7/1/2021 - FALLOUT IX: SUPER AGGRO CRAG

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: Last time, on Fallout Eight: Throw Out The Trash…

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BACK HALLS…

REDD:...I have found someone more deserving of my time, my skills, my connections. I have found someone who has OODLES of talent...but doesn’t quite see the potential she has. And I intend to use everything I have to help her rise up through the rankings...rise up through the fog...to not only become our next Noble Champion...but one day the Prime Champion...and then the Legacy Champion.

Redd looks up at the camera, through his mask. Behind him, the wall lights up, showing a picture of Savannah Sunshine.

REDD: All...Hail...The Queen!

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DeMARCO’S OFFICE…

Rock Johnson turns to Christian.

ROCK JOHNSON: So...tonight, I just need you to take a step back. I need you to take a breather. Take a drive...take a swim, SOMETHING...I just can’t have you in the building.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Wait...what?

ROCK JOHNSON: I am suspending you for tonight’s Fallout.

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DeMARCO’S OFFICE

Christian looks at Arik, then back at Rock Johnson.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: That’s Arik Holt...the Assistant General Manager. Well, tonight he is your General Manager. Have fun.

Christian turns and walks out of the room, heading straight for the exit. Rock Johnson awkwardly looks down at Arik Holt, who just creepily waves at him.

ROCK JOHNSON: Fuck me…

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BACK HALLS…

CHRISTIAN DEMARCO: Looking for Redd?

JASON LONG: Considering all of you have a shit load of workers who can't do it right, we're taking things under our control, now get the fuck out of my face before I drop you like him.

Jason casually points down to the man at the feet of Christian DeMarco. Christian, however, steps to the side and allows Jason and Nathan to pass through.

CHRISTIAN DEMARCO: It’s all good. Rock told me to get off the property anyway.

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UNKNOWN LAKE...


Mania chuckles once more, until her eyes take sight of fresh graffiti dripping off of the sides of the building. It looked as if the monster was killed, maimed, and its blood used to scratch the words 'BEZERK' across the rough, dirty ranch walls. She looked concerned. Clearly, her friend was here (just as she thought). Before she could regain her composure, though, to see if he was around --

BEZERK: BOO!

A maniacal laugh could be heard as she cowered, completely flabbergasted by this childish prank.

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ASCENSION CHAMPIONSHIP DUMPSTER FIRE MATCH
DESTRUCTION vs ADORA vs de las SOMBRAS vs HORROR

Adora grabs Daniel Horror, who is beginning to stir, and lifts him up onto his shoulder. He carries him over to the ropes and attempts to throw him over...but Daniel wiggles free and instead lands on top of a turnbuckle. He kicks out at Adora, but Adora steps back...INTO A DESTRUCTO KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD FROM MASON DESTRUCTION!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: FUCK!!! IS HE DEAD?

Daniel Horror stands up on the turnbuckle, balancing himself on the top rope...looking down at Mason Destruction. The Ascension Championship can almost be seen in Horror’s eyes…

BOOM!!!

AND REY DE LAS SOMBRAS OUT OF NOWHERE...JUST RAN ALONG THE ROPES AND CAUGHT DANIEL HORROR OFF GUARD WITH A SPEAR...SENDING BOTH MEN FLYING INTO A DUMPSTER!!!

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ASCENSION CHAMPIONSHIP DUMPSTER FIRE MATCH
DESTRUCTION vs ADORA vs - vs -

THE DISCUSS ELBOW CAUSES BLOOD TO BEGIN TO TRICKLE FROM MASON’S BUSTED LIP! Lesley runs to the opposite end of the ring, bounces off the ropes and comes flying back WITH A BIG BOOT…

ALARA ADAMS: NOOOO!!!

MASON DESTRUCTION DUCKS UNDER THE BOOT AND USES LESLEY’S MOMENTUM FOR A BACK BODY DROP…

OVER THE ROPES…

AND INTO THE FLAMING DUMPSTER!!!

DING! DING! DING!

The refs run over and start to spray their extinguishers into the dumpster.

Mason looks around...still not sure what just happened.

CLARA OLSON: Ladies and gentlemen...your winner...AND NEW ASCENSION CHAMPION...MASON...DEEEESTRUCTION!!!

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BACK HALLS...

Pyro was inches away from Arik’s face now as Arik could see the evil within Pyro’s eyes as he continued to recite the poem for Arik.

PYRO: Mary had a little lamb, It made her something scary. Now I dare you, look in a mirror, And whisper “Bloody Mary.”

Once Pyro was done talking he steps back before spitting what looked like blood in the face of Arik Holt before walking off laughing, the laugh so spine chilling too.

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HANDICAP MATCH
PYRO/HAVOC vs JULIUS FAIRWEATHER

Havoc searches under the ring now for an item and comes out with his trademarked baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, and wastes no time in swinging at Julius’s side! Havoc swings several more times as Julius raises his arms to try to protect his head. Pyro slides a few feet away from Julius so he’s out of the swing-zone, and Havoc is relentless with swing after swing. Pyro looks on for several seconds before finally going forward and shoving Havoc back a few steps, and Havoc tilts his head at Pyro in visible confusion.

HAVOC: What are you doing?

PYRO: That’s enough.

HAVOC: I’ll decide when it’s enough!

PYRO: I will BURN you alive if you don’t stop!

ALARA ADAMS: There appears to be some sort of trouble now brewing between these two allies for the evening.

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HANDICAP MATCH
PYRO/HAVOC vs JULIUS FAIRWEATHER

Havoc begins stomping a few times, and Julius is trying to block as he sits up but just as he sits up, Havoc slides behind him and puts the bat around his neck but just before he can get it locked in… Julius drives his head back connecting with a headbutt! The headbutt staggers Havoc, and Julius throws a few elbows to gain his freedom. He gets up, and Pyro has no choice but to press his own attack by charging at Julius and Julius responds by tossing Pyro clear over the top rope! Havoc is now up and THE ROYALE WITH CHEESE! Havoc goes down like a sack of potatoes, and Julius covers.

ONE
TWO
THREE!

CLARA OLSON: Your winner, by way of pinfall, FURIOUS JULIUS FAIRWEATHER!

Julius throws his arms into the air in success as Havoc just rolls out of the ring, visibly frustrated, and Pyro sitting against the barricade seems only in slight shock. He gets up and nods his head to Julius as if to tell him “good job”.

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BACK HALLS...

JASON LONG: ...as a secondary prize and with his upcoming Guts, Gold, and Glory match with Kayla Richards...Jason Long is being afforded the choice of what type of match they will be fighting in.

Jason looks up at Arik.

JASON LONG: So I get to choose what type of match Kayla and I will be squaring off in?

With his usual dumb smile, Arik shakes his head vigorously.

JASON LONG: I want her fuckin' head on a platter. I want her dead after the bell rings and I will make sure Project: Honor are not accountable for whatever I will do to her to make sure she takes her final fucking breath. I want her in a fucking Unsanctioned Match and I'll sign the fucking contract next show too if I have to.

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BACK HALLS...

KIT DARLING: I know you’re trying your best, Savannah. But, don’t you see what Redd is trying to do? Don’t you see the danger that lies in all of this? I heard about the things he did to Kasey, she made some minor mistakes, and she made him rather… angry. It didn’t end very well, did it?

Savannah’s eerily silent, licking over her lips as shoulders roll slightly. She hops on the balls of her feet, shaking out every single muscle and limb one by one before clearing her throat.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: It’s fine. I know what to do from here on out. Whether people like it or not. I gotta go, Kit. Keep yourself out of trouble, okay?

Savannah shoots a glance towards Kit, ruffling blueberry colored locks, before she heads towards the ring for her match. Leaving Kit with a worried expression left on her face in the end.

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BACK HALLS…

The final masked man continues to swing down onto Nathan with the hammer and then throwing it to one side so he could continue the heinous beating with his own hands, but luckily for Nathan, Jason walks in and pulls the masked man off of him and just like he did to Nathan, he beats the unmerciful shit out of him.

JASON LONG: ARIK! GET ROCK JOHNSON OVER HERE NOW! HURRY!

The screaming tone seemed worrying, he's in a fit of rage as he just stomps down on the head of the man and he's not even stopping, there's blood pouring out of the mask and all we could hear as the music fades away is the crunching sound that's coming from under Jason's foot.

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TRIPLE THREAT MAIN EVENT
JASON LONG vs SAVANNAH SUNSHINE vs KAYLA RICHARDS

Jason once he is back to his feet looks down at Kayla and taps the side of his head with his finger signaling he was smarter than her. As Jason does go to pin Kayla though, he is unpleasantly surprised when she rolls him up into a Small Package Pin.

ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT BY JASON LONG!!!

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TRIPLE THREAT MAIN EVENT
JASON LONG vs SAVANNAH SUNSHINE vs KAYLA RICHARDS

Once Savannah is on her feet she looks down at Jason and signals to him that it was close as she winks at him as he just smiles at her. It’s Savannah who holds out her hand to help Jason to his feet. Jason takes her hand only as he is getting up he manages to grab her arm in like an Armbar hold only to turn it into a Crucifix Pin.

ONE…
TW…
KICKOUT BY SAVANNAH SUNSHINE!!!

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TRIPLE THREAT MAIN EVENT
JASON LONG vs SAVANNAH SUNSHINE vs KAYLA RICHARDS

Finally Jason Long is back up to his feet and sees this as he runs at Kayla and hits her with the Curb Stomp sending her face crashing into the mat as he goes for the pin on Kayla.

ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT BY KAYLA RICHARDS!!!

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TRIPLE THREAT MAIN EVENT
JASON LONG vs SAVANNAH SUNSHINE vs KAYLA RICHARDS

Savannah Sunshine is back up to her feet just as she is going to hit a Superkick to the back of Jason’s head, he ducks and Savannah connects with Kayla and quickly follows it up with the German Suplex managing to hit the Burst Your Bubble (Superkick Into A German Suplex) on Kayla. As Jason Long stands there shocked that Savannah Sunshine his girlfriend just tried to end him as she goes for the pin.

ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: The winner of this match through PINFALL… SAAAAAAAVVVVVVAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNAAAAAHHHHH SUUUUNNNNNSSSSHHHIIINNNEEEEE!!!

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IN THE RING...

Finally Savannah notices Jason yelling and then looks out into the crowd to see Redd. Having finally had enough of it, Long tries to go through the ropes, but Savannah grabs him and pulls him back. Jason forcefully turns around, knocking Savannah onto her butt by accident...her eyes widening in horror. Realizing what he did, Jason looks down at her, about ready to apologize…

ALARA ADAMS: DREAMKILLER OUT OF NOWHERE!!! KAYLA JUST CAUGHT JASON OFF GUARD WITH THE DREAMKILLER!!!

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IN THE RING...

...there are six individuals in the ring wearing green led purge masks...and Redd with his red led purge mask...standing between Kayla and Savannah.

KAYDEN ELLIS: The look of hatred on Kayla’s face, is apparent through the dim lightning.

KAYLA RICHARDS: Not worth my time. I’ve got bigger fish to deal with, then some fake wannabe.

Kayla turns and looks down at the fallen Jason long again, before exiting the ring. The camera’s pan out to show Kayla Richards walking up the ramp as Jason Long lay unconscious in the ring. Redd turns and offers a hand to Savannah, who takes it. He helps her to her feet before the rest of Redd’s associates turn to Savannah...and all of them bow.

DeMarco sits calmly back at his desk, after having the last Fallout off. With paperwork spread over his desk, including medical bills for Nathan Connor and new applications from Early Boyde and Jordan Bishop...DeMarco still holds an angry look on his face.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Dumbass, fucking Rock Johnson. Forcing me to take the show off, then sticking me with the repercussions of the dumbshit that happened while I was made to stay home. And why was I made to stay home? Because someone got butthurt and decided they wanted to run from shit instead of facing it head on like a normal adult? Because they couldn’t handle the truth? Because I wasn’t a little chicken shit and held my tongue in order to protect the ‘feewings’ of those who could fucking care less about us?

DeMarco types some stuff onto his keyboard.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Just because Rock Johnson owns Project: Honor...he forgot that my contract said I could run Fallout however I please, as long as it makes him money. And son of a bitch, I’m going to run this shit how I please. Chaotic matches...disturbing gimmicks...blood shed...and oh no...words that are going to melt the hearts of all the little snowflakes floating around out there.

In a sudden fit of rage, DeMarco reaches up and shoves his computer monitor off of his desk...watching as it smashes onto the floor. Continuing his little tantrum, he jumps to his feet and starts shoving everything off his desk, watching as it crashes onto the floor and into the close walls.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: It is taking everything in me not to find a reason to wipe that Ascension Championship reign off the motherfucking map. You want to fuck around? You want to piss on the company that helped raise you up? Fuck you then. Fuck you and your little clique. Fuck you and the very FIBER of your being.

DeMarco crashes back down into his seat, burying his face in his hands and balling up his fists.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: It’s one thing to fuck around and do something stupid that affects you. But now you’re affecting my paycheck. You’re affecting my living...by not only bouncing and kicking rocks as you leave...but to cry and whine about what the Big Bad DeMarco said on the itty-bitty talk show, for a company you fucked off by leaving in a tizzy.

Suddenly the lights in the room dim to a red hue.

REDD: It’s like music to my ears.

DeMarco’s head shoots up and the camera pans out to see Redd sitting in the guest chairs on the other side of DeMarco’s desk.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: What...the fuck...do you want?

REDD: Well, I couldn’t help but hear you crying out in anger. Jilted by those who you try to help. Spit on for your beliefs. You try and try and try to push Fallout, while others who claim they are Project: Honor Warriors...show their selfishness and deceit by stomping their feet, crossing their arms across their chest, and going where the bad man won’t hurt them anymore. I simply want you to know...you are not alone.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: The difference is...I’m not some psycho looney-toon like you.

REDD: Oh you aren’t, are you? I seem to remember less than a year ago, when you walked around these halls under the name Caliban. I seem to remember this dark side that you used to harbor.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: That was because of my brain tumor, dumbass. After my match against Indy Darling and Sarah Roberts...I had an operation that finally helped remove it. There has been no Caliban since.

REDD: No? You haven’t been hearing voices? You haven’t been seeing things?

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Just these dumb motherfuckers getting on my very last motherfucking nerve.

REDD: See, Christian...you and I are a lot alike.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Doubt it-

REDD: Ah, let me finish, please. You see...we both want what is best for Fallout. We both want what is best for Project: Honor. For a moment in time, we both saw the Koward as the rightful heir to the throne. In hindsight, we may have both been blinded...but since then we have awoken from our hopes and dreams and realized that it was nothing more than a nightmare. Though...while you are still angry and undecided of what to do with those feelings of betrayal and angst...I, on the other hand, have found the perfect place to direct my attention.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Savannah Sunshine.

Redd sits back in the seat and crosses his legs.

REDD: The Candyland Queen, herself. Tonight...it’s these silly little games you want her to play...at Guts, Gold, & Glory, it’s the Noble Championship...then so on...and so on...and so on. That is, until Savannah stands above Project: Honor, Legacy Championship in hand.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: That’s a big hill to ascend with the talent that stands in her way.

REDD: Well that’s why I am here, sitting in front of you...putting myself on the line. I have a proposition for you, Mr. DeMarco. I know how much you enjoy chaos. I know how much you like throwing a wrench into the works and watching as shit goes crazy. But in the end, stuff gets done...fans are happy...Rock Johnson gets paid. So my idea covers all of this. It’ll make you happy...Rock happy...and myself happy. ALL of us win. Sound like a plan?

DeMarco examines Redd for a moment, before leaning forward in his chair.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Tell me your idea.

Before Redd can speak, the scene fades out to the opening theme.




Our television screen goes black for a moment before showing a live picture of the outside of the Coliseo Cerradoi. Fans can be seen holding up signs as the camera zooms into the ones waiting in line.

“SUSPEND HIM AGAIN!”

“NEW WEEK, NEW RAGE QUITTER”

“ELENA BRINGING THE CAKE”

“FIRE & ICE, TWICE AS NICE”

‘Rise Above It’ by I prevail cuts through the silence as we see the fans pouring into the entrances.

I’ve been patiently waiting, tyin’ my stomach in knots
I’ve been lost in the moment, goin’ to war with my thoughts.
And if you’re feelin the pressure, the pressure’s all that I got.
So if you think that you’re ready, I’m here to tell you you’re not.

The shot of a display with replica Fallout Championship titles, shining brightly in a large locked glass case.

The time is right now, yeah you’re in over your head.
I’m callin’ lights out, until it’s over and dead.
And I’ll be damned if I ever let you get me again.
Yeah, I will stop at nothing,
‘Cause I was made to Rise Above It!

Above the Prime Championship Title, is a picture of Jason Long with a smaller picture of Kayla Richards beside it.

oooOOOOOOooOOoOoohhh

Above the Noble Championship Title, is a picture of Pixie Sloane with a smaller picture of Savannah Sunshine beside it.

’Cause one of these days, one of these days,
Everyone will know

Above the Ascension Championship Title, is a picture of Mason Destruction, with a smaller picture showing a large group shot of the Ascension Division beside it.

But for now I stand alone

Cut to an image of Elena DeDraca and Havoc.

I count my enemies like trophies
I wear my scars so they can show me, now
I’ve got nothin’ left to prove
So when I look at you, all I see are trophies...trophies

Cut to three images. On the left, an image of Legends of the Hidden Temple’s The Moat challenge. In the middle, an image of American Gladiator’s Assault challenge. On the right, an image of Nickelodeon’s GUTS’ Super Aggro Crag challenge. Standing just below them is Pixie Sloane and Savannah Sunshine.

I’m not afraid,
to put it all on the line, like it runs in my veins
I will stop at nothin’ cause I was made to Rise Above It!

Cut to an image of Pyro with Julius Fairweather, Jason Long with Kayla Richards, and the Celestial Envoy.

Yeah, I was made to rise above it!

Cut to an image of the entire Ascension Division with the Ascension Championship Title below them all.

The Main Event image fades out to the words ‘EPISODE IX: SUPER AGGRO CRAG’

I will stop at nothin’, ‘cause I was made to

The music stops dead as the Fallout logo replaces the words.







We open up somewhere within the Coliseo Cerrado, where we see a large pool set up. There are two posts on each side, the posts connected in pairs by a rope. In front of the posts themselves, are a button on a pedestal. Standing on the right side of the ten foot pool, is Pixie Sloane and Savannah Sunshine. In between the two of them, is James Edgebrook.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Hello all you cool cats and kittens...and welcome to the FIRST of tonight’s special non-wrestling competitions in honor of National Television Heritage Day, between the current Noble Champion, Pixie Sloane...and her Guts, Gold, and Glory challenger, Savannah Sunshine.

An unknown stage hand walks up and hands both women a green helmet.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: The rules of this are simple. You climb up onto the rope...shimmy your way across to the other side...and jump down. Once your feet touch the ground, reach out and hit your buzzer. The buzzer will light up, indicating for you to climb back onto the rope and shimmy back over to this side. When you get back to this side, drop down onto the ground and hit the buzzer once more. BUT...be careful. If you fall into the water, you have to start over from the side you were coming from. The first to come back to THIS side of the pool and hit their buzzer...IS THE WINNER!!!

The fans surrounding the area pop as Savannah smiles, looking at the course and thinking back to watching Legends of the Hidden Temple as a child.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: So, on your marks…

Both ladies fidget and put on their helmets for safety.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: ...get set…

Pixie and Savannah walk up to their posts, reaching up and grabbing the rope.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: ...GO!!!

Before James could even finish the word, Pixie playfully ran over to Savannah and knocked her helmet off her head...before running back and hopping up onto the rope on her side of the pool.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Oh...playfully...but bad sportsmanship on Pixie’s part here.

Savannah rushes to grab her helmet and throws it on, but by this time...Pixie has already shimmied her way halfway across the pool. Savannah herself jumps up and begins to scoot across the rope, trying to catch up to her opponent.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Pixie almost at the other side…

Despite the early jump, Savannah is quickly catching up to Pixie. Pixie gets to the end of her rope and hops down. She runs over to the small pedestal and slams her hand on the button.

KABOOM!!!

A confetti cannon hidden in the back of the pedestal, explodes, shooting ‘Screamin Green’ confetti out of the back of it...jarring Pixie a little bit.

KABOOM!!!

JAMES EDGEBROOK: SAVANNAH CAUGHT UP!!!

Pixie turns and looks to see Savannah’s ‘Purple Mountains Majesty’ confetti falling to the ground and Savannah herself jumping up onto the rope, taking the lead. The Noble Champion quickly hops onto the rope and begins feverishly pulling herself underneath it.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: And despite Savannah taking the quick lead on the way back...Pixie has regained it.

Sloane quickly moves under the rope, distancing herself from Sunshine.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Pixie...is almost...there…

SNAP!!!

SPLASH!!!

JAMES EDGEBROOK: HOLY SHIT! WHAT JUST HAPPENED!!!

Pixie emerges from the water, still holding onto her rope, which has seemed to snap off the post it was connected to. She looks at the ends and they look slightly frayed, but mostly cut into…

KABOOM!!!

Pixie turns her head to see Savannah hitting the button.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: AND WE HAVE A WINNER!!! THE WINNER OF THE FIRST NON-WRESTLING COMPETITION OF THIS EVENING...SAVANNAH SUNSHINE!!!

Pixie slaps the water, trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Well, we have two more of these fun little competitions. So stick around and see who picks up the next two victories!

Savannah offers a hand to Pixie, who is still standing in the water...but the Noble Champion refuses the help.




The coffee was terrible. That was the first thing that crossed her mind when taking a sip. The catering area was like everywhere, maybe a bit more fancy. But the coffee? You wouldn’t wish that upon your worst enemy. She would try another time before finally deciding against it. From a certain distance she threw it into the trash, not paying any attention to the people passing her by. Which also led to her overlooking the smiling girl in front.

One of those awfully, cheery people. Let’s call her Zavannah I got a lolly in my arse Rainbow. Elena was fully aware she had seen that girl before, but obviously didn’t have a single encounter.

ALYSSA NGUYEN: ELENA! Could I get a moment of your time?

The Fist of Hydra stood still, observing the ball of happiness in front of her. That smile was not only unnatural, it seemed unhealthy too.

ELENA DEDRACA: Sorry, I did my charity project for the month already. It was called Pixie Sloane.

She was ready to move on but the woman wouldn’t move out of the way. For a moment Elena would weigh out her options. In the end she decided to give this one a moment of her time. Her arms as always folded in front of her chest. ALyssa caught the hint directly, shouting at the camera guy to start filming.

ALYSSA NGUYEN: First of all, belated congratulations for once again being the number one contender for the Legacy title…

ELENA DEDRACA: Do you even listen to yourself, dear? Apart from the fact that your voice is highly annoying, you obviously didn’t do your homework. I shouldn’t have had to battle for that opportunity in the first place. It should have been given, considering my standing with the company. But who am I trying to kid here? Rock Johnson is a piece of shit…

Elena noticed the shocked expression on the interviewer's face. She shrugged.

ELENA DEDRACA: Wasn't that an open secret? No? My apologies, you might cut it out later. Or not. I really don’t care. But let’s not waste any time, Zavannah.

ALYSSA NGUYEN: My name is Alyssa.

ELENA DEDRACA: Cool story, not very impressive but still. You get to ask two questions. If you are quick. Go TIME!

Elena lazily looked down on her boots. It was obvious that she was bored with the whole situation, but there swung something more with it. Anger.

ALYSSA NGUYEN: What are your thoughts on tonight’s match against Havoc? Someone well known in the business and probably as sadistic as yourself.

ELENA DEDRACA: I will have to ignore that last sentence of yours, otherwise Fallout will be searching for a new interviewer. It might be true that Havoc has been in the business for a while, but we never crossed paths. Plus, I am not sure if I have to tattoo it on myself but I feel like a broken record. I don’t care about what has been. I barely remember my own career, so why worry about someone else's? The truth is, this match means nothing to me. Well, that's not fully correct. It means I get to knock someone out and take their teeth as a trophy. I could ride the fact it's the opening match, because we have Lollipop sucker and fake Pixie taking up most of the show. But I won’t. At this point it doesn’t matter. No one in the crowd came to see them and they won’t be the talk of town. So let them have any spot on the card, they are in for being afterthought. But we are drifting off. Havoc maybe had a few good years, or so I have been told. Lay your attention on the past tense in the sentence. Thank you.

The former Legacy champion started to become impatient. Although that kind was the case all the time, even if she managed to hide it usually. Her greenish eyes looked intensively at the young girl.

ALYSSA NGUYEN: Now it’s the case that Proving Ground is bringing a Number One contender too. Who do you root for? Or differently asked, who do you rather wanna be in the ring with?

For a long moment there was absolute silence. The camera guy began to back off without even taking notice. On the other hand Elena was stepping closer towards the interviewer.

ELENA DEDRACA: You think of yourself as a really clever one, don’t you? Trying to poke the dragon without getting your arse burnt. But you aren’t Dora the explorer, darling. I don’t root for anyone, but myself, just to set that straight. That is the one thing people refuse to learn about me. I am not Mother Teresa any longer, no helping hand- not love and devotion to those less fortunate than I. And let's be honest, most of them truly are. On one hand you have Mark Hunter. Great Athlete and performer. Unfortunately he did become a little soft as of late. And how was he rewarded for that? He lost to Ozy. There is no space here for kind hearts. He might want to listen to me, I found out the hard way. And Lance? I really don’t know what to say about him. Big. Blonde. Full of crap? He is one of the guys that gets up in the morning, flexing in front of a mirror. Telling himself that he is the big deal. To each their own? I might just be a complete ass right now, but even then there is always some truth in what I say.

Alyssa was close to interrupt her, but one look was enough to make her reconsider. Elena DeDraca wasn't done.

ELENA DEDRACA: I wish either of them good luck. Considering their past one can hope they even make it out alive. Well, others might hope for that. But keep one thing in mind, boys. Neither of you has danced with the devil in the pale moonlight. I mean, I haven’t either- but I always wanted to say that. For me this is like coming home and getting back on my rightfully earned throne. Built of broken bodies, bleeding cadavers and too many bones to count. I know what it feels like to be the Legacy champion. I was kinda the only one that lived it too. So we will see who gets the chance to prove themselves. Just be aware of two things. When I dance, I lead. And when the music ends, I will be the only one with a seat.

She winked towards the camera before walking off without another word. The camera focused on her till she was out of sight.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO V/O: The Fallout roster...full of many different personalities...many different traits...many different quirks.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO V/O: And sometimes, despite the ability to get out that aggression show after show after show...sometimes, you just have to realize that some people just...want...blood…

The lights go out in the arena as the crowd wait in anticipation for the arrival of the Nightmare King. A red spotlight appears near the curtains as smoke engulfs the entire stage. “Delusions of Savior” by Slayer hits the PA System as men and women donning face paint crawl out of the smoke and surround the stage for the arrival of ‘their savior’. “Repentless” by Slayer kicks in with strobing red lights, as the stone faced Havoc slowly stepped out of the smoke with a barbed wire baseball bat in hand. All the men and women around the stage bow at his presence as Havoc slowly makes his way down the ramp, and the strobing red lights lighting their path. He places the bat at ringside before climbing up to the top turnbuckle and embraces the negative crowd reaction with a smirk on his face.

CLARA OLSON: Introducing first... wrestling out of Parts Unknown and weighing in tonight at two hundred and eighteen pounds... he is "The Nightmare King"... HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVOCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC!!!!

♫
THE GLORY OF A NATION DIES
THE SYMBOL OF THIS WAR IS COMING
A WARNING MEANT TO SAVE OUR LIVES FROM
F.E.A.R.'S RELIGION
♫

There are some cheers when the curtain is flung back and a dour, yet supremely confident Elena DeDraca makes her way onto the stage.

As the fog begins to clear and the lights pulsate in tune to the music, Elena looks to her left, and then to her right as she absorbs the general atmosphere she is receiving. The pale queen nods and she appears to smile while she makes her way down the ramp.

CLARA OLSON: And his opponent... wrestling out of London, England and by way of Garrison, New York -- weighing in tonight at one hundred and thirty-five pounds... she is "The British Raven"... ELLLLLENNNNNAAAAAAAAAAA DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Several hands reach out for Elena's acknowledgment as she heads toward the ring, however she coldly ignores each and every one of them. Once at ringside, she leaps up onto the apron and there are some boo’s as she throws up a hand and points at the crowd, before she elegantly steps between the top and middle rope. She simply throws back her head and laughs at the referee's suggestion of a weapon check. As her theme music slowly fades out, Lady DeDraca throws up her taunt once more and then she confidently stares daggers down the opponent.

DING! DING! DING!

With the bell ringing to begin this match as Havoc begins with the Shotgun Dropkick that sends Elena right back into the turnbuckles and Havoc charges in with ANOTHER Shotgun Dropkick that sends Elena into the corner as Havoc pulls her down onto the floor, bringing himself to the outside and on the apron before beginning to make the climb all the way up to the top rope, looking down at the former Legacy Champion and with one leap--DRIVES BOTH FEET INTO THE STOMACH OF ELENA WITH THE TWILIGHT BLITZ!!! HAVOC GOT BOTH FEET DRIVEN RIGHT INTO HER STOMACH AND EVEN STOOD ON HER FOR EXTRA EFFECT. Just like that the tide of this match was turned on a dime and Havoc makes his way to the opposite corner and allows Elena to bring herself back to her feet, to which she does and The Nightmare King charges in... SUPERKICK! ELENA CAUGHT HAVOC WITH THE SUPERKICK AND NOW THE ARMS ARE HOOKED... DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX! THE BRITISH RAVEN FLOATS OVER AND INTO THE PALE HORSE! THE KIMURA LOCK IS APPLIED!

ALARA ADAMS: This match has taken a sharp turn all of a sudden! Fast and impactful, these two are just going at it with one another, and there's no telling when these two will stop to let one another breathe!

KAYDEN ELLIS: There's no room for breathing here when in the ring with The British Raven, she'll knock you down and keep you down, even if she's got to wrestle you down to the floor herself.

Havoc's in deep trouble with that arm of his being reached from behind and locked into the Kimura, but even from the seated position, it looks as if Havoc is pulling himself up and trying his best to break free--and he does, landing a beautiful Northern Lights Suplex with the bridge!

ONE!

TWO-

Close but no cigar as Havoc floats over, bringing up Elena to his feet and bringing Elena into position for Giga Drill Break but Elena pushes him into the ropes and lands the Jumping Knee Strike to the jaw of Havoc but he answers back with a Roundhouse Kick of his own and then some Shoot Kicks to the head before driving his knee into the skull of Elena with those Clinched Knee Strikes and then--DAMN! A ROLLING ELBOW RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF ELENA'S SKULL! GOOD LORD! A tough shot from Havoc as Elena drops down to a knee and Havoc comes off of the ropes... SPEAR BY ELENA! CUT HAVOC RIGHT IN HALF AS SHE CRASHES RIGHT THROUGH THE NIGHTMARE KING! Elena brings herself up to her feet again and looks down at Havoc--SHORT RANGED PUNT KICK TO THE HEAD! AND NOW... FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN- JADA BLAIRE?! JUST PULLED HAVOC OUT OF THE RING TO PROTECT HER LEADER!

ALARA ADAMS: OH COME ON! Are we really doing this right now? Outside interference? This is just pathetic, absolutely pathetic.

KAYDEN ELLIS: The followers of Havoc are only doing their bidding to make sure that The Nightmare King stands tall over everyone he faces, Jada was doing the right thing from her own perspective.

Elena doesn't like the interference and heads out to the apron, charging and perfecting the Somersault Senton that takes down Jada Blaire, Havoc threw her in to catch the bullet as he slides back into the ring. Elena climbs to the apron and takes down Havoc with the Forearm before moving up to the top rope... FLYING CLOTHESLINE TAKES DOWN HAVOC! Elena has taken control of this match really quickly as she brings herself back up to her feet and lunges forward with the Headbutt to a kneeling Havoc and The Nightmare King has drawn blood, that headbutt was heard echoing throughout the arena as both competitors fall down after draining the lives out of one another with what they've been through. Havoc runs his hand along the back of his head and notices the blood, almost triggering something inside of him to snap as he springs to his feet, grabbing the arms of Elena--DEVIL'S REPENT!!! SURFBOARD CURB STOMP DOWN ONTO ELENA AND SHE MIGHT BE KNOCKED OUT COLD! THE LEG IS HOOKED!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-

ALARA ADAMS: ELENA KICKS OUT! ELENA KICKS OUUUT!

KAYDEN ELLIS: I've got no clue how she did it but she did it and what a match they've been having here!

Havoc's got his mind set for the kill. The final strike. The Nightmare King sets himself up in the corner and is preparing for the Dead Trigger as Elena rises to her knees and looks up to Havoc charging in-- MATRIX DODGE! ELENA SCRAMBLES TO HER FEET! CLIIIIMMAAAAAXXXXXX!!!! AND NOW HAVOC HAS A HOLD OF ELENA ONCE MORE, BRINGING HER UP AND INTO THE GIGA DRILL BREAK! ELENA PUSHES HERSELF OFF OF HIM AGAIN! BURNING LARIAT! HAVOC GOT DROPPED! ELENA BACKS HERSELF UP INTO THE CORNER... GOD SAVE THE QUEEN! FRONT DROPKICK KEEPS HAVOC DOWN! Elena grabs onto the arm of Havoc and drags him up to his knees, taking a few steps back and DRIVING the knee into the skull of The Nightmare King. Havoc might be knocked out here as Elena comes off of the ropes and looks to twist around her opponent with the Tilt-a-Whirl--NO! BACK TO REALITY! SUPLEX DROPPED INTO A BACKBREAKER!

ALARA ADAMS: THESE TWO ARE GOING HEAD TO HEAD WITH EVERYTHING!

KAYDEN ELLIS: Absolutely these two are making one another killing each other, I've no idea what's it got to do to take one another down, but if Havoc can defeat the former and current contender to the Legacy Champion then you can imagine what it will take to push him!

Havoc brings Elena to a seated position and lands a series of Shoot Kicks to the chest and then to the back of The British Raven, but Havoc rebounds off of the ropes and comes charging in with the Penalty Kick across the face! The Nightmare King is preparing for the finish, bringing Elena up to her feet...

...BUT HAVOC GOT CAUGHT WITH THE LIGHTS OUT! JAWBREAKER CAUGHT HAVOC OFF GUARD! THE NIGHTMARE KING IS STAGGERING BACK SUPERKICK TO THE JAW! AND THEN ANOTHER TO THE KNEE! RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE HEAD OF HAVOC! AND FINALLY... FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!!!! THE CURB STOMP DOWN TO THE HEAD OF HAVOC AS SHE GOES FOR THE COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

CLARA OLSON: HERE IS YOUUUUUR WIIIIIINNNNNEEEERRRRRR... THE BRITISH RAAAAVEN.... ELENAAAAA DEEEEEDRAAAAAACAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Elena DeDraca rises from her feet and looks down to Havoc's body as she raises her hand up into the air and soon exits the ring, leaving Havoc in the ring with Jada Blaire as they both look up the ramp and watch DeDraca leave.




“Get up, get out
This is your wake up call
We run this town and you can't fight us all
We keep 'em coming back for more
Don't think you can hold us down
We'll tear this building down
Try to be careful what you say”

A video package accompanied by “NJ Legion Ice Tea” by ADTR begins to play, it shows the camera panning around the Coliseo Cerrado. Cars and trucks come in and out in a fast forward motion before the camera cuts to the inside of the building where we see The Ascension champion showing up at the building - by the peaking sun over the horizon you could tell that it was rather early in the morning. He walks through the halls, with his championship over his shoulder - making sure to say hello to any crew member he walked by. He chatted up a few, words drowned out by the song but it would seem as if they were having a good time.

“So here's to another banner year
We've crossed that thin line
Don't try to hold us here
If for just this once you'd think of us
I hope you're happy with yourself”

Mason puts his bag in the locker room and heads out to the arena, he helps set up the ring, something he had been doing for years, long before he joined the Fallout brand. Stopping ever so often for a smoke, he continues to bullshit with the crew members, the men, and women who made Fallout what it was. With the ring now completely set up, Mason sits on the edge of it, telling stories to all who would listen, facetime his son, and just, in general, getting ready for the night that was about to come.

“Get up, get out
Who's gonna break your fall
When we don't back down, you're gonna seem so small
We keep 'em running for the door
Just wait, things will come back around
It's too late for them, they're headed straight for a melt down
I'm not a part of your cliche”

The video package and song fade out, as we are treated to a live view of the arena before cutting to Mason Destruction somewhere up in the nosebleed section of the audience. He’s dressed in his ring gear plus a Forrest green Julius Fairweather shirt with the sleeves cut off. The fans around him are going crazy, but quiet down as he raises the microphone up to his lips.

MASON DESTRUCTION: What the fuck is up Peru!

The audience loses their fucking minds, drinks and streamers are thrown up towards Mason, some whizzing past his head, while the streamers drape over his shoulders. He pushes them off his champion and smiles, looking out at them all.

MASON DESTRUCTION: That’s what I like to fucking hear… In case any of you didn’t know! My name is Mason Fucking Destruction, and later on tonight I’m going to go out into that ring and kick fuckin’ heads off. Y’all like the sound of that?

They cheer once again, much to the amusement of Mason.

MASON DESTRUCTION: I don’t care if I win or lose tonight to be honest, just hearing y’all go fucking nuts is what keeps me going, keeps me moving. See I’m a simple man. I love wrestling, always have. I’m not like Levi who thinks himself a god, and I’m no Los Angels Outlaw… I’m just an Indy beach bad boy!

One of the fans who are close to Mason, hands him a beer and chugs it before smashing the plastic cup over his head and spitting out the remains over the crowd. He puts the microphone back up to his lips, a more intense tone in his voice as he glares into the camera.

MASON DESTRUCTION: If any of you hundred motherfuckers in this clusterfuck match want my championship… You know where I’ll be. In the center of that god damn ring booting your heads off! I’m not gonna stand here and name you all off one by one, because let’s face it… Half of you won’t even be here next week. Just know that I am a fighting champion, I ain’t win this shit just to lose it on my first defense! If you thought I was gonna’ stop working just because I go this strap? You all thought fucking wrong! The Ascension Championship is staying on the path of Destruction!

He looks out towards the audience.

MASON DESTRUCTION: And that’s for all of you to know as well…I ain’t going nowhere, anytime soon… So get used to seeing me and this championship every time you turn on Fallout!

Mason throws the microphone down and raises his championship over his head as the scene fades away into the next.






We open up somewhere in the Coliseo Cerrado again, where we see an obstacle course set up. A large pedestal stands at the top of the course, with a large tennis ball cannon on top of it. Beside the pedestal is a small pillar with a buzzer attached to it.



In the course in front of the tennis ball cannon perch, are five stations. Each containing a weapon that fires out tennis balls of its own.



Standing near the beginning of the course is Pixie Sloane, Savannah Sunshine, and James Edgebrook.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Welcome back folks...and welcome to the SECOND of tonight’s special non-wrestling competitions in honor of National Television Heritage Day. This is the Assault course from the old American Gladiators show. The rules are as follows. One of our two competitors will go up to the tennis ball cannon at the head of this course and they will try to fire at the OTHER competitor. Meanwhile, THAT competitor will be zipping through the course, from station to station...and weapon to weapon...trying to fire at the large target BEHIND the tennis ball cannon. The timer stops and the try is over when either the target behind the tennis ball cannon is hit, the competitor running the course is shot by the cannon, the timer runs out, OR the person running the course manages to evade being shot and hits the buzzer up by the cannon. Understand?

Pixie shrugs her shoulders, rolling her eyes...as Savannah shakes her head with a smile.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Pixie, go ahead on up to the tennis ball cannon...you will be shooting first.

Pixie takes off towards the perch.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Savannah, let me explain to you quickly here. Station one is a crossbow, armed with a single bolt that has a tennis ball on the tip. Station two is a rocket launcher, equipped with a single nerf-type rocket. Station three is a ball cannon, where you have a single shot to hit the target. Station four is a ball rifle, equipped with one shot. If you still haven’t hit the target, station five is your final station. It has two soft balls that you can toss to hit the target. And if you STILL fail to hit the target…

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: Then I make a mad dash to hit the buzzer. I am SOOO ready for this!

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Well it seems you are. Let’s get ready then.

Savannah slips on a pair of goggles and stands at the makeshift start line.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Timer up…

A 60 second timer appears on the screen.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: GO!!!

Savannah runs to the first station and grabs the crossbow. She barely takes aim, before firing and the arrow barely even makes it to the perch where Pixie is. In retaliation, Pixie sends a barrage of tennis balls at Savannah, all of them either flying over the station or hitting the station itself.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: A miss at the first spot, Savannah is going to have to book it to the second station, before Pixie starts unloading again.

Savannah takes off and has to hop over a shot by Pixie, which hits the ground directly below where Sunshine jumped. She rolls hard into behind the second station and quickly grabs the rocket launcher. A quick aim by the Candyland Queen and she fires...sending the nerf rocket crashing into the front of the tennis ball cannon. Pixie jumps back slightly, before grabbing the cannon and firing back. Another rain of tennis balls comes flying at Savannah, but only hits the station.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Pixie better be careful, or she is going to run out of ammunition. She needs to be more strategic.

Savannah drops the launcher and books it to station three, narrowly missing getting hit in the head by almost three tennis balls. Sunshine grabs the handle of the ball cannon and aims it at the target behind Pixie, trying to use only one hand so that she isn’t in the open.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Thirty seconds…

She fires off, but is nowhere near the target. This time Pixie refuses to fire, trying to wait until she can get a clear shot of her competitor. Savannah fakes going out and Pixie begins to unload, stopping after at least four or five shots. With Sloane pausing, Sunshine takes off running and slides into behind the fourth station without Pixie even getting off another shot.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Both of these ladies are cutting it close.

Savannah grabs the ball rifle and pokes her head up over the station, only to have to quickly drop down as a couple tennis balls come flying past her head. With a break in the fire, Savannah pops back up and aims, firing the rifle…

PING!!!

KABOOM!!!

Purple Mountain Majesty colored confetti explodes from a small cannon below the target as smoke pours out from little machines in the side...indicating that Savannah hit the target. Pixie turns and grabs the rifle ammunition ball that hit the target and fell to the ground, throwing it in anger.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: AND WITH EIGHTEEN SECONDS LEFT...SAVANNAH HITS THE TARGET!!! Savannah...please go up to the tennis ball cannon and Pixie please come to me at the starting line.

Pixie slowly walks off the perch, bumping shoulders with Savannah in crossing on purpose. Meanwhile stagehands run in to refill the weapons at the stations AND the tennis ball cannon on the perch.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Okay, Pixie. I’ll explain the stations to you too…

PIXIE SLOANE: Don’t bother. I get to the station, I fire at the target.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Ooookay then. Are you ready?

Pixie shakes her head yes as she puts on her goggles. Savannah gets ready behind the tennis ball cannon.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Timer up…

A 60 second timer appears on the screen.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: GO!

Pixie takes off to the first station and grabs the crossbow. She aims and pulls the trigger, but the crossbow doesn’t shoot. Instead, it looks like the wire that propels the bolt out...has snapped.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: OH, misfire by the crossbow.

Pixie slams down the crossbow and prepares to take off while Savannah aims the tennis ball cannon. Pixie takes off running, when suddenly a tennis ball comes rolling onto the course. Pixie, not paying much attention, steps on the ball and slips and falls...landing hard on her back. Before she could even gather herself, Savannah sends a volley of three tennis balls into her side.

HONK!!!

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Pixie Sloane has been hit by the fire from the tennis ball cannon, thus eliminating her. And since Savannah hit the target in her attempt...SAVANNAH SUNSHINE HAS WON THE SECOND COMPETITION!!!

Pixie sits up, grabbing one of the tennis balls near her and chucks it at Savannah in anger. It doesn’t even reach the perch due to the angle Pixie is sitting at.




"Even in the unending love of The Light - actions have consequences."

The voice of Lesley Adora booms through the Coliseo Cerrado, and the fans in attendance quickly welcome the familiar voice with boos and jeers. On screen Lesley appears, standing back-to the camera, almost completely shrouded in a blinding white light.

Lesley Adora: "Brothers and sisters of The Light, I pose to you a question: Say you're visiting a relative, and when you arrive at their home you see their dwelling crawling with flames, and directly in front of the door I stood with a two fire extinguishers. Would you not ask me for one so that between the two if us we could put out the fire? Given all the tools to help that loved one, I can't imagine any sane person say they wouldn't at least try to help let alone refuse my help. Which is why I'm -, I'm disappointed that not a single person will lift a finger to rescue each other from the figurative - " Lesley Adora turns, revealing the light scars on the left side of his face that we saw in his video earlier in the week, the scars suffered from the dumpster fire match the show prior. " - and now literal flames that is humanity.

Last time I aquated Fallout to a hellscape, but this entire world that YOU chose to live in is the true hellscape. Your friends, your family, your loved ones... myself - your brother of The Light... we are all burning alive, yet you view me, the man with the tools to help save us all, as the bad guy. But ladies and gentlemen, in a world of misguided temporary villains, I am not one. People who consider themselves God's and above you all, are bad people. People who worship and serve the dark and dark deeds, are bad people. People.. who are willing to do this - " He points to the scars. " - to fellow souls of this plain just to win a championship, then turn around and call themselves a good person and moreover a good father?? Those... are bad people.

Tonight, I rescue the Ascension Championship from those bad people, so they can stop promoting and perpetuating the darkness and their own selfish greeds. Their actions, as well as inaction, must be punished. Moreover, I need you all to stop viewing me as a martyr, or a messiah, or anything else you're all projecting upon me. I'm not here to save anybody, I'm here to give you the tools to save yourselves and save each other. All you need to do... is take my hand. And follow me, into The Light."


Lesley stretches his hand out towards the camera, as the white smoke and bright like slowly overtakes him to the point where the entire scene is white, before we cut back to ringside.






CLARA OLSON: Introducing first to the ring… Weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds… Standing at six foot, three inches… From The open road… The Weatherman, The Shepherd, The Bad Mother Fucker… JUUULLLIIIUUUSSS FAAAIIIRRRWWWEEEAAATTTHHHEEERRR!!!

The camera focuses on a middle aged man with salt-and-pepper hair standing in the center of the ring. He is dressed in a black tuxedo and is holding a single index card in his left hand. We then see a microphone lowered from the ceiling into the man’s waiting grasp. He takes the microphone in his right hand and raises it as he begins to read from his card.

As his entrance music begins to play, a spotlight shines through the dimmed lighting to rest upon the entrance, where Julius Fairweather stands with both arms raised over his head, a look of total determination on his face. Wearing a black boxer’s robe with golden trim, hood down and the front untied, he begins to bounce back and forth on his feet, shadow boxing as the instrumental beat of Dick Dale’s Misirlou perfectly accompanies his movements. As the song shifts in tone, Julius begins to advance toward the ring, occasionally stopping to give a fan a cold stare when they manage to grab his attention. It is a bug-eyed look from a man that simply does not give a fuck, and fearing the possibility of being knocked out, the fan always backs down.

After stepping between the ropes, Julius gives his personal ring announcer a fist bump before continuing to bounce from left to right, jabbing and striking with a flurry of warm-up punches. He ends his routine with an impressive leaping roundhouse kick before stepping to the ropes to give that cold-hearted stare to both his fans and detractors. While some eat it up and others cautiously boo, Julius removes his ring robe and drops it over the top rope to his ring announcer and personal attendant. He then moves to his corner and continues to stay loose with a few wind up punches and knee lifts.

CLARA OLSON: Introducing next to the ring… Julius Fairweathers tag partner... Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds… Standing at six feet, one inches… From Sanford, Florida… The Nightmare, The Messiah Of Fire, The Savior… PYYYRRROOO!!!

"Firestarter" (Metal Cover) by Leo Moracchioli hits the arena as the lights go completely out, some fans brave enough to boo and some scared to even react. The stage and ramp are lit up by fire, the only source of light there is as “The Messiah Of Fire” Pyro “The Nightmare” walks out on the ramp. Pyro wears a horror themed mask as he stands at the top of the ramp. His eyes are so full of evil as he stands there wearing his jacket with different horror villains on it open to show his tattooed chest and his abs on show. His trousers the same design as his jacket tucked into black boots with blood splatters over. His head moves to the side in a creepy way as he holds his arms out wide. Most of the crowd in silence through fear but some being brave enough to boo. Pyro walks down to the ring slowly and methodically, ignoring everyone and everything around him. Once at the ring, the flames die out and the next thing you see is the lights come back on as Pyro stands in the middle of the ring. Once again his head creepily moves to the side as his hands remove his mask. Once his face is revealed, it shows a twisted and sickening smirk. Once again only some of the crowd were brave enough to boo Pyro. As Pyro’s music faded, he made his way to one of the corners of the ring and placed his mask down carefully. He then kneels down in the corner of the ring with the same twisted and sickening smirk on his face.

CLARA OLSON: Introducing their opponent to the ring… Weighing in at one hundred and ninety five pounds… Standing at five feet, eleven inches… From Wexford Town, County Wexford, Ireland… The Spartan King, The Invincible, THE BEST BOUT MACHINE... THE PROJECT: HONOR PRIME AND OWA SPARTAN CHAMPION… JAAASSSOOONNN LOOONNNGGG

The speakers let out the beginning synth beats of "Kingslayer" by Bring Me The Horizon and BABYMETAL erupts through the PA System as the lights shine a purple hue around the arena, the fans within the arena rain down with cheers with the lights shining down now with a purple hue and the one singular white spotlight continuing to shine down onto the entrance curtain. Soon, the entrance curtain pulls back, and out steps Jason Long- a smile on his face as he soaks in that crowd reaction, the OWA Spartans and Project: Honor Prime Championships resting on his shoulders. Jason looks out to the crowd, keeping that smile on his face as he stands at the top of the ramp with his arms stretched out wide, the championships in his hands, soaking in all of the cheers that rain down onto him. Flames shoot up each side of The King as raises his leg and slam his foot down to the metal floor, setting off the large explosion of pyrotechnics behind him and allowing the crowd to enjoy the view.

Jason makes his way down the ramp, hitting the hands of every fan that reach out to him, as he looks into the ring and sees his opponent- a smile growing on his face as he touches down at ringside and circles around the ring, sliding across the ring apron on his right knee before turning his body and looking out to the crowd. Jason stands up on the ring apron, leaning back against the ropes and keeping his right arm along the top rope as he points out to the crowd and hastily makes his way into the ring and into the closest corner to him where he leaps onto the second rope. Jason places his left foot on the top rope as he stretches his arms out once again with the championships in his hands, letting out a loud "YEAH!" to the crowd as he brings his arms down, placing the championships down onto the ropes below and slips out of his black leather jacket, throwing it down to the ringside crew and climbing up to the top rope before doing a backflip down to the mat where he nails the perfect landing. Jason turns to face his opponent and then backs himself into the corner, waiting for the bell to ring.

CLARA OLSON: Introducing Jason Long's tag partner to the ring… Weighing in at one hundred and thirty five pounds… Standing at five feet, nine inches… From Norwich, England… Dreamkiller… KAAAYYYLLLAAA RIIICCCHHHAAARRRDDDSSS!!!

The start of "Deep" by Nine in nails hits, green and purple lights dance along the entranceway in tune with the song as the first verse kicks in.

Blank stare
, Disrepair
, There's a big black hole

Gonna eat me up someday
, Someday fades away

Like a memory

Or a place that you'd rather be

Kayla Richards steps out wearing a black leather coat with no sleeves and instead black mesh replacing it. She moves down to the ring ignoring everyone around her before moving up to the ring steps and climbing in under the middle rope.

CLARA OLSON: Introducing both of the team's opponents to the ring… Weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred and forty five pounds… Celestial Envoy… The team of Shhhiiiooorrriii Shhhuuukkkooo & Emmmiiikkkooo Wooorrrmmmwwwooooooddd!!!

Requiem Dies Irae" by Giuseppe Verdi (conducted by Masamichi Amano) starts to play as Celestial Envoy make their way to the ring this time not accompanied by Saint Uhaa because he he was attacked before hand by Purge Mask wearing figures that disappeared as quick as they appeared. Once they got to the ring they climbed the steps and entered the ring through the top and middle rope snarling at their competitors once in the ring who paid them no attention at all.

DING! DING! DING!

Pyro and Julius Fairweather are in one corner, Jason Long and Kayla in another staring the occasional daggers at each other, and Celestial Envoy are in the other corner. It’s Celestial Envoy who makes the first move when the bell has rung, Shiori Shuko runs at Pyro only for Julius to punch her with The Royale With Cheese (Straight Right Hand Knockout Punch) sending her falling to the mat. Pyro and Julius fist bump as Emiko Wormwood had chosen to run at Jason and Kayla. Eleven though they were mean mugging each other, they were both on the ball to take her down with a Double Clothesline.

ALARA ADAMS: Good team work there by Jason Long and Kayla Richards.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Good save there by Julius Fairweather too.

Pyro gets Shiori to her feet and throws her out of the ring only for her to hold on, Pyro was having none of that. Not to be out done by Julius hitting his finisher on her, Pyro hits Shiori with The Pyro Massacre (Fireball To The Face) which sends her to the mat as she rolls out of the ring. As some of the crew attend to Shiori, Pyro and Julius watch on as Kayla and Jason start to argue. Pyro just sits up on top of the turnbuckle watching as Julius stands leaning against the ropes. It’s Kayla who just shrugs and picks up Emiko and hits her up and runs at the ropes bouncing off them to hit Dreamkiller (V-Trigger) but Jason has other ideas. Jason steps back enough to hit the Pipeline Punch (Superman Punch) on Emiko as Kaya stops herself in time. You could see that she still contemplated letting it connect with Jason’s head.

ALARA ADAMS: I reckon Kayla was definitely squaring up Jason’s head with that Dreamkiller (V-Trigger)

KAYDEN ELLIS: STOP! JASON’S SQUARE HEAD ISN’T HIS FAULT!!!

As Kayla starts arguing again with Jason, Pyro and Julius have had enough, Pyro gets down from the turnbuckle. Jason and Kayla turn around in time to eat a Superkick each, Kayla getting one from Julius and Jason getting one from Pyro. Pyro sees Emiko still in the ring and spits in her face before using his foot to roll her out of the ring. Julius helps Kayla to her feet as Pyro helps Jason to his feet too. Pyro goes to hit a Snap Suplex on Jason but he reverses it into hitting a Snap Suplex on Pyro. In the meantime, Julius goes for a Right Hook only for Kayla to duck it and take Julius down with a Roundhouse Kick. Jason and Kayla just ignore each other as Jason notices Shiori whose now not on fire is up to her feet. Jason runs at the ropes and hits a Suicide Dive sending Shiori into the barricade back first.

Julius is up to his feet as is Pyro as now Kayla is outnumbered, Jason is still on the outside slowly getting to his feet. As he watches on, he contemplates on whether to help or not but just shouts “FUCK YOU KAYLA” as Pyro gets Kayla in position for the Downward Spiral, Julius hits Kayla with a Jumping Knee Strike before Pyro drops her with the Downward Spiral. That’s when Jason takes his chance and slides in the ring taking Pyro out with a Clothesline from behind. Julius turns around to see Jason standing there and unlike Jason with Kayla, Julius doesn’t just watch as Jason starts to stomp on Pyro. Instead Julius cracks Jason with a Springboard Roundhouse Kick sending Jason down to the mat. The crazy freak Pyro just sits up laughing as Julius looks at him and just smirks. It’s soon broken up though as Emiko is in the ring and tries to take him out with a Clothesline but Julius ducks and as he turns around he is met by Emiko springboarding off the ropes and hitting Julius with a Springboard Cutter.

ALARA ADAMS: Amazing Springboard Cutter of Emiko there.

KAYDEN ELLIS: I’ve never been as scared and turned on as I am right now Trey.

Pyro is back up to his feet as he stands there and tells Emiko to hit him. She punches him in the jaw, Pyro just smirks at her so she does it again but yet again Pyro just smirks at her. Emiko ends up throwing two more punches that make Pyro stumble this time but he stumbles into Kayla who is back up to her feet. Kayla drops Pyro with a Backstabber and kips up to her feet, Emiko tries to take Kayla out switch a Dropkick but Kayla just slaps it away. As soon as Emiko was on the floor, Kayla Penalty Kicked Emiko right to the midsection causing Emiko to gasp for air. Kayla wasn’t done though, she got Emiko back up to her feet before leaning her against the ropes standing up and backing up to the opposite side of the ring. Kayla has Emiko lined up and runs at her hitting her with the Dreamkiller (V-Trigger) that sends Emiko flying to the outside of the ring.

Julius is back up to his feet as is Jason too, Pyro is still down as Julius looks over at Jason and then over at Kayla and signals for them both to come at him. It is Jason who makes the first move by running at Julius and going for a Bicycle Knee Strike that Julius manages to duck but Jason ends up connecting with Kayla who had decided to run at Julius from behind. Jason has taken Kayla down with the Bicycle Knee Strike and looks down at her and just shrugs as he turns around to be on the receiving end of a Jab from Julius. Julius follows that Jab up with another and another before hitting Jason with a crunching Uppercut that nearly takes him off his feet. As Jason is falling backwards, Pyro manages to jump to his feet and grabs Jason on his way down, getting him in a Rear Naked Choke. Pyro takes quite a bit of the impact as they fall to the mat but manages to keep the Rear Naked Choke locked in.

ALARA ADAMS: HOLY SHIT!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: HOW THE HELL DID PYRO DO THAT!?

Julius looks on at Pyro wondering how the fuck he managed to do what he’d done only to not notice Shiori was behind him. She spins Julius around before tilting her head to the side as Julius just shakes his head before hitting her with The Royale With Cheese (Straight Right Hand Knockout Punch) which sounds like it has broken her jaw as she falls to the mat. While this is happening, Pyro still has Jason in the Rear Naked Choke as Kayla gets to her feet. As much as she enjoys seeing Jason in pain, she doesn’t want to be on the receiving end of a loss because of it. So Kayla decides to use the rope as a Springboard and hits a Double Stomp to the midsection of Jason. Although it hurts Jason, she still causes Pyro to break the hold. Kayla is quick to her feet as she turns around seeing Julius stand there as Julius looks at Kayla’s tits and makes the circle motions as Kayla just rolls her eyes before kicking Julius in the balls sending him to his knees. She follows it up with a Shining Wizard on him.

Pyro is up to his feet now and taps Kayla on the shoulder causing her to turn around ready for him to punch her or whatever and he just stands there smirking at her. Kayla stands there like what the fuck is going on? Just as she steps forward, Pyro kicks her in between the legs causing Kayla to fall to her knees. Pyro hits her with a Shining Wizard and keeps hold for a Triangle Choke. Only Emiko and Shiori are back to their feet finally as Emiko hits a Leg Drop on Pyro which causes him to break the hold which in turn causes Kayla to end up Headbutting him in the balls. Julius is still trying to get his breath as he sits up perched in the corner, Shiori sees this and runs at him hitting a Corner Senton. Eventually Jason is up to his feet and he manages to take Emiko down with a Dropkick only for Shiori to help Jason back up to his feet and drop him with a Suplex.

ALARA ADAMS: Jason was just about to get the upper hand but Shiori was there to stop him.

KAYDEN ELLIS: STOP! SHIORI TIME!

Shiori is the only one on her feet now as she looks around the ring at the fallen bodies. That’s just when she sees Pyro sit up and start laughing uncontrollably. As she is occupied by him, Julius gets up to his feet and grabs hold of her and runs as he then launches her out of the ring through the ring ropes sending her crashing head first into the barricade. With Shiori out of action, that was one less person to worry about as Pyro, Kayla, and Jason got to their feet. They circle around Emiko who gets to her feet to look around and see Julius, Pyro, Jason, and Kayla had done so. Julius gets the nod from Pyro and he moves aside allowing Emiko to walk towards it only for Pyro to now have the room to run at her and Chopblock her leg dropping her to one knee. That’s when Julius, Kayla, and Jason hit Emiko with a Superkick to the head which has nowhere to go so takes the full force as she slumps to the ground.

Pyro takes the opportunity to once again hit the Chopblock only this time he uses each shoulder to buckle one each of the legs of Kayla and Jason who both drop down to a knee. Julius follows it up by running at ropes and bouncing off them for momentum as he hits a Dropkick each foot getting Kayla and Jason in the face. Pyro pushes Jason out of the ring as Julius pushes Kayla out of the ring. They both turn around to see that Emiko is still out on the floor, Julius gets Emiko up to her feet and into hits Great Vengeance' (Side Headlock with Series of Uppercuts) as Pyro follows it up with The Devil's Backbone (Cutter Into A Rolling Dragon Clutch) and Julius and Pyro call that The Devil's Vengeance. The Dragon Clutch is locked in tightly as Julius gets Emiko’s legs and locks in a Sharpshooter, it doesn’t take long before Emiko is tapping and Julius breaks the hold but Pyro doesn’t. It takes Julius and the ref to get Pyro to let go as he just lets Emiko body fall to the mat.

CLARA OLSON: The winner of this match through SUBMISSION… FAI - Fire And Ice, PYYYYRRROOO & JUUULLLIIIUUUSSS FAAAIIIRRRWWWEEEAAATTTHHHEEERRR!!!






We open up somewhere in the Coliseo Cerrado again, where we see James Edgebrook standing between Savannah Sunshine and Pixie Sloane. Behind them is a version of Nickelodeon Guts’ Super Aggro Crag.



JAMES EDGEBROOK: Welcome to the FINAL of tonight’s special non-wrestling competitions in honor of National Television Heritage Day. This is the SUPER AGGRO CRAG...from Nickelodeon’s GUTS show. Now a quick explanation. You both will begin at Boulder Canyon and climb over a large box to enter the rock formation. A couple steps in and it will spray a ray of mist onto the canyon floor. Vapors will erupt from within the gorge as well, to block you from getting to your first buzzer. You will then zip through a few switchbacks up the mountain...before needing to climb up some rollers to a second buzzer. At that point, you will awaken the Super Aggro Crag monster and he will start throwing down boulders at you from there.

Pixie can be seen rolling her eyes.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: You will then continue up a zig-zag path through sharp spires while you still have rocks thrown down at you. You hit a third buzzer before needing to climb another zig-zag path. You will then have to climb a slick wall climb, before getting to the top and hitting your FINAL buzzer. The first to hit that final buzzer and have the confetti cannon shoot their color first...is the win-

James stops talking as he pressed on an earpiece in his ear.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: I am getting word that General Manager DeMarco has made a slight change to this final challenge. NOW...the first person who shoots their color from the confetti cannon...not only wins this challenge...but wins the NOBLE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

The fans pop in the arena as both Pixie and Savannah’s jaw’s drop. Pixie begins to say something but James cuts her off.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Okay, ladies. Please get into position!

Pixie stomps off to her side of the Super Aggro Crag as Savannah skips to hers.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: GO!!!

Both ladies take off up their sides of the mountain, climbing up over the box in their way. With a loud hissing sound, the mist sprays onto the floor and up at the competitors. Pixie swats at it as it obviously sprayed directly into her face. But powering through, she continues up and both ladies make it to the first actuator, both turning their respective colors.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Both on level footing here, zipping through the course.

Pixie manages to jump through the switchbacks slightly quicker than Savannah...reaching out and hitting her actuator seconds before Savannah could hit hears.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Second buzzer and they are flying through this. OH...BUT HERE COMES THE MONSTER!

A costumed person stands at the top of the Super Aggro Crag and begins to throw foam rocks down at the competitors. The first rock pegs Savannah, sending her stumbling back a step.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Pixie still ahead, but both of them run through the zig-zags. Pixie reaches her button first, hitting it and then...wait...her color didn’t turn on.

Savannah reaches her actuator and hits it, turning it Purple Mountain's Majesty. Pixie turns and begins to slam her hand on her actuator...but it is not activating. As Savannah begins to get her footing on the wall climb, Pixie suddenly looks as if she is pulled into the floor mist...the fog rolling over her and preventing her from being seen.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Where the hell did Pixie go?

Savannah climbs up the wall carefully, pulling herself up onto the top ledge. She gains her footing...reaches out for her actuator…

KABOOM!!!

Purple Mountains Majesty colored confetti rains down from the ceiling!!!

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Ladies and gentleman...the winner of this third challenge...AND NEW FALLOUT NOBLE CHAMPION...SAVANNAH...SUUUUNNNSHIIINNNEEE!!!

Stagehands rush onto the Super Aggro Crag, to check on Pixie. Savannah is quickly ushered off stage as the cameras hang on the Super Aggro Crag.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Thank you everyone, for sitting back and enjoying these small little challenges. Excited to see the G-M put this as a Noble Championship bout in the end. With Guts, Gold, & Glory just two weeks away...it will be fun to see what direction this Noble Division takes. Will Pixie get a rematch? And matter of fact...where IS Pixie?



Backstage, Savannah is seen post-competition. She doesn't seem too happy with herself, but she's okay with the outcome. Even if it wasn't the way she wanted things to go down. Too easy, too quick, too little. She's thankful, of course. Any chance of Redd helping her out makes her thankful. But, this wasn't how things were supposed to go. She's heading towards DeMarco's office to collect her newly won title, when she's stopped by a larger figure. Someone close to her who is more than displeased by what has taken place here tonight. He blocks her path, arms crossed over his chest, nose turned down at his older sister as the pair glare at one another. It was Savannah's idea to allow Asher to join her tonight, to allow him to have any part in any of this. Maybe it would do him some good... or maybe he would fuck this all up for her. Either way, it had been a long night and she was ready to head back to the hotel at this point.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: What? What do you want me to say to you, huh?

ASHER ANDREWS: I want you to do the right thing.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: ... I am doing the right thing. I'm telling you the same thing I've said to everyone else. You don't understand it right now, but I know what I'm doing is the right thing deep down inside. Things didn't go how I had hoped they would go tonight, even if I'm where I want to be now. But... it's just how things go sometimes, Asher.

There's a deep scowl on Asher's face as he shakes his head. He's furious, that much is written clear across his face as he pokes her in the chest.

ASHER ANDREWS: You're so naïve that you don't even see red flags when they're right in front of you! This man, this person, this-- this THING! He is not your friend, Savannah. I don't know how many times any of us need to say it to you. He does not have the best interest for you deep down inside. You're too good of a person to let this thing corrupt you until you lose sight of who you really are. So, explain to me again, tell me how it is you're doing the right thing. 'Cause it sure as hell doesn't seem like it right now.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: You're right. I am naïve. I do have a heart of gold. I can be so stubborn and believe that every person I run into has good somewhere deep within them. But, you think I don't know that's not the truth? Don't you remember where all of that got me so long ago? That darkness swallowed me whole... turned me into someone else... something else entirely. I don't ever want to know what that feels like again. But, you have to understand that what I'm doing is for the best interest of everyone. What I am doing... is for the best interest of myself above all else. For too long I've done everything to save everyone else. I've done everything to abide by the box everyone places me in. But, with Redd? Things are so much different. He treats me as an equal, as a real threat, as someone to be taken seriously when nobody else does! So, spare me the holier than thou speech, Asher.

There's heavy tension in the air between brother and sister who glare daggers at one another, Savannah shoves her way past the much taller man as she begins ripping off the tape on her wrists. It's clear that she's tired of having to defend the choices she's made on her own. She's tired of everyone pointing fingers and making this out to be something bigger than it already is. She's dealt with monsters and demons and horrible people her entire life. Redd is a mere puffer fish compared to what she's dealt with before. When will everyone understand that she can more than handle herself?

ASHER ANDREWS: Don't come crying to me when you get left in the dust again, Savannah! You're in over your head with this one!

Savannah stops halfway down the hall, spins around on her heel, and raises her right hand up until a middle finger forms to flip her brother off with a dark look on her face. With that out of the way, she spins back around and goes on her merry way. Leaving a fuming Asher to fend for himself.




Our scene cuts to General Manager DeMarco’s office again, where we see DeMarco sitting at his desk, looking at some of the paperwork he had thrown down earlier. The door swings open and in walks both Jason Long.

JASON LONG: This is fucking ridiculous, DeMarco. No more games, no more gimmicks. No more placing me with that cunt, Kayla Richards.

DeMarco opens his mouth to say something, but Kayla Richards enters the room.

KAYLA RICHARDS: Believe me, I may not disagree with being called a cunt...but I’ll be damned if I let some little square-headed minecraft-jawline simp little bitch like you call me one. I should just fucking lay you out right here.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: WOAH...WOAH...WOAH!!!

The General Manager stands up from his seat, standing taller than both of the individuals in his office.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: How about we save this animosity and shit throwing for Guts, Gold, and Glory?

KAYLA RICHARDS: I can’t wait to tear this little shit-stain, to bits...and then laugh as he has to watch the ref hand me the Prime Championship Title.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: About that. You see...after some recent developments...I have had to make a slight tweak to your match.

Both Jason and Kayla shoot DeMarco a dirty look.

JASON LONG: The fuck do you mean, ‘slight tweak’. My prize for winning your dumbass cookie rumble, was to pick the match type. And I told Holt that I wanted an Unsanctioned Match. Or did you back out on that too?

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Oh no, it still is going to be an Unsanctioned Match. But due to some events that happened earlier tonight...and the sudden disappearance of one of my roster members...I have someone who is currently without a match for the triple G, pay-per-view.

KAYLA RICHARDS: ...who?

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: So at Guts, Gold, & Glory...your match will still be considered an Unsanctioned Match. But...the fancy-schmancy name will be ‘One Match To Rule Them All’.

JASON LONG: Quit your babbling and fucking come out with it already, DeMarco.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: It will be Jason Long...versus Kayla Richards...versus Savannah Sunshine…

A look of anger appears on both Long and Richards’ faces.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: ...with the winner, becoming BOTH The Prime Champion...AND...the Noble Champion. One pin, both titles.

KAYLA RICHARDS: Again? You’re putting me in a handicap match...AGAIN? The fuck is wrong with you?

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Tell me Kayla...do you honestly think EITHER of them are going to WANT to lose their title?

Without another word, Kayla storms out of DeMarco’s office.

JASON LONG: You’re a right cunt, you know that Christian?

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: I prefer to be called an asshole, but I guess being called a cunt by an Irish lad isn’t too off.

Jason stares at Christian for a moment, before storming off out of his office as well.












Back at ringside, a large six-sided ring has been set up and there are twelve people already standing on the apron. In the middle of the ring is Clara Olson.

CLARA OLSON: Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is an ASCENSION CHAMPIONSHIP CLUSTERFuCK MATCH!!!

Fans pop.

CLARA OLSON: Only two people at a time, they can tag any other team, elimination...last man standing...YOU KNOW THE SPIEL!!! THE FINAL PERSON IN THE RING WILL BE THE ASCENSION CHAMPION!!!

Clara walks over and is handed the Ascension Championship by current Champion, Mason Destruction. Clara steps into the middle of the ring and holds up the title.

CLARA OLSON: Earlier a random draw was held and Kagome Akaibara and Syndicate were chosen to start the match!!!

Both Syndicate and Kagome enter the ring. Clara quickly slides out.

DING! DING! DING!

ALARA ADAMS: This should be inter-

Kagome charges Syndicate quickly, who ducks under an attempted clothesline by the Blade of Nagasaki. Akaibara stops on a dime and turns around. Syndicate lands a hard boot to her midsection…

KAYDEN ELLIS: CATALYST DDT BY SYNDICATE!!! HE HOOKS KAGOME’S LEG!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: KAGOME AKAIBARA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

ALARA ADAMS: That was quick.

Levi Kirkstein enters the ring, since Kagome WAS his tag partner. He eyes up Syndicate and laughs, before quickly reaching out and tagging Daniel Horror. Daniel grabs Levi’s hand before he can pull away, and hops off the apron...yanking him into the nearby post. Levi crashes into it shoulder first. Daniel reaches under the ring and pulls out a metal chair, before sliding into the ring.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Despite this being a one-on-one situation mostly, normal Fallout rules still apply!

Daniel stands to his feet and is instantly met with a boot by Syndicate. The metal chair clatters to the mat as Syndicate grabs Horror and attempts the Catalyst DDT again, but Horror pushes him off. Syndicate stumbles back and bumps into Curtis, but charges forward again, unknowing of the tag. Horror lifts up the chair and TOSSES IT AT A CHARGING SYNDICATE!!! Syndicate ducks...AND CURTIS OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A FLYING DROPKICK, CRASHING INTO THE CHAIR AND SENDS IT AND HIS FEET INTO THE HEAD OF DANIEL HORROR!!! THE DAREDEVIL IS GUSHING BLOOD FROM AN OPEN WOUND IN HIS FOREHEAD!!! Curtis with the cover as Syndicate is trying to figure out what is going on.

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: DANIEL HORROR HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Curtis stands up, grabbing the chair and waiting for someone to enter the ring as Daniel Horror and Syndicate both exit the ring themselves, for different reasons. Suddenly from nowhere, Latoya Hixx comes flying in from behind Curtis and slams a forearm into him. He stumbles forward and crashes into Pandalike, subsequently tagging him. Panda grabs the rope, pulls back and slingshots his way up onto the top turnbuckle. He jumps...BUT LATOYA GRABS HIM IN MIDAIR!!! SHE SPINS HIM AROUND….BUT PANDA KEEPS THE MOMENTUM GOING ...FLIPPING UP OVER LATOYA’S HEAD…

ALARA ADAMS: PAWFECT!!! PAWFECT!!!

With the Salinda del sol hit perfectly, Pandalike grabs Latoya’s legs and pulls them backwards, pinning her shoulders down.

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: LATOYA HIXX HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Latoya is assisted out of the ring as Pandalike jumps to his feet. Beserk enters the ring after watching his partner get eliminated...but before he could even do anything, Rey de las Sombras reaches out and tags him. Berserk growls as he turns to see Rey hop up onto the nearest turnbuckle.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Sombras is about to drop onto Pandalike, like he wanted to do earlier.

Rey measures up Pandalike...jumps...BUT PANDA TAGGED ADORA AND ADORA SLIDES INTO THE RING...INTO THE LIGHT!!! REY DE LAS SOMBRAS CAME CRASHING DOWN INTO ADORA’S PALM STRIKE TO THE FACE!!! Sombras lands on his feet...but is stumbling back and forth…

ALARA ADAMS: I think Adora could blow on him and knock him over right now…

Adora leans down and lefts Rey up to sit on his shoulders...electric hair pop...catches de las Sombras...GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE METAL CHAIR!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: ADORA...NOT ONLY WITH INTO THE LIGHT...BUT KILLS THE SHADOWS IN REY’S SOUL WITH THE AWAKENING!!!! HE HOLDS THE SUPLEX IN THE PIN…

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: REY DE LAS SOMBRAS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Adora rolls around on the mat and leans over Rey, kissing him on the forehead. Meanwhile Syndicate steps into the ring, only to get an immediate tag in by Bezerk.

ALARA ADAMS: Berserk wants his opportunity to cause damage, after Rey stole it from him.

Syndicate motions for Bezerk to step into the ring, which the beast from California does.

Syndicate steps outside the ropes as Bezerk grabs the standing Adora and whips him into the ropes. Lesley quickly grabs the ropes and tags in Bam Miller. The beer guzzling half of Miller Time tries to reach out and tag his partner...but Curtis backs away slightly, with a smile on his face. Begrudgingly, Miller steps into the ring and is INSTANTLY met with a knee to the midsection by Bezerk. Berserk scoops Miller up and SLAMS him on the ground. With little hesitation, Miller jumps to his feet holding the metal chair...he tries to bring it down onto Bezerk...BUT BEZERK MOVES AND MASON DESTRUCTION GRABS THE CHAIR BEFORE IT CAN HIT HIM!!! Destruction RIPS the chair from Bam’s hands and tosses it out into the crowd…

KAYDEN ELLIS: Pissing off the Champ!

Bam Miller turns slightly...AND KICK TO THE GROIN BY BEZERK!!! He grabs a doubled over Bam Miller around the midsection...lifts him up into the air...powerbo-...POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER!!!

ALARA ADAMS: JESUS!!! HUGE PUNCTURED LUNG BY BEZERK AND I THINK I SAW BAM MILLER’S SOUL LEAVE HIS BODY!!! Berserk with the cover…

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: BAM MILLER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Curtis, who is supposed to enter the ring, reaches out and tags Levi Kirkstein...who excitedly enters the ring...suddenly holding a chain he must have got while not in action.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Where the hell did he get that?

ALARA ADAMS: I’m sure there are MANY fun toys under the ring.

Levi lunges forward as Bezerk sits up...AND WRAPS THE CHAIN AROUND HIS THROAT!!! KIRKSTEIN LEANS BACK, PULLING BACK ON THE CHAIN, TRYING TO CHOKE OUT BEZERK!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: Bezerk’s face is turning purple under that face paint.

Bezerk tries to fight back, but you can see him slowly fading out. His left arm falls…

His right arm falls…

His body goes limp.

The ref checks on him, lifting his right arm into the air and lets it go...watching it drop to the mat.

ONE!

The ref lifts it again and drops it to the mat.

TWO!!

One last time...into the air...drop...hits the mat.

THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: BEZERK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Levi quickly lets go as some medical personnel reach under the ropes and pull Bezerk out of the ring.

ALARA ADAMS: So this means the team of Hixx and Bezerk, are completely gone.

Syndicate enters the ring slowly, but quick enough to catch Levi off guard. Levi turns and swings the chain at him...but Syndicate catches it and uses it to whip Levi into the corner. Without thinking, Levi reaches up and tags the nearest person to him, which is Pandalike. Pandalike quickly hops up onto the rope and LAUNCHES HIMSELF...AND SYNDICATE SNATCHES HIM OUT OF THE AIR!!! NO SIGNAL!!! PERFECT CAPTURE SUPLEX...WITH THE BRIDGE PIN…

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: PANDALIKE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Curtis watches as Pandalike is rolled out of the ring, before entering in himself. He charges Syndicate and hits him square in the midsection with a running knee. Syndicate stumbles back and backs into Lesley Adora. A smile appears on the face of the White Rose as he climbs into the ring, Syndicate sighing as he slides out through the ropes.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Curtis looks to be challenging Lesley Adora to test of strength in the middle of the ring...but Adora looks like he wants NOTHING to do with that.

MASON DESTRUCTION: FUCKING TAG ME ALREADY!!!

Curtis turns around and looks at the Ascension Champion, who has yet to be in the match. Before Curtis could make an attempt to hit Mason’s outstretched hand, Lesley grabs Curtis from behind and quickly rolls him up.

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: CURTIS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

ALARA ADAMS: That felt dirty. But...like a GOOD dirty. He can hold ME down like that if he wanted to.

KAYDEN ELLIS: And THEN there were four. Miller Time is completely eliminated and only 4 original teams are left.

Kirkstein enters the ring only to watch Adora back away and…

SLAP!!!

ALARA ADAMS: HOLY FUCK!!! LESLEY ADORA JUST TAGGED IN MASON DESTRUCTION BY SLAPPING THE HOLY SHIT OUT OF HIM!!!

Mason quickly recovers and charges into the ring, chasing after Adora who slides out under the ropes. Mason is stopped in his tracks as Levi Kirkstein, who has dropped the chain and picked up a pair of brass knuckles, takes a swing at him. Mason jumps back, dodging the punch. Levi’s momentum turns him around, to which Mason lurches forward and lifts Levi up into the air under his arm...BELLY TO BACKBREAKER DROP!!! INDIANA DEATH SENTENCE!!!

Mason hooks Levi’s leg…

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: LEVI KIRKSTEIN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Syndicate slides into the ring with a chair. He charges Mason Destruction who is up to his feet. Mason turns around...AND SYNDICATE RUNS RIGHT INTO A DESTRUCTO KICK!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: Holy fuck...is Syndicate alive?

Mason drops onto Syndicate...hooking the leg…

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

CLARA OLSON: SYNDICATE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

ALARA ADAMS: And we are down to the FINAL TWO!!!

Lesley Adora slides into the ring and watches Mason as the Champion stands to his feet. Destruction runs and bounces off the ropes and both men go charging at each other…
KAYDEN ELLIS: POCKET SAND BY MASON DESTRUCTION!!!

Running palm strike to the face of Lesley Adora...

ALARA ADAMS: INTO THE LIGHT BY LESLEY ADORA!!!

Straight palm strike to the face of Mason Destruction…

Both men crumple to the ground…

Both flat on their back…

Lesley’s left arm draped over Mason’s chest…

Mason’s right arm draped over Lesley’s chest…

The ref looks down and sees this and can only do one thing…

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

CLARA OLSON: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...THIS MATCH HAS BEEN DECLARED A DRAW BETWEEN LESLEY ADORA AND MASON DESTRUCTION!!! Which means...STILL YOUR ASCENSION CHAMPION...MASON DESTRUCTION!!!

The fans pop.

CLARA OLSON: ALSO...I AM RECEIVING WORD FROM GENERAL MANAGER DeMARCO HIMSELF...THAT DUE TO THIS DRAW AND MASON’S GUARANTEED SHOT AT GUTS, GOLD, AND GLORY ANYWAY...the Ascension Championship will be on the line at triple G...between MASON DESTRUCTION...AND LESLEY ADORA!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: No way out of it now!

ALARA ADAMS: That’s going to be one HELL of a match!!! But tonight...that is all we have for you folks. So goodbye from Peru...and we will see you next time...IN AUSTRALIA!!!

The shot pans out as medical personnel are in the ring checking on Adora and Destruction as the ref stands there, holding the Ascension Championship Title. Our view slowly fades out to the Project: Honor logo.



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