Flashpoint (11.18.17)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed plays as a video package is shown of various FGA grapplers making their way through various entranceways. The video then switches to various FGA grapplers getting kicked, punched, slammed, suplexed and dropped onto the mat....

Come inside and be afraid
Of this impressive mess I've made
If you take a look now you will find

I have thrown away my vice
Done away with paradise
See what's going on inside my mind
Please let me out
Please let me out
Please let me...

After dramatic slow motion shots of various grapplers flipping off the top turnbuckle, the video switches to the Flashpoint logo as the chorus kicks in.



The video fades to an outside shot of the Ford Center Evansville, Indiana. We then transition inside to a wide shot of the arena. The camera then pans around, capturing the excited crowd. An FGA chant breaks out throughout several sections of the crowd...

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
BROOKFORD vs. Ash Fi

“I’m Bad" by LL Cool J plays as Nate BROOKFORD waste no time making his appearance known. He power walks down to the ring not bothering to savor the less than pleasant reaction from the crowd.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Manhattan, New York! Weighing in at 265 pounds! He is the “Problem Solver”... BROOOOOOOKFOOORRRRD!!!

He slides under the bottom rope, he pops up. Opting to head over to the turnbuckle nearest the announce table, he leans back with his arms crossed. The ref checks Nate for any foreign objects as the man who wants to be referred to as BROOKFORD keeps his eyes locked across the ring on Ash Fi, his prey for the night.

Geoff Penzer: BROOKFORD will finally be making his FGA in-ring debut here tonight against Ash Fi. The Manhattan native has been in the business for a little over two years and has already made a name for himself as a Problem Solver. BROOKFORD is a man who has no time for friends. But if the price is right? He’ll make time and will make sure that the job has been carried out to completion. A man of his size and strength could cause problem for many members of the Flashpoint roster.

Melanie Sierra: And his opponent, from Swansea, Wales… Ash Fi!

Ash Fi gives the crowd a big wave and a warm smile. As soon as she turns and sets her sights on BROOKFORD, the smile quickly disappears from her face.

The bell sounds as BROOKFORD knocks Ash Fi backwards into the corner with forward palm strikes to the chest before following up with a spinning backfist punch. While Ash Fi is rocked, BROOKFORD grabs her by the wrist, leads her out of the corner and knocks her down with a short-arm elbow smash. Ash Fi falls to the mat. But BROOKFORD keeps a hold of her wrist. So he pulls Ash Fi back to her feet before bashing her with another short-arm elbow smash. Again, Ash Fi drops to the mat. But BROOKFORD continues to keep a hold of her wrist. After BROOKFORD pulls Ash Fi back up to her feet, he turns and runs into the ropes. When BROOKFORD returns, he turns her inside out with a lariat takedown. The boos continue as BROOKFORD reaches down, grabs Ash Fi by the hair and peels her off the mat. He then sends her into the corner with an irish whip before running across the ring and connecting with a corner elbow. While Ash Fi slumps down in the corner, BROOKFORD heads towards the opposite corner. He then turns, barrels across the ring and squashes Ash Fi with a cannonball senton. A closeup shot of Ash Fi shows her curled up while she writhes with agony. But BROOKFORD shows no compassion. He heads back into the corner, pulls up Ash Fi and pulls her out of the corner. After doubling the SCCW standout over with a hard knee to the midsection, BROOKFORD lifts her up and throws her down with authority using a pumphandle powerslam. Ash Fi whines while arching her back. BROOKFORD looks down at Ash Fi with nothing but contempt. He then reaches down, yanks Ash Fi back to her feet, positions himself behind her and hurls her across the ring with a release German Suplex. The crowd boos as Ash Fi lands and remains folded up on the canvas. BROOKFORD marches over, pulls Ash Fi back to her feet and drapes her legs across the top rope. BROOKFORD gets the young upstart in position before delivering PROBLEM… SOLVED (Dragon Screw Neckwhip). The boos continue as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

The crowd boos when “I’m Bad” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, BROOKFORD!

The ref goes to raise BROOKFORD’s arm before BROOKFORD pulls his arm away from him. A cold glare from BROOKFORD sends the referee fleeing to the outside.

Geoff Penzer: Hello fans and welcome to the latest installment of Flashpoint. I am your host, Geoff Penzer. BROOKFORD made short work of Ash Fi here in his FGA debut. In theory, it only gets harder from here for BROOFORD. But something tells me that BROOKFORD isn’t worried about any of the challenges that may lay ahead for him. Speaking of challenges that lay ahead, Kendall Kingham and Aria Bankowski have a huge challenge when they face the team of Evan Envi and NEON in tag team action later on tonight.! Envi has promised us a new and improved version of Camp Envi. Can The Chief and The Queen of Mean put it together and obtain victory here tonight!? Also in tag team action will be Noelle Smith and Stravito! The two of them have been on the receiving end of constant harassment and attacks from Nate Bristow, Tully Barnes and Ricky Valero. Well in tonight’s main event, both Smith and Stravito look to gain a measure of revenge on Bristow & Barnes.! Also, Brian Stryker will make his decision here tonight! The reigning 15 Champion successfully defended his championship for a fourth time. With four defenses under his belt, Stryker is faced with one of the toughest decisions of his FGA career. Will he keep the 15 Championship? Or will he cash in that championship for a guaranteed title shot at the Pride Championship, which is currently held by Chris Madison. Before, we thought it was a forgone conclusion that Stryker would go for the Pride Title shot. Now, my guess is as good as yours! So stay tuned. We’ve got a lot of action for you still to come. Up next after the break? “The Bullet” Robbie Black is back in action as he takes on Yun Goeun!

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Backstage in the Ford Center, we open to a shot of backstage opinion getter, Amanda Johnson, facing the camera, with mic in hand, ready to get down to business. She smiles for the camera.

Amanda Johnson: I’m here with one half of the newly crowned FGA World Tag Team champions, Logan Alexander.

The camera pans to her left, bringing Logan into the shot. Dressed in a dark green shirt, plain brown pants and his usual ring jacket, he also has his half of the Tag Team championship displayed proudly around his waist. Amanda pivots to face Logan.

Amanda Johnson: Good to have you here Logan.

He smiles and nods to her.

Logan Alexander: Good to be here Amanda.

Amanda Johnson: I see that your partner Ashlyn De Luca isn’t here with you tonight… Is there a reason for that?

Logan Alexander: There is. It’s a personal matter though and I’m not inclined to speak about it on her behalf. We’ll just have to leave it at that for now, but she might be here later on tonight.

Looking just a little disappointed with that answer, Amanda presses on in a different direction.

Amanda Johnson: Very well then. I suppose I should move along to the part where I say congratulations to you on the victory you and Ashlyn had two week ago that won you the Tag Team championships.

He nods to her in acknowledgement.

Logan Alexander: Thank you for that. It was certainly an exciting moment for me on the last Flashpoint, although I did miss the ending sequence to that match seeing as I was laid out on the floor with Dan Herrera at that point. It seems that the further along I get in my career, the higher the quality of the tag team partners I end up teaming with. Ashlyn carried the load for most of the match. It’s something that she doesn’t get enough credit for. Her work ethic and passion in the ring are simply phenomenal. I know it was a very personal battle for her with everything that had gone on between her and Peaches in the preceding weeks. I did what I could to keep her focused on our goal rather than all the drama that had happened beforehand and I had total confidence in her when we were out in the ring. She hasn’t let me down and at this point I’m starting to think I might just be along for the ride with her.

Amanda regards him curiously for a moment before offering her follow up question.

Amanda Johnson: What do you mean by that?

Logan smirks slightly.

Logan Alexander: I mean that the way Ashlyn is performing in the ring, you could potentially partner her up with just about anyone and you would get similar results to when she and I are teaming together. She’s been that good this year everywhere she’s competed. That’s why she’s the Mayor of Ashlanta. She’s the driving force behind this team. As her Chief of Staff, it’s my job to help her find the way to her end goals. That’s what I did two weeks ago. I helped keep the pressure off her when I could and gave her openings to do what she does best. We kept the Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad from hanging onto the momentum for long stretches of the match and using their teamwork like they have against previous opponents.

He crosses his arms in front of his chest, adopting a more serious look.

Logan Alexander: We knew that we had to be better than them and we were. Not by much, but it was enough for us to get the job done.

Amanda Johnson: Dan and Peaches have made clear that they expect to get a rematch against you and Ashlyn in the future. What are your thoughts about that possibility?

Logan glances away thoughtfully for several moments, considering his reply. He then looks back towards Amanda and the camera.

Logan Alexander: Personally, I’d look forward to having another match against Dan and Peaches. They came at us with everything they had to hang onto their championships. They are a very good team and they complement each other’s styles quite well. They were deserving champions. That being said, I’m not sure that they took us as seriously as they should have two weeks ago. You spoke with them after that match. They told you that a few ‘better orchestrated moves’ would have kept the titles around their waists.

He smirks slightly and shakes his head.

Logan Alexander: Such arrogance. It’s not that they were beaten by a better team. It’s that they didn’t ‘give their all’.

He sighs then looks at Amanda with a put upon expression.

Logan Alexander: Ashlyn and I worked a little bit harder and dug a little bit deeper, but we also gave them more professional respect heading into that match. We treated them as a team that were our betters and came prepared to fight against that. And even then, I could say that we weren’t at our very best. We could have been better out there. A few ‘better orchestrated moves’ on our part and Ashlyn and I could have secured a far more decisive victory that made a much bigger statement, rather than Dan and I being taken out of the picture and Ashlyn beating Peaches one on one at the end.

He tosses a knowing look at the camera, then returns his focus to Amanda.

Logan Alexander: If they do get a rematch against us, I’m sure that they’ll be better focused and be even more driven to regain the Tag Team titles. But they’d better count on us upping our game to hang onto these titles too. Just because we have the belts doesn’t mean we’re going to sit back and figure we’re the best thing out here in FGA. We’ll be watching for the next big challenge coming our way and we’ll be doing our best to prepare for it when it arrives in front of us.

Amanda brightens a bit at his last statement, using it as a lead in to her next topic.

Amanda Johnson: Speaking of the next challenge, I’d like to get your thoughts on what happened after your championship match concluded.

Logan nods slightly to her.

Logan Alexander: Of course. I was expecting that to come up sooner or later.

Amanda Johnson: Well, Smart Style showed up, coming out through the crowd and ambushing both teams after the match, leaving all four of you laid out in and around the ring. They hadn’t been seen at an FGA event since Patriot Games two months ago where you and Ashlyn defeated them in the semifinals of Dynamic Duos, but they have made their own claim to the FGA World Tag Team championships. What went through your mind after their attack at the Anniversary show?

He frowns slightly as he thinks about that.

Logan Alexander: Initially… I wanted to do what Ashlyn, Dan and Peaches each wanted to do, track those two jokers down and string them up somewhere. They took a special moment away from us and I wasn’t pleased about that. Now, two weeks removed from what went down, I feel sorry for them.

Amanda appears genuinely surprised by that response, and she just blurts out the first thing that comes to mind.

Amanda Johnson: Why?

Logan just glances back towards her.

Logan Alexander: I could say that I feel sorry for them because of the trouble that they’ve set themselves up to receive from the Chaotics and Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad. We are rightly seen as having a reason to go out and get even with them. But I don’t feel sorry that people get what they deserve for their actions.

He smiles slightly.

Logan Alexander: Instead, I feel sorry for Smart Style in that they decided the best way to make a statement was to sneak attack the two arguably best teams in FGA immediately after those teams had poured everything they had into a hard hitting back and forth championship match. Really… what does that prove? For a comparable example, what would it prove if I was to go out and beat up Johnny Karma and Molly Reid after they’d fought at Final Frontier? Would that suddenly make me a contender for the FGA Undisputed championship? I think not. If that was the case, everyone would be doing it, and I’m willing to bet that a lot of people in the locker room would be up in arms about undeserving competitors trying to cut in front of the line. Before long, things would be quite unruly as everyone would figure that they were owed something for nothing.

He shakes his head at that thought.

Logan Alexander: So… Smart Style made a statement two weeks ago. Unfortunately it was not the statement that they intended to make. They let everyone know that they have to attack weakened and worn out teams from behind to come out on top. When they fought Ashlyn and I face to face, Mark Bisley got dumped from the ring and had the taste kicked out of his mouth by yours truly and Shintaro Majima was C5’ed and took a long nap in the middle of the ring. They let everyone know that since they can’t get the job done in the ring to earn their spot, they’re going to try and sneak into a title match by attacking the champions. Maybe they expect us to go out and demand a match with them and then they can try and convert that into a title match somehow. Perhaps other people in FGA think it’s all fine and good to go around asking for title matches rather than winning a number one contender match, but I’m not going to play that game. I have standards and I want to face opponents that are proven to be deserving of championship opportunities, rather than ones who figure that they are owed something because their egos have a zip code attached.

He smirks again, looking towards the camera and then back to Amanda.

Logan Alexander: You know… I can see Dan and Peaches getting a title match in the near future against Ashlyn and I, since they are the former champions and probably have a rematch clause. Mark and Shintaro get no such consideration for me. These are two guys who have done nothing here in two months since they got a reality check from a better team. They come back into FGA bragging about being the ’hottest free agents in FGA’… which is true.

Amanda Johnson: You agree with that assessment?

Logan Alexander: When you are the only free agents in a company, that makes you the best ones by default. It’s not a high standard anymore.

He rolls his eyes in exaggerated fashion then continues.

Logan Alexander: But if Smart Style want to get into the ring with Ashlyn and I again, then they had better go out and earn the right to do so. If they sign on to Flashpoint and beat the Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad, I might be willing to accept them as potential challengers. If they sign on to Vertigo and beat Shootcamp or perhaps two members of the New Murder, I might be willing to accept them as potential challengers. Otherwise… they are wasting the time of a lot of people.

Amanda Johnson: Do you think that taking this sort of stance will provoke a response from Smart Style?

Logan Alexander: I’ll be surprised if it doesn’t, but I’ll only be impressed if they actually prove in the ring that they deserve to be in this conversation they are trying to interject themselves into. Until that happens, they don’t matter regardless of how much they run their mouths or how many sneak attacks they carry out.

Amanda Johnson: I see. Well, I think that covers everything for now.

Logan Alexander: In that case, I’ll let you be on your way. I’m sure there are plenty of other people waiting to get a word in around here.

Amanda smiles back slightly.

Amanda Johnson: You’re right about that.

She then nods to him.

Amanda Johnson: Thank you for your time Logan.

He nods in return and steps out of the shot. The scene then fades to black.

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Robbie Black vs. Yun Goeun

"Take Your Place" by The Underachievers plays through the speakers and emerging from the back is Robbie Black, who nods his head as the fans rise from their seats and applaud him.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan! Weighing in at 236 pounds! He is “The Bullet” ROOOOBBIEEEEEE BLAAAACK!!!

"The Bullet" stands on the top of the entrance ramp and he shoots his imaginary gun towards the ring before swaggering his way down, high-fives to a few of the audience members before he slams the apron with his fists and climbs the ring steps, hoisting himself up onto the second rope on the outside of the ring.

Geoff Penzer: Robbie Black made a name for himself two weeks ago at the Six Year Anniversary when he called out the world traveled veteran Mark Storm to a match at Final Frontier! Storm had brushed off the youngster at first as he assumed that Black was only messing around. But Storm quickly realized just how serious Black was. I have to applaud Black’s confidence. But I do wonder if he’d biting off more than he can chew. The in-ring experience between the two is overwhelmingly in Storm’s favor. Not to mention the fact that Storm will be heading into that match with a chip on his shoulder. On the other hand, Black is a man with everything to gain and nothing to lose. So he might just pull out all the stops to make sure that Flashpoint, and specifically Storm, remembers his name.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring. From Seoul, South Korea… YUN GOEUN!

The crowd boos at the introducing on Yun’s name. Black continues to look around, a smile on his face before entering the ring, lowering his stance as he poses for the fans.

The crowd boos when Yun attacks him from behind with clubbing strikes across the back. The bell sounds when Yun turns Black around and delivers several kicks to the chest. She then brings Black from out of the corner and goes for an irish whip. But Black reverses, sending Yun into the far ropes. When Yun returns, she ducks a spinning heel kick thrown out by Black. However, Black’s able to land on his feet while Yun continues to run the ropes. When she returns, the crowd cheers when Black knocks her down with a savate kick. The Bullet reaches down, pulls Yun up from off the canvas and sends her back into the ropes. When she returns, Black scoops her up from the side and delivers a sidewalk slam. Black pulls Yun back up, moves her into the corner and delivers rapid knife-edge chops before delivering a high impact backhand to the face. After nailing Yun with a bionic elbow, Black sends her into the opposite corner with an irish whip. Black runs across the ring to follow up. But he gets knocked back with a boot to the face. While Black stumbles back, Yun comes out of the corner to attack. But Black counters by lifting her up, turning and throwing her down with a spinning spinebuster. Black brings Yun back to her feet before sending her back into the corner with an irish whip. Black sizes up Yun and gets her in his target before charging into the corner and connecting with the Bullseye! (corning running big boot). The crowd cheers when Yun crumbles out of the corner before Black makes the cover.

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TWO!
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THREE!

The crowd cheers when “Take Your Place” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, ROBBIE BLACK!

The cheers continue when Black gets his arm raised.

Geoff Penzer: Robbie Black gets the win after taking care of Yun Goeun in short order. “The Bullet” gave us a dominating performance here tonight. But he can expect much tougher competition at Final Frontier when he steps into the ring with Storm.

[FGA Office]

The show cuts backstage to Hadley Herrera’s office, where the Flashpoint GM is sitting at her desk. As she finishes her phone call, telling her caller that she’ll ‘talk to you later’ before hanging up, just as there’s a knock at the door.

Hadley Herrera: Come in.

The GM calls out as the door swings open, and in walks the former FGA World Tag Team Champions, The Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad. Obviously neither are dressed to wrestle and, for the first time in a long time, they’re missing those title belts that they’d held since June. Peaches is wearing a Raleigh Renegades t-shirt and jeans, whilst Dan has opted for a PCLAS t-shirt and jeans.

Hadley Herrera: Ah, just who I wanted to talk to. And you brought Dan with you!

The good natured humor brings a smile to both Dan and Peaches, although he shakes his head.

Dan Herrera: Nice to see you too, sis.

Hadley Herrera: So, I understand you two are upset by losing the World Tag Team titles at the Six Year Anniversary Show. You know I can’t overturn the decision though, don’t you?

Peaches: We don’t want you to overturn the decision, Hadley.

Hadley reclines in her seat, looking at the two wrestlers in front of her. Hands steepled as she sighs softly.

Peaches: They won fair an’ square, we can accept that. But it ain’t just The Chaotics who’re our problem round here.

Hadley Herrera: Ah, Smart Style. You know, if they continue sweet talking Brandon MacDonald like they did last week, they might not ever be your problem.

Dan Herrera: Hottest free agents…

Dan scoffs, shaking his head in dismay at the notion that Smart Style are playing the GMs off against one another. Peaches doesn’t look best pleased by it either, as she tuts under her breath.

Dan Herrera: ...they want to cheapshot us and The Chaotics, then try and run off to Vertigo?

Peaches: Look, Hadley, we’re gonna be real honest with you right now. We held those belts for over four months, and we defended ‘em with pride. We wore ‘em with honor, an’, yeah, we lost - ain’t nobody gonna argue about that. But we’ve got a rematch clause, don’t we?

Dan Herrera: We’ll earn it if you want us to. Give us Smart Style and show them why they made the wrong damn decision at the anniversary show. We’ll go through Bisley and Majima, we’ll go through Ashylyn and Logan. But one way or another, we’re going to get those FGA World Tag Team titles back.

There’s a moment of silence after Dan’s speech; the former champions standing tall, ready to accept whatever answer Hadley throws their way … when she finally speaks.

Hadley Herrera: You make a good case, and frankly I’m on your side. Otherwise Thanksgiving is going to be really awkward next week. But I can’t make any promises…

Dan Herrera: We understand that.

Hadley Herrera: ...so if that’s everything, you two enjoy the rest of the show. And you’ll be back in action on the next show, I promise.

Peaches: We will, Hadley. Thanks.

With that, the Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad head out of Hadley’s office, leaving the Flashpoint GM to mull over her options for a little while longer.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Previously Taped
Last Saturday

We catch up with Johnny Karma and Cherry Baum as they walk backstage, but they aren’t backstage at the Ford Center for tonight’s edition of Flashpoint - instead we’re seeing them walk backstage at the Verizon Arena, where the most recent edition of Vertigo took place, and we join him mid-conversation with Brandon Macdonald

Brandon Macdonald: ...and I cannot stress this enough, but I can only apologise for what happened at the last show.

While he may hear Macdonald’s apology, the look on Karma’s face indicates his feelings on the matter involve the phrase “too little” in close conjunction with the phrase “too late”

Brandon Macdonald: You can rest assured that I will make it very clear to The New Murder that the next time they take action into their own hands on my show, they will be dealt with.

You would think that Karma’s response would be to wholeheartedly agree with Macdonald’s’ sentiment, yet instead he holds up his hand and looks at the Vertigo GM in much the same way that he would looks at somebody who had grown a second head

Johnny Karma: Wait a minute, “dealt with”? I’m not asking you to line up Harter, Molly, Bondo and the other couple of dozen members of the New Murder so you can walk past and slap each and every one of them on the wrist, in fact I didn’t come here to tattle on them for being really, really mean to me at the last show.

Brandon Macdonald: I...I’m sorry?

Macdonald is caught aback by Karma’s flat refusal to accept his offer of disciplinary measures

Brandon Macdonald: If you don’t mind me asking, why did you come looking for me this evening?

Johnny Karma: The reason I came by this evening was because…

Just as he’s about to reveal the reason, the two members of Smart Style come walking through the hallway, and as they barge past Mark Bisley’s elbow catches Karma in the back, leading to Karma turning and coming face-to-face with Bisley to give him a piece of his mind

Johnny Karma: You could see me standing here, right?

Turning to look in Karma’s direction, Bisley smirks and cannot help but divert his eyes from Karma’s gaze to look at the title on his shoulder

Mark Bisley: Oh I’m sorry, I must have been distracted by that shiny championship belt that you have resting on your shoulder.

Bisley returns to meeting Karma’s gaze, daring Karma to respond, but is distracted by a third party responding

Cherry Baum: Maybe if you paid better attention you’d have won the Dynamic Duos when you had the chance?

In the briefest of pauses, Bisley breaks his gaze from Karma and instead looks out of the corner of his eye towards Cherry, before returning to meet Karma’s gaze and is clearly irritated by her remark - but rather than do something about it, instead he looks towards Macdonald before once again looking towards Karma

Mark Bisley: I’m sure our paths will cross again soon, Johnny Karma. But more importantly, Mister Macdonald, my partner and I would like to discuss something with you.

Macdonald is about to respond, but Karma speaks for him.

Johnny Karma: He’s busy.

Bisley catches his tongue in case he says something out of character or, even worse, something foolish

Mark Bisley: By all means.

Bisley gives a mock bow of deference to Karma before he and Majima continue their walk, discussing something that is not quite audible as they go, leaving Karma and Macdonald trying to remember where their conversation left off

Brandon Macdonald: You were saying something about your reasons for being here?

Johnny Karma: Yes I was...

Even though he’s obviously about to say his reasons, Karma can’t help but look down the corridor to make sure Bisley has baren avek

Johnny Karma: ...the reason I’m here is because the New Murder crossed a line at the last show, a line I am sick and tired of having crossed at my expense, and believe me I could write a book on being on the receiving end of a gangland-style beatdown as I am so used to it happening by now. So because of them I had to sit out the anniversary show as I waited for the all clear on my busted ribs, and that means they spent the past few weeks celebrating like they already won because they put me on the shelf once when there was nothing at stake, and we all know there’s something at stake a few weeks from now. So here’s what I’m asking: don’t do a damn thing about them, let them think they have the advantage going into Final Frontier, because if it’s a fight they want, I’m meeting them head-on.

Brandon Macdonald: Well okay then, thanks for stopping by to let me know. If you’ll excuse me, I have a few things to attend to in my office.

With a friendly nod, Macdonald heads off to leave Karma and Cherry on their own once more, and with nothing else to do they begin to walk in the direction of the arena entrance so they can watch the show unfold from behind the curtain, and as they walk Cherry strikes up a little small talk

Cherry Baum: So that guy was a douche.

Johnny Karma: Who, Brandon?

Cherry Baum: No, that Bisley guy. Not sure about his partner, he didn’t talk much so I couldn’t form an opinion.

Johnny Karma: No disagreement here.

The pair of them continue down the corridor, heading for the curtain so they can watch the remainder of the show.

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Ricky Valero vs. Kris Sage

"Hero" by Skillet hits when Sage Clark makes his way to the ring.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Malibu Beach, California! Weighing in at 214 pounds! He is “The All-American” SAGE CLARK!

Geoff Penzer: Sage Clark came out in front of the crowd and made his on-screen debut a couple of weeks back. Now, this young upstart is ready to make his in-ring debut here tonight. However, I’m concerned for the young man. He’s not being eased into this. Instead, he’s being thrown to the wolves against this man...

“Amazing” by Kanye West hits, lifting the fans to their feet in a fit of rage. White and pink strobe lights start to flash throughout the arena.

It's amazing
I'm the reason
Everybody fired up this evening

I'm exhausted
Barely breathing
Holding on to what I believe in

No matter what
You'll never take that from me
My reign is as far as your eyes can see

Ricky Valero emerges from the back amidst a cloud of fog. With that trademark smirk stretched across his face, he scans the arena with hubris. He puts his legs together, extends his arms outward, throws his head back and basks in the building’s negative energy.

Melanie Sierra: And his opponent, from Staten Island, New York! Weighing in at 227 pounds… RICKYYYYYY VAAAAALEEEROOOO!!!

It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin', it's amazin'
So amazin', so amazin', so amazin', it's amazin' (Let's go)

He makes his way toward the ring intentionally ignoring the outstretched hands of front row fans along his route. He circles the ring, before reaching the far corner. Slowly he climbs up the steps and leans his back against the ropes, bouncing against them a few times with his arms wrapped over top of them before slipping into the ring.

I'm a monster
I'm a killer
I know I'm wrong, yeah

I'm a problem
That'll never
Ever be solved

And no matter what
You'll never take that from me
My reign is as far as your eyes can see

Ricky spins around in the center of the ring with his arms extended out, absorbing the crowd's disdain. He walks towards the ropes on the far side of the ring and simply smiles. The music slowly quiets down as Ricky turns and leans against the ropes closest to the entranceway, awaiting the start of the match.

Geoff Penzer: The surly Ricky Valero have made Noelle Smith and El Stravito his latest targets. Both him, as well as Bristow & Barnes, have taken it upon themselves to make their lives miserable at every turn. Thy Kingdom Come even tried to jump El Stravito in the parking lot at the Six Year Anniversary Show until Noelle Smith, and then Chandler Scott, made the save. I don’t think I’m out of line when I say that Valero has been out of control for several weeks, if not months.

The bell sounds as Valero marches across the ring and gets directly in Clark’s face. Quickly growing uncomfortable, Clark tries to move to his right, but Valero purposely steps in his way to cut him off. Clark then tries to go to his left. But again, Valero gets in his way. Valero’s piercing eyes begin to shoot daggers at Clark.

Geoff Penzer: Valero’s trying to intimidate this young man before the match even gets started.

The boos continue as Valero trashes Clark’s mentor, Simon Lyman, to his face. Clark shakes his head, vehemently disagreeing with Valero’s assessment of Lyman. But Valero continues to trash Lyman’s name. Clark’s hand enough and tries to push Valero away so that he can finally get out of the corner. But Valero barely budges. Valero laughs as Clark tries to shove him back to create the distance needed to finally escape the corner. But again, it’s to no avail. Valero gives Clark an exaggerated laugh until Clark punches him in the face, resulting in cheers from the crowd.

Geoff Penzer: There you go, Sage! Don’t take any mess from him or anybody else!

Clark’s mouth widens with shock before he quickly covers it with his hand. Valero, meanwhile, turns away after getting punched. Valero reaches up and touches his bottom lip with his hand. When Valero pulls the hand back, he sees a very small amount of blood. Valero narrows his eyes as he turns to look back at Clark. Clark tries to explain the situation to Valero. But the begging does no good when Valero wallops him with a slap across the face. Clark turns back to Valero, only to nearly get his head slapped off his shoulders. The boos continues when Valero sends Clark slumping down in the corner with mudhole stomps. Clark yelps loudly with each hard stomp to the chest. Valero reaches down, pulls up Clark by the hair and sends him slumping back down in the corner with a flurry of right hands. Valero reaches down, pulls up Clark once more and doubles him over with a hard series of shoulder thrusts. Valero takes Clark by the wrist and whips him hard into the opposite corner. Clark yelps when his back collides with the turnbuckles. Valero then runs across the ring and goes for a corner clothesline. But Clark’s able to move out of the way, resulting in cheers from the crowd when Valero crashes into the turnbuckles. As Valero begins to stumble back, Clark quickly rolls him up with a schoolboy.

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Valero kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: Oh, Clark nearly had him!

After both grapplers return to their feet, an irate Valero marches after Clark. Clark meets Valero and greets him with a knife edge chop. Valero goes to deliver a hard knife edge chop. But Clark ducks and counters with another knife edge chop of his own. He nails Valero with two more chops before going for an irish whip. But Valero reverses, sending Clark into the ropes. When Clark returns, he slides through Valero’s legs. When Valero turns around, Clark brings him down with a japanese arm drag. Valero returns to his feet before getting returned to the mat with another japanese arm drag. After Valero gets back up, Clark grabs him by the wrist, delivers an arm wrench, transitions into a hammerlock from behind, spins Valero towards him, brings him down with a snapmare and follows up with a dropkick to the back. He makes the cover.

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Valero kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: Sage Clark is fighting back! Keep it up, kid!

The crowd’s firmly behind The All-American when Clark picks up Valero, moves him over into the ropes and connects with an uppercut. He then takes Valero and goes for an irish whip. But Valero reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Clark returns, Valero goes for a hip toss. But Clark steps through it before bringing Valero down with a hip toss of his own. Clark pumps his fists before knocking Valero down with a dropkick… then another! Valero returns to his feet before getting scooped up and bodyslammed by Clark. Cheers ring throughout the arena as The All-American drops down for the cover…

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Valero kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: Another nearfall from Clark!

Clark brings Valero back to his feet before sending him into the ropes with an irish whip. When Valero returns, Clark sets up for a back body drop. Valero sees it coming. So he stops, grabs both of Clark’s arms and counters with a double underhook backbreaker. The crowd boos after Clark bounces off of Valero’s knee.

Geoff Penzer: I don’t mean to sound like a defeatist. But it might be all downhill from here for Clark...

Clark continues to howl in pain as he holds his lower back. Valero marches over towards Clark and puts the boots to him before pulling him back to his feet. Valero takes Clark and sends him into the corner with an irish whip. Valero then runs across the ring before cracking Clark across the face with a corner forearm smash. He then takes Clark and sends him hard into the opposite corner with an irish whip. As Clark staggers out, Valero throws him down with an overhead belly to belly suplex. With Clark sprawled out on the mat, Valero heads into the ropes. When he comes back, he delivers the Leg Drops of Jupiter (rally of consecutive leg drops). He turns over and makes the cover.

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Clark gets his shoulder up.

Valero yanks him off the canvas before throwing him down hard with a scoop slam. After dragging Clark into position, Valero steps out onto the apron and scales to the top turnbuckle. Valero leaps off and goes for Burying The Hatchet (diving double foot stomp) when Clark rolls out of the way. When Valero lands, his momentum sends him rolling forward. Valero returns to his feet. When he turns around, he gets caught with a rolling wheel kick that knocks him down. The cheers continue as Clark makes the cover.

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Valero kicks out.

Clark picks up Valero and whips him into the corner. The All-American runs across the ring, jumps and goes for a Stinger Splash. But Valero catches him in mid air, runs across the ring and rams him back-first into the corner. The boos continue when Valero pulls Clark back, lifts him up, runs back over and delivers a Turnbuckle Powerbomb. Clark crumbles from out of the corner while Valero steps out onto the apron. Valero scales to the top turnbuckle before leaping off and delivering Burying The Hatchet. The boos continue as Valero drags Clark away from the corner, drops down and applies The Rally Killer (arm-trap cross-legged STF). Valero tugs away on the head and neck of Clark while Clark furiously taps the mat. The crowd boos when the ref calls for the bell.

The crowd erupts with boos as “Amazing” blares throughout the arena.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, RICKY VALERO!

The boos continue when Valero keeps the hold applied.

Geoff Penzer: Come on, Valero! You’ve won the match already! You’ve beaten up the poor kid! Let him go!

The ref scolds Valero while he continues to keep the hold applied. Valero keeps the hold cinched in for another three seconds before finally letting go. He returns to his feet, puts his foot on Clark’s back and forces the ref to raise his arm in victory...

[FGA Office]

Amanda Johnson: Mark, Mark!

Rushing down the hallways is Amanda Johnson, who stops Mark Storm in his tracks. You can hear the boo's overhauling from the main arena and Mark turns to face Amanda and the camera, with a sadistic smirk upon his lips. That smirk turns into a look of annoyance and he rolls his eyes, nodding his head to Amanda so that she can proceed.

Amanda Johnson: Tonight you find yourself up against Dickie Harter, an up and comer in the industry -

Storm holds a finger up in the air, implying that Johnson should stop speaking, and she does.

Mark Storm: You don't need to tell me who Dickie Harter is Amanda. I know who he is. Some would say that he is the face of Sussex County Championship Wrestling. And he isn't even the champ! The face of the developmental program. Can you believe that, Amanda?! I ask for better service. I ask for a little bit more spotlight, not a whole deal... but as much as I deserve, as much as I've earned. You know where I should be this week? I should be the main event. Why? Because that's the sort of talent I am. But instead, they've got me facing kids, and no disrespect to you Dickie, you're a prospect. Perhaps even the future of this company. But we're living in the present and right now, you're just a lost puppy who's wandered into a field of dogs! You're in my playground.

Amanda Johnson: Don't you -

Mark Storm: You know what Amanda, enough! You're just as fake as everybody else! You're just as corrupted as the rest of them. And I know what you're thinking! You're thinking that I've lost my mind. That I'm going insane! But that's far from the truth. I'm tired of these games and I'm tired of this service. I'm being treated like a joke. This interview right now, it's a joke!

Mark brushes past the camera, and the last shot we get is Amanda looking bewildered as she watches Storm charge away.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Mark Storm vs. Dickie Harter

"Short Change Hero" by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down. Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words;

YOUR HERO, AND MINE

Boo's echo through the arena as Mark Storm emerges from the mist of smoke, chewing gum calmly as he takes off his shades and stares down at the ring. He can't help but allow his sadistic signature smirk to appear upon his lips as he closes his eyes and spreads his arms out wide, soaking in the jeers of the audience.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from New York, Brooklyn! Weighing in at 225 pounds! Your Hero, and Mine.. MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM

He begins his walk down the entrance ramp, with a leather coat completing his attire as he comes down the entrance ramp.

This ain't no place for no hero.  
This ain't no place for no better man.  
This ain't no place for no hero  
To call "home."

At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the boo's coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring.

Melanie Sierra: And his opponent, already in the ring. From Wilmington, Delaware! Weighing in at 195 pounds… DICKIE HARTER!

A round of cheers can be heard in support of the SCCW standout. Taking off his leather coat, Storm hands it to the ring announcer before walking over to his designated corner and hoisting himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.

Geoff Penzer: As we just heard a couple of moments ago, Storm is not impressed with the level of competition he’s been given. First, Robbie Black for Final Frontier and Dickie Harter here tonight. But he shouldn’t simply brush off Dickie as some pushover. I’ve seen this young man hold his own against some tough competition, both inside and outside of SCCW. The kid’s got a huge. Though that surname isn’t doing him any favors.

The bell sounds as Storm and Harter meet in the center of the ring. The SCCW standout shows respect to the world traveled veteran by extending his hand for a handshake. Storm looks down at the hand, then back up at Harter. The last time someone extended their hand to Storm, he went to shake it, only for the person to pull back and point a finger gun at him. Harter looks around with a bit of uneasiness before stepping a bit closer to Storm. Your Hero and Mine responds by slapping the hand out of the way, which elicits boos from the crowd.

Geoff Penzer: Come on, Storm! You’ve gone on and on about the lack of respect you’ve received. Here’s this young man making it a point to shake your hand to start the match. For all we know, he might have been a huge fan of yours for years. Then you go and do him like that. Come on, Storm. You’re better than that.

Harter gives a disappointed sigh before circling the ring. He and Storm size each other up before marching to the center of the ring and locking up. After jockeying for position, Storm quickly drops down, goes behind Harter and applies a waist lock from behind. He then lifts up Harter before throwing him down to the mat with a waist lock takedown. Harter slowly battles back to a vertical base before Storm sends him face-first to the mat with another waist lock takedown. After Harter gets back to his feet, Storm quickly spins him towards him before throwing him back down. This time, with a side headlock takeover. Harter grabs a hold of Storm and rolls over, pinning Storm’s shoulders to the mat.

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Storm rolls back over while keeping the hold applied. Harter can be heard groaning as Storm begins to cinch in the hold. But he doesn’t quit. Instead, he’s able to reverse into a headscissors. The hold doesn’t stay on for long as Storm is able to escape with a kip up. After Harter scrambles back to a vertical base, Storm applies another side headlock. This time, Harter shoves Storm off into the ropes. When Storm returns, Harter leapfrogs over him. Storm continues to run the ropes. When Storm comes back, Harter goes for another leapfrog. This time, Storm puts on the brakes instead of going under Harter. After Harter lands on his feet, Storm knocks him down with a high kick to the chest. The boos continue as Storm picks up Harter, moves him into the corner and nails him with a series of forearm strikes to the face. He then takes Harter and whips him into the opposite corner. Storm runs across the ring to attack when Harter goes for a boot to the face. The counter fails as Storm catches Harter’s foot. He then drags Harter from out of the corner while the crowd boos. He then swings Harter’s leg away from him, grabs him from behind, lifts him up and throws him down face-first with a Sitout Face Slam. The boos continue as Storm storms over and makes the cover.

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Harter gets his shoulder up. Storm looks back and does a double take.

Geoff Penzer: Storm just drove Harter down face-first onto the canvas with that move. He clearly thought it was three and you know what? I thought it would be enough to put Harter away, too.

Your Hero and Mine picks up Harter and rocks him with an elbow strike, sending the youngster stumbling backwards into the ropes. While Harter holds his jaw, Storm quickly hooks his arms across the top rope and nails him with a blistering knife edge chop. Storm rattles off three more chops to the chest before blasting Harter with an elbow strike to the jaw that sends him slumping down against the ropes. Storm reaches down, grabs Harter and pulls him back up by the hair before sending him into the far ropes. When Harter returns, Storm throws him down with a japanese arm drag into an armbar. The ref quickly gets down and asks Harter if he wants to give up. But Harter refuses. After battling back to a vertical base, Harter uses his free arm to shove Storm off into the ropes. When Storm returns, he throws out a big boot. But Harter’s able to catch the kick, which garners cheers from the crowd. Harter keeps a hold of Storm’s foot until Storm counters with an enzuigiri, sending Harter flipping down to the canvas. He then reaches down, hoists up Harter and delivers a deadlift vertical suplex. The boos continue as Storm turns over and makes the cover.

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Harter gets his shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: Harter caught Storm’s foot. But he waited a bit too long to capitalize and Storm took advantage with that enzuigiri. A rookie mistake, but he’ll learn...

Storm picks up Harter and whips him into the corner. Your Hero and Mine rushes into the corner to attack. But Harter catches him with a back elbow to the face. He then quickly grabs a hold of Storm before planting him with a corner springboard Tornado DDT. The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Storm kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: That time, Harter did take advantage! He’s a quick study...

Harter picks up Storm and goes for an irish whip. But Storm reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Harter returns, Storm doubles him over with a spinning back kick to the midsection. Storm lifts Harter up onto his shoulders for an elevated powerbomb when Harter begins to nail him with several punches to the face. After turning around on Storm’s shoulders, Harter flips back and connects with the Hartercanrana (inverted hurricanrana). The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Storm kicks out.

Harter picks up Storm and goes for an irish whip. But again, Storm reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Harter returns, Storm sets up for a back body drop. But Harters able to leap over him. When Storm stands up and turns around, he gets doubled over with a back kick to the midsection. He then lifts Storm up onto his shoulders before connecting with the Detonation Kick. Storm remains dazed on his feet before being taken down with a Sidewinder Suplex. The cheers continue as Harter makes the cover.

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Storm kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: Harter’s really starting to build up some momentum!

Harter picks up Storm, moves him into the corner and nails him with rapid chops. Immediately after Harter is finished throwing out strikes, Storm grabs him, tosses him into the corner and sends him slumping down in the corner with a hard elbow strike across the jaw. The boos continue as Storm reaches down, pulls up Harter and throws him out of the corner with a release northern lights suplex. While Harter lays with his back arched on the canvas, Storm heads over, reaches out and applies a double wrist lock. While holding Harter’s arms out, Storm proceeds to deliver multiple stomps to the chest and face while Harter remains helpless. Storm pulls Harter back to his feet before sending her sternum-first into the turnbuckle. As Harter stumbles back, Storm knocks him down from behind with a bicycle knee to the back of the neck. The boos continue as Storm reaches down, peels Harter up from off the mat and follows up with an inverted exploder suplex. He makes the cover.

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Harter gets his shoulder up.

Storm picks up Harter and whis him into the corner. He then rushes over to attack. But Harter counters with a back elbow to the face. He then knocks Storm back a few steps with a front kick to the chest before hoisting himself up onto the middle ropes, jumping off and flattening him with a Meteora. He makes the cover.

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Storm gets his shoulder up.

Harter picks up Storm, delivers an irish whip, follows him into the opposite corner and connects with a running double knee lift. He then brings Storm from out of the corner, lifts him across his shoulders and delivers a fireman’s carry backbreaker. He makes the cover.

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Storm gets his shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: Yet another nearfall for Harter! He can’t get discouraged. He’s got to stay on Storm if he wants to win.

Harter picks up Storm and sends him into the ropes with an irish whip. When Storm returns, Harter throws out a kick to the midsection. But Storm’s able to catch the foot. He then swings Harter’s leg away from him. Once Harter swings back around towards him, Storm nails him with a right and left palm strike, followed by a shoot kick to the thigh, followed by a spinning backfist, followed by a discus lariat that turns Harter inside out. The boos continue when Storm picks up Harter, scoops him up across his shoulders and delivers the Dystopia (GTS). The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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THREE!

The crowd boos when “Short Change Hero” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, MARK STORM!

The boos continue when Storm gets his arm raised in victory.

Geoff Penzer: Mark Storm picks up the win here tonight over Dickie Harter. You’ve got to give credit to Harter. He didn’t back down. He didn’t let himself become lost or overwhelmed by the situation and he fought well. But ultimately, Storm was just too much for Harter. Are we looking at a similar situation at Final Frontier when Robbie Black steps up to the plate against Storm?

[FGA Office]

The cameras catch Noelle in her locker, there's plenty of time before her match tonight, clearly she's deep in thought as she gets ready. Carefully taping her wrists, checking all her gear as the camera pans around a little to see a set of framed pictures of Noelle with people that she cares about set up on the counter, something she obviously travels with. There are several very familiar faces among those pictures but the camera swings back as she clears her throat.

Noelle Smith: Every match is supposed to be just a match, right? That sounds good, it's sort of comforting, isn't it? That idea that we can just go out there and perform and there's nothing behind it except that connection to the fans. For those of us that actually have them, there's a rush like no other when you go out to that stage, when your music hits and those fans erupt. Those cheers can bring you right up out of the pit and let you be a better you by the time you hit that ring.

Noelle pauses, finishing up with her tape.

Noelle Smith: There's a downside to that, of course. Sometimes things happen and the most beloved among us can get booed, and if you ever think it can't happen to you, look at those that started out the sweethearts of the fans and took a tumble, made a few mistakes. You can get the fans back if they turn on you, I've seen it happen. Sometimes all it takes is to get out there and fight someone that they hate worse than you.

She stands up and picks up each of those pictures, carefully stowing them away in her bag before she turns back to the camera.

Noelle Smith: Tonight I'm teaming with El Stravito. He's a stand up guy, as well as being a good wrestler. His matches are never boring, and not a lot of people can always say that truthfully. He's got a big task ahead of him, I know for a fact I'm still not at 100% after that match I had with Ricky Valero at the 6 Year Anniversary show. Sure, neither is he, and we both sort of made that worse in that little dustup we had after the show... but I wasn't about to let a guy like that get jumped by three other people. It's not right, for one, and for two he's gone out of his way to step in for me. Backstage, on Social Media, El Stravito's been a good guy.

Noelle shakes her head lightly, her curls bouncing.

Noelle Smith: It's rare enough to see that it makes an impression. It's also gained him a whole lot of trouble that I don't know if he'd have been in, with Thy Kingdom Come. I don't know for sure why Ricky Valero hates me.

Her expression fell a little and she looks down at her boots as she seems to think about everything that's gone on.

Noelle Smith: He wouldn't be the first that hated me for no real reason, and if I keep on doing what I do, I doubt he'll be the last. But he's different. He's different from Izzy who started her career here disliking me because I beat her hero Fujiko Mine. That evolved, didn't it? Everything goes in circles in this business. I wish life was like that sometimes.

She looks up at the camera with a little shrug.

Noelle Smith: There's always going to be adversity, in wrestling. Things happen. But Ricky's the only one that's told me he wants to take away everything I have, leave me broken, end my career... and actually made me believe he wants to do it. Anyone can say it, we've all heard that at least once. But him... it's different.

Her hand plucks at a thread on her top, and she sighs again.

Noelle Smith: But you know, I really do want to say thank you to El Stravito, and Chandler Scott. You didn't have to help, and Chandler... this isn't the first time you've said something or did something that meant a lot to me even if it wasn't much to you. It's because of those little encouragements from you and a few others I'm standing here today, ready to go out there and wrestle against Bristow & Barnes, ready to show Nate and Tully that I won't be bullied no matter who is doing it. This isn't going to end well, I feel that in my gut. The question I guess now is, who comes out sunny side up and who gets left in the skillet.

With a soft almost rueful chuckle she leaves and the camera winks out.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Dark Horse by Switchfoot plays as the Flashpoint Faithful cheer as Brian Stryker comes walking out the back. The 15 title on his shoulder to go along with a personalized #QuesttoFour shirt that he has sported in the past few weeks. He looks out at the crowd and smiles as he starts making his way down to the ring.

Geoff Penzer: Here comes our exclusive Champion. One has to believe he is here to address the rumors of his cashing in of the 15 title for a shot at Chris Madison and his Pride title on Vertigo. Remember, after defending his title for the fourth time, Brian had to option to cash in but instead had second thoughts. Could he maybe forgo the cash in and choose to defend the 15 title again?

Brian makes it to the bottom of the ring as he climbs up the steels steps into the ring. He takes his Dark Horse Protection hat off as he toss it into the crowd for a lucky fun. He walks up and grabs a microphone, before setting himself in the center of the ring. He removes his belt from his shoulder and looks at it a moment before raising the microphone.

Brian Stryker: 10 months ago, I entered FGA for the first time ever. And the first few months weren’t exactly starting off on the right foot. A few run ins with Sadie San Francisco, a gold rush rumble, and that fateful ladder match for the Mid-Atlantic Title. That was the match that sealed the story of Brian Stryker vs Julian Tijerina. An Overdose off the ladder and Julian’s jealousy got the better of him setting up of rivalry.

Brian Stryker: Then everything changed when Julian beat Terrance Tillman for the 15 title. Which led to our match at Trouble in Paradise. One on One for this very belt. A match I won. Soon after I made the claim that I was gonna be the first person to EVER reach four successful title defense. And people laughed. I was fighting the odds. No one has ever done it. Well I wasn’t gonna let that happen and so the “Quest to Four” began.

The crowd cheers as the start chanting “QUEST TO FOUR!” over and over again. Brian can’t help but laugh.

Brian Stryker: Week after week I saw many great opponents. El Stravito. Noelle Smith, Terrance Tillman. Even TCB tried to take this belt, but just like the Giant’s odds of making it to the playoffs SHE HAD NO CHANCE! Four people stepped up to the plate and I struck them all out! So now is the time to make the decision. Do I make that leap and use this title to get my shot at the Pride championship and bring yet another title to Flashpoint? Or do I keep this belt and cement my legacy as the greatest 15 champion ever?

Brian Stryker: My answer is simple. Chris Madison, Veritgo. Put the kids to bed and bring out the popcorn because Papa is coming home! That’s right. I’m coming back to Vertigo and taking what is mine and it’s that Pride championship. The Face of Flashpoint is gonna take that title and bring it where it belongs. The Quest to Four may be over. But now, I got something much better. The Quest to Pride begins tonight. See you on Vertigo everyone. I’m coming with purpose.

Brian drops the mic as the crowd cheers at Brian’s decision. He climbs the turnbuckle as he holds up the 15 title for the final time, looking to replace the soon to be missing belt with new hardware.

Geoff Penzer: It is official! Brian Stryker is cashing in the 15 Championship for a guaranteed shot at Chris Madison and the Pride Championship!

[FGA Office]

We cut to the backstage area where the camera walks down the corridor-- showing the image of Evan Envi to a loud, mixed reaction from the audience. Envi stands in his wrestling gear and a purple #47 jersey as he throws a(n obviously purple) tennis ball against the wall in the corridor, alternating which palm he catches it in, throwing a jab with his free hand with each catch on each alternation. Envi finally stops as the camera comes close, turning toward the person operating the camera with a broad grin.

Evan Envi: Did you catch all that, camera dude? Hand-eye coordination is off the charts, am I right?

Evan takes a small breath and tosses the tennis ball aside as he begins walking down the corridor, casting an arm around the shoulders of Camera Dude, who jerks the camera awkwardly to avoid smacking the Chief in the face with it.

Evan Envi: You know, man, this match coming up is uh… it’s a really, really weird situation for me and I dunno if too many people realize that, but I’ll brief you, because you look like a newbie, alright?

Envi looks at Camera Dude as they walk down the corridor, but it appears that he’s looking directly at the viewer.

Evan Envi: Kendall Kingham and I were a team. We never wrestled on the same side or anything like that, but we ran Sin City Wrestling and saw it to its best ratings since its inception. We provided the best talent in the best matches and made sooooo much new money, as a team. And like most teams, it didn’t last. Politics intervened. And politics prevailed. But Kendall and I never had any ill will toward one another. I always saw her as uh… as an equal. As a fr--

Envi stops before finishing that word, chuckling and raising a finger.

Evan Envi: As an intelligent, skilled, unpredictable human being-- and no here has seen it yet, but I have. I know Kendall’s gonna be a dangerous opponent at Final Frontier. And I know she and Aria are gonna come at Camp Envi full force tonight. When it’s all said and done though, she’s gettin run down. I mean, I’m not gonna be the one that kills my momentum heading to Final Frontier. I’m…

Envi trails off, eyes drifting past Camera Dude, toward someone else as footsteps echo down the narrow hallway. As coincidence would have it, Kendall is the one approaching him, her head darting back and forth. She smiles and stops on a dime as she approaches him.

Kendall Kingham: Hey Evan, you haven’t seen my tag partner around here have you?

Sliding into view, she adds.

Kendall Kingham: I left her a voicemail about this tag match here tonight so we could talk strategy against you guys, but didn’t get an answer. Then I realize I didn’t actually have her phone number, so I’m not sure who I actually called--

Her voice begins to trail off with that admission, and she shrugs as if to say “oh well”. Before a caught off guard Evan can answer, she shifts subject slightly.

Kendall Kingham: -- going with the Camp Envi name again, huh? I remember you went with that for the war games team of yours I was on. You were always into the nostalgia retro stuff though.

Evan blinks rapidly, but a small smile crosses his face as he looks thoughtfully into the distance.

Evan Envi: Ahhh, the original Camp Envi. Good times, man. You, Dani, Whiskey Ayano, Dexter Jacobs, Rex…

Envi’s eyes drift back toward Kendall.

Evan Envi: That was a one-off though. NEON and I are gonna do cooler stuff than that. While I am murrrrdering the Frontier Lion’s Cup tournament, we’re lowkey preparing for the sickest Tag Team Title run FGA’s ever s… I uh… oh… no… by the way. I haven’t seen Aria. Have you tried playing her music? She usually just kind of appears.

Evan seems to lose focus halfway through his tirade. For her part, Kendall seemed to be deeply entrenched in trying to follow what he was saying.

Kendall Kingham: Oh, ok thanks, guess she’ll just have to be on board with the team name I picked if I can’t find her.

Kendall whirls around, using her thumbs to gesture to the back of her jacket, which has “TEAM KENDALL & THE POLE” airbrushed on. Evan blinks hard and spares a quick glance at the camera before turning back to Kendall. She turns back around, continuing on.

Kendall Kingham: I think it’s a pretty dope name, but I wanted to see what she thought. And, you know, strategy … so yeah, cool thing you’ve got going then. That NEEEOOONNN --

She bellows out, trying her best to pronounce the name how she read it on the card, all caps and all.

Kendall Kingham: -- she’s sure. Hmmm. She’s uh, she’s a feisty one, huh? But just so you know, I mean I know you know all about my ambition and stuff but I’m, like, really going into all this with something to prove. This tag match, the FLC, every night I step out here into the Flashpoint Zone, I’ve put the work in to make sure I do this the right way, which I didn’t always do before. I know we know each other, but I think I’ve grown since back then, so be ready for that.

She gives a short nod.

Kendall Kingham: Final Frontier’s gonna be just like when Batman had to fight Robin! It’s gonna be lit! But uh, meantime, guess I should try to find Aria-- later!

With that, she starts back up down the hall, saying “Siri, what’s Aria’s theme song?” into her phone before fading out of view. The audience chuckles and Envi scratches the back of his neck before shrugging toward Camera Dude and turning the other way to continue his trek down the corridor-- but stops with an ”oof!” as he bumps into somebody. As he stops, we pan out, revealing NEON to a chorus of boos from the audience. She looks at Evan, then leans to look past him in the direction Kingham disappeared. She rolls her eyes back toward Evan and folds her arms.

Evan Envi: Heyyy. I was just coming to get y--

NEON: This isn’t going to be an issue, is it?

Evan’s eyebrows arch and he holds up his hands.

Evan Envi: Is what going to be an issue?

He stammers a bit as NEON shifts her posture, leaning toward him.

Evan Envi: I mean-- no. No.

NEON: Hm.

NEON’s eyes don’t drift from Evan for a while. She narrows her gaze a bit and slowly moves past without another word, leading the way. Evan sighs a little, shooting one more cursory glance toward Camera Dude before our scene fades.

[FGA Office]

★★★ TAG TEAM MATCH ★★★
Camp Envi vs. Kendall Kingham & Aria Bankowski

“Outlet” by the eccentric artist Desiigner sets the P.A. System ablaze as the feet cuts to the backstage area where Aria Bankowski is spotted heading towards gorilla position!

Geoff Penzer: Aria Bankowski was thrown into the deep water’s at the start of her young FGA career. She got what may be considered the upset of the year when she defeated Ricky Valero in the Qualifying Round of the Frontier Lion’s Cup. However, her Frontier Lions Cup journey for 2017 ended the following show when she lost to the man that will be standing across the ring from her tonight. Can Bankowski exact a measure of revenge against The Chief here tonight?

Bankowski reached the curtain - taking in a few breaths. Aria pulled the curtain open slightly so the people watching on television at home could hear the cheers.

The energy of the FGA fanbase....

The Darling pushed passed the curtain. She began to walk to the ring slapping hands with some of the fans who were in attendance to see some fantastic action in the Ford Center tonight. After giving one of the younger children a hug Bankowski continued to make her way to the squared circle.

Melanie Sierra: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall! Ladies and gentlemen making her way down to the ring from West Orange, New Jersey...Standing at SIX FEET tall…..Flashpoint’s very own DARLING! ARIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA BANKOWSKI!!!

Once Aria was closer to the ring she climbed up the steps before entering the ring. There she walked towards one of the corners climbing up to the second turnbuckle. As she pointed towards select fans "Professional Griefers"  took over the tune of Aria’s own music.

The lights drop, and multi-colored ones start strobing around as "Professional Griefers" starts up to the cheers of the crowd. Kendall Kingham emerges into sight wearing her regular gear, sunglasses, and an airbrushed jacket.

Kendall bounces on the balls of her toes before making her way down the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way.

Melanie Sierra: And her opponent, from Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan, New York… KENDAAALLLL KIIIINGHAAAAM!!!

She hops up on the apron, runs to an unoccupied corner, and climbs to the second turnbuckle. Raising a fist to a pop from the crowd, she slingshots herself inside, and removes her jacket and glasses as the lights come back on while her music fades.

Geoff Penzer: Kendall Kingham has started out here FGA career on the right foot, scoring two consecutive victories and is looking for a third here tonight. She knows Evan Envi well, having served as co-General Manager of SCW at one point with The Chief. The two of them have never been on the same side until tonight. NEON asked Evan Envi up front if facing Kingham tonight would be a problem. The fact that Envi didn’t give her a definitive “no” tells me that this could be a problem.

Neon’s music hits and the bass echoes around the arena fusing with a sea of boos from the audience and she glides with decorum laced arrogance acknowledging the crowd around her with glacial eyes and a sinister smile. She raises both her arms so they hang level with her shoulders and the white lights begin to flicker heavily as she lingers for a brief moment.

The lights suspend again and Neon makes her way down the ramp, painted with the same expression she arrived into the arena with, fixating her gaze solely on the ring, remaining ignorant to the fans around her that send floods of jeers her way. She takes her hoop earrings off as she is walking down and throws them to the floor casually.

Melanie Sierra: And their opponents! Introducing first, representing Camp Envi! From Los Angeles, California! She is “The Queen of Mean” NEEEEEOOOOON!!!

She runs towards the closest set of steel steps, peeling her mink off of her before motioning to the camera to come closer as she travels the apron, tossing it over it as it begins to get closer forcing it to jump to another on the other side of the ring which is witness to her slowly entering the ring. She walks to the centre and the lights begin to quiver again as she raises her arms in identical fashion to that on the ramp as the audience’s boos only strengthen in sound.

Geoff Penzer: NEON was in an hellacious First Round match against Savannah Taylor two weeks ago in the Frontier Lions Cup. NEON took one hell of a beating and gave out quite the beating as well. Say what you want about The Queen of Mean, but she proved just how tougg she was in that wild brawl. However, I’m sure praising her toughness does little to lessen the blow of being eliminated from the tournament.

The lights pulsate finally until they rest on a solid white and Neon walks slowly backwards into her corner, widening her smile and toying with her hair in her hands…

The frantic opening to “Can You Feel It?” hits the PA system to a deafening mixed reaction from the audience. As purple-colored strobes flicker throughout the darkened arena, Evan Envi walks through the curtains toward the top of the ramp. He pauses, looking out among the audience with an arched brow before casually making his way toward the ring, a look of amusement crossing his face as he endures the varying reactions from the audience. He pauses just once at the bottom of the ramp, looking around the venue once more, a smirk spreading across his face.

Melanie Sierra: And her partner, from Ocean City, Maryland! Weighing in at 203 pounds! He is the “Chief” EVAAAAAN EEEEENVIIIIII!!!

Finally, as Envi walks up the steel steps and onto the apron, the lights slowly return to normal. He climbs the ropes like a staircase, raising the double “V” fingers into the air as he pauses on the top turnbuckle and then drops down into the ring, fingers still raised above his head as he marches toward the far set of ropes, looking out into the audience with a wink, muttering something to himself as his music fades and his arms lower to his side, loosening up his limbs as he backs into the corner.

Geoff Penzer: Evan Envi has been getting some strong mixed reactions from crowd’s as of late. While some fans have softened their stance on Envi, that isn’t the case with NEON. The Queen of Mean is still routinely booed whenever she shows up. That’s got to be awkward. Speaking of awkward, Envi promised us a new and improved version of Camp Envi. But the fact that they didn’t come out as a team is a red flag for me.

The bell sounds with the two former co-GMs of SCW starting things off for their respective squads. Aria Bankowski can be seen slapping the top turnbuckle. The crowd takes their cue from the Darling and begins rallying behind Kingham. However, there are still some recent Envi converts who pipe up with chants for The Chief. The two grapplers circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Kingham places Envi in a front chancery. Before Kingham can get the hold fully cinched in, Envi reaches up, grabs her wrist and rolls out of the move before transitioning into an arm wrench. The ref asks Kingham if she wants to give up after she shows a sign of discomfort. But it was just discomfort. It wasn’t enough to get Kingham to quit, so she declines. This causes Envi to deliver another arm wrench. Kingham seethes as Envi again applies pressure to the arm. Kingham shakes her head from side to side after the ref asks her if she wants to give up. Envi then delivers another arm wrench, then an arm wrench in the opposite direction, followed by another regular arm wrench. Kingham readies herself before quickly rolling forward. She then slowly leans back before quickly performing a kip up. Before she can reverse, Envi muscles her down to the canvas with a grounded wrist lock. Bankowski continues to clap in support of her partner for the night while Kingham tries to find a way out of this bad situation. The ref asks her once again if she’s like to give up. But Kingham’s answer is the same as it’s always been. After battling back to a vertical base, Kingham uses her free arm to move Envi into the ropes. She then shoves him off into the far ropes. When Envi returns, he knocks Kingham down with running shoulder block. He then turns and runs into another set of ropes as Kingham gets back to her feet. When Envi returns, he sends Kingham to the mat with another running shoulder block. He goes to quickly follow up with an elbow drop. But Kingham quickly rolls out of the way.

As Envi gets back to his feet, Kingham latches onto his arm. The crowd cheers as Kingham repeatedly wrenches his arm until he rolls forward, leans back, kips up and tosses Kingham down to the canvas with a fireman’s carry takeover. As Kingham gets back to her feet, Envi grabs a hold of the arm and wrenches it. But Kingham is quick to reverse into an arm wrench of her own before transitioning into a hammerlock from behind. The ref asks Envi if he wants to give up. But The Chief refuses. He then reaches back with his free arm, grabs Kingham by the neck and throws her down in front of him with a snapmare before throwing out another elbow drop. But once again, Kingham rolls out of the way. After Envi returns to his feet, Kingham grabs a hold of the arm and applies another hammerlock. As soon as Envi tries to reach back again with his free arm, Kingham applies pressure to the shoulder joint, stopping Envi from possibly performing another reversal. She then quickly spins Envi around and catches him in another front chancery. Before Kingham can get the hold cinched in, Envi’s able to counter with a release northern lights suplex.

Envi heads over, picks up Kingham and moves her into the Camp Envi corner before tagging in NEON. The crowd boos heavily when The Queen of Mean gets in the ring and rocks Kingham with a right hand to the face. She then unleashes a blistering knife edge chop before delivering jumping knees to the abdomen. NEON takes Kingham, moves her from out of the corner and whips her into the far ropes. When Kingham returns, NEON throws out a discus forearm. But Kingham ducks and continues to run the ropes. When Kingham returns, the crowd boos when NEON knocks her down with a big boot to the face. She drops down and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Kingham kicks out.

NEON picks up Kingham and whips her into the corner. The Queen of Mean rushes over to attack, but Kingham knocks her back with a boot to the face. After shaking off the blow, NEON runs back into the corner. This time, she gets stopped with a back elbow to the face. Kingham then grabs NEON, places her in the corner, puts her in a Thai Plum and follows up with short elbows, knees and uppercuts. The cheers continue as she brings NEON from out of the corner and whips her into the far ropes. When NEON returns, Kingham knocks her down with a running European Uppercut. She makes the cover.

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TWO!
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NEON kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: Kingham gets the nearfall. The newcomer wants to keep this momentum rolling as she heads into Final Frontier with a huge opportunity. One match is guaranteed and that’s the Quarterfinals match against Envi. But if she runs the table, she earns herself an FGA Undisputed Championship match. So going into that match with a win already over Envi would be huge for Kingham.

Kingham pulls up NEON, wrenches her arm, drags her over towards the corner and tags in Bankowski. The crowd cheers when Bankowski gets in and takes a hold of the arm. But the cheers turn to boos when NEON rakes Bankowski across the eyes. She then shoves Bankowski against the ropes before unleashing a barrage of forearms to the face. The crowd boos as the series of forearms sends Bankowski slumping down against the ropes. NEON switches her strikes and begins stomping away at the Darling until she ‘s knocked through the ropes and onto the apron. After stepping out onto the apron, NEON pulls up Bankowski and sets her up for a DDT when Bankowski wrestles herself free. She then blasts NEON with a backhand chop. NEON comes back with a chop of her own. Bankowski blasts NEON with another backhand chop. NEON returns the favor with another chop of her own. Bankowski then delivers another backhand chop… and another… and another. The Darling then takes a few steps back before running at NEON. But she ends up getting cut off by a kick to the midsection. NEON then quickly grabs Bankowski and plants her with a Tornado DDT off the apron and to the floor!

Geoff Penzer: Bankowski just landed right on her head on the floro! She might be out cold!

The boos continue as NEON picks up Bankowski and rolls her back inside. She then slides back in and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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TH-NO!

Bankowski gets her foot on the bottom rope.

Geoff Penzer: Good ring awareness there from the Darling...

NEON picks up Bankowski, drags her towards the center of the ring and doubles her over with a boot to the midsection before heading into the ropes. When NEON returns, she goes for the Lights Out (running scissors kick) when Bankowskip slips out of the way, applies an inverted facelock from behind and falls down to the mat before locking on bodyscissors.

Geoff Penzer: The Combination Lock!

The crowd cheers when Bankowski gets the moved fully locked in. However, the cheers turn to boos when Envi saves NEON with a kick to the face, breaking the hold.

Geoff Penzer: Those might have been the loudest boos Envi has received in quite some time. But were they booing Envi or were they booing the fact that NEON just got saved? Hmm.

While The Chief returns to the Camp Envi corner, Bankowski picks up NEON and whips her into the ropes. Upon NEON’s return, Bankowski scoops her up across her shoulder, turns and goes for a running powerslam. However, The Queen of Mean is able to slip out from behind and shove Bankowski into the turnbuckles. As Bankowski stumbles back, NEON leans forward, lifts Bankowski up across her shoulders and places her in a Torture Rack.

Geoff Penzer: NEON with a submission hold of her own!

The crowd boos when NEON repeatedly tries to bend Bankowski across her shoulders. But the boos turn to cheers when NEON turns around and gets caught with the Brazilian Kick from Kingham, knocking her and Bankowski down. The Darling lies in wait as The Queen of Mean gets to her feet while shaking out the cobwebs. When NEON turns around, Bankowski quickly kicks her in the midsection and sets her up for the BDT (DDT). The sight of the BDT setup causes the crowd to explode with cheers. But the cheers turn to boos when NEON shoves Bankowski back a few steps. As Bankowski heads back over towards her, NEON throws out a kick to the midsection. The kick wasn’t thrown out fast enough as Bankowski is able to catch her foot. She then swings NEON’s leg away from her. The Queen of Mean then uses the momentum to throw out a discus forearm. But Bankowski’s able to duck. When NEON turns around, the crowd cheers when she gets thrown down with The Prettyslam (snap scoop powerslam). She hooks the leg.

ONE!
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TWO!
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NEON gets her shoulder up.

Bankowski picks up NEON, heads over and tags Kingham back in. Kingdom grabs a hold of NEON’s arm, drags her towards the center of the ring and wrenches it forward, then backward, then sends her down shoulder-first onto the canvas with an arm wringer. Kingham reaches down, picks up NEON, lifts her up and hits a hammerlock back suplex. The crowd cheers at the sight of NEON holding her arm. Kingham brings NEON back to her feet before sending her into the ropes with an irish whip. She rushes across the ring and throws out a running European Uppercut. But NEON moves out of the way, causing Kingham to crash into the turnbuckles. NEON then grabs her from behind, turns and throws her shoulder-first into the ring post. The crowd boos as Kingham crumbles down to the canvas. The boos continues as NEON drags Kingham to the other side of the ring before tagging in Envi. The Chief returns to the ring, pulls Kingham up into the corner and delivers an alternating rapid series of European Uppercuts and knife edge chops. Both Envi and the crowd “WOOOOOOO” after each strike. Envi then turns Kingham around, lifts her up and sits her down on the top turnbuckle. Envi scales to the middle ropes before deciding to climb up onto the top ropes. The fans in attendance stand up in anticipation of what’s about to happen. Envi gets Kingham in position before lifting her up for an avalanche belly to back suplex. But Kingham’s able to turn around in mid air and comes crashing down on The Chief.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Envi kicks out.

After both grapplers scramble back to a vertical base, Kingham is quickly sent back to the canvas with a Kapowski Kick. The strong mixed reaction continues when Envi makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Kingham gets her shoulder up.

Envi picks up Kingham and whips her into the ropes. When Kingham returns, Envi hoists her into the air before knocking her down with a Pop-up Elbow Strike. The Chief stays on offense as he pulls up Kingham, places her in a headlock and goes for a running bulldog. But somehow, Kingham is able to shove Envi off into the ropes. When Envi returns, he’s stunned after getting hit with a European Uppercut. Kingham then turns and runs into the ropes. When Kingham returns, The Chief knocks her down with a running European Uppercut. Envi heads over, pulls Kingham up and sets her up for a Uranage when Kingham counters with three elbows to the side of the head. Once she’s free, Kingham knocks Envi down with a roaring European Uppercut. Kingham steps back to set up a Knee Trembler when NEON gets in the ring and spins her around towards her. The Queen of Mean throws out a strike. But Kingham ducks before knocking NEON down with a European Uppercut. The crowd explodes with cheers upon seeing NEON gets nailed with the hard strike. She then turns and runs over for a Knee Trembler when Envi dumps her over the top rope and to the floor. While Kingham picks herself up on the outside, Envi turns and runs into the far ropes. When Kingham turns around, cheers and boos are heard heavily throughout the crowd when Envi leaps through the ropes and knocks her down with a suicide European Uppercut.

Geoff Penzer: The Chief takes out Kingham with that suicide european uppercut to the outside!

Envi picks up Kingham and rolls her back into the ring. While Kingham’s in the prone position, Envi climbs up onto the apron and goes for a slingshot elbow drop. But Kingham’s able to roll out of the way.

Geoff Penzer: Envi misses an elbow drop for the third time!

Once Envi gets back to his feet, Kingham leaps up and takes him down with a double knee armbreaker. Kingham reaches down, brings Envi back to his feet… and then sends him crashing shoulder-first down to the canvas with an arm wringer. Kingham drops down, pushes Envi over and makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Envi gets his good shoulder up.

Kingham picks up Envi and goes for an irish whip. But Envi reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Kingham returns, Envi sets up for a back body drop. But it gets countered when Kingham delivers a single arm DDT. She makes the cover.

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Envi gets his good shoulder.

Geoff Penzer: Envi gets his shoulder up in time. However, Kingham continues to target The Chief’s arm.

Kingham heads over and tags Bankowski back in. The Darling picks up Envi, wrenches his arm and delivers a legsweep that knocks him off his feet before following up with a leg drop. She turns over into the cover.

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Envi gets his good shoulder up.

Bankowski picks up Envi and whips him into the ropes. When The Chief returns, he gets knocked back by a lariat. Bankowski then steps back before running forward and nailing Envi with another lariat. This time, Envi falls through the ropes and lands on the apron. Bankowski heads over and goes to pull up Envi when he slips through her grasps and doubles her over with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. The Chief then follows up with a sunset flip. But Bankowski rolls through it, grabs Envi’s legs and flips back over into a jackknife pin.

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Envi bridges up, turns and delivers a bridging northern lights suplex.

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Bankowski gets her shoulder up.

Envi picks up Bankowski and whips her into the ropes. When Bankowski returns, she throws out another lariat. This time, Envi ducks before countering with a Uranage. With Bankowski sprawled out on the canvas, Envi heads into the corner, scales to the top turnbuckle and flips back for a diving moonsault. But Bankowski rolls out of the way, causing Envi to crash onto the canvas to a heavy round of cheers and boos from the crowd. While Envi’s face down on the mat, Bankowski crawls over and tags Kingham back in. With Envi in the prone position, Kingham rushes over, squats over top of him and places him in a grounded top WRISTLOCK!

Geoff Penzer: The Tombs!

The crowd cheers as Kingham’s got the submission applied. Dueling chants of “TAP!/PLEASE DON’T TAP!” are heard as The Chief lays writhing in pain. Parts of the crowd continue to cheer Kingham as she applied even more pressure to Envi. But the cheers soon turn to boos when NEON runs over and nails Kingham with a big boot, breaking up the submission.

Geoff Penzer: NEON with the save!

The Queen of Mean returns to the Camp Envi corner while Kingham tries to shake out the cobwebs. When Kingham turns around, Envi throws her down with a Sambo Suplex. After Envi returns to his feet, NEON yells for the tag. Once Envi goes over and makes the tag, NEON yells at him to holds Kingham up. The crowd boos when NEON yells at Envi a second time to hold her up. Envi looks over at Kingham, then back over towards NEON. The Queen of Mean narrows her eyes at The Chief. Envi looks down at Kingham and lets out a low sigh as he heads over and holds up Kingham for NEON. The crowd erupts with boos as NEON steps back into the ring. She lines up Kingham before running over and throwing out a discus forearm. At the last second, Kingman moves out of the way, causing NEON to deck Envi.

Geoff Penzer: Kingham ducked! NEON just laid out Evan Envi!

When NEON turns around, Kingham nails her with elbow strikes that knock her back. Kingham then steps back before running over to attack. NEON ducks and dumps Kingham over the top rope. But after Kingham lands safely on the apron, she tackles NEON down with a slingshot spear through the ropes. The cheers continue when Kingham brings NEON back to her feet, grabs her from behind and delivers the Australian Suplex (low angle bridging Tiger Suplex).

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THREE!

The crowd cheers when “Professional Griefers” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here are your winners, KENDALL KINGHAM and ARIA BANKOWSKI!

The cheers continue when Kingham and Bankowski get their arms raised in victory.

Geoff Penzer: This was supposed to be the new and improved version of Camp Envi. But Kendall Kingham and Aria Bankowski threw a wrench into those plans and pulled off the upset here tonight after a bit of miscommunication from Envi and NEON!

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

December 22 and 23
Times Union Center
Albany, NY
LIVE and ONLY on PAY-PER-VIEW

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
★★★ TAG TEAM MATCH ★★★
Noelle Smith & El Stravito vs. Bristow & Barnes

“Run This Town” by Jay-Z feat. Kanye West & Rihanna starts to play. Strobes begin surveying the building as darkness has taken over the arena.

Feel it comin' in the air
And the screams from everywhere
I'm addicted to the thrill
It's a dangerous love affair
Can't be scared when it goes down
Got a problem, tell me now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who's gonna run this town tonight
Is who's gonna run this town tonight
We gonna run this town

Bright lights shine on the entranceway nearly drowning the entire scene in white as Tully Barnes and Nate Bristow emerge from the backstage area. The two tag partners stand at the top of the entranceway with smug smirks on their faces and their eyes focused on the ring in front of them. The lights quickly dim again and the arena is filled with green and yellow laser lights as Bristow & Barnes start toward the ring.

We are, yeah I said it, we are,
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
Get ya'll black tees on, all black everything
Black cards, black cars, all black everything
And our girls are blackbirds, ridin' with they Dillingers
I'd get more in depth, if you boys really real enough
This is la familia, I'll explain later
But for now let me get back to this paper, I'm a couple bands down
And I'm tryin' to get back
I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks
Yeah I'm talkin' five comma's, six zeros, dot zeroes here it go,
Back to runnin' circles 'round n*ggas, now we squared up, hold up

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! It is your main event of the evening! Introducing first, making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of 495 pounds! They are the team of BRISTOW & BARNES!!!

As Bristow & Barnes reach the ring, they turn toward one another and hit their forearms together. They head for opposite sides of the ring, leaping up to the apron and propping themselves up on one knee. They stare out into the crowd as they pop up to both feet with their backs against the ropes and their arms outstretched.

Life's a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't care
So I keep doin' my own thing
Walkin' tall against the rain
Victory's within the mile,
Almost there, don't give up now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who's gon' run this town tonight
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy,
Is who’s gon' run this town tonight?

Now inside the ring, they cross paths and perch up on the ropes on the opposite of the ring, one foot on the bottom rope and one foot on the middle, taunting the fans as they await their opponents.

The music starts and different colored lights flash around. Once the beat drops, El Stravito rolls out from the curtain and pops up on stage. He makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans on each side. El Stravito dances to his music on the ring steps before flipping over the ropes into the ring. Stravito leaps on the top turnbuckle to hype the fans as the music dies down.

Melanie Sierra: Introducing their opponents! First, from San José, Costa Rica! Weighing in at 185 pounds! He is ELLLLLLL STRAVITOOOOOO!!!

“Lose My Breath” by Destiny's Child starts to play over the PA, and the lights dim as Noelle steps from behind the curtain, a wide smile on her face as she waves to the fans before doing a few provocative dance moves as the lyrics cue up.

Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
Hit me hard, make me lose my (hah hah)
Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
Hit me hard, make me lose my breath (hah hah)

Melanie Sierra: And his partner, from Orlando, Florida… NOEEEEEELE SMITH!!!

She does an athletic somersault forward to take her half down the ramp and then rushes the ring, using her hands to push her up onto the apron as she slides under the bottom rope and pops up, giggling and blowing kisses to the fans, winking at the referee and waving to the ring announcers cheerily.

Geoff Penzer: Bristow & Barnes, along with Ricky Valero, have made it their mission to go after Noelle Smith and El Stravito at every turn. They want to make Noelle Smith’s life a living hell while also wanting to unmask El Stravito. But tonight, Noelle Smith and El Stravito finally get the chair to settle the score in the ring in tonight’s main event.

The bell sounds as Noelle Smith and Nate Bristow start things off. Both grapplers circle the ring, size each other up, then make their way towards the center of the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Bristow grabs Smith by the back of their hair and uses it to move her across the ring and into the corner. The ref gives them until the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Both grapplers break. Smith turns to the ref and points at Bristow, telling the official that he Bristow pulled her hair. Bristow shakes his head with feverish denial. As Smith demonstrates Bristow pulling her hair, the boos grow louder when Bristow doubles Smith over with a kick to the midsection. He then takes Smith and whips her across the ring into the opposite corner. Bristow runs over to attack, but Smith knocks him back with a boot to the face. The crowd cheers as Smith heads out of the corner and brings him down with a running hurricanrana. Bristow returns to his feet, only to be returned to the mat with a dropkick. Once Bristow gets back up, Smith grabs him and goes for an irish whip. But Bristow reverses, sending Smith into the ropes. When Smith returns, she sees Bristow setting up for a back body drop. So she stops, turns away from him and rolls across his back. Once Bristow stands up and turns around, he gets rocked with a roundhouse kick to the face that knocks him down. The cheers continue as Smith drops down and makes the cover.

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Bristow gets his shoulder up.

Smith picks up Bristow, wrenches his arm, drags him over towards the corner and tags in El Stravito, which is met with a loud “STRAAAAVITOOOOOOOO!” from the crowd. Cheers ring throughout the arena when Stravito climbs to the top turnbuckle, jumps off and comes down across Bristow’s arm with a double ax handle smash. He then takes Bristow by the arm and wrenches it three times. The ref checks in with Bristow and asks him if he wants to give up. Bristow refuses. He then reaches over and quickly reverses into an arm wrench of his own. Stravito then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and brings him down to the canvas with a headscissors takeover. He makes the cover.

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Bristow kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: Another nearfall for the team of El Stravito and Noelle Smith. This match has been controlled by them pretty much since the opening bell.

Stravito picks up Bristow and whips him into the ropes. When Stravito returns, Bristow throws out a clothesline. But Stravito ducks and runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Bristow throws out a back elbow to the face. But again, Stravito ducks and runs into the ropes. When Stravito returns, Bristow drops onto the mat. So Stravito hops over him before running the ropes. The crowd boos when Tully Barnes reaches over and knees Stravito in the lower back. Bristow then rushes over and flattens Stravito with a running shoulder block. The boos continue as he heads over and tags in Barnes. Once Barnes gets in, the duo put the boots to Stravito before Bristow steps out onto the apron. Barnes picks up Stravito, lifts him up and delivers a belly to back suplex. Barnes returns to his feet before delivering a pointed elbow drop, then another, then a third for good measure. He presses his forearm down across Stravito’s jaw while he makes the lateral press.

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Stravito kicks out.

Barnes with another lateral press.

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Stravito kicks out.

The crowd erupts with boos when Barnes sits up Stravito and tries to rip off his mask. But the ref quickly nudges him out of the way and admonishes him for trying to disrespect the luchador. Barnes puts his hands up defensively before heading back over to tag in Bristow. Once Bristow gets back in, the duo pick up Stravito and whip him into the ropes. When Stravito returns, Bristow & Barnes deliver a double hip toss, follows by a double elbow drop. Bristow makes the cover.

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Stravito kicks out.

Bristow heads over and tags Barnes back in. After Barnes gets in, Bristow & Barnes take Stravito and whip him into the ropes. When Stravito returns, Bristow & Barnes hoist him in the air with a double pop-up. They then step back as they watch Stravito flails his arms and legs helplessly in the air before splatting on the mat. Barnes drops down, pulls Stravito over and makes the cover.

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Stravito gets his shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: Bristow & Barnes have turned this match around with frequent tags, double team maneuvers and keeping El Stravito on their side of the ring.

Barnes goes over to tag Bristow back in. Bristow gets in, picks up Stravito and helps Barnes whip him into the ropes. When Stravito returns, Bristow & Barnes hold Stravito above their heads, run across the ring and deliver a double snake eyes, dropping Stravito throat-first across the top rope. The crowd boos while Stravito flies off the ropes before falling to the mat. Bristow makes the cover.

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Stravito gets his shoulder up.

Bristow marches into the corner, slams Stravito face-first onto the top turnbuckle, turns him around and sends him slumping down in the corner with mudhole stomps. Bristow follows up with a foot choke while pulling down on the top rope. The ref quickly jumps in and gives him until the count of five to break the choke.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

As soon as the ref says “FIVE!,” Bristow puts his hands in the air defensively while he walks back towards the center of the ring. While the ref is reading Bristow the riot act, the crowd erupts with boos when Barnes steps into the ring and mudhole stomps Stravito behind the referee’s back. Smith sees this, so she rushes over to help Stravito. But the ref moves around Bristow and cuts her off. While the ref is yelling at Smith to get back in her corner, Bristow steps out onto the apron, pulls up Stravito and holds his arms from behind while Barnes delivers rights and lefts to the body. Once Smith reluctantly heads back into her corner, Bristow lets go of Stravito’s arms just before the ref turns around. The boos continue as Barnes nails Stravito with shoulder thrusts to the midsection. He then stands Stravito up in the corner before lighting up his chest with knife edge chop. Barnes brings Stravito from out of the corner before whipping him into the far ropes. When Stravito returns, Barnes sends him flipping down to the canvas with a hard knee to the midsection. He reaches down, pulls up Stravito, turns to face the near ropes, lifts Stravito up and delivers a slingshot suplex. The boos continue as Barnes rolls over and makes the cover.

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Stravito gets his shoulder up.

Barnes picks up Stravito and whips him into the ropes. When Stravito returns, Barnes throws out a back elbow to the face. But Stravito ducks and runs into the ropes. When Stravito comes back, Barnes throws out a clothesline. But again, Stravito ducks and runs into the ropes. Upon Stravito’s returns, Barnes throws out a knife edge chop. But again, Stravito ducks before running the ropes. When Stravito returns, Barnes drops down to the canvas. So Stravito hops over him before running the ropes. Upon Stravito’s returns, Barnes gets back to his feet and leapfrogs over him. Stravito continues to run the ropes. When he comes back, Barnes swings his arm around him before locking on a sleeper hold. The crowd cheers as Barnes tries to put Stravito to sleep. But the boos quickly turn to cheers when Stravito reaches up, grabs Barnes with both hands and pulls down, delivering a kneeling jawbreaker. Barnes stumbles back while Stravito remains on his knees. He then rolls forward, leaps into the corner and tags Smith back. The crowd explodes with cheers when Smith knocks Barnes down with a springboard dropkick. The momentum from the kick sends Barnes rolling underneath the bottom rope and to the floor. Smith claps her hands to get the crowd hyped up. Once Barnes begins to pick himself up off the floor, Smith turns and runs into the far ropes. When she returns, Bristow runs in and tries to cut her off with a clothesline. But Smith ducks, flips over the top rope onto the apron and knocks Barnes down with a diving knee strike. Back in the ring, Bristow tries to rush over and attack Smith. But Stravito turns him around and lights up his chest with knife edge chops. He then turns and runs into the far ropes. When Stravito returns, she brings Bristow down with a running hurricanrana. The momentum from the move sends Bristow rolling to the outside. Stravito returns to his feet and begins waving his arms up and down. Once Bristow tries to get back to his feet, Stravito turns and runs into the far ropes. When Stravito returns, he knocks Bristow down with a plancha to the outside.

Geoff Penzer: The high risk pays off for the luchador as he wipes out Bristow on the outside! El Stravito and Noelle Smith are back in control and this crowd is loving every second of it!

Smith and Stravito pick up Bristow & Barnes respectively before slamming their heads into each other with a double noggin knocker. Bristow goes down while Stravito rolls Barnes back into the ring. Smith climbs up onto the apron and waits impatiently for Barnes to get into position. Once Barnes returns to his feet and turns around, the crowd cheers when he turns right into a springboard flying knee, knocking him down. She makes the cover.

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Barnes gets his shoulder up.

Smith picks up Barnes and connects with an uppercut elbow, sending him stumbling back into the corner. She then heads over and tags Stravito back in. The crowd cheers when Stravito gets back in, climbs up onto the middle ropes and raises his fist in the air. He begins to rain down punches on Barnes while the crowd counts along.

Crowd: ¡UNO! ¡DOS! ¡TRES! ¡CUATRO! ¡CINCO! ¡SEIS! ¡SIETE! ¡OCHO! ¡NUEVE! ¡DIEZ!

Stravito hops down, takes Barnes and whips him into the opposite corner. The luchador runs across the ring to attack when Barnes ducks and dumps him over the top rope…

… but Stravito lands safely on his feet. When Barnes turns around, he throws out a right hook. But Stravito ducks. He then quickly throws out a left hook, which Stravito also ducks. Stravito follows up with a shoulder thrust through the ropes that doubles him over. Stravito then slingshots himself over the top rope into a sunset flip. The crowd cheers as Barnes waves his arms wildly to try and regian his balance. Bristow climbs back up onto the apron and reaches out for Barnes. Barnes reaches out to try and grab Bristow’s hands. But it's too late as he falls down…

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Barnes gets his shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: Oh, he almost had him!

Stravito picks up Barnes and whips him into the ropes. When Barnes returns, Stravito sets up for a back body drop. So Barnes stops, grabs Stravito, runs and tosses him through the ropes. After Stravito lands on his feet, Bristow heads over to attack. But Stravito is able to fend him off with a back elbow to the side of the head. When he turns back to Barnes, Barnes rocks him with a right cross. He then takes Stravito and goes for a vertical suplex back into the ring. But Stravito kicks his legs, forcing Barnes to lower him back down. The crowd cheers when Stravito goes for a vertical suplex off the apron to the floor. But Barnes kicks his legs, forcing Stravito to lower him back down. After Stravito lets go, Barnes throws out a haymaker. But Stravito ducks and slips back in between Barnes’ legs. When Barnes turns around, Stravito connects with a dropkick that knocks Barnes through the ropes and onto the apron. While Barnes pulls himself up using the ropes, Stravito runs into an adjacent set of ropes. When he returns, he leaps over the top rope, lands on Barnes’ shoulders and delivers a hurricanrana off the apron and to the floor. The crowd cheers at the sight of Stravito’s athletic maneuver. When Stravito returns to his feet, the cheers turn to boos when Bristow leaps off the apron and knocks him down with a diving double ax handle smash across the back of the neck. Bristow then picks up Stravito, runs and tosses him head-first into the steel steps.

Geoff Penzer: My goodness, did you hear the impact!?

While Stravito is down, Bristow helps Barnes back to his feet. Barnes then heads over and puts the boots to Stravito before yanking him over and rolling him back inside. Barnes rolls back in, pulls up Stravito, marches back into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. He reaches over and tags Bristow back in. The boos continue as Bristow gets in and nearly knocks Stravito’s head off with a European Uppercut that knocks him down. Bristow reaches down, pulls up Stravito and whips him into the corner. He then runs across the ring and bashes Stravito with a corner running forearm smash. Bristow takes Stravito by the wrist, leads him from out of the corner and then turns him inside out with a short-arm clothesline. The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Smith breaks up the pin with a stomp to the back.

Geoff Penzer: Timely save there by Smith.

After Smith heads back into her corner, Bristow picks up Stravito and brings him down with an inverted headlock backbreaker. Bristow brings Stravito back to his feet before whipping him hard sternum-first into the turnbuckles. As Stravito stumbles back, Bristow brings him down with a backstabber. The boos continue as he picks up Stravito and lifts him up onto his shoulders for a turnbuckle powerbomb. But before Bristow can rush into the corner, Stravito delivers a series of punches to the face before bringing him down with a hurricanrana. The cheers continue as Stravito gets back to his feet and runs into the ropes. When he returns, Bristow lifts him up and throws him down with a spinning spinebuster. The boos continue as Bristow rolls across him and hooks the leg.

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Stravito gets his shoulder up.

Bristow heads over and tags Barnes back in. Barnes gets in the ring and climbs up onto the middle ropes while Bristow holds up Stravito from behind. Barnes dives off and throws out a clothesline. But Stravito wrestles himself out of the way, causing Bristow to get knocked down from the diving clothesline.

Geoff Penzer: Barnes missed! Stravito moved out of the way just in time!

Barnes returns to his feet, turns around and throws out a clothesline at Stravito. But Stravito ducks. When Barnes turns around, he gets caught with a reverse discus elbow before getting knocked down with a spinning roundhouse kick.

With both grapplers down, the ref starts to count.

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TWO!





THREE!





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FIVE!





SIX!




After Stravito and Barnes get back to their feet, Stravito runs towards Smith as Barnes tries to cut him off. He lunges forward at Stravito’s knees to try and take his legs out. Stravito is able to leap over Barnes. But he gets caught in mid air from Bristow. Bristow takes Stravito, runs across the ring and rams him into the corner. The boos continue as Bristow unleashes a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. He then takes Stravito and sends him into the opposite corner with an irish whip. Bristow runs across the ring to attack. But Stravito knocks him back with a boot to the face. Barnes then runs into the corner to attack. But Stravito knocks him back with a back elbow to the face. Stravito then turns, rolls forward, dives over and tags Smith back in. The crowd explodes with cheers when Smith springboards to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and takes out both Bristow & barnes with a flying crossbody block. She then crawls back over to make the cover on Barnes.

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Bristow dives over and breaks up the pin.

Geoff Penzer: Smith nearly had him!

Bristow picks up Smith and whips her into the ropes. When Smith returns, she sees Bristow setting up for a back body drop. So she stands him up with a kick to the face. She follows up by throwing out a kick to the midsection. Once Bristow catches her foot, Smith throws out a enzuigiri. Bristow ducks the kick, causing Barnes to get hit instead. Smith gets back to her feet, places Bristow in a Muay Thai clinch and follows up with rapid super stiff knees to the face. The last of which drops Bristow down to a knee. Smith steps back and sizes him up before knocking him down with a Buzzsaw Kick. Barnes then quickly turns Smith around before kicking her in the midsection and planting her with a Flowing DDT. He makes the cover.

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Smith gets her shoulder up.

Barnes picks up Smith and nails her with a hard knife edge chop before running into the ropes. When he returns, he throws out a clothesline. But Smith bends back with a Matrix evasion. When Barnes turns around, Smith stands back up and hits a pelé kick. While Barnes is dazed, Smith doubles him over with a spinning back kick to the midsection before bringing him down with Swing, Set, Match (swinging neckbreaker) to an explosion of cheers. Smith makes the cover.

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The crowd erupts with boos when Ricky Valero dives over and breaks up the pin. The ref immediately calls for the bell.

Geoff Penzer: What the hell! Ricky Valero!? Dammit!

Valero returns to his feet and puts the boots to Smith while the crowd boos. But the boos turn to cheers when Stravito turns him around and nails him with a series of right hands to the face. While Valero is dazed, Stravito turns and runs into the ropes. When Stravito returns, Bristow blindsides him with a running clothesline.

Geoff Penzer: Bristow with a clothesline out of nowhere!

Bristow & Barnes pick up Stravito before delivering an aided turnbuckle powerbomb. The crowd boos continue as Stravito crumbles from out of the corner while Valero pulls Smith up onto her knees by her hair. Valero shouts insults in Smith’s face while he balls up his fist. He threatens to break Smith’s face when screams and shrieks are heard from the crowd at the sight of someone. The crowd explodes with cheers when Chandler Scott races down the aisle.

Geoff Penzer: IT’S CHANDLER SCOTT! CHANDLER SCOTT IS HERE!

Valero turns and widens his eyes with shock as soon as he sees Scott. When Scott slides into the ring, Valero throws Smith down before taking a powder to the floor. Scott motions after Valero when he gets tackled down from behind by Bristow & Barnes.

Geoff Penzer: Bristow & Barnes just pounced all over Scott!

Valero shouts instructions from the floor while Bristow and Barnes put the boots to Scott. “Let’s Go Chandler!” chants break out, which draws the ire of Valero. Back inside, Bristow & Barnes pick up Scott and whip him into the ropes. When Scott returns, Bristow & Barnes throw out a double clothesline. But Scott ducks. When they turn around, Scott knocks Barnes down with a Pinpoint Dropkick, resulting in cheers from the crowd. Stravito then spins Bristow around and knocks him back with a series of punches to the face. Once Smith returns to her face, her and Stravito rush across the ring and deliver a double clothesline, sending Bristow over the top rope and to the floor.

The crowd roars with cheers after Chandler, Noelle and Stravito have cleared the ring. Valero shouts at Chandler from the outside while Chandler smirks and motions with his finger for him to come here. Valero continues to help Bristow and Barnes retreat up the aisle while Chandler calls for the mic. When The Kingdom Come are near the top of the ramp, Chandler starts to speak.

Chandler Scott: Woah, woah, woah, woah woah. Hold on just a second. Don't tuck your tail between your legs and leave just yet, guys.

The crowd roars with cheers while Chandler, Noelle and Stravito stand in the ring. Valero, Bristow and Barnes slowly turn around and are clearly bothered after having another one of their attempts to attack Noelle and Stravito blow up in their face.

Chandler Scott: You know something...

Chandler begins shaking his index finger as if he's just discovered something.

Chandler Scott: I think I've finally figured it out. I'm starting to notice a pattern here with you, Rick. See, you love to puff out your chest and act like a tough guy when the numbers are in your favor. You love to act all big and bad and talk that trash when you've got Bristow and Barnes flanked at your sides to do your dirty work. It's easy to bully Noelle, pick on Stravito, try to start something with James Edwards and look down on everyone when it's three-on-one or three-on-two. But history has shown us that when the numbers are even, like at All-Star Showdown, or when it's simply one-on-one, like at Trouble in Paradise? Ricky Valero isn't looking down on anyone. Instead, Ricky Valero is looking up at the lights after getting knocked on his ass.

The crowd roars with cheers. Valero stomps his foot and shouts something from atop the ramp. Chandler continues on...

Chandler Scott: I've figured out something else. There isn't a week that goes by where you don't have my name in your mouth. There's isn't a week that goes by where you don't have something to say about yours truly. Well if you have such a problem with me, then why haven't you manned up and actually done something about it? Before, I simply chalked it up to scheduling issues. You know, sometimes you were on a Vertigo while I was on Flashpoint, or vice versa. Okay, cool. But since we're now on the same show post-Draft? You have no excuse as to why you haven't escalated things to physicality. I've waited weeks for you to try something, only for you to never make a move. You can type the hell out of a keyboard while you hide behind your computer screen. Yet you refuse to bring that same energy to my face. In fact, whenever I've been in your vicinity, you have a habit of running in the opposite direction. It happened two weeks ago after the Six Year Anniversary Show and guess what? It just happened again right now. And you want to know why you run, Rick? You want to know why you run? It's because you have no backbone. It's because you're gutless. It's because you're not half the man that you pretend to be. Instead of actually being a man for once in your pathetic life, you continue to take the coward's way out. You're not the King of Wrestling, Rick. You're just a passive-aggressive p*ssy.

A loud "OOOOOOOOO!" makes it's way through the crowd. Noelle can be seen trying to stifle her laughter while El Stravito can be heard going "jajaja!". At the top of the ramp, Valero's nostrils flare after the latest round of insults.

Chandler Scott: And the more I think about it, I really shouldn't blame you for acting the way that you are, seeing as how the last time you and I were in the ring, I mopped you up. I outwrestled you and showed the world the difference between a phony Franchise like yourself... and the DNA of FGA. But here's the thing. You can keep ducking the face-to-face with me but for so long. You can keep running but for so long...

Chandler holds his watch up to his ear.

Chandler Scott: Do you know what my watch is saying? It's saying that Ricky Valero's time runs out at Final Frontier.

Another roar of cheers from the crowd. Thy Kingdom Come look at each other with confusion.

Chandler Scott: You, Bristow and Barnes want to get your hands on Noelle and Stravito? Good. Because you're going to have plenty of chances at Final Frontier when you get in the ring with them. But don't celebrate just yet, guys. Because it's not going to be another three-on-two affair. The numbers game won't be in your favor because Vito and Noe? They're going to have a third partner. There's going to be a third man in their corner. And that man...

Chandler turns to the hard camera and smirks.

Chandler Scott: ... is me.

A loud ovation is heard, followed by "Yes!" chants from the crowd. Bristow and Barnes throw their arms up in disbelief. Valero, meanwhile, is fuming, as evidence by his yelling from atop the ramp.

Chandler Scott: I hope you three put on your big boy pants because at Final Frontier? It's Game Time! And at Final Frontier, after all the dust settles and all the smokes clears, every head will bow and every tongue will confess that Noelle Smith... and El Stravito... and Chandler Scott...

Crowd: REIGN SUPREME!

Chandler holds the mic up by the end of it's handle before dropping it with a smirk. He, Noelle and Stravito make their way across the ring next to the ropes. Stravito climbs up to the middle ropes and points at Thy Kingdom Come. Noelle confidently smiles and nods. Meanwhile, Chandler continues to smirk as he stares at Valero. Bristow and Barnes point back at Noelle and Stravito. Valero, however, remains stone faced as he stares back at Chandler from atop the ramp.

Geoff Penzer: What an announcement we just heard! At Final Frontier, it will be Thy Kingdom Come against Chandler Scott, Noelle Smith and El Stravito! What a match that is going to be! For everyone here on Flashpoint, this is Geoff Penzer signing off! We’ll see you in two weeks for the final Flashpoint before Final Frontier!