Flashpoint (12.02.17)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

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

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

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

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



The video fades to an outside shot of the Huntington Center in Toledo, OH. 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...

“New Medicines” by Dead Poetic begins to play on the PA system as the crowd gets to their feet. Some of the older FGA fans recognize the music that plays and cheers, while others sit and wait. They wonder who this music could mean. Not long after it has started, Flashpoint GM Hadley Herrera walks out onto the ramp in a black dress holding a microphone. She makes her way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as she makes her way towards the ring. The fans wondering who were coming got a big surprise as the Flashpoint GM didn’t make it a habit of being on TV, but rather letting her wrestlers steal the show. She made her way into the ring standing in the middle letting the crowd’s cheers die down.

Hadley Herrera: Thank you. Thank you, Toledo. You’re too kind. Thank you. I know you’re all surprised I’m out here. I’m just as surprised as you are.

Hadley roams a big looking down at the mat in the ring and the Flashpoint logo on it. She then looks back up.

Hadley Herrera: When I became GM of this brand, I wanted for one thing to happen. I wanted it to be all about the wrestlers I drafted. The wrestlers I signed. The amazing talent that makes up this Flashpoint roster. So I stayed in the back. I did what I had to do behind the scenes to make sure that my wrestlers looked great and their matches, each and every one of them, were spotlights on each wrestler fighting in them’s talent. I wanted fans leaving the arena not just to go right to talking about the main event with their friends, but wonder which of the amazing matches they had just seen they should talk about first.

Hadley puts a hand on her chest.

Hadley Herrera: So I stayed in the back. I ran the show behind the scenes while the wrestlers drove the show. And quite honestly, they’ve done a better job than I could ever have hoped for.

She pauses for a moment before continuing.

Hadley Herrera: But something has happened that I cannot just release a press statement about. Something has happened that I can’t ignore and continue to run Flashpoint from behind the scenes tonight. Something has happened that did a great disservice to one of my roster members and I will not stay silent about it. What happened to Brian Stryker at Vertigo Episode 44 is unacceptable.

She walks over towards the ropes near the ramp leading up to the entrance. She points up at the gorilla position.

Hadley Herrera: It wasn’t that long ago that Vertigo’s own The Crimson Baroness walked down this ramp down to this ring and wrestled. Now, I’m not one to judge but I know she’s not made friends with everyone on either Vertigo or Flashpoint’s roster. But she was not attacked here on Flashpoint. She was not harmed. She came. She wrestled. She went back ‘home’. So having her here and taken care of well, I assumed that Vertigo would put forward the same courtesy as Flashpoint. But I was wrong.

Hadley stops pointing at the ramp and walks back to the middle of the ring where she is shaking her head. She takes a big breath, sighing before she continues.

Hadley Herrera: Brian Stryker could and still be the 15 Champion right now. But he cashed in his 15 Championship for a chance at the Pride Championship at Vertigo. A choice that seemed doomed from the start. I don’t know what happened at Vertigo, but I aim to find out. Whether MacDonald had anything to do with it or not, this isn’t going to just lie. I’ll be doing everything in my power to find out what happened. And I already have plans in place to make sure that this sort of thing…

Hadley looks directly into the camera facing the ring and her position in the ring.

Hadley Herrera: never… happens… again.

Hadley turns the microphone off and begins heading out of the ring as the fans cheer once again. She makes her way up the ramp again, slapping hands with the fans as she goes. She turns and blows a kiss to the fans before turning towards the curtain. Just then, “Dark Horse” by Switchfoot plays as the crowd cheers, welcoming home Brian Stryker. Hadley, now at the top of the ramp nods at him and sighs as he walks by her. He is not in a happy mood himself after the events of Vertigo left him without the Pride title nor his 15 championship so he nods at her as he walks by. He doesn’t high five fans as heads down to the ring and he hops onto the ring apron as he scrunches his face a bit. He climbs through the rope and grabs a microphone as he stares at the crowd.

Brian Stryker: Last week on Vertigo was supposed to be my biggest night in FGA and the biggest night for Flashpoint. That night, a man from this brand was gonna walk into enemy territory and walk out with the Pride title, bringing it back here. Then everyone would realize Flashpoint? It isn’t the B Show. It’s THE show.

The crowd cheers as Brian rubs his chin.

Brian Stryker: Now Brandon Macdonald knew this and tried his best to get me to play ball. He wanted me on Vertigo, depraving Flashpoint of one of his best talents. But I didn’t do that. I knew Flashpoint was my home in this company. Macdonald knew this and clearly wasn’t happy being told no. Now cut to right before my match with Chris Madison and I’m jumped from behind by my old friend Julian Tijerina, costing me my chance. Now I don’t know if Julian was acting on demands of Macdonald or not but that isn’t the point.

Brian Stryker: The point is that Julian is just a jealous piece of crap. He knows that I am better than him. He wins the 15 title? I took it from him. I made the four successful defenses. I cashed in and I was brought into Vertigo with the red carpet. I was offered the lucrative contract and he was given nothing. He couldn’t stand that I’m more successful, so he decided to make the mistake of getting involved in my business and when you get involved in my business, it ends badly for you. Julian, the next time I see you? Your ass is grass and I’m gonna bury it. Watch your back. It’ll happen when you least expect it.

He drops the mic as he makes the slashing motion across his throat with his thumb as he mouths some words at Julian through the camera. He climbs out of the ring as he heads his way to the back.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Nic Venom vs. Sage Clark

The match started with the six year veteran mauling Clark. Venom brought the action into the corner and beat the hell out of Clark’s chest with knife edge chops, leaving his pectorals beet red. Venom ragdolled Clark towards the center of the ring before flattening him with a running clothesline for a count of two.

Near the second minute, Venom brought Clark down with a snap mare, delivered an overhead chop to the chest, followed up with a shoot kick to the back before flattening him with a jumping senton. The veteran made the cover, but it only got a count of two. An irish whip into the ropes resulted in a sidewalk slam when Clark came back. Venom hooked the leg. But Clark got the shoulder up.

In minute three, Venom had Clark lined up for a corner elbow smash. But at the last second, Clark dove out of the way to safety. The crowd cheered when Venom crashed into the corner, giving Clark an opening. Did he take advantage? He did! Clark brought the staggered Nevom down with a backcracker for two. He then scaled to the top turnbuckle, leapt off and knocked Venom down for another two count. A rolling neck breaker also got Clark a two count. After an irish whip into the ropes. Clark swung his arm around Venom and clamped on a sleeper hold. The crowd got behind Clark as the young rookie tried to put Venom to sleeper. Venom tried to fight through it. But Clark hung on for dear life and eventually wore Venom down. With Venom nearly out of his feet, Clark transitioned from a sleeper hold into a waist lock before delivering the All or Nothing (bridging German Suplex) for the ONE, TWO, THREE!

Nic Venom X || All or Nothing (5:48) || Sage Clark O

[FGA Office]

As we cut backstage once more we find that Smart Style have not wasted any time and have already made their way into Hadley Herrera’s office, and Bisley has already started his sales pitch as we join the scene

Mark Bisley: ...more than that, as you yourself made clear with your press release a couple of weeks ago, you are looking to steal a march on Brandon Macdonald and you intend to do so by bringing in the sort of talent that will turn heads and have people talking about the Flashpoint brand, and without tooting our collective horn I would like to think that the pair of us are the exact sort of talent you are looking for

Hadley pays close attention to Bisley’s pitch, either because she likes what she’s hearing...or she’s making a long list of mental notes

Mark Bisley: And I’ll be honest with you, Hadley, of course the tag team titles are the most immediate item on our agenda because not only would we like to remind everyone how luck is temporary while class is permanent, a lesson which certain teams need to learn sooner rather than later, but as I’m sure you’re aware we have plans to collect every single title this company has to offer - and because the tag team titles are defended on the two show, this makes it possible for the pair of us to bring the Pride Championship and the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship over to your brand.  I am sure you will agree that, if you want Flashpoint to become the top brand in Frontier Grappling Arts, having the pick of the company’s titles will more than help you in that regard.

Hadley Herrera: I’m quite aware of what you want to achieve, Mr. Bisley. And I have to say, I’m impressed by the fortitude and the ambition. What about you, Mr. Majima, do you share your partner’s ambition?

Shintaro Majima: I think that, when you are presented with an opportunity, you should not hesitate to make a decision.

Hadley Herrera: That’s a good philosophy, but do you know what I thin--

Mark Bisley: By all means tell me what you’re thinking, it’s your brand after all so we’re keen to hear your feedback.

Hadley Herrera: To be perfectly honest, I’m a bit concerned.

She says, matter of factly.

Hadley Herrera: Concerned that after what you two did at the Six Year Anniversary Show, you think you can walk in here and try to sell me on yourselves. That after you two ruined the ending of one of the best tag team matches FGA has seen this year, after you two ruined The Chaotics’ crowning moment - that you think you can come in here and just expect to be offered a place on my show. It beggars belief, Mr. Bisley.

There’s a brief moment of silence, where Bisley’s sole response is to look over to Majima to see if he has anything to say - and when Majima subtly nods his head in the direction of the door, Bisley pulls another business card out of his pocket and places it on Hadley’s desk, sliding it towards her

Mark Bisley: Obviously you need to think over our proposition, as it takes time to draw up contracts, but if you have any questions for us - anything at all - please do not hesitate to get in contact so we can talk over the finer details.

Noticing that Hadley hasn’t reached for the card, Bisley impatiently taps his index finger on it to further draw Hadley’s attention towards it, at which point he steps away from the desk

Mark Bisley: We hope to hear from you soon.

With his business taken care of for the evening, Bisley nods to Hadley before he turns and heads for the door, and as he heads for the door Majima peels away from the wall to follow him - but once the pair reach the door--

Ashlyn De Luca: Is that motherf*ckin’ Shintaro?!

Ashlyn De Luca strolls into frame, dropping her gym bag to her side. Standing just behind and to her left, Logan Alexander looks past his partner to the team that have caught her attention.

Logan Alexander: It certainly looks like it.

Ashlyn shakes her head, eyes narrowed, fists clenched-- looking far less calm, far more agitated than the calm, expressionless Alexander.

Ashlyn De Luca: F*ck it, let’s fight right now.

Logan glances at Ashlyn and then back towards Bisley and Majima. He then shrugs and smiles slightly.

Logan Alexander: I suppose we can. I don’t think it’s the best use of our time though. It would almost make it seem like they deserve to fight us. They fled the company after the last time we met them face to face.

Despite Logan’s words, De Luca still looks hellbent on charging forward - yet Bisley’s response is to merely sigh before turning his head towards Hadley.

Mark Bisley: If this is the sort of behaviour we can expect from members of the Flashpoint roster, it could make our decision of who to sign with a lot more straightforward.

Bisley turns back towards Ashlyn

Mark Bisley: Is that what you want on your copybook, Ashlyn?  To be solely responsible for the Flashpoint brand missing out on the sort of talents that your own General Manager has stated they are looking to bring in?

Logan Alexander: Talents?

He snorts softly.

Logan Alexander: What would those be? Cutting and running like after you got dumped from Dynamic Duos? Attacking from behind so that you could overcome four tired opponents? Or is it just running your mouths like you’ve actually done anything of note? But if Ashlyn talking to you with the amount of respect you deserve is enough to chase you away from Flashpoint, she’s just doing everyone here a favour. Especially you two.

He smirks at Bisley.

Logan Alexander: She’s at least given you a paper thin excuse to tuck tail and run away from us again.

Peaches: Not so fast there, boys...an’ Ashlyn.

Ashlyn De Luca: Jeeeesus.

To the vocal displeasure of Ashlyn De Luca, the former FGA World Tag Team Champions, Dan Herrera and Peaches walk into Hadley’s office. Peaches meets Ashlyn’s glare, the tension between the two still palpable even after all this time. Dan and Logan nod curtly to one another as the PCLAS take their place between The Chaotics and Smart Style.

Peaches: We wouldn’t want y’all fightin’ without us.

Dan Herrera: Especially not after what happened after that match a few weeks ago. I don’t know what you guys think of us, but we don’t take that kind of thing lying down.

Ashlyn De Luca: Not for more than three seconds anyway…

Ashlyn raises a brow, arching her head back a bit as Peaches takes a step toward her, squared up with her directly.

Peaches: You hit us, we hit you right back. An’ if it happens in a rematch, then that’s even better in my opinion. But you two?

She looks from The Chaotics to Smart Style, pointing in their direction as she speaks.

Peaches: Y’all ain’t getting off lightly either.

Seeing the two teams both stood in front of them, Bisley pauses for a moment as he looks from The Chaotics to the PCLAS, at which point he turns towards Majima

Mark Bisley: Conversation really does seem to be a dying art, doesn’t it?

Rather than respond verbally, Majima gives the merest hint of a shrug-- which Ashlyn obnoxiously mocks once Majima turns.

Mark Bisley: First of all, Logan, you really need to get it straight in your head that you got lucky…once.  Lucky in the sense that the referee allowed you to violate the strict five count in order to cheat your way to an ill-deserved victory that I am sure you thought you got away with.  Well now look at you: red in the face and frothing at the mouth because you learned that actions have consequences and, more than anything else, cheats never prosper.

Looking over his shoulder in Hadley’s direction, Bisley cannot help but throw in a little extra shade

Mark Bisley: Now that I mention it, having a pair of honest talents who don’t cheat would be good for your brand’s PR considering you have these two running around.

Turning his attention to the PCLAS, Bisley cannot help but smirk

Mark Bisley: Secondly, I’m not sure how it escaped your attention, but you didn’t take anything “lying down” - the reason the pair of you were lying down was because we hit you so hard you couldn’t stand up.  But if you want to know the reason why we did what we did, it’s quite simple: would you have just stood aside as we put The Chaotics in their place?

Bisley lets out a snorting laugh

Mark Bisley: Of course you wouldn’t have, Peaches, don't be absurd.  Or have you forgotten that you had the opportunity, as Logan would no doubt say, to tuck your tail and run - but instead you decided to move on us?

Shintaro Majima: I remember that perfectly well.

Mark Bisley: As you say, Peaches, you hit us and we hit back.  The difference is we hit harder.

Peaches: Do y’all not understand what a figure of speech is? Or do you really think this—

She points at Logan’s impassive expression.

Peaches: —is frothing at the mouth?

Dan Herrera: The point is, if you’re in our way we’ll go through you, Smart Style. It doesn’t matter how impressive you were in the Dynamic Duos, or how great a talent you think you are. The Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad isn’t buying whatever you’re selling. We’re not standing back and letting you two parade around here claiming superiority, or jumping the queue. So stand across that ring from us and we’ll knock you right back down on your asses.

Peaches: And then we’ll get our rematch at them titles, an’ this time we won’t let ‘em slip through our fingers...or is that too disrespectful for ya, Logan?

Logan looks over to Ashlyn and then facepalms there in front of the group.

Logan Alexander: I’m surrounded by children…

He shakes his head for a few moments then lowers his hand and glances at the two other teams.

Logan Alexander: Mark… if you could wrestle as well as you run your mouth, you’d probably be a champion here already. Thus far all you’ve done is talk a good game and then gotten outplayed by better players.

Ashlyn De Luca: Ah sh*t, Logan with the hot take.

Logan smirks at Bisley.

Logan Alexander: You can go on and on about us being lucky in the ring. I suppose it was luck that we beat you, and luck that we beat Upper Echelon, and then luck that we beat them…

He nods towards Dan and Peaches.

Logan Alexander: … but so long as you only use your head to talk rather than think, you aren’t helping yourself get any closer to being successful here or anywhere else. All luck in the ring comes down to is opportunity and ability.

Ashlyn De Luca: Tell’em.

Logan glances to Ashlyn, then nods, before returning his focus to Bisley.

Logan Alexander: Every time we’ve had an opportunity open up for us, Ashlyn and I have had the ability to make use of it. We don’t need unfair advantages, like you and Shintaro needed just to get to the semifinals of Duos.

Ashlyn De Luca: Let’emknow!

Logan Alexander: Guess it was lucky that Savannah came out there and save you two from Invictus Fight Club. She made you two look a whole lot better than you were that night.

He laughs softly at that while Ashlyn responds with a dramatic ”OOOOOHHHH NOOOO, STOPPPP!” in the background, dramatically throwing her hands to her cheeks.

Logan Alexander: But hey, feel free to keep writing us off as flukes. That approach has gone over so well with every team we’ve faced to this point. What made us better than you… and still makes us better than you, is that we take you seriously and give you the respect you deserve as competitors. We know you’re good… which is why we find ways to be…

Ashlyn De Luca: ...better.

He then pivots and looks towards Dan and Peaches, the smile and humour gone from his face, now all business.

Logan Alexander: As for you two… I’m certain that you’ll be getting your rematch down the line. One way or another. I’m sure that our esteemed general manager will guarantee that one for the two of you. Wouldn’t want to sour Thanksgiving or even Christmas with any impartiality, right? Just gotta keep the family happy.

The words are delivered evenly to the former champions and the GM should she be listening, but they are just dripping with sarcasm. Ashlyn looks prepared to say something-- but her face contorts to one of disgust as Majima speaks up.

Shintaro Majima: When have you offered us respect, Logan Alexander?  All you have done since the moment we were first placed in competition with one another is attempt to dismiss us.

Majima takes a couple of steps forward, and for the first time we see that his stoic demeanor has been replaced by a flash of anger

Shintaro Majima: You were the one who had to dismiss what we had achieved in the Dynamic Duos using any excuse that you could find, and you had fooled yourself into thinking that was the way to treat your opponents.  You may try to fool yourself otherwise, even fool other people, but those with long memories know that your words are hollow and your actions prove you are not the victim you claim to be.

Standing next to Majima, Bisley cannot help but smirk in Logan’s direction that his words only served to poke the proverbial bear

Mark Bisley: Next time you want to lie to everyone in the room, especially yourself, you could at least try to be a little convincing.

Bisley mockingly shakes his head in Logan’s direction

Mark Bisley: Oh, wait, now I remember, you have a history of it always being somebody else’s fault every single time you have failed in your career, because why would you need to take responsibility for anything that happens to you when there’s always a General Manager you can blame?

Again, De Luca looks prepared to speak, but Logan closes his fingers into a fist beside himself, silently motioning for her to let the pair continue.

Shintaro Majima: Do not try to deny this, as you tried to do this a moment ago with us standing in front of you.

Mark Bisley: Yes, Dan and Peaches will be getting a rematch, as they are entitled to one.  It isn’t a conspiracy, it isn’t favouritism or nepotism, it’s how rematch clauses work.  Maybe if a company you worked for stayed open long enough you might have learned this in the past dozen years.

Logan laughs again at this. He raises his hand to Dan and Peaches.

Logan Alexander: My apologies. It seems the children are cranky and need some more attention before the grown ups can talk.

He then pivots and looks towards Smart Style, then he claps slowly.

Logan Alexander: You two missed your calling. You’re not wrestlers, you’re a comedy act. Not a good one, but I have a bit of an affection for lame jokes.

He folds his arms back in front of himself again and he focuses his gaze on Majima.

Logan Alexander: Shintaro, I have praised the two of you during Dynamic Duos for your first two matches there. I called you out on your aggrandizement of your quarterfinals win that you needed help to get through.

Ashlyn De Luca: I don’t even know what that word means.

Logan Alexander: I treated you two as legitimate competitors heading into our semifinals match. I recognized your performance in our match and commended you for your work afterwards. The fact that you have a selective memory is not my problem. So stop whining about being shown no respect, especially when you cannot show any to others.

His eyes drift over to Bisley, though Ashlyn continues to give Shintaro a once-over in disgust.

Logan Alexander: Mark… it’s amusing that you try to call me out on lying and making excuses, when just a little while ago you did both.

He shakes his head for a few moments.

Logan Alexander: You say we cheated, and I call you a liar for doing so. We did not act unfairly or dishonestly in that match. If you have issue with the referee’s conduct, turn around and talk to the GM. I’ll even get you a box of tissues for your sob story. Just make sure you go really big with the waterworks. Maybe she’ll feel sympathetic.

He smirks at Bisley.

Logan Alexander: And of course, you use the totally-not-made-up fact that we cheated as an excuse for your loss. I mean… really? If this was such a big deal, where were you two months ago when it would have been a good idea to bring it up? You’re a liar… and a bad one at that, a whiner because you didn’t get your way two months ago, and you’re a hypocrite on top of that.

Logan makes a fist and points his thumb back towards himself.

Logan Alexander: I can own up to my own failings. I’ve been beaten here cleanly by Dan and never shifted the blame or cried about being cheated. I accepted it, learned from it, and evened it up with him a couple of weeks ago. I already acknowledged that they are getting their rematch earlier tonight as well. I’m sure your selective awareness missed that tidbit as well.

He looks over towards Dan and Peaches.

Logan Alexander: I take issue with the fact that our GM has stated flatly that she’s on their side. She hasn’t hasn’t gotten involved, and I hope she never does, but given my history of management relations, I am not ignoring the possibilities or implications of her doing so.

He looks back to Bisley.

Logan Alexander: So… care to open your mouth again and try to fit the rest of your foot and maybe your ankle in there as well?

Logan smirks at Bisley, inviting him to retort. Ashlyn takes a deep breath, not bothering to hide her amusement.

After a moment’s silence, Bisley takes a step in Logan’s direction, raises a finger, and wags it directly in Logan’s face

Mark Bisley: Once again, Logan, you need to learn how to handle criticism.  So when I tell you that you’re making wild accusations about the General Manager of this brand that imply you have no idea how rematch clauses work, you take that information on board and process it.

Bisley then stops wagging his finger in Logan’s face...only to point an accusing finger in his face

Mark Bisley: There’s only one place my foot is going, Logan.

Bisley taps Logan on the right shoulder

Mark Bisley: One of them goes here, while the other…

Rather than tap Logan on the other shoulder, Bisley instead points to Peaches’ left shoulder

Mark Bisley: ...and the other will go here, because while you’re interested on a little patch of turf to fight over and thinking that’s all there is, I’ll be standing on the shoulders of the entire roster.

Once again Bisley looks over his shoulder

Mark Bisley: ...of whichever show we decide to sign with.

Returning his attention to Logan, Bisley smirks in his face

Mark Bisley: This is why you're the comedy act, Logan.  Not your team.  Not your partner.  You.  You keep fixating on irrelevant details and then getting worked up when it’s pointed out to you that you’re wrong - which is always somebody else’s fault, never yours.  

Rather than smirk, Bisley then looks at Logan in the most patronising manner possible

Mark Bisley: If we didn’t find this entertaining we’d find it very, very sad to watch.

Looking towards Majima, Bisley and he share a nod, at which point he once more looks back in Hadley’s direction

Mark Bisley: We’ll come back to have our discussion later, Ms. Herrera, as it appears you need to have a few words with one of your employees about their unprofessional behaviour.

Without saying another word, Bisley slips past Logan with the same level of deference that the average commuter gives to someone they’re moving past on the subway, pausing only to give Dan Herrera and Peaches the sort of luck saying “You lost to this idiot?” before he and Majima leave Hadley’s office

Peaches: Keep making excuses all of ya, we know what we need to do.

She says as Peaches and Dan leave the room as well, leaving The Chaotics alone with a bewildered Hadley Herrera.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

We cut to a shot of Geoff Penzer at the announce table. He flashes a small smile to the camera.

Geoff Penzer: Ladies and gentlemen, Amanda Johnson conducted what was supposed to be a one-on-one sit-down interview with one of the participant in tonight’s tag team main event, Evan Envi, but here on Flashpoint as we’ve learned… things don’t always go to plan. Let’s take a look.

With a nod, Geoff sends us off as the scene fades.

Earlier Today

We fade into a pre-recorded segment, taking place in one of the Huntington Center’s backstage offices. Amanda Johnson is seated in a leather chair, opposite Evan Envi, who’s dressed in a black t-shirt which plainly reads 47 with no other words or phrases. The office has wallpaper to imitate a wooden look, and a monitor is mounted on the wall, appearing to float “between” Amanda and Evan due to the main camera angle. The monitor currently simply displays the Flashpoint logo. Amanda gestures toward Evan, speaking him directly for the first part of her statement.

Amanda Johnson: I’m trying to figure out a really smooth way to start these out. Sometimes I like to introduce people properly, but then it leads to be being cut off and becoming a microphone stand.

Evan Envi: Whaaat. I would never turn you into a microphone stand. I would love to be introduced, all proper-like.

Amanda laughs lightly.

Amanda Johnson: Fair enough. Ladies and gentlemen, sitting across from me at this time is the “Chief”, FGA’s forty-seventh draft pick, courtesy of the Flashpoint brand… Evan Envi.

Evan Envi: What up.

Envi shoots a quick-- accusatory-- glance at the camera before turning back to the interviewer.

Amanda Johnson: In a few weeks, FGA will host Final Frontier where we finally determine the winner of the 2017 Frontier Lion’s Cup. First and foremost, you have a one-on-one match with Kendall Kingham-- someone that you’ve worked with for well over a year, but never competed against. I know we’ve touched on it in the past, but over the weeks, we’ve seen Kendall defy expectations inside the ring, right as you appear to be finding your footing here on Flashpoint. So I’ll ask you this; are you getting nervous yet?

The monitor switches to display a picture of Kendall Kingham squaring off with Envi in the ring two weeks prior.

Evan Envi: Hmmm…

Evan sighs loudly and leans back in the chair, considering Amanda’s question for a moment before shooting her a curious look.

Evan Envi: So. I figured Kendall was gonna get better every time we saw her. That’s who she is. She goes out there, she learn, she adapts, and the next person pays for it. Kendall’s defied a lot of expectations, but she’s met mine, and I’m more than prepared to take her out come Final Frontier. I’m not saying it’s easy… I’m not saying everybody in the field would be able to do it… but I can.

Amanda Johnson: She was able to lock you in the Tombs, despite your claims to being Unwristlockable.

Evan shakes his head and sighs again.

Evan Envi: She did. And that’s why I’m not looking at Kendall as a stepping stone to the Cup… or to the Undisputed Championship. Getting past her is a feat in and of itself, and even if that doesn’t hold a lot of weight with some people-- yet-- it’s an accomplishment to me. On its own, with everything on the line at Final Frontier, it’s not enough though. I want it all.

Amanda Johnson: Which leads me to my next question; if you do make it past Kendall Kingham, who do you expect to see standing across from you next?

Evan narrows his eyes, looking up toward the ceiling for a bit as he ponders. A few seconds pass before the Chief replies.

Evan Envi: Where do you think their heads are at right now?

Amanda shrugs a little, offering the slightest shake of her head while the monitor in the background displays photos of Brian Stryker and Savannah Taylor.

Amanda Johnson: Not my place to speculate on that on a whim, I don’t think.

Evan Envi: Hm.

He nods, pondering again before glancing back at the interviewer after a few seconds.

Evan Envi: If it’s Stryker, I’m probably gonna have to prepare for an emotional, fast-paced fight. Stryker’s going through some things as Stryker tends to do. And I’ve seen the kind of competitor he is when he’s mad enough… and how scary-good he can be when momentum is on his side. But I’m gonna have to kill all that. Unfortunately. Y’know? I watched Vertigo. I feel for him. And I legitimately like Brian Stryker. I do. But I’m not gonna let him cost me the Cup because he’s mad. And as for Savannah…

Evan rubs his chin but gives Amanda an honest shrug.

Evan Envi: I dunno how to read someone like that. Heroes Never Die looked prepped to run Flashpoint, know what I mean? I mean, I liked Izzy. I consider her a friend so it sucked when she left, but when it happened I was like, “oh man, this is when we see the sickest Savannah Taylor we’ve ever seen-- she doesn’t have to wait behind Izzy to go after Karma” and all that, aaaand… I mean… like, none of that happened. She chilled.

Hard shrug.

Evan Envi: I don’t know if I should consider her the biggest threat because of that or a non-threat. It’s shady. But she’s like, this really wormy, but cagey kind of competitor all in one, right? Sooo… probably gonna take the safe route and go with “biggest threat.” I don’t even know if Yun and Heather work here anymore, but Savannah’s the kind of person that just pulls all these tricks-- the whole frickin circus-- right out of her bum. I dunno. We’ll see.

Amanda nods, satisfied with the response, but gestures toward the monitor, which now displays the photos of Ace Watson, Owen Gonsalves, Daniel Widdel, and Kol.

Amanda Johnson: So taking a look at the Vertigo side…

Evan Envi: Frickin’ Owen Gonsalves.

Amanda Johnson: Is that who you would like to see in the finals?

Evan narrows his eyes as he looks at the monitor.

Evan Envi: Ehh. I dunno. I mean. I feel like… if wrestling were like a movie, I would direct matches to look like his matches. Does that make sense? Like I feel like I know his whole skillset really well, but I dunno. Like…

Evan shrugs a little, exhaling.

Evan Envi: Probably gonna be either him or Kol, right? Just… saying. I mean, Ace is cool. He might pull one out and the entire audience would probably hate him forever for it, but he could do it. And Daniel Widdel, wow. Good for him. He must be really happy to be a part of this.

Amanda shakes her head, smirking at somebody out of frame before rolling her eyes back to Evan.

Evan Envi: Okay, so, if I make it to the finals, I would love for it to be Gonsalves, because he has a mouth. Always has something to say on the Twitter box. But I mean-- any of them would be sick, because that’s the person that I’m gonna beat to win the Frontier Lion’s Cup. If it’s Kol… I’ll have to suck it up and step toe to toe with an HKW Hall of Famer for the first time in my life-- so going up against an FGA Hall of Famer in Chandler Scott tonight is a pretty good test, right? Kol’s a beast. He knows he is. But imma get it done. If it’s Ace, then Ace too shall get stomped. Full disclosure, you take Puppers away and Ace is kind of actually intimidating, and the crowd’s gonna be really upset if he’s in the finals and not Owen so-- I dunno. Ace might ride that momentum and just… rage on somebody’s face so… I mean, no matter what, I have to keep my guard up, right?

Amanda Johnson: What about Daniel Widdel?

Evan Envi: Amanda.

Amanda rolls her eyes again and clears her throat.

Evan Envi: Fine. I’m not even gonna make eye contact with any woman that KNOWS Daniel Widdel. Because then he turns into like, Super-Saiyan Widdel. But regular Widdel? Stop.

Amanda Johnson: Anyway. That’s all at Final Frontier, but tonight…

The monitor displays an image of NEON and Envi on one side, Chandler Scott and FGA Undisputed Champion, Johnny Karma on the other. Envi lets out a whistle as he gazes at the image.

Amanda Johnson: Tonight, you and NEON take on Chandler Scott and Johnny Karma. This might be the biggest match you guys have been a part of as a team. There are no championships on the line but the implications are potentially huge.

Evan Envi: Yeah, so…

Envi takes a deep breath.

Evan Envi: I’m STILL heated about Chandler Scott throwing me out of the Gold Rush Rumble and not even taking the thing home. We were the final three in there and I had it, Amanda. I wake up in the middle of the night sweatin’ about that moment sometimes. But like… that was the nature of the match. And I understand that. But I never got an opportunity to avenge any of that. Karma went off to challenge for the Undisputed Championship and Chandler took a match with Fel in one of the main events of All-Star Showdown. I was the iron-man in that Rumble, yet still, somehow not considered anywhere near their level.

Amanda Johnson: In fairness, you took a large amount of time off after All-Star Showdown. Chandler Scott himself constantly questioned why you were wasting your talents on the sidelines instead of performing in the ring.

Evan doesn’t respond to Amanda, choosing for the first time to stay silent, giving her an uneasy look. Seconds pass and Amanda nods a little.

Amanda Johnson: Alright. Well, in order for you to earn a victory over Karma and Scott, you’re gonna need to be on the same page with your tag team partner. Geoff Penzer mentioned two weeks ago that the way you communicated, and even the way you came to the ring separately were both bad signs, and that was against a team less experienced than what you face tonight.

Evan Envi: We have some kinks to work out, but I don’t think the fact that we haven’t been able to decide on some music shows a lack of solidarity. We didn’t even know we were going to be asked to start teaming together again, but we were up for it. We know each other better than we know anyone else on the roster. We trust each other. We train with each other. I mean-- I don’t know what Geoff is looking for, but I think NEON and I are pretty solid.

Amanda Johnson: Well, before we…

Amanda trails off as somebody walks into the office, closing the door behind them. Evan looks up as well as the person passes in front of the camera and pulls up a chair next to the Chief. NEON sits down next to Evan, giving him a bright, almost uncharacteristic smile before turning back to Amanda with a half-scowl. NEON says something, but it’s not picked up.

Amanda Johnson: I guess we need you mic’d up if--

Evan Envi: I got it.

Evan gladly reaches under the back of his shirt to remove the wire. The camera focuses on Amanda, who masterfully hides an annoyed look during the sound of fumbling until we return to Camp Envi. Evan is now the one that can’t be heard as he says something to Amanda, but he turns back to NEON with a smile. NEON points a single finger in Amanda’s direction.

NEON: Hard to look at a tag team when we have people like you scheduling one-on-one interviews with someone scheduled for a tag team main event. And then you want to ask us why we don’t look like a tag team? Are you an idiot?

Amanda gives that same masterful look toward the camera before continuing.

Amanda Johnson: Look--

NEON: No. Tonight, we’re proving our worth as competitors and as a team because the DNA of FGA is getting TKO’d right alongside the champ. Obviously they’re good. But obviously we’re good to be placed in the main event against them regardless of the cute little quips you try to make or the nonsense that comes out of Geoff’s mouth about what kind of team Camp Envi is. Camp Envi HAD a cancer and already cut it out of us. Stop looking toward the past and start looking toward a future where Evan Envi and NEON are standing tall over people like Chandler Scott and Johnny Karma, because that future starts tonight.

She gives Amanda a once-over in disgust.

NEON: And not that you were going to ask, because you’re a horrible journalist, but no, Aria Bankowski and Terrence Tillman don’t hold a candle to me, as you know. Terrence had an adorable couple of runs at champion, but this is just one more failure on a steadily-growing list of failures for Tillman to close out the year. And then Aria Bankowski…

NEON gives Amanda a “whatever” gesture.

NEON: She had all this hype after the draft and so far her biggest FGA moments are squeaking out an inside-cradle victory over Ricky Valero and being lucky enough to be in the winning corner in a tag team match with Kendall, who couldn’t even find her for most of the night. Clearly, you’re looking at your brand new FGA 15 Champion…

She turns, whispering something to Evan. Evan seems to miss the cue-- but NEON slaps his arm, prompting Evan to turn, meeting NEON for a peck on the lips. NEON turns to Amanda, pointing between herself and Evan.

NEON: ...and FGA’s brand new power couple.

Envi shoots raised eyebrows at the camera, but seamlessly transitions into a broad grin as NEON turns toward him. He nods in agreement and the cameras return to Amanda, again hiding her grimace masterfully.

Amanda Johnson: Welp. Tonight in FGA’s main event, it’s Johnny Karma and Chandler Scott against… FGA’s newest power couple. NEON, Evan, thanks for joining me.

NEON rolls her eyes while Evan thanks Amanda back, though un-mic’d, he can’t be heard. We cut away.

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
BROOKFORD vs. Wally Lee

The match started with BROOKFORD immediately trying to walk down Wally Lee. The SCCW prospect kept circling to try and keep his distance from BROOKFORD. But BROOKFORD was eventually able to get Lee within striking distance. BROOKFORD grabbed Lee by the back of the neck with both hands, pulled his head down and then rocked him with a hard knee lift to the chin. The rookie immediately stumbled backwards into the corner. He tried to shake out the cobwebs. But before Lee could find his footing, he found himself a victim to an onslaught of strikes while trapped in the corner. BROOKFORD delivered multiple backhands chops to the chest, followed by a palm strike. He then delivered Mongolian chops to Lee before walloping him with a slap. A back elbow, followed by a discus elbow strike sent Lee staggering out of the corner before dropping down on all fours. Lee was clearly in trouble. But BROOKFORD didn’t give a damn. He ran over and nailed Lee with a punt kick to the chest so hard that it knocked Lee back up to his feet. He then grabbed Lee by the wrist before sending him crumpling to the mat with a short-arm elbow smash. BROOKFORD made the cover. But Lee somehow got his shoulder up at two.

In the third minute, BROOKFORD rocked Lee with trapping headbutts. He then ran into the ropes, came back and turned Lee inside out for a lariat takedown. He went for the cover. Lee somehow got his shoulder up at two and ½. As the match continued, BROOKFORD nailed Lee with three Kesagiri chops to the side of the neck. He then threw out a spinning backfist. But Lee ducked and countered with a knife edge chop. BROOKFORD threw out another backhand chop. But Lee ducked and countered with another knife edge chop of his own. The cheers from the crowd got louder when Lee fired off three more chops. A kick to the gut doubled over BROOKFORD before Lee followed up with a running kneedrop facebuster. Lee made the cover. But BROOKFORD shoved him off after a one count

In the fifth minute, BROOKFORD got back to his feet, only to get knocked through the ropes and to the floor with the Nomisugi Knee. While BROOKFORD shook out the cobwebs, Lee stepped out onto the apron and nailed BROOKFORD with an apron gun, dazing the Problem Solver. Lee got back into the ring and hyped up the crowd before he ran into the far ropes. Upon his return, the crowd gasped and cheered when he went for a handspring over the top moonsault to the outside. But BROOKFORD caught him in mid air and countered with a running powerslam across the edge of the apron. BROOKFORD rolled Lee back inside and made the cover, but Lee got his shoulder up at two and ¾.

During the seventh minute, BROOKFORD had Lee set up for a corner elbow. But Lee met him with a knee to the face, which turned the Problem Solver around. As BROOKFORD staggered away from the corner, Lee ran up from behind to bring him down with the Kotaro Krusher. But on the way down, BROOKFORD slipped out of the way and locked on the LIGHT’S OUT (half nelson choke). BROOKFORD quickly pulled Lee down to the mat and applied the body scissors. With nowhere to go, Lee had no choice but to tap out.

BROOKFORD O || LIGHT’S OUT (7:30) || Wally Lee X

[FGA Office]

Flashpoint cuts backstage, to where the former FGA World Tag Team Champions, The Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad, are standing, finalizing their preparations ahead of their upcoming match against the SCCW wrestlers. Both Dan and Peaches are ready dressed in their ring attire - with Peaches also wearing a Raleigh Renegades t-shirt - and still look a little flustered after the encounter in Hadley’s office.

Peaches: I think they just love the sound of their own voices.

Dan Herrera: That’s...entirely possible. But Smart Style know how well they performed in the Dynamic Duos, and Hadley would be making a mistake if she just let Brandon Macdonald sign them without a fight.  

Peaches: Bring ‘em here for all I care, makes it easier for us to kick their asses!

Their conversation, however, is interrupted by the arrival of interviewer, Amanda Johnson.

Amanda Johnson: Hey guys. We all saw what happened earlier tonight in Hadley’s office, with yourself, The Chaotics, and Smart Style all staking a claim at the titles. But how does that affect you going into your match later?

Peaches: Don’t worry, Amanda, we’ll be ready for Ricky & Charlotte later--

Dan Herrera: Charlie.

He interrupts Peaches in order to correct her.

Peaches: Ain’t that what I said?

Dan Herrera: You said Charlotte. I know, Charlie’s short for Charlotte, but it’s what she’s called. Either way, by the time the bell rings to start that match we’ll be focused on the task at hand, Amanda.

Amanda Johnson: Good to hear. They’ve been making waves down in SCCW lately, defeating the current tag champs, Adam & Chino, as well as The Jones Sisters.

Peaches: We saw that. Damn impressive matches, even if they squeaked that victory over the champs. And we saw ‘em over there on Vertigo last weekend, giving Pedro & Maritza a challenge.

Dan Herrera: And we know Pedro & Maritza are far from a pushover, so credit where credit’s due. Ricky & Charlie are sure to be a challenge - but the Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad has never backed down from a challenge befor---

Ricky Vega: Sooo, this is the Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad… don’t look so fierce in person, don't ya think Charlie?

The interruption comes courtesy of Ricky Vega himself, as he and his tag team partner stroll onto the scene. The SCCW wrestlers take their place on the opposite side of Amanda Johnson, smirking as Charlie takes her cue to speak.

Charlie Blooms: No, not really, in fact they look almost like they're worried because they know that tonight they have to go up against a real tag team. You know, a team that can produce some results, like beating them inside of the ring.

Dan and Peaches look at each other in shock, before turning back to their opponents. Peaches fluffs up her ‘mane’, trying to look more fierce as she speaks up.

Peaches: Oh no they didn’t!

Dan Herrera: I like the confidence, guys. Really I do. Now, we know you’ve had some good results lately, but let's not get ahead of ourselves here.

Peaches: We’ve got a title shot to earn, an’ that mean we ain’t allowed to lose to you guys. Not tonight. But you put up a good show tonight an’ we’ll make sure you’re given a shot when we get those belts back. How ‘bout that?

Ricky Vega: We’ll see, chica. We’ll see…

The smirking pair of Ricky and Charlie back away, with him making a belt motion around his waist, as the PCLAS and Amanda Johnson are left behind as the show cuts to commercial.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

★★★ RECORDED EARLIER ★★★

The video feed crackles to life, fading in from the black and white static. As the scene fades in, it is clearly evident that the scene is not in the backstage area of the Huntington Center. Far from it. It is clear from the somewhat trademark purple and gold paint that the camera is situated somewhere within the confines of the famous Staples Center in Los Angeles, California. As the camera shifts slightly to the right, they spot the figure of Savannah Taylor leaning up against the wall. She is clad in her wrestling attire, only instead of the black and pink pattern that she usually favors, her top and tights are emblazoned with an intricate red, white, and blue design, representing the United States flag. She glances over at the camera and pushes herself off of the wall.

Savannah Taylor: Greetings, Flashpoint viewers. Unfortunately, I am not able to be in Ohio tonight in person. As you can see, I am clearly within the confines of the Staples Center due to a prior engagement. But I wanted to take the time and address a couple of things to you, the FGA faithful.

You could almost hear the sarcasm dripping from her voice as she tries her hardest to keep from rolling her eyes.

Savannah Taylor: The Frontier Lions Cup and already I’ve heard the rumors. I’ve heard the gossip. People are questioning my placement in this tournament. They are questioning how I managed to beat NEON. Hell, I have even heard the tried and true rants about how I won’t be able to do anything without backup or assistance. To each and every one of you, and there are many, I have a little message for you all.

She holds up her pointer, middle and ring fingers on both hands to the camera and mouths ‘read between the lines’ before dropping them to her sides.

Savannah Taylor: I don’t need anyone’s help to win this damn tournament. I don’t need anyone sticking their nose into my matches on my behalf. I could fill a book with the reasons why I don’t need people like the recently released Izzy Anders to interfere, or in much of anything in my life, but that is a story for another time. Even a network like FX has its limits on what can and cannot be said. My point is that while everyone who is left has something to prove and while everyone left feels that they HAVE to be the winner and that they HAVE to prove to people that they deserve this, there is only one person in this entire field who HAS to win. There is only one person who HAS something to to prove, only it isn’t to everyone out there. That one person…...is me. Go ahead and tell me I’m wrong. Go ahead and tell me that it’s impossible. I’ll be waiting for you at the finish line.

She pauses for a second before smoothing down her loose blonde curls.

Savannah Taylor: It’s just a shame that my quarterfinals opponent is something of a wounded animal right now. You can’t exactly disagree with me there, can you, Stryker? I saw what happened on Vertigo. Such a damn shame what happened to you, truly it is. You’re pissed off. You’re upset. You want to rip the head off of the next person who steps into an FGA ring and faces you. Let me just stop you right there. There is no way on God’s green and holy Earth that I am allowing you to get past me and onto the next round. Not happening. You’ve already made a name for yourself with the 15 championship and your failed attempt and claiming the Pride Championship. A championship that SOME of us are still waiting on a rematch for, but hey, who keeps track of that stuff, right?

She says while pursing her lips together, clearly annoyed over the current situation but trying her best to not go off on a rant that would cause the network sensor button to go into overdrive.

Savannah Taylor: I want you to do something for me, Brian. I know you’re mind is on other things, but I want you to allow me this one request. I want you to find a monitor backstage or even curl up in front of the television screen in your hotel room. I want you to find a stream of what is taking place later tonight here in Los Angeles. I want you to see what I am about to do later on. Then when you have finished watching, I want you to sit back and ask yourself one simple question. Will further humiliation and defeat really be worth it? See you in Albany…..Dad.

With that being said, Savannah waves her fingers at the camera and walks off in another direction as the scene cuts off and switches to ringside.

[FGA Office]

★★★ TAG TEAM MATCH ★★★
Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad vs. Ricky Vega & Charlie Blooms

The former World Tag Team Champs started off controlling the action. Herrera bumped Vega around the ring after a pair of running shoulder blocks. An irish whip resulted in Vega coming back and getting a back body drop for a count of two. A tag out to Peaches followed, who gave Vega a trio of arm wrenches before tagging Herrera back in. Once the power of PLAS returned to the ring, he gave Vega a trio of arm wrenches of his own. However, after the last arm wrench, the crowd booed when Vega popped him with a right hand. With Herrera a bit stunned, Vega ran into the ropes. When he returned, Herrera brought him down with a Samoan Drop for a count of two.

A tag out to Peaches occurred as the match continued in minute four. PLAS sent the SCCW prospect into the ropes. Upon his return, Herrera brought him down with a drop toe hold. Peaches was quick to follow with an elbow drop to the back for a count of two. The Peach State Cutie brought Vega into the corner and gave him a series of knife edge chops. She went to follow up with an irish whip. But it was reversed by Vega. After Peaches crashed into the corner, he ran across the ring to follow up. But he was blocked by a back elbow, then knocked back by a forearm strike. While Vega tried to shake out the cobwebs, Peaches saw her opening and quickly took it. The crowd cheered when Peaches climbed to the top turnbuckle. She signalled for the Booty Drop (top rope seated senton). But before she could hop off, she saw Charlie Blooms coming across the apron out of the corner of her eye. So Peaches lept off the top turnbuckle… and brought Blooms down with a missile dropkick that knocked her off the apron!

The crowd continued to cheer when Peaches got up and played to them on the outside. When she turned around, Vega knocked her down with a suicide dive through the ropes. The boos continued when Vega & Blooms brought her down with a double vertical suplex onto the floor. Peaches writhed in pain while Vega rolled himself back into the ring. Herrera made his way over to check on his partner. But the ref blocked him and motioned for him to get back into his corner. While Herrera and the ref argued, Blooms & Vega planted Peaches with a double DDT on the outside. Vega brought the action back inside and made the cover. But it only got two.

In minute six, Blooms got in the ring and got the advantage on Peaches. She planted the Peach State Cutie with a hammerlock DDT for two. A running bulldog also got a two count. Blooms lifted Peaches up for a Tiger Bomb. But Peaches countered with multiple punches to the head. She then spun around on Blooms’ shoulder, flipped back and spiked her with a reverse hurricanrana. Peaches tried to crawl towards her corner while Blooms was down. But Vega dragged her back across the ring and delivered a leg drop across the back of the neck. Blooms came to and made the cover. But it only got two. She then placed Peached in a chinlock. Blooms cinched in the hold and tried to get Peaches to submit. But Peaches fought through the pain. She then battled back to her feet and nailed Blooms with three elbows to the midsection. With the hold broken, Peaches ran into the ropes. But Vega nailed her with a high kick to the back of the head. The crowd booed when Peaches stumbled back over to Blooms, who doubled her over with a kick to the midsection before bringing her down with a Tiger Bomb. The ref slid into place and made the count. ONE, TWO, T-NO! Herrera dove over and made the save!

In the tenth minute, Vega was brought back in with a tag. The SCCW duo sent Peaches into the ropes with an irish whip. When she returned, Vega & Blooms went for a double back body drop. But Peaches countered with a double DDT. The crowd exploded with cheers when Peaches dove over and tagged Herrera back in. During the eleventh minute, Herrera ran wild with multiple clothesline on both prospects. Herrera went for a irish whip. But Vega reversed. When Herrera returned, he went for a spear. Vega successfully leapt over Herrera. But Herrera ended up spearing Blooms! Vega was then whipped into the corner. After Peaches got back into the ring, PLAS delivered Up & AT Em (Poetry in Motion) to Vega. Vega was then lifted up onto Herrera’s shoulder as Peaches climbed to the top turnbuckle. PLAS delivered a Doomsday Missile Dropkick before Herrera made the pin for the ONE, TWO, THREE!

Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad O || Doomsday Missile Dropkick (11:52) || Ricky Vega & Charlie Blooms X

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Gregory Murphy: There's no if's, or but's, about it. My client, is what's gonna push this brand ahead of Vertigo.

A training montage plays. A young pale skinned man can be seen laying into a punch bag like a ton of bricks. He's ferocious with his strikes, tape wrapped around his hands and wrists, head down and topless as sweat slivers down his body.

Gregory Murphy: What is it that's separating Vertigo from Flashpoint, right now? Ethic. The kids on Vertigo, they have this insane tenacity, this work ethic that makes the brand cohesive as a whole, it makes it formidable from the core bulk of the guys and gals, to the bottom feeders - who aren't even bottom feeders, they're just preparing for their chance to shine. On this brand, they don't have the same personalities. They don't want it bad enough.

Gregory's attention is away from the camera, presumably there's an interviewer on one side of the camera and that's who Gregory is talking to. He's dressed smart like he always is, a dark grey suit, pink shirt and horrible looking patterned tie but somehow he's managed to pull it off. He has his hands clasped together and a look of optimism cemented on his face.

We return to a footage of his client, who's now in the four sided ring with an individual who's much bigger than he is.

Gregory Murphy: But that's about to change. My client, is about to change things around here for the good. You see, he's not like any other "professional wrestler" you've ever seen before. Alright, he's not your conventional tough guy, he doesn't look like it either. He just looks like a regular guy that you'd maybe pass at a Walmart. Or I don't know, you'll bump into on the subway. But you know the old saying. "Looks can be deceiving."

On the footage, his client is relentlessly laying strikes on this much larger individual, who's fallen to his knee's following a hefty kick to the quad's. His client then delivers an almighty kick to the head that knocks the opponent down and out.

Gregory Murphy: He's a man that doesn't talk a lot. But he doesn't have to. He does his talking, each and every time he steps into that ring. He's a man, who possesses a set of skills that are unmatchable. You won't find anyone on that roster, who'll be able to coincide with his style of wrestling. He invented his own style.

His arm is raised and the camera focuses on his face, emotionless.

Gregory Murphy: And when he comes to Flashpoint, he's bringing that style. He's bringing that pizzazz. He's bringing, that package that not one else has, or is even close to having and he's going to elevate this brand, to the top. He's a hitman ready for hire. But he's coming for all of them. Every single, one of them.

We're now back on Gregory Murphy, who turns from the interviewer and looks at the camera, a smirk upon his lips.

--- COMING SOON TO FLASHPOINT: LIAM RICHARDSON ---

[FGA Office]

Amanda Johnson: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am backstage with "The Bullet" Robbie Black, who tonight is in singles action with Nate Bristow. Of course Robbie, always a pleasure. But let's get to it, Final Frontier you're up against Mark Storm who's coming off some impressive wins as of late. How do you think tonight will help you facing someone like Nate Bristow?

Robbie Black: Sugar, it's always - a pleasure.

Black clasps his hands together and grins from ear to ear whilst Amanda blushes, smiling back at him. Black then takes off his shades and folds them before placing them into the pocket of his suit jacket.

Robbie Black: Nate Bristow is one tough SOB. That's preparation enough for the challenge that waits for me at Final Frontier. I mean sure, Storm's got the history in this promotion, he's got more wins and experience and all of that mumbo jumbo but none of that is gonna matter when he steps into the ring with me. Bristow ain't gonna be easy, I know that. But he's a step in the right direction in the journey I'm embarking on. I'm ready when it comes to the mind. I'm ready when it comes to the physicality that's going to be brought to this much. I'm ready to go and I'm fired up, ya feel me?

Amanda Johnson: Mark's spoken a lot about how you're someone that doesn't deserve to be up against him. You're someone who hasn't "earned his stripes" he actually tweeted a couple of nights back. What do you think of those comments made by Storm?

Robbie laughs.

Robbie Black: Amanda baby, Mark Storm - is all talk. That's all he is, and that's all he'll ever be. Sure, he can grapple and throw guys around, fly high and get really intimate with his technical bullshit. But the man's delusional. He tells me I haven't earned my stripes. This is coming from a man who's built a reputation as a flee. A man who runs at the first sight of trouble. Sure, he's had some great matches here and I admit, he probably does deserve something at the end of it. But when he did deserve it, he ran away. Every single damn time, my man comes up in here, makes a scene and the next thing you know, he goes ghost! He decides, you know - I don't want this! You wanna know what that tells me about Mark Storm?

Averting his eyes away from Amanda, he looks at the camera.

Robbie Black: It tells me that he's a coward. It tells me that he's a hypocrite. It tells me that at the first sight of trouble, hell at the first sign of success even, he takes his foot off the gas completely and decides, hell - I don't need this! I don't want this! And the difference baby, I need this! I want this! Mark Storm talks the talk and gets halfway across the runway, before tripping up and thinkin' shiettttttt - hope nobody saw that! I'm so embarrassed. He runs off into the sunset, living for another day to make a return from the dead. I ain't runnin' from nothin'! Yo, I ain't ever ran from nothin' but the police! I ain't gonna from Mark Storm. You know where I'm at, b. And at Final Frontier, they ain't gonna be no running from you. No running away from the inevitable bullet, that's gonna be pointing right, at -

He motions his hand into a gun and points it toward the camera.

Robbie Black: You.

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Nate Bristow vs. Robbie Black

The match started off with Bristow and Black trading strikes. But the stronger Bristow was eventually able to overpower Black with European Uppercuts into the corner. A reversal on an irish whip attempt sent Bristow into the ropes. But when he came back, he tackled Black to the mat with a Lou Thesz and followed up with punches to the face.

In the second minute, Bristow brought Black back into the corner and slammed him face-first into the top turnbuckle. A trio of chops echoed throughout the arena before he whipped Black into the opposite corner. Bristow ran across the ring to attack, but he got knocked back by a boot to the face. While Bristow was dazed, Black followed up with a front dropkick off the second ropes for two count.

Black stayed in control for a bit, delivering more forearm strikes, then a big boot. The Bullet stepped back before he fired off a European Uppercut that sent Bristow through the ropes and to the floor. While Bristow tried to pick himself up, Black ran into the far ropes. When Black returned, Bristow quickly slid back in and knocked him down with a falling clothesline for a two count.

Bristow stayed in control during minute four, hitting an inverted headlock backbreaker, followed by a slingshot suplex for a two count. After an irish whip into the corner, Bristow nailed Black with a corner elbow smash and sent him slumping down with mudhole stomps. A foot choke was applied before barely being released by the time the ref reached five. The ref warned Bristow, but he paid the ref no mind. He then threw out a short-arm lariat. But Black was able to duck. When Bristow turned around, Black caught him with a roundhouse kick before knocking him down with the Elimination Lariat (high impact short-range lariat). He made the cover, but only got a count of two.

The match waged on with Black returning after getting an irish whip reversed. He came back with a spinning heel kick. But Bristow caught him before delivering a modified backbreaker for two. Bristow had Black set up for a turnbuckle powerbomb when Black countered with punches to the face. Black then slipped down in front of Bristow and threw out another roundhouse kick. This time, Bristow ducked and went for a belly to back suplex. But Black rolled over his shoulder, landed on his feet and doubled him over with a high impact backfist to the back of the head before bringing him down with a leg drop bulldog. A leg drop to the back of the head got Black a two count. In the tenth minute, Black whipped Bristow into the ropes. When Bristow returned, Black brought him down with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker before delivering the Bulletproof Bomb (double underhook sitout powerbomb) for the ONE, TWO, THREE!

Nate Bristow O || Bulletproof Bomb (10:39) || Robbie Black X

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Taking a few minutes to sit down and clear his head prior to his match later this evening, Johnny Karma enjoys the amenities available backstage at the Huntington Center as he takes a seat just behind the curtain leading to the arena so he can hear the crowd for tonight's show

Johnny Karma: Usually when I'm here, or most of the roster for that matter, it's because of one of two things.  It's either because I'm getting ready to walk out there, or because I'm making my way backstage once my match is done.  Most of us don't like hanging out here for too long for all manner of reasons, most obviously because you're going to run the risk of bumping into somebody psyching themselves up before they head down to the ring or somebody who isn't in a talkative mood as they come backstage a minute or so after the guy who got their hand raised.  Also there's the fact that at least 70% of the people standing here before they head out into the arena are making sure their ring gear isn't riding too high on places people don't want their ring gear riding too high, especially when they're seconds away of a large number of people at ringside and watching on TV noticing there's a life or death struggle between the wrestler's tuches and their ring gear taking place at the same time as the match they're supposed to be having.  Trust me, we've all been there...

Karma cannot help but wince at a half-remembered memory he thought he'd suppressed

Johnny Karma: It's the second part that's on my mind, though, the part where people come back through the curtain second.  Some of them are disappointed, some of them are angry, and some of them are trying to work out how they conspired to lose the match.  But then there’s the ones that can’t even get back here on their own, as they need to be helped out of the ring and into the backstage area because their body’s taken so much abuse that it can’t function.  Sometimes it’s because two people had to leave everything in the ring and they had nothing left, sometimes it’s because they took so much punishment that they’re a wreck, and then there’s those times where somebody decides to “send a message” and that means they get a few friends and attack somebody, either because the poor ben zona in the ring just happened to be in the way before their random attack, or they’re looking to soften them up for a match later on.  And you wonder which version of events I have more experience with…

As Karma gives a knowing – yet rueful - shrug to camera, Cherry Baum comes to join him

Cherry Baum: So what’cha thinking?

Johnny Karma: Just thinking about how different things are between walking back through here first or second.

Cherry Baum: So not about the time you got so hyped up for a match that you pulled your trunks on too tight and had to compete with a self-wedgie?

Karma theatrically frowns in mock-disapproval in Cherry’s direction, going so far as to make a show of folding his arms and shaking his head in an exaggerated manner, and in response she does her best angelic look to plead innocence

After a moment, the two return to their more natural stances and Karma continues

Johnny Karma: The thing I couldn’t help but remember is the number of times I’ve been coming back through the curtains second, not because of whether I won or lost, but because I’d had a bunch of people jump me in the ring and leaving me for proverbially dead.  I’m sure that there’s probably a supercut on Youtube of every beatdown I’ve been on the receiving end of, although I do hope it doesn’t have a dubstep soundtrack.

Cherry Baum: Eww…

Johnny Karma: What people fail to understand is that there comes a point where sending a message no longer sends a message, because instead of being a move that strikes fear into the heart of the intended victim it just becomes part of the 9-to-5 routine.  Get to work, grab a cup of coffee, play a couple of dozen games of Solitaire as you pretend to do some work, spend too long making a decision at Subway before ordering the same thing you do every single lunchtime, have three people beat you down, call the IT department because your internet dropped out again.  Eventually you get to the point that you’re sick and tired of having a couple of people help you to the back not because you feel helpless, but you’re sick and tired because you’ve experienced the same ol’ drek countless times before.

Letting out a deep breath, Karma is briefly distracted by a loud crowd response and can’t help but see if he can get a peek at what is happening in the ring

Johnny Karma: That’s the mistake it hasn’t occurred to The New Murder than they’re making.  Not only are they creating a fair number of people who are going to be looking for a receipt at their expense, but they think that they’re using some never-before-seen tactic that is guaranteed to work against me, in spite of so much evidence to the contrary.  That’s why their plan at Vertigo didn’t go to plan, because it was so obvious what they were up to there was no element of surprise at all – at least, no surprise on the part of Harter, Molly, Bond and everyone else who is definitely not there to try and make Dom Harter feel successful.  The part where both I and Lowri Moss got involved, that was the surprise, because they never considered it would ever happen.  That’s the difference between attacking opponents because you can’t think of anything else to do and making an actual statement, and that’s also the reason there’s a third reason to be the second person through that curtain: because the first person through the curtain didn’t walk through victorious, they ran because they knew what would happen if they stuck around in the ring.  People running for the hills such as Dom Harter, Molly Reid, Chris Bond…not Jaelynn Ramsey, though, the three of them left her behind because The New Murder care about all their members equally…or something.

Cherry Baum: Or they thought she’d slow them down because of her bum leg, and they needed one hell of a head start to get out of there.  Whatever.

Johnny Karma: I know I’ve heard a bunch of people saying I need backup, since the only time I ever saw somebody successfully take on an army single-handed was in that well-known documentary Wolfenstein: The New Order, but people miss the point that there comes a point where an army stretches itself too thin and has to fight on more fronts than they can handle.  How many are The New Murder fighting on right now?  Three?  Four?  That’s not a unified force, that’s four people fighting four different battles at the same time – and that’s what we saw happen the other night, as those battles came to them and not the other way ‘round.

Leaning back and stretching, Karma has a thought

Johnny Karma: On the subject of whether or not a group are unified, and since I’ll be facing them later tonight, what’s going on with Camp Envi?  Not that long ago they had a unified purpose and it worked, but now it’s like they want different things and can’t agree on a course of action.  I hope this doesn’t extend to deep seated disagreements on when one of you should tag in while the other should tag out as it would be awkward for everyone involved, including your opponents – but if you don’t want to be walking through that curtain second, kvetching at one another the whole time, you need to get that straight with one another.  Because that’s the thing with me and Chandler Scott: we might have not seen eye-to-eye on…let’s just say a long list of things over the years, but we both agree that Camp Envi should not be winning this evening and we’ll both demonstrate there’s a reason there’s a Hall of Famer and the reigning Undisputed Champion standing across the ring from them.  That’s all there is to it: a singular focus with no schlock tactics to try and “send a message” that, unsurprisingly, is going to be more than enough while sending an actual message to Dom Harter & Friends which they keep missing no matter how obvious it is.

[FGA Office]

Amanda Johnson: It's Amanda Johnson here and with me right now is one of the participants in tonight's main event, Chandler Scott!

The crowd roars with cheers when the FGAce steps into the picture. He greets the camera with a smile before turning his attention to the interview.

Amanda Johnson: Chandler, you're scheduled to team with Noelle Smith and El Stravito against Thy Kingdom Come at Final Frontier. But first, I'd like to talk about tonight's tag team match where you and Johnny Karma will be taking on Camp Envi! You and Karma are not a full-time tag team by any stretch of the imagination. Will the two of you be able to get on the same page?

Chandler smirks as he rubs chin.

Chandler Scott: I understand your concern, Amanda. I also understand the thoughts of the people in the stands and even at home. How in the world are Johnny Karma and Chandler Scott going to work as a team? It's a good question. Back in the Spring, Johnny Karma beat me in the middle of the ring. He then eliminated me last to win the Gold Rush Rumble and went on to challenge for the Undisputed Championship. Then, after chasing that title all Summer and finally winning it, his first challenger was yours truly. They put him against arguably the toughest challenger you could have given him on the first show after his big win. And guess what? He won.

The crowd roars with cheers at Karma's first successful defense as champion. A "JOHNY KARMA!" chant eventually breaks it. Chandler smirks while letting the chant die down before continuing.

Chandler Scott: He retained his championship. Amanda, I'm not going to lie to you. I'm not going to lie to the people or even Karma himself. I definitely feel a certain way about losing that match. I definitely feel a certain way about losing three times in a row to a man whose number I used to have. Now, he has my number. And that's doesn't particularly sit all that well with me. I, much like every other singles wrestler in FGA, would love to be in his position. But if you're asking me if I'm going to hang karma out to dry? I'm not. I won't let him fend for himself. I won't drop off the apron when he's desperately trying to make a tag. Me and Karma? We've got a lot of history. And for a lot of that history, there hasn't been a lot of good will being shown back and forth. There hasn't been a lot of pleasantries expressed between the two of us. But that was then. Now? We may not be the best of friends. We may not even be friends. But what we are two men that have the utmost respect for each other.

The crowd roars with cheers once more.

Chandler Scott: We may not be a well-oiled machine. But we are two men that are at the tops of their games. And I believe that will be enough to defeat the so-called "new and improved" Camp Envi.

Chandler Scott: See, Amanda. The question shouldn't be if Karma and I could coexist. The question should be... can Camp Envi?

Chandler continues.

Chandler Scott: The question should be are Evan Envi and the woman that wears the pants in Campi Envi, Neon, on the same page? Because if you ask me, Amanda, I'm sensing a little trouble with the two of them. I'm sensing all sorts of strife coming from The Camp. Sure, he may have a few more EVANgelists on his side. Sure, he's been racking up big wins in singles competition as of late. And good for him. But every time I look back and rewatch past Flashpoints, I can see the tension in the air. I know you see it and I know the people see it. Camp Envi, they know each other like the back of their hands. I've got no doubt that the two of them could beat most of the teams here in FGA. But if they aren't on the same page? Then that spells bad news for them... and great news for me and the Champ.

Amanda Johnson: Well two people you will definitely be on the same page with are Noelle Smith and El Stravito, who you will be teaming with at Final Frontier.

Chandler nods.

Chandler Scott: Exactly. I remember a couple of weeks  ago when Ricky Valero was out here whining and crying to the world. I forget which exact rant it was. It's pretty easy to get them confused, you know. But I believe he said something to the effect of..."Why is Chandler Scott still a thing?"

Chandler snickers at the thought.

Chandler Scott: Why is Chandler Scott still a thing. Heh, it's because I'm one of the best at this sport, that's why.

The crowd roars with cheers. Meanwhile, Chandler shakes his head at Valero's ridiculous question.

Chandler Scott: See, that's the difference between me and you, Rick. People know me for being  a great wrestler. You're greatest claim to fame is sleeping with your ex-partner's sister. You want to know why people come to or come back to FGA to face me on their retirement tour? It's because whether they love me or hate me, at the end of the day, they respect me. You want to know why no one is asking to face you on their retirement tour? You want to know why no one wants their last match to be against you? Hmmm? It's because no one respects a coward.

Chandler Scott: You see, you talked all that trash for weeks and months on end. As soon as I come to the aid of Noelle and Strav in the parking lot, you go running. Two weeks ago, I come to this ring when you and your two suck boys were putting the boots to Noelle And Strav. What do you do? You run away. Again! And lo and behold, you've been as quiet as a church mouse ever since. I've never doubted your ability, Rick. Everyone knows you're gifted. But what I do doubt... is your heart. You love to be a bully. But when that bully gets stepped to by someone that he can't push around, he steps off. And that's exactly what you've done the last two times I've been in your vicinity. Well guess what, Rick? There's no more running at Final Frontier. When Noelle and Strav take care of Bristow & Barnes, there will be no one left for you to hide behind. It never even had to come to this. We would have never had issues had you simply kept my name out of your mouth. Well at Final Frontier? My name being in your mouth will be the least of your concerns. Get ready, Rick, because in three weeks? It's Game Time.

[FGA Office]

★★★ TAG TEAM MATCH ★★★
The Chaotics vs. Smart Style

Before the match was even officially underway, things were heated between the two sides. Specifically, Mark Bisley and Logan Alexander. The two continued their argument from earlier while Ashlyn De Luca piped in every few seconds with an adlib after Alexander made a point. However, all four grapplers’ attention was turned to the entranceway when “Dangerous Business Since 1979” blasted over the PA. Out from the back stepped the former World Tag Team Champions, the Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad, to a big pop from the crowd. Instead of making their way into the ring, the duo circled the ring and head over towards’ the announce table. Herrera took a quick scan of the participants before making a beeline to the table. Meanwhile, Peaches made it a point to point at De Luca. De Luca responded by narrowing her eyes at the Peach State Cutie. PLAS didn’t grab a pair of headphones. Instead, they were there to simply scout The Chaotics, not join in on commentary.

The match got officially underway with chain wrestling between Alexander and Bisley. A series of reversals ended with Bisley bringing Alexander down with a side headlock takeover. Alexander ended up reversing into a headscissors. However, Bisley was able to escape with a kip up.

The two continued to trade holds throughout minute three until Alexander was whipped into the ropes. Upon his return, Bisley threw out a superkick. But Alexander caught his foot. He then spun Bisley’s leg away from him. When Bisley returned, Alexander doubled him over with a kick to the midsection and set him up for the Chaotic Shockwave (Implant DDT). But before he could deliver the move, Bisley rolled out, wrenched Alexander’s arm and connected with a hook kick for the count of two. Shintaro Majima was then tagged in during the fifth minute. He quickly sent Alexander into the ropes with an irish when. When Alexander returned, Majima brought him down with a drop toe hold before Bisley followed up with a Lionsault across the back. Majima pulled him over and made a lateral press, but it only got a count of two.

The Strong Style Savior brought the action into the Smart Style corner during minute six. After Bisley quickly got back into the ring, Bisley and Majima alternated between knife edge chops and backhand chops to Alexander. ShiMa then sent Alexander slumping down in the corner with Mongolian Chops before following up with the Noshinto (running knee strike to cornered opponent). He made the cover, but it only got two.

Bisley was tagged back in during minute seven. Smart Style went for a Pop Up (by Majima) into a superkick (from Bisley). But Alexander ended up catching Bisley’s foot on the way down. Alexander then swung Bisley’s leg over to Majima. After Majima caught Bisley’s leg, Alexander knocked him down with a superkick before knocking Bisley down with a superkick of his own. He then brought Majima into the Chaotics corner before tagging De Luca in. The crowd exploded with cheers when the multi-company champ entered the ring. After a double step-up enzuigiri, The Chaotics delivered an inverted atomic drop/stiff lariat combo for a count of two. Tag back out to Alexander before The Chaotics delivered a russian leg sweep/single knee lungblower for another two count. After a tag back out to De Luca, Alexander got Majima in position for a German Suplex. But Majima countered with a back elbow to the face. He then knocked De Luca to the outside with a big boot before tossing Alexander through the ropes. After Bisley got in, Smart Style knocked The Chaotics down with a stereo suicide dive/elbow suicida!

Bisley was the legal man during minute ten. He doubled over De Luca with a rolling solebutt kick before bringing her down with a snap suplex for a two count. A bridging northern lights suplex also got a count of two. Bisley whipped De Luca into the corner before charging in to attack. Twice De Luca knocked him back with a boot to the face. After the second boot, De Luca ran out of the corner to attack. But Bisley threw her down with an overhead belly to belly suplex for a count of two!

Tag out to Majima in minute twelve. While Majima remained on the apron, Bisley wrapped his arm around De Luca’s legs before Smart Style delivered a catapult/slingshot shoulder block combination! ShiMa made the cover. But it only got a count of two. He set up De Luca for a Uranage when De Luca countered with multiple elbows to the side of the head. With the hold broken, De Luca countered with a standing Tornado DDT for a count of two! A tag out to Alexander in the fourteenth minute occurred. The Chaotics delivered a running double dropkick for a count of two. Alexander then delivered a snap suplex, followed by a pendulum backbreaker, followed by a russian leg sweep capped off by an elbow drop off the second rope for a count of two. An irish whip reversal sent Alexander into the ropes. Upon his return, ShiMa brought him down with a Uragaeshi (STO to running opponent)! He made the cover. But it only got a count of two.

Smart Style remained in control during minute sixteen after a Bakumatsu (springboard lariat/powerbomb bombo)! Bisley, who was now the legal man, made the cover. ONE! TWO! TH-NO! De Luca dove over and broke up the pin. After an irish whip into the corner, Bisley nailed Alexander with shoot kicks to the chest. However, Alexander ended up catching the last kick. After Alexander dragged him from out of the corner, Bisley threw out an enzuigiri. But Alexander ducked and quickly transitioned into the Perfect Chaos Theory (Edgecator)!!! The crowd exploded with cheers while Bisley howled in pain. Alexander continued to fight for the submission when Majima entered the ring. Majima nearly broke up the submission before De Luca sent him flying into the corner with a running front dropkick. De Luca ran over to follow up. But Majima ducked and dumped her over the top rope. De Luca landed safely on the apron. But she was promptly knocked off with a forearm smash. Before Majima turned around, Alexander let go of Bisley, ran up behind The Strong Style Savior and planted him with the Chaotic Shockwave (inverted Implant DDT)! When Alexander turned around, Bisley doubled him over with a rolling solebutt kick. He then lifted Alexander up across his shoulder before hitting the Blind Destiny (Canadian backbreaker rack dropped into a double knee gutbuster)! Bisley made the cover. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Alexander got his foot on the bottom rope!

In minute twenty one, Bisley brought Alexander down with Greetings From The Twin Cities (hangman’s neckbreaker over the knee)! Bisley stepped out, walked across the ring and made his climb up the turnbuckles. Once near the rop, Alexander ran into the corner, ran up to the middle ropes, grabbed Bisley and brought him down with a superplex. The crowd went wild after the successful desperation maneuver. While Bisley was sprawled out on the mat, Alexander slowly turned over and crawled over towards De Luca. De Luca stretched her arm out as much as she could while Alexander scratched and clawed his way across the canvas. He was about to make the tag when Bisley dragged him back to the center of the ring! He pulled up Alexander and whipped him into the ropes. When Alexander returned, he brought Bisley down with the Chaotic Shockwave (STO)! As soon as Alexander returned to his feet, Majima came in and threw out the Kurimuzon Kasai (lariat). But Alexander ducked and countered with the Stryke Force (Ace Crusher)! Alexander returned to his feet, dove over and tagged out to De Luca!!!

De Luca ran wild in the twenty fifth minute, knocking Bisley down with a diving moonsault for a count of two! A roundhouse kick, followed by a running hurricanrana also got a two count! A dazed Bisley was then hit with the Syxx Kick (running double spinning wheel kick), which knocked him through the ropes and to the floor! As Bisley tried to pick himself up on the outside, Peaches could be seen standing up from her seat and giving him a mock round of applause. This caused Bisley to turn his attention to one half of the former Tag Champs. As soon as Bisley got in Peaches’ face, Herrera leapt up from his seat. This brought over Majima, who confronted Herrera. De Luca saw this all unfold and quickly became annoyed. So she rolled to the outside, grabbed Bisley by the arm from behind and spun him towards her. De Luca quickly followed up with a punch. But Bisley ducked, causing Peaches to get struck with the blow! An “OOOOH” made it’s way around the ring. When Peaches turned back to De Luca with a scowl, all hell broke loose between Peaches, De Luca, Majima and Herrera! The ref quickly called for the bell and threw out the match. Bisley tried to help Majima get a two-on-one advantage. But he was spun around and punched by Alexander! The crowd went wild as all three teams went at it! The ringside brawl continued until officials and referees ran down and separated the three teams!

The Chaotics X || NO CONTEST (27:58) || Smart Style X

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★