GUTS, GOLD, & GLORY 2021 RESULTS

Sometime in the year 2059…

We come back from a commercial and we find an old, gray, and wrinkled James Edgebrook, sitting behind a silver desk on the set of The Edge. His hair is thinned out, but his goatee still extends down to his chest, dangling in front of a dark green shirt.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Hello everyone and welcome back to our special celebration of The Edge, episode one-thousand!!!

James’ voice is raspy from age and his smile looks slightly off, due to his teeth probably being dentures.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: As usual, we want to take a moment and look back at the HISTORY of Project: Honor. The fighting, the wars, the blood...the death.

James makes the sign of the cross, across his chest.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: I remember that night the good Lord took Arik Holt from us. It was his final magic trick. He is sorely missed. But anyway…

He takes a deep breath and shakes his head slightly, clearing out the memory of a friend who had moved past this mortal coil.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Tonight, we want to look back at the FIRST EVER Guts, Gold, & Glory. Yes, it was a little odd with Fallout hosting it, since it moved to Proving Ground shortly after and has stuck as a PG staple...but for one night, it was all about Fallout...all about revenge...all about things finally coming to an end.

The picture on our screen slowly fades out to show an Olympic Track. Eight men stand on the track, stretching their legs: Julius Fairweather, Bezerk, Curtis, Jordan Bishop, Thorberg Aaronsson, Latoya Hixx, Earl Boyde, and Yelich.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: All of them ready to run, ready to race...for the chance at being the number one contender for the Ascension Championship.

All of them bend down at the starting line of the track and start putting their feet in place. Due to their large size, Jordan Bishop and Thorberg Aaronsson seem to have a tough time getting their feet into place before everyone bends down slightly.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: The match was fierce, the match was high stakes, the match was…

The starting gun pops and everyone pushes forward to run. Jordan Bishop and Bezerk both trip coming out of the starting block, and manage to somehow tangle Curtis up in the ball of human flesh.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: ...intense.

The scene cuts to show the next matchup, with five men standing on the gymnastics floor. Havoc, Levi Kirstein, Pandalike, and Syndicate all stand on the side as Pyro stands with his head down and arms folded, in the center of the floor...ready to begin his floor exercise.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: The next up were five men who wanted a taste of Nobility. A chance to take on the Noble Champion, for the beautiful title belt...a chance for all of them to obtain another accomplishment in their fine careers.

Some unknown music starts as Pyro emerges from his little ball...his head up and his arms out...to reveal he is holding a baton in each hand, the ends covered in fire. Dressed in a bright orange leotard, he begins running around the ring on his tip-toes. Pyro hops and skips...kicking his legs, throwing his head back, and even amazing the nearby judges by throwing a baton in the air...spinning around, before catching it and continuing on.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: Men thirsty for blood. Men thirsty for destruction. The animalistic ways of these men were unmatched by many.

Pyro stops, holding one of the batons on his teeth. He bends his knees slightly, places his hand on his side, and pops out a hip in a pose aimed at the judges.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: It was disgusting the lengths these men went to earn their shot.

The camera watches for a brief moment as Pyro backs himself into a corner...takes a running start...then jumps into the air, completing a double layout with a half-twist and a blind landing, before turning and holding his arms into the air with the batons still ablaze.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: I’m not sure I could ever watch that match again.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: Then we had the Ascension Championship Match.

We cut from the floor gymnastics to an Olympic swimming pool, where we see Lesley Adora and Mason Destruction standing on the pedestals, ready to jump in.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: These two men hated each other and it was starting to show. Even needing former Fallout General Manager, Christian DeMarco, stepping up and trying to calm things down on an old social media site called Twitter.

A horn blasts and both men jump into the pool, diving underwater for a moment or two before coming up. Mason’s large frame made it hard for him to move through the water, but he was keeping pace with Lesley...who was laying on a white blow up raft. His hands were behind his head and he was relaxing as former wrestler Rey de las Sombras was the one in the pool. He was holding onto Lesley’s raft and kicking his feet to move it forward.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: Kadence Destruction sat there and watched on as his father gave his everything, to defend the Ascension Championship. The Deathmatch Backyardigan had a score to settle and the White Rose of Wrestling was there to answer him at every stage of this match.

Mason finally notices what is going on and stops swimming forward. Instead he moves over the lane separator, grabs the side of Lesley’s raft and flips it over...sending Adora into the water.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: Although this would not be the final time these two met in the ring...I’m sure they were glad it was over at the time...and both walked away with a few scars.

The scene switches to show Jason Long, Savannah Sunshine, and Kayla Richards standing at the shooting range. Kayla holds the rifle in her arms, while Jason and Savannah stand off to the side.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: Next up, we had the Unsanctioned One Pin To Rule Them All Match. The winner received both the Prime AND Noble Championship Titles. And for a while, they graced us as DOUBLE CHAMPION!!!

Kayla begins to shoot, hitting the bullseye with great ease. Meanwhile, Savannah slaps the back of Jason’s head hard...causing him to turn and look at her. She just shrugged her shoulders and mouthed the word ‘bug’ before the cameras cut to behind them. A square piece of paper was tapped to the back of Jason’s head. You could only see his hair poking out above the top of the paper and his ears perfectly symmetrical, coming out the side of the paper...as if the paper was the same shape as his head.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: These three were hungry to hold two belts. Jason wanted to keep his...Savannah wanted to keep hers...Kayla wanted to walk out with both.

Kayla finishes a perfect round before turning and looking at Savannah and Jason, wanting to continue firing at them instead.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: But only one walked out as cream of the Fallout crop.

Our scene changes again, to show Elena DeDraca and Mark Hunter sitting in canoes. They both stand at a watery starting line, along a wide river.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: Finally, there was the battle to see who would stand above Project: Honor as the NEW Legacy Championship. DeDraca already had a taste of the top and I’m sure her mouth was watering with the chance to get it again. Hunter faced his demons to get here and didn’t want to fall down at this point.

A gun pops off again as both canoes lurch forward, powered by the individuals paddling.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: These two worthy competitors left it all on the line, in their attempt to be the best in PH as a whole.

Mark begins to pull out ahead of Elena, before she suddenly stops rowing all together. As her boat slows down, she watches Mark’s move forward...before stopping dead in the water. He continues to paddle, but nothing happens. Suddenly tentacles emerge from the water and wrap themselves around Mark’s canoe. With a loud cracking noise, the canoe breaks in half. Both Hunter and the boat slowly sink under the water as Elena smiles, mouthing the words ‘Hail Hydra’ to herself, before continuing on with paddling her canoe.

JAMES EDGEBROOK V/O: And in the end...the best wrestler won.

We fade out from the games, coming back to James Edgebrook who is now standing up, a cane in his right hand helping with his balance.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: It was one heck of a show and it started many things for Fallout and Project: Honor itself. And when that fool Julius…

Before James could finish his sentence, an older looking Julius Fairweather stepped onto the stage...a cane in his right hand as well. But Julius’ was pimped out with a golden handle and diamonds down the cane itself.

JULIUS FAIRWEATHER: You skinny motherfucker. All these years and you STILL need to talk smack about me?

James’ eyes widen as he turns and looks at the approaching Julius.

JAMES EDGEBROOK: Julius...woah...buddy...what are you doing here?

JULIUS FAIRWEATHER: I’m here to correct your motherfucking attitude, like I did all those years ago. But this time, I won’t be so fucking nice about it.

Fairweather advances on Edgebrook, as quickly as his seventy-year-old body could...bringing his cane up into the air and bringing it down just as quickly. But before it could connect, James lifted his own cane into the air to block it. The moment the cane’s smashed together...the scene flashed gold and we are greeted by the Fallout logo and logo for the PPV, as well as the opening theme of Guts, Gold, & Glory itself.





As the logo hangs on the screen, ‘For The Glory’ by All Good Things featuring Hollywood Undead, begins to play.


#Better back down, you’re in my domain.
Got the whole crowd screaming out our name.
It’s a blowout, it’s a hurricane.
It’s over...before you know it!

The logo changes out and we begin to cycle through the night’s matches. First we see a barbed wire covered ladder with the words ‘Ascension Championship #1 Contendership’. Images of Julius Fairweather, Berserk, Curtis, Jordan Bishop, Thorberg Aaronsson, Latoya Hixx, Earl Boyde, and Yelich appear one-by-one beside it.

#Why you shaking, we’re a dynasty
In the making, we’re the royalty.
No we’re breaking, down the enemy.
Move over...for the soldiers.

We change to show a large cage structure with the words ‘Noble Championship #1 Contendership’ under it. Images of Pyro, Syndicate, Pandalike, Levi Kirstein, and Havoc appear one-by-one in front of it.

#Take a swing, I can take a hit.
If we die, it’s fine, we live for this…
It’s all for this…

Again the match changes to show the Ascension Championship Title. The Champ Mason Destruction on the left, the challenger Lesley Adora on the right.

#We’re gonna stand on top with our hands in the sky,
Gonna raise our cup to the stadium lights,
For the glory...for the glory...
For the glory...for the glory…
We celebrate with the city tonight,
Hear the hometown cheer, it’s the ultimate high,
For the glory...for the glory...
For the glory...for the glory…

Another change as the theme continues. The Ascension title is replaced by both the Prime Championship and the Noble Championship. Jason Long, the Prime Champion, appears on the left. Savannah Sunshine, the Noble Champion, appears on the right. Then finally Kayla Richards, the challenger, appears in the middle.

#Yeah, we've waited, for our time to come.
Calculated everything we've done.
We've upgraded, now you can't outrun a champion...now you're facing one.
Can you hear them, yeah, it's all for us.
You believe them, yeah, it's serious.
Hear the siren, we're victorious.
I'm telling ya, can I get a hell yeah?...Hell yeah!

One final match and we see the Prime and Noble Championship fade out to give way for the Legacy Championship. On one side, the Fallout representative Elena DeDraca...on the other, the Proving Ground representative Mark Hunter.

#Take a swing, I can take a hit
If we die, it's fine, we live for this
It's all for this
We’re gonna stand on top with our hands in the sky,
Gonna raise our cup to the stadium lights,
For the glory...for the glory...
For the glory...for the glory…
We celebrate with the city tonight,
Hear the hometown cheer, it’s the ultimate high,
For the glory...for the glory...
We do it for the glory...for the glory…

The image of the Legacy Championship match fades away as the music continues. We get a clear shot of the outside of the Rod Laver Arena in Melbourne, Australia.

#Out from the ashes, the cradle to the grave.
Made a deal with a Devil, it might’ve dealt some pain.
There was this fire, burned deep down inside of me.
The price that I pay, I give it all for the glory

Fans can be seen cheering, but we hear no sound as there are way too many signs to count...cheering for their favorite wrestlers on both Fallout and Proving Ground. Such as:



#And I know I'm gonna bleed before the day I die,
But you never see me for you just to witness to my rights.
Your knees on the ground and your eyes towards the sky.
You're just to witness, watch me as I fly

Our view cuts to the inside of the Arena, where we see people filing into their seats. The camera circles the place, showing some fans cheering as we see stagehands setting up the final preparations for the first match of the night, the barbed wire ladder match.

#Somebody woke the killer within.
This is the sickest I've ever been.
There's no other option, I'm gonna win.
And I'm gonna do it again and again.
Done it before, you better believe,
There'll never be one greater than me.
This is the legacy I'm gonna leave.
All for the glory, so gloriously

In one final shot, the camera seems to fly up the entrance ramp and burst backstage. The camera zooms through the halls, passing wrestlers, management, and personnel alike. It gets faster and faster, cutting corners and going through doors, with every word sung.

#'Cause your time is borrowed, a tough pill to swallow.
We'll rise, so follow while you fall tomorrow.
This can't go on any longer, I'm becoming a monster.
This fire inside me is stronger, we will divide it and conquer

Finally the music stops with the last phrase and the camera stops. We are left looking at a live image of the unclaimed Legacy Championship Title, sitting comfortably in an opened suitcase, specifically made just for it. We hang on the title for a moment longer, before fading out.




We cut to the back where we see Savannah Sunshine standing by herself at a large buffet table. Lunch meats, cheeses, pastries, countless types of food cover the large table...Rock Johnson has spared no expense. Sunshine holds a plate with some grapes and cantaloupe on it, while she looks over the rest of the table. She attempts to move to the side, but stops dead as she bumps into the General Manager Assistant, Arik Holt. Dressed in a beige suit, Arik drops his plate of food all over the floor.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: Oh God, Arik, sir...I’m so sorry.

Arik looks up at Savannah and smiles, holding his hands out to her. He shakes his head no and mouths ‘Its okay’.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: But I just knocked your food down. Let me help you get a new plate.

Arik shakes his head, before crouching down and picking up his plate. He grabs only two items that fell, before standing back up. He holds up five fingers to Savannah, trying to indicate he is talking about the ‘5 second rule’, before he takes a bite out of one of the items he picked up...a cookie.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: Oh okay, good.

Arik’s eyes roll into the back of his head as he chews the cookie, obviously enjoying it. His eyes open as he points at Savannah, then at the cookies that are labeled ‘Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip’.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: Oh, no thank you, Arik. I’ve got a match later and even though I really want to eat some of those delicious cookies and cakes...I need to fuel myself with fruit.

With a nod of the head, Arik agrees with her. He places his partially eaten cookie on the table and reaches into the inner pocket of his suit. Out comes a notebook with a pen attached, Holt opening it, and quickly using the pen to write something down. Savannah watches for a couple moments before Arik looks up and hands her the notebook. Savannah takes it and reads it.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: I’ve got another lead I’m following on Redd tonight. Be careful in your match. And make sure Jason keeps his head on a swivel.

Savannah looks up at Arik, handing him his book back.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: Listen, Redd is just misunderstood...he’s my friend. Jason and him are starting to get along.

Arik slowly shakes his head ‘no’. Arik opens the notebook and underlines something, before turning it back towards Savannah and points out the underlined words ‘Be careful’.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: Please, Arik...it’s okay. But I will be careful. Redd would never hurt me. And I don’t...THINK...he would hurt Jason...maybe…

Arik folds his notebook shut and puts it back in his pocket, shrugging his shoulders. He grabs his cookie and looks back up at Savannah, before turning and walking off.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: ...at least I hope he wouldn’t.

Savannah reaches over and grabs one of the peanut butter chocolate chip cookies and lets out a sigh, before taking a bite.




Rod Laver arena was just getting into gear as the camera cuts to the parking area where Mason Destruction and his son Kadence are just now getting to the arena. Mason grabs his bag out of the backseat of his rental, placing it over his shoulder before scooping Kadence up in his other arm. It’s there that his Ascension championship sat, draped over the shoulder of Kadence - it’s size almost overtaking the toddler.

MASON DESTRUCTION: You ready lil man?

KADENCE McQUEEN: YES!

He says with such joy and enthusiasm that Mason couldn’t help but grin ear to ear.

MASON DESTRUCTION: You remember to stay by my side at all times, you hear me? And when I go out there and do my thing you stay with the people I leave you with. No going exploring, none of that. Ight? We clear?

Kadence nods his head as the pair start to head towards the arena. Kadence snuggled upon his father’s arm, as they pass by the camera. Mason gives it a little wink, before pointing to his championship and lipping the words “ And Still.” As the pair head into the building we go back to ringside.






Yelich is already in the ring.

ALARA ADAMS: Yelich is ready to get this thing started already.

KAYDEN ELLIS: He doesn’t want to waste any time.

Don't Worry Be Happy blares over the PA system. Curtis walks out through the curtain with his hands up to wild applause from the fans. He makes a heart with his hands then points to all the fans yelling thank you. He walks down the ramp high fiving and hugging fans. He rolls under the bottom rope into the ring. He climbs the corner yelling I love you all. He jumps down and passes back and forth waiting for the bell.

ALARA ADAMS: Curtis would love to take this win tonight. Have a high note.

KAYDEN ELLIS: It’s gonna be an uphill battle.

Slowly walks to the ring with a murderous look on his face and ignores the crowd

ALARA ADAMS: He doesn’t waste any time.

KAYDEN ELLIS: None at all.

Theme music hits around the speakers in the arena as Jordan Bishop walks out on stage he flexes his muscle as the lights reflect off his huge gold chain. The pyro goes off behind him as he does a punch in the air and then starts making his way down the ramp with his manager Dwayne Dealz. Jordan approaches the apron and jumps effortlessly on to the apron and then enters the ring and lets out a huge roar as pyro goes off around the ring. He bounces in place until the match begins.

ALARA ADAMS: This is a man that is looking for something big to happen! He wants to bounce back after losing to Victoria in his debut, and this could be just what he needs.

KAYDEN ELLIS: It would be huge for anyone.

when She looks good hit's she comes out on stage and does a pose in walks down the ramp and high five her fans and steps foot inside of the ring and walks up towards the ropes in points her one finger and the air when does a pose again on the ropes and gets down off the apron in waits for her Opponent to arrives great detail.

ALARA ADAMS: These fans are enjoying those high fives.

KAYDEN ELLIS: She better be a spark of fire tonight.

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.

Winston Winfield: Ladies and gentlemen, Project: Honor is proud to present this next contest, featuring a man who truly needs no introduction. Nevertheless, I shall do my best to do this legendary figure justice. He is an athlete that has crossed through the ranks of amateur wrestling, professional boxing, and mixed martial arts, winning championships and accolades in all of those arenas. Hailing from Detroit, Michigan and currently residing on the open road, he stands at six foot three inches and fills that impressive frame with a lean yet chiseled two hundred and forty-five pounds of grit and determination. He is a man that goes by many names. He is The Weatherman...he is The Shepherd of Lost Souls...he is a Bad Mother Fucker...he is…”Furious”...Julius...Fairweather!!!

As Julius' own version of "Stackolee" 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 perfectly accompanies his movements. As the song shifts in tone, Julius begins to advance toward the ring, 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 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.

ALARA ADAMS: And you have to imagine that Julius has the most momentum going into this match! He’s been on a pretty good roll as of late, and I can’t wait to see Fire and Ice team up in the upcoming tag team tournament.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Not only is he a favorite here, but he and Pyro have to be a favorite for that tournament. We could see him walking around with two belts very soon.

A somber, urban interlude oozes into the arena. Sporadic lights and camera changes follow the otherworldly tempo of the song. As the beat drops mid-interlude, the lights drop with it. Blobs of light and dark blues breathe calmly into the arena as the song inches on... Smaller, fiery red orbs trance about the arena as the lyrics are heard. They intensify after a snarky 'mhm.' A rave erupts in the arena as the chorus echoes throughout. Finally, as a shrill beat is heard, Bezerk is seen with his back turned to the audience. He psychologically summons himself in the arena, raising his arms ceremoniously. He spins around and ducks his head to the ground. He raises his head and all sorts of blues and reds frantically race around the arena. The rhythm immediately returns, and almost like a manic zombie, Bezerk stumbles down to the ring to the pulse of the music. He tags the hands of fans, letting the music pulse through his veins. In the ring, he climbs a turnbuckle and raises an arm into the air, letting out a ceremonial cry…

ALARA ADAMS: Bezerk looks fired up… amped up. Ready to go.

KAYDEN ELLIS: We’ll see if he can do this tonight.

"Word Up" by THE BOSSHOSS hits and the fans know what's gonna come when this theme hits, a good ol' brawl! Earl comes from the back and walks to the ring and winds his arms and moves his neck left to right. Earl gets on the middle rope. He steps down and spits on the ground while he waits for his opponent.

ALARA ADAMS: And the last one enters the ring. This is going to get messy really fast.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Really quick.

Ding! At the sound of the bell, all of the combatants charge at one or the other; BEZERK charges toward Fairweather only to be met with an EARLY Royale With Cheese and he’s down like a sack of potatoes. Julius then gets out of the ring and immediately goes for the ladder but stops for a moment to think of what to do about the barbed wire. Inside of the ring, Thorberg takes Curtis down with a clothesline; Earl Boyde and Yelich are exchanging strikes with one another, while Hixx and Bishop fight on the other end. Thorberg turns his attention behind him and charges at Boyde and Yelich just as they look up; Thorberg aims for a clothesline against both of them just for them to duck; Thorberg turns toward them and is met with a double kick from them, and then they lift him and drop him down with a gutbuster over both of their knees. They immediately turn back to each other and throw wild strikes.

Meanwhile, outside of the ring, Julius has gotten a pair of thick gardening gloves from under the ring and put them on to grab the ladder and quickly bring it in as part of the match being careful so the barbs don’t stick into him.

ALARA ADAMS: None of the competitors held anything back the moment the bell sounded! They all had their targets, and they went for it, but Julius Fairweather knocked BEZERK right out of the mix with the Royale With Cheese.

KAYDEN ELLIS: It came so fast, so unexpected, and he’s already going for that ladder. I like how he’s using the gardening gloves to try to keep those barbs from hurting himself. No doubt, that ladder is gonna be a pain to climb!

Yelich gains an edge over Boyde with an eye rake, and then shoves him off. Boyde crashes back against the corner. Hixx takes Bishop down with a swinging neckbreaker before popping to her feet. Thorberg is up to his feet, and holding his stomach. Boyde is covering his eyes, and is near BEZERK who is recovering. Julius slides the ladder in and slides in after it, pushing it forward but before he can get up, Yelich stomps him on the back! Julius strains but continues getting into the ring, and getting to his feet, while Yelich continues the assault and is joined by Thorberg who attacks with overhand punches. Hixx joins in the attack against Julius. Despite this attack, Julius still gets to his feet; he reaches a hand up and rakes Thorberg’s eyes while simultaneously catching a punch from Yelich and driving in with a headbutt. Julius then delivers a swift kick to Hixx’s stomach before landing the The Iniquities of the Selfish on the ladder!

Boyde rubs his eyes for a moment and regains his vision to see BEZERK getting up; to the astonishment of the crowd, Boyde picks BEZERK up, and lifts him up before slamming him back down with the Redfeather Special!

Yelich stumbles back following the headbutt and bumps into Bishop; Bishop goes for a swift punch, but Yelich is able to dodge. Yelich grabs Bishop by the hand and starts biting his fingers causing Bishop to yelp. Thorberg recovers from the eye rake and pushes a retaliation against Julius, but Julius catches his punch and fires with his own. Julius follows up with a combination of punches before hitting him with The Foot Fuckin’ Master that sends him toppling backward and over the top rope!

ALARA ADAMS: We see Curtis battling in and out of the ring with whoever moves, but he’s still relatively unknown and unseen in this match. We need to focus on this fight that’s boiling between Yelich and Bishop!

KAYDEN ELLIS: He’s biting his fingers, Alara! He’s biting his fingers!

Boyde has charged forward and taken the ladder, retracting his hands when they make contact with the barbs, then is a little more careful in grabbing it. Hixx is back up, bleeding from landing on the ladder before, and doesn’t care as she takes the ladder and tries to wrestle it away from Boyde. Yelich is still biting Bishop’s hand and is drawing blood from how hard he’s biting, it’s almost like watching Gollum and Frodo fighting for the one ring; Bishop finally manages to shove Yelich off, and lucky enough he didn’t take his finger with; Yelich spat the blood out and Bishop connects with one right hook that sends him back against the turnbuckle. Bishop turns around and is immediately met with The Royale With Cheese! Julius stands over Bishop.

JULIUS FAIRWEATHER: That’s how you throw a punch, motherfucker!

ALARA ADAMS: That was a knockout punch! Julius is just being generous with those tonight!

KAYDEN ELLIS: At least he still has his finger.

Outside of the ring, Thorberg is searching for something under the ring… he comes out with a sledgehammer and looks back inside to wait for an opportunity. BEZERK is dazed getting back to his feet after receiving the Redfeather Special, and with his back to Yelich who is quick to recover, Yelich connects with a chop block that he calls ‘Ouch!’. BEZERK falls to one knee, and Yelich picks him up and spins him around to then draw him in for CONCUSSION SYNDROME!

ALARA ADAMS: BEZERK just eats another finishing move from Yelich this time! Royale With Cheese, Redfeather Special, and now the Concussion Syndrome! He’s not getting a chance to do anything!

KAYDEN ELLIS: I think with the amount of headshots he’s taken, he’s gonna have to be checked for a concussion after this one.

Boyde thrusts the ladder forward, hitting Hixx in the head with it but Hixx still doesn’t let go; both of them look to see Fairweather coming their direction… and Thorberg slides back in the ring behind Fairweather. Hixx and Boyde charge the ladder toward Fairweather, but he ducks under it. Thorberg had charged to try to hit Julius, but now the ladder is between him and Fairweather and it goes right into Thorberg! Julius grabs the ladder in the middle with his gardening gloves and hits it one way to connect with Hixx’s head again, then over to hit Boyde; both of them stumble away from the ladder and Fairweather almost drops the ladder at the sudden unstable balance and weight of the ladder. Fairweather sets the ladder up and is able to ascend fast because of the gloves shielding his hands from touching the barbs.

ALARA ADAMS: Those gloves just come more and more in handy.

KAYDEN ELLIS: But Yelich sees what is happening and doesn’t want to let this go so early!

Yelich was not going to have it, and rushed forward to grab Fairweather’s ankle; he successfully got it, and prevented him from climbing any higher. Fairweather tried to shake him off but to no avail. Hixx now charges forward and starts to ascend the ladder, but slower because of not having gloves to stop her hands from hitting the barbs; Fairweather continues trying to wriggle free and Hixx now at the top of the ladder reaches up hoping to achieve victory: Fairweather punches between the rings on the ladder, narrowly avoiding the barbs, and connecting with a stiff right punch to Hixx’s stomach! Fairweather is able to break free from Yelich, and climbs the rest of the way up the ladder; he grabs Hixx by the head and starts pounding her head against the top of the ladder with the barbed wire now digging into her skin and cutting her up badly.

ALARA ADAMS: That-- that is awful. She’s just covered in her own blood, and Julius is just merciless about it!

KAYDEN ELLIS: That’s completely her own fault, though, she shouldn’t be going in there unless she’s ready for a fight.

Thorberg is back to his feet. Fairweather tosses Hixx off the top of the ladder and she lands on top of Yelich who is trying to stop him from climbing. Fairweather reaches up but just before he can gain victory, Thorberg throws a heavy boot to the ladder that sends it toppling to the side-- Fairweather is reaching in desperation for the object to acquire victory, but it slips through his fingertips and Fairweather goes flying to the edge of the ring. He lands hard, and rolls out of the ring and is sitting on one knee to try to recover after that fall.

ALARA ADAMS: Julius landed hard, but he got out of the ring to protect himself.

KAYDEN ELLIS: There are bodies everywhere, and people are just trying to stay in it keeping mild offense… but you have to imagine that they’re also keeping an eye on that ladder. They do not want someone sneaking their way to the top of it.

Curtis had spent most of the match in random scuffles, and came in for another scuffle with Thorberg! He manages to push Thorberg far enough out of the way, and is now taking his chance; he gets into the ring and sets the ladder back up but before he can do anything extraordinary, Yelich is up and uses a running dropkick to send the ladder into Curtis! Yelich now fixes the ladder and starts climbing but retracts his hand every time he connects with a barb; Thorberg gets under Yelich and pulls him from the ladder into a powerbomb position; Yelich connects with closed fist punch from this position but it’s not enough power to knock Thorberg down. Only stuns him momentarily. Yelich connects with a second punch, and a third, and a fourth, but Thorberg finally manages to toss him with Ukko’s Calling!

ALARA ADAMS: I’m surprised that Thorberg is still standing, but he has the power to slam Yelich down!

KAYDEN ELLIS: What a way to turn it around! But I think the damage has been done.

Thorberg looks at the ladder and re-positions the ladder; he doesn’t flinch from any of the barbs making contact with his bare hand. Julius takes off one of the gloves and reaches into his pocket as he slides under the bottom rope and back into the ring. Bishop has gotten up after eating Fairweather’s finisher earlier, but is met with another ROYALE WITH CHEESE this time with the brass knuckles! Bishop is back down. BEZERK is up, and Fairweather connects a second ROYALE WITH CHEESE! Curtis stumbles toward Fairweather and ROYALE WITH CHEESE!

ALARA ADAMS: Fairweather is just handing out FREE cheese samples!

KAYDEN ELLIS: Do you have to say that?

ALARA ADAMS: Am I wrong?

KAYDEN ELLIS: … no.

Thorberg is looking to climb the ladder but is caught with the ROYALE WITH CHEESE! Julius grabs the highest ring on the ladder that he can with one hand when Hixx suddenly comes charging in; she goes to blindside Julius and successfully lands a hit causing him to let go of the ladder… he turns around and goes for ROYALE WITH CHEESE! Hixx dodges! Julius continues his momentum and connects with THE FOOT FUCKIN’ MASTER! Hixx goes down!

ALARA ADAMS: And now Julius just has to climb--

KAYDEN ELLIS: Not so fast! Boyde and Yelich are getting into the ring and they’re both looking to the other side of that ladder--

Yelich and Boyde both reach for the ladder at the same time, but upon meeting in the middle, they start fighting over it! They start swinging for each other while Fairweather takes the time to continue ascending. A stiff kick from Yelich causes Boyde to lean over, and Yelich hits the CONCUSSION SYNDROME! Fairweather is just inches away from winning.

ALARA ADAMS: It could be too late! Yelich is grabbing that ladder without any concern of what’s happening to his hands.

KAYDEN ELLIS: He’s climbing-- climbing, but Julius has a hand-- and! No! A stiff punch from Yelich seemed to have slowed him down.

Yelich is able to climb to the top of the ladder and starts throwing strikes against Julius; Julius is stunned for a brief moment but finally catches one of the strikes. He lunges forward and ROYALE WITH CHEESE! Yelich falls from the ladder, and Fairweather grabs the briefcase bringing an end to the match.

CLARA OLSON: Your winner and Number One Contender for the Ascension Championship... JULIUS! FAIRWEATHER!

Fairweather holds the briefcase high over his head while the crowd cheers him for his victory. The rest of the people in the match are just scattered, bruised, and bloodied from what had happened.




We cut to the backstage area of Rod Laver Arena in Melbourne. Here, as a Project: Honor crew member rushes by with a clipboard in hand, corralling up his colleagues to help set up the various cages around the ring for the upcoming Zookeeper match, we catch a glimpse of a familiar face leaning against a concrete wall. This is, of course, the Los Angeles Outlaw himself, Syndicate, and as he grabs his right ankle to stretch out his Achilles and knee - the same knee that he's torn ligaments in thrice previously - he tilts his head upwards towards the camera. Syndicate's long blonde hair covers the left half of his chiseled yet stubbled face, but that doesn't hide the thousand yard stare of the Los Angeles Outlaw.

SYNDICATE: I'd like to tell you all a story, if I may. A few years ago, when I was headlining cards night after night, week after week, selling out every town from Albuquerque to Zanesville...I once took a few precious moments after a show to sign some autographs for the fans, because that's what TOP GUYS like myself do. After a few families, kids, and marks had come and gone, I came across a little boy - couldn't have been older than 6 or 7 - and his dad. Of course, the dad wanted nothing to do with a young, fit individual like myself - having to spend a few decades in this horrid world of ours will do that to you - but his son...nah, his son was different. He had so much excitement and passion in his eyes, and who could blame him - he was mere feet away from the greatest professional wrestler alive today.

Chuckling to himself, Syndicate switches to stretching out his left leg as he continues.

SYNDICATE: The son first hands me a "Los Angeles Outlaw" t-shirt , and once the father slipped me my $20 signing fee, I was happy to autograph it for him. But what happened next has stuck with me to this very day. The son hands me a poster, but instead of asking me to sign it, he points to the center of it and looks up at me with only what I can describe as a look of pure sadness on his face. When I looked down at the poster and saw who was - or, more accurately, who WASN'T - on it...I was sad too. And then the kid said to me..."There's Rex McAllister, there's Tommy Lipton, there's James Ranger...why not Syndicate?"

The Los Angeles Outlaw drops his ankle and pauses, letting his words sink in.

SYNDICATE: ..."Why not Syndicate?" That's a question I find myself asking more and more with each passing day. Pyro, Pandalike, Levi, Havoc...they're all going into this match thinking that I don't deserve to be here, that I don't DESERVE to contend for the Noble title. Meanwhile, Pyro ought to be locked up for the rest of his life, Pandalike would rather be playing Big Rigs: Over the Road Racing or something than be here, Levi has too much of a God complex to get out of his own damn way, and Havoc needs to spend a few days at the Edelman Westside Mental Health Center before he steps into that cage with an Outlaw that doesn't give a flying fuck about his wellbeing. So I ask all four of you men..."why not Syndicate?" Why not the most able-bodied, SANE person here? Why do I not deserve this opportunity in your eyes when you're all just sitting here with your own problems, your own demons, and refusing to do anything about them? That's the difference between y'all and me - you all accept your lives as how they are, while I take my life by the fuckin' balls. I do whatever I want, on my own schedule, on my own terms, and tonight, gentlemen, I feel like caging up some wild animals out there in front of the entire world.

Syndicate steps away from the concrete wall and starts walking towards the camera, the passion in his voice growing with every step.

SYNDICATE: But that's not all I'm thinking about right now, no. Because after I win tonight and earn a shot at that Noble Championship, the question has to be asked...what's next? Jason Long. Kayla Richards. Savannah Sunshine. Whichever one of you fools win your cute little grudge match later tonight, you'll come backstage here in Melbourne with your titles in tow, and I'll be waiting for you, standing right here...ready for my opportunity. And I don't care which one of y'all I'm gonna come face-to-face with, because I can guarantee that none of you have ever faced anyone like the Los Angeles Outlaw. Someone that's not afraid to put their body and their livelihood on the line for what they want. Someone that doesn't care about your families or your hopes and dreams for this world. Someone that would rather watch you burn in the fiery embers of Hell itself than see you occupy his spot at the top of the food chain for another damn second. And when that clash inevitably comes, I'll be asking you the same question that I ask of my competitors here tonight..."why not Syndicate?"

We've reached the catering area here in Rod Laver Arena, and as Syndicate meanders past a table full of water bottles, he makes sure to grab one. Unscrewing the cap, the Los Angeles Outlaw takes a swig and proceeds to pour the rest out over his head, wetting his hair and giving him a jolt of energy. He looks over his left shoulder and shoots the now-empty bottle into a nearby recycling bin as if he was Khris Middleton in the NBA Finals before turning back to the camera, somehow looking angrier than ever.

SYNDICATE: You know, I can look up and down the roster here at Project: Honor, and I keep on seeing the same thing over and over again. I see person after person, wrestler after wrestler, being given opportunities that don't belong to them. Even on this very show, you've got schmucks like Lesley Adora and Mason Destruction in a higher-up position than the Los Angeles Outlaw, even though anyone with a BRAIN out there can see that they don't even belong in my area code, let alone on my level in this business. So Elena, Mark, Jason, Savannah, Kayla, and the rest of all you fine people here at Project: Honor...consider this your 7am wakeup call, because if you don't know the name of the Los Angeles Outlaw by now, you sure as HELL will by the end of the night. And before any of y'all come at me, saying that I'm punching above my weight class, just remember the question that I find myself continually asking: why...not...Syndicate?

With his signature cold, cold smile plastered across the face, Syndicate bounds forward and pushes past the cameraman, damn near knocking them down onto the concrete floor, as he goes to prepare for the Zookeeper match.




It wasn’t long before Pyro’s match as he walked along backstage not paying attention to anything or anyone around him. He had wireless headphones on as he listened to his Entrance Music through them. He had his head down as he was walking and was singing along to the music.

PYRO: I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter.

Just as he’d finished singing, it was then that he bumped into someone. He didn’t know who it was but he takes his headphones off and looks up. When Pyro sees that it is Mark Hunter, Pyro just stands there staring at him. Mark looks Pyro up and down before smirking.

MARK HUNTER: Well if it isn’t the fire loving bastard. How many years ago were we working in the indies together? Safe to say the two kids from Maidstone, England have done good.

PYRO: Don’t remind me that I’m getting old. Anyone spoken to you since you arrived here on the A show? Anyone I need to set on fire?

Pyro just smirks. Whereas Mark just raises an eyebrow at the A show comment.

MARK HUNTER: Nah, I’m the enemy here, not a soul has said as much as hello since I arrived. It’s fucking heaven.

PYRO: It’s cool, I have that effect on everyone too.

MARK HUNTER: I’ve seen it over the years, anyway, good luck tonight dude.

The sound of laughter escapes from Pyro before he then in a snap of the fingers looks emotionless again.

PYRO: I don’t need luck, I only fucking need FIRE!!!

Mark smiles.

MARK HUNTER: It’s always been that way to be fair.

Pyro and Mark Hunter once they are done start to head off in opposite directions. Pyro stops though and turns around.

PYRO: Hey! Were you thinking of what I think you were when you mentioned The Evil Within?

Mark looks intently at Pyro before breaking into a sadistic smirk. After a short pause Mark turns back away and starts walking off.

PYRO: Fallout’s fucked!

Pyro sticks his headphones back on and heads off to prepare himself for his match.











We get back to the ring and we see it is surrounded by a cell that has four smaller cages within the ring, replacing the turnbuckles.

CLARA OLSON: Ladies and gentleman, the following match is a ZOOKEEPER MATCH...and is for the Noble Championship Number One Contendership!!!

Fans pop.

CLARA OLSON: The winner will be the last person standing in the ring and NOT locked in one of the cages. First up, weighing in at six-foot-one...coming to us from Sanford, Florida...THE NIGHTMARE...THE MESSIAH OF FIRE...PYYYYYRROOOOO!!!

"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: And his first opponent...standing at six-foot-three and hailing from the City of Angels...THE LOS ANGELES OUTLAW, SYYYYYNNDDIIICAAATTTEEE!!!

The sound of television static flows through the sound system as the lights dim. While the crowd voices their complete disapproval of what is to come, the hiss fades into "Wake Up" by Rage Against the Machine. As "SYNDICATE" appears in massive white letters on the videoboard, a single spotlight shines down onto the Los Angeles Outlaw himself, Syndicate. Dressed in a black leather jacket along with blue denim jeans and gray Under Armour sneakers, he stretches his arms outward into a crucifix pose with his shoulder-length blonde hair shimmering in the glow of the light from above.

Syndicate drops his arms and makes his way down to the ring, the crowd absolutely raining boos down onto him as he does. After entering into the cage, Syndicate looks to the crow and spreads his arms out into another crucifix pose before his music begins to die down.


CLARA OLSON: Next up...standing at five-foot-eight...hailing from Australia…

Fans pop at the country-grown competitor.

CLARA OLSON: PANDALIIIIIKKKEEE!!!

“Whoopty” by DJB plays as Pandalike comes running out of the back. He makes a b-line for the cage and enters through the open door, quickly sliding into the ring.

CLARA OLSON: Standing at six foot even, coming to us from East Midlands, England….THE ABSOLUTE...LEEVVIII KIIIIRSSSTEEEEIIIINNNN!!!



“King Kunta” by Kendrick Lamar begins to play as the lights dim, all of the house lights slowly make their way up to the top of the stage ramp and the entrance curtain as the lyrics kick in.

“Bitch where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta”

The fans await the arrival of The Absolute. Levi Kirstein slowly appears from behind the entrance curtain with his head held up high, an expressionless look resting as he stops at the very top of the ramp, looking out to his peers. Donning the white and gold leather jacket that represents his rank in the New World, Kirstein stands there for only a few more seconds, closing his eyes and leaning his head back slowly to soak in the crowd’s negative reaction. The chorus to the song begins again as Levi opens his eyes and takes his steps forward, heading down the ramp and making a beeline for the ring.

Entering into the cage and sliding under the bottom rope, he heads to the corner and looks out to the many fans that are looking all the way up at him. Levi feels that he’s the highest man in the room, he knows he’s the man they need as he slips his arms free from the leather jacket and throwing it down onto the floor below -- down to the ringside area for a member of the ringside crew to pick up and gently put away -- as he leans his head back like he did at the top of the entrance ramp and stretched his arms out wide.

Levi turns and stands in his corner, looking at his opponents with a confident smile on his face and looking prepared for the war ahead of him.

CLARA OLSON: And finally...standing at six foot even...THE NIGHTMARE KING...THE HARBINGER OF REALITY...HAAAAAAVVVOOOOOCCCC!!!

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 into the ring through the open door.

The moment his music dies out, the door is locked and all five men begin to measure each other up.

DING! DING! DING!

Pandalike charges forward and jumps at Syndicate...but is grabbed in midair, one arm around his neck...the other under his leg. With a cry out, Syndicate launches Pandalike over his head in a capture suplex…

ALARA ADAMS: NO SIGNAL!!! THE MATCH JUST STARTED AND SYNDICATE ALREADY HIT NO SIGNAL ON PANDALIKE!!!

Pandalike goes flying into an open cage door. Landing upside down on his neck. Havoc and Levi Kirstein, who were battling it out, slam into the cage door...shutting it. It instantly locks!

CLARA OLSON: And just like that...PANDALIKE IS ELIMINATED!!!

Syndicate stands back to his feet and is instantly met with an elbow to the face by Pyro. He stumbles back and just manages to get his feet planted, before Pyro unleashes with a headbutt that sends him stumbling back-first into the side of the cage. Pyro comes charging forward again and attempts a spinning heel kick, but Syndicate manages to duck under it before coming up and grabbing Pyro the same way he grabbed Pandalike.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Uh-oh...do we have another case of No Signal?

Syndicate bends down to get leverage, but Pyro manages to get one hand up to Syndicate’s face…

ALARA ADAMS: PYRO JUST SHOVED HIS FINGERS INTO SYNDICATE’S MOUTH AND HAS HIM WITH THE SILENT SCREAM!!!

Syndicate lets go of Pyro and begins to try to get The Savior's hand out of his mouth. Pyro turns his head slightly to the left AND JUST MOVES OUT OF THE WAY TO AVOID HAVOC CHARGING IN WITH THE DEAD TRIGGER!!!

CRACK!

CLANG!!

Havoc BLASTS an unexpecting Syndicate with the running knee strike that was meant for Pyro, sending the Los Angeles Outlaw’s head smashing into the side of the cage, before his body slumps to the ground. Pyro turns and charges at Havoc, slamming into him and spearing him into the nearby cage fencing. He grabs Havoc by the back of the head and begins to grind his face into the fencing, rubbing off face paint and skin. Pyro finally stops with the torture, pulling Havoc from the fencing and WHIPS him towards the closest cage...BUT HAVOC REVERSES IT!!! Pyro SLAMS into the side of the small cage and stumbles back, grabbing at the left side of his face where he hit the solid support for the cage. He turns towards Havoc...Havoc jumps in the air and grabs Pyro...CLIMAX!!! JUMPING DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER AND THE LOOPY PYRO STUMBLES BACK...AND FALLS INTO ONE OF THE CAGES!!! Levi Kirstein sees the opportunity to eliminate one of the front runners...and comes flying out of his corner to shut the cage door…

KAYDEN ELLIS: HOLY FUCK!!!

SYNDICATE OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF LEVI KIRSTEIN’S HEAD AND THAT JUST ABOUT TOOK THE ABSOLUTE’S HEAD OFF!!!

ALARA ADAMS: Is that beautiful man still alive?

Syndicate quickly gets up to his feet and with some assistance from Havoc, both men pull Levi’s dead weight up and tosses him into one of the cages...with Havoc quickly slamming it shut. With a loud click noise, the door locks.

CLARA OLSON: LEVI KIRSTEIN IS ELIMINATED!!!

Havoc and Syndicate both turn around to go take care of Pyro…

FWOOSH!!!

FWOOSH!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: DOUBLE PYRO MASSACRES!!! BOTH MEN JUST TOOK A FIREBALL TO THE FACE FROM PYRO!!!

Pyro grabs a hold of Syndicate and whips him towards Pandalike’s cage, not noticing that Havoc only took the fireball to the right side of his face. Pandalike, now up and very agitated, reaches out and grabs Syndicate...holding him against the cage as Pyro comes in for the attack. The Los Angeles Outlaw reaches into Pandalike’s cage and grabs the back of his mask, yanking him forward and smashing his face into the cold steel...causing him to let go. Syndicate turns and catches an unexpecting Pyro in the gut. He grabs the bent over Messiah of Fire around the neck...CATALYST DDT!!!

ALARA ADAMS: I swear he hit so hard it sounded like he broke the ring.

Pyro hits hard and lays on the ground not moving as Syndicate sits up and looks over at him, a sadistic smile on his face. He slowly stands to his feet, forgetting about Havoc...who took the time while everyone was distracted, to exit the cage door and grab his barbed wire bat. Havoc, with bat in hand, charges at Syndicate and swings a beautiful homerun swing...but Syndicate ducks under it, hearing the barbed wire ripping through the air. The bat hits the cage and vibrates out of Havoc’s hands! Syndicate is quick to pounce on Havoc, beating on him with lefts and rights before knocking him to the mat with a hard elbow in between the eyes.

KAYDEN ELLIS: This looks like a man on a mission!

Syndicate grabs a dizzied Havoc and looks around for an open cage. He turns around...AND TAKES A BARBED WIRE BAT TO THE STOMACH BY PYRO!!! Pyro rips to the side and up, creating a gash in Syndicate’s abdomin! Pyro tosses the bat to the side and runs at the side of the main cage. He jumps, placing a foot on the cage and pushes off to make himself go higher...AND COMES DOWN WITH A SUPERMAN ELBOW TO THE NOSE OF SYNDICATE!!!

ALARA ADAMS: THE EXORCISM JUST TURNED SYNDICATE’S NOSE INTO A GEYSER OF BLOOD!!!

Syndicate, sorta doubled over, grabs at his bleeding nose, turning and looking at Havoc who charges...AND CONNECTS WITH A DEAD TRIGGER!!! SYNDICATE STUMBLES BACK INTO PYRO, WHO LIFTS HIM UP INTO THE AIR! Pyro carries Syndicate over to the nearest open small cage and dumps his body into it. With as much gusto as he could muster, he slams the door shut...the lock instantly triggering.

CLARA OLSON: SYNDICATE IS ELIMINATED!!!

Pyro turns around, only to catch the top of the bat to the stomach. He doubles over slightly and moves just in time to narrowly get his head bashed in with the barbed wire bat. Havoc lifts the bat into the air once more and comes down...ONLY FOR PYRO TO GRAB THE BAT, BARBED-WIRE AND ALL!!! Blood drips from Pyro’s hands where he has a hold of Havoc’s bat, but all Pyro can do is smile at Havoc. Pyro RIPS the bat out of Havoc’s hands and THROWS IT FAR BEHIND THEM...AND IT LANDS ON TOP OF THE LAST EMPTY CAGE!!! Havoc quickly takes off running and hops onto the side of the main cage, trying to climb to get his bat. Pyro goes running and hops onto the cage on the opposite side, climbing up just as fast. Both men get to the top and hop off onto the small area that tops the cage.

KAYDEN ELLIS: This can’t be good…

Havoc goes to grab the bat, but Pyro steps on the bat, stopping Havoc from pulling it up. Havoc stands to his feet and takes a swing at Pyro, but Pyro steps back...AND LUNGES FORWARD WITH THE MANDIBLE CLAW!!! BUT HAVOC SIDESTEPS THE SILENT SCREAM AND GRABS PYRO AROUND THE NECK. He hooks up under one of Pyro’s arms...lifts him up into the air…

ALARA ADAMS: HOLY…

KAYDEN ELLIS: ...FUCK!!!

GIGA DRILL BREAK OFF THE TOP OF THE SINGLE CAGE!!! PYRO IS NOT MOVING AND HAVOC BARELY IS ABLE TO SIT UP!!! Havoc slowly gets to his feet...AND HE JUST BEGINS TO ROLL PYRO FORWARD!!!

Pyro’s head is in the cage…

Havoc pushes.

Pyro’s abdomen is in the cage…

Havoc pushes.

Pyro’s legs are in the cage…

Havoc pushes.

PYRO’S FEET ARE IN THE CAGE AND HIS EYES ARE NOW OPEN!!!

SLAM!!!

CLICK!!!

DING! DING! DING!

CLARA OLSON: PYRO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! WHICH MEANS...YOUR NEW NOBLE CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER ONE CONTENDER IS...HAAAAAVVVOOOOCCCC!!!

Havoc drops to his knees, obviously exhausted. Multiple refs slide into the ring to check on the others, while one walks over and raises Havoc’s right arm in victory.





We cut backstage, where we hear a familiar voice echo through the quiet halls.

VOICE: Everything I said is absolutely true, and with the grace of The Light, I wish to truly show you that truth.

The voice of Lesley Adora. An answer can be heard, but spoken too soft and indistinguishable. The camera cuts to show Lesley leaning against a wall with a smile plastered on his face, the person who he's chatting with is off scene.

LESLEY ADORA: I understand your apprehension. Learning that everything you've been taught has been done so through the biased teachings of those viewing life through a mypoic lens. We as humans are born and bred to hate one another, for that way the socially elite can prosper off of our ill feelings. War only benefits one group in this world, and it's neither country fighting it. I know it's confusing, but think about it in terms of the professional wrestling world. One party has one view point, the other has their own, and yet their ideals instead of respect are used to turn a competition into a blood sport. Especially here in Fallout, as I'm sure you've seen.

Lesley smiles, and kneels slightly.

LESLEY ADORA: But that's why I'm here. I know the truth. The Light… knows the truth. It taught it to me, and I can teach it to you. All you need to do is take my hand… and follow me into The Ligh-

He’s cut off by a panicked yell, jumbled at first but becoming more clear as it nears.

CALLING VOICE: KADENCE?

It’s then that the camera slowly begins to pan around, revealing that it’s Mason Destruction’s son Kadence who Lesley has been speaking to this entire time. Kadence, looks… Worried, uncomfortable, but he hadn’t run away yet. His head turns to the calls of his father, then back to Lesley who puts his finger up to his own lip in a shushing manner. It’s as Mason bust down the door with his size sixteen boot that shit really hits the fan.

MASON DESTRUCTION: KADENCE!

The child instantly runs into the arms of his father, who scoops him up before aggressively getting into the face of Lesley.

MASON DESTRUCTION: You’re fucking dead you little weasly prick! You understand me?

LESLEY ADORA: Woah woah… language, Mr. Destruction. We have a child present.

Beforen Mason can respond, Lesley smiles.

LESLEY ADORA: Fear not Mason, I'm just finally getting to meet young Kadence face to face. I've heard so much about him that I couldn't pass up the opportunity to say hello. An incredibly smart boy, Mason. You wouldn't want him to see his father hit somebody, would you?

Lesley looks down at the Ascension Championship and smirks.

LESLEY ADORA: It'd be a shame… if you were to lay a finger on me before our match, wouldn't it, friend?

Quickly glancing between his son and Lesley, Mason gets his face as close to Lesley’s as he can without touching him, towering over him.

MASON DESTRUCTION: He’s watched me a do whole lot worse in the backyard, Just because your father kept you in a fucking closet all your life doesn’t mean that’s what I do.

He licks his lips.

MASON DESTRUCTION: And I told you one time too many you sonofa’ bitch keep my son's name out of your DAMN mouth!

Kadence whimpers at his father’s raise of voice, and Mason takes a few steps back - trying to get a cooler head but failing with each of Lesley’s words. Lesley, for a split second loses his smile as Mason mentions his father, but quickly regains composure. Lesley peers around Mason's shoulder, once again to his son.

LESLEY ADORA: Don't worry, KADENCE, I was just leaving anyway. I'll be the… mmm yes, bigger man since your father doesn't seem to care how he appears to the world, nor to you.

He turns back to Mason.

LESLEY ADORA: I guess I'll see you in a bit, champ. Good luck tonight, I'm really rooting for you.

MASON DESTRUCTION: Big fuckin’ words from a kid snatcher, eat shit and die. Bud.

Lesley looks to respond, but shakes his head and waves off Mason. As Lesley exits the scene, Mason puts Kadence down on the floor, checking him over and making sure that he’s alright. It’s then that he sees the white rose in Kadence’s hands, Mason fucking loses it, snatching the rose form his son’s hand and smashing his fists up against the door Lesley had just exited out of. Tears fall down from the face of Kadence, as Mason stops in his tracks, losing all rage and letting the crumbled rose drift to the floor. He walks over to Kadence, and drops to his knees before embracing him in his arms.

MASON DESTRUCTION: It’s going to be ok… I’m not mad at you. This isn’t your fault.

As Mason pleads to his son to calm him down, the camera cuts back over to ringside.





BACKSTAGE…

The cameras go to the office belonging to Christian DeMarco, where he is seen sitting in his chair with the back of the chair pressed against the wall. He has his hands interlocked behind the back of his head giving ample space for his guest: Tara Fenix. She is seated on top of his desk but off to the side so that it does not give the wrong idea. She has her elbows propped on her knees and is slightly hunched over.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: What’s it going to take you to move over to Fallout?

TARA FENIX: You know we’ve talked about it, and I still prefer to have an old-fashioned match… I’m not opposed to coming here and giving a match on occasion, as needed--

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: You’re needed.

She wasn’t, but it seemed to be said more as a pitch to get Tara to jumpship.

TARA FENIX: --BUT! I guess if my intention is to become the Legacy Champion at some point, I’m going to have to be around here more often.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: You’ve got a lot of ambition.

TARA FENIX: Honey, I don’t sign a contract for any place that I don’t intend to be at the top of the food chain at.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: There’s a lot of competition out there--

TARA FENIX: And I’m willing to fight them!

There’s a brief pause between the two as Christian seems to be studying Tara’s face as if to search for an answer… he could tell that there was no sense of fear in her; rather, she was excruciating confidence. It was a trait that people had quickly come to admire of her. Whether they had already known her from all her experience in the ring, or whether she was relatively new to her because they lived under a rock.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: You’ve come to get a closer look at the main event, haven’t you?

The question caused her to smirk, and she gave a slight shrug.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: And here I was hoping you’d come just to see me.

TARA FENIX: A bit of both. Ultimately, I do need to scout the competition… I hear a lot of great things about Elena, so I figured that I would come get a closer look.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: You seem to like getting your better views for the people at the top.

TARA FENIX: That’s how you get on top of the game, and stay on top.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Don’t you have some, uh… personal matters going on? Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that you signed with Project: Honor, but maybe you should focus on just getting the job done to satisfaction until that’s away.

TARA FENIX: Yeah, but in just a couple of months, he’s coming home.

Tara smiled. She had had a long couple of years, and with the latest news that she had received, she would receive the greatest gift that she could ask for: joint custody of her son.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: That’s great!

TARA FENIX: Not soon enough.

As happy as she had sounded when she knew that she would likely be regaining partial custody of her youngest son, it was met with dismay; she felt that the time was going to drag on until she would finally be able to see him.

TARA FENIX: Anyways, I should probably head out to meet a few of the other people. You know how people like to talk.

Tara said with a roll of her eyes, and pushed herself from her seat on the edge of Christian’s desk. Christian stood up and the two shared a brief hug.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: People are going to talk regardless. I’ve learned to tune it out.

Tara reached forward and gave Christian a hug; he answered in part by shrugging, but after a couple of seconds returned the gesture. Following suit, she walks for the doorway.

TARA FENIX: Yeah, but I don’t want to become the gossip. People are still going on about me for things that happened over fifteen years ago.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: If you need anything, you know where I’ll be.

TARA FENIX: You can put me in that title match…

She said with a smirk.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: You know you have to earn that.

TARA FENIX: It’s always worth a shot.

Christian held the door for Tara, although it was already open; it was the gentlemanly thing to do, afterall, and Tara walked out of the room. The two waved to each other before Christian retreated back into his office and Tara just wandered the hallway.





Disputed Territory
May 23rd, 2021
Ascension Scramble
- / - / - / Lesley Adora / Mason Destruction / - / -


Lesley attempts to run off and exit the ring but Mason grabs hold of Lesley’s hair and pulls him back towards him lifting him up and hitting a Reverse looking Brainbuster on Lesley. Mason then climbs up the turnbuckle looking down at Lesley making sure he was within reach before hitting the Hoosier Bomb (Swanton Bomb) and goes for the pin.

ONE…
TWO…
THREE…

CLARA OLSON: LESLEY ADORA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!

DING! DING! DING!

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Fallout VII: Undisputed
June 3rd, 2021
Ascension Championship Tag Match
Kasey Winterborn (C) & Lesley Adora vs Mason Destruction & Logan Burgess

Around the ring, Adora, Destruction, and Burgess have all made it back to their feet and are all looking at Warstein as he stands up and looks around at them...standing watch over Kasey as she slowly brings herself up to her knees. A new, fresh gash over her right eye is still bleeding…

ALARA ADAMS: I think everyone is still taken back by that whole situation.

KAYDEN ELLIS: AND MASON OUT OF NOWHERE ROCKS LESLEY WITH A CLOTHESLINE...BOTH MEN GOING OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!

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Fallout IX: Super Aggro Crag
7/1/2021
Ascension Championship CLUSTERFuCK Match
Destruction / - / Syndicate / - / Kirstein / - / - / Adora / - / - / - / -

Kirstein 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.

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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!!!






CLARA OLSON: The following contest is set for one fall…

“ONE FALL!”

CLARA OLSON: ...and it is for the Project: Honor Ascension Championship!

The beautiful orchestra of "Two Steps from Hell" by Archangel plays, and the lights dim. Mostly white mixed with gold, purple and pink spotlights shoot through the arena, lighting the smoke that slowly rolls from the entrance ramp. Finally, Lesley Adora makes his way onto the ramp, the white smoke rolling over his legs almost hiding his beautiful sparkling bodysuit - white with silver accents, streamers falling from the arms, bird wing embroidery, unzipped enough to show his large oiled chest. Slowly he walks to the ring, making eye contact and pointing at fans who generally want nothing to do with him until he gets to the ring apron. The ring steps have been moved to be centered to the apron, where Lesley slowly walks with his arms wide to each side. He spins when he gets on the apron, leaning his back against the ropes and allowing the spotlights to center on him, smoke flying from all sides of him as he closes his eyes and allows everyone to take him all in. From there he entered the ring, and slowly removed his bodysuit to get ready for action.

CLARA OLSON: Introducing first, the challenger… Wrestling out of ‘The Garden of Purity’ and weighing in tonight at two hundred and fifty-eight pounds… he is The White Rose of Professional Wrestling... Project: Honor’s Saving Grace... LESSSSSSSLEEEEEEEEEEYYYY!!!!... AAAAAAADDOORRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAA!!!!

"DADADA DADADA DADA, DADA, DA DA DA DADA, DADA
DADADA DADADA DADA, DADA, DADA, DADA."

And with that the entire arena screams.

"LET'S GO!"

The hard-hitting guitar riffs of "The Downfall of Us All" starts to blare out through the arena, becoming one with the sound of the crowd as The Indiana Beach Bad Boy himself, Mason Destruction kicks his way onto the stage. The towering man beats his chest like a war drum as he screams out into the audience, making sure they are just as fucking pumped as he is before descending down the ramp, headbanging the entire time. He takes his time to high-five a few folk as he marches down to the ring, a confident yet cocksure grin across his face. As he reaches the ring he turns his back to it, pressing his back up against the apron and looking out towards the crowd. Running his tongue along his bottom lip, he smirks while nodding his head to the beat of the song. He then smacks both of his shoulders, one after the other before quickly ruining his hands through his hair and throwing his arms up - letting out a battle ready roar.

CLARA OLSON: And his opponent, the champion… Wrestling out of Monticello, Indiana and weighing in tonight at two hundred and eighty-five pounds… he is the current, reigning and defending Project: Honor Ascension Champion… The Indiana Beach Bad Boy... The Deathmatch Backyardigan… MAAAAASOONNNNNNN!!!... DEEEEEEESTRUCTIOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNN!!!!

Masons turns towards the ring before grabbing the middle rope and pulling himself up, he then steps over the top rope and instantly goes to the middle of the ring, where he slaps each of his thighs and jumps up into the the air stomping down and raising his arms up once again, letting out that same roar as before. He then settles into his corner, cracking his knuckles and other things that need a good crackin' before the match can begin.

DING! DING! DING!

The bell rings and already off of the bat, it’s Mason just pouncing and striking down on The White Rose with everything he’s got - not taking too kindly to the words towards his son earlier in the week but with Mason going to Irish Whip him into the opposite side of the ring, Adora begins to counter and send Mason into the corner- but Mason places his foot up onto the second rope turnbuckle and takes down a charging Adora down with an Elbow Strike. Mason climbs to the second rope and leaps off with a Reverse Facing Diving Senton down to Adora, catching him on the ribs, crushing them as he does but Mason’s not done inflicting the damage to Adora as he picks him back up onto his feet and drops him down onto his knee with a Uranage Backbreaker before pulling him back up to a vertical stance again, a sadistic smile on his face -- PUMPHANDLE POWERBOMB DOWN TO THE MAT WITH SUCH FORCE BEHIND IT!

ALARA ADAMS: If he had his own way, he’d have sandbagged him and dropped Adora down onto his head, which I wouldn’t have been surprised about if he did due to the intensity and the aggressiveness he’s come out of the box with and how personal this match has gotten.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Oh absolutely, and I wouldn’t have it any other way from these two, I’d rather see them fight it out and beat the living shit out of one another, you know what I mean? It’s going to be a tough one between these two as Lesley rolls out to the outside to keep his distance away from Mason Destruction- but Mason’s heading out to the apron and climbing to the second rope, the referee’s beginning the count right now and Mason does that Reverse Facing Diving Senton again--

ALARA ADAMS: LESLEY CAUGHT MASON IN MID AIR WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! HOLY SHIT! HOOOLY SHIIIIIT! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN ON THE OUTSIDE AS THE REFEREE CONTINUING HIS COUNT!

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!

Lesley slowly brings himself back to his feet and grabs onto the hair of Mason, pulling him up to his feet and throwing him under the bottom rope, but Lesley is reaching underneath the ring and pulling out a chair for himself to slide under the bottom rope and soon heading into the ring himself. Mason tries to take the chair away from Mason but a Punt Kick to the head of the champion keeps him down as Lesley takes the chair and sets it up right in front of a downed Mason Destruction.

LESLEY ADORA: Tell me, Mason, how Kadence is going to feel seeing you laying down after just five minutes into this match? How many times are you going to disappoint him again, Mason? How many more time-

And the champion tackles his challenger out of the chair, swinging down onto the head of Adora and just beating the living hell out of his opponent, there’s a fire burning red hot within the champion right now and his only focus, his only goal, is to put Lesley Adora through the hell he deserves for bringing this to a more personal setting. The referee begins to count and Mason rolls out of the ring with Lesley, and the fight continues on the outside, throwing one another around the ringside area like they just don’t give a damn anymore. Adora goes spine first into the side of the ring apron, Mason is kicked right into the steel barricade, and both men continue to throw haymakers at one another!

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!

OOOH! MASON WITH THE URANAGE ON THE RING APRON!

MASON DESTRUCTION: Ain’t gonna disrespect my fuckin’ family, you son of a bitch!

ROLLING ELBOW TO ADORA! AND NOW PUSHING HIM INTO THE RING!

FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!

MASON DESTRUCTION: And ain’t nobody gonna save you from this ass whoopin’, bitcch.

Mason follows pursuit but Adora catches him with a Rope Hung DDT and the chair was in play but the referee never saw it, he goes for the cover on the champion but the referee does see Mason’s foot under the bottom rope to not count the pin. Adora wants to open the door to the pearly white gates of heaven, trying to find a way to get Mason into a pinning predicament but the champion is using the ropes for leverage and Adora notices it, he’s got his sights on the win being his if he connects with the Palm Strike -- but Into The Light misses AND RIGHT INTO THE KISS! THE ROLLING ELBOW TO THE JAW OF MASON DROPS HIM DOWN TO ONE KNEE! ADORA IS WASTING NO TIME FOR THE FINISH AND-- MASON GRABS THE ARM AND BRINGS ADORA TO THE MAT! FUJIWARA ARMBAR! THE CHAMPION IS WRENCHING ON THE ARM OF ADORA AS HE’S TRAPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! BUT ADORA FINDS A WAY TO ROLL UP MASON FOR THE COVER! THE SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!

ONE!
TWO!!
THR--

MASON KICKED OUT WITH SUCH FORCE IT KNOCKED ADORA BACK!

ALARA ADAMS: There’s a reason these two made it to the finals of the Clusterfuck match and ended within a draw, and I can’t believe we’re on the verge of creating another monumental moment with how quickly paced these two are going at it again here in Melbourne, Australia! If they’re gonna keep it up, do you think they’ll never stop until the other is dead?

KAYDEN ELLIS: I wouldn’t wish it but with the way things are going, I expect it to be like this. Lesley Adora and Mason Destruction might be the most underrated feud on Fallout right now, and if nobody’s been keeping up before, they sure are now as they’re tearing the house down here in Melbourne. Lesley’s been trying for that killshot finish but I know Mason’s got some more fight left in him as of right now anyway.

With Adora looking up to the now risen Mason Destruction, he goes for the Lariat but misses as Mason rebounds - but so does Aodra - as they meet in the middle- but Adora moved out of the way from the Destructo Kick and he fires off another but again misses, Adora attempts to pick up Mason into the Electric Chair but he seems to be giving up- OH THE KISS! THE KISS! TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL! AND ADORA COMES OFF OF THE ROPES- BUT MASON FELL BACK INTO THE OPPOSITE ROPES AND CHARGES IN WITH THE POCKET SAND! THE PALM STRIKE TO THE FACE DROPS ADORA AND SOON MASON DROPS TOO! Mason’s not wasting time however, he’s moving to the ropes and pulling himself up on the apron, bringing himself to the top rope and looking down to Adora… He’s taking his one chance opportunity wisely and leaps for the Hoosier Bomb but Adora rolls out of the way and now he’s beginning the climb himself… THE PROMISE- WAS NOT KEPT AS HE LANDED ON HIS FEET! MASON WENT INTO THE CORNER TO ESCAPE AND NOW CHARGING IN WITH THE DESTRUCTO KICK- DUCKED! ADORA LIFTS INTO THE ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION- MASON TEETHERS FORWARD AND ROLLS UP ADORA INTO THE COVER!

ONE!
TWO!!
THR--

BUT ADORA KICKS OUT! MASON IS FURIOUS AND HE PICKS UP THE CHAIR AND CHUCKS IT AT ADORA- BUT HE DUCKS THE CHAIR AND IT HITS THE REFEREE ON THE SHOULDER, KNOCKING HIM DOWN TO A KNEE-- ADORA WITH THE LOW BLOW! A LOW BLOW KICK TO MASON’S DESTRUCTIONS AS ADORA GOES OUT TO THE APRON… SOMERSAULTS IN… CHARGES IN TOWARDS THE CHAMPION… TO BETTER DAYS TAKES THE HEAD OFF OF MASON DESTRUCTION! THE REFEREE SHAKES OFF THE THROWN CHAIR AS HE COUNTS THE PIN BY ADORA!

ONE!
TWO!!
THR--

AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! MASON KICKS OUT WITH FORCE!

ALARA ADAMS: What does it have to take for these men to stop and just end this already!?

KAYDEN ELLIS: None of them want to accept defeat, I wouldn’t even imagine Mason accepting defeat tonight.

Adora just wants this match to end as soon as possible, and he knows he’s one more strike away from finally capturing the Project: Honor Ascension Championship. He’s bringing himself up into the corner and eyeing up the champion laying down flat on the canvas, shouting at Mason to stand up, shouting at him to get up for Into The Light. Adora watches like a hawk as Mason brings himself up to his knees and looks to Adora in the corner - giving him one final salute of the middle finger with both hands from Mason Destruction… AND INTO THE LIGHT LANDS! THE COVER FROM ADORA!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE--

AAAAAAAAA! MASON SOMEHOW KICKED OUT! MASON BY SOME LUCK KICKED OUT OF THE PALM STRIKE! HE SOMEHOW, AND BY SOME FUCKING WAY, KICKED OUT OF THE PALM STRIKE! BUT THAT’S NOT STOPPING ADORA RIGHT NOW, BRINGING MASON UP TO HIS FEET AND INTO THE ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION, STOMPING AROUND THE RING AND DROPPING HIM INTO POSITION… THE AWAKENING! THE CROYT’S WRATH DROPPED MASON DESTRUCTION DOWN ONTO HIS HEAD AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER! THE SHOULDERS ARE DOWN FOR THE PIN! ADORA IS LAYING ON A LIFELESS BODY AS WE SPEAK!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!

ALARA ADAMS: OH MY GOD! ADORA IS THE CHAMPION!

KAYDEN ELLIS: This does not spell good for the Ascension Division and anyone that wants to come claim Adora’s throne, because he just stole Mason’s with an iron fucking grip.

Lesley Adora is handed the Project: Honor Ascension Championship as the white confetti begins to fall down for the brand new champion. A large smile on his face as he looks around the arena.

CLARA OLSON: Here is your winner… and the NEWWWW PROJECT: HONOR ASCENSION CHAMPION!... LESSSSLEYYYYY ADDDDDOORRRRAAAAAA!!!!




After his match, Pyro was backstage when he saw Arik Holt. Only Arik saw him first and made sure to move as quickly as his legs would allow him.

PYRO: Damn it, Arik.

Continuing on his walk backstage, he finally gets to the corner that Arik had disappeared around only to find Arik was nowhere in sight.

PYRO: I can’t believe Arik won’t let me recite a poem or nursery rhyme to him. He is such an ungrateful prick, what until I see him.

With that, Pyro storms off around the corner. As he was out of sight, the lid of the bin opened to show Arik peek out to see if Pyro had gone. Just as Pyro thinks he hears something and pokes his head back around the corner, Arik manages to close the bin lid and hide without Pyro suspecting a thing. Pyro just shrugs his shoulders and walks off in a mood because of Arik Holt.





Our scene opens at ground level. In front of us we can see a dirt road and the very bottom of a few buildings.

After a few seconds, we see a pair of bare feet walk past the camera...followed by a blood covered axe that is dragging on the ground...leaving behind a blood trail of its own.

VOICE OVER: To cleanse the mind of hatred’s raging pain, embedded like a common tick.

The camera slowly begins to pan up as the man has a noticeable limp, favoring his right leg.

VOICE OVER: Blood-letting out the bad so good remains, a crusted sav swelled up too quick.

As the camera finally gets to the man’s head, we see the hair from the top of his head is blood covered and matted down onto the clean-shaven sides.

VOICE OVER: Not everyone is geared to be a saint, Lord knows my faults confirm the worst.

The camera begins to circle the limping man, until we get to see him from the front. It is Pyro, Fallout superstar. His face is cut up and covered in more than just his blood.

VOICE OVER: My nature wouldn’t let Lazarus faint, I built a well for those who thirst.

We can slightly see the trail of blood he has left, until we can see what looks like lifeless bodies off in the distance.

VOICE OVER: The good...the bad...inside me rages on, As Satan grins beyond the smoke.

Pyro suddenly stops dead and a wicked smile crosses his face. The camera begins to zoom in on his eyes.

VOICE OVER: Yet there’s an angel in me I can’t con, life’s comedy without a joke.

Suddenly the reflection in his eye lights up green as we can see that he is looking at a large group of green purge-mask wearing individuals. After a couple seconds of hanging there, the scene goes black. A purge horn breaks the silence as an image appears on the screen.





Disputed Territory
May 23rd, 2021
Prime Championship Fan Lumberjack Match
Drago Santiago (C) vs Jason Long

NO!!! UNBELIEVABLY, LONG MANAGED TO KICK OUT ONCE MORE! Drago grits his teeth, and slides out of the ring, collecting two more chairs and two thick sheets of glass. He also retrieves, from his boot, a bottle of lighter fluid! He dumps the fluid onto the glass, and with a flick of a match from his boot-he lights it! He grabs Long and pulls him up onto the top rope for the Deus Ex Machina, trying to drive Long down through the glass with the deadly Air Raid Crash-but Long manages to counter! He drives boots into the side of Drago’s head, causing him to drop him-but Long’s able to use his athletics to power back into place! He hooks both of Drago’s arms in a double underhook-AND LEAPS FOR THE THRONEBREAKER THROUGH THE GLASS AND FLAMES! HE HITS IT! JESUS CHRIST! HE PINS DRAGO SANTIAGO!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

CLARA OLSON: Your winner...AND NEW FALLOUT PRIME CHAMPION...JASON….LOOOOOOONNNNGGG!!!

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Fallout VIII: Throw Out The Trash
June 17th, 2021
Triple Threat Main Event
Jason Long vs Savannah Sunshine vs Kayla Richards

Jason and Kayla are the first two to their feet as they start to trade punches on the centre of the ring. Neither one managed to get the upper hand no matter how much they tried to do so. 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!!!

ALARA ADAMS: Jason was just shocked by Savannah trying to end him and then was distracted by something or someone in the crowd.

KAYDEN ELLIS: He should’ve known that it could’ve come down to this. Ever since he went to Legoland and got that new head, he hasn’t been the same.

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

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Fallout IX: Super Aggro Crag
July 1st, 2021
Non-Wrestling Competition - Challenge #3: Super Aggro Crag
Pixie Sloane vs Savannah Sunshine

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!!!

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CLARA OLSON: The following contest is set for one fall...

"ONE FALL!"

CLARA OLSON: ...and it is set under UNSANCTIONED RULES FOR THE PROJECT: HONOR PRIME AND NOBLE CHAMPIONSHIPS!

The crowd cheers loudly as the graphic appears on the screen.

CLARA OLSON: Introducing first, the challenger...


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: Wrestling out of Norwich, East Anglia, England and weighing in tonight at one hundred and thirty-five pounds... She is "The Dreamkiller"... KAAYYYYYLLLLAAAAAAA RIIIIIICHHAAAAAARRRRRRDDDDDSSSSSS!!

ALARA ADAMS: This woman, Kayden, has got a hatred for both of the champions within this match. The former Noble Champion wants to reclaim what was once hers, and take the Prime Championship from Jason Long, and by the looks of it, she'll rip it from their cold dead hands if she has to.

KAYDEN ELLIS: She's relentless, fearless, merciless, but she's got her hands full in this match. She was the one to take the fall in the last match with these three, so it'll be something to watch out for if she'll fall for that same thing again.

CLARA OLSON: And her opponents, the champions, first...


The beginning notes of "Not Your Barbie Girl" by Ava Max begins to play throughout the arena. Bright and colorful spotlights swirl around the arena and the fans as they get hyped up at the familiar music. The figure at the top of the ramp faces away from the crowd, a single white spotlight showing the silhouette as the woman taps one of her feet along to the beat. As soon as the first verse rolls around, she's spinning around to face the ring. Soaking in the cheers of the fans, a bright smile on her lips as she runs to the right side of the ramp, hyping the fans up even more. Repeating the same actions as she races over to the left side of the ramp.

"Not your Barbie girl, I'm livin' in my own world
I ain't plastic, call me classic
You can't touch me there, you can't touch my body
Unless I say so, ain't your Barbie, no"

Heading back to her spot at the top of the ramp, Savannah makes her way towards the ring. She's got a bright grin on her face and she heads over to slap hands with the fans. Even giving some of them candy from her jacket pockets. A lollipop of her own hanging from her lips. Tongue stained blue from the sucker as she approaches the ring finally. Using the middle rope for leverage, she pulls herself onto the apron, sliding right beneath the bottom rope as if she were swimming.

"I can take myself on a dinner date
Buy myself diamonds and a champagne
Order five courses, then chocolate cake, uh-huh
Actin' like I care when I want a man
Actin' like I care but I don't, and?
I do my own thing, yeah watch me dance, uh-huh"

As soon as she reaches the center of the ring, she rolls over onto her back. Staring up at the lights, she begins making imaginary snow angels, before quickly kipping up to her feet. A quick two-finger salute tossed out towards the fans. The grin on her face is insatiable and she's excited to be here. She wiggles around slightly, dancing around as her music slowly fades out. Moving to one corner of the ring as she hums softly.

CLARA OLSON: Wrestling out of 'Candyland, USA' by way of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and weighing in tonight at one hundred and twenty-five pounds... she is the current, reigning and defending Project: Honor Noble Champion... she is "The Queen of Candyland"... SAVAAAAANNNAAAAAAHHHH SUNNNNNNNNSHIIIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEE!!!!

ALARA ADAMS: And here is someone that surprised everyone, and has impressed everyone as well, Savannah Sunshine - who's our new Project: Honor Noble Champion as of the last episode of the Fallout - is heading into this match... well... with the less experience, considering the rules applied, but also with a win over both Kayla and Jason in their previous three-way-dance they've had.

KAYDEN ELLIS: If anyone’s a dark horse in this match, like they were in the previous encounter, it’s Savannah Sunshine. She’s going into this with no remorse for anyone and the only hope on her mind is becoming the Project: Honor Prime and Noble Champion -- but speaking of which, let’s get down for the introduction to The King.

A singular spotlight shines down on Clara Olson inside of the ring.

CLARA OLSON: Ladies and gentlemen, here to perform his song ICONIC with Jaden Smith… Please welcome… LOGGGGGIIICCCCCC!!!

The spotlights shine down onto the stage where we spot the recording artist as he begin to hype up the crowd.

LOGIC: MELBOURNE, HOW ARE WE DOING TONIGHT!

“YEAAAAAAHHHHH!”

LOGIC: LET’S GET READY TO BLOW THE ROOF OFF THE ROD LAVER ARENA!

“YEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”


With the instrumental sounds of ‘ICONIC’ by Logic and Jaden Smith being played throughout the arena, the Australian crowd begin to cheer loudly and it’s like a mosh pit within the arena right now. They are fucking hyped.

“Shout out to that boy Slim Shady for all the love, yeah!”

The beat soon changes and the lights shine down a golden hue, the tron lighting up with Jason’s past matches with Project: Honor, showing the dominant performances he’s gone through to get to where he is right now, before switching to a shot of the Project: Honor Prime Championship as the lyrics begin to kick in.

“Tell me what you know about real life
Tell me what you know about dark nights
Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like? (Huh)
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute think about it that's a Billi' (Woo!)”

As the beat drops, the entrance curtain is pulled back and revealing The King in all of his glory, in both hands are the OATH Tabula Rasa Championship and the DYSTOPIA FIGHT CLUB Wildcard Championship, wrapped around his chest is the OWA Spartans Championship, and wrapped tightly around his waist is the Project: Honor Prime Championship. All of the championship gold is on display for everyone in Australia to see as Jason stands proudly on the top of the ramp and the white spotlight shining down onto him as he soaks in the massively loud crowd reaction.

“God damn, boy you know I'm puttin' in the work
I'ma get it, I got 'em and now they all hurt
I'm a let them know, I never let them know
They never seem to know that I am a master (At work)
Bitch I'm all up in it come and get it
You could never get rid of it
Every bit of it in this motherfucker
Like I'm in the middle of little Italy
A lot of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy”

Heading through the curtain is Nathan O’Connor and Dominic Morrissey as they begin to take the championships from Jason’s body, leaving only the Project: Honor Prime Championship still wrapped tightly around his waist as they take a few steps back and the camera shot showing the all-white attire of Jason Long tonight, white decals of his ‘King of Professional Wrestling’ logo, the crown worn on his head sporting the same color scheme of his attire - the all-white look, with white diamonds placed all around the crown - and with his focus off of the crowd in the Rod Laver Arena, his eyes come in direct contact with Kayla Richards inside the middle of the ring, and the death stares that both given show the intense history that both have with one another.

“Tell me-tell me-tell me what you know about real life, real life
Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights
Bitch I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like, feel like
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute think about it that's a Billi'”

Jason begins his - as slow as he can - walk to the ring and not keeping his eyes off of Kayla Richards and making it down to the ringside area, ignoring the fans who reach out for The King, and heading around to the side of the ring where the hard cam faces.

CLARA OLSON: Wrestling out of Wexford Town, County Wexford, Ireland and weighing in tonight at one hundred and ninety-five pounds… he is the current, reigning OATH Tabula Rasa Champion… the OWA Spartans Champion… the Dystopia Fight Club Wildcard Champion… and the defending Project: Honor Prime Champion… he is THE ALMIGHTY SPARTAN!… THE BEST!... BOUT!... MACHINE!... THE PRIME EXAMPLE OF PROJECT: HONOR!... THE PILLAR OF PROJECT: HONOR!... THE KING OF PROJECT: HONOR!... JAAAAAASSSOOOOONNNNNNN LOOOOOOOOOOONNNGGGGGGGGG!!!!

“Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the King now!
Nobody want to step up in the ring now
I sacrificed my twenties now that money ain't a thing now
Now that money ain't a thing
Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the King now!
Nobody want to step up in the ring now
I sacrificed my twenties now that money ain't a thing now
Now that money ain't a thing”

Jason looks to Kayla Richards with a stern look in his eyes, and then turns his attention to his lover, Savannah Sunshine, and gives her a slight smirk on his face and a wink before turning his back on them both. Kayla looks to attack Jason from behind, but it’s Savannah that steps up and gets right into the face of Kayla before the referee pulls them both away. Jason doesn’t even know what’s happening behind him as he unstraps the championship from around his waist and raises it high up into the air.

“Everybody talk about my race on socials (Socials)
Make the boy wanna go postal (Postal)
Since I went triple plat' I only identify as Bi-Coastal (Coastal)
I don't live life like most do (Like most)
Never did the shit I was supposed to
Not a lotta shit you could say about me
Yeah my hairline faded but my bank account will roast you (Roast)”

The King would then remove the crown from his head and place it down in the corner before he’d leap over the ropes and climb to the second rope in the same corner, placing his right foot on the top rope and stretching his arms out and the championship still in his hand, letting out a massive roar to the crowd as they begin to cheer wildly for The King. Jason gives his championship to the referee below him as they clear space for Jason to stand on the top rope, backflip, and land perfectly on both feet -- just to snap his attention right to Kayla Richards and get nose to nose with the Dreamkiller before being pushed back into his corner as the music fades away and Logic soon leaves the arena.

ALARA ADAMS: This right here… this is intensity brought up to the max. These two have no love for one another, as proven week after week after week, and yet here we are for what might be the final time for these two.

KAYDEN ELLIS: I know that Jason has his sights on Kayla, but I can see his glancing over to Savannah on the other side of him, and he knows himself that’s a key factor waiting for a right moment and a right opportunity to strike down much like she did in the last match.

ALARA ADAMS: It’ll definitely be something to look out for as the referee checks on all three to let them know that this is Unsanctioned and that they are aware of it, and by the looks of things, all three of them nod their heads in approval which means we can get ahead with this match right…

DING! DING! DING!

ALARA ADAMS: ...NOW!

The bell rings and -- OH MY GOD! SUPERKICK RIGHT ON THE JAW OF THE PRIME CHAMPION FROM SAVANNAH! DOWN GOES JASON LONG AS HE TUMBLES THROUGH THE ROPES AND FALLS TO THE OUTSIDE! AND NOW IT’S KAYLA AND SAVANNAH! THEY’RE MEETING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND THEY’RE THROWING HAYMAKERS AT ONE ANOTHER! SWINGING FOR THE FENCES WITH ONE ANOTHER! Kayla goes for the Irish Whip but Savannah counters, goes for one of her own as Kayla rebounds- ducking the arm of Savannah as she rebounds again and is caught with the Jumping Corkscrew Calf Kick from Savannah! The challenger easily goes down and with Kayla resting herself on the second rope, Savannah looks to come off of the opposite ropes and charges in… LONG WITH THE SPRINGBOARD KNEE STRIKE! AND THE KING COMES OFF OF THE ROPES… DEVIL TRIGGER WITH A MASSIVE THUD TO THE BACK OF KAYLA’S SKULL! MAKING HER TUMBLE TO THE OUTSIDE!

ALARA ADAMS: Already off to a very explosive start here in this match The King has now finally made his presence felt in this match with those Knee Strikes to the heads of both Savannah and Kayla as he comes off of the ropes and looks to dive but springs onto the second rope and leaps back with a Crossbody- countered with a Dropkick from Savannah!

KAYDEN ELLIS: These two know one another too well to know what they’ll pull next, and that might be a dangerous advantage that both of them have heading into a match like this, and here comes Kayla- JESUS CHRIST! THAT WAS A LIGHT TUBE TO THE SKULL OF SAVANNAH! AND NOW KAYLA HAS SAVANNAH UP IN THE CRUCIFIX POSITION… TURNBUCKLE CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB! AND FOLLOWED UP WITH THE RELEASE NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!

Kayla returns into the match with a heavy force behind her as she grabs the remaining broken piece of light tube and makes her way over to The King, bringing down the broken end of the light tube and just stabbing down on the forehead of Jason, breaking away the pieces and shards of the light tube as she slams it down more and more and more- but Jason is able to push her away and rolls out of the ring, the blood beginning to pour down the head of the Prime Champion as he desperately tries to pick himself up, but with the blood in his eyes, it’s looking difficult for him. Kayla’s attention is turned to Savannah Sunshine as she walks over and steps on her ankle, holding her down- BEFORE STOMPING DOWN ONTO HER HEAD! Savannah lays there as Kayla takes the light tube and breaks it down into small pieces, looking to fit them into her mouth- KING’S GUILLOTINE! THE SWINGING BACK ELBOW FROM BEHIND RIGHT TO KAYLA’S HEAD ABSOLUTELY ROCKS HER AND DROPS THE SHARDS TO THE MAT! Jason is relentless right now as he grabs those shards that Kayla had, now placing them into her mouth and THE ICONKICK RIGHT TO THE JAW OF KAYLA WITH THE GLASS SHARDS IN HER MOUTH! AND ANOTHER ICONKICK LANDS CLEAN ON THE JAW AS THE BLOOD BEGINS TO POUR FROM HER MOUTH! AND AN ASSASSIN’S BLADE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD DROPS KAYLA AND DROPS THE SHARDS FROM HER MOUTH!

ALARA ADAMS: Jason has just kicked some CTE into the head of Kayla Richards, and there’s a damning look on his face as he crouches down to check on Kayla, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head up to check all of the blood that’s pouring out of her mouth. Kayden, this is absolutely disgusting from the Prime Champion.

KAYDEN ELLIS: One would agree, yes, but this is Jason Long and you know that loud mouth of his. You know that he’s threatened her life one too many times, which in itself is already a disgusting act to pull, but this is just him backing up his words and making Kayla Richards pay for weeks and weeks of blindsided attacks. To him, this is a simple mercy killing on his behalf, and one he thinks he should have done a long time ago at Wired Consequences.

Jason, using his right foot, kicks Kayla out of the ring and leaves her to lay dead on the outside as The King would soon turn his attention to his lover, looking to make a sneak attack but Jason turned around too quickly for her to pounce. The two stare one another down, and the arena has all eyes on the ring, awaiting for these two to attack.

JASON LONG: You know, you should not have come here.

SAVANNAH SUNSHINE: I’m not letting you try and save me out of pity, Jason. It’s a bit too late for it right now. I want you to fight me, like how you’d fight Kayla, or anyone else. Don’t hold back on anything against me, Jason.

JASON LONG: You don’t want that, Sav-

SUPERKICK FROM SAVANNAH! RIGHT ON THE JAW! AND ANOTHER TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! GERMAN SUPLEX! BURST YOUR BUBBLE! THE KING HAS BEEN DROPPED! Savannah quickly rolls to the outside and… she’s got herself some toys inside of a trash can! Tossing the can inside of the ring before reentering herself as she reaches in and pulls out two light tubes- BOTH BEING SMASHED OVER THE HEAD OF THE KING! AND AGAIN WITH THE REMNANTS OF THE LIGHT TUBES! JASON IS DOWN TO BOTH KNEES AS SAVANNAH CHARGES IN AND QUICKLY TIMED THE KNEE TO PLACE A LIGHT TUBE BETWEEN THE KNEE AND JASON’S FACE! Savannah reaches back inside the trash can again and pulls out a pair of handcuffs, walking over to Jason and trapping his arms behind his back with the handcuffs. The Prime Champion has been placed in a very vulnerable position by the Noble Champion as she goes back outside and looks under the ring again… and she’s pulled out a knee brace, one made of Graphene metal, as Savannah replaces her common knee brace with the Graphene-made brace and heads back into the ring. Jason looks to be in trouble as he brings himself up to his knees, the hands behind his back as he pleads for Savannah to free him and to stop this but she doesn’t, rebounding off of the ropes and charging behind JASON WITH THE BOMA-YE KNEE STRIKE THAT KNOCKS HIM OUT! THE KING IS KNOCKED OUT! THAT GRAPHENE-MADE BRACE STRUCK HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! SAVANNAH GOES FOR THE COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE--

KAYLA JUMPS IN AND BREAKS UP THE PIN! JUST BEFORE THE THREE COUNT!

ALARA ADAMS: Kayla Richards isn’t giving up her shot at the championships! She’s not going to allow Savannah to pick up the win here tonight and by brute force, she managed to push herself up to the ring and stop the count!

KAYDEN ELLIS: Absolutely amazing stuff from Kayla, as you can see that mouth of hers still bleeding profusely from the Superkicks from Jason Long to her mouth filled with glass shards of the light tubes, but she’s going to bring a different kind of punishment into this match now with Jason still handcuffed and Savannah all by herself.

Kayla has a handful of Savannah’s hair and just drags her all over the ring before throwing her to the outside as she follows pursuit, the Noble Champion is rocked with a Oblique Kick to the knee and almost buckling her bad knee entirely, Kayla launches herself forward and takes Savannah down with the Rolling Elbow. The Dreamkiller is fired up as she reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a table, and then two, and then a third of tables being set up one by one on the outside. Kayla reaches in again… and she pulls out a Barbed Wire Board from underneath, now placing it down onto the three tables before looking to the top rope and then down at Savannah - who’s adjusting her knee brace and trying to slap some sense into it, trying to give life back into that knee for her to stand - and Kayla’s plan is set as she grabs onto the hair of Savannah and pulls her up onto the arpon, bringing her towards the corner and placing her in position for the Shiranui -- BUT JASON’S BACK IN THIS AND HAS COME TO THE RESCUE OF SAVANNAH! THE KING IS FIGHTING OFF KAYLA AS HE MAKES HIS WAY TO THE OUTSIDE, SMASHING HER HEAD OFF THE TURNBUCKLE HOOK! The blood is pouring down Jason’s chest and down his spine, bleeding from both sides and the look on Kayla’s face is damning as Jason grabs her by the hair and forces her to look up to him, seeing the nasty gash above her eyebrow that could be seven or eight centimetres deep. Jason - standing on the second rope turnbuckle - pulls Kayla up and is ready to lift her up into the Powerbomb position- but Kayla is trying to fight it off and -- OH MY GOD! KAYLA BACKDROPS JASON THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE BOARD AND THE THREE TABLES! ALL THE WAY FROM THE TOP ROPE! THE PRIME CHAMPION IS BEING SLICED OPEN WITH THE BARBED WIRE GOING THROUGH HIS SKIN! BLOOD OF THE CHAMPION IS DRIPPING DOWN ONTO THE FLOOR BELOW HIM!

ALARA ADAMS: The Prime Champion, and the challenger, are being put through hell and by the looks of it, Kayla is looking woozy from the large gash just above her eyebrow but with Savannah inside of the ring, she springboards in and misses with the Knee Strike!

KAYDEN ELLIS: This is exactly what you want to see these lot fight for, pour their blood out for those championships here at ringside and make sure that their names are etched into the history books as the first ever person to hold two singles championships at one time.

With Kayla picking herself up from missing the Springboard Knee Strike, she’s met with a Roundhouse Kick from Savannah, Thrust Kick following up, and a Bicycle Knee attempt was ducked by Kayla as she caught the wrist and ripcords her… ROLLING ELBOW! Right on the jaw and down goes the Queen of Candyland but she’s not giving up yet as she springs back to her feet and connects with the Bicycle Pump Kick to the jaw of Kayla, and the Dreamkiller attempts the Dreamkiller Knee but misses, Savannah pushes her into the ropes as she bounces off of them -- GERMAN SUPLEX SENDS HER RIGHT INTO THE TRASH CAN! Kayla rolls onto her knees- SHINING WIZARD WITH THE GRAPHENE-MADE BRACE! SAVANNAH GOES FOR THE COVER ON KAYLA! THE SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!

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JASON LONG BROKE UP THE PIN! JASON LONG HAS SAVED HIS PRIME CHAMPIONSHIP!

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BUT SAVANNAH! THE NOBLE CHAMPION! SAVANNAH DEADLIFTS JASON INTO THE AIR! BRAINFREEZE! THE SPINNING BRAINBUSTER AND DROPPING HIM RIGHT ON HIS NECK AS SHE GOES FOR THE COVER ON THE PRIME CHAMPION! THE LEGS ARE HOOKED!

ONE!
TWO!
THR-

JASON LONG KICKS OUT! SAVANNAH CAN’T BELIEVE IT! SHE REALLY THOUGHT SHE HAD IT! BUT THE QUEEN OF CANDYLAND WON’T BACK DOWN FROM ANYONE AS SHE BACKS HERSELF INTO THE CORNER, KEEPING HER EYES ON HER LOVER AND CHARGING IN… SPINNING HOOK KICK FROM LONG! BICYCLE KNEE FOLLOWS! ICONKICK SHOOTS… AND MISSES! SAVANNAH WITH THE JAWBREAKER! HER OWN SPINNING HOOK KICK! SHE ATTEMPTS THE KNEE STRIKE BUT BLOCKED BY JASON! PUSHING HER BACK AND JASON’S GOT BARBED WIRE IN HIS HANDS - ICONKICK TO STUN SAVANNAH - AND SHE’S STAGGERING IN THE CENTER OF THE RING AS JASON… HE’S WRAPPING THE BARBED WIRE AROUND HIS KNEE AND LOOKS TO SAVANNAH… CHARGING KNEE STRIKE WITH THE ADDITIONAL BARBED WIRE TO THE HEAD OF SAVANNAH SUNSHINE!

ALARA ADAMS: What happened to Jason saying that he didn’t want to hurt Savannah the way that he’d hurt Kayla? Has something truly snapped in Jason right now?

KAYDEN ELLIS: I have no idea but the end is near and the end is nigh, Alara! This is anyone's game right now!

Jason has himself backed into the corner and lines himself up with Savannah - who’s laid out on her back and completely out of it, blood pouring from the cuts on her forehead from the Barbed Wire Knee from Jason Long - and Jason feels that remorse finally setting in after the sadistic attack on Savannah, crouching down in the corner as he watches Savannah slowly begin to rise.

JASON LONG: Savannah, please stop.

She doesn’t listen - or she can’t hear - as she continues to rise.

JASON LONG: Baby, please stop what you’re doing.

Again, she doesn’t listen to him.

JASON LONG: FOR FUCK SAKE, SAVANNAH, JUST STAY DOWN!

...but she doesn’t, she’s willing to stand up to Jason Long and stare him down as he takes one final deep breath.

JASON LONG: I’m sorry… I love you so much.

ICONKI-- DREAMKILLER!!! SAVANNAH GOT BLINDSIDED WITH THE DREAMKILLER!!! LONG DOESN’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO REACT! JUMPING KNEE STRIKE FROM KAYLA! AND A BICYCLE PUMP KICK THAT KNOCKS JASON DOWN!

KAYLA RICHARDS: Fuck your dreams… fuck your realities… and fuck… you.

KIP UP! ICONKICK! KAYLA STAGGERS! JASON BRINGS HER UP INTO THE ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION! DEUS EX MACHINA!!! DROPPED HER RIGHT DOWN ON HER HEAD! THE HOOK OF THE LEG!

ALARA ADAMS: IT’S ALL OVER! IT’S ALL OVER FOR KAYLA! THE ELECTRIC CHAIR DRIVER DOWN TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!

KAYDEN ELLIS: AND WITH THAT… IT’S A BRAND NEW ERA FOR FALLOUT AND THE NOBLE DIVISION WITH THE COVER!

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!

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KAYLA KICKS OUT! JASON IS IN SHOCK THAT SHE KICKED OUT! Jason brings himself to his feet and the Australian crowd are on their feet as well, Jason’s body covered in dried blood from the front and the back as he looks down onto Kayla’s unconscious body, trapping the left arm in a grounded hammerlock and grabbing the right arm… FALLING BACK AND-

SNAP!!!

ALARA ADAMS: JESUS CHRIST!

A LOUD SNAP IS HEARD WITH THE INVERTED ARMBREAKER TO KAYLA RICHARDS! SHE’S SCREAMING OUT IN PAIN- BUT JASON KEEPS THE HOLD APPLIED!

SNAP!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: OH MY GOD!

ANOTHER SNAP AND DOWN GOES THE ARM ONTO THE KNEE OF JASON LONG! THE KING IS UP AGAIN!...

SNAP!!!

ALARA ADAMS: JASON HAS BECOME UNHINGED!

INVERTED ARMBREAKER FOR A THIRD TIME…

SNAP!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: SOMEONE STOP THIS! SAVANNAH, STOP THIS!

AND NOW A FOURTH TIME…

SNAP!!!

ALARA ADAMS: THE KING WILL BREAK HER ARM IF HE HAS TO!

AND NOW A FIFTH TIME…

SNAP!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: HE CLEARLY DOESN’T GIVE A DAMN, THE SADISTIC BASTARD!

AND A SIXTH TIME! EACH INVERTED ARMBREAKER YOU CAN HEAR THE FUCKING SNAP OF KAYLA RICHARD’S ARM! SHE IS SCREAMING IN AGONY AS JASON SETS HER UP FOR ONE MORE…

SNAP!!!

ALARA ADAMS: JASON IS PUTTING KAYLA RICHARDS THROUGH HELL -- JUST LIKE HE WANTED IT TO BE!

ONE FINAL INVERTED ARMBREAKER TO KAYLA’S RIGHT ARM AND NOW JASON SLIDES OUT TO THE OUTSIDE AND REACHES UNDERNEATH THE RING… PULLING OUT A BED OF LIGHT TUBES AND SLIDING IT INTO THE RING… KAYLA WAS TRYING TO REACH THE ROPES WITH HER BAD ARM BUT-

SNAP!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, JASON! COME ON!

JASON JUST STOMPED DOWN ON THE ELBOW! AND NOW THE KING PICKS HER UP, TRAPPING THE RIGHT ARM WITH A HAMMERLOCK, SPINS HER AROUND… KINGSLAYER!!!! THE ARM TRAPPED SPINNING TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER THROUGH THE BED OF LIGHT TUBES! JASON GOES FOR THE COVER!

ALARA ADAMS: AND THAT...

ONE!

ALARA ADAMS: SEALS...

TWO!

ALARA ADAMS: THE...

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THREE!!!

ALARA ADAMS: DEAAAAALLL!!!!

DING! DING! DING!

“Kingslayer” by Bring Me The Horizon plays out through the arena to a thunderous ovation as The King has claimed another throne to his collection. The blood, sweat, and tears poured into this match has been shown by the carnage surrounding the ring.

CLARA OLSON: Here is your winner... AND THE NEWWWWW PROJECT: HONOR NOBLE CHAMPION... AND YET STIIIILLLLL YOUR PROJECT: HONOR PRIME CHAMPION... THE KING!... JAAAASOONNNNNN LOOOOOONNNNGGGGG!!!!

Jason soon rolls into the corner where he's greeted with both the Project: Honor Prime and Noble Championships, holding both in his hands and heavily breathing from the war to end all wars, and maybe even a career. The King soon turns his attention to the camera closest to him and gets right up into the lens of it.

JASON LONG: Forever I was a king... forever I was the prime example... forever I was the pillar... but now... you may call me The Emperor of Project: Honor. Long Live the fucking Emperor.

Jason rolls out of the ring and begins to head to the back and continue the celebration as The Emperor has now taken the reins of Fallout to himself.









ALARA ADAMS: I understand at this time we are set to hear from Proving Ground superstar and one half of tonight's main event, Mark Hunter.

KAYDEN ELLIS: I don’t exactly hate the bloke, but I pray he doesn’t get the job done tonight, I want that belt held by one of our Fallout crew.

Almost as if on cue, Mark Hunter appears on the titantron for the whole arena to see and hear. Hunter is greeted with a hugely positive response from the crowd.

ALARA ADAMS: No denying his growing popularity with the fan base.

Hunter adjusts the collar of his t-shirt and smiles at the crowd reaction.

MARK HUNTER: I’m going to keep this very short and very sweet… the wrestling business normally sees Mark Hunter because he's the superstar, he’s the star that has never lost one on one in Project Honor. That version is good at what he does. Lance Williams got Markus Lee Huntington because it was fucking personal and it was the right version of me for the job.

Hunter smirks.

MARK HUNTER: Elena and Fallout however will also get what the situation requires... and the situation calls for a darker shade of Mark Hunter... this night needs exactly what I hinted at… tonight you see the version NOBODY walks away from without some serious damage… Tonight I introduce you all to… THE EVIL WITHIN!!!

With that the titantron goes black, almost instantly though The Evil Within emerges on the screen.



Almost as quickly as he appears, he disappears leaving a blank titantron. Half the crowd go silent whilst the other half go ballistic.

ALARA ADAMS: HOLY SHIT…

KAYDEN ELLIS: WHAT THE FU...




The backstage area of Project Honor was as busy as always. Here and there last touches on details, or just staff workers running around like weasels. For a long while she stayed in her place. Leaning against a wall, sipping her coffee that was almost cold by now. Her eyes observing the scene as if she wanted to memorize every little second of it. Not that anything interesting happened, at least not till she spotted a group of people walking around the corner. They were all engaged in some sort of chat, not paying any attention to the world around them.

If you looked at them for a little longer, it was easy to spot that they couldn’t have been more different. One tall and slender, with the brightest red hair one could imagine. Another one, more curvy with long greenish hair. And the last, but definitely not the least, rather petite with dark hair- almost like her own. The only thing that put them together was the way they were dressed. Each of them in dark jeans combined with a shirt, each of them modified, that read “HYDRA”. They all walked towards the same direction, coming to a hold right in front of her.

LARA CHAMBERS: What a wonderful way to get together, Elena DeDraca.

Elena looked at her friend, mentor and family. A certain amount of pride was filling her system.

ELENA DEDRACA: It is the time for new beginnings and rebonding old friendships.

She kept smiling and sipping her coffee, but never once leaving the scenery out of sight. Lara nodded in agreement to those words. Deirde Evans aka Madame Bizarre was simply standing there with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

DEIRDRE EVANS: I know what I owe you, Elena. And I am going to pay my dues.

LARA CHAMBERS: One way or another we all owe something to each other.

It was then that Alexandra Kelly aka the Pixie wanted to say something, but Elena was quicker. With a gentle move she gestured to her friend to give her one more moment.

ELENA DEDRACA: To me it doesn’t matter if you think you owe me something or not, but I am glad that you came. This had been set in motion a long time ago, but the right moment never appeared. But with Mark Hunter letting out his alter ego, yeah another one ladies, I think my fortune telling cookie was right…

ALEXANDRA KELLY: Don’t forget ‘Mercy is for the weak’.

All four girls looked at each other for a moment, then bursted out laughing.

ALEXANDRA KELLY: All jokes aside, I thought the guy had class. Not so much brains, but class. How does he think that bringing out an evil creature will stop someone like you? Hasn’t he paid any attention to who Elena DeDraca is? It needs a bit more than facepaint to get under your skin.

ELENA DEDRACA: To each their own, Pix. I just don’t get it, because it is obviously against the picture he tried to paint as of late. Like how he was going for redemption and becoming a good guy. If that is the plan, why then revive that side of you? I only got one answer for it. Fear. Mark Hunter shit in his pants.

Another small pause before Deirdre began to talk again.

DEIRDRE EVANS: So, what is the plan for tonight? You want us to kick his ass?

Elena looked at her seriously, biting on her bottom lip. Even though the thought was tempting, she shook her head slowly. Almost dramatically.

ELENA DEDRACA: No, darling. That is the last thing I want from you. No one is going to touch Mark Hunter tonight, no one but me. I just want you to be out there, making sure your presence is known. I picked the three of you because of your different talents. But one thing you all have in coming. Undeniable charisma and presence. So, you actually will get paid tonight for standing out there- looking pretty.

The girls looked somewhat disappointed, but none of them did say a word about it. Elena had finished her coffee, throwing the cup carelessly on the floor. She knew it wasn't all too long before she would walk through that curtain. Once again. For the highest prize possible.

ELENA DEDRACA: I am fully aware that the company would like to see Mark Hunter walking out the Legacy champion tonight. I am also a hundred certain most of the roster would like to see that. And I get it. Seriously, I get it. I am not everyone’s darling, nor did I try to be. I am the best damn thing they have in this company. And that is something they can try to deny. As a matter of fact, the Fist of Hydra will strike once more tonight. Bringing back home what should have never left.

Once more her eyes wandered towards the black curtain, spotting one of the coordination dudes. He was looking into her direction, giving her the well known sign. Elena took a deep breath, rolling her neck several times before setting herself in motion. Without needing an extra invitation the girls began to follow, walking only inches behind her.

ELENA DEDRACA: As we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, HYDRA fears no man.





Hell On Earth
June 20th, 2021
Legacy Championship #1 Contender Match
Elena DeDraca vs Pixie Sloane

As Pixie approached to grab her head, Elena swept her leg out from under her. Pixie hit the mat before DeDraca scooped her up into a spiked Revelation Cradle DDT!!! Pixie Sloane landed in a heap before Elena rolled into another cover.

TREY BOOKER: JESUS!

J.T. PRICE: OH MY GOD!!!!!!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THREE!!! ELENA DEDRACA WINS!!!!

DING! DING! DING!

HOLLY PEREZ: The winner and new Legacy Championship number one contender... ELENA DEDRACA!!!

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Proving Ground XVIII: With Friends Like These
July 2nd, 2021
Hell In A Cell Match
Mark Hunter vs Lance Williams


With such mass and force behind the charge, even the steel cell cannot hold and Lance bursts through the wall and onto the floor. It’s clear he’s been dazed by the move as he gets back to his feet, which Marcus is quick to take advantage of, grabbing him in a cradle position and lifting his feet off the ground for The Mercy Killer! The piledriver sends Lance’s skull down to the steel fencing on the concrete floor, and as his body slumps, it’s all Marcus can do to lay an arm over his chest for the cover…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

HOLLY PEREZ: Your winner of the match, and advancing to Gold, Guts, and Glory for a shot at The Project: Honor Legacy Title...MARCUS HUNTINGTON!!!

TREY BOOKER: My god, what a match! Marcus Huntington has avenged his family and now Mark Hunter will face Elena DeDraca at Fallout’s next Pay Per View!

CLARA OLSON: This is our MAIN EVENT… It’s a LEGACY TITLE MATCH… Introducing first… Weighing in at one hundred and thirty five pounds… She is The British Raven; Fist of Hydra; Gothmother of Wrestling… ELLLEEENNNAAA DEEEDDDRRRAAACCCAAA!!!

♫
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. Elena is joined by Lara Chambers, Deirdre Evans, and Alexandra Kelly aka Pixie who are all dressed in black.

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 with The Army of Hydra following close behind her.

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. That is when The Army of Hydra walks around to the side of the ring to observe. 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 as The Army of Hydra watches on closely and then she confidently stares daggers down the entranceway, awaiting her opponent.

CLARA OLSON: And her opponent… Weighing in at two hundred and eleven pounds…

Before Clara Olson can continue...

The arena goes completely dark yet you can almost feel the intensity in the air. Suddenly on the titantron the following image begins flashing, at the same time “Monsters” by Shinedown hits the speakers.



ALARA ADAMS: This crowd is going mental right now.

KAYDEN ELLIS: They don’t even know what The Evil Within is but they’ve decided they like it.

The song hits the chorus and the light lifts, The Evil Within is standing on the stage with his back to the crowd. The crowd pop huge again as The Evil Within completes a slow turn to face them, after surveying the arena and his surroundings he begins the walk toward the ring.

The Evil Within’s expression is almost impossible to read through the face paint, however his demeanor appears controlled and cold. Upon reaching the ring he climbs the steps before entering between the middle and top rope. He makes his way over to the furthest turnbuckle and climbs it, he doesn’t pose for the crowd, he just continues to take in the scene as the crowd reacts.

ALARA ADAMS: This crowd reaction is by far the loudest positive noise I’ve heard in a long time.

The Evil Within drops down from the turnbuckle as the music begins to fade away.

DING! DING! DING!

The Evil Within is down on his knees, his eyes still closed as the match begins. Elena DeDraca is weary as to what to do as The Army of Hydra. Lara Chambers, Deirdre Evans, and Alexandra Kelly who were dressed all in black looked confused. The Evil Within still hasn’t moved as Elena runs at The Evil Within going for a Shining Wizard but surprisingly, he manages to fall backwards onto his back from the kneeling position from which he kips up to his feet. Elena turns around to be met by The Evil Within with a sickening smirk on his face. Much to his surprise though, Elena responds with a smirk of her own as they meet in the centre of the ring. The Evil Within tries to take Elena DeDraca down with a Suplex but Elena has other ideas as she lands on her feet behind him. Elena then takes The Evil Within down with a German Suplex dropping him right on his head as she did.

KAYDEN ELLIS: JESUS CHRIST!

Elena is up to her feet as she signals to The Army of Hydra to pass her the bag they had in their hands. Elena takes the bag from Lara Chambers as they both trade a grin before Elena walks to the middle of the ring. She then tips the bag upside down as the whole bag's contents of thumbtacks hits the mat in the middle of the ring.

ALARA ADAMS: Like music to this girl’s ears. You ever hear someone say they could fall asleep to the pitter-patter of raindrops? That's how I feel when I hear thumbtacks hit the mat. It’s soothing.

KAYDEN ELLIS: You are one twisted girl.



The grin on Elena’s face was almost as scary as the one on The Evil Within’s face earlier. The Evil Within, as soon as he heard the thumbtacks hit the mat, was back to his feet. His head tilted to the side as he looked down at them with a sick look in his eyes with whatever he had in mind. The Evil Within grabs hold of Elena DeDraca and takes her down with a Reverse DDT. Once back up on his feet, he walks over to the thumbtacks and picks a few of them up and throws them into his mouth. As The Evil Within chews on the thumbtacks he starts to smirk sadistically as blood starts to run from his mouth.

KAYDEN ELLIS: That is not doing favors for his teeth!

ALARA ADAMS: But it’s sure as fuck doing favors for me.

Finally back to her feet, Elena DeDraca was met with The Evil Within turning around and spitting the three thumbtacks he was chewing on at her. This really made Elena lose her shit as takes The Evil Within down with GSTQ, God Save The Queen (Front Dropkick) taking The Evil Within down and sending him back first onto the thumbtacks. Much to Elena’s surprise and everyones watching, The Evil Within kips up to his feet, blood still trickling from his mouth and now was trickling down his back too. The shock on Elena’s face was soon replaced by a snarl as she looked at The Evil Within who seemed to be possessed by some spirit. Elena is the one to react first and hits The Evil Within with a Diamond Cutter sending his body into what remaining thumbtacks that were left on the mat. Elena wasn’t finished there either as she gets to her feet and doesn’t hit The Evil Within with just one Elbow Drop to the back but three. The Evil Within was showing signs now of a little discomfort as Elena got to her feet.

KAYDEN ELLIS: It’s like he is wearing a chainmail vest.

The Evil Within is already trying to get to his feet with the help on the ropes. Elena watches as he gets to his feet only to Chopblock The Evil Within’s leg out from underneath him sending him back down to the mat. Elena doesn’t give The Evil Within anytime to recover as she straight away locks in a Sharpshooter on him. The Evil Within reaches for the ropes holding onto them but he obviously has forgotten that this is a match on Fallout and not Proving Ground. Elena keeps the Sharpshooter looked in until The Evil Within manages to pull himself out of the ring forcing Elena to eventually release the Sharpshooter. The Evil Within is to his feet barely and is using the barricade to keep himself upright. The Army of Hydra looks on and as The Evil Within notices they’re so he flips them two middle fingers before laughing like a psycho.

ALARA ADAMS: Mark Hunter is showing me a whole new side to him here and I LOVE it.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Not Mark Hunter...The Evil Within.

ALARA ADAMS: Well he can be within m-

KAYDEN ELLIS: OOOOOO-KAY!

As Elena gets out of the ring, The Evil Within waits until she gets closer and drops down rolling past her, jumps up onto the apron and flies off connecting beautifully with a Flying Clothesline as Elena turns around. The Evil Within is back to his feet and helps Elena up to her feet like the gentleman he was of course. As they’re walking towards the ring, The Evil Within believed he had a firm enough grip but he was mistaken as Elena pulled him down sending his jaw crashing onto the edge of the ring apron. The Evil Within was on his knees, with his head still resting on the ring apron as Elena got up onto the ring apron. Elena DeDraca clearly has some evil within her as she backs up with that evil glint in her eye. Elena runs along the ring apron and connects with Flight Of The Raven (Curb Stomp) sending The Evil Within’s jaw crashing into the ring apron. The Evil Within falls to the floor holding his jaw that surely has to be dislocated after that perfect Flight Of The Raven (Curb Stomp) to the apron.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Not sure how much more either of these two can take.

Elena DeDraca gets into the ring and backs up as she admires her handy work as The Evil Within starts to crawl towards the barricade. Finally The Evil Within is up to a seating position as he stares directly at Elena DeDraca. His jaw is clear for all to see now that it’s dislocated but The Evil Within doesn’t seem at all worried about it as he starts laughing. What he does next sends chills down the spines of everyone as the sound of him putting his jaw back in place rings out. After that initial shock to his system of doing it, he once again laughs before jumping up to his feet and running to the ring and slides in the ring. As The Evil Within does slide in, as soon as he was up to his feet he was taken back down by a Superkick that went crashing into his jaw. It’s now Elena who starts to laugh a little before locking in a Crossface on The Evil Within who tries to wriggle free but he doesn’t manage it. Elena is putting every bit of strength she has into keeping the Crossface locked in as The Evil Within looks like he is going to tapout, only he stops his hand inches from the mat. The Evil Within then side eyes Elena before somehow rolling Elena into some weird looking pin maneuver.

ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT BY ELENA DEDRACA!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: A near fall and The Evil Within almost walks away with the Legacy Championship.

The Evil Within rolls out of the ring and starts to look for something underneath the ring and actually ends up disappearing underneath it before Mark Hunter starts to crawl out from there. Only the shock on Mark Hunter’s face when it’s as if he is pulled under the ring again only to reappear from under the ring as The Evil Within again with a Kendo Stick in hand. During this mayhem, Elena DeDraca had managed to get back up to her feet and looked somewhat confused, but unimpressed too, by it. The Evil Within gets into the ring still with the Kendo stick in hand as he twirls it around as he walks around Elena as if he was just playing mind games with her. Elena DeDraca is the one who ends up making the first move and even slides under the swing attempt to her midsection from The Evil Within with the Kendo stick. Only The Evil Within surprises everyone even more with how quick his reflexes were to turn around on the spot and swing down at Elena who was on the floor. Elena is quick too as she rolls out of the way and keeps rolling until she is on the outside of the ring.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Some super-human abilities going on here.

ALARA ADAMS: …

KAYDEN ELLIS: Anything to add?

ALARA ADAMS: Sorry, I’m just so lost in this match.

The Evil Within stands in the ring, thumbtacks still stuck in his stomach and back and the evidence of blood still showing. He backs away as if he was allowing Elena to get back in the ring but she reaches under the ring grabbing her weapon of choice, a Barbed Wire Baseball Bat. She then gets back into the ring and stands there exchanging looks with The Evil Within who although has been through a lot of hurt doesn’t seem too bothered at all. This time it is The Evil Within who makes the first move as he swings the Kendo stick at Elena. Elena just simple side steps the attempt and hits The Evil Within on the back with the Barbed Wire Baseball Bat and being even more brutal dragging it down the back of The Evil Within after it made contact. This caused parts of The Evil Within’s skin from his back to still be on the Barbed Wire Baseball Bat as he dropped to his knees releasing the Kendo stick from his grasp. The blood running down the back of The Evil Within now was like someone had just turned a tap on. Elena wasn’t finished though as she hits The Evil Within again with the Barbed Wire Baseball Bat across his back. This time The Evil Within falls face first down to the mat as Elena tosses the Barbed Wire Baseball Bat out of the ring.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Fuck this is brutal. This is far worse than his last Fallout experience at the Purge Match.

The Kendo stick was still in the ring as Elena picks it up and uses it as she applied a Camel Clutch to The Evil Within. Only Elena is using the Kendo stick around the throat of The Evil Within as she leans back as far as she can, applying as much pressure as she can. The ref looks on checking the state of The Evil Within but he just growls at the ref who steps back leaving Elena DeDraca to it. As Elena this time leans forward to adjust herself and lean back again, The Evil Within manages to use her momentum. As Elena leans back, The Evil Within manages to fall backwards sending Elena backwards to the mat. Only now Elena had The Evil Within in a Rear Naked Choke as she made sure to keep her shoulders off the mat. The Evil Within had other plans though as he managed to flip over again, this time sliding through the ropes. As The Evil Within did this, he somehow managed to grab Elena’s legs and pull her through. Elena ended up stuck within the ropes as the Kendo stick ended up on the outside of the ring.

ALARA ADAMS: TAKE HER OUT!!! COME ON!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: Calm down there, Alara. You’re looking a little thirsty.

The Evil Within gets to his feet but isn’t too steady on them with the mixture of the blood loss and pain he’d received. Standing there for a few seconds, he could see that Elena was tangled in the ropes so jumps up onto the apron beside her. The Evil Within kicks Elena in the midsection over and over again to the point you lose count. With Elena still stuck in the ropes, The Evil Within jumps over the ropes and hits a Leg Drop to the back of the neck of Elena DeDraca. This causes the front of Elena’s neck to be crushed against the ropes as The Evil Within gets to his feet. The Evil Within follows this up by dragging Elena through the ropes and back into the ring. Elena is gasping for air as the ref tries to check on her, The Evil Within once again looks at him and growls causing the ref to back away. Now that The Evil Within has got the ref to back away he gets Elena to her feet although she’s not on her feet long. The Evil Within takes her down with The Antidote (Twist Of Fate) and goes for a pin only for Elena to instantly reverse it into a Crucifix Pin on The Evil Within.

ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT BY THE EVIL WITHIN!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: Elena almost earning back that Legacy Title. Both of them giving it everything in the tank.

The Evil Within and Elena DeDraca both back up to opposite corners of the ring. Both of them sit up as they sit in the opposite corners with their backs resting against the turnbuckle. They both keep their eyes locked on one another as with the aid of the ropes they both get to their feet. Once they were both back on their feet they exchange a smile before managing to get energy from somewhere to run at each other that ends up with them both on the floor as they both attempt a Clothesline. Instantly both are back to their feet as they trade punches in the centre of the ring. You can see the war words more on The Evil Within but Elena DeDraca definitely had war wounds of her own. Elena DeDraca eventually takes The Evil Within down with a Double Underhook Suplex. Not to be outdone though, The Evil Within is straight to his feet and takes Elena down with a T-Bone Suplex. Elena is back to her feet already and this time takes The Evil Within down with a Roundhouse Kick. This time Elena follows it up with a Running Knee Strike to the side of The Evil Within’s temple as he only managed to get up to one knee this time before she hit him with the Running Knee Strike. Elena goes for a pin but The Evil Within has other ideas as he grabs her and starts rolling her around the ring before eventually finishing it with a Schoolboy Roll Up Pin.

ONE…
TW…
KICKOUT BY ELENA DEDRACA!!!

ALARA ADAMS: FUCK!

Elena DeDraca is the first one to get to their feet and grabs hold of The Evil Within, getting him to his feet. She turns him around and digs her nails into his back and scratches down with her black painted fingernails. As Elena did this, her black nails started to get covered in blood as The Evil Within’s face screwed up a little as the nails were dug in deep. Once she is done, The Evil Within falls to his knees as Elena smirks as she shakes loose skin from The Evil Within's back she had under them. Elena then follows it up by hitting The Evil Within with a DDT from the kneeling position he was in and goes for another pin.

ONE…
TWO…
TH…
KICKOUT JUST IN TIME BY THE EVIL WITHIN!!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: These pinfalls getting closer and closer!

Elena DeDraca is back up to her feet, she looks down at The Evil Within wondering what it was going to take to keep him down. As he was starting to get up, Elena hit The Evil Within with another Flight Of The Raven (Curb Stomp) but wasn’t done there. Elena grabs hold of The Evil Within in the Surfboard position and pulls him up only to drop him with a Curb Stomp again and again. When Elena was eventually done Curb Stomping The Evil Within’s skull into the mat she let go of him as he fell to the mat. The ring looked like a Goddamn satanic ritual was going on rather than a wrestling match, the ring was covered in nothing but skin and blood. In one final attempt, Elena drops down and wraps herself around the back of the fallen The Evil Within.

KAYDEN ELLIS: THE OCTOPUS HOLD!!! ELENA HAS LOCKED IN THE FIST OF HYDRA!!!

ALARA ADAMS: I’m sure she can’t the full pressure on him, since they aren’t standing, but that’s still a vicious hold…

The ref drops down and begins to check on The Evil Within. Lifting one arm in the air...the ref drops it only to watch it hit the mat.

ONE!

ALARA ADAMS: Come on! NOT LIKE THIS!!!!

The rep picks up his arm again, dropping it. It hits the mat.

TWO!!

KAYDEN ELLIS: The Evil Within’s eyes are shut and he looks like he is barely breathing…

The ref picks up The Evil Within’s arm one more time and drops it...the sound of it hitting the mat echoes through the silent Rod Laver Arena.

THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

ALARA ADAMS: No!

The ref taps Elena’s arm, asking her to release the hold as she instinctively is still holding onto it.

CLARA OLSON: Ladies and gentlemen...your winner by way of knockout...AND NEW LEGACY CHAMPION...ELENA DeeeeeeDRRAAAACCAAAA!!!

The fans pop as the ref helps Elena to her feet and medical personnel come running down to the ring to check on The Evil Within.

KAYDEN ELLIS: That was one hell of a beating The Evil Within took. Honestly, I know a large number of people would have given up FAR FAR before this moment. And in the end, he didn’t tap out or get pinned...it took everything and the kitchen sink to knock him out, for Elena to gain the victory.

The ref hands Elena the Legacy Championship, marking her as the first Project: Honor wrestler to hold the same belt twice. She raises the Championship Title into the air with a smile on her blood covered face.

ALARA ADAMS: Welp...what a match. I’m spent.

KAYDEN ELLIS: That was one hell of a pay-per-view. And the next one is Night of Honor, which should be fun.

ALARA ADAMS: Well, from the Rod Laver Arena...we will see you ALL in two weeks, when Fallout presents it’s tenth episode...a special Dead By Daylight themed event. I’m Alara Adams…

KAYDEN ELLIS: And I’m Kayden Ellis! Thank you for being here with us tonight. We will see you at the next Fallout!

The camera zooms in on Elena as she slowly walks up the entrance ramp with the Legacy Championship Title in her hand. The rest of her Hydra crew, Lara Chambers, Alexandra Kelly, and Deirdre Evans, all waiting for her at the top of the ramp...clapping their hands for the new Legacy Champ.





After The Show…
Parking Lot

The crowd has long left and everyone has started to pack their stuff up for the evening. We see Kayden Ellis leave the building, a black bookbag tossed over his shoulder. He takes a few steps before looking up to see Fallout General Manager Christian DeMarco, Assistant General Manager Arik Holt, and a couple of local Police Officers, standing behind his car.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Hey guys...um...what’s up?

He stops walking about a foot in front of them. DeMarco looks at Holt without saying a word to Kayden.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Are you sure about this, Arik?

Arik solemnly shakes his head ‘yes’, before DeMarco looks back up at Kayden.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Kayden, buddy. You and I have a history together. Friends in New Jersey...we helped each other when your sister was killed...I even got you a job here at Project: Honor when I became General Manager of Fallout. But, you understand that I have a business to run. I can’[t have crazies running around this place, fucking things up. Right?

KAYDEN ELLIS: I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Christian.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: This whole bit. You chased away Kasey Winterborn. You’ve injured multiple people. And now Lord knows what you have planned for Savannah and Jason.

Kayden looks at DeMarco, a confused look on his face

KAYDEN ELLIS: I’m still not follo-HEY!!!

Before Kayden could finish, the Police Officers took his bag and placed it on the trunk of his car. Arik walked up to the bag, unzipped it, and reached inside. DeMarco’s head dropped as Arik pulled out a red purge mask.

KAYDEN ELLIS: Wait…what?

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: Kayden, buddy...I’m sorry. You leave me no choice.

KAYDEN ELLIS: That...that isn’t mine! I swear to GOD that isn’t mine!!!

The Officers pull Kayden’s arms behind his back and slap some handcuffs on him. Kayden continues to claim his innocence as DeMarco turns to Arik. Arik mouths the words “I’m sorry”.

CHRISTIAN DeMARCO: It’s okay, man. Yeah, he was my best friend. But it appears he had other intentions. So right now...it’s you and me versus the World, kid. Let’s go grab a pint here. You think they carry Fosters?

DeMarco puts his arm over Holt’s shoulders and leads him away from the scene.

Fade out to the Project: Honor logo.