Riot In Maine

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Post by gvb on Apr 26, 2022 2:15:19 GMT -6

Riot in Maine
Live from Cross Insurance Center in Portland, ME
Sunday, April 17th, 2022

Junior Heavyweight Championship Match

JJ Night © VS Donovan Keane

Having learned the ropes in the same place, learning from the same mentors and having sparred together more than once, these two competitors were quite familiar with each other’s style. That was clear since the very first minutes of the match, basically a game of chess between the two Nightfall Fights products. Only the experience advantage allowed Donnie to seize control with an armdrag and momentarily slow down the pace.
But the match didn’t stay on the ground for long. Both competitors favore a fast pace and acrobatic style and soon they were flying all over the ring, showcasing their agility. Donnie’s springboard cutter gave the tag team specialist an early two count.
Being lured into putting his title on the line and the difficult start he was having were putting a lot of pressure on JJ, more than he was able to handle. Donovan was in full control, scoring another near fall with a suplex-lift double knee gutbuster. After the young champion kicked out, Keane whipped him in the corner and followed with a running forearm smash. Next he began to chop him on the chest. Every single chop was followed by mocking words, or perhaps an attempt to get a reaction out of the young Night.
If that was the case, Donovan got exactly what he wanted. On the following Irish whip, JJ grabbed the top rope with both hands and performed a handstand, landing on the apron as Keane crashed into the empty corner. From the edge of the ring, the Junior Heavyweight champion connected a high kick to the head that rocked Donnie, sending him stumbling toward the center of the ring. JJ glanced at him and went for his Chidori (springboard forearm smash) but Donovan had it scouted and intercepted him with a dropkick.
Another close call for the young champion who barely kicked out of Donnie’s tiger suplex. JJ finally reacted, managing to catch with a spinning heel kick. Donovan immediately got up, but Night was already behind him, grabbing his arm and pulling him into the Knee’d To Sleep (wristlock into a jumping high kick). Night hooked the leg for the cover but Donnie raised his shoulder in the nick of time.
Even in the final moments of the match, the pace didn’t slow down. The two went back and forth, trading quick pinning predicaments for a good couple of minutes. JJ put Donnie’s shoulder down with a backslide but Keane kicked out in two and rolled back to his feet, blasting the champ with a knee to the face as JJ was getting up. Donnie then climbed to the top rope and went for his patented DK Bomb. But on his way down from the swanton bomb he found nothing but the empty canvas as JJ rolled out of the way. The Academy graduate took a breathe waiting for the opponent to get up and blasted him with the Amaterasu (spinning roundhouse kick), keeping Keane down for the three,

WINNER: JJ Night (STILL JUNIOR HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION)
BY: Pinfall (Amaterasu), 10:31

We open backstage in the dressing room area of the Cross Insurance Center in Portland, Maine. It is there that we find “The British Bombshell” Glory Braddock stretching in preparation for her upcoming tag team match. Tonight on Riot she is yet again teaming with her childhood best friend Sophie O’Brian. For those who know Braddock, they find it strange that as long as she and Sophie have been friends and allies, and as close as they are, they have never before tried to win tag team gold together. Is this the beginning of a new partnership and a new achievement for the pair of friends? Time will tell, but Braddock certainly hopes so. The British Bombshell is focused intently on her preparation, but her reverie is broken when she feels a tapping on her shoulder. Glory turns around and finds Sophie O’Brian standing there behind her.

Glory Braddock:
Where the hell have you been, mate? We have a match tonight and we still haven’t discussed strategy.

Sophie O’Brian:
Strategy? Gloria, the strategy is simple…the bigger they are, the harder they fall. I am aware that they are big, they are powerful, but we are much more intelligent than those two foul smelling gorillas. We will outwit them, outwrestle them, and then humble them. It’s as easy as that.

Braddock chuckles.

Glory Braddock:
You seem more confident than usual. Don’t you think you might be underestimating Tank and Dusty a little?

Sophie O’Brian:
Trust me, Gloria, I know what I am talking about. I know because I know their type. My brother IS their type…big, dumb, all power and no brains

Glory Braddock:
You can go in with that attitude if you want but I refuse to underestimate anyone. Besides, Tank and Dusty have tag team experience that we lack. Our first outing as a tag team was against another team that had never worked together before. Faizah thought she could use us as a stepping stone and we proved her wrong. But tonight is different. Tank and Dusty have experience working together. This will be challenging.

Braddock places a hand on Sophie’s shoulder.

Glory Braddock:
But I know that you and I can win.

Sophie O’Brian:
Why have we never done this before, Gloria? I have been tag team champions with multiple partners before, but never with you, and you are my closest friend. At times in my life, you were my only friend. Yet we never once tried to become tag team champions together.

Glory sighs.

Glory Braddock:
Part of it is my fault, I suppose. I have been so focused and so hell bent on my own singular success, making myself into this legend, and in the process of winning world title after world title, main eventing so many pay per views, I just forgot what is most important in life. I forgot about my family, my friends, and those who care about me. But that has changed. I think I finally managed to rediscover who I need to be and what my priorities should be. And I know that I don’t have many years left in my career, so one thing I definitely want to accomplish before all is said and done for me is win tag team gold with you.

Sophie O’Brian:
And what about winning another world championship?

The British Bombshell shrugs her shoulders.

Glory Braddock:
Who knows? Maybe it will come someday? I am definitely not forgetting about that, but like I said, my priorities are straight now and at the top of that list is you and me, winning the tag team titles.

Tag Team Match

Tank Steiner & Dusty Douglas VS Glory Braddock & Sophie O'Brian

The tag team champion Tiffany Lynn-Page was sitting at the commentary booth, keeping a close eye on competition. By her own admission though, she was here to scout Glory and Sophie since they had beat Dusty and Tank so many times already. And when Amy pointed out how their last defense was tainted by Olly’s interference, she just ignored her and kept talking about how below them Dusty and Tank actually are.
But inside the ring, the powerhouse duo looked hell bent on proving her wrong and climbing their way back up the ranks to earn another shot. Not even two expert competitors like Sophie and Glory could do much against their overwhelming power. Dustin, especially, was on a mission, determined to show that APE made a mistake to replace him with REDD. Showing an impressive mobility for a guy of his size, the Murder Train moved quickly between the ropes, sending Braddock in the corner with a shotgun dropkick and followed with a running knee strike. Dustin made the cover but he stayed too close to the ropes and Glory could easily get her right foot on the bottom rope.
Braddock turned the tides with a Gloria in Excelsis Deo (codebreaker) on Dusty who just got back in the ring after leaving the stage to Tank for a couple of minutes. Tiffany on commentary caught the opportunity to take a zinger on the opponent, saying that this was why they had to bring back REDD into APE. Douglas heard her and had something to say about it. But to do that, he turned his back on O’Brian who just dragged him down with a rear mat slam.
Sophie worked the opponent on the mat, trying to wear him out with chokeholds. Dusty’s resilience allowed him to survive, his strength was the key to break through the submission and reach his partner in the corner. Steiner entered the ring and leveled the charging Sophie with a clothesline. He then tossed her around a bit and got a near fall with the Austrian Suplex. O’Brian replied a minute later with a big enziguri that caused the big man to stumble toward the center of the ring. Tag to Glory and the duo knocked him down with a roundhouse kick/sweep kick combination. The British Bombshell then connected the London Plunge (swan dive headbutt) for another two count.
Tank Steiner was fighting on two fronts. Against Glory in the ring, of course, and with his own partner to keep him focused on the action every time he got distracted by Tiffany’s remarks. And it happened quite often. Inside the ring, he juggled quite well, almost beheading the Best In The World with Das Boot, but the brutal kick to the face wasn’t enough to keep the former Riot champion down.
As if Tiffany wasn’t enough of a distraction, Dusty had to deal with REDD paying a visit too, returning the courtesy from last Wednesday. Much like Thunder the week before, Dusty couldn’t resist and went in his nemesis’ face. Tank called him to order, lowering his guard and allowing Sophie to hit him with a vicious knee strike to the face. Steiner was stunned, needing a moment to regain his bearings after the hard strike. But a moment was also all O’Brian needed to catch him with the Ode To Braddock (swinging fisherman’s neckbreaker) securing another big win for her team, against the former contenders nonetheless. Douglas tried to get back to the ring in time to break up the pin but he couldn’t get there in time as REDD drove him into the floor with a big German suplex.

WINNER: Sophie O’Brian & Glory Braddock
BY: Pinfall (Ode To Braddock), 12:09

Here we are backstage at the Cross Insurance Center, and here are the twins themselves, Aliyah and Annica Greene, otherwise known as Bad & Boujee. The pair are as usual dressed in 100% matching sets of gear in blue, purple and silver, with sequins and fringe galore. Aliyah is fussing with her sister’s hair before the pair turn towards the approaching camera and give smirks in complete sync with each other’s.

Aliyah Greene:
Finally we facin’ a team that ain’t K20!

Annica Greene:
Aliyah but we can’t face K2O anymore… because they’re broke up! Karen at least finally gets to be the manager instead of askin’ for one tho.

Aliyah Greene:
Enough of thaaaaat mess. Let them get on with gettin’ on. Tonight here in FABULOUS Portland Maine… man, I didn’t know they did this so much, did you? Reusing names all over the place. Shouldn’t this be like, Old Portland and then the one in Oregon be New Portland? Anyway. We here in it, and we’re facing a team called f a b u l o u s.

Annica Greene:
Yep. Got a Collins and a Lasiewicz in that. What, y’all surprised we know who they is? You shouldn’t be.

Aliyah Greene:
We. Pay. Attention.

Each of those words was punctuated with a clap from the twins.

Annica Greene:
Say what you wanna, we ain’t stoppin’ you from it and honestly? We don’t CARE about ya words. Just care about seein’ first hand what ya got as a team. So, see you two out there.

The pair give a no-look high five and head out, swinging those lush hips as they go!

Singles Match

Julian Savell VS Gareth Prichard Jr.

Savell immediately tried to take the match in his favorite territory, an all-out brawl. He threw some wild punches at Gareth, getting the first (of many) warnings from the ref. Gareth accepted the challenge and fought back punch for punch, and it looked like he could get the upper hand, but Julian turned once again the tides by stomping on his foot and sending him on his back with an uppercut.
That overly aggressive style that got Julian the advantage in the early minutes of the match was also what allowed Gareth to turn the tides. Too early Julian went for the Golden God Kick and ended up in Prichard’s ankle lock. The Welsh immediately put a lot of pressure on Savell’s foot, doing quite some damage in the short time he could keep the submission locked, before Jules reached the ropes.
GPJ worked meticulously on that leg, and it was starting to pay off. Julian was limping, visibly struggling to put weight on that leg but he bit the bullet and kept fighting. When Gareth hit him with a hard kick behind the knee, Rebekkah earned her paycheck by pulling Julian out of the ring before the former Briefcase winner could apply another submission. TAFKA Neal Durden sprinted toward the ropes on the opposite side of the ring to dive on the duo. The SABER employee showed great spirit of abnegation as she pushed her client out of the way ready to take the full impact of Gareth’s suicide dive but the King Of Failure was only faking it, slowing down and using the momentum to shift on the apron, hitting the bodyguard with a kick to the face. Her sacrifice was not in vain as it gave Julian the opportunity to sweep Gareth off his feet, causing him to land onto his back on the hardest part of the ring.
Savell happily took advantage of the situation, momentarily sliding back in the ring only to reset the count and buy himself more time to punish the opponent on the outside, using the ring post, the apron and the barricade as weapons to maximize the damage done. All that led up to a nasty apron DDT, after which the Savior Of Wrestling pushed the opponent back in the ring and made the cover, but GPJ was not done yet.
Savell’s diving knee strike caught Gareth on the side of the head, and while it wasn’t enough to keep Prichard down, it left him stunned, putting the match downhill for the former Pride champion. Julian doubled down with the Savior Kick (superkick) to the kneeling Welsh, but not even that could keep Gareth down.
It looked like Julian could bring this one home as he scored yet another near fall with the tornado DDT. But you can never count out someone like Gareth, and Savell learned it the hard way. Prichard dodged the crescent kick and immediately grabbed his leg, locking him in a painful kneebar. Savell tried to break through it, but Prichard didn’t leave him any opening. He then tried to reach the ropes but they were too far away, and the pain in his leg too much leaving him no choice but to tap out.

WINNER: Gareth Prichard Jr.
BY: Submission (Kneebar), 14:36

We open backstage, specifically at the ready area of the Cross Insurance Center in Portland, Maine; it is there where we see Summer Collins and Jessica Lasiewicz, the duo collectively known as Fabulous. Both are wearing matching ring gear; tri-colored royal blue, black, and white cheerleader uniforms with “Fabulous” printed on the front. Confident expressions are etched across their faces.

Summer Collins
Ok children, I hope everyone has been taking notes because class is back in session and your absolutely FABULOUS teachers are going to give you another lesson.”

Collins holds up one finger.

Summer Collins
Lesson number one, this tag team division STILL belongs to us. It still belongs to the very best tag team in wrestling today, and that team stands right here before you today. It is the only tag team that can simultaneously hold two tag team championships in two different companies. It is the only tag team that look damn good outside the ring and kick some major ass inside the ring. And it is the only tag team that can rock the sexy cheerleader look inside the squared circle. Of course I am talking about myself and Jessica Lasiewicz, together we are ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS. We were once the queens of this tag team division. But then we stepped aside to pursue other opportunities. And all of these other teams out there…Glorious Golden Era, K20, Tiff and Meg, all them got their turn at the tag team championship for one reason and for one reason only.

Summer sneers.

Summer Collins
Because WE allowed it.

Jessica Lasiewicz:
If you don’t believe her just look take a look at exhibit A…we told our reigning champions, PAper Tiger Tiff and Paper Tiger Meg…that we were gonna punch them in the mouth, beat their asses, and humiliate them. And that’s exactly what happened. We marched to the ring, beat the champions, and looked great doing it. And in the process we put the entire tag team division on notice. Because we still have other teams out there who think that they can have the throne that rightfully belongs to us. Tank and Dusty…Glory and Sophie…Faizah and Millie…”

The Archangel points a finger into the camera.

Jessica Lasiewicz:
...and Bad & Boujee. Aliyah, Annica, I have to admit that I loved what you did to K20. You practically ran them out of the tag team division, you ran Karen out of wrestling. Now while that is definitely something that should make you a candidate for sainthood, it does not in any way shape or form entitle you to cut ahead of the line in terms of tag team championship contention. You beat Karen and Olly, and while that is impressive, the fact remains that the standard bearer in tag team wrestling is still ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS. And if you want to advance your tag team credentials in MWE, you need to beat me and Summer.

Lasiewicz shakes her head.

Jessica Lasiewicz:
And that just isn’t going to happen.

Summer Collins:
Aliyah, Annica, class is in session. We are going to take you to school. Take notes, learn well the lessons of pain and heartache. Because tonight we remind you where your proper place is in the tag team food chain. Tonight we stake our claim to what we have already earned…a shot at the MWE World Tag Team Championship…and we will not let you stand in our way. We will do whatever it takes to get past you tonight.

Jessica Lasiewicz:
Whatever it takes. By any means necessary.

Summer Collins:
And THAT, ladies, is absolutely Fabulous.

Tag Team Match

Bad & Boujee VS Fabulous

The expectations for this match were high, and the two tag teams didn’t disappoint. The pace was quick from the get going thanks to Aliyah and Annica immediately taking control and tagging in and out frequently to isolate Jessica in their half of the ring. But the Archangel fought her way out of the enemy corner. A back elbow to Annica on the apron followed by a forearm smash that rocked Aliyiah. Another elbow to the face to knock the opponent off the apron followed by a forward roll underneath her sister’s clothesline attempt to set herself on the route to her partner.
Summer entered the ring like a house on fire, catching Aliyah with a series of arm drags. Three in total, then she hit the Valiant Anarchy Tag champion with a standing dropkick that sent her back against the ropes. Annica tagged herself in and charged at Summer, but she suffered almost the same fate as her sister. Three arm drags followed, this time, by a tornado DDT. With Aliyah still down on the outside, Collins attempted a cover but Annica popped her shoulder up before the three.
Annica got the opening she needed with a hair pull backbreaker and finally reached her sister. The fresh Aliyah entered the ring and immediately set the pace with a spectacular standing moonsault side slam. Jessica had to step in and break up the pinning predicament, saving her partner and allowing the match to continue.
This match had everything you expected from two top notch teams. Perfect chemistry translating into quick tags and combined moves. The former MWE Tag champions connected their Golden Kiss Of Death on Annica but her sister was right there and made the save.
Not to be outshined, the twins reminded everyone why they’re considered one of the best teams in the business today when they combined their finisher moves on Summer. Annica slammed her on the mat with her Like Woah (Pop-Up Powerbomb) and Aliyah followed with the My Sunglasses Are Gucci. The only reason why they didn’t get the win out of it was because of Jessica thinking quick and blast the legal twin with her Our Lady Peace.
The Archangel stepped up her game and in the final moments of the match looked perfectly in control. With moves like In Your Dreams and her Beauty she went very close to the win, but in both cases Aliyah managed to save herself. Jess then tried to set her up for the Pure Deformation but Greene bent forward and pinned her shoulders down with a backslide. Her sister was quick to reach Summer across the ring and knock her down preemptively, so that when Aliyah leaned her feet on the middle rope to get extra-leverage, she could grab them and hold her down, frustrating Jessica’s attempt at kicking out.

WINNER: Bad & Boujee
BY: Pinfall (Backslide Pin), 13:22

“Rinse. Wash. Repeat.”

The words echoed inside of the near empty locker room. Sitting in a brown leather chair, fully dressed for the night already, was Duke Andrews. Black long tights, sporting the Red, White and Blue designed up and down the right leg, the APE logo on the left left, the battle ape image. His knee pads donning an American flag on each, with Top Heel inscribed over in gold.

Duke Andrews:
I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve been the biggest thorn in your side since you managed to rob me of my title. I’m not even ashamed of getting to this point. You have done nothing to earn that title of being World Champion. You have failed up and down the road. Needing interference to keep your reign alive when it’s about to slip. And then having the balls to deny the fact that you, the gothic queen, and Valentine have no connection? Get bent.

Duke adjusted one of his knee pads before he leaned forward. His t-shirt hung behind him on the wall, a black hat on backwards as he looked down at his folded hands.

Duke Andrews:
When it comes to this business you know that I’m better than you at every turn. Every sack of shit that spent their money to enter the arena tonight knows that. The idiots at home, they all know that as well. You want to throw strikes? I’m going to hit you harder. Wanna get down and try and be a technician? I’ll choke you out or snap your tendons with the snap of my fingers. Stand face to face and I’ll body you up on the mic.

Duke closed his hands as he hung his head. Taking a deep breath before lifting his eyes in the direction of the camera.

Duke Andrews:
That isn’t me just pounding my chest. This is me being real with you Nathaniel. This is me stating facts. This is a match you created. You set this up and now you have to face the consequences. Tonight, you face the reaper.

Duke lifted his head and a little smirk formed on his face.

Duke Andrews:
For whatever reason, Elsa made this match. Even out of her jurisdiction, which is fine. I’m not worried about who you find to be your lumberjacks. I’m expecting you to hunt high and low to find people that may not like me. I mean, I’ve given you a few days to see my lineup. I don’t even need to speculate who you’re choosing. That doesn’t bother me one bit. That doesn’t impose fear in me. I’ve gone toe to toe with some of the biggest, baddest, and best in this business. So I guess we will just wait and see what bottom of the barrel you bring to the ring. Remember this though, pal, this is the group that you need to save your ass.

A long sigh, a deep exhale as he looks up behind the camera before looking back down.

Duke Andrews:
Tonight is the end of your reign. Tonight I bring back my title. Tonight we go to war in that ring. Enough talking, big boy. Don’t worry, soon enough you can slip back into catering where you belong.

Devon Slayton is caught backstage by a camera man but he is suddenly stopped by Jenny Carter.

Jenny Carter:
Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm here backstage with Devon Slayton and...

Devon gently reaches over and takes the mic from the young woman with a polite nod.

Devon Slayton:
Let me guess, you want a word with me?

The interviewer nods with a confused look on her face.

Devon Slayton:
Well I'll give you and the rest of MWE a word...but not here, so if you'll please pardon me?

Devon then walks out of the camera's view, leaving a confused interviewer behind before the cameras cut to the entrance way where a strange reverbing noise starts to echo throughout the venue until finally it echoes into the opening of Rob Zombie's "Ratfinks, Suicide Tanks, and Cannibal Girls" as Devon Slayton himself comes walking out onto the entrance way with a towel around his neck and a confident smile on his face as he motions for his music to be cut before bringing a mic up to his lips

Devon Slayton:
Well hello there, Portland!! It's been a while hasn't it?

Look, I just wanted to be upfront and apologize for not being my usual bombastic self these past few months, you all deserve nothing but my fucking best and I've done nothing but fail you more than a handful of times and the reason is simple;

I got lost in a piss poor narrative.

A loud booing can be heard as Devon nods in agreement with the booing and then he waits for it to die back down before he brings his mic back up

Devon Slayton:
Now I'm not going to go into anything about this "narrative" or who caused it, but I want you all to understand that while it took one of the fucking *STIFFEST* slaps that I've ever had to knock me out of that narrative and back into reality, it also knocked some sense back into this broken and battered old brain of mine because after that slap, I took a long, hard think and the more that I thought about what had gone on...the more pissed off I got and the more pissed off that I got, the more that I realized just what I *should* fucking be doing with all of this pent up anger and fury...

Devon's face cracks into a wolfish smile which he then directs at the camera as he nods for a moment.

Devon Slayton:
I do believe that I...*owe* a couple of people a bad turn or two. Maybe I need to start practicing what I preach and maybe...just mmaayybbeee it's time for the talking to end and for me to just get back to doing what I do best and that's go down to that fucking ring and just fucking *WRESTLE*, what do you all think about THAT?!

The crowds in Portland explode with cheers as the former "Black Savior of the Dominion" spreads his arms out and takes in the cheers for little bit before he brings the mic back up as the cheering dies down.

Devon Slayton:
So tonight, the powers that be...they got yours truly in a title match against Abby Blake, Luna, and Tiana Petrova-Hammond for the TV title here in MWE...and I'm fine with that. I've got what, a one in four chance of walking out the new champion?

Devon acts like he's thinking for a few seconds before he gives a confident smirk to the camera.

Devon Slayton:
Sounds 'bout normal for me, doesn't it? Putting good old Devon into a clusterfuck of a match and see what he'll do...will he sink down to the bottom or will he grab ahold of some poor schmuck and use their body to push himself higher and higher and HIGHER...until he grasps that title for his own??

And you see ladies, that's where you're going to run into a real problem here tonight because not only do I feel like the good old Devon Slayton of old....but I also feel like the *BAD* old Devon Slayton of old, it's almost like that slap from Jacob Striker woke up the BEST and WORST in me, things that have been dormant for so long that I haven't been feeling like myself in just that long.

So now, now that those angels and demons in me have been woken up, ladies, you can sure as shit believe that I'm going into that title match later tonight with one goal on my mind and that's to tear the motherfucking house down and letting loose some anger that I've been needing to for quite a long time now...and if I just so happen to pick up that oh so valuable win to become the next TV champion for Millennium Wrestling Enterprises, than that's just icing on a very violent cake now isn't?

So ladies, tape your fists up really tight and make sure that you're ready for a fight because Devon MOTHER *FUCKING* Slayton is in the venue and you can bet that he's looking for a *FIGHT*!!

{Devon then tosses the mic into the air as his theme once more begins as he starts to head into the back}

MENTV Championship Match
Fatal 4-Way

Devon Slayton VS Tiana Petrova-Hammond VS Abby Blake VS Luna

The vacant MENTV championship was on the line in this four way match. Luna’s bodyguard, West Long, immediately made his presence felt by pulling Luna away before Abby could knock her head off her shoulders with a roundhouse kick. Blake obviously didn’t appreciate his interference and reminded him what happened at Dark Web. Not the wisest move as it pissed Long off and left her exposed to Devon’s dragon suplex.
Tiana may have questioned the management’s decision to put her in a title match, feeling like she didn’t do enough to deserve the shot, but she looked determined to make the best of it. She dominated the bigger and more experienced Devon with a flurry of kicks culminating in a beautiful spinning heel kick that knocked him down. She then proceeded to hook the leg and make the cover, but Abby broke up the pin and allowed the match to continue.
The former Valiant star was making sure she’d shine bright on the MWE stage too, awing the fans with the Quantum Drop on the Russian-American. Before she could try to pin her though, Luna grabbed her foot from the outside and dragged her out of the ring. Abby landed face first on the floor but quickly got up, trying to stop Luna. Unfortunately for her West was there and suplexed her into the barricade. As for Luna, she landed on top of Tiana with a slingshot senton, but the Academy graduate kicked out in two.
All shenanigans aside, Luna fought a great match, taking control through all the central part thanks to her unique style combining Krav-Maga based attacks and acrobatic moves. One sequence in particular saw her getting rid of Slayton with a flurry of knee strikes to the face from a clinch position, ducking Tiana’s clothesline and knocking her down with the Starstorm and eventually catching Abby with the running Spanish fly. Blake was somehow able to kick out in two.
Abby and Luna went back and forth while, on the other side of the ring, Slayton was imposing his size on the younger opponent, tossing Tiana around with a series of suplexes. Devon dared Tiana to chop him, and the Academy graduate didn't need him to tell her twice. As her hand slapped him across the chest, Slayton winced slightly before hitting her with a stiff chop of his own. He then challenged her to do the same again, eventually going for a third round as well. After Ti's fourth chop, he went for the Death Note lariat and hooked the leg for a pin, but the young girl kicked out in two. Slayton went to pick her up but, out of the, blue the Russian-American turned the tides, catching Devon in the Fight Lab calf crusher.
The cry of pain of the former Black Savior caught Abby’s attention. Wasting no time, she charged across the ring and connected with the Fore (Natural Selection) on Ti. This had a double effect, planting the former Gold Star on her head and torquing Devon’s leg. That came in handy as she couldn’t make the cover on Tiana, since the young girl wisely rolled under the bottom rope. Abby went for her patented submission move, the Giant Slayer (high angle Boston Crab), but the real giant, West Long, slayed them with a punch to the back of the head. Luna connected a springboard moonsault and covered Devon but Tiana pulled her out of the ring. Long leveled her with a huge lariat. Luna climbed back on the apron and jumped toward Devon with a springboard crossbody but the Minnesota native caught her in mid-air and slammed her on the canvas with the Hellhound. The Warwolf tried, once again, to get involved and save Luna but the combined effort of Abby and Tiana stopped him.

WINNER: Devon Slayton (NEW MENTV CHAMPION)
BY: Pinfall (Hellhound), 13:06

The scene opens backstage in the hallway. BROOKFORD is in his wrestling gear, the MWE World Championship is draped across his shoulder. Standing next to him is his manager, Evie.
The MWE World Champion stares coldly into the camera, conveying more emotion than he is used too.

BROOKFORD:
I’m the last person to be perceived as complaining. My motto is to come to work, do my job; leave. MWE pays me well enough money. But I do need to ask... what is the point of this lumberjack match? Elsa, you said something interesting April 6th, you only care about putting on the best shows for the fans. If that were true, wouldn’t the best way to settle Duke’s four month obsession with wanting a rematch is to settle things one-on-one?

BROOKFORD scoffs.

BROOKFORD:
Put us in a steel cage. Empty Arena. I don’t give a crap. Forcing the two of us to choose four lumberjacks, knowing that lumberjack matches, regardless of the well intentions, is a match type predicated on chaos. Duke has been questioning my legitimacy from the moment I choked him out in December, I can imagine the whining he’ll do if he perceives any of the lumberjacks cost him what he feels belongs to him. How is that good for business Elsa? You’ll be dealing with Duke complaining forever. The whole reason we are in this position is because his on again, sometimes off again buddy Alan Envy decided to show up for reasons during our last World Title fight. I am beyond done listening to Duke making excuses for his downfall.

BROOKFORD sighs.

BROOKFORD:
Whatever. Fine. I’ll play this game Elsa. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I make you this solemn promise, if I lose, you won’t hear me complain. I won’t beg for a rematch. I’ll congratulate Duke like a man and leave it at that. Maybe I’ll take some time off, no one can argue I haven’t earned the right. Quite frankly, what is keeping me here showing up every week is the World Championship. I’ve run through anyone who is everyone. What big money matches are there left for me? Who is stepping up their game to prove they are worthy? You trotted out Glory Braddock for Dark Web, a woman who didn’t deserve it. Bravo for Melissa for earning a second chance. And the only reason Duke has a second chance to take what’s mine is because I am a man of my word and didn’t screw him over when I very well could have. I could have left him laying in the middle of the ring, allowing Hearst or Olly to pin him, avoiding giving Duke a shot at my title all together out of spite. You’re lucky I am a goddamn professional. Despite my objections over the decision made to interject chaos into the fray, like a professional, I’ll do my job. That’s what I do. The time for talking on my end is over.

We're backstage, mere minutes before the main event. Surrounded by his trusted lumberjacks, Duke looks ready for the battle, focused and determined to take his title back. Some last words of encouragement from the people he chose to have at his side and he's ready to go. The circle of lumberjacks around him opens up to allow him to take the first step toward the gorilla position, but he's immediately stopped by a panting and visibly upset Meg Coleman. It's hard to make something out of what she's saying, but it has something to do with Tiffany Lynn-Page. The look on Duke's face immediately change to one of pure concern as the group quickly follows the tag team champion.

The room is a mess, there's stuff scattered all over the floor and a broken table, on top of which lays Tiffany. There's medic personnel all around her, trying to assert her condition after what looks like a brutal assault. There's a deep cut on her head, blood gushing from the wound, painting her blonde hair a dark shade of red. Duke pushes through the doctors to check on her, just as the tag team champion finally regain consciousness. His first question is, obviously, who did it, but Tiffany doesn't seem to remember. The physician politely asks Duke to step aside so that they could attend his girlfriend but Andrew' answer to his request is not as kind.

It's only when Tiffany assures him that she's fine and that he should go and take the title home that Duke stands up, a new fire burning in his eyes. Nina is the first to step up and check on him, but he nods and tells her that they should go. On his way out, he notices a size 12 boot bloody footprint on the floor close to where Tffany has been laid out, and a smaller one next to it.[ Is it Tiffany's? Or does it belong to someone else?

MWE World Championship Match
Lumberjack Match

His APE brothers, REDD Thunder and Alan Envy on one side of the ring, the two Chicago native Nina and Billy Danielson on the other. Those were the lumberjacks chosen by Duke for this title match. BROOKFORD, who didn’t hide his feelings about the stipulation, chose his associate Valentine, the former World champion Seth Iser, a guy who had more than one bone to pick with APE Tank Steiner and someone who held a particular interest in this match, the next contender for the World championship Melissa Reeves.
The match started with the two contenders locking horns in a test of strength. BROOKFORD was getting the best of it but a knee to the stomach from Duke turned the tides. The challenger then hit the champion, and he hit hard with five forearm strikes to the jaw. Duke then grabbed him by the hand and whipped him into the ropes but the Problem Solver reversed the Irish whip. Andrews hooked both arms on the ropes and stopped his momentum. This prompted BROOKFORD to charge in, but Andrews dropped to the mat and pulled the top rope down, causing the champ to fly outside the ring.
The champion landed hard on his shoulder, and he landed on the side of the ring guarded by APE. REDD wasted no time and unceremoniously dragged him to his feet. With the help of Alan they pushed him back in the ring, and the Preacher snuck in a cheeky shot to the kidney that didn’t sit well with Valentine. The Ravager went to confront APE about their actions and only a prompt intervention by Tank prevented a dangerous escalation. Reluctantly, Valentine stepped back but he promised APE that he won’t tolerate another cheap shot.
Inside the ring, Duke seemed to be in control until BROOKFORD dodged the roaring elbow, part of Andrews’ patented Red, White & Blue Combo and caught the former MWE champion with a saito suplex. Duke crawled to the corner and pulled himself up. BROOKFORD was quickly all over him with a running splash and followed with hard kicks to the stomach. Icing on the cake was the belly to belly suplex, after which Duke decided to roll out of the ring to catch his breath. Nina and Billy made sure he could take all the time he needed, standing up to Melissa and Seth who wanted to get the challenger back in the ring.
The Lumberjacks had quite the busy night as the two contenders flew out of the ring quite often. Things degenerated when Alan and REDD tried to get to BROOKFORD to rough him up a bit and push him back in Duke’s grasp. To do that, they had to go through Mel and Seth, not that they had any qualms to do that. The Thunder shoved the former World champion to the ground and headed straight for BROOKFORD. Seth stood up to them and he immediately found help in Valentine, blasting Alan from behind with a clothesline. The rest of the lumberjacks joined in a massive brawl while BROOKFORD crawled back in the ring.
Duke didn’t give the champ any time to recover, furiously hitting him with the Red Wing Stomp. As BROOKFORD tried to get up, Andrews hit him with the Killshot, following with a second one for good measure. Still he couldn’t keep him down long enough to take the tite from around his waist. Another Irish whip attempt was once again reversed by the New York native who then launched the challenger in the air and slammed him on the mat with a pop-up powerbomb. When he went to pick Duke up though, he got caught in the Epitome Of Perfection’s Good Night (Hell’s Gate). Luckily for BROOKFORD he couldn’t lock it completely in and the champ slipped out.
The two competitors went back to the basics, an all out brawl in the middle of the ring. BROOKFORD looked tired and had to give up something. Punch after punch, Duke forced him in the corner where he hit him with several knee strikes to the ribs. He then charged in at full speed but BROOKFORD had already recovered by now and stepped out of the corner, lifting Duke and planting him onto his knee with a backbreaker.
The match kept going, BROOKFORD seemed in control for the longest part, obtaining another count of two with his patented pumphandle powerslam, but the challenger kicked out in two and half. Duke had an attempt at a comeback that culminated with another Killshot but didn’t go past the two. And a minute later, he got caught by BROOKFORD’s spinning side slam, prelude to the Problem… Solved that sealed the deal.

WINNER: BROOKFORD (STILL MWE WORLD CHAMPION)
BY: Pinfall (Problem… Solved), 18:48

Post by gvb on Apr 26, 2022 2:15:19 GMT -6

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