Flashpoint (01.26.19)

[FGA Office]

CO-MAIN EVENT
★★★ 15 CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH ★★★
(c) Kendall Kingham vs. Sloan Talbot

The first few bars of “God’s Gonna Cut You Down” begin to play as the lights pulsate in time with the music. Slowly the curtains part, and Sloan Talbot steps through - his pace slow and methodical.

“You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down...”

Sloan runs a hand through his hair as he makes his way down the aisle, a stoic expression on his face.

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit and it is for the FGA 15 CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger! From Saint Michel, Monaco! Weighing in at 247 pounds… SLOAN TALBOT!

Completely ignoring the fans either side of him Talbot reaches ringside, placing a knee on the apron before pulling himself up using the middle rope. He takes a quick glance around the arena before stepping into the ring and making his way to the corner.

Geoff Penzer: Sloan Talbot met his match against Kendall Kingham at Final Frontier! The Hell’s Kitchen native was able to knock off Talbot and win back the 15 Championship! But now she has to go right back to war with him once agai!. Kingham’s been in the ring against Talbot twice. She knows what those battles have taken out of her. Does she have enough left to survive Talbot’s onslaught here tonight?

The lights drop, and multi-colored ones start strobing around as "Professional Griefers" starts up to the cheers of the crowd. Kendall Kingham emerges into sight wearing her regular gear, sunglasses, her Championship belt around her waist and an airbrushed jacket.

Melanie Sierra: And his opponent, from Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan, New York! Weighing in at 152 pounds! She is the reigning and defending FGA 15 Champion, KENDALL KINGHAM!

Kendall bounces on the balls of her toes before making her way down the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way.

She hops up on the apron, runs to an unoccupied corner, and climbs to the second turnbuckle. Unstrapping and raising her title belt to a pop from the crowd, she slingshots herself inside, and removes her jacket and glasses as the lights come back on while her music fades.

Geoff Penzer: There’s arguably no one on this roster that reps the Flashpoint Zone prouder than Kendall Kingham! Kingham won back the 15 Championship at Final Frontier against Talbot. However, she’s got to go back in there and face him one more time. Kingham knows what works and what doesn’t against Talbot. She knows she can beat him. But she’s more than aware of his brute power. Will she be able to withstand what Talbot dishes out here tonight in our co-main even-HERE WE GO! KINGHAM’S WATSING NO TIME!

Kingham immediately goes at Talbot as soon as the bell sounds! Talbot takes a hard swipe at Kingham with a lariat. But Kingham ducks before heading into the ropes. When Kingham returns, Talbot turns around and takes another hard swipe at Kingham. Once again, the 15 Champion ducks before heading into the far ropes. When Kingham comes back, she slides through Talbot’s legs. When Talbot turns around, Kingham hits him with a European Uppercut! Talbot throws out a wild haymaker. But Kingham is easily able to duck it before countering with another European Uppercut! Talbot reaches out with both hands and tries to snatch Kingham. But again, Kingham is able to duck. She quickly goes behind Talbot and connects with a Brazilian Kick to the back of the head! While Talbot tries to shake off the blow, Kingham turns and runs into the ropes. When she comes back, the crowd boos when Talbot drops her quickly with a back elbow to the face! Kingham immediately clutches her mouth with both hands.

Geoff Penzer: … and that’s how quickly things can change when you’re in there against Sloan Talbot. I hope he didn’t knock any teeth out.

As Talbot reaches down to grab Kingham, Kingham quickly reaches up, grabs him by the wrist with both hands and tries to pull Talbot down into one type of a crossface! But Talbot doesn’t budge. Instead, he yanks Kingham up to her feet before whacking her across the back with a hard clubbing strike with his other arm. Kingham immediately goes down. Kingham gets up on all fours. But she’s quickly squashed by a stomp to the back from Talbot. When Kingham pushes herself up again on all fours, the crowd boos when Talbot sends her rolling across the ring with a hard kick to the ribs! Kingham clutches her midsection as Talbot approaches. The 15 Champion wisely rolls out onto the apron. But that doesn’t stop Talbot as he reaches through the ropes, grabs Kingham by the hair and pulls her right back inside. Talbot yanks Kingham back to her feet before flinging her into the corner. Talbot rushes in to attack when Kingham knocks him back with a boot to the face. After shaking off the blow, Talbot runs back into the corner… only to get caught with another boot to the face. Talbot stumbles back. After shaking off the blow, Talbot charges back in. This time, Kingham catches him in the Tarantula! The crowd cheers while Kingham has the submission applied!

Geoff Penzer: Kingham’s got the Tarantula applied! But it’s an illegal hold due to it being applied while the opponent is in the ropes! She can only keep this on but for so long!

The ref is quick to give Kingham a count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE…

Kingham breaks the hold. The 15 Champion gets herself fully out onto the apron and waits for the challenger. When Talbot turns around, Kingham goes for a slingshot spear. But the 15 Champion just bounces off the challenger. Talbot goes after Kingham. But Kingham is wise to roll out of the ring and get to the floor. She reaches in, grabs Talbot by one of his ankles and tries with all her might to bring him down. The crowd cheers when Talbot is eventually brought down to the mat. However, the cheers don’t last for long as Talbot uses his free leg to push Kingham off of him, sending her back-first against the guardrail. While Kingham arches her back, Talbot slips out to the floor.

Geoff Penzer: Kingham thought she had the advantage after taking Talbot off his feet. But Talbot turned it around just like that. Unreal.

Talbot immediately approaches the champion and lets loose a combination of rights and lefts to the body. He then hoists Kingham up into his clutches, turns, runs forward and rams her back-first against the ring post! Talbot then carelessly tosses Kingham away from him, sending her into the guardrail. Kingham bounces off the guardrail before collapsing to the floor. Talbot heads over, places the sole of his foot across Kingham’s throat and chokes her while the crowd boos. The ref quickly gets to the outside and gives Talbot until the count of five to break the choke.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FI-

Talbot intentionally breaks the hold late. The ref goes to admonish Talbot. But one stern look from Talbot causes the ref to quickly reconsider and put his pointing finger back down. Talbot picks up Kingham and hoists her up into his clutches horizontally. He runs forward and rams Kingham back-first against the ring post again. He then drops down to a knee for a backbreaker before getting back up and hurling Kingham down ringside with a fallaway slam! The crowd boos as Kingham rolls down ringside before coming to a stop.

Geoff Penzer: Talbot’s just having his way with the champion out there!

The 15 Champion remains in the prone position as Talbot approaches. He reaches down, snatches Kingham up by the back of her neck and tosses her back inside. He then climbs up onto the apron before stepping back in through the ropes. Talbot reaches down, peels Kingham up off the mat and drops her wit an elbow smash. The challenger reaches down, pulls Kingham back up and sends her stumbling backwards into the ropes with another elbow smash. As Talbot approaches, a dazed Kingham throws out a front kick to the knee out of desperation. She then hits Talbot with another front kick to the knee. Then a third! Then a fourth! The fourth kick causes Talbot to stumble back a step. Kingham then gets off the ropes, heads over to Talbot and hits him with a European Uppercut! The crowd cheers when she hits Talbot with a second European Uppercut. Kingham then turns and heads into the ropes. When Kingham returns, the crowd boos when Talbot flattens her with a lariat! He drops down and makes the cover.

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Kingham gets her shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: Talbot nearly took Kingham’s head off there.

Talbot picks up Kingham and whips her hard into the corner. The turnbuckles rattle when Kingham’s spine collides against them. The champ can be seen arching her back in pain. Talbot then rushes over and throws out a lariat. The crowd cheers when Kingham slips out of the way, causing Talbot to crash into the corner! When Talbot stumbles back and turns around, Kingham catches him with another Brazilian Kick! A third Brazilian Kick knocks Talbot back before he slips through the ropes and falls to the floor!

Geoff Penzer: Talbot’s down on the outside! This is Kingham’s momentum to go for something right here...

Talbot gets up on all four and starts to shake out the cobwebs. Back inside, Kingham pumps her fists to hype up the capacity crowd here inside the Flashpoint Zone. Once Talbot gets back to his feet, Kingham turns and runs into the far ropes. When Kingham comes back, the crowd explodes with cheers when she leaps through the ropes and knocks Talbot down with a suicide European Uppercut!

Geoff Penzer: Kingham takes out Talbot on the outside! The capacity crowd here in Chicago is going wild for the 15 Champion!

Kingham picks up Talbot and slams him face-first onto the apron. She then struggles to push him back in. The champion then climbs up onto the apron before starting to climb the turnbuckles. Once she reaches the top, she crouches down and waits for Talbot to get into position. When Talbot gets back to his feet and turns around, Kingham stands up, leaps off and knocks Talbot down with a flying European Uppercut! The cheers continue as she makes the cover.

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Talbot kicks out.

Kingham picks up Talbot and goes for an irish whip. But Talbot reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Kingham returns, the crowd gasps when Talbot latches onto her throat. He hoists her up for a chokeslam. The crowd cheers when Kingham counters with an elbow to the side of the head, forcing her back down. She then hits Talbot with three more elbows to the side of the head. Once the choke has been broken, she turns and whacks Talbot across the side of the head with another Brazilian Kick! The kick causes Talbot to move towards the corner as he tries to shake out the cobwebs. Kingham heads into the corner behind him, turns him around and places him in the Thai Plum. From there, Kingham hits Talbot with short elbows, knees and uppercuts to the head. She then takes Talbot and sends him into the far corner with an irish whip. Kingham heads across the ring to attack when Talbot rushes from out of the corner and hoists Kingham up. The crowd gasps when Talbot catches Kingham in the gorilla press position! But before Talbot can hit Diggin Graves (Gorilla Press Spinebuster), Kingham slips down from behind and drops Talbot down to a knee with a chop block! Kingham then walks around in front of Talbot, puts him in another Thai Plum and follows up with short range uppercuts to the head! The 15 Champion turns and heads into the ropes. When she comes back, she motions for the Samoan Spike. But Talbot quickly flattens her with a rising lariat! He drops back down and makes the cover.

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Kingham gets her shoulder up.

Talbot picks up Kingham and hoists her up across his back. Talbot heads towards the center of the ring before throwing her down hard with a Samoan Drop! He reaches back and hooks the near leg for the cover.

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Kingham gets her shoulder up.

Talbot pulls up Kingham, scoops her up from the side and drops her right back down hard with a sidewalk slam. He hooks the near leg for the cover.

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Kingham gets her shoulder up.

Talbot picks up Kingham and shoots her back into the ropes. When Kingham returns, Talbot lifts her up before bringing her down with a pancake. The crowd boos while Kingham lays in the prone position. Talbot goes over, reaches down, grabs Kingham by the hair, pulls her up onto her knees and applies a vice grip. Kingham groans while the ref asks her if she wants to give up. The champ refuses. So Talbot squeezes even tighter. The ref asks Kingham if she wants to give up. Kingham responds by howling in pain.

Geoff Penzer: Talbot is trying to crush Kingham’s head with that vice grip! The champ is trying to hang on. But I don’t know how much longer Kinghan can withstand this.

The capacity crowd begins to chant Kingham’s name to try and rally behind her. Kingham reaches out towards the crowd. Members of the front row throw their arms out as if to give her their energy. Kingham tries her best to feed off the energy inside the Flashpoint Zone. The ref continues to check in with Kingham and asks her if she wants to give up. But the champ refuses. She starts to shake her fists in unison with the chants. She slowly gets one foot down on the canvas. Once Kingham is back to a vertical base, she nails Talbot with three elbows to the midsection. But he still doesn’t let go of the vice grip. So she hits him with three more elbows. Talbot still doesn’t let go. The crowd cheers Kingham on as she delivers multiple elbows to the midsection until Talbot breaks the hold! She then turns and heads into the ropes. When Kingham returns, the crowd boos when Talbot brings her down with a hip toss neckbreaker! The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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Kingham gets her shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: There’s still fight left in the champion!

Talbot picks up Kingham and tosses her through the ropes and onto the apron. The challenger heads over, reaches over the ropes and pulls Kingham back to her feet. After stepping up onto the bottom rope, Talbot takes Kingham and goes to bring her back inside with Enter Tragedy (Superplex from the apron). But on the way up, Kingham knees Talbot in the head, forcing her back down. Once Kingham is back down on the apron, the crowd cheers when she knocks Talbot off the bottom rope with a slingshot spear back into the ring!

Geoff Penzer: Kingham’s got him down!

When Talbot turns over and tires to get up, the crowd explodes with cheers when Kingham darts over and catches him with a Knee Trembler to the side of the head! She struggles to push Talbot over onto his back before making the cover.

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Talbot gets his shoulder up.

Kingham backs away from Talbot and starts sizing him up. The challenger begins to shake out the cobwebs before slowly turning over on all fours. As he starts to get back up, Kingham runs over and nails him with another Knee Trembler! This time, to the other side of the head. Kingham struggles to pull Talbot over onto his back before making the cover.

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Talbot gets his shoulder up.

Kingham heads into the corner and presses herself against the turnbuckles. She starts to wave her challenger up. The capacity crowd cheers Kingham on as they wait impatiently for another Knee Trembler. Talbot holds his head before slowly turns over onto a knee. While Talbot is still dazed, Kingham rushes out of the corner for another Knee Trembl-NO! The crowd gasps when Talbot quickly grabs Kingham by the throat, gets to his feet and hoists her up! The crowd erupts with boos when Kingham gets thrown down with authority with a chokeslam! Talbot drops down and makes the cover.

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

Geoff Penzer: Kingham survived the chokeslam! She’s still in this match!

Talbot reaches down, latches onto Kingham’s throat and yanks her back to her feet. He hoists her up for another chokeslam as the crowd boos. The boos quickly turn to cheers when Kingham counters in mid air and brings Talbot dow! She then transitions into a back mount before placing him in The Tombs (grounded top wristlock submission)!

Geoff Penzer: The Tombs! Kingham’s trying to get it locked in tight on Talbot!

Before Kingham can fully get in locked free, Talbot breaks free and starts to rise to his feet. Kingham instinctively wraps her arms around Talbot’s neck as he gets back to a vertical base. With Kingham on his back, Talbot runs backwards into the corner and squashes the champion to break the hold! Talbot steps towards the center of the ring. He then turns around, rushes into the corner and hurls himself at Kingham. The crowd cheers when Kingham slips out of the way, causing Talbot to crash shoulder-first into the ring post! As a doubled over, Talbot slips out of the corner, Kingham runs into the far ropes. When she comes back, she clocks Talbot in the side of the head with a Knee Trembler! The challenger goes down… to a knee. Kingham then heads into the near ropes. When she comes back, Talbot tries to get back to his feet. But she clocks him with another Knee Trembler, dropping him back down to a knee!! Kingham then runs back into the near ropes. When she returns, she runs past Talbot and into the far ropes. When Kingham returns, the crowd explodes with cheers when she clobbers Talbot with a fifth Knee Trembler!!! The challenger drops down to the mat! Kingham struggles to push him over onto his back. She then hooks the leg for the cover…

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THREE!

The crowd explodes with cheers as “Professional Greifers” blasts over the PA.

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner and STILL the FGA 15 Champion, KENDALL KINGHAM!

The cheers continue as Kingham is handed the 15 Championship. Kingham then heads into the corner, climbs up onto the middle ropes and raises the championship above her head.

Geoff Penzer: Kendall Kingham has done it! She has defeated Sloan Talbot to retain her 15 Championship! Who knows what challenges, and challengers, lay ahead for Kingham. But right now, Kingham is going to enjoy this title defense tonight here in the Flashpoint Zone! Coming up next, it’s our main event as Chris Madison goes one on one with Cassius Reed!

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Chris Madison vs. Cassius Reed

It’s not my fault your girlfriend like me,

I do her hard like fucking warp speed,

Your Dad’s mad, it’s not my fucking fault,

That your Mom wants to fucking fuck me!

As the intro to “You Suck” by Pour Habit blasts throughout the arena, out from the back bursts Cassius Reed! Slowly rotating in his gold lined black ring robe Cassius soaks in the atmosphere for just a moment. Spinning to face the ring, he shadow boxes at the top of the ramp a short time more, before posing, spreading his arms wide, and sprinting down to the ring at full pace!

Melanie Sierra: The following contest is your main event! It is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Fighting out of Funkytown, USA, and tipping the scales tonight at 205 pounds…CASSIUS! REED!

Sliding in under the bottom rope, he quickly rolls onto his back before kipping up! Giving a quick smirk and raised eyebrow to the referee, he turns and leaps to the top of the nearest turnbuckle, before whipping off his ring robe with a flourish. He poses just a moment at the top of the turnbuckle, smug grin on his face, robe hanging from his hand, before dropping back to the mat, consigning his entrance gear to the outside whilst he finishes warming up for the match with more shadow boxing.

Geoff Penzer: Cassius Reed got involved with a back and forth earlier tonight with Jaelynn Ramsey over Zola Star and who is the true star here on Flashpoint. Jaelynn Ramsey seems to be of the belief that she has been brought here to enhance the quality of Flashpoint and get rid of the “B” show stigma. Cassius disagreed, of course, stating that as long as he was here, Flashpoint wasn’t the A or B Show but in fact The C Show! We’ll see whatever comes of that. But right now, Cassius looks ready to go one on one with Chris Madison in tonight’s main event!

The arena's lights dim to black as the opening guitar riffs to "War Machine" by KISS begin to screech over the P.A. system. The video screen lights up with visual static noise. Suddenly in the center of the screen a black handprint begins pulsating to the beat of the drum that has began to play. A spotlight shines on the entrance ramp and we see Chris Madison standing with his head bowed under a black towel, wearing an official FGA licensed t-shirt that says, "Always Ready For War," across the chest. He nods his head to the music and as the chorus breaks he rips the towel from his head and tosses it into the live audience, starting his way down the ramp toward, the ring.

Better watch out 'cause I'm a war machine
Better watch out 'cause I'm a war machine

Melanie Sierra: And his opponent, Coming to the ring from Long Island, New York, weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds and standing six feet tall, "Mayhem" CHRIS MAAADDIISSOONN!!!

Madison makes it to the base of the steps and places one foot down before scoping out the fans directly behind him by peering over his shoulder. He smirks as the live audience sings along to the entrance music and then marches up the steps and climbs through the ropes. He immediately leaps up onto the middle rope and faces out towards the crowd. He brings his fists up to his face and punches his jaw with each hand before shooting his arms out horizontally with his hands wide open, welcoming whatever challenge is coming his way. Madison hops backwards, bouncing off of his feet and turns towards the center of the ring, snarling and ready to go…

Geoff Penzer: Chris Madison is back in FGA after leaving last Spring and man, does Madison look to be in even better shape than we last saw him! Speaking of which, we saw Cassius getting into a back and forth with Jaelynn earlier. Well earlier tonight, we also saw Madison getting into a little back and forth with a former rival of his in Savannah Taylor. The former two-time United States Champion didn’t take too kindly to the former two-time Pride Champion interrupting “her” interview time. Madison didn’t forget that the two of them are even and the FGA fans never got to see the tiebreaker between them. With Madison now on Flashpoint, will he be bringing mayhem to the Las Vegas Siren’s door? Only time will tell.

The bell sounds as Madison and Reed circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Reed drops down, goes behind Madison and places him in a waist lock. The Funky Dragon quickly transitions into a side headlock. The hold doesn’t stay on for long as Madison shoves him off into the ropes. When Reed returns, Madison knocks him down with a standing shoulder block. He then turns and runs into the ropes. When Madison returns, Reed returns to his feet with a kip up before leapfrogging over him. Madison continues to run the ropes. When Madison comes back, Reed goes for a hip toss. But Madison blocks it. So Reed tries to muscle him up for another hip toss. But again, Madison blocks it. Madison then pulls his arm back before trying to take Reed’s head off with a clothesline. But Reed ducks, grabs Madison from behind and brings him down with a Reverse DDT! The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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Madison kicks out.

Reed picks up Madison, brings him into the corner and slams him face-first on the top turnbuckle. After turning Madison around, Reed lights him up with multiple right jabs before rocking Madison with a discus punch. While Madison slumps down in the corner, Reed steps back just past the center of the ring. The Funky Dragon then runs forward. When he launches himself at Madison, the former two-time Pride Champion flinches. Instead of crashing into Madison, Reed lands on his hands. He then pushes himself back. Once Reed lands on his feet, he admonishes Madison for flinching. “Mayhem” Madison pulls himself up in the corner and rushes over at Reed, only to get thrown down by a Northern Lights Suplex! Reed makes the cover.

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Madison kicks out.

Reed picks up Madison and goes for an irish whip. But Madison reverses, sending Reed into the ropes. When Reed returns, the crowd cheers when Madison tackles him down with a Lou Thesz Press! He then mounts himself on top of The Funky Dragon before raining down 12-to-6 elbows to the face!

Geoff Penzer: Madison is going to down on Reed with those elbow strikes! I’ve seen Madison cut people open with those pointed elbows!

Madison picks up Reed, places him in a Muay Thai Clinch and moves him into the corner while delivering knee lifts to the face. He then takes Reed and whips him into the far corner. Madison runs across the ring to follow up with an attack when Reed knocks him back with a European Uppercut. While Madison is stunned, Reed runs from out of the corner and tackles him down with a double leg. The boos continue as Reed mounts himself on top of Madison and rains down mounted MMA punches!

Geoff Penzer: Reed is returning the favor with some mounted offense of his own! Wait, now what is this?

The boos quickly turn back to cheers when Madison rolls back over on top of Reed and delivers more 12-to-6 Elbows! Madison pulls up Reed and goes for a brainbuster. But Reed is quick to block the hold. So Madison tries to muscle him up for another brainbuster. But again, Reed blocks the move. After a few punches to the ribs, Madison starts to lift up Reed for a brainbuster on the third attempt. The crowd boos when Reed knees Madison in the head, forcing him back down. He then turns and heads into the ropes. When Reed comes back, the crowd cheers when Madison brings him down with a Pop-up Codebreaker! He crawls over to make the cover, but Reed rolls out onto the apron.

Geoff Penzer: Good ring awareness there by Cassius to avoid getting covered.

Madison reaches over the ropes and tries to pull Reed up… only Reed quickly grabs a hold of Madison and delivers a split-legged Stunner, dropping Madison throat-first across the top rope! While Madison stumbles back, Reed gets back to a vertical base. He slingshots himself back into the ring, runs towards Madison and brings him down with SWEET CHRISTMAS (rolling Sunset Flip Powerbomb)! The crowd boos while the ref slides into place for the cover.

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Madison kicks out.

Reed picks up Madison and moves him back into the corner before delivering alternating right jabs to the head and body. He then takes Madison and sends him into the far corner. Reed runs across the ring to attack when Madison ducks and dumps him over the top rope. When Madison turns around, he ducks a right hook from Reed. He quickly ducks a left hook from Reed before doubling him over with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. After hooking Reed, Madison brings him back inside with a vertical suplex! NO! Reed slips down from behind. He quickly grabs Madison from behind and positions him for a German Suplex. Before Reed can deliver the move, Madison counters with three back elbows to the face. After performing a standing switch, Madison throws out a backwards roll into a release German Suplex. The crowd gasps when Reed somehow rotates and lands safely on his feet! The Funky Dragon then turns and hits the near ropes. When Reed returns, Madison lifts him up, turns and throws him down with a spinebuster! Madison pulls Reed back up, doubles him over with a hard knee to the ribs, hoists him up and throws him down hard again. This time, with a pumphandle slam! Reed arches his back while he howls in pain. But Madison isn’t done. He reaches down, pulls Reed back to his feet and leans forward before lifting him up onto his shoulders. Madison heads towards the center of the ring before throwing Reed down with authority using an Alabama Slam! He drops down and makes the cover.

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Reed gets his shoulder up.

Geoff Penzer: Reed avoids the three count. However, it appears Madison has zeroed is on the back of The Funky Dragon as a target.

Madison pulls up Reed before doubling him over with a hard left to the midsection. He hooks Reed’s arms before lifting him up across his shoulder. Madison holds him in place before dropping to his knees. The crowd cheers when Madison delivers the Colt 45 backbreaker! Reed bounces off of Madison’s shoulder before rolling across the canvas. Madison heads over and makes the cover.

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Reed gets his shoulder up.

Madison picks up Reed, hooks the arm and delivers a Hammerlock Suplex! He makes the cover.

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Reed gets his other shoulder up.

Madison picks up Reed before pulling him into a front facelock. The crowd gasps and cheers as they remember what comes next. But before Madison can deliver the Helicopter Guillotine, Reed reaches up, grabs Madison’s arms, spins out of the front facelock and hacks him across the face with a Pimp Slap! The crowd erupts with boos when Madison gets the taste slapped out of his mouth.

Geoff Penzer: That’ll grab your attention!

When Madison turns back to Reed, he gets caught with a European Uppercut. Then another! And another! Reed then takes Madison and goes for an irish whip. But Madison reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Reed returns, he brings Madison down with a running huracanrana! Reed rushes over and brings Madison back to the mat with What The Funk (handstand handspring headscissors takedown)! Reed picks Madison back up and pulls him into a front facelock for a DDT. But before Reed can fall back, Madison grabs him, runs forward and rams him back-first into the corner. He follows up with a series of shoulder thrusts that double Reed over. Madison then turns Reed around, applies the waistlock from behind, performs the backwards roll and leaves Reed folded up on the canvas with a release German Suplex! He rushes over, pushes Reed onto his back and makes the cover.

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Reed gets his shoulder up.

Madison picks up Reed and whips him into the ropes. When Reed returns, Madison goes for a back body drop. Reed slips down from behind, hooks Madison and pulls him down with an inverted facelock backbreaker! Reed returns to his feet and heads into the ropes. When he comes back, he drops a left elbow on Madison’s chest. The boos continue when Reed heads back into the ropes. When he returns, he flips forward and connects with a somersault leg drop! Reed returns to his feet and stands facing away from Madison before landing on top of him with Funky Knee, Funky Do (standing moonsault double knee drop)! The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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Madison gets his shoulder up.

Reed picks up Madison’s leg before dropping down to apply a leg grapevine. The ref asks Madison if he wants to quit. He refuses. Frankie Morrison can be seen slapping the canvas as he tries to support his client. Reed continues to fight for the submission and applies pressure by arching his hips. Madison can be heard groaning in pain. But he still doesn’t give up. He raises up his free leg and begins bringing his heel down violently across Reed until Reed breaks the hold!

Once both grapplers get back to a vertical base, Madison hits Reed with low leg kicks before going for a flying knee. But Reed swats it down. He then follows up with a quick right handed slap to Madison’s face. Reed follows up with a quick Right Jab - Right Jab - Left Hook Boxing Combo, dazing Madison. The Funky Dragon does a Michael Jackson style spin to lead into a left handed backhand slap to complete the Pimp Slap Symposium. But Madison ducks, grabs Reed and counters with a Sleeper Suplex to an explosion of cheers!

Madison picks up Reed and whips him into the ropes. When Reed returns, Madison throws out a running yakuza kick. But Reed is able to duck by dropping to his back. When Madison turns around, Reed kips up, turns and blasts him with a Spanish Archer (Bionic Elbow)! After a kick to the midsection, he grabs Madison and goes for a snap suplex. But Madison blocks it. The crowd cheers when Madison lifts Reed up before planting him with a brainbuster! He turns over into a lateral press.

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TWO!
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THR-NO!

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

Madison picks up Reed and whips him into the corner. He then runs across the ring before blasting Reed with a running yakuza kick! Madison takes Reed and sends him into the far corner. He then runs across the ring before blasting Reed with Comatosed (Rolling Elbow)! He then turns Reed around in the corner, grabs him from behind and hurls him towards the center of the ring with a release German Suplex! Madison gets up in the corner and starts sizing up Reed while Reed stirs on the canvas. The Funky Dragon starts to turn over to his side. As he tries to get back up, but crumbles back to the mat. Madison takes his cue, steps out onto the apron and scales to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off for a diving double foot stomp. But Reed is able to roll out of the way. Once Madison’s feet hit the mat, his momentum sends him rolling forward. When he rolls back to his feet, he turns around and charges at Reed. The crowd boos when Reed counters with a release northern lights suplex into the turnbuckles! Reed picks up Madison and repeatedly slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle! Reed turns Madison around and repeatedly blasts him with Spanish Archer after Spanish Archer!The Funky Dragon hoists himself onto the middle ropes, grabs Madison and plants him on the mat with a Tornado DDT! Reed looks over at Madison and sizes him up at he starts to stir on the mat. As Madison turns over, Reed gets up onto a knee. When Madison starts to slowly push himself back up to a vertical base, Reed pops to his feet and rushes towards the ropes. Reed jumps up onto the middle ropes, bounces back and lands on Madison’s shoulders. But before Reed can flip back and spike him with the Son of Funkenstein (springboard reverse huracanrana), Madison quickly drops him down from the electric chair position, catches him in mid air on the way down and then falls back to deliver the End Game (electric chair lift dropped into a bridging German Suplex)! The cheers continue while the ref slides into place for the count.

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THREE!

The crowd explodes with cheers as “War Machine” blasts over the PA!

Melanie Sierra: Here is your winner, CHRIS MADISON!

The cheers continue as Morrison gets in the ring and raises Madison’s arm in victory.

Geoff Penzer: Chris Madison and Cassius Reed just put on one heck of a match in our first main event of 2019 here on Flashpoint! Reed fought hard here. But in the end, it was Madison that came away with the win in his return match in FGA. Hold on, folks! I’m just being told… that Jimmy Page has entered the building! Jimmy Page is here, folks and he’s headed to the ring! When we come back from the break, we will here from the newest member of the Flashpoint roster, the “King of the F’n World” himself! Stay tuned!

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

“Murdered Out” by Kim Gordon cuts through the tension throughout the arena. The fans go into a frenzy, anticipating a intense encounter. The titantron catches Jimmy Page, walking like a man on a mission. Ignoring the bitter cold that Chicago produced this evening, Page claws his pull-over Pistons hoodie off his back revealing a black tank-top. He throws it down onto the concrete floor setting his sights for the ring. He meets his destination, stomping up to the gorilla position, and blasting through the curtains. The fans erupt in cheers Page marches to the ring.

Geoff Penzer: Jimmy Page spent the proportion of 2018 reinventing himself; Coming to terms with the rage, the grief, the despair, and the moments of his humanity! And through it all, when Dom Harter and Evan Envi stood in his way, he broke down those challenges and became a world champion again. 2018 was Jimmy Page’s road to recovery, and Chandler Scott derail that progress at the start of this year, costing Jimmy Page the championship against KOL. Scott thought he was safe after the draft, but knowing that Jimmy Page is now under the Flashpoint banter there’s no wonder the look of dread on Scott’s face could paint a picture so vividly than right now tonight!

Page slings one leg into the ring and whips himself inside. He shouts for a microphone and palms in. His music dies down and the fans in the arena erupt…

“JJP!!”

“JJP!!!”

“JJP!!!!”

Page soaks it in as he stares at the entrance ramp with such a burning desire for Scott to peek his head through those curtains. Page slowly raises the mic to his lips.

Jimmy Page: I told you to not make me come to you!!!

The fans react with a pop at Page’s first statement inside of a Flashpoint ring.

Jimmy Page: You don’t get to do what you did to me at Final Frontier and think I’d take it lying down!!

Page paces back and forth staring at the entrance ramp.

Jimmy Page: I worked my ass off for the better part of the year, despite my flaws, despite the kind of person I was, I tried to do the right things!! These fans and those people in the back could’ve turned their back on me and not even acknowledge that I was making progress, but they didn’t! These people support my road to recovery! The fans I’ve had come into my DMs and thank me for speaking up about my mental health issues, people like Fujiko Mine who can look at me despite my history and forgive me!! And in that moment when I won that FGA World Championship it all accumulated into me that there is compassion in this world!

The fans get behind Page’s monologue, cheering him on as he points towards the ramp.

Jimmy Page: I have people who like me, and I’ll be damned if I let a cynical pissant like you take that from me!!! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE SCOTT!!!!!

Page stares, waiting for a response…

Page tilts his head up. His eyes widen once a chorus of boos ring throughout the United Center. The chorus of boos turns to a torrential downpour of boos when Chandler Scott splits the curtain. Chandler takes a good look around and eyes the fans that once supported him just a few short weeks ago. The cheers and claps have been replaced by jeers and middle fingers. A “...heh” escapes Chandler’s lips. It’s almost as if he’s been caught off by surprise at anger being harbored against him. But Chandler doesn’t return the favor. Instead, he can be heard mouthing “let it out… let it all out” as he waves his right hand towards him. This causes the booing to be turned up another notch. The DNA of FGA just stakes there and takes it. He shakes his head with pity at the Chicago crowd.

Chandler’s gaze slowly turns to Jimmy Page. Chandler continues to eye him down form the top of the ramp. The slightest smirk escapes the corner of his lips. He slowly reaches behind him… and pulls out a microphone from his back pocket. Chandler continues to hold the mic by his side until the rabid crowd starts to die down. Once the heckling starts to subside, Chandler lifts the mic to his mouth.

Chandler Scott: … you rang?

Jimmy Page: “You rang”--

Page scoffs and leans on the ropes, his rage tickling the back of his throat of the bile he wanted to spew.

Jimmy Page: You listen to me, and you listen to me good you self-righteous son of a bitch: I don’t like you at all. I hate your guts, and if I were on fire you’d drink a cup of water in front of me to watch me burn! I know that, these people know that, the people in the back know this, but at the same time I use to have some iota of respect for you! You’ve been in this company long before I set foot in this ring. Everytime we faced I’ve never made excuses as to why I’ve lost to you!! That’s my respect for you!! I got the scars and the partial blindness in my left eye to know how good of a wrestler you are!! YOU TOOK YOUR POUND OF FLESH!!!!!

Page scowls, the ropes being the only thing holding and restraining him as he points down and over them to emphasize his point.

Jimmy Page: And so I started my life over, I did what I needed to do to hold myself accountable!! The rehab, the therapy, the apologies; And people don’t need to forgive me, they don’t even need to pay any attention to me! I could’ve been a pariah when FGA let me back through those doors, but these fans, and those people in the locker room saw more than the alcohol and pills!! The people that I’ve maimed in my career--those scars are only skin deep--but those new connections I’ve made with them will heal all wounds! And when I had Dom Harter shove my trouble with alcohol in my face, when I had Evan Envi be nothing more than a petulant bully to me and my redemption, I PREVAILED THEM ALL AND I WON THAT WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!

The fans cheer as Page keeps his eyes locked on Scott. He raises the mic back to his lips.

Jimmy Page: And I’m gonna prevail you!! So please, before I come down there and strangle you with your own belt, give some bastardized “moral” reason as why you screw me out of my belt!!!

Page mouths, “And it better be good…!” as he begins to fume.

Chandler looks off to the side and places the palm side of his left index finger over his lips. It appears as though Chandler is in deep thought. The reigning International Heavyweight Champion continues to formulate his thoughts while more angers and resentment build up amongst the fans. With an air of nonchalance, Chandler turns back and flatly says…

Chandler Scott: … no.

Chandler is immediately belted with boos from the hostile crowd. An irate Page can be seen mouthing “NO?!?!” with disbelief. Chandler continues to look at Page while lightly shaking his head from side to side.

Chandler Scott: No, I’m not going to give you a reason. I gave these people a reason earlier tonight because I owed it to them. But you? I owe you nothing. You deserve nothing. Especially not the FGA World Championship.

The crowd boos Chandler heavily for having the audacity to think he’s the authority on what Page does and doesn’t deserve to have.

Chandler Scott: You talk real bold about how you’re going to do this and how you’re going to do that. But let’s be honest with ourselves here. I want you to be honest with yourself for the first time in a long time. Every time you and I get in that ring, I don’t just beat you. I don’t just best you. I beat your ass.

Another round of heavy boos is heard as Chandler delivers that last line as smugly as possible. He even flashes a smirk to match the mood. Page is starting to pace back and forth.

Chandler Scott: Be it multi-man, one on one… standard match or even something as hazardous as Chivalry is Dead, I… beat… your… ass. You’ve already lost your precious championship. Do you really want to lose more than that?

A beat.

Chandler Scott: So you can lie to these people all you like. You’ve been lying to them for the last two years, so what’s another couple of minutes to you. But don’t you dare lie to me. You know that the moment you lift one finger towards me, it’s over for you. So that’s one reason why deep down inside, you won’t lay a hand on me. But there’s a second reason that you won’t. You and I both know that by giving in to your natural sadistic instincts, it would prove me to be right. If you came out of that ring, ran up this ramp and decided to stop keeping your barbaric nature at bay, it would mean that I would win. And the last thing that poor wittle Jimmy Page wants to do is see me win over him… again.

The smugness is just radiating off of Chandler at this point. A shot of Page shows him muttering something to himself. Judging by Page’s face, it’s not good.

Chandler Scott: Come on, Jim. What are you waiting for. It’s only oh but so many feet standing between us. Come on up here and beat my ass.

Cheers are heard at the thought of Page running up the aisle and giving Chandler the business. Chandler even holds his arms out, as if to invite Page up. “Don’t.” Page mouths, a pleading look softens his expression. He’s shaking his head, gripping the ropes tightly enough to turn his knuckles white. He closes his eyes, shaking his head as he begins to rock back and forth. Page’s fury swelling.

Chandler Scott: You know you want to, Jimmy. You know you want to come up here and choke the life out of me. Don’t you want to get even with me, Jimmy? Won’t ripping my head off make you feel so much better?

Another round of cheers can be heard from the crowd. This one stronger than that last. Chandler smirks as he points his thumb to the crowd.

Chandler Scott: You heard that, Jimmy? Even the people agree. Say Chicago, do you want to see Jimmy kick my ass?

YES!

YES!

YES!

Chandler Scott: I can’t hear you, Chicago. I said do you want to see Jimmy kick my ass or not?

YES!

YES!

YES!

YES!

YES!

Chandler slowly scans the hostile environment around him. He takes in the bloodthirsty crowd and acknowledges them with a nod. He slowly turns his attention back to Page and raises an inquisitive brow.

Chandler Scott: Well, well, well. There we have it. You’re the man of the people now, Jimmy. Or so you pretend to be. It wouldn’t be nice to deny your people what they want to see, right?

A monster pop is heard when Chandler starts to make his way down the ramp.

Geoff Penzer: This isn’t good, folks! This thing is about to explode! We might need some officials out here to de-escalate this thing pronto!

The rapid crowd continues to go wild as Chandler continues his trek down the ramp. Page’s breathing becomes rapid as his gaze is glued on the strolling Chandler Scott.

Chandler Scott: Come on, Jimmy. Give the people what they want.

Chandler has reached the end of the ramp. He looks up to the ring at Page who is hyperventilating at this point. Chandler starts to slowly walks down the ringside area.

Chandler Scott: Come on, Jimmy, give the people what they need.

Chandler makes his way around another ring post.

Chandler Scott: Come on, Jimmy. Give me the beating that you feel I so richly deserve.

Chandler makes his way around another ring post as he continues to egg the dangerous Page on. Page is standing still, hearing the champion, mocking him. Trembling, Page can feel it, that feeling he tried to suppress for so long being to creep back.

Chandler Scott: Jiiiiiimmyyyyyyyyy. Oooooooh Jiiiiiiiiiiiimmyyyyyyyyyyy.

The crowd murmurs when Chandler starts to slowly make his ascent up the steel steps.

Chandler Scott: Come oooooooooonnnnnn, Jiiimmyyyyyy. I thought you wanted to beat my ass?

Chandler gets up onto the apron. He stares across the ring Page. The DNA of FGA sees four bitter years worth of history staring back at him.

Chandler Scott: Come oooooooooonnnnnnn, Jimmy. I thought you wanted to choke the life out of me.

Chandler wipes his feet off on the steps. He keeps his eyes locked on Page as he slowly steps through the ropes. The crowd once again murmurs once the two fierce rivals are in the ring for the first time since last year’s Gold Rush Rumble. Both men were attacked by the other entrants in the Rumble before anything could happen. This time? The ring is all theirs.

Chandler Scott: Oh yeah, I can feel the hatred swelling in you. I can feel it all the way over here. There’s no point in trying to soothe the savage beast that lies inside you. Go ahead and let him out. Go ahead and show everyone the real Jimmy Page. Go ahead, Jimmy, show the world that the last two years you’ve been living have been nothing but an elaborate life. Go ahead and expose the real Jimmy Page. Shows these people “The savage, the ghoul that hides under your bed at night...ready to eat you alive”

Jimmy Page: ...

Chandler Scott: You say you won’t make any excuses for losing to me. But you are more than happy to make excuses for your behavior. If it wasn’t the alcohol, it was the pills. If it wasn’t the pills, it was because you were a product of the system. If it wasn’t the foster system, it was because you were a product of your environment. If it wasn’t the environment, it was something else. It’s always something else, isn’t it, Jimmy? It’s always someone else’s fault, isn’t it, Jimmy? Did your quack doc teach you that in your little BS therapy sessions? Hmm?

Chandler taps his finger on his chin as if he’s actually wondering the answer to that question. That glare, sharp and callous begins to suffer back in Page’s hues.

Jimmy Page: I’m doin’ good, man...don’t say something that you’re going to regret.

Chandler shakes his head. As if he’s been taken aback by the threat.

Chandler Scott: Don’t say something I’m going to regret. Oh really. Is that a fact, Jim?

Chandler takes a few steps closer to Page. “You took your pound of flesh” can be picked up from Page who mutters this three times.

Chandler Scott: How does it feel to know that you really don’t have any friends here? Hmm? How does it feel to know that there’s no one here that truly trusts you? How does it feel to know that no one trusts you around them?

The crowd gasps when Chandler starts to creep even closer to Page.

Chandler Scott: How does it feel to know that someone like Zero McHannon, a documented woman beater, is held in higher regard than you. I bet that’s gotta sting, huh?

The reaction from Page and the crowd was pungent. The temples on the side of Page’s head began to bulge from how hard he was gripping his mouth shut. Chandler gets a bit closer to Page before starting to circle the former FGA World Champion.

Chandler Scott: How does it feel to know that you will never experience the love and embrace of a woman that actually wants to be with you. Not because you’re some wrestler superstar. But because she actually wants to be with you. Hmm? How does it feel to know that you will never experience the touch of a woman…

Chandler slowly walks right up next to Page.

Chandler Scott: … without paying her her hourly rate first.

There’s an uncomfortable feel in the arena as a seething Jimmy Page raises his head up a bit, glaring off into space.

Chandler Scott: Is this making you uncomfortable Jim, hmm? You don’t like this, do you, Jim? You don’t like this feeling of helplessness, do you, Jim? It doesn’t feel so good when the shoe is on the other foot, huh? It doesn’t feel so good when you’re no longer in the position of power, huh?

Chandler notices that Page is intentionally avoiding eye contact with Chandler. So to escalate the situation even more, Chandler gets right in Page’s face. There’s commotion in the crowd, this is starting to get ugly. Page stands there, completely still as he listens to Scott’s vindictive rant.

Chandler Scott: Now you know how they felt. Now you know how all your victims felt. You tell me I got my pound of flesh. To that I say, “...and?” I heard you crying, to everyone that would listen, that I took six months off your career, as is you hadn’t spent your entire time in this business taking liberties with everyone that so much as looked at you wrong. I saw you sitting there, bitching and moaning to everyone that would listen, about how you thought you deserved to almost have your career ended. Newsflash, dumbass. You did deserve it. You have deserved everything that has ever happened to you in your rotten, miserable existence on this Earth! You thought this was over? You thought this was done between us simply because I won the last time? Let me get this through that skull of yours. This right here? Between you and I? It won’t be over until you’re beneath me. And when I say “beneath me”, I’m not talking about in FGA because you’ve been beneath me from the moment I stepped foot back in this company four and a half years ago. No, this thing between us will be over when you’re beneath me… as in six… feet... beneath me.

The fans boo at Scott’s cynical proclamation, but Page doesn’t react, it was almost as if he was in a catatonic state.

Chandler Scott: Oh of course. Of course. That’s everyone’s breaking point, right? That crossed the line? That’s what did it for you people? What I said was too far? But the things that this man… no, the thing’s that this subhuman piece of trash has done that were ten times worse... that’s A-OK, right? Hey Jim…

Chandler stands nearly nose to nose to Page. The crowd murmurs amongst itself as they can see this thing is about to explode at any second. Suddenly, Chandler smacks the taste out of Page’s mouth, leaving the rabid Chicago crowd stunned.

Chandler Scott: … go f*ck yourself.

Page stands there, Chandler narrows his eyes. He slowly nods before a smirk can be seen creeping out of the corner of his mouth. The International Heavyweight Champion can be seen mouthing something to Page before slapping him across the face again! More gasps escape members of tonight’s capacity crowd in the United Center. Page slowly turns, almost asking for another. Chandler shakes his head in disbelief. He then chuckles to himself… before spitting right in Page’s face! The crowd is beyond stunned at this point. Meanwhile, Page swings his head from side to side as if a song in his head came on. Chandler slowly turns away from Page and points behind him with his thumb.

Chandler Scott: ...I always knew he was a f*cking p*ssy…

THWACK!!! Scott suddenly drops, feeling a sharp pain in the back of his neck, courtesy of an elbow from Page. The fans EXPLODE with cheers as Page mounts Chandler from the back and begins to wildly wail on the International Champion! Scott frantically tries to get up, but Jimmy is faster. He punts the champion in his ribs which causes him to groan and gurgle up spit. Page tears his top off and stands over Scott.

Geoff Penzer: We need someone to get out here!! Now--anyone!!!

Page strangles Chandler with the shirt!!! Scott gasps for air, but Page doesn’t let up! Jimmy’s innermost dark emotions had manifested tonight! Page coils one end of the shirt around Scott’s neck and ties it, then coils his hand around the other end. Scott tries to fight Page off, but Page digs his hand in Scott’s eyes. Scott howls as Page begins to send a right hand into the bridge of the champion’s nose. Page brings Scott close to glare into his eyes. Page tilts his head to the side then shouts in a broken and hurt tone...

Jimmy Page: “I’m not doing this, CHANDLER SCOTT IS!!!!!”

The familiar sentence makes Scott’s eyes widen in horror and anger. The gall Page had to bring up the words he said to Chandler’s sister. Page leans down his nose touching the side of Scott’s cheek as he spits and drools!

Jimmy Page: I SHOULD’VE SENT HER BACK TO YOU IN A BOX!!!!!

Page hammers at Scott who kicks and bucks Page off finally. Page gives a good measured punt to Scott’s side as he tumbles out of the ring. Scott looks bewildered, this feeling, this thick and heavy aroma clogging his nostrils. He could feel Page’s cruel nature once again...and he loved it. Scott in a daze smirked out at the crowd as he began to crawl on his hands and knees away from Page. Page saunters over to Scott in a manic pace. Hooking Chandler by the top of his mouth he pulls. Agonizing screams can be heard from Chandler who turns his body and low blows Jimmy!! Page drops on his knees where he begins to slowly process the pain, giving Chandler some time to recover. Scott begins to turn red with rage. He screams and grabs Jimmy by the ears.

Chandler Scott: Trash like you will never change!

He knocks Page down with a hard slap. Staggering, Scott screams for a chair. The timekeeper hands him one. Chandler folds it and walks back over to Page. Chandler screams for Page to get back up, wanting to finally end his career and bury him forever. Page wills himself up slowly. Chandler brings the chair down...only to miss! Page ducks underneath the attempt! Scott spins around, but gets hit in the midsection with a kick that doubles him over. Page snatches the chair from Scott’s grasp and with a heavy thud smashes Scott in the head!! The fans cheer as Page stumbles and falls on his ass along with Scott who falls like a wet bag of rocks. Scott is out of it, and Page...Page had that look in his eyes. In the corner of his eye, he saw a set of steps. His skull began to throb at the sight of them.

Geoff Penzer: Jimmy...I know what he did to you was wrong, but you can’t--James!!

Page slowly walks over to the steel steps. He unlatches the top one and holds it in his hands. Scott is prone as he crawls back over to the timekeeper table. Page is screaming for Scott to get up. As Scott stands groggily, he turns around. Page LAUNCHES the steps!

THUD!!!

There was a quiet in the arena, the look on Page’s face turns pale. Scott is back on the ground, but with a wide eyed stare. The person Page hit wasn’t Scott...it was Melanie Sierra. Melanie lays motionless on the ground as Page looks on in shock. Chandler Scott pushes himself up and quickly goes to tend to Melanie, asking if she’s okay. Chandler gets up and yells out, “Can we get some help?! We need help!” A somber Chandler kneels back down next to Melanie. “Mel… Mel… say something, Mel… please…” We cut to shots of shocked and shaken fans throughout the United Center. Chandler stands back up and yells, “WE NEED SOME F*CKING HELP!” Time stops, and the crowd looks on in concern as medical personnel rush to the ring. The medical team tell Scott to move so they can tend to Melanie. Scott stands there with his hands on his hips. He slowly turns to Page who doesn’t know what to do.

Chandler Scott: What the hell is wrong with you?! Look what you did!! You’re a monster! Monster! MONSTER!!! YOU’RE AN INSANE PIECE OF GARBAGE!

This triggered a response from Page who lunge at him, but members of security were there grabbing Page and tackling him down. Page screams, shouting at Scott. He wildly tries to get to him, but the security team put Page’s hands behind his back. “Put him in a cage! PUT HIM IN A F*CKING CAGE!” Scott screams. Scott turns away from Page and looks down at Melanie.

Geoff Penzer: Ladies and gentlemen, this is--I--can we go off air please?

Geoff goes over to support his colleague. The scene fades to a chaotic shot of a man who was pushed to the edge, and the man who pushed him there...Chandler Scott.