Vertigo (09.30.17)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

¡Uno!
¡Dos!
¡Tres!
¡Catorce!


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


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


Maverick Center
Salt Lake City, UT

The video fades to an outside shot of the Maverick Center in Salt LakeCity, UT. We then transition inside to a wide shot of the arena. The camera then pans around, capturing the excited crowd. An FGA chant breaks out throughout several sections of the crowd, as well as a separate Vertigo chant...

The camera moves to the ring, where new Vertigo general manager Brandon Macdonald stands in the center, soaking in the cheers. The crowd continues to chant as the camera pans around to all of the Vertigo superstars standing around the ring. There’s Chris Madison, Fujiko Mine, James Edwards, The Elysians and Shootcamp on one side of the apron. Across from them stands Julian Tijerina, Serpent’s Touch, Susan Kent, Pedro Gonzales, and Maritza Diaz. And beside the apron between the two groups we see Sadie San Francisco, Luke Jackson, Ymir Ocampos, Lowri Moss, Neal Durden, Flavia Rocha and Daniel Widdell.

The camera pans around the arena for a moment, before eventually catching Dom Harter, Molly Reid, Mercy Williams, Jae Ramsey, Fenrys and newest member Chris Bond standing together at an entrance in the stands, looking down at the ring. The camera eventually leaves them, looking for other missing roster members such as Jimmy Page, AMIRA, or Vertigo’s big post-draft signing, Kol. However, after it becomes clear that none of them are anywhere that can be seen, the cameras cut back to Brandon Macdonald in the ring.

Macdonald waits a few moments for the cheers to die down for a moment, before addressing the crowd.

Brandon Macdonald: Ladies and gentlemen, WELCOMEEE TOOO VERTIGOOO!!

The crowd once again erupts at the mention of the name as Macdonald applauds along with them before speaking again.

Brandon Macdonald: Now I know this is a little different from what they’re doing over there at Flashpoint, that whole starting their show with a match instead of talking. Maybe I’m old fashioned, but I wanted to come out here and address all of you myself. Besides, between you and me, I think Flashpoint needs all the help they can get at this point.

Macdonald chuckles to himself as the crowd cheers at the remark. He waits a moment, as if deciding whether he should say anything more on the matter, before he grins again.

Brandon Macdonald: I mean, at least Cordy went out with her head held high, retiring after a great career. Can’t fault that. But Izzy? Quitting after cheating her way to a world championship she didn’t earn and then losing it to a better wrestler? That’s embarrassing to be quite honest. And that’s gotta sting for Flashpoint. Not just two wasted draft picks, but two of their top four picks! People said after the draft that Flashpoint was the past and Vertigo is the future, but even I didn’t think that would come true so early.  Anyways, enough about Flashpoint. Let’s talk about us. Let’s talk about VERTIGO.

The crowd cheers loudly again as Macdonald motions to all of the wrestlers standing around the ring.

Brandon Macdonald: Now, I’ll admit that I was a little disappointed when the coinflip went Flashpoint’s way and they got the first and last pick in the draft. But I quickly went to work preparing, and in the end I don’t think that first pick would’ve changed anything. I drafted everyone that I wanted. Everyone you fans want. You might not think so yet, but you’ll look back on this and agree. These are some of the best wrestlers in the world right now, and you’re getting to see them every single show.

Macdonald pauses for a moment, before adding something that he pretended that he just remembered.

Brandon Macdonald: Oh, I almost forgot to say that since Flashpoint got the first and last pick, the FGA Undisputed Champion will defend his title against a Vertigo grappler at Final Frontier.

The crowd cheers loudly at that, as the Vertigo grapplers all around the ring suddenly take a very serious interest in what Macdonald is saying, with a few of them turning and talking to one another about it.

Brandon Macdonald: Don’t worry, you’ll still see current champ Johnny Karma take on Dom Harter later tonight. That match won’t change anything though. Even if Dom Harter wins, Vertigo gets the Final Frontier challenge. It could very easily be Vertigo vs. Vertigo for the Undisputed Championship. We’ll know later tonight. But right now, I want to decide who’s going to be the grappler that takes on the winner of tonight’s championship match. Who do you guys think?

Macdonald turns to the crowd and holds his microphone up. What seems like every name on the Vertigo roster is thrown out by various fans all at once, resulting in a big mess of noise. Macdonald laughs before pulling the microphone back.

Brandon Macdonald: Plenty of names to choose from right? What about a woman fresh off a return with a huge win over Molly Reid at Patriot Games in Fujiko Mine?

The crowd cheers loudly at the mention of Fujiko’s name, while she tries to play it cool and shrug it off.

Brandon Macdonald: Or what about a guy like Jimmy Page, a legend here in FGA?

More cheers.

Brandon Macdonald: Or maybe someone like AMIRA?

The cheers turn to loud boos across the arena as Brandon laughs to himself again.

Brandon Macdonald: No, I’m not in the business of just naming a contender. This is Vertigo. We wrestle, we compete! Everyone who wants opportunity on my show, anyone who wants a chance to shine, they’re going to have to earn it. And that’s why tonight, we’re going to have a 20-grappler Over-The-Top-Rope Battle Royal to determine the new number one contender for the FGA Undisputed Championship. The participants? Hold on, let me take a deep breath.

Macdonald feigns taking a really deep breath, before starting to name the names while pointing to each grappler every time he names them.

Brandon Macdonald: We’ll have Fujiko Mine, Chris Madison, Sadie San Francisco, James Edwards, Daniel Widdel, Julian Tijerina, Lowri Moss, Ymir Ocampos, Owen Gonsalves, Ace Watson, Flavia Rocha, Luke Jackson, Elon Elysian, Emery Elysian, Faye Valentine, Kimiko, and I know they’re around here somewhere, just not here at ringside, but Molly Reid, Mercy Williams, Fenrys and Chris Bond! Twenty grapplers inside the ring, throwing each other over the top rope, and then winner will get to headline Final Frontier with a shot to become the Undisputed Champion. Exciting right?

The crowd cheers loudly as the grapplers who were named nod their heads or talk with their partners or friends. Macdonald pretends to drop the mic before pulling it back.

Brandon Macdonald: Oh wait, I’m not done. See, on top of that championship match at Final Frontier, we’re also going to see the Frontier Lion’s Cup! Over the next few weeks, Flashpoint will have qualifying matches for their sixteen selected grapplers. However, here on Vertigo we’re only going to have fifteen grapplers battle it out for their spot. That’s because I’ve decided that one grappler has earned themselves a bye into the first round…

The crowd is silent as they wonder who it could be, while the grapplers around the ring also seemingly start to wonder. Macdonald lets everyone sit and think for a moment before jumping back in.

Brandon Macdonald: What can I say about this wrestler. A former champion. Headlined countless main events. One of the best wrestlers not just on Vertigo, but in the entire world today. Look guys, I don’t want to pat myself on the back for this too much, but I really nailed it here. This man wasn’t even drafted, I went out and got him to sign with us after the draft. Yes, you guessed it. The man getting the bye to the first round of the Frontier Lions Cup is none other than Kol!

The crowd’s cheers turn quickly to boos at the mention of Kol’s name, clearly not happy with him getting such treatment. Even the grapplers around the ring shake their heads in disbelief or disappointment. The camera slowly focuses on James Edwards however, who looks downright insulted at the fact that a grappler who hasn’t even stepped foot on Vertigo yet is getting such preferential treatment already. Edwards actually turns around and walks away in disgust, much to the support of the fans near the entrance ramp that are close enough to see him.

The boos slowly die down as Macdonald once again fakes like he’s going to leave the ring. But once again he stops, holding his finger in the air.

Brandon Macdonald: You know, there’s one more thing. I was considering waiting until later in the night to announce this, but what the heck. I’m in a sharing mood. See, me signing Kol wasn’t my only move after the draft. I’m not content unless I’m doing everything I can to make Vertigo a better brand. And believe me, I’ve done just that. FGA universe, allow me to announce one more huge free agency signing for Vertigo. You all know his name...or maybe you know him better as Thee Prince! That’s right folks. Jackson Magnum is coming to Vertigo!

The crowd erupts as Macdonald announces Magnum’s name. The grapplers once again looks surprised, clearly none of them expected this. Macdonald gives everyone a few seconds to digest the news and calm down a little before he brings the mic back up once again.

Brandon Macdonald: Alright folks, I’ve taken up far too much of your time already. You came here to watch the best wrestlers in the world battle it out and not some general manager talk the entire time. But before we kick things off, I just have one thing to say. I’m truly honored to be your general manager here on Vertigo. It’s truly something I will not take for granted. I vow to each and every one of you that I will make Vertigo the number one brand in FGA, and it all starts tonight! So enjoy the ride! Let’s go Vertigo!

Macdonald drops the microphone to the cheers of the crowd and walks out of the ring and up the entrance ramp. The grapplers near the ring follow suit as the screen fades out to commercial.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

Her heart's pumping... legs shaking... and her palms sweaty… the day of destiny had arrived for Ymir Ocampos. Dressed in her ring gear, the rookie sat on a tired bench backstage contemplating the night ahead.

There was no retreat now.

The time for preparations were over.

There were plenty of rookies who were all talk when they came through FGA’s hallowed halls. By overcoming Susan Kent in her wrestling debut, the 17 year old will distance herself from those who think talking a good game gets the job done.

If she was the real deal, she shouldn't have any problems holding her own in this contest. But if she's just a phony, she will surely regret it... regret stepping into this cruel and merciless world of the strongest... under these circumstances where you can't afford to make a major mistake, would she buckle under the pressure?

Heaving a deep sigh, Ymir wipes her hands on the seat of her hotpants. Rising to her feet, the Canadian strides out of the locker rooms with purpose. It doesn’t take long for her to spot someone she has grown friendly with in recent weeks. Luke Jackson smiles as he sees Ymir. He walks up to her.

Luke Jackson: Hey Ymir. How are you enjoying your dream so far?

Yanking on her earlobe with a bemused grin, she rolls a few thoughts over in her mind.

Ymir Ocampos:  Kinda hard to say… really really nervous more than anything… but I’m excited too. I never thought about how many people would be watching before... and how that change in the atmosphere affects you.

Luke smiles as he looks at her. He had been in the business for awhile now. He knew all about the nerves. Hell, he still got them when he stepped in the ring.

Luke Jackson:  I wish I could tell you that it gets easier but it doesn't. Also though, I wanted to tell you that if you ever need someone to show you around or whatever I'd offer my services.

Nodding at his advice, Ymir tilts her head, smiling cutely at him once he finishes.

Ymir Ocampos: You almost make it sound like you’re my butler. But I’ll take you up on that offer.

She smiled brightly at him. A lot of the other FGA grapplers either thoroughly ignored her, or teased her since she joined. She was glad to have met Luke as he treated her more like an equal than someone to one up all the time.

Luke Jackson: I know what it is like to be new. I've been knocked down before and left to be by myself and I don't want that to happen to you.

He patted her on the shoulder.

Luke Jackson: I see a bright future for you.

Ymir blushed at what she felt was an unearned compliment, but she appreciated it.

Ymir Ocampos: Thanks, hon. That means a lot. It’s gonna be a real battle to start with Susan tonight… but I know I can do it. I’ll totally have your back too. I won’t let you down. Promise. Good luck for your match, yeah?

She smirked.

Ymir Ocampos: I’ll be watching.

He smiles back.

Luke Jackson: I hope I don't disappoint. Cause how embarrassing would that be?

Still smiling, she squints at him slightly. She gently flicks him on the nose.

Ymir Ocampos: Silly! You were meant to say a really badass line to inspire me.

She winks at him.

Ymir Ocampos:  Don’t worry. You’ll kick butt. I know you will. You’ve been wanting to show everyone what you’ve got since the draft right? I know you won’t disappoint.

Luke Jackson:  Did you just flick my nose?

He shook his head as he put a hand on her shoulder.

Luke Jackson: The draft has given me a new life. I've sat back and I've allowed myself to become stagnant. That needs to change I will not let my career fall away. I'm ready to kick ass again.

He smiles.

Luke Jackson: Badass enough for you?

Ymir puts her hands behind her head with a smile as she starts to walk ahead of Luke.

Ymir Ocampos: Mmmmm… just about. Now you’ll really be embarrassed if you lose.

She smiles wider at him as she heads towards ringside.

Ymir Ocampos: I’ll be looking forward to your match. Show me how it’s done out there, okay?

He nods his head. And smiles.

Luke Jackson: Of course I can't let you down.

Without looking back, she raises a hand to acknowledge his words, strangely feeling a lot less nervous than she had ten minutes ago.

[FGA Office]

Kris Cruise: Welcome back to Vertigo, ladies and gentlemen! GM Brandon Macdonald dropped several bombshells at the top of the show. For starters, Only 15 Vertigo roster members are being selected for the Frontier Lions Cup because Kol, of all people, is being given a Bye into the First Round! Then, it was announced that a Vertigo roster member will be challenging for the FGA Undisputed Championship at Final Frontier and that a 20-Man Over-The-Top-Rope Battle Royal will be held to determine the challenger. On top of that, he announced another big signing in Jackson Magnum! What do you make of this, Stephy?

Stephy Auger: Boy, it sure does suck to be Flashpoint!

Kris Cruise: Stop it! Let’s send it to the ring, please...

• SINGLES MATCH •
Susan Kent vs. Ymir Ocampos

The illustrious opening of "The Final Countdown" begins to play and the crowd is bathed in the splendid glow of gold lighting.

As the main riff begins rocking the arena, “Ymir of The Rain" appears amidst the fans. Back to us, feet placed wide apart and an arm reaching towards the heavens, the crowd roars. She wore supple hotpants, trendy sports bra-esque top, kneepads and shinguards (over black high boots), all a sheer confection of fine red and silver, and a funky pair of sunglasses.

Her high collared cape was her crowning glory; flashy, glamorous, and dazzling and a marvelous colour - the colour of blood and flame and sunsets. Spinning on her heel , Ymir Ocampos points to the cameras and poses for the fans. She proceeded to boldly wade through this huge sea of fans with more energy than a concert.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Edmonto, Alberta, Canada… YMIRRRR OOOOOCAAAAMPOOOSSSS!!!

Without pause, the fans sing the renowned lyrics as one when Ymir hits the ring. Leaping inside, her smile as bright as the noonday sun, she climbs a turnbuckle to pump an arm in the air and point a single index finger to the sky - an obvious challenge to whoever lurks in heaven.

Kris Cruise: Ymir Ocampos is set to make her in-ring debut her tonight, Stephy. What has to be going through her mind?

Stephy Auger: She’s got to be nervous, Cruise. This is her big break. This is her chance to make a statement right out of the gate. Is she going to hit it out of the park or will she fall flat on her face?

Susan appears on the stage and uses her hand to fans the crowd, she walks to the ring shaking hands with the fans, she climbs the ropes from the outside and waves to the fans, then climbs down into her corner and waits for the opening bell.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Wichita, Kansas… SUUSAAAN KEEENT!!!

Kris Cruise: Susan Kent knows all about making your debut on the big stage. Kent’s been in a similar position to Ocampos. While she can relate to Ymir, she’s not about to make this easy for her.

Stephy Auger: Or will she? It seems like Kent is more concerned with trying to be a TV star than a wrestler.

The bell sounds as Kent and Ocampos shake hands before circling the ring and locking up. After jockeying for position, Kent throws Ocampos down with an arm drag. Ocampos rolls over onto a knee before getting back to her feet. Both grapplers proceed to circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Kent moves Ocampos across the ring and presses her against the ropes. The ref then goes over and gives both grapplers until the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Both grapplers make a clean break. After Kent backs up towards the center of the ring, Ocampos makes her way off the ropes, heads back over to Kent and locks up with her. After jockeying for position, Kent gains the advantage with an arm wrench. Kent then yanks Ocampos’ arm before performing another arm wrench. The ref asks Ocampos if she wants to give up. But Ocampos refuses. She then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and reverses into an arm wrench of her own. She then delivers another arm wrench before Kent quickly responds back with another arm wrench. The ref asks Ocampos if she wants to give up. But again, Ocampos refuses. She then moves Kent into the near ropes before shoving her off into the far ropes. When Kent returns, Ocampos drops down into the prone position. Kent then hops over her before running into the far ropes. When Kent returns, Ocampos leapfrogs over her. Kent continues to run the ropes. When Kent returns, Ocampos goes for a hip toss. But Kent blocks it. So Ocampos doubles her over with a punch to the midsection, drapes her leg across the back of Kent’s neck, performs a backflip and follows up with an armdrag takedown. As Kent gets back to her feet, Ocampos runs over to attack. Kent goes to hip toss her into the ropes. But Ocampos ricochets off the ropes and counters with a handspring arm drag. As Kent returns to her feet, Ocampos runs across the ring and delivers a running hurricanrana, sending Kent through the ropes and onto the apron. Ocampos heads over to grab Kent as she pulls herself up on the apron. Before Ocampos can grab her, Kent ducks and counters with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. Kent then goes for a springboard maneuver. But while Kent is in mid-air, Ocampos connects with a rope-aided gamengiri, knocking Kent down to the floor.

Kris Cruise: Kent just caught him in mid air by that counter kick from ocampos!

While Kent picks herself up off the floor, Ocampos runs across the ring and goes for a triangle moonsault to the outside. But Kent dives back into the ring at the last second, causing Ocampos to crash onto the floor.

Kris Cruise: Ocampos missed! The high risk didn’t pay off!

Stephy Auger: See that!? She’s trying to show off in her debut match and it ended up costing her!

After laying on the floor for a few seconds, Ocampos turns over and begins to pick herself up off the floor. Kent sees this, so she runs into the far ropes. When Ocampos turns around, the crowd cheers when Kent knocks her down with a slingshot somersault plancha.

Kris Cruise: Kent wipes out Ocampos with a dive to the outside!

The cheers continue as Kent rolls Ocampos back inside. She then rolls herself back in before making the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Ocampos kicks out.

Kent picks Ocampos up, moves her into the corner and unleashes a series of knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. After being on the receiving end of the chops, Ocampos grabs Kent, tosses her into the corner and returns the favor with a series of chops of her own. After sending Kent into the opposite corner with an irish whip, Ocampos runs across the ring, leaps into the air and connects with a corner hesitation dropkick, sending Kent crumbling out of the corner and to the floor. She makes the cover.

ONE!
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Kent kicks out.

Ocampos picks up Kent and goes for an irish whip. But Kent reverses, sending Ocampos into the ropes. When Ocampos returns, she slides through Kent’s legs. When Kent turns around, Ocampos throws out a roundhouse kick. But Kent swats it away before knocking her down with a spinning heel kick. She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Ocampos kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Kent’s taking everything Ocampos is giving her and throwing it right back at her!

Stephy Auger: Kent wants this win just as much as Ocampos!

Kent picks up Ocampos, sends her into the corner with an irish whip and follows up with a running clothesline. Kent goes for a running bulldog out of the corner. But Ocampos shoves her off into the ropes. When Kent returns, Ocampos brings her down with a frankensteiner. After dragging Kent into position, Ocampos heads into the corner and springboards to the top turnbuckle. Ocampos flips back for a diving moonsault. But Kent is able to roll out of the way. After Ocampos lands on her feet, she quickly flips back and catches Kent with a standing moonsault!

ONE!
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TWO!
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Kent gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: A great display of athleticism right there from Ymir Ocampos! Kent rolled away from the first moonsault. But she got caught with the second!

Ocampos picks up Kent and applies a waist lock from behind. She lifts up Kent for a German Suplex. But Kent blocks with an elbow to the face on the way up. After Kent is lowered back down, she hits Ocampos with another elbow to the face before performing a standing switch. She then quickly spins Ocampos towards her before hitting a Codebreaker. With Ocampos down, Kent runs over towards the ropes before hopping onto the middle rope, flipping back and connecting with a Lionsault. She hooks the leg for the cover…

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Ocampos gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Closecall there for Ocampos.

Stephy Auger: Kent is staying on her!

Kent picks up Ocampos, moves her over towards the corner and plants her with a springboard tornado DDT. The Wichita native returns to her feet before bouncing against the ropes. Upon her return, she goes for a rolling thunder senton. But she ends up landing across Ocampos’ knees. After Kent turns over and gets back to her feet, Ocampos quickly grabs her from behind and hits a bridging German Suplex.

ONE!
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Kent gets her shoulder up.

Ocampos picks up Kent and whips her into the ropes. She throws out a hurricanrana. But she goes for it too early, allowing Kent to hang onto the ropes. After Ocampos crashes onto her back, she slowly turns over onto her knees. As she tries to get back up, Kent rushes over and brings her down with a running corkscrew neckbreaker. She then steps out onto the apron before springboarding to the top turnbuckle. Once Ocampos gets back to her feet, Kent leaps off and knocks her down with a missile dropkick to the back of the neck. She turns Ocampos over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TH-NO!

Ocampos gets her shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Kent nearly got her there!

Kent heads back out onto the apron and scales to the top turnbuckle. After Ocampos gets back to her feet and turns around, Kent goes for a diving crossbody. But Ocampos counters with a dropkick in mid air. While Kent clutches her midsection, Ocampos heads out onto the apron and scales to the top turnbuckle. She lets out a high-pitched shriek before leaping off and crashing down across Kent with the Heavenly Weeping (diving double foot stomp). She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

The crowd cheers when “The Final Countdown” hits the speakers.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, YMIR OCAMPOS!

With feet placed wide apart, Ocampos pumps an arm in the air and points a single index finger to the sky.

Kris Cruise: Ymir Ocampos gets the win in her FGA debut against Susan Kent! It’s always good to get the career started off with a W. Later on tonight, she’s got the opportunity of a lifetime when her and 19 other grapplers take part in the Battle Royal where the winner will become the new #1 contender of the Undisputed Championship! But coming up next, it’s Fenrys takes on the returning Luke Jackson!

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

We head backstage with Spencer Burke holding a microphone to provide an interview. He is standing by Daniel Widdel who is dressed in his personalised T-Shirt in blue that had his ‘DW’ logo printed and jeans. Looking casual and cool, Daniel has his hands on his hips.

Spencer Burke: Please welcome my guest this evening, Daniel Widdel.

Daniel acknowledges the camera and the audience watching with a salute with his right hand as an audibly cheer from the audience is heard.

Spencer Burke: Tonight is the very first show for Vertigo after the initial draft. Flashpoint has come and gone and now it’s Vertigo’s turn to to amp up the competition under the FGA banner. First of, what are your thoughts of being drafted number 22 for Vertigo?

Daniel Widdel: 22 isn’t a bad number, but I’m happy to be drafted either way. But I would like to mention that I did get drafted higher than Stunray which makes it more gratifying.

Daniel lets out a chuckle, obviously harbouring some pettiness towards his former rival who was drafted to Flashpoint at number 35.  

Daniel Widdel: But I’m excited actually. My lengthy rivalry with Stunray is over and done with and now we are on separate shows. I can finally concentrate on my career and make a name for myself here. Unfortunately I’m not booked for a match tonight but I can’t let that get me down. I never expected anything to fall unto my lap or get handed anything. With this draft, I can’t sit on the sidelines waiting for a opportunity. All the guys and girls on Vertigo are all fighting for the same thing and some need to fight harder than others for it. And that’s what I gotta do. I need to prove my worth as a competitor on Vertigo and make my own opportunities. I’m not going to allow myself to sit on the sidelines.

Spencer Burke: Do you have any goals now you’re part of the Vertigo brand?

Daniel Widdel: Obviously getting myself a title shot and becoming a champion, that’s the ultimate goal. But I hear the FGA Cup will be starting up soon and I would like to put my name on that list to qualify for it. I would like to progress far and actually win it, you know. I realise there are a lot of established names I would need to knock off to even get hold of that cup. Just don’t count out Daniel Widdel as of yet. I have much more in store for FGA because I’m only getting started here. I’m looking forward to my future here on the Vertigo brand.

Daniel grins and winks into the camera before walking away from the frame ending the interview.

[FGA Office]

• SINGLES MATCH •
Fenrys vs. Luke Jackson

Luke comes out with a huge smile on his face basking in the glory of wrestling. He has a black wife beater on and backwards Oakland As' cap on. He slaps the hands of fans on his way down to the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Oakland, California! Weighing in at 195 pound! He is “The Kid” LUKE JAAACKSONNN!!!

Kris Cruise: Luke Jackson’s back in an FGA ring as he takes on The New Murder’s Fenrys here in a moment. Luke wasn’t exactly thrilled with being chosen so low in the FGA Brand Extension Draft. I have it on good authority that Jackson is looking to prove himself here on Vertigo and live up to his potential.

Stephy Auger: Are you sure? Because all I see him doing is being all buddy buddy with Ymir Ocampos.

Kris Cruise: What’s wrong with Jackson wanting to give the young upstart some pointers?

Stephy Auger: Suuure. He’s “giving her some pointers”. He just wants to “show her the ropes”. Mmmm hmmm. bet he’s also got December 12 circled on his calendar, too.

Kris Cruise: Oh stop it!

The scenes opens inside the arena as it was normally lit with the ring announcer ready to announce the upcoming competitor. Suddenly…

“GIVE US YOUR GOLD!!!!!”

Is heard blaring through the speakers as "Release The Hounds" by Satellites On Parade hits the PA System and the arena goes to pitch black. As the intro of the song plays out the lights flash red, blue and black constantly until Fenrys appears standing at the top of the ramp after forty seconds of the song plays out. With his hood of his coat up he stares down to the ring breathing heavy.

Fenrys then looks around to the fans and growls before he makes his way down the ramp. As he makes it to the bottom of the ramp he drops to all fours and proceeds to walk on his fours over to the left side of the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, representing The New Murder. From The Wolves den! Weighing in at 178 pounds… FEENNNNNRYYYSSSS!!!

Fenrys pops up to his feet as he leans over the barricade scarring the fans at ringside before darting towards the ring and sliding into the bottom rope. He stands on his knees in the center of the ring and looks up to the ceiling howling up to the sky while his arms were spread out.

He then stands up to his feet and walks over to a corner and removes his fur coat. After giving it to the stagehand outside the ring, Fenrys crouches down in the corner as we waits for the match to begin.

Kris Cruise: Fenrys came up short several weeks ago against the exciting luchador, El Stravito. You know that loss has to still sting.

Stephy Auger: I’m sure it does and I hope he takes it all out on Luke Jackson.

The bell sounds as Fenrys and Jackson go to lock up. But instead of engaging in a collar-and-elbow, Fenrys opts out for a kick to the midsection. The boos continue as Fenrys moves Jackson back into the corner with repeated European Uppercuts. He then mudhole stomps Jackson down into the corner before applying a foot choke. The ref gives him until the count of five to break the choke.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Fenrys reluctantly lets go. He then scrapes his boot across Jackson’s face before bringing him back to his fee. After a knife edge chop, Fenrys sends Jackson into the opposite corner with an irish whip. Fenrys runs across the ring to attack. But Jackson ducks and dumps him over the top rope. After Fenrys lands safely on the apron, he doubles Jackson over with a shoulder thrust when The Kid turns around. The boos continue when Fenrys goes for a sunset flip. The crowd cheers as Jackson swings his arms to try and regain his balance. Once he does, he reaches down, grabs Fenrys by the neck with both hands, yanks him back to his feet and tosses him into the corner. He then runs forward and connects with a hard clothesline before lighting up his chest with knife edge chops. The Kid then brings Fenrys from out of the corner and whips him into the far ropes. When Fenrys returns, Jackson throws him down with a big back body drop. Fenrys gets tons of hang time and kicks his legs in the air before crashing back-first onto the canvas. Fenrys turns over and arches his back. When he sees Jackson approaching, he calls for a timeout. But The Kid is having none of it. When he goes to grab Fenrys, the crowd boos when Fenrys reaches up and rakes him across the eyes.

Kris Cruise: Dirty tactic there from Fenrys. But I would expect nothing less from a member of The New Murder.

Stephy Auger: Then why are you crying about it?

Fenrys gets back to his feet, grabs Jackson from behind and brings him down with a pulling backbreaker. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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Jackson kicks out.

Fenrys picks up Jackson and whips him into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Fenrys drops him down to a knee after a low angle dropkick to the leg. He immediately gets back up and runs into the far ropes. When Fenrys returns, he knocks Jackson down with a low angle European Uppercut. When Jackson turns over and gets back up on one knee, Fenrys runs over and throws out a Shining Wizard. Jackson’s able to duck the Shining Wizard. But he quickly gets caught from behind with a Rear Shining Wizard. The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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Jackson kicks out.

Stephy Auger: He ducked one knee, but not the other!

Fenrys picks up Jackson and goes for a vertical suplex. But Jackson blocks it. He then grabs a hold of Fenrys and goes for a vertical suplex of his own. But Fenrys is able to slip down from behind before countering with a Lungblower. The boos continue as he hits a standing moonsault before returning to his feet and hitting a standing senton. He reaches back and hooks the near leg…

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Jackson gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Both of these men will be in the Battle Royal later on tonight. They would love for nothing more than to get the win here and carry that momentum into the main event.

Stephy Auger: It’s a chance of a lifetime for both grapplers. Plus, if Harter beats Karma and Fenrys wins the Battle Royal, we could see an all New Murder main event! How great would that be?

Kris Cruise: …

Fenrys picks up Jackson and goes for an irish whip. But Jackson reverses, sending Fenrys into the corner. Jackson rushes in to attack, only to get knocked back by a boot to the face. Fenrys quickly hoist himself up onto the middle ropes before planting Jackson with a diving DDT. The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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Jackson gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Fenrys just spiked Jackson with that diving DDT! But Jackson got the shoulder up!

Fenrys picks up Jackson and whips him into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Fenrys sets up for a back body drop of his own. But Jackson is able to counter by hurdling over him. When Fenrys stands up and turns around, he gets caught with a dropkick. Fenrys gets back to his feet, only to get caught with another dropkick. After Fenrys gets back up, Jackson takes him by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. When Fenrys returns, he throws out a rolling elbow. But Jackson ducks. When Fenrys turns around, he gets caught with a third dropkick. He makes the cover.

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Fenrys kicks out.

Jackson picks up Fenrys and whips him towards the ropes. Instead of bouncing off the ropes and returning, Fenrys baseball slides underneath the bottom rope and gets up on the apron. Jackson rushes over to attack, but Fenrys knocks him down with a springboard missile dropkick. The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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Jackson gets his shoulder up.

Fenrys brings Jackson back to his feet before knocking him back down with a standing dropkick. He then heads out onto the apron. After walking along the apron, Fenrys goes to climb the turnbuckles. As soon as he gets one foot on the top turnbuckle, Jackson runs over towards the corner, leaps up and socks him with a Superman Punch. While Fenrys is dazed, Jackson climbs up to the middle ropes, grabs him around the waist and throws him down with a belly to belly suplex. He makes the cover.

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Fenrys gets his shoulder up.

Jackson picks up Fenrys and whips him into the ropes. When Fenrys returns, he slides through Jackson’s legs. When Jackson turns around, Fenrys throws out another rolling elbow. But again, Jackson ducks. When Fenrys turns back around, Jackson knocks him off his feet with a legsweep before following up with a standing moonsault.

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Fenrys gets his shoulder up.

Jackson picks up Fenrys and whips him into the ropes. When Fenrys returns, Jackson throws out a superkick. But his foot gets caught by Fenrys. Fenrys taunts Jackson before swinging his leg away from him. But Jackson is able to use the momentum to turn into a spinning backfist, knocking Fenrys down to a knee. Jackson then heads into the ropes. When The Kid returns, he flattens Fenrys with The Oakland Drive-By (Drive-By Kick). The cheers continue as he drags Fenrys into position before heading out to the apron. Jackson climbs up to the top turnbuckle, flips off and crashes on top of Fenrys with the Oakland Splash (450 Splash).

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THREE!

The crowd cheers when “Lose Yourself” hits the speakers.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, LUKE JACKSON!

The cheers continue when Jackson gets his arm raised in victory.

Kris Cruise: Luke Jackson gets his first win after the Draft with a win over Fenrys. Congrats, Luke!

[FGA Office]

The scene switches to a corridor backstage, where Lowri Moss is stood with SCCW trainee Ash Fi. The pair are in mid-conversation when Neal Durden appears, and interrupts them.

Neal Durden: Lowri! There you are.

Lowri turns to look at Neal, as does Ash. Neal was about to say something else, but having not initially realised who it was that Lowri was talking to, he is now caught off guard upon seeing Ash. Lowri breaks the awkward silence.

Lowri Moss: Ash, this is my tag team partner, Neal Durden; Neal, this is Ash Fi.

Ash Fi: Hi. Nice to meet you.

Ash holds out her hand, towards Neal.

Neal Durden: Uh...yeah, hi.

After a momentary hesitation from Neal, he shakes Ash’s hand. Lowri looks at Neal with a frown.

Lowri Moss: Are you alright?

Neal Durden: What? Yeah, no, I’m fine.

Another awkward silence follows. Feeling a bit out of place, Ash decides to excuse herself.

Ash Fi: I think I should probably go and finish getting ready for my match - it’s not that far away now.

Lowri Moss: Okay, Ash. Good luck out there against Bond.

Ash Fi: Thank you. Good luck to the two of you as well for your match.

Lowri Moss: Thanks.

Lowri watches as Ash walks off. She then turns her attention back to Neal.

Lowri Moss: What’s up with you?

Neal Durden: Nothing.

Lowri Moss: Are you sure? You’re acting even weirder than usual.

Lowri glances in the direction that Ash Fi headed. Something then dawns on her, and she looks at Neal again.

Lowri Moss: I know what it is: you couldn’t tell me and Ash apart, could you?

Neal Durden: She looks just like you!

Lowri Moss: So people tell me.

A somewhat exasperated Lowri lets out a sigh.

Lowri Moss: And to think, some people think that you and I are more than just friends. You know, if you really were my boyfriend, I would expect you to not confuse me with another girl so easily.

Before Neal can respond to Lowri, the duo are accosted by Spencer Burke.

Spencer Burke: Lowri! Neal!

The twosome turn in unison to look at the approaching reporter.

Spencer Burke: Do you mind if I ask the two of you a couple of questions?

Lowri Moss: No, Spencer, go for it. What do you want to ask us about? Our match later against Shootcamp, presumably.

Spencer Burke: I do want to ask you some questions about that. First though, I would like to get a reaction from each of you to what happened in the Brand Extension Draft.

Lowri quickly looks at Neal, before looking back to Spencer.

Lowri Moss: When I spoke to Jessie after Patriot Games, I told her that I didn’t expect to be picked particularly high. However, as it turned out, I was picked right in the middle of the draft, at number twenty-four, which I was pretty satisfied with.

She runs a hand through her hair.

Lowri Moss: And for what it’s worth, I reckon I may be the best value pick in the draft.

That statement from Lowri clearly surprises Spencer.

Spencer Burke: Do you really believe that?

Lowri Moss: I have to believe it - how can I expect other people to believe in me, if I don’t even believe in myself?

Spencer Burke: Okay, well, you must also be satisfied with being drafted to the same show as the current Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, Sadie San Francisco - I know that was something you had been hoping for.

Lowri nods.

Lowri Moss: Correct.

She then puts her hands on her hips.

Lowri Moss: There are probably a couple of people that were chosen before me in the draft, who I could stand here and ask the question, “Why were they picked ahead of me?” That would be a waste of time though - and bearing in mind something that I said prior to the draft, it might also make me a hypocrite. My main concern heading into the draft was whether or not I would be drafted to the same show as Sadie, which shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone, given that I’ve made no secret of how much I want to win the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship, so yeah, I’m definitely satisfied that she and I both ended up on Vertigo.

Spencer Burke: Speaking of surprises, something in the draft that I believe surprised you, was when you saw that Neal had been picked.

Lowri turns to look at Neal, as she responds to Spencer.

Lowri Moss: Yeah, I had no idea whatsoever that he would be part of the draft, so when he was chosen by Vertigo, to say that I was surprised would be an understatement; the draft produced several surprises, but for me personally, Neal was responsible for the biggest one.

She turns back to Spencer.

Lowri Moss: He’s my friend, as well as my tag team partner, so it’s nice to have him around full time from now on. I’m just glad that he was picked by Vertigo, and not Flashpoint.

Spencer then turned to Neal and asked him.

Spencer Burke: Now, Neal…tell us. What was it like for you to be picked in the draft by the same brand that picked Lowri?

Neal smiled and looked at his tag team partner, before answering Spencer’s question.

Neal Durden: Man, I have to say that it was surreal. I entered myself in the draft after our showing in the Dynamic Duos Tournament, and even if I knew Lowri and I as a tag team would be enticing for either brand, I felt there was a possibility that the GM’s would separate us.

Neal looks at Lowri as he smirks, before continuing pouring his thoughts.

Neal Durden: I mean, Lowri has carved herself a good spot within the FGA ranks as a singles competitor. That's why she was picked so high in this draft. Alas, we were not separated and we’re now tagging up again in front of the FGA faithful.

Spencer then gets the microphone back to himself before asking Neal.

Spencer Burke: Speaking of the Dynamic Duos Tournament. You two impressed a lot of people, considering you had only been wrestling for less than a year before you entered the tournament. Two of those you impressed are the duo of Ace Watson and Owen Gonsalves; Shootcamp…and your opponents tonight. How do you feel about facing them again?

Neal taps on Lowri’s shoulder before answering the question.

Neal Durden: Spencer, FGA...the DDT3 was only the beginning for us. We knew going in that we were going to have to put up the matches of our lives in order to advance...we didn't know we would also have to deal with a third party in one of our matches. AMIRA shattered the dream of winning the whole thing when she interfered, taking Lowri out of a big chunk of our match against Shootcamp...but now, now we have a shot at redemption.

Lowri nods her head, in agreement with Neal.

Neal Durden: Shootcamp is arguably one of the toughest teams on Vertigo...but we showed the fans and them that we also have the hearts of a thousand dragons. Tonight, we fight on even grounds and I - WE - promise, this will be a premonition of things to come.

Spencer then turns from Neal to his tag team partner.

Spencer Burke: How about you, Lowri - do you have anything to add to Neal’s comments about your match with Shootcamp?

Lowri Moss: I’m not sure there’s much else for me to say. Neal already alluded to the circumstances surrounding our elimination from the Dynamic Duos Tournament, and after that loss to Shootcamp, Owen wasted little time in suggesting that we have a rematch - I believe his words to me were, “Once you're done kicking AMIRA's teeth in, we'll do this again properly.” Well, everyone saw what happened to AMIRA at Patriot Games, so I don’t think we need to worry about the possibility of her spoiling our match tonight.

Lowri grins.

Lowri Moss: Owen and Ace suffered a dubious defeat of their own against Upper Echelon in the semifinals of Dynamic Duos, so I think all four of us are probably looking forward to having a match where the outcome isn’t affected by any external influences. Tonight, we’re going to have a clear-cut winner; Neal isn’t going to have to spend most of the match on his own, I’m not going to have to compete on one leg, and all being well…

She drapes an arm over Neal’s shoulder.

Lowri Moss: …his first match as a fully fledged member of the FGA roster will end in a win for the two youngsters from South Wales.

The scene then cuts away.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

The thud of a low chime rings out, and the beginning of “Sirens” by Elephante ring through the arena. The lights in the arena dip as the crowd voices their extreme approval of one Fujiko Mine. The lights bump in time with the beat, bathing the crowd in alternating pale purple and gold lights.

Why came disaster, I see your face
Under the laughter you store away
Come down, come down, come out and play
Biting the nails of catastrophe
When didn't your sails come and dance with me
Come down, come down, we're lost at sea

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. The imposing Xena stands behind her, looking stern. Fujiko is not dressed for action, instead wearing a Johnny Karma t-shirt and black yoga pants. 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.

Kris Cruise: At Patriot Games, Fujiko managed to silence a lot of her critics and overcome former Pride champion Molly Reid in a Pride Rules match.

Stephy Auger: And I still think it’s a gross miscarriage of justice! And now she’s sucking up to Johnny Karma!

Kris Cruise: That’s where we’ll have to disagree, Stephy. And I’d say Fujiko has been one of the Karmic Lion’s biggest supporters over the past year.

All I want is perfect timing
All I got was silver lining
I can't stop, these tides from rising
So I'm coming back for you
Coming back for you-OH!

The breakdown of the song kicks in, and the lights dance along with them. 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. Xena clears the guardrail behind her, and a single spotlight converges on the woman known as the Inescapable Goddess.

JA Aldridge: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Fujiko Mine!

Fujiko poses on the top turnbuckle, her hands outstretched over her head and her eyes closed. The lights return to normal. She gets down off the top turnbuckle, and his handed the microphone as Xena joins her in the ring. The crowd cheers for Fujiko for a few moments before she manages to speak.

Fujiko Mine: I have to say, this is a bit bittersweet.

The buzzing of the crowd filters through as Fujiko pauses.

Fujiko Mine: Here I thought that I would be flying high tonight. I managed to come out of my match with Molly Reid with a win, and prove that I am one of the best to ever step foot in this ring. That, honestly; made Patriot Games extra special.

There is a mixed reaction from them as Fujiko references her Pride rules match.

Fujiko Mine: Molly Reid took me to my limits, and just like that fateful night a year ago, it could have gone either way. I take nothing away from Molly. She is an amazing competitor. There is a reason she held onto the Pride title as long as she did. Molly, as an in ring competitor, has my respect.

There is more of a mixed reaction as Fujiko says this.

Stephy Auger: I don’t believe her for a second!

Kris Cruise: What has she said that would lead you to that.

Stephy Auger: Fujiko has always been fake. That’s just how she is!

Fujiko Mine: But I didn’t come out here to sing her praises. I came out here to talk about my next step. There is something that’s been on my mind since the draft that I want to get out in the open.

Fujiko pauses, her right eyebrow arching up.

Fujiko Mine: My ultimate goal is to be the FGA Undisputed champion. That hasn’t changed in the slightest. But, I have to admit something. Winning that pride rules match made me desire another pride rules match...but with something a little more on the line…

Murmurs ring throughout the arena, most of the fans getting where she is going with this.

Fujiko Mine: Chris Madison, congratulations to you for winning back the title you feel you should not have lost. Congrats on winning the Pride championship from Savannah Taylor. Allow me to present you with your first challenge. As that championship is one I feel that I should not have lost. So if you’re looking for your next challenger…

Fujiko leans back into the imposing Xena.

Fujiko Mine: I’m right here. Come at me.

Fujiko crosses her arms, but does not leave the ring. After a moment, it’s clear she expects some sort of response from the Pride champion and/or his manager. It didn't take long for background noise of the fans in attendance turned into a roaring cheer as they rose to their feet at the sound of “War Machine” by KISS screaming over the PA system. First, Frankie Morrison steps out from behind the curtain, dressed in a tailored suit with a microphone in hand. Mere seconds behind him, the FGA Pride Champion slowly steps out in his wrestling gear with one of his FGA licensed t-shirts, clutching the championship belt to his chest as it hangs from his shoulder. Chris inches closer to his manager and stands shoulder to shoulder with him, looking down to the ring. Frankie leans in and whispers to his client while grinning from ear to ear, his eyes never leaving Fujiko Mine.

Frankie Morrison: So that's how this new era of Frontier Grappling Arts is going to play out? Competitors are going to just march to that ring, call their shots, and expect to be handed out opportunities?

The slight show of hesitation from Madison's mouthpiece drew a surprise string of boos from the crowd.

Frankie Morrison: Before you pass judgment, let me finish…

Morrison said while hushing the audience with a hand gesture.

Frankie Morrison: You know if just about anyone else from that locker room marched out there, stood in that very same spot as you Fujiko, and tried to goad Chris into a championship match, we’d be standing in the back joking about it. You wanted him, and well, here he is!!

Morrison passes the microphone off to his right, placing it in Madison’s open hand. He brought the microphone up towards his lips and paused for a moment, smiling as the crowd showered him with a“MAD-I-SON” chant that echoed throughout the arena.

Chris Madison: You know Fujiko, I'm sure that you're not the only person clamorin’ to get a shot at this Pride Championship. Patriot Games and Trouble in Paradise were two great shows that showcased just how deep and talented the FGA roster is. But there's no denyin’ how impressive your win over Molly Reid was. She may have poor taste in friends, and from time to time her tactics may be a bit questionable, but I've been to war with Molly, and I'll always give credit where credit is due; she is one of the best young talents in this business. A win over her, on a big stage like Patriot Games, is definitely grounds for a potential championship match.

The crowd erupts as a potential championship match between the two is teased.

Chris Madison: This championship belt used to signify the purity of this sport. It's supposed to showcase some of the best wrestlin’ FGA has to offer. I want to make sure the very characteristics the FGA Pride Championship is supposed to represent doesn't fall to the wayside like it has with some of the champions in the past. To be perfectly honest, I couldn't think of a better way than defending it against one of the more recognizable champions in its illustrious history! You want a championship match? I'm game!!

Fujiko grins widely at this news, and the crowd roars its approval.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko Mine vs. Chris Madison for the Pride championship?! That’s certainly a match I can get behind!

Stephy Auger: What? She thinks she’s first in line for a title shot now? Ridiculous!

Kris Cruise: I’d say beating a former Pride Champion is plenty grounds for something like that, but I guess we’ll see what our GM has to say about it!

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

James Edwards is seen backstage staring at a monitor. The Burning Heart does not look pleased about whatever he just watched. However, it must have been intriguing because he grabs a remote control off of a nearby table. His eyes move back forth as the seconds tick by, apparently rewatching the scene over and over. Each viewing adds another layer to the fire of disgust and anger blazing in his eyes.

James Edwards: You have got to be kidding me.

He takes another glance at the screen.

James Edwards: You have got to be kidding me.

Another look at the screen and the third time is enough to blow the powder keg that is Edwards' famous temper.

James Edwards: You've gotta be screwing with me. I bust my ass for the last six months and this all it takes.

Edwards angrily spikes the remote on the floor and marches out of the picture. The camera operator, out of curiosity, steps into the area previously occupied by Edwards. On the screen is a freeze frame of Fujiko Mine and Chris Madison from just before the break, when Madison accepted Fujiko’s challenge.

[FGA Office]

Kris Cruise: I don’t think James Edwards liked what he just saw, Stephy. He seemed pretty upset.

Stephy Auger: Let me ask you a question. When have you ever seen James Edwards not look upset?

• SINGLES MATCH •
Chris Bond vs. Ash Fi

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, representing SCCW! From Swansea, Wales… AAAAAASH FIIIII!!!

Stephy Auger: What is Lowri Moss doing out here and why are they calling her Ash Fi? Is that a new nickname?

Kris Cruise: That’s not Lowri Moss! It’s Ash Fi! From SCCW!

"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 to boo as Chris Bond makes his way out from behind the curtains. With a spotlight lighting his way, Bond makes his way down the aisle and towards the ring, pulling his arm away from the fans on his way down.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, representing The New Murder! Weighing in at 242 pounds! He is “The Battle-Hardened Veteran” CHRIIIIIIS BOOOOOND!!!

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 sea of fans. He circles the ring, arms outstretched, as the fans boo 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: We were lead to belueve that Chris Bond would be explaining his actions here tonight on Vertigo! But surprise, surprise, Bond has declined to speak!

Stephy Auger: So? Chris Bond doesn’t have to do anything for you people. You people don’t deserve an explanation!

The bell sounds as Bond and Ash lock up. After jockeying for position, Bond uses his strength advantage to move Ash across the ring and into the corner. While Bond has her pressed against the turnbuckles, the ref goes over and gives then until the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

As soon as they break, the crowd boos when Bond nails her with a shoulder thrust. The Battle-Hardened Veteran proceeds to pummel Ash down in the corner with a flurry of right hands to the face. He then reaches down, pulls Ash up in the corner and unleashes a blistering knife edge chop. The former two-time Pride Champ brings Ash from out of the corner before whipping her into the far ropes. When Ash returns, Bond goes for a running lariat. But Ash ducks and runs into the far ropes. When she returns, Bond wraps his arm around her neck before pulling her down with a rear naked chokedrop.

Kris Cruise: Ash Fi was able to avoid the lariat. But not the chokedrop!

Stephy Auger: If she was smart, she’d roll right out of the ring and call it a night. She’s take the loss by countout. But she would leave this arena in one piece.

Bond brings Ash back to her feet and doubles her over with several knee strikes to the midsection before delivering a jumping backbreaker. While Ash arches her back in pain, Bond circles her before delivering a flurry of knee drops. He makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Ash Fi gets her shoulder up.

Bond presses her back down before another lateral press.

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TWO!
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Ash Fi gets her shoulder up.

Bond quickly mounts on top of Ash and fires away with a flurry of right hands to the face. He then yanks up Ash by the hair, runs and tosses her through the ropes and to the floor. Bond steps back towards the center of the ring before doing his signature pose.

Kris Cruise: He’s so proud of himself!

Stephy Auger: Why shouldn’t he be? If I got engaged to someone as lovely as The Crimson Baroness, I’d be proud of myself, too!

Kris Cruise: No, I’m talking about him turning on the fans, stabbing Jimmy Page in the back and joining The New Murder!

On the outside, Ash can be seen slowly pulling herself up using the edge of the apron. After pulling herself up using the ropes, Bond heads over and goes to bring her back inside with a vertical suplex. But Ash slips down from behind and quickly rolls him up with a schoolboy.

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TWO!
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Bond kicks out.

After both grapplers quickly get back to their feet, Ash rolls him up with a small package.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Bond kicks out.

After both grapplers scramble back to a vertical base, Bond grabs Ash and whips her into the ropes. When Ash returns, Bond sets up for a back body drop. But Ash Fi counters with a sunset flip.

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Bond kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Another nearfall for Ash Fi!

Stephy Auger: That little rodent nearly stole a win from Bond!

After both grapplers return to their feet, the crowd boos when Bond turns Ash inside out with a running lariat.

Stephy Auger: There we go!

Bond’s fuming as he circles Ash Fi. Ash tries to sit up. But Bond knocks her back down with a kick to the face. He then delivers a stomp to the right shoulder, right forearm, right thigh and right shin. He follows up with a stomp to the left ankle, left knee and left wrist before delivering repeated stomps to the chest. The boos continue when Bond yanks up Ash by the hair, runs and tosses her onto the apron through the ropes. Bond reaches through the ropes, places Ash in a front facelock and drags her along the middle rope before planting her with the Rejection.

Kris Cruise: Bond spikes her with that rope-hung DDT!

Stephy Auger: She’s gotta be out of it!

Bond drags Ash back to the center of the ring before picking her back up. Bond lifts her up and delivers a shinbreaker. While Ash stands weakly on her left leg, Bond runs into the ropes. When he returns, he clips the back of Ash’s leg with a chop block.

Kris Cruise: What the hell is he doing!? Ash Fi can barely stand on her feet! Now he’s trying to take out her knee!

Stephy Auger: Tough love, Cruise! Bond, the former Head Trainer of LDFC, is simply giving the young upstart a rough lesson!

After Ash struggles to get back to her feet, Bond runs up from behind and kicks her in the back of the knee so hard that Ash backflips and lands in the prone position.

Stephy Auger: Look, Cruise! He just kicked her leg out of her leg! Ha ha ha!

Kris Cruise: This isn’t funny!

Bond brings Ash back to her feet before bringing her back down with the Misery (rolling knee bar). The Battle-Hardened Veteran applies pressure to the knee while Ash screams in pain. The ref ask Ash Fi if she wants to give up. Ash immediately taps out on the canvas. The crowd boos when the ref calls for the bell.

The crowd boos when “You Know My Name” hits the speakers.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, CHRIS BOND!

The boos continue as Bond keeps the hold locked on.

Kris Cruise: Come on, Bond! You won the match! Let her go!

When the ref threatens to reverse his decision and DQ Bond, Bond reluctantly breaks the hold. He returns to his feet, stands over Ash Fi and poses to boos from the crowd.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

Once the show returns from its break the all-too familiar sound of John Bonham’s particularly exquisite drum intro for When the Levee Breaks fills the Maverik Center’s auditorium to tell us the reigning champion is preparing to make his entrance, and right on cue he walks out at the top of the ramp with Cherry Baum by his side and he holds the championship high in the air

Kris Cruise: It’s Johnny Karma! The FGA Undisputed Champion is joining us here in the ring before his huge title defense later on tonight!

Stephy Auger: He was lucky to get past Chandler Scott last Sunday! Heck, he was lucky to get past Izzy Anders at Trouble in Paradise! His luck runs out tonight when Dom Harter becomes a three-time, three-time, THREE-TIME champion! What Harter wants, Harter gets and if you haven’t taken a look around as of late, Harter’s gotten everything that he wanted. That title is coming home to Papa….. and Vertigo!

Having made his way down the ramp and reached the ringside area, Karma climbs the ring steps and makes his way along the ring apron where he once again holds the belt high in the air to a rapturous response, and having basked in the cheers he holds the ropes open so Cherry can climb into the ring before he follows her, as Cherry waits with a pair of ring mics

Cherry Baum: Ladies and gentlemen…

Try as she might to be heard above the crowd, there’s little chance of the mic being audible above the crowd response

JOHNNY KARMA

YOU DESERVE IT

JOHNNY KARMA

YOU DESERVE IT

JOHNNY KARMA

YOU DESERVE IT

JOHNNY KARMA

YOU DESERVE IT

…which leads to Karma leaning over and saying something in Cherry’s ear, and after the two share a little back-and-forth Karma strikes the pose of a man who is about to speak

Johnny Karma: …so, yeah, because of the draft we technically need to have a homecoming on both brands, not least because there’s nothing worse than being responsible for one GM sending the other GM an instant message reading “dotdotdot fine” as that can only lead to passive aggressive sniping back and forth that makes everyone feel slightly embarrassed.  However, in order to have a homecoming, we require a Master of Ceremonies to be able to declare said homecoming to be official, so if you would please allow a moment…

Having asked the crowd for a moment’s silence, Karma steps to the side and gestures towards Cherry, giving her a moment in the proverbial spotlight

Cherry Baum: Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you the NEW…ish and reigning Undisputed Champion of Frontier Wrestling Arts…introducing JOHNNY KARMA!!!

As the crowd cheer once again, Karma steps forward and nods appreciatively as he listens to the crowd support, briefly turning towards Cherry and pulling up his jacket sleeve to show her the goose bumps on his arm before he begins to speak

Johnny Karma: You know it’s still strange for me to be standing in the ring with this…

Karma pats the title as it hangs off his shoulder for emphasis

Johnny Karma: …in my possession, because I remember the first edition of Vertigo like it was a heck of a lot more recent than two years ago.  Two years and a couple of weeks, if we want to get really specific.   Back then I was watching on as Chandler Scott held the title, back at a time where everyone knew who the champion was as there wasn’t gonif muddying the waters by walking out with the belt one minute and then walking back in declaring they were champion after they’d been stripped of the title due to being a gonif, and on that very first show I was challenging for the Pride Championship in a match that…well, let’s just say there’s a reason why I said “challenging for” rather than “winning” and leave it at that.  Yet in the two years that followed, a lot of things changed: let’s start with the fact that we’ve not only got two separate shows but two separate rosters under the FWA umbrella, and in those forty episodes we’ve seen people come and we’ve seen people go, we’ve seen titles change hands, and through it all I’ve gone from looking on and coming up short to getting closer and closer until, finally, here I am with a title on my shoulder and Dom Harter gunning for me.

Pausing for a second, Karma’s train of thought changes

Johnny Karma: Before I get onto the subject of tonight’s match, I really should say something about what happened at the end of Flashpoint.  That night this company lost a star, someone who left an indelible mark on the history of this company, not only winning this title but the Gold Rush Rumble, the Frontier Lions Cup, and a spot in the Hall of Fame.  I am, of course, talking about Cordy Stevenson, so if you please, show a little appreciation.

Needing little prompting to do just that, the crowd show their support for the newly-retired Cordy while Karma and Cherry leave the ring to let the crowd response speak for itself

THANK YOU CORDY

*clap clap clap-clap-clap*

THANK YOU CORDY

*clap clap clap-clap-clap*

THANK YOU CORDY

Kris Cruise: Listen to this crowd, Stephy! Talk about a show of respect! Fans worldwide appreciate Cordelia Stevenson.

Stephy Auger: I don’t know why? She can’t go nine months without breaking a hip or slipping on a banana peel or losing her smile.

Kris Cruise: Oh stop it! She’s one of the greatest athletes in FGA history!

Stephy Auger: Boy, I know when athletes retire young, people go overboard and overrate the hell out of them. But this is insanity! She pales in comparison to someone like AMIRA!

As the crowd begin to cheer their support for Cordy, Karma and Cherry make their way back inside the ring and allow the crowd to finish their cheer before Karma continues

Johnny Karma: As I already mentioned on Flashpoint, the second this match was first announced I couldn’t help but notice that Dom Harter was quick to start shouting the odds to anyone who’d listen that he’d be waking up on World Sake Day - yes, that’s a thing, as I’m sure that Bisley guy would likely tell you if he was around – with this title in his possession.

Karma takes a moment to shift the belt from one shoulder to the other before he continues

Johnny Karma: Well first of all, thanks for managing to disrespect both myself and Chandler Scott in the space of a lot less than 140 characters, which I’m sure has made you just as popular in the Scott household as it has the Casa del Karma, as defending champions always appreciate it when you treat an upcoming title match as if it’s inevitable that they’ll be defeated…

Karma is suddenly hit by a notion and quickly turns to Cherry and the two have a short conflab where it’s not entirely clear what they’re saying, although the terms “statute of limitations” and “double standards” do appear to be just about audible before Karma begins to speak once more

Johnny Karma: …but the obvious question is just how much you’re overestimating yourself, Harter, because when you walk through the door of Chez Harter with your head hanging low and no title in your hands, you’ll wish you weren’t quite so bold with your declarations.  But then again, since there’s little more than a Lay-Z-Boy, a TV set with basic cable and a half-eaten can of baked beans waiting for you back at Chez Harter, I guess you’ll be fine not having anyone to let down.

Before he continues, Karma removes the belt from his shoulder and hands it to Cherry once more for safekeeping

Johnny Karma: Didn’t you pay attention to all the bold proclamations Izzy Anders was making for the past month or so?  I was going to be a broken man, physically shattered and mentally fractured, living the rest of my life in constant pain and requiring round the clock care after receiving the beating of a lifetime that proved how I couldn’t compete on her level and I was deluding myself that I would ever defeat her.  Yet what happened at the end of all that?  Well let’s just say when I appeared on Flashpoint last week, I wasn’t the one rage-quitting the company because I can’t handle being proven wrong.

With little more than an unapologetic shrug for the last comment, Karma continues

Johnny Karma: I’m not sure if you caught what I said at Patriot Games as you had a few other things on your mind, things on your mind such as having a new member of The Murder to keep under wraps, but what I said was quite clear: with the exception of sharing the ring during the Gold Rush Rumble, you and I have somehow never crossed paths in this company, so not only is this match between the top picks of both brands, but it’s a first-time match between the reigning champion and a soon-to-be Hall of Famer…and you want to ignore all that because you’d rather try and score some internet points by acting like our match is a foregone conclusion?  If that’s all you can think of, allow me to throw this one open to anyone else in this arena who happen to have a microphone in their hand…

Before JA Aldridge gets his chance to shine, Cherry quickly jumps in

Cherry Baum: You seriously need to start paying attention.

Kris Cruise: Strong words there by both Karma and Cherry Baum!

Stephy Auger: Cherry needs to keep her lips zipped unless she wants to get knocked upside the head again.

Gesturing towards Cherry with a “This chick gets it” look on his face, Karma nods before he picks up the slack once again

Johnny Karma: I’m sure at the back of your mind you’re thinking that you’ll be stepping into the ring with 2013-14 Johnny Karma, the guy who talked a big game but never backed it up.  Well first of all I’m touched that you were paying attention, given in 2013-14 you were holding…

Karma gestures to the title that Cherry’s still holding as he speaks

Johnny Karma: …the title you’re challenging me for tonight while The OG Murder had the run of the company, but there’s just one problem with thinking that way: I know that 2013-14 was a long time ago and I’ve come a long way in that time, but the question you should be asking yourself is whether in that time you’ve improved or whether you’ve gotten lazy…although since you’ve got a mere five people backing you up these days you obviously put a lot of effort into convincing people to fall in with you to the point you’ve got Heroes Never Die beat on the number of members I probably shouldn’t say you’re too lazy – but the point is that I could fit the number of people who would have thought the 2013-14 Johnny Karma could beat Dom Harter into one of the locker rooms backstage and probably have enough room to open the door without it hitting anybody.  But this is 2017, and if you’ll allow this one indulgence I’m going to guess that if you asked if Johnny Karma had it in him to beat Dom Harter, you’d have to start turning people away at the doors to this arena pretty quick because you’d break the fire code.  So if you’re going to underestimate me, or overestimate yourself, I’ll be more than happy to do one thing…

Cherry hands the belt to Karma, again knowing it’s the perfect moment to do just that

Johnny Karma: Win.

Letting the sentiment hang in the air for a few seconds, Karma knows full well there’s nothing more that needs to be said as he hands his mic to Cherry, and having taken a moment to take a breath he salutes the crowd at each side of the ring before he and Cherry depart in order to prepare for tonight’s main event

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

Backstage following her match with Ymir, Susan grabs and change of clothes, and head for the shower, luckily with it still being early in the show the shower room is empty, she turns on the water, the camera pans away as she steps into the shower.

Kendra is power walking towards Susan’s locker room as is stopped by Security.

Kendra Hollis: Take your f*cking hand off me.

Security Guard: You won't be back here Miss.

Kendra Hollis: Listen, rent-a-cop, unless you want a lawsuit, take your hand off me, I have an important matter to discuss with my client, Susan Kent, now get out of my way Barney Fife

Kendra storms past the security guard and walks to Susan’s locker room, where Jessie Pederson is waiting.

Kendra Hollis: Oh hey Jersey.

Jessie Pederson: My name is Jesse.

Kendra Hollis: Jersey, Jessie I like f*cking care, is Susan in there?

Jessie Pederson: No, but I think someone saw her heading towards the showers.

Kendra zoned out as she imagined Susan in the shower.

Kendra Hollis: Okay

Susan returned and saw Kendra and Jessie.

Susan Kent: Oh hey.

Kendra Hollis: Hey Susan big news, and Jersey, you can break this news.

Susan Kent: So what’s the big news, Kendra.

Kendra Hollis: Well, you remember when you auditioned for that part on NCIS?

Susan Kent: Yeah.

Kendra Hollis: Well I just got off the phone with the producer and you got the part.

Jessie Pederson: Hey congrats Susan.

Susan Kent: Cool, when do I start?

Kendra Hollis: Well, they need you there on Monday, I’ve already made the arrangements.

Susan Kent: Okay.

Jessie Pederson: So do I get an interview with the new TV star?

Susan Kent: Well I’m not a star yet.

Kendra Hollis: But you will be.

Susan walks into her locker room and sits down to take in the news.

[FGA Office]

• TAG TEAM MATCH •
Shootcamp vs. Lowri Moss & Neal Durden

J.A. Aldridge: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!

"New Blood" by Zayde Wolf 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. 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 crowd.

J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, hailing from Wales, at a combined weight of three hundred and twenty-two pounds…

The first riffs of Nirvana’s “School” start playing through the P.A System as the lights begin to flicker.

J.A. Aldridge: …Lowri Moss and Neal DURRRRDENNN!

Out of the curtain comes a scrappy looking Neal Durden. He stands in front of the curtain as the lights go back and looks at the crowd with both of his hands on his back. He then extends his arms, flicks the collar of his jacket and walks towards the ring. Neal climbs the stairs and enters the ring where he simply stands with his pinky finger up smirking to the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Neal Durden and Lowri Moss are looking for redemption tonight against the team that knocked them out of the Dynamic Duos tournament.

Stephy Auger: Lowri doesn’t have a bummed leg this time, so we’ll see what kind of excuses she comes up with!

Kris Cruise: Lowri is fresh off a victory over Julian Tijerina and Evan Envi over in New Kingdom Pro with Annie Zellor as her tag team partner, so she hasn’t been out of practice since her untimely exit from the Duos tournament, Stephy.

Stephy Auger: Okay, but teaming with Annie Zellor and teaming with Neal are two different things. They still have to overcome what the internet dweebs are calling a beast of a tag team in Shootcamp.

Kris Cruise: Speaking of.

J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents…

The marching beat in the intro plays throughout the arena as immediately the crowd in attendance clap along to the beat, the front row smack the guardrail along to the beat as well. As soon as the song kicks in at about 15 seconds, Ace Watson and "Indestructible" Owen Gonsalves burst out from behind the curtain.

J.A. Aldridge: At a combined weight of four hundred and twenty-seven pounds, Ace Watson and “Indestructible” Owen Gonsalves… this is SHOOOOTCAAAAMP!

Both men immediately go to opposite ends of the stage and engage with the crowd, hyped for their upcoming match. The crowd wait in anticipation and as the first line of the song hits, they chant it out along with Owen and Ace:

"I'M NOT FUCKING AROUND"

The hype behind the chanting of the first lyric in the song connects with Shootcamp as they shake hands like true gentlemen before making their way down to the ring, singing along with the song. They both climb onto the apron before bursting up onto the turnbuckles to another ovation from the crowd before the hop into the ring. They meet in the middle as Owen falls into a cross legged seated position and does a gun gesture with his hand as Ace stands behind him and does a shotgun gesture. The song fades out as they move to a corner to discuss their match tactics.

Kris Cruise: Last time these two squared off, Neal Durden wrestled a lot of this by himself at the beginning. Lowri had been incapacitated by AMIRA, but the rookie Durden managed to hold his own for upwards of ten minutes before Moss came to the ring but it was too little too late. They look to turn things around this time.

Stephy Auger: Stop blaming AMIRA! She’s been through enough!

Kris Cruise: And it looks like Neal is going to start things off for his team again while Owen starts things off for Shootcamp. I think Neal’s starting this one because he felt responsible for his team’s loss in the Dynamic Duos tournament.

The bell sounds and Owen Gonsalves teases running across the ring at Neal, who immediately steps out of harm’s way… but Owen smirks a little, hopping from foot to foot, “warming up” as he beckons Durden forward. The nineteen-year-old looks unsurely at Gonsalves, who raises his arms for a lockup. Neal strides forward into it-- but immediately, Owen transitions into a side headlock and drives a boot into the back of Neal’s leg, forcing him to his knees. Owen transitions into the cravat and nods with a smirk toward Watson as the audience pops.

Kris Cruise: And just that quickly, Neal Durden got lured in!

Stephy Auger: Kids…

Neal drives a forearm into the lower back of Gonsalves, but Gonsalves wrenches him in the cravat and takes him to the ground with a Snapmare before nailing a sharp kick to the back! Neal groans and Gonsalves shoots the ropes in front of him, rebounding, diving toward Durden for a low European Uppercut-- but Neal Durden throws himself to his back, causing Owen to overshoot! Owen lands atop Neal, but Neal shifts his weight and stacks up Owen Gonsalves for a tight Schoolboy rollup! The ref drops down to count as Ace Watson’s eyes widen!

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Gonsalves throws himself onto his stomach out of the pinning predicament, looking at Neal Durden in shock.

Stephy Auger: Neal Durden nearly just stole one!

Neal climbs to his feet, briefly asking the referee if it was a three count. The ref shakes his head, holding up two fingers. Neal sighs and walks back to Owen-- but Owen leaps up off the canvas, laying into Durden with a European Uppercut! Durden flies onto the back of his head and neck from the impact and Owen follows up with a jackknife pin!

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Kris Cruise: Good timing, good awareness, and amazing strength here by Neal Durden, but Owen Gonsalves nearly landed on the top of his head from that modified Powerbomb Facebuster.

Stephy Auger: I’ll never forgive you, Neal!

Neal rises to his feet and makes his way to his corner, tagging in Lowri Moss to a roar from the crowd! Lowri steps into the ring, rushing to a neutral corner-- and as the camera pans out we see that Owen Gonsalves is groggily rising to his feet in the opposite corner. Lowri charges across the ring-- but Gonsalves rushes out of the corner, going for a Bicycle Knee Strike!

Stephy Auger: Soul Stea-- no!

Lowri shoulder-rolls beneath the attempt, avoiding the knee by what seems like centimeters! She pops up, immediately drilling Owen with a German Suplex! Owen rolls to his feet and pushes himself off of the ropes-- into a second German Suplex! Lowri floats into a cover, hooking the near leg as the audience counts along!

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Kris Cruise: I was just talking about the strength of Neal Durden, but how about the strength of Lowri Moss?!

Stephy Auger: Not strong enough to carry her team through Dynamic Duos!

Kris Cruise: Stop.

Lowri goes out to the apron and quickly scales the turnbuckles, perched on the top. Gonsalves rises to his feet and Lowri leaps off for the Diving Crossbody-- but Owen catches her! The audience pops for the display… and Owen tosses Lowri into the air, grabbing her arm on the way down for a Double Knee Armbreaker! Lowri cries out in pain, and Owen immediately wraps his legs around her, going for the Kimura Lock, but Lowri fights desperately with her free arm, throwing forearms into Owen’s face!

Kris Cruise: Owen’s looking for the Equivalent Exchange, but Lowri Moss is having none of it!

Finally, after the fifth forearm shot, Owen releases, covering up instead! Lowri rolls away and up to her feet, shaking her arm before stomping the rising Owen across the back! Ace Watson yells for the tag, growing impatient on the apron. Owen rises and pivots-- but has barely turned all the way before being caught with an roundhouse kick to the temple from Moss! The shot knocks Gonsalves through the ropes and to the apron. He staggers to his feet-- but an Enzuigiri from Moss knocks him to the floor! Immediately, Moss tags Neal Durden!

Kris Cruise: Owen Gonsalves is getting overwhelmed! Ace Watson has yet to see action in this match!

Neal bounces eagerly on the apron, amping himself up as Owen rises to his feet. Neal runs across the apron and somersaults through the air, going for a Somersault Plancha-- but Owen catches him on his shoulders! Owen sinks a bit dropping one of Neal’s legs-- but recovers, hooking it beneath his arm! Owen launches Neal to the floor with a Capture Suplex! The audience roars and Owen pulls himself to his feet, glaring down at Neal… but he rolls into the ring. Owen marches to his corner and tags in Ace Watson, who immediately drops to the floor and sprints full-speed, slamming into Neal Durden with a European Uppercut, knocking him roughly against the barricade.

Stephy Auger: There are those damn uppercuts! Someone’s gonna lose a set of teeth one day. Might as well start with these two goons, Neal and Lowri.

The ref has already started his ten-count, but Ace rolls Neal into the ring at the count of one, sliding in himself at two. Ace strikes the grounded Neal with a knee strike to his ribs. Neal groans, rolling onto his back, but Ace does the same thing, hooking him for a front facelock. The larger man forces Durden to his feet, and hooks him for a Suplex-- but Durden blocks it. Watson seems caught off-guard as Durden immediately nails him with a release Snap Suplex!

Kris Cruise: Neal out of nowhere with the counter!

Stephy Auger: Yeah, but look. Ace is still getting up first. Neal got rocked with that uppercut.

Ace is indeed on his feet first. He shoots the ropes as Neal still struggles to stand upright. Watson come back for a Shining Wizard-- but Neal ducks! Watson turns around, swinging for a Clothesline, but Neal avoids it again-- and avoids the rebound back elbow to a roar from the crowd! He delivers a stomp to Ace Watson’s gut and nails a Double-Arm Suplex! Neal rises to his feet in his corner, allowing Lowri to tag herself in. He walks forward a bit and drops forward to his hands and knees. Ace reaches a vertical base as Lowri enters the ring and rushes forward, using Neal’s back as a platform to step-up and nail a flying Tornado DDT!

Kris Cruise: That move might look a little familiar to Shootcamp!

Lowri hooks the far leg and leans into a deep cover!

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Watson throws a shoulder up! Lowri sighs, sitting upright, shaking her head. She pushes herself up and uses all of her strength to force Ace up to his knees. She goes to turn him for a Neckbreaker, but Watson slips out of it and pulls Lowri down into a head European Uppercut to the back of the head! Lowri cries out and turns around into a second European Uppercut, staggering her! Ace strides forward and nails a third European Uppercut, knocking Lowri to a knee! Watson tags Owen in and Irish Whips Lowri once more, hitting her with a Scoop Powerslam! Lowri sits upright from the impact and Owen rushes forward, hitting a Running Meteora! He covers Lowri rana-style as Ace rolls out of the ring!

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Lowri kicks out with a cry of defiance! Owen looks at the referee in disbelief, but turns sharply as he sees Lowri beginning to army-crawl toward the ropes.

Kris Cruise: The Powerslam and the running double knees didn’t do it, but Owen has to stay on the offense.

Stephy Auger: Moss is trying to escape!

Before Moss can reach the ropes, Owen pulls her upright and overhead into a deadlift, bridging Tiger Suplex!

Kris Cruise: Good lord!

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Lowri kicks out, throwing herself onto her stomach at the last possible second, bringing the audience to their feet! Owen doesn’t have time to be shocked, as Lowri immediately begins pushing herself upright. Owen shakes his head and hits the ropes, coming back for a European Uppercut! Lowri hits the ground, but rolls up to her feet again! Owen shoots the ropes and comes back to hit a second one-- but Lowri counters with a Dropsault! Owen smashes viciously into the mat and Lowri lies still, unable to capitalize. Screams for both competitors ring out through the arena before Neal stomps on the apron, slapping his hand on the top turnbuckle, yelling for Lowri to crawl!

Stephy Auger: I… I think Moss knocked Owen Gonsalves clean out, Cruise!

Kris Cruise: Lowri needs to make the tag or the cover ASAP!

Lowri Moss attempts the former, seeing Owen beginning to stir. She rises to her knees, and finally her feet, falling into her corner to slap the outstretched hand of Neal Durden! Owen staggers to his feet and reaches for Ace Watson-- but Neal nails him with a Back Suplex! He clutches Owen in a rear waist lock and rolls through, positioning him for a German Suplex straight into the ropes, but Owen fights back with a hard back elbow, the shot echoing throughout the venue! Durden reels and Owen shoots the ropes, rebounding into a sprint, driving all of his weight into a European Uppercut! Durden flips onto his stomach from the impact and Owen forces him up into a Scoop Slam position! He backs into his own corner, allowing Ace Watson to tag himself in!

Kris Cruise: Tag to Watson! And Shootcamp has something nasty planned for Neal Durden!

Ace rushes into the ring and shoots the rope, rebounding with a Running Dropkick to Durden’s back, knocking Owen back, driving Durden down with the Michinoku Driver! Owen rolls out of the ring and Ace hooks both legs for a cover!

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Moss dives into the ring and shoves Watson off of her partner! Ace glares at Lowri and rises to his feet! The ref begins to count Lowri out and she backs away to her corner, glaring right back at Watson.

Stephy Auger: You see that?! They’ve resorted to cheating, Cruise!

Kris Cruise: Lowri broke up the pin but she got out well before the ref’s count of five. Now Ace Watson’s g-- NEAL WITH THE KNEE BAR!

Out of nowhere, just as Watson steps near Durden, he’s taken down into Durden’s version of the knee bar! Watson’s eyes are wide and his mouth is open in silent agony, unable to bend his left leg. He look around for the ropes, and sees Owen’s outstretched hand, but Watson is in the center of the ring! The audience roars, torn for both men! Watson groans in pain as he pushes himself up on his palms-- but he sinks down again! Owen steps into the ring and rushes forward, delivering a Cannonball Senton to Durden’s chest! Durden cries out and releases the hold!

Stephy Auger: You see what happens?! You see how Lowri and Neal are negatively influencing even veterans like Owen Gonsalves?! My God.

Kris Cruise: Here comes Lowri!

Owen turns around toward the sound of running-- right into a Superkick from Moss!

Kris Cruise: Breuddwydion Melus!

The shot knocks Owen through the ropes and out to the floor! Lowri glares down at Owen from the ring-- but she’s caught from behind in a Full Nelson from Watson, who leaps up into the air, hitting a Backstabber!

Stephy Auger: And the Replay!

Lowri clutches her back, rolling beneath the ropes and out to the apron. Watson turns back to Neal-- and once again, he’s caught in the Knee Bar, this time falling in the opposite direction! The audience roars for Durden, who wrenches the hold, rolling from side to side! Watson cries out in pain, face growing red in frustration. He finally raises his hand in the air and brings it down…

...but stops an inch short of the mat, squeezing his hands into fists instead. Watson digs his elbows into the canvas and crawls slowly across the ring, eyes on the bottom rope. With a groan, he finally grabs the bottom rope! Neal looks dejected, not releasing the hold at first!

Ref: ONE! TWO!

Neal Durden releases, rolling away to the center of the ring, pushing himself to his knees with his eyes never leaving Watson. Watson uses the ropes to pull himself up and Neal rushes him from behind with a shoulder to the small of the back before going for a German Suplex-- but Watson blocks it, still clutching the top rope! The referee warns Neal again, this time to break the waist lock!

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE!

At three, Neal rips Watson off the ropes and nails a German Suplex, but Watson rolls away before Neal can bridge! Watson looks toward his corner, but Owen is still crawling up to the apron using the steel steps. Neal look for a tag as well, but Lowri Moss isn’t quite to their tag corner yet, still dazed on the apron!

Stephy Auger: Neal is getting desperate in there!

Kris Cruise: He feels his opportunity to put Ace Watson down slipping but both men need the tag! Gonsalves is dazed though! Neal Durden might already have this!

Neal nods, slapping himself a bit to get into the match. He pushes himself up to a knee and then to his feet, stalking Watson from behind. He goes for the Olympic Slam-- but Watson drops down behind him and nails a forearm to the back of the head! Watson turns, nailing a forearm of his own to the face, taking Watson to a knee. Neal looks for a DDT-- but Watson counters with an Exploder Suplex, sending Neal into the turnbuckles! Neal lands awkwardly, his right foot landing beneath his body! Immediately, Neal cries out in agony and Watson drags him out of the corner, hooking the near leg for the cover!

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Neal shoves Watson off and immediately clutches at his ankle.

Stephy Auger: All of Durden’s weight landed on his right foot and ankle with that Exploder. He’s definitely feeling it now, Cruise. Look at him!

Climbing up to his feet on the apron, Owen Gonsalves looks over at Durden, noting his movements. Watson pulls Durden up and goes to Irish Whip him into the corner-- but Neal reverses and sends Watson crashing into his own corner at full-speed! Watson screams in agony, colliding sternum-first with the turnbuckle… but makes the subtle tag to Owen Gonsalves’ chest! Watson bounces back into Neal Durden’s arms! Durden hoists him up into a Fireman’s Carry… hobbling on one leg to do so… before throwing himself back, nailing Watson with an Overhead Kick!

Kris Cruise: Nirvana’s Fall! But Neal never saw the tag!

Ace begins to roll away toward his corner, clutching his head after the move. Neal rises to his feet, limping after him-- and Owen slingshots himself over the top rope from the apron, spiking Neal Durden with a DDT! Instead of a normal cover, Owen crosses Neal’s legs at the ankles, performing a half-turned jackknife cover, Neal crying out in pain from the torque on his ankle while the ref counts!

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Lowri Moss crawls into the ring…
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THREE!

Lowri shoves Owen Gonsalves off of her partner just after the three count! Owen lands in a seated position in the corner, looking out at Ace, who sits upright on the apron, completely dazed while the bell sounds and “Horseshoes and Handgrenades” hits the PA!

J.A. Aldridge: Here are your winners… SHOOOOOOOOTCAMP!

Lowri continues to check on Neal as the ref raises Owen and Watson’s arms-- Owen standing in the corner and Ace on the apron, leaning against the ropes. Both men give a nod to Lowri, who says something back to them, nodding slightly, before once again turning her attention to Neal.

Stephy Auger: Tough break before the rooks! Looks like Neal got himself all roughed up.

Kris Cruise: Definitely a tough loss for Durden and Moss, but a hard win for Shootcamp. The rookies from Wales did not make it easy on one of the most popular tag teams in FGA. In the end, Ace and Owen capitalized on misfortune to pick up the win-- but the bottom line is they did capitalize. I just hope Neal’s not too hurt.

Neal is able to make it to his feet inside the ring with help from Lowri and the ref, earning a pop from the crowd. We cut to a shot of Owen and Ace slapping the hands of a few hands on their way up the ramp as we fade away.

[ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]

[FGA Office]

In the locker room area, Julian Tijerina is taping his forearms, seemingly contemplating something, when something else steals his attention. He stops and looks into the distance, which is actually Pedro Gonzales munching on some shawarma. The crowd pops and Pedro extends his hand holding the shawarma, offering Julian some, but Julian just puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head. Pedro shrugs and takes another bite of the delicious, mouth-watering shawarma. He swallows and loudly moans in satisfaction before speaking to his old friend.

Pedro Gonzales: Oh, yeah... That's some bueno shawarma right there.

Julian sighs and mumbles an agreement.

Julian Tijerina: Mm-hm.

Pedro turns to his old friend and raises an eyebrow. There is a look of genuine concern in Pedro's eyes.

Pedro Gonzales: You okay, amigo? You don't look so bueno. I mean, you definitely look guapo but somehow no bueno.

Julian sighs louder, shaking his head. He stops fidgeting with his forearms and his tape, having been done with them right after Pedro entered the scene, and scowls.

Julian Tijerina: Yep. Definitely no bueno, amigo. Between what happened at Patriot Games, where Brian Stryker destroyed my expensive purple lamborghini, my favorite car of all time, just because he couldn't take an A-list joke, and what happened at Trouble in Paradise, where Brian Stryker, the same old man who destroyed my lambo, stole my title, robbing the entire Frontier Grappling Arts Wrestling of its...

Julian pauses and allows the crowd say it with him.

Julian Tijerina: ...GREATEST F-G-A FIFTEEN CHAMPION OF ALL TIME...

He turns to a confused Pedro with fiery eyes.

Julian Tijerina: ...nothing's been really bueno, Pedro. So I apologize, in advance, to you, for whatever's going to happen in our match tonight, here, on the first Vertigo post-brand split a couple of days ago, because tonight, it's nothing personal. I'm just going to handle business, MY business. I'll see you out there, amigo.

Julian gives Pedro a giant pat on the shoulder before walking off-screen...only to walk back on-screen and, staring him right in the eyes, take Pedro's shawarma. A bit confused, Pedro just stands there while the crowd laughs the encounter off. The camera zooms in on Pedro trying to make sense of what just happened.