Post by gvb on Mar 21, 2022 17:47:54 GMT -6
Millennium CIV
Live from TaxSlayer Center in Moline, IL
Wednesday, March 16th, 2022
We open a dimly lit alley. Out on the street, the sun is setting, and the light no longer reached the alley in between two tall buildings. The overhead lights had barely begun to flicker. The pitter-patter of shoes on pavement echoed, our eyes resting upon a woman and her daughter rushing down the alley. The two both trot by a dumpster, at which a deep groan came from the same direction.
RAZE:
AAAAAAARRRRRRRRR
The girl slowed down a bit, turning her head and looking at the dumpster. Her mother did the same. There was a sudden clanging, as a pair of hands reached from inside the dark.
Woman:
Come along quickly…
RAZE:
GRRR GRRR ARRRRDG
The duo picked up their pace again, a little bit of fear now hitting them. The girl stumbled over a small pile of debris, falling to the pavement. She didn’t think about the scrape on her knee, but rather than sounds behind her.
Girl:
Mommy, wait! It’s gonna get me!
The woman rushed back, helping her daughter to her feet and fast as possible. She took her by the hand, and the two of them ran out to never return. The camera followed them until they turned the corner at the other end of the alleyway. Slowly, it returned to the dumpster, a man slowly climbing out of it. He makes a feel guttural noises, choking and coughing.
RAZE:
Jesus fockin’ christ, serves me right for throwing away me wallet! That stench is caught right in me throat!
He chuckled, giving a sly nod to his days as a non-verbal wild man. RAZE hopped to the other side of the dumpster, doing his best to brush off his dirty jeans. Naturally, he didn’t try very hard to clean himself up. He straightened the neck on his black vest before looking to the camera.
RAZE:
It’s been a right long time since my path has crossed the MWE. Hell, it’s been a while since I’ve seen the inside of a competitive ring, but don’t let that statement send ya to the looney. I’ve trained for this moment, nonstop! I’ve had two setbacks in the last couple years, and now there’s nothin’ standin’ in my way. It’s just me, staring across the ring at the first person who I’ll shortly be introducing to the canvas. NOBODY is gonna stand in me way anymore!
He shook his bald head, half of a banana peel flying off.
RAZE:
I used to be the kind of guy that would let others speak for him. Wade Manson when we were known as the Murder City Saints - Dante Interno when I was donning that mask under the name RUIN. I’m not gonna let no fockin’ body tell me what I can and can’t say, what I can and can’t feel, what I can and can’t do!
He balled his right hand into a fist, clubbing his chest so hard that he left a red mark. Due to the cut of his vest and him not wearing an undershirt, it was clear as day. RAZE didn’t look down to his chest, and continued as if nothing had happened.
RAZE:
That’s why I’ve signed with Millenium, that’s why I’ve returned to the ring. Truth be told, I never wanted to leave to begin with, and I never would ‘ave if it wasn’t for whispers in me ear. I know, without a shadow of a doubt, the only person that knows what’s best for me - IS ME. I control my own destiny! I choose my OWN path.
He had made it down the alleyway, looking from right to left and back again. Another second, and he turned right completely. The camera followed.
RAZE:
MWE is a place where I can start up somethin’ new, and I can be meself. I don’t have to appease no one, all I have to do is crack some skulls.
Again he chuckled, this time cracking his knuckles at the same as well.
RAZE:
Tonight, I’m lookin’ at you, Morag. I saw you’re a scotty bird, well I’m a Scouse fock that’s gonna ring your fockin’ bell! I’m bigger than ya and I’m stronger than ya. Bet your ass I’ll be lookin’ for a chaotic slugfest, but the win - belongs to me!
His eyes narrow into the lens as his camera points down into your soul.
RAZE:
Ta ra, Morag Bean!
Cut.
Singles Match
RAZE VS Morag Bean
WINNER: RAZE BY: Pinfall (Atomic Bomb), 6:29 |
Peyton Holland: "How's that for a debut?"
Ambra Monroe: "Impressive win by RAZE tonight. Sure, Morag is not one of the big players here in MWE but the way he decimated her? That's quite a message to send to the roster."
Peyton Holland: "What's even more impressive is that he didn't even break a sweat. Like, literally."
Ambra Monroe: "That tells me that we've seen here tonight from him? We barely scratched the surface. Definitely another intriguing signing made by Elsa and Vincent."
Ambra Monroe: "Impressive win by RAZE tonight. Sure, Morag is not one of the big players here in MWE but the way he decimated her? That's quite a message to send to the roster."
Peyton Holland: "What's even more impressive is that he didn't even break a sweat. Like, literally."
Ambra Monroe: "That tells me that we've seen here tonight from him? We barely scratched the surface. Definitely another intriguing signing made by Elsa and Vincent."
They clearly knew they only have a bit of time before their match if the double-quick steps are any indication, the twisted twins of course already dressed in some extra sparkly and cute hologram gear in black and gold tonight, matching down to the last details. The one on the left waves in a camera as they don’t slow down, but it’s interesting perhaps to note that neither twin despite the rapid motion forward is even remotely out of breath.
Aliyah Greene:
We tolllld you folks what was up, and well the fans at least seem to understand what we talkin’ bout even if it’s beyonnnnd the limited mental capacity Karen got left! We was gonna give her a lil pass because she’s gettin’ up there in years but nah nah she can’t keep our names out her mouth and sorry hunty, we ain’t interested.
They exchange a look that clearly says ‘ew’.
Annica Greene:
Always gotta talk stupid. Talk about silicone and shit like look we get it, when you was comin’ up that was industry standard but we’re sayin’ saline got less issues. Course the real issue is how you always gotta try and make other women shamed ‘cause you lame and less and well, all you done up to this point is all you done, ya hear? CAUSE YOU AIN’T GOOD NOUGH FOR BETTA.
The pair no look high five and continue their hustle.
Aliyah Greene:
Now tonight we got your idiot vapid empty head ass to deal with, an’ Olly too… so what is it, ya hypnotize his ass like that old woman in Get Out or… hahaha nevermind we don’t really care! We got your dumbass n’his with K20 which by the way why is that just…dumb too but anyhow. We expect ya to try and mess the match up because you straight up scared.
Annica Greene:
Figure you wanna get out of there faster than anythin’ cause ain’t just us, and it’s funny it’s SO FUNNY you ain’t cried about this like usual sayin’ that it’s not a one on one again but we reckon it’s you tryin’ to bank up some excuses like last time when you lost, but see it ain’t just us.
Aliyah Greene:
Tiff and Clyde hate y’all and we see why! So tell us now why we shouldn’t just park our fine fine fine asses on the commentary table and watch you four murder each other? HMM HMM.
The pair laugh evilly but keep moving at that faster clip.
Aliyah Greene:
Guess we gonna see what we gonna see but just remember - ANYYYY BODY BUT K2O!! ANYBODY!!
Tag Team Match
K2O VS Tiff & Clyde Eldon Jr. VS Bad & Boujee
WINNER: Clyde Eldon Jr. & Tiff BY: Pinfall (For You Dad), 14:55 |
Peyton Holland: "What were the chances that Karen and Olly turned this into a clusterfuck?"
Ambra Monroe: "As stated by Aliyah and Annica... Yeah, I don't think anybody is really surprised."
Peyton Holland: "Silver lining, their plan backfired on them and not only did they lose the match, but Olly got messed up pretty good by Annica."
Ambra Monroe: "Indeed. And look at Clyde now, revenge must taste so sweet."
Peyton Holland: "He and Tiff have been on quite the roll recently. Do you think management is considering them for a title shot?"
Ambra Monroe: "I honestly don't know. Are they even an 'official team'? Or is this just something that keeps happening though their goals is some singles glory? Let's not forget Tiffany has a granted title shot at any title in the company, including the tag titles."
Peyton Holland: "Using the opportunity she went through hell to win at Red Line for a tag shot? That'd be selfless, of course. But at the same time.. I don't know, it's not the route I would go, that's all I'm saying."
Ambra Monroe: "I guess we'll find out."
Earlier in the night, prior to tonight’s show, a camera finds Lowri Moss sitting on a crate somewhere backstage. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a Melissa Reeves t-shirt, the Welsh superstar is looking at something on her mobile phone, when a voice from behind the camera calls out to her.
“Lowri Moss?”
That instantly prompts her to look up from her phone.
“Can I ask you why you’re here? You aren’t scheduled to compete tonight.”
Lowri smiles courteously as she responds to the question.
Lowri Moss:
I was in the UK this past weekend for an FGA show, which was my first time wrestling there for the first time in nearly two and a half years, but because of the pandemic, it was also the first time that I had been there for any reason in almost as long, so I chose to stick around for a few days afterwards, before returning to the US, and I decided that on my way back I would go via Moline, so that I could be here to watch tonight’s show in person, rather than watching it from home.
She puts her phone in one of her pockets.
“That show in the UK was the pay-per-view event that the commentators mentioned during your match last week with Jessica Lasiewicz, right?”
Lowri responds with a shake of her head.
Lowri Moss:
No, they got that wrong: the pay-per-view was the weekend before my match with Jessica… ten, eleven days ago now; it’s not the only thing they’ve been wrong about in recent weeks as far as I’m concerned.
That remark piques the curiosity of the disembodied voice.
“What else have they been wrong about?”
There is a momentary hesitation from Lowri, before she answers the question.
Lowri Moss:
During the tag match two weeks ago, they said something about me not being a technical wizard. Now I’m aware that I’m not as well known for my technical skills as I am for my striking prowess, but I am a British wrestler after all, and British wrestlers wrote the book on technical wrestling; to anyone who doubts my credentials as a technical wrestler, I say go back to October, to the biggest win of my career, and just watch how I won that match.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Lowri Moss:
The most egregious thing that has been said about me though was back in December, at Below Zero, when one of them said that it would be a Christmas miracle if I walked out with the title– me winning the MWE World title would’ve been a Christmas… miracle?
She shakes her head again, but this time it is in disbelief at that particular comment.
“So if it wasn’t because there was a pay-per-view event in FGA coming up, why–”
Lowri interrupts the question, anticipating what was going to be asked.
Lowri Moss:
Sometimes you find yourself caught in a hold that you just can’t escape from, one that’s locked in so tight that you can’t counter it or reverse it, nor can you fight your way to the ropes, no matter how hard you try; ultimately in those circumstances, you’re left with little choice other than to accept the situation that you find yourself in, and to live to fight another day.
A sigh escapes her lips.
“Where do you go from here then?”
Lowri leans forward, gripping the edge of the crate with her hands.
Lowri Moss:
Well, I think it’s safe to assume that I won’t be the one challenging BROOKFORD for his title at Dark Web.
She smiles, despite herself. She then leaps off the crate.
Lowri Moss:
In fact, I don’t expect that I’ll be in a match at all on either night of the show, and so like I said last week to Jennifer Carter, I now have to look to put myself in a better position as we head towards the next pay-per-view, Bound For Greatness.
She lets out another sigh, as she takes a couple of steps towards the camera.
Lowri Moss:
The results of my recent matches, even though there have been extenuating circumstances in some of the ones that I haven’t won, they simply haven’t been good enough– a wrestler of my ability should be doing better… and I am going to do better; I’m going to turn my form around, and whether it’s at Bound For Greatness, Absolution, or whether it takes longer, it doesn’t matter, eventually I am going to become the MWE World Champion. And I won’t need a miracle to make it happen, either.
Lowri then walks off, out of shot, and the camera cuts away.
Singles Match
Pierce Manning VS Billy Danielson
WINNER: Billy Danielson BY: Pinfall (The Franchise), 10:44 |
Ambra Monroe: "Let's just listen to these fans reaction..."
The cheers were at an all time high, a deafening "Billy" chant echoing throughout the Arena and putting a big smile on the hometown boy.
Peyton Holland: "Danielson had the homefield advantage here in Illinois and he certainly exploited it perfectly."
Ambra Monroe: "I do believe they really played a part here tonight. There were moments when Billy was in great difficulty, I'm not sure he would have been able to turn the tides in any other state."
“Hypocrites…”
We cut backstage where we find ‘The Woman Scorned’ Kimberly Williams pacing back and forth anxiously. She is dressed in her wrestling gear. Her trusty and loyal Dalek watches on from afar.
Kimberly Williams:
So many hypocrites within this great land of MWE. So many hypocrites jockeying for what they truly believe to be their rightful place as the number one contender to the MWE World Championship. But out of the dozen or so actively campaigning for a title opportunity, how many of them actually deserve to be in the title picture? I only see one person who might actually deserve a World Title Match against Brooky. The rest of them are just making up facts as they go along in order to push their narrative and claim towards the number one contender status. You don’t even have to have held the World Championship. Just being near it makes you a liar, a cheat, and a con-artist.
The Woman Scorned smirks.
Kimberly Williams:
I’m an honest sociopath. The honest truth is that most world championships in most companies are beyond salvageable. The honest truth is that someone like me doesn’t need a World Championship to her name in order to claim greatness. I have beaten some of the very best, most talented athletes in this business today. I have beaten them and humiliated former World Champions in the center of the ring. I don’t need a big gold piece of tin that says “World Champion” on it to prove my greatness. My greatness speaks for itself when I step into the ring. But the rest of the people trying to make their case and trying in utter failure to control their narrative, people like Seth Iser for instance, they are living a lie. They think that being the World Champion makes one great.
Kimberly shakes her head.
Kimberly Williams:
Being the World Champion nowadays just means you are the best at playing backstage politics and winning at least one match, by hook or by crook, when it matters the most. This is why the only championship I recognize, the only championship I acknowledge as truly fair and truly devoid of dishonesty and deceit is the Chicago Way Championship. It is a division and a championship based entirely on chaos…and the thing about chaos is that it is fair.
Williams throws her head back and cackles nastily.
Kimberly Williams:
I operate upon the basis of chaos. Seth, I have no intentions on fighting you based on some false pretense of fairness. So if I choose to assault you with my penguin loaded with deadly lead weights, or if I choose to use my staple gun against your bare skin, or if I choose to stab you with my knife glove, or if I choose to bash your brains in with the infinity gauntlet, or if I choose to let Dalek here spray hot sauce into your eyes…
Dalek:
EXTERMINATE!
Kimberly Williams:
...then know that it is isn’t personal. It is just me being fair. Or maybe I won’t do any of that? Maybe I will fight you based on the letter of the law? Who knows? I sure as hell don’t have a plan. So we’ll see you at the ring, Seth my boy, and we’ll see what happens!
Williams skips away with the Dalek following closely behind.
We then head backstage with a camera set on one man sitting in the locker room. It’s a familiar sight as he has his head wrapped up tightly from that wound over his head, a sleeve that goes up to the shoulder to provide some protection from the pain he’s dealing with there and a heating pad over the knee that would be braced. You can see the shine of his knee brace in his locker there. You can see he’s picked a black and blue variation of his attire, something we haven’t seen in a little while.
Seth Iser:
I’m not exactly in a good mood.
He says it with a flat tone but filled with malice. A malice that yet…feels tired all the same. The glare etched on his face looks like it would make the devil cry even with his wounds. You can see his face turn to a sneer as if he’s contemplating something further.
Seth Iser:
It’s…taking a lot of control right now to just keep it reigned back at the moment. I’ve been through unbridled hell…so much so that I had to pull out of a lucrative event in England. But I’m keeping my commitments in the states for now. But far too many times…I’ve had to look at the damn reaper coming for me this year. I barely avoided him with Julian’s ordeal…but I know damn well he got one hell of a piece when Izzy and I tore into one another over in FGA.
As he states that he lets out a sigh…the agitation starts to wane slightly as more of…a humbled look comes across his face.
Seth Iser:
Far too much…we as wrestlers just go about this industry the wrong way. And far too often it gets to a certain point. And time and time again…when people have crossed me, they end up changed on the other side. Very few people…remain static. For good or ill I’m one of the defining things in the careers of far too many people. And…that I have to accept it for what it is.
He then just puts on that glare as he starts to take off the heating pad without losing eye contact with the camera man, what a professional.
Seth Iser:
But for the people I have changed…there’s that part of me that wishes I could change just a few more people because some of you in this damn locker room truly need your priorities readjusted and your asses humbled worse than the double dose of humble pie I’ve had to eat the past few months. And if that’s my pathway to BROOKFORD…I’m more than okay with that.
After he nods his head at this he reaches back and grabs the brace for his knee with one hand while placing the heating pad where the brace was in the other. He does have to look down at how to put on that brace fully but he continues talking.
Seth Iser:
But right now…I have to deal with someone who has quite a bloodthirsty streak. She’s often begging Vincent and Elsa…but mostly Vincent about wanting to have some sort of bloodthirsty match idea. She’s got more in common with the crazy deathmatch ghouls of Japan than the majority of her American co-workers with that kind of mind-frame.
As he starts to apply the brace tightly, he just glances at the camera with a sneer.
Seth Iser:
Kimberly Williams…I’m speaking of you.
He says with a firm resolve before he resumes going back to the brace but he does continue speaking.
Seth Iser:
As effective as that is for you…you can’t keep burning the candle at both ends and the center with that style. You’ll end up battered even worse than me in a few years. If it wasn’t the drug use, I’m pretty sure the brutality of those hardcore matches are what helped age my damn face prematurely. Little hard to see the scars considering this…wrap I have to wear but take my word for it. I don’t think Rebecca entirely picked me for looks, you know.
He lets out a shrug with his shoulders but he does wince ever so slightly when using his left shoulder in a more prolonged movement. This isn’t exactly effortless for him.
Seth Iser:
I also see you playing your game about power couples considering…the other two thirds of my Triumvirate. It’s all fun and games until you poke the wrong bear you know…
He has that frown etched on his face.
Seth Iser:
But when I talk, I’d rather do it here. Means significantly more than over twitter. You can get a hundred likes for a soundbite over social media but I’d rather have a hundred thousand dollars over something I said here that’s replayed forever. Still think we do too much talking over social media these days…but wrestling always adapts to the formats around it.
He’s almost done with his brace and then once it’s all in place he grits his teeth before letting out a stomp on the floor. It hurts him to do that but he’s not going to give away how bad he’s actually hobbled at the moment.
Seth Iser:
I might feel like hell Kim but consider tonight your damn lucky day. I’m going to teach you a lesson free of charge…and that’s the difference between someone who gives in too much to their bloodlust versus someone who maintains a cold discipline throughout. I used to be like you… a little too wild. Maybe a little bit too uncaring about my own damn well being in some ways. But I’m going to show you a more practical way you can use your taste for violence in that ring. You will become an even better wrestler then you are now and hell…maybe you’ll win even more championships in a couple years with this added knowledge. That could be how I change you…
And then just like that, you can see his face switch back to that more malicious look at the beginning…the thing he hid for a moment but can turn on a dime as if he’s channeling into it.
Seth Iser:
But you bring that god damn Dalek? I’ll send that motherfucker to scrapheap with a DDT. Short trip, bad landing. If he brings that god damned chip, then I’ll fold the metalic bastard like an accordion with Black Magic and I won’t give a damn. And whether it’s the DDT, the Dream Eater, the Black Magic…or anything else in my arsenal that I’ve learned and molded over the last two DECADES in this sport, I’ll teach you this lesson and start my process of humbling this damn locker room. And there won’t be a god damned thing you, anyone in the locker room, or any god damn divine creature can do to stop me!
You can see the vein pop from his right arm but he’s not bouncing up and burning off that sealed anger in that moment. We just get a taste of what’s brewing…before we fade out from this view.
Singles Match
Kimberly Williams VS Seth Iser
WINNER: Seth Iser BY: Pinfall (Deprivation DDT), 11:03 |
Peyton Holland: "First of all.. Is the Dalek ok?"
Ambra Monroe: "Has it ever been? I mean, we're talking about a robot threatening to exterminate the human race, can you seriously say it's ok?"
Peyton Holland: "That's a fair point. What I'm saying is, should we expect the usual level of craziness from now on or are things about to escalate? Remember, last time the Dalek malfunctioned, after the Blackbeard's Revenge match, it proposed to the owner Grace van Beek, and it still claims that she's its wife."
Ambra Monroe: "I wish I had an answer, Peyton. What I can say is that Seth got a good win right before Dark Web IV. Even though he doesn't look in the best shape of his life."
Peyton Holland: "Some nagging minor injury dragging from the past weeks... Hopefully he'll be 100% in ten days."
Backstage here at Millenium we see Bad and Boujee, Annica and Aliyah after a hard fought match earlier in the night. Looking frustrated with the result the two are standing together, discussing it. When suddenly a loud commotion can be heard as we see Karen Eldon sprint into frame, shoulder checking Annica into the wall.
Karen Eldon:
YOU LITTLE LOSERS DESERVE THIS!
While Annica gets knocked off her feet, Karen turns and swing her purse at Aliyah. Having had time to register the attack Ailyah ducks it. Karen drops the purse due to the force of her swing. Realizing her sneak attack failed Karen waits a moment. Ailyah looks down at her sister to check on her for just a moment before Karen makes a run for it. This time it is noticeable that she’s gone out of her way to switch from her ring boots into literal track shoes.
Running around the corner Ailyah starts the chase after her. Karen knocks down a catering table to try to stall her, but Ailyah jumps over it. Making her way down the hall, Ailyah starts to gain on her until Karen makes it to the parking lot. Aliyah storms out of the door only to find herself face to face with Karen and Olly, who is wielding a baseball bat. Ready to tee off.
Aliyah Greene:
Yeah you better hide behind him!
Karen does actually stand behind Olly at first, stepping out beside him once she is called out on it.
Karen Eldon:
You two are going to be out of our lives for good at Dark Web!
Karen yells this as Annica, having recovered walks out beside her sister, holding Karen’s purse. She uses the strap to fling it at Karen but it heads right towards Olly instead. Olly swings and hits the purse but it ricochets off the bat grazing Karen on the side of the head.
Karen Eldon:
You little!
Karen screams out as she holds the side of her face, the purse doing minimal damage at all just a little cut. But Ms. Eldon makes it seem as though it’s done permanent damage. Annica and Aliyah have a laugh at her expense. The pair point at Karen and laugh in synch with each other, even as Annica cuts a glance to Olly - respect the bat if not the man!
Aliyah Greene:
Yeahhhhh see, that’s what you get! That’s what you get!
Annica Greene:
You two betta go on, git! Security’s comin’ cause we ran through the back and you knowww management’s prolly been waitin’ to fine y’all.
Seeming annoyed enough now by the purse to actually want to fight them, Karen weighs her options and looks at Olly and the bat. Feeling safe where she is at as Olly, looks more than eager to get into it with as bad of a mood as he’s been in lately.
Karen Eldon:
We’ll see you at Dark Web! You will pay for this!
Karen points at the little tiny bit of blood on her face as Ailyah and Annica laugh as she gathers her purse, these two seeming ready to finally settle things at Dark Web.
The scene opens somewhere backstage. Faizah Marshall is sitting on a directors style chair. Her legs are crossed. The Cloud Gate Championship is resting on her lap.
Faizah Marshall:
Am I afraid of Joey LeClair? That’s the rumor traveling backstage and among MWE fans all over the world. There is one simple answer to that.
There is a dramatic pause from Faizah. Shaking her head she completes her thought.
Faizah Marshall:
No, I am afraid of no one.
I am not the one who declared war against The Academy alumni, am I? Nope. That was Joey after he forgot that a triple threat match is NO DISQUALIFICATION. TD’s involvement was perfectly legal, I somehow cheated to become the Cloud Gate Champion? Ok, whatever. I didn’t appreciate his lecture nor do I appreciate his hypocrisy of playing the “This isn’t what I wanted but I’ll prove what a hypocrite I am accepting a disqualification win” card. By the way Elsa, that’s why I said you are calling my victory into question, why else would you give the two people affected by TD’s actions a chance to become the number one contender for my championship when in reality, both Summer and Joey should head to the back of the line, they lost, without controversy, why are you subjecting me to this?
Faizah sighs.
Faizah Marshall:
It’s going to take a lot more than Summer or Joey’s attitude problems to take away what I worked damn hard to earn. I get the feeling you don’t like me at all, Elsa. That’s ok, truly, it is, like it or not, I am the Cloud Gate Champion, at Dark Web, that isn’t going to chance. Who’s planet is this? Planet Faizah, learn to love it.
Faizah Marshall stands up and storms off as the scene fades to black.
Falls Count Anywhere Match
Andrew Raynes VS Lucie Callaway
WINNER: Andrew Raynes BY: Pinfall (Golden God Kick), 15:12 |
Ambra Monroe: "Yeah, I don't think Lucie is going to be happy when she gets up."
Andrew snatched his title from the referee's hand and raised it in the air.
Dalek: "Prepare to be EXTERMINATED!"
Dalek was back, rolling at full speed down the hallway, blinking light a Christmas tree. He was charging straight at Raynes, who tried to roll to the side to avoid impact but he got hit by the dome-headed creature. The champ was down, bloodied, sore and with a Dalek threatening him. With a hushed buzz, one of Dalek's hydraulic arms extended and pointed the hot sauce dispenser to the Embracer Of Hate. Showing no mercy, he fired the hot juice right to his face. The little quantity that caught him in the eyes left him momentary blinded, the few droplets that landed on the open wound caused him to writhe in pain.
Adding insult to injury, Dalek picked up the Chicago Way championship and left with it.
With the shot opening on Melissa Reeves, she’s shown backstage with her sister.
Alex Reeves:
Ahhh, JPK… brother of your ex, right?
Melissa nods.
Melissa Reeves:
That’s right, and he’s quite a challenging competitor. Sucks to see, though, that the sweet guy I met all that time ago has matured into a pretty nasty man since. I suppose that’s what this industry can do, it twists people into these selfish sorts. That’s why I worry about you for it sometimes.
Rolling her eyes, Alex shakes her head. Mel clears her throat.
Melissa Reeves:
As for JPK, well I don’t expect much from him in terms of honour or fairness, but I do think it’ll be a good battle to face him.
Alex Reeves:
If he can stop himself from shenanigans, that is, right?
Again, the elder sister nods.
Melissa Reeves:
And there’s no guarantee there. I guess we’ll see though. But I do need the win and victory over him, no matter his attitude, it does mean something.
Alex Reeves:
Right, right… well I think he’s going to come into this one feeling nervous, right? I mean you’re pretty well known, you’re respected. Even he probably respects you, maybe.
Mel shrugs.
Melissa Reeves:
Maybe, but respect can equal jealousy in wrestling. Jealousy or even just hate, sometimes. Hopefully that won’t be the case tonight. You know me, I just want a fair fight. So, JPK…
She turns to the camera, directly.
Melissa Reeves:
Don’t let me down, okay sweetie? See you soon.
Alex winks and closes the door on the camera guy, ending the segment.
Singles Match
Jordan Parker-Kane VS Melissa Reeves
WINNER: Melissa Reeves BY: Pinfall (Magnitude Nine), 10:44 |
Peyton Holland: "Great showing by JPK, but in the end it wasn't enough.
Ambra Monroe: "It's honestly hard to imagine he could more than this. Mel is one of the most successful and accomplished wrestlers on the roster."
Peyton Holland: "Make no mistakes, she's not settling though. The second world title reign is still on her 'to-do' list."
Ambra Monroe: "She's put together a series of great performances since coming back from the injury with only few setbacks. I'm sure it didn't go unnoticed."
Backstage in the boiler room area where it is dark and damp we hear the footsteps of a woman pacing the floor back and forth. As the camera zooms in to get a closer look we can begin to make out the features; it is none other than “The Archangel” Jessica Lasiewicz. One half of the duo known as Fabulous is dressed in denim jeans, black boots, a Duke Blue Devils t-shirt, and a black hooded leather jacket. Her long blue hair hangs straight to past the shoulders. The Archangel eventually comes to a stop and turns to face the camera.
Jessica Lasiewicz:
You know, on social media recently I just mentioned as an aside that I was one of the few not actively campaigning for a World Title Match. Even my sister, Kimberly, she brought up those many names who were actively campaigning for a World Title Match, acting as if they belonged when there are many who do not belong and they know damn well that they do not belong.
Lasiewicz shakes her head.
Jessica Lasiewicz:
I’m not among them. I am not actively campaigning for much of anything, really. I’ve just been given opportunity after opportunity and I have been taking advantage of them all. In fact, in my last three singles matches I pinned Melissa Reeves…a former MWE World Champion…I made Lowri Moss…a former MWE Cloud Gate Champion…submit, and over on GCW television I pinned a former GCW World Champion in Nadia Allen. If anyone can make a case for a title shot it is me. Opponent after opponent has been put in front of me and I have been beating them all. And I will continue to go through anyone and everyone that is put in front of me. Because that’s what I do. I wrestle…
The Archangel holds up one finger.
Jessica Lasiewicz:
...but there is ONE thing I have asked for, one thing both Summer and I have expressed a desire for; we want our shot at the MWE World Tag Team Championship. Because Summer and I haven’t given up on our tag team. We haven’t given up on Fabulous. MWE management may have given up on it but we haven’t. And we will continue to show up and make our case, we will continue to do our jobs, until we get what we want.
A grin forms upon her face.
Jessica Lasiewicz:
As Summer has rightly pointed out, as others have rightly pointed out, we ARE good enough that we can do both. So if you don’t believe that fabulous is good enough for the tag team division then by all means, continue booking us individually. If you do then this is your future…Summer and I will both win singles championships, we will then use that gold to force your hand and force you to grant us our tag title match, and we will win those as well. We are quietly making waves, we are quietly building up momentum, all because we are not actively campaigning for anything like everyone else. Ignore us while you can but soon you will be unable to ignore us. Soon we will be covered in gold, and that is absolutely Fabulous.
Singles Match
BROOKFORD VS Julian Savell
WINNER: BROOKFORD BY: Pinfall (Problem… Solved), 19:06 |
Ambra Monroe: "Don't call it a comeback, call it payback!"
Lucie's head was still wrapped in heavy bandages, and you could tell by the unprecise chair shots that she wasn't 100% and, most likely, she was here against medical advice. But she didn't care, costing Julian the match wasn't enough. She wanted to put him and his SABER bodyguard down, make them pay for that ambush earlier in the night.
Fighting Rebekkah didn't seem like a good idea. Fighting her and Julian was a horrible idea. Fghting them in these conditions was suicidal. Luckily for Lucie, security was quickly on the scene, dragging the former Chicago Way champion away before her stubborness and recklessness could cost her an injury and, potentially, her career.
A close up of a kicking and screaming Lucie Callaway was the image on which the show ended. The next event on Calendar will be Dark Web IV on March 26th and 27th.