Flashpoint (05.21.17)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

Last Time on…



Izzy Anders wanted Cordy Stevenson and Johnny Karma to fight to decide who would get the championship match at All-Star Showdown Six. But in the end, it was Anders and Savannah Taylor who decided to take matters into their own hands…

Just as both grapplers start to pick themselves off the apron, Heroes Never Die slide into the ring. The crowd erupts with Izzy Anders runs over knocks Karma down with a running European Uppercut as Savannah Taylor flattens Stevenson with a yakuza kick. The ref immediately calls for the bell.

Geoff Penzer: Izzy Anders!? Savannah Taylor!? What in the hell are these two doing out here?

The boos continue as Anders put the boots to Karma. She then unbuckles the FGA Undisputed Championship from around her waist and whacks Karma across the back with it over and over. Cherry Baum gets on the apron and yells at Anders to stop. The Mindkiller responds by running over towards the ropes and swinging the championship at Cherry. Ms. Baum narrowly avoids getting hit as she hops down to the floor.

Geoff Penzer: Izzy Anders was going to hit Cherry Baum with the belt! What in the hell is Izzy thinking!?

Back in the ring, Taylor mounts on top of Stevenson and hammers away with punches to the face. After choking Stevenson, the Las Vegas Siren grabs Stevenson by the hair with both hands and repeatedly rams the back of her head against the canvas.

Across the ring, Anders picks up Karma, grabs him by the arm and delivers a double knee armbreaker. While Karma is sprawled out on the canvas, Anders steps out onto the apron before climbing to the top turnbuckle. She then crouches down as she scans the crowd through narrowed eyes. Once The Mindkiller stands up, she leaps off and delivers a diving double knee drop across the arm.

Geoff Penzer: Izzy Anders and Savannah Taylor are trying to take out Anders' top challengers for her championship! Why isn't someone out here to stop this!?

Taylor rolls to the outside, kneels down and lifts up the ring skirt. After pulling out a steel chair, she tosses it into the ring.

Geoff Penzer: Great, just what this needed! A steel chair!

Taylor rolls back in, picks up the chair and folds it out. She then picks up Stevenson and whips her into the ropes. When Stevenson returns, Taylor drop toe holds her face-first onto the chair. The crowd erupts with boos as Stevenson's face bounces off the seated of the chair.

Geoff Penzer: My Goodness, did you hear how hard her face smacked against that chair!?

Taylor folds the chair and throws it down on the canvas before bringing Stevenson back to her feet. She then grabs Stevenson from the side before driving her down face-first onto the chair with the Blond Ambition (forward russian leg sweep).

Geoff Penzer: As if sending Stevenson face-first into the chair once wasn't enough! What the hell!

Taylor heads over and sits up Karma while holding the chair in front of his face. Anders then runs into the ropes. When she returns, she delivers a Penalty Kick into the chair, kicking it right into Karma's face.

Geoff Penzer: The Mindkiller continues her assault on the 2017 Gold Rush Rumble winner! Why isn't anyone out here to stop this!?

Anders picks up Karma and lifts him up with the help of Taylor. Heroes Never Die then plant Karma with a spike piledriver onto the chair

With Anders down one less challenger and Karma now without a partner, who will step up to help him fight off Heroes Never Die!? Find out… TONIGHT!

[FGA Office]

"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed plays as a video package is shown of various FGA grapplers making their way through various entranceways. The video then switches to various FGA grapplers getting kicked, punched, slammed, suplexed and dropped onto the mat....

Come inside and be afraid
Of this impressive mess I've made
If you take a look now you will find

I have thrown away my vice
Done away with paradise
See what's going on inside my mind
Please let me out
Please let me out
Please let me...

After dramatic slow motion shots of various grapplers flipping off the top turnbuckle, the video switches to the Flashpoint logo as the chorus kicks in.



The video fades to an outside shot of the Ryan Center in Kingston, Rhode Island. We then transition inside to a wide shot of the arena. The camera then pans around, capturing the excited crowd. An FGA chant breaks out throughout several sections of the crowd...

"THE CHAMP IS HERE!"

Drum beat.

"THE CHAMP IS HERE!"

Drum beat.

"THE CHAMP IS HERE!"

A final drum beat.

"THE CHAMP IS HERE!"

The intro of Jadakiss's "The Champ is Here" plays as a precursor to Izzy Anders' arrival. The crowd already starts their intense jeers before the arena falls into darkness. Soft taps of piano keys echoes among the arena, with the occasional cry of a pained soul. The arena is baptized in a faded pink color, cycling through that and a deep blue color. The camera shows many fans displaying their hatred with middle fingers and glares.

You can depend on Cud Life to kill it
Having guillotine dreams with my enemies, oh
See 'em in the ditch, see 'em out, hit the exit
Can't stand to hear a bitch nigga mouth

Izzy Anders strolls out onto the stage, with a microphone in hand. She wears a Heroes Never Die shirt, which only inspires more boos to come. She sports some stitches from her affairs in HELL, but for the most part, she’s still apt and ready to speak to the masses. She makes her way down the ramp, bobbing her head to her theme, while stroking the FGA Undisputed Championship. She stops in front of the hard camera and presents the championship. She rubs it nicely, acting as if she was displaying it on some sort of game show. When the camera trains on it for a moment, Izzy flings the championship over her shoulder in the ring and gives the operator a shove. She slides into the ring and sits there for a good moment, cross-legged. She takes her championship and places it on her lap, waiting for her music to die down. When it does, she hears the open hatred that the FGA audience has for her.

Izzy Anders: I travel quite a bit, wrestle in a lot of different places, but when I come back home, it’s always nice to have this warm reception.

Her snide remark gets the crowd going more.

Izzy Anders: So first things first, I’m not going to namedrop folks. Last time I was out here, I just had to rub my victory in some folks’ faces. I don’t need any stupid, little chants breaking out. Gosh, you people follow my every command, if you know it or not. I mention some loser out there and you all start chanting for them like they’re going to miraculously show up...and get their ass kicked by yours truly. No, you guys only get to hear me talk about the most important thing in the whole entire world right now.

Izzy places her championship on her shoulder.

Izzy Anders: The fact that I have changed the whole groundwork of FGA again! This time, I changed the biggest match at All-Star Showdown with a few good chair shots and my best friend on my side. Oh gosh, yes, I said that Karma and Cordy should handle the thing about the number one contendership on their own terms. But you know, that’s the lazy way. That’s not the Izzy Anders way.

She sneers, before looking around the arena.

Izzy Anders: The Izzy Anders way is to walk my happy ass down to my ring and beat the crap out of someone until I get my way. And guess what I did. I gave Cordy a concussion and saved her from any further embarrassment. Her stepping out here and acting like she has a shot at what I earned really got me going. It should have gotten Karma going, but we know that Karma trying to, erhm, turn over a new leaf.

Izzy pauses, just to let the fans take their time cheering over the line. She rolls her eyes.

Izzy Anders: But I bet somewhere in that weird mind of his, he’s thanking me for giving him this chance. No triple threats, just an one-on-one match, which he has been hoping for since the last time we’ve faced off. He wants his revenge on the biggest stage of them all, and all you want to see him succeed. You want Karma to win the big one, right?

The crowd pops loudly; Izzy stands up off the ground.

Izzy Anders: You want Karma to beat me and finally become FGA UNDISPUTED CHAMPION!

The arena starts to rock as they cheer for the challenger. Izzy, on the other hand, seems there with them, but then she stops. She scowls and shakes her head.

Izzy Anders: You idiots, this is the worst thing that could happen to Karma.

The cheers become boos almost immediately.

Izzy Anders: Minus all of the obvious signs pointing to me beating him, you have to see the factors.

A beat.

Izzy Anders: Cordelia Stevenson was the only person that could save him from anything that is going to happen at All-Star Showdown.

She cracks a smile, leaning on the ropes casually.

Izzy Anders: Who is to say that I don’t have Savannah come down and jump him. I don’t have to pin him to retain the belt. I’m not the one to respect tradition or silly crap like that. I’m obviously not above ruining all of your good fun and making you waste your money. Because my objective is to walk out of All-Star Showdown with this belt, not to entertain you like every other fool back there. I can have Savannah beat him down, and make it easy. I could go get a chair and crack him in the head. I have countless ways I can walk out of All-Star Showdown, alongside the easiest of them all.

She sighs.

Izzy Anders: I can just beat him like I have done with every other bastard that tries to step up to me. But instead of sitting here and just speculating, let’s bring the man out here. C’mon, Karma, let’s talk this out.

The champion starts to motion towards the entranceway, waiting for Karma to follow suit - yet instead she’s met with a very different sight, as rather than see Johnny Karma walk out at the top of the ramp instead she sees Cherry Baum walk out, mic in hand, and she hardly looks pleased to be in the same room as the FGA champion...but Izzy appears delighted, openly laughing at Cherry walking out into the arena to stand in her way, yet at the same time she’s dying to hear what Karma’s ring announcer has to say for herself

Cherry Baum: I take it you remember me, Izzy? I’m the one you sucker-punched a few months back, and we all know why you did it, don’t we?

Feigning indignation at Cherry’s tone, Izzy continues to openly mock Cherry as she stands in the ring

Cherry Baum: It’s because you're nothing more than Howard Stern - you have to “shock” people to get them to pay attention to you, and that’s all you’ve got. Cordy knows it, J-K knows it, and I’m sure if you do a poll of the locker room…

With a loud “awww”, Izzy interrupts Cherry.

Izzy Anders: Look at little Cherry coming up to me. Did Karma feed you those lines or do you actually have an opinion? That’s kind of cool, but you do know that stepping into the ring here and talking down to me is a dangerous thing.

She walks over to Cherry, resting her hand on her shoulder, for as long as Cherry will allow her.

Izzy Anders: You see, I punched you last time to prove to Karma one thing during my very thorough teaching, but now, things are a little different.

She makes the gesture with her fingers, peeking at Cherry through him.

Izzy Anders: There’s absolutely no reason for me to break your cute, little neck right now. It’d make me a horrible person, and I wouldn’t want to do that truly. But when the side item wants to come out here and run their mouths, I kind of get this urge to hurt them. With that said, let me reply to your “opinion”.

She clears her throat.

Izzy Anders: Everything in professional wrestling is about shock value. People tuned in to Only the Strong Survive, because the thought of me winning put them on edge. It left them breathless when I actually won. Now, I get to “shock” them with each action I take from here on out. And I will “shock the world” when I beat your main man at All-Star Showdown. It’s simple.

A scowl comes on her face.

Izzy Anders: But to say that it is all I got? Way to spit in my face, Cherry. If it is all I got, I wouldn’t have made it here. I wouldn’t have become the best Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion in FGA history. I wouldn’t have all of these people wanting for someone to stop me. I wouldn’t have become the thing that Johnny has been trying to be since he came into this company...the one thing that he’ll never be.

Her glare intensifies on Cherry, radiating a hostile aura towards the ring announcer.

Izzy Anders: Because if I’m only “shock value”, then Karma is just a few New York quips and a fistful of broken dreams.

Johnny Karma: Am I now?

Closing her eyes in a combination of frustration and annoyance, Izzy slowly turns around to face Johnny Karma, who is stood on the ring apron behind her with a mic in hand, and he’s looking at Izzy with a combination of contempt and outright pity

Johnny Karma: Let’s recap everything you’ve done ever since you begged and pleaded for as much help as you could get in order to steal a title you don’t deserve. So far you’ve set fire to the belt, you and your bestest friend in the whole wide world have attacked the people facing you for that title, and now you're threatening to commit murder on network television. So what’s the plan for the next show Izzy? Are you going to dig up one of my ancestors and use them as a ventriloquist's dummy? Or how about you go the whole hog and start a thermonuclear war with France, because that’ll get you a lot of attention...for the few seconds before you get vaporised into insignificance.

Stepping through the ropes into the ring, Karma approaches Izzy and he looked goddamn determined to say his piece

Johnny Karma: These weekly temper tantrums of yours got old real quick, Izzy. In fact, they got so tiresome that people were already sick and tired of you throwing your toys out of your pram in front of a paying audience before you’d even started that dumpster fire - which sums you up better than any combination of words in both dialects I could use. And as for your point saying shock value is the “only” thing that matters…

Karma takes a step forward, placing a hand on the FGA Championship belt that rests on her shoulder, maintaining eye contact the entire time

Johnny Karma: …this is something that matters, because the second this title is out of your hands there is no reason for anyone to pay attention to you ever again, and what will you do when that happens? What can you do? You already shot your bolt by doing the worst that you can do within the first couple of weeks and you're running out of material.

Izzy makes a “tch” noise before shooting her hand up to grab Karma’s wrist. She pries it off her championship and shoves his arm downward.

Izzy Anders: Firstly, Karma, if I had to dig up anyone, it would be dear old grandpa, but that’s aside the point.

She hisses while she wipes off her championship. Karma narrows his eyes at the barb, but adjusts well enough. He knows that she just said it to get under his skin, but he won’t allow it.

Izzy Anders: The point is, we’re talking in the world of hypotheticals. What happens if Johnny Karma does beat Izzy Anders for this belt here? On the biggest stage FGA got?

A beat, and then a playful shrug from Izzy.

Izzy Anders: I would do what any good competitor would do, and use that rematch clause to get another title match. And just like how I’ve always done en route to this very moment, I would make sure that everything plays in my favor. Because Karma, you got to remember one thing about us.

I deeply remember having you baffled and so lost that you didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t find an answer to the Izzy Anders problem before and I bet you haven’t figured it out by now. And that’s your issue. So far, you’re firing potshots, thinking you got some firepower, but Karma, you’re shooting blanks, bud. You’re failing to see the big picture here.

She pauses, looking around at the jeering audience. She looks back at Cherry, before her eyes focus back on Karma.

Izzy Anders: Even if you do win, the Izzy Anders Problem doesn’t go away. The audience won’t forget about me. And I still have “loads of material” that you haven’t seen yet. Right now, I’m having the most fun I have ever had in this nasty business, in this sh*tstain of a company. And if you ruin my fun, by some miracle, by beating me. I’ll just come back and I’ll have to hurt you.

Her eyes widen crazily, as memories of a past incident flash back through her mind.

Izzy Anders: And when I hurt people, they tend to disappear for a good while. Sometimes, they disappear forever.

She places a friendly hand on Karma’s shoulder.

Izzy Anders: I know I won’t scare you, because you’re one of the bravest guys on the roster, but I am giving you a clear warning. Don’t push me, keep this on strictly professional level, because like I said to Cherry...I don’t give a rat’s ass about what I have to do anymore. And I will stop at nothing to make sure that I keep my dreams alive. It’d be a shame if FGA lost you, Karma. People like you quite a lot now.

Just like Cherry did, Karma brushes Izzy’s hand off, but unlike before, Izzy returns her hand with some force.

Izzy Anders: Tonight, you got the element of surprise on your side. Don’t mess it up.

She releases his shoulder before dipping out of the ring. As she starts up the ramp, her eyes gloss over, ignoring everything around her. That is until Karma says something, catching her attention. She stops with a dreary grin on her face, but doesn’t turn fully around.

Johnny Karma: I don’t recall saying that we were finished here, Anders.

Narrowing his eyes as he glares at the back of Izzy’s head, Karma’s voice drops a couple of octaves as he addresses her more forcefully than he usually would

Johnny Karma: Since you're in the business of issuing threats as if they were a birthday present, here’s one of my own: if you mention my grandfather one more time, if you even think of bringing him up, the only thing you’ll ever be remembered for is the statistic that will say you were the only person in the history of that title to never have a single title defense, because I will end you before you get to All-Star Showdown. Think about that: no title defense, no rematch, and no reason for anyone to listen to you throw another temper tantrum because nobody respects you. And you know why they don’t respect you, right? It’s because they’ve met you.

As Karma continues to get more heated, Cherry appears at his side and tries to talk him down

Johnny Karma: That’s the thing, Anders, nobody would care if you walked up that ramp and kept on walking out the door because you're nothing more than a leech that can only survive by making everyone around it miserable, and you know what people do with leeches? They tear them off and throw them back where they belong, and that’s where you're headed sooner than you think.

The camera rounds about to the front of Izzy Anders. She stands there for a moment, giving the chill visual of a gleeful grin on her face. She rolls her tongue in her mouth before continuing on her way. Not a word. Not a gesture. Nothing. The camera then goes back into the ring to Karma, promptly starting to calm down via Cherry’s presence. The camera then fades to commercial break.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Hércules Cortez vs. The Handsome & Classified Gentleman

The opening to "I wanna be a cowboy" by Boys Don't Cry plays, The Handsome and Classified Gentleman walks out. In his left hand he has a stick horse and he tips his hat as the words speak about it to the ladies in the crowd. Around his waist he has a lasso to amplify his cowboy dream, he straddles the stick horse and he waves is $1 looking cowboy hat in the air and yelling, "YIPPY YO YO YO!?" and than throws it into the crowd before he gallops his way to the ring.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from “Gorgeous” Glen Oaks, New York! Weighing in at 176 pounds! He is THE HANDSOME & CLASSIFIED GENTLEMAN!

Before he gets there he takes a detour and to gallop all the way around the ring waving his lasso and threatening to lasso some "lucky lady" before rolling into the ring and taking bow to the crowd as he is introduced to them. He places his accessories in his corner and pulls a carrot out of hit tights pretending to feed it to his horse, than he stands there in his matching wrestling attire.

Geoff Penzer: It’s been awhile since we’ve seen The Classified Gentleman competing in an FGA ring. But he’s got a tough task in his return in the form of a ticked off six six Legionary.

The marching sound of “Legio XIII” intro fills up the arena as the lights begin to flicker. Then, out of the curtain comes Hércules Cortez. He stands in the middle of the stage looking sideways to the crowd as he begins a march down to the ring.

Melanie Sierra: And his opponent, from Bariloche, Argentina! Weighing in at 265 pounds! He is “The Legionary” HERRRRRRCULESSSS CORRRRTEZZZZ!!!

Once in front of the apron he swiftly moves towards the staircase, he hits the top of the staircase and runs towards the ropes. He surveys the crowd once more as he enters the ring, extending his arms as he exhales.

Geoff Penzer: Hércules Cortez was highly upset after his big debut was ruined with his loss to Susan Kent. He immediately tried to get some Retribution with a post-match attack. But Kent was wise to get the heck out of dodge. Unfortunately for The Classified Gentleman, I don’t think he’ll have the luxury of escaping to safety.

The bell sounds as THCG rushes over to Cortez and throws out a dropkick. The dropkick connects, but it fails to knock the big man down. So THCG returns to his feet and runs into the ropes. When THCG returns, Cortez throws out a clothesline. But THCG ducks. When Cortez turns around, the crowd cheers as THCG lights him up with a series of alternating punches and chops. He then turns and runs into the ropes. When THCG returns, he goes for a crossbody block. But Cortez catches him in mid air.

Geoff Penzer: Oh boy. This doesn’t look good...

Cortez walks around the ring shaking his head before hurling THCG over his head with a fallaway slam. The crowd boos while THCG arches his back in pain.

Geoff Penzer: Cortez just threw The Classified Gentlemen into the fifth row with that fallaway slam!

After THCG pulls himself up into the corner using the ropes, he turns around as Cortez charges across the ring and connects with a clothesline. The boos continue as he delivers a series of back elbow strikes, followed by a series of knee strikes, followed by a series of shoulder thrusts. The Legionary then takes THCG and whips him into the opposite corner. He then charges across the ring and connects with a corner body avalanche, sending THCG crumbling from out of the corner.

Geoff Penzer: Cortez nearly knocked all the air right out of The Classified Gentleman with that body avalanche.

After dragging THCG towards the center of the ring, Cortez reaches down, latches onto his neck and yanks him back up to his feet. From there, he goes to lift THCG up with a one arm chokeslam. But THCG elbows him in the face on the way up. After THCG lands on his feet, he runs back into the ropes. When he returns, the crowd boos as Cortez scoops him up across his shoulder and brings him down with a Samoan Drop.

Geoff Penzer: It looked like The Classified Gentleman had a slight opening. But Cortez was right there kill any momentum.

Cortez picks up THCG and whips him into the ropes. When THCG returns, Cortez turns him inside out with a Discus Lariat. The boos continue as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

The crowd boos when “Legio XIII” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, HERCULES CORTEZ!

The ref goes to raise Cortez’s arm. But Cortez pulls his arm away from the ref. Cortex then walks into the corner to where the camera is. After pointing directly into the camera, he makes a braking motion with his hands.

Geoff Penzer: Cortez picks up his first FGA victory with a win over The Handsome & Classified Gentlemen. But it also looks like he was sending a message loud and clear to Susan Kent post-match...

[FGA Office]

The scene opens backstage in the Ryan Center, with the camera focused on Amanda Johnson. She smiles to the camera and as she starts to speak, the camera pans back to reveal her interviewee standing off to the side as she kicks things off.

Amanda Johnson: I’m here with Logan Alexander, who in a little while will be facing off against Stunray in singles action.

She turns to face him and he nods to her in acknowledgement.

Amanda Johnson: So Logan, what are your thoughts regarding this upcoming match?

Logan Alexander: I believe that this match is a definite step up the difficulty curve for me. John Blade gave me pause a few times two weeks ago during our match on the last Flashpoint, but I expect that Stunray is going to give me more than that in this match.

Amanda Johnson: What leads you to believe that?

Logan smirks slightly and glances towards the camera.

Logan Alexander: Well, I know that Stunray isn’t having a great run of success as of late. He didn’t have a particularly notable run in the Gold Rush Rumble. Then he lost to the debuting James Edwards and the following week he lost out on a chance to get into contention for the Pride championship. Going through setbacks like that can really start to weigh on you. But he had a breakthrough last week. He pinned Daniel Widdel in the middle of the ring and picked up a victory he’s probably been looking for on both a personal and professional level.

After you go through a stretch where you can’t seem to pick up a victory, and then you finally snap it, you come back with even more behind you in order to pick up the next win. You get a taste of success and you don’t want to slip and fall back again. That is exactly what I expect to be stepping into the ring against tonight. I’m betting on getting into the ring with a more focused and determined Stunray than has been seen in the last few weeks, or maybe in over a month. He’s going to be out there to fight and he’s looking to win. He’s certainly capable of beating me tonight. He has the skills and he has the confidence.

Smiling just a bit more, Logan glances back towards Amanda.

Logan Alexander: Although… that second item might be something of a slippery slope for him.

Amanda Johnson: His confidence? How so?

Logan Alexander: Confidence on its own usually isn’t a problem… to start with anyway. You always need to have blind faith in your abilities to start off with, but if you continue to let that blind faith go unchecked, then you get into the downside of confidence… arrogance. That turns out to be one thing that Stunray is absolutely swimming in. That’s not a good thing for him. Making comments about companies you’ve ‘conquered’ in your past and how you’ll ‘conquer’ the one you’re in… that’s arrogance. Saying something like that after going about two months between victories in the ring though, that’s unwarranted arrogance. Those kinds of competitors tend to make mistakes in the ring… hence the losses piling up. I make it my job to capitalize on other people’s mistakes. That’s very bad news for Stunray.

Amanda eyes Logan questioningly for a few moments.

Amanda Johnson: So you seem to think that you have a firm grasp of your opponent and his abilities, but doesn’t that potentially lead you to be overconfident yourself? What if you’ve misjudged Stunray?

Logan pauses, seeming to consider his answer before offering it..

Logan Alexander: Sure. That’s always a risk if you think that you ‘know’ your opponent. But I never try to sell my opponents short. I know that Stunray can potentially beat me in the ring and I already expect him to come out and wrestle better than he has been recently. Should he continue to compete the way he has been, I expect to walk out with a win tonight. If he steps up his game, which is what I expect, then we’ll get a really good match out there and then we’ll see which one of us is the better.

But… I do have other concerns.

Amanda Johnson: Oh? What other concerns might you have apart from Stunray tonight?

Logan gaze grows more serious.

Logan Alexander: Daniel Widdel and Aimee Vaughn Widdel.

Amanda seems quite surprised by that response.

Amanda Johnson: What issues do you have with them?

Logan Alexander: None. At the moment anyway.

He lets out a breath.

Logan Alexander: Whenever I step into the ring with someone who’s been feuding in and out of the ring with someone else, I do my best to look into the situation and anticipate what might happen when there’s a chance it could affect me. Aimee showed up for one of Stunray’s matches a few weeks ago and tried to distract him. Stunray just beat Daniel last week, then she came out and had a staredown with him, and that really seemed to bother him. Considering the animosity that is there between Aimee and Stunray, I wouldn’t be surprised if there ends up being company out there during our match… and I really hope that we don’t. I don’t want any sort of antics to be involved in my match. I don’t want to be cheated out there and I don’t want to win because someone else couldn’t keep their nose out of things either. At the end of any match, I don’t want there to be any excuses in the result.

His gaze narrows as he continues.

Logan Alexander: But if something does happen out there tonight, I might just do something about it.

Amanda looks surprised again, and seems about to follow up, but Logan cuts her off before she can ask anything.

Logan Alexander: Now, if you’ll excuse me, my match is next and should go and get myself in place to head out there.

She looks disappointed by that, but seems to grudgingly accept it.

Amanda Johnson: Of course. Thank you for your time Logan.

Logan nods to her and turns to walk away.

Logan Alexander: Certainly Amanda. Until next time.

With that, Logan walks out of the shot and the scene fades out.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

We cut backstage where Hércules Cortez is seen in his locker room taking off his ring gear. He seems to be talking with a smaller guy wearing a suit. This smaller guy looks lanky, but seems to have a lot of energy in him, since he’s gesturing a lot to Cortez as he seems to be explaining things and searching on his phone all at the same time. Just then Amanda Johnson appears knocking on the door.

Amanda Johnson: Excuse me! May I have a word with Mr. Cortez?

The lanky guy moves a bit to see the door, as Cortez’s body was in the middle, and didn’t allow him to see the door clearly. Hércules, just takes a deep breath and looks sideways to the door, as his companion puts his phone in his pocket and addresses Johnson.

Lanky Guy: Yes, anything you need?

Johnson gets closer to the duo as he speaks.

Amanda Johnson: I just want to have a reaction from Cortez after his match.

The suit wearing guy lets out a chuckle and speaks.

Lanky Guy: So, you’re trying to do what your colleague failed to do before Vertigo… you’re trying to get Cortez to speak… is that so?

Johnson shrugs and answers the question.

Amanda Johnson: Well… yes. Can I have a word from Cortez?

The guy puts his right hand over Johnson’s shoulder and speaks.

Lanky Guy: Look at me, bebe… how do I put this. There’s a reason Cortez didn’t say much to your colleague. Cortez doesn’t like to speak, but I do. As a matter of fact everything you’ve heard from him on social media, what little he has said… it was me who put it there. But since you want a reaction to tonight’s match so badly… I will give it to you.

Cortez looks at the interviewer, laughs and continues to take his ring gear meticulously, as the lanky guy speaks to Burke.

Lanky Guy: What you saw tonight, was nothing. When Cortez vows to destroy, he does just that… and destruction will continue until little miss Kent… decides to face Cortez once more. Because all of you saw what happened at Vertigo. She didn’t win, even if that’s what the record book says… she just got lucky.

So, Susan… consider this a message from Mister Cortez… he will break everyone in pieces… unless you show up.

The lanky guy once again puts his right hand on Johnson’s shoulder and speaks to her.

Lanky Guy: Now, if you’ll excuse us… I was talking important business with my client, right when you decided to interrupt us, so… shoo… shoo…

As Johnson gets out of the locker room we go to a break.

[FGA Office]

The first thing the audience hears is the sound of clapping. It's too quick and irregular to be applause. Something has to be making the odd music, perhaps a game of hot hands? However, the mystery is spoiled by the camera operator turning the corner to find James Edwards seated on the floor with his back against the wall. He is quickly passing a baseball pack and forth between his hands at a frantic pace, and like the last time the FGA audience saw the Burning Heart, his eyes aren't leaving the ball.

James Edwards: I know it's a pain in the ass, coming to me instead of me coming to you. I appreciate it, though.

Maybe James expects a word or two of gratitude, but the silence suggests that he would be better off finishing up whatever he requested screen time for.

James Edwards: Hey, can't blame a guy for trying to be polite. So the powers that be heard me yellin' for a fight and delivered. I don't like having to call their bluff every few weeks, but what choice do I have? I don't have enough wins to be on their radar, and with a roster like this, it's easy to get lost in the shuffle. I ain't one to be lost for long.

Mark Storm, huh? That's a name I've heard tell of a lot. I remember one time a nothing from Texas said I was a second-rate Mark Storm; something about how I bounced around the country from one place to another with nothing to show for it. Honestly, I figured the guy was a quick flame out and never amounted to a damn thing. Then I saw em' in action for the first time, and my perception shifted pretty quick.

He finally quits playing his odd game with the ball and looks straight into the camera.

James Edwards: I couldn't touch the guy during the battle royal. He had an answer for everything I threw at him, including my best shots. Storm is close to breakin' through here in FGA. When he's lost, it has been close, too close for my liking. Losses like those give a fighter a desperate edge which means they aren't gonna take a night off. Which in turn means the fight is gonna be nasty.

The look in his eyes is uncomfortable. He reaches for his ball, eyes still on camera, and runs the fingers on his right hand over the stitching.

James Edwards: I'm here to do the same thing as Storm. I wanna prove to the world and myself that I'm not out of my depth here; that I'm just as damn good as the rest in one of the best collections of talent in the fightin' world.

He damn well better not buy into the myth that I'm some cheap imitation. We've walked in the same circles, just at different times. The stories there should be a wake-up call; ones about a guy who makes the rounds and never settles down; a man not afraid to walk wearin' the cloak of the unknown; an old boy not afraid to start at the bottom of the pit and battle his way to the light.

When I heard those stories, they were about a man named Storm, and when heard them, I have a feeling about they were about me.

On Vertigo, this is about two ghosts finally meeting up in the night. So much alike but with one difference: one will be a hero still lookin' for answers, and one will be a burnin' soul back on the rise.

Silence again as his attention turns back to the ball and a level of comfort he won't be afforded when he enters the eye of Mark Storm.

[FGA Office]

Logan Alexander vs. Stunray

The signature guitar riff of “Psycho” by Muse blasts into the excited air and a chorus of boos emanates from the sold out arena. The drums start pounding away and Stunray strides out onto the stage with his arms outstretched into the air. The camera zooms up to him as he stops dead center on the FGA stage. He moves his outstretched hands inward multiple times as if he’s asking for more negativity. He puts his arms down and begins to walk down the ramp towards the squared circle. He ignores the outstretched hands of adults and children alike as he focuses on the ring.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Rochester, New York! Weighing in at 235 pounds… STUUUUNRAAAAAY!!!

He reaches it, climbs the stairs and walks along the ring apron. He lifts his arms again as he reaches the center of the apron and looks upwards towards the lights to the tune of an unimpressed crowd. He slowly drops his arms before climbing between the second and third ropes, into the ring.

Geoff Penzer: Stunray picked up a win over Daniel Widdel last week on Vertigo in a tag team match with Evan Envi. But that was not enough for either man. That is why at All-Star Showdown Six: Night One, we will be getting the long-awaited one on one match between Stunray and Widdel! There’s been nothing but growing tension between these two for months. But things will really come to a head on June 24.

“Endless Possibility” begins to play through the arena. Partway through the instrumental opening of the song, the camera begins panning the crowd. It takes a little while, but the camera eventually settles on the sight of Logan Alexander making his way through the crowd as he heads towards the ringside area. He slaps the outstretched hand of fans while others pat him on the arms and back as he makes his way past, with a half smirk on his face as he goes.

Melanie Sierra: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 229 pounds! He is “Chaos Stryke” LOOOOGAAAANNNN AAAAAALEXXXXAAAAANDERRRR!!!

Once he reaches the ringside area, Logan climbs over the ringside barricade at the nearest corner and then makes his way over to the closest set of ring steps and climbs up to the ring apron. From on the ring apron, he regards his opponent already in the ring for a couple of moments, then climbs between the top and middle ropes and enters the ring. He turns towards the near corner and climbs up to the second turnbuckle and spread his arms wide to either side of him, smiling out towards the crowd as he encouraging them on.

He then climbs down and makes his way over to another corner and repeats the process, doing so until he’s been to all four corners of the ring.

After climbing down from the last set of turnbuckles, Logan turns to regard his opponent again before walking over to the side of the ring closest to the timekeeper’s area. He removes his sunglasses and tucks them into a pocket of his jacket. He then removes his jacket and passes it through the ropes to a technician at ringside. He turns to regard his opponent again, while moving to a spot in the corner of the ring across from them. He leans back against the turnbuckles as he awaits the opening bell.

Geoff Penzer: Logan Alexander recently picked up his first FGA win with a victory over John Blade. But tonight he gets a different challenger in the form of Stunray. Alexander’s been around the block, having made his debut in 2004. But Stunray has him beat by three years as he debuted in 2001. This is going to be a battle between two technically sound vets. Let’s get right to it!

The bell sounds as the two veterans circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Stunray gains the advantage after a knee to the midsection. The boos continue after he slaps on a side headlock. He wrenches in the hold before taking his far hand and delivering a punch, sending Chaos Stryke staggering away to boos from the crowd. But Stunray doesn’t stay behind for long. While Alexander supports himself with the top rope while trying to shake off the blow, Stunray comes up from behind and delivers a back rake. After turning Alexander around, Stunray delivers a stiff knife edge chop. After another hard chop, Stunray goes for an irish whip. But Alexander reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Stunray returns, he knocks Alexander down with a crossbody block.

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Alexander kicks out.

Stunray picks up Alexander, moves him into the corner and delivers a trio of chops. He then takes Alexander by the wrist and goes for an irish whip. But again, it gets reversed. Alexander then runs across the ring into the corner. But Stunray blocks with a back elbow to the face. Stunray then hoists himself up onto the middle ropes. But before he can try anything, the crowd cheers when Alexander reaches over, grabs him by the leg and yanks him off the ropes. After Stunray crashes onto the canvas, Alexander lifts up his right leg and quickly drops down into a leg grapevine.

Geoff Penzer: Just like that, the submission specialist slaps on a hold.

The crowd cheers while Alexander’s got the submission applied. The ref asks Stunray if he wants to give up. When Stunray refuses, Alexander arches his back, applied even more pressures.

Geoff Penzer: Stunray is really feeling the effects of that submission now. But can he hold on?

Stunray can be seen covering his face with his hands while he howls in pain. The ref asks him again if he wants to give up. After he refuses, he lifts up his free leg and swings it down violently across Alexander over and over until the hold is broken. After both men return to their feet, Stunray connects with a straight right to the jaw. After a left cross to the midsection, he takes Alexander and sends him for the ride. When Alexander bounces back, Stunray throws him down with a back body drop. He turns around and makes the cover.

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Alexander kicks out.

Stunray picks up Alexander, grabs him by the back of the neck, runs and tosses him through the ropes and to the floor. While Alexander goes to pull himself up on the outside, Stunray turns and takes off into the far ropes. When Stunray returns, he goes for a baseball slide. But Alexander side steps. As soon as Stunray slides underneath the bottom rope and lands on his feet, the crowd cheers when Alexander throws him down with an STO.

Geoff Penzer: Chaotic Impact!

Alexander picks up Stunray and rolls him back inside before rolling himself back in. He then wisely drags Stunray away from the ropes before making the cover.

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Stunray kicks out.

Alexander picks up Stunray, moves him into the corner and returns the favor with a series of knife edge chops. He then brings Stunray from out of the corner and whips him into the far ropes. When Stunray returns, Alexander throws out a kick to the midsection. But the kick is caught! The cheers turn to boos as Stunray taunts Alexander. But the boos turn right back to cheers when Alexander knocks him down with an enzuigiri. He then pulls Stunray over and makes the cover.

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Stunray gets his shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: Stunray’s paid for his cockiness there!

Alexander picks up Stunray and goes for a vertical suplex, but Stunray blocks before quickly reversing into a small package.

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Alexander shifts his weight over on top of Stunray…

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Stunray shifts his weight over on top of Alexander…

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Alexander kicks out,

After both men scramble to return to a vertical base, Stunray doubles Alexander over with a boot to the midsection. He then grabs Alexander and lifts him up for a vertical suplex. But Alexander slips down from behind, grabs Stunray from behind and drives him down with a forward russian leg sweep. The cheers continue as he turns over Stunray and makes the cover.

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Stunray gets his shoulder up.

Alexander picks up Stunray and whips him into the ropes. When Stunray returns, Alexander sets up for a back body drop of his own. But Stunray sees it coming, so he counters with a sunset flip. But Alexander is able to roll through it. After quickly returning to his feet, he tries to turn Stunray over and lock on the Perfect Chaos Theory (Edgecator). But Stunray is able to slither out of his grasps and roll to the outside.

Geoff Penzer: Stunray nearly got locked inside Alexander’s signature maneuver there. He’s lucky that he got away.

The crowd boos while Stunray circles the ring and slows down the action. Once he’s ready, Stunray slowly climbs up the steps and steps back through the ropes. The two grapplers begin to circle the ring before stopping to size each other up. They then head towards the center of the ring for a lock up. But Stunray doubles him over with a boot to the midsection. After a forearm shot to the face, Stunray takes Alexander and shoots him into the ropes. When Alexander returns, Stunray delivers an inverted atomic drop, followed by a dropkick. He then follows up with three straight elbow drops before making the cover.

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Alexander gets his shoulder up.

Stunray picks up Alexander and doubles him over with three knees to the midsection. He then hooks both of Alexander’s arms and goes for a double underhook suplex. But Alexander counters with a back body drop.

Geoff Penzer: “Not so fast!” says Alexander with that reversal!

Stunray gets back to his feet. But Alexander knocks him back down with a right hand. Stunray returns to his feet, only to return to the mat with another right hand. When Stunray gets back up, Alexander throws out a third punch. This time, Stunray ducks and counters with an eye rake. The boos continue as he doubles Alexander over with a boot to the midsection and follows up with The Moss Covered Three Handled Family Gredunza.

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Alexander gets his shoulder up.

Stunray picks up Alexander and whips him into the turnbuckles. Stunray then jumps, jumps and goes for the Stunray Splash (Stinger Splash). But Alexander moves out of the way, causing Stunray to crash into the turnbuckles. While Stunray stumbles back, Alexander brings him down with a Lungblower. The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Stunray gets his shoulder up.

Alexander picks up Stunray and whips him into the ropes. When Stunray returns, Alexander scoops him up from the side and delivers a pendulum backbreaker. He then brings Stunray back to his feet, lifts him up and delivers a vertical suplex. After heading into the corner, Alexander climbs up onto the middle ropes and delivers an elbow drop. He makes the cover.

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Stunray gets his shoulder up.

Alexander picks up Stunray and whips him into the ropes. When Stunray returns, Alexander delivers an inverted atomic drop of his own and follows up with a russian legsweep. After returning to his feet, Alexander lifts up Stunray’s right leg and delivers three elbow drop to it. He then returns to his feet once more, lifts up the leg and applies a figure four leg lock.

Geoff Penzer: Alexander’s got the figure four locked in! You can see the pain written all over Stunray’s face as he’s trapped right in the center of the ring.

The crowd cheers while Stunray howls in pain. The ref asks him if he wants to give up. But Stunray refuses. He then reaches over and rakes Alexander across the eyes, breaking the hold.

Geoff Penzer: Well that’s one way to get out of a figure four…

Once Stunray returns to his feet, he goes over and puts the boots to Alexander. He then picks up Alexander and whips him into the ropes. When Alexander returns, Stunray delivers a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker using the left knee. While Alexander is down, Stunray returns to his feet and tries to shake out his right leg. He then steps out onto the apron and points to the top turnbuckle, eliciting boos from the crowd.

The lights of the arena suddenly switch off, causing a disturbance to the ongoing match. After a brief moment, the lights switch back on with both Stunray looking around in confusion.

Geoff Penzer: What’s going on here?

The attention is suddenly drawn towards the video screen to a platinum blonde woman with medium length hair. The name ‘Delta Madison’ pops up at the bottom corner of the screen. What appears to be a prerecorded interview, Delta spoke with uneasiness.

Delta Madison: ...I’m not too keen going on topic about my personal life. If you know me, you would know I’ve dealt with some volatile relationships.I want to proclaim I am a survivor, rather than a victim…”

The clip seamlessly cuts to Delta looking more relaxed, with an apparent smile on her face as she spoke.

Delta Madison: “A relationship to me is being with someone who is on the same wave-length. Having an understanding of each other’s faults and just accepting who they are. No one is perfect in but it takes a lot of teamwork to make a fulfilling relationship…”

The short video fades with Stunray the only one captivated by the video, losing complete focus of Alexander.

Geoff Penzer: This is strange. Stunray is mesmerized by that woman in the video.

When Stunray turns around, Alexander kicks him in the midsection, lifts him up and drops him with an Implant DDT.

Geoff Penzer: Chaotic Shockwave! Stunray took his eye off the ball and he got dropped on his head because of it.

While Stunray is face down on the canvas, Alexandr over over to his legs and locks in the Perfect Chaos Theory.

Geoff Penzer: There it is! Perfect Chaos Theory! He’s got it locked in tight!

Stunray howls in pain while the ref asks him if he wants to give up. Stunray shakes his head, refusing to quit. Stunray continues and continues to refuse until he can’t any longer and begins to vehemently shake his head. The crowd cheers when the ref signals for the bell.

The crowd cheers when “Endless Possibility” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, LOGAN ALEXANDER!

The cheers continues as Alexander gets his arm raised.

Geoff Penzer: Two up, two down for Alexander as he picks up yet another win. If he keeps this up, he’s going to make a lot of the grapplers around here start to take notice. On the other hand, that was a tough loss for Stunray. I don’t want to see he had the match one. But it looked like he had control of things until that video distracted him. I don’t want to point finger. But Daniel and Amiee Vaughan Widdel wouldn’t be behind something like this, would they?

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

LAST WEEK

Chandler reaches into his back pocket with one hand, unfolds a white sheet of paper and holds it up for all to see. The main camera zooms in on the paper. There is in fact only one name on the sheet. And that name is none other…

























































… than Felicity Banks.


A collective gasp, followed by an eruption of cheers can be heard throughout the crowd. Several shots of fans in the crowd are shown. Some fans place their hands on their heads in disbelief. Some fans are seen turning to each other and fight fiving. Some fans can’t contain their excitement and jump up and down or shake their friend nearby. Others drop their jaws...

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!

The camera cuts back to Chandler, who has a big smirk on his face. He then makes his way over to the ropes before resting his arms across the top rope.

Chandler Scott: I think it’s about time we find out who really reigns supreme, wouldn’t you agree?

Chandler raises eyebrow. He then smiles as he takes in the crowd’s excitement for the match.

Chandler Scott: What do you say, Felicity? You and me? First time ever. A Dream Match for the ages. You and I…

Chandler slowly turns to his left and smirks. A camera cut reveals Chandler staring up at the All-Star Showdown VI sign. The crowd in Rio Rancho go nuts.

Chandler continue to stare at the entrance way. That is, until he hears the shocked gasps of the Rio Rancho crowd. Chandler slowly turns around and looks down. The reveal of two scorpions on the canvas sends the Rio Rancho crowd into a frenzy.

























Felicity Banks: SUPREEEEEEEEEEMAAAAAAAAAAAH!


Suddenly “Malevolence” by New Years Day fills the arena speakers, the crowd in a frenzy!

Kris Cruise: Is she here?!

Stephy Auger: Certainly seems that way!

Not even a few seconds later, Felicity comes out onto the stage wearing a plain white sweatshirt that reads: “I reign Supreme.”

Chandler watches as Felicity marches down the aisle, a slick grin on her face as she ignores the crowds ovation and stares directly at the former two-time World Champion. The Supreme stops to exchange some words with a fan wearing a “Chandler Reigns Supreme” shirt and rolls underneath the bottom rope. She pops up to her feet and her music dies down, but the audience? They can’t help themselves.

Crowd: LETS GO FEL!!!

Crowd: CHANDLER SCOTT!!!

Crowd: LETS GO FEL!!!

Crowd: CHANDLER SCOTT!!!

Crowd: LETS GO FEL!!!

Crowd: CHANDLER SCOTT!!!

Felicity tells Chandler “I guess you have your answer” before she drops the microphone and exits the ring. As Felicity makes her way up the aisle, Chandler nods, knowing that his challenge has been accept.

Kris Cruise: I cannot believe what we have just seen here tonight, Stephy! Chandler Scott laid down the challenge! Felicity Banks accepted! We're getting Chandler vs. Felicity at All-Star Showdown Six! My Goodness, what an announcement! I... I don't even know what to say

Geoff Penzer: What an announcement that was from one week ago. Chandler Scott threw out the challenge and Felicity Banks was right there to accept. Never did we think we'd see these two icons in a wrestling ring together. Never did we think we'd ever see these two go one on one. In an era where people are wrestling from multiple companies at a time, it's a shock that neither of these two wrestling stalwarts have ever been in the same place at the same time. Until now. This is a Dream Match for the ages and FGA is proud to present it to you on June 24... in the MAIN EVENT of All-Star Showdown Six: Night One! I can't wait for that one!

[FGA Office]

Thy Kingdom Come vs. Bean Bands, Rhett Bands and Jenner Bands

“Amazing” by Kanye West hits, lifting the fans to their feet in a fit of rage. White and pink strobe lights start to flash throughout the arena. Within seconds, Ricky Valero emerges from the back in a leather jacket over top of his ring gear. He’s laid back and focused, knowing tonight is a big night for him as well as the rest of the FGA roster. He is flanked by his newest associates, Nate Bristow and Tully Barnes, who follow closely behind him with huge smiles on their faces as they taunt the capacity crowd.

Melanie Sierra: The following Six Man Tag Team Match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of 277 pounds! They are the team of Ricky Valero, Nate Bristow and Tully Barnes… THYYYY KINGDOM COOOOOOME!!!!

Valero climbs up the steel steps and slips into the ring while Bristow & Barnes run to opposite sides of the ring before hopping up onto the apron themselves.

Melanie Sierra: And their opponents, BEAN BANDS, RHETT BANDS and JENNER BANDS!

The Band Brothers raise their arms in the air to a mild reaction from the crowd.

Geoff Penzer: We’ve seen Bristow & Barnes help Ricky Valero get the numbers advantage over Owen Gonsalves and Chris Bond over the last several weeks. But the odds have been evened since Luke Jackson made his return to FGA. Now with both sides at full strength, we’ll see these two opposing sides collide at All-Star Showdown Six: Night Two in a Six Man Tag Team Match. From what I gathered earlier, according to Thy Kingdom Come, this is going to be a sign of things to come at the pay per view...

The match starts with Barnes walking up to Bean and shoving him back. Once Bean walks back over and gets in Barnes’ face, Barnes piefaces him.

Geoff Penzer: Straight up disrespect there by the surly Tully Barnes.

When Bean turns around, Barnes doubles him over with a boot to the midsection. After knocking Bands down with a clubbing strike across the back of the neck, Barnes reaches down, slowly pulls him up by the ears and delivers an inverted atomic drop, followed by a swinging neckbreaker. He then points at the Bands corner while he bounces into the ropes. When Barnes comes back, he delivers a pointed elbow drop across Bean’s face. The boos continue as he pins Bean while pressing his forearm down across Bean’s jaw.

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Bean kicks out.

Barnes shakes his head at Bean for kicking out. After returning to his feet, he yanks up Bean, marches into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle, After turning Bean around, Barnes doubles him over with several punches to the midsection. After placing Bean in a side headlock, Barnes rakes his eyes across the top rope. Once Barnes lets go, Bean staggers into the Kingdom corner, where Valero turns him around and holds his arms back. Barnes then makes his way into the corner and tags Bristow in. Once Bristow gets in, he delivers several open hand chops across the chest. The slaps echo throughout the arena. After tagging Barnes back in, the duo take Bean and whip him into the far ropes. When Bean returns, the crowd boos as they run him over with a double running shoulder block. As Barnes makes his way out onto the apron, Bristow places his foot on Bean’s face for the cocky cover.

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Bean slaps Bristow’s foot off his chest.

Offended that Bean had the audacity to take a swipe at him, Bristow reaches down, yanks up Barnes and whips him into the ropes. When Bean returns, Bristow knocks him down with a back elbow to the face. Bristow reaches down, yanks Bean back up and whips him into the ropes. When Bean returns, Bristow flattens him with a running back elbow to the face. He then places his foot on Bean’s face before delivering a spinning boot scape.

Geoff Penzer: Bristow’s trying to bust up Bean’s face as best he can.

Bristow reaches down, grabs Bean by the wrist, yanks him back to his feet and knocks him down with a short-arm lariat. Without letting go of the wrist, Bristow yanks Bean back up to his feet before turning him inside out with another short-arm clothesline. After peeling Bean up off the canvas, Bristow connects with a hard European Uppercut to the back of the neck, sending Bean stumbling over into the Bands corner. Both Rhett and Jenner Bands look at each other with a concerned expression.

Geoff Penzer: Neither Bands brother looks like they want to get in the ring with that savage.

Rhett slowly tags himself in. Once he gets in the ring, he and Bristow begin to circle the ring. They then go in for a lock up. But Bristow ducks down and pulls Rhett down to the mat with a single leg takedown. After calling Barnes into the ring, Barnes scurries over and grabs the other leg. After Bristow & Barnes lift up Rhett’s legs, they deliver a wishbone. The crowd boos while Rhett curls up in pain.

Geoff Penzer: Rhett will be hitting all the high notes tonight after that one.

Bristow reaches down, peels Rhett off the canvas and whips him into the corner. He then charges into the corner and connects with a running corner forearm smash. After bringing Rhett from out of the corner, Bristow sends him down to the mat with a snapmare and follows up with a low-angle dropkick to the back of the head. He makes the cover.

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Bean breaks up the pin with a stomp to the back.

Bean heads back over towards the ropes. Once he steps halfway between the ropes, Bristow runs over and kicks up the middle rope, blatantly hitting Bean between the legs with the rope as the crowd erupts with boos. Bean howls in pain as he crumbles off the apron and to the floor.

Geoff Penzer: Bristow just kicked that hard cabe rope right into Bean’s nether regions!

Bristow marches back over and puts the boots to Rhett. He reaches down, pulls up Rhett, grabs him by the hair with both hands and throws him down with a mat slam. Bristow reaches down, yanks Rhett off the canvas and throws him down face-first on the canvas with a reverse mat slam. Bristow then picks up Rhett, lifts him up onto his shoulder and delivers a Turnbuckle Powerbomb into the Bands corner. While Rhett crumbles to the canvas, Bristow walks back across the ring and tags in Ricky Valero.

Geoff Penzer: Now here comes the ring leader. The last time we saw him in the ring, he cost Owen Gonsalves his chance at a #1 Contender's Match for the Pride Championship...

Once Valero gets in, Jenner can be seen reaching through the ropes and tagging himself in. He then charges across the ring at the leader of FGA’s latest trio. But Valero counters the oncoming attack with an overhead belly to belly suplex. The crowd boos as Jenner is hurled across the ring. After landing on the mat, Jenner slowly turns over and gets back to his feet. From there, Valero runs over and connects with a front dropkick, sending Jenner flying backwards into the turnbuckles. Valero then marches over and puts the boots to Jenner’s chest before delivering hard scrapes across the face. After reaching down, Valero pulls up Jenner and hangs him upside down in the Tree of Woe. As Valero heads out onto the apron and scales to the top turnbuckle, Jenner slowly sits up. Valero then leaps off the top turnbuckle and knocks Jenner down from out of the corner with Burying the Hatchet (diving double foot stomp). Valero slowly pulls up Jenner from behind, locks him inside a Cobra Clutch and throws him down with The Franchise Tag (cobra clutch suplex). He makes the cover.

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The crowd boos as “Amazing” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here are your winners, THY KINGDOM COME!

The crowd boos as all three men raise their arms in victory.

Geoff Penzer: Thy Kingdom Come have sent a message to the trio of Owen Gonsalves, Chris Bond and Luke Jackson. But let me tell you. If they think that a match against those three is going to be as easy as this match was against the Bands Brothers, then they’ve got another thing coming...

[FGA Office]

The Flashpoint feed cuts backstage and we find Amanda Johnson standing in front of a large television screen with a microphone in hand, blocking a clear view of the picture that was displayed. She flashed her pearly whites at the camera before addressing the viewing audience.

Amanda Johnson: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, joining us via satellite feed from Osaka, Japan… The FGA Pride Champion, Chris Madison!!

Amanda takes a step to the side, revealing Chris Madison on the television screen. Chris is sitting down on a chair in what looks to be a hotel lobby, wearing his Always Ready For War FGA licensed t-shirt with the FGA Pride Championship draped over his shoulder.

Amanda Johnson: Chris, thanks for finding the time to answer a few questions for us; I know your schedule has been pretty hectic as of late.

Chris Madison: Yeah, never a problem.

Amanda Johnson: Well I’m going to jump right to it and press you about your first Pride Championship defense against Savannah Taylor.

Madison smirked and shrugged his shoulder, fully expecting the interview to focus on the number one contender and their match at All-Star Showdown six.

Chris Madison: Amanda, I wouldn’t expect anything else.

Amanda Johnson: On AfterBurn, after Vertigo, you seemed to think that your championship match against each other was taking a backseat to her ongoing relationship with FGA Undisputed Champion, Izzy Anders.

Chris Madison: Izzy Anders is a very smart woman. Right now, she’s on top of the mountain and she knows that people are coming at her from every direction possible. You have Johnny Karma, winner of the Gold Rush Rumble, set to take her on at All-Star Showdown. You have Cordy Stevenson, former champion, itching for a rematch. Chandler Scott, Felicity Banks, the list goes on and on. Izzy needs someone to help her deflect all of the challengers away from her. That’s Savannah’s role. Unfortunately it’s going to take away from her capability of focusing on herself and taking this Pride Championship away from me.

Amanda Johnson: I’m sure Savannah Taylor would disagree.

Chris Madison: You’re right. I’m sure she would disagree. But I don’t need to convince you otherwise… Last time on Flashpoint, Savannah Taylor made it perfectly clear what mattered most to her. She was in the final two of the battle royal. She beat Mark Storm to become the number one contender for this championship. How does she celebrate arguably her greatest night in FGA? By doing Izzy’s dirty work and interfering with her in the main event match. Cordy Stevenson, Johnny Karma, they play no role in chasing my championship. If she’s going to take a serious stab at taking this belt from me, she’s going to have to step out of Izzy Anders’s shadow and be her own woman!

Before Amanda has a chance to respond, the sound of slowly clapping hands coming closer cuts her off. Stepping up next to her is the woman in question, Pride Champion number one contender, Savannah Taylor. Savannah is shown wearing her black and white entrance robe over her ring attire ahead of tonight's main event.

Savannah Taylor: Bravo. Bravo indeed.

She looks from Amanda, then back at the screen, then back at Amanda.

Savannah Taylor: Please, don't stop talking on my account.

Amanda Johnson: Chris, obviously as you can hear, we’re being accompanied by the challenger to your Pride Championship, Savannah Taylor…

Chris Madison: Impeccable timing…

Amanda Johnson covered the lower half of her face while snickering.

Amanda Johnson: Last week Savannah said that she's interested to see how you transition from being the hunter to the hunted; does the role reversal have any effect on how you prepare for your opponent?

Chris Madison: No it doesn't. When I was chasing Molly Reid, this championship belt was my top priority. Now that I'm champion, this belt is still my top priority. I don't care who the committee grants title shots to. I'm restoring the prestige and honor that this championship once held one title defense at a time. Hopefully Savannah takes this title match as seriously as I am; if not, the fans are going to be treated to be floored by how one sided this match will be at All-Star Showdown Six.

Obviously he couldn't see her, but Savannah couldn't help but roll her eyes as he was talking. She then turns her attention to Amanda.

Savannah Taylor: Obviously Chris doesn't quite know me as well as he thinks he does. If he knew anything and if he did his homework as he claims to do, then he would know that he is going to be in for more than he bargained for in the City of Angels.

She bites the tip of her tongue to keep her words in check.

Savannah Taylor: But what else would I expect from someone who has decided that being clear across the world is more important that scouting his next challenger up close and in person?

Chris Madison: Being across the globe doesn't mean I won't be watching as you fight another one of Izzy’s battles for her! We’ve been in the ring together. I've seen you dig deep and give it everything you had, only to fail! That realization that you couldn't put me away ate at you so much that you tucked your tail between your legs and bailed after cracking me in the head with a steel chair. You couldn't beat me two and a half months ago and you won't be able to beat me next month when the titles on the line at All-Star Showdown. The sooner you realize that the sooner you can drop this contender charade and stick to what you're best at, Izzy Anders lackey!

Amanda Johnson remained quiet but inched the microphone slightly towards Savannah Taylor. Savannah pauses for a second before shaking her head.

Savannah Taylor: The champ seems a bit worked up, wouldn't you say?

She says with traces of sarcasm in her voice.

Savannah Taylor: But that is fine. Let him think that all I am good for is Izzy’s sidekick. Let EVERYONE keep thinking that. Come All Star Showdown…...I’m proving you, Chris and everyone else wrong.

Chris Madison: Savannah, you haven't seen worked up just yet. I hope, for your sake, you're taking this opportunity that you earned seriously. No matter how badly you want to, you can't avoid me forever. Some time in the not too distant future, we’re going to be standing face to face, and you'll realize that you've got yourself a mountain to climb with no one to give you a helping hand.

Amanda Johnson: I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say that we’re in store for one hell of a Pride Championship match at All-Star Showdown!

Savannah Taylor: Hold that thought, Amanda.

Savannah brushes her hair back and stands as straight as she can.

Savannah Taylor: Chris, I want you to realize something. Everything you think you know about me, every bit of second hand knowledge….it is going to be all for nothing. The Savannah Taylor that you and everyone else sees and THINKS that they know isn't even showing up in Los Angeles. Instead the woman that IS showing up...well, all I'm going to say is…..have freaking fun.

Chris Madison: No need to threaten me with a good time Savannah. I've said it since the first day that I returned to FGA. I'm here because this company presents me with the toughest fights out there. And at the end of the day, that's all I'm looking for. Those are the kind of matchups that this championship deserves. I hope you're not blowing smoke up everyone’s asses and at All-Star Showdown we witness the coming out party for the real Savannah Taylor!

Madison presses down on the armrests of the chair and rises to his feet.

Chris Madison: Unfortunately it just might not be enough! Now if you’ll excuse me, I have prior engagements that I have to attend to.

Chris snatched the microphone from his shirt and placed the equipment down on the chair before stepping away from the interview.. Once he was finished exiting the interview and the feed cuts out, Savannah stands there with her head bent slightly and her hands placed on her hips. A few seconds pass before Savannah picks her head up and a grin is shown on her face. Her blue eyes seem to twinkle somewhat mischievously.

Savannah Taylor: You see that? That is a man who knows his days are numbered yet is too proud to realize it.

She gives Amanda a little grin and a wave of her fingers as she walks off to further prepare for the main event.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

We come back from the break to see a visibly angry Stunray pacing through the halls in the backstage area. He yells loudly.

“DANIEL!? AMIEE!? WHERE ARE YOU!!?”

Stunray grabs a large suitcase and tips it over, causing it to crash to the ground loudly. He continues down the hallway until he sees a table littered with cables and cords. He flips it as well, causing the mess of cords to make an even bigger mess on the ground. He pauses and looks down a perpendicular hallway but doesn’t see anyone. He goes down it anyways.

Stunray comes to a door and reaches for the handle. He turns it and pushes but nothing, it’s locked. Without any forethought, he backs up and puts his boot into the door near the handle with a large amount of force. The door immediately swings open to reveal a locker room.

Stunray enters it only to find it is completely empty. He grabs a large wall mounted television and rips it off the mount, sending it crashing to the ground. Glass shatters and covers the floor. He groans loudly and puts his hands on his hips while he tries to clear his head and figure out what to do. The camera cuts away.

[FGA Office]

Familiar Voice: Buenos Dias, Kingston!

The crowd pops for this because...well, of course they do. This is a wrestling show and this is a wrestling crowd. They’re going to go bananas for the cheap pop.

Familiar Voice: Please allow me to introduce myself. I’m a man of wealth and taste. I snack on danger, dine on death, and daaaaance with the devil! I am the standard bearer south of the border, a champion among champions, and a prince among fools! But most importantly…

A body comes bounding out of the entrance way and throws his hood back, holding a microphone.

Pedro Gonzales: I am the Favorite Son of Mexico City! PEDROOOOOOOO GONZALES!

Maritza Diaz steps out of the entranceway, confused and wondering exactly what the hell her man’s doing now. Pedro doesn’t miss a beat.

Pedro Gonzales: Aaaaaaand this woman right here need no introduction. But I’m going to give her one anyway. She’s the pillar of pride, the tower of power, too sweet to be sour! And trust me, amigos, you do not want to get her angry. She is the People’s Princess! MARITZAAAAAAAA DIAZ!

The confusion doesn’t dissipate from her face as she walks to the ring with the Favorite Son bounding ahead of her.

Pedro Gonzales: We thirst for your blood! We hunger for your gold! We have a labido for the lucha! Yet you may ask yourselves…"who are you guys?" And we shall answer in kind.

Like a cat, he glides into the ring almost effortlessly.

Pedro Gonzales: We are the second coming! Bueno Club Último! POR-R-R-R-R VIDA!

Although the fans knows that most of what Pedro’s saying is utter bullshit, the enthusiasm and outright gusto in his delivery is appreciated by some. Diaz, however, has her own questions.

Maritza Diaz: (leaning in trying not to be heard by the entire arena.) Papi? What’s with all the theatrics? You feeling ok?

She semi-succeeds in her mission to not be heard. Though if the mic didn’t pick up her word, the cameramen that are already in and around the ring certainly did. Pedro shrugs.

Pedro Gonzales: I’m experimenting. I had to try it at least once. Anyway! Since we’re here, many of you can safely assume that it’s almost time for our match to start and you would be correct. But I wouldn’t be the bueno man I am without welcoming Avaset and Eloria to Frontier Grappling Arts with open arms and…

He flings off his cape completely and magically reveals--

Pedro Gonzales: GIFT BASKETS! Now granted, it was pretty hard to figure out exactly what to get the lady albino friend...so I just gave her a normal basket. But I think I’ve more than made up for it with our world class Diamond Package just for the Crown Jewel herself.

Pedro sets them down on the canvas. Maritza’s eyes are immediately drawn to Ava’s basket as she picks it up. Examining the contents, all the color drains out of her face.

Maritza Diaz: Papi, you really shouldn’t be giving this to any woman.

Mexico City’s Favorite Son plays innocent.

Pedro Gonzales: Oh? Why’s that?

Maritza Diaz: Because it’s insulting! I mean… (she picks up a can) spray tan?

Pedro Gonzales: Well, I doubt that her tan is all that natural. Besides can you imagine how hard it is to find tanner that doesn’t make you look like an oompa loompa?

She picks up a box.

Maritza Diaz: Hair dye?

Pedro Gonzales: Her roots are showing. I’m being respectful towards her facade of being a blonde badass.

Then she picks up the bigger box. Her eyes go wide with shock.

Maritza Diaz: T-TAMPONS?!

Pedro Gonzales: Last I checked, a man buying a woman tampons isn’t the end of the world. She may need them.

Maritza Diaz: But 96 of them!

Pedro smirks.

Pedro Gonzales: I never said she was going to use them all at once.

“Kill V. Maim” by Grimes strikes up across the arena as the fans begin booing. Avaset Kaiser leads her partner to the ring. She already looks a bit perturbed, perhaps she was watching backstage and heard the whole conversation. Eloria, on the other hand, has a rather amused smirk on her face as Ava takes the ring stairs and Eloria just slides directly through the bottom rope. Prior to entering the ring, The Crown Jewel glares at Pedro and shakes her head. She then steps through the ropes, and doesn’t even bother to say anything to either of her opponents as she walks past them. As she does, Ava whips her hair out of her face in their direction before approaching the ropes and receiving a microphone. She eyes the gift basket that Pedro offers her with a smile. Kaiser’s blue eyes look at the gift basket, Pedro, Maritza, then back to Pedro again. She doesn’t seem too pleased, but Eloria is practically laughing under her breath.

Avaset Kaiser: Is this your idea of some sort of joke? If so, it is not the least bit funny. To be perfectly honest, I kind of feel bad for dearest Maritza if...

Once again, Pedro pushes the Diamond Package gift basket toward Avaset, but she responds in what we might view as a complete overreaction to Pedro’s gesture whether it was sincere or not. When it seems as though The Crown Jewel is going to say something more, she clocks Pedro over the head with the microphone causing a huge thud over the sound system. Pedro goes stumbling back against the ropes where Maritza checks on him complete with glares back in Avaset’s direction as Eloria drags her kicking and screaming away from the center of the ring.

Pedro Gonzales & Maritza Diaz vs. Through Diamond Eyes

Geoff Penzer: This one has gotten heated already before the opening bell! Both of these teams are jockeying for position in the burgeoning tag team division. Both of these teams know that a win will get them one step closer towards a coveted championship match. But things between both sides have been taken up a notch after what we’ve just seen here tonight.

After Master gets Kaiser to calm down, The Crown Jewel heads out onto the apron. In the opposite corner, Diaz wants to start things off for her side. But Gonzales reassures her that he’s okay and that he’s fine with starting things off for his side.

Once Diaz heads out onto the apron, Gonzales motions over towards Master and goes to initiate a lock up. But Master throws out a low kick, forcing Gonzales to step back. Gonzales then circles the ring while he keeps his eyes locked on Master. After sizing her up, he heads over towards her and motions for a lock up. But Master throws out a savate kick feint, which forces Mexico City’s Favorite Son back.

Geoff Penzer: Gonzales is trying to watch out for the educated feet on Master.

Gonzales continues to circling the ring. After Gonzales motions for a collar & elbow tie up, Master throws out another kick. But this time, Gonzales is able to catch it. The crowd cheers while Gonzales shakes his head at Master. But the cheers turn to boos when master sends Gonzales flipping down to the canvas with an enzuigiri.

Geoff Penzer: Gonzales’ cheekiness may have gotten the better of him there.

Master picks up Gonzales and whips him into the ropes. When Gonzales returns, Master knocks him down with a spinning heel kick. She makes the cover.

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Gonzales kicks out.

Geoff Penzer: Gonzales got caught flush across the jaw with that high speed spinning heel kick. But it only gets two.

Master picks up Gonzales and whips him into the ropes. She throws out a front dropkick. But she does so too early, which allows Gonzales to hang on the ropes. After Master whiffs and crashes down on the canvas, Gonzales rolls over and flips into a jackknife pin.

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Master slowly bridges up, turns over, turns again, hooks Gonzales’ arms and brings him down into a backslide pin.

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Gonzales slips out.

After both grapplers get up, Master takes Gonzales and goes for an irish whip. But Gonzales reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Master returns, Gonzales throws her down with a hip toss. Master returns to her feet. But she quickly gets returned to the mat with an arm drag. Master gets back up, only to get sent back down by another arm drag. Gonzales then transitions into an armbar while the crowd cheers.

The ref gets down and asks Master if she wants to give up. But she refuses. After returning to her feet, she uses her free arm to move Gonzales into the corner, allowing Avaset Kaiser to tag herself in. As soon as The Crown Jewel gets in, Gonzales quickly lets go of Master and makes his way out towards the center of the ring. The two former 3GW alum size each other up before marching towards the center of the ring and locking up. After jockeying for position, Kaiser breaks up the struggle with a knee to the midsection. The crowd boos as she thrusts her knee into Gonzales’ ribs one more before latching onto his arm. After being given an arm wrench, Gonzales rolls forward and leans back. As soon as he kips up, Kaiser grabs him by the hair with her free hand and throws him back down to the canvas with a mat slam. Gonzales kips back up, only to be thrown back down by another mat slam. After bridging back, Gonzales spins over onto his knees, flips over his a headstand and reverses into an arm wrench of his own. But the cheers turn to boos when Kaiser quickly reverses into an arm wringer, sending Gonzales down to the mat.

Geoff Penzer: Gonzales just got send crashing down to the canvas shoulder-first after that hard arm wringer from The Crown Jewel. We all know how dangerous Izzy Anders is when she goes out of her way to attack an opponent’s arm. But The Crown Jewel is arguably just as lethal. Fan favorite Jenny Knite is STILL on the shelf thanks to Kaiser.

The boos continues as Kaiser quickly drops down into a Fujiwara Armbar. The ref then gets kneels down and asks Gonzales if he wants to give up. When Gonzales refuses, Kaiser pulls back on the arm.

Geoff Penzer: Kaiser took advantage of Gonzales’ positioning and quickly locked in a Fujiwara Armbar. To his credit, Pedro Gonzales isn’t giving him. He’s trying to fight through it. But Kaiser has no qualms about snapping that arm in two if need be.

The ref continues to check in with Gonzales and asks him if he wants to give up. When Gonzales refuses, Kaiser repeatedly pulls back on the arm.

Geoff Penzer: Kaiser’s really cranking away on that arm now while he hear the labored groans of Mexico City’s Favorite Son. Maritza Diaz is calling for the tag. But Gonzales is a long ways away...

Gonzales tries his best to fight through the pain and pull himself towards the ropes. He reaches out, but he’s not quite there. While Gonzales writhes in pain, Kaiser continues to fight for the submission.

Geoff Penzer: Kaiser’s fighting with everything she’s got to get the submission. But Gonzales continues to resist. How tough is he?

Maritza Diaz can be seen on the apron supporting her man by applauding him. The crowd quickly take their cue from Diaz and join in with the clapping. With the crowd behind him, Gonzales begins to pull himself closer and closer towards the side of the ring. He then reaches out… and grabs the bottom rope. The crowd rejoices! But the cheers quickly turn to boos when Kaiser refuses to break the hold. So the ref gives her until a count of five to release the submission.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Kaiser breaks the hold. She then picks up Gonzales and whips him into the far ropes. When Gonzales returns, Kaiser sets up for a back body drop. But Gonzales sees it, so he goes to counter with a sunset flip. The crowd cheers as Kaiser swings her arms wildly. Once she regains her balance, she reaches down, grabs onto Gonzales’ wrist, spins around and drops down into a cross armbar.

Geoff Penzer: Great counter there by Avaset Kaiser! Gonzales’ arm had already been worked over extensively by that Fujiwara Armbar. How much more damage can that arm take?

Before Kaiser can lean back and attempt to hyperextend Gonzales’ arm, Gonzales locks his hands together. He then rolls over, pinning Kaiser’s shoulders to the canvas.

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Kaiser kicks out.

After both grapplers return to their feet, Gonzales throws out a kick to the midsection. After Kaiser catches his foot, the crowd boos when she wags her finger at him. After swinging Gonzales’ leg away from her, she throws out a clothesline when he turns around. But Gonzales ducks the clothesline and rolls forward. When Kaiser turns around, Gonzales rolls back, lifts his legs up, wraps them around Kaiser’s neck and executes a headstand headscissors takedown. After Kaiser returns to her feet, Gonzales gives her an arm wrench before tagging in Diaz.

Geoff Penzer: Maritza Diaz is in! Listen to this crowd!

The crowd cheers as The Power Princess gets in the ring and doubles Kaiser over with a fist to the midsection. After a European Uppercut knocks Kaiser backwards into the ropes, Diaz goes over and lights up her chest with knife edge chops. She then grabs Kaiser by the wrist and leads her away from the ropes… only to knock her down with a short-arm clothesline. She makes the cover.

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Kaiser kicks out.

Diaz picks up Kaiser and goes for an irish whip. But Kaiser reverses, sending Diaz into the ropes. When Diaz returns, she knocks Kaiser down with a running shoulder block. Kaiser returns to her feet, only to get returned to the mat by another running shoulder block. The crowd cheers while Diaz runs into one set of ropes, then the other. When she returns, though, Kaiser brings her down with a drop toe hold. Master then gets into the ring and runs into the ropes. When she returns, she delivers a leg drop across the back of Diaz’s neck before Kaiser arches back and applies the Jewel Lock Box (Muta Lock).

Geoff Penzer: Kaiser’s got the opposition trapped in yet another submission!

The ref gets down and asks Diaz if she wants to give up. When she refuses, the crowd cheers when Kaiser begins tugging away at her neck.

Geoff Penzer: Kaiser’s just yanking away on that neck! That can’t be good!

Kaiser continues to fight for the submission while Diaz tries to fight through the pain. The submission maneuver stays applied until Gonzales gets in and delivers a stomp to the midsection, breaking the hold.

While Gonzales leaves the ring in a huff, Kaiser picks up Diaz and whips her into the Diamond Eyes corner. Kaiser charges into the corner. But she ends up eating a back elbow to the face. While Kaiser stumbles back, Diaz turns and nails Master with a back elbow to the face as well. When Diaz turns back to Kaiser, The Crown Jewel is seen charging back into the corner. But Kaiser knocks her back again with a boot to the face. While Kaiser stumbles back, Diaz hoists herself up onto the middle ropes off and knocks her down with a diving knee to the face. The cheers continue as she makes the cover.

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Kaiser kicks out.

Diaz picks up Kaiser and whips her into the ropes. When Kaiser returns, Diaz sets up for a back body drop. So Kaiser goes to counter with a sunset flip of her own. Kaiser can be seen trying to pull Diaz down. Meanwhile, Diaz can be seen swinging her arms wildly to regain her balance. Once she does, she reaches down, grabs Kaiser by the neck with both hands, yanks her back up to her feet and then throws her across the ring with an overhead choke suplex.

Geoff Penzer: Raw power on display there from The Power Princess!

Once Kaiser gets to her feet and turns around, Diaz runs over and sends her over the top rope and to the floor with a running clothesline.

Geoff Penzer: The running clothesline sends The Crown Jewel to the outside!

While Master attends to Kaiser on the outside, Diaz marches back across the ring and tags Gonzales back in. After Gonzales gets back in, he bounces against the ropes before running across the ring and delivering a cartwheel plancha. As Gonzales flips over the top rope, Master shoves Kaiser out of the way.

Geoff Penzer: Gonzales wipes out Master with the cartwheel plancha!

After Gonzales returns to his feet, Kaiser hammerlocks him from behind before tossing him against the side of the ring. The boos continue as Gonzales immediately goes down clutching his left arm.

Geoff Penzer: Gonzales looks to be hurt here...

The boos continues as Kaiser stomps away on Gonzales. She then reaches down, picks up Gonzales, slams him face-first onto the apron and shoves him back inside. Once she slides back in, she grabs Gonzales, places him in a cravate and brings him back to his feet. From there, she delivers several quick knee lifts to the face. The last of which leave Gonzales dazed. Kaiser then turns and runs into the ropes. When she returns, Gonzales throws out a running high knee. But Kaiser catches his knee. After swinging Gonzales’ leg away from her, she grabs him from behind, delivers a backwards roll and then goes to follow up with a bridging German Suplex. But as soon as she lifts Gonzales up, he reverses into a wheelbarrow victory roll.

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Kaiser kicks out.

After both grapplers return to their feet, Gonzales goes for an irish whip. But Kaiser reverses, sending him into the corner. She then charges into the corner and throws out a Falcon Kick (yakuza kick). But Gonzales catches her. The crowd cheers as he takes a few steps from out of the corner and throws her into the turnbuckles with a capture suplex.

Geoff Penzer: What a counter by Gonzales! He’s going for the cover...

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Kaiser gets her shoulder up.

Gonzales picks up Kaiser, whips her into the ropes and sets up for an early back body drop. When Kaiser hits the ropes, Master makes the blind tag. When Kaiser returns, she hurdles over Gonzales. When Gonzales stands up and turns around, he gets caught across the face with a savate kick. The force behind the kick turns Gonzales around into a running knee strike from Master. The boos continue as she makes the cover.

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Gonzales gets his shoulder up.

Master heads back into the corner and tags in Kaiser. Once Kaiser gets back in, Through Diamond Eyes take Gonzales and whip him into the ropes. When he returns, they set up for a double back body drop. But Gonzales stops and kicks Master in the face. When Kaiser stands up, Gonzales throws out a punch. But Kaiser ducks, grabs him from behind and lifts him up for a belly to back suplex. But Gonzales rolls over her shoulder, wraps his legs around Master’s neck in mid air and brings her down with a headscissors takedown. Once Gonzales gets back to his feet, Kaiser runs over and throws out a clothesline. But Gonzales ducks. When Kaiser turns around, she gets caught with an uppercut to the jaw, then an elbow to the face, then a roundhouse kick to the arm, followed by a leg sweep.

Geoff Penzer: Sadistic Combo!

After running into the ropes, the crowd cheers as Gonzales comes back and delivers a running Shooting Star Press on Kaiser. But as soon as he gets up, he gets brought down by a slingblade from Master.

Crowd: Boooo!

Master heads into the corner and sets up for a Shining Wizard. Once Gonzales turns over and gets up on one knee, she runs from out of the corner to throw out to attack. But she gets blindsided at the last second by the Miami Express (Bicycle Knee Strike).

Crowd: Yeeeaaah!

While Diaz is back on her feet, Kaiser comes up from behind and spikes her with the Saxon Sapphire (Reverse Frankensteiner).

Crowd: Boooo!
When Kaiser gets back to her feet, Gonzales comes up from behind and tries to deliver a German Suplex. But Kaiser counters with three elbows to the face. After performing a standing switch, Through Diamond Eyes deliver a superkick/German Suplex combination. The boos continue as Avaset sets Gonzales up in a arm-wrenched wristlock as Eloria charges in and hits White Death (Running Shotgun Kick) as Ava utilizes a reverse arm-wringer ensure they flip over onto their stomach while keeping wrist-control. As soon as the victim hits the mat, Avaset locks in the Bridge. The ref checks in with Gonzales and asks if he wants to give up. Seeing that Gonzales is out cold, he calls for the bell.

The crowd boos when “Kill V. Maim” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here are your winners, THROUGH DIAMOND EYES!

The boos continue as Kaiser and Master get their arms raised in victory.

Geoff Penzer: Through Diamond Eye’s pick up the win in their FGA debut, defeating Pedro Gonzales and Maritza Diaz! What’s next for this duo? Stay tuned!

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Luke Jackson is in the back he is in his wrestling gear He sees the camera and runs his hand through his hair.

Luke Jackson: The first Flashpoint show I wasn’t as good as I thought that I would have been. When I walked away from this company the first time I needed to find myself again. I got so consumed in wanting to be a great champion. And maybe I wasn’t and losing those tag titles might have taken a lot more out of me then I thought it would.

He takes a deep breath again and closes his eyes.

Luke Jackson: In the battle royal, maybe I thought that I would be able to be better than what I was but I failed. So now I stand here looking at myself wondering what I need to do now. Wondering if this was the right choice, wondering if maybe I should just have stayed away or found a different place to wrestle.

He balls his fists and looks deep into the camera.

Luke Jackson: Or, I can walk into that ring with Jaelynn Ramsey and win. Put my name back on the map in this company, and prove to one Ricky Valero that he never carried me.

He walks to the door and opens it he closes his eyes once more.

Luke Jackson: To make that happen, I need to win. I need to make sure people know that this is a new Luke Jackson, I am not longer a kid trying to hang with the big boys. I am standing tall and I will become the champion I know I am.

He winks as he walks out the door, it slowly closes as the scene fades.

[FGA Office]

Owen Gonsalves vs. Kammi Keister

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring! From Chelmsford, England… KAAAAAMMIIII KEEEEIIIISTERRRRR!!!

Geoff Penzer: Last week on Vertigo, Kimmi Keister got a controversy victory over Dan Herrera and Elon Elysian in a Triple Threat Match. Could another third of the irksome Keister sisters pick up a surprise win here tonight.

The hard bass beat of Run The Jewels' "Blockbuster Night Part I" vibrates throughout the arena as the crowd immediately look down the isle way in anticipation of the man about to step out from behind the curtain.

'Bunches and bunches
Punches is thrown until you’re frontless
Oodles and oodles
Bang bullets at suckers' noodles
Last album? Voodoo!
Proved that we was fuckin' brutal
I’m talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckoo'

As soon as Killer Mike spits the first words of the song, "Indestructible" Owen Gonsalves steps through to a pop from the audience as he flips up the collar of his old mentor's ring jacket and begins to analyse the crowd. Once El-P's verse begins, The Submission Alchemist immediately begins to walk down towards the ring, mouthing the words to the song as he acknowledges a few of the folks in the front row.

Geoff Penzer: And her opponent, from Melbourne, Australia! Weighing in at 205 pounds! He is “Indestructable” OOOOOWENNNN GONNNNSAAAAAAALVESSSS!!!

'Look at these kiddies, Mike
I'm a rat-a-tat 'em for living
I deal in dirty work
Do the deed and then dash
Ditch 'em'

Having made his way to the bottom of the ramp, Owen starts shadow boxing to the camera at the bottom of the ramp before throwing an elbow in the camera's direction as El-P says 'ditch 'em'. Owen climbs on the apron and up on the second turnbuckle, looking out to the audience before hopping in the ring. The music slowly fades as Owen removes his ring jacket and begins to warm up, awaiting for the match to start.

Geoff Penzer: Gonsalves is fresh off the heels of his championship win over in IYHWF and is looking to bring that momentum here tonight. On paper, Gonsalves is the clear favorite. But you never know with the Keisters. They are tricky, whether it’s one on one, tag team or trios action. Gonsalves had to be on the lookout for whatever Kammi might have up her sleeve.

The bell sounds as Kammi wisely tries to keep her distance away from Gonsalves. Meanwhile, Gonsalves stalks her across the ring as he tries to narrow the distance.

Geoff Penzer: Kammi Keister is wisely trying to keep her distance from Gonsalves. She knows that the moment he locks onto one of her limbs, he’s got letting go until either she submits or something snaps.

As Gonsalves runs at Kammi, she turns and grabs the ropes. While Gonsalves has a waist lock applied, the ref gives him until a count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

The momentum Gonsalves goes for a clean break, Kammi elbows him in the face.

Geoff Penzer: A clear cheap shot by the keister sister. Though I shouldn’t be as surprised as I am...

The boos continue as she takes Gonsalves and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. After slamming him face-first into the top turnbuckle two more times, Kammi takes Gonsalves’ arm and applies a hammerlock around the top rope. The ref gives Kammi until the count of five to release the hold.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Kammi reluctantly lets go. She then turns Gonsalves around, brings him from out of the corner and delivers an arm wrench. After trying to yank Gonsalves’ arm from out of its socket, she delivers another arm wrench… and another… and another. The ref asks Gonsalves if he wants to give up. But he refuses. He then rolls forward, bridges back, spins over onto his knees and yanks Kammi down to the canvas with a single leg takedown. He then dives over and slaps on a grounded side headlock. The ref asks Kammi if she wants to give up. But she refuses. After she battles back to her feet, she nails Gonsalves in the side before slipping out and reversing into a hammerlock. The ref asks Gonsalves if he wants to give up. But once again, he refuses. After leaning forward and reversing into a hammerlock of his own, Kammi escapes with a jumping snapmare.

After both grapplers return to their feet, Kammi grabs Gonsalves and whips him into the opposite corner. Kammi runs across the ring to attack. But she gets ran over with a bicycle knee strike.

Geoff Penzer: Gonsalves clobbers Kammi with the Soul-Stealing 7 Star Strike. That might be enough to put the Keister away right here.

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Kammi gets her shoulder up.

Gonsalves picks up Kammi and returns the favor with an arm wrench of his own. He then wrenches the arm in the opposite direction, only to wrench it back forward. Kammi can be seen cringing in pain while the ref asks her if she wants to give up. When she refuses to quit, Gonsalves sends her crashing shoulder-first to the canvas with an arm wringer.

Geoff Penzer: Kammi tries to go after Gonsalves’ shoulder at the start of the match. Now it’s Gonsalves’ turn to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Gonsalves kneels down, applied a grounded hammerlock and follows up with a flurry of rapid knee drops to the arm. He then brings Kammi back to her feet, only to throw her down with a hammerlock scoop slam. After bending Kammi’s arm at 90 degrees, Gonsalves delivers a jumping stomp to the elbow, causing Kammi to howl in pain while she clutches her arm.

As Kammi slowly gets back to her feet, Gonsalves runs towards the ropes and uses his momentum to bring her down with a (Genesis Supernova) Handspring Cutter. While Kammi is face down on the canvas, Gonsalves slips on the Krukenberg (wrist-bending omoplata). The crowd cheers while Kammi can be seen howling in pain. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. Kammi vehemently shakes her head. The crowd cheers as the ref calls for the bell.

The crowd cheers when “Blockbuster Night Part I” hits the speakers.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, OWEN GONSALVES!

The cheers continue as Gonsalves gets his arm raised in victory. He then heads over to the camera and points to it. He can be seen mouthing something to Ricky Valero.

Geoff Penzer: Owen Gonsalves just told Ricky Valero what he thinks of him and exactly where he can go! That Six Man Tag between the two of them, Chris Bond, Luke Jackson, and Bristow & Barnes is going to be electric!

Still to come here on Flashpoint, Heroes Never Die will take on Johnny Karma and a partner to be determined in our main event! But coming up next, it’s a battle of oakland as Luke Jackson takes on Jaelynn Ramsey!

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