, but instead of sliding into the ring to take Jacob Waters place, this woman climbs to the top rope.
Franklin Wright: Oh my god, is that, what is she doing here!? That’s Maggie Lockheart!
Dick Shelby: Maggie Lockheart is here? Where?
Franklin Wright: On the top rope!
Otaki cups her hands and places them to her sides as Criss staggers in front of her. “Ka-Me-Ha-” The crowd is trying to warn Otaki but she’s too caught up in the moment to notice.. “ME-” Otaki pulls her arms back looking for the Kamehameha of her life, but then she is drilled in the back of the head by the Bad Star! That hesitation missile dropkick hits Otaki in the back of the head without warning and snaps her head forward violently causing her to drop to the canvas like rocks. The crowd boos loudly as Magdalena pulls herself back up to her feet and screams down at Otaki that it was “payback for the mist”.
Dick Shelby: Oh my god! I heard about that! That is Magdalena’s new finisher… she calls it the Bad Star! She just damn near took Otaki’s head off!
Franklin Wright: What a coward!!! Otaki never saw that coming and once again Magdalena Lockheart ruins another otherwise perfect main event because of her arrogance!
Dick Shelby: Now who’s not being impartial, hmm?
Criss Cassidy shakes off the cobwebs and he realizes what’s going on. He immediately goes to check on Otaki. But before he can make any ground, Lexie Glass slides in from the far side of the ring and drills the Second Coming with the Glass Cutter! Kristian Bane and Stephen Kingston appear from opposite sides of the crowd and they slide into the ring as well. All four members of the Future in the ring now and they all take turns stomping on Cassidy and Otaki.
DING DING DING DING DING
Franklin Wright: This is not right. This is not right at all!
Dick Shelby: This is the Future we’re talking about, Franklin. The rulebook has been thrown completely out of the window!
Franklin Wright: Somebody get out here to stop this mess. We need security, pronto!
Magdalena is barking out orders for Kingston and Bane to pull Otaki and Cassidy up so that she can curb stomp them back down to the mat. Bane pulls Otaki’s head up off of the mat when suddenly there’s another commotion that is coming from the top of the stage. Xavier Reid, James Larson, and Sebastian Conner come running down the ramp and towards the ring all with steel folding chairs in hand! When the Future sees this, they split… each of them exiting the ring long before the calvary can come and exact their revenge.
Franklin Wright: It’s REID! LARSON! CONNER! They’ve got steel folding chairs in hand!!!
Dick Shelby: Aww. This was just getting fun.
Franklin Wright: The Albuquerque crowd is on their feet!
The three men stand guard at the ring as the Future backs their way up through the crowd. Cassidy and Otaki are back to their feet now and now all five of them stand tall.
Franklin Wright: The Future is running like a bunch of scared dogs while FSW stands tall!
Dick Shelby: It’s about time that the locker room got together for once. It’s just too bad that we’ll never get to know who the better superstar is between Otaki and Criss Cassidy after all.
Franklin Wright: This may be much bigger than even momentum or bragging rights. This is the battle for the future of our industry and those five men and women standing together inside that ring say it all!
QUICK RECAP
MATCH 1 - McNair d. Black
MATCH 2 - Larson d. Glass
MATCH 3 - Angel d. Acquin
MATCH 4 - Conner d. Reid
MATCH 5 - No Match
MAIN EVENT - No Contest
MVP: Sebastian Conner
WRITERS : JT, MR, Reid, Maggie, Otaki, Criss, Nos, Larson, Gully, Chambers, Kyle, Jay Thunder
After the video you hear the following with the picture on the screen.
"ELIZABETH THE KILLER CHAMBERS IS COMING TO FSW"
Then a very loud scream is heard as the lights went back on.
Franklin Wright: Looks like the rumors are true.
Dick Shelby: Seems that way. Christopher Chambers wife is coming to FSW
Dick Shelby: Seems that way. Christopher Chambers wife is coming to FSW
Franklin Wright: Indeed in March sometime. Can't wait.
The camera cuts to backstage where Destiny Fairchild is walking around the long hallways looking for someone to interview. Though she is suddenly stopped by a mysterious voice.
?: I would be happy to be your interviewee.
Destiny Fairchild turns around and looks surprised to see who the voice belongs to.
Destiny Fairchild: Uh sure. Ladies and gentlemen please welcome James Larson.
She lifts the mic up and a mixed reaction erupts from the crowd as James Larson steps up to Destiny and her mic, many of whom are surprised at James showing up backstage at all.
James Larson: Thank you, now as you know I do not usually appear backstage. In fact I do not believe we have ever spoken to each other. But I have something very important to address. An enormous stain on this brand. The Future.
As James mentions the infamous group a mostly negative reaction can be heard from the crowd.
James Larson: Tonight I have a match with Lexie Glass, a member of The Future and good friend of their leader and the FSW champion Magdalena Lockheart. I try not to hold grudges against people but I have made an exception for Lexie Glass. Lexie was the first member of their little club that faced off with back at FSW 51. And because of her and her friends I was left in a bloody heap on the ramp. My only wish is to return the favor, but luckily for her we do not have an extreme stipulation added to out match, and I have a certain respect for the rules so I would not attack her afterwards, although I am very close to making another exception to my code of conduct.
James' intensity brings many cheers from the crowd.
James Larson: I call upon anyone that is against The Future to join me. And to The Future themselves, let this serve as an official declaration of war! I call upon anyone that is against The Future to join me. And to The Future themselves, let this serve as an official declaration of war!
The camera pick up Xavier Reid as he walks through the backstage area with his cell phone to his ear.
Xavier Reid: I’m coming alright...you should have called earlier then…
Xavier looks annoyed as he pockets his phone and turns the corner to show an FSW Staff member holding a clipboard.
Xavier Reid: I’m sorry Terry…
Terry: They weren’t on the list Xavier, I couldn’t just let them in, they aren’t on the list…
Xavier Reid: I know, it’s fine but they are with me…
Terry: Which one…
Terry opens the door and the camera shows a group of masked individuals. Xavier shakes his head…
Xavier Reid: All of them...let them all in...I’ll deal with them and get them seats somewhere…
Terry: Xavier this really needs to be cleared by Mr. Tyson…
Xavier Reid: I know but trust me, you don’t want to bother Tyson with this and you really don’t want them standing around back here until he has time to deal with this. The last time they were all together in one place is was to orchestrated a well thought out HIT on our INDY Champion...if they linger around here for too long with nothing to do you might find yourself in a garbage bag in the trunk of one of their cars on your way to the New Mexico desert.
Perdido Volando: We use canvas bags now cousin…
Abando Volando: Yeah Xavier, garbage back are easy to escape out of and we also use extra strong duct tape…
Perdido holds up a black canvas bag while Abando holds up a roll of duct tape but before Xavier can say anything his uncle pushes his way to the front.
Villano Volando: Why were we made to wait out here like groupie whores and not on the list to enter the building.
Xavier Reid: Because I had no idea you and the family were coming.
Villano Volando: La Mazmorra is so close...why would we not come...
Villano looks at Xavier and then turns to face his nephew and Xavier’s cousin Tlatoani Volando…
Villano Volando: You were told to handle this, to make the call…
Tlatoani Volando: I know and I was going to call but then the suits in ANDELE needed an extra body in their opening match and well you saw what happened…
Xavier Reid: What happened…
Tlatoani Volando: Oh man it was bad...I wanted to have my moment you know...make them remember me and bring me on full time...so I thought I would recreate He Who Must Not Be Name’s famous dive...you know the one I’m talking about…
Xavier Reid: Yes…
Tlatoani Volando: The one where he jumped off the building and turned you into road kill to win the 24/7 Underground Championship…
Xavier Reid: When I say yes I don’t need you to remind me of that…
Tlatoani Volando: Ok, still a little sour about that...well anyways I decided since El Pab...I mean He Who Must Not Me Named made it look so easy I could pull it off…
Xavier Reid: And…
But it’s Tlatoani’s sister Verana Mereiles steps forward to answer that question…
Verana Mereiles: He overshot his opponent and went splat on the floor…
Tlatoani’s other sister Chiquitita Volando steps through the door…
Chiquitita Volando: So he’s on his way to being just as brain dead as Pablo…
Tlatoani Volando: Spent three days in a Mexican hospital and had to have Perdido and Abando sneak me out when I realized I wasn’t insured by ANDELE and was on the hook for that bill...so I went Zero Dark 30 on the world and forgot to make the call...my bad…
Villano Volando pushes him aside and enters The Pit...his ANDELE World Championship belt over his shoulder
Xavier Reid: You are really going to walk around here tonight with your belt over your shoulder…
Villano Voando: I’m a champion...something YOU can’t say...you seem to be the only Volando in this company without a belt these days…
Xavier Reid: Cute…
Villano walks into The Pit and three masked me walk by Xavier taking pictures with their cell phones…
Xavier Reid: Who the…
Tlatoani Volando: Koko Volando, Voltro Volando and Otro Volando… oh and you remember Sr. Espejo…
An older masked man that’s slightly hunched over walks in...he was the adopted son of Xavier’s legendary grandfather Sr. Volando Jr.
Xavier Reid: Yes...the son Grandfather Volando went out and adopted when his three natural sons showed him the disappointment they really were…
Sr. Espejo: Xavier (in what is clearly a forced Mexican accent…)
That leaves only one mask man left...he steps in and comes face to face with Xavier...the two look at each other for a second…
Xavier Reid: Brother...I’m shocked you came…
Xavier’s other half brother Vertigo tilts his head a little...but having not said a word in longer than Xavier knew he wasn’t expecting a response...but his protector in Verana Mereiles comes to his aid…
Verana Mereiles: Leave him alone Xavier...he’s here because we ALL had to be...it’s ok Vertigo...HE’S not here...it will be fine…
Xavier Reid: Listen...I have a lot to deal with tonight so this isn’t a great time for you all to just stop by…
Villano Volando: We are here to talk with James Tyson...it’s time for the FSW to sign me…
There is laughter from a few of the Volando family members but they quickly go silent as Villano turns to face them…
Xavier Reid: Uncle...the FSW isn’t going to sign a man in his 50’s...it goes against the very principle of the Future part in the title…
Perdido Volando: Well what about me…
Abando Volando: Or me…
Tlatoani Volando: I know I can hit that dive if given another shot…
Chiquitita Volando: If anyone is getting a shot it’s me…
Koko Volando: I could eat…
Voltro Volando: They aren’t talking about food you big ape…
Sr. Espejo: I brought my gear…
But Xavier drops his head into his hands as they all begin to talk over one another…
Xavier Reid: ENOUGH!!!! I have an important match here tonight and I don’t have time to deal with this...you are all in...DO NOT FUCK THIS PLACE UP FOR ME…
Villano Volando: I’m going to find James Tyson, maybe he’ll be interested in a Champion v. Champion match for his FSW Champion…
Chiquitita Volando: I want to go and find Otaki, see how that mist thing works…
Perdido Volando: Abando and I are going to try and get into Sebastian Conner’s Gentlemen’s Club…
Abando Volando: Yeah we are big fans...hope he wins tonight…
Sr. Espejo: Where is Kyle Gautier, I want to compliment him on his fine mustache and show him mine…
Sr. Espejo rubs his upper lip...behind his mask…
Koko Volando: Look a banana…
Voltro Voando: Come on...I wanted to get a picture with Criss Cassidy...for my Facebook profile...get back here…
Otro Volando: Hey isn’t that Destiny Fairchild...
The Volando clan spreads out leaving only Xavier, Tlatoani, Verana and Vertigo…
Tlatoani Volando: Do you think The Future is looking to add members since a good chunk of them have been MIA and do you have any pull with Maggie…
Verana Mereiles: Are you really asking Xavier that...seriously they didn’t find anything wrong with your brain...you know Maggie doesn’t even remember Xavier at this point…
She looks at Xavier with a ‘fuck you’ grin but as Xavier is about to respond he is cut off by the sounds of a clock...Tick Tock...Tick Tock...almost frozen in fear until…
Verana Mereiles: Oh Vertigo...isn’t that your phone…
Vertigo nods and grabs his phone and holds it to his ear for a second or two and then pockets the phone…
Verana Mereiles: I told him he was crazy to pay $2.99 for that but what can you do...oh...he said wrong number…
The three of the laugh and walk away from Xavier…
Xavier Reid: Well I guess this night can’t get any worse...
Xavier Reid walks away shaking his head leaving Terry by himself...he looks down at his clipboard...then he looks up as he hears a voice…
DOOMSDAY….
MATCH 2
James Larson Vs Lexie Glass
The two FSW vets meet in the center of the ring and go to lock up but Lexie ducks under sending James Larson falling forward, Lexie laughs to herself and draws the boos from the fans but she holds out her arms as to say she was sorry and motions him to lock up again and as the go to lock up again Lexie ducks under again causing James to lunge forward. Lexie almost doubles over laughing and James is starting to look irritated by the games. Lexie finally stops laughing and goes to lock up by this time James doesn’t commit and Lexie stands in front of him and slaps him across the face. She starts to laugh but James Larson shoots right back with a head butt to the bridge of Lexie’s nose wiping the smile off her face as she checks her nose.
Larson bounces off the ropes and takes Lexie off her feet with a monsterous clothesline. He hits the ropes again and drops a elbow drop onto Lexie’s chest. Lexie rolls over and James hooks his shin around her leg and bridges back into a Muta Lock. Lexie is in real trouble as James Larson pulls back from under her chin and the FSW fans begin to troll her with a ‘TAP OUT’ chant but to their dismay Lexie is able to use her elbows and pull herself towards the ropes close enough to reach out and grab the bottom rope to force a break. Larson breaks and continues to work over Lexie’s back with a series of stomps and then hits the ropes and drops a double knee drop to the small of Lexie’s back. She lets out a scream as she rolls under the ropes and lays on the apron trying to regroup.
James isn’t having it as he pulls her up by the hair Lexie out of desperation or just because she’s cold hearted digs her fingernails into the eyes of James Larson and racks away at his eyes forcing him to release her hair and Lexie grabs him by the back of his head before he can stagger away and drops off the apron clotheslining him off the top rope. She quickly runs up the steps and up to the top rope and comes off with a splash off the top rope to her stunned and down opponent. She hooks the leg but James quickly kicks up before the ref can count to one but Lexie isn’t deterd and grabs James Larson’s ankle and rocks in a ankle lock. As she wrenches on the ankle she starts to mock the crowd screaming out at them and to James Larson ‘TAP OUT’ but James is able to break free as Lexie was distracted by the fans.
Lexie is still jawing at the fans ringside and it allows James to get to his feet, Lexie turns in time to eat a kick to the stomach and it’s followed up by a knee to her face. After hitting Knee of Fate James rocks Lexie with an uppercut and then a knee to the face. Lexie falls back into the ropes and bounces off as James pulls his hood up and leaps up, grabs Lexie by the head and nails the CHAIN BREAKER!!!! The fans pop to their feet as James covers, hooks the leg and gets the 1, 2 3!!!!!
The EWCTV Network feed cuts to the backstage area where we initially see “The Second Coming” Criss Cassidy getting prepared for his big-time Main Event matchup against Miss FSW Otaki later on tonight. Criss is already clad in his ring gear and looks to be focusing on the upcoming battle with a set of Beats by Dre headphones cradling his ears. There’s a loud knock on his door but Criss doesn’t hear it. It doesn’t matter though as the door opens anyway and in comes the FSW Champion and leader of the Future Magdalena Lockheart. The girl is dressed in her ring attire as well but she has the FSW Championship around her waist and dark sunglasses covering her eyes. When Criss notices her he pulls his headphones down and stands up.
Criss Cassidy: Well well, what do we have here? Come to wish me good luck tonight?
Magdalena Lockheart: Cut the crap, Criss. Times up, are you in, or are you out?
Lockheart stands with her hands on her hips and she looks up at the man who is about a foot taller than she. Criss doesn’t back down, either, he smiles as he looks down upon the silver-haired girl.
Criss Cassidy: Hmm? In or out? As in I have to choose right now?
Magdalena Lockheart: That’s right.
Criss Cassidy: If I’d rather be one of the men besides one of the finest females in all of professional wrestling, kicking ass and taking names… or if I’d rather be riding the pine?
Magdalena Lockheart: Mmhmm.
Criss Cassidy: If I’d rather be a true Future Star- breaking through that proverbial glass ceiling, making it all the way to the great place above, arriving at the pearly gates and knocking on the very door of heaven itself? Or if I’d rather be dragged down to hell with the rest of these losers?
Magdalena Lockheart: That’s right.
The Second Coming grins.
Criss Cassidy: Well then, when you put it like that-
Cassidy places his hands on Magdalena’s shoulders.
Criss Cassidy: I’m out. And come to think of it, you are too.
Magdalena Lockheart: What?!
Criss Cassidy: You heard me.
Criss spins Maggie around so that she’s facing the door.
Magdalena Lockheart: What? Wait! You can’t do this! Stop!
He pushes her towards the door, and then shoves her out of the locker room. Magdalena turns and faces him while standing in the doorway with a deep scowl etched on her face.
Magdalena Lockheart: You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Criss!
Criss Cassidy: No Maggie. I just saved it.
Before Magdalena can respond, Cassidy shuts the locker room door in her face and locks it. Cassidy grins as the fans inside the Pit all laugh and cheer as they watch along on the big tron screen.
Dick Shelby: I can’t believe Criss Cassidy just turned down his invitation to join the Future!
Franklin Wright: Cassidy may have just earned himself a bunch of fans here tonight. Good for him!
MATCH 3
Matt Angel Vs Joshua Acquin
Acquin gets off to a fast start after the bell rings, connecting with some hard shots followed by a Flowing DDT. Acquin continues the assault with a few Jumping Knee Drops to the face of Matt Angel. Acquin goes for the quick win as he attempts to lock in his Breaking the Knees Figure Four Leglock, but Angel escapes his grasp. Angel goes on the offensive with a Superkick, immediately followed by a Springboard Moonsault. He goes for the cover but Acquin kicks out at 2. Angel tries to end it with the Fallen, but Acquin manages to escape. Acquin then connects with a Facebreaker Knee Smash. He goes for the cover but the Angel kicks out at 2. Acquin goes for the win with the Killswitch, but Angel avoids the mouth then turns the tables on Acquin and connects with Prophecies End before heading to the top rope and hitting Heaven Sent. He makes the cover and the ref makes the 3 count.
Hatchet Gully comes out to the ring with no music and in his street clothes. A$hley Quid seems to be arguing with him all the way down. He ignores her and grabs the microphone. He enters the ring and glares at anyone in the audience yelling at him.
Hatchet Gully: Hold up. Hold up one damn minute. Last show I was back there preparin’ to get into the ring with a champion when I hear my name being spat out with such recklessness that I had to pause. I asked A$hley about it and she said it was just some fools poppin’ off. Like I should be OK with this just because it was some guy from Prime tryin’ to get his kid some clout. Nah, I don’t care if you are just startin’ out or if you X himself. I don’t let any son of a bitch alive speak that way about me. Then I come to find out that this has been goin’ on for weeks, yo. That blew minds. A$hley here considers this fool so below me that she ain’t even tell me about it. So this guy had to get loud. He see my girl shruggin’ him off like he ain’t no thing so he come out loud to call me out. So you got my attention, Ito.
He walks up to the ropes and the camera zooms in.
Hatchet Gully: So that’s why you seein’ me out here right now. He wants an answer for his boy well here it is: You do not get to face me. You want to talk about yellow? You want to talk about cowardly? How is it that you started off this lil’ exchange on the twitter machine? Do you know how I went about debuting here? I drove my car into a woman and tore up her partner’s knee. Are you aware of the things I’ve done in FSW? Do you know who I really am? Nah. You don’t GET to face someone like me. So you show me that you deserve this match. Heed the warnings. If you think you up to it, you can come at me instead of getting your management to spit that good game for you. Just know that when I clap back you might be out before your whole career even gain some momentum. So we might get to it eventually. You damn sure think you cashin’ out big. If you prove your worth just remember that almost all wishes turn out sour.
He leaves the ring and motions for A$hley to take his hand. He yells at her angrily all the way back as her face remains passive.
Cameras find Destiny Fairchild backstage, primping her hair and fixing her face. It takes her around three seconds before she realizes the camera is on. Her countenance changes as she snaps between annoyance and professionalism.
Fairchild: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Kyle Gautier.
Kyle steps into the frame, smirking and removing his sun glasses.
Destiny: Kyle, you made a ripple throughout the EWC this week when you made an unannounced appearance on Monday Night Brawl, seemingly joining the World Champion Drake's faction of the Revolution in the process. Curious ears want to know, does this mean you are leaving FSW for Brawl?
Kyle chuckles.
Kyle: Destiny, as you know, two weeks ago Keith Williams and his ReVenant buddies bought airtime on our show to promote Brawl. It was insulting to our fans, to our roster and, quite frankly, I thought I could do it better. Being childish has kind of been my claim to fame. So I created a commercial. For the Future Stars. For me. For you. I did it on my own and, let me tell you, air time is super expensive.
Destiny: I guess.
Kyle: So not having anything to do on Monday, I decide to go to Brawl for two things: one, to wish President Mac happy birthday on Presidents Day. And two, to make sure the commercial got played.
Destiny looks at Kyle pleadingly.
Destiny: Then what was the deal with joining forces with Drake, Morgan, and Nevaeh in the back stage area against the ReVs?
Kyle: A happy accident, to be sure. I happened to be in the right place at the right time. I happen to respect the champions. Nevaeh is the former Indy Champion, Darkwater is the current International champion, and Drake... well, his resume speaks for itself. Let's be honest...i cannot afford to miss out on that sort of free education. Besides, I kind of owed the ReVenants one anyway. They came into our house, figuratively, so I went into theirs, literally.
Destiny: So does this mean that you are the newest member of the Revolution?
Kyle pauses and chuckles.
Kyle: Destiny, I would venture to guess that this Monday evening, I have an open invitation to sit ringside when the good Captain faces Carner in the cage. As for my actual membership, I would have to tell you I...--
Kyle pauses mid-sentence to look off camera. Suddenly, the camera pans over to show Sebastian Conner, on his way to the ring. As he tapes up one of his hands, he and Kyle engage in a slight staredown. Conner cracks a small smile.
Sebastian: Nice job with the commercial, kid. And way to make a statement on Brawl, even if it was in your own kind of way. There may be hope for you yet.
He extends a hand to Kyle, who in turn, shakes it.
Kyle: Good luck out there tonight. Show Xavier what the future of this company actually holds.
Sebastian: Thanks, man.
Kyle: And maybe afterwards, we can go get a drink. I still owe you.
Sebastian lets out an uproarious laugh.
Sebastian: Not dressed like that, you won't.
Sebastian leaves to go get ready fort his match, chuckling all the way. Kyle smirks and leans in to Fairchild.
Kyle: That wasn't a no. I'm wearing him down.
Kyle gleefully leaps out of frame, leaving Destiny by herself, bewildered.
Destiny: I've got to pick my assignments better.
Fade out.
MATCH 4
Xavier Reid VS Sebastian Conner
The bell rang and the two waste no time locking up. Reid quickly proves to be a superior technician, shutting down each and every attempt presented by Conner to try and one up him. The end result saw Reid grounding Conner out with a sideheadlock takedown into a crouched, painful single arm chicken wing hold. Reid utilizes greater leverage, forcing Conner to fight even harder to eventually power lift Reid up one armed. Reid quickly switches things up, falling back and locking Conner into a tight armbar!
Conner struggles for several seconds, until managing to flip himself over onto Reid, turning the arm bar into a rather bizarre pin. Forced to let go and shove Conner away, the hold is broken and both men get to their feet. Reid goes for a Thai clutch, but Conner surprises him by slipping under his arms and scooping him up for a spinebuster and a pin attempt. A two count is all he nets as Reid kicks out and forces him off. Both men get to their feet and Reid snaps off a spin kick, but Conner catches it!
Conner spins the leg away and tries to catch Reid with a clothesline while off balance. Reid ducks, Conner stumbles forward, then spins around to eat a snap savate kick to the jaw, followed by several shots to the body, hip, thigh, and knees before finishing it off with a Pelee kick! Reid hits the canvas at the same time as Conner, only to back roll onto his prone form. Two and a half count is what the result netted.
Reid tosses Conner into a nearby corner and rushes in for a flying splash, but Conner throws both legs right into his chest, mid leap! Reid is thrown back from the force of his own momentum backfiring. He thrashes on the canvas, clutching at his chest and kicking his legs! Conner crouches down low in the corner, watching and waiting as Reid fought his way to his feet. As soon as Reid turns to face him, Conner launches himself like a human dart across the ring and right into Reid's midsection with a spear. At the last possible second, Reid avoids the obvious fate, leaping over Conner and drilling both boot heels right into his shoulder blades! Conner crashes to the canvas in a heap of pain as Reid flips off of him.
Reid rushes to the nearby corner, quickly vaulting to the top with his back turn and not wasting a single second. He leaps off the turnbuckle with X MARKS THE SPOT, splashing across Conner and hooking his leg for a pin! Almost a three count right then and there! Reid helps a winded Conner to his feet, boots him in the gut and straddles the back of his head. He then whips Conner onto his shoulders and runs straight for the nearest turnbuckle pad! Just as he's about to hit the X-Ploder, Conner comes to life and flips over his shoulders and brings Reid to the canvas with an improvised Sunset flip and pin, but Reid backrolls right out of it and hits a low orbit dropkick right in Conner's chest!
Both men get to their feet, albeit with Conner clutching at his chest. Reid wastes no time, hitting the nearby ropes with a springboard Superman Punch, but he's caught! He hefts Reid up onto his shoulers, turns, and splatters Reid on the canvas with a powerbomb of his own! Reid rolls onto his knees and one hand, clutching at his back. Conner moves in behind him and wraps his arms around Reid's waist. With a roar of effort, he deadlifts Reid up and over with a hard German Suplex, then rolls to a stand, hitting a faster second German Suplex. He repeats a third and even a fourth time and on that fourth time, he plants Reid's shoulders! A near heartbeat away from a three count had Reid breaking the waist lock and rolling out of the German Suplex Pin. Reid gets to his knees, clutching at the back of his neck in pain.
Conner is on him in a flash yanking the stunned Reid up and belting him with bare knuckle brawling punches and knee lifts, until he manages to drive Red through the ropes! As Reid hangs there, clearly stunned from the assault, Conner hops back and then lunges forward with a spear through the ropes, both men flying off the apron to the arena floor in a heap. It was clear, however, that Conner suffered damage as well as Reid, clutching at the top of his head while Reid held both hands to abdomen as well as the back of his head.
Conner gets to his feet first. With a wince, he gathers Reid up and hurls him to the nearby announce table. Throwing Reid across it, he plants several stiff punches to his abdomen in an effort to keep him stunned. He then slides onto the table, kicking monitors out of the way as the announce team backs off. He then gathers Reid up and places him in a front face lock. He signals for the Honorable Deeds and lifts Reed up perfectly vertical. Just as he's about to hit the spin and Jackhammer finish, Reid's knee cracks him on the top of his head. From zero to 60, Reid spins out, hooks a front facelock and drives Conner and himself through the table in a wreckage of wood and bodies!
Both men lay there as the seconds tick by, the referee beginning a late ten count. At the count of five, Xavier Reid crawls out first. By seven, he's crawling and pulling himself onto apron gingerly. Behind him, Conner pulls himself from the wreckage, a spot of blood on his forehead from a small bit of wood that dug into his skin. At Eight, Reid rolls under the bottom rope, panting for breath, flat on his back with a fist in the air! At Nine Conner grabs the Apron and yanks himself up. Just as the referee would have said Ten, slide in and remained face down on the canvas as more blood began to drain from the wound on his forehead.
The crowd chants at both men, cheering them on and praising their efforts all the same. Reid slowly pulls himself up using the ropes, casting a gaze over at Conner who was now rising on all fours, showing that he wasn't giving up either. Reid shakes his head and chuckles a bit, then takes in a deep breath....
It was clearly time to end this. Conner pushes off of the ropes with a bit of an uncoordinated stumble, rubbing at the wound on his forehead. Reid gave him no chance to fully recover, or so he thought. As he rushed in to catch Conner with the X-ecution, suddenly Conner whipped his head back and Reid instead leaps up and falls to the mat with nothing to show for it. He gets to his feet with a slap of the hand on the mat, only to be surprised by Conner stealing his own finish and using it against him with THE DULY NOTED X-ECUTION! Reid bounces back on impact, a look of shock mixed with a daze on his face as Conner rolls over his prone form for the final 1-2-3 pinfall of the match!
The fans continue to cheer an amazing match as Xavier Reid rolls out of the ring, looks at the crowd cheering and despite the loss, starts to walk over to them
Dick Shelby: The fans are really starting to change their perspective on Xavier Reid…
Franklin Wright: I thought this guy was one of the most hated men in this business but you wouldn’t know that these days…
Dick Shelby: Well everyone does grow up…
Xavier is just about to reach out to the fans ringside when the lights inside The Pit…
Dick Shelby: What the…
Franklin Wright: What is happening…
The fans go nuts as the cheer in the darkness
Dick Shelby: We saw this last week...Legion has their eyes on Xavier Reid…
Franklin Wright: I don’t think it’s Xavier they want…
Dick Shelby: That’s Luke Wolfe’s music, is here?
A spotlight pops on inside The Pit and bounces around the crowd until it goes straight up into the rafters and stops on…
Dick Shelby: LUKE WOLFE IS HERE IN FSW!!!!
Franklin Wright: And look at Xavier...it’s like he’s seeing a ghost…
Xavier stares as Luke with wide eyes and Luke just simply smiles and opens his arms in an welcoming manner…
Inside The Pit a voice comes across the speaks, a big booming voice
IT’S TWO MINS TILL MIDNIGHT!!!!
Dick Shelby: Xavier is frozen where he stands…
Franklin Wright: Luke Wolfe is working his voodoo magic…
Xavier looks from the Doomsday symbol back to Luke Wolfe, Luke motions with his hands for Xavier to ‘come to me’ then the spotlight pops off and the rafters are engulfed back into darkness. Xavier shakes his head as if to regain his senses and slowly back up the ramp...
MATCH 5
Magdalena Lockheart Vs Jack Nomad
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.
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.
She moves to the corner of the ring an takes the belt off from around her waist. She ascends the turnbuckles and stands on the middle and top rope holding the FSW Championship Belt high in the air for everyone here in Albuquerque, New Mexico to see. She then hops down from the corner and repeats this process on the other side of the ring. With the crowd growing restless of this display, Lockheart finally calls for the cut to her music and asks Deneen McQueen for a microphone.
Franklin Wright: Well, Magdalena Lockheart's match has been cancelled tonight due to a release issued by the company. But apparently that's not stopping her from coming down to the ring anyway. It appears as if she is demanding a microphone...
Dick Shelby: It sure as hell looks like it.
Franklin Wright: Oh God. What does she have to say now?
Dick Shelby: Treat her with a little class, will ya Frankie? This is the FSW Champion we’re talking about here!
Inside the ring, Magdalena Lockheart looks out into the crowd who continue to have a heavily mixed reaction for her. Loud boos tend to interrupt the intermittent cheering to the point where Lockheart feels as though she’s in the midst of another hostile crowd. She brushes her hair back to the side and pulls the FSW Championship belt down from her shoulder.
Magdalena Lockheart: Pardon me for just a moment. I hate having this shiny, heavy, beautiful FSW Championship title belt anywhere else than where it belongs.
The crowd boos as Lockheart drops the microphone and takes her good old time fastening the belt around her waist. After getting the buttons snapped, she slides the title belt around so that its straight on her midsection. The crowd is showering her with boos.
Magdalena Lockheart: That’s better. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. I was just finishing up the weekend sweep when I thought to myself… isn’t there a big Pay Per View event coming up for EWC? Oh yeah, it’s that S-word that nobody around here likes to mention cause its the biggest night of our careers.
Franklin Wright: I think she’s talking about Stranglemania, Dick.
Dick Shelby: Of course she’s talking about Stranglemania.
Magdalena Lockheart: Now as your FSW Champion, I am quite frankly shocked that with all of this superfluous crap that’s been going on with me and my status as a future star that James Tyson hasn’t made one mention of who my opponent might be. I can only imagine that JT is gonna throw his biggest and best pitch at me yet- but I’m just wondering who that is.
Lockheart begins to pace around the ring.
Magdalena Lockheart: Is it Otaki? Is it Reid? Is it someone who I haven’t yet beat? I dunno, Jimmy. It’s getting down to the wire here on wannabes that think they deserve a membership to the club. I’m still waiting on someone, anyone really, who actually can be a challenge for me. Ever think that’s why I was ready to make the jump to the big leagues?
Franklin Wright: Oh come on now. Lockheart is just mocking our General Manager now.
Dick Shelby: Isn’t it great?
Magdalena Lockheart: So I’ll tell you what. If you do want to have your big main event tonight, why don’t you get your ass on out here and tell me just who it is that I’m going to face. Yeah, that’s right, you heard me. I’m not moving from this ring until you announce what the Stranglemania FSW Championship match is going to be. And to be honest, JT, I don’t really give a damn who you pick for me. Just name a contender, someone worthy enough that I can face, and then we can discuss what’s going to happen when I embarrass them on the grandest stage. I don't care if it's an old dog or if it's someone looking to break through the glass ceiling for the very first time. But that’ll all come later once you name the sorriest person whose about to walk into my ring on the grandest stage. So whaddya say? I’m waiting, JT. So are all these wonderful fans out here in Albuquerque.
Franklin Wright: Is Lockheart really calling out James Tyson?
Dick Shelby: Are you really denying it?
Franklin Wright: Well, no… uhh. I just was saying that this takes a lot of… you know…
Dick Shelby: Balls? Yeah, well… Magdalena Lockheart has already proven that she’s willing to go out on a limb and bet on herself, cause she’s done so time and time again. People seem to hate her for it but it keeps on paying off…
Franklin Wright: Until the one time that it doesn’t.
"Trophies" plays, and out walks the FSW GM, James Tyson. He's not in his normal jovial mood, and he makes a beeline toward the ring. He quickly motions to the ringside tech for a mic, and heads up the stairs into the ring.
James Tyson: Maggie, Maggie, Maggie. Be careful what you ask for. However, I must confirm one thing before I get to why I'm out here. Jack Nomad has been released from his EWC contract as of Thursday night, and as such, our gracious "champion" will not have a match tonight.
The crowd booos heartily at that statement, but James gets them to calm a bit before continuing.
James Tyson: Now Maggie...you know that I wouldn't leave you hanging, my child. StrangleMania is the biggest, bloodiest spectacle there is in this business, and FSW always comes to play...especially the FSW champion. The FSW champion has successfully defended that belt you have around your waist in some of the most gruesome matches known to this business the last two years. I expect you to be no different. That being said, you want to know your opponent. You deserve that. And despite taking a hard-fought loss tonight, he earned the right to challenge you one on one for that championship when he beat the former champion...Maggie...your championship opponent is none other than Xavier Reid!
HUGE POP from the Pit, as the mention of Reid gets them hyped.
James Tyson: And for someone who needed to assemble a crew behind her to break through her glass ceiling and win that championship, you'll need to call on that confidence in short order, because at StrangleMania, you and Xavier Reid will face off in....a Glass Table Match!
Franklin Wright: Holy sh--! A Glass Table Match for the FSW championship!
James Tyson: All the glass tables EWC can bring will be surrounded around the ring. You win by pinfall or submission...and ONLY after you've put your opponent through at least one of those glass tables first. There will be blood. There will be pain. And Maggie, if you are the champion you feel and say that you are, then I expect your hand to be the one raised, and the words, "And Still" to be said once the final bell rings. My child...are you ready to break this glass, or will it, and Xavier Reid....break you?
"Trophies" plays, as Tyson walks out, but not before patting Maggie on her shoulder, leaving her, the announcers and the entire crowd in shock with that announcement.
We find ourselves backstage of The Pit. Why are we here? Because, walking down a corridor is The Emo Princess herself Otaki. Cheers could be heard at the sight of her yet she doesn’t seem to notice too much about her surroundings as she wears a pair of headphones and is currently singing ‘Catch The World With A Throw’. At least until Destiny Fairchild comes over to her, convincing the Purple Haired Dynamo to pop out her headphones.
Fairchild: Sorry for interrupting your singing but your two out of three falls match against Criss Cassidy is coming up next. Do you have anything to say about it?
Otaki: Honestly...
The Emo Princess leans in towards the microphone in Destiny’s hand, possibly to make sure her words were definitely heard.
Otaki: This night could be the night that I nail two birds with one stone. The first of which is cancelling The Second Coming...and the second is to establish that I am more than ready to retake the Championship I lost back at WrestleFest. So I better start swinging.
Calmly yet confidently left the Englishwoman’s lips as shortly afterwards she continues onwards in the direction of the stairs that’d take her onto the stage. However the moment she arrives there another person was already there...Criss Cassidy.
Otaki: I was wondering where you’ve been hiding all night.
She jokes with the intention of capturing her opponent’s attention just before their big bout. Cassidy keeps his head down, seemingly ignoring Otaki.
Otaki: Giving me the silent treatment? That’s not very nice.
Criss turns his head toward Otaki and the two make eye contact.
Cassidy: Prepare yourself for some more mistreatment.
The milky skinned woman was going to speak up an immediate response “Second Coming” starts playing, interrupting the now pouting FSW star in the process. However this pout was only momentary as a smirk etches itself across her face when Criss faces the back curtains again.
Otaki: And prepare yourself for my game...
She let her words linger in his ears, smiling deviously as Cassidy heads out through the black curtains.
2 out of 3 Falls
Criss Cassidy Vs Otaki
Criss Cassidy Vs Otaki
Dick Shelby: Well Frankie it looks like it’s time for main event, and this one is set to be an instant classic.
Franklin Wright: What is more big time than a two out of three falls rubber match between Miss FSW Otaki and The Second Coming Criss Cassidy?
Dick Shelby: And all of this happening on the road to Stranglemania!
Franklin Wright: That’s exactly right. All old scores must be settled. Everyone has to go into the biggest night of the year with as much momentum as they could possibly have. We are looking at the future of our industry, and it’s happening right here right now. Strategy?
Dick Shelby: Obviously the first person to gain a fall is going to hold a huge advantage. If I’m Criss Cassidy, I’m thinking that if can somehow score that first fall over Otaki, then I’ve got her beat.
Franklin Wright: Yeah but Dick we’ve seen time and time again how Otaki can come back from seemingly insurmountable odds and still pull off victories that, for many competitors, would have been well out of grasp.
Dick Shelby: That’s exactly why that first fall may be the deciding fall. But we’ll see how it plays out.
Franklin Wright: Alright let’s head down to ringside.
Deneen McQueen: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: One Fall!!!
Deneen McQueen: ...two out of three falls!
"Second Coming" by Juelz Santana begins to play as smoke shoots out infront of the entrance. Criss Cassidy walks out from behind the curtains and stands on the ramp in a lavish robe and matching long tights. He holds his arms out and makes his way down to the ring.
Deneen McQueen: Making his way to the ring at this time, from Chicago, Illinois. He stands at 6’3” and weighs in at two-hundred and five pounds. “The Second Coming” CRISS CASSIDY!!!
Cassidy steps into the ring and makes his way over to his corner. He sheds the robe and stretches.
Deneen McQueen: And His opponent...
on the road
on the road
A rev of a guitar 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 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 starts to go down the ramp-way. Once arriving the bottom of the ramp a smile appears on Otaki's face as she 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 up the steps and gets onto the apron before bending over the middle rope to enter the ring. Once inside the ring Otaki proceeds to take off her cloak, revealing the back of her outfit to any potential man in the crowd tonight as she neatly folds her cloak up and places it on the ropes nearest her. Right afterwards she bounces over to the ropes opposite, stepping one foot on the bottom rope while stepping the other on the middle rope and takes her Pokéball off before lifting it up in the air.
Deneen McQueen: From Pallet Town. She stands in at 5’6” and weighs in at one-hundred and forty-eight pounds. “The Emo Princess” OTAKI!!!
Senior Referee Jacob Waters has to step between the two competitors as they immediately go face to face with one another. It’s not enough to hold them back as they start exchanging punches!
DING DING DING
The match gets underway fast and furious with the two competitors exchanging punches. Cassidy gets the early upper hand and irish whips Otaki and takes her down with a shoulder tackle. Cassidy hits the ropes now and leaps over an Otaki body trip and then takes a dropkick by the Purple Haired Dynamo. Otaki with a Bat-hand and a discus double axe handle sends Cassidy into the corner. She follows up with knee lifts to the midsection and drags Cassidy out of the corner looking for an STO, but Cassidy counters with a side elbow smash. Cassidy catches Otaki and drops her on the top of her head with a dragon suplex. He immediately goes for a cover…
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Otaki kicks out just before the count of two.
Franklin Wright: I think what you said was correct, you can see both fighters going for the big strikes early. Cassidy only able to get a one count there.
Dick Shelby: Can’t blame the guy for trying to pin early. What if Otaki was dazed there for a split second?
Franklin Wright: I highly doubt that anyone can beat Otaki that quickly under any circumstance. Come on now, this is Otaki we’re talking about.
Dick Shelby: Cassidy is well aware of this. He sees Otaki as the gatekeeper. He knows that beating her could make his entire career. Or at least be the catalyst to something bigger.
Franklin Wright: Otaki has earned the right to be called the gatekeeper of FSW. Hell, she’s earned the right to be called Miss FSW, so yeah, it’s totally plausible.
Cassidy pulls Otaki right back up and delivers a side russian leg sweep. He follows it up with a neckbreaker and then locks in the camel clutch. Ref Waters checks on Otaki as Cassidy wrenches in the hold. The Second Coming is feeling pretty confident as he squats down on the lower back of Otaki and uses his lengthy arms and legs as leverage in this maneuver. Otaki refuses to quit and drags herself over towards the bottom rope. The fans cheer when Otaki grabs the rope and Cassidy is forced to break the hold.
Dick Shelby: Cassidy working the head and neck area of Otaki. He’s wearing her down early.
Franklin Wright: It seems as if Criss has a plan and so far he’s executing it to perfection.
Dick Shelby: It’s important that he stays in the drivers seat, though. Because Otaki is downright deadly.
Cassidy pulls Otaki up and he locks her in the Fishermans Suplex but Otaki turns it into an inside cradle…
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2…
3-No! Cassidy kicks out just before Water’s hand hits the mat for three.
Franklin Wright: Was that our first fall?
Dick Shelby: No.
Otaki rushes back up to her feet but she nearly gets decapitated by a Cassidy spinning heel kick. Cassidy covers.
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2…
Otaki kicks out.
Franklin Wright: Oh man. The fight to this first fall is almost as intense as most one fall matches we have! And there’s still the possibility for two more!
Dick Shelby: I wouldn’t be surprised if it did go the full three. Cassidy has proven that he can hang with the best that FSW has to offer in my opinion.
Franklin Wright: And in my opinion he’s still got a way to go to get to Otaki’s level. So we’ll just have to disagree on that then.
The Second Coming pulls himself back to his feet and he waits for Otaki to stand on her own. Criss unloads with a Holy Grail corkscrew kick but Otaki ducks out of the way. Otaki comes back firing with chops across the chest of Criss, backing him up to the ropes. Otaki hits a big boot to the face of Cassidy and snapmares him over to the ground following it. Otaki springboards off of the ropes and lands a huge leg drop down across the neck of her opponent. Otaki stands up and cups her hands and draws them to her sides. The fans cheer as she screams out “Ka-Me-Ha-Me-”. Criss stands up, Otaki goes to throw the double palm strike, but Cassidy ducks out of the ring to safety to avoid the maneuver altogether.
Dick Shelby: Great ring presence on display there by Criss Cassidy. The fans may not like it but it was smart maneuvering.
Otaki sees Cassidy catching a breather on the outside of the ring. She runs and dives with a suicide dive that connects on the Second Coming. Jacob Waters begins to count both wrestlers out but they continue to fight at ringside. Otaki pulls Cassidy up and slams his face against the ring mat. Cassidy bounces off and staggers towards the ring steps. Otaki grabs Cassidy looking for the reverse STO, possibly into the ringsteps, but Cassidy spins at the last second and sends Otaki bouncing face first off of the ring post instead. Otaki appears stunned, Cassidy whips her into the barricade and then connects with a big boot that sends her toppling over it and into the first row of the crowd. Waters is up to a count of eight. Cassidy rolls back into the ring and right back out of it to break up the count. He grabs Otaki from over the barricade but she drops him down throat first on it instead.
Franklin Wright: The Second Coming just made his first mistake of the match there. He seemingly could have let Otaki get counted out there for a fall and chose not to.
Dick Shelby: That’s not how Criss Cassidy wants to win this match, Frankie. He wants to make a statement. Don’t you pay any attention to what’s going on?
Franklin Wright: I do. Don’t say that I don’t, Dick.
Dick Shelby: Well, quit acting like it then.
Otaki sees Criss down and she springboards up onto the barricade for a high risk maneuver. She leaps into the air but Criss catches her with the Holy Grail corkscrew kick on the way down. Everyone inside the arena is stunned as Cassidy grabs the purple haired dynamo and rolls her back into the ring. Cassidy climbs to the top rope and he leaps off with the Christening! Shooting Star Press connects! No! Otaki gets her knees up instead! She grabs Criss by the head and legs and rolls him into a small package!
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2…
3…
No! Cassidy kicks out again at 2 and 7/8ths!
Franklin Wright: Unbelievable exchange.
Dick Shelby: They’re wrestling like the match is gonna end on the first fall.
Otaki pulls herself up and waits for Criss to get back to his feet. She wipes the sweat from her brow. Cassidy back up, Otaki stalks from behind. She grabs him from the back and pulls him into the Grand Finale backstabber- no! Cassidy grabs the top rope and Otaki falls to the canvas back first. Otaki rolls herself back up to her feet but Cassidy’s running front uppercut sends her flying back into the turnbuckle pads. Cassidy backs up and charges the corner and looks to hit the Heaven’s Gate stinger splash but Otaki moves out of the way at the very last second. Otaki with a reverse sto sends Cassidy face first into the middle turnbuckle. Otaki backs up now and charges from the other side of the ring looking for a running butt bump but Cassidy moves out of the way at the last second. Cassidy rolls Otaki up with a small package of his own…
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2…
Otaki kicks out!
Both competitors are quick back to their feet. Otaki Matrix evades a Spinning Heel kick but Cassidy spins himself again and delivers another Holy Grail! He covers hooking both legs…
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2…
3!
Deneen McQueen: The winner of the first fall, by pinfall: CRISS CASSIDY!!!
Franklin Wright: My goodness! What an impressive display by Criss Cassidy there, and finally someone has picked up the first fall.
Dick Shelby: Impressive by both of these competitors, yes… but now if you’re the Second Coming you have got to push aside every thought that you might have of taking it easy. You’ve got to go at Otaki with everything you’ve got.
Franklin Wright: Otaki is down, but she’s not out of it by a long shot. She does have some ground to make up and absolutely no room for error. She’s got to think about what changes she needs to make to her strategy. But if anyone can do it, it’s Otaki. No one is more versatile in the ring as she.
Jacob Waters waits until both competitors are ready to begin again before he steps aside to allow the second fall to begin. Cassidy moves in right away with a flurry of punches and kicks to Otaki backing her into the corner. He pulls Otaki out and delivers a gordbuster right in the center of the ring and hooks both legs for the cover…
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2…
Otaki kicks out after two and a half.
Dick Shelby: Stay on her Criss. Stay on her!
Franklin Wright: Who are you rooting for, anyway? You’re supposed to be impartial!
Dick Shelby: I kinda like the outsider here. You know, the fans are booing cause he’s a PRIME guy going up against Miss FSW… so I guess I’m pulling for Criss to be honest.
Franklin Wright: You always like the bad guys. It’s like a theme with you.
Dick Shelby: I like the bad girls even more though Frankie.
Franklin Wright: TMI Dick… TMI...
The crowd here in the Pit is pulling for Otaki to get back to her feet but Cassidy pulls her back up and drills her with another gordbuster in the center of the ring. Cassidy calls for the end and moves over to the ropes where he climbs them yet again. This time, Otaki pulls herself back up to her feet and falls on the top rope, causing Criss to fall crotch first on the top turnbuckle. Otaki hits a Shoryuken to the seated Criss and then climbs the ropes looking to hook Criss for a superplex. Otaki hooks Criss’s arms and pulls him up to a standing base and Cassidy blocks the attempt. Otaki delivers ten elbow smashes to the midsection of Cassidy in succession and then follows up with the huge superplex she was looking for! Both competitors down but Otaki kips up! The crowd comes to life as Otaki starts pumping her fists and then charges up as if she’s powering up!
Franklin Wright: Otaki is feeling it now! She’s back in the drivers seat! The New Mexico crowd here is feeling jacked!
Otaki stands waiting for Criss to get back to his feet. “KA-ME-HA-ME-” Criss pulls himself up with the middle rope. He staggers back toward the center of the ring.. “HA!!!!” Otaki drills him in the chest with the Kamehameha! She drops down and hooks the outside leg for the cover!
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3!
Deneen McQueen: The winner of the second fall, by pinfall: OTAKI!!!
Franklin Wright: We’re all tied up now!
Dick Shelby: Oh boy this match is living up to its instant classic billing. Now we’ve got the rubber match down to the final fall between these two fierce competitors and no matter what happens from here on out, we know that the better superstar will finally edge out and claim superiority.
Franklin Wright: Yeah and that’s huge considering that we’re on the Road to Stranglemania. It’s no secret that Otaki wants to become the first-ever two-time FSW Champion and absolutely no secret at all that The Second Coming would like his first shot at FSW Gold.
Dick Shelby: It’s all going to come down to who wants it more now. One of these two will break the tie between them and settle this score once and for all.
Once more Jacob Waters waits for both competitors to make their way back to their feet before allowing the match to continue for its final fall. Criss is showing a lot of pain in his face as he stands up and Otaki seems to be worn out and gasping for breath after her expenditures as well. Waters steps out of the way and the two come up fighting just as they had in the very open of the match, exchanging rights and lefts. The crowd cheers as Otaki seems to get the upper hand and looks for another quick Kamehameha but Criss Cassidy spinning heel kicks her hands away.
Franklin Wright: This is intense, I think these two may blow the roof off of this place!
Dick Shelby: Have you ever seen the FSW crowd so raucous? Me either!
Criss looks for the Holy Grail kick but Otaki matrix evades it and comes up with the Grand Finale! No! Criss turns and catches Otaki and drills her with a spinebuster! He jackknifes her for the cover!
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3! NO! Otaki kicks out right before Waters’ hand hits the canvas.
Otaki pushes Criss off with her legs to break up the pin, but Criss keeps a hold of her legs. He steps through and locks in the Crucifixion sharpshooter in the center of the ring! Otaki screams out in pain as Criss has the hold set in deep! Referee Waters asks Otaki if she wants to submit… Otaki screams no! She claws her way towards the bottom rope… she reaches out… Criss drags her back into the center of the ring and tightens the hold!
Franklin Wright: Cassidy has the Crucifixion locked in deep! This has got to be all!
Dick Shelby: Just think about all of the punishment that these two competitors bodies have been through throughout this entire match! If Otaki’s pride won’t allow her to quit, the pain could be enough to make her pass out!
The crowd begs for Otaki not to tap, and she’s fighting it with everything she’s got. She raises her hand above the canvas and shakes it as if she’s going to tap… but holds off. She tries to claw her way towards the ropes again but Cassidy drags her back out to the center of the ring. The crowd is on their feet now as Otaki raises her hand once again… she slams it down to the mat… no… she grabs Cassidy by the ankle and tugs on his leg… Cassidy loses his balance and has to break the hold!
Dick Shelby: No way!
Franklin Wright: Somehow, some way… Otaki got herself free from the Crucifixion!
Dick Shelby: I can’t believe it!
Cassidy falls forward but is quick back to his feet. Otaki hides her face and stays prone on the mat. Cassidy staggers over and grabs Otaki by the head to pull her back up to her feet. When Otaki stands up she pushes her face forward as if she’s going to spit the Blood Mist! But- she doesn’t! Cassidy ducks out of the way but realizes that Otaki is just standing there with what looks like the red mist dripping from the corners of her mouth. Cassidy realizes that he has an opening and spins himself for the corkscrew Holy Grail kick- Otaki catches him from behind and drills him with the Grand Finale instead!
Franklin Wright: What… just happened there?
Dick Shelby: Did Otaki just… not do the blood mist?
Franklin Wright: Why didn’t she- oh watch out… Cassidy with the Holy Grail… no! Grand Finale! Grand Finale!!! This one is over!!!!
Otaki slides over Criss Cassidy’s body and hooks both legs for the cover. The crowd chants along…
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Cassidy kicks out at 2 and 7/8ths! No one can believe it! Not even Otaki!
Franklin Wright: What?!
Dick Shelby: Oh ho! You have got to be kidding me!
Otaki looks up at the ref and pleads with him with the blood mist still dripping from her mouth. But Waters is sure that Cassidy got his shoulder up. Otaki turns to see Criss just getting back to his feet. Otaki stalks him from behind and thinks about another Grand Finale but instead latches onto his back and locks in the Deanimation! Rear Naked Choke applied, all Otaki has to do is drag Criss down to the mat. Criss staggers around the ring with Otaki on his back but he is quickly fading. With a last ditch escape attempt, Criss turns towards the nearby turnbuckles and falls backwards into them, smashing Otaki backwards into the turnbuckles. But no, Senior Referee Waters was caught between them, and instead the full weight of Cassidy and Otaki smash Waters against the turnbuckles instead. The referee is down.
Dick Shelby: Oh god. Waters is down! Now what are we going to do?
Franklin Wright: Hopefully we can get another ref out here right away. And the medical staff, Jacob Waters appears to be hurt!
Both Cassidy and Otaki turn to see that the ref is down and he doesn’t look to be getting back up anytime soon. Cassidy tries to grab Otaki by the shoulder but Otaki throws a back elbow into Cassidy’s face, sending him staggering towards the center of the ring. Cassidy charges at her once more but Otaki turns and drills him in the face with a reverse elbow once more. Otaki looks to be calling for the Kamehameha once more when there’s a commotion going on from the crowd. Otaki doesn’t even notice as someone appears to run out from the back, but instead of sliding into the ring to take Jacob Waters place, this woman climbs to the top rope.
Franklin Wright: Oh my god, is that, what is she doing here!? That’s Maggie Lockheart!
Dick Shelby: Maggie Lockheart is here? Where?
Franklin Wright: On the top rope!
Otaki cups her hands and places them to her sides as Criss staggers in front of her. “Ka-Me-Ha-” The crowd is trying to warn Otaki but she’s too caught up in the moment to notice.. “ME-” Otaki pulls her arms back looking for the Kamehameha of her life, but then she is drilled in the back of the head by the Bad Star! That hesitation missile dropkick hits Otaki in the back of the head without warning and snaps her head forward violently causing her to drop to the canvas like rocks. The crowd boos loudly as Magdalena pulls herself back up to her feet and screams down at Otaki that it was “payback for the mist”.
Dick Shelby: Oh my god! I heard about that! That is Magdalena’s new finisher… she calls it the Bad Star! She just damn near took Otaki’s head off!
Franklin Wright: What a coward!!! Otaki never saw that coming and once again Magdalena Lockheart ruins another otherwise perfect main event because of her arrogance!
Dick Shelby: Now who’s not being impartial, hmm?
Criss Cassidy shakes off the cobwebs and he realizes what’s going on. He immediately goes to check on Otaki. But before he can make any ground, Lexie Glass slides in from the far side of the ring and drills the Second Coming with the Glass Cutter! Kristian Bane and Stephen Kingston appear from opposite sides of the crowd and they slide into the ring as well. All four members of the Future in the ring now and they all take turns stomping on Cassidy and Otaki.
DING DING DING DING DING
Franklin Wright: This is not right. This is not right at all!
Dick Shelby: This is the Future we’re talking about, Franklin. The rulebook has been thrown completely out of the window!
Franklin Wright: Somebody get out here to stop this mess. We need security, pronto!
Magdalena is barking out orders for Kingston and Bane to pull Otaki and Cassidy up so that she can curb stomp them back down to the mat. Bane pulls Otaki’s head up off of the mat when suddenly there’s another commotion that is coming from the top of the stage. Xavier Reid, James Larson, and Sebastian Conner come running down the ramp and towards the ring all with steel folding chairs in hand! When the Future sees this, they split… each of them exiting the ring long before the calvary can come and exact their revenge.
Franklin Wright: It’s REID! LARSON! CONNER! They’ve got steel folding chairs in hand!!!
Dick Shelby: Aww. This was just getting fun.
Franklin Wright: The Albuquerque crowd is on their feet!
The three men stand guard at the ring as the Future backs their way up through the crowd. Cassidy and Otaki are back to their feet now and now all five of them stand tall.
Franklin Wright: The Future is running like a bunch of scared dogs while FSW stands tall!
Dick Shelby: It’s about time that the locker room got together for once. It’s just too bad that we’ll never get to know who the better superstar is between Otaki and Criss Cassidy after all.
Franklin Wright: This may be much bigger than even momentum or bragging rights. This is the battle for the future of our industry and those five men and women standing together inside that ring say it all!
QUICK RECAP
MATCH 1 - McNair d. Black
MATCH 2 - Larson d. Glass
MATCH 3 - Angel d. Acquin
MATCH 4 - Conner d. Reid
MATCH 5 - No Match
MAIN EVENT - No Contest
MVP: Sebastian Conner
WRITERS : JT, MR, Reid, Maggie, Otaki, Criss, Nos, Larson, Gully, Chambers, Kyle, Jay Thunder
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