Vertigo 9.5.15

[FGA Office]

¡Uno!
¡Dos!
¡Tres!
¡Catorce!

Hello hello
(Hola)
I'm at a place called Vertigo
(Donde esta?)
It's everything I wish I didn't know
Except you give me something
I can feel, feel

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

The feed pans around the Palumbo Center, capturing the excited crowd. An FGA chant breaks out throughout several sections of the crowd while we transition to the ringside area, where Kris Cruise and Stephy Auger are standing by...


Kris Cruise: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the first ever episode of Vertigo on WGN America! I’m Kris Cruise alongside Stephy Auger, bringing you all the action tonight.

Stephy Auger: That’s right, Kris, and what a show we have in store for our network debut.

The camera pans around the arena here in Pittsburgh, showing the thousands of fans that have filled the Palumbo Center to near capacity. Signs for Cordy Stevenson, Izzy Anders, Noelle Smith, Luke Jackson, Dan Herrera can all be seen, as well as some for the Fratdaddies and Johnny Cannon. One or two expressing a deep hatred for Jimmy Page can be seen too. Finally, the camera cuts back to the commentary booth where Kris and Stephy are waiting.

Kris Cruise: That’s right, tonight we’ll see Cordy Stevenson going one on one with Misha LeCavalier, in what is sure to be a barn burner. Johnny Karma challenges Sunshine Scandalous for the FGA Pride Championship.

Stephy Auger: In what’ll be Johnny Karma’s second match of the evening – before then he has to compete in the Second Chance Battle Royal, alongside Luke Jackson, Cami Magna, Maurice Graham and Ochosi, for a shot at Chandler Scott’s World Championship at Above & Beyond IV!

Kris Cruise: As well as that we have Cyncity against the debuting Scott Bailey, Jennifer Drew against Kurosawa Chavez, Ling Ling and Yun Goeun against The Bros.

Stephy Auger: And, of course, in our main event we have a six man tag match. On one team we have Chandler Scott, Johnny Cannon and the woman he’ll face in two weeks time, Evangelista.

Kris Cruise: And they’re against Sean Sands, FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, Izzy Anders, and the woman she beat for that belt last month, Noelle Smith!

Stephy Auger: That certainly is a mixed bag tag match, Kris. But now it’s time, ladies and gentlemen, lets get ready for Vertigo on WGN America!

[FGA Office]

Jennifer Drew vs. Kurosawa Chavez

REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH

Depeche Mode's "Personal Jesus" cues up and Kurosawa Chavez bursts from behind the entrance curtain, one hand holding a cowboy hat firmly atop his head as the other "conducts" the music. Cameras notice Maurice Graham popping up at Kurosawa’s side from behind.

J. A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen this opening contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Brockton, Massachusetts weighing in at 185lbs…..

He swaggers his way down the ramp and stops dead in his tracks before jumping onto the apron. After intentionally nearly falling off, holding on with barely one hand, Kurosawa thrusts his pelvis into the air to the beat of the song and then slingshots himself into the ring.

J. A. Aldridge: KUROSAWAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CHAVEZZZZZ!

With a spin, Chavez tosses his cowboy hat into his corner, backing up into it with his hips moving in an exaggerated manner. “Marionette” plays over the speakers as the lights flash around the stage and Jenn walks out with a smile on her face.

J. A. Aldridge: And his opponent hailing from Miami, Florida by way of Manchester, England….JENNNNNNNIFER DREWWW!

She walks down the ramp and slides into the ring before climbing the top turnbuckle and blowing a kiss to the crowd and repeating the action before stepping into a corner and waits. The referee signals for the starting bell! 

Jenn and Kurosawa start to ease forward out of their respective corners. Both of them try to scan one another for any potential openings. 

Kris Cruise: Welcome! Welcome people to the debut edition of VERTIGO on WGN AMERICA!

Stephy Auger: Yes, it feels amazing to be on television again doesn’t it, Kris? Feel the atmosphere, if you’re at home reach towards your screen. Feel the TV vibe. Look at the new set up, the new ring aprons, the green color scheme. It’s all beautiful, man.

Kurosawa appears to be done looking for openings! He lands a perfectly placed Spinning Backfist to the face of Jennifer Drew - executing a perfect spin in the process. It sends the smaller Drew down to the canvas! Maurice Graham gives Kurosawa the thumbs up from the western ring apron. Motioning that it’s very impressive. Chavez wastes no time in going for the pin. Using the 85 pound difference between himself and Jenn to his advantage.

Kris Cruise: Chavez going for the pin after that Back Fist. Like the way he goes about things or not Kurosawa has been impressive since coming on the scene here in Frontier Grappling Arts.

Kurosawa places his forearm on the face of Drew for added pressure to the pin attempt. The referee drops down to his knees going for the count;

ONE!
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TWO!
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KICKOUT!

Jenn gets her shoulder up at two!

Chavez pulls Jenn up by grabbing a handfull of her hair - yanking it - which the Pittsburgh fans didn’t like one bit. The referee gets involved telling Kurosawa to let go of the hair. He responds by delivering a hard open palm slap to Jenn’s face! Chavez pulls her to the corner - He pulls the second turnbuckle padding right off! Causing the fans to boo a little more.

Kris Cruise: What’s he doing?!

Stephy Auger: Showing us how smart he is!

Chavez pulls Jen up back first against the exposed second turnbuckle.

Kris Cruise: The fans don’t seem to like this much.

Chavez backed up all the way to the opposite side of the ring. He then charges forward looking for REEL TO REEL! WHAM! Kurosawa yelled out in pain! His knee went straight into the exposed turnbuckle! Jenn uses HER size to her advantage. Rolling right out of the ring before Chavez could make hard contact! Chavez held his knee rolling back and forth.

Stephy Auger: Miss?! There’s no way!

Kris Cruise: Yes there is! Jenn used her agility to dodge that bullet!

Jenn slides back into the ring - she runs up to Chavez and nails him right in the nose with a SHINING WIZARD! Jenn drapes her body over the shocked Kurosawa. Hooking the outer leg. The referee gets into position as the fans start to cheer!

ONE!
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TWO!

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NO!

Kurosawa kicked out! The kickout didn’t stop Jenn! She jumps right to the top turnbuckle - turning around. She leaps off for the FROG SPLASH! Right across Kurosawa’s chest! Maurice slapped the canvas getting amped - trying to get Kurosawa back in the match! Jenn goes for the pin once again! Laying off across Chavez….

ONE!
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TWO!

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THREE-NO!

Stephy Auger: Kurosawa is resilient. No matter how you try to dice away at it!

Kris Cruise: Well no one tried to deny that….But you also can’t deny Jenn Drew’s quickness, and her ability to take the fight to anyone despite her size!

Kris says with a disappointed tone. Jenn points to the turnbuckle saying “ONE MORE TIME?!” The fans cheer!

Kris Cruise: Jenn’s looking to pick up her first win right here on the first edition of Vertigo! A memorable win indeed!

Jenn climbs up to the top turnbuckle. She took one step at a time. This adds suspense as the crowd wants her to put Kurosawa away! Once she gets to the very top she motions for the moonsault! But…Kurosawa pops up! He climbs the same turnbuckle. Positioning himself behind Drew!

Kris Cruise: Oh no…

Stephy Auger: Oh yes! Went to the well one too many times, Jennifer!

Chavez leaps up - wrapping his legs around the back of Drew’s neck - falling back he nails the TIME TRAVELER! Jenn falls onto the canvas face first after the Reverse Frankensteiner! She makes hard contact which knocks her out right away. Chavez hooks her left leg…

Stephy Auger: This one’s over.

Kris Cruise: Valiant effort by Jenny Drew. She came close to winning!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

J. A. Aldridge: Here’s your winner by pinfall…..KUROSAWA CHAAAAAAAVEZZZZ!

Stephy Auger: Kurosawa Chavez picks up the first win in the first match EVER on Vertigo!

“Personal Jesus” resumes blaring throughout the Palumbo Center! Maurice Graham gets into the ring with a grin on his face. The referee raises the hand of Kurosawa as the scene fades out.

[FGA Office]

The scene cuts to the backstage area where Spencer Burke is seen standing in front of a Vertigo banner.

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentleman, at this time I am joined by the one, the only, Saint Sexy, Cordelia Stevenson!

The camera pans back a bit as Cordelia steps into the scene, already dressed in her ring gear and ready to go. She gives the camera a bright smile before turning towards Spencer and giving him an acknowledging and a pat on the shoulder. She takes a step back, looking him up and down.

Cordelia Stevenson: Look at you looking all spiffy for TV.

She gives him a wink and Spencer smiles before clearing his throat.

Spencer Burke: Thank you Ms. Stevenson. It's a big night. I had to snazz it up a bit.

Cordy holds a finger up, shaking it.

Cordelia Stevenson: And you did a heck of a job, Spency. But you're absolutely right. Tonight? Yeah, It is a big night indeed. Historical as a matter of fact. Ya see, FGA has finally returned to television, and that's a big deal man. Because now, the fans? They don't have to wait to get the DVD to catch all the action. They can tune in live, right here on WGN every Saturday nights to see their favorite superstars in action! I wasn't around the last time this company had a TV deal, but talking to Cynderblock and seeing the issues that she went through back then, I know it wasn't necessarily the best of situations. But when that deal was lost due to the irresponsible actions of a certain individual... do you know who lost the most out of that entire ordeal, Spencer? It was the fans. So as big of a night as this is for you and I. It's a big night for them also, and I'm just happy that I can be apart of it.

Spencer Burke nods and smiles.

Spencer Burke: Indeed Ms. Stevenson. And tonight, many of those very fans will be cheering you on as you step into the ring with Misha LeCavalier. What are your thoughts heading into that match later on?

Cordelia smirks.

Cordelia Stevenson: Well, for one? I think that I'm going to be in for a fight. Misha is hungry. She's made that known. And she also has a last name to live up to.

The comment comes out a bit snarky as Cordelia shrugs.

Cordelia Stevenson: She's also let that be known. I already know that she's going to give it everything she's got, because well... I guess that's just what it means to be a LeCavalier. She is no slouch by a long shot, and I know that she's going to be ready, but you want to know something Spencer? So am I. This isn't the first time that I've fought someone that was hungry. This isn't the first time that I've stepped into the ring with someone looking to leave their mark. I do that every single time I step into a ring, Spencer. I'm a target. I don't think I've crossed paths yet with anyone that hasn't given me their all. I don't think I've crossed paths yet with anyone that didn't want to tear my head off because they knew just what it might mean for their career. I'm used to this, Spency. Because as Misha said, I’m surrounded by vicious dogs, just waiting for the opportunity to bite into my neck and slaughter me.

She folds her arms across her chest, and shifts her body as she turns and gazes at the camera.

Cordelia Stevenson: But what are dogs to a Lioness? Huh Spencer? Misha LeCavalier is going to give me her best shot, and for her sake, she better pray that it’s enough. She’s another dangerous dog, ready to pounce and attack. I get it. But what Misha needs to understand, is that I’m the Lioness of the Frontier… and I don’t know if she’s realized it or not, but…

Cordy cocks her head to the side as she looks back at Spencer.

Cordelia Stevenson: I seem to handle bitches pretty well.

Spencer’s eyes widen in shock for a split second. Cordy blows a kiss towards the camera.

Cordelia Stevenson: Get familiar.

With that said, Cordy walks away as the scene fades fades out.

[FGA Office]

2ND CHANCE BATTLE ROYAL
Johnny Karma, Luke Jackson, Camellia D. Magna, Maurice Graham, Ochosi The Hunter

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is our Second Chance over the top rope battle royal! Introducing first, from The Hunting Plains, weighing in at 237lbs … OCHOSI, THE HUNTER!

The arena's lights dim considerably. Smoke billows from behind the curtain, accompanied by a slow cadence of African drums. Ochosi steps from behind the curtains, head down. He raises his arms to his waist, basking in the smoke for a moment. He slowly makes his way down the ramp, backed by the mysterious drums. Once at the ring, he slides in underneath the bottom rope, then comes up on his right knee, with his left leg extended behind and to the left, supporting himself with his right hand. He looks like a panther, ready to pounce on his prey.

J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, from Charlotte, North Carolina … CAMELLIA D. MAGNA!

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

Kris Cruise: Camellia Magna determined to earn herself a title shot here tonight, and she’s made it known that she’ll take no prisoners.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponent, from Springfield, Massachusetts, weighing in 235bs … ‘THE MACHINE’ MAURICE GRAHAM!

“Breathe” by Fabolous hits and the lights begin to strobe. Maurice Graham walk out to the stage wearing a black towel over his head. Behind him is his new found friend, Kurosawa Chavez. After doing a few air jabs to loosen up, Maurice lifts up the towel revealing a devilish grin before he heads to the ring with his left fist in the air. Chaves strolls casually along behind him, still smirking after his decisive victory earlier tonight. As they arrives to the ring Maurice rolls underneath the bottom rope, while Chavez takes a position in the corner. He then makes his way to the corner climbing to the second rope to look down on the fans.

Kris Cruise: We saw Maurice accompany Kurosawa to the ring in the opening contest, now apparently he’s returning the favor.

Stephy Auger: They did work well together in the tag match on the last show, Kris. I just hope Victoria doesn’t get jealous.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponent, from Oakland, California, weighing in at 165lbs. ‘THE KID’ LUKE JACKSON!

“Lose Yourself” by Eminem begins playing throughout the arena as Luke comes out with a huge smile on his face, basking in the glory of wrestling. He has a black wife beater on and backwards Oakland As' cap. He slaps the hands of fans on his way down to the ring, before sliding in under the bottom rope.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponent, from Queens, New York, weighing in at 233lbs … JOHNNY KARMA!

The arena lights flash in a myriad of different colours in time with John Bonham's quite remarkably epic drum intro that is filling the arena, and just as it reaches a crescendo Cherry Baum emerges at the top of the ramp, standing to one side so she can present The Man, The Myth, The Johnny Karma to His adoring public, and at the exact moment Jimmy Page's riff begins making love to the crowd's ears He arrives at the top of the ramp, strutting to a vantage point where the entire crowd can see Him and, as Cherry applauds Him, He blows a kiss to the arena. Karma strolls down the ramp with Cherry stood by His side, chatting and waving to the fans who have paid to see Him do His thing tonight while making sure that every single hair on his head is in the exact place it should be.

As the pair reach ringside, Cherry quickly climbs onto the ring apron and sits on the middle rope to hold it open, as Karma climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning to face His audience and slowly raising an arm before raising his index finger to let everyone know that He is #1, before he steps through the ropes into His ring.

Once inside His ring, Karma climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle and unzips his ring jacket, looking out over His crowd and nodding in acknowledgment that they are all there to see Him, and that He is grateful for this. Karma climbs down from the turnbuckle and crosses the ring, climbing onto the opposite turnbuckle to salute His followers.

Kris Cruise: Later tonight he’ll be looking to become a two-time Pride champion, but before then, Johnny Karma hopes to earn himself another shot at the World Championship.

Stephy Auger: Of course, Karma last had a shot back at A New Odyssey, but he has tough competition here if he wants another chance.

The bell sounds to start the match as each if the five competitors remain almost stationary, eyeing each other up when, suddenly Ochosi, the Hunter makes the first move, darting towards Maurice Graham! The crowd gasp collectively as ‘The Machine’ sidesteps and tosses Ochosi sailing over the top rope!

Stephy Auger: We have out first elimination already!

Kris Cruise: Looks like Ochosi won’t be going on to Above & Beyond to face Chandler Scott.

On the outside, Kurosawa points and laughs at the eliminated Hunter; he’s joined by Maurice Graham in the ring, as both men heckle the ejected Ochosi. But Maurice has to be careful as Luke Jackson sneaks up behind him, trying to throw him out of the ring. The roar of the crowd give it away, however, and Maurice is able to take preventative measures, clutching onto the ropes as Luke pushes him over, and rolling back in under the bottom rope. Jackson continues stomping at the downed Machine as, on the other side of the ring, Cami Magna and Johnny Karma are duking it out.

Karma has her back into the corner, having overpowered her from the tie-up, and is thrusting his shoulder repeatedly into her midsection, He switches tact and delivers an uppercut that has Cami reeling. The attack is interrupted though as Luke Jackson rushes in, squashing both opponents in the corner with a jumping splash! The crowd cheering the youngster on as Karma and Cami fall to the mat. Luke, meanwhile, turns on his heel and charges back across the ring towards Maurice, catching The Machine with a running dropkick.

Stephy Auger: Luke Jackson is on fire here!

Karma begins to stand up, holding his head after an apparent meeting of the minds, as Jackson charges back across the ring. He hops up onto the middle rope, springboarding off with a triangle dropkick that knocks Karma through the middle rope and to the outside. The nearest referee assures him he’s not eliminated as Cherry Baum rushes over to check on him. Jackson, meanwhile, turns his attention to Cami Magna, pulling her up from her seated position in the corner. A quick DDT takes her down and over before Luke kips back up to his feet. He stands the side of his prone opponent as he leaps up into the air for a standing moonsault – only to get caught by Maurice, and a huge German suplex!

Kris Cruise: You have to have eyes on the back of your head in a match like this, just like Luke Jackson found out.

Stephy Auger: And a huge German suplex by The Machine there. Can he capitalize?

Graham grabs up Jackson and deadlifts him off the mat. He pushes The Kid back against the ropes before going for the Irish whip. He lowers his head for the back body drop, but Luke scouts it early on. He counters with a boot to the face, sending The Machine bolt upright and flailing. Before Jackson can proceed further, both he and Maurice are taken out a double clothesline from Johnny Karma! The Karmic One stomps at Luke, working over the torso of The Kid as Cami Magna sneaks up behind him. A shout from Cherry on the outside alerts him, but that only means the dropkick connects to the face instead of to the back of his head! Maurice gets back up as Cami doubles him over with a toe kick. She goes against the ropes for some momentum – but Kurosawa Chavez on the outside catches her with a clubbing blow to the small of the back!

Kris Cruise: That was uncalled for!

The referees on the outside order Chavez to step back from the ring, which he does with a smirk on his face. Across the ring, Cherry Baum shoots him an evil glare. Meanwhile, Cami staggers away from the ropes, right into a clothesline from The Machine! It’s got enough force behind it to send her over the top rope…

Stephy Auger: Tremendous agility from Cami Magna!

Cami lands on the apron, clutching onto the top rope for dear life as she waits for Graham to turn around. The Machine notices something is amiss by the crowd’s reaction; he turns to check what’s happened, only to see Magna soaring through the air with her patented springboard hurricanrana! Graham is sent sprawling across the ring, but Cami doesn’t have time to rest on her laurels. Karma spins her around and plants her with a thrusting spinebuster. Following up, Karma goes against the ropes, coming back with a jumping knee drop down across the chest of Cami Magna.

Meanwhile, Jackson has turned his attention to Maurice Graham, and currently has The Machine in one corner. With one arm hooked under his opponent’s leg, The Kid is trying to lift him over the top rope, but a timely distraction from Chavez catches Luke’s attention, allowing Maurice an opening. He fires off an elbow down across the top of Luke’s head, forcing The Kid back a step as Maurice hops down off the ropes. A quick toe kick doubles The Kid over, quickly followed by a spinning neck breaker. He drags Luke back to his feet and lifts him up for the olympic slam – but Jackson drops down the back! He catches Maurice with a dropkick, knocking The Machine over the top rope, but Maurice skins the cat. He drags himself back up to a standing position on the apron as Jackson fires off a savate kick!

Stephy Auger: What impact on that super kick there!

Kris Cruise: Wait a second…

Graham falls backwards, only to be caught by Kurosawa Chavez as if it were a trust exercise! The fans boo as Kurosawa helps The Machine back onto the apron, but The Kid lands a running dropkick this time that sends The Machine tumbling off the apron, taking out Chavez as well!

Stephy Auger: And Maurice Graham has been eliminated.

On the outside, Maurice and Kurosawa both glare daggers at Luke Jackson, as The Kid waves them good-bye. But that only allows Johnny Karma the opportunity to sneak up behind Luke and dump him over the top rope – NO! Jackson clutches on for dear life and manages to roll back under the bottom rope, whereupon he’s stomped at mercilessly by Johnny Karma.

Magna is down on the far side of the ring, having found herself victim to some Instant Karma, but still having the wherewithal to evade elimination. This allows Karma to drag Jackson back to his feet to execute a scoop powerslam. That size advantage coming into play as Karma transitions to a mounted position, wailing away with rights and lefts to The Kid. The fans in attendance don’t like it one bit, and are letting Karma know as much before he stands up to gloat. Karma motions around his waist, shouting “double champion” to the fans as Jackson begins to stir.

Kris Cruise: What does Johnny Karma have in store here?

He asks as Jackson is placed precariously atop the turnbuckle facing outwards. Cherry Baum claps her hands in anticipation as Karma climbs to the middle rope. He hooks Jackson in place for a belly to back superplex, but Cami is back on her feet. She makes her way to the corner and gets between Karma’s legs, attempting a powerbomb as Karma superlexes Luke off the top turnbuckle!

Stephy Auger: Cami Magna using the momentum against Johnny Karma there, in order to deliver a thunderous powerbomb.

But she’s not done yet! Magna looks towards Jackson and makes her way over to him, applying her Crown of Thorns submission hold, wrenching back on the arm as The Kid howls in agony. She knows there’s no submission, but Cami is looking to put the hurt on Luke Jackson here. He begins to tap out, but the referee is powerless to stop this. With the crowd booing her, Cami finally relents, stomping Jackson before turning her attention to Karma.

The Karmic One is still down after that powerbomb, as Cami grabs him by the legs, holding them in a wishbone. She drops a knee down across the crown jewels, and Cherry Baum is up on the apron in protest!

Stephy Auger: That’s not a position Cherry Baum wants to be in.

Kris Cruise: She’s taken exception to that low blow apparently.

Magna makes her way and argues with Cherry, who’s insisting that the low blow was uncalled for. But Cami just shrugs before palming Cherry away. Baum manages to hold onto the top rope, but drops down of her own accord as she sees what’s coming. Cami turns around, just in time to see Luke Jackson charging towards her with a clothesline, sending Magna tumbling over the rope! He manages to stop himself in the nick of time, but before he can react, Johnny Karma is up, albeit wincing, as he bundles Jackson over the top rope!

Kris Cruise: Two quick eliminations and this one is over!

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match and the new number one contender for the FGA World Championship … JOHNNY KARMA!

Stephy Auger: A big win in his first match of the evening for Johnny Karma, and he’s just earned himself another shot at the FGA World Championship!

Kris Cruise: I bet Chandler Scott isn’t too happy about this, Stephy.

Karma stands up to celebrate in the ring, with Cherry Baum by his side as the referee raises his arm. On the outside, Luke Jackson looks distraught, and Cami Magna looks angry with herself. She slams her fist against the ground before moving away the aisle, followed close behind by Jackson as the two continue arguing all the way up.

Stephy Auger: Later tonight he’ll have a chance to compete for the FGA Pride Championship – do you think Karma can walk away from Above & Beyond as a double champion?

Kris Cruise: I wouldn’t put it past him. If anyone could, it’s Johnny Karma!

[FGA Office]

Karma and Cherry head back up the aisle, passing through the curtain with a look on contentment on each of their faces as the crowd's boos begin to quieten down. The camera returns to the commentary desk.

Kris Cruise: Well that was an exciting battle royal, and a big congratulations to Johnny Karma as he'll go on to Above & Beyond IV to challenge Chandler Scott for the FGA Worl--

But the commentator is interrupted as the opening chords of “Low Self Opinion” begin to play throughout the arena. The Pittsburgh fans immediately begin to boo as The Tenacious Little Bastard steps out from behind the curtain and throws his arms out to either side.

Stephy Auger: He’s not scheduled to be out here right now…

Kris Cruise: I don’t think Dom cares for schedules, Stephy.

Dressed in his Bros t-shirt, as well as his black pants, Dom also has that trademark crooked grin plastered across his face as he begins to stride down the aisle, soaking in the boos and jeers. Harter rolls in under the bottom rope and stands dead center in the middle of the ring, with a microphone in hand as his music fades out.

Dom Harter: I’ll forego the usual pomp and circumstance with which I normally start these things. You see, I’m not really in the mood for small talk. I’m not really in the mood to play games with you people…

The fans don’t seem to like that whatsoever.

Dom Harter: ...back at Glory Road, I endured what could be considered the worst night of my life. I went to Miami as the FGA Pride Champion, as the two time winner of the Gold Rush Rumble. And I expected to leave as the FGA Pride Champion, and as the three time winner of the Gold Rush Rumble…

Kris Cruise: And we all know how that turned out!

A small “Threepeat Killer” chant starts up, and soon gains momentum. Harter does his best to ignore it, but it carries on long enough that he has to delay what he’s trying to say.

Stephy Auger: A lot of Cyncity fans in the arena tonight, apparently.

Dom Harter: You’re right. That night Cyncity killed my dreams of winning the Threepeat. She ruined my chance to make history. To re-establish myself as the dominant force here in FGA. And when I realized that, when it dawned on me that I wasn’t going to All Star Showdown to challenge for the World title. That I’d be leaving Miami without my Pride title, without the third successive Gold Rush Rumble victory … I lost my temper.

The wry tone to his voice draws more boos from the fans.

Dom Harter: I’m not going to apologize for what I did. I’ve served my suspension, I’ve paid my fine. And I spent ninety days as an outcast, a pariah of sorts. Ninety days at home, wondering what I was going to do about my situation. I mean, some people saw that as the end of my tenure here in FGA - that I was as good as gone…

A cheer sounds up from the fans; Harter can’t ignore that one. The frustration is beginning to show on his face as he runs a hand down his jaw.

Stephy Auger: A popular opinion, it seems.

Kris Cruise: After everything he’s done in FGA, Stephy, from cheating Chris Q out of the World title, to attacking Chris Tryon and Tiffani Lawrence Michaels, right up to attacking the referees at Glory Road - he’s not a man these fans like. At all.

Dom Harter: ...what, and leave all this? No, I was going to come back when my suspension was over. The question I was asking myself was: when do I beat Cyncity to within an inch of her life? Because for the last ninety days, I have thought about little else, other than driving her head first into this canvas, time after time, until they drag me off her. Of smearing her blood across this mat in a match that’ll make even the strongest stomach turn over once or twice. But then, there were some people who suggested I … just let it go.

Harter shakes his head.

Dom Harter: As if I was capable of that. They tried telling me that I don’t have a lot of friends, that I’m not a popular person. That Cyncity only did what she did because the opportunity presented itself, that the match called for it. That if I were in her position, I’d do the same damn thing. And to all of these arguments - as logical and as valid as they are - I told those people where to stick their damn opinions. You were my friend, Cindy…

Harter says, turning towards the backstage area.

Dom Harter: ...and you cost me everything.

Kris Cruise: What a second, is that--?

The beginning of "Dam Dadi Do" by Nightcore fills the arena as the fans here in Pittsburgh begin to cheer. Cyncity emerges from the back, dressed almost exactly like Dom Harter is - right down to the Bros t-shirt and blonde streak in her hair. Cyn holds a microphone in her hands as she stares down the entrance ramp, making sure to keep a good distance away from the unsettled Harter.

Cyncity: Wow. You know, if I would have known this was gonna be how you were gonna act after Glory Road I would’ve never eliminated you from Gold Rush! Heck, I would’ve probably just let you eliminate me because Dom Harter, the one and only Triple Crown winner in FGA, needs to re-establish himself as the dominant figure in allllll of the Arts of Frontier Grappling! The only two time Gold Rush Rumble winner, and the one time Dynamic Duos winner Dom Harter needs to remind everyone just how good he really is by winning Gold Rush Rumble for the third time because everyone musta forgot what Dom Harter was capable of! The Men in Black swooped in after Mia beat Dom Harter for the Pride Championship and erased Dom Harter from everyone’s memories!

Cyn pulls the microphone away from her chin and shakes her head in disgust.

Cyncity: Do you hear how ridiculous that sounds, Dom? That’s exactly what you sound like right now. Here you are, quite possibly the most decorated wrestler to ever step foot in FGA, and that’s still not good enough for you. Instead of being humbled by all of your success, you just keep turning into a meaner and bigger butthead each and every week! I did exactly what you would’ve, Dom. I did exactly what anyone else would’ve done if they had you in a position where they could eliminate you so don’t come out here and start saying silly things like you want to smear my blood across the mat in a match that’ll make even the strongest stomach turn over once or twice, mister!

Taking a moment to think over her words, Cyn begins to step down toward the entrance ramp, never taking her eyes off of Dom.

Cyncity: Let's rewind back to Only the Strong Survive in 2014, Dom. Do you remember what you did? You eliminated your “bro” Danny Boy, and let me guess… that was okay, right? That was okay because you’re stinkin’ Dom Harter, dangit! The master and ruler of the Arts of Frontier Grappling!

She continues walking down the ramp, shaking her head from side to side as the crowd begins to stir.

Cyncity: No, Dom. I’m tired of it. These people are tired of it. The boys in the back are tired of it! To you, it always has to be about Dom Harter! Dom Harter this, Dom Harter that! You’re like FGA’s Marsha Brady! Well guess what, scrooge! It’s not all about Dom Harter anymore! And you wanna know the stinkin’ truth? I don’t regret eliminating you from Gold Rush and becoming the Threepeat Killer because I can’t call myself #NoDVDTapingsOff anymore and I’m mad!

Realizing she was going off topic, Cindy stops her pace and sighs into the microphone

Cyncity: The worst part about all of this, Dom? I’ve been trying to make things up to you even though I did nothing wrong. I’ve been dying my hair, buying your merchandise, and coming out here each and every week since All-Star Showdown IV doing everything in my power to make sure the FGA faithful didn’t forget just who you are since you’re sooo worried about that. And instead of being grateful and buying me a teddy bear and stuff, you come to the ring on the very first episode of Vertigo and say you wanna do all these mean and nasty things to me. Well, you know what? How about you try it!

The crowd pops loudly after Cindy finishes her statement. Dom leans across the top rope, looking down at Cindy; the pair of them remain stationary, never taking their eyes off the other person for a second.

Dom Harter: You want a teddy bear?! You want us to go back to how we were before this all started?

Kris Cruise: It seems like a reasonable request to me.

Dom Harter: We can't go back, Cyn ... we can only go forward. You want to be the ThreePeat Killer so bad, fine...

He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly as the crowd cheer the nickname. Dom holds the ropes open for Cindy to enter the ring, which she eventually does after climbing up the ring steps. Parker tries to mask any fear she may be feeling as she and Dom stand toe to toe.

Dom Harter: Do you reckon you can do it one on one though? At Above & Beyond IV, could Cyncity defeat Dom Harter? Because I bet you want to find out the answer to that question. I bet these fans want to find out the answer to that question ... so whaddya say, Cindy?

Cyncity: Um…

She huffs into the microphone and takes a few seconds to think over whether or not she really wanted a match against what appears to be a vengeful Dom Harter. The Pittsburgh crowd carries on the “Threepeat Killer” chant, and seem to make Cindy’s mind up for her.

Cyncity: You know what! You’re on! Someone has to teach you some manners and it might as well be me!

Dom Harter: That's what I thought ... just try not to get killed by Scott Bailey...

He says as he leaves the ring. "Low Self Opinion" plays once more as The Tenacious Little Bastard heads back up the aisle, smirking to himself all the while.

Stephy Auger: Are we going to see Cyncity versus Dom Harter for the first time ever in a singles match in two weeks time at Above & Beyond?!

Kris Cruise: The challenge has been laid out, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: Wow, what an addition to what is already a stacked card!

Kris Cruise: These pay-per-views just keep getting better and better each time.

[ FADE TO COMMERCIAL ]

[FGA Office]

Cyncity vs. Scott Bailey

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, already in the ring, CYNCITY!

Cyncity spins in a circle and does her trademark Sex Sells pose, her arms in the air, and buttom pushed out. Fans in attendance whistle in her direction as she breaks her pose and blows kisses to the audience.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 390lbs … SCOTT BAILEY!

Kris Cruise: Look at the size of him…

"Hell's Creation" by Graveworm starts blaring throughout the arena as Scott Bailey walks out from behind the curtain, wearing a black singlet with silver flames rising upward from the bottom. He has a black skull cap on. Scott Bailey slowly walks down the ramp to the ring, sneering as he looks around at the crowd. Scott Bailey stops once he reaches the ring, then slides in under the bottom rope. He goes to the corner and leans back on the turnbuckles, taking his skull cap off and dropping it in the corner.

Stephy Auger: She’s survived her confrontation with Dom Harter, now can Cyncity survive a match against a near four hundred pound behemoth>

As the bell rings, Bailey just stands there in the middle of the ring giving CynCity a menacing glare almost daring her to approach him. Cyn backpedals a bit, weary of going within arm's reach of the big man. He stomps forward and slaps his chest, yelling at her to take her best shot. Cyn looks around at the crowd who cheers for her to go ahead. She steps forward and fires off a hard right that draws an "ohhhhh" from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: That may not be the most effective tactic, Cindy.

Bailey holds his jaw and laughs, asking CynCity if that's all she's got. Cyn backs up and charges again, delivering a forearm shot that fails to stagger the big man. Bailey shakes his head at her and motions for her to try it again. Cyn sprints back towards the ropes and rebounds. She storms forward, but before she can pick up the steam to deliver her next blow, Bailey surges forward and blasts her with a vicious running clothesline that turns her inside out, to boos from the crowd.

Cyn crashes to the mat hard, as the big man saunters around the ring. He stalks towards Cyn and plucks her up from the mat, delivering a clubbing forearm to the back that knocks her to her knees. He then roughly nudges her in the side of the head with his boot, shoving her down to the mat.

CynCity crawls towards the ropes, looking to pull herself up. Bailey stalks behind her and roughly snatches her up once again. He lifts her up and delivers a scoop slam. He then delivers a powerful leg drop. Cyn clutches at her throat and attempts to roll away after the move, but Scott grabs her and roughly snatches her back into a pin.

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Stephy Auger: The size advantage really proving beneficial for Scott Bailey here.

Cyn is able to get a shoulder up. Scott slowly rises to his feet. He lifts CynCity up and backs her up against the turnbuckle. He then whips her across the ring into the opposite corner. Cyn crashes hard into the turnbuckle and then Bailey surges across the ring, and connects with a running corner body splash.

Cyn slumps down into the corner against the ropes. Bailey saunters around, mouthing off at the crowd who showers him with boos. He turns his attention back towards Cyn and stomps over towards her, delivering a few stomps before choking her with his boot. The ref steps in and begins a count to five, and Bailey breaks at the last possible second.

Kris Cruise: Cyncity is in trouble here, Stephy. She needs to turn this match around soon.

He reaches down and yanks Cyn off the mat, scooping her up. He turns around and begins moving forward, looking to connect with a running powerslam, but Cyn kicks her feet and is able to break free and slide down his back. She lands on her feet, and makes a break for the ropes. She bounces off and storms back, delivering a dropkick to the big man’s leg as soon as he turns around. Bailey drops to a knee, and Cyn quickly scrambles to her feet. She rushes forward and catches Bailey with a Single leg dropkick that slingshots him back, to cheers from the crowd. She crawls over to make the cover.

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Bailey powers his way out with ease, tossing CynCity off of him. Cyn scrambles to her feet, and watches as the big man rolls and gets to a kneeling position. She steps forward and fires off a shoot kick, that makes the big man reel. She then fires off another one and another one, before connecting with an enziguri that puts the big man down. She crawls over and tries to turn him over to make the pin, but she seems to be struggling a bit.

Stephy Auger: That’s near four hundred pounds she has to try and roll over.

Finally she rolls him over and goes for the pin.

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Scott Bailey muscles his way out. Cyn gets to her feet and when Bailey gets to his, she delivers a spin kick to his gut. She grabs him by the head and connects with the YoshiT! She goes for the cover.

Stephy Auger: This could be it!

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The big man forces his way out once again. CynCity climbs to her feet. She gets Bailey to a vertical base, and then nails him with a couple of hard forearm shots. She backs him into the ropes, and attempts to whip him across the ring, but the big man bears his weight down and plants himself. Cyn attempts to irish whip him once again, but Bailey has other plans as he yanks her back right into a spinebuster! The big man stays down on the mat, taking a moment to catch his breath. Finally he rolls to his feet. He glances at his downed opponent, and then backs into the ropes. He lumbers forward and then hits a body splash.

Kris Cruise: Oh, that has to hurt!

He goes for the pin.

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Stephy Auger: How?!

Somehow CynCity manages to get a shoulder up after the body splash from the big man. The crowd cheers at her display of heart. Scott shakes his head, upset that it wasn’t a three count. He turns towards the referee, yelling that it was a three count, but the ref defiantly shakes his head and holds up two fingers. Cyn tries to roll away, but once again Bailey snatches her back, forcing her shoulders down to the mat as he orders the referee to count again.

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CynCity kicks out. Bailey casts an annoyed glance at the referee, and then sneers at Cyn as he lumbers to his feet. He plucks Cyn up off the mat and gets her to a vertical base. He lifts Cyn up for a Samoan drop, but she drives an elbow into the back of his head. She manages to wiggle free and drop down behind him. When Bailey turns around, she catches him with a Single Knee Facebuster to cheers from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Cyncity taking the opportunity to try and get back into this one.

With the big man down, Cyn makes her way towards the ropes and hops up onto the middle turnbuckle. She waits patiently, watching as he struggles to get to his feet. Bailey gets up groggily, and stumbles around. He turns to find Cyn, and when he does, she leaps off of the ropes looking to connect with a Diving DDT…

But Scott Bailey catches her, and immediately locks in a Bear Hug!

Stephy Auger: This looks bad for Cyncity…

Cyn howls in agony as Bailey begins to ragdoll her, shaking her from side to side. The ref checks in asking Cyn if she wants to quit, but she yells no! Bailey tightens the hug and slowly but surely, Cyn seems to be losing any fight thats left in her. The ref checks in again, asking if she wants to quit, and Cyn shakes her head. She throws a few punches but they don’t have much effect at all. A few more moments pass and Cyn looks to go limp in Bailey’s arms. The ref looks as if he’s about to call for the bell, but all of a sudden, Cyn’s hands shoot up and she goes for Bailey’s neck, her fingers wiggling.

Suddenly, Bailey starts making awkward movements, shifting his neck from side to side as CynCity starts tickling him. The crowd cheers as the unique maneuver seems to work. Bailey drops Cyn and she promptly delivers a foot stomp. She then surges towards the ropes and comes back to deliver Beauty and the Knee! Both competitors are down on the mat. Cyn crawls towards the ropes, and uses them to pull herself up. She glances back and notices that Bailey is still down and then heads towards the ropes. She uneasily pulls herself up. Once she’s up top she balances herself before leaping off and delivering The Standing Ovation!

She crawls over to make the pin.

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J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, CYNCITY!

Kris Cruise: What a win for Cyncity, against an opponent over twice her size!

Stephy Auger: A second victory in a row since returning, Cyncity proving she still has what it takes to survive here in FGA. And she’ll need that in two weeks time for her match against Dom Harter.

Kris Cruise: Absolutely. And he’ll be in action later tonight as he teams with Dan Herrera to take on Ling Ling and Yun Goeun, but before that, we’re going backstage!

[FGA Office]

Cherry Baum is sitting by herself and checking her phone backstage atthe Palumbo Center while Johnny Karma is having his first post-match shower of the evening, and she looks a little downbeat

Cherry: ...

As Cherry continues to poke away at the phone's screen and looking distracted, Noelle Smith passes by in the corridor. Noelle seems a little preoccupied, seemingly whispering to herself.

Noelle Smith: No, no I think it'll be fine. He won't crack, you should have seen the look on his face. He was so pissed, I almost got smart with him but ...

She turns a little and then it comes clear she has one of those Bluetooth earpieces in. She sees Cherry looking so down, and she suddenly switches gears, cutting off the call and she walks over to Cherry, a little almost smile on her lips.

Noelle Smith: Hey Cherry... are you okay honey? What's going on? Something wrong with Johnny? Can I help at all?

Her tone seems so sincere, as she crouches down to Cherry's level.

Noelle Smith: I'm not... trying to get in your business, but I know what it's like to worry, and if you need to talk it's okay to come find me. That's not popular I guess, we're supposed to all be so tough and without feelings. But seriously Cherry, if you need to, I'll listen.

Cherry stops poking at her phone and sighs, before she looks up at Noelle

Cherry: It's just...remember a few months back, when J-K lost his confidence and almost literally had to be dragged to the ring? Back then it felt like I was the only person on the whole roster who cared, especially with Cyncity happy to twist the knife every opportunity she got. But I thought all that was in the past, but then on the last show...

Cherry throws her hands in the air in frustration.

Cherry: Now it's Tony Carmine's turn, as he goes from endlessly bugging me on Twitter to acting like I'm his next conquest, and it's just...when did I become the easy target, you know?

Noelle Smith: It's weird isn't it? How they try to get in our heads by saying stupid stuff about our sex lives, our significant others, our family...everything but what matters. You're not an easy target Cherry, you're an attack of opportunity. Please don't let it get you down, and I know easier said than done. But think of it this way. If someone wants to get at Karma so bad that they try to sneak around face to faceing him by coming at you? Sounds like Karma's doing something right.

She pauses, considering something.

Noelle Smith: Here, let me see your phone for a second. I'm going to put my number in, because I really meant what I said. If you need to talk, or whatever? You can call. People need people, Cherry. It's easy to forget that sometimes.

Just as Noelle is handing Cherry her phone, a call comes through - and as soon as Cherry sees who is calling, her entire demeanour seems to brighten considerably

Cherry: Hey there, J-K, are you nearly ready? Okay, I'll come look for you in a minute.

Cherry hangs up her phone, and sees Noelle is standing in front of her with a look on her face that implies she's got about half a dozen questions she wants to ask.

Noelle Smith: Well... just remember what I said. But before you go - are you going to be all right? Are you worried something might happen during the match?

Rather than answer immediately, Cherry thinks about her answer.

Cherry: The only thing that worries me is that, while J-K will never admit it, between me and you Carmine has got him seriously PO'd, so I hope he doesn't take his eye off the ball and do something that'll cost him. He's done a lot to get himself back into contention for a title, so for him to throw it away because he wants to punch Carmine's lights out would be...you get the idea.

Noelle nods, her expression shows concern.

Noelle Smith: It's a valid worry - men can be so passionate about things, that they sort of let their emotions run wild. Well, we women too, but you know what I mean! Try to keep him focused on the bigger picture, and not the momentary irritation. You've always had his back, and I have complete faith that you'll keep having it.

Cherry: I hope so.

With that, Cherry stands up

Cherry: Anyway, I've got to run and...well, you know.

Cherry starts to walk down the corridor, but then she stops and turns back

Cherry: Oh, and...thanks. I appreciate it.

[FGA Office]

Dan Herrera & Dom Harter vs. Yun Goeun & Ling Ling

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Cambridge, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 238lbs … He is ‘THE TENACIOUS LITTLE BASTARD’ DOM HARTER!

The opening chords of “Low Self Opinion” begin to play throughout the arena as the crowd begin to boo. After ten seconds or so, Dom Harter steps out from behind the curtain. He throws his arms out to either side, his gaudy leather with patches of studs and spiked shoulders proudly on display. The ever familiar crooked grin plastered on his face as he begins to stride down the aisle, soaking in the boos and jeers that are coming from the fans here in Pittsburgh. Harter climbs up the ring steps and climbs in through the middle rope; once inside the squared circle, Harter taunts the fans, beckoning them to boo him further as he removes his leather jacket and the Bros t-shirt he wears underneath it.

Kris Cruise: For the first time in three months, Dom Harter is set to compete in an FGA ring.

Stephy Auger: And we all know he’ll be in action at Above & Beyond IV in two weeks time against Cyncity. But how will he fair tonight?

J.A. Aldridge: And his tag team partner, from Corpus Christi, Texas, weighing in at 200lbs … DAN HERRERA!

...Spoken...

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

When the first bass drum thumps, Dan pulls the curtain back and walks out from behind the curtain with his girlfriend Peaches hanging onto his arm. He gives a head nod to the fans before leaning over and giving Peaches a long kiss at the top of the ramp. He then begins heading towards the ring as a spotlight stays on them

My knuckles have turned to white

There's no turning back tonight

Kiss me one last time

As Dan and Peaches make their way to the ring Dan slaps hands with the fans on one side of the entrance-way while Peaches walks down the other side slapping hands with the fans there. At the bottom of the entrance way, Peaches leans in and gives Dan a peck on the cheek as the pair go their separate ways. Dan gets to the ring and walks up the stairs. He swings around the ring post and ducks between the top and middle rope. Peaches on the other hand walks around the ring apron towards the commentary desk where she finds a folding chair waiting for her next to the ring announcer. Once in the ring Dan walks over showing his taped wrists to the referee who nods at him and sends him to his corner. He grabs the ropes on either side of the turnbuckle and leans in with his head down prepping himself for the match to begin.

Kris Cruise: They’ve had their differences in the past, but Dan and Dom seem to be on the same page now, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: You’re right, they’ve come a long way since All Star Showdown last year. And tonight they’ll be in tag team action against FGA’s newest team, Yun Goeun and Ling Ling.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents, introducing first, from Seoul, South Korea … LING LING!


Popular 4Minute song "Heart to Heart" blared through the venue signaling the arrival of The Lingster!

Ling busted out from the behind the curtain to a good decent amount of cheers lifting up both her arms making "L" symbols. Nothing too major considering she was still fairly new to the FGA crowd. Still, the reaction didn't slow her down, she turned to the right blowing kisses to the crowd. Then she blew one to the mass of people to her left before finally making her way down the ramp.

As she walked down the ramp she could be heard yelling out loud passionately. She barged up the stairs before entering the ring over the third rope. Finally she jumped up to one of the four top turnbuckles before stepping down to examine her opponents.

Kris Cruise: One of the newer signings here, Ling debuted a month ago in a losing effort against Tony Carmine. She’ll be looking to rebound tonight.

J.A. Aldridge: And her tag team partner, from Seoul, South Korea, YUN GO-EUN!

"Clap Your Hands! Clap Your Hands!
Everyone raise your hands up high!
Let them talk to the sky above!
Clap Your Hands! Clap Your Hands!
This is just the beginning...
K - O - R - E - A"

"Clap Your Hands" by Pink Dolls starts to play over the P.A. system as Yun Goeun emerges from the backstage area. She is smiling wide as the crowd goes crazy for her. The camera pans through the crowd to show there are more than a few fans wearing gear or holding up signs supporting Yun, as well as a few fans with Pink Doll's Merch. Yun stops to look over the arena from the top of the ramp, taking in the moment. As she stands there, her bodyguard Joe Shamrock finally emerges from the back. He pats Yun on the back, Yun smiles and raises her hands for a loud pop from the crowd, as she now starts to walk down the ramp. As Yun walks down the ramp she holds out her hands to give high fives to the fans she walks by.

Yun reaches the ringside area as the chorus to "Clap Your Hands" begins to play, causing Yun to clap her hands in time with the rhythm, laughing a bit as she does. She paces back and forth in front of the ring for a second then rushes in sliding under the bottom rope. Yun walks to the center of the ring and raises her arms high to another roar of the crowd as her music dies down.

Stephy Auger: This should be an interesting match. Lets see how it plays out.

Kris Cruise: I can’t wait, and I hope the viewers at home are looking forward to this one as well.

The bell sounds to start the match as Dan and Dom argue as to which of them will be the legal man; Ling Ling stands on the other side of the ring waiting for them to decide, until finally Dom steps out onto the apron. Dan and Ling head towards the center of the ring and begin by locking up collar and elbow. Herrera easily overpowers his smaller opponent, pushing Ling back against the ropes as the referee calls for a break. At the count of three, Dan backs away a step, allowing Ling the opportunity to land a chop to the chest. And another. But Dan fires back with a chop of his own before going for the Irish whip. Ling is sent across the ring, rebounding into a shoulderblock that knocks her down. Dan immediately sets off against the perpendicular ropes, hopping over Ling as she rolls onto her front. She pops back up to her feet and leapfrogs over Dan as he comes back off the ropes again, right into a Japanese arm drag!

Kris Cruise: Ling Ling taking Dan down to the mat.

Peaches shouts some encouragement to her boyfriend as he gets back to his feet, but Ling catches him offguard with an arm drag, keeping hold of her opponent as it transitions into an arm bar. But it’s not long before Dan manages to fight back to his feet. He counters the arm bar with an arm wrench before driving a knee up into the midsection. A quick gutwrench suplex takes Ling down, before Dan sits her up and applies a surfboard submission, his knee wedged between Ling’s shoulder blades.

The referee checks for a submission, but Ling is adamant she won’t quite yet. Yun is cheering her on, urging Ling to break out of the hold as she begins to moves towards an upright position. Dan shifts his body weight as Ling starts to stand, only to drop backwards, throwing her legs up and hooking Dan into a victory roll style pin!

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Stephy Auger: Ling showing her speed there, and nearly getting a three count.

But Dan Herrera kicks out in time. But as he gets back to his feet, Ling makes the tag out to Yun. She flies into the ring with a stiff looking springboard clothesline, taking Dan down to the mat! Both competitors scramble back to their feet. Dan throws a clothesline, only to see it ducked before Yun counters with a mule kick to the gut. Herrera is doubled over as Yun fires off repeated knees to the face, keeping Dan suitably dazed. Goeun goes against the ropes for some momentum, coming back with a single knee facebreaker! The crowd cheer as Herrera falls to the mat, and the cover is made!

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But Herrera powers out. He sits up of his own accord, shaking off the cobwebs, but Yun is right back on him. Some vicious soccer kicks to the back keep Herrera down before Yun heads against the ropes again, this time coming back with a running dropkick to the face. Dan rolls towards the ropes, using them to lift himself back to his as Yun runs at him for the Lou Thesz press – NO!

Kris Cruise: What strength from Dan Herrera there!

Dan plucks his opponent out of mid air and throws Yun down with a thunderous spinebuster! He hooks the leg.

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Goeun gets the shoulder up, and Dan drags her towards his corner as he makes the tag out to Dom Harter. The crowd immediately begin to boo as The Tenacious Little Bastard enters the ring – but he ignores them. Instead he delivers a stiff boot to the ribs as Dan holds their opponent in an abdominal stretch. The referee orders Herrera to leave the ring, which he does as Dom continues to hammer away at Yun with a series of clubbing blows to the back. An Irish whip ensues as Yun is sent running against the ropes. Dom drops his head, looking for a back body drop, but Yun scouts it. She counters with w a boot the face, drawing a large cheer from the crowd. Harter stands upright as Yun goes against the ropes again – only to get caught with an overhead belly to belly!

Stephy Auger: Oh my God, did you see how far he threw Yun Goeun there!?

Kris Cruise: There was some serious hang time just then.

Goeun lands with a thud near the ropes, and Harter chuckles as he stands in the center of the ring. Yun grabs hold of the middle rope, using it to bring herself towards a vertical base as Harter charges towards her. But, to the crowd’s surprise, he slides out under the bottom rope and delivers an uppercut to Yun’s jaw. He even takes a moment to taunt the fans nearby before climbing back up onto the apron – whereupon Dom gets caught by a shoulder thrust to the midsection. He’s doubled over in pain before Yun drops him throat first across the top rope with a guillotine! But The Tenacious Little Bastard won’t fall down. He’s clutching onto the top rope as Yun drops down to all fours, seemingly out of energy – but in comes Ling. She sprints across the ring, vaulting off her partner with a missile dropkick that knocks Harter flying off the apron!

Stephy Auger: What teamwork there from Ling and Yun!

The crowd cheer as the Korean duo high five in the middle of the ring. Harter is down on the outside, clutching his back after hitting the guard rail. From the corner, Dan is shouting words of encouragement. Peaches keeps her distance, but is telling Dom to get up as well. The referee’s count out is up to four as Ling heads back to the corner, leaving Yun in the ring. She goes against the far ropes, charging back towards Harter as she leaps through the ropes with a suicide dive! Harter is forced back against the guard rails again as Yun poses for her adoring fans.

The count out restarts, but Yun rolls Harter back into the ring before following him in. She makes the tag out to Ling as the pair of them manage to take Dom down with a double team suplex. This time Ling kneels down as Yun vaults off her with a shooting star press to the prone Harter. As her partner leaves the ring, Ling makes the cover.

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But Harter kicks out. Undeterred, Ling helps Dom back to his feet and throws him head first into the turnbuckle of a neutral corner. He slumps back against the turnbuckles as Ling starts throwing kicks to the chest, each one finding its mark until a CCS enzuigiri causes Harter to slump to a seated position. Almost immediately, Ling heads to the far corner, posing momentarily for the fans before running in for the bronco buster!

Kris Cruise: Ride ’em, cowgirl!

After nearly ten seconds, Ling stops bucking up and down. She drags Dom from the corner and makes a cover.

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Harter gets the shoulder up. Ling looks almost shocked, but she doesn’t rest on her laurels just yet. She drags Dom back to his feet again – only to get a thumb to the eye. Ling staggers back as the referee admonishes Harter, who pays him no mind. He drives a knee up into the midsection of Ling, doubling her over before Dom bounces off the nearby ropes, returning with a knee lift to the face! Down goes Ling, and she gets dragged by the feet towards the corner as Harter makes the tag out to Dan.

Stephy Auger: What a dirty trick by Dom Harter.

Kris Cruise: But it’s got his team back in the match.

The pair of them double team Ling for a moment, stomping at her while she’s down before the referee orders Dom to leave the ring. Dan brings Ling back to a vertical base before lifting her high into the air, stalling while she’s upside down before bringing Ling down with a suplex. No pin, however, as Dan gets right back up and goes against the ropes for momentum. He comes back with a jumping leg drop before making the cover.

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NO!

Ling kicks out. Herrera drags her to a seated position and applies a rear chinlock. Ling appears to be fading as the referee checks the arm. He lifts it once, and it drops. He lifts it a second time, and it drops again. The referee raises Ling’s arm for a third time, but she keeps it up! The fans begin to cheer her on, as is her tag partner, as Ling battles back to a kneeling position. She fires off the elbows to the midsection, loosening Dan’s grip sufficiently to allow her to escape. Ling goes against the ropes – right into Dom’s raised knee! The referee didn’t see it, neither did Dan, but Ling staggers away from the ropes, right into a Samoan drop!

ONE!
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TWO!

Kris Cruise: Yun Goeun making the save for her team!

The referee orders Yun back to the corner as Dan is feeling the effects of that kick to the face. He makes the quick tag out to Harter, before stepping out onto the apron, holding his eye all the while. Dom enters the ring and stomps at Ling some more before dragging her back to her feet. He feigns an Irish whip, only to bring Ling back in close for a short arm clothesline that almost turns the Korean inside out! There’s no rest, however, as The Tenacious Little Bastard drags Ling back to her feet again. He scoops her up onto his shoulder and charges towards the neutral corner, performing an Oklahoma stampede! Still no pin, however, instead Dom assumes a mounted position and wails away with some stiff right hands.

Stephy Auger: He wasn’t kidding when he said he had some aggression pent up.

Harter drags Ling back to her feet again, this time sending her towards the corner where Dan is standing. She hits the turnbuckles back first as Harter charges in with a jumping double knee lift, crushing the lithe Korean against the pads. Ling slumps down a seated position as Harter makes the tag out to Dan. Herrera enters the ring as Harter leaves, allowing Dan to drag Ling away from the corner and turn her around. He has her by the legs; Dom puts a boot up on the top turnbuckle as Dan slingshots Ling upwards, face first into Dom’s boot! She staggers backwards into the waiting arms of Dan Herrera, and a back suplex! He hooks the leg.

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TWO!
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THR-NOO!

Stephy Auger: So close.

Kris Cruise: Ling kicking out at the last possible second. And Dan looks shocked.

Peaches continues to cheer him on, however, as Dan lifts Ling back to her feet again. An Irish whip ensues. Ling bounces off the ropes, coming back into a flapjack – NO! She counters with a dropkick in mid air! Herrera rolls backwards, but he’s back on his feet before Ling is. The Korean is up to her knees, using the ropes for leverage as Herrera grabs her from behind. Another back suplex attempt, but Ling lands on her feet behind him. A quick dropkick to counter sends Dan throat first across the middle rope and Ling dives to make the tag out to Yun Goeun! She hops into the ring and manages to cut off the approaching Dom Harter with a spinning heel kick!

Kris Cruise: Yun is fresh, what can she do here?

Herrera gets back to his feet, just in time to eat a jumping side kick. Harter gets back up, but Yun catches him with a toe kick to the midsection. She applies a front facelock before stepping up off Dan’s chest to hit Dom with a tornado DDT! The fans cheer loudly as Yun is quickly back to her feer. Dan charges in with a clothesline, but Goeun ducks under the arm and catches him with a boot to the gut. She has Dan in a front facelock – THE STROKE! Herrera getting spiked into the mat as Yun rolls him over.

Stephy Auger: This could be it!

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TWO!
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THRE-NOOO!

Kris Cruise: Harter with the save!

Peaches breathes a sigh of relief on the outside as Dom drops an elbow down across the back of Yun’s head in the nick of time. The referee is trying to get control of the match, but he doesn’t see Ling Ling scaling the turnbuckle. She has her sights set on Harter, as he’s doubled over, shaking off the cobwebs from that tornado DDT – as she leaps with a double foot stomp to his back! Another pop from the crowd as Ling stands up to celebrate. She makes her way back to the corner and holds out her arm for the tag, as Yun makes the tag out.

Ling climbs into the ring and makes a beeline for Harter, connecting with a standing enzuigiri! The Tenacious Little Bastard is out on his feet as Ling steps out onto the apron, springboarding back into the ring with a cross body – NO! Harter catches her across his shoulders before planting Ling Ling with a Samoan Driver! Herrera gets back to his feet, still the legal man as Harter turns and knocks Yun off the apron with a forearm smash. He follows her out as Dan lifts Ling back to her feet, and raises her up onto his shoulders. Dan keeps her in the air for a few moments, soaking in what cheers he can from the crowd, before finally giving Ling her WALKING PAPERS! And a hook of the leg.

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TWO!
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THREE!!!

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this match, DAN HERRERA and DOM HARTER!

‘Dangerous Business Since 1979’ begins to play as Dom and Peaches both enter the ring, standing alongside Dan as the referee raises their arms in victory. A mixed reaction from the crowd as they want to cheer Dan, but not Dom.

Kris Cruise: A hard fought contest, but The Bros emerge victorious tonight. Does that give them any momentum heading into the pay-per-view, Stephy?

Stephy Auger: Definitely, Kris. Another win under his belt for Dan as he’s heading into the Frontier’s Lion Cup will give him a confidence boost, which he’ll need heading into such a huge event. And Dom now matches Cyncity’s momentum as they’ve both picked up victories tonight.

Kris Cruise: What about Yun and Ling, do you think they made the right decision to tag together instead of entering the battle royale?

Stephy Auger: It was a risk, Kris, but they showed promise tonight. Some excellent team work, and they nearly picked up the victory several times throughout the match. Who knows what the future holds for this team.

[ FADE TO COMMERCIAL ]

[FGA Office]

The show cuts backstage to where former FGA World Tag Team Champions, Annie Zellor and Laurel Anne Hardy, are standing talking in a corridor. After having both been given the night off to recuperate from that death match in Ocean City, neither #sparklebuddy is dressed to wrestle; they're wearing their casual clothes instead. The effects of the recent deathmatch still visible on both their faces, with various cuts littering either forehead.

Annie Zellor: Did you see them out there? They were amazing!

Laurel Anne Hardy: Huh?

Annie Zellor: Did you see that match, Laurel, it was awesome!

Laurel tilts her head, slapping her palm against her temple a couple of times.

Laurel Anne Hardy: Huh?

Annie Zellor: And that was, like, their first match together as a team...

Laurel hits herself one more time, shaking her head, then blinks in confusion.

Laurel Anne Hardy: ...Dan and Dom?

A look like 'huh' appears on Annie's face as she stares at her tag partner for a second.

Annie Zellor: Umm, no, I was talking about Yun and Ling...

Yun Goeun: Hey! Look who it is! What you gals up to? How are you even feeling?

She says as Yun, accompanied by her tag team partner, Ling Ling, approaches the #sparklebuddies from one side.

Annie Zellor: Heyyy you two! We were just talking about your match earlier tonight, and how awesome you guys did.

Yun Goeun: Thank you, Annie! Sucks to lose our first match, but look who we were facing in Dom and Dan!? But I felt pretty good about it.

Annie Zellor: It was a tough loss...

Laurel has her finger in her ear.

Laurel Anne Hardy: Mawp.

Annie Zellor: How would you guys like it if we try and get you added to the title match at Above & Beyond?! So it'll be Whiskey Dex defending against the #sparklebuddies and Team Kpop!

Yun Goeun: Black and Tan 2.0.

Laurel Anne Hardy: Mawp.

Ling: Hallyu Generation!

Yun Goeun: Yeah, what she said. That. But are you sure Whiskey Dex would go for that?

Ling: #THELINGSTER wants to believe new comp in the tag team division will be welcomed by Whiskles and Deeeeeexxxy but LING and Yun just got together. Wouldn’t we sort of be butting into the match randomly?...Sort of?!

Laurel Anne Hardy: That's what I thought too, Ling

Annie Zellor: Nuh uh, they'll welcome the added competition! I just know it! But there's probably no harm in asking...

She says as the other three all a little apprehensive about the idea. But the show cuts back to ringside before further developments can be made.

[FGA Office]

There’s silence for a moment, a bit of an intermission for the next match. However, someone comes out, fans and cameras try and get a look at the figure. It’s none other than Jimmy Page. Page’s face is still recovering from the Deathmatch he participated in, along with other injuries he was nursing; Like the stitches on the bridge of his nose and around his lip. Page has something in hand, what looks to be...a spray paint can. Page shakes the can, and then squats down, he then begins to spray the stage, in big RED letters, “MAKO”. Page stands up, and drags his feet down towards the ramp. He stops each time, tagging “MAKO” on the barricades. He goes around the ring, tagging the barricades. He goes towards the announcer table, and stares at the commentators. Page stands on top of the table, and squats down on it, spraying “MAKO” on top of it. He doesn’t say a word, almost as if he was in a trance.

Page begins to make his rounds outside the ring. He sees a fan, who’s in his face, yelling “PAGE SUCKS!!!” the poster in his hands is “ZERO’S GONNA KILL YOU” Page looks at it, then back at the fan, who almost in a school nursery rhyme begins his, “ZERO’S GONNA KILL YOU!” chant. Page shakes his can, and then ex’s out “ZERO”. The fan looks pissed, but Page not giving him time to react walks away. Page rolls into the ring, he paces it, staring at it. Page tilts his head to the side. Suddenly, he gets down on his knees.Jimmy takes big, massive strokes with his paint. “MAKO” then becomes the LOGO of this show. Page leans against the ropes behind him, almost scoping his work. He turns around, and shouts for a microphone. The timekeeper hands him one and he snatches it. Page in a catatonic state, drags his body to the front ropes. He lazily holds his microphone and then...begins his abusive tirade.

Jimmy Page: ♫ Maaaaaaaakoooo...come out….to plaaaaaay. Maaaaaaaaaakoooooo….come...out….to….plaaaaaaaay. MAAAAAAAAAKOOOOO….COME….OUT….TO...PLAAAAAAAAAY…..MAAAAAAAKOOOOO….COME….OUT….TO PLAAAAAY!!! ♫

Page pauses.

Jimmy Page: Everything’s your fault. Everything’s your fault and you’re going to pay for it. That light tube? Everything….hurt you know….everything really hurt in that match. But I could take it Mako, because at least I’m in my own skin. Heh….heh-heh. I still BLEED the same, I still HURT the same, but something--it was something about that blindside….I could feel it DEEP in my core. Because there was a sense of uh…

Page begins to thump the microphone on the top of his head to think as his eyes wander frantically, as if searching for a deep thought.

Jimmy Page: ….Malice. Malice, malice is a good word. I could feel that, and it hurt the most. See, FGA told me to take the week off for the opening show on Vertigo. They said, I had a concussion, they said I needed to let the wounds I sustained, HEAL. They told me a lot of things as to why I couldn’t be near you. But they never said I couldn’t come out here. They didn’t say I couldn’t leave MY MARK on this GRAND OPENING of VERTIGOOOOOO….

Page turns his back onto the ropes with his arms out in a lazy motion then slowly turns back.

Jimmy Page: ...My head hurts.

Page goes silent as fans begin to boo him in a harsh, abusive manner. Page rubs his forehead, then runs his hand over his cuts.

Jimmy Page: So here’s what you’re gonna do Mako: You’re going to take your walk of shame, you’re going to be exposed for the fraud that you are. Annnnd, then...you are going to tell these people that you...and I...will not face off at Above and Beyond….because you...aren’t...MAN...enough. So please...come out….come out now….come on…

Page’s stoic, dead expression, turns into a face, bright red with rage, and a primal hue to his cold eyes.

Jimmy Page: NOW!!!!!!!!!

The arena falls silent as the fans take a look over to the entrance, but there’s no answer. A few moments pass as the crowd still waits on, questioning whether Zero McHannon is in the building or not. There wishes seem to be derailed as no one pops up through the curtain, a twisted smile forming across Page’s face as he keeps on waiting.

Just when it looks like all hope is lost, “This Means War” by Avenged Sevenfold hits the speakers harder than ever, causing the fans to jump to their feet in “Ze-Ro - Ze-Ro - Ze-Ro” chants as the music slows back down to complete stop. The bass bounces back into the speakers as Zero McHannon walks through the curtain and stares at Jimmy Page. He takes a look around at the riled up crowd, nodding his head to the music and giving them all a heartfelt smile when he hears their support.

McHannon starts to walk down the ramp, reaching his hands out of the fans leaning over the barriers. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around to the scene, seeing the name “MAKO” spray painted everywhere, just like it was done in his locker room only a couple of weeks ago. As he freezes, he stares at the name written everywhere and shoots a look back up to Page. The fans go into a “THIS MEANS WARRRRRR” chant to the beat of the music as Zero rips his shirt off his head, revealing that he was wearing a wife beater underneath, and then handing it to the fan that had his sign ruined by Page. Zero climbs the steps, keeping his eye on Page as he steps through the middle ropes, walking over to the side and accepting a microphone. He takes on last look down at the name “MAKO” spread everywhere and his eyes harden.

Zero McHannon: Enough, Page….

The fans show their displeasement as Zero stays eyes locked with Page, letting the microphone drop in his arm, then raising it back up to his lips as the crowd is afraid that he is going to give in.

Zero McHannon: You can come at me all you want. Belittle me. Disgrace me. Drag whichever one of the names you wish to use through the mud. You can do all of that, because I deserve it. I deserve it for leaving my family and friends behind… and I deserve it for leaving my fans, those who put their faith in me to be the stronger man and fight through all his problems. I let them down, let my friends down, let my family down. And for being a ‘fraud’, I deserve that as well…. Because I’m ‘man’ enough to OWN up to mistakes, something that you can’t say for yourself.

The pair exchange glances as Zero paces in his corner of the ring, biting his bottom lip. He thinks really hard, putting a hand on one of the top ropes in his corner.

Zero McHannon: You want to leave your grand mark on the opening of Vertigo? It isn’t going to be done with spray paint, Page… Words don’t mean much of anything at all if you don’t walk the walk to back it all up. You said everyone on the roster is being ‘mediocre’ until you make them realize their true talent… but only person I see being mediocre right now, is you. You attacked Annie and blamed it on me, because you weren’t man enough to admit that you got beat… But I took away something more important than a victory. Didn’t it? I didn’t have to take away your win… your glory… I took away something much more than that. I took away your chance to show everyone how much of a ‘threat’ you are to this business. The match and bloodshed wasn’t good enough for you, Page. You tried to take things to a whole other level…

McHannon looks around at the “MAKO” name spray painted everywhere.

Zero McHannon: Not on my watch. Mess with me all you like, but I’ve had my chances to stop you at your own game. And I might’ve deserved all the crap you’ve thrown my way, but Laurel didn’t deserve what you were going to do to her. No one deserves that…

The fans groan and shake their heads at what almost happened on the last dvd taping, when Page was ready to rip Laurel’s ear off.

Zero McHannon: And the only reason I’ve not laid you out on your back right now is because of that match you had to go through. Beating you senseless in the condition you’re in won’t get me anywhere… it will only make me more like you.

This time Zero grits his teeth and takes a few steps closer to Jimmy Page.

Zero McHannon: The real question is…. are you man enough to handle this problem at Above and Beyond? …..or are you too ‘hurt’, Page? You have all the energy in the world to come out and run YOUR MOUTH! I’m not going to tell these people that I’m not ‘man enough’ to face you, because I’m the only one of us that wants to fight. Not just run my mouth. Not just play games with your head…. Fight. If you’re satisfied with the way All Star Showdown ended, be my guest. I’m not like you, though. I’m not content.

He gives a cocky smile at Page, turning the fans and taking a few steps away from the man.

Zero McHannon: I’m facing you at Above or Beyond. I’ll be standing in this ring and waiting, whether you like it or not. I don’t run, and I sure as hell don’t back down. Because I’m not YOU! And just to make sure we don’t have the same incident as last time, we are going to do it right. Falls Count Anywhere. So if you don’t come to this ring, I’ll drag your happy ass down here.

Page looks Zero up and down.

Jimmy Page: Do I look….like I’m afraid of you? LOOK AT ME!!!! LOOK--

Page snatches the hair out of his face, his eyes wild with fury. His face is covered in small cuts and stitches.

Jimmy Page: I COULD GO THROUGH 10,000 HELLS, I COULD GO THROUGH FLAMING TABLES, AND SLEEP THROUGH 1,000,000,000 BEDS OF TACKS AND I WOULD STILL NOT BE AFRAID OF YOU!!! AFRAID OF YOU--hehe you got some f--

Page pauses, pacing back and forth.

Jimmy Page: THAT RIGHT THERE!!! THAT BRAVADO!!! WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO IMPRESS…?!

Page looks towards the fans.

Jimmy Page: THEM?! THEM…?! Are you trying to impress LAUREL or maybe ANNIE!!! Their blood, is just as much on your damn hands than they are MINE!!! You think these stupid little labors are going to--

Page pauses, stopping dead in his tracks as he holds his hair in his hand.

Jimmy Page: Want to know, what your stupid problem is? It’s not the bite you’ve got, it’s just how SMALL those bites are. Each...and everytime I look at you...each...and everytime you say something….each and everytime these stupid idiots react to what you say it makes my insides turn. It’s almost like having a tumor o-or a growth continuing to FEED off of my body. It’s that YOU BELIEVE...THIS CRAP!!!! I’m man enough, to stand here, and say that neither “MAKO” or “ZERO” has what it takes to beat me!! I’ll say it to your face--

Page steps forward, almost nose to nose with Zero.

Jimmy Page: YOU CAN’T BEAT ME!!! And I’ll drive that point over a CLIFF to these ingrates!!! AFRAID?! AFRAID…?! KNOW WHAT?! LET’S JUST PROVE HOW UNAFRAID I AM!!!

Page’s eyes widen even more with a deadly sneer.

Jimmy Page: CHIVALRY IS DEAD!!!!! CHIVALRY IS DEAD AT ABOVE AND BEYOND!!!! YOU WANT ME BAD, TAKE YOUR BEST DAMN SHOT!!!!!!!!

Page tosses his microphone into Zero’s chest, shouting at him. The fans are stirring in anticipation at the match announcement. Page is quivering, his adrenaline is pumping. McHannon takes a few steps forward and stares Page right in the eyes.

Zero McHannon: MY NAME IS ZERO MCHANNON! The same name that’s going to be announced after our match at Above and Beyond, so get used to hearing it echo through your daft ears now, Page. You’ll have my best show at the pay per view, when I beat YOUR ASS!

He pauses for a second as the crowd starts to cheer when Zero is inches from Page’s face.

Zero McHannon: See you at the finish line….

Zero starts to walk away from Jimmy in the middle of the ring, handing his microphone to the one of the workers on the outside. The crowd grows restless as Zero takes his time to turn around…. and is put down on the mat with a big boot from Page! The crowd begins to jeer and boo when Zero holds his face after the move, Page yelling at the crowd as they yell right back at him. Jimmy is holding the top ropes, taking in the hate, but he doesn’t see Zero stand back up behind him as the crowd starts to cheer again. There’s a hard punch to Page’s gut as Zero dips down and pulls him up onto his shoulders and…. firemans carry gutbuster from McHannon!

Page rolls to the ropes holding his stomach and reaching up for one of the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet in poor condition. McHannon looks like he is going to attack…. but steps back and shakes his head. The camera catches Zero saying “You’re not worth it” as he tries to walk away, but Page reaches up and throws down McHannon by the hair to the mat and mounts him with punches to the face. Zero manages to flip the script and deliver some shots to Page, but forces himself to stop and stand back up, until Page reaches out to grab his leg. McHannon looks like he has finally had enough as he lifts Jimmy up by his hair, but doesn’t expect the haymaker that blinds him in the side of the face and causes him to fall back into the corner. Page rushes, but Zero throws out an elbow to knock him off guard and tackles the man from behind.

Security seems to have gotten the word to break up the fight as a few of them start to come down the ramp, and others were leaving their places in the crowd to climb over the barrier. Both Page and Zero are rolling around the ring, exchanging shots to each other as the security team gets on the dog pile, doing their best to pull the two men apart.

They get the men separated until Page pulls his arms away from the men and spears McHannon through the middle ropes and to the outside of the ring. While the security team makes their way to the outside of the ring, Zero is back to his feet and drives Page back first against the barrier as the fans nearby are cheering him on. The security team gets between them and rips Zero off Page as he stumbles backwards and falls on the rampway. Security is holding him back, but McHannon isn’t resisting, holding his hands up and slowly walking backwards up the ramp as Jimmy Page is yelling at the top of lungs, doing everything he can to push himself away from the security.

There is finally space between Zero and Jimmy as the fans are going wild for the action. The security team doesn’t have to convince McHannon to stop like they do Page as more guards are on Jimmy to and holding him back at the barrier, while McHannon is slowly walking back up the ramp. The scene fades away as Zero is nodding his head to the accepted match, and Page is spitting while he is yelling at McHannon, clearly furious.

[ FADE TO COMMERCIAL ]

[FGA Office]

Cordy Stevenson vs. Misha LeCavalier

The airy sounds of “Waiting Game” (GXNXVS Remix) begins to play over the speakers. After about thirty seconds, Banks’ voice gentilly booms across the arena .

What if I never even see you case we're both on a stage?
What if I never even see you case we're both on a stage?

Misha LeCavalier emerges from the back. She nonchalantly glances at the crowd before she walks down the entrance ramp.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada! Weighing in at 130 pounds! She is “The Ravenous Arctic Fox”, MISHA LECAVALIER!

Misha ignores the fans and focuses her mind for the task at hand. Taking her time, she rolls into the ring. Misha pulls on the ring ropes once, to test their tightness. She slides her leather ring jacket off and tosses it outside to a ring attendant. After the ref checks with her, Misha heads to the corner and waits for the bell.

The lights dim down and take on a purplish hue as a light smoky mist fills the entranceway. The opening riff to Janet Jackson's "If" pierces the air as a shapely silhouette can be seen taking form in the mist.

Kris Cruise: LeCavalier is coming off a tough loss. But the competition gets tougher as she faces Cordy Stevenson on the debut of Vertigo.

Stephy Auger: I’m sure Misha would love to bounce back here tonight. What better way to do that than by defeating one of the favorite to win the 2015 Frontier Lions Cup.

As the beat drops, the crowd gives a loud pop as Cordelia Stevenson emerges from the mist with a bounce in her step. She comes to a stop atop the walkway, glancing around and taking in the reception before giving the crowd a warm smile. She rolls her neck around before bowing her head and letting her hair fall in front of her face. A few seconds go by before she snaps her head up, whipping her hair back from in front of her face.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Freeport, Long Island! Weighing in at 146 pounds… CORDY STEVENSON!

She continues on down the ramp, working from side to side with a big smile as she slaps the hands of fans along the way. She gets to the ring and hops up onto the apron, mouthing the words and bouncing to the music as she makes her way around the side, towards the middle. She turns and faces her crowd, stretching her arms out to the side and slightly tilting her head backwards as she soaks in their reaction. She gives them an appreciative nod and blows a kiss at them, before stepping into the ring and making her way over towards the opposite turnbuckle. She quickly hops up and holds her arms out, drawing a reaction from that side of the crowd as well. She unzips her hoodie and tosses it away before hopping down and making her way over to her corner as the music dies down.

Kris Cruise: Cordy looks pumped and ready to go on the debut of Vertigo. We’re just a couple of weeks away from Above & Beyond IV, where Cordy will try to win back-to-back Frontier Lions Cups.

Stephy Auger: She could very well do it. But the field this year is a tough as it’s ever been. That’s no more evident that her first round opponent.

The bell sounds as Cordy and Misha circle the ring. They then inch towards each other. Each begins to motion forward, trying to bait the other. Just then, Cordy lunges forward and clamps on a side headlock. After an initial struggle, Misha is able to slip out and reverse into a hammerlock. But Cordy is quick to lean forward and reverse with a hammerlock of her own. The ref asks Misha if she wants to give up. But she refuses. She then reaches back with her free arm, grabs Cordy and reverses into a side headlock. Cordy quickly tries to shove Misha off of her. But it doesn’t work. After moving Misha back a bit, Cordy tries to shove Misha off of her again. But this time, Misha drops down to one knee while keeping the hold applied. After Cordy gets back to her feet, she places her arms under Misha’s forearms and pushes up, trying to break free from the hold. But Misha brings her arms back down, reapplying the side headlock. Shen then sends Cordy down to the mat, delivering a side headlock takeover.

The ref asks Cordy if she wants to give up. But she refuses. She then reaches up with her legs and reverses into a headscissors leglock. But Misha is quick to escape with a kick up. After Cordy scrambles back to her feet, Misha reaches out and delivers an arm wrench. The ref asks Cordy if she wants to give up. But she refuses. So Misha yanks the arm before delivering another arm wrench. After composing herself, Cordy rolls forward, leans back, kips up and counters with an arm wrench of her own. But Misha responds with a handstand flip. She then cartwheels over, grabs Cordy and reverses into another arm wrench. She transitions into a front facelock before performing a standing switch into a hammerlock. From there, Misha brings Cordy down with a back heel trip. She quick reaches down, bends Cordy’s arm at a 90 degree angle and places her palm down on the apron before delivering a hard stomp to the elbow. The crowd boos as Cordy clutches her arm. But Misha shows no sympathy. She quickly reaches down, pulls Cordy back up and delivers a wrist-lock arm slam. Misha picks Cordy back up, delivers an arm wrench and follows up with a series of short-arm shoulder blocks to the arm. She then follows up with another wrist lock arm slam. After kicking Cordy over onto her back, Misha drops down and makes the cover.

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Cordy kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Some nice technical wrestling there to start off the match. But Misha got the better of Cordy in that exchange.

Stephy Auger: She did and she was relentless with the way she continued to attack Cordy’s arm.

Misha picks up Cordy and moves her into the corner. From there, Misha delivers a blistering knife edge chop. She then takes Cordy and goes for an irish whip. But Cordy reverses, sending her into the opposite corner. Cordy then charges across the ring. But Misha connects with an elbow to the face. As Cordy turns away from the corner, Misha quickly grabs her from behind, applies a hammerlock lock and then spins Cordy around, throwing her arm-first into the turnbuckles. After Cordy crumbles to the mat, Misha drops down and makes the cover.

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Cordy kicks out.

Misha quickly executes another lateral press…

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Cordy kicks out.

Misha latches onto Cordy’s arm and quickly applies a Kimura. But Cordy’s right near the ropes. So she easily places it on the bottom rope. However, Misha keeps the hold applied, eliciting boos from the crowd. She gives the ref no choice but start a five count.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Misha breaks the hold.

Kris Cruise: Cordy’s arm has once again been targeted by Misha LeCavalier. Maybe it’s because it’s the debut of Vertigo. But LeCav has been extremely aggressive in the early goings of this match.

After bringing Cordy back to her feat, Misha throws her down with an arm wrench suplex. She follows up with the cover.

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Cordy kicks out.

Misha picks up Cordy and moves her into the corner, where she delivers a series of knife edge chops. She then takes Cordy and whips her into the opposite corner. Misha then charges across the ring. But Cordy nails her with an elbow to the face. While Misha is dazed, Cordy quickly turns around and knocks her down with the Beautiful Disaster. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover.

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Misha kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Cordy was finally able to get Misha down for the count. But she only got two.

Cordy goes to pick up Misha, but Misha quickly latches onto Cordy’s arm and delivers another arm wringer. But Cordy responds by rolling forward. She then leans back, kips up and brings Misha down with a headscissors takedown. Misha gets back up, but Cordy knocks her down with a dropkick. When Misha gets back up, Cordy goes for another dropkick. But Misha side steps and swats her down. As Cordy gets up on all fours, Misha kicks her in the arm, knocking her over on her back. She then drops down and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cordy kicks out.

After bringing Cordy back to her feet, Misha delivers a series of alternating leg kicks before throwing out a high roundhouse. But Cordy ducks and counters with a leaping reverse bulldog to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Misha kicks out.

Cordy picks up Misha and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, Cordy bends over to set up a back body drop. But Misha counters with a kick to the arm, causing Cordy to stumble back. Misha then turns and runs back into the ropes. When she comes back, Cordy knocks her down with a spinning heel kick. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover.

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Misha kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Cordy’s now starting to counter what Misha’s throwing her way. That can’t sit well with LeCav.

Stephy Auger: I doubt it. Cordy’s starting to mount a comeback and you know that’s got to be getting under Misha’s skin.

Cordy picks up Misha, runs and tosses her through the ropes and onto the apron. She then grabs Misha and goes to slam her face-first into the ring post. But Misha places her foot on the post. She then breaks free from Cordy and throws out a punch. But Cordy ducks and counters with a right hand, knocking her to the floor. While Misha is sprawled out on the outside, Cordy takes time to try to shake off the pain in her arm. But while Cordy tries to recoup, Misha pulls herself up using the edge of the apron. While Misha’s using the ropes to pull herself up onto the apron, Cordy goes over and tries to attack. But Misha blocks the punch. She then grabs Cordy by the arm and drops down off the apron, guillotining Cordy’s arm across the top rope.

Kris Cruise: Misha just used those the top rope to delivers an armbreaker! Further damage might have been done to that arm!

Stephy Auger: I hope Cordy’s arm isn’t hurt too bad.

When Cordy circles back over towards her, Misha climbs back up onto the apron and delivers a shoulder thrust through the ropes. She then goes for a vertical suplex to the outside. But Cordy blocks the move. After tightening her grip, Misha goes for another vertical suplex. But again, Cordy blocks the move. So Misha lets go of Cordy and throws out a right hand. But Cordy blocks and counters with one of her own. She then nails Misha again… and again.. and again. Cordy throws out the knockout blow. But Misha blocks it. She goes to respond with a punch of her own. But Cordy ducks and counters with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. While Misha’s doubled over, Cordy takes off into the corner and plants her with a Triangle DDT.

Stephy Auger: Cordy just drove Misha face-first onto the apron with that DDT!

Cordy rolls herself back into the ring and continues to try and shake off the pain in her arm. When she turns around, she sees Misha getting up on the outside. So Cordy gets to her feet and takes off into the ropes. When Cordy comes back, she leaps over the top rope, wiping out Misha with a skytwister plancha to cheers and applause from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Cordy just took out Misha with that crazy dive to the outside!

Stephy Auger: She might be shaken up herself...

Cordy picks up Misha and rolls her back into the ring. But instead of rolling back in, Cordy opts to climb onto the apron and head into the corner. She begins to scale the turnbuckles. But she doesn’t do it fast enough as Misha clocks her with a Sick Kick from out of nowhere, sending Cordy down to the floor. The crowd boos as Cordy lays sprawled out on the floor.

Kris Cruise: Misha LeCavalier was just a step too fast for Cordy and made her pay with that kick.

Misha rolls to the outside, picks up Cordy and rolls her back in. After rolling herself back in, she keylocks Cordy’s arm as she makes the cover.

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Cordy kicks out.

Misha picks up Cordy and goes for an irish whip. But Cordy reverses, sending Misha into the corner. She then charges across the ring. But Misha steps out and counters with an overhead belly to belly suplex into the turnbuckles. The crowd boos as she grabs Cordy by the hair, drags her from out of the corner and makes the cover.

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Cordy gets her shoulder up.

Misha picks up Cordy and delivers a wrist clutch northern lights suplex.

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Cordy gets her free arm up.

Kris Cruise: Again, Cordy gets her shoulder up!

Stephy Auger: You can see the frustration starting to form on Misha’s face. She’s had enough of this.

Misha picks up Cordy and delivers a series of alternating forearms to the face. She then turns and takes off into the ropes. When Misha comes back, she goes for a running forearm smash. But Cordy ducks. When Misha turns around, Cordy knocks her down to one knee with a basement dropkick. She quickly follows up with a kneeling snap DDT. The crowd cheers as Cordy makes the cover.

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Misha gets her shoulder up.

Cordy picks up Misha, gyrates her hips and brings her down with the Deadly Seduction. After returning to her feet, Cordy turns away from Misha and goes for a standing moonsault double knee drop. But Misha rolls out of the way and follows up with a high roundhouse kick. The crowd boos as she makes the cover.

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Cordy gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Great counter there by Misha. But it only gets two.

Misha picks up Cordy, plants her with a springboard tornado DDT and transitions into a butterfly lock.

Kris Cruise: Intro Into Madness! Misha’s got the submission applied!

Misha pulls back, trying her hardest to get Cordy to submit. But Cordy will not give up. So Misha pulls Cordy back up to her feet and hoists her up onto her shoulders, positioning her for When You Fell From Grace. But Cordy delivers a flurry of punches to the head. She then slips down from behind and shoves Misha into the ropes. When Misha comes back, Cordy plants her with Head Over Heels to cheers from the crowd. She then rolls out onto the apron before slowly pulling herself back to her feet. As Misha begins to stir on the canvas, Cordy makes her way across the ring and begins to scale the turnbuckles. When Misha returns to her feet, Cordy dives off and delivers Get Familiar. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover.

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THREE!

“If” blasts over the PA as the crowd explodes into cheers.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, CORDY STEVENSON!

The ref raises Cordy’s good arm in victory while the crowd continues to cheer.

Kris Cruise: What a match that was! Misha LeCavalier really brought it in that one. She wasn’t intimidated by the stage or her opponent. She took it to Cordy. But she just wasn’t able to put Cordy down for the three count or get her to submit.

Stephy Auger: Cordy Stevenson is as tough as they come and we saw that here tonight. LeCavalier dished out a great deal of punishment towards Cordy. But Cordy didn’t back down. She didn’t stay down. She continued to fight back and ultimately got herself the win. Hats off to her.

[FGA Office]

Izzy Anders: Dooooom, Doooooom, DOOOOOOOOOOM!

Using the low registers of her voice, Izzy Anders yells out throughout the backstage area. Stagehands simply look backward at Izzy, who travels the halls with the MLA belt in tow. Also, for whatever reason, she has a backpack on. She frantically looks around, a wide grin plastered on her face. Clutched in her hands are the DVDs that she promised him. She looks about, before finally settling down on top of a storage crate. She actually pouts, tucking her hand under her chin. She remains there until suddenly she smirks again. A mischievous air influences her movements.

She finds Dom with his back turned. She gives a look to the camera, showing her foxlike smirk again. Whatever he is doing is irrelevant to her. She brings a finger to her lips, requesting “silence”. Then she is off. She creeps up, taking hold of one DVD (Prescott, to be specific). She then jabs him in the small of his back with it, giggling to herself.

Izzy Anders, sing-songy: Hello, Dominic.

Harter pauses, keeping his back turned to the camera before eventually turning around with a face like a slapped arse. He looks Izzy up and down, his dour expression not changing before finally speaking up.

Dom Harter: Don’t call me Dominic.

Izzy inspects Harter, moving all around him. When she concludes her motions, she places a firm hand on his shoulder.

Izzy Anders: Well, you apparently don’t answer to Dom anymore. How are you this fine day? Are you excited to be back? Are you taking it all in? Is the euphoria of being a Grand Slam somewhere else making you all cheery on the inside?

She chuckles, releasing her grip on him. She knows that he could punch her if she persisted. She places her fists on her hips, giving him a false look of concern.

Izzy Anders: Because you seriously don’t look the part. As a matter of fact, you look a lot different than what I believe you would. The fauxhawk is kind of cool. You must’ve spent a lot of time on it tonight. You got a little bit of chub, but that’s okay. Some people call it ‘champion’s gut’. And you’re a lot shorter than I imagined.

The MAL champion elevates herself on the tip of her toes, trying to even herself out with the Fratboy Assassin. But those five inches are difficult for her to make up. Giving up on the idea, she lowers back down to the ground, pouting at her failure.

Dom Harter: You’ve got enough going against you without adding ‘freakishly tall’ to that list, Izzy. Don’t even try wearing heels, because you haven’t even got enough ass to pull those off either.

Harter leans around to inspect the Legacy champion’s derriere, only to give a dismissive shrug of his shoulders. Izzy also looks back, taking a quick glance at it. She even returns the shrug.

Dom Harter: Some squats wouldn’t hurt. But until a few moments ago I was happier than the morning sun. Finally, I’m back in an FGA arena. I’ve wrestled in an FGA ring for the first time since May. I’ve even had a chance to take a little dig at Cyncity, all on national television.

Dom winks at the camera.

Dom Harter: But then the damndest thing happened. I was standing in this hallway, just minding my own business when I heard your voice. And I realized my good night was about to come to an abrupt end, like when you find out the girl you’ve taken home from the bar is wearing a purity ring … or wake up with wet dollar bills in your boxers.

An awkward silence descends on the conversation. Harter clears his throat before continuing.

Dom Harter: But you, Izzy, are just that annoying you can knock me out of a good mood like nobody else, so I have to ask you, what do you want?

Izzy, still flabbergasted by the purity ring and dollar bill comment, shakes herself back into the conversation.

Izzy Anders: I have a gift for you, a welcome home one.

She peels off the backpack, having to maneuver it past the MAL Championship. She withdraws the backpack, rummaging through it soon after. She hands Harter a DVD (rather, forces it into his hand). It is of the Prescott DVD Taping, where she defeated Fujiko Mine. Next, she takes out All-Star Showdown IV, where she won the MAL Championship. She places the somewhat heavy bag onto the ground. She reaches inside, taking out individual DVDs.

Izzy Anders: These are every single match of the Rookie X Cup. I had a friend record them for me. These are all for you, buddy!

She beams at Harter, forcing all of the “gifts” upon him. Dom's dour expression remains on his face as he looks down at the mini mountain of DVDs in his hands ... and as he steps past Izzy to put them all into the nearest bin he could find. Dusting his hands off, Dom makes his way back to the Mid Atlantic Legacy champion.

Dom Harter: You suck at picking presents...

He says before walking away, shouldering Izzy out of the way as he passes by. Izzy, clearly sour by Dom’s reaction, reaches back into her bag. A final DVD rests in her hands. She turns in the direction that Dom left. She takes aim, closing one eye shut. She then chucks the DVD at Dom, before sprinting off. A slight maniac laugh emits from her as she makes her escape, just before the DVD slams into the back of Dom's head. He turns around to face her, but Izzy is already half way down the corridor as we fade out.

[FGA Office]

The scene opens up backstage, where we see two sharp dressed men standing in front of the 'Team Cannon' locker room. One, slightly daintier figure stands to the left clad in a Burberry London Stirling Mélange suit in navy, while the more muscular, and toned gentleman to his right is clothed in a two button down suit by Yves Saint Laurent in black and charcoal.

Quinn Goodrich: Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to formally and properly introduce myself, as well as my client, for those of you who are seeing us tonight live on the WGN Network for the very first time.

Quinn adjusts his tie with a wide grin, while his client merely stands still, staring into the camera with his eyes hidden behind a pair of Retrosuperfutures.

Quinn Goodrich: My name is Quinn Goodrich, and I am the professional, and personal advocate to the real number one contender to the Frontier Grappling Arts Pride Division Championship, as well as the man that will defeat Evangelista on September 19th, 2015 in Boston, Massachusetts at Above and Beyond IV to solidify and legitimize that status.

Goodrich takes a moment to collect his thoughts, and let his declaration sink in while his client simply nods to echo the sentiment.

Quinn Goodrich: But as exciting as the future may be, my client knows how imprudent it is to look too far ahead into tomorrow, and because of that knowledge he realizes that it is his job to merely prepare for i whilst living in the here and now. And in the here and now, my client is creating a legacy for himself by carrying this company to heights it never even imagined.

While his client nods and smiles his usual cocksure grin, Goodrich continues to talk him up.

Quinn Goodrich: For three years my client has blessed the wrestling community with his God given talent and a multitude of intangibles that have aided him in conquering this sport. And when my client found himself without a home earlier this year, he questioned whether or not he still had the passion for this business, and if he still wanted to prove that he was the best wrestler in the world. And when he rekindled that fire he decided to come here to Frontier Grappling Arts - and that wasn't just because they were willing to meet our contractual terms and demands, but because he looked forward to the challenge.

Goodrich clears his throat before elaborating.

Quinn Goodrich: Frontier Grappling Arts had been on my client's radar for sometime as one of the hottest up and coming promotions today. But the thing about FGA, is that despite its stacked roster, despite its great product, it still lacks the respect it deserves from the rest of the wrestling community for a number of circumstances - production values, lack of a national presence and the absence of a true transcendent talent. That's why my client signed on the dotted line. He saw not an opportunity to be the biggest fish in a small pond like so many of the men and women on the roster who were minor stars in bigger promotions before they arrived here. Rather, he saw it as an opportunity to cement his place in professional wrestling lore.

Goodrich glances over at his client who fiddles with his Italian crafted suit, before looking back into the camera.

Quinn Goodrich: My client saw it as an opportunity to bring another company into the limelight, just as he had done for three years in San Diego, California. He saw it as an opportunity to prove without a shadow of a doubt that nobody can push the needle, or sell tickets like he can. And the proof is in the pudding. My client is already changing the landscape here in FGA. My client is already redefining what professional wrestling is here in FGA. My client is the CHANGING of the GUARD here in FGA!

Goodrich says with tremendous conviction, believing every single word of it while his client stands tall, glowing due to all the praise.

Quinn Goodrich: My client is the reason you all bought tickets to tonight's show. My client is the reason you all called your cable providers to make sure the WGN Network was offered in your area. My client is the reason you all are watching at home on your legally and illegally downloaded Internet streams. It's because he's the most exhilarating performer in the world today. It's because he's the bee's knees, and specializes in breaking jaws, and kicking in heads. It's because every time he steps into a ring he wrestles a classic, justifying the high price of admission, leaving you begging for more every. single. time.

Goodrich points at his client as he sets the stage for him.

Quinn Goodrich: He is the man FGA needs but doesn't deserve. You people don't deserve him. The wankers in the back don't deserve him. But you will respect him. You will respect him because he deserves nothing less than that due to everything he has accomplished in his career and everything he will accomplish going forward. You will respect him for being everything that he is, which is everything that you dream of becoming, but could never be because you're just a man and he's much more than a man.

Finally, the silent assassin removes his wayfarers, and stares daggers into the camera.

Johnny Cannon: I'm Johnny Cannon and I'm a real man.

The British Mamba says sternly as he clips his shades on the breast pocket of his suit jacket.

Johnny Cannon: And I'm a man that's become bored out of my bloody mind with all the unoriginality that I've had the unfortunate pleasure of encountering since I've stepped foot in this company. I've been faced with the same tired old shtick after the same tired old shtick. I fooled myself into thinking that things would be different taking into account the level of competition I would be facing in tonight's Main Event Six Man Tag Match, but I was mistaken. I should have known better than to expect three blag artists to come up with something outside of the box, and say something that hasn't been said about me over the last few months.

The dapper Britton shakes his head in frustration.

Johnny Cannon: So in retrospect, I shouldn't even be disappointed in the fact that Sean Sands, Noelle Smith and Izzy Anders couldn't contribute anything but recycled lines and rehashed conjecture to the conversation about how great I am at what I do, and why they're all in for the fight of their lives tonight. If they needed some new material, they could have just asked Goodrich, he would've certainly provided them with a multitude of facts and references on the subject. Instead, they felt the need to talk about things that are of no consequence to me. Things you people already know. Things that I don't even talk about.

The Englishman scowls at the thought of it all.

Johnny Cannon: Everyone talks about where I used to wrestle, and about how I was a household name there, or about how I was a Triple Crown Champion there as if they're paid by my former employer to name drop his company whenever the opportunity presents itself. You all bring up my past more than I do, and for the life of me I don't understand why because there's no earthly reason to mention who I was and what I did in the past because it pales in comparison to who I am, and what I'm doing today! You hear that Noelle? You hear that Sands? You hear that Izzy, Karma, Carmine, Evangelista, Chandler Scott and all the rest of you wankers whose names aren't even worth being spoken by my silver tongue yet can't keep my name out of your dirty mouths.

He says harshly, as Goodrich scoffs.

Johnny Cannon: If you all haven't noticed because you're too caught up in your own hype, or have your empty heads too far up your own asses to see, I'm in FGA now. That means you can talk about what I'm doing in FGA. And that's blazing trails. That's turning heads. That's kicking heads off shoulders and taking names like a real wrestler should as I climb the ladder faster than anyone else ever could. Talk about how I've beaten, or have outshined both participants in tonight's Pride Championship bout. Talk about how I've wrestled two consecutive MOTN, and about how I steal the show by wrestling the best match wherever I'm placed on the program. Talk about how in just a short amount of time I've become positioned up the card higher than my much longer tenured peers, and all of your favorites - so much that I am headlining the Main Event of the very FIRST episode of Vertigo on WGN!

Goodrich claps and nods in approval as the loud mouthed Brit continues.

Johnny Cannon: Hell, you can even talk about how I enjoyed a lovely dinner date with Misha LeCavalier last evening at Altius, a restaurant you often have to make reservations weeks in advance to get into! I had the She Crab Bisque, and the Fillet Mignon, we drank cocktails, I blew a few hundred dollars, we shared a few laughs and she talked about things that mattered while I listened to her every word, which is something I couldn't do for any of you because whenever you people grab a microphone or step in front of a camera that's my cue to get a snack, or talk to God on the big white telephone.

Goodrich cackles as Cannon himself flashes a wry smile before placing his shades back on.

Johnny Cannon: Actually, you don't have to say anything at all. In fact, please continue to ignore me. Continue to overlook the fact that I'm slowly pulling the rug from under all of your feet. It's better that way. I want you to keep thinking I'm not a threat, that I'm nothing special, and that I'm all mouth and no trousers because it'll make it that much sweeter when I show you that nobody and I mean NOBODY can light a candle to me when I'm ready to fight. And I haven't had a good fight in about a month so I'm itching to go, which means one thing and one thing only; somebody might get knocked the f*ck out!

And with that The British Mamba throws up the two finger salute before the camera cuts away.

[FGA Office]

FGA PRIDE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
(c) Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine vs. Johnny Karma

The arena lights flash in a myriad of different colours in time with John Bonham's quite remarkably epic drum intro that is filling the arena, and just as it reaches a crescendo Cherry Baum emerges at the top of the ramp, standing to one side so she can present The Man, The Myth, The Johnny Karma to His adoring public, and at the exact moment Jimmy Page's riff begins making love to the crowd's ears He arrives at the top of the ramp, strutting to a vantage point where the entire crowd can see Him and, as Cherry applauds Him, He blows a kiss to the arena.

Karma strolls down the ramp with Cherry stood by His side, chatting and waving to the fans who have paid to see Him do His thing tonight while making sure that every single hair on his head is in the exact place it should be.

As the pair reach ringside, Cherry quickly climbs onto the ring apron and sits on the middle rope to hold it open, as Karma climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning to face His audience and slowly raising an arm before raising his index finger to let everyone know that He is #1, before he steps through the ropes into His ring.

Once inside His ring, Karma climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle and unzips his ring jacket, looking out over His crowd and nodding in acknowledgment that they are all there to see Him, and that He is grateful for this.

If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay

Karma climbs down from the turnbuckle and crosses the ring, climbing onto the opposite turnbuckle to salute His followers.

Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan
It's got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home
Oh well, oh well, oh well

Karma climbs down, as Cherry applauds him.

Kris Cruise: It was nearly two months ago when Johnny Karma defeated Fujiko Mine, earning himself this Pride Championship Match against Tony Carmine.

Stephy Auger: That was a hard fought battle. Karma was able to beat one of the craftiest grapplers around in Fujiko Mine. But this one is for all the marbles. This one is for the Pride Champion. It’s a belt that Karma’s held before. We’ll find out if he has what it takes to win it again.

As RetcH's "Graceful Jewelry Removal" hits, the lights dim and eventually the crowd will begin to jeer. Pink and purple strobe lights starts to flare. Once the bass drops, Scandalous Tony emerges from the curtains with his arms spread out, accompanied by 3 full-figured women following behind him(never the same group of women). He pops the collar on his furry vest before turning his back the ring and utters something to the women behind him. Suddenly he swings back around and slowly struts down the ramp, repeating the lyrics. He takes his purple pick out and starts picking his hair out.

"n****s pussy I should sprinkle them with glitter, for real my n****."

After putting the pick away, he then pulls out a nail filer and starts filing his nails, all the while taking his sweet time to get to the ring as he instructs the females to have the ropes held for him by the time he gets to ringside. With the ladies seated on the middle rope, Tony ignores them and walks up the steps and into the ring on his own. Tony laughs as he stands on the middle rope and looks out to the fans while slowly and seductively taking his furry vest off and throwing it to the group of females as they step off the apron. He backflips into the ring as his music slowly fades.

Kris Cruise: Tony’s going into this match with a bit of an advantage. He had the luxury of not having to fight earlier tonight. Unlike Karma, who survived the 2nd Chance Battle Royal.

Stephy Auger: Even though it was only a battle royal, I’m sure it took a bit out of Karma. Did it take too much out of him? That’s question we really can’t answer. But we know one thing. Karma isn’t going into this match completely fresh. But we also know this as well. Johnny Karma is a self-proclaimed Battle Royal God and, given his performance tonight and in past matches like the Gold Rush Rumble, it’d be hard to argue with that claim. But at the same time, Tony Carmine does what he needs to do to get the job done. You may not agree with his methods, especially as a man that holds the Pride Championship. But you can’t argue with the results.

Kris Cruise: Alright, let’s send it back to the ring where both Cherry Baum and J.A. Aldridge are ready to give the ring introductions for this championship match. Take it away...

Cherry Baum: Introducing first, looking to reclaim the title he has spent far too long without, he is the Number One Contender to the Pride Championship and he weighs in at a primed, a refined, and a best example to all mankind 233lbs...hailing from Queens, NYC, he is just as aware how much the title means to him as he is aware of which state he is wrestling in, he is JOHNNY KARMA!!!

For a brief moment Karma remains in his corner, before he strides towards the centre of the ring and gratefully takes the mic from Cherry

Johnny Karma: Ladies and...

Karma looks to the crowd, then to Cherry...and then towards Carmine

Johnny Karma: ...okay, ladies, quick question: is that guy 20ft away from you? I'd hate to have an asterisk next to my name because I won the Pride Championship due to his violation of several dozen restraining orders.

Karma looks between where Carmine is standing and the ringside area, trying to mentally calculate the distance, before deciding it's not worth the time to find a tape measure to check and he continues

Johnny Karma: To all of those sitting at home watching FWA for the first time, let me tell you something that everyone in this arena already knows: this is the main event of the first episode of Vertigo, not just because I'm in it...although that helps, but because it is the culmination of a journey that began about six seconds after A New Odyssey went off the air. So if you do what the long-time FWA fans do, and consider the latest Chandler Scott snoozefest to be a deleted scene for the DVD, then you're on the same page as everyone else.

Karma gives a reassuring, if incredibly conceited, nod to camera

Johnny Karma: Now that we're all on the same page, let me tell you a few other things about this match: closed fists are prohibited, wrestlers are only permitted three rope breaks in the match, and the winner is the first wrestler to gain two falls over their opponent - but, I'm sorry to break it to you, you're only getting two falls tonight, because I think it's for the best if I get the Pride Championship off of Carmine's waist as quickly as possible, as it'll be one heck of a job to get all that schmutz off the belt and make it fit to be worn by a member of the human race that we're not all overtly ashamed of, and I'd like to get my second reign started as early as possible. Besides, I read on the internet that Carmine can't last longer than four minutes.

Karma hands the mic back to Cherry and heads to his own corner to do some last minute stretches as he awaits the bell.

J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent from Boca Raton, Florida, weighing in at 154 pounds, "Sunshine" Scandalous Tony Carmine!

The announcement of Carmine’s name elicits a strong negative reaction from the crowd. But Carmine pays them no mind. Instead, he thrusts his Pride Championship belt in the air before handing it off to the official.

The bell sounds as Karma darts across the ring, scooping up Carmine with a double leg pick up and ramming him into the corner.

Kris Cruise: Karma isn’t wasting any time going after Tony Carmine!

Stephy Auger: I can’t say I blame him after the crude remarks that Tony’s made towards his partner in crime, Cherry.

Karma continues his assault, driving a series of shoulder thrusts into Carmine’s midsection. He then grabs Carmine by the wrist and whips him hard into the opposite corner. The turnbuckles rattle as Carmine’s spine collides with them. As Carmine stumbles from out of the corner, Karma throws him down with a back body drop. Carmine gets back to his feet, but Karma knocks him down with a clothesline. Carmine returns to his feet, but Karma sends him right back down with another clothesline. After Carmine returns to a vertical base, Karma grabs him and whips him into the ropes. When Carmine comes back, Karma delivers an inverted atomic drop. While Carmine’s double over in pain, Karma grabs him the wrist, wrings his arm and goes for Hard Times. But Carmine ducks the bionic elbow and follows up with a school boy.

ONE!
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Tony hooks the tights.
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TWO!
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Karma kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Tony just missed that Hard Times elbow.

Stephy Auger: If Karma connected, Tony would be down 0-1 right now.

After both men return to their feet, Camrine stops Karma with a knee to the midsection. He then grabs Karma and whips him into the ropes. When Karma returns, Carmine goes for a back body drop of his own. But Karma stops and immediately reaches down, wrapping his arms around Carmine’s torso. The crowd jumps to their feet, knowing what’s about to follow. Karma tries to lift him up for Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up. But Carmine quickly wraps his arms around one of Karma’s legs. He then drops down to one knee, making it even harder for Karma to lift him up. Karma then hoists up Carmine. But since Carmine’s still got his arms wrapped around one of his legs, Karma ends up falling down to the canvas. Carmine then quickly rolls out of the ring, creating distance between the two. The crowd begins to boo Carmine’s perceived cowardice.

Kris Cruise: Tony Carmine is quick to bail to the outside. Things have not gone his way during the start of this one.

Stephy Auger: They have not. That’s twice now that Tony was nearly put away. The third time just might be the charm.

Carmine tries to take a breather on the outside. But he’s quickly distracted by Cherry, who shoots him a disgusted look. This “disrespect” incenses Carmine, who motions after her. But Carmine’s blindsided by Karma, who knocks him down with This Is For The Front Row. After rolling Carmine back into the ring, Karma rolls himself back in. He then picks up Tony, marches into the corner and slams him face-first into the corner. After turning Carmine around, Karma goes to town with a series of rights and lefts to the body. From there, he takes Carmine and whips him into the opposite corner. Karma then charges across the ring. But Carmine nails him with a boot to the face. As Karma turns and staggers away from the corner, Carmine runs up from behind and drives him down with a bulldog. He makes the cover.

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Karma kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Tony finally gets some offense in. Let’s see if he can build upon it...

Carmine picks up Karma, snapmares him over and delivers a series of stiff kicks to the back. While Karma’s seething in pain, Carmine takes off into the ropes. When he comes back, he connects with a front dropkick to Karma’s face. Carmine then quickly makes the cover.

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Karma kicks out.

Carmine picks up Karma and throws him down with a scoop slam. He follows up by leaping into the air and crashing down across Karma’s throat with a leg drop. Carmine then turns over and makes the cover.

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Karma kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Another nearfall for the Scandalous One. I’m surprised he isn’t immediately going for a submission.

Stephy Auger: I’m a bit surprised, too. Like you said, Karma’s already fought tonight, so his tank isn’t full. If Tony were to try and wear him down, it might make things easier for him. But I guess Tony wants to pound on Karma after all that’s transpired over these last week weeks.

Carmine picks up Karma, places him in a side headlock and rakes his eyes along the top rope. While Karma stumbles into the corner, the ref warns Tony over his use of dirty tactics. But Carmine pays him no mind. After turning Karma around, he unleashes a stinging knife edge chop. He follows up with a slap across the face. Carmine then takes Karma and whips him into the opposite corner. Carmine runs across the ring, but Karma returns the favor with a boot to the face. After stumbling back, Carmine runs back into the corner. This time, Karma nails him with an elbow to the face. While Carmine’s dazed, Karma runs from out of the corner and knocks him down with an NYC Uppercut. He makes the cover.

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Carmine kicks out.

Karma picks up Carmine and whips him into the ropes. When Carmine comes back, Karma bends over to set up a back body drop. Carmine counters with a sunset flip. But Karma rolls through it, returns to his feet and goes to wrap up Carmine in a figure four leglock. But Carmine reaches up and counters with a modified small package.

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Karma shifts his weight, rolling on top of Carmine…

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Carmine shifts his weight, rolling on top of Karma…

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Karma shifts his weight, rolling on top of Carmine…

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Carmine kicks out.

Kris Cruise: What a sequence there by both men!

After both men scramble to get back to a vertical base, Karma beats him to the punch with a kick to the midsection. He quickly follows up with the Bum Trip. While Tony’s down, Karma heads into the corner. He then hoists himself up onto the middle ropes and jumps off, going for a diving fist drop. But Carmine gets his leg up, nailing Karma in the face with his foot.

Kris Cruise: Tony had that one well scouted and made Karma pay.

Stephy Auger: He sure did. But even a foot to the face isn’t going to shut Karma up.

Carmine picks up Karma, grabs him from the side and delivers a russian leg sweep. He then marches into the corner. From there, Tony climbs up onto the middle ropes and frantically waves up Karma. Once Karma returns to his feet and turns around, Carmine lunges off the ropes, knocking him down with a clothesline. He makes the cover.

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Tony connects with the high risk maneuver, but he still can’t get the three count on Karma.

Stephy Auger: Tony isn’t the only one with aspirations of being a double champion. Johnny Karma wants to go into Above & Beyond IV the Pride Champion and walk out with both that title and the FGA World Championship.

Carmine picks up Karma and whips him into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Carmine jumps up and brings him down with a hurricanrana. He reaches back and hooks the legs.

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Karma kicks out.

Carmine picks up Karma and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending Carmine into the ropes. When Carmine comes back, Karma throws him down with a spinebuster. He then picks up Carmine, brings him into the corner and sits him down backwards across the top turnbuckle. After climbing the ropes, Karma grabs Carmine and goes for a belly to back superplex. But Carmine blocks the move. He then repeatedly elbows Karma in the face until Karma falls off the ropes and lands on the mat.

Kris Cruise: Tony knocked him off the ropes!

Stephy Auger: That was a long way down for Karma!

From there, Carmine stands up on the top turnbuckle and then flips off, connecting with the Phoenix Splash. He hooks the leg...

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KARMA - 0

Kris Cruise: And just like that, the champ is up 1-0.

Stephy Auger: Now, all the pressure is on Karma. He has to come back and win these next two falls.

Kris Cruise: Karma’s been a Pride Champion before. He knows the rules inside and out. But he also knows that being down after that first fall is a place that you do not want to be in.

Stephy Auger: You can see Cherry on the outside trying to will Karma back into this. He’s still got a shot. The match is far from over. But he’s got his work cut out for him, that much is true.

The 30 second rest period ends as As Karma tries to pull himself up using the ropes. But Carmine doesn’t let him breath. Instead, he runs over over and attacks Karma from behind with clubbing shots. After slamming him face-first into the top turnbuckle, Carmine turns Karma around and follows up with a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. He then brings Karma from out of the corner and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending Carmine into the ropes. When Carmine comes back, he leaps up and brings Karma down with a headscissors takeover. Karma tries to return to a vertical base, but Carmine quickly hits a dropkick, knocking Karma through the ropes and to the floor.

While Karma begins to stir on the outside, Carmine takes off into the ropes. But just as he’s about to come back, he gets tripped up by Cherry.

Kris Cruise: Cherry just inserted herself into this match. But I’m not sure that’s such a good idea...

Carmine quickly turns around and goes to kick at Cherry, but she moves out of the way. An irate Carmine begins to yell expletives at Cherry. He then spits down in her direction, eliciting boos from the crowd. But Cherry moves out of the way. While Carmine continues to bark at her, Karma runs up from behind and delivers Macho Karma, knocking Carmine down. As Carmine slowly turns over in the ring, Karma hops up onto the apron and scales the turnbuckles. When Carmine gets back to his feet and turns around, Karma knocks him down with a flying double ax handle smash. He makes the cover.

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Carmine kicks out.

Stephy Auger: Karma took full advantage of that distraction there.

Karma picks up Carmine and whips him into the ropes. When Carmine comes back, Karma connects with an NYC Uppercut, knocking him through the ropes and onto the apron. As Carmine tries to pull himself up using the ropes, Karma goes over to attack. But Carmine ducks and counters with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. Carmine then goes to follow up with a slingshot maneuver. But Karma counters in mid air with Check Your Chiclets, sending Carmine to the floor.

Kris Cruise: Did you hear that?

Stephy Auger: How could I not? What a well-timed counter by Karma!

While Carmine is sprawled out on the floor, the ref starts his count.

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Carmine pulls himself up using the edge of the apron and rolls back into the ring, where he’s quickly covered by Karma.

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Carmine gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Kris Cruise: Some nice ring awareness there by Tony. However, he’s now down a rope break.

Stephy Auger: One down, two to go.

Karma picks up Carmine, slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle and hoists him up onto the top turnbuckle. After climbing the ropes, Karma lifts up Carmine and delivers a belly to back superplex. But instead of making the cover, Karma opts to step through the ropes, march across the apron and scale the turnbuckles.

Kris Cruise: He’s not done?

Stephy Auger: It looks like he wants to go back to the top!

When he reaches the top, Karma leaps off, crashing down across Carmine with From The Stars Above. He then brings Carmine back to his feet, lifts him up and plants him with Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up. He makes the cover.

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Kris Cruise: We’re all tied up 1-1 now. It’s anyone’s ballgame.

Stephy Auger: The pressure was on Karma. But now, I feel like it’s on Carmine. He was up a fall. But Karma just came back and tied it up.

As Carmine slowly turns to his feet, Karma marches over and nails him with a knife edge chop, sending him stumbling back into the ropes. Karma then marches over, grabs Carmine and whips him into the far ropes. When Carmine returns, Karma throws him down with a snap powerslam. He hooks the leg…

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Carmine gets his shoulder up.

Karma picks up Carmine, knees him in the gut and follows up with a slingshot suplex. Karma then rolls over and hooks the leg…

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Carmine gets his shoulder up.

Karma picks up Carmine and whips him hard sternum-first into the corner. As Carmine stumbles back, Karma grabs him from behind before planting him with Instant Karma. He makes the cover.

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Carmine gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Yet another nearfall for Karma! The champ isn’t going away quietly, is he?

Stephy Auger: He is not. After he lost the title the first time, Tony’s got a death grip on the belt now.

Karma picks up Carmine and whips him into the ropes. When Carmine comes back, Karma knocks him down with a running high knee. From there, Karma takes off into the ropes. When he comes back, he connects with a jumping knee drop. Karma then picks up Carmine and goes for Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up. But Carmine counters with a standing double leg takedown. He then follows up with a jackknife pin.

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Karma bridges up, turns over and lifts Carmine upside down for Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up. But Carmine frantically kicks Karma in the face with one of his legs, breaking the hold. When Karma turns around, Carmine connects with a spinning back kick to the gut. He follows up with a snap suplex and a lateral press for the cover…

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

After bringing Karma back to his feet, Carmine delivers a flurry of forearm strikes before knocking him down with a discus back elbow. He makes the cover.

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Carmine picks up Karma, scoops him up from the side and delivers a pendulum backbreaker. From there, Carmine heads into the corner and begins climbing the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, Carmine flips off and goes for another Phoenix Splash…

Stephy Auger: Karma got his knees up!

After bouncing off of Karma’s knees, Carmine immediately curls up in pain as he guards his torso with his arms. Karma then goes over, picks up Carmine and locks him in The World’s Greatest Abdominal Stretch.

Kris Cruise: If Tony’s ribs weren’t hurting before, they must be killing him now.

The ref asks Carmine if he wants to give up. But Carmine won’t quit. So Karma begins to pull on Carmine’s neck, increasing the pressure.

Stephy Auger: Cherry’s loving what she sees right now: Karma in control and Tony cringing in pain.

The ref checks on Carmine, asking if he wants to give up. But again, Carmine refuses to quit. So Karma reaches over, grabs Carmine’s nearest leg and pulls it back.

Kris Cruise: Tony’s got to be in excruciating pain right now!

The ref asks Carmine if he wants to give up. But Carmine still won’t quit. So Karma delivers a series of elbows to the ribs. He then lets go of the hold, only to follow up with a russian leg sweep. Once Karma returns to his feet, he signals for Deep Karma.

Stephy Auger: This might be it, Kris!

As Carmine stirs on the canvas, Karma begins to stalk him. Once the champion returns to his feet, Karma hooks his left arm from behind. He then goes to wrap his right arm around Carmine’s neck. But Tony uses his free arm to grab Karma by the wrist, blocking him from locking on the move. After struggling to get Deep Karma applied, Karma goes for plan b. He takes Tony’s arm, pins him around and goes for Instant Karma. But Carmine counters by grabbing Karma and ramming him back-first into the corner. Carmine then staggers back. After getting his second wind, Carmine charges over towards Karma. But Karma comes out of the corner and knocks him down with Check Your Chiclets. Karma then drops down to one knee.

Kris Cruise: Tony caught all of that superkick.

Stephy Auger: But Karma may not have enough left in him to make the cover.

After Karma gains his second wind, he returns to his feet before stepping through the ropes. He then begins to climb the turnbuckles. But just as he’s near the top, Carmine runs up the turnbuckles, grabs his arm and throws him down with a top rope arm drag. As Karma slowly turns over and gets up on one knee, Tony charges at him and connects with #PimpShit. He makes the cover.

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“Graceful Jewelry Removal” blares throughout the arena as the crowd erupts in boos.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner and STILL Pride Champion, TONY CARMINE!

When Tony returns to his feet, he gets handed his Pride Championship. The ref then raises his arm in victory as the crowd continues to boo.

Kris Cruise: Tony Carmine successfully defends against Johnny Karma. But it was not easy.

Stephy Auger: Not by a longshot. Karma came into this one prepared. He gave Tony a fight that even Tony didn’t think he could give him. But Tony was able to overcome everything Karma threw at him and retain his championship.

[ FADE TO COMMERCIAL ]

[FGA Office]

Stephy Auger: We are just moments away from tonight's huge main event of the debut of Vertigo. But before we send it into the ring, let's send it to the Event Center where a certain someone is standing by. Take it away, Kev...

(The scene fades to a studio inside of FGA Headquarters. Standing by at a news desk is none other than Kevin Clement.)

Kevin Clement: Hello everyone and welcome to the Event Center! I’m Kevin Clement. We are two weeks away from Above & Beyond IV, which will be held on Saturday, September 19 from Matthews Arena in Boston, Massachusetts!

Tickets are still available. But for those of you who can’t make it, the only other way to see this event is LIVE and ONLY on Pay Per View. Let’s get to the matches.

As we heard earlier tonight, Dom Harter laid out the challenge and the challenge was accepted by Cyncity. These two had been good friends for a while now. But after Harter was eliminated by Cyncity, costing him his chance to win a third consecutive Gold Rush Rumble, the Tenacious Little Bastard has been sour ever since. Cyncity claims she’s the #3PeatKiller. But as Dom posed to her earlier tonight, can she do it one on one?

As we also learned earlier tonight, the team of Yun Goeun and Ling Ling, collectively known as Hallyu Generation, will also challenge for the Tag Titles along with the #sparklebuddies, as they face Whiskey Dex in a Triple Threat Tag Team Match! it's first fall to a finish!

The #2 contender to the Pride Championship, Johnny Cannon, will take on the #3 contender, Evangelista, to determine the new #1 contender for the Pride Championship. As you saw just moments ago, Tony Carmine successfully defended his championship against Johnny Karma. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, The Scandalous One will be meeting the winner of this match at a later date.

I can already tell you that this one is going to be out of control when Jimmy Page faces off against Zero McHannon in a Chivalry is Dead Match. The personal issues between these two have continued to escalate week after week. But tonight, things may have reached their boiling point. In a Chivalry is Dead Match, there are no disqualifications. There are no countouts. Anything goes in this unsanctioned match. Given Page’s recent actions against the likes of both Annie Zellor and Laurel Anne Hardy, I can only imagine what he’s got in store for Zero McHannon.

Then there’s the World Championship, which will be on the line as Chandler Scott defends against Johnny Karma. Karma may have been unsuccessful in his Pride Championship Match. But he did walk out the winner of the second chance battle royal, securing himself a title match in two weeks time.

Then, of course, there is the Frontier Lions Cup. All of the Quarterfinals matches have been set. let’s take a look.

In the opening round, Cordy Stevenson, the 2014 Frontier Lions Cup winner, goes up against Sean Sands, the 2013 Frontier Lions Cup winner. This just goes to show the depth in this year’s field. This would probably be a finals match in any other year. But not this year. These two are looking to become the first two-time Frontier Lions Cup winner. But only one will advance while the other goes home.

Noelle Smith, the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, goes up against Kurosawa Chavez. Chavez pulled off the upset in the Qualifying Round when he defeated Yun Goeun. Can he pull off another huge victory? And will his recent association with Maurice Graham come into play?

Tony Carmine, who retained his Pride Championship, goes up against Fujiko Mine. Fujiko lost out on a shot at the Pride Championship at All-Star Showdown IV when she lost to Johnny Karma. Yet here she is, facing the Pride Champion in non-title action. Carmine would love nothing more than to erase last year’s performance and advance all the way to the finals. But Fujiko’s got plans of her own.

And finally, rounding off the Quarterfinals, is Izzy Anders, who goes up against Dan Herrera. Herrera is also looking to put last year’s performance behind him while Izzy is looking to become a double champion.

The Quarterfinals, Semifinals and Finals will all be taking place at Above & Beyond IV. All Quaterfinals Matches have a 15 minute time limit. All Semifinals Matches have a 30 minute time limit. The Finals will have a 60 minute time limit. The winner will not only be crowned the 2015 Frontier Lions Cup winner, but they will also receive a shot at the FGA World Championship.

Again, you can catch all the action and so much more at Above & Beyond IV on September 19. Call your local cable or satellite provider and tell them you want Above & Beyond IV! That’s it for me from the Event Center. Let’s send it back out to the arena!