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Ryan Center
Kingston, Rhode Island

In the middle of the ring, there is a lighted pedestal display case showcasing the new FGA Undisputed Championship. Next to the podium is a table with a fancy looking two layer cake with a topper that reads ‘Undisputed’. There is a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket of ice, surrounded by empty flutes that most likely won’t remain that way for long and large vases full of purple roses sit at each end of the table.T o the surprise of many, a familiar face from FGA’s past stands in the ring. Former FGA commentator Evan Grayson stands in the middle of the ring, next to the case with a microphone in hand, his presence drawing a round of applause. He nods graciously and holds up his hand.

Evan Grayson: Thank you, thank you. It is a great honor to be here tonight, but tonight is not about me. No. I was asked here tonight to honor someone who has become quite synonymous with this company. Someone who I had the honor of watching and calling matches for way back when this company was still in its DVD days. City to city, night after night, when all was said and done, whether you loved her or you hated her, there was one common thing that we all knew.

There is a dramatic pause as Grayson scans the crowd.

Evan Grayson: That this woman ...was ...special. And I remember once upon a time, when this company was under siege and threatened by a malicious external force that saw it fit to not only attack me; not only attack my partner on the commentary table, Kevin Clement, but the very foundations of the company that each and every one of you claim to love, when they saw it fit to burn this company to the ground, she was one of the very few that took on the fight. And she did it not for glory, she did it not for fame — she did it out of a genuine love that she had for this company; a company that she hadn’t even been in long at the time. She displayed a selflessness that not many are ever willing to show. Made sacrifices, just like myself, that you--

He points out to the crowd.

Evan Grayson: --and this company have taken for granted. And despite it all, despite all of the ungratefulness that she encountered along the way; she persevered, continuing to bless us with countless memories and a plethora of incredible moments and matches that we truly do not deserve.

Evan pivots on his foot, turning to gaze at the limited crowd as he shakes his head.

Evan Grayson: And now here we are, years later and I can honestly say that the young lady that entered the doors of this company and made her debut at All Star Showdown III was everything that we thought she was. A lot of people have come into this company, and many have failed to live up to the hype, but that was not an issue to her. This woman has proven time and time again that she is the hype. Now whether you love her….

The crowd roars in dissent, and Evan holds up his hands in surrender.

Evan Grayson: — or you hate her, as you clearly do for reasons unbeknown to me because it absolutely makes no sense — the one thing that cannot be denied, is that she is one of the greatest competitors that this company has ever seen. After already solidifying her place in the hall of fame, she has somehow managed to up the ante, and tonight we celebrate her. Tonight we celebrate not only her second Undisputed Championship, but the continued demonstrations of excellence that she provides every single time that she steps into the ring. It is my absolute honor and pleasure ladies and gentlemen, to present to you — she IS, the Lioness of the Frontier. She IS FGA’s First Lady. She IS The Benevolent, The Unifier, The Breaker of the Glass. The Real. The En-er-gy. She IS... The NEW DNA OF FGA… SAINT SEXY… CORDELIAAAAA STEVEEEENNNNSON.

The crowd erupts into a chorus of boos as the lights die down. After a lingering silence, the rapid percussion of a drumline can be heard. Band members march down the ramp one by one, as they break into a rendition of “Let’s Go” by Calvin Harris and Ne-Yo, Cordy’s original theme as a member of the tag team Sex Sells. As members of the band surround the ring, they quickly go through a medley of songs that Cordelia has used as entrance music throughout her career, such as “Fine China”, “If”, and “New Level”. The energy is high as they close out with a brief snippet of “Been Down” by Nipsey Hussle. As the music stops, the lights die down.

"I said I feel invincible..."

The lights dim down and take on a purplish hue as a light smoky mist fills the entrance way. The haunting opening to Pop Smoke’s “Invincible” (The New DNA mix) begins playing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

As the beat drops, the shapely silhouette of Cordelia Stevenson forms in the midst of the smoke. After a few seconds she casually emerges with a big bright smile on her face despite the chorus of boos greeting her. She stops atop the ramp, glancing out at the small capacity crowd. She smacks the FGA World Championship that rests on her shoulder, and then rests a hand on the International Heavyweight Championship on her waist. Her head lolls back and she yells out the word “Invincible”. She doesn’t dance this time, instead she casually strolls to the ring taking her time, ignoring the roars of disapproval that greet her. She looks at Evan Grayson in the ring and the band members surrounding it and places a hand over her heart, mouthing the words ‘thank you’.

Finally she makes her way up the steps and walks along the apron, stopping in the middle of it to turn and face the crowd. She leans back against the ropes, just smirking at their reaction. She mouths the words “New DNA” and points to her recently released “New DNA of FGA” t-shirt before stepping through the ropes and making her way into the ring teasingly slow. She walks up to Evan Grayson and shakes his hand. The two exchange words and he steps aside, allowing Cordelia to see the table with the cake and chilled bottle of champagne. Cordelia smiles in approval and is then handed a microphone as Evan makes his way out of the ring.The fading of the music only makes the boos all the more audible. Cordelia however seems to ignore it as she turns to face Evan.

Cordelia Stevenson: I must say, Evan, thank you for your kind words. I appreciate you taking the time to be here tonight, especially when my good buddy Leonard T. Asherman has for some reason decided to skip the festivities.

The sarcasm in her tone is clearly evident. She feigns a disappointed sigh.

Cordelia Stevenson: You know, I don’t ask for much. As a matter of fact, I’ve never really asked for anything at all. I don’t come in asking for things to try and get my way like Fox News Mine openly admitted to doing on twitter a while back. I did, however, request that Leonard Asherman be here tonight. A very rare request from yours truly, but naturally, I didn’t do it for my own sake. I pride myself on being a fair woman and I offered Leonard and this company the opportunity to do right by me just once; and of course, as you can see -- he’s nowhere to be found.

Evan shakes his head sympathetically from the outside.

Cordelia Stevenson: After all I’ve done and continue to do for this company. Look at social media and search FGA and just take a look at what everyone is talking about. They’re talking about me. They’re taking note of the things I’m doing, and because of that, a spotlight is shining on everyone in this company. There’s been a resurgence of interest. Once again FGA is starting to stand out from all of the alternatives that this business has to offer, and it’s not because of Lowri Moss. No, she’s in 85% of the alternatives out there. It damn sure isn’t because of Fox News Mine. Hell. she’s the reason most of the viewership sought out the alternatives in the first place.

She animatedly jabs herself in the chest.

Cordelia Stevenson: I’m the driving force behind this company. I am the energy giving it life and Leonard T. Asherman couldn’t even bring himself to come out here and say thank--.

She inhales sharply, cutting herself off. She turns around, pacing across the ring shaking her head in disbelief. Finally she takes a deep breath and holds up her hand.

Cordelia Stevenson: But you know what, it’s quite alright. This is a celebration of excellence and that is all that matters. I invited you Evan, because just like me, you know how it is to give your absolute all to this company, only for them to show you just how much they don’t appreciate you; for them to show you no gratitude at all despite your service and sacrifice; for them to try and replace you with those far less talented. I know it’s something you can relate to.

Evan sneaks a glance over at Stephy Auger and Kris Cruise and then returns his gaze to the champ with a smirk. Cordelia makes a sweeping motion with her hand.

Cordelia Stevenson: I only wish that I could have invited you somewhere better than Kingston, Rhode Island.

The small crowd in attendance immediately responded to Cordelia’s potshot with boos. She completely ignores them, placing a hand over her heart.

Cordelia Stevenson: Population 7000, but the functioning brain cell count? Well below 50, and that’s me being benevolent as usual. Once again, FGA and Leonard T. Asherman try to undermine me by making me have my celebration in a place that knows absolutely nothing about winning. It’s not a surprise that the only notable athlete to ever even come through this state ended up being more known for his substance abuse and it’s clear to understand why. I’d probably end up with a habit too if I spent an extended period of time around you Godforsaken people.

Cordelia’s words certainly do not go over well with those in attendance. Cordelia just shrugs as she adjusts the FGA World Championship onto her shoulder. Loud dueling chants begin to break out, just as it did at 2021: A New Odyssey at the beginning of her match with Seth Iser.

"We want Lowri!"
"We want Fujiko!!!"

"We want Lowri!"
"We want Fujiko!!!"

The dueling yet all opposing chants grow louder and actually bring a smirk to Cordelia’s face. She paces around the ring, holding the mic in her hand.

Cordelia Stevenson: Oh, believe me, they’d like nothing more than to be where I’m standing right now but the truth of the matter is, they just weren’t good enough to be.

The chants end and turn into a chorus of boos that cause Cordelia to shrug.

Cordelia Stevenson: Ohhh, I know you don't like hearing that but exactly where is the lie? FGA hyped up the consolation match between Fox News Mine and Lowri Moss so much, once again in an attempt to undermine me and what I could possibly accomplish; once again trying to overshadow and downplay what I was setting out to do. They even got Chandler Scott in on the action. This man’s twitter fingers been broke for the past year and then all of a sudden he has so much to say about how much he’s looking forward to this so called “dream match”?

Cordy rolls her eyes.

Cordelia Stevenson: Give me a break. All they did was feed you ‘what-if’s”. What if Fujiko had actually beat Seth? What if Lowri had actually beat me? What if they were actually as good as they constantly portray themselves to be? If all the dominoes had properly fallen into place, then the alleged “dream match” that took place between them at a New Odyssey would have been a unification bout.

Cordelia frowns up her face as she glares out at the crowd.

Cordelia Stevenson: And you idiots gobbled it up. So caught up in the land of unicorns and make believe that this company trumped up that you disrespected two of the hardest working people in this business. You blatantly disrespected two people who have busted their asses to perfect their craft, The two people that are actually as good as advertised. and the two people who didn’t need to falsify a narrative or live in a land of make believe just to proclaim themselves the best. I don’t for one second doubt that it was all done to try and eclipse my message, to try and push me further into the background because FGA doesn’t want its dirty little secrets brought to light, but Seth didn’t deserve that -- for you to try and hijack a night that was ours -- and for what? For two people incapable of lacing our boots on the worst of nights? The reality is, Fujiko could not get the job done against Seth Iser. Even despite her using every dirty tactic that she could…

Cordelia lifts her hands and air quotes.

Cordelia Stevenson: -- within the bounds of competition. She tried and she failed, not once, but twice. That man beat her more times in a row than the amount of matches I lost all last year. And Lowri Moss? She could not get the job done against me. No matter how much she whines and cries, or tries to be clever and witty by handing off her clearance rack Target tights in gift boxes; no matter how she tries to spin it, or how much of a sore loser she proves herself to be, she will never change the fact that when it mattered the most, she came up short. You see, as much as you hate seeing me here? The truth of the matter is that no one else deserves it more.

She points to the mat as she moves around the ring.

Cordelia Stevenson: Cause for the past what? Close to two years? There has been absolutely no... one ...better. Not Lowri. Not Seth. Not Savannah. Not Fox News. I have been the epitome of excellence. I have overcome every single obstacle in my way, and I have been the best wrestler in this company hands down whether you want to admit it or not. The proof is in the pudding and the facts say everything that needs to be said. I have been nothing short of stellar and the run I am currently on is unprecedented, even though this company is doing everything in its power to say otherwise, and I understand why. It’s been made abundantly clear why. But that has only propelled me and it will only lift me to greater heights, because I promise you -- this -- it’s only the beginning. I’ve taken your disrespect and I’ve taken your snubs. I’ve fought through your desire to see me as lesser than and in doing so I have found an incredible source of untapped potential. I AM the NEW DNA of FGA.

Her declaration draws a thunderous chorus of boos that only proves to be music to her ears. She turns on her heels, and now looks directly at the case holding the new Undisputed Championship belt.

Cordelia Stevenson: I AM FGA’s HOLY TRINITY.

She places her hand on the FGA World Championship resting on her shoulder, a title with significant history.

Cordelia Stevenson: I am its past.

She runs her hand along the gold plate before dropping it down to the International Heavyweight Championship around her waist as she takes a step closer to the glass case.

Cordelia Stevenson: I am its present.

She looks down, admiring the belt that has been in her possession since November of 2019. She slowly lifts her gaze, focusing it on the belt in front of her. The corners of her mouth push upward into a satisfied grin. She lifts the case and runs a finger along the shimmering gold plated surface of the Undisputed Championship. Finally, she lifts the title and slides it onto her free shoulder, shrugging to help it settle into place. She glances at her trifecta of belts before raising the mic back up to her lips.

Cordelia Stevenson: And I… AM… its future.

Her head rolls back and she outstretches her arms, completely relishing the moment. The fans in attendance are very vocal with their displeasure. She lowers her head, a devious smirk plastered onto her face.

Cordelia Stevenson: And THAT is definitely something I can toast to.

She lowers the microphone and heads over towards the table, grabbing hold of the champagne bottle and a flute.

"Baddest do, what the baddest do (hey)"
"The baddest do (hey), we the baddest, ooh"
"Baddest do, what the baddest do (hey)"
"The baddest do (hey), we the baddest"

The heavy electronic beat of "The Baddest" kicks in, and the crowd in Rhode Island BURSTS into cheers, knowing who is about to arrive. The thumping beat quickly spreads through the arena, and the crowd gets into the spectacle of audio. The lights in the arena dim, with pink and purple spotlights swirling around the arena.

"Coming at you live, real, real wild
Here to light it up, set the world on fire
Gonna break rules and hearts in twos
'Cause that's what the baddest do"

The secondary lights in the arena bump to the beat, mixing between light & dark.

Never going back, nah, not that
Diamonds on drip 'cause I came to make a splash
Gonna break rules and hearts in twos
'Cause that's what the baddest do (yeah, uh)

As the rap begins, The lights near the entrance ramp go black, and a figure stands there in the darkness. As the beat drops again, The lights all focus on the figure, almost washing them out. After a moment, the lights drop back to a ‘non blinding’ level and Fujiko stands there, The Apex Goddess holds her hands up, pressing the backs of their hands against their forehead in a “crown gesture”. She is in jeans and a Izzy Anders t-shirt, partially hidden beneath a black leather jacket.

Stephy Auger: What is she doing out here?! This moment is not about her!

Kris Cruise: Fujiko Mine had arguably the match of the night at A New Odyssey, and it seems she has something to say out here now!

Fujiko reaches back and produces a microphone from the back pocket of her jeans, and she grins.

Fujiko Mine: Kingston, Rhode Island!

The crowd cheers immediately with Fujiko calling out the name of their home.

“FU-JI-KO!”
“FU-JI-KO!”
“FU-JI-KO!”
“FU-JI-KO!”
“FU-JI-KO!”

Fujiko Mine: Like all of you, I just could not stand in the back and bear witness to all of this…

Fujiko motions towards the ring, taking a moment to let the boos rain down on the champion.

Fujiko Mine: ...without saying anything. Congrats Cordy, you did it. You merged the titles again. But whereas these people and I would be ready and prepared to really show you the adulation you’ve earned...we have to listen to this.

Fujiko rolls her eyes.

Fujiko Mine: And “Fox news Mine”? Leave the actual wit to the professionals. Your strong suit, it ain’t.

Fujiko paces back and forth a bit as she talks.

Fujiko Mine: All this moaning, complaining, and blaming everyone else but yourself for what? Because you weren’t named wrestler of the year? Because the company you left behind dared to be interested in someone other than yourself?

Fujiko stifles a small laugh.

Fujiko Mine: I mean, you spent time taunting poor Amanda and tweeting at me instead of celebrating being the one to unify those titles twice. Just...wow.

She shrugs, then turns to the nearest cameraman. A “Get of load of this gal” cam subtitle appears on the screen as Fujiko quickly tilts her head twice towards the spectacle in the ring. The cameras switch to a frontal view of The Apex Goddess.

Fujiko Mine: Ever since you grabbed Lowri’s tights to pin her, all you’ve done is complain. Complained about your treatment. Complained about Leonard. Complained about Chandler Scott. Complained about me. Even now, you standing in the ring as the Undisputed champion...and you’ve spent more time complaining than you have actually savoring your achievements. You see, that’s the main difference between me and you, and why my speech about you at A New Odyssey wasn’t ‘tone deaf’ as you put it.

Fujiko loses any amusement on her face.

Fujiko Mine: Here, standing before all these fans, you have two of the most decorated superstars FGA has ever seen...a black woman that unified those titles twice, who was one half of one of the most prolific tag teams in FGA history, who at one time was the face of this company… and an Asian woman who has won almost every championship FGA has to offer, who broke records, and is the only one to not only win wrestler of the year twice…

Fujiko’s smirk makes a temporary appearance.

Fujiko Mine: But the only one to ever win it back to back… and you think this company hasn’t appreciated you enough? C’mon Cordy. I didn’t say that to you to tell you to ‘pull yourself up by your bootstraps.’ I directed that to you because you could have just ‘earned’ what you claimed what you deserve so very much. You looked in disgust when it would even be suggested that you didn’t earn something, but then you moan and whine? The hypocrisy of it.

Fujiko slows her pacing, and stands at the center of the ramp.

Fujiko Mine: But leave it to you to miss the point that instead of complaining, you could, you know...earn it like everyone else. And the fact that you don’t have a wrestler of the year award, or you don’t currently have the respect you think you deserve is because there are others that earned it over you.

Fujiko puts her free hand over mouth, as if she dared to say something controversial. The squinting of her eyes suggests that she is hiding a smile.

Fujiko Mine: But who knows? Maybe it’s because you’re jealous. Maybe it’s because you can pay some dude to say nice things about you, and you can steal other people’s monikers, but you’ve seen what I’ve done. You’ve seen what I’m capable of. You’ve seen me win titles that you haven’t here in FGA. And maybe you’ve been dreading this moment. The moment that I would stand out here and say these words to you.

Fujiko takes a step towards the ring.

Fujiko Mine: I am here to solve your problems, Cordy. I’m going to take care of two problems for you at once.

She nods to herself.

Fujiko Mine: I’m going to challenge you for that Undisputed World championship. I’m going to beat you for it, and I’m going to do it in a match that will have crowds all over the world talking for years to come. Fujiko Mine vs. Cordy Stevenson for the Undisputed World Championship.

The crowd thunders at Fujiko’s proposition. Cordelia raises an eyebrow and stares Fujiko down. She then glances out at the crowd, before a small smile appears across her face. She shakes her finger at Fujiko.

Cordelia Stevenson: Fox News Mine, living up to her name once again. Absolutely tone deaf and spinning a completely ridiculous narrative. I haven’t earned it? I’m jealous? Of who? Seth Iser? The very man that I just beat? Do you know just how stupid and ridiculous you sound? I love how you try to make everything about you. Newsflash, chica. It’s not. Truth be told you weren’t even on my radar before you and Lowri felt the need to take your little potshots at me during your press conference. Nobody said a damn thing about you or your wrestler of the year awards. Nobody said that they weren’t earned. Nobody mentioned you in the discussion at all. But here you go, always with a need to interject yourself into something that doesn’t concern you, and all it ever does is leave you looking stupid in the end. All I did was point out how 2020, was a repeat of 2016, and other years where I outperformed absolutely everyone and was clearly the frontrunner. And if you missed it, you can go back and check my breakdown on twitter about it, because my gripes I’m speaking on now are the very same ones that I spoke of back then. But clearly, you don’t pay attention to anything other than yourself. Haven’t you realized that amongst all of our peers, you’re the only one willing to die on that hill that I haven’t ‘earned’ something? Not a single soul agrees with you. Well, besides these idiots, and they’re only doing that because they’re the ones being called out. Every single other person thats knows this business can admit that I was robbed, snubbed, whatever you want to call it, but you…

Cordelia points an accusing finger at Fujiko.

Cordelia Stevenson: You’re nothing more than a marionette of this very system designed not to give someone like me their proper shine. The nerve of you.

Cordy’s are venomous as she takes a menacing step towards the ropes. Fujiko offers her a roll of the eyes.

Cordelia Stevenson: With the audacity to come out here and tell someone to earn something, all the while issuing a challenge for a match that…

Cordelia chuckles.

Cordelia Stevenson: You didn’t earn.

Cordelia turns away, talking to the crowd now.

Cordelia Stevenson: And you condone this.

She turns back to look at Fujiko.

Cordelia Stevenson: Hypocrisy at its best, but then again, that’s so totally you. What in the hell makes you think you deserve a chance at my Undisputed Championship? What makes you think you deserve to be in the same ring as me? Beating Lowri Moss? Is that how low this company has fallen? Where beating Lowri Moss is the new standard to determine who gets a title shot? Someone, who if we are being completely honest, wasn’t even in the title picture once she lost to me. If that is the case, then Tyler Storm should be out here demanding a shot. He beat her two out of three falls. Have we forgotten that? You lost the FGA World Championship Fujiko. And not only that, but you lost the rematch as well. Convincingly. Logically, that should put you at the very back of the line sweetie. So please explain to me, using your convenient Mine, ‘it might not make sense, but maybe it will if I apply it to me’ logic’, how does your lucky win against Lowri automatically catapult you in front of so many people who have simply been better during that period of time? People who are more deserving. Like Nina Stokes. Someone who has been dominant, like myself, for damn near the past two years. Your own Renati sister, if I’m not mistaken, unless you had her fired for being better than you, like you did Izzy all those years ago.

Cordelia raises her hand innocently.

Cordelia Stevenson: Oops, I forget whether or not I’m supposed to mention your not so golden days, which were plenty by the way. But seriously, you’re delusional, if you think you’ve earned anything just by beating Lowri. So to answer your challenge…

Cordelia steps forward again, her gaze locked in on Fujiko.

Cordelia Stevenson: No.

That one word quickly changes the atmosphere in the building. The crowd erupts in boos as Cordelia adamantly shakes her head.

Cordelia Stevenson: Don’t get it twisted chica, I have no qualms whatsoever whipping your ass on any given day of the week. But instead of coming out here and asking for things you clearly don’t deserve, you could, you know…

She smiles now, using Fujiko’s own words against her.

Cordelia Stevenson: Earn it. Believe me, I’ll be right here, chica. I’m not going anywhere, and this title isn’t either. Until then…

Cordy waves Fujiko off with her hand.

Cordelia Stevenson: You can get the hell out of my sight. I’m going to enjoy my cake, my champagne, and my night.

Fujiko chuckles, seemingly unfazed by Cordy’s tirade. She turns back to the camera near her and shrugs for a moment.

Fujiko Mine: Thank you for proving me right, Cordy. We could spend all night going back and forth, you falsely accusing me of getting Izzy ‘fired’ from Renati, and me accusing you of trying to make a relationship all about you. We could get real personal. I’m fine with that. Izzy and I have reconciled, so you’re just bringing up irrelevant nonsense at this point. But I came out here to challenge you, wrestler to wrestler for that title because quite frankly, it’s a match that’s never happened before. And because a real champion wouldn’t cry about getting a challenger. At least, the old Cordy wouldn’t have.

She pauses with a pointed look.

Fujiko Mine: But that’s fine. You didn’t have to cry about my wrestler of the year awards, and you not getting them. It’s plain in the words you say. It’s plain in how you sit here and moan about not getting what you feel you deserve. It’s clear in your actions, Cordy. But hey, it’s funny you calling ME the establishment marionette when YOU were the one talking about how you were always here in FGA, while I went and toured the world. How when FGA needed someone to face Zero McHannon after he walked with the title, they put their hopes in you. How when Chandler Scott wanted someone for his last match, he looked to YOU. Or did you already forget that? Were you too busy trying to keep your house of cards ego together?

Fujiko wags her finger in Cordy’s direction.

Fujiko Mine: Like I said, maybe leave the witty retorts to the pros. But it’s cool. You’re pressed. You’re worried. You saw you couldn’t beat Lowri, so you got pressed and needed to justify it. You saw you couldn’t beat Chandler, so you got worried and justified what you did. And the story will be the same, especially after you watched the art that Lowri and I put together, and you saw that I did what you could not.

Fujiko turns her back to Cordy and walks towards the curtain. She disappears behind it for a moment, and then reemerges with a champagne flute of her own. She turns to the nearest camera and mouths ‘It’s sparkling grape juice’ before turning back to face the ring. She holds the flute out to her side and raises the microphone back up.

Fujiko Mine: But you know who isn’t pressed? Me. The Apex Goddess isn’t pressed. You’re so worried about me earning it, fine. You can name the opponent. Whoever that needs to can tell me what I need to do, because I’ll do it. Doesn’t bother me. Because I’ll beat them, whoever they are. I mean, the Gold Rush Rumble is coming up, and I’ve been meaning to win that for a while, so if that needs to be, it will be. I’ll prove that I deserve to be called the Undisputed champion. And I will prove that I can beat you, and let all your cheap little taunts and bitter attitude be for naught. So cheers to you, Cordelia. May you enjoy your reign of terror, for however short it is going to be.

Fujiko raises the flute to the cheers of the crowd. Cordelia looks around, the cheers of the audience clearly beginning to agitate her. Her eyes narrow as she looks back at Fujiko. She takes a sip from the flute that she had filled as Fujiko spoke.

Cordelia Stevenson: Amazing. You give an hour long spiel about earning something and the moment I tell you to do the same, suddenly, I’m avoiding a challenge. No. I just want you to be a woman of your word.

Cordy hits her with the Dikembe Mutumbo finger wag.

Cordelia Stevenson: You’re forgetting who you’re talking to. You can’t con me the same way you con these people, and you damn sure can’t talk down to me like you do everyone else around here. The cloth is simply different baby girl, and I stand by my words. Earn it.

Cordelia slowly saunters up towards the ropes and leans on them.

Cordelia Stevenson: And for the record, just so you know… I highly advise against you trying to get personal with me. Because the secrets I know -- or better yet, the secrets I’ve kept, well…

Cordelia lets out a low hiss and shrugs.

Cordelia Stevenson: Let’s just say the direct impact won’t hurt you much, but that collateral damage…

A sinister smirk appears on Cordelia’s face, as her voice trails off.

Cordelia Stevenson: Yeah, it could be quite a bitch.

She raises her flute in the air now, matching Fujiko’s gesture.

Cordelia Stevenson: So cheers to me, indeed. Because this reign of terror? Oh yeah chica. I’m going to enjoy every single minute of it, and the best is yet to come. Get familiar.

Fujiko smirks her trademark smirk.

Fujiko Mine: No need, Cordy. I’ve been familiar...and that is your biggest problem.

Fujiko turns her back to ringside, showing the graffiti tagged “The baddest” on the back of her jacket to the Undisputed World champion. The heavy electronic beat of "The Baddest" kicks back in, and the crowd in Rhode Island cheers as Fujiko, with her back still to the ring, looks over her shoulder with a grin.

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2021 7:56:29 GMT -5

Nina Stokes: This Beat the Clock Challenge is nothing more than a formality.

Nina’s words ring true as the picture begins to come to life. The Frontier Grappling Arts United States Champion is seated in a plush leather chair. She lets out a small sigh as she leans back in her seat.

Nina Stokes: People’s excitement has risen over the past couple of days. Everyone is absolutely giddy over the fact that they will have a chance to compete for the United States Championship. People like Ace Voltage have prematurely claimed victory. However, every single soul seems to be forgetting something―

There’s a tiny pause.

Nina Stokes: This is not an evening of glory and victory. Winning the Beat the Clock Challenge is not some grand opportunity. No―it is a death sentence.

She clasps her hands and places them in her lap.

Nina Stokes: I realize that there are a number of bone headed people on this roster. Nevertheless, my track record here in FGA is well documented. Salem was my best friend for a number of years; she was family for a portion of time. And what happened to her? I beat her within an inch of her d**n life. I shattered her career. Sadie San Francisco was portrayed as this amazing beacon of light, that is until I pulled back that veil and exposed her as a fraud. We all saw how her story ended. She got obliterated. The same horrendous fate awaits whoever emerges as my challenger; that is a promise.

Nina lets out a small chuckle.

Nina Stokes: To the eventual winner? Have fun. Savor the moment. It will be the last enjoyable one that you will have for a long time.

A moment passes before the camera fades out.

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Mighty Sparrow sits backstage at the Ryan Center, staring at the Legacy championship and deep in thought. Of course the West Indian Whirlwind is dressed to compete tonight as ever, though he hasn’t made the effort to get the usual custom gear that he has been rolling with in recent weeks, or at least no more custom than usual. A notable addition to the new gear is the Legacy champion’s white baseball cap, worn backwards with some of his dreads poking through. He taps his fingers gingerly on the main plate of the championship. It goes well with the white sparrow logos on the kickpads, and white armbands as well as certain accents to his wrestling tights.

He immediately speaks to someone off-camera, still looking at his championship.

Mighty Sparrow: Odds not in my favor, ain’t?

Amanda Johnson pokes her head into the shot before looking a little surprised that Sparrow would address her before she even got the chance to pose a question to him. Still, always the professional, Amanda clears her throat and #KickZaddy glances her way with a fond smile.

Amanda Johnson: It sounds as if you knew the question before it was asked, Sparrow. Well, one of them. I wanted to ask off the back of a successful defense against Laura Perelli, how you’re feeling but it sounds like you’re already looking towards the future, and the Beat The Clock challenge will lead to a contender for Nina Stokes’ U.S. Championship.

Mighty Sparrow: It would be disrespectful to Laura to just treat she like that’s it. She don’t like me, I ain’t like her, and I mean I REALLY don’t like her after all what she put me through and the tour of misery she put my arm through but...The experience from all that, gave me some notes to deal with future opponents and Laura when I see her again, because let’s be real, Amanda. I will see her again. One eye on the future, one eye on the past I guess you could say is how I’m feelin’ here tonight because opportunity...Opportunity calls.

Amanda Johnson: I see that but what did you mean by the odds are not in your favor? Of course you would love to be victorious tonight and in the quickest time. You are one of the faster competitors in the company currently and it could lead to a double championship.

Sparrow rubs his right thumb across the corresponding middle and index finger gently, circular motions as he processes that. His head tilts slightly to the side as if to say, ‘well you have a point’ before waving it off.

Mighty Sparrow: I might be one of the shortest but I been here about the shortest, or nearing that and you look at the field of competitors and you already get the sense of who the hungriest, who wants it, or more to the point, who wants a crack at Nina and her strap. I mean you heard Owen ain’t? Unfinished business. That’s the name of the game tonight for some of these big names, because while I’m still tryna build my business, so many of these boys out here, bana? They are all out for their business, their legacy, all tryna collect. Ain't it ironic, they lookin' towards their legacies, and here I am with FGA's.

The West Indian Whirlwind’s free hand reaches over his head and lifts his cap up to itch the brim between two dreadlocks.

Mighty Sparrow: Y’know Wristlock Sinatra want it, right? Y’know he want it for so. You know the boy Marlon--Sounds like a The Wire reference, just drop the ‘n’--he been grindin’ for a GOOD long time, wants that next step up and how better, when better and what way to prove he the fastest, somethin’ I’m sure he already feel is truth anyway. How about Voltage? I know Ace ain’t want no backwards step after gettin’ that L from Tyler. Ace Voltage? Lose to the same name twice? You think he would take that lyin’ down, Amanda? ...Or how about my favorite person in FGA right now? Hi Gareth.

Amanda Johnson: Is...Is that a reference to something?

The Legacy champion blinks rapidly, up until a moment ago the camera having zoomed in on his face. The camera zooms out and he turns to Amanda.

Mighty Sparrow: Wha?

Amanda Johnson: It’s just the way you said ‘Hi Gareth’ sounded a bit suggestive, like you were referencing something?

Mighty Sparrow: I mean...Yes? It’s a...See there was cypher rap freestyle years ago and Royce Da 5’9 had this thing like ‘Hi Rhianna’, and he kept repeating the bit, but also y’know anytime Urkel saw Laura on Family Matters he gon’ be like ‘Hi Laura’, and Stitch from ‘Lilo & Stitch’ says ‘HI’ real awkward like, so...Well, so I was...Look it makes sense in context.

Amanda stands in a very awkward silence, completely stone-faced from what can only generously be called an explanation. The crowd in the arena can be heard laughing a little bit.

Amanda Johnson: I think that goes well beyond suggestive. Has anyone ever told you that you know an uncomfortable amount of random pop culture trivia, Sparrow?

Mighty Sparrow: Look I was sheltered as a kid, I ain't have any frie...Nevermind...Y’know what, MY POINT is that I am sure the King of Failure would like to hold the United States championship...Or hold it and says he don’t want it, or...Maybe beat Stokes but say this went according to plan, look I dunno, I can’t get a read on that guy. Maybe he gon’ treat it like Nina does. Anyway I’m more focused on Logan from Skysurfer Strike Force.

Amanda, looking as though she may regret asking, speaks completely deadpan.

Amanda Johnson: ...What is...The thing you just said?

Mighty Sparrow: It was a cartoon in the 90’s...I found the DVDs off eBay when I was a git. It was kinda like if G.I. Joe had a blind date with a Sentai series and neither of them like talking about it.

Amanda Johnson: ...

Mighty Sparrow: ...

Amanda Johnson: ...

The Legacy champion clears his throat.

Mighty Sparrow: ...Anyway, on the subject of Logan Alexander, I feel like there’s a common theme here in my last few months. Another submission artist, another mat wizard! With double...Triple...Quadruple? Look square root my wrestling experience and acumen and then square root it again, and you probably have Logan’s, same for championships though not for much as far as this particular company goes.

A plain shrug from the champion as he slings the strap over his shoulder.

Mighty Sparrow: Doesn’t make him any less of a danger and what better to put himself into the conversation of FGA’s present than putting down in record time, the current reigning and defending Legacy champion. Maybe him and he manager think this one is already in the bag. It might have been the same thought process when he faced AMC, and she got much more experience and grounding than me, yes. I dunno what is on the mind of Logan Alexander goin’ into this match, but I ain’t about to make it easy for him, whatever perspectives he’s coming in with. That he’s better, more seasoned, that is the outing with Madison is to be believed, any wily veteran has my throat. It is what it is, yes. Whatever the case, he might catch me just like her. All he gotta do is...Well, y’know the words. See me.

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BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE
Mark Bisley vs. Patrick Jones

"I Won't Back Down" by Burn Halo fills the arena. At the first drum beats, a spotlight flickers on the entrance way with Jones coming out as the bass starts in a surge of energy. He spins a full circle with his arms stretched out to revel in the crowd's energy. The spin completes at the top of the ramp where Jones drops to a knee with a big, over-handed fist pump.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is apart of the Beat The Clock Challenge! Introducing first, hailing from Louisville, Kentucky! Weighing in at 235 pounds… PATRICK JONES!

PJ takes a moment to enjoy the cheers around him and collect his thoughts before hopping to his feet. He jogs down the ramp, talking to and high-fiving fans, trying to get them as pumped up and ready to go as he is.

Kris Cruise: Alright, Stephy! We’re about to kick off this Beat The Clock Challenge. The guys earlier in the show are at the advantage because they’re the ones that get to set the pace. Depending on how quickly they win their matches, that could leave the guys at the end of the show under immense pressure.

Stephy Auger: These guys are all professionals. They’ve all gone out and had great matches that have been 25, 30, 40 even 50 minutes long. But tonight, it’s about getting the job done as quickly as possible. Depending on where you are later in the show, you don’t have time to feel your opponent out. You didn’t get to have that 3-5 minute feeling out period. You're under the gun and you got to get in and out. This won’t be easy.

Kris Cruise: No it won’t. This series of matches will be used to determine the number one contender for the United States Championship at Only the Strong Survive. Of course, we know that the current holder of that title is Nina Stokes, a wrestler that for my money has probably been the most dominant United States Champion to date.

Stephy Auger: I’m sure Savannah Taylor may disagree with that. But Nina has been dominant and that wasn’t more apparent than at A New Odyssey, where she obliterated Selfish San Francisco. We just heard from The Kodiak moments ago. This Beat The Clock challenge is going to be a death sentence for whoever makes it to the end.

Jones goes straight from the ramp and jumps onto the ring apron before ducking through the second and third rope, giving another, slower spin just to drink in the environment.

He then walks over and motions for a microphone. The ring crew obliges and tosses one his way. PJ catches it and looks around smiling, a confident gleam in his eyes.

Patrick Jones: It has been almost 2 MONTHS since I got to step into an FGA ring. 2. Months. That’s too long. And the last two times I did were losses after being so close to a Mid-Atlantic title match. Twice. Missed opportunities.

Jones pauses with a “What can you do?” shrug and exhale before the smile returns.

Patrick Jones: Meanwhile, I’ve stayed busy elsewhere. Cue the “who cares what you do anywhere else” choruses, but I think being 6-2 over 2 months is pretty good. Right now, I get to prove that this newfound momentum isn’t tied to just one company. Right now, I get to square off with a champion in the Beat the Clock Challenge. Right now, I make a believer out of Mark Bisley.

Patrick nonchalantly tosses the microphone back out of the ring and turns to face the entrance ramp to wait for his opponent.

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 with his head bowed and an arm raised before he comes to a stop on the ramp and raises his head to survey the arena wearing one hell of a self-satisfied smirk upon his face.

Keeping his arm 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 rolls backwards into the ring and quickly gets back to his feet.

J.A. Aldridge: His opponent, hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota! Weighing in at 201 pounds! He is the reigning FGA 15 Champion… MARK BISLEY!

Once he's got to his feet Bisley makes his way to the nearest corner and climbs the nearest turnbuckles where he stands with one foot on the top rope and his arms held out wide as he slowly tilts his head back for a few seconds until he turns his head and peers back into the ring and climbs down, removing the towel from around his shoulders the second his feet touch the canvas and casually tossing it in the referee's direction as he takes a few steps forward so he's standing in the centre of the ring where he drops to a knee and runs his hand on the canvas to say one thing: this is my ring.

Kris Cruise: Mark Bisley just dispatched another challenger recently in Kazu Hirano at A New Odyssey. You know Mark would love to add another title to go along with his 15 Championship. But first, he has to beat Patrick Jones and he has to beat him in the fastest time.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, but he has to do it quickly. He can’t give the rest of the field a lot of time to play with. If he gets this done in like 20 minutes, then that’s plenty of time for everyone else. But if Bisley where to put Patty Cake away in say, ten minutes or less? Now, everyone’s under a ton of pressure. I think that’s exactly what will happen. I mean just think about it, Cruise. Mark Bisley is a two-time 15 Champion. This man is constantly being put under the gun in his title matches. Those matches have a 15 minute time limit. So Bisley is used to not having a whole bunch of time at his disposal. Sure, every match on the card has a set time limit. But we’re looking at 30 minutes or standard matches? 45 or 60 minutes for most championship matches? If any participant in this beat The Clock challenge field was made for this, it’s Mark Bisley!

Kris Cruise: I didn’t even take that into consideration. You do have a point there. But you heard Patrick Jones. He’s ready to make a statement here tonight. He’s been itching and ready to get back into an FGA ring. A win here over Bisley wouldn’t just turn some heads and make waves for him, it would probably put him near the front of the line for a 15 Championship match.

Stephy Auger: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here.

The bell sounds as both grapplers circle the ring before locking up. Bisley and Jones jockey for position until Jones throws him to the mat with a quick arm drag. Bisley turns over to a knee and stares down his opponent before returning to a vertical base. The reigning 15 Champion circles the ring before inching his way back over towards Jones. Another collar-and-elbow follows. After jockeying for position, Jones starts to move Bisley back across the ring before throwing him down with another quick arm drag. Bisley spins over to a knee and slaps the apron before quickly gaining control of his emotions.

Kris Cruise: A rare sign of frustration there from Mark Bisley.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, but look at how quickly he got himself back under control.

Bisey gets back to his feet before taking a few steps back. He sizes Jones up before heading back over for another lockup. After jockeying for position, Bisley wins the battle by moving Jones into the corner. While Jones is pressed up against the turnbuckles, the ref rushes over and gives them to the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Both grapplers make a slow, clean break. In the blink of an eye, Bisley quickly takes control of Jones’ wrist and whips him into the far corner. Bisley runs across the ring to attack, but he gets countered with a back elbow to the face. Bisley stumbles back before rushing back in. This time, Jones catches him with a boot to the face that turns him around. Bisley then starts to stagger away from the corner as Jones runs up from behind, hops onto his shoulders and brings him down with a victory roll.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Bisley kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Jones nearly got the three count there.

Jones takes Bisley and sets up for an irish whip when Bisley reverses, sending Jones into the ropes. When Jones returns, he slips down from behind after a back body drop attempt. He quickly gains control of Bisley’s back and tries for a German Suplex. Bisley blocks with a back elbow to the face before performing a standing switch. He’s about to go for a German of his own when Jones returns the favor with a back elbow to the face. Jones reaches back, grabs Bisley by the back of the neck and brings him down with a snapmare before taking off into the ropes. Jones returns and throws out a sliding clothesline to the seated Bisley. But Bisley’s able to roll out of the way. Jones gets back to his feet before Bisley turns and swats his legs out from under him. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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Jones kicks out.

Bisley takes Jones and places him in a side headlock. The 15 Champion doesn’t maintain control for long as Jones is able to move him into the near ropes before pushing him off into the far ropes. When Bisley returns, he tries for a running shoulder block. Jones stumbles back a few steps, but he remains vertical. Bisley then turns and hits another set of ropes. He comes back at full speed and tries to take Jones off his feet with another running shoulder block. Again, Jones stumbles back, but he ultimately remains vertical. Bisley looks him up and down before taking off into another set of ropes. Bisley returns before getting knocked off his feet with a flying forearm! Jones runs over before knocking Bisley down again with another flying forearm. Bisley returns to his feet and stumbles back until Jones runs over and hits a clothesline, sending him over the top rope and to the floor!

Kris Cruise: Jones has gotten the better of Bisley once again!

Stephy Auger: Don’t rush back in there, Mark. Stay cool! Stay cool! You can do this!

Jones circles the ring and plays to the crowd while Bisley sits on the outside.

Kris Cruise: Don’t rush back in there? He better! This is a Beat The Clock Challenge, remember? Him and Patrick Jones will be setting the time to beat for the rest of the field.

The referee continues to count out Bisley while he stats to walk around the ring.

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

Bisley quickly leaps onto the apron before stepping back in through the ropes. He stares across the ring at Jones, who is motioning for him to bring it. The 15 Champion cracks his neck before he and Jones circle the ring. The two grapplers stop and size each other up before engaging in another collar-and-elbow near the center of the ring. Jones gains control as he starts to move Bisley. Suddenly, Bisley comes to a stop before gaining control with a side headlock. Jones moves him into the near ropes before pushing him off into the far ropes. NO! Bisley stops the escape attempt by dropping down to a knee (while keeping the side headlock applied). The ref drops down to a knee as well and checks in on Jones. Jones is asked if he wants to give up. He quickly declines. After battling back to a vertical base, Jones starts to lift Bisley up for a belly to back suplex. But Bisley is able to shift his weight in mid air and bring Jones down to the mat with a side headlock takeover. The ref gets back down and asks Jones if he wants to quit. Jones refuses before grabbing Bisley and pinning him with a bridge & roll counter.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Bisley shifts his weight back over while keeping the side headlock applied. He goes to cinch down on the hold when Jones pulls him back over to a pinning situation with another bridge & roll counter.

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TWO!
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Bisley shifts his weight back over. He finally cinches down on the hold. The ref keeps dialogue with Jones and asks him if he wants to give up. Jones refuses. After battling back to a vertical base, Jones hits Bisley with a forearm to the ribs. Bisley gets caught with three more shots to the side before getting pushed off into the ropes. When Bisley returns, Bisley goes for a hip toss. Bisley blocks it. Jones goes to muscle him up for another hip toss. Again, Bisley blocks it. Bisley then goes to counter with a lariat with his free arm. But Jones ducks, reaches back and pulls him down with a neckbreaker. The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Bisley kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Bisley has become synonymous with the 15 Championship is recent times. But he’s looking to become synonymous with another title: the 15 Championship. But he’s got to set the best time here tonight plus beat Nina Stokes. That’s a pretty tall task.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, but Bisley’s up for the challenge. He’s dealt with strikers like Nina Stokes before. You remember how he did Shintaro Majima, his former tag team partner?

Kris Cruise: As good as Majima was, he was no Nina Stokes.

Stephy Auger: This is true.

Jones takes Bisley, moves him into the corner and delivers a knife edge chop. Two more chops follow before Bisley is whipped into the far corner. Jones then runs over to attack until Bisley hits him with a boot to the face. NO! Jones stops in time and catches Bisley’s foot. The crowd cheers while Bisley is dragged out of the corner. Bisley continues to hop up and down on one foot until Jones swings the leg away from him. He then quickly takes control of Bisley’s back before delivering an atomic drop. Bisley starts to stagger forward until Jones runs over and hits a clothesline from behind, sending Bisley over the top rope and to the floor!

Kris Cruise: Bisley’s knocked back to the outside!

Stephy Auger: This is not going to plan!

Kris Cruise: You brushed off Patrick Jones. You thought he would just roll over for Mark Bisley. But Jones is showing up Bisley thus far tonight. I told you, Stephy. I told you Jones was ready to make a statement.

Bisley picks himself up on the floor. He motions to quickly rush back into the ring when he sees Jones waving him back inside. But Bisley opts to slip back down to the floor off the apron. The crowd boos as Bisley takes his sweet time strolling around the ring. The ref continues to count Bisley out. But Bisley’s in no rush.

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Bisley quickly hops back up to the apron. He then wipes his feet off on the apron before stepping back in through the ropes. Both grapplers circle the ring once more before locking up. After jockeying for position, Bisley gains the advantage with a side headlock. He then quickly brings Jones down to the mat with a side headlock takeover. Jones is able to reverse into a grounded headscissors. Jones stays in the dominant position until Bisley escapes with a kip up. He quickly goes to follow up with an elbow drop, but he ends up catching nothing but the canvas after Jones rolls out of the time. Bisley picks himself back up and is immediately given an arm wrench. Jones delivers another arm wrench before Bisley rolls forward, turns over onto his knees, flips over with a headstand, spins in place, transitions into a hammerlock from behind, spins Jones towards him, catches him in a cravat and follows up with the Iko Uwais (cravat with repeated knees to the head). The boos continue as Bisley brings Jones down with Greetings from the Twin Cities (hangman's neckbreaker over the knee). He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Jones kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Jones got out at two.

Stephy Auger: Just like that, Bisley took back control of this match. To think, you thought all hope was lost for Mark Bisley.

Kris Cruise: I never said all hope was lost. You were the one screaming about the match not going to plan for him. All I said was that Bisley was being shown up by Jones thus and guess what, Stephy? He continues to be!

Stephy Auger: You sure about that? From where I’m sitting, Jones is the one on his back, not Bisley.

Bisley takes Jones, moves into the corner and fires off a knife edge chop that echoes throughout the arena. A second knife edge chop proceeds a loud pop upon impact. After a third chop doubles Jones over, Bisley lifts him back up before whipping him into the far corner. Bisley runs across the ring to attack before getting turned around with another big boot to the face. NO! Bisley catches his foot in time. He then proceeds to drag Jones out of the corner. Jones continues to hop on foot foot until Bisley throws him down to the mat with a dragon screw leg whip. The crowd boos as Jones immediately hugs his right knee. He tries to pick himself up off the mat. But Bisley is right there with a shoot kick to the back of the right quad. Jones is quickly knocked off his feet before falling back to the mat. Bisley heads over, pulls Jones back to his feet and brings him right back down with another dragon screw. After pulling Jones back to his feet, Bisley whips him into the corner. Bisley then rushes in before knocking him down with the Orbital Heel (running corner elbow smash followed by a chop block to the staggered opponent)!

Kris Cruise: Jones is in a bad way here.

Stephy Auger: He’s not looking so hot anymore.

Kris Cruise: I’m sure the ladies in the crowd would disagree.

Stephy Auger: Don’t get cute with me.

Jones immediately favors the right leg. He turns over and tries to push himself up off the mat. But the right knee immediately buckles, dropping him down to his left. While Jones tries to return to a vertical base, Bisley turns and takes off into the ropes. The 15 Champion comes back after bouncing off the ropes and sends Jones tumbling to the mat with a high speed running dropkick to the knee. Bisley adds insult to injury by snatching up Jones’ right leg and delivering the KneeDT (Foot DDT)! The boos continue as Bisley grabs hold of both of Jones’ legs. Instead of turning him over into the Minnesota Cloverleaf (Texas Cloverleaf with a knee to the opponent's back), Bisley flips over into a jackknife pin.

ONE!
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TWO!
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TH-NO!

The crowd gasps as Jones slowly bridges up. He then turns over, turns over again, hooks Bisley’s arms and brings him down with a backslide pin!

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TWO!
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THR-NO!

Bisley slips out!

Kris Cruise: Bisley barely got out in time!

Stephy Auger: He got out, that’s all that matters!

Before Jones can get up off his knees, Bisley blasts him in the face with a rolling solebutt!

Kris Cruise: Good Lord, what a kick!

Stephy Auger: Cover him! Cover him!

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TWO!
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Jones gets the shoulder up.

Bisley pulls Jones back to his feet before returning him to the mat with a snap suplex. Jones remains down on the canvas as Bisley steps out to the apron. He makes his way over to the corner, scales to the top turnbuckles, leaps off and crashes down across Jones’ legs with the Sapienza (frog splash to the opponent's legs)! The boos continue as Bisley makes the cover.

ONE!
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T-NO!

Jones gets his shoulder up.

Bisley quickly gets to his feet, lifts up Jones’ right leg and turns him over into the Canadian Maple Leaf!

Stephy Auger: Oh yeah!

Kris Cruise: L'Étoile du Nord!

Kris Cruise: That didn’t sound half bad, Cruise. At least you didn’t butcher the name like you normally do.

Stephy Auger: ...

The crowd boos as Bisley pulls back on the right knee. The camera cuts to a look on angst on Jones’ face. The ref checks in with Jones and asks him if he wants to give up. Jones refuses as he shakes his head. So Bisley pulls back slightly on the hold. The limited capacity crowd tries their best to get Jones to hang on.

“PLEASE DON’T TAP!”

“PLEASE DON’T TAP!”

“PLEASE DON’T TAP!”

The referee keeps dialogue with Jones. He asks again if Jones wants to give up. Jones yells out in pain before refusing. Seconds later Jones reaches forward. He puts his hands down onto the canvas before struggling to pull himself forward. The cheers grow louder as Jones slowly pushes himself forward again. Bisley begins to look around as Jones is getting closer and closer to the side of the ring. So the 15 Champion decides to put a stop to that. He stands up off of Jones, crosses Jones’ legs and then puts him in a Texas Cloverleaf with a knee to the back!

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Stephy Auger: Now we’re talking!

Kris Cruise: The Minnesota Cloverleaf! Bisley’s got it locked in!

Stephy Auger: Oh, it’s over now!

Jones yells out in pain as Bisley pulls back on the hold. The ref asks him once more if he wants to give up. Gasps are heard from the crowd when Jones slowly raises his arm off the mat.

Stephy Auger: Go ahead, Patty! There’s no shame in tapping out to Bisley. You won’t be the first or the last!

The crowd waits with bated breath as Jones’ hand shakes as it hangs in the hair. Jones then brings the hand down! But not to tap! Instead, Jones lets out a groan as he slowly pushes himself up off the mat. He then does his best to lunge forward. Jones’ best is good enough as he wraps his right arm around the bottom rope!

Kris Cruise: He made it!

Stephy Auger: Dammit!

Jones’ effort is met with cheers and applause while the ref gives Bisley to the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Bisley throws Jones’ legs down. He gets off of Jones, only to reach back down, grab Jones and drag him back over towards the center of the ring. Before Jones can be placed in another submission, he turns over to his back and uses whatever leg strength he has left to shove Bisley off of him. The 15 Champion ends up stumbling backwards into the ropes. Bisley then marches back over to Jones. He reaches down to grab Jones when Jones reaches up and wraps him in a small package!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THRE-NO!

The crowd sighs when Bisley kicks out.

Stephy Auger: Phew!

Both grapplers return to their feet. Jones throws out a kick to the midsection. But Bisley proves to be too fast as he catches his foot. Jones hops up and down on his good leg before turning Bisley inside out with an enzuigiri! NO! Bisley ducks the kick. He reaches down, pulls Jones back up by the back of the tights and goes for a German Suplex. NO! Jones catches him with a back elbow to the face. He connects with a second back elbow before turning around. Jones throws out a punch. The crowd cheers when Bisley gets nailed with another punch. Jones throws out a third punch, but Bisley blocks it and counters with an elbow smash. Jones gets caught with another elbow smash. Bisley then follows up by sending Jones flipping down to the mat with a step-up enzuigiri! NO! Jones ducks the kick. He reaches down, pulls Bisley back to his feet by the back of the tights and brings him down with a bridging German Suplex!

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THR-NO!

Bisley turns over to break the pin. But Jones keeps the rear waistlock applied! Jones pulls Bisley back to a vertical base before throwing him back down with another bridging German!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THRE-NO!

The crowd sighs when Bisley gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Bisley barely got his shoulder up again!

Stephy Auger: I don’t know how much more of this I can take!

Jones takes Bisley, hooks both of his arms and throws him down with a double underhook suplex! He goes for the cover.

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Bisley gets the shoulder up.

Jones sets up for an irish whip when Bisley reverses. Jones comes off the rebound before a superkick to the right knee drops him to the mat. Bisley follows up with a superkick to the face! NO! Jones catches his foot! Jones maintains hold of the foot as he gets back to his feet. He then swing Bisley’s foot away from him before going for a belly to back suplex. Bisley escapes by rolling over his shoulder and landing on his feet. The crowd boos when Bisley follows up with the Jones-Killer Combo (two rolling German suplexes followed by a release Dragon suplex)!

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The crowd cheers when Jones gets the shoulder up.

Bisley pulls Jones back to his feet before throwing him down with a bridging northern lights suplex.

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Jones gets the shoulder up.

Bisley reaches over, grabs the arm of the shoulder that Jones used to break the pin and spins around before rolling him up in la magistral.

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Jones kicks out.

Stephy Auger: That was three straight three counts! What the hell is this ref doing!?

Kris Cruise: It was not!

Both grapplers return to their feet before Jones gets doubled over with a rolling solebutt to the midsection. Bisley then takes hold of his opponent, lifts him up and brings him down with Blind Destiny (Canadian backbreaker rack dropped into double knee gutbuster)! The boos continue as Bisley heads towards the side of the ring, hops onto the middle ropes, flips back and connects with Corazón de Zorro (lionsault to a face-down opponent's back)! Bisley pulls him over and makes the cover.

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The crowd gasps, then cheers when Jones gets the shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: Come on, Bisley! Put this guy away! You’re better than him!

Kris Cruise: Patrick Jones is better than you’re giving him credit for.

Bisley heads towards the side of the ring before stepping up shop on the apron. The 15 Champion grabs the top rope with both hands as he waits patiently for Jones to get into position. Once Jones is finally back to his feet, he turns around as Bisley leaps up onto the top rope. Bisley flies across the ring for a springboard lariat!

“OHHHHHHHHHH!”

...only to get countered in mid air with Zoned Out (Superkick)!

Stephy Auger: GAH!

Kris Cruise: OH MY GOD!

The crowd leaps to their feet as Jones drops down and makes the cover.

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Stephy Auger: Maaaaark!

The crowd cheers as “I Won’t Back Down” hits the PA.

Kris Cruise: Jones did it! Jones did it! Patrick Jones got the win over Mark Bisley!

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner with a time of 17:20, PATRICK JONES!

Kris Cruise: Bisley went to put Jones away. But Jones caught him in mid air with Zoned Out and damn near kicked his head right off his shoulders! We’re going to have to see is Jones’ time can hold up throughout the night. One of the competitors in this Beat The Clock Challenge field may be able to take Best Time away from him. But no one, absolutely no one, can take away Jones’ win over Bisley here tonight!

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

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The scene shifts backstage in the Ryan Centre where Logan Alexander and Theodore Harris are making their way along one of the countless corridors towards the entryway for Logan’s upcoming match. As the pair round the corner of a connecting corridor, they almost bump into Spencer Burke, who appears to be out looking for his next interview subject.

Spencer Burke: Good evening gentlemen.

Theodore offers him an easy smile. Logan just stares back at him coolly.

Theodore Harris: Spencer! Been a long time. Over a year I believe.

Spencer Burke: It certainly seems like it has been that long. Might I be able to get a word with the two of you?

Theodore glances towards Logan, who doesn’t offer any reaction to the request. Theodore looks back to Spencer, still smiling to him.

Theodore Harris: Certainly Spencer. What’s on your mind?

Spencer Burke: Well, tonight is a big night for Logan. The entire lineup of matches for this Vertigo broadcast is geared towards determining the number one contender to Nina Stokes’ United States championship. Over the last couple of Vertigo broadcasts, you’d been making it quite clear that you were looking for better competition for Logan. So, what are your thoughts on tonight and your part in it?

Theodore Harris: Well, simply put Spencer, it’s put up or shut up time now. We’ve been waiting for this sort of opportunity. It’s a one on one match with the newly dubbed FGA Legacy champion with a chance at the United States title on the line. There’s a lot at stake here and after asking for a chance and getting one, you’ve got to make the most of it or be prepared to spend months cooling your heels while waiting for another opportunity. We’re at the bottom of the pile as it is Spencer. Logan’s part of the crowd who aren’t even contenders for the Legacy or Fifteen championships. He’s gotten a few wins under his belt since returning, but getting put down by one of those champions would wipe out any progress from that all at once. There’s nowhere else to go down there and chances to move up aren’t just handed out.

Letting out a sigh, Theodore puts his hands in the pockets of his suit jacket.

Theodore Harris: So, Logan’s got to make his mark here tonight… in these less than ideal circumstances.

With an eyebrow raised in curiosity, Spencer follows up immediately.

Spencer Burke: Less than ideal? How so?

Theodore frowns slightly.

Theodore Harris: It’s a ‘Beat the Clock’ challenge Spencer. It’s bad enough that you’ve got to go out there and win your match, which isn’t that easy under normal circumstances given the opposition here tonight, but you’ve also got the clock to deal with.

Another sigh.

Theodore Harris: Logan hasn’t had to compete in this sort of challenge before, but the concept is pretty straight forward. Win as fast as possible. It sounds easy, but it is anything but really. If you happen to get a favourable match up, you might have a decent chance, but that all depends on so many things lining up for you to get the quickest win. Now, Logan’s had his share of quick wins in his career, but they are far from the norm for him. He doesn’t generally have the sort of offense that is going to get him through opponents in short order. He’s always a cutter away from a quick one two three of course, but in practice that’s not usually how it goes. He excels in longer matches. His game plan has always involved a more drawn out process. He doesn’t rush things. Rushing leads to mistakes. Mistakes lead to losses. You can see the problem here.

Spencer Burke: Of course. But that’s not really a problem, so much as a challenge for...

Theodore skewers Spencer with a look, cutting him off there.

Theodore Harris: You can view it as a challenge, but based on the matches here tonight, it’s skewed against several of the participants. It’s all about speed. For us, it’s like putting a marathon runner in a sprint. You aren’t likely going to get ideal results from it. That doesn’t mean they can’t win, just that you’re not likely going to see it happen. It would instead be determined by the competition they have to face off with. In our case, the competition is the Mighty Sparrow. Not an easy out by a long shot.

Spencer Burke: Certainly not. Mighty Sparrow has had a run of tough matches in recent memory but he’s definitely shown what he is capable of in the ring.

Theodore smiles and nods in agreement.

Theodore Harris: Absolutely. He got through the elimination chase by winning two of the involved matches. He then beat Ace Voltage for the Legacy title. He then went through a personal war with Laura Perelli over the title afterwards. And in the middle of that war, he also got to fight Chris Madison. That’s certainly not an easy path to have gone down, but he’s still standing there as Legacy champion through all of that hardship. He is not someone to be taken lightly. He showed that at A New Odyssey, along with all of the other defending champions.

Theodore pauses for a moment.

Theodore Harris: And just to digress briefly, that was a wild show. Pretty much a clean sweep for the defending champions, barring the one that had to lose. Not one of the challengers was able to step up enough to win. It’s proof of the kind of test awaiting when you step in against an FGA champion. That is what we’ve got in front of us here tonight. Logan is fighting a champion for the right to a match with another champion. One hard fight to get a potentially harder fight. Sounds a bit crazy when you just say it out loud.

He smirks and glances towards Logan, as though expecting him to agree with the sentiment. No response is given though, but Theodore carries on regardless, turning his attention back to Spencer.

Theodore Harris: Mighty Sparrow isn’t defending his championship here against Logan, so the dynamics are a little bit different. Sparrow doesn’t have to worry about protecting anything tonight. Instead he’s chasing another title. I don’t think he’s held that title long enough for him to have lost his taste for the chase of a championship. Perelli did her best to make Sparrow chase her for his own belt after all. Tonight is likely just going to be more of the same for him in that regard. Another person standing between him and another title belt he wants. I’m certainly not going to stand here and dismiss Sparrow as a competitor though. He’s put plenty of arrogant people in their place after they dismissed him. He’s talented and he knows he can succeed.

Theodore turns and points towards Logan.

Theodore Harris: Logan’s not like most of the competition that Sparrow has faced up to this point. He’s got the years of experience to make the best use of his talents in the ring. He’s not going to play games with you outside of the ring to try and get some sort of advantage there. He’ll fight you for it in the middle of the ring instead. He’ll weather the storm someone will dish out in the ring while picking them apart bit by bit. He’ll respect your talent and skill, but he’s not going to be daunted by it at all.

He turns back towards Spencer as he continues, placing his hand back into his pocket.

Theodore Harris: As I said earlier, this whole ‘Beat the Clock’ challenge is not Logan’s forté, but it does allow for another option here tonight. So, while he’ll be looking for an opening to put Mighty Sparrow away and set the time to beat for everyone else that follows after him, that’s not going to be Logan’s main focus tonight. While everyone else is going to be eyeing Nina Stokes and a title match for the United States championship, Logan is only going to be staring across the ring at the Legacy champion... and his championship.

The comment raises Spencer’s eyebrows for a few moments.

Spencer Burke: I’m certainly curious to know why you’d focus on Mighty Sparrow’s Legacy championship instead of Nina Stokes’ United States championship tonight. You’re not competing for a title match with Sparrow here.

Theodore Harris: Well, that depends on how you look at the situation here, Spencer.

Theodore smirks at Spencer.

Theodore Harris: The big prize is certainly the United States championship match opportunity. I’ve already said that I don’t really like Logan’s odds on that. He’s got the ability and experience to pick up a win here tonight, but doing it fast is the problem. Having your opponent make a big enough mistake early enough in a match to guarantee that you’ll have the fastest time isn’t something you can count on. Mighty Sparrow isn’t likely to make that mistake. Not after the recent fights he’s been in. So, someone else is probably going to have a quicker time. Instead, it’ll be much easier to focus on the match with Sparrow and look at this as an opportunity to make a case to challenge him for his championship instead. Beating Sparrow here and then losing the overall challenge still gives Logan a win against the reigning Legacy champion. That puts him in the discussion for the next number one contender match or perhaps even the next title match. But even a win isn’t necessarily needed here. If Logan and Sparrow go to a draw, but the match is close or tilted in Logan’s favour when it ends, he’s still going to be in that discussion regarding contenders going forward. Tonight, Logan’s top priority is to not get beaten and not look bad in the ring against Mighty Sparrow.

He withdraws both hands from his pockets, collapsing them together in front of himself and motioning towards Spencer with his index fingers as he speaks.

Theodore Harris: Walking out of here with a United States title shot is the best possible outcome. Logan wants it. Should it not play out that way because of a better time, before or after his match, Logan isn’t going to think the Legacy championship is a lesser prize to pursue. It’s just a more immediately attainable goal.

Theodore pivots and points towards Logan once again.

Theodore Harris: This man is going to walk out there and will be as calm, collected and methodical in the ring as he is every time he goes out there to compete. He’s not going to make the mistake of watching the clock or rushing for a quick win with some sort of sloppy approach or trying to pull out some desperation move with seconds left. If that means Logan ends up with a headlock applied with five seconds left, you’re going to watch him ride out that last five seconds with the headlock. The plan is to take Sparrow to mat wrestling school tonight. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Turning back and glancing towards the camera, he smirks.

Theodore Harris: So bring your A game to the ring champ, because this man is doing the same. Then we’ll see where the chips fall.

Seemingly done, Theodore turns and looks as though his about to walk off. Logan begins to do the same when Spencer speaks up.

Spencer Burke: Before you go Theodore, I do have one more thing to ask you about.

Pausing, Theodore looks back over towards Spencer.

Theodore Harris: Oh? Something other than the big challenge that I’ve just laid out here?

A single nod from Spencer.

Spencer Burke: Yes.

Theodore looks back towards Logan, then both turn to regard Spencer.

Theodore Harris: This should be good then. Ask away.

Spencer Burke: The day before A New Odyssey took place, Sloan Tabot issued a statement. Clearly it was in response to things you had been saying during interviews.

Theodore nods slightly to this, smirking as well.

Spencer Burke: He’s essentially said that he’s coming for Logan and that he isn’t going to be waiting around to do so. Do you have any response you want to offer to this?

Theodore Harris: Certainly Spencer. We are well aware of the statement issued by Sloan Talbot and we are neither impressed nor intimidated by it nor the man behind it. The majority of Logan’s career has been spent venturing through one ‘world of trouble’ or another presided over by competitors more talented or threatening than Mister Talbot. If he would like to step up and try putting Logan out to pasture as he puts it, he is more than welcome to try.

Theodore looks at the camera once again, narrowing his eyes, as he raises one hand to point towards the lens.

Theodore Harris: Think long and hard about how you’re going to do so, Mister Talbot. Choose poorly and your world of trouble is going to come crashing down around you after you experience it for yourself.

He looks back to Spencer.

Theodore Harris: Now, if you’ll excuse us Spencer, we have an opponent of actual importance to deal with tonight.

Spencer Burke: Oh, of course. Good luck to you.

Theodore smiles and nods to him, then glances towards Logan. The two then move off together, leaving Spencer there as the scene fades out.

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BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE
Mighty Sparrow vs. Logan Alexander

Without any music or fanfare, Logan strides out from the entryway, dressed to compete, with Theodore Harris walking along beside and half a step behind him. Logan’s gaze remains locked on the ring while Theodore looks around the arena and at the assembled crowd as they walk down the entry ramp to the ringside area.

Logan leads the way over to the nearest set of ringsteps, climbs up them to the ring apron and then into the ring. Theodore meanwhile walks around the ring towards the opposite corner of the ring with the other set of ringsteps.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is apart of the Beat The Clock Challenge! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Theodore Harris! Hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 227 pounds… LOGAN ALEXANDER!

Logan walks across the ring to the opposite corner, turns around and leans back against the turnbuckles, draping his arms on the top rope on either side of him. Theodore climbs up the ringsteps behind Logan, stepping onto the ring apron behind him. He leans in close talking softly to Logan, who merely nods slightly in response to whatever is being said.

Theodore then steps back and descends the stairs back to the ringside mats. Logan fixes his gaze on the entryway, waiting for his opponent’s arrival.

Kris Cruise: Out next Beat The Clock Challenge match is about to get underway. If we’re to believe the words of Theodore Harris, Logan Alexander will be in no rush to finish this match.

Stephy Auger: Has Teddy ever given us a reason not to trust him? The man said it himself. Logan Alexander is methodical. He likes to take his time and break down an opponent. There’s no need for him to rush to try and beat Jones’ time. I think 17 minutes and 20 seconds is more than enough time for Logan to do what he has to do in there. Logan won’t rush himself and end up making a costly mistake. A shot at the US Championship would be great. But if Logan doesn't beat Jones’ time, all is not lost. I trust the vision that Teddy Harris has.

Kris Cruise: Speaking of vision, Logan Alexander better have eyes in the back of his head. Sloan Talbot made it clear that Logan’s got his attention.

Stephy Auger: I trust that Logan and Teddy have a plan for that, too.

“Oh give the drummer some, yeah yeah! (Yah!)
Oh give the drummer some, yeah yeah! (Uh!)
Oh give the drummer some, yeah yeah! (Rah!)
Oh give the drummer some, yeah yeah! (Drop it.)"

From the entrance to the ring, Mighty Sparrow appears through the curtain, championship belt around his waist. He gets in some last minute leg stretches before the West Indian Whirlwind begins high-fiving fans on his way down the ramp. He gets to the outside of the ring as “Gold Watch” continues playing before he jumps and lands on the apron. With a second jump he clears the ring ropes before taking off for the farthest turnbuckle. He springs onto the second rope turnbuckle, executing a backflip and lands on his feet. He does sliding motion on his heel before turning and striking a pose to the cheers of the crowd. He throws his hat into the audience for more of a raucous.

J.A. Aldridge: His opponent, hailing from ! Weighing in at ! he is the reigning FGA Legacy Champion… MIGHTY SPARROW!

“Yeah yeah, them niggas over there, it’s just,
Yeah, yeah, now look at what I wear!
Got my, gold watch and my, gold chain,
With my, fancy car and my diamond ring!”

Sparrow leans up against his corner after handing his championship to the ref. He talks a few seconds with the referee before looking out to the crowd. He mouths a few of Lupe’s lyrics to himself casually and takes one last glance about. Sparrow grabs the ropes in his corner, again with a few last second leg stretches before he is ready to go.

Kris Cruise: Mighty Sparrow recently retained his Legacy Championship against Laura Perelli.

Stephy Auger: No, what you meant to say was he just won back his championship from Laura Perelli.

Kris Cruise: ...RETAINED his championship against Laura Perelli. Mani grapplers in the past have used that champion as a way to kickstart their legacy here in FGA. Tonight, Sparrow has a chance to add to his by winning this Beat The Clock challenge and gaining a US Championship match.

The bell sounds as Sparrow and Alexander lock up. Alexander quickly gains the advantage with a side headlock before Sparrow pushes him off into the ropes. Alexander comes right back off the ropes and knocks Sparrow down with a running shoulder block. Alexander then heads into another set of ropes. When he returns, Sparrow turns over to a prone position before he hops over him and continues to run the ropes. Alexander comes back and continues to run the ropes after Sparrow leapfrogs over him. When Alexander returns, he comes to a stop as Sparrow runs past him towards the same set of ropes. When Sparrow comes back, Alexander turns and brings him down to the mat with a drop toe hold. Alexander quickly turns over, latches onto Sparrow’s right ankle and applies an ankle lock.

Kris Cruise: Alexander’s got a hold of Sparrow. He’s got him in a submission.

Stephy Auger: There’s no point in trying to keep up with Sparrow. You’ve got to take him down and keep him down. Perelli laid out the blueprint.

Sparrow remains in the hold as Alexander gets back to his feet. The Legacy Champion can be heard yelling out in pain while Alexander cranks away on the ankle. The referee asks him if he want to give up. Sparrow refuses. He then turns over onto his back and starts uses his free leg to kick away at Alexander. Alexander continues to get caught with kick after kick in the chest. But Alexander fights through it before slowly turning Sparrow back over into the prone position. He then drops down to a knee while applying more pressure to the hold.

Kris Cruise: Sparrow tried to fight his way out of the hold, but it was to no avail.

Stephy Auger: Alexander ate those kicks with ease.

Sparrow yells out while Alexander tries to snap the ankle. The ref keeps talking to Sparrow and asks him if he wants to give up. Sparrow shakes his head. He then turns back over onto his back before using his free leg to nail Alexander with repeated kicks to the face. Alexander gets caught with kick after kick until the last one knocks him off. Sparrow then wisely rolls over towards the side of the ring before slipping out to the apron. Alexander motions to go after him, but the ref motions for him to stay back. He reluctantly abides by the ref’s instructions.

Stephy Auger: That’s right, Sparrow, run to the outside like a coward.

Kris Cruise: Coward!? He’s in between the ropes, Stephy. What do you want him to do?

Kris Cruise: Give Perelli her rightful rematch for the title she just lost.

Stephy Auger: ...

Sparrow slowly pulls himself up using the ropes. He then reaches down and tries to massage the ankle before shaking out the leg. The Legacy Champion keeps his eyes on Alexander as he slowly steps back in through the ropes. Sparrow tries to test the ankle out further by bouncing in place a couple of times. When Sparrow feels that he’s good enough to continue, he starts to circle the ring. Alexander keeps his eyes locked on the champion while remaining ready for a sudden charge. Alexander’s suspicions are proven correct when Sparrow stops on a dime before rushing in. Before he can strike, he cartwheels out of the way. Sparrow points over at Alexander before pointing to his temple. Alexander responds with a nod.

Kris Cruise: It looks like Sparrow has recovered from that ankle lock.

Stephy Auger: Good. Go ahead and taunt, Sparrow. We’ll see whose laughing when he gets caught in another submission. If he thought what Perelli did to his arm was something, just wait until Alexander gets a hold of his leg again.

The two grapplers begin to circle the ring before heading back to the center. Sparrow goes for a collar-and-elbow. But Alexander has other plans as he hits a drop-step go-behind and takes control of his back with a rear waistlock. Sparrow goes for a back elbow to the face, but Alexander dips his head out of the way. He then reaches down and tries to pry Alexander’s arms from around him. That, too, is to no avail. So Sparrow goes for a back elbow feint before reversing into a wheelbarrow victory roll.

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The crowd cheers when Sparrow, leaps into the air and throws out The Notorious K.I.C.K. (Standing Double Foot Stomp)! The cheers are quickly replaced with sighs when Alexander rolls out of the way just in time! The former World Tag Champions turns over to a knee and looks over in Sparrow’s direction.

Kris Cruise: Logan Alexander was THAT close to being put away by Mighty Sparrow. Both Logan and Thoeodore Harris have to be breathing some heavy sighs of relief.

Stephy Auger: It was a close call, I’ll grant you that.

Alexander gets back to a vertical base before circling the ring. He continues to circle the ring while Sparrow guards the middle of the canvas. Like Alexander before him, Sparrow readies himself for a sudden charge. Alexander then comes to a stop before slowly inching his way over towards Sparrow. He then motions for a collar-and-elbow, only to shoot in and yank Sparrow down with a standing double leg takedown. Alexander reaches down, lifts up the right leg and goes for a figure four. After Alexander turns around, Sparrow reaches up and pulls him down into a small package.

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Alexander kicks out.

Both grapplers return to a vertical base. Alexander quickly ducks a spinning wheel kick. When he stands back up, the crowd cheers when he gets caught with an enzuigiri. The kick sends Alexander staggering over towards the ropes. Sparrow then approaches, grabs Alexander and heads into the corner before slamming him face-first into the top turnbuckle. NO! Alexander gets his foot on the middle turnbuckle, elbows Sparrow and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. He then turns Sparrow around and unleashes a number of knife edge chops. Sparrow is then whipped into the far corner. Alexander rushes over to attack when Sparrow counters with a back elbow to the face. He then follows up with a mule kick to the midsection before finally slamming Alexander face-first into the top turnbuckle. Sparrow turns Alexander around and gives him four corner chest kicks before following up with a jumping sidekick. After a toe kick doubles Alexander over, he gets whipped back over into the previous corner. Sparrow rushes over to attack when Alexander ducks and dumps him to the outside with a back body drop! NO! Sparrow counters with a headstand on the top turnbuckle before knocking Alexander down with a double mule kick to the back of the head! Alexander gets back to his feet and turns around to see Sparrow rushing him. Sparrow throws out a falling crescent kick. But Alexander’s able to catch the leg before throwing him down with a dragon screw leg whip.

Kris Cruise: Oh man! Sparrow got caught and Alexander made him pay.

Stephy Auger: I told you! I told you what would happen when Alexander got a hold of that leg again.

Sparrow tries to roll over towards the ropes. But Alexander rushes over, grabs him by the ankle and drags him back towards the center of the ring.

Stephy Auger: Nope! Can run away this time, Not-So-Mighty Sparrow!

Kris Cruise: Stop it, Stephy.

Alexander lifts up Sparrow’s leg before driving an elbow down across it. The boos continue as Alexander returns to his feet, lifts up the right leg and delivers another elbow drop across it. He then gets back up and lifts up the right leg until Sparrow uses his free leg to start kicking him. But Alexander is ultimately able to wrestle away control of that leg, too. After hooking both of Sparrow’s legs, Alexander drags him into position. He then leans back, catapulting Sparrow into the corner! Instead of crashing into the turnbuckles, Sparrow lands safely on the ropes! He then bounces up to the top turnbuckle, flips back and knocks Alexander down with a moonsault! The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Alexander kicks out.

Alexander rolls to the outside before Sparrow can attack him further.

Kris Cruise: Now it’s Alexander that’s rolling to the outside. Is he a coward, too, Stephy?

Stephy Auger: Of course not! He’s simply taking a breather.

Stephy Auger: ...

While Alexander tries to take a breather on the outside, Sparrow turns and takes off into the far ropes. The Legacy Champion picks up speed as he charges back across the ring. Sparrow motions for a suicide dive, only to hit a handspring backflip instead. He then lands smoothly on his feet before settling into a Rock Lee pose. Alexander doesn’t look to be the least bit phased.

Stephy Auger: Keep posing, Sparrow. Keep taunting. He hasn’t learned his lesson yet. But he will.

Alexander climbs back up to the apron before entering the ring. He then marches over towards Sparrow and locks up with him. Alexander uses his size advantage to move Sparrow across the ring and into the corner. The ref is quick to give them to the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

As soon as Sparrow puts his arms in the air, he gets doubled over with a shoulder thrust. Sparrow nearly gets the air knocked out of him as Alexander delivers repeated hard shoulder thrusts. He then takes Sparrow by the wrist before whipping him hard into the far corer. Sparrow staggers out of the ring until Alexander leans forward and delivers a big back body drop. The crowd gasps when Sparrow flips through the air before splatting face-first on the mat!

Kris Cruise: OH MY!

Stephy Auger: HELLO!

Kris Cruise: Mighty Sparrow got his bell rung on that landing! Good Lord!

Stephy Auger: I’d be shocked if he even knows where he is right now.

Alexander heads over, turns Sparrow over onto his back and hooks his legs before catapulting him into the corner. Sparrow smacks face-first off the top turnbuckle before stumbling back. Alexander then spins Sparrow towards him and brings him down with Stryke Force (Ace Crusher)! NO! Sparrow pushes him off into the ropes. When Alexander returns, Sparrow brings him down with a hurricanrana. Alexander returns to his feet before blocking another falling crescent kick attempt. Instead of throwing Sparrow down with another dragon screw, he reaches down and grabs a hold of Sparrow’s ankles. He then goes and swing the leg away from him. But Sparrow uses the momentum to swing around and blast Alexander with a spinning wheel kick! The kick sends Alexander stumbling back before slipping through the opes to the floor.

Kris Cruise: Alexander got rocked with that spinning wheel kick.

Stephy Auger: Get up, Logan! Don’t get counted out!

On the outside, Alexander slowly turns over to all fours as he tries to shake out the cobwebs. While he slowly gets back to his feet, Sparrow takes off into the far ropes. Sparrow charges forward across the ring before he leaps through the ropes and knocks Alexander down with a suicide crossbody!

Kris Cruise: Sparrow with a beautiful dive through the ropes! That leg isn’t bothering him now!

Sparrow takes Alexander and rolls him back inside before sliding in to make the cover.

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Alexander kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Sparrow gets a count of two. Stephy, we just passed the 10 minute mark here. These have just over seven minutes left to wrap this one up.

Stephy Auger: Well they better hop to it! They can’t tie Jones’ time. It’s either beat it or the match ends in a No Contest.

Sparrow takes Alexander, moves him back into the corner and delivers four more corner chest kicks before whipping him into the far corner. The Legacy Champion then runs across the ring, jumps on top of Alexander and throws him out of the corner with a monkey flip. He then slips out to the apron and waits for Alexander to get into position. As Alexander gets back to his feet, Sparrow springboards to the top rope, leaps off and knocks him down with a diving sidekick! The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Alexander gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Sparrow with another nearfall. The veteran Alexander had the right strategy earlier by grounding Sparrow. But he’s not been able to keep him down for long.

Stephy Auger: Sparrow’s been using his strikes while also using his agility and aerial abilities to his advantage.

Sparrow picks up Alexander, pulls him over towards the corner and climbs up to the middle ropes. He then places Alexander in a front facelock and plants him with a Tornado DDT! NO! Alexander counters by pushing Sparrow off in mid air. After Sparrow lands on his feet, Alexander runs over to attack. The crowd cheers when Sparrow counters with the Leaf Hurricane (Counter Scorpion Kick followed by a Pele Kick)! Sparrow steps back out to the apron and gets in position. He then springboards to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with a guillotine leg drop! NO! The crowd boos when Alexander rolls out of the way, causing Sparrow to hit nothing but canvas!

Stephy Auger: Sounds like the pool was empty there!

Alexander quickly takes advantage by grabbing the leg and applying a figure four leglock.

Stephy Auger: There you go, Logan!

Kris Cruise: Alexander wasted no time locking Sparrow in another submission!

Stephy Auger: That’s right! A veteran like him seizes opportunities. He doesn’t prance around and pose to the crowd, unlike some people.

Kris Cruise: Who are you talking about, Sparrow?

Stephy Auger: No, I was actually throwing shade at Fujiko Mine. But Sparrow fits the bill, too.

Kris Cruise: ...

Sparrow yells out in pain as soon as the hold is applied. He’s asked if he wants to give up. Sparrow refuses. So Alexander sits up before repeatedly falling back to increase the pressure of the hold.

Stephy Auger: Listen to him whining, Cruise. Listen to him crying! JUST GIVE UP! There’s no shame in tapping out to Logan Alexander. Plenty have before him and plenty will submit to him long after. Besides, Not-So-Mighty Sparrow will still have the Legacy Champion. Just quit while you’re already behind before you get your leg broken!

Sparrow can be seen tugging at his hair while he yells out in pain. The ref asks him if he wants to give up. Sparrow refuses. He reaches over and tries to grab Alexander, but Alexander wisely leans just out on arm’s reach. Sparrow slowly starts to lean back before resting on the mat. As soon as the ref spots both of Sparrow’s shoulder on the mat, he makes the count.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Sparrow gets his shoulder up.

The reigning Legacy Champion lays in agony before eventually falling flat on the mat.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Sparrow gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Not only does Sparrow have to keep fighting off this submission, he has to worry about not getting pinned here.

Stephy Auger: It rarely happens. But I’ve heard of people passing out in this move and getting pinned. Tweety Bird over there before find his way to the ropes or something.

Kris Cruise: Just under five minutes left now...

Sparrow tries to reverse the hold by turning over to his right. But Alexander stops him by shifting his weight back over to the left. Sparrow then tries to reverse by going to the left. Once again, Alexander blocks. This time, by shifting his weight over to the right. Sparrow then motions to the right before quickly shifting back over towards the left. Theodore Harris can be seen pleading with Alexander to stay in the dominant position. Meanwhile, the crowd is rallying behind Sparrow as he continues to wave his left arm over to the left. Eventually, Sparrow turns Alexander over. The crowd cheers when Sparrow reverses the hold.
Kris Cruise: Sparrow’s reversed it! He’s reverse the pressure!

Stephy Auger: NO!

Alexander groans before quickly letting go of the hold. Sparrow makes his way back to his feet first. He starts to pull Alexander up off the mat until Alexander lifts him up, delivers an inverted atomic drop and follows up with a russian leg sweep. The boos continue as Alexander delivers a pendulum backbreaker before heading into the corner. He hoists himself up onto the middle ropes, jumps off and connects with an elbow drop off the second rope. Alexander then takes control of Sparrow’s legs. After crossing Sparrow’s legs around his, Alexander leans over before motioning to turn him over into the Perfect Chaos Theory (Sharpshooter version). The crowd gasps, then cheers when Sparrow reaches up and counters with a bell clap to the ears!

Sparrow slowly turns over on all fours. The moment he gets back to his feet, Alexander wraps his up in a rear waistlock before bringing him down with the Chaotic Repeater (three rolling German Suplexes)! Alexander turns over, pulls Sparrow back to his feet and delivers a bridging German Suplex!

ONE!
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TWO!
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TH-NO!

Sparrow turns over to get his shoulder up. But Alexander keeps the rear waistlock applied! He then muscles Sparrow back to his feet before throwing him down with another bridging German!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THR-NO!

The crowd cheers when Sparrow gets the shoulder up.

Alexander grabs Sparrow by the hair, pulls him back to his feet and then into a front facelock. The crowd boos when Sparrow gets planted with an Implant DDT! Alexander makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THRE-NO!

Sparrow’s met with cheers and applause when he gets the shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: How the hell was that not three!?

Kris Cruise: Sparrow’s hanging on. But these two don’t have a ton of time left!

Alexander grabs Sparrow by the hair. He slowly pulls Sparrow back to his feet when Sparrow swats his hands off him. The reigning Legacy Champion throws out a step-up enzuigiri. But Alexander ducks, reaches down and applies an ankle lock!

Kris Cruise: Alexander’s got it locked in again!

Stephy Auger: Okay, Logan! Just ride this out. Don’t let go of the hold. He either taps out or passes out. He can’t escape!

Sparrow yells out in pain when Alexander starts cranking away on the ankle. He reaches out for the ropes. But he’s not close enough to reach them. So Sparrow starts to pull himself forward on the match. Sparrow continues to claw his way towards the side of the ring, only for Alexander to drag him back towards the center of the ring. The boos increase when Alexander adds insult to injury by dropping down and applying a leg grapevine.

Stephy Auger: Oh yeah!

Kris Cruise: Just under three minutes left!

Sparrow continues to writhe in pain while he’s trapped inside the submission. Harris can be seen on the outside slapping the apron while telling Alexander not to let up. Alexander does just that as he continues to manipulate the ankle. The pain starts to become so much for Sparrow that he ends up biting down on his fist. The referee asks him if he wants to give up. Sparrow doesn’t respond. The ref asks him again if he doesn’t want to give up. Again, no answer. The ref tells Sparrow that he might have to step in and stop this. Finally, Sparrow responds. The crowed cheers when they see him wagging his finger at the official.

Stephy Auger: See that!? He’s being stubborn! Just quit!

Sparrow reaches forward before dragging himself across the mat. He reaches forward again before slowly dragging himself forward. The crowd starts to rally behind Sparrow as he scratches and claws his way across the canvas. Sparrow then slowly reaches out… and grabs onto the bottom rope. His effort is rewarded with cheers and applause from the crowd, as well as a rope break.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Alexander takes Sparrow and whips him into the ropes. He goes to catch Sparrow off the rebound with a back body drop. But Sparrow slips down from behind. Alexander turns to face him and throws out a kick to the midsection. Sparrow then catches the kick before knocking him down with a Windmill Kick!

Stephy Auger: Gah!

Kris Cruise: Less than two minutes remaining!

Both grapplers remain on the mat for roughly four or five seconds before battling back to their feet. Alexander throws out a right hand. Sparrow blocks and counters with one of his own. Alexander throws out another right hand. Sparrow blocks and counters with one of his own. Sparrow then lets off a flurry of right hands before stepping back and knocking him down with a falling crescent kick. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Alexander gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Sparrow finally hit the kick on Alexander, but it only got a two count.

Stephy Auger: This is coming down to the wire!

Sparrow grabs Alexander, heads into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. He then turns Alexander around, climbs up to the middle ropes and starts raining down right hands while the crowd count along.

“ONE!”
“TWO!”
“THREE!”
“FOUR!”
“FI-”

Alexander slips out from underneath, grabs Sparrow and yanks him down. The crowd boos when Sparrow’s face hits the top turnbuckle on the way down. Alexander takes control of his back and throws out a release German Suplex. Sparrow counters by rotating in the air and landing on his feet. But his ankle gives way on the landing, causing him to crumble to the mat!

Stephy Auger: Uh ohhhh…

Kris Cruise: We’ve got less than a minute left, Stephy!

Alexander immediately crouches down in the corner. After Sparrow struggles to get back to his feet, Alexander rushes out of the corner to attack. He lunges himself at Sparrow for a spear, only for Sparrow to counter with a front dropkick to the head! Sparrow makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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TH-NO!

The crowd sighs when Alexander gets the shoulder up.

Alexander reverses an irish whip, sending Sparrow into the corner. He then rushes in for an attack until Sparrow turns him around with a boot to the face. Alexander staggers away from the corner until Sparrow runs up from behind, leaps onto his back and yells “Thanks Obama!” before executing an Obama Roll (victory roll)!

ONE!
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TWO!
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TH-NO!

The crowd boos when Alexander kicks out.

Once both grapplers are back to their feet, Alexander hoists Sparrow up for a pop-up Ace Crusher. But Sparrow counters with a dropkick tot he face in mid air!

Kris Cruise: What a counter!

Alexander remains sprawled out on the mat while Sparrow heads to the outside. The crowd buzzes with anticipation a Sparrow scales to the top turnbuckle. Sparrow then leaps off the top before crushing Alexander with The Notorious K.I.C.K. II (Top Rope Double Foot Stomp)!

NO!

Alexander rolls out of the way at the last second! Once Sparrow lands, his momentum sends him rolling forward. Sparrow rolls back to his feet, turns and gets thrown down with the Chaotic Impact (STO)! Alexander then lifts up Sparrow’s legs to set up for the Perfect Chaos Theory. But Alexander quickly throws Sparrow’s legs to the side when his attention turns to the entrance ramp.

Stephy Auger: What’s Logan doing!?

Kris Cruise: I don’t understa-

The crowd boos when Sloan Talbot makes his way down the ramp.

Kris Cruise: Ref! Get him out of here! He has no business down here! He’s not apart of this Beat The Clock Challenge!

Stephy Auger: Hey, Sloan did let Logan know that he’s got his attention now...

Alexander quickly gives Talbot his undivided attention. He then makes his way towards the ropes before dropping down to the canvas and rolling to the outside.

Kris Cruise: This isn’t smart, Stephy!

Talbot comes to a stop as he sees Alexander approaching. Alexander narrow his eyes at the sight of Talbot. Suddenly, the ref calls for the bell. Alexander looks around with confusion.

Stephy Auger: What just happened!?

Harris can be seen arguing with the ref about something. But the official holds his ground. Harris just shakes his head as the ref goes over to J.A. Aldridge to deliver his decision.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has informed me that since neither grappler scored a fall before the time limit set by Patrick Jones of 17 minutes and 20 seconds, this match has been ruled a NO CONTEST!

Kris Cruise: No Contest!?

Stephy Auger: No wonder Harris was arguing with the referee.

Alexander turns back to Talbot. Talbot greets home with a smirk. But the smirk is quickly wipes off Talbot’s face when Alexander runs up and socks home with a right hand!

Kris Cruise: Oh man, what a right!

Alexander nails Talbot with another right hand. He continues to go to town on Talbot until Talbot finally gets an arm up to block a strike. He then lunges forward and cracks Alexander with a headbutt, knocking him back.!Talbot then pushes forward as he socks Alexander with a right hand. Another right hand knocks Alexander back. Alexander’s head snaps back after being rocked with an uppercut. A right hook then sends Alexander tumbling down the last stretch of the ramp. Alexander rushes back to his feet. But Talbot is right there to goozle with a two-handed choke.

Kris Cruise: Talbot’s trying to choke the life out of him!

Talbot continues to choke Alexander until Sparrow slips out to the apron, leaps off and knocks Talbot further back with a diving sidekick.

Stephy Auger: What is Sparrow doing!?

Talbot stumbles off to the side before regaining his balance. He turns and motions to march back over to the ringside area. But he stops once he sees both Alexander and Sparrow. The two appear to be united and ready for whatever Talbot might have in store.

Kris Cruise: What’s Talbot going to do now!?

Talbot looks back and forth between Alexander and Sparrow… before charging forward!

Stephy Auger: He’s going right at them!

Talbot starts throwing haymakers at everything that moves. But eventually, Alexander and Sparrow are able to fight him off and knock him back up the ramp with punches of their own. Once there’s about seven feet of distance between them, Talbot stares them both down. He looks back and forth between them both. This time, Talbot slowly nods before backing up on the ramp. Sparrow then turns to both Harris and Alexander. Harris gives him a nod while he and Alexander shake hands...

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

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As Vertigo returns from the commercial break, Lowri Moss is seen standing somewhere backstage at the Ryan Center, and the sight of the popular Welsh grappler elicits a cheer from the fans who are in attendance. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a replica Wales football jersey, following her nation’s opening game of the European Championship earlier in the day, Lowri starts by giving that familiar greeting of hers.

Lowri Moss: What’s occurring, Kingston?

The mention of the location of the show of course earns a cheap pop, although still not of the magnitude that it usually would, due to the venue being restricted to 20% capacity. With a smile on her face, Lowri continues.

Lowri Moss: The last time you all saw me, I was involved in what had been billed as a “dream match” between two of FGA’s best, the first-ever one-on-one match between Fujiko Mine and me, Lowri Moss. It was a match that had been hotly anticipated-- in fact, for some people it was the most anticipated match at A New Odyssey, even though it was the only match that night in which there wasn’t a championship at stake. As much as the fans had been eagerly awaiting it though, the two people who had probably been looking forward to it the most were me and Fujiko ourselves.

Her smile broadens slightly.

Lowri Moss: After all of the excitement when the match was originally announced, and after the subsequent build-up to it, the two of us went out to the ring that night and we gave each other, as well as everyone watching, everything that we had; we went out there and fought one another in the right spirit, not holding anything back, but also not taking any liberties. We had promised to deliver something special-- Fujiko had even suggested that we were going to have the match of the decade, and while I’m not sure the match quite reached that particular level, I do think that it definitely lived up to its dream match billing.

Lowri then lets out a sigh.

Lowri Moss: Ultimately though, as hard as we both fought, as well as we both performed, there could only ever be one winner. And in the end, as has so often been the case in recent years, it was Fujiko who emerged victorious.

She runs a hand through her hair.

Lowri Moss: A tweet a few days ago from the FGA Twitter account referred to it as being “a tough loss” for me-- and it was a tough loss, a second high profile loss in as many pay-per-view events. However, I’ve had other losses that were much harder for me to deal with: failing to win the Legacy Championship, as it's now known, in the seven person ladder match at All-Star Showdown VI; having Jaelynn Ramsey steal a victory from me, just as I was about to pin Sadie San Francisco to win the same title, in a triple threat match eight months later; and in between those two, losing in the semi-finals of the Rookie X Cup, when I had been convinced that it was my tournament to win-- each of those losses stung far more than the one at A New Odyssey, or for that matter, the one at All-Star Showdown IX. I’ve matured as both a competitor and as a person since then though. I don’t get anywhere near as despondent after a loss as I did at times three and a half, four years ago. And besides, there’s no shame in losing to a record-setting former World Champion.

She gives a shake of her head.

Lowri Moss: Since the start of 2019, almost two and a half years ago, I’ve only lost four singles matches in FGA, against Seth Iser, Tyler Storm, Cordelia Stevenson, and Fujiko. That’s three World Champions, two of whom are in the Hall of Fame, and a two-time Pride Champion who I expect will also one day be in contention for the top prize. And it needs to be remembered that I have also beaten two of those four, so tough loss or not, there’s no reason for me to be pressing the panic button just yet. I will learn from what happened at A New Odyssey, I will bounce back, and I will continue to strive to accomplish my goal.

Lowri puts her hands on her hips.

Lowri Moss: I suppose then that leaves the question of what's next for me. Well, what’s next for me is what’s next for FGA: Only The Strong Survive. And with Only The Strong Survive comes the Gold Rush Rumble.

She cannot help but smile, as she begins to cast her mind back nine months, to last September.

Lowri Moss: Last year’s Only The Strong Survive was the best night of my career so far, a night that ended with my record-breaking performance in the Gold Rush Rumble, entering at number three and lasting for sixty-five minutes en route to winning it. And that was after I had already competed in two other matches! This time round though, there won’t be any other matches for me, I’m not going to have to divide my time between preparing for the Gold Rush Rumble and preparing for something else-- my focus is going to be solely on the Rumble, and on winning it for a second consecutive year.

Lowri pauses momentarily to take a breath, before then continuing.

Lowri Moss: To date, there’s only one person who has ever won the Gold Rush Rumble twice: Dom Harter.

Uttering the name of one of her arch-rivals causes the expression on Lowri’s face to sour a little.

Lowri Moss: It’s not often that I would want to have something in common with Dom, but this is one such circumstance. And of course, not only did Dom win the Rumble twice, he did so in consecutive years, just like I’m now aiming to do. Unlike me though, Dom’s wins both came after he entered the Rumble last, spending a fraction of the time in the match that I did last year. I’ve proven that I can go the distance in the Rumble and this year, whether I’m one of the first three entrants again, or whether I’m one of the last three entrants, I fully intend to rewrite FGA history once more, and to earn myself a shot at the undisputed title, at All-Star Showdown X.

Lowri takes her hands off her hips.

Lowri Moss: Prior to our match at A New Odyssey, Fujiko referred to me as being “FGA’s future,” which I appreciated, although I would rather be FGA’s present. As I tweeted a week and a half ago though, nothing worth having comes easy, certainly not the Undisputed Championship.

She takes a couple of steps forward, towards the camera.

Lowri Moss: I may have suffered a recent setback or two, but I’ve overcome stumbling blocks before in FGA to get to where I wanted, and this isn’t going to be any different. Whatever I have to go through, whoever I have to go through, however long it takes, in the Gold Rush Rumble and beyond, I will reach the top of the mountain, and I will become… the FGA Undisputed Champion.

With a look of confidence on her face, Lowri then stares at the camera, before it cuts away.

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We transition over to Spencer Burke, who is standing by as he awaits to conduct his latest interview.

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time are the brand new World Tag Team Champions, Cassius Reed and TJ Techniques!

Into the picture walk Cassius Reed and TJ Techniques. The Funky Dragon comes in on Burke’s left while The Funky Technician enters the frame on Burke’s right. Both men are seen admiring their new World Tag Team Title belts.

Spencer Burke: Gentlemen, welcome and congratulations on your recent title win.

Cassius Reed: No, you know what Spencer? You're welcome. You are welcome that Cassius Reed and his appre-

Cassius manages to catch himself, sending a knowing look back towards TJ.

Cassius Reed: … His PARTNER were able to get the job done when it mattered, and saved all of the valuable FGA fanbase was a tedious time of literally any other team holding this gold. Who else was there? The Space Patrol? Polyester and Tylenol? Nah, you trust Cassius when he says the best thing that ever happened to the FGA tag division was when TJ here gots his hands on Cassius Reed's digits.

TJ Techniques: That's right. I told heads to trust the vision. I told ‘em that I knew what I was doing. There was a reason why I chose this man right here to be my tag team partner. When you take The Funky Technician and you take The Funky Dragon and you put ‘em in the ring, magic happens. It happened when we were on opposite sides of that ring. It's happening now that we on the same side of the ring. See, some of y'all thought we was just talking just to talk. Y'all thought we was out here just singing. But we wasn't singing. We was bringing drama. That's all we've done since we've linked up and that's bring dramatic nights to each and every single team that's stood across that ring from us. And that's what we'll continue to do from this point forward.

Spencer Burke: Well tell me, now that you two are the new World Tag Team Champions, what's next Cassius Reed and TJ Techniques?

TJ Techniques: What's next? Well, Cassius, how about you give my man Spence here the exclusive and drop the team name on ‘em?

Cassius Reed: For real, we going old school on this one. The Funky Technician. The Funky Dragon. Two lone rangers teaming up to fight a corrupt system that only wants to keep a brother down! That's why we gonna fight the power. That's why we're Renegades…

Cassius Reed: RENEGADES OF FUNK

TJ Techniques: When I look at this tag team scene, everyone is food. So whoever want it, they can get it. Ashes to Ashes, SatCon? It don't matter. If one of you single stars wanna link up and do like me and Cassius and make a run at it? Then come with it. It. Don't. Matter. You understand? We're not here to just hop in and hop out. We didn’t win these belts just to pad some stats before moving onto the next thing. That's what they do. That’s how they move. That's not how we move. Teams like the Chaotics, Pendragon? They set the standard for what tag team wrestling is here in FGA. They set the standard for what it means to hold these titles. Now it's our time to get to that level and beyond. Get used to the view, ”'cause we ain't… go-in’ nowhere… we ain’t… goin’ nowhere… we can’t be stopped now, ‘cause it’s…”

TJ gestures to Spencer to finish the lyric. But the reporter looks to be a deer in headlights. TJ then looks over to Cassius, who simply shakes his head. TJ stifles his laughter as he gives Burke a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

TJ Techniques: Don’t worry about it, Spence. We’ll get you up to speed.

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BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE
Marlon Cure vs. Cassius Reed

It’s not my fault your girlfriend likes me,
I do her hard like fucking warp speed,
Your Dad’s mad, it’s not my fucking fault,
That your Mom wants to fucking fuck me!

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

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is apart of the Beat The Clock Challenge! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by TJ Techniques! Fighting out of Funkytown, USA, and tipping the scales tonight at 205 pounds… he is one half of the reigning FGA World Tag Team Champions… CASSIUS! REED!

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

Kris Cruise: Cassius Reed and TJ Techniques proved to have the winning formula at A New Odyssey as they became the new World Tag Team Champions!

Stephy Auger: The winning formula? What was that, be the last team that entered the Gauntlet? Because that’s what happened.

Kris Cruise: Come on, Stephy! Give credit where credit is due!

Stephy Auger: Oh, I will give credit! I’ll give all the credit to Cassius Reed because that’s who deserves it! He’s been carrying TJ all this time. TJ Techniques signs Cassius up for a tag match that he never even asked for. But Cassius, being the professional that he is, went along with it. Ever since then, Cassius has been carrying Hip Hop Harry over there. For the first time in his career, Chance The Grappler can say that he’s finally a champion here in FGA. All he had to do was ride Cassius’ coattails to do it!

Kris Cruise: ...

*Static Cut Intro*

"Turn My Music HIGH

HIGH

HIGH

HIGH-ER"

The arena darkens, the high energy kicks in as Jay Z’s “U Don't Know” plays, A single spotlight suddenly illuminates the entrance way to show the silhouette of a man on the stage.

The lighting cuts back in and turns a golden hue as Marlon Cure stands with both arms outstretched on either side of him, eyes closed and his head tilted back, soaking in the atmosphere and energy from the crowd. The camera pans around Cure as the fan reaction grows louder and louder.

J.A. Aldridge: His opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Jenny Cien! Hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and weighing in at 201 pounds… MARLON! CUREEEEEE!

The High Flyer walks down to the ring with purpose, oozing confidence as he hops up the steel steps and climbs up to the top rope, reaching a hand for the sky in a taunting manner before he finally drops down into the ring. Cure shrugs the sleeveless long coat off of his shoulders and places the black gold crown around a nearby ringpost as he leans back in the corner, waiting for the match to begin.

Kris Cruise: There’s no love lost between Cassius Reed and Marlon Cure. Reed has knocked Cure out of two tournaments. The 2018 Rey del Aire, which Reed won and last year’s Wildcard Lottery, where Reed and Neal Durden knocked Cure and Jaelynn Ramsey out in the first round. With that being said, Cure has taken home the Best High Flyer award two out of the last three years, which is something that hasn’t sat well with Cassius Reed.

Stephy Auger: Neal Durden taking home last year’s High Flyer award hasn’t sat well with Marlon Cure! But that’s another topic for another time. Reed thinks he’s the best high flyer. I’m sure Hip Hop Harry over there thinks he’s the best. But it’s Marlon Cure that’s the best high flyer. He’s called the God Junior Heavyweight for a reason.

Kris Cruise: The only one that calls him the God Junior Heavyweight is Marlon himself.

Stephy Auger: WHATEVER… Marlon Cure is the best juniors wrestler around. He’s got the hardware to prove it and he’s going to prove it again in the ring tonight.

Kris Cruise: These two grapplers have recently challenged Nina Stokes for her US Championship, albeit unsuccessfully. If one of these two sets the best time and makes it all the way to the end, it’ll be interesting to see what they’ve learned since their last encounters with The Kodiak.

Stephy Auger: There was a reason why Nina chose Cassius and Marlon to challenge her. She actually respects them. She respects the fight that they could give her. Ultimately, Nina was proven right in that they did provide a great challenge. It just wasn't good enough. Despite all that, Nina will still be watching intently.

The bell sounds as Cure and Reed immediately get into each other’s faces. Reed starts to point his finger into Cure’s chest. Cure repeatedly smacks the hand off of him. Reed then points over to his World Tag Team Title belt at the timekeeper’s table. The Funky Dragon then thumbs his finger towards himself. After gesturing to Cure’s bare waste, Reed wags his finger in King Cure’s face. Cure responds by nailing Reed with a forearm strike. Reed gets blasted with another forearm before getting whipped into the far ropes. Reed returns off the ropes and sees Cure setting up for a back body drop. So he hurdles over Cure before continuing to run the ropes. Cure then turns around and leapfrogs over Reed as The Funky Dragon continues to run the ropes. The crowd gasps when Cure (without turning around) leapfrogs over Reed again. When Reed returns, he comes to a stop when he sees Cure run past him into the same set of ropes. Reed then turns around before getting sent down to the mat with a running hurricanrana. King Cure then runs over to attack before being thrown down with an arm drag. Another arm drag returns Cure to the mat. Cure gets back to his feet and sees Reed charging at him. So he leapfrogs over his opponent. When Reed comes off the ropes, Cure crouches down and rolls onto his back before throwing Reed down with an inverted monkey flip.

Cure runs over to attack when Reed ducks and dumps him over the top rope. Cure then lands safely on his feet before knocking Reed back with a rope-assisted gamengiri. He then motions for a springboard maneuver off the top rope when Reed counters with a dropkick in mid-air, knocking Cure to the floor!

Kris Cruise: Cure just took a hard fall to the outside!

Reed waits for Cure to get into position. When Cure starts to pick himself up off the floor, Reed turns and takes off into the far ropes. The Funky Dragon runs back across the ring before flipping over the top rope and bringing him down with a somersault huracanrana!

Kris Cruise: Reed with a flipping hurricanrana to the outside! Stephy, Reed’s gotten the better of Cure.

Stephy Auger: Thus far. He’s gotten the better of him thus far. This thing is far from over, Cruise.

Reed takes Cure and rolls him back inside. He then hops onto the apron and goes for a slingshot left elbow drop, but Cure rolls out of the way in time.

Kris Cruise: Reed caught nothing on that one.

Reed goes to roll out to the apron and give himself some time to recover. But Cure is right there to grab a hold of his legs. He then pulls Reed into position before delivering a catapult into the bottom rope!

Kris Cruise: I’m sure that’ll shut up Cassius.

Cure drags Reed back inside before making the cover.

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Reed kicks out.

Kris Cruise: 17 minutes and 20 seconds is the time to beat here tonight for this Beat The Clock Challenge. Patrick Jones is still sitting pretty as he’s got the best time.

Stephy Auger: That lucky son of a...

Cure takes Reed, moves him into the corner and delivers a stinging knife edge chop. Two more knife edge chops follow before Reed gets whipped into the far corner. Cure rushes over to attack until Reed knocks him back with a boot to the face. Cure shakes off the blow before rushing back in. This time, Reed knocks him back with a European Uppercut. Reed then hops through the ropes to the apron, springboards to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and brings him down with a diving huracanrana. Cure rolls over towards the ropes before using them to pull himself back up. When he turns around, Reed over over and delivers a clothesline, knocking him over the top rope to the floor!

Kris Cruise: Back to the outside he goes!

Reed heads over and grabs the top rope before waiting for Cure to get up. Once Cure is back to his feet, Reed goes for another slingshot to the outside. Cure quickly turns and moves out of the way. But instead of crashing on the floor, Reed readjusts and lands safely on the apron. Cure then turns back around before getting knocked down with a diving Spanish Archer (Bionic Elbow) off the apron.

Kris Cruise: Cure’s lucky he didn’t get his head split open on that one!

Reed picks up Cure, slams him face-first onto the apron and bashes him with another Spanish Archer before rolling him back inside. The Funky Dragon climbs up to the apron before connecting with a slingshot (left) elbow drop on his second attempt. He makes the cover.

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Cure kicks out.

Kris Cruise: I’ll admit it’s still earlier, Stephy. But Reed has more or less had his way with “King” Cure.

Stephy Auger: I’m not ready to write off Marlon just yet.

Reed takes Cure, marches into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Cure around, Reed goes to town with multiple right jabs to the face. He then switches targets and goes to the body with a ballistic combination of rights and lefts. Cure tries to cover up. But Reed is still able to connects with right and left hooks to the body. Reed goes back up top with a European Uppercut before socking him with a Discus Punch. Cure is then whipped into the far corner. Reed runs over to attack until Cure knocks him back with a back elbow to the face. Cure then slingshots out to the apron before throwing out a springboard diving side kick. He misses when Reed rolls underneath it. Cure gets back to his feet and sees Reed running at him. So he cuts him off with another back elbow to the face. Cure then turns and hits the ropes. He comes back off the ropes to attack when Reed cuts him off with a European Uppercut. Reed then runs into the far ropes. When Reed returns, the crowd boos when Cure runs over before bringing him down with a Spanish Fly! He makes the cover.

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Reed gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Excellent maneuver there by Cure, but it only gets a count of two.

Stephy Auger: He only got a two count. But he won back control of this match.

Kris Cruise: Speaking of which, Cure and Reed have roughly 10 minutes remaining.

Cure looks over and checks the time remaining on the Video Tron. He then grabs Reed by the hair and pulls him up to a seated position before hitting the ropes. He then comes back and flattens Reed with a running yakuza kick before following up with a standing moonsault across the back. He pulls Cure over and makes the cover.

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Reed gets the shoulder up.

Cure picks up Reed and goes for a belly to back suplex. Reed rolls over his shoulder and lands on his feet. But Cure is right there to double him over with a mule kick to the midsection. He then hits the ropes, comes back and flips over him to bring him down with a Throwback. Cure then hits another set of ropes. He comes back, hits a cartwheel and immediately follows up with a standing corkscrew 450 splash across the back. The boos continue as he pulls Reed over and makes the cover.

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Reed gets the shoulder up.

Cure pulls Reed back to his feet, hooks the leg and throws him down with a bridging fisherman suplex.

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Reed gets the shoulder up.

Cure sits up Reed before dropping down to a knee. He then presses his knee against Reed’s back while grabbing a hold of his arms. The crowd boos as Cure takes control of Reed’s wrists and pulls his arms back.

Stephy Auger: Seated Surfboard Stretch!

Reed yells out in pain while Cure keeps the submission applied. TJ Techniques can be seen giving Reed some words of encouragement. Meanwhile, Jenny Cien repeatedly slaps the apron while yelling at Reed to tap.

Stephy Auger: Whose advice will Cassius follow? The incomparable Jenny Cien? Or will he listen to Hip Hop Harry over there?

Kris Cruise: Stop it, Stephy.

Reed continues to groan as he sits trapped in the hold. The ref asks him if he wants to give up. The Funky Dragon refuses. So Cure pulls his arm back some more, which further compresses the shoulder blades.

Kris Cruise: Cassius is in a bald way here. With under eight minutes remaining, he has to hang on.

Stephy Auger: With less than eight minutes left, he better find a way out of this hold!

Techniques is showing motioning for Reed to hang on. The camera then cuts to Cien who is still yelling at Reed to give up. Despite Cien’s pleas, Reed won’t quit. So Cure lets go of the hold, returns to his feet and delivers a hard kick to the back.

*THUD!*

Kris Cruise: Good Lord, did you hear that!?

Reed moans as he slowly drops to his side. He stays on the mat while Cure puts the boots to him. He then reaches down, pulls Reed back to his feet and whips him hard into the corner. Reed staggers out of the corner until Cure grabs him and whips him hard into the opposite corner. The crowd gasps as the turnbuckles shake upon impact. Reed immediately crumbles out of the corner. King Cure heads back over, yanks up Reed by his afro and whips him hard back over into the previous corner. Reed crashes back-first into the corner before dropping face-first to the mat.

Cure heads back over and pulls Reed back to his feet. He then lifts him up for a vertical suplex. Instead of falling back to hit the move, Cure keeps him held in the air. The boos continue as five seconds turn to ten. Ten seconds turn to twenty. Cure adds insult to injury by letting go of Reed with his left arm. King Cure keeps Reed held up with one arm while he flexes his left bicep.

Kris Cruise: Oh come on, Cure, just hit the damn move.

Stephy Auger: What? I’m perfectly fine with seeing Marlon show of his muscles.

Kris Cruise: Of course you are!

Stephy Auger: No need to be jealous, Cruise.

Kris Cruise: ...

Cure keeps Reed held up before falling back to finally hit the vertical suplex. The boos continue as he turns over into a lateral press.

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T-NO!

Reed gets the shoulder up.

Cure pulls Reed back to his feet before doubling him over with a hard knee to the midsection. He drives another knee into Reed’s midsection, dropping the Tag Champ down to a knee. Cure reaches down and pulls him back to his feet before getting caught with a back elbow to the midsection. The crowd cheers when Reed connects with another elbow. Reed hits a third elbow until Cure goes to town on him with multiple clubbing strikes across the back. Cure then grabs a hold of Reed before throwing him down with We Got 'Em For Cheap (Pumphandle Death Valley Driver)! NO! Reed’s able to slip down from behind. He goes to counter with a belly to back suplex. But Cure rolls over his shoulder, lands on his feet, hops up onto Reed’s shoulders from behind and spikes him with a poison rana! The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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T-NO!

Reed get the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: How close what that?

Stephy Auger: Too close.

Cure pulls Reed back up, lifts him up across his shoulders and drives him down with We Got 'Em For Cheap! He makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

The crowd cheers when Reed gets the shoulder up.

Cure takes Reed and whips him hard into the corner. After crashing sternum-first into the corner, Reed stumbles back until Cure hops back up onto his shoulders. Before Cure can hit another poison rana, Reed pushes him up off his shoulders, catches him in mid air on the way down and counters with a belly to back suplex!

Kris Cruise: What a counter from Cassius Reed!

Stephy Auger: Less than six minutes left!

Cien can be seen slapping the apron as she yells at Cure to get up. On the opposite side of the ring, Techniques can be seen waving his arms in the air to get the crowd to rally behind Reed.

Kris Cruise: Who will get to their feet first, Reed or Cure!?

Once both grapplers get back to their feet, Reed blocks a right hand and counters with one of his own. Cure throws out another right hand. But Reed blocks and counters with another punch. Cure finally connects with a forearm strike. Reed responds with a European Uppercut. Cure nails Reed with another forearm strike. Reed answers back with another European Uppercut. Cure then hits three forearm strikes. Reed goes for another European Uppercut when Cure cuts him off with two forearm strikes. Cure hits two more forearms before throwing out a Rolling Elbow! Reed ducks! When Cure turns around, Reed brings him down with a bridging Northern Lights Suplex!

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TW-NO!

Reed drops down to the mat before holding his lower back.

Stephy Auger: Reed couldn’t hold the bridge! His back is too hurt!

Cure beats Reed back to a vertical base and starts to put the boots to the challenger. He then yanks up Reed and moves him into the corner before sitting him down on the top turnbuckle. Cure then starts to step back towards the center of the ring.

Kris Cruise: What’s Cure setting up here?

Stephy Auger: I don’t know. But whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll put Reed away.

Cure runs back over towards the corner. He leaps up onto the top ropes from the mat, hops up onto Reed’s shoulders and goes for an avalanche frankensteiner! NO! Reed counters by pushing Reed off his shoulders, sending King Cure flipping down towards the mat. Luckily for Cure, he lands on his feet. He then runs back over into the corner. Cure runs up to the middle ropes, grabs a hold of Reed and tries to throw him down with a superplex. Reed blocks the move. Cure tries to muscle him up for another superplex. Again, Reed blocks the move. Reed then breaks free and nails Cure with four right jabs before nailing him with the Spanish Archer. While Cure is doubled over, Reed carefully stands up on the top turnbuckle. The crowd gasps, then cheers when he climbs up onto Cure’s back, flips over and throws him down with SWEET CHRISTMAS (top rope sunset flip powerbomb)!!!

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THRE-NO!

The crowd sighs when Cure gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: HOW WAS THAT NOT THREE!?

Reed takes Cure and lifts him up for a vertical suplex. Cure slips down from behind and takes control of his back before hitting a ripcord slingblade! NO! After getting rolled out in front of Cure, Reed smacks his hand off of him before socking him with another discus punch. He then doubles Cure over with a boot to the gut before planting him with a Snap DDT! The cheers continue as Reed makes the cover.

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Cure gets up.

Cure gets whipped into the ropes. When he returns, he slips down from a back body drop attempt. He takes control of Reed’s back until Reed hits him with three back elbows to the face. The Funky Dragon then performs a standing switch before bringing Cure down with an inverted facelock backbreaker! Reed pulls Cure back to his feet before turning to that they’re positioned back to back. Reed points out to Cien before bringing Cure down with a neckbreaker. Cure remains sprawled out on the mat while Reed steps out to the apron. The crowd buzzes with anticipation as he starts to climb the turnbuckles. Once Reed reaches the top, the crowd cheers when he crashes down across Cure with a diving somersault leg drop! He makes the cover.

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THR-NO!

The crowd sighs Cure gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Cure just barely got his shoulder up in time.

Stephy Auger: Less than four minutes left!

Reed heads over and steps out to the apron. He grabs the top rope with both hands as he waits for Cure to get into position. Once Cure gets back to his feet and turns around, the crowd cheers when he hits the Funkensteiner (Springboard Huracanrana)! NO! Cure blocks the move, leaving Reed hanging upside down. Cure then slowly pulls him back up before shifting him across his shoulders. The crowd boos when they see Reed set up for The Blackout (Fireman's Carry dropped into an Overhead Kick)! Before Cure can hit the move, Reed counters with multiple elbows to the side of the head. After slipping down from behind, Reed turns Cure towards him before hitting the Pimp Slap Symposium (Quick Right Handed slap to opponent’s face to get opponent to drop their guard, into a quick Right Jab - Right Jab - Left Hook Boxing Combo, dazing the opponent, and ending with a Michael Jackson style spin straight into a (Left Handed) Spinning Backhand Slap to opponent’s face WITH AUTHORITY)! Cure is then brought down with a split-legged Stunner before Cure crushes him with Funky Knee, Funky Do (Kneecolepsy)!

Kris Cruise: Reed’s got Cure on the ropes!

The cheers turn to boos after the crowd turns their attention to the entrance way.

Stephy Auger: What are they booing for?

Down the ramp walks Silk & Cyanide.

Kris Cruise: We just had Sloan Talbot out here for the last match. What the hell are these two doing here?

Stephy Auger: They’re looking at the team that stole the World Tag Team Titles from them.

Kris Cruise: STOLE!?

The appearance of Silk & Cyanide gets Techniques’ attention as well. TJ quickly makes his way around the ringside area before pointing to both Sara mason and Erin Mariani.

Stephy Auger: Where’s he going?

TJ continues to point accusatory fingers at them both until Cien takes her back and cracks TJ across the back with it, dropping him to the floor.

Kris Cruise: MY GOD!

Stephy Auger: Back-Back-Back-Back-Back… GONE! A HOME RUN!

Kris Cruise: This isn’t funny, Stephy!

Cien looks down at Techniques with a smirk. When she turns to face the ring, Reed leaps through the ropes and knocks her down with a suicide dive!

Kris Cruise: That’s what she gets!

Reed gets back to his feet and starts shouting down at Cien. The Funky Dragon turns to get back in the ring when Cure knocks him down with an Asai Moonsault!

Stephy Auger: Reed took his eye off the ball! He was too busy trying to avenge Hip Hop Harry that he lost focus!

Cure takes Reed and rolls him back inside before hopping onto the apron and getting back in with a topé atomico. King Cure quickly grabs Reed by the wrists and drags him into position. After pulling Reed up onto his knees, Cure clobbers him with the Coming of Age (Kamigoye)! Cure reaches down, pulls Reed up by the hair and lifts him back up across his shoulders before bringing him down with The Blackout! The boos continue as he makes the cover.

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THREE!

The crowd boos as “U Don’t Know” hits the PA.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout with a time of 16 minutes and 55 seconds... MARLON CURE!

Kris Cruise: Marlon Cure gets the win and sets the time to beat at 16:55. Cassius was this close to winning.

Stephy Auger: He had the match won! He was well on his way to winning until TJ Techniques distracted him!

Kris Cruise: TJ was trying to make sure that Silk & Cyanide didn’t try any funny business! Jenny Cien then took advantage of TJ having his back turned and cracked him across the back with her bat! Cassius was only looking out for TJ!

Stephy Auger: No, TJ cost Cassius this match! You won’t be able to convince me otherwise. Deep down, Cassius knows it, too!

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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2021 8:07:15 GMT -5

"I said I feel invincible..."

The lights dim down and take on a purplish hue as a light smoky mist fills the entrance way. The haunting opening to Pop Smoke’s “Invincible” (The New DNA mix) begins playing.

Kris Cruise: Oh great. What the heck does she want now?

Stephy Auger: Why do you sound so mad? Cordy’s here to grace us with her presence again.

Kris Cruise: I don’t know why you’re sucking up to that woman. She can’t stand you, either.

Stephy Auger: That’s not true. Cordy thinks very highly of me.

Kris Cruise: Boy, do I have some bad news for you...

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

As the beat drops, a silhouette forms in the midst of the smoke. After a few seconds…

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YEAHHHHH!”

Kris Cruise: Wait just a damn minute! That’s… that’s… THAT’S CHANDLER SCOTT!

Stephy Auger: WHAT!?

The crowd bursts into cheers at the sight of the FGA Hall of Famer. The limited capacity crowd is beside themselves. They thought they would never see him again after the events of FGA Past vs Present. Yet here is in the flesh.

Kris Cruise: We haven’t seen Chandler since he was screwed over by his so-called friend Cordy Stevenson back in April. He’s all but disappeared from the public eye. Yet here he is, right here, tonight, in Kingston!

Stephy Auger: He doesn’t even work here! He has no business being out here! Security!

Chandler walks down the path towards the ring. He looks to his right and points to a random fan before placing his hand over his heart. The Hall of Famer looks off to his left and does the same. Reaching the end of the aisle, Chandler hops up to a knee on the apron before getting up to his feet. He wipes said feet off before slowly stepping in through the ropes. The DNA of FGA (the REAL DNA of FGA, not that fucking fraud) points out to the crowd while he circles the ring. He then points over to J.A. Aldridge before gesturing for a mic. The ring announcer doesn’t think twice about handing a mic over to him. Once the music finally fades out, Chandler raises the mic to his mouth. Upon hearing the chants from the crowd, Chandler decides to hold off for a bit. He turns the mic to the side so he can soak in the cheers.

“CHANDLER!”

“CHANDLER!”

“CHANDLER!”

“CHANDLER!”

Stephy Auger: SECURITY! THIS MAN IS TRYING TO HIJACK OUR SHOW! CUT HIS MIC OFF! SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING!

Chandler smirks before raising the mic back up.

Chandler Scott: Thank you…

The former champion is greeted with applause from the limited capacity crowd. He continues to look around before pointing out to the crowd.

Chandler Scott: I've missed you...

Chandler turns and looks out at Kris Cruise.

Chandler Scott: I've missed you. What I haven’t missed… is that thing up on the screen.

Chandler thumbs to the Tron behind him. He doesn’t even bother looking at the picture of the new Undisputed Champion that’s displayed for all to see.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Chandler Scott: You know, the last time I heard that song, it was about two months ago. It was during the aftermath of what was my last match.

Chandler lowers his head. He runs his free hand through his hair before holding his head back up to continue.

Chandler Scott: Now I've lost matches before before and it's never easy taking a loss. But this one was different. Why? Because right before that bell was rung, I caught a hard knee. But I was hit here...

Chandler points to his head.

Chandler Scott: Or here…

Chandler points to his neck.

Chandler Scott: Or even here...

Chandler points to his stomach.

Chandler Scott: I was hit here.

Chandler points to his crotch. The crowd boos when they recall the low blow.

Stephy Auger: Hmm, that's weird. There's nothing there to hurt.

Kris Cruise: That's enough, Stephy.

Chandler Scott: Getting kneed below the belt hurt like hell. But what hurt even more than that was being placed in my own hold, after I had already been knocked out, and having that go down in the record books as the move of note that ended the match.

Chandler looks off. He lets out a bitter smirk.

Chandler Scott: But what hurts even more than that? What hurts even more than that is the fact that this was done by someone that I respected. This was done by someone that I considered a friend.

Chandler Scott: The bottom line is this. It would have been great to have gone out on top. You think of the legends in this sport, and all the legends in other sports, that have gone out with a win. What better way to go out than that. But I also knew the risk that I could very well lose my last match.The reason that the individual in question was chosen for that match, it wasn’t just because I wanted to return the favor and the honor that she bestowed upon me years ago. It was one final test. One final test to prove myself against one of FGA's very best. I have no shame in saying that I failed that test. There's no shame in saying that you lost to that individual. But it's how that match was lost. It was the circumstances that led to that defeat. That is what stings. That is what has left a bitter taste in my. That it was still pisses me off.

The crowd hangs onto his ever word. They patiently wait as he starts pacing back and forth.

Chandler Scott: My last match shouldn't have gone down like that. As days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months, I've made the decision that I won't let it go down like that.

Stephy Auger: What is he getting at, Kris?

Chandler Scott: After everything I've given, my last match deserved more than that. It deserves to be treated with more respect than that. So right here, right now, I'm letting you know that what happened at Past vs Present… wasn't my last match…

There a collective gasp from the limited capacity crowd. Chandler doesn’t follow up. He stays back and lets their minds race.

Chandler Scott: ... because I'm back.

There’s another collective gasp.

Kris Cruise: WHAT!?

Chandler Scott: I'm back…

Stephy Auger: He didn’t just say that. I had to have misheard him.

Chandler Scott: I... am... back.

“YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!”

Chandler nods as he looks out at the cheering crowd.

Chandler Scott: You see, my last match deserves to be against the likes of a Owen Gonsalves, a Lowri Moss, or a Fujiko Mine. People that I know have the utmost respect for me and vice versa.

The crowd roars with cheers over the aforementioned names.

Chandler Scott: My last match deserves to be against the future of this company. I'm talking about people like the Ace Voltages and the Mighty Sparrows of this world. Guys that will now doubt lead this company into a near era for years to come.

Another roars of cheers is heard for the names mentioned.

Chandler Scott: But my last will not be against the bitch that current holds the Undisputed Championship! I gave you respect. I trusted you. In turn, you broke that trust. In turn, you spat in my face. So as far as I'm considered, you no longer will get the honor of saying you wrestled against me in my last match. From this point forward, this is all you'll get from me.

Chandler holds up his middle finger to the camera, which gets another of cheers from the limited capacity crowd.

Chandler Scott: So what I suggest you do, because I know you got those bug eyes glued to that screen back there. What I suggest you do is hope and pray. I suggest you pray to whatever God you serve because if by some miracle you make it out of Only the Strong Survive still champion? You'll be seeing me again at All Star Showdown X.

The crowd goes crazy over the possibility of another rematch between the two of them.

Chandler Scott: That's right. I'm officially throwing my hat into that Gold Rush Rumble. It doesn't matter if I'm number one or number thirty, I will outwit, outmaneuver and outlast all 29 other competitors. I will be the strongest to survive. When the dust has settled and when all the smoke has cleared, every head will bow and every tongue will confess that...

Chandler lifts the mic into the air. The crowd chimes in on cue with...

“CHANDLER! REIGNS! SUPREME!”

With that, Chandler reaches down and gently places the mic in the center of the ring. “Animal Ghosts” starts up against while Chandler rolls out of the ring and makes his way back up the aisle.

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BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE
Gareth Prichard Jr vs. AMC

"I Bring the Darkness (End of Days)" by Jim Johnston featuring Tommy Vext begins to play as the aisle way fills up with smoke. AMC rises up from the smoke in full face paint and is trying not to cough from all the smoke.

”Who do you think you are?
You’ve now gone much to far!”

AMC steps through the smoke and looks around at the crowd she then slowly walks toward the ring basically strutting with a smirk as she fist bumps some of the fans

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is apart of the Beat The Clock Challenge! Introducing first, hailing from Beverly Hills, California! Weighing in at 120 pounds… ASHLEY MARIE CHASE!

”I bring the darkness!
I am the thunder!
I come from HELL
And I’ll pull you under!”

AMC walk up the steps, taking a moment to wipe her feet on the apron before getting into the ring. AMC then drops to her knees in the middle of the ring and stretches out her arms and looks out toward the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Alright, Stephy, we’re halfway to the end of this Beat The Clock Challenge. We’v got three more matches to go. Right now, Marlon Cure has the time to beat of 16:55. Ashley Marie Chase and Gareth Prichard Jr are going to try and beat that time here. Can they do it?

Stephy Auger: Possibly. I mentioned earlier that Mark Bisley was used to wrestling in 15 minute matches at 15 Champion. Guess who is a former 15 Champion? Ashley Marie Chase.

J.A. Aldridge: Her opponent, hailing from Cardiff, Wales! Weighing in at 180 pounds! He is “The King of Failure”… GARETH PRICHARD JR!

Kris Cruise: This is the first time we’ll be seeing Gareth in an FGA since Neal Durden retired at All-Star Showdown IX last year.

The bell sounds as Prichard and AMC start things off with a lock up. After jockeying for position, Prichard uses his strength advantage to move AMC across the ring and into the ropes. While AMC is pressed up against the ropes, the ref heads over and gives both grapplers until the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Both grapplers make a clean break. Prichard steps back towards the center of the ring and waits for AMC. Chase eventually makes her way off the ropes before circle the ring. She then inches over towards Prichard before locking up. After jockeying for position, Prichard moves AMC back across the ring and over into the corner. While Chase is pressed up against the turnbuckles, the ref quickly rushes over and gives them to the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Both grapplers make a clean break. Once again, Prichard steps back towards the center of the ring and motions for Chase to come over. AMC slowly approaches him from out of the corner before locking up. It doesn’t take long for Prichard to take advantage and move AMC back across the ring. After pressing Chase up against the ropes, the ref once again goes over and gives them a five count.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Another clean break is back. Prichard starts to back up until he nails AMC with a hard shoot kick to the upper thigh.

*CRACK!*

AMC winces as soon as the kick connects. Prichard fires off another shoot kick and connects. This time, to the inner calf.

*CRACK*!

Prichard blasts AMC with a shoot kick to the outer calf, knocking her down to the mat. He immediately pounces on the right leg and tries to drag AMC towards the center of the ring. But she hangs onto the bottom rope for dear life. The ref then steps in and issues a rope break.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Prichard reluctantly lets go. The ref then motions for him to step back while AMC rolls out to the apron. He then moves around the official before marching back over towards the side of the ring. He goes to grab AMC and bring her back inside. But AMC beats him to the punch. The crowd cheers when she grabs Prichard by the back of the neck with both hands and jumps off, delivering a hangman across the top rope. While Prichard stumbles back, AMC climbs back up tot he apron. She then climbs to the top, leaps off and knocks Prichard down with a high crossbody!

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Prichard kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Oh, she nearly got him!

Both grapplers rush back to their feet. Prichard gets to a vertical base first and catches AMC with a back elbow to the face. AMC is then whipped into the ropes. When she returns, Prichard goes for a kitchen sink. But AMC counters by flipping over the knee and rolling him up into a schoolboy

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Prichard kicks out.

Once both grapplers return to their feet, Prichard doubles AMC over with a boot to the midsection. After another boot connects, he grabs AMC from the side and lifts her up for an Olympic Slam. AMC slips down from behind before reversing into an O’Connor Roll!

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Prichard kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Two more nearfalls for AMC.

When Prichard gets back to his feet, the crowd cheers when AMC throws out the Kick of Doom (superkick)! But Prichard’s able to get his hands up in time to catch her foot. He then swings her leg away from him before taking control of her back. Realizing that a ripcord knee strike is seconds away, AMC decides to run forward. She then wraps her arms around the top rope before yanking back, sending Prichard falling off her back to the mat. After he rolls back to his feet, AMC runs over to attack. But Prichard brings her down to the mat with a drop toe hold. Prichard then rolls across AMC’s back before trying to grab a hold of her right arm. AMC tries to keep the arm away from him. But Prichard is ultimately able to wrestle control of the arm away from her. The crowd boos when Prichard slips on a Fujiwara Armbar.

Kris Cruise: Prichard’s got the Fujiwara locked in!

Stephy Auger: Can AMC get to the ropes because she’s not reversing this hold.

AMC yells out in pain as Prichard pulls back on her arm. The ref gets down and asks AMC if she wants to give up. Chase refuses to by shaking her head. She then uses her left arm to try and pull herself towards the side of the ring. Prichard tries to slow her down. But AMC is ultimately able to reach the ropes. The ref then enforces another rope break.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Prichard lets go of the arm, rolls back down across AMC’s back and takes control of her ankle. The crowd boos as Prichard drags her over towards the center of the ring. After putting his knees down across AMC’s back, Prichard rolls her over into a Bow & Arrow Hold.

Kris Cruise: AMC finds herself in another submission!

The crowd boos as Prichard continues to bend AMC across his knees. The ref gets down and asks AMC if she wants to give up. When AMC refuses, Prichard pushes his knees up while pulling down with both of his arms, bending AMC even further.

Stephy Auger: Ashley Sands can’t save her now.

AMC continues to yell out in pain as she’s trapped in the hold. She reaches up and tries to pull Prichard’s arm from around her head. But it’s to no avail. The ref continues to check in and asks if she wants to give up. AMC refuses. So Prichard rolls her back over so that she’s back in the prone position on the mat. Prichard then takes AMC’s right leg and bends it at 90 degrees. The crowd boos when he lifts up the leg before throwing it down violently across the mat. AMC immediately rolls towards the side of the ring before hugging her right leg.

Prichard marches over, grabs AMC’s right ankle and drags her back over towards the center of the ring. He then lifts up the leg before delivering an elbow drop across it. The boos continue as Prichard returns to his feet, lifts up the right leg and delivers another elbow drop across it. After delivering a third elbow drop across the leg, Prichard presses his right shin down across her right knee. AMC yells out when Prichard grabs her right ankle and pulls the lower part of her leg up towards him. The ref gets down and asks AMC if she wants to give up. A close up of her face shows her in agony. But AMC refuses to give up. So Prichard pulls back even further to apply more pressure. While Prichard has the lower right leg pulled upward, he then takes control of her foot and tries to turn it in the opposite direction.

Kris Cruise: Prichard’s having his way with AMC on the mat.

Stephy Auger: You sound surprised. AMC’s ground game can’t compare to his.

AMC hits Prichard with right hammer fists to the back in an attempt to break the submission. But Prichard is able to fight through the blows. After AMC turns down another chance to quit, Prichard lets go of the hold. He then places AMC’s right leg between his before delivering a leg grapevine knee drop. Prichard returns to his feet and lifts up her right leg and wraps one of their legs around the other leg before dropping to a kneeling position, thus locking AMC's leg behind his knee. He then reaches over and grabs AMC's far leg and places it on top of the trapped foot. The crowd boos as Prichard performs a forward roll while maintaining the hold, causing AMC to end up in the prone position.

Stephy Auger: Indian Deathlock.

The pain intensifies as Prichard presses down on the hold. The ref continues to check in with AMC and asks if she wants to give up. Gasps are heard from the crowd when she slowly raises her arm up off the mat. Prichard starts to nod. He can feel a submission coming. The ref waits as AMC’s arm starts to shake. AMC’s about to slam her hand down to the mat to tap out. But she stops and wags her finger at the official.

Kris Cruise: AMC is going to try and hang on!

The cheers continue as AMC reaches out before pulling herself forward across the mat. The crowd starts to chant AMC’s initials as she slowly drags herself forward again. Chase continues her pull towards the side of the ring as she scratches and claws her way across the mat. She reaches reaches out… and grabs the bottom rope, forcing another rope break.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Prichard reluctantly breaks the hold.

Prichard grabs a hold of AMC and pulls her back over towards the center of the ring. He lifts her up for a shinbreaker when AMC counters with a punch to the face. After AMC is lowered back down, she hits a knife edge chop. Another knife edge chop connects. AMC connects with a third chop. The crowd cheers when AMC starts desperately throwing out chop after chop. She then motions to run towards the ropes when Prichard dives forward and knocks her down from behind with a chop block.

Stephy Auger: Just when AMC thought she was free, Prichard cuts her off at the legs. Literally.

The boos continue as Prichard turns AMC over to her back and lifts up the right leg. He’s about to deliver a figure four leglock when AMC uses her free leg to push him off mid-turn. Prichard staggers forward before coming to a stop. He then turns and marches back over when AMC catches him with a back elbow to the gut on the way back to her feet. She then connects with a back elbow to the face. Chase turns and nails Prichard with a right hand. The crowd cheers when another punch connects. AMC fires off three more punches before whipping him into the ropes. When Prichard returns, the crowd boos when he throws her down with a Sling Blade! He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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AMC gets her shoulder up.

Prichard pulls AMC back to her feet before setting up for an irish whip. Prichard gets reversed and sent into the ropes. Instead of coming back, Prichard hangs onto the ropes. AMC does her best to rush over. But she falls right into the trap and gets caught with a low dropkick, dropping her across the middle rope. The boos continues as Prichard takes off into the far ropes. He runs back across the ring, swings through the ropes and nails AMC with a tiger feint kick. NO! AMC counters by grabbing Prichard’s legs. The crowd cheers when she gets back to her feet before catapulting him throat-first into the top rope.

Kris Cruise: Good counter from AMC!

Stephy Auger: But can she build off it? Every opening she’s had, she’s been unable to capitalize on it.

AMC takes Prichard, moves him into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle while the crowd counts along.

“ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

“FOUR!”

“FIVE!”

“SIX!”

“SEVEN!”

“EIGHT!”

“NINE!”

“TEN!”

The cheers continue as AMC climbs up onto the middle ropes before raining down punches on Prichard.

“ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

“FOUR!”

“FIVE!”

“SIX!”

“SEVEN!”

“EIGHT!”

“NINE!”

“TEN!”

AMC climbs down, places Prichard in a headlock and bulldogs him out of the corner. She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Prichard kicks out.

AMC takes Prichard, moves him back into another corner and delivers multiple clotheslines. Prichard is then pulled out of the corner before being whipped into the far ropes. AMC catches Prichard off the ropes with a punch to the midsection, doubling him over. She then places her arm around Prichard’s neck before bringing him down with a swinging neckbreaker. The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Prichard kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Chase with another nearfall! She’s starting to run away with this one!

AMC picks up Prichard and goes for an irish whip. Prichard reverses, sending her into the corner. Prichard runs in to attack when AMC knocks him back with a back elbow to the face. Prichard shakes off before rushing back in. Once again, AMC knocks him back with a back elbow to the face. Prichard checks to see if his lip is busted before charging back in. This time, AMC turns him around with a left boot to the face. While Prichard is dazed, AMC steps out to the apron before slowly climbing the turnbuckles.

Kris Cruise: Chase is looking for something off the top.

Stephy Auger: She better hurry up before Prichard turns around and catches her.

Once AMC gets to the top, she leaps off and drives Prichard down with a top rope bulldog! The cheers continue as she pulls Prichard over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Prichard gets the shoulder up.

AMC takes Prichard and pulls him into a standing headscissors. She slowly hooks both arms to set up for the Name Dropper (Pedigree)! Before AMC can hit the move, Prichard breaks free of the underhooks and counters with a back body drop. AMC turns over onto her left knee before trying to pick herself up off the mat. But Prichard is right there to flatten her with a Shining Wizard! The boos continue as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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AMC gets the shoulder up.

Prichard takes AMC and lifts her up across his shoulders. He’s about to deliver an airplane spin when AMC counters with an elbow to the side of the head. Another elbow connects. AMC then fires off multiple elbows before slipping down from behind and bringing him down with a Scorpion Death Drop! The cheers continue as AMC pulls him back into a standing headscissors, hooks both arms and puts him down with the Name Dropper! She pushes Prichard over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THR-NO!

Prichard gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: AMC was THIS close, Stephy!

AMC pulls Prichard back to his feet and whacks him with The Chase-Tizer (hard smack to the face) before whipping him into the ropes. When he returns, the crowd cheers when AMC knocks him off his feet with the Kick of Doom. While Prichard is sprawled out on the mat, AMC slowly limps over into the corner.

AMC points up top before climbing the turnbuckles. Once she makes it to the top, the crowd cheers when she flips off and crashes down across Prichard with a moonsault!

NO!

The crowd gasps, then boos when Prichard shifts his body and catches AMC on the way down in the Triangle Choke!

Stephy Auger: Tudor Rose!

AMC panics as she desperately tries to get out of the hold. But Prichard pulls her down and keeps her held in place. With nowhere to go, AMC taps out.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest with a time of 12:32… GARETH PRICHARD JR!

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

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We then return from commercial break where Spencer Burke is actually standing in the ring, a little bit of a rarity in terms of modern pro wrestling but he has the fans undivided attention as he is standing there putting on his best brave face. The fans, despite only being allowed to fill twenty percent of the building, have been ruckus all night and it’s no exception. The professional interviewer nods before he waits for an opening.

Spencer Burke: We have seen a lot happen just tonight as we’re two matches away from figuring out who will challenge the dominant Nina Stokes for her United States Championship. But right now we have something a little different in terms of an interview as I’m right here in the middle of the ring in Kingston, Rhode Island!

The obligatory cheap pop as Spencer does mention where they are at.

Spencer Burke: The person I’m about to talk to isn’t scheduled to wrestle tonight...in fact this man’s plans are a little on the vague side at the moment. He isn’t a stranger to championship gold here in FGA. He held the Pride Title previously. He is also the former World Champion…

The audience already begins to boo loudly as they’ve figured out just from that who it will be.

Spencer Burke: My guest for this particular in ring interview is...Seth Iser!

The lights go out for a moment as the beginnings of ‘Unsainted’ are heard. The boos that were heard earlier go up another notch in intensity before the lights flash on and Seth Iser is there on the rampway. He’s dressed professionally, a three piece black and blue suit with his hair combed back neatly and his hands in his suit jacket pockets as he’s peering out to the sea of hatred that is greeting him. There’s even a greeting chant that’s headed his way.

“FUCK YOU ISER!”

“FUCK YOU ISER!!”

“FUCK YOU ISER!!!”

Rather than rush his way down the former champion has paused on the ramp and is taking in the rabid crowd reaction that’s coming his way and almost taking his time, slowing his walk down even further just to agitate the crowd even more than they already are. He pauses halfway through on the ramp before he eyeballs a sign that’s being waved over the guardrail and it’s one fan both booing while carrying a sign asking if he is on television. This gets the veteran’s attention as he’s sneering right at it.

Seth proceeds to rip up the sign in front of the fan, not making him anymore friends before he spits on the sign that he ripped up and delivers one final stomp on the torn pieces before mouthing something the people in television probably wouldn’t want him saying.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The veteran then returns his slow walk down to the ring, straightening out his tie that was slightly ruffled in that interaction before he pulls himself up to the apron and enters the ring. The man is significantly taller then Spencer as he signals for the music to be cut and the crowd turns from booing to trying to start that vulgar chant again but it doesn’t get the momentum it did the first time.

Spencer Burke: Seth...I know what you answered on the afterburn and put that out to the public what happened to you against the Undisputed Champion...but are you surprised by what happened earlier?

Seth Iser: Spencer, I’ll answer that in a moment. Let me have a moment to address all of these people...

Seth has a frown on his face as there’s another round of boos, still not particularly organized, going in his direction. But it is getting louder. He isn’t facing Spencer but rather pointing at the crowd.

Seth Iser: You chant a vulgar slur in my direction and I just walked out here. Judgmental...the whole lot of you. You buy into some preconceived notion on what you think I am and can’t think for yourselves. Truthfully it scares me that people like you are teaching the youth. No wonder the kids go on some app on our damned phones and put quarters in running outlets or inhale tide pods. You enable the worst desires with things like this. Shame on all you people…

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

That diatribe hasn’t won him any fans in this building but he then turns toward Spencer, a small bit calmer than what he was after he let that out.

Seth Iser: But to answer your question Spencer...not at all. It doesn’t surprise me one bit.

He answers that without going any further and gestures with his left hand for Spencer to ask the next question. Spencer nods his head.

Spencer Burke: You had already made clear that there was no interest in some sort of rematch right away with Cordellia Stephenson for the Undisputed Title. You had also mentioned that there were debts that might be heading your way. Could you elaborate further on this?

The crowd is listening as Seth nods his head as he takes a brief moment to decide how he wants to answer this question.

Seth Iser: Spencer...I tend to be more of an old school professional wrestler. Some people don’t like it...never bothered me but whether you love or hate me, I’ll always call a spade a spade. Being old school isn’t just something that might look cool on some damn t-shirt that’s sold to the masses or some catchphrase. I mean it. Where I come from...I’d rather kick someone’s ass to earn an opportunity in some form or fashion. I’m not one who wants to take a handoff because there’s no pride to be taken in that…

He shakes his head as if to affirm that as his face darkens slightly.

Seth Iser: It should be hell to get to the top, Spencer. And to be honest...after the few months at the top of the mountain, it was reaffirmed that I can find another way to the top as long as my health is in tact. I might not run as fast as I once could, but I can teach anybody a wrestling lesson in this ring and do it all my way. But I know that the last time I took a path to the top...I created some enemies. Oh lord did I ever create some enemies…

He taps his chin as the fans cheer the fact as he mentions this undeniable truth, listening in to the crowd.

Seth Iser: Oh now you cheer? Would you also cheer if Spencer said your hometown again? ‘YAY! He said Kingston! That’s where we’re from!’

He pauses after he took his voice up a couple of octos to make that impression known and the cheers have turned to jeers in near record time.

Seth Iser: Your sheep like behavior is like the people cheering for a Christian being fed to the lions. It’s deplorable. And again, you all should be ashamed of yourselves.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Seth Iser: But back to the matter at hand before you people rudely interrupted. It isn’t a denial that I’ve made enemies. People who want scores to settle with me. Far too many of them...some who could even join this company just to do that. When you do everything in your power to secure your own legacy, it’s going to make people want to add to their own by taking you out. And I could name drop all of them but we still have two matches to go here tonight...so I won’t.

He pauses for a moment before he gets to his third point, with a little more of an intensity.

Seth Iser: But one of the things that has defined me over the few years of my career...other then you can argue I’m fighting back Father Time and may damn well be at my best at forty rather than declining, is that I’m a big game hunter. When there is something important to be won...I want it. And it just so happens there’s a prized accomplishment here in FGA that I’ve not won just yet...hell I wouldn’t even think I’ve done particularly well going for this particular accomplishment when you look at my previous two appearances.

He then pauses for a moment as a couple of people seem clued in to what he means but Spencer nods his head as he’s knowing where he’s going fully.

Seth Iser: Marlon Cure, Lowri Moss, Jimmy f’n Page, Johnny Karma turned John Carmichael to name some of the recent winners. To the people who haven’t pieced it together, I’m entering the 2021 Gold Rush Rumble.

The fans boo this announcement from Seth, they probably hoped he’d retire right now rather than try something else.

Spencer Burke: This is big news...Seth Iser in the Gold Rush Rumble.

Seth Iser: Yes...it’s three in one for me, Spencer. I’m an old fashioned sort that would rather earn my opportunities. What better way then to fight like hell in a situation where the only person you can trust...is yourself? Second, I’m not going to hide it...too many people want a shot at me in one form or another so let’s just get it all out of the way. You think you can fire that shot at me? I’ll make it easy for you to try to aim it. But before you can pull that trigger, I’m going to toss your sorry ass over the top rope and end your ambitions before it even gets started.

And then that confident sneer as Seth is nodding his head with a devious grin now starting to take hold.

Seth Iser: I put my mind to a tournament win when I didn’t have any, Spencer. You know that for a fact. I’ve also put my mind to becoming the FGA World Champion and guess what? I damn sure did that as well. So I want one more thing off the old bucket list...one more thing that I can say that I did that I haven’t done so. And hell, the money and prestige that go with it make one hell of a benefit. I want a Gold Rush Rumble win to my name. And for the wave of enemies I’ve made…

The face darkens yet again as he’s letting some of this out.

Seth Iser: I’m more than willing to create even more enemies if that’s the price I’m willing to pay to add that accomplishment to the list of things I’ve already done in my career. I don’t have too many more shots at it left, this might be my best shot to add THAT particular accomplishment to my list. And I dare the rest of the locker room that enters that match to try to prove me wrong.

He then spikes the microphone on the canvas, shocking Spencer and making that static sound when it does. Rather than want another question to be asked, it seems Seth has made his point and is making his leave to a standing boovation as he’s going up the ramp and through the curtain.

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The camera fades into a dark room with no windows. The lights are very dim and we hear a clock ticking. The camera pans around the room and we see a clock on a table. Before the camera can zoom in more, we see a hand grab the clock and turn it off. The ticking stops. The camera pans over to the left a little bit and we see Ace Voltage standing there with his wrestling gear on.

Ace Voltage: Time is a precious thing. That’s what they say right? Some of us don’t get the luxury of time. Some of us just simply run out of time.

Ace tosses the clock away from him and it smashes into the wall.

Ace Voltage: You see, I simply ran out of time at A New Odyssey. I never tapped out. I never gave up. I simply ran out of time. I didn’t have the luxury of willing myself back to my feet. I didn’t have the luxury of taking a breather. That match with Storm, mate. One hell of a match. We were both exhausted from it. We both gave our best efforts. Mr. Storm, you have my respect. But, mate, we are not finished. Not even close.

 Ace snaps as the lights shine brighter in the room.

Ace Voltage: I don’t like to talk in clichés but they often are appropriate for the circumstance. Everyone says when one door closes, another one opens. Well, I had one door shut in my face when I lost my Mid-Atlantic Legacy title. That door was shut in my face but another one opened right away. Like I said before, I make my own fate here. I make my own opportunities. That door cracked open and I took full advantage. I stepped up to Tyler Storm and was one rope break away from being the RIGHTFUL Pride champion. But I lost. Another door shut in my face. And now on Vertigo I get entered into a Beat the Clock challenge. Another door just opened. Another chance for me to write my legacy. This time, I will not let it close.

Ace starts pacing around the room.

Ace Voltage: See, the thing is… I finally got the respect I deserved since walking into FGA. I got my title victory. I got another title opportunity right after. And now? I have a chance to redeem myself against Tyler. I never gave up. As a champion, that is a cop out. Not a true victory. But, here we are. I am without the Pride championship. All I have is an opportunity.

Ace stops pacing around and stands in the middle of the room. A more serious demeanor today, he looks straight at the camera.

Ace Voltage: Great moments come from great opportunities. I have a chance to right the wrong from A New Odyssey. I get the chance to rightfully defeat Storm tonight and earn a shot at Nina Stokes. Kill two birds with one stone as they all say. Tonight I add to the legacy of Ace Voltage. Tonight, I defeat Tyler Storm. Tonight, I beat the clock.

The camera fades to black.

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BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE
Tyler Storm vs. Ace Voltage

The arena goes dark and "Thunderstruck by AC/DC starts blaring over the sound system. As the words "THUNDER" are shouted into the arena each time, the lights flash yellow.

I WAS CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A RAILROAD TRACK

A white spotlight shines on the ramp and Ace Voltage appears from backstage, once the lyrics start going. He is wearing a black jacket with his name on the back and his light blue tights. He shines a smirk to the crowd, zips open the jacket to show off his torso and the rest of the lights come on, with yellow and blue lighting flashing around. He walks down the ramp, nodding his head to the music, laughing to himself when he hears the boos and insults from the crowd.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is apart of the Beat The Clock Challenge! Introducing first, hailing from London, England! Weighing in at 15.8 stone… ACE VOLTAGE!

As he's going down the entrance ramp, he walks close to the guardrail ready to slap the hands of the one or two fans. Before he can slap their hands, he quickly rips his hands away, smirks to the booing fans and walks down to the ring. He jumps up onto the apron and steps into the ring. He walks to the corner, jumping on the second rope, looking out into the crowd. He raises an arm in the air, smirking and smiling to the fans. After a few seconds, he jumps down, takes his jacket off and waits for the match to start.

Kris Cruise: Ace Voltage still insists that he never gave up. He’s still hanging on to the fact that he never tapped out. But Stephy, he doesn’t have to tap or verbally submit for a ref to stop a match. The man wasn’t defending himself. He was unconscious. The longer he remained unresponsive in that submission hold, the greater likelihood that long term damage could have been done to him.

Stephy Auger: But that’s the risk Ace was willing to take. Tyler may have won two falls to one. He may have walked out of that match with the Pride Championship. But Tyler has to live with the fact that he never made Ace submit. Those are the facts.

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 rushes out from behind the curtain to a positive pop, bobbing his head to the beat of the song and mouthing out to the fans.

Once the lyrics start, Tyler begins making his way down the ramp, walking along the left for the first half of his trek to the ring and high-fiving fans or talking with them, and doing the same in the second half of his walk on the right side. 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: His opponent, hailing from Tuscaloosa, Alabama! Weighing in at 215 pounds! He is the reigning FGA Pride Champion… 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 has a chance to become one of the few double champions in FGA. But first, before he even gets a shot at Nina Stokes, he has to beat Ace Voltage.

Stephy Auger: I feel like Tyler is at a disadvantage here and it’s not because he’s unskilled. This is a man that has spent the majority of the past two years competing in Pride Rules matches. Tyler is used to those matches ending in two or three falls. None of those matches have ever ended in less than 12 minutes. But that’s what Tyler will have to do here to beat the time set by Gareth Prichard Jr.

The bell sounds as Storm and Voltage meet up in the center of the ring. The two stare each other down until Storm puts his hand out. Voltage looks out at the crowd before turning his attention back to Storm. The crowd erupts with boos when Voltage shakes his head.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Storm keeps his hand out to Voltage. Voltage looks down at the hand before looking back into Storm’s eyes. He continues to stare the Pride Champion down before shaking his hand.

Storm goes to turn away until Voltage pulls him back and punches him across the face.

Kris Cruise: Oh come on!

Stephy Auger: What? This match isn’t being contested under Pride Rules. That means that closed fists are legal.

Voltage keeps a hold of Storm’s right hand as he nails him with another punch. Another punch connects before whipping Storm into the ropes. When Storm returns, the crowd cheers when he flattens Voltage with a bicycle kick.

Kris Cruise: What a kick from Tyler Storm!

Storm picks up Voltage and whips him into the far ropes. Voltage comes off the ropes before Storm runs over and knocks him off his feet with another bicycle kick.

Kris Cruise: Ace got caught with that pump kick again!

Stephy Auger: Ace, please get your hands up!

Storm heads over, pulls Voltage back to his feet and doubles him over with four kicks to the midsection. The Pride Champion turns and hits the ropes before coming back and knocking Voltage down with a Scissors Kick! He makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Voltage kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Storm is starting off strong, Stephy! He knows he’s under the gun. 12:32 is the time to beat.

Storm takes Voltage and moves him into the corner before delivering five knife edge chops. Voltage is then whipped hard into the far corner. Voltage staggers out of the corner before Storm throws him down with a back body drop. The crowd boos when Voltage quickly rolls to the outside.

Stephy Auger: That’s right, Ace, take a break. Take a breather. Come over here and get some water while you’re at it.

Voltage takes a breather on the outside. But unbeknownst to him, Storm has rolled out of the ring. The crowd cheers when Storm comes up from behind, grabs Voltage and slams him face-first onto the apron. Voltage is then pushed back inside before Storm rolls in after him. He grabs Voltage, marches back into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. Voltage gets turned around before winding up on the receiving end of multiple shoulder thrusts. Storm takes him by the wrist before whipping him into the far corner. The Pride Champion then comes running across the ring before catching Voltage with a European Uppercut! The cheers continue as Voltage is lifted upside down and placed in the Tree of Woe. Storm then makes his way back into the opposite corner. He points over to the far corner before running back across the ring. Storm then leaps into the air before knocking Voltage out of the corner with a hesitation dropkick to the face! He pushes Voltage over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Voltage gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Kris Cruise: Good ring awareness there by Ace.

Stephy Auger: That was smart. As an added bonus, this isn’t being fought under Pride Rules, so he’s got unlimited rope breaks.

Storm takes Voltage and whips him into the ropes. He sets up for a back body drop. But Voltage sees it coming and counters with a running neckbreaker.

Kris Cruise: Tyler might have telegraphed that one.

Stephy Auger: Might? Ace saw it coming from a mile away.

Voltage takes a couple of seconds to recover before returning to his feet. He heads over and puts the boots to the Pride Champion. Voltage reaches down, pulls Storm back to his feet and moves him against the ropes. The boos continue as Voltage lights up Storm’s chest with multiple knife edge chops. He then turns and takes off into the far ropes. Voltage comes back across the ring and motions for an attack when Storm ducks and dumps him over the top rope. Voltage luckily lands safely on the apron before reaching back inside. He grabs a hold of Storm and drops off the apron as he delivers a reverse hangman across the top rope! Storm staggers forward before dropping down to a knee. The Pride Champion continues to favor his neck while Voltage rolls back inside. He then takes off into the ropes, comes back and flattens Storm with the Ace of Spades (Shining Wizard)! The boos continue as Voltage goes for the cover.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Only two!

Stephy Auger: That was clearly three.

Voltage takes Storm, lifts him up and brings him down with a back suplex. He then returns to his feet and circles Storm before delivering a stomp to the right arm. He follows up with a stomp to the right ankle, then the left leg. Voltage then delivers a stomp to the left arm before following up with repeated stomps across the chest. Storm rolls over to his side and guards his chest before Voltage kicks him over into the prone position. Voltage follows up with repeated knee drops across the back of the neck. The boos continue as he pulls Storm back over and makes the cover.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage pulls Storm back to his feet before bringing him down with a vertical suplex. The cover gets made.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage picks up Storm and doubles him over with a boot to the midsection before hooking the arms. He looks around and shouts at the crowd that he’s the real main event before throwing Storm down with a Butterfly Suplex. Voltage makes the cover.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Another nearfall for the self-proclaimed Greatest Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion.

Stephy Auger: It’s not self-proclaimed. I say it, too!

Kris Cruise: Well if two people say it, then that must mean it’s true.

Stephy Auger: If those two people are me and Ace, absolutely!

Kris Cruise: ...

Voltage takes Storm and whips him into the ropes. Storm comes back and ducks a lariat attempt before continuing to run the ropes. He comes back and ducks a back elbow attempt before continuing to run the ropes. When Storm returns, the crowd boos when Voltage brings him down with a Samoan Drop. He leans back and hooks the near leg.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Five minutes have just passed, Stephy. They have roughly seven remaining to beat that time of 12:32.

Voltage pulls Storm back up before taking control of his back. He tries for a German Suplex, but Storm blocks it. Voltage tries to muscle him up for another German Suplex. This time, Storm counters with a back elbow to the face. Storm catches him with another elbow… and another elbow… and another elbow. When the rear waistlock is broken, Storm runs off into the ropes. But unbeknownst to him, Voltage is right behind him! As soon as Storm hits the ropes, Voltage sends him over the top rope and to the floor with a running lariat!

Storm remains sprawled out on the outside while Voltage motions for the ref to count him out.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

TE-

The crowd erupts with cheers when Storm dives back in under the bottom rope just in time.

Kris Cruise: Tyler just got back inside in the nick of time!

Voltage quickly marches over and stomps away on Storm’s back. He then pulls Storm over onto his back and makes the cover.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage pushes him back down and makes another cover.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage makes another cover.

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Storm kicks out.

Voltage mounts himself on top of Voltage and starts raining down a flurry of right hands to the face.

Kris Cruise: Voltage is going to town on Storm with those piston-like right hands.

Stephy Auger: Ace couldn’t get away with those punches under Pride Rules.

Voltage takes Storm and moves him into the corner. He then delivers an irish whip, follows Storm across the ring and connects with a running lariat. Voltage takes Storm, delivers another irish whip, follows him across the ring and connects with another running lariat. The boos continue as Voltage takes Storm, delivers an irish whip and follows him across the ring. Instead of Storm crashing into the corner, he hops onto the middle ropes and counters with the Hardcastle Treatment (springboard roundhouse kick)!

Stephy Auger: GAH!

Both grapplers remain down as the ref starts his count.

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TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Once both grapplers return to their feet, Storm grabs Voltage, lifts him up and brings him down with the Rolling Tide (Air Crash Raid Neckbreaker)! The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Voltage gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Only two! Less than five minutes left, Stephy!

Stephy Auger: C’mon, Ace, get to it!

Storm takes Voltage and whips him into the ropes. When Voltage returns, Storm goes for a back body drop. Voltage counters with a sunset flip. But Storm rolls through it and lands on his knees. The crowd cheers when they see him wrap up Voltage’s legs. He’s about to turn Voltage over into a Texas Cloverleaf when Voltage reaches up and pokes him in the eyes.

Kris Cruise: Oh come on!

Storm continues to guard his eyes. He stumbles back into Voltage, who lifts him up and throws him down with a spinning sit-out powerbomb!

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage takes Storm and whips him into the corner. He runs across the ring, catches Storm with a corner clothesline and follows up with a running bulldog. NO! Storm pushes him off, sending him into the ropes. When Voltage returns, Storm scoops him up from the side, turns and throws him down with a Blue Thunder Bomb!

Kris Cruise: Storm with a Blue Thunder Bomb of his own! He’s got Ace pinned!

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T-NO!

Voltage gets the shoulder up.

Storm gets to his feet and points over into the corner. After hearing the cheers from the crowd Storm grabs Voltage and pulls him into a standing headscissors. Storm lifts up Voltage, runs over towards the corner and delivers a Buckle Bomb! Voltage staggers out of the corner as Storm takes off into the far ropes. Storm comes back and throws himself at Voltage with a spear. The crowd gasps when Voltage drops to the prone position, causing Storm to whiff and tumble across the canvas. Storm gets back to his feet and rushes back over to Voltage. But Voltage counters with a running dive to the knee. The crowd boos when they see Storm tumble across the mat before clutching his right leg.

Kris Cruise: Storm’s hurt!

Stephy Auger: Quick, Ace, put him away! Now!

Voltage heads over, grabs a hold of Storm’s legs and goes to put him in a Sharpshooter. Storm then uses his leg strength to shove Voltage off. After Voltage stumbles into the corner, Storm turns over and slowly gets back to his feet. He reaches down and massages his knee before rushing as best he can into the corner. Voltage counters by turning him around with a boot to the face. Storm starts to stagger away from the corner until Voltage comes up from behind and delivers a release German Suplex into the turnbuckles!

Kris Cruise: Good Lord!

The boos continue as Voltage drags Storm out of the corner before making the cover.

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T-NO!

The crowd cheers when Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage looks over at the clock before turning his attention back to Storm. He pulls up Storm, takes control of his back and delivers three rolling German Suplexes. Voltage bridges on the last German for the cover.

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T-NO!

Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage pulls Storm back up, lifts him up and plants him with a Cradle DDT! He makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

Storm gets the shoulder up.

Voltage takes Storm, lifts him up and plants him with a brainbuster! He makes the cover.

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THR-NO!

The crowd cheers and applauds when Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Ace STILL can’t put Storm away.

Stephy Auger: Yes he can!

Kris Cruise: Well, what is he waiting for?

Voltage takes Storm and whips him into the corner. The crowd boos when he points across the ring at Storm.

Stephy Auger: Thunderstruck time, Cruise!

Voltage runs over to deliver Thunderstruck (Helluva Kick) until Storm darts out of the corner, dives forward and cuts him off!

Kris Cruise: Spear! Spear!

Stephy Auger: NOOOOOOOOOO!

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T-NO!

The crowd sighs when Voltage gets the shoulder up.

Storm looks over and checks the time on the screen. He pulls up Voltage, leans forward and lifts him up onto his shoulders. He then spins around before throwing Voltage down with authority with an Alabama Slam! Storm drops down and makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

The crowd sighs when Voltage gets the shoulder up.

Voltage gets whipped into the ropes. Storm catches him on the return, lifts him up, turns and throws him down with a spinebuster! He rolls across Voltage and hooks the near leg for the cover.

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THR-NO!

The crowd sighs, then boos when Voltage gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: SO CLOSE!

Stephy Auger: ACE! PLEASE!

Storm takes Voltage and lifts him up across his shoulder. He then hoists Voltage even higher up into the air. He’s got Voltage set up for the Bite Wound (Crucifix Cutter) when Voltage starts to kick his legs. He then slips down from behind before rolling Storm up in an O’Connor Roll!

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Voltage grabs the tights!
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THR-NO!

The ref stops and points out Voltage’s blatant cheating.

Kris Cruise: Ace got caught red handed!

Stephy Auger: That was three! What is the ref doing!?

Voltage immediately pops up to his feet and pleads with the ref. But the official isn’t buying it. He continues to point out that Voltage had a handful of tights. The crowd boos when Voltage hides his hands behind his back while swearing up and down that he did no such thing.

Stephy Auger: Ace! ACE! Stay on Tyler! The clock is ticking down!

Voltage continues to protest. When he finally turns around, Storm knocks him off his feet with a Spinning Forearm! He makes the cover.

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THRE-NO!

The crowd sighs when Voltage gets the shoulder up.

Storm pulls up Voltage and positions themselves to that they’re back to back as he sets up for the Hybrid Crackdown (Inverted Headlock into Rolling Elbow)! Storm doesn’t play to the crowd time time. Instead, he lets go of the headlock before turning to blast Voltage with the Rolling Elbow! NO! Voltage ducks, doubles Storm over with a kick to the midsection when he turns around and plants him with another brainbuster! After dragging Storm into position and turning him over into the prone position, Voltage steps out to the apron. The boos continue as he scales to the top turnbuckle, flips off and crashes down across Storm’s upper back with the High Voltage (450 Slash)! Voltage pushes him over and makes the cover.

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THREE!

The crowd erupts with boos as “Thunderstruck” blares throughout the arena.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout with a time of 10 minutes and 59 seconds… ACE VOLTAGE!

The boos continues as Voltage gets his arms raised in victor.

Stephy Auger: PHEW!

Kris Cruise: Ace Voltage has done it! With one second to spare, Ace defeats Tyler Storm to set the best time in this Beat The Clock Challenge! We’ve only got one match remaining! Can Owen Gonsalves or Mark Storm beat the time set by Ace Voltage in our main event? We’ll find out right after the break!

• COMMERCIAL BREAK •

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