Riot In Oklahoma II

Riot In Oklahoma II Oct 29, 2024 14:38:24 GMT -6

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Post by gvb on Oct 29, 2024 14:38:24 GMT -6

Riot in Oklahoma II
Live from BOK Center in Tulsa, OK
Sunday, October 27th, 2024

Backstage in Oklahoma we find Lexie Smith dressed in a pair of jeans, a cute white top with a black, artistic Braischance logo with the skyline of Paris behind it. Illuminating it. Clementine Smith: Hey there everyone. This is Clemmy Smith. Besides me is my Cuz Millie, and we're here to welcome you all back to Riot!

She notices her tag partner coming in, singlet on with a brand new Braisechance t-shirt on.

Millie Smith:
And even though we're not booked to compete we do have our eye on a lot of the tag matches tonight.

Clementine Smith:
Yeah! Carter Girls match, just because our Cuz is in tag action doesn't exclude her from our scouting. We've got our eyes on the tag team gold don't we Millie.

Millie nods and cups her microphone with both hands.

Megan Smith:
And while these girls do that the newest graduate and Acadette - Me.

Megan Smith:
I'll be looking for a singles championship that I can proudly wear and more importantly defend. Not quite sure yet where but I do know tonight's my night to shine. Ready girls? Two...three...four...

A member of staff rolls a screen across Megan while Clementine and Millie take a flag each with the Acadettes logo on it. When the screen reveals Megan, she's done a quick outfit change into a sparkling outfit that catches the light, has a little flair, combining black and gold colour schemes as Megan confidently struck a pose.

Megan Smith:
I'm your new favourite wrestler. Megan Smith, don't forget it.
As for my opponent tonight, a fellow graduate who likes to showcase how she can beat up a punching bag. She's a quick striker no doubt. But I'm an Acadette, I've got to follow in their footsteps. Shine like a diamond and be as tough as one. Millennium Wrestling's Main Character gets to debut in lovely, hearty Oklahoma and....

Megan bent at the waist and listened to the crowd with a hand to the ear.

Megan Smith:
I think they're ready!

Millie now has on a little drum that hangs from her neck. She fills the room with a pulse of energy, showing her ability to drum roll much like a marching band from a home game. Megan blows a kiss to the camera on her way past, Millie continues her drum with her hair covering the side of her face that's closest to the camera and Clementine making a tiger claw gesture as the camera fades to black.

Singles Match

Deyanira Connolly VS Megan Smith

Opening MWE’s return night in Oklahoma was a showcase match between two Academy graduates from last year’s class. The fans seemed pretty quiet as the match started, not very familiar to the two competitors due to the troubled history of the past Academy year, but it didn’t take the two young ladies too long to wake the fans up with a quick and intense exchange right off the bat. Truth being told, very few hits landed but that initial back and forth immediately made clear what the plot of this match would be. Deyanira relying on her striking ability and Taekwondo background to try to end this quickly while Megan used her speed and agility to steer away from those lethal kicks, waiting for the opening to strike. And that’s what she did when she ended that initial exchange with a springboard elbow, knocking Connolly flat on her back. The blonde took a moment to enjoy her first round of applause on the MWE stage, and that distraction cost her. Deya took her down with a sweep kick from the floor and then drove her heel on Smith’s sternum, knocking the wind out of her sails.
Already in control, Deyanira repeatedly threw Megan down to the canvas with an array of takedowns that covered a wide range of different martial arts, proving wrong those who accused her of being a “one trick pony” during her months at the Academy. Megan responded with a flurry of shots and took Deyanira down in the corner with a lucha arm drag sequence. The former swimmer moved out on the apron while Connolly was nursing her head, sore after impacting with the middle turnbuckle. Grabbing the top rope to slingshot herself back in the ring, Megan spun in mid air to connect a dropkick to Deya’s chest and immediately followed with a hip attack, going for a pinning predicament and obtaining a count of two./li]
[li]Now on the backfoot, Deyanira endured a series of chops followed by a step-up knee lariat combo, resulting in a quick near fall. Megan kept pushing, feeling like the tides had turned in her favor and threw the opponent to the floor with headscissors, executing an top rope moonsault for another quick near fall. Connolly rallied, hitting a desperation DDT that may not have been perfectly executed but it was nonetheless effective to create some separation between both athletes. She followed up with right hands, quickly switching to her forte and backing Megan all the way to the corner with a flurry of kicks. The referee asked and obtained a clean break as Deyanira took a step back allowing him to check on the rattled Smith. As the match resumed, Connolly went for another head kick but Megan was faster, taking her down with a low dropkick to the leg and sending her eating the middle turnbuckle.
Deyanira swept Megan’s legs, sending her to the floor. Trying to go for a submission win, Connolly applied a rear naked choke but Smith managed, although not without difficulty, to wiggle out of it. The Taekwondo sensation maintained the advantage by firing away at the blonde’s back with a couple of strikes, but Megan fired up and hit her with a powerbomb from out of nowhere after blocking one of her kicks. That wasn’t enough to give Meg her first win so the young Smith followed with a shining wizard, catching Deyanira right on the mush as she was trying to get up. Meg went for yet another cover, but Connolly popped her shoulder up right before the three, frustrating her former fellow student’s attempt.
The ending of the match was the almost perfect copy of the initial sequence. Deyanira went all in, desperately seeking to connect that decisive hit to finally end the match and Megan playing defense perfectly, avoiding her strikes. And just like the first minutes, Smith bounced off the ropes to connect a springboard elbow strike but this time Connolly saw it coming and countered with a spectacular butterfly kick. The impact was tremendous, instantly knocking down the blonde. Deyanira the laid on top of Megan, hooking the leg for a deep cover and picking up her first, hard fought win.

WINNER: Deyanira Connolly
BY: Pinfall (Butterfly Kick), 9:19

Multitasking isn't a lost art apparently as Penny Kaplan is seen in the back hallways perched on top of a production crate. She has a tablet in her left hand, a Bluetooth earbud in her ear, and a cup of some very seasonal PSL from Starbucks (extra whip) in her other hand. Her legs are crossed like some Hollywood starlet of old, her jean-clad knees helping to support the tablet. Next to her are the remains of her dinner, the wrappers neatly folded and waiting to be tossed. Her t-shirt is emblazoned with the album cover of the latest Chris Catalyst release, and a glint as she moves her foot shows little dangles on her boots made from what looks like bits of barbed wire dipped in gold.

??:
Well I’ll be damned… look at how you’ve grown Penelope.

The familiar growl to both wrestling audiences and Penelope alike as Seth Iser has approached the former tag specialist as his arms are crossed. The man is still dressed as smart as ever with the three piece suit he’s often donned but it’s in more of a black and blue combination this time.

Seth Iser:
Such a different air you carry…a different…confidence I’d say. I almost didn’t recognize you for a second.

Penny taps the Bluetooth after murmuring something to end her call and then sets the tablet down next to her, folding her hands now to rest on her knee before looking over at Seth.

Penny Kaplan:
Wow. Usually it takes you at least a minute or two of conversation before you start with the backhanded compliments. I was wondering when you would get around to finding me after I had that match with Ash Fi.

There’s a smirk coming from the older veteran but his air is calm.

Seth Iser:
It takes longer when the knee needs repaired. Though watching that match and reviewing that film was…enlightening.

The blunt and honest answer is usual fare from Seth, he’s still just got more of a look as if he’s poking and studying Penny.

Seth Iser:
I wasn't surprised you beat Ash but…the process you took doing so did. HelI I had to throw out my old notes on you and write down new ones from scratch. I must admit it’s been a long time since someone has…surprised me in that manner.

That’s where you can see a better look at what he has under his left arm and it’s a notebook.

Penny Kaplan:
You know one of these days somebody's going to swipe that thing and taunt you with it. You can't even password protect it!

Those little blonde brows of hers raise at her gentle poke before she shakes her head.

Penny Kaplan:
The thing is Seth… be honest. Most people's opinion of somebody, how they view that person? It's based around the point they had the most power over them. But if that's the way you look at the world you're going to miss the changes that are really important and that leads to getting your ass kicked. At least in this business.

At that you actually hear a slight laugh from Seth. It’s different from the rare times he does laugh. It sounds…more natural.

Seth Iser:
I think you misconstrue where I’m coming from with the note taking. It’s part of the job description for me. Some people’s superpower is their athleticism. Yours might be unlocking that ability to keep getting up after being put down. My brain…is mine.

The last sentence carries more of his usual tone…low, direct but his body language still is relaxed.

Seth Iser:
But I am only a one man crew in that. Oftentimes…changes I see coming. I saw Ant’s change coming before Ant or anybody else did with how the industry is. We evolve over time. The rare time a massive change happens and falls through the cracks…well, it makes me more curious than anything. Yes…I’m quite curious what you’re becoming so the real question is…do you have any more surprises?

Penny laughs and shakes her head, her tone amused.

Penny Kaplan:
I could tell you but then they wouldn't be surprises.

She pauses to take a nice healthy sip of her drink, ending it with a very pleased sound.

Penny Kaplan:
I love this time of year. Anyway, this has been delightful but surely you have something else to capture that intellect of yours?

Seth just offers that with a shrug. No real emotion to it.

Seth Iser:
Needs to be colder. Always been a winter child.

He then pauses and his tone gets a little more serious.

Seth Iser:
And that…Penny to be blunt was a request. Not even a challenge, a request for a match next week. I want to see if there's any more surprises that fell by you know. I could've done it through other avenues maybe but as you can tell…I've always preferred the old school way.

Penny sets her coffee down for a moment and gives him a look. It's not quite skeptical but there's definitely something to it - then she shrugs.

Penny Kaplan:
I'll wrestle whoever's in front of me so why not? I'm sure you'll take care of the details and all that.

She hops down from the production crate and gathers her things, looking him over as she stuffs her tablet into her bag.

Penny Kaplan:
The one thing you can hang on to out of this though? Things always change, whether you want them to or not.

She gives him a little wave before walking away. Seth just shrugs for a moment before walking off in the opposite direction.

Tag Team Match

The Band Of Nine (Saoirse Tyrell & Brighton Lancaster) VS The Carter Girls

The past few months have been quite the rollercoaster for the Carter Girls. After a few impressive performances, the duo of Jessica and Evelyn Carter suffered a couple of heavy losses due to some episode of miscommunication between the usually very tight-knit team. That caused some friction and tension between the two of them, so much that tonight they walked out separately. Jessica was the first to make her way to the ring, looking upset and concerned. She stopped at the bottom of the ramp waiting for her partner, not trusting Brighton and Saoirse to play fair. Evelyn's music finally hit, but Jessica's sister-in-law never came out. The veteran looked saddened, although probably not entirely surprised. With a sigh, Carter turned around, only to realize that four masked cultists were blocking her path. The unnamed Cult member advanced, pushing Jessica back toward the ring. There, Brighton grabbed her by her hair and pulled her inside the ring, where she and Tyrell began a brutal beatdown. on poor Jessica.
Luckily someone was watching her back, and who could it be if nor Trinity Thompson and Echo? The duo, who have been at war with Nine and her cult for months, rushed to the ring, forcing the Band to a quick retreat. As they fled through the crowd, Brighton’s eyes met those of her sister, the former Invictus champion Echo. No trace of sisterly love there in either woman’s eyes, the recent events put them past beyond that point. In the meantime, Trinity went to check on Jessica, helping the Fashion Guru to her feet. Carter looked okay, at least physically. Her first concern was for Evelyn, as she asked Trinity if she knew about any incident backstage involving her sister-in-law. A legit concern, especially when it comes to the Band Of Nine who have been known for their backstage attacks in the past. But Thompson’s answer was negative, which only left one heartbreaking option. Evelyn just walked out on her.

WINNER: No Contest
BY: 0:00

Previously Recorded

“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Pageis sitting in a chair in the living room of the mansion that she shares with her boyfriend Duke Andrews.

“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
Who would’ve thought? The day that MWE finally returned but here we are. While some new faces along with some returning stars of MWE are in Oklahoma right now Duke and I chose to skip being at Riot because well it’s in freaking Oklahoma. But as MWE’s return became a reality I have to sit back and ask myself what do I want to accomplish with the return of MWE.

Tiffany leans back in her chair and takes a deep breath.

“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
I’ve got my girl Marisol Vilaro who has now signed with MWE just like the signing of the best young tag team The Vision has arrived here too. Of course there is my guy Duke and Alan who will no doubt dominate in whatever they want to do. Clyde will continue to do whatever the hell he wants and just don’t forget he gets paid very well to have my back. Then there is Gabe Landry whose career will no doubt skyrocket with coming back to MWE. There is even my cousin Stephanie who has signed with MWE. But with all my friends and associates here in MWE I know my time is now to finally have some more championship gold. Unfortunately there aren't all friends that are on the MWE. There is always my favorite troll Karen who will no doubt be watching every move I make wishing that I’ll pay her some attention. But Karen, I beat you one on one so there is definitely no use for you. Not that there ever was.

Tiffany shakes her head.

“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
So the time is now for me to become a champion here in MWE gold again. Whether it be the Jr. Heavyweight title, the Riot Heavyweight title, the Intercontinental title, or even the World Heavyweight title…Anything is possible but at the end of the day I’ll be getting mine!

Singles Match

Crystal Zdunich VS Kidd Dudley

After saving her career in a controversial fashion at the expenses of the young Missy Propaganda at From The Ashes, Crystal was scheduled to compete against a man who just debuted at that same PPV, the Master Of The Seven Deadly Submissions Kidd Dudley. If anything, Zdunich looked confident, taunting her opponent early in the match. As the bell rang, she immediately tried to take him down with a shoulder tackle but Dudley stood firm and responded with one of his own, sending her flying across the ring. Despite Crystal catching a good break and hitting the Brit with a rana, Kidd quickly popped back up and lifted her over his shoulders and began to spin in circles, eventually dropping the veteran on her neck with a Death Valley Driver, a move he calls Drayton Driver.. Zdunich hastily retreated out of the ring to avoid getting pinned and regrouping. Determined not to give her any chance to recover, Kidd followed her outside forcing her to run back inside the ring. He stayed on her tracks, but she was faster and hit him with a dropkick as he was still on the apron trying to get in. Dudley fell on the floor below, Crystal waited until he was starting to get up to run on the opposite side and fly through the ropes with a suicide dive, taking down the man.
She then placed Kidd in the corner and aimed for the Yakuza Kick but the Work-Dragon took a step forward and caught her with a side-walk slam. Zdunich tried once again to roll out of harm’s way but Kidd was quick to grab her by the foot and put her into an ankle lock. Crying out in pain, Crystal began to crawl to the ropes and eventually managed to grab the bottom one, interrupting the submission. Kidd stayed on her though, wrapping his arms around her waist as she got back to her feet with the help of the ropes. He attempted a German Suplex but she hung on tightly, resisting the maneuver. With a stomp on his foot, she was able to escape the waistlock and counterattack, bouncing on the middle rope and flying backward in an attempt to catch him with a cutter. But Dudley managed to grab her mid-air, finally performing the suplex he unsuccessfully tried to do a minute before. Hooking the leg, Kidd went for the win but only got a near fall out of it.
For a brief minute, Crystal’s agility gave the illusion that the veteran had found the key to turn the tide in her favor, even scoring a near fall with a nice tilt-a-whirl DDT. But it was just a flash in the pan, the two time NYW Young Lion Champion, bringing her to the ground where he showed off his vast submission arsenal. A true mat wizard, Kidd bent Zdunich’s body in painful ways, transitioning from one submission to the next with incredible fluidity. In that short time, Crystal looked on the verge of tapping out multiple times, but somehow always managed to resist and find a way to wiggle out of it. At least until Kidd caught her with the Going Ghost (Hell’s Gate). At that point, she had nowhere left to go and eventually had to give up, furiously tapping her hand on the canvas conceding the win to the younger opponent. Impressive showing from Kidd Dudley, who confirmed all the good things he showed in the Fatal 4 Way back in Phoenix and walked out with a prestigious victory.

WINNER: Kidd Dudley
BY: Submission (Going Ghost), 4:55

We open backstage. The ominous and intimidating figure of Clyde Sutter is right there front and center. He is wearing black pants, a white silk button up short, and a black leather jacket. A cold, emotionless gaze is etched across his face. His girlfriend, one half of The Vision, Melinda Braddock hangs off his right side lovingly. She is wearing neon green and black ring gear. Standing to Sutter’s right is Fiona Logan. The Boston Badass is wearing neon green and black ring gear that matches that worn by The Third Generation Goddess.

Clyde Sutter:
Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others.

Melinda Braddock:
The invisible hand of fate is guiding our destiny. The invisible hand of fate is what controls everything and decides the winners and losers, the success and failure, of each and every individual on this roster. Why are myself and Fiona so confident? We do come off as arrogant and, perhaps, a little condescending? It’s simple. We know that the invisible hand of fate is on OUR side. Meanwhile everyone else out there ignores the reality of fate. You like to pretend that you have some control over your own future when in reality, your fate has already been sealed.

Sutter snickers.

Clyde Sutter:
I couldn’t have said it better myself, love.

Fiona Logan:
We began in Midwest Championship Wrestling where we dominated its tag team division. Not one god damn soul could stop us. We were their two time and greatest ever tag team champions. We made our debut here in MWE by putting a good old fashioned ass kicking to the Eldon Family. Like Mels here said, its fate, and what happened to the Eldons is a sneak peak into your future, a preview of what fate has in store for the rest of the idiots on this roster.

The Boston Badass points a finger at the camera.

Fiona Logan:
I hope Lexie and Rome were paying attention. Braisechance, right? Cute name. Cute couple. Too bad you’re gonna get your skulls caved in tonight courtesy of The Boston Badass and The Third Generation Goddess.

Melinda Braddock:
Fate has dictated that we shall control the MWE tag team division going forward. Laugh at this prediction, if you will, but it will come to pass. Our VISION for professional wrestling will not be hindered, it will not be stopped. We ran roughshod through the Midest, shaping its tag team division in our VISION. Now MWE will be shaped and molded into our VISION as well, one tag team at a time, until everyone falls at our feet. Braisechance is just the next set of victims. Your talent, your ability, any experience you may have, Fiona and myself recognize it and respect it. But despite all of the advantages you may THINK you have, nothing can stop fate. Nothing can stop our VISION from being fulfilled.

Clyde Sutter:
Tick…tock…

Melinda and Fiona walk off with Clyde Sutter in tow.

The camera tracks upwards to reveal Lukas York standing in the middle of the bustling backstage area. He seems to be observing everyone else without interacting with any of them. Almost like he wants to stay invisible or just minding his own business quietly. The stern look on his face though tells a different story. As his eyes follow something off-camera that sweeps across the lens, they go back to settle on the camera, finally looking back at it with the same intensity.

Lukas York:
I’ve been waiting for Millenium to run shows again. The last time at From The Ashes? Didn’t sit right with me at all.

He sniffs, his jaw tensing up.

Lukas York:
I need to correct that. I need to show the Millennium crowd that I am only just getting better with each match because I’ve been working so damn hard for months that I deserve just some recognition, even a little bit. I need a win. For all the countless tough days and sleepless nights of being haunted by this anxiety that tells me I’m not good enough? I need to feel like going out there every single night putting my body on the line, constantly getting hurt and worrying my wife, that it’s worth it. That eventually one day it will all pay off. And then will I finally have some fucking peace up here.

He jabs a finger to his temple, his eyes a cold expression.

Lukas York:
I want a win. Just one. Goddamn. Win. So it’s nothing personal, Marisol. I know your record is 10 times more impressive than mine. I know your Vilaro Fitness brand is even a household name beyond the wrestling world. And I know you’ll do whatever it takes to win. If this was a few months ago and you asked me about playing dirty for victory, I would have punched your teeth in and made sure your cheating had consequences. But right now though? I honestly don't care. You wanna hit me with a chair? Throw me into the barricade or stomp me on the steel steps? Just do it. Bring it even. I want that ruthlessness, that devilish streak you have to be where you are right now. I want it. Put me through the wringer and dare me to face you dead on. Because the thing about me and being backed into the corner? I’d be fired up as hell to break. Out. I’m done waiting. I want a win. Now.

The camera backs out of the way as Lukas pushes past it to get ready for his match.

Singles Match

Lukas York VS Marisol Vilaro

One of the more controversial and influential figures in the industry today finally arrived in MWE. And she wasn’t alone. The Fitness Guru Marisol Vilaro was accompanied by the former MWE Champion Nessa Wall for her Riot debut against Lukas York. The Modern Myth was the first to strike, catching Mari off guard with a quick jab to the jaw. He then grabbed her wrist and sent her into the ropes, jumping over her with a leapfrog and quickly turning around for a dropkick on the return. But the move didn’t connect, as Nessa stepped on the apron and stopped her client’s momentum. York fell hard on his back, and before he could get up he was met with a shining wizard from Vilaro, followed by an early pinfall attempt that resulted in a count of two.
After that initial exchange, they spent the following moments of the match in a feeling-out process, with neither man able to gain the advantage until Lukas knocked the opponent down with one of his famous boxing combos, ending it with an European Uppercut. Wall was quick to pull her client under the bottom rope but she couldn’t keep her safe from York’s aerial assault. The young man soared over the top rope with a tope, taking down both women. Wasting no time he pushed Vilaro back inside the ring and attempted a pinfall with a slingshot senton, but the Fitness Queen raised her shoulder in time. Marisol’s reaction was almost immediate, as the Spaniard responded with an enziguri that rocked the Nightfall graduate, causing him to stumble back into the ropes. She raked his eyes, earning a stern warning from the official who pushed her back to the center of the ring to give her a lecture. As soon as he turned his back on Nessa, she took advantage of the situation using the top rope to choke York, leaving him coughing and as he staggered toward Marisol. She was quick to capitalize,dropping Lukas with a DDT for another near fall.
The match was intense, both competitors chasing that victory without sparing themselves. The stiff exchange in the middle of the ring saw the Modern Myth coming out on top, but he couldn’t fully capitalize as his discus punch was dodged by Vilaro, who then took him down with a swinging neckbreaker. Mari followed with her classic elbowdrop followed by push-ups, with Nessa inviting the fans to do the same and sign up for a Vilaro Fitness free trial to celebrate her client’s debut in MWE. This obviously wasn’t well received by the Oklahoma fans who booed the former champion and her client out of the building. From the floor, Lukas caught Marisol with a right hand to the side of the face, interrupting her pushups. Both competitors started to get up, with Lukas being slightly faster and taking the chance to connect a scissors kick that knocked Vilaro down. Rather than attempting to put her away with a pinning predicament, he circled around her and waited until she started to stir, striking with the Good Goodnight (sliding forearm smash) for another near fall.
Frustration began to build within Lukas as victory somehow kept eluding him. And with frustration growing, the chances to make fatal mistakes increase exponentially. Lukas learned it on his skin as a mistimed spear saw him crashing into the empty corner. Marisol went for a quick roll-up, using the ropes for extra leverage. The referee saw it and immediately stopped the count, warning the Spaniard not to try that again. The two competitors went back to it, Vilaro hit Lukas with an elbow to the face and showed off her strength with a butterfly suplex, sending York into the corner. The Modern Myth took a moment to catch his breath leaning back against the turnbuckle but Marisol wasn’t going to give him the luxury, charging with a head full of steam with a big boot. At the very last second Lukas took a step to the right, avoiding disaster and quickly hitting the Valiant Mayhem champion with an enziguri to the back of the head. Marisol fell backward, but her leg got stuck in the corner putting her upside down in the tree of woe position. Lukas took the chance to hit her with a double foot stomp, but it wasn’t enough to earn him the first win in MWE.
When York connected with his Modern Myth (swinging reverse STO into a DDT), everybody thought this was over. Nessa Wall certainly did and immediately jumped on the apron, trying to get inside the ring. It was obviously a ploy to distract the referee and buy her client some time. And so what could’ve probably been a ten count resulted in just another near fall, which pissed off Lukas and rightfully so. As he argued with the official and asked him to pay attention to the match, Marisol tried to steal the win with a quick roll up but she couldn’t keep him down for the three count. Both quickly made it to her feet, La Maravillosa was faster to connect a stiff kick to the stomach that doubled Lukas over. Marisol went for her Crunch Time (Natural Selection), planting York on his face for the one, two, three.

WINNER: Marisol Vilaro
BY: Pinfall (Crunch Time), 10:39

Backstage in Oklahoma we find Lexie Smith dressed in a pair of jeans, a cute white top with a black, artistic Braischance logo with the skyline of Paris behind it. Illuminating it.

Lexie Smith:
Bonjour, Romeo.She notices her tag partner coming in, singlet on with a brand new Braisechance t-shirt on.

Rome Gallagher:
Lexie. Braisechance finally stepping on the Riot brand. Lexie Smith: It's a very important brand for me, Romeo. Our debut tonight, against the vision, Millennium's seen what we can do in a four way, competing "against" each other. Now let's show them how good we really are.

Rome Gallagher:
They ain't ready for the chaos coming their way. I've been waiting to run through somebody since we debuted against the international and Lukas.

Lexie Smith:
I know, I know. Don't worry. We've got the Vision to run through.

She remarked and saw that destructive glimmer in Rome's eye. He had that right lipped slight smirk.

Rome Gallagher:
Didn't think we'd see another vision destroyed. On the big screen, on Disney+, and now right here in Oklahoma.

Rome paused for the pop while Lexie split her dinner, giving Romeo a little.

Romeo Gallagher:
The fans are hungry, Lexie. Hungry to see Braischance speed run up the ladder and pay another visit to our tag team champions.

She couldn't agree more, eyes perking up at the ambition her tag partner already had for them.

Lexie Smith:
and if Matt was shaking when he saw you with Bree.... just wait until he sees you and I.

With the camera closing out on Big Rome sitting down to help himself to some pre match food.

Tag Team Match

The Vision VS Braisechance

Two new tag teams recently joined the competitive tag scene in MWE were set to collide in this match. The Vision, the team of Melinda Braddock and Fiona Logan, looked like a million bucks in their MWE debut against the Eldon Family at From The Ashes, picking up an impressive win. Lexie and Rome Gallagher instead made their debut as singles competitors in the “New Blood Four Way”, where they still had the chance to show some chemistry. Melinda and Rome started the match for their teams. The Third Generation Goddess immediately found herself on the backfoot against the powerhouse. Gallagher drove Braddock shoulder-first into the ring post, wrapping his arms around her torso to throw her halfway across the ring with a German suplex. Fiona tagged herself in and charged at Rome, but was halted with a big boot. He then followed with a series of chops in the corner. wearing down the Boston Badass for his tag partner. And there she came in, “Lucky” Lexie Smith tagged in and delivered a few chops of her own. Braisechance was opting for quick tags in this first part of the match, with Gallagher tagging back in and attempting a corner splash that found nobody home. Logan jumped on his back and locked a sleeper hold, but Romeo once again reached out for his partner. As the tag was made, he simply fell backwards using his bodyweight to squash Fiona. Smith in the meantime had climbed to the top rope from where she jumped landing across her body with a diving splash, obtaining the first near fall of this match.
The Vision seemed to be having some troubles finding their footing in this match and decided to take a moment to regroup and come up with a new strategy, with the help of their cornerman Clyde Sutter. And while the Assassin was giving them some advice on how to deal with Gallagher’s raw power, the firefighter lifted his own partner over his head with a military press and launched her over the top rope with shocking ease. Lexie soared the sky and landed on the trio with a crossbody, taking all three of them out. At the last moment, Sutter managed to move in front of Melinda, giving her partial cover and allowing her to take less damage than she would have. Rolling back in the ring, she lunged in and attacked Romeo with a flurry of kicks. Gallagher seemed unaffected, almost as if he was absorbing the impact. Feeling like she was kicking a wall, Melinda changed strategy attempting an Irish whip. Gallagher countered it and sent her into the ropes instead, throwing her in the air for a pop-up powerbomb. But just as he was about to drop her on the ground, Braddock was able to use the momentum and pinned him with a rana, from which Rome kicked out in one and half.
As the match continued, The Vision found a way to turn the tide and take control of the match. Melinda and Fiona made quick tags, isolating Lexie in their corner. They attempted a double delayed vertical suplex but Gallagher intervened, reaching for his partner’s foot and pulling her down to the canvas. With all four competitors now in the ring an all-out brawl ensued with Melinda taking on Lexie and Fiona going punch for punch with Gallagher. Surprisingly enough, Logan was holding her own against the firefighter, even momentarily getting the upper hand. But eventually the big guy regained control and looked ready to drop her with a chokeslam. And that was when Braddock came to the rescue, kicking Gallagher in the stomach and causing him to lose his grip. They exchanged a quick look and then connected a double DDT, hitting a particularly nasty angle and leaving Rome sprawled on the floor. Lexie had recovered by then though, and she wasted no time pushing Fiona out of the ring to focus on the legal woman, Melinda. The Third Generation Goddess turned around into a running jumping spike DDT from the Lucky One, only worth a two count.
The Oklahoma fans were beginning to side with Braisechance, probably due to The Vision’s disregard of the rules. Fiona and Melinda in fact had already received a few warnings from the official but they just kept taking any shortcuts in an attempt to put Rome down. From illegal chokes to double teaming him, they showed a full array of cheap and underhanded tactics even going as far as low-blowing the poor guy after distracting the referee. With Gallagher now down on his knees, they connected stereo superkicks, Fiona aiming at the face while Melinda hit him in the back of the skull. Rome looked out as Logan went for the cover but Lexie was able to sneak in and make the last minute save, keeping her team’s chances alive.
Gallagher desperately needed an opening to reach his partner and tag out but The Vision was doing an amazing job at keeping him in their side of town, even though so far none of their attacks managed to keep him down. Showing great heart, Rome just kept fighting and eventually managed to create some separation, fighting his way out of the enemy corner and running toward Lexie. The blonde entered the ring to a loud pop, feeding on the energy of the fans to bring the fight to both her opponents. It didn’t take her long to clean house, getting rid of Braddock to focus solely on Logan. A wheelbarrow suplex, a skull crushing Finale.. Smith wasn’t holding back, throwing her best shots at Fiona. But either the Boston Badass was able to kick out or Melinda was right there to help. The Lucky One was fighting an uphill battle and could only rely on herself as her partner was still recovering from the beatdown he had just taken. Eventually the momentum dimmed down and The Vision was able to regroup. There was no tag between Fiona and Melinda. Braddock just entered the ring and leveled Lexie with a roundhouse kick, calling for the Darkness Falls (spiked tombstone piledriver). Sensing urgency, Rome rushed into the ring but he was slowed down by Sutter grabbing his foot. When he finally got through the ropes, he ran right into a superkick from Braddock all while Fiona pinned Lexie for the three count.

WINNER: The Vision
BY: Pinfall (Darkness Falls), 10:03

The camera cuts to the backstage area as we are live in Tulsa (the Paris of Oklahoma) for the exciting return of Riot and the very best talent that MWE has to offer. We can hear the familiar voice of the former Chaos Theory champion, Emma Wakefield, along with some footsteps announcing her arrival in the view of the camera.

Emma Wakefield:
Faster Bobby!

The footsteps in question do not belong to Emma herself, instead they belong to her boyfriend Bobby Bradley who is in the process of carrying her on his back. In true piggyback style much to the amusement of Emma whose arms are wrapped tightly around Bobby for extra support.To her order he picks up the pace a bit and starts barrelling down the hallway.

Bobby Bradley:
If I had a nickel every time someone told me to hurry up

He jokes as he adjusts her up a bit to keep her from falling off, narrowly avoiding that disaster. Emma laughs at his joke, shaking her head a bit, as she extends one arm to point ahead.

Emma Wakefield:
Bring me to the horizon Bobby, I have to go out there and defeat West Long!

Bobby Bradley:
I don’t think I can carry you through that…

He starts to say as he slows down, clearly panting now.

Bobby Bradley:
In fact…I think the horse needs some water.

He slows to a crawl before stopping entirely, the camera catching his expression as he lets Emma down as gently as he can.

Bobby Bradley:
Five…five minutes…

Emma reaches inside of her bag as she pulls out a bottle of water and hands it over to Bobby who is still panting while he uses the nearby wall to keep himself steady on his feet.

Emma Wakefield:
My bad. Maybe I got a little bit too excited about the big MWE return.

He takes the water happily and cracks it open, taking about a third of the bottle in one go.

Bobby Bradley:
It’s fine…I gotta get in better shape anyway, might need to carry you around all day Tuesday.

He smiles, albeit weakly and takes another sip of the water.

Bobby Bradley:
Glad you’re excited about your return though, what are your goals now that you’re back?

Emma Wakefield:
Well, one big goal is to put myself back into the title hunt, and I think there’s no better chance to make my intentions clear than by scoring a big win here tonight. West Long is going to be a tough opponent, but I think I can take him, check out these muscles.

As she is speaking, Emma holds up both of her arms in front of Bobby, playfully flexing her arms to show off the muscles in question.Bobby’s eyes widen as he sees Emma flex.

Bobby Bradley:
So strong! Hitting the gym really pays off!

He takes another swig of the water, feeling better now.

Bobby Bradley:
Title picture is a great idea, but maybe you can focus on one that’s less…chaotic?

Emma Wakefield:
Are you saying that you don’t want me to be chaotic like Britney?

Emma teases him a little bit, reaching out to playfully jab him on the arm.

Emma Wakefield:
I was the first Chaos Theory champion, so it is special to me for that, but I wouldn’t be opposed to spreading my wings out there in the picture for some other titles. You know, let MWE get the full Emma Wakefield experience!

Bobby Bradley:
Your muscular wings

Bobby is quick to point out with a smile, finishing off the water bottle and handing the empty bottle back to Emma to store until they find a garbage can.

Bobby Bradley:
That sounds great…but first, we’re due West…hop on!

Bobby turns around to allow Emma to get back to her piggyback position so they can be once again off to Gorilla Position for her match. Emma is more than happy to jump back onto his back, wrapping her arms around him, as she can be heard speaking while they are walking out of the line of view of the camera.

Emma Wakefield:
Now…let’s talk about my birthday a little bit…

Singles Match

Emma Wakefield VS West Long

Determined to immediately bounce back after losing the Chaos Theory championship, Emma Wakefield showed no fear against the towering West Long, charging at him right out of the gate with a flurry of kicks to the legs. Long barely flinched, shoving the Academy graduate to the floor. She was quick to get back up, only to be flattened once again by the man’s lariat. He easily picked her up and launched her in the corner, following with a clothesline and a series of back hand chops. Long was in full control, now going for a superplex on the former Chaos Theory champion. Wakefield began to fight back, connecting a couple of punches to the Warwolf’s ribs to resist this first attempt. A sudden headbutt from Luna’s bodyguard almost knocked the blonde off the top turnbuckle. Ironically, it was Long himself who saved her by quickly wrapping his strong arms around her torso. The reason was simple enough, he just wanted to toss her as far away as possible with a belly to belly superplex. With an incredible feat of agility, more so after taking a beating so early in the match, Emma landed on her feet and immediately connected a big shotgun dropkick to West’s chest, pushing him into the corner.
Emma started working on West’s legs, trying to damage the big man’s mobility. After striking with several kicks, she took the big guy down with a chop block and immediately went to grab those tree-trunks legs looking to go for a submission. Even a technical wrestler like her had some troubles applying a submission to the big man, his legs were just too big and strong and he effortlessly sent her flying across the ring. They met in the middle of the ring, trading a few strikes which, unsurprisingly, resulted in Long getting the advantage. He rocked Emma with a couple of right hands before hitting a discus clothesline that turned the blonde inside out. He made a cover, not a particularly deep one in an excess of confidence and only got a two count.
Once again Wakefield targeted the leg, taking West down to his knees with a low dropkick. Rather than attempting another leg lock, she changed strategy and hit him with a shining wizard, obtaining a near fall. Cutting his air supply seemed like the natural next step but things didn’t go as she had planned. Despite being locked in a front chokehold, West was able to power through and get back to his feet, punching his way out of the submission and connecting a quick overhead belly to belly suplex. Staying on the attack, he then picked the former champion up and lifted her over his head with a gorilla press, dropping her onto his knee with a backbreaker. Another cover made by the Warwolf and another count of two on his tab.
Wakefield was really trying, even coming close to the victory with her From Your Emmagination Snap DDT but tonight the Enforcer seemed to be just too much for her. When he trampled her with his Pounce it was just like she got hit by a freight train. The impact sent her flying into the corner, where she was then squashed by a running splash from the Warwolf. He looked like he was just toying with her now, slowing down the pace and taking his sweet time to tear her apart. Even though he connected some of his most devastating moves like the Boom Drop and the 720 Spinning Scoop Powerslam, he never tried to pin her. No, this was a message he was sending her. Her ambitions of gold should not involve the Chaos Theory Championship currently held by Luna Smith.
One thing the fans learned about Emma Wakefield was that there was no giving up in her. She kicked out of everything West threw her, giving the impression that despite taking a beating, she was still in this. Determined to end this, the Warwolf reached out with his massive hand around the former champion’s neck and lifted her over his shoulders with a chokeslam, setting her up for his resolutive move, the Point Blank. But as he was going to drop her with the Fireman’s Carry Powerslam, Wakefield managed to pull a DDT from out of nowhere, spiking the big man on his skull. The impact left Long momentarily rocked, giving Emma a golden and unique opportunity. And she fully capitalized on it, hitting her Emmargency Call (springboard bulldog), narrowly picking up the win.

WINNER: Emma Wakefield
BY: Pinfall (Emmargency Call), 8:33

The Queen of the Death Match and Queens of Chaos member Kimberly Williams is backstage. She is wearing purple dress pants, a purple jacket, a green blouse, and purple high heel pumps. A crazed grin is etched across her face. There is a sign next to her, written in crayon, that reads “People’s Bunkhouse Stampede: Millennium”.

Kimberly Williams:
So MWE has risen from the dead! Just like the zombies from Walking Dead…or Night of the Living Dead, whichever type of zombie you prefer…MWE is back and unlike most zombies, MWE promises not to eat your flesh, your brains, or any of that. MWE can’t make any promises about The Division folks. God knows they are lacking in the brains department so they may need to take yours. Sorry, but people must meet their needs!

Williams shrugs her shoulders.

Kimberly Williams:
But in any event, now that MWE is indeed back from the dead, now that MWE has returned to offer all of my Kimmymaniacs plenty of opportunities for entertainment, I am now obligated to remind MWE of its promise to me and my Kimmymaniacs. If you recall, in the Santa Brawl Match at Dark Web, I earned the right to book a future edition of Millennium. That’s right, the psychopath responsible for taking of control of SCW Breakdown with the most insane Trios Cash in ever, the psychopath responsible for the most insane edition of MWE Riot in recent memory, that same psychopath now has a guaranteed golden ticket to book an edition of MWE Millennium. Now can I top myself? Can I top the chaos and carnage I created a couple years ago on SCW Breakdown and MWE Riot? I have no clue but I look forward to trying!

Kim snickers nastily.

Kimberly Williams:
Now I will take bribes in the form of cash, chili cheese burgers, and feather boas. So if you want a particular match, let me know before I finalize things in my mind. If you have any suggestions for a match, put it out there on social media using the hashtag #PeoplesBunkhouseStampedeRequest. Too long a hashtag? I don’t care. Because as the Queen of Millennium for that day, I am also hereby decreeing that this edition of Millennium will be known as “THE QUEENS OF CHAOS PRESENTS: The People’s Bunkhouse Stampede Edition of Millennium”! Too long a name? Who cares! Its my show and I get to do whatever I want!

She throws her head back and laughs maniacally.

Singles Match

Andrew Raynes VS Jackie Fowler

The fans knew what to expect from these two, and they didn’t disappoint. As soon as the bell rang, fists began to fly back and forth as the two men immediately tried to assert their dominance. Fowler’s boxing background gave the Bellend an early advantage as he connected a swift combo of jabs, but Raynes fought back with a headbutt and followed with a bicycle kick that knocked the former Valiant Champion down. Andrew was quickly on top of him, raining down lefts and rights to his face. Jackie rolled through and returned the courtesy, dropping some fists of his own to his face. They kept jockeying for position and trading strikes until they reached the edge of the ring. As soon as they touched the ropes, the referee snuck in to separate them, ending this first intense exchange.
Given the type of competitors in this match, it was only a matter of time before the heat of the fight would take them on a trip to the outside. Fowler sent Raynes into the steel post with an Irish Whip and began to light up his chest with some knife edge chops. He hit half a dozen of those, leaving red bruises on the Toughest Out’s pecs before the former Chicago Way champion managed to dodge one. Jackie’s hand, the one he injured over a year ago at Red Line, hit the cold steel causing the Bellend to let out a groan of pain and offering Raynes a clear target for his next rounds of offense. That injured hand became the focus of the Canadian’s attacks as he fully bent Jackie’s fingers and wrist backwards before slamming the hand on the apron. After quickly slipping inside the ring to interrupt the count Raynes went back on the attack, laying Fowler’s hand on the apron and stomping on it twice before hitting the Englishman with a running kick to the face. Wasting no time he dragged Jackie back in and hooked his leg for a cover, but it wasn’t enough to keep the man down.
Fowler delivered a boot to Andrew’s face, sending him to the floor.The Toughest Out crawled to the corner, grabbing the ropes to push himself back on his feet. Jackie charged at him before he could even turn around and leaped, squashing him with a stinger splash. A quick series of punches to the kidneys caused Andrew to arch his back in pain as he stumbled out of the corner. Jackie kicked him hard behind the knee, dropping him onto the middle rope and setting him up for his Donkey Punch. Raynes’ body was hanging limp from the middle rope, feeling the effects of the vicious punch to the back of the head. The Red Line winner took the chance to connect a German Montana, but Raynes lived up to his moniker kicking out in two.
Around the ten minute mark Andrew turned the tide, ducking Fowler’s attack and hitting him with a superkick, sending Jackie crumbling to the mat. Raynes climbed to the top rope and taunted his opponent, waiting for him to stand before leaping and catching him with the Syndication (top rope somersault neckbreaker). Raynes crawled on top and hooked the leg for the cover but the Bastard Of Bowland raised his shoulder in two and half. The former Chicago Way champion then tried to lock in his patented Caught In The Rayne (Tazzmission) but Jackie had it scouted and freed himself with a couple of elbow strikes, creating some distance between himself and Raynes. Distance he closed rather quickly with a discus punch that knocked Raynes prone.
As the match drew to a close Andrew seemed to have more left in his tank than his opponent. After turning the tide with the Game Changer, the Canadian hit his Code Of The SIth (running single leg high knee) for another close count. His ruthless attack was not giving Jackie any opening to fight back, so the veteran had to create one. Stuck in the corner with Andrew pounding his torso with hard punches to the guts and ribs, Fowler began to shout Adele’s hit in his face. “HE SETS FIIIIIIIIIRRRRREEEEEEE TO THE RAYNEEEEES” (yes, he said Raynes, not Rain). The distraction worked as the Toughest Out momentarily stopped, lowering his guard and allowing Fowler to hit him with a knee strike to the stomach. Grabbing the opponent by the wrist, Jackie then climbed the turnbuckle and walked along the top rope before leaping off and leveling him with a clothesline. He kept working him, building up to the Glock 17/Lancaster Bomber that gave him the win.

WINNER: Jackie Fowler
BY: Pinfall (Lancaster Bomber), 16:00

Melissa Reeves stands backstage, her jacket zipped halfway up, revealing her ring attire underneath. The look on her face is one of fierce determination as she adjusts the jacket and turns to face the camera.

Melissa Reeves:
You know, I’m getting real tired of people trying to ride my coattails. First Ava Grimes, now Riley Savell. Ava thought she could make my announcement all about her, and look where that got her—flattened. She’s just like so many here, wanting to make a name for herself at my expense.

She crosses her arms, her voice calm but filled with intensity.

Melissa Reeves:
And now Riley Savell is trying to do the same. Laughable, isn’t it? I’ve seen this game before. I’ve fought the best, bled, sweated, and sacrificed more than anyone else in this business. Riley Savell, though? She burned bright and burned fast, crashed and burned. Now she wants to step in my way? Of course she does, because she knows that facing me will elevate her. So fine. But tonight, I’m going to put her down, just like I did with Ava. Because what these people don’t understand is that I’m not here to be a stepping stone, not anymore.

She leans forward slightly, her eyes locking onto the camera with a piercing stare.

Melissa Reeves:
Riley, you’ve always loved to run your mouth, but words don’t mean anything when that bell rings. Your story of redemption means nothing, your return means nothing. You mean nothing. Tonight, I’ll prove to you, to Ava, and to anyone else who’s forgotten—Melissa Reeves doesn’t just survive in this business. She doesn’t just make do. She soars. She excels. She thrives. And after tonight, you’ll remember exactly why.

She stands tall, her gaze unwavering as she adjusts her jacket one more time, ready for the fight ahead.

The arena was buzzing with anticipation as the opening notes of “Kintsugi” by Like Moths to Flames echoed through the speakers. Golden lights bathed the stage as Riley Savell stepped out to a mix of cheers and boos. Some fans couldn’t help but respect her return, but others remembered exactly who she was… The Villain. Riley wasn’t here for fanfare or admiration; she was here to win. The half-cheers quickly faded as her cold demeanor set the tone.

Walking down the ramp, her eyes fixated on the ring, Riley paused briefly, soaking in the energy. But there was no smile, no acknowledgment of the crowd’s divided reaction. This wasn’t a comeback tour. This was a reminder of exactly who Riley Savell was and what she came here to do. She stepped into the ring, grabbed a mic, and waited for the noise to die down before speaking, her voice steady, almost icy.

Riley Savell:
They only cared once she was gone, didn’t they?

Her voice cut through the air, sharp and unwavering.

Riley Savell:
Faith was a light. The best of us. The one who deserved your cheers and your respect. But where were you when she was here? Where was this... love... when she was making a name for herself, when she was building her legacy?

She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in as she began pacing the ring.

Riley Savell:
I was gone, yeah. I needed to rebuild, to break myself apart and put myself back together; stronger, better, deadlier. Japan taught me that. I became Kintsugi Kaze, a fighter who embraces the cracks, the breaks, because they make me stronger. But you all? You didn’t care about Faith until it was too late.

Riley stopped, glaring at the crowd.

Riley Savell:
And now? Now, you want to see if I’m going to play the hero. If this is some redemption arc, right? Let me make one thing completely and utterly clear… I’m still the fucking villain.

She leaned against the ropes, staring down the camera.

Riley Savell:
I didn’t come back for your cheers. I came back for one thing: the MWE World Championship. That title is mine, and there’s nothing, no one, that’s going to stop me.

The crowd erupted, some booing, some cheering the brazen confidence. Riley straightened, pacing again, her tone lowering.

Riley Savell:
And then there’s Melissa Reeves. The legend. The Reaver. The Iron Maiden. We’ve crossed paths a few times, haven’t we? I bet you think that you can still keep up, don’t you? I know you, Melissa. I know what you bring. But here’s the thing, you’re older. Slower. Me? I’m in my prime. I’ve evolved. I’ve built myself into something you can’t even comprehend. You’ve had your time, but it’s over. I’m not here to just beat you, Melissa. I’m here to make an example out of you.

The intensity in her voice was palpable as she walked toward the ropes, leaning over them as if directly addressing her opponent.

Riley Savell:
I’m not just fighting for myself anymore. I’m fighting for Faith. Her legacy is going to live on through me. I will carry that weight, that name, but I will do it my way. And if anyone—anyone—tries to stop me, they’ll learn exactly why I’m called The Villain.

She tossed the mic down, her eyes locked onto the camera, no emotion other than sheer determination etched on her face. As she stood tall in the ring, the message was clear: Riley Savell was back, and she was more dangerous than ever.

Singles Match

Riley Savell VS Melissa Reeves

The fans had a hard time deciding who to cheer for in tonight's main event. Not that either woman actually cared but it was odd nonetheless, moreso considering that Reeves was a fan favorite until a couple of months ago and a good chunk of the fans here tonight really bought that change of heart they thought they had seen in Riley Savell on her return match at From The Ashes. But even though they weren’t particularly fond of the two competitors in the ring, the Tulsa fans couldn’t help but applaud the clinic they were putting on. A long sequence of chain wrestling in which the two women traded holds and counters, fighting to get that early advantage. Riley eventually got ahold of her opponent, sending the former MWE champion down to the canvas with a Japanese arm drag. The Villain looked down at the veteran with a smug smirk, almost taunting her. Big mistake as Mel swept her off her feet and put her in a grounded headscissors, using her strong legs to squeeze the life out of the Kintsugi Kaze.. Using her lower body strength, Riley was able to drag herself closer to the ropes, getting the break. “Not so fast” thought Melissa, holding the pressure and actually squeezing her tights harder for a full four extra seconds before letting her go.
Back to the center of the ring and right into another lock up. The two fought for positions, trying to get that edge to throw the opponent with a suplex or a takedown but they seemed to be knowing each other so well, finding a counter to every move. Riley seemed to finally get the upper hand, moving behind Reeves and applying a waistlock. The former MWE champion blocked the German Suplex attempt with her leg, so Savell changed strategy, pushing her into the ropes to surprise her with a quick pinning predicament. But Mel grabbed onto the ropes, stopping her momentum and causing Savell to roll backward. The Villain charged but once again the veteran proved to be one step ahead, lowering the bottom rope and sending Riley out of the ring. She managed to land on the apron, surprising Melissa with a shoulder tackle through the ropes and into her midsection as soon as she turned around. ending her sequence with the Icon Elbow for a count of two.
The intensity turned up a notch as the two women changed strategy, giving up trying to out wrestle one another for some good old-fashioned strikes. Mel landed a nasty kicking combination, leaving Riley groggy in the center of the ring. Without thinking twice she tried to take the Villain’s head off with the Magnitude Nine but Savell ducked it and moved behind her, throwing her into the corner with a snap German suplex. The back of Mel’s skull hit the middle turnbuckle and left her sitting in the corner, dazed. The Villain charged at full speed, going for a running knee strike but Reeves recovered in time and moved out of the way, rolling out of the ring and on the apron. A cry of pain escaped Riley’s lips as her knee hit the empty corner. It took Reeves the fraction of a second to realize the opportunity that just presented to her. She grabbed Riley’s leg and twisted it around the ring post, even slamming it violently a couple of times. She interred the ring to break the count while Savell wisely left it instead. Showcasing a more ruthless approach than she ever did in the past, Mel grabbed once again her foot and stretched out her leg, falling back to do some more damage with a dragon screw leg whip. All of this was her laying the groundwork for her Iron Lock (heel hook), the submission move that gave her so many wins in the past but Savell frustrated that attempt, going for the ropes before the Aussie could lock her in.
The leg injury forced Riley to change her strategy, giving up on the flips and acrobatic stuff in her arsenal to switch to a more technical approach, relying on submissions and suplexes to attack Mel. Even kicks were a no-go, as the Icon Of Infamy learned when she hit Reeves with the V-Trigger, ending up having to clutch her leg instead of making the cover. And as she finally did, she had already given Mel enough time to recover and kick out with authority. Reeves quickly went on the counterattack, aiming at the injured leg with a sweep kick but Riley leapt over it. On the landing, she twisted her ankle and dropped on the floor. Wasting no time, Melissa went to grab it and put pressure on the limb with an excruciating ankle lock. Savell was screaming in pain, actually considering tapping out to avoid a potential injury. But digging down deep she somehow found the strength to drag her body toward the ropes. She could almost touch them, but Melissa wasn't letting her off the hook just yet. Stepping back she dragged her back in the ring and Riley was back to square one. With a final, desperate attempt, the Villain rolled through, pinning Mel with a cradle that didn’t get her the win but it allowed her to escape the submission.
It seemed pretty clear where this was going. Reeves was like a predator smelling blood, her eyes constantly moving to her main target, looking for the opportunity to strike and end things. And much like a wounded animal Riley was on the defensive, well aware that the scale was tipped in her opponent’s favor and that she had to be very careful and considerate with her next course of action. Luckily for her she possesses a brilliant mind for the game, which allowed her to lure Mel in by offering her an opening. And when the former MWE champion lunged in to grab the right leg, she was quick to knee her in the face with the left. Going all out, she climbed to the top rope looking to end this with a tribute to her sister Faith. But her leg gave up at the worst possible moment, right when she was about to jump for the Masterpiece. She managed to keep her balance, but couldn’t avoid Melissa reaching her on top and throwing her down on the canvas with a belly-to-belly superplex. Credit where it’s due, Riley survived that too.
The Villain seemed to be on her last leg, although she had been in this same spot more than once tonight and always found a way to come back and create some problems to her opponent. As she was slowly standing up, Mel kept her eyes on her, almost measuring the distance to maximize the impact of her Magnitude Nine. She was so focused that she never saw a figure jumping the barricade behind her back, nor did she hear the fans booing the interference. The person climbed on the apron and dropped the hoodie, revealing herself as Ava Grimes. The athletic Academy graduate jumped on the top rope and flew inside the ring, hitting Mel with a springboard bulldog. The ref called for the bell and disqualified Riley, awarding the win to the Aussie. This obviously didn’t sit well with Savell who pushed Ava. Grimes pushed back, Mel struck with the Magnitude Nine but the Academy graduate’s cat-like reflexes allowed her to dodge it. Reeves’ foot connected with Savell’s skull, knocking her back down. Both looked at Riley for a brief moment, Ava shrugged her shoulders and caught Mel’s head in a front facelock, hitting a quick and nasty DDT that left the former World Champion sprawled on the floor next to her opponent. “Payback, bitch!” She yelled at the Aussie before leaving the ring.

WINNER: Melissa Reeves
BY: DQ (external interference), 19:20

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