MAINSTREAM 49 - SEATTLE - 9/20/2020

[Robert Daniels]

Battleground Network Presents

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING 49
SUNDAY - 9/20/2020
MAINSTREAM WRESTLING STUDIO
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING IS LIVE FROM SEATTLE, WASHINGTON AND WE’RE INSIDE THE MAINSTREAM WRESTLING STUDIO!

The Franchise piles into the ring, where a podium stands, AJ Knight is standing dressed in his best press secretary look. Bryan Blaze looks proud to be there, as does Billy. A.J. Morales looks as though he’d rather be anywhere else right now.

AJ KNIGHT: Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to welcome you the Franchise’s first ever state of Mainstream address. There is a lot of excitement going on right now, but if I may, I’d like to introduce a serious matter: the ending to my match against Jacob Hammerstein, during which the fans were cheated of a classic Mainstream rivalry! The culprit of course was Robb Daniels, who WASN’T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!

AJ collects himself.

AJ KNIGHT: Now I addressed this with, Mr. Kevin Bombay who assured me that Robb Daniel’s involvement and presence in the ring was NOT approved by him, and that he had no idea Daniels would behave in this way. Given recent history, I was skeptical of any statement given by an authority figure, so he offered the Franchise a gesture of good will. Now, I won’t take anybody else’s moments, but I will announce my news.

AJ smiles.

AJ KNIGHT: As all of you know, I am a former Endurance Champion, a former Pride Champion, a former Tag Team champion and a former World Champion. There is only one prize I have not held here… But soon that’s going to change. Kevin Bombay has given me official confirmation, that I will receive an opportunity to become the first man to hold EVERY title this company has EVER offered. It will be historic when I pin Bryan Ford in the center of the ring yet again!

Round of applause from the entire Franchise! AJ takes a bow.

AJ KNIGHT: : I will now pass it off to Danielson.

Knight bows before giving way to “THE Franchise” himself. Danielson motions for some stage hands to come to the ring. They bring a small pedestal and place something with a red velvet covering over it. Danielson thanks the ring hands for their servitude before turning back to the hard camera with a smirk.

BILLY DANIELSON: As my colleague and friend, AJ Knight mentioned, he is setting his sights on being the first to complete to total title gauntlet. He and I are the only ones eligible for this, having held the retired Endurance, Pride, Tag, and World titles with the Television title being the only title we have not held. With AJ calling dibs on the TV Title and other A.J. currently holding the World title for us, I must find a new title to chase.

The fans at home murmur for a bit wondering what he has to say and what is up with the pedestal behind him.

BILLY DANIELSON: Now, I could go after the United States championship, a title I never lost, but I would be regressing in my own prestige if I did such a thing. There are also the Tag Team titles that Bryan Blaze and I could take, but I’m not interested in the petty carnival that is going on in that division, and neither is Bryan.

Bryan nods in agreeance.

BILLY DANIELSON: So what is there for someone like myself, that has won every tournament and accolade in this company except the pinnacle battle royale and the television title? Well, it’s actually a lot easier than you think. I have talked to Mr. Bombay, as well as the Mainstream Championship Committee and Battleground Network Executives, and I have been given to greenlight to both introduce to you and crown myself the official inaugural winner of the MAINSTREAM LEGACY CHAMPIONSHIP!

Billy unveils his new title, and Knight, Blaze and even Morales look with awe at how beautiful it is!

BILLY DANIELSON: This belt was created by melting down different plates from all of the old Seattle Pro Titles, including the Women’s and Endurance Championships. The Legacy Title is a throwback to a time when this company MEANT something. Before Seattle Pro had to change its name out of shame, and before Robb Daniels started driving this company into the ground with his poor business choices. This title honors the legacy that us here in The Franchise have fought so hard to uphold and protect, and that’s why I am the ONLY person qualified to hold this title.

He smirks and looks back at his associates, who almost begrudgingly agree with Billy on this case.

BILLY DANIELSON: Much like my failed crusade to legitimize the Mainstream World Heavyweight Championship, the Mainstream Legacy title will ONLY be defended against competitors that have both a deserving pedigree and record chosen by myself and only the highest executives from the Battleground Network. I look forward to honoring this title and I hope to bring it a lot of prestige going forward. Thank you.

Billy grabs his title and places it on his shoulder as The Franchise clap for him as he steps back and sort of pushes A.J. Morales to say something.

A.J. MORALES: If you would have told me six months ago that I would be where I am right now. I probably wouldn’t have believed you. Not that I am the World Heavyweight Champion but the fact that I left a scramble match with the same belt that my brother Billy Danielson carried to the ring for the same match. See I originally wanted no part in the Franchise. But I was wrong! Bryan Blaze didn’t want any part in the Franchise but he was wrong too! AJ Knight wanted nothing to do with Billy Danielson or A.J. Morales let alone a group called the Franchise! But he was wrong too. We are the FRANCHISE!

Morales looks around at Blaze, Knight and Danielson for reassurance.

A.J. MORALES: We are going to take everyone out one person at a time starting with Eli Buchanan right here tonight! With Kevin Bombay at the helm we receive the respect and appreciation we deserve. Robb Daniels threw road block, after road block, after road block in front of us but not anymore. With these men I am untouchable. The Immortal Atrocities, Hammerstein, Madison, Healy, Douglas or DiMaria. Nobody can get to us because...We Are the Franchise!

"King of Amarillo" by Issues hits the PA. “The Revolution” World Heavyweight Champion A.J. Morales drops the microphone while his music continues to play and he’s seen high-fiving Billy Danielson, Bryan Blaze and AJ Knight as the show goes to commercial.

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
The scene opens and we see Samantha Kinsley looking stunning as always. She turns to the camera, smiling as she begins.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, with me at this time is one of the newest "Knights" coming out of Emerald City Squires and she'll be competing here tonight, P—

Samantha is cut off as a bouncing brunette enters the frame. She's already dressed to compete, her long hair framing her face. Her toothly smile is almost frighteningly wide as she shoves out her hand towards Samantha.

POSITIVELY PENNY: Hi, I'm Penny!

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Er...Hi, I'm Samantha.

Samantha takes Penny hand, eliciting an overly enthusiastic handshake from the newbie. Samantha is taken off guard by the roughness of the handshake, awkwardly pulling her hand back.

POSITIVELY PENNY: Oh! I'm sorry...sometimes I get a little excited, like now. I mean, there's so many lights, and people running around, and oh, there's even a camera! Hi people at home watching, Hi!

She waves at the camera like a goof, smiling broadly. Samantha smiles out of curtosy and tries to reign in the new girl. She taps Penny on the shoulder, regaining her attention.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: So Penny, after the attack by the Immortal Attrocities on Mainstream Wrestling #48…how are you feeling?

Penny's smile fades slightly as she reaches up to the bandage on her forehead. It covers the stitches she had put in following Lotte's attack and her head meeting the ringpost. Leave it to Penny to end up needing medical aid before she'd even had her first proper match.

POSITIVELY PENNY: Stitches suck…but aside from them and the annoying headache I'm okay. The doctors said I wasn't concussed which was a relief. After what happened to my friend Savannah, I just...wish I could have done something more to help poor Dimitri…

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: The last we saw, your fellow Squire graduate Dimitri Pierce was seemingly taken by Leytrix and the rest of IA. However, he is scheduled to be your tag team partner here tonight.

Penny smiles again and nods her head engergetically.

POSITIVELY PENNY: I know! I'm relieved he managed to get away from those creeps. I hope he's fit and fired up because tonight he and I are taking those two jezabelles to school! And not one of those normal public schools. Nuh uh…I mean, one of those old, Catholic schools? Where the nuns are the teachers and they're super strict and they never let you have any fun? And if you're bad, they'll smack you as hard as they can across the knuckles with a ruler! That type of school...and old school school.

Samantha shakes her head, somewhat confused by Penny's rambling.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Uh huh...and after what we've seen them do to your other friend Savannah Sunshine, who was scheduled to compete at our last event but pulled out...you're not at all worried about what they could do to you?

Penny goes to reply, but pauses for a moment. Her smile turns into a stoic look of determination as she turns back to face Samantha.

POSITIVELY PENNY: Look...to be quite honest with you, I dunno if these people are insane, or on drugs, or what and at this point I don't care. No one else around here seems to be willing to stop them and their ridiculous antics. They just waltz around here pretty much doing as they please to whoever they please and frankly it makes me sick. Last week Lotte put her hands on me...she tried to...teach me a lesson I guess? Or humiliate me maybe? Well this time, both she and Leytrix are meeting me on even terms...this time Dimitri has someone to watch his back. And if they think this match is going to be a walk in the park, or that I'm some kind of pushover? They're in for a very rude awakening. Because I may be from a small town, but I'm not small minded. Their stupid parlour tricks and mind games aren't going to work, not this time. This time they're getting the butt whooping they've had coming for a long time now!

Samantha looks somewhat impressed at the seriousness in Penny's words and demeanor. Samantha looks back at the camera as Penny nods her head. Almost as if Penny was giving herself an internal pep talk that went really well.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Well, you all have heard it here first...it'll be Postively Penny and Dimiti Pierce vs Lotte and Leytrix the Imp of Immortal Attrocities in a very personal tag team match later on tonight!

[Robert Daniels]

FLASHBACK TO MAINSTREAM 48...

Moments later they come back onto the normal white light of the studio. The ring is completely cleaned sludge, there are no crazies about, Dimitri is absent, and Penny is laying in the fetal position next to the ring post in a puddle of her own blood. She has a nasty wound directly in the center of her forehead that will need medical attention. After all of the carnage and bizarre displays the Immortal Atrocities are nowhere to be found...

CHARLES HUDSON: Where did they go?

In a flash the members of the Hotel California bamph back home. All looks identical about the establishment beside there’s a new resident Dimitri Pierce laying upon the ground in front of Leytrix and Lotte. He’s become Leytrix’s first of her soulless ones.

LEYTRIX: All to plan, my lady!

Lotte dances around Dimitri’s body and hums to herself.

LOTTE: Very nice, my lovely. Quite the catch. QUITE the catch, indeed.

LEYTRIX: This is the horror that everyone associated with Mainstream Wrestling needed to see. And, the way you gave Penny a front row seat was amazing, friend! She was the one I wanted to see the transformation the most!?!

She leans down to Dimitri’s unresponsive body and caresses his face.

LEYTRIX: There’s one last step to permanently retain his soul once he wakes. Unfortunately, the human spirit is rather resilient to removal while in their dream state. It's one of the crutches the heavenly ones threw upon us to limit the abyss from haunting everyone of these useless mortals souls. Makes you have to be committed to the haunt.

Lotte continues to dance around. She suddenly stops and cocks her head to the side.

LOTTE: Do you feel that, my lovely? Something isn’t quite right.

She twirls around, tracing symbols in the air.

LOTTE: I can sense it. What can it be? WHAT can it be?

LEYTRIX: I’m sure his soul is fighting back, they always do. We’ll just have to ride out the battle. He can check out anytime he’d like, but can never leave… Right?

Lotte only nods her head as she continues tracing images in the air.

LOTTE: Lotte dah dee dum. Lottee dah dee dum. What’s the name of that… No, not now. Not yet, my precious.

She turns to Leytrix and bows her head.

LOTTE: Forgive me, my lovely. I am being called away. It’s the price we pay for with whom we play.

Lotte looks down at Dimitri and shakes her head.

LOTTE: That one doesn't know yet how lucky he is to be losing his soul.

LEYTRIX: Do you need me to join you as security as I have as of late?

Lotte shakes her head.

LOTTE: No, my lovely, stay and finish your work. (looking around) Perhaps whatever it is I sense will follow me away from you so you can finish your work.

LEYTRIX: Sounds perfect to me, my friend. I’ll finish up the bond and we’ll have a loyal follower. Good luck with your obligation.

Lotte bows her head and curtsies.

LOTTE: Lotte, dah, dee, dum!

Lotte disappears in a puff of red smoke. Leytrix sits on the ground next Dimitri and stares longingly at him. Some time passes and the Imp becomes bored. Leytrix wanders around the hotel for about an hour until she comes back to where she laid his prone body. Upon returning Dimitri is no nowhere to be found. Leytrix frantically searches around the and every follower tells her they did see a new inhabitant. She goes to what looks like the front door and can see footprints leading away from the hotel. The Imp screams out into the void with a tone like only she can produce. Lotte rushes to where Leytrix falls to her knees distraught and seething mad.

LOTTE: What is wrong, my lovely?

LEYTRIX: He’s gone!

LOTTE: So he is. Fear not, my lovely. FEAR not. He’ll be back

She helps her friend to her feet and strokes her face.

LOTTE: After all, you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.

LEYTRIX: That’s going to become our mantra now is it? Please get ahold of the Masters of Mainstream and demand we are placed in competition with my obsessions? That way we can keep an eye on them better. I’m sure they both would love to try their hand against us again?

LOTTE: Consider it done, my beautiful creature.

She snaps her fingers and everything disappears in the same reddish smoke.

[Robert Daniels]

TAG TEAM MATCH

★★★ IMMORTAL ATROCITIES ★★★
[LEYTRIX & LOTTE]
vs
★★★ PENELOPE PLIMMSWOOD ★★★
&
★★★ DIMITRI PIERCE ★★★

The bell rings and it’s Leytrix stands on the opposite side of the ring with a grin from ear to ear. Across the ring from her is the woman that she loves to haunt in her dreams. She looks back at Lotte and then to Dimitri before slinking forward to the middle of the ring Penelope meets her there with a look of disgust and anger. The smell of death, decay, fire, and brimstone emits for the Imp as she waits for Penny to make the first move. Growing impatient the 50th Knight does that exact thing. Penny rears back and punches Leytrix as hard as she can with a right cross.

The blow turned the otherworldly beings' face ever so slightly. She turns her head back to meet the gaze of the positive one. The Imp smiles once again as if nothing had happened. Expecting a receipt Pen recoils but the blow never comes. Leytrix simply sucks on her finger for a moment and proceeds to run her sludge filled digit across Penelope’s face. This enrages her further and Penny throws a unrelenting flurry of blows that forces the woman she hates into the corner where Dimitri is waiting to deal damage himself. Pen finishes the assault with some stomps which leaves Leytrix on the ground leaned up against the turnbuckles.

Penny gets thrown hard into the corner by Leytrix whose power is surprising given her size. Leytrix lets out a terrifying roar and rushes full blast at Penny. At the last second, Penny manages to move letting Leytrix crash chest first into the corner. Penny spins her around, nailing a barrage of forearm shots, trying to phase the Imp. She then picks Leytix's leg, dropping her down on her ass.

Penny races to the adjacent corner before running back, jumping and extending at the last possible second. She nails a nasty looking hesitation dropkick right onto Leytrix's face! She rolls back and turns, rushing straight over to Lotte. She takes a swing, but the maniacal dancing oddity drops down strategically from the apron. Penny sits down on the middle rope, holding the top up, motioning for Lotte to come inside.

Lotte steps back up to the ring apron and makes the tag with Leytrix as Penny is motioning for her to bring it. Leytrix makes a dead sprint and drops Penny with a flying lariat! Lotte enters the ring and begins dancing and prances around Penny. She kneels down and pulls her opponent up to a sitting position and lightly fondles her face. Lotte suddenly starts shrieking and slams the back of Penny’s head into the mat repeatedly. She wraps her hands around Penny’s throat and starts choking her, until the referee intercedes. Lotte quickly backs away. She offers the referee an “I’m sorry, my lovely,” and strokes his face.

Laughing in utter joy at watching her friend get some offense on Penny, Leytrix calls for the tag so she can give some of her own. Once back in the match the Imp slithers her way to Penny. She gets really close to her prone body and stares at her with malicious intent. Leytrix picks her up by her hair and the second she’s on her feet Leytrix smashes her back to the canvas with a decapitating clothesline. The demon repeats this sequence two more times before letting Pen go.

The Positive One now completely dismantled lays in the middle of the ring in a heap. Leytrix looks back at Lotte for the next instruction. Lotte shakes her head no before saying “It’s not time for that, my dear!”. Leytrix scowls at her like a child being told they can’t break their favorite toy. In her rage Leytrix scoops up Penny until into a powerbomb position. She proceeds to run forward and launches her into the corner where Lotte is awaiting her chance to finish the match. “That's enough… We don’t want to spoil your prize, do we?”

Penny goes to whip Leytrix hard into the ropes, Leytrix reverses it sending Penny into the ropes instead. Penny rebounds with a burst of speed, ducking under Leytrix's attempted clothesline. She hits the ropes on the opposite side and comes flying back, this time ducking Leytix's spinning backfist. Penny hits the ropes a third time, jumping onto the second rope. She springboards backwards as Leytrix whirls back around in her direction. The Imp has no time to react as Penny catches her around the neck and drops down into a Stunner. Penny quickly rushes over to Leytrix having nailed the Proof Positive!

Moments later Penny is barely able to fight back, Leytrix's assault taking its toll on her physically. Letrix grabs Penny in a headlock and then grabs her leg looking for her swinging neckbreaker. Penny hooks her leg, attempting to stop Leytrix. Penny punches away at Leytrixs' midsection with as much effort as she can muster. Leytrix drops the leg and clubs at Pennys back with her forearm. She decides to go for a suplex instead, hoisting Penny up, seemingly with ease.

But Penny wiggles herself free, managing to drop down behind Leytrix. As Leytrix spins around, Penny nails her Sliver Lining superkick, the shot to Letrix's head sounding like a gun going off in the empty arena. Leytrix goes down like a ton of bricks...and Penny all but collapses from exhaustion. She begins to slowly crawl towards Dimitri in her corner, desparate to make the tag.

Leytrix now in the most compromising position she has ever been in since joining the federation lays there motionless after the kick out. Dimitri who’s unbelievably emotional goes to pick up the woman that apparently stole his soul. Just as that was to happen Leytrix abruptly sits up and looks at him with the same sadistic grim that’s a sign she’s no longer amused. He jumps back in utter shock. The Imp with implausible speed launches herself to her soulless liege. She begins to pound upon his body with tremendous forceful and manic blows. Once he’s unable to fight back she mounts him as she has before and looks directly into his eyes.

There is a moment where the lights flicker and Dimitri’s eyes turn black as night. He pushes her off of him and his eyes return to normal. He scurries to his corner a little freaked out and tags in Penny. She reassures her partner that everything will be okay and this is just an act. Leytrix taunts Pen to attack her and just before she makes contact Leytrix puts up a hand for her to stop. This throws Penny off her game for a moment. The demon from the abyss speaks words in a language that is unintelligible to human ears as she did before towards Dimitri.

His eyes once more turn black and he nods. Leytrix front kicks Penny with such force that she’s jettisoned to her corner. Dimitri tags himself in before entering the ring. He looks at his master and for the first time smiles the same grin she does. Dimitri turns his attention to his tag partner and helps her up. While he does Penelope sees his eyes and immediately knows something is wrong.

Dimitri Pierce releases an absolute onslaught on his supposed tag partner then he tosses her towards his Hotel compatriots. Lotte has still not gotten in on the action and seeing she’s not really a wrestler Leytrix has protected her explicitly. Feeling confident she can Lotte tags herself in.

Lotte lets out a delighted cry as she comes back into the ring. She stops to stroke Dimitri’s face once and calls him a “pretty, pretty boy” before turning her attention back to Penny. She drops to her knees and crawls over to Penny. She climbs on to her stomach. Placing both of Penny’s hands on her chest, she asks the referee to “give this poor child her last rites” and reluctantly the referee counts 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall THE ATROCITIES...LOTTE AND LEYTRIX!

CHARLES HUDSON:  I am genuinely terrified and I think I am going to take my leave for now...

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Where are you going?

Charles Hudson removes his headset and exits over the railing from ringside and begins making his way towards the back through the empty studio arena floor:  

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Ladies and Gentlemen a grown man has just abandoned me. The Atrocities have turned DiMitri Pierce and have their eyes on the young Penelope Plimmswood both of Emerald City Squires. We’re going to take a commercial break and when we return hopefully Charles will be back and we’ll have some more Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

DURING THE BREAK...
The show cuts back to the locker room, where Jason Cashe is seated on a bench. A voice can be heard from off camera.

VOICE: Hey stranger, long time no see!

Cashe's face lights up as he rises up from the bench and turns towards the voice.

JASON CASHE: Biggs, you son of a bitch! Great to see you!

Biggs walks into frame, clad in grey cargo shorts and a blue Doctor Who T-Shirt. His long hair is tied back in a ponytail. Biggs extends his hand out for a handshake, and Cashe pulls him in for a big ol' bro hug. The two men take a seat on the bench and continue to talk.

SPACEMAN BIGGS: It's good to see you too, man. It's been what, five years or so? Far too long considering you wrestle in my hometown every other week. I gotta be honest, I was pretty surprised when I got an invitation to come here, considering that COVID is still a thing.

JASON CASHE: Well, about that, there's something I gotta ask you. The past couple of weeks, I've had my ass handed to me by The Franchise. Right now, it's four against one, and I can use some back up. It's no secret that I'm not exactly the most liked guy around these parts, and I've had quite a few bridges burned behind me. I asked you here because I need backup. I need somebody I can trust. And with those kind of people in short supply in my life right now, well hell, I figured with you living so close, you'd probably be my best shot.

Biggs is taken aback. He has a pensive look on his face as he responds.

SPACEMAN BIGGS: Jason, I'm flattered that you would consider me, I really am, but as much as I want to say I can be there for you, I'm not so sure that I can. I've been out of the ring for five years, and I'm not exactly the spring chicken I used to be.

JASON CASHE: Bitch please, you're only 35. You're talking like you're some old man.

SPACEMAN BIGGS: Thirty-five with the after effects of seven concussions, that I KNOW of, and five years of ring-rust. I've been watching Mainstream Wrestling as of late, and I know that The Franchise is no joke. There's a reason they're at the top of the food chain here, and quite frankly, I'm not sure how much of help I can really be to you. It's not that I'm afraid to help, or that I don't want to, but let's be real here, you're going to need a lot more than me to stand up to those guys. I'm sorry, man.

Biggs gets up, getting ready to leave, but Cashe grabs a hold of his arm, and stands up as well, looking Biggs dead in the eyes.

JASON CASHE: You know I'm not going to beg, but I am asking you, man to man, to have my back. Can you at least do that?

There's a sorrowful look in Biggs' eyes. Cashe releases his arm, but maintains the tense eye contact.

SPACEMAN BIGGS: I'm sorry, I don't know....

Biggs walks off screen, while Cashe just shakes his head.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ ETHAN LUCAS ★★★
vs
★★★ JASON CASHE ★★★

The bell rings and it’s Ethan Lucas and Jason Cashe circling is the ring eyeing each other up before the two come together with a tight collar and elbow tie up! Ethan Lucas powers Cashe back into the corner and begins landing some series high knees to the midsection! Cashe stumbles out of the corner and Lucas tosses him down to the ground with ease.

Lucas climbs out onto the apron, Lucas waves for Cashe to get up. Coincidentally, Cashe begins to rise. Ethan launches himself up and over the ropes into a roll but as he lands the roll, Jason Cashe hits a front dropkick to his spine. Lucas flops and folds into the canvas. Moments pass as Cashe catches his breath and Lucas pulls himself up using the ropes.

Lucas comes rushing out of the corner, he spins around looking for a Roaring Elbow. Cashe throws his "Mark of JASON" Elbow and the two elbows crash into each other. Both Cashe and Lucas flinch and grab at their pain filled limbs. Cashe fighting through his aches, launches at Lucas with another "Mark of JASON" attempt. Ethan weaves and the elbow misses by inches. Lucas catches Cashe in a standing arm triangle but snaps back, hitting a Downward Spiral and hooks the leg for 1...2...NEARFALL!

Both Lucas and Cashe look up at one another and push up off one knee at the same time. Both rush but it’s Cashe who scoops Lucas up and slams him with a bodyslam. Putting his back to the nearby corner, Cashe props himself up on the second turnbuckle. As Ethan Lucas groggily pushes to his feet, Cashe waits as he turns to find Cashe. The 'DiOGee' takes flight and hits a Diving Cutter! Popping up full of his own hype, Cashe gets close to the main camera and shouts.

JASON CASHE: Prikasa bitch, I'm coming!

Cashe turns and dives across Ethan Lucas to make the cover. The referee slaps the canvas for 1...2...KICKOUT! Later on it’s the former World Television Champion running at Ethan Lucas, Cashe flips over looking to crash into his opponent with a Cannon Ball but Lucas catches Cashe as he falls back into the ropes. Ethan keeps balance and Cashe hanging upside down as he adjusts and setups Cashe up for his "Trapped" Reverse Tombstone Piledriver but something happens. Lucas drops Cashe and moves away waving the space around his face. The referee confused walks in to check on Ethan but he walks into the cloud of foul and falls back as he plugs his nose. Cashe crawls away but is moving slowly as he is laughing uncontrollably! Cashe Farted in Ethan Lucas' face.

Cashe gets up from a knee and tries to say it was an accident. Lucas isn't having it and rushes it, clapping Cashe to the face with a drive by big boot. He kicks him a few times in the stomach and back as Cashe tries to roll away. Lucas rips Cashe up angry about the fart. He whips Cashe across the ring, dives forward into a roll, looking for his "Lights Out" Finisher. Cashe ducks the clothesline. Lucas lands chest first across the ropes. Cashe jumps up and as Lucas bounces off the ropes and falls backwards, Cashe catches his head and hits his "UTI" Jumping Neckbreaker. The referee slaps the canvas as Cashe makes the quick cover for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall is JASON—CASHE!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Lou now I am sorry about leaving you high and dry after the last match but this is more so my cup of tea. Ethan Lucas with one of his better outings against the winner of the 2020 Pinnacle Battle Royal Jason Cashe!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Forget about it Charles. We all have our own fears and yours just happens to be demons.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Nail on the head with that one Lou!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  When we return we’ll see the return of Jimmy Pagan!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
DA #TROLL GUY looks at a crucifix he holds in his hands, within his locker room. A bare wooden cross at the end of a simple string - so modest a symbol, but so powerful in its significance. Mariano Fernandez gazes at it curiously, like a child with a new toy.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: I’m not a man of faith, mang, and so “sin” holds no real meaning to me. It’s true, however, that perhaps there are sins I must wash.

Standing up straight, he gives the camera a deep stare.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: I bring this matter up because Jimmy Pagan styles himself the Sin Eater. No doubt coming back to MAINSTREAM in an attempt to eat my sins, or whatever he wants to do with them. However!

He raises a finger, and shakes his head, holding up the small wooden cross to the camera.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: The faith that this symbol belongs to holds that sins may be atoned for, that one always holds the key to their redemption. And though I’m not a man of faith, I’m going to put that creed to test tonight. Because I cannot let Jimmy Pagan eat these sins away.

He sets the crucifix on a table beside him, and joins both hands together swiftly, a small slapping sound resonating as they join.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: These sins I have committed belong to no other than myself. They’re my burden to bear, and mine alone to lay down. In order to do that, I must carry on what started on last show. And ad as it may be for our esteemed, returning Sin Eater, that means his comeback will have to be stalled.

Separating his hands, Mariano starts rolling his shoulders, before his hands join once more - this time in a fist colliding against the opposite palm.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: This is more than just a comeback, mang, more than just another step towards returning to the forefront. This is a test of faith. This is a proof of spirit. And more important than everything else… this is a cry against destiny. A declaration that no matter what comes before me, I am STILL here to stay. Chris Constantine Jr. knew it last show, Jimmy Pagan will know it the next… and after tonight, perhaps the entirety of MAINSTREAM Wrestling will know it one more time.

Having said his peace, DA #TROLL GUY makes for the locker room door, not before, however, giving the camera one final look.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: I am not a man of faith. But the only faith one truly needs… is in oneself. Let’s go.

And with that, the locker room door slams shut, the last sight of the camera of the crucifix at the table, before the feed cuts back to the ring.

[Robert Daniels]

The audience is transported once again to Hotel California, inside the recreation centre. A group of the hotel’s masked residents are sitting around, sipping drinks and making small talk amongst themselves. Eli Buchanan slides into view and smiles at the screen.

ELI BUCHANAN: Why, hello there. Thank you for joining us once again here at Hotel California. It really is such a lovely place. You’ve come at the right time, it’s talent night here at the hotel and it’s my turn to perform.

He turns to everyone and waves.

ELI BUCHANAN: Hey everyone! Are you ready to see my new act?

Two older men, sitting apart from everyone begin laughing

“We would love to see your new act,” jokes the first man.

“But we would hate to miss your act,” the second man adds.

“Infact, we would love to hate your act,” the first man finishes.

The two men begin laughing again and everyone in the room joins in. Eli turns to the viewer and shrugs.

ELI BUCHANAN: Professional critics. I probably should kick them out, they complain all the time and don’t tip their waiters, but I’m not exactly in the position to turn away guests when they have the bad habit of falling like flies around here.

He raises a hand.

ELI BUCHANAN: I will now perform a soliloquy from the Shakespearean play, ‘Hamlet’.

“Oh great,” the second man groans, “and he’s going to put us to sleep. Someone grabs us some pillows and blankets.”

“Well, look at the bright side,” the first man jokes, “it can’t possibly be as bad as his performance as Warren Lawford in ‘The Batman Chronicles’.”

“You’re right,” the second man said, “it could be worse. His acting in ‘Scavenger Hunt’ was deplorable!”

They both start laughing and once again, everyone else joins in.

Eli looks at the audience and sighs. He reaches up his hand and pulls down a long chain. He gives it a tug and the floor beneath the two men opens up and they fall in. Flames are shown rising out of the trap door and the two men can be heard screaming.

‘Finally, he found a way to make his act red hot!”

“It certainly brought down the house for you and me.”

Eli rolls his eyes and pulls the chain to close the trap door. He shrugs his shoulders again and smiles.

ELI BUCHANAN: Well I guess that means Talent Night is officially over for the evening, but that’s alright, because I have a match against the Mainstream Wrestling World Champion, AJ Morales.

He walks out of the rec room and goes down the hallway.

ELI BUCHANAN: Now, I’ve got to admit, I’m not really interested in championship belts at the moment. I mean, how many titles does a man really need?

He pauses in front of a large doorway. It starts illuminating behind him, showing the room is filled with all the titles and trophies Eli has won over the years, including the 2018 Emerald City Classic Cup. Eli looks over his shoulder and blushes. He reaches in the room and shuts off the light before moving on.

ELI BUCHANAN: Besides, I don’t wrestle anymore. I’m way too busy running the hotel to get in the ring. However, never let it be said that I’m not a team player, so I guess that means I’ll be seeing you later tonight in the main event, Champ! I got to warn you though, you might think you know what you’re getting yourself into against me tonight, AJ, but think of this like any good horror story. There’s always a good twist at the end!

He chuckles to himself and walks off camera, only to return and look straight out through the screen.

ELI BUCHANAN: And you never know, there might be a good twist in the middle as well.

He walks off, chuckling to himself as he disappears.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ JIMMY PAGAN ★★★
vs
★★★ MARIANO FERNANDEZ ★★★

The bell rings and this match is underway! Jimmy Pagan wants to start his return big, and so charges at Mariano with a heavy shotgun dropkick! The Grand Slam Champion is knocked over to the turnbuckle, and as he rebounds back, his back in pain, Pagan catches his leg and drops him with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb followed by a cover for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Mariano kicks out at two! Pagan is up and gaining some momentum! He takes off towards the ropes and launches in a springboard Moonsault…NO! DA #TROLL GUY rolls out of the way and Pagan hits the mat! He struggles to get up after the missed move, and once he’s up, Mariano Fernandez is right on him with a Snap Suplex! Down goes Pagan and Mariano launches an elbow drop for good measure! He goes for the cover for 1...2...KICKOUT!

But Mariano isn’t about to let go yet, especially after last week’s hard-fought victory. He grabs Pagan’s legs and tries to tie them up against his own for a Sharpshooter! He struggles to lock it in but soon as he has done it, Pagan reaches the bottom rope! Fernandez has no choice but to release the hold lest he be disqualified, and takes off to the opposite side of the ring. Pagan gets up and Mariano goes for a flying forearm on the rebound…NO! Jimmy Pagan with a scoop slam counter! Mariano Fernandez is brought down hard, and Jimmy Pagan goes for the cover for 1...2...NEARFALL!

DA #TROLL GUY kicks out at two! Pagan doesn’t hesitate but instead wants to step on the gas further! He taunts for a huge crowd reaction, and leaps towards the turnbuckle. DA #TROLL GUY is groggily climbing to his feet as Pagan sets himself up. He taunts again and launches for the “Turn in My Grave” Springboard Tornillo... BUT DA #TROLL GUY CATCHES HIM AND PUTS HIM DOWN IN A PILEDRIVER! Pagan lands head first and DA #TROLL GUY hooks his leg for 1...2...NEARFALL!

But the Sin Eater kicks out at the last second! Very exhausted after the grueling contest, Mariano Fernandez decides to pull all stops. It’s he who is climbing the top turnbuckle now as Pagan makes it to a knee. As Pagan rises up, he hears a “FOR SIGMAR!” shout before Mariano’s forearm collides against his face in the WARHAMMER! Down goes Pagan and Mariano emphatically hooks the leg for 1...2...3!

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

CHARLES HUDSON:  Statement victory by the former two-time World Heavyweight Champion!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Jimmy Pagan is a terrific talent and he’s been successful all over the world but something just didn’t seem right about him tonight.

Eli Buchanan appears on the big screen. He waves at Pagan and laughs.

ELI BUCHANAN: Hi Jimmy, it’s so good to see you again! I’m sorry that you lost your match, but you really should know better than take your eyes off the ball like that. After all, it was only back in February that I did the same thing”

The smile disappears from his face and the screen goes dark around him.

ELI BUCHANAN: Don’t you remember that, Jimmy? You were there that night. Some would even say you cost me the World Title that year.

The lights around him return and Eli starts smiling and laughing again.

ELI BUCHANAN: But that’s alright, Jimmy, I’ve learned to forgive you for your past transgressions. Now if you’ll please excuse me, I’ve got a World Title match to prepare for, and Jimmy, make sure you watch the whole match because you’re going to be very, very interested in what happens afterwards.

He waves at Pagan one last time before disappearing from the screen.

CHARLES HUDSON:  What is going on with Eli Buchanan? He has a World Title match here tonight but he’s got time to mess with Jimmy Pagan and rub his nose in this loss?

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  This isn’t the Eli Buchanan of old Charles. He’s different. I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t walk away later tonight with the World Heavyweight Championship. Let’s take a commercial break and when we return there will be more Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

“War Machine” by KISS begins to blare over the PA system and Chris Madison slowly steps out onto the entranceway. He nods his head to the melody, keeping his eyes affixed to the ring which was properly furnished for the upcoming contract signing between him and Jacob Hammerstein.

Madison slowly makes his way to ring, clearly not dressed for action. Wearing a distressed mesh trucker hat, a pair of blue jeans, work boots, and one of the Franchise’s licensed shirts with a large piece of white tape stuck to it that has the word “SUCKS” written in big bold black letters. Madison climbs the stairs and stops before stepping onto the apron, keeping one hand on the ring post. He enters the ring and slowly circles around the edges of the ring before grabbing a microphone that had been placed on the table.

“Highway to Hell” by AC/DC blares through the empty arena as The American Monster Jacob Hammerstein walks out onto the ramp. He looks toward the ring where Madison and Bombay stand. He shakes his head, a Cheshire Cat grin on his face, before walking down the ramp. As he walks up the ring steps, his smile is replaced by a look of someone ready to fight. He wipes his feet on the ring apron before stepping through the ropes. Bombay motions towards a chair for Hammerstein, but the Hall of Famer pushes it out of the way with his foot. He powerwalks around the table, right up to Madison. The two men stand nose to nose and forehead to forehead before Bombay manages to get between them. He tries to convince Hammerstein to take a seat, but he sidesteps the chair, opting instead to snatch a microphone off the table and lean against the ropes. He points the microphone at Bombay before speaking.

KEVIN BOMBAY: Sorry, man, but I didn't much care for Robb Daniels when he ran the show. In fact, I couldn't, and still can't stand the guy, and I knew him. So you'll have to excuse me if I come across like I don't trust you. It's only because, well, I don't trust you.

Before Bombay can respond, The American Monster turns his attention to Madison.

HAMMERSTEIN: And as for you, Ugly…you said you jumped me because I was near the top of the food chain. Let me set you straight on something. With the belt or without the belt I am the TOP of the damn food chain. With the crown or without the crown, everybody knows who the King of The Mainstream Jungle is...

“But I get it, man. You followed the new guy in the prison yard protocol. You find the baddest inmate walkin the yard and you sucker punch him. You think that earns you the respect of the rest of the inmates and makes you the baddest man walkin’ the yard.”

Hammerstein runs his fingers through his hair. He points a finger towards Madison and continues.

CHRIS MADISON: What am I suppose to say to that?

Chris posts up in the corner, leaning his back against the turnbuckles.

CHRIS MADISON: I could stand here and carry on with you about how I’m disappointed with the way my championship match against AJ Morales concluded, but that wouldn’t change a thing. And frankly, that’s not why I am out here. The Franchise proved to the world that they are the cowards that we all know they are. In time, they’ll get what’s coming to them. But first…

Madison grins and excitedly raises his eyebrows.

CHRIS MADISON: ...a surefire match of the year candidate. Chris Madison versus the 2020 Emerald City Classic Champion Jacob Hammerstein in a submission match! I know what you’re thinking, I brought this on myself. I came back to Mainstream after being shelved for nearly three months with a concussion and foolishly attacked the hottest ticket in the company. I know it was a move that left most everyone scratching their heads.

His eyes narrowed while standing across from Hammerstein.

CHRIS MADISON: For me, it was the only move that made sense. For three months I watched as you took over Mainstream. You, were the one person who came to this ring, night after night, and proved that you were undoubtedly the best in the locker room. It wasn’t one of these dopes running around calling themselves the Franchise. It wasn’t my boy Jason Cashe. It wasn’t any of the reigning champions. Jacob Hammerstein, you’ve proved to be a step above the rest of the talent in that locker room. But I can’t help but wonder, what if…

Madison reaches up with his free hand and scratches the side of his head as he shrugs his shoulders.

CHRIS MADISON: What if I hadn’t suffered a concussion in that triple threat match against AJ Morales and Bryan Ford. What if I was around for those three months. What if I was cleared to compete in the Emerald City Classic? Oh how things could have been different. Unfortunately for me, I have to live with those what if’s and a lack of answers. But all of that uncertainty acts as the ultimate motivator. I might not be able to rewrite history, but I sure as hell can change the future. What better way to cement myself as the best competitor in this ring than to make Jacob Hammerstein tap out in the center of this ring? If you don’t think that’s possible, or that I’m not capable, you are only lying to yourself. I’ve been in this business for nineteen long years. I have been in all-out wars across the globe against the absolute best wrestlers in the world. I thrive in these moments…I promise you this, Hammerstein, if you doubt me and give this match anything other than your all, you’ll be waking up under the bright lights wondering what the hell happened to you!

HAMMERSTEIN: You talk a big game and maybe rightfully so but the problem with what if’s and ‘would’ve, could’ve, should’ve’ did that I'm the baddest sonofabitch walkin the yard. What you did landed you right here, signin over the rights to televise you taking the asskickin of your career. When we do hook it up in this here submission match, you won't be the baddest man in the yard….

Hammerstein signs the contract then flips the pen onto the table.

HAMMERSTEIN: You just gonna be my bitch...

Bombay moves between the two men as Chris Madison smiles and laughs. He picks up the pen laying on the table, signs the contract then flips the table over! Hammerstein drops the microphone and squares up ready for a fight but instead Madison steps up to him nose to nose smiling as the camera comes in tight on the two men with Kevin Bombay smirking holding his hand between the two men as the show goes to commercial.

[Robert Daniels]

"Savage" by Megan Thee Stallion plays and a spotlight shines on the entry way of the arena. Caroline Clarke and Dayna Grace steps from behind the curtain and walks towards the ring wearing their Mainstream Wrestling Tag Team Championships fastened tightly around their waists.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Now making their way to the ring at this time at a combined weight of two hundred and twenty six pounds. They are the Mainstream Wrestling Tag Team Champions—Dayna Grace and Caroline Clarke...EUPHORIC!

Dayna Grace walks along the ring and steps up onto the apron to begin posing, removing her Tag Team Championship title belt and holding it up with one hand. Meanwhile Caroline Clarke climbs the ring stairs and wipes her feet on the apron and enters they the ropes standing behind Grace posing inside ring. The spotlight follows both of them inside the ring where Clarke removes her jacket with a smile on her face and both ladies are holding the Tag Team Championships across their shoulders.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Already in the ring at this time at a combined weight of four hundred and fifteen pounds! From Pensacola, Florida the team of Scott Sterling and Adam King...AGGRESSION!

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING

★★★ EUPHORIC (C) ★★★
[CAROLINE CLARKE & DAYNA GRACE]
vs
★★★ AGGRESSION ★★★
[SCOTT STERLING & ADAM KING]

The bell rings and it’s Scott Sterling starting this one from Aggression and he comes together with a collar and elbow tie up with Caroline Clarke of Euphoric! Sterling drives her back into a neutral corner, using his size and strength advantage. As the referee pulls her away he delivers a boot to her stomach doubling her over!

Sterling grabs her by her hair and pulls her into the middle of the ring. As the referee counts he rolls her over his shoulder and drops her down with a neck breaker. He grabs her by the arm and drags her over to his brother who tags him on the back. King vaults over the top rope and drops a leg across her neck. He hooks the leg for 1...2...KICKOUT!

King stalks his downed opponent looking to decide his next move. He grabs Clarke by the hair, lifting her up slightly and locks in a rear chin hold. Driving his weight down on her. She struggles as she slowly fights her way back to her feet. Trying to create space she drives her elbow into his gut, and again and again!

She fight free and sprints into the ropes trying to gain momentum. King drops to the floor as Clarke leaps over jumping off the second rope into a crossbody. But King catches her out of the air and whips her immediately to the ground with a high impact spinebuster, her head bouncing off the canvas. King transitions into a cover for 1...2...BREAK!

Grace comes in and breaks it up. The official warns her to step out of the ring and as she does its Sterling who tries to come in and the official stops him to Dayna grabs the wrist of Caroline Clarke and pulls her closer to their corner. Dayna steps back out onto the apron and Sterling tells the official what has happen before stepping out onto the apron as well. Grace leans over the top rope holding the tag string and makes the tag with Caroline Clarke!

Grace hurries into the ring and drags King to his feet. She whips him into the ropes he rebounds off and she leap frogs over. As he rebounds the second time she goes for the hip toss but he blocks, lowering his weight and she delivers a monstrous slap to the chest that echoes through the building!

Grace grabs his wrist as he tries to stumble away, pulls him back in and drops him with a chick kick to the side of the head! Adam King falls backwards hard to the mat but Grace maintains a firm hold of his wrist. She drags him back to his feet. She pushes down on his shoulder blades lifting herself up into the air and executed a textbook hurricanrana with a bridge for 1...2...KICKOUT!

King kicks out hard shooting Grace forward onto the mat with both hands down and on her knees. King rolls over and contemplated making the tag but instead he grabs the wrist of Grace who looks to take a swing at him. He pulls her in and nails her with a high knee to the side of the jaw an neck! Grace falls lifeless to the mat concerning Caroline Clarke! King hooks the leg for the cover and Clarke stands on the bottom rope cheering her tag team partner as the official counts 1...2...NEARFALL!

Clarke still standing on the bottom rope leaning over into the ring claps her hands hard willing her partner along. Sterling leans over extending his hand looking for a tag in his teams corner watching as King climbs to his feet. King is wanting to finish her off but Sterling insists on the tag so he executes the tag into the match!

Sterling enters the ring and sets up in the corner pointing across the ring at Caroline Clarke signaling for the end. As he approaches Caroline to begin his portion of the Electric Chair Drop Kick. Sterling picks her up and and lifts her in the air only for Dayna Grace to lunge over him and makes the diving tag with Caroline Clarke!

She rushes across the ring and hits a lariat to King knocking him from the apron and he hits his back hard against the railing at ringside! Grace rolls under the bottom rope to the apron and pulls herself up to her feet to watch her tag team partner at work. Clarke ducks under a clothesline attempt by Sterling then another and she kicks him in the midsection!

Clarke gains some momentum bouncing off the ropes and hits a single leg shotgun drop kick to the side of Sterling’s head while doubled over from the kick to the mid-section! Clarke picks Sterling up from the mat and lifts him up and makes the tag with Dayna Grace who mounts the top rope...Clarke maneuvers Sterling around and drops him with the FALLEN STARLET! Clarke rolls out of the way just in time for Dayna Grace to land an effortless shooting star press and she hooks the leg for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall and STILL Tag Team Champions...Dayna Grace and Caroline Clarke—EUPHORIC!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Another impressive victory by the tag team champions!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  You cannot deny their cohesiveness as a team.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Children of the Moon are in serious trouble if they are expecting a cake walk.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  You’re absolutely right Charles. These Tag Team Championships may be a permanent fixture with Euphoric for the foreseeable future.

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[Robert Daniels]

The camera cuts to inside of the locker room of our number one contenders for the MAINSTREAM tag team championship belts, our Children of the Moon. Since neither one of them are booked to compete tonight, they are dressed quite casually, lounging on their black leather couch with their feet kicked up on the coffee table. Rebecca’s long black hair pulled back in a high ponytail as she pressed her lips together in a pout, wearing one of her favorite shades of red to compliment the black dress hugging her curves.

REBECCA THOREAU: I can’t wait for the day when we beat and humiliate EUPHORIC as we relieve them of their ill gotten tag team championship belts.

A short burst of laughter follows her words as she reaches for her bottle of water that she had placed on the coffee table. Julie is running her fingers through the curls of her blonde hair which frames her face as the smile is growing on her face.

JULIE MIRI: It’s time for the tag team division here to elevate to the next level, no more of this slumming around in the gutters with Glow in the Dark and EUPHORIC.  Nobody wants to see them tossing the tag team titles back and forth, not when we’re on the roster, and we’ve already proven that we’re one of the best tag teams in this industry.

REBECCA THOREAU: Plus the extra added bonus of rubbing those tag team titles in the faces of EUPHORIC and Cartier is the cherry on top of a wonderful sundae.

Our Children of the Moon exchange a smile between each other before they turn their attention over towards the camera inside of their locker room. Julie places one arm around Rebecca’s shoulders as they both lean forward in a slight manner.

REBECCA THOREAU: Make sure you hold on to those titles real close girls, cherish every last moment you have with them, because we’re coming to collect soon enough.

JULIE MIRI: And they’ll be gone just like that.

Both Julie and Rebecca raise one hand each as they quickly snap their fingers to demonstrate how fast they’ll take the tag team titles in their possession. There’s a slight pause, for effect at the very least, before they both dissolve into laughter as the camera fades out.

[Robert Daniels]

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
WORLD TELEVISION

★★★ BRYAN FORD (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ TEDMUND MONTGOMERY ★★★

The bell rings and it’s Bryan Ford who first holds up his hand for a test of strength with Tedmund Montgomery who acknowledges it but it’s Ford who boots Ted in the gut giving a clubbing blow to the back. Ted rises up arching his back some as Ford follows with a vicious knife edge chop to the chest! Ford then follows up with an overhand chop to the same spot! He Irish whips Ted into a corner turnbuckle and charges him full speed connecting with another sickening chop! "You Don't deserve this again!" He yells out.

Ted rocks Ford with a right hand stopping the offense and buying him some time to regroup but not enough as Ford leaps straight up and connects with a dropkick to the face! Ford flips backwards and lands on his feet!

Ford exits the ring and is now outside on the apron looking to connect with a Slingshot spear. He shoots in but Ted grabs him in a guillotine! He then transfers the hold into a vertical suplex. Holding Ford in the air for a bit but Ford wiggles around and uses gravity to his advantage falling behind Ted and drives his knees into his back with a Backstabber!

Ted comes back up and collapses onto the top rope. Ford smirks as he grabs the rope and yanks it back causing Ted to roll backwards. He exits the ring now on the apron as Montgomery is back to his feet and gets folded by a Slingshot Spear he follows with a hook of the leg for a 1...2...KICKOUT!

Ford slaps the mat and puts the boots to Tedmund Montgomery leaving him laying when he climbs to the top of the turnbuckle and leaps off with a Frog Splash! But Ted manages to roll out of the way as Ford hits the mat hard! Ted can't capitalize as Ford rolls out of the ring. Montgomery exits the ring going after Ford but can't find him anywhere. Ford then crawls from underneath the ring on the opposite side sneaking up behind Ted and shoves him into the ring post!

Ford steps back from the corner frustrated feeling he should have put away the former champion by now. He slams the mat in anger as he walks over to Ted who suddenly gets a small package for 1...2...NEARFALL!

Ford kicks out at two and pops up to his feet, knocking Ted down with a discuss lariat. Ford leans against the ropes with an expression that says 'Let this be over already!' He picks up Ted hoisting him onto his shoulders looking for the Sudden Silence. But Montgomery wiggles out of his grasp and connects with an uppercut sending Ford reeling back. Ted strikes Ford with a chop! And then another! And another! And soon begins Lighting Ford up with vicious chops and strikes! Ford has had enough and spits in Ted's face blinding him temporarily before throwing him down and locks in a Lion Tamer submission applying pressure to his lower back!

Ford releases the hold and stomps the lower back of Montgomery before lifting him back up and shoved him back into the corner! Ford lifts Montgomery to a seated position on the top turnbuckle and tosses his feet over the top rope and he ascends. Ford and Ted are on the top turnbuckle and begin trading shots as Ford is trying to get a superplex on him. Ted is showing great resistance and begins getting the upperhand! Ford strikes with a headbutt dazing the former champion as he then roars lifting the man onto his shoulders before jumping off with an Avalanche Death Valley Driver! Both men are out of it as the ref begins counting them out.

...1!

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...8!

Ford crawls over draping an arm across the chest of Tedmund Montgomery for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall and STILL World Television Champion...BRYAN—FORD!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Good Lord what a finish!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  How about that come back by the former champ! Still no match for that top rope Avalanche Death Valley Driver!

CHARLES HUDSON:  I don’t know too many men who could come back from a maneuver as devastating as that!

Bryan Ford is celebrating his win as the official retrieves the World Television Championship from the time keeper. The official is abruptly stopped as a beaten and battered Tedmund Montgomery stops him in his tracks and pulls the World Television Championship from the official and hold up his hand and squints. He walks over carrying the title and hands it to Bryan Ford in an act of sportsmanship. Montgomery raises the hand of Ford before exiting the ring and allowing him his moment to celebrate.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Class act that Tedmund Montgomery is. Perhaps he’s satisfied with his efforts tonight and is finally passing the torch to Bryan Ford. When we return from commercial break The Mistress of Mayhem Emma Douglas challenges Julianna DiMaria for the United States Championship!

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[Robert Daniels]

DURING THE BREAK...
Anthony Cross is walking into the backstage area of Mainstream Arena when Samantha Kinsley walks up to him.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Anthony, I’d like to get a word in with you.

”ENFORCER” ANTHONY CROSS: Sure. What’s up?

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: A couple weeks ago you fell short in your effort to become Mainstream Television champion.

”ENFORCER” ANTHONY CROSS: Ouch, Samantha. That hurts my soul. Thanks for the reminder.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: My apologies.But since you are not wrestling tonight why are you here?

”ENFORCER” ANTHONY CROSS: Samantha, there are things going on tonight that have piqued my interest. For instance, Emma Douglas actually got a United States title match.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Rea…

VOICE: Seriously?

Bryan Blaze walks over to Anthony and Samantha.

BRYAN BLAZE: You’ve only been in Mainstream all of five minutes and you can just throw your weight around.

”ENFORCER” ANTHONY CROSS: Is that right?

BRYAN BLAZE: You should gain a track record around here before you start throwing your weight around.

”ENFORCER” ANTHONY CROSS: Well then, I should get down to business.

Cross walks away as the show goes to commercial.

[Robert Daniels]

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP

★★★ JULIANNA DIMARIA (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ EMMA DOUGLAS ★★★

As they stand across the ring, in their respective corners. Before the sound of the bell. Both Julianna DiMaria and Emma Douglas are locked onto each other. Emma pacing left two steps before cutting back to the right. The referee signals for the bell and Emma races at the defending Champion. The two lock up. Douglas takes control early using her size over DiMaria. Backing her into the corner pads behind her. Emma shoves herself away from the grapple and snaps forward, crashing into Julianna with a corner clothesline.

Before Julianna can slump down into the corner, Emma pulls her from the corner and launches her with a huge Hip Toss! DiMaria slides towards the center of the ring as she arches from the landing.

Julianna slowly stands up and once she does so, Emma nails her right in the gut with a punch. Julianna doubles over and Emma lifts her up, looking to powerbomb her. Julianna offers some resistance by firing some punches right at her face and this resistance is enough to cause Emma to fall backwards and Julianna winds up landing right on her with an improvised senton. Julianna keeps Emma grounded by standing above her and then delivering a standing moonsault into a double knee smash right into the chest. Emma rolls away but Julianna isn’t having it as she kicks her near the ropes.

Julianna then walks to the ropes and steps through them, kicking Emma a little farther from them. Emma is lying face down on the mat and Julianna takes this opportunity to deliver a springboard somersault legdrop right across the back of the head. This leads to Emma rolling near the corner and the United States Champion is resourceful enough to run to the corner and do the same reverse corner splash move… but this time, it’s with her signature reverse corner slingshot double knee drop right into the chest. Julianna is able to drag Emma away and then near the center of the ring, delivers a double knee stomp to the chest before pinning her shoulders to the mat for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Julianna tries to grab Emma from behind as they both get to their feet. Emma is able to snapmare Julianna over and then hit her with a hard kick between the shoulder blades. As Julianna arches her back in pain, Emma rolls her into her stomach, locking her legs and then grabs the arms and flattens her with Facial Reconstruction!

Emma has Julianna on the ground, face flat on the mat. Emma kicks her opponent a few times in the kidneys, letting out a big laugh. She then promptly moves and takes a seat on her back and then Emma grabs her chin, cranking her back on the Camel Clutch. DiMaria cries out, reaches with one hand, trying to get to the ropes but she wasn't close. The referee checks on her, asks her if she wants to quit. She doesn't tap. No hand slapping the canvas, no verbal submission. DiMaria started fighting. Clawing at the canvas, dragging her and Emma mere inches on the ring. Emma stands up, jumps up in place and crashes down into the Champion's lower back.

Smiling down at Julianna as she flattens on the canvas. Emma Douglas reaches down with both hands and grabs herself a handful of DiMaria's hair. Pulling her up, Julianna stands, tries to throw back an elbow. Emma yanks her down by her hair and DiMaria slams onto her back. Emma goes enraged and roars out before ripping DiMaria off the canvas. With forceful aggression, Emma Douglas runs and launches DiMaria through the ropes and the Champion spills out onto the ring apron.

Following after her, Emma ducks under the ropes and steps out onto the apron. Julianna in desperation, throws a wild haymaker. It catches and stuns Douglas. DiMaria stands and again, throws a haymaker. Emma collects it and snaps with a returning punch.

The two dominating females are battling it out in the ring apron. Emma manages to nail Julianna with a kick to the gut and then hooks her legs and drops her on the hardest part of the ring with a Queen's End. They both spill off onto the ringside floor as Julianna DiMaria seems to be struggling with her movements. The package piledriver connecting did no favors to her spine.

Emma having a few aches over the move as well, still manages to rise. She wanted to win and win she sought to do as she drags Julianna up and goes to throw her back into the ring. Rolling until she comes to her stomach, DiMaria begins to crawl inside the ring. She makes it to the corner and lies there. She struggles to get up as Emma Douglas finally gets into the ring. As DiMaria gets to a vertical base, Emma is charging right at her. Julianna uses the top rope to lift herself up and she uses a headscissors to clasp Emma’s head before she follows through with an improvised hurricanrana that drags Emma all the way down to the mat. Emma is able to get to her knees quickly, but Julianna runs over to dropkick her back down to the mat.

Julianna is resourceful enough to get to the top rope all while the challenger gets to a vertical base and once she does so, the United States Champion makes the leap off of the top rope to take down Emma with a cross body block. This gets Julianna fired up as she measures Emma. The United States Champion allows Emma to get to her knees before Julianna bolts in and knocks her down with a shining wizard! Emma drops down to the mat and Julianna takes advantage by dragging Emma to the corner and flipping her face up. Julianna walks to the corner, grabs the top rope and leaps off the second rope, landing right on Emma in the corner with a reverse corner slingshot splash! Julianna stays on Emma for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Still dazed herself, Julianna staggers as she stands up and moves to the corner. She uses the turnbuckles to keep herself up and leans against the turnbuckles, Emma is up and charges right at her and goes for a corner splash, but Julianna is able to escape harm’s way at the last second. Emma stumbles backwards and Julianna steps through the ropes. She then springboards herself off the top rope and connects with a hard forearm to the jaw that knocks Emma completely down on the mat. Julianna then takes advantage of this by applying a headscissors chokehold, in an attempt to choke Emma out as much as she can. Emma struggles to breathe for a bit, but she grabs one of Julianna’s ankles and twists it some, causing her to wince in pain. This causes Julianna to let go of the scissors hold, but Emma still has her ankle.

A quick boot to the face allows Julianna to escape the predicament before applying a side headlock to Emma. Emma though, uses her strength advantage to get up while firing shot after shot at Julianna. Julianna counters by running to the ropes and bouncing off of them for a springboard bulldog. Julianna is quick to flip over the challenger on her back and hook her leg for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Emma Douglas kicks out yet again! Both DiMaria and Douglas are tired and it shows. As she rises, DiMaria pulls Emma to a sit up position. Getting herself and her opponent to their feet, Julianna DiMaria clubs Emma against her back. Emma explodes and open palm chops Julianna down over the chest. DiMaria throws a wide swinging clothesline, Douglas ducks in and gets behind the Champion. She spins Julianna around.

Emma Douglas hoists DiMaria on one shoulder with the full intent to powerslam her, but Julianna is able to slip out of Emma’s grip. She gives a hard shove to Emma causing her to move forward a bit. Emma turns around, and Julianna nails her with a leaping roundhouse kick to the jaw that causes Emma to teeter, but not fall. Julianna then runs up to her again and nails her with a step up enziguri that causes Emma to fall down into a seated position. Julianna steps back and then dashes in Emma’s direction, nailing her with a running knee to the head. Emma finally drops down to the mat and Julianna goes to the top rope, not quite satisfied with her offense just yet. Julianna takes a leap and nails Emma with a top rope body splash. The momentum causes Julianna to roll right off of her and Emma winds up rolling on her side. Julianna expresses frustration with this and the United States Champion slides over and shoves Emma back down on her back. With this, Julianna stands up and hits a standing moonsault splash but Emma Douglas lifts her knees!

DiMaria folds into a fetal position as Emma shoves her off. Getting up, Emma Douglas breaks into a jog, hits the ropes and as DiMaria begins to rise, Emma rockets herself at the Champion, going for her "Death Rattle" Shining Wizard.. Julianna ducks the knees, sliding to the side. Emma misses, DiMaria hooks her between the legs from behind and rolls the challenger backwards with a School Boy for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall and STILL United States Champion...JULIANNA—DIMARIA!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Emma Douglas has been robbed!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  I know it seems like we say this time and time again but this has been the toughest test for Julianna DiMaria since becoming the United States Champion. What’s this?

SKYE HEALY: I have been beaten down, I have been humiliated for the LAST! TIME! I am a WORLD CHAMPION! I am destined for greatness!

Skye pauses as the emotions get the best of her.

No entrance music as “Limitless” Skye Healy steps out of the curtain. Healy appears to be looking for competition dressed in her ring gear with a t-shirt covering her top. She doesn’t pose or taunt for the camera. Instead, she’s focusing intensely on the ring as she walks briskly down the aisle and into the squared circle. She jerks the microphone out of Graham Stevens’ hand and looks directly into the hard camera.

SKYE HEALY: DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?! DO ANY OF YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!? NO. I…I was born and bred for this! And this…just…isn’t…fair!!!

Julianna DiMaria retrieves a microphone from the ring announcer and goes to cutoff Healy.

JULIANNA DIMARIA: Skye, Skye. Life’s not fair...

SKYE HEALY: I was supposed to be World Champion! I was supposed to be the US Champion! I was one second away from putting championship gold around my waist—I had it calculated! I had it scouted. And it should...be…mine!

JULIANNA DIMARIA: Instrad if the confident, hardworking woman I’ve always known you’re starting to sound like a whiny little bitch!

Healy is irate.

SKYE HEALY: Just shut up! The last time you came out here and cut me off you challenged me! You challenged me because you knew that I would be the ultimate test! You knew it. Well, now I’m out here and I am challenging you! At Mainstream 50 in two weeks put the US Championship on the line and let me prove that I’m not just the best wrestler from San Diego BUT the best in the whole damn country!

Healy lowers her hand tightly grasping the microphone as DiMaria retorts.

JULIANNA DIMARIA: You’re on...

DiMaria spikes the microphone as her music plays and the show goes to commercial.

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