Vertigo (1.25.16)

[FGA Office]

[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

Vertigo E08
Carnesecca Arena
Queens, NY

The feed pans around the Carnesecca Arena, 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: Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another edition of Vertigo, here on WGN America! I'm Kris Cruise alongside Stephy Auger, and what a show we have for you tonight. The show had to be rescheduled thanks to the blizzard on Saturday. But we’re going to make up for it with some great action tonight! Like in the other half of the Joker’s Wild Tag Team Tournament Semifinal, when the team of Mistress Ai and Mr. Rottentreats take on Danny Diamond and Nero Darling!

Stephy Auger: We saw Luke Jackson and Ricky Valero be able to put their differences aside, coexist and come away victorious. If those two were able to get on the same page, then so can these two teams. It does look like there’s a bit more camaraderie on the side of Rottentreats and Ai. But you can’t discredit Danny Diamond. He’s a former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. He knows how to get the job done in championship situations. Let’s also not forget that he’s undefeated since his return. Also, there’s Nero Darling. Yeah, she’s small. But she was trained by some of the best down in KWI and she's tougher than she looks. I wouldn’t be surprised if those two came away with the win.

Kris Cruise: Speaking of the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship, two former champs meet up as Fujiko Mine takes on Noelle Smith.

Stephy Auger: They can say all the right things for the camera. They can put on their smiles. But you know these two don’t like each other. Fujiko feels that Noelle started this whole “Fujiko isn’t really that good” talk. She’s had to hear that for months and months and MONTHS on end! Then you have Noelle Smith, who definitely has her fair share of critics, justified or not. These two former champs have something to prove tonight. Who better to do it against than at the expense of their former adversary?

Kris Cruise: Two talented newcomers meet up when Savannah Taylor goes one on one with Salem Cartier.

Stephy Auger: These two came into the company with a lot of hype. There’s a reason why Savannah Taylor won every single prominent singles championship in her former place of employment. Then there’s Salem Cartier, who has been nothing but solid since coming to FGA. This one could go either way. I’m leaning towards Savannah, of course. But you’ve also got to take into account that Annie Zellor is the special guest referee. Will she call it down the middle? Will she favor her friend, Savannah? But Savannah is also her opponent for Canadian Stampede, so maybe she’ll side with The Witch.

Kris Cruise: And in our main event, FGA World Champion, Zero McHannon and number one contender, Cyncity, take on Jimmy Page and Johnny Cannon.

Stephy Auger: This one could turn into an all out war. All four of these competitors are at the top of their game. But if I look close enough, I can see cracks forming in the friendship of Zero and Cindy. That, to me, gives Page and Cannon the edge.

Kris Cruise: I don’t see any cracks at all. We’ve got a lot of action tonight. So let’s send it to the ring where Nero is set to make his debut against Joker’s Wild finalist, Luke Jackson!

[FGA Office]

Luke Jackson vs. Nero

Silence and darkness. There is nothing. But soon, there is a single clap. A slow clap... that soon escalates into the beginning of Lady GaGa's "Applause". Red and white lights change rapidly, fluttering throughout the darkness. As soon as the chorus begins, the lights go pitch black. That is until the fast pace of the music picks back up and a single light shines from beneath the entrance area. A silhouette stands, motionless, one hand upon one hip, the other throw to the heavens.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is our opening contest and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Arkham, Massachusetts, weighing in at 192 pounds … ‘THE LEPER MESSIAH’ NERO!

As the song returns to the chorus, the lights regain their rapid fluttering between red and white lights, and the face of the man known simply as Nero begins his strut to the ring. His face is cold and stoic, absorbing the malice from the audience. They hurl insults and boos at him, and he drinks it up. Once he reaches the ring the slides under and crawls to the center of the ring, remaining on his knees as the music continues and the lights continue to flutter around him. The boos and the jeers get louder and louder as he continues to stay there, on his knees, in the center of the ring, until the music stops.

Kris Cruise: There he is, Stephy; we’re finally going to get to see Nero in the ring after some of his … bizarre antics?

Stephy Auger: That’s putting it lightly, Kris. This guy has practically been stalking Aries Reed over the last month. With the heart, or the bear – it’s just creepy!

J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, from Oakland, California, weighing in at 165 pounds … LUKE "THE KID" 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.

Stephy Auger: Luke Jackson looks ready to step into the unknown, Kris. How do you think he’ll fare tonight?

Kris Cruise: Well last time we saw him, Luke and his partner, Ricky Valero picked up a victory in the first round of the Joker’s Wild tournament, so he’ll have the confidence on his side tonight. He might even show this freak what’s up here in FGA.

The bell sounds to start the match as Nero emerges from the corner, moving slowly towards the center of the ring where Luke is waiting for him. The fans here in Queens are heavily behind Jackson – all wanting him to kick Nero’s ass from pillar to post – and he takes a moment to acknowledge them before circling the ring. They lock up collar and elbow as Nero gains the upper hand, applying a side headlock to his opponent. Luke tries to free himself, but the hold gets tightened each time he tries. After a few moments, Jackson manages to bounce off the ropes and push Nero away.

The Leper Messiah hits the far ropes and comes back with a shoulder tackle, knocking Luke down. Nero hits the ropes again, skipping over Luke as The Kid rolls onto his front. He pops right back to his feet as Nero comes off the ropes again, only to get caught by a dropkick!

Kris Cruise: Luke Jackson had that one scouted.

Both competitors rush back to their feet as Luke lunges forward with a clothesline. Nero gets right back up, only to get caught by another clothesline. As he gets back up a third time, Nero tries for a clothesline of his own, but Luke ducks under it. He dives around the back and counters with an atomic drop! Nero staggers forward as Luke charges at him … but Nero dives out under the bottom rope to escape.

Stephy Auger: Nero high tailing from the ring just as the going was getting tough.

The fans boo as The Leper Messiah takes a moment to recompose himself. In the ring, Luke Jackson is urging his opponent to return to the ring. But Nero won’t get in just yet – so Luke rolls out after him. The fans cheer as Luke turns the corner, chasing after his opponent as Nero runs away. He makes it half way around the ring before sliding in under the ropes. Luke rolls in after him, but Nero is ready for him.

The Leper Messiah stomps at his opponent, keeping The Kid grounded. Nero drags Luke back to his feet briefly, only to deliver a DDT. A quick hook of the leg and Nero goes for the first cover of the match.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Luke kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Nero has managed to get the upper hand here, and now the fans may finally get to see what he’s capable of inside the squared circle.

Nero doesn’t bother arguing the official, instead opting to drop several knees down across the face of his opponent. But Jackson manages to fight back to all fours as Nero charges in with a dropkick to the head. Luke drops to the mat, allowing his opponent the opportunity to taunt The Kid. The crowd continue to boo as Nero drags his opponent back to his feet, bringing him towards the corner before slamming him head first into the top turnbuckle. And again. Jackson slumps back against the turnbuckles as Nero fires off an assortment of strikes; elbows, forearms, and chops fly, peppering The Kid’s head and chest.

Stephy Auger: Such vicious strikes from The Leper Messiah.

Kris Cruise: I can feel those from here, Stephy.

Finally, Nero goes for an Irish whip, sending Luke from pillar to post. He charges in after him, but Luke catches his approaching foe with a back elbow to the face! The crowd cheer as they sense the changing tide. But their joy is short lived as Luke runs out of the corner, right into a spinebuster! Nero rolls his opponent up so Luke’s feet are either side of his head, mounting him provocatively for the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Luke kicks out!

Kris Cruise: The fans don’t seem too keen on that kind of pin.

Stephy Auger: I don’t think Nero cares though, Kris. On the other hand, Luke Jackson is pissed!

The Kid seems to have taken exception to the humping cover as he clambers back to his feet. He ducks under the elbow smash, and sets off against the ropes, coming back with a flying forearm that knocks Nero off his feet! The Leper Messiah is quickly back up as Luke catches him with a body slam. This time, Nero is slower back to his feet; he’s clutching his back as he does so, but Jackson is already on the move. He hits the ropes and comes back with a bulldog, driving Nero face first into the mat! And the pin.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Nero kicks out!

Jackson drags his opponent right back to his feet, and whips him against the ropes. Nero comes back and gets caught by a hurricanrana, sending him sprawling across the ring. He gets back up slowly, seemingly disorientated as he staggers towards the center of the ring, where Luke is waiting for him. The Kid unleashes his patented Legs of Money, peppering Nero’s body with kicks to either side before going up high with a roundhouse! The fans cheer as The Leper Messiah drops to one knee, giving Luke the chance to hit the ropes again – DRIVE BY KICK!

Kris Cruise: The Oakland Drive By connects! This could be it!

Luke hooks the leg.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THR-NOO!

Stephy Auger: Nero kicks out!

Luke sits up in disbelief, but the referee assures him it was a two count. Undeterred, The Kid forces himself back up to a vertical base; the fans cheering him on as he waits for Nero to get up. Luke’s motioning with a ‘come get some’ gesture, but Nero has his back turned as he uses the ropes to get to his feet. He stumbles away from the ropes as Luke spins him around and sends The Leper Messiah towards the corner with an Irish whip. He charges in after his opponent, but Nero pushes himself up, hooking Luke’s arms with his legs as Nero uses the ropes to his advantage, applying a tarantula hold!

Kris Cruise: The submission hold applied!

Stephy Auger: But he only has five seconds to make this count!

The referee’s count reaches four and Luke still hasn’t submitted, so Nero is forced to release him. And The Kid quickly runs across the ring as Nero slowly gets back to his feet. Jackson charges in again, looking for the clothesline – NO! Nero ducks under the arm, catching hold as he counters; Nero brings opponent in close before hitting a swinging reverse STO!

Kris Cruise: He calls that one The Odyssey, and this match may be over now…

Nero sits astride his opponent’s chest as the referee makes the count.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!!!

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

Stephy Auger: Just when Luke Jackson looked to have this match wrapped up, Nero hits The Odyssey out of nowhere for the three count.

Kris Cruise: If I were Luke, I’d feel har–what’s this?

The crowd continue to boo as Nero seals his victory by planting a kiss on the lips of the unconscious Luke Jackson before he rolls off him, and out of the ring. Nero makes his way back up the aisle as his music plays, the crowd booing him all the way.

Stephy Auger: Did he … did Nero just kiss his opponent?

Kris Cruise: I’m not sure what we just saw, but Luke Jackson has the victory stolen from within his grasp, and Nero emerges victorious in his FGA debut. If you were Aries Reed, would you be worried about this man?

Stephy Auger: If I were Aries Reed I’d already be worried. After that performance, even more so…

The saxophone of Careless Whisper blares as Nero turns to look towards the entrance way as Aries Reed stands with a large smile on his face wearing an all white suit with a black tie. He slowly makes his way towards the ring, holding a single red rose in one hand and microphone in the other, as Nero only looks out towards. He claps his hands happily, pacing around the ring as Aries climbs into the ring.

Kris Cruise: What the hell is this? What the hell is going on?

Stephy Auger: I have no idea but we’ve seen Nero play games with Aries for the past month and frankly it’s been creepy as creepy gets...but it seems like Aries is actually falling for it.

Kris Cruise: I don’t like where this might be going…

Aries stands in front of Nero with a smile on his face, bringing the microphone to his lips.

Aries Reed: This...this is Nero. The one who’s been watching me, yearning for me, pining for me...all to capture my heart. At first, I wanted to resist...I wanted to be disgusted and I wanted to push you away.

Nero smile fades softly as Aries only shakes his head slowly.

Aries Reed: No, no, no...I had to realize that I never had anyone come after with such passion, with such vigor, with such life than you and I wanted to give you this.

Aries hands out the single rose to Nero as he accepts with a smile, bringing it to his nose to smell it.

Aries Reed: And tell you...if you’ll have me, I’m yours. I’ll see you soon, not tonight, I still have to teach Johnny Karma what it means to step into the ring with the Blackest Sun of FGA...but soon, lover boy, I promise...it’ll definitely be worth the wait.

Giving Nero a playful wink, he backs up slowly stepping out of the ring and making his back up the ramp, making sure to keep his eyes on Nero who continues to smell the rose swaying side to side slowly.

[FGA Office]

We open backstage where Salem Cartier is finishing lacing up her boots sitting at her locker. She gives them a slap, stands up and stomps her feet, making sure they are arranged comfortably. She leans over and checks her hair in the mirror.

Salem Cartier: Alright FGA, this snow has delayed me getting back on track by a couple days. Last Vertigo I lost my first match ever here in this company..to the current Pride Champion ‘Sunshine Scandalous’ Tony Carmine. Doesn't get any easier this week, facing a lady that's held gold in other places… Savannah Taylor. She's eager for a win too. Well… Annie better have her A+ referee hat on tonight, I'm sure Ms. Zellor will call it fair.

She looks down and laces her fingers together, making sure her fingerless gloves are on nice and tight. She shadowboxes a couple of times. She notices a broom leaning against a chair and she picks it up with a smirk.

Salem Cartier: Well this feels pretty good in my hand… No, not because I'm a janitor. Let's just sweep away what happened last week and kick it into a new gear tonight, hmm?

She pushes the broom away slightly and kicks it in such a way that it flips through the air and lands perfectly in the corner. Just then she notices someone else, someone at the door who was possibly listening in and watching.

Salem Cartier: Oh…. Hey.

The camera panned over to reveal the MAL Champion, Izzy Anders, leaning against the door frame. An intrigued expression is plastered upon her face as she observes the witch. She wiped her nose nonchalantly before entering the room. She peered around, her eyes mostly landing upon the broom. She gave an impressed nod before turning back to Salem.

Izzy Anders: Hi there, Mrs. Kaiser. Just up to your witchy businasty?

Izzy giggled lightly, being one of the bridesmaids at Artemis’s and Salem’s wedding a couple of weeks ago.

Izzy Anders: Kick it into a new gear, huh? What ever could that mean?

She asked innocently. She adjusted the championship on her shoulder, seeing that it drooped ever so slightly upon her form. Izzy even cooed at it slightly, personifying it.

Izzy Anders: You’re thinking about getting back in there with Tony? Pride Championship in your eyes?

The champion retains a friendly expression. Salem stretched out her leg on the nearby bench, getting loose.

Salem Cartier: Not specifically, I just plan on going even harder in that ring, impressing the fans and the brass alike. I’ll be the first to admit, it was my first main event with Tony, and I blew it.

She shrugged and rotated her neck, making sure there were no kinks in it.

Salem Cartier: But I gotta keep at it, I can’t ball up and regress. Keep myself in high enough regard where more main events… and eventually title shots come along. Whichever belt they deem me worthy of going after, ya know?

Salem shot Izzy a playful wink as she stood up straight and pointed at her championship.

Salem Cartier: You’ve been busy as can be with that Mid-Atlantic Legacy Title the last several months, right? You understand, you know what it takes around here to hold gold.

Izzy patted on her championship, before shrugging.

Izzy Anders: It is what it is. Becoming the best MAL Champion in FGA history wasn’t exactly easy. I had to shut out my fair share of naysayers, beat others, and injure one specifically. But it definitely has been...fun.

A somewhat dark giggle escaped the MAL Champion.

Izzy Anders: Well, a little birdie whispered something to me. The top dogs might be looking to give you a shot at my championship after your efforts. I’m here to say that I would be glad to allow you to face me for my championship.

Izzy paused, putting her hands together.

Izzy Anders: But...only if you beat Savannah tonight. The girl’s been on a war tear. If you put a dent in that armor of hers, maybe then you can try to take this from me.

Salem rubbed her chin with a grin.

Salem Cartier: Well, suppose that gives me added incentive tonight then, doesn’t it? I’d hate to disappoint the… little birdies and top dogs. We’ll see about that armor and then… I’ll be seeing you again soon, hopefully.

Izzy patted Salem on the shoulder and gave her a quick hug.

Izzy Anders: Hopefully. Just be careful out there. Tragedies have been happening as of late.

Izzy turned away and walked out of Salem’s space, leaving the witch to her preparations.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

The camera cuts to a backstage scene with Spencer Burke standing in front of an FGA logo backdrop, with a microphone wrapped around his hand and a smile plastered on his face. Standing alongside him is a man with a recognizable face, his hair slicked back, dressed in a casual attire of a white plain t-shirt, black cut jeans and some converse sneakers. The man had a vacant look in his eyes, as he fixated them on the camera for a moment; his eyes the color of blue, almost glistening like stars in the sky. 

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with Frontier Grappling Arts newest acquisition to the roster, Mark Storm! Mark it's great to have you on the roster! How do you feel being back here in Frontier Grappling Arts?

He disengaged his eyes from the camera and turned to Spencer, a rare smile upon his lips as he leaned towards the microphone.

Mark Storm: Last time I was here Spencer I was with my buddy Hiroyoshi Suzuki and we were trying to win that Dynamic Duos tournament. Despite not being able to even advance from the first round, it was a learning curb and I instantly hit it off with this federation. With the fans, the guys at the back and generally everyone here at Frontier Grappling Arts. I'm looking forward to what the future may hold for me here, and I'm hoping it's a bright one.

Spencer nodded his head approvingly, before continuing with his Q & A.

Spencer Burke: Whilst you've been away from Frontier Grappling Arts, you've managed to find success elsewhere, in particular - Extreme Wrestling Corporation. You became the EWC World Heavyweight champion and held the championship belt for much of the season.

The self proclaimed spokesman of a generation interrupted.

Mark Storm: As much as I love EWC, I don't really want to talk about what I've done in the past Spencer. The past is set in stone, it's already happened. The only thing I want to talk about or even think about is the future, but my future here in Frontier Grappling Arts. Sure, I had a successful year in EWC last year, it was a lot of fun and I managed to hold onto that title for most of the year. But it's time I begin a new chapter. It's time I test my limits in one of the most illustrious, passionate, federations in the world. Frontier Grappling Arts is a federation I've always held close to my heart, since the humble beginnings of FGA back in 2011. It's a promotion I've always wanted to work with, and I'm happy I've got the chance to.

Spencer Burke: Is there anyone you're particularly want to face whilst your here?

Mark Storm: I've studied the roster and I've had my eyes on most of them throughout their careers. I do a lot of research. I'd love to face Jimmy Page. Despite what people think of him; he's one of the most talented grapplers in the industry, and working with him would be something special. There's an abundance of people I'd love to step inside that four sided ring with.. Laurel Anne.. Zellor.. Carmine.. McHannon..Kevin Hardaway - Valero.. I'd love to have a shot at Chandler Scott if he ever comes back. But I know that if I want to be facing the top talent here, I've got to earn it. I've got to come out here every other week and prove to the world, why I deserve to be on the top of the food chain. I'm starting at the bottom, Spencer. I knew that as soon as I signed the dotted line. I'm not expecting any special treatment because of what I've done in the past, nor do I want any. I'll gradually climb the ladder and eventually, I'll be up there - you watch.

Spencer Burke: You talked about Zero McHannon there.. the FGA World Champion. Is that a championship you already have your eyes set on?

Silence exasperates the backstage area for a few moments, as Storm bows his head and thinks about how to answer Burke's question. He then diffuses the stillness of the backstage area with a cheeky chuckle, clasping his hands together enthusiastically as he looks at Burke. 

Mark Storm: I'd be lying if I said that the FGA World title isn't a title I already have my title on. Of course it is! It's the crown jewels of this federation. The holy grail; embedded with sapphires and rubies, one of the most prestigious championship belts in all of wrestling. But like I said, I know that if I want to be competing for that championship belt, then I'm going to have to earn that shot, something that I have acknowledged may take a long time. This promotion has an array of talent that you don't see anywhere else. A rare necessity in this profession. I'm surrounded with guys and gals who are equally as motivated, equally as passionate and equally talented. We may be equal in that aspect but there's one thing they're above me on, and that's rankings. They rank higher than me now because they've had more matches than me. More matches to win and earn brownie points towards titles that they wanna challenge for. I haven't had that opportunity yet, but wanna I debut, two weeks from now, I get my first shot at attaining some points. Two weeks from now, I'll step into that four sided ring and I'll give it my all

Spencer Burke: It's been great talking to you Mark! Back to you guys!

[FGA Office]

Savannah Taylor vs. Salem Cartier

An assortment of purple and blue strobe lights illuminate the entrance aisle, flashing in time with the music, as Annie Zellor bursts through the curtain. She poses momentarily, 'flexing' her biceps for the fans, before running down the aisle, her arms outstretched to slap hands with the willing fans on the way down. But she’s getting some flack from the more outspoken fans in the front row for her wearing a Yankees jersey in Queens.The youngster slides in under the bottom rope and runs to the furthest away turnbuckle, climbing to the middle rope, whereupon she raises a fist in the air before jumping down off the turnbuckle.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, the special guest referee… ANNIE ZELLOR!

Kris Cruise: Annie Zellor’s been named the special guest referee for this contest. I have no doubt in my mind she’ll call it down the middle.

Stephy Auger: Really, you think so?

Kris Cruise: Why not?

Stephy Auger: Well don’t you think that her being the referee in a match where one of the participants is her opponent for Canadian Stampede a conflict of interest?

Kris Cruise: … no.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, well, we’ll disagree there.

Kris Cruise: There isn’t a doubt in my mind that Annie’s going to do a great job tonight as the referee. And take a listen to this crowd. They sure do love the two-time World Tag Team Champion!

Stephy Auger: You sure about that? Because I’m hearing a section in the front row giving her the business. What is she thinking wearing a Yankees jersey tonight? We’re in Queens! This is Mets country!

Kris Cruise: Leave the poor girl alone. Instead of wearing the traditional referee stripes, she’s opted to go with the Yankee pinstripes. I think that was pretty clever on Annie’s part.

Stephy Auger: Well isn’t that just cute. She should've gone with the Mets pinstripe jersey if that was the case.

The fans in the arena are in their seats, anxiously awaiting the start of the match. Before they have a chance to say anything, the lights suddenly fade to black. The noise of the crowd is replaced by a loud whistle emanating from the sound system. The whistle repeats, only this time it is accompanied by a few riffs from a synthesizer. As the synth pulses on for a few seconds, red strobe lights around the entrance begin to pulse in perfect synch with the music. The heavy guitar and drum tandem that follows truly signals the beginning of “Engel” by Rammstein. The black of the arena has been replaced by a vivid crimson as the song plays on. The fans immediately leap to their feet and show their displeasure at the arrival of the one and only Savannah Taylor. The blonde steps out onto the stage for a few seconds and glances to either side of her before walking purposefully down the aisle, an air of arrogance displayed in her gait.

J.A. Aldridge: Introducing participant number one, from Las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing in at 120 pounds… SAVANNAH TAYLOR!

She climbs the steps and stands on the apron, scanning the crowd before shaking her head at the fans. Stepping into the ring, she stands in the center and raises her hands above her head, seeming to soak in the boos. She then rests her back against the turnbuckle and waits for the lights to return to normal and the music to fade out.

Stephy Auger: Talk about a head turner, Cruise. This right here is someone that I expect big things out of in 2016.

Kris Cruise: Savannah Taylor was definitely one of the more sought after free agents in late 2015. She comes in here with a lot of hype. She’s got a lot of skill. But, she didn’t get the job done against Danny Diamond.

Stephy Auger: Well we all know exactly why that was. As long as Annie doesn’t turn a blind eye, this match should go Taylor’s way.

Kris Cruise: It might. But you can’t underestimate her opponent!

The funky drum beat and riff of 'Phenomena' by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs fills the arena and the quirky yet energetic Salem Cartier appears at the entrance, tapping her foot and bopping her head to the beat...

"Hey!
Don't touch kid, sleep with the lights on.... Touch kid, how you surprise me...
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"

She raises both hands and motions for the fans to get hyped, then bops her way toward the ring in time with the song, popping her shoulders up and down, swaying her arms around with a coy smile and wink to the audience.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, now residing out of Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 130 pounds! She is “The Witch”... SALEM CARTIER!

"You're something like a phenomena.... Something like an astronoma...
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"

She steps up the ring steps, throws her hood back, clutches the top rope and puts her feet on the bottom rope, gazing around and rocking up and down on the ropes...

“Something like a phenomena, baby.... You're gonna get your body off"

She slides through the ropes, twirls off her jacket with a flourish and drops to a knee in the center of the ring, extending her arms out and playing to the crowd as the music fades.

Kris Cruise: There she is, Stephy! Salem Cartier has made one heck of an impression since joining the ranks over the past two months. She took Page to the limit not once, but twice! Her record was spotless until she ran into Tony Carmine.

Stephy Auger: That’s right. Sunshine Scandalous reminded Salem that while she may be good, she’s not on his level. If all goes according to her plan, Taylor will be following suit in this one.

Kris Cruise: I have no doubt that Savannah wants to right the wrongs that took place in her last match. But Salem’s got a ton of motivation going into this one as well. You saw that conversation with Izzy Anders backstage. If Salem wins tonight, then Izzy’s going to give her a title shot.

Stephy Auger: People can say what they want about Izzy. They say she’s this and that. But no one talks about how generous she is. She’s giving Salem Cartier a chance of a lifetime: the opportunity to share the ring with the greatest Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion in company history. But only if she gets the job done tonight.

Kris Cruise: Well if that’s the case, then does the same hold true for Taylor?

Stephy Auger: I’m not the champ. Ask her.

After checking to see if both competitors are ready, Annie signals for the bell. The bell sounds as Salem and Savannah step from out of their respective corners and begin circling the ring. After the two size each other up, they march towards the center of the ring and lock up. After jockeying for position, Savannah begins to move Salem across the ring. But Salem is eventually able to put on the brakes. She then begins to move Savannah back across the ring. But Savannah is eventually able to put on the brakes. Savannah then begins to move Salem back across the ring. Salem puts on the brakes. After a bit of a struggle, Savannah grabs Salem’s hair to help her move The Witch into the corner. As Savannah has Salem pressed up against the turnbuckles, Annie goes over and gives them both until the count of five to break the hold.

Annie: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Both grapplers make a clean break. Once the hold is broken, Salem turns to Annie and motions that Savannah pulled her hair. Annie responds with a “nuh uh” and that Savannah wouldn’t do something like that. As Salem looks back at Savannah, she’s given a sly smirk from her opponent. When Annie turns to Savannah, the smirk quickly disappears.

Kris Cruise: Annie didn’t see Savannah pulling the hair!

Stephy Auger: What hair? I didn’t see anything.

Savannah steps back towards the center of the ring. Salem continues to stare her down from the corner. But Annie goes over and politely lets Salem know to get the action going. The Witch obliges as she heads out of the corner. She circles the ring. But Savannah never takes her eyes off of her. Salem sizes up Savannah before marching over and engaging in another collar and elbow tie up. After both grapplers jockey for position, Salem moves Savannah across the ring and into the ropes. As Salem has Savannah pressed up against the ropes, Annie heads over and gives them until the count of five to break it up.

Annie: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Both grapplers make the clean break. Once free, Savannah turns to Annie and motions that Salem pulled her hair, which elicits boos from the crowd. Annie turns to Salem and asks her why she’s do such a thing. When Salem looks to Annie and denies it, Savannah takes advantage by kicking her in the midsection.

Stephy Auger: There you go!

Kris Cruise: She just caught Salem off guard with that kick to the gut! Not only that, but she’s exploiting her friendship with Annie!

Stephy Auger: Again, I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Annie’s eyes widen with shock as Savannah pummels Salem with clubbing shots to the back and neck. She then takes Salem, marches into the corner and slams her face first into the top turnbuckle. After turning The Witch around, Savannah delivers a series of kicks to the midsection. She then steps back and chokes Salem with her foot.

Stephy Auger: Do you see how far away Savannah is from Salem? Talk about legs for days, Cruise.

Annie gives Savannah until the count of five to break the hold.

Annie: ONE! TWO! THRE! FOUR!

Savannah lets go. But Annie asks her why she hit Salem when she wasn’t looking. Before Savannah can answer, Annie also warns her about choking her opponent. But Savannah motions for Annie to relax. When Savannah turns back to Salem, The Witch takes Savannah and tosses her into the corner. Salem unleashes a series of knife edge chops as the crowd cheers. She then takes Savannah and goes for an irish whip. But Savannah reverses, sending her into the opposite corner. She then runs across the ring and goes for a yakuza kick. But Salem catches her foot. She then shoves Savannah back, sending her down to the canvas. As Savannah rolls back up to her feet, Salem runs from out of the corner and knocks her down with a flying calf kick. Savannah gets back up, but Salem knocks her back down with a dropkick. As Savannah gets up and stumbles back, Salem runs and sends them both over the top rope and to the floor with a Cactus Clothesline. The crowd cheers as both grapplers tumble to the floor.

Kris Cruise: Salem Cartier put a little something extra behind that clothesline!

Stephy Auger: Boy, did she ever!

Salem rolls back into the ring and waits for Savannah to move. As Savannah slowly gets up on the outside, Salem takes off into the far ropes. When she returns, The Witch takes flight, knocking Savannah down with a Tope con Hilo.

Kris Cruise: This crowd is on their feet as Salem has flattened Savannah!

Salem picks up Savannah and rolls her back into the ring. She then rolls herself back in and makes the cover.

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Savannah kicks out.

Salem picks up Savannah, brings her down with a rolling snapmare and then runs into the ropes. When she returns, she blasts Savannah with a spinning discus knee to the face. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover.

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Savannah gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Salem nailed her with a spinning knee right to the moneymaker. But Taylor got her shoulder up.

Salem picks up Savannah and nails her with a forward palm strike… and another… and another. After stepping back, Salem throws out another palm strike. But Savannah ducks. When Salem turns around, Savannah knocks her down with a spinning backfist.

Stephy Auger: Pow, right in the kisser!

Kris Cruise: Salem just got clocked with the Desert Rose!

While Salem’s down, Annie warns Savannah about using the closed fist.

Kris Cruise: Annie’s trying to enforce some law and order in this contest. Good for her.

Stephy Auger: I didn’t see anything wrong.

Kris Cruise: She hit Salem with a spinning backfist, which is a closed fist strike. Those are illegal.

Stephy Auger: Oh, so now Annie Zellor is going to preach about following the law. Maybe she should’ve followed her own advice about ten months or so ago.

Kris Cruise: Hey now!

Savannah drops down and makes the cover.

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Salem gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: She only gets two.

Stephy Auger: Well maybe if the felon actually counted to three instead of stalling for time, this match would be over with.

Kris Cruise: Annie is not a felon!

Savannah picks up Salem and goes for an irish whip. But Salem reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Savannah returns, Salem throws her down with a back body drop. Savannah sits up and arches her back in pain. Salem then goes over, turns Savannah over onto her knees and nails her with a series of shoot kicks to the chest. The thud from each kick reverberates throughout the arena. She then steps back, sizes Savannah up and throws out a Buzzsaw Kick. But Savannah ducks, pops up to her feet, lifts up Salem from behind and delivers an atomic drop. While Salem’s still feeling the effects of the move, Savannah takes off into the ropes. When Savannah returns, she knocks Salem down with a running hip strike. She then steps over towards Salem’s side, turns away from her and hits a standing moonsault. She hooks the leg.

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Salem gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Nice athleticism on display by Taylor.

Stephy Auger: It still should’ve been three.

Kris Cruise: That seemed like a reasonable count to me.

Savannah brings Salem back to her feet and nails her with a knife edge chop. She then takes Salem and whips her into the ropes. When Salem returns, Savannah knocks her down with a Lou Thesz Press. After mounting herself on top of Salem, the crowd boos as Savannah hamers down with elbow smashes to the face. She then turns into a lateral press.

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Salem gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Savannah’s really taking it to Salem.

Stephy Auger: She is. She’s not just a pretty face, Cruise. She can strike. She can fly. She can pretty much do it all.

Savannah picks up Salem, cups her hands behind her neck and delivers alternating knee strikes to the midsection. While Salem’s doubled over, Savannah steps back and rocks her with a high knee lift. While Salem’s dazed, Savannah throws out a roundhouse kick. But Salem ducks. She then grabs Savannah from behind and goes for a belly to back suplex. But Savannah rolls over her shoulder. After Savannah lands on her feet, she throws out the Desert Rose as soon as Salem turns around. Salem ducks the blow. But as soon as she stands back up, she gets rocked by a roundhouse kick, dropping her to a knee. Savannah then reaches down, grabs Salem and plants her with a DDT. The crowd boos as she makes the cover.

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Salem gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Another close call for The Witch. Salem’s got to get herself back in this one. That chance at a Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship Match is fading away.

Savannah picks up Salem and whips her into the corner. She runs across the ring, but Salem nails her with a back elbow. As Savannah stumbles back, Salem goes for a springboard back elbow. But Savannah connects with a dropkick to the back in mid air, knocking her down. She then stomps Salem out of the ring before taking off into the far ropes. When Savannah returns, she knocks Salem down with a baseball slide.

Savannah steps out onto the apron and can be seen waving up The Witch. As Salem slowly returns to her feet, Savannah knocks her down with an Asai Moonsault.

Kris Cruise: And down she goes! The high risk pays off for Savannah Taylor!

Stephy Auger: And does Salem look to be out of it!

Savannah picks up Salem and rolls her back into the ring. After rolling herself back in, she makes the cover.

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Salem gets her shoulder up.

Savannah presses her shoulder back down on the canvas as she makes a lateral press.

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Salem gets her other shoulder up.

Savannah lunges down, cracking Salem in the back with a forearm smash before hooking the leg.

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Salem gets her shoulder up.

Savannah looks over at Annie. Annie quickly holds up two fingers at her.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, I thought it was three, too.

As Savannah slowly picks up Salem, Salem nails her with right hands to the midsection. But Savannah knocks her down with an elbow across the back of the neck. She then reaches down and slowly picks up Salem. But again, Salem nails her with right hands to the midsection. Savannah then cuts her comeback off with a knee to the midsection. She quickly follows up with a corkscrew neckbreaker.

Kris Cruise: Savannah with The Gamble!

Stephy Auger: That’ll do it, Cruise...

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Salem gets her shoulder up.

Savannah runs her hand through her hair as she looks out at the crowd.

Kris Cruise: It looks like Taylor’s starting to get annoyed, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: I’d be annoyed, too. Annie can’t seem to count to three.

Savannah picks up Salem and whips her into the ropes. When Salem comes back, she delivers a wheelbarrow bulldog to cheers from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Great counter by Salem!

Savannah’s face down on the canvas. But Salem can’t quite make the cover as she leans over and falls to her side.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, it was a great counter. But she doesn’t have enough energy left to make the cover!

Salem pushes herself up on all fours. She then goes over, pulls Savannah over and makes the cover.

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Savannah gets her shoulder up.

As Salem picks up Savannah, Savannah grabs Salem, runs and rams her back first into the corner. She then unleashes a series of hard shoulder thrusts that nearly knock the air out of Salem. Once Savannah stands back up, she rocks Salem with a right hand. After shaking off the blow, Salem blasts her with a right hand of her own. Savannah answers back with another right hand. Salem then comes back with another right hand. Savannah goes for another right hand. But Salem blocks and counters with a right hand of her own. Savannah throws out another right hand. But again, Salem blocks and counters with a right hand of her own. The crowd continues to cheers as Salem nails Savannah with another right hand… and another… and another. Each blow knocks Savannah towards the center of the ring. Salem then goes for a forward palm strike. But Savannah cuts her off with a knee strike to the midsection. She then wrenches Salem’s arm and follows up with a front russian legsweep.

Stephy Auger: Blond Ambition!

While Salem’s face down on the canvas, Savannah steps out through the ropes and scales the turnbuckles. When she reaches the top, she leaps off and goes for a Frog Splash. But Salem rolls out of the way.

Stephy Auger: OH NO!

Kris Cruise: Nobody’s home! She got nothing but the mat!

The crowd explodes into cheer as Savannah crashes and burns on the canvas. As Savannah slowly gets up on her knees, Salem rolls over, returns to her feet and nails Savannah with repeatedly kicks to the chest. She then sizes Savannah up before nearly knocking her head off with a Buzzsaw Kick. The impact from the blow resembles a gun going off. After Savannah falls to the mat, Salem She pulls her over and makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

The crowd boos as Savannah gets her shoulder up.

Salem picks up Savannah and whips her into the ropes. When Savannah returns, Salem doubles her over with a punch to the midsection. She then takes off into the ropes. When Salem returns, she brings Savannah down with a somersault cutter. The crowd cheers as she turns Savannah over and makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

The crowd boos as Savannah gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Another close call for Taylor!

Salem picks up Savannah and whips her into the ropes. When Savannah comes back, Salem throws out a clothesline. But Savannah ducks and runs into the far ropes. When she comes back, Salem goes for a back elbow. But again, Savannah ducks and runs into the ropes. When she comes back, Salem knocks her down with a lariat takedown. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

The crowd boos as Savannah gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: It looked like Savannah got the wind knocked out of her. But she was still able to get her shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: That’s the heart of a champ right there, Cruise.

Salem picks up Savannah and whips her into the ropes. When Savannah returns, Salem bends over to set up a back body drop. But Savannah leaps up, turns and counters with a curbstomp.

Stephy Auger: There it is!

Kris Cruise: Salem was just driven face-first into the canvas. My goodness!

The crowd continues to boo as Savannah picks up Salem and whips her into the corner. She then runs across the ring, leaps into the air and connects with a hesitation dropkick, sending Salem crumbling from out of the corner. After dragging Salem away from the ropes, Savannah brings her back to her feet, lifts her up and then plants her with a brainbuster. The crowd boos as she turns over and makes the cover.

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THR-NO!

The crowd explodes into cheers as Salem gets her shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: How was that not three!?

Savannah places Salem in a headlock and goes for a bulldog. But Salem shoves Savannah off of her and into the ropes. When Savannah comes back, Salem kicks her in the midsection and follows up with a double underhook suplex. Salem turns and makes the cover.

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Savannah gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: What a back and forth match this one has been. Two of FGA’s newest talents are showing that the hype behind them is real.

Salem picks up Savannah, whips her into the corner and goes for a cartwheel into a leaping hip attack. But Savannah moves out of the way, causing Salem to crash into the corner. Savannah then runs over and connects with a yakuza kick to the side of the head. She then takes Salem and whips her into the opposite corner. Savannah then runs across the ring and connects with a yakuza kick, sending Salem slumping down in the corner.

Kris Cruise: Salem just got rocked with those kicks and she looks like she’s on Dream Street.

Stephy Auger: Goodnight, Salem!

Annie can be seen disagreeing with a few hecklers in the front row that are still giving her shit for the Yankees jersey. Meanwhile in the corner, Savannah reaches down, pulls up Salem, lifts her up onto her shoulders and then places her on the middle ropes. While a dazed Salem is leaning forward, Savannah steps through the ropes, scales the turnbuckles, grabs Salem and flips off, delivering an avalanche shiranui.

Stephy Auger: Welcome to Sin City!

Savannah makes the cover, but Annie is distracted. Savannah slaps her hand on the mat three times, but there’s still no Annie.

Kris Cruise: Annie doesn’t see the pin!

Stephy Auger: Of course she doesn’t!

Savannah goes over to Annie and spins her around. She wants to know what happened. Annie tries to explain, but Savannah isn’t satisfied with Annie’s excuse. Annie apologizes, but Savannah not in the mood for apologies and simply wants Annie to count to three.

Kris Cruise: Savannah is not happy, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: I’d be furious, too.

When Savannah turns around, Salem leaps up from out of nowhere…

Kris Cruise: NEW HAMPSHIRE HANDSHAKE!

Down goes Savannah to an explosion of cheers. Salem drops down and makes the cover.

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THREE!

“Phenomena” plays to cheers from the crowd.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, SALEM CARTIER!

Annie raises Salem’s arm as the crowd continues to cheer.

Kris Cruise: Salem Cartier gets back to her winning ways with a big win over Savannah Taylor! What a match!

Stephy Auger: What a match!? What a travesty! Savannah had this match won! But Annie Zellor, who shouldn't be a refereeing this match anyway, didn’t make the count. It’s bad enough she got screwed out of her last match. But to have it happen again thanks to Annie Zellor? Unacceptable.

Kris Cruise: It was a mistake, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, it was a mistake alright. It was a mistake letting Annie ref this match.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

Johnny Karma vs. Aries Reed

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.

J.A. Aldridge: The following is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied by Cherry Baum! From QUEENS, NEW YORK!

J.A. Aldridge: Weighing in at 233 pounds! He is JOHNNY KARMA!

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

Kris Cruise: This is the first time we’ve seen Karma physically at an FGA show in about a month. He didn’t show up two weeks ago out of fear over what he’d do to Johnny Cannon.

Stephy Auger: Well they’re both in the same building tonight. I don’t think this tonight is going to end well for either man.

'The following thoughts and ideas are not those expressed by FGA, its Sponsors, or its Affiliates.

Viewer Discretion is advised."

Suddenly, the lights in the arena dim, and all we hear is one voice.

As the sun falls, darkness shall come...

The opening rant Tech N9NE gives to begin "Blackened the Sun" by him begins, the crowd jeering as Aries Reed emerges from the entrance way! In a long black jacket and sunglasses, he smirks as he slowly takes the walk down the small ramp to glance over the crowd before chuckling.

J.A. Aldridge: And now coming to the ring...hailing from Atlanta, Georgia...he is the Silver Tongued Devil...ARIES REED!

Without hesitation, he makes his way to the ring, all before hopping onto the apron and wiping his boots off before stepping into the ring. He quickly reaches a corner and climbs the turnbuckle to get a reaction, only getting jeers before he hops down and sneers as he starts getting himself ready for the match mentally.

Kris Cruise: We saw Aries Reed earlier tonight giving a rose to Nero. I was just as shocked as everyone else was. I still am, actually.

Stephy Auger: We’ve seen Reed be appalled after receiving these “unique” gifts from Nero for weeks on end. But tonight, Reed s the one giving gifts? Now he’s warming up to Nero? What’s with the total 180? There’s got to be more to this… right? Right!?

The bell rings and the two men slowly circle the ring, staring each other down. They then begin to lockup, both trying to get the upper hand over one another, before Karma puts Aries into a headlock. Aries then begins to push Johnny towards the ropes, using his strength to do so as Johnny keeps the headlock locked in. Reed grabs a hold of the ropes, forcing Karma to release him as the ref makes a count to 4. The Silver Tongued Devil then catches the Karmic Lion with a quick chop to the chest before he irish whips him into the opposite ropes. When Karma bounces back, he catches Reed with a high knee that floors the new talent! Karma then goes for the cover as the audience cheers for him!

Kris Cruise:

Aries almost thought he had Karma there, but Karma caught him with that high knee on the rebound and could have him right here!

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Aries kicks out!

Stephy Auger: A nice two count there, but I think Johnny even knows it’s gonna take a bit more than that to keep Aries down.

Karma gets to his feet and grabs Reed by the head before he slowly gets him up to both feet. Johnny then irish whips him into the nearest corner before he charges in and catches him with the NYC Uppercut (running european uppercut)! Karma then throws Reed into the mat before he climbs onto the middle turnbuckle and looks out at the audience that is cheering him before he jumps down and hits a fist drop! Karma then goes for the cover again as the audience is firmly behind him!

Kris Cruise: A second rope fist drop there by Karma! Does he have the win here!

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Aries kicks out again!

Stephy Auger: No, still not enough! But, Johnny is doing a very good job of wearing Aries down.

Johnny gets to his feet again and proceeds to hit his patent Garvin Stomp, which he calls the Karmic Stomp! Reed tries his best to defend against the stomps to the entire body, but Karma seems to be catching him with most of the stomps! J-K then grabs the Atlanta born wrestler and gets him up to both feet again before he whips him into the ropes close by...only for Reed to reverse it and send him into the ropes instead! Karma then bounces back and is met with a front dropkick from Reed that floors him! Reed then crawls over and makes the cover as the audience boos!

Kris Cruise: And just like that, Aries takes control!

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Johnny kicks out!

Stephy Auger: While that was a very nice dropkick, Aries knows that he’s gotta do more than that to take down Johnny and keep him down. This is bound to be one long match!

Reed gets to a knee and looks over at the ref before he motions for him to count a little faster next time. Aries then grabs Johnny before he slowly gets him up, then pushes him back into the nearest corner. The Silver Tongued Devil then proceeds to catch the Karmic Lion right in the chest with a knife edge chop, forcing the former Pride champion to howl out in pain! Reed proceeds to catch Karma with a couple more chops, looking out and taunting the audience every single time he swings forward and catches Karma right in the chest with a chop!

Aries then pulls Johnny out of the corner and hits a snap suplex! But instead of going for the cover, Reed gets to his feet and moves back into a corner before he motions for Karma to get to his feet. J-K slowly rolls onto all fours and then slowly gets up to both feet before the Georgian moves forward, grabs Karma’s head, and drops him with a swinging neckbreaker! Reed then goes for the cover as the audience boos him!

Kris Cruise: What a swinging neckbreaker by Aries Reed!

Stephy Auger: That might actually keep Johnny down for the three count!

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Johnny kicks out!

Reed once again looks over at the ref and lets him know that he ain’t counting to his liking with a few words. Aries then gets to his feet and grabs Johnny by the head before he goes to whip him towards the ropes, only for Karma to reverse it and send Reed into the ropes instead! When Aries bounces back, Johnny lifts him up and plants him with a spinebuster to a big pop from the audience! He then went for the cover!

Kris Cruise: What a spinebuster by Johnny Karma!

Stephy Auger: That was a very good move by Karma to get momentum on his side! But does he have the win here?!

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Aries kicks out!

Karma looks over at the ref to make sure the count was only two, which he motions that it was. Johnny then lets out a sigh before he grabs Aries by the head before the two slowly get to their feet. The Karmic One then throws The Silver Tongued Devil into the nearest corner before he charges in and catches him with a corner splash! Karma then throws Reed into the mat before he quickly exits out onto the apron. Karma slowly climbs the nearby turnbuckles before he gets to the top, where he stands on the top turnbuckle and looks out at the audience, which cheers him on! The former Pride champion then leaps off of the top and lands his patent elbow drop, From The Stars Above! Karma then quickly goes for the cover again as the audience counts along with the ref!

Kris Cruise: What a flying elbow drop by Karma! He goes for the cover again!

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Th-Aries kicks out again!

Stephy Auger: No! Aries is still alive in this match! I don’t think Karma can believe it!

Karma gets to his knees and is seen shaking his head as the match continues on, much to the disappointment of the audience. Johnny then gets to his feet and slowly grabs Aries by the hair, getting a warning from the ref. But Reed quickly grabs Karma and catches him with a jawbreaker that drops him! The Georgia native then goes for the cover again, looking to pick up the victory!

Kris Cruise: Karma got caught off guard with that jawbreaker right there!

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Johnny kicks out again!

Stephy Auger: That was a very close call there! Reed needs to keep on going right now and keep Karma down.

Aries slaps the mat in frustration before he slowly gets to his feet. The Silver Tongued Devil then gets Johnny up to both feet as well before he hooks his head and runs the turnbuckles...then plants Karma right on his head with a tornado DDT! The audience boos as they watch Reed go for the cover again, a smile on his face as he believes the match is over right here!

Kris Cruise: Karma’s head hit that mat hard! Reed may have just knocked him out!

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Johnny kicks out again!

Stephy Auger: No! Reed almost got the victory right there but Johnny threw his shoulder up at the last second!

The audience roars in approval as Aries seems to be really frustrated at the fact that Karma is kicking out. Aries gets up to both feet before he begins stomping away at Johnny to even more boos from the audience. Reed then quickly mounts himself on top of Karma and catches him with lefts and rights before he is finally pulled off by the ref! Once the ref has Reed away from Karma, Aries turns to the audience and tells them to shut up, causing them to boo even more. He then walks back over to Johnny and slowly gets him up to both feet before throwing him with an exploder suplex! The audience has gone dead quiet now as Reed is in full control and going for the cover again!

Kris Cruise: Aries hits The First Amendment! That’s gotta be it right there!

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Th-Karma kicks out again!!

Kris Cruise: Another kickout by Karma! Reed has got to be frustrated that he can’t put Karma away!

Reed seems ready to snap as he gets to his feet and stares down at Karma. The Silver Tongued Devil then grabs The Karmic Lion by his hair before slowly getting him up to both feet, then goes for the snap suplex, only for Karma to slip behind him! Johnny then catches Aries with a dropkick to the back of the head that sends him stumbling forward! Aries holds the back of his head in pain before he quickly turns around and charges right at Johnny, who catches him and plants him with a snap scoop powerslam before he quickly hooks both legs as he goes for a pin!

Kris Cruise: And another momentum shift as Karma just caught Reed right there with a snap scoop powerslam! He’s going for the win here!

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Reed kicks out!

Stephy Auger: Not enough to keep Aries Reed down!

Karma does not bother to complain to the ref as he quickly gets to his feet and grabs Reed by the hair as well. Johnny then throws the Georgian into the nearest corner before he stumbles forward and gets met with a back elbow that floors him! Karma then motions for Reed to get up, which he slowly does, then slowly turns towards Karma, who catches him with Check Your Chicklets! Reed hits the mat with a thud as the audience cheers before Karma goes for the cover, the audience counting along with the ref!

Kris Cruise: Johnny Karma with the superkick! Reed might be done for right here!

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THR-REED KICKS OUT!

Stephy Auger: Reed kicks out again! Reed kicks out again!

Karma can’t believe that Reed kicked out, but he gets to his feet again and listens to the audience cheering for him before he backs up into a corner and motions for Check Your Chicklets again! Aries slowly gets to his feet and Johnny moves in, only to get caught with a flying calf kick that floors the New York native! The audience boos as Aries then goes for the cover, looking to pick up the victory!

Kris Cruise: What a flying calf kick by Reed! That might just be enough!

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Karma kicks out!

Stephy Auger: Johnny Karma is one tough wrestler and he is proving it tonight!

Aries quickly grabs Johnny’s legs after the kickout and quickly turns him over before he locks in a Texas Cloverleaf submission! Karma yells out in pain as Reed tries to end the match via submission! However, Johnny musters up everything he has and crawls towards the ropes before he grabs hold of the bottom rope!

Kris Cruise: That Texas Cloverleaf almost made Karma tap out, but he managed to get to the ropes to break it up!

Reed releases Karma after a four count and steps away from the former Pride champion. Johnny slowly gets to his feet using the ropes as the ref checks on him before he turns around and is grabbed by Aries, who lifts him and plants him with a t-bone suplex! Reed then goes for the cover again!

Stephy Auger: Full Censorship by Aries Reed! That’s it right there!

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TWO!
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TH-KICKOUT!

An irritated Reed gets to his feet and barks at the ref again before he pulls Karma up and goes for a snap suplex, only for Karma to slip behind him! Karma then grabs Reed’s wrist and turns him around before catching him with a bionic elbow! The audience cheers as Johnny goes for the cover again!

Kris Cruise: Hard Times connects!

Stephy Auger: That’s it!

One!
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Two!
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Three!

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, JOHNNY KARMA!

Karma gets to his feet to a huge roar of approval before he has his hand raised in victory!

Kris Cruise: What a match!

Stephy Auger: Aries nearly had Johnny a few times, but Karma pulled it off in the end!

Just as Karma is about to step through the ropes to leave the ring he’s interrupted by the Brick + Mortar version of Voodoo Chile, and the instant it starts to play over the arena Karma stops dead in his tracks and turns his head towards the ramp to see Johnny Cannon and Quinn Goodrich walk out at the top of the ramp, and the sight of the two causes Karma’s eyes to narrow before he steps back into the ring to face the pair with a look that is downright illegal

Kris Cruise: And here comes trouble, Stephy. Johnny Cannon and Quinn Goodrich are making their presence felt here, and you’ve got to think it’s to get under Karma’s skin.

Stephy Auger: You’re right. The British Mamba is scheduled to team with Jimmy Page to take on Cyncity and FGA World Champion Zero McHannon in the Main Event, but it definitely looks like he’s coming out to stir the pot.

As Karma faces the duo of Cannon and Goodrich as they walk down the ramp, Cherry stands next to Karma in the ring with a mic in her hand, ready to hand it to Karma for when words begin to fly

Johnny Cannon: You know, I had my mind made up not to come out here, and to just ignore certain people, and certain situations, but Goodrich pointed out to me that everything can’t be swept under the rug - especially when that problem is as obnoxious and repulsive as you are.

Cannon says, pointing right at Karma as he stands at the top of the ramp, Quinn observing from just behind him.

Johnny Cannon: I’m of the school of thought where one should only make appearances and express their thoughts when necessary, and when the people deserve to hear them - and seeing as we’re in Queens, one of the most filthiest, and grimiest places on Earth, the fact that I’ve stepped out into the limelight earlier than expected is a momentous occasion in itself. So you wankers should feel honored - in fact, you should have rolled out the red carpet for me the second I stepped foot off the plane just to keep my oxfords clean. I don’t know how any of you can stand it here. This town smells like poverty and desperation, the rats smoke cigarettes and sell narcotics on the corners, and just like every other city in New York you’re all running around like headless chickens to be doing absolutely nothing .

The crowd quickly begins to boo in response to Cannon’s cheap barbs. The British Mamba merely shrugs the heat off with a wry smile, whilst Goodrich laughs hysterically in the background.

Johnny Cannon: Hey, you people need to show me some respect. Conduct yourselves with some form of common decency and sophistication. I mean, it’s not like I come to your jobs at whatever hole in the walls you slave over for pocket change and boo and heckle you - but taking into account how majority of you are likely unemployed, the real question is how did you get into the building? You know, you people are exactly what’s wrong with this country and why America will never be great. You don’t even work for the things you want in life. You simply sit on your hands and collect welfare and social security checks, then you run and spend that hard earned money on clothes you can’t afford just to post your outfits on social media, and then you turn around and sneak into wrestling events. And you know it's true, because if I was lying you would have already got up by now to go buy concessions, but you can’t buy things with money you don’t have, which is why you’re forced to sit there and listen. Well listen up - I think the local authorities should come out here, round all you criminals up and prosecute you to the fullest extent of the law - you and him.

Cannon turns his attention to Karma now who sneers down at him from the ring, Cherry still at his side with a mic for when he needs it.

Johnny Cannon: My mother used to say that a thief will lie, and a liar will steal, and Karma, you fit the bill. You’ve been lying to these people, and to yourself, and you’ve been stealing our time and our money every time you come out to this ring and perform your version of what you think is wrestling, which in the eyes of viewers, is like watching the Special Olympics. But don’t feel slighted, mentally handicapped people are thriving in the twenty first century. One of them just became FGA World Champion, so there’s definitely hope for you that you’ll find superstardom - just not at my expense. You see, the reason I’m out here Karma, is because of what you said a fortnight ago, and what’s being said about me behind my back by all you people in the locker room who don’t have the stones to say it to my face. You and all the overnight women’s rights activists have been smearing my good name with dirt, dragging it through the mud as you paint me like the devil for what happened to little Ms. Cherry last month. I’m being persecuted for something, that I’m not even to blame for.

Cannon takes a foot off the stage, stepping down onto the ramp as he gathers his thoughts. The crowd is somewhat silent as they listen on intently, along with Karma whose patience seems to be running thinner and thinner with each passing second.

Johnny Cannon: I’ve already said that what happened was an accident, yet I’m being made out to be some sort of monster, when in fact, the two of you are at fault. I could say you were at the wrong place at the wrong time like I have, Cherry, but that’s a cop out. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you chose to stand by a loser like him. And that goes for all you ladies out there who choose to be with deadbeat men with no skills or trades. When you do that, life hits you in the face. But I understand if you want to feel like a victim Cherry, because you should, and you are. You’re a victim of Johnny Karma’s jealousy. Ever since I knocked him out in the summer he’s had a vendetta against me. He’s the one who came looking for me - not the other way around. He was asking for trouble, and when it looked him right in the eyes he melted. He allowed you to get in between us when things got heated because he’s not a real man. A real man would never use his girlfriend as a human shield. A real man would never blame someone else for their own mistakes. Only a coward[/i] would stoop that low. And that’s what you are, Karma. A bloody coward!

As Cannon continues to speak, Karma slowly walks towards the ropes nearest the entrance ramp, resting one arm on the top rope while maintaining eye contact with Cannon while, behind him, Cherry cautiously walks forward - but rather than standing next to Karma she stays a couple of steps away, as she can sense something is on the verge of going down

Johnny Cannon: You’ve got no spine. You’ve got no heart. You’re both the cowardly lion and the tinman. In fact, Cherry’s got more balls than you do. And you know it. And she knows it too. Well love, I want you to know all you’ve gotta do is say the word and it can be arranged. I know you want to feel like a woman again. You deserve to feel like a woman again. And though I’m spoken for at the moment, Goodrich would be happy to lend you his services. You’re his type after all. You've got a nice shape, you don’t talk too much, and you can take a beating like a champ.

The crowd boos as Team Cannon chuckle and laugh to themselves. The look on Cherry’s face suggests she took offense to the Brit’s jabs. Now that Cannon has finished talking for a moment and invited Karma a chance for a rebuttal, Cherry steps a little closer and offers the mic in Karma’s direction...but Karma doesn’t accept the microphone, instead he just steps through the ropes and drops to the arena floor, marching straight towards Cannon and Goodrich

Kris Cruise: And it looks like Johnny Karma has heard enough, Stephy. He’s coming Cannon’s way!

Stephy Auger: I’ve got a feeling he doesn’t want to talk either.

Seeing that Karma is marching straight towards him, Cannon shoves the microphone into Goodrich’s unsuspecting hands and marches towards Karma, jawing at him the entire time before he goes to pieface Karma - but Karma slaps Cannon’s hand away and throws a punch in Cannon’s direction, but Cannon feints out of the way and shoves Karma in the chest to let him know he’s the better fighter...until Karma responds by charging forwards and tackles Cannon to the arena floor and starts throwing punches at him! The crowd pops tremendously as Karma’s fists come raining down every which way, as Cannon resorts to his mixed martial arts background and quickly throws a guard up to protect himself. Still, a relentless Johnny Karma keeps the barrage coming, and once he breaks through Cannon’s defenses and scores with a few solid right hands, The British Mamba has no choice but to shove Johnny off of him.

As Karma scrambles to his feet, Johnny leans up onto his knee, desperately trying to shake the cobwebs. Not letting up, Karma charges right at him - only to be tackled down to the floor as Cannon goes on the offensive, mounting Karma and implementing a ground and pound strategy as he throws stiff fists and forearms with reckless abandon.

Kris Cruise: These two are trying to kill each other! All hell's breaking loose out here!

Stephy Auger: And here comes security to break this mess up before they can do just that.

As announced, a medium sized unit of arena security comes rushing out from behind the curtains, and within seconds they descend upon both Johnny’s, pulling Cannon off Karma as they work two pull each man apart from the other. Back on his feet now, Karma powers through the sea of security, working his way back up the ramp to where Cannon has been subdued, and is able to get in a few more blind shots before he’s pulled back and tossed into the ring. On the outside looking in, Johnny runs off at the mouth, whilst he struggles to escape from his captors. On willpower alone the Brit forces his way toward the ring - only to be taken down as Karma comes bouncing off the ropes and connects with a baseball slide, taking out Cannon and anyone in striking distance. Cannon deliriously climbs to a stand, stumbling up the ramp as Karma charges at him. Fists come flying from all directions, Karma fighting with nothing held back as Cannon covers up. In desperation, the British Mamba shoves Karma back, and succeeds in putting some distance between the two. Once Karma pursues him, the Brit is able to turn the table with a wicked forearm to the cheekbone that staggers him. From there Cannon’s able to turn him toward the curtains, and fires off a few more shots that send Karma stumbling back. However, before he can follow up security is back on the scene to put a wedge between he and his assailant. Cannon finds himself subdued on the ramp, while Johnny Karma is being pushed backstage.

Kris Cruise: And finally, ordered is being restored. The scuffle was getting out of hand, Stephy. Those two were tearing into one another.

Stephy Auger: You had to expect it. They don’t like each other. It’s been boiling over for quite some time now. Cannon lit the fuse tonight, and Karma just blew.

But just when it seemed like things were calming down, Cannon breaks free from security, and charges backstage. Cameras follow the self proclaimed “Baddest Man On The Planet” as he tracks down Johnny Karma. Once he locates his target, Cannon leaps onto both Karma and security, coming down on them - unable to take the group off their feet, but succeeding in getting a hold of his rival. The fist fight reignites from there, as Cannon lets loose with a blind barrage, Karma merely doing the same. Finally, Cannon breaks through, and is able to tackle Karma down onto the floor, but is quickly prevented from following up as security once again intervenes to rip him from Karma’s clutches. And now referees flood the scene, adding an additional wall of deterrents as both men are shoved into separate sections. Unable to get to one another, the two of them settle for curses and threats as Karma is escorted into one hallway, and Cannon down another.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

The show cuts backstage where we find Ricky Valero wandering the halls in a black t-shirt and dark denim jeans. He walks with a confident posture and his eyes set forward, except to admire an intern who sprints by in a low-cut blouse and tight-fitted pencil skirt. Ricky is an unusually upbeat on a rare night off. At least until he hears name being called out from across the hall.

Spencer Burke: Mr. Valero, Mr. Valero...please just one moment of your time!

The self-proclaimed “Franchise” freezes and turns on his heels, looking back at Spencer Burke with a sarcastic smirk.

Ricky Valero: Anything you need, Spence.

Spencer Burke flashes a smile as he half-heartedly jogs to Ricky’s side with a microphone in hand.

Spencer Burke: Thank you very much, Ricky.

Ricky shrugs his shoulders.

Ricky Valero: The pleasure is all mine, Spence. What can I do for you?

Spencer Burke: I know Luke is still back in the locker room after his match earlier tonight, but I was hoping I could get a few words with you about the upcoming semi-final matchup in the Joker’s Wild Tag Team Tournament?

Ricky Valero: What’s there to say that won’t be said inside that ring later tonight? Four talented competitors, two teams are stepping toe to toe with an opportunity to go to battle with myself and Luke Jackson for number one contendership to the FGA World Tag Team Championships. I’m interested as to be expected. I’m curious to see who comes out on top and what that team brings to the table when we clash in a few short weeks, because no matter which team does win I can guarantee this: they’re going to have their hands full going up against me and Luke!

Spencer nods as he takes everything Ricky says.

Spencer Burke: Speaking of the competitors in tonight’s matchup, what are your thoughts on the rather outlandish pairing of Danny Diamond and Nero Darling?

Ricky chuckles.

Ricky Valero: I’m not sure outlandish is the appropriate word. At least not when talking about Nero Darling anyway. But certainly, they’re a pair that you wouldn’t expect to necessarily be on the same page...much less in the same universe. Nonetheless, both are fighters at heart, and I’m sure they want a shot at some gold as much as anybody on the FGA roster. For that reason alone, you cannot discount these competitors. More importantly, they actually complement each other rather well inside the ring.

Spencer Burke: Oh?

Ricky gives the interviewer an irritated look out of the corner of his eye.

Ricky Valero: Yea...oh.

He shakes his head.

Ricky Valero: While Nero Darling is a newbie to the squared circle, Danny brings the ring awareness necessary to be successful. They are an intriguing blend of high flying and technically talented athletes could have certainly run this tournament…

Spencer Burke: But?

Ricky chuckles once more.

Ricky Valero: But there are two men by the name of Ricky Valero and Luke Jackson who are locks to stand triumphant amongst the wreckage when this tournament has come to a close.

Spencer Burke: Of course...And what of the team of Mistress Ai and Mr. Rottentreats?

Ricky smirks now, pausing for a moment to comb through fond thoughts of his friend Ai.

Ricky Valero: They definitely have experience in their favor. Ai is a global star whose prowess within the confines of those ropes is nothing to scoff at. It’s no secret, I’m a fond admirer of hers and I know fully what she is capable of inside the ring. I don’t take her lightly and caution anyone who steps in her path to be all the wiser as well. Never let her small stature fool you...She will f*ck your day up.

He shrugs.

Ricky Valero: Excuse the language.

Spencer Burke: And Mr. Rottentreats?

Ricky Valero: Mr. Rottentreats is on something of a farewell tour, right?

Spencer nods his head.

Ricky Valero: Then let’s make one thing for certain: if he and Ai survive tonight and we cross paths inside that ring, you can bet myself and Luke will be shipping him home a bit early when we meet in the finals with what I believe is the most proper sendoff. That’s not exactly a nice thing to say, I get that. But in this tournament, it’s every team for themselves, and frankly, I’m not concerned with being nice anymore. I’m not concerned with playing nice with everyone. Not even Ai. Once we step into that ring, it’s game time and I NEVER play at anything less than 110%. Can’t keep pace? Step off the track or prepare to get trampled. Luke and myself, we came here with the same purpose, and I will continue stress this: We want to be the best. Nothing defines greatness more than gold around one’s waist. This is our shot to shock the competition and leave no doubt that we are serious contenders to accomplish all we set out to do here in FGA. And unfortunately for Danny Diamond and Nero Darling or Ai and Rottentreats, that means bulldozing right through them en route to a FGA World Tag Team Championship shot at Dexter Jacobs and a partner of his choosing.

The camera zooms in, focusing more closely on Ricky now.

Ricky Valero: So if you want to know what I think about the match tonight, Spence, it’s quite simple. It’s film day. A chance for me and Luke sit back in our locker room, take everything in and prepare for the big game. Because this match is going to tell us everything we need to know about what to expect when we meet the victors in the final. Every tendency. Every flaw. We are focused. Locked in. We are determined to prove the detractors wrong and silence the people who said we couldn’t coexist. We are determined to build our foundation here at FGA and kickstart our ascent to the top. We’re not naive. We know sooner or later, one of us will have to knock off the other. But for now...for right now, we are one team united and set to aid each other up the ladder. Being successful in this industry, it’s all about how you play the cards you’re given, right?

IT’S GAME TIME BABY!

Ricky Valero: ...And I like our odds. Now if you don’t mind, Spence. I have a match to watch.

He pats Spencer on the back before stepping off camera. And with that, we fade.

[FGA Office]

Mr. Rottentreats: “OoOOoOo HaHAHhahahahoHEHAH!”

The laughter of The Whole F’N Sideshow cuts through a darkened corridor of the Carnesecca Arena. It continues, leading the camera to a cotton candy streamer laced room. Sitting snugly in the corner of the this festively decorated room is Mr. Rottentreats; his garb matching the streamers. The excited clown taps the toes of his clown shoe like wrestling boots together. The camera zooms in on the outline on the sole of his right boot; showing a similar design to that of his face paint. Protruding between his feet is a bright blue inflating twisting balloon.

Mr. Rottentreats: “I just can’t wait to hear that.”

POP!

The balloon reaches its limits and bursts; sending multi-colored confetti flurrying about the room. The now confetti covered clown rocks steadily back and forth; continuing his fit of laughter. Suddenly his glance darts toward the camera.

Mr. Rottentreats: “They’re going to love me! I mean, us! The Interstellar Princess and The Whole F’N Sideshow! And while this Joker and his Mistress stomp over the competition in our clown force ones. The other jokers will simply be running mild!”

The overly confident clown crosses his legs, then rolls forward; popping up to a standing position. Treats continues as he dusts off the confetti.

Mr. Rottentreats: “The year of the cosplaying clown is over nerds and nerdettes! The only legit clown in professional wrestling officially returns tonight. Right here in New York at Carnesecca Arena!”

Wiggling the fingers of his white glove covered right hand he performs a come hither motion.

Mr. Rottentreats: “Nero, dawling! Tonight we find out if you and Daniel are truly diamonds, or mere lumps of coal. We’ll be seeing you out there. In case you forget. Ai and I shall be the ones back-lit by the arena lights as you look up from the canvas...”

His shoulders rise with a slow inhale.

Mr. Rottentreats: "...to see our hands raised in victory."

Mr. Rottentreats raises his right arm and opens his hand; allowing confetti to flutter out of the palm of his hand. He begins laughing once more. The scene fades.

[FGA Office]

Joker’s Wild Tag Team Tournament (Semifinals)
Mistress Ai and Mr. Rottentreats vs. Danny Diamond and Nero Darling

Kris Cruise: And now it’s time for our second semi-final in the Joker’s Wild Tournament, Stephy. On the last Vertigo we saw Luke Jackson and Ricky Valero book their place in the finals, but who do you think will be their opponents?

Stephy Auger: That’s a tough one, Kris. Both teams tonight will be looking to advance and try and earn that shot at the FGA World Tag Team Championships, but only one can…

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall…

The lights dim down before the opening strains of "Hate Me Now" by Nas sweep through the arena and the Nerolings begin screaming in anticipation. Teal blue lights sweep through the crowd and over the ring until they center on Nero Darling. She steps out onto the stage, her face and signature blue hair hidden under the hood of a black sweatshirt. Her head bowed so that her face is in the shadows of the hoodie as she pauses at the top of the ramp.

It's been a long time, been a long time comin'
It's life or death for me now
But you know, there's no turning back now
This what makes me, this what I am...

As the beat picks up intensity, Nero stretches her arms out and walks slowly towards the ring. The lights pick up the words on the back of her hoodie, cursive and embossed in gold, "Ms. 502". She basks in the screams and cheers of the audience and hides a bright grin in the shadows of her hoodie.

You can hate me now, but I won't stop now
Cause I can't stop now, you can hate me now, c'mon.
But I won't stop now, cause I can't stop now
You can hate me now, you can hate me now...

She finally breaks into a run, sliding into the ring on her stomach and popping up to her feet as she throws the hoodie off and runs to the ring ropes, hopping up on the middle rope with her arms outstretched. She holds the pose as the beat picks up around her and she blows kisses to her fans, many of whom are holding up signs emblazoned with her name and hearts.

Well you hate me, I'm gon' hate you too
It's as simple as that
Die motherfucker, die motherfucker, die
You don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Go down any way you want it to go down
Weak, jealous motherfuckers
Fuck y'all!

Nero drops down to the canvas and bounces in place with a bright smile on her face as she waits for her partner.

Kris Cruise: …do we have the seven second delay working?

J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, from Louisville, in the Kentuckies... YOUR GLORIOUS LEADER... NERO DARLING!!!

Kris Cruise: And she’s not to be confused with the other Nero, of course…

Stephy Auger: I don’t think anybody has made that mistake yet, Kris. But the youngster is making her in-ring debut tonight; fans last saw her competing in the MLC, but she’s back to wrestling after some time away.

Kris Cruise: And her partner tonight has been experiencing some success as of late. And here he comes now.

J.A. Aldridge: And her tag team partner. Hailing from Cheshire, England, weighing in at 214 pounds … DANNY DIAMOND!

The HBO instrumental edit of 50 Cent's "Ready For War" hits, as gold fog covers the stage, with a silhouette seen in the middle of it. After the first few seconds, once the beat kicks in, Danny Diamond jogs out from in the midst of the fog, with a grin on his face and his hands held up; his fingers forming a diamond. He stops on the top of the entrance ramp, where he takes a moment to view his surroundings before making his way down to the ring. While walking there, he ignores the jeers coming from the fans as he maintains his signature arrogant smirk, eventually making it to the squared circle, which he slides in under the bottom rope. Upon entering, Danny walks over to the nearest turnbuckle and ascends to the middle rope, repeating his diamond pose from the stage. He, afterwards, jumps back down to the canvas.

Stephy Auger: Victories over Savannah Taylor and Noelle Smith have made Danny Diamond something of a hot commodity here in 2016–

Kris Cruise: Victories by pulling tights and skirts, Stephy!

Stephy Auger: Victories nonetheless. If he can co-exist with Nero tonight, another victory may put them in line for a title shot.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents. Introducing first, from Kyoto City, Japan … MISTRESS AI!

"Reach Out" by Hilary Duff blares through the P.A. System as Ai bursts out from behind the curtain! She's dressed in a solid leather pink body suit along with glittery kick-pads. The Mistress began to walk to the ring slapping hands with some of the fans who were in attendance to see some amazing competition. Once Ai was close to the ring she climbed up the steps before entering the ring.

Stephy Auger: Something of a legend over in Japan, Mistress Ai is ready to compete for the first time ever here in FGA. We’ve seen her recent work with her tag team partner in an effort to build some team spirit – do you think it’ll pay off, Kris? Or will they be no match for Danny Diamond and his partner?

Kris Cruise: You mean Nero Darling – she has a name, Stephy. But as you were saying, Mistress Ai is a twelve year veteran of her ring. And her partner is a ring veteran as well. If they can work together this’ll be a tough match.

There she ran towards one of the turnbuckles climbing up to the top of it as the crowd cheered her on loudly. She then dropped down to await her partner.

J.A. Aldridge: And her tag team partner, from The Carnival Grounds, weighing in at 235 pounds … MR ROTTENTREATS!

“In Yo Face” By Insane Clown Posse blasts over the PA! Mr. Rottentreats bursts through the curtain riding a custom comically over-sized tricycle. The Pagliacci of Professional Wrestling honks the horn multiple times as he hauls ass down the aisle way. He ghost rides the tricycle upon reaching ringside and launches himself to the ring apron with help from the ringside mats.

Treats wipes his boots off on the apron, then uses a ring post to swing around to the perpendicular apron to be visible on the hard cam. The clown spins down the apron, then comes to a stop in the center; spreading his arms out wide and leaning back against the ropes.

The Whole F’N Side show swings his left leg over the middle rope and enters the ring.

Kris Cruise: Mr Rottentreats ready to make his first in-ring appearance for FGA as well. Three in one match, Stephy, the fans have got to be excited for this one.

Stephy Auger: I’m sure they are, Kris, and so am I. Let’s get this one underway.

The bell sounds to start the match as Mr Rottentreats agrees to start the match for his team. On the other side of the ring, Danny and Nero are arguing about which of them will start against The Whole F’in Sideshow, but Danny manages to convince his partner to let him start the match – and just in time to get clobbered from behind by Rottentreats! Treats grabs his opponent by the back of the head and take him to a neutral corner, slamming Diamond’s head against the top turnbuckle before the Briton slumps in the corner.

Danny is caught by some forearm smashes to the face, unorthodox in style as Treats uses his left arm. An Irish whip ensues as Diamond is sent from pillar to post. His opponent charges in after him, only to be caught by a big boot to the face! Treats staggers back a few steps as Danny runs at him, only to get caught by a headlock takedown. And Treats keeps the hold applied on the mat as Diamond struggles to escape the clutches of The Pagliacci of Professional Wrestling.

Kris Cruise: An acclaimed amateur wrestler, Mr Rottentreats is no slouch in the ring. And people sometimes forget that about him.

Stephy Auger: Danny Diamond can take him, Kris. Nobody can doubt him after his recent performances.

Treats brings his opponent up to his feet, keeping the headlock applied as he makes the tag out to Ai with his free hand. A small pop from the crowd as the Japanese legend hops into the ring and helps her partner deliver a double suplex to Danny Diamond! Treats leaves the ring as Ai floats over, applying a side headlock on the mat. But Danny is able to battle through the pain and back to a vertical base. He fires off a couple of side elbows, catching Ai in the midsection. They’re enough to weaken her grip as Danny tries to counter with a back suplex, but Ai flips over and lands on her feet.

Danny turns around and is immediately caught by some open palm strikes to the chest! The sheer force of them is enough to cause Diamond to take a few steps back towards the center of the ring – his chest turning a bright red – until Ai ceases. She goes against the ropes for momentum, only to get caught with a Japanese arm drag out of nowhere upon her return! Both competitors scramble back to their feet as Diamond his another Japanese arm drag. Ai gets back to her feet again, only to get hit with a hurricanrana for the pin attempt!

ONE!
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TWO!
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Ai kicks out!

Kris Cruise: Danny Diamond nearly stole another one there.

Stephy Auger: He hasn’t stolen anything, Kris. A win is a win.

Ai gets back to her feet near the ropes as Diamond catches her from behind with a forearm smash. As she bounces off the ropes and spins around, Ai gets caught by a standing enzuigiri, knocking her out through the middle ropes. She lands on the apron, though, and uses the ropes to pull herself back up as her opponent springboards off the middle rope with a triangle dropkick! Ai is sent tumbling off the apron and into the aisle way as Danny Diamond stands tall in the middle of the squared circle…

Kris Cruise: What does he have planned here?

Danny looks to where Ai is just now getting up, then across the ring, then back at Ai again. All before he sets off running against the far ropes, coming back with some momentum as he flies through the air with a suicide dive!

Stephy Auger: What a move by Danny Diamond! But wait, what’s Treats doing?

Back inside the ring, Mr Rottentreats is standing in the middle of the squared circle as he runs against the ropes nearest the aisle. He bounces off them and runs across the ring, coming back as he propels himself up, off the middle rope with a springboard plancha that catches Danny Diamond by surprise! The three of them are lying in a pile in the aisle as the referee hesitates to make the count out.

Kris Cruise: We’re not done yet, Stephy…

He says as the only competitor left standing, Nero Darling, heads up to the top rope. The fans watching in amazement as the rookie steadies herself, then turns away from the pile up. With a cautious look over her shoulder to see all three of them beginning to rise, Nero leaps off the top rope with a moonsault! She flies flawlessly through the air, all the way to the outside as she takes out Treats and Ai, as well as her own partner!

Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Kris Cruise: What a moonsault, and what an entrance to FGA for Nero Darling! The fans are on their feet applauding that move, but all four competitors are down on the outside right now.

Stephy Auger: That took real courage, Kris, I’m impressed.

But, inside the ring, the referee is beginning the count out…


“ONE!”


“TWO!”


“THREE!”


“FOUR!”

Nero is the first to stir; she’s trying to help her partner up as, mere feet away, Treats and Ai are both beginning to stir as well.


“FIVE!”


“SIX!”


Ai gets up and heads back towards the ring, stumbling as she goes. At the same time, Nero has helped lift Danny Diamond to his feet and is helping back towards the ring. He slides in under the bottom rope as Nero returns to the corner, asking for a tag.

But Diamond turns his attention back towards Ai, catching her with a European uppercut. It’s enough to send her staggering back against the ropes before Danny goes for an Irish whip. He lowers his head, looking for the back body drop, but Ai has it scouted. She counters with a Battlegrounds Uppercut, rocking Diamond where he stands! He flails his arms up in the air, trying to remain on his feet as Ai leaps up and executes a reverse STO!

Kris Cruise: Ai driving her opponent face first into the mat. Can she capitalize?

Slowly, the Japanese wrestler drags her body towards her prone foe, draping an arm across his chest.

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Stephy Auger: Only a two-count, and I think Mistress Ai needs to make the tag out here. She took the worst of those high flying moves, she needs to rest.

And as if by magic, Ai begins to move towards the corner, where Mr Rottentreats is waiting with his hand out. They make the tag as, on the other side of the ring, Nero Darling is calling out for the tag. But Danny Diamond just turns back to Treats in time to get caught by a boot to the gut. Treats reaches back and applies the hammerlock before slamming Diamond down to the mat. Then Treats stomps on the left arm, then the left leg, then the right leg, then the right arm, and finally on the head of his opponent, earning a small pop from the crowd!

Kris Cruise: The old Rotten Stomp! And the fans enjoy seeing that.

Diamond rolls away out under the bottom rope, to gather his thoughts as Mr Rottentreats looks down at him and laughs. Treats hits the ropes again, coming back a sliding lariat through the ropes to the outside! Diamond goes down, but quick as a flash, Treats rolls his opponent back into the ring before the referee can even restart the count. A hook of the leg.

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Nero Darling making the save. Mr Rottentreats gets to his feet as he shakes off the elbow to the back of the head; his attention is focused on Nero Darling as the referee escorts her back to her corner. The veteran even taunts her, beckoning her to come back into the ring to try it again, but the official won’t let Nero in. Treats turns his attention back to Danny Diamond and gets caught by the standing enzuigiri! Diamond scrambles back to his feet before Treats can fall, and he catches the clown with a double underhook suplex!

Stephy Auger: A great suplex there by Danny Diamond, and he might have just found a way back into this match, Kris!

Kris Cruise: Maybe so, but he desperately needs to make the tag now. Nero is fresh, and she’s itching to get in there!

Both legal competitors are down as their partners are calling out for the tag. Treats stirs first; he’s beginning the long crawl towards the corner as Danny sits up. Every last ounce of energy going into his movements, but he’s close to his own corner. Treats is a few feet away as Danny reaches up and makes the tag in to Nero!

Kris Cruise: Here comes Your Glorious Leader!

The crowd pop again as Nero finally enters the ring, just as Treats leaps and makes the tag out to Mistress Ai! Both women rush to the center of the ring as Ai throws a clothesline. But it’s ducked and Nero hits the ropes, coming back with a headscissors takedown! Nero gets back up and runs at Treats in the corner, hitting him with a wheelbarrow bulldog! He rolls out under the bottom rope and onto the apron as, on the other side of the ring, Ai is beginning to stand back up.

Nero grabs her and whips Ai towards the corner, following her in with a flying forearm smash! Mistress Ai staggers out of the corner and into a toe kick to the gut. Nero grabs her opponent in a front facelock before running up the nearest corner for the tornado DDT! And the cover.

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Treats makes the save in the nick of time!

Kris Cruise: So close!

Stephy Auger: Mr Rottentreats may have just kept his team in this one, Kris.

The referee ushers Treats back to his corner as Nero rubs the back of her head, trying to soothe where she just got booted. Undeterred, Nero lifts Ai back to her feet and sets the Japanese superstar up for a snap suplex – NO! Ai hooks the leg to block before firing off a couple of stiff body shots. It’s enough to force Nero to release her grip, and Ai gains the upper hand. She has the facelock applied before turning Nero around for a neckbreaker – NO! Nero breaks free, grabs Ai with an inverted facelock and lifts her up for the Osaka street cutter!

Kris Cruise: PIKA PIKA PIKACHUUUU!

Nero makes the cover again, this time hooking the leg.

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Stephy Auger: How did Ai kick out of that one?!

Kris Cruise: You didn’t…

Stephy Auger: …really, Kris?

The fans can’t believe it either. But Mistress Ai got the shoulder up in time. Undeterred, however, Nero Darling brings her opponent back up to a vertical base. An Irish whip has Ai running against the ropes, but she holds on to stop herself. Nero charges in after her, only to get caught by a back elbow to the face that sends her staggering backwards, as Ai runs in with a bicycle kick!

Kris Cruise: Gamma Ray Burst connects!

Ai drapes an arm across the chest…

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Danny Diamond entering the ring to make the save, and in comes Mr Rottentreats! He makes a beeline for Diamond, but the two of them end up trading blows in the center of the ring as Ai picks herself up and heads out onto the apron. As Diamond is getting the upper hand on Treats, Ai calls out to him, drawing his attention. She flies through the air with a missile dropkick, sending Diamond staggering into the waiting arms of Treats and up onto his shoulders for a fireman carry … but before he can hit the neckbreaker, Treats is caught by a dropkick to the face!

Ai moves towards Nero, grabbing her from behind as she looks for the Olympic slam – NO! Nero slides down the back and dropkicks Ai in the back, sending her stumbling forward into Treats. But he’s big enough to catch her and set her right as the referee tries to regain control of the match.

Nero makes the tag out to Danny Diamond; he enters the ring as Ai makes the tag out to Treats. Both men collide in the center of the ring as Diamond hits the clothesline. Treats gets right back up, and he gets hit by a Samoan drop. Diamond pops back to his feet and goes for the standing moonsault – but Treats gets his knees up!

Stephy Auger: There’s the experience of Mr Rottentreats shining through; that counter was almost instinctive.

Diamond gets back to his feet and Treats doubles him over with a boot to the gut before hooking him in position for the stalling fisherman gut buster! No pin attempt though. Treats lifts his opponent back to a vertical base once more and sends Danny against the ropes with an Irish whip, as Treats himself goes against the perpendicular ropes. The two men criss cross, then again, and a third time before finally Treats lands a boot to the side of the head!

Mr Rottentreats: “I’M THE FOOT, BITCH!”

Kris Cruise: I think he just tattooed that clown face on the side of Danny’s head there, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: You might be right, but watch out!

As Treats is moving around the ring, taunting his opponents and the crowd, Diamond reaches up and grabs him from behind with a schoolboy – with a handful of tights!

Kris Cruise: Not like this…

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Stephy Auger: Is it over!?

No, the referee stops before the three count as he sees the handful of tights; the official refuses to count it as he admonishes Diamond for the cheap tactic. But Danny Diamond is furious. He squares up to the official, angered by the decision not to count the three so he doesn’t see Mr Rottentreats rising up behind him. Treats grabs his opponent from behind – the referee scarpers out of harm’s way – and runs towards the ropes. They collide with Nero on the apron, knocking her down before Treats performs an O’Connor Roll, bridging back with a prawn hold!

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J.A. Aldridge: Here are your winners, MISTRESS AI AND MR ROTTENTREATS!

Kris Cruise: They did it, Stephy! Ai and Treats are heading to the final to face Ricky Valero and Luke Jackson.

Stephy Auger: Give the assist to the official; Danny Diamond had this match wrapped up before the referee decided not to do his job!

On the outside, Nero Darling looks up to see her opponents having their arms raised in victory. Her partner looks angry as he rolls out of the ring, shouldering past Nero as he passes her. Ai and Rottentreats have their arms raised by the referee as “In Yo’ Face” plays again.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

As the camera cuts backstage, we enter Team Cannon’s where find Quinn Goodrich and Johnny C’ standing by a corner, in the middle of a conversation.

Quinn Goodrich: I hope you’ve got all that nonsense out of your system earlier. We need to get focused on tonight. Johnny Karma is yesterday’s news. Let’s leave the man in the past where he belongs, Johnny. We’ve got bigger fish to fry.

Says Quinn, as Cannon nods, standing out in the open with his back turned.

Johnny Cannon: That was nothing. Johnny Karma isn’t anybody I need to worry about. He’s not even on my radar, Goodrich. But if he wants to cheap shot me, that’s how I’m going to respond each and every time. If he wants to fight, I’ll give him a fight, Quinn. You know I’ve never run from one in my. Never have, never will and I don’t plan on starting right now.

Goodrich sighs, knowing his client is telling the truth, and that there’ll be no changing his disposition.

Quinn Goodrich: And I understand that, but you’re clearly on edge right now. You’ve been amped up since the scuffle, just rearing to go. You need to settle down, Johnny. You need to be on your game for McHannon and Cyncity, and on your toes for Jimmy Page in case the bastard decides to get in your way.

Cannon takes a few deep breaths, realizing that he is indeed too fired up, trying to calm himself down as best as he can.

Johnny Cannon: I’m not worried about that. Jimmy Page is a lot of things, but he’s not an idiot. He knows he doesn’t want any problems with me, so we can no doubt coexist long enough to get the win, Quinn. Besides, my dislike for the man does not take away from my respect for how he handles his business in the ring, despite how uncivilized he may be. And that sentiment is reciprocated. And if it isn’t, and he tries something, I’ll kick his bloody head off too. In a bloody heartbeat!

As the pair continue to talk, all of a sudden somebody reaches into shot and grabs Cannon by the arm, spinning him around, and for a split second Cannon finds himself face-to-face with Johnny Karma once more - until he finds himself face-to-fist with Karma once again as Karma tags him with a couple of right hands before Cannon even has the chance to react. Karma follows up, getting in a few more for good measure, before Cannon finally decides he’s had enough, and is able to parry and respond with a few rights of his own. Knuckle and chin get acquainted with one another, as the Brit serves Karma a few knuckle sammiches before lowering his shoulder his shoulder and driving it into his stomach - then pressing forward to slam Karma into the wall. Karma’s back and head bang up against the solid structure, but he ignores the pain to drop hammer like fists down across his foe’s upper back and neck.

As the pair of them are locked in a tussle, with neither man backing down an inch, arena security once again pile in to break them up and they immediately bundle Karma down the hallway - and Karma is still swinging as security lead him away...

[FGA Office]

Noelle Smith vs. Fujiko Mine

A short electro-pop beat hits the arena, and the lights plunge to a deep purple The crowd cheers in response.

“MONEY!”

Shouts a feminine electronic voice, and a split second later the beat of “Money” by Lido drops. Fujiko leaps through the curtain as if propelled forward by a slingshot; Jumping into the air and whipping her head forward. Her hair flows through the air around her head, and when she lands she has a large grin on her face. Blue, yellow, and pink lights dance around the arena. She takes a few steps to position herself on the ramp, and then poses cutely as a few fans throw blue and yellow streamers around her on the ramp.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, now residing out of Milwaukee, Wisconsin! Weighing in at 140 pounds! She is “Lady Luck”... FUJIKO MINE!

She begins bobbing her head to the music for a moment before posing. She high fives some of the fans that have their hands outstretched, still smiling. Once she reaches ringside, Fujiko leaps onto the apron from the floor, balancing with one foot for a moment. She jumps from the apron to the top turnbuckle, and stabilizes herself a second before throwing her hands up in the air, and throwing her head back. Fans throw more blue & yellow streamers around her, which are quickly removed by ringside personnel. Fujiko points at the Ball & glove logo on her attire, then hops down. She then bounces on her heels, ready to start the match.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko Mine looks ready for battle. Her opponent tonight is someone that she shares a bit of history with: Noelle Smith.

Stephy Auger: There isn’t any love lost between these two. Fujiko feels that Noelle is the one that started this whole “Fujiko isn’t that good” sentiment that’s gone around the locker room. You’ve seen Fujiko expanding her moveset and putting on even better matches in recent months. But if she goes in there and beats the woman that “started this” in her mind, that’ll go a long way for Lady Luck.

“Lose My Breath” by Destiny's Child starts to play over the PA, and the lights dim as Noelle steps from behind the curtain, a wide smile on her face as she waves to the fans before doing a few provocative dance moves as the lyrics cue up.

Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
Hit me hard, make me lose my (hah hah)
Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
Hit me hard, make me lose my breath (hah hah)

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Orlando, Florida! Weighing in at 125 pounds… NOELLE SMITH!

She does an athletic somersault forward to take her half down the ramp and then rushes the ring, using her hands to push her up onto the apron as she slides under the bottom rope and pops up, giggling and blowing kisses to the fans, winking at the referee and waving to the ring announcers cheerily.

Kris Cruise: Noelle’s defeated Fujiko before. But that was in a ladder match. This time around, she’s got to pin her or make her submit if she wants to win.

Stephy Auger: And what about Tony? You’ve got to think that he’s lingering in the back of her mind. Who knows when The Scandalous One will come around to lay her out again.

The bell sounds as both grapplers circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Fujiko places Noelle in a side headlock. After cinching in the hold, Fujiko brings her down with a side headlock takeover. Once Noelle’s on the mat, she takes Fujiko and turns her over, pinning her shoulders to the mat.

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Fujiko turns back over as she keeps the grounded side headlock applied.

The ref asks Noelle if she wants to give up. After Noelle refuses to quit, Noelle turns Fujiko back over, pinning her shoulders to the mat.

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Fujiko turns back over.

Fujiko really cinches in the grounded side headlock, causing Noelle to let out a groan. The ref checks back in and asks Noelle if she wants to give up. But again, Noelle refuses. She then reaches up with her legs and reverses into a leg scissors headlock. But Fujiko’s able to escape with a kip up. After Noelle scrambles back to her feet, Fujiko throws her back down with another side headlock. Noelle then reaches up and reverses into another leg scissors headlock. But Fujiko’s able to escape via kip up.

When Noelle scrambles back to a vertical basis, Fujiko grabs her and whips her into the ropes. When Noelle comes back, Fujiko throws out a hip toss. But Noelle lands on her feet. Fujiko sees this, so she runs over towards Noelle. But Noelle brings her down with a deep arm drag. Fujiko gets back up, but Fujiko returns her to the mat with another deep arm drag. Fujiko returns to her feet. But Noelle returns her to the mat with a side headlock takeover. Fujiko then turns Noelle over, pinning her shoulders to the mat.

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Noelle turns back over and cinches in the side headlock.

Kris Cruise: Talk about going tit for tat.

Stephy Auger: These two are so eventually matched. Fujiko gets underrated because people think she’s nothing but a hashtag and a large bosom. People underrate Noelle because they think she’s weak. But that couldn’t be further from the truth.

The ref asks Fujiko if she wants to give up. But Fujiko refuses. She then reverses into a leg scissors headlock. Noelle goes for a kip up. But Fujiko’s got her legs wrapped tight around her neck. After fidgeting around, Noelle goes for another kip up. But it’s to no avail. Fujiko then slaps her own thigh, causing Noelle to let out a ground. Fujiko lifts up her top leg, only to bring it down hard across Noelle’s neck. She then re-wraps her legs around Noelle’s neck.

The ref asks Noelle if she wants to give up. But again, Noelle refuses to quit. After shifting around on the canvas, Noelle turns over onto her knees. She then presses down on Fujiko’s thighs. Noelle slowly begins to slip out from between Fujiko’s legs. Once she’s free, Noelle pops up and follows up with a dropkick to the face. She then rolls across Fujiko and hooks the leg.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Noelle picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, Noelle positions herself for a back body drop. Fujiko sees it and counters with a sunset flip. But Noelle rolls through it, gets to her feet and follows up with a front dropkick to the face. She makes the cover.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Noelle picks up Fujiko, moves her into the ropes and delivers an open hand chop to the chest. She then takes Fujiko and goes for an irish whip. But Fujiko reverses, sending Noelle into the ropes. When Noelle returns, Fujiko sets for a back body drop. But Noelle hurdles over her and runs into the far ropes. When Noelle comes back, Fujiko (without turning around) leap frogs over her. As soon as Noelle’s back hits the far ropes, Fujiko meets her with a running knee to the midsection. She then lets out a knife edge chop before whipping Noelle across the ring. When Noelle returns, Fujiko drops down into a prone position on the canvas. So Noelle cartwheels over her before running into the ropes. When Fujiko gets back to her feet, Noelle brings her down with a running hurricanrana. Fujiko gets back to her feet, but Noelle knocks her down with a dropkick. Fujiko gets back up, but Noelle knocks her down with another dropkick. When Fujiko returns back to her feet, Noelle goes for a third dropkick. But Fujiko sidesteps and swats her down. Noelle gets back up, but Fujiko knocks her down with a dropkick. Noelle returns to her feet, but Fujiko returns her back to the canvas with another dropkick. As Noelle gets back up, Fujiko goes for a third dropkick. But Noelle sidesteps and swats her down. She then runs into the ropes. When Fujiko gets back to her feet, Noelle slides through her legs. When Fujiko turns around, Noelle throws out a kick to the midsection. After Fujiko catches her foot, Noelle goes for an enzuigiri. But Fujiko ducks. She then reaches down, wraps her arms around Noelle’s waist and yanks her back up to her feet. She then goes for a German Suplex. But Noelle counters with a wheelbarrow victory roll.

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Fuiko kicks out.

Stephy Auger: I told you this one was evenly matched.

Kris Cruise: These two have been trading hold for hold since the start. I figured one of them would be able to gain firm control of this match. But this has been nothing but a back and forth affair.

After both grapplers scramble to their feet, Fujiko throws out a roundhouse kick. But Noelle ducks and lifts Fujiko up onto her shoulders. Noelle’s about to go for some type of electric chair maneuver when Fujiko counters into a victory roll.

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Noelle kicks out.

After both grapplers scramble to their feet, Noelle runs over and connects with a step-up enzuigiri, sending Fujiko flipping down to the canvas. She makes the cover.

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Fujiko kicks out.

Noelle picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. When Fujiko comes back, Noelle sets up a back body drop. But Fujiko counters with a kick to the face, standing Noelle up. She then quickly follows up with a step-up enzuigiri, sending Noelle flipping down to the canvas. She makes the cover.

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Noelle kicks out.

Kris Cruise: How about that?

Stephy Auger: They’re still trying to one-up each other.

Fujiko picks up Noelle and whips her into the ropes. When Noelle comes back, Fujiko goes for a back body drop. But Noelle slips down from behind. Noelle then goes for a belly to back suplex. But Fujiko rolls over her shoulder. As soon as Fujiko lands on her feet, Noelle follows up with a backflip kick to cheers from the crowd. While Fujiko’s dazed, Noelle runs over and brings her down with a headscissors takeover. She makes the cover.

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Fujiko kicks out.

Noelle picks up Fujiko and whips her into the corner. She then runs across the ring, hops onto Fujiko and monkey flips her out of the corner. But Fujiko somehow lands on her feet, garnering “Oooos” and “Aaaahs” from the crowd. She then takes off into the ropes as Noelle returns to a vertical base. When Fujiko comes back, she brings Noelle down with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takeover. As Noelle gets up, Fujiko runs over and connects with a front dropkick, knocking Noelle through the ropes and to the floor.

Kris Cruise: Noelle just took a hard fall to the outside.

Stephy Auger: I think Fujiko’s about to take this match to the air.

Noelle reaches up and uses the edge of the apron to slowly pull herself up. While this occurs, Fujiko turns and takes off into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, she delivers a baseball slide into a headscissors takeover.

Kris Cruise: Nice maneuver there by Fujiko Mine.

Stephy Auger: But I don’t think she’s done yet.

While Noelle stirs on the floor, Fujiko rolls back inside and springboards onto the top turnbuckle. As Noelle slowly gets up and turns around, Fujiko walks along the top rope before jump off. She knocks Noelle against the guardrail with Yount’s 3000th Hit!

Kris Cruise: Did you see that!? Fujiko just hit that dropkick to the outside!

Stephy Auger: Yeah and Noelle was sent flying into the guardrail! That had to hurt!

Fujiko picks up Noelle and rolls her back into the ring. She then rolls herself back in before making the cover.

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Noelle gets her shoulder up.

Fujiko steps through the ropes and begins climbing the turnbuckles. As soon as she gets to the top, Noelle runs over and shoves her legs out from under her.

Stephy Auger: Not so fast!

Kris Cruise: Noelle just put a stop to Fujiko right there. It’s a good thing she did or else this match might have been over.

Noelle climbs up onto the middle ropes and whacks Fujiko with an openhand slap across the face. She then nails Fujiko with a right hand… and another… and another. Noelle goes for another punch. But Fujiko blocks it and knocks Noelle down with an elbow strike to the face, knocking her down to the canvas.

Kris Cruise: Whatever Noelle was going for there, she was never able to hit it as Fujiko just sent her back down to the canvas.

Stephy Auger: ...What’s this?

As Fujiko carefully stands up on the top turnbuckle, Noelle returns to her feet. She goes over, springboards onto the top rope, jumps up onto Fujiko’s shoulders and delivers a standing avalanche hurricanrana to cheers and applause from the crowd.

Stephy Auger: DID YOU JUST SEE THAT!?!?

Kris Cruise: Standing hurricanrana off the top from Noelle Smith! And she’s going for the cover!

Noelle crawls over and makes the cover.

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The crowd sighs, then cheers as Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: How was that not a three cou-

Noelle slowly picks up Fujiko… only to quickly pin her with the Fruit Roll Up.

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Fujiko kicks out.

Noelle picks up Fujiko and brings her down with a russian leg sweep. She then returns to her feet before heading into the ropes. When Noelle comes back, she hits a quick leg drop. Noelle gets back to her feet before heading into the ropes. When she returns, she hits another quick leg drop. Noelle gets back to her feet and goes into the ropes again. When she returns, she hits another quick leg drop. Noelle turns over and makes the cover.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: We talked about how this match was back and forth before. But now, this is all Noelle.

Stephy Auger: Fujiko’s been avoided the three count. But that hurricanrana off the top really changed the complexion of things in this one.

Noelle slowly picks up Fujiko and nails her with an elbow strike. She then connects with another elbow strike. This one sends Fujiko stumbling back into the ropes. Fujiko’s able to bounce off the ropes and comes back with an elbow strike of her own. Noelle then returns the favor with another elbow strike. Again, Fujiko’s sent stumbling back into the ropes. Fujiko then bounces off the ropes and connects with another elbow strike. Before Noelle can land another blow, Fujiko hits her with another elbow strike… and another… and another. Fujiko then steps back before throwing out another forearm strike. But Noelle ducks. She then rolls up Fujiko from behind with an O’Connor Roll.

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Fujiko kicks out.

The momentum sends Noelle into the ropes. When she comes back, she knocks Fujiko down with a jumping calf kick. She makes the cover.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Another close call for Fujiko Mine.

Stephy Auger: I know Noelle’s probably getting frustrated. But she’s got to stay on Fujiko. She can’t give her any hope in this one.

Noelle picks up Fujiko, whips her across the ring and follows her towards the corner. But Fujiko’s able to vault herself over Noelle. When Noelle turns around, Fujiko connect with a gamengiri. While Noelle’s dazed in the corner, Fujiko grabs Noelle and irish whips her into the opposite corner. Fujiko runs across the ring. But Noelle nails her with a back elbow. As Fujiko stumbles back, Noelle turns, springboards onto the top turnbuckle and flips off. She connects with a moonsault to an explosion of cheers.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Yet another two count!

Noelle picks up Fujiko and whips her towards the ropes. Fujiko uses the momentum to throw out a handspring back elbow. But Noelle knocks her down with a front dropkick from behind. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Great counter there by Fujiko, but it only gets two.

Noelle picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, Noelle throws her down with a back body drop. While Fujiko’s down, Noelle steps out onto the apron. Once Fujiko returns to her feet and turns around, Noelle knocks her down with a springboard crossbody.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Yet another close call for Lady Luck.

Stephy Auger: She’s got heart!

Noelle picks up Fujiko and wraps her arms around her from behind. Fujiko then runs towards the ropes. She then sticks her head through the middle & top ropes, causing the top rope to clip Noelle right in the throat.

Stephy Auger: Ouch!

As Noelle stumbles back, Fujiko takes a few steps back before doing the wave. As the crowd gets involved, Fujiko runs towards the ropes and goes for the SWAK. But Noelle performs a bridging evasion, avoiding the move.

Kris Cruise: Beautiful counter by Noelle!

After bridging back up, Noelle turns around and sees Fujiko back at her feet. Both grapplers run towards each other before Noelle hits a spinning back kick to the midsection. While Fujiko’s doubled over, Noelle runs into the ropes. When she returns, she connects with a dropkick to the side of the head, knocking Fujiko down. She makes the cover.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: I’m surprised that wasn’t three.

Stephy Auger: She nailed Fujiko right in the side of the head with that front dropkick. Maybe if it had landed a few inches to the right and caught her on the temple, this would be over.

Noelle picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. When Fujiko comes back, Noelle throws out a clothesline. But Fujiko ducks and runs into the far ropes. When Fujiko comes back, Noelle goes for a back elbow. But again, Fujiko ducks and runs into the ropes. So Noelle goes for a running clothesline. But Fujiko ducks, sending them both into opposite sets of ropes. When they return, the crowd explodes into cheers as Fujiko turns Noelle inside out with the 4-Play. Fujiko turns her over and makes the cover.

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Noelle gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: That was Fujiko’s first pinfall attempt in I don’t know how long.

Stephy Auger: The important thing for Fujiko is that she’s back in control of this match.

Fujiko picks up Noelle and goes for an irish whip. But Noelle reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, Noelle goes for a back body drop. But Fujiko slips down from behind. Fujiko turns around Noelle and grabs her chest, distracting her. She then quickly pulls Noelle in and hits a bridging Northern Lights Suplex.

Kris Cruise: Boobplex ‘15

Instead of staying bridged for the cover, Fujiko rolls through it, pulls Noelle back up, then lifts her up before planting her with a brainbuster. The crowd explodes into cheers as Noelle is planted head-first into the mat. While Noelle’s down, Fujiko steps through the ropes. After scaling the turnbuckles, Fujiko leaps off from the top and connects with the Hot Spring Skinny Dip. The crowd explodes into cheers as Fujiko crashes on top of Noelle.

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THRE-NO!

Noelle gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: How much closer can you get!?

Stephy Auger: I thought that would’ve been it right there, Cruise!

Fujiko picks up Noelle and goes for an irish whip. But Noelle reverses, sending her into the corner. She then runs across the ring and connects with a back elbow. Noelle then takes Fujiko and whips her into the opposite corner. After sizing Fujiko up, Noelle takes off across the ring and connects with a spinning heel kick, sending Fujiko crumbling from out of the corner. She then reaches down, pulls Fujiko back up and brings her into the corner. Noelle climbs up onto the middle ropes, grabs Fujiko and goes for a Tornado DDT. But Fujiko shoves her off in mid air. After Noelle lands on her feet, Fujiko runs over and throws out a kick. But Noelle catches her foot. She then spins Fujiko away from her. When Fujiko comes back, Noelle throws out a roundhouse kick. But Fujiko ducks. When Noelle turns around, Fujiko connects with the Lucky Shot. The crowd explodes into cheers as Fujiko connects with the flash kick from out of nowhere. Fujiko falls on top of Noelle and hooks the leg.

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THREE!

“Imperium” plays to cheers from the crowd.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, FUJIKO MINE!

Fujiko gets her arm raised as the crowd continues to cheer.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko gets the win over one of her biggest adversaries in Noelle Smith.

Stephy Auger: I’m sure it feels good to have finally gotten a pinfall over one of your biggest detractors. Fujiko’s been putting on some incredible performances as of late. But that match with Page is going to happen at some point. If she keeps up this pace, you’ve got to wonder what she’ll have left in the tank for Page?

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
Zero McHannon and Cyncity vs. Jimmy Page and Johnny Cannon

A yellow spotlight suddenly shines down across the black curtain of the entrance way, whilst the house lights begin to dim down. Slowly, almost in unison with the change in lightning does "Voodoo Child" (Jimi Hendrix" Cover) by Brick + Mortar begins to play. A small ebb of yellow smoke ascends from the ventilators to grace the ramp. The Brit's silhouette emerges behind the curtain, only backed by another daintier image.

"well i stand up next to a mountain
well i stand up next to a mountain
well i pick up all the pieces
maybe even make
maybe make a little sense"

Finally, bursting through the curtain emerges "The British Mamba", Johnny Cannon. The Englishman stands before the live audience in all his strapping glory; as per usual, his cocksure, megalomaniacal grin is etched on his face as he pauses on the ramp, his head raised high and snobbishly to the sky above as he surveys the masses. Standing just behind him is none other than Quinn Goodrich, who edges on the crowd to incite their scorn. Wearing yellow and black MMA style trunks, with matching boots and a black knee brace (on his left knee), the Brit appears ready for action - not due to his attire, but due to the belligerent look in his eyes which is only revealed as he removes his Aviator Sunglasses. His eyes are those of a cold, and calculating individual. Johnny places his shades in his black track jacket with numerous insignias sewn on it, and begins his haughty strut to the ring.

"well i stand up next to a mountain
and i chop it down with the edge of my hand
well i stand up next to a mountain
and i struck it down with the edge of my hand
cause I'm a voodoo child"

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is your main event of the evening! Introducing first, being accompanied by Quinn Goodrich! From London, England! Weighing in at 245 pounds! He is “The British Mamba”... JOHNNY CANNON!

Cannon struts to the ring, marching with an undeniable swagger, whilst Quinn continues to taunt the audience, by swinging his arms up, and shouting whatever obscene remarks he can think of. Johnny ignores the audience on either side of him, showing complete indifference towards their opinions. He spurts forward toward the ring, and slides in under the bottom rope, before launching himself to his feet and suddenly spinning to the center of the ring in a very Shawn Michaels-esque fashion, before positioning himself carefully in the middle. He unzips his track jacket, lowering it down his hands and to the canvas below him like a male stripper, before throwing up the offensive, British, two finger salute, eliciting tremendous heat from the crowd.

"lord knows I'm a voodoo child
cause I'm a voodoo child"

From there, Johnny slowly backs into the ropes, hooking his arms back on them before bouncing several times, beginning his mental preparations and prerequisites as Quinn looks on from ringside; Cannon nods his head several times, as his eyes flicker with a hundred different ideas and strategies to carry out in the match.

Kris Cruise: Now we know why Johnny Karma refused to be at the last edition of Vertigo. He warned us that he may not have been able to control himself if him and Cannon were in the same building. But we've seen all hell break loose on two occasions tonight!

Stephy Auger: From what I've been told, Karma is still in the building! Has security restrained him!? Has he been banned from ringside!? I don't want to see this match ruined by Karma's antics!

The lights go out, and the crowd is quiet. Suddenly the pounding of drums and a dark, spacey, ambient melody plays. The pounding drums and the spacey melody intertwine with one another. Suddenly, the voice of the late David Bowie begins to play...signaling "Cat People".

See, these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon, it's been so long...

The lights begin to flash a deep bloody red.

Feel my blood enraged
It's just the fear of losing you
Don't you know my name
Well, you've been so long
And I've been putting out fire...

WITH GASOLINE!!!!

Page saunters out, with his trademark controlled stagger, his black track jacket over a Ziggy Stardust T-Shirt. He keeps his his march, his eyes glued forward like he was trance. The camera gets a close up of him, he pushes it away. He stops at the bottom of the ramp, and looks around for a moment soaking in the fan's disgust for him.

J.A. Aldridge: And his partner, from Flint, Michigan! Weighing in at 230 pounds! He is “The King of the F’n World”... JIMMY PAGE!

Page walks to the front of the ring, runs and slides on top of it. He begins to climb into the ring. Page stomps towards the corner and stands on top of the turnbuckle. Page lets his jacket slink off of his shoulders fully revealing his Ziggy Stardust shirt, hanging his head down for a moment before whipping his hair from his gaze. A spotlight hits him as David Bowie continues to play over the P.A. system. Page leaps down from the turnbuckle and begins to slowly sink into the turnbuckle, sitting down, signing along with the song, resting his hand on his cheek, awaiting the match.

Kris Cruise: Jimmy Page has to be sweating bullets after seeing the way Fujiko Mine has competed in recent weeks. Not only has she not backed down from the competition, but more importantly, she hans't backed down from Page! 

Stephy Auger: Now while I'm happy that things have turned around for Fujicakes, she has to be out of her mind if she thinks that going against Page is a good idea. Oh yeah, it's admirable. It's even courageous. But it's dangerous and it's foolhardy. If she doesn't rethink this, she may end up on the sidelines.

The beginning of "Dam Dadi Do" by Nightcore fills the arena speakers over. Playing over the song was a loud siren, the crowd in the arena on their feet letting their voices be heard. The lights in the arena dim down just enough for the spotlight in the arena to shine directly on center stage.

Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam
Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam
Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam
Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam

When the beat kicks in heavily, Cyncity bursts out onto the ramp with her arms out to her side, pretending to be an airplane as she runs up and down the top of the ramp. When she's done messing around, she smiles and makes her way back to the top of the ramp. She stands at there for a moment, scans the crowd, and feeds from their energy before she makes her way down the ramp. She flaps her right arm up in the air and takes in the audience's cheers. She stops midway down the ramp and scans the crowd one more time, nodding her head and giving the audience a round of applause. She spins in a circle and does her trademark Sex Sells pose, her arms in the air, and bottom pushed out. Fans in attendance whistle in her direction as she breaks her pose and blows kisses to the audience.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents! Introducing first, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at 125 pounds… CYNCITY!

She slaps the hands of a few lucky fans, and even gives a few of them hugs before she marches her way down the ramp and towards the ring. She finally pulls away from the fans then continues her quickened pace toward the ring. She slides into the ring and plays with the crowd some more, then gets herself loosened up for the upcoming match.

Kris Cruise: Here is the number one contender, Stephy! Cyncity looks to be in great shape!

Stephy Auger: She's in great shape for now. But Page is one of the most dangerous men in company history. Cannon has put two world class athletes on the sidelines. In her corner? The man that's defending his FGA World Championship against her. You think that Zero wouldn't be above leaving his "good friend" high and dry to make things just a bit easier for him?

“Same Old War" by Our Last Night hits the speakers. It's slow to pick up, but when it does, it comes in blazing as the light surveys the arena, then stays focused on the top of the ramp with a bright white light. Zero McHannon walks through the curtain with the FGA World Championship fit firmly around his waist, and a black zip up with the hood over his head. He turns his back to the audience, until the lyrics hit, then turn back around with his arms spread to the cheering crowd.

“I've been fighting the same old war,
against a disease, without a cure!
Been holding on for so long! For so long!
For so long!"

Zero holds his arms out for a moment and raises his head to take in the atmosphere from the fans, then slowly starts to make his way down the ramp. He lets the fans reach over the barrier to touch him and his world title, holding his hands out so that he can tag theirs on the way down. McHannon stops at the bottom of the ramp and bounces on the balls of his feet, looking from one side of the arena to the other, then sliding in through the bottom rope, and bouncing right up to his feet.

J.A. Aldridge: And her partner, now residing out of Long Island, New York! Weighing in at 215 pounds! He is the reigning FGA World Champion… ZERO MCHANNON!

“I've been wishing upon a star,
as my universe falls apart!
I feel so far from the sky,
as my dreams, are going by!
And they say, it's a battle that can't be won!

Should I run away,
and change my name?
Or should I stay and fight through the night?
And never close my eyes?
I'll never close my eyes!"

Zero McHannon climbs the nearest turnbuckle spread his arms and begins to yell towards the crowd as they do their best to cheer over him. He freezes for a moment, taking in the love from the crowd, then hops from the corner ropes, and tests the mat under his feet. He's talking to himself as he crosses the ring and stands up on the other turnbuckle, pointing to the crowd, and slapping himself in the chest. Finally, he unbuckles the FGA World Championship from his waste and holds it high above his head with one hand as the crowd goes nuts.

"I've come too far, to go back now,
to turn into a face in the crowd!

Been on this road for so long,
For so long... For so long!"

McHannon walks into the middle of the ring with the title in one hand, and pulls off the zip up with his other hand, tossing it into the crowd. He falls back into one of the corners, and slumps into the turnbuckle, holding the World Championship close to this chest with both hands as he waits for the match to begin.

Kris Cruise: And here is out Wor-

The bell sounds as Cannon and Page rush across the ring, blindsiding Zero and Cyncity. The crowd bursts into boos as Zero and Cyncity get attacked from behind.

Kris Cruise: Page and Cannon have just gotten the jump on Cyncity and McHannon!

Stephy Auger: Page and Cannon aren’t necessarily concerned with fighting fair. They’re concerned with getting the job done.

Page takes Zero, marches into the corner and slams him face first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Zero around, Page chokes him with both hands. In the opposite corner, Cannon lays into Cyncity with a ballistic combination of rights and lefts to the body. He caps off the combo with a European Uppercut that rocks Cyncity. He then gives her another for good measure. Back to the other side of the ring, Page is pummeling Zero down in the corner with a series of mudhole stomps. Once Zero is seated in the corner, Page chokes him with his foot. He then pulls down on the top rope for added leverage. After roughly ten seconds, Page lets go and begins facewashing Zero before taking off into the far ropes. When Page returns, he nails Zero with a running knee facewash. In the opposite corner, Cannon delivers a blistering series of chops that causes Cyncity to double over and guard her chest. Page and Cannon then look across the ring at each other. They then give each other a knowing nod before grabbing their opponents. On cue, Cannon and Page take Zero and Cyncity and go for an irish whip. But Zero and Cyncity reverse, sending Page and Cannon crashing into each other in the middle of the ring to an explosion of cheers.

Kris Cruise: Their plan backfired, Steph!

As Page stumbles back, Zero jumps up and delivers a backstabber to cheers from the crowd. Page bounces off of Zero’s knees and proceeds to roll to the outside. As Cannon stumbles back, Cyncity takes off into the ropes. When she comes back, she brings Cannon down with a hurricanrana. Cannon gets back up, but Cyncity knocks him back down with a dropkick. Cannon returns to his feet, but Cyncity returns him to the mat with another dropkick. As Cannon gets back to a vertical base, Cyncity takes off into the ropes. When she returns, she gives delivers a spinning headscissors takedown. As a now dizzy Cannon returns to his feet, he stumbles back towards the ropes. Zero sees this, so he charges across the ring and connects with a clothesline. The clothesline sends Cannon over the top rope and to the floor.

Kris Cruise: Cyncity and Zero McHannon just cleared the ring and they’ve now got this capacity crowd on their feet!

Stephy Auger: Don’t get too excited. It’s still early. There’s still plenty of match left.

While Cannon gets up on the outside, Cyncity runs into the far ropes. When she returns, Zero back body drops her over the top rope. Cyncity then lands on Cannon and brings him down with a hurricanrana. The crowd responds with cheers and applause!

Kris Cruise: How about that teamwork!? Zero and Cyncity are totally in sync!

Cyncity climbs up onto the apron and waves up Page. Once Page returns to his feet and turns around, Cyncity runs along the apron before knocking him down with a flipping senton. The crowd responds with cheers and applause!

Kris Cruise: There goes Cindy Parker again!

Stephy Auger: She’s taking out everything in sight, Cruise!

Cyncity picks up Page and slams him face first onto the apron five times. After a knee to the midsection, she shoves Page up onto the apron then back underneath the bottom rope.

Back in the ring, Page is met with a series of stomps to the chest from McHannon. The World Champion reaches down, picks up Page and moves him into the corner. From there, Zero delivers a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. He then takes Page and whips him across the ring. He then runs, jumps and connects with a flying forearm into the opposite corner. After bringing Page from out of the corner, Zero grabs him from the side, lifts him up and sits a back suplex, followed by an elbow drop. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Page kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Page is able to get his shoulder up after all of that.

Stephy Auger: It’s going to take even more than that to put Page away. Zero of all people should know that.

Zero picks up Page and whips him into the ropes. When Page comes back, Zero throws out a clothesline. But Page ducks and runs into the ropes. When Page returns, Zero knocks him down with a flying forearm smash. He makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Page kicks out.

Zero picks up Page and nails him with a right hand before going for an irish whip. But Page reverses, sending Zero into the ropes. When Zero comes back, Page sets up for a back body drop. But Zero counters with a Kickout DDT. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Page kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Page tried for that back body. But he telegraphed it and Zero made him pay.

Stephy Auger: He planted Page with that DDT.

Zero goes over and tags in Cyncity. Once Cyncity gets back in, she delivers a stomp to Page before picking him up. She then goes for an irish whip. But Page reverses, sending her in towards the corner. But instead of crashing into the turnbuckles, Cyncity performs a headstand on the top turnbuckle. Page sees this, so he runs over to knock her over. But Cyncity knocks him down with a mule kick. She then picks up Page, pushes him into the corner and unleashes a series of knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. She then takes Page and goes for an irish whip. But again, Page reverses. Page whips her across the ring and follows her into the corner. But instead of crashing into the corner, Cyncity runs up to the top turnbuckle, flips off and knocks Page down with the Emphatic Whispers to an explosion of cheers. She makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Page gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Outside of that cheap sneak attack at the start, this match has been controlled by the World Champ and his Number One Contender. But that’s what happens when you’ve got teammates that are actually on the same page.

Cyncity picks up Page and goes for an irish whip. But Page reverses, sending her into the ropes. But instead of coming back, Cannon yanks her down face first to the canvas to boos from the crowd. After yanking Cyncity hard to the outside, Cyncity falls off the canvas and lands stomach first on the outside. Cyncity gets up on all fours. But Cannon is quick to nail her with a punt kick to the ribs as the crowd continues to boo.

Kris Cruise: Cannon with the cheap shots on the outside! But wait, here comes her partner!

Zero sees this, so he hops off the apron and runs to the other side of the ringside area. He turns Cannon around and nails him with a series of right hands. But Page reaches through the ropes, grabs Zero by his beard and yanks him up onto the apron. After the two scuffle, Zero nails Page with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. He then goes for a vertical suplex back into the ring. But Page slips down from behind. He goes for a German Suplex. But Zero elbows him in the face. After performing a standing switch, Zero goes for a German of his own. But Page violently flings his head back and hits Zero in the face. After performing a standing switch, Page goes for a German Suplex. Just as he lifts Zero off the canvas, he gets nailed with an elbow to the face. After Zero lands on his feet, he performs a standing switch and pulls Page’s head back by grabbing his hair. He then nails Page with a European Uppercut to the back of the neck. While Page is doubled over, Zero sets him up for a pumphandle fallaway slam. But the cheers turn to boos as Cannon runs across the ring and knocks Zero down with a lariat. Cannon continues to put the boots to McHannon as Cyncity rolls back in. She runs over behind Cannon and leaps up onto his shoulders.

Kris Cruise: Is it Cynderana time!?

She goes for the Cynderana, but Cannon blocks her from wrapping her legs around his neck. He then positions his hands underneath Cyncity’s legs before thrusting up with his arms, sending Cyncity off of his shoulders. After Cyncity flips off and lands on her feet, Cannon turns around and throws out a lariat. But Cyncity ducks and runs towards the ropes. She uses the momentum to go for a handspring elbow smash. But Cannon knocks her down with a lariat.

Stephy Auger: He just swatted her out of the air, Cruise!

The boos continue as Cannon grabs Cyncity, runs and flings her over the top rope. But while Cannon turns away, Cyncity grabs a hold of and hangs onto the top rope. After stabilizing herself, Cyncity “skins the cat,” pulling herself over the top rope and back into the ring. But before she can turn around, Cannon knocks her down with a reverse roundhouse kick to the back of the head. Page then turns her over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Cindy just got coldcocked with that reverse roundhouse!

Stephy Auger: I’m surprised her head isn’t about 10 rows back.

Page picks up Cyncity and slams her face first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Cyncity around, Page pummels her down in the corner with a flurry of right hands. Once Cyncity’s in the seated position, he facewashes her before running into the far ropes. When Page returns, he connects with a running knee facewash. He then drags Cyncity from out of the corner before making the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

As Page slowly pulls up Cyncity, she begins nailing him with rights and lefts to the body. She then stands up and hits Page with a series of right hands. But Page cuts her offense off with a double chop to the throat. While she’s doubled over, Page hooks her arms and flings her across the ring with a double underhook suplex. The crowd boos as he then goes over and makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

Page goes over and tags in Cannon.

Kris Cruise: It looks like these two have finally decided to coexist.

Stephy Auger: Whatever issues they have, they can be put aside for the greater good. Which, in their mind, is beating Zero McHannon.

Once Cannon gets in, he repeatedly puts the boots to Cyncity. After reaching down and pulling her up, Cannon knees her in the midsection. He then takes Cyncity and whips her into the corner. Cannon sizes her up before running across the ring and connects with a corner knee strike. He then slips down, places Cyncity in a headlock and goes for a running bulldog from out of the corner. But Cyncity shoves her off of him and into the ropes. When Cannon returns, Cyncity throws out a clothesline. But Cannon ducks, swings around and grabs Cyncity from behind. Before Cannon can attempt a German Suplex, Cyncity runs into the ropes. She tries to hook her arms under the top rope and then jerk back to send Cannon rolling off of her. But Cannon’s grip around her waist is tight. So Cannon rolls back and goes for a German Suplex. But Cyncity backflips and lands on her feet. When Cannon turns over and gets back to his feet, Cyncity runs at him. She hops onto his shoulders and then turns herself so that she’s facing the same direction he’s in. But before she can fling back for the Cynderana, Cannon hoists Cyncity off of his shoulders. After Cyncity lands directly in front of him, Cannon quickly applies a waist lock. He then delivers a backward roll into a bridging German Suplex to boos from the crowd.

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TWO!
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Zero kicks Cannon’s leg out from under him, breaking the pin.

Kris Cruise: What a move that was! Thankfully, Zero was right there to break up the pin.

While Zero returns to the apron, Cannon picks up Cyncity and whips her into the ropes. When Cyncity returns, Cannon hoists her in the air for the Cardiac Arrest. But Cyncity counters the pop up with a dropkick, knocking him down as the crowd cheers. After both grapplers get up, Cyncity hits a spinning back kick to the gut, doubling over The British Mamba. She follows up with a single knee facebreaker, sending Cannon stumbling back. While Cannon’s dazed, Cyncity takes off into the ropes. When she returns, Cannon throws her down with a bridging Northern Lights Suplex.

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Zero delivers a stomp to Cannon’s gut, breaking the pin.

Kris Cruise: There goes Zero with another save. A lesser man would have let Cyncity get pinned.

Stephy Auger: One, who is to say she wouldn’t have gotten her shoulder up at two and a half? And two, of course Zero would constantly make the save so it’s something he can hold over her head.

Kris Cruise: Zero’s not that type of person.

While Zero returns to the apron, Cannon picks up Cyncity and whips her into the corner. He charges across the ring, but Cyncity nails him with a back elbow to the face. As Cannon stumbles back, Cyncity hoists herself up onto the middle ropes, dives off and plants him with a DDT. She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cannon gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Big diving DDT right there by Cindy Parker. But The British Mamba just got his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: He is not.

Zero calls for the tag, but Cyncity waves off him.

Stephy Auger: There goes Zero wanting to upstage her yet again.

Cyncity picks up and goes for an irish whip. But Cannon reverses, sending Cyncity into the ropes. When she returns, Cannon throws out another lariat. But Cyncity ducks and counters with a floatover spinning neckbreaker. She makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Cannon gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Great counter there by Ms. Parker. But Cannon’s still got plenty of fight left in him.

Zero calls for the tag, but Cyncity motions to him that she’s got this.

Stephy Auger: Apparently he couldn’t take the hint the first time.

Kris Cruise: He just wants to get in there so that his team can have someone fresh in the ring.

Stephy Auger: Oh, is that what they’re calling it now?

Cyncity picks up Cannon and sets him up for the YoshiT. But Cannon shoves Cyncity off of him and into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Cannon knocks her down with a running European Uppercut. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

Cannon picks up Cyncity, marches over and slams her face first into the top turnbuckle. He then tags in Page. Once Page gets in, Page brings Cyncity from out of the corner and whips her into the far ropes. When she returns, Page delivers a pendulum backbreaker. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

Page sits up Cyncity and applies a fish hook.

Kris Cruise: Page is trying to disfigure Cyncity! Get in there and stop this, ref!

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Page reluctantly lets go. He then hooks his index and middle fingers in Cyncity’s nostrils and tries to rip apart her nose.

Kris Cruise: Can you get any sicker?

Stephy Auger: It’s Jimmy Page. Of course he can!

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Page reluctantly lets go. He then reaches down and applies a neck crack.

Kris Cruise: Now he’s trying to snap Cyncity’s neck in two!

Stephy Auger: I don’t see McHannon trying to get in the ring now. He had no problems breaking up pins before. Get in there and break this up.

The ref asks Cyncity if she wants to give up. When she refuses Page jerks the neck.

Kris Cruise: You can see the pain written all over her face. Can Cyncity get out of this hold.

Stephy Auger: C’mon, Cindy, c’mon...

The ref checks in again with Cyncity and asks if she wants to give up. When Cyncity refuses, Page drops down a knee into the base of her neck. He then reapplies the neck crank.

Kris Cruise: Cyncity is looking worse for wear.

Stephy Auger: And Zero looks like he’s got a smirk on his face.

Kris Cruise: He does not.

Stephy Auger: How do you know? You can’t tell through that beard.

Crowd: CYNCITY!!! CYNCITY!!! CYNCITY!!! CYNCITY!!! CYNCITY!!! CYNCITY!!!

Kris Cruise: This hot crowd is trying to rally around Cindy Parker. Can she feed off of this crowd? Can she fighting her way out of the hold?

Cyncity slowly begins shaking her arms in unison with the chants. She slowly turns over onto her knees. After getting back to her feet, she nails Page with four elbows to the midsection. Once the hold is broken, Cyncity runs into the ropes. When she returns, Page throws her down with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. A defeated sigh, then a series of boos can be heard coming from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

The crowd bursts into cheers as Cyncity gets her shoulder up.

Page slowly picks up Cyncity… only to quickly turn her around and latches his arms around her waist. He goes for a wristlock into a short-arm elbow smash. But Cyncity ducks and counters with a Rolling Cutter.

Stephy Auger: Yes!

Kris Cruise: Page tried to end it with the Concussion~Grade III. But Cyncity just countered with the Glitter Driver!

With both grapplers down, the ref starts his count.

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FOUR!








FIVE!









SIX!






Cyncity dives over and tags McHannon back in, results in an explosion of cheers.

Kris Cruise: Here comes the champ!

As Page gets up, McHannon runs across the ring. Page feels him coming behind him, so he heads over to tag out to Cannon. Both dive over towards the corner. But while Page dives to make the tag, Zero dives and knocks Cannon off the apron with a flying forearm.

Once Page and McHannon get back up, they exchange rights and lefts. The crowd cheers until Page gains the advantage with a double chop to the throat. He then knocks Zero down with a straight right to the jaw. Page picks up McHannon, only to knock him back down with another straight right to the jaw. Page reaches down, picks up McHannon and repeatedly knees him in the midsection. While Zero’s doubled over, Page hoists him up for a gutwrench powerbomb. But Zero repeatedly nails him in the head with punches. After Zero slips down, he turns and takes off into the ropes. When Zero returns, Page knocks him down with a rolling big boot.

Stephy Auger: SOLE DESTRUCTION!

The crowd boos as Zero is turned inside out. Page then drops down and makes the cover.

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The crowd explodes into cheers as Zero gets his shoulder up.

Page picks up Zero and goes for an irish whip. But Zero reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Page returns, Zero sets up for a back body drop. But Page counters with a neckbreaker across the knee.

Kris Cruise: He just took Zero down with The Paralyzing!

As Zero slowly turns over and gets up on one knee, Page runs up from behind and blasts him in the back of the neck with the Boma Ye.

Kris Cruise: TRAUMA SYMPHONY!

Stephy Auger: He’s out!

Page turns Zero over and makes the cover.

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The crowd explodes into cheers as Zero gets his shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: How is he not out!?

Page yanks up Zero and scoop slams him over and over. After bringing Zero back to his feet, Page knees him in the midsection, doubling him over. He then lifts up Zero, runs across the ring and delivers a turnbuckle powerbomb. The crowd boos as Zero crumbles from out of the corner and falls to the canvas.

Page drags Zero away from the ropes, turns him over and makes the cover.

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The crowd explodes into cheers as Zero gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: He got his shoulder up again!

Stephy Auger: Where if he getting this from!?

Page picks up Zero and goes for an irish whip. But Zero reverses, sending Page into the corner. After Page crashes sternum-first into the top turnbuckle, he stumbles back into the waiting arms of Zero. McHannon hooks his arms, hoists him up and delivers a chicken wing gutbuster. Zero then picks up Page and delivers a fireman’s carry gutbuster. He makes the cover.

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The crowd boos as Page gets his shoulder up.

Zero picks up Page, turns and delivers a hangman’s neckbreaker. He brings Page back to his feet and delivers a vertical suplex left dropped into a neckbreaker. He makes the cover.

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The crowd boos as Page gets his shoulder up.

Zero picks up Page and goes for an irish whip. But Page reverses, sending him into the ropes. But before Zero can come back, Cannon latches onto his back and applies a half nelson. He then repeatedly tries to half nelson suplex Zero from the ring to the floor. But Zero uses his free arm to hang onto the ropes to block the move. Cyncity rounds the ring post, runs along the apron and delivers a shoot kick to the small of Cannon’s back. Page sees this, so he runs over to attack Zero. But Zero moves out of the way, causing Cannon to get nailed with a running big boot.

Kris Cruise: Page just accidentally knocked Cannon off the apron!

When Page turns around, Zero lights him up with right hands. He then takes Page and goes for an irish whip. But Page reverses, sending Zero into the ropes. When Zero returns, Page sets up for a back body drop. But Zero stops and counters with a twisting brainbuster. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Zero hoists up Page for a sitout powerbomb. But Page nails Zero with an elbow to the head. After slipping down and landing in front of Zero, Page turns him around and grabs him from behind. He goes for the Concussion~Grade III. But Zero ducks, lifts him up and delivers Zero-Tolerance to an explosion of cheers.

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Cannon delivers a soccer kick to the small of the back.

Kris Cruise: Cannon just saved Page!

Cannon picks up Zero, delivers a single leg pickup and rams him back first into the corner. The crowd continues to boo as Cannon delivers an alternating series of back elbows and elbow smashes. But Cyncity turns Cannon around and nails him with a right hand… and another… and another. She then takes Cannon and goes for an irish whip. But Cannon reverses, puts on the brakes, turns and whips her back into the corner, where she crashes into McHannon.

Stephy Auger: Oh no!

As Cyncity stumbles back, Cannon hooks her from behind and hurls him over his head with a half nelson suplex.

Stephy Auger: What a suplex that was by The British Mamba!

While Cyncity’s down, Cannon turns over on all fours and watches her, waiting patiently to strike. As Cyncity slowly begins to rise, so does Cannon. He’s about ready to throw out the Roundhouse Kick when Zero comes out of the corner, grabs Cannon from behind and turns him around. But Cannon uses the momentum to clock McHannon with a discus elbow, knocking him down to boos from the crowd. When Cannon turns back around, he sees Cyncity on her feet. When Cyncity turns around, Cannon throws out the Roundhouse Kick. But Cyncity ducks, causing the ref to get caught with the kick.

Kris Cruise: The ref just got struck with that kick!

Cannon looks down and sees the ref out cold. When he turns around, Cyncity nails him with a series of right hands. The crowd cheers as Cyncity hammers away at The British Mamba. While Cannon's dazed, Cyncity takes off into the ropes. When she returns, Cannon turns her inside out with a lariat to boos from the crowd.

Stephy Auger: Cannon nearly decapitated Cyncity with that lariat!

Kris Cruise: McHannon’s down! Cyncity’s down! The British Mamba is standing ta-

There is a sudden commotion within the crowd. This catches Cannon’s attention. The British Mamba raises a curious eyebrow before rolling to the outside. A commotion that gets increasingly louder as more and more people can see what the camera crew cannot - until it soon becomes clear exactly what the source of the commotion is once Johnny Karma emerges through the crowd and vaults over the crowd barrier before arena security can get close to him, and the second he reaches ringside he makes a beeline for Johnny Cannon.

Kris Cruise: It’s Johnny Karma!

Stephy Auger: What is he doing out here!? How has he not been thrown out of the building!?

Karma charges towards Cannon, practically running through Goodrich as he does so, before he reaches his target and charges him back-first into the crowd barrier before he tees off with a series of hard rights to Cannon’s face before he grabs Cannon and runs him face-first into the ring apron, keeping hold of Cannon so he can run him towards the crowd barrier and hurls him clear of the barrier into the crowd, quickly climbing over the barrier to get to Cannon just as arena security once again rush down the ramp in an attempt to separate the pair of them

Kris Cruise: These two are out of control!

Stephy Auger: You’re right, which is why Karma should have been thrown out of the arena! I knew he was going to ruin this match!

Members of the crowd jostle Cannon as he tries to create some distance between himself and Karma, at which point Quinn Goodrich catches Karma with a forearm to the back of the head, creating enough time for Cannon to get his bearings about him and giving him time to grab Karma and toss him into a stack of the fans’ seats that cause the crowd to part like the Red Sea as fans duck out of the way to avoid getting hit by flying chairs, fists or wrestlers from one direction, while from another direction arena security are jumping the crowd barrier to try and get to the two me, and with all this going on Quinn Goodrich is standing over the downed Karma and giving him a dog’s abuse while Cannon - until he gets grabbed by security and bundled out of the way

Kris Cruise: Pandemonium has broken out tonight, Stephy!

As arena security march Goodrich away, Cannon picks Karma up by the hair and looks to hurl him into another pile of chairs, but at the last second Karma elbows him in the ribs to break his momentum, then elbows him again to loosen Cannon’s grip and connects with a forearm to Cannon’s face, only for Cannon to rake the eyes and turn tail, looking to get the hell out of Dodge as arena security converge upon their location and he makes his way to the nearest exit - but even then, Karma continues after him despite having his vision impaired, so once Cannon makes his way through the exit he is soon followed by Karma, with numerous members of arena security right behind them.

Back in the ring, Zero can be seen smirking as Cannon hightails it. As he backs away from the ropes, Page slides in from the other side of the ring with a steel chair in hand. As soon as Zero turns around, Page swings the chair violently at him…

Kris Cruise: NO!

… but Cyncity shoves Zero out of the way and gets waffled in the head with the chair. The ref sees this and immediately calls for the bell. The crowd falls silent at the sight of Cyncity’s limp body laying face down on the canvas.

Stephy Auger: Zero just dove out of the way of that chairshot!

Kris Cruise: What!?

Stephy Auger: Zero just dove out of harm’s way and let Cindy get hit with the chair!

Kris Cruise: He did not!

Stephy Auger: Boy, with friends like Zero, who needs enemies?

The silence that engulfed the arena is soon filled with a wave of boos. Satisfied with what he’s down, Page tosses the chair down before stepping away and slipping through the ropes. Back in the ring, Zero turns around and is shock as he sees Cyncity face down on the mat.

Zero scrambles over towards her. He calls out to her, but she doesn’t answer. He then begins pushing on her back to try and get a response. But he gets nothing but silence. He then yells at the ref to get help. While the ref signals for medical assistance, Zero places his hands on his head in shock. He continues to attend to Cyncity. But he's not getting a response. Zero is soon moved out of the way as medical personnel tends to the number one contender.

Winners by Disqualification: Zero McHannon & Cyncity