Battleground 2.1

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

"Hysteria (Instrumental)" by Muse plays as a video package is shown of various FGA grapplers getting kicked, punched, slammed, suplexed and dropped onto the mat. After a dramatic close up of several FGA grapplers is shown, the production shifts to a shot of the crowd. As the camera pans from left to right, we see various fans cheering, clapping and pointing to the shirts their wearing of their favorite FGA grappler. The fans in the front row reach over the barricade and slap it loudly to the tune of an "F-G-A" chant... 

“Carpe Diem” begins to play over the speaker as Riley Owens comes out from the back. He walks down the entrance ramp and is handed a mic before he enters the ring.

Riley Owens: A few weeks ago I came out here and challenged Sean Sands to a match. Many people thought I was crazy; many people thought I was in over my head.

But, once again, I walked to this ring and proved myself; that’s something I’ve been doing that ever since I joined Frontier. And after each and every match, my stock has risen. That’s why my challenge to Mr. Sands was accepted.

Now my stock is even higher now that I’ve defeated Sean.

So, I’m going to keep the momentum train moving. Tonight I look forward to defeating Malcolm Drake. But after that, the sky's the limit. So, out here in front of you all, I’d like to formally toss my name into the Gold Rush Rum―

(But at that moment, “Heir To The Throne” by I Am Abomination started to play over the loudspeakers. The crowd knew instantly who was coming and began their usual frenzy of boos as Jack Reynolds walks out from the back. He walked to the ring in his usual fashion, both of his hands above his head, as if to try and avoid touching the crowd, showing a sign of feeling greater than them.)

Reynolds stops for a moment and stares in the ring at Riley Owens. He shakes his head in disgust as he climbs onto the apron and enters the ring. He requests for his own mic and his theme song slowly faded out.

Jack Reynolds: Well well well… If it isn’t good ole’ Riley Owens. The man who ran away from our match and begged management to save his ass. And I’m actually surprised that you chose Sean Sands of all people. I mean, FGA is home to some really great talent but instead of choosing someone like Chris Q or Dom Harter or someone who would give you a legitimate challenge… You chose to challenge that pitiful loser, Sean Sands.

So I have to ask Riley… Why are you so afraid of me? Why do you continue to run away from me? What is it about me that frightens you so much...?

Riley Owens: Afraid of you?

Hmm, if I recall correctly, there were maybe two or three weeks where you weren’t booked. It appears YOU were running sir.

In regards to Mr. Sands, I saw an opportunity. His opponent was released from the company; someone needed to step up, and that someone was me. Regardless of his last couple of matches, Sean is a great competitor; he’s an honorable man. FGA put us together because it was the better match; it was the money match.

The company made the right decision. Sean and I went out there and had one hell of a match. And at the end of the day, I was victorious.

That’s more than I can say about your night at International Incident sir.

(Jack chuckled at the cheap shot.)

Jack Reynolds: That’s a bunch of bullshit. You and I both know that as soon as it was announced that I was your opponent at International Incident, you went running straight to management to find a replacement. You try to play this rough-skinned rookie upstart, but we all know that you’re a coward at heart. But I’m not surprised. You look up to Flex Johnson and let’s face it; he is the biggest coward I’ve ever seen. He’s starting to rub off on you and it appears that you picked up Flex’s ability to run your mouth a lot when you can’t back it up.

When the time comes, I will destroy you. I will end your meaningless existence and you will be nothing more than a fading memory. But until then, I have bigger and better things to worry about… Like the Gold Rush Rumble for example. I hereby enter my name into the Gold Rush Rumble. And as for you Riley… You better watch your steps and pray that we aren’t in the same ring at the same time. Because if we are, I have no problem with eliminating you and crushing the rest of your dreams.

(Jack drops the mic onto the canvas and backs up slowly to the ropes. He exits the ring and slowly walks back up the ramp, not breaking his eye contact with Riley. The fans begin to chant Owens’ name as Jack makes his exit.)

[FGA Office]

Sirius Sloane vs. Annie Zellor

The sound of crows cawing squawks throughout the arena before "Reptiles" by Them Crooked Vultures cues up. After a few moments of anticipation Sirius Sloan appears from behind the curtain, his face mostly hidden by the hood of his overcoat. He halts at the top of the ramp with his eyes to the ground. He slowly raises his hands to the ceiling before continuing down the lane way.

Cruz: The following match is your opening contest of the evening! It is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 179 pounds! He is "The Hellhound"... SIRIUS SLOANE!

Upon reaching the ring Sloan walks up the steel steps and wipes his feet on the apron before entering. He then approaches the ropes and climbs up, placing one foot on bottom and one foot on the middle. Sloan raises one fist and throws his hood back to reveal the Hellhound mask. The audience applauds in approval as he looks out at the masses before him. The music fades and he removes the mask before running the ropes to warm up.

Kevin Clement: Welcome everyone to another edition of Battleground! I am Kevin Clement and joining me as always is my colleague, Evan Grayson! Evan, we're not even past the first commercial break and things have already gotten heated.

Evan Grayson: They have. But that's what happens when you speak the truth like Jack Reynolds.

Clement: Reynolds has done no such thing.

Grayson: Oh yes he has. Did you see how quick Riley's face went from pale to red? Did you see his nose flaring? That's the sign of a man angry over the truth, Kevin. Jack Reynolds not only called him out in front of the whole world, but he also threw his name into the Gold Rush Rumble.

Clement: But not before Riley threw his name into the Gold Rush Rumble.

An assortment of purple and blue strobe lights illuminate the entrance aisle, flashing in time with the music, as Annie Zellor bursts through the curtain. She poses momentarily, 'flexing' her biceps for the fans, before running down the aisle, her arms outstretched to slap hands with the willing fans on the way down.

Cruz: And his opponent, from Staten Island, New York! Weighing in at 149 pounds! She is "Hard Knox Annie"... ANNIE ZELLOR!

The youngster slides in under the bottom rope and runs to the furthest away turnbuckle, climbing to the middle rope, whereupon she raises a fist in the air before jumping down off the turnbuckle.

Clement: Our opening contest is just about underway as Annie Zellor takes on a newcomer to FGA, Sirius Sloane.

Grayson: Sirius Sloane means serious business. He's not going to be out here making stupid faces. He's out there to dismantle the opposition and win.

Clement: What's wrong with Annie'z grrface?

Grayson: Where would you like me to start?

The bell sounds as both grapplers circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Zellor throws down Sloane with a Harai Goshi to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: How about that maneuver there by Annie Zellor. I can tell you that Sloane did not see that one coming.

Grayson: Maybe he underestimated her.

Sloane gets back to his feet and inches over towards Zellor. After the two jockey for position, Zellor throws him down with a Seoi Nage to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Annie sends him down to the canvas once again. And Sloane looks none too pleased.

Grayson: If I was getting thrown down by this twig, I'd be ticked off, too.

After slapping the canvas, Sloane gets back to his feet. He storms over to Zellor and locks up with her. But there's no jockeying for position here. Sloane quickly moves Zellor into the corner. After pressing her up against the ropes, the ref gives both grapplers until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Both grapplers make a clean break. But Sloane quickly delivers a stinging knife-edge chop. After delivering another chop, he takes Zellor and whips her into the opposite corner. Sloane runs across the ring. But he runs into a boot to the face to cheers from the crowd. As Sloane stumbles back, Zellor runs from out of the corner. But Sloane stuns her with an elbow strike. He then runs into the ropes. When Sloane comes back, Zellor knocks him down with a flipping dropkick to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Sloane kicks out.

Clement: Annie with the nearfall. Both of these grapplers are new to FGA. They're both relatively new to the industry, in fact. This is a big stage for them.

Grayson: It is. You only have one chance to make a first impression. So Sirius needs to make it a good one.

Zellor sits him up and applies a shoulder lock. The ref asks Sloane if he wants to give up. But Sloane refuses to quit. After battling back up to his feet, Sloane rolls forward, leans back, kips up and reverses into an arm wringer. The ref asks Zellor if she wants to give up. When Zellor refuses to quit. Sloane tries to yank the arm from out of her socket, bringing her down to one knee. After battling back up to her feet, Zellor flips over with a handstand and reverses into an arm wringer of her own to cheers from the crowd. After moving Zellor into the ropes, Sloane shoves her off of him and into the opposite set of ropes. When Zellor comes back, Sloane goes for a back body drop. But Zellor slips down from behind and quickly runs into the ropes. When Zellor comes back, Sloane goes for a tilt-a-whirl slam. But Zellor counters with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takeover to cheers from the crowd. When Sloane gets up, Zellor runs over and connects with a dropkick, sending Sloane stumbling through the ropes and to the floor.

Clement: Zellor's maintained the advantage. But now she sends Sloane to the outside.

Grayson: She could be setting up for something big...

The crowd cheers as Zellor begins to bounce up and down with glee. She then runs into the ropes. When Zellor comes back, Sloane slides in, runs over and cuts her off with a leaping forearm smash to cheers from the crowd. Sloane quickly crawls over and makes the cover.

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Zellor kicks out.

Sloane picks up Zellor and whips her into the ropes. When Zellor comes back, Sloane goes for a running clothesline. But after Zellor ducks, both grapplers run into opposite sets of ropes. When they come back towards each other, Sloane knocks her down with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Zellor gets her shoulder up.

As Sloane picks her up, Zellor begins to nail him with punches to the midsection. But Sloane quickly stops the attack with a knee strike to the midsection. He then stands to her side, hoists her up and throws her down with a pumphandle slam. While Zellor is down, Sloane steps through the ropes and makes his way to the top turnbuckle. He then leaps off and connects with a diving splash to cheers from the crowd. He hooks the leg...

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Zellor gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Sloane only gets two but man, has he turned this match around or what?

Grayson: Clearly he isn't impressed by her grrface.

Sloane picks up Zellor and positions her for a vertical suplex. But Zellor quickly counters wit a small package to cheers from the crowd.

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Sloane kicks out.

Sloane quickly picks Zellor back up and whips her into the corner. Sloane runs into the corner. But Zellor catches him with an elbow to the face to cheers from the crowd. While Sloane turns and stumbles away from the corner, Zellor quickly steps out onto the apron and goes for a springboard bulldog. But Sloane counters with a tornado enzuigiri in mid air.

Clement: What a maneuver that was by Sloane! He makes the cover...

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Zellor gets her shoulder up.

After picking up Zellor and nailing her with a forearm strike, Sloane grabs her by the arm and goes for an irish whip. But Zellor reverses, sending Sloane into the ropes. When Sloane comes back, Zellor bends over to set up for a back body drop. But Sloane stops, grabs Zellor and plants her with a Cradle DDT. He then gets up and runs into the ropes. When Sloane comes back, he delivers a Rolling Thunder into a Frog Splash to cheers from the crowd.

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Zellor gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Innovative maneuver there by Sloane, but it only gets two.

Grayson: Yeah, but he's got firm control of this match. Annie took control early with her speed and agility. So what did Sloane do? He grounded her. Now if only her parents could do the same.

Sloane picks up Zellor and whips her into the ropes. When Zellor comes back, Sloane beds over for a back body drop. But Zellor counters with a facebreaker to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Sloane telegraphed that maneuver and now, he's paying for it...

While Sloane stands up in a dazed state, Zellor kicks him in the midsection and follows up with a sitout facebuster to cheers from the crowd. Zellor turns him over and makes the cover.

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Sloane gets his shoulder up.

Zellor picks up Sloane and sets him up for a standing shiranui. But Sloane shoves her off of him and into the ropes. When Zellor comes back, she knocks Sloane down with a Taka geri to cheers from the crowd. Zellor picks up Sloane and whips him into the corner. She then runs across the ring, hops onto Sloane and monkey flips him out of the corner to cheers from the crowd. As Sloane slowly gets up, Zellor steps out onto the apron. She then goes for a springboard cross body block. But Sloane leaps up and counters with an inverted lungblower to cheers and applause from the crowd.

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

Clement: What a maneuver by Sloane! He countered that cross body in mid air!

While Zellor is down, Sloane steps out onto the apron, climbs up to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with a diving double foot stomp to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Zellor gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Sloane begins to pace the ring. As Zellor gets up, Sloane reaches over and rolls down his elbow pad.

Grayson: It might be time for Annie to go night-night. Quick, someone grab her favorite stuffed animal.

Clement: Stop it...

When Zellor turns around, Sloane clocks her with One in the Chamber to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Zellor, lifts her up onto his shoulders and goes for Take The Black. But Zellor reverses into a hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Not so fast, she says!

As Sloane gets up, Zellor delivers a series of shoot kicks to the midsection to cheers from the crowd. While Sloane is recovering, Zellor runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she delivers a wheelbarrow facebuster to cheers from the crowd. Zellor steps heads out onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckles. After reaching the top, she leaps off and connects with a top rope senton to cheers from the crowd. She turns over and makes the cover.

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Sloane gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: These two are setting the bar for the rest of the night! What action we have on display here!

As Sloane gets up, Zellor waits impatiently for him to get into position. When Sloane turns around, Zellor connects with a Lui Kang Kick to cheers from the crowd. After putting Sloane into position across the middle rope, Zellor runs into the opposite set of ropes. When she comes back, she runs forward, swings through the ropes and connects with the Rough 'n' Tumble to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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THREE!

"Polo Club" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, ANNIE ZELLOR!

The ref raises Zellor's arm to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Annie Zellor picks up another win! But this is her first on FGA television!

Grayson: Good for her. She got herself her first FGA televised win. But I've got some bad news for her. The road only gets harder from here...

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

(Backstage, FGA interviewer, Spencer Burke is seen stalking the halls with a microphone in hand. He looks to be on a mission of sorts, glancing into every open door and dodging crew members on his route. The camera follows him as he makes his way around a corner and finally stops, a giant smile crossing his lips. In his direct line of sight stood Willow Swaine, leaning against a large equipment box with a pair of earbuds in place. She was clearly stretching in preparation for her match later on in the evening.)

Spencer Burke: Willow! Can I get a word with you?

(Due to his loud, obnoxious tone, the brunette took notice and rolled her eyes, pulling the music from her ears. She continued her stretching as Spencer reached her, twisting at the waist, clearly not worried about what he has to say.)

Spencer Burke: Willow, in the video that you sent into the FGA website following your match at International Incident, you said that if you're going to reach for gold, you're not going to settle for anything less than as high as you can go. Now, a lot of speculation has come of that. Some think it may have something to do with the FGA World Heavyweight Championship. Are you going after Chris Q next? Care to take a few moments to clarify?

(Willow sighed heavily, shaking her head. She was clearly annoyed by instrusion to her solitary time.)

Willow Swaine: You are seriously dense. I'm not someone who feels like I can just lay claim to a championship title match without earning it. Some of these assholes in this industry might but I am a firm believer in earning everything worth having. So no, I'm not going after Chris Q. I have no interest in Chris Q.

Spencer Burke: Well, what did you mean when you said that? Are you planning on going after Jimmy Page again?

Willow Swaine: Geez. You..nobody went after Jimmy Page. We wrestled in a sanctioned match that I earned. It's not like I attacked him with a crowbar outside a nightclub in a random ass town in Georgia. I mean, do you actually have a genuine question worth answering or are you just trying to waste my time?

Spencer Burke: The FGA fans want to know where you plan to go next. Where are you going from here?

(Adjusting her top, Willow took a second to gather herself, obviously fighting the urge to knock the shit out of her antagonist. Instead, she stepped up close to him and leaned into the microphone. )

Willow Swaine: First, I'm going to go out there and lock it up with Dan Herrera. Then I'm going to go home to my beautiful daughter and enjoy my days off. I'll train, I'll prepare and then I'll come back and do it all over again. Every two weeks, just like clockwork. It will be just like it always is.

(She took a step or two away from him, brushing past the camera man. But something stopped her and she raised an eyebrow, looking back at Spencer.)

Willow Swaine: ..only this time, I'll have the Gold Rush Rumble in my sights.

(And with that she walked off, the camera focusing on Spencer Burke's shocked expression that quickly turned into a pearly grin.)

[FGA Office]

Joshua Black vs. Arion Kalen vs. Jason Richards

A loud Siren is heard then "Born of a Broken Man" by Rage Against The Machine hits the airwaves . Trauma makes his way out through the black curtain as stage fog filled up where he is standing. Trauma looks around for a brief moment then he makes his way to the ring.

Cruz: The following contest is a Triple Threat Match! It is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas! Weighing in at 190 pounds! He is "Trauma"... ARION KALEN!

Once Trauma reaches the ring, he hops onto the apron and flips over the top rope into the ring. His music fades as he prepares for his match with some stretching and taunting of the crowd.

Clement: We've got Triple Threat action up next. But did you hear that? Willow Swaine has entered herself into the Gold Rsh Rumble!

Grayson: So J.I. Jane wants to rumble, huh? Well I sure hope for her sake that she fairs better than she did against Jimmy Page.

The sound of a wolf howling through out the arena can be heard as the lights go out. The lights then begin to flash red, white, and blue as Richards appears from behind the curtain. He looks out over the crowd pumping them up as he makes his way to the ring holding is hand out.

Cruz: And his opponent, from Seattle, Washington! Weighing in at 202 pounds! He is "The Strong Style Wolf"... JASON RICHARDS!

The crowd slaps it as he makes his way around the ring stopping at the corner he stands on a chair once again hyping up the crowd. He jumps up on the apron stepping through the ropes he begins stretching in the corner waiting for his opponent.

Clement: Arion Kalen makes his FGA debut in this match. And it's a Triple Threat Match no less. What does he need to do to get the victory?

Grayson: Your first match is always hard. But Arion has been unfortunate enough to draw a Triple Threat Match in his debut. He's got to keep his head on a swivel.

The lights in the arena start to flicker as the beginning of "This Is The New Shit" by Marilyn Manson begins to play throughout the arena. A man walks out from the back wearing a black suit and a black shirt with a white tie. He has a thick beard and thick glasses. Obviously, this is Johnny Windham.

## Everything has been said before ##
## There's nothing left to say anymore ##
## When it's all the same ##
## You can ask for it by name ##

Next, wearing a tight black leather mini-skirt, a skin tight white shirt that says "Your Dream Come True" on the front in black lettering, and black go-go boots, Heather Black walks out from behind the curtain. Her shoulder length dark red hair is tied back and her outfit definitely shows off her figure.

## Babble babble bitch bitch ##
## Rebel rebel party party ##
## Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence" ##
## Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely ##
## Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in: ##
## Everybody sing along. ##

Finally, out from behind the curtain, is the man everyone came to see, Joshua Black. Joshua is wearing his usual black tights that stop mid-thigh, with yellow trim at the waist and mid-thigh, and a black t-shirt with words "Flawless Victory" written on the front in yellow lettering. He stands at the entranceway between Johnny and Heather, looks around the crowd smiling, and starts heading to the ring.

## Babble babble bitch bitch ##
## Rebel rebel party party ##
## Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence" ##
## Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely ##
## Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in: ##
## Everybody sing along. ##

Cruz: And their opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Heather Black and Johnny Windham! From Phoenix, Arizona! Weighing in at 240 pounds... JOSHUA BLACK!

As the group gets to the ring, Johnny walks up the steps and walks into the ring. Joshua picks Heather up by the waist and places her on the ring apron, as Johnny holds the ring ropes open for her to climb in. Joshua slides under the bottom rope and walks over to the corner of the ring. He jumps onto the middle turnbuckle and stares out into the crowd, with a cocky grin on his face.

## Are you motherfuckers ready ##
## For the new shit? ##
## Stand up and admit, ##
## tomorrow's never coming. ##
## This is the new shit. ##
## Stand up and admit. ##
## Do we get it? No. ##
## Do we want it? Yeah. ##
## This is the new shit, ##
## Stand up and admit. ##

Joshua jumps off the turnbuckle and holds the ropes open for Heather to climb through the ropes. Johnny exits the ring and walks down the steps to the floor, then holds Heather's hand as she does the same as the music dies down and Joshua takes off his shirt and tosses it to Johnny.

Clement: Joshua Black looked good in that Battle Royal at International Incident.

Grayson: Yeah, until that coattail rider Matt Summers ruined everything for him. For a rookie, Summers sure loves to run his yap. He'll pay for that at some point. Joshua hasn't forgotten that night at all.

The bell sounds as Kalen runs across the ring and blindsides Richards with a dropkick, sending him stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. Black then quickly runs over and goes to attack. But Kalen ducks, causing Black to whiff on the punch. When Black turns around, Kalen responds with a series of punches of his own. He then takes Black and whips him into the ropes. When Black comes back, Kalen bends over to set up a back body drop. But Black counters with a knee lift, knocking him down to boos from the crowd.

Clement: I was just about to say that Kalen has looked good thus far. But just like that, the tide turns.

Grayson: The action in these Triple Threat matches can change so quickly.

Black picks up Kalen, heads into the corner and slams his head onto the top turnbuckle. After turning Kalen around, Black unleashes a series of knife-edge chops before whipping him into the opposite corner. Black runs across the ring. But he runs right into a boot to the face to cheers from the crowd. After Black turns around and staggers away from the corner, Kalen comes from behind and goes for a running bulldog. But Black shoves Kalen off of him, sending him stumbling towards Richards, who knocks him down with a lariat.

Clement: Jason Richards nearly knocked the wind right out of Kalen with that one. The Strong Style Wolf hasn't had the greatest amount of success as of late. A win here could be something solid to build off of going forward for him.

Richards picks up Kalen, runs and tosses him through the ropes and to the floor. When Richards turns around, Black kicks him in the midsection and sets up for a DDT. But Richards quickly counters with a bridging northern lights suplex.

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Black kicks out.

Richards picks up Black and feeds him his foot. He then goes for an enzuigiri. But Black ducks. He then reaches down, grabs Richards by the waist and delivers a deadlift german suplex to boos from the crowd. He goes over and makes the cover.

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Kalen breaks up the pin with a stomp to the back of the neck.

Kalen picks up Black and delivers a knife-edge chop. He then grabs Black and goes for an irish whip. But Black reverses, sending Kalen into the ropes. When Kalen comes back, Black delivers a t-bone suplex to boos from the crowd. He hooks the leg.

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Richards breaks up the pin with a baseball slide.

Clement: That action has been so fast. Near falls everyone in this one.

Richards picks up Black, brings him into the corner and slams his head onto the top turnbuckle. After turning Black around, Richards unleashes a series of shoot kicks to the midsection. He then takes Black and whips him into the opposite corner. Richards runs across the ring. But Black ducks the oncoming charge and dumps him over the top rope with a fireman's carry. But Richards lands safely on his feet on the apron. When Black turns around, Richards delivers a shoulder thrust through the ropes. He then performs a sunset flip to cheers from the crowd. But Black rolls through it, dives over and connects with a basement clothesline to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Kalen dives over, pushing Black off of Richards and sending him to the outside.

Clement: Nice save there by Kalen. Not only did he break up the pin, but he sent Black to the outside.

Grayson: These Triple Threats are always more manageable when you can knock one man to the outside.

Kalen picks up Richards, brings him towards the center of the ring and hits a snap suplex. He then heads out onto the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckles. But once he's near the top, Richards runs up to the second turnbuckle, grabs Kalen and repeatedly headbutts him to cheers from the crowd. He then grabs Kalen, setting him up for a superplex. But Kalen blocks the move. Black then rolls back into the ring. After standing under Richards, he reaches up, grabs Richards and throws him down with a powerbomb while Richards superplexes Kalen. Boos and applause can be heard throughout the crowd.

Clement: What a maneuver by Joshua Black!

As Richards slowly gets up and turns around, he turns right into the Succession of Greatness to boos from the crowd. Black then stands over Richards and proclaims, “Greatness, Bitch!” to boos from the crowd. But the boos turn to cheers as Kalen turns Black around and hammers away with right hands. He then grabs Black and goes for an irish whip. But Black reverses, sending Kalen into the ropes. When Kalen comes back, Black takes him down and applies the Blackout to boos from the crowd. As soon as Black pulls back, Kalen taps out on the canvas to boos from the crowd.

"This is the New Shit" plays to boos from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, JOSHUA BLACK!

After Heather and Johnny get in the ring, they each raise Black's arms to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Joshua Black picks up the victory. And surprise, surprise, Heather Black and Johnny Windham didn't get involved!

Grayson: It's about time you people realized that Joshua needs no one's help to win. With that being sad, he also won't look a gift horse in the mouth.

[FGA Office]

(The scene cuts to the backstage area. Spencer Burke is appears holding an FGA microphone.)

Spencer Burke: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just received word that Riley Owens has just been named the Number One Contender for the FGA Pride Championship!

?: Pfft

(The camera traces the sound to a lone Jack Reynolds. He stood there, disgusted with what Spencer has just announced.)

Jack Reynolds: Since when does being a coward get you rewarded with title opportunities around here?

(Jack shakes his head and walks off of the set.)

[FGA Office]

Jack Reynolds vs. Jaxie Wyatt

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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, 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 opponent.

Clement: Jaxie Wyatt faired well in the Battle Royal at International Incident. She even managed to eliminate Alistair Mangold.

Grayson: And what did she get for her troubles? Chokeslammed out of the ring, that's what. It's one thing to tick off another wrestler. It's another thing to tick off The God Amongst Men.

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 opponent, 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 thus point.

Clement: Moments ago, we learned that Riley Owens has been named the #1 Contender for the Pride Championship. Suffice to say, Jack Reynolds was none too pleased.

Grayson: Why would he be? I'd be ticked off, too. I didn't know that backing out of matches was "champion material" in FGA. I must have missed that memo.

The bell sounds as both grapplers lock up. Reynolds quickly gains the advantage, placing Jaxie in a side headlock. But Jaxie is able to slip out and reverse into a hammerlock to cheers from the crowd. After shifting around, Reynolds is able to reverse into a hammerlock of his own to boos from the crowd. Jaxie then reaches back, grabs Reynolds with her free arm and delivers a jumping snapmare takeover to cheers from the crowd. As Reynolds gets up, Jaxie runs into the ropes. When Jaxie comes back, Reynolds knocks her down with a running shoulderblock to boos from the crowd. He then runs into the ropes as Jaxie gets back up to her feet. When Reynolds comes back, Jaxie leap frogs over him. When Jaxie lands of her feet and turns around, she turns into a superkick to the midsection, doubling her own. Reynolds quickly grabs her by the arm and wrings it.

The ref asks Jaxie if she wants to give up. But Jaxie refuses to quit. So Reynolds continues to wring her arm before bringing her into the corner. After climbing up onto the top turnbuckle, Reynolds rope walks across the top rope before jumping off and throwing her down with an arm drag. The crowd boos.

Clement: Nice display of balance there by Jack Reynolds. I wonder how he's going to balance his Gold Rush Rumble aspirations and his obsession with Riley?

Grayson:[/color] Jack isn't obsessed with anyone. He's simply telling the truth. Now to answer your question, I'm sure he'll do just fine...

As Jaxie gets up, Reynolds places her in a side headlock. But Jaxie shoves Reynolds off of her and into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Jaxie takes him down with a drop toe hold. She quickly goes over and places him in a front facelock. The ref asks Reynolds if he wants to give up. But Reynolds refuses to quit. After battling his way back up to his feet, he grabs Jaxie, delivers a double leg pick-up and then rams her back-first into the corner. The crowd boos as Reynolds delivers a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection.

Reynolds takes Jaxie and goes for an irish whip. But Jaxie reverses, sending Reynolds into the opposite corner. Jaxie runs across the ring and connects with a clothesline to cheers from the crowd. She then takes Reynolds and whips him back into the previous corner. Jaxie runs across the ring and connects with another clothesline to cheers from the crowd. She takes Reynolds and whips him back into the opposite corner. Jaxie then runs across the ring and connects with a corner dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Reynolds stumbles from out of the corner, Jaxie runs into the ropes. When Jaxie comes back, Reynolds dumps her over the top rope and to the floor with a fireman's carry.

Clement: Jaxie with a fall to the outside.

Grayson: She thought she was in control. But Reynolds slammed on the breaks and sent her crashing to the floor. Sort of like how Mangold sent her to the floor at International Incident.

As Jaxie gets up on the outside, Reynolds steps out onto the apron and delivers a quebrada headscissors takeover to boos from the crowd. He picks up Jaxie, rolls her back into the ring, rolls himself back in and makes the cover.

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Jaxie grabs the bottom rope.

Reynolds picks up Jaxie and whips her into the ropes. When Jaxie comes back, Reynolds throws her down with a running STO to boos from the crowd. He then gets up, steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. When Jaxie gets up and turns around, Reynolds leaps off and delivers a diving top rope stunner to boos from the crowd.

Clement: What a maneuver by Reynolds! This could be it...

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Jaxie gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Reynolds picks up Jaxie and scoops her up for the Internal Implosion. But she repeatedly elbows him in the side of the head before slipping down from behind. Jaxie then runs into the ropes. When Reynolds turns around, Jaxie delivers a scissored DDT to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Jaxie picks up Reynolds, kicks him in the midsection and delivers a single knee facebreaker to cheers from the crowd. While Reynolds is dazed, Jaxie delivers a series of trapping headbutts to cheers from the crowd. While Reynolds is still dazed, she runs into the ropes. When Jaxie comes back, she knocks him down with a big boot to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Reynolds gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Reynolds may have gotten his shoulder up. But it looks like he's reeling to me.

Grayson: He's got everything under control.

Clement: Well he hasn't had a lot under control in his last couple of matches...

After stepping through the ropes, Jaxie begins to climb the turnbuckles. When she reaches the top, she goes for a diving crossbody. But Reynolds throws her down with a powerslam to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Jaxie, lifts her up across his shoulders and delivers the Internal Implosion to boos from the crowd. Reynolds picks Jaxie back up, lifts her up and delivers the Enlightenment to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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"Heir to The Throne" plays to boos from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, JACK REYNOLDS!

Clement: Jack Reynolds stops his slide and picks up the win on Battleground 2.1

Grayson: I hope Riley was watching closely. That is what lies in his future. I hope he's ready...

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, Thaddeus Grey.

(The crowd erupts into a chorus of boos, but Thaddeus Grey doesn't seem too concerned standing next to Spencer in the backstage area. Wearing a very nice and every expensive three piece suit, Grey removes the sunglasses he was wearing and places them cupped over his breast pocket.)

Spencer Burke: Thaddeus, you've spent the better part of the last half year tormenting Camellia Magna. And at International Incident, you not only defeated her but you also tried to break her neck.

(Thaddeus stands there, licking at his bottom lip. Burke motions the microphone into Grey's direction. After a moment of silence, Grey's eyes widen a bit.)

Thaddeus Grey: I'm sorry, but I'm not hearing a question here, Spencer.

(Spencer offers an awkward smile and quickly realizes his mistake.)

Spencer Burke: I guess my question is... why did you do it? Why did you torment her, put Camellia Magna through all of that pain and mental stress just to try and then end her?

(Thaddeus shakes his head in a forward motion, a sinister smirk on his face. He even clasps his hands and rubs them together.)

Thaddeus Grey: Now this is what I'm talking about. You're asking me a question. One of which I'm not going to answer because for one, it's nobody's damn business. I've already explained my problems with her. The fact that she's been nothing more than a false idol for these people who cheer her, yet they fail to realize that she's the reason they're stuck in their double wides and the '89 Toyota rustbuckets. The ignorant mass that follows her every waking move, they don't deserve to have an idol, false or otherwise. So I did what I told her I was going to do. I was going to destroy her.

(Another sinister smirk forms on Grey's face.)

Spencer Burke: But you were stopped from breaking her neck.

(Grey nods, and a sneer quickly replaces his smirk.)

Thaddeus Grey: Unfortunately so.

Spencer Burke: Do you have any words for The Red Pioneer?

(Grey looks at Burke, a wee bit befuddled.)

Thaddeus Grey: Whom?

Spencer Burke: The Red Pioneer? He was the one who stopped you... from breaking Cami's neck?

(Grey nods his head.)

Thaddeus Grey: Oh right! That masked freak who thinks he's actually protecting someone. I do have something to say the boy wonder himself. I want you to zoom in on my face and get real close. I want him to be able to see the truth and anger in my eyes.

(The camera zooms in and frames Thaddeus' eyes quickly. His greyish blue eyes glisten in the lights of the backstage area. Only his voice is audible.)

Thaddeus Grey: You think you actually proved something out there man? You think that sliding in and saving someone who wasn't worth saving is a heroic deed? It was a foolish one! You went from being a nobody to somebody in my book, and that was not a wise decision. The reason no one else stepped in to save her was because they all realzied that she was a fraud. A phony! A hypocrite and a liar... But you, you stuck your nose into my business. And it is for that reason... I'm going to make it my mission to destroy you. I'm going to rip you limb from limb, and wipe the blood from my hands with that mask you hide behind. You want to resurrect a pathetic excuse for principles? Good, be my guest. But you had better be damn good and ready to die by that sword you're carrying. Because I'm going to love nothing more than watching your body squirm with despair, as I witness your life force fleeing your body after I've plunged that blade deep into your chest.

(A brief pause can be heard, the camera man backing up as Grey's face morely encompasses the picture. His crimson face is full of anger.)

Thaddeus Grey: If you thought what I did to Camellia was a horrible act, just wait until I'm done with you. You signed your own death warrant kid, I hope it was worth playing the hero.

(Without another word, Grey storms out of the view of the FGA cameras, leaving Spencer Burke standing there mouth slightly ajar. After a brief moment, Burke swallows hard and looks into the camera.)

Spencer Burke: There you have it ladies and gentlemen! Thaddeus Grey vowing to destroy the Red Pioneer. Back to you guys, Kevin.

[FGA Office]

Corey Lazarus vs. Jared James

The lights dim as the opening drum roll of Slayer's "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" cues up, the song instantly jumping to the start of the first verse as a spotlight focuses on Corey Lazarus as he emerges from behind the curtain. He adjusts his gold-rimmed Ray Bans and throws back the hood of his entrance jacket, shaking out his shaggy hair before flashing everybody his trademark devilish grin.

Cruz: Introducing at this time, hailing from New York City, New York by way of Hollywood, California...

Corey blows the nearest camera a kiss as he casually strolls down to the ring, stopping at ringside to slide his Ray Bans off...only to quickly throw them back on, chuckling as he does so.

Cruz: ...he weighs in at 235 pounds and stands at 6-foot-1..."The Premier Attraction"...

Lazarus jumps onto the apron and darts up to the middle turnbuckle, slowly sliding his entrance jacket off and letting it drop to ringside before lounging across the top ropes, and all with a condescending smirk on his face.

Cruz: ...COREY LAZARUS!!!

"In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" dies down as Corey steps down to the mat, carefully removing his Ray Bans and placing them under the bottom turnbuckle. He rises back up, stretching out over the ropes, and then turns around, backing into the corner.

Clement: Corey Lazarus seems to be in good spirits. Despite coming up short at International Incident, he cost Cyncity the Four Corner Survival Match.

Grayson: Did he interfere in a match that he wasn't in?

Clement: No.

Grayson: Then what's the problem? I'll tell you what the problem is. Cyncity, that's the problem! Yeah, Cyncity is a beauty. Absolutely stunning. But she's got that smart Philly mouth on her. And one of these days, the L-A-Z is going to shut it. She thinks she's going to expose him? I highly doubt that.

The familiar riff of Washed Out's "Feel It All Around" permeates through the arena as Jared James slowly waltzes out from the backstage area. A slight grin on his face, James paces his way down to the ring and during this short journey he periodically stops to high five fans in attendance.

Cruz: And his opponent, now residing out of Portsmouth, New Hampshire! Weighing in at 187 pounds... JARED JAMES!

Once at the ring, he rolls onto the mat and in one motion hops up onto his feet before running into the far corner -- jumping up to the second rope. He throws both arms into the air, enthusiasm plastered across his face, before jumping down to the mat once more and heading into his corner where he sits on the bottom rope in anticipation for his upcoming bout.

Clement: Jared James had a good showing in the Battle Royal at International Incident. He came so close to winning...

Grayson: "He came so close to winning." Isn't that the moral of his story here in FGA? Surprise, Jared once again lost. But the big news is that he screwed the true champion, Johnny Karma, out of that match.

The bell sounds as both grapplers lock up. But Lazarus quickly gains the advantage with a knee to the midsection. The crowd boos as Lazarus delivers a forearm strike, sending Jared stumbling into the ropes. Lazarus then goes over, turns Jared around and delivers a stinging knife-edge chop. Jared stumbles towards the center of the ring while he clutches his chest. After turning Jared around, Lazarus knocks him down with a Face Chop to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Lazarus gains the advantage early with those series of strikes.

Grayson: The man is nice with his hands. Hopefully he uses one of those hands to slap some sense into Cyncity.

Lazarus picks up Jared and nails him with a knee strike to the midsection, doubling him over. Lazarus then grabs Jared by the neck with both hands and proceeds to deliver a series of clinching knee strikes to boos from the crowd. The last blow drops Jared down to one knee. While Jared is dazed, Lazarus runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Jared stands up and connects with a back flip kick to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Big dropkick out of nowhere from Jared!

While Lazarus is dazed, Jared moves him into the corner. He unleashes a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then takes Lazarus and goes for an irish whip. But Lazarus reverses, sending Jared into the opposite corner. He then runs across the ring and connects with the Reel to Reel to boos from the crowd. After Jared crumbles from out of the corner, Lazarus turns him over and makes the cover.

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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Lazarus picks up Jared, only to toss him through the ropes and to the floor. As Jared slowly gets up on the outside, Lazarus runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he goes for a Tope con Giro. But Jared slides into the ring, causing Lazarus to crash onto the floor to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Oh No!

Clement: Lazarus with the hard fall to the outside! Jared may have had that one scouted.

As Lazarus slowly gets up on the outside, Jared runs into the ropes. When Lazarus turns around, Jared leas through the ropes and knocks him down with a suicide dive. The crowd cheers as Jared mounts himself on top of Lazarus and hammers away with right hands.

Clement: Jared connects with his dive! And he's not done yet!

Grayson: Ref! Ref! Those are closed fists...

He then picks up Lazarus and rolls him back into the ring. After climbing up onto the apron, Jared heads over and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Jared waits for Lazarus to get up. When Lazarus turns around, Jared leaps off and connects with a flying cross body to cheers from the crowd.

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Lazarus gets his shoulder up.

Clement: Lazarus gets his shoulder up in the nick of time. This back and forth between him and Cyncity has not stopped. These two are going to collide at some point and I personally cannot wait...

Grayson: ... for the L-A-Z to wipe the floor with her? I couldn't agree more...

Jared picks up Lazarus and whips him into the corner. He then runs, jumps and connects with a stinger splash to cheers from the crowd. Jared takes Lazarus and whips him into the opposite corner. He then runs, jumps connects with another stinger splash. After leading Lazarus from out of the corner, Jared kicks him in the midsection, doubling him over. He then runs into the ropes. When Jared comes back, he goes for the The Hawk Drop. But Lazarus moves out of the way, grabs Jared from behind and delivers the CinePlex to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: Bam, right on the base of the neck! That's gotta be it...

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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Lazarus picks up Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Lazarus turns him inside out with a lariat to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Jared, brings him into the corner and sits him backwards across the top turnbuckle. After climbing up onto the second ropes, Lazarus goes for an avalanche backdrop suplex, but Jared blocks the move. He then repeatedly elbows Lazarus on the head. While Lazarus is dazed, Jared delivers an elbow to the face, knocking him off the ropes and down to the canvas. After Jared stands up on the top turnbuckle, he goes for a moonsault. But Lazarus rolls out of the way, causing Jared to connect with nothing but the canvas to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Jared, lifts him up, runs across the ring and delivers a Running Liger Bomb to boos from the crowd.

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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Grayson: How did he get his shoulder up!?

Lazarus picks up Jared, grabs him from behind and goes for a release German Suplex. But Jared lands on his feet. He quickly runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Lazarus goes for a rolling elbow. But Jared ducks. When Lazarus turns around, Jared kicks him in the midsection and plants him with a DDT to cheers from the crowd. He then gets up and waits for Lazarus to get back to his feet. As Lazarus gets up, Jared comes up from behind and delivers a jumping reverse bulldog to cheers from the crowd. He then steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Jared leaps off and connects with a flying elbow drop to cheers from the crowd. Jared then picks up Lazarus and delivers the I-35 Drive to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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"Feel it All Around" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!

The ref raises Jared's arm to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Jared picks up a singles win in FGA for the first time in forever!

Grayson: First Laz loses the Four Corner Survival match, now this? This isn't right...

[FGA Office]

(The halls echo with the sounds of chuckling. The camera slowly pans up to a shot of Jimmy Page, sitting down in a corner with the FGA Pride Championship around his waist. He claws lightly at his hair and makes a face, shrugging slightly as he glares at the camera.)

Jimmy Page: You know the news keeps getting better and better. Turns out...since Riley Owens beat Sean Sands...he gets a title shot. See, the thing about about that is...when you think about it, it's laughable. Laughable in the sense that, Riley Owens gets a shot at my title because he beat Sean Sands, someone I've beaten TWICE. What makes it so much SWEETER is the fact that it's a reward.

(Jimmy chuckles, stomping his foot, clearly irritated by that notion. He begins to frown, chewing the gum in his mouth with a frantic pace as he leans forward in his steel chair.)

Jimmy Page: Let me tell you something a match with me isn't a "reward". A match with ME is like suicide; A DEATH WARRANT!!!! The front office has really gotten inside of your ear because they must REALLY want to see you get beat again. They must REALLY want to see me do what I did to Sean Sands, and that is...break you. The thing about Sean Sands is that he knew when to say "Uncle" and tap out on the subject of Jimmy Page. He knew what he was getting into and now he can't even look me in the face and say he can beat me. So...

(Jimmy makes a face, his eyes wandering around as he sling the belt over his waist.)

Jimmy Page: Here's what you're going to want to do Owens: You're going to want to give up. You're GOING to go back, tell the front office that you're going to give up your title shot. Because Owens, if you're as smart as Sean Sands is...

()Jimmy's eyes turn nonchalant, as he stares daggers into the lens, chewing his gum with a rare smirk. His face turns solemn slowly.

Jimmy Page: You'll run while you still have a pulse. Because if you're stupid enough to go through with fighting me again...? You won't have the power to move at ALL, let alone have the power to RUN...! I will hurt you, belittle you, and make you feel inferior like you already are. If you are SMART Riley Owens, you'll follow Sean Sands and just know when to say, "No". Because Riley, there's no way in Hell you can beat me. So...let that stew over inside of your head Owens.

(Jimmy stands up, and gets closer to the camera.)

Jimmy Page: Because if the next time I see you, and you still want to fight? I'll be sure to beat ANY...of those ideas out of your FREAKIN' head!!

(He marches away from the scene, the Pride Championship carelessly swaying in his grasp. The scene fades away, with Jimmy Page's message becoming quite clear.)

[FGA Office]

Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship
(c) Chaz Holiday vs. Alistair Mangold

"Back Round" blasts through the speakers and Alistair Mangold appears from the backstage area. The legend ignores the chorus of boos that shower him from all sides and walks towards the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and throws his coat to the ring crew member. As he stands in the middle of the ring, he spreads his hands and closes his eyes. All the lights in the arena black out except for a spotlight that shines on him from above. People still boo, but Mangold takes a bow like he is cheered and the lights come back on again. The music dies out and just after that, Alistair is introduced.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship! Introducing first, trom Sacramento, California! Weighting in at 280 pounds! He is "The God Among Men"... Alistair Mangold!

Mangold raises his arms and boos shower him again.

Clement: Alistair Mangold was furious when he was eliminated by Jaxie Wyatt in that Battle Royal. He felt he was humiliated in front of our entire iPPV audience.

Grayson: The man was embarrassed. There's no way a guy like him should have gotten eliminated by someone like her. But it's okay. Mangold quickly made everything right when he chokeslammed her out of the ring. And now, he gets the chance at the title he very may have won at International Incident.

"Blackout" by Breathe Carolina begins to play and Chaz Holiday and Matt Summers emerge from behind the black curtains. They stop at the top of the entrance, smiling and looking around at the crowd. As they makes their way to the ring, they high fives fans along the way.

Cruz: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Matt Summers! Now residing out of Los Angeles, California! Weighing in at 221 pounds! He is the reigning... defending... Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion... CHAZ HOLIDAY!

As Holiday gets to the ring, he jumps up on the apron and steps between the ropes, getting into the ring. Meanwhile, Summers applauds from the outside.

Grayson: I sure hope Chaz took as many pictures he could with that belt. He may very well be "one and done."

Clement: I doubt that happens. He's got his buddy Matt Summers at ringside.

The bell sounds as Mangold runs over to attack Holiday with a clothesline. But Holiday ducks. When Mangold turns around, Holiday deserves a series of knife-edge chops to cheers from the crowd. He then takes Mangold and goes for an irsh whip. But Mangold reverses, sending Holiday into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, Mangold knocks him down with a standing shoulderblock to boos from the crowd. Mangold then stands over Holiday, reaches down, grabs Holiday by the throat and yanks him back up to his feet. After shaking Holiday, Mangold goes to lift up Holiday. But Holiday nails him with a bell clap to cheers from the crowd. While Mangold holds his ears in pain, Holiday runs into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, Mangold throws him down with a tilt-a-whirl slam to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Holiday gets his shoulder up.

Grayson: You see the dominance on display? Do you see the strength? The size? That right there is your new Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion!

Mangold picks up Holiday and shoves him into the corner. As Mangold runs into the corner, Holiday goes to give him a boot to the face. But Mangold catches his foot to boos from the crowd. He then drags him from out of the corner. While Mangold taunts Holiday, Holiday connects with an enzuigiri to cheers from the crowd. After Mangold gets knocked down to one knee, Holiday gets up and runs into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, he connects with a dropkick, knocking down Mangold to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Holiday picks up Mangold and whips him into the ropes. When Mangold comes back, Holiday goes for a Japanese arm drag. But Mangold blocks the move and then counters with a clubbing shot to the back of the neck, knocking him down to one knee.

Mangold picks up Holiday and nails him with a headbutt, sending him stumbling into the corner. As Mangold heads into the corner, Holiday reaches out and nails him with several kicks to the midsection. He then grabs Mangold and nails him with a forearm strike... and another... and another. He then takes Mangold and whips him into the ropes. When Mangold comes back, Holiday connects with a running high knee, sending Mangold stumbling back. Holiday then runs into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, he connects with another running high knee. After Mangold stumbles into the ropes, Holiday runs into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, Mangold comes from off the ropes, lifts Holiday up and military presses him to boos from the crowd. He then runs over and throws Holiday over the top rope and to the floor.

Clement: Mangold just sent Holiday flying to the outside!

Grayson: What did I tell you, Kevin? New champion!

Mangold rolls to the outside. He picks up Holiday and rolls him back into the ring. After Mangold climbs up onto the apron, he's met with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. Holiday then grabs Mangold and goes for a suplex. But Mangold blocks the move. So Holiday tightens his grip and goes for another suplex. But again, Mangold blocks the move. Mangold then tries to suplex Holiday from out of the ring and to the outside. But Holiday slips down from behind, lands safely on his feet and goes to grab Mangold's ankles. He the pulls back, causing Mangold to smack face-first against the ring apron on the way down.

Clement: Mangold with the hard fall on the way down! he might have busted open his lip.

After picking Mangold back up, Chaz delivers a facebuster to cheers on the outside. He then picks up Mangold and rolls him back into the ring. After Holiday rolls him back into the ring, Holiday climbs up onto the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckles. When Mangold gets up and turns around, Holiday knocks him down with a missile dropkick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Mangold gets his shoulder up.

Clement: Holiday almost had the match won.

Grayson: It'll take more than that to keep Mangold down.

Holiday picks up Mangold and goes for an irish whip. But Mangold reverses, sending Holiday towards the ropes. Holiday goes to counter the irish whip with a handspring back elbow. But Mangold catches him in mid air and delivers Death in the Family to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Holiday gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: That should have been it! Are we sure this ref knows how to count?

Mangold picks up Holiday and whips him into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, Mangold throws him down with God's Rage to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Holiday gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: And again, Holiday gets his shoulder up! He went through seven FGA grapplers to win that championship. He's not about to give it up in his first defense!

Grayson: Just stay down.

Mangold picks up Holiday, brings him into the corner and slams his head onto the top turnbuckle. After hoisting himself up onto the middle ropes, Mangold grabs Holiday and goes for a Tornado DDT. But Holiday counters with an inverted atomic drop, followed by a Downward Spiral to cheers from the crowd.

On the outside, Summers can be seen applauding. But the cheers turn to boos as Heather Black can be seen making her way down to the ring.

Clement: What is she doing out here?

Grayson: I don't know. But I will never complain about seeing her.

Holiday takes Mangold and whips him into the corner. He then runs across the ring and connects with a flying forearm smash to cheers from the crowd. He then brings Mangold from out of the corner and brings him down with a swinging neckbreaker.

As Heather and Summer argue on the outside, Joshua Black hops over the barricade. He then grabs Summers from behind, runs and slams his head against the ring post. Summers collapses to the floor as the crowd boos.

Clement: What the hell was that for?

Grayson: I see nothing wrong...

Holiday then heads into the corner and begins to climb the turnbuckles. When Mangold gets up and turns around, Holiday flips off and knocks him down with a moonsault to cheers from the crowd. Holiday then goes over, picks up Mangold and delivers The Party Starter to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

"Blackout" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, and still the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, CHAZ HOLIDAY!

After the match, Holiday quickly rolls to the outside as Joshua and Heather Black take off. Holiday checks on Summers.

Clement: Chaz Holiday retains. But the more important thing is the condition of Matt Summers.

Grayson: I think Joshua just sent a message to Chaz. That belt of his is on borrowed time...

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

"Rise" by Skillet begins to blare throughout the arena as the audience cheers. The curtains open and out steps former FGA Heavyweight champion, Sean Sands, dressed in street clothes with a stoic expression on his face. Sands looks out at the audience before letting out a sigh and making his way down to the ring. Sean doesn't slap hands with the fans, or even acknowledge them for that matter. He just keeps his eyes on the ring.

Clement: And here comes the former FGA Heavyweight champion!

Grayson: Sands was the top champ of this place? Color me shocked. I would've thought differently after that performance against Riley Owens.

Sean makes his way to ringside and heads up the steps before entering the ring and requesting a mic, getting one almost immediately before calling for the music to get cut off. Once the theme fades out, Sean slowly paces around the ring, staring out at the fans before finally stopping at the center, raising the microphone to his lips.

Sean Sands: The last couple of months...they've been rough for me.

Sean now changes his gaze to the mat, not wanting to face the audience.

Sean Sands: After winning the FGA Heavyweight championship, I thought everything was going to be better. I though that I was going to earn respect from my colleagues. I obviously knew there was going to be a big target behind my back. I knew every single person in that roster would aim from me, but I thought that I would at least earn their respect as a competitor...but that wasn't really the case, was it?

A few boos from the audience, followed by a guy who yells out "Q sucks". Sean just gives out a small chuckle.

Sean Sands: My first show as champion and I was immediately slapped in the face. The greatest accomplishment in my short career was completely pissed all over. And I don't know what happened to me afterwards. I just snapped. And when I snapped, I...

Sands doesn't seem like he wants to say these next few words as he continues to stare at the mat, avoiding any possible eye contact with anyone in the arena right now.

Sean Sands: When I snapped, I just didn't care anymore. I could honestly sit there and tell you that the title had taken a backseat to my anger. To my thirst for revenge against Chris Q and against anyone who had tried to open their flapper about me. I was consumed by the hate and the FGA Heavyweight championship just became nothing more than a "good job" sticker kids get on their homework. I can honestly say that I was the worst FGA Heavyweight champion in history.

The boos begin to rain down as Sands just shakes his head before finally turning his gaze to the crowd, a disappointed look on his face.

Sean Sands: It's true.

More boos from the audience, but Sands just shakes his head again. A small "no" chant starts out, but Sands cuts them off.

Sean Sands: Guys, please. Just...let me speak. I promise, I have some important things to say. I appreciate you guys trying to convince me otherwise, but I was a terrible champion and you can't change my mind on that. But, back to the point. After I lost the title, I could feel that my anger was going to spin out of control and that I was going to lose myself at some point. But, I didn't. Instead, I tried my hardest to not explode. To not just take a steel chair and crush someone's larynx with it. So, I tried to hold that back and with doing so, you can all tell that I have now gone on the biggest decline you could've possibly seen out of anyone in this roster.

The audience stays quiet as Sands decides to slightly start pacing a bit back and forth in the ring.

Sean Sands: So, what happened afterwards? Riley Owens came out here and asked to take the challenge I sent Ryan Kidd's way. And I accepted it. I accepted under the fact that if I lost, I would give up my rematch at the title I had tried so hard to get. But then, the days shrunk closer and closer to that day and as it came down to the final three days before the match...I called up the board of directors and told them to take my rematch and give it to someone more worthy. Why would I do that before my match against Owens? Well, that's easy.

I sat down and thought about it and noticed that I didn't do a damn good thing as FGA Heavyweight champion and didn't deserve a shot. So I changed the stipulation. I wanted to see if I could beat Riley Owens, a fresh face to this roster. And when the time came, I couldn't do it. Riley put me down for a three count. Unfortunately, and I don't want to take anything from Riley, he faced a shell of the man who is still the only man to pin Chris Q fairly in a match. He faced a weaker person than that man and for that, I want to apologize for Riley. I also want to tell Riley that what I'm about to say has nothing to do with the fact he beat me, but with something that has been staring at me in the face but I just looked past it the entire time.

Sean sighs before continuing on.

Sean Sands: When I step out of this building....I will no longer be a member of the FGA roster.

Very loud boos begin raining down on the former FGA Heavyweight champion. Few shots of some of the fans in the audience show a young woman with her hands clapped around her mouth, looking ready to cry. A child that seems to have the same expression as if he was told that Santa Claus wasn't real. And that ONE guy who seems to always be the opposite of the audience. We call him the hipster of fans. He seems to be a Chandler Scott fan, which makes a lot of sense.

Sean Sands: I realized, after that match, that my heart's not in this anymore. The thing that I boasted about having more than anyone else in this roster, I...just can't seem to find. And the only person to blame for that is yours truly. Not Chris Q or Dom Harter or Jimmy Page or Riley Owens. Me. I am the reason why my heart's not in this anymore so the only logical thing for me to do is to step back and let others who want to be here have their shot. This may or may not be good bye forever.

The boos continue as Sean just tries his best to ignore them as he continues on with what he has to say.

Sean Sands: But, I wouldn't be me if I didn't leave without saying a few more parting words, right?

A devilish grin appears on Sean's face as he looks out at the audience, getting a positive reaction for them.

Sean Sands: First off....BELLATOR. BELLATOR. BELLATOR. BELLATOR. BELLATOR. BELLATOR. BELLATOR.

Sean turns to the nearby camera and smiles.

Sean Sands: There you go, Spike. That should keep your Bellator hard-on going for the next few shows. Now, can you just let these guys do the wrestling and prove why Bellator should be mentioning FGA?!

Big pop from the audience.

Sean Sands: Now, I do want to mention a few people here before I leave this ring and you possibly never see me again. First off...Riley Owens.

A nice pop for the FGA newcomer.

Sean Sands: Riley Owens...you're a damn good wrestler. I don't care what guys like Jack Reynolds say. In fact, that Pride title Jimmy Page is wearing? I think that'll be around your waist sooner or later. That FGA World title Chris Q is wearing? that's gonna be yours one day too. I can feel it and I know you can believe that. Next up...Jimmy Page.

Mixed reaction from the audience at the mention of the Pride champion's name.

Sean Sands: Jimmy Page is the only man to have pinned me twice in my career. Jimmy Page is the future, along with Riley Owens. He might not believe this and he might still call me a "pretty boy sack of shit", but I truly mean it. The dominance Chris Q has shown here? Jimmy Page is gonna do the exact same WHEN he holds that belt. Jimmy Page is going to be one of the best guys on this roster....though that's not saying that he already isn't. Now, speaking of Chris Q...

Big barrage of boos for the Big Bad (say that ten times fast). Sands just chuckles it off as he continues on.

Sean Sands: Chris Q is the greatest FGA wrestler EVER. If you honestly can disagree with me on that, I would like anyone to try and tell me why Chris Q isn't the greatest wrestler in FGA history. Chris is the Big Bad. The most dominant wrestler on this roster. Chris Q is the greatest man I have ever faced inside of that ring, no lie. And when he's done being the top champion, people who enter this company will wish to achieve half of what he achieved. But, there is one more person I do want to mention. Dom Harter.

More boos from the audience.

Sean Sands: Dom Harter could very well become a hall-of-famer in his future. I can sit here and tell him the only way to do that is by standing alone, but the kid is gonna make mistakes, so we'll chalk this one up to learning experience. You want to be the best, Harter? Get rid of the weight on your back. Your back will thank you...

It seems like Sands is wrapping up as he is rooted to his spot in the ring now.

Sean Sands: There is great talent in that roster and in due time, FGA will become a worldwide company with talent such as those men that I mentioned and others. To be honest, there is not a single person in the back who isn't a good wrestler. You can take my word on that. Now, with that being said, I guess now is time for my final words, huh? Well, here goes nothing...

I enjoyed my time here in FGA, for the most part. These fans....they've been and will continue to be loud as hell. The guys in the back who I like and who I don't like? Keep busting your asses. You'll love the results. And I guess, with that out of the way....I have only one more thing to say...

Sean seems to be getting a bit choked up as he says the next few words.

Sean Sands: Thank you, FGA. Thank you to the people who let me sign that dotted line. Thank you to all of my competitors, even Malcolm Drake! Thank you to any of the men and women who have tried to help me in the past. And thank you to these wonderful fans. If it wasn't for you, I probably wouldn't have become FGA Heavyweight champion. And for that I thank you.

With that said...good bye, FGA.

Sands drops the mic and you can tell that he starts tearing up as he slowly makes his way out the ring. The fans begins to thank him with a loud chant of "Thank you, Sands".

Clement: ...I can't believe it. I....just can't.

Grayson: Great. Now I feel like a dick. I knew Sands had some serious anger problems, but the fact that it took over his life...damn.

Sean slowly makes his way up the ramp, but stops before the curtains and turns around. Holding back tears, Sean nods his head before taking a deep breath. Sands then turns around and opens the curtain up before disappearing to the back...for possibly the last time ever.

Clement: Good bye, Sean Sands.

[FGA Office]

(A camera steps into the lockeroom area of Dan Herrera. He is sitting on a bench taping up his hands in preparation of his match against Willow Swaine that night. The camera gets cloers and Dan looks up seeing the camera. He stops taping for a second and begins talking into the camera.)

Dan: "Things haven't been going so well for old Dan Herrera lately. The FGA crowd may not have noticed, but I know you guys are smart so you've probably seen what's been going on with me. I've lost three big matches in a row.

I lost against Angela Jameson in EXODUS. I lost the Bro-Off against my good friends Dom Harter, Josh Anderson and Gordon Fury. And at International Incident, I lost to Andreas Lasiewicz."

(Dan looks down at the bench for a second rubbing the top of his head with his hand.)

Dan: "But that's all over now. It's time for me to start over. It's time to move past the problems of the past and move towards the promise of the future. It's time for Dan Herrera to start a new journey.

A journey where Frontier Grappling Arts is the center of my universe. Where nothing around me will distract me from my goals of being successful in FGA."

(Dan picks up his tape and starts back up on the opposite hand than the one he was taping when the cameraman came in.)

Dan: "Willow, you and I are set to go tonight. And I know that we'll put on a hell of a show. I just want you to know it'll be my honor to fight you tonight. But please know that I will do everything I can to win this match. I have to. No one wants to start a new adventure by stubbing their toe.

Thank you, that is all."

(Dan nods at the cameraman as he turns around and begins to head out of the lockeroom. The camera feed then fades to black.)

[FGA Office]

Cyncity vs. Johnny Karma

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, coming to a stop on top of the ramp to blow a kiss to all his fans in attendance who paid to see him and only him this evening and stands there with his hands on his hips to bask in their adulation as Cherry Baum stands by his side to present him to the crowd.

Karma struts down the ramp towards the ring, making sure not a single hair is out of place on his head, waving and chatting to the members of his adoring public that surround 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.

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, before unzipping his track top to reveal his chiselled physique. 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: Atlantic City, I know you missed him just as much as the rest of the USofA did while he was over in the UK…weighing in at 233lbs and hailing from Queens, NYC...he is the Iron Man, he is the Superman, and he is the Incredible Hulk, he is JOHNNY KARMA.

(Karma saunters towards the centre of the ring/)

Johnny Karma: Ladies and...

(Karma pauses, remembering they're in New Jersey.)

Johnny Karma: ...scratch that.

(Karma waves his hand in front of his face to try and make the smell bearable.)

Johnny Karma: Tonight I am sure you are all disappointed to see Chaz Holliday defending the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship when everyone with eyes, ears, noses and throats will know that there was only one deserving winner of that Battle Royal, and that was...me, obviously. So not only has your enjoyment of this show been ruined by the knowledge that you are all Jersey Scum, but also because you have missed out on seeing a true champion because of Jared James' chicanery.

(Karma hands the mic to Cherry, who then passes him a can of air freshener as he tries to mask the arena's appalling Jersey stink.)

Clement: Stay classy, Karma.

Grayson: The man has every right to be upset. Karma once again showed his dominance in Battle Royals. He had the most eliminations. He should have won that match. But Jared James stuck his nose in business that it didn't belong it.

Let’s go!
Make no excuses now
I’m talking here and now
I’m talking here and now

The beginning of "Lets go" plays over the sound system until it's cut off by a static. The lights in the arena dim down to nothing as the static is replaced by the sounds of a power clap coming from through the audience.

Let’s go!

When the beat kicks in heavily, Cyncity slowly emerges from the back with her head tilted to the side, glaring at the ring with a small smile on her face. She stands at the top of the ramp for a moment, scanning the crowd, before she makes her way down the ramp, throwing her right arm in the air, taking in the audiences cheers.. She stops midway down the ramp and scans the crowd one more time, nodding her head and giving the audience a round of applause. She spins in a circle and does her trademark Sex Sells pose, her arms in the air, and buttom pushed out. Fans in attendance are heard whistling in her direction, as she breaks her pose and blows kisses to the audience.

No fear, and while you getting your cry on
I'm getting my fly on
Sincere, I see you aiming at my pedastal
I betta let ya' know

Cruz: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at 127 pounds... CYNCITY!

She slaps the hands of a few lucky fans, and even gives a few of them a hug as she marches her way down the ramp. She finally pulls away from the fans then continues her slow pace toward the ring.

Lets go!

She slides into the ring and crawls toward the middle before getting to her feet. She blows a kiss at the crowd and climbs up to the middle rope, throwing her arms in the air and taking in the ovations with a grin on her face. Finally, she hops back into the ring and walks over to her corner, stretching out her limbs and waiting for the match to begin.

Clement: Cyncity has her issues with Corey Lazarus. But tonight, she's got to get past Karma.

Grayson: And that's no easy task. Karma has been one of the top performing grapplers since coming to this company. The man's a former Pride Champion and should be the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion right now.

The bell sounds a both grapplers circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Cyncity places Karma in a side headlock. She then performs a standing switch and transitions into a hammerlock from behind. After shifting around, Karma reverses into a hammerlock of his own. He jerks the arm, sending a jolt of pain throughout Cyncity's arm. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. But Cyncity refuses to quit. Because of that, Karma spins her around and plants her with Instant Karma to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cyncity kicks out.

Karma picks her up and moves her into the corner. He unleashes a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then takes Cyncity and whips her into the opposite corner. As Karma runs across the ring, Cyncity goes for a boot to the face. But Karma catches her foot. He then drags her from out of the corner to boos from the crowd. After spinning her away from him, he grabs her from behind and delivers the Stairway to Bedlam, followed by a russian leg sweep to boos from the crowd. Karma turns over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cyncity kicks out.

Clement: Karma has controlled the early portions of this match.

Grayson: As if there was ever any doubt. But who knows. Maybe she's got L-A-Z on the brain. Well if so, she better snap out of it.

Karma picks her up and whips her into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Karma doubles her over with a punch to the midsection. He then quickly sets her up for Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up. But Cyncity quickly takes him down with a standing double leg takedown, followed by a jackknife pin to cheers from the crowd...

ONE!
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TWO!
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Karma bridges up, turns over and rams Cyncity back-first into the corner.

Clement: Just when you think Cyncity is about to take control, Karma is there to reverse things.

Grayson: That's why he's one of the best going today.

After a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection, Karma takes Cyncity and whips her back into the opposite corner. Karma runs across the ring. But this time, Cyncity catches him with an elbow to the face to cheers from the crowd. As Karma stumbles back, Cyncity quickly hoists herself up onto the middle ropes, dives and delivers a blockbuster to cheers from the crowd. She turns over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Karma kicks out.

Cyncity picks up Karma and doubles him over with a knee strike to the midsection. She then delivers a high knee strike, sending him stumbling back.. Cyncity then runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she connects with a jumping high knee, sending Karma through the ropes and out onto the apron. As Karma gets up on the apron, Cyncity runs into the corner and connects with a springboard rebound dropkick, knocking Karma off the apron and to the floor to cheers from the crowd. After she gets back to her feet, Cyncity grabs the top rope and waits for Karma to get into position. As Karma gets up on the outside, she knocks him down with a spiraling cross body to the outside to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a maneuver by Cyncity!

Grayson: She's pulling out all the stops. But that's what you have to do when you're in the ring with Johnny Karma.

She then picks up Karma and rolls him back into the ring. After climbing back up onto the apron, she waits patiently for Karma to get back up. When Karma gets up and turns around, Cyncity knocks him down with a springboard clothesline to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Karma kicks out.

Cyncity picks up Karma and delivers a right hand to the face before sending him into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Cyncity knocks him down with a running front dropkick to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Karma kicks out.

Cyncity picks up Karma and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, she delivers a floatover swinging neckbreaker to cheers from the crowd. She then gets up and points to the top turnbuckle as she heads out onto the apron. After climbing up to the top turnbuckle, Cyncity goes for a diving headbutt. But Karma rolls out of the way, causing her to connect with nothing but the canvas to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: ...Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand nobody's home!

As Cyncity turns over, Karma gets up and runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he connects with a jumping knee drop to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

Karma picks up Cyncity and whips her into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Karma knocks her down with a running high knee to boos from the crowd. He then heads into the corner. After climbing up onto the middle ropes, Karma goes for a diving fist drop. But Cyncity gets her foot up, catching Karma in the face on the way down to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Cyncity saw that coming a mile away with the way that he telegraphed that maneuver.

Grayson: There's no need to panic. He's still got this...

As both grapplers get up, Cyncity begins to nail him with a series of right hands. But Karma stops her offense with a kick to the midsection. He then quickly grabs her, runs into the corner and slams her head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Cyncity around, Karma grabs her, whips her across the ring and follows her into the opposite corner. But Cyncity runs up the turnbuckles, flips off and knocks him down with the Emphatic Whispers to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a maneuver that was by Cyncity! This could be it...

ONE!
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TWO!
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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Cyncity picks up Karma and sets him up for a suplex. But Karma punches her in the midsection, lifts her up, turns and throws her down stomach-first across the top rope. He then knocks her off the top rope and onto the apron with an uppercut to boos from the crowd. As Karma reaches through the ropes and picks up Cyncity, she breaks free and quickly delivers a shoulder thrust through the ropes, doubling him over. Cyncity follows up with a slingshot DDT to cheers from the crowd. She turns Karma over and makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Karma gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Cyncity picks up Karma and whips him into the corner. Cyncity runs into the corner. But Karma lifts her up and then drops her with a hot shot across the top turnbuckle, bringing her down to boos from the crowd.

After heading towards the center of the ring, Karma begins gearing up for Check Your Chiclets. Once Cyncity finally gets up and turns around, Karma goes for the superkick. But Cyncity catches his foot. She then turns Karma away from her and follows up with a superkick to the back of the head, knocking him down to one knee to cheers from the crowd. Cyncity then runs into the ropes. When she comes back, Karma quickly gets up, lifts her up and throws her down with a spinebuster to boos from the crowd. He rolls across her and hooks the leg.

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TWO!
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Cyncity gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: How did she get her shoulder up!?

Clement: There's no quit in Cyncity. She won't stay down. If he wants to win this match, he's got to knock her out.

Karma picks up Cyncity, only to knock her down with Sugar Ray Karma to boos from the crowd. While Cyncity is down, Karma steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, he goes for the Kickass Angel. But Cyncity rolls out of the way, causing Karma to crash onto the canvas to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: And now the high risk doesn't pay off for Karma!

As both grapplers slowly get up, Cyncity runs over and connects with a step-up enzuigiri, knocking him down to cheers from the crowd. She then steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once she reaches the top, she waits for Karma. As Karma gets up, Cyncity leaps off the top turnbuckle and delivers the Mugshot to cheers from the crowd. She turns Karma over and makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Karma gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

As Cyncity picks up Karma, Karma nails her with a knee strike to the midsection. Karma then grabs her, runs across the ring, leaps over the top rope and delivers Macho Karma to boos from the crowd. As Cyncity stumbles back, Karma quickly climbs up onto the apron. He then begins to climb the turnbuckles. But once he reaches the top, Cyncity runs over and connects with a dropkick to the legs. Karma then slips and ends up crotched on the top turnbuckle to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Oh no!

Clement: That is not where Karma wants to be right now! Not at all!

After she climbs up the ropes, Cyncity grabs Karma and stands him up on the top turnbuckle. After stepping up onto the top ropes, Cyncity leaps up and delivers a standing top rope hurricanrana to the outside.

Clement: WHAT A MANUEVER OFF THE TOP TO THE OUTSIDE!

Grayson: They both look hurt, Kevin...

Cheers and applause can be heard throughout the crowd. But both grapplers take a hard fall to the outside. After rolling to the outside and checking on both competitors, the ref starts his count...

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

Both grapplers are still down.

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

Karma begins to move around as Cyncity tries to push herself up off the floor.

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

Cyncity begins to shake out the cobwebs as Karma reaches over and grabs her leg.

Ref: …........................ NINE.........................

Cyncity reaches back with her free leg and kicks him in the face. She then gets up and stumbles over towards the apron.

Ref: …... TEN!

Clement: It looks like we've got ourselves a double count out here. At least Cyncity was able to get back up to her feet. That was a terrible fall both of these grapplers took.

Grayson: I just hope that Karma is okay...

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

Dan Herrera vs. Willow Swaine

...Spoken...

"May I remind you again, this is a dream, and in dreams, you can do anything you darn please!"

(When the first bass drum thumps, Dan pulls the curtain back and walks out from behind the curtain. He gives a head nod to the fans and begins heading towards the ring as a spotlight stays on him)

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, now residing out of Raleigh, North Carolina! Weighing in at 215 pounds... DAN HERRERA!

My knuckles have turned to white

There's no turning back tonight

Kiss me one last time

(As Dan makes his way to the ring he slaps hands with the fans on either side of the entrance-way. He gets to the ring and walks up the ropes. He swings around the ring post and ducks between the top and middle rope. Once in the ring he walks over showing his taped wrists to the referee who nods at him and sends him to his corner. He grabs the ropes on either side of the turnbuckle and leans in with his head down prepping himself for the match to begin.)


Clement: Dan Herrera is coming off a string of high profiles loses under several banners and promotions. Tonight, he tries to finally get off the schneid.

Grayson: Well he better. Maybe him and Rowan should switch places. She was much better to look at, anyway.

The house lights dim and the drums start. Pink and blue lights start to circle the entry way. Cue the clapping and the audience begins to go along. 'Are We All We Are ' by P!nk sounds across the crowd and the anticipation builds.

"ARE WE ALL WE ARE!? ARE WE ALL WE ARE!? "

The curtains fly back and willow rushes through, the crowd erupting to welcome her. She moves along to the music, clapping with the fans and turns around, jogging backwards.

Cruz: And his opponent, from Albuquerque, New Mexico! Weighing in at 137 pounds... WILLOW SWAINE!

She slaps hands with as many fans as she can, singing along with her theme. It's an anthem for the people and she completely embraces it. When she reaches the end of the walkway, she charges the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Quick to the middle rope, she bounces and leans toward the fans in attendance, soaking up the energy. A run to the other side of the ring and she has everyone in the palm of her hand.

Clement: Willow Swaine is coming off a high profile loss of her own. She unsuccessfully challenged Jimmy Page for his Pride Championship. She seems to be taking it well, though.

Grayson: She's in denial. I know she's crying on the inside. But she wants to keep her strong J.I. Jane exterior up for show. But she's not fooling me.

The bell sounds as both grapplers circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Willow moves Herrera into the corner. After pressing him up against the turnbuckles, the ref goes over and gives both grapplers until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Both grapplers make a clean break. After Willow steps back towards the center of the ring, Herrera comes from out of the corner and locks up with her. After jockeying for position, it's Herrera who now moves Willow across the ring and into the corner. After pressing her up against the turnbuckles, the ref gives them until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Both grapplers make a clean break. After Herrera steps back towards the center of the ring, Willow comes from out of the corner. After circling Herrera, she shoots in and goes for a takedown. But Herrera sprawls, blocking the move. He then tosses her to the side, sending her tumbling down to the canvas. After getting back up to her feet, Willow sizes up Herrera again. She shoots in for a lock up. But she fakes out Herrera, quickly going behind him and applying a waist lock from behind. Herrera then reaches back, elbows her in the face and performs a standing switch. Now with the waist lock on her, Willow tries to get out. She goes to elbow Herrera, but he moves his head out of the way. She then reaches down, grabs Herrera's arms and slowly pries them from around her waist. She quickly transitions into a top wrist lock.

The ref asks Herrera is he wants to give up. But Herrera refuses to quit. So Willow wrings his arm, causing him to wince in pain. The ref asks Herrera if he wants to give up. But again, Herrera refuses to quit. So Willow proceeds to deliver clubbing shots to the outstretched arm, bringing Herrera down to his knees. She then transitions into a shoulderlock. The ref asks Herrera is he wants to give up. But again Herrera refuses to quit. He then rolls forward, leans back, and then thrusts up with both feet, kicking Willow in the face and knocking her down.

Clement: Back and forth contest thus far between these two. Who can gain the upperhand first?

Grayson: I think it might be Dan now...

As both grapplers get back to their feet, Herrera greets her with a kick to the midsection, followed by a headbutt that sends her stumbling into the ropes. Herrera goes over, grabs Willow and goes for an irish whip. But Willow reverses, sending Herrera into the ropes. When Herrera comes back, Willow drops down to the mat. Herrera then skips over her before running into the ropes. After Willow pushes herself back up to her feet, she goes for a hip toss. But Herrera steps through it and goes for a hip toss of his own. But Willow blocks it, punches Herrera in the midsection and then brings him down with a swinging neckbreaker to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Herrera kicks out.

Willow picks up Herrera and goes for an irish whip. But Herrera reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Willow comes back, she knocks Herrera down with a cross body to cheers from the crowd.

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Herrera kicks out.

After picking up Herrera, Willow places him in a side headlock. Herrera grabs her and lifts her up for a belly to back suplex. But Willow rolls over his shoulder, lands on her feet and reapplies the side headlock. Herrera then shoves Willow off of him and into the ropes. When Willow comes back, Herrera knocks her down with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Willow kicks out.

Clement: Both of these competitors are so evenly matched. They're both physically and mentally strong. That of course bodes well for Willow as she steps into the Gold Rush Rumble in a little over a month.

Grayson: But the luck of the draw is key. Dom Harter was the last man in that ring and won. Your pace and your number mean more than anything else.

Herrera picks up Willow and brings her into the corner. After deliveries a series of knee strikes, Herrera takes Willow and whips her into the opposite corner. Herrera then runs across the ring and connects with a corner elbow strike to cheers from the crowd. As Willow stumbles from out of the corner, Herrera runs back into the ropes. When he comes back, he knocks her down with a lariat to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Willow and knees her in the midsection, doubling her over. He then lifts her up and throws her down with The Final Word to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Willow gets her shoulder up.

Clement: Willow again gets her shoulder up. Maybe it's just me, but everything for Dan seems to be clicking tonight.

Grayson: He knows he can't afford another loss. That's why we're seeing him perform the way that he is right now. Maybe if that fire was under him from the start, he wouldn't have lost all those matches recently...

Herrera picks up Willow and whips her into the corner. He then runs into the corner. But Willow hits him with a boot to the face. As Herrera turns and stumbles away from the corner, Willow runs from out of the corner and hops onto his shoulders. But before she can execute a victory roll, Herrera delivers an electric chair drop to cheers from the crowd. He goes over and makes the cover.

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Willow gets her shoulder up.

As Herrera picks up Willow, she begins to nail him with right hands to the midsection. But Herrera stops her offense with a clubbing shot to the back. After bringing Willow up off her knee, she begins to nail Herrera with rights and lefts. But Herrera stops her offense with a forearm strike to the face. Willow responds with an open palm strike. Herrera returns with another forearm strike. But Willow responds with another open palm strike.

Clement: Look at these two trading blows, Evan.

Grayson: These two are coming off of tough loses. The last thing they want is another one.

Herrera then nails her with three forearm strikes. Willow shakes off the blows and responds with a triple palm strike, followed by a spinning elbow to the cheers from the crowd. She then kicks him in the midsection, snapmares him over and applies the Lovesick Shackles to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: She's got the submission applied! Will he tap?

The ref asks Herrera if he wants to give up. When Herrera refuses to quit, Willow applies more pressure, causing him to groan in pain.

Grayson: Go ahead, Dan, say you quit...

The ref asks Herrera if he wants to give up. When Herrera refuses to quit, Willow turns over into a pinning combination.

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Herrera gets his shoulder up.

As Herrera gets up, Willow runs over and knocks him down with a high knee lift. As Herrera gets back up, Willow kicks him in the midsection before delivering a guillotine crusher to cheers from the crowd. She turns him over and makes the cover.

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Herrera gets his shoulder up.

Willow picks up Herrera and whips him into the corner. She then runs across the ring and clocks him with a running European Uppercut. Willow then brings a dazed Herrera from out of the corner before delivering Fight The War. While Herrera is down, Willow steps out onto the apron and connects with a springboard splash to cheers from the crowd. She hooks the leg.

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Herrera gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Willow with the splash from up top. But Herrera somehow gets that shoulder up.

After picking up Herrera and delivering a scoop slam, Willow heads back out onto the apron. She climbs the turnbuckles. But once she's near the top, Herrera runs over, grabs her and slams her off to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Willow was just a tad slow and...

As Willow slowly gets up and turns around, Herrera runs from out of the corner and spears her to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Spear! Spear! Dan makes the cover...

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Willow gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Herrera picks up Willow and brings her into the corner. After hoisting himself up onto the middle ropes, he grabs Willow and sets her up for a Tornado DDT. But she throws Herrera off of her in mid-turn. After he lands on his feet, Willow runs from out of the corner and goes for a clothesline. But Herrera counters with a belly to belly suplex to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Willow, lifts her up across his shoulders and throws her down with the Wit's End to cheers from the crowd. After bringing Willow into the corner and sitting her on the top turnbuckle, Herrera grabs her, runs from out of the corner and delivers the Walking Papers to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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THREE!

"Dangerous Business Since 1979" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, DAN HERRERA!

The ref raises Herrera's arm to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Herrera finally gets another win under his belt after that hard fought match against Willow Swaine.

Grayson: He needed that win in the worst way. What he does from here is all up to him...