Hershey DVD Taping (4.5.14)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

Standing outside the Hershey Park Arena is Cyncity, along with the man who has been recording all her FGA material lately, Randy The Guy. Cyn has her FGA Cyncity shirt on, and on the back it reads "Sex Sells Reunion 2014" in big lettering, and then "Coming to an arena near" in smaller lettering. With a stack of flyers in his hand, Randy begins handing them out to every person he sees passing by, while Cyn runs around the park with a big smile on her face.

Cyncity: SEX SELLS REUNION TOUR. WOOP WOOP!

She only manages to get a few peoples attention, her face turning into a scowl as she turns around and gives Randy a nod. It was almost as if she knew what she was referring to as he lays the flyers down on the concrete floor below and pulls out a megaphone that was in a black bag in the middle of the duo.

Cyncity: They don't wanna listen... I'll make them listen then! I understand there's chocolate...

She looks around the park.

Cyncity: Chocolate everywhere! But still... Sex Sells Reunion Tour greater than chocolate, right?

Cyn looks down at Randy's chubby stomach and rubs it as if he were pregnant.

Cyncity: How much chocolate have you eaten since we got here?

Randy The Guy: ...... A lot.

Cyn rolls her eyes and grabs the megaphone out of his hands before standing up on the nearest bench, pulling the megaphone closer to her lips once she's ready.

Cyncity: HEEEEEELLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Now, finally getting most of the crowd attention, Cyn shines brightly and motions for Randy to go out and start handing out flyers.

Cyncity: SEX SELLS REUNION TOUR. DYNAMIC DUOS. FRONTIER GRAPPLING ARTS. BE THERE. OH. AND BE THERE TONIGHT TO WATCH ME KICK A WOLF'S BUTT!

The crowd gasps, some of them actually looking intrigued by Cyn fight an actual wolf.

Cyncity: I DIDN'T MEAN AN ACTUAL WOLF, SILLIES. I MEAN A GUY WHO CALLS HIMSELF THE AMERICAN WOLF. JUST COME TO THE FGA SHOW AND WATCH ME! BYYYYYYEEEEE!

She hops off the bench and waves at the crowd. She then enters back inside the arena while Randy stays outside handing out the flyers and the fans begin piling in.

[FGA Office]

THADDEUS GREY vs. CAMELLIA D. MAGNA

The lights dim to near pitch-black levels. After a brief moment of silence, Innerpartysystem's "Don't Stop" blares over the announce system. All eyes are on the entrance area, the only light from a single spotlight above. A very arrogant and very assured Thaddeus Grey makes his way out, much to the chagrin of the fans in attendance. The combat zone is soon affected with a pulsating white light. Walking to the ring to a chorus of boos, Thaddeus Grey is oozing nothing but confidence, the smirk on his face serving as the perfect example of such a statement. Multiple fans may soon be experiencing seizures, but Grey could certainly care less. As he reaches the ring, the fans really let him have it, the boos turning to jeers and insults, but Grey pays them no attention.

Cruz: The following is your opening contest of the evening! And it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from San Diego, California! Weighing in at 200 pounds... THADDEUS GREY!

Methodically, he walks up the stairs, staring into the eyes of his opponent. As he's halfway across the apron, he wipes his feet before stepping into the ring. After a brief pause, he stands in the center, basking in the negative reaction the capacity crowd is giving him. A slight smile forms in the corner of his mouth, as the lights return to normal. Grey turns to his corner and quickly does a few stretches, awaiting the referee to call for the bell.

Clement: Nearly two months ago, Thaddeus Grey defeated Camellia D. Magna at International Incident. He then wrapped a chair around her neck and tried to snap her neck...

Grayson: ... but The Red Pioneer made the save. He wanted to play hero. Well guess what happened to him? He, too, got beat down by Thaddeus Grey. If it weren't for Cami returning the favor and saving him two weeks ago, he would have gotten his neck snapped.

“Riptide” by Sick Puppies sounds through the speakers in the arena. The main lights go dim and the entrance ramp is lit by blue and green lights. Fog slowly rolls down the ramp, covering the floor. Cami steps onto the top of the ramp with a huge smile on her face.

Cruz: And his opponent, from Charlotte, North Carolina! Weighing in at 145 pounds... CAMELLIA D. MAGNA!

She walks down the ramp, constantly looking around, spinning in a circle so as not to miss anything, enjoying the cheers from the crowd. When about halfway down the ramp, she takes off running, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. While on the mat, she pushes up into the bridge position. After holding it for a few seconds, she kicks over to a standing position.

Clement: Every time you thing that Grey has sunk to a new low, he surprises you. But Cami has the chance to finally exact some retribution tonight.

The bell sounds as Grey runs across the ring, lifts up Cami with a double leg pick-up and rams him back-first into the corner. The crowd boos as Grey unleashes a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection.

Clement: Grey wastes no time as he goes right after Cami!

Grayson: Grey strikes and he strikes quick. Cami of all people should have known better...

After stomping Cami down into the corner, Grey chokes her with his boot to boos from the crowd. The ref gives Grey until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Grey lets go... only to choke Cami again to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Grey doesn't care about wins and losses here. He wants to break Cami! He wants to choke the life out of her!

This time, Grey pulls down on the top rope as he chokes Cami with his foot...

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

Grey lets go. As Cami gasps for air, Grey grabs her by her ankle and drags her towards the center of the ring. After circling around Cami, Grey delivers a stomp to her right arm and right leg, followed by a stomp to her left leg and left arm. He then delivers a stumping stomp to the face to boos from the crowd. Grey drops down and makes the cover.

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Cami kicks out.

Clement: Grey is hellbent on breaking Cami. He wants to expose her for the "fraud" that he claims her to be.

Grayson: Thaddeus seems like the type of guy that won't stop until he gets what he wants. You have to remember that this whole thing started in September. He's been after her for nearly seven months. Tonight may be the night that everything pays off for him...

Grey picks up Cami and whips her into the ropes. When Cami comes back, Grey goes for a clothesline. But Cami ducks and runs into the ropes. When Cami comes back, she plants Grey with a jumping swinging DDT to cheers from the crowd. Grey gets up, but Cami knocks him down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Grey gets back up, but Cami knocks him back down with another dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Grey gets up towards the ropes, Cami runs over and goes for a clothesline. But Grey ducks and dumps her over the top rope and to the outside with a fireman's carry takeover...

Clement: Cami gets tossed to the outside...

… but Cami lands on her feet on the outside. She quickly reaches into the ring, grabs Grey by his ankles and yanks him down face-first onto the canvas. After dragging Grey out of the ring, Cami kicks him in the midsection before planting him with a DDT to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Head-first onto the floor goes Thaddeus Grey!

Grayson: Cami hits a big DDT there on the outside. If momentum wasn't on her side before, it definitely is now...

Cami picks up Grey and slams his head onto the apron. As Grey stumbles around ringside, Cami comes up from behind, grabs Grey and slams his head onto the ring post. The crowd cheers as Grey stumbles down to the mat.

Grayson: I don't think I've ever seen Cami this aggressive before!

Clement: Well what do you expect? When you've been what she has, how could you blame her?

As Cami picks up Grey, Grey quickly rams her back-first into the guard rail to boos from the crowd. He then takes Cami, scoops her up and drops her across the top of the guard rail with a snake eyes. The crowd boos as Cami falls to the floor. Grey then rolls back in, then back out to restart the count.

Grey begins to put the boots to Cami, stomping away at her torso to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Cami, lifts her up and delivers a front suplex across the guard rail to boos from the crowd. Grey backs up as Cami can be heard groaning in pain. After sizing up Cami, Grey runs down the ringside area and goes for a high knee lift. But Cami slips down into the crowd and moves out of the way. She then quickly grabs Grey from behind and delivers a sleeper drop across the top of the guard rail to cheers from the crowd. Grey groans in pain as he clutches his neck.

Clement: Cami drops him neck-first across the guard rail!

Grayson: That's got to hurt, Kev. Not only could his neck be hurt, but who knows if he's suffered any type of a stinger...

After Cami climbs back over the guard rail, she picks up Grey and rolls him back into the ring. She then climbs up onto the apron and delivers a slingshot leg drop to cheers from the crowd. Cami turns over and makes the cover.

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Grey gets his foot on the bottom rope to boos from the crowd.

Cami picks up Grey and whips him into the ropes. When Grey comes back, Cami knocks him down with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd. She then steps through the ropes, walks along the apron and begins climbing the turnbuckles.

Clement: Cami's not wasting any time. She's going to the top to put this thing away.

Grayson: She's taking a big risk, though...

When Grey gets up and turns around, Cami leaps off the top rope and goes for a missile dropkick. But Grey steps back and swats her down to boos from the crowd. Grey then lifts up Cami's legs and turns her over into a Boston Crab.

Grayson: He's got it locked in!

Clement: Thaddeus Grey with the Boston Crab! And Cami's smack-dab in the middle of the ring!

The crowd boos as Cami can be heard screaming in pain. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. But Cami refuses to quit. So Grey pulls back, increasing the pressure of the hold.

Clement: Cami's a long ways away from the ropes. Can she hold on?

The ref again asks Cami if she wants to give up. But again, Cami refuses to quit. So Grey pulls back even further, causing Cami to let out a groan.

Clement: You can see the pain written all over her face, Evan. She's trapped.

Grayson: She should just give up. Save herself. She's got a Gold Rush Rumble to try to win.

As the crowd rallies behind her, Cami begins to feed off of their energy. She slowly pushes herself up off the canvas and begins clawing towards the ropes to cheers from the crowd. Grey can be seen shaking his head in disbelief.

Clement: These fans in Hershey are firmly behind Cami and she's feeding off their energy! Can this crowd will her towards the ropes?

Cami continues to scratch and claw her away towards the ropes. Grey pulls back even more. But Cami continues to fight through the pain. She then reaches out... and grabs the bottom rope to cheers from the crowd. The ref gives Grey until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Grey reluctantly lets go. He then picks up Cami and goes for an irish whip. But Cami reverses, sending Grey into the ropes. When Grey comes back, Cami grabs him, runs and tosses him over the top rope and to the floor to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Grey takes a hard fall to the outside!

Grayson: But he's trying to get back up to his feet!

As Grey gets up on the outside, Cami runs towards the corner, springboards onto the top turnbuckle and knocks Grey down with a moonsault to the outside to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a maneuver by Cami! She wipes out Grey with the moonsault to the outside!

With both grapplers down, the ref starts his count.

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

Both grapplers are still down.

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

Both grapplers begin to get up.

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

Cami and Grey begin brawling up the aisle to cheers from the crowd.

Ref: …........... EIGHT................... NINE................. TEN!

The two then brawl through the curtain and continue to the back...

Cruz: The referee has ruled this match a Double Count Out!

Clement: Once again, Cami is robbed of revenge as this match ends in a double count out.

Grayson: Much like with Grey, I don't think Cami was concerned about wins and losses. The only thing she cared about was getting even. With these two still brawling throughout the back, I don't think this thing between these two is over...

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

(“Carpe Diem” by August Burns Red
 begins to play. Riley Owens walks down the entrance ramp. He reaches the ring and quickly slides in. Riley is handed a microphone.) 

Owens: I’ve got a lot on my mind, so let me get started.  

(Riley walks over to the nearest corner and rests against it.)

Owens: Why did I join FGA? Well, first, let me tell you why I didn’t join FGA. I certainly didn’t join this company to get dragged into squabbles. And I didn’t join this company so that I could get into some type of drama-filled soap opera.

I joined FGA so that I could challenge the best wrestlers in the world; I joined so that I could learn.

(Riley looks out at the crowd.)

Owens: So far, I’ve accomplished goal number one. Week after week I’ve had the opportunity to face talented wrestlers and veterans. But, I’ve also learned a lot as well.

(Riley walks to the center of the ring.)

Owens: I’ve learned that the Business is very, shall we say, fickle. While the fans may love a hard working wrestler, that’s not always what the company appreciates. And hell, sometimes even the boys in the back don’t appreciate hard work either.

Many times, the person with the loudest voice is the one that’s appreciated. That’s why people like Chris Q and Dom Harter have been pushed in the past; and that’s why people like Jimmy Page are succeeding right now.

Jimmy Page, I don’t care what you think about me. You can call me a fool, and you can call me a coward. But the simple fact of the matter is I’ve earned this title shot. In our first match, you tried with all of your might to break me.

But I’m still standing Jimmy!

(Riley pauses as the crowd cheers a bit.)

Owens: And let’s be honest, YOU are the real coward here Jimmy. Everyone saw what happened in that tag team match.

I thought you were the most dominant force in FGA? I thought you were a champion?

You call me coward, but you had resort to cheating to pick up that win.

Hmm—very honorable.

(A smile comes across Riley’s face.)

Owens: You know what I think Jimmy? I think that you are afraid of me. You’ve seen what I’ve done to other wrestlers, you’ve seen my skills and confidence improve, and you’ve been hearing about the buzz I’ve been getting.

You’re afraid Jimmy!

(The crowd cheers.)

Owens: Our match is coming up very, very soon Jimmy. And, believe it or not, I’m going to relish the opportunity of facing you again. And while our bout will be for the Pride Championship, that’s not what’s really important. No pun intended, but this match is about pride; this match is about honor!

Jimmy, I’m going to beat you; I’m going to defeat you and shock the world!

(Riley sets the mic down and rolls out of the ring.)

[FGA Office]

(Chaz is shown back in the locker room area, finishing up getting dressed for his match tonight. He pulls up his left knee pad.)

Chaz Holiday: People have been asking me, why I gave Joshua Black what he wanted…

(He starts lacing up his boot, on the same leg.)

Chaz Holiday: They’ve been asking me why, not only did I give him a match…

(He finishes that boot, moving over to his other leg and pulling up the right knee pad.)

Chaz Holiday: But I gave him a shot at the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship, even after everything he pulled…

(After pulling that knee pad up, he starts working on lacing his other boot up.)

Chaz Holiday: And the answer is really quite simple…

(He ties up the last lace before standing up and looking in the direction of the camera.)

Chaz Holiday: He took my friend out of commission. He took away the dreams of a young man trying to make it in wrestling. I could have just given him a match. But I know he wants that title. I know he dreams of that title. Well Josh, you want to play ‘dream crusher’? Well I’ll play that game too. By giving you a shot at the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship… Letting you get real close to it… Letting you believe you’re dreams are going to come true. And then I’m gonna pull it away. Just like you did to Matt.

(Chaz walks out of the room, as the scene cuts away from here.)

[FGA Office]

JACK REYNOLDS vs. JARED JAMES

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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, 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: Jack Reynolds has been borderline obsessed with getting Riley Owens into the ring. But he better watch out. Jared James is not someone that you should overlook.

Grayson: Reynolds isn't obsessed with Riley. No one obsesses over Riley. All Jack wants to do is give Riley the beating that he's been dodging for the past two months. But Riley may not be able to hide for much longer. The Gold Rush Rumble is in two weeks. Anyone and everyone is going to be in that match. There won't be anywhere for Riley to hide then.

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

Cruz: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Dexter Wolfe! 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: Since his return, Jared James has wanted to prove himself as one of the best grapplers in FGA. But while doing this, he's also drawn the ire of Johnny Karma.

Grayson: That's because Jared is a lying cheat. First, he sticks his nose in Karma's business? Then, he costs Karma the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship? He's screwed up big time. Karma is going to make him pay through the nose at Only the Strong Survive.

The bell sounds as Jared and Reynolds lock up. After they jockey for position, Jared places Reynolds in a side headlock. But Reynolds is able to slip out and reverse into a hammerlock. After shifting around, Jared leans forward and reverses into a hammerlock of his own. But Reynolds reaches back, elbows Jared in the face and throws him down with a snapmare. He quickly follows up with a dropkick to the back of the head before making the cover.

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Jared kicks out.

Reynolds picks up Jared and places him in a side headlock. But Jared quickly shoves Reynolds off of him and into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Jared leap frogs over him. Reynolds continues to run into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Jared goes for a hip toss. But Reynolds steps through it and throws him down with a hip toss of his own. Jared gets up, but Reynolds runs over and knocks him down with a clothesline. As Jared gets back up, Reynolds kicks him in the midsection and follows up with an arm wringer. Reynolds delivers another arm wringer. After a third arm wringer, Reynolds brings Jared over towards the corner. Reynolds then climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and proceeds to rope walk across the top rope. But before he can leap off, Jared breaks free and delivers a roundhouse kick to the leg. Reynolds then slips down and winds up crotched on the top rope to cheers from the crowd. Jared then goes over, grabs the top rope with both hands and yanks the top rope up and down to cheers from the crowd. As Reynolds groans in pain, Jared runs into the corner and connects with a springboard rebound dropkick, knocking Reynolds off the ropes and to the floor.

As Reynolds begins to get up on the outside, Jared runs into the ropes. When Jared comes back, he runs forward, slides to the outside and plants Reynolds with a baseball slide tornado DDT to cheers from the crowd. Jared picks up Reynolds and rolls him back into the ring. After rolling himself back in, Jared makes the cover.

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Reynolds kicks out.

Jared picks up Reynolds and whips him into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Jared bends over to set up a back body drop. But Reynolds counters with Welcome to Canada, Motherfucker to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Reynolds picks up Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Reynolds delivers an STO backbreaker to boos from the crowd. He then picks Jared back up, scoops him up from the side and delivers a pendulum backbreaker to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Reynolds picks up Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Reynolds scoops him up across his shoulders before delivering a double knee gutbuster. While Jared is down, Reynolds steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Reynolds goes for a somersault leg drop. But Jared rolls out of the way, causing Reynolds to connect with nothing but the canvas to cheers from the crowd.

As Reynolds slowly gets up, Jared runs over and goes for a jumping spinning DDT. But Reynolds shoves Jared off in mid-air. Thankfully for Jared, he lands on his feet. He then runs back over towards Reynolds and takes him down with a hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd. As Reynolds gets up, Jared grabs him and whips him into the ropes. When Reynolds comes back, Jared knocks him down with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Reynolds, lifts him up and plants him with a cradle piledriver. Jared gets up, steps through the ropes and climbs the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Jared leaps off and connects with a flying elbow drop to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Reynolds and delivers the I-35 Drive to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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THREE!

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

Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!

Dexter gets in the ring and raises Jared's arm to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Jared rolls into Only the Strong Survive with momentum on his side as he defeats Jack Reynolds!

Grayson: He's going to need all the momentum and luck on his side. At Only the Strong Survive, Johnny Karma is going to break him down, lock him in the Karmic Crab and send him packing!

[FGA Office]

(The show cuts backstage to where Annie Zellor is stood dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a baggy black Cyncity tee. She's wearing her hair down below her shoulders and has a broad smile upon her face as she waves to the camera.)

Annie Zellor: Hiiiii guys! So I guess you're all wondering why I'm here tonight. Welllll--

(She giggles excitedly.)

Annie Zellor: I'm here 'cause a couple of weeks ago the first few teams for this year's Dynamic Duos tournament were announced. And in case you didn't already know - I'm one of the participants! Like, oh my God, I couldn't believe when it was announced 'cause a tournament like this is such an amazing opportunity!

(Annie takes a moment to compose herself or, more accurately, to prevent herself from going hysterical with excitement.)

Annie Zellor: A chance for a shot at the FGA World Tag Team Championships! When I first joined FGA a couple months ago, like I never even dreamed I'd have a chance like this. And I know I'm not really a tag team wrestler, buuuut I'm gonna get trained by the best 'cause I think you all know MY TAG TEAM PARTNER!!!

(Enter Sandm-- no wait, I mean Laurel Anne Hardy! Her appearance has about as much subtlety and elegance as usual - i.e. none. She’s wearing lime green jeans and a marbled yellow crop top with electric blue beads hanging down, red and pink feathers in her hair, and all the bangles and bracelets ever - plus, around her waist, her half of the FWA Tag Team Championship.)

(The faceplate of the belt is covered in glitter stickers.)

Laurel Anne Hardy: F-G-YAAAAAAY! Ya miss me!?

(She and Annie put their arms round each other.)

Laurel Anne Hardy: I promised you that you hadn’t seen the last of Laurel Anne Hardy in an FGA ring, and Laurel Anne Hardy keeps her promises! The blue touchpaper is fizzlin’ ! Last year, myself and Evangelista made the final of Dynamic Duos. We were this… no, THIS close…

(She pinches her fingers close, then closer still.)

Laurel Anne Hardy: To bein’ the very first, inaugural, that’s-our-names-right-there-at-the-top-of-the-list first EVER FGA Mid-Atlantic Tag Team Champions. Well this year, myself and Annie are gonna go one better. Those few little seconds, those few little molecules of competition, are gonna go our way this time. I’m puttin’ all my tag team experience into this one. You’re lookin’ at a former GFC World Tag Team Champion, former WARPED Tag Team Champion, current FWA Tag Team Champion-

(-she points to the belt around her waist with a big grin-)

Laurel Anne Hardy: And in a coupla short months, FGA World Tag Team Champion alongside Miss Zellor here!

Annie Zellor: Yeah we are!

Laurel Anne Hardy: And I don’t see of those oh so crushingly BORING ‘dark and evil’ teams like Bloodbath & Beyond or The Murder this time around… least not yet. Just quality awesomeness like Sex Sells and #sparklebuddies. May that continue as the names pour in, and FGA, may you see the stupendously sparkling spectacles of jazz and motion between those ropes that you deserve. Soon, soon, soon it’s time to #sparkle and stay fabulous again!

Annie Zellor: Annnnnd, me and Laurel aren't the only #sparklebuddies to enter this year...

(She says as the pair of them shuffle over slightly, making room for the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, Chaz Holiday as he walks in from the right hand side. He smiles into the camera, adjusting the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship that’s draped over his shoulder.)

Chaz Holiday: Heeeeello everyone! The other #sparklebuddies that they would be referring to is myself and my partner, the 4th and final member of the #sparklebuddies…

(Chaz rushes out of the scene and then comes back with a cardboard cutout of his partner…)

Chaz Holiday: The fantabulous Babs Ryan!

(Chaz holds up the cardboard cut out in front of him.)

Babs Ryan (Chaz): Hi mates!

(He sets the cut out next to him.)

Chaz Holiday: So yeah! Babs and I make up the second team of #sparklebuddies in this Dynamic Duos tournament. Originally we were all talking and trying to figure out which two of us should represent the #sparklebuddies in it. And then we were like… Why not all four of us! So we talked it over and decided to go with Annie and Laurel as one team and Babs and myself as another. So now, at Dynamic Duos, you will get DOUBLE the sparkles, double the fun! Right Babs?!

(He picks the cutout up, holding it out in front of him again.)

Babs Ryan (Chaz): Yups!

(He puts it back down on the ground before turning towards Laurel and Annie. Zellor can't help but giggle.)

Chaz Holiday: Right guys?!

Annie Zellor: Definitely.

Laurel Anne Hardy: Let’s bring some #sparkle to the world!

(All three stretch their fists to the camera, then flick their hands open mimicking a starburst, all before making a heart gesture in front of their chests using both hands. On their smiling faces we fade out.)

[FGA Office]

CYNCITY vs. JASON RICHARDS

"Everybody makes mistakes...
Everybody has those days..."

The beginning of "Nobody's Perfect" by Hannah Montana 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.

"One! Two! Three! Four!
Everybody makes mistakes! Everybody has those days!
Everybody knows what what I'm talkin' 'bout!
Everybody gets that way!"

When the beat kicks in heavily, Cyncity bursts out onto the ramp with her arms out to her side, pretending to be an airplane as she runs up and down the top of the ramp. When she's done messing around, she smiles and makes her way back to the top of the ramp. She stands at there for a moment, scanning the crowd, and feeding from their energy 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.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, 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 quickened pace toward the ring.

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.

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 booing him as he makes his way down to the ring.

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

The fans in the front row reach out to touch Richards. But Richards swats their hands out of the way. He jumps up on the apron. After stepping through the ropes, he begins stretching in the corner as he waits for the match to start.

Clement: These two got into it pretty heavy on Twitter this week. There's certainly no love lost between these two. But is Cyncity possibly dismissing Jason Richards?

Grayson: Of course she is! He's a former tag champion, just like her. He's got more experience. Not to mention, he's survived a lot more here in FGA than she has. I know she's the new hot thing here in FGA. I know that she's got a buzz around her. But if she overlooks the Strong Style Wolf, she may very well wind up knocked out.

The bell sounds as Richards runs across the ring and nails Cyncity with a kitchen sink to the midsection, sending her flipping down to the canvas to boos from the crowd.

Clement: What a cheap shot that was by Richards!

Grayson: Hey, she was running her mouth all this time. This is what she gets. Is she just going to talk tough on the computer or will she back it up against the Strong Style Wolf?

The crowd continues to boo as Richards puts the boots to her. The ref tries to move Richards away from Cyn, but Richards pulls his arm away from the ref before putting the boots back to her. He then drops down and applies a kimura with headscissors to boos from the crowd. Cyn can be heard groaning in pain as Richards pulls the arm. Cyn then reaches her right leg over and positions it underneath the bottom rope. The ref then gives Richards until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Richards lets go. He reaches down, picks up Cyncity and shoves her into the corner. He then delivers a kick to the midsection before delivering a forearm strike to the face. After delivering a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection, Richards takes Cyn and whips her into the opposite corner. Richards runs across the ring, but he runs right into a boot to the face to cheers from the crowd. After shaking off the blow, Richards runs back into the corner. But this time, he runs into an elbow to the face. As Richards stumbles back, Cyncity springboards up onto the top turnbuckle before knocking him down with the Whisper in the Wind to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Emphatic Whispers by Cyncity! She makes the cover...

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Richards kicks out.

Clement: Now that Corey Lazarus has been dealt with, Cyncity can breath easy. She's free, in the clear, and has two big prestige events coming up in the Gold Rush Rumble and the upcoming Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament.

Grayson: It's nice not having someone constantly harassing you. It's nice not having someone after you. For now, at least, because she's going to have a host of grapplers gunning for her in the Gold Rush Rumble. She's come into FGA with a lot of hype. Some of that hype may rub some of these other grapplers the wrong way. They may feel some type of way about Cyncity getting all this pub. They may take offense to that and, in turn, make it a point to target her in the Gold Rush Rumble. Just some food for thought...

Cyncity picks up Richards and tosses him through the ropes and to the floor. As Richards gets up on the outside, Cyncity knocks him down with a spiraling cross body to the outside to cheers from the crowd. After getting back up, Cyn climbs up to the apron and waits for Richards to get up. Once Richards gets up and turns around, Cyn runs across the apron, leaps off and connects with a diving front dropkick, knocking Richards down to cheers from the crowd. She picks up Richards, rolls him back into the ring, rolls herself back in and makes the cover.

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Richards gets his foot on the bottom rope to boos from the crowd.

Cyncity picks up Richards and whips him into the ropes. When Richards comes back, Cyncity bends over to set up a back body drop. But Richards stops, grabs Cyn, runs and tosses her through the ropes and to the floor. As Cyn gets up on the outside, Richards runs into the ropes. When Cyn turns around, she turns right into a baseball slides from Richards to boos from the crowd. Richards picks up Cyn, grabs her around the waist and delivers a Saito Suplex to boos from the crowd.

Clement: High angle suplex on the floor from Richards!

Grayson: That suplex just took the wind right out of her sails.

Richards rolls back in. After circling the ring, he tells the ref to start the count.

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

Cyncity can be seen pulling herself up using the edge of the apron. After pulling herself up onto the apron using the ropes, Richards goes over and delivers a shoulder thrust through the ropes. He then grabs Cyncity and suplexes her back into the ring. He then rolls over, pulls her up and delivers a northern lights suplex to boos from the crowd.

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Cyncity gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Richards picks up Cyncity and moves her into the corner. After sizing her up, Richards unleashes a series of shoot kicks to boos from the crowd. He then takes Cyn and whips her into the opposite corner. Richards runs across the ring and connects with a corner forearm smash. After bringing Cyncity from out of the corner, Richards hoists her up for a suplex. But Cyncity slips down from behind, grabs Richards from behind and delivers the Glitter Driver to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a reversal by Cincity! She tries to crawl over to make the cover...

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Richards gets his shoulder up.

As Cyncity picks up Richards, Richards lunges forward, nailing her with a shoulder thrust to boos from the crowd. While Cyn is doubled over, Richards grabs her and plants her with the J.R. Driver II to boos from the crowd. After dragging her into position, Richards steps through the ropes and climbs the turnbuckles.

Grayson: Here we go...

Clement: Richards, looking to finish this off with something high risk off the top...

Once he reaches the top, Richards leaps off and goes for a frog splash. But Cyn gets her knees up, causing Richards to come crashing down across them to cheers from the crowd. Richards can be seen curled up in pain as Cyn tries to get back to her feet.

Clement: The high risk doesn't pay off! Richards comes crashing down across the knees of Cyncity!

Grayson: He could have broken a rib or three on that one...

Cyncity picks up Richards and whips him into the ropes. When Richards comes back, Cyn knocks him down with a step-up enzuigiri to cheers from the crowd. With Richards down, Cyncity steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. But Richards quickly gets up, runs into the corner, runs up the turnbuckle and grabs Cyncity. After delivering a series of headbutts, Richards delivers an avalanche exploder suplex to boos from the crowd.

Clement: The desperation maneuver pays off for Richards as he suplexes Cyncity from off the top!

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

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Cyncity gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: How did she get her shoulder up?

Richards gets up and goes for an irish whip. But Cyncity reverses, sending Richards into the ropes. When Richards comes back, Cyncity knocks him down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Richards gets up, but Cyncity knocks him down with another dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Richards gets back up, Cyncity runs into the ropes. When Cyn comes back, Richards goes for a lariat. But Cyn counters with a floatover spinning neckbreaker to cheers from the crowd. She then heads into the corner and hoists herself up onto the middle ropes. Once Richards gets up and turns around, Cyn delivers a blockbuster to cheers from the crowd. Cyn picks up a groggy Richards, kisses him on the cheek and then runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she connects with Beauty and the Knee to cheers from the crowd. After dragging Richards into position, Cyncity points to the top turnbuckle as she heads out onto the apron. After climbing up to the top turnbuckle, Cyn connects with the Standing Ovation to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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THREE!

"Nobody's Perfect" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, CYNCITY!

Clement: Cyncity picks up the win! You always want to head into a match like The Gold Rush Rumble with momentum on your side and Cyncity has done just that!

Grayson: But will she be able to ride this momentum to a win at Only the Strong Survive?

[FGA Office]

(The camera cuts backstage to the locker room where ‘The Tenacious Little Bastard’ is sat on a folding steel chair. He’s already dressed in his ring attire; the knee length denim shorts as well as a black ‘The Murder’ t-shirt, and is just lacing up his boots. He doesn’t look up as he talks.)

Dom Harter: Two weeks ago I asked for one thing. The FGA World Championship…

(He finishes lacing the right one and moves on to the other boot.)

Dom Harter: And, even after I destroyed The Red Pioneer. After I beat him until I felt him break, his spirit break as I held him in my own two hands. Someone thought it best to deny me. To provoke me further by getting Jimmy Page to deliver the bad news that no, I won’t become the FGA World Champion tonight. If I want that I’ll have to enter the Gold Rush Rumble…

(Pause.)

Dom Harter: Again.

(He chuckles.)

Dom Harter: And I’ll have to win the Gold Rush Rumble.

(Another pause.)

Dom Harter: Again.

(Harter sits upright, having finished lacing his boots.)

Dom Harter: Tonight I take apart another of your favorites, your so-called heroes. Tonight you lead another lamb to the slaughter and – just like The Red Pioneer – I’ll leave Riley Owens in pieces in that ring…

(Dom smirks and chuckles again.)

Dom Harter: And when you make me jump through that final hoop, when I have to enter the Gold Rush Rumble, make it so I enter first so I can go through each and every last person on this roster. So I have the chance that was so cruelly robbed of last year; the chance to wring the necks of certain undeserving little maggots. And you can make it so when I win the Gold Rush Rumble again, and become the FGA World Champion, that each and every last member of the FGA roster knows that you do not cross The Murder. And you do not cross me…

(He says, ferociously, as the show cuts back to ringside.)

[FGA Office]

JOHNNY KARMA vs. CHAZ HOLIDAY

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.

Clement: Johnny Karma has got Jared James at Only the Strong Survive. But tonight, he's got the chance to prove something to Chaz Holiday.

Grayson: Prove something? Johnny Karma has nothing to prove. In fact, Chaz Holiday is the one that has something to prove. Johnny Karma had that Mid-Atlantic Championship won and everyone knows it. Now, Chaz had the chance to prove himself to be the real Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. But if he doesn't, then Karma should take his place as the rightful champion.

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 chiseled 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: Introducing first, the winner of the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship battle royal, the man who sends dweebs flying and losers packing, and the man who is haunted because the cowardly actions of Jared James mean FWA has a champion named "Chaz"…weighing in at a fit, a firm, and a fighting 233 lbs, he hails from Queens, NYC…he is here to remind that title what it's missing...he is JOHNNY KARMA.

(Karma saunters towards the centre of the ring)

Johnny Karma: Ladies and...

(Karma removes his sunglasses and takes a moment to fix his hair, milking the moment for all it's worth)

Johnny Karma: …ladies.

(Karma winks)

Johnny Karma: Tonight is the night where Chaz Holiday takes a permanent vacation, because tonight is the night where that great fallacy is exposed as the lie that it is: Holiday is nothing but a paper champion, whilst I was chiseled out of the firmest, finest and fairest rock that artisans could find and the so-called Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion will discover that paper does not beat rock, because when you throw a rock at a piece of paper there's only going to be one winner.

Karma hands the mic to Cherry, and gets in some last-minute preparation for the match by performing some sit-ups in the ring.

"Blackout" by Breathe Carolina begins to play and Chaz Holiday emerges from behind the black curtains. He stops at the top of the entrance, smiling and looking around at the crowd.

Cruz: And his opponent, now residing out of Los Angeles, California! Weighing in at 221 pounds! He is the reigning Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion... CHAZ HOLIDAY!

As he makes his way to the ring, he high fives fans along the way. As he gets to the ring, he jumps up on the apron and steps between the ropes, getting into the ring.

Clement: Chaz Hoiday has got a determined Johnny Karma to contend with. But he's also got a championship match against Joshua Black at Only the Strong Survive.

Grayson: Joshua has taken out his good buddy Matt Summers. He took out Chaz in the parking lot two weeks ago. And in two weeks from now, he's going to complete the trifecta by beating Chaz in the center of the ring.

The bell sounds as both men circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Karma moves Holiday into the corner. The ref then scurries over and gives both men until the count of five to break the hold.

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

As both men make a clean break, Karma taps Holiday on the cheek before backing away to boos from the crowd. Holiday makes his way out of the corner and goes for a lock up. But Karma ducks underneath, goes around and applies a waist lock from behind. He then quickly transitions into a hammerlock, looking to follow up with Instant Karma. But Holiday reaches back, grabs Holiday and throws him down with a jumping snapmare to cheers from the crowd. When Karma gets up, Holiday throws him down with a Japanese arm drag to cheers from the crowd. When both men get up, Karma throws him down with an arm drag. When both men get up, Holiday throws him down with another Japanese arm drag. When both men get up, Karma delivers another arm drag to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Pretty even contest thus far with both men trading holds.

Grayson: There's nothing even about this content. Johnny Karma is by far the better man. He's the rightful Legacy Champion for crying out loud...

As both men get up, Karma applies a side headlock. But Holiday shoves Karma off of him and into the ropes. When Karma comes back, he knocks Holiday down with a running shoulderblock to boos from the crowd. He then runs into the ropes as Holiday kips up to his feet. When Karma comes back, Holiday leap frogs over him. Karma continues to run into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Holiday knocks him down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Karma gets back up, but Holiday knocks him down with another dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Karma gets up and stumbles back, Holiday runs over and clotheslines him over the top rope and to the floor to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Holiday sends Karma down to the floor! If that happens during the Gold Rush Rumble, he can kiss his shot at the FGA World Championship goodbye.

Grayson: Johnny Karma is the Iron Man of the Gold Rush Rumble. He's even been impressive in Battle Royals. It's going to take more than a clothesline to eliminate him.

As Karma gets up on the outside, Holiday runs into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, he runs across the ring, flips to the outside and knocks Karma down with a plancha to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Oh no!

Clement: What a maneuver by Chaz Holiday! He takes out Johnny Karma and the former Pride Champion has no idea where he is! Listen to this crowd...

Crowd: HOLIDAY! HOLIDAY! HOLIDAY! HOLIDAY!

After picking Karma up and rolling him back into the ring, Holiday rolls himself back in and makes the cover.

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Karma kicks out.

Holiday picks up Karma and whips him into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Holiday knocks him down with a running high knee to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Clement: A high knee only gets two for Holiday. But Karma is reeling, Evan. What's happening to your boy?

Grayson: Just hold on a minute. There's still plenty of time left...

Holiday picks up Karma and whips him into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Holiday bends over to set up a back body drop. But Karma counters with a high knee lift, sending Holiday stumbling back to boos from the crowd. Karma then runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Holiday dumps him over the top rope to cheers from the crowd. Holiday walks across the ring as he holds his arms up. But Karma lands on his feet on the floor. He quickly rolls back in, gets up, runs up from behind, grabs Holiday, jumps over the top rope and delivers Macho Karma to boos from the crowd. While Holiday stumbles back, Karma quickly climbs up onto the apron, climbs up to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with a flying double ax handle smash to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Holiday kicks out.

Grayson: What a move off the top from Johnny Karma. I don't hear you talking now, Kev...

Karma picks up Holiday and whips him into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, Karma bends over to set up a back body drop. But Holiday counters with a facebuster to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Karma thought he was back in this. But just like that, Holiday regains control. He makes the cover...

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Holiday picks up Karma and whips him into the corner. He then runs across the ring and goes for a flying forearm smash. But Karma moves out of the way, causing Holiday to connect with nothing but the corner. As Holiday stumbles back, Karma rolls him up with a school boy.

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Holiday kicks out.

As both men get up, Karma quickly rolls him up with a small package...

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Holiday kicks out.

As both men get up, Karma grabs Holiday and goes for an irish whip. But Holiday reverses, sending Karma into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Holiday throws him down with a hip toss. As Karma turns over and gets up, Holiday runs over and connects with a step-up enzuigiri to cheers from the crowd. He turns Holiday over and makes the cover.

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Clement: What action we've seen in this match. You can tell that both of these men want to prove that they're the better man.

Grayson: No, Holiday is desperate to prove that he's a legitimate champion. Karma is the Iron King, the Leader of the Pride AND the rightfully Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. Karma's got nothing to prove to anyone, especially Chaz Holiday.

Holiday picks up Karma and throws him down with a scoop slam. He then points to the top turnbuckle as he steps out onto the apron.

Clement: It looks like he's going up top, Evan.

Grayson: Quick, Karma, roll out of the way...

Holiday begins climbing the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Karma dives over and pulls down on the top rope, causing Holiday to slip down and wind up crotched on the top turnbuckle. The crowd boos as Holiday flips over and lands in the corner. After stepping back towards the center of the ring, Karma runs towards the corner and connects with the Kodak Moment to boos from the crowd. He then drags Holiday from out of the corner before making the cover.

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Holiday gets his shoulder up.

Karma picks up Holiday and whips him into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, Karma knocks him down with a running high knee of his own to boos from the crowd. Karma then backs up into the ropes. After bouncing off the ropes, Karma comes back and connects with a jumping knee drop to boos from the crowd. Karma gets up, picks up Holiday, snapmares him over and then steps back. Karma then runs forward before delivering a rolling neck snap to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Holiday gets his shoulder up.

Clement: After controlling much of this match, Chaz Holiday finds himself in trouble here.

Grayson: That's right. It was only a matter of time until Johnny Karma does what he does best. And that's wrestling circles around the competition...

Karma picks up Holiday, brings him into the corner, lifts him up and sits him down across the top turnbuckle. After climbing up onto the middle ropes, Karma goes for a superplex, but Holiday blocks the move. So Karma tightens his grip before going for another superplex. But again, Holiday blocks the move. Holiday then begins to punch Karma in the ribs until he lets go of him. Once he's free, Holiday socks Karma with a right hand, knocking him off the ropes and to the canvas to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Karma's down and in position. Can Holiday capitalize?

As Karma gets up and turns around, Holiday stands up onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and knocks him down with a missile dropkick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Karma gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Holiday picks up Karma and goes for a vertical suplex. But Karma slips down from behind and shoves Holiday into the ropes. When Holiday comes back, Karma throws him down with a spinebuster to boos from the crowd. He rolls across Holiday and hooks the leg...

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Holiday gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Karma picks up Holiday and throws him down with a scoop slam. After stepping through the ropes, Karma begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once Holiday gets up and turns around, Karma leaps off the top turnbuckle and goes for a flying cross body block. But Karma connects with a dropkick in mid air to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Holiday with the well-timed timed dropkick! Can he build off of it, though?

Holiday steps over Karma before delivering a standing moonsault to cheers from the crowd. Holiday then gets up and waits impatiently as he waves up Karma. Once Karma starts to get up, Holiday runs over, jumps up and goes for The Party Starter. But Karma slips out of the way. When Holiday turns around, Karma blasts him with Check Your Chiclets to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Holiday, lifts him up and plants him with Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up to boos from the crowd. Karma turns over and makes the cover.

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"When The Levee Breaks" plays to boos from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, JOHNNY KARMA!

Clement: Johnny Karma gains the vi-- wait, what's this?

After the match, Karma rolls to the outside. He goes over and snatches up the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship to boos from the crowd.

Clement: What is Karma doing?

Grayson: He's holding the belt that should be rightfully his...

After sliding back into the ring, Karma clutches the belt and waits to clock a dazed Holiday with the belt. But the boos turn to cheers as Jared James slides into the ring. Karma immediately drops the belt and rolls to the outside.

Clement: Jared James with the save!

Grayson: He's begging to be locked in that Karmic Crab, isn't he? Well he won't have to wait for much longer...

Jared climbs up onto the ropes and waves Karma over. But Karma shakes his head as he and Cherry leave to boos from the crowd...

[FGA Office]

(Jimmy is rocking back and forth while sitting on top of a steel chair. The Pride Championship sits loosely over his waist unlatched. Chewing a big of gum frantically he holds his arms out wide with a very, very big grin, pretty unlike him.)

Jimmy Page: Who says Christmas only comes once a year. See, those who didn't know...I was gonna get a big present not too long ago. That's right, Jimmy Page almost got the best gift of them all here in FGA, and that was a chance to throttle Dom Harter. But...just like--

(He snaps his fingers around, familiar a nonchalant glare plastered onto the camera lens.)

Jimmy Page: That...I don't get Harter, now they must be teasing me. Maybe they wanna save it for The Rumble, MAYBE they're sadistic bastards; But there is one thing, one thing that I know, and that is I WILL get my hands on you Harter!! So I sat there inside of my sedan, and I thought that they were playing tricks on me. And before I knew it, the card, "subject to change" lived up to that old moniker and it DID change. So it was Dom Harter vs Riley Owens...with me as the enforcer.

(Jimmy pauses for a moment, staring into space with a small chuckle and smirk.)

Jimmy Page: A lot of people are going to ask those tired out questions, "Is Jimmy Page going to get involved?" Only if they want me to. Because I can honestly tell you, from the bottom of my heart, I really do want one of them to try something. It's almost like a prayer, I WELCOME them to do something, I'm damn near on my knees...wishing for them to do something stupid. Because both of them, unfortunately, have been STUPID enough...to screw with me. So why break the chain, huh? Dom Harter and Riley Owens can beat the living crap out of each other, I don't give a flying FUCK. Because at the end of the night, I win, I'm the guy who gets to sit there and hold their fates in the palm of my hand. If I so choice to, I can CRUSH it! But...

(He leans back in his chair and tilts his head to the side, looking around a bit. He shrugs his shoulders and his attention goes back to the camera.)

Jimmy Page: I'll do it fair, I'm a man of my word after-all; I mean I'm not that big of a jackass. I'll be watching, I'll be waiting, and hey...

(He frowns and sniffs, spitting his gum down the hallway. He leans forward some, icy daggers stabbing into the lens.)

Jimmy Page: May the best man...win.

[FGA Office]

DAN HERRERA vs. JOSHUA BLACK

...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)

My knuckles have turned to white

There's no turning back tonight

Kiss me one last time

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

(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 one of the favorites to win the Gold Rush Rumble.

Grayson: Says who, Rowan Grae?

Clement: He isn't pulling double duty that night. He hasn't really rubbed anyone the wrong way. He hasn't made any enemies here in FGA.

Grayson: But it's still every man for himself. The FGA World Championship is up for grabs. I don't care how nice of a guy he is. if the moment presents itself, someone will toss him over the top rope.

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 his 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 has a big championship match at Only the Strong Survive. But he's got a big test tonight in Dan Herrera.

Grayson: I'm still not sold on Herrera. Joshua has loads more experience. He's bigger. Stronger. Plus, he's got Johnny Windham and Heather Black with him. He'll beat Herrera here tonight, only to then go on and win the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship.

The bell sounds as both men lock up. Black places Herrera in a side headlock. But Herrera shoves Black off of him and into the ropes. When Black comes back, Herrera knocks him down with a clothesline to cheers from the crowd. Black gets back up, but Herrera knocks him down with another clothesline to cheers from the crowd. As Black gets back up, Herrera runs over towards him. But before Herrera can hit another clothesline, Black drops and rolls to the outside to boos from the crowd.

Black tries to take a breather on the outside. But Herrera isn't about to let up. As soon as Herrera heads to the outside, Black takes off. Herrera proceeds to chase him around the ring until Black rolls back in. Once Herrera rolls in, he's met with an elbow drop from Black to boos from the crowd. Black gets back up and delivers another elbow drop. He then gets up, measures Herrera and delivers a third elbow drop to boos from the crowd. Black makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Herrera kicks out.

Black picks up Herrera, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Herrera around, Black unleashes a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then takes Herrera and goes for an irish whip. But Herrera reverses, whipping Black hard into the corner. As Black stumbles out, Herrera throws him down with a back body drop to cheers from the crowd. He then runs into the ropes. When Herrera comes back, he connects with a leg drop to cheers from the crowd. He turns over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Black kicks out.

Herrera picks up Black and whips him into the ropes. When Black comes back, Herrera punches him in the midsection, doubling him over. He then grabs Black and delivers a neckbreaker to cheers from the crowd. Herrera picks Black up and delivers a russian leg sweep. While Black is down, Herrera steps through the ropes and begins climbing the turnbuckles. But he's stopped once Johnny Windham climbs up onto the apron and distracts him.

While Herrera and the ref both argue with Windham, Heather Black climbs up onto the apron, reaches up and low blows Herrera to boos from the crowd. After Heather and Windham both climb back down, Black heads into the corner, climbs up onto the middle ropes, grabs Herrera and delivers a superplex to boos from the crowd. He turns over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Herrera gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Black picks up Herrera and whips him hard into the corner. As Herrera stumbles out, Black delivers a t-bone suplex to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Herrera and delivers a snap suplex. Black then picks Herrera back up, scoops him up across his shoulder and goes for a running powerslam. But Herrera slips down from behind and shoves Black into the ropes. When Black comes back, Herrera bends over to set up a back body drop. But Black counters with a powerbomb to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Herrera gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Black picks up Herrera and lifts him up for a Death Valley Driver. But Herrera slips down from behind, lifts up Black and delivers a belly to back suplex to cheers from the crowd.

As both men get up, Black nails Herrera with a punch. But Herrera comes back with a punch of his own. Black goes for another punch. But Herrera blocks it and counters with a punch. He then nails Black with another punch... and another... and another. Herrera then takes Black and whips him into the ropes. When Black comes back, Herrera lifts him up and takes him down with a samoan drop to cheers from the crowd. Herrera picks up Black, lifts him up and delivers the Final Word to cheers from the crowd. He then heads into the corner and waits for Black to get into position. When Black gets up and turns around, Herrera runs over and spears him down to cheers from the crowd. He picks up Black, brings him into the corner and sits him down on the top turnbuckle. Herrera then grabs Black, heads back towards the center of the ring and delivers the Walking Papers to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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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: Dan Herrera picks up another win here in FGA! You can talk about his lack of experience all you want. But you look at people like Michael Tomkins, A.J. Fairchild and Chris Q - all men that had very little experience before coming to FGA and becoming the top champion. Can Herrera follow their path to the championship?

[FGA Office]

The house lights go out in the arena as the opening of "Violence (Enough is Enough)" by A Day to Remember flares up. Strobe lights begin to go insane when the vocals blare out of the sound system as Kevin Hardaway appears in the entry way, wearing just jeans and his "Unbreakable" hoodie as he stands there for a few seconds. The crowd is thrilled seeing him as Kevin inhales before he makes his way down the ring.

A few hands get slapped away as once Kevin is at ringside, he hops up on the ring apron. The lights are back to normal as they enter the ring as he heads to the nearest turnbuckle and goes up to the top buckle. Some take pictures as he steps down, inhaling once more as he does the same thing on the other side of the ring before asking for the microphone from Manny Cruz, as he hands it to him right away. He taps the microphone to see if it's on and speaks...

Kevin Hardaway: I'm just going to be blunt and straightforward with you all. I want Chris Bond to come down to this ring. If you want to, Chris. You...you don't have to. I...I know your knee is bothering you, but I'd figure that I would be upfront and apologize for believing something that was actually right about you. So, if you please...

(Kevin waits for a few seconds and after a brief pause, Chris Bond steps out from behind the curtain wearing a pair of faded jeans and his FGA Redemption tee. No music, just the battle hardened veteran himself. Bond makes his way to the ring, a slight limp in his right leg. As he makes his way into the ring, Chris walks up to Kevin, who lowers the microphone. The two can be seen exchanging words, and Kevin just motions that everything is okay.

Bond motions for a microphone too, and is quickly handed one by a ring tech. The two come face to face once more in the center of the ring.)

Chris Bond: What's on your mind, Kev?

(Hardaway scratches his nose before reaching his microphone up to his lips to talk.)

Kevin Hardaway: Listen, man...I know it's been a hell of a roller coaster between you and I the past few weeks. Whether or not you were going to retire to your "retirement match" to almost blowing out your knee and now, whatever happened a couple weeks ago against the Super Mario Wrestling Bros., I'm not really 100% sure what was going on. Hell, I thought you were just faking it all this time, but...it sounds like it's something real serious back there. Although, it looks like now that you're fine. I mean, obviously you're in some pain but...I'm surprised you're walking. Because when you fell off the apron, I thought your knee gave out.

I'm just going to be blunt again. And I know I wanted to apologize for everything and I told you that I wasn't going to say anything else about it, but...it's eating at me.

(Bond lips something to Kevin and Kevin lips back at him...words that can't be heard to the crowd, but can clearly be heard in the ring between the two.)

Kevin Hardaway: It drives me bonkers, paranoid...and now THIS. When it should have mattered the most. When we were THIS close from becoming the FGA World Tag Team Champions. So tell me the truth, straight up. What the hell is going on? I'm not mad or upset at you, nor will I be mad at you later. I just need to know. You know how I roll, man. You know how stuff gets to me like no other. I just need to know.

(Bond looks out over the sea of eyes staring back at him. He raises his right hand and scratches the back of his head and stands there, staring down at the ground.)

Chris Bond: W-What do you want me to say, Kev? Do you want me to say that I've been faking my knee injury?

(Bond's face is obviously contorted with rage. The crowd is unsure of how to react, and Kevin stands there, his arms folded with dis-satisfaction.)

Chris Bond: I mean, the reason we're even standing here is because you pulled me back in. I came into the FGA lockerroom in January, ready to throw in the towel. 2013 was miserable, horrible for me. I lost to somebody who's nothing more than a human tap--his veins are full of whiskey and beer. I lost to somebody who spends more time fixing his beloved fauxhawk and playing around on Twitter, than preparing and bettering himself as a competitor. I saw someone literally dethrone the Big Bad himself and then not only drop the ball, but blame his failure on being too angry?!

(The crowd is obviously unsettled by all of this. Kevin stands there, still listening, but not really showing any emotion.)

Chris Bond: I found myself backed into a corner. Literally stuck between a rock and a hardplace. So I took the only route out that I thought was viable. Am I pr--.

(Kevin stops him right there, placing his hand up.)

Kevin Hardaway: Now, I don't know what you were planning on saying next, but I just need you to answer the question... did you fake the injury?

(His face is cold, his eyes are full of demand.

Bond takes his free hand and runs it over his hair before letting it slide down his face rub over his mouth. He steps back and leans across the ropes. Bond continues to avoid contact with Hardaway. Chris leans into the microphone, and slowly starts again.)

Chris Bond: Yes.

(Hardaway shakes his head.)

Chris Bond: I never meant to deceive anyone. I was content on throwing in the towel Kev, but you... you had to have that dream match didn't you? You couldn't just let me ride off into the sunset. So I gave you one last match. B-but you didn't want to just beat me. You wanted to solidify your legacy. You wanted to make sure that you put the final nail in my coffin. So I'm sorry if I pulled the wool over your eyes a little. I'm sorry if I fooled everybody out there. But I'm not going to let this second chance pass me by. If I have offended you or broken your trust, I'm truly sorry. Kev... look at me.

(Bond pleads for Kevin to look at him, and understand his sincerity.)

Chris Bond: I mean it man, I'm sorry for lying to you.

(Bond lowers the microphone and waits for Kevin to respond. Kevin sighs as he looks up into the ceiling and the lights, before finally listening to Bond and walking up to him, eyes now on him as he raises the microphone.)

Kevin Hardaway: Yeah...yeah, I'm...I'm sorry too.

Bond looks at Hardaway and nods at him. Hardaway smiles for a brief second at him.

...SMACK! Hardaway kicks Bond right behind his knee as the crowd reacts like they've just seen their dog get run over.

Bond goes down immediately and holds his injured knee in pain as Hardaway just stands there over him. The crowd is now in a stunned slience as you clearly hear the words of Hardaway, yelling from the top of his lungs.

Kevin Hardaway: ARE YOU FAKING THAT NOW TOO?!?!

Kick after kick, stomp after stomp to the knee and leg of Bond as Hardaway rushes out of the ring and grabs a steel chair as he slides it into the ring. A couple fans try to get their hands on Hardaway, but he pushes them off and jaw jacks with them as he slides back inside, Bond screaming and holding his leg like it's hanging there by the skin of its teeth as Hardaway just stands there, the stone cold look of determination and certainty on his face as he runs his hand through his hair...

...then he grabs Bond's leg and wraps it in the steel chair as he walks angrily towards the turnbuckle, climbing the top rope as he looks around the crowd, boos and chants and what have you being thrown at him like trash surrounding the ring. All Hardaway can do though is smile with a loving smirk across his face, and once again, he wants everybody to hear the words that come out of his mouth. He yells out...

Kevin Hardaway: YOU SEE THIS BEFORE YOU?! LOOK AT HIM!! HOPE IS FUCKING DEAD!

WHAM! A double foot stomp right to the steel chair. Bond immediately loses it as he grabs the leg again in screaming and absolute pain. It's right then that referees and security surround the ring and surround both Hardaway and Bond. Security around Hardaway of course as referees wave for the doctors to come out. Hardaway tries to break free from them but it's too much.

Kevin Hardaway: AWWW! POOR BABY! ARE YOU HURT NOW?! NOT SO BAD NOW IS IT, HUH?!?!

The doctors rush to the scene with the stretcher and the leg brace now as Bond keeps yelling to them and saying to them that he thinks his knee is completely shot as they hook them up. The crowd is booing like mad though as Hardaway is taken out of the ring. Unlike some others, he gets out and walks up the ramp.

But he stops...

...and turns around.

But he doesn't do anything. He just stares at Bond being put on the stretcher. And he laughs...like somebody watching the world burn in front of his very eyes.

And for a quick second...Bond gets a glance at Hardaway, breathing heavily, eyes red and bloodshot from the agonizing pain that his knee is going through. And they just stare at one another. For a quick second though as Hardaway leaves.

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

In 1849, California Gold Rush era....

Treasure seekers the world over streamed to California looking for a quick fortune. 

Just over 150 years later, Frontier Grappling Arts witnessed the event again. 

This time, in Washington, D.C. Over 20 of FGA's grappler's will meet up in the ring for one night only. 

It's a shot at glory. 

It's a shot at gold. 

There can only be one.

Saturday, April 19.

Who will be the last grappler standing?

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
DOM HARTER vs. RILEY OWENS
Special Guest Enforcer: Jimmy Page

The lights dim to darkness, an eerie tune begins to play as if it’s cuing up for something. Suddenly drums kick in with the distorted sounds. The lights flash along with the sounds of the heart pounding drums. “They Are Lost” by Last Remaining Pinnacle starts to play. Jimmy Page with a controlled stagger bursts through the curtains with his arms out. He raises his head as the camera zooms in on his face, a stoic expression is shown with him chewing frantically on a piece of gum. Dressed in his ring attire with a black, denim vest, he makes his way down towards the ring. He marches towards the front of the ring, take a running start and slides onto the apron, stopping in the middle. A spotlight hits him as he glares around, almost in a scowl. He takes his time, talking to the crowd for a moment, mocking them.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is your main event of the evening! Introducing first, the Special Guest Enforcer for tonight's main event! He is the reigning Pride Champion... JIMMY PAGE!

Clement: Jimmy Page has been named the Special Guest Enforcer for tonight's main event. We all know of his issues with Dom Harter. We all know of his issues with Riley Owens. Will Page be impartial and stay on the outside? Will he get physically involved? And if so, will he favor one man over the other?

Grayson: If I were Page, I'd let these two beat the Holy Hell out of each other. Not only would Riley be weak going into the Pride Championship Match, but both men would be weak heading into the Gold Rush Rumble.

The opening chords of “Superunknown” begin to play throughout the arena as Dom Harter steps out from behind the black curtain. He stands there, stroking his beard with a devilish grin on his face, not once taking his eyes off Jimmy Page as he begins his slow, deliberate walk down the aisle. Harter ignores most of the fans in attendance, their boos not affecting him as he climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring through the ropes.

Cruz: Introducing participant number one, from Cambridge, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 235 pounds! He is the "Tenacious Little Bastard"... DOM HARTER!

Once inside, Dom makes his way to the corner as he rests his arms on the top rope and his forehead against the turnbuckle pad as he waits for his opponent.

Clement: The tension in here is palpable. You can tell that these two want to just rip each other apart. But Page may just stay on the outside and let Harter and Owens knock each other silly.

“Carpe Diem” by August Burns Red begins to play over the speakers. Owens walks out onto the entrance ramp. He adjusts his wrist tape and then slowly walks down the ramp.

Cruz: And his opponent, now residing out of Miami, Florida! Weighing in at 200 pounds... RILEY OWENS!

Owens slides into the ring. He heads to the nearest turnbuckle; he climbs the turnbuckle and raises a fist. The hops off the turnbuckle and waits for his opponent.

Clement: Riley is looking to prove a point tonight. He wants to prove that he can get the job done on his own, unlike Harter. But on the outside stands Jimmy Page, a man that almost destroyed him back in February. The same man that he'll be challenging at Only the Strong Survive for the Pride Championship.

Grayson: If I were Riley, I'd keep my emotions in check and forget Page. Page is only a guest enforcer. He's not the referee. So Harter should be his only focus in that ring.

The bell sounds as Harter runs across the ring and throws out a clothesline, but Riley ducks. When Harter turns around, Riley lights up his chest with a series of knife-edge chops to cheers from the crowd. After a kick to the midsection, Riley grabs Harter and goes for an irish whip. But Harter reverses, sending Riley into the ropes. When Riley comes back, Harter goes for a back body drop. But Riley slips down from behind. He quickly grabs Harter, positioning him for a Sleeper Suplex to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers quickly turn to boos as Harter reaches back with both arms, grabs Riley and drops down, delivering a jawbreaker.

Clement: Good counter by Harter. He knew that he was mere seconds away from getting dropped right on his head.

As Riley is on the canvas, Harter gets up and puts the boots to him. He then drops down, mounting himself on top of Riley and hammers away with rights and lefts to the face to boos from the crowd. Harter then gets off of Riley, reaches down, picks him up, runs into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. He then grabs Riley again, pulls him back and slams his head back into the top turnbuckle to boos from the crowd. While he's still behind Riley, Harter delivers a kidney punch. After Riley doubles over, Harter grabs Riley and slams his head into the top turnbuckle again. He then turns Riley around before delivering a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. Harter takes Riley and whips him into the opposite corner. Harter then runs across the ring. But he runs right into an elbow to the face to cheers from the crowd. Riley then runs from out of the corner. But Harter knocks him down with a lariat to boos from the crowd. He drops down and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Riley kicks out.

Harter picks up Riley, brings him over towards the ropes and presses down on the back of his neck, choking him across the top rope to boos from the crowd. The ref goes over and gives Harter until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Harter reluctantly lets go. He then turns Riley around and whips him into the ropes. When Riley comes back, he slides through Harter's legs. When Harter turns around, Riley gets up and nails Harter with a series of shoot kicks to the chest. He then delivers a series of shoot kicks to Harter's right leg to cheers from the crowd. Riley continues chopping away at Harter's leg with those shoot kicks until Harter drops down to one knee. Riley then goes over and unleashes a series of rapid forearm strikes to the head to cheers from the crowd. He then runs into the ropes. When Riley comes back, he blasts Harter in the face with the Cyclone Kill to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Harter kicks out.

Clement: Riley chopped away at Harter, got him right where he wanted him and then nailed him with that rolling big boot to the face.

Grayson: It was smart of Riley, I'll give him that. Riley's a striker. Harter's a brawler. Both men know how to throw a punch. But Riley can't trade blows with Harter. So why not attack the leg, bring him down and have his way with him?

Riley picks up Harter and nails him with a European Uppercut. He then reaches out, grabs Harter by his fauxhawk and nails him with another European Uppercut. After delivering another European Uppercut, Harter stumbles into the ropes. Riley goes over, grabs Harter and goes for an irish whip. But Harter reverses, sending Riley into the ropes. When Riley comes back, Harter throws him down with a powerslam to boos from the crowd. He then gets up, goes over to the ropes and begins taunting Jimmy Page. But Page doesn't take the bait.

Clement: Harter's letting his emotions get the better of him.

Grayson: Harter shouldn't turn his back on an opponent. If he does that during the Rumble, he's begging to be eliminated.

Harter then turns and heads over towards Riley. After reaching down to pick up Riley by his head, Riley rolls back and kicks Harter in the head, sending him stumbling back into the ropes to cheers from the crowd. Riley then turns over, gets up and goes for a running lariat. Hater ducks the oncoming attack and dumps him over the top rope with a fireman's carry takeover. But Riley lands on his feet on the apron. When Harter turns around, Riley nails him with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. While Harter is doubled over, Riley goes for a vertical suplex to the outside. But Harter slips down from behind, lands on his feet, grabs Riley by his ankles and yanks him off the apron. Riley hits his face on the apron before falling to the floor. The crowd boos as Harter starts to put the boots to him.

Clement: Did you hear Riley's face smack against the apron?

Grayson: It was a hard fall. I wouldn't be surprised if he got knocked loopy.

Jimmy Page begins to make his way over towards Riley. He then picks up Riley and rolls him back into the ring. Once Riley is back in, Harter lets go of the ref, goes over to Riley and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Riley gets his shoulder up.

Harter picks up Riley and nails him with a forearm strike, sending him stumbling into the ropes. Harter goes over, grabs Riley, brings him away from the ropes and nails him with another forearm strike, sending Riley stumbling into the corner. Harter then goes into the corner, grabs Riley, brings him away from the ropes and connects with another forearm strike, knocking him down. He drops down and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Riley gets his shoulder up.

After Harter gets back up, he picks up Riley and throws him down with a scoop slam. He then reaches down, grabs Riley by his wrist and yanks him back up to his feet. Harter goes for a short-arm clothesline. But Riley ducks. When Harter turns around, Riley connects with a spinning backfist to cheers from the crowd. After a kick to the midsection, he snapmares Harter over. Riley then runs into the ropes. Wen Riley comes back, he connects with a grounded rolling gamengiri to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Harter gets his shoulder up.

Riley picks up Harter and nails him with a knee to the midsection, doubling him over. After placing Harter in a cravate, Riley delivers a series of knee strikes to the face to cheers from the crowd. He then snapmares Harter over before running into the ropes. When Riley comes back, he goes for Unnecessary Roughness. But Harter rolls out of the way. When Riley turns around, Harter gets up, kicks him in the midsection and goes for a piledriver. But Riley counters with a back body drop to cheers from the crowd.

As Harter sits up in pain, Riley runs over and delivers a stiff kick to the back. The thud from the blow echoes throughout the arena. As Harter arches his back in pain, Riley continues to deliver a series of shoot kicks to the back. He then nails Harter with a shoot kick to the chest, knocking him flush against the canvas. Riley then runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he connects with a jumping knee drop to cheers from the crowd. Riley makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Harter gets his shoulder up.

Riley picks up Harter and nails him with alternating forearm strikes to the face to cheers from the crowd. He then delivers a rolling solebutt kick to the midsection, doubling Harter over. Riley grabs him and goes for a brainbuster. But Harter blocks the move. So Riley tightens his grip and goes for another brainbuster. But this time, Harter blocks the move by dropping down to one knee. So Riley lets go and nails him with a knee lift that knocks him down. Riley then pulls up Harter from behind and goes for a Ripcord Lariat. But Harter ducks, swings around and grabs Riley from behind. Harter goes for a belly to back suplex. But Riley rolls over his shoulder, lands on his feet, grabs Harter from behind and sets him up for a German Suplex. But Harter panics and delivers a series of rapid elbows to the face. Once the hold his broken, Harter runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he goes for a yakuza kick. But Riley catches his foot. He then kicks out Harter's other leg, knocking him down. Riley then drops down into a Heel Hook to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: He's got him in the Heel Hook! Riley's got the Heel Hook applied!

Harter groans in pain as Riley applies more pressure. The ref asks Harter if he wants to give up. But Harter refuses to quit. So Riley applies more pressure, causing Harter's eyes to almost bulge out of his head.

Clement: Harter looks to be in immense pain. And look at Jimmy Page smirking on the outside.

Grayson: This is what he wants to see. He wants these two to put each other through the greatest amount of pain they can dish out.

The ref asks Harter if he wants to give up. But Harter won't give up. He then uses his free leg to kick away at Riley. But Riley will not let go of the hold.

Clement: Riley's got it locked on tight! Nothing is going to make him break that hold!

Grayson: How is Harter still hanging on? I would quit just to save himself for the Gold Rush Rumble.

Harter looks back and sees how far away he is from the work. So he does his best to sit up and try to scoot his way over to the ropes. As Harter is making progress, Riley delivers even more pressure, stopping Harter dead is his tracks. He tugs away at his hair as he cringes in pain.

Clement: He's got to tap out any time now. He can't take much more than this.

The ref asks Harter if he wants to give up. Harter shakes his head from side to side. He then continues to scoot back before reaching over and grabbing the bottom rope to boos from the crowd. The ref gives Riley until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Riley reluctantly breaks the hold. Once the hold is broken, Harter rolls to the outside. Riley gets up and tries to go after him, but the ref holds Riley back. While the ref's back is turned, Page heads over towards Harter. Page picks up Harter and rolls him back into the ring. Once the ref quickly looks behind him and sees Harter back in the ring, he lets go of Riley. Riley goes over and puts his hands on his hips as he walks over to the ropes. He looks at Page while he shakes his head in disgust. The two exchange words until Riley turns away from him. As Riley goes to pick up Harter, but Harter rolls him up in a small package.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Riley kicks out.

After both grapplers scramble to get back to their feet, Riley connects with a high roundhouse kick that leaves Harter dazed. He then follows up with a Rolling Elbow that clocks Harter, knocking him down to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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

Clement: Harter got rocked by that rolling elbow, but he still has the wherewithall to get his shoulder up.

Riley picks up Harter, grabs him from behind and knocks him down with the Ripcord Lariat to cheers from the crowd. He picks Harter back up and grabs him around the waist, setting him up for a Saito Suplex to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos as Harter delivers a series of elbows to the back of the head. He then knees Riley in the midsection, hooks his arms and plants him with Spin The Black Circle to boos from the crowd. Harter turns him over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Riley gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: How did he get his shoulder up?

After picking up Riley, Harter nails him with a headbutt. Riley comes back with a forearm strike. Harter nails Riley with another headbutt. But Riley comes back with another forearm strike. Harter then nails Riley with an eye poke to boos from the crowd. After a knee to the midsection, he plants Riley with a pulling piledriver to boos from the crowd. Harter picks Riley back up and punches him from behind, doubling him over. Harter then hoists up Riley for Goodnight to the World. But Riley slips down from behind. When Harter turns around, Riley connects with a spinning backfist, followed by a Rolling Elbow. Riley then turns a dazed Harter around and delivers a release tiger suplex to cheers from the crowd. As Harter slowly gets up on one knee, Riley runs over for Unnecessary Roughness. But Harter quickly gets up to his feet, grabs Riley and delivers an overhead belly to belly suplex into the turnbuckles to boos from the crowd. Harter then brings Riley from out of the corner, hoists him up and plants him with Goodnight to the World to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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THRE-NO!

Riley gets his shoulder up to cheers form the crowd.

Grayson: WHAT!? How did he do that!?

Clement: Riley kicked out of Goodnight to the World! There's still some fight left in this young man.

Harter picks up Riley and knees him in the midsection, doubling him over. He then lifts Riley up before planting him with Goodnight to the World. The crowd boos as Harter makes the cover.

"Superunknown" blares throughout the arena to boos from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, DOM HARTER!

As Harter is getting his arm raised by the ref, he pulls it away from the ref. He then stands over Riley and begins barking insults at him, telling Riley that what happened to him is all FGA's fault.

Clement: Typical Dom Harter! Always kicking someone while their down. He won the match. There's no need for this.

While Harter is still taunting Riley, Page comes up from behind and knocks him down with a forearm strike the back of the head.

Grayson: What was that for!?

Page takes his Pride Championship belt and begins whipping Harter across the back with it. The thud from each strike can be heard throughout the arena. Page reaches down, picks up Harter and drives him down onto the title belt with Nirvana.

Clement: Harter's out cold!

After pulling the belt from underneath Harter, Page turns and sees Riley slowly pulling himself up using the ropes.

Clement: Oh no. Oh no no no no no. Riley! Don't turn around!

Page clutches his championship belt. He waits patiently for Riley to turn around. As Riley stumbles back and turns around, Page runs over and goes to clock him with the championship belt. But Riley ducks. When Page turns around, Riley kicks the belt from out of his hands. He then blasts Page with a rolling elbow, knocking him down to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Down goes Page!

As Page rolls out of the ring, Riley reaches down and grabs the Pride Championship belt. He then looks up and slowly turns around, observing the crowd.

Crowd: RILEY! RILEY! RILEY! RILEY! RILEY! RILEY! RILEY! RILEY!

Riley begins to nod along before hoisting the belt in the air to an explosion of cheers. "Carpe Diem" blasts over the PA as Page is irate on the outside. Riley goes over and dangles the belt in front of Page. Page climbs up onto the apron to grab the belt, but Riley drops it onto the canvas. Page then climbs down and reaches through the ropes to grab the belt. But Riley stomps down on it to cheers from the crowd. After a struggle, Page rips the belt out from underneath Riley's boot. Page promises to "beat the shit" out of him for that. But Riley doesn't budge as he waves Page on...