Post by Joshua Samson, ESQ on Jun 27, 2019 12:03:07 GMT -8
Outside the arena, we see the arrival of a familiar trio - Hiro and Kono Masaki either side of their manager Jon Kellar. All three are dressed in smart (though tie-less) suits, though of course Kono still has his shirt untucked.
Nelson: Well, ladies and gentlemen, that is one half of our main event tonight. The Sons of Gold arriving here at the arena and this will be their first wrestling appearance together in Iconic Professional Wrestling.
Rose: And their last…
Nelson: Well it is true that the two have had their differences, but I spoke to Jon Kellar earlier and he assured me that they are on the same page, and ready for the main event.
Kellar greets security at the door as Hiro signs a couple of autographs for enthusiastic fans. Kono declines to do the same, and after checking their passes security allows the three of them continue down the corridor as the commentary continues.
Rose: Oh well, if Jon Kellar said it then it must be true…
Crumb: Rose, the Sons may have their problems, but look who’s on the other side. I mean Oliver Black battered his partner with a chair last time they were in a ring together.
Rose: Oh yes, right before Kono watched Oliver about to give his brother the same treatment.
Crumb: I’m telling you, the smart money is on the Sons…
Rose: Between them they’ve lost their last six matches… how is that “smart”?
Kellar shakes hands with one of the production managers, who points them down another corridor.
Crumb: You’ll see...
The camera holds position as Kellar and the Sons disappear from view.
Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO CHAOS!!
“Saints of Los Angeles” by Mötley Crüe blares as the show pans about the capacity crowd of about a thousand or so people. Signs, banners, and posters are sprinkled throughout the crowd such as “If The Heavyweight Title Is Vacant I’ll Take It”, “Brady Vega. Really?!”, and “Jessie Roberts Will You Marry Me?”
Nelson: We have an action packed show for you guys as always and from what I have heard we have a couple of celebrities here tonight!
Crumb: OH MY GOD YES! There’s Jenna Dewan from “Step Up” and Camila Alves which I’m sure many people know as Matthew McConaughey’s wife. Not many people know she was also a part of a kids BBQing show in Food Network.
Rose: You are quite the little fanboy there, Crumbbum. But yes, it is quite exciting because that means our little company is becoming more known throughout the LA area!
Nelson: While that is all great I do have some “unpredictable” news for you all. The first match of the evening which would have seen the returning Jodi go up against the debuting Brady Vega has been cancelled due to neither Icon showing up tonight.
Crumb: While that does suck, I did hear that the match has been rescheduled for the next Chaos. So we’re going to have to wait until then to see this match.
Rose: Hopefully these two show up for the show then or else it isn’t going to be looking too good for them for future employment dates.
Nelson: Well in the second match, which is now the first match, we have a double debut as Lana Jacobs will be taking on Lucy Fuhr who comes in a package deal with her manager, Chester.
Crumb: I saw those two backstage and they’re pretty intimidating. Lana is going to have one heck of a challenge ahead of her.
Rose: Well hopefully these two will keep their minds on the prize and not start acting like a lot of the other Lady Icons in this business.
Nelson: I think a lot of people are looking forward to Kasey Winterborn taking on Willow Rainn in what a lot of people are thinking is going to be a throw ‘em down type of match.
Crumb: These two Lady Icons are very evenly matched but I do believe that Kasey just might have the slightest edge over Willow.
Rose: Only time will tell if that will happen. But I do know that Kasey has a drive that I haven’t seen here in IPW in a long time.
Nelson: Another person that has been plenty interesting is Penelope who has been doing pretty well for herself since her official Iconic Professional Wrestling debut a couple of weeks ago.
Crumb: She’s been pushing herself, trying to find something or prove something… I don’t know. But she has been putting everyone on notice that she isn’t one to be ignored.
Rose: But she does have a challenge ahead of her as she faces off against lucky Jessie Roberts. So we cannot forget about that.
Nelson: A lot of people have been talking about the next match where those loyal to Brooklyn Holloway dubbed The New Regime, comprised of The Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway and “The Real Champion” Stasi Herveaux will be taking on those loyal to Joshua Samson in Loyalty which is Fierce, Olivia Rhodes and “The Iconic Queen” Astrid Samson.
Crumb: I think this has been a bit more talked about because of all the drama that surrounds the match. A lot of stuff, mostly nonsense, has been going on between these two groups for weeks now and it seems to be coming to a head here tonight. Though I don’t really think this is going to end it all.
Rose: There is a lot of cockiness and a couple of huge egos in this batch of Icons. If it doesn’t turn out to be a total disaster, I’m going to be pleasantly surprised that they all managed to contain themselves and keep their focus on the match instead of whatever personal feelings they may have.
Nelson: In our main event of the evening, the Sons of Gold, Hiro and Koo Masaki, will be taking on quite the dysfunctional team of former Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champions Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan, who is also the reigning Television Champion.
Crumb: You know, I wasn’t surprised that Oliver Black did that promo. A few people have been saying that he’s lost his touch but clearly… he has not. But Aaron… I don’t know if he feels like he can trust him to have his back in this match.
Rose: Well neither can the other team really since Kono and Kiroyuki seemed to be slightly had a bit of a disagreement as well. Both teams are dysfunctional, even in just the slightest, and in our main event we’re going to see which is the least.
Nelson: So without further adieu, let us get Chaos started!
The camera pans to show Herbert Torres standing in the middle of the ring.
Torres: The following DEBUT match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!
"Sweet But Psycho" Plays as Lana Jacobs comes out with a spongebob squarepants doll as she skips to the ring as she gets in she sets the doll down as she leans in to hear what it says as she smirks before turning around to the ref.
Nelson: I think that saying Lana Jacobs is interesting is a bit of an understatement.
Crumb: I didn’t even think that Spongebob was still a thing but I guess people still know who he is.
Rose: I have to agree with her theme… she seems sweet… but also a psycho.
A spotlight flickers at the top of the ramp, giving light to the otherwise dark arena as ”Laughing Bloody Murder” by Cinema Strange plays from the speakers. It flickers a few times before finally staying, except when it does suddenly Chester appears in the middle of the spotlight. He stands with a grin, as he grasps his cane tightly in his left hand. Chester then takes a step back with his left foot to motion to the entrance that leads to the back. Out from the darkness stalks Lucy Fuhr. She drags her feet against the ramp. Chester swiftly lifts his hand to stop her which she does once she reaches his side. It is then, much to the disgust of the crowd, he holds her by the chin and brushes her hair with his hand. Lucy Fuhr stares emptily into his eyes before matching his grin with one of her own. She then continues to stalk forward, eyes focused on the ring. Chester walks a few steps behind her as he shouts to the crowd. She slithers under the ropes to the center of the ring, where she stares at the crowd. The spotlight follows her the whole time. After a few seconds, she rises to one knee before rising completely. Her music continues to play as she stares curiously into the crowd with her head slightly bent to the side.
Nelson: Lucy Fuhr comes out here with Chester and is looking to strike fear into the souls of Iconic Professional Wrestling Icons… at least that is what I have gathered.
Rose: I am intrigued as to what exactly it is that Lucy Fuhr has in store for us. She seems to be the type of person to command the ring and the attention of everyone… but what is she like inside said ring?
Crumb: I guess we’re going to be finding that out here in a few minutes. A double debut… what a treat.
The referee looks at both Lady Icons to make sure they are ready for the upcoming match. Both nod before the referee calls for the bell making the match officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
Lucy turns and briefly tries to say something to Chester outside of the ring. Lana runs across the ring and almost immediately blasts Lucy with a forearm smash! She follows it up with a second and then grabs hold of Lucy. She tries to shoot her across the ring almost right away. Lucy reverses the attempt and waits for Lana to return on the rebound, only to have Lana connect with a handspring back elbow! Lucy pulls herself back up to her feet. Lana closes the gap and immediately begins to hit Lucy with a series of kicks!
Nelson: Well I guess it is safe to say that Jacobs is not wasting any time in taking the fight to Fuhr. She clearly wants to tell the fans and the other Icons that she is here and she is not going anywhere.
Crumb: She is being bold that’s for sure. But she also has to be careful because at any moment Lucy could turn things around and make her regret this brashness.
Rose: It seems to be a common occurrence with all IPW newbies… but look at where most of them have ended up. I doubt that she’s the one to “break the mold” if you know what I mean.
Lucy finally creates enough space between herself and Lana by backing up to the ropes. Lana tries to close the gap, but Lucy steps forward and hits Lana in the mouth with a European uppercut. She follows it up with a second that drops Lana down to a knee. Lucy charges forward and blasts Lana in the mouth with a running knee! Lana stumbles around from the impact. Lucy grabs Lana by the hair and tries to pull her in. Lucy gets her into position for a sitout neckbreaker, but Lana responds by shoving her away. Lana spins around and blasts Lucy in the mouth with a spinning backfist! She then leaps into the air and hits Lucy with a dropkick!
Nelson: A brief exchange there before Jacobs was able to shove Fuhr away and turn things back into her favor.
Crumb: It did look to me as though Lucy didn’t move fast enough getting Lana in position for what appeared to be a sitout neckbreaker, allowing Lana to get in that shove.
Rose: I think it was a simple mistake and that Lucy will quickly rectify the situation. She doesn’t seem like the type to let something like that go easily.
Before Lucy can pull herself back up, Lana positions herself over her and tries to land on Lucy with a standing moonsault. Lucy rolls out of the way and causes Lana to crash into the mat instead! Lucy quickly grabs Lana and locks on a crossface! Lana's eyes go wide in pain. Lucy pulls back and tries to do as much damage as she possibly can! Chester taunts Lana by telling her she's got no choice but to quit. This continues for a few moments longer with Lana desperately trying to pull herself over toward the ropes.
Nelson: Fuhr was able to get out of the way of that moonsault and quickly turn things around, shifting the momentum of this match in her favor.
Crumb: She really does seem to know what she’s doing while Lana seems to be a bit of a flibbertigibbet if you know what I mean.
Rose: Well it is clear that Lana might have let her head get to her. Let’s see if Lucy will be able to keep this momentum going.
Lucy continues to pull back as Lana reaches for the ropes. She grabs them, but Lucy keeps the hold locked in as the referee counts.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four...Lucy finally releases the hold.
The referee tries to explain the rules of the match to her, but Lucy pushes past him and drags Lana back up to her feet.
Nelson: It may not have won her the match...
Rose: But you know that a move like that is going to do a lot of damage!
Crumb: It'll slow down the pace quite a bit, too!
Once Lana is back on her feet, Lucy drives her knee hard into her ribs. She does it a second time for good measure before grabbing Lana and sending her down to the mat with a snapmare! Lana tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Lucy bounces off of the ropes and tries to hit Lana with a running dropkick! Lana rolls out of the way and causes Lucy to crash into the mat instead! Both Lady Icons pull themselves back up to their feet. Lucy tries to keep control of the match and is caught with a hurricanrana! She hooks the leg for the cover.
One...
Two...
THR... KICK OUT!
Nelson: So far it seems to me as though these Lady Icons are pretty evenly matched. Whoever manages to get the win will definitely have earned it.
Crumb: Both women are given their all that’s for sure, but I believe that maybe Lana might be fading. She seems pretty gassed.
Rose: She doesn’t know how to pace herself it seems… but IPW is a learning curve for a lot of wrestlers and it is clear that some cannot handle it.
Lana steps toward Lucy and hits her with a series of kicks that send her stumbling back. Lana then steps back toward the middle of the ring and charges at Lucy. Before she can do anything, Lucy steps forward and hits her with a crescendo kick! Lana crashes hard to the mat. Lucy charges and slaps on a mandible claw!
Nelson: Fuhr calls this Beelzebub!
Crumb: And It looks like there’s no coming back for Lana.
Rose: It will take a miracle.
Lucy tightens the claw around Lana’s jaw while forcing her two fingers further down her throat. Lana can do nothing but frantically tap out.
Torres: The winner of this match...Lucy Fuhr!!!
Nelson: A well earned debut victory for Lucy Fuhr.
Crumb: Both gave it everything they had and so therefor Lana shouldn’t be upset about anything.
Rose: I guess she could give it another go come next Chaos.
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Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
The opening electronic strings of "Warrior" fade into the arena, growing louder as it progresses. The lights start pulsing in time with the start of the drumbeat, and as the lyrics begin a figure appeared silhouetted against the backdrop.
The spotlight kicked on, shining down onto Kasey Winterborn. With a slight smile on her face and determination in her eyes, she raises her hands in the air to the overwhelming cheers of the crowd.
After a moment of posing, she smiles and begins her descent down the ramp. Along the way she looks around at the crowd cheering for her, reaching out and slapping hands with a couple of fans at ringside. She slides into the ring under the bottom rope and kips up to her feet, where she runs and leaps up to the middle rope at the turnbuckle and glances out at the crowd, smiling as she raises a fist in the air.
Nelson: Last time, Winterborn showed us that she has something to prove when she defeated Effie Bingham in her debut.
Crumb: But her opponent this week is not as easy as Effie was for her last week. She is facing Willow Rainn.
Rose: If she does to Willow what she did to Effie… I highly doubt that they’ll be much of a problem for her.
"Frankenstein" plays as Willow walks out to a roar of boos as she didn't let that bother her as she was in a trance her body swaying around as she walks down the ramp as she gets into the ring she sits on the bottom turnbuckle as she looks up at the ceiling muttering things to herself as her theme dies down.
Nelson: Willow Rainn has been on a tear and so I think that that Winterborn better make sure she is ready for whatever Rainn is going to throw at her.
Crumb: Thought, at least to me, it seems like Willow has started to lose her touch?
Rose: Has she? I thought it was just me noticing something different.
The referee looks at both Lady Icons to make sure that they are ready. He then calls for the bell just a few seconds later as the match is officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
Willow Rainn smirks across the ring at Kasey Winterborn. She and Kasey then both approach each other in the center of the ring. The two Lady Icons circle one another for a few seconds. They then grapple up and struggle for the advantage. Willow Rainn quickly gets Kasey trapped in a side headlock. Smirking, she applies pressure to try and wear the Wicked Little Machine down---receiving quite a few boos from the fans for her efforts. Willow ignores them and continues to keep the hold locked in. Kasey Winterborn continues to try and fight her way out of the hold---eventually managing to shove Willow Rainn off and shooting her across the ring. Kasey steps toward the center of the ring to meet Willow on the rebound, only to have Willow charge in with a big forearm smash! Kasey crashes to the mat as the fans boo Willow---who seems to enjoy the reaction quite a bit.
Nelson: Willow Rainn is loving this!
Rose: Of course she is! You know she doesn’t give a damn about these fans.
Willow steps toward Kasey and delivers a few hard stomps to wear her down despite Kasey's best efforts to reach her feet. Nonetheless, Kasey reaches her feet just a few seconds later. Willow closes the gap and hits Kasey in the mouth with a few right hands. She then grabs her and backs her into the ropes. Willow tries to shoot Kasey across the ring, but Kasey is able to reverse the Irish whip attempt. She steps toward the middle of the ring to meet Willow on the rebound, lifts her into the air, and delivers an inverted atomic drop! The impact sends Willow stumbling around in pain. Willow tries to shake it off before she charges at Kasey but walks right into a flapjack! Willow's face bounces off of the mat, though she wisely rolls over to the ropes and tries to pull herself back up to her feet!
Nelson: That may not have been much, but it definitely made sure that Rainn did not get too much momentum in this match!
Rose: Willow is going to turn it around, Patticake! Don't you worry!
Crumb: You’re going to be soul crushed if Kasey pulls this out, huh?
Rose: Shaddup!
When Willow reaches her feet, Kasey Winterborn charges and tries to keep the momentum on her side. Unfortunately for her, Willow appears to be ready---stepping forward and knocking Kasey off balance with an elbow shot. Willow grabs Kasey, turns her around, and lift her into the air to deliver a snap suplex! Willow goes for the cover.
One...
Two...
THR---KICK OUT!
Nelson: I do think that both of you should retract your statement. Do NOT count Rainn out just yet.
Crumb: She might have been in control of the match so far… but it can all change in the quickest of flashes.
Rose: I just hope that this match doesn’t end up being a total snore fest.
Kasey slowly tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Willow grabs her and once again begins to strike with a series of elbow shots. Kasey struggles to keep herself upright. Smirking, Willow bounces off of the ropes to pick up a bit of momentum---unfortunately getting caught with a desperation superkick when she gets close to Kasey on the rebound! The fans cheer. Kasey drops down on top of Willow and hooks the leg for the cover.
One…
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Winterborn telescoped Rainn bouncing off the ropes perfectly.
Rose: Nelly, you and I both know that the kick was out of desperation.
Crumb: It rocked Willow that’s for sure.
The fans are on their feet cheering Kasey on and trying to will her to victory. Kasey lines herself up with Willow, waits for her to make it back up to her feet. Once Willow is almost up, Kasey rushes from behind, trying to deliver a bulldog! Willow senses it and just barely grabs hold of Kasey at the last second---sideslamming Kasey down to the mat!
Kasey slowly pulls herself back up to her feet as Willow smirks. Kasey tries to charge at Kasey in hopes of catching her by surprise with The Gold Rush, though before he can snap it off, Kasey steps out of the way! Willow's momentum carries him a few extra steps. He then turns around and faces the Brutal Havok Champion. Kasey steps forward and connects with her Tempest Rush (three back spinning heel kicks)! Once Willow drops to the mat, Kasey locks her in the Wicked Little Machine (sharpshooter with reverse facelock!
Crumb: WHAT CAN WILLOW RAINN BE THINKING AS KASEY WINTERBORN HAS HER LOCKED IN THE WICKED LITTLE MACHINE SUPER TIGHT?!?!
Willow tries to struggle out of the move with no success. She has no choice but to pound the canvas to submit.
Torres: The winner of this match...Kasey Winterborn!
Nelson: It was an intense and fast-paced match between very talented Lady Icons, but in the end...
Rose: Don't even say it, Patticake. It was a fluke! Next time, Willow will win!
Suddenly the crowd starts to murmur as Lana Jacobs comes skipping down the aisle. Kasey turns to face the rampway and slightly frowns. Lana skips to the ringside area and then makes her way all the way around the ring.
Crumb: Er… what in the heck is Lana Jacobs doing out here?
Kasey cocks her head as Lana stops, giggles, and waves at her. She bends down, flips up the ring skirt and pulls out what looks like a broom handle attached to an oversized mallet head.
Crumb: What the hell is that?!
Nelson: It...is...a…giant…mallet…
Crumb: What the hell is she gonna do with that?
Rose: Have some fun apparently!
Lana waves the mallet at the crowd while Kasey just stares at the thing, looking almost amused at the sight of it. Lana slides into the ring, bringing the mallet with her. Kasey steps out of the ring and walks backward up the rampway.
Nelson: Winterborn is getting the hell out of dodge!
Crumb: And that is a very smart decision on her end.
Rose: Lord only knows what Lana has going through her head right now.
Looking evilly upon the rising Willow Rainn, Lana nails her in the leg with the mallet! Willow clutches at her right knee as she goes down to the left one. Lana brings the mallet down across her back and then swings it around, hitting Willow in the head! Willow goes down and Lana drills her in the back again and again!
Crumb: WHAT IN THE…
Nelson: Lana Jacobs has gone and lost it, attacking Willow Rainn with that mallet!
Rose: Oh this… this is good. I’m thoroughly liking this.
Security rushes into the ring to stop her. Giggling, Lana drops the mallet and slides out to the floor. Trainers hit the ring to check on the semi conscious Willow as Lana skips to the back.
Nelson: I am still a bit confused as to what exactly is going on?!
Crumb: Why Willow Rainn though is what I want to know?
Rose: Well we all know now that Lana Jacobs is a tad bit on the psycho side… just like her theme song says.
Butterscotch Monroe stands in front of a wall of sponsors, Jon Kellar alongside her.
Monroe: Thanks Patrick, joining me now is the manager of the Sons of Gold, the “Human Dynamite” Jon Kellar. Jon… your team is main eventing the show tonight, how does that feel?
Kellar: I’m thrilled, both of them have put in a lot of hard work on both sides of the Pacific in the past few months.
Monroe: You’re up against tough competition tonight, two former IPW champions in Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan, both of whom hold singles victories over the Sons in recent weeks. Do you think you can turn things around tonight?
Kellar: I’ll admit the record is somewhat one sided, but Hiro and Kono are in the best shape they’ve been in for a long time. They’re certainly more united than Kostan and Black are going to be after what happened a few weeks ago.
Monroe: Some would say that the Sons are lacking unity after those events though...
Kellar: I'm not going to pretend that the Sons have a perfectly harmonious relationship but they’ve always come together in the ring when it matters. At the end of the day, they both want to win. I’m confident that this team can take on all comers.
Monroe: Does that mean a run at the Tag Team titles is on the horizon?
Kellar smiles
Kellar: Let’s not get carried away. I’m grateful that Mrs. Holloway has given the Sons the opportunity to showcase their talents here tonight.
Monroe: You mention Mrs. Holloway, and we’ve seen a war of words between you and Joshua Samson on Social Media. Does this mean you’re backing Brooklyn Holloway in the ongoing power struggle?
Kellar clears his throat
Kellar: I don’t concern myself with politics, I just want to talk about tonight’s match.
Monroe: But surely…
Kellar: Ms Monroe, my primary concern is the career of the Sons of Gold, individually and collectively. My interest in IPW’s power struggle ends there. Closed.
??: I’m sorry to hear that Mr. Kellar.
Brooklyn Holloway, escorted on either side by The Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway, waltzes into frame, dressed in formitting black skirt and flowy white top. The hispanic woman didn’t look too happy as she put her right hand on her hip.
Brooklyn: I don’t believe you’ll be wanting to close that door just yet Jon Kellar. Remember, the Sons of Gold are competing in their very first main event tonight and it's not like you have Joshua Samson to thank for that.
Kellar: And I’m grateful Ms Holloway, but I learned to stay out of politics a long time ago.
Brooklyn: So you say Kellar. Though you need to remember that I know your history. I also know that you are a steadfast advocate for wrestling to remain in the hands of people who truly know this business, as in former wrestlers like me for example, and not in the hands of someone who only sees this business as a way to make a quick buck like Joshua Samson, Esquire. In all honesty, it seems to me that you and I are more alike than you want to think or admit.
Kellar doesn’t answer
Brooklyn: Cat got your tongue Jon?
There’s still no answer from Kellar as Brooklyn continues to stand there, looking confident.
Brooklyn: Well… I guess I should wish you the best of luck tonight Jon Kellar. I hope my faith in you and the Sons of Gold is not misjudged. Because I’d hate to have to… re-evaluate my decision.
Brooklyn, followed by the Headhunters, exit the scene, Kellar turns his head to watch them leave, then back to Monroe.
Kellar: If you’ll excuse me Ms Monroe.
Monroe: Of course.
Kellar leaves.
Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
”Footsteps (Go Higher)” by Pop Evil plays throughout the arena as smoke begins to fill the ramp. Out of nowhere, Penelope begins crawling seductively while yanking on her hair here and there. The fans chant freak as she hissed at them. She finally made it to the ring and lays on her belly snarling while she waits for her opponent.
Nelson: I am not going to lie… I think I am starting to like Penelope. I may not agree with her but I like what she can do in the ring.
Crumb: She has been impressive I am going to give her that.
Rose: But she’s no better than ASStrid… whining for attention.
With ”Mama Said Knock You Out” playing in the background Jessie walks out onto the stage and starts to bounce around trying to get loose. She waited for a few moments before she walked down and slaps hands with a few fans as she does this before she stops at the steps slapping the top of them before getting in the ring. She then get in and bounces around then if she is out on her own look at the entrance waiting for her opponents or if others are in the ring she looks on at them.
Nelson: A lot of people are saying that Jessie Roberts’ luck has to be running out soon but I think she is just that good. She has the heart of a true warrior!
Crumb: That she does there. Jessie Roberts gives each match her all and never gives up despite whatever odds and opponent is staring her down.
Rose: Pfft… Jessie Roberts is nothing more than someone who gets lucky when it matters. If she just listens to me and gets a bit more edge to her she could rule IPW.
The referee looks at both Lady Icons to make sure they are ready, Penelope and Jessie both nodding their heads. The referee then calls for the bell, making the match officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
Penelope walks around the ring and enjoys the somewhat negative response that she's receiving from the fans. Jessie Roberts simply glares at him and shakes her head. Penelope finally steps toward the middle of the ring and the two Lady Icons grapple up with one another. There is a brief struggle for the advantage---neither willing to give the other an inch. Penelope finally is able to power Jessie back against the ropes. She holds her there for a moment before blasting Jessie in the mouth with an elbow shot! Penelope follows it up with a second before shooting Jessie across the ring. Penelope steps toward the middle of the ring and lifts Jessie into the air for a big body drop! Penelope smirks before standing up and dropping an elbow onto Jessie before she can pull herself back up to her feet. Penelope remains on top of Jessie for the cover.
One…
Two...
THR...KICK OUT!
Penelope pulls herself back up to her feet and immediately leans against the ropes confidently, causing quite a few boos from the fans.
Nelson: There is something to be said for how calm this young Lady Icon is able to remain.
Rose: I respect it to an extent, but let's be real. She's only going to rub people with a lot of talent the wrong way if she keeps it up!
Crumb: I'm surprised you're letting that bother you...
Rose: Oh, I never said it was bothering me!
Penelope grabs Jessie and drags her back up to her feet. Penelope hits Jessie in the mouth with an elbow shot to knock her groggy. She follows it up with a second that sends Jessie stumbling back. Recovering, Jessie immediately charges forward, Penelope getting a foot in the air as she tries to kick Jessie in the mouth with a big boot!
Jessie ducks underneath the attempt and waits for Penelope to turn around. Jessie blasts Penelope in the mouth with a European uppercut! She follows it up with a second and then a third! Penelope stumbles back from the impact. Penelope recovers and charges forward to try and connect with a clothesline! Jessie ducks underneath the attempt and lines herself up with Penelope. She leaps into the air and hits Penelope with a Pele kick that sends her crashing to the mat!
Penelope tries to pull herself back up, but Jessie rushes in and blasts Penelope with a knee shot that sends her staggering. Jessie grabs Penelope---sending her crashing to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! Jessie covers.
One…
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Oh! That was a very close call! To me it actually looked like the referee’s hand was just off the mat by milimeters when Penelope managed to kick out.
Crumb: Jessie is showing Penelope that she’s what it takes to make it in this company.
Rose: And I doubt that Penelope is going to be able to pay attention since she does what she wants her way and basically says screw everyone else.
Jessie grabs Penelope and locks in a front facelock. She begins to apply pressure in an effort to wear Penelope down. Penelope tries to fight her way out of Jessie's grasp, but Jessie responds by driving her knee hard into Penelope's ribs. Penelope once again tries to fight her way out of Jessie's grasp. Penelope drives Jessie back into the nearest turnbuckle and slams her against it! She follows it up a second time before dragging Jessie toward the middle of the ring. Penelope hoists Jessie into the air, slamming her down to the mat with a vertical suplex!
Jessie slowly tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Penelope charges and hits Jessie with a big clothesline! Jessie hits the mat hard. Penelope takes a moment to pause and flex---taunting the booing fans. Penelope then goes for the cover.
One…
Two...
THR...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Well that one for sure rocked Roberts. Penelope is not holding back.
Crumb: She wants to show the world that she’s the better sister and quite frankly if she keeps this up she damn well might prove it.
Rose: But I doubt she’ll be able to keep her mind focused and that is going to be her downfall. If she wants to prove she’s better she’s got to stop with the attention seeking whining that she’s been doing.
Penelope looks down at Jessie with a look of fake shock on her face. She grabs Jessie and slowly drags her back up. Slowly shaking her head, Penelope hits Jessie in the mouth with a hard right hand! She follows it up with a second. Penelope shakes her arm for a few seconds to loosen it up before swinging a big right haymaker at Jessie's jaw!
Jessie ducks underneath the attempt, leaps into the air, and hits Penelope with a dropkick! Penelope pulls herself back up. Jessie bounces off of the ropes and charges Penelope, who launches Jessie in the air for a back body drop! Jessie lands on her feet behind Penelope. Jessie pauses for a moment, waiting for the perfect moment to strike! As soon as Penelope turns around, Jessie plants her on the mat with a tornado DDT! Penelope wisely crawls over to the nearest turnbuckle and leans against it in an effort to recover.
Nelson: I think Penelope is slowly but surely realizing that she might want to stay focused!
Crumb: That...might be a good idea, yes...
Penelope continues to slump in the corner as the Hawkeye Warrior stands in the middle of the ring. She glares at Penelope for a moment before charging forward and trying to crush Jessie against the turnbuckle with a running cannonball splash! Penelope just barely gets out of the way in time! Jessie is slow to pull herself back up to her feet. Penelope drags herself back up to her feet. She takes a moment to wave a finger at Jessie Roberts, once again drawing a negative response from the crowd.
Rose: These fans wouldn’t know a good thing if it hit them in their collective faces!
Penelope grabs Jessie and hits her with a kick to the back. She tries to drag her back up to her feet. Penelope locks Jessie into a full nelson. Jessie tries to fight her way out of the hold, prompting Penelope to almost immediately lift Jessie into the air for a full nelson slam! Jessie frees herself before she can be slammed and lands on the mat!
Crumb: That was a nifty escape!
Jessie immediately hits Penelope in the mouth with Lose Some Teeth (superkick)! Penelope tries to pull herself back up to her feet---only for Jessie to stuff her head between her legs, lift her up, and drop her with Hawkeye Pride (sitout powerbomb)!
One…
Two...
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match...Jessie Roberts!!!
Nelson: That was nothing short of a picture perfect finisher. A beautiful series of events to close out the match!
Crumb: A well earned victory too I would like to add. For a second there I did think that maybe Penelope had this one… but she’s got to cut down on the gloating.
Rose: Do that type of stuff to the wrong person and you too can wind up brutally attacked like someone we all know and not love.
The scene fades in from the match as Jessie Robert’s music is still echoing in the background as Butterscotch Monroe knocks on the office door of Brooklyn Holloway. As she waits for the door to open, she readies herself… but even she wasn’t ready for who answered the door… Stasi Herveaux. The raven haired woman stood there, arms folded across her chest as she glared at Butterscotch. The shine from the metal of the Real Championship can be seen from around her waist.
Stasi: Is there something I can help you with Butters?
Butterscotch: Uh...I’m here to question Mrs. Holloway about some issues.
Stasi: Yeah… that won’t be happening. You see, Brooklyn has a company to run because Joshua Samson is being a little bitch boy with his “wife” and his mistress. So she’s a little bit too preoccupied at the moment.
Butterscotch: But everyone is curious about the statements made to Jon Kellar earlier tonight concerning him and the Sons of God.
Stasi: They might be curious… but it’s not like they’re entitled to elaborated statements. You always act like you and everyone else… that you are allowed to know the thoughts inside someone’s head. You are… incredibly rude Butters.
Butterscotch: Or perhaps I’m just doing my due diligence as an investigative journalist for this company, Stasi? Have you forgotten that’s why I was hired?
Stasi: You are a backstage interviewer. You think that by calling yourself a “journalist” that you are someone that should be revered.
Butterscotch: I’m not here to debate my title or my job description with you. I know why I was hired here by the owner, Joshua Samson, and I will continue to do my job regardless. Now if you excuse me?
Stasi continues to block the door.
Stasi: You were hired by ONE of the owners and you weren’t allowed access. So slow your roll there.
The door opens behind the Real Champion drawing everyone’s attention. Expecting Brooklyn Holloway to emerge instead it is a short statured, weasly looking cheap suit wearing man with a smug smile on his face. He pushes his glasses further up the bridge of his nose before brushing his dark brown hair out of his eyes.
Man: There a problem out here, Ms. Herveaux?
Stasi: Butters is being annoying… but that’s nothing out of the usual. She thinks she’s entitled to clarification on Brooklyn’s comments from earlier.
The man peers over the top of his glasses over the shoulder of Stasi at Butterscotch.
Man: Butters? Butters? This name doesn’t ring a bell.
Butterscotch: I’m…
Completely ignoring Butterscotch, the man speaks directly to Stasi.
Man: Who is this woman, Ms. Herveaux?
Stasi: Butterscotch Monroe, the biggest pain in the ass in this company… backstage interviewer who thinks she’s a real journalist.
Butterscotch rolls her eyes.
Butterscotch: And who are you, sir?
The man removes his glasses to further inspect the longtime friend of Joshua Samson.
Man: Backstage interviewer, huh? I’m not impressed. And if I’m not impressed you can beat your patooty that Mrs. Holloway isn’t impressed. Please get rid of her, Ms. Herveaux.
Stasi: Yeah… I’ve tried that and this is one fly that won’t shoo away.
Man: Ms. Herveaux, do what you do best.
With a look of trepidation, Butterscotch glares Stasi.
Butterscotch: Wait, wait. I’ll gladly leave. At least tell me who you are?
The man places his glasses back upon his face before address Butterscotch.
Man: Why, Mrs. Monroe, I am none other than THE Voice of the New Regime. I am the spoken word of Mrs. Holloway herself. Why should she have to step down off of Mt. Olympus in order to address mere mortal such as yourself? My name is Benedict Mason Wentworth and you, Mrs. Monroe, like so many others in this company, are simply unworthy. Now good evening, ma’am.
BMW steps back into the room and slams the door behind him.
Stasi: You heard him… get out before I do what I do best. I’m really starting to think you want to end up just like Joshua Samson.
Butterscotch: I’m going, I’m going.
Stasi: Toodles…
Stasi does a quick flip of a certain finger before disappearing back inside of the office.
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The camera comes in backstage following IPW’s Television Champion, Aaron Kostan as he walks towards the interview set. When he arrives there he looks around for a moment before giving a questioning glance towards Mickey “Mouse” Greer as he walks towards him.
Aaron: “Do you know where Mrs. Monroe is?”
Mickey: “I can’t say I do. Are you supposed to be meeting her for an interview?”
Aaron: “Well I thought I was.”
Mickey: “Well you know...I am a journalist too. Perhaps I can fill in?”
Aaron looked at the notorious gossip peddler cautiously. Mickey motioned with his hand for Aaron to step into the interviewing area. After another moment of consideration, Kostan shuffled his way into the box and finally responded.
Aaron: “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to...inconvenience you.”
Mickey: “Nonsense! Come come, let’s talk about your match tonight!”
Aaron turns his head skeptically then agrees.
Aaron: “Alright, let’s do it.”
Mickey: “Great!”
Mickey looks down then towards the camera, clearly talking to the crew behind it.
Mickey: “Can you guys see this? Zoom out a bit.”
The camera zooms out until the Television Championship around “The Artist’s” waist is in view.
Mickey: “Can you see the belt now? Awesome!”
He turns back towards the champion.
Mickey: “We have to make sure that shiny championship is in frame! You have worked so hard to get it back into a good standing in this company.”
Aaron: “I-”
Mickey: “You are back in the main even for the first time since February and the Television Championship is back in the main event for the first time since January thanks to your efforts!”
Aaron: “I can’t take all the credit-”
Mickey: “Well of course you can’t! You certainly wouldn’t be here without Oliver!”
Aaron goes to respond but his mouth stays agape for a minute as he recollects his thoughts.
Aaron: “No...I mean people like Erik Holland, Minx, Astrid and the whole lot of opponents I have face during this reign who, despite their lack of focus or misaligned focus, still came into their respective Television Championship matches and wrestled their hearts out in that ring. That dedication...that desire to hold this championship at all costs is what makes it prestigious and worthy of the main event tonight.”
Greer shakes his head.
Mickey: “Respectfully, I’m going to have to disagree with you there Aaron. Most of those people you mentioned have hit the road...POOF! Gone from IPW. Those that haven’t have moved on. No one in the locker room is talking about your successes either in reverence or in disgust. You’ve gotten little air time, and have rarely pursued any on Chaos. You have practically disappeared my friend. Then Oliver came back into your life, slapped you around with a chair a few times, almost got Kono to do the same, and bada bing bada boom, you’re back in the main event!”
Aaron chuckles.
Aaron: “What are you doing Mickey?”
Mickey: “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I just assumed you would have some praise for your partner.”
Aaron: “You know very well that I don’t have any kind words for Oliver.”
Mickey: “You did in your promo this week.”
Aaron rubs his bearded chin for a moment and chuckles again.
Aaron: “I see someone has been studying...Yes, I said that I agreed with his point of view on a few key arguments on the last Chaos...but when it all boils down to the nitty gritty, Oliver Black is not a good person. He’s a man who relies way too much on material things, and now that he has lost his precious Heavyweight Championship he’s trying to find any way he can to get himself noticed again. None of this is about saving, cleansing, or fixing IPW. Just like the last time I dealt with him, it’s all about hogging that spotlight and getting back to that drug that makes him feel important...gold around his waist.”
Mickey: “So what does that mean for your partnership tonight in your match against the Sons of Gold? Are you going to break it?”
Aaron: “No.”
Mickey: “You aren’t going to leave Oliver high and dry all alone against them?”
Aaron: “No.”
Mickey: “If the opportunity presents itself you aren’t going to...maybe...take a shot at Oliver?”
Aaron: “Listen, my entire title reign has been centered around professionalism and that crucial focus on the task at hand. That task is wrestling at a peak level, a main event quality level, a Television Championship level. I have a job to do. Bell to bell I am going to do just that. I am going to wrestle, preserve the integrity of this sport and this championship in sanctioned combat. As long as I expect Oliver is capable of doing the same, then we won’t have a problem.”
Mickey: “And what about after the bell? Are you going to smack Oliver, maybe even Kono, with a steel chair as an act of revenge? I mean...the two did gang up on you. Oliver mercilessly rained chair shots down on you until your back was bright red, and bleeding...to the point you needed assistance walking to the back! And in front of your girlfriend too! Didn’t I hear that she was in attendance?”
Aaron points an accusing finger at Greer, as if telling him it’s in his best interest to stop talking. Then he begin to wave it up and down.
Aaron: “I see what you’re doing. I know someone in management booked this match despite my protests because they see money in the chaos that could accompany a match where the battle lines seem to crisscross and loyalties to titles, moral codes, and family are put to the test…but that chaos only ensues if cooler heads can’t prevail. So you’re trying to fan the flame before the match even begins. That’s why you’ve been talking to me about Oliver, and not our opponents.”
Mickey holds his hands up, a smirk on his face.
Mickey: “That’s quite the conspiracy theory Aaron. I’m simply wondering if, beyond that calm demeanor of yours, a beast looking for vengeance is finally about to break out...a beast that knows, much like the followers of the faith you hold so close, that honor and salvation sometimes come at a price.”
Aaron: “Goodbye, Mickey.”
Aaron smiles before turning and walking out of frame at a brisk pace. The camera remains centered on Greer.
Mickey: “Good luck tonight!”
The scene fades.
Torres: The following contest is a SIX ICON TAG TEAM match set for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
The lights go out as the pulsating opening beat of "Da Baddest Bitch" by Trina hit the speakers. Smoke starts to billow out, covering the stage, and the lights begin a strobing effect as the lyrics start up...
Fierce stomps out to the entrance stage, middle fingers extended to a crowd that fails to appreciate her greatness. She strides down to ringside, trading expletives with the fans all the way down, and almost throwing a punch, were it not for security. She turns, being sure to warn that fan that he's lucky, quickly gets up the ring steps and up the turnbuckle in time for the third chorus. Posing arrogantly, she drops down in the ring, ready to go to war, as the song fades out.
The siren state of ”Salute” by Little Mix begins playing through the PA system in the arena as it is filled with purple and turquoise lights. The fans get on their feet as they wait for the grand entrance of one, Olivia Rhodes. When the lyrics start, Olivia comes out from behind the black curtain, she has her head held high as she walks to the top of the ramp while holding her robe out to the side as the fans instantly start to boo her. Once at the top of the stage extends her arms out to the side, smirking from ear to ear as she soaks in all the energy from the fans before doing a slow 360-degree turn. She lingers there for a few moments before she starts to make her way down the ramp. As she struts down towards the ring, her hands continue to hold out the sides of her robe
Olivia reaches the bottom and undoes the robe, tossing it gently to the side as the chorus of the song begins to play. Olivia heads off to the right hand side and does a walkover in the middle before hopping onto the ring apron. She remains on her knees before stepping under the middle rope. She looks out at the crowd with her hands out to her sides again before heading off to the corner and climbing up the turnbuckle where she raises them once again. After hopping down she goes over to the opposite turnbuckle and repeats the same pose before getting down and leaning against the ropes as her entrance music faded away and she waits for her opponent.
The haunting sounds of “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria start to waft their way out through the arena’s PA system as the lights flash in varying hues of pale purple and icy blue. When the main beat hits, Astrid Sedin walks out from behind the black curtain onto the stage with a confident swagger in her step. Walking to the top of the ramp, she stops and spreads her legs apart, using her hands to fluff her hair as a twisted smirk begins to make its way onto her face. Standing there for a few moments, Astrid tilts her head back and takes in the crowd’s energy before facing the ring as the smirk reappeared on her face. She began to make her way down the ramp towards the ramp, emitting a tremendous amount of confident as she walks. Astrid reaches out to slap the hands of a few fans at ringside, but at the very last minute she jerks her hand away, holding it up as she continues towards the ring laughing as she twirls her hair around her finger.
At the bottom of the ramp, Astrid scowls and smirks at the same time towards the ring before heading off to the right hand side while holding her hands towards the fans as if to say “talk to the hand”. She quickly hops onto the ring apron and gets to her feet, looking out at the crowd before she enters the ring through the ropes before bending her knees and quickly entering under the middle rope with a twirl. Holding her arms up at level of her shoulders, Astrid shakes her head from side to side as she talks smack to the crowd before hopping down. She waits for her opponent off to the side, sitting on the middle rope with her arms spread across the top one as her music slowly fading out.
Nelson: I am very intrigued to see how these three women work together. We know how Fierce and Olivia Rhodes work together when we saw them win on the last Metal. But how will Astrid Samson factor into this equation?
Crumb: I think that Astrid is going to be able to focus on the task at hand… especially since it involves Stasi Herveaux and she’s been pretty damn focused on her over the past couple of weeks.
Rose: ASStrid only cares about herself. Do you really think she’s going to be able to put her ego aside and work with these other two women? Come on guys and really think about what is going on.
“Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring Puff Daddy blares throughout the arena as there is an uproar of cheers throughout the crowd.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JOSHUA SAMSON ESQUIRE HAS RETURNED TO ICONIC PRO WRESTLING?!?!
Rose: Probably, “this is the greatest day in IPW history!”
Instead of the dapperly dressed Owner Extraordinaire, out steps Benedict Mason Wentworth, who is flanked by Stasi Herveaux and the Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway. The crowd instantly explodes with jeers upon the sight of the quartet.
Nelson: This is definitely not Samson, ladies and gentlemen! What you see before you is the man who has been appointed as the official voice of the New Regime who are backed by co-owner Brooklyn Holloway.
Crumb: They have no right using that music!
BMW: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THEY ARE REMINDED THAT THEIR PRECIOUS JOSHUA SAMSON ISN’T HERE?!?!
The crowd erupts in even louder boos.
Rose: He sounds just like you, Todd! Hahaa…
Crumb: Not even!
BMW: That is correct that your king is dead and will no longer be returning. Mister Samson has tucked tail and scurried away. Good riddance to the past and welcome to the present! Ladies and gentlemen, I am Brent Mason Wentworth and what you see before you is the New Regime; the next Iconic Professional Wrestling Tag Team Champions, Eric and Dexter Calloway, known as The Headhunters and the Iconic Professional Wrestling Real Champion, Stasi Herveaux!
The three aforementioned Icons begin to make their way down the rampway toward the ring.
BMW: This ensemble of remarkable wrestling talent are the enforcing force of Mrs. Brooklyn Holloway as she fashions Iconic Professional Wrestling into a respected wrestling company that it was always envisioned to be. So prepare yourself, Ms. Fierce, Mrs. Rhodes, and Mrs. Samson, to feel that brute force.
Stasi and the Headhunters reach the bottom of the ramp and give Loyalty menacing glares. Fierce, Olivia, and Astrid prepare themselves for a fight.
BMW: But that force will not be felt right now. No, it has been ordered by Mrs. Holloway that instead of a Six Icon Tag Team match between this manufactured Loyalty and the New Regime this match will now be a Triple Threat match between the Lady Icons currently in the ring!
Crumb: WHAT CAN LOYALTY BE THINKING AS THEIR SIX ICON TAG TEAM MATCH HAS BEEN SWITCHED TO A TRIPLE THREAT MATCH BETWEEN EACH OTHER?!?!
The crowd explodes in jeers. Wentworth turns and walks backstage. The New Regime makes their way over to the Stooges. Stasi takes a seat at the commentators’ table while The Headhunters stand menacingly behind her.
Nelson: Well welcome to the table, Herveaux. It seems you and the Headhunters have the night off?
Stasi: Seems? We clearly have the night off because Brooklyn Holloway is a smart woman. I’m not going to argue with her even though I would really like to get in that ring and beat the brains out of Astrid Samson.
Crumb: That sounds a little bit harsh.
Rose: Oh hush it, Crumbbum! Everyone knows that ASStrid deserves to be knocked down a couple of pegs.
The fans are on their feet in anticipation as the referee calls for the bell making the match officially underway.
DING DING DING!!
Fierce doesn’t move as Astrid Samson and Olivia Rhodes glance at her before stepping toward the middle of the ring and beginning to exchange blows with one another. Astrid and Olivia continue to hit each other with strike after strike---the two Lady Icons trying to gain some sort of advantage. They battle back and forth across the ring, neither willing to give the other so much as an inch. Finally, Olivia Rhodes takes control as she bounces off of the ropes and sends Astrid crashing to the mat with a clothesline! Olivia tries to set Astrid up for a snap suplex, but the Iconic Queen blocks the attempt and shoves Olivia away. Olivia recovers and charges---only to be lifted into the air and dropped with flapjack by Astrid!
Nelson: These two are going back and forth!
Rose: And in doing so, they’re making the biggest mistake that you can make in a Triple Threat match…
Crumb: Which is?
Rose: Ignoring the third person.
Stasi: Wake me up when it’s over.
Astrid pops back up to her feet and takes a moment to soak in the crowd’s response---mixed as it may be. She then turns around and is immediately hit in the mouth by a forearm shot from Fierce! Fierce follows it up with a second before pulling Astrid in and sending her crashing to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Fierce bounces off of the ropes and drops an elbow on Astrid. Fierce then covers.
One...
Two...
TH...Olivia Rhodes breaks it up!
Crumb: I get the feeling that things are about to get really interesting…
Rose: For once, I agree with you, Crumbbum!
Nelson: All three of these Lady Icons are loyal to Joshua Samson and they’re being forced to compete in this match when they were ready for a Six Icon Tag Team match.
Stasi: Sh*t happens from time to time and you can’t always get what you want. These bitches have to learn that.
Olivia drags Fierce up to her feet and connects with a kick to the ribs. She follows it up with a second. Fierce tries to pull herself away from Olivia, but Olivia responds by hitting Fierce with a European uppercut. Olivia gets her into position for a Russian leg sweep. Fierce fights her way out of Olivia’s grasp and shoves her away---only to have Astrid charge in with a jumping knee strike to the mouth. Fierce barely manages to keep herself upright. Olivia grabs Astrid from behind and hoists her into the air for a belly-to-back suplex! She bridges it into a pin attempt.
One...
Two...
THR...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Rhodes makes that look so very easy but then again Astrid Samson is not all that heavy and makes it easier to hit it on than others.
Crumb: But regardless, it doesn’t look like Astrid’s going to end up faring too well. She’s at a pretty severe disadvantage here.
Rose: And that makes me smile. I would like to see if one of these two have the balls to take her out.
Stasi: You’re not the only one. I think they’ll need to scrape her up off the mat.
Astrid drags herself back up to her feet. Olivia hits her with a series of hard right hands. She smirks as she grabs Astrid’s head and tries to get her into position for an Endpoint (gory neckbreaker), only to have Astrid easily shove her away! Olivia staggers toward Fierce, who runs and tries to connect with a spear! Olivia dodges the attempt! Fierce quickly tries to bring herself back up to her feet. Sensing her own opening, Astrid grabs Fierce looking to possibly execute a move but Fierce shoves Astrid away. All three Lady Icons stare each other down as the fans rise to their feet.
Stasi: I don't get why that little runt is fighting... it's not like she stands a chance.
Rose: Amen to that!
All three Loyalty members continue to stare each other down and wait for an opening to appear. When it doesn’t happen, Astrid and Olivia Rhodes both look at one another. They nod and both run at Fierce at the same time. The two begin to pound away on her with a series of strikes. They then hoist her into the air at the same time---delivering a double suplex that sends Fierce crashing to the mat. Astrid pops up to her feet, leaps into the air, and lands on Fierce with an elbow drop! Before she can go for the cover, Olivia grabs her from behind and locks in a sleeperhold to wear Astrid down. Astrid tries to fight her way out of Olivia’s grasp, but Olivia has the hold locked in perfectly.
Nelson: Things are not looking too good right now for Mrs. Samson.
Stasi: I love seeing her struggle. Though I do wish that it was me that was choking the bitch out.
Crumb: Both Fierce and Olivia seem to be focusing on Astrid which in a way is smart because she’s a crafty person in the ring.
Rose: Pfft!
Olivia continues to wear Astrid down despite Astrid’s best efforts of escaping the hold. Finally, it seems like Astrid is going to escape the hold but Olivia sends her crashing to the mat with a sleeper suplex!
Nelson: Another hard hit there from Rhodes on Samson.
Stasi: Go Liv go… wait...
Crumb: Olivia really wants to win this match and it is starting to show.
Rose: I don’t care who wins… just as long as it isn’t ASStrid.
Olivia gets back to her feet when suddenly Fierce yells out from the apron. Olivia turns to face her and Fierce springboards into the ring with a spinning wheel kick! Olivia rolls out of the way before Fierce can go for the cover. Fierce pulls herself back up to her feet and lines herself up with a rising Astrid. Fierce charges and delivers Malleus Fortuna (ripcord rolling elbow)! Astrid’s face bounces off of the mat. Fierce drops down and hooks the leg for the cover.
One…
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Nelson: And now Fierce seems to be taking the punishment to Samson.
Stasi: This… this I’m enjoying.
Crumb: I don’t know if there is any coming back from this for Astrid?
Rose: I agree with Stasi.
Frustrated Fierce sits on the mat. Both Olivia and Astrid slowly drag themselves back up to their feet. Fierce then stands up, focusing her attention on Olivia first. Fierce grabs her in a pumphandle position and tries to lift her into the air. Olivia spins out of it and lands on the mat behind Fierce! She waits for Fierce to turn around before planting her on the mat with Endpoint! The fans are on their feet as Olivia Rhodes smirks confidently.
Nelson: That was a pretty smooth reversal and transition from Rhodes.
Stasi: Blahhhh.
Crumb: It did go over well… but was it enough to turn the tides in her favor?
Rose: Oh I don’t think so… I’m slightly pulling for Fierce here.
Olivia tries to go for the cover, but Astrid grabs her, boots her in the gut, and delivers Off With Their Head (flipping neckbreaker)! Olivia Rhodes rolls over to the apron to try and recover, so Astrid hooks Fierce’s leg for the cover.
One…
Two...
THREE!!!
Torres: The winner of this match...Astrid Samson!!!
Stasi: Oh what the fu...
Nelson: Family show there, Herveaux. And yes, it is a little bit surprising.
Crumb: I told you that Astrid was crafty in the ring.
Rose: This is pure and utter bullcrap!
Astrid helps Fierce to her feet as Olivia makes her way over to them.
Stasi: Now it’s our goddamn turn!
Nelson: Wait….what?!
Eric and Dexter, steel chairs in hand, along with Stasi dive into the ring. The Headhunters blast both Fierce and Olivia in the back sending both Lady Icons to their knees. At the same time Stasi delivers her Avada Kedavra (heel kick to back of opponent’s head) to the back of Astrid’s head sending her down to the mat like she’s been shot. The crowd boos harshly.
Nelson: Well I think my question was answered.
Crumb: This war between The New Regime and Loyalty is far from over!
Rose: That’s an understatement.
The New Regime stand victorious over the laid out Loyalty group as the show fades to backstage.
Backstage, the Sons of Gold are preparing. For Hiro, already dressed, that means stretching out and limbering up. For Kono, still wearing his suit trousers having discarded his jacket and shirt onto the floor, it’s lying back on a bench tapping away on his phone. Kellar enters, closing the door behind him.
Kono: You were gone a while…
Kellar: Not long enough for you to get ready apparently.
Kono: I’ll do it in a minute.
Hiro shakes his head and goes back to stretching.
Kellar: So… are you two okay?
Hiro & Kono: Fine
Kellar is less than convinced.
Kellar: Because if you're not on the same page tonight…
Kono: Yeah yeah… united we stand, divided we fall…
Hiro: We are ready Sensei… we will make you proud.
Kono: Yeah he will make you proud, I’ll get on with the whole “winning” part.
Hiro: You’re going to work for yourself, again?
Kono: If you mean I’m not going to interfere in other people’s business, unlike some people, then yes, I am.
Kellar: Enough! Kono, get your damn ring gear on.
Kono pulls his trousers down, prompting a camera blur as Hiro and Kellar look away. Kono reaches into his gym bag for his tights as Hiro and Kellar move away, continuing their conversation away from him.
Kellar: Keep your eye on Kono.
Hiro: Hmm?
Kellar: I mean it… I don’t know where Kono’s head is right now. I need you two to look out for each other, but right now I’d settle for you looking out for him.
Hiro: You don't need to worry Sensei. Kono is my brother, I will always do right by him…
Kellar nods and pats Hiro on the shoulder in thanks, then turns back towards Kono who now has his gear on. Kellar leaves Hiro and moves over to Kono, and the Golden Son heads out the door leaving the two of them together.
Kellar: Ready?
Kono: I have my gear on, don’t I?
Kellar: That’s not what I meant… are you ready for this match?
Kono rolls his eyes.
Kono: I will get the job done.
Kellar: Just remember, you two are a team… tonight and beyond. You have to have each other’s backs…
Kono slaps his hands hard against the wall, and glares right into Kellar’s face.
Kono: Then get off mine.
Kono turns and storms out of the room. Kellar sighs, looks around the room, then up to the sky.
Kellar: Sarah, if you’re up there, I could really use some managerial advice right now sweetheart…
Kellar turns towards the door and makes to leave but as he reaches the door he finds it locked. He tugs at the door knob hard, finds it will not move.
Kellar: What the….
He bangs frantically on the door
Kellar: HEY! SOMEONE OPEN THIS DOOR!!!!
The speakers suddenly start blasting the intro chords to "Exs and Oh's" and the crowd erupts into a deafening roar of cheers, but Bliss doesn't appear on the ramp. Everyone is confused as the music fades off.
Crumb: Was that just a teaser?
Nelson: We have not heard much about our Heavyweight Champion since she pinned Staci Herveaux in a Six Icon Tag Team match at the last Crimson broadcast.
Rose: Best two weeks of my life.
Bliss: I heard a rumour you all missed me or something?
The camera is panning around frantically until it finally finds her. She's sitting about half way up in between two fans who until Bliss had pulled a mic from her purse had been none the wiser that it was even her. Her hair is pulled up into a ponytail, mostly obscured by a Toronto Raptors hat. She's also wearing a Toronto Raptors Jersey and jeans. She stands, dumping the now empty purse on the lap of the woman beside her who looks shocked.
Bliss: Tell me dear, what designer is that purse?
She puts the mic to the young woman's mouth.
Woman: oh my god.. Bliss....It's a Fendi bag. It's totally legit!
Bliss: And it's yours. Thanks for keeping calm about me sitting beside you.
She then makes her way down the stairs.
Bliss: So apparently one cannot take a vacation without it coming with rumors. So, I figured it was time to address those rumors.
She makes it down to the barricade and easily hops over it. She gives a nod to the announce team before slipping into the ring.
Bliss: There seems to be a lot of rumours going around about me, but let's only talk about the one that matters. The one about my panic attack.
She seems to bite her lip under her hat.
Bliss: And yes, I did have a thing.
Crumb: Really? I would never think it of her.
Bliss: Everyone knows that I have worked so hard to be in this place. At the top. Well, being at the top comes with a lot of pressure too. Pressure I was not expecting but... it doesn't mean I am giving into it. I took the opportunity to take a vacation. After so many back to back matches, I felt I needed one. I went home to Toronto and I enjoyed seeing the Raptors win from an excited little bar in my hometown. I took time to step back and reassess what I want now. To really think about what my next steps were as both the first female IPW Heavyweight champ and as the first lady of chaos. I talked about it with my partner, the beautiful Ashley Marie Chase, I talked to my Dad, a former boxer and trainer. I talked to my three brothers who are all trainers and wrestlers. But I also talked to my sisters, my friends Roxi, Keira and Electra. And the one thing that came up and I was for sure about one hundred percent was that I was not abandoning my place at the top. Not for anything. I earned this. And until someone can beat me legitimately, I will stay here.
The crowd cheers loudly again.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS LADY BLISS IS MAKING IT KNOWN SHE IS NOT GOING ANYWHERE ANYTIME SOON?!?!
Bliss removes her hat and throws it into the crowd. She also takes off her jersey (and white tank top underneath with the words, "Lady Chaos" in glitter) and throws thay as well.
Bliss: I know I am not the idea role model. For years I wanted to be a badass with no faults or obvious weakness but that's changed. And I still say that I do this for me, not you guys because you should never do things for the sake of someone else when it comes to your dreams, but man, you guys cheering for me does sure feel nice. So I thank you.
Nelson: What a surprise to have such honesty from our champion tonight.
Bliss: I'm not going anywhere. Especially since it bugs Staci so much. That's the fun part.
She laughs before handing her mic off and slips out of the ring. When she gets to the top of the ramp. She blows double kisses to the crowd before disappearing backstage.
Torres: The following CHAOS MAIN EVENT TAG TEAM match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
”Unstoppable" by The Score plays through the arena, the slow drumbeat slowly encouraging the crowd to clap along.
The proteges of Jon Kellar step out onto the ramp, wearing hooded jackets made of a reflective material. They catch the light, flickering as they do.
The lights in the arena suddenly switch to a brilliant gold. Both sons of Gold raise their arms out wide as their jackets shimmer and shine in the light. The Sons of Gold stride confidently to the ring. Hiro slaps hands with a few fans his way down to the ring, and smiles all the way. Kono just walks, ignoring the fans trying to get his attention.
Both men reach the ring. Hiro jumps up onto the apron while Kono walks up the metal steps slowly, and steps through the middle rope. Hiro runs along the apron and leaps onto the middle rope before raising both his hands. His hood slides back and he bathes in the golden light coming down from the ceiling.
Kono reaches the far side and slips his jacket off, then throws it into the crowd aggressively. He pushes himself up onto the top turnbuckle and sits there, not even acknowledging the crowd. Hiro meanwhile leaps over the top rope into the ring, and removes his own jacket. He warms up, jumping from foot to to foot as he stares towards the ramp as the music fades out.
Nelson: It should be acknowledged that Jon Kellar is not out here with his proteges.
Rose: If he was as smart as you guys make him out to be, he’d kick Hiro to the curb and concentrate on pushing Kono to the Heavyweight Championship.
Crumb: Hmmm….where is Jon? Not like him to pass up a moment in the spotlight.
The lights in the arena go out, the crowd pops as the pitch black twinkles with the light of cell phones. A slow melodic chime of reassembling a child's jack in the box plays through the speakers. A few lights flicker on stage, a guitar, base and drums all chim in slowly keeping beat with the creepy chimes. But then all goes silent.
With the opening scream of "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold echoes through the arena. The Nightmare Oliver Black pops up from a hole in the stage. The crowd erupts as Black stands center stage, black paint smeared under his eyes, a black nightmare bandana covering the lower half of his face.
Torres: Residing in Brooklyn New York...He is The Nightmare, Oliver Black!
With the announcement of his name the feathered shoulders of his entrance jacket burst open into a large pair of black wings! Oliver stands their a moment soaking in the crowds reaction, before making his way to the ring.
The lights go dark as "Miami Showdown" begins to play over the speakers. Multiple spotlights scatter throughout the arena before, one by one, unifying at the top of the stage. There, Aaron Kostan steps into the halo of light, a hood covering his head. "The Artist" stretches his arms out wide and takes a deep breath as he drinks in the crowd's cheers. For a moment, his lips move in silent prayer as he looks heavenward. Then, at the thirty second mark he finally drops his arms, throws back the hood, and beings to walk to the ring as the spotlight follows him. When he arrives he walks calmly up the steps and, with a final scan of the crowd, ducks between the top and middle ropes to enter the ring.
Nelson: The unlikely teaming of sworn enemies Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan here tonight has the potential to be a nuclear explosion!
Crumb: There are so many combustible elements churning in this match I don’t think it’ll last five minutes after the bell rings!
Rose: It makes me sick to my stomach to say this but I actually agree with you, Crumbbum.
DING DING DING!!!
After a short debate between the Sons of Gold, Hiro Masaki and Aaron Kostan start off the match for their team. The two men meet in the center of the ring exchange a few short words before shaking each others hand.
Nelson: A show of sportsmanship and respect between these two Icons here in tonight's main event.
Rose: With Kono and Oliver in this match I suspect that respect will go out the door before we know it.
The two pair off in a series of grapples and reversals. Hiro taking Kostan down with a quick arm drag and quickly applying a shoulder bar, Aaron rolls through and kip ups to his feet. Hiro hits the ropes and quickly ducks a clothes line from Aaron. Coming back Aaron takes Hiro down with a head scissors before sliding over to attempt an Boston Crab, Hiro twists his body sending Aaron Kostan spinning. Aaron does a cartwheel as Hiro kips up and both men meet again in the middle of the ring in their respected fighting stances and are met with cheers from the crowd.
Crumb: Two evenly matched fighters here tonight!
Hiro bows in respect to his fellow competitor, Aaron returns with a head nod. Oliver rolls his eyes at the show of sportsmanship.
Nelson: Black clearly not impressed with the show of respect shown between Hiro Masaki and Kostan.
Aaron and Hiro begin circling each other again looking for an opening when Kono slaps his brothers back and tags himself into the match. With a smug look on his face he enters the ring.
Nelson: That was the most arrogant tag I have seen in some time. The Masaki brothers are supposed to be a legitimate tag team but tonight it is if they don't even know one another.
Rose: Or maybe they DO and that's the issue.
Crumb: Rose!
Rose: I'm just saying if I had someone like Hiro as a brother I'd always be in a mood too!
Aaron goes in for a grapple but is met with a stiff side kick to the thigh by Kono. The kick hobbles Aaron momentarily, and like a shark smelling blood Kono goes in on Kostan's leg. With a series of stiff kicks to the upper thigh of Aaron, followed by a hard spinning back elbow into the face of Kostan that sends him down to the mat hard. Kono yells at his brother "that's how its done!" Before smacking his brother on the chest tagging him back into the match.
Nelson: Oh come on, the disrespect continues!
Aaron checks his mouth for blood preparing to get back into the match before Oliver Black reaches over the top rope and tags himself into the match instead. Oliver and Aaron exchange glares as they trade spots, Oliver sarcastically holds the ropes open for Kostan who chooses to drop to the mat and roll out instead.
Rose: Now who's being disrespectful? You're not gonna call out Aaron?
Nelson: We both very well knew Black was NOT being respectful. For all we know it could of ended in another blindside attack on Kostan, shades of last Chaos.
Hiro and Oliver circle each other before locking up, Oliver getting the better of the exchange locking in a side head lock on Hiro. Hiro backs Black into the ropes in an attempt to push Oliver off with an Irish whip. But Black has a firm lock on the hold and instead drags Hiro down to the mat. "Where's your Honor now Hiro?" Oliver smirks. Hiro works himself back to his feet with the support of the crowd, but Black steps on the back of his leg and brings him back down to the mat.
Crumb: Oliver reminding Hiro just why he was Heavyweight Champion for an impressive five months!
Rose: Pffftttt!
Hiro is able to inch himself unbenounced to Black and get his foot on the bottom rope forcing the referee to break the hold. Hiro brushes off Black's upper hand and comes back around Oliver and delivers a deadlift German suplex with a pinning combination.
One..
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Crumb: HIRO so close to a victory there!
Hiro wastes no time on the near fall or momentum quickly tagging his brother Kono. Hiro rushes back to the still groggy Black and locks in a double leg bridging reverse chinlock on Black, Kono hits the ropes and delivers a missle drop kick into the face of Black.
Nelson: Now there is some impressive tag team offense!
Rose: If these two brothers can hold it together like that a while longer Aaron and Oliver will be in some definite trouble!
Releasing the hold Hiro exits the ring as Kono lifts Black back to his feet. Once there he delivers some hard double underhook knee strikes backing him up onto the corner. Kono releases Oliver in the turnbuckle, makes his way to the other side of the ring and charges Black. But Oliver reverses and lifts him into the air and over the ropes. Kono lands on his feet on the ring apron, Black turns around and thrust kicks Kono in the jaw sending him to the floor. Oliver stumbles towards Aaron who tags himself in who shrugs at Black.
Nelson: Turn arounds fair play!
Oliver drops to the floor and with a handful of trunks rolls Kono back into the ring. Aaron goes after Kono with a series of chops to the chest backing Kono back into the ropes. Irish whipping Kono, Kono comes back ducking Aaron's clothesline and hits the ropes again but this time gets caught by a northern lights suplex variation!
One..
Two...
THRE...The pin is broken up by Hiro who vaulted through the ropes and into pin.
Crumb: A close call, broken up but Hiro at the last split second!
Black too enters and immediately throws blows with Hiro, the two exchanging fast and heavy fists. Kono and Aaron are also now exchanging blows as well.
Nelson: The referee is about to lose control of this match up!
Kono tosses Aaron onto the outside while Black clothesline Hiro over the top rope on the other side of the ring. The two (Black and Kono) slowly back up towards the center of the ring and bump backs. The crowd is buzzing in anticipation of this showdown. The two both turn around quick in fighters stance prepared to swing but when they see each other they pause and stare each other down both daring the other to make the next move.
Crumb: It’s like a showdown at O.K. Corral!
Nelson: Each daring the other to draw first!
Rose: Melodrama much?
Without warning both men smile devilishly at one another and run at the ropes and deliver tandem suicide dives through the ropes and onto their opponents.
Crumb: DOUBLE SUICIDE DIVES!
A brawl ensues on the outside, Hiro reverses Oliver's Irish whip sending Black hard into the steps. Kostan back suplexs a charging Kono over the guardrail. Hiro and Kostan both dart under the bottom rope and back into the ring to break the referees 10 count!
Nelson: This match has turned to CHAOS!
Rose: Pun intended?
Crumb: I've lost track of who the legal men even are and it looks like so has the referee!
Hiro and Aaron stumble around the ring, Hiro turns around straight into an ARGENTINE DDT!
Nelson: Kostan may have done it here!
One...
Two...
THRE...Aaron Kostan's body is swiftly pulled out the ring by the leg and the pin is broken up by Oliver!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS AARON KOSTAN WAS JUST COST THE MATCH BY HIS OWN PARTNER, OLIVER BLACK?!?!
Oliver Black takes Kostan by the hair and trunks and tosses his partner back first into the guardrail before sliding in the ring and attempting to pin Hiro himself!
Nelson: Black wants the win tonight but he wants it by his hands NOT Kostan’s!
One...
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Too much time had passed and allowed Hiro Masaki to recover!
Oliver glances around the arena, the body of Kostan laying on the outside, while Kono pulls himself back over the guard rail and out of the crowd. With Aaron and Kono down on the outside, Black sees his chance to finish off Hiro. Hiro struggles up to a knee, prompting Black to sarcastically rub his head and mess his hair, before delivering a hard slap to Hiro’s face.
Crumb: Such disrespect!
Rose: Respect is earned, Hiro hasn’t done anything to deserve it.
Black gets in Hiro’s face and laughs, mocking him. Then he delivers another hard slap, sending Kono down onto all fours.
Nelson: Black with the upperhand, but he is wasting time by not finishing Hiro Masaki off!
Hiro gets back up to a knee and with a shrug Black swipes with another slap.
Crumb: Oh come o…
Black stares in astonishment as Hiro has caught his hand mid flight. Hiro glares up at Black with eyes of fierce determination and bring himself up to his feet. Keeping control of Black’s wrist he delivers a slap of his own to Black’s face, prompting a cheer from the crowd
Crumb: Hahaa!
Rose: Oh Hiro you should not have done that!
In a flash of anger Black goes to deliver a lariat with his free hand, only for Hiro to duck it and switch to a belly-to-back position, keeping hold of Black’s other hand. With a graceful flick he spins Black and drives his knee hard into Black’s head - a perfect ripcord knee strike. Black, seeing stars, drops to his knees as Hiro, to a roar from the crowd, points to the sky.
Crumb: Here it comes!
Hiro puts Black’s head between his legs and grabs him by the waist.
Crumb: RISING GOLDEN SUNBOMB!!!!
Hiro lifts Black up onto his shoulders, but Black still has enough wherewithal to push himself up and over Hiro’s shoulders. He falls to the mat, catching himself on the top rope.
Nelson: No!! Black counters out of it!
Near Black’s feet, Kono Masaki has struggled back to his feet and is clambering onto the ring apron, trying to make it back to his corner. Realising the opportunity, Kono grabs Black by the shoulders and calls to Hiro.
Kono: Come on! Finish him!!!
Hiro looks reluctant to take the cheap shot, looking out to the crowd, who are also screaming for him to take the shot. Hiro looks at Black, still groggy from the knee strikes, struggling in Kono’s grasp.
Rose: See, I told you, he’s weak!
Crumb: He has a sense of honor, he won’t attack a helpless opponent.
Rose: Like I said… weak!
Hiro looks around again.
Kono: DO IT!!!
With a sigh, Hiro backs off and goes to deliver a super kick to Black’s face, returning the favour from the last Chaos. With a grin, Black ducks out of Kono’s grip sending Hiro’s foot crashing into his brother’s jaw and sending him crashing back to the outside - hard. Hiro looks on in horror and rushes to the ropes to check on his brother.
Rose: HA! That idiot Oliver was playing possum and weaksauce Hiro fell for it!!
Nelson: You have to wonder whether Hiro Maskai's hesitation gave Black a chance to recover?
The referee too makes his way to the ropes and ducks through the middle one to check on Kono. Hiro buries his head in his hands and runs them through his hair in anguish as Black sneaks up behind.
Crumb: Look out, Hiro!
With another grin, Black drills Hiro hard between the legs with a low blow.
Nelson and Crumb: OOOWWWWWWW!!!!
As Hiro doubles over, Black seamlessly rolls him up onto his shoulders and screams to the referee.
Rose: And the referee didn't see a thing!
The referee turns back towards Black and Hiro and, to a chorus of boos, makes the count.
One...
Two...
THREE!!
Crumb: Unbelievable!
Torres: The winner of this match...Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan!
Nelson: Black using underhanded tactics here tonight, but coming out with the win once again. This is his second win over Hiro Masaki.
Rose: Might be time for Hero Boy to consider a change of career?
Crumb: He had Oliver beat!
Rose: When was that?! When he failed to deliver his finisher or when he kicked his own brother’s head off?!
Black soaks up the boos from the crowd, mocking them with his arms wide. He turns back towards Hiro and starts raking his foot along Hiro’s face. Hiro tries to drag himself away, clearly still in pain from the low blow.
Nelson: Come on now!
Crumb: Enough is enough!
Rose: Did you really expect anything less from Oliver?!
Hiro makes it as far as the ropes, where Black stands on his back and chokes him against the bottom ropes. On the outside, Kono is just coming around and sees his brother being choked. Black looks across at him, grinning sickeningly.
Crumb: Help him...he’s your brother!
Kono, feeling the lump in his jaw from the impact of the kick, turns on his heels and heads back up the ramp. Black laughs as he continues to torture Hiro, and the crowd boo and hurl abuse at both Kono and Black.
Nelson: Kono Masaki seemingly unwilling to help his brother for the second week in a row!
Crumb: Oh come on, the kick was an accident!
Black finally releases his boot from the back of Hiro’s head, leaving the Golden Son draped over the ropes. He struts around a little, then kicks Hiro in the back a couple of times for good measure. Black steps away to the corner and sets for another kick to Hiro’s head.
Crumb: Enough, Hiro can barely stand!
Nelson: It looks like Black is going to give Hiro Masaki the same treatment as he gave him at the last show.
Rose: Well, like they say, some lessons have to be learned twice.
Crumb: …. who says that?!
Hiro slowly and gingerly pulls himself up to the second rope as Black stalks him. As Hiro finally gets to his feet Black goes to throw himself into a super kick but finds himself taken down out of nowhere by a resurgent Kostan. The crowd roars as the Artist pushes Black back into the corner.
Kostan: Enough!!! The match is over!!!
Crumb: WHAT MUST BE GOING THROUGH THE MIND OF OLIVER BLACK AS HIS OWN PARTNER, AARON KOSTAN, NOW STOPS HIM?!?!
Black pushes Kostan back and goes to follow up with a lariat, but Kostan ducks it and drops Black with a hard and high angled German Suplex. Black crashes to the mat, holding his neck, then slinks out to the floor.
Rose: (sarcastically) Hiro Masaki, the “Golden Son” saved again!
Kostan yells at him to get the hell out of his sight, and Black obliges. Snarling as he heads back up the ramp, and glaring back at Kostan. He points at him, a glare of vengeance spread across his face, as he slowly makes his way to the back.
Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out.
Crumb: [bAHHH![/b] Hold me!
Rose: Get your hands off me!
The crowd erupts at the new twist of events, shouting in excitement. The tron flickers like a static out-of-signal television channel. It flickers to black, and then the sound of a large buzz is heard. The channel seems to be coming in and a shadowed figure could just about be seen.
Rose: What is going on? This isn’t part of the script!
Nelson: I have no idea, Rose Maria.
Disguised Voice: Oliver
A voice comes over the speaker system. The voice has been changed with a voice disguiser. It sounds like one of those interviews where the person wants to remain anonymous.
Oliver looks up at the screen, confusion on his face.
Voice: Oliver…. I’ve been watching you…
The crowd goes silent.
Voice: I’ve been watching you for a very long time. I’ve seen you when you were at your highest high, and recently, I’ve seen what you’ve become….
Oliver starts to look annoyed.
Voice: I’ve seen how you’ve changed. You’re not the man you started out to be one year ago when Iconic first opened. Since you’re reign as the World Champion, you’ve gone soft…
The voice lets out a low chuckle.
Voice: I know you’ve been preoccupied, but soon…. Oliver…. Soon, we will meet. And I promise, that when we do……
The television starts to static.
Voice:....things are going to change.
The screen goes blank, and Oliver couldn’t look more confused.
Rose: Who the hell was that?!
Nelson: I have no idea but whoever it was, seems to have it out for Oliver Black!
Crumb: Everyone has it out for Oliver Black.
Oliver looks back at the ring, seeing Koston still looking up at him. Shaking his head, he heads backstage.
Nelson: Well, ladies and gentlemen, it looked like Hiro Masaki was going to be on the end of another vicious kick from Oliver Black, but this time Aaron Kostan stepped in to save him!
Kostan turns and sees that Hiro has now pulled himself up to his feet properly. Slowly and gingerly he staggers towards the Artist, one step at a time. With one hand clutching at his injured neck, Hiro extends the other to Kostan.
Hiro: Thank you.
Kostan nods and takes Hiro's hand, shaking it, much to the pleasure of the crowd. Kostan’s music hits as the two wrestlers shake hands.
Rose: I think I’m going to be sick…
Nelson: Well, while Rose Marie attempts to find a bucket to be sick in, it falls to me to wish you all a very good evening. We will see you all at the next Chaos event in two weeks time, here in Santa Monica. Thanks for joining us!
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Nelson: Well, ladies and gentlemen, that is one half of our main event tonight. The Sons of Gold arriving here at the arena and this will be their first wrestling appearance together in Iconic Professional Wrestling.
Rose: And their last…
Nelson: Well it is true that the two have had their differences, but I spoke to Jon Kellar earlier and he assured me that they are on the same page, and ready for the main event.
Kellar greets security at the door as Hiro signs a couple of autographs for enthusiastic fans. Kono declines to do the same, and after checking their passes security allows the three of them continue down the corridor as the commentary continues.
Rose: Oh well, if Jon Kellar said it then it must be true…
Crumb: Rose, the Sons may have their problems, but look who’s on the other side. I mean Oliver Black battered his partner with a chair last time they were in a ring together.
Rose: Oh yes, right before Kono watched Oliver about to give his brother the same treatment.
Crumb: I’m telling you, the smart money is on the Sons…
Rose: Between them they’ve lost their last six matches… how is that “smart”?
Kellar shakes hands with one of the production managers, who points them down another corridor.
Crumb: You’ll see...
The camera holds position as Kellar and the Sons disappear from view.
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ICONIC PRO WRESTLING PRESENTS
IN ASSOCIATION WITH ICONIC MEDIA LLC
A NIGHT OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING
IN ASSOCIATION WITH ICONIC MEDIA LLC
A NIGHT OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING
Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO CHAOS!!
“Saints of Los Angeles” by Mötley Crüe blares as the show pans about the capacity crowd of about a thousand or so people. Signs, banners, and posters are sprinkled throughout the crowd such as “If The Heavyweight Title Is Vacant I’ll Take It”, “Brady Vega. Really?!”, and “Jessie Roberts Will You Marry Me?”
Nelson: We have an action packed show for you guys as always and from what I have heard we have a couple of celebrities here tonight!
Crumb: OH MY GOD YES! There’s Jenna Dewan from “Step Up” and Camila Alves which I’m sure many people know as Matthew McConaughey’s wife. Not many people know she was also a part of a kids BBQing show in Food Network.
Rose: You are quite the little fanboy there, Crumbbum. But yes, it is quite exciting because that means our little company is becoming more known throughout the LA area!
Nelson: While that is all great I do have some “unpredictable” news for you all. The first match of the evening which would have seen the returning Jodi go up against the debuting Brady Vega has been cancelled due to neither Icon showing up tonight.
Crumb: While that does suck, I did hear that the match has been rescheduled for the next Chaos. So we’re going to have to wait until then to see this match.
Rose: Hopefully these two show up for the show then or else it isn’t going to be looking too good for them for future employment dates.
Nelson: Well in the second match, which is now the first match, we have a double debut as Lana Jacobs will be taking on Lucy Fuhr who comes in a package deal with her manager, Chester.
Crumb: I saw those two backstage and they’re pretty intimidating. Lana is going to have one heck of a challenge ahead of her.
Rose: Well hopefully these two will keep their minds on the prize and not start acting like a lot of the other Lady Icons in this business.
Nelson: I think a lot of people are looking forward to Kasey Winterborn taking on Willow Rainn in what a lot of people are thinking is going to be a throw ‘em down type of match.
Crumb: These two Lady Icons are very evenly matched but I do believe that Kasey just might have the slightest edge over Willow.
Rose: Only time will tell if that will happen. But I do know that Kasey has a drive that I haven’t seen here in IPW in a long time.
Nelson: Another person that has been plenty interesting is Penelope who has been doing pretty well for herself since her official Iconic Professional Wrestling debut a couple of weeks ago.
Crumb: She’s been pushing herself, trying to find something or prove something… I don’t know. But she has been putting everyone on notice that she isn’t one to be ignored.
Rose: But she does have a challenge ahead of her as she faces off against lucky Jessie Roberts. So we cannot forget about that.
Nelson: A lot of people have been talking about the next match where those loyal to Brooklyn Holloway dubbed The New Regime, comprised of The Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway and “The Real Champion” Stasi Herveaux will be taking on those loyal to Joshua Samson in Loyalty which is Fierce, Olivia Rhodes and “The Iconic Queen” Astrid Samson.
Crumb: I think this has been a bit more talked about because of all the drama that surrounds the match. A lot of stuff, mostly nonsense, has been going on between these two groups for weeks now and it seems to be coming to a head here tonight. Though I don’t really think this is going to end it all.
Rose: There is a lot of cockiness and a couple of huge egos in this batch of Icons. If it doesn’t turn out to be a total disaster, I’m going to be pleasantly surprised that they all managed to contain themselves and keep their focus on the match instead of whatever personal feelings they may have.
Nelson: In our main event of the evening, the Sons of Gold, Hiro and Koo Masaki, will be taking on quite the dysfunctional team of former Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champions Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan, who is also the reigning Television Champion.
Crumb: You know, I wasn’t surprised that Oliver Black did that promo. A few people have been saying that he’s lost his touch but clearly… he has not. But Aaron… I don’t know if he feels like he can trust him to have his back in this match.
Rose: Well neither can the other team really since Kono and Kiroyuki seemed to be slightly had a bit of a disagreement as well. Both teams are dysfunctional, even in just the slightest, and in our main event we’re going to see which is the least.
Nelson: So without further adieu, let us get Chaos started!
The camera pans to show Herbert Torres standing in the middle of the ring.
Torres: The following DEBUT match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!
"Sweet But Psycho" Plays as Lana Jacobs comes out with a spongebob squarepants doll as she skips to the ring as she gets in she sets the doll down as she leans in to hear what it says as she smirks before turning around to the ref.
Nelson: I think that saying Lana Jacobs is interesting is a bit of an understatement.
Crumb: I didn’t even think that Spongebob was still a thing but I guess people still know who he is.
Rose: I have to agree with her theme… she seems sweet… but also a psycho.
A spotlight flickers at the top of the ramp, giving light to the otherwise dark arena as ”Laughing Bloody Murder” by Cinema Strange plays from the speakers. It flickers a few times before finally staying, except when it does suddenly Chester appears in the middle of the spotlight. He stands with a grin, as he grasps his cane tightly in his left hand. Chester then takes a step back with his left foot to motion to the entrance that leads to the back. Out from the darkness stalks Lucy Fuhr. She drags her feet against the ramp. Chester swiftly lifts his hand to stop her which she does once she reaches his side. It is then, much to the disgust of the crowd, he holds her by the chin and brushes her hair with his hand. Lucy Fuhr stares emptily into his eyes before matching his grin with one of her own. She then continues to stalk forward, eyes focused on the ring. Chester walks a few steps behind her as he shouts to the crowd. She slithers under the ropes to the center of the ring, where she stares at the crowd. The spotlight follows her the whole time. After a few seconds, she rises to one knee before rising completely. Her music continues to play as she stares curiously into the crowd with her head slightly bent to the side.
Nelson: Lucy Fuhr comes out here with Chester and is looking to strike fear into the souls of Iconic Professional Wrestling Icons… at least that is what I have gathered.
Rose: I am intrigued as to what exactly it is that Lucy Fuhr has in store for us. She seems to be the type of person to command the ring and the attention of everyone… but what is she like inside said ring?
Crumb: I guess we’re going to be finding that out here in a few minutes. A double debut… what a treat.
The referee looks at both Lady Icons to make sure they are ready for the upcoming match. Both nod before the referee calls for the bell making the match officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
---Debut Match: Lana Jacob vs. Lucy Fuhr---
Lucy turns and briefly tries to say something to Chester outside of the ring. Lana runs across the ring and almost immediately blasts Lucy with a forearm smash! She follows it up with a second and then grabs hold of Lucy. She tries to shoot her across the ring almost right away. Lucy reverses the attempt and waits for Lana to return on the rebound, only to have Lana connect with a handspring back elbow! Lucy pulls herself back up to her feet. Lana closes the gap and immediately begins to hit Lucy with a series of kicks!
Nelson: Well I guess it is safe to say that Jacobs is not wasting any time in taking the fight to Fuhr. She clearly wants to tell the fans and the other Icons that she is here and she is not going anywhere.
Crumb: She is being bold that’s for sure. But she also has to be careful because at any moment Lucy could turn things around and make her regret this brashness.
Rose: It seems to be a common occurrence with all IPW newbies… but look at where most of them have ended up. I doubt that she’s the one to “break the mold” if you know what I mean.
Lucy finally creates enough space between herself and Lana by backing up to the ropes. Lana tries to close the gap, but Lucy steps forward and hits Lana in the mouth with a European uppercut. She follows it up with a second that drops Lana down to a knee. Lucy charges forward and blasts Lana in the mouth with a running knee! Lana stumbles around from the impact. Lucy grabs Lana by the hair and tries to pull her in. Lucy gets her into position for a sitout neckbreaker, but Lana responds by shoving her away. Lana spins around and blasts Lucy in the mouth with a spinning backfist! She then leaps into the air and hits Lucy with a dropkick!
Nelson: A brief exchange there before Jacobs was able to shove Fuhr away and turn things back into her favor.
Crumb: It did look to me as though Lucy didn’t move fast enough getting Lana in position for what appeared to be a sitout neckbreaker, allowing Lana to get in that shove.
Rose: I think it was a simple mistake and that Lucy will quickly rectify the situation. She doesn’t seem like the type to let something like that go easily.
Before Lucy can pull herself back up, Lana positions herself over her and tries to land on Lucy with a standing moonsault. Lucy rolls out of the way and causes Lana to crash into the mat instead! Lucy quickly grabs Lana and locks on a crossface! Lana's eyes go wide in pain. Lucy pulls back and tries to do as much damage as she possibly can! Chester taunts Lana by telling her she's got no choice but to quit. This continues for a few moments longer with Lana desperately trying to pull herself over toward the ropes.
Nelson: Fuhr was able to get out of the way of that moonsault and quickly turn things around, shifting the momentum of this match in her favor.
Crumb: She really does seem to know what she’s doing while Lana seems to be a bit of a flibbertigibbet if you know what I mean.
Rose: Well it is clear that Lana might have let her head get to her. Let’s see if Lucy will be able to keep this momentum going.
Lucy continues to pull back as Lana reaches for the ropes. She grabs them, but Lucy keeps the hold locked in as the referee counts.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four...Lucy finally releases the hold.
The referee tries to explain the rules of the match to her, but Lucy pushes past him and drags Lana back up to her feet.
Nelson: It may not have won her the match...
Rose: But you know that a move like that is going to do a lot of damage!
Crumb: It'll slow down the pace quite a bit, too!
Once Lana is back on her feet, Lucy drives her knee hard into her ribs. She does it a second time for good measure before grabbing Lana and sending her down to the mat with a snapmare! Lana tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Lucy bounces off of the ropes and tries to hit Lana with a running dropkick! Lana rolls out of the way and causes Lucy to crash into the mat instead! Both Lady Icons pull themselves back up to their feet. Lucy tries to keep control of the match and is caught with a hurricanrana! She hooks the leg for the cover.
One...
Two...
THR... KICK OUT!
Nelson: So far it seems to me as though these Lady Icons are pretty evenly matched. Whoever manages to get the win will definitely have earned it.
Crumb: Both women are given their all that’s for sure, but I believe that maybe Lana might be fading. She seems pretty gassed.
Rose: She doesn’t know how to pace herself it seems… but IPW is a learning curve for a lot of wrestlers and it is clear that some cannot handle it.
Lana steps toward Lucy and hits her with a series of kicks that send her stumbling back. Lana then steps back toward the middle of the ring and charges at Lucy. Before she can do anything, Lucy steps forward and hits her with a crescendo kick! Lana crashes hard to the mat. Lucy charges and slaps on a mandible claw!
Nelson: Fuhr calls this Beelzebub!
Crumb: And It looks like there’s no coming back for Lana.
Rose: It will take a miracle.
Lucy tightens the claw around Lana’s jaw while forcing her two fingers further down her throat. Lana can do nothing but frantically tap out.
Torres: The winner of this match...Lucy Fuhr!!!
Nelson: A well earned debut victory for Lucy Fuhr.
Crumb: Both gave it everything they had and so therefor Lana shouldn’t be upset about anything.
Rose: I guess she could give it another go come next Chaos.
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Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
The opening electronic strings of "Warrior" fade into the arena, growing louder as it progresses. The lights start pulsing in time with the start of the drumbeat, and as the lyrics begin a figure appeared silhouetted against the backdrop.
♫ I got my head high, my chest out, my eyes open wide
I got no fear, got no doubt and, god, I feel alive ♫
I got no fear, got no doubt and, god, I feel alive ♫
The spotlight kicked on, shining down onto Kasey Winterborn. With a slight smile on her face and determination in her eyes, she raises her hands in the air to the overwhelming cheers of the crowd.
♫ I'm not stopping for ya, I'm a f*cking warrior
I'm a warrior
Wa-wa-warrior, wa-wa-warrior
Walking through fire like I'll never learn
Waiting forever and now it's my turn
Stronger than ever, I'm ready to burn
Na-na-na na-na-na, I'm a warrior ♫
I'm a warrior
Wa-wa-warrior, wa-wa-warrior
Walking through fire like I'll never learn
Waiting forever and now it's my turn
Stronger than ever, I'm ready to burn
Na-na-na na-na-na, I'm a warrior ♫
After a moment of posing, she smiles and begins her descent down the ramp. Along the way she looks around at the crowd cheering for her, reaching out and slapping hands with a couple of fans at ringside. She slides into the ring under the bottom rope and kips up to her feet, where she runs and leaps up to the middle rope at the turnbuckle and glances out at the crowd, smiling as she raises a fist in the air.
Nelson: Last time, Winterborn showed us that she has something to prove when she defeated Effie Bingham in her debut.
Crumb: But her opponent this week is not as easy as Effie was for her last week. She is facing Willow Rainn.
Rose: If she does to Willow what she did to Effie… I highly doubt that they’ll be much of a problem for her.
"Frankenstein" plays as Willow walks out to a roar of boos as she didn't let that bother her as she was in a trance her body swaying around as she walks down the ramp as she gets into the ring she sits on the bottom turnbuckle as she looks up at the ceiling muttering things to herself as her theme dies down.
Nelson: Willow Rainn has been on a tear and so I think that that Winterborn better make sure she is ready for whatever Rainn is going to throw at her.
Crumb: Thought, at least to me, it seems like Willow has started to lose her touch?
Rose: Has she? I thought it was just me noticing something different.
The referee looks at both Lady Icons to make sure that they are ready. He then calls for the bell just a few seconds later as the match is officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
---Kasey Winterborn vs. Willow Rain---
Willow Rainn smirks across the ring at Kasey Winterborn. She and Kasey then both approach each other in the center of the ring. The two Lady Icons circle one another for a few seconds. They then grapple up and struggle for the advantage. Willow Rainn quickly gets Kasey trapped in a side headlock. Smirking, she applies pressure to try and wear the Wicked Little Machine down---receiving quite a few boos from the fans for her efforts. Willow ignores them and continues to keep the hold locked in. Kasey Winterborn continues to try and fight her way out of the hold---eventually managing to shove Willow Rainn off and shooting her across the ring. Kasey steps toward the center of the ring to meet Willow on the rebound, only to have Willow charge in with a big forearm smash! Kasey crashes to the mat as the fans boo Willow---who seems to enjoy the reaction quite a bit.
Nelson: Willow Rainn is loving this!
Rose: Of course she is! You know she doesn’t give a damn about these fans.
Willow steps toward Kasey and delivers a few hard stomps to wear her down despite Kasey's best efforts to reach her feet. Nonetheless, Kasey reaches her feet just a few seconds later. Willow closes the gap and hits Kasey in the mouth with a few right hands. She then grabs her and backs her into the ropes. Willow tries to shoot Kasey across the ring, but Kasey is able to reverse the Irish whip attempt. She steps toward the middle of the ring to meet Willow on the rebound, lifts her into the air, and delivers an inverted atomic drop! The impact sends Willow stumbling around in pain. Willow tries to shake it off before she charges at Kasey but walks right into a flapjack! Willow's face bounces off of the mat, though she wisely rolls over to the ropes and tries to pull herself back up to her feet!
Nelson: That may not have been much, but it definitely made sure that Rainn did not get too much momentum in this match!
Rose: Willow is going to turn it around, Patticake! Don't you worry!
Crumb: You’re going to be soul crushed if Kasey pulls this out, huh?
Rose: Shaddup!
When Willow reaches her feet, Kasey Winterborn charges and tries to keep the momentum on her side. Unfortunately for her, Willow appears to be ready---stepping forward and knocking Kasey off balance with an elbow shot. Willow grabs Kasey, turns her around, and lift her into the air to deliver a snap suplex! Willow goes for the cover.
One...
Two...
THR---KICK OUT!
Nelson: I do think that both of you should retract your statement. Do NOT count Rainn out just yet.
Crumb: She might have been in control of the match so far… but it can all change in the quickest of flashes.
Rose: I just hope that this match doesn’t end up being a total snore fest.
Kasey slowly tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Willow grabs her and once again begins to strike with a series of elbow shots. Kasey struggles to keep herself upright. Smirking, Willow bounces off of the ropes to pick up a bit of momentum---unfortunately getting caught with a desperation superkick when she gets close to Kasey on the rebound! The fans cheer. Kasey drops down on top of Willow and hooks the leg for the cover.
One…
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Winterborn telescoped Rainn bouncing off the ropes perfectly.
Rose: Nelly, you and I both know that the kick was out of desperation.
Crumb: It rocked Willow that’s for sure.
The fans are on their feet cheering Kasey on and trying to will her to victory. Kasey lines herself up with Willow, waits for her to make it back up to her feet. Once Willow is almost up, Kasey rushes from behind, trying to deliver a bulldog! Willow senses it and just barely grabs hold of Kasey at the last second---sideslamming Kasey down to the mat!
Kasey slowly pulls herself back up to her feet as Willow smirks. Kasey tries to charge at Kasey in hopes of catching her by surprise with The Gold Rush, though before he can snap it off, Kasey steps out of the way! Willow's momentum carries him a few extra steps. He then turns around and faces the Brutal Havok Champion. Kasey steps forward and connects with her Tempest Rush (three back spinning heel kicks)! Once Willow drops to the mat, Kasey locks her in the Wicked Little Machine (sharpshooter with reverse facelock!
Crumb: WHAT CAN WILLOW RAINN BE THINKING AS KASEY WINTERBORN HAS HER LOCKED IN THE WICKED LITTLE MACHINE SUPER TIGHT?!?!
Willow tries to struggle out of the move with no success. She has no choice but to pound the canvas to submit.
Torres: The winner of this match...Kasey Winterborn!
Nelson: It was an intense and fast-paced match between very talented Lady Icons, but in the end...
Rose: Don't even say it, Patticake. It was a fluke! Next time, Willow will win!
Suddenly the crowd starts to murmur as Lana Jacobs comes skipping down the aisle. Kasey turns to face the rampway and slightly frowns. Lana skips to the ringside area and then makes her way all the way around the ring.
Crumb: Er… what in the heck is Lana Jacobs doing out here?
Kasey cocks her head as Lana stops, giggles, and waves at her. She bends down, flips up the ring skirt and pulls out what looks like a broom handle attached to an oversized mallet head.
Crumb: What the hell is that?!
Nelson: It...is...a…giant…mallet…
Crumb: What the hell is she gonna do with that?
Rose: Have some fun apparently!
Lana waves the mallet at the crowd while Kasey just stares at the thing, looking almost amused at the sight of it. Lana slides into the ring, bringing the mallet with her. Kasey steps out of the ring and walks backward up the rampway.
Nelson: Winterborn is getting the hell out of dodge!
Crumb: And that is a very smart decision on her end.
Rose: Lord only knows what Lana has going through her head right now.
Looking evilly upon the rising Willow Rainn, Lana nails her in the leg with the mallet! Willow clutches at her right knee as she goes down to the left one. Lana brings the mallet down across her back and then swings it around, hitting Willow in the head! Willow goes down and Lana drills her in the back again and again!
Crumb: WHAT IN THE…
Nelson: Lana Jacobs has gone and lost it, attacking Willow Rainn with that mallet!
Rose: Oh this… this is good. I’m thoroughly liking this.
Security rushes into the ring to stop her. Giggling, Lana drops the mallet and slides out to the floor. Trainers hit the ring to check on the semi conscious Willow as Lana skips to the back.
Nelson: I am still a bit confused as to what exactly is going on?!
Crumb: Why Willow Rainn though is what I want to know?
Rose: Well we all know now that Lana Jacobs is a tad bit on the psycho side… just like her theme song says.
Butterscotch Monroe stands in front of a wall of sponsors, Jon Kellar alongside her.
Monroe: Thanks Patrick, joining me now is the manager of the Sons of Gold, the “Human Dynamite” Jon Kellar. Jon… your team is main eventing the show tonight, how does that feel?
Kellar: I’m thrilled, both of them have put in a lot of hard work on both sides of the Pacific in the past few months.
Monroe: You’re up against tough competition tonight, two former IPW champions in Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan, both of whom hold singles victories over the Sons in recent weeks. Do you think you can turn things around tonight?
Kellar: I’ll admit the record is somewhat one sided, but Hiro and Kono are in the best shape they’ve been in for a long time. They’re certainly more united than Kostan and Black are going to be after what happened a few weeks ago.
Monroe: Some would say that the Sons are lacking unity after those events though...
Kellar: I'm not going to pretend that the Sons have a perfectly harmonious relationship but they’ve always come together in the ring when it matters. At the end of the day, they both want to win. I’m confident that this team can take on all comers.
Monroe: Does that mean a run at the Tag Team titles is on the horizon?
Kellar smiles
Kellar: Let’s not get carried away. I’m grateful that Mrs. Holloway has given the Sons the opportunity to showcase their talents here tonight.
Monroe: You mention Mrs. Holloway, and we’ve seen a war of words between you and Joshua Samson on Social Media. Does this mean you’re backing Brooklyn Holloway in the ongoing power struggle?
Kellar clears his throat
Kellar: I don’t concern myself with politics, I just want to talk about tonight’s match.
Monroe: But surely…
Kellar: Ms Monroe, my primary concern is the career of the Sons of Gold, individually and collectively. My interest in IPW’s power struggle ends there. Closed.
??: I’m sorry to hear that Mr. Kellar.
Brooklyn Holloway, escorted on either side by The Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway, waltzes into frame, dressed in formitting black skirt and flowy white top. The hispanic woman didn’t look too happy as she put her right hand on her hip.
Brooklyn: I don’t believe you’ll be wanting to close that door just yet Jon Kellar. Remember, the Sons of Gold are competing in their very first main event tonight and it's not like you have Joshua Samson to thank for that.
Kellar: And I’m grateful Ms Holloway, but I learned to stay out of politics a long time ago.
Brooklyn: So you say Kellar. Though you need to remember that I know your history. I also know that you are a steadfast advocate for wrestling to remain in the hands of people who truly know this business, as in former wrestlers like me for example, and not in the hands of someone who only sees this business as a way to make a quick buck like Joshua Samson, Esquire. In all honesty, it seems to me that you and I are more alike than you want to think or admit.
Kellar doesn’t answer
Brooklyn: Cat got your tongue Jon?
There’s still no answer from Kellar as Brooklyn continues to stand there, looking confident.
Brooklyn: Well… I guess I should wish you the best of luck tonight Jon Kellar. I hope my faith in you and the Sons of Gold is not misjudged. Because I’d hate to have to… re-evaluate my decision.
Brooklyn, followed by the Headhunters, exit the scene, Kellar turns his head to watch them leave, then back to Monroe.
Kellar: If you’ll excuse me Ms Monroe.
Monroe: Of course.
Kellar leaves.
~~
Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!
”Footsteps (Go Higher)” by Pop Evil plays throughout the arena as smoke begins to fill the ramp. Out of nowhere, Penelope begins crawling seductively while yanking on her hair here and there. The fans chant freak as she hissed at them. She finally made it to the ring and lays on her belly snarling while she waits for her opponent.
Nelson: I am not going to lie… I think I am starting to like Penelope. I may not agree with her but I like what she can do in the ring.
Crumb: She has been impressive I am going to give her that.
Rose: But she’s no better than ASStrid… whining for attention.
With ”Mama Said Knock You Out” playing in the background Jessie walks out onto the stage and starts to bounce around trying to get loose. She waited for a few moments before she walked down and slaps hands with a few fans as she does this before she stops at the steps slapping the top of them before getting in the ring. She then get in and bounces around then if she is out on her own look at the entrance waiting for her opponents or if others are in the ring she looks on at them.
Nelson: A lot of people are saying that Jessie Roberts’ luck has to be running out soon but I think she is just that good. She has the heart of a true warrior!
Crumb: That she does there. Jessie Roberts gives each match her all and never gives up despite whatever odds and opponent is staring her down.
Rose: Pfft… Jessie Roberts is nothing more than someone who gets lucky when it matters. If she just listens to me and gets a bit more edge to her she could rule IPW.
The referee looks at both Lady Icons to make sure they are ready, Penelope and Jessie both nodding their heads. The referee then calls for the bell, making the match officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
---Penelope vs. "The Hawkeye Warrior" Jessie Roberts---
Penelope walks around the ring and enjoys the somewhat negative response that she's receiving from the fans. Jessie Roberts simply glares at him and shakes her head. Penelope finally steps toward the middle of the ring and the two Lady Icons grapple up with one another. There is a brief struggle for the advantage---neither willing to give the other an inch. Penelope finally is able to power Jessie back against the ropes. She holds her there for a moment before blasting Jessie in the mouth with an elbow shot! Penelope follows it up with a second before shooting Jessie across the ring. Penelope steps toward the middle of the ring and lifts Jessie into the air for a big body drop! Penelope smirks before standing up and dropping an elbow onto Jessie before she can pull herself back up to her feet. Penelope remains on top of Jessie for the cover.
One…
Two...
THR...KICK OUT!
Penelope pulls herself back up to her feet and immediately leans against the ropes confidently, causing quite a few boos from the fans.
Nelson: There is something to be said for how calm this young Lady Icon is able to remain.
Rose: I respect it to an extent, but let's be real. She's only going to rub people with a lot of talent the wrong way if she keeps it up!
Crumb: I'm surprised you're letting that bother you...
Rose: Oh, I never said it was bothering me!
Penelope grabs Jessie and drags her back up to her feet. Penelope hits Jessie in the mouth with an elbow shot to knock her groggy. She follows it up with a second that sends Jessie stumbling back. Recovering, Jessie immediately charges forward, Penelope getting a foot in the air as she tries to kick Jessie in the mouth with a big boot!
Jessie ducks underneath the attempt and waits for Penelope to turn around. Jessie blasts Penelope in the mouth with a European uppercut! She follows it up with a second and then a third! Penelope stumbles back from the impact. Penelope recovers and charges forward to try and connect with a clothesline! Jessie ducks underneath the attempt and lines herself up with Penelope. She leaps into the air and hits Penelope with a Pele kick that sends her crashing to the mat!
Penelope tries to pull herself back up, but Jessie rushes in and blasts Penelope with a knee shot that sends her staggering. Jessie grabs Penelope---sending her crashing to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! Jessie covers.
One…
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Oh! That was a very close call! To me it actually looked like the referee’s hand was just off the mat by milimeters when Penelope managed to kick out.
Crumb: Jessie is showing Penelope that she’s what it takes to make it in this company.
Rose: And I doubt that Penelope is going to be able to pay attention since she does what she wants her way and basically says screw everyone else.
Jessie grabs Penelope and locks in a front facelock. She begins to apply pressure in an effort to wear Penelope down. Penelope tries to fight her way out of Jessie's grasp, but Jessie responds by driving her knee hard into Penelope's ribs. Penelope once again tries to fight her way out of Jessie's grasp. Penelope drives Jessie back into the nearest turnbuckle and slams her against it! She follows it up a second time before dragging Jessie toward the middle of the ring. Penelope hoists Jessie into the air, slamming her down to the mat with a vertical suplex!
Jessie slowly tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Penelope charges and hits Jessie with a big clothesline! Jessie hits the mat hard. Penelope takes a moment to pause and flex---taunting the booing fans. Penelope then goes for the cover.
One…
Two...
THR...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Well that one for sure rocked Roberts. Penelope is not holding back.
Crumb: She wants to show the world that she’s the better sister and quite frankly if she keeps this up she damn well might prove it.
Rose: But I doubt she’ll be able to keep her mind focused and that is going to be her downfall. If she wants to prove she’s better she’s got to stop with the attention seeking whining that she’s been doing.
Penelope looks down at Jessie with a look of fake shock on her face. She grabs Jessie and slowly drags her back up. Slowly shaking her head, Penelope hits Jessie in the mouth with a hard right hand! She follows it up with a second. Penelope shakes her arm for a few seconds to loosen it up before swinging a big right haymaker at Jessie's jaw!
Jessie ducks underneath the attempt, leaps into the air, and hits Penelope with a dropkick! Penelope pulls herself back up. Jessie bounces off of the ropes and charges Penelope, who launches Jessie in the air for a back body drop! Jessie lands on her feet behind Penelope. Jessie pauses for a moment, waiting for the perfect moment to strike! As soon as Penelope turns around, Jessie plants her on the mat with a tornado DDT! Penelope wisely crawls over to the nearest turnbuckle and leans against it in an effort to recover.
Nelson: I think Penelope is slowly but surely realizing that she might want to stay focused!
Crumb: That...might be a good idea, yes...
Penelope continues to slump in the corner as the Hawkeye Warrior stands in the middle of the ring. She glares at Penelope for a moment before charging forward and trying to crush Jessie against the turnbuckle with a running cannonball splash! Penelope just barely gets out of the way in time! Jessie is slow to pull herself back up to her feet. Penelope drags herself back up to her feet. She takes a moment to wave a finger at Jessie Roberts, once again drawing a negative response from the crowd.
Rose: These fans wouldn’t know a good thing if it hit them in their collective faces!
Penelope grabs Jessie and hits her with a kick to the back. She tries to drag her back up to her feet. Penelope locks Jessie into a full nelson. Jessie tries to fight her way out of the hold, prompting Penelope to almost immediately lift Jessie into the air for a full nelson slam! Jessie frees herself before she can be slammed and lands on the mat!
Crumb: That was a nifty escape!
Jessie immediately hits Penelope in the mouth with Lose Some Teeth (superkick)! Penelope tries to pull herself back up to her feet---only for Jessie to stuff her head between her legs, lift her up, and drop her with Hawkeye Pride (sitout powerbomb)!
One…
Two...
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match...Jessie Roberts!!!
Nelson: That was nothing short of a picture perfect finisher. A beautiful series of events to close out the match!
Crumb: A well earned victory too I would like to add. For a second there I did think that maybe Penelope had this one… but she’s got to cut down on the gloating.
Rose: Do that type of stuff to the wrong person and you too can wind up brutally attacked like someone we all know and not love.
The scene fades in from the match as Jessie Robert’s music is still echoing in the background as Butterscotch Monroe knocks on the office door of Brooklyn Holloway. As she waits for the door to open, she readies herself… but even she wasn’t ready for who answered the door… Stasi Herveaux. The raven haired woman stood there, arms folded across her chest as she glared at Butterscotch. The shine from the metal of the Real Championship can be seen from around her waist.
Stasi: Is there something I can help you with Butters?
Butterscotch: Uh...I’m here to question Mrs. Holloway about some issues.
Stasi: Yeah… that won’t be happening. You see, Brooklyn has a company to run because Joshua Samson is being a little bitch boy with his “wife” and his mistress. So she’s a little bit too preoccupied at the moment.
Butterscotch: But everyone is curious about the statements made to Jon Kellar earlier tonight concerning him and the Sons of God.
Stasi: They might be curious… but it’s not like they’re entitled to elaborated statements. You always act like you and everyone else… that you are allowed to know the thoughts inside someone’s head. You are… incredibly rude Butters.
Butterscotch: Or perhaps I’m just doing my due diligence as an investigative journalist for this company, Stasi? Have you forgotten that’s why I was hired?
Stasi: You are a backstage interviewer. You think that by calling yourself a “journalist” that you are someone that should be revered.
Butterscotch: I’m not here to debate my title or my job description with you. I know why I was hired here by the owner, Joshua Samson, and I will continue to do my job regardless. Now if you excuse me?
Stasi continues to block the door.
Stasi: You were hired by ONE of the owners and you weren’t allowed access. So slow your roll there.
The door opens behind the Real Champion drawing everyone’s attention. Expecting Brooklyn Holloway to emerge instead it is a short statured, weasly looking cheap suit wearing man with a smug smile on his face. He pushes his glasses further up the bridge of his nose before brushing his dark brown hair out of his eyes.
Man: There a problem out here, Ms. Herveaux?
Stasi: Butters is being annoying… but that’s nothing out of the usual. She thinks she’s entitled to clarification on Brooklyn’s comments from earlier.
The man peers over the top of his glasses over the shoulder of Stasi at Butterscotch.
Man: Butters? Butters? This name doesn’t ring a bell.
Butterscotch: I’m…
Completely ignoring Butterscotch, the man speaks directly to Stasi.
Man: Who is this woman, Ms. Herveaux?
Stasi: Butterscotch Monroe, the biggest pain in the ass in this company… backstage interviewer who thinks she’s a real journalist.
Butterscotch rolls her eyes.
Butterscotch: And who are you, sir?
The man removes his glasses to further inspect the longtime friend of Joshua Samson.
Man: Backstage interviewer, huh? I’m not impressed. And if I’m not impressed you can beat your patooty that Mrs. Holloway isn’t impressed. Please get rid of her, Ms. Herveaux.
Stasi: Yeah… I’ve tried that and this is one fly that won’t shoo away.
Man: Ms. Herveaux, do what you do best.
With a look of trepidation, Butterscotch glares Stasi.
Butterscotch: Wait, wait. I’ll gladly leave. At least tell me who you are?
The man places his glasses back upon his face before address Butterscotch.
Man: Why, Mrs. Monroe, I am none other than THE Voice of the New Regime. I am the spoken word of Mrs. Holloway herself. Why should she have to step down off of Mt. Olympus in order to address mere mortal such as yourself? My name is Benedict Mason Wentworth and you, Mrs. Monroe, like so many others in this company, are simply unworthy. Now good evening, ma’am.
BMW steps back into the room and slams the door behind him.
Stasi: You heard him… get out before I do what I do best. I’m really starting to think you want to end up just like Joshua Samson.
Butterscotch: I’m going, I’m going.
Stasi: Toodles…
Stasi does a quick flip of a certain finger before disappearing back inside of the office.
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The camera comes in backstage following IPW’s Television Champion, Aaron Kostan as he walks towards the interview set. When he arrives there he looks around for a moment before giving a questioning glance towards Mickey “Mouse” Greer as he walks towards him.
Aaron: “Do you know where Mrs. Monroe is?”
Mickey: “I can’t say I do. Are you supposed to be meeting her for an interview?”
Aaron: “Well I thought I was.”
Mickey: “Well you know...I am a journalist too. Perhaps I can fill in?”
Aaron looked at the notorious gossip peddler cautiously. Mickey motioned with his hand for Aaron to step into the interviewing area. After another moment of consideration, Kostan shuffled his way into the box and finally responded.
Aaron: “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to...inconvenience you.”
Mickey: “Nonsense! Come come, let’s talk about your match tonight!”
Aaron turns his head skeptically then agrees.
Aaron: “Alright, let’s do it.”
Mickey: “Great!”
Mickey looks down then towards the camera, clearly talking to the crew behind it.
Mickey: “Can you guys see this? Zoom out a bit.”
The camera zooms out until the Television Championship around “The Artist’s” waist is in view.
Mickey: “Can you see the belt now? Awesome!”
He turns back towards the champion.
Mickey: “We have to make sure that shiny championship is in frame! You have worked so hard to get it back into a good standing in this company.”
Aaron: “I-”
Mickey: “You are back in the main even for the first time since February and the Television Championship is back in the main event for the first time since January thanks to your efforts!”
Aaron: “I can’t take all the credit-”
Mickey: “Well of course you can’t! You certainly wouldn’t be here without Oliver!”
Aaron goes to respond but his mouth stays agape for a minute as he recollects his thoughts.
Aaron: “No...I mean people like Erik Holland, Minx, Astrid and the whole lot of opponents I have face during this reign who, despite their lack of focus or misaligned focus, still came into their respective Television Championship matches and wrestled their hearts out in that ring. That dedication...that desire to hold this championship at all costs is what makes it prestigious and worthy of the main event tonight.”
Greer shakes his head.
Mickey: “Respectfully, I’m going to have to disagree with you there Aaron. Most of those people you mentioned have hit the road...POOF! Gone from IPW. Those that haven’t have moved on. No one in the locker room is talking about your successes either in reverence or in disgust. You’ve gotten little air time, and have rarely pursued any on Chaos. You have practically disappeared my friend. Then Oliver came back into your life, slapped you around with a chair a few times, almost got Kono to do the same, and bada bing bada boom, you’re back in the main event!”
Aaron chuckles.
Aaron: “What are you doing Mickey?”
Mickey: “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I just assumed you would have some praise for your partner.”
Aaron: “You know very well that I don’t have any kind words for Oliver.”
Mickey: “You did in your promo this week.”
Aaron rubs his bearded chin for a moment and chuckles again.
Aaron: “I see someone has been studying...Yes, I said that I agreed with his point of view on a few key arguments on the last Chaos...but when it all boils down to the nitty gritty, Oliver Black is not a good person. He’s a man who relies way too much on material things, and now that he has lost his precious Heavyweight Championship he’s trying to find any way he can to get himself noticed again. None of this is about saving, cleansing, or fixing IPW. Just like the last time I dealt with him, it’s all about hogging that spotlight and getting back to that drug that makes him feel important...gold around his waist.”
Mickey: “So what does that mean for your partnership tonight in your match against the Sons of Gold? Are you going to break it?”
Aaron: “No.”
Mickey: “You aren’t going to leave Oliver high and dry all alone against them?”
Aaron: “No.”
Mickey: “If the opportunity presents itself you aren’t going to...maybe...take a shot at Oliver?”
Aaron: “Listen, my entire title reign has been centered around professionalism and that crucial focus on the task at hand. That task is wrestling at a peak level, a main event quality level, a Television Championship level. I have a job to do. Bell to bell I am going to do just that. I am going to wrestle, preserve the integrity of this sport and this championship in sanctioned combat. As long as I expect Oliver is capable of doing the same, then we won’t have a problem.”
Mickey: “And what about after the bell? Are you going to smack Oliver, maybe even Kono, with a steel chair as an act of revenge? I mean...the two did gang up on you. Oliver mercilessly rained chair shots down on you until your back was bright red, and bleeding...to the point you needed assistance walking to the back! And in front of your girlfriend too! Didn’t I hear that she was in attendance?”
Aaron points an accusing finger at Greer, as if telling him it’s in his best interest to stop talking. Then he begin to wave it up and down.
Aaron: “I see what you’re doing. I know someone in management booked this match despite my protests because they see money in the chaos that could accompany a match where the battle lines seem to crisscross and loyalties to titles, moral codes, and family are put to the test…but that chaos only ensues if cooler heads can’t prevail. So you’re trying to fan the flame before the match even begins. That’s why you’ve been talking to me about Oliver, and not our opponents.”
Mickey holds his hands up, a smirk on his face.
Mickey: “That’s quite the conspiracy theory Aaron. I’m simply wondering if, beyond that calm demeanor of yours, a beast looking for vengeance is finally about to break out...a beast that knows, much like the followers of the faith you hold so close, that honor and salvation sometimes come at a price.”
Aaron: “Goodbye, Mickey.”
Aaron smiles before turning and walking out of frame at a brisk pace. The camera remains centered on Greer.
Mickey: “Good luck tonight!”
The scene fades.
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Torres: The following contest is a SIX ICON TAG TEAM match set for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
The lights go out as the pulsating opening beat of "Da Baddest Bitch" by Trina hit the speakers. Smoke starts to billow out, covering the stage, and the lights begin a strobing effect as the lyrics start up...
"Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Sh*t I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?"
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
(Sh*t I'm the baddest bitch)
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?
Who's bad? Who's, who's bad?"
Fierce stomps out to the entrance stage, middle fingers extended to a crowd that fails to appreciate her greatness. She strides down to ringside, trading expletives with the fans all the way down, and almost throwing a punch, were it not for security. She turns, being sure to warn that fan that he's lucky, quickly gets up the ring steps and up the turnbuckle in time for the third chorus. Posing arrogantly, she drops down in the ring, ready to go to war, as the song fades out.
The siren state of ”Salute” by Little Mix begins playing through the PA system in the arena as it is filled with purple and turquoise lights. The fans get on their feet as they wait for the grand entrance of one, Olivia Rhodes. When the lyrics start, Olivia comes out from behind the black curtain, she has her head held high as she walks to the top of the ramp while holding her robe out to the side as the fans instantly start to boo her. Once at the top of the stage extends her arms out to the side, smirking from ear to ear as she soaks in all the energy from the fans before doing a slow 360-degree turn. She lingers there for a few moments before she starts to make her way down the ramp. As she struts down towards the ring, her hands continue to hold out the sides of her robe
♫It's who we are
We don't need no camouflage
It's the female federal
And we're taking off
If you with me, women lemme hear you say♫
We don't need no camouflage
It's the female federal
And we're taking off
If you with me, women lemme hear you say♫
Olivia reaches the bottom and undoes the robe, tossing it gently to the side as the chorus of the song begins to play. Olivia heads off to the right hand side and does a walkover in the middle before hopping onto the ring apron. She remains on her knees before stepping under the middle rope. She looks out at the crowd with her hands out to her sides again before heading off to the corner and climbing up the turnbuckle where she raises them once again. After hopping down she goes over to the opposite turnbuckle and repeats the same pose before getting down and leaning against the ropes as her entrance music faded away and she waits for her opponent.
The haunting sounds of “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria start to waft their way out through the arena’s PA system as the lights flash in varying hues of pale purple and icy blue. When the main beat hits, Astrid Sedin walks out from behind the black curtain onto the stage with a confident swagger in her step. Walking to the top of the ramp, she stops and spreads her legs apart, using her hands to fluff her hair as a twisted smirk begins to make its way onto her face. Standing there for a few moments, Astrid tilts her head back and takes in the crowd’s energy before facing the ring as the smirk reappeared on her face. She began to make her way down the ramp towards the ramp, emitting a tremendous amount of confident as she walks. Astrid reaches out to slap the hands of a few fans at ringside, but at the very last minute she jerks her hand away, holding it up as she continues towards the ring laughing as she twirls her hair around her finger.
At the bottom of the ramp, Astrid scowls and smirks at the same time towards the ring before heading off to the right hand side while holding her hands towards the fans as if to say “talk to the hand”. She quickly hops onto the ring apron and gets to her feet, looking out at the crowd before she enters the ring through the ropes before bending her knees and quickly entering under the middle rope with a twirl. Holding her arms up at level of her shoulders, Astrid shakes her head from side to side as she talks smack to the crowd before hopping down. She waits for her opponent off to the side, sitting on the middle rope with her arms spread across the top one as her music slowly fading out.
Nelson: I am very intrigued to see how these three women work together. We know how Fierce and Olivia Rhodes work together when we saw them win on the last Metal. But how will Astrid Samson factor into this equation?
Crumb: I think that Astrid is going to be able to focus on the task at hand… especially since it involves Stasi Herveaux and she’s been pretty damn focused on her over the past couple of weeks.
Rose: ASStrid only cares about herself. Do you really think she’s going to be able to put her ego aside and work with these other two women? Come on guys and really think about what is going on.
“Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring Puff Daddy blares throughout the arena as there is an uproar of cheers throughout the crowd.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JOSHUA SAMSON ESQUIRE HAS RETURNED TO ICONIC PRO WRESTLING?!?!
Rose: Probably, “this is the greatest day in IPW history!”
Instead of the dapperly dressed Owner Extraordinaire, out steps Benedict Mason Wentworth, who is flanked by Stasi Herveaux and the Headhunters, Eric and Dexter Calloway. The crowd instantly explodes with jeers upon the sight of the quartet.
Nelson: This is definitely not Samson, ladies and gentlemen! What you see before you is the man who has been appointed as the official voice of the New Regime who are backed by co-owner Brooklyn Holloway.
Crumb: They have no right using that music!
BMW: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THEY ARE REMINDED THAT THEIR PRECIOUS JOSHUA SAMSON ISN’T HERE?!?!
The crowd erupts in even louder boos.
Rose: He sounds just like you, Todd! Hahaa…
Crumb: Not even!
BMW: That is correct that your king is dead and will no longer be returning. Mister Samson has tucked tail and scurried away. Good riddance to the past and welcome to the present! Ladies and gentlemen, I am Brent Mason Wentworth and what you see before you is the New Regime; the next Iconic Professional Wrestling Tag Team Champions, Eric and Dexter Calloway, known as The Headhunters and the Iconic Professional Wrestling Real Champion, Stasi Herveaux!
The three aforementioned Icons begin to make their way down the rampway toward the ring.
BMW: This ensemble of remarkable wrestling talent are the enforcing force of Mrs. Brooklyn Holloway as she fashions Iconic Professional Wrestling into a respected wrestling company that it was always envisioned to be. So prepare yourself, Ms. Fierce, Mrs. Rhodes, and Mrs. Samson, to feel that brute force.
Stasi and the Headhunters reach the bottom of the ramp and give Loyalty menacing glares. Fierce, Olivia, and Astrid prepare themselves for a fight.
BMW: But that force will not be felt right now. No, it has been ordered by Mrs. Holloway that instead of a Six Icon Tag Team match between this manufactured Loyalty and the New Regime this match will now be a Triple Threat match between the Lady Icons currently in the ring!
Crumb: WHAT CAN LOYALTY BE THINKING AS THEIR SIX ICON TAG TEAM MATCH HAS BEEN SWITCHED TO A TRIPLE THREAT MATCH BETWEEN EACH OTHER?!?!
The crowd explodes in jeers. Wentworth turns and walks backstage. The New Regime makes their way over to the Stooges. Stasi takes a seat at the commentators’ table while The Headhunters stand menacingly behind her.
Nelson: Well welcome to the table, Herveaux. It seems you and the Headhunters have the night off?
Stasi: Seems? We clearly have the night off because Brooklyn Holloway is a smart woman. I’m not going to argue with her even though I would really like to get in that ring and beat the brains out of Astrid Samson.
Crumb: That sounds a little bit harsh.
Rose: Oh hush it, Crumbbum! Everyone knows that ASStrid deserves to be knocked down a couple of pegs.
The fans are on their feet in anticipation as the referee calls for the bell making the match officially underway.
DING DING DING!!
---Six Icon Tag Team Match: The New Regime (Eric and Dexter Calloway and "The Real Champion" Stasi Herveaux) vs. Loyalty (Fierce, Olivia Rhodes, and "The Iconic Queen" Astrid Samson)---
Fierce doesn’t move as Astrid Samson and Olivia Rhodes glance at her before stepping toward the middle of the ring and beginning to exchange blows with one another. Astrid and Olivia continue to hit each other with strike after strike---the two Lady Icons trying to gain some sort of advantage. They battle back and forth across the ring, neither willing to give the other so much as an inch. Finally, Olivia Rhodes takes control as she bounces off of the ropes and sends Astrid crashing to the mat with a clothesline! Olivia tries to set Astrid up for a snap suplex, but the Iconic Queen blocks the attempt and shoves Olivia away. Olivia recovers and charges---only to be lifted into the air and dropped with flapjack by Astrid!
Nelson: These two are going back and forth!
Rose: And in doing so, they’re making the biggest mistake that you can make in a Triple Threat match…
Crumb: Which is?
Rose: Ignoring the third person.
Stasi: Wake me up when it’s over.
Astrid pops back up to her feet and takes a moment to soak in the crowd’s response---mixed as it may be. She then turns around and is immediately hit in the mouth by a forearm shot from Fierce! Fierce follows it up with a second before pulling Astrid in and sending her crashing to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Fierce bounces off of the ropes and drops an elbow on Astrid. Fierce then covers.
One...
Two...
TH...Olivia Rhodes breaks it up!
Crumb: I get the feeling that things are about to get really interesting…
Rose: For once, I agree with you, Crumbbum!
Nelson: All three of these Lady Icons are loyal to Joshua Samson and they’re being forced to compete in this match when they were ready for a Six Icon Tag Team match.
Stasi: Sh*t happens from time to time and you can’t always get what you want. These bitches have to learn that.
Olivia drags Fierce up to her feet and connects with a kick to the ribs. She follows it up with a second. Fierce tries to pull herself away from Olivia, but Olivia responds by hitting Fierce with a European uppercut. Olivia gets her into position for a Russian leg sweep. Fierce fights her way out of Olivia’s grasp and shoves her away---only to have Astrid charge in with a jumping knee strike to the mouth. Fierce barely manages to keep herself upright. Olivia grabs Astrid from behind and hoists her into the air for a belly-to-back suplex! She bridges it into a pin attempt.
One...
Two...
THR...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Rhodes makes that look so very easy but then again Astrid Samson is not all that heavy and makes it easier to hit it on than others.
Crumb: But regardless, it doesn’t look like Astrid’s going to end up faring too well. She’s at a pretty severe disadvantage here.
Rose: And that makes me smile. I would like to see if one of these two have the balls to take her out.
Stasi: You’re not the only one. I think they’ll need to scrape her up off the mat.
Astrid drags herself back up to her feet. Olivia hits her with a series of hard right hands. She smirks as she grabs Astrid’s head and tries to get her into position for an Endpoint (gory neckbreaker), only to have Astrid easily shove her away! Olivia staggers toward Fierce, who runs and tries to connect with a spear! Olivia dodges the attempt! Fierce quickly tries to bring herself back up to her feet. Sensing her own opening, Astrid grabs Fierce looking to possibly execute a move but Fierce shoves Astrid away. All three Lady Icons stare each other down as the fans rise to their feet.
Stasi: I don't get why that little runt is fighting... it's not like she stands a chance.
Rose: Amen to that!
All three Loyalty members continue to stare each other down and wait for an opening to appear. When it doesn’t happen, Astrid and Olivia Rhodes both look at one another. They nod and both run at Fierce at the same time. The two begin to pound away on her with a series of strikes. They then hoist her into the air at the same time---delivering a double suplex that sends Fierce crashing to the mat. Astrid pops up to her feet, leaps into the air, and lands on Fierce with an elbow drop! Before she can go for the cover, Olivia grabs her from behind and locks in a sleeperhold to wear Astrid down. Astrid tries to fight her way out of Olivia’s grasp, but Olivia has the hold locked in perfectly.
Nelson: Things are not looking too good right now for Mrs. Samson.
Stasi: I love seeing her struggle. Though I do wish that it was me that was choking the bitch out.
Crumb: Both Fierce and Olivia seem to be focusing on Astrid which in a way is smart because she’s a crafty person in the ring.
Rose: Pfft!
Olivia continues to wear Astrid down despite Astrid’s best efforts of escaping the hold. Finally, it seems like Astrid is going to escape the hold but Olivia sends her crashing to the mat with a sleeper suplex!
Nelson: Another hard hit there from Rhodes on Samson.
Stasi: Go Liv go… wait...
Crumb: Olivia really wants to win this match and it is starting to show.
Rose: I don’t care who wins… just as long as it isn’t ASStrid.
Olivia gets back to her feet when suddenly Fierce yells out from the apron. Olivia turns to face her and Fierce springboards into the ring with a spinning wheel kick! Olivia rolls out of the way before Fierce can go for the cover. Fierce pulls herself back up to her feet and lines herself up with a rising Astrid. Fierce charges and delivers Malleus Fortuna (ripcord rolling elbow)! Astrid’s face bounces off of the mat. Fierce drops down and hooks the leg for the cover.
One…
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Nelson: And now Fierce seems to be taking the punishment to Samson.
Stasi: This… this I’m enjoying.
Crumb: I don’t know if there is any coming back from this for Astrid?
Rose: I agree with Stasi.
Frustrated Fierce sits on the mat. Both Olivia and Astrid slowly drag themselves back up to their feet. Fierce then stands up, focusing her attention on Olivia first. Fierce grabs her in a pumphandle position and tries to lift her into the air. Olivia spins out of it and lands on the mat behind Fierce! She waits for Fierce to turn around before planting her on the mat with Endpoint! The fans are on their feet as Olivia Rhodes smirks confidently.
Nelson: That was a pretty smooth reversal and transition from Rhodes.
Stasi: Blahhhh.
Crumb: It did go over well… but was it enough to turn the tides in her favor?
Rose: Oh I don’t think so… I’m slightly pulling for Fierce here.
Olivia tries to go for the cover, but Astrid grabs her, boots her in the gut, and delivers Off With Their Head (flipping neckbreaker)! Olivia Rhodes rolls over to the apron to try and recover, so Astrid hooks Fierce’s leg for the cover.
One…
Two...
THREE!!!
Torres: The winner of this match...Astrid Samson!!!
Stasi: Oh what the fu...
Nelson: Family show there, Herveaux. And yes, it is a little bit surprising.
Crumb: I told you that Astrid was crafty in the ring.
Rose: This is pure and utter bullcrap!
Astrid helps Fierce to her feet as Olivia makes her way over to them.
Stasi: Now it’s our goddamn turn!
Nelson: Wait….what?!
Eric and Dexter, steel chairs in hand, along with Stasi dive into the ring. The Headhunters blast both Fierce and Olivia in the back sending both Lady Icons to their knees. At the same time Stasi delivers her Avada Kedavra (heel kick to back of opponent’s head) to the back of Astrid’s head sending her down to the mat like she’s been shot. The crowd boos harshly.
Nelson: Well I think my question was answered.
Crumb: This war between The New Regime and Loyalty is far from over!
Rose: That’s an understatement.
The New Regime stand victorious over the laid out Loyalty group as the show fades to backstage.
Backstage, the Sons of Gold are preparing. For Hiro, already dressed, that means stretching out and limbering up. For Kono, still wearing his suit trousers having discarded his jacket and shirt onto the floor, it’s lying back on a bench tapping away on his phone. Kellar enters, closing the door behind him.
Kono: You were gone a while…
Kellar: Not long enough for you to get ready apparently.
Kono: I’ll do it in a minute.
Hiro shakes his head and goes back to stretching.
Kellar: So… are you two okay?
Hiro & Kono: Fine
Kellar is less than convinced.
Kellar: Because if you're not on the same page tonight…
Kono: Yeah yeah… united we stand, divided we fall…
Hiro: We are ready Sensei… we will make you proud.
Kono: Yeah he will make you proud, I’ll get on with the whole “winning” part.
Hiro: You’re going to work for yourself, again?
Kono: If you mean I’m not going to interfere in other people’s business, unlike some people, then yes, I am.
Kellar: Enough! Kono, get your damn ring gear on.
Kono pulls his trousers down, prompting a camera blur as Hiro and Kellar look away. Kono reaches into his gym bag for his tights as Hiro and Kellar move away, continuing their conversation away from him.
Kellar: Keep your eye on Kono.
Hiro: Hmm?
Kellar: I mean it… I don’t know where Kono’s head is right now. I need you two to look out for each other, but right now I’d settle for you looking out for him.
Hiro: You don't need to worry Sensei. Kono is my brother, I will always do right by him…
Kellar nods and pats Hiro on the shoulder in thanks, then turns back towards Kono who now has his gear on. Kellar leaves Hiro and moves over to Kono, and the Golden Son heads out the door leaving the two of them together.
Kellar: Ready?
Kono: I have my gear on, don’t I?
Kellar: That’s not what I meant… are you ready for this match?
Kono rolls his eyes.
Kono: I will get the job done.
Kellar: Just remember, you two are a team… tonight and beyond. You have to have each other’s backs…
Kono slaps his hands hard against the wall, and glares right into Kellar’s face.
Kono: Then get off mine.
Kono turns and storms out of the room. Kellar sighs, looks around the room, then up to the sky.
Kellar: Sarah, if you’re up there, I could really use some managerial advice right now sweetheart…
Kellar turns towards the door and makes to leave but as he reaches the door he finds it locked. He tugs at the door knob hard, finds it will not move.
Kellar: What the….
He bangs frantically on the door
Kellar: HEY! SOMEONE OPEN THIS DOOR!!!!
~~
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The speakers suddenly start blasting the intro chords to "Exs and Oh's" and the crowd erupts into a deafening roar of cheers, but Bliss doesn't appear on the ramp. Everyone is confused as the music fades off.
Crumb: Was that just a teaser?
Nelson: We have not heard much about our Heavyweight Champion since she pinned Staci Herveaux in a Six Icon Tag Team match at the last Crimson broadcast.
Rose: Best two weeks of my life.
Bliss: I heard a rumour you all missed me or something?
The camera is panning around frantically until it finally finds her. She's sitting about half way up in between two fans who until Bliss had pulled a mic from her purse had been none the wiser that it was even her. Her hair is pulled up into a ponytail, mostly obscured by a Toronto Raptors hat. She's also wearing a Toronto Raptors Jersey and jeans. She stands, dumping the now empty purse on the lap of the woman beside her who looks shocked.
Bliss: Tell me dear, what designer is that purse?
She puts the mic to the young woman's mouth.
Woman: oh my god.. Bliss....It's a Fendi bag. It's totally legit!
Bliss: And it's yours. Thanks for keeping calm about me sitting beside you.
She then makes her way down the stairs.
Bliss: So apparently one cannot take a vacation without it coming with rumors. So, I figured it was time to address those rumors.
She makes it down to the barricade and easily hops over it. She gives a nod to the announce team before slipping into the ring.
Bliss: There seems to be a lot of rumours going around about me, but let's only talk about the one that matters. The one about my panic attack.
She seems to bite her lip under her hat.
Bliss: And yes, I did have a thing.
Crumb: Really? I would never think it of her.
Bliss: Everyone knows that I have worked so hard to be in this place. At the top. Well, being at the top comes with a lot of pressure too. Pressure I was not expecting but... it doesn't mean I am giving into it. I took the opportunity to take a vacation. After so many back to back matches, I felt I needed one. I went home to Toronto and I enjoyed seeing the Raptors win from an excited little bar in my hometown. I took time to step back and reassess what I want now. To really think about what my next steps were as both the first female IPW Heavyweight champ and as the first lady of chaos. I talked about it with my partner, the beautiful Ashley Marie Chase, I talked to my Dad, a former boxer and trainer. I talked to my three brothers who are all trainers and wrestlers. But I also talked to my sisters, my friends Roxi, Keira and Electra. And the one thing that came up and I was for sure about one hundred percent was that I was not abandoning my place at the top. Not for anything. I earned this. And until someone can beat me legitimately, I will stay here.
The crowd cheers loudly again.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS LADY BLISS IS MAKING IT KNOWN SHE IS NOT GOING ANYWHERE ANYTIME SOON?!?!
Bliss removes her hat and throws it into the crowd. She also takes off her jersey (and white tank top underneath with the words, "Lady Chaos" in glitter) and throws thay as well.
Bliss: I know I am not the idea role model. For years I wanted to be a badass with no faults or obvious weakness but that's changed. And I still say that I do this for me, not you guys because you should never do things for the sake of someone else when it comes to your dreams, but man, you guys cheering for me does sure feel nice. So I thank you.
Nelson: What a surprise to have such honesty from our champion tonight.
Bliss: I'm not going anywhere. Especially since it bugs Staci so much. That's the fun part.
She laughs before handing her mic off and slips out of the ring. When she gets to the top of the ramp. She blows double kisses to the crowd before disappearing backstage.
Torres: The following CHAOS MAIN EVENT TAG TEAM match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!
”Unstoppable" by The Score plays through the arena, the slow drumbeat slowly encouraging the crowd to clap along.
There's a moment
In your bones when
When the fire takes over
In your bones when
When the fire takes over
The proteges of Jon Kellar step out onto the ramp, wearing hooded jackets made of a reflective material. They catch the light, flickering as they do.
Ooh, they can say what they want now
Ooh, 'cause we'll be screaming out
Ooh, 'cause we'll be screaming out
The lights in the arena suddenly switch to a brilliant gold. Both sons of Gold raise their arms out wide as their jackets shimmer and shine in the light. The Sons of Gold stride confidently to the ring. Hiro slaps hands with a few fans his way down to the ring, and smiles all the way. Kono just walks, ignoring the fans trying to get his attention.
We can be heroes everywhere we go
We can have all that we ever want
Swinging like Ali, knocking out bodies
Standing on top like a champion
Keep your silver, give me that gold
You'll remember when I say
We can be heroes everywhere we go
We can have all that we ever want
Swinging like Ali, knocking out bodies
Standing on top like a champion
Keep your silver, give me that gold
You'll remember when I say
We can be heroes everywhere we go
Both men reach the ring. Hiro jumps up onto the apron while Kono walks up the metal steps slowly, and steps through the middle rope. Hiro runs along the apron and leaps onto the middle rope before raising both his hands. His hood slides back and he bathes in the golden light coming down from the ceiling.
Keeping us down is impossible
'Cause we're unstoppable
'Cause we're unstoppable
Kono reaches the far side and slips his jacket off, then throws it into the crowd aggressively. He pushes himself up onto the top turnbuckle and sits there, not even acknowledging the crowd. Hiro meanwhile leaps over the top rope into the ring, and removes his own jacket. He warms up, jumping from foot to to foot as he stares towards the ramp as the music fades out.
Oh woah, we're unstoppable...
Oh woah, we're unstoppable…
Oh woah, we're unstoppable…
Nelson: It should be acknowledged that Jon Kellar is not out here with his proteges.
Rose: If he was as smart as you guys make him out to be, he’d kick Hiro to the curb and concentrate on pushing Kono to the Heavyweight Championship.
Crumb: Hmmm….where is Jon? Not like him to pass up a moment in the spotlight.
The lights in the arena go out, the crowd pops as the pitch black twinkles with the light of cell phones. A slow melodic chime of reassembling a child's jack in the box plays through the speakers. A few lights flicker on stage, a guitar, base and drums all chim in slowly keeping beat with the creepy chimes. But then all goes silent.
NIGHTMARE!
(Now your nightmare comes to life.)
(Now your nightmare comes to life.)
With the opening scream of "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold echoes through the arena. The Nightmare Oliver Black pops up from a hole in the stage. The crowd erupts as Black stands center stage, black paint smeared under his eyes, a black nightmare bandana covering the lower half of his face.
Torres: Residing in Brooklyn New York...He is The Nightmare, Oliver Black!
With the announcement of his name the feathered shoulders of his entrance jacket burst open into a large pair of black wings! Oliver stands their a moment soaking in the crowds reaction, before making his way to the ring.
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your f*ckin' nightmare!
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your f*ckin' nightmare!
The lights go dark as "Miami Showdown" begins to play over the speakers. Multiple spotlights scatter throughout the arena before, one by one, unifying at the top of the stage. There, Aaron Kostan steps into the halo of light, a hood covering his head. "The Artist" stretches his arms out wide and takes a deep breath as he drinks in the crowd's cheers. For a moment, his lips move in silent prayer as he looks heavenward. Then, at the thirty second mark he finally drops his arms, throws back the hood, and beings to walk to the ring as the spotlight follows him. When he arrives he walks calmly up the steps and, with a final scan of the crowd, ducks between the top and middle ropes to enter the ring.
Nelson: The unlikely teaming of sworn enemies Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan here tonight has the potential to be a nuclear explosion!
Crumb: There are so many combustible elements churning in this match I don’t think it’ll last five minutes after the bell rings!
Rose: It makes me sick to my stomach to say this but I actually agree with you, Crumbbum.
DING DING DING!!!
---Chaos Main Event: Tag Team Match: Sons of Gold (Hiroyuki "Hiro" Masaki and Kono Masaki) vs. "The Nightmare" Oliver Black and "The Artist" Aaron Kostan---
After a short debate between the Sons of Gold, Hiro Masaki and Aaron Kostan start off the match for their team. The two men meet in the center of the ring exchange a few short words before shaking each others hand.
Nelson: A show of sportsmanship and respect between these two Icons here in tonight's main event.
Rose: With Kono and Oliver in this match I suspect that respect will go out the door before we know it.
The two pair off in a series of grapples and reversals. Hiro taking Kostan down with a quick arm drag and quickly applying a shoulder bar, Aaron rolls through and kip ups to his feet. Hiro hits the ropes and quickly ducks a clothes line from Aaron. Coming back Aaron takes Hiro down with a head scissors before sliding over to attempt an Boston Crab, Hiro twists his body sending Aaron Kostan spinning. Aaron does a cartwheel as Hiro kips up and both men meet again in the middle of the ring in their respected fighting stances and are met with cheers from the crowd.
Crumb: Two evenly matched fighters here tonight!
Hiro bows in respect to his fellow competitor, Aaron returns with a head nod. Oliver rolls his eyes at the show of sportsmanship.
Nelson: Black clearly not impressed with the show of respect shown between Hiro Masaki and Kostan.
Aaron and Hiro begin circling each other again looking for an opening when Kono slaps his brothers back and tags himself into the match. With a smug look on his face he enters the ring.
Nelson: That was the most arrogant tag I have seen in some time. The Masaki brothers are supposed to be a legitimate tag team but tonight it is if they don't even know one another.
Rose: Or maybe they DO and that's the issue.
Crumb: Rose!
Rose: I'm just saying if I had someone like Hiro as a brother I'd always be in a mood too!
Aaron goes in for a grapple but is met with a stiff side kick to the thigh by Kono. The kick hobbles Aaron momentarily, and like a shark smelling blood Kono goes in on Kostan's leg. With a series of stiff kicks to the upper thigh of Aaron, followed by a hard spinning back elbow into the face of Kostan that sends him down to the mat hard. Kono yells at his brother "that's how its done!" Before smacking his brother on the chest tagging him back into the match.
Nelson: Oh come on, the disrespect continues!
Aaron checks his mouth for blood preparing to get back into the match before Oliver Black reaches over the top rope and tags himself into the match instead. Oliver and Aaron exchange glares as they trade spots, Oliver sarcastically holds the ropes open for Kostan who chooses to drop to the mat and roll out instead.
Rose: Now who's being disrespectful? You're not gonna call out Aaron?
Nelson: We both very well knew Black was NOT being respectful. For all we know it could of ended in another blindside attack on Kostan, shades of last Chaos.
Hiro and Oliver circle each other before locking up, Oliver getting the better of the exchange locking in a side head lock on Hiro. Hiro backs Black into the ropes in an attempt to push Oliver off with an Irish whip. But Black has a firm lock on the hold and instead drags Hiro down to the mat. "Where's your Honor now Hiro?" Oliver smirks. Hiro works himself back to his feet with the support of the crowd, but Black steps on the back of his leg and brings him back down to the mat.
Crumb: Oliver reminding Hiro just why he was Heavyweight Champion for an impressive five months!
Rose: Pffftttt!
Hiro is able to inch himself unbenounced to Black and get his foot on the bottom rope forcing the referee to break the hold. Hiro brushes off Black's upper hand and comes back around Oliver and delivers a deadlift German suplex with a pinning combination.
One..
Two...
THRE...KICK OUT!
Crumb: HIRO so close to a victory there!
Hiro wastes no time on the near fall or momentum quickly tagging his brother Kono. Hiro rushes back to the still groggy Black and locks in a double leg bridging reverse chinlock on Black, Kono hits the ropes and delivers a missle drop kick into the face of Black.
Nelson: Now there is some impressive tag team offense!
Rose: If these two brothers can hold it together like that a while longer Aaron and Oliver will be in some definite trouble!
Releasing the hold Hiro exits the ring as Kono lifts Black back to his feet. Once there he delivers some hard double underhook knee strikes backing him up onto the corner. Kono releases Oliver in the turnbuckle, makes his way to the other side of the ring and charges Black. But Oliver reverses and lifts him into the air and over the ropes. Kono lands on his feet on the ring apron, Black turns around and thrust kicks Kono in the jaw sending him to the floor. Oliver stumbles towards Aaron who tags himself in who shrugs at Black.
Nelson: Turn arounds fair play!
Oliver drops to the floor and with a handful of trunks rolls Kono back into the ring. Aaron goes after Kono with a series of chops to the chest backing Kono back into the ropes. Irish whipping Kono, Kono comes back ducking Aaron's clothesline and hits the ropes again but this time gets caught by a northern lights suplex variation!
One..
Two...
THRE...The pin is broken up by Hiro who vaulted through the ropes and into pin.
Crumb: A close call, broken up but Hiro at the last split second!
Black too enters and immediately throws blows with Hiro, the two exchanging fast and heavy fists. Kono and Aaron are also now exchanging blows as well.
Nelson: The referee is about to lose control of this match up!
Kono tosses Aaron onto the outside while Black clothesline Hiro over the top rope on the other side of the ring. The two (Black and Kono) slowly back up towards the center of the ring and bump backs. The crowd is buzzing in anticipation of this showdown. The two both turn around quick in fighters stance prepared to swing but when they see each other they pause and stare each other down both daring the other to make the next move.
Crumb: It’s like a showdown at O.K. Corral!
Nelson: Each daring the other to draw first!
Rose: Melodrama much?
Without warning both men smile devilishly at one another and run at the ropes and deliver tandem suicide dives through the ropes and onto their opponents.
Crumb: DOUBLE SUICIDE DIVES!
A brawl ensues on the outside, Hiro reverses Oliver's Irish whip sending Black hard into the steps. Kostan back suplexs a charging Kono over the guardrail. Hiro and Kostan both dart under the bottom rope and back into the ring to break the referees 10 count!
Nelson: This match has turned to CHAOS!
Rose: Pun intended?
Crumb: I've lost track of who the legal men even are and it looks like so has the referee!
Hiro and Aaron stumble around the ring, Hiro turns around straight into an ARGENTINE DDT!
Nelson: Kostan may have done it here!
One...
Two...
THRE...Aaron Kostan's body is swiftly pulled out the ring by the leg and the pin is broken up by Oliver!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS AARON KOSTAN WAS JUST COST THE MATCH BY HIS OWN PARTNER, OLIVER BLACK?!?!
Oliver Black takes Kostan by the hair and trunks and tosses his partner back first into the guardrail before sliding in the ring and attempting to pin Hiro himself!
Nelson: Black wants the win tonight but he wants it by his hands NOT Kostan’s!
One...
Two...
TH...KICK OUT!
Nelson: Too much time had passed and allowed Hiro Masaki to recover!
Oliver glances around the arena, the body of Kostan laying on the outside, while Kono pulls himself back over the guard rail and out of the crowd. With Aaron and Kono down on the outside, Black sees his chance to finish off Hiro. Hiro struggles up to a knee, prompting Black to sarcastically rub his head and mess his hair, before delivering a hard slap to Hiro’s face.
Crumb: Such disrespect!
Rose: Respect is earned, Hiro hasn’t done anything to deserve it.
Black gets in Hiro’s face and laughs, mocking him. Then he delivers another hard slap, sending Kono down onto all fours.
Nelson: Black with the upperhand, but he is wasting time by not finishing Hiro Masaki off!
Hiro gets back up to a knee and with a shrug Black swipes with another slap.
Crumb: Oh come o…
Black stares in astonishment as Hiro has caught his hand mid flight. Hiro glares up at Black with eyes of fierce determination and bring himself up to his feet. Keeping control of Black’s wrist he delivers a slap of his own to Black’s face, prompting a cheer from the crowd
Crumb: Hahaa!
Rose: Oh Hiro you should not have done that!
In a flash of anger Black goes to deliver a lariat with his free hand, only for Hiro to duck it and switch to a belly-to-back position, keeping hold of Black’s other hand. With a graceful flick he spins Black and drives his knee hard into Black’s head - a perfect ripcord knee strike. Black, seeing stars, drops to his knees as Hiro, to a roar from the crowd, points to the sky.
Crumb: Here it comes!
Hiro puts Black’s head between his legs and grabs him by the waist.
Crumb: RISING GOLDEN SUNBOMB!!!!
Hiro lifts Black up onto his shoulders, but Black still has enough wherewithal to push himself up and over Hiro’s shoulders. He falls to the mat, catching himself on the top rope.
Nelson: No!! Black counters out of it!
Near Black’s feet, Kono Masaki has struggled back to his feet and is clambering onto the ring apron, trying to make it back to his corner. Realising the opportunity, Kono grabs Black by the shoulders and calls to Hiro.
Kono: Come on! Finish him!!!
Hiro looks reluctant to take the cheap shot, looking out to the crowd, who are also screaming for him to take the shot. Hiro looks at Black, still groggy from the knee strikes, struggling in Kono’s grasp.
Rose: See, I told you, he’s weak!
Crumb: He has a sense of honor, he won’t attack a helpless opponent.
Rose: Like I said… weak!
Hiro looks around again.
Kono: DO IT!!!
With a sigh, Hiro backs off and goes to deliver a super kick to Black’s face, returning the favour from the last Chaos. With a grin, Black ducks out of Kono’s grip sending Hiro’s foot crashing into his brother’s jaw and sending him crashing back to the outside - hard. Hiro looks on in horror and rushes to the ropes to check on his brother.
Rose: HA! That idiot Oliver was playing possum and weaksauce Hiro fell for it!!
Nelson: You have to wonder whether Hiro Maskai's hesitation gave Black a chance to recover?
The referee too makes his way to the ropes and ducks through the middle one to check on Kono. Hiro buries his head in his hands and runs them through his hair in anguish as Black sneaks up behind.
Crumb: Look out, Hiro!
With another grin, Black drills Hiro hard between the legs with a low blow.
Nelson and Crumb: OOOWWWWWWW!!!!
As Hiro doubles over, Black seamlessly rolls him up onto his shoulders and screams to the referee.
Rose: And the referee didn't see a thing!
The referee turns back towards Black and Hiro and, to a chorus of boos, makes the count.
One...
Two...
THREE!!
Crumb: Unbelievable!
Torres: The winner of this match...Oliver Black and Aaron Kostan!
Nelson: Black using underhanded tactics here tonight, but coming out with the win once again. This is his second win over Hiro Masaki.
Rose: Might be time for Hero Boy to consider a change of career?
Crumb: He had Oliver beat!
Rose: When was that?! When he failed to deliver his finisher or when he kicked his own brother’s head off?!
Black soaks up the boos from the crowd, mocking them with his arms wide. He turns back towards Hiro and starts raking his foot along Hiro’s face. Hiro tries to drag himself away, clearly still in pain from the low blow.
Nelson: Come on now!
Crumb: Enough is enough!
Rose: Did you really expect anything less from Oliver?!
Hiro makes it as far as the ropes, where Black stands on his back and chokes him against the bottom ropes. On the outside, Kono is just coming around and sees his brother being choked. Black looks across at him, grinning sickeningly.
Crumb: Help him...he’s your brother!
Kono, feeling the lump in his jaw from the impact of the kick, turns on his heels and heads back up the ramp. Black laughs as he continues to torture Hiro, and the crowd boo and hurl abuse at both Kono and Black.
Nelson: Kono Masaki seemingly unwilling to help his brother for the second week in a row!
Crumb: Oh come on, the kick was an accident!
Black finally releases his boot from the back of Hiro’s head, leaving the Golden Son draped over the ropes. He struts around a little, then kicks Hiro in the back a couple of times for good measure. Black steps away to the corner and sets for another kick to Hiro’s head.
Crumb: Enough, Hiro can barely stand!
Nelson: It looks like Black is going to give Hiro Masaki the same treatment as he gave him at the last show.
Rose: Well, like they say, some lessons have to be learned twice.
Crumb: …. who says that?!
Hiro slowly and gingerly pulls himself up to the second rope as Black stalks him. As Hiro finally gets to his feet Black goes to throw himself into a super kick but finds himself taken down out of nowhere by a resurgent Kostan. The crowd roars as the Artist pushes Black back into the corner.
Kostan: Enough!!! The match is over!!!
Crumb: WHAT MUST BE GOING THROUGH THE MIND OF OLIVER BLACK AS HIS OWN PARTNER, AARON KOSTAN, NOW STOPS HIM?!?!
Black pushes Kostan back and goes to follow up with a lariat, but Kostan ducks it and drops Black with a hard and high angled German Suplex. Black crashes to the mat, holding his neck, then slinks out to the floor.
Rose: (sarcastically) Hiro Masaki, the “Golden Son” saved again!
Kostan yells at him to get the hell out of his sight, and Black obliges. Snarling as he heads back up the ramp, and glaring back at Kostan. He points at him, a glare of vengeance spread across his face, as he slowly makes his way to the back.
Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out.
Crumb: [bAHHH![/b] Hold me!
Rose: Get your hands off me!
The crowd erupts at the new twist of events, shouting in excitement. The tron flickers like a static out-of-signal television channel. It flickers to black, and then the sound of a large buzz is heard. The channel seems to be coming in and a shadowed figure could just about be seen.
Rose: What is going on? This isn’t part of the script!
Nelson: I have no idea, Rose Maria.
Disguised Voice: Oliver
A voice comes over the speaker system. The voice has been changed with a voice disguiser. It sounds like one of those interviews where the person wants to remain anonymous.
Oliver looks up at the screen, confusion on his face.
Voice: Oliver…. I’ve been watching you…
The crowd goes silent.
Voice: I’ve been watching you for a very long time. I’ve seen you when you were at your highest high, and recently, I’ve seen what you’ve become….
Oliver starts to look annoyed.
Voice: I’ve seen how you’ve changed. You’re not the man you started out to be one year ago when Iconic first opened. Since you’re reign as the World Champion, you’ve gone soft…
The voice lets out a low chuckle.
Voice: I know you’ve been preoccupied, but soon…. Oliver…. Soon, we will meet. And I promise, that when we do……
The television starts to static.
Voice:....things are going to change.
The screen goes blank, and Oliver couldn’t look more confused.
Rose: Who the hell was that?!
Nelson: I have no idea but whoever it was, seems to have it out for Oliver Black!
Crumb: Everyone has it out for Oliver Black.
Oliver looks back at the ring, seeing Koston still looking up at him. Shaking his head, he heads backstage.
Nelson: Well, ladies and gentlemen, it looked like Hiro Masaki was going to be on the end of another vicious kick from Oliver Black, but this time Aaron Kostan stepped in to save him!
Kostan turns and sees that Hiro has now pulled himself up to his feet properly. Slowly and gingerly he staggers towards the Artist, one step at a time. With one hand clutching at his injured neck, Hiro extends the other to Kostan.
Hiro: Thank you.
Kostan nods and takes Hiro's hand, shaking it, much to the pleasure of the crowd. Kostan’s music hits as the two wrestlers shake hands.
Rose: I think I’m going to be sick…
Nelson: Well, while Rose Marie attempts to find a bucket to be sick in, it falls to me to wish you all a very good evening. We will see you all at the next Chaos event in two weeks time, here in Santa Monica. Thanks for joining us!
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