Elizabeth DVD Taping (11.9.13)

[FGA Office]

Shoot Kings vs. Bloodbath & Beyond

The lights go dark and a red hue comes over the crowd as "Wrath of God" by PostHaste Music begins to play over the sound system. The fans boo as through the black curtain separating the locker room from the main arena steps Johnny Blayze - a Caucasian male with an athletic build and shaved head with a good growth of a brown beard and Chaths - a tan individual in a hooded, sleeveless trench coat and his hood covering his face. He holds his handmade tonfa with his right hand. They are joined by their manager, Justice Young - African American male with a shaved head, bit of a menacing goatee and wearing a black suit w/ matching black shoes. Blayze is wearing tight black leather pants with red & yellow flames in front and "Blayze" on the back, black elbow pads, and black boots (all with flames emblazoned on them). His ensemble is completed by a black full-length hooded leather jacket with the hood pulled over his head. Blayze stands at the top of the aisleway as the lights go back on. He then walks down to the ring, silent with a smirk upon his face. Chaths slowly surveys the arena as the crowd boos. Justice Young follows behind.

Clement: I don't know what's worse. What these two men did to Hunter Werth? Turning Jason Richards? Or the reports we're getting out of the back that they attacked the Usual Suspects?

Graham: I think it's great. It's about time that people stopped dismissing Bloodbath & Beyond and began treating them like the threats that they are.

Once at ringside, all three men use the ring steps to enter the ring. Chaths stops at the top step to face the people that hate him. He removes his hood to reveal a dastardly smirk. All three men enter the ring through the top and middle ropes before strolling around the ring. The crowd continues to boo them as Blayze removes his hood. Chaths silently goes to his team's corner and removes his coat, handing it to Justice Young. Blayze removes his jacket and tosses it to the outside as Chaths places his tonfa in the corner. Justice then leaves the ring and remains down on the ringside floor. The music fades as Blayze backs into his corner. Chaths hops up to take a seat on the top turnbuckle, patiently waiting for their opponents to arrive. The ring announcer then introduces both men to the crowd.

Cruz: At a combined weight of four hundred and twenty pounds…

Accompanied by their manager, Justice Young....

From Daytona Beach, Florida and Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania respectively…

JOHNNYYYY BLAAAAYZE!!!! CHATHSSSS!!!!

BLOODBATH AND BEYONDDDDD!!!!

**CHORUS OF BOOS**

The lights dim throughout the arena, with only a pair of voices heard through the PA from behind the curtain.

"Put it down, Madman! You keep messin' around with that thing, and you're gonna..."

Suddenly, a gun shot is heard. Police sirens are heard in the same PA getting slowly louder.

"Sorry, sorry..."

The lights briefly cut to complete black.

"SHOOT'S ON!"

After the Shoot Kings' yell, the sirens are drowned out by the opening guitar riffs of Alexisonfire's "Charlie Sheen vs. Henry Rollins". Stepping through the entryway first are both Madman Szalinski and Graham Clauson. Behind them is Brydon Talinsdale in his trademark Shoot Kings Polo shirt. Both stop shortly after exiting the entryway, looking out towards the ring. They face each other, but are looking out towards the ring. They both make motions of a handgun with the hand closest to the ring.

Cruz: And their oppo--

Chaths & Blayze rolls to the outside, rush up the aisle and meet the Shoot Kings mid aisle. The crowd cheers as a brawl erupts before the match has event begun.

Clement: And here we go!

Grayson: They're not evening waiting for the opening bell!

Madman and Blayze trade rights and lefts while Chaths and Graham choke each other. Justice can be seen climbing up onto the apron. After picking his spot carefully, he leaps off and connects with a flying double ax handle to the back of Graham, knocking him down. The crowd boos as Justice puts the boots to Graham. But the boos turn to cheers as Brydon Talinsdale goes after Justice. Justice proceeds to take off. But Talinsdale gives chase, following him around the ring. Chaths then climbs up onto the apron. As Justice ducks, Chaths runs along the apron, dives off and nails Talinsdale with a flying yakuza kick, knocking him down to boos from the crowd.

Clement: What a flying kick that was by Chaths!

Grayson: So much for never hitting a man with glasses..s

But the boos turn to cheers as Madman rushes over, picks up Chaths, runs down ringside and rams him back-first into the barricade. The crowd cheers as Chaths cringes in pain. Madman then unleashes a series of Tecmo Elbows. After each elbow, the front row screams out “HUT! HUT! HUT! HUT! HUT!” Madman then walks back, gets in a three point stance...

Crowd: HUUUUUUUUUUU...

Charges forward...

Crowd: UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHH....

and nails Chaths with one last elbow, knocking him over the barricade and into the crowd.

Crowd: UUUUUUUUUT!

The crowd cheers.

Clement: Madman absolutely clobbered Chaths with that elbow.

Grayson: I wouldn't be surprised if he's knocked out...

As Madman goes over to check on Talinsdale, Blayze can be seen ascending up the turnbuckles. But once he reaches the top, Graham climbs up onto the apron and shoves off Blayze. Blayze flies off the top turnbuckle and crashes into the barricade. The crowd cheers as Blayze bounces off the barricade and falls to the floor. The cheers turn back to boos as Justice runs up from behind and hops on Graham's back. He tries to apply a sleeper. But Graham runs backwards, ramming Justice against the ring post. The crowd cheers. He then drags Justice towards the aisle before lifting him up onto his shoulders for the DH Buster. The crowd cheers. But the cheers turn to boos as Jason Richards runs down the aisle and kicks Graham right between the legs, sending both Graham and Justice crumbling to the floor. The crowd continues to boo as Richards stomps the hell out of Graham.

Crowd: YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!

Clement: I agree wholeheartedly with these fans. What's he even doing out here, anyway?

Grayson: What does it matter? It's not like the match has even started. This is all legal.

After shoving Graham against the barricade, Richards unleashes a series of shoot kicks to the chest that echo throughout the building. He then brings Graham away from the barricade and sits a snap suplex on the outside. The crowd continues to boo as Chaths finally climbs over the barricade. He goes over, picks up Madman, runs forward and slams his head against the ring post. Madman spins around before stumbling to the floor. Chaths stalks over and waves Richards over to him. Richards goes over and helps Chaths stomp the hell out of Madman. The crowd boos as Justice gets up and continues to bark instructions. But the boos turn to cheers as Talinsdale gets up, goes over and delivers a clubbing shot to the back of Chaths. Chaths quickly turns around and shoves Talinsdale to the floor. When Chaths turns around, Madman gets up, shoves Richards away and knocks down Chaths with an open palm strike. Chaths gets back up, but Madman delivers a stiff forearm strike that sends him stumbling into the barricade. Richards grabs Madman, spins him around and goes for a roundhouse kick. But Madman ducks and knocks him down with a running lariat from behind. Meanwhile, Graham gets up and targets Justice to cheers from the crowd. He goes to punch Justice, but Chaths grabs him from behind and delivers a rolling cutter. The crowd boos. Chaths then runs over and delivers a running double foot stomp to the chest. The crowd boos.

Clement: This match, even you can even call it that, is out of control. There are bodies everywhere. People who aren't even in this match are fighting. I'm surprised the ref hasn't thrown this one out.

Grayson: He can't do anything. The bell hasn't even rung.

Clement: Well at the very least, we need security or officials out here to break this thing up...

Blayze can be seen rolling into the ring. After surveying the carnage on the outside, he smiles as he runs into the ropes. When Blayze comes back, he charges forward, springboards onto the top rope and leaps off, connecting with a flying body press that takes out all six men at ringside to boos from the crowd.

Blayze picks up Graham and rolls him back into the ring. After he rolls himself back in, the bell sounds. Blayze quickly makes the cover.

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Graham gets his shoulder up.

Blayze keylocks the arm as he makes another cover.

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Graham kicks out.

Blayze hooks the leg as he makes the cover.

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Graham gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Enraged, Blayze gets up, stands over Graham, grabs both of Graham's wrists and holds his arms up as he repeatedly stomps away at Graham's face. The crowd boos. He then picks up Graham, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Graham around, Blayze hoists him up onto the top turnbuckle. After stepping through the ropes, Blayze scans the crowd with disgust. The crowd boos right back. He then begins climbing the turnbuckles. Once he's near the top, he tries to go for a dragonsteiner. But Graham blocks the move. He then reaches back and repeatedly elbows Blayze in the midsection. After standing up on the middle ropes, Graham reaches back, hooks Blayze's arm and throws him down with an avalanche arm drag to cheers from the crowd. As Blayze arches his back in pain, Graham crawls over and makes the cover.

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Chaths dives over and breaks up the pin. The crowd boos.

Clement: A well-timed save there by Chaths.

As Chaths heads back to the outside, Graham and Blayze slowly get back up to their feet. Blayze reaches out, grabs Graham's beard with his left hand and throws a punch with his right. Graham responds by grabbing Blayze's beard with his right hand and throws a punch with his left. Blayze connects with another punch. Graham responds with one of his own. Blayze connects with another punch. Graham responds with one of his own. Blayze connects with another punch. Graham responds with one of his own. Blayze connects with another punch. Graham responds with one of his own. Graham connects with another punch before Blayze can throw his. Blayze connects with another punch before Graham can throw his. The two men then begin to trade rapid punches to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos as Blayze gains the upperhand. He then slaps Graham's hand from off of him before kicking him in the midsection. While Graham is doubled over, Blayze runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Graham delivers a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: A big backbreaker there by Graham. And that brings Blayze's momentum to a screeching halt.

Grayson: It doesn't, but can he build his own momentum? Can he capitalize?

While Blayze is down, Graham slowly gets up to his feet. Madman can be seen slapping the top turnbuckle as he reaches out with his other hand. Just then, Chaths runs over and connects with a diving front dropkick, knocking Madman off the apron and to the floor. The crowd boos. The boos turn to cheers as Graham begins to hammer away with clubbing shots to the back. But Blayze gets up, goes over and gouges Graham's eyes from behind. The crowd boos as B & B pick up a dazed Graham. The two then run into opposite directions. When they come back, they sandwich Graham in between a cross body block and a flying shoudlerblock. The crowd boos.

Grayson: That's gotta rattle your insides...

After Chaths steps out onto the apron, Blayze tags him in. As Chaths ascends the turnbuckles, Blayze picks up Graham and hoists him up onto his shoulders. Once Chaths is on the top rope, B & B deliver a Doomsday Ace Crusher to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: That's it. It's over...

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Graham gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd. Blayze is irate while Chaths can be seen slapping the canvas with frustration.

Clement: How did he get his shoulder up? The resolve that this man has, it's something else.

Grayson Sounds more like stupidity to me...

Chaths yanks up Graham by his beard and whips him into the corner. Chaths runs into the corner, but Graham nails him with an elbow to cheers from the crowd. After stumbling back, Chaths runs back into the corner. This time, Graham gives him a boot to the face. The crowd cheers. After stumbling back, Chaths runs back over towards the corner. But Graham comes from out of the corner and greets him with a savate kick, knocking him down. Graham falls backwards on top of Chaths and hooks the leg..

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Chaths kicks out.

Graham picks up Chaths and goes for an irish whip. But Chaths reverses, sending Graham into the ropes. When Graham comes back, Chaths bends over to deliver a back body drop. Graham counters with a sunset flip. But Chaths rolls through it and rolls up to his feet. He quickly goes to kick Graham's head off with a running soccer kick. But Graham rolls out of the way. When Graham gets up and turns around, Chaths runs over and goes for a european uppercut. But Graham counters with a backslide pin. The crowd cheers...

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Chaths breaks free.

As both men get up, Graham quickly kicks Chaths in the midsection and delivers the Lightning Spiral to cheers from the crowd. With both men down, the ref starts his count.

Ref: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...

Graham turns over and begins to claw over towards his corner. Meanwhile, Chaths begins to get up on all fours and crawl over towards his corner..

Ref: …............ FIVE............. SIX...............

Chaths crawls over and tags in Blayze to boos from the crowd.

Clement: There goes Blayze...

Ref: ….............. SEVEN..................

Graham reaches up and tags in Madman to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: But here comes Madman!

Both men charge towards the center of the ring. Blayze throws out a clothesline, but Madman ducks. When Blayze turns around, Madman unleashes a series of open palm strike before sending him into the ropes. When Blayze comes back, Madman throws him down with a release Northern Lights Suplex. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Chaths dives over and makes the save. The crowd boos.

Clement: Again, Chaths makes the cover.

Grayson: Clearly he's devoted to the cause.

But the boos turn to cheers as Graham runs over and tackles Chaths, sending both men through the ropes and to the floor.

Clement: What a tumble those two took the outside!

Back in the ring, Blayze rakes Madman across the eyes. He then slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Madman around, Blayze whips him into the opposite corner. Blayze then runs across the ring, hops onto Madman and goes for a monkey flip. But somehow, Madman lands on his feet to cheers and applause from the crowd. He then runs into the ropes. When Blayze gets to his feet and turns around, Madman turns him inside out with a running lariat to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Blayze and whips him into the corner. Madman runs over, hops onto Blayze and monkey flips him from out of the corner to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: That's how you do it!

Madman goes over, picks up Blayze and delivers three rolling swinging neckbreakers to cheers from the crowd. He then rolls over, pulls Blayze back up to his feet, scoops him up and plants him with the Scoopstone to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Richards connects with the Emerald Star Press onto Madman to boos from the crowd. The ref immediately calls for the bell.

Clement: OH COME ON!

On the outside, Justice and Chaths take Graham and whip him hard into the ring post. After Graham's head smacks off the ring post, Graham goes down hard. Back in the ring, Richards waves both Chaths and Justice in. Justice heads up the steps as Chaths grabs his tonfa.

Clement: I can't believe this! The Shoot Kings had this match won fair and scare!

Grayson: They still did win.

Clement: Madman had Blayze pinned, 1-2-3. Then Richards, who isn't even in this match, had to hit the Emerald Star press.

Grayson: Take it up with him...

After Blayze gathers his bearings, he turns and sees Madman surrounded. Blayze smirks as he orders them to attack. Richards and Justice do just that as they stomp away on Madman. Meanwhile, Chaths takes his tonfa and lunges down, attacking Madman with the weapon as well. Once Madman appears motionless, Blayze goes over and kicks Madman over onto his back. He then stands over Madman as he, Justice, Chaths and Richards raise each others arms to boos from the crowd.

Winners by Disqualification: The Shoot Kings

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
Pride Championship Match
(c) Johnny Karma vs. Camellia D. Magna

“Riptide” by Sick Puppies sounds through the speakers in the arena. The main lights go dim and the entrance ramp is lit by blue and green lights. Fog slowly rolls down the ramp, covering the floor. Cami steps onto the top of the ramp with a huge smile on her face. She walks down the ramp, constantly looking around, spinning in a circle so as not to miss anything, enjoying the cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: The following contest is your main event of the evening! And it is for the FGA Pride Championship! Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina! Weighing in at 145 pounds... CAMELLIA D. MAGNA!

When about halfway down the ramp, she takes off running, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. While on the mat, she pushes up into the bridge position. After holding it for a few seconds, she kicks over to a standing position.

Clement: Camellia D. Magna has the opportunity of a lifetime. She's been waiting for months for chance at a championship.

Grayson:And she'll more than likely blow it here tonight. She's a fine athlete. She really is. But she's no Johnny Karma. She's not in that man's league.

Clement: How can you just dismiss Cami like that?

The arena lights flash a myriad of different colours in tune with John Bonham’s epic drum intro to “When the Levee Breaks” fills the arena, and at the exact microsecond that the flawless combination of Robert Plant’s harmonica and Jimmy Page’s riff starts The Man, The Myth, The Johnny Karma swaggers out onto the top of the ramp to greet his adoring public, his jacket unzipped to reveal the Pride Championship belt adorning his waits, and he comes to a stop on top of the ramp and rubs the title before he blows a kiss to all his fans in attendance who paid to see him and only him this evening, at which point Cherry Baum appears by his side to present him to the crowd, before he starts to walk down to the ring.

Grayson: Here comes the man! The leader of the Pride!

Karma struts down the ramp towards the ring, making sure not a single hair is out of place on his head, greeting his adoring public as they address him whilst he walks down to the ring. The pair reach ringside, as Cherry climbs onto the apron and holds the ropes open for her man. Karma waves to the luckiest fans of all, those at ringside as he performs, before bounding up the ring steps and stepping through the gap Cherry has created for him into the ring. Karma briskly walks across the ring, climbing the turnbuckles and raises an arm into the air, holding up one finger to remind us all of one simple truth – He’s #1

Clement: It was two weeks ago at “Respect is Earned” that Karma once again defeated Chris Bond. But this time, a title was on the line. The Pride Championship. And now, his ego is off the charts. He think he can actually add rules to the Pride Championship. He thinks these “Karmic Rules” are actually valid.

Grayson: They're not? Could've fooled me..

Karma climbs down, then walks across the ring and climbs the opposite turnbuckles, looking out into the crowd who have paid for the privilege of watching him wrestle, removing the belt from around his waist and holding it high in the air as he points to himself with his other hand. He removes his dark glasses and places them in his jacket pocket, before climbing down.

As he stands in the ring, Cherry Baum takes the house mic.

Cherry Baum: Introducing first and foremost, weighing in tonight at a lean and chiselled 233lbs, although he’s carrying an extra 10lbs around his waist, and hailing from the city of champions known as Queens, NYC – he is the champion, he is the champion, no room for losers because he is the champion - JOHNNY KARMA!

[Cherry steps aside and gives a round of applause as Johnny K steps into the centre of the ring,. Pride Championship belt in hand, as Cherry hands him the microphone]

Johnny Karma: Ladies and…ladies

[Karma winks, then brushes a strand of hair back into place]

Johnny Karma: Tonight I give to you the greatest gift of all – wrestling And in order to give this gift to you, tonight’s match will be held under Karmic Rules. I take it you know what Karmic Rules means, right?

[Karma looks at Camellia D. Magna]

Johnny Karma: Just in case you weren’t listening, that means…

• I’ll be pinning you twice in quick succession to win
• I won’t be using any of my rope breaks
• I will not resort to raking the eyes…although does anyone know what’s the rule with hitting a low blow on a woman? Has that ever been cleared up?
• I won’t be on the floor for one second, let alone ten, to be counted out
• I will not resort to cheap chicanery like attacking you between the falls I win
• I won’t be using closed fists like some two-bit brawler
• I won’t be throwing you over the top rope to be disqualified

[Karma pauses, looking at Camellia again]

Johnny Karma: Hopefully you can follow my example…but I don’t blame you if you need to take short-cuts to try and keep up.

[Karma hands the mic back to Cherry, then strokes the belt as if it were a pet before reluctantly handing it over to the referee]

The bell sounds as Cami reluctantly shakes Karma's hand. They then lock up. Karma quickly ducks under and applies a waist lock from behind. He then purposely moves Cami towards the ropes, trying to get her to use up a rope break. But Cami squats down and slowly begins to pry Karma's arms from around her waist. The crowd cheers as she counters with an arm wrench. She then delivers another arm wrench to cheers from the crowd. After a third arm wrench, Karma kicks her in the midsection to boos from the crowd. He then places her in a side headlock. But after five forearms to the ribs, Cami shoves Karma off of him and into the ropes. When Karma comes back, he knocks her down with a running shoulderblock. The crowd boos. Karma then runs into another set of ropes as Cami gets back up to her feet. When Karma comes back, Cami leap frogs over him. Karma continues to run into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Cami brings him down to the mat with a drop toe hold to cheers from the crowd. She quickly applies a grounded hammerlock. The ref asks Karma if he wants to give up. But Karma refuses to quit.

Clement: How quickly the tables turn. He doesn't look so cocky now.

Grayson: Pipe down, it's still early...

After battling his way back up to his feet, Karma leans forward and reverses into a hammerlock of his own. The crowd boos as he moves Cami forward, pushing her directly up against the ropes while he had the hammerlock applies. Cami has no choice but to grab the ropes. The crowd boos as the ref gives Karma until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...

Karma gladly lets go. When Cami turns around, Karma holds up two fingers to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Karma just forced Cami into using up one of her three rope breaks.

Grayson: Johnny Karma, proving once again that he's the smartest man in the room.

The two then circle the ring. They then lock up. Cami quickly places Karma in a side headlock. But Karma shoves her off of him and into the ropes. When Cami comes back, Karma knocks her down with another shoulderblock. Karma then runs into the ropes as Cami kips back up to her feet. When Karma comes back, Cami leap frogs over him. Karma continues to run into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Cami knocks him down with a jumping calf kick to cheers from the crowd. Karma gets up, but Cami runs over and connects with a dropkick, sending him stumbling through the ropes and out onto the apron. As Karma slowly picks himself up on the apron, Cami runs into the corner, springboards onto the top turnbuckle, rebounds back and connects with a dropkick to the back, knocking Karma off the apron and to the floor. The crowd cheers.

Grayson: Oh no! Karma's beautiful face just hit the apron on the way down.

Clement: I think he's got more pressing things to worry about...

Cherry goes over to check on Karma. But she shrieks and bails out of the way as she sees Cami running into the ropes. When Cami comes back, she knocks down Karma with a suicide dive to cheers from the crowd. After picking up Karma and slamming his head onto the apron, Cami rolls him back into the ring. After Cami rolls herself back in, she makes the cover.

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Karma gets his foot on the bottom rope, breaking the pin and costing himself a rope break.

Grayson: Oh no!

Clement: Karma just inadvertently used up one of his rope breaks. So now both grapplers only have two left.

Cami picks up Karma, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Karma around, she unleashes a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the building. She then takes Karma and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending Cami into the opposite corner. Karma then runs across the ring and connects with a running high knee, sending Cami slumping down in the corner. The crowd boos. Karma makes his way to the middle of the ring. He then stops, turns, runs back into the corner and connects with the Kodak Moment. The crowd boos as he drags Cami from out of the corner and makes the cover.

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Cami gets her shoulder up.

Karma proceeds to make the cover as he holds Cami's shoulder down.

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Cami kicks out.

Karma makes the cover and hooks the leg.

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Cami gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Nice try, but Cami wouldn't take the bait. She refused to use the ropes to break up those pins.

But the cheers turn to boos as Karma picks her up and tosses her back to the outside. The crowd boos. As Cami is slow to get up, Karma runs into the ropes. When Cami turns around, Karma knocks her down with This Is For The Front Row. The crowd boos as Cherry cheers him on. Karma picks up Cami and rolls her back into the ring. He then rolls himself back in and makes the cover.

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Cami gets her shoulder up.

Karma picks up Cami and whips her into the ropes. When Cami comes back, Karma knocks her down with a running high knee to the face. The crowd boos. He then bounces into the ropes. When Karma comes back, he goes for a jumping knee drop. But Cami moves out of the way, causing Karma to connect with nothing but the canvas to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Gah!

Clement: Karma thought he had her lined up for that knee drop. But he clearly thought wrong.

Grayson: First his face, now his knee? She's trying to cripple this handsome man.

Clement: Aw, poor Johnny. Boo hoo...

As both grapplers get up, Cami begins to deliver several shoot kicks to his left leg. The crowd cheers. She then picks up Karma, delivers a shin breaker and then takes him down with a dragonscrew leg whip. The crowd cheers.

Grayson: Look at this man. He's writhing in pain. Can't he get a medical time out or something?

Clement: Wrong sport...

Cami then lifts up his left leg and goes for a figure four. But Karma uses his free leg to kick Cami square in the face, sending her stumbling back. After Karma slowly gets up to his feet, Cami runs from out of the corner and goes for a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takeover. But Karma counters with a backbreaker. The crowd boos. Karma then picks up Cami and whips her into the ropes. When Cami comes back, Karma lifts her up, turns and throws her down with a spinebuster to boos from the crowd. After limping across the ring, Karma steps through the ropes. He begins to slowly climbs the turnbuckles. Once he's near the top, Cami runs into the corner, runs up to the second turnbuckles and punches away at Karma's midsection. She then delivers a stiff forearm strike to the face. The crowd cheers. After stepping up onto the top turnbuckle, Cami leaps up onto his shoulders and throws Karma down with a top rope hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: AH!

Clement: Hurricanrana from off the top! That may just be enough...

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Karma gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

As Cami picks up Karma, Karma swats her arms from off of him and then rakes her across the eyes. The crowd boos. The ref warns Karma, but Karma pays him no mind. He then takes Cami and whips her into the ropes. When Cami comes back, Karma goes for Check Your Chiclets. But Cami catches his foot and spins him around. When Karma comes back, Cami lifts him up and delivers an inverted atomic drop. The crowd cheers. While Karma is doubled over, Cami rolls him up in a small package.

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Suddenly, the lights go out.

Grayson: What in the....?

Clement: What's going on?


When the lights are back on, Cami is circling the ring. She then turns and looks at the ref, wandering what is going on. The ref then looks outside the ring. Once Cami turns around, Karma gets up and clocks her with a punch to the face, knocking her down behind the referee's back. The crowd boos. Karma then picks her up, lifts her upside down and delivers Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up. The crowd boos as Karma turns over and makes the cover.

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THREE!

MAGNA – 0
KARMA – 1

Grayson: And now, Karma is firmly in the driver's seat.

Clement: It was Cami who was in the driver's seat. She looked as if she was about to pick up the first fall. But once again, the lights went out in one of her matches. This has been going on for months now. What is going on here? Someone needs to get to the bottom of this. This isn't right and it's not fair to Cami.

Grayson: What was that you were saying earlier about Karma? “Boo hoo”

Clement: It's not the same and you know it.

After the 30 second rest period, the bell sounds. Karma goes over and puts the boots to Cami to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Cami, brings her into the corner and slams her head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Cami around, Karma unleashes a series of knife-edge chops to boos from the crowd. He then takes Cami and goes for an irish whip. But Cami reverses, sending Karma into the corner. Cami then runs across the ring and goes for a spinning heel kick. But Karma moves out of the way, causing Cami to connect with nothing but the turnbuckles. The crowd boos. After bouncing from off the corner, Karma turns her over and makes the cover.

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Cami gets her foot up on the bottom rope, breaking the pin and using up her second rope break.

Grayson: And now she's down to one rope break. She better save it...

Karma picks up Cami and nails her with a knee strike to the midsection. He then nails her with another knee strike to the midsection... and another.... and another... and another.... and another. While Cami is doubled over, Karma delivers a slingshot suplex to boos from the crowd. Karma rolls over, pulls Cami back up, brings her back over to the ropes and delivers another slingshot suplex. The crowd boos. Karma then rolls over, pulls Cami back up, delivers another knee strike to the midsection, brings her over towards the ropes and applies The World's Greatest Abdominal Stretch. The crowd boos as Cami cringes in pain.

Grayson: What an abdominal stretch this is? Look at how consorted her body is. Look at the technique. Look at the grip.

Cleemnt: Oh shut up.

The ref asks her if she wants to give up, but Cami refuses to quit.

Clement: Karma knew exactly what he was doing. He knew she had one rope break left. So he softened her up for one last submission.

Grayson: You act as if that's a bad thing.

Karma begins to taunt Cami telling her to grab the rope.

The ref asks her if she wants to give up. But again, she refuses to quit.

Cherry gets directly in front of Cami on the outside. She repeatedly points at the rope. The crowd boos.

Clement: Look at Cherry. It's bad enough you've got Karma taunting Cami inside the ring. Now you have that witch on the outside taunting her.

The ref asks Cami if she wants to give up. Cami reluctantly grabs the middle rope to boos from the crowd, breaking the submission and using up her final rope break. Karma then lets go, causing Cami to drop down on all fours in pain.

Grayson: All of her rope breaks are gone. It's over. She mind as well give up now...
As Karma goes over to pick up Cami, Cami nails him with a punch to the midsection. She then nails Karma with another punch to the midsection, followed by an elbow strike. She then delivers a knife-edge chops to cheers from the crowd. She delivers another chop... and another... and another. The crowd cheers. But the cheers turn to boos once Karma nails her with a knee strike to the midsection, doubling her over. He then runs into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Cami knocks him down with a dropsault to cheers from the crowd. Could this be enough to tie it up....

Clement: She's got some fight left in her, Evan.

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Cami picks up Karma and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending Cami into the ropes. When Cami comes back, she knocks down Karma with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Cami picks up Karma and whips him into the corner. She then runs across the ring and connects with a corner dropkick, sending Karma stumbling from out of the corner to cheers from the crowd. After stepping through the ropes, Cami begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once Karma gets up off of one knee and turns around, Cami leaps off and brings him down with a flying cross body to cheers from the crowd. She then rolls off of Karma, rolls out onto the apron, pulls herself up using the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once Karma gets up and turns around, Cami leaps off and knocks him down with a missile dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Cami gets back up, steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once Karma gets up, Cami leaps off and connects with a missile front dropkick to the back, knocking Karma down to cheers from the crowd. Cami then steps through the ropes. She repeatedly slaps the top turnbuckle to cheers from the crowd. Once Cami springboards onto the top rope, the lights go out again. The crowd boos.

Clement: Not again...

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

I'M WAAAAAAAAAAATCHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING YOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU!

I'M ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLWAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYS WATCHING!

Grayson: Okay, now I'm officially creeped out.

Clement: What in the hell is going on here?

Just then, the lights come back on. Cami looks around in bewilderment. When she turns around, Karma kicks her in the midsection. He then lifts her up and plants her with Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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“When The Levee Breaks” blares throughout the building to boos from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner and STILL the FGA Pride Champion, JOHNNY KARMA!

Karma rolls to the outside, where he's greeted by Cherry. The ref hands him his Pride Championship belt. Karma quickly snatches the belt away from the ref and raises it high to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Karma retains his championship, scoring two straight falls over Camellia D. Magna. But once again, this “stalker,” if you will, makes his presence known again and has once again cost Cami a match.

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

(As the show seems to be nearing to a close, we see new interviewer, Spencer Burke, standing in the ring. He has his patented smile on his face and is dressed in a suit, like the commentators.)

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time. He is your NEW FGA CHAMPION....

(The audience begins to cheer, but just loud enough to where Spencer Burke can be heard over them.)

Spencer Burke: SEAN SANDS!

(The audience now fully begins to scream and cheer louder than they have all night as "Rise" by Skillet begins to blare throughout the arena. Out through the curtain steps Sean Sands, dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, his new "Sands Attack" t-shirt, and a black leather jacket over it. Sands has a big smile on his face as he looks out at the audience while having the FGA title slung over his left shoulder. Giving the title a quick adjustment, Sands makes his way down the ramp, heading off to the right side to high five a few fans.)

Clement: You CANNOT say that Sean Sands didn't win the FGA title fair and square two weeks ago.

Grayson: I just don't want to believe it...

(Sands makes his way around the entire barricaded area, high fiving everyone sitting in the front row except for that guy wearing a "Murder" t-shirt who didn't want one and the Chris Q fan, who was sobbing tears into that SICK new Q t-shirt. Sands jumps on the apron and enters the ring before walking to the center of the ring and raising the title high up in the air to louder cheers as the music dies out. Sands continues to smile as he slings the title back over his shoulder and walks over to Spencer Burke, shaking Spencer's hand with his free hand.)

Spencer Burke: Thank you for joining me tonight, Sean.

(Sands is handed a microphone of his own by a member of the ring crew before he replies.)

Sean Sands: Not a problem, Spencer. Thanks for having me.

Spencer Burke: So, I guess the question I really want to start off with is...how does it feel to be the FGA Heavyweight champion?

(Sands chuckles as he looks out at the cheering audience before looking back at Spencer.)

Sean Sands: Honestly? Six months ago, I would have never thought I'd be standing here as the Frontier Grappling Arts Heavyweight champion. I know it's everyone's goal, but after my rocky start, I thought I was just gonna have my contract ripped up in front of me and I would have been sent out of the company, but now here I am. I am your new champion and it feels AMAZING! Holding this title...it means that I've done it. I've succeeded. I've gotten to the top of the company and I hold the top title. Holding this title means my career to me. It is a daily reminder of what one person can do if their mind to it. What one person can do if they believe.

(Sands begins moving around a little as the audience cheers once more.)

Spencer Burke: Did you think you were going to lose after suffering that loss to Jimmy Page two weeks before?

(Sands stands there for a second before raising the mic up to his lips once more.)

Sean Sands: I went in that match knowing that I had nothing to lose. That loss to Jimmy Page was the greatest thing to ever happen to me. Jimmy Page pinning me for the victory took off any pressure I had and when I walked into that ring in Toronto, I just wrestled my ass off and after going through hell against Chris Q...I walked out as the champion. So, thank you, Jimmy. Because of you, I was able to do something that many people, despite what these loyal fans thought...

(Sands points out to the audience and they cheer.)

Sean Sands: Despite what my loyal Sandaholics thought, that I was NEVER going to reach the top of the FGA ladder and become the FGA Heavyweight champion.

(Sands looks down at the title and smirks.)

Sean Sands: Guess they were wrong. Now, I know I have to do a lot of work. I know I have to defend this title and live up to the legacy that has been set by former champions. I know that I have to live up to the men who have held this title before me like Ben Hanson...

(Cheers from the audience.)

Sean Sands: Chandler Scott...

(Boos, as expected.)

Sean Sands: And even the FORMER TWO TIME FGA CHAMPION, Chris Q...

(Even bigger boos from the audience. They continue to grow louder and the crowd’s attention quickly shoots towards the entrance as Chris Q emerges from the back, now standing at the top of the ramp. He’s holding the same “FGA Championship” he was at the beginning of the night, the same grin stretching from ear to ear. Sean now realizes that Q has joined him and stares at the Big Bad with a puzzled look. Sean looks down at the FGA Championship over his shoulder and then back at Q. Sands seems to be just as confused as the fans. Q is holding a microphone that he brings to his mouth as the crowd noise fades out.)

Chris Q: What the hell is wrong with you, Sean? Are you really this much of a retard?

(The crowd hates it and boos Q for his comments.)

Chris Q: I don’t know what match you think you wrestled at Respect is Earned, but the reality is, I beat your fucking ass.

(Sean rolls his eyes and shakes his head.)

Chris Q: Your little celebration is over. Your little interview is over. Now it’s my turn to talk, so keep your mouth shut.

(Chris points to the “FGA Championship” he’s wearing.)

Chris Q: You see this, Sean? This is the FGA Heavyweight Championship and I am the man who owns it. I don’t know what costume shop sold you that piece of shit you’re holding, Sean, but it isn’t real. Whatever delusional garbage you’re trying to sell right now, just stop, because this is just sad. If you wanna call yourself the FGA Champion, you’ve got to beat the top guy. We both know you could never do that, Sean.

(More boos directed at the Big Bad. Sean is laughing to himself now, almost in disbelief of what he’s hearing. Sean raises his microphone again, trying to cut Q off.)

Sean Sands: I did beat yo-

Chris Q: DON’T FUCKING INTERRUPT ME!

(The entire arena falls silent. The intensity of this situation is growing by the second.)

Chris Q: Truth is, Sean, you haven’t done a goddamn thing. If you want to walk around this company calling yourself FGA Champion, that’s fine, but I strongly advise against it. Because every time I hear that lie come out of your mouth, I’m going to hurt you. It took me the better part of a year to win this title and establish myself as the greatest FGA Champion of all time. So as long as I’m walking and breathing, no one else will ever call themselves FGA Champion.

(Q pauses as the crowd’s boos return.)

Chris Q: So, apologize to your fans, talk to a therapist, go for a long walk, do whatever you have to do, but stop calling yourself the champion. Because nothing has changed, Sean. The gold that I wear is still the most important prize in this game. You fought a decent fight, but after everything we went through, I won and you lost. So don’t act like a little bitch. Stand up, brush yourself off, and win a few matches again. You know how I like to run through challengers, so maybe all hope isn’t lost. You might get on a little streak again and maybe you can earn another shot at me and my title. Until then, drop the act, keep your mouth shut, and respect the gold.

(Chris grabs the “FGA Championship” off his shoulder and raises it high above his head. The fans are now screaming boos at Q while Sean Sands looks more confused than ever as the shot fades to black.)