MAINSTREAM 65 - ORLANDO - 04/25/2021

[Robert Daniels]

Battleground Network Presents

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING 65
SUNDAY - 04/25/2021
AMWAY ARENA
ORALNDO, FLORIDA

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING IS LIVE FROM ORLANDO, FLORIDA AND WE’RE INSIDE THE AMWAY CENTER FOR MAINSTREAM 65!

KEVIN BOMBAY: Two weeks ago at Conflict in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania history was made for our company! In the Main Event of the fore mentioned event saw Mariano Fernandez defend the World Television Championship against Cartier. And now for the first time in this company’s history every championship is now currently held by a woman! Folks, this is history. Let’s give a round of applause for these beautiful and strong women who have persevered, overcome the odds and now stand atop Mainstream Wrestling!

“Savage” by Megan Thee Stallion begins to play throughout the arena as the curtain opens and Dayna Barrett walks out onto the stage along with Caroline Clarke slowly with the curtain closing behind them. Both smile in streets clothes, wearing their Mainstream Wrestling Tag Team Championships around their wastes and waving at the fans along the aisle while making their way down to the ring.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Now making their way to the ring. They are the Mainstream Wrestling Tag Team Champions! Caroline Clarke and Dayna Barrett...EUPHORIC!

Grace walks slowly up the ring stairs and along the apron turning to looking out at the fans she strikes a pose with Caroline Clarke already in the ring behind her posing as well. Barrett turns to step into the ring as their music ends.

“Can You Feel My Heart” by Bring Me The Horizon begins to play throughout the Amway Center as Skye Healy walks out into the strange and down the aisle.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Now making her way to the ring. She is the Mainstream Wrestling United States Champion...SKYE—HEALY!

Healy already dressed in her ring gear as she’s set to take on Chris Madison in the main event. She walks up the ring steps and along the apron posing with her United States Championship as her music abruptly stops and she has an try look on her face to hear Julianna’s playing loudly.

“Deal with the Devil” by Pop Evil begins playing throughout the AMWAY Center as Julianna DiMaria appears on the stage, greeted with mixed reactions from the Orlando fans in attendance. She ignores them and heads down to the ring with a confident look on her face.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Now making her way to the ring. She is the Mainstream World Heavyweight Champion...JULIANNA—DIMARIA!

Once inside the ring DiMari is giving the ‘talk to the hand’ hand motion towards Skye Healy whom is still irritated by the World Champion cutting off her entrance.

“212” by Azealia Banks lights up the PA system as new Mainstream Wrestling World Television Champion Cartier heads out to the ring with her gleaming title belt on her shoulder. She joins the other ladies in the ring and soaks in the applause from the crowd, which seems to irk World Champion Julianna DiMaria.

CARTIER: Listen up, y’all… this Championship win is a moment, markin’ a…

SKYE HEALY: Cartier, Cartier… I don’t mean to interrupt.”

Healy comedically reaches up and pulls the microphone out of Cartier’s hand.

SKYE HEALY: I just have to say this one thing and you can have this ring. To be quite honest, I don’t think anyone is here to listen to you talk. I think everyone is here to listen to each and everyone of these women in the ring tonight to thank ME. Thank me for the inspiration to reach up and ‘grab the brass ring’ so to speak. Thank me for motivating you to be better wrestlers, better athletes, better all around performers. Without me, none of you would have gotten your titles!

A standing boovation for the United States Champion.

SKYE HEALY: I said this months ago, I manifested it and here we are now! I mean Euphoric, because of me, you guys were able to look upon me and use me as an example and recapture those belts. Cartier, thank me because I motivated you to win that belt! I put that into the world, and you came through for us. Well for me mostly, god I just love being right all the time. And Julianna, you can thank me for being so helpful because ever since I took this belt off your shoulders, your career has skyrocketed. Just look at you, radiant, a World Champion…A world champion that I’ve beaten. So whenever you want some real competition, call me and we can run this back once more.

Julianna shoves Healy down. Healy rolls out of the ring before DiMaria can continue to attack. Healy exits up the ramp as DiMaria hands Cartier the microphone.

CARTIER: As I was tryin’a say… this company been through a rebirth as a result of what we done. These crusty old white boys bein’ shown the door ain’t no accident. It’s a statement. We don’t need no Hammersteins an’ no Manny Fernandezes, because we got the hottest bitch on the block, the Brooklyn Baller, the World Television Champion, right here an’ right now. An’ soon enough? The belt on my shoulder gonna be bigger an’ even better. You heard me, Julie?

“The future is female is what they always said…but they wasn’t ready for the future to become the present. At Conflict, I made the possible the reality. I made my mark, I made history for Mainstream, an’ I ain’t done doin’ it. BET!”

Kevin Bombay exits the ring leaving the spotlight for the ladies still standing inside the ring. Dayna Barrett, Caroline Clarke, Cartier and Julianna DiMaria stand tall with there arms raised in the ring as “212” by Azealia Banks starts playing.

CHARLES HUDSON:  It’s a historic night for sure.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Congratulations to Cartier and all the women of Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

REMOTE LOCATION...
{Darkness. “Hotel California” begins to play.)

“Where can it be?”

A light is turned on and Eli Buchanan is standing in the middle of a room looking around. He notices the camera and smiles.

ELI BUCHANAN: Why, hello there and welcome to the Hotel California; such a lovely place.

He waves his hand around.

ELI BUCHANAN: You’ve found me here in the hotel’s basement. Normally I wouldn’t venture down here myself, Leytrix likes to hang out here sometimes and well, she doesn’t exactly like to clean up after herself sometimes.

As if to prove his point, Eli wipes his fingers across the top of a box and shows them to the camera. They’re covered in black ooze. He chuckles a little to himself and wipes his fingers off on his pants.

ELI BUCHANAN: Maybe I should just hire someone to come down here and clean up. Who knows, maybe they’ll even find the janitor who went missing last month.

Eli shrugs his shoulders before moving some boxes.

ELI BUCHANAN: Now you might be wondering why I’m down here. To be honest with all of you, I’ve kind of been feeling the blahs as of late. Television just isn’t doing it for me anymore and after that loss to Julie Andrews, I mean Julianna DiMaria, I’m starting to feel a bit listless. So I came down here hoping to find something to help raise my spirits a little.

Eli opens a box and starts rummaging through it. He starts tossing things aside, left and right, before stopping and pulling out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs.

ELI BUCHANAN: I was wondering where those went. I better hold of them, you never know when you need to arrest a fuzzy criminal…

Eli winks at the camera before stuffing the handcuffs in his back pocket and continues rummaging through the box. Frustrated, he kicks it aside and opens another, but doesn’t find what he’s looking for either. He searches through yet another one, but after dumping the contents on the floor, he tosses the box aside and sits down on a crate.

ELI BUCHANAN: Darn it all! I can’t find it anywhere. You know what though, that’s ok because there’s something coming up in a few weeks that I know for a fact is going to raise my spirits right through the roof. On May 2nd, it will feel like Christmas when Julianna DiMaria and the members of Franchise face the full might of the Immortal Atrocities in a match that has broken bodies and shortened careers. A match that has been so devastating that the very mention of it is known to draw feelings of both utter fear and respect from all those who have participated in one, War Games!

“Billy, AJ, for far too long you two have been nothing but a cancer in this company and you have done your very best to hold everyone else down while you have built on your own legacies. You two have become a monster that both the locker room and the fans alike have been begging to be destroyed, and sometimes the only way to kill a monster is with a much darker, more vicious monster.”

The lights begin to flicker and Eli briefly transforms into Kalidah before turning back into himself.

ELI BUCHANAN: In seven days time you two will have to climb into the cage and face a united team, you seem not to be one at all. Not only do you have to rely on Julianna to be your partner, someone who isn’t even a member of Franchise, but you don’t even have a fourth member yet. How can you possibly even think you can survive against a group hungry for your blood and with a clear cut goal of destroying everything you stand for. You are proverbial lambs being brought to sacrifice to offer the rest of Mainstream Wrestling a temporary reprieve from what is set to come.

The lights return to normal and Eli lets out a long sigh. He smiles sadly at the camera.

ELI BUCHANAN: Julianna, despite our differences in the past, I’m sorry you got sucked into this. Not only because this isn’t your fight, but because I know what you mean to Jimmy Pagan. I word to the wise, Champ, watch your back. When you climb in the ring with Kalidah, Pagan, Penelope and Ley-Beheka, you know what you’re getting yourself into, we’re not exactly hiding our intentions. IA will rip your heart out of your chest and feed it right back to you, but at least you’ll see it coming. The Franchise though, those two will willingly stab you in the back and leave you high and dry just to save their own skins. I realize you have too much integrity to run from this fight now, but I want you to know I take no real pleasure letting Kalidah and his team drag you to hell along with Billy and AJ.

Eli stands to his feet and shakes his head one more time. He looks around and shrugs his shoulders.

ELI BUCHANAN: Well, I give up. I know I packed it somewhere, but I can’t figure out where. Maybe I should go ask Lotte, I bet she knows where it is.

He walks out of view of the camera and the lights turn out.

Seconds later there’s a loud banging coming from the center to the room. The camera pans in on a crate and the lid suddenly pops open. A light comes out of the crate and two clawed hands reach out. A small masked face appears and looks around, letting out a frustrated groan.

ELI BUCHANAN: Hey, where’d he go?

The thing reaches into the crate and pulls out a severed hand.

ELI BUCHANAN: I was going to tell him I found the janitor for him!

The thing holds the hand above its head and starts laughing hysterically. It lowers itself back inside the crate and pulls the lid shut.

ELI BUCHANAN: It’s almost time to have some real fun!

[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Ladies and Gentlemen joining me at this time is #DATROLLGUY...Mariano Fernandez!

Mariano Fernandez walks into the frame with a smile on his face as usual. He greets Kinsley as she lifts microphone to ask her first question.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Manny, it’s been two weeks since you lost the World Television Championship to Cartier in the Main Event of Conflict. What’s going through your mind right now? What are your thoughts?

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: First of all mang, let me tell you how good it feels to be back here in Orlando! Thank you for taking a moment out of your schedule to squeeze in #DATROLLGUY!

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MARIANO FERNANDEZ: What’s going through my mind? Well, a lot of things, mang. A lot is going through my mind and as I reflect I have to give credit to Cartier. Girl, took me to my limit then took my title! She deserved it though. She’s been kicking ass for a long time now and it’s paid off. She’s the World Television Champion so Congrats Cartier!

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: So whats next? When will you be invoking your rematch?

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: Cartier is the champ. As far as I know there won’t be a rematch until I’ve earned it. Now what’s next...now—

The cameras pan over to see an unfamiliar face of Mainstream casually strolling toward Samantha. She has her hands folded behind her back and is sporting a genuine smile, as she simply nods her head. The camera centers on her.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Tara Fenix, everybody.

TARA FENIX: I don’t mean to interrupt you or anything...but this was my schedule time.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: It’s all good, mang...

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: For those of you sitting at home unfamiliar with who Tara is, she has been in the industry for twenty years, and so…

Tara tilts her head while with little hesitation, she replies.

TARA FENIX: Samantha...your boss Robb Daniels put it out on Twitter with an offer and I decided to answer the call. There are people who don’t know, but I’ve tried to retire recently, only for that to fail…people saw someone like me and thought that I couldn’t hang with the up-and-comers, but I came out of retirement and won my World Championship as a means to prove that I can still hang!

“I have a hunger…for competition. I enjoy going out and showing everybody just what it is that I am capable of doing! I enjoy…proving to them…and proving to myself…that I am the absolute best that this business has had, or will have. And the EMERALD CITY CLASSIC is an opportunity that I am not going to squander it!

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: On May Fifteenth and Sixteenth for Mainstream 66 and 67 it will be a two night even for the Fifth Annual Emerald City Classic! Eight men and women will compete in a single elimination two night tournament to decide the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship...

TARA FENIX: I’m not going to sit here and sugarcoat anything…what I will say is that I’m not worried about the competition. I’m not concerned for them. I’m confident in my own ability to go out there and do what I do best! For those of you in Mainstream that have not heard my name…

Tara moves closer to the camera before making her next bold statement.

TARA FENIX: Learn it. And learn it well. There is a reason that people resented the day I was drawn out of retirement. Because they knew I would bury the competition. I’m not here to make friends. I’m not here to play nice. I’m here to compete in the Emerald City Classic, and win.

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: I’ve said that before. But you know what mang...the Classic is much more than just any other tournament. It’s got history. History of being the toughest tournament, with the strongest talent where anyone could win on any given night...

From outside the frame walks in Trixie the longtime girlfriend of Mariano Fernandez.

TRIXIE: Did somebody say something about tough competition?

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Please welcome back former tag team champion...Trixie!

TRIXIE: It’s good to see you Tara. But I’ve got some bad news for you. I know you’re here to win and you’ve already got your claims on the Emerald City Classic but you’re looking at this years winner...ME!

TARA FENIX: I enjoy the competition...

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: This is all news to me...we’ve just learned that the free agent Tara Fenix has come to Mainstream Wrestling to compete in this year Emerald City Classic on May 15th and 16th BUT that’s not all Trixie is BACK! And she’s in the Classic too! Who will be next. We have two more weeks until CONFLICT WAR GAMES...

MARIANO FERNANDEZ: I’m in too, mang. You asked what was next for #DATROLLGUY. Well survey says it’s the Emerald...City...Classic! Nice meeting you Tara...

Trixie and Mariano both smile and walks out of the frame leaving a smiling and content Tara Fenix alone with Samantha Kinsley.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: We’re three weeks away from the start of the Emerald City Classic and we now know that Tara Fenix, Trixie and Mariano Fernandez are all three participants in the fifth annual tournament. Who will be next?

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[Robert Daniels]

Biggs is shown in the gorilla position, talking with Thaddeus, Joe, and Bobby Larson. Bigg is in his Gojira ring gear again, but this time, is wearing a facemask that looks like Gojira’s maw covering his mouth, which muffles him slightly as he speaks.

BIGGS: Listen, guys, you already know not to get involved in the match itself, but Thaddeus and Joe, I’m going to need you two to stand guard here at the curtain and make sure the Cashe doesn’t try to jump me from behind. Do you think you can handle that simple task?

Thaddeus and Joe simply nod in unison, and Poppy’s “If It Bleeds” can be heard over the speakers. The camera cuts out to the entrance ramp, where the arena is darkened, and white lights flash in tune with the music. Fog emits from the curtain, and as the music picks up, white laser lights shoot from the stage at all angles. Biggs makes his entrance to a chorus of boos from the Orlando crowd, the dorsal fins on his Gojira jacket glowing a bright, light blue as he gives a couple of stomps before heading down the ramp.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 197 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, BIGGS!

The boos turn to cheers as Jason Cashe comes running after Biggs, attacking him from behind! The arena lights come up and the music stops.

FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE

★★★ BIGGS ★★★
vs
★★★ JASON CASHE ★★★

The bell rings and this Falls Count Anywhere bout is now underway! Jason Cashe gets Biggs turned around, and is clobbering him in the face with repeated Forearm shots! The screen shifts to picture-in-picture, which shows Thaddeus, Joe, and Bobby Larson laid out in the gorilla position, with a tire iron seen laying beside Joe.

CHARLES HUDSON: Fat lot of good those guys did! Biggs is getting absolutely mugged by Jason Cashe right here!

Snap punching Biggs to the stomach, Jason Cashe hooks Biggs under an armpit and grabs him at the back of the head. He runs Biggs to ringside before shit flipping him upside down and hard against the ring apron. Biggs lands and slumps like a folded piece of bread. Not letting Biggs breath, Cashe pulls him up and drives a knee to his midsection. Running Biggs along the ring, Cashe throws him into the side of the steel stairs. Biggs stands groggy with his arms up trying to fight back and/or defend. Cashe just slaps his hands out of the way, grabbing Biggs and hip tossing him from the steel steps to the corner of the guard railing!

Biggs flails as he struggles to get to his feet. Cashe chin checks Biggs with a huge uppercut that stands Biggs up and bends him back against the railing's corner. Scurrying away to put some distance between himself and Biggs, Cashe cuts back and races at Biggs, diving at him with a Running Spear but Biggs moves! Cashe barrels through the guard railing as fans erupt in cheer!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs may have just saved his own life there! Cashe had bad intentions there!

Cashe writhes in pain on the broken barrier, while Biggs gives him a couple of stomps before pulling Cashe up by the head and giving him a Snapmare into a Reverse Chin-Lock. Biggs pulls his knee back and drills it into Cashe’s spine! Security is making sure the fans stay back while Biggs nails Cashe with another knee to the back, letting go of the Chin-Lock and sending Cashe rolling forward. With Cashe on the ground, Biggs winds up and punts him right in the ribs, sending Cashe rolling some more! With Cashe on the ground, Biggs steps up onto an empty chair and jumps off for an Elbow Drop, driving the point of his elbow into Cashe’s heart! Biggs holds his ribs a bit as he crawls over into a cover, 1...Cashe kicks out!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: That concrete floor has even less give than the ring! Not that the ring is like wrestling on a pillow, but still, the floor is much more unforgiving.

CHARLES HUDSON: No doubt. Biggs is going to have to account for that anytime he goes for a high-flying maneuver.

Biggs goes to pull Cashe up by the head, but the “DiOGee” throws a punch to the midsection of the “Spaceman” on the way up, and the two begin to trade punches as they continue to wander the floor! A fan tries to get a closer look at the action, but security is right there as Cashe and Biggs brawl right on by. Cashe seems to have the upperhand as they reach the barricade separating the floor from the 100-level, and he bounces Biggs’ head off the barricade before grabbing him by the hair and waistband of his tights, tossing Biggs over the barricade and into the first row of the 100-level seating! Cashe walks over to a nearby stairwell, and makes his way over towards his opponent, but Biggs sees him coming and quickly scrambles up and over the chair, making his way awkwardly up the next row. Jason takes a few steps back towards the stairs and follows Biggs up about six-rows, which Jason obviously scales much faster. He rushes in to catch Biggs off at the pass! Cashe grabs a hold of Biggs as a pod of fans two rows back cheer on and mug for the camera, and Cashe motions for a fan to toss him their bucket of popcorn! The fan obliges, and Cashe dumps it all over Biggs before placing the bucket over the head of the “Spaceman” and clocking him with a closed fist! Biggs spills over the seats into the row in front of them, and Cashe laughs it up as he climbs down over the seats. Biggs is on all fours, trying to crawl to the opposite stairwell, as the row they’re in as no fans, while Cashe toys with him, stalking him slowly.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: I’m not the only one getting Terminator vibes from how Cashe is stalking Biggs here, am I?

CHARLES HUDSON: No, you’re not Lou! Cashe is obviously in his element in a fight like this, and if Biggs can’t get anything going soon, it’ll be “Hasta la vista, baby!” in no time!

Biggs finally reaches the stairs and uses the bannister to pull himself up, while Cashe rushes in for a Clothesline! Biggs sees him coming and slides under the bannister to the otherside, causing Cashe to crash rib-first into the bannister! With Cashe hung up, Biggs springs up, wrapping Cashe’s head and neck into a Guillotine Choke, while jumping up to wrap his legs around Cashe’s waist. With the bannister between them, this allows Biggs to lean back further than normal, increasing the torque on the hold, while pressing Cashe’s ribs into the metal bannister! Cashe tries to fight out of it, giving Biggs some clubbing blows to the back, but Biggs has the hold on like a pitbull! Cashe begins to fade as Biggs’ face turns red due to the exertion of the hold. As Cashe goes limp, the ref is there to raise his arm up. It falls to the side of Jason Cashe. “1!” The ref raises Cashe’s arm again, and once more if talls limply to his side. “2!” Biggs has an absolutely crazed look in his eyes, with a vein in his neck looking like it’s absolutely ready to burst as the ref raises Cashe’s arm for the third and final time, releasing Cashe’s wrist and seeing his arm fall--NO! Not this time! The crowd is on their feet chanting “JASON! JASON!” as he raises his fist defiantly and gives Biggs a trifecta of devastating punches to the ribs that forces him to break the hold! Biggs falls back on the stairs, immediately grabbing his back in pain as Cashe grabs a hold of the bannister and vaults himself over, landing on Biggs with a modified Senton!

Putting himself through pain just to inflict some to Biggs, Cashe uses an aisle seat to get up. Yanking Biggs up to his feet, Cashe takes two steps into the aisle and launches Biggs over two rows of seating. Chairs flopping and clanking as Biggs explodes over the unforgiving metal seats. Cashe shoves chairs out of his way as he gets to Biggs two rows down. Snatching Biggs up, they were closer to fans as security had trouble keeping them at bay. Cashe again launches Biggs, this time throwing him into a crowd of live audience members. Cashe smiles and begins to motion like he is digging a grave.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Cashe was suspended from Twitter for saying he would bury Biggs in the nose bleeds.. I think that is the reference here!

CHARLES HUDSON: Launching Biggs into the fans we do have in attendance could be cause for another suspension if he isn't careful.

As security works overtime to keep the riled up fans in check. Biggs crawls away. Cashe gets into a trade of words with a few of the fans he threw Biggs into, security holding both the fans and Cashe back. When Cashe places focus back to his opponent, Biggs is dragging himself down a tunnel towards the main concourse area.

Cameras catch up to the men as Cashe gets Biggs by the head as they stumble into the mens room, fans washing their hands scatter. Cash smash’s Biggs head off the hard plastic of the garbage can topper, and props Biggs up against it, giving him a few Chops before backing up a couple steps. Cashe gets a running start and goes for Big Boot, but Biggs gets out of the way, sending Cashe’s leg through the flap in the lid, getting him stuck in the can! Biggs clips the free leg of Cashe, sending him falling backwards, his other leg still stuck! Biggs is on Cashe like a flash, stomping and kicking him violently as Cashe hangs there in a sloppy, one-legged tree of woe! Biggs grabs a hold of Cashe’s head, pulling him up and suspending him before snapping him back down to the linoleum floor with a Neck Breaker, the force of which drags the can down with them! The lid pops off, trash spills over Cashe, and Biggs goes for a cover, 1...2...KICK OUT!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This gives new meaning to the term fighting dirty!

As Biggs gets up, he brushes some trash off his chest, shaking his head in disgust as he heads over to the nearest sink. The faucet turns on automatically, and Biggs wets his hands before lathering them up with soap, humming the tune of The Killers “Mr. Brightside” as he washes his hands. Biggs’ strict adherence to CDC guidelines of washing your hands for at least 20 seconds allows Cashe the time to recover, and the “DiOGee” attacks Biggs from behind, ramming into him with a clubbing Forearm! Cashe grabs a hold of Biggs head, pulls it back. With his free hand, Cashe squirts a palm full of liquid soap and rubs it in Bigg's eyes! Biggs screams as Cashe whips him around tossing into a stall door, but the door doesn’t budge! A slightly irritated voice yells “OCCUPIED!” as Cashe takes Biggs and slams his head into the next stall over, sending the door flying open! Without even the slightest hint of hesitation, Cashe immediately ducks Biggs’ head into the toilet and flushes, Biggs arms flailing as he does so!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Never in my years of broadcasting did I think I’d make this call, but THE SWIRLY! THE SWIRLY! Cashe has Biggs in the Swirly!

CHARLES HUDSON: How humiliating would it be for Biggs to lose in the ol’ WC!? That’s the water closet for our American fans who may not be familiar with British slang. If Cashe keeps this up, Biggs may have no choice but to tap on the side of the porcelain throne!

Cashe reaches up and flushes again, while Biggs continues to flap about! Cashe has a crazed look in his eyes, and a toothless grin, yelling “I haven’t seen a piece of crap this big since Thanksgiving!” Biggs goes limp, but the ref doesn’t have room to get in the stall and check on him, so Cashe whips him viciously out of the toilet and onto his back! Biggs’ wet hair is matted, and he coughs a bit as Cashe pin his shoulders to the floor, 1...2..KICKOUT! BIggs rolls his shoulder up at just the last moment! Biggs is having a coughing fit as Cashe pulls him back up to a vertical base, hauling Biggs over to the hand-dryer and turning the nozzle upwards before slamming the button, sending the hot hair right into Biggs’ face! As Cashe has Biggs held there, Biggs responds with an elbow to the midsection, and a swift kick to the shin that trips Cashe up and sends him falling face first to the floor! Biggs gives Cashe a few stomps to the back of the head before heading back to the sink and getting some soap on his face, lathering up once more!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Oh for goodness sake! Worry about washing up after the match! It’s obvious Biggs has never been in a match like this, because he’s been too worried about keeping clean than putting Cashe away!

CHARLES HUDSON: It’s obvious you’ve never been on the receiving end of a swirly, Lou. I don’t blame him for taking a moment to wash up!

Biggs splashes his face with water, washing off the soap, turning around to see Cashe stirring. Biggs gives Cashe another punt to the ribs before pulling him up and getting him in a Side Headlock, dragging him out of the restroom and back into the main concourse! Biggs gives Cashe a few punches to the side of the head, and goes to whip Cashe into a concrete support beam, but Cashe reverses it, sending Biggs smashing into it instead!

The dinging sounds of a small arcade catches Cashe's attention. He sees a pinball machine and drags Biggs towards it. Pinball machines remind Cashe of the movie 'The Accused' so his instinct was for Biggs to feel Fu-shh... Lifting Biggs up, he slams him hard down into the glass of the pinball machine with a One Handed Spinebuster!

JASON CASHE: GAME OVER PLAYER ONE!

His legs dangling off the front of the pinball machine. Biggs was sprawled out surrounded by glass. Cashe reaches to grab Biggs and Biggs pulls him in and locks in a Triangle Choke! Cashe didn't see it coming! He punches at Biggs, pinching him even as he attempts to break the submission. Biggs with his back still buried in the machine, tightens the hold as Cashe begins to struggle.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This is what Biggs needs to do to stay in this match! Cashe is showing himself to be an expert in utilizing the environment around him, while Biggs, not so much.

CHARLES HUDSON: A submission move hurts no matter where you apply it!

His knees begin to buckle as Cashe begins to slip as he fights to stay awake. Taking hold of Biggs, Cashe plants his feet and lifts Biggs from the pinball machine. The triangle still applied as Cashe turns and instantly slams Biggs into the ground with a sitdown Powerbomb! The triangle choke comes loose as Biggs arches in pain, his back going through the ringer once again! Cashe goes for a cover, 1...2..KICK OUT! Cashe goes to pull Biggs up to a vertical base, but gets an elbow to the gut, and the two men trade punches as they continue down the concourse!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Where will these two end up next!?

By this point, the two have brawled their way into the Amway Center’s Bud Light Baseline Bar! The ring is visible in the distance, and the limited fans in the bar are cheering loudly as Cashe bounces Biggs’ face off of a tall table! As Biggs lays hunched on the table, Cashe goes to the bar, reaching over and grabbing a half full pot of coffee. Cashe tilts his head back and gulps down a few big swallows before smashing the pot across the back of Biggs head! The semi hot coffee enrages Biggs, who fires up with a stiff shot to the midsection, hunching Cashe over and allowing Biggs to take a couple of steps back and rock him with a running Knee Trembler! Biggs locks on another Side Headlock on the floor, and rocks Cashe with punches to the dome! With Cashe down, Biggs hops onto top of the bar, much to the chagrin of the barkeeper and leaps off for a UFO Frog Splash! Cashe gets the knees up, driving the air out of Biggs’ lungs!

Both men are showing the signs of the absolute fight they’ve been in, slow to get up. Cashe is to his feet first, and he goes in to grapple Biggs, but the smaller competitor ducks under and gets behind him, clipping the knee of Cashe! He rolls Cashe onto his back and mounts him, throwing a few punches to the forehead before following up with a couple stiff Forearm Shots before transitioning into an attempted Cross Armbar! Cashe has his hands in an S-Grip, defending against the hold, but Biggs lifts his left leg and smashes it down across Cashe's face again and again, forcing Cashe to loosen his grip and allowing Biggs to hyper-extend the right arm of Cashe!

CHARLES HUDSON: This is very smart wrestling from Biggs! Best case, he gets a tap out and ends the match, worst case, he weakens Jason's arm, which could affect his ability to use the Mark of JASON!

With Cashe's arm fully extended, Biggs lets go with his right hand, and manuevers his arm over Cashe's, hooking Cashe's fist underneath Biggs' armpit, and clasping his left bicep with his right hand, increasing the torque and pressure on the Armbar! Cashe grits what teeth he has, but his grunts and groans tell Biggs the hold is working.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Biggs has a lot more leverage on the hold, and is able to put more his weight into applying pressure to the elbow and arm-socket of Cashe, but he does lose some grip strength by only holding onto Cashe's wrist with one hand. This is a risk, but it looks to be paying off for “The Spaceman” thus far.

Cashe tries to roll towards Biggs to set up a pinning predicament, but Biggs snaps his hips, sending a strong jolt of pain through Cashe's arm, causing the DiOGee to yell out an obscenity! Biggs senses that Jason is too stubborn to tap out, so he pulls his left leg up and smashes it across Cashe's face again before breaking the hold. Maintaining control of Cashe's wrist, Biggs gets to his feet and gives Jason a swift kick to the elbow that echoes throughout the bar! Biggs gives Cashe's elbow another stiff kick, and then places his knee in the crook of Jason's elbow, snapping Jason's arm to the hard floor while dropping the knee on it as well! As Jason holds his arm in pain, Biggs gets to the side of him, delivering a couple of Ultimate Knee Strikes to the ribs before rolling Cashe onto his belly! Biggs continues to grind Cashe down, placing his right knee right between the shoulder blades of Cashe, and clutches Jason's wrist, pulling Jason's arm up to allow Biggs to hook his left leg around , while still maintaining the knee in Cashe's back, before reaching down and hooking his hands beneath Cashe's nose and yanking back with all his might!

CHARLES HUDSON: Bloody hell, Lou, the human body isn't meant to twist and contort that way!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: I don't even know what you'd call this hold, I've never seen anything like it before! It's almost like a modified Octopus Lock!

CHARLES HUDSON: Whatever you call it, it's nasty!

Cashe has a wild look in his eyes and tries to use his left arm to push himself up, but Biggs' positioning makes this easier said than done! He kicks his feet and reaches towards a stool, a chair, anything that he can use to hit Biggs, but they are well out of reach. Biggs' face is red with rage as he pulls back on Cashe with all his might, yelling to the ref, “ASK HIM!” Cashe's face is turning an interesting shade of purple as his eyes roll back. The ref sees Cashe fading but Biggs lets out a howl of pain as he breaks his grip, and blood can be seen trickling out of left palm!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Jason Cashe broke the hold by biting Biggs! This is the second time in three matches that an opponent has broken one of Biggs' holds by biting him! Jimmy Pagan did it at Mainstream 64, and now Jason Cashe does so tonight!

CHARLES HUDSON: What's good for the goose is good for the gander!

Biggs gets to his feet and holds his hand in pain, asking the bar keeper for a napkin! The barkeep obliges, sliding Biggs a stack of napkins, which he presses up against his hand. Cashe is back up by this point, and he smashes Biggs’ head off the bar and drags him behind the bar! The barkeeper gets out of dodge, as Cashe drags Biggs beneath the taps, pulling all the levers and waterboarding Biggs under the taps!

CHARLES HUDSON: Any other person, this would be heaven, but I know for a fact that Biggs does not drink alcoholic beverages!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Neither does Cashe if you can believe that!

With Biggs drenched and flailing, Cashe gives him a couple of hard punches to the gut, and rolls Biggs on top of the bar! Cashe climbs up himself and pulls Biggs into position with Biggs’ head between Cashe’s legs and Cashe’s arms wrapped around Biggs’ waist, but before he can hoist Biggs up, “The Spaceman” counters with a back body drop right onto the bar! Biggs is fumbling and coughing as he just shoves Cashe off the bar to the floor, and gets up slowly, measuring Cashe up before leaping off for another UFO Frog Splash! This one hits, but the impact sends Biggs bouncing off of Cashe. Biggs grasps his elbow in pain, and is slow to scute over to Cashe, draping his back across Cashe while he continues to nurse his elbow, 1...2...KICK OUT!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: There’s no doubt that the extra time it took Biggs to make the cover afforded Cashe the opportunity to kick out! Biggs’ high flying style is much higher risk in an environment like this, as even though he connected with the UFO Frog Splash, he arguably took more damage than Cashe!

CHARLES HUDSON: You’re absolutely right, Lou. The point of the Frog Splash is to knock the wind out of your opponent for 3 seconds, not to knock them out. Considering Biggs’ knees and elbows took the brunt of the damage due to the harder floor, he definitely got the worst of that exchange. Either way, these two men have put each other through hell here tonight! The fact that either one is still breathing, let alone standing is a minor miracle in and of itself!

Cashe and Biggs are both slow to get up, with Biggs getting up just a hair before Cashe, which allows him to give Cashe a quick kick to the sternum, popping Cashe up so he can whip him into the half wall that separates the bar from general seating! Biggs charges in for a Stinger Splash, but Cashe gets out of the way as Biggs almost flips over the wall. As he gets his balance and turns around, Biggs eyes go wide as Jason Cashe rushes at him, jumping and taking them both over the wall with a Cross Body! They crash down behind the rows of seating setup for the live audience. Back in the crowd area, Cashe and Biggs both use chairs to get up. Both holding one body part of another as they are riddled in pain. Biggs swings and lands a punch to Cashe's face. Cashe places both his palms to an open chair to prevent himself from falling. Cashe grabs the chair, folds it shut and as he twists towards Biggs, he lifts the chair and plants it firmly over Biggs' head, bending the seat of the chair as the bars sit at each side of his head. Biggs stiffens before timbering over. The crowd gasps as headshots are frowned upon but Cashe isn't trying to be the fan favorite.

Reaching down, Cashe grabs the right leg of Biggs and begins to slowly drag him down the cement stairs. Through the crowd of fans at either side of the aisle as Biggs thuds and bounces off each stair as he is pulled back towards the ring. Upkicking at Cashe's grip, Biggs gets free near the railing. Cashe aggressively goes to snatch Biggs up but the "Spaceman" catches Cashe to the face with another upkick that sends him stumbling back. Hurrying to his feet, Biggs grabs a chair and throws it at Cashe, Cashe catches it as Biggs jumps up and connects with a pin point Front Dropkick to the chair that bounces into Cashe's face! His back lands against the railing. Biggs again gets to his feet and races at Cashe, Cashe ducks a shoulder and shoulder tosses Biggs high over the railing as he lands on his back at ringside!

CHARLES HUDSON: Alley-oop!

Slowly Biggs pushes up to his hands and knees. Shoving off the floor, he gets up to a single knee. Cashe slides his legs over the railing, lands in front of Biggs, grabs him into position before snapping him over with a snap Suplex. Again, Biggs' back arches in pain as he bounces off the floor.

Almost as if stepping in a pothole, Cashe loses his balance as he gets to his feet. Grabbing the apron at his side to keep himself standing, Cashe pushes off the apron and kicks at Biggs as he rises. Biggs swats away Cashe's kick, springing to his feet and shoving Cashe back. Biggs jumps up and hits a Hurricanrana that sends Cashe head first into the guard railing. The "DiOGee" goes limp face planted at ringside.

With Cashe on the floor, Biggs limps up as he mounts the top turnbuckle, motioning for his blood rival to make his way back to his feet! As Cashe does, Biggs jumps off the turnbuckle pad onto the ropes, giving him the extra spring necessary to pull off a 360-degree flip into a Double Axe Handle right between the eyes of Cashe! Even the fans that hate Biggs can’t help but let out a “HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SMOKES!” chant as Biggs is fired up on the floor!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What a maneuver from Biggs!

CHARLES HUDSON: Force equals mass times acceleration! Since Biggs has less mass, he has to rely on acceleration to add force to that Double Axe Handle!

Biggs goes for a cover on the floor, 1...2...KICK OUT! Biggs clobbers Cashe with a Forearm Shot, hooking the legs again, 1...2..KICK OUT! Biggs is showing signs of frustration, and he pulls Cashe up and spinning him around to whip him and as he releases Cashe’s wrist, he pulls off a Drop Toe Hold right into the steel steps! Biggs shoots the half, going for another pin, 1...2...KICK OUT FROM CASHE! The crowd comes unglued, chanting “FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT” while Biggs throws a fit, arguing with the ref that it was three! The ref shakes his head, holding up two fingers. As Biggs turns back to Cashe, blood trickles down the forehead of the former Mainstream World Heavyweight Champion, and Biggs bounces his head off the apron before rolling Cashe into the ring. Biggs pulls himself onto the apron, while Cashe writhes on the mat, clawing the canvas to pick himself up. Biggs watches and enters the ring through the ropes. He races past Cashe as Cashe pushes to his feet, Biggs hits the far ropes, springs off them and as Cashe begins to stand from a bent over position, Biggs leaps over him, looking for his "Impact Crator" but Cashe falls forward. Biggs slides off Cashe's back, his knees planting into the canvas. He hurries to stand, one foot at a time before pushing to his feet. Biggs spins around and KNOCK! Jason Cashe crushes his elbow against Biggs jaw, hitting his "Mark Of JASON" and as Biggs head twists from the blow and his body crumbles underneath it, Cashe falls with him having used the last of his fuel. Like pick-up sticks, they land where they fall and Cashe lands across Biggs. The referee slides into position and slaps the canvas for the 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall is the “DiOGee”...JASON—CASHE!

“Ready or Not” blares over the speakers as the fans are on their feet, giving Cashe a standing ovation for coming out on top of a grueling match. Medical staff are out to check on both men, and Cashe has a spent, “I’m getting too old for this shit…” look on his face. Biggs is out like light, and a member of the medical staff places a hard neck brace on him while a backboard is slid into the ring.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What an absolute fight to start off the action here tonight in Mainstream Wrestling! Jason Cashe and Biggs stopped at nothing to flat out hurt each other tonight!

CHARLES HUDSON: It was wild, it was crazy, it went all over the arena! And in the end, Jason Cashe is the one standing tall, or at least the only one not on a gurney!

Jason is to his knees by this point, and gets his arm raised in victory, while the EMTs have Biggs strapped up on the backboard and slide him under the ropes onto a waiting stretcher. Biggs has a far-away, glazed over look in his eyes as they begin to roll him up the ramp. Cashe has to use the ropes to pull himself up. By the time they reach the stage, Biggs is still out of it, but weakly throws up a middle finger in the direction of the ring! Cashe smirks and responds in kind, giving Biggs the double bird as he gets carted off backstage!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This has already been an historic night on Mainstream Wrestling, and we’re just getting started! Stay tuned, wrestling fans!

Mainstream 65 goes to a commercial break with Jason Cashe leaning up against the ropes and holding his head high!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
The camera cuts to red flashing lights, as an ambulance is in the parking lot, where medical staff are getting ready to load Biggs' gurney into the back of the emergency vehicle. Biggs is cognizant, but just barely, breathing heavily.

BOBBY LARSON: WAIT! WAIT! Biggs, Thaddeus and Joe have something they want to tell you!

The EMTs hold up and turn around to see Bobby Larson, Thaddeus and Joe hobbling into frame. Bobby has a rather large bruise covering his rib area and is walking with a noticeable limp, while Thaddeus and Joe are nursing injuries of their own. Biggs cannot turn his head towards them, due to the hard collar, but there's obvious pain as he speaks in a labored voice.

BIGGS: You guys had one job...

JOE: We're sorry Biggs, Cashe jumped us from behind with a tire iron!

BIGGS: Ugh...I don't care... if Cashe had... ahhh.. a machine gun! You bums are supposed to protect Bobby, and make sure... argh... I didn't get jumped!

FEMALE EMT: Sir, not to butt in, but it's not good for you to be so agitated in your condition.

BIGGS:. Exactly...Thaddeus...Joe... You are without a doubt the worst personal security I've ever had! YOU'RE FIRED!

Biggs overdoes it, and tries to reach up for his ribs, but his arms are strapped down. Bobby's eyes bulge as his jaw drops. Thaddeus and Joe both just shrug their shoulders.

THADDEUS: Eh, we didn't like you anyways, you big jerk!

Biggs thrashes about on his gurney as the EMTs load him up into the waiting ambulance, leaving Bobby to stand there as Thaddeus and Joe take their leave.

BOBBY LARSON: Can you guys still protect me!? Cashe could still come after me!

Bobby runs after his now former body guards, panicked at the prospect of having to deal with Cashe by himself!

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ CYRUS RIDDLE ★★★
vs
★★★ EON SPARXX ★ ★ ★

The bell rings and this match is now underway. The young Emerald City Squire is in there with the fifteen year veteran from London, England. The two come together with a collar and elbow tie up where Riddle comes in strong with a side headlock. He muscles the rookie around until he’s in full control. He maintains the pressure on Eon and using overpowering strength to his advantage.

He grabs Eon with ease, getting her across his shoulders in a Fireman's carry, looking to toss her down across his knee in his customary way. But Eon has enough wherewithal to flip out of the move landing shakily on her feet. However Cyrus quickly spins, nailing her with the Daydreamer lariat to the back of her head. Eon goes down hard and Cyrus makes the cover for 1...2...BREAK!

Eon somehow manages to get her foot on the bottom rope. Cyrus gets to his feet, arguing the fact with the referee. When he looks back he can see Eon had rolled out of the ring and is resting against the barricade on the outside. Cyrus runs off the ropes and races back, looking for a suicide dive between the ropes. He nails it perfectly, however Eon has enough time to react, as she drops down, and Cyrus crashes hard into the barricade instead.

Eon looks and see Cyrus is down on the outside holding his midsection. With the crowd behind her, Eon makes her way back up to the apron and onto the top rope. She leaps down to the floor, hitting her Falling Star elbow drop. She nails it, the pair both laying on the outside as the ref starts his count.

...1!
...2!
...3!

Eon and Cyrus both start to move as Eon rolls off of Cryus.

...4!
...5!
...6!

Eon crawls back over and starts to climb up onto the apron.

...7!
...8!

Eon rolls under the rope, getting back into the ring. Cyrus is crawling over, his hands just grabbing onto the ring apron now and he pulls himself up.

...9!

Cyrus just manages to get into the ring before the ten count and Eon looks incredibly frustrated. That may have been her only shot to win this thing! She tries to psyche herself up, the crowd clapping and cheering as she rushes Cyrus who is getting to his feet. She starts wailing away on him with everything she's got. Lefts, rights, elbows, kicks, he's taking all of it and still manages to shove her on her ass with one hand. Eon scrambles back to her feet, getting behind Cyrus. She runs trying to nail her Blockbuster variation, but he catches her, snapmaring her off his back. Cyrus grabs Eon pulling her easily, laying her face up over his shoulder. He jumps up, sitting down, and spiking her onto the mat with the ‘As Above So Below’. Eon's not moving as Cryus rolls over kneeling, and places a hand on her chest as the official counts 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall is...CYRUS—RIDDLE!

CHARLES HUDSON:  I’m not going to lie...that was hard to watch.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  At time...I agree...

”Born Legendary” by Emanuel Vo Williams begins to play and when the beat kicks in pyro explodes from the rampway as JC Keeton steps through the curtain. He makes his way to the ring bouncing in rhythm to the music. Cyrus Riddle meanwhile in the ring wanting to celebrate his victory but is cutoff by the intros for the next match. Keeton reaches the ring then leaps up onto the apron and steps through the ropes, He continues to sway and bounce from side to side while Cyrus Riddle shoots him a very angry look on his way up the aisle to the back.

CHARLES HUDSON:  I don’t think we’re under any time restraints this evening not sure why they cut Riddle short on his celebration.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Folks we have JC Keeton already in the ring and he’ll take on Robert Zodiac after the break!

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[Robert Daniels]

EARLIER TONIGHT...
JC Keeton stood in front of a Mainstream Wrestling backdrop, dressed in his ring gear with sweat from his pre match workout flowing down his chiseled chest. He remains silent for a few moments just staring into the camera before speaking.

JC KEETON: What do Mainstream Wrestling fans think when they hear the name JC Keeton? Is it that I'm the son of a legend who will never live up to his potential? Do they think I'm just the pretty boy with the flashy moves that came in hot and is starting to fizzle out? Am I just the guy that gave the US Champion all she could handle in my third match here only to come up short? Maybe I'm known only as the misguided kid who inappropriately used a towel as a prop and it backfired? Or how about this one cause it stings but I've heard people say since I signed here… Am I forgettable?

He inhales deeply and his brow furrows in frustration.

JC KEETON: I've been the smiling happy go lucky "I'll get'em next time." guy since I first showed up here because it really was a big deal to me to compete for a company with this kinda history and I was happy just to be here. I ain't happy anymore. My goal when I got here was to turn heads, make an even bigger name for myself, and get to the top as fast as possible. I still want all those things but my more immediate goal is to make sure no one ever refers to me as forgettable again. That starts tonight against a Mainstream mainstay in Robert Zodiac.

For the first time a bit of a smile forms on the face of the second generation star.

JC KEETON: I saw the tweet when my match with Robert was announced and he was called the most dangerous person in Mainstream Wrestling. I'm sure Robert is a tough guy, he looks like he crawled out of the most meth infested trailer park you could imagine and spent his formative years fighting over the last pack of Sudafed.

The smile fades and he drops his head before looking back up.

JC KEETON: I spent the majority of my childhood in a hospital bed fighting for my life. We fought very different fights but we're both equally tough because of it. No one looking at us side by side on the poster who didn't know my story would think that though. Everybody knows I can wrestle, it's in my blood and my last name might as well be WRESTLING but tough, or dangerous, or how about FIGHTER don't get mentioned when people talk about me. Tonight I prove that not only am I one of the best young wrestlers in the business today but I can hold my own in a fight with the so called most dangerous man in Mainstream.

He walks out the scene and we move back to ringside.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ JC KEETON ★★★
vs
★★★ ROBERT ZODIAC ★★★

The bell rings as the two circle the ring as they size each other up. They lock up and it isnt long before Zodiac brings his knee up into Keetons abdomen and doubles him over. He runs off the ropes and attempts a dropkick but is avoided as Keeton dips backwards out of the way, which causes Zodiac to land flat on his back. Keeton wastes no time in dropping a knee on his face! He stands back up and begins stomping on Zodiacs ribs.

He grabs Zodiac by the head and begins pulling him up before getting caught with a sit out jawbreaker! Keeton stumbles backwards as he holds his chin, and Zodiac takes advantage with a double leg takedown! He gets into a side mount and wraps his left arm around his head before raining down right hands to the face and head of Keeton before he manages to wiggle free, pushing Zodiac off as Zodiac rolls backwards and stands back up before running back up and driving a knee straight down into his spine!

He rolls over the top of him and begins raining down clubbing strikes to Keetons head and face! Keeton manages to get free and the two scramble back to a vertical base as the two get right up in each others faces before Zodiac throws a headbutt and connects with the forehead of Keeton who is staggered slightly but then comes back with a wind-up headbutt that flattens Zodiac! Both men are holding their heads, but Zodiac is worse for wear as Keeton takes advantage!

JC Keeton ruhes out of the corner and shoots a Double Leg Takedown but Robert Zodiac had it scouted and delivered a knee right up the middle busting JC open minutes into the match. Keeton wipes the blood from his eyes and nails him with a hip toss but Robert is quickly back to his feet!

A perfect Drop Kick takes Zodiac off his feet and he lies on the mat while Keeton leans in the corner, the blood on his face starting to dry. JC grits his teeth before charging forward hitting a Basement Yakuza Kick as Zodiac sits up. Keeton goes out on the apron and waits for him to stand, as he does JC springs off the top rope planting Zodiac with a big Springboard Cutter!

Zodiac sees an opportunity and manages to create an opening that allows him to quickly retreat from the ring. He is trying to regain his breath when he gets blasted from the side with a suicide dive that results in both men down! Keeton is the faster of the two on recovery but Zodiac isn't far behind him. Keeton rolls in to stop the count before it starts, but Zodiac slides in behind him and charges towards him before clubbing him square in the back of the head and knocking him down as Zodiac begins stomping on him anywhere he can before the ref pulls him off due to being under the ropes.

Zodiac tries to push past the ref but gets shoved back and scolded to a small pop from the crowd! Zodiac is now 100% focused on the official as he grabs him by the collar of the shirt and backs him into the corner, only for Keeton to sneak up behind him and catch him with a roll up! Zodiac manages to get out of it immediately and rolls backwards but gets caught standing up with a huge lariat that folds him right back up! Keeton pulls him out towards the center of the ring and hooks the leg as the ref drops down to count for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Zodiac throws his left shoulder off the mat and begins raining elbow strikes down onto the head and neck as he stands back up. He gets back to a vertical base as Keeton is still on his hands and knees and begins stomping on his ribs. He smirks and he turns to the crowd and stretches his arms out to the sides with palms facing upward as he tilts his back, soaking up the boos and insults from the crowd. He quickly turns his attention back to Keeton, and walks back over to him but gets caught with a leaping European uppercut from a kneeling position that instantly flattens Zodiac as Keeton takes advantage by dragging him back to his feet. Keeton wraps an arm around Zodiac and snatches him into a Gutwrench Suplex. JC waits for him to stand then drops him with a Tornado Kick, he covers 1...2...KICKOUT!

As soon as Zodiac kicks out JC stands and starts stomping him from head to before trapping the arms and stomping his face until Robert is able to free his arms and roll out of the way. Keeton is quickly back to his feet and hits a Shotgun Dropkick sending him into the corner. He lifts him up so that he's sitting on the turnbuckle and he steps back and hits a Leaping European Uppercut! Landing hard on the apron and Keeton goes out hitting a Brainbuster on the apron!

Zodiac manages to reach out and gouge the eyes of Keeton and immediately follows up with as hard of a headbutt as he can muster up. Keeton goes limp as does Zodiac as the two end up inside the ring on the mat. Zodiac is closer to the ropes than Keeton, and he uses that to his advantage as he uses the ropes to pull himself up. He sees Keeton up on a single knee and Zodiac takes off in a dead sprint towards him and using Keetons knee, delivers a huge shining wizard! Keeton is out on his back as Zodiac looks down at him and then over to the corner. He grabs Keeton underneath the arms and drags him over to the corner so his face is laying on the bottom turnbuckle. Zodiac runs off to the other corner before forming a gun with his fingers and aiming them at Keetons head. He charges out of the corner and across the ring, leaps into the air and dropkicks Keetons square in the back of the head as he bounces backwards!
Zodiac pulls him away from the ropes and hooks a leg as the ref drops down to count for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Zodiac is wide-eyed with fury as he immediately grabs him by the head and can be heard screaming "Stay down!" as he rains down right hands into the face of Keeton, who is now covering up. Zodiac stands up and turns towards the corner as he begins climbing the ropes to the top. He stands up and takes a deep breath before jumping off with a shooting star press!! Keeton manages to get his knees up at the last moment as Zodiac lands on them ribs first! Keeton takes advantage of the situation and gets up before Zodiac can recover.

Keeton stands over Zodiac, as soon as he stands JC leaps up driving both feet into his chest with a Double Stomp. Zodiac slowly gets to his feet staggering and Keeton steps behind him dropping him on his head with a Poisoned Frankensteiner. He hooks the leg 1...2...NEARFALL!

Keeton floats over and looks to begin the mounted punches on Zodiac but he manages to once again reach out and gouge the eyes of Keeton, only this time he follows is up with a mandible claw! Zodiac has a sadistic grin on his face as Keeton begins to fade, and he takes advantage by releasing the mandible claw and grabbing his head, tucking it under his arm before dropping Keeton square on his face with a DDT! Zodiac rolls him over and hooks the leg as the ref slides in to count the 1...2...NEARFALL!

Keeton barely manages to throw his shoulder up in time to break the pin! Zodiac sits up and roars in anger before he gets back to his feet, staring down at Keeton as he runs his hands over his head. He grits his teeth and grabs him by the head as he lifts him up before quickly straightjacketing his arms around his neck and flipping forward with a straightjacket canadian destroyer-style DDT!! Keeton gets spiked onto his head before crumbling to the ground! Zodiac licks his lips as he gets an incredibly evil grin on his face. He lifts his head up and looks down at Keeton before pulling his foot back as far as he can and punts him square in the jaw! He immediately reaches down to grab him by the head and drag him over to the bottom set of ropes. He drapes Keeton neck first over the bottom rope as he climbs out onto the apron and looks to deliver a running punt! But Keeton dodges it!

Zodiac re-enters the ring then whips Keeton into the ropes but JC ducks a clothesline and hits a Drop Kick, he's quickly back to his feet and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex. Keeton stalks and waits for Zodiac to stand and cracks him with a Jumping Knee Strike. Robert staggers but before he falls JC leaps up and catches him with his Leaping Leg Lariat called ‘Ode to the Outlaw’. Zodiac is out, Keeton drops down hooking the leg and the referee counts 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall is JC—KEETON!

CHARLES HUDSON:  If Robert Zodiac would have landed that punt this match would have been all over!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  But he didn’t...Congratulations to JC Keeton...whoa!

JC Keeton is humbly celebrating his victory while the official raises his hand just before he’s blindsides by Cyrus Riddle! Keeton falls down onto his knees and forearms. Riddle kicks him in the stomach while the match winner winces in pain.

CHARLES HUDSON:  This is uncalled for...if this is about Keeton’s early entrance to the ring in certain he’s only doing what the producer told him to do.

Robert Zodiac sits in the corner watching on before grabbing the top rope on both sides of the top turnbuckle with both hands pulling himself up. He approves of the beat down of JC Keeton and he appears to join in until he received a running high knee by Cyrus Riddle for good measure! Riddle lifts Zodiac up and drops him with his patented dominator into sit down pile-driver that he calls ‘As Above, So Below’! “Alpha and Omega” by King 810 begins to play as Cyrus Riddle stands with his arms out spread in the center of the ring with JC Keeton and Robert Zodiac at his feet.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Robert Zodiac has no mercy and apparently no allies! JC Keeton won the match but it was Riddle standing tall as he took out both participants following the bout. When we return we’ll have more Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
Samantha Kinsley is seen standing by with Echo Layne. Who was looking very excited, yet furious at the same time. They watched video footage of Ford and Echo "screwing" each other over from the past few weeks.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Echo you face your so-called bestie, "Bryan Ford" tonight? Over the pass for weeks, you've both been having major issues with screwing each other over.

ECHO LAYNE: No, no and no. First of all, Samantha. I was trying to help Bryan, I was trying to save him from getting his skull smashed in. I stepped into his business for that reason and he took it personally. He beat me, yes fair and square. But he did it the easy way and along the way busted up my face? You think I was complaining about that? I finished a match with a broken nose. You're not better than me. If anything Bryan, we're on the same level. You're just too full of yourself to see that.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Why doesn't Bryan Ford take you seriously?

ECHO LAYNE: Good question, Samantha. Why do you doubt me, Bryan? You don't think, I have what it takes? I'm a champion? What are you? That's right you keep playing tag with that TV title like it's going out of style. One second it's yours and the next boom gone. Why? You're so much better than me right? Yet. I'm still a champion, I'm undefeated in UWL. Why is that NOT good enough for you bestie? Why can't you take me seriously?

“What do I have to do?”

Echo sighed.

ECHO LAYNE: Guess you'll find out tonight won't you?

Echo walked away from Samantha leaving what she had to say short and sweet just like her.

[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
Bryan stands in his locker room deep in thought as he looks up into the camera

BRYAN FORD: I feel a need to explain to you Echo why tonight is happening. I don't want to get misconstrued that I have any hatred towards you. You are one of the few I can actually call a friend in this business. But let me explain my past dealings with those I have considered friends or have let into my circle.

“I'm not a trusting person Echo. My father raised me to keep my head on a swivel and I have held on to that sentiment for the 27 years of life I've been alive. Letting your guard down where I'm from is how you get killed.”

“I've had nothing but people turn their backs on me and turn against me since I came into mainstream. Chris Constantine Jr. was the first. He welcomed me with open arms and is part of the reason why I'm even signed here in the first place. We were supposed to go on as a formidable force as a tag team, capture some gold, and live the rest of our lives in success. Turned on me.”

“Robert Zodiac...someone who I saw as my best friend in this business turned on me because he wanted a shot at my championship gold. Throwing away Six Plus years of friendship out the door.”

“Roxas...a woman I thought was going to be an important person in my life no long returns my messages... maybe she moved on... maybe someone better came along. Who knows?”

“So understand that I don't take the word friend lightly but you want to know how I've gotten as far as I have? You wanna know what keeps me going, what keeps me at the top of my game? It's the simple fact the Bryan Ford only relies on Bryan Ford.”

“That's how I became United States champion in less than two months by relying on Bryan Ford. That's how I became a two time Television Champion! By relying on Bryan Ford.”

“That's how I'm a guaranteed future Mainstream Ha of Famer... because of relying on Bryan Ford. You see the pattern? I don't have anybody in my corner and honestly I prefer it that way. So when I see motives and actions that appear similar to all the bullshit I have been through when dealing with people... yeah I get a little pissy... “

“Like I said tonight I'm going to squash our beef and I'm going to release my stress and aggression. You want to know why I don't want to take you seriously? It's not because I doubt your skill... it's not because I think you're lower on the totem pole than me... it's because if I take you as seriously as I do anybody else I will not feel bad about what I'm going to do.”

“I've been screwed by people who have said they care and love me... now I'm returning to favor to anybody in my path. No regard for their well being... no pity... no empathy... and I'd like to maintain that for you My friend.... but tonight... All that goes out the window until I hear the bell ring and a winner has been decided.... Echo... welcome... To The Bryan Ford Show!"

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ BRYAN FORD ★★★
vs
★★★ ECHO LAYNE ★★★

The bell rings and this match is officially underway! Bryan Ford puts the pressure on Echo Layne early following a collar and elbow tie up. He takes her into a head lock roughly and flips her onto the mat with a headlock take down. He wrenches the hold tightly as he is heard yelling out "This is what you wanted right?!" Ford releases her and kids up leaning against the ropes telling her "Get your ass up Echo!"

Ford pulls her up and launches Echo towards the corner, Bryan Ford had her in control. As she reaches the turnbuckles, Echo grabs the ropes and jumps up, placing her feet to the middle ropes at each side of the turnbuckle pad. Without looking behind her, she shoves back and throws herself backwards. Ford and Echo collide as Echo reaches up for her Stunner but Ford hugs her from behind. 

She drops but isn't able to connect as Bryan Ford snaps back and goes for a German Suplex! Echo flips back but lands on her feet!! Ford scrambles to get up and Echo slides in behind him, jumping onto his back with a rear naked choke. As soon as it is secured, Ford throws himself back to try and pancake her onto the canvas. She uses the ground to apply the hold deeper and work her legs to a body scissor. 

Ford fights, pushes at the canvas beneath them. Tries to roll but as the submission tightens, Echo Layne just keeps calm. Using his legs to scoot, Ford gets close enough to the ropes to throw his feet over bottom. The referee signals for the submission hold to be released. Echo breaks at the count of 4 and Ford seems riled up as he and her both scramble to their feet. She is up first and she jumps and drops back, grabbing Ford's head and lifting her knees, connecting with her "Echo Effect" Codebreaker!! Ford snaps back against the canvas and rolls immediately from the ring. 

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What a move by Echo! Ford didn't anticipate that in the moment!

CHARLES HUDSON: Let's not discredit Bryan Ford here, his ring presence is in full gear as he knew to escape in a potential match ending move! 

Echo Layne still inside the ring uses some of the taunts that Bryan Ford is typically known for. Watching him as he slowly paces around the ring. Echo shakes her leg as if doing a weird stanky leg. She stalks Ford as he rises, signals for his own "BFord and After" Bicycle Kick but as she races towards him, jumps into the Bicycle motion, Echo misses the kick as Ford side steps it. Her leg hangs over the middle rope. 

Ford now behind her, snaps sideways as she pulls her leg free and Bryan Ford hits her with a hard Superkick to the back of her head! Echo slumps forward against the ropes, arms hung over the top as her legs start to give out under her. 

CHARLES HUDSON: Bryan Ford knocked the sweet tooth out of the back of Echo's head with that one! Bloody Hell! 

Racing across the ring, Bryan Ford wanted to show Echo how to properly execute his "BFord and After" and as he springs off the far ropes, Echo groggily turns around as Ford bicycles. Echo falls to the side to miss it leaving Ford the same way he had left her. Leg hung over the middle rope. He pulls it free, turns to face her and is met with a Bicycle Kick to his face!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Echo gave Ford a taste of his own medicine! Can she beat him right now?!

The referee drops down ready to make the count. Echo lays over him on her side for the 1...2...KICKOUT!

CHARLES HUDSON: Sooo close! Echo Layne and Bryan Ford are competing to steal the show!!

Bryan Ford kicks out hard! He rolls over onto his stomach and looks around the ring in shock. He takes a deep breath and pushes himself up off the mat just narrowly dodging a baseball slide drop kick by Echo. The two stand face to face jawing one another and then lock up. Ford forces Echo into the corner using his weight and strength advantage. He pulls her arms back placing them around the ropes locking her in the corner before licking his hand and overhand chopping her in the chest hard, the impact sounding like a firecracker.

Moments later in the match Bryan Ford and Echo Layne battle on the top turnbuckle trading shots as Ford insists on hitting a superplex. But Echo rocks him with an elbow. Echo looks behind her then hooks her arm across Ford's chest before both go flipping with a Spanish fly driving Ford through the commentary table! Both competitors are laid out as the official checks on them both!

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Echo Layne is first to her feet and she rolls into the ring.

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Bryan Ford while in one knee looks up at Echo Layne with a grimacing smile and he dives under the bottom rope back into the ring. In a hurry, Bryan Ford races at Echo. He dives for a Crossbody but Echo takes two steps towards him before leaping up into a flying Knee that catches Ford to the face! He spins out as Echo falls and grabs her knee. All of his momentum was used against him as he holds his face on the canvas. 

She limps as she stands to her feet and as Ford tries to stir to his feet, Echo plows him with a swift kick, toes first right to his mouth! Blood spits up as Ford falls backwards back to the canvas. She dives over him and hooks the legs for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Echo Layne wastes no time and looks to lift Bryan Ford back to his feet. Bryan hits a stiff forearm that dazes Echo but she comes back with one of her own. Ford yells at her "Come on!" To which Echo replies with a sickening slap so hard Bryan's lips are busted on impact. Ford licks wipes his lips and looks at the blood. He shakes his head and throws a wild lariat that Echo dodges but the ref catches it instead and crumbles to the floor.

Ford looks down at the official but there isn't concern on his face, no, instead a devilish smirk comes across Ford's face. Echo stares at Ford confused before watching the former TV Champ roll out of the ring and pull the tarp of the ring up and pulls out a pair of Kendo sticks throwing one into the ring for her as he slides back in the ring.

Ford and Echo parry each other's strikes with the Kendos Ford gains the upper hand however when he boots her in the guy doubling her over. He raised the Kendo high into the air and then brings it down hard across her spine the impact sounding like a bolt of lightning hitting a tree. He strikes her again as she crawls away but Ford puts his foot on her back leg keeping her in place. He begins striking again and again before the stick breaks and throws it outside of the ring.

4. Ford makes his way over to Echo on the mag who catches him off guard with a jawbreaker! She follows up with an enziguri to the side of his head stunning him severely. Echo hits the ropes and out of what seems to be instinct Bryan hits a sickening clothesline that flips echo as she lands hard on her back. Both competitors are down for a bit recovering.

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Both competitors are back to their feet but it’s Bryan Ford whom Irish whips Echo and looks to hit another tilt-a-whirl backbreaker but Echo jumps into the air and and connects with a jumping DDT! But she doesn't stop there she maintains her hold and begins applying a guillotine choke! Hear the Echo! Echo grits her teeth and tightens her hold as Ford slowly begins to fade, the ref checking to see if he passes out but Ford let's out a roar as he slowly works his way to a standing position with Echo holding on. He then flips back executing a northern lights suplex!

Ford waits for Echo to stand and runs doing a handspring using the ropes to rebound off the back of his legs as he jumps up connecting with a stunner! Echo's Sugar Rush! Ford goes for the cover looking to win off of her own finisher. 1...2...BREAK!

Echo Layne with amazing ring awareness reaches out at the last moment to grab the bottom rope to break the pin attempt. Ford hoists Echo up onto the top turnbuckle climbing up after her attempting a superplex lifting her up but Echo connects to the top of his head with a knee getting out of the predicament.

Ford drops down to his feet as Echo leaps off with a crossbody but Ford catches her and hits a body slam! He then exits the ring waiting on the outside and slingshots in when Echo stands but it's her who gets the last laugh as she catches Ford with an Echo effect! The double knee facebreaker lays Ford out on the mat. Echo Layne bounces back then crawls desperately to lay her arm across Bryan Ford for the final 1...2...NEARFALL!

Echo is in disbelief. She helps Ford rise to his feet, Echo has the back of his head in a single hand. With her free arm, she cocks back and blasts forward, hitting him flush with solid Forearm! He falls to a knee, pressing the canvas with one hand to keep from falling over. She moves in to keep attacking but Ford cracks her to the midsection with a hard punch. On his feet, he kicks her to the gut and pulls her in, looking for his Double Arm "High Impact DDT" but quick thinking, Echo Layne counters it with a Northern Lights Suplex! 

She rolls with the connection and stands, pulling him with her and goes for another Northern Lights but Ford drills down with an elbow into her back. He secures her arms in a Double Underhook before lifting her to execute and spikes her into the canvas with his DDT. Rolling her onto her back, he makes the cover with his forearm across the side of his face and a disgruntled look on his face for the 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall is...BRYAN—FORD!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Ford and Echo are laid out as medical staff and refs rush down to check on them.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Both competitors are totally spent but Ford and Echo manage to use the ropes to stand and look at each other.

There's a bit of tension in the air but Ford pulls away from the official trying to check on him. Ford makes his way over to Echo as he holds the back of his neck. The two meet in the middle as Ford gives a simple nod to her and then the two embrace in a hug! The crowd cheers loudly as the show of respect and friendship. Ford and Echo are seen talking inaudible to the camera but both are smiling and laughing a bit. Ford shoos everyone else away as he exits the Ring with Echo. Both using each other as support as they limp to the back.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Now that’s a true sign of sportsmanship!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  A definitive ending to these two very...’bitter allies’? Ladies and Gentlemen when we return from commercial break we have more Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
She paces back and forth.

SKYE HEALY: Everyone has been clamoring for weeks wanting to get my thoughts about the main event tonight. I’ve reserved them for the right time, when the spotlight is on me. Yankees vs Red Socks... Ford vs Ferrari... Healy vs Madison… You see there’s a new greatest rivalry in professional wrestling and it all hinges on this.

Skye lifts the United States Championship up onto her shoulder.

SKYE HEALY: Madison claims this championship was his. That I stole it from him. Funny. Because I don’t remember being truly beaten for this title! It was so many months ago when Madison ripped this from my hands, and well... it was only a matter of time before I won it back. But when everything seemed fine and just in this world again, Madison crawled back up. See Madison is just like a cockroach. He won’t die unless he’s finally stomped out of existence.

“After tonight, there won’t be anymore talking of ‘Oh Skye Healy COULD be great.’ WRONG. I’m the best this company has ever seen! This championship is in the main event because of ME. Deny my prestige all you want, but the truth is clear: I am the present, and hell I’m only 23, I’m the future of this business too! It all starts with you, Madison. You call yourself War Machine, but I’ve proven that with my mind, I’m more of a deadlier weapon than you’ll ever be. After tonight, the narrative changes. Skye Healy IS limitless. Skye Healy IS Mainstream. Skye Healy IS. THE. CHAMPION.”

Healy glares deep into the camera.

[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
AJ Knight is seen walking down the hallway looking to make his way out to the arena. He is being followed closely by Samantha Kinsley with a microphone in hand, trying to get comments from him. AJ walks past with a murderous death glare.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: AJ—if I can have but just a moment of your time...AJ!

AJ KNIGHT: What is it Sam? I am focused on the task at hand, Wargames, and gaining the advantage for MY team.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Speaking of War Games...

AJ KNIGHT: I don’t have moments of time to share with you. I have no time for a ‘word’, trash talk or a lengthy blah blah blah interview. It's time for war!

AJ Knight walks out of the frame pushing the camera out of his face.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ AJ KNIGHT ★★★
vs
★★★ REBEKAH STEVENSON ★★★

The bell rings and this match is officially underway! The winner will receive the advantage for their team in War Games! Rebekah Stevenson circles the ring and begins to back peddle from her opponent a former World Heavyweight Champion. AJ Knight stops and requests a test of strength but Stevenson refuses. AJ then rushes Stevenson in the corner!

AJ blasts her with forearm strikes until she slumps in the corner, leading AJ to put the boots to her. The referee pulls AJ back but AJ throws them aside as he rushes back in, pulls her to her feet and whips her hard into the opposite corner! She bounces off the turnbuckle and AJ drops her with lariat! AJ picks her up and tosses her out to the floor! He whips her HARD into the guardrail!

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AJ Knight rolls an alert Rebekah Stevenson into the ring and follows in behind her. He grabs her but Stevenson tries Face=Floor, AJ shoves her off into the ropes before flooring her with an elbow to the back of the head! AJ drags her over to the ropes, choking her out on the middle rope! The referee drags AJ off of her, as AJ again shoves the ref aside! He hits the ropes and dropkicks her in the back of the head, sending her head snapping off the ropes!

The official yells at AJ but AJ just stares a hole through him backing him up into the corner! AJ turns back around and begins raining punches to the back of Stevenson's head! He starts biting her! AJ stops biting and backs up, telling the referee to start a ten count.

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Stevenson makes it to her feet and Knight looks for a clothesline but she ducks under! Stevenson comes hard with a cross body onto Knight sending them both tumbling out of the ring. They land on the ring apron in a seated position. The two begin punching each other before Stevenson scurries away.

Now on the floor at ringside AJ sends Stevenson face first into the ring post! He starts slamming her head into the steel steps repeatedly! AJ rams her into the rail and starts belting her with right hands to the forehead! AJ throws the timekeeper out of his chair and picks it up off the floor! He winds up for the shot, but the referee intercepts AJ! AJ pulls the chair free sending the referee flying again! AJ swings wildly, wrapping the chair around her head! AJ throws her back into the ring. AJ pulls the lifeless Rebekah Stevenson off the mat...KNIGHTFALL! The referee rolls back in for the 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall representing the FRANCHISE...AJ—KNIGHT!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Impressive victory by AJ Knight.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  His team definitely needed that advantage considering we don’t even know who the fourth member for the Franchise will be!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Rebekah Stevenson maybe should have let Leytrix take her spot in this match.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  I was expecting more from the Immortal Atrocities but the night is still young!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
The scene cuts to Mainstream Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion Julianna DiMaria who is of course, confident and determined. She doesn’t appear to be showing any nervousness whatsoever regarding her upcoming title defense. She’s surely carrying herself with a lot of pride as she begins to express her thoughts.

JULIANNA DIMARIA: Tonight is surely a history making night! It seems like we’ve got a hell of a movement here regarding the women of this company as both of the company’s top two titles are on the line and it’s a near-all woman affair. I’ve got to say it: I am proud to be part of this history! While the United States Championship is the title that’s in the main event, I know that my title defense isn’t any less insignificant. Albeit, it’s unexpected, but there’s so much history here. I’m the second woman in the history of this company to win the world championship and I’m going to be defending this title against the woman that did it first in Coral Rose. In fact, Coral never actually lost the title in the ring when she had it, so that just adds a little more flavor to this. When you stack up the first two women to be a world champion in Mainstream wrestling in a world title match, that alone is a history maker so I know for a fact that this is going to be one of the most important matches of my career. I’ve seen some of the chatter. I understand that there are some in the locker room that aren’t thrilled about Coral getting this shot tonight and while I get where they are coming from, in my book, the history Coral has with this company is more than enough to validate her getting this opportunity tonight. That being said… there IS something that I DO have to point out…

Julianna takes a pause, remaining calm and poised. She knows that Coral is going to wind up being a tough challenge for her, but she also knows that this title defense with Coral goes a little further than that.

JULIANNA DIMARIA: Mainstream Wrestling isn’t the first company that we’ve shared a locker room in. We don’t have much of a history together in terms of matches fought in the ring, but years ago, we were in the same locker room and to be honest, it wasn’t good. We didn’t like each other. Coral couldn’t stand me back then and I can’t say I blame her to be honest. Back then, I carried myself like a fucking idiot. I behaved in such a way that nobody took me seriously. I self-destructed and became a laughing stock and a joke to many people and that’s my own fault. Back then, I admit that I was extremely immature to say the least and I said and did so many stupid things that got me in trouble. There is no denying that back then, Coral was far superior to me in every aspect of the game. I was so far beneath her level that I will be the first to admit that if we had crossed paths then, she would’ve totally kicked my ass.

“But that was then, Coral.”

“And that was a different company…”

Julianna pauses for a bit to deliver a smirk, certainly showing off much of the confidence that has grown within her since then.

JULIANNA DIMARIA: Now though? I’ve become one of the best wrestlers in the world and I’m not saying that as some sort of empty exaggeration. The Mainstream World Championship that I have with me PROVES this very fact. You know and I know that I am a FAR different Julianna than what you remember before… and most importantly, you know and I know that I am a far BETTER Julianna that you remember before. I’m not going to belabor the points and insult your intelligence there, but ever since I came to this company, all I’ve ever done is improve and get better every single day. I have become one of the best in the business and I have no shame in saying that. I know you’ve been doing your own thing since you were last an active member of the Mainstream roster and you’ve been doing well at that. I know exactly how much it would mean to you to regain the throne that had been abdicated in the past.

“But let me tell you this Coral...”

“It’s not going to happen.”

“You’re going to give me one hell of a fight, but at the end of the day, the top woman in Mainstream these days is ME and beating you, the first woman to be a world champion here, is going to further solidify that. You may consider yourself a queen, you may have been the queen around here at one point, but that’s not a throne you’re going to be regaining. When this is all over, Coral? You’re going to experience first hand EXACTLY how much I’ve grown since we last shared a locker room a few years back! You know I’m a different Julianna now… but you can’t FULLY know unless you experience me first hand… and you will.”

“Good luck, Coral. I don’t hold any ill will against you, and regardless of what happens tonight, I won’t. This is a history making match… and all I want, aside from retaining this title of course, is for you to do your part in making it so.”

“I’m confident that you’re going to do just that… just as much as I am confident that I’ll STILL be world champion when it’s all said and done!”

Julianna maintains her confidence as she exits the scene, showing just how capable and fearless she is against all comers as the scene fades out.