PRIME #79 - FLORIDA - 04.11.21

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WARNING: This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and maybe unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly, EWC and its producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #80
APRIL 11 2021



LIVE! from American Legion Post 5 in Tampa, Florida

EWC PRIME
Commentators: Micah Everett and Sandra Amsler
Announcer: Damon Reid
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Backstage Interviewer: Jenna Salvatore

While 'Could've Been Me' by The Struts blares over the loudspeakers at every locations, golden fireworks light up the sky in a display that shines brightly regardless of it is day or night. Brilliant blue spotlights swirl over the cheering crowds, whipping them up into a near-frenzy of excitement at the show to come.

Cameras flash all around the arena as the X-Tron cycles through Prime's roster. Jordan Freaking Sharpe, Dio, Narumi Tsutsumi, Nevaeh, Faith Rivers, The Texas Angels, S.I.N, Headhuntress Aiya, Emma Louise, Young Lions, Scorpio and Megumi, are all featured.

After one final pan over the crowd...

The camera centers on ringside at the American Legion Post 5, where Micah Everett and Sandra Amsler sit. As soon as they notice the camera, both commentators smile.

Micah Everett: Good evening and welcome to Prime! 

Sandra Amsler: Fresh out of Stanglemania we leave the G1 in the rear view as we have Scorpio versus Faith Rivers along Young Lions versus Texas Angels tonight

Everett: We then go from sinners to saints as SIN, Silas Isaac Naberius battles Megumi and the heavenly Nevaeh faces off with new Indy Champion, Dio 

Amsler: And in our main event Headhuntress Aiya fresh after the Four Way Match on our last show tries to claim the Showtime Broadcast Championship from the new holder Narumi Tsutsumi. It's a jam packed Prime and it starts.... right now! 

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”I am your Crux”

“Change (in the house of flies)” by the Deftones begins as the lights flicker down. A spotlight hits the top of the stage, and Dio stands with the Indy championship slung over his shoulder and a satisfied smile on his face. The fans inside the American Legion hall are few, but loud as he walks down the ramp, surveying the fans before he climbs up the stairs and steps through the ropes. Damon Reid hands Dio a microphone from ringside, as the Indy champion pauses before speaking, taking in the chanting crowd.

DI-O DI-O DI-O

Dio: After failing to represent Prime the way it deserves at World Wide, Parabellum, and Wrestlefest? To be able to succeed in front of you all at Stranglemania… thank you.

He nods his head to the crowd, who eats up the acknowledgement before he shifts the title on his shoulder and brings the microphone back up.

Dio: As much as I’d like to stand out here though, and talk about the journey that I took to get here, let’s address the two big elephants in the room right now. The first one being, the disappearance of our former Indy Champion Jordan Sharpe.

Pausing for effect, Dio holds his hand up in defense before he continues.

Dio: The rumors are rampant, and I won’t participate in stoking those flames. The truth of the matter is, wherever Jordan Sharpe is, I know that he’s not going to let me walk away from Stranglemania with this championship over my shoulder without coming back for what’s owed to him. I’m no stranger to taking a sabbatical when things start falling apart, and I understand the need to find what it is that you’re willing to fight for. Remember what I said before our match to open up Prime this season? I know you’re already missing the Indy championship… and you bleed blue and you bleed this brand. So Jordan? Wherever you’re listening from right now? I’m ready whenever you are.

Dio: But until Jordan is ready to face his demons… I know there are so many more of you all waiting in the back as we start full steam ahead to go back to Glasgow to the SECC Hydro to show the rest of the EWC and the entire world just who we are on Prime and what we do. If you think what you all saw last year with me and Nevaeh was any indication? Wait until you see what happens tonight… and I promise you all, I’m going to bring the war to World Wide. If I were the rest of you? Count your days, because the next opportunity for someone back there is going to be against me in that arena. Someone is going to stand across from me on May 23rd, and when I find out who it’s going to be? You’re going to become the next person to be able to call themselves Enlightened.

’Change (in the house of flies)’ begins to play again as Dio tosses the microphone aside, raising the Indy championship up high to a sea of cell phone flashes before he retreats to backstage as we prepare for the opening tag team match tonight.

MATCH #1
»TAG TEAM «
Young Lions
Vs Texas Angels

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Everett: Should be a good match this. One team making their Prime debut

Amsler: It's the Young Lions versus Texas Angels. And yes, Texas Angels are making their Prime debut. May actually be the Prime debut of the Young Lions too, I need to look that up.

Everett: Ah who cares?

Amsler: Clearly not you, that's for sure.

Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is a tag team contest. Joining us first, from South Los Angeles weighing in at a combined weight of 305 lbs 'The Love Child' Jamie Love and Lorenzo together they are THE YOUNG LIONS!!!!

'For the Glory' by All Good Things plays and Jamie and Lorenzo step out onto the stage smiling and talking shit to each other as Maria stand in between them rolling her eyes. After a few seconds she shoves them both down the ramp as they continue to talk shit as they get into the ring and wait for their opponents while Maria stands at ringside

Reid: And the opponents, at a combined weight of 386 pounds Alexander Samson & Orion Wentworth ... THE TEXAS ANGELS!

"Folsom Prison Blues" by Home Free blares over the sound system as Alexander Samson and Orion Wentworth makes their way out onto the stage. They lift their arms into the air before marching down the ramp. They slide into the ring and pose on the turnbuckles while singing along with the song.

DING DING DING

Samson and Lorenzo start. Lorenzo attempts an early Superkick that Samson catches. Lorenzo hops on one leg for a moment before Wentworth comes flying in hitting a High Cross Body and rolling back outside the ring. Lorenzo gets to his feet watching Wentworth head back to her own corner. Samson takes advantage of this by going for an O'Connor Roll but Lorenzo grabs the ropes and only Samson goes rolling backwards. Samson gets to his feet in time to eat a standing Dropkick from Lorenzo. Lorenzo presses Samson against the ropes before Irish Whipping him. However, mid ring Samson reverses it sending Lorenzo off the ropes allowing Jamie to make a blind tag. Lorenzo ducks a Clothesline attempt from Samson before pushing him in to the path of a Slingshot Shoulder tackle from Jamie. He lifts Samson to his feet and shoves him into the corner. Jamie runs at Samson looking for an Avalanche but Samson catches Jamie and carries him to his own corner where he dumps Jamie into the corner and tags Wentworth. Samson lifts Jamie again, spins him round 180 degrees and hits an Inverted Atomic Drop. As pain rushes through Jamie, Wentworth hits him with a Running Clothesline. Wentworth lifts Jamie and attempts a Superkick. Jamie catches her foot and throws it away spinning Wentworth around. She turns this into a Spinning Heel Kick knocking Jamie down.

Everett: Smart counter from Onion there.

Amsler: For the forty second time, it's Orion! However, I do take your point. It was a good counter.

Wentworth lifts lifts Jamie to his feet and hits two Forearms that send hi staggering back into the corner. Wentworth runs at Jamie but he catches her mid air. Jamie looks to drop her neck first on the ropes but she wraps an arm around Jamie's neck locking in a guillotine choke. Jamie fights to get out of it to no avail. Slowly he lowers Wentworth to the mat allowing her to lead Jaimie to her corner where she tags Samson. Wentworth whips Jamie off the ropes and Samson catches him getting Jamie in position for Wentworth to drop down hitting a Blue Wings. Wentworth rolls out of the ring as Samson makes the cover.

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Samson argues with the referee and turns into a Superkick from Lorenzo. Samson is dazed but doesn't go down. Jamie leads Samson to his corner where he tags in Lorenzo. The Young Lions heave Samson to the top turnbuckle before they hit a Double Superplex. Lorenzo makes the cover.

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Everett: Everyone is down and everyone almost won this.

Amsler: almost being the key word there. We may be here all night if this opener keeps going the way it's started

The referee is caught in an argument between Wentworth and Lorenzo. Samson charges at Lorenzo but he moves at the last second and Samson has to put on the breaks to stop himself from careening into Wentworth. This does place him in a perfect position for Jamie who leaps off the middle turnbuckle hitting Samson with a Tornado DDT that he transitions min air into an Implant DDT. Samson is down as Lorenzo comes crashing down with a Spanish Star. Jamie grabs Wentworth around the waist as Lorenzo makes the cover on Samson

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DING DING DING

Reid: And your winnesr, via pinfall THE YOUNG LIONS!

Wentworth breakes free and slaps Jamie hard on the face. He clutches his jaw as he rolls out of the ring to celebrate with Lorenzo and Maria who dabs at Jamie's jaw with a tissue.

Everett: Through a combination of misdirection and luck, The Young Lions have won here.

Amsler: The Texas Angels gave a good showing tonight but on this night it was The Young Lions who were in the right position to take the win.

Everett:Onion looks sad. Would you mind if I left to console her?

Amsler: I'd mind more if you came back and stop calling her Onion. However, you fans at home, I hope you come back as we have Sin versus Megumi up next

Camera cuts to ...





For the second Prime in a row, the audience is greeted with the sharp screeches of a man formerly associated with a legendary band.

Amsler: Oh god, not this shit again!

But whilst the audience silently waits on someone to arrive onto the stage, all that happens is the music continuing to loop for an uncomfortably long time. Before the arena turns dark, and spotlights aim at the stage. Whilst announcer Damon Reid awkwardly reads a piece of paper that was handed to him.

Reid: Ladies and Gentlemen, at this time please welcome to Prime the self-proclaimed greatest manager to have ever graced the wrestling business. The Man, the Myth, the Legend, the person who has a more illustrious romantic track record than Taylor Swift, please put your hands together for Chad Richman!

Just like that fateful previous Prime, out walks a cheaply suited man with a smarmy smile on his face, putting a hand through his hair one final time to make sure whatever hair he has left was perfectly combed over. He would play with the microphone between his fingers milking his grand-er entrance. And for what would've felt like an eternity for most people, Richman raised his hand blessing the world and make the dying wailing of Paul Stanley die down.

Richman: If it isn't my absolutely favourite place in the world, Florida!

Always without expecting to, the crowd explodes in a big cheer for the mention of their beloved home state. But the smile on Richman's face does a poor job at hiding the inevitable follow up.

Richman: Too bad this dumpster called Tampa has to be a part of it.

Just as quickly, cheers immediately shift into loud and unrelenting boos as they make their best attempt at using the change in air pressure to blast away Richman, which expectedly doesn't work.

Amsler: I'm sure some might disagree, but I have to agree with old Chad Wealthylad there.

Seeing the boos wouldn't die down for a good while longer, he decides to take a stroll towards the ring itself, ever so leisurely, again milking every moment of attention before finally taking the steps, making someone near ring-side hold the ropes, and get into the ring itself.

Richman: So this is what winners get to see, huh? An arena filled with depressed people who aren't even good at being Floridian. It's a real sorry sight, and I feel bad for anyone that won or wins tonight.

Taking out a calling card, he'd point it at the camera for any interested eyes to see.

Amsler: I'm not sure you should do that, people in Tampa Bay have nothing better to do, and they'll flood your voicemail!

Richman: That's my number to any talent in the back that wants to win in cities that actually know what success is... Because come on, if there's one town that sucks, it has to be Tampa Bay! Nobody gives a crap about Hockey down south, Baseball's a joke, and your football team sucks!

For a second the boos stop again, if only because everyone in the arena's dumbfounded and has no idea what to think of the man in the ring anymore. But it wouldn't stop Chad Richman from having the smarmiest smile on his face, and living in the self-delusional state of being always right in what he has to say.

Everett: Uh... Should we tell him?

Amsler: No, I think he's a lost cause...

With the crowd still in their daze, Richman taps his microphone to check if it was on for that. But quickly decides to move onto the order of business.

Richman: But I digress, I did not come here to highlight your crappy existence because life in Tampa undoubtedly does that plenty already... No, i'm actually here to make your existence mean a little bit more, because after all, I'm Chad Richman, and I am the greatest manager in the world. And for the past, I don't know, four or so weeks, people have been badgering me constantly about who the man, woman, or non-binary individual is going to be that will be getting the official Chad Richman seal of approval, and be given the gift of my brilliant business acumen to send their careers into the proverbial and literal wrestling pantheon.

Everett: Pretty sure nobody cares, but sure...

Richman: When my work is done, names like Ashton Drake and Steve Bennett are going to be an afterthought, hell, I think they'll have to build a whole new Hall of Fame just to fit my client into, because they'll make everyone that came before look like second rate wrestlers at best.

Hearing Richman slander two bonafide legends, the fans quickly let him know by starting a chant that combines a euphemism for excrement with the last part of his surname. Leaving Richman to smile and raise his hand.

Richman: I'm sure it took you Tampa Bay yokels the past four weeks just to figure 'Shitman' out, must be a world record for wittiness.

Again boos, but at this point the crowd's tired of seeing the man string them along, and as a result they instead become more restless as a result

Richman: Okay, I have wasted all of your time enough already. Hell, I've wasted my own time mostly by having to be here, but that's just how much of a philantropist I am... And to gift you another thing, I will tonight officially announce my client, for all you losers in the crowd, and all the people watching at home...

A cautious cheer is heard, despite their dislike of Richman the crowd excited to potentially see a new talent walk through the curtains. And with a big gesture, he raises his hands towards the stage to wave them out.

Everett: Is it finally going to happen, I wonder who it is!

But as Richman stands there, nothing happens, again for an eternity the crowd and the rest of the world is left with bated breath wondering who is going to come out. But nothing happens, before Richman decides to raise the microphone again.

Richman: My apologies, I think they might be shy. There's nothing wrong with some jitters before such a big moment, but how about the Tampa faithful start clapping in advance to motivate them to come forth!

With Richman starting the slow clap, the crowd eventually joins in as they become more intrigued at the potential debut or entrance of Chad Richman's client. And as the clap gains in pace, Richman makes an even grander gesture towards the stage.

Richman: Please welcome the latest and greatest member of Team Richman!



Amsler: Ah, son of a bitch!

Everett: That absolute asshole!

Finally the crowd seemed to have snapped mentally at the slight of getting rick-rolled by Chad Richman, and the restless boos shake the arena on its foundations as Richman just looks way too pleased with his handiwork. And without even waiting for the boos to stop, he moves himself out of the ring and starts talking through the boos.

Richman: You should've paid attention when I was talking, because I clearly said that no winner has to deal with this depressed sorry sack of crap that even Florida itself doesn't want. So all I have to say, all this anger you're feeling is completely on you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I really have to make my leave now. I'll see everybody in two weeks, maybe then I'll be in a city made for future legends.

Dipping out behind the curtains, the boos refused to die down even with the departure of the man they hated so much. In fact, it would seem that their boos would only swell for a short time before the crowd finally raged themselves into exhaustion.

Amsler: Hey Micah, I really hate Chad Richman.

Everett: Yeah, you and all of us, buddy.

With the near riot averted by some backstage technicians coming out and throwing spirals of EWC merch into the crowd, Prime goes to a commercial break.

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MATCH #2
»SINGLES«
S.I.N
Vs Megumi

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Everett: This should be a good one.

Amsler: We have Megumi versus Sin. Megumi made her debut on the last Prime in a four way which didn't go her way. She'll be looking to turn things around here.

Everett: Sin on the other hand has been undefeated this season and will be looking for another victory tonight to show the GMs he deserves a shot at the championships here on Prime. Feels odd not talking about the G1.

Amsler: A little, but I'm sure it'll come up.

Reid: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us first, residing in Tokyo, Japan , weighing in at 130 pounds ... MEGUMI!

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The music hits and out walks Megumi. She stands the top of the walkway and throws her arms out. Blue and white streamers pour down on her. Megumi shakes free before making her way down the ramp with a smile on her face.

Reid: And the opponent, from Whitechappel, London, England, weighing in at 167 pounds ... SILAS ISAAC NABERIUS!

The lights suddenly go out, plunging the arena into darkness. 'Sympathy for the Devil' by The Rolling Stones begins to play and, after a short wait, a spotlight reveals Silas Isaac Naberius with his Pet following close behind. He tilts his hat and twirls his cane as he makes his way down to the ring. He climbs the ring steps, places his hat on the post and cane on the turnbuckle, and enters the ring. He scans the crowd and settles into his corner.

DING DING DING

S.I.N lifts his hands looking for a Collar and Elbow tie up. Megumi agrees. As they come together, S.I.N knees Megumi in the gut doubling her over before raining down on her with clubbing forearms to the back and shoulders. S.I.N throws Megumi off the ropes catching her with a backhanded Chop to the chest that echoes around the arena. S.I.N then grabs Megumi and dumps her into the corner where he uses his foot to choke her. The referee counts to four before S.I.N turns to argue breaking the hold. S.I.N keeps control after a hard punch to the gut that doubles over an already gasping for air Megumi. S.I.N lifts Megumi up for a Suplex but she slips out and pushes S.I.N into the corner. Megumi blasts S.I.N with a series of Roundhouse Kicks to his ribs. S.I.N drops to his knees as he clutches his ribs. Megumi runs off the ropes before hitting a Legdrop to the back of S.I.N's neck. S.I.N sits up as Megumi runs off the ropes again this time cracking S.I.N with a Bicycle Knee. Megumi climbs to the top rope and waits for S.I.N to get to his feet. Megumi dives at S.I.N with a Moonsault but at the last second, S.I.N dives out of the way and Megumi hits nothing but canvas.

Everett: No water in the pool there. Megumi crashed and burned like a good Indycar driver.

Amsler: There is so much to unpack with that statement alone. But yes, she did crash to the mat. However, the question now is: Who can regain control and who can keep it.

Everett: That's two questions there. Two.

S.I.N grabs Megumi and lifts her for a Powerbomb but she counters it with a Hurricanrana. S.I.N quickly rolls back to his feet as Megumi lashes out with a Brazillian Kick. S.I.N sees it coming and ducks it at the last second. As Megumi spins around, S.I.N hts her with a Knife For Your Back. He makes the cover.

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Megumi just gets a shoulder up. S.I.N punches the canvas in fury. S.I.N drags Megumi to her feet and whips her off the ropes. He extends his arm for a Clothesline but Megumi counters by grabbing the extended arm and using it to wrap herself around S.I.N hitting a Crucifix Bomb that almost drops S.I.N on the top of his skull. She makes the cover.

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Everett: Almost broke the undefeated streak but at the same time, didn't.

Amsler: You do know this match isn't over, right? If anything, Megumi has the advantage right now.

S.I.N slowly gets to his feet as Megumi runs at him hitting a Slingblade. S.I.N again slowly rises as Megumi climbs the turnbuckles. She dives in a forward roll off the turnbuckles landing on S.I.N's shoulders looking for a Hurricanrana. S.I.N counters by lifting her off his shoulders and tossing her over his head back to the canvas. S.I.N turns as Megumi attempts a Roundhouse kick S.I.N ducks it hitting Megumi with a Silas' Ladder. He hooks the leg.

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DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall SILAS ISAAC NABERIUS!

S.I.N throws Megumi's leg away from him like it was nothing. He gets to his feet and looks down at Megumi with a look of disgust. His face doesn't change as he glances at the crowd from the corner of his eye. S.I.N exits the ring holding a single arm in the air as he heads up the isle.

Everett: I told you he'd win. Our next and future Champion.

Amsler: It's the same waffle as last year. Only difference is your girl crush isn't on Dominic Sanders. Are you stuck on repeat?

Everett: Aw shut up! I just call it like I see it and I see the next challenger heading up the isle

Amsler: Megumi came close. Even you thought she was going to take the win for a moment there. My hat is off and my heart goes out to her. Don't go far at home as we have the Louboutin Lunatic himself, Scorpio as he takes on Faith Rivers up next.

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Backstage we go where Jenna Salvatore is stood in the interview area alone. She seems to be in the middle of preparing for her next guest, reading notes and talking to a member of the production team, when a clattering of steel pipes breaks her focus.

Silas Isaac Naberius walks into view, panting and sweating, with Pet in tow. He carries with him his ebony and silver cane which he points towards Salvatore.

S.I.N.: YOU! OUT OF HERE! NOW!

The crew member leaves in a flash while Salvatore freezes, her eyes fixed on the weapon. Naberius turns away and hits a metal equipment box with the cane. The sound seems to wake her up at last as she rushes out of harm's way. Naberius turns his attention to the camera.

S.I.N.: You really thought you could slow me down, didn't you Evans? You thought, right after going through hell at StrangleMania, that you could send a young warrior to put me down.

He laughs, raising the cane and resting it on his shoulder.

S.I.N.: As it turns out... Silas Isaac Naberius is tougher than you, Dio, and everybody else in this company thinks. You've all tried to hold me down. To belittle and demean me.

He steps away, scowling.

S.I.N.: But I overcome. S.I.N. always prevails. And next week?

He points the cane at the camera.

S.I.N.: You WILL announce my rematch with Dio at World Wide. And it WILL be for the Indy Championship.

He drops the cane, steps close to the lens.

S.I.N.: Or you will suffer for your conspiring ways.

He turns, nods to Pet, and leaves. She steps forward, stares into the camera for a moment, and finally follows.

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MATCH #3
»SINGLES«
Faith Rivers
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Everett: This should be a great match. The next Indy Champion, MY Prime Minister: Scorpio going one on one with Faith Rivers. Faith lost the Prime Television Championship on our last Prime and then suffered a huge loss at Stranglemania. She'll be looking at Scorpio as a big head to hang over her mantle and regain some momentum.

Amsler: Not bad. I thought Sin was the next Indy Champion in your eyes?

Everett: Meh. Either or, I'm good. Or better yet, one beats the other to win the championship.

Amsler: What an odd duck you really are.

As "Legendary" by Skillet begins to play, the opening lyrics can be heard throughout the arena.

Legendary
Oh!
Legendary

Oh!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh

By now, Faith Rivers has made her way out from the back and is pumping up the crowd to her song as she makes her way down the aisle.

Announcer: Reid: The following match is set for one fall. Making her way to the ring from Miami, Florida... give it up for ... FAAAITH RIIIVERSSS!

After sliding in under the bottom rope, Faith gets to her feet and continues to work the crowd as she walks to the center of the ring where she holds each of her arms out to the side and spins in a circle. As she does this, pyros go off in each corner. From there, Faith retreats to her side of the ring and waits for the match to begin.

'Rule Britannia' hits the speakers as red, white, and blue lighting flashes around the arena. The crowd begin to boo loudly as the imagine of a waving Union Jack is displayed on the X-Tron. Superimposed on this is the message "Please be upstanding for your Prime Minister". After a little while the orchestral music fades down...

Reid: And the opponent, Please welcome, from London, England, weighing in at 205 lbs... 'The People's Camp', 'The Baddest Bitch On The Planet', 'The Prime Minister'... 'THE S-FACTOR' SCORPIO!

'Iconic' - Madonna feat. Chance The Rapper hits the speakers as the house lights go down, switching to a spotlight focused on the curtain. It parts, revealing 'The S-Factor' Scorpio stood behind, a hand on his hip cutting a beautiful silhouette. He sashays forward, a long coat dripping in jewels swaying with every step. Behind him steps Crème de la Crème, Scorpio's drag queen confidant and manager. The two look to one another and nod, before Scorpio opens his coat and drops it to the floor, revealing another stunning outfit. He steps down the ramp with a confident strut, emulating that of the catwalk models of Paris and Milan, before reaching the ring. Scorpio climbs up one set of steps as Crème climbs the other, parting the ropes to allow 'The S-Factor'' in. Stepping into the middle of the ring Scorpio raises one arm, and blows a kiss with the other, a smile forming on his beautifully made-up face.

DING DING DING

Scorpio runs at Faith but she catches him with a Drop Toe Hold sending him face first into the canvas. Faith spins around over Scorpios's back and ruffles his hair. Scorpio yells at Faith and the referee as he gets back to his feet. Scorpio and Faith slowly cirle each other before Scorpio lashes out with a Right Hand. Faith ducks it and pushes Scorpio off the ropes catching him with a hard Back Elbow to the breast bone upon his return. Faith shoves Scorpio into a corner and Irish Whips him into the opposite one. Faith charges with a Clothesline but eats a raised heel from Scorpio. As Faith holds her jaw, Scorpio lifts himself to the middle turnbuckle and dives at Faith hitting a Hurricanrana. Scorpio grabs Faith and whips her off the ropes before driving her face into his knee and quickly following it with a Neckbreaker. As Scorpio mocks her, Faith kicks Scorpio's knee out from under him sending Scorpio face first into Faith's knee. Faith lifts Scorpio to his feet and tries for a DDT but Scorpio grabs Faith's leg blocking the move. Instead Faith hits Scorpio in the head with a forearm and runs off the ropes before hitting Scorpio with a Destroyer that brings Scorpio's back first across Faith's knees.

Everett: He's going to need a chiropractor when this is all said and done.

Amsler: Indeed he will. That looked painful.

Faith lifts Scorpio to his feet and hits him with two forearms to the temple before running off the ropes. Faith spins looking for a Halo but she is blasted by a Brexit Means Brexit from Scorpio. He makes a cover

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Faith just manages to get a shoulder up. Scorpio drags Faith to her feet by her hair. He raises a foot looking for a Heel Turn but Faith pushes him of and hits a Superkick that catches Scorpio on his cheekbone knocking him down. Faith drags herself to the top turnbuckle and throws herself at Scorpio with a Leap Of Faith. She crashes down on him and grabs a leg.

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Thr..... Kick Out!

Everett: For a second I thought that was it! Damn this match has me sweating and it's not just because Faith is hotter than a house fire

Amsler: Hotter than a... that's new. Both have came close but only one can win this match

Both drag themselves to their feet. Faith continues, dragging herself to the middle turnbuckle. She throws herself at Scorpio with a Cross Body but he catches her. He tries to Lawn Dart her into the corner but Faith catches Scorpio with rolling him with a modified Hurricanrana. Faith runs off the ropes at a dazed Scorpio but he manages to spin her around hitting a Spinebuster. The cover.

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Reid: And your winner, via pinfall FAITH RIVERS!

Faith gets to her feet and raises her arms in the air in victory. She looks out at the crowd celebrating her victory and bursts into tears.

Everett: An emotional victory there for Faith Rivers. If anyone needs me, I'm offering support to her.

Amsler: Sit your ass down! Scorpio gave it damn near everything here tonight but Faith was able to roll him up for long enough to get the win.

Everett: I still say Scorpio should have won that.

Amsler: While he deals with denial, don't you go far as we have big BIG things coming up. Our new Indy Champion, Dio, is coming in just a moment

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Backstage in Marshall Evans’ office, we see Neveah storming in with Heaven’s Helper already in hand.

Marshall Evans: Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something, Neveah?

Nevaeh: Like I really care!

Meanwhile, Sarahe Gemini is sitting in the chair across the desk from Marshall. Before anyone can react however, Nev is around the desk and shoving the boss’ chair back against the wall. She uses the handle of her sledgehammer on his throat to keep him there. She applies more pressure as she puts her face in his.

Nevaeh: You pulled me from the G1! You kept me OFF of Stranglemania! I swear, if I don’t get some answers RIGHT NOW...

As Marshall is doing his best to breathe and come up with an answer, back in her chair, Sarahe Gemini is heard clearing her throat loudly. This gets Nev’s attention as she whips around. The moment the sledgehammer is removed Marshall is heard gasping for breath. But he’s not important anymore, as the two women have their eyes locked on one another.

Nevaeh: I’m sorry, who are you? Oh, right. You’re that new bitch. The same one that was getting on my nerves on Fighter Talk, right?

Sarahe stood up, straightening her coat as she continued to hold Nev’s gaze.

Sarahe Gemini: Yes, I’m ‘that bitch’, and the next time you interrupt business of mine, it’s going to be a lot more than your nerves I’m getting on. Understand?

Nev rolls her eyes.

Sarahe Gemini: Do not cross me, wench.

Nevaeh: It’s a little late for that.

Sarahe Gemini: So it would seem. Now, if you’ll excuse me...you run along. I still have some business that YOU rudely interrupted. You’re dismissed.

Nev walks right up to Sarahe and pushes Heaven’s Helper against her midsection. The move wasn’t enough to hurt, but it forced Sarahe to take a step back.

Nevaeh: I’ll never be dismissed.

She then turns back to Evans.

Nevaeh: I’ll return for those answers another time.

Marshall is still trying to compose himself as Nev storms back out of the office, slamming the door shut as she goes.

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MATCH #4
»Non Title Match«
Nevaeh
Vs Dio

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Everett: I'm sure you're excited over this one Amsey

Amsler: Sure am. Should be a good match too. Dio is on a high after becoming the new Indy Champion at Stranglemania. However he will know that Nevaeh, the one that ended his undefeated streak last year, is opposite him and will be looking to prove herself having missed out on the G1.

Everett: Should be a good match too? Are you eyeing up someone on the roster? That is unprofessional!

Amsler: So that wasn't you that described Faith Rivers as, and I quote, 'hotter than a house fire' in the last match?

Everett: Wasn't me. Think you're imagining things in your old age Amsey

Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back to a chorus of boos. But judging by the smile on her face she doesn't seem to mind. As she makes her way down the aisle, Nevaeh does her best not to let anyone touch her along the way.

Reid: The following match is set for one fall and is a Non Title Match. Coming to the ring at this time from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is...NEEEEAVEAHHHHHH!

After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh strikes a pose and give her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Once inside, she mouths off to the fans and paces the ring a bit as she waits for the match to begin.

Reid: And the opponent, residing in Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 205 pounds the current Indy Champion, Your Crux... DIO!

The lights dim down, and a voice comes over the PA system.

”I am your Crux.”

The phrase kicks off the sounds of “Change (in the house of flies)” by the Deftones as Dio emerges from the curtain and stands atop the stage. He surveys the crowd, tugging at the collar of his leather jacket before heading down toward the ring.

DING DING DING

Both circle each other cautiously. Dio kicks out at the back of Nevaeh's knee to no avail. Dio dives at Nevaeh's legs for a takedown but she hops out of the way. Dio gets back to his feet and dives at Nevaeh for a Collar and Elbow. Neavaeh ducks out of hit and hits Dio with Right Hands before throwing him off the ropes. Mid ring Dio reverses it sending Nevaeh off the ropes. Dio ducks to low for a Back Drop allowing Nevaeh to dive over him for a Sunset Flip. Dio is too strong to be flipped over this early so he runs off the rope. Turns out he is able to be flipped this early as Nevaeh sends him flying with a Monkey Flip. Dio gets to his feet and is sent flying from a Hip Toss. Nevaeh attempts a second one but Dio blocks it and Hip Tosses Nevaeh. Dio tries to grab Nevaeh's left arm but she slips from his grasp and back to her feet. Nevaeh runs at Dio looking for a Spear. Dio lifts Nevaeh into the air for a Back Drop but she manages to adjust in mid air spiking Dio with a DDT.

Everett: What a counter! Nevaeh was thrown to the heavens and STILL hit a DDT!

Amsler: But Dio is the champion. You and I both know you don't be a champion if you fall at the first hurdle

Nevaeh lifts Dio to his feet but he pushes her off and drops her to the mat with a Standing Dropkick. As Nevaeh gets to her feet, Dio runs off the ropes and takes Nevaeh down with an STO. Dio lifts Nevaeh again and tries to hook her arms for what I assume is a Tranquility but Nevaeh Back Drops Dio. Nevaeh stands in the corner and runs at Dio hitting him in the face with a Cast Out Of Heaven. She hooks the leg

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Everett: Almost a three count there, I got to give him his due

Amsler: Wish he'd lie on me like that.

Dio pulls Nevaeh to her feet and applies an Arm Wringer before booting Nevaeh in the gut. Dio places his leg on the back of Nevaeh's neck looking for a Food For Thought. Before he can apply it, Nevaeh grabs Dio's other leg with her remaining arm and sends him crashing to the mat, she leaps over with a jacknife cover.

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Reid: And your winner, via pinfall DIO!

Dio gets to his feet as the referee hands him the Indy Championship. He holds the championship high in the air while pointing at the camera.

Everett: Got to give credit to Nevaeh, she gave it her all tonight. She may not have won here, but she was no loser.

Amsler: She gave as good as she got but when she came face to face with that Laertius Effect, not many get up after that.

Everett: That was cleaner than I thought it would be

Amsler: You thought I'd call her a lucky bitch or something? She may be, but who will be lucky in our main event as Headhuntress Aiya tries to take the Prime Television Championship from Nerumi Tsutsumi? It's our main event and it is next!

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We go backstage where Jenna Salvatore is standing in the PRIME Interview area with a very tired and distressed looking Saidie Sharpe.

Jenna: Saidie, thank you for coming to Prime tonight even though you’re not scheduled to wrestle. Everyone has been shocked about the sudden disappearance of your uncle Jordan Sharpe and we’re all wondering how you’ve been holding up and if you’ve received any update?

Saidie: I wish. EWC have been working on several leads with the Miami Police Department but they’ve all come up with nothing. It has been very hard. Carley and I are pretty lost without Jordan and not knowing where he is has been just tough. I don’t understand where he would go?

Jenna: Everyone at EWC is very sorry to hear that, Saidie.

Saidie: Thanks. I know everyone is working their hardest. I know they’re gonna find him. And we’re never going to stop looking. And I’m going to get back in the ring. I know he would want me to, I know he wouldn’t want me crying on the sidelines. That’s why I’m going to become the Showtime Broadcast Champion. Because I’m going to carry on what Jordan started here on Prime.

A laugh echos out behind Jenna and Saidie. They both turn, a look of horror on their faces.

??: What Jordan started? Let's back up to what Jordan stole shall we. Jordan Sharpe said he was my friend. He said he had my back... But where was he?! Where the fuck was he?! And where is he now you ask? He was never there. He's never BEEN here.

Saidie looks off camera, her eyes still wide with fear.

Saidie: Wh.. What? How...

A man shoves his way onto the camera, knocking Saidie down. He kicks her twice in the stomach and looks at the camera. It's a face we know, the eyes... They are dead... But the face is.. Kuroiki?!

KU: I went looking for your uncle. Looking for my revenge. HE SAID HE HAD MY BACK. HE CALLED ME A BROTHER. Cherry is dead. Where was he? Where was he?

KU kicks Saidie again.

KU: ... And now his pathetic niece is who I find. Jordan Sharpe probably killed himself so he didn't have to live knowing you're tainting his name. You're a worthless piece of filth. But, you'll do. Jordan wasn't there for me. And now he's nowhere for you. Eye for an eye Saidie. Your miserable existence will be over soon enough.

With that KU spits towards Saidie, and then exits off camera. Jenna and backstage crew begin to help her.

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»SINGLES MATCH«
SHOWTIME BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP

HEADHUNTER AIYA
Vs NARUMI TSUTSUMI

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Everett: Well, it's come to this.

Amsler: Interesting turn of phrase. It's our main event. On our last show, Headhuntress Aiya won a Four Way Match to get a chance at the Showtime Broadcast Championship.

Everett: That same night, Narumi Tsutsumi got a shock victory over Faith Rivers and she won two valuable G1 points plus the Showtime Broadcast Championship

Amsler: Tonight they clash one on one in what promises to be an absolute cracker

Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is for the Showtime Broadcast Championship. Joining us first, from Kyoto, Japan, weighing in at 137 pounds the challenger ... HEADHUNTRESS AIYA!

As “Killer” by JJ Lin plays over the PA system, a fog appears near the curtains. As it slowly fades away, we see the form of “Headhuntress” Aiya standing at the top of the ramp. She saunters down, entering the ring through the middle and top ropes. Aiya then leans against the ring, already looking as if she’s making a game plan in her head whilst waiting for her opponent to enter the ring.

Reid: And the opponent, making her way to the ring, weighing in at 115 pounds, from Shinjuku Japan the Showtime Broadcast Champion.......she is the Onihime……..NARUMI TSUTSUMI!!!!!!

Stage spotlights shine down in the dark as "The Baddest" by Raon Lee begins to play with the oni princess skipping onto the scene in a pink oni mask. Narumi waves at the fans as the spotlight follows her. As she makes her to the ring apron, she turns to the camera to take off her mask and blows a kiss as the lights turn back on in the arena. She enters the ring to skip around and wave at the crowd.

DING DING DING

Both women stand face to face in the middle of the ring. Aiya slaps Narumi in th face. This angers Narumi who tries to fire back but gets caught by a Headbutt from Aiya that hurts both women. Narumi goes for a Right Hand that Aiya blocks before pushing Narumi off the ropes. Narumi handsprings off the ropes hitting Aiya with a Back Elbow. Narumi climbs to the top turnbuckle. Before she can hit anything, Aiya gets to her feet, punches at Narumi's calf and Press Slams Narumi to the canvas. Aiya hits Narumi with a Roundhouse Kick to the ribs followed by lifting Narumi for a Bodyslam that she transitions into a Reverse DDT. Narumi struggles to her feet where Aiya drops her with a quick Backbreaker. Aiya then runs off the ropes and Dropkicks Narumi in the face. The cover

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Nerumi gets to her feet and runs at Aiya hitting a Superman Punch that dazes her allowing Nerumi to hit a snap German Suplex. Narumi climbs to the top turnbuckle and throws herself at Aiya with a Moonsault. She hits nothing but Aiya's raised boot.

Everett: Smart ring presence there. To have this good awareness at such an early point in her career is amazing.

Amsler: Both doing will here but who will be the one that does better?

Narumi is slow to her feet but the second she reaches them, she's knocked back down after a Spear from Aiya. She drags Narumi to the corner before climbing to the top and dropping on Nerumi with a Red Arrow.

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Narumi just gets a shoulder up. Frustrated, Aiya drags Narumi to her feet before lifting Narumi onto her shoulders and hitting a Go To Sleep. Narumi stands dazed as Aiya runs off the ropes and blasts Narumi with a Shoot On Sight. Another cover

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Aiya lifts Nerumi to her feet but Nerumi Chops Aiya in the chest and runs off the ropes hitting Aiya with a Rear View. Aiya rolls into the corner where Nerumi runs at her hitting a Bronco Buster. Narumi runs again this time grabbing the top turnbuckle to perform a handstand that Narumi transitions into a low Dropkick right in the face of Aiya. She drags Aiya out of the corner and makes a cover

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Aiya gets a shoulder up breaking the count. Narui lifts Aiya off the canvas and whips her off the ropes before hitting a Onigokko.

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Everett: My god! Can these women be beaten? Eveytime I think it's over, a shoulder goes up in the air!

Amsler: The fortitude of these women to keep kicking out and keep fighting is off the charts tonight.

Narumi lifts Aiya to her feet. Aiya slaps Narumi hard across the faces and uses it to lift Nerumi hitting a Beat In

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Reid: And your winner, via pinfall and the NEW Showtime Broadcast Champion, HEADUNTRESS AIYA!

Aiya aids Narumi to her feet and both embrace. Narumi holds up Aiya's arm in victory before rolling out of the ring. Aiya walks around the ring holding her championship in the air as the crowd cheers

Everett: What a match!

Amsler: I know we say it often, but both women gave it their all tonight but for the second Prime in a row, we have a new Television Champion!

Everett: Will we have a new one on the next show?

Amsler: There is only one way to find out. So from everyone here in Tampa, join us as we head to Spain next time on Prime!

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SEGMENT WRITERS

DIO
SIN
SARAHE GEMINI
SADIE SHARPE

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MATCHES WRITTEN BY PRIME

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RECAP OF WINNERS

TAG TEAM MATCH 
Young Lions Vs Texas Angels
WINNERS: Young Lions
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SINGLES MATCH 
S.I.N Vs Megumi
WINNER: S.I.N
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SINGLES MATCH 
Faith Rivers Vs Scorpio
WINNER: Faith Rivers 
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SINGLES MATCH 
Dio Vs Nevaeh
WINNER: Dio
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SINGLES MATCH / SHOWTIME BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP 
Headuntress Aiya Vs Narumi Tsutsumi
WINNER AND NEW CHAMPION: Headhuntress Aiya
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: S.I.N
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Headhuntress Aiya Vs Narumi Tsutsumi

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