Vertigo (06.09.18)

[FGA Office]

Piper Lennon is pacing back and forth in an isolated area of the arena, frantically shifting back and forth while fiddling with the signature Polaroid camera hanging from around her neck.

Piper Lennon: Malcolm Drake.

She lets that statement hang in the air for a moment.

Piper Lennon: Now this, this should be fun. That might come as a surprise to some people. Like, last you saw me and him in the same place I was part of that crew trying to slow down the suicide mission him and ol' Bondo were on. Like a couple of kamikaze pilots crashing into each other, man.

Piper runs her hands into each other and makes an exaggerated explosion sound.

Piper Lennon: But I dug it, the way he just wouldn’t be stopped. Not that it’s surprising, he’s always been a bit of a free spirit, moving to the beat of his own drum. Not that we’re birds of a feather or anything, but you know, I pride myself on that too. So I’m not upset, or looking for revenge because him and Bond flung me away like a rag doll.

She waves her arm through the air violently.

Piper Lennon: Nah, it just sort of piqued the interest, whet the appetite as to what could happen if I met one of those forces head on-- so props to B-Mac for putting it together. Because I don’t think their whole grudge there is really about each other. They might think it is, but I really see two aging warriors begging for someone to put them down, and you know having that mutual interest kinda putting themselves in a mutually beneficial situation. It’s like a nature documentary or something, where you see the animal go to attack someone or put themselves in a situation that’s gonna get them killed-- and just a mirror fight there.  

At this point she’s gesticulating with her hands to aid with the story she’s telling.

Piper Lennon: So given what the end game is and that their personal beef isn’t really personal, I know he’s gonna throw himself at me like he would anyone, violently and recklessly, seeing if I’m the one who can finish him off.

She lets out a light, almost giddy giggle.

Piper Lennon: Just thinking of the type of danger he’s going to put me in, trying to see if he can draw that kill shot out? It’s thrilling, gives goosebumps, that’s what living life’s all about. Like, it’s like I’m getting to experience everything that goes with … climbing Everest or something, right here in the Toyota Center.

A deep breath.

Piper Lennon: I’ve got a good feeling, this feels like everything’s lined up here to create something special. Everything happens for a reason; I crossed paths with Drake, the Rockets got knocked out of the playoffs to make sure there’d be no potential scheduling conflicts with this arena, you can’t tell me something magical isn’t destined to happen. And when it does ... I’ll be ready to capture that moment.

She wraps her Polaroid with her knuckles, then disappears around a corner out of sight.

[FGA Office]

• Singles Match •
Malcolm Drake vs. Piper Lennon

As Piper Lennon waits in the ring, “Man in the Box” by Alice in Chains begins to play and the crowd comes alive for Malcolm Drake. Drake starts making his way to the ring, but stops halfway when he catches sight of the Crimson Baroness and Chris Bond seated at ringside. Drake walks around the opposite side of the ring, circling it before stopping in front of TCB and Bond, blowing a kiss to the former and flipping off the latter.

Drake rolls into the ring. Once the bell sounds, he hits the far ropes, springboarding up and diving over the ringside area, over the barricade, and into the crowd! Crash landing directly onto The Crimson Baroness and Chris Bond!

Kris Cruise: He’s a freaking madman!

Stephy Auger: Malcolm Drake just flew over EVERYTHING, crashing down on Bond and the Baroness at ringside!

A “Holy Shit” chant breaks out before Bond is able to stumble to his feet, taking a few moments to shake the cobwebs. After he realizes what has just happened, he stumbles through scattered signs, popcorn and spilled soda to check on the Baroness. He reaches down and tries to help her up, but before she can get to her feet, Malcolm Drake comes charging at Bond and the Battle-Hardened Vet is immediately speared through the barricade and into the ringside area!

A much louder “Holy Shit” chant breaks out and the ringside technicians each check on Bond and Drake, while security holds back the sea of fans. Back inside, the ref calls for the bell, signaling the end of the contest.

Kris Cruise: Somebody has got to do something! They’re not just going to tear each other apart, they’re going to bring this building to the ground!

Stephy Auger: This is getting out of hand… even for my liking! Somebody innocent is going to get hurt... like me! Yelp!

Drake is first up and he lifts Bond to his feet, whipping him toward the turnbuckle. But the much larger Battle-Hardened Veteran reverses sending Drake shoulder-first into the turnbuckle and stumbling backwards into a German Suplex on the floor!

Bond pulls Drake to his feet and the two begin exchanging blows, just as a small army of security and referees begin flooding out of the backstage area. The crowd boos and offers up a lusty “LET THEM FIGHT” chant as the swarm of humanity begins to envelope Bond and Drake, pulling them apart.

Just as the swarm of enforcers is able to separate the two men at the foot of the entrance area, Vertigo’s greatest General Manager, Brandon Macdonald steps out from backstage. He’s clearly beyond irritated… he’s pissed off to the utmost extreme. He produces a microphone, face as flushed as can be.

Brandon Macdonald: ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! You two are beyond impossible. This is the second week where you two damn well destroyed MY show, MY set, and MY BRAND! I will not allow for this to continue!

Bond and Drake once again try to wrestle free and go after each other, effectively ignoring the verbal reprimand from the General Manager. Tensions continue to mount, the fans still chanting “LET THEM FIGHT, LET THEM FIGHT!” … it’s like a powder keg of emotions, and someone is about to drop the match.

Brandon Macdonald: You two want to kill each other, fine by me… but it’s not going to be tonight.

A massive chorus of boos reign down over the arena. Bond and Drake are this close to wiggling free from their restraints.

Brandon Macdonald: AT GLORY ROAD… it’ll be the de facto leader of the New Murder, Chris Bond, competing against Malcolm Drake!

The crowd cheers at the announcement and both Bond and Drake appear to ease a bit, both men even slightly smiling. The two having been temporarily satiated with the notion they’ll be able to get their hands on each other in a few weeks. Macdonald lowers his microphone and sighs a slight bit of relief and turns to head to the back.

Kris Cruise: I think things may have finally settled down...

As the tensions begin to slowly ease, Drake grabs a referee by the arms and hurls him like a weapon into Bond and the men restraining him!

Stephy Auger: OH MY GOD!

The crowd erupts into an explosion of cheers! Drake leaps into the carnage himself before being hurriedly torn off by everyone else who realizes what has happened. Bond regains his footing and immediately pursues Drake, grabbing onto the scruff of his tattered mange of hair and hitting him with hard rights. Drake lets out a series of his own rights and the two have started back up!

Kris Cruise: This powder keg of emotions is going to consume us all!

Macdonald screams to separate the two of them, as bodies flood back in as the overwhelming mass of people try, perhaps in vein, to direct their fracas toward the backstage area. After what seems like minutes of brawling and fists-a-flying, Bond is pulled off and pushed to the backstage area, effectively kicking and screaming, clawing for Drake.

Macdonald stares at Malcolm Drake, glaring at him. Drake smirks, and Macdonald looks at him strangely. The two men begin exchanging words, barely audible from the production standpoint.

Brandon Macdonald: You think this is some kind of playground?

Drake’s eyes narrow, sweat flowing from his mess of hair and through his unkempt beard.

Malcolm Drake: F*ck you, McBride!

The fans around Drake cheer loudly. The General Manager doesn’t look impressed.

Brandon Macdonald: It’s Macdonald, you psycho!

Drake just shrugs as he’s being escorted to the back by a mass of security.

Malcolm Drake: Whatever.

The camera pans around the carnage as the order has been restored.

Kris Cruise: This chaos is ridiculous. Those two men are rabid beasts! Their animosity for each other is going to destroy this arena and our fans!

Stephy Auger: Those fans, they’re screaming for blood! Chanting “Let them fight” is like trying to blow up the Hoover Dam… they’re just as psychotic as that idiot Drake!

Malcolm Drake X || Countout (0:22) || Piper Lennon O

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

[FGA Office]

We can see based on the location here that this had been pre taped earlier with the sun still being way high in the sky and this being taped in the USS Texas that is harbored in Houston. We then go from an outside view...to the inside. And deep inside the ship in what appears to be the Captain’s quarters sits a pensive looking Seth Iser significant hours before his match with Fujiko Mine and as he’s dressed professionally wearing the usual suit that he often adores in a black and white variety this time...he just stares pensively at the camera as he has his hands behind his back and you can hear the echo of every footstep.

Seth Iser: We live in a society that often shuns it’s history. Especially when we deem said history not relevant to our situation...but that is such a foolish way to go about life...ignoring what creates the very things you deal with just by not learning it. And thus we as humans forever repeat mistakes. So on board the first ship that ever launched an American aircraft I feel as if I should enlighten the masses who have forgotten...just so the lies and propaganda Owen has pushed out about me for years can finally be laid to rest and he gets what he deserves.

Iser pauses for a minute as there are some paces around and we flash to a point where Owen Gonsalves is wrestling a man named Frank Finelli in a promotion called NEW.

Frank lies there in possibly the worst pain in his life. Owen grabs Frank Finelli’s arm and starts to bash it with the chair!! Lisa is outside screaming for Owen to stop as Savage restrains the injured wife of Fran. Owen drops down and locks in the OLD SCRATCH LATCH!!!

Vince Walters: Scratch Latch is applied!!!! And Frank has no choice to tap!!

DING DING DING

Jill Matthews: Okay, Owen let it go!!!!!

Owen continues to lock in the submission and will not let go. Lisa breaks away from Savage and climbs into the ring. As she does Owen lets go and grabs a chair. He watches as Lisa drapes herself over Frank and begs Owen off. Lisa looks at Frank who is passed out from the infliction of pain and Owen rears back and NAILS LISA IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE CHAIR!!!!!!!!

After that memory you see a stoic Iser who isn’t giving away any emotional tells...almost narrating through everything we are seeing while in this ship.

Seth Iser: I first noticed Owen Gonsalves right at this moment. Justice 5...May 27th in 2013. Five years ago. I saw this kid who would go through all of these wars and did whatever he had to in order to accomplish his goals...and yet he’d wag the finger at others who did ‘wrong’ in his mind. And he’d use ultraviolence to get through to his goals. Against one of the members of The Court at one point no less of which I was apart of years ago, God rest Frank’s soul since he’s no longer with us. But remember that he did this as well...it’s going to become important later when we discuss why the animosity between Owen and I has truly grown to the point that it is today.

There is a pause for a moment as Iser keeps his hands behind his back and the scowl just etched on his face. Finally he reaches his left hand into his jacket and pulls out a magazine that’s a little faded but people who knew about this promotion years ago recognized that it was the NEW magazine. The issue is faded out but people know of it.

Seth Iser: A few months later somebody working for this magazine tracked me down after I had a match and asked a simple question about Owen. Would he succeed in the industry? And considering the blood he was losing...the people he was mutilating and the kind of war he liked to wage at the time...I bluntly told him that no and in fact he very well could die in the ring. Owen didn’t like what I said...but he’s never liked disagreement. He shares that with the idiots who buy the tickets in that he has more of the mind of a fan...rather than a professional like me.

Soon enough there is a flash forward where you see Owen challenging for the same NEW Title Iser did hold briefly and while he did fail (against Ryan Pugh) just from the pictures you can see him starting to expand his movepool and his tactics list. But after we get a shot of those pictures we soon return back to Iser and his face is a little darker.

Seth Iser: But as much as I hate to admit this...I have to give the rotten little bastard some credit. He learned a new trick of the trade and it took him a few years to develop and perfect it...but now he’s a submission alchemist as he says...but the way he executes it...I maintain that he’s still letting out his ultraviolent impulses in a new way because he’s also one of the sickest pieces of garbage the industry has ever seen. Alas...I’m getting a little ahead of myself...because we’re approaching where it truly began between the two of us. On what was the holiday show...Breakthrough 19 in VoW...Owen Gonsalves broke the code. Why? He, who had accomplished nowhere near enough to deserve what he was trying to do after a humiliating defeat to a wrestler named The Joka in an I Quit match thought he’d take YOUR valuable time explaining why he might not feel like wrestling anymore.

We soon transition to that very evening on January the 4th when this was aired in the Frost Arena at Brookings, South Dakota.

Owen Gonsalves: I looked at that contract for weeks, almost months and I almost signed it on more than one occasion to but for some reason I just couldn't bring myself to doing it and I didn't know why. I had pulled away from signing it for so long before I realized WHY there was a part of me that didn't want to sign that contract, you see I realized that....I can enjoy, this....all of this

He motions to the fans in attendance around him and in some manner he motions to the business that is professional wrestling.

Owen Gonsalves: I can enjoy all of this...on my couch at home. I can sit at home and watch Breakthrough every Monday night, I can sit at home and record podcasts interviewing some of my close friends in the business...I no longer need to wrestle...to enjoy professional wrestling.

The crowd begins to rise with a few feint boos as Owen continues on. Some fans already sensing where this is heading.

Owen: I was on a silent leave for nearly a year and decided that holding this silence any longer would be a horrible way to end things with my first love, wrestling. So I decided I would come down here...in front of fans that I know would do...THIS moment justice, fans that I know would've watched some of my best work, fans that are familiar with me and can understand this,...to announce that I'm lacing up the b-

'No'

A large chorus of boos is heard after that one simple statement because they recognize the voice. The boos only get louder as Seth Iser barges from the curtain with a scowl etched on his face. A little sweat down his brow from his match but he has changed into his silver colored suit. The audience is shouting obscenities at the man as he stomps down the ramp but he largely ignores the abuse. It turns out he has a microphone in his left hand.

That particular footage ends and you see Iser with his arms crossed and a scowl etched on his face back into view.

Seth Iser: I saved you the trouble of hearing his entire speech because quite frankly I hate hearing his damn voice too. In case you haven’t realized this young punk kid was giving some grandiose speech that he thought he earned but he hadn’t put the time in to deserve it...nor did his greater influence of being such a violent bastard who is also a cheapshot artist to boot considering what he did to Lisa...well...I did what any sensible person who loves this industry did and prevented it from happening. It wasn’t his call to make. He didn’t earn that right nor did he DESERVE that right. So what does he do...does he come back to try to make amends?

Iser’s face morphs into something completely sinister and almost demonic.

Seth Iser: Of course he doesn’t. The hypocrite that these rotten bastards always cheer for decides that at the Double Jeopardy event just a couple weeks later ...he would deliver a cheap shot just like he did to Lisa Finelli in a repeating pattern of behavior.

Owen Gonsalves: Ah, you're in a good mood so I don't want to spoil it.

Owen is oozing sarcasm right now as he continues to speak sans this interjection from Iser.

Seth Iser: I'd suggest getting on with it, boy...or you'd add the dreaded stamp of liar to your laundry list of sins of being a false idol.

Owen Gonsalves: After sitting in the back and listening to you to spew whatever you spew, I decided...the hell with it, you've gone on long enough, right? I figured I'd come out and you know, clear some things. Don't worry I don't feel like I need to repeat myself…

Iser's icy glare is in full effect after the last sentence. He's just staring a hole through Owen and part of his body language with how he's balling up his left fist indicates he's agitated to the point of wanting to fight. Owen's smile slowly fades as he walks towards Iser. The tension between the two rises as the crowd silences.

Owen: I'm just here to remind you of a few things that's all...

Suddenly Owen brushes past Iser and hops onto the middle rope. As Iser spins around, Owen twirls in mid air and cracks Iser right on the mouth with a kick! The crowd has absolutely erupted!

Axel Reid: HOLY SH*T!

Ruby Parvati: What the hell!? An unprovoked attack!

Axel Reid: That's the Even More Sudden Violence Kick! My goodness!

Iser hits the mat and scrambles out ever so quickly. He’s holding his mouth in considerable pain. After a second of laying on the floor, Iser's instincts tell him to get back up right away but every time he's walking up the ramp in retreat, his knees are buckling because of how bad he got his bell rung and almost falls down multiple times going up the ramp, trying to shake off the kick. There's an audible 'You got served' chant toward the retreating, limping, and nearly falling over himself Iser as he's slowly doing this retreat up the ramp.

Owen: Seth...Let me remind you that I am more than 100%, I wasn't forced to retire or forced to leave due to health. I am the fittest I've ever been and you know...I'm more than ready and willing to step in the ring with you.

Seth Iser: And what a mistake that little outburst and kick turned out to be as we will soon find out. But the match was set between the two of us and I didn’t have any other intention other than schooling a young punk who stepped out of line and needs to learn his place. And if Owen thought that the reason why he didn’t want to wrestle after Joka...that beating was bad. I gave him one he truly didn’t get up from.

Iser’s face then darkens ever so slightly as he knows what is coming next.

Seth Iser: And then...this happened after the fourth DDT I delivered to his broken carcass…on March 25th 2015 at Nothing Else Matters. The next VoW event...well this happened.

Iser looks down at Owen who’s barely conscious and Iser drags him back up to his feet this time snapping and spiking the DDT.

Axel Reid: God almighty...

Owen is out cold, and the ref sees Owen knocked out as he calls for the bell.

Jerry Heisenberg: The winner of this match via referee stoppage... Seth Iser!!!

The crowd boos as Iser sneers down to Owen. However a young woman hops the barricade and climbs in to the ring she kneels at Owen’s side while looking up to Iser.

Axel Reid: That’s Ashley Gonsalves. Owen’s wife. Ashley get out of the ring...

Ashley stands up and stares up at the much taller Iser.

Ashley Gonsalves: That’s a son, a father, a husband. What are you doing? What are you doing to my family?

Iser just coldly sneers dow at her, but Mrs. Gonsalves then in a fit of emotional distress slaps Iser straight across the face as the crowd starts chanting. “F*** you Iser! *clap clap clapclapclap* F*** you Iser!”

Ruby Parvati: Who the hell does she think she is.

Axel Reid: Ashley, run...

Iser holds the side of his face and steps forward before grabbing Ashley in a front facelock... The camera pans up to Ryan Omega coming down the stage.

Ryan Omega: Seth, don’t you.

Iser doesn’t even give him a chance to finish and drive Ashley Gonsalves face first into the mat causing Omega’s jaw to drop.

Ryan Omega: She’s not even a wrestler... What the f(bleep) is wrong with you? Iser, you got an issue, deal it with me. Leave those two alone.

Omega slowly climbs in the ring as EMTs rush out with two stretchers. Omega converses with the medics and make sure they safely get the Gonsalves’ out of the ring. Iser just stands over the destruction with a cold blank stare. After a few moments past the victims of the assault are loaded and en route up the aisle.

After that you see a much more unhinged looking Iser with a vein popping out of his forehead...the anger from this event still there bothering him to this very day.

Seth Iser: No Ryan you lying sack of crap...she was a wrestler married to ANOTHER fellow wrestler...and she broke the biggest rule a fan or a wrestler should ever break. Never jump the guardrail. Why? Because we are TRAINED to do that to an intruding fan. That is what WE are supposed to do...and the fact that SHE did that and then STRUCK me...for NO reason except that she was upset her husband lost to me is wrong. And the fact that I am being vilified to this day for doing the RIGHT thing in our industry is bullsh*t. I still can’t believe to this day that I was unjustly suspended for doing what you are supposed to do and I still want my ten thousand dollars back for the unjust fine you money grubbing asshole.

Iser’s eyes narrow darkly.

Seth Iser: Not to mention he hit one person’s wife with a chair...something WAY worse than what I did...yet I’m the bad guy? Hahaha...

A pained, angry laugh is let out. You’d think after an outburst where he lets some of that out he’d calm down a little but now he’s starting to get even more animated in the ship. While his tone is lower...there’s a wounded quality to it now on top of how...deeply furious he truly is. You can see him sweating profusely from the forehead.

Seth Iser: On top of all that...sitting at home suspended for an unjust action perpetrated against me...they tell me while I’m home...hey we’re sending a camera crew...can you talk? I should’ve suspected something big...but I’m willing to bet both Ryan and Owen conspired against me on committing an even worse crime yet. Something that in most cases would get him arrested…

Iser’s face is one word defined when he says all of this: Bitter.

Seth Iser: Yes...this action is not suitable for children to watch...more than the chairshot against Lisa. This is truly graphic stuff. Please have your kids turn away so they aren’t encouraged any further by this barbaric animal known as Owen Gonsalves.

Axel Reid: I’ll be honest Seth...since you can hear me here. Just one simple little question here...and that is why? Why did you DDT Owen’s wife in the middle of that ring to get yourself suspended.

Seth Iser: Protecting the sport I love.

Axel Reid: Oh come on Seth…

Seth Iser: You heard me, boy. Whenever one of these damn fans think they can be a hero a leap over the barricade...man or woman...or even wife of a wrestler...they know that’s the price they pay. That’s what they instill into us when we’re still doing push ups to prove our worth before we can even step foot into that sacred ground we call the ring. And if you think it’s my fault for doing that...you’re wrong…

Iser calmly shakes his head.

Seth Iser: Owen got the wife the ticket and didn’t warn her of the consequences that could happen if she dared to leap over the rail and protect her husband...and then put her hands on me in that ring. As far as I’m concerned...I don’t take any blame for this at all, Axel. It’s Owen’s fault. And he’s got to live with the guilt that he did this to his own wife...and while I’m wrongly suspended....I accept the consequences for enforcing the sport I love...but he shouldn’t have just suspended me. He should’ve suspended Owen for creating that entire situation. That...is the---

Iser is cut off by the sound of a large thud coming from his door. He raises his eyebrow quizzically at the site as his daughter Allison calmly walks down the steps behind him, wearing her sleep wear, wondering what might be going on. The bang gets louder as Iser finally gets to his feet and looks sternly at his daughter as if to say stay back as he takes a couple of steps toward the sound. Finally, the door swings open like in one of those westerns and out steps an infuriated Owen Gonsalves...and Iser’s skin tone pales...even more so than usual.

Seth Iser: Oh...shi--

Owen glares at Iser for a moment before cracking him right in the jaw with a hard right, he grabs him by his hair and uses his head to slam the door shut before bounding his head off the door again and again, shouting vulgarities as he does so. Finally he let's go of Iser who staggers back and begins to fly, pushing anything and everything in order to get some breathing room. Owen is normally rather pasty skinned so when he's pissed, that skin turns red and right now it's really red. He's more than prepared for the fight wearing a wife beater and jeans. Over the wife beater is his trademark brown leather jacket. Owen takes a step back before leap up on Iser's couch and diving onto Seth, crashing him into the wall. Owen begins to unload on The Deity of Destruction with lefts and rights....

Ruby Parvati: Someone call the cops!

Axel Reid: I get the feeling Allison may have retreated to do the right thing in that scenario. I don’t blame Owen but…

Owen keeps unloading on the stunned veteran with a barrage of punches before Iser finally scores with a brief thumb to the eye to blind the younger wrestler to get a chance to get back to his feet but as soon as Iser gets up, Owen ends up high kneeing a retreating Iser in between the shoulder blades and Iser ends up staggering over toward the kitchen. Owen throws down one of the championships on Iser’s wall before charging toward Iser and diving on top of him and they both go through the kitchen table with Owen throwing repeated fists, charged with emotion, toward Seth and Iser’s doing his best to try to cover up to better deal with the assault even though some of those punches are landing home.

Axel Reid: I really don’t know if VOW can contain these two after that situation involving Owen’s wife and this is the proof.

Ruby Parvati: This is a criminal act!

Axel Reid: You can say the same thing about Iser’s actions at Nothing Else Matters, Ruby.

Owen grabs Iser by his hair and slams his head into the wall before grabbing him again and throwing him into a showcase cabinet filled with crockery and glasses, the damn thing nearly falls down as Owen steps over the carnage he's left. Owen pulls out a wine glass from the showcase cabinet and smashes it on the back of Iser's head as he tries to escape.

Axel Reid: That wine glass hasn’t been used in years and now it won’t ever be used.

Ruby Parvati: There’s alcohol free wine, Axel...and Owen just ruined it all there…

Iser starts stumbling toward the door to the kitchen and Owen ends up with a running forearm and that sends the larger man spilling through the door and to the outside they go. Iser’s dropping to his knees and as he’s trying to rise up, Owen had grabbed the shovel and swings at Iser’s dome. Iser gets his hand up but you still hear the crack from it and the big man crumbles down. He starts crawling toward the sight of his black silverado as Owen tries to grab Iser by the scruff of the suit and Iser’s lunge toward the vehicle shreds the jacket of that suit completely. While that’s going on, Allison is creeping in the picture from behind unbeknownst to both men.

Axel Reid: He just rung Iser’s bell with a weapon from Iser’s own past!

Ruby Parvati: How can you condone this!? This is a man’s house!

With a weary glance, Seth notices his daughter. Iser calls for her to get in the car as he opens the door but from out of nowhere Owen dives in and dropkicks the door, closing it in on Iser, absolutely rattling him. Owen glares back at Allison who more than understands that they aren't going anywhere. Owen pulls Iser out, taking him for a bit of a walk, "You wanna blame that on me...I'll give you something to blame me for motherfu-" can be audibly heard before Owen cuts himself off by driving Iser's head into the window on the door, shattering it completely! Owen slams Iser's head off the car as somehow Seth scrambles up on top of the car, kicking Owen away. Just as Iser is about to scramble onto the opposite side, his leg is caught by Owen who climbs up on top of him and begins to pound away at Iser with some forearms. Owen lifts Seth to his feet and gets him in a standing headscissors, he hooks Iser's arms setting up for his unused Violence Driver II, he hoists the big man up and just as he's about to drop Iser on his head Owen notices a sobbing Allison, slamming the side of the car, under her feet is glass...Owen sneers, shaking his head for a moment realizing that now isn't the place to do this, he let's Seth go, giving him one last shove so he falls back first onto the hood of the car. Sirens are heard as Owen looks around for a moment before making a break for it…

Axel Reid: The cops!

Ruby Parvati: I think Allison must’ve called them...smart girl. Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…

Axel Reid: But she’s broken up by this situation. As bad as I feel for the lass, Iser brought all of this on to himself. This was his own doing. This was his fault. I can’t condone the action completely but karma just worked itself on a man who has built up so much bad karma, Ruby. He deserved every moment of this...and it still isn’t over.

Iser coughs while twitching from the pain while his daughter is still sobbing uncontrollably from this horrific beating as the police cars have pulled up to the broken up vehicle and things fade to black.

After we dissolve from this we see such an infuriated look from Iser as if he was reflecting on this...reopening an old wound.

Seth Iser: I never once got a call for this action for an apology...not for me...because that’s not the important thing. He never once publicly admitted fault for what he did to my daughter in that instance for breaking into my house. But why didn’t I have him arrested? Two reasons. One...the obvious one...I wanted to inflict damage equal to him on my own terms. And secondly...I thought about Owen’s children at the end of the day.

Iser pauses briefly closing his eyes.

Seth Iser: Yes...I thought about his twins at the time...and that was the bigger reason. I didn’t want them to have to see their daddy behind bars...because unlike Owen Gonsalves...I think about the ramifications of my actions. But I didn’t want them to pay for his mistake. I’d make him pay for it all on my own. I also implore the people who actually have a heart, and that’s very few of you, that might want to press charges against this heinous crime...don’t do it. Not for me...but for his kids. His kids don’t deserve to pay for THAT mistake.

Iser opens his eyes and there’s another wave of absolute fury and hatred going through him. He’s trembling in absolute mirth for this man.

Seth Iser: I’m the one who IS the good individual in this situation. Maybe I’m not a ‘good guy’ like Ricky or Envy but I deserve better than what Owen did to me. And yet the fact that I’m the one who is vilified by his legions of fans...his goddamn ‘students’ that have taken the sword of disrespecting the business and by Owen himself is unfair and true assassination of character because THIS is Owen’s character behind that jolly mask of his. And he’s fooled everyone but Ricky Valero and myself on this one. But that’s that truth…and this is why he should NEVER be forgiven above ANYTHING ELSE!

Iser again just pauses for a brief moment as he’s finally starting to calm down as again there’s this dark look on his face.

Seth Iser: The last clip I’m going to show you before we can continue on for next time...is one I’m not personally proud of...but it illustrates that Owen needed to be hurt the same way he wounded me. And so I did just that. It was an I Quit match at Fate of the Gods.

Axel Reid: You can’t break Owen physically. It’s almost impossible. Iser’s gone for all of his best shots...and it hasn’t been enough.

Ruby Parvati: And on top of that...he had the audacity to use the move that sent Iser into that spell and originally BANNED that tombstone to begin with! It might still be banned...but I don’t think Iser cares at this point. He’d TAKE the suspension to win this match and get Owen to say those two words...that’s the scary thing now.

Axel Reid: He’s getting very desperate, Ruby.

Owen’s catching his breath on his own right in the ring lying there but he’s stirring. Slowly. Rolling onto his belly to catch Iser on the floor moving very little after that blow. You can just hear Iser’s profane swears of frustration and anger now. ‘S***! S***! MOTHER******!” he’s yelling. Owen takes that moment to pull himself up by the ropes very slowly and weakly while Iser’s using the rail and whatever sick will he’s pulling from his own mind to do so. Owen’s to his feet first, but very wobbly on that left knee now with much of the adrenaline worn off and Iser’s really feeling it on his neck. Suddenly Iser peers out into the audience...and a lightbulb goes off in his brain as he yanks a female fan from the front row into play.

Axel Reid: Oh what the hell!

Ruby Parvati: She didn’t deserve that seat.

Iser yanks the female by her hair and Owen turns to this and immediately freezes. The camera catches who this is and considering her voice...it is indeed Ashley Gonsalves who Iser has a hold of. There’s a look of fear from Owen’s face for the first time all match...knowing what Iser might do to her.

Axel Reid: Oh God no...Iser don’t. That’s Owen’s wife. Don’t do it. Please.

Ruby Parvati: She shouldn’t have shouted that abuse or effected her husband by taking the ticket.

Iser scoops Owen’s wife up over his shoulder and they’re gasping that he could tombstone piledrive her out on the floor. Iser shouts ‘This is on you if you continue! Don’t make me do THIS to you.’ as Owen’s face grows grim for a minute...the fans are begging him not to make THAT decision but after a moment...and one final yell of ‘Don’t make me break her neck and it be YOUR fault Owen. It’ll be on YOU!’ from Seth...Owen finally calls for the microphone from the ref.

Owen Gonsalves: I quit you son of a bitch…

DING DING DING

Jerry Heisenberg: The winner of the match...Seth Iser!

After the announcement, Owen’s barking at Iser to put his wife down...and after a pause from Iser...he does so...putting her down. With that, Iser retreats up the rampway slowly as Owen gingerly walks over to his wife. The fans are so enraged by Iser’s action that as he’s limping up the rampway, things are being thrown at him for how disgusting of an act he took in order to secure the victory. A lighter bounced off his cranium and a metal can just barely misses his head as he limps through the curtain.

Seth Iser: First of all...those fans should be ashamed for throwing things at me.

Iser’s tone is neutral when he delivers that statement before a scowl appears on his haggard face. A little wounded still.

Seth Iser: I don’t like and regret that Ashley and perhaps the kids were harmed by this...but for any pain Owen himself felt? I don’t regret that at all. He deserved to feel that moment of hopelessness for what he did to my family. And while I’d never touch his family ever again...I plan on making him feel professionally hopeless and hate the thing he loves the most. That, more than jail time, is the ultimate punishment one can deliver.

Iser’s face is now twisted into something utterly sinister as he begins to close.

Seth Iser: We’ll continue our history lesson at a later date. That’s enough for now...but I close by saying this...at All Star Showdown in Seattle, Washington...the next chapter of our rivalry Owen...it’s going to end just as badly for you as every other chapter. And after I give you the absolute thrashing you deserve yet again while owning you like a damned slave...I leave you with this: I’m going to make you hate the sport of professional wrestling by the end of 2018...and this match will allow me to take one more piece away from YOU to get there.

[FGA Office]

• Singles Match •
Jimmy Page vs. Owen Gonsalves

Gonsalves comes out strong, knocking Page back with a jumping knee strike! He proceeds to knock Page back across the ring and into the corner with multiple European Uppercuts. After an irish whip sends Page into the opposite corner, Gonsalves runs across the ring to attack when Page counters with a back elbow. After tossing Gonsalves into the corner, Page unleashes a series of back elbow strikes before stomping Gonsalves down into the corner. He pulls Gonsalves up before a straight right to the jaw sends Gonsalves slumping back down. After pulling Gonsalves back up, Page sends him into the opposite corner with an irish whip. The King of the F’n World runs across the ring and clobbers Gonsalves with a running corner elbow smash! As Gonsalves slumps back down in the corner, Page runs into the far ropes, comes back and bashes Gonsalves with a running knee facewash for a two count!

After a scoop slam sends Gonsalves down to the mat, Page hits a leg drop. He then goes for a knee drop when Gonsalves rolls out of the way. Gonsalves quickly gets on the attack. He brings Page back to his feet before sending him hard shoulder-first to the canvas with an arm wringer! He then bends Page’s arm at 90 degrees, presses his palm down against the canvas and delivers a jumping stomp to the elbow! After sitting Page up, Gonsalves stands over him and fights for control of the hand. When Gonsalves finally gets it, he begins to bend, twist and yank Page’s fingers in every which direction!!! He pulls Page back to his feet, bends the wrist at 90 degrees and delivers multiple headbutts to it! After a deep arm drag brings Page down to the mat, Gonsalves transitions into an armbar. But Page refuses to give up. After battling back to a vertical base, he uses is free arm to move Gonsalves into the ropes. He then shoves Gonsalves into the far ropes. When Gonsalves returns, he slides through Page’s legs and pulls him down with a leg trip. He then dives over and applies a grounded side headlock. He then transitions into a grounded hammerlock before delivering multiple knee drops to the arm. Gonsalves then slips on the Crossface Oblivion Wing (arm trap crossface)! The crowd erupts with cheers while Gonsalves pulls back on the hold. Page howls in pain. But he refuses to submit. So Gonsalves begins yanking back on the hold. Page groans each time that he’s pulled back. But he still refuses to give up! After scratching and clawing his way to the side of the ring, he reaches out and grabs the bottom rope!

As the match continues, Gonsalves pulls Page back to his feet and quickly goes for the Paroxysm (Snap Dragon Suplex). But Page steps over the middle rope and hooks his leg around it to block the move. Gonsalves tries to muscle Page up for another suplex. But Page continues to block the move. So Gonsalves lets go and rocks him with a European Uppercut to the back of the neck. He then runs into the far ropes, comes back and blasts Page in the back of the head with a Soul-Stealing 7-Star Strike (running bicycle knee strike)! After Page collapses to the canvas, Gonsalves makes the cover. But Page gets his foot on the bottom rope!

Gonsalves moves the match into the corner. It’s there that he hits multiple shoot kicks to the chest. After an irish whip sends Page into the opposite corner, Gonsalves runs across the ring and connects with another Soul-Stealing 7-Star Strike! He backs up past the center of the ring as Page slumps down in the corner. Gonsalves charges back in and hurls himself at Page with a cannonball senton. But Page rolls out onto the apron, causing Gonsalves to crash into the corner! Page then pulls Gonsalves out onto the apron. He then pulls Gonsalves up to his feet before delivering an Exploder Suplex off the apron and to the floor! Once Gonsalves picks himself up and turns around, Page runs along the apron, leaps off and flattens him with Trauma Symphony (Boma Ye)! He rolls Gonsalves back inside and makes the cover. But Gonsalves gets his foot on the bottom rope!

As the match continues, Page delivers a vertical suplex for a two count. A pendulum backbreaker gets a two count. A tilt-a-whirl backbreaker gets another two count. He then sets up for a double underhook suplex when Gonsalves breaks free, delivers a standing double leg takedown and flips over into a jackknife pin. ONE! TWO! T-NO! Page bridges up, turns over, hoists Gonsalves up onto his shoulders, runs into the corner and delivers a Turnbuckle Powerbomb! As Gonsalves staggers out of the corner, Page grabs him, switches positions and hurls him back into the corner with an Exploder Suplex! He drags Gonsalves back to the center of the ring and makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THR-NO! Gonsalves gets his shoulder up. Page pulls up Gonsalves and pull him into a front facelock to set up a DDT. But Gonsalves grabs him by the arm, spins out and counters with an arm wringer, sending Page back down shoulder-first into the canvas! After reaching down and hooking page’s arms from behind, Gonsalves slowly hoists him up off the apron before delivering a deadlift bridging Tiger Suplex. ONE! TWO! THR-NO! Page somehow gets his shoulder up!

In the fifteenth minute, Gonsalves lifts Page up for a Death Valley Driver when Page counters with multiple elbows to the side of the head. He then slips down from behind and dumps Gonsalves on his head with a Sleeper Suplex! He makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THR-NO! Gonsalves gets his shoulder up. Page goes for another double underhook suplex when he drops Gonsalves and immediately grabs his arm. Gonsalves takes advantage and knocks Page down with the Sky Uppercut (springboard corkscrew European Uppercut)! He then heads into the ropes, comes back, leaps up and crashes across Page with the Draco Meteor (Meteora)! He makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Page gets his good shoulder up.

Gonsalves pulls Page up by the hair and nails him with a European Uppercut. He rocks Page with another European Uppercut. And another. And another. And another. And anot-NO! Page cuts him off and rocks him with a straight right to the jaw! Gonsalves falls back on his backside. Page then reaches down, pulls Gonsalves back up and delivers The Paralyzing (neckbreaker across the knee)! He makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Gonsalves gets his shoulder up. Page pulls up Gonsalves and goes for a half nelson suplex when Gonsalves counters with a wheelbarrow victory roll! ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Page kicks out. After both grapplers scramble to a vertical base, Page throws out Soul Destruction (discus big boot). But Gonsalves catches his foot, swings the leg away from him, waits for Page to turn back around and absolutely clobbers with with another Soul-Stealing 7-Star Strike! After getting blasted with the knee, Page collapses into Gonsalves. Gonsalves holds up Page before turning him around and grabbing him from behind. Gonsalves then throws out the Darkest lariat (wristlock short-arm lariat) when Page ducks and counters with a Half Nelson Suplex! After Gonsalves rolls backwards and gets up on a knee, Page runs over and flattens him with another Trauma Symphony! He then pulls Gonsalves back up before driving him down face-first into the mat with Nirvana (hangman’s facebuster) for the one, two, three!

Jimmy Page O || Nirvana (21:08) || Owen Gonsalves X

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

[FGA Office]

Our cameras cut to the backstage area where boos resonate throughout Houston’s Toyota Center as the cameras open up on a shot of a closed door which simply reads GENERAL MANAGER.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Somehow, the negative response only grows louder as the door opens, revealing the FGA Undisputed Champion Evan Envi, championship slung over his shoulder, a half-smirk on his face. He turns in the doorway, looking back over his shoulder at the currently out-of-frame Brandon Macdonald.

Evan Envi: Trust me, boss-- we’re always a step ahead of these clowns. Flashpoint is like… destined to trip over themselves. Plus, I’ve got a sixth sense for this stuff. Ricky and I will catch up with you once the night’s over.

Macdonald can be heard saying something back off of camera which the Chief responds to with a simple wink and a finger gun-- to an audible groan from a small section of the crowd. Envi turns, allowing the door to close behind him as he makes his way down the corridor, using his wrist tape to wipe at a smudge on the face of the Undisputed Championship belt. Whistling a tune (his own theme song, as it would be), Envi half-struts, half-saunters down the hall… until his whistle becomes a long, drawn-out one, eyes growing bright as he slows to a stop.

Evan Envi: Holy smokes! Look at this…

Envi clasps his hands together in delight and the camera swings wide to reveal Neal Durden and the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, Lowri Moss of Pendragon! The audience roars, creating an audible contrast in their recent reactions. Evan catches the two of them in the midst of discussing their forthcoming match with The Good Guys. At least, Lowri was talking about the match; Neal, on the other hand, was busy eating a taco.

Evan Envi: Neal! Lowrence!

The pair slowly turn their attention towards the Chief, as he continues to address them, stopping a few feet short.

Evan Envi: My favorite tag team in wrestling!

Neal swallows part of the taco and turns to Lowri, who looks at Evan with a courteous smile. The FGA Undisputed Champion moves in to give each of the two members of Pendragon a friendly hug, which they both take awkwardly. Neal still holds the half-eaten taco in his hand, as he kindly pushes Evan away and speaks.

Neal Durden: If it isn’t number 47 himself! Quite the journey hasn’t it been? I mean, from the last guy picked in the draft; even I went before you did, which to be honest, surprised the heck out of me… to the FGA Undisputed Champion and one match away from earning a shot at another title…

Neal looks at Lowri and smiles, before returning his attention to the Chief.

Neal Durden: But, here we stand!

Evan’s smile fades for just a moment as he looks at Neal. The two lock eyes and a tense few seconds pass before Envi smiles broadly.

Evan Envi: Ahaaa… but here you stand. Eager and ambitious as ever, Neal!

Neal opens his mouth to reply, but just as he is about to say anything, Lowri makes a remark.

Lowri Moss: He’s not the only one, Evan. We’re both ready for this big match. You know, against you and Ricky. And we’re both eager to get out there, and claim the second spot in the final of the tournament.

Lowri exchanges a glance with Neal, who gives her a reassuring nod, and she then looks back to Evan, still with a polite smile on her face.

Lowri Moss: With all due respect to you, of course.

The live audience audibly buzzes, admiring the confidence of Pendragon. Envi laughs lightly to himself and rubs at his jaw before he responds.

Evan Envi: Hahaha, wowww… I mean…

The Undisputed Champion sighs, squeezing his eyes shut for a second as he wears a bitter smile.

Evan Envi: I mean… you guys make it seem like it’s just another day at the office, hahaha. Like this… like this isn’t the absolute BIGGEST challenge you two have ever faced as a team.

Envi’s smile has faded as he looks between the two, though it appears he may not even realize it.

Evan Envi: You guys are my absolute favorite tag team, man… I admire you. I mean, Lowrence, YOU— you have a ‘W’ over the Chief. I’m not one to forget. You already earned my respect when you beat Julian Tijerina and myself but…

Envi shakes his head, swallowing the saliva that was building in his mouth as he grows more tense, more agitated, increasingly more unaware of his rigid movements, looking between the members of Pendragon.

Evan Envi: But I’m not the same dude, man. I’m… we’re a much, much better team than you ever could’ve prepared for. Julian was no Ricky. And Pendragon is a different beast than Lowri and Annie. Dangerous, sure, but different. Know that. I want you to know that. As your biggest fans… I want you guys to realize Julian and I wanted to beat you, but Ricky and I will hurt you. We will absolutely do that to get that second spot in the fi—

Neal quickly finishes taking a bite to his now mostly done taco, as he raises up his finger, cutting the Undisputed Champion off.

Neal Durden: Evan, my dude, 47, the chief, my compadre… let’s keep this between people who mutually respect each other… you’re not the first, nor you will be the last, to state you’ll hurt ANY...

Neal points his finger to both Lowri and himself as he continues.

Neal Durden: Of us… I’m sure you get what I’m saying here, but in case you’re doubting… I’m saying, hurt or not, we’re not — in any way, shape or form — gonna let you two get that spot in the finals over us…

Lowri nods her head in agreement with Neal.

Lowri Moss: You’re going to need to do more than just hurt us to keep me and Neal down, Evan. No offence to Luke and Ymir, but this match isn’t going to be as straightforward for you and Ricky as the one you had two weeks ago against Firing Squad. You aren’t going to be able to dominate the two of us quite so easily.

For a few moments, the Chief stands there in something akin to stunned silence. He adjusts the championship on his shoulder again and looks between the two— before the familiar smile returns to his face.

Evan Envi: And… and I wouldn’t expect to. You guys are for real.

A voice calls out from down the hall behind Neal and Lowri.

?: That’s why we’re taking you two so seriously.

The camera zooms out just as Ricky Valero casually strolls up behind Neal and Lowri, putting an arm around each of them with a big, smug grin on his face.

Ricky Valero: Neal. Lowri. A pleasure as always.

He looks each member of Pendragon up and down with a chuckle, then up at Evan with a nod and a smirk. Envi gestures toward the three as he addresses Ricky.

Evan Envi: Richard. I was just telling Neal and the champ here about how much we’ve had our hearts set on these US Tag Team Titles. Looks like we’re not unique in that regard though! And as a fan-- as a fan-- I would love to see that chapter in the Pendragon story. From joining up, to having the New Murder take Neal away with an ambush, to rejoining and conquering the New Murder at Steel Mayhem, to becoming the first-ever FGA United States Tag Team Champions? That’s like half a DVD set right there!

Ricky Valero: Gosh, that sounds like such an awesome DVD set.

Evan Envi: Dunnit?!

Ricky Valero: I would totally buy that!

A sinister grin creeps across Ricky’s face.

Ricky Valero: It’s such a shame we’re never going to get that DVD set, because there’s no chance in hell you’re beating the Good Guys tonight!

The audience boos loudly and Evan feigns shock at Ricky’s words. Neal finally finishes eating his taco; while he licks his fingers, he puts one up before he speaks.

Neal Durden: I guess, there’s just one way to find out. Good luck, Chief… may the best TEAM win.

Evan Envi narrows his eyes at Neal’s finger. His eyes drift from Neal to Lowri and his confident expression fades again.

Evan Envi: Yeah. Good luck…

Envi looks as if he has more to say, but Valero gently nudges him. Envi adjusts the Undisputed Championship on his shoulder and turns, walking out of frame. Valero gives both Neal Durden and the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion a once-over again before chuckling softly to himself and turning, marching behind Envi out of frame. Neal wipes his palms clean and shakes his head while Lowri looks after the Good Guys with a curious expression. We slowly fade away.

[FGA Office]

06.25.16
All-Star Showdown V

After both grapplers to to their feet, Karma delivers two snapping jabs before throwing out the right hook for Sugar Ray Karma. But Fujiko ducks. She goes to counters with a gamengiri. But Karma ducks. He then lunges down, yanks Fujiko up from behind and latches onto her. He then spins her around before turning her inside out with Hard Times. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

Crowd: ONE!

Kris Cruise: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!

Stephy Auger: TWO!

Crowd: THREE!

Kris Cruise: NO!

Stephy Auger: Fujiko got her shoulder up.

Karma turns over and pulls Fujiko up from behind. After wrapping his arms around her, he spins her around before throwing out Hard Times. But Fujiko ducks, turns him around and drops him with a Complete Shot. As Karma slowly turns over onto his back, Fujiko steps through the ropes, springboards onto the top turnbuckle, flips off and crashes on top of Karma with a springboard corkscrew 450 Splash.

Kris Cruise: Endless Fantasy by Fujiko! Is this it?

Crowd: ONE!

Kris Cruise: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!

Stephy Auger: TWO!

Crowd: THREE!

Kris Cruise: YEAH!

“Megitsune” blasts over the PA as the crowd erupts with cheers.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner… and now, the NEEEEEEEEWWWWW… FGA Pride Champion, FUJIKO MINE!

Fujiko gets her arm raised to cheers from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s done it! She’s defeated Johnny Karma to finally become Pride Champion!

After getting handed the Pride Championship belt, Fujiko clutches it in her arms before dropping down to her knees. She holds the belt out in front of her and gazes at it. Fujiko kisses the center plate before hugging the belt. She then looks around at the capacity crowd. The fans in the Lakeland Center are showering both Fujiko and Karma with cheers and applause.

[FGA Office]

HEADLINE
• Singles Match •
Fujiko Mine vs. Seth Iser

The match starts with Iser trying to cut off the ring. But Fujiko uses her quickness to keep Iser at a distance. Iser then grows impatient and dives in for an attack. But the elusive Fujiko slips out of harm’s way. When Iser turns around, he gets caught with alternating shoot kicks to the legs. Iser then reaches out, palms Fujiko’s face and shoves her down to the canvas. After Fujiko rolls back to her feet, Iser runs over to attack when Fujiko knocks him back with a handstand calf kick. She then runs over and connects with a dropkick for a two count. An irish whip si ten reversed, sending Fujiko into the corner. Iser runs over to attack when Fujiko throws out a kick to the face. After Iser catches her foot, Fujiko grabs a hold of the top ropes and counters with an enzuigiri that knocks Iser back. She then slingshots herself out onto the apron before knocking Iser down with a springboard dropkick for a two count! Another irish whip is reversed, sending Fujiko across the ring. Instead of bouncing into the ropes, Fujiko baseball slides out onto the apron. When Iser runs over to attack, Fujiko connects with a rope-aided gamengiri. She then goes for a springboard maneuver when Iser blasts ehr with a right cross mid-jump, knocking Fujiko down to the floor.!

Iser roll to the outside, picks up Fujiko, lifts her up and drops her with a Stun Gun across the guardrail! Iser rolls her back inside and makes the cover. But he only gets a two count. Iser brings Fujiko into the shoulder and nearly knocks the air out of her with multiple shoulder thrusts. He then grabs two handfuls of hair before fling the Pride Champion towards the center of the ring. Fujiko flips through the air like a propeller before hitting the mat hard. As the Pride Champion gets back to her feet, Iser runs over and connects with a big boot to the chets, sending Fujiko stumbling back through the ropes. As she tries to pull herself up on the apron, Iser doubles her over with a shoulder thrust through the ropes and goes for a vertical suplex back into the ring. But Fujiko slips down from behind, reverses into an O’Connor Roll and bridges back into a prawn hold for a two count. After both grapplers return to a vertical base, Iser throws out a right hook. But Fujiko ducks and counts with a spinning back kick to the midsection. She then goes for an irish whip. But Iser reverses. Fujiko then bounces off the ropes and counters with a handspring enzuigiri! After Iser turns and falls down to a knee, Fujiko head sinto the rope,s comes back and spikes him with a basement hurricanrana for a two count!

As the match continues, Fujiko nails iser with Sealed With a Kick (ground arm pull roundhouse kick)! She then heads into the ropes, comes back and executes a standing Shooting Star Press for a two count! A running Tornado DDT also gets a two count! After a running hurricanrana sends Iser out onto the apron, Fujiko runs into the corner and knocks him down with a corner signboard roundhouse kick! She then runs into the far ropes, comes back, flips over the top rope and takes him out with a topé con giro! Fujiko brings him back inside and makes the cover. But Iser gets his shoulder up. Fujiko stays on offense by sending Iser into the corner with an irish whip. Fujiko rushes in to attack when Iser counters with a back elbow, followed by a knee strike. He then tosses Fujiko into the corner, climbs up onto the middle ropes and punches Fujiko while the crowd boos. After the fifth punch, Fujiko slips out underneath and pulls Iser’s head down, trapping it against the turnbuckle. She follows up with a Cheeky Nandos Kick that sends Iser falling to the canvas. Fujiko makes the cover. But iser gets his foot on the bottom rope! Fujiko then takes Iser and goes for an irish whip. But Iser reverses and follows her across the ring. Instead of crashing into the corner, Fujiko runs up the top turnbuckle, backflips off and lands on her feet. She then turns and runs into the afr ropes. When Fujiko returns, Iser scoops her up and throws her down with the Pillar of Truth (Bossman Slam)! He makes the cover. ONE! TWO! TH-NO! Fujiko gets her shoulder up.

In the fourteenth minute, Iser hits a hangman’s neckbreaker and follows up with a jumping knee drop! He then grinds his bulky knee brace across Fujiko’s face! A hard European Uppercut sends the Pride Champion stumbling over into the ropes. While Fujiko tries to shake out the cobwebs, Iser heads over, grabs her and shoots her into the far ropes. When Fujiko returns, Iser throws her across the ring with a release belly to belly suplex! Iser pulls up Fujiko and hurls her across the ring with a release German Suplex! Iser pulls up Fujiko by the hair and hurls her across the ring with another release German Suplex! This time, Fujiko ends up folded up on the mat. Iser kicks her over before making the cover. ONE! TWO! THR-NO! Fujiko gets her shoulder up! Iser holds Fujiko in the hair for ten seconds before falling back to hit a vertical suplex for another two count! He then brings Fujiko into the corner and sits her down on the top turnbuckle. After Iser climbs up onto the middle ropes, Fujiko nails him with multiple forearms to the face. The last of which knocks Iser down to the mat! Fujiko then stands up on the top turnbuckle and jumps off for a diving double foot stomp. But Iser rolls out of the way. After Fujiko lands on her feet, her momentum sends her rolling forward. When Fujiko gets back to her feet and turns around, she gets caught with three jabs. Iser then throws out a discus clothesline when Fujiko leaps up and applies a standing guillotine! The crowd cheers as Fujiko cinches in the hold. Vincent Moretti can be seen going berserk in his wheelchair at ringside. He takes his crutch and begins whacking it against the apron. The ref asks Iser if he wants to give up. When he refuses, Fujiko squeezes even tighter. Iser then balls his hand into a fist and begins hitting Fujiko in the lower back with hammer fists. He then switches to punches to the kidney. The last of which causes Fujiko to break the hold and slip down in front of Iser. After doubling Fujiko over with a knee thrust, Iser pulls her into a front facelock and plants her with the Deprivation DDT! The crowd gasps, then boos upon seeing Fujiko laid out. But Iser doesn’t make the cover. He doesn’t have the energy to. After a few seconds, Iser slowly turns over and drapes his arm across Fujiko’s chest for the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Fujiko gets her foot on the bottom rope!

As the match continues, Iser brings Fujiko back into the corner and hits her with a trio of lariats. He then hoists her up and sits her down on the top turnbuckle. Iser then climbs up onto the middle rope and goes for a superplex. But Fujiko blocks the move. So Iser goes to muscle her up for another superplex. He lifts her up. But Fujiko nails him with a knee to the head on the way up! After Fujiko lands back down on the turnbuckle, she shoves Iser down to the canvas. Moretti begins hitting the apron with the crutch to try and distract Fujiko. But the Pride Champion remains focused on Iser. She stands up on the top turnbuckle, leaps off and crashes onto iser with a diving double foot stomp! She makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THR-NO! Iser gets his shoulder up.

Fujiko takes Iser and whips him into the ropes. But Iser reverses. When Fujiko hits the ropes, Moretti trips her up with the crutch. Fuiko then turns around and kicks the bottom rope before the ref heads over and reads Moretti the riot act. Moretti holds up the crutch like he’s about to swing it when Tyler Storm marches down ringside. He grabs the wheelchair from behind, turns and wheels Moretti around the corner and up the ramp against his will. While this is all happening, Iser pulls a roll of quarters out from his tights and tucks it into his fist. Fujiko heads back over and slowly pulls Iser up from behind. She spins him out in front of her for another N Loop when Iser rocks her with an uppercut using the roll of quarters! The crowd erupts with boos as Fujiko crumbles to the canvas. With the sleight of hand, Iser hides the roll of quarters from the ref before pulling Fujiko up and planting her with the Deprivation DDT for the one, two, three.

Fujiko Mine X || Deprivation DDT (18:28) || Seth Iser O

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
United States Tag Team Championship Tournament (Semifinals)
The Good Guys vs. Pendragon

Envi and Moss start off the match. The FGA Undisputed Champions offers a handshake to the reigning Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. Moss goes in for the handshake when Envi pulls her in for a short-arm clothesline! The Chief proceeds to put the boots to Moss. After an irish whip shoots Moss into the ropes, Envi knocks her down with a running European Uppercut for a two count. He then moves Moss into the Good Guys corner. From there, Envi unleashes a series of alternating knife edge chops and European Uppercuts. Valero “WOO”s after each strike. After a tag out to Valero, The Good Guys whip Moss into the opposite corner. Envi heads across the ring and connects with a running European Uppercut before Valero hits a corner forearm smash! He then snapmares Moss out of the corner for a two count. After another snapmare brings Moss down, Valero steps over her, grabs her by the wrist with both hands and taunts Durden by holding Moss’ arm out for a tag. Valero puts the boots to Moss before pulling her back up. After a back elbow knocks Moss into the ropes, Valero heads over, blasts her with a knife edge chop and shoots her off into the afr ropes. When Moss returns, she knocks Valero down with a crossbody for a two count! A pair of arm drags bring Valero back down. She transitions into an arm bar. But Valero doesn’t quit. Instead, he lies to the ref about Moss pulling his hair. After Valero fights back to a vertical base, Moss wrenches the arm several times. The reigning Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion drags Valero into the Pendragon corner before tagging Durden in!

Durden gets in and wrenches the arm several times. After the last arm wrench, Valero takes his free hand and rakes him across the eyes. An irish whip then shoots Durden into the far ropes. When Durden returns, Valero leapfrogs over him. Durden continues to run the ropes. When he returns, Valero quickly turns around and dives down into a prone position to try and trip him up. But Durden hops over him before heading into the ropes. When Durden returns, Valero brings him down with a drop toe hold. He rolls over across the back and applies a grounded side headlock. But Durden slips out and reverses into a hammerlock. After battling back to a vertical base, Valero moves Durden backwards into the Good Guys corner before hitting him with a back elbow, breaking the hold. Envi then sucker punches Durden before Valero connects with a step-up enzuigiri for a two count!

Tag back out to the Chief, who sends Durden into the opposite corner with an irish whip. After connecting with a running European Uppercut, Envi goes to follow up with a running bulldog when Durden shoves him off into the ropes. When Envi returns, Durden goes for a bicycle kick. But Envi catches his foot. The Chief taunts Durden before swinging the leg away from him. But Durden uses the momentum to hit a back elbow to the face, followed by a pelé kick that sends Envi through the ropes and to the floor! Durden the turns and runs into the far ropes. When he returns, Valero purposes stands in his way on the apron. So Durden leaps over him and takes out Envi on the outside with a somersault plancha! When Valero turns around to yell at Durden, Moss runs across the ring and knocks him off the apron with a dropsault! Durden rolls back inside and heads into the far ropes as Moss climbs the turnbuckle. When Durden comes back, he flips over the top rope and takes out Envi with a topé con hilo while Moss leaps off the top and takes out Valero with a diving crossbody! Durden rolls Valero back inside and makes the cover. But Valero gets his shoulder up.

As the match continues, a tag is made out to Moss, who sends Valero into the ropes after a sitout jawbreaker. After an irish whip shoots Valero into the far ropes, Moss throws him down with an STO for a two count! Tag back out to Durden, who delivers an inverted atomic drop before knocking him down with a jumping hook kick for a two count. Tag back out to Moss, who lights up Valero’s chest with knife edge chops in the corner. Tag back out to Durden, who delivers a series of hard chops of his own. Tag back out to Moss, who unleashes another series of knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. After Durden’s tagged back in, he delivers four shoot kicks to the chest before hitting Valero with a jumping back kick to the face. He then sends Valero into the opposite corner with an irish whip before running across the ring and hitting a corner dropkick! After Valero crumbles out of the corner, Durden makes the cover. But Envi reaches in and quickly yanks Durden off of Valero just before the ref can count to three.

In the tenth minute, Durden tags out to Moss. The Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion delivers an inverted DDT for a two count. A swinging neckbreaker also garners a two count. After a russian leg sweep, Moss heads into the corner, scales to the top turnbuckle. She goes for a moonsault but Valero rolls out of the way, causing Moss to crash onto the canvas! Valero begins to crawl towards his corner while Moss begins to crawl towards her. Durden claps his hands loudly and gets the crowd to rally behind the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. Moss feeds off the energy of the crowd and pulls herself closer and closer to the Pendragon corner. She’s about to go for the tag when Envi comes out of nowhere and yanks Durden off the apron before delivering an Alabama Slam across the edge of the apron!!! Valero then takes Moss and slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle before sitting her down on the top turnbuckle. After Envi gets in the ring, The Good Guys climb up onto the middle ropes, grab Moss and deliver a super double back body drop! Valero makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Moss gets her shoulder up! Valero looks at the ref in shock while Envi shakes his head in disbelief. He makes the cover again. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Moss gets her shoulder up again. After snapping out of it, The Good Guys put the boots to Moss! They then drag her into their corner before Valero tags out. Envi gets in, sits Moss down across the top rope and delivers a Tree of Woe Lungblower! He makes the cover.

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Moss goes to put her foot on the bottom rope, but Valero kicks it off
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Moss gets her shoulder up!

The Chief swears up and down that it was a three count. But the ref shakes his head ‘no’ and holds up two fingers. After throwing Moss down hard with a Uranage, Envi tags Valero in. Valero gets in and positions himself on the middle ropes while Envi climbs to the top. Valero then delivers a second rope leg drop, followed by a top rope leg drop from Envi! Valero makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Moss gets her shoulder up!

As the match continues in minute fifteen, Valero has Moss set up for the PinnaclePlex as Envi heads into the ropes. When Envi returns, The Good Guys deliver the Pinnacle Kick (Kapowski Kick/Regal Plex combination)! The ref slides into place for the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Moss gets her shoulder up! Envi then applies a Stretch Muffler before delivering several stomps to the back of the head. He then lets go, heads into the corner and tags out to Valero, who climbs to the top, jumps off and delivers Burying The Hatchet (diving double foot stomp) across the back! He makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Durden dives over and breaks up the pin! Valero then applies a rear chinlock. The ref asks Moss if she wants to give up. But Moss refuses. After battling back to a vertical base, she delivers four elbows to the midsection, breaking the hold. When Moss runs into the ropes, Envi yanks down the top rope, sending Moss flipping over the top rope and crashing hard to the floor!!! Valero then runs over and knocks Durden off the apron with a forearm strike! Back on the outside, Envi delivers an Alabama Slam against the edge of the apron! He rolls Moss back inside so Valero can make the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Moss gets her foot on the bottom rope!

Valero then goes for a double underhook backbreaker when Moss breaks free and counters with a back body drop! She staggers across the ring before collapsing to the mat. The Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion howls in pain a she holds her lower back. Valero heads over, pulls up Moss from behind and goes for another PinnaclePlex when Moss counters with elbows to the back of the head. She then knocks Valero down with a roundhouse kick before diving over and tagging out to Durden!

Durden knocks Valero down with a springboard dropkick for a two count! After an irish whip sends Valero into the corner, Durden connects with a running arched big boot, followed by a Tornado DDT for a two count! A sitout scoop slam piledriver also gets a two count! Durden then goes for a no hands springboard moonsault when Valero gets his knees up! Valero then tags out to Envi, who gets in and brings Durden down with a running bulldog for a two count! He then goes for a Uranage when Durden elbows his way out and sends Envi flipping down to the canvas with a step-up enzuigiri for a two count! After an irish whip sends Envi into the ropes, Durden throws out a jumping hook kick. But Envi ducks. When Durden turns around, he throws out another step-up enzuigiri. This time, Envi ducks. While still having hold of the leg, The Chief quickly drops down into an ankle lock and applies a grapevine around the leg! The ref asks Durden if he wants to give up. But he refuses. So Envi begins cranking away on the ankle! While Durden’s trying to fight through the pain, Valero comes off the top rope and delivers Burying The Hatchet across the back! Envi continues to crank away on the ankle! Durden howls in pain as he starts to raise his hand off the mat. Out of nowhere comes Moss, who flips off the top rope and crashes on top of Envi with a moonsault, breaking the hold! Valero then takes Moss, runs and chucks her through the ropes and to the floor.

Back inside, Envi delivers a Uranage for a two count! A pop-up elbow strike, followed by a roundhouse kick also gets a two count! After a pumphandle suplex sends Durden across the ring, Envi heads into the corner, scales to the top turnbuckle and flips back for The Classics (diving moonsault). But Durden rolls out of the way, causing Envi to crash onto the canvas!

While Envi is down, Valero calls for the tag. Meanwhile, Durden goes to crawl over towards his corner. But he looks over and sees no one there. Moss is still down on the outside. Across the ring, Envi is pulling himself towards the ropes. He then dives over and tags Valero back in! Valero rushes over and puts the boots to Durden’s back. He then tosses Durden through the ropes, pulls him across the middle rope and plants him with an Elevated DDT! Valero scoots back and waits for Durden to get into position. After Durden slowly pushes himself up off the mat and gets up to a knee, Valero runs back over and flattens him with a Shining Wizard! He makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Moss reaches back in and pulls Valero off of Durden! Valero then slips to the outside, grabs Moss and whips him hard into the steel steps, sending the steps rolling across the floor upon impact! Valero rolls back inside, yanks up Durden and whips him hard into the opposite corner. As Durden staggers out, Valero doubles him over, lifts him up and delivers a Turnbuckle Powerbomb! As Durden staggers back out of the corner, Valero throws him down with an overhead belly to belly suplex! He then pulls up Durden, hooks both arms and delivers a double underhook backbreaker! Valero then heads into the ropes, comes back and connects with the Leg Drops of Jupiter (rally of consecutive leg drops)! When Valero pulls Durden up off the mat, Valero piefaces him, shoving Durden back down to the mat. He reaches down, pulls up Durden by the hair and delivers a punch to the face that drops him to the canvas. Valero reaches down, pulls Durden up by the hair and rocks him with a forearm strike to the face. Durden collapses against Valero before slipping down to his knees! Valero laughs at Durden and mocks him while the crowd erupts with boots. While Durden is still out on his knees, Valero slaps him across the face. He then slaps Durden a second time. As Valero grabs Durden by the hair and slowly pulls him up, the crowd gasps and cheers when Durden quickly grabs Valero and rolls him up into a small package for the one...two… THREE!

The Good Guys X || Small Package (27:56) || Pendragon O

After the match, Durden rolls out of the ring and hugs Moss. Back inside, Valero shakes his head in disbelief. He begs and pleads with the ref that it was only a two count. But the ref assures him that it was in fact a three count. Envi hugs Valero from behind and tries to console. Back on the outside, Pendragon get their arms raised in victory as they walk backwards up the ramp.