Patriot Games (09.02.17)

[FGA Office]

SCAFFOLD MATCH
AMIRA vs. Lowri Moss

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is SCAFFOLD MATCH! There are no pinfalls, submission, disqualification or countout. The only way to win this match is by climbing to the top of the scaffolding and throwing your opponent off the scaffold!

Kris Cruise: There it is, Stephy. The scaffold that hangs high above the ring… one of the two grapplers in this next match will be thrown off of that structure. That is the only way to win this contest.

Stephy Auger: You’re not gonna see a bunch of technical wrestling. You’re not gonna see a bunch of holds. This is gonna be a fight, Cruise, and I for one cannot wait for that thief Lowri Moss to meet her fate.

"Whirring" by The Joy Formidable plays over the PA system, and once the song's intro finishes, through the curtains - and out onto the stage - walks Lowri Moss, who is greeted by a cheer. Lowri takes a moment to scan the crowd, before making her way towards the ring, and as she does so, she slaps the hands of some of the fans that reach out to her.

J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, from LLanelli, Wales… LOWWWWRIIIII MOSSSSSS!!!

After arriving at ringside, Lowri climbs the steps up onto the ring apron, and then steps through the ropes, before heading for one of the corners and climbing to the second rope. There are further cheers and more applause for Lowri from the fans, and she soaks in the reaction for several seconds, as she again surveys the scaffold.

Kris Cruise: I highly doubt that. Moss is secreting retribution after AMIRA

Stephy Auger: It looks like she’s having second thoughts, Cruise!

The arena darkens, then the stroke of a single piano key echoes through the sound system. A spotlight begins illuminating the stage as a woman's voice sings, accompanied by the soft sounds of a violin.

AMIRA

AMIIIRRAAA

The violin instrumentals intensify as none other than the artist formerly known as Skylar Cloud, the one and only AMIRA emerges from the darkness, standing in the spotlight with her arms extended outward.

Kris Cruise: The issues between AMIRA and Moss started several months ago when Moss took the Mid-Atlantic Legacy title belt that AMIRA discarded and returned to FGA Management...

Stephy Auger: No, no, no! That was AMIRA’s property that Moss STOLE and she’s been a thorn in AMIRA’s side ever since! AMIRA was well on her way to retaining her championship when Moss climbed up on the other side of that ladder and stopped her! Now, that championship is in the dirty hands of Selfish San Francisco, all thanks Moss!

Kris Cruise: AMIRA had her chance to win the title back in a one on one match with Sadie San Francisco and she lost. Buts AMIRA has taken it upon herself to blame Moss for everything that has gone wrong and went so far as to attack Moss’ knee before her Dynamic Duos Match with Neal Durden!

AMIRA, she's the best! Better than all the rest!

She slowly starts making her way to the ring, with the lights now strobing around her.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Los Angeles, California… AAAAAMIIIIIIRAAAAAA!!!

AMIRA, she's so cool! Over you, she will rule!

Jeering fans in the front row tries get her attention as she approaches the ringside area. When AMIRA turns back to the ring, the bell sounds after Moss leaps through the ropes and tackles her to the ground with a suicide dive! The cheers continue as Moss mounts on top of AMIRA and fires away with right hands to the face.

Kris Cruise: Moss wasted no time going right after AMIRA!

Stephy Auger: She attacked AMIRA before she was even ready for the match!

Kris Cruise: Like when AMIRA attacked Moss from behind before her tag match!?

Moss picks up AMIRA and throws her down onto the floor with a scoop slam. She then reaches back down, picks AMIRA up and throws her down with another scoop slam. AMIRA can be seen wincing while she holds her back. Moss reaches back down, brings AMIRA to a vertical base and delivers a vertical suplex onto the floor. Moss returns to her feet before playing to the crowd.

Moss picks up AMIRA and goes for an irish whip. But AMIRA reverses, sending Moss crashing into the guardrail. AMIRA sizes up “Welshie” before running down ringside and going for a flying splash. Moss is able to move out of the way at the last second, causing AMIRA to crash ribs-first into the guardrail.

Kris Cruise: Did you hear how hard she crashed into the guardrail? AMIRA might have broken a rib.

Stephy Auger: And what a tragedy that would be!

Moss turns AMIRA around and lights up her chest with a series of knife edge chops. After nailing AMIRA with a headbutt, Moss takes the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion and slams her face-first into the steel steps. After slamming her face-first into the steps again, Moss takes AMIRA and goes for a front vertical suplex across the steel steps. But AMIRA is able to block by hooking one of her legs behind Moss’. Moss then nails AMIRA with a punch to the ribs before going for another front suplex. This time, AMIRA blocks by dropping down to a knee. She then wraps her arms around Moss’ legs to prevent her opponent from picking her back up. After a flurry of right hands to the head, Moss is able to free herself.

Moss takes a few steps back and begins waving up her opponent. Once AMIRA gets back to her feet, Moss rushes forward and motions for an STO into the steel steps. But AMIRA cuts her off with a front kick to the face, followed by a lifting hip throw against the steel steps. AMIRA begins crawling away from Moss while Moss holds the back of her leg.

Kris Cruise: AMIRA just threw Moss into the steel steps!

Stephy Auger: And I think the leg that AMIRA attacked a few weeks ago is the one that landed across the steps.

After Moss picks herself back up, AMIRA runs over and connects with a running front dropkick, sending Moss flying back against the steel steps. While Moss is seated against the steps, AMIRA marches over and bashes her with straight elbow strikes to the face. The boos continues as she rolls back inside and demands that the “Welshie” get up. After shaking off the blows, Moss slowly turns over and pulls herself up using the edge of the apron. After slowly pulling herself up onto the apron, Moss is met with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. AMIRA then brings Moss’ upper body through the ropes and connects with a knee strike flurry before following up with a scissors kick, sending Moss crumbling to the apron and to the floor.

AMIRA continues to circle the ring until she sees the “Welshie” picking herself up out of the corner of her eye. The former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion turns and takes off into the far ropes. When AMIRA returns, the crowd boos when she leaps through the ropes and knocks Moss down with an elbow suicida!

Kris Cruise: Moss just got caught with an elbow suicida right to the face!

Stephy Auger: This match is all but over, Cruise!

AMIRA stomps away at Moss before turning around and peeling back the protective matting to expose the concrete floor.

Kris Cruise: Oh come on! This isn’t necessary!

Stephy Auger: Please, this is a match where you have to toss your opponent off a Scaffold to win.

As AMIRA goes to pick up Moss off the floor, Moss begins to nail her with punches to the midsection. She then stands up and nails AMIRA with punches to the face until AMIRA rakes her across the eyes, forcing Moss to turn around. After Moss shakes off the attack and turns around, AMIRA runs at her and brings her down with a Sling Blade onto the exposed floor!

Kris Cruise: AMIRA just hit her with a Sling Blade! The back of Moss’ head just smacked right off the exposed floor!

Stephy Auger: Don’t feel that for Welshie! She wanted this match!

While Moss lays sprawled out on the exposed floor, AMIRA makes her way around ringside and begins scaling up the scaffolding to boos from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: AMIRA’s heading up to the top of the scaffold! She wants to finish this now!

Stephy Auger: Moss now has to climb up to the scaffold and you can bet that AMIRA will be waiting to pounce as soon as she gets up there.

The boos continues as AMIRA makes her way to the top of the scaffold. The former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion shouts down and demands that the “Welshie” meet her fate at the top of the scaffold. Moss begins to stir on the floor before turning over onto her knees. After pulling herself up using the edge of the apron, Moss begins to look around for AMIRA until she notices the fans pointing up. When Moss looks into the air, she sees AMIRA goading her to climb the scaffold. Moss looks around at the red hot crowd before nodding her head and limping over towards one side of the scaffold.

Moss slowly climbs up the scaffolding as AMIRA continues to mock her with each passing second. Once Moss is near the top of the scaffold, AMIRA takes her right foot and stomps down to try and kick Moss off the scaffolding. But Moss ducks her head out of the way. Moss tries to climb up onto the platform. But again, AMIRA kicks down at her. So Moss is forced to lean back to avoid a blow to the head. AMIRA then drops down to her knees, reaches down and rakes Moss across the eyes before pulling her up onto the platform by the hair. Gasps can be heard in the crowd when AMIRA pulls Moss to her feet and slams her face-first onto the railing. AMIRA pulls Moss back, only to slam her face-first onto the rail again. The crowd erupts with boos as AMIRA presses down on the back of Moss’ neck and chokes her across the railing.

AMIRA turns Moss around, hooks her arms around the railing and nails her with a stinging knife edge chop. AMIRA rears back before plasting her with a knife edge chop that causes Moss to lean back. Moss gets hit with another knife edge chop that nearly sends her flipping over the railing, causing the crowd to gasp. The gasps continues as AMIRA reaches down, wraps her arms around Moss’ legs and tries to dump her over the railing and down to the floor below.

Kris Cruise: MOSS IS ALMOST OVER! AMIRA IS TRYING TO DUMP MOSS OVER THE SCAFFOLD AND DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE AREA!

AMIRA continues to try and dump Moss over the railing while Moss holds on for dear life. She then unhooks her right arm, reaches over and nails AMIRA with several punches to the face until AMIRA lets go. After freeing her other arm, Moss nails AMIRA with a left, then a right. She then delivers another 1-2 combination, turning AMIRA around and sending her staggering away from her. When AMIRA turns around, she gets nailed with another right hand. This one sends AMIRA stumbling back onto the plank. The crowd cheers as Moss delivers another punch, knocking AMIRA even further back on the plank. Moss then rushes across the plank and clocks AMIRA with a punch to the face, nearly knocking the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion down to the canvas. AMIRA then turns and staggers away from Moss before dropping down to her knees on the plank. Moss immediately rushes over, wraps her arms around AMIRA’s waist and tries to throw her off the plank. But AMIRA hangs on for dear life. She then uses her right arm to elbow Moss in the face, breaking the hold.

Kris Cruise: AMIRA was seconds away from getting shoved down to the ring below!

AMIRA returns to her feet, staggers over to the end of the scaffolding and picks up a steel chair.

Kris Cruise: Where the heck did that come from!? Who put that steel chair up there!?

Stephy Auger: You honestly thought AMIRA would come into this unprepared?

Once Moss gets back to her feet, she sees AMIRA hitting the plank with the chair. The crowd gasps when AMIRA takes a wild swing at Moss, but Moss is able to move out of the way. AMIRA then takes another wild swing at Moss. Again, Moss is able to move out of harm’s way. AMIRA then takes the chair and starts making jabbing motions at Moss. The last of which doubles her over. The boos continues as AMIRA taunts Moss before raising the chair high above her head. When AMIRA swings down, Moss stands up and grabs both sides of the chair. The crowd cheers while both grapplers fight for control of the chair.

Kris Cruise: AMIRA AND MOSS ARE FIGHTING FOR CONTROL OF THAT CHAIR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PLANK! IF EITHER OF THEM LOSES THEIR BALANCE, THEY COULD FALL TO THE RING BELOW!

Moss suddenly lets go of the chair, only to follow up with a dropsault to the chair. The crowd cheers when the chair gets knocked into AMIRA’s face, knocking her down to the plank. Moss then reaches over and grabs the chair.

Kris Cruise: Moss has the cahir!

Stephy Auger: No! No no no no no!

Once AMIRA gets to her feet and turns around, Moss jabs the chair into her midsection, doubling her over. Moss lifts the chair high above her head, swings down and cracks AMIRA across the back with the chair. The crowd cheers while AMIRA arches her back in pain. Once AMIRA stands back up, Moss nails her across the back with another chairshot. This time, AMIRA drops down to a knee. The cheers continue as Moss walks in front of AMIRA with the chair. She slowly raises the chair high above her head and goes to crown AMIRA with it when AMIRA knocks Moss off of her feet with a spinning back sweep kick. The crowd gasps as Moss nearly bounces off the plank to the floor.

Kris Cruise: What a counter by AMIRA!

Moss tries to get up, but AMIRA knocks her back down with a rolling koppu kick. AMIRA tries to nudge Moss off the apron before crawling over her to grab the steel chair.

Stephy Auger: AMIRA’s got the chair back!

AMIRA begins hitting the plank with the chair while Moss turns over and gets back to her feet.

Kris Cruise:

Stephy Auger: AMIRA’s ready to wallop Moss with that chair snd send her flying off the scaffold!

When Moss turns around, AMIRA rushes across the plank to clock her with a chairshot to the head. But Moss cuts her off with a side kick to the midsection, doubling her over. After kicking the chair off the plank, Moss knocks AMIRA back with another side kick to the midsection… and another… and another… and another. Moss then steps back before connecting with the Breuddwydion Melus (superkick) to the face. The crowd explodes with cheers after AMIRA turns away from Moss, leans over, flips off the canvas and crashes down hard on the canvas.

Stephy Auger: NOOOOO!

The ref calls for the bell as AMIRA lays motionless on the mat.

The crowd explodes with cheers when “Whirring” blasts over the PA.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, LOWRI MOSS!

The cheers continue as Moss stands tall on the apron. After staring down at her fallen foe, Moss looks back up and raises her arms to an adoring crowd. Down in the ring, AMIRA lays motionless. The ref goes over and checks on the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion.

Kris Cruise: Moss has done it! She’s vanquished AMIRA! Moss was able to survive at the heights AMIRA operates at and defeat her in FGA’s first-ever scaffold match! It’s over, Stephy. It’s finally over!

[FGA Office]

INTERMISSION

Kris Cruise: Joining me at this time during the intermission is Flashpoint's Geoff Penzer. Geoff, we're at the halfway point here at Trouble in Paradise. What do you think so far?

Geoff Penzer: It's a pleasure to be here with you, Kris. I think we've seen a lot of exciting action thus far with a lot more heated matches still to come. The finals of the 2017 Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament is set as Upper Echelon and The Chaotics have advanced.

Kris Cruise: I know there was a percentage of the fans that picked Upper Echelon to win it all. I know that there was a smaller percentage that picked The Chaotics to go all the way. But I can't think of one person who thought that these two teams would meet in the finals.

Geoff Penzer: Neither can I. It just goes to show you that matches aren't won on paper. They're won inside the ring and both of these teams have done just that.

Kris Cruise: Of course, the winners of the tournament will be granted the next World Tag Team Title shot against against the tag champs. That team will be the PolyChromatic Lion Attack Squad, who defending their gold against Pedro Gonzales and Maritza Diaz.

Geoff Penzer: I liked what I saw out of Pedro and Maritza. They showed a lot of fire. But in the end, Dan Herrera and Peaches were just too much for them. PCLAS have championship experience. They've been here before. They know how to get the job done and they did it yet again.

Kris Cruise: The New Murder were going to run the table tonight, according to Dom Harter. But thus far, they've split their matches.

Geoff Penzer: Stravito was able to best Fenrys. Going into it, I felt that the luchador had the advantage over Fenrys. So no surprise there for me. In the other match, I was surprised that Flavia lost. I thought she would pull off the upset. But it was that timely block on the Sand Attack attempt. I think that's what really lead to Jaelynn picking up the W in that way.

Kris Cruise: Yeah, it looked like Flavia knocked herself loopy on that missed jumping reverse bulldog. But I'm sure she'll bounce back and be better than ever.

Geoff Penzer: I would agree.

Kris Cruise: Then there was the match that we just saw between AMIRA and Lowri Moss. Was this your first time seeing a Scaffold Match?

Geoff Penzer: I've never seen one live.

Kris Cruise: I've never seen one live. This is my first time calling one. I was scared for the both of them whenever I took a look up there. I could only imagine how they felt being up there on that plank.

Geoff Penzer: That thing is what, 15 or 20 feet in the air right? Craziness.

Kris Cruise: Congratulations to Lowri Moss for picking up the win there. Next week, we've got Trouble in Paradise, coming to you live form Honolulu, Hawaii, only on Pay Per View. But two days later on Monday, September 11, FGA will hold it's first ever Brand Extension Draft!

Geoff Penzer: That's right. Various FGA grapplers will be drafted to both Vertigo and Flashpoint. It was reported a couple of weeks back that the General Managers for both shows would be revealed here tonight. Well I'm honored to announce that Vertigo will be headed up by Brandon Macdonald. Macdonald is well known in the world of combat sports. He's been a champion in both mixed martial arts, as well as wrestling. He's a former 6-time World Champion. He's a legend of Insurgency Wrestling Federation, where he was listed as the #1 ranked wrestler of all-time in IWF's history. The man has had GM experience in the past and I'm sure he'll be relying on that past experience to help lead Vertigo in this new era.

Kris Cruise: Well on Flashpoint, Hadley Herrera will be the GM of that brand. Ms. Herrera should be a familiar face to FGA fans as she's competed here in the past. For the past several years, she's been the VP of DH Designs, one of the premiere wrestling apparel companies in the world. Of course her brother is Dan Herrera, who ran one of the biggest companies in wrestling of the past 15 years in GDW. So I'm sure he's already given her some pointers. I'm really looking forward to how both Macodnald and Herrera will try to build their brands.

Geoff Penzer: It all starts with the first pick, really. That is going to set the tone for this draft. I'm not expecting either GM to be conservative.I'm expecting to see some surprising moves on both sides.

Kris Cruise: Again, the Brand extension Draft will be on Monday, September 11, from the Grand Ballroom inside the Manhattan Center in New York City, New York! It looks like we're almost ready to get back to the action. But before we send it over to the ring, let's send it to the back where Spencer Burke is standing by. Spencer, take it away...

[FGA Office]

We go backstage to where Spencer Burke is standing by.

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time… Fujiko Mine.

Fujiko steps into the shot, a determined look on her face.

Spencer Burke: Fujiko, any last thoughts before your match tonight?

She lets out a sad sigh.

Fujiko Mine: You know, my opponent has made it stupidly clear that she doesn't care about this match. So this is what's doing to happen. If Molly wins, she's going to tell everyone that it was an easy match, just like she tried to do last time. She's going to minimize me, because she can't suffer the idea of showing respect. If I win, she's going to tell everyone she didn't try, and it wasn't worth it to even show up.

Another sigh rings out.

Fujiko Mine: Basically, she's going to try and make it a lose-lose situation. But it's not. This is a win win for me, because I'm not going to let Molly Reid and her “generic greatest of all time #64378” attitude bring me down. I'm going to work harder than anyone in FGA, and prove all these naysayers wrong. I'm looking to get drafted high, and make it to the top of whichever brand I am drafted to. So, this match is for all of you. I hope you enjoy it.

Fujiko bows towards the camera, then makes her way off screen and the cameras return to ringside.

[FGA Office]

PRIDE RULES MATCH
Molly Reid vs. Fujiko Mine

A few robotic chimes ring out, causing several multicolored lights to flash around the arena. This repeats a few times before a guitar riff provides some difference. The beginning of “The Running Free” by Coheed and Cambria plays.

All non-believers stand aside and fear
A new day's marching through the door
How could you ever think you'd make it here'
Did it bleed' Was it sore
Through the struggles you've endured

At the top of one of the crowd entrances, one Fujiko Mine appears. The camera focuses on her as she looks out at the fans surrounding her. She wears a plain white version of her normal attire, with hot pink piping. Something seems to be attached to her as she stands at the stairs, looking out. The nearest fans wave to catch her attention; Fujiko slaps some hands as she makes her way through the crowd and down to the ring.

You've come so far from innocence
Provided all the consequence
Only what does it matter now

Cause you're going home, you're running free
As only you would be if you never owed them anything
And now you've found your way out
In the trust you've seen your path on home
Spend your time well before you go, here in hell

Claudio Sanchez’s vocals urge Fujiko down to the arena floor, where it becomes clear that she’s wearing something of a backpack. Fujiko reaches the ringside area, and follows it up with a graceful handspring onto and over the guardrail. She quickly runs up the steps, then hops onto the top turnbuckle. A single spotlight converges on the woman known as the Inescapable Goddess.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is a Pride Rules Match! Introducing first, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin! She is The Wrestling Goddess… FUJIKOOOOOO MIIINEEEEE!!!

Fujiko gets to her position on the top turnbuckle, then then reaches at her side. She pulls at a cord, and the top of pack is pushed off as two gold painted mechanical wings spread out behind her. She poses on the top turnbuckle, her hands outstretched over her head and her eyes closed. Some fans toss blue and yellow streamers in, which cascade over her, around her, and into the ring. The lights return to normal. She gingerly gets down off the top turnbuckle, and removes the streamers from her person. Fujiko pulls another string, bringing the wings back into their folded position. A stagehand comes up and helps her out out of the wingpack, and she turns out of it before getting ready for the match.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko Mine made her return to FGA nearly two months ago and made it a priority to get Molly Reid back into the ring with her. It was nearly a year ago that Fujiko lost her Pride Championship to Molly before abruptly leaving to tend to a family emergency. After some time away, Fujiko’s back to prove herself. But now she’s found herself in a heated rivalry with Molly Reid. Whatever respect that was there between these two has flown out the window.

Stephy Auger: You want to know why? Because Fujiko has done nothing but disrespect Molly Reid at every turn. When she came back, she tried to steal Molly Reid’s thunder and you’d be lying to yourself if you said she didn’t. Every time a camera is shoved into her face, she’s calling Molly Reid a lackey, a follower, she can’t think for herself, etc. So no, I don’t blame Molly for attacking her a couple of weeks ago. No, I don’t care what Molly said about her or her mother. Fujiko brought this situation all onto herself. Well tonight, Molly Reid is going to finish this when she finishes her. We don’t even need three falls, Cruise. Molly’s winning this one in two and she’s going to put Fujiko behind here where that fat tub of lard should have stayed!

The lights in the arena dim as The Greatest by Sia begins to play over the loudspeakers in the arena. A spotlight appears on the stage as Molly Reid walks out in her wrestling gear, bouncing around with a slight smirk on her face and her Pride Championship slung over her shoulder. She stares down to the ring before smacking her title a few times and beginning to walk down the ramp.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, representing The New Murder! From Los Angeles, California… MOLLYYYYYY REEEEEEEEIDDDD!!!

Once Molly gets near the ring, she sprints, dives into the ring and jumps up, holding her title up in the air indifferent to the crowd’s reaction. Molly runs to a turnbuckle and jumps onto the second rope, posing for the crowd once more, before climbing down and moving to her corner with a smirk still on her face as she takes off her hat and sunglasses, preparing to start the match.

Kris Cruise: You said you don’t care what Molly Reid said about Fujiko’s mother. But I do and so do these fans! I don’t care what issues she has with her. You don’t cross the line by saying that!

Stephy Auger: You think Molly Reid cares what these sheeple think?

Kris Cruise: With the way she’s always complaining about the fans as of late? Yeah, she does care! A lot!

Molly and Fujiko make their way to the center of the ring. The two foes stare daggers at each other while the referee goes over the Pride Rules for this contest. He then caps things off my instructing the two of them to shake hands to start things off. But neither participant looks interested in a handshake. The ref then motions for them to shake hands or else he’ll have to dock them each a rope break, per the Pride Rules. But again, nearly looks interested in shaking the other's hand. Fujiko continues to mouth something at Molly while Molly narrows her eyes at the former Pride and Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. When the ref calls for the bell, the crowd explodes with cheers when Molly and Fujiko begin trading elbow smashes in the middle of the ring.

Kris Cruise: Here we go!

The cheers continue while Molly and Fujiko continue to trade elbows in the center of the ring. The slugfest continues until Molly gains the upperhand, eliciting boos from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Molly’s in control!

Stephy Auger: As she will be for the duration of this match!

The boos continue as Molly begins to knock Fujiko across the ring and against the ropes. The former Pride Champion doesn't let up as she sends Fujiko slumping down against the ropes with a continued barrage of elbow smashes. While Fujiko seated against the ropes, Molly steps back and repeatedly stomps away at her face before turning and running into the far ropes.

Kris Cruise: What’s Reid setting up for here?

When Molly returns, Fujiko pulls herself up using the ropes, ducks and dumps Molly over the top rope…

… but instead of crashing onto the floor, Molly lands safely on the apron. When Fujiko turns around, Reid throws out another elbow smash. But this one if whiffed as Fujiko ducks and counters with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. While Molly is doubled over, Fujiko turns and runs into the far ropes.

Stephy Auger: Now where is she going?

When Fujiko returns, Molly tackles her down with a slingshot spear through the ropes. The boos continue as she makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Fujiko kicks out.

Molly picks up Fujiko, marches into the corner and goes to slam her face-first into the top turnbuckle. But Fujiko puts her foot on the middle turnbuckle, blocking the move. After an elbow to the midsection, Fujiko takes Molly by the hair and repeatedly slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Molly around, Fujiko lights up her chest with a series of knife edge chops before clocking her with an elbow smash across the face. The Wrestling Goddess then takes Molly and whips her into the opposite set of turnbuckles. Fujiko runs across the ring to attack, but she gets knocked back with a back elbow strike from Molly. Fujiko then runs back into the corner. This time, Molly knocks her back with a boot to the face. After shaking off the blow, Fujiko runs into the corner for a third time. Molly tries to counter with another boot to the face. But this time, Fujiko catches her foot. She then wags her finger at Molly before Molly counters with an enzuigiri, knocking Fujiko through the ropes and onto the apron. After Fujiko pulls herself up using the ropes, Molly doubles her over with a hard shoulder thrust through the ropes. She then turns and runs into the far ropes. When Reid returns, she flips over the top rope for a sunset flip powerbomb to the floor! But Fujiko grabs a hold onto the top rope with both hands, blocking the move. Molly tries with all her might to muscle Fujiko down to the floor with a powerbomb. But the former Pride Champion has a death grip on the top rope. She then follows up with a stomp to the face, knocking Reid off of her legs. While Reid walks away from the ring to shake off the blow, Fujiko checks over her shoulder and gauges the distance between the two of them. When Molly turns around, she gets caught with an Asai Moonsault!

Kris Cruise: Picture perfect moonsault by the former champion!

Stephy Auger: Yeah, yeah, so what? Who cares? You didn’t win on style points, Cruise!

Fujiko picks up Molly and rolls her back inside. After sliding back in, she makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Molly kicks out.

Fujiko picks up Molly and goes for an irish whip. But Molly reverses, sending Fujiko into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, Molly grabs her by the back of the neck, runs and flings her over the top rope. The crowd boos when Molly turns and raises her arms in the air after dispatching Fujiko. But instead of crashing to the floor, Fujiko landed safely on the ropes. When Molly turns around, Fujiko connects with a springboard dropkick, sending Molly through the ropes and to the floor. While Molly tries to pick herself up on the outside, Fujiko waves her arms up and down to hype up the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s got this capacity crowd firmly on her side!

Once Molly is back to a vertical base, Fujiko turns and runs into the far ropes. When she comes back, Reid slides back in and goes to quickly cut her off with a Molly Kick (superkick). But Fujiko ducks and runs towards the ropes. When Molly turns around, the crowd cheers when she gets knocked down with the S.W.A.K. (Tidal Wave). She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Molly kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Molly caught all of that kick right to the face! But it only gets a count of two!

Fujiko picks up Molly, moves her into the ropes and bashes her with an elbow smash to the face before sending her into the far ropes. When Molly returns, Fujiko doubles her over with a spinning back kick to the midsection. After pulling out Molly’s arm, Fujiko brings her down with a rolling cross armbar. The crowd cheers upon seeing the application of the hold. But it isn’t fully applied as Molly immediately reaches over and locks her hands.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s got the armbar locked on!

Stephy Auger: But not all the way! Look at Molly’s hands! She’s blocking the move from being fully applied!

The ref asks Molly if she wants to give up. When she refuses, Fujiko begins yanking back over and over to try and break Molly’s grip. But Molly’s got her hands locked together.

Kris Cruise: Molly’s keeping her hand locked together as tight as she can!

Fujiko continues to try and fight for the arm. But Molly won’t give it to her. So Fujiko takes her right leg, raises it and repeatedly brings it down across Molly’s face before yanking back and fully extending the arm.

Kris Cruise: It’s locked in! Fujiko’s got the armbar fully on!

Stephy Auger: Quick, Molly, get out of there!

Molly can be seen kicking her legs while Fujiko has the amrbar fully applied. The ref asks Molly if she wants to give up. But again, Molly refuses. She then slowly pushes Fujiko’s right leg over her face and begins biting on Fujiko’s calf, causing The Wrestling Goddess to yelp before letting go of the hold.

Stephy Auger: Molly did said she was going to eat her leg!

After Fujiko turns over onto her knee and gets back to her feet, Molly gets back to her feet and begins nailing Fujiko with shoot kicks to the right calf. Molly nails Fujiko with another sharp shoot kick to the right calf.

*THWACK!*

And another.

*THWACK!*

And another!

*THWACK!*

And another!

*THWACK!*

And another!

*THWACK!*

And another!

*THWACK!*

And another!

*THWACK!*

The last kick drops Fujiko down to a knee. From there, Molly stands in front of Fujiko and talks all the trash before smacking the taste right out of her mouth. The boos continue as Molly taunts Fujiko before slapping her across the face again. Molly continues her shit talking until Fujiko quickly knocks her off her feet with a spinning leg sweep, followed by a standing Shooting Star Press!

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Molly kicks out.

Kris Cruise: That cockiness nearly cost her!

Fujiko picks up Molly and goes for an irish whip. But Molly reverses, sending Fujiko into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, Molly sends her flipping down to the canvas with a low dropkick.

Stephy Auger: Molly might have just taken out her knee. We can only hope!

While Fujiko nurses her leg, Molly marches over and delivers several stops to the face. Molly taunts Fujiko, telling her to “try and walk it off this time” before delivering several stomps to the right leg.

Kris Cruise: Molly is stomping the absolutely hell out of Fujiko right now!

Stephy Auger: GOOD!

Molly continues her assault while telling Fujiko to “get up, you fat fuck”. After kicking Fujiko over onto her stomach, Molly grabs her right leg, bends it at 90 degrees, lifts her up and throws down the knee hard against the canvas. The boos continue as Molly takes the knee, lifts it up and throws it down against the canvas a second time. Fujiko can be seen wincing in pain while she holds her right knee.

Stephy Auger: Fujiko’s not gonna be able to do all that flipping and flopping around with a bad wheel!

Molly crouches down next to Fujiko and motions for her to get up. Fujiko tries to kick her away with her left foot. But Molly is able to slip out of the way. She then pounces on Fujiko with another set of stomps to the body. Molly then brings Fujiko back to her feet and lifts her up for a shinbreaker. But instead of bringing Fujiko down across her knee, Molly takes Fujiko, runs and throws her over the top rope and to the floor. The crowd boos when Fujiko crashes hard on the outside.

Kris Cruise: My God, did you hear that thud?

Stephy Auger: Yeah, it was great!

Molly circles the ring while Fujiko clutches her knee on the floor. The former Pride Champion makes her way over to the side of the ring, sits down on the middle rope and waves Fujiko back inside. With Fujiko still down on the outside, the ref starts his count.

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THIR-

The ref restarts his count when Molly rolls to the outside. After paintbrushing the back of Fujiko’s head with slaps, Molly brings her back to her feet and lifts her up for a shinbreaker. But instead of bring her down across her knee, Molly throws her down against the edge of the apron. Fujiko lets out a yelp as she crumbled to the floor. The crowd boos as Fujiko clutches her knee with both hands. Molly taunts Fujiko, telling her to make a miraculous recovery now before rolling back inside. The ref checks in with Fujiko while she’s down on the outside. He then gets back into the ring and restarts his count.

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TEN!



Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s still down!

Stephy Auger: She’s not gonna be able to make it back in, Cruise! Who knows, the ref may just rule that she can’t continue and call the match right here!

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The crowd gasps, then cheers upon seeing Fujiko pulling herself up onto the apron using the ropes.

Stephy Auger: What the hell!?!?

Molly shakes her head with disgust before making her way over to attack. After a shoulder thrust through the ropes, Molly goes for a vertical suplex back into the ring. But Fujiko’s able to flip down from behind and rolls her up with an O’Connor Roll.

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Molly kicks out.

After both grapplers return to their feet, Molly throws out a punch. But Fujiko ducks and counters with an open hand slap across the face. Molly then throws out another punch. But again, Fujiko ducks and counters with an open hand slap. She then strikes Molly across the face with another slap… and another… and another… and another! Molly then goes to cut off Fujiko’s comeback with a boot to the midsection. But Fujiko’s able to catch her foot. She then swings Molly’s leg away from her. When Molly turns back to face her, Fujiko goes to follow up with a handstand calf kick. But Molly is able to block it and counter into a single leg crab.

Kris Cruise: Molly just reversed the handstand calf kick into a crab!

Stephy Auger: What a counter!

The crowd boos as Molly successfully reverses the kick into a single leg crab. The ref gets down and checks on Fujiko as The Wrestling Goddess howls in pain. He asks her if she wants to give up. But Fujiko refuses. So Molly grips the right knee as she pulls back on the leg, applying more pressure.

Stephy Auger: Look at the pain written all over Fujiko’s face! What a sight to see!

Fujiko can be heard groaning while she shakes her head. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. Again, Fujiko refuses. So Molly modifies the submission and places her knee into the back of Fujiko. The crowd gasps and boos when Molly pulls back, applying even more pressure.

Kris Cruise: Now Molly’s really got it locked in?

Stephy Auger: Do you hear it, Cruise?

Kris Cruise: Hear what?

Stephy Auger: The squeals coming from that fat pig Fujiko?

Kris Cruise: OH STOP IT!

Fujiko tugs at her hair while she lays in agony. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. But she doesn’t answer. Instead, she just howls in pain. Molly can be heard screaming at Fujiko to quit just like her Mother quit at life. The ref checks with Fujiko and asks if she wants to give up. Winces as she lifts her head up. The crowd gasps as the hand starts to come down… then it stops. The gasps turn to cheers when Fujiko wags her index finger, refusing to quit.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s got some fight left in her!

Stephy Auger: She was always too stubborn!

Frustrated, Molly stands up. While still having her arm hooked around Fujiko’s right leg, Molly proceeds to stomp away on the back of Fujiko’s head to boos from the crowd. She then sits back down into the single leg crab.

Stephy Auger: Molly’s not done with Fujiko The Hut just yet!

Molly can be seen repeatedly tugging back on the leg as she tries to get Fujiko to quit. But The Wrestling Goddess won’t give her the satisfaction of quitting. Instead, she tries her best to pull herself towards the side of the ring. The crowd cheers as Fujiko begins to make progress towards the ropes. Molly can be seen shaking her head in disbelief.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s fighting back! She’s fighting her way towards the ropes!

Stephy Auger: What in the world!?!?

Molly continues to shake her head while Fujiko pulls herself towards the side of the ring. She then reaches out… and grabs the bottom rope to an explosion of cheers. But the cheers soon turn to boos when Molly refuses to release the hold. The ref then gives Molly until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Molly releases the hold. She then picks up Fujiko, drags her by the hair into the corner and slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle. After bashing Fujiko with an elbow smash to the face, Molly takes her by the wrist and whips her hard into the opposite corner. While Fujiko lays writhing in pain in the corner, Molly runs across the ring and goes for a handspring back elbow. But Fujiko moves out the way. The crowd cheers when Molly ends up crashing back-first into the turnbuckles. Fujiko immediately follows up with a rope-assisted gamengiri. She then hoists Molly up and sits her down on the top turnbuckle. After climbing up onto the top ropes, Fujiko hops onto Molly’s shoulders and goes for a top rope hurricanrana. But Molly blocks the move, leaving Fujiko hanging upside down.

Kris Cruise: Uh oh...

After Molly brings her legs back into the ring, she lifts Fujiko back up onto her shoulders before standing up onto the middle ropes. Molly then goes for a powerbomb. But Fujiko reverses, sending Molly flipping down to the canvas with a hurricanrana!

Kris Cruise: What a counter from Fujiko!

After Molly and Fujiko get back to their feet, Fujiko connects with a step-up enzuigiri before delivering the MIDA Multi-Tool (Lumbar Check). The crowd cheers while Molly writhes in pain. But Fujiko is also clearly in pain as she clutches her right knee.

Kris Cruise: That move might have hurt her more than Molly!

Stephy Auger: What a dummy!

While Molly is still down, Fujiko rolls out onto the apron before pulling herself up using the ropes. After limping her way across the apron, she signals to the crowd before slowly climbing up the turnbuckles.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s headed to the top!

Stephy Auger: On a bad leg!? Why!?

As soon as Fujiko gets her right foot on the top turnbuckle, the crowd boos when Molly lunges into the corner and connects with a Superman Punch. She then scales to the middle ropes, grabs Fujiko and brings her down with a superplex. After dragging Fujiko int position, Molly steps out onto the apron, scales to the top turnbuckle, flips off and crashes down across Fujiko’s knees with Air Molly (450 frog splash). Molly rolls to her right and hooks both legs for the cover.

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REID - 1
MINE - 0

Kris Cruise: Molly’s got the first fall!

Stephy Auger: YES! YES YES YES YES YES!

Kris Cruise: Now all the pressure is on Fujiko! She has to win these next to falls to win!

Stephy Auger: When has Fujiko every beaten Molly twice in the same match? The answer is NEVER! The ref should just do Fujiko a favor and stop this match before Molly stomps her into the mat!

After the 30 second mandatory rest period ends, the bell sounds to start the next fall. Molly immediately darts across the ring and connects with a front dropkick, sending Fujiko flying into the turnbuckles. After Fujiko crumbles to the mat, Molly steps back out onto the apron, scales to the top turnbuckle, flips off and goes for Air Molly. But Fujiko rolls out onto the apron, causing Molly to crash onto the canvas.

Stephy Auger: NOOOOOOO!

Fujiko pulls herself up using the ropes as Molly struggles to get back to a vertical base. When Molly turns around, Fujiko delivers a slingshot hurricanrana. After Molly gets back to her feet, Fujiko rushes over and plants her with a rope assisted Tornado DDT. She turns over and makes the cover.

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Molly gets her shoulder up.

Fujiko picks up Molly, heads into the corner and slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Molly around, Fujiko unleashes a series of knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. She then gives Molly a series of shoot kicks to the chest using her left leg. After taking Molly by the wrist, Fujiko goes for an irish whip. But Molly reverses, sending Fujiko into the opposite corner. Molly then runs across the ring to attack. But Fujiko counters with a snap overhead belly to belly suplex into the turnbuckles.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko is on fire right now!

Stephy Auger: *grmbl*

Fujiko picks up Molly and slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle again before sitting her down on the top turnbuckle facing the crowd. She then pulls Molly down into the Tree of Woe before delivering several kicks to the midsection. After stepping out onto the apron, Fujiko does her best to scale to the top turnbuckle. Molly tries to sit up and get herself out of the Tree of Woe. While she’s in mid sit up, Fujiko jumps off the top turnbuckle and knocks Molly down out of the tornado with a diving double foot stomp, leaving Molly folded up on the canvas.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko with the double foot stomp in the corner! She’s got Molly Reid in a bad way, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: Shut up, already!

Fujiko crawls over, pulls Molly over onto her back and makes the cover.

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Molly reaches up and grabs the bottom rope.

Kris Cruise: Both grapplers are now down to one final rope break a piece.

When Fujiko goes to slowly pull Molly up off the mat, Molly grabs her by the front of the tights and yanks back, sending Fujiko through the ropes and onto the apron. While Fujiko pulls herself up using the ropes, Molly runs over and dives through the ropes to spear Fujiko off the apron. But Fujiko evades the attack with a slingshot somersault, sending Molly crashes to the floor. Back inside, Fujiko’s right knee buckles are she lands back inside. After holding her knee, Fujiko turns around and sees Molly picking herself back up. So Fujiko rushes over to the ropes and knocks her down with a topé con giro to the outside.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko wiped out Molly on the outside!

Stephy Auger: How? HOW!?

Fujiko picks up Molly and rolls her back inside. As soon as Fujiko rolls back in, she goes for the cover. But Molly isn’t there. Instead, Molly has rolled across the ring, rolled underneath the bottom rope and back to the outside. Molly sits out on the apron to take a breather. But she ends up getting knocked off the apron with a soccer kick to the back from Fujiko. Once Moly gets back to her feet and turns around, the crowd cheers when she gets knocked down with a slingshot corkscrew plancha from Fujiko!

Kris Cruise: Fujiko has taken it to Molly throughout this second fall! Molly has consistently tried to get away from Fujiko. But Fujiko has been all over her!

Fujiko picks up Molly and rolls her back inside. After climbing back up onto the apron, Fujiko hits a slingshot senton before dragging Molly away from the ropes. She makes the cover.

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Molly gets her shoulder up.

Fujiko picks up Molly, hits her with three elbow smashes. She grabs Molly by the wrist and goes for an irish whip. But Molly reverses, sending her towards the ropes. Fujiko then counters with a handspring enzuigiri, knocking Molly down to one knee. Fujiko returns to her feet before heading back into the ropes. When she returns, she spikes Molly with a headscissors facebuster. She makes the cover.

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Molly gets her shoulder up.

Fujiko picks up Molly, grabs her by the wrist from behind and rolls her out in front of her before pulling her into alternating forearms and backfists. While Molly is dazed, Fujiko turns and heads into the ropes. When she comes back, she knocks Molly down with the 4-Play (running single leg dropkick). After dragging Molly into position, Fujiko steps out onto the apron and goes to climb to the top turnbuckle. But before she can flip off, Molly rolls underneath the bottom rope to the outside.

Kris Cruise: What’s Molly doing!?

Stephy Auger: What did you expect her to do? Just lay there?

Fujiko climbs down as she sees Molly walking away and heading over to the timekeeper’s table. Fujiko steps down onto the floor and heads over to where Molly is at ringside. As soon as Fujiko spins her around, Molly jabs the ringbell into her throat. The crowd erupts with boos as Fujiko goes down. The ref immediately calls for the bell.

Kris Cruise: My God!

REID - 1
MINE - 1

The boos continue as Molly stomps the hell out of Fujiko. She taunts The Wrestling Goddess, telling her to “get up now” before delivering a hard punt kick to the ribs.

Kris Cruise: Molly Reid has absolutely lost it!

Stephy Auger: I would to if I had to deal with the likes of Fujiko Mine every week!

Molly looks at the crowd before telling them that she has nothing to prove! She then goes over and shoves the timekeeper out of the way before snatching up his chair. Molly fits the folded out chair around Fujiko’s neck before slamming her face-first into the ring post. While Fujiko stumbles back, Molly goes over and snatches up another steel chair. She then takes the folded up chair, runs over and smacks the chair around Fujiko’s head, sending the former Pride Champion twirling down to the floor and sending the chair flying off her neck.

Kris Cruise: MY GOD NO!

Molly pulls up Fujiko by the hair and slams her face-first onto the apron before shoving her back into the ring. She then turns around and taunts the booing and jeering crowd before rolling back inside. After dragging Fujiko back towards the center of the ring, Molly makes the cover. But the ref doesn’t count. Molly does a double take as she watches the ref stand there. Molly return to her feet and shoves the ref. Molly demands that he counts. But he refuses, telling her that he’s got to check on Fujiko first to make sure that she’s okay to continue. Molly rolls her eyes as she throws up her hands in exasperation.

Stephy Auger: Look at this! Just look at this! Fujiko is clearly out of it! She can’t continue! But the ref won’t call the match!

Kris Cruise: Yeah, because Molly attacked her during the rest period, that’s why?

The ref kneels down next to Fujiko and asks her if she wants to give up. Fujiko tries to talk. But she can’t due to the ringbell shot to the throat.

Stephy Auger: Look at Fujiko. She’s putting on an act just like she’s always done! I bet she’s not even hurt! She’s just trying to sucker in Molly for a quick rollup!

The ref asks her again if she wants to continue. Fujiko places her hand on his shoulders and slowly nods, eliciting cheers from the crowd. A quick shot of Molly sees her narrowing her eyes.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s not giving up! She wants to continue!

Stephy Auger: Awwww, well would you look at that?

The ref looks over at Molly, then back down to Fujiko. Against his better judgement, he calls for the bell to start the third and final fall.

Stephy Auger: get her, Molly! GET HER!

The ref gets the heck out of dodge as Molly rushes over towards Fujiko. The New Murder member proceeds to stomp the hell out of Fujiko before mounting herself on top of The Wrestling Goddess. Molly unleashes a flurry of 12-to-6 elbows to the face. Fujiko tries to cover up. Not only to the sharp elbows get through Fujiko’s defenses, but one of them bloodies Fujiko’s nose. As soon as Molly sees the blood, her eyes widen as she strikes down with harder and faster elbows. The ref then moves Molly off of Fujiko before once again attending to the fallen competitor.

Stephy Auger: There it is! It’s over! It’s over! It’s over! Ring the bell!

The ref asks Fujiko if she wants to give up. Fujiko doesn’t answer and instead tries to shake out the cobwebs. The ref again asks Fujiko if she wants to give up. But it looks like Fujiko doesn’t even know where she is. The ref then goes to call for the bell. But Fujiko quickly reaches over and grabs his wrists before shaking her head at him.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s telling him not to call for the bell! She wants to continue!

Stephy Auger: I’m so sick of this damn drama queen!

The ref asks Fujiko if she’s sure she wants to continue. The crowd cheers when Fujiko nods. The cheers then turn to boos when Molly nudges the ref out of the way. She then drops down to her knees, grabs Fujiko by the hair with both hands and repeatedly rams the back of her head against the canvas. The boos continue as Molly yanks up Fujiko by the hair and then flings her across the ring. Molly marches over, yanks up Fujiko by the hair and flings her to another side of the ring. Molly goes over, yanks up Fujiko by the hair, runs and flings her through the ropes and to the floor.

Molly begins pacing back and forth while Fujiko lays sprawled out to the floor. Molly’s pacing stops when, out of the corner of her eye, she sees Fujiko trying to pick herself up. So Molly turns and runs into the far ropes. When she comes back, she leaps over the top turnbuckle and knocks Fujiko down with a suicide dive. The boos continue as Molly rolls Fujiko back inside, rolls herself back in and makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Molly picks up Fujiko, grabs her by the throat, moves her into the corner and unleashes a flurry of punches, kicks, knees and elbows before delivering a spinning back elbow that sends Fujiko slumping down into the corner. Molly turns around and delivers thrusting knee strikes to the face before pulling a dazed Fujiko back to her feet. She then takes Fujiko and whips her into the opposite corner before running across the ring and connecting with a handspring back elbow. Molly brings Fujiko out of the corner before whipping her into the far ropes. When Fujiko returns, Molly leaps across the ring and knocks her down with a flying lariat. The boos continue as she crawls over and makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Molly picks up Fujiko and nails her with an elbow smash. Fujiko comes back with an elbow smash of her own. Molly then rocks Fujiko with another elbow smash. Fujiko stumbles back a bit. After finding her footing, she shakes off the blow before blasting Molly with another elbow smash. She then hits Molly with another elbow smash… and another… and anoth-NO! Molly cuts off the comeback with a spinning back kick to the midsection. She then delivers a kick to the right calf, dropping Fujiko down to a knee. Molly caps off the attack with an Axe Kick to the head, sending Fujiko crumbling to the mat. The boos continue as she makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Molly picks up Fujiko and goes for an irish whip. But Fujiko reverses,s ending Molly into the ropes. When Molly returns, Fujiko sets up for a back body drop. But Molly counters with a kick to the face. She then turns, runs towards the ropes and knocks Fujiko down with a springboard chuck kick. Molly makes the cover.

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Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Molly picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. She throws out a front dropkick. But she does so too early, allowing Fujiko to hang onto the ropes and watch her land back-first on the mat. As Molly turns over and gets up on one knee, Fujiko heads over and plants her with a basement hurricanrana. While Molly lays sprawled out on the canvas, Fujiko steps over her and goes for a standing moonsault. But she ends up landing across Molly’s knees.

Kris Cruise: Molly got her knees up!

Fujiko picks herself up, but she’s immediately doubled over after another spinning back kick to the midsection. Molly then hops onto her back before bringing her down with a sunset flip powerbomb.

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The crowd gasps, then cheers when Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Molly slowly pulls up Fujiko by the hair and slaps her across the face. As a dazed Fujiko turns back to her, Molly clobbers her with an elbow smash, sending Fujiko crumbling down to the canvas. Molly then slowly pulls Fujiko back to her feet by the hair. Molly begins to yell at Fujiko until Fujiko quickly slaps her hands from off of her and follows up with the Lucky Shot. The crowd explodes with cheers as Molly falls to the mat.

Kris Cruise: Lucky Shot!

Stephy Auger: NOOOO!

Kris Cruise: Molly Reid just got hit with the Lucky Shot!

Fujiko heads over and makes the cover!

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Kris Cruise: NO!

Stephy Auger: Molly gets her shoulder up!

The crowd lets out a sigh as Fujiko looks over at the ref. She holds up three fingers. But the ref shakes his head and holds two fingers back at her. Fujiko brings Molly back to her feet and hits an elbow smash before turning and heading into the ropes. Fujiko goes for another S.W.A.K. But Molly leaps up and counters with a double knee facebreaker! The boos continue as she turns over and makes the cover.

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THRE-NO!

The crowd gasps, then cheers when Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: How did she get her shoulder up after that!?

Stephy Auger: THAT’S WHAT I WANNA KNOW!

Molly steps out onto the apron and scales to the top turnbuckle. Once Fujiko returns to her feet and turns around, Molly leaps off and knocks her down with a flying crossbody!

… but Fujiko ends up rolling through it!

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Molly kicks out.

After both grapplers scramble back to a vertical base, Molly throws out the Molly Kick. But Fujiko ducks and heads towards the ropes. When Molly turns around, Fujiko goes for a handspring Ace Crusher. But Molly counters with a front dropkick to the back, knocking her down. She then picks up Fujiko, lifts her up and delivers her own move to her, the MIDA Multi-Tool! While Fujiko lays sprawled out on the mat, Molly turns and heads into the ropes. When she comes back, she rolls forward before crashing across Fujiko with a somersault senton. She reaches back and hooks the near leg for the cover.

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THRE-NO!

Fujiko turns over into a grounded crucifix pin.

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Molly gets her shoulder up.

After both grapplers get back to their feet, Fujiko throws out another Lucky Shot. This time, Molly leans back. Once Fujiko lands back on her feet, Molly doubles her over with a boot to the midsection before planting her with a springboard DDT. She makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

Molly picks up Fujiko and whips her into the corner. She then rushes over to attack, but Fujiko knocks her back with a back elbow to the face. While Molly is dazed, Fujiko turns and goes to climb up to the top turnbuckle. But right behind her is Molly, who runs into the corner, runs up to the top ropes and goes to throw her off with an avalanche German Suplex! Somehow, Fujiko rotates in the air and lands on her feet. But her right knee quickly buckles before she crumbles to the canvas!

Kris Cruise: Fujiko just went done!

Stephy Auger: She’s hurt, ref! Call for the bell!

The boos continue while Fujiko can be seen clutching her knee. In the corner, Molly gets into a crouched position as she waits to pounce at the right moment. As soon as Fujiko turns over and slowly gets back to her feet, she darts out of the corner and lunges at Fujiko for The Aaron Donald (spear). But Fujiko is able to counter at the last second with a spinning heel kick to the head, eliciting cheers from the crowd.

Molly struggles to get back to her feet while shaking out the cobwebs. Once she’s back to a vertical base, Fujiko leaps onto her shoulders from behind before spiking her with a poison rana! Fujiko rolls her into position before rolling out onto the apron. After pulling herself up using the ropes, Fujiko gingerly climbs up to the top turnbuckle. The crowd cheers when she flips off and crashes down across Molly with the Brush With Perfection (Spiral Tap)! She makes the cover.

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The crowd explodes with cheers “Sirens” blasts over the PA.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, Fujiko Mine!

Fujiko gets her arm raised. But she quickly drops down to the mat and clutches her knee.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko avenges her loss from last year! Fujiko picks up the win over Molly Reid! This has been nearly a year in the making for Fujiko. But I’m sure the wait was well worth it.

Stephy Auger: What a miscarriage of justice this was.

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

The lights go out. A few seconds later, a creepy female voice tells everyone "open your mind" before glass breaks and "Senbonzakura" by Lindsey Stirling plays.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, the FGA 15 Champion, El Guapo, Julian Tiiijerrrrrrriiiiiiiiina!

Julian comes out in a pink and white suit, flanked by two gorgeous girls, one a redhead and the other a blonde, each on one arm, all of them bathed in varying shades of pink. Julian has a wide grin on his face, both girls smiling as well. They waste no time in heading to the ring where a large casket is set-up, flowers and some people in black dresses and suits around it, and a framed photo of Brian Stryker on top of it. Like a gentleman, Julian helps his girls get inside the ring. He winks at the camera before taking to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. He perches on top of it, staring out into the fans who boo him. Some of them, mostly his loyal fan girls, continue to cheer his name, however. He closes his eyes and basks in the reaction before jumping down inside the ring, on the mat.

He continues grinning before the blonde gives him a microphone. Julian waits for his music to die down before speaking, ignoring the boos. He takes his place in the middle of the ring, right in front of the casket, staring at it.

Julian Tijerina: Damas y caballeros, we are gathered here tonight to mourn the career of one Brian Stryker.

Julian pauses to let the crowd boo their hearts out. He laughs at them before continuing.

Julian Tijerina: Papa Stryker, whose age has finally caught up to him, will find himself having more than just trouble at Trouble in Paradise. Because when September 9, 2017, comes, the Stan Sheriff Center in Honolulu, Hawaii, will be his final resting place.

Julian turns to his girls and winks at them. They giggle. The rest of the black-clad extras bow their head, pretending to sob and weep for Stryker.

Julian Tijerina: Stryker thinks that he is going to come into our match, enter the ring, beat me down, and take the FGA 15 Championship off of my beautiful waist, only to put it around his old-man, wrinkly, hairy, disgusting, foul-smelling, garbage bin of a waist?

Julian turns to everyone in the ring. They all shake their heads, some of them making weird weeping sounds.

Julian Tijerina: Stryker thinks wrong! Because at Trouble in Paradise, Stryker isn't going to leave the ring the NEW FGA 15 Champion. No, no, no... Stryker isn't even getting to leave the ring.

Julian hands over the microphone to the red head, so he can haphazardly take off his suit, leaving only his expensive undershirt and pants and shiny black shoes. One of the black-clad guests gives him a shovel from under the casket. Julian motions for the microphone and the red head holds it for him.

Julian Tijerina: I am not going to let Stryker ruin my career, my life, yet again. I am not going to let him get his grimy hands on my FGA 15 Championship. What I'm going to do is this...

Julian suddenly smashes the photo of Brian Stryker with his shovel. Everyone in the ring is caught surprised. They move away from Julian and the casket as Julian continues striking it with his shovel. Again. And again. And again. The casket actually crumbles to the mat, mostly because the table supporting it loses two of its legs. Julian finally stops, panting, trying to catch his breath, and the red head carefully goes to him, putting the microphone near his mouth.

Julian Tijerina: ...and when I finally do you all the honor of burying Brian Stryker, I'm going to bury myself in his wife. Because... I. Am. THE GREATEST FGA 15 CHAMPION YOULL EVAH KNOOOWW!!!

Suddenly the sound of clapping is heard as everyone looks up at the screen. Brian Stryker has appeared on it as it shows him standing outside in the dark.

Brian Stryker Bravo Jules. Bravo. Very good speech. I’d put that right up there with Denzel Washington’s Remember the Titans civil war speech. I wouldn’t say it’s better but it’s close. Very passionate. But also so full of bullshit. I would come out and confront on that, but I decided to take a little ride first out to this little middle of nowhere clearing.. What do you think of my rental?

The camera zooms out to reveal Brian sitting on the hood of Julian’s trademark purple Lamborghini Murcielago.

Brian Stryker I borrowed this from your parking spot so don’t worry. I’ll make sure to fill it back up when I return it. Such a sweet ride. Sturdy and gets surprisingly good gas milage

He bangs his foot on the hood a few times as he grins, scratching the paint, as he looks up at the night sky.

Brian Stryker You know it’s just a funny thing Jules. You want to talk about burying me, blah blah blah. I mean if I had a nickel every time people said that to me. For 15 years it’s been all I heard and frankly, I’m sick of it. People seem to think they are gonna be the one to end me and drive me out of this business. Well here I am, still here, still being the lame dad that I am. And nothing is gonna stop me.

The one thing I did learn in this business is that you can’t approach everyone the same. You have to be creative in the way you attack someone. Some you just straight up charge and punch until you’re pulled apart. Other’s you play mind games and try to throw them off. But you Jules, you’re different. I can’t just kick your teeth out or play mind games with you. You’re so twisted in your own little world that you just brush everything done to you off. That’s why to hurt the man you are. You hit him where it hurts…..his image. You take away what makes him him. Take a look at the passengers I picked up.

Brian hops off the hood of the car to the back seat and the passenger side of the car, where three propane tanks are strapped into both seats. Brian pats the tanks as he grins evilly to the camera.

Brian Stryker Meet my good friends. This is 60 pounds of propane strapped to this car. They’re good companion. They don’t talk much, something you could learn Jules. The only problem is, when these tanks are put under pressure….they tend to blow up.

Brian walks a good 80+ yards away from the car as he picks up a bow and arrow.

Brian Stryker You wanna talk about burying my career. You want to talk about burying yourself in my wife? This is what I have to say about that.

He takes an arrow and lights it with his lighter as the material on the tip goes up in a blue flame. He pulls the bowstring back as he aims the arrow down range. He lets go as the “thwump” of the bow sends the flaming arrow soaring through the night sky. The arrow hits the tank as it suddenly goes up in a fire ball, taking the car with it. The fans can be heard cheering the destruction as Brian grins as he takes a few more yards back, as the smoke pours into the night sky and bits of the car are strewn about the clearing.

Brian Stryker That was bigger than I expected. This is it Jules. We go to my home of Hawaii for Trouble in Paradise. We go for 15 minutes and I will be walking out with that belt. So pay those extras for your little skit and get ready. Because September 9th, you will be left with nothing. Toodles.

Brian walks off screen as the camera zooms in and focuses on the flaming wreckage that was Julian’s car.

We go back to the arena where Julian’s mouth is open, his eyes wide, in horror at what just happened. The blonde and the redhead take their places beside Julian but he isn’t responsive. The black-clad guests are not sure what they should be doing at this point. The crowd starts chanting Brian Stryker’s name as Julian drops to his knees as if his soul just left him.

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

DDT3 FINALS
Upper Echelon vs. Chaotics

The lights in the arena slowly fade to darkness. While this hushes some members of the audience, others grow loud in anticipation. “Deadcruiser” hits the PA system and a silver-blue strobe begins to dance near the top of the ramp, revealing a feminine figure with a hoodie thrown over wrestling gear, back turned toward the ring. As the lights in the arena begin to systematically brighten, it becomes clear that the figure is Ashlyn De Luca. The arena plunges into darkness once more, earning a cheap pop from the live audience for theatrics-- before all of the lights scream to life, casting a blinding glow down on the pair at the top of the ramp. While Ashlyn De Luca now faces the ring, arms still above her head, our camera swing to reveal Logan standing with his back to hers, arms held out straight to the side. Ashlyn lowers her arms, pointing a two-handed “finger gun” toward the camera with a smirk, though she abandons it as she and the hooded Logan Alexander abruptly part, marching toward the ring with a purpose.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the finals of the 2017 Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament! Introducing first, making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of 368 pounds! They are “The Mayor of Ashlanta and her Chief of Staff”... Logan Alexander and Ashlyn De Luca… THE CHAOOOOOTICCSSSSS!!!

Reaching the bottom of the ramp, Ashlyn pauses just once to survey the audience while Logan walks to the ring apron, stepping inside. Ashlyn ever-so-faintly smiles into the audience again before rushing to the barricade. Our hard camera takes over, with Ashlyn leaping onto the barricade, arms wide as she screams back out into the raucous audience. Behind her, Logan mounts the bottom-and-middle ropes, arms held to his side in a similar pose. Ashlyn drops from the barricade, sliding into the ring beneath the ropes and Logan, hopping to her feet on the opposite side of the ring, screaming out into the other side of the audience as they rise to their feet. Logan drops down from the ropes and bumps forearms with De Luca in the center of the ring as they pass each other, mounting opposite corners to look out into the masses. The Chaotics remove their hoodies, tossing them simultaneously into the crowd as their music fades.

Kris Cruise: Are finals are set, Stephy! It’ll be the team of Upper Echelon taking on The Chaotics. Over the past two months, both of these two teams have made their way through the Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament. Both teams have been tested. At times, it looked like they might even be done. But here they are in the finals. The winners of this match will not only be crowned the 2017 Dynamic Duos winners, but they will be next in line to challenge the PolyChromatic Lion Attack Squad for the FGA World Tag Team Titles.

Stephy Auger: I know I personally had Blonde Ambition versus Smart Style in the Finals. As much as I’d love to, I can’t take anything away from either of these two teams.

Kris Cruise: Who do you think wins in this one?

Stephy Auger: I’m going to go with the team that has someone representing HKW!

Kris Cruise: Way to go out on a limb, Stephy.

As the scene fades back at ringside, the lighting goes pitch black as “Upper Echelon” by. Travis Scott feat. T.I. & 2 Chainz fades in. On the titantron a series of animal faces flash on the screen. As the horn sounds the lights being to flash like strobe lights until the actual song hits.

Pull out the zip, pull out the ride (roll out)
We so high, upper echelon (Straight up)
We so fuckin' high, upper echelon

The camera pans down at the stage and there stood the duo of thee Upper Echelon, Emilio Vialpando & Jinzai! In the middle of them was their manager Tony Capone.

Pull out the zip, pull out the ride (roll out)
We so high, upper echelon (Straight up)
We so fuckin' high, upper echelon

The three men looked out to the crowd listening to their mixtures of cheers and boos. Emilio and Jinzai look at one another nodding symbolizing they was ready. The two speed demon duo sprints down the ramp and slide into the ring while Capone calmly walks down the ramp ignoring the fans on his way down.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents, making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of 395 pounds! They are the team of Emilio Vialpando and Jinzai, the UPPERRRR ECCCCHHHHELOOONNNNN!!!

Both Emilio and Jinzai sprint over corner turnbuckles across from one another taunting the fans. They hop back down and move to the next turnbuckles doing the same. As Capone reaches the ring he applauds the two men. After they hop down from the turnbuckles they head over to their corner and talk with Capone until the match begins.

The bell sounds as as Jinzai attacks De Luca from behind to start things off.

Kris Cruise: Jinzai just Pearl Harbored De Luca!

Jinzai turns De Luca around and whips her into the ropes. When De Luca returns, Jinzai throws her down with an japanese arm drag. After delivering another Japanese arm drag, Jinzai runs over and connects with a dropkick, knocking De Luca through the ropes and to the floor. Back inside the ring, Jinzai rushes into the corner and waits for De Luca to get into position. As De Luca picks herself up off the floor, Jinzai runs across the ring before knocking her down with a Triangle Asai Moonsault!

Kris Cruise: The high risk pays off for Jinzai as he wipes out De Luca on the floor!

Jinzai picks up De Luca and rolls her back inside before sliding back in and making the cover.

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Jinzai picks up De Luca, brings her into the #UE corner and tags Emilio Vialpando in. Once Vialpando gets in, #UE deliver an arm wrench to each arm before whipping her into the far ropes. When De Luca returns, #UE deliver a double flapjack. Jinzai heads to the outside as Vialpando makes the cover.

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De Luca gets her shoulder up.

Vialpando heads back over and tags Jinzai back in. Once Jinzai gets in, #UE pick up De Luca and deliver a double suplex. Vialpando heads to the outside as Jinzai makes the cover.

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De Luca gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Upper Echelon is starting off well with those quick tags.

Stephy Auger: They’re cutting off the ring, too!

Jinzai heads over and tags Vialpando back in. After Vialpando gets in, #UE take De Luca and whip her into the ropes. When De Luca returns, #UE set up for a double back body drop. But De Luca stops and kicks Jinzai square in the face. Once Vialpando stands up, De Luca throws out a kick to the midsection. After Vialpando catches her foot, De Luca throws out an enzuigiri. Vialpando ducks, but Jinzai ends up getting knocked down by the kick. Vialpando then turns and sees Jinzai down. When he turns back to De Luca, she takes Vialpando and whips him into the ropes. When Vialpando returns, De Luca spikes him with a frankensteiner. The cheers continue as she turns over and makes the cover.

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

As Jinzai steps back out to the apron, De Luca picks up Vialpando, brings him over into the Chaotics corner and tags Logan Alexander in. After Alexander gets in, the Chaotics whip him into the far ropes. Wen Vialpando returns, the Chaotics knock him down with a double running dropkick. Alexander makes the cover.

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Vialpando gets his shoulder up.

Alexander picks up Vialpando, moves him into the corner and unleashes a series of knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then takes Vialpando and goes for an irish whip. But Vialpando reverses, sending Alexander into the corner. Vialpando runs across the ring to attack. But he gets cut off by Alexander, who runs out of the corner and throws him down with the Chaotic Impact (STO). He makes the cover.

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Vialpando gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: The tide has turned in the favor of The Chaotics since De Luca was able to tag out to Alexander.

Stephy Auger: But how long do you expect them to keep this up for, honestly?

Alexander picks up Vialpando and whips him into the ropes. When Vialpando returns, Alexander doubles him over with a punch to the midsection. After delivering a vertical suplex, Alexander brings Vialpando back to his feet, scoops him up from the side and delivers a pendulum backbreaker. After heading into the corner, Alexander climbs up onto the middle ropes, jumps off and delivers a pointed elbow drop. Alexander brings Vialpando back to his feet, grabs him from the side and delivers a russian leg sweep. He then turns Vialpando over and locks him in the Perfect Chaos Theory (Edgecator).

Kris Cruise: Alexander’s got his patented submission locked in!

Vialpando cringes as Alexander has the hold locked on. The ref asks Vialpando if he wants to give up. When Vialpando refuses, Alexander leans forward and applies even more pressure.

Kris Cruise: Vialpando has to find a way to get to the ropes!

The ref asks Vialpando if he wants to give up. But El Serpiente does his best to fight through the pain. While Alexander continues to fight for the submission, Jinzai rushes into the ring and runs into the far ropes. When he comes back, he knocks Alexander down with a flying forearm smash.

Kris Cruise: Big time save there by Jinzai!

While Jinzai heads back out to the apron, Vialpando picks up Alexander and knocks him into the corner with punches to the face. After a stinging knife edge chop, he goes for an irish whip. But Alexander reverses, sending him crashing into the corner. Alexander then runs across the ring to attack, but he gets turned around by a boot to the face. As Alexander staggers away from the corner, Vialpando runs up from behind, leaps over Alexander and goes for the Kotaro Krusher. But Alexander slips out of the way, catches Vialpando on the way down and delivers a German Suplex… then a Rolling German Suplex… and another Rolling German… and another… and another. While Vialpando is dazed, Alexander scoops him up across his shoulders for an inverted Death Valley Driver. But when Alexander turns around, the crowd boos when Jinzai nails him with a spinning back kick to the midsection, doubling him over and causing Vialpando to slip down off his shoulders. #UE quickly follows up with Total Elimination, leaving Alexander a folded up on the mat. Jinzai heads back to the apron while Vialpando makes the cover.

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De Luca dives over and breaks up the pin.

Kris Cruise: Timely save there from De Luca! Upper Echelon were less than a second away from becoming the 1017 Dynamic Duos winners!

As De Luca heads back out, Vialpando goes over and tags Jinzai back in. Vialpando picks up Alexander and lifts him up onto his shoulders while Jinzai runs into the ropes. When he returns, #UE deliver a Samoan Drop/running single leg dropkick combination. Jinzai makes the cover.

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Alexander gets his shoulder up.

Jinzai heads over and tags Vialpando back in. He then takes Alexander and brings him over to the ropes before #UE deliver a slingshot leg drop/backbreaker combination. Vialpando makes the cover.

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Alexander gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Kris Cruise: Good ring awareness there from the veteran Alexander. You were correct, though. Upper Echelon have regained control of this matchup.

Stephy Auger: I’m always correct.

Vialpando picks up Alexander and whips him hard sternum-first into the turnbuckles. As Alexander stumbles back, Vialpando lifts him up onto his shoulders for an Electric Chair. But before Vialpando can deliver a move, Alexander punches him in the head before reversing into a victory roll.

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Vialpando kicks out.

After both grapplers scramble back to a vertical base, Alexander pulls him down with a small package.

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Vialpando kicks out.

After both grapplers return to their feet, Alexander takes Vialpando and goes for an irish whip. But Vialpando reverses. When Alexander returns, Vialpando goes for a back body drop. But Alexander slips down from behind and rolls him up with an O’Connor Roll.

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Vialpando kicks out, sending Alexander over towards the ropes, where Jinzai nails him with a high kick to the face. As Alexander stumbles back, Vialpando runs up from behind and brings him down with a Kotaro Krusher! Vialpando pushes him over and makes the cover.

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Alexander gets his shoulder up.

Vialpando picks up Alexander, delivers a snap suplex and goes to follow up with a standing moonsault. But he ends up landing across Alexander’s knees.

Kris Cruise: Alexander got his knees up!

After both grapplers return to their feet, Alexander nails him with a right hand. He then socks Vialpando with another right hand… and another… and another. After taking Vialpando by the wrist, he goes for an irish whip. But Vialpando reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Alexander returns, Vialpando knocks him down with a high knee strike. He then runs towards the side of the ring, hops onto the middle rope and flips back for a Lionsault. But again, he lands across Alexander’s knees.

Kris Cruise: Vialpando got caught with the knees again!

When Vialpando gets back up, Alexander rushes over and knocks him down with a lariat takedown. After a second lariat takedown, Alexander rushes back over and goes for the Chaotic Impact. But Vialpando ducks and counters with a Blue Thunder Bomb!

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The crowd cheers when Alexander gets his shoulder up.

Vialpando picks up Alexander and sets him up for a hangman’s neckbreaker. But Alexander slips out and goes for a German Suplex. Before he can hit the move, Vialpando nails him with an elbow to the face before performing a standing switch. He then lifts Alexander up onto his shoulders for the Croyt’s Wrath. But Alexander is able to stop him with repeated punches to the head. After slipping down in front of Vialpando, Alexander rocks him with a superkick. He then doubles him over with a boot to the midsection before planting him with the Chaotic Shockwave (Implant DDT). He turns Jinzai over and makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Vialpando gets his shoulder up.

Alexander picks up Vialpando, moves him into the corner and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle. After climbing up onto the middle ropes, Alexander goes for a superplex. But Vialpando blocks the move. So Alexander tightens his grip and goes for another superplex. But again, Vialpando blocks the move. Vialpando then nails Alexander with several shots to the ribs before rocking him with a punch to the face. After bringing his legs back into the ring, Vialpando slips down to the canvas, gets out from underneath Alexander and yanks him down by the ankle, causing him to smack his face across the top turnbuckle. He then pulls Alexander away from the corner before lifting him up onto his shoulders and delivering Croyt’s Wrath.

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The crowd gasps, then cheers when Alexander gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: How close was that?

Stephy Auger: Too close if you’re The Chaotics!

Vialpando goes over and tags Jinzai back in. Vialpando lifts Alexander up onto his shoulders as Jinzai runs into the ropes. When Jinzai returns, he goes for a jumping neckbreaker. But he whiffs when Alexander delivers a victory roll to Vialpando. After both grapplers return to their feet, Jinzai throws out a superkick. But Alexander ducks, accidentally catching Vialpando with the kick! Alexander then knocks down Jinzai with a superkick before turning to El Serpiente and knocking him through the ropes with a superkick of his own. He then picks up Jinzai, only to get raked across the eyes. The boos continue as Jinzai whips him into the ropes. When Alexander returns, Jinzai runs past him. So Alexander slams the brakes. When he turns around, he nearly spears Jinzai out of his boots! Jinzai howls in pain while he clutches his ribs. Meanwhile, Alexander turns over and tries to make the tag to De Luca.

Kris Cruise: De Luca’s ready for the tag!

De Luca can be seen slapping the top turnbuckle before climbing up onto the middle rope and reaching her hand out. Jinzai turns over and sees Alexander crawling towards the corner. So he lunges over and latches onto Alexander’s ankle. Alexander then takes his free leg and repeatedly kicks Jinzai in the face until he knocks him off of him. Alexander then dives over and makes the tag!

Jinzai gets to his feet. When he looks over, De Luca leaps off the top turnbuckle and knocks him down with a shotgun dropkick. She makes the cover.

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De Luca picks up Jinzai and goes for an irish whip. But Jinzai reverses. When De Luca returns, she knocks him down with the Syxx Kick. She makes the cover.

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The crowd sighs, then boos when Jinzai gets his shoulder up.

De Luca picks up Jinzai and whips him into the corner. She runs over to attack, but Jinzai catches her with a back elbow to the face. Jinzai then runs from out of the corner before planting De Luca with a running Tornado DDT. He turns over and makes the cover.

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Jinzai picks up De Luca, moves her into the ropes and unleashes a series of shoot kicks to the chest. He then takes De Luca and whips her into the far ropes before bouncing against the near ropes. When de Luca returns, Jinzai leaps across the ring and knocks her down with a flying forearm smash. Jinzai marches back over, picks up De Luca and delivers a front suplex across the top rope. He then runs into an adjacent set of ropes. When he returns, he connects with a running single leg dropkick to the side of the head, sending De Luca flipping back down into the ring. After rolling out onto the apron, Jinzai pulls himself up using the ropes and connects with a superkick, knocking Alexander off the apron and to the floor. He then scales to the top turnbuckle to go for Ride On Shooting Star (elevated corkscrew shooting star press). But De Luca dives over and yanks down the top rope, crotching him across the top turnbuckle! She then scales up to the top ropes, hops onto Jinzai’s shoulders and executes a top rope hurricanrana! De Luca then heads back to the top turnbuckle, flips off and connects with a moonsault. She hooks the leg.

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The crowd sighs, then boos when Jinzai gets his shoulder up.

De Luca heads out onto the apron and scales to the top turnbuckle. Once Jinzai returns to his feet and turns around, De Luca goes for flying double knees. But Jinzai leaps up and knocks her out of the air with a dropkick!

Kris Cruise: What a counter from Jinzai!

Stephy Auger: He had that move well scouted, Cruise.

After De Luca returns to her feet, Jinzai hits her with the Rose Blitz (series of hard strikes, followed by a spinning backfist, capped off with a Tiger Knee Strike). Jinzai then brings De Luca back to her feet, lifts her up and plants her with Death by Konami (vertical drop brainbuster). He makes the cover.

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The crowd gasps, then cheers when De Luca gets her shoulder up. Jinzai holds up three fingers at the ref. The ref shakes his head and confirms his worst fear: it was only a two count.

Jinzai picks up De Luca and whips her into the ropes. When De Luca returns, Jinzai doubles her over with the Brakku Hadouken (double palm thrust to the midsection, followed by a snap kick to the face). Jinzai then delivers the Gō no Ken (high impact palm strike to the face). Jinzai leaps up for the Jinzai Cutter (jumping ace cutter). But De Luca shoves him off into the ropes. When Jinzai returns, De Luca catches him with a front guillotine choke.

Kris Cruise: De Luca’s got the guillotine choke locked on!


While De Luca’s got her legs wrapped around Jinzai, Vialpando rolls into the ring. #UE then delivers a clothesline/spinebuster combination! Jinzai makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Alexander dives over and breaks up the pin.

Kris Cruise: What a save from Chaos Stryke!

Vialpando heads back over, takes Alexander and whips him into the ropes. But instead of coming back, Alexander hangs onto the ropes. So Vialpando rushes over to attack. Alexander then ducks and dumps Vialpando over the top rope. Vialpando lands safely on the apron. But he quickly gets knocked off as Alexander knocks him off the apron and to the floor with a superkick. Back in the ring, Jinzai leaps up for another Jinzai Cutter. But De Luca shoves him into the ropes. When Jinzia returns, De Luca turns him around with a bicycle kick. Alexander then turns him around with a superkick! De Luca then turns Jinzai around with a superkick of her own! Alexander then dazed Jinzai with another superkick! He then lifts Jinzai up as De Luca runs into the ropes. When she returns, The Chaotics bring Jinzai down with the C5! De Luca makes the cover.

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The crowd expldoes with cheers when “Deadcruiser” blasts over the PA.

J.A. Aldridge: Here are your winners of the 2017 Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament, THE CHAOTICS!

Alexander and De Luca help each other up. The cheers continue as the ref stands between them and raises their arms in the air.

Kris Cruise: The Chaotics have done it! The team of Ashlyn De Luca and Logan Alexander have made it all the way to the end, upsetting Upper Echelon and becoming your 2017 Dynamic Duos Tag Team Tournament winners! What a tournament this has been for these two. I’m sure this has to have been an amazing journey. Alexander has had a heck of a comeback to professional wrestling this year. De Luca, of course, has been having an amazing year in HKW and SSWA. Now, they are tournament winners here in FGA. They will now be the next challengers for the PolyChromatic Lion Attack Squad’s World Tag Team Titles!

After shaking hands with a few FGA Officials, The Chaotics are presented with the Dynamic Duos trophies. Cheers and applause fill up Capital One Arena as The Chaotics pose with their newly won hardware.

[FGA Office]

The show cuts backstage to where two members of The New Murder are standing alongside Spencer Burke. Dom Harter and Mercy Williams, both clad in their leather jackets and bandanas, with smiles on their faces.

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with Dom Harter and Mercy Williams who, in a few minutes time, will team together to face off against Jimmy Page and Chris Bond--

Dom Harter: And there’s your first mistake, Spencer!

Harter butts in, clicking his fingers in front of Spencer’s face to get his attention.

Dom Harter: We’re not just here to face off against them.

Mercy Williams: We’re here to break them. Physically, spiritually, mentally…

Spencer Burke: You certainly seemed to have tried that on Flashpoint a few weeks ago when you attacked Jimmy and Chris after their match against Bristow & Barnes--

Harter starts chuckling, running his knuckles down his stubbled jaw as Mercy can’t help but shake her head.

Spencer Burke: --is there something funny about what I said?

Dom Harter: Is this where I’m supposed to feel bad about - what was it? Belittling Jimmy Page, and mocking Jimmy Page. For laughing at his fight to become a better him…

Dom inhales sharply through gritted teeth as he runs both hands through his hair.

Dom Harter: ...damn, that sounds familiar for some reason.

Mercy Williams: And lets not forget his ‘helper’. Because there was a time when I thought Chris Bond was better than this. Or that he knew better than this. Back when he was training me in LDFC, he made it seem like he was wise…

Mercy shrugs her shoulders.

Mercy Williams: ...or he knew what he was doing. But here we are, Chris! You’ve walked right into the belly of the beast, you’re staring down The New Murder and standing alongside Jimmy Page! Of all people, Jimmy Page! And you got your dumb little fiancée to turn her back on me too. And I thought she knew better, but I guess I was wrong.

Dom Harter: She never did choose wisely. But Chris Bond has always tried to bite off more than he could chew. Back in Simcoe, over in Revival, or right here in FGA. He’s the Battle Hardened Veteran for a reason, and I know exactly why! Because I’ve been through those battles with him, and I’ve beaten him before. And tonight I’ll break you once again, Bond...make it so these people, these fans you love; I’ll make it so they never look at you the same way again.

Mercy Williams: And tonight he’ll realize that the student has become the teacher. That I’m wiser than he ever was! And I’ll achieve more than he ever has. Because The New Murder are going to achieve great things, Spencer. From our debut a couple of months ago, we’ve established ourselves as the dominant force here in FGA.

Dom Harter: And soon the gold will follow. Before then? Jimmy…

Harter chuckles again, staring right at the camera as he runs a hand through his hair. By this point, Spencer Burke has all but stepped aside, opting to just hold the microphone close enough to catch what The New Murder are saying.

Dom Harter: ...you don’t need to hunt me, I’m not hiding from you. You want to hurt me, Jimmy? Bring it on! Because whatever you deal out to me, I’ll return to you tenfold. And it may not just be physical. I’ll sink to those depths even you were afraid to sink to, back when you were at your lowest ebb. Back when you were scum. And you know this…

The crooked grin spreads across Dom’s face as he continues.

Dom Harter: ...you know I will take your pain, your addiction, your vices … but I didn’t spit on them, Jimmy.

Pause.

Dom Harter: I pissed on them!

Harter reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a silver chip. He twirls it around between his thumb and forefinger, before he flips it up into the air and catches it.

Dom Harter: Give that to Jimmy when you see him…

With that, Dom hands the chip to Spencer before he and Mercy walk away towards the ring, leaving the interviewer alone as the show cuts back to ringside.

[FGA Office]

TAG TEAM MATCH
Dom Harter & Mercy Williams vs. Jimmy Page & Chris Bond

The electronic ethnic beats echo through the speakers kicking into the chorus of "Mercy" by Badshah. Mercy Williams struts on to the stage with a sly smirk upon her face soaking in the reaction from the audience. Mercy walks down the walkway emphasizing hips to the movements of beat of the music .

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall! Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia! She is “The Emerald Jewel”... MERCY WILLLLLLIAAAAMSSSSS!!!

Mercy climbs up to the apron and spins around on her right knee down and her left leg bent and and gets her feet blowing a kiss to the fans. Mercy ducks under the top rope to climb into the ring and poses with her arms spread with swagger.

I THINK YOU’VE GOT A LOW SELF OPINION MAN
I SEE YOU STANDING ALL BY YOURSELF

The opening chords of “Low Self Opinion” begin to play throughout the arena as the crowd really, really begin to boo. After ten seconds or so, Dom Harter steps out from behind the curtain, and the boos louden! The Tenacious Little Bastard throws his arms out to either side; he pulls the bandana down from over his face to reveal the ever familiar crooked grin plastered on his face as he begins to stride down the aisle, soaking in the reaction that are coming from the fans. Harter climbs up the ring steps and climbs in through the middle rope; once inside the squared circle, Harter climbs up to the middle rope, posing for the fans as he waits for the match to start.

J.A. Aldridge: And her partner, hailing from Cambridge, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 230 pounds! He is “The Tenacious Little Bastard” DOM HARRRRRTERRRRR!!!

Kris Cruise: The rivalry between Dom Harter and Jimmy Page goes back several years. But the flames were reignitied this spring when Page repeatedly called Harter’s bluff on his claims of turning over a new leaf. At All-Star Showdown Six, Page was proven right when Harter showed that he never changed at all! That was also that night that Harter unleashed his New Murder on FGA, consisting of Molly Reid, Jaelynn Ramsey, Fenrys and his partner here tonight, Mercy Williams.

Stephy Auger: You make it sound like this was Harter’s plan all along. As if he was pulling the strings and playing everyone for a fool this whole time. Dom Harter did change. I knew he changed because I saw how soft he became! He didn’t cheat! He didn’t cut corners! He tried to become a better version of himself. He tried to be a better man for you people. Yet what did he get at every turn? Heckled? Disrespected? He got called a liar! How could you blame Harter, or even Molly Reid, for being fed up with FGA and it’s fickle fanbase. They call Molly Reid a cheater. Yet when that fat pig Fujiko Mine does it, you brush it aside and call it “gamesmanship.” Harter tried to change for you people. Yet he continued to get nothing but disrespect. Yet you have a man like Page, who is probably one of the most vile human beings to ever step through FGA’s doors, and now all of a sudden, you people cheer him? Harter and Reid were right about each and every last one of you.

Kris Cruise: As far as Molly Reid is concerned, she’s still sticking to her lies that she never stole the Pride Title from Chris Madison and that her “hands slipped.” No one bought her story then no one’s definitely buying it out. You are right. There were a few of his peers here who did think that he was lying the whole time. But not everyone. Most people here gave him the benefit of the doubt. You know who else did? The fans! It took them a while to warm up to him and trust him. How could they not with Harter’s history. But eventually, they supported him! Heck, the night he turned his back on these fans, he was getting cheered out of the building!

Stephy Auger: Sounds like revisionist history to me, Cruise. The fans have no one to blame but themselves.

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

The house lights dim in the smaller facility, and multi-colored lights soon flicker throughout the filled-to-the-brim center. The crowd jumps to it's feet, blowing the roof off from the much smaller arena as Chris Bond makes his way out from behind the curtains. As he emerges from behind the curtain, there is a small burst of excitement from the crowd. With a spotlight lighting his way, Bond makes his way down the aisle and towards the ring, even slapping a few hands on the way down.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents! Introducing first, now residing out of Greensboro, North Carolina! Weighing in at 242 pounds! He is “The Battle-Hardened Veteran” CHRISSSS BOOOOOOND!!!

Soon enough he jogs up the stairs, and walks along the ring apron before wiping his feet. Chris Bond steps over the second rope and into the ring. The self-proclaimed legend of the wrestling world walks to the center of the ring and stands there for a moment, as flashes go off throughout the waves of fans. He circles the ring, arms outstretched, as the fans cheer loudly once again. Bond enjoys this, as his trademark smirk re-emerges on his face. Heading to his corner, Bond does a few stretches as he waits for the match to begin.

Kris Cruise: Time and time again, Harter mocked Page, asking him who in their right mind would join forces with him against The New Murder. But Page has got one person in his corner and that man is a Battle-Hardened Veteran?

Stephy Auger: Does Bond not remember the last time he got in the ring with Harter? When Harter hancuffed his wrists around the ring post and nearly bashed his head in with a steel chair? That was just one on one! Now he wants to go to war with a Tenacious Little Bastard that has strength in numbers? Bond must be back on the sauce again because this doesn’t make any sense at all.

Kris Cruise: It makes all the sense in the world. Chris Bond is sick and tired of seeing people like Harter, or The New Kings in the past, going around here running roughshod. It’s time to take a stand and defend FGA and he’s going to do just that!

Stephy Auger: Yeah, we all remember what happened last year when Bond tried to take a stand against Johnny Cannon. Cannon nearly ended his career by reinjuring his surgically repaired knee. Then when Cannon finally got back in the ring with him again, The British Mamba split his head open with those elbows have game him a Grade III concussion.

A song crashes into the P.A. system that sounds of static and a guitar. The lights begin to flash a violent red frantically. As the song "Murdered Out" by Kim Gordon really kicks in, the lights continue to flash red. A silhouette appears at the entrance. With a controlled stagger, Jimmy Page comes from the back, head down and arms out from his sides. Page swaggers down to the ring in at a methodical pace. The camera gets a close up of his hair covered face as he makes his way down the aisle. He stops at the top of the ramp, flinging his hair from his eyes and glaring around, chewing on a piece of gum. Through the static red, a spotlight follows Page as he makes his way to the front of the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: And his partner, from Flint, Michigan! Weighing in at 237 pounds… JIMMYYYYY PAAAAAAAGE!!!

He takes a running start, sliding on top of the apron. He stands, gets in the ring, then climbs on top of the turnbuckle. Page spits his gum outside of the ring, into the crowd. Jimmy leaps down from the turnbuckle, and begins to slither down into a seat on the lower turnbuckle; Placing his head against the middle turnbuckle, knocking the back of it against the corner gently as he awaits the bell.

The match starts as Chris Bond and Dom Harter look to start things off. But just then, Bond stops circling the ring, walks back to his corner and tags in Jimmy Page. The roof blows off of the Capital One Arena as Page steps through the ropes and immediately goes over to Harter. But Harter wisely hops onto the apron through the ropes, resulting in an explosion of boos from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Harter wants no parts of Page! But we knew that already!

That doesn’t stop Page as he reaches over the top rope, grabs Harter by the hair and tries to pull him over the top rope. But Harter wraps his arms around the top rope and holds on for dear life. The ref then goes over and gives Page until a count of five to let go.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

When Page reluctantly lets go, Harter nails him with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. The boos continue when Harter takes Page, grabs him by the back of the head with both hands and drops off the apron, delivering a hangman across the top rope. Harter quickly rolls back inside and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Page kicks out.

Harter picks up Page and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Page around, Harter nails him with a barrage of rights and lefts to the midsection. When Page starts to cover up, Harter switches targets and bashes Page in the face with a barrage of elbow strikes. After stomping Page down into the corner, Harter kicks away at Page’s chest before delivering a foot choke. He pulls down on the top rope.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Harter releases the choke and motions to turn away from the corner… then turns back around, lunges down and delivers a two-handed choke to Page.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Harter lets go and tags in Mercy Williams. The crowd boos when Williams gets in and boots the boots to Page. She then brings Page back to his feet and delivers a foot choke of her own while pulling down on the top rope.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FIV-

Williams lets go. But the ref moves her back out of the corner. While the ref admonishes Williams for not releasing the choke in a timely fashion, Harter takes the tag rope and chokes Page with it.

Kris Cruise: Come on, ref, turn around!

Stephy Auger: What’s going on? I don’t see anything!

Kris Cruise: Of course you don’t!

Bond gets in to break up the choke. But he gets held back by the ref. While the ref is admonishing Bond, Williams heads back into the corner and kicks away at Page while he’s still getting choked by Harter. Harterquickly lets go just before the ref turns back around. Williams then brings Page from out of the corner and whips him into the ropes. When Page returns, Williams stuns him with a running back elbow before bringing him down with an inverted headlock backbreaker. She makes the cover.

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Page kicks out.

Williams heads over and tags Harter back in. Once Harter steps back in through the ropes, Page turns over on all fours. As he tries to pick himself back up, Harter rushes over and knocks him back down with a running knee lift. He then darts into the corner and shoves Bond off the apron. The boos continues when The Tenacious Little Bastard marches back over and puts the boots to Page. After pulling Page up by the hair, Harter doubles him over with several punches to the midsection before turning and tossing him through the ropes and to the floor. Harter then rolls to the floor and, with the help of Williams, delivers a double flapjack onto the floor. Harter then picks up Page and whips him hard into the steel steps. The steps go flying as Page crashes into them.

Stephy Auger: The New Murder are having their way with Page!

Kris Cruise: Yeah, with blatant cheating!

Stephy Auger: There’s no crying in wrestling, Cruise.

Harter casually makes his way over to Page and delivers gentle kicks to the head while asking him, “you dead?” Harter then blasts Page with a punt kick to the ribs before stepping up onto the bottom half of the steel steps. Harter then grabs Page by the tights, lifts him up and plants him with a pulling piledriver across the steep steps.

Kris Cruise: My God, what a sickening thud!

Harter takes Page and rolls him back inside before rolling himself back in. He then drags Page away from the ropes before making the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Page gets his shoulder up.

Harter picks up Page, grabs him by the wrist and goes for a short-arm clothesline. But Page cuts him off with an elbow smash. While Harter still has a hold of his wrist, he throws out another short-arm clothesline. But again, Page cuts him off with an elbow smash. Page then nails Harter with another elbow smash… and another… elbow smash… and another… and another… and anoth-NO! Harter ducks, lifts Page up from behind and delivers a belly to back suplex. The boos continue as Harter grabs Page by the wrist, pulls him off the apron and knocks him down with a short-arm clothesline. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Page kicks out.

Harter picks up Page, wraps his left arm around his neck from behind, takes his right arm and nails him with repeated kidney punches. The last of which drops Page down to a knee. While Page writhes in pain, Harter turns and runs into the ropes. When he returns, he snaps his head back with a hard running knee lift before making the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Page gets his shoulder up.

Harter picks up Page and connects with a headbutt that drops him down to one knee. After picking Page up off the mat, Harter takes him by the wrist and whips him into the corner. Harter rushes into the corner to attack, but Page knocks him back with a back elbow to the face. Harter runs back into the corner. This time, Page knocks him back with a boot to the face. After shaking off the blow, Harter charges towards the corner. This time, Page steps out of the corner and hurls Harter into the turnbuckle with an exploder suplex.

Kris Cruise: Harter just got chucked into the turnbuckles! That hard to hurt!

Page picks up Harter, shoves him into the corner and pummels him with an alternating series of elbow smashes and back elbows to the face. Page grabs Harter, lifts him back up and sends Harter slumping back down into the corner with a barrage of elbow smashes to the face. From there, Page delivers a foot choke while pulling down on the top rope.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Page lets go and runs into the far ropes. When Page returns, he connects with a running knee facewash. He then reaches down, pulls Harter out of the corner and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Harter gets his shoulder up.

While Page tries to pull Harter off the mat, Harter grabs him by the front of the tights with both hands and pulls back, sending Page through the ropes and to the apron. As Page pulls himself up on the apron, Harter rushes over to attack. But Page gets doubled over with a shoulder thrust through the ropes and follows up with a vertical suplex to the floor. The crowd cheers while Harter howls in pain.

Kris Cruise: Harter landed hard on the floor!

Page picks up Harter and whips him hard into one corner of the guardrail. He then runs down ringside before bashing Harter with a running corner elbow smash. Page takes Harter and whips him into another corner of the guardrail. Page then runs down ringside before bashing Harter with another running corner elbow smash. Page then takes Harter and whips him into the third corner of the guardrail. He then runs down ringside before knocking Harter into the crowd with a running corner elbow smash.

Kris Cruise: Page is going to town on Harter!

Stephy Auger: The ref needs to get down there and check on Harter.

Kris Cruise: He’s a big boy. I’m sure he can take care of himself.

Page reaches over the guardrail, pulls Harter back up and delivers a vertical suplex over the rail and back to the ringside area. He then pulls up The Tenacious Little Bastard, lifts him up into the bearhug position and then rams him back-first into the ring post. Page takes Harter, scoops him up for a fallaway slam and then rams him back-first into the ring post again before throwing him across the edge of the apron with a slam. Page rolls back inside while Harter howls in pain. Williams hops off the apron, makes her way over to Harter and holds his back for him. As she helps Harter back to his feet, Page rolls back to the outside, grabs them both and slams their heads together with a double noggin knocker. The crowd cheers while Harter and Williams have been knocked loopy. After shoving Harter back inside, Page rolls him back into the ring. He then yanks Harter off the canvas by the hair before cracking him with a headbutt that sends him staggering over against the ropes. While Harter tries to shake out the cobwebs, Page pulls Harter away from the ropes by the back of the tights before nailing him with an elbow strike to the lower back. He then scoops Harter up from the side before delivering a pendulum backbreaker. Instead of going for the cover, Page sits up Harter and tries to rip his mouth apart with a fish hook. The ref gives him until the count of five to release the illegal hold.

Stephy Auger: That’s right, ref! Get in there and do your job!

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Page reluctantly lets go. He then reaches down and gouges Harter’s eyes while the crowd cheers.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Page lets go before delivering a hard kick to the back. Harter howls in pain as he slowly falls to the side. Page puts the boots to him before peeling him off the apron and whipping him hard into the corner. After Harter crashes into the turnbuckles, he staggers away from the corner and over to Page, who delivers a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Harter cringes while he arches his back. Bond can be seen putting his arm out for the tag. But Page waves him off. After pulling Harter back up to his feet by the hair, Page doubles him over with a knee to the midsection before throwing him down with a double underhook suplex. Page pulls Harter back up, hooks the arm and throws him down with another double underhook suplex. Harter reaches over to Williams. But he’s nowhere near his corner. After delivering several stomps to the chest, Page points into the corner.

Kris Cruise: He’s calling for a turnbuckle powerbomb!

Stephy Auger: C’mon, Harter, get up!

Page picks up Harter and goes to lift him up for a turnbuckle powerbomb. But Harter blocks by dropping down to a knee. So Page delivers several clubbing strikes across the back of the neck. After pulling Harter back up to his feet, Page goes for another turnbuckle powerbomb. But again, Harter blocks. This time, by wrapping his arms around Page’s legs. So Page delivers several hammerfists to the back of the head. Once his leg is free, Page steps back before blasting Harter with the Trauma Symphony (Boma Ye)! Bond holds his arm out for the tag. But again, Page waves him off.

Stephy Auger: Look at Page ignoring his partner!

Kris Cruise: Page has been waiting weeks to get his hands on Harter again. I’m sure Bond will have plenty of time to get his shots in.

Page pulls Harter back to his feet and doubles him over with several knees to the midsection. When he lifts Harter up onto his shoulders for the turnbuckle powerbomb, Williams rushes over and delivers a running bicycle kick to Harter’s back, knocking Harter onto onto Page.

ONE!
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Page shoves Harter off of him.

Page picks up Harter and bashes with with a barrage of elbow strikes before turning and running into the ropes, where Williams nails him with a kick to the lower back. Page winces in pain before turning and knocking Williams off the apron with a straight right to the jaw.

Stephy Auger: What a cheap shot!

Kris Cruise: Cheap shot? What about Williams’ kick to the back? She got what she deserved!

Page bounces back into the ropes to regain momentum. When he comes back, Harter hoists him up and throws him down with a Pop-up Powerbomb. Harter immediately drops down to his knees before falling over onto his back.

Stephy Auger: Yes! Yes!

Kris Cruise: Harter with a Pop-Up powerbomb from out of nowhere. But that might have taken what little energy was left right out of him!

With both grapplers down, the ref starts his count.

ONE!





TWO!





THREE!


Williams can be seen slapping the top turnbuckle while Bond reaches out for the tag.


FOUR!




FIVE!




SIX!

Harter gets on his knees and begins crawling over to the corner while Bond barks for the tag. Page tries to gets on on his knees, but he falls back down to the prone position. He then picks himself back up. When he looks into his corner, he sees Bond screaming at him to make the tag. When he turns around, he sees The Tenacious Little Bastard making progress towards The New Murder corner. Instead of making the tag, Page gets to his feet, marches over and flattens Harter with a jumping stomp to the back. After rushing into the corner and knocking Williams down with and back elbow smash, Page picks up Harter and lifts him up onto his shoulders for a turnbuckle powerbomb. But Harter counters with several punches to the face. After slipping down in front of Page, Harter nails him with a forearm smash. He then nails Page with another forearm smash… and another… and another… and anoth-NO! Page ducks and counters with the Aneurysm (gamengiri), knocking him down!

Bond can be seen in the corner slapping the top turnbuckle with his left hand while holding his right hand out for the tag. But instead of going into the corner to make the tag or even make the cover, Page mounts himself on top of Harter and hammers away with a flurry of right hands to the face.

Kris Cruise: Page is teeing off on Harter with those piston-like right hands!

Page grabs Harter’s hair with both hands before ramming the back of his head against the canvas. Page picks up Harter, turns and brings him down with The Paralyzing (neckbreaker across the knee). While Harter lays motionless in the ring, Bond can be seen calling for the tag. But Page doesn’t make eye constant and instead marches into the corner. He then crouches down while he waves Harter up. As Harter tries to push himself up off the mat, Page’s eyes widen as he waving picks up in speed. When Harter slowly picks himself up off the mat, Page stands up in the corner. As Harter turns around, Page rushes out of the corner to throw out another Trauma Symphony. But Harter ducks, scoops him up across his shoulders and brings him down with a Samoan Driver.

ONE!
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Page kicks out.
Stephy Auger: Close call for Page!

Williams pulls herself up onto the apron before calling for the tag. Harter hears this so, he turns over on all fours before getting back to his feet. He goes to make his way into the corner before Page grabs his tights from behind. He then yanks Harter back over towards him, grabs a hold of Harter and follows up with a half nelson suplex to cheers from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Harter nearly got dumped on the back of his head!

Page picks up Harter and whips him into the ropes. When Harter returns, Page nearly knocks his head off with Sole Destruction (discus big boot). Page reaches down, picks up Harter and lifts him up onto his shoulders. The crowd explodes with cheers after he runs across the ring and throws him into the corner with a turnbuckle powerbomb. After Harter crumbles from out of the corner, Page picks up Harter, places him in a facelock and sets him up for Nirvana (hangman’s facebuster).

Kris Cruise: Page is second away from driving Harter face-first into the m-

Page is about to drive Harter down when Bond turns him around and brings him down with the End of Days (flatliner).

Kris Cruise: What the hell…WHAT THE HELL!?

The crowd’s in shock as Bond just laid out his own partner. Bond turns over onto his knee and breathes heavily while he trembles with anger.

Kris Cruise: CHRIS BOND JUST TURNED ON JIMMY PAGE! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?

Stephy Auger: I don’t know, but I like it!

Harter, who is laying on his back, looks up and smiles when he sees Bond putting the boots to Page. The crowd sits in stunned silence as Bond turns Page over onto his back, mounts him and hammers away with a flurry of right hands.

Kris Cruise: BOND’S HAMMERING AWAY ON PAGE! WHAT IS HE DOING!? WHY IS HE DOING THIS!? WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO CHRIS BOND!?

Boos fill up the Capital One Arena as Bond takes Page and tosses him out onto the apron. After placing Page in a front facelock, Bond drags him across the middle rope before planting him with the Rejection (rope hung DDT).

Kris Cruise: GOOD GOD, WHAT A DDT!

After Williams gets into the ring, her and Bond nod at each other before putting the boots to Page.

The duo continues to stomp away on Page until Harter pulls himself back up using the ropes. Harter gingerly walks over to the two of them before they triple team Page with stomps.

Kris Cruise: Oh no… no… NOOOOOOO!

Stephy Auger: Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Cruise?

Harter and Williams pick up Page and move him into the corner as Bond steps out onto the apron. He then climbing up to the top turnbuckle while Harter and Williams lift Page up onto the middle ropes. After hooking Page’s arms, the crowd erupts with boos when Bond jumps off and delivers the Drunk Driver (Pepsi Plunge). Bond then drags Page into position while Williams steps out onto the apron. The crowd erupts with boos when The Emerald Jewel scales to the top turnbuckle, flips off and crashes down across Page with Mercy in Motion (somersault leg drop). Harter cackles as he slowly pulls up a motionless Page. After grabbing him from behind, the boos continue when Harter spins Page out in front of him before knocking him down with the Mors Proditoris (Rainmaker). He drops down and makes the cover.

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THREE!

The crowd erupts with boos when “Low Self Opinion” blares throughout the arena.

J.A. Aldridge: Here are your winners, DOM HARTER and MERCY WILLIAMS!

Bond shoves the ref out of the way. He stand stands between Harter and Williams… and raises their arms in the air. Harter and Williams turn to Bond and take part in a group hug.

Stephy Auger: Talk about strength in numbers, Cruise! It looks like Dom Harter just got himself a new member of The New Murder!

Kris Cruise: WHY, CHRIS!? WHY!? WHY!? WHYYYYYY!?!? GODDAMIT! DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!!!

Trash starts being pelted at Harter, Williams and Bond as they make their way up the aisle. Back in the ring, page tries to sit up. But he’s got no energy lift and quickly collapses back down onto his back.

[FGA Office]

We cut to our backstage area where, to a roar from the audience, Sadie San Francisco can be seen, back turned to the camera, throwing hard knee strikes and forearms into the air. The FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship is visible on top of a backpack a few feet away, while Sadie appears to be alone in one of the corridors. With a sigh, she reaches back behind her head to tie her hair into a ponytail… turning and making eye contact with FGA interviewer Amanda Johnson as we pan out.

Amanda Johnson: Heyyy, Sadie. Sorry to bother you here. I just wanted to see if I could get one answer before you finally meet your former tag team partner NEON for the first time in tonight’s main event.

Sadie finishes tying her hair and lowers her hands, nodding at Amanda, prompting the interviewer to come nearer.

Amanda Johnson: A lot of people expected the clash between you and NEON to be a violent one but what a lot of people didn’t expect was your request for a dog collar match. Care to explain that one?

Sadie lifts her chin a bit, rubbing her throat and neck, which now show minimal signs of bruising before looking at Amanda.

Sadie San Francisco: Easier to snap her neck when I’m already attached to it.

It earns a pop from the audience, but Sadie follows up fairly quickly.

Sadie San Francisco: She wanted to treat me like I was her dog and she was the world’s most disgusting, most abusive pet owner. That’s legit how she viewed this “partnership.” And I sucked it up for a long time because usually when people come into a new group, they learn the fundamentals and all that jazz, and after a while they… they get it. After a few weeks or a few months, they get it and they adapt to the company they’ve settled into. But NEON isn’t most people. She’s not normal people.

Sadie reaches over to the chair next to her and picks up the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship, beginning to tie it around her waist, looking down toward the strap as she continues speaking to Amanda.

Sadie San Francisco: So NEON never got it. That became pretty clear around All-Star Showdown. So I stopped listening. I stopped trying. And I pushed her fifteen-feet through a ladder, straight to the ground. And a normal person after that… would get it.

Sadie finishes tying the belt and turns it around on her waist so the face of it, nameplate reading “SADIE” faces the camera. She looks up at Amanda and shakes her head a little.

Sadie San Francisco: But NEON still didn’t get it. So she dodged me. And then she came after me. Now, I guess it’s my own fault for not learning after four months alongside her that she was the kind of person that would pull that, but I let my guard down. She gave me a concussion. She nearly crushed my larynx. She didn’t end my career-- but she thought she did. She wanted to. And that counts. To me, Amanda, that counts.

She shakes her head once more.

Sadie San Francisco: So tonight, in Washington D.C., tied up like an animal, Neon Rivelli finally gets it. First, throat burning, chest burning, this championship slips away. And then, when it doesn’t stop… then her career slips away.

Sadie takes a small breath.

Sadie San Francisco: She’ll get it then.

Washington D.C. buzzes at the champion’s comments and slowly, we fade to black.

[FGA Office]

As we cut backstage once again we find Johnny Karma sitting on a steel folding chair, his elbows resting on the back of the seat he has facing the front as his head propped up against the back of each hand, while Cherry Baum sits on a bench a couple of feet behind him

Johnny Karma: First of all, I guess I should congratulate Yun Goeun for finding the perfect little loophole that allowed her to attack me without running the risk of seeing Izzy Anders stripped of the Championship. I’m sure she feels quite proud of how she fooled everyone in the arena into thinking she was hurt, and using that moment of hesitation to HWACK me in a place no man likes to be HWACKED so she could do what she was told: try and take me out to make Izzy’s job that little bit easier.

Looking directly at the camera, Karma waits for a moment before he continues

Johnny Karma: Here’s the problem, though: did you really think that was going to make me think twice about this match with your new best friend? Or did you think that it would tell me all that I need to know: that I’ve got Izzy running scared? Because from where I’m sitting, and I’ve been sitting here a long time, all I see is someone who has to hide behind more and more people to maintain her grip on something she doesn’t deserve to hold, having to ask them to do more and more dirty work.

Letting out a sigh, Karma continues

Johnny Karma: I’m sure there was a moment back in Baltimore where you were cheering at the sight of me being wheeled out of the arena, Izzy, but here’s the thing: I’m still here. Yun may have hurt me, and given how little time or respect I have for you at this point I will not give you the satisfaction of knowing how much it hurt or for how long, but it didn’t keep me down for as long as you secretly hoped it would. That’s why I’m here tonight, Izzy, to show you that you and your friends haven’t broken me, because I wouldn’t be here if you had.

Sliding his elbows from the back of the chair so that only his hands are resting on it, he continues

Johnny Karma: You know full well that I have said I will not sink to the depths that so many people are only so willing to sink to, everyone knows this, but you think that’s a sign of weakness. This is where I break it to you that it isn’t, because it’s a sign of strength. Weakness is giving in because the New Kings jump me every chance they get. Weakness is thinking that failing to win my first Gold Rush Rumble means I will never win one ever again. Weakness is thinking that a loss to a future Hall of Famer means I will never prove I can beat them. And I’m sure you know what happened in each of those cases? I ran the New Kings out the door, I won the Gold Rush Rumble to get that shot at the title you and your friends conspired to steal from me, and I’ve beaten both Chandler Scott and Cyncity while also asking one obvious question: how is it I have never faced Dom Harter during my time here? I’m sure the four of you can sit around and ask the same question. Go ahead, you’re going to need some new conversation topics soon.

For a moment Karma looks like he’s going to smirk at the last comment, but he maintains his serious façade

Johnny Karma: Strength is having the power of your convictions. Strength is refusing to give in. Strength is somehow managing to resist the urge to break every single bone in your body for some of the things you’ve said to me or done to me, and you know exactly what I’m talking about Izzy. Maybe if you had someone you cared about other than yourself you’d know how it felt seeing and hearing some of the things you think are just fair game, but since you’re an empty shell of what looks like a human being you cannot comprehend it, and you certainly don’t understand that you haven’t made me wish I had never crossed you, you’ve given me more reasons than I ever need to do that one thing you are so terrified of happening: defeat you.

Once again, Karma looks directly down the camera

Johnny Karma: A week from now you and I will be setting foot in a cage, and you have to ask yourself: how did it get to this? How is it that I didn’t lay down, I kept coming? Or maybe you’ll be asking how you can escape what you more than deserve if there’s no way for your friends to get into the ring just as there’s no way for you to run away and claim I didn’t beat you. The thing is the answer to all of those questions is quite simple: there’s a reason you’re on your own against me, and it’s because when all you could do was push. I was the one who pushed back, and you never learned that the more you push the harder I push back. So what can you do, Izzy, what’s left to do? Because if you’ve run out of things you can do to me and those I care about, you ran out at the worst possible time – and you’ll find out that every last thing you did is going to come back and haunt you, and you best call an exorcist for Trouble in Paradise because you’re going to be locked inside your own, personal Amityville Horror.

Sliding his hands along the top of the chair so he grasps the sides firmly, Karma has one final thing to remind Izzy about

Johnny Karma: And when you have to leave the arena without the title, you really need to ask yourself one thing: Was it worth it? Because if you can’t answer that question, that proves my point.

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
DOG COLLAR MATCH
FOR THE FGA MID-ATLANTIC LEGACY CHAMPIONSHIP
(No DQ, No CO. Pinfall or Submission Only)
(c) Sadie San Francisco vs. NEON

Neon’s music hits and the bass echoes around the arena fusing with a sea of boos from the audience and she glides with decorum laced arrogance acknowledging the crowd around her with glacial eyes and a sinister smile. She raises both her arms so they hang level with her shoulders and the white lights begin to flicker heavily as she lingers for a brief moment.

The lights suspend again and Neon makes her way down the ramp, painted with the same expression she arrived into the arena with, fixating her gaze solely on the ring, remaining ignorant to the fans around her that send floods of jeers her way. She takes her hoop earrings off as she is walking down and throws them to the floor casually.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! It is your main event of the evening and it is a DOG COLLAR MATCH for the FGA MID-ATLANTIC LEGACY CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger! From Los Angeles, California! She is “The Queen of Mean” NEEEEEEOOOOOON!!!

She runs towards the closest set of steel steps, peeling her mink off of her before motioning to the camera to come closer as she travels the apron, tossing it over it as it begins to get closer forcing it to jump to another on the other side of the ring which is witness to her slowly entering the ring. She walks to the centre and the lights begin to quiver again as she raises her arms in identical fashion to that on the ramp as the audience’s boos only strengthen in sound.

Kris Cruise: The Queen of Mean finally gets her one on one match with her former Camp Envi teammate. But it won’t be just any regular match for the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship! It’s going to be a Dog Collar Match!

The lights pulsate finally until they rest on a solid white and Neon walks slowly backwards into her corner, widening her smile and toying with her hair in her hands…

Stephy Auger: NEON tried to make things worth with Selfish San Francisco for Evan Envi’s sake for the Camp Envi brand. But Sadie’s incompetence cost them at every turn. Not to mention that her selfishness cost NEON the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship at All-Star Showdown Six. NEON should be the champion right now, not her. But NEON will be able to write all the wrongs of the past nine months and beat Selfish San Francisco down like the dog that she is!

The lights in the arena fade to a rose color as the familiar sound of smooth jazz echoes throughout the building. “Young Nation” hits the PA system and boos resonate among the audience. Sadie San Francisco steps out onto the stage, a cold expression hidden behind heavily-tinted aviators. She walks down the ramp, not paying much attention to the jeers or catcalls on either side of her. She pauses in front of the ring, glancing up at it before calmly walking around toward the side which the hard-camera faces.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from The West Side! She is the reigning and defending FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion! She is “The Pope” SADIE SAAAAAAN FRAAAAAANCISSSSSSCOOOOOOO!!!

Sadie places a hand on the bottom rope before turning, looking over her shoulder toward the audience. With one finger, she lowers her sunglasses for just a moment to glimpse out at the audience before pushing them back into place and swiftly pulling herself into the ring beneath the bottom rope and right back up to her feet. Sadie calmly removes her sunglasses, handing them off to the referee, slowly walking the ropes as her music begins to fade out.

Kris Cruise: Sadie had to put up with NEON’s verbal abuse for the better part of this year. At All-Star Showdown Six she had enough when she tipped that ladder over and sent NEON crashing to the outside. On that night, Sadie finally became a champion here in FGA. But that was also the night that the gloves finally came off between Sadie and NEON. In the buildup to this match, neither participant has held anything back verbally or physically. Sadie has stated that she isn't going to let NEON take anything else away from her. She also made a promise that she will make NEON pay for everything here tonight.

Sadie San Francisco raises her title in the air once more before folding it up and handing it over to the referee. The ref heads over into the corner where NEON is standing and shows the belt to her. But NEON doesn’t even take a glance at the title. Instead, she continues to stare daggers across the ring at her former Camp Envi teammate. Cheers and applause are heard as the referee raises the title in the air and shows it to all four sections of the crowd. After handing it off to a valet at ringside, the ref takes the chain and makes his way over to the champion. While NEON turns and tugs away at the ropes, the ref goes to secure the collar around Sadie’s neck. The ref then leans forward to pat Sadie down when NEON darts across the ring and nearly takes Sadie’s head off with a hard clothesline. The boos continue while puts the boots to the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion.

Kris Cruise: The match hasn’t even started yet and NEON’s going after Sadie!

The ref gets in NEON’s face and tells her that the match doesn’t start until the collar has been placed around the neck of both competitors. The Queen of Mean laughs in his face and follows up by palming his face and shoves him out of the way.

NEON taunts Sadie as the champion turns over on her stomach. As soon as Sadie turns over on all fours, NEON connects with a punt kick to the ribs, knocking Sadie over onto her back. NEON continues the assault by stomping away at Sadie’s ribs.

Kris Cruise: The challenger is having her way with the champion after that cheap shot to start things off!

Stephy Auger: Oh boo hoo. Poor Sadie.

NEON picks up Sadie and whips her into the ropes. When Sadie returns, NEON picks up some of the chain slack, stretches it out and checks her across the throat, knocking her down. Sadie holds her throat as she slowly turns over. When the champion returns to a vertical base, NEON runs back over and knocks her down with another check to the throat using the chain. The boos continue as NEON takes part of the chain, wraps it around her fist and delivers a falling fist drop to the face. NEON returns to her feet and delivers another chain-wrapped fist drop to the face. The Queen of Mean gets back up, leaps into the air and delivers a chain-wrapped jumping fist drop. She then mounts herself on top of Sadie and hammers away with a flurry of short-range chain-wrapped punches to the face. The boos continue as NEON takes her chain-wrapped fist and grinds it against Sadie’s forehead. Sadie can be hearing groaning in pain while she flails her legs. The Queen of Mean raises her chain-wrapped fist before swinging down with another flurry of short-range punches to the face. Once NEON gets from off of Sadie, it’s revealed that Sadie has been cut.

Kris Cruise: Sadie’s been busted open by those shots to the face!

[NEON takes a look down at her chain-wrapped fists and the blood that coats the chain. A sick smile forms across her face as she slowly raises her fist in the air, eliciting an eruption of boos from the crowd.

After getting admonished by the ref, NEON snatches the dog collar from out of his hands and puts it around her neck. The ref finally calls for the bell to officially start the match.

Kris Cruise: Finally, this match can officially get underway…

NEON picks up Sadie, runs and tosses her over the top rope and to the floor. NEON then wraps it a lot of the slack from the chain and pulls Sadie up so that she’s hanging next to the ropes.

Kris Cruise: NEON’s trying to choke the lie out o Sadie with the chain!

Stephy Auger: Like Sadie wouldn’t try and do the same!

Sadie clutches the chain while she kicks her legs. Meanwhile, NEON laughs as she continues to choke the champion from inside the ring. NEON then lets go, letting Sadie drop to the floor. While Sadie curls up on the floor, NEON steps out onto the apron. Instead of hopping down to the floor and attacking, NEON turns to the crowd and starts taunting them. When she turns her attention back to Sadie, the champ grabs the chain and yanks down, sending NEON flying off the apron and crashing against the guardrail.

Kris Cruise: That momentary lapse in concentration just cost NEON!

As NEON pulls herself up using the guardrail, Sadie gets back up, grips part of the chain in her hand and whacks her across the back with it. NEON wails when Sadie whacks her across the back with the chain again. After NEON gets off her knees, Sadie quickly wraps part of the chain around NEON’s neck and chokes her with it, eliciting cheers from the crowd.

Stephy Auger: Go ahead, Cruise! Complain about Sadie choking NEON like you did when NEON was choking her!

NEON begins gasping for air when Sadie finally unwraps the chain from around her neck. She then leans NEON up against the guardrail, wraps her left hand in the chain and unleashes a series of knife edge chops to the chest. The thud from each chop echoes throughout the arena. After the last chop, NEON guards her chest as she slumps down against the guardrail. Sadie is nowhere near done, though, and pulls NEON back up to her feet by her hair. She then takes NEON, marches over towards the ring post and slams her face-first onto the steel steps. Sadie pulls up NEON’s head and slams her down face-first into the steel steps again… and again… and again… and again… and again. Sadie makes her way to the other side of the steel steps, grabs two handfuls of the chain slack and yanks back, sending NEON face-first into the ring post. Sadie yanks back, sending NEON face-first into the ring post again… and again… and again… and again… and again. After hitting her face against the ring post again, NEON crumbles to the floor. She tries to shake out the cobwebs. But she doesn’t have enough time to recover as Sadie puts the boots to her.

Sadie picks up NEON and rolls her back inside. She then pulls back on the chain, dragging NEON’s upperbody out onto the apron. After climbing up onto the apron, Sadie wraps some of the slack around her leg before delivering a jumping leg drop across NEON’s throat. She then rolls back inside, hooks her arms around NEON’s legs and leans back, catapulting her throat-first into the bottom rope. Sadie steps back out onto the apron, reaches through the ropes and pulls NEON through the middle and top rope. After stepping back into the ring, Sadie puts her foot on NEON’s back while she pulls back on the chain, choking NEON. The crowd cheers as NEON can be seen flailing her arms helplessly. The champ then delivers one last hard tug. NEON’s neck jerks back before she leans forward and hangs across the middle rope.

Sadie steps back out onto the apron and wraps her knee with some of the chain slack. She then runs forward and bashes NEON in the face with a hard running knee lift, knocking the challenger back into the ring. After stepping back into the ring, Sadie heads into the corner, hoists herself up onto the middle ropes and then steps up to the top turnbuckle. She goes to wrap her knee again with the chain when NEON yanks back, sending Sadie flying off the top turnbuckle and crashing to the canvas.

Kris Cruise: Sadie was looking to come off the top rope and deliver a knee drop to NEON’s throat.

NEON gets back to her feet, marches over and whips Sadie across the back with the chain. Sadie groans as NEON whacks her across the back with the chain again… and again… and again… and again… and again… and again… and again… and again… and again… and again… and again. The crowd boos as Sadie can be seen with bloody welts across her back.

Kris Cruise: My God, look at Sadie’s back!

Stephy Auger: She had this coming, Cruise! Don’t feel sorry for her now!

When Sadie tries to push herself up on all fours, NEON marches back over and whacks her across the back with the chain, flattening her on the mat. After Sadie pushes herself up on all fours, NEON whacks her across the back with the chain again, causing Sadie to turn over on her back. NEON then takes the chain and whacks Sadie across the face. The crowd gasps when they see Sadie immediately cover her eye and turn over onto her stomach.

Kris Cruise: NEON just hit Sadie right in the eye with that chain! What in the hell is wrong with that woman!?

Stephy Auger: It’s a No DQ match, Cruise! What did you expect was going to happen in this one? A bunch of wristlocks?

NEON marches over, pulls Sadie up onto her knees and wraps the chain around her fist before hammering away with a flurry of punches to the face. The boos continue as NEON grinds the chain-wrapped fist into the eye of Sadie. The crowd gasps and boos as they hear the harrowing screams of the champion. NEON lets go and shoves Sadie down face-first to the canvas. The crowd erupts with boos upon seeing NEON taunt both them and the champion.

Kris Cruise: Sadie looks to be in pretty rough shape here. The ref migt want to think about ending this one.

Stephy Auger: This is the same idiot who reffed Fujiko’s match with Molly Reid earlier. If he didn’t stop that match when Fujiko was getting her clock cleaned, then he’s definitely not stopping this one.

Sadie slowly picks herself up. It’s revealed that she’s wearing a thick crimson mask down the right side of her face. NEON wraps her left arm around her throat before taking her chain-wrapped fist and delivering several kidney punches. The last of which leaves Sadie barely standing before she falls back and collapses to the canvas. The champion lays writhing in pain while her challenger continues to taunt.

Kris Cruise: Sadie looks to be in no shape to continue.

Stephy Auger: You think NEON cares? You think that’s going to make NEON stop or let up? It won’t!

NEON delivers a jumping knee drop to the back before placing both knees on the champion’s back. She then grabs Sadie’s ankles with her right hand while using her left hand to grab the chain and roll back into a Bow & Arrow Hold.

Kris Cruise: NEON’s got the submission applied!

The crowd boos while Sadie is locked in the hold. The ref asks Sadie if she wants to give up. But the champion refuses to quit.

Stephy Auger: Stubborn San Francisco is at it again. She’s been beaten to a bloody pulp. She’s trapped with nowhere to go. Just give up already!

The crowd starts tries to give Sadie some support by rallying behind her. Chants of “SADIE! SADIE! SADIE!” begin to fill up Capital One Arena. The ref asks Sadie if she wants to give up. When she refuses, NEON yanks back on the chain, which jerks Sadie’s neck back. After releasing the hold, NEON picks up Sadie, lifts her up across her shoulders and applies a Torture Rack! Sadie groans in pain as NEON pulls down on both ends to flex Sadie’s back. The ref asks Sadie if she wants to give up. So NEON begins yanking down on both ends over and over as Sadie wails.

NEON continues to fight for the submission and the championship as Sadie is helpless across her shoulders. The ref asks Sadie if she wants to give up. When Sadie refuses, NEON nonchalantly drops Sadie down to the mat. NEON continues to taunt the crowd while Sadie writhes in pain on the mat. The champion slowly turns herself over into a prone position before picking herself back up. When Sadie turns around, she gets blasted with a big boot to the face from NEON, knocking her down. NEON reaches down, pulls up Sadie and whips her into the ropes. When the champion returns, NEON sends her twirling down to the canvas after another big boot to the face. Sadie tries to get up, but immediately falls back down to the canvas.

The Queen of Mean heads over, pulls up Sadie by her blood-soaked hair and whips her into the ropes. When Sadie returns, NEON goes for a third big boot to the face. This time, Sadie catches her foot. A close up shot of NEON reveals her terrified as she shakes her head in disbelief. The cameras then cut to a close up of Sadie, who has a wicked smile on her face through the crimson mask. She then swings NEON’s leg away from her, grabs her from behind and delivers a German Suplex.

But Sadie doesn’t let go!

She then turns over, pulls NEON back to her feet, hooks her arms from behind and delivers a Dragon Suplex.

Again, Sadie doesn’t let go!

After turning over, Sadie pulls NEON back to her feet, hooks NEON’s arms from behind and delivers a release tiger suplex, leaving NEON folded up on the canvas to cheers from the crowd. Applause fills up the Capital One Arena as both champion and challenger lay exhausted on the mat.

Kris Cruise: Sadie leaves the challenger folded up like an accordion after that trio of suplexes! The champion may have just found her opening to get back into this match! But does she have the energy to keep it up? She’s taken a hell of a beating from NEON!

Once ten seconds or so have passed, Sadie begins to stir on the canvas while NEON is still folded up. Sadie slowly turns over onto her knee before picking herself back up off the mat. She goes over, pulls up NEON and whips her into the ropes. When NEON returns, Sadie knocks her down with a running high knee. She reaches down, slowly pulls NEON back up and sends her back into the ropes. When NEON returns, Sadie knocks her down to the mat with another running high knee. Sadie goes over, picks up NEON, delivers an irish whip and runs over towards the ropes. As soon as NEON bounces off the ropes, Sadie connects with a running high knee, knocking NEON through the ropes and to the floor. While NEON tries to pick herself up on the outside, Sadie turns and runs into the far ropes. When Sadie comes back, she leas through the ropes for a suicide dive. But NEON yanks down on the chain, sending Sadie crashing to the floor!

NEON picks up Sadie, lifts her up and rams her back-first against the guardrail. The crowd boos as NEON pulls Sadie away from the guardrail… only to ram her back-first against the rail again. She then takes Sadie and slams her face-first onto the apron before shoving her back into the ring. After NEON rolls herself back in, she picks up Sadie and whips her into the corner. NEON then runs across the ring and connects with a rolling wheel kick, sending Sadie slumping down in the corner. NEON then pulls Sadie away from the corner and chokes her across the middle rope while pressing down on the back of her neck. After about seven seconds, NEON turns and runs into the far ropes. When she returns, she throws out NE To Your Face (middle rope positioned running bicycle knee). But Sadie slips out of the way and quickly follows up with a Saito Suplex. The crowd cheers when NEON goes down. But Sadie doesn’t bounce back up to her feet. Instead, she lays on the canvas while holding the small of her back.

Kris Cruise: Sadie was seconds away from getting kneed in the back of the head. But she was able to slip out of the way and counter with a suplex! Can she turn herself over and make the cover!?

Sadie picks up NEON and doubles her over with a knee to the midsection. She then jumps up for a Fameasser. But NEON slips out of the way and whacks her across the back with the chain, doubling her over. The Queen of Mean then heads into the ropes. When she returns, the crowd boos when she sends Sadie flipping down to the canvas with the Lights Out (running scissors kick). While Sadie is down on the canvas, NEON heads into the corner, hoists herself up onto the middle ropes and then steps up onto the top ropes. Once the champion slowly turns over and gets back to a vertical base, NEON leaps off for a missile dropkick. But Sadie yanks down on the chain, sending NEON crashing to the canvas.

Kris Cruise: Sadie counters the missile dropkick!

After Sadie returns to her feet, the crowd cheers when she begins wrapping the steel chain around her arm.

Stephy Auger: What is she setting up for here?

When NEON gets back to her feet and turns around, Sadie yanks NEON over towards her with the chain before knocking her down with a modified short-arm clothesline. NEON gets back up, only to get knocked back down by another short-arm clothesline. The Queen of Mean slowly turns over and picks herself back up. When she turns around, the crowd cheers when Sadie turns her inside out with a running clothesline. The champion picks up the challenger and whips her into the corner. Sadie then runs into the corner and bashes NEON in the face with a chain-wrapped elbow strike, sending her slumping down in the corner. Sadie reaches down, brings NEON back to her feet and climbs up onto the middle ropes. After wrapping the chain around her hand, Sadie punches NEON while the crowd counts along.

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ELEVEN! TWELVE! THIRTEEN! FOURTEEN! FIFTEEN! SIXTEEN! SEVENTEEN! EIGHTEEN! NINETEEN! TWENTY!

Sadie takes a look around and scans the crowd while they cheer her on. A close up shot reveals that NEON has been busted open.

Stephy Auger: Oh no!

Kris Cruise: Now NEON has been open!

Sadie hops down to the mat, scoops up NEON and places her in the Tree of Woe. The champion delivers several kicks to the midsection followed by knee strikes to the midsection. She then leaps up and delivers a stomp across the jaw before rolling to the outside. Sadie takes the chain, wraps it around NEON’s neck, places her foot on ring post and pulls back. The crowd explodes with cheers as Sadie tries to choke the life out of her adversary. NEON can be seen flailing her arms helplessly while her eyes widen.

Kris Cruise: NEON is helpless inside the Tree of Woe!

The champion finally relents and releases the choke. NEON remains in the Tree of Woe until Sadie rolls back inside and shoves her down. After dragging the challenger back to the center of the ring, Sadie picks up NEON, places her in a front facelock and delivers chin-wrapped elbow strikes to the back of the neck. She then lifts up NEON for a vertical suplex into a facebuster. But on the way up, NEON knees Sadie in the head. After slipping down behind Sadie, NEON spins her around, lifts her up and throws her down with a sitout spinebuster. But she doesn’t have the energy to make the cover, so she falls back onto the canvas.

Kris Cruise: Both champion and challenger are down!? Who can get back to their feet first and take control of this main event!?!?

After about eight or nine seconds, both grapplers slowly begin to pick themselves back up off the canvas. NEON takes a bit of the chain slack, wraps it around her arm and nails Sadie with an elbow smash. Sadie delivers a chain-wrapped elbow smash of her own. NEON delivers another elbow smash.

Crowd: BOOOOOO!!!

Sadie comes back with another elbow smash of her own.

Crowd: YES!!!

NEON bashes Sadie with yet another elbow smash.

Crowd: BOOOOOO!!!

Sadie answers back with another elbow smash of her own.

Crowd: YES!!!

NEON nails Sadie with two elbow smashes.

Crowd: BOOOOOO!!!

Sadie comes back with three elbow smash.

Crowd: YES!!!

NEON nails Sadie with four elbow smashes.

Crowd: BOOOOOO!!!

Sadie goes to answer back with an elbow smash, but NEON cuts her off with a discus elbow smash that flattens the champion. The boos continue as NEON picks up Sadie, hooks both arms and hoists her up for a double underhook powerbomb. As soon as Sadie is lifted up onto NEON’s shoulders, she nails NEON with several 12-to-6 elbows to the head. After slipping down in front of NEON, Sadie spins her around, spits her in the face with the black mist and follows up with the Palo Alto (running corkscrew roundhouse knee strike), knocking her down! The cheers continue as Sadie turns NEON over and applies a Regal Stretch.

Kris Cruise: Sadie’s got NEON locked in Our Lady of Sorrows!

Stephy Auger: Quick, NEON, get to the ropes!

The ref asks NEON if she wants to give up. When she refuses to quit, Sadie pulls back to apply more pressure.

Kris Cruise: NEON’s trapped in the center of the ring, Stephy! She’s got nowhere to go!

Stephy Auger: You can fight out of this, NEON! You can do this!

The ref checks back in with NEON and asks her if she wants to give up. But the challenger refuses. So Sadie lets go, wraps the chain around NEON’s neck and pulls back, choking NEON in the modified submission.

Kris Cruise: OH MY GOD!

NEON reaches up and tries to pull the chain from around her neck, but it’s to no avail. The challenger can be heard gagging while Sadie tries to choke the life out of her. The ref asks if she wants to give up. When NEON refuses, Sadie begins to violently yank back on the chain over and over, causing NEON’s neck to jerk back. NEON tries her hardest to fight through the pain while Sadie fights for the submission with all the strength she has left. Once Sadie pulls back even farther, NEON has no choice but to tap out on the canvas. The crowd explodes cheers as the ref calls for the bell.

Kris Cruise: IT’S OVER! IT’S OVER! SADIE RETAINS!

The crowd explodes with cheers when “Yougn Nation” blasts over the PA.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner and STILL the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, SADIE SAN FRANCISCO!

The ref gets down and hands the championship to Sadie San Francisco, who has rolled over onto her back. The ref undoes the dog collar before slipping it off the champion’s neck!

Kris Cruise: Sadie has done it, Stephy! She’s defeated NEON here at Patriot Games to retain her championship! What an absolutely brutal affair this one was!

Stephy Auger: This match should have been stopped ages ago. NEON had Sadie San Francisco beaten within an inch of her life. The match should have been called right then and there. NEON should be our new champion right now. Instead, Selfish San Francisco still has her grubby paws all over that title!

After slowly turning over on all fours, Sadie is met with cheers and applause as she slowly gets back to her feet. She immediately stumbles over into the ropes. Sadie holds herself up using the ropes as she makes her way over into the corner. She then slowly climbs up onto the middle ropes and raises her title in the air to cheers and applause from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: For Stephy Auger and everyone here in FGA, this is Kris Cruise signing off! We will see you next week, live on pay per view, at Trouble in Paradise! Goodnight, everyone!