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[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

Ocean Center
Daytona Beach, FL

The scene shifts to an establishment shot of the Ocean Center exterior. We then transition inside the arena, where red and yellow pyro shoot off in various patterns. We then head to a wide shot of the arena. The camera pans around, capturing the rabid capacity crowd.

TAG TEAM MATCH
Strike 2 Kill vs. ?

As the lights in the arena begin to dim, purple strobe lights shine from the stage and emerging from the back are Strike 2 Kill. Both men stand on the top of the entrance ramp with a look of ruthlessness about them, they look at each other, nodding heads and fist bumping, before making their way down to the ring. Lingering behind them is their Manager, Gregory Murphy, who has a slimy grin on his face as he swaggers down the entrance ramp after them.

J.A. Aldridge: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of 351 pounds! They are the team of Liam Richardson & Miles Watson, STRIKE 2 KILL!

Once they reach the edge of the ring, both men leap onto the apron and climbing onto the top ropes of either side of the nearest turnbuckles, posing for the fans who applaud in appreciation.

Kris Cruise: Strike 2 Kill have been on a hot streak since joining FGA a couple of weeks back. They’ve been steadily making their way up the rankings. You’d have to think they’d be eyeing the tag titles if they can come out of here tonight with a win.

Stephy Auger: I’d think so, too. But they’re essentially going into this match blind.

J.A. Aldridge: Their opponents…

Kris Cruise: Who’s it going to be, Stephy.

Strike 2 Kill pace the ring while the crowd starts to murmur. The camera cuts to the entrance way, but no one comes out. After ten seconds or so, Strike 2 Kill start to get restless. Gregory Murphy climbs up to the apron and tells him if their opponents don’t come out, he should call the match and award the win to Strike 2 Kill via forfeit.

The crowd cheers when the lights go dark.

Stephy Auger: Uh oh.

After another 10 seconds of anticipation, a spotlight shines on the entrance way. Smoke starts to fill the entrance way while low tones can be heard over the speakers. “Cyborg Metal Flesh” by Morgan Sansous and Léo Natale starts to pump through the speakers.

Kris Cruise: I’ve never heard this before.

Stephy Auger: Me, neither.

The music continues to play for a couple of more seconds… until Max Powers and Landon Knight burst though the curtain. The crowd erupts with cheers at the arrival of the former World Tag Team Champions.

J.A. Aldridge: Making their way to the ring at a total combined wight of 425 pounds! They are the team of Max Powers and Landon Knight, the SUPER MARIO WRESTLING BROS!

Kris Cruise: It’s the SMWB!

Stephy Auger: I don’t believe it! Who let these dorks back in here?

Richardson and Watson can’t believe what they’re seeing. Murphy is seen shaking his head on the outside. Powers turns and gestures as he looks out to the crowd. SMWB stop to acknowledge the “1-UP!” chants that are filling the arena.

Kris Cruise: Listen to this capacity crowd, Stephy!

Stephy Auger: I’d prefer not to!

The SMWB continue to make their way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans on both sides of the aisle. The duo hop up onto the apron before slingshotting themselves in the ring. Knight eyes down Strike 2 Kill as he walks past them into a corner. The SMWB hops up onto the middle ropes in opposite corners. The tandem starts to point to various fans down in the crowd before giving them a thumbs up.

Kris Cruise: If my memory is correct, we haven’t seen the SMWB compete in FGA since last July.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, and they haven’t been missed, either!

Kris Cruise: Stop it, Stephy.

The arena lights come back on as both teams huddle up in their respective corners.

Kris Cruise: Your personal feelings aside, even you would have to admit that this is a tough test for S2K. As you stated, they went into this match blind. Now, they find out that they’re facing off against former World Tag Team Champions here.

The match starts off with Richardson and Powers circling the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Powers gains the advantage with a side headlock. He then transitions into a hammerlock, spins Richardson towards him, snapmares him over and follows up with a soccer kick to the lower back.

​​Kris Cruise: OOF! Did you heard the impact from that kick?

Richardson continues to favor the lower back as he returns to a vertical base. The two size each other up before locking up. They jockeying for position again until Powers brings him down with a fireman's carry. Powers quickly applies an underhook to the arm. Richardson is seen refusing to quit as he battles back to a vertical base. He tries to get out of the hold, but Powers is able to stop him with a pair of arm wrenches. Richardson then finally escapes as he rolls forward, leans back, kips up and reverses into an arm wrench. Powers then rolls forward, leans back, spins over onto his backside, loops his leg around Richardson's left arm and kicks the right hand, breaking the hold.

Kris Cruise: Nice escape there by Powers.

Powers marches over, grabs Richardson by the right wrist and wrenches the arm multiple times. Richardson then takes his left arm and moves Powers into the near ropes before pushing him off into the far ropes. Powers returns off the rebound and knocks Richardson down with a running shoulder tackle. He then takes off into another set of ropes. Richardson returns to his feet with a kip up before getting knocked back down with another running shoulder tackle. Powers takes of into another set of ropes. Richardson returns to his feet with a kip up before leapfrogging over Powers. Powers continues to run the ropes. Richardson then goes for another leapfrog, but Powers catches him in mid air, counters with an inverted atomic drop and plants him with It's-A-Me-DDT (Snap DDT)! The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Richardson kicks out.

Kris Cruise: This match has been all SMWB thus far.

Stephy Auger: It’s still early. Strike 2 Kill are just getting a feel for them, that’s all. They’ll adjust.

Powers takes Richardson and whips him into the ropes. Instead of returning, Richardson hangs onto the ropes. So Powers runs over to attack, but Richardson ducks and dumps him over the top to the outside. Watson then slingshots himself into the ring before taking off into the far ropes. He returns off the rebound before knocking Powers down with a Sasuke Special!

Kris Cruise: Powers just taken out by that big time dive from Watson!

Stephy Auger: He had to do something to slow Powers down.

Knight slingshots himself over the top rope and takes off across the ring, Richardson tries to cut him off with a lariat, but Knight ducks. The crowd cheers when he flips over the top rope and knocks Watson down with a topé on hilo!

Kris Cruise: Knight answers right back with a topé of his own!

Knight climbs back up to the apron and gets caught with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. Richardson goes to bring him back inside with a suplex, but Knight slips down from behind and counters with a half nelson suplex. He then takes Richardson and whips him into the corner before the SMWB run at him from both sides and crush him with a double corner dropkick. The cheers continue as Knight lifts him up onto his shoulders before Powers leaps off the middle ropes for a powerbomb/diving backcracker combo.

Kris Cruise: Dr. Mario Bomb!

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Richardson gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: The SMWB get another two count. These two look like they haven’t missed a beat.

Powers makes the tag out to Knight. The SMWB then take Richardson and whip him into the ropes. Richardson returns off the rebound before getting brought down with a double flapjack. Knight then feeds Powers his leg before hitting an assisted standing moonsault! The cheers continue as he hooks the leg.

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Richardson gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Nice tandem offense, but it only gets two.

The tag gets made back out to Powers. After Richardson gets sent for the ride, Powers brings him down with a drop toe hold. Knight then comes off the ropes and executes a Front Chancery before Powers comes off the ropes and catches Richardson with a front dropkick to the face. The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Richardson gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Strike 2 Kill need to figure out something fast. They’re getting shown up here.

Powers takes Richardson, moves him into the corner and delivers three knife edge chops. He then brings Richardson out of the corner before sending him for the ride. Powers sets up for a back body drop off the rebound, but Richardson counters by knocking him upright with a kick to the face. He then follows up with a slap to the face, a low round kick to the calf, a round kick to the chest and then a jumping enzuigiri that knocks Powers down. Richardson then rolls forward, leaps into the S2K corners and tags Watson in.

Kris Cruise: Watson got the tag!

Powers tries to pick himself up, but Watson is right there to rebound off the ropes and bring him back down with a handspring cutter! He then takes Powers, delivers an irish whip, rushes across the ring and connects with a discus lariat. Watson follows up with a discus forearm smash before Powers plops down to a seated position. He then takes advantage of Powers' positioning by hopping out to the apron before coming back in with a slingshot dropkick. he then drags Powers out of the corner before flipping over into a jackknife pin.

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Powers bridges up, turns, turns again, hooks Watson's arms and tries to bring him down with a backslide pin. Watson counters by rolling over Power's back, landing on his feet and following up with a sitout powerbomb! The cheers continue as the ref makes the count.

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Powers gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: I know he only got two, but that was a great counter there by Watson.

Watson sets up for a German Suplex until Powers catches him with three back elbows to the face. He then takes off into the ropes. When Powers returns, Watson brings him down with a Sling Blade! He makes the cover.

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Powers gets the shoulder up.

Watson takes control of Powers until Powers reverses and whips him towards the ropes. Watson uses the momentum to his advantage and tries to catch Powers with a handspring elbow, but Powers catches him in mid air. Powers then goes for a release German Suplex, but Watson lands on his feet. Powers then scrambles back to his feet and runs over to attack, but Watson sidesteps, grabs him by the back of the neck and tosses him over the top rope to the floor!

Kris Cruise: Powers with a hard landing on the outside.

Stephy Auger: He better hope he didn’t hurt anything on that fall.

Watson takes off into the far ropes. He gears up for a dive to the outside, but he has to slam on the brakes when Knight runs and stops directly in his path on the apron. Richardson then heads over to attack, but Knight knocks him back with a back elbow. Knight then turns his attention back to Watson and gets caught with a roundhouse kick that knocks him to the floor. Powers then helps Knight back to his feet until Knight pushes him out of the way so that only he can get hit with the elbow suicida from Watson!

Kris Cruise: Knight just sacrificed himself!

Stephy Auger: That’s what good partners do. I’ll give him that much.

Watson returns to a vertical base until Powers doubles him over and follows up with a snap suplex on the outside. Powers stands up and raises his arms into the air until he turns over and gets flattens with a running penalty kick from Richardson off the apron.

Stephy Auger: That’s what you get for taking your eye off the ball, dummy!

Richardson reaches down, grabs Powers and rolls him back inside. He then rolls Watson back inside before he hops back up to the apron, reaches through the ropes and tags himself back in. Richardson then takes off into the far ropes. He runs back across the ring before knocking Knight down with a front dropkick through the ropes. Richardson holds onto the ropes, skins the cat and holds the top rope down for Watson to hit a suicide dive through his legs onto Knight! Richardson pulls himself back into the ring, turns around and ducks a wild clothesline from Knight before hitting an atomic drop. He then turns Knight back towards him before bringing him down with a rolling fireman's carry followed by a springboard moonsault off the middle ropes.

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Knight gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: S2K are firing on all cylinders now.

Richardson takes Powers and goes for a vertical suplex until Powers slips down from behind. He then shoves Richardson into the ropes. Richardson returns off the rebound and slides through Powers' legs. When Powers turns around, S2K drop him with a Spinning leg sweep (Watson) / Spinning wheel kick (Richardson) combination! Richardson makes the cover.

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Powers gets the shoulder up.

Richardson sets up for an irish whip until Powers reverses with an irish whip feint into a Chain Chomp (Arm wrench into a short-arm forearm smash)! He then follows up with a Koopa Kick (Rolling Koppu Kick) before crawling over and tagging Knight back in. Knight rushes over and puts the boots to Richardson. After Powers heads back over and scoops up Richardson from the side, the SMWB bring him down with the Backbreaker Hold/Somersault Leg Drop combination. Knight makes the cover.

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Richardson gets the shoulder up.

Knight sets up for the Butterfly Bob-omb (Sitdown Double Underhook Powerbomb) when Richardson breaks the underhooks, counters with a back body drop, rolls forward, dives and tags Watson back in. Knight returns to his feet with a kip up, turns and gets knocked off his feet with a missile dropkick! After Watson scoops up Knight from the side, Richardson comes off the top to help bring Knight down with a Backbreaker hold/Diving knee drop combination! Watson makes the cover.

Kris Cruise: The SMWB just got a taste of their own medicine there…

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Knight gets the shoulder up.

Richardson gets tagged back in. After Watson delivers a corkscrew neckbreaker onto Richardson's knee, Richardson points over at Powers before planting Knight with a snap DDT! He makes the cover.

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Knight gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Richardson tried to send a message there with that DDT.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, they’re trying to one-up the SMWB.

Richardson delivers another rolling fireman's carry. He then goes for another springboard moonsault off the middle ropes, but Knight gets his knees up! Knight then slithers across the ring on his back before tagging back out to Powers. Powers immediately gets in, grabs Richardson and plants him with an It's-A-Me-DDT! The cheers continues as he pulls Richardson back up before planting him with another It's-A-Me-DDT! When Powers pulls Richardson into another front facelock, Watson runs over to attack. But Powers doubles him over with a boot to the midsection, places him in a front facelock with his free arm and plants the both of them with an It's-A-Me-DDT!

Kris Cruise: Powers is fired up!

Stephy Auger: Oh yeah! He took that personally.

The SMWB give Watson a taste of his own medicine as Knight delivers a corkscrew neckbreaker across Power's knee. Powers then lifts Richardson up onto his shoulders before the SMWB bring him down with the Koopa Troopa Drop (Samoan Drop/Running Corkscrew Neckbreaker combination)! Powers makes the cover.

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Richardson gets the shoulder up.

Powers then takes hold of Richardson's legs while Knight steps out to the apron. The SMWB go for the Mario Clash (Wheelbarrow Lift/Springboard Somersault Sitout Facebuster combination), but Watson grabs Knight mid-jump and yanks him down to the floor. Knight smacks his face against the apron on the way down before getting dropped with a Fisherman Buster on the floor. Back side, Richardson hits Powers with a pair of elbows to the face before reversing into a wheelbarrow victory roll.

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Powers kicks out.

Powers returns to his feet until Watson yanks him down face-first to the mat. Richardson follows up with a front dropkick to the face. He then takes Powers and whips him into the corner before S2K nails him with Strikezone! (Running arched big boot (Richardson) / Enzuigiri (Watson) combination)! After Watson comes off the top to help Richardson bring Powers down with a Spinebuster/Blockbuster Combo, they each grab an arm. Powers is then pulled up to his knees before S2K crush him with Shoot 2 Kill! (BTE Trigger)! Richardson makes the cover.

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THREE!

The crowd cheers as “Arsonist Lullaby” hits the speakers.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this bout… STRIKE 2 KILL!

The cheers continue as Murphy raises Richardson & Watson’s arms in victory.

Kris Cruise: Strike 2 Kill keep their momentum rolling as they pick up the victory here. But this wasn’t an easy one.

Stephy Auger: It’s never easy going intp a match against a mystery opponent. But these two adjusted on the fly and got themselves another win.

S2K continue to celebrate while the SMWB regroup. Once SMWB are back to their feet, they slowly make their way over to S2K.

Kris Cruise: What’s going on here?

The two teams exchange words before the SMWB holds their hands out.

Kris Cruise: The SMWB is looking for a handshake.

Richardson and Watson look at each other. They then look out at the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Listen to this crowd, Stephy. They want to see these tow teams shake hands after that hot opener.

S2K motion to shake hands with the SMWB, but Murphy is quick to pull S2K’s hands back.

Kris Cruise: What the heck, Greg?

Stephy Auger: Forget the SMWB! They don’t need the SMWB’s respect. The Tag Titles are what they need!

Murphy motions for S2K to leave the SMWB behind. Richardson & Watson look back at the SMWB before exiting the ring…

[FGA Office]

Kris Cruise: I suppose after what was said there we’re going to get to our next match and it’ll be a—

Everyone is suddenly at attention as the lights are dimming and this has everyone’s attention. Especially the announcers at the desk. There isn’t an initial play of music to accompany it right away which just builds more anticipation yet confusing a couple of people at our announce desk.

Stephy Auger: This wasn’t part of our notes, Kris.

Kris Cruise: I don’t know who is pulling our leg he–

The answer is soon revealed as the beginning rumblings of ‘Unsainted’ play…the people know the band and there’s a mixed reaction. Half of them are cheering because it is indeed a return but the other half are booing considering the man’s track record in the company. Before too long it’s Seth Iser lumbering through the curtain dressed as professionally as it gets with the three piece suit.

Stephy Auger: The greatest mind in ALL of Professional Wrestling has returned!

Kris Cruise: This is on form for him. No special announcement on twitter or nothing…he’d rather say whatever he’s going to on a public form.

Before too long the veteran starts to walk down to the ring with a purpose on his face as there’s no semblance of a limp and he’s finally healed physically. We don’t know about the mental state but he’s got that normal Iser focus for now. He isn’t responding to one fan giving him the finger either from the rail…he’s just pulling himself up onto the apron and entering the ring. And when he asks for a microphone, J.A. isn’t one to turn this man down considering their size difference.

And then he stands as he wants the music cut off…in the center of the ring in the sea of people who are giving him that mixed reception.

Seth Iser: I take it I have everyone’s attention?

He peers through with an eyebrow raised and the crowd lets out again that mixed reception. He still has that mask on for a moment.

Seth Iser: I’m going to keep things on the level right now but also recap something real quick for anyone who is tuning in for the first time. I needed…a little time away from the company mentally. Why? Izzy and I literally torn the hell out of each other’s souls for the last few months. And we tore into each other in Chivalry is Dead…the last time we were on pay per view.

There’s a cheer for the retired Izzy as Iser’s face narrows ever so slightly as he’s recounting some of this.

Seth Iser: I…lost that match. Izzy got her hand raised. And when she did…she fired her shot right away for Lowri. Either that or…deep down, maybe she didn’t want to deal with what she might become in the ring and Lowri was the best person to put her down at that moment. The one who would do it without a trace of ego.

As he’s continuing to state this his voice is getting a little lower as his face softens ever so slightly.

Seth Iser: I watched that and I think I understood what that meant. Time will tell how our champion will continue to carry the weight of that but…as for me…I still needed a little bit of time to recuperate. The injuries were one thing but when you have that kind of a scare…with your career on the line like that…you don’t want to come back to the company right away. The powers here understood that and granted me a little time off…and I didn’t wrestle a lot. Needed to heal the body as well as the soul…and though there’s now one more scar in my soul…

With his free hand he marks himself with an x motion over his sternum for a brief moment.

Seth Iser: I just barely survived but I don’t think I got another one of those matches with Izzy or Chivalry is Dead left in me. But…I do have more professional wrestling matches left. So as of tonight…I’m back on the roster.

Again, there is a mixed response from the audience but it’s a loud one as they’d been intently listening to the veteran to that point.

Seth Iser: I see the main event between Ace and Lowri…for the Undisputed Title involving our Pride Champion. The two championships I’ve held in this company. Two damn good professional wrestlers. I do take an interest in that…like I take an interest in the sport in general. So upon my re—

Once again, the lights in the arena start to dim. The crowd murmurs, confusion appearing across the faces of the fans in attendance, as well as Seth’s. The lights change to a bluish tint, and everyone’s questions are answered as soon as the opening of STRONGHOLD by ⓉFO$ begins to play. There’s a premature chorus of boos, and out walks none other than The Grapmason, Ⓣ. As he makes his way to the ring carrying the King’s Road Championship, he never takes his eyes off of Seth, even as he proceeds up the steps and through the ropes. He then demands a microphone, and J.A. obliges. Now with a microphone in hand, he steps face to face to the Returning Seth Iser, and that cocky little smirk appears on his face. Whatever confusion Seth had at the start is gone as the poker face has crept in.

Ⓣ: Seth Iser ladies and gentlemen! Come on, give him a round of applause!

TWFKA Tapp Addams starts to clap for Iser and before long the rest of the arena joins him. But Ⓣ stops clapping just as quickly as he starts, lifting the microphone back to his lips, smirk now replaced with a grimace.

Ⓣ: Is- Is that what you’re here for tonight Seth? Another feel good moment? Another welcome back chant? Honestly, it’s disgusting. I just so happened to be in the area tonight, unfortunately. I mean who wants to spend their birthday here in Trashy Daytona Beach Florida?

The fans boo, clearly not being fans of having their hometown trashed. Mr.Wrestling laughs and nods his head. Meanwhile there’s just a poker face from Iser the whole time listening to the intruder.

Ⓣ:Yeah I would be booing too if I lived in a dump like this. I mean, I would rather be anywhere else in the world. Even [Redacted] Wrestling. But that’s the difference between me and a lot of other wrestlers. That’s the difference between you and me, Seth. I’m what they call a worker. I show up whenever I’m needed. Whenever there’s a lack of REAL wrestling talent on the card. Whenever has-beens like you show up. I heard you while I was back there. Are you seriously trying to set your sights on champions your first night back? And EARLY at that. The FGA higher ups might not be worried about your health. But I for one, am. Let’s be completely honest right now. You don’t have it in you anymore. At least physically. I’m sure you’ve a lot to offer the younger generation. So how about you settle down, and instead of planning out your next move here in FGA, you use this time to thank these insufferable idiots, and FINALLY hang up those boots?

At that there’s a scowl forming on the face of Iser after the submission expert blurts that last line out. The scowl has rapidly transformed into that well known sneer.

Seth Iser: That’s a real impressive speech there kid…real impressive. Happy birthday as well…

The biting sarcasm is obvious as the birthday line actually draws a snicker from the audience.

Seth Iser: Let me explain something to the twitter generation…that means you as well, Tapp. We don’t handle business with a tweet. I’m of a generation that would rather address it so everyone can see me…and I can’t hide from anything. And to be honest…I’m not one who lies to the public. I might be a rogue but I’ve never lied about who I am.

A rarity in that the audience is siding more with Iser then over someone but that’s what’s happening here.

Seth Iser: All this talk about settling down…and talk of I don’t have it anymore physically? Like I haven’t heard that bile for the last six years! But if you’re so worried about the physical aspect…don’t worry…I’ve actually wrestled a few matches already in MWE. I’m cleared…good and ready to go. But since you came up to me…let’s just get to the meat and bones. You…made a list…I’m on that list. You came here…on your goddamn birthday no less…hoping I’d come out. So obviously you want to face someone who literally helped redefine an entire style and generation of professional wrestling as you are aiming to do with your school and your actions. But…let me enlighten you on a little secret.

There’s a pause as he lets that hang for a moment but he’s making direct eye contact with Mr. Addams.

Seth Iser: This is a mental game, boy. It always has been, and it always will be and that’s what the majority of the people who sign up in this sport just don’t understand. It combines the physicality of the Roman Gladiators with the mental tactics of chess. That’s our sport. And people neglect the latter while just trying to embrace the former. I’m the ultimate chess master. I don’t have people calling me the Greatest Mind in the game because it just looks good on one of those damned t-shirts. So I know your abilities, physical and mental. I’ve been aware of them since before you even dropped my name on that wonderful little list of yours. But every wrestler has a weakness to their game. And I know yours as well…your ultimate achilles heel.

The sneer makes way to a sly smile at the end that exudes that confidence of something that he knows. Ⓣ frowns as he readjusts the King’s Road Championship on his shoulder. He raises an eyebrow and steps closer to Seth.

Ⓣ: Don’t you talk down to me. I’m one of, if not the absolute, best wrestlers wrestling today. You want to bring up my Academy? Well let’s talk about it. While you’ve been sitting on your ass, and putting on half assed performances, I’ve been reshaping the landscape of this business. And weaknesses?!?! You’re talking to me about weaknesses? Iser, I don’t have any weaknesses. Everyone doesn’t have subpar wrestling skills like you. Everyone here in Daytona Beach maybe, but not me. But you’re right about one thing. I did come here tonight hoping you’d show up. So I could tell you to your very face, that you’re not half the wrestler I am.

The sly smile vanishes on Iser for a moment as suddenly the intimidation factor turns up with that glare.

Seth Iser: You…are a terrible liar.

The glare remains after he’s just eyeballing the King’s Road Champion.

Seth Iser: And quite frankly…after winning that title over your shoulder, I thought you’d learn to care less about ‘star ratings’...but I’m a little disappointed in you to be honest. But if you think I’m lying to you about the weakness part…

There’s people perking up from the crowd and with that Seth finally turns his head toward the audience for a brief moment.

Seth Iser: No. We aren’t fighting here. That’s unprofessional and each of you know it. And I damn sure don’t fight for free.

Just like that…without going any further the audience has turned on Seth and booed him. There’s a smirk creeping on Iser’s face as he can’t fully help himself on that one.

Seth Iser: But back to you…if you believe the other half of what you’re saying and think I’m really full of it…it’s the old school way. We settle it in the ring. Find a date that’s appropriate and sign that damn contract. Or if you want me to follow you to one of your promotions…that’s fine as well. That’s arbitrary to someone like me…

Ⓣ chuckles softly into the microphone, seemingly amused with Seth’s trolling of the crowd. He steps backwards whilst wagging his finger, creating a bit of space between the two now.

Ⓣ: You’re on to something there. Who would’ve guessed? You’re NOT completely senile yet. But like you said. I don’t fight for free. So how about we do things like this. Seth Iser versus THE Symbol of Professional Wrestling, Best of Five. We hit up a few different spots, put a little bit of money in both of our pockets, and we get a definitive decision at the end of it all. What do you say Iser? You think that heap of junk you call a body can hold up?

There’s a similar chuckle from the elder statesman after he says that but he’s not breaking any eye contact.

Seth Iser: My God the kid’s an actual businessman.

After he says that, the chuckle vanishes and the steely cold glare is etched on his face.

Seth Iser: Alright, you’re on.

The crowd does cheer the acceptance of the challenge even though now they aren’t fond of either person in the ring. The coldness creeps back into his voice though.

Seth Iser: Just don’t take it personal when what I say comes to pass…

Colder than the other side of the pillow as he says this but Seth turns on his heel, not detecting any intent to attack from his new adversary and leaves the ring.

[FGA Office]

The scene opens with the familiar figure of Your Hero and Mine, Mark Storm.

Mark Storm: I did everything I could... put it all out there, wore my heart on my sleeve, but it still wasn't enough.

Storm shakes his head in disappointment, as Gregory Murphy lingers into the background of the frame.

Mark Storm: TJ Techniques deserves that FGA Fifteen Championship and I hope he holds onto it for a while longer. Do what you've got to do with Laura Perelli, and whoever comes after and so on... they'll come a day where we'll eventually meet again, with or without that title - and I promise you by that day - it won't be the same outcome.

A smirk plasters onto the face of Storm as he pauses, with a grin stretching onto the face of Murphy, who's rubbing his hands together in excitement.

Mark Storm: I've gotta do what I've gotta do now. I've got redemption on my mind already - things that I have to prove to myself, to those people out there watching me. I know there's tons of them. Some hoping for me to do something, others hoping that I fail. And with Julia Braddock, well I guess you could say we've got a score to settle. Last time out, I managed to beat the Kensington Knockout and that was after she bested me, beat me fair and square in her debut match, in her hometown. I congratulated you after that Julia, sung your praises but said that you and I, it wasn't over with and I meant it.

Storm stares into the lens intensely, directly speaking to Julia.

Mark Storm: I said that by the time we'd meet again, I'd beat you. Then by chance, the FGA Fifteen Championship tournament arrives - and in the first round, it was you and me, written in the stars - destined to do this dance again. And I beat you, Julia. Fair and square, in the middle of that ring - just like I said I would. That win over you, it fuelled me to make it all the way to the finals. I may not have won but it kickstarted a fire inside me that people thought had gone, even I had. I have to thank you for that too, but now that also means we have to do this dance one last time, to prove who is truly the better grappler. I know I'll have my work cut out for me, I know that you're going to give it everything you've got - but Julia, I've walked this road before, I've been to the depths of despair, wallowed in it and laid there for what seemed like eternity, before making my way back - ready to go again. This is who I am, and nights like these, were made for me. Tonight we'll show the world why we belong but also why we deserve to be amongst the stars, at the mountaintop. But only one of us can make it out the victor, Julia... and it's gonna be me.

The scene gradually fades to black.

[FGA Office]

We cut to the backstage area of the Ocean Center in Daytona Beach, Florida. There we spot “The Kensington Knockout” Julia Braddock. The beautiful blonde is dressed in her ring attire consisting of long black wrestling tights, a pink thigh length skirt, a matching pink top, and matching pink kick boots. Her long blonde hair hangs straight and unrestrained to past the shoulders. Braddock is sporting a new piece of hardware that she picked up since her last appearance in FGA; she is carrying the GCW Global Heavyweight Championship title belt over her right shoulder. A pleasant smile is spread across her lovely face.

Julia Braddock: How the hell are ya, Daytona?!

The crowd can be heard popping in the background.

Julia Braddock: It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? I made my debut at the Royal Battle, defeating Mark Storm and then putting on a heck of an effort in that rumble match later on in the night. My next FGA appearance was at Vertigo when I fought Mark Storm for a second straight time. Since then, well, I haven’t been around. Not for lack of desire. I’m always ready for a good fight. But while I was away, I did pick up a little piece of hardware…

The Kensington Knockout pats the championship belt draped over her shoulder.

Julia Braddock: Yeah, for those who follow my career you already know what I’ve been up to. For those who don’t, well, let’s just say I’ve been busy slapping a loud mouth harpy silly, making her tap out, and then taking this championship belt away from her. Once again I am The Face of GCW. But if you think that this piece of success has gone to my head and made me forget about FGA then you’ve got another thing coming. That’s why I am right here tonight, ready to finish this trilogy, ready to settle things once and for all between myself and “Not My Hero” Mark Storm. And I wouldn’t want to do this anywhere else than right here in Daytona!

Braddock smirks knowingly.

Julia Braddock: Y’know, I love Florida, partially because my older sister lives here. I made sure Glory Braddock and my beautiful nieces, Melinda and Dawn, all got great tickets for this event right here in Daytona for the completion of a trilogy.

Braddock chuckles softly.

Julia Braddock: Ironic, since I’ve been with FGA the only opponent I’ve ever had so far is Mark Storm. Yeah, yeah, I was in that rumble match, and that ‘s all well and good, but as far as a straight up classic one on one encounter, I have only got to fight just the one man, just you Mark. We fought at Royal Battle, we fought in the 15 Championship Tournament, and after those two fights we are even at one win apiece. Now understand that I am one of the very best students of the game. I always do my homework. Although with you I don’t think I have to do much homework, do I? We’ve fought twice already. I’m not sure there’s much else either of us can pull out of the old bag of tricks to surprise the other. Then again, I have made a career out of surprising people. I have made a career out of shocking the world. And Mark, if you think you are going to get one over on The Kensington Knockout, if you think you are going to get the better of this trilogy, then you have another thing coming.

The blonde pauses for a moment to let her words sink in.

Julia Braddock: Being a student of the game means keeping track of your opponents. It means paying very close attention to how they operate inside the ring and always looking for a weakness. I may not have been booked these past few weeks but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t paying attention to you, Mark. I watched how you not once but TWICE came close to becoming 15 Champion. A part of me was hoping you actually would have won it, because that would have meant our trilogy match would have been for the title, and when I beat you I could have picked up yet another piece of hardware. But then again, if and when I beat you here tonight, considering how close you came to winning that title, maybe I will make enough of an impression upon management to earn my shot anyway?

The Kensington Knockout shrugs her shoulders.

Julia Braddock: Who knows? But I’m not focused on any of that, at least not right now. And yet as proud as I am of being the GCW Global Champion, that isn’t on my mind either. Not tonight, not right now. I am laser focused on only one task and only on one man…

She points a finger at the camera.

Julia Braddock: That man is you, Mark. And that task is to defeat you here tonight. Looking back at the legendary boxing trilogies you think of Muhammad Ali and Joe Frazier, you think of Riddick Bowe and Evander Holyfield, you think of Manny Paquiao and Erik Morales. And in each of those trilogies who do you remember most? You remember the person who was victorious. You remember the competitor, who against all odds, fought back and proved beyond the shadow of a doubt who really was the better competitor. In Braddock-Storm 3, I am going to erase all doubt. I am going to prove that between the two of us, I am the better competitor. I am going to outwrestle you, I am going to outclass you, and I am going to win. When this trilogy is over, the people will look back at this trilogy and forever remember the name Julia Braddock. They will remember this trilogy as the springboard to my stardom in FGA.

Braddock smirks.

Julia Braddock: I’m back, FGA. I’m better than ever. Pay close attention to what I do to Mark Storm here tonight, because tonight is just a preview of coming attractions, a preview of what I have in store for anyone and everyone that I have to fight along the way. FGA can line them up, I will knock them all down, and it begins tonight when I knock Mark Storm down for good.

[FGA Office]

Mark Storm vs. Julia Braddock

The lights dim as several spotlights shine down upon the entrance ramp. The opening chords of "Gets Me Through" by Ozzy Osbourne begins to play over the PA system. The lights all come on. The tron flashes to life and the words "Her Royal Majesty" appears on the tron only to be set ablaze and burn away in a fire, almost as if Rome itself were burning. The words "The Queen is dead" appear in its place. Then Julia Braddock steps out onto the stage decked out in her wrestling attire, looking ready to go.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from London, England! Weighing in at 110 pounds! She is "The Kensington Knockout" JULIA BRADDOCK!

Julia goes to one side of the stage and pumps her fists in the air to encourage them to cheer loudly which gets a positive reaction. She goes to the other side of the stage and does the same, also getting a positive reaction. Julia then turns towards the ramp and charges towards the ring. Julia hops up onto the ring apron and then jumps over the top rope and into the ring. Braddock goes to each corner and hops up to the top, posing for the fans. Julia steps to the center of the ring and waits on the match to begin.

Kris Cruise: We’ve just heard from both competitors, Stephy. This saga is all tied up at one apiece. This is the tiebreaker. Who do you see winning this one?

Stephy Auger: I think that the person that wins this one is the person that won the last time. Mark Storm. I think that Gregory Murphy is going to make sure Storm keeps the momentum rolling for his guys tonight.

Short Change Hero by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down. Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words;

A massive pop ensues as emerging from the back is Your Hero and Mine, Mark Storm; who keeps himself composed as he stands at the top of the entrance ramp. He can't help but allow his sadistic signature smirk to appear upon his lips as he closes his eyes and spreads his arms out wide, soaking in the energy that the audience are giving him as they applaud and cheer.

J.A. Aldridge: Her opponent, hailing from New York, Brooklyn! Weighing in a two hundred and twenty five pounds! He is "Your Hero, and Mine"... MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM!

He begins his walk down the entrance ramp, swaggering his way down.

This ain't no place for no hero.
This ain't no place for no better man.
This ain't no place for no hero
To call "home."

At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the cheers coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring. He heads over to his designated corner and hoisting himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.

​​Kris Cruise: Mark Storm has been impressive since his return to FGA. The man seems to have found his groove again. But as you saw by the title that Braddock was holding backstage, she’s been on fire, too.

Stephy Auger: I’ll give her that. But the one time she beat Storm, she had the hometown crowd behind her. Braddock is a long way from home here tonight, Cruise.

The bell sounds as Storm and Braddock start things off with a lock up. Braddock is quick to gain the advantage with a quick arm drag out of the collar-and-elbow. Storm rolls over to a knee and rubs his chin before returning to a vertical base. He sizes up Braddock before heading back over for another lock up. This time, Storm starts to muscle Braddock back until Braddock brings him down with another quick arm drag. Storm rolls over to his knees before looking over at Braddock. Gregory Murphy can be seen on the outside slapping the apron to get Storm's attention. Murphy motions for Storm to do something. Whatever it is, Storm nods. Storm gets back to his feet and heads over to Braddock before locking up. After jockeying for position, Storm muscles Braddock across the ring and into the corner. The ref is quick to give both grapplers until the count of five to break it up.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Storm and Braddock make a clean break. Storm then quickly throws out a a Rolling Elbow, but Braddock slips out of the way. When Storm turns around, Braddock throws out a knife edge chop, but Storm ducks out of the way. When Braddock turns around, Storm hoists her up onto the top turnbuckle. Storm motions to shove Braddock to the outside, but Braddock knocks him back with a right front kick to the face. Storm shakes off the blow, rushes back in and gets knocked back with a left front kick to the face. Storm shakes off the blow, rushes back in and gets knocked down with a double front kick to the face. When Storm gets back to his feet, Braddock jumps off the middle ropes and plants him with a diving Tornado DDT! The cheers continue as she makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Storm kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Braddock got the better of that exchange there.

Stephy Auger: Storm’s pretty much the only opponent she’s faced one on one since joining FGA. She pretty much knows him like the back of her hand now.

Braddock picks up Storm, wrenches the arm and delivers multiple knife edge chops before whipping him into the ropes. When Storm returns, Braddock brings him down with a drop toe hold, rolls across his back and applies a grounded side headlock.

Kris Cruise: Smart move there by Braddock to try and keep Storm on the ground. She isn’t going to win a striking battle with Storm.

The ref gets down and asks Storm if he wants to give up. Storm refuses. He then battles back to his feet, takes Braddock and goes for a belly to back suplex. Braddock ends up rolling over his shoulder, landing on her feet and doubling him over when he turns around with a boot to the midsection. She then hits the ropes, comes back and throws out a Scissors Kick. Storm slips out of the way, grabs Braddock from behind, turns and chucks her through the ropes to the floor. Storm quickly takes off into the far ropes. He picks up speed as he runs across the ring. The crowd gasps when he goes for a topé con hilo! Braddock runs out of the way. But Storm, somehow, lands on his feet!

Kris Cruise: What athleticism from Mark Storm! I thought he was toast when Braddock moved out of the way!

Stephy Auger: He’s lucky he didn’t blow a knee out on that landing!

Braddock looks at the fans in the front row and notices that they're pointing behind her. When she turns around, Storm brings her down with a Sling Blade!

Kris Cruise: Braddock thought she was free and in the clear!

Stephy Auger: NOT!

Storm picks up Braddock and whips her hard into the guardrail. Braddock writhes in pain against the rail before Storm sends her flipping over the rail into the crowd with a yakuza kick! Storm reaches over, grabs Braddock and pulls her across the guardrail before planting her with a rail-hung DDT!

Kris Cruise: Storm got her bell rung on that DDT!

Stephy Auger: There isn’t that much padding out there. I know she’s hurting.

Braddock gets rolled back inside before Storm rolls back in. He then drags Braddock away from the ropes before making the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Braddock gets the shoulder up.

Storm picks up Braddock and whips her into the ropes. Braddock returns off the rebound until a kitchen sink sends her flipping down to the mat. Storm then hits the ropes, returns and flattens her with a sliding dropkick. He makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Storm picks up Braddock and moves her into the corner. The crowd cheers when he cracks her across the chest with a hard knife edge chop. A second knife edge chop echoes throughout the arena. After a third knife edge chop doubles Braddock over, Storm stands her up and unleashes machine gun chops. The cheers continue as Storm follows up with a rolling kesagiri chop! A second rolling Kesagiri chop connects! He then takes Braddock, delivers an irish whip, follows her across the ring and connects with a discus lariat in the corner! Storm follows up with repeated clothesline to the point of exhaustion. He doubles over and rests his hands on his knees while he tries to get his second wind. This provides an opening for Braddock, who quickly grabs him and bringing him down with a swinging neckbreaker. She makes the cover.

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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Braddock was quick to take advantage of that opening, but she only gets two.

Braddock picks up Storm and doubles him over with two knee strikes to the midsection before hitting the ropes. She returns off the rebound and throws out another scissors kick. Again, Storm slips out of the way. He quickly takes control of Braddock's back, lifts her up and throws her down with a Face Mat Slam! NO! Braddock counters with a bulldog! Braddock muscles him over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Storm reverses an irish whip, sending Braddock into the ropes. He sets up for a back body drop on the return, but Braddock hurdles over him before continuing to run the ropes. Braddock returns before Storm turns around and leapfrogs over her. Braddock continues to run the ropes. Storm turns around and leapfrogs over her again. NO! Braddock catches him and counters with an inverted atomic drop. Braddock then nails Storm with a superkick. After a superkick to the midsection doubles Storm over, Braddock finally brings him down with a scissors kick! The cheers continue as she pulls Storm over for the cover.

ONE!
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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Another nearfall for Braddock.

Stephy Auger: She’s got Storm on the ropes. I can feel it. He can't take much more of this.

Braddock takes Storm and whips him hard into the corner. Storm crashes sternum-first into the top turnbuckle and stumbles back until a spinning heel kick to the back of the head knocks him down! The cheers continue as Braddock pulls Storm back to his feet before bringing him down with a Reverse DDT! She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Braddock continues to go after the head and neck, but she only gets another two count.

Stephy Auger: SHe’s still softening him up, though. One more well-timed blow could be the one that puts him down for the count.

Braddock heads into the corner and hoists herself up to the middle ropes. Once Storm gets up and turns around, the crowd cheers when Braddock brings him down with the Kensington Knockout (Blockbuster)! Storm turns over and tries to push himself up, but Braddock is right there to drive him face-first into the mat with the Excommunication (Curb Stomp)! She pushes Storm over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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NO!

The crowd applauds when Storm gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Storm’s showing just how tough he is here by beating the three count.

Stephy Auger: I think Braddock is ready to finally put this one away.

Braddock picks up Storm, hooks his arms and turns around. She's about to drop him with the Vow of Chastity (Unprettier) when Storm slips out and pushes her towards the ropes. As soon as Braddock bounces off the ropes, Storm is right there to connect with a bicycle knee! Braddock drops to a knee as Storm hits the ropes. Storm picks up speed as he runs back across the ring before blasting Braddock in the side of the head with another bicycle knee strike!

Kris Cruise: Knee to Kill!

The last knee knocks Braddock through the ropes to the floor. Braddock tries to shake out the cobwebs as she tries to pick herself up off the floor. As soon as Braddock returns to a vertical base, the crowd cheers when Storm takes her out with an over the corner slingshot into a springboard moonsault to the outside!

Kris Cruise: What a dive by Storm!

Storm takes Braddock and rolls her back inside. He then slides back in, hoists Braddock up off the mat and throws her down with a deadlift gutwrench sitout powerbomb! NO! Braddock counters with a hurricanrana! NO! Storm blocks, leaving her hanging upside down. He slowly pulls Braddock fully back up onto his shoulders, raises her even higher and throws her down with an elevated powerbomb!

Storm reaches down, grabs Braddock by the writs and unleashes Kill Storm Kill (Double wristlock to a grounded opponent followed by multiple stomps to the opponent's chest, face, and head)!

​​Kris Cruise: He’s stomping the hell out of Braddock!

Stephy Auger: This doesn’t look good for her!

Storm keeps control of Braddock's wrists and yanks her back up to her feet. He then lifts Braddock up onto his shoulders before driving her down with Heroes End (One-handed electric chair driver)!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

The crowd cheers as “Short Change Hero” hits the speakers.

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

The cheers continue as Storm gets his arm raised in victory.

Kris Cruise: Mark Storm wins the deciding tiebreaker as he picks up the victory over Julia Braddock.

Stephy Auger: Those two went back and forth. It could’ve gone either way. I really thought Braddock was about to pull it out in the end. But Storm found away to come away with a victory.

[FGA Office]

It’s the night of the highly anticipated FGA event, GRAPLAND! We are live from The Ocean Center arena in Daytona, Florida and we are joined backstage by the number one contender for the Legacy Championship tonight, Antoinette. She’s dressed in her gold, black and white sequined gear with her FGA hoodie covered over herself. The young woman has the biggest smile on her face standing in front of the cameras, as she bounces up and down clearly overly hyped for her opportunity tonight.

Antoinette: Hellllloooooo Dayyyytona!!!!

Antoinette shouts, jumping up and down as the fans in attendance are cheering on the young hopeful challenger.

Antoinette: Words cannot explain how excited I am to go out there in front of all of you wonderful earthlings and give you one of the best matches you’ve ever seen! Tonight, I get to fulfill my legacy in this company by becoming the new FGA Legacy Champion! Leading up to this point I’ve given it my all proving that I belong here in this company. I know some of them look at me and how long I’ve been here and they can argue that I don’t have much to show for it..

She frowns, looking down to the side.

Antoinette: They could argue that I’m barely remembered on the roster, that I haven’t done anything worth remembering and that I’m not going far. Ever since coming back to this company I’ve made it my mission to push myself and show you all just who the fire ant is inside of me! I’ve been so blessed and restful to have such an amazing home in this company like I’ve had for so long, but now it’s time for the next steps of my future here. I’ve looked up to many of those who held this prestigious championship before, such as athletes like Chaz Holiday, Fuji, Noelle, Salem, Izzy, Lowri, heck… my good pal Sparrow!!

Ant smiles wide and gives a wink to the camera as she names her friend amongst others she’s looked up, before focusing in on the cameras.

Antoinette: But now? It’s my turn to write my own bit of history around here.. and I think it’s the perfect time to do so. Getting here was no day in the park. I had to wrestle some of the best and even go up against two people who are like family to me. But.. in the end? I did what I needed to do to move forward to get to what I want and what I deserve. And trust me, it took a moment to feel even the slightest of that feeling. But honestly? I deserve to feel that way and more! I’ve taken the time to really work on my skills and nobody can tell me that when they watch me in that ring? That they can see that. I took time away to get better for not only myself, but each and every single one of the people that buy a t shirt or poster or make a kandi bracelet! I wrestle each and every single night out there for those people who do all of those things because THEY are the reason I am here and get to do what I love to do every single night, in the place that I love.

Antoinette smiles as she stands tall looking into the cameras as she nods her head.

Antoinette: But… tonight? This one will not be easy, ANTNATION. Honestly? It will probably be one of the toughest challenges of my career! Logan Alexander is going to push to me to the limit… but the fire ant is going to push back!!

Antoinette smiles as she nods her head in confidence.

Antoinette: I’ve come way too far to lose everything in one night and I refuse to leave DAYYYYTONAAAA Florida without giving you the fight of your life Mr. Alexander! You see, one thing about me is that I will never give up. No matter what! No matter how far you push me no matter how hard you beat me down, I’ll always get back up and keep fighting for what I believe in and what I believe is that I’m continuing my mission and walking out of the Ocean Center with the Legacy Championship! I’ve watched you for a while now, I’ve had this championship on my mind ever since I came back to FGA and I fought for my position to challenge you for it! I had to go through two women who are like sisters to me to get to be here and I’m not going home without it! I know that I have what it takes to not only step toe to toe with the greatest but to also put up when the time calls for it. I hope you were watching real closely lately because if you thought my performances lately were impressive? You have another thing coming for what I have planned tonight!

Antoinette shouts, before nodding her head.

Antoinette: I want this more than anything… but that isn’t going to be enough and I know that. I’ve been working hard and studying and brushing up new skills and I think it’s time FGA got their very own fire CHAMPIANT!

She smirks, before looking into the camera lens.

Antoinette: Chaz Holiday…Joshua Black… Mirage..Fujiko Mine..Noelle Smith..Izzy Anders..Annie Zellor..Salem Cartier..Dom Harter.. AMIRA..Sadie San Francisco..Jaelynn Ramsey.. Lowri Moss…Marlon Cure..Piper Lennon..Ace Voltage.. Mighty Miiiiiighty Sparrow… Logan Alexander…

Antoinette stops, holds her finger up pointing up before she licks her lips slowly.

Antoinette: ANTOINETTE!! Doesn’t that have a good ring to it? I’m next… WATCH WHAT I DO!

Antoinette shouts before she jumps up and down again, letting out a loud scream hyping herself up as she exits the scene.

[FGA Office]

Caroline Dallins: Babybird, I’ve taken the liberty of writing a ‘thank you’ letter for HENNY. He did basically wrestle a handicap match on your behalf. If you weren’t such a selfish bitch about your tag ins and had actually given some fight to Owen and Gareth, I’m pretty sure you would have had a better showing.

Backstage at the Ocean Center, Caroline Dallins is talking up the tag match at Vertigo 97. She’s dressed tonight in a black and red number, but the same cut as her usual dress suits. Comparatively, Sparrow is dressed in some ring gear that is bespoke of blue and yellow, with a massive globe surrounded by a sunburst on one of his knee pads. The other knee pad simply reads ‘Sparrow’ in gold, over modest blue-teal like the rest of the gear. Sparrow seems to be paying Caroline absolutely no mind whatsoever. He simply continues, staring ahead. His fingers have bridged up under his jawline as he seems to be thinking about his match.

His manager seems to be completely unaware of her client’s pensive, cool state.

Caroline Dallins: I just want to tell you though, that I’m disappointed in you personally. There you had the time to shine in Huntsville. What do you do? You let HENNY do all the work. You know, I thought at the very least Sparrow that you liked wrestling, that you enjoyed showing what you were the best at. Now look at where we’ve gone, how we got here. Fights you’ve tried to pick with Gareth, an unfinished match with Owen, and you know what? Let’s call a spade a spade? HENNY would have been a little bit more willing to work with you and maybe not even cracked you in the head if you hadn’t so disrespectfully eliminated him at the Royal Battle at the UK.

Sparrow simply...Doesn’t respond. No glance of resignation, no anger, no frustration. The West Indian Whirlwind, the fifth double-champion to be standing in FGA, he just...Does nothing. He says not a word at his manager. He just continues to let her speak and talk and yap gums without nary a word.

Caroline Dallins: I wanted to believe that you knew what you were doing but it has come to me that you...You are pretty much going to throw this Fatal Four-Way, aren’t you? You know, I thought you would have liked to be U.S. Champion, I mean who would at this current day and time, but--

Sparrow slowly stands up and this causes the ring veteran to stop speaking a moment. Her eyebrow raises delicately, but before she can even react...?

The former FGA 15 champion embraces her. He hugs her close, in such a way that Caroline looks entirely disarmed. His hands slowly raise up to her cheekbones and for a moment anyone watching at home is reminded that the younger sibling is much larger and more stronger looking than the older sibling. He cups her face, making sure to look her in eye. There’s a single, small smile on Sparrow’s face.

Sparrow: Caroline.

He whispered it slow, still cradling her face in his hands. The scene began to grow uncomfortable, at least for the manager as she began to try and pull her face away. The crowd watching this however could be heard cheering Sparrow on for whatever he was about to inflict on his manager.

Sparrow: I have been wanting to beat Gareth from the moment he emerged out to make what might have been a Match of The Night, about himself. Especially where Chris Madison was concerned. I have been...Counting down the hours, days, weeks, and months until there was time to face Owen again and in an actual match no less to show my growth. I don’t know if you could tell how much that was important to me, and how much beating both of them would mean to me. HENNY has put himself on that list of people I just want to beat now, just because. Just because you think it’s funny, just because he seems to be in on whatever long-running joke you’ve been living off.

Sparrow snorted. He seems to not realize his hands have squeezed harder as Caroline continues to faintly pull at his arms, eyes widening in a mix of embarrassment and...Worry?

Sparrow: Y’know, the one where I continue to let you do your thing and run this bit of terrorizing my life into the ground, just because you are family? You are seeming like you’re havin’ a whole lot of fun with him. All the jokes and the ‘Cordy and HENNY’ should do Dynamic Duos, and so on. Great. Hilarious.

The West Indian Whirlwind spoke low and slow.

Sparrow: You are testing what little patience and love for you that I have left. The 97th episode of Vertigo? That was strike one. Don’t get to strike three. Especially where that United States championship is concerned.

He finally pulled away, brokering no time or want to hear her argue. She rubbed her jawline as Sparrow disappeared, glaring a hole in the back of his head.

Caroline Dallins: Why don’t you--

Quick as a flash, the former FGA 15 champion was already back on-screen, face-to-face with his manager.

Sparrow: Why don’t I...What?

Caroline Dallins: Why don’t you wait for me. Your match is...Coming up soon.

Sparrow: I’ll come back here. I just want to watch how TJ turns Laura’s crown into an enema from the curtain...And remember.

He holds up a finger.

Sparrow: Strike one.

With that he turns and walks away from her, leaving Caroline with a glare at him.

[FGA Office]

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VERTIGO E97

The cameras cut to TJ Techniques. He's still visibly sweaty from his match just a little bit ago against Erin Mariani. But he's also visibly pissed about Laura Perelli's latest stunt. He narrows his eyes as he recalls the events from early tonight... before breaking out into a chuckle? A "man oh man..." escapes his lips before he runs his hands down his face. The Funky Technician turns his attention to the camera.

TJ Techniques: ​​I don't know why y'all keep messin' with me. I don't know why y'all think TJ Techniques is for play-play. Laura, I don't know who gassed you up. I don't know who gassed you. But whichever one of your dumbass friends told you that this was a good idea, you need to fire them because they just set you up for failure.

TJ shakes his head with disgust at the camera.

TJ Techniques: ​​To think that it didn't have to be like this. It ain't have to be like this at all. If you had come correct and came at me with respect... if you had came at me on some "so TJ, I see you're the 15 Champion now. I do have a win over you from before, so how about we run it back? This time, with your new title on the line?"... if you had came at me like that? You wanna know what I would've said? "Aight, bet". I honestly would've. Everything would've been cool. Everything would've been peace. But now? Now? To hell with peace and, more importantly, to hell with Laura Perelli!

TJ spits on the ground.

TJ Techniques: ​​You know, it's clear to me that you were never raised right. It's clear to me that your parents did a piss poor job of raisin' you. Now I don't like to bring family into it. I keep my attacks on the person or the people standin' across the ring from me. But my God, your parents have to be kickin' themselves right now because when they look at you and see how you act, they know that they f*cked up. They probably let your little bad ass run around... just doin' whatever the hell you want. And here you are, 20 some odd years later, still actin' entitled, still actin' like the world owes you everything. Hell, your damn nickname is La Principessa. It explains everything...

The 15 Champion throws his hands up over Perelli's actions.

TJ Techniques: ​​Last time I wrestled on an FGA pay per view, it was at an event called Grapple Kingdom. Let me tell you somethin'. When you think back to that match against Cassius, the last thing that comes to mind is "grappling". The last thing that comes to mind is "wrestling". The first thing that comes to mind is someone gettin' stomped out! After Grapland, the same thing will be said about this match with you! Y'all know me. Y'all know I like to talk my talk. But I'm also humble enough to give credit where it's do and big up my opponents. This time? Nah, there's no respect for you because you don't deserve respect! You don’t deserve my respect! You don't deserve my handshake! What you deserve, Laura, is to get that head bust!

TJ punches the palm of his hand with his fist.

TJ Techniques: ​​To you, Laura, when you step though that curtain and you look out in front of you, you see a ring. You see a 18 x 18... 20 x 20 canvas that you can create beautiful, beautiful art on. Not me. When I step through those curtains on pay per view, I'm not gon' see a ring. I'm not gon' see a canvas to create art on. What I'm gon' see, Laura, is the Killing Fields. Trust me when I tell you this: when I get your ass out there in them Killing Fields...

TJ motions for the cameraman to zoom in. He does just that.

TJ Techniques: ​​Your ass... belongs... to me.

[FGA Office]

FGA 15 CHAMPIONSHIP
(c) TJ Techniques vs. Laura Perelli

The arena goes dark for just a moment, as the opening riffs to Voodoo Johnson's "United Divided" play through the PA, before the white lights are replaced by swirling blue and yellow replacements.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the FGA 15 CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger! Hailing from Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 127 pounds, this is LAURAAAAA PERRELLIIIIIIIII!

“United Divided” continues to play while the camera is fixed on the entrance way. But there’s still no sign of the challenger.

Kris Cruise: This is a little odd, don’t you think.

Stephy Auger: Don’t worry. She’s just building the anticipation. Though don’t you think it’s weird that they’re making the champ come out first?

Kris Cruise: Stop it, Stephy. You and I both know that Perelli has no legitimate claim to the 15 Championship.

Stephy Auger: I don’t know, Cruise. Possession is nine tenths of the law, you know?

The music dies down before being restarted.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, LAURAAAAA PERRELLIIIIIIIII!

Once again, there’s still no sign of Perelli. After another 10 seconds or so, the music cuts off. The lights return back to it’s normal setting. The crowd murmurs as the challenger is conspicuous by her absence.

Kris Cruise: Perelli should be out here by now.

Stephy Auger: You don’t think TJ got to her backstage?

Kris Cruise: With the stunts that Perelli has pulled recently? I can’t say that she didn’t have it coming.

♫ Step into a world (Klaka klaka, klaka klaka!)
Where there's no one left (Buku, buku! Alla de massive!)
But the very best (Klaka, bo bo, BDP crew, bo bo bo bo!)
No MC can test [*cut and scratch of KRS saying "but one"*] ♫

The beat kicks in as "Step Into a World (Rapture’s Delight)" starts to knock through the speakers. The music slows all the way down before coming to a stop. This leave the crowd in a state of confusion. They're even more confused when the arena lights shut off.

Kris Cruise: What’s going on now?

Stephy Auger: How many times are the lights going to turn off unannounced? Or maybe, just maybe, it wasn't TJ that got to Perelli backstage. Maybe it was Perelli that got to him! I bet he got beat up in the halls and is too ashamed to show his face.

Kris Cruise: Oh please.

The crowd murmurs as they're unsure what has happened. Seconds later, the "Kill Bill Siren" blares throughout the arena as the house lights pulsate.

Kris Cruise: Uh oh!

Once the siren ends, the arena becomes engulfed in darkness as "The Truth" by Beanie Sigel pumps through the speakers. The lights in the arena come back on at the start of the first verse. Standing at the entrance way is TJ Techniques. Dressed in a black leather jacket, black t-shirt, black leather gloves, black cargo pants, black leather boots and Dead Presidents facepaint.

J.A. Aldridge: Her opponent, hailing from Staten Island, New York! Weighing in at 197 pounds! He is the reigning... defending... FGA 15 Champion... He is "The Funky Technician" TJ TECHNIQUES!

​​Kris Cruise: We saw what happened the last time TJ wore that facepaint. It was at Grapple Kingdom 4 and let me tell you, Stephy, that was not a good night for Cassius Reed.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, well, Laura Perelli isn’t Cassius Reed. She’s better than Cassius Reed! No disrespect to Cassius, of course.

Kris Cruise: Nice save.

TJ stomps up the steps before making his way to the ring. He makes a beeline over to the official with outstretched arms. He’s wondering what the hell is up. But the ref is just as confused as TJ is regards to Perelli’s absence.

Kris Cruise: I don’t know where Laura Perelli is. But she is in danger of losing this match via forfeit if she doesn’t get herself out here quick.

The arena goes dark for just a moment, as the opening riffs to Voodoo Johnson's "United Divided" play through the PA, before the white lights are replaced by swirling blue and yellow replacements. A few seconds pass, though, and it’s only when the drum beat kicks in that the curtain is pushed aside, and Laura Perelli comes spinning through, immediately spreading her arms out wide, a sly little smile on her face as she glances out into the arena. She holds her spot in the center of the stage, rolling her neck out to either side before unstrapping the 15 Championship belt from around her waist, raising it up overhead.

Kris Cruise: You’ve got to be kidding me!

Stephy Auger: Like I said, Cruise, the champ always comes out last!

Kris Cruise: “Champ” my you know what…

There’s more than a second of her relishing holding the belt up before she drapes it over her shoulder, only making her way down the ramp when she’s good and ready.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, LAURAAAAA PERRELLIIIIIIIII!

Gripping the title with one hand, Laura’s not exactly in a particular hurry, as she more saunters down the ring, occasionally glancing to either side of her to take in the fans at the aisleway. It’s never for more than a moment or two, though, as the most regard Laura’s willing to give is a little tilt of the head to one fan in particular trying to get her attention--whatever he may have been saying, it didn’t do much to faze her, and she just continues to move on. TJ is seen pacing back and forth while he impatiently waits for Perelli.

Stephy Auger: Look at him, Cruise. He’s falling right into Perelli’s trap.

Kris Cruise: I have to agree. Although I’m not sure it’s wise to antagonize TJ Techniques.

At her own pace, she reaches the end of the ramp, and one fan in particular seems to catch her attention--for a moment, at least--as she takes a second to flaunt the belt on her shoulder to him. She eventually reaches the ring steps, pausing with one boot on the bottom step, closing her eyes for just a second before quickly jogging up onto the apron, casually wiping the soles of her boots off before spinning around to face the crowd--if only to smirk a little bit, and raise her title up again.

Stephy Auger: Look at the champ, Cruise. She’s basking in her glory!

Kris Cruise: How many times must I say this, Stephy. She’s not the champion!

Before she can turn and swing herself through the ropes, the crowd cheers when Techniques runs over and connects with a front dropkick, knocking Perelli off the apron to the floor!

Stephy Auger: Hey!

Perelli picks herself up off the floor. As soon as she turns around, Techniques hurls himself through the ropes and knocks her down with a suicide dive!

Kris Cruise: TJ put everything behind that suicide dive!

Techniques slides back into the ring before taking off into the far ropes. The Funky Technician picks up speed as he runs back across the ring. The cheers continue as he leaps through the ropes and knocks Perelli back down with a second suicide dive!

Kris Cruise: Down goes Perelli again!

Stephy Auger: How dare him attack her from behind! She wasn’t ready!

Techniques pulls Perelli back up before rolling back inside and taking off into the far ropes. When Techniques returns, he flips over the top rope and knocks Perelli down with a topé con hiro! NO! Perelli slips down of the way and swats him down! The crowd boos when Techniques lands back-first on the floor!

Stephy Auger: Looks like the pool was empty on that one! AH HA HA!

Perelli picks up Techniques and rams him hard back-first against the side of the ring. She then turns and rams Techniques back-first against the guardrail. The boos continue as Techniques gets rammed back-first against the side of the ring before getting rammed back-first against the guardrail.

Kris Cruise: Perelli’s going after his back!

Stephy Auger: As she should!

Perelli picks up "her" 15 Championship, runs over and nails Techniques with a belt shot to the face, sending him flipping over the guardrail and into the crowd.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Kris Cruise: Oh come on!

Stephy Auger: What? The match hasn't even started yet! She can't be disqualified!

Perelli taunts the crowd as she circles the ring with her arms spread out.

Kris Cruise: Oh yeah! She’s real big and bad!

Stephy Auger: Finally, you’re starting to see it!

Kris Cruise: …

Perelli completes her lap around the ring before grabbing Techniques and pulling him over the guardrail. She then rolls him back inside before sliding back in. The bell finally sounds with both grapplers into the ring. She then takes Techniques, drags him over towards the center of the ring. She then puts her foot on his chest for the disrespectful cover while giving the crowd a ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ shrug.

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Techniques swats Perelli's foot off his chest.

Perelli looks down and narrows her eyes before she puts her foot on his chest for another cover.

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Techniques swats Perelli's foot off his chest again.

The crowd boos when Perelli mounts herself on top of Techniques before raining down forearm strikes to the face. She then picks up Techniques, hammerlocks the arm, runs towards the corner and throws him shoulder-first into the turnbuckles. Techniques stumbles back before Perelli brings him down with a belly to back hammerlock suplex. The boos continue as Perelli pulls Techniques back up before sending him down shoulder-first to the mat with an arm wringer. She then drops down, pulls Techniques over onto his back and makes the cover.

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Techniques gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: this match has been all Perelli after that cheap shot with the belt.

Stephy Auger: You want to talk about a cheap shot!? Let’s talk about Chance The Grappler over there dropkicking Perelli before she could even get in the ring.

Perelli pulls Techniques back to is feet and doubles him over with a knee strike to the midsection. After a European Uppercut knocks him upright, Perelli brings him back down with a double knee armbreaker. She then pulls Techniques up to a seated position before taking off into the ropes. Perelli returns off the rebound before flattening Techniques with a Sliding D. The boos continue when Techniques gets pulled back up to a seated position before getting flattened with another Sliding D! Perelli pulls him back up to a another seated position before hitting the ropes. Perelli runs past him as she continues to run the ropes. When she returns, La Principessa flattens him with a Penalty Kick to the shoulder! She makes the cover.

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Techniques kicks out.

Perelli takes Techniques, heads into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. The boos continue as Perelli sends him slumping down in the corner with repeated forearms to the face. She then backs all the way up to nearly the opposite corner. Perelli then charges forward before squashing him in the corner with another Sliding D! NO! The crowd cheers when Techniques slips to the outside, causing Perelli to crash into the corner!

Kris Cruise: Perelli missed TJ got out of the way in time!

Stephy Auger: NOOOO!

Perelli immediately clutches her arm as she rolls out to the apron. Around the corner, Techniques pulls himself back up using the edge of the apron before slipping back into the ring. Perelli continues to favor the arm as she slowly picks herself back up on the apron. The moment she turns around, Techniques knocks her of the apron to the floor with a triangle shoulder block!

Techniques picks himself up on the outside and starts pacing back and forth. The pacing comes to a stop when he sees Perelli picking herself up out of the corner of his eyes. Techniques then runs towards the ring posts before leaping through the turnbuckle hooks and planting Perelli with a Torpedo DDT on the floor!

Techniques picks up Perelli and marches over towards the timekeeper area. He can be seen motioning for J.A. Aldridge to get out of the way. Once Aldridge gets out of dodge, he shoves Perelli down onto the chair before nailing Perelli with a flurry of right hands. The raucous crowd near the front row egg him on to keep throwing fists. Some even micic him with shadow punches as he continues to beat down on La Principessa with strikes. The cheers continue as Techniques marches all the way down to the far side of the ringside area. He then turns, points down at Perelli and takes off before nailing her with a Buck 50 (running face wash in the corner), sending her ace-first into the guardrail!

Kris Cruise: TJ nearly kicked her head right off!

Techniques takes a groggy Perelli and rolls her back inside. He then leaps up to the apron before coming back inside with a Topé Atomico across her. TJ isn't ready for a cover though. Instead, he whips Perelli into the corner. The Funky Technician takes off across the ring before sending her slumping down in the corner with a Rolling Koppu Kick. Perelli remains seated before Techniques comes off the ropes and nails her with another Buck 50. A third Buck 50 connects. Techniques takes off into the far ropes, picks up speed on the return and nails her with a fourth Buck 50! This one knocks Perelli halfway onto the bottom rope.

Kris Cruise: Look at Perelli! I doubt she even knows where she is right now!

Stephy Auger: Laura, please!

Techniques starts to pace back and forth across the ring. The pacing comes to a stomp when he sees Perelli trying to pick herself up on the apron. Techniques then runs over and connects with a spinning leg sweep, sending Perelli face-first to the apron before she falls to the floor.

Techniques steps out to the apron and yells at Perelli to get up. The moment Perelli gets back to her feet, Techniques runs over and knocks her down with an apron pump kick. The cheers continue as he follows up with a pendulum moonsault off the apron to the floor! He then picks up Perelli and rolls her back inside. The Funky Technician climbs back up to the apron and starts to wave Perelli back to her feet. A groggy Perelli tries to shake out the cobwebs when she gets up to a knee. When she finally turns around, Techniques brings her down with a slingshot Flatliner from the apron!

Kris Cruise: TJ’s got this match under control! It’s not looking good for Perelli.

Perelli gets whipped into the corner. The cheers continue as Techniques runs over and nails her with a springboard spinning back kick to the face! Perelli staggers out of the corner before dropping down to a knee. Techniques heads over, grabs her by the back of the tights and pulls her back to a vertical base. After Perelli gets spun around, Techniques unloads on her with two alternating palm strikes, followed a round kick to the thigh, followed by a spinning backfist, followed by a discus lariat that turns her inside out.

Kris Cruise: Let The Rhythm Hit Em!

Techniques continues to pace back and forth before finally slingshotting out to the apron. He grips the top rope with both hands as he waits impatiently. Once Perelli gets back to her feet, Techniques knocks her down with a springboard forearm to the back of the head! Instead of going for the cover, Techniques walks across the ring and steps out to the apron. He can be seen waving Perelli back up. The waving gets faster the closer Perelli returns to her feet. Once Perelli is back to a vertical base, Techniques knocks her back down with a springboard forearm to the face! Techniques opts to not go for a cover again. This time, he sets up shop in the corner. He crouches down as he waits for Perelli to get back to her feet. Once Perelli is finally back to a vertical base, Techniques charges out of the corner before turning her inside out with Set 'Em Straight (Busaiku Knee Strike)! The cheers continue as he pulls Perelli over and finally makes a cover.

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Techniques pulls Perelli's head up.

Kris Cruise: Huh?

Techniques takes Perelli by the hair and drags her over towards the corner. He then turns and scales the turnbuckles.

Stephy Auger: What’s he doing?

Once Techniques gets to the top, the crowd erupts with cheers when he flips off and lands across Perelli with Don’t Sweat The Technique (Corkscrew Somersault Guillotine Leg Drop)! He makes the cover.

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Techniques pulls up Perelli's head again.

Stephy Auger: The ref needs to stop this! What’s he trying to prove here!?

Techniques steps out to the apron before climbing the turnbuckles.

Kris Cruise: He’s heading back to the top!

Techniques reaches the top. He then looks down at Perelli and flips her the double bird before crashing down across her with The 20th Letter (450 Splash)! He hooks the leg.

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The crowd cheers as “The Truth” hits the speakers.

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

The cheers continue as Techniques gets his arm raised in victory.

Kris Cruise: TJ picks up a win over Laura Perelli. He could’ve ended it much earlier, but he wanted to send a message: Don’t mess with The Funky Technician!

The ref heads over to TJ and presents him the belt. Finally, TJ is able to hold the belt in his hands. Techniques is met with cheers and applause as he embraces the belt. He then kisses the center plate before raising the title over his head.

Kris Cruise: You love to see it. There’s no one more deserving to hold that championship than TJ Techniques.

Techniques heads over to the cameraman on the apron and holds up three fingers before exiting the ring.

[FGA Office]

The camera comes into focus on a closed locker room door.

A few moments pass before the door opens to reveal Theodore Harris, dressed in a black suit, white dress shirt and white tie adorned with red maple leaves. He steps out into the corridor and Logan Alexander follows after him. The Legacy champion has the title around his waist but instead of his usual ring gear he's wearing a red variant with white trim. His red tights have a line of white maple leaves running down either side. His wrestling boots are still black, but have a red maple leaf on the toe of each boot. Even the face mask covering his nose and mouth is red with a white maple leaf on either side of it. Once he's standing in the hallway, he turns to regard Theodore who moves to pull the locker room door shut and a large white maple leaf can be seen on the back of his red compression shirt. Theodore then steps back up beside Logan and the duo turn to regard the camera.

Theodore Harris: Happy belated Canada Day.

Theodore smiles slightly to the camera.

Theodore Harris: Tonight we've got a fresh challenger stepping into the ring with the reigning Legacy champion and it's not a stretch to say that she's on a bit of a run herself to reach this point. Antoinette Sands has come out on top in the Legacy Eliminator from a field of six. It's a step up for her from her last title opportunity a few shows prior as she made it to the semi-finals of the Fifteen title tournament two and a half months ago, falling just short of the actual title match itself. So this can definitely be considered a bounce-back performance for her as well. She is certainly showing that she's got the passion and drive to make a match out of this for Logan here tonight. We know she's got something to prove.

He glances briefly towards Logan before nodding to the camera. The camera starts to pull back from them, before Theodore and Logan fall into step behind it.

Theodore Harris: Antoinette has been quite adamant about becoming a singles champion here in FGA. She's been wanting to earn her place ever since she returned to competition here after a double misting put her on the sidelines. In the Fifteen title tournament, she didn't quite have the fire she needed. She had a great showing against Mark Storm. Her high tempo and high speed offense kept him on the back foot often in that match and she was able to execute many unexpected counters to swing things back into her advantage there. In the end, it wasn't quite enough for her though. He capitalized on a high risk mistake she made and was able to finally beat her down and get the win. She didn't let that loss deter her though. I don't know if anyone who stepped in against her in the Legacy Eliminator matches really appreciated that detail. Cassius Reed certainly didn't seem ready for her. Even her Triple A colleagues didn't seem able to match her when it came down to it.

Theodore offers a halfhearted shrug to the camera.

Theodore Harris: So for Logan, it's another younger, smaller, faster, more agile contender for him hold the fort against. Unfortunately for Antoinette, Logan has been facing that sort of opponent, or ones very close to it, almost exclusively for the better part of a year as he made his own climb up to the point of becoming Legacy champion and then defending his position there. Sparrow, Mark Bisley, Cassius Reed. Three impressive contenders and all of them have been champions within the last year. Those are the people that Logan has had to measure up against to get to this point.

He smirks and points towards the camera after following it around a corner.

Theodore Harris: I'll give you credit Antoinette. Your resume of recent successes isn't as good as Logan's, but it is getting there. To get to where you are now, you beat Cassius Reed, Ashley Sands and Ashley Marie Chase. A former World Tag Team champion, two former Fifteen champions and the current World Tag Team champions. It's good.

He nods in acknowledgement of her path to this point.

Theodore Harris: You haven't had to face down an opponent like Logan though.

He smiles and points to Logan walking along beside him.

Theodore Harris: Mark Storm might be the closest you've gotten, but even then he's not really the same sort of opponent. Logan's got almost twenty years of experience behind him at this point. He's seen just about everything one can see in this business. You're not going to throw him off his game. You're not going to rattle him or frustrate him. He's got a single minded focus out in the ring. So tonight, while you are out there to prove that you belong here in FGA by winning a singles title for the first time here, Logan is out there to deny you. He's not going to waver. He's not going to be dissuaded. He will just keep coming at you until he either beats you or you find a way to keep him down for three seconds. Unlike his last two challengers though, you are going to be walking in as the hero. The crowd is going to be screaming and cheering for you. They'll rally behind you and urge you on when things don't look good for you. It's also going to be this man's job to break all their hearts here tonight. Every time they will you back to your feet, he's going to be deciding how to break that will. It won't be easy though... because you do possess one particular trait that really caught our eyes during the Legacy Eliminators.

Theodore gives a knowing look to the camera.

Theodore Harris: You've got a... ruthlessness to you that you haven't really shown before.

A pause to let that assessment hang in the air before continuing.

Theodore Harris: We saw it during your first eliminator match. Ashley Sands had put you down with Into Dust and was likely looking to put you away, then Sara Mason intervened to take her out of the equation with a fireball. Ashley was done for the night. Ashley Marie Chase was then double teamed outside the ring by both members of Silk and Cyanide before they ended by dropping her into the ring steps for good measure. Once you took the advantage against Cassius Reed afterwards, there wasn't a moment of hesitation or consideration for your friends lying hurt at ringside. You pushed them both aside to pursue your championship aspirations. Ashley Sands was no longer a part of the match so you finished off Cassius Reed to move on and face Ashley Marie Chase, who conveniently had just been planted on the ring steps and was likely injured to some extent. Now I can't say whether you would have been in any position to help AMC there. I don't know what you were feeling or thinking in those moments. I only know that at that point, she had already moved on to the second eliminator match and it would be beneficial for you had she been hurt. She even spoke at the last Vertigo, nearly a month later, mentioning that back pain wouldn't stop her from going after Silk and Cyanide. Those aren't words that are spoken by someone who's at one hundred percent.

He pauses again as they make another turn, then gives the camera another knowing look.

Theodore Harris: Seems it might have been a good thing for you too, Antoinette. A couple of days ago, once you hit AMC with your Sugar Crash, that was it for her. It was all you from there to the end of the match. Two knees to the back takes a lot out of many competitors. To one who's back is already hurting from a prior injury? Not too hard to draw a conclusion from that situation. You could have done a lot of damage to her there, but again there was no hesitation on your end. That's how much you wanted this title match.

The pair stop walking. The camera comes to a halt, then moves back in closer to them.

Theodore Harris: These are the sort of details that your other opponents weren't aware of before facing you, so they had no way to deal with them. They didn't suspect you of being capable of that sort of ruthless mental calculation. The two of us though?

Theodore and Logan trade looks with one another before looking back towards the camera.

Theodore Harris: We're aware and ready for it. Logan knows what it's like to end up as a sacrifice to the ambition of another. He's not prepared to go through it again for you. You've shown you're willing to go far to claim the Legacy championship and we're willing to bet that you're going to go farther to win it here tonight. So let me be direct here... Logan is going to do no less against you out there. He will take things a step further than he has had to up until this point. He will be ruthless. There will be no quarter expected or given out there. He will go even further to retain this championship than you will to win it from him. And when the end comes and the Quiet One closes in, you will not hear him or the final blow he delivers.

Theodore smiles.

Theodore Harris: The rest is silence.

With that, he raises one hand, pressing a finger vertically against his lips. He nods his head to the camera and lowers his hand. With that, the Legacy champion and his manager part and move past either side of the camera, leaving the field of view. Moments later, scene fades to black.

[FGA Office]

LEGACY CHAMPIONSHIP
(c) Logan Alexander vs. Antoinette

“Killin It” by Krewella hits the P..A system and the fans erupt in cheers. Pink and purple lights zoom around the arena as Antoinette Sands comes skipping out from the back. With a perky smile as ever, she jumps up and down amping the fans up before she delivers one final jump, slapping her shoes down on the ground before running down the ramp. As she runs, she slaps the hands of some fans, glitter spewing from her hands as she slaps theirs. She looks down at the kandi on her wrist, tossing it into the crowd as they cheer.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the FGA LEGACY CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger! Hailing from Durham, North Carolina! Weighing in at 121 pounds... ANTOINETTE!

As she makes her way down the ramp, she approaches the ring as she climbs up the ring apron she stands up and removes her sparkly jacket tossing it to the side as she enters. Once she’s in the ring, she bounces up and down, screaming out to the fans who encourage her before playfully slapping hands with the ref as she awaits the arrival of her opponent.

Kris Cruise: This is Antoinete’s big moment. This is her opportunity. After winning the Legacy Title Eliminator by getting past Ashley Sands, Cassius Reed and AMC, Antoinette has earned her shot at the Legacy Championship. This is her chance to create her own legacy in FGA.

Stephy Auger: A championship match is a big opportunity for any competitor. But that little RugrANT is putting a ton of pressure on herself. She wants to win something outside of AAA. She wants to have something of her own. Her cousin Sean was a former Frontier Lions Cup winner and Heavyweight Champion. Her other cousin is a two-time Tag Champ. She desperately wants something of her own. But is she too desperate, Cruise? She could want this so much that she ends up making a costly mistake.

​​Kris Cruise: I’m sure that’s exactly what Logan is banking on.

Without any music or fanfare, Logan strides out from the entryway, dressed to compete and wearing his championship title around his waist, with Theodore Harris walking along beside and half a step behind him.

Kris Cruise: Listen to this crowd, Stephy. Logan isn’t winning over any fans with that Canadian-themed gear of his.

Logan’s gaze focuses on his opponent standing in the ring while Theodore looks around the arena and at the assembled crowd as they walk down the entry ramp to the ringside area.

J.A. Aldridge: Her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Theodore Harris! Weighing in at 227 pounds! He is the reigning... defending... FGA Legacy Champion! He is "The Quiet One", LOGAN ALEXANDER!

Logan leads the way over to the nearest set of ring steps, climbs up them to the ring apron and then into the ring. Theodore follows Logan up the stairs, stopping on the ring apron.

Kris Cruise: Logan has seem them come and he’s seen them go. He’s a man that’s seen it all and has nearly done it all in his long and storied career. I don’t think that Antoinette can pull out anything tonight that Logan hasn’t seen before. But it’s all about in the way she handles this. It’s all about how she approaches this match and puts everything together.

Stephy Auger: This man’s experience dwarfs Antoinette’s. Fun fact, Logan has been wrestling since Ant was nine years old! He’s been a professionally wrestler for the majority of her life! To say he’s got the experience edge would be an understatement. Ant is faster and more agile. But Logan has said it himself. He’s been fed a steady diet of the quick and the agile and guess what? He’s beaten them all. Antoinette will become just another statistic after tonight. The only question for me is how long will she be able to hang before Logan decides to put her down.

Logan moves towards the middle of the ring, unfastens and removes his title belt, then hands it to the referee. He moves back into the corner, leaning back against the turnbuckles, draping his arms on the top rope on either side of him, while looking towards his opponent the entire time. Theodore steps over behind him and 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 keeps his gaze on his opponent waiting for the bell to ring.

The bell sounds as Alexander and Antoinette start things off with a lock up. The champ quickly uses his size and strength advantage to shove Antoinette down to the mat. Antoinette remains on her back until she returns to her feet with a kip up. Alexander looks her up and down and nods. He then claps as he heads over to Antoinette and extends his hand. Antoinette goes to shake his hand, only for Alexander to turn and walk away from her.

“BOOOOOOOOO!”

Kris Cruise: C’mon, Logan! You’re better than that.

Stephy Auger: He’s baiting her! He wants her to get angry and make a mistake he can take advantage of.

Alexander walks over towards the ropes. He thumbs behind him as he looks at Theodore Harris. Harris smirks before quickly pointing behind Alexander. Before Alexander can even turn around, Antoinette rolls him up from behind with a schoolboy.

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Alexander kicks out.

Alexander quickly scrambles back to his feet until Antoinette brings him down to all fours with a drop toe hold. The cheers continue as she quickly rolls him up with a magistral cradle.

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Alexander kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Logan’s arrogance nearly cost him!

Alexander quickly reverses an irish whip, sending Antoinette into the ropes. Antoinette returns off the rebound and slides through his legs. NO! Alexander reaches down and grabs Antoinette by the hair.

Stephy Auger: Not so fast!

Alexander yanks Antoinette back up to her feet before Antoinette catches him with a back elbow. She then takes off into the ropes. Alexander sets up for a back body drop off the rebound, but Antoinette brings him down with a sunset flip.

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Alexander kicks out.

Antoinette returns to her feet and hits the ropes. Once Alexander gets back to a vertical base, Antoinette brings him down with a running hurricanrana. The cheers continue as Alexander gets knocked down with a dropkick. Alexander returns to his feet before getting returned to the mat with another dropkick. Antoinette throws out a third, but Alexander side steps and swats her down.

The crowd boos when Alexander puts the boots to Antoinette. She pushes herself up to all fours, but Alexander knocks her over with a punt kick to the ribs. Antoinette tries to pick herself up, but Alexander heads over and uses the sole of his foot to nudge her across the face, sending her stumbling over into the ropes. The champion makes his way over and piefaces Antoinette before delivering an irish whip. Antoinette returns off the ropes and ducks a superkick before continuing to run the ropes. When Antoinette returns, she ducks a back elbow before continuing to run the ropes. Antoinette rebounds back before Alexander knocks her off her feet with a reverse bulldog. He makes the cover.

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Antoinette kicks out.

Kris Cruise: The champion finally gets a nearfall. What are you thinking so far, Stephy?

Stephy Auger: I think Logan needs to stop messing around.

Alexander takes Antoinette, places her in a side headlock and rakes her face along the top rope before slamming her face-first into the top turnbuckle. He then turns Antoinette around before lighting up her chest with knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then takes Antoinette, delivers an irish whip and follows her across the ring. Instead of crashing into the corner, Antoinette springboards to the top turnbuckle, backflips over Alexander and heads towards the ropes. Alexander rushes out of the corner before being brought down with another running hurricanrana. Alexander gets to his feet before getting dropped with a pair of dropkicks. Alexander gets to his feet, only to turn away with Antoinette motions for a third, but she doesn’t leave her feet. She quickly grabs Alexander from the side before bringing him down with the Sugar Rush (Russian leg Sweep)! She makes the cover.

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Alexander kicks out.

​​Kris Cruise: She only got a two count, but that was a nice fake out there by Sands.

Antoinette delivers an irish whip. Instead of coming back, Alexander hangs onto the ropes, drops to his back and rolls to the outside.

Kris Cruise: Where does he think he’s going?

Alexander looks to take a breather on the outside. But the moment he turns towards the ring, Antoinette leaps through the ropes and wipes him out with a suicide dive!

Stephy Auger: Logan!

Antoinette pulls Alexander back to his feet until Alexander knocks her hands off him and follows up with a rake to the eyes.

Kris Cruise: Oh come on!

Stephy Auger: The man’s title is on the line! He’s doing what he has to do.

Alexander takes Antoinette and goes for an irish whip. Antoinette is quick to reverse, sending Alexander crashing into the guardrail. The cheers continue a she runs down ringside, hops on top of Alexander and brings him down with a monkey flip. Alexander can be seen arching his back on the floor.

Kris Cruise: Those old bones of Alexander have to hurt after that one!

Antoinette takes Alexander and rolls him back inside before rolling back in. She makes the cover.

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Alexander gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Antoinette picks up Alexander, moves him into the corner and connect with a flurry of right hands to the face. She then delivers an irish whip, follows Alexander across the ring and connects with a corner dropkick. After Alexander drops to a seated position, Antoinette runs back into the corner before hitting him with Ant Goes Marching (Running stomps to the chest of a seated opponent in the corner)! She then pulls Alexander out of the corner before flipping over into a jackknife pin.

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Alexander bridges up, turns and tries to lift Antoinette up for a piledriver, but Antoinette’s back to counter with a kick to the face that lowers her back down. After another kick to the face knocks Alexander upright, Antoinette throws out the Ant-zuigiri (enzuigiri). She whiffs when Alexander ducks and counters with an Ankle Lock!

Kris Cruise: Logan had it scouted.

Stephy Auger: That’s what I’m talking about!

Antoinette cries out in pain while Alexander cranks away on the ankle. The ref gets down and asks Antoinette if she wants to give up. Antoinete refuses, so Alexander tries to snap the ankle.

Kris Cruise: Logan’s trying to break that ankle!

Stephy Auger: Don’t get mad at him! Ant could easily stop this by just giving up. But noooooo, she wants to be stubborn.

Alexander applies even more pressure as he twists the ankle. Antoinette continues to cry out while she’s trapped in the submission. After turning down another chance to quit, Antoinette pushes herself up onto her hands. She then rolls forward, breaking the hold! NO! Alexander rolls through it, keeps hold of the leg and returns to his feet before cranking away on the ankle!

Stephy Auger: I don’t think so, Ant!

​​Kris Cruise: The reversal attempt failed!

Antoinette cries out again while Alexander yells at her to quit. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. Antoinette refuses by shaking her head. She then stands up on her hands before rolling forward. Once again, Alexander rolls through it and keeps hold of the leg. This time, Alexander turns over to a knee before reapplying the ankle lock.

Kris Cruise: Antoinette’s in a bad way here. She’s got to find a way to get herself free.

Antoinette reaches out for the ropes, but she’s not quite there. The ref asks her again if she wants to give up. Antoinette refuses. She then tries to pull herself towards the ropes, but Alexander keeps her held in place. The crowd really lets Alexander have it when keeps the ankle lock held before taking Antoinette’s foot and starts repeatedly hitting her across the back of the head with it!

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Kris Cruise: What the hell!?

Stephy Auger: Mr. Harris told you! He told you Logan will do whatever it takes to retain!

Alexander grabs Antoinette and drags her over towards the corner before rolling to the outside. He then retakes control of the right leg before swinging it hard against the ring post!

*THWACK!*

The boos continue as Alexander swings the leg against the ring post again!

*THWACK!*

… and again!

*THWACK!*

Antoinette is heard screaming in agony when Alexander places her in a figure four around the ring post!

Kris Cruise: The ref has to get in there and stop this!

Stephy Auger: Ant could’ve stopped this by tapping out!

The ref immediately gets to the outside and tells Alexander to break the hold. When he doesn’t, the ref counts him down.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIV-

Alexander reluctantly breaks the hold.

Kris Cruise: Thank you!

Antoinette immediately rolls away from the corner before clutching her leg. Alexander doesn’t give her any time to recover as he rolls back inside, yanks up Antoinette and tosses her through the ropes to the outside.

Stephy Auger: He’s not done with her yet.

Antoinette grabs her leg again while Alexander slips back out to the floor. He then yanks up Antoinette, lifts her up, runs over and uses the steep steps to deliver a shinbreaker! The crowd boos as Antoinette immediately crumbles to the floor.

​​Kris Cruise: I haven’t seen Logan this aggressive in years!

Stephy Auger: One of the greatest championships in this company’s history is at stake. Logan is doing what he has to do!

Alexander picks up Antoinette and rolls her back inside. He then rolls back in, picks up Antoinette and moves the action back into the corner. He then hooks her right leg across the middle rope before delivering repeated kicks to it. Alexander follows up with a knee strike to the leg before snapping Antoinette’s head back with a palm thrust. The champion then unhooks the leg before sitting Antoinette on the top turnbuckle. Before Alexander can attack, Antoinette uses her good leg to nail him with a front kick to the face. Another front kick connects. Antoinette goes for a third, but Alexander swats it down, grabs a hold of the bad leg and brings her down with a dragon screw leg whip. The boos continue as Alexander lifts up the leg before delivering multiple elbow drops across it. Alexander returns to a vertical base before applying a figure four.

Stephy Auger: Go ahead and quit, Ant. There’s no shame in submitting to Logan Alexander!

The ref gets down and asks Antoinette if she wants to give up. When Antoinette refuses, Alexander starts to fall to his back over and over to increase the pressure. Antoinette cries out in pain while she’s trapped in the submission. The ref asks her again if she wants to give up. Antoinette turns down the chance. She then reaches out towards the crowd. The crowd reaches out to her in an attempt to give her their energy. They rally around Antoinette as she attempts to fight her way out of the hold. Antoinette turns to her left, but Alexander is right there to block by turning to his right. Antoinette then tries to turn to her right, but Alexander blocks again. This time, by turning to his left. Antoinette reaches over and tries to grab a hold of Alexander, but he leans back just out of the way. The challenger continue to cry out before slowly lowering her back down to the mat.

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Antoinette sits back up. She continues to writhe in pain.

Alexander won’t let go of the hold. He’s bound and determined to get the submission. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. Antoinette refuses. The capacity crowd tries again to will Antoinette back into this match.

“LET’S GO ANT!”

“LET’S GO ANT!”

“LET’S GO ANT!”

Antoinette starts to shake her arm in unison with the chants. Alexander starts to shake his head in disbelief when he sees Antoinette starting to turn to her left. Alexander tries to fight her off. The champion tries to block. But he’s unsuccessful. The crowd cheers when Antoinette fully turns over into the prone position!

Kris Cruise: Antoinette reversed! She reversed the hold!

Alexander yells out in pain before breaking the hold.

Alexander pushes himself up on all fours while Antoinette crawls over towards the side of the ring. When Alexander gets back to his feet and turns around, he sees Antoinette pulling herself up using the ropes. He then runs up from behind before bringing her down with a Lungblower! NO! The crowd cheers after Antoinette counters by hanging onto the ropes, causing Alexander to fall and smack the back of his head on the way down!

Antoinette stumbles over into the corner. When she turns around, Alexander runs over to attack. Antoinette uses her good leg to turn him around with a boot to the face. She then hoists herself up onto the middle ropes, hops over onto Alexander’s shoulders and brings him down with a victory roll.

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Alexander kicks out.

Both grapplers return to their feet. Alexander rushes over and throws out a clothesline. Antoinette ducks, floats over across his back and tries to bring him down with a crucifix, but Alexander counters with a Samoan Drop! Alexander pulls Antoinette back up and slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle. The boos continue as he slams her face-first into the top turnbuckle again… and again… and again. He then lifts Antoinette across his shoulder before climbing the turnbuckles.

​​Kris Cruise: This isn’t good for Antoinette.

Alexander climbs up to the middle ropes before pulling Antoinette onto his shoulders. Before he can deliver an avalanche version of Soundproofed (Samoan Driver), Antoinette blocks with an elbow to the side of the head. Antoinette catches him with another elbow. After a third, Antoinette slips down and counters with a sunset flip powerbomb!

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TH-NO!

The crowd sighs when Alexander gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Antoinette nearly got him!

Antoinette takes Alexander and heads back in the corner. She tries for a Tornado DDT, but Alexander shoves her off mid turn. As soon as Antoinette lands on her feet, the crowd gasps after her leg buckles and she drops down to a knee.

Kris Cruise: Antoinette is down!

Stephy Auger: She’s done for.

Antoinette remains on a knee until Alexander runs over, leaps up and drives her face-first into the mat with Muted (Curb Stomp)! The boos continue as he pulls Antoinette back up, lifts her up and drops her with Dead Air (Implant DDT)! Alexander makes the cover.

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TH-NO!

The crowd applauds when Antoinette gets the shoulder up.

Alexander pulls up Antoinette into another front facelock. He then turns, transitioning into a three quarter facelock. He’s about to drop Antoinette with the Silencer (Ace Crusher) when Antoinette slips out and counters with a Backstabber!

Kris Cruise: Sugar Crash!

Antoinette continues to hug her leg. She slowly pulls herself back up using the ropes before limping over towards Alexander. She then pulls up the champion and moves the action into the corner. Antoinette makes her way back up the middle ropes before finally bringing him down with a Tornado DDT! With Alexander splayed out of the mat, Antoinette rolls out to the apron. She then pulls herself up using the ropes before carefully climbing the turnbuckles.

Kris Cruise: This could be it right here! Antoinette could be on the verge of victory!

Once Antoinette gets to the top, she flips off and connects with the Candy Crush (Swanton Bomb)!

NO!

The crowd sighs when Alexander gets the knees up!

Stephy Auger: Logan blocked it!

Antoinette bounces off the knees before rolling across the ring. Alexander pulls himself up and backs up into the corner before crouching down. He starts to wave Antoinette up as the challenger struggles to get back to her feet. Once Antoinette is back to her vertical base, she turns around before nearly getting broken in half with a spear! NO! Antoinette counters with a spin kick to the head! Alexander gets knocked upright until a step-up Ant-zuigiri sends him staggering into the corner.

Antoinette gets back to her feet, limps over and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle while the crowd counts along.

“ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

“FOUR!!”

“FIVE!”

“SIX!”

“SEVEN!”

“EIGHT!”

“NINE!”

“TEN!”

Antoinette turns Alexander around and struggles to sit him on the top turnbuckle.

Kris Cruise: What’s Antoinette going for here?

Antoinette slowly climbs the ropes. Once he gets to the top, the crowd cheers when she brings Alexander down with the Ant Hill (top rope frankensteiner)! Alexander remains splayed out on the mat while Antoinette scales back into the corner. The challenger uses the ropes to pull herself back up before slowly scaling the turnbuckles. Once Antoinette gets to the top, she flips off and lands on top of Alexander with the ​​Rave-A-Round (Corkscrew Moonsault)! She hooks the leg.

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THREE!

Kris Cruise: Antoinette’s done it!

Stephy Auger: Gah!

Kris Cruise: She’s done it!

The crowd explodes with cheers as “Killin It” hits the speakers.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout... aaaaaaand NEEEEWWWWWWWW FGA Legacy Champion, ANTOINETTE!

The cheers continue as Antoinette gets her arm raised in victory. The moment she gets handed the Legacy Championship, Antoinette drops to her knees. Tears of joys stream down her face as she hugs the championship.

Kris Cruise: Antoinette has defeated Logan Alexander in what has to be considered a major upset. You spoke to the giant difference in experience. Logan worked over the leg in an attempt to slow Antoinette down. At time, I thought he was was too far. But Antoinette was able to overcome all of that, hold it together and defeat a man who I think is, pound for pound, one of the best wrestlers on this roster. Congratulations to Antoinette. Now it’s her time to create her own legacy.

[FGA Office]

GRUDGE MATCH
Julian Tijerina vs. Brian Stryker

Watch Me Burn" starts playing as Brian Stryker comes walking out from the back. Putting his hands on his hips, he looks around for a moment proudly as he makes his way down the ramp. He steps up the steel steps walking the edge of the ring as he holds the ropes for leverage as he flips himself over the top and lands feet first in the ring. He climbs up the turnbuckle and sits himself on the top rope and holds his arms out egging the crowd to get louder

J.A. Aldridge: The following Grudge Match is set for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from Maui, Hawaii! Weighing in at 225 pounds! He is "The Experience" BRIAN STRYKER!

The lights go out. A few seconds later, Tití Me Preguntó by Bad Bunny plays, the lights go back on as soon as Bad Bunny begins to sing, and "El Guapo, Julian Tijerrrrrrrrriiiiiiinnaa!!!" comes out as he is introduced by the lovely Maria, bathed in red and yellow spotlight and holding a red rose, which he takes the time to sniff. He then pivots slowly for the benefit of the crowd before offering the rose to Maria on one knee. Finally, he gets back up to his feet, offers an arm to Maria, and they both make their way to the ring.

Kris Cruise: If you watched Gauntlet fo the Gold, you saw a video that captured just how far back this feud has gone. Even though both of these men have returned over the past year, the deep personal issues between these two go all the way back to 2017 when Julian Tijerina attacked Brian Stryker and cost him the Pride Championship. Since Tijerina’s return, Stryker has bene like a man possessed.

Stephy Auger: can you blame him? Tijerina should’ve known he had this coming.

Kris Cruise: Well I think it’s pretty clear that after the actions of both men in recent weeks, there’s only room for one of them in FGA.

Julian helps Maria on the apron before he himself gracefully climbs inside the ring. Sitting on the middle rope, he helps Maria enter the ring, admiring her assets. Once inside the ring, Julian spins Maria on her toes, touting her for everyone to see, before he does the same on his toes with both arms stretched to either side and his head towards the ceiling. He stops and slowly, almost dramatically, shows off his attractive grin.

J.A. Aldridge: His opponent, hailing Extremadura, Spain! Weighing in at 220 pounds... JULIAN TIJERINA!

Julian then takes to the turnbuckle, which he climbs, and again stretches both arms to either side before applauding the fans, randomly pointing at people and then at Maria, blowing kisses at Maria...until Stryker runs over and connects with a dropkick to the back, sending Tijerina tumbling over the top rope to the floor!

Kris Cruise: Stryker didn’t waste any time!

Stephy Auger: Why would Julian be dumb enough to turn his back to Stryker?

Stryker rolls to the outside, picks up Tijerina and whips him hard into the guardrail. Tijerina arches his back upon impact before Stryker runs over, grabs him and throws him down ringside with a biel throw.

Stephy Auger: He’s just ragdolling Julian now.

Tijerina starts to pick himself up until Stryker runs over, delivers a double leg pickup, runs forward and rams him back-first against the guardrail!

Kris Cruise: Good Lord!

Stryker proceeds to unleash a flurry of right hands, sending Tijerina slumping down against the guardrail. He then nails Tijerina with repeated knee strike to the face before applying a foot choke. The ref desperately pleads for Stryker to bring the action back inside, but Stryker has zero plans do such a thing. He then pulls Tijerina back up and delivers a front suplex across the guardrail before bringing him down with a Rolling Neckbreaker!

Kris Cruise: Stryker’s waited years for this.

Stephy Auger: He’s finally letting all his anger out on Julian.

Stryker pulls Tijerina back to his feet before bringing him down with Stryke 2 (Leg-hook Saito Suplex)! Tijerina remains sprawled out on the floor while Stryker climbs back up onto the apron. He then gets into position before squashing Tijerina with a spring Phoenix Splash to the floor!

Kris Cruise: What a move to the outside by Stryker! Tijerina got crushed on that one!

Stephy Auger: His inside have to be killing him right now!

Stryker pulls up Tijerina and rolls him back inside. Once Stryker rolls back in, the bell finally sounds before he makes the cover.

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Tijerina gets the shoulder up.

Stryker makes another cover.

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Tijerina gets the shoulder up.

Stryker with another lateral press.

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Tijerina gets the shoulder up.

Stryker mounts himself on top of Tijerina and starts raining down right hands. He then applies a two-handed choke.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI-

Stryker reluctantly breaks the hold. He delivers stomps to the chest before pulling Tijerina back up. He then whips Tijerina into the ropes. Tijerina returns off the rebound and ducks a clothesline before continuing to run the ropes. When Tijerina returns, a ducks a knife edge chop before continuing to run the ropes. Tijerina returns off the rebound and tackles Stryker down with a Lou Thesz Press! He retains the favor with mounted punches of his own before repeatedly ramming the back of Stryker's head against the canvas.

Kris Cruise: Stryker’s letting him have it!

Tijerina pulls up Stryker, runs over into the corner and repeatedly slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Stryker around, Tijerina climbs up onto the apron and starts raining down punches.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

"FOUR!"

"FIVE!"

"SIX!"

"SEVEN!"

"EIGH-"

Stryker grabs Tijerina, heads out of the corner and doubles him over with an inverted atomic drop. He then goes to follow up with Stryker 2, but Tijerina slips down from behind and counters with the Sombra Driver (Schoolboy Suplex)! The cheers continue as he makes the cover.

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Stryker kicks out.

Tijerina delivers an irish whip. He sets up for a back body drop off the return until Stryker knocks him upright with a kick to the face. Stryker turns and runs back into the ropes before coming back and bringing him down with a running hurricanrana! NO! Tijerina blocks the move, leaving Stryker hanging upside down. He then lets go of one of Stryker's legs, turns and counters into an Ankle Lock!

Kris Cruise: Good counter there by Tijerina.

Stephy Auger: He’d love nothing more than to get Stryker to tap out.

Stryker yells out in pain while Tijerina cranks away on the ankle. The ref asks Stryker if he wants to give up. Stryker refuses. He then pushes himself up onto his hands before rolling forward, sending Tijerina into the corner. When Tijerina turns around, he gets caught with a running back elbow, followed by a CSS Enzuigiri! Stryker turns Tijerina away from him before sitting him backwards on the top turnbuckle. He then scales the turnbuckles, takes control of Tijerina's back and brings him down with a Spider Suplex! NO! Tijerina rotates and is able to land on his feet! Tijerina then rushes over and knocks Stryker down with a running front dropkick! He rolls Stryker away from the ropes before going for the cover.

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Stryker gets the shoulder up.

Tijerina takes control of Stryker's arms before delivering a Double Underhook Suplex floated over into a Double Underhook Submission Hold! Stryker can be heard yelling out in pain while Tijerina cinches in the hold. The ref asks Stryker if he wants to give up. When Stryker refuses, Tijerina lets go before flattening Stryker with a Buzzsaw Kick to the face! He makes the cover.

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Stryker gets the shoulder up.

Tijerina takes Stryker, delivers an irish whip and follows him into the corner. The Venomous Virtuoso delivers a Corner Backflip Dropkick, followed by a Step-up Enzuigiri that knocks Stryker down across the middle ropes. Tijerina follows up with La Guillotina (Slingshot Leg Drop)! The cheers continue as Tijerina slips back inside and makes the cover.

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Stryker gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Kris Cruise: Good ring awareness there by Stryker. You could tell that Tijerina didn’t want to go back down this road with Stryker and tried to skirt away from the issue. But Stryker wasn’t going to let go what happened roughly five years ago.

Stephy Auger: Stryker’s been waiting too long for this. Julian should’ve known that Stryker would go right after him the moment he stepped back in through those doors.

Tijerina pulls up Stryker and brings him away from the ropes before delivering Combinacion Letal (STO Backbreaker, followed by a Side Slam Backbreaker, followed by a Reverse STO into a Koji Clutch)!

Kris Cruise: Tijerina’s got another submission applied! Can Stryker hang on?

Tijerina applies pressure by pulling backwards with his arms and pushing forward with his leg. Stryker yells while he's locked in the submission. He tries his bets to escape, but Tijerina's got the hold locked in tight.

Stephy Auger: Stryker has to find a way to get out of this. Slip out, get to the ropes, something!

The ref continues to check in with Stryker and asks him if he wants to give up. Again, Stryker refuses. So Tijerina starts to yank back on the hold to apply even more pressure. He's trying his best to get Stryker to tap. But Stryker continues to deny him. After turning down another opportunity to quit, Stryker starts to slide himself towards his left. Stryker slowly pulls himself to the left again. The 50/50 crowd is starting to rally behind Stryker as he continues to drag himself across the ring. Tijerina finally puts a stop to that by transitioning into a Chickenwing Over-the-Shoulder Crossface!

​​Kris Cruise: Tijerina wasn’t going to let Stryker get away!

Stephy Auger: Now that Stryker has started this back up, Julian just doesn’t want to beat Stryker. He wants to make him submit.

Tijerina fights for the submission while Stryker fights to escape. He can be seen kicking his foot towards the ropes. On the last attempt, Stryker finally gets his foot on the bottom rope, forcing a rope break.

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

Tijerina reluctantly lets go. He picks up Stryker, heads into the corner and sits him down on the top turnbuckle. After climbing up to the very top, Tijerina takes Stryker and goes for a superplex. But Stryker shifts his weight in mid air and comes down directly on top of Tijerina!

ONE!
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TWO!
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T-NO!

Tijerina gets the shoulder up.

Tijerina reverses an irish whip, sending Stryker into the ropes. Stryker hangs onto the ropes, so Tijerina runs over to attack... and gets dumped over the top to the outside. Tijerina picks himself up, turns around and gets taken down with a springboard Shooting Star Splash!

​​Kris Cruise: Tijerina just got taken out by that huge splash to the outside from Stryker!

Stryker rolls Tijerina back inside before sliding back in for the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Tijerina gets the shoulder up.

Stryker pulls Tijerina up before Tijerina doubles him over with a knee to the midsection. He goes for a vertical suplex, but Stryker slips down from behind and counters with Insomniac's Dream (Crossface Chickenwing Suplex)! Stryker pulls Tijerina back up before giving him a second Insomniac's Dream! The cheers continue as he takes Tijerina and heads over into the corner before bringing him down with the Overdose (Straight jacket Shiranui)! He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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T-NO!

The crowd applauds when Tijerina gets the shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: You know that applause has to irk Stryker.

Stephy Auger: Why wouldn’t it? In his mind, these people are cheering the man that screwed him over all those years ago and then proceeded to run from him. It doesn’t matter to Stryker if they’re both viewed as “fan favorites” now. He still hates Julian’s guts!

Stryker picks up Tijerina, heads over and slams him face-first into the corner. After sitting Tijerina backwards on the top turnbuckle, Stryker climbs to the top, takes control of his back and throws him down with a Spider Suplex. Stryker then sits back up on the top turnbuckle, stands up, flips off and connects with a corkscrew moonsault!

NO!

The crowd gasps when Tijerina gets his knees up!

Kris Cruise: Tijerina blocked it!

Stephy Auger: Julian’s got his opening. Stryker needs to recover quick.

Stryker bounces off Tijerina's knees and rolls across the ring. He tries to pick himself up, but he immediately drops to a knee.

Kris Cruise: He must've really hurt himself, Stephy.

Stryker continues to guard his midsection while Tijerina uses the ropes to pull himself back up. When Stryker finally gets back to his feet and turns around, Tijerina hits him with Rompiendo El Hielo (Shoot Kick to the left leg, followed by a Shoot Kick to the left side, followed by a Roundhouse Kick, followed by a finger gun gesture before a Superkick). Stryker drops to a knee as Tijerina hits the ropes. When Tijerina returns, he flattens Stryker with a Shining Wizard before turning him over with a Triangle Choke!

Kris Cruise: Brillante Choke!

Stryker tries to get out of the hold, but Tijerina cinches in the hold. He then hits Stryker with repeated pointed elbow strikes to the top of the head before applying more pressure to the hold. Stryker is left with no choice but to tap out.

The crowd cheers as “Tití Me Preguntó” hits the speakers.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout... JULIAN TIJERINA!

The cheers continue as Tijerina gets his arm raised in victory.

[FGA Office]

Darkness

Pitch black darkness, the sort of darkness where you cannot see what lurks within but you can somehow feel a presence lurking within it

Darkness where the only sound is a faint sound of something striking metal

Silence which is broken a second time by that same sound, but this time there is a fleeting spark

A third time brings a flicker of flame from a Zippo lighter, a flame which illuminates the face of Sara Mason as she gives one hell of a death glare directly towards the camera

Sara Mason: So the two pretty little princesses stamped their feet long enough to get what they felt entitled to ever since mommy and daddy told them that they could have everything they ever wanted if they threw a loud enough temper tantrum. And, apparently, we’re supposed to be fine with that, as if every single roadblock put in our way to claim what we had long been denied by one cowardly scheme after another pales into significance compared to a couple of entitled brats

A beat

Sara Mason: You might notice that, no, we are not joining with the collective golf clap that Ashes 2 Ashes got lucky, once, and that’s supposed to draw a line under everything we have done to get to where we were

Mason’s death glare momentarily changes to a purely derisive one, but only momentarily as it soon twists its way back across her face

Sara Mason: Day after day, week after week, month after month, all we ever heard was “So when will Ashes 2 Ashes get their due?”, as if we did not exist, and you know what was really sick? Nobody seemed to put two and two together and work out why we put so much time and energy into physically and mentally destroying the two of them

With the sound of a snap of her elegantly manicured fingers, Erin Mariani slithers out of the darkness to contribute

Erin Mariani: Did they think we were doing this out of spite? Did they think we were trying to weaken our potential opponents? No, far from it, we were warning them that, if they wanted to push their luck further, things would only get that much worse for them

A chill wind blows through the scene – not a literal one, but once which those watching can feel in their bones

Erin Mariani: Which brings us to this evening, where they have decided to push that luck that one extra time as if they had not suffered enough, as they are foolhardy enough to believe that what slender resources of luck they had did not get used up in one instance, and they seem to believe that the best possible scenario is to do so in a match where we can deliver the coup de grace wherever we feel like it

Sara Mason: A brave choice, given there’s a highway nearby…

Erin Mariani: This is something which tonight’s entertainment needs to ask themselves…

Sara Mason: …or we could simply drag them to the beach and hold their heads underwater, see if they have the common sense to tap like their lives really do depend on it

Pausing for a moment, Mariani turns her head to look in Mason’s direction so she can be certain that her partner has finished, and having stared in her direction for a few seconds she decides that it is time to continue

Erin Mariani: What they need to ask themselves is this one, vitally important question: Do you believe that it is worth it? Because you have already experienced what we are willing to do in order to convince you that it is in your best interests to walk away while you still can, but now you are going to experience what we are willing to do when there is no chance that we are going to let either of you walk away because it is time to remove you from contention

Sara Mason: PERMANENTLY

Mason’s death glare has somehow become borderline apocalyptic

Erin Mariani: You see, for all this time we have been playing your way, where every single time you stumble short of the line you simply whine and complain so that the rules get changed in your favour and you are allowed yet another chance to occupy our time with your unearned sense of self-worth. As you can tell, we have had more than enough of playing your way, so tonight you are playing our way, and the way we play will leave you with two options: hearing you beg for us to stop, or seeing the pair of you physically incapable of begging

A particularly wicked glint in Mariani’s eye is somehow visible in this barely-lit locale

Erin Mariani: We gave you chance after chance to realise that it was in your best interests to cease with your incessant pestering, your piteous demands that you get just one more chance to take what is so rightfully ours, yet not once did you listen to what anybody with a sense of self-preservation was telling you. So now it is time that you learned, far too late, that it is not worth claiming you are willing to die for something if you plan to take it from somebody willing to kill for that very same item. This is the mistake you have made, and tonight is the night where you realise that your mistake is going to cost you everything. Your hopes, your dreams, your career, all of those will be nothing more than rubble and ash after tonight because you went too far and had to have an example made of you

Sara Mason: Just think of the moment you took what was ours. Think of the happiness you felt, the relief and the vindication coursing through every fibre of your being. Think of that moment. Cling to that moment, as that moment was the last moment of joy or happiness or success that you will ever feel in your soon to be miserable lives, because after tonight all you will feel is a sense of loss. A loss of feeling, a loss of purpose, a loss of something which did not belong to you, and that void at your core will eat you alive for the remainder of what life we permit you to have, and that time will be spent looking on as we prove that those titles were always ours to won and there is nothing you can do about it. No more games, no more tantrums, no more rematches – you’ll have to sit there, looking on at our success and know how powerless you are to do a single thing to stop us. And all you had to do was walk away when we gave you the many, many opportunities to do so

Briefly, oh so briefly, a malevolent smirk crosses Mason’s face

Sara Mason: But because you didn’t, we’re going to enjoy making you suffer

[FGA Office]

FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE
FGA WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
(c) Ashes to Ashes vs. Silk & Cyanide

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is a Falls Count Anywhere Match for the FGA World Tag Team Championship! Here are the rules. There are no countouts and no disqualifications. Pinfalls and Submissions can occur anywhere in the arena!

Kris Cruise: Alright, Stephy, we’re about to get this Tag team Championship match underway. This is another one where the deep personal issues between both sides goes back to last year. Since that time, we’ve seen attacks by both teams. We’ve seen fireballs thrown in people’s faces. We’ve seen people be put through flaming tables. But this Falls Count Anywhere match should hopefully end this, once and for all.

Stephy Auger: Did you just hear Silk & Cyanide? They don’t just want to end this feud, they want to bring a permanent end to Ashes to Ashes!

Kris Cruise: Well, I’ve never been one to take Silk & Cyanide’s threats lightly.

The opening guitar riff of "Warrior" by Skarlett Riot begins to play over the sound system seconds before Ashley Sands walks out onto the stage. Patting gentle at the title belt held around her waist before pointing out to the fans all over the arena, Sands walks down to the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, hailing from Bradley Beach, New Jersey! She is one half of the FGA World Tag Team Champions, ASHLEY SANDS!

Once she gets down to ringside, and gets on the apron before climbing the turnbuckle from the outside. She nimbly climbs the turnbuckle from the outside to perch atop the top rope as she sits on her knees.

Kris Cruise: Am I missed something here? Where is Ashley Marie Chase?

Stephy Auger: AMC may have turned out to be the smart one. She heard Silk & Cyanide’s words and decided to get the heck out of town!

With her name being announced, Ashley reaches back behind her back to undo the title belt and holds it up high for everyone to see. Flashing from cameras going off all around her, Sands rolls forwards to flip down into the ring and land on her feet.

The sounds of a woman's laugh that drips heavy with contempt echoes through the arena as the arena's lights dim, and as the lights dip into pitch darkness the laughter bleeds into the intro of "Your Addiction" and the arena light bloom once more as Erin Mariani and Sara Mason slink their way onto the entrance ramp, where Mariani stands with a look of pure disgust on Her face while Mason stands beside her with a look on her face as if she's relishing the excuse to destroy somebody, and as they stand at the top of the ramp the two turn their heads towards one another and share a conspiratorial look before walking towards the ring in step with one another with purpose.

J.A. Aldridge: Their opponents?

Kris Cruise: J.A. is just as confused as I man. I thought maybe AMC was getting her own separate entrance. But she’s nowhere to be found.

Stephy Auger: I told you! After listening to what Silk & Cyanide had to said, AMC quickly realized the errors of her ways and got the hell out of the arena.

Kris Cruise: Stop it, Stephy.

Hey come in
And let me get under your skin, your skin
You started something you can't win, can't win
I am your church these are your sins, your sins
Now don't you wish you could take 'em back cause

Sands immediately rolls to the outside and makes her way up the aisle.

Kris Cruise: Sands isn’t wasting any time. She’s planning on bringing the fight right to Silk & Cyanide.

Stephy Auger: I’m not sure how smart this is. She doesn’t even have a partner tonight!

Silk & Cyanide stop when they see Sands marching up the aisle. Erin Mariani and Sara Mason give devilish smirks when they see Sands all alone. Or is she? Sands gives a smirk of her own before pointing up behind Silk & Cyanide.

J.A. Aldridge: Introducing their opponents! Making their way to the ring at a total combined wei-

Stephy Auger: WHAT THE!?

The moment Mason & Mariani turn around, AMC leaps out of the darkness from the top of the entrance structure and knocks them down with a high crossbody block!!!

Kris Cruise: It's a Bird... It's a Plane... It's a Chase!

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

Kris Cruise: AMC is absolutely insane for jumping off a structure that high!

AMC rolls off Silk & Cyanide, returns to her feet and gives Sands a double high five. She then heads over, picks up Mariani and delivers a running pump knee to the face, which sends Mariani rolling down to the ramp to the ringside area. AMC heads down, picks up Mariani and slams her face-first onto the apron. Mariani then gets slammed face-first onto the ring post, face-first onto the steel steps and finally, face-first onto the guardrail. AMC turns Mariani around, hooks her arms around the guardrail and follows up with repeated chest kicks.

Kris Cruise: Silk & Cyanide have just been knocked off their game! They weren't expecting this!

The crowd cheers as Sands takes Mason and brings her down the ramp with multiple rolling Northern Lights Suplexes! After the last suplex brings Mason to ringside, Sands pulls her back up before bringing her down with a swinging neckbreaker. The cheers continue as Sands reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a kendo stick.

AMC's face lights up when Sands tosses the kendo stick over to her. After Sands pulls out a kendo stick of her own from underneath the ring, the two begin to unload with shot after shot on Mariani! Mariani tries to cover, but she gets battered with shots from both sides. Sands then takes control of Mariani before bringing her down with a White Russian Leg Sweep.

AMC continues to cheer on Sands while Sands takes Mariani and rolls her back into the ring. The opening bell sounds when Sands slides into the ring. Sands takes Mariani and sends her for the ride. Mariani returns off the rebound and sees Sands setting up for a back body drop, so she counters with a kick to the face that knocks Sands upright. The boos continue as Mariani turns and runs back into the ropes. Those same boos quickly turn to cheers when AMC takes her kendo stick and whacks Mariani across the back as soon as her back hits the ropes! She then takes a page out of Silk & Cyanide's book by climbing up onto the apron and executing a rope-hung crucifix. Mariani remains trapped while Sands heads over and picks up her kendo stick.

Stephy Auger: Don’t you do it. Don’t you do it!

Sands grips the stick, runs over and repeatedly jabs Mariani in the midsection with the top of it. She then switches her grip of the kendo stick before cracking Mariani across the head with it over and over and over again!

Kris Cruise: Sands is just unloading on Mariani!

Stephy Auger: Gah!

The cheers continue as Sands switches her grip and chokes Mariani by pressing the kendo stick against her throat. After nearly 10 seconds, Sands stops the attack. AMC then lets go of the rope-hung crucifix before Sands brings Mariani down with a snapmare. Mariani remains in a seated position while Sands grips the kendo stick like a golf club. The crowd cheers when Sands runs over and swings as hard as she can before flattening Mariani with a shot to the face.

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

Stephy Auger: Unfortunately!

Sands reaches down, grabs Mariani by the hair and pulls her back up to a seated position. AMC then takes her kendo stick, runs over and flattens Mariani with another shot to the face.

​​Kris Cruise: Mariani has had this coming, Stephy. Both members of Silk & Cyanide have!

AMC continues to taunt Mariani until Mason rolls into the ring, runs up from behind and applies a rear waistlock. She tries for a German Suplex, but AMC blocks it. AMC then takes her kendo stick and moves her head out of the way before swinging the stick over her shoulder and catching Mason in the face, breaking the hold. She then takes Mason, delivers an irish whip and follows her across the ring. Instead of crashing into the corner, Mason leaps through the ropes before catching AMC with a pendulum overhead kick.

Stephy Auger: There we go, Sara! Good counter. Good counter!

AMC stumbles back while Mason starts to scale the turnbuckles. As soon as Mason gets one foot on the top turnbuckle, Sands charges across the ring and uses the the kendo stick to cross check Mason, knocking her off the turnbuckles and to the floor!

Kris Cruise: So much for that comeback!

Stephy Auger: Dammit!

Sands takes the kendo stick and starts climbing the turnbuckles. Once she reaches the top, she stays in the crouched position while she waits patiently for Mason to get into position. On the floor, Mason can be seen curled up on the floor. She remains doubled over as she struggles to get back to her feet. The crowd starts to stand up as Sands slowly rises up to a standing position. The moment Mason turns around, Sands raises the kendo stick over her head, jumps off and breaks the kendo stick over head head! NO! Mason catches Sands with a fireball on the way down!

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Kris Cruise: NO! Good God, no!

Stephy Auger: Hey, it’s anything goes, right? No DQ, right? Quit crying, Cruise!

AMC sees this, so she runs towards the side of the ring and goes for a suicide dive! NO! Mason counters by jumping up and catching AMC with a cross chop to the throat!

Mason rolls inside, takes AMC and brings her down with a one-handed bulldog. She then delivers two leg drops across the back of the neck before delivering a running seated senton across the back. The boos continue as she pulls AMC over onto her back and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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AMC kicks out.

Mason makes the cover again.

ONE!
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TWO!
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AMC kicks out.

Mason goes for another quick lateral press.

ONE!
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AMC pushes Mason off of her.

AMC tries to get back up, but Mariani marches over, pulls her right back down and makes a cover.

ONE!
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AMC pushes Mariani off of her.

AMC slaps the canvas as she gets back to her feet. She goes after Silk & Cyanide, but she quickly gets doubled over with a double kick to the midsection. The boos continue a Silk & Cyanide beat her down with clubbing strikes across the back.

​​Kris Cruise: AMC is getting pummeled!

The camera cuts to the outside to show Sands being attended by ringside personnel. Back in the ring, AMC gets sent for the ride. When AMC returns, she gets brought down with Heaven Bound (inverted atomic drop by Mason into double knee backbreaker by Mariani). The boos continue as Silk & Cyanide follow up with Heaven Sent (double knee chestbreaker form Mason into double knee backbreaker from Mariani)! Mason makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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AMC gets the shoulder up.

Mason yanks up AMC and whips her hard across the ring. The turnbuckles rattle on impact after AMC crashes into them. AMC starts to stagger out of the corner until Mariani flattens her with a running elbow tackle. She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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AMC gets the shoulder up.

Mason heads over into the corner and starts to undo the top and middle turnbuckle pads.

Mariani pulls AMC back to her feet and takes control of her back before bringing her down with an inverted side headlock takeover. She then hits the ropes, rebound back and connects with a handspring moonsault across the back. She pulls AMC back over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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AMC gets the shoulder up.

Mariani yanks AMC up by the hair and whips her over towards Mason, who throws her into the exposed turnbuckles with a Japanese arm drag! Mariani pulls AMC up to her knees and chokes her from behind with the kendo stick. The boos continue as Mason adds insult to injury by gouging her eyes.

Kris Cruise: This isn’t looking good for AMC.

Stephy Auger: Sands is still down on the outside? Oh, it’s all but over, Cruise. But I don’t feel sorry for Thing 1 and Thing 2. Silk & Cyanide told them not to push their luck. But they kept poking and prodding the bears. Now, they’re getting mauled!

Mariani pulls AMC back to her feet. The crowd starts to murmur when they see Mariani take one end of the kendo stick and place it in AMC's mouth. The Divine Duo then exchange a knowing nod before bringing AMC down with a modified Canto V (Mariani goozles the opponent before Mason hits a spinning leg sweep, allowing Mariani to drive the opponent to the mat)!

Kris Cruise: What the hell!

Mariani takes AMC and tosses her through the ropes to the floor. Mason then heads out to the apron and starts scaling the turnbuckles while Mariani pulls AMC into position across the middle ropes. On cue, Silk & Cyanide drive AMC down with The Infernal Council (combination rope-hung DDT from Mariani and diving splash to the opponent's back from Mason)! The boos continue as Mariani pushes AMC over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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T-NO!

The crowd applauds when AMC gets the shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: She should’ve been smart and stayed down.

Mariani takes AMC and throws her down with a hard scoop slam before Silk & Cyanide head to the outside. Mason & Mariani drop to a knee and lift up the ring skirt before searching for something underneath the ring.

​​Kris Cruise: What are these two psychos up to now?

Stephy Auger: I’m going to tell them you said that about them!

Mariani keeps the ring skirt held up while Mason tosses out not one, not two, not three but four steel chairs from underneath the ring.

Kris Cruise: What could they possibly have in mind.

Stephy Auger: It’s Silk & Cyanide. Whatever it is, it’s bad news for Ashes to Ashes.

The crowd murmurs as Silk & Cyanide fold open the chairs and position them so that there's a pair of chairs positioned with the seats of the chairs against each other.

Kris Cruise: I think I know what they’re setting up for.

Stephy Auger: So do I. They did this to Ashley Sands a while back. They threw Sands over to the top rope with a double hip toss onto the seat of the chairs!

Silk & Cyanide roll back into the ring. Mason & Mariani look at each other and shake their heads before rolling back to the outside. The crowd gasps when they see Silk & Cyanide take the two pairs of chairs and position them so that the backs of the chairs are against each other.

Kris Cruise: Woah, woah, woah…

Silk & Cyanide slither into the ring. They look over and sees AMC struggling to pull herself across the ring. Mason smiles sweetly as she watches AMC crawling...and then the smile drops. Mariani then heads over, places a couple of fingers below AMC's chin and tilts her head upwards so she's looking right at her. The Divine Duo quickly yank AMC back to their feet before they each hook an arm. AMC shakes her head no. She tries to break free. But she's unable to. The crowd erupts with boos when Silk & Cyanide run forward before chucking AMC over the top rope with a double hip toss…




... and sending her crashing spine-first across the tops of the metal backs of all fours chairs!!! AMC bounces off the chairs before crying out in agony.

Kris Cruise: Jesus Christ!

Stephy Auger: Oh my God, can we get a replay of that?

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

Silk & Cyanide step back and admire their work... until Mariani gets beaned with a trash can on the back of the head!

Stephy Auger: What the…!?

Mason looks on as Mariani goes down in a heap. As soon as she turns around, Sands starts to fire off a flurry of right hands to the face!

Kris Cruise: Sands is firing back!

Sands takes Mason and goes for an irish whip. NO! Mason reverses, sending Sands for the ride. Instead of coming back, Sands hangs onto the ropes. Mason runs over to attack, but Sands ducks and dumps her over the top rope to the floor. Sands then steps out to the apron and starts to wave Mason up. Once Mason gets back to her feet and turns around, the crowd cheers when Sands flips her the double bird before jumping off the apron and planting her with a Tornado DDT! She makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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T-NO!

Mason gets the shoulder up.

Sands heads over, grabs a handful of cable wire and heads back over to Mason before choking her with it.

Stephy Auger: She’s trying to choke the life out of Mason!

Kris Cruise: It’s no DQ. She can keep choking her for as long as she likes.

Sands takes Mason, heads over and slams her face-first onto the announce table while the crowd counts along.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

"FOUR!"

"FIVE!"

"SIX!"

"SEVEN!"

"EIGHT!"

"NINE!"

"TEN!"

Sands doesn't bother clearing off the table. Instead, she rolls Mason right on top of the monitors. The crowd starts to murmur as Sands climbs up onto the apron and gauges the distance between the ring and the table.

Kris Cruise: Uh, Stephy, it might be time to leave.

Stephy Auger: I agree!

Sands steps back in through the ropes before carefully climbing them. Once she makes it to the top, the crowd rises to their feet while Sands carefully rises up from a crouched position.

Kris Cruise: Look out!

Sands flips off the top rope and sends Mason crashing through the table with the Sunset (Swanton Bomb)!

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

Sands sits up before falling over to her side. The champ appears to be in pain while Mason lays splayed out amongst the debris.

Kris Cruise: There’s carnage everywhere! There’s broken bodies everywhere!

After some time has passed, Sands slowly turns over and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

NO!

*DING!*

Mariani breaks up the count by flinging the ring bell right at Sands' head!

The boos continue as Mariani heads over, picks up the ring bell and whacks Sands across the back with it.

*DING!*

Mariani takes Sands and whips her hard against the guardrail. After Sands slides down to a seated position against the rail, Mariani heads over and applies a foot choke. The ref wants to jump in and break it up, but he knows that he can't enforce a five count. After a good 10 seconds, Mariani finally breaks the choke. Sands can be seen gasping for air, but Mariani doesn't let up on her attack at all. She pulls Sands up by the hair before driving her down face-first to the floor with a half nelson facebuster. The boos continue as she pushes Sands over onto her back before making the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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T-NO!

The crowd applauds when Sands gets the shoulder up.

Mariani heads over, grabs the protective matting and peels it back to expose the concrete floor underneath.

Kris Cruise: Oh boy…

Stephy Auger: It’s about to be night night for Ashley Sands!

Mason slowly heads back over, grabs Sands and rolls her back into the ring. After dragging her into position, the crowd boos when Sands gets brought down with the Diabolik (swinging neckbreaker to an opponent hanging off the apron to the arena floor)!

Kris Cruise: Right onto the exposed floor!

Mason makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THR-NO!

The crowd erupts with cheers when AMC leaps over and breaks up the pin!

Kris Cruise: AMC makes the timely save!

Mariani runs over and immediately starts nailing AMC with clubbing strikes across the back. She then pulls AMC up to a vertical base before ramming her back-first against the apron. The boos continue as she takes AMC and whips her hard into the guardrail. While AMC writhes in pain up against the guardrail, Mason heads over and motions for J.A. Aldridge to give up his seat. The ring announcer wisely does so. Mason then takes the chair and drags it into position while Mariani holds AMC's arms back form behind the guardrail.

Kris Cruise: What are these two setting up for now?

Mason sizes up AMC before running down the ringside area. She then uses the chair as the launchpad before knocking AMC down with the Cornix (chair-assisted flying clothesline)! NO! AMC breaks free and dives out of the way, causing Mariani to get flattened!

Stephy Auger: GAH!

Mason checks on her partner before slowly turning back towards AMC. Mason snarls as she retains to a vertical base.

Mason marches over towards the guardrail while AMC uses it to pull herself back up. She grabs a hold of AMC and tries for a suplex onto the concrete floor, but AMC blocks it. Mason tries to muscle her up for another suplex, but again, AMC blocks it. AMC grabs Mason and starts to lift her up, but she lets out a groan before lowering Mason back down.

Kris Cruise: She’s too hurt!

Sands heads over and gives AMC a helping hand. Ashes to Ashes then grab Mason and lift her up before delivering a double suplex onto the chair, flattening it!

Kris Cruise: I know that hurt!

The cheers continue as Sands makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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TH-NO!

The crowd sighs when Mason gets the shoulder up.

Sands takes Mason and rolls her back inside before rolling back into the ring. She then takes Mason and delivers an irish whip before running across the ring and connecting with the Wind Kick (corner big boot)! The cheers continue as Sands delivers another irish whip, follows Mason across the ring and blasts her with a second Wind Kick! Mason is then whipped back into the previous corner before Sands charges over and nearly takes her head off with a third Wind Kick! After Mason crumbles from out of the corner, Sands points to the top turnbuckle.

Kris Cruise: Sands is looking to end this thing right here!

Stephy Auger: get up, Mason! Get up!

Upon hearing the cheers of the crowd, Sands steps out to the apron and starts scaling the turnbuckles. Once Sands reaches the top, she flips off and hits the Sunset!

NO!

The crowd boos when Mason gets her knees up in time!

Stephy Auger: YES!

Sands bounces off Mason’s knees before rolling across the ring. Back in the corner, Mason uses the ropes to slowly pull herself back up. Once Sands finally makes her way back to her feet, Mason runs over to attack. The crowd cheers when Sands strikes first and counters with a front spinning leg sweep, sending Mason face-first to the mat. She then hits the ropes, comes back and delivers the Wind Whisper (Rolling Senton) across the back. After pulling Mason back to her feet, Sands goes for a vertical suplex. But Mason blocks and counters with the Kindest Cut (counters a suplex into a double knee chestbreaker)! She makes the cover.

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Sands gets the shoulder up.

The crowd boos as Mason turns Sands over into the prone position before giving her the Implied Consent (camel clutch with a double fishhook)! Mason continues to try and rip Sands’ mouth apart until AMC nearly knocks her head off with the Kick of Doom (superkick)!

Stephy Auger: Where did she come from!?

AMC picks up Mason and positions her for the Name Dropper (Pedigree). At the last second, Mason breaks free of the double underhooks, counters with a standing double leg and follows up with a catapult, sending AMC face-first into the exposed top turnbuckle!

Kris Cruise: Oh no!

AMC stumbles back before Mason drops her with Aphrodite’s Sweet Dream (heel kick to the back of an opponent's head)! The boos continue as she makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Sands dives over and breaks up the pin.

Kris Cruise: Silk & Cyanide were THIS close!

Stephy Auger: If this ref would count a little faster…

Sands takes Mason and whips her into the corner. She charges over and throws out another Wind Kick. This time, Mason catches the foot before shoving Sands down to the mat. Sands rolls backwards back to her feet until Mason tackles her down with a Lou Thesz Press. Mason follows up with repeated headbutts before delivering the Lorelei (with the opponent in a headlock, Mason dives out of the ring to snap their neck on the ropes)!

Sands clutches her throat while Mason looks for something underneath the ring. The crowd boos when Mason pulls out a trashcan and tosses it into the ring.

Mason slips back inside and drags Sands over into the corner. After applying a foot choke to her seated opponent, Mason takes the trashcan and shoves it between the middle and bottom ropes, positioning it right in front of Sands’ face. The crowd begins to murmur as Mason backs up just past the center of the ring.

Stephy Auger: You’re about to witness the end of Ashley Sands, Cruise.

Mason charges forward, hurls herself at Sands and drives the trashcan right into Sands’ face!

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Sands quickly slips out to the apron, causing Mason to crash into the trashcan!

Stephy Auger: NOOOO!

Sands slips down to the floor before pulling out a table from underneath the ring.

After the table is set up, Sands climbs back up onto the apron. She tries to powerbomb Mason off the apron through the table, but Mason blocks by dropping down to a knee. She then blocks again by wrapping her arms around Sands’ leg. Sands is eventually able to pull her leg free before putting the boots to Mason. She then pulls Mason back to her feet before Mason rakes her across the eyes. While Sands stumbles back, Mason does a double take as AMC leaps over and tackles her through the ropes, sending them crashing through the table below with the Walk of Fame (spear)!

Kris Cruise: What a spear from AMC!

Both grapplers remain laid out amongst the debris. With AMC on top of Mason, the ref heads over and makes the count.

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The crowd sighs when Mariani dives over and breaks up the pin.

Stephy Auger: Thank you, Erin! Thank you!

Mariani picks up AMC and returns the favor from earlier by delivering rolling Northern Lights Suplexes up the ramp. After the fifth Northern Lights, Mariani keeps the bridge held for the cover!

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The crowd cheers when Sands runs over and delivers a stomp to the midsection, breaking up the pin.

Sands then takes Mariani and tries for another bridging Northern Lights on the ramp. Mariani blocks, counters with a double ax handle across the back and follows up with a Backdrop Suplex! She makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when Sands gets the shoulder up.

Mariani puts a couple of fingers underneath Sands’ chin and tilts her head back. After taking a couple of steps back, Mariani runs forward before clobbering Sands with Lilith's Kiss (bicycle knee strike)! NO! Sands rolls out of the way. Mariani lands on her feet, turns around and gets doubled over with a boot to the midsection before Sands plants her with a DDT! Sands then tries for a springboard Tornado DDT off one of the steel columns, but Mariani pushes her off mid turn. Sands runs over to attack, but Mariani blasts her with Lilith's Kiss before planting her with the Subjugation (Implant DDT)! The boos continue as Mariani makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers when AMC runs over and breaks up the pin with a chair shot across the back!

Mariani rolls off of Sands before AMC gives her a chair shot across the torso! The cheers continue as AMC nails her with another chair shot before choking her with the chair.

Kris Cruise: AMC’s got Mariani right where she wants her.

After about seven seconds, AMC lets go. AMC then makes her way over towards the edge of the stage. The crowd erupts with cheers when the spotlight reveals two pairs of stacked tables on the arena floor below. AMC scans the crowd and nods.

Kris Cruise: It’s about to be over, Stephy! This doesn’t look good for Mariani!

Stephy Auger: Don’t you dare!

AMC marches over, grabs Mariani by the hair and drags her over towards the edge of the stage.

Stephy Auger: Please, AMC! Please!

AMC pulls Mariani up and knocks the taste of her mouth with the Chase-tizer (hard smack across the face) before doubling her over with a hard knee to the midsection. She then pulls her into a standing headscissors. She’s about to try and powerbomb Mariani when..

Mason cracks her across the back with the steel chair! AMC arches her back before dropping down to her knees.

Stephy Auger: YES! YES YES YES!

Mason peers over and sees the tables set up. After helping Mariani back up, she points down at the tables towards her partner. The Divine Duo share a nod before pulling AMC back to her feet.

​​Kris Cruise: No, no, no, no…

Gasps are heard when Silk & Cyanide hoist AMC into the air.

AMC’s eyes widen when she sees what she’s set up for. She tries to free herself by kicking her legs, but it’s to no avail. The crowd erupts with boos when Silk & Cyanide throw AMC off the stage and through the four tables below with Haute Tension (double team inverted crucifix powerbomb)!!!

Kris Cruise: …

Stephy Auger: Silk & Cyanide just powerbombed AMC straight to Hell!

Mason crouches down, grabs the edge of the stage with both hands and carefully drops down before sifting through the debris and making the cover on AMC.

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The crowd erupts with boos as “Your Addiction” plays throughout the arena.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this bout… aaaaaaaand NEEEEEEWWWWWW FGA World Tag Team Champions, SILK & CYANIDE!

The boos continue as Silk & Cyanide get handed the World Tag Team Championships. The Divine Duo then raises each others arms in victory, along with the belts.

​​Kris Cruise: That was one of the craziest tag team matches I’ve seen in a long, long time.

Stephy Auger: This win now makes Silk & Cyanide two-time World Tag Team Champions. Let’s not forget that they are also two-time former United States Tag Team Champions. Cruise, you can have Pendragon. You can have The Chaotics. This right here, Cruise, is the greatest tag team in FGA’s history! No one is more decorated than them! Now that they finally got their titles back, I don’t see them letting them go anytime soon.