Flashpoint (02.02.19)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

★★★ PREVIOUSLY RECORDED ★★★

Amanda Johnson: Two weeks ago, an incident occurred between Jimmy Page, Chandler Scott and our colleague Melanie Sierra. Melanie was the victim of a situation that escalated between both men and got out of control quickly. The result of that situation was Mel getting hit in the face with steel steps after they were thrown in her direction. Mel was taken to a local medical facility, where she remained for observation. In the days that followed, it was learned that Mel suffered a Grade III concussion. There isn’t any timetable for her return. I can say that Mel and her family appreciate all the love and support that friends, fans and wrestlers on both brands have shown. Your kindness has meant to world to her.

Amanda Johnson: As it pertains to Jimmy Page and Chandler Scott, both men were fined heavily after the events of last Vertigo and their pay will be docked the next time they appear on pay per view. I have been told by FGA Officials that they are irate over what happened two weeks ago. In the hopes that a situation like this never happens again between these two, Jimmy Page will challenge Chandler Scott for the International Heavyweight Championship at 2019: A New Odyssey… inside of a Steel Cage. Thank you.

[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 CHI Health Center Omaha in Omaha, Nebraska. 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...

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Jaelynn Ramsey vs. Zola Star

Ramsey tried to catch Star off guard at the start of the match. But Star was wise to Ramsey’s trickery and immediately took her down with a Thesz Press! The crowd cheered while Star followed up with a flurry of punches to the face.

In the 1st minute, Star remained in control after an irish whip led to a pair of arm drags. Ramsey was knocked off her feet for a third time. This time, by a big boot to the face for a two count. Star then brought the action into the corner and chopped away at Ramsey’s chest. After an irish whip sent Ramsey into the far corner, Star ran across the ring to follow up with an attack when Ramsey cut her off with a Thesz Press of her own! Boos followed when Ramsey took Star by the hair with both hands before ramming the back of her head against the canvas.

Ramsey applied a choke in the corner in the 3rd minute. A pair of throat thrusts followed, followed by repeated stomps that sent Star slumping down in the corner. Ramsey applied a foot choke for good measure before breaking the choke once the ref’s count reached four. After bringing Star back to her feet, Ramsey whipped her into the far ropes. The crowd booed when Ramsey turned Star inside out with a crooked arm lariat! She made the cover, but Star was able to get her shoulder up at two.

In the 5th minute, Star started to fight back with punches to the face. Each punched knocked Ramsey closer and closer towards the ropes. When Star saw her opening, she immediately took advantage. A cartwheel knee strike followed, which knocked Ramsey into the ropes. While Ramsey tried to shake out the cobwebs, Star darted into the far ropes. When she returned, she looked to send Ramsey to the outside. Unfortunately for Star, it was her that went flying to the outside after a back body drop from Ramsey! Ramsey stayed on offense as she ran into the far ropes, came back, leapt through the ropes and took Star out with the Jaegerbomb (suicide dive)! Ramsey brought the action back inside before bringing Star down with a facebuster for a two count. A scissors kick resulted in another near fall. Ramsey then went for a short-arm clothesline when Star ducked and countered with a German Suplex! The capacity crowd was behind Star as she threw out MMA Style Striking Combos that dazed Ramsey! Star then threw her down with a Michinoku Driver for a two count! Ramsey reversed an irish whip. But when Star returned, she saw Ramsey setting up for a back body drop and made her back by countering with a double underhook facebuster for another two count! Star then brought Ramsey down with a Three Amigos for yet another nearfall. Ramsey got brought down with the Star Fall (Dark Matter) before Star made her way out onto the apron. She scaled to the top turnbuckle and flipped off. The crowd cheered with anticipation when Star went for the The STAR Splash (Shooting Star Press). But the cheers turned to boos when Ramsey got her knees up! Ramsey rolled out onto the apron before pulling herself up using the ropes. She then scaled the turnbuckles while Star tried to pick herself up off the mat. As soon as Star got back to a vertical base, Ramsey jumped off the top and drove her down hard with The Savagery (diving bulldog) for the three count!

Jaelynn Ramsey def. Zola Star via The Savagery (8:21)

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Walking with purpose through the corridors of the CHI Health Center Omaha, Shintaro Majima wears an expression of pure focus ahead of his 15 Championship match against Kendall Kingham – an expression that doesn’t budge a single millimetre when Amanda Johnson catches up with him to ask a few questions

Amanda Johnson: Shintaro Majima, do you have a moment to answer a few questions?

A beat

…soon followed by Majima pausing in his tracks, looking over his shoulder in Amanda’s direction, wearing the expression of somebody who knows what the next half dozen questions will be and he really isn’t interested in answering them

Shintaro Majima: A moment. That is all.

Squeezing past Majima to get into a more traditional interviewer’s position, Amanda treads carefully as she’s fully aware that Majima is hardly noted for being the chattiest of individuals at the best of times

Amanda Johnson: The question on everyone’s lips is what your thoughts are on being abandoned by your partner during the FGA Draft? He has made it very clear that he acted without your knowledge, let alone your consent, yet we have yet to hear a word from you about this.

Shintaro Majima: I have said nothing as there is no point in doing so. He has decided that he would be better off without me, so if I were to be professional I would wish him well.

Amanda looks to follow up, but Majima is well ahead of her

Shintaro Majima: At least that was my position until I heard what he said about me. It is one thing to assume you are as good as you think you are and do anything in your power to prove it, but it is quite another to use your one opportunity to explain your actions to belittle me to try and justify your cowardice.

Amanda Johnson: So what are you planning to do now that you are on your own here on Flashpoint?

While his expression does not change, Majima does let out an amused grunt

Shintaro Majima: My plan is to do what my former partner claimed he would do but has failed to do at any point, and that is to win a singles championship.

Another beat, although this time Majima barely suppresses a smirk

Shintaro Majima: The fact this would be the second time I have done this is not lost on me, but it seems to weigh heavily on his mind as he tried to justify engineering a move without having the courtesy to tell me of his plans. I am sure he will come to terms with this one day.

Not needing to say so much as another syllable, Majima walks away to leave Amanda hanging in the breeze, as his impending championship match is far more important to him in this moment than answering identical questions about his former partner.

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Night Train Ayano vs. Olé Anderson

Ayano and Anderson started things off with a collar-and elbow tieup. Night Train gained the advantage with a side headlock before performing a standing switch. She quickly followed up with a russian leg sweep for a two count. Anderson was then sent into the ropes with an irish whip before Ayano brought her down with a pair of arm drags. Ayano then tackled Anderson down with a Lou Thesz Press before following up with mounted punches.

In the 2nd minute, Ayano ran the ropes before knocking Anderson down with a jumping hip strike. TNT proceeded to drop down on all fours and delivered multiple headbutts to Anderson while barking. After Anderson was brought back to his feet, he reversed an irish whip that sent Ayano into the ropes. When Ayano returned, she slid through his legs before catching him from behind with a pumphandle belly to back suplex. Ayano was successful in her second irish whip attempt as Anderson was sent into the corner. She followed up with a corner dropkick that sent Anderson slumping down against the turnbuckles. After Ayano made her way back towards the center of the ring, she ran towards the corner before squashing Anderson with a running cross body!

After Anderson was thrown out of the corner with a snap suplex, Ayano scaled to the top turnbuckles, flipped off and squashed him with a moonsault double foot stomp! While Anderson tried to pick himself back up, the Cheap Thrill ran the ropes before bringing him down with the Running Train (leapfrog bulldog driver)! Ayano made the cover and got the three count for her first FGA win.

Night Train Ayano def. Olé Anderson via Cheap Thrill (2:33)

[FGA Office]

Our camera opens up inside of a location that we usually don’t lay eyes on-- the interior of the Saturnian Connection’s RV. There’s a mild pop from the Nebraska crowd as the scene opens up on Nando Fresno pacing back and forth, eyes locked on a notepad in his hands. Jillian Clay is reclined in the driver’s seat, feet propped up on the passenger seat, a curious gaze locked on her tag team partner.

Nando Fresno: I’m calling BS on this Sarah Santa Monica.

Jillian Clay: Mmm?

Nando Fresno: I went through the list, Jill. I went through it three times. I’m on that list. You’re on that list. Sadie San Francisco’s on that list. Chino Hills is. Lani San Diego is. Ellie Los Angeles. Becky San Clemente. Lionel Long Beach. “Irish Pride” Joe Riverside. DJ San Jose. Vinnie San Bernardino. Beverly J. Hills. Ozzy Oakland. Venice Beach. Ingrid Irvine. Anna Heim-- and Anna Heim barely counts-- and of course, Charlotte Compton South.

Nando shakes his head a bit.

Nando Fresno: Know who’s not on that list?

Jillian’s eyes grow wide as she sways her chair toward Nando, speaking back to him in a whisper.

Jillian Clay: Sarah Santa Monica.

Nando Fresno: We’ve got an imposter, obviously. And why would somebody just outright commit fraud like this? Why?

Jillian’s eyes are still wide, but she searches for an answer to Nando’s likely-rhetorical question before ultimately shaking her head a little, though still beaming with curiosity.

Jillian Clay: I dunno.

Nando Fresno: They’re trying to integrate themselves into society, Jill. The Outsiders. Probably hitched a ride here through some kind of dimensional ri--

The door of the RV is yanked open with a CREAK! and Nando turns sharply, looking toward the entrance. Sadie San Francisco steps up into the cab, already dressed to compete, save for a black-and-purple jacket she’s thrown over herself.

Nando Fresno: We’ve got some alarming news.

Sadie San Francisco: What’s that?

Nando Fresno: We don’t think Sarah Santa Monica’s one of our own.

Sadie blinks.

Sadie San Francisco: I’m shocked.

She shakes her head a bit, throwing her hands up a bit, doing a half-hearted job at feigning surprise.

Sadie San Francisco: All this time. Hm. You think you know people.

Nando Fresno: And we also think she may be a visitor from a dimension beyond our comprehension, possibly sent with the task of copying and recreati-

Sadie San Francisco: I’m gonna stop you there.

Nando sighs and tosses the notepad aside, shaking his head.

Nando Fresno: Arrogant. Arrogant.

Sadie San Francisco: You guys gonna chill out here the whole night?

Nando Fresno: Of course. We’re breathing completely purified air in here. We’ve got fresh water. We’ve got access to electricity. We can see the show. And we don’t have to worry about being victimized by whatever gases the United States government is paying this arena to pump in through the ventilation system. Be careful, Sadie. Never underestimate an opponent!

Sadie takes a moment to register everything that’s transpired before she nods a bit, rubbing at her eyes.

Sadie San Francisco: Uh. Yeah. Gonna try not to.

She jerks a thumb toward the same door she just walked in through, turning to march back out of the RV, but she stops as Jillian calls out.

Jillian Clay: Sadie?

Sadie San Francisco: Yep?

Jillian sits upright, angling her head toward the former FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion.

Jillian Clay: Are you gonna look for Kendall?

Sadie raises a brow, but she looks curious by the question. For a few seconds, she’s quiet, a thoughtful expression on her face before simply shrugging her shoulders.

Sadie San Francisco: Find Kendall for what?

Jillian Clay: Nando says he saw you staring at the FGA 15 Title.

Nando Fresno: I did. You were.

Sadie looks between the two for a few moments before laughing a little, rolling her eyes. She opens her mouth to say something, but Nando speaks again.

Nando Fresno: Personally, I think you should do something about it. If you’re doomed to become a slave to an extraterrestrial league of nations then you might as well make the best of whatever time you have left availab--

Sadie San Francisco: ...definitely gonna have to cut that out.

Nando Fresno: Arrogant.

Sadie gives the lightly-laughing Jillian Clay a wink before throwing a harmless jab toward Nando, backing out of the RV and dropping down before he had the opportunity to retaliate. Nando walks to the stairs of the RV, reaching out to the handle, prepared to pull the door shut, but not before narrowing his eyes at Sadie. Sadie looks back at her friend for a few seconds before nodding.

Sadie San Francisco: I’ll do something about it.

With that, Nando pulls the door shut, sending our scene into darkness.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Sadie San Francisco vs. Sarah Santa Monica

San Francisco started things off by placing Santa Monica in a front facelock before delivering sharp elbow strikes to the back of the neck. The Pope then knocked Santa Monica back with left arm forearm strikes to the back before knocking her against the ropes with a spinning back elbow. After a superkick to the hand, San Francisco whipped her opponent into the far ropes. When she returned, The Pope threw her down with a snap powerslam! Sadie pulled Santa Monica back to her feet before whipping her into the corner. Sadie charged in, connected with a left arm running forearm strike, hooked Santa Monica, switched positions and then threw her into the turnbuckles with an Exploder Suplex! Santa Monica tried to push herself back up to a vertical base. But she was quickly driven back down with a Fameasser! After The Pope pulled Santa Monica back to her feet from behind, Sadie hooked her arm, turned and then drove her back down to the mat with Vanity (Unprettier)! Sadie made the cover and got the three count for her first win as a member of the Flashpoint brand.

Sadie San Francisco def. Sarah Santa Monica via Vanity (1:32)

[FGA Office]

The show cuts away from ringside, to an area somewhere backstage, where Amanda Johnson is stood with the duo of Neal Durden and Lowri Moss. Although there are still a few matches to come before it is time for either of them to set foot in the ring, the two members of Pendragon are already dressed in their ring attire, with Lowri also sporting an Izzy Anders t-shirt, reciprocating her wrestling mother’s gesture from last Sunday’s Vertigo, while Neal is wearing a Wrestling, Innit? t-shirt.

Amanda Johnson: Neal; Lowri. Firstly, let me start by welcoming you both to Flashpoint. How does it feel to be here?

Lowri gives the reporter a courteous smile, while Neal gives Amanda the usual wide smile from himself.

Lowri Moss: Thanks, Amanda. It does feel a bit strange being here and seeing all these different faces, after we had gotten so used to being over on Vertigo, but it’s still only our second show as part of this brand, and I’m sure it won’t take too long for the Flashpoint Zone to feel like home for us.

Amanda Johnson: When I spoke to Sadie San Francisco last Saturday, I asked her what her first goal is now that she’s on Flashpoint. However, I don’t think I need to ask either of you what your goal is, as you appeared to make your intentions quite clear last week, when you interrupted the Chaotics, much to their chagrin.

Neal smirks at that last remark from Amanda, as he proceeds to take the word for his team.

Neal Durden: You don’t. We’ve already stated what our goal is and that’s to win the FGA World Tag Team Titles. I know the Chaotics didn’t like us just trotting out and outright challenging them, but let’s be clear here, for months now they’ve been asking for competition…

Neal extends his arms, putting one over Lowri’s shoulders, as he continues.

Neal Durden: Well, here we are.

Lowri Moss: In the past few days, I’ve had to listen to Ashlyn call me “a disrespectful little brat” - amongst other things - and I daresay that Logan might also use terms along those lines to describe us, after the events of last Saturday. At least we had the decency to confront them face-to-face though. What would they have preferred us to do? Attack them from behind, like both The New Murder and Silk & Cyanide did to us - or like they did to the Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad?

Lowri exchanges a glance with Neal, before looking back to Amanda.

Lowri Moss: That isn’t our MO. All the time I spent chasing the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship, I never attacked Sadie from behind, or even AMIRA. If somebody has something that I want - something that we want, then we’ll let them know to their face, exactly like we did last week, with the Chaotics.

Before Lowri can continue speaking, Neal takes the word from her.

Neal Durden: Besides, it’s not like we just stepped up and demanded a title shot. No, we even told them that we would rather earn said shot. We will fight to get the opportunity like we’ve done all through our careers.

Amanda Johnson: Well, later tonight you’ll be involved in two matches that could potentially go some way towards helping you gain a shot at the Chaotics’ titles, when, Lowri, you take on Ashlyn De Luca, but before that, Neal, you have a match with Logan Alexander.

Neal lets out a slight sigh at the mention of the Frontier Lion’s Cup finalist he will have to face tonight. Yet, he simply tilts his neck to the left, as he collects his cool before speaking.

Neal Durden: You’re right, Amanda. Tonight we get a chance to earn that opportunity. Not unlike every other time we’ve fought our way to a title, we don’t have the easy route. While Lowri has to face Ashlyn for the second time in two days, I face Logan Alexander, whose last singles match before this was the finals of the Frontier Lion’s Cup tournament. He lost that match, but you can’t say the man didn’t earn his spot there and prove to everyone else what he’s made of.

Neal gets his index finger up as he continues talking.

Neal Durden: Yet, I also made it to a tournament’s final myself. So, if Logan thinks for a second that he got the easy route tonight, he might just get a surprise, because, while many around the globe might think I’m the weak link, I like to think Lowri and I just bring different things to the table. None above, none below, we just compliment each other in more ways than one.

Amanda Johnson: Lowri, as Neal just mentioned, you’re going to be facing Ashlyn barely twenty-four hours after the two of you were opponents in the quarterfinals of the Young Guns Cup; having won that match last night, how confident are you that you’re going to able to defeat her again here tonight?

Lowri exhales, before then proceeding to answer Amanda’s question.

Lowri Moss: First things first, Amanda, I just want to say how much I enjoyed beating Ashlyn last night. During the press conference prior to the show, I had to sit and listen to her run me down, over and over, and so it felt so good to get to make her eat her words. And yeah, after having beaten Ashlyn last night, I’m confident that I can beat her again later, but I’m also not so naïve as to think that just because I won last night, I’m guaranteed to win again in our match tonight. I mean, in other sports - like, say, basketball - you’ll often see a situation where one team beats another team, but then they play each other again a day or two later, and the result is the exact opposite; that’s what I need to avoid having happen to me tonight.

There is a pause of a second or two, following which, Lowri continues.

Lowri Moss: I know the result of our match last night will have been a blow to Ashlyn’s ego. She had told everyone that she was the one that would be going to San Diego on Monday, for the final night of the tournament, but instead, I put an end to her chances of winning the Young Guns Cup for a second time. Now tonight, I’m facing a wounded animal. It’s said that there’s nothing more dangerous than a wounded animal, and I fully expect Ashlyn to fight back, but instead of making a recovery, this particular wounded animal-- she’s going to bleed out.

She turns her head to look at Neal.

Lowri Moss: Metaphorically, I mean. I’m not actually gonna… you know…

Lowri makes a stabbing motion, and Neal nods, because of course he knew what she meant. She then returns her attention to Amanda.

Lowri Moss: Last night we wrestled for just shy of thirty minutes, and if our match tonight goes that long as well, then so be it. Because however long it takes, I’m going to leave Ashlyn in no doubt as to just how good I am, just as Neal is going to do with Logan.

Neal takes the word from Lowri, with fire in his eyes as he speaks.

Neal Durden: Tonight, we prove how good we are as individuals; but just think about how good we are as a team. It’s no secret I’ve been questioning every other team’s claim to be “the best in the world” on social media… the reasoning behind it is the fact that we...

Neal points towards both himself and Lowri as he continues.

Neal Durden: Are what they claim to be. We’ve earned the right with every match we’ve put together in the past; don’t matter if it was for UKWF, CWC, HELL, or here in FGA - wherever Pendragon, with that name or not, has set their feet, we have immediately been put in the conversation for the BEST team in that promotion…

Lowri Moss: And I’m sorry, Fujiko, but you and Izzy--

She tugs at her t-shirt.

Lowri Moss: You aren’t the best team in FGA, no matter how much you want to try to claim that you are. You might well be the top team on Vertigo nowadays, but in FGA as a whole, you’re only number three, at best. The two best teams in FGA are here on Flashpoint, and tonight, Neal and I-- we begin to go about proving that we’re number one.

Lowri holds up her right index finger like a Liverpudlian, while Neal nods in agreement. The two members of Pendragon then take their leave, as the show goes to a commercial break.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

Backstage, Amanda Johnson stands by with a dialed in looking James Edwards.

Amanda Johnson: James, I know your focus is on your match with Savannah Taylor, but what are your thoughts on last week's incident with the United States Champion, Salem?

Edwards shrugs matter of factly.

James Edwards: If she wants to play games, I ain't got time for her, it's simple as that.

Amanda Johnson: Even though she said an answer is coming this week?

James Edwards: Yep, I've moved on, so should she.

Amanda Johnson: Fair enough, so moving on to your match tonight with Savannah Taylor, you two had some harsh words for each other on social media--

Edwards rolls his eyes and earns a disapproving look from Amanda.

James Edwards: Sorry, that wasn't aimed at you, Amanda, I think the whole damn thing with Savannah is dumber than sh*t.

Amanda Johnson: Some people think she has a valid point with your recent comments about the U.S. Championship.

Edwards shakes his head in disbelief.

James Edwards: Seriously? When do I ever say that a bad thing about that belt? Last month, I said it was a prize worth fightin' for, just like the 15 Championship, but it's not my goal right now. That's it. If you go back and look at what Savannah said, it was about me disrespecting the title that she made. The key word there is she. This ain't about the belt. It's about the only thing Savannah can talk about, herself.

Amanda won't say it out loud, but even she agrees with James to an extent.

James Edwards: So let's talk about Savannah like I know she wants. Let's talk about a woman who decided to get involved in a situation I warned her she had no business being in, and let me ask a question, what the hell has she done since All-Star Showdown? The answer to that is simple, just the way I like it, not a damn thing. Savannah lost two title fights in a row to close out the year. Without that belt, she ain't relevant anymore, and for somebody like her, that is a fate worse than death. So she has to cling to that memory and use it as a way to leverage herself into a fight with me. This isn't about her fighting for the honor of a title. It's about her being desperate to be back in the spotlight.

Amanda Johnson: Desperation makes her a dangerous opponent.

Edwards nods in agreement.

James Edwards: Damn straight. I'm not making the mistake of overlookin' her. She is good at what she does and is at her best when her back is against the wall, but she's making a mistake if she things pissin' me off is going to give her some kind of edge. I'm desperate too, and I'm just as dangerous as she is when I have everything in the world to prove. The difference between us is that I'm fightin' for the future while she is trying to hold on to the past, and in my world, eyes in front always win.

Amanda Johnson: We'll see. Good luck tonight, James.

Edwards nods and walks out of the scene.

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Nina Stokes vs. Antoinette Sands

Sands brought Stokes down to the mat with a headscissors takedown to start off the match. After a pair of dropkicks connected, Sands went for a running bulldog until Stokes shoved her off into the ropes. When Sands returned, she saw Stokes setting up for a back body drop. So she countered with a swinging neckbreaker for a two count.

In the 2nd minute, Stoked reversed an irish whip that sent Sands crashing into the corner. The Kodiak charged into the corner to attack, but she was knocked back by a boot to the face. Sands then hopped through the ropes to the apron, scaled to the top turnbuckle, dove off the top turnbuckle and knocked Stokes down with a flying clothesline for another two count! As the match continued, Stokes was sent into the ropes with an irish whip. When she returned, she threw Sands down with an STO for a two count! She then turned Sands over onto her knees, took control of the arms and followed up with wristlock face kicks. A rising knee to the chin followed, which flattened Sands to the mat for another two count.

During the 4th minute, Stokes doubled over Sands with a rolling solebutt before a bicycle knee to the side of the head sent the AAA member staggering over into the ropes. Stokes marched over, turned Sands towards her and overwhelmed her with a palm strikes flurry to the body. Stokes then hooked both arms before blasting Sands with a headbutt! While Sands was rocked, Stokes unleashed a flurry of Boxing forearm strikes across the face. The last of which sent Sands slumping down against the ropes. Stokes then turned and ran into the far ropes. When she returned, she connected with a front push kick to the chest, which knocked Sands through the ropes and to the floor!

Stokes kept the pressure on Sands on the outside when she stepped out onto the apron, ran across the ropes, jumped off and crashed down on the AAA member with a diving double foot stomp! Stokes rolled her back inside for a two count. After a fireman’s carry gutbuster brought Sands back down, Stokes followed by with a jumping senton for another two count. Stokes then set up for a German Suplex when Sands countered with back elbows to the face. Once free, Sands ran into the ropes. When she returned, Stokes dropped her with the Divine Knight (rolling elbow smash) for yet another two count! While Stokes pulled Sands up off the mat, Sands started to fire back with rights and lefts to the midsection. But another rising knee to the chin cut that comeback short. Stokes took control of Sands’ back and went for another German Suplex when Sands countered into a wheelbarrow victory roll for a two count!

Once both grapplers scrambled back to a vertical base in the 7th minute, Stokes threw out a lariat, which Sands ducked. Sands followed up with a pelé kick, then a spin kick. A running bulldog brought Stokes down for a two count. After being whipped into the corner, Stokes was thrown out of the corner with a monkey flip. Sands then stepped out onto the apron, scaled to the top turnbuckle, jumped off and brought Stokes down with a diving crossbody for another two count. After Stokes was taken back down with the Sugar Rush (russian leg sweep), Sands stepped out onto the apron and played to the crowd before climbing the turnbuckles. But those few seconds proved costly as Stokes ran into the corner, ran up onto the middle ropes and cut her off with the Divine Knife (regular elbow smash)! She then lifted Sands up onto her shoulders before delivering an avalanche fireman’s carry gutbuster! The boos continued as Stokes flattened a kneeling Sands with a running roundhouse. The Kodiak then pulled Sands back to her feet, hooked her and then threw her down with a wrist clutch Exploder Suplex! After pulling Sands back up, Stokes hurled her over head with a half nelson suplex! When Sands rolled over onto her knees, Stokes darted across the ring and blasted her with the Amidst the Shadow of Sorrows III (Boma Ye Knee Strike)! The boos continued as Stokes made the cover for the three count.

Nina Stokes def. Antoinette Sands via Amidst the Shadow of Sorrows III (8:25)

Following all the post-match formalities, the camera hones in on Nina Stokes. The Seattle born woman climbs through the ropes and drops to a knee so that she is able to dig underneath the ring. It is isn’t longer before she secures herself a steel chair. Then Nina walks over to one of the attendants and snatches a microphone before she rolls back into the ring. It appears as if Nina might attack Antoinette as she slams it against the chair against the the mat. However, she doesn’t. Instead, she unfolds the chair and places it in the center of the ring. A smirk appears on her face as she takes a seat.

Nina Stokes: Asshhhhhllllleeeeyyyyy.

She crosses her legs before she leans back and lounges in her seat a bit.

Nina Stokes: I issued you a challenge on Afterburn. And I foolishly assumed you’d be all gung-ho to accept. However, I’ve yet to hear a peep out of you. No response.

She uses her free hand to rub her chin. Her brow starts to wrinkle ever so slightly as she thinks to herself.

Nina Stokes: So let me see if I’ve got things straight, Ashley Marie. You’ve got time to clown around with your pals. You’ve got time to gallivant on social media. But you can’t accept a match that will undoubtedly change the course of your career?

A feigned and forced look and disappointment washes over Nina’s face.

Nina Stokes: That’s...hmm. That’s sad, really. I thought you had your priorities straight. I expected better of you.

There’s a mild pause as Nina runs her fingers through her hair.

Nina Stokes: However, I’m a creature of mercy. I could have injured Antoinette; you know that, right? I bet you would have responded to that, yeah? But I didn’t. And I’m not going to.

She nods her head.

Nina Stokes: Instead, I’m going to give you until the next Flashpoint to respond. But let me be clear, this will be the last extension you’ll get from me.

That smirk of hers reappears as she places the microphone on the mat. Nina hops off of the chair and exits the ring. But then she stops. She nods her head and snaps her fingers before she folds the chair back up. Nina decides to take it with her as she make her way to the backstage area.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

★★★ PREVIOUSLY RECORDED ★★★

Amanda Johnson sits behind a black screen, smiling into the camera as she gets her cue to start.

Amanda Johnson: Ladies and gentlemen, with me right now is former Vertigo roster member and--not by choice--the former FGA World Heavyweight Champ, Jimmy Page.

Page sits there, from the way his face looked it seemed like he hadn’t slept all week. His was dressed in a comfortably, a mix between wanting to stay warm from the bitter cold of the heartland of America and not really feeling up to looking prim and proper for a sit down interview. He wore a long sleeved black wool shirt with the sleeves rolled up along with a pair of blue jeans and black boots. Page sits in the seat, as he stares ahead, rubbing his hands together as Amanda looks at the former champion, not knowing where to come at him with her questions. She takes a breath, licks her lips slightly and leans forward to begin her interview.

Amanda Johnson: Jimmy, last year had to be one of the best things to happen since you left FGA back during the end of 2016. You come back in 2017 and many people didn’t know what to make of your change. Some people were skeptical, some more trusting and forgiving than others, but for two years you turned skeptics into believers and that all was capped off with your win last year over Evan Envi for the FGA World Heavyweight Championship. Through those two years you went through alot and it was a beautiful moment that I did enjoy. But then...December 30th of last year...Chandler Scott--

Page lets out a loud sigh from his nostrils that prompts Amanda to pause, knowing how uncomfortable the entire history between Page and Chandler Scott has been for so long.

Amanda Johnson: Chandler Scott costs you the World Heavyweight Championship, and many people don’t know why, many people DO know however the history between the two of you, but for some people out there who aren’t aware, please tell them?

Page hunches over, glaring at the ground as he scans for the words.

Jimmy Page: I attacked his sister, beat her real bad. Don’t make a lot of excuses for it, because I did it to get underneath his skin. Chandler Scott always radiates this light, y’know? Something people gravitate towards. People love him, people have respect for him, people thought he was this superhero back then. Well, I decided that I wanted to tug on Superman’s cape; And I tugged on it hard. All because of that World Championship. And people don’t forget bad things, it’s apart of the human condition. I remember I talked to Laurel Ann Hardy, she’ll never forgive me for making her partially deaf. I can’t undo damage like that, but she told me as long as I’m making right in this present time I can create new foundations.

Page’s eyes roam in the empty space in front of him. He takes a breath after contemplating some things.

Jimmy Page: I wanted that title so bad, didn’t care what I had to do. And so, when you’re desperate for recognition, you’re willing to step over that red line. Chandler Scott would then beat me, crush my skull, leave me partially blind in my left eye, and my neck stiff. I go to a specialist every two months now to monitor my neck and head. And you wanna know somethin’? I’d do it again, because what Chandler Scott showed you all two years ago is that he’s always been savage, vindictive, and cold. I wanted that, because Superman has to have a bad day at some point in his life.

So when they wheeled me to that hospital and took those X-rays and told me I could’ve died that night, I reflected on what I had turned into. I drank every night when I could, I ate sh*tty food, and got fat. I shoved pills down my throat and thought about maybe ending it all. I wanted someone to do it, and Chandler was the lone bullet in that chamber who could’ve set me free from the pain I felt since I was ten years old. Then I got help, and ever since then I’ve been living my life the best I can. To some it’s bullsh*t, to me it’s real. Chandler doesn’t want to believe that and ever since I’ve come back, whether it be passive aggressive subtweets, or directly mocking me the wound never closed for him. I wanted to move on, but him? Well...yeah.

Amanda Johnson: Chandler claimed he didn’t have a reason for doing what he did. He said some, um, some rather cruel and hurtful things to you and I just want to--

Jimmy Page: People always seem surprised that Chandler Scott is capable of being so toxic. I guess that happens when he wins a world title three-times. Chandler’s been this type of person, but people only see bits of it. Good looks, that personality, the prestige, and the accolades...isn’t it wonderful to imprint yourself on such a scummy person? He’s always been like this, he’s always been able to do bad things. Because he’s small and petty, I know what that’s like from experience. He condescends to the fans, ”forgiving” them for not understanding that his two year grudge is justified. See, Chandler Scott is righteous bitter chuckle so he gets to screw me, insult me, and play hero.

Amanda Johnson: With all due respect Jimmy, last week’s Flashpoint suggests, maybe you escalating the situation with the steps that hit our colleague Melanie Sierra could’ve been avoided if you didn’t--

Jimmy Page: Didn’t what?

There’s a silence, Amanda looks down at her notes.

Jimmy Page: Dom Harter poured a beer on me and mocked my sobriety. I was mocked and bullied by Evan Envi for the better part of last year. Scott spat in my face, so when is it time when I fight back?! Want to know why people don’t want me to?!? Because they all have that creeping fear in their minds that if I slip up, it was all for naught!! You think I don't see how most people give me that look?! Like they're afraid I'm going to snap?!? I did one thing--one thing I wish I could take back, but it’s done and I have made the steps to reach out and pay for Melanie’s medical bills for what I did! HE KEEPS GETTING AWAY WITH THIS!!! HE KEEPS--HE PUSHED ME!!!!

Amanda Johnson: And when he pushes you even harder, who else is going to be in the crossfire James?

Page falls silent, Amanda leans forward.

Amanda Johnson: I understand what Chandler did to you, we all saw and we can agree that his actions against you were unjustified! We know that! But Jimmy, if this is a war you want to wage understand the civilian casualty that pile up might pull some people out of your corner! We’re glad you’re doing so well, your story is inspiring, but you have to be more careful!

Jimmy glares into Amanda’s eyes.

Jimmy Page: Then you better hope I erase Chandler Scott from the company. Because as long as he has that belt, as long as he continues to insult me, torture me, and leave me impotent...I will continue to hunt him!! As long as that son of a bitch is breathing and walking these halls, this isn’t over...!

Amanda Johnson: Okay. So tell me, how does end? How did you foresee this ending Jimmy?

Jimmy Page: …

Page glances at her with a shrug.

Jimmy Page: When one of us is in a shallow grave, I guess.

There’s a pause, Amanda’s not fully coming to terms with how much bad blood was between Jimmy Page and Chandler Scott. She seems a bit shaken at the matter-of-factly tone in that last statement. She had to end this interview, now.

Amanda Johnson: Well Jimmy, thank you for sitting down with me for this and again, we all are rooting for you to keep on the path you’re walking.

Jimmy Page: I know...thanks.

Page looks sick with grief, his feelings towards the man who intentionally tried to cripple him so long ago beginning to boil over.

Jimmy Page: Hey, look…

He felt as if he scared Amanda, something he didn’t wish to happen ever again. Before the camera’s cut off, Page puts a hand on Amanda’s and apologizes to her. Amanda looks down and nods her head, feeling a bit at ease after the tension that filled the set. The scene then fades to black.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

The shot opens with Amanda Johnson backstage at the CHI Health Center with a microphone in hand. After a second, she holds the microphone up as she begins to speak.

Amanda Johnson: Ladies and gentleman of the FGA faithful, I have with me here Ashley Sullivan.

The camera pans over slightly as Sullivan steps into view, adjusting where an elbow pad rests on her arm as Amanda continues.

Amanda Johnson: Ashley, your fellow AAA members Antoinette Sands and Ashley Marie Chase had an amazing match with the returning Super Mario Wrestling Bros. last Flashpoint. It looks like it’s your turn to match the show your friends put on as you step into the ring with the International Heavyweight Champion Chandler Scott tonight.

Taking a moment, Ashley smiles as she finishes the last adjustments to her gear.

Ashley Sullivan: Ant and Ashley sure did set a bar for me last show. But you know what, while they did put on a damn good fight against one of the best tag teams in FGA history, they still came up just a hair short. Sorry girls but that’s just the blunt fact of it. I do have one advantage that they didn’t though. I know who I’m going to be in there for the show’s main event tonight. None other than Flashpoint’s top dog himself, a guy that bleeds FGA, Chandler Scott. Am I intimidated? Not in the least. In fact, I can remember this isn’t the first time I’ve been in the ring with him. Now though, it’s to close out the show and the fans in the arena tonight are going to go back out into the rest of Omaha knowing they saw the best damn show we could’ve given for them. Whether or not it’s going to be with my hand raised remains to be seen but I’m confident in my chances against him.

Amanda Johnson: Last Flashpoint, I asked you about where you go from here and you said you were looking for that next challenge. It looks like you’ve been given just that tonight.

Ashley laughs for a moments with a smile.

Ashley Sullivan: You’re right about that and I really wouldn’t want it any other way. Winning against a newly debuted wrestler to open the show, that would’ve been just alright. But coming out on top of one of FGA’s biggest names in the last match of the show, now that’ll turn a lot of heads. Big risk, big reward. It’s how I’ve lived my entire career for the last five years and this isn’t any different. I would hope Chandler looks at it the same way instead of being focused on… someone else that just came over from Vertigo. But to be in the position he’s in, he knows better than to do that right?

It's at this moment that a large shadow passes over the pair from behind Ashley. Before she can turn around, a large forearm crashes into the back of her head and sends her falling forward to the floor. Amanda is quick to get out of the way as the camera turns to show Sloan Talbot moving to step over the floored Sullivan. As he moves out of view, the camera returns to her as she holds the back of her head while Amanda kneels down to her to check on her.

[FGA Office]

★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
James Edwards vs. Savannah Taylor

Taylor immediately tackled Edwards down to the start of the match with a Lou Thesz Press. The boos continued as Taylor rained down a flurry of right hands on The Burning Heart. Once the Las Vegas Siren got back to a vertical base, she continued her attack with multiple stomps to the chest. Edwards was then pulled off the mat before being sent into the ropes with an irish whip. When Edwards returned, he turned Taylor inside out with a lariat. Out of habit, Edwards immediately pulled Taylor up into a seated position before taking off into the ropes. When he returned, he motioned to go for the Violent Gospel (Running PK). But then he stopped himself. He then went over to grab Taylor when the Las Vegas Siren pulled him down into a small package for a two count. After an irish whip was reversed and sent Edwards into the ropes, Taylor knocked him down with a yakuza kick before quickly following up with a standing moonsault for a two count.

The Las Vegas Siren brought the action into the corner during the 2nd minute and unleashed knife edge chops that echoed through the arena. Edwards then took control of the match as he grabbed Taylor, tossed her into the corner and returned the favor with knife edge chops of his own! Taylor quickly regained the advantage after a rake to the eyes! She then slammed Edwards face-first into the top turnbuckle before applying a foot choke. She then sent Edwards into the far corner before running across the ring and catching him with a hesitation dropkick for another two count. Taylor picked up Edwards and slammed him face-first into the top turnbuckle once more before rocking him with multiple right hands to the face. After Edwards was whipped into the far corner, Taylor ran across the ring and hurled herself at him with a running hip strike. But Edwards slipped out of the way, causing Taylor to crash into the corner! Edwards then threw Taylor back towards the center of the ring with a Butterfly Suplex for a two count!

Edwards kept control of the match after an irish whip turned into a bridging Northern Lights Suplex! Once Taylor got her shoulder up at two, Edwards (without letting go), turned over, pulled Taylor back to her feet, readjusted his hold around her waist and threw her back down with a gutwrench suplex for another two count! The Burning Heart brought Taylor back to her feet before doubling her over with alternating lifting knees to the gut. He then hoisted up Taylor up across his shoulders before bringing her down with a fireman’s carry gourdbuster. When Taylor pushed herself up onto her knees, Edwards ran over before knocking her down with the False Gospel (feigned Violent Gospel into a reverse roundhouse) for a two count!

The Burning Heart brought the action out onto the apron in the 7th minute. The crowd gasped when Edwards lifted Taylor up across his shoulders for a Death Valley Driver on the apron. But before Edwards could hit the move, Taylor countered with multiple elbows to the side of the head. Once Taylor slipped back into the ring, she caught Edwards with a roundhouse kick to the head that knocked him off the apron! Taylor then stepped out onto the apron before knocking him down with an Asai Moonsault! The Las Vegas Siren brought the action back inside and made the cover, but she only got a two count. Taylor then went for a bulldog when Edwards shoved her off into the ropes. When she returned, she went for another running hip strike. This time, Edwards caught her in mid air and countered with a German Suplex for a two count!

Taylor reversed an irish whip that sent Edwards into the ropes. When he returned, he knocked Taylor down with the Pole Shift (rolling wheel kick)! The Burning Heart then delivered a leg lariat, followed by a leaping double foot stomp for a two count. He then placed Taylor in a Dragon Sleeper. The ref asked the former two-time US Champion if she wanted to give up. But Taylor refused. She then reached up with her free arm, grabbed Edwards by the hair and pulled his head down into multiple knees to the face! Once Taylor got free, she flattened Edwards with a Shining Wizard for a two count! Edwards was brought back down with Blonde Ambition (forward russian legsweep), followed by a Curb Stomp for another two count! After an irish whip sent Edwards into the ropes, Taylor finally brought him down with a running hip strike for yet another two count! Taylor then set Edwards up for a DDT until The Burning Heart spun out of the front facelock and countered with a fireman’s carry neckbreaker!

In the 12th minute, Edwards hit Taylor with alternating roundhouse kicks to the inner and outer thighs. He went to follow up with the Double Tap (consecutive spinning backfists), but Taylor cut him off with the Ultimecia! While Edwards was rocked, Taylor doubled him over with a kick to the gut before bringing him down with The Gamble (corkscrew neckbreaker)! Taylor then went to the outside, climbed to the top turnbuckle and jumped off for a Frog Splash. The crowd exploded with cheers when Edwards rolled out of the way, causing Taylor to crash onto the canvas!

After Taylor slowly picked herself up off the mat, Edwards threw her down from behind with a reverse snap powerslam. Taylor was brought back to her feet before Edwards bashed her with forearm smashes. After a push kick to the ribs knocked Taylor back, Edwards rocked her with the Double Take (jumping switch kick)! While Taylor was still dazed, The Burning Heart unleashed a brutal Dead Lights that sent the Las Vegas Siren crumbling to the mat. The Burning Heart made the cover and got himself the three count.

James Edwards def. Savannah Taylor with Dead Lights (14:36)

Edwards leans against the ropes in the aftermath of his match with Savannah Taylor, running a hand through his hair and walks to the center of the ring. The crowd is still giving him mixed reactions when the lights go out for a moment. The arena is in a state of confusion until the lights come back up moments later and the Witch Called Salem is standing directly behind James!

The crowd erupts, and James gives them a puzzled look. Salem flips her hood back and raises a microphone to her lips.

Salem: James… did you look into your burning heart like I asked you to?

Edwards jumps, Salem speaking nearly into his ear like a whisper. He turns and raises his fist on pure distinctive instinct. His mouth drops open and scowls in seeing who it is. Salem’s demeanor changes, offering up a welcoming smile.

Salem: No hard feelings?

She offers her hand to Edwards, and he looks at it like a piece of garbage. He looks around the arena again and begrudgingly raises his hand to hers, and Salem gives him a genuine handshake.

Salem: See… that wasn’t so hard was it?

Salem relaxes her grip and James begins to turn, moves to pull his hand away, but Salem yanks his arm back toward her with a fury and hits him with the BOOMSTICK! (Ripcord jumping reverse STO) laying him out flat in a flash. She crouches down over him, peering around the arena.

Salem: But James… you didn’t answer my question. We’re after answers after all, aren’t we? Let’s get to the heart of it then.

She thrusts her hand down at the chest of James Edwards and the lights go out again. When they come back up, James’ chest is covered in blood and Salem is holding what appears to be a human heart, which immediately bursts into flames. She looks at it like a crystal ball.

Salem: Hmmm… interesting. There may be hope for you yet. You want to fight the Witch… another match with the “lowly” United States Champion? The answer is…. YES!

She smashes the heart in her hands and the flames go out, the lights go out one final time and when they come up, Salem is gone.

James Edwards begins to stir, and he notices the “blood” on his chest. He wipes at it and gets up, stomping around furious he kicks the bottom ropes. He is clearly offended at the mockery that just went on at his expense.

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★

[FGA Office]

We're at the interview area backstage at The Flashpoint Zone, which can mean only one thing. That's right, the 15 Champion Kendall Kingham is here to spit some wisdom! Okay, maybe not wisdom, not even she'd call her thoughts that. But she's standing by with trusty interviewer Amanda Johnson, and she's PUMPED UP AND JACKED! She's dressed up in her ring gear, and of course paying tribute to tonight's opponent by having Pikachu and some art from Attack on Titan airbrushed onto the back of tonight's custom jacket. Probably not the best choice to show a nuanced understanding or appreciation of Japanese culture, but she's trying damnit.

Amanda Johnson: I'm here with the FGA Fifteen Champion Kendall Kingham.

Kendall waves.

Kendall Kingham: Yo!

The interviewer returns a smile.

Amanda Johnson: Kendall, you had a tough title defense last show against Sloan Talbot, and you've got another one ahead of you tonight. With that said, you also had an encounter last show with a newcomer here Sadie San Francisco, a respectful one of course, but it seemed like she might have had eyes on your Championship. Earlier tonight, we saw her debut in impressive fashion. If you can get past Shintaro, any idea what's next for you and if it might be her?

Kendall bites her lip, as a lot of different points were thrown her way and it's taking her a moment to process it all.

Kendall Kingham: Well yeah, it was a super tough match again against Sloan. Took me like five or six knees at the end to keep him down. But like I said before, it might take me a minute to figure someone out but once I do I stick to it. And Sadie, she's a great competitor, you look at what she did over on Vertigo. I want to wrestle her and defend this title against her, and like every high-caliber wrestler I can. But that's long-term big picture goal stuff, right now my focus is on Shintaro.

She nods her head.

Kendall Kingham: Like, he's another hard-hitting really tough dude and he knows what it's like to hold this Championship. I mean, he's the first ever Fifteen Champ! That's huge, that makes this like a big match not just for me, but for the fans. Which is great especially now, because I mean after what happened to Melanie last show-- get well soon, Girl!-- and the whole way all that ended I think anything the rest of us can do to give them something cool, some great wrestling the better.

A somewhat subdued by her standards, but warm and genuine smile crosses her face, before she does her best to put on her serious face again.

Kendall Kingham: But I'm not as dumb as I look, I know that he's not thinking about going out there to put smiles on faces, he's trying to get that Championship back and really make some shockwaves here in the Flashpoint Zone. But I'm going out there to win, to build a legacy for myself, to hopefully try to build this Championship. I might be all smiles but I'm here to compete, and I plan on doing just that and walking out still Fifteen Champion.

A fist-bump attempt goes awry, and Kendall instead just lightly hits Amanda's shoulder.

Kendall Kingham: Let's get this, Omaha!

[FGA Office]

★★★ FGA 15 CHAMPIONSHIP ★★★
© Kendall Kingham vs. Shintaro Majima

Kingham tried to get the better of Majima with strikes at the start of the contest. But The Strong Style Savior proved that he was too much for her in the striking department as he overwhelmed her with alternating open hand slaps before dropping her with a roundhouse kick! Majima brought the action into the corner where he sent Kingham slumping down in the corner with Mongolian Chops. After running into the far ropes, Majima came back and blasted Kingham with the Noshinto (running knee to opponent seated in the corner) for a two count!

Majima took Kendall by the wrist and went for the Auma-fu (repeated short-arm clotheslines). But Kingham was able to duck the first attempt. When The Strong Style Savior turned around, Kingham doubled him over with a Samoan Spike! She then places Majima in a Thai Plum, moved him into the corner and delivered short elbows to the head and short knees to the body. After an irish whip sent Majima into the far corner, Kingham ran across the ring to follow up with an attack when Majima cut her off with a Uragaeshi (STO to running opponent) out of the corner for another two count!

As the match continued in the 3rd minute, the crowd gasped when Majima lifted Kingham up for a powerbomb. As soon as Kingham got onto his shoulders, she countered with 12-to-6 elbows to the top of the head. Once she slipped down and landed on her feet, the champion knocked Majima back with a Brazilian Kick to the face. A discus European Uppercut followed, which knocked Majima into the ropes. Kingham then turned and ran into the far ropes. When she returned, she hurled herself at Majima and connected with a crossbody block that sent them both flipping over the top rope and crashing to the floor! Kingham was the first to return to her feet. After rolling back inside, Kingham took off into the far ropes. When Majima got back to a vertical base, Kingham knocked him back down with a suicide dive European Uppercut! The 15 Champion brought the action back inside and made the cover. But she only got a two count.

After bringing the action into the corner, Kingham followed up with multiple European Uppercuts. She then sent Majima into the far corner with an irish whip before connecting with a running European Uppercut. While Majima slumped down in the corner, Kingham took off into the adjacent set of ropes. When she returned, she connected with a running facewash for a two count. She then applied a Front Chancery until Majima moves her against the ropes. After the ref called for a rope break, Kingham made the clean break. Majima quickly took advantage of Kingham having her arms in the air and followed up with multiple deep shoulder thrusts. He then grabbed Kingham, turned and chucked her through the ropes and to the floor. The Strong Style Savior then took off into the ropes. When Majima returned, he dove through the ropes before knocking Kingham down with an Elbow Suicida! Majima brought the match back inside and made the cover, but Kingham got her shoulder up at two.

In the 7th minute, Majima brought Kingham down with a release powerbomb before turning her over into an STF! The ref got down and asked Kingham if she wanted to give up. But the champion refused. Majima applied additional pressure by pulling back on the hold. The official continued to check in with the champion to see if she wanted to throw in the towel. But again, Kingham refused. The capacity crowd began to rally behind the champion with chants of “LET’S GO, KENDALL!” With the Flashpoint Zone firmly behind her, Kingham began to try and pull herself towards the ropes. The champion struggled while trying to pull Majima’s weight across the ring. Kingham grunted and groaned as she continued to scratch and claw her way towards the side of the ring. The chants and the cheers got louder and louder the closer Kingham got to her destination. Kingham them reached her hand out… and grabbed a hold of the bottom rope! The crowd cheered while the ref called for a rope break. Majima reluctantly let go of the hold.

Majima tried to throw Kingham through the ring with a Uranage. But Kingham was able to counter with multiple elbows to the side of the head. Kingham then turned and ran into the ropes. When she returned, Majima knocked her down with a roundhouse kick. Majima then brought Kingham back to her feet and went for a German Suplex. But again, Kingham blocked with multiple elbows to the face. After performing a standing switch, Kingham brought Majima down with a three quarter facelock russian leg sweep for a two count. After reversing an irish whip that sent Kingham into the corner, Majima charged into the corner when Kingham knocked him back with a European Uppercut. She then hoisted herself up onto the middle ropes before knocking Majima down with a diving European Uppercut for another two count! The Strong Style Savior reversed another irish whip into the ropes. This time, Kingham came back and knocked him down with a springboard European Uppercut! Kingham then positioned herself out on the apron and went for a slingshot spear. But Majima countered with a knee lift to the face. The Strong Style Savior began to flex his fingers before clenching them into a fist. Majima keeps his eyes locked on Kingham as he was lining her up for the Kurimuzon Kasai (lariat). Once Kingham returned to her feet, Majima ran over and threw out the lariat. But Kingham ducked. When Majima turned around, Kingham brought him down with a single arm DDT! In the 12th minute, Kingham brought Majima into the corner with an irish whip before following up with another running European Uppercut. After making her way back up onto the middle ropes, Kingham brought him down with a tornado single arm DDT! The Strong Style Savior tried to get back to his feet, but Kingham cut him off with a Knee Trembler! After Majima was brought back down with a double knee armbreaker, Kingham took control of his back and locked him in The Tombs (grounded top wristlock)! The ref got down and asked Majima if he wanted to give up. As Kingham pulled back on the hold, Majima tapped!

© Kendall Kingham def. Shintaro Majima via The Tombs (13:09)

★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★