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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #123
PRIME AT SEA
JULY 7TH 2024
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from the Icon of the Seas
PRIME
EPISODE #123
PRIME AT SEA
JULY 7TH 2024
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from the Icon of the Seas
EWC PRIME
General Manager: Jordan Freaking Sharpe
Commentators: Eric Mason & John Livingston
Announcer: Quinn Stone
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Other Referees: Stefan Elliot & Jessika Smalls
Backstage Interviewer: "Respectable" Joe Danes
We open on endless blue, gently rolling waves as the camera rushes by them at an impressive speed. It slowly swings up to the side to show the Icon of the Seas anchored in the distance, and getting steadily closer… but if we’re not on the Icon, where are we?
The cameras switch to one aboard the Icon as its many passengers rush to the side with excited whispers, pointing out to see and raising their own cameras to capture the magnificent sight of the emerald galleon approaching at a steady speed, beige sails billowing. As it drew closer, a loud yet incomprehensible roaring command carried over the air, and the sails were raised as the massive ship glided smoothly to one side until it was parallel to the Icon, the loud clanking and splash of an anchor dropped to the depths below locking it in place beside the stationary modern cruise ship.
The camera pushes through the crowd to the Icon’s railings, where it looks over in time to see a gangplank extending from the smaller ship to the cruise ship’s boarding gate several decks below. We switch cameras back again to the one aboard the ship as its first passenger prepares to step foot on the icon of the Seas…
Severn: Y’know, when you first reached out to give me a ride, I figured it was some sort of trap… But I’ll be real, pirate ships are kinda sick as fuck.
He looks back over his shoulder as the camera sweeps back to take in the large figure of Captain Morgan Darkwater, dressed to the nines in his full crimson pirate garb, his broad arms crossed over his barreled chest. He’s regarding Jack carefully, then finally shrugs his shoulders.
Darkwater: I’ll admit, th’ temptation was there e’ery time we passed a remote island, cut off from society… But nay, I like to think me’self a good judge of character, an’ ye seem t’be genuinely tryin’ to be a better man. Th’ Insanity Cage were proof enough of that, ye paid yer blood debt to th’ Captain… fer now.
He reaches out to plant a large hand on Jack’s shoulder, stopping the man from fully disembarking.
Darkwater: But I warn ye, if this be just another of yer big, elaborate ruses, there will be hell to pay… Th’ Captain isn’t th’ only one who hates bein’ made a fool of, Severn.
Jack shoves away from Darkwater, meeting his steely gaze.
Severn: Listen, just because I accepted your invite for a boat ride doesn’t mean I’m suddenly all buddy-buddy with you. I’ll be happy to cheer on JoJo when he comes back and whoops your breeches-wearing ass for that Hardcore Championship. But after my last two matches with you? Let’s just say I’m not in the business of doing that again. So you stay in your business, and I stay in mine, got it?
Darkwater: An’ here I was, about to insert me’self as yer Special Referee…
Jack starts to make his way off the ship… only to turn back one more time.
Severn: But seriously, thanks. I needed some time away from Alastor… he’s been pushing me so much lately and I just can’t seem to make him happy, no matter what I do. It was good to just get away from the noise for a bit. So you can expect those stolen championships of yours back soon. Never did get to melting them down into anal beads…
The Captain’s nose wrinkles in visible disgust at the mental image that conjures up, and shakes it off.
Darkwater: Charmin’... an’ I wasn’t talkin’ entirely about me. Like I said, I consider our little dispute settled until such a time as it isn’t… but I’m far from the only person ye screwed with, Severn. Ye have a lot more enemies out there, an’ not all of them be as fer’givin’ as th’ Captain… just look at th’ state of yer own House fer starters, with Goldworthy… an’ who’s to say Rush will be comin’ back on yer side? Ye saw how he’s been actin’, same as e’eryone else – that man’s head be short a few screws, an’ make nay mistake. When he comes back, he’s out to fer blood, sure, an’ to right wrongs… but who’s t’say he hasn’t realised ye wronged him, too, after all this time…?
Jack stops to consider this, but quickly shakes his head.
Severn: The House is fine. I just need to correct one piece of the puzzle.
Jack grits his teeth.
Severn: One… smug… Dimitri Graves-managed piece of the puzzle…
Jack points a finger towards Darkwater’s beefy chest.
Severn: Don’t go spreading rumors that I’m some “nice guy” now, alright? This was a one-time thing that I’m gonna need to be hush-hush. If anybody asks… say you kidnapped me or something. I don’t need everybody thinking I’m gonna start holding hands and singing kumbaya. ESPECIALLY not tonight. Now excuse me while I go and do what I do best, and that’s kill the competition.
Before Jack can fully disembark again, he notices a cameraman on a lifeboat beside them.
Severn: Is that live?
Jack sighs and walks onto the Icon as the Captain bellows with laughter, and the camera cuts.
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 EXT cycles through Prime's roster. Harper Mason, The House Hunters, Terry Kilgore & Yoshiharu Kubo, Bruce Booth, Hugo Goodman, Marquis Hathaway, Callum MacBeth, Divewire, Mark Keaton & Morden Crypt, Dalilah Ashe,"Headhuntress" Aiya, Saidie Sharpe, Sunny Skye, The Heat Packers, Aeon Khronos, NEVAEH, Candy, Narumi Tsutsumi, Callie Clark, Sally Talfourd, and the Indy Champion Jack Severn 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 ..
SOMEWHERE BEYOND THE SEA...
...THIS PRIME'S WAITING FOR ME
3-WAYS ARE THE ONLY WAY
LIKE A PRIME OVER TROUBLED WATERS
I'M SWEET ON SOME CHAMPIONSHIP CANDY
CAN THE HOUSE STAY AFLOAT?
The camera centers on ringside on one of the levels of the Icon of the Seas, fans stand up, pumping their fists and cheering. One last round of LED lights blast out now, and we turn our attention to Eric Mason and John Livingston ..
Mason: Hello everyone and welcome to PRIME At Sea! I'm Eric Mason alongside John Livingston, and we're in for a night of not-so-smooth sailin' from the Icon of the Seas for PRIME action!
Livingston: Some big matches ahead of us tonight Eric, from Terry Kilgore taking on Nomad Ryder to Bruce Booth, Divewire, and Raymond Wagner Jr. facing off in a triple threat contest...followed by a 3-way hardcore bout between ZERO, Dalilah Ashee, and Narumi Tsutsumi!
Mason: Three appears to be the magic number tonight as we also have a triple threat tag team match that sees Aeon Khronos and Phoenix Winterborn once again team up, this time facing Young Justice and former EWC Tag Team Champions in the Silent Discotecnicos!
Livingston: Absolute insanity here, and it all culminates in a Troubled Waters match for the Indy Championship! Jack Severn managed to escape the Elimination Chamber at World Wide VI, but the announcement was made that Candy had earned her shot one-on-one with Severn...going so far as to reach out to get this stipulation added!
Mason: A fair bit of controversy with this one, as the match will only end after someone's been pinned AND sent overboard, crashing into the sea!
Livingston: A crazy match to bring a wild night to a close, for sure! I dunno about you Eric, but I'm all geared up for tonight!
Mason: Agreed, and so we will come back after this EWCTV commercial to kick off the in-ring action on PRIME At Sea!
John gives Eric a huge pat on the back as we fade to the EWCTV commercial
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We see Joe Danes backstage, microphone in hand.
Danes: Please welcome my guests at this time, The EWC Tag Team Champions, The Heat Packers!
Dan Funk and Brodie Dawson step into frame, holding their tag titles over their shoulders and grinning from ear to ear.
Danes: Congratulations on the successful defense against 3pAC-
Dawson: -Third win over them, mind you.
Danes: Yes, right. So with Night of Champions in the rearview mirror, what's next for the EWC Tag Team Champions?
Dan leans into the mic, pointing a finger to the camera.
Funk: Well I'll tell ya! We're done with 3pAC! If they want another shot at us, they better work their asses off to get it, because as far as we're concerned? They're at the back of the line, behind even No Regerts! There will NEVER be a day that 3pAC is better than us.
Brodie pats Dan on the shoulder and allows him to calm down.
Dawson: But enough about those losers. We're looking ahead! We've talked to EWC management, and with Eleos Affect still on the shelf, we've penciled in Parabellum as our next title defense. Now, we know that the previous drought of defenses was absolutely unacceptable, so as your forever champs, we have an idea that will make up for the past four months.
Dan rubs his hands together.
Funk: That's right! At Parabellum, we want to represent Prime against ALL main roster brands! We want a fatal four way tag title match featuring teams from Paramount, Rampage, AND Brawl!
Dawson: And at Parabellum, we will prove that as long as we hold these championships, Prime is the TRUE home of tag team wrestling here in the EWC!
The Heat Packers clink their titles together.
Funk: Top guys, out!
Mason: Our opening contest here on the main deck of the Icon of the Seas is one fall to a finish between two residents of the Golden State, Terry Kilgore and Nomad Ryder.
Stone: Joining us first, from San Fernando, California, weighing in at 200 pounds... The Sensei... TERRY KILGORE!
'Burning Heart' by Survivor, from the Rocky IV Soundtrack blasts across the boat. Terry Kilgore comes out and bows down on the ramp before walking to the ring. He walks with a determined look as he sets his eyes on the ring only. Terry Kilgore goes to the ring and doing a bit of warming up for a few seconds before his opponent appears.
Stone: And his opponent, from Sacramento California, weighing in at 195 pounds... NOMAD RYDER!
"Superhero" by Metro Boomin plays Ryder out onto the deck. He comes out immediately as his music hits in his ring attire plus his jacket (but no shirt under to show off his abs of steel) and glasses. He does his cool guy walk all the way down the ring whilst talking to the audience members. He does not move fast or too slow he takes just the right amount of time. When he gets in the ring he gets to the top rope and throws off his glasses. Then he gets down goes to the other side and throws his jacket. He is now ready to fight.
DING DING DING
The Sensei bows to his opponent, which Ryder finds funny. Squaring off in the center of the ring, they spar back and forth during the feeling out process. Kilgore hits a shin kick. Ryder lands a palm strike. Terry delivers a Knife-Edge Chop. Nomad comes back with a European Uppercut. They lock up in a collar and elbow tie up.
Kilgore takes head control by snatching a side headlock that he turns into a Judo throw. Taking a few steps back he employs a little Black Magic, faking a Shining Wizard, but instead throwing a Reverse Roundhouse kick right at Ryder's head.
Ryder dodges the contact, barrel rolling under Kilgore's leg, before springing up into an Enzuigiri. Terry is knocked off balance, allowing Ryder to take wrist control. Nomad whips Kilgore into the ropes, before running the ropes himself, coming back with a Sling Blade.
Ryder lands a Superkick to the side of Kilgore's face, before going up top to try to end the match early. He hits a beautifully executed Frog Splash for the pin.
One!
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Kickout!!
Mason: Ryder fails to hook the leg, allowing for a quick kickout.
Livingston: That's an overconfident mistake that I bet he won't make again.
Ryder picks Kilgore up, whipping him into the ropes, before catching him with a Pele Kick that sends Terry tumbling out to the floor. Heading to the top rope Ryder looks to land the Nomad Missile dropkick.
But Kilgore recovers in time to be ready for the move, so he changes his plan, adjusting in midair to turn it into a Hurricanrana. As they both land in a heap at ringside the referee begins her ten count:
One...
Two...
Three...
Back on the ground Ryder goes for the Stargazer Curb Stomp, but Kilgore catches his leg, using a Dragon Skrew leg whip to take him to his knees.
Four...
Five...
Six...
Finding solid footing, Terry hits a Krush Kombo: Two shots to his opponent's chest, followed by a roundhouse kick to his head. Ryder goes down and Kilgore uses a Soccer Style kick to keep him horizontal.
Seven...
Eight...
Terry rolls Ryder back into the ring in time to beat the count. Lifting Nomad up, Kilgore hits a cross leg fisherman's suplex onto his knee. He goes for the cover.
One!
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Two!!
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Kickout!!!
Mason: Close call here but Nomad's still got some fight in him!
Livingston: Terry's gonna have to really pull out all the stops, here!
Locking in a Full Nelson, Kilgore pulls Ryder up, hitting a Dragon Suplex. Letting Nomad get to his feet, Terry Springboards into a Stunner.
But Ryder catches him with a Backstabber instead. Picking him up, Ryder plants Kilgore with a Killswitch, before he goes for the fall. This time he hooks the leg.
One!
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Two!!
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Kickout!!!
Mason: One leg just wasn't enough to keep The Sensei down.
Livingston: But it did get Nomad one second closer to a victory.
Standing up Ryder stomps on Terry's back and neck. He ends the attack at Kilgore's head with the Stargazer stomp.
Still unsatisfied with the damage he's done, Nomad climbs to the top rope, coming down with a StarRyde Super Curb Stomp off the turnbuckles. But his foot makes solid contact with nothing but the canvas as Kilgore avoids the killing blow. With a shout Ryder goes down to a knee, grabbing his ankle in pain.
Terry measures him up from across the ring. Coming at a run, he lands the Boma Ye knee strike, knocking Nomad for a loop. Kilgore rolls him up as Referee Jessika Smalls counts the fall.
One!
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Two!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Stone: And your winner, via pinfall ... TERRY KILGORE!!!Mason: In the battle between these two California boys the karate kid managed to come out the winner.
Livingston: And he didn't even have to sweep the leg to win the victory.
Terry Kilgore again bows respectfully to his opponent. This time Ryder responds with far less humor, flipping him off, before limping up the ramp with none of his original swagger.
Mason: What a match to kick things off, and Terry Kilgore looks to be back in ship shape!
Livingston: Aha, a ship pun...I love it. Speaking of, let's steer our way backstage to hear from a pair of our competitors for the next match!
The camera cuts to ...
Backstage, we find the Silent Discotecnicos preparing for tonight's Tag-Team Triple-Threat in the company of a smattering of other Familia Volando members.
El Pablo: I’m telling you guys, I’m fine! This is all just precautionary…
His father Chico and cousin Verana share a look; it's pretty clear that the Technicolour Tecnico is not, in fact, fine; the effects of his horrendous fall towards the end of the Insanity Cage at Night of Champions clearly visible in the deep bruises poking out from beneath the substantial bandages that wrap around much of his midsection and ribcage, and the sling that supports his right arm as it hangs in front of his chest.
Voltro Volando: ↯DIAGNOSIS: CURRENT STATUS LEVELS AT APPROXIMATELY 70%↯
From his seat on the bench, Pablo turns to be momentarily dazzled by the blue light beaming in his face from the extended wrist of his ‘robot’ cousin.
El Pablo: Yeah, thanks man…why’re you here, again?
Chico Volando: Never mind that-
Pablo's father waves away his eldest son’s suspicion, as his youngest one steps up to join them.
Chico Volando: -Look, this is a big opportunity for the two of you - a big week! - and, if you’re really sure you wanna go out there and do this tonight, I’ll fully support you…but you need to be smart, okay? Use each other; conserve your energy; let the opposition and the chaos come to you!
El Pablo: What makes you think I dunno how to wrestle sm-AHHH!
Pablo's protestations are cut suddenly short by Verana poking him in his battered ribs.
El Pablo: …Why!?
Verana: Trust me, Primo; you don't wanna die on that hill. Again.
Verana smirks, though, behind his multicoloured mask, her cousin only rolls his eyes before looking to his brother.
El Pablo: Look, I’m telling you; we’ve got this! Aeon and Phoenix may fancy their ‘age and experience' to carry them towards the golden shores of Tag-Team Champion contendership, and the Young Justice girls may be…super-good at pirate accents…
He shrugs.
El Pablo: …but, even with half the manpower of the rest of them-
Verana: And half the brain…
El Pablo: -we’ve still got 141⅔ more experience of being champions…of being at the very top of this division and this industry! It's that that's ultimately gonna carry us to victory here tonight…that's gonna leave at least one of Aeon, Cassie, Harper and Phoenix feeling the full force of Icarus’ Rainbowlution Over the Rainbow, and that's gonna show every single person aboard this bitchin’ boat tonight…
Standing to his feet, Pablo pointedly - if tentatively - removes the sling from his arm before holding his fist out in front of him.
El Pablo: …that this Silent Discotechnicoloured ship ain't sunk yet.
Nijiiro no kakumei banzai.
V-
Voltro Volando: ↯LONG LIVE THE RAINBOW-COLOURED REVOLUTION↯
As Pablo can't help but chuckle at his cousin's interjection, the members of La Familia Volando (gently) bump fists as the camera cuts to the next exciting slice of EWC action!
Backstage, Jack Severn enters The House locker room. He immediately smiles when he sees Bruce Booth in the corner, lacing up his boots.
Severn: Disgusting Brother! How's it hangin'?
Booth: Can you not call me th-
The two are interrupted by Alastor Gray walking into the room, and rage fills his eyes the second he sees Jack.
Gray: Why didn't you board the cruise with me?! I was thinking you were going to no show this whole time!
Jack hangs his head low.
Gray: Well whatever it was, I'm glad you're here now. We've got some strategy to discuss.
Alastor raises an eyebrow at Bruce.
Booth: What?
Gray: Don't you have a match to get to?
Bruce rolls his eyes and stands up, grabbing his Primetime Briefcase. Jack eyes it suspiciously.
Booth: Look, if I was going to cash in on you, I would've done so already. We're good, okay?
Bruce turns to Alastor.
Booth: And for the last time, I've got nothin' to do with what my Cuz' and Dimitri are doing. I'm House, through and through.
Bruce looks at Jack again.
Booth: Which means I'm here for all of you. 'Kay?
Alastor and Jack leave Bruce in silence, so Bruce just shakes his head and walks out to get to his match.
TRIPLE THREAT CONTEST
Bruce Booth
Vs Divewire
Vs Raymond Wagner Jr.
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
Bruce Booth
Vs Divewire
Vs Raymond Wagner Jr.
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
Stone: The following match, set for one fall, is a Triple Threat Match. Joining us first, from the Hollywood Hills of Los Angeles, California and weighing in at 220 pounds... BRUCE BOOTH!
As 'Burn In My Light''s unmistakable intro sounds throughout the venue, the fans turn their head toward the entranceway, and out comes the superstar (at least in his own mind) with chiseled supermodel looks (at least in his own mind) and a superhero body (at least in his own mind), who stops a few feet out from the curtain. Without hesitating, he throws his arms up in the air and holds his chin high, posturing tall as gold pyro rains behind him, painting an image of an undeniable sensation. Letting it breathe for a few seconds, Bruce then takes to the ring, his eyes shooting to a few fans offering their thoughts of him in the form of obscene finger gestures and even worse comments-- but he does his best to pay it no mind. As Booth heads in, he ascends the second turnbuckle and raises his arms once again- this time in a slow, graceful motion, almost like a shot straight out of a movie. He closes his eyes, living in the moment, instead of having to look at the fans, and steps down from the second rope, but never quite leaves that moment of self-absorption, as his music is cut off.
Stone: And the opponents, first from Albany,New York and weighing in at 235 pounds... RAYMOND WAGNER JR!
Raymond comes through the curtain and does a lat spread as Barbara Mae stands beside him. After about fifteen seconds they walk down to the ring together where Barbara stands in the corner and Raymond steps into the ring where he does another lat spread.
Stone: And finally….
'Pump It Up' by Joe Budden hits the speakers. The place comes alive! Divewire steps onto the stage with a smile. He motions for the audience to...
Divewire: Get up!
...Well, you heard him!
Stone: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada... weighing 197 pounds... The Gravity Neutralizer... DIVEWIRE!!!!
He makes his way to the ring and rolls in under the bottom rope. He runs over to a corner and steps onto the middle rope, resting his other foot on the top rope. He cannot contain his smile as the crowd’s energy moves him
DING DING DING
Divewire charge at Booth who counters with a back body drop. Divewire gets to his feet Divewire gets to his feet but Booth pops himi to a stun gun before dumping Divewire over the top rope to the floor. Booth charges at Wagner but Wagner ducks and catches Booth with a knife edge chop across the chest. Wagner whips Booth hard across the ring into the corner. Booth rebounds from the corner into a back elbow. Wagner slips to the middle turnbuckle and drops down with a double axe handle. He makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Booth pushes his way free breaking the count. Wagner gets to his feet but Divewire flies in hitting a missile dropkick. Both get to their feet where Divewire smacks Wagner with a forearm to the jaw that staggers him against the ropes. Divewire whips Wagner off the ropes but Wagner reverses sending Divewire toward them. Divewire leaps into the ropes and handsprings back driving Wagner down with a cutter. Divewire rolls him over and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Wagner manage to lift his arm into the air to break the count. Divewire gets to his feet but turns around into a discus lariat from Booth that drops him to the mat. Booth makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Wagner grabs Booth and drags him off breaking the count.
Mason: So close there!
Livingston: Most likely Divewire would have kicked out there however there is also a third man in these matches. Sometimes they can be a help or a hindrance depending on where you are.
Wagner and Booth get to their feet and argue over the last ‘kick out’. Divewire gets to his feet and dropkicks Wagner into Booth into the corner. Booth staggers out of the corner where Divewire grabs him and snapmares Booth to the mat. Divewire leaps to the top turnbuckle and drops back at Booth hitting Landfall. He hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Wagner dives in breaking the count. Wagner pulls Divewire to his feet and brings him crashing back to the mat with a Side Russian Leg Sweep. Wagner hooks the leg as he makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Booth throws himself at Wagner breaking the count. Both get to their feet and again they argue. Booth grabs Wagner and tosses him through the ropes before dragging Wagner back into the ring and dropping him with a Hangman’s DDT. He makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Divewire pulls at Booth’s ankles to break the count.
Mason: Multi man problem rears it’s ugly head again! Just when the win is in the palm of your hand, there’s someone like Divewire to pull it from your ankles!
Livingston: I may be in the minority, but seeing how they combat that, or at least try to, is my favorite part of a match like this!
Booth gets to his feet and batters Divewire with right hands as Divewire remains seated. Booth drags Divewire to his feet but Wagner grabs Divewire and drives him to the mat with a Belly To Belly Suplex. Before Wagner can do anything with Divewire, Booth grabs him and drives him down with a Director’s Cut that brings him crashing down onto Divewire. Booth shoves Wagner from the ring and covers Divewire. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Stone: And your winner, via pinfall... BRUCE BOOTH!!!Mason: That’s how you do it! Bruce Booth manages to solve the third man problem and walks away with the victory here.
Livingston: Both Raymond Wagner and Divewire had opportunities to win this. Any other day they would have. If this gets a rematch, I want to be at ringside to call it.
Booth ascends the second turnbuckle and raises his arms once again- this time in a slow, graceful motion, almost like a shot straight out of a movie. He closes his eyes, living in the moment, instead of having to look at the fans, and steps down from the second rope, but never quite leaves that moment of self-absorption
Mason: Bruce Booth once again proving himself, and I can't help but wonder if he's keeping his eye on the main event between Jack Severn and Candy?
Livingston: He's gotta be, Eric! That's gonna be a wild one, and at any point he could decide to cash in on whoever is champ coming out of it!
Mason: And with that, we get ready for a 3-Way hardcore match, but I'm told we're about to hear from one of the competitors now!
The camera cuts to ...
Joe Danes in summer beach wear appears knocking on one of the cabin suit doors. It opens and Narumi steps forward out of the shadows of her dark room to stone face scan Joe Danes up and down sternly.
Danes: Aloha! I haven’t seen you on the deck getting some good sun today and wanted to check in on you. This is Icon of the Seas, I know they got some of your favourite drinks up there and you Shinijoshi used to know how to throw a good party and you were generous having the EWC personnel sharing in on the fun. Don’t you want to enjoy this rare occasion off the road?
Narumi stares at him for a moment, almost bewildered at his inability to catch on that she hasn’t been in the mood as of late.
Narumi: I’m not on vacation. Whether on land or water, I have business to attend to tonight. Unlike the Hardcore Champion, I’m not going to leave the Hardcore division in waiting.
Narumi head twists to the side as if she senses something while Joe Danes raises an eyebrow
Narumi: You should get going.
Narumi gives Danes’ a look that breaks his pause and makes him scamper away. Then a gust of wind is heard blowing then candles behind the feet of Narumi are lit up as the fiery Dr. Valerie Maria Velasco takes Joe Danes’ place in front of Narumi’s door.
Valerie: Hola Chica. I really do hate to interrupt, but, I’m too much of a fan of your recent work.
Valerie says with a coy grin on her face and snickers to herself.
Valerie: Remember the way Lad’s body went limp after you crushed his skull with that big bat of yours?
The Mad Médica composes herself and extends a hand out and insists with a playful tone.
Valerie: The names Dr. Valerie Velasco, and like I said- while I’m a huge fan of your work, I do have a message for you from one of my clients, one JoJo Rush.
Narumi eyes Valerie suspiciously but then smirks slightly.
Narumi: Do you now? So you’re the type of doctor who makes House calls. So be it.
Valerie takes a step back to pull out a note that she unfolds and reads to Narumi in a neutral tone.
Valerie: JoJo wanted you to know that he is 100 percent behind you as the rightful #1 Contender for the Hardcore Championship. He thinks that if there is anybody that can beat the…
Valerie trails off to squint and bring the note closer to her face.
Valerie: Beat that no-good-yellow-bellied-rat-bastard Morgan Darkwater like a drum so badly, folks mistake you for Ringo from the Beatles.
Narumi giggles lowly.
Narumi: Well I’m not a girl who misses much indeed, one way or another I’m going to find that coward captain. And then maybe someday I’m going to meet your client, as I don’t miss that he ought to have a rematch clause in his chamber. But first, I’m going to work on tonight and then you and I can see what we’ve got up close in a proper avenue.
Valerie: You’re a natural in this element, beside your mutual disdain for Darkwater, JoJo sees you as having enough grit to run the Hardcore division.- look at how well you trained Okita. She was able to beat a former Undisputed champion in a hardcore match. But I won’t hold you up any longer, best of luck tonight against ZERO and Dalilah Ashe. They both seem a lil’ loco if you ask me.
Valerie rotates a finger by her temple to before laughing, bowing her head and backstepping away.
3-WAY HARDCORE CONTEST
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER TO THE
EWC HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
ZERO
Vs Dalilah Ashe
Vs Narumi Tsutsumi
Match Writer: MERCENARY
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER TO THE
EWC HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
ZERO
Vs Dalilah Ashe
Vs Narumi Tsutsumi
Match Writer: MERCENARY
Mason: There you see Esmerelda’s Revenge, ladies and gentlemen, and it looks like we’re about to be graced with the presence of its Captain!
Livingston: It’s been quite some time since Captain Morgan Darkwater stepped foot inside a Prime ring! Let’s hope things go smoother here than they did in Dallas!
The curtains swing open as the large, majestic figure of the pirate captain strides out on stage to jubilant cheers. As always, he has his two titles resting comfortably over his shoulders, the Brawl Heritage title over his right, the Hardcore title over his left. It’s the latter that he grips tightly in his large hand and holds aloft as the cheers grow – he’s making it obvious from the get-go exactly why he’s here.
Livingston: There it is, folks! The EWC Hardcore Championship in all its gnarly glory! That’s what three of the best and brutalest EWC has to offer are fighting for a shot at tonight, all of whom believe it’s already rightfully theirs!
Mason: You got that right! Whether it’s Ashe, the monster ZERO, or Narumi Tsutsumi, all of them have made it clear they want that title, some even going so far as to claim it’s currently in undeserving hands.
Livingston: Yeah, but you won’t hear me telling the Captain that!
Darkwater has reached the ring by this point, and has retrieved a live microphone from ringside, which he brings to his lips.
Darkwater: Good evenin’, Icon fans! Are ye all havin’ a great time?
A wave of affirmative cheers meet his question, and the old man smiles and nods gently before continuing.
Darkwater: Aye, that’s what I like to hear! It’s been one hell of a show so far, an’ it be sure to only get better from here! Fer soon we will have ourselves a hardcore three-way ‘tween Dalilah Ashe, ZERO, an’ Narumi Tsutsumi, an’ whilst I don’t have th’ slightest damn idea what a ‘Baconator Bounty’ might be, I am highly interested to see how that match plays out… fer a little birdie told me that it be set to determine th’ new #1 Contender for th’ Captain’s Hardcore title!
He holds the Hardcore belt aloft once more as more cheers ring out, picking up slightly in pitch as this surprising news.
Mason: Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag on that!
The Captain nods and smirks, then continues once the cries have died down.
Darkwater: Not many people knew that, huh? Well, there ye have it – whoe’er wins tonight’s Hardcore Triple Threat will be th’ one to go on an’ face Captain Morgan Darkwater fer th’ Hardcore Championship… at Hardcore Revolution!
More excited cheers as commentary does the quick math.
Livingston: That’s right, folks! Hardcore Revolution is only 22 days away, and one of those three stars will be booking themselves a place on the otherwise brand-exclusive PPV in one of its two Main Events, facing Captain Darkwater for the Hardcore title!
Mason: What an opportunity, to be the sole representative of Prime that night, and potentially bring back one of the biggest titles in EWC!
Livingston: But you shouldn’t underestimate the Captain so easily! He’s already proven how hard he’ll fight to hold onto his Heritage title… and you’ve got to think he’d fight just as hard to remain Hardcore champion, if not more so!
Darkwater: Now, who could it be, I wonder? Just who could th’ Captain find himself facin’ in that ring on th’ night? Who will he be starin’ dead in th’ eyes as they set their sights on his Hardcore title? Who thinks they have what it takes to put th’ Captain down, to stop this unstoppable force o’ nature, to finally be th’ one to break th’ nigh-indestructible Bulwark of Brawl? Will it be that Livin’ Dead Girl, that Deadly Sin of Prime, Miss Dalilah Ashe? It wouldn’t be th’ first time th’ Captain has found himself clashin’ with th’ dark forces of EWC, an’ neither th’ Witch, th’ Magician, nor th’ Priest could best him… will th’ Creature have better luck? She would be hard-pressed to get inside th’ Captain’s mind, an’ she be nay’where as sexy as his own good wife, hah!
He smiles proudly, flashing a wink at the camera and blowing a kiss to wherever his wife, Esmerelda Santos, was watching.
Darkwater: Or mayhaps th’ Captain will find himself facin’ none other than th’ Void Personified, th’ Big Bad Spooky Bastard ZERO! What happens when a sadomasochist finds himself against an equally monstrous mammoth of a man who is fuelled by the pain inflicted upon him, who knows nay quit, an’ who would lay waste to all before him before allowin’ himself to slip into unconsciousness an’ lose his beloved title? Caleb Scott, th’ Granite City Sadist, didn’t have what it took to defeat that particular leviathan of violence… would ZERO fare better?
A mix of boos and cheers fill the air as people are torn between the thought of the monster winning tonight, and the violent spectacle that would lead to at the end of the month. The Captain paces the ring a moment, then his warm expression hardens slightly as he raises the mic back to his lips.
Darkwater: Or maybe… just maybe… a certain little lady will finally get her wish, an’ find herself facin’ th’ very man she believes has robbed her of her rightful title? Th’ obnoxious, oblivious Onihime who be adamant that she be owed th’ Hardcore title by right, from th’ sheer number of Hardcore matches she has had this year alone, blatantly ignorin’ e’erythin’ th’ Captain has gone through in the last year or so alone to get where he is now? That darlin’ lil Yokai Princess who has been huntin’ an’ houndin’ th’ Beast of Brawl with her barbed comments an’ venomous accusations, but who may very well find herself facin’ a monster who far outclasses her Grade Two abilities. I speak, o’course, of none other than Narumi Tsut –
He is abruptly cut off by the sound of “Icon” by Twice and cheers as Narumi Tsutsumi stands from the ramp staring daggers at the Hardcore Champion before heading towards the ring.
Livingston: Uh oh, things could get ugly right now!
Mason: A pity, before her current state I’d have been ecstatic to have the fans have their time seeing a meeting of the Captain and the Onihime. These are two famed House hunters and fan favourites!
Livingston: Look at her, I don’t think she wants any new help with the House or around for a friendly chat.
Narumi enters the ring with a microphone in one hand and the other gesturing scratching at her ear to hear things.
Narumi: You Brawl wrestlers sure do love talking, it’s rude, on Prime we try to keep things short and sweet. As someone who has English as a second language, I must say I’ve usually found it quite difficult to hear through that thick accent. However, I did catch that you let the cat out of the bag about the three way being a contenders match.
Narumi doesn’t seem exactly pleased.
Narumi: I guess Kahrs’ new assistance is making some progress about paying attention to the Prime talent this season. But this being a contendership match is exactly what I’ve been talking about with the blatant nonsense this season and a correction to your little statement about me talking about the amount of Hardcore title matches I’ve WRESTLED. No. This is about the fact I’ve WON four Hardcore matches, and yet I have to face two people who haven’t and I’ve already beaten this season, to face a champion whose only about to wrestle four and won the title I should have already had been given the shot I’ve worked to earn. But, that’s just how things go, as former Indy Champion I already had to qualify for the chamber Ashe and a person who had just debuted didn’t have to qualify for, so I’m used to the mess around here. But regardless of what I’m going to have to go through, it’s only a matter of time you and I wrestle in this ring.
Darkwater: Look who be talkin’ a lot now, heh… but alright, ye wanna talk numbers, lass? Ye want to throw around those four Hardcore matches ye have won? Let’s talk about th’ four Hardcore matches th’ Captain had to fight, an’ win, in ONE NIGHT, to win th’ Blast Briefcase that ultimately earned him that shot at Rush. Where were ye then, Princess, if th’ Hardcore Championship means so much to ye? Not enough? Then how about sixty… Sixty minutes he an’ Rush threw e’erythin’ they had at each other at WrestleFest in that Iron-X Match, where th’ Captain came within moments of becomin’ th’ first Hardcore Champion – or TWO! Two minutes th’ Captain was medically dead durin’ that match, an’ still came back to give Rush hell! Ye like to throw around yer accomplishments this season, like they be all that matter, but that’s just it! Th’ world doesn’t reset on th’ first of January, Miss Tsutsumi! Some of us been workin’ fer this a lot longer than ye seem to acknowledge… both th’ pursuit of this Hardcore title, and their war with th’ House… or did ye really think ye were the only one worthy of that, also? Ye cannae claim only actions this season count, an’ in th’ same breath declare only yer feud with th’ House counts, ‘cause it was th’ first!
Narumi’s face first flashes with annoyance at the irreverence, but then she smirks a little.
Narumi: Actually, as far as divisions and rankings go, the world does reset in January. And if it hadn’t, I should still be the top ranked fighter based on all I did last season. The Hardcore Championship couldn’t have meant much to me before it came into existence at Wrestlefest, where I was busy competing for the Undisputed Championship and couldn’t go after an emerging title. But I do get it, you earned that briefcase of yours last season. I know what it’s like to have a briefcase and win a title from it, except I didn’t wait until my champion was injured and vacating. You can hide behind your deep rooted hatred of the House for what you did all you want, but the truth of the matter is quite naked, you’re a pirate. And people can pretend they don’t know what pirates do, but thievery is your M.O, and this play pretend you’ve been getting away with as the smiling criminal stops at taking my spot at eliminating the House and plundering what I was on the hunt for in that championship.
The Captain just smiles proudly at her accusations, shrugging his broad shoulders and repositioning the Hardcore title from one shoulder to the other.
Darkwater: Th’ truth of th’ matter? Why lass, look at how I be dressed? Look at how I arrived here…!
He sweeps his hand out in the general direction his ship is anchored, the camera momentarily snapping back to take in the Esmerelda’s Revenge in all its majestic glory, before returning to the Captain.
Darkwater: Ye declare me a pirate like it were some big secret, but I have ne’er hidden that fact! I be Captain Morgan Darkwater, th’ Brawlin’ Buccaneer, th’ Captain of th’ Flagship, an’ proud of it! Ye can point yer cutesy fingers all ye like, stomp yer lil booties and pout that cherubic face til it be red as my coat, it matters not! Ye be lookin’ at th’ new Hardcore Champion, whether ye like it or nay, an’ that’s not goin’ to change simply ‘cause ye believe yer’self to be more deservin’, like this belt be some kind of medal t’be pinned on yer chest in recognition of yer continued service! It be earned in blood, lass, blood an’ broken bones, sweat an’ severed tendons, earned by th’ ruthless an’ th’ relentless – aye, I took out Rush when he was already on his way out, an’ whilst it were personal, do ye still fail to see the deeper message th’ Captain made that night? Ask yer’self this: if that were what th’ Captain be willin’ to do to an injured, vacatin’ champion lookin’ fer a moment’s respite… what in th’ Seven Hells do ye think he be willin’ to do to any monster, sinner or upstart princess that be actively lookin’ to oppose him? This be a cutthroat business, lass – of course a pirate be sittin’ at th’ top of it!
Narumi’s face had gone up into a wild stare from the moment he said “upstart” and this time isn’t changing to her usual playful demeanor.
Narumi: Careful with what words you use speaking of an oni who perhaps on her admittedly shorter time has accomplished more than you ol Captain, or you’ll end up having worse curses put on you than what was put on Davy Jones’ in them pirating movies. If you think I don’t know how cutthroat this business is, you might find you don’t come back to life the next time you have a brush with the otherside. But for tonight, Mr Captain of the Flagship, it isn’t time for me to out show you wrestling on the flagship brand you’re not wrestling on in the Monday after next, I have work to do today as the hime of Prime, where we make magic from the scraps. So if a pirate has any way to be a gentleman, you ought to recognize I have a match to wrestle and get out of my ring!
The Captain strokes his bushy black beard thoughtfully, a knowing smirk on his face suggesting he still has plenty more he could say, but he simply nods respectfully and backs out of the ring, mounting over the top rope and hopping down to ringside. He continues to smile and nod as he makes his way back up the ramp Narumi stands defiantly in the ring, waving him off.
Mason: Good night, Captain, it was good to see you!
Livingston: I’ll admit, that could have gone a lot worse – wait, what’s going on?!
The lights in the arena cut out abruptly as Morgan sets foot on the mainstage, the crowd letting our cries of shock and anticipation. Moments later the lights come back on, showing the Captain standing on the stage looking somewhat bewildered, as Narumi is in the ring yelling at him, as if suspecting he was behind this… and behind her, across the ring, looms the menacing figure of ZERO, chained fish-hook in hand as he swings it slowly.
Mason: Oh my god, no…
Livingston: Narumi, look out!!
But Narumi can’t hear them, her fury focused squarely on Darkwater as ZERO lets loose his fish-hook, with swings forward to latch around Narumi’s neck. With a deep grunt, the monster pulls back on the chain, wrenching her from her feet as he drags her across the ring towards him. Her hands snap to the cold steel hook, scratching and scrabbling to try and pull it loose as she kicks and flails on her back, and as soon as she’s within reach ZERO starts putting his massive boots to the Onihime in a savage display of impatience.
Mason: Holy shit, it looks like ZERO isn’t waiting for this triple-threat match to get officially started!
Livingston: He wants to tear Tsutsumi apart right now – and what the hell is the Captain doing?!
Sure enough, Captain Darkwater is still standing on the stage, arms crossed firmly over his chest as he watches the chaos unfold in the ring with a curious smile on his face. Behind him, an official tears out from the curtains, stopping momentarily to ask him what he’s doing, to which he simply says “Not my business, right?” with a slight shrug as the ref shakes his head and gestures for him to leave.
Livingston: I can’t believe the Captain is just standing by and refusing to do anything!
Mason: Why would he? Narumi was adamant he wasn’t welcome in her ring, and that she was going to show him what a real Hardcore champ was capable of… looks like he was all too happy to watch!
Narumi has managed to slip out from the hook’s hold by rolling between ZERO’s legs, her hands still wrapped around the chain. She gives it a sharp tug, bringing the thick steel-links up to strike the Living Void’s crotch. But it seems he’s still wearing his metal protective cup, and barely stumbles from the blow as Narumi races to latch the fish-hook into the nearest turnbuckle before charging at ZERO to hit him in the back with a springboard forearm smash that makes the giant stumble even more, but doesn’t send him down.
The Captain finally seems to have seen enough, and turns to leave in time to meet Dalilah Ashe who comes racing out from backstage, clearly determined not to be left out of this premature start to her match. She stumbles to a halt for a moment as she comes face-to-face with Morgan, who smirks and holds the Hardcore title aloft, then nods his head towards the action in the ring as if to say “You want this? Better go earn it.” Ashe shares his smirk, nods, and races down into the ring, and this match is underway!
DING DING DING
Dalilah and Narumi stare daggers at the monster, before sharing a meaningful glance and seemingly a plan of attack. They hit the ropes at the same time, launching themselves towards the danger on the ring apron. But at the last second Dalilah drops down, tripping Narumi up with a Drop Toe Hold, and sending her old nemesis into the arms of the Void.
ZERO catches Narumi in a big Bear Hug, dragging her over the top rope, where he shakes her like a rag doll before dropping her to the floor. Hopping off the apron, the killer stalks his prey, scooping her up with a Pendulum Back Breaker. He folds her spine across his knee, pressing down on her head and legs with all of his upper body strength, before he tosses her aside again.
In the ring Dalilah decides to springboard into a Cross-Body, but her 127 pound frame isn't enough to take ZERO off his feet. Instead the big man snatches her out of the air, swinging her into a Black Hole Slam. Reaching down, he tears off her protective mask, crushing it before he grabs her neck with both hands.
Picking her up in a two handed choke, Dalilah fights to free herself, slamming his forearms with her fists. But her resistance is futile, as her face starts to turn purple from the lack of oxygen. It's Narumi who inadvertently saves her hated rival, when she leaps on ZERO's broad back and slaps on a Rear Naked Choke.
Feeling the air and blood flow to his brain being interrupted, ZERO drops Dalilah in a heap, to claw at the body on his back. Narumi squeezes tighter as ZERO struggles harder, causing the maniac to get creative. He rams his back against the hard corner of the ring, sandwiching The Oni Princess between his solid frame and the rigid corner several times, until Narumi relinquishes the hold.
With a roar of fury, ZERO turns on Narumi with bad intentions, but his attention is redirected by a chair shot from Dalilah. ZERO turns on the Temptation, but Narumi and Dalilah finally find themselves on the same page. As soon as The Void's back is turned, Narumi grabs some steel, and delivers a blow of her own.
Dalilah and Narumi begin to alternate their chair shots, like a one-two punch combination, until the hits begin take their toll on the bigger man's body.
Mason: Both women recognizing the need to wear ZERO down here!
Livingston: They heard ZERO Day was approaching and said 'not on our watch'!
ZERO flails his arms wildly, trying to protect himself from the unending assault. He finally manages to snatch the chair away from Dalilah, using it to bat the other chair out of Narumi's grasp. Turning around suddenly, he grabs two fists full of Dalilah's long locks, Bieling her by the hair directly into Narumi. Their bodies crash against each other, as they both go tumbling to the ringside mats, where their limbs get tangled together.
The two old enemies come up exchanging and avoiding a back and forth barrage of chops, kicks and palm strikes. Dalilah suffers a Spinning Back Fist from Narumi. Narumi absorbs a Discus Elbow Strike from Dalilah. Tsutsumi dodges a hook kick from Ashe. Ashe avoids a Roundhouse Kick from Tsutsumi.
Not one to be left out of the violence ZERO charges, body checking them both over the guardrail and into crowd. Lounge chairs and plastic cocktail glasses go flying, and the people flee for their lives as the giant follows his opponents into the audience.
Mason: Oh no, this doesn't look good one bit.
Livingston: We may need more security out here, Eric!
Everything in arm's reach becomes a weapon. Dalilah hits Narumi with a serving tray. Narumi smashes someone's champagne bottle over Dalilah's head. Dalilah throws a small, round, glass-topped accent table at ZERO. He bats it away with a swing of his large arm.
In return ZERO picks up a full sized table and hurls it back at Dalilah. She is barely able to avoid the projectile, but what she doesn't avoid is a blindside attack, as The Onihime lands a Snap Dragon Suplex. Instinctively she goes for the win:
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Locking Narumi tightly into a Full Nelson, ZERO yanks Narumi off of the pin, before smashing her back down to the deck with Ten Seconds to Midnight.
Forgoing the pinfall attempt, ZERO gathers up both bodies and drags them into the pool area, where he stacks them like cordwood on top of the diving board. Digging into the pockets of his dirty coveralls, he retrieves a long barbecue lighter and a small can of fluid.
Methodically going about his morbid business, he begins to soak the board, and part of his opponents in lighter fluid.
Mason: Somebody do something! He means to set those women on fire!
Livingston: It looks like the pig roast is starting early tonight Eric.
Referee John Dean attempts to intervene, but ZERO Choke Slams him through a nearby buffet table. Turning back he sees that his intended victims have started to recover, so he strikes the lighter and touches the flame to the puddle of fluid, lighting the diving board on fire.
The flames rise, catching Dalilah's tights on fire. Feeling the heat, both Narumi and Dalilah become aware of their situation. Narumi notices Dalilah's burning gear before she does and, partly out of pity and partly out of self-preservation, she throws a Mae Geri Front Kick that knocks her opponent backwards into the pool.
Running through the fire Narumi dives off the end of the board, executing a 450 Slash, that drives Dalilah deeper beneath the surface.
Mason: There's blood in the water and the sharks are circling John.
Livingston: I just hope that The Creature can swim.
Narumi comes up gasping for air, as Dalilah bobs up face down, in a dead man's float. On the edge of the pool ZERO grabs a pool skimmer on a long pole, hooking the net over Narumi's head and neck, pulling her violently closer to the edge of the pool. Grabbing her by the hair, he hauls her up out of the water.
Pulling her up into a Belly-to-Back Suplex, he drops her hard onto the concrete and tile. Slinging her limp body over his shoulder, he carries Narumi back to the ring, as lifeguards and EWC officials fish Dalilah out of the water and start to administer CPR.
Once back between the ropes, ZERO Powerslams Narumi down to the mat, standing over here prone figure like a harbinger of sorrow. Grabbing her by the throat he lifts her up in preparation for The Iconoclasm. But as he begins to fall forward into the Choke Slam, Narumi comes back to life, gouging at the monster's eyes with her thumbs. Grabbing a Front Face Lock, she uses his own momentum to hit a Cradle DDT.
Once on the ground she transitions into the Tsutsumi Rappu.
Mason: Could Narumi make ZERO tap here!?
As ZERO resists the submission in the ring, Dalilah responds to the life saving efforts to revive her poolside. Shoving her saviors aside, she stumbles back towards the ringside area. Seeing ZERO and Narumi engaged in the end game, she recovers her razor-wire softball bat Ian from where he fell at ringside.
Climbing up to the top turnbuckle, she comes crashing down on both of her opponents with a clubbing blow. The impact of her strike breaks up the submission hold. Using Ian to keep ZERO on the mat, she drops the bat and picks Narumi up in a Fireman's Carry, hitting Die Monster Die. Rolling on top of Narumi she goes for the pin.
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Narumi kicks out strong. Infuriated, Dalilah sets Narumi up for Some Kinda Hate. But Narumi Back Body Drops her way out of the Cactus Driver 97. She hits Dalilah with a Ippon Punch before going for a roll up.
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Dalilah gets her shoulder up. Narumi stomps her adversary, picking her up for a Paymon. But before she can hit the move, ZERO lifts her into a Release German Suplex.
Leaving Narumi where she lands, ZERO goes after The Last Temptation. Picking her up for a Choke Slam, The Void Personified finds himself tied up in an Octopus Submission.
As ZERO fights to free himself Narumi recovers Yorujubo, striking The Walking Myth with the studded club, before also hitting Prime's Deadly Sin with a shot to the head.
Dalilah drops to the mat like a dying spider. Kicking ZERO in the abdomen, Narumi leaps on the big monster, flipping him with a version of the Tonitrus Bolt. She goes for the pin.
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ZERO tosses her weight off his body. Getting up, Narumi goes for a spin kick. ZERO catches her leg, twisting it painfully with a modified ankle lock. As ZERO holds her in place Dalilah takes advantage, hitting the ropes and driving her knee into the side of Narumi's head with a V-Trigger as ZERO whips her body to the mat.
ZERO throws a clubbing blow at Dalilah. Ashe ducks, climbing up onto his massive shoulders, before flipping forward into Ashes to Ashes. Straining to pick him up, she goes to follow up with the Dust to Dust DDT. But instead Zero locks her up and hauls her aloft for a Muscle Buster. Zero goes for the pin.
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Narumi breaks up the fall with a Shinai shot to ZERO. She hits both of her opponents several more times with the pink bamboo sparring sword. ZERO rises, and she splinters her weapon with a solid strike upside his mask.
Dropping the remnants, she springboards off the ropes, attacking him with an elbow smash. Her momentum knocks his bulk back against the ropes. Hitting the opposite side of the ring again, The Oni comes back with a Superman Punch that sends him tumbling over the top, and out to the floor.
As Narumi takes a split-second to assess the situation, Dalilah comes from behind, looking for a Half-and Half Suplex. But Narumi catches her with a Master Sword that knocks The Deadly Sin completely unconscious.
Turning her attention back to ZERO, she uses the top rope to springboard into another attempt at a Cradle DDT. But this time ZERO intercepts the attack, catching her in a massive Bear Hug.
Adapting quickly, Narumi transitions into a Standing Guillotine, causing ZERO to loosen his grip on the hold. Wrapping her legs around his waist for further leverage, she leans back and cinches in the choke. Cutting off the crucial flow of oxygen, she brings the giant to his knees.
Disengaging, Narumi snaps off a quick combination of stiff kicks, before knocking his head back with an Onigokko Palm Strike.
Picking up a nearby steel chair from the clutter around the ring, she takes a big swing, knocking ZERO flat on his back. Placing the chair across his body, Narumi climbs up onto the ring apron, before planting both feet back through the center of the chair with a Diving Double Foot Stomp...but as she does, Dalilah comes flying from the opposite side with the Descending Angel! The crowd is in an uproar as both women lay on top of ZERO...and the ref makes the count!
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DING DING DING
The crowd is buzzing as the referee confers with Stone, who makes the official announcement.
Stone: The referee has declared that Narumi Tsutsumi and Dalilah Ashe were able to simultaneously pin ZERO, meaning your winners of this match are ... NARUMI TSUTSUMI AND DALILAH ASHE!!!
The ref raises both women's arms in victory after helping them to their feet, but Tsutsumi in particular looks less than thrilled by the outcome as we go to commentary.
Mason: Somehow, after a very chaotic match, The Onihime AND The Beautiful Tragedy have pulled off a win over The Void Personified.
Livingston: And it looks like the story of Narumi's chase for the title just took one hell of a left turn...but what does this mean for the EWC Hardcore Championship bout at Hardcore Revolution!?
Narumi leaves the ring, heading up the ramp as Dalilah leans across the center rope and glares down at her from the ring. Moises Ferro goes to check on his monster, who shows signs of confusion as he regains consciousness. When he realizes the match is over he starts to wreck the ringside area until he is pulled away by Moises Ferro and a pack of officials.
Mason: And it looks like ZERO's just realized that out of everyone, he's the one who comes up short.
Livingston: Gonna be a long night for our ring crew as we get ready for triple threat tag action up next!
Officials continue to try and get the situation under control, and we get one last shot of the EWC Hardcore Champion himself, as Darkwater ponders what the result from tonight means for the future as we cut to...
Candy is seen standing at the railing of the Icon of the Seas in her wrestling gear. She seems to be lost in her thoughts while looking out over the water. Some time passes before she finally speaks.
Candy: Ya know Jack, I find it pretty amusing you would spit my own words back at me.
She shakes her head.
Candy: Especially since they weren’t my own words to begin with. They were warnings coming from other people expressing their concern over me having to get in the ring with RMK. The actual demon around here. You’re more like a nuisance. A nuisance that will end up going overboard tonight.
Candy turns to face the camera for the first time.
Candy: Think I can’t? It’s obvious you haven’t been paying attention over the years. When someone tells me I can’t do something, I do it. I find a way to get the job done. The same as I will tonight.
Her confident tone matches the look on her face.
Candy: You will go up and over this railing right here, Jack. For Jordan.
Candy gives it a pat and walks off as cameras go to…
Marigold petals rain around Callie Clark. The former Golden Goddess sinks into the dark and murky water without moving so much as a finger to stop it. The venom now pumping in and out of heart felt like fire and it burned Callie’s nerves to the point of total numbness. Callie looks up at the faint rays of light that manage to glimmer in the murky water and within that light?
Callie saw greatness.
Callie saw herself raising the AMC Broadcast Title in the air after a brutal Last Man Standing match. Callie then saw herself hoisting up the Indy Championship beside her AMC Broadcast title.
Callie Clark: I am… good.
Through immense strain, Callie is able to utter out a few words through a jaw that refused to budge on its own accord. As she fights with her own face, Callie sees the heartbreak, the crushing and agonizing defeats that define her career just as much as her success has.
She relived falling off a wall in Alcatraz.
She relived the brutal barbed-wire defeat from Hall of Famer Scorpio, and the pain of metal rendering flesh right off the bone. Callie saw the way she attacked journalists and even staffers because of the frustration felt from that defeat.
But the only moment that burns in the front of her mind is the night Jack Severn ripped the title from Callie, and took her shoulder right along with it.
Callie Clark: I am… wicked.
However, the further Callie sinks into the water, the further the images of her past became, fading away within the light until total darkness, and along with that impossibly darkness? The agonizing sound of silence. Callie tries to speak, but the water filling her mouth and lungs silences Clark outright. She wondered if she’d ever hit the bottom of this watery abyss- or even- if there was a bottom to sink to.
?: We are the world.
But then, a small ball of light forms from what appears to be miles away, yet it’s bright enough for Callie to see the glimmer twinkle before immediately exploding into a massive ball of light. The explosion cracks like a whip of lightning into a tall oak tree. A man emerges from the ball of light and stands on the riverbed. Due to the blinding white light still glaring behind the man, the only thing we can make out is the silhouette of a large man. The man extends his arms out wide, his palms facing Callie, who presently is miles away, still stuck within the water. The voice booms and reverberates through the water.
?: And this world? It’s dyin’. But you can see it for what it is, not for how we want it to be. You can see the sickness, you can see the rot that infects everything around us. And yet? Yet we continue to continue on. The world burns around us and then those that started the fire ask us to ignore the foul stench.
The shout shakes the water around Callie, yet the near-lifeless, paralyzed woman found herself able to breathe again.
?: For years, you wore a mask made of gold, and you made that mask specifically to blind you from what you’ve always been able to see.
The man extends both hands forward toward Callie and continues preaching.
?: Now it’s all you can see, ain’t it? Whether you like it or not, you can feel the sufferin’, you can hear all those lost souls begging for help, and worst of all– you can see those blinded by the darkness, unable to find their ways out of the night.
The noticeably large shadowy figure balls his hands into fists and shouts with passion. It still wasn’t clear who this bearded shadow figure was, but the thick Southern drawl is potentially a giveaway.
?: For as strong as Ah am, Ah ain’t able to set out The Path on my own.
With effort, Callie finds the strength to find strength in her legs. First her feet pivot back and forth to peddle. Then, her legs begin to move with the feet.
?: We need to walk this Path together. Only then can we guide others out of this darkness. They can become strong enough to follow the Path. That is how we make change– real change. Change where everyone is truly equal– but the rest of the world? They can’t see past their nose, it’s up to us to make things right.
The preaching shadow-person reaches out a hand toward Callie who for a moment pauses and looks at the hand through squinting eyes. The light still made it impossible for her to discern what the man looked like. But the voice is becoming more and more familiar to the former Indy Champion.
?: You can give up and die in the darkness, or you can find the strength to fight your fate and create something greater than yourself. You can help me set The Path others can follow out of the darkness.
Callie Clark: Wait. Wouldn’t I want to not go toward the light?
The large person within the light appears stunned.
?: What in Tar– Just trust me on this alright!?
Callie hesitates for a moment before finally leaning fully toward the light, ducking her head to avoid the shining light from burning her retinas. Yet, the closer Callie found herself toward the light, the easier it became to kick through the water, and counterintuitively, the light became less and less intolerable. Callie could eventually turn her head toward the light, and can barely make out a hand reaching out to her. But before Callie can even blink, she finds herself pulled out of freezing cold water and back into the world of the living, and the world of actual real oxygen. Callie gasps for air, the lack of it in her head leaves everything around her appear in a daze.
Tori Taylor: Holy shit, you saved Callie’s life!
Exclaims a shocked Tori, who is knee deep in the river water, with air in her lungs and that air travels up north to bring clarity. She finds herself toward the shallow end of a river, and in the arms of the Light of Monday Night, JoJo Rush.
Callie Clark: What– what happened?
JoJo Rush: Doc says you were seein’ things n’ ran out. Looks like you got bit by somethin’ n’ fell into the river.
JoJo explains while pulling Callie to shore. Once JoJo and Callie made it to solid ground, JoJo stood straight up to let out a sigh of relief. All while Callie crawled onto her hands and knees into the muddy soil. Tori exclaims that she is going to get the doctor and some warm towels. JoJo approaches Callie and towers over the woman. He extends a bandaged-hand toward Callie to help her up. His massive frame blocking out the scathing hot Georgia sun behind him. Rush’s broad shoulders cast a shadow over Callie who can’t help herself but to look at JoJo’s hand, trying her best to see the wounds underneath the scar. Rush appeared to pay no mind, allowing Callie to get her bearings and simply asks.
JoJo Rush: Are you ready?
Callie pauses for a moment, her eyes darting up to JoJo’s. After some thought, Callie reaches out and takes JoJo's hand, the scene fading on the image of their hands joined together and flexing.
TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM CONTEST
Aeon Khronos & Phoenix Winterborn
Vs Silent Discotecnicos
Vs Young Justice
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
Aeon Khronos & Phoenix Winterborn
Vs Silent Discotecnicos
Vs Young Justice
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
Mason: It's been a wild night so far as we get ready for triple threat tag action! Can the new team of Aeon and Phoenix work together to overcome two established teams in Young Justice and former EWC Tag Team Champions Silent Discotecnicos?
Stone: The following match, set for one fall, is a Triple Threat Tag Team Match! Joining us first, residing at the End of Time its self and weighing in at 114 earth pounds... AEON KHRONOS!
The chiming of clocks and gears fills the arena as the crowd begins booing the arrival of Aeon Khronos, paying them no mind as the beat kicks in on "Time" by Pink Floyd. She approaches the ring with a smirk on her face, enjoying what she's about to do as she slides into the ring and prepares herself for the match.
Stone: And their partner, residing in the Windy City of Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 229 pounds... PHOENIX WINTERBORN!
The electronic lyrics of Scandroid echo through the arena, as Marissa Davidson stands alongside Phoenix Winterborn on the stage. AS the record scratches, and his logo appears on the tron, spotlights focus down on him before he starts making his way towards the ring As the chorus kicks up, Marissa holds the ropes open for him as he hops in, leaning against the far ropes with his arms extended to accept the cheers of the crowd.
Stone: And their opponents, first weighing in at a combined 243 pounds, Cassie Wolfe and Harper Mason... YOUNG JUSTICE!
The intro for Jonathon Young's cover of the Earth's Mightiest Heroes theme hits the speakers and Harper and Cassie emerge from the back ready for action, they slap hands with the fans on their way to the ring before sliding in and high fiving each other as they wait for their opponents.
Stone: And weighing in at a combined 378 pounds, El Pablo and Vertigo... SILENT DISCOTECNICOS!
'All of the Lights' by Kanye West hits the soundsystem amid a dazzling display of strobe and multicoloured spotlights as the Silent Discotecnicos step out onto an entranceway bathed in a blanket of dry ice. El Pablo bounds down the ramp, Vertigo following slowly behind as his brother laps the ring slapping hands with the fans before the two reunite at the foot of the ramp. Here, Pablo removes both his and Vertigo's headphones and donates them to a pair of young fans at ringside, before the two of them dart under the ropes and into the ring, ready for battle.
DING DING DING
The bell rings and all six pair off. Pablo battles Phoenix in one corner. Cassie and Vertigo in another with Harper and Aeon taking the fight outside the ring. Phoenix whips Pablo off the ropes and follows him hitting a running dropkick. Phoenix lifts Pablo onto the ropes for a rope hanging German Suplex. Pablo manages to roll and land on his feet. Pablo leaps pulling Phoenix into a monkey flip. Phoenix rolls to his feet as Pablo kicks off the ropes and rolls Phoenix with a crucifx driver. He holds Phoenix’s shoulders down for a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Phoenix rolls free breaking the count. Vertigo whips Cassie off the ropes and knocks her down with a back elbow. Vertigo runs off the ropes and leaps into a moonsault. Vertigo springs to his feet where he drops down with a legdrop. Vertigo lifts Cassie to her feet and leaps for a hurricanrana. Cassie leans back to counter and ertigo smacks down on the mat where Cassie smacks him with a superkick. Vertigo staggers to his feet but Cassie slides in taking him to the mat with a DDT. Cassie grabs a leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Vertigo lifts his shoulder up of the mat breaking the count. Outside the ring, Harper throws Aeon into the ringside barrier. Harper lifts Aeon and bodyslams her onto the ringside mats. Harper lifts Aeon to her feet and up for a suplex. Aeon slips free hitting a reverse DDT on the ringside mats. Aeon rolls Harper into the ring and slides in herself. Aeon grabs Harper hitting a suplex of her own before floating over into a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Harper rolls a shoulder off the mat to break the count.
Mason: Some good paced action here.
Livingston: It’s very individual right now. These are teams and at a four on two disadvantage will have to work as a team from here on out to have a chance of victory!
Aeon gets to her feet but she is spun around by Cassie. Cassie runs off the ropes and ducks a clothesline. Aeon turns but gets dropped by POW! Aeon crumples to the mat where Cassie makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Phoenix dives in to break the count. Phoenix pulls Cassie to her feet and whips her hard to the corner where she drops to a seated position. Phoenix begins to run but Vertigo launches Pablo into Cassie with a CANNONBALL!!!. Vertigo drags Cassie from the corner and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Phoenix and Harper dive to break the count. Pablo grabs Harper and tosses her to the outside. Phoenix grabs Pablo tossing him out. Vertigo tries to sneak up on Phoenix but he turns and charges at Vertigo leaping into a Firestorm. He hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Harper shoves Aeon onto Phoenix breaking the count.
Mason: There are way too many in this match! We may be here all night!
Livingston: You say that like it’s a bad thing.
Phoenix gets to his feet and he grabs Harper and twists into a spinning backfist. Harper staggers where Aeon grabs her and drives her to the mat with a Time Warp. She leans into a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Vertigo grabs Phoenix, throwing him into Aeon and breaking the count. As they collapse in a heap, Pablo slides into the ring and covers Harper. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Stone: And your winners, via pinfall... SILENT DISCOTECNICOS!!!Mason: Well that’s a new way for dealing with multiple opponents. However it was effective and Silent Discotecnicos sail away with the win here tonight!
Livingston: Young Justice and Aeon & Phoenix may have been lost at sea but their tides will turn and they will very soon be riding the waves of victory!
Pablo leaps to the turnbuckle and tosses handfuls of Skittles in the air as they fall on he and Vertigo in a multicolored rain fall.
Mason: Big win for the former champs!
Livingston: Hell of a match, and before we get ready for our main event it appears that the Cap'n is still hanging around on board...and he's not alone!
The camera cuts to ...
Cameras pick up on Nevaeh walking around the Icon of the Seas with Heaven’s Helper over her shoulder. She seems to be in search of something. Eventually she comes across Morgan Darkwater.
Nevaeh: Hey Cap.
As he turns to give her his attention, Morgan eyes her with cautious suspicion.
Darkwater: Good lord, please tell me you’re not here to use that on me? I just be tryin’ to enjoy me’self… I already got Narumi and Dalilah gunnin’ fer me, somewhere…!
He points to her sledgehammer, every muscle in his large body tensed.
Nevaeh: Welllllll…you do have two titles!
A wicked smile crosses her features as Morgan braces himself.
Nevaeh: As much of a statement that would be, you’re in the clear. Besides, why take out an old friend?
Nev arches an eyebrow.
Nevaeh: But do you think if I take out Bruce Booth, they’ll lemme take over his Primetime briefcase? Because that’s something I can use!
The large pirate chuckles at her unabashed claims, and shrugs his broad shoulders.
Darkwater: Aye, well as much as I would love to see another member of th’ accursed House laid low, I highly doubt that be how Prime conducts its business, heh! But by all means, don’t let that stop ye from takin’ a swing, regardless…!
Nev smirks at his response.
Nevaeh: Not that I need permission…but I might just have to give it a try…whenever I come across him!
Nev laughs.
Nevaeh: But it was good seeing you again. Best of luck with both your title reigns!
Even though her tone was sincere, it was clear in her eyes she’d come for them if she could. A look the Captain recognized all too well, and smiled knowingly as he nodded his head softly.
Darkwater: Aye, well I don’t be intendin’ to relinquish either of them any time soon, as Shelton an’ Scott have already learned th’ hard way… an’ as fer whoe’er comes fer his Hardcore title first? Well! Let’s hope they been payin’ close attention to exactly how he pried it from Rush’s bloody, ravaged hands, haha…!
Nev shakes her head with a chuckle.
Nevaeh: Whether they’ve been paying attention or not, they’re still going to try and come for you. Watch your back.
And with that, Nev walks away from the Captain as cameras go to…
Mason: You feel that, John? It’s time for our main event! Indy Championship on the line! Who will be representing all of Prime heading into Parabellum? Will it be the current champion, Jack Severn? Or will it be the woman who has been on a roll all season, Candy!
Just as "I Want Candy(Remix)" by Aaron Carter begins to play throughout the deck, there are still a few boos but mostly cheers as Candy emerges from below, all smiles as she does a little dance at the top of the stage.
Candy begins skipping her way down the aisle as she tags the outstretched hands along the way. She circles half the ring before climbing up on the apron. As she takes a seat on it, Candy blows a kiss into the crowd. She then lays back and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Once she's on her feet again, Candy taunts the crowd until her music subsides.
‘15 Minutes’ by Shattered Skies hits, and once the guitar riff starts, Jack Severn makes his way out from below deck. He’s clad in a black Oni mask, along with a black entrance robe with smaller golden Oni masks on his shoulders. He walks down to the ring with determination, and enters without taking his eyes off of Candy.
Stone: The following contest is your main event, and it is a Troubled Waters match for the Indy Championship! First, the challenger, from Candyland, she is the Sweet Treat… CANDY!!!
Candy raises her arm up and then blows another kiss to the crowd… and then one to Jack Severn.
Stone: And the champion, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, he is the Catalyst… the Oni… JACK SEVERN!!!
Jack takes his mask off, still gazing steely at Candy. He then opens his robe up and takes off his Indy Championship. He stares at his reflection in the championship… and hands it off to the referee to hold up.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell rings, Candy runs towards Jack with a front dropkick! Jack is caught in the corner, and Candy doesn’t let up, following with her signature double running knees! She then hits Jack with a drop toe hold. She immediately attempts to lock Jack into the Bittersweet Twist, but Jack scrambles to the ropes to break the hold. As Jack gets up to his feet, he feigns an injured ankle, only to lure Candy into a superkick! Jack scoops Candy up by the arms, and tosses her across the ring with a brutal butterfly suplex! Jack smirks into the camera and flexes, before lifting Candy up for a bridging dragon suplex!
ONE…
TW- No! Candy kicks out!
Jack starts to lift Candy onto his shoulders for his signature DVD… but Candy elbows out of it, running the ropes and jumping onto Jack’s back… flipping him into a sunset flip bomb! She hooks the leg!
ONE…
TWO…
THR- No! Jack kicks out!
Feeling the energy of the crowd, Candy keeps the pace up, running the ropes again for a handspring elbow! But no! Jack catches her into another dragon suplex! As Candy staggers up, Jack moves low for a dragon screw leg whip! Candy grabs her leg in pain, but Jack doesn’t let up, stomping down on her. He then moves to the corner and begins taking the turnbuckle pad off, much to the referee’s chagrin. As he does that, Candy starts to recover in the opposite corner, but it’s not enough as Jack charges from one corner to the next with a european uppercut… BUT NO! Candy gets her boot up and kicks Jack away, shaking the pain away from her now sore leg. Candy launches herself from the corner with a spear! As she pounces on Jack, she rains down on him with a bunch of forearms. She looks to the crowd once more before stomping the feeling back into her leg as she waits in the corner for Jack to get up… Codebreaker! She covers!
ONE…
TWO…
THR- No! Jack kicks out!
Mason: The current Indy Champion is still in this, but it might not be long before Candy scores a key pinfall!
Livingston: Nah! Jack has come here to win, and he’s gonna make sure Candy never even gets a pin on him before he dumps her overboard!
Mason: Well, we’ll see! Candy is sure taking it to him with that fast paced offense she promised!
Candy waits for Jack to get up again, and then springboards off the ropes with an elbow… but her hurt leg makes her slip a bit… and Jack catches her with another dragon screw leg whip! Candy screams and clutches her leg! Jack wastes no time stomping right onto her leg, and then he grabs her arms, ragdolling her with another butterfly suplex! He then positions her closer to the exposed turnbuckle… snap suplex right into it! Candy grabs at her neck in pain, and Jack scoops her onto his shoulders. He grins and shouts “You can’t escape!” before running and dropping Candy right onto her neck with a DVD! He grabs her right by the hair, and while he’s a bit slow to get her back to her feet, he manages to hit her with the Nightmare Fuel DDT! He covers!
ONE…
TWO…
THR- No! Candy kicks out!
Mason: Jack can’t believe it! But he should know it’s going to take a lot more than that to put Candy away!
Livingston: Jack’s just playing with her! He’s got more up his sleeve! Look at this!
Jack’s eyes widen, but he stays determined, lifting Candy up for the Catalyst Crusher… BUT NO! Candy reverses by hopping up onto Jack’s shoulders… hurricanrana! Jack rolls into the corner with the exposed buckle… Candy limps a bit but still runs and hits her double knees, grinding Jack’s face into the corner! She then climbs the turnbuckle over Jack… and then dives him down with a tornado DDT! With Jack laying face-up on the mat, Candy starts to climb the top rope again on shaky legs… AND SHE DELIVERS THE SUGAR HIGH 450 SPLASH! She covers!
ONE…
TWO…
THR- No! Jack kicks out!
Mason: What will it take to put Jack Severn away?!
Livingston: Nothing! He’s going to be champion forever!
Mason: Wait… what’s this look in Candy’s eyes?
Candy slams her hands down on the mat, and stands up while positioning Jack onto his knees. Her whole demeanor shifts… and she runs the ropes for the SWEET & SOUR KICK! BUT WAIT! SHE TWEAKS HER ANKLE WHILE DOING IT! Candy hesitates and grabs her ankle, and decides to think better of going to her dark side. She grabs Jack by the head, looking for the Candy Crusher… BUT JACK ONCE AGAIN REVERSES IT INTO THE LAST BREATH! SHADES OF THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER! Candy writhes against the Rings of Saturn, but Jack just wrenches back on it further! Candy tries to shift her weight to the side to get out of it again… But she’s not near any of the ropes for leverage this time! As Jack wrenches back further… Candy begins to fade… So Jack lets go and lifts Candy up… CATALYST CRUSHER RIGHT ONTO HER HEAD! HE COVERS!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Livingston: What did he tell us, Mason! Every time Candy and Jack Severn are in the ring together, Jack wins!
Mason: Well don’t get hasty now! Jack still has to throw Candy overboard!
Jack smiles as he realizes he’s finally made it past the first stage of the match. But wanting to deliver more punishment, he grabs Candy by the head and pulls her up, getting behind her… HE’S GOING FOR THE SHARPEKNIFE! BUT CANDY DROPS DOWN TO HER BACK AND ROLLS JACK UP!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Mason: And just as quickly as Jack thought he had an advantage… Candy has evened the odds! Now it’s up to whoever tosses their opponent overboard!
Livingston: This is a travesty!
Jack immediately charges at Candy with a Silencer attempt, but Candy catches him with the CCR! As Jack stumbles back, she dropkicks him out of the ring! Even though she’s got a limp from those leg whips, Candy follows through with a big dive to the outside, launching Jack into the barricade! Candy slaps the feeling back into her leg, and follows Jack into the crowd as he hops the barricade to escape Candy… Or perhaps lure her into a trap, as he grabs her leg and sweeps her out from under her own feet! Jack hits her with some ground and pound punches after she hits the floor, and then grabs a fan’s drink and dumps it all over her!
Jack then puts Candy in a headlock and manhandles her through the crowd, dragging her up to the highest view on the cruise! He delivers some uppercuts to Candy, and then powerbombs her right onto the edge of the deck! But instead of dumping Candy overboard… Jack contemplates? He turns around, allowing Candy to recover on the ledge of the deck. He shakes his head and faces Candy again in time for her to jump off with a springboard forearm right to Jack’s face! She grabs Jack by the head… and springboards backwards off the ledge for a Candy Crusher! Jack’s head hits the deck! Candy tries to move Jack to the edge, but she’s not strong enough with her injured leg! As she struggles… SOMEONE SPEARS HER OUTTA NOWHERE!
The man takes off his hoodie… it’s CALLUM MACBETH! He grins and yells for Candy to get up… and as she starts to get up… CALLUM GRABS HER AND TOSSES HER OFF THE LEDGE! Jack’s eyes go wide as he scrambles towards Callum, incensed and asking why he’s getting involved. Callum regards Jack smugly, but then someone grabs Callum from behind! It’s Bruce Booth! Bruce and Callum start to bicker, with Bruce backing up Jack’s decision to do this by himself. Callum, however, is convinced that Bruce is just here to cash-in. As Jack tries to separate the two, none of the three men realize that Candy has not been completely thrown overboard… and she rises up now… AS SOUR CANDY! Sour Candy dives off the ledge onto Callum and Bruce, as Jack shoves them into the way and avoids the crossbody!
But this second wind only lasts so long, as Jack immediately charges at Sour Candy with a Silencer- WAIT NO! SOUR CANDY COUNTERS WITH A LOW BLOW! As Jack falls to his knees clutching his pearls, he’s hit with a Sweet & Sour shining wizard! Sour Candy grins deviously as she drags Jack onto the edge of the deck… AND HITS HIM WITH A SECOND SWEET & SOUR! Jack is launched overboard as Candy snaps out of her sour state!
DING DING DING
Stone: Here is your winner, and NEW Indy Champion… CANDY!!!
Mason: Candy had to tap into her sour side to do it, but we have a new Indy Champion! What does this mean for the future of Prime?
Livingston: OF COURSE SHE HAD TO CHEAT! AND WHY DIDN’T JACK JUST LET CALLUM HELP HIM?! GAH! I HATE EVERYTHING!
Candy looks half bewildered and half elated as she lifts her newly won Indy Championship up! Callum glares at her and walks off, leaving Bruce to try and find help for Jack to get him back on board. Our final shot is Candy standing on top of the ledge with the Indy Championship raised as we fade to black!
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Bruce Booth
Callie Clark
Candy
Dr. Valerie Velasco
Jack Severn
JoJo Rush
Morgan Darkwater
Narumi Tsutsumi
NEVAEH
Silent Discotecnicos
The Heat Packers
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES CONTEST
Nomad Ryder (N/S) Vs Terry Kilgore
WINNER: Terry Kilgore
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TRIPLE THREAT CONTEST
Bruce Booth Vs Divewire (N/S) (PINNED) Vs Raymond Wagner Jr.
WINNER: Bruce Booth
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3-WAY HARDCORE CONTEST / WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER TO THE EWC HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
ZERO (PINNED) Vs Dalilah Ashe Vs Narumi Tsutsumi
WINNERS: Narumi Tsutsumi & Dalilah Ashe
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TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM CONTEST
Aeon Khronos & Phoenix Winterborn Vs Silent Discotecnicos Vs Young Justice
WINNERS: Silent Discotecnicos
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"TROUBLED WATERS" CONTEST FOR THE EWC INDY CHAMPIONSHIP
Candy Vs Jack Severn (c)
WINNER AND NEW EWC INDY CHAMPION: Candy
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MOTN WINNER
Candy Vs Jack Severn
MVP WINNER
Candy
BOUNTY WINNER
Dalilah Ashe/Narumi Tsutsumi
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