Asbury Park DVD Taping (5.31.14)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

Asbury Park DVD Taping
Absury Park Convention Center
Asbury Park, NJ

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. The crowd turns sour at the very sight of him. Kevin inhales before he makes his way down the ring, sporting one of his "Unbreakable" t-shirts and a pair of blue jeans.

A few hands get kicked 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 backing into the corner as he grabs a microphone and yanks it away as he waits for the crowd to settle down.

They...they kind of don't, as it takes awhile.

Crowd: FUCK YOU, K-HARD! *clap clap, clap clap clap* FUCK YOU, K-HARD! *clap clap, clap clap clap* FUCK YOU, K-HARD! *clap clap, clap clap clap*

Hardaway is having a ball with it however. He can wait all day really. Sooner or later the crowd does quiet down and he is allowed to speak...sadly.

Kevin Hardaway: “I'm not going to lie. I honestly had WAY better things to do then appear at an FGA show for every one of you, which is why I decided to take the night off. Actually, I'm taking the night off tonight, so why does it bother to you. But unlike the last FGA show, I decided to make my presence known to the entire world tonight and let you all in on a little secret. You guys ready?”

Hardaway gets into the camera very closely, like he's going to whisper something. Although the fans can hear it.

Kevin Hardaway: “I sent in a little video a couple weeks ago to show to the people who watch these shows at home...and to the people here. I'm sure you all saw it.

‘Chris Bond's GREATEST Blunders’

It's crazy because after FGA was showing clips of his greatest triumphs, it was actually really hard to choose what clips I could have used for his blunders. Because honestly, FGA ran out of his triumphs very quickly. His "Greatest Blunders" collection...that was just Volume 1 out of MANY. Just like there is of MY triumphs. I could show you all clip after amazing clip of my career so far. The title wins, the accomplishments, the ways I have beaten my greatest enemies into a pile of mush. There's enough to have 5, maybe 6 DVD sets of. How many would Chris Bond get? One half?

Bitch please!

He wouldn't even get a third. And my theory is true. That Chris Bond…”


"If you take a life, do you know what you'll give...
Odds are, you won't like what it is...
When the storm arrives, would you be seen with me...
By the merciless eyes I've deceived...
I've seen angels fall from blinding heights...
But you yourself are nothing so divine...
Just next in line..."


His face grows cold as the capacity crowd in the Asbury Park Convention Center rise to their feet’ letting off a massive chorus of cheers that nearly blow the roof off.

Hardaway continues to shake his head as “You Know My Name” continues to play. The crowd continue to cheer their little hearts out as finally, after what seems like an eternity, Chris Bond emerges from behind the trademark red and black FGA Lion.

His eyes are cold as he locks his sight on the man standing in the ring ahead of him, Kevin Hardaway merely smirks an arrogant smirk.

Wearing his black and red “#FGAProud” tee and a pair of loose fitting jeans, the battle hardened veteran makes his way down the aisle and up the steps. Hardaway, meanwhile, mocks Bond as he gets in the ring by making fun of his knee injury. The crowd’s cheers for their favorite underdog completely drown out a few of the choice words being exchanged by the two men in the ring. Bond produces a microphone from his back pocket, and Hardaway rolls his eyes

Chris Bond: “I’m sure whatever you were going to say just now was nothing more than bullshit, to put it bluntly, but I’m glad to see that my name still lingers on the tip of your tongue. IN FACT, I’m pretty certain that there hasn’t been a day that has gone by in the last three-plus weeks that you haven’t muttered my name at least once. I gotta say Kevin, this obsession you have with me is borderline stalking.”

A small chuckle echoes throughout the crowd as Hardaway just extends his arm and flips Bond the bird. And it’s pretty obvious he tells Bond exactly what he can do.

Chris Bond: “Listen, you’ve been doing a little gloating about ending my career… but it seems I’ve got some bad news for you… I’m not done yet.”

The crowd once more grows uproarious and lets out a massive cheer, much to the chagrin of one Kevin Hardaway.

Kevin Hardaway: “Are you really this stupid? Do you not know when to quit? Please don’t tell me you’re out here to offer up some hope-filled speech about not being down and out… I mean what the hell do you have to fight for anyways? You kid? Wasn’t it enough humiliation to let him bare witness to that devastating loss at Only the Strong Survive? Your family? Haven’t they felt enough disgust over how disappointing you really are? What the fuck do you have to fight for anyway?”

The crowd lets out a loud and simple boo, one that rolls across the arena like a blanket of thunder.

Chris Bond: “Pride, Kevin. Mine, theirs, and it’s really just something you wouldn’t understand.”

Hardaway lets out a massive laugh.

Kevin Hardaway: “Oh please, don’t give me that hashtag-FGA Proud bullshit. You can’t honestly tell me that these people believe that…”

He lowers his microphone, casting his hands out to prove that these people don’t believe in any of that crap. All this does is offer an open forum for them to the show their love and their support, by chanting “FGAProud” loudly, cleanly, and repetitively.

Chris Bond: “See Kev, they get it. You wouldn’t because you’re nothing more than a coward who has to rely on a past legacy that tarnished long ago. I mean for Christ’s sake you’ve been bragging about ending my career when it’s obvious you haven’t. Which I guess is why I’m out here. Your constant jabs and endless train of bullshit has got to stop. So I’m offering you the chance… one… more… match.”

The crowd erupts into another cheer, letting the entire FGA Nation know that they’re firmly behind the idea of one more match by chanting, you guessed it, “ONE-MORE-MATCH! ONE-MORE-MATCH!”

Kevin Hardaway: “My GOD! These people are just as fucking dense as you are! No. No spiel, no teasing, I’m not going to beat your ass one more time, just so you can pretend to be relevant. It’s not going to happen.”

If Adolph Hitler were there, standing in a room full of Jews, even he wouldn’t have as much heat on him now as Kevin Hardaway does. And their booing is very vocal and very aggressive. Hardaway mocks them, wiggling his fingers at them. Bond just lowers his head, shaking it in a disappointing manner.

Chris Bond: “You know Kev, you’re as predictable as a pop-up book. I had a feeling you were gonna say that, which is why, I’m going to make you an offer you can’t refuse.”

The crowd goes quiet, awaiting to find out this irresistible offer. Hardaway purses his lips and folds his arms, waiting for it as well.

Chris Bond: “You like to pride yourself on being the ‘Voice of Violence’, and after digging into your faded glory, I came across a specific match that you seem to love. You seem to flourish in it’s atmosphere… and you seem to love the carnage that you create.

You want to take credit for ending my career, well here’s an actual opportunity. I want you, one final time, in a ‘Chivalry is Dead’ match.”

The crowd explodes in glee, knowing that anything goes for both men… and they can’t wait to see Bond cave in the skull of Kevin Hardaway with a steel chair.

Hardaway smirks a Grinch-like grin.

Kevin Hardaway: You're...you're serious? Tell me you're not being serious, Bondo? You want to deal with me in a 'Chivalry is Dead' match? You just don't know when to just give up and fold up like a suitcase. All you just had to do was come out here and ACCEPT the fact that your little hashtag-FGAProud movement was over with. That *I* was the better person in this ring. That I FINALLY outsmarted you for a change. And yet...here you are, trying to get ONE last moment in the sun.

You just won't quit, will you?

And NOW you challenge me to THAT kind of match? You're fucking out of your mind. Have you SEEN what I can do in something like this? You see what I did to poor Sophie O'Brien early on in my FRONTIER career? We had one of the first Chivalry is Dead matches and I came out on top. Have you even heard from her since? What about...

Hardaway takes a huge gulp and mutters under his breath for a few seconds before continuing.

Kevin Hardaway: What about Brad Kane? What do you get when you try to throw me and my career under a bus for the world to see? You get a fucking cricket bat to the face. That's what I did to him.

And what about the legendary Pat Gordon Jr.? Remember when we main evented...YEAH, I SAID MAIN EVENTED the very first FRONTIER vs. FGA show in this kind of match? Yeah, you can say I lost. But what me and him accomplished in that very match is the fucking REASON why I have a contract with FGA in the first place. I got headbutted in MID-AIR and it got me enough money to put my daughter in college.

So, Bondo...you really want to wake me up? You really want to enter MY nightmare?

He lowers the microphone and the crowd is ACTUALLY agreeing with him, kickstarting the infamous "YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!" chant from the crowd.

Kevin Hardaway: YOU'RE ON!

A nuclear response from the crowd is unleashed at that very announcement, but Hardaway is quick to cut him off.

Kevin Hardaway: Just note something, Bond. I'm finally going to end this once and for all...ANY WAY I have to. I'm not going to be held responsible for what goes down. You...you just have NO idea what you're getting into. You might as well want some pallbearers at the ready. You might want them to ready the grave digger. You might want to kiss your son good bye, because after I'm done with you...he won't have a father to fall back on.

A large groan rolls across the audience and Bond just smirks for a moment. But not long before tackling Hardaway to ground. Punches are starting to be laid in left and right and the crowd erupts into a massive cheer. Bond is first to roll off from Hardaway, landing a couple quick kicks to his abdomen. He quickly pulls his shirt off and pulls Hardaway up by the neck, but Kev nails a hard jab to the gut, sending the battle hardened veteran keeling over. Hardaway grabs Bond by the neck and pulls him in for the “End of Heartache” but Bond pushes out of it and nails Hardaway with a Double-A styled spine buster. But just before Bond could nail it fully, Hardaway grabs a hold of Bond’s head and the two fall to the mat in some weird DDT/spine buster hybrid.

Referees and wrestlers pour out and slide in to try and force the two apart. As punches fly and hands clasp to try and separate them, a stray kick sends a couple of the referees flying to the outside of the ring. More guys rush out, finally able to wedge themselves in between the two. Bond has a bloody lip, Hardaway with a gash above his eye. As Bond is being pushed out towards the back, Hardaway mouths off in the ring about how he’s not going to be held responsible, that the blood is on his own hands… but Bond doesn’t care. He tries running back in, but gets separated once more. The fans are on their feet, shouting and chanting for more carnage and blood.

[FGA Office]

Kevin Clement: What an announcement we just heard at the top of this show! Now confirmed for All-Star Showdown III: Kevin Hardaway versus Chris Bond in a Chivalry is Dead match! Unbelievable! Hello and welcome to another FGA presentation. I'm Kevin Clement! Joining me as always is my colleague, Evan Grayson! We come to you this evening from Asbury Park, New Jersey! Man, what a way to kick off the show!

Evan Grayson: Is Chris Bond crazy? Is he out of his mind? A Chivalry is Dead Match. A match where there are no rules. There's no disqualification... no count out. Only one man can survive. And it won't be Chris Bond! Do you remember Final Frontier? Do you remember when Dom Harter handcuffed Chris Bond's arms behind his back and then repeatedly hit him over the head with a chair? Well guess what? What happens in this match will be ten times worse. Do you want to know why? Guess who saved Bond that night? Kevin Hardaway! No one is going to save Bond this time!

Clement: Time will tell on that. Tonight, we have two huge tag team matches. The semifinals of DDT3, the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament will take place tonight. In our first semifinals match, Chaz Holiday and Hadley take on the Young Guns. Then, in our main event, it's a match that's had the online wrestling community buzzing. I'm talking about Sex Sells going up against the Sparklebuddies.

Grayson: Both matches should be great. But that main event? I can already tell it's going to be something else.

Clement: Of course, the winners will then face each other in the finals in two weeks. That team will then go on to face the FGA World Tag Team Champions at All-Star Showdown III. I say the FGA World Tag Team Champions because right now, the Super Mario Wrestling Bros are defending their titles against the Man Made Monsters in Las Vegas, Nevada!

Grayson: That's right. Adam Stryker and Spencer Vain will look to become the new champs when they challenge the SMWB for the gold at PWP 8.

Clement: Also here tonight, the new Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion Joshua Black goes one on one with Jared James in non-title action. Chaths makes his in-ring return as he takes on Camellia D. Magna. And up next, we've got Xavier Daniels going up against Mark Storm. So let's send it to the ring where Manny Cruz is standing by for the in-ring introductions...

Xavier Daniels vs. Mark Storm

The arena's lights die as "F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X" hits the PA system, cuing the cheers of the FGA fans. A single spotlight blinks on, lighting up the entrance stage as Xavier Daniels pushes himself through the curtain. Here he slowly paces around, taking in crowd reaction before taking center stage just in time for the sound bite cues both the lighting and Xavier himself to pick up. Xavier throws his head forward a bit scuffing his hair as red and gold lights suddenly begin flashing around the arena to the beat.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts…weighing in at 200 pounds... XAVIER DANIELS!

The Boston native starts a B-Line strut towards the ring, making sure to play up the crowd, evening touching the hands of a few as he passes by. When he reaches the protective padding around ringside he bolts up the ring steps and leaps to the second turnbuckle. From here Xavier spreads his arms apart and peers out at the crowd taking in their reaction. After a few seconds he jumps into the ring and takes a spot at the opposite corner where he begins stretching while he awaits his opponent.

Clement: This is Xavier’s second run in FGA. He looks to be much more focused this time around and I expect him to make a bigger impact.

Grayson: I don’t think he’s changed at all. I expect another disappointing run from Xavier and then he can join his friend, Sean Sands, in the unemployment line.

Clement: I’m pretty sure Sean Sands is still wrestling in some company…

Grayson: Who cares??

The lights in the arena engulf into darkness, as the eyes of the audience are now glued on the entrance ramp as they wait patiently for the arrival of Mark Storm. Playing through the PA System "Fly Away" by Lenny Kravitz, as pyrotechnics shoot up around the stage as the audience get up on their feet and cheer as emerging from the tunnel is Mark Storm who stands on the top of the entrance ramp.

Clement: Mark Storm makes his FGA debut tonight and he joins the roster with an impressive list of accomplishments. Let’s see if his former success will translate to the FGA ring.

Grayson: That’s exactly the point, Kev. It doesn’t matter what he’s done outside this company. Until he proves himself here, Mark Storm is just another nobody.

With a smirk on his face, the future of wrestling raises his arms up high in the air, embracing the love of the audience before making his way down to the entrance ramp.

I wish that I could fly
Into the sky
So very high
Just like a dragonfly

I'd fly above the trees
Over the seas in all degrees
To anywhere I please

Oh I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah yeah yeah

Cruz: And his opponent, from Brooklyn, New York…weighing in at 225 pounds... MARK STORM!

At this point, Storm has reached the bottom of the entrance ramp, after connecting with high fives with a few of the audience members by the ramp. He jumps onto the apron before entering the ring, immediately he hoists himself up onto the nearest turnbuckle, with his hands crossed together in an x position he raised his arms up in the air, glaring at the fans in attendance holding their FGA merchandise and chanting his name. Storm jumps down from the top rope, licking his dry lips as he goes over to his corner clasping his hands together as he is prepared for action!

The bell sounds and both men briefly circle the ring before locking up. Storm uses his slight size advantage to back Daniels into the corner. He breaks the lock and delivers a couple sharp chops the chest of Xavier as the crowd reacts to the slapping sound heard throughout the arena. Daniels absorbs the chops, then quickly reverses position and turns Storm into the corner. Daniels lands a few hard chops of his own before attempting to whip Storm into the opposite turnbuckle, but Storm reverses the whip and sends Daniels across the ring instead. Storm tries to follow up with a clothesline, but Xavier moves out of the away at the last second and Storm crashes into the turnbuckle. Daniels immediately tries to capitalize and rolls Storm up, looking for the early cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Storm kicks out.

The crowd gasps at how close the pinfall was as both men shoot back up to their feet.

Grayson: Lots of counters early on. These two seem to be evenly matched.

Clement: You’re right. Daniels almost caught him with that roll up though. One little mistake might be all it takes in this contest.

The two men lock up again and Storm is able to get behind Daniels. He applies a full nelson and starts to deliver knees to Xavier’s kidneys. Daniels tries to break the hold, but Storm is too strong. After hitting about five knees, Storm lifts Daniels into the air and brings him down to the mat with a full nelson slam. Storm follows up with a cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Daniels kicks out.

Storm stays on the attack by bringing Xavier to his feet. After landing a few short punches, Storm sets Daniels up for a suplex. Xavier tries to block the move, but finally Storm is able to lift him into the air and bring him down to the mat. Storm picks Daniels up again and positions him for a powerbomb, but it’s blocked. Daniels breaks away and quickly lands a dropkick that sends Storm to the mat. The fans applaud the action as Daniels gets back to his feet. He runs over to the corner and leaps up to the top rope. Xavier waits for Storm to get to his feet before attempting a diving crossbody, but Storm moves out of the way and Daniels crashes onto the mat.

Clement: Nobody home that time!

Grayson: That was a risky move that didn’t pay off. See what I mean? Xavier hasn’t improved at all…

Storm doesn’t waste time before delivering some stiff boots to his fallen opponent. Mark backs away and now he’s waiting for Xavier to get to his feet. Daniels is slow getting up. Once he reaches his feet, Storm charges in and blasts him with a huge superman punch! The crowd reacts as Daniels crumbles to the mat.

Clement: Storm calls that the New York Hustle! Daniels might be out cold.

Storm makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Daniels just kicks out.

Storm thought he had the victory there, but he doesn’t stop his attack. He pulls Daniels up by his hair and gets behind his opponent. Storm tries to lift him up for a German suplex, but Daniels blocks the move. Xavier lands a few elbows to Storm and he reverses position. Now Daniels attempts a German suplex of his own, but Storm blocks. It’s Storm’s turn to reverse position as he once again ends up behind Daniels. He goes for another German suplex and connects! He holds onto Xavier’s waist and picks him up again, delivering a second German suplex. Storm holds on and connects with a third suplex. The crowd cheers.

Clement: Triple Trouble from Storm!

Grayson: Does he have a cute little name for all his moves?

Xavier looks to be finished, but instead of going for the cover, Storm brings him up again. He holds Daniels in his arms and gets him into position for his finisher, The Storm. He goes for the swinging STO, but Daniels counters at the last second with an elbow to the midsection. Xavier comes alive again and quickly delivers an Argentine backbreaker, transitioning into a wheelbarrow facebuster!

Clement: Dodon The End!

Grayson: Come on…you just made that up. This is getting ridiculous…

The fans are behind Daniels as he once again makes his way over to the corner and climbs to the top rope. The FGA fans jump to their feet. He looks down at Storm and measures his distance before leaping off the top, landing the Spiral Tap onto Storm! Daniels makes the cover…

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

"F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, XAVIER DANIELS!

[FGA Office]

Blake Jones is seen standing backstage, staring at his phone as he is leaning up against the wall. Already dressed in his ring gear, the young man out of Philadelphia begins tapping away at the screen, looking as if he is either texting or tweeting. Once he’s finished, he closes the phone and slips it into his right pocket before letting out a sigh. The young man clearly looks nervous for his Dynamic Duos match tonight against Chaz Holiday and Hadley.

That is when something of an odd sight came marching into view. He seemed to be wondering somewhat aimlessly backstage, his head constantly twisting and turning as he curiously examined his surroundings. His Nordic garb made him seem displaced in time, the large black war hammer gripped in his fist only driving that point home further. What was even more bizarre was his apparent green skin and head of an amphibian. Currently approaching Blake Jones was what could only be described as: a frog viking. His head ceased it’s twists and turns as Blake seemed to catch the attention of his large bulbous eyes as he drew closer.

Thunderbelly: WHAT SAY THEE, HARDIEST WARRIOR OF THE FRONTIER?!

Blake looks at the....frog viking with one of the most confused looks you’d see on a person in your life. Noticing that he is just staring at the...person in front of him, Blake shakes his head and clears his throat as he locks...eyes(?) with the person in front him.

Blake Jones: Are you...um...Thunderbelly?

His arm suddenly jerked toward Blake, hammer still gripped in his hand, moving as if he were about to attempt to uppercut the man but stopping just short of his face.

Thunderbelly: AYE! I am THUNDERBELLY THE STORM BEARER! I am most flattered that you are familiar with my name, though yours escapes me at the moment.

The Nordic warrior blooks Blake up and down for a moment. He was dressed in uniform much like the other competitors he had seen, colorful form fitting garments in check. No doubt this man was getting ready for some form of upcoming match.

Thunderbelly: Ah, I see thou readies himself for combat! May glory ride with you this day, my friend! Tell me of thine name, warrior, so that I may tell unto others tales of your conquests this day!

Blake Jones: Thanks.

Blake cracks a smile.

Blake Jones: And my name is Blake Jones. I’m one of the guys competing in that tag team title tourney that’s being hosted. You know, Dynamic Duos?

Thunderbelly: Ah, yes! I’ve heard tale of such grand spectacles! If I were to come to these lands sooner, I may have attempted to find a brother in arms mineself! Though…

It seemed as though his own hammer caught his eye, then looking back to the form of Blake, noticing no similar tool as his own on his person.

Thunderbelly: I notice you warriors nary carry any arms into battle thyself. What glory is there in defeating an unarmed man? Need you weapon, Blake Jones?

Blake suddenly finds the odd man’s hammer shoved into his face once more.

Thunderbelly: Because, you may carry my Stormbringer into combat with you, if need be! It would bring me great honor to see it help you and your brother attain victory in this sport most Dynamic!

Blake chuckles as he looks down at his feet, then looks at his hands before returning his gaze back to the...”interesting” man in front of him.

Blake Jones: Thanks for the offer, but no thanks. I have my weapons...

Jones points to his legs.

Blake Jones: They’re called my legs....

Then he waves around his hands.

Blake Jones: And my hands. And that’s all I really need. But thanks for the offer, dude. But, uh, if you don’t mind, I have to go check and see if my comrade is ready for later tonight.

Jones gives Thunderbelly a nod before moving past him and patting him on the back before disappearing out of the scene.

Thunderbelly simply stands in silence for a few moments, low tracking Jones in the direction he disappeared, the words he spoke still processing in his head.

Thunderbelly: Weapons of hand and leg?

Suddenly the amphibious Nordic burst out into a loud belly laughter, each chuckle as thunderous as the next as he lay a hand on his chest.

Thunderbelly: YES! To defeat ones enemies with nothing more than what has been provided to him from birth! To do battle to the very end with nothing more than flesh on flesh and bone on bone! To know you’ve defeated your opponents with not a superior weapon, but truly bested them with superior skill! BY THE NINE REALMS OF YGGDRASIL THE VERY THOUGHT OF SUCH THINGS!

With a loud cracking of floor panels, Thunderbelly suddenly throws his hammer to the ground, the heavy head of the weapon sticking to the now broken floor, now thrusting his fists into the air above his head as he shouts to the heavens.

Thunderbelly: HOW GLORIOUS!!!

The scene slowly fades out.

[FGA Office]

(We cut to some footage that was shot earlier today. We see Chaz Holiday arriving to the arena and there several wrestling reporters there. As Chaz is walking towards the building, they start asking him questions.)

Reporter #1: Chaz, rumors are that you’re going to challenge Joshua Black for the title tonight, is that true?

Chaz Holiday: Never believe rumors.

Reporter #2: Do you regret giving Joshua Black the title match now?

Chaz Holiday: Hindsight is 20/20. Doesn’t matter now.

Reporter #3: You realize Dom Harter warned you about this on Twitter right? About giving anyone and everyone a title shot?

Chaz Holiday: I’m a fighting champion. I made a decision and I have to live with it.

Reporter #2: How do you plan on getting the title back?

Chaz Holiday: By doing what I did in the first place. Winning a match.

Reporter #1: Are you willing to cheat like he did, to win?

Chaz Holiday: I don’t need to cheat to beat him. I’ve proven that already.

Reporter #3: Chaz, do you-

Chaz Holiday: Look guys. I’m done with questions today… Sorry.

(He walks into the entrance of the building, leaving the reporters behind and the footage cuts out there.)

[FGA Office]

Chaths vs. Camellia D. Magna

Red, blue, and green lights begin to flash as the opening chords of “Battle Without Honor or Humanity” by Tomoyasu Hotei begin to pour out of the speakers. Chaths makes his way out from the back, a black bandana covering his face. The crowd hurls boos and curses at him as he stops at the ramp and raises a single finger into the air. He slowly scans the audience as he brings the finger to where his lips would be. The attempt to silence the crowd only makes the audience boo louder. He begins to walk towards the ring, his finger still to his face. The fans continue their verbal onslaught as he finally removes the finger and you can tell he's chuckling behind the bandana.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at 210 pounds... CHATHS!

He makes his way up the stairs and enters through the ropes. He scans the crowd once more before linking eyes with his opponent. Slowly, he reaches behind him and unties the bandana, revealing a smirk on his arrogant mug. He then reties the bandana around his head/neck before waiting for the match to begin.

Clement: Two weeks ago, Chaths made his return to FGA and publicly criticized the roster. He claimed that FGA is now too soft and lackadaisical. But those words may come back to bite him sooner than later.

Grayson: Maybe. Maybe not. But I have no doubt that Chaths can take care of himself. People can talk about The Church of Beyond being a lost cause all they want. But Chaths proved time and time again in 2013 that he was a force inside the ring. He made it to the finals of the Frontier Lions Cup. He is a former Pride Champion, having beaten Chris Bond. This man can handle anything that the rest of the FGA roster can throw at him.

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

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

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

Clement: After her win two weeks ago, Cami was attacked by her old foe Thaddeus Grey. We thought the issues between these two were over at Only The Strong Survive, when Cami eliminated Grey from the Rumble. But as we saw two weeks ago, Grey is far from done with her.

Grayson: Absolutely not. Grey wants to finish this once and for all in a Loser Leaves Town Match at All-Star Showdown III. We've learned since then that Cami has accepted. But I'm not sure that was a wise move on her part. Grey is determined to rid FGA of her once and for all. I've seen the determination in that man's eyes. He isn't going to go down without a fight.

The bell sounds as Chaths runs over and knocks down Cami with a spinning heel kick to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Right off the bat, Chaths starts things off by blindsiding Cami.

Grayson: I see he still knows how to fight at that aggressive pace of his. The match has barely gotten underway and already he's on the attack.

Chaths gets back to his feet and puts the boots to her. He then reaches down, picks up Cami, places her in a side headlock and rakes her eyes along the top rope. The crowd boos as Cami stumbles into the corner. Chaths stalks her from behind, grabs her by the head and slams it into the top turnbuckle. After turning Cami around, Chaths pummels her down in the corner with closed fists to the face. After Cami is down in the corner, Chaths reaches down and chokes her with his foot to boos from the crowd. The ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Chaths reluctantly lets go. He reaches down, pulls up Cami by her hair and whips her into the opposite corner. Chaths runs across the ring. But Cami darts out of the way, causing Chaths to collide chest-first with the top turnbuckle to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Nobody was home on that one! Maybe Chaths was too aggressive there...

As Chaths stumbles back, Cami runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she delivers a hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd. Chaths gets up, but Cami runs over and knocks him down with a dropkick. Chaths gets back up, but Cami connects with a dropkick that sends him stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. As Chaths pulls himself up using the edge of the apron, Cami runs into the ropes. When Cami comes back, she leaps through the ropes and knocks him down with a suicide dive to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Cami flies through the ropes and knocks down the former Church of Beyond member.

Grayson: Chaths may have gotten too aggressive there and now, Cami is making him pay. But at the drop of a hat, Chaths can be right back in control of this thing...

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

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Chaths kicks out.

Cami picks up Chaths and goes for an irish whip. But Chaths reverses, sending Cami into the ropes. When Cami comes back, Chaths throws her down with an exploder suplex to boos from the crowd. He presses his forearm across her jaw as he makes the pin.

Clement: Chaths throws her down with a lightning quick exploder. He goes over the cover. One!... Two!... and... no, Cami gets her shoulder up.

Chaths picks her up, grabs her by the wrist and delivers a short-arm clothesline to boos from the crowd. Without letting go of the wrist, Chaths yanks her back up, only to knock her down with another short-arm clothesline to boos from the crowd. Chaths reaches down, pulls Cami up by her hair and delivers a headbutt, sending her stumbling into the ropes. As Chaths approaches, Cami throws out a kick to the midsection. She goes for another kick, but Chaths swats it down and pops her in the face with a closed fist, knocking her down. After placing Cami throat-first across the middle rope, Chaths steps to the outside and delivers a hangman's choke to boos from the crowd.

Clement: A blatant choke there by Chaths! By I woul expect nothing less from him.

Grayson: Hey, he's still got to the count of five to break the hold.

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

Chaths lets go, only to follow up with an uppercut that knocks Cami off the ropes. While she's still down, Chaths climbs back up onto the apron, makes his way across the ring and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Chaths leaps off, going for a diving double foot stomp. But Cami rolls out of the way to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Cami rolls out of the way just in the nick of time!

After the momentum sends Chaths rolling forward, he gets up and runs back over to attack Cami. But Cami delivers a drop toe hold onto the middle rope to cheers from the crowd. Cami gets up, grips the top rope and delivers a slingshot leg drop to the back of the head. The crowd cheers as Chaths rolls around the ring in pain.

Clement: What a maneuver that was by Cami! She's got the former Pride Champion down.

Grayson: But can she capitalize?

Once Chaths is able to get back up and turn around, Cami springboards onto the top rope, leaps off and connects with a missile dropkick to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Chaths gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Cami picks up Chaths and whips him into the ropes. When Chaths comes back, she connects with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Chaths gets nailed right in the jaw with that heel kick from Cami! Could this be enough for three...

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Chaths gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Cami picks up Chaths and goes for an irish whip. But Chaths reverses, sending Cami into the ropes. When Cami comes back, she delivers the Crown of Thorns to cheers from the crowd. Chaths gets up, but Cami knocks him down with a running jumping calf kick to cheers from the crowd. Chaths gets back up, but Cami sends him back down to the canvas with a jumping spin kick to the head.

Clement: Cami's back in firm control of this one, Evan! I don't know how much longer Chaths can last.

Grayson: Come on, Chaths! You've got this...

While Chaths is down, Cami heads out onto the apron. Once a dazed Chaths gets up and turns around, Cami goes for the Snapdragon Fire. But Chaths counters with a sitdown powerbomb to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: Not this time, Cami!

Clement: What a counter that was by Chaths!

After picking up Cami, Chaths delivers the Chaths' Razor, followed by the Cottonmouth to boos from the crowd. While Chaths is down, Chaths taunts her with the Silencer to more boos from the crowd. As Cami tries to get up to her feet, Chaths runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he connects with the Coercion to boos from the crowd. Chaths makes the cover.

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THREE!

"Battle Without Honor or Humanity" plays to boos from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, CHATHS!

The ref goes to raise Chaths' arm, but Chaths pulls it away from the ref.

Clement: Cami controlled several portions of this contest. But Chaths was able to bounce back and pick up the win.

Grayson: He looked solid in his return. He's got a couple of new moves in the arsenal. But he's still got the same crispness to his moves. He still keeps up the same aggressive pace. I'm expecting big things out of Chaths going forward.

Clement: He was impressive. Though you've got to wonder if thoughts of Thaddeus Grey plagued Cami in this one.

Grayson: They better not have. If Grey is in her head that much, then she's already lost. She mind as well pack her bags and leave now.

[FGA Office]

(The show cuts backstage; the sight of a locker room door adorned with glitter and sparkles fills the screen. The door, however, is slightly ajar as voices can be heard from inside. The cameraman stealthily approaches, pushing the door open even wider so we can see the source of the voices. The Sparklebuddies team of Laurel Anne Hardy and Annie Zellor are standing inside their locker room, ready dressed in their matching attire.)

Annie Zellor: I’m just so nervous … like, this is one of the biggest matches of my career!

Laurel Anne Hardy: One of the biggest of your career so far... is this your first main event?
You’ll have a lot more to come, I promise.

Annie Zellor: Umm, I main evented Defiance XII back in HKW, ‘cause that was when I won the No Limits title from Ava. But this is my first main event here in FGA!

(Annie smiles broadly, suddenly perking up at the mention of winning her first ever title. Laurel puts an arm around her shoulders.)

Laurel Anne Hardy: Remember babe, no matter many butterflies you have, we can do this. We’re in there tonight with one of the best tag teams in the world but we’re gonna prove the power of #sparklebuddies… you know people been sayin’ they think this could be a match of the year candidate? They wouldn’t be sayin’ that if they didn’t know how good all four of us are.

Annie Zellor: Sooo many people have been saying that, it’s pretty overwhelming and stuff. But do you really think we can win tonight?

(Laurel grins her big, broad smile.)

Laurel Anne Hardy: I do. I really do. Cindy an’ Cordy ain’t gonna make it easy, but that’s exactly what’ll push us to the next level. They’re gonna force us to go above an’ beyond, and we will do exactly that.

Annie Zellor: They’re gonna be really tough, but if you think we can do this … then so do I.

(Annie steps forward and hugs her friend around the waist. Laurel places her arms around the youngster’s shoulders to reciprocate the gesture. They break the hug before continuing.)

Annie Zellor: Oh my God, just think, if Chaz and Hadley win their match tonight and we can win ours, then it’s gonna be an all #sparklebuddy final! That’d be sooo cool!

Laurel Anne Hardy: I know! I’d love that. I mean… Young Guns are amazin’, obviously. It’d be a pleasure to face them. But if we get an all #sparklebuddy final… ah, that’d be somethin’ else, babe.

Annie Zellor: It’d be amazing. Ok … we can do this, I’m ready for the biggest fight of my career...so far. And I’ve even got my #grrface ready!

(Annie giggles as she pulls one of her patented #grrfaces at her tag team partner. Laurel returns the #grrface, and we fade on them #grrfacing each other.)

[FGA Office]

Stagehand: “And then I told him there’s no way that a team with a wrestler that’s only fought two matches can win the FGA Tag Team Championships…”

(The cameraman lifts his finger up to hush the stagehand.)

Cameraman: “Hold up, you hear that?”

Stagehand: “What?”

Cameraman: “Shh…”

(The cameraman picks up his camera and walks over to the edge of the hallway. He peeks around the corner and sees Dan Herrera, Chaz Holiday, and Cindy Parker talking in the hallways. He turns on his camera and begins filming the scene. The stagehand walks up besides him and sees what he is filming. He smiles and nods at him as the scene unfolds.)

Dan Herrera: “I appreciate the sentiment, but I really don’t understand what you are trying to tell me Chaz. Me and Dom have been friends for a long time. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt that.”

(Dan shifts uncomfortably against the wall listening to what knowledge Chaz and Cyncity bring to the conversation.)

Chaz Holiday: “I understand you’ve been friends. But Dom Harter is… Dom Harter. He will do whatever it takes to stay at the top. Whatever it takes to be the top guy and keep that title.”

(Dan runs his hand over his bald head before continuing.)

Dan Herrera: “Perhaps, but if there’s no one there to celebrate being at the top with. What’s the point? You’re his friend too Cindy, what do you think?”

Cyncity: “Well, erm… I don’t really know. Ever since I’ve known Dom he’s been nothing but nice to me, and like you two have been friends for a long time now. Then again, I have heard the stories about what Dom did to get the title. Heck, I was here for some of it. I guess what I’m trying to say is… You’re in a pretty tough jam, Danman.”

(Dan shakes his head hearing what Cindy has to tell him. He didn’t consider any of this a problem before this conversation, but perhaps he was wrong.)

Dan Herrera: “Until today I didn’t assume I was in any jam. Seems like I’m the only one that doesn’t seen an issue here. I mean, he’s stepped on people yes, but they were people that deserved to be stepped on. I don’t deserve anything like that, and we’re friends so it wouldn’t make any sense.”

Chaz Holiday: “Dan… I know you want to believe that he wouldn’t do anything to you to hurt you in any way. But you have to admit… You can’t put it past him either. You said it yourself. Look at the history. Look at the track record. It speaks for itself. Am I saying he’s going to do something? No. I’m just saying… As your friend… Be careful.”

Cyncity: “I don’t know, maybe there isn’t a jam here. If there’s one thing I know about Dom is that he stays loyal to the people he considers friends and Dan’s one of those people. Same time, everybody who’s everyone knows how long and how hard Dom worked to get the FGA World Championship. He doesn’t wanna lose it, and who would? You don’t really know what you’re capable of until you’re put in a position where everything you worked for can be ripped right away from you in three seconds. At the end of it, you two and Jimmy Page are fighting for the FGA World Championships. I don’t really think friendships are going to be important to Page, or even Dom then.”

(Dan shakes his head at Cindy knowing that what she is saying has some fine points in it. He took a deep breath before responding.)

Dan Herrera: “I appreciate what you guys are saying. I agree with you that it’ll be every man for himself. I just don’t believe that undermined tactics between Dom and myself are what it will come down to. It wouldn’t be right and he knows that. But if you guys are right, I better be prepared for anything, as sad as that may be. I just don’t believe that it’ll come to that.”

Chaz Holiday: “You know him better than I do, Dan. All I know is Dom is obsessed with that title. And you know what kinds of things obsession leads to. I’m just sayin’...”

Dan Herrera: “Yeah…”

Cyncity: “Maybe… Maybe you should talk to him?”

Dan Herrera: “You’re right. Better to fully understand when the information’s coming right from the source right? I think I will. Thanks guys, I appreciate it.”

Chaz Holiday: “You got it, bud. Good luck.”

Cyncity: “Byyyeeee Dan!”

(Dan walks away from Chaz and Cindy, presumably to go and find Dom, wherever he may be. The cameraman then hits stop on his camera and the scene fades to black.)

[FGA Office]

Semifinals of the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament
Young Guns vs. Chaz Holiday & Hadley

(The lights in the arena dim a bit and all turn blue as "New Medicines" by Dead Poetic begins to play. The screen starts to show running water over the screen with different two colored pills running through the water as it pours down the screen. The name "Hadley" appears on the screen as the song lyrics begin being sung.)

These are the words that tear you apart.
And these are the words that take you away.
And these are just words they'll tear you apart.
When no one here will say what needs to say.

(Hadley walks out from behind the curtain. She walks down the ramp as the blue lights continue to pour down on the arena. She makes it to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. She walks over to one corner and climbs the turnbuckle. She lifts her right arm into the air and taps it's elbow several times with her left hands pointer and middle finger signifying a nurse looking for a vein.)

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is a semifinals match in the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament! Introducing first, from Corpus Christi, Texas! Weighing in at 135 pounds... HADLEY!

New medicines should ease this pain.
They're the only ailment for it.

(Hadley hops off the turnbuckle and walks over to the other side climbing it again. She again raises her right arm and taps her elbow with her left arm. The music starts to fade and she jumps off the turnbuckle waiting for the match to start.)

"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 her partner, now residing out of Los Angeles, California! Weighing in at 221 pounds... 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: Here we go with our first of two semifinal matches in the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament. It seemed like this time last month, Chaz Holiday was going to be without a partner. But he's got one hell of a replacement with Hadley.

Grayson: Yeah, Hadley bailed him out. But she seems to be more cornered with whether or not she's Herrera's sister than advancing in this tournament with Chaz.

Clement: I don't know where you got that from. But I totally disagree. I think both are equally important to her.

Grayson: But she's going to have to prioritize one over the other sooner or later. Also, Chaz Holiday is still steaming over losing his title to Joshua Black two weeks ago.

Clement: Can you blame him? He had his title stolen from him by Joshua Black!

Grayson: No one held a gun to his head. No one forced Chaz to do anything. He put his title on the line and then he lost to the better man. He's got no one to blame but himself.

“Bones” by Young Guns blares throughout the arena as Blake Jones, one half of the Young Guns, quickly explodes out through the curtains and stands at the beginning of the walkway. He gives the audience a great big smile as Riley Owens slowly makes his way out after him. Both men are wearing black jackets with lights popping back and forth on the back of them. The two men look at each other and nod at one another before making their way down to the ring.

Cruz: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 388 pounds! They are the team of Riley Owens and Blake Jones... THE YOUNG GUNS!

Blake hops up and down and continues to keep a smirk on his face as he slaps hands with a lot of hands and gets pretty interactive with them, while Riley just slaps hands and slides into the ring. Jones continues to sing along to the song as he hops on the apron before hopping over the ropes and landing on his feet. Both he and Riley make their way to the center of the ring and the lights cut as their names shine out in the darkness, the colors changing. Once the lights come back on, the two young men remove their jackets and toss them to one of the ringside workers before heading off to their corners.

Clement: They may not have ever teamed up before this tournament. But since the start of the tournament, Blake and Riley have really gelled together. Slapping a team name on two singles wrestlers is one thing. But they're working as a cohesive unit. If I didn't know any better, I would have guessed that these two had been teaming for years.

Grayson: Well, they're only doing good because Blake Jones is a tag specialist. You could probably plug me in there with him and we'd look good. That's not to take anything away from Riley. He proved his toughness during those battles with Jimmy Page. But I won't be truly impressed with the Young Guns until the face a tried and true tag team. Of course, they've got to advance past Herrera's maybe/maybe not-so-half-sister and Sparklebuddie Number Three.

The bell sounds as Riley and Chaz start things off. They lock up. After jockeying for position, Riley places Chaz in a side headlock. But Chaz shoves Riley off of him and into the ropes. When Riley comes back, Chaz knocks him down with a standing shoulder block. He then runs into the ropes as Riley gets back up to his feet. When Chaz comes back, he knocks down Riley with another running shoulder block. He runs back into another set of ropes as Riley gets back up to his feet. When Chaz comes back, Riley leap frogs over him. Chaz continues to run into the ropes. When Chaz comes back, Riley goes for a hip toss. But Chaz steps through it and throws down Riley with an arm drag. Riley gets back up, but Chaz throws him down with a Japanese arm drag to cheers from the crowd. As Riley gets back up, Chaz grabs him by the arm and delivers an arm wringer. Chaz torques the arm, causing Riley to cringe in pain.

The ref asks Riley if he wants to quit. But Riley just shakes his head, refusing to throw in the towel. He then rolls forward, turns over, flips over with a handstand, gets up and reverses into an arm wringer of his own to cheers from the crowd. He then moves Chaz into the ropes before shoving him into the opposite set of ropes. When Chaz comes back, Riley leap frogs over him. Chaz continues to run into the ropes. When Chaz comes back, he knocks down Riley with a cross body block to cheers from the crowd.

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Riley kicks out.

As both men scramble to get back to a vertical base, Chaz grabs Riley and places him in a side headlock. Riley tries to shove Chaz off of him. But Chaz has the hold locked on tight. After delivering four punches to the midsection, Riley goes for a belly to back suplex. But Chaz rolls over Riley's shoulder, lands on his feet and counters with an inverted DDT.

Clement: Great counter there by the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champ. He goes for the quick cover...

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Riley kicks out.

Clement: You look at both sides of this match. On one hand, both teams eagerly want to advance to the finals. On the other hand, Chaz wants his title back and Riley has to fend off Jared James.

Grayson: Both men have singles and tag team gold in their sights. Will they be able to have their cake and eat it too? Will they have to settle for only one belt? Or will they come up empty handed? I don't think Joshua or Jared care about whether they advance or not. But Joshua wants to cling to his newly won championship while Jared is longing to hold the Pride Championship.

Chaz picks up Riley, wrings his arm, brings him over into the corner and tags Hadley in. Once Hadley gets in, her and Chaz take Riley and whip him into the ropes. When Riley comes back, they deliver a double back body drop to cheers from the crowd. Hadley makes the cover.

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Riley kicks out.

Clement: Hadley is still trying to determine if she's Dan Herrera's long lost sister. You would have to think that's got to mess with his head a bit.

Grayson: Right? And for all of this to come out right as he's trying to go after the World Championship? He's probably thinking to himself, "Not cool, sis!" Assuming she's even related to him, that is...

Hadley picks up Riley and places him in a side headlock. But Riley is able to shove her off of him and into the ropes. When Hadley comes back, Riley delivers a rolling solebutt to the midsection, doubling her over. Riley then places Hadley in a cravat and delivers a series of knee strikes to the face to cheers from the crowd. He follows up by throwing Hadley down with a cravat suplex to cheers from the crowd. He turns over and makes the cover.

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Hadley kicks out.

Clement: One has to wonder who these teams would prefer to face in the finals.

Grayson: They have to make it to the finals first. But if you ask me, I want The Sparklebuddies. Laurel Anne Hardy is a great talent. But Annie is still so young. At some point, all of this is going to overwhelm her. It's only natural. Sex Sells? Yeah, they've had their issues. But that is a championship caliber team. They're even good individually. So if I'm the Young Guns or Chaz & Hadley, I'd prefer to face The Sparklebuddies.

Riley picks up Hadley, wrings her arm, brings him into the corner and tags in Blake Jones. As Blake climbs the turnbuckles, Riley holds out Hadley's arm. Blake then leaps off the top turnbuckle and connects with a flying double ax handle smash across Hadley's outstretched arm. Blake then grabs Hadley's arm and wrings it. Hadley rolls forward, leans back and kips up. But before she can reverse the hold, Blake throws her down with an arm drag. He quickly transitions into a shoulderlock. The ref asks Hadley if she wants to give up, but Hadley refuses to quit. After battling her way back up to her feet, Hadley runs into the corner. After running up the turnbuckles, Hadley pushes herself off the top turnbuckle and throws Blake down with a flying arm drag to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: How about that counter from the young Hadley?

Blake gets up, but Hadley runs over and knocks him down with a Bionic Elbow. Blake gets back up, but Hadley knocks him down with another running Bionic Elbow. As Blake gets back up, Hadley grabs him and whips him into the ropes. When Blake comes back, Hadley delivers a hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd. She turns over and makes the cover.

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Blake kicks out.

Hadley picks up Blake, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. She then tags Chaz back in. Once Chaz gets in, he delivers a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the arena. After bringing Blake from out of the corner, Chaz goes for an irish whip. But Blake reverses, sending Chaz into the ropes. When Chaz comes back, Blake knocks him down with a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Chaz kicks out.

After picking up Chaz and moving him into the corner, Blake delivers the Jones Combo in the corner. He then takes Chaz and whips him into the opposite corner. Blake then runs across the ring. But Chaz greets him with a boot to the face to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: That'll mess up that Kodak Smile of his real quick...

As Blake stumbles back, Chaz turns around and goes for a springboard back elbow. But Blake connects with a dropkick to the back in mid air to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: A well -timed counter there by Blake Jones! He makes the cover...

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Chaz gets his shoulder up.

Blake picks up Chaz, brings him over to the corner and tags Riley back in. When Riley gets in, the Young Guns deliver a double suplex, followed by a double elbow drop. The crowd cheers as Riley makes the cover.

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Chaz gets his shoulder up.

Riley gets up and tags Blake back in. When Blake gets in, The Young Guns picks up Chaz and whip him into the ropes. When Chaz comes back, The Young Guns deliver a double discus kick to cheers from the crowd. Blake makes the cover.

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Chaz gets his shoulder up.

Clement: The Young Guns are really working over Chaz now.

Grayson: Yeah, this match was back and forth early on. But now, The Young Guns have cut off the ring. They're making frequent tags. As you said, it's like they've been teaming for years. But in my opnion, it's because Blake is a tag vet and knows what to do in matches like these.

Blake picks up Chaz, brings him over towards the corner and tags Riley back in. When Riley gets back in, The Young Guns bring Chaz back towards the center of the ring. After sizing him up, The Young Guns deliver the Trigger to cheers from the crowd. Riley makes the cover.

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Hadley breaks up the pin.

Grayson: Chaz better treat Hadley to a free makeover for that save.

As Hadley heads back out onto the apron, Riley picks up Chaz and moves him into the corner. After unleashing a series of shoot kicks to the chest, Riley takes Chaz and whips him into the opposite corner. Riley runs across the ring, but he runs right into an elbow to the face to cheers from the crowd. As Riley turns and stumbles away from the corner, Chaz steps through the ropes and climbs the turnbuckles. When Riley turns around, Chaz delivers a missile dropkick to cheers from the crowd. While Riley is down, Chaz turns over and begins crawling over towards his corner.

Clement: Riley is still down after that missile dropkick. Will that buy Chaz enough time to make the tag?

Chaz reaches over and tags Hadley in. Hadley gets in, picks up Riley and whips him into the ropes. When Riley comes back, Hadley leans over to set up a back body drop. But Riley kicks her square in the face, followed by a Rolling Elbow that knocks her down to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Riley just clobbered Hadley with that elbow to the face! That's gotta be it...

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Hadley gets her shoulder up.

Riley picks up Hadley, brings her into the corner and tags Blake back in. Once Blake gets in, Riley takes Hadley and whips her hard chest-first into the corner. As Hadley stumbles back, Riley grabs her from behind. The Young Guns then connect with a superkick/german suplex combo to cheers from the crowd. Blake makes the cover.

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Chaz breaks up the pin to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Another desperation save for the team of Chaz & Had!

Blake picks up Hadley and whips her into the ropes. When Hadley comes back, Blake goes for a clothesline. But Hadley ducks and runs into the ropes. When Hadley comes back, Blake knocks her down with a running single leg dropkick to cheers from the crowd. After picking up Hadley and throwing her down with a body slam, Blake points to the top turnbuckle as he heads into the corner.

Clement: The Philly Young Gun is looking to finish this one off, Evan!

After climbing up to the top turnbuckle, Blake flips off, going for a moonsault. But Hadley rolls out of the way, causing Blake to connect with nothing but the canvas to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: BUT NOBODY'S HOME! BLAKE MISSES!

Grayson: Hadley's got to find her way over to the corner and get Chaz back in...

Hadley rolls out onto the apron and pulls herself up using the ropes. As she climbs the turnbuckles, Blake tries to push himself up off the apron. As he gets up, Hadley leaps off the top turnbuckle and knocks him down with a diving knee drop to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Flying knee right to the head! Will that be enough for three...

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Blake gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Hadley picks up Blake, heads into the corner and tags Chaz back on. Once Chaz gets in, the two of them whip Blake into the corner. Chaz runs over and connects with a flying forearm smash. As Blake slumps down in the corner, Hadley runs across the ring and connects with the Safety Strap to cheers from the crowd. Chaz then drags Blake from out of the corner and makes the cover.

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Riley breaks up the pin to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Now Riley makes a save!

Chaz picks up Blake and knees him in the midsection, doubling him over. He then leaps up to go for the Party Starter. But Blake slips out of the way. Once Chaz lands on his feet, Blake grabs him from behind and goes for a german suplex. But Chaz blocks it. He then elbows Blake in the face, performs a standing switch and then shoves Blake into the ropes. When Blake comes back, Chaz bends over to set up for a back body drop. But Blake hurdles over him and runs into the ropes, where Riley makes the blind tag. When Blake comes back, Chaz goes for a kick to the midsection. Blake catches his foot. But Chaz counters with an enzuigiri to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover, but he doesn't realize that Blake's no longer the legal man. But when Chaz does realize it, it's too late as Riley runs over and connects with Unnecessary Roughness to the side of the head.

Clement: Unnecessary Roughness!

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

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Hadley breaks up the pin with a diving knee drop on Riley to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a save by Hadley!

Hadley picks up Riley, hooks his arms and plants him with a double underhook DDT. While Riley is down, Hadley steps through the ropes. As Hadley climbs the turnbuckles, Blake runs over and connects with a running single leg dropkick, knocking Hadley off the turnbuckles and to the floor to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Blake just flew into the corner and nailed Hadley with that kick to the face!

Grayson: She took a hard fall to the floor, too.

The Young Guns then pick up Chaz and whip him into the ropes. When Chaz comes back, they bend over to set up a back body drop. But Chaz stops, grabs both Riley and Blake by their heads and delivers a double noggin knocker to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Chaz has got The Young Guns rocked!

Riley stumbles into the ropes as Blake stumbles across the ring. When Blake staggers back over towards him, Chaz kicks him in the midsection and follows up with the Party Starter to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos as Joshua Black climbs up onto the apron to boos from the crowd.

Clement: JOSHUA BLACK! What in the hell is he doing out here!?

Chaz runs over to attack, but Joshua hops down to the floor. Chaz then tries to go through the ropes to grab him. But Riley grabs Chaz from behind, brings him back towards the center of the ring and delivers the Ripcord Lariat to cheers from the crowd. Chaz tries to get up, but Riley connects with Unnecessary Roughness to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

"Bones" blasts over the PA as the crowd explodes in cheers.

Cruz: Here are your winners, THE YOUNG GUNS!

Riley and Blake hug each other before getting their arms raised by the ref to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: The Young Guns advance to the finals of the Dynamic Duos! But once again, Joshua Black played a part in a Chaz Holiday loss!

Grayson: Oh put a sock in it!. When are you going to stop making excuses for Chaz and start holding him accountable? He LOST to Joshua two weeks ago. He LOST this match for HIS team tonight! Joshua has never screwed over Chaz Holiday. But Chaz continues to screw Chaz show after show.

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

(The opening chords of “Battle Without Honor or Humanity” begin to play as Chaths makes his way out from the backstage area. The crowd instantly boos upon seeing him, but he doesn’t bother addressing them, his eyes fixated upon the ring. He makes his way to the ring choosing to slide into the ring and demands a microphone. When the stagehand gives it to him, he snatches it from him with his right hand.)

Chaths: Hurry up and get out of my ring.

(The stagehand blinks in shock, but a glare from Chaths causes him to quickly scurry out of the ring. Chaths looks out into the booing crowd for the first time tonight.)

Chaths: Two weeks ago, I came back to this company with my intentions clearly stated. I told you all that I am going to raise the level of competition in this promotion to heights that you couldn’t even dream of. Some of the roster didn’t take too kindly to that, namely Dom Harter and The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers both of whom decided to take to Twitter in an attempt to spite me.

(An “SMWB” chant starts up along with a quieter, but audible “Harter Sucks” chant.)

Chaths: That’s exactly the type of reaction I would expect from cowards, not champions. Yet these are your champions, ladies and gentlemen. These are the best wrestlers FGA has to offer in both the singles and tag team division. Or at least, that’s what they’d have you believe.

(Chaths smirks as he begins pacing in the ring. He holds up his left index finger and begins to shake his hand fervently at the crowd.)

Chaths: You see, ladies and gentlemen, a coward is only brave as long as they can keep people gullible. And as much as they’d like you all to believe that I’M the gullible one because of my time with The Church, you all are really the fools. You people have unwittingly been led to believe that SMWB are actually deserving of their championships, that it is ok for Dom Harter to be champion because he, “Outlasted the best that FGA had to offer” at the Gold Rush Rumble.

(He stops pacing and holds his finger to his lips as if he’d just said something taboo. He shakes his head as he frowns and removes his finger from his mouth. He opens his mouth to speak as various drumbeats begin to play. Through the curtain steps out Danean, donning a fresh new mask after Dom Harter almost tore his mask off. He points at Chaths and shakes his head before turning around and opening up the curtain, motioning for someone to follow him. Finally, a young man (probably still in college by the looks of it), steps out from behind the curtain and stands right next to Danean with a microphone in his hand. The two slowly make their way down to the ring as the drumbeats fade out.)

Young Man: Um...hi, I'm Tommy.

Audience: HI TOMMY!

(He gives them a nervous chuckle as he and Danean have reached ringside.)

Tommy: Um...I'm a stage hand and Mr. Danean here has asked me to help him speak in front of you since he's got...

(The young man looks at Danean, who motions him on, before he sighs.)

Tommy: A sore throat.

(Danean and the young man named Tommy slowly make their way up the steel steps before they enter the ring, Danean making sure Tommy is behind him so as to keep him as far away from Chaths as possible.)

Tommy: Now, Mr. Danean here has heard you try and run this roster through the mud because you're bitter about SMWB winning titles that you failed to win because you...suck. Because you're bitter that Dom Harter finally won the World title, something you failed to do back when it was the Heavyweight championship when you lost to Sean Sands in the Frontier Lion's Cup final almost a year ago.

(Danean nods his head as Tommy continues on.)

Tommy: Mr. Danean is here to tell you that this roster is even better than it was before. That the talent here is even better than it was back when you actually held a title for those entire two weeks or whatever.

(Danean and Tommy look at one another.)

Tommy: And because of that, Danean requests that you...*looks over at Danean*...that you...*looks back at Chaths*....should probably get your head out of your ass and should probably shut your mouth about this great roster.

(The audience lets out a huge pop as Tommy seems to slink away a bit more, not wanting to even be in the ring, though he seems almost obligated to stay in there. Chaths stares down Danean, ignoring Tommy completely. He eyes him up and down before shaking his head.)

Chaths: This is truly a sad day for FGA. I call out champions and former champions, and instead I get some rookie who is too afraid to look his opponent with his own two eyes?

(He slowly begins to make his way towards Danean and Tommy, glaring at the masked man. He stops about halfway, holding a finger into the air.)

Chaths: If this roster is so great, then why is it that you’re the only one brave enough to respond to me in this ring? Hmm? Why isn’t the almighty Dom Harter out here defending his own name? Why aren’t the legendary Super Mario Wrestling Brothers here, to put me in my place?

(A toothy grin accompanies a knowing chuckle.)

Chaths: It’s because they know what I’ll do to them if they step into this ring with me. The only person who needs a reality check around here is you, my friend.

(Danean shakes his head and lets out a small chuckle before turning back to Tommy and whispering into his ear. Tommy nods his head and looks back over at Chaths.)

Tommy: Well, guess Danean's a glutton for punishment. And because you are so hellbent on believing that this roster is weaker than it used to be, then you certainly wouldn't mind facing Danean in a one-on-one contest as All Star Showdown III? I mean, if you aren't scared of being shown up by a newcomer, that is.

(The crowd cheers for Danean as Chaths holds his finger to his lips and looks up into the air in mock contemplation.)

Chaths: You know what, Danean?

(His gaze returns to Danean and Tommy as he removes the finger from his lips and points it in their direction.)

Chaths: You’ve got more guts than most people on this roster, I’ll give you that. But you are very foolish to challenge me to a match. I accept your challenge, but know that you’ve asked for what’s to come.

(Chaths drops the microphone and exits the ring through the ropes. He stares down Danean as he makes his way up the ramp.)

[ FADE OUT]

[FGA Office]

Joshua Black vs. Jared James

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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Heather Black and Johnny Windham! from Phoenix, Arizona! Weighing in at 240 pounds! He is the reigning Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion... 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 screwed over Chaz Holiday tonight, just like he screwed Chaz out of his championship too weeks ago.

Grayson: Oh boo hoo. Poor Chaz. Let's hope he's not crying his eyes out in the back. It would be such a shame for him to ruin his mascara.

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! From Des Moines, Iowa! Weighing in at 187 pounds... JARED JAMES!

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

Clement: Jared James is still dead set on his mission to prove that he is the greatest technical wrestler in FGA.

Grayson: Well tonight, he's got the chance to make one hell of a statement against the new Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champ. Let's see what the "Founding Father" has got...

The bell sounds as both men starts things off with a lock up. After jockeying for position, Black uses his strength advantage to move Jared into the corner. The ref then goes over and gives both men until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Both men make the clean break. But Black quickly lunges forward with a cheap shot. But Jared ducks out of the way. When Black turns around, Jared lights him up with a series of right hands to the face.

Clement: Joshua Black, to the surprise of no one, tried to go for a cheap shot. But Jared is making him pay for it!

Jared unleashes a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then grabs Black and whips him into the opposite corner. As Black stumbles out, Jared throws him down with a back body drop to cheers from the crowd. Black gets up, but Jared knocks him down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Black gets back up, but Jared throws him down with a scoop slam to cheers from the crowd. Jared then delivers a jumping 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.

Jared picks up Black and goes for an irish whip. But Back reverses, sending Jared into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Black bends over to set up a back body drop. But Jared counters with a sunset flip to cheers from the crowd. Jared tries to pull Black down while Black swings his arms wildly. He tries his hardest to regains his balance. Both Johnny Windham and Heather Black can be seen trying to will Joshua on from the outside. Once he does, Black lunges down for a fist drop. But Jared scoots out of the way, causing Black to inadvertently punch the canvas to cheers from the crowd. Before Black can even get up, Jared connects with a front dropkick to the back of the head to cheers from the crowd. He turns Black over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Black kicks out.

Clement: Jared James is letting Joshua have it in the early goings of this match. You know Jared and Chaz are pretty cool with each other. You better believe that a stand up guy like Jared is looking to inflict some punishment on Joshua for Chaz.

Grayson: Aw, Jared is fighting for Chaz's honor. Will Chaz reward him with a date if he wins?

Jared picks up Black and whips him into the ropes. When Black comes back, Jared leap frogs over him. Black continues to run into the ropes. When Black comes back, Jared goes for a hip toss. But Black blocks it, punches Jared in the midsection and then throws him down with a mat slam to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Another cheap shot by Black.

Grayson: What are you talking about? That was the classic Greco Roman Hair Pull.

The crowd continues to boo as Black puts the boots to Jared. Black reaches down, picks up Jared, runs into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Jared around, Black delivers a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. He then stands up and delivers a series of knife-edge chops of his own. He then takes Jared and whips him into the opposite corner. Black runs across the ring. But he runs right into an elbow to the face to cheers from the crowd. As Black stumbles back, Jared turns around, springboards onto the top turnbuckle and goes for a moonsault. Black runs over towards the corner to move out of the way. But Jared is able to land on his feet. He then runs into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Black scoops him up from the side and delivers a sidewalk slam to boos from the crowd. He hooks the leg.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Clement: Joshua only gets two...

Grayson: Yeah, but he's got Jared grounded. He won't be doing any flying around the ring anymore.

Black picks up Jared, scoops him up from the side and delivers a backbreaker to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Black picks up Jared and delivers a russian leg sweep. He gets back up and delivers a leg drop to boos from the crowd. Black gets up, picks up Jared and delivers a snap suplex to boos from the crowd. He turns over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Jared gets his shoulder up.

Clement: Black continues to work away on Jared's back.

Grayson: You don't see Jared flying around the ring anymore, do you? You don't see him running around, right? Black has a plan and he's executing it to perfection.

Black picks up Jared and whips him into the ropes. But instead of bouncing back, Jared hangs onto the ropes. So Black runs over to attack. But Jared ducks, dumping him over the top rope and to the floor in the process with a fireman's carry. But Black lands on his feet. He quickly grabs Jared by the ankles and yanks him down to the canvas to boos from the crowd. After dragging Jared to the outside, Black sets him up for a DDT on the floor. But Jared quickly counters by ramming him back-first into the side of the ring. The crowd cheers as Black arches his back in pain.

Clement: Jared giving Black a taste of his own medicine with that one!

Jared rolls back into the ring. When he gets up, he runs into the ropes. When Jared comes back, he delivers a baseball slide to the back, sending Black tumbling to the floor. Jared then gets back up and runs into the ropes. When Black gets up and turns around, Jared dives down and delivers a baseball slide DDT to cheers from the crowd. Jared picks up Black and rolls him back into the ring. After rolling himself back into the ring, he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Black gets his foot on the bottom rope to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Black just barely got his foot on the bottom rope there.

Jared picks up Black and goes for an irish whip. But Black reverses, sending Jared into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Black lifts him up, turns and throws him down with a spinebuster to boos from the crowd. He then rolls across Jared as he hooks the leg...

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

Black sits up Jared and applies a sleeperhold. The ref asks Jared if he wants to give up. But Jared responds with a finger wag.

Clement: Can Jared fight his way out of this?

Grayson: Nope. He won't be able to last much longer. If he can't defeat the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champ, then he mind as well forget about trying to become Pride Champ.

The ref asks Jared if he wants to give up. But Jared doesn't respond. The ref again asks Jared if he wants to give up. But he still doesn't get a response. So the ref raises Jared's arm... and it falls down. Dexter Wolfe looks concerned on the outside as Johnny Windham claps in approval. The ref then raises Jared's arms for a second time... and it falls again. Wolfe begins slapping the apron, trying his hardest to rally behind Jared. meanwhile, Heather Black raises her arms in victory. The ref raises Jared's arm for a third time. It begins to fall... but then stops. Jared begins shaking his arms as the crowd cheers. Wolfe raises his arms with joy as both Heather and Johnny are shocked on the outside.

Grayson: WHAT!?

Clement: Jared's not done yet!

After slowly turning over onto his knees and then getting back up to his feet, Jared delivers a series of elbows to the midsection, breaking the hold. He then connects with a backflip kick to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: PELE! PELE KICK FROM JARED!

Jared gets up and runs into the ropes. When Black gets up, Jared knocks him down with a clothesline to cheers from the crowd. Jared continues to run into the ropes. When Black gets up and turns around, Jared knocks him down with another running clothesline to cheers from the crowd. Jared continues to run into the ropes. When Jared comes back, he grabs Black and delivers The Dagger. Jared gets up and points to the top turnbuckle to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: He's got Black in position for the flying elbow drop!

Grayson: Come on, Josh, get up!

Jared steps out onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Black rolls to the outside to boos from the crowd.

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!

Black instructs Windham to go over and grab his belt.


FOUR!


FIVE!


SIX!

After Windham grabs the belt, the trio make their way up the aisle to boos from the crowd.

Clement: WHAT!? What is going on here?

Grayson: Joshua Black is picking and choosing his battles, Kev. His title is not on the line. He doesn't need this. He's got bigger fish to fry...

SEVEN!


EIGHT!


Black turns around and raises his Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship in the air to boos from the crowd. The trio then make their way through the curtain as Jared stands with his hands on his hips.


NINE!


TEN!

The ref calls for the bell as the crowd boos. But the boos turn to cheers as he heads over and raises Jared's arm in victory.

Cruz: Here is your winner by count out: JARED JAMES!

"Feel it All Around" plays as Jared is greeted by Dexter on the outside. The two talk about their disapproval of Joshua's antics as they make their way up the aisle.

Clement: Jared gets the win. But not in the way that he was expecting. It seems that when Joshua isn't screwing over Chaz, he's ducking out of matches.

Grayson: Joshua did no such thing. His title wasn't on the line. He's clearly the better wrestler than Jared. So Joshua did the smart thing. He took his belt and lived to fight another day...

[FGA Office]

[The referee for the main event walks down the aisle and enters the ring and confers with the timekeeper at ringside…when he’s interrupted by the drum intro to “When The Levee Breaks as Johnny Karma walks out at the top of the ramp with Cherry Baum by his side, surgical mask on his face to protect himself from the stench ]

Cherry: Fear not, FWA Universe, your true main event has arrived!

[Karma pauses to soak up the applause of the legions of Karmanauts in the crowd, before removing the mask and visibly grimacing as he breathes in the New Jersey air]

Karma: I guess I probably should’ve walked out here earlier, given you can demand a refund if an FWA show isn’t to your liking, but we have to allow others to at least have a chance of being the face of this company, don’t we?

[Karma walks down the aisle, and it’s clear he has a burlap sack slung over his shoulder. As he reaches ringside, he passes it to Cherry Baum as he climbs the ring steps and enters the ring, and when Cherry climbs the steps she carefully hands it to Karma before she enters the ring]

Karma: I know all of you Jersey Trash are preparing for the what I call the main event in name only, or as I like to call it the “MEINO”, but as FWA needs to sell DVDs to pay the bills they needed something worth watching on this show, so out of the goodness in my heart I came here tonight so people might give a goshdarn about this show to say something that nobody seems to have said in the past few weeks, and this is why I am out here to give my sincere, honest congratulations to Synchitty for her grand achievement in the Gold Rush Rumble.

[Cherry Baum places the burlap sack on the mat, gesturing towards it like a game show hostess]

Karma: But first, I guess we need to sell it. After all, she went into that ring and did what nobody else could manage to do, and that just about qualifies as a notable accomplishment so, Miss Baum, will you do the honours?

Cherry: Certainly.

[Cherry Baum takes her time, gradually lifting the sack to reveal a trophy from the sack]

Karma: That’s it, Miss Baum, build the anticipation.

[Cherry continues to raise the sack, before yanking the whole thing off at the last minute to reveal a store-bought trophy with a Barbie doll fixed to it with gaffer tape]

Karma: Isn’t it a thing of beauty?

[Karma invites the crowd to gaze upon the trophy with silenced awe, and that seems to be the reaction they get]

Karma: For her achievement of being The Chick That Lasted Longest in the Gold Rush Rumble, here is a trophy that reflects just what an honour it is, which in Synchitty’s honour I will name the Plastic Shiksa, for it is just as fake and empty-headed as her claims that she is in any way the Iron Man of the Gold Rush Rumble.

So with an appropriate award for her minuscule achievement, I guess it is only fair that I allow Synchitty’s to come out here and claim her award with the grace and good humour that the FWA universe has come to expect from her.

[The audience starts a small Cyncity chant as Cherry and Karma stand in the ring, patiently waiting for her to come down to the ring. "Nobody's Perfect" by Hannah Montana hits the sound system as Cyn comes out carrying her own Gold Rush Iron Woman trophy. Already dressed in her ring gear, Cindy slaps the hands of the fans at ringside before turning her head, a small smirk on her face as she glances up at Karma and his present]

[She motions for her music to be cut off before rolls underneath the bottom rope and gets to her feet, taking a look at Cherry, then back at Karma, and finally at Plastic Shiksa. She couldn't help laughing as she looks at the Barbie Doll before pulling a mic out of her Iron Woman trophy.]

Cyncity: You're reeaaaalllyyy quite the character, Johnny. Seriously, if you weren't sooo good at this wrestling thing you could easily get a gig on any show on the USA network, that's how much of a character you are.

[She keeps her gaze on the trophy Karma made, shaking her head at the sight of the monstrosity.]

Cyncity: As cute as this... Little trophy is... I'm sorry, but I can't accept it. It wouldn't feel right, ya know? I mean, for something as minuscule, your word, as being the chick who lasted the longest in the Gold Rush Rumble, I really don't think I deserve two bombastic trophies like these two in this ring right now. In fact, I was working really, really hard to find other ways to incorporate this Iron Woman thing into my, um... Whatchamacallit... Persona?

[She looks up at Karma.]

Cyncity: Yeah! Persona! Find ways to incorporate this Iron Woman thing into my persona, and I wanted to run them by you real quick, kay? Kay. Now listen, and don't speak until I'm done, kay?

[She holds the microphone out as if she's going to let Karma speak, but pulls it back quickly.]

Cyncity: Shhh. Remember. No speaking, kay? Okay! Idea number one... What if I, um, come out to "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath, or has someone else already done that? Ya know, for how miniscule it is? Or, I this might be a better one! What if next year, if someone happens to outlast me in Gold Rush, what if I continue calling myself the Iron Woman despite someone taking that "crown" away from me, hmmm?

[She frowns.]

Cyncity: All jokes aside, Johnny, for something as minuscule, again, your word, as being the person who lasted the longest in Gold Rush, you sure are making this into a pretty big deal. Heck, you've been making your reigns as the Iron Man the biggest thing since 3G! In Plymouth, all I did was challenge you to a match, and now... We're doing this? Making me trophies? Minuscule... Right?

[She shakes her head and sighs softly into the microphone, clearly annoyed.]

Cyncity: What exactly is it that you want, Johnny? You want me to accept this trophy? Fine. Do you wanna keep calling yourself the Iron Man? Be my guest, little buddy! Do whatever it is that will make you feel better, sir. Heck, I'll even buy Barbie a dream house and stuff!

[She bends down and pretends to talk to the Barbie at the top of the trophy, no longer paying attention to Karma.]

[Karma stops chewing his gum for a moment and turns to Cherry, exchanging a few words whilst Cyncity is mocking the Plastic Shiksa trophy]

Karma: You know what, Synchitty? You are the walking, talking, talking, talking and talking embodiment of that great pit of smugness that we know and “love”, Philadelphia. Like all Philly-steins you want to act like you’re in some way “smarter” than everyone else, but have to do it in the most loudmouthed, obnoxious way.

[Karma casts a sideways glance at the crowd]

Karma: Which sure sounds familiar…

[Karma turns his attention back to Cyncity]

Karma: But while anyone else in this locker room would’ve tuned out what you were saying, being a professional I was listening and you made a valid point…which I can only presume was by accident, but as you said spending the next year carrying around that trophy and calling yourself the Iron Woman would be pretty ridiculous. In fact, let me help you out with that…

[Cyncity looks up to see what Karma is up to…and is caught with the cheapest Check Your Chicklets in the history of the move, before Karma drops to a knee and celebrates like he just won the FWA World Championship]

Karma: He shoots, he scores!

[Karma gets to his feet and steps over Cyncity, picking up the Iron Woman trophy from the canvas and looking at it for a moment, before handing it to Cherry Baum and telling her to place it on the canvas]

Clement: Come on, Karma, don't do this!

Grayson: Do it! Do it!

[Cherry places it on the canvas and Karma backs up a few steps, before punting the trophy into the crowd as Cherry Baum holds up her arms in the referee’s signal for a successful field goal, as Karma picks up the Plastic Shiksa trophy and places it in Cyncity’s arms, before picking up the mic]

Karma: See? Told you I’d solve the problem for you.

[Karma and Cherry leave the ring, but as they reach the ramp Karma turns back to the ring and gestures towards Cyncity]

Karma: Ladies, gentlemen, and Jersey Trash – I give you your Plastic Shiksa trophy holder…Synchitty!

[The camera pans over to Cyncity, showing her slowly sitting up. She looks up the ramp and shoots Karma and Cherry a dirty look, still woozy from the attack by Karma. She sees her trophy in pieces and simply smiles as she glances back at the ramp and whispers "You're gonna pay for that" before the scene fades. ]

[FGA Office]

Saturday, June 28
2300 Arena
Philadelphia, PA

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
Semifinals of the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament

Sex Sells vs. Sparklebuddies

“Jager Yoga” by CSS begins to play throughout the arena as pink and purple strobe lights cover the aisleway. From out behind the curtain step Laurel Anne Hardy and Annie Zellor to cheers from the crowd. They both make their way down to the ring in their matching ring attires, slapping hands with the fans on either side of the aisle.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is a semifinals match in the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament! Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 263 pounds. They are the team of Laurel Anne Hardy and Annie Zellor... THE SPARKLEBUDDIES!

Annie runs up the ring steps and vaults over the top rope as Laurel slides in under the bottom rope. They both hop up on opposite corners where Annie raises a fist while Laurel takes a stage bow, flapping her colourful feather boa around. Then they both jump down and hug before taking their corner.

Clement: Here we go! It is main event time and it is the second semifinals match tonight! This tournament has been filled with fantastic matches and this one shouldn't be any different. Ever since the brackets were announced, these two teams have wanted to meet up. Tonight, they get their chance. Tonight, The Sparklebuddies get to make their mark as they try to defeat Sex Sells!

Grayson: Easier said than done. Laurel, much like Blake Jones, is a tag team specialist. She can make any partner look good. Now Annie's got potential. But she's young. She's prone to mistakes. And at some point, the pressure from the bright lights will be too much for her. When that happens, Laurel won't be there to save her.

“Let’s Go” by Calvin Harris & Ne-Yo begins to blast throughout the arena, as the duo of Sex Sells make their way from behind the curtain. They stop atop the ramp, and strike a pose; Cordy dropping to a knee, and Cindy standing behind her, both with their arms outstretched, giving the fans the perfect photo op. After a few seconds, Cordy pushes back up to her feet, and the two energetically make their way down the ramp, dancing to the music and livening up the crowd, slapping hands along the way as they move towards the ring.

Cruz: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 273 pounds! They are the team of Cordy Stevenson and Cyncity... SEX SELLS!

Cordy stops and gives her hat away to a fan before they finally hop onto the apron, and climb teasingly slow through the ropes much to the delight of the crowd. They then make their way to opposite turnbuckles and climb up raising their hands into the air before hopping down and making their way to their corner.

Clement: Sex Sells, despite whatever issues lied between them, look like a well-oiled machine in their first round match. This time, the competition is much tougher. Can Cordy and Cindy remain on the same page?

Grayson: I think they can. Will they? Only time will tell. But they've got the experience. They've been in these high pressure environments before. They know what tag team gold feels like. They know what it takes to win the gold. This team of Laurel and Annie do not. That could be the deciding factor. But who knows...

The bell sounds as Hardy and Cyncity start things off with a lock up. After jockeying for position, Hardy places Cyncity in a side headlock. But Cyncity is able to slip out and reverse into a hammerlock from behind. After shifting around, Hardy leans forward and reverses into a hammerlock of her own to cheers from the crowd. The ref asks Cyncity if she wants to give up. She then reaches back with her free arm. After grabbing Hardy by the hair, she escapes with a jumping snapmare takeover.

As Hardy scrambles back up to a vertical base, Cyncity runs into the ropes. When she comes back, Hardy drops down stomach-first to the canvas. Cyncity then hops over her and runs into the ropes. Hardy then pushes herself back up to her feet. When Cyncity comes back, Hardy leap frogs over her. Cyncity continues to run into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Hardy goes for a hip toss. But Cyncity steps through it and throws Hardy down with a hip toss of her own to cheers from the crowd. Hardy gets back up, but Cyncity knocks her down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Hardy gets back up, Cyncity kicks her in the midsection and sets her up for a vertical suplex. But Hardy slips down from behind and shoves Cyncity into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Hardy deliver a frankensteiner to cheers from the crowd. She turns over and makes the cover.

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Cyncity kicks out.

Clement: The winner of this match will be facing The Young Guns in the finals in two weeks.

Grayson: Blake Jones and Riley Owens have really taken to this whole tag team thing. They continue to impress with each and every outing. No matter which team advances to face them, the finals should be a good one.

Hardy picks up Cyncity and goes for an irish whip. But Cyncity reverses, sending Hardy over towards the corner. Hardy then runs up the turnbuckles, leaps back and knocks an oncoming Cyncity down with a diving back elbow to cheers from the crowd. As Cyncity gets back up, Hardy kicks her in the midsection before whipping her into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Hardy connects with a spinning heel kick that sends Cyncity stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. As Cyncity gets up on the floor, the fans in the front row stand up, sensing that Hardy's got something up her sleeve. Hardy runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she motions for a no hands somersault plancha. But Cyncity wisely scurries out of the way.

Clement: Cyncity sensed that dive to the outside coming, so she wisely got herself out of the way...

After climbing back up onto the apron and stepping through the ropes, Cyncity turns and tags Cordy Stevenson in to cheers from the crowd. Hardy then steps back before tagging her partner in to cheers from the crowd. Once Annie gets in, her and Cordy circle the ring. They go to lock up. But Cordy ducks the collar & elbow tie up, swings around behind Annie and applies a waist lock from behind. Annie tries to pry Cordy's arms from around her waist, but it's to no avail. She then tries to elbow Cordy, but Cordy wisely moves her head out of the way. Annie then quickly reaches down to try and pull one of Cordy's legs out from under her. But again, Annie comes up empty. After faking Cordy out with a right elbow, Annie nails her with a left elbow to the face. She then reaches back and throws Cordy down with a Seoi Nage to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a throw by Kickass Annie! Nice little judo takedown there...

Cordy gets up, but Annie knocks her down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Cordy gets back up, but Annie knocks her back down with another dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Cordy gets up, Annie runs over, leaps up and delivers a headscissors takeover to cheers from the crowd. Annie makes the cover.

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Cordy kicks out.

Annie picks up Cordy and goes for an irish whip. But Cordy reverses, sending Annie into the ropes. When Annie comes back, she goes for a wheelbarrow bulldog. But Cordy counters with a back suplex side slam to cheers from the crowd. While Annie is down, Cordy runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she delivers a rolling senton to cheers from the crowd. She turns over and makes the cover.

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Annie kicks out.

Cordy picks up Annie and goes for an irish whip. But Annie reverses, sending Cordy into the ropes. When Cordy comes back, she delivers a headscissors takeover to cheers from the crowd. As Annie gets up, Cordy runs over and connects with a dropkick, sending Annie stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. As Annie slowly gets up on the outside, Cordy runs into the ropes. When Cordy comes back, she motions for a suicide plancha. But Annie wisely scurries out of the way.

Clement: Annie wisely gets out of harms way.

After making her way around ringside, Annie rolls back into the ring. She then goes over and tags Hardy back in.

Clement: Here we go! Cordy vs. Laurel!

Grayson: Oh yeah!

Once Hardy gets in, her and Cordy circle the ring. The two grapplers then lunge forward, engaging in a collar & elbow tie-up. After jockeying for position, Hardy moves Cordy across the ring. But Cordy puts on the breaks and then begins to move Hardy across the ring. She then presses Hardy up against the ropes. But Hardy rolls over and then presses Cordy up against the ropes. Cordy rolls back over and presses Hardy up against the ropes. But Hardy is able to muster up enough strength to roll over and presses Cordy up against the corner. The ref then heads over and gives both grapplers until the count of five to break the cover.

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

Both grapplers makes a clean break. After Hardy backs up towards the center of the ring, Cordy heads out of the ring to lock up with her. But Hardy ducks the lock up and applies a waist lock from behind. Cordy then reaches down, pries Hardy's arms from around her waist and then reverses into a wrist lock. The ref asks Hardy if she wants to give up. But Hardy refuses to quit. So Cordy torques the wrist, causing Hardy to cringe in pain. After trying to block out the pain, Hardy rolls forward, leans back, kips up, swats Cordy's arms from off of her and knocks her down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Cordy gets up, but Hardy grabs her and whips her into the ropes. When Cordy comes back, Hardy goes for a running clothesline. But Cordy ducks, sending both grapplers into opposite sets of ropes. When they come back, Hardy cuts her off with a cartwheel into a jumping leg lariat to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Cordy kicks out.

Clement: An athletic display there by Laurel. But it only gets two. These two teams have so much respect for each other. But what's going to happen when these two teams have to dig deep? What's going to happen when this match potentially turns ugly?

Grayson: Then we'll see which of these tow teams really want it.

Hardy picks up Cordy and places her in a shoulderlock. She then brings Hardy over towards the Sparklebuddies corner and allows Annie to tag herself back in. Once Annie gets in, she delivers a kick to the midsection. While Cordy is doubled over, Annie grabs her and whips her into the corner. She then runs across the ring and connects with a jumping splash in the corner to Cordy. After Annie moves out of the way, Hardy runs over and delivers a jumping splash of her own to Cordy. As Cordy stumbles from out of the corner, Annie brings her down with a snapmare. The Sparklebuddies then run into opposite sets of ropes. When they come back, Hardy delivers a cartwheel into a dropkick to the face while Annie delivers a shoot kick to the back of the head. The crowd cheers as Annie makes the cover.

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Cyncity drags Annie off of Cordy.

Clement: Some great teamwork there by the Sparklebuddies. But Cyncity makes the save...

After Cyncity heads back out onto the apron, Annie picks up Cordy, heads into the corner and slams her head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Cordy around, Annie unleashes a series of shoot kicks to the midsection to cheers from the crowd. After placing Cordy in a side headlock, she goes for a running bulldog. But Cordy shoves Annie off of her and into the ropes. When Annie comes back, Cordy drops down to the canvas. After Annie hops over Cordy, Cyncity cuts her off with a springboard clothesline to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Annie never even saw that blindside coming!

Grayson: She sure didn't. She almost got her head clotheslined right off her shoulders by Cyncity...

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Annie gets her shoulder up.

Cordy heads over and tags Cyncity in. Once Cyncity gets in, she runs into the ropes as Cordy snapmares Annie down. When Cyncity comes back, she connects with a front dropkick to the face to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Annie gets her shoulder up.

Cyncity tags Cordy back in. Once Cordy gets in, she grabs Annie and whips her into the ropes as Cyncity heads out onto the apron. When Annie comes back, Cordy delivers a drop toe hold, followed by a springboard leg drop across the back of the neck from Cyncity to cheers from the crowd. As Cyn heads back out, Cordy turns Annie over and makes the cover.

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Hardy breaks up the pin to cheers from the crowd.

As Hardy heads back out onto the apron, Cordy picks up Annie and tags Cyncity back in. After Cordy delivers a snap suplex to Annie, Cyncity leaps off the top turnbuckle and connects with a diving headbutt to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Annie gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: A great display of teamwork by Sex Sells. But Annie continues to get her shoulder up. You can say she's inexperienced. But you can't deny her heart.

Grayson: But what's heart without ring awareness and experience to go along with it?

Cyncity picks up Annie and kisses her on the cheek before running into the ropes...

Clement: We know what comes next. Beauty and the Knee!

When Cyncity comes back, Annie cuts her off with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. As Cyncity gets back up, Annie delivers a kick to the midsection, followed by a sitout jawbreaker to cheers from the crowd. After picking up Cyncity, Annie knees her in the midsection and sets her up for a standing shiranui. But Cyncity shoves Annie off of her and into the ropes. Hardy quickly reaches over and makes the blind tag. When Annie comes back, she slides through Cyncity's legs. When Cyncity turns around, Hardy clips her legs from behind while Annie connects with a clothesline to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Nice high/low there by the Sparklebuddies. Will this be enough...

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Cyncity gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Hardy picks up Cyncity and whips her hard chest-first into the corner. As Cyncity stumbles back, Hardy grabs her from behind and drives her down with a full nelson facebuster to cheers from the crowd. She turns Cyncity over and makes the cover.

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Cyncity gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Another nearfall for the Sparklebuddies!

Grayson: You can tell how much both teams want this win. There have been tons of nearfalls for both sides...

Annie calls Hardy into the ring. Once Hardy gets in, she picks up Cyncity and throws her down with a scoop slam. She then allows Annie to place her in a side headlock. Hardy then lifts up Annie, sending her flipping over her shoulder into a moonsault on Cyncity. But Cyncity gets her knees up, causing Annie to crash across her knees. Hardy raises her arms in the air, thinking that the move was successful. But Cyncity kips up, grabs Hardy from behind and delivers the Glitter Driver to cheers from the crowd. With both Hardy and Annie down, Cyncity begins to crawl towards the Sex Sells corner.

Clement: The Sparklebuddies are down! Cordy is begging and pleading to be tagged in! Can Cyncity make the tag!?

Cordy reaches through the ropes and tries to reach her arm out as far as she can. But Cyncity is still too far to tag out.

Grayson: She's still a ways away. But Cyncity is still scratching, clawing and pulling herself over towards the corner...

Cyncity continues to crawl towards her corner. Just as she's about to tag out, Hardy grabs her by the ankle and drags her back towards the center of the ring. The Sparklebuddies then pick up Cyncity and whip her into the ropes. But instead of bouncing back, Cyncity hangs onto the ropes. She then turns, dives over and tags in Cordy to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Cordy's in!

Grayson: Great awarness there by Cyncity!

As Cordy springboards onto the top turnbuckle, Hardy runs over to try and knock her off. But Cordy leaps off the top turnbuckle, jumping over Hardy and taking Annie down with a flying hurricarana to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a maneuver by Cordy!

As Annie tumbles to the floor, Cordy gets back up. She turns over and goes for a clothesline on Hardy. But Hardy ducks the clothesline. Cordy then springboards onto the middle rope and rebounds back, going for The Beautiful Nightmare. But again, Hardy ducks. When Cordy turns around, she turns right into a Pele Kick to cheers from the crowd. While Cordy is dazed, Hardy grabs her from behind and delivers a release dragon suplex to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Hardy throws down Cordy hard with that suplex!

When Hardy turns around, Cyncity connects with a springboard dropkick, sending Hardy stumbling through the ropes and to the floor to cheers from the crowd. With both Sparklebuddies on the outside, Sex Sells looks around at the crowd.

Grayson: What are they setting up, Kev?

Cyncty then runs across the ring and delivers a corkscrew plancha on Hardy to the outside. At the same time, Cordy runs over and delivers a spiraling cross body on Annie to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: DUAL DIVES TO THE OUTSIDE BY SEX SELLS! This crowd is jumping, Evan!

Half Of The Crowd: LET'S GO SEX SELLS!

The Other Half: SPARKLEBUDDIES!

Half Of The Crowd: LET'S GO SEX SELLS!

The Other Half: SPARKLEBUDDIES!

Half Of The Crowd: LET'S GO SEX SELLS!

The Other Half: SPARKLEBUDDIES!

Cordy picks up Annie and rolls her back into the ring. After rolling herself back into the ring, she picks up Annie and whips her into the corner. Cordy runs across the ring and connects with a handspring back elbow to Annie, followed by a running bulldog from Cyncity to cheers from the crowd. Cyncity picks up Annie and connects with a superkick to the back of the head, sending her stumbling into Cordy. Cordy then connects with The Allure to cheers from the crowd. While Cyncity is climbing the turnbuckles, Cordy goes over and tags her in. Once Cyncity climbs up to the top turnbuckle, Cyncity flips off and delivers the Standing Ovation to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Hardy dives over and breaks up the pin to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a save by Laurel!

Cordy comes in, grabs Hardy and whips her into the ropes. But instead of bouncing back, Hardy hangs onto the ropes. So Cordy runs over towards her to attack. But Hardy grabs the top rope and drops down, sending Cordy tumbling over the top rope and to the floor. Hardy gets up and backs away from the ropes. But Cyncity delivers The Breathertaker to cheers from the crowd. As Hardy rolls out to the outside, Cyncity goes to pick up Annie, but Annie surprises her with a small package to cheers from the crowd.

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Cyncity kicks out.

Cyncity picks up Annie and whips her into the ropes. When Annie comes back, she delivers a wheelbarrow facebuster to cheers from the crowd. While Cyncity is down, Annie turns over and begins crawling towards her corner.

Clement: Now Annie is looking to make the desperation tag!

Grayson: Will she be cut off like Cyncity was minutes ago?

Annie reaches out and tags in Hardy to cheers from the crowd. Once Cyncity gets up and turns around, Hardy connects with a springboard enzuigiri to cheers from the crowd. Hardy picks up Cyncity, hooks her arms and delivers a series of trapping headbutts to cheers from the crowd. After delivering a kick to the midsection, Hardy delivers Party Hardy: The Hangover to cheers from the crowd.

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Cordy breaks up the pin to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Cordy with the save!

Cordy picks up Hardy and goes for an irish whip. But Hardy reverses, sending Cordy into the ropes. When Cordy comes back, Hardy connects with the Hadouken to cheers from the crowd. While Cordy is doubled over, Annie runs over and connects with the Lui Kang Kick, sending Cordy stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. Back in the ring, Hardy throws down Cyncity with a scoop slam before the Sarklebuddies head out onto the apron and begin climbing opposite turnbuckles. Once they reach the top, the Sparklebuddies deliver the Sparkle Explosion to cheers from the crowd.

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THREE!

"Jager Yoga" blasts over the PA as the crowd explodes in cheers.

Cruz: Here are your winners, THE SPARKLEBUDDIES!

Annie and Laurel rejoice as the crowd cheers. meanwhile, Cordy pulls herself up on the outside using the edge of the apron. She looks over at Cyncity, then over at the Sparklebuddies, realizing what just happened.

Clement: They've done it! The Sparklebuddies have done it! Laurel and Annie will meet The Young Guns in two weeks during the finals of the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament!

Grayson: What a match! Both teams tore the house down. It's got to hurt wrestling a match that good, only to come away with a loss. But only one team can advance. Tonight, the Sparklebuddies were that team.

After getting in the ring, Cordy helps up Cyncity. Sex Sells then look over at The Sparklebuddies, who are still celebrating. Laurel and Annie then look over at Sex Sells. The two teams then head towards the center of the ring... and embrace with hugs to cheers and applause from the crowd. "Jager Yoga" blasts over the PA again as all four grapplers raise each others arms after a hard fought match...

[FGA Office]

(The show cuts backstage to where the FGA World Champion, Dom Harter is walking through the corridors, towards the exit of the convention hall. He reaches the main foyer when, with his title belt over his shoulder and a smug smirk on his face, he’s stopped by a couple of female fans who are vying for his attention. They appear to be fans of the rat variety, judging by the fact that the blonde one lowers the neckline of her halterneck so Dom could sign her chest. As she hands him the Sharpie pen, however, the process is rudely interrupted.)

Fan: Look out!

(One of the fans shout as Dom turns his head just enough to get clobbered by a chair shot. It’s enough to send him staggering as the assailant, an irate Jimmy Page swings the chair again. This time he catches Dom on the back, sending the champion down to all fours.)

(Page throws the chair down as he punts Harter in the ribs. The first shot knocks the air of Dom, the second one knocks him over so he’s flat on his back. Jimmy stomps away at the ribcage of the world champion as security personnel begin to arrive; they fail to pull the furious Jimmy Page away. He drops to his knees and begins to rain down blows until Harter jams a thumb in the eye. Page stumbles away, allowing the guards chance to grab him and lift him away.)

Jimmy Page: THEY CAN’T SAVE YOU HARTER!

(Page yells several obscenities as the guards hold him back – but none of them are holding Harter back! The champion charges in and takes out Page and a guard with a flying shouldertackle; all three men are sent sprawling across one of the merchandise tables that has been set up in the foyer. DVDs and t-shirts fly in every direction. The wooden table appears to have cracked in half. And a crowd of people have now gathered around as Harter and Page roll around on the floor, trading blows, rights and lefts.)

(The security personnel regather, half of them trying to restrain Harter as the other half try to hold down Page. None of them manage to succeed as both wrestlers push away the few guards who are trying to hold them back. Page breaks free first and immediately heads for Harter. A stiff right hook sends the champion staggering backwards with a guard in tow. Page follows up with a spear, sending the champion flying back into a vending machine. The plastic front crumples inwards as the four hundred plus pounds of wrestlers plow into it. Harter falls to the floor clutching the back of his head as Page goes in for another attack– only to get stopped in his tracks by a vicious elbow strike to the temple by future opponent, Dan Herrera.)

(Page backs away, holding the side of his head as Herrera glares at him. The two of them exchange some ‘pleasantries’ as the security guards escort Jimmy Page away. Herrera, meanwhile, offers a hand to the champion, helping Harter back to his feet as the two Bros watch Page walk away, surrounded by the security personnel.)