CONFLICT: SEATTLE - 04/27/2019

[Robert Daniels]

Seattle Pro Wrestling Presents

SATURDAY - 04/27/2019
KEY ARENA - SEATTLE, WASHINGTON

CONFLICT IS LIVE FROM SEATTLE, WASHINGTON INSIDE THE KEY ARENA...THE HOME OF SEATTLE PRO WRESTLING!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Welcome Everyone to CONFLICT!

[b{CHARLES HUDSON[/b]: Before we get started with tonight’s first match let’s take a look at what happened earlier.

EARLIER TODAY...
We cut backstage as Olivia Constantine is freaking out in front of Chris Constantine Jr. Chris does his best to calm her down but Olivia’s high pitch voice is making it difficult for him to get anything out.

OLIVIA CONSTANTINE: Calm! How can I stay calm, Chris! We’re in a Tag Team match tonight! I’m not a wrestler! You said you were going to talk to Robb! You said you were going to get me out of this match! I don’t deserve to be in this match, Chrissy Poo!

CHRIS CONSTANTINE JR.: Honey! Honey! Honey! Calm down! I don’t need you freaking out right now. I need you to stay calm and listen to me, alright? I have a plan but for this plan to work out I need you to be focused and stay with me. You won’t step in the ring and no one will touch you. I promise Olivia, no one is going to hurt you.

OLIVIA CONSTANTINE: Really?

CHRIS CONSTANTINE JR.: Really! Now go get yourself cleaned up. Your makeup is running and I want you to be beautiful tonight.

Olivia wipes away some tears from her eyes before standing on her toes and planting a kiss on Chris’s cheek. The camera pans back as Olivia walks away and Chris looks on with a concerned look on his face.

CHRIS CONSTANTINE JR.: Yeeeeaaaah, sorry honey but we’re ed. Don’t think I’ll be able to weasel our way out of this one. , if you’re listening, I know I’m not one of your favorites but help us out. If not for me then for her. Thanks.

Chris combs his hand through his hair as he walks off set.

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TAG TEAM
GRUDGE MATCH
★★★ CHRIS CONSTANTINE JR. ★★★
&
★★★ OLIVIA CONSTANTINE ★★★
vs
★★★ ARMY OF DARKNESS ★★★
[EDDY POE & DONA ROTTEN]

The bell rings, and Olivia Constantine removes herself from the ring apron. Meanwhile Dona, and Eddy talk strategy, finally deciding Poe will start out as the legal man. Eddy stares Chris down, but Chris employs stall tactics, obviously trying to enrage Eddy. Finally having had enough, Eddy rushes at Chris, who was ready with a closed fist, he swings purposefully into the side of Eddy's skull. The Slasher staggers away, at which point Chris leaves his feet, planting both feet into his opponent's back dropping him to the floor. Trying to end things quickly, Constantine makes the quick cover, but the ref barely manages to squeak out a one, before Poe powers his shoulder off of the mat.

Chris gets Eddy in a wrist lock and yells at Eddy to tap out. Eddy easily reverses the wrist lock and puts Chris in a wrist lock of his own now. Chris tries to reverse out of it but Chris isn’t able to as Eddy keeps the pressure on. Chris tells the ref to let him get out of the hold since it’s only fare since Eddy got out of his wrist lock. The ref and Eddy look at him with a stupefied look on their faces. Chris stomps the foot of Eddy who breaks the hold. Chris quickly puts Eddy in a side headlock and yells at Eddy to tap out. Eddy maneuvers Chris to the ropes and tries to push Chris off, but Chris keeps the hold on tight as Chris goes to a knee and wrenches the headlock on tighter. Chris yells at the ref that Eddy said that he quit but the ref doesn’t buy it as the ref checks on Eddy.

Chris let's go of the hold and stomps the back of Eddy’s back before before picking him up and holds his arms behind his back as he pushes Eddy towards Olivia. Chris yells at Olivia to slap Eddy in the face, which Olivia obliges. Olivia is proud of herself as she jumps up and down and claps her hands. Eddy out powers Chris and breaks free as he elbows Chris in the face. Chris stumbles back as Eddy pays attention to Olivia who stops celebrating and looks at Eddy with terror. Eddy gives a sinister grin as he grabs Olivia by the hair. Olivia screams in terror as Eddy tries to bring Olivia inside the ring, but Chris interferes as he kicks Eddy in the back of the leg so hard that Eddy falls to the mat. Chris doesn’t let up as he grabs the leg and gives it a few kicks before dropping an elbow onto the leg. Chris tries to apply pressure on the leg but Eddy connects with a closed fist that sends Chris to the mat.

Chris is down and Olivia isn’t happy about what has just happened. She screams at the ref and gets his attention. Eddy ignores Olivia and goes back to the attack on Chris as he grabs him by the head and tries to bring him up, but Chris pokes him in the eye and tosses him out of the ring. Eddy leans against the barricade and holds his eye as Chris looks like he’s about to fly! Chris comes running off the ropes and looks like he’s about to jump over the top rope but stops and laughs at the crowd before giving a cheap right hook to Dona who doesn’t see it coming. This enrages Eddy as he comes sliding into the ring and spears him almost out of his boots.

Eddy Poe holds Chris Constantine by the ropes, laughing maniacally as he gives Constantine a double fishhook. The ref counts to three before Eddy brakes the illegal hold. Eddy leans over to kiss Dona Rotten, which the ref counts as a tag. Eddy holds Chris Constantine up, Dona getting in the ring and hitting him with a dropkick while Eddy holds him for a Russian leg sweep, combining the two moves. Dona runs to the ropes to hit her Chainsaw kick, but is tripped by Olivia, who then runs from the ring to avoid Dona’s wrath. Before Dona is able to chase her, Constantine catches Dona with an impressive high arching german suplex with a bridge for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Grabbing Dona by the hair, Chris yells at Olivia to stick her boot up so he can ram Dona’s head into it. Olivia tries to lift her foot up.....but she’s not flexible enough to do so. Chris rolls his eyes as he tries to think of what else to do. He takes to much time as Dona elbows him right into the rib. Dona tries to run towards the rope but Chris grabs her hair and slams her down to the mat. The ref warns Chris about grabbing the hair but Chris ignores it as he falls down and hits Dona with a fist drop to her head.

Constantine is looking winded, the two on one was looking like it might be too much. Dona, poised in the corner, ready to strike, fails to take notice of Olivia who reaches under the bottom rope and pulls her leg from under her. Chris Jr. smirks, he had her right where she wanted her, it was an act on his part, and Dona took the bait. He moves quickly in and wraps up her legs, Red White and Tap Out was locked in, but the ref gets distracted, as he eyes Eddy Poe giving chase to Olivia Constantine just a few short feet away. Dona begins tapping, but the ref isn't in position to see it. Chris breaks the hold, and begins to celebrate thinking he'd just won the match up. Dona, thinking in her feet, goes for a quick rollup as the ref slides into position. One, two, but NO Chris manages to kick out, and the match continues.

Chris quickly gets up and lifts Dona to the nearby turnbuckle and slams her into it. Chris lays in some stiff chops to the chest of Dona before grabbing her by the hair and brings her to the center of the ring. Chris picks Dona up and hits her with a backbreaker across Chris’s knee. Chris goes for the cover but only gets a two. Chris immediately goes for another pin attempt but it’s another two count. Chris goes for yet another pin attempt but only gets another two. Chris raises his hand and yells at the ref that he’s pinned her for a six count and that’s two three counts. Double the victory! But the ref isn’t buying it, and neither is Dona as she slaps Chris on the chest, followed by a kick to Chris’s face.

Dona has the exhausted and desperate NVR Rise champion in a bridging Fujiwara armbar in the middle of the ring. Eddy and Olivia yelling at opposite sides of the ring. Chris rolls out of the hold and jams a thumb in Dona’s eye. Both Chris and Dona crawl over to their teams corner, Dona to tag in Eddy, Chris attempting to roll out of the ring. Dona gives Eddy a deep kiss as their tag, Eddy climbing off the apron to go chase after Chris Constantine. Dona rushes across the ring, seemingly to attack Olivia, causing the ref to get between the wives. Eddy meets Chris on the opposite end of the ring, and spits the deadly green mist in face, before kicking him in the stomach, lifting him up, and bringing him down for a nasty package Piledriver. The ref runs back over to count the pin, only for Olivia to pull Chris out of the ring. Olivia holds up her exhausted man, trying to motivate him to finish this grueling battle. Dona comes to Eddy, and whispers something in his ear. Eddy lifts her up in the bridal position and gives her another deep kiss, and then rushes over to toss her over the top rope and onto the Constantines. Donna rolls Chris back into the ring and tags in Eddy. Eddy comes running towards Constantine, but Chris sees it coming and hits him with a powerslam.

Both Eddy Poe, and Chris Constantine Jr. lay prone on the mat. Their wives screaming for them to get up, as the officials count draws on, both men crawl for their respective corners, Eddy to Dona, and Chris to nothing, seemingly out of instinct. Eddy manages to make the hot tag to Dona right as the ref was about to declare a no contest, and Dona comes in like a ball of fire. She rushes Chris, and drags him to the middle of the ring, where she mounts his chest, and begins raining blows down into his face. Constantine does his best to cover up, but a few blows manage to get through. Eventually thenref drags Dona off, and backs her into the corner, lecturing her about closed fists. Olivia takes the opportunity to slide a pair of brass knuckles into Chris who grabs them and pulls himself up to a stand, via the ring ropes. Dona blows past the ref, and is caught flush in the jaw by Chris who spins, and slams a brass knuckle covered fist into her. Dona drops like a lead balloon, and Chris falls onto of her, sliding the knuckles out of the ring where Olivia picks it up and places it in her tights. The ref slides in to make the count. One, Two, Thr...NO Eddy Poe just does manages to make it into the ring, and break up the count. Eddy drags Dona to his corner and quickly tags himself in.

Eddy looks for a closeline but Chris moves out of the way and gets on Eddy Poe’s back with a backpack sleeperhold locked in. Eddy goes down to one knee, Dona and Olivia both screaming at their husbands to take the upper hand. Eddy gets back to his knee, and backs up into the turnbuckle by Olivia, squashing Chris between the ropes and himself. Ed goes down to his knees and the ref checks on him. While the ref is distracted, Chris reaches into his tights and grabs the brass knuckles, handing them to Olivia. Eddy gets back up and turns around, running in for a corner splash but Chris gets out of the way at the last second. As Eddy reels from the missed splash, Olivia punches him in the face with the brass knuckles. She quickly disposes of the foreign object as Chris goes for the roll up for 1...2...NEARFALL!

With both men out and exhausted, Chris and Eddy slowly make their way to their corner to tag in their partner. Chris is the first to tag in Olivia who’s chomping at the bit to get some action in on a downed Eddy. Olivia tries to grab Eddy by the feet but Eddy gets the Tag to Dona. Donna steps into the ring and gets in Olivia's face and screams at her. Olivia screams in terror and quickly runs back to Chris, who hasn’t even made it to the apron yet, and tags him in. She quickly exits the ring and runs up the ramp and to the back of the arena. All Chris can do is rest his head on the bottom rope and watch his wife run away in terror.

Chris is to exhausted that he doesn’t know that Eddy and Dona are right behind him ready to strike. As he turns he quickly realizes that he’s outnumbered and too exhausted to fight the two of them. Falling to his knees Chris begs the two of them for forgiveness. Eddy doesn’t buy into it as he kicks Chris in the stomach. Lifting Constantine up, Eddy hits Chris with a Package Pile Driver. But it’s not over yet as Donna picks Chris up and hits him with the Punk-Plex Release Half Nelson Suplex. Donna quickly goes for the cover as Eddy places his hands on the back of Dona for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winners by pin fall the team of DONA...ROTTEN AND EDDY—POE!

CHARLES HUDSON:  No surprise here Lou.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  For this of you noticing the remarkable resemble between Olivia Constantine and our backstage interviewer Samantha Kinsley then your suspicions are correct. Yes, they are twin sisters and neither of them are in-ring talents.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Chris Constantine Jr. was outnumbered here in the end and it’s just not a fair situation. He’s the NVR Wrestling RIZE Champion for good reason and that’s his one on one skills.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  We’ve just witnessed an impressive victory by Eddy Poe and his wife Dona Rotten. After the next commercial break we’ll see Ricki Wilde face off against Trixie in a Qualifiers Match for the NVR Women’s Championship!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
The cameras cut to Dom Harter, dressed in his ring attire - the leather jacket with the crow emblazoned on the back, along with his name, is complemented by his decorated black pants and matching boots. His ‘Tenacious Wrecking Crew’ t-shirt with the jagged red writing is clearly visible beneath the jacket as he walks down the corridor In one of the doors there’s Trixie currently stretching, getting herself ready mentally and physically for her upcoming contender’s match.

Trixie is dressed in her denim waistcoat she keeps open to unveil the black one piece with decorative floral designs chasing up her shoulders. Her knee high boots feature her nickname, The Prime Girl, in thin but bolded letters. Her hair remains loose, full of volume with just a hint of pink in a select few strands, not taking away any focus of her blonde head of hair.

DOM HARTER: Honey! I didn’t know you worked here…

TRIXIE: What?

She turns around to see Dom and slightly rolls her eyes. That trademark crooked grin plastered on his face giving away the joke as he gives her the once over with his eyes.

TRIXIE: Very funny.

DOM HARTER: Bygones!

TRIXIE: Well, welcome to Seattle Pro. This place has been around for a while, and there’s lots of opportunities to have.

DOM HARTER: Maybe, but we’re only here for one thing...

ANNIE ZELLOR: The Seattle Pro Tag Team Championships!

The voice can be heard before Annie Zellor slides into view. She stands in front of her fiancé, also dressed ready for action in her jean shorts and sleeveless ‘TWC’ t-shirt. Her long, brown hair tied back in a high ponytail, but Annie still wears that roguish smile that one has come to expect from her in recent years. Dom rests his arms across her shoulders, giving Annie a quick kiss on the top of the head as he does so.

DOM HARTER: Open challenges: love ‘em! It gives us that chance to walk in and get what we want without any of that...fuss. And the chance to once again wear some tag titles around our waists.

Trixie can’t help herself but chime in.

TRIXIE: I’ve managed to win those titles, and I know from experience it’s no easy feat.

DOM HARTER: Oh, we know. It wasn’t easy when I became a tag champion in FGA, SCW, the UWL, SCCW, or HKW…

ANNIE ZELLOR: Or when--

Dom covers her mouth with his hand, prompting Annie to glare up at him, if only for a brief moment.

DOM HARTER: Don’t get her started on the tag titles she’s won, or we’ll never make it to the ring in time. But, Idolution reckon they’re one of the best tag teams in wrestling today...

Trixie’s eyebrow raises as she turns to Annie with a look of respect, quite impressed at Zellor having racked up ten tag title reigns already during her career. But the Seattle Pro wrestler continues doing her stretches as, again, Harter can be seen almost staring at the athletic figure before him.

ANNIE ZELLOR: And, y’know as much as I love AJ, we’re gonna have to prove them wrong tonight. ‘Cause that’s what the Tenacious Wrecking Crew do!

Annie throws up the devil horns on her right hand, giving a hint of #grrface with that wink and curled up top lip as she does so. Trixie gives the pair a nod and a smile as she’s caught up in their excitement and energy.

TRIXIE: I’m sure you both will do great out there. You seem to have really great chemistry which me and Manny had, and totally was why we won the Seattle tag titles. But now I’m looking to win that single’s title if I can beat out Ricki Wilde for the contendership.

DOM HARTER: Then you can join us for some celebratory drinks later!

Which makes Trixie clap her hands to try and hide her excited smile.

TRIXIE: I’d love that! You sure?

Dom nods his head in agreement as his eyes glance over Trixie’s body. Or they do, until he gets an elbow in the ribs. Annie smiles sweetly as her fiancée coughs once, looking towards Trixie with that saccharine grin on her face.

ANNIE ZELLOR: We’d love to. But first, we’ve gotta go make sure the Tenacious Wrecking Crew become two-time tag team champions, and make sure Seattle Pro knows who’s gonna be on top soon enough.

TRIXIE: Well when you do that, the first round of drinks will be on me.

She says with a little giggle to follow, patting their shoulders where the titles could easily sit.

TRIXIE: You should totally bring the belts too.

DOM HARTER: We will! Don’t worry, we will.

On that note, the members of the Tenacious Wrecking Crew walk away together; their conversation barely audible as they walk further away from the camera, until Dom can be heard exclaiming.

DOM HARTER: I’m inquisitive by nature!

Trixie grimaces nervously as she closes her locker room door, bringing the scene to a close.

[Robert Daniels]

SEATTLE PRO WRESTLING
WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP
CONTENDERS QUALIFIER
★★★ RICKI WILDE ★★★
vs
★★★ TRIXIE ★★★

The bell sounds with Ricki Wilde wasting no time connecting with her Discus elbow smash on Trixie and knocks her right into the ropes. Ricki whips Trixie and gets flung herself into the ropes as Trixie reverses. Trixie tries to go for a back body drop but Ricki kicks her up and then aggressively pulls Trixie's head down into the mat with two handfuls of hair!

Ricki whips Trixie into the corner but misses her Big Corner Splash as Trixie slips out just in time. Trixie then delivers a quick superkick between the shoulder blades to make Ricki hit the turnbuckle head first. She turns around as Trixie winds up and connects with the ‘Hardest Slap Ever’!

Trixie lands a series of forearms and kicks to Ricki who looks groggy as Trixie goes for her sexy stunner. Ricki manages to push Trixie away. Trixie turns back around only to be struck by Ricki's spinning heel kick. Ricki Wilde then takes to the second rope where she leaps off and hits Trixie with her Big Splash!

Trixie gets clotheslined out of the ring with Ricki taking a small victory walk in the ring to boos while Trixie spots a fan supporting her. She gets back into the ring with gusto before tackling Ricki to the mat. From there Trixie gets some space and deals three superkicks, one to the knee, one to the back and one to the back of the head! Trixie watches Ricki fall to the mat, rolls her over hooking the leg for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall...TRIXIE!

CHARLES HUDSON:  This is a huge win for the former Tag Team Champion!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  You’re right Charles. This qualifier will advance her to NVR Wrestling’s FUSION: Riot’s End next month to determine the number one contender for the NVR Women’s Championship!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Samantha Tolson has been defending that championship all over the world it will be interesting to see who earns this opportunity.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  After the break we’ll see Alexander Irvine in action for the first time since his interference of the Pride Title Match at MAINSTREAM XX when he takes on the returning Mariano Fernandez!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
The camera cuts backstage, where DA #TROLL GUY Mariano Fernandez stands in a hallway, behind a bare white brick wall, his traditional leather jacket slung upon his shoulders.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: All that has a beginning, chicos, has an end. Not too long ago, I held not one, but two titles here in Seattle Pro along with my partner Trixie. A.J. and Christina Idol were the ones to take them from us last time, and Amira Kassouri defeated me for the World Television Title just before that. But it's okay. I have held them long enough. I have no regrets, mang.

So DA #TROLL GUY begins as he looks straight into the camera, all seriousness in his demeanor. However, he raises a finger.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: But all that ends makes way for something new to begin, and that's why I'm back here at Seattle Pro. Starting from losing a World Title match to Hammerstein, I had to rise back up again, and this time? It ain't no different, mang. Let other people get the belts I held until now, that's just what it should be. As for me? I'll be reborn. I will get back up, climb again, and RISE again, if possible, to even greater heights than before.

He nods, determinedly.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: Alexander Irvine is my first opponent, and my first stepping stone on that road I will begin. He's a veteran. He's a mixed-martial artist, both a submissionist and a knock-out artist. But Unnatural as he calls himself? He is not.

This time, DA #TROLL GUY shakes his head.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: Take it from me, mang. I play videogames on a daily ed basis, and people think I believe them real, but 'tis not so. That's why they, and other forms of entertainment, exist after all - because we KNOW they are not real. What Alexander does? I believe it. I see it. I know it can happen. But it doesn't stop being something made from a man - and as such... it can be defeated.

At this point, DA #TROLL GUY grins that Trollface of his.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ : I know it can be, because I've seen it happen. And as I've seen it happen, I'll make it happen myself - and it will not be unnatural, mang. It will be a logical consequence of the purpose I've set for myself in my first match as a regular Seattle Pro wrestler after having been Champion for so long. He's going to be ready, he's going to see this coming - but I guarantee you, chicos... he's not gonna be able to stop it. For in the end, that's what I do, chicos. I go on. And on, and on, until I become too much for ANYONE to stop. And after having been on the spotlight for so long... I finally have the opportunity to show it, mang. And thus, I just have one more thing to say, mang...

His eyebrows arch as, still grinning, as he pronounces the following words slowly.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: Let. Him. Come.

He slams his right fist into his left palm.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: It's time to show the Wolf what DA #TROLL GUY does when the wolves are at his gates. Let's go, mang. SAY HELLO... TO DA #TROLL GUY!

And with that, he walks down the hallway, as the camera cuts back to the ring.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH
★★★ ALEXANDER IRVINE ★★★
vs
★★★ MARIANO FERNANDEZ ★★★

The bell sounds and the two competitors begin circling each other. Irvine goading Fernandez into a test of strength, posing in the middle of the ring with his right hand in the air, fingers wiggling. Fernandez seemingly falls into the trap only to quickly answer with a drop kick to the knee that send Irvine face first into mat. This starts off a series of exchanges with Irvine attempting to ball up the fast-paced wrestler, as Fernandez continues to use his speed and expansive use of the ring to advance his physical abilities. Eventually Fernandez takes Irvine down during an exchange that seems as though either Fernandez is whirling around Irvine or Irvine is whipping Fernandez around himself until Fernandez tosses Irvine across the ring with a hurricanrana.

Alexander Irvine get’s straight up and goes for a clinch, but DA #TROLL GUY is quick enough to side-step and bring him down with a drop toe hold! Then the former double champion attempts to press his advantage on the downed Irvine, but as he goes for Irvine's leg, the Wolf puts some strength into it to push him away! A little stagger by DA #TROLL GUY and Irvine sees the chance to start a small sprint - SWING CLOTHESLINE and Fernandez goes down! Irvine goes for the cover - NO! Kickout by DA #TROLL GUY!

Undeterred, Irvine goes on the downed Manny for a mount. He attempts an elbow strike, and connects against Manny's face! And another! And a third one... NO! DA #TROLL GUY BLOCKS AND responds with a punch of his own! Another punch by Fernandez and Irvine has to pull away, and DA #TROLL GUY back to his feet again! Irvine again makes to grab Fernandez - COUNTER IRISH WHIP BY DA #TROLL GUY! Irvine comes back strong on the rebound with a clothesline - BUT FERNANDEZ DUCKS AND TAKES OFF TO THE OPPOSITE SIDE! Just as Irvine turns around to face him, MARIANO LAUNCHES AT HIM WITH A FLYING FOREARM AND THE WOLF GOES DOWN! Cover by Fernandez for 1...2...KICKOUT!

This time, DA #TROLL GUY takes off once again and leaps to the ropes for a Lionsault... BUT IRVINE GETS HIS KNEES UP AND MARIANO LANDS RIGHT ON THEM! Mariano rolls in pain on the mat as Irvine covers him, but Mariano kicks out at the last second! Irvine is having none of that, so he forces #TROLL GUY to his feet and switches to a grab from behind for a German Suplex - but Mariano doesn't move! Haymaker to the back from Irvine, and gives it another try - but still DA #TROLL GUY won't move! This time Irvine plants a knee to Mariano's back, and goes for the third time... BUT THE FORMER DOUBLE CHAMPION LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND IRVINE! Irvine looks around him in confusion, and DA #TROLL GUY taps his shoulder. When Irvine turns around, Mariano is smiling his trademark Trollface. He mouths "Hey yo!", and Irvine goes for a clothesline - DUCK BY DA #TROLL GUY, AND HE FOLLOWS UP WITH A PELÊ KICK RIGHT TO IRVINE'S TEMPLE! Manny goes for a pin, but Irvine rolls out of the ring!

Manny tries for a slingshot crossbody to the outside, but Irvine catches him with an uppercut. Alexander tries to whip Manny into the barricade, but DA #TROLL GUY springboards off the barricade and over Irvine’s head. Irvine tries to catch him with a Battle Cry forearm, but Manny ducks it and dropkicks Irvine away from him. Manny runs at The Unnatural, but he’s caught with a spinebuster to the floor. Manny writhes in pain, as Irvine lifts his opponent up by the glorious soccer mom hair. Alex tries for a german suplex, but Manny is able to land it. They look at each other, but realize the referee’s count has made it to 8.

The two men move into the ring with the cocky Fernandez this time challenging Irvine to a feat of strength. Irvine smiles venomously as he goes to accept the challenge and instead kicks Fernandez in the undercarriage, dropping him to the mat as Irvine accepts his chastising from the ref with a smile still upon his face. As Fernandez begins to stir, Irvine takes his time walking over to him waiting as he climbs to all fours to drop an elbow to the small of his back then quickly getting back to his own feet and softening up the veteran opposition, eventually picking Fernandez up and tossing him about the ring with various suplexes.

Manny mounts a comeback, THE GADFLY and ARROW IN THE KNEE on separate occasions. One more time does Mariano go for the downed Irvine, but the Wolf grabs DA #TROLL GUY's legs for a takedown, and places him in a rear naked choke! With Fernandez unable to escape, Irvine puts pressure on the hold! It takes a great effort for DA #TROLL GUY to shift his body sideways, unwrap the choke, and stumble back to his feet, but Irvine is ready to finish this - HALF-NELSON SUPLEX, and DA #TROLL GUY drops like a sack of potatoes! Cover by Irvine - NO! Last millisecond kickout by Mariano Fernandez!

Irvine has had enough, and making a taunt to the crowd, he stalks DA #TROLL GUY as he makes it, not without effort, back to his feet. Once he's fully up, the Wolf charges in - BATTLE CRY Running Forearm Smash! AND HE CONNECTS! However, as Irvine goes for the pin, Billy Danielson hops onto the apron and distracts The Wolf! Irvine marches up to The pride Champion, and Billy rakes Irvine’s eyes without the referee seeing it! Billy says something along the lines of “Mess with my matches again, see what happens”, as he slwoly backs away up the ramp.

Irvine barely manages to turn around, and MARIANO SPITS HIS ASIAN MIST ON HIS FACE! Irvine drops down to a knee to rub his eyes, as Mariano yells "PROBLEM?" and the fans get behind him. Manny takes off to the ropes, and comes off the rebound with the TROLLFACE Shining Wizard! Irvine slumps to the mat, and DA #TROLL GUY finally covers him for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall...MARIANO—FERNANDEZ!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Mariano Fernandez with the HUGE win over Irvine! With some luck.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  No luck needed. Billy Danielson returned the receipt for Irvine’s actions at Mainstream 20!

CHARLES HUDSON:  An eye for an eye you say?

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  All I know is Mariano Fernandez had hit rock bottom after losing the Tag Team Championships with Trixie and the World Television Championship to Amira Kinsley. It’s good to see the fan favorite back in the ring with a solid victory. Let’s go to commercial break and we’ll be right back for more...CONFLICT!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
We find Samantha Kinsley in the green Seattle interview pit. She has a mic in hand and a big TV work smile. The camera slowly pulls back to reveal Amira Kassouri is standing to her right with a neutral expression. She is wearing a black "PACE ABUSE" crop top, pleather skirt, tights and boots with the World TV Championship slung over her shoulder.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Hi everyone, Samantha Kinsley here and for the first time, I have the privilege of an interview with the reigning Seattle World Television Champion Amira Kassouri!

As Sam turns to her guest, a small smile creeps across Amira's face.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: We're just moments away from your latest title defence against Aaron Pace, how are you feeling?

AMIRA KASSOURI: I'm... I'm fine. I feel confident. Determined.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Glad to hear. Aaron is a newcomer to Seattle - how much do you know about your opponent?

AMIRA KASSOURI: Not a great deal. But he's been employed by Seattle and that's enough for me to take him seriously. They don't just sign any bum off the street. He's also much taller, much heavier and surely much stronger than me.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Do you have a different approach in these situations?

With another smile, Amira cocks her head to one side.

AMIRA KASSOURI: Yeah, my ring style is fluid. In some promotions, I'm mostly up against other women and can really take it to 'em. But in Seattle? I need to be smarter; frustrate my opponent with cat-and-mouse tactics, bide my time for the right opening and capitalise, rather than just gung ho offence. So despite his size advantage, I can neutralise Pace if I stick to my game plan.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Aaron would probably make history if he were to win the championship in his debut -

AK-47 raises a single finger to hush Samantha before interjecting.

AMIRA KASSOURI: Aaron Pace as champion suits Aaron Pace and Aaron Pace alone. That would validate his claims. After bouncing round a few different CWC promotions without doing much, that would make him feel special. But that's it - no one else benefits - and the World Television Championship is more than a belt - it's a symbol. Well... it CAN be a symbol.

With a deep breath, she adjusts the championship on her shoulder.

AMIRA KASSOURI: See, I carry this title in spite of television. I use it to fight the network because it gives me a platform, it turns heads. Without it, I'm just another wrestler to Seattle and the station continues peddling lies unchallenged.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: OK... but what lies? What is ACTUALLY happening to us?

AMIRA KASSOURI: Hey, I don't have all the answers. I just want people to ask some questions in the first place. I just want Seattle to actually THINK about what they consume. The television has been weaponized. We, as a society, have been pacified. It's not hard to see how that benefits the lizard elite. House prices are up, wages are stagnant, there is social division across the working classes. Where is the revolution? We're too busy keeping up with the Kardashians.

AK-47 rolls her eyes for effect and Samantha looks pensive, perhaps reflecting on her own viewing habits.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: I'm starting to get it - kinda. But what's with the reptilian stuff? That's a bit far-fetched, isn't it?

AMIRA KASSOURI: I thought so too until I saw them for myself. It's not just Seattle which has an infestation, they're everywhere. All you have to do is open your eyes. I'll tell you what - next time you're watching the news and they run a clip of your local congressman or whatever, study them carefully. It's difficult at first because your subconscious mind has been moulded to automatically disregard things which don't seem right. But that doesn't mean they aren't really there.

She doesn't *look* convinced but Samantha nods regardless.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Hmm. I'll keep my eyes peeled.

AMIRA KASSOURI: You do that, Samantha. You do that.

With that, the champion turns on her heel and abruptly leaves the interview pit. Samantha looks puzzled, shrugging towards the camera as we slowly fade to black.

[Robert Daniels]

SEATTLE PRO WRESTLING
WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
★★★ AMIRA KASSOURI (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ AARON PACE ★★★

The bell rings and it’s Aaron Pace charging at Amira Kassouri, arm outstretched for a running clothesline but she's one step ahead, sending him to ground with a drop toe-hold. His face bounces off the mat on impact then Amira bounces the ropes, connecting with a running dropkick. Aaron is feeling for his nose, which looks a little bloodied, as he eases himself back up. Kassouri is stalking him, she kicks out at her opponent but he catches her flailing leg and step in to grab her whole body for a big belly to belly suplex. AK-47 uses the ropes to pull herself up to a crouching position but Pace is right there - hitting her with a brutal running knee. With a smirk, he drags the champion up by her hair, hoists her onto his shoulders and then presses her above her head in an impressive show of strength. But before he can slam Amira down, she manages to swing round, using her falling momentum to pull Pace head-first into the mat with an improvised DDT. She hooks the leg for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Pace rolls over holding to his head as Kassouri is slow to her feet. But begin standing around the same time but it’s Pace who whips Amira off the ropes, gaining momentum as he ducked a clothesline from her. On the rebound, he caught her with a knee to the gut and quickly got the double underhook, lifting her into the Change of Pace!

Aaron whipped Amira forcibly into the corner with an impact, the woman dropping on her rear as he backed into the opposite corner. He took a run towards her before driving his boot into her skull, taunting the crowd as he hung against the ropes as the move had finished.

Amira laid on the mat as Aaron approached, picking her up off the mat and manhandling her into a Gory Special position, before continuing the sequence into a STO, a maneuver he dubbed the Pacemaker! Driving Kassouri into the mat with a sickening thud!

The champion is struggling, her eyes glazed over as Aaron works her into the corner with a series of lefts and rights. He drives his shoulder into her stomach, and then another, and another. AK-47 slumps to the floor, clutching her mid-section. But the challenger is relentless, dragging her back into the center of the ring. He doubles Amira over with a gut kick and then hooks one of her arms - looking to end this match with the Change of Pace - but before he can hook her other arm, AK-47 hits Pace Mountain with a low blow. He staggers backwards, holding his groin with a pained expression and the crowd cheer. Amira wastes no time and quickly drops him to one knee with a sweeping kick to the ankle then LAPIDATION!! Out of nowhere! She makes the cover for 1... 2... 3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pinfall...AMIRA—KASSOURI!

CHARLES HUDSON:  As each title defense passes I am becoming even more impressed with Amira Kassouri.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Let’s give credit where it’s due as Aaron Pace dominated this match and for quite a while looked as if he was going to be the new World Television Champion.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Pace had Kassouri on the ropes but I tell you we’re all winners with a match up like this. It will be hard to follow this match.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  After the break we’re going to have Idolution defend the Seattle Pro Wrestling Tag Team Championships against the Tenacious Wrecking Crew in tonight’s Main Event!

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[Robert Daniels]

We open on Sam Tolson standing in the ring with her NVR Women’s Championship over her shoulder. She’s dressed ready for a match, and has a microphone in hand, ready to go. Sam smiles at the camera before starting.

SAMANTHA TOLSON-ANDERSON: A little over a week ago, NVR Wrestling’s Twitter had announced that I will be on a standing open-challenge list for every Seattle Pro event until NVR’s anniversary show in July. Mona Fox already stepped up for May 11th, but tonight, I’ve got no one.

She turns to the entrance ramp, extending her arms to symbolizing her welcoming anyone to come out.

SAMANTHA TOLSON-ANDERSON: So if there’s any ladies, or any possible little bull-men, that think they are woman enough to face the Women’s Champion, then by all means, come on out! You guys know I’m a fighting champion, and I love this kind of competition!

She walks to the corner, sets her microphone and title down, and waits for an opponent to come out. Suddenly "Gold" by Kiiara plays! A smile comes across the face of the NVR Women’s Champion!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: OH MY GOODNESS!

CHARLES HUDSON: WHY LOOKIE HERE! The final Seattle Pro Women’s champion is coming out to challenge the First NVR Wrestling Women’s Champion! This is gonna be a good one!

Aria walks down to the ring, as a referee climbs inside and signals to ring the bell!

NVR WRESTLING
WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP
★★★ ARIA PRICE★★★
vs
★★★ SAM TOLSON (C) ★★★

The match starts with a fake out handshake. Aria puts her hand out to Samantha, and when Sam reaches out. Aria grabs Sam and headbutts her. Sam stumbles, and Aria goes directly for the Price Check roundhouse, luckily Sam is able to dodge it. Sam drops Aria with a Saito Suplex, and the match goes a little more uniform here. Sam out grapples Aria, but some well placed kicks gets Aria free of the Queen of Suplexes. Sam goes for a wrist lock, but Aria reverses it for an inverted stomp facebreaker. Aria only gets a two for that attempt.

Sam takes Aria to the township of Suplexington, with about 7 different variations of suplexes for a comeback. However, Aria is able to mount her comeback with a dirty eye poke while Sam was doing a stalling suplex, and followed it up by using the momentum to hit a very wicked stunner. Sam stumbles to the ropes, as Aria thinks of a follow up. Aria decides to run at the adjacent ropes, trying to get as much speed as possible. She goes to hit Sam in someway, but instead, the champion sends her over the top rope with a back body drop! Sam hits the Oda a Mexico, landing right on top of the challenger at ringside!

A 9 count and a series of traded strikes later, Sam has regained the advantage as she squeezes Aria’s head in a side-headlock. Aria with a few a few key elbow strikes almost gets free, but Sam pulls her back by her gear, and goes for a german suplex! ARIA lands, and as Sam turns, Aria hits Sam with a Price Check Roundhouse! Aria goes to the corner for her Price is Right 450 Splash, but when she jumps, Sam rolls out of the way! Sam Tolson immediately goes for the Victory Drop Alpha for the win!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pinfall AND STILL NVR WOMEN’S CHAMPION…SAMANTHA—TOLSON—ANDERSON!

CHARLES HUDSON: Man Aria Price looked good for a woman who hasn’t been in a ring in quite some time.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Aria? Sam Tolson just defended her title for the first time, had zero prep time, and put down a woman who is likely going to be one of the first in Seattle Pro’s Hall of Fame! Sam’s putting the Women’s division on the map for NVR Wrestling. Can’t wait to see what she does next!

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[Robert Daniels]

MAIN EVENT

SEATTLE PRO WRESTLING
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
★★★ IDOLUTION (C) ★★★
[A.J. MORALES & CHRISTINA IDOL]
vs
★★★ TENACIOUS WRECKING CREW ★★★
[DOM HARTER & ANNIE ZELLOR]

The bell rings and the champions don’t even have chance to settle into things as the challengers attack them from behind before the bell rings! Dom delivering some clubbing blows to the back of AJ Morales. He follows up with a stiff headbutt that sends The Revolution staggering backwards as Harter moves in with a clothesline, sending Morales all the way to the outside. Meanwhile, Zellor has backed Idol into the corner and is hammering away with some forearm strikes to the face. But she has to move out of the way quickly as Harter charges in with a back elbow smash to Christina’s face! Annie runs to the opposite turnbuckle and runs in with a Yakuza kick to Idol, who staggers out of the corner and right into the waiting arms of a Dom Harter spinebuster! Dom covers 1…2…NO! AJ drags him out of the ring to break up the cover.

Keeping that front facelock cinched in, Christina gets in range for A.J. to make his first tag-in of the night before backing away a bit. She lifts Dom into the air, A.J. vaults over the top rope, and...BAM! A combination legdrop/impaler DDT! What innovative offense! Christina plays to the crowd as she steps out onto the apron, while A.J. turns Dom over and makes the cover for 1...2...broken up by Zellor! Annie was wise not to leave it up to chance.

Dom, for his part, tries to grapple with A.J. for a bit as they both get to their feet, but A.J. turns him over with an armdrag. Dom gets up and tries to lock up again, but A.J. gives him an exploder suplex for his trouble. The third time, Dom gets the edge and Irish whips A.J. towards the ropes, but when Dom goes for a lariat, A.J. ducks under it, keeps running, comes back...hurricanrana! A.J.’s got the rana pin too! 1...2...full-body kickout by Harter!

Idol has Zellor backed against the ropes, her arms spread to expose the chest for some vicious knife edge chops. The referee intervenes, warning Idol to bring the action away from the ropes as Zellor rakes her across the eyes. The crowd boo as Zellor connects with a few forearm strikes, but the physically imposing figure of Christina Idol fires back with a knee to the gut and an Irish whip to follow. But Annie ducks under the arm as Idol goes for a clothesline and hits the ropes again, this time coming back with a slingblade that brings Christina crashing to the mat! Annie kips back up to her feet as Christina is slower back to hers, allowing the Tenacious Li’l Bitch to pull a #grrface before she past Idol and towards the ropes; the champion turns to watch her opponent, only to see Annie vault backwards off the middle rope to hit an inverted hurricanrana!

With A.J. seemingly out of it, Annie turns her back on him and takes a moment to flex for the crowd, not particularly caring how much they boo. A.J., seeing this, decides to have a little fun with it by kipping up to his feet and flashing his abs to the crowd, causing the crowd noise to suddenly invert to loud cheering. Annie, hearing this, turns around in confusion, but once she realizes what’s up, she rolls her eyes, wondering how she didn’t see this coming.

Back and forth, the two start trading shoot kicks, the crowd alternately booing for Annie’s and cheering for A.J.’s. Suddenly, Annie grabs hold of A.J.’s wrist, and she quickly wrenches his arm behind his back, making sure they’re both facing the ref so he won’t get a good view of what she wants to do. She pushes A.J. away, keeps him tethered by the wrist, and pulls him in for a—OOH, SO CLOSE! A.J. sidesteps her infamous ripcord dickpunch and reverses the grip, taking wrist control for himself. Now it’s his turn to set up a ripcord, and he leaps in for a slingblade—OOF! It isn’t clear if A.J. was actually thinking slingblade or he was going to feint one into his Lethal Protector submission hold, but either way, Annie counters by leaping towards him and kneeing him in the gut.

Morales finds himself backed into the corner as Dom Harter demonstrates the fundamentals behind the phrase ‘Harter Hits Harder’; he lays into his opponent with repeated lariats to the chest before the referee finally intervenes, forcing a break. An Irish whip follows, and The Revolution is sent from pillar to post before Harter charges in after him – NO! A back body drop counter sends The Tenacious Little Bastard up and over the top rope, only to see him grab the rope and land on the apron. Morales turns around and finds himself on the receiving end of a cheeky poke in the eye, sending him staggering backwards, and Dom launches himself into the ring with his patented Cutter Boi! AJ gets driven face first into the mat with that slingshot cutter, and Dom covers. 1…2…NO! Morales gets the shoulder up.

Dom and Annie start to gang up on Christina in the corner, and when the ref can’t get the Crew to back off, A.J. takes matters into his own hands. He climbs into the ring, rushes in, and grabs Annie by the scruff of the neck before flinging her out of the ring and onto the floor. Christina, now freed up, does the same to Dom a moment later. Idolution take a moment to regroup inside the ring...and then Christi gets an idea. She shoves A.J. from the side to get his attention, then backs up to about the center of the ring and crouches down like she’s back on the football field, right up at the line of scrimmage. A.J., getting the idea, lines up right beside her, staying standing as he starts making “raise the roof” gestures to the crowd to fire them up.

Just when Annie and Dom climb up onto the apron, the champs explode off the line and—BOOOOOM! Tandem suicide spears, and everybody goes crashing to the floor! The Denver Divas’ co-owners take a nasty spill, but it’s the LA Blackout’s star tight end who gets up first, and as she pulls A.J. back to his feet, Christina has no shortage of smack-talk for her conference rivals’ ownership. She climbs back in the ring and decides to let the Crew get back in the ring themselves if they’re gonna try and ambush her, while A.J. keeps playing to the crowd as he returns to his corner.

Harter’s staggered! Morales landing those jabs to the face before he decides to run against the ropes, coming back with a bicycle knee strike – NO! Dom dodges the attack and dives around the back, for a neckbreaker! It’s enough to earn himself a breather as he sees Annie calling out for the tag. But AJ is getting up as well. Harter has the wherewithal to strike first, doubling AJ over with a knee to the gut before scooping him up onto his shoulder. With his free hand, Dom makes the tag out to Annie, who scales the turnbuckle. In the ring, Dom plants Morales into the mat with a body slam and grabs hold of his opponent’s legs, spreading them wide for the incoming Annie Zellor diving headbutt!

Dom Harter brings Idol down with a snapmare, and he pats her on the head before delivering a vicious soccer kick to the spine! The smug bastard takes a moment to gloat to the fans, blissfully unaware that an indignant Christina Idol has stood back up. As Dom turns back around he finally sees her, and just in time to eat some hard forearm shots to the face! She has him reeling as Christina runs against the ropes for momentum – only to get caught by the boi Bomb! But he’s not done just yet. Dom brings the downed Idol towards the corner and he props himself up on the middle ropes. The self proclaimed ‘Best High Flyer’ psyching himself up, the crowd jeering all the while, as Harter leaps off with a semi-decent senton bomb! He looks far too pleased with himself as he hooks the leg. 1…2…NO!

Annie sends AJ towards the corner with an Irish whip and she follows him in with a running double knee strike to the chest! The Revolution staggers out of the corner, and Zellor just whips him across the ring to the opposite corner – or she would if he didn’t reverse the move. It’s actually Annie who’s sent across the ring this time; she hits the turnbuckle back first and AJ follows her in moments later, only to get caught by a drop toe hold! His head bounces off the middle turnbuckle, and Zellor has already set off against the ropes, coming back with a Sparklebutt that drives AJ’s face into the turnbuckle again! Morales slumps down in the corner, a glazed look in his eye as Annie looks around the arena. The crowd getting clued into what she has in mind as she in mind as she hikes up her jean shorts slightly. Her butt shaking from side to side as she brings it in for the stinkface! AJ looks disgusted throughout, until finally Annie skips away innocently, pulling her shorts back into place as she does so.

Idol has Harter backed against the ropes as she, once again, delivers some knife edge chops to the chest. The referee intervenes once more, urging her to bring the action away from the ropes. She goes for an Irish whip, sending Dom across the ring. But Christina doesn’t see the blind tag from Zellor as she connects with a boot to the gut that doubles Harter over. Idol runs against the ropes herself, looking for that knee strike - but Dom catches her by surprise with a big time tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! And he holds her in place for Zellor, who springboards into the ring with a leg drop! Annie makes the cover, hooking a leg. 1...2...NO!

All hell is breaking loose inside the squared circle as Idolution and the Tenacious Wrecking Crew are duking it out in the center of the ring. Annie and Christina, AJ and Dom, and the Idolution members appear to be getting the better of their opponents. The challengers are backed against the ropes as Idolution charge in - NO! They’re caught with back body drops that send them over the top rope, but only as far as the apron. AJ catches Dom with a forearm smash to the face, but Christina isn’t as lucky; Annie knocks her off the apron with a superkick to the face, before AJ tags her with a hard right hand.

The Tenacious Wrecking Crew members stagger back a step as Morales springboards into the ring with a split legged dropkick, taking both opponents down! The crowd cheer as AJ kips back to his feet and raises his right fist into the air. He looks upwards towards his fist, then back at Dom, before AJ kisses his right fist and runs in for the Liberator - NO! Dom pulls the referee in the way! AJ puts on the brakes as the referee scrambles to get out of the way, and he conveniently misses Dom punt AJ between the legs! The crowd are baying for their blood now as Annie climbs up onto the top rope. Harter applies a double underhook and hoists AJ up for the piledriver as Christina comes rushing in with a big boot to the face of Annie whom was squatting on the top rope!

Dom Irish whips A.J. into his team’s corner, then grabs Annie by the arm and sends her A.J.’s way. She picks up speed, ready to strike—NO! A.J. moves out of the way, and Annie goes flipping over the turnbuckle! Thinking quickly, he shoots off a Golden Goal, and the Pele kick lands right on the target to send Annie crashing to the outside!

Dom, seeing this, panics just long enough to forget how close he is to Idolution’s corner. With the ref still watching Annie and A.J., Christi decides to get a little payback for all the Crew’s cheating and elbows Dom in the back of the head, dizzying him. Seeing this, A.J. makes a revving motion, which Idol seems to take as a signal to get in the ring and stay right behind Harter. A.J. charges in, the champs jump for their respective attacks...CRAAAAASH! THE CTS CONNECTS! It’s Detroit all over again, and Dom is out cold! Annie scrambles back in for the save, but Christina holds Annie back with a drive block while A.J. hooks the leg...1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winners by pinfall and STILL Seattle Pro Wrestling Tag Team Champions...the NVR World Champion, “The Revolution” A.J. Morales and Christina—Idol! IDOLUTION!

CHARLES HUDSON:  This was a five star match and the official just let them go at it.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  I will go on record to say that we just witnessed the greatest tag team match that I’ve seen here in Seattle Pro Wrestling.

The crowd cheers as “Break the Rules” by Charli XCX hits the speakers once again. Annie and Christina seem to want to keep talking trash, even after Christi disengages the block, but A.J. gets between them and plays peacekeeper until the two women agree to let it go for the time being. Satisfied, A.J. turns back to the ref, and he and Idol collect their titles back, holding them up to the hardcam and the jubilant Seattle crowd while Annie tends to her fallen fiancé.

CHARLES HUDSON:  I’ve had a great time here tonight at Conflict but I really can’t wait to see what shakes out at MAINSTREAM 21...

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  I’ve just received word that Seattle Pro Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion AJ Knight is in the building and he’s making his way through the backstage right now. I’ve been asked to go to another commercial break to allow him time to get out here so we can here from the new champion!

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[Robert Daniels]

AJ Knight sits in the middle of the ring on a steel chair, with a hoodie zipped up.

AJ KNIGHT: I'd say Mainstream XX was a massive success for Seattle Pro. There were many great matches. Honestly match of the year candidates. Not to mention...

AJ unzips his hoodie revealing the Seattle Pro Heavyweight Championship before posing, placing his foot on the chair.

AJ KNIGHT: Seattle Pro now FINALLY has a champion it can be proud of! No Killswitches! No Horsemen, just good old AJ Knight!

The audience starts to boo.

AJ KNIGHT: Now there's a bit of a stir about how I won. It wasn't pretty. I imagine it was kind of scary. And while that may be true, I hate to say: Karma's a bitch.

'F*ck You AJ' chants begin to pour in

AJ KNIGHT: Look, I know it's hard to understand, but that's what happens sometimes. You spend your entire life trying to take over the world, Karma comes to collect your debt eventually. The Canadian Embassy misfits, The Red Army, The Killswitch. The point is Eli's done some pretty shit things, and the universe is kicking him in the dick for it. Honestly? I like the guy, I owe him a lot but he had it coming and I got what I had coming!

"Shut the f*ck up!- Shut the f*ck up!"

AJ KNIGHT: And now the hero Seattle Pro deserves has the ten pounds of gold, and he can protect Seattle Pro, and give the fans what they have always wanted. Protect Seattle Pro from guys like Irvine who just enter expecting the world on a silver platter. Or guys like SILK.

The crowd is booing even louder now

AJ KNIGHT: He screwed the entire company over last time out. He no showed a big event, in the MAIN EVENT! He disrespected the fans he disrespected the office, he disrespected the company itself, and he disrespected this World Championship, and everyone who fights for it. If it were up to me, he would get no title shot. In fact I've been talking to the Championship Committee, I have petitioned them to strip him of his title shot, and suspend him indefinitely for misconduct, but my words have gone unheeded. So like I always do, like I always have to do, I'm going to be the one man that's doing what's best for Seattle Pro, representing what it's supposed to be about, with honor and integrity!

AJ’s speech is suddenly interrupted by the lights dimming, a purple hue fillings the arena and smoke billowing out of the entrance way as “Purple Rain” by Prince begins playing. As the lyrics kick in, from the back emerges the #1 Contender for the Seattle Pro World Championship, the SILKY Smooth One himself - Sean Isaac Leonard Kennedy. Decked as usual in Fendi from head to toe, SILK is has on suede shoes with no socks, black fitted dress pants, a fitted purple silk dress shirt, gold round framed glasses, a Rolex on his right wrist and the WTC Destiny Crown Championship over his shoulder. He has a black and purple head sash along his hair line and a mic in his right hand.

The women are screaming and the men who aren’t jealous are applauding as The Georgia Gigolo lifts the mic to speak into it.

SILK: AJ...are you done yet?

AJ raises his mic to answer but is cut off.

SILK: For the love of everythin’ holy don't answer that, it was a rhetorical question fool, we’re all sick of listenin’ to your mouth run a bulls**** marathon as it is.

The fans roar at SILK’s crack.

SILK: You waltz out here and go on ‘bout me disrespectin’ everyone and the Seattle Pro World Championship by decidin’ that I want my shot when I want it.

The crowd rumbles a bit to make it clear they didn’t agree with AJ Knight’s earlier assessment.

SILK: Nah, I was doin’ nothin’ but doin’ What was inside the boundaries of my contract while givin’ ol’ Eli the chance to rest and prepare even further but what did he do? Took on a challenge and lost to some idiot whose standin’ in the ring now actin’ like he’s ‘bout to shift the landscape of this company when we all know he isn’t.

SILK takes a few steps forward down the ramp as he continues on.

SILK: AJ, you’re just like Eli, just like Scotty and hell, just like Hammerstein - none of you have done jacks*** to launch this company into the next stratosphere. I’ll give Hammerstein credit for takin’ that strap world wide but besides that, none of y’all have put this place on the map…

Slowly stalking his way down the ramp stil, SILK stops for a moment to say what he’s about to say.

SILK: But that’s all ‘bout to change cause that’s where the SILKY Smooth One comes in - to usher Seattle Pro into the SILKY Smooth Era and look ‘round you, it’s already begun.

The fans begin chanting SILK’s name in unison as he now continues on forward.

SILK: Amira has won the Television Championship...I’ve won the Pinnacle Battle Royal..look around you, I’ve already won over the people…

AJ frantically looks from side to side as the chants of SILK’s name gets louder causing Knight to tell the fans to shut up. SILK walks by the barricade and while keeping his eyes locked on AJ, he brushes his fingers across a woman’s lips as he walks by as she melts in her seat at the touch of SILK. He comes to the ring and stands on the outside, in front of the apron.

SILK: But now there’s only one thing left to win AJ…

Knight looks at the Seattle Pro World Championship, shaking his head and saying SILK can’t have it.

SILK: And at Mainstream 21...there will be no games, no match cancellations, just pure, unadulterated violence...but why wait ‘til then, huh AJ?

SILK immediately drops the mic, slides in under the bottom rope, hops up and charges AJ who drops the Seattle Pro Championship to start exchanging rights and lefts furiously with the challenger SILK! Seattle Pro officials and management come b-lining it from the back to the ring and start separating the two who are taking down a few officials caught in the crossfire of their rights and lefts. Finally, the two are separated but SILK breaks free and jumps over the group of officials holding AJ and lands on top of him with a few stiff jabs before once again being pulled off.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Finally! I just love a highly anticipated yet unexpected brawl to end the show leaving us all on the edge of our seats!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  It’s official folks..MAINSTREAM 21 live from Atlanta, Georgia for the first time! In the main event AJ Knight defends the Seattle Pro Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship against Silk! Goodnight!

As the mayhem is brought to a halt the logo flashes across the screen fading to black.

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