Vertigo

[FGA Office]

The lights dim down and take on a purplish hue as a light smoky mist fills the entranceway. The soulful opening to Nipsey Hussle’s “Been Down” begins playing as Swizz Beats offering the tracks opening monologue.

Never sell out
Sometimes you gotta talk that talk to em, Nipsey
Sometimes they can't handle it though...
But we don't care...

Yeah
This a moment, This special...

As the beat drops, the crowd in attendance gives a loud pop as Cordelia Stevenson emerges from the mist with a bounce in her step and dancing to the music. She comes to a stop atop the walkway, glancing around and taking in the reception. She rolls her neck around before bowing her head and letting her hair fall in front of her face. A few seconds go by before she snaps her head up, whipping her hair back from in front of her face.

She continues on down the ramp, acknowledging fans on both sIdes before entering the ring. She immediately heads towards the turnbuckles, climbing up and raising a fist. After drawing cheers from the crowd, she hops down and heads to the other side of the ring, to repeat the process. Finally she hops down and saunters over towards the ropes where she is handed a mic. She walks back towards the center as the music dies down.

Cordelia Stevenson: Kind of sounds like you’re happy to see me.

The warm and endearing response she gets causes her to laugh. She nods her head, loving the electric atmosphere of the evening.

Cordelia Stevenson: Just know that the feeling is mutual. It’s been forever, hasn’t it? Jeez, the last time you guys saw me in an FGA ring was over four months ago at Grapple Kingdom III, when I finally…

She exhales deeply and clenches her fist. The corners of her mouth curve ever so slightly into a mischievous grin.

Cordelia Stevenson: --finally got my hands on the world’s fastest sprinter, Ashlyn De Luca.

Of course, the boo birds naturally come out at the mention of De Lucz. No surprise there.

Cordelia Stevenson: Over four months, since I successfully defended my International Heavyweight Championship. Four Four long and tortuous months since I had the honor and privilege of being in front of you amazing fans, and to be honest, it’s felt like even longer than that. I’ve missed this…

She makes a sweeping motion with her hand.

Cordelia Stevenson: I’ve missed this energy. Granted, we’re still functioning in a limited capacity, but it’s a step towards normalcy that I for one can appreciate. I swear, this whole Covid-19 thing just came along and put the entire world at a standstill. The world as we know it seems to have changed completely, and the normal that we once knew may forever be nothing more than a memory, so I am beyond thankful for a trinket of familiarity. I am beyond grateful to be… home, and I’m sure the rest of you out there share those same exact sentiments as well.

Her words are met with a round of applause as the International Heavyweight Champion gives a courteous nod. She gives the fans a moment to quiet down before she continues on.

Cordelia Stevenson: So, welcome back guys, and boy, what a way for FGA to return. It seems as if the people in the back really wanted to kick things off with a bang, so tonight, yours truly will be teaming up once again with the FGA World Champion, Fujiko Mine…

Cordy’s voice trails off as she already anticipates the reaction to her name dropping the champ.

Cordelia Stevenson: -- to go up against the FGA World Tag Team Champions; Neal Durden and Lowri Moss. Pendragon.

The response is thunderous. Well as thunderous as it can possibly get. It is clear the anticipation for the night’s main event is on high.

Cordelia Stevenson: You want to talk about the makings of something explosive. That’s exactly what you’re going to get when you throw four of the industry’s biggest talents into that ring. Fujiko and I definitely have our work cut out for us tonight, there’s no doubt about that. Let’s be honest, Pendragon is about as hot as it gets in this business. They’ve been on an absolute tear, both individually, and as a unit. When anyone mentions tag team wrestling nowadays, their name is probably the first one mentioned along with the Hellcat Spangled Death Squad. Some might even say that they are the best tag team in the world, and I wouldn’t be mad at that at all.

Cordelia shrugs her shoulders and tilts her head as she adjusts the title on her shoulder.

Cordelia Stevenson: Lowri Moss, Neal Durden… two of the very best that this business has to offer. Champions in their own right, and more than capable of pushing Fujiko and I past our proverbial limits, they have my utmost respect. But I’d damn sure be lying if I said I didn’t want to win this one… and badly.

Cordy paces around a bit, her head lowered as she gathers her thoughts.

Cordelia Stevenson: You see, not too long before the world went to hell… Lowri Moss and I headlined a show at Korakuen Hall, and it was an amazing experience; an incredible match, but on that night, I’m not ashamed to admit, Lowri Moss got the best of me. Not that there were any doubts in my mind, but she proved to anyone foolish enough to doubt, that she was indeed the real deal.

Cordelia pauses for a second, sliding the International Heavyweight Championship from her shoulder and holding it into the air.

Cordelia Stevenson: That night has stuck with me. And needless to say, Lowri… I owe you one. And tonight---

Before Cordelia can continue on, she is abruptly cut off as the sounds of “Just Close Your Eyes” by Waterproof Blonde fill the arena with sound. If the mention of Ashlyn DeLuca caused the fans to boo, then the arrival of Savannah Taylor stepping out from the back sends the limited crowd into an absolute tizzy. The former International Heavyweight champion steps out from behind the curtain, a microphone in her hand and a look of absolute derision on her face as she walks down the aisle, her eyes never leaving the woman in the ring. Her heeled boots make a slight clicking noise as she climbs up the steps and climbs between the bottom and middle ropes. She stands just opposite Cordelia and waits for the music to die down before raising the microphone to her lips.

Savannah Taylor:: Sorry to interrupt your heartfelt and GENUINE speech to your…

Savannah glances around at the crowd with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

Savannah Taylor:: Dozens of fans gathered here tonight…

The fans in the stands shower the blonde with a rousing chorus of boos. For her part, Savannah lowers the mic and rolls her blue eyes, giving the fans a few seconds to get their jeers out of their system before she speaks once more.

Savannah Taylor:: Are you through interrupting? The grown ups are trying to have a conversation here. Anyway, before the peanut gallery interrupted me, I actually came out to talk to you, Cordelia. You see, I was listening in the back when you came out and like your fan club gathered here tonight, I couldn’t WAIT to hear what the exalted one was going to say. I was so moved by your words that I couldn’t help myself. I HAD to come out here and tell you that, outside of everything you said about Lowri Moss….

She lowers the mic a little bit, all traces of amusement gone as she clears her throat.

Savannah Taylor:: Everything you have said is complete and utter bullsh*t.

Cordelia is clearly amused by Savannah’s interruption. She slowly saunters around the ring, her eyes glued on the former International Heavyweight Champion.

Cordelia Stevenson: And here I was thinking I was the one that craved attention.

Cordy smirks, recalling the comments that Savannah made about her in another promotion.

Cordelia Stevenson: I’ll be honest with you, Savvy. I’m kind of surprised to see you out here. Considering the fact that in about a week’s time I’m going to put you down once and for all, I kind of figured you’d be enjoying the little time you have left. But alas, I guess that’s me giving you too much credit and believing you’re more than the blonde stereotype. You coming out here must mean one of two thing; either you’re a glutton for punishment, or Jimmy Page permanently disabled the remaining brain cells that you had left. Which one is it?

Cordelia walks up to the ropes and holds the mic out playfully, as she mouths the words ‘please respond’ to the Las Vegas Siren. Between the fans urging Cordelia on and her smirk, it took every ounce of restraint for Savannah to not remove mer earrings and heels and just make Cordelia’s head part of the ring surface. Drawing in a breath, a playful grin creeps onto Savannah’s face as she shrugs.

Savannah Taylor:: We all have a little bit of a masochistic side to us, what can I say? You of all people should know that, Cordelia.

She says with a wink.

Savannah Taylor:: And it’s funny that you mentioned what is taking place in a week’s time. I could go on about how the only reason why you are even competing in my hometown is because some washed up has been suddenly had a hair across her ass about me. Who doesn’t? But that is neither here nor there. Since you’ve taken it upon yourself to branch out and stick your nose where it doesn’t belong, allow me to do the same. You’ve developed a penchant for issuing challenges, haven’t you?

She lowers the mic and simply arches an eyebrow at the champion.

Savannah Taylor:: Then chew on this for a minute. Why don’t you….

She points at Cordy.

Savannah Taylor:: Put that…

She points to the International championship resting on Cordy’s shoulder.

Savannah Taylor:: On the line against me at Only the Strong Survive. That is, of course…..you’re afraid.

The crowd gives an audible “OOOOOO” as the Las Vegas native mockingly hands out the mic, mouthing “You’re response, ma’am.” Cordelia takes a step back, placing her hand on her chest as if in shock.

Cordelia Stevenson: My goodness, look who found a backbone during the quarantine.

Cordelia glances around at the crowd, before focusing her eyes back on the Las Vegas Siren.

Cordelia Stevenson: Someone is feeling bold. Must feel strange not trying to make a statement from someone’s blind side or when you’ve got a crew running with you. Color me impressed, Savvy. Maybe you really are learning how to stand on your own two feet. But you see, my thing is…

Cordelia slides the title off of her shoulder and sets it down onto the mat.

Cordelia Stevenson: -- why wait?

She takes a step backward and beckons Savannah to come forward much to the delight of those in attendance. For a fleeting moment, Savannah’s face literally became the gif of the child wearing Spongebob pajamas looking thoroughly unimpressed.That look is quickly replaced by Savannah laughing to herself, shaking her head in amusement .

Savannah Taylor:: Typical Cordelia Stevenson. Always willing to give it all away before the date takes place. No wonder you’ve earned the nickname the Queen of Curve. Why in GOD’S name would you be willing to give away a perfectly good main event match for free? No no no, that is NOT how we are going to do this. If you and I are going to dance, and believe me sweetie, we ARE….then we may as well make these idiots pay for that kind of action.

She pauses to brush a strand of hair out of her face.

Savannah Taylor:: Since you pride yourself on being such a student of the game, I’m going to give you some homework. Go watch last year’s Only The Strong Survive. Remember what happened there? Remember who wasn’t even thought of when it came to the International championship? This year at that same show….lightning is striking twice, and your entire world is going to go up in flames.

With that, Savannah drops the mic right in front of Cordy, blowing the champion a kiss before she slides out of the ring and heads back up the ramp. Cordelia leans down and retrieves her title from the mat. Her eyes never leave the former champion as a small smile finds itself on her face.

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

[FGA Office]

The hypnotic opening of “Bad Dreams” by Phantogram picks up throughout the arena and the lights fade into a cascade of Fuschia and crimson.

♫ Bad dreams never affect me
I'm not afraid of the concrete
Bad dreams never affect me
I'm not afraid of the concrete ♫

Instead of strutting out in her usual fashion, Izzy Anders seems the part of disillusioned. Her stare isn’t scouring the arena at all. Sauntering to the ring, she already has a microphone in her hand, and she enters the ring via the steps. As the crowd cheers for her, knowing what she had come out for, Izzy doesn’t seem to reflect the same energy. She sits down on the ring mat and stares out towards the entranceway. Wearing one of Fujiko’s hoodies, she withdraws a screwdriver from out of the pocket and places it between her knuckles. The crowd fires up at the sight as Izzy brings the microphone in her opposing hands to her lips.

Izzy Anders: I’m sorry that I’m not in an eager mood tonight. I wish that tonight I could be out here telling all of you who I would be challenging. Or alternatively, I wish I could be telling you about the Gold Rush Rumble coming up, and my wish to win it to get closer to being the completionist that I want to be here. Today, that isn’t the case.

Izzy checks behind herself, a habit formed from being on both sides of an unexpected assault.

Izzy Anders: No, tonight, I have to sit here and wait for a person to come out to explain himself, or at least try to rile me up. Really, he knows, I know, and all of you know what this is going to be about. You know what actions I’m going to make, and you know just how bloody that this whole affair’s about to be. Really, what I am doing is giving the man a chance to speak before he can’t anymore. I’m giving him a last opportunity to use his throat for something other than breathing through a tube.

She points to the ring entranceway.

Izzy Anders: Johnny Karma, you either get out here right now or you agreed to me hunting you like the bastard you are.

As Izzy remains there, she lowers the microphone to her lap. She waits seconds, which become minutes, and after a little too much, she gets up.

Izzy Anders: Okay, Karma, you have made your decision. I’m sorry that it has to be me putting you--

The arena lights flash in a myriad of different colours in time with John Bonham's quite remarkably epic drum intro that is filling the arena. Izzy grips the screwdriver tightly and starts to pace around the ring. In fact, she begins for the edge of the ring, about to make her way but then--

And just as Karma’s theme reaches a crescendo--

Nothing.

Izzy pauses on her way out, slowly drawing herself back in the ring. Immediately, she checks behind her. Nothing was there waiting for her. She leaves the ring to check under the ring and around for any sight of Johnny Karma. As his music continues to play, Izzy’s investigations come up fruitless, and she narrows her eyes at the revelation that she had been had. Karma wasn’t coming out, and Izzy began her trek up the ring ramp with screwdriver and microphone in hand.

Izzy Anders: You’re think you’re ███████ cute? Okay, I got you, man.

Soon, Izzy disappears behind the curtain, discarding the microphone in her search for Karma.

[FGA Office]

An uncomfortable amount of darkness and silence precedes the video. When the picture finally does come to life, Nina Stokes, shown sitting in a chair. The background is nondescript; she is the main focus.

Nina Stokes: I’m a fool.

Her words are sharp. Her tone is gruff.

Nina Stokes: Deep down in my heart, I wanted to believe that Frontier Grappling Arts was different. I’d been told that it was the promised land. So for once, I was hoping that a promotion would treat me with the respect that I deserve—

There’s a short pause.

Nina Stokes: How ignorant of me.

Afterwards, she leans back in her seat and tries to get comfortable.

Nina Stokes: You know, people thought Izzy was crazy when she passionately criticized FGA a few years ago. But she wasn’t crazy whatsoever. No, no, no. Izzy was just one of the first people to see through the veil of bullsh*t.

She shakes her head as feelings of disgust wash over her face.

Nina Stokes: But having been here long enough, I can definitively say that FGA is no promised land. Maybe it was in the past, but those days have long since passed. Now? FGA is no different than any other God forsaken place that I have traveled to. It’s but a mere safe haven to all sorts of heinous bastards and deceivers. It’s another place that has watched injustices happen to me and has turned a blind eye. It’s become abundantly clear that FGA is just another place that intends to use me. That was made all too clear to me at Grapple Kingdom III.

Nina nods her head in self affirmation.

Nina Stokes: Let’s be crystal clear about something. I was f*cked over at Grapple Kingdom. Red mist? It’s illegal in the ring. It’s illegal here in America. And believe it or not, it’s illegal in Japan too. How about that?

There’s another pause.

Nina Stokes: And yet, the referee sat there and watched Sadie spray that mist in my face. And what did he do? Not a damn thing. No disqualification. No reprimand. Not even a f*cking warning―

Her words trail off for just a moment.

Nina Stokes: Let me repeat it for Jethro all the way in the back. FGA and Sadie f*cked me.

Nina goes silent and allows the weight of her words to hover in the atmosphere for a few good moments.

Nina Stokes: Sadie? You are not some great, adorable champion. No. You’re a piece of sh*t.

She snaps her fingers.

Nina Stokes: But more importantly, you lied. You lied to every single fan who watched you that evening. You lied to every single person in this locker room. And you lied to all the powers that be in the back.

Nina nods her head once again.

Nina Stokes: You spoke a great deal about how you were destined to win the United States Championship. However, you weren’t destined to do anything, were you Sadie? I believe that desperate is a more accurate term. You were so desperate to win that you were willing to forgo your morals. You were so desperate that you gave into lying, cheating, and stealing. You were so desperate that you had to break one of the fundamental principles of wrestling. How sad.

A moment or two passes before she continues on.

Nina Stokes: Sadie? You may have walked away with the United States Championship. Congrats. But the harsh truth of the matter is, you’re a failure. You failed to beat me with your own skills. You failed to actually beat Nina Stokes in a FGA ring, just like the others that came before you.

A small smirk begins to form on Nina’s face.

Nina Stokes: That evening, you proved that you weren’t a woman of honor and valor. You revealed that you’re just another deplorable person in this industry. And thus, I’m going to treat you as such. And poor little Sarah Santa Monica? She’s going to pay for your sins as well.

A few seconds pass.

Nina Stokes: Sadie? When you were conjuring this grand plan to screw me over, I sincerely hope that you took everything into consideration. People who f*ck me over always suffer in the end. I hope you’ve made peace with that; I hope you’ve gotten all your affairs in order.

Nina Stokes: You’re going to have a few life-changing experiences, baby. I plan to make them happen sooner rather than later.

The camera lingers on Nina's face for five seconds or so before the picture fades away.

[FGA Office]

Nina Stokes vs. Sarah Santa Monica

The lights in the arena dim to a fairly darkened level. A couple of seconds pass before MUCC’s “Sei to Shi to Kimi” begins to play. The base of the entrance becomes fills up with heavy smoke. Nina Stokes makes her way out from the back a few seconds later. She emerges from the smoke after a moment or two. She gives a sly sneer to camera before she makes her way towards to the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE fall! Introducing first, hailing from Miami, Florida! Weighing in at 140 pounds! She is “The Kodiak” NINA STOKES!

Her pace down to the ring deliberate and leisurely. She tosses a couple of glances towards the crowd, but for the most part, she keeps her eyes fixated on the square circle. Nina flexes her arms a bit as she reaches the end entryway. She cracks her neck and completely circles the ring one time. Afterwards, Nina cracks her knuckles and slides into the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, already in the ring… Sarah Santa Monica!

Nina paces around for a moment. Then she removes her jacket and tosses it into the corner. Nina pulls on the ropes and stretches before she lounges in the corner and waits for the start of the match.

Kris Cruise: Nina Stokes was spitting nothing but venom towards Sadie San Francisco in that video we just saw!

Stephy Auger: Why shouldn’t she? Nina is 100 percent correct. She was screwed out of her championship! Spitting red mist? I don’t even think Sadie did that to NEON or Jaelynn Ramsey, and she HATED them! Sadie was as desperate as Nina said she was.

Kris Cruise: Well we heard from the new United States Champion earlier tonight. The Pope didn’t exactly shy away from her actions. She felt like she did what she had to do and in her mind, she was justified.

Stephy Auger: The only thing that will be justified is Nina Stokes knocking Sadie’s head clean off her shoulders! Sadie is about to find out that she pissed off the wrong one!

The match starts with Santa Monica offering Stokes a handshake. But Stokes isn’t exactly jumping at the opportunity to shake her hand. Santa Monica turns and tries to hype up the crowd into cheering for a handshake. But they can be shown gesturing just how bad of an idea that is.

Kris Cruise: I’m not sure how wise this is.

Stephy Auger: Offering up a handshake isn’t going to stop Nina from beating seven shades of you-know-what out of her.

The camera cuts back to Stokes, who is staring a hole right through Santa Monica. The moment Santa Monica turns to her face, the crowd erupts with boos when Stokes doubles her over with A Slice of Grace (Throat Punch)!

Kris Cruise: Oh come on!

Stephy Auger: Never take your eyes off your opponent! That’s something they teach you on Day One!

A rising knee to the chin knocks Santa Monica upright before a rolling solebutt to the midsection doubles her back over. Stokes then holds Santa Monica’s head down while delivering repeated quick kicks to the face. She then moves Santa Monica into the corner where she unleashes multiple shoot kicks across the ring. After an irish whip sends Santa Monica into the far corner, Stokes charges across the ring before hurling herself at Santa Monica. Stokes crashes into her with running double knee before Santa Monica crumbles from out of the corner. Stokes heads over and latches on to Santa Monica’s wrist before delivering repeated wristlock face kicks. Santa Monica is then yanked up by the wrist before being flung back into the corner. Stokes rushes in and catches her with a lariat before hoisting her up onto the top turnbuckle. The Kodiak then climbs up to the middle ropes and turns to face the ring before lifting Santa Monica up across her shoulders. Stokes then stands up before jumping off and bringing her down with an avalanche fireman’s carry gutbuster.

Kris Cruise: Sarah Santa Monica is down there gasping for air!

Stephy Auger: Yeah, she’s probably got broken ribs!

Instead of going for the cover, Stokes heads out to the apron. She then proceeds to climb to the top turnbuckle before jumping off and crashing down across Santa Monica with a top rope splash! The ref gets down to make the count when Stokes stands up and heads back to the outside. The boos grow louder as Stokes shows no remorse for her inexperienced opponent.

Kris Cruise: Enough’s enough, Nina! Show some compassion!

Stephy Auger: Show some compassion? Where was the front office’s compassion for Nina after she got the US Title stolen from her!? Answer me that one!

The boos continue as Stokes climbs the turnbuckles. Once she get returns to the top, she leaps off before landing down hard across Santa Monica with a diving double foot stomp! Santa Monica curls up on the mat until Stokes pulls her over on all fours. The Kodiak then marches back across the ring before exiting to the apron.

Kris Cruise: Nina, please!

Stephy Auger: You’re crying over Sarah Santa Monica getting beat up? Save those tears for a worthy cause. Nina Stokes, arguably the most dominant wrestler in this company, was a victim of highway robbery and the front office is acting like everything is all fine and dandy! Sadie San Francisco proudly gloats about a title she stole! That’s something to get upset about! Had the roles been reversed, you all would have been calling for Sadie’s head. But because Nina Stokes is the victim, you don’t care. Well I see the game here and so does The Kodiak!

Stokes clubs back up to the top turnbuckle, jumps off and flattens Santa Monica with a diving double foot stomp across the right shoulder blade! Santa Monica is heard crying out in agony.

Kris Cruise: Stokes might have just broken her shoulder.

Stephy Auger: Oh well!

Stokes reaches down, grabs Santa Monica by the hair and slowly peels her up off the mat. She then quickly spins Santa Monica away from her before slipping on the Quietus Redux (Crossface-Chickenwing)! As soon as the hold is cinched in, it doesn’t take long for Santa Monica to use her free arm to tap out.

The crowd erupts with boos when “Sei to Shi to Kimi” blares throughout the arena.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout… NINA STOKES!

Stokes gets the submission victory, but she still keeps the hold locked on. The referee pleads with her to break the hold until Stokes shoves her down to the mat. He then kneels down next to Santa Monica while she clutches her shoulder. Stokes looks down and and simply shakes her head before exiting the ring.

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

[FGA Office]

They’re Coming…

[FGA Office]

Tyler Storm vs Sara Mason

Red lights pulse throughout the arena as "Dear Enemy" begins to radiate throughout the arena, almost immediately followed by Sara Mason marches through the entranceway and pauses at the top of the ramp, dropping into a crouch as she looks towards the ring as a wicked smirk begins to cross her face

Dear Enemy
All that makeup that you wear
Will never hide
There's a devil under there
Dear Enemy
Are you really that insane?
To think that you
Are the only one in pain

Once she's walked halfway down the ramp Mason breaks into a sprint, bearing down upon the ring before she dives under the bottom rope and slides into the ring, quickly rising to a knee as she holds out her arms to let her opponent know that, yes, she's here - now what the hell do they plan on doing about it?

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE fall! Introducing first, hailing from Salem, Oregon! Weighing in at 123 pounds! She is one half of the reigning FGA United States Tag Team Champions… SARA MASON!

How could you do this to me?
Tell me did ya feel good? Did ya get relief?
You know you're a super creep
Cause the things you do won't let you sleep
Got no friends only enemies
Now you got one more...cause you're dead to me

With her eyes fixed firmly upon her opponent Mason crawls back a few paces into the nearest corner so she can reach up to grab the middle ropes, lifting herself back into a crouching position without breaking her stare at any point, and as she awaits the opening bell a sick smile begins to form upon her face

Kris Cruise: Sara Mason and her partner Erin Mariani had so much to say from the comfort of an undisclosed area earlier today. But next time on Vertigo, her and her Silk & Cyanide cohort will be forced to put their US Tag Titles on the line against the Hellcat Spangled Death Squad!

Stephy Auger: I still say that this is an outrage. If FGA Officials really want to fix something, they need to strip Sadie San Francisco of the US Title and give it back to Nina Stokes!

The lights begin to slow fade out to the opening tunes of "Eye of the Tiger" before flashing quickly back on once the rifts of the guitar begin playing, along with being met with flashes of blue and gold light on the stage. Once the song picks up into its normal tune about 25 seconds in, Tyler Storm walks out from behind the curtain to a positive pop, bobbing his head to the beat of the song and mouthing out to the fans.

Before long he reaches ringside and after interacting with a few more people at ringside, he works his way up the stairs onto the ring apron. He rubs his feet off for a few moments, then gripping onto the top rope he jumps up and slides his legs in between the top and middle ropes and into the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: Her opponent, hailing from Tuscaloosa, Alabama! Weighing in at 215 pounds… TYLER STORM!

The song goes on for a few more moments with Storm motioning out to the crowd for a reaction before rushing to one side of the ring just as the drawn out "Eye of the Tiger" lyric hits, landing his right foot on the bottom rope and his left on the middle rope with his arms spread out open with the audience cheering. He then hops back off the ropes and walks over to his corner as the music fades.

Kris Cruise: Tyler Storm asked Lowri Moss for another shot at the Pride Champion. Before he can look to any potential championship match with Moss, he has to get through another champion here tonight.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, but can he? We saw what he just went through recently. He even admitted himself that he’s less than 100 percent.

The match starts off with both grapplers meeting in the center of the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position in the collar-and-elbow, Storm starts to move Mason across the ring. He’s about to move her into the corner when she pivots and presses Storm up against the turnbuckles. While the two remain tangled up in the corner, the ref heads over and gives them until five to break it up.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

As soon as Storm gets his arms in the air, the crowd boos when Mason cheap shots him with a cross chop to the throat. She then takes Storm and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle before targeting his lower back with headbutts.

Kris Cruise: Mason’s going right after Storm’s back!

Stephy Auger: Good! He shouldn’t be out here wrestling, anyway. He knew he was less than 100 percent. But he wanted to prove how “tough” he was.

Mason takes Storm and whips him hard into the far corner. Storm groans as soon as his back collides with the turnbuckles. Mason sizes him up before rushing across the ring. She’s about to strike when Storm counters at the last second with a European Uppercut. Storm comes out of the corner and nails her with a second European Uppercut. After a third uppercut connects, Storm turns and motions towards the ropes when Mason lunges forward and latches onto the back of his tights. The crowd boos when Mason yanks Storm into a knee to the lower back. She then follows up with a one-handed bulldog. Mason goes for the cover.

ONE!
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Storm kicks out.

Kris Cruise: I’ll never call Tyler Storm a fool for competing. But all know how big of a heart this man has. He has too much heart to ever stay down. But he walked into this match with a huge target on his back.

Stephy Auger: Literally.

Mason places Storm in a headlock and goes for a transitional running bulldog when Storm shoves her off into the ropes. Storm tries to catch her off the rebound until Mason slides through his legs. Storm turns around and gets brought down with a step-up hurricanrana. She then pulls Storm up to a seated position and nails him with a kick to the lower back before taking off into the ropes. Mason picks up speed as she rebounds off the ropes and comes back across the ring. A sliding clothesline misses its mark when Storm rolls out of the way. Once both grapplers are back to their feet, Storm heads over and tries to stop her with a bicycle kick. But it’s the kick that gets stopped when Mason catches his foot with both hands. She then swings Storm’s leg away from him before delivers another knee strike across the back. Storm arches his back in pain as he slowly drops down to a knee. Mason then reaches down and wraps her arms around Storm’s neck before delivering the Falling Idol (hangman's neckbreaker to a kneeling opponent)! She goes for the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Mason takes Storm, places him in a headlock and rakes his face across the top rope. She then slams him face-first into the corner before delivering another headbutt to the lower back. After Storm gets turned around, Mason rakes down across his chest before delivering a blistering knife edge chop. A second chop finds its mark before Storm is whipped hard into the far corner. Storm slowly staggers out of the corner until Mason runs over, jumps up and delivers a jumping front facelock into a double knee chestbreaker! Storm stumbles back before collapsing in the corner. He then slowly slumps down in the corner while Mason sets up shop back across the ring. Mason lines Storm up before charging across the ring. She throws herself at Storm with the Blood & Black Lace (high speed running back elbow to an opponent sat in the corner)! She misses! Storm slips to the outside, causing Mason to crash into the corner!

Kris Cruise: Mason missed! Storm has his opening!

Mason rolls back towards the center of the ring while Storm slowly slips back into the ring. She then tries to pick herself up off the mat until Storm rushes over and knocks her down with a scissors kick across the back of the neck. Storm pushes Mason over and makes the cover.

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Mason kicks out.

Storm sets up for an irish whip when Mason reverses, sending him into the ropes. Mason then catches Storm off the rebound with a sleeper hold onto Storm runs backwards and squashes her in the corner. Storm then pivots in the corner and catches Mason with a spinning forearm. Mason is moved off to the side before Storm hoists himself up onto the middle ropes, grabs her and plants her with a Tornado DDT! He goes for the cover.

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Mason gets the shoulder up.

Storm pulls Mason back up before taking off into the far ropes. When Storm returns, Mason swings around him after the rebound and catches him in a sleeper hold. Storm tries to pull Mason’s arm from around his neck. But she’s got the hold sunk in deep. He then latches onto her arm before trying to throw her off of him. But it’s to no avail. Storm reaches forward, but he’s nowhere near the ropes. As time passes inside the hold, Storm drops down to a knee. Mason then forces him down to both knees before transitioning into the Implied Consent (camel clutch with a double fishhook)! The official is quick to point out the illegal fishhooks and warns Mason. Instead of breaking the hold, Mason simply stares at the referee and counts along with him! Just as the ref’s count is about to hit five, Mason slips the sleeper back on. Storm puts his arm in the air and starts to wave it up and down to get the crowd going. The crowd takes their cue from Storm and start to rally behind him with claps. It doesn’t take long for Storm to feed off the energy of the fans. He gets one foot firmly down on the mat before battling back to a vertical base. An elbow to the gut finds its mark. A second elbow connects, then a third. Two more elbows connects before the hold is broken. Both grapplers are doubled over. Who will make the first move. It’s Storm! He slowly stands back up. He motions towards the ropes until Mason grabs him from behind and delivers the Lorelei (with the opponent in a headlock, Mason dives out of the ring to snap their neck on the ropes).

Stephy Auger: So much for that comeback, Cruise.

After Storm rolls away from the ropes, Mason rushes over and running seated senton across his back. She pushes him over to make the cover.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Mason takes Storm and sends him for the ride. She goes to tackle him down out of the rebound with a Lou Thesz Press when Storm catches her in mid air, turns and throws her down with a spinebuster! Storm stays on his knees before collapsing to the mat.

Kris Cruise: What a counter from Storm!

Stephy Auger: Get up, Sara! Get up!

The referee goes over to check on Storm before heading over to check after Mason. He then stands back up and starts to count. Once the count reaches “SIX!”, both grapplers begin to make their way back to their feet. Storm is the first to strike, nailing Mason with a knife edge chop. A second knife edge chop connects. Then a third. Storm continues to fire off chops! He throws out a jumping knee strike, but Mason is able to swat it down before raking him across the eyes. The boos continue as Mason hits the far ropes. When she comes back, Storm knocks her off her feet with a spinning heel kick.

Kris Cruise: Mason caught all of that kick!

Stephy Auger: No, no, no!

Storm pulls Mason back up and sends her for the ride. When Mason comes back, she gets caught off the rebound with a bicycle kick to the face! After a jumping knee strike knocks Mason back into the ropes, Storm heads over, takes control of her wrist and whips her across the ring. As Mason comes back, Storm heads across the ring before knocking her down with a yakuza kick! Storm gingerly reaches down and slowly pulls Mason back to her feet before bringing her back down with a swinging neckbreaker! Mason is slowly pulled back to her feet before Storm turns her over into an inverted headlock. Storm looks out to the crowd before spinning around to throw out the Hybrid Crackdown (inverted headlock into Rolling Elbow)! Storm whiffs when Mason ducks. She then ducks rolls him up before throwing him down with the Aenigma (Mason rolls up the opponent into a kneeling position with a schoolboy, where she grabs their head and slams it into the mat)! As Storm struggles to get back to his feet, Mason smiles as she watches him. The smile slowly face before reaches down and grabbing Storm by the head. Mason starts to pull Storm back up off his knees until Storm quickly wraps her up in a small package!

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The crowd explodes with cheers as “Eye of the Tiger (Metal Cover)” blasts over the PA.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout… TYLER STORM!

Mason sits up and is shocked. She looks over at the ref and shakes her head ‘no.’ But he confirms her worst fear: it WAS a three count! The referee then heads to the outside, where he gingerly raises Storm’s arm in victory.

Kris Cruise: Tyler Storm picks up the win here over Sara Mason! Sara had Tyler down. He was hurt. But she got too cocky and it cost her in the end! Coming up next, we’ve got Mark Bisley defending his 15 Championship against former champion, Ashley Sands. We’ll be right!

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

[FGA Office]

The following is a clip taken from a stream of Ashley Sands’ Twitch:

Ashley Sands leans back in a high back chair, turning side to side slightly as she looks to the camera directed at her, headset still perched atop her head.

Ashley Sands: That’s it for the night, there were a few rough games there but I can’t end it on any better than getting out of diamond to masters rank. Last time I checked with Ang he said he almost had dinner done.

Ashley peeled the headset away from her head to set it on top by her mic stand. A look back to her and Angelo’s dogs, four eyes perked up with interest, told her that her assumption was probably correct. Turning her attention back to her screen, she went to read messages from her chat.

Ashley Sands: How am I feeling about getting back to wrestling? That really is a dumb question but there’s been a lot of that going on in the world. To the point? I can’t wait. My last match was hot garbage and I left without my title. And I’ve had four damn months to sit and let stew. Even going outside and do other stuff is a big thing these days. New Jersey was an arm's length from virus-central so staying inside and doing a whole lot of nothing has been the name of the game these days. I’d hate to admit it but Ang’s idea to have a home gym was a pretty good idea. Four months of not really talking to anyone but you guys, Ant’s been around a little the last month or so as soon as things calmed down some, just me and my thoughts with a bunch of regrets on how things went down. And now I can fix that and get things back to normal. If Bisley thinks I’m going to just accept failure then he clearly hasn’t been paying much attention.

Ashley pauses a moment as she continues to read the scrolling text of messages.

Ashley Sands: Chase? Nope and I really don’t have anything else to say to her that hasn’t already been said. She knows what she did and why I’m pissed. Must been nice to live in a fantasy land where nothing is serious and we can all just have a laugh about everything. And people call Ant the weird one of us. Yeah, ok. But that’s it for now. I know better to try to get in between an Italian and his food and I know full well he’ll start without me. Check back here at the same time tomorrow and the grind keeps going.

With the push of a button, the screen changes to a static image, an colorfully animated drawing of Ashley with a controller in her hands with an amused look on her face.

[FGA Office]

15 CHAMPIONSHIP
(c) Mark Bisley vs. Ashley Sands

The opening guitar riff of "Warrior" by Skarlett Riot begins to play over the sound system seconds before the Hybrid Champion Ashley Sands walks out onto the stage. Pointing out to the fans all over the arena, Sands walks down to the ring. Once she gets down to ringside, and gets on the apron before climbing the turnbuckle from the outside. She nimbly climbs the turnbuckle from the outside to perch atop the top rope as she sits on her knees.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit. It is for the FGA 15 CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger! Hailing from Bradley Beach, New Jersey… ASHLEY SANDS!

With her name being announced, Ashley holds both of her arms up as she lays back on the turnbuckle post behind her. Flashing from cameras going off all around her, Sands rolls forwards to flip down into the ring and land on her feet.

Kris Cruise: Ashley Sands is looking to win back her 15 Championship here tonight after losing it in the Triple Threat Match at Grapple Kingdom III.

Stephy Auger: She can’t even blame Ashley Marie Chase for taking the fall when she’s the one that got beat!

Kris Cruise: Between losing the 15 Championship and potentially losing her friendship with AMC, this hasn’t been a good year for Sands.

Stephy Auger: You forgot to add "being married to a D-tier Sands family member" to your list.

Kris Cruise: Stop it, Stephy.

The arena lights dim to almost pitch blackness, save for a couple of blue lights that pulse in sync with the intro to "Storms End" that is rising in pitch and intensity until the main hook burst forth and, at that very second, the ramp is bathed in blue light as Mark Bisley strides onto the ramp before he turns his head towards the title resting upon his shoulder and raises the belt high above his head while wearing one hell of a self-satisfied smirk upon his face

Keeping his title raised as he makes his way down the ramp, Bisley walks at his own pace as he confidently walks to the ring at his own pace right up until he reaches the ringside area, and once he reaches the ringside area he lowers his arm and breaks into a short dash to give him the momentum to hop onto the ring apron where he crouches for a moment and taps the side of his head a couple of times to the song's beat before he climbs onto the nearest turnbuckles

J.A. Aldridge: Her opponent, hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota! Weighing in at 201 pounds! He is the reigning and defending FGA 15 Champion! He is “The New Ace,” MARK BISLEY!

As he stands on the turnbuckles with the title held firmly in his hands, Bisley fixes his eyes on his opponent as he looks down on them and the smirk leaves his face entirely as his eyes move from his opponent to the title and then back to his opponent once more, at which point he climbs down from the turnbuckles and the second his feet meet the canvas he whips the towel from around his shoulders and chucks it to the referee without taking his eyes off his opponent, as he takes a few steps forward so he's stood in the centre of the ring where he drops to a knee and carefully places his title on the mat where he runs his hand over its faceplate while looking his opponent dead in the eye to remind them of one fact: this is my title.

Kris Cruise: Mark Bisley was victorious at Grapple Kingdom. His plans came to fruition. He didn’t just walk out of our last pay per view as a champion, but he successfully drove a wedge between Sands and AMC that may never be repaired.

Stephy Auger: I won’t say that him defeating Sands and Chase was easy. They are both quality athletes and former champions in their own right. But driving a wedge between Sands and AMC? Oh man, that was as easy as taking candy from a baby. It isn’t hard to create dissension when there’s already a noticeable rift between the two. Bisley may have been the man that stirred the pot, but Sands and Chase played right into their hands. That’s why he’s the smartest man in all of wrestling.

The bell sounds as champion and challenger make their way out of their respective corners. As they approach the center of the ring, Bisley signals for a test of strength. Sands appears receptive and starts to slowly engage. Once both grapplers locked hands, the crowd boos when Bisley trips up Sands and knocks her down to the mat. Bisley is quick to hook his arms around one of her legs and tries to turn her over into the L'Étoile du Nord (Canadian Maple Leaf) until Sands uses her free leg to shove him down to the mat. After both grapplers scramble back to their feet, Bisley brings Sands down to the mat with a double leg takedown. He then tries to wrap up Sands’ legs for the Minnesota Cloverleaf (Texas cloverleaf with a knee to the opponent's back) when Sands pulls him down into a modified small package.

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Bisley kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Bisley nearly got caught and he would not have been the first one tonight!

Both grapplers slowly make their way back to their feet. Bisley and Sands begin to circle each other before making their way towards the center of the ring. A lock up follows. After jockeying for position, Bisley gains the advantage with a side headlock. Sands quickly brought down in the mat after a side headlock takeover. She then reverses into a grounded headscissors before Sands escapes with a kip up. Bisley starts to pick himself off the mat as Sands rushes in. He quickly brings Sands back down with a single leg takedown. Bisley tries to turn her over into the L'Étoile du Nord. This time, Sands counters by using her free leg to deliver several upkicks. The last kick catches Bisley underneath the chin and snaps his head back. Bisley breaks the hold as he stumbles into the ropes. The champion tries to shake out the cobwebs as Sands gets back to her feet. The challenger then rushes in until Bisley ducks and dumps her over the top rope. Sands lands safely on the floor before reaching back in and yanking Bisley down hard to the mat. After Bisley is dragged to the outside, Sands slides back in before taking off into the far ropes. Sands picks up speed as she comes back before connecting with a baseball slide, knocking him down! Sands then slips out to the apron before pulling herself up using the ropes. She heads over towards the ring post and starts climbing the turnbuckles. Sands flips off… and catches nothing when Bisley rolls himself back into the ring! Instead of crashing to the floor, Sands again lands safely on her feet! She then rolls herself back inside as Bisley hits the far ropes. Bisley comes back across the ring when Sands leaps up and takes him down with a Codebreaker!

Kris Cruise: Into Dust! Sands just hit Bisley with one of her signature maneuvers early in the match!

Sands grabs Bisley and drags him into position before stepping out to the apron. The crowd cheers on Sands as they see her climbing with purpose. Sands has her sights set on hitting the Sunset (Swanton Bomb) to win back her title.

Kris Cruise: ...and now she’s going up top to finish him off!

Stephy Auger: No! NO! Bisley, GET UP!

As soon as Sands climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, the crowd boos when Bisley rolls to the outside.

Kris Cruise:

Stephy Auger: Phew! Thank you!

Sands hops back down before waving Bisley back in. Bisley starts to pace back and forth at ringside before marching over and snatching the 15 Championship off the timekeeper’s table. The champion climbs the stairs onto the platform ramp before turning and heading towards the back.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Kris Cruise: Woah, woah, woah! Where does he think he’s going!?

Stephy Auger: This is the champion’s advantage, Cruise! Sands has to beat him, not the other way around! Bisley can lose this match by countout and still keep his championship!

Kris Cruise: Are you kidding me? So because Sands has gotten the best of him, he’s just going to walk out of this match? Give me a break!

Sands shakes her head ‘no’ before marching across the ring. She exits out to the platform ramp and runs after Bisley. At the last second, Bisley drops the belt, turns around and clobbers Sands with an elbow smash, dropping her down. Bisley scans the booing crowd before pointing to the side of his head.

Kris Cruise: Oh, that no good son of a gun!

Stephy Auger: See? See!? I told you that Bisley was the smartest man in wrestling! He isn’t called “Smart” Mark for nothing! He lured Sands right into his trap! Maybe if Sands had a friend out there with her that could have warned her. But that’s right, she’s not NO ONE now because she pushed Ashley Marie Chase away! HA HA!

Bisley pulls up Sands before throwing her down hard with a snap suplex onto the platform ramp! The loud thud is heard when Sands lands back-first across the platform ramp. Bisley pulls Sands back up and marches back towards the ring. Sands is is then tossed in through the ropes before Bisley steps back inside. He drops down and goes for the cover.

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Sands gets the shoulder up.

Sands is moved into the corner before Bisley nails her with a knife edge chop. A second knife edge chop finds its mark. A third blistering knife edge chop causes the ref to flinch. Bisley continues to go to work on Sands. This time, by unleashing the Minnesota Buzzsaw (repeated shoot kicks to a cornered opponent's chest)! After a rolling solebutt doubles Sands over, Bisley pulls her from out of the corner before bringing her down with Greetings from the Twin Cities (hangman's neckbreaker over the knee)! He makes the cover.

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Sands gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Another two count for the champ.

Stephy Auger: It might have been only two, but look who is in control now!

Kris Cruise: Yeah, after his cheap shot!

Stephy Auger: “Cheap?” I don’t seem to recall him poking or raking Sands across the eyes. An elbow strike is perfectly legal.

Kris Cruise: You know exactly what I’m talking about, Stephy!

Bisley quickly takes hold of the arm that Sands raised off the mat before locking her in a cross armbreaker! Sands tries to stop him from fully locking it in by locking her hands together. But Bisley has a plan for that and repeatedly brings her leg down across her face! The last strike causes Sands to break her grip. Bisley then falls back and fully locked in the hold.

Stephy Auger: The armbar is all the way on now!

Kris Cruise: All Bisley has to do is elevate those hips to really start doing some damage.

Sands is seen kicking her legs wildly while crying out in pain. The official gets down and asks Sands if she wants to give up. She refuses. Bisley remains undeterred and keeps the hold locked in. Sands tries to kip up out of the hold, but it’s to no avail. She reaches her arm out towards the ropes. But she’s a long ways away from them. After putting her hand underneath one of Bisley’s wrists, Sands grunts as she turns over and pins him with a modified schoolboy.

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Bisley kicks out.

Once both grapplers are back to their feet, Sands gets caught with another rolling solebutt to the midsection. Bisley then pulls her into a front facelock and sets up for another snap suplex. This time, Sands blocks it before reversing into a small package.

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Bisley kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Oh, that was close!

Bisley runs over and throws out a lariat. He whiffs when Sands rolls underneath the strike. Bisley’s momentum then takes him into the far ropes. He comes back off the rebound with speed and throws another running lariat. This time, Sands ducks, floats over across his back and counters by spiking him with a crucifix driver!

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Bisley gets a shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Bisley landed hard across the back of his neck and STILL found a way to get the shoulder up!

Stephy Auger: That’s because he’s great, Cruise.

Sands pulls Bisley up into a front facelock before moving backwards into the corner. She climbs up onto the middle ropes and sets up for a Tornado DDT. Before Sands can spin off, Bisley pulls himself free and counters with a step-up enzuigiri. The kick causes Sands to teeter over before falling onto the apron. Bisley kneels down on the mat and slowly waves the challenger back up. Once she’s in position, Bisley heads back into the corner. He throws out a triangle enzuigiri… and misses when Sands ducks out of the way. Bisley scrambles back to his feet and gets caught with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. Sands then slingshots herself over the top rope with a sunset flip. The crowd cheers while Bisley swings his arms wildly! Bisley tries to regain his balance! But Sands ultimately wins out by pulling Bisley down into the pin!

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Bisley leans forward and counters Sands into a pin…

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Sands pulls Bisley back down into a pin…

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Bisley kicks out.

Kris Cruise: How close was that?

Stephy Auger: Too close!

Once both grapplers are back to their feet, Bisley goes for another rolling solebutt. This time, Sands blocks by grabbing his leg. She then lifts Bisley up and delivers a shinbreaker before knocking him off his feet with a spinning leg sweep! Sands then hits the far ropes, returns and lands across Bisley with the Wind Whisper (Rolling Senton)! She turns over for the cover.

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Bisley gets the shoulder up.

Sands starts to slowly pulls Bisley off the mat until he quickly pulls her down with a single leg takedown before following up with the KneeDT (Foot DDT)! Sands remains down on the mat as Bisley exists out to the apron. The 15 Champion begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, he leaps off for the Sapienza (frog splash to the opponent's legs)... and misses when Sands rolls back onto her knees.

Kris Cruise: He missed! Mark Bisley missed the Frog Splash! He was trying to target Sands’ legs, but she rolled out of the way!

Stephy Auger: Mark! Maaaaark! Get up!

Sands starts slapping the canvas to get the crowd hyped up. The crowd takes their cue from the challenger and start to clap in unison. Sands then slowly rises back to her feet while she measures up Bisley. Sands then charges across the ring before flattening Bisley with a Shining Wizard! She goes for the cover.

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Bisley gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Sands is getting closer and closer! Can you feel it, Stephy! Can you feel this match slipping away from Mark Bisley!?

Stephy Auger: Be quiet!

Sands takes Bisley and whips him hard into the corner. As Bisley stumbles from out of the corner, Sands runs over and jumps up for another Into Dust. This time, Bisley blocks by grabbing onto her and holding her up. Bisley then turns, runs into the corner and sits Sands down on the mat. He steps back before throwing out another step-up enzuigiri. He whiffs when Sands ducks the kick. After Bisley gets back to his feet and turns around, Sands knocks him back with a front kick to the face. She then stands up on the middle ropes before flipping off and bringing him down with a Blockbuster! The cover gets made…

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The crowd sighs when Bisley gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: She was that close! Sands was that close to getting the 15 Championship back!

Sands takes Bisley, delivers an irish whip, follows him into the corner and blasts him with the Wind Kick (Running boot kick into corner)! Bisley is then whipped into the far corner before Sands charges across the ring and connects with another Wind Kick!

NO!

Bisley catches her foot. He then drags Sands from out of the corner before throwing her down with a dragon screw leg whip!

Kris Cruise: OHHH!

Stephy Auger: YES!

Bisley heads over, drops to a knee and rubs the canvas right next to Sands’ face before getting back up and heading across the ring. After Sands struggles to get back to her feet, Bisley darts over and Drops her down face-first to the mat with You Didn't See That Coming (high speed running dropkick to the knee)! Bisley then rushes over towards the side of the ring, hops onto the middle ropes, flips back and connects with the Corazón de Zorro (lionsault to a face-down opponent's back)! The boos continue as he pulls Sands over onto her back before heading to the apron. He scales to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and crashes down across Sands’ legs with the Sapienza! Bisley then hooks Sands’ leg before turning her over into the L'Étoile du Nord!

Stephy Auger: It’s alllll over now, Cruise!

Sands cries out in pain while Bisley pulls back on the leg. The ref gets down and asks Sands if she wants to give up. Sands’ hand trembles as she lifts it up off the mat. She motions to tap, then stops to shake her head ‘no.’ Bisley looks around in disbelief as the challenger starts to pull herself across the ring. Bisley hangs on to the hold. But he can’t stop Sands’ trek towards the side of the ring. She then reaches out and grabs the bottom rope to signal a rope break!

Kris Cruise: She made it to the ropes! Get in there and force him to break the hold, ref!

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… F-

A frustrated Bisley lets go before storming across the ring. After Sands struggles to pull herself up using the ropes, Bisley darts back across the ring and takes control of her back with a rear waistlock. Sands fights him off with repeated elbows to the face. Bisley won’t let go of the hold, but Sands won’t let him execute what he’s got in mind. She continues to throw out elbow after elbow as she fights to hang on. Sands hits Bisley with another elbow… and another elbow… and another elbow… and anoth-NO! Bisley finally fights through it and throws Sands down with the Sands-Killer Combo (two rolling German suplexes followed by a release Dragon suplex)! The crowd boos Bisley while he sets up shop across the ring. After Sands struggles to pick herself up to a knee, Bisley charges forward, hurls himself at Sands and flattens her with the Lux Aeterna (Busaiku Knee to a kneeling opponent)! He makes the cover.

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THREE!

The crowd boos as “Storms End” hits the speakers.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout… aaaaaand STIIILLLLL the FGA 15 Champion, MARK BISLEY!

The boos continue while Bisley gets handed the 15 Championship. Bisley makes his way into the corner before climbing to the middle ropes and raising the title belt over his head.

Kris Cruise: Ashley Sands put up a hell out a fight. I thought she had Mark Bisley beat several times throughout this match. But the three count continued to elude her. In the end, it was Mark Bisley that was able to pull out the win.

Stephy Auger: I’m sure somewhere in the back, Ashley Marie Chase is cheering at the top of her lungs!

Kris Cruise: Ashley Marie Chase made her intentions clear earlier in the night. She is going after the winner of this match to get her one on one shot at the title. Mark Bisley, be ready because AMC is coming your way. Coming up next? It’s your main event as FGA World Champion, Fujiko Mine, and FGA International Heavyweight Champion, Cordy Stevenson, take on the FGA World Tag Team Champions, Pendragon! Talk about a dream match, ladies and gentlemen. You do not want to miss this one. We’ll be right back!

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
CHAMPIONS vs CHAMPIONS
(c) Fujiko Mine & (c) Cordy Stevenson vs. (c) Pendragon

The lights flicker as "Take A Chance" by CFO$ begins to play over the PA system, and out through the curtains walks Neal Durden, followed closely by Lowri Moss. The Welsh duo stand side by side on the stage for a moment, surveying the crowd, before they then make their way towards the ring, with Neal leading the way.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest, scheduled for one fall, is your MAIN EVENT of the evening! Introducing first, making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of 320 pounds! They are the reigning FGA World Tag Team Champions! Lowri Moss and Neal Durden… PENDRAGON!

After climbing the steps and entering the ring, Lowri heads for one of the corners and climbs to the second rope to look out at the cheering fans, while Neal simply stands in the middle of the ring with his pinky finger up and a smirk on his face.

Kris Cruise: Pendragon and the Hellcat Spangled Death Squad will get their hands on Silk & Cyanide at Only the Strong Survive, live and on pay per view. But before Pendragon start plotting their revenge, they have to make it through tonight. This isn’t a traditional tag team they’re facing, but they are facing two FGA All-Timers.

Stephy Auger: As much as I’d hate to give Cordy or Fujiko any credit, you’re right. They are two All-Timers. They’re the top two singles champions in FGA currently.

Kris Cruise: I can definitely see this crowd being divided her tonight between both teams.

The lights dim down and take on a purplish hue as a light smoky mist fills the entranceway. The soulful opening to Nipsey Hussle’s “Been Down” begins playing as Swizz Beats offering the tracks opening monologue.

Never sell out
Sometimes you gotta talk that talk to em, Nipsey
Sometimes they can't handle it though...
But we don't care...

Yeah
This a moment, This special...

As the beat drops, the crowd gives a loud pop as Cordelia Stevenson emerges from the mist with a bounce in her step and dancing to the music. She comes to a stop atop the walkway, glancing around and taking in the reception. She rolls her neck around before bowing her head and letting her hair fall in front of her face. A few seconds go by before she snaps her head up, whipping her hair back from in front of her face.

J.A. Aldridge: Their opponents! First, hailing from Freeport, Long Island! Weighing in at 147 pounds! She is the reigning FGA International Heavyweight Champion… CORDY STEVENSON!

Before she reaches the ring, she stops and pulls off her face mask, giving it to a lucky fan before hopping onto the apron and entering the ring. She immediately heads towards the turnbuckles, climbing up and raising a fist. After drawing cheers from the crowd, she hops down and heads to the other side of the ring, to repeat the process. Finally she hops down and saunters over to the corner as the music fades out.

Kris Cruise: Speaking of revenge, Savannah Taylor is looking for revenge of her own against Cordy Stevenson. She’ll be challenging the champion for the International Title at Only the Strong Survive!

Stephy Auger: The nerve of Cordy Stevenson. This woman went to Savannah’s Taylor’s other place of employment and picked a fight with her. If she that obsessed? Is she that mental? I don’t know what she is. I do know this, though. Savannah Taylor is going to give Cordy Stevenson ALL the attention she craves at Only the Strong Survive!

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?"

The beat of "Can you feel it?" kicks in, and the crowd bursts into cheers, knowing who is about to arrive. The funky beat quickly spreads through the arena, and the crowd begins stomping and clapping along as the song begins. The lights in the arena dim, with pink and gold spotlights swirling around the arena.


"If you look around
The whole world is coming together now...baby..."

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?!"

The crowd is getting heavily into the song, and as the Jacksons sing the title of the song, the lights in the arena bump brighter and brighter.


Feel it in the air, the wind is taking it everywhere...

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?!"

On the third one, A spotlight and the camera focuses in on the emerging figure of Fujiko Mine, who stands at one of the crowd entrances. Over her ring attire is a shirt that has her "Apex Goddess" logo on it. Behind her, the imposing XENA has her arms folded. Fujiko keeps her movements a bit reserved, but it is clear she is enjoying the music as the crowd is. She begins to make her way down the steps, dancing and bobbing down the steps until she reaches the arena floor.

J.A. Aldridge: Her partner, hailing from Milwaukee, Wisconsin! Weighing in at 152 pounds! She is the reigning and record-setting FGA World Champion! This is the “Apex Goddess”... FUJIKO MINE!

After maneuvering through a cleared aisle in the crowd, Fujiko reaches the ringside area, and follows it up with a graceful handspring onto and over the guardrail. She quickly runs up the steps, then hops onto the top turnbuckle. Xena clears the guardrail behind her, and a single spotlight converges on the woman known as the Apex Goddess. She hooks herself up on top, and as the title of the song comes around, she throws her hands up, fingers outstretched each time.

Stephy Auger: Hey! HEY! Sometime today, lady! This is a main event that’s about to get underway! We’ve only got so much TV time remaining, you know!

Kris Cruise: Don’t be a grouch, Stephy! Let Fujiko and the fans have their fun.

"Now, tell me..."

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?!"

Each time, blue and yellow streamers are thrown over her posing form. She takes any lingering streamers off her person, and then she comes down off the turnbuckle.

She motions for the crowd to join in, and they oblige, the entire arena filled as the crowd joins in...

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?"

"Can You Feel It?!"

Fujiko grins widely, then pulls the shirt off over her head and tosses it into the crowd. She then leans into the nearest corner before the match begins.

Stephy Auger: Speaking of Only the Strong Survive, Seth Iser gets his chance to put down Fujiko Mine, once and for all, at the pay per view. I. Can’t. Wait.

Kris Cruise: Seth Iser made it through the Wildcard Lottery to win his shot at the World Champion or the International Champion. Cordy Stevenson, a former Wildcard Lottery winner herself, knows all about having to make it through that tournament. But it was Fujiko who Seth Iser chose to challenge. This is a match, a rematch actually, that is two years in the making. Fujiko successfully defended her Pride Championship against him two years ago. Can she deny him the World Championship, as well? We’ll find out on pay per view. Both sides look like they’re ready, Stephy! This main event is about to kick off! It’s Champions versus Champions! Here we go!

All four champions make their way towards the center of the ring. After the referee goes over instructions, both sides are met with applause as they shake hands with one another. Both sets of champions then make their way into their respective corners in the final moments before the opening bell. The bell sounds as Fujiko Mine and Neal Durden look to start things off. Fujiko claps her hands while circling the ring as Durden raises his arms up and down to get the crowd even more hyped up. The two champs size each other up before heading towards the center of the ring and locking up. After a collar-and-elbow tie up, Fujiko gains the advantage with a side headlock. She quickly performs a standing switch and transitions into a hammerlock before spinning Durden towards her and catching him in another side headlock. Durden is then brought down to the mat seconds later with a side headlock takedown. Durden remains on his back until grabbing a hold of Fujiko and pinning her with a bridge & counter roll.

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Fujiko rolls back over and maintains control of the side headlock.

Durden is shown turning down the chance to quit before battling back to a vertical base. From there, Durden shoves Fujiko off into the ropes. When the World Champion returns, she knocks Durden down with running shoulder block. The Apex Goddess turns and heads into another set of ropes. On the comeback, Durden returns to his feet with a kip up before leapfrogging over the World Champion. Fujiko continues to run the ropes. When she comes back, Durden performs another leapfrog while Fujiko rolls underneath him. After Durden lands on his feet and turns around, Fujiko rolls back on the canvas and wraps her legs around Durden’s neck before bringing him down with a rotating handstand into a headscissors takedown! Fujiko pulls up Durden and sends him for the ride. On the comeback, Durden slows down once he sees Fujiko running past him into the same set of ropes. When Durden turns around, Fujiko throws out a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown. Durden’s able to counter by cartwheeling out of it. He then rushes over and executes a running hurricanrana, only for Fujiko to return the favor by countering with a cartwheel out of the move. Both grapplers then rush towards each other and throw out a pair of dropkicks before flipping over with a handstand and turning to face each other with raised fists. Fujiko and Durden are met with cheers and applause from the crowd and their tag team partners.

Stephy Auger: Aw, would you look at that. Little Neal Durden can keep up with Fujiko. Isn't that just nice. I bet Lowri is so proud of her water boy.

Kris Cruise: Would you stop!?

Fujiko and Durden proceed to circle the ring. They then begin to inch back over towards the center of the ring. They motion for a lock up until Durden ducks under, goes behind and wraps up Fujiko in a rear waist lock. Durden keeps the hold applied until he tries for a ripcord knee strike! No! Fujiko counters with a gamengiri! While Durden is dazed, Fujiko turns and heads towards the side of the ring. She throws herself against the ropes and comes back with a handspring rebound enzuigiri! Fujiko returns to her feet and throws out a standing moonsault, only for Durden to roll out of the way. Instead of hitting the canvas, Fujiko lands safely on her feet, turns and comes down on Durden with a standing Shooting Star Press! She hooks the leg…

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Durden gets the shoulder up.

Fujiko takes Durden and delivers an irish whip. As Durden returns, he slows down once he sees Fujiko running past him into the ropes. When Durden turns around, Fujiko goes to knock his head off with the 4-Play (running single keg dropkick), only for Durden to roll underneath it. Fujiko scrambles back to her feet and rushes over towards Durden, only to get thrown down with a Sling Blade! Durden picks up Fujiko and lifts her up for an Olympic Slam, only for her to slip down from behind. He quickly gets his back taken by Fujiko. He senses she’s about to lift him up for the MIDA Multi-Tool (Lumbar Check). So he counters with repeated elbows to the back of the neck. After performing a standing switch, Durden throws Fujiko down with a schoolboy transitioned into a powerbomb! The move is met with applause while the World Champion slowly rolls out of the ring. Back inside, Durden starts to bounce on the balls of his feet before taking off into the far ropes. He charges across the ring full steam ahead. He motions for a dive to the outside, only to kick off the ropes, twirl through the air and land on his knee in a superhero pose before pointing out to Fujiko. Fujiko looks back at Durden with a slight smirk before applauding him.

Kris Cruise: How about that? Durden just took a page out of the champion’s book there!

Fujiko climbs back up onto the apron before stepping back in through the ropes. She continues to circle the ring until she sees Cordy Stevenson hold her arm up for the tag. The Apex Goddess smiles as she looks around at the crowd. She then points over to her corner to get a reaction from the audience. Fujiko then waves her arms up and down to get the crowd hyped up before pointing back over to Stevenson. Once Fujiko’s gotten the loud reaction she is looking for, she heads over and tags Stevenson in.

Kris Cruise: Here comes Saint Sexy!

Stephy Auger: Now Lowri’s in!

Stevenson enters through the ropes. Her and Durden are about to lock up when Durden steps back. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Lowri Moss in the corner with her arm up for the tag. The 2x double champion starts to repeatedly slap on the top turnbuckle to get the crowd even more hyped up. They take their cue from the Pride and co-Tag Champion and start to clap in unison. Durden then heads over and tags Moss in.

Kris Cruise: Lowri Moss was able to pull off the upset over Cordy Stevenson one in one over at “Artemis Kaiser Power Hall 2020” back in March. You know Moss would love to repeat that performance here in an FGA ring.

Stephy Auger: Oh yeah. I’m sure Petty LaBelle over there hasn’t forgotten about that loss, either.

Moss steps in through the ropes. Both Moss and Stevenson shake hands before circling the ring.


Stephy Auger: You know having to shake Lowri’s hand just kills Cordy on the inside.

Kris Cruise: Stop it, Stephy.

They size each other up as they slowly inch back towards the center. A collar-and-elbow follows. Moss and Stevenson start to jockey for position until Moss overpowers Stevenson and moves her across the ring into the ropes. The official is quick to get in and call for a clean break.

Ref: ONE… TWO…

Moss and Stevenson make the clean break. The champions exchange some friendly words until Moss quickly goes for an irish whip. But Stevenson is right there to pivot and reverse, whipping Moss into the far ropes. When Moss comes back, she runs over the International Heavyweight Champion with a running shoulder block, resulting in cheers from the crowd. Stevenson remains on her back until she rolls back and returns to her feet with a kip up. Moss stares at Cordy before running into another set of ropes. On the comeback, Stevenson performs a leapfrog as Moss continues to run the ropes. Moss comes back off the rebound and runs the ropes again while Stevenson doesn't even turn around to leapfrog over her! NO! Moss stops behind Stevenson and catches her on the way down in an elevated rear waist lock! Moss walks with the IHC held up around the ring before throwing her down with a German Suplex! Moss is met with cheers and applause as she turns over onto a knee and sees Stevenson trying to push herself up. The moment Stevenson gets up to a knee, Moss bursts to her feet, darts over and flattens her with a Shining Wizard! She makes the cover.

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Stevenson gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Moss got the better of that exchange, but she only gets a two count!

Stephy Auger: Cordy might be having flashbacks to Power Hall with the way that Lowri owned her there.

Kris Cruise: What’s with your hostility towards Cordy Stevenson?

Stephy Auger: What’s with her hostility towards Savannah Taylor!? Answer me that one!

Moss takes Stevenson, moves her into the corner and unleashes the Scarlet Barrage (Alternating rapid-fire knife edge chops and forearms to a cornered opponent)! The cheers continue as Stevenson is whipped into the far corner before Moss charges across the ring. She hurls herself at Stevenson for a spinning heel kick. She misses! Stevenson dives out of the way, sending Moss crashing into the turnbuckles! Stevenson picks up Moss and slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle before turning her around. The IHC lights up Moss with four right hands before switching to multiple shoot kicks to the chest. Stevenson continues to fire off the kicks before following up with The Foot Fetish (jumping back kick)! Moss head snaps back before plopping down to a seated position in the corner. Moss is then whipped into the far corner. Cordy sizes her up before running across the ring. Stevenson throws out a handspring back elbow when she’s once again caught in mid air from behind.

Kris Cruise: Uh oh! Cordy got caught! Is Moss about to follow up with another German?

Moss walks Stevenson back towards the center of the ring. She then sets Stevenson down before quickly hooking both arms from behind. Stevenson shakes her head ‘no,’ only for Moss to shake her head ‘yes.’ Moss starts to lift her up for a Tiger Suplex when Stevenson reverses into a wheelbarrow victory roll.

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Moss kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Good counter there by the International Champion.

Once both grapplers are back up, Moss reverses an irish whip, sending Stevenson into the ropes. When Stevenson comes back, she gets thrown down hard with an STO! Moss then heads over and tags Durden back in before making her way back over to Cordy. After Durden gets in, he runs over towards Moss so that that she can execute a hip toss, sending him down across Stevenson with a front flip senton! He reaches back and hooks the near leg.

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Stevenson gets the shoulder up.

Durden heads back over and tags in Moss. Pendragon then take Stevenson and whip her into the ropes before catching her off the rebound with a double hip toss. Moss then feeds Durden her foot so he can help her deliver an assisted standing moonsault across Stevenson! The cheers continue as she makes the cover.

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Stevenson gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Moss only caught a two count. But we’re seeing Pendragon taking control of this match!

Stephy Auger: That’s right. They’re cutting off the ring. They’re using tandem offense. Cordy and Fujiko, as great as they are individually, are not the well-oiled machine that Pendragon are.

Kris Cruise: That might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said about Pendragon.

Stephy Auger: Please, don’t make me repeat it.

Moss tags Durden back in. Moss then heads over and delivers a gutbuster to Stevenson. She keeps Cordy held across her knee before Durden runs over and delivers a corkscrew neckbreaker! Durden goes for the cover.

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Stevenson gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Cordy is really being worked over here. Now might be a good time to tag Fujiko back in.

Durden picks up Cordy and shoots her for the ride before setting up a back body drop. Cordy and Fujiko make the blind tag before she comes back. Stevenson sees him setting up for the back body drop. So she nails him with a kick to the face that knocks him upright. She then turns and heads back into the ropes. Stevenson comes off the rebound and slides between Durden’s legs. After Durden turns to face Cordy, Fujiko slingshots herself into the ring, runs up from behind, hops onto his shoulders, flips back and spikes him with a poison rana! Stevenson heads over and pulls Durden up onto his knees before Fujiko rushes back over and plants him with a headscissors facebuster! The cheers continue as she goes for the cover.

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Durden gets the shoulder up.

Fujiko heads over and tags Stevenson back in. They then take Durden and whip him into the far ropes. Stevenson brings him down off the rebound with a drop toe hold before Fujiko lands across his back with a standing Shooting Star Press. Stevenson then heads into the far ropes, comes back and delivers a rolling senton across his back before following up with a standing moonsault kneedrop!

Kris Cruise: Now Fujiko and Cordy are coming with some tandem offense of their own! Cordy’s going for the cover...

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Durden gets the shoulder up.

Stevenson picks up Durden and delivers an irish whip before following him into the corner and connecting with a handspring back elbow. After a tag is made out to Fujiko, the World Champion brings Durden from out of the corner before bringing him down with the MIDA Multi-Tool! Durden flies off of Fujiko’s knees before rolling across the ring. Fujiko then crawls over before making the cover.

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Durden gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Kris Cruise: Good sign of ring awareness there by Durden. Who knows if he would have been able to get out of that pin had he been positioned closer to the center of the ring.


Fujiko slowly pulls Durden up off the mat before pulling him into a front facelock. She then turns towards the near ropes before planting him with a springboard tornado DDT! After heading over and tagging Stevenson back in, Fujiko heads over, pulls Durden back to his feet and holds him in place while Stevenson scales the turnbuckles. Once Stevenson gets to the top, Fujiko lets go of Durden as Stevenson flies off the top and spikes him with a Diving DDT! Cordy pushes Durden over and makes the cover.

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Durden is met with cheers and applause after getting his shoulder up.

Stevenson takes Durden and pulls him up to his knees. After a buzzsaw kick to the head, Stevenson hits the far ropes, comes back and flattens him with The Friendzone - Flying hip attack to the head of a kneeling opponent)! She goes for the cover.

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Durden gets the shoulder up.

Cordy pulls Durden back to his feet and sets him up for the Deadly Seduction (A Standing Neckbreaker. Cordy adds a little flare to it though, gyrating her hips before falling to the mat.) Stevenson continues to gyrate her hips until Durden spins out, takes control of her back and knocks her down with a ripcord knee strike!

Kris Cruise: Oh man! Cordy got caught!

Stephy Auger: She looks like she’s out of it!

Stevenson tries to shake out the cobwebs while Durden turns over into the prone position. He looks over and sees Moss reaching her arm out for the tag. In the opposite corner, Fujiko slaps the top turnbuckle over and over in an attempt to get the crowd to rally behind her and Cordy. Back near the center of the ring, Durden struggles to pull himself forward. Stevenson reaches over and grabs a hold of his ankle. But Durden is able to kick her off of him with his free leg. Durden continues to pull himself slowly across the ring. Moss is seen waving him over towards the Pendragon corner. Across the ring, Stevenson slowly turns over. She then gets up on all fours before crawling over and tagging Fujiko back in.

Kris Cruise: The Apex Goddess is back in!

The Apex Goddess charges across the ring. She dives forward to hold back Durden. But it’s to no avail! As Fujiko dives towards Durden, leaps leaps forward and tags out to Moss!

Stephy Auger: Moss is in!

Moss hops back in through the ropes and throws out a bicycle knee strike. But Fujiko is quick enough to slip out of the way. She quickly latches onto Moss from behind. But Moss is able to break the rear waist lock with multiple elbows. After performing a standing switch, Moss heaves Fujiko over her head with a German Suplex, only for the World Champion to rotate in the air and land on her feet! As the Pride Champion scrambles back to her feet, Fujiko rushes over to attack until she gets stopped with a Scorpion Kick! Moss then cracks Fujiko with a headbutt before further stunning her with a European Uppercut! Moss then turns and heads into the far ropes. When Moss comes back, she slows down as she sees Fujiko run past her into the ropes. When Moss turns down, Fujiko bounces off the ropes and brings her down with a handspring rebound ace crusher! She goes for the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Moss gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Close call there for Lowri! Both teams have taken it to each other all match. I have no idea how this one will play out!

Stephy Auger: Maybe Seth Iser, Savannah Taylor, Sara Mason and Erin Mariani rush the ring and take them all out!? One can hope.

Fujiko takes Moss, moves her into the corner and connects with a rope-assisted gamengiri before hanging Moss upside down in the Tree of Woe. The World Champion exits out to the apron before scaling the the turnbuckle. Moss goes to sit up to try and free herself. But Fujiko is right there to knock her down out of the Tree of Woe with a diving double foot stomp, leaving Moss folded up on the mat! Fujiko then drags Moss out of the corner. She slowly goes to pull Moss up until Moss quickly delivers a sitout jawbreaker, sending Fujiko stumbling back before collapsing in the corner. Fujiko tries to shake out the cobwebs while Moss is slow to get back to her feet. As Fujiko slowly starts to make her way out of the corner, Moss runs over and goes for an attack until Fujiko counters with an overhead belly to belly suplex into the turnbuckles!

Kris Cruise: What a counter from the World Champion!

Stephy Auger:

While Moss is face down on the mat, Fujiko steps out to the apron before pointing to the top turnbuckle. Upon hearing the adulation from the crowd, the Apex Goddess ascends to the top turnbuckle. Fujiko then flips off for The Unfiltered Bliss (Spiral Tap) across the back… when Moss turns over and gets her knees up!

Kris Cruise: Oh no! OH NO!

Fujiko bounces off the knees before rolling across the ring.

Stephy Auger: She might be hurt, Cruise!

As Fujiko slowly starts to pick herself up, Moss runs past her across the ring, rebounds back and knocks her down with a Slice of Heaven (Springboard enzuigiri)! Moss then turns Fujiko over on all fours before cracking her across the back of the head with a Switchblade Kick! Moss then pulls Fujiko up into a standing headscissors before planting her with a cradle piledriver! She goes for the cover.

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Fujiko gets the shoulder up.

Moss moves Fujiko into the corner and unleashes the Scarlet Barrage! She then sends Fujiko into the far corner before rushing in with Just For Kicks (Running big boot to a cornered opponent followed by a running Facewash)! Fujiko is then pulled up before being brought back towards the center of the ring. Moss cracks her with a headbutt before catching her right up underneath the chin with a bicycle knee strike, snapping the World Champion’s head back! Fujiko’s on dream street as Moss takes a couple quick steps back. She then shifts forward and throws out Breuddwydion Melus (Superkick)! NO! Fujiko ducks the kick. Moss turns around and gets caught with a step-up enzuigiri! Fujiko then turns Moss away from her before hopping onto her shoulders. Instead of Fujiko flipping back and spiking her with a Poison Rana, Moss keeps Fujiko up on her shoulders as she heads over towards the Pendragon corner! Fujiko tries to fight Moss off with punches across the head. Meanwhile, Durden tags himself in. He climbs up onto the middle ropes and catches Fujiko with a forearm strike to the face. After positioning himself up on the top turnbuckle, he reaches back and grabs a hold of Fujiko. The crowd explodes with cheers and applause as Pendragon delivers a doomsday shiranui!!!

Kris Cruise: WHAT A MANEUVER! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT! DURDEN WITH THE COVER...

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Stephy Auger: WHAT!?

Stevenson leaps across the ring and breaks up the pin! All four grapplers are met with cheers and applause from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: This crowd is shown their appreciation for all four of these great competitors! What a match we’re witnessing here tonight!

Moss quickly grabs a hold of Stevenson before tossing her through the ropes and to the floor. Back inside, Pendragon take Fujiko and whip her into the corner. Durden then charges across the ring and hits the Apex Goddess with a handspring back elbow! Moss runs across the ring and delivers an aided dropkick with help from Durden! He then brings Fujiko out of the corner and holds her from the side before Pendragon bring her down in the center of the ring with a Reverse STO/Step-up Enzuigiri combo!

Pendragon circle the ring while waving their arms up and down.

Kris Cruise: Uh oh! We’ve seen this before! They’ve got Fujiko right where they want her!

Stephy Auger: She’s about to get CRUSHED!

Moss and Durden set up shop in opposite corners. They both wait impatiently as Fujiko starts to stir on the mat. Pendragon start to get happy feet as they’re chomping at the bit to strike. Once Fujiko finally gets herself up to a knee, Pendragon motion to go for Dewin Ddraig gleiniog (Double Shining Wizard) until Stevenson yanks Moss down to the mat and pulls her to the outside! Stevenson sets up for an irish whip when Moss reverses. Instead of crashing into the guardrail, Stevenson leaps up to the top of the guardrail, leaps back and brings Moss down with The Real Is Back (Oscutter) on the outside!

Kris Cruise: Moss is down! Moss is down!

Stevenson shouts out “LET’S GET IT!” before high fiving some fans and wrestlers in the front row. Cordy then turns around and does a double take as Durden darts across the ring, hurls himself over the top turnbuckle and knocks her down with a somersault plancha to an explosion of cheers!

Kris Cruise: Durden just took out Stevenson!

Stephy Auger: He just… he just flipped over the top of the ring post!

The crowd claps for Durden as he leaps up onto the apron before springboarding onto the top turnbuckle. Durden remains crouched and slowly stands up as Fujiko rises back to her feet. He leaps off for a diving knee strike… and misses when Fujiko rolls out of the way. Durden rolls back to his feet, turns around and gets caught with a running front dropkick! Fujiko pulls Durden back up and goes for an irish whip. Durden quickly reverses and follows Fujiko into the corner. Instead of crashing into the corner, Fujiko runs up the turnbuckles, backflips off the top over the oncoming Durden and lands on her feet before turning and heading into the ropes. When Durden comes out of the corner, Fujiko comes back and knocks him off his feet with the 4-Play!

Kris Cruise: She caught him that time!

Fujiko slowly pulls Durden back up to his feet. After taking control of his back, Fujiko unleashes the N Loop (Standing behind the opponent, Fujiko holds the wrist of her opponent, then rolls them out (ripcord style) then she continually pulls them into alternating forearms and backfists) before snapping his head back with The Bliss (backflip Flash Kick)! Durden crumbles to the mat before Fujiko makes the cover.

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The crowd explodes with cheers as “You Can Feel It” blasts over the PA!

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this bout… FUJIKO MINE and CORDY STEVENSON!

The cheers continue as Fujiko heads to the outside and helps Stevenson back to her feet. The referee heads over and raises both Fujiko and Stevenson’s arms in victory.

Kris Cruise: I never thought I would say that Fujiko Mine and Cordy Stevenson, as great as they are, just pulled off an upset! But that’s exactly what they’ve just done here tonight! The World and International Champions have just defeated the World Tag Team Champions in our main event! What a match we just witnessed! Pendragon pushed their opponents to their limit. But Fujiko and Cordy found a way to pull this one out! What a win! What a match! Ladies and gentlemen, we are out of time. For Stephy Auger, this is Kris Cruise! We’ll see you next time, tight here, on Vertigo! Goodnight, everyone!