Rowan Grae, Reagan Clarke, Jack Reynolds vs. Jaxie Wyatt, Riley Owens, Desmond Astor
As 'Intro' by The xx begins to play, 'The Natural' Desmond Astor slowly makes his way out from behind the curtain, seemingly as chill as the music itself.
Cruz: The following Six-Man Tag Team Match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from New York City, New York! Weighing in at 238 pounds! He is “The Natural”.... DESMOND ASTOR!
He makes his way to the ring, slowly, slapping hands with the fans as he does. He makes a full lap of the ring in this fashion, taking his sweet time, before sliding in and taking a seat in one corner.
“Carpe Diem” by August Burns Red begins to play over the speakers. Owens walks out onto the entrance ramp. He adjusts his wrist tape and then slowly walks down the ramp.
Cruz: And his partner, now residing out of Miami, Florida by way of Boston, Massachusetts! Weighing in at 200 pounds… RILEY OWENS!
Owens slides into the ring. He heads to the nearest turnbuckle; he climbs the turnbuckle and raises a fist. The hops off the turnbuckle and waits for his opponent.
The heavy bass beats of "Blood" by Sons and Daughters fills the arena as the main lights dim and purple-blue lights flood the stage. From behind the curtain, Jaxie Wyatt takes to the small ramp, a hurricane of copper colored hair and black leather. She grins widely to the crowd before her expression turns pensive as she takes in the ring.
Cruz: And their tag team partner, from Bay Minette, Alabama! Weighing in at 130 pounds… JAXIE WYATT!
She slowly makes her way down the ramp and climbs to the ring apron before sliding in through the second rope. Bathed in the purple-blue light, Jaxie climbs the turnbuckle and raises her arms high above her head before she jumps easily down to the canvas, an intense expression on her face as she waits for her opponents.
Clement: And here's team number one of this six man tag team match. On this side, we've got Desmond Astor, Riley Owens and Jaxie Wyatt.
Grayson: These teams aren't exactly made up of heated rivals. But all of these guys aren't exactly pals, either. But at least with this team, it appears as though everyone is on the same page.
Clement: It'll be interesting to see how the team of Rowan Grae, Reagan Clarke and Jack Reynolds work together. All three of those grapplers couldn't be further from each other in terms of personality. You have Reagan Clarke who seems to be infatuated with all things Dom Harter and the Murder. Then you have Jack Reynolds, who seems to have his own objectives. And then there's Rowan Grae, who couldn't be more opposite from those two.
Grayson: They'll all have to work together as a team tonight. But in a month's time at Final Frontier, all six of these grapplers will be inside the ring again. But this time, as opponents in a Six Way Fray. First fall to a finish wins. And from what I hear, the winner will be put into the running for a Pride Championship match.
Clement: Not a bad prize at all for these six FGA newcomers. Let's send it back to Manny Cruz for the ring introductions for the other team...
The opening notes of "Freaking Out" by Death begin to blast through the Fleisher Athletic Center. The fans immediately begin to boo Reagan Clarke as she steps through the black curtain. She then gives an impish smile and flexes her biceps and reaching over to kiss them. She then slowly walks down the entrance ramp, completely ignoring the fans along side her.
Cruz: And their opponents! Introducing first, from Lake Winnipeg, Manitoba, Manada! Weighing in at 123 pounds…. REAGAN CLARKE!
She walks past the steps to the side of the ring. She pauses to look over at the fans a second longer before climbing inside the ring. Once inside she walks toward her corner ignoring the referee. She then removes her shirt, tossing it aside. She then turns around as he music starts to fade away, getting ready for the match.
As "Heir To the Throne" by I Am Abomination plays over the PA system, a man appears from behind the curtain. The man whom stands at five foot eight, walks directly to the center of the entrance ramp, sending a cold glaze of a stare towards all of the crowd. Jack drops to a knee, then lowers his other knee, so that he is on both knees. Jack then proceeds by letting both of his arms go outwards as to embrace whatever reaction it is the crowd is throwing at him, may it be positive or negative. A smirk envelopes his face as he twist his head off to the left and spits into the crowd, to their dismay of such actions. After a few more moments, Reynolds hops up to both of his feet and walks down the entrance ramp, both of his hands above his head, as if to try and avoid touching the crowd, showing a sign of feeling greater than them.
Cruz: And her partner, from Windsor, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 205 pounds! He is “The Technical Messiah”.... JACK REYNOLDS!
Once Reynolds reaches the bottom of the ramp, he circulates around the ring, a fan is cheering for him and is holding his hand out for a high five. Reynolds goes to give him one before retracting his hand unto his wet hair, gathering some of the moisture and flicking it into the fans eyes, as he smirks and sends a slight (calm) dash for the ring apron, bending in one knee as he slides up onto the apron, grasping the ropes as he hoist himself up to a full standing position. Jack flings his right arm across his chest to grasp the ring rope behind him, with a forceful pull of that particular rope, Wilhelm spins his entire body around, allowing his left arm to latch upon the same rope. Thus resulting in Reynolds having his arms upon the rope and leaning on said rope gazing out into the crowd, a style that drastically resembles one of Chris Jericho's. Once stand Jack enters the ring through the centre ropes and walks to the middle in a slight spin holding his hands up once more, resembling the same pose as on the stage. His theme begins to fade out from this point.
"Alice Underground" by Avril Lavigne begins to play as a rainbow of lights begin to light the dimmed arena and highlighting the cheering crowd as their cheering only gets louder as Rowan appears from behind the black curtain Chaz walking behind with one arm extended outward to as they both wear big smiles on their faces.
Cruz: And their partner, being accompanied to the ring by Chaz Holiday! Now residing out of Raleigh, North Carolina by way of Honolulu, Hawaii! Weighing in at 120 pounds… ROWAN GRAE!
Chaz then grabs her hand, and spins her on the stage making her laugh before they both begin to descends down the rampway. Rowan has a bit of skip in her step as she makes her way to the ring, slapping some of the fans hands who are reaching out, switching sides half way down the small ramp to try and be fair to everyone. Once in front of the ring, she walks to her left towards the steel steps where Chaz is by her side as he extends his hand out helping her up the steel steps before she enters the ring under the second rope.
Once inside the ring, Rowan walks casually around it, waving at the fans before standing on the opposite side of the ring from where she entered. Chaz walks around the ring towards her getting her attention with a simple “psst” before giving her some advice.
The bell sounds as Wyatt and Reynolds start things off. They lock up, but Reynolds quickly gains the upperhand by placing her in a side headlock. Wyatt tries to shove Reynolds off of her and into the ropes, but it’s to no avail. After delivering four forearm strikes to the ribs, Wyatt slips out and reverses into a hammerlock. The crowd cheers as Wyatt jerks the arm, causing Reynolds to grunt in pain. Reynolds then reaches back, elbows Wyatt in the face, and then throws her down with a jumping snapmare takeover. As Wyatt gets up, Reynolds runs into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, he knocks Wyatt down with a running shoulderblock. The crowd boos. As Wyatt kips up, Reynolds runs into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Wyatt leap frogs over him. Reynolds continues to run into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Wyatt goes for a hip toss. But Reynolds blocks it. Wyatt tries for another hip toss but again, Reynolds blocks it. He then punches her in the midsection and follows up with a swinging neckbreaker. The crowd boos as Reynolds makes the cover.
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Wyatt kicks out.
Clement: Reynolds with the first near fall of this contest. There's a lot of mystery about this man. What is his background? What's his true purpose here in FGA? And what is behidn that mask?
Grayson: He says he's here to spread his message. To show people what's wrong with the world. To show FGA what a truly talented professional wrestler is. And that mask? The mask hides all the sins corruption in the world. That way, he won't become one of the many monsters that he sees roaming the streets.
Clement: Sounds like someone has been sipping from the same punch bowl of Kool-Aid as Johnny Blayze.
Reynolds picks up Wyatt, wrings her arm, drags her over towards the corner and tags in Reagan Clarke.
Clement: And here comes that "Crowette" that has twice now stuck her nose into other peoples business at the instruction of Dom Harter. First two weeks ago in his match against Jimmy Page. And earlier tonight when she ran interference, giving Dom Harter enough time to clock Chris Bond with the chair.
Grayson: Nonsense, she was simpy voicing her opinion. And Dom just so happened to be sneaking up from behind while this was happening. It was purely coincidental.
The crowd boos as Clarke climbs up to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with a diving double ax handle smash to the outstretched arm. She then delivers another arm wringer and another. Wyatt then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and counters with an arm wringer of her own. The crowd cheers. But the cheers turn back to boos after Clarke delivers a rake to the eyes. She then places Wyatt in a side headlock. But Wyatt quickly shoves Clarke off of her into the ropes. When Clarke comes back, Wyatt knocks her down with a big boot to cheers from the crowd. She drops down and makes the cover.
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Clarke kicks out.
Wyatt picks her up, wrings her arm, drags her into the corner and tags in Riley Owens.
Clement: And here comes Riley Owens! Apparently a deal fell through with him and another federation after their doctor's wouldn't clear him.
Grayson: But here he is now in FGA. It looks like their loss is our gain.
Clement: Yes. From what I hear, he's a talented young man. And he knows how to throw those kicks...
The crowd cheers as Owens gets in and delivers a rolling sole-butt kick to the midsection. He then takes Clarke and whips her into the corner. Owens runs into the corner, but Clarke catches him with an elbow to the face. The crowd boos. As Owens stumbles back, Clarke charges from out of the corner. She throws out a clothesline, but Owens ducks. When Clarke turns around, she turns right into a high roundhouse kick to cheers from the crowd. Owens reaches down, picks up Clarke, places her in a cravate and delivers a series of knee strikes to cheers from the crowd. He then delivers a snapmare takeover before running into the ropes. When Owens comes back, he goes for Unnecessary Roughness, but Clarke rolls out of the way. She quickly scurries over and tags in Rowan Grae.
Grayson: Good thing Clarke moved out of the way their. She almost got her head knocked right off.
Clement: And she just tagged in Rowan Grae. Grae is far from another pretty face. She's got some solid training from one of the best. In fact, she's a second generation wrestler as her father is Draven Grae.
Grayson: Oh really?
The crowd cheers as Grae gets in the ring. Both grapplers circle the ring before locking up. Grae quickly places Owens in a side headlock. But Owens is quick to shove Grae off of him and into the ropes. When Grae comes back, Owens knocks her down with a standing shoulderblock. He then runs into the ropes as Grae gets back up to her feet. When Owens comes back, Grae leap frogs over him. Owens continues to run into the ropes. When Owens comes back, Grae goes for a hip toss, but Owens blocks it. Grae goes for another hip toss but again, Owens blocks it. So Grae punches him in the midsection, doubling him over. She then drapes her leg across the back of his neck and performs a backflip. Once Grae lands on her feet, Owens throws a Muay Thai kick. But Grae catches his leg and throws him down with a dragonscrew leg whip. The crowd cheers. Grae picks up Owens, grabs him from the side and delivers a russian leg sweep to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.
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Owens kicks out.
Grae picks up Owens and goes for an irish whip, but Owens reverses, sending her into the ropes. Reynolds makes the quick blind tag. When Grae comes back, Owens connects with a Muay Thai kick to the midsection, doubling her over. He then goes for a vertical suplex. But Grae slips down from behind. She quickly shoves Owens from behind into an oncoming Reynolds, who takes Owens down with a running STO. The crowd boos Reynolds as he makes the cover.
Clement: Some teamwork there, I guess, by Grae and Reynolds. Is this enough for the three count?
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Owens kicks out.
Reynolds picks up Owens, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Owens around, Reynolds unleashes a series of knife-edge chops to boos from the crowd. But the boos turn to cheers as Owens strikes back with his own series of knife-edge chops. Reynolds responds with a stiff forearm strike to the face. But Owens comes back with a stiff forearm strike of his own. Owens reaches his arm back and connects with another forearm strike… and another… and another. The crowd cheers. Each strike knocks Reynolds back closer and closer to the center of the ring. While Reynolds appears to be rocked, Owens bounces into the ropes. When Owens comes back, he knocks down Reynolds with the Cyclone Kill. The crowd cheers as Owens drops down and makes the cover.
Clement: Big boot to the face by Owens!
Grayson: He nearly knocked that mask right off of Reynolds' face...
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Reynolds gets his shoulder up.
Owens goes over and tags Wyatt back in. When Wyatt gets in, her and Owens pick up Reynolds and whip him into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Owens & Wyatt throw him down with a double back body drop. The crowd cheers as Reynolds arches his back in pain. Wyatt quickly goes over and makes the cover.
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Reynolds gets his shoulder up.
Wyatt picks up Reynolds and goes for an irish whip. But Reynolds reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Grae comes back, Reynolds bends over to set up a back body drop. But Wyatt counters with a single knee facebreaker to cheers from the crowd. As Reynolds bounces up in a dazed state, Wyatt runs back into the ropes. But when she comes back, Reynolds delivers a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker to boos from the crowd. He then picks Wyatt back up, lifts her up from behind and throws her down with a half nelson backbreaker. The crowd boos as Reynolds makes the cover.
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Wyatt gets her shoulder up.
Clement: Wyatt is able to somehow get her shoulder up. This young promising rookie has got some fight in her. But how much more can she take? Reynolds has pinpointed her back as a point of attack and had delivered backbreaker after backbreaker.
Grayson: With that six way fray coming up at Final Frontier, I'd just throw in the towel. Live to fight another day.
Clement: I'm sure that'll go over real well with her two partners, who will turn into her opponents in that same six way fray.
Grayson: We'll that's her problem, not mine.
Clement: I will say one thing, though. The team of Grae, Clarke and Reynolds have done a good job of keeping Desmond Astor out of this match.
After delivering a scoop slam, Reynolds goes over and tags Grae back in. The crowd cheers as Grae goes over, picks up Wyatt and whips her into the ropes. When Wyatt comes back, Grae delivers a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker of her own. She makes the cover.
Clement: Another cringing backbreaker. Could this be it....
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Wyatt gets her shoulder up.
Grae picks up Wyatt and whips her into the ropes. When Wyatt comes back, Grae knocks her down with a spinning heel kick. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover.
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Wyatt gets her shoulder up.
As Grae picks up Wyatt, Wyatt quickly rolls her up with a small package…
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Grae kicks out.
Clement: Wyatt almost squeaked out the win for her team...
When both grapplers get up, Grae quickly knocks her down with a yakuza kick to the face. After picking up Wyatt, Grae steps back, sizes her up and goes for a roundhouse kick. But Wyatt ducks, grabs her from behind and delivers a rolling cutter to cheers from the crowd. As both grapplers are down, the ref starts his count.
Ref: ONE…………. TWO………….. THREE…………. FOUR…..
Both women are still down.
Clement: What a counter that was by Wyatt.
Grayson: It was great. But she can't follow up. She can't make the pin. She can't even make the tag.
Ref: ……………. FIVE……………….. SIX……………
Grae begins to turn over towards her corner while Wyatt crawls over towards hers….
Grayson: Both of these grapplers are scratching and clawing to their respective corners. Who will make the tag first?
Ref: ………………………… SEVEN………………………………. EIGHT……………..
Grae reaches up and tags in Reynolds. The crowd boos as Reynolds gets in. Wyatt then dives over and tags in Desmond Astor to cheers from the crowd.
Clement: Astor's finally in!
Both men run towards the center of the ring. Reynolds throws out a clothesline. But Astor ducks, grabs him from behind and delivers an inverted headlock backbreaker. The crowd cheers. Astor picks up Reynolds and whips him into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Astor knocks him down with a jumping sidekick. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.
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Clarke breaks up the pin with a baseball slide to the side of the head. The crowd boos.
Clement: And that damn Crowette makes the save.
Grayson: Hold on now. She's not an official member yet.
Clement: She mind as well be. She acts just like the rest of those lowlifes.
But the boos turn to cheers as Owens steps back in. He spins Clarke around before whipping her into the ropes. When Clarke comes back, Owens connects with a rolling elbow. The crowd cheers. He then picks up Clarke, grabs her from behind and delivers a sleeper suplex to cheers from the crowd. As Clarks slowly gets up on all fours, Owens runs over and connects with Unnecessary Roughness to cheers from the crowd.
Grayson: I see a fan in the fifth row just got a pair of teeth as souvenirs.
Grae then springboards to the top turnbuckle. When Owens turns around, she stands up, leaps off and knocks him down with a missile dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Grae gets up, Wyatt steps in and runs into the ropes. When Wyatt comes back, she delivers a clothesline that sends both her and Grae over the top rope and to the floor.
Clement: And there goes Grae and Wyatt, tumbling hard to the floor!
Back in the ring, Astor hammers away with right hands to the face. While Reynolds appears dazed, Astor runs into the ropes. When Astor comes back, he throws out a rolling clothesline. But Reynolds ducks, grabs him around the waist from behind and delivers a german suplex. Without letting go, Reynolds rolls over, pulls Astor back up and delivers a dragon suplex. He then rolls over, pulls Astor back up and delivers a bridging tiger suplex, completing The Great Divine…
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"Heir To the Throne" plays to boos from the crowd.
Cruz: Here are your winner, JACK REYNOLDS, ROWAN GRAE and REAGAN CLARKE!
Reynolds, Grae and Clarke stand with their arms held high in victory. The majority of the crowd boos for Reynolds and Clarke. But part of the crowd cheers for Grae. The crowd really comes alive when Jimmy Page slides in, gets up, grabs Clarke from behind and hurls her over the top rope and to the floor.
Grayson: What is he doing!?
Clement: He's getting payback for what happened two weeks ago!
The crowd cheers as Page rolls to the outside and stomps the hell out of Clarke. He then picks up Clarke, runs and then whips her hard into the barricade. The crowd cheers as Clarke falls to her knees in pain. Page then goes over, picks up Clarke, lifts her up onto his shoulders and delivers a powerbomb against into the ring post. The crowd cheers as Clarke goes down.
Clement: You think Dom Harter got the message?
Grayson: If I were Jimmy Page, I'd stay focused on that upcoming Pride Title Match and be less concerned about Dom Harter. That's a war he wants to no part of.
