PRIME #104 [CLASH AT THE COLISEUM] - LOS ANGELES
Feb 19, 2023 18:31:31 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #104
FEBRUARY 19TH 2023
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from the LA Memorial Coliseum in Los Angeles, California
PRIME
EPISODE #104
FEBRUARY 19TH 2023
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from the LA Memorial Coliseum in Los Angeles, California
EWC PRIME
General Manager: Jordan Freaking Sharpe
Commentators: Eric Mason & John Livingston
Announcer: Damon Reid
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Other Referees: Stefan Elliot & Jessika Smalls
Backstage Interviewer: "Respectable" Joe Danes
While 'No Sleep Tonight' by Shinedown blares over the loudspeakers at every location, a multi colored lightshow lights up the sky in a display that gets the fans screaming the EWC PRIME namesake. 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. Dalilah Ashe, "Headhuntress" Aiya, Saidie Sharpe, Yasin, Seiren, Alyson Cross, Amber Lisa Hall, Yoshiharu Kubo, Draco Lazarus, Ahiga Lopez, Shiori Saten, Sunny Skye, Lila Rue, Shooter Landell, Jack Severn, The Heat Packers, Aeon Khronos, NEVAEH, The Showtime Broadcast Champion Callie Clark and The Indy Champion Scorpio are all featured. Lastly, we see a smiling Jordan Sharpe put his feet up on his desk.
After one final pan over the crowd, we get some shots of a few of the signs being held up by the fans ..
PRIME IS BACK, BABY!
NARUMI IS STILL MY CHAMP <3
JACK SEVERN IS THE LEGEND OF MY RING
CAN SOMEONE SHUT CALLIE UP ALREADY?
I CAME FOR SUNNY SKYE
SO SO SICK OF SCORPIO
The camera centers on ringside at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum, fans stand up, pumping their fists and cheering. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Eric Mason and John Livingston ..
Mason: Ladies and gentlemen, we welcome you to a brand new era here on PRIME! We are LIVE on AMC PLUS and we are live in this massive Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum for the season premiere of PRIME! 2023 is the 100th anniversary of this stadium and it may have hosted concerts, politicians, the Olympics and NASCAR, but it's NEVER hosted anything like EWC PRIME! Allow me to introduce myself, I am your play-by-play announcer Eric Mason, and to my left here is John Livingston!
Livingston: Dear god, I cannot believe it is 2023 and I am calling a major wrestling show with you here again, Eric. Sharpe really is making us do this again. Well I'll tell you one thing, even though I'm here with you again, this crowd is freakin' pumped and so am I because we got one wild night ahead of us!
Mason: That's right, John, and I'm telling you this card we've assembled here looks incredible. First we've got some newcomers to the brand, as Shooter Landell finds himself going one-on-one with EWC's NextGen Champion, Sunny Skye in an explosive singles contest! After that we've got Yoshiharu Kubo in a singles contest against Amber Lisa Hall, with an AMC Broadcast Championship opportunity on the line!
Livingston: But that's not enough Eric, ohh no. After that we're gonna see NEVAEH return to PRIME to take on Jojo Rush in a no holds barred match, they last tangled at Unchained and this rematch ain't gonna be pretty. I'll tell you that. Then we've got more carnage, a title fight! AMC Broadcast title is on the line as Callie Clark defends against Alyson Cross and it's TLC! Tables, Light Tubes And Cage! Holy crap.
Mason: We'll end the night off with a pair of matches in EWC's Legend of the Ring Tournament as we have first a Shinijoshi Showdown with Headhuntress Aiya going one-on-one with her stablemate, the former Indy Champion, Narumi Tsutsumi! And if that's not enough, our main event tonight features the Indy Champion putting his Prime Minister Necklace on the line against The House's own Jack Severn! First time ever for that match, cannot wait to check it out.
Livingston: Listen to this crowd, Eric. They can't either! Let's get this party started! We're back, baby!
Mason: Right you are, John! Let's get this show on the road right after this!
Livingston: Throw it to that EWC TV Spot, I love it.
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We return to ringside where it's time to get this show on the road!
Mason: It's time for PRIME's first match of 2023, let's get things underway with singles competition!
Reid: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us first, making his way to the ring ... from GOD'S COUNTRY--Council Bluffs, Iowa... SHOOTER LAAAANDELLLLL !
The distinctive sound of a shotgun being loaded and fired echoes throughout the arena, followed by Skynyrd. Shooter Landell comes into view, a ragged white towel wrapped over his shoulders. He pauses briefly to survey the crowd before making his way toward the ring with a steely stare toward the ring. He climbs the ring steps and enters through the middle rope.
Reid: And the opponent, from Miami, Florida and weighing in at 135 pounds... SUNNY SKYE!
"Work Bitch" by Britney Spears begins to play, and out from behind the curtain comes Sunny Skye. She smiles, waving to the crowd and slapping the front plate of the NextGen championship a couple of times before she heads down to the ring. She rolls into the ring, positioning herself on her stomach to face the camera before she kicks her feet up and crosses her ankles. She blows a kiss to the camera before getting to her feet, unfastening the championship and setting it in the corner as she prepares for her match.
DING DING DING
Both meet in the middle of the ring and move for a tie up but Sunny ducks and catches Shooter with a superkick. She runs off the ropes and rams a knee into Shooters gut doubling him over. Sunny slams her forearms down across Shooter’s shoulders. Sunny whips Shooter off the ropes but Shooter reverses it sending Sunny off the ropes. She rebounds and brings Shooter’s face down across her knee. He staggers backward as Sunny lines him up hitting a superkick. Sunny hooks the leg as she makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Shooter gets a shoulder up to break the count. Sunny stands in the corner as Shooter gets to his feet. She fires at him with a superkick but Shooter catches it. He throws Sunny’s foot away and blasts her with a clothesline. Shooter lifts Sunny to her feet and cracks her with a European uppercut and takes her to the mat with a Russian leg sweep. Both get to their feet where Shooter twists Sunny into a hangman’s neckbreaker. Shooter rolls over Sunny and hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Sunny manages to lift a shoulder off the mat to break the count.
Mason: Almost a three count!
Livingston: You call that an 'almost,' Eric?
Shooter lifts Sunny to her feet and twists her into position for another hangman’s neckbreaker but, before he hits the move, he clotheslines Sunny on the back of the head and she drops to the mat. Shooter pulls Sunny to her feet and drops her with a belly to belly suplex. He drags Sunny to her feet again and whips her off the ropes before driving her to the canvas with a Spinebuster. He hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Sunny just gets her left shoulder off the mat. Shooter gets to his feet and stomps on the shoulder. Shooter lifts Sunny to her feet but she grabs Shooter’s legs from under him bringing him to the mat where she hits an elbow drop to the chest. Shooter gets to his feet and Sunny lashes out with a superkick that spins Shooter around. Sunny grabs his arm and pulls him into an Unfollowed. He drops to the mat where Sunny makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Shooter rolls to his side to break the count.
Mason: I do not know how he kicked out of that! He looked out cold!
Livingston: I don’t know how Sunny Skye kicked out of that Spinebuster. That ring shook so hard I think it knocked over my Diet Pepsi.
Sunny pulls Shooter to his feet and fires at him with a superkick. Shooter catches it and spins to the mat with a dragon screw. Shooter keeps a hold of Sunny’s left leg and drops onto her left knee with an elbow drop. Sunny pulls herself to her feet and tries to walk off the pain but Shooter grabs her and drops Sunny across his knee with a backbreaker. Shooter attempts to apply a Carny lock but Sunny kicks him away. She uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet and fires at Shooter with a superkick. Again he catches her foot to block. She shoves Sunny’s foot away but she catches him and dives him to the mat with a The Safe Word. She rolls Shooter onto his back and hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... SUNNY SKYE!!!
Mason: Now that was a fight but your winner tonight was Sunny Skye!
Livingston: I dunno here, Eric. Sunny got lucky on that one I think. Shooter had the experience but I guess he didn't have the juice tonight. I was really rooting for him.
Sunny falls against the ropes and holds the bottom of her back. She rolls through the ropes and blows a kiss to the camera as she heads up the ramp.
Mason: Well, impartially, I'd say it was a great match and you need to focus.
Livingston: I liked Shooter better in the match, yeah, but have you seen the body on this woman?! My lord.
The camera cuts to ...
As cameras stay on ringside, the EXT comes to life showing us footage of Candy and Sour Candy while a mash-up of both versions of “I Want Candy” play throughout the LA Memorial Coliseum.
Mason: Ohh boy, John, I'm not sure what to think of this after WrestleFest's Hell in a Cell Match. Which Candy are we getting here?
Livingston: The hell if I know, Eric. But she needs a shrink.
Suddenly, Aaron Carter is the only one heard as the EXT comes to a stop on Sweet Candy. The crowd is unsure what to make of all this when the Candy Queen herself walks out a moment later offering a smile and wave as she walks down the aisle.
Mason: Is is really the Candy we know and love?
Despite the mixed reaction from the fans, Candy does her best not to let it affect her mood as she climbs through the ropes and gets the microphone. Candy moves toward the center of the ring as her music subsides. Another moment passes before she raises the microphone to speak.
Candy: I know I have a lot of explaining to do…
Candy cringes at the crowd’s reaction.
Candy: Which is why I was hoping 3C would be here. I’ve left them several messages on their voicemails but none of them would return my calls. Not even the Prime General Manager. Of course, we know Jordan is here somewhere! Still I understand why my calls have gone unanswered. I did some pretty awful things to my friends last season. But I wasn’t exactly myself. However, that leap from the top of the cell is what brought me back to my senses!
Despite some cheers, there was still a part of the crowd that didn’t buy that.
Candy: Now I knew not everyone was going to believe that. Can’t say I’m all that surprised. I knew I was going to have my work cut out for me. My original plan was to prove myself to all my Sweet Treats and friends alike over the course of this season. But then I found out I wasn’t going to be able to do that. Not when I’m pregnant!
The crowd seems to be a bit more accepting now as Candy smiles.
Candy: Guess that’s what happens when you’ve been locked away from your husband for an entire year!
She chuckles momentarily before stopping.
Candy: All kidding aside, there’s not enough sorries to go around for the things my sour side has done. Though I suppose I’m going to have to live with it and hope that in time my friends come back around. I’ve got my fingers crossed for the sweetest outcome. Guess we’ll have to see how things go from here.
Candy does her best to look optimistic as she shows off her crossed fingers.
Candy: Though for the time being, it looks like it’s time for me to say good-bye so I can go off and become a mother. Just know that the Candy Castle will return and reign sweeter than ever before! Until then, I’ll be watching.
Livingston: She's having a demon spawn?!
Mason: Ohh stop that, John, Candy is back to her old self! Whatever was scrambled in her has been fixed!
With that, Candy tosses the mic aside and exits the ring. “I Want Candy” by Aaron Carter plays out once again as she heads to the back with more cheers than when she came out.
In the ring, we see a podium set up, featuring The House’s logo. The ring mat has been adorned with red carpet. “The Mess We’ve Made” by Sin Shake Sin hits as the six members of The House all come strutting out.
Reid: Please welcome at this time for their State of The House Address… The House!!!
The villainous stable piles into the ring as Jack Severn steps up to the podium first.
Jack: HELLOOOOOOO LOS ANGELES! The House has missed you all ever so dearly in the off-season-
Callie whispers something into Jack’s ear real quick.
Jack: Okay maybe we haven’t, BUT I know you’ve sure missed us!
Boos rain down as Jack grins, in his element.
Jack: We wanted to take the time here to give you a little peek at what our plans for this year entail, and to make a few announcements. We wish to put people at ease that The House isn’t going anywhere, and we’re stronger than ever. Sadly, our dear mentor Alastor Gray couldn’t be here today, but that’s because he’s taking care of something very important, and all you adoring fans should be able to know about it soon enough.
But as for little ol’ me? My plan for this year is very simple. Tonight, I’m going to defeat Scorpio. I’m going to win that Prime Minister necklace, I’m going to earn a future Indy Championship match, and I’m going to move on in the Legends Tournament. Then I’m going to defeat whichever Shittyjoshi moves on. Then I’m going to StrangleMania, where I will take my seat on the throne of world champion. My destiny is calling, and it’s time to become a Legend.
Jack steps aside and lets JoJo Rush walk up to the podium, clapping annoyingly as he does.
JoJo: First’s things first, say what you want about Jack Severn…
But he put together a mighty fine posse. And don’t y’all ask me about that yellow-bellied coward, Morgan Darkwater, Ah’ll be dealin’ with him in due time. But mah only focus is to win the Undisputed championship, nothin’ more, nothin’ less. If you got a problem with the House, then you got a problem with me, and Ah suggest you let that one marinate.
Jack claps more as JoJo leaves the podium to let Jamie there. However, Jamie quickly realizes the microphone is up a bit high, so he just rips it off the podium and paces. JoJo snickers.
Jamie: Why Jamie why did you turn on Xavier like that? That's all I've been hearing since Wrestlefest. If you have to ask that then you haven't been paying attention. I turned on him before he turned on me. He only cared about the titles being a means to the Grandslam. Once Damage Inc won the titles it was only a matter of time before he didn't need me anymore.
As for why I joined The House. The Love Club is dying. Everyone is doing their own thing and they're barely even a team anymore. The House is everything The Love Club wishes it was in 2023 and when I take back MY tag titles The House will prove it.
The Love Club is dead. Long Live The House.
More clapping as Jamie leaves the microphone on the podium, and The Heat Packers walk up.
Brodie: WrestleFest didn’t quite go the way we wanted. In fact, our entire EWC career so far hasn’t gone the way we wanted.
Dan: And as such, we’re taking some time off from active in-ring competition, until after StrangleMania. Then…
Brodie: The tag division is on notice. We won’t be coming back just to lose more and be complacent. We want to end the year as tag team champions, and we’ll do anything to get there.
Dan: The memory of The Southern Express will live on through us, and we plan to be even greater than they were.
The Heat Packers turn to face Jack and the rest of The House.
Brodie: We let you down, man. We let all of you down.
Dan: And we’re sorry. But this season you’ll get the best tag team you can get-
Jack interrupts.
Jack: Actually, about that. Listen guys. We as a group can’t afford having a tag team that can’t win a match here. So… After careful consideration and guidance from Alastor, we’ve decided to, um, hold auditions of sorts. Make a bit of a contest out of which tag team can stay with our group. Or who knows, maybe both of you will stay-
Dan raises an eyebrow.
Dan: Both? We’re the only tag-
Jack: Not anymore, I’m afraid, because I think it’s about time we take The House… to the next level.
‘2nd Sucks’ hits the PA system to usher out Next Level, a chorus of boos following as they bump forearms, heading to the ring with smug looks on their faces. Brian and Mark climb up opposite sides of the apron, meeting in the middle and crossing their arms in an ‘X’ before stepping into the ring with the rest of the House. Mark passes by the Heat Packers, reaching for the microphone from Jack as Brian holds his hands up.
Mark: Look, no hard feelings guys. The work you did last season was top tier, but…. This is the House. It’s about hedging your bets, right? What’s better than one opportunity to take control of the tag team division?
Brian: Now I know us joining the House might seem like we’re trying to button mash our way to the top, but we’re just putting ourselves in the best position to win. We’re scheduled for the Paramount opener against two members of the Shinijoshi, so who better to have in our corner than the bane to the band of magical girls?
Mark: We’re not going to be waiting until after Stranglemania to make a statement. We’re doing it NOW.
Both members of Next Level dap up, and the Heat Packers both give them a sour look as Callie mouths ‘awkward’ before she takes the reins.
Callie: Last season, I stepped up and dominated the EWC, this season is going to be more of the same, except now it’ll be the entire House dominating EWC! Sooner or later we’re all gonna get gold on our hands…or in my case get more gold. Hey Scorpio, keep MY Indy Championship warm because when I face you, the only thing you’re leaving with is a broken arm!
Jack Severn steps to the podium after some clapping for Callie.
Jack: 2023 is going to be OUR year, the year of The House.
Our newest members, Mark Paulson & Brian Knight, Next Level!
“Beautiful” Brodie Dawson & “Dynamite” Dan Funk, The Heat Packers!
“The Pitbull” Jamie Love!
“The Chosen One” JoJo Rush!
The Broadcast Champion, “The Golden Goddess,” Callie Clark!
And of course, me, your “Prime Time Catalyst” and future winner of the Legends of the Ring tournament!
And we’re JUST too sweet!!!
The House all give each other too sweets as their music hits again and we go to ...
The cameras cut to the backstage area where “Respectable” Joe Danes is standing next to Alyson Cross.
Joe Danes: Thank you guys, I am standing next to someone who could walk out with gold around her waist. Please welcome my guest Alyson Cross.
The cameras zoom out a little to get both of them into frame.
Joe Danes: Thank you for joining me Alyson.
Alyson Cross: It’s my pleasure Joe.
Joe Danes: Tonight, you face Callie Clark for the AMC Broadcast Championship. Do you have any thoughts for this match?
Alyson Cross: I said everything in my promotional videos. Now it’s time to put action to my words.
Joe Danes: I wish you the best of luck.
?: Luck!? Aly doesn’t need luck.
The camera follows Joe’s head as Jasper Cross walks into the frame. Alyson can feel her temper boiling as Jasper looks at his sister as the cameras get all three of them into frame.
Joe Danes: Who are you?
Jasper Cross: Name’s Jasper and I am Alyson’s big brother. Like I said, she doesn’t need luck. She needs a fuckin’ miracle.
Alyson doesn’t respond with words. She looks down before slapping him hard across the face and walking away. Jasper smirks as the cameras cut as he is rubbing his face.
Elsewhere, Faith Rivers is in mid pitch on her plans for the AMC Broadcast Championship this season when she turns and realizes her partner seems to be in a less than optimistic mood as he stands with his arms folded.
Faith: You don't have your mind on Candy now, do you?
He gives her a look and shakes his head, not wanting to talk about Candy’s appearance. She walks over and shoves a paper at him.
Faith: Then get with me here!
He looks at it momentarily before lifting his gaze. With his attention now on her, Faith gives a satisfied smile before continuing.
Faith: I was thanking you for putting me in charge of the Broadcast division. As a former three champion you know how much that championship means to me. I plan to do my best by it when I give the Prime fans the best competition possible.
Jordan nods in approval.
JFS: And how do you plan to do that?
Faith: I’m going to give two competitors ‘A Faithful Chance’ every show and the winner of that match will earn the right to face the AMC Broadcast Champion on the next show. Tonight I have Amber Lisa Hall and Yoshiharu Kubo in that spot. Gonna be interesting to see what these two up and coming stars do to walk away with the opportunity put before them. As for the rest of the roster, they might want to start doing what they can to make me take notice. Because you never know who I might pick next!
Jordan gives her a reassuring smile.
JFS: That's why I put you in charge of choosing contenders. I know we're gonna whip this PRIME locker room into shape. I didn't know how many people demanded to talk to the general manager until I got here today. Glad I've still got my tag team partner to help me out.
Faith: I’ll help you out if you help me out.
She points to the paper in this hand.
Faith: Of course, I want your input.
They start going through the list of possible contenders as the camera goes back to ringside where Mason and Livingston are awaiting the next match ....
Mason: Jordan and Faith are hard at work establishing the pecking order for the AMC Broadcast Championship, and we're about to find out who gets the next shot!
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is the ‘Faithful Chance’ for this evening!
Just then “Run It” comes blasting out over the speakers as Amber walks out to the top of the ramp wearing a leather jacket with a smirk on her face. Her uncle walks out shortly after and follows her down the aisle as she interacts with the fans.
Reid: Coming out first, being accompanied by Saul Silverman, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 135 pounds ... AMBER LISA HALL!
After climbing into the ring, Amber removes her jacket and plays to the crowd while her uncle is seen shaking his head with a smirk from the outside. Once her music dies out, “Yummy-Sushi” by Babybus is heard as Yoshiharu Kubo comes out wearing a chef’s apron and hat over his wrestling attire.
Reid: And her opponent, on his way to the ring from down the street from Utori, weighing in at 229 pounds … the Chef ... YOSHIHARU KUBO!
He’s carrying a take out box and passes out free sushi while high fiving fans on the way to the ring. After climbing through the ropes, he removes the hat and apron before giving Amber his attention.
DING DING DING
The crowd seems torn between both competitors as the match begins. Saul rolls his eyes the moment he sees his niece exchange a respective nod with Kubo a moment before they lock up in the middle of the ring. After a quick slip to the side, Amber takes control of Kubo’s arm with a wrist lock. From there, she smoothly transitions into a backhanded chop that has Kubo sucking in air. As soon as Amber chops again, Kubo staggers back holding his chest. As Amber gives chase, Kubo is ready and catches her with a donkey kick to the face. Amber is caught off guard allowing Kubo to slip in for a belly to back suplex. Following the move, he quickly rolls to his feet with Amber doing the same.
Mason: These two starting this one off very even here.
Livingston: Ugh, sportsmanship makes me sick. Kick her in the face again!
This time when they lock up Kubo backs Amber up into the ropes and delivers a chop of his own to her own chest. From there, he whips her across the ring. As she comes off the ropes on the other side, Kubo catches her with a Spinning Heel Kick. He goes for a quick cover.
ONE ..
TWO ..
KICKOUT!
Kubo keeps Amber on the mat with a few more moves offense. Though as he runs into the ropes, Kubo gets tripped up by Saul, which goes undetected by ref. Kubo gets right up and tries to kick Saul through the ropes, but he holds his hands up palms out as he backs away. That’s when Kubo turns his attention back to Amber. As he bends to pick her off the mat, she pulls him into a small package.
ONE ..
TWO ..
KICKOUT!
Saul is pissed that it didn't work out the way he intended. But at least when they came scrambling back to their feet, Amber went on the offensive. She seems to be a bit more aggressive in her moves. After taking Kubo down with a dragon screw, Amber runs into the corner and tries for her Sliced Bread. But as she comes down for her Corner Slingshot Splash, Kubo gets his knees up.
Mason: Kubo very quick thinking on his feet here, John.
Livingston: Yeah, they're starting to impress me. I'll admit it.
This gives Kubo a chance to regroup. When Amber stumbles to her feet a few moments later holding her midsection, Kubo is able to catch her with a springboard stunner. As soon as she drops back to the mat, Kubo makes a cover.
ONE ..
TWO ..
KICKOUT!
The Chef looks a bit frustrated as Amber’s shoulder comes up at the last second. Still, he gets his emotions under control quickly as he gets to feet and eyes her for the Kinshasa. When Amber gets back to a vertical base a minute later, Kubo goes to connect with his Combo Sushi Attack, but Amber ducks out of the way. When he turns back around. Amber sends him to the mat with her own Running Bicycle Knee, Run It, before making the cover.
ONE ..
TWO ..
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... AMMMBERRRR LIIIIISAAAAA HAAAALLLLLL!!!
Mason: Amber's done it! She's won it! She's gonna 'run it' all the way to a title match!
Livingston: You probably think you're clever, what with the rhyming.
“Run It” is heard once again as Amber gets to her feet all smiles. She is about to help Kubo up after a hard fought battle, but is stopped as Saul comes into the ring to raise her arm in victory. Amber celebrates her win, getting her arm raised in victory...but suddenly Callie Clark slides into the ring behind her! Callie now slams her championship into the back of the head of Amber, causing her to drop to the mat!
Mason: Oh come on why did she have to do that!? Amber just went through a gruelling match and now she gets jumped by the woman she just earned a shot at!
Callie now stomps on Amber a couple times, then places her foot on her chest and holds up the championship, laughing as she looks down at Amber.
Callie: See you soon Amber.
Callie now exits the ring while being yelled at by the referee, and laughs as she backs up the ramp.
Mason: Absolutely heinous action from our Broadcast Champion here ...
Livingston: HEY! That is a golden goddess, Eric! Show some respect for the champ! She's out here playing 4D Chess!
Mason: Ohh come on John! Settle down here!
The camera cuts to ...
When we return from a break the shot is filled with the EXTREME-TRON upon which are the Clash at the Coliseum logo and a special golden EWC logo proclaiming '26 years of EWC'. In the background some house music can be heard, but soon it begins breaking up as if the signal is being interrupted. The logos start to pixelate as well and one could assume that there's just unexpected technical difficulties. Then a woman's voice booms out over the LA Coliseum's speakers.
Shiori Saten: Twenty six years of EWC.
The logos pixelate a little more but are still discernible.
Shiori Saten: Twenty six years in which the darkness of ignorance and closed mindedness has spread to the furthest, deepest corners of the heart.
There's a low, frenetic buzz of sound coming from the crowd as the logos pixelate more.
Shiori Saten: Has the result been worth that prize? Do you enjoy cowering in a dark corner?
The logos are unreadable and the crowd noise grows louder still.
Shiori Saten: If you don't, I'll light the way to a better place. The liberation of EWC begins this year.
The logos are discernible again but they've changed - the anniversary logo now reads 'Year Zero of EWC', while the Clash at the Coliseum logo has been replaced by a gilded pentagram. Suddenly smoke fills the stage, billowing in a foreboding manner as we hear a guitar riff echo menacingly. As the EXTREME-TRON goes black, a single figure in a long black hooded robe visibly steps out onto the stage. Though their identity is obscured, the arena lights glint off a golden pentagram medallion around their neck. They stop in the middle of the stage and fold their hands in front of them as an unseen chorus chants a single phrase over the LA Coliseum's sound system.
Chorus: HAIL SATEN!
At this the smoke dissipates and we see Shiori Saten sitting on the stage cross legged. As the camera zooms in her eyes are icy, her smile demure. There are already some boos from the crowd but mostly the ambient sound is one of anxious anticipation. For a long few moments Shiori stares intensely down the camera while the hooded figure stands at the ready. Slowly, Shiori rises to her feet, her long black coat clearly visible along with a similar pentagram necklace accessorizing her ring gear. Her hooded compatriot reverently offers her the mic and Shiori gracefully takes it in hand.
Shiori Saten: Los Angeles. You know, for a city which prides itself on bright lights, this city sees a tremendous amount of pain and suffering. How may people abandon everything they had to come here in pursuit of a dream which they'll be denied? How many people in this city pulsing with despair curl up the corner, unable to continue on when those dreams are fully shattered? And how many souls in EWC likewise wallow in ignominy because they can't embrace who they are, force themselves to be something they aren't, or just can't see the way to a better future?
She smiles knowingly.
Shiori Saten: Far too many. And far too many will allow themselves to continue being denied what they dream of, doomed to float in the shadows, lost to the grand purpose they once sought. It's sad, heartbreaking really. But a new day has come. A woman has arrived who will light the way to a better tomorrow, who will give you what you need to break the chains you struggle with every day. I've come bearing a torch to push back that darkness. And on this grand stage, with thousands in attendance and possibly millions watching around the world, I want you all to know that I believe in you. Some day perhaps I'll show you my full power by wresting a crown from the undeserving. For now, I just want to show you that I care. Even about those whose bodies and spirits I'll have to break in order to mold them into a person able to achieve their potential. It's the purest expression of my desire to help. And soon you'll see that I'm right. No House or Joshi of Death or Floridian Strong Stylist or Scorpion can prevent me from doing my work, let alone a bartender, sushi chef or entitled rich boy. But even they aren't beyond saving. And they, like you, can achieve true freedom if they only..
She holds out her hand invitingly, though her smile is sinister.
Shiori Saten: Take my hand.
At this the smoke fills the stage again, slowly obscuring both Shiori and her servant. Once again we hear the chorus chant.
Chorus: HAIL SATEN!
Pillars of flame rise up with the words, and then suddenly all is quiet again. As the smoke clears, the EXTREME-TRON is back to normal and mysteriously both Shiori and her servant have vanished. At this revelation, we fade into a graphic for the next match.
Livingston: Now that, that disturbed me, Eric.
With that, we go to ....
Livingston: Now that, that disturbed me, Eric.
With that, we go to ....
We return to ringside where it's time to go no holds barred!
Mason: This match is a return match from Unchained, Jojo Rush got the win but he's on Nevaeh's home turf now and she's not playing around! This is no holds barred action! Let's go to the ring.
Reid: The following match is set for one fall and it is No Holds Barred. Joining us first, representing the House, from the Badlands, weighing in at 270 pounds ... JOJO RUSH!
JoJo approaches the stage and points a "Too Sweet" hand gesture toward the ring similar to a finger gun. When JoJo "fires", pyro explodes behind him around the Extreme-Tron. JoJo approaches the ring keeping his attention focused on the task at hand, ignoring jeers and boos. Once in the ring, JoJo stares directly at the hard cam and points a finger gun, and fires it once more.
Reid: And his/her opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 122 pounds ... NEVAH!
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.
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.
DING DING DING
Nevaeh wastes no time and immediately begins swinging Heaven's help at JoJo Rush! The cowboy ducking out of harms way each and every time before sliding out of the ring outright and toward the match bell crew to grab a chair to defend himself. JoJo turns around and swings the chair high to catch a hammer swing. The impact of Heaven's Helper warps the steel of the chair around the hammer! Both weapons fly out of their grips and the two quickly get tangled up in a flurry of blows. Twisting and slamming into the guardrails!
Mason: This is breaking down very quick here, John!
Livingston: Ya got that right Eric, these two are about to tear the Coliseum apart!
With the two tangled up, Nevaeh wins out with a rake to JoJo's eyes, stunning him against the barricade. Nevaeh takes advantage and rams her shoulder into JoJo's midsection, weakening his midsection and lower back with brutal attacks against the guard rail. Nevaeh backs up to get a running start and charges directly at JoJo with a Cast out of Heaven Claymore Kick, but the cowboy telegraphs and catches Nevaeh in a German suplex and tosses her clear over the barricade and into the fans! Both are slow to get up, but JoJo gets to his feet first and takes hold of Nevaeh by her hair to pull her across the guardrail, where he crushes her chest with chop, after chop after chop.
Mason: Good lord I can feel those chops from here!
Livingston: Be ... uhh .. be careful with the chest there, Jojo. Don't injure that.
After enough blows, Nevaeh slumps back on the audience side of the guard rail. JoJo steps one leg over the guard rail, but before he can fully climb over, Nevah nails JoJo right across the forehead with a beer bottle, the bottle shattering in a million pieces! With JoJo stunned against the rail, Nevaeh climbs onto the guardrail and runs towards JoJo to hit a perfect Cast out of Heaven Claymore kick! JoJo’s covered in his own blood, and writhing in pain on the floor below!
Mason: This match is not for the squeamish!
Livingston: Who's beer was that?!
With JoJo on the ground, trying to turn a bandana into a bandage, Nevaeh gets a hold of Heaven’s Helper and signals to the crowd her intentions, but JoJo rushes like a freight train and plants Nevaeh onto the commentary table with a spine buster, but the table holds! JoJo isn’t done, the Blackhat climbs to the top rope, and goes for a high noon-sault! But Draco Lazarus appears from the crowd and pulls Nevaeh out of harms way and into the ring! JoJo crashes through the table in a heap!
Draco allows no time for JoJo to recover and tosses him into the ring, Nevaeh can barely make out where she is but makes the cover on JoJo.
ONE ...
TWO ...
THREE!
Mason: Nevaeh gets it done in Los Angeles!
Livingston: What in the hell is Draco Lazarus doing?
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... NEVAEH! Mason: I'm not sure what this new alliance is that's formed with Nevaeh and Draco Lazarus but it's paid dividends tonight John!
Livingston: Don't look now I don't think this is over!
Draco appears (or reappears) and attacks JoJo with the golden cane, Nevah is still out of it and doesn’t know what’s going on. Tori Taylor and the Heat Packers storm out to the ring to protect their fellow housemate, but Draco clears out through the crowd.
Mason: Draco might regret picking a fight with The House!
Livingston: Hey Tori, over here! Notice me!
Mason: Ohh for god sakes ...
The camera cuts to ...
Jordan Sharpe is on his phone in his office, his feet on the desk as the door bursts open without knocking and Callie Clark stands in the doorway, Tori standing behind her and Callie has her championship wrapped tightly around her waist.
JFS: Well thanks for knocking, champ! How can I help?
Callie: I don’t need to knock first of all. Second, what’s up with this match type? I’m the champ, I’m the Golden Goddess, I should have gotten to pick the match type! I mean don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the chance to put this stupid bitch on the shelf and get her out of my way, but ever hear of champions advantage? Learn about it.
Callie rolls her eyes in annoyance.
Callie: And third, I’d like to know when you’re gonna give me my match I earned with Scorpio. As much as I love having this baby…
Callie pats the title.
Callie: I’d look a whole lot better having a second championship to go with it don’t you think?
Callie smirks, and Jordan thinks about it for a moment, considering.
JFS: Well. I think they pay ME to make the matches, Callie. That's kinda my job around here. BUT! You know, you're right about one thing. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten you ARE the number one contender for the Indy Championship, and what a better time than right now to announce that YOU will be going one on one with Scorpio… At Stranglemania!
Callie thinks for a second, then nods in approval.
Callie: That’s acceptable. A good stage for me to become the double Golden Goddess. You know if you keep me happy we’ll have a MUCH easier time dealing with each other Sharpe. Your niece might be an annoying little brat, but I’d like to think you’re the better family member.
JFS: I don't suggest getting on Saidie’s bad side, I don't think that's a place you want to go. But you know where you should go? To get ready for your match. Because YOU are up next and you don't want ME to change my mind!
Callie: You’re right, I have a title to go defend…
Callie starts to leave, but stops at the last second, and looks back at JFS.
Callie: But for the record? I’m not afraid of Saidie, you tell her if she wants to get a little crazy sometime, we can get a little crazy.
Callie smirks and winks, then walks out of the room, leaving Jordan shaking his head as we go to .....
Elsewhere backstage at Prime 104 as a trademark Louboutin heel hits the floor. The crowd give a mix of cheers and boos as the camera pans up the classic boots, through the sequinned wrestling tights, over the golden robe to the Prime Minister necklace around his neck and the Indy Championship over his shoulder. We pan back to see ‘The S-Factor’ Scorpio in all his glory looking fitter than ever, his head held high. Beside him stands Crème de la Crème in a golden gown and an even bigger wig, her face made-up beautifully.
Crème: Your fifth year in the EWC… your best yet?
Scorpio: It’s certainly starting strong isn’t it darling?
The pair smile to one another as The Prime Minister walks through the corridor towards his locker room. After a few moments the sound of footsteps can be heard and we see new Prime interviewer Joe Danes appear.
Danes: Prime Minister! Scorpio! Can we get a word about the season ahead?
Scorpio: In a word? Fabulous.
He grins.
Crème: The new Indy Champion will be making a speech before tonight’s main event at the State Opening of Prime-liament. Everything you want to hear and more will be there, we can assure you baby.
The pair give Danes a nod before they continue on their walk. As they turn a corner they stop abruptly, and the camera moves to show new Executive Assistant to the GM, Faith Rivers, stood in front of them.
Livingston: Oh! This could be interesting!
Mason: Remember back in 2021 Scorpio went on a vicious attack against Rivers, injuring her out for months, something she’s never really recovered her in-ring career from…
Livingston: And I don't think she's ever forgotten, Eric .. and now she's management. One of Scorpio's bosses. Now that's tense.
The crowd give an “ooooooh!” at this interaction as Rivers and Scorpio stare one another down. Crème looks from one, to the other, and back again like she’s desperate to see who’ll crack first. Scorpio breathes in sharply and raises his head, looking down his nose at Rivers – before he steps aside to let her pass! Rivers looks slightly taken aback at the move before she continues her journey, keeping her eyes trained on The S-Factor as she passes him.
Mason: Wow, an act of deference from Scorpio?
Livingston: Towards the end of last season we saw a reflective and more considerate Scorpio, one who accepted some of his mistakes… is this a new leaf for the Prime Minister?
With that, we go to ...
Dance in the Game by ZAQ hits as the lights go out and as Narumi Tsutsumi, Headhuntress Aiya, Saidie Sharpe, Megumi, Sonya and Emiko Okita make their way onto the stage. They strike their signature double deuces pose at the top of the ramp. And then one by one start walking down towards the ring while Emiko looks around the Prime arena.
Mason: This is the first sighting of the hottest faction on Prime last year making their way out for us with what seems to be all-new music and all members!
Livingston: We heard lots about this group dominating run last year, up until the very end where they faced setbacks at Wrestlefest. I’m sure they’re to cover the rumours we’ve been seeing on EWC News about changes to their lineup.
Megumi, Sonya, Narumi, and Aiya and Saidie enter the ring to a cheering crowd. Emiko meanwhile stuffs her hands in the pockets of her hoodie and casually hops off the stage and enters the crowd, quickly becoming lost in the sea of humanity. They take a moment to allow the crowd to quiet down and then Narumi takes a microphone and speaks in the middle of the ring.
Narumi: We’re very honoured to be here tonight with a very hot crowd, thank you for having us! I’d like to begin by addressing the fact that I realize that we do not have the greatest prize in Indy wrestling anymore currently, but I want to let our fans rest assured that Shinijoshi still plans on tearing the house down on every show we appear on! To celebrate the expansion of Shinijoshi, Aiya and I will be tearing the house down competing in the Legends of the Ring tournament tonight!
Aiya: And we easily have a damn good chance at stealing the show, maybe even earning Prime’s first MOTN.
Livingston: Don’t think the House will like these shots.
Narumi and Aiya smile as the arena erupts at the promise. Narumi then takes a small moment to stare into the camera with a mischievous grin.
Narumi: And you best believe, I do intend on getting the Indy Championship back!
Livingston: Scorpio's eyes are twitching somewhere at that declaration.
Narumi then skips backwards towards Megumi. Realizing it’s time, Megumi puts her snacks away and also takes a microphone of her own to join Narumi.
Narumi: But this moment is about addressing changes to Shinijoshi and introducing our newest recruit! Some may think we’re doing this to match the increased numbers of the House, but I think I’ll make it clear we know full well we can’t keep up in a numbers race with people who’ll invite just about any diabolically sick rat into their home. We’ll stick to quality over quantity. Most importantly, Shinijoshi is a family. And well, when Megumi told me her sister was coming to the EWC, it was only natural that the rest of us supported her family being part of ours!
Megumi: Yes! I’m excited to introduce my sister Emi! She will go by the firebrand moniker “Abnormal” Emiko Okita!
Megumi and Narumi pose celebratorily as if Emiko is behind them, not realizing she had not entered the ring while they were swept away by the loud excited crowd.
Narumi: Even more abnormal than Megumi and I, so you know she’s special! She’s a very daring unique character, having the tenacity to skip Next Gen and choosing to test herself on the main roster! Our other recruit is a bit more traditional, and in fact couldn’t be here tonight as she’s still making preparations for a proper appearance, but I’m fond of Emiko’s forward-thinking personality too. Emiko, go ahead and introduce yourself!
Narumi and Megumi both turn around to hand her a mic, then come to the realization she’s not in the ring and look towards the rest of the group who shrug, unknowing of where their new recruit is.
Megumi: Emiko???!
After the exchange of several confused glances, Sonya suddenly points to the crowd at ringside. We then see Emiko sitting on the ringside barrier chatting matter of factly with a young female fan in the first row. As the crowd realizes this is the new Shinijoshi member and cheers, Emiko slowly looks over her shoulder and realizes she’s on camera. She swings her legs over the barrier and hops to the arena floor, then gives the girl a pat on the head. It’s only after this that Emiko rolls into the ring and takes the mic from Narumi.
Emiko: Oi, LA, how’re you doin’ tonight?
The fans cheer in response, and Emiko flashes a goofy grin.
Emiko: Good to know. Well, let’s do this!
She takes a moment to gather her thoughts while staring at her feet. A moment later she looks up with fire in her eyes as she introduces herself.
Emiko: So I’m the new girl in Shinijoshi. It’s pretty freakin’ crazy that I’m standin’ here in this ring with the most exciting unit in EWC. A year ago I was just gettin’ started in a dojo because I saw how bright Megu-nee shined in this ring. I wanted to be even half as awesome as she is, and hopefully I get there right here in this ring! Not only do I get to team up with my sister, I get to join some other amazing women too. Narumi-senpai’s intense and it’s only a matter of time before she’s got that gold back. Aiya-senpai’s just.. Freakin’ cool, so cool! And Sonya-senpai’s literally the strongest woman I’ve met. Add in the fact that I’m crazy enough to jump in the deep end and skip the minor leagues, and we’re gonna set this ‘House’ on fire.
The clear reference gets a loud cheer from the crowd and Emi smirks.
Emiko: I’ll bring the fight every single night, no matter what show I’m on. I’m gonna make all of my teammates proud by how hard I fight, win or lose. And I’m not just fightin’ for my Shinijoshi senpai, I’m fightin’ for every woman and girl who loves pro wrestling but feels like they don’t belong. Emiko’s here to be your hero, and she’s gonna make a place for you whatever it takes!
Emiko lowers the mic, but then suddenly throws an arm around her sister.
Emiko: Oh! And buy Megumi’s t-shirt, it’s freakin’ beautiful just like her!
Emiko motions to the t-shirt she’s wearing, then hands the mic back to Narumi. Narumi makes a blown-away gesture and smiles.
Narumi: That’s what I love to hear, I knew Megumi-chan’s family could be counted on! You heard her folks, things are about to heat up in the EWC and with a passionate kouhai like that we elders know we have to properly fight on to keep up with the new blood! If you thought what Shinijoshi pulled last year had splendour to it, just you wait for we pull this season for all of you!
Narumi puts down the microphone and the group hit their Shinijoshi poses and then wave at the crowd as they head out of the ring.
Mason: Well that was an explosive energized appearance to experience for the first time! Folks it’s been great to witness first-hand the wild ride atmosphere we heard about this group heading into our debut on AMC! They sneaked in a mention of there being another member soon, but for this grand night that was Shinijoshi and their newest member Emiko Okita!
The Prime Premiere continues on ...
AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
TABLES LIGHT TUBES & CAGE MATCH
Alyson Cross
Vs Callie Clark
Match Writer: Daphne Kay
TABLES LIGHT TUBES & CAGE MATCH
Alyson Cross
Vs Callie Clark
Match Writer: Daphne Kay
The fans inside the LA Memorial Coliseum are in awe as the steel cage begins to descend from the ceiling. The cage itself looks like a hardware store ad as Jessika Smalls is standing outside the cage as the other stage hands are preparing for the upcoming match.
Mason: Well John, you can feel the intensity ramp up as we prepare for our first championship match of the season! Alyson Cross earned this opportunity at the end of 2022, let's see if she can take advantage as she takes on Callie Clark for the newly christened AMC Broadcast Championship!
Reid: The following match is the TLC - TABLES, LIGHT TUBES & CAGE Joining us first, currently residing in Statesboro, Georgia, weighing in at 121 pounds ... ALYSON CROSS!
The moment "Survivor" by State of Mind starts to play, a video package starts rolling on the EXT as Alyson Cross steps through the curtain. The crowd seems to have a mixed reaction upon her arrival. Alyson waves to the crowd before descending down the ramp and sliding into the ring. Alyson pushes herself back up to a vertical base before hopping on the nearest turnbuckle.
Reid: And her opponent, from New York, New York, weighing in at 115 pounds, she is the reigning and defending AMC Broadcast Champion, Now Trending... ”THE GOLDEN GODDESS” CALLIE CLARK!
A red carpet is rolled out going from the stage to the bottom of the ramp, and Bad Reputation hits as the lights turn gold in the arena. Callie comes out with Tori walking out behind her, and strikes a pose showing off her Nora West-Allen inspired attire as pyro goes off behind her. Callie's paparazzi takes pictures of her as she walks down the ramp, taunting the fans as she goes. As she reaches ringside, Tori goes ahead of Callie, holding open the ropes so Callie can step through, and walk to the middle of the ring, where she strikes a pose again while winking at the camera. She then goes to her corner as the music cuts.
DING DING DING
The moment the bell sounds, Callie Clark sprints across the ring and catches Alyson off guard with stinger style splash. As Alyson is still against the turnbuckle, Callie licks her hand before slamming the back of her hand right across Alyson’s chest. Callie continues her assault as Alyson is trying hard to cover up. Callie let’s out a primal scream before walking up to the side of the cage. She pulls down a broom handle and points it at Alyson.
Right as Callie is going to swing it, Alyson uses her agility to place her feet on the ropes before catching Callie under the chin with a single boot. Callie staggers as Alyson uses the ropes like a springboard and catches Callie with a tornado DDT. Alyson looks around the cage before sprinting towards one of the corners. She leaps up onto the top turnbuckle and begins to climb out of the cage.
Mason: She's looking to escape already!
Livingston: Sheesh, what a coward. Wants no part of Callie here.
Callie instantly gets back up to her feet and springs up to the same top turnbuckle. She grabs Aly by her head and slams it against the cold steel. Callie continues to slam Aly repeatedly before she loses her grip. As Aly does, Callie grabs her by the arm and leaps off the turnbuckle while twisting Aly midair. They both land as Aly immediately grabs at her neck. Callie is rolling around in pain herself but she pushes through it and gets back up to a vertical base. She sees Alyson in perfect position as she goes to pick up her arm.
Before she could, Alyson counters with a quick arm drag of her own. Callie pops back up after rolling through and looks shocked. Alyson gets back up to her own feet as Callie is already scaling up the cage again. Alyson shakes her head before following right after Callie. Callie sees Alyson out of the corner of her eye and tries to stomp on her fingers. Callie manages to connect a couple times but Alyson manages to catch her foot on the final stomp. Callie shakes her head as Alyson slams her foot right into one of the dangling light tubes. Shards of glass fly everywhere as Callie let’s out a scream.
Alyson continues to through punch after punch into the calf of Callie. Callie is still trying to climb but Alyson quickly moves herself with her legs wrapped around Callie’s waist. Before Callie could move any further, Alyson flings herself up before using her incredible leg strength and connects with a sunset flip powerbomb from off the cage wall as the back of Callie’s head bounces off the canvas. Alyson is holding her left wrist as she is slowly getting back up to her feet.
Mason: Alyson Cross not ready to give up! She's willing herself back into this!
Livingston: Girl is about to will herself into the hospital, Eric.
Alyson knows it will take more than that to keep Callie down. So Alyson grabs a hold of the cage and starts to shake it. The cage shakes until a table falls onto the canvas. Alyson throws a stiff kick to the side of Callie’s head before picking up the table. She sets up the table in the corner as the crowd is growing anxious.
As this is happening, Callie is just getting up to her feet as Tori slides a light tube into the ring. Callie picks it up and slams it across the back of Alyson. Alyson drops to a knee as Callie strikes with a dropkick to her back. The shot sends Alyson face first into the steel mesh as Callie begins to scale up the opposite side. Alyson is starting to get up when Tori grabs her left arm and holds her in position.
Callie continues to climb as Alyson is fighting to get free. Callie eventually reaches the top and begins to scale down as both of her feet hits the arena floor.
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via escape and still AMC Broadcast Champion ... CALLIE CLARK!!!Mason: And just like that, Callie Clark retains her Broadcast Championship .. with a little help.
Livingston: A little help? Don't disrespect the golden goddess! She had this on lock!
Tori finally let’s go as Callie is holding the title high above her head. Alyson’s eyes narrow while mouthing “I’ll see you soon.”
Mason: A tremendous cage match here in Los Angeles, but Alyson comes up just short.
Livingston: Eric, this is Callie's world and we're just living in it. Time to get your shit together.
The camera cuts to ...
We return to ringside where anticipation if the watchword, Shinijoshi fans in full attendance in the front rows as the cleanup crew depart the ring following the chaos of the last match. The camera pans over the sold out crowd of the LA Memorial Coliseum for Prime’s season opening show. The fans are cheering wildly and flashing signs and acting up as the camera pans across them, coming to a stop on the former EWC Brawl Superstar Gabrielle Visconty. She smiles and waves to the camera before the camera moves on to the announcing team.
Mason: Was that .. Gabrielle Visconty?!
Livingston: Don't play dumb, Eric. You know Sharpe is going to try to sign her, the man was salivating like a dog as soon as she got fired!
Mason: Yeesh. Well. Nevertheless, I cannot wait for this next match and we know you can't either, this is the Shinijoshi showdown and it's the Legends of the Ring Tournament!
Reid: The following contest is for one fall, and is a first round match in the LEGENDS OF THE RING tournament. Making her way to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and twenty five pounds, from Shinjuku, Japan, ... 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 strikes the Shinijoshi's double deuce pose as the lights turn back on in the arena. She enters the ring to skip around and wave at the crowd.
Reid: And now, coming to the ring from Kyoto, Japan, weighing in at one hundred and thirty seven pounds, she is one of the Shinijoshi ... "HEADHUNTRESS" AIYA!
DING DING DING
No sooner has the bell rung than both competitors are striking a pose, and giving a fierce battle cry before they close on each other at full speed. No hesitation, no mercy, Bloody Sureiyāzu meet center-ring with a fierce exchange of strikes. Narumi's opening superman punch catches Aiya flush, but she re-affirms her stance and fires a brace of kicks to the gut, then a rising south-north elbow that the Onihime intercepts, cranking the arm back to hurl a flurry of knife-edge chops to the chest. Breaking apart, she spins, going for a follow-up kick that the Headhuntress seizes between both hands, hurling the captured limb upwards. Narumi rolls through, spins to standing and launches right into her familiar roaring elbow; the MASTER SWORD!
NO! It thuds only against the noisome air, as Aiya slips underneath, drives a thudding kick to the thigh, then whirrs into a brisk takedown, bringing her friend crashing down on her flank. Swiftly seizing an arm, she smoothly applies a SLOW, PAINFUL DEATH, cranking on her Rings of Saturn to a surprised expulsion from the capacity crowd!
For a moment, the Onihime looks to be in trouble, but with a surge of effort she slides her waistline forwards and manages to arc a leg up and around, the knee colliding messily with the bridge of Aiya's nose! The Sadistic Sakura tries to maintain the hold, but this opening is enough for Narumi to flip her partner onto her back, falling into a cover!
ONE...
TW-- KICKOUT!
The Headhuntress doesn't just get a shoulder up, she wraps her arms around Tsutsumi and manages to stand straight up off the canvas, hauling her up like a sack of potatoes. Settling the other woman across her shoulders, she growls a sharp exclamation in her native tongue and then runs toward the corner, slinging their combined weight sidelong-- attempting to drive Narumi's skull into the turnbuckle with a BEAT IN: JAPANESE STYLE.
CRUNCH!
But it's Aiya, and only Aiya, who falls against the turnbuckle, as the wily former Indy Champion manages to shove out an arm and use this fulcrum point to flip cleanly up and over the corner, landing in a wide-eyed squat on the outside. She can scarcely believe her own skill, answering the crowd's explosive cheer by pointing at herself, and then looking to the Headhuntress, who is clutching her own head as she pulls herself upright. Thinking fast, the Sadistic Sakura springs onto the top rope, only to be intercepted by a sky high forearm from Narumi, who barely lands the first blow--
--before whipping a leg up to kick Aiya backwards! She crashes down hard inside the ring, and a beat later the fans unleash their admiration anew as the Onihime takes to the air, splashing down atop her tag team partner! She attempts to hook into a cover, but the official can't even count to one before Aiya fights back, shoving Narumi halfway across the ring, powering to her feet and erupting into a wild big boot that misses by a whisker--
--as Narumi falls backwards, seizing an arm and bringing a boot up. PAYMON!!!
NO! Aiya stumbles, but against all likelihood she doesn't go down, absorbing the blow with a seemingly iron jaw but still send staggering, out on her feet as a once-more shocked Narumi bounces gamely to her feet, hits the ropes, and takes her gazed opponent down with a Whirling Candy! The spinning crossbody flattens out Aiya, and Narumi dives into cover!
ONE...
TWO...
KICKOUT!
Mason: The Headhuntress in trouble, as the stalemate between them resolves in favor of the Onihime. These two are holding absolutely nothing back, and at this rate any combination could be a winning one!
Livingston: Hey, these are some mean ladies. They promised no quarter, and they're giving none. What's a true friend but someone who'll kick you in the face and try to ruin your dreams of success?
The offensive rush has weakened the Onihime, who's on her feet no faster than Aiya, the pair of them locking stares anew as the crowd simply rally behind a fast-paced and suitably violent contest. Spurred on by the rolling din, they start forward into another battle of strikes, but it's one the Headhuntress elects to sidestep - literally, slapping aside the instinctive spinning backfist from her foe, bobbing and weaving through the punches that follow, then hopping away as the expected gut punch comes. Shaking her head, as if to say 'not enough', she seizes a waistlock on her friend and hauls her up for a gutbuster, quick to her feet as Narumi tumbles from her knee.
There's only a momentary glance backwards, as Aiya scales the corner, seizing onto the top rope with both hands and then in one smooth motion launching her lithe body into the air and twisting out into the FUBAR!! Onto the prone Onihime she crashes, snarling a savage grin as she hooks the leg for the cover, staring up at the lights as she counts along.
ONE...
TWO...
KICKOUT!
Aiya tumbles off, back to her feet as Narumi does the same and staggers against the ropes. She hangs there a moment, seemingly out of it, and the Headhuntress - smelling blood - hones back in on her, seizing a waistlock only to immediately eat a thudding back elbow. It's her turn to stumble away, and Narumi absolutely comes alive, whipping into another spinning back fist, then the rapid-fire punches so deftly defended by her opponent a few moments before. Curtailing the gut punch, she instead leaves an opening, which the fiery Aiya seizes, striking back--
--only for the Onihime to slide behind, hooking her up for a thunderous snap dragon suplex!! The ring quakes on impact, and Aiya spills out onto the apron, barely avoiding crashing to ringside; only to eat a baseball slide a second later, sending her flying out against the barricade. Narumi straightens up, clenching a fist and yelling a battle cry, heading up top for the second time as the Headhuntress remains sprawled out on the floor.
Putting her hands together in prayer, and then out to the crowd in a double v-sign, Narumi takes a breath and DIVES, thrusting out both feet as she attempts the QUEEN ME! There's a massive roar...
And a shocked conniption from the crowd, as Aiya rolls to her feet at the last instant, sweeping Narumi from the air in an ankle lock! Out go the Onihime's arms, as she scrambles to try and get free, only to get pulled deeply into her friend's clutches, screaming in pain as the Sadistic Sakura cranks on the hold!
Mason: There's no hope of a submission here, and our official is administering the count.
Livingston: Aiya knows what she's doing, this is about piling on the pain. If Narumi can't walk when she gets back into the ring, it's a no-brainer who takes this match and proceeds in the tournament. Smart move.
Both women have taken some punishment, and though Aiya doesn't want to relinquish the advantage, her arms begin to gas - and the count hits seven, causing her to falter enough that Narumi's able to grip her hands to the floor and yank her leg free, sharply enough that the Headhuntress stumbles onto a knee. Her friend twists around, hurling an upkick and then scooching back against the apron. Aiya takes the kick with a hiss, wiping at her mouth as she storms forward, only to get countered as Narumi bursts into action, seizing her head and pulling her into the hard edge of the ring with a brisk DDT! Stepping out, she follows up with a MASTER SWORD!! The roaring elbow lays Aiya out against the apron, slumped and useless for the time it takes the Onihime to bundle her beneath the bottom rope and follow her in.
The Sadistic Sakura shows just how tough she is, stirring and getting half to her feet as Narumi moves in to capitalize on this brief advantage. There's a bit of the limp to the former Indy champ's step, but she's able to hook Aiya's leg with her own, hopping with her toward the center of the ring as she nails her with the LOW DIFFA!!
It's a beautiful maneuver, the damaged limb securing Aiya's shoulders to the mat, the official ready to make the count!
ONE...
TWO...
NO!
Narumi lets out a scream as Aiya is able to wrench an arm free, seizing the ankle she's already targeted, and using the burst of pain to her advantage, rolling forward and almost to her feet-- only to get yanked back into a schoolgirl!
ONE...
NO!!
Aiya kicks out, rolls to her feet, and then jams a foot forward into the jaw as Narumi tries to scramble away. The blow pitches her upright, spinning a full circle before she comes to a stop-- and snap! The Headhuntress steps into a vicious enzuigiri. LIGHTS OUT! Narumi drops to her knees and falls forward, as her friend stumbles away, taking a moment to catch her breath as the crowd explodes in a dueling chant.
"AIYA'S GONNA KILL YOU!" "O-NI-HI-ME!" "AIYA'S GONNA KILL YOU!" "O-NI-HI-ME!"
The Sadistic Sakura sends the crowd a smirk and a sarcastically curved eyebrow, rallying herself with a roll of her shoulders and stepping back toward her friend and foe. Narumi is stirring, halfway to her feet--
--and primed for the shuffle-step that carries Aiya into the OTK! OUT TO KILL!!
Her buzzsaw kick lands like a freaking gunshot, and the half-recovered Onihime is blasted back to the canvas, to an eruption of decidedly mixed feeling from the crowd - their chanting lost in the din, just the purity of noise rolling across the ring as the Headhuntress tosses her hair, blinks the cobwebs from her eyes, and bends low to scoop the fallen princess up onto her shoulders in a manner all too familiar from the start of the match.
She mutters something to the other girl, who doesn't stir as she turns to the middle of the ring...
And then she does, for the second time tonight twisting free from Aiya's clutches, thwarting the Burning Hammer again - and this time, attempting to seize Aiya's head as she falls. Her arm closes in, but with a yell the Headhuntress adjusts and shoves her away! Narumi lands on her feet, already falling against the ropes and running in-- flying beneath an attempted clothesline, hitting the opposite side and rushing in again to hit a beautiful and devastating TONITRUS BOLT! Through the cartwheel she whirls, power-bombing Aiya into the mat... but holding on!
With a desperate battle cry of her own, the former Indy Champion wrenches the heavier woman into the air, releasing her grip-- and falling backwards, foot on high to nail a second, brutally-effective PAYMON!! Already dazed, Aiya goes out like a light, her limbs flopping as she thuds into the canvas, and is bundled up a moment later into a bridging prawn hold, the prodigious Onihime taking no further risks as she makes the pin elaborate, and tight!
ONE...
TWO...
TH-REE!!!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... NARUMI TSUTSUMI!!!Mason: They promised each other no quarter, and the Onihime delivers, scoring a huge win over her tag team partner and propelling herself forward in the tournament! She proved herself one of the greatest champions of all time last season, and now she's on the track to taking the title of 'Undisputed' from Melody Malone!
Livingston: Credit where it's due, these two ripped each other up, and Tsutsumi proved she can put down her friend like a sick dog. Maybe she does have the ruthlessness to present a challenge to the Queen of EWC. But first, she's got to get past Jack Severn or our current Indy Champ, Scorpio.
As the crowd rain down their appreciation, Narumi disentangles from the pin and clambers to her feet, smiling down at Aiya and then throwing up her familiar pose for the fans. The LA Memorial Coliseum is more than happy to celebrate with her, but the Onihime doesn't step away from her friend, waiting until she sees her stir, then pulling her carefully to her feet, checking on her with a few murmured words in Japanese before pulling her into a tight hug that gains a roar of approval. The official can't get a look in, as the Onihime spins out, raising her own arm with Aiya's hand gripped firmly in her own, the two members of Bloody Sureiyāzu celebrating her victory - together.
Mason: You love to see it! Narumi may be bound for great things, but this has only made the Shinijoshi stronger.
Livingston: oh god, it was great until the cheesy hug at the end ... c'mon ....
The camera cuts to ...
Jordan Sharpe appears on the EXT, Carley California on his arm as he gives the crowd a wave and they give him a cheer in return.
JFS: WHAT a phenomenal match! Narumi Tsutsumi with the big victory, she'll be heading to the next round of the Legends of the Ring tournament! I just wanted to drop in here for a moment, if I could, because today is my birthday! And I could think of no better birthday gift to myself than having the season premiere of PRIME right here at Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum! This being my first night on the job, I hope everyone here and at home have enjoyed the show tonight, we look forward to bringing you many more action packed episodes of PRIME and I cannot wait for you to see what we've already got lined up for PRIME 105, it'll be coming at you from Halifax, Nova Scotia in a couple of weeks! Talk about a change in temperature. Our main event is coming up soon, so don't move a muscle. We're just getting started. Now, I'm gonna go enjoy my birthday present in my office!
The theme from Jaws fills the arena, followed almost as loudly by a sea of boos. The fans preemptively jeering the presence of the Golden Boy ‘Draco Lazarus.’ Stepping onto the ramp with his Golden Cane pointed toward the crowd. He stops in the center to do a spin move that would make Barry Sanders jealous. The shine of the Golden Cane spotlight his spotless, impeccable gold suit and tie combo. In his other hand is his most dangerous weapon, the microphone.
Draco: don’t care that I’m not officially on the roster. I already deserve more stage time than anyone on this roster. Jordan Sharpe trying to prove a point. Wasting my time on Gambit. He is lucky I even decided to join Prime.
Draco is not surprised but is annoyed as the break he has to take at the volume of fans booing.
Draco: Go ahead. Act like you don’t want me here. Where a loser like Jack Severn is chosen for the Legends of the Ring tournament over me. I got a joke for for you.
He starts pacing across the ramp with a mischievous smirk.
Draco: How many mediocre wrestlers does it take to build a House?
The crowd is waiting for a punchline. It doesn’t come because Draco is literally slapping his own knee, laughing. Then shoots a look that could inspire a Zoolander reboot.
Draco: I am a living legend. I have beaten active EWC legends, manipulated retired EWC legends, and Jordan Sharpe books me for a Gambit match.
Draco throws his arms up, shaking his head in disbelief.
Draco: This could have been the perfect return. Draco Lazarus winning the Showtime Broadcast Championship in his 2023 debut. But noooo
Jordan Sharpe let’s his ego get in the way.
The crowd again gives Draco the heel business. Just then, as Draco continues pacing the stage, a mixed reaction overrides the jeers as International champion King Flip appears via EXT. He's sitting in a locker room, suited up, a big smile on his face. Draco lifts his mic to say something and is cut off by the video.
King Flip: Good evening, Extreme Wrestling. I paid the sound guys to play this video automatically if Draco Lazarus was to find himself disturbing the crowd. So, I hope this finds all my Prime peons well.
Once again Draco is about to say something. This time, instead of the video interrupting him, it's Jamie Love, Callie Clark, and her bodyguard, Tori. They collide with him on all sides and take him to the floor after a flurry of blows. It seems like Lazarus has this, like he's going to be alright and fight back, but the numbers are quickly too much as both the Heat Packers and Next Level flood through the curtain to help their stablemates.
King Flip: Draco on the other hand, well... I'm sure he's having a good time.
Ever furious and relentless, Draco gets kicks and punches and eye gouges and fleeting headbutts in where he can, but seven on one is simply too overwhelming. Flip chuckles on the EXT.
King Flip: For those that aren't in the know? I'll make it brief. Last season, Draco Lazarus decided to put on a little gold mask. After which he strutted out and interrupted a match. A match between myself and new signee, Salvation. Not only did he interrupt my fucking match, he interrupted my ENTRANCE.
Flip takes a moment to calm down, rubbing his right hand and brandishing the new scar across it with a smile. Jamie Love is currently choking Lazarus out while the other six Housemates boot the tar out of him.
King Flip: If that wasn't embarrassing enough, hey, the man broke... my... fucking... hand. Now, usually, I'd be doing what you see before you myself. I'd choke you, I'd boot you, I'd do everything to make you pay. But then I thought to myself. I said, "self: this tie fire is on Prime of all shows. He makes in a year what you make in a quarter. Is it even worth it to demean the less fortunate like that?" I wrestled with this for several moments, Draco, it was a tough decision.
Draco, unconscious, is being drug down to the ring. He's tossed lifelessly into the steel steps and booted by Love and Tori while the other members begin pulling out weaponry from underneath the ring. They slide a table, a small bag, a bottle of lighter fluid, and a lighter into the ring. Meanwhile, up to on the ramp, Jack Severn and JoJo Rush make their presence known on stage.
King Flip: Y'see, Draco, this is it. You broke my hand and yet I still went on to wrestle at WrestleFest. Twice. And walked out with this...
Flip taps the International championship on his shoulder. Tori and Jamie slide Draco into the ring after Next Level and Heat Packers have the table set up, pouring the bag of thumbtacks and spewing the lighter fluid all over the top of the table. JoJo and Jack and walking down the rampway.
King Flip: So, you couldn't stop me with your big message. You proved to be nothing more than a speed bump and, while this won't leave a lasting injury with an even longer-lasting scar, Draco Lazarus, it should leave an imprint on that ego of yours. Have fun on Prime. Do what you please, but just know that as much as you may pity me?
The table goes up in flames. JoJo and Tori, who now stand next to one another inside the ring in front of a limp and bleeding Draco Lazarus, quickly power him into position. Double powerbomb through a flaming table laden with thumbtacks. Flip leans in.
King Flip: I don't think of you at all. Ladies and gentlemen, please, a round of applause for The House...
His laughter echoes throughout the arena with his sarcastic clapping as all eight members of The House stand proudly over a bloody, battered, and beaten down Draco Lazarus. The scene cuts away as the audience's cacophony of boos reaches its peak, the EXT has fired down, and the camera zooms in on the House congratulating themselves for a job well done.
Mason: Something needs to be done about The House!! They are out of control on this show!
Livingston: This IS their show, Eric! You'll see here in a few moments when Severn takes out Scorpio! Don't you know, The House Always Wins?
Mason: You sure that's not kool-aid you're drinking in that cup?
We go to ....
LEGEND OF THE RING TOURNAMENT
& FOR THE PRIME MINISTER NECKLACE
WENDY'S BACONATOR BOUNTY: SCORPIO
Jack Severn
Vs Scorpio
Match Writer: Chunks of Darna Dare
& FOR THE PRIME MINISTER NECKLACE
WENDY'S BACONATOR BOUNTY: SCORPIO
Jack Severn
Vs Scorpio
Match Writer: Chunks of Darna Dare
We open to ringside as the crowd are getting ready for the main event. They begin to make some noise as Crème de la Crème steps out from the back in a golden gown, raising her hand for silence. Some of the fans give boos to the drag queen manager whilst others settle down and eventually Crème raises her microphone.
Crème: Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone in between… please be upstanding for your Indy Champion and your Prime Minister… SCORPIO!
“Rule Britannia” hits the speakers as Scorpio steps out from the back in a Union Jack robe and his usual wrestling tights and Louboutin heels. The Indy Championship is glittering around his waist and the Prime Minister necklace sits around his throat. For the first time in years he actually garners some cheers from the fans, though most are still reserving judgement for the man who caused so much pain and chaos over the past three seasons. He smiles and raises an arm before walking down the ramp. One fan is holding a sign saying ‘The S-Factor is MY Prime Minister’ and Scorpio even takes a moment to slap hands with them. He reaches the ring and climbs in, taking a microphone from a stage hand.
Scorpio: Welcome to the State Opening of Prime-liament. Yes fair enough darlings it’s a marginally corny name I’ll give you that, but its contents won’t be. At the end of last season I began to look back at what I had become, what I had done, who I was…
He pauses briefly.
Scorpio: I truly believe I was pushed to become what I became. As much as the world will name me a conspiracy theorist and madman for blaming President Mac and the powers-that-be for influencing my career and trying to dampen my shine, I stand by the idea that they were behind a lot of this. However… I can hold my head up high and admit some of my mistakes. I let those thoughts consume me, I let myself become bitter and twisted and broken, and I let that cloud my judgement. It lead to me attacking people, doing whatever I could to get ahead and get the spotlight. I was desperate for attention and gold and success and I let myself become something I’m not proud of.
The crowd give some murmurs of appreciation and applause for Scorpio admitting his faults. By his side Crème offers a sympathetic hand on the shoulder.
Scorpio: At the end of last year I put this Prime Minister title on the line to prove myself as a fighter. I did it four times in a row and began to believe in myself again… the fifth time I defended this title I did so taking on perhaps the greatest Indy Champion of all time and I ended her historic reign. I stand before you now a Prime Minister and Indy Champion reborn… a man who knows his own worth… who knows he doesn’t need to go to the depraved depths to get what I want and form my legacy.
He holds his head high.
Scorpio: This is my sixteenth year in the business, I am not far off turning 40. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be putting in shifts between the ropes. Season 24 for me is about cementing that legacy, proving myself a Hall of Fame-worthy wrestler, and showing each and every one of those fuckers backstage JUST HOW IT IS DONE. One day soon these one-of-a-kind heeled Louboutin boots will be hung up and I want to go out knowing I was fabulous. So tonight I’ll defend this Prime Minister necklace for a sixth time, take one step further in the Legend of The Ring tournament and get myself closer to a second Undisputed Championship reign…
He smirks as he rests a hand on the Indy Championship on his waist.
Scorpio: … and whenever that two-bit wannabe bitch Callie Clark comes for this title I’ll be glad to shove a Louboutin down her throat and send her packing back to whatever cesspit she crawled out of.
This garners cheers from the crowd and Scorpio actually smiles. It’s probably the first time since 2019 that the fans have supported him over someone else. He nods his head.
Scorpio: Now… I’ve got a member of The House to kick seven shades of shit out of because fuck me there is NO way Jack Severn is your next Prime Minister. Shall we show him who the real Prime Time is, darlings?
Another cheer from the fans as Scorpio hands the microphone off and begins to get ready for the main event.
Mason: The S-Factor with an impassioned speech there, he really seems to be a different man!
Livingston: We’ll see how long this lasts especially if Jack Severn and The House have anything to say about it.
Mason: Well then, John, this is it, this is everything. In front of a packed California crowd of over 55 thousand EWC Fans it's time for the Legends of the Ring main event with the 'PRIME Minister' Necklace AND the Baconator Bounty on the line! 25 thousand dollars if Jack Severn wins, 50 thousand if our Indy Champion Scorpio takes the win!
Reid: The following contest is for one fall, and is a first round match in the LEGENDS OF THE RING tournament. Joining us , from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds ... JACK SEVERN!
'15 Minutes' by Shattered Skies hits as Jack walks down to the ring once the lyrics start, smiling with the utmost confidence in his face. He claps for himself, mocking the crowd, as he walks all the way down to commentary, asking them who they think is going to win, angrily throwing a water bottle when they don't answer. Once in the center of the ring, he relishes in the crowd's hatred, mocking them and their heroes. He leans up against the ropes with one foot on the middle rope, screaming maniacally at the hard camera about how he's going to win and step closer to his destiny. He throws off his jacket, fired up.
Livingston: At WrestleFest, that man killed Narumi Tsutsumi's iconic championship reign, and though he's been showing a new side of late, there's no question that Scorpio poses a very real and present threat to this entire tournament. Jack Severn's got his work cut out for him; he's gonna need every dirtytrick in the book tonight if he wants that Wendy's Baconator Bounty, and y'know, a shot at the Undisputed championship somewhere down the line...
Mason: Don't forget the--
Livingston: Prime Minister necklace? How could anyone!?
DING DING DING
It's like the bell hasn't even rung for Jack Severn, he's leaned in one corner still jacking his jaw at the fans as Scorpio comes rushing splendidly in, nailing a crunchy dropkick that bounces Severn off the turnbuckle. With flawless ease, the Indy Champion catches the rebounding man, spins him around, and drives him into the canvas with a Ranhei! FUCK YOU, EUROPE! With Severn tightly bundled, Scorpio looks to put him away in short order.
ONE...
TWO...
KICKOUT!
The near-fall has Severn wide-eyed as he breaks free and stumbles to his feet, already running into the opposite corner like his ass is on fire. Scorpio slides onto his ostentatious heels, making a show of examining his nails as Jack slips to the outside of the ring and momentarily vanishes from view. The Prime Minister narrows his eyes, glancing around warily, turning a slow circle around the outside - and not quite turning in time to see Severn before he slides back into the ring, seizing a waistlock on the champion, who's able to stomp a foot and go-behind, reversing the hold. Severn strains for the top rope, seizing a grip and forcing Scorpio to stumble in after him, driving a back headbutt to the nose--
--the crowd 'oooooh' in sympathy for Scorpio's beautiful face--
--and then twisting out of his grip to hit a Codebreaker!
The S-Factor swears profusely as he clambers to his feet, moving a hand to check on his impacted cartilage but immediately nailed with a stiff jab, then a Saito suplex that turns him inside out! Jack Severn laughs as he sits up, throwing his hands up to the crowd - who boo obligingly, as he asks the unspoken question, 'Is this it? Is this your champion?'
Mason: I'm certainly not the first to say it, but Severn's arrogance is going to be the death of him.
Livingston: For once we agree; he should be pressing this advantage! There's too much at stake!
Indeed, 'Prime Time' doesn't seem in too much of a hurry to keep the Prime Minister down, Scorpio pulling himself upright in the corner well before Jack's done cajoling the crowd. He adjusts his kneepad, winking at the front row before he rushes in - straight into a superkick that misses by inches as he puts on the brakes and throws himself against the ropes, using the extra momentum to twist into a superkick of his own! Showing brilliant ingenuity, the Indy Champion blocks the return blow, captures the leg and swings Severn through a right angle into the next set of ropes; and keeps on spinning as his opponent rebounds, catching him with a snap suplex, and following up with an explosive standing moonsault before Jack can recover his senses! There's a huge pop as he covers!
ONE...
TWO...
KICKOUT!
Smiling ruefully, Scorpio slips away to the corner, and takes a breath, allowing Severn to clamber upright. When he rushes in again, it's with a probing low kick that Jack barely checks, finally starting to look flustered as he barely jukes away from a follow-up axe kick. He steps into its wake, rip-chording a knife edge chop into the Prime Minister's chest, and then seizes a grapple-- that's handily countered into an Irish whip. Scorpio's on him like white on rice, the two criss-crossing as the Prime Minister leapfrogs, then rolls back for a monkey flip that Severn dives over, turning to go for another codebreaker but flopping onto his back as Scorpio whirls away. Springing toward the top rope, Scorpio kicks off into a beautifully-angled moonsault, and goes for the cover only to get shoved off!
With the pace not favoring him, Severn strives to crawl away, scrambling toward the apron on all fours-- but Scorpio pounces, and pulls him to his feet, hooking him up for a DDT that's smartly countered by a blind rake across the eyes. The official barks a warning to Severn, who plays innocent, gesticulating that he couldn't see as he's pulled away from the frustrated Prime Minister. Scorpio attempts to press the attack, and collides with the ref!
Mason: Jack Severn did all of that on purpose!
Livingston: Duh. Who wouldn't, with this much on the line?
The veteran refuses to get distracted by this breakdown in the match, but Severn is ever the opportunist, sweeping in to take the advantage with a spinning backfirst that rocks the champion! Scorpio staggers in a semi-circle, walking right into a blatant low blow from his grinning opponent, who basks in the jeers of the crowd as the Prime Minister sinks to his knees, eyes bugging out and painted lips curled in pain and disgust. Clambering to the top rope, Jack puts a hand to his ear, and the booing only gets louder. With a Cheshire grin, he points toward the stage, where a pair of figures emerge, making their way down to the ring.
Mason: Is that the Heat Packers? What the hell are they doing here?
Livingston: Oh, I think you know. It's time for Severn to press the advantage. If you don't like it, you shouldn't have put a Baconator Bounty on it. The House always wins, partner!
They're cut off by Crème de la Crème, but the pair of southern bruises come ready, and a frantic strike battle sees them overpower Scorpio's confidante, hurling her into the corner before turning their eyes to the ring.
Working together, Dynamite Dan and Beautiful Brodie drag the senseless official out and bundle him into a rolling chair, laughing it up as they whip the chair up the ramp onto the stage. Jack Severn laughs along with them, gives a wild whoop, and hops down from the corner, taking his sweet time in pulling Scorpio upright with a few slaps to the head. Gritting his teeth, the Prime Minister attempts to fire back, but his blow is blocked and he's whipped into the ropes. Before he can rebound, Severn rushes in with a lariat that carries them both over the top to the outside!
Both land on their feet, but Scorpio is immediately seized by Dan Funk, who hauls him up for a delayed suplex - as Brodie Dawson slides onto the apron, and Severn busies himself pulling back a section of matting. Beautiful Brodie springboards into a twisting splash from the top rope, just as Funk falls backwards, driving Scorpio down with authority onto the exposed floor; sandwiched between the unyielding concrete and Dynamite Dan! Jack Severn is beside himself, strutting for the appalled fans at ringside, reaching over to slap the soda from a frowning child's hand.
The Heat Packers can't resist joining the festivities, yucking it up like a pair of school bullies, and in the process failing to keep their eyes on the stirring Scorpio. The S-Factor can barely stand - but barely is enough. Jack Severn's the first to spot him, crying out at his cronies, who turn around just in time for Dawson to eat a spinning heel kick, Scorpio twisting to face Dan Funk; who, one-on-one, panics, and throws a wild haymaker that sees him countered with a brisk headscissor takedown. He falls forward into the clutches of a recovered Crème, who gives him a rough belly-to-belly into the barricade, getting an ovation from the assembled fans!
Mason: We've lost all sense of order here, but the Prime Minister is dealing with the massive disadvantage he's been presented with. It seems the House didn't come prepared for Crème de la Crème!
Severn is enraged, rushing Scorpio with a crossbody, tumbling off to come face-to-face with Crème, who pouts a sultry 'hi' before shooting for an arm wringer, twisting Severn around. He slaps at this shoulder to relieve the pain, rolls through, then drops low and hauls the drag queen up onto his shoulders. Scorpio is up, but Jack's already dashing around the outside with a sick look on his face, going from a run to a Death Valley Driver, driving Crème skull-first into the edge of the apron with a terrible impact!
Livingston: She might be dead!!
Mason: This is way too much, we need a medic out here! And an official!
The S-Factor is too late to stop it, but not too late to seize the upper hand on Jack Severn, flying in with a storm of kicks, then hitting a corkscrew neck breaker ACROSS THE BARRICADE! It's Severn's turn for a sickening impact, the Heat Packers utterly failing to intervene as Scorpio starts to pick him up and bundle him beneath the bottom rope. He slides back into the ring, but finds that ring surrounded as Dan and Brodie clamber onto opposite sides of the apron. Puffing out his cheeks, looking about done with this utter nonsense, Scorpio looks to the stage - where a replacement official comes scampering out, only to immediately EAT SHIT as a heavy, rocker-styled boot intercepts his ankle.
Standing there, folding her arms with a shit-eating grin, is Callie Clark's enforcer - Tori.
Mason: This is beyond ridiculous. Someone please call for a disqualification!
Livingston: Who are they going to disqualify? Tori's not a legal competitor.
Growling in frustration, Scorpio shoots a ping-pong warning glare to the Heat Packers, dragging the half-senseless Severn around like an ungainly shield, before planting him with a rapid-fire AGR! His actual opponent may be down and out, but with the second official also down, face-first on the ramp, out come two more figures, to another explosively-disgusted response from the crowd. Trash is raining down from all corners, as the surrounded Scorpio finds himself prey to not only the Heat Packers - but the newest additions to the House, Next Level!
Mark Paulson & Brian Knight stomp their feet and clap their hands, inciting the crowd before they run toward the ring and slide in, cutting off whatever the Heat Packers had planned in favor of swarming the outnumbered Scorpio with a kick-storm of their own. The Indy Champion fights back viciously, actually managing to sweep Knight's leg from under him, but turning toward a ready Paulson who charges in as his downed partner executes a sweep from down south, hitting a Total Elimination!
The Heat Packers interject, getting up in Next Level's business and barking instructions that get received with a bristle by the younger team. They come to some agreement, however, Dan and Brodie bundling Scorpio out of the ring as Mark Paulson goes to check on Jack Severn. Brian Knight meanwhile moves to the ropes, bracing himself as the Heat Packets set Scorpio up a second time over the exposed matting outside; this time in position for a piledriver.
Knight slings himself up top, and launches in a spectacular split-jump--
--just as a desperately-kicking Scorpio manages to flip out of his predicament, reversing position with Brodie Dawson, who barely has time to cry out in shock before HE'S driven skull-first into the floor by Brian Knight!
Livingston: Oh, yikes! That's not gonna make the boss man happy!
Mason: A veteran move from Scorpio, and a dire miscommunication by these two teams - the House are a man down, and I'm receiving word that we've found a third official. We WILL bring a fair finish to this main event!
Tori's not expecting the 5'2" substitute referee who comes tearing out of the back, but moves to cut him off with a sneer, her imposing bulk putting a stop to his efforts to reach the ring. At ringside, Scorpio is meanwhile dropping first Dan Funk, then Brian Knight with a pair of HEEL TURNS, his Louboutin heel impacting the jaw of both men and leaving them down for at least some kind of count. Jack Severn snaps at a dithering Mark Paulson, who moves to intercept the S-Factor as he slides into the ring, breathing hard and fast - clearly hurt, but FOCUSED.
Paulson rushes in, hits a couple of forearms, then is back-bodied over the top rope. He lands, and throws a kick that impacts the back of Scorpio's head, staggering him into the clutches of a predatory Jack Severn. He hooks the leg, pulls Scorpio up into position and brings him crashing down with the CATALYST CRUSHER!!
But there's no official in place to make the count. Severn looks to the ramp, starting to panic.
And Tori is suddenly yanked backwards, into the unforgiving clutches of "The Last Temptation" Dalilah Ashe! The beefy enforcer is caught offguard, and two knees meet her spine before she can process what's happening! BRUTUS BLADE!!
Scorpio's still down, but the official rushes to the ring closely followed by the briskly sashaying Ashe, who blows a kiss to the downed gentlemen outside before sweeping Mark Paulson off the apron into a second BRUTUS BLADE! Both teams are down on the outside, as Severn straightens up from adjusting his kneepad with a thousand yard stare. Scorpio stirs, and Jack Severn hops impatiently, circling him, keeping half an eye on the presence of Dalilah Ashe. Ready to charge.
The Prime Minister pushes himself to all fours, his meticulously-outlined gaze settling on the incoming knee of the Catalyst as his opponent, having stacked every possible obstacle in his path, brings his loaded kneepad to bear.
The roof of the arena practically ruptures as the crowd explodes at the impact!
Mason: AGR! Out of nowhere, Jack Severn is DOWN!
Driving the leader of the House into the canvas, Scorpio gasps for air and floats into cover, locking eyes with Dalilah Ashe on the outside as the third, diminutive referee falls into place for the count.
ONE...
TWO...
TH-REE!!!!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... SCORPIO!!!The match has been messy, and the aftermath is no better; Scorpio is too wise to stick around, going from the pin to a deft tumble beneath the bottom rope, limping around the outside to join his erstwhile crony Ashe, who tosses him an enigmatic smirk as she works to present a barrier between the victorious Prime Minister and the two tag teams looking to keep them from reaching the back. Over on the other side, Crème is wisely making her own retreat through the crowd, as the S-Factor retrieves his title and necklace, and hurries up the ramp with the Last Temptation. Tori meets them halfway, muttering a warning as she stands aside to let them pass, before heading down to join her Housemates, surrounding the ring imposingly as Jack Severn clambers upright, glaring daggers at his retreating opponent.
Mason: With the Wendy's Baconator Bounty on his head, with the Prime Minister necklace stake, and now one step closer to a shot at Melody Malone's Undisputed championship, the S-Factor, Scorpio has SURVIVED the gauntlet presented by Jack Severn and The House! He will go on to face Narumi Tsutsumi in round two of the Legends of the Ring tournament!
Livingston: He got by with a little help from his own friends, but he-- he did it, against all the odds. Whichever way you slice it, whatever way he decides he's going to swing, Scorpio is our Indy Champion for a reason. But he'd better keep running - and so had Dalilah Ashe, who's just painted a huge target on her own back. The House always wins; if not today, they'll find a way tomorrow. Scorpio's little gang might have started a war they're not ready for.
Mason: We are out of time ladies and gentlemen, we thank you for joining us here on the PRIME Season Premiere on AMC PLUS! We promise you a great main event, an EXPLOSIVE Main event when we hit Halifax, Nova Scotia! Narumi Tsutsumi vs Scorpio: THE REMATCH in the Legends of the Ring tournament! For everyone here on the blue brand, including my broadcast partner John Livingston, I am Eric Mason and we will see you next time, on the indies!
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Callie Clark
Candy
Gabrielle Visconty
Alyson Cross
Scorpio
Shiori Saten
The House
Shinijoshi
Draco Lazarus
King Flip
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RECAP OF WINNERS
WELCOME TO PRIME
Shooter Landell Vs Sunny Skye
WINNER(S): Sunny Skye
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SINGLES CONTEST
Yoshiharu Kubo Vs Amber Lisa Hall
WINNER(S): Amber Lisa Hall
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NO HOLDS BARRED
NEVAEH Vs Jojo Rush
WINNER(S): NEVAEH
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AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP: TLC
Alyson Cross Vs Callie Clark (C)
WINNER(S): Callie Clark (STILL AMC Broadcast Champion)
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LOTR TOURNAMENT
Narumi Tsutsumi Vs Headhuntress Aiya
WINNER(S): Narumi Tsutsumi
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LOTR TOURNAMENT + PRIME MINISTER NECKLACE
Jack Severn Vs Scorpio
WINNER(S): Scorpio
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Narumi Tsutsumi Vs Headhuntress Aiya
($10K Each)
Scorpio
($15K)
Scorpio - Bounty Evaded
($50K)
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