MAINSTREAM 86 - CHICAGO - 7/3/2022

[Robert Daniels]

Battleground Network Presents

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING 86
SUNDAY - 07/03/2022
UNITED CENTER
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING IS LIVE FROM CHICAGO AND WE’RE INSIDE THE UNITED CENTER. HOME OF THE CHICAGO BULLS!

PREVIOUSLY RECORDED...
The scene opens up on a balcony, somewhere in the U.K; one could imagine the view being somewhat pleasing on a normal day, all with the river down at the bottom and the city on the other shore… but today it wasn’t like that, it was a rather somber day, one of many rainy days in this part of the world. Yet, we were here; a sand clock standing on the rail and a man grabbing said rail with both hands.

Wearing a trench coat and hanging his head, this man didn’t want his identity to be revealed just yet; he wanted to keep the mystery for a bit, even if trained eyes would’ve noticed little hints about who this man was just by the looks of things. After a couple of seconds had passed, noted by the grains of sand that kept falling in the clock… he spoke with a rather somber tone of voice.

UNKNOWN: And so time keeps on running…

The might sighs, grabbing the sand clock with his left hand and shaking it a bit before placing it over the guard rail once more, turning his head up to look at the buildings on the other shore and revealing his head, recently shaven. Yet, even with the somber tone of voice, acute ears would’ve noticed the thick Welsh accent this man had and would’ve guessed who it was right from the beginning, yet he didn’t turn around – yet.

UNKNOWN: Just as you are counting down the days, the hours, the minutes, the seconds… until you get your opportunity for that World Title… I am counting down the days until you find out you’re not the monster under the bed or in the closet that children fear when the day is just like this one. I am counting down the moments until you learn that the prize was never “getting beaten up” by you… but rather you finding out that you’re just like ME – overlooked, overshadowed, and underappreciated. I am counting down the moments until you realize that you’re much of a failure as I am, but the difference between us is that I’m willing to accept it and embrace it as my identity. I am willing to embrace that I’m nothing more than a failure and thus, I don’t hide behind any facade or mask… I am, what I am and I know you fear that.

The man turns around revealing to be Gareth Prichard Jr. He smiles, the nest that was his hair isn’t there anymore, he now sports a scruffy beard and the bags under his eyes reveal the struggles every wrestler that has to travel across the world endures. Somehow, he smirks and continues talking.

GARETH PRICHARD JR: I’m not saying you fear me, the person that I am or the wrestler that I’ve become. No, what I’m saying is that you fear the reflection of yourself in me. You fear the notion that we aren’t as dissimilar as we might appear on the surface; you fear knowing that if you fail on your quest or you squander your rise to the top… you’ll end up like me. That terrifies you. So when you say you will destroy me; what you’re really saying is you want to destroy what you are in order to preserve what you want them to believe you are… and if that sounds too complicated, let me simplify it for your brain to understand… when you say you want me dead, what you’re really saying is you want that part of yourself that knows you’re nothing more than a sack of past - present - and future failures… as far away from you as possible.

GARETH PRICHARD JR: But I have bad news, you can’t escape who you are. Sooner or later you’ll find out and the more you want to run away from it, the more you want to hide that fact, the more detached you become from reality… the closer you’ll be to become that thing you fear the most. Because nothing would be as cathartic anymore; no chase, no title, no glory would be good enough and you’ll bring upon yourself a self-fulfilling prophecy… and the realization that I was right and you’re JUST LIKE ME.

Prichard tilts his head as a smile appears on his face. He puts both of his hands inside his pockets and continues talking.

GARETH PRICHARD JR: The thing is, I could be talking about anyone right now. In the context of things, you think you KNOW who I am referring to… but think about it, there’s a plethora of people that hat might fit. Another one is a man I truly respect for what he’s becoming; although we’ve taken different paths and approaches to things, we both know that bell to bell, very few people in the world are capable of holding a candle to us. So I won’t be as brash, bold, or scathing as I was before… right now, Tapp… I just want you to know that I’ll be looking to take your arm and shoulder home with me as a souvenir… I’m sure you wouldn’t want it any other way, as anything less could be considered disrespectful and you know that’s my way of showing you the respect you deserve.

Just as the sand is about to finish trickling down on the clock; Gareth opens his mouth for some final words.

GARETH PRICHARD JR: Just know that while you care about classics… I don’t. So bring me a fight to remember, even if the ingrates don’t appreciate it.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Gareth Prichard Jr is back home in the United Kingdom tonight but the winner of the Governors Cup will receive some important news later tonight!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Welcome to Mainstream 86! Let’s take our first commercial break we’ll return with tonight’s first bout!

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[Robert Daniels]

PREVIOUSLY RECORDED...
A handheld camera clicks on as the camera focuses on Zodiac, who reaches off-camera before very loudly and purposefully drags a metal chair into frame. He turns it around and sits in it, propping his legs up on a nearby milk crate. He smirks and looks into the camera.*

ROBERT ZODIAC: I never said anything about me not losing that match, Biggs. Because if I hadn't lost, then maybe I'd be champion right now. That's all ifs and buts though. This is about me getting into your head. Man, if you only knew how much you remind me of myself when I was younger, you might learn to accept the reality check that was given to you that night. I will reiterate the fact that I never once asked the official to stop the match after you tried to end my career...after you broke my ankle. I never stopped performing, and guess what? My ankle is feeling better than before. It will continue to heal over time while I watch you from the shadows. You're in my cross hairs...and I'm aiming for that strap you hold so dearly.

Zodiac leans forwards as he puts his feet down, folding his hands in his lap.

ROBERT ZODIAC: I need you to understand something, Biggs...it's that I have zero regard for my own safety in that ring. You know this first-hand, hell you looked in my eyes and said you will break my ankle...I looked you dead in the face and said break it mother f'er because I had zero intention of giving you the satisfaction of making me say I gave up. I have NEVER QUIT in my entire career. I've been shelved, I've taken time off, but I've NEVER given up. If you knew how much I enjoy fighting, you'd never want anything to do with me again because you'd know that you would never be able to break me. You'd never make me quit, because I CAN'T quit. I am stubborn to the point where my career will end in that ring, and i won't even realize it's over until I can't stand back up. I'll admit Biggs, you're good. Hell, you wouldn't have that held that belt for as long as you have if you weren't as good as you say you are. However...I am 150% certain that I can take that belt from you. I'm 150% certain that I WILL take that belt from you...the only thing I need is the match to be made by Bombay. No count outs...no disqualification...no referee stopping the match because higher ups said so. I want you to realize that no matter what you hit me with, that you cannot keep me down.

Zodiac stands up, folds the chair up and holds it beside him in one hand.

ROBERT ZODIAC: Biggs...I want you to accept my challenge. Fight me again. Put the US title on the line. Break my spirit if you can, because that's what it will take for you to be the last man standing...because I will wrestle with 2 broken legs and still choke you the hell out.

Zodiac grabs the chair with both hands and begins slamming it off the floor before he throws it to the side.

ROBERT ZODIAC: BIGGS!! I WILL PUT YOU THROUGH YOUR OWN PERSONAL HELL!! I WILL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM DAMN LIMB! I WILL FORCE YOU TO RE-THINK EVERY SINGLE DECISION YOU'VE EVER MADE IN YOUR ENTIRE CAREER!! I WILL ABSOLUTELY DESTROY YOU BEYOND BELIEF!!! YOU WILL NOT GET OFF EASY THIS TIME!! I WILL DRAG YOU INTO THE VOID AND LEAVE YOU UNCONSCIOUS IN THAT RING!!

Zodiac reaches forward and picks up the camera as he stares into the lens.

ROBERT ZODIAC: I want you to look in my eyes right now. Tell me what you see. Do you see someone teetering on the edge of regression into his old self? Tell me Biggs...what do you see? Because I can tell you exactly what it is you see; You see the only person you know that can and will take that belt from you. You see the one thing you're subconsciously afraid of...and with good reason. You see a predator...and you've just realized that you're the prey.

The camera cuts to black as the scene ends.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ RM TAPP ★★★
vs
★★★ SKYE HEALY ★★★

The bell rings and this match is officially underway! Skye Healy and RM Tapp circle the ring before briefly shaking hands and coming together with a collar and elbow tie up! Healy with a right. Tapp with a right. Tapp with an enzuigiri catches the Legacy Champion off guard and she starts to wobble. RM Tapp runs to the ropes for a charging attack, but Healy responds with a big boot that floors RM Tapp! He falls face first onto the mat after the boot by Healy. The Legacy Champion follows it up with a punt kick to the arm as Tapp gets to all fours. Tapp rolls onto his back, holding his arm. Tapp starts to sit up, but Healy stays on top with a double stomp into the chest, flattening him.

Moments later RM Tapp whips Healy into the corner. The Legacy Champion kips up and over her challenger and runs into the ropes and connects with a big boot that smashes Tapp in the face. Healy picks up her opponent and whips him into buckles now. Tapp lands hard in the buckles. Healy charges. RM Tapp gets his boots up, but Healy catches them. Healy swings the Tapp’s legs into the ropes, getting him back, and drops him with a neck-breaker.

Skye Healy is gloating in the corner as the referee is checking on RM Tapp. Tapp is visibly in a lot of pain but he nods that he can continue. Healy sees that and pulls Tapp up to his feet and takes him up and over with a vertical suplex, the pain shooting up and down Tapp’s spine. Tapp is scaling to the top rope. He pauses to grab at his neck as that’s been worked heavily by Healy the entire match. Tapp readies himself on the top turnbuckle, but Healy has sprung to life and met him up top. The two are exchanging blows. Healy looks to be on the verge of putting Tapp away after some repeated forearms into the neck area. Suddenly, RM Tapp is filled with adrenaline and he flares up and starts to strike back and ultimately knocking Healy off her perch. Healy lands on the mat and Tapp gets into position again. The Champion returns with a big boot taking out the legs and causing Tapp to crash on the top buckle.

Healy grabs onto Tapp’s head and locks in both arms. She pulls on Tapp’s body until just his feet are on the ropes still. Healy, with a sinister smile, looks for a Skyefall! But RM Tapp explosively comes up with both arms freeing himself! Skye steps backwards off the ropes stumbling backwards on the mat. Tapp jumps down and begins a series of kicks to the legs of the Legacy Champion. She comes up with a kick to the stomach of TM Tapp and pulls him in for Skyefall! But No an inside cradle for 1…2…3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall is...RM TAPP!

CHARLES HUDSON:  RM Tapp just upset the Legacy Champion Skye Healy!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  You're absolutely right Charles! He slipped out of the Skyefall with a countering inside cradle to secure the win!

RM Tapp rolls over to his feet and points to the sky with a smile on his face as he knows he's stolen one from an old friend. Skye Healy looks around confused holding her jaw before being handed the Legacy Championship from the official. RM Tapp smacks both his hands together in excitement as the fans cheer and he exits the ring.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Skye Healy and RM Tapp are no strangers intact they go back.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  This is a huge win for RM Tapp moving forward in Mainstream Wrestling!

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[Robert Daniels]

“Welcome to the Jungle” plays and the crowd begins to jeer as Eli Buchanan and Charlotte O’Neal make their way down to the ring, hand-in-hand. Eli helps Charlotte up the steps before leaping up on to the ring apron and opening the ropes for her to enter. Once inside the ring, she wastes no time calling for a microphone. Graham Stevens hands one to her and she grabs it from him before turning and giving it to her husband.

Eli turns to face the camera, a wild grin on his face.

ELI BUCHANAN: Oh Billy! Yoohoo! Where are you, Billy Boy? Come on, man, I know you’re dying to get a piece of me. I’m right here, Billy. All you’ve got to do is come out here and put me out of my misery once and for all.

Eli begins to cackle. He walks over and leans on the top rope as he continues to smile like the Cheshire Cat at the camera.

ELI BUCHANAN: You know what your problem is, Billy. You’ve lost your edge. You’ve become dull and sooner or later you’re going to be cast aside. Now me, man, I know what it’s like to be cast aside, to be thought of as being obsolete. Everytime I’ve been cast aside, I’ve landed in the fire and have been reforged, remade, redesigned into something bigger, better and stronger. For as long as I’ve known you, you’ve been doing the same on (censored) and it’s finally starting to wear thin. You’re about to crack, and I’m the man who’s going to smash you into pieces.

Eli stands back up and walks back to the middle of the ring, pointing at the Mainstream logo on the mat.

ELI BUCHANAN: We all know how much Mainstream means to you, Billy. Hell, this company was practically built on your shoulders. And like you, Mainstream’s cracks are starting to show. This company’s been in trouble for a long time, and we both know it. And like I said a couple weeks back, I’m not the man you build a company around, I’m the man who destroys it! So if you aren’t brave enough to come out here and try to put an end to me…

He looks over at Graham Stevens and sneers.

ELI BUCHANAN: ...maybe I’ll start tearing Mainstream apart right now starting with its beloved ring announcer.

Before Charlotte can stop him, Eli springs over the top rope, landing next to Graham Stevens. He grabs the startled announcer by front of his jacket and starts shouting in his face. Charlotte scrambles out of the ring and tries to stop him, but Eli ignores her and yells, “You’re a deadman, Graham!” Eli drags Graham back into the ring, but suddenly from down by the stage area a voice could be heard screaming. The crowd pops as their Hometown Hero steps out.

BILLY DANIELSON: ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, ELI!!!

Eli turns and here comes Billy Danielson running down the ramp. Danielson slides into the ring and tackles Buchanan, but Eli spins around and gets the top mount. Eli begins to slam some heavy fists into Billy’s face. Billy is able to get the mount back and now It’s Billy’s turn to punch Eli, but Eli catches his arm and bites Billy’s wrist. Danielson backs away and goes for a knee strike, but Eli rolls out of the ring. Buchanan stumbles towards his wife, who had exited the ring when Billy came in, but here comes Danielson with a suicide elbow strike, and theyre right back into trading strikes.

Billy and Eli trade strikes up the ramp, through the curtain, and into gorilla. Robb Daniels, Kevin Bombay, and other production managers are back there with eyes wide as Eli grabs Danielson by the hair and throws him into the producer table. Bombay helps Danielson up and Daniels calls for security as Eli and Charlotte start to walk away, The Captain laughing the entire. However, Billy isn’t about to let Eli get away with this, so he shoves Bombay and Daniels and tackles Eli from behind. The two start to brawl now through the backstage passageways of the United Center.
Billy drives some knees into Eli's midsection, but Eli fights back with some elbows. Eli whips Billy into an intern and charges for THUNDERSTR- Billy steps out of the way and Eli takes out the intern. Billy hits a Chicago Blackout to the back of Eli’s head and is now punching him into a pulp. Charlotte Buchanan comes behind and drills Billy in the nuts with a kick. Danielson goes down as Charlotte takes a rolling production cart and rolls it right into Billy’s head!!!

Charlotte then grabs Eli and pulls him up to his feet, handing him something in the process. Eli smiles as he kneels down by Billy.

ELI BUCHANAN: I told you that I was going to break you, Billy! Don’t worry though, I’ll throw you into the fire before I go.

Eli reveals flash paper in his hands and goes to light it, but Billy kicks it out of his hands in a flash of adrenaline. Danielson boots Eli away, and Buchanan stumbles into his wife. Eli turns around, enraged at Billy, but Danielson picks up the flash paper and THROWS A FIREBALL!!! The ball of fire hits Eli right in the eye and Buck stumbles away grabbing at his face. Finally, security rushes in and separates Billy and Eli. Charlotte throws a towel over her husband’s face and they escape, as Danielson is lost in a sea of security guards.

[Robert Daniels]

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ CARTIER ★★★
vs
★★★ DIONNE MILLER ★★★

The bell sounds and Cartier immediately charges at Dionne Miller like a racehorse when the gate opens. She blasts her in the mouth with a running forearm that puts her down on the mat holding her teeth, most likely running her tongue across them to make sure all of them are still there. Cartier then stands over the fallen body of Miller, straddling her torso, before dropping down with both knees right into her ribs. The air comes out of Miller’s lungs in an audible whoosh and then Cartier stands and walks to her corner where she grabs a bag of chicharrones and pops them open, stuffing one into her mouth and holding the bag down for Nefertiti to have some as well.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Cartier taking Dionne Miller VERY lightly, Charles, this can’t be a good move for the former TV Champion. Nefertiti took the snack bag out of a fan’s hands. She takes it with her to the ring and sets it in Cartier’s corner in spite of her negative reaction!

CHARLES HUDSON: She’s said multiple times that she thinks facing these Squires is an insult and she’s tired of treating them like equals. I think she’s just using her time to show off for Nefertiti Jackson!

Dionne Miller struggles to her feet and as she turns to Cartier, Cartier shoves the remains of her chicharrone bag right into her face, then drills her with a hard right hand, a kick to the gut, and then a series of nasty knees inside of a Muay Thai clinch. She gets Miller into a corner and then steps up onto the second rope before driving a knee strike right into her temple. Miller hits the canvas and Cartier sits atop the top turnbuckle before coming down with a diving forearm strike to the back of her head.

Cartier then stands and shouts to the crowd, pointing at the bruised opponent at her feet.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This is a level of brutality we aren’t used to seeing from Cartier. She’s just unrelenting with these hard shots, over and over again!

CHARLES HUDSON: On Twitter she warned everyone that Dionne Miller was going to get hurt… I guess she’s proving her point!

Cartier pulls Dionne Miller up by her arms and moves fluidly into a double underhook lift, holding her off the ground for a full five seconds before plowing her back earthward with a Got-DAMN Slam! Cartier then pulls Miller toward the ropes and drapes her head across the bottom rope. She leans heavily with her weight on Miller’s back, sticking her own head out between the ropes and beckoning the cameraman closer to her so that the mic can clearly hear her.

“Pay attention to what happens when y’all disrespect me this way again. This little bitch right here didn’t have to spend the night in the hospital, it ain’t her fault, but because y’all got to keep trying me she got to pay the price. My name is my value. I am a rare gem. Gold. Diamond. Precious and rich. I am the greatest Television Champion Mainstream has ever SEEN, and I will not be ignored and placated with these rookies any more. I want the Mainstream Title. Until I get it, people are getting hurt.”

Cartier shoves the camera back and then gloats in the ring some more. She gets in the face of the referee and argues with him, which gives Nefertiti Jackson an opening to run in and clobber Miller in the jaw with a huge right hand.

Miller flops off of the bottom rope onto her back and Cartier pulls her into the middle of the ring for 1…2…DIONNE MILLER REVERSES WITH A ROLL-UP for 1…2…BREAK!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Cartier almost got embarrassed due to her cavalier approach to this match!

CHARLES HUDSON: And she is NOT happy!

Cartier is infuriated by nearly getting pinned and starts hammering Dionne Miller mercilessly with fists. She stands up and starts stomping the life out of Dionne Miller, then pulls Miller up by the hair and grabs her waistband from behind, tossing her out of the ring over the top rope.

The official gets in Cartier’s face and starts chewing her out, and once again this gives Nefertiti Jackson time to attack Miller on the floor. Jackson pummels Miller and sends her crashing into the steel ring steps before tossing her back into the ring and backing off before the official can see anything. Dionne Miller is stunned but attempts to sit up… only to get flattened with the EMPIRE STATE OF MIND! Cartier lays across Miller for 1…2…CARTIER PULLS MILLER UP!

CHARLES HUDSON: Now that’s just not necessary… Cartier is just prolonging the inevitable here!

Cartier rears back and slaps Dionne Miller hard across the face as she lies there, kind of waking her back up a bit. She then yanks her up by the hair into a sitting position and hits the ropes… FOR ANOTHER EMPIRE STATE OF MIND!

Now Dionne Miller is on her side, completely out of it. Cartier laughs and nudges her with her foot, walking around her in a circle and showboating for the fans.

After showing off for a few more seconds and going to the side of the ring for a fist bump from Nefertiti, Cartier walks to Miller and grabs her arms, snatching her up into the Ballin’ Brutalizer! Cartier wrenches the hold on tight as Dionne Miller nods her head violently to submit - but Cartier refuses to let go!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by way of submission is…CARTIER!

The bell rings over and over again as the official pleads with Cartier, but he eventually has to physically intervene and pulls Cartier off of Dionne Miller to get her to break the hold.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What a violent mean streak we are seeing from Cartier right now… she was more interested in hurting Dionne Miller than in having a fair match.

CHARLES HUDSON: McKayla, she thinks she’s being jerked around… so I guess she sees no reason to play fair!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE...
Echo Layne was doing some stretching for her big opportunity tonight against Biggs for the United States Championship.

ECHO LAYNE: Many have stepped up, many have failed. But, they aren't Echo Layne, they don't embrace the madness deep within, they don't want to break the rules. If you follow the rules everytime, you won't get anywhere.

Echo smiled. She knew how Biggs felt about her bending the rules, she was too good for that. But, she'd do her best to keep it nice and simple and clean tonight. Maybe.

ECHO LAYNE: Tonight, it's my night and my time to shine, win or lose - everyone will be talking about me, this match and how they've been sleeping on me and not only me, but Team Madness.

With the mention of Team Madness, Alexandria Monroe walked into the scene, she smirked.

ALEXANDRIA MONROE: With that Team Sexy, Smokin' Aces whatever bullshit name you wanna go by.. we haven't forgotten about you. You think one little loss to you defeated us? It only motivated us to work harder.

At this point, Biggs, Blake O’Reilly and Bobby Larson all walk into frame, Biggs dressed in Captain America themed gear (evoking the Falcon Cap color scheme), while Blake and Bobby are in shorts and T-Shirts. All three have their respective title belts slung over their shoulders.

BIGGS: Glad to hear that you’re working harder, Ms. Monroe. Fact is, when I beat you a couple of months ago, I saw first hand that neither one of you should be pegged as just a Tag Team specialist. I already knew that Echo was special, and though I don’t have the same fondness for you that I do for her, I at least respect your in-ring acumen. What I don’t respect is your proclivity towards cheating, because as Echo mentioned before, I do firmly believe that you both are better than that. As for your little rant about being confused about the name of our group, allow Blake to clear things up for you.

Blake O’Reilly leans in towards Alexandria, and has a condescending tone in his voice.

BLKE O’REILLY: You see the two of us holding the Mainstream Tag Team Titles? We’re Team Sexy. Now us with Poppa Biggs, that’s The Smokin’ Aces. Simple enough for you?

BIGGS: Woah woah woah, Blake, no need to be rude. But as for tonight, Echo, I must admit, I wish I wasn’t facing you. Not because I’m afraid of you, not because I don’t respect you, but because I know that deep in my heart, I do not want to hurt you. But I also know that you’re one of the fiercest spitfires this business has ever seen, and anything less than my best won’t get the job done. Whatever happens out there has no bearing on our friendship. Either way this goes, cupcakes and pizza are my treat. But just know that I’m not happy you put me in this position…

ECHO LAYNE: It's gonna be fun, you'll see! We're gonna bring the house down! And you already know, I'm down for pizza and cupcakes!

Biggs and Blake walk off, but Bobby lingers for a bit, sheepishly looking down at his feet as he talks to Echo.

BOBBY LARSON: Echo, I know for a fact that you’re from Chicago, cause baby girl, you’re a dish. I also know that I waited too long to make a move, because you already snapped yourself up a boy toy. But you did say that if I ever wanted a kiss, all I had to do was ask, and so long as it doesn’t get you in trouble with your man, if it’s all the same to you, may I please have a kiss on the cheek?

Alex rolls her eyes at this, but Echo giggles.

ECHO LAYNE: Damn. Look at you dropping those hot lines, wasn't that just the cutest Alex?

Alex didn't say anything, she stood there arms across her chest. Echo leaned forward and gave Bobby a kiss on his cheek. Bobby is undoubtedly on cloud 9 after the peck on the cheek, and he responds by gently taking Echo’s hand and giving it a kiss.

BOBBY LARSON: You just made my life, sweetheart! I wish you all the best with your boo, but should things not work out, just know you always have a situation you can fall back on.

Echo is all smiles, but Blake shows back up, grabbing Bobby by the shoulder and dragging him off.

BLAKE O’REILLY: Come on, Casanova. Quit fraternizin’ with the enemy.

Alex looks at Echo with a sense of disgust in her eyes.

ALEXANDRIA MONROE: Really, you’re going to encourage that?

ECHO LAYNE: Awww, Alex, it's super cute! Let's not be rude! Remember to keep your friends close and enemies even closer? Or whatever that saying is.

Alex again rolled her eyes, she grabbed Echo by the arm and dragged her away.

[Robert Daniels]

“Walk” by Saucy Santana begins to play throughout the arena as the curtain opens and Dayna Barrett walks out onto the stage slowly with the curtain closing behind her. She smiles and waves at the fans along the aisle while making her way down to the ring.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Introducing first, making her way to the ring standing at five feet and two inches tall. From Los Angeles, California...DAYNA—BARRETT!

Barrett walks slowly up the ring stairs and along the apron turning to looking out at the fans she strikes a pose before stepping into the ring and stretches.



"DNA" by Kendrick Lamar blares over the speakers as Bryan Ford walks out onto the stage. He makes his way down the ramp walking with a swagger as he reaches the apron.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Now making his way to the ring standing at five feet and ten inches tall. From Los Angeles, California, he is the ‘Innovator of Greatness’…BRYAN—FORD!

Leaping onto the edge he then somersaults over the top rope rolling into the ring sitting Indian style waiting for the bell to ring.

SINGLES MATCH

★★★ BRYAN FORD ★★★
vs
★★★ DAYNA BARRETT ★★★

The bell rings and this match is now underway! Bryan Ford looks for a collar and elbow tie up with Dayna Barrett but is immediately tripped up and lands in a seated position on the mat. Ford scowls as he gets up locking up again but catches Barrett off guard with a stiff forearm shot!

There was a sense of purpose in the way Barrett moved around the ring tonight. With her eyes locked on Ford, Barrett quickly lunges forward locking Ford in a collar and elbow tie up. Being the smaller opponent Barrett was looking to take advantage of her quickness early on. Backing him into the corner Barrett was pressing all of her weight into the repeated back elbows onto the chest of Bryan Ford.

Dayna Barrett was able to force Ford down onto one knee with the strikes. Stepping back Barrett would look to drive the point of her knee right into the side of Ford’s head but he stands up just in time to hit the ropes bouncing off gaining momentum and slides right under the legs of Barrett. He pops up and connects with a Codebreaker as Barrett turns around! Barrett remains standing but Ford leaps up again and hits an enziguri! She falls back first against the ropes, where she would recover with a bicycle kick to Ford’s chest sending him into the corner against the turnbuckles!

Dayna Barrett would set Ford up on the top turnbuckle and throws a right hand but Ford kicks it away! Ford leaps off with a crossbody and a hook of the leg for 1…2…REVERSAL! Modified inside cradle for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Dayna Barrett pops up and pulls Bryan Ford then catches him by surprise leaping straight up and sits on his shoulders! The former World Tag Team Champion jumps with a spin and hooks his head driving him in with an reverse hurricanrana! Ford slides across the mat on his back. Barrett army crawls across the ring draping an arm across the chest of Bryan Ford! The official drops to his knee and counts the 1...2...KICKOUT!

Dayna Barrett rolls over onto her back staring at the lights in the United Center in disbelief. Bryan Ford pushes himself up off the mat, dazed and slightly confused, still he turns his head noticing Barrett on the mat and the camera picks up on a devilish smirk. Ford gets up and ascends to the top turnbuckle looking for a UFO Frog Splash! Dayna Barrett rolls over skinning the cat and allows Ford to take the blunt of the hit on the canvas. He’s holding his midsection with both hands as he struggles to get to his feet. Dayna backs into the far corner, crouching down she looks for her patented V-Trigger and she NAILS HIM! Ford goes scooting under the bottom rope and out to the floor! Dayna Barrett would have much rather him stayed in the ring so she could have pinned him. Instead the official begins the count on the outside!

…1!
…2!
…3!
…4!
…5!
…6!
…7!
…8!
…9!

Bryan Ford dives under the bottom rope just in the nick of time only be stomped down by Dayna Barrett. She lifts him up, then Barrett boots Ford in the gut and doubles him over. For momentum she hits the ropes and on the way back Bryan Ford with an explosive spinning spine buster!

Moments later Barrett remained in control with everything tonight simply going in his favor. With one hand he spun Ford around locking him into a sleeper hold. Scratching at the forearms of Barrett is no help to Ford and Barrett tightens his grip. Barrett was smiling as the wrenching from Ford began to slow down. Motioning for the referee to check his opponent Barrett began wrenching down tighter. The official would begin lifting the arm to see if he was still in this bout. Both combatants are down and the official begins the ten count.

…1!
…2!
…3!
…4!
…5!

Bryan Ford is to his feet but he cuts off the count of the official as he pulls Dayna Barrett up to her feel as well. Ford grabs Barrett by the wrist wrenching it behind her back. He’s really after his opponent now. Dayna Barrett with excellent ring awareness steps through the middle and bottom rope causing the official to step in and break the hold. She blindsides him lunging forward, driving a strong forearm smash into the chest of Ford lifting him off of his feet with the power. While Ford caught his breath Barrett began reigning chops down on his chest. Each of them echoing a loud crack throughout the arena. Staggering out of the corner Ford swung wildly at Barrett but she ducks under with a drop toe hold that sends Ford stumbling face first to the mat. She grabs hold of the ropes coming out from the ring post and she pulls herself up onto the top rope. She squats down steadying herself looking for the Relapse!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: It’s Bianca Reed!

CHARLES HUDSON: Watch out Dayna!

The official is checking on Bryan Ford in the opposite direction while Bianca Reed steps up onto the ring apron and with a shove from behind sends Dayna Barrett flipping over down to the mat. Very agile she rolls through to her feet—victory roll by Bryan Ford for 1…2…NEARFALL!

Dayna Barrett kicks out just in time! Bryan Ford steps back and dodges a right hand by Barrett. He kicks her in the stomach, she’s doubled over. Bryan Ford lifts Barrett onto his shoulders holding her for a second before throwing her forward a bit connecting with a vicious knee to the jaw!

CHARLES HUDSON: and he calls that the ‘Sudden Silence’!

The official wants Bianca Reed to immediately leave the ringside area. She begins back pedaling her way up the aisle way as Bryan Ford hooks both legs for the 1…2…3!

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

CHARLES HUDSON:  Bianca Reed showed up looking for revenge from a couple weeks ago and she ruined an awesome match.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Bianca Reed is bitter from that loss she suffered at the hands of Dayna Barrett at Mainstream 85.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Congratulations to Bryan Ford on his win here tonight. He's looking to put some wins together and manage to find a way back to a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship again.

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[Robert Daniels]

LOCATION UNKNOWN...
LEX COLLINS: Thought I was gonna leave Conflict in Tucson with a new feather under my cap, a new bullet point for the ol' list of accolades. Instead, I watched someone else claim that glory.

There's a shuffling sound before The Outsider himself steps out from the shadows. At the end of the hallway, there's an EXIT sign above a rusted metal door at the top of a short flight of stairs and he turns and starts heading in that direction, leaving the camera no choice but to follow.

LEX COLLINS: Don't get me wrong – ain't salty about that. The right person won. Wasn't my time. Been through a lot of moments like that in my career. Some of 'em were intentional. I sat it out. Walked away when I shoulda stayed the course. I like to tell my daughters that mistakes are always learning opportunities – never something I'm gonna punish them for and maybe that makes me a pushover, maybe It's gonna come back to bite me in the ass when they're older, but I just can't fault them for being human, y'know? Teaching myself that lesson's taken far longer than it should've.

He sighs and shakes his head, sitting down on the top step with his back against the wall.

LEX COLLINS: I asked for this time tonight. I'm sure I don't gotta get into the reasoning there. Lotta stuff on my mind lately. I guess before I get all sentimental about being approached by Biggs, should prob'ly just be honest. It ain't often that someone like me gets welcomed into a place with open arms. There's never really been red carpets rollin' out for me to walk on.

The self-deprecating chuckle slips past his lips as he tilts his head back, his features painted crimson by the sign overhead.

LEX COLLINS: It's taken me years to shuck the ol' mentality, that image of myself endlessly on the ladder, climbin' and reachin' for the goal and always dips a little further outta reach. I'm not the underdog anymore – got a lot of replicas in shadow boxes at home to prove it. I never thought I'd be winnin' tournaments... rackin' up all these streaks. But there's this voice in the back of my head that keeps whispering I'm on thin ice. Hold my breath and wait to hear that crackle below before the axis shifts and dumps me into that cold and uncertain doom of obscurity. And I can't think of what's worse, now. Never hitting the plateau... or falling off the other side?

He drags in a deep breath, holding it for a moment.

LEX COLLINS: Not really a team player. Not bred to be a follower 'cause I just got this defiance in me that always drew the wrong kinda wrath. So, about the offer? I... I dunno, man. I know I ain't inspirational... not landing on the top hundred list any year – never aspired to that. I don't spend all my time craftin' these little talks for maximum impact. I'm just me, y'know? What you see is what you get and for the first half of my career, I was the guy walkin' on your street in every establishing shot that vanishes into the background, forgotten immediately. Now that the cloak of invisibility's fallen off, I feel weird. Outta sorts. Part of me wants to cut an' run – that's the anxiety talking. The other part, it wants to dive headfirst down the rabbit hole, see where it goes. It's the worst kinda crossroads 'cause the moment I take that step, I can never go back. I got a lot of things to consider, here.

Falling silent for a moment, he lifts his hand up and scratches the stubble on his cheek before scrubbing his palm over his lips – just another nervous tic.

LEX COLLINS: Biggs, I just... I'm sorry.

There's another protracted pause.

LEX COLLINS: I don't got an answer for you. Not tonight. Not yet.

Without another word, he gets up and walks up to that door, pushing the breaker bar to open it – blinding light flashes, whitewashing the view for an instant and when it fades, Collins is long gone.

[Robert Daniels]

BREAKING NEWS

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Ladies and Gentlemen before we move on to the next bout here tonight. We’ve learned during the break that Gareth Prichard Jr will challenge for the World Television Championship in two weeks at MAINSTREAM 87!

CHARLES HUDSON: Emma Douglas will defend the World Television Championship against number one contender Gareth Prichard Jr in the M87 Main Event!

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MAINSTREAM 86 returns from the break with Echo Layne and Biggs already in the ring, with their respective running buddies of Alex Monroe and Team Sexy at ringside.

GRAHAM STEVENS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30-minute time limit, and is for the Mainstream Wrestling United States Championship!

The crowd pops as the referee holds the U.S. Title belt high in the air for all to see.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Introducing first, in the corner to my right, the challenger, weighing in at 130 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, she is one half of Team Madness, ECHO LAYNE!

A loud “ECHO! ECHO!” chant gets going from the hometown crowd while Echo gives a wave and a thousand-watt smile!

GRAHAM STEVENS: And her opponent, in the corner to my left, he is the reigning and defending Mainstream Wrestling United States Champion, weighing in at 198 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, he is known as “The Spaceman,” BIGGS!

As is to be expected, the crowd rains down boos on the champ, and for his part he drowns them out, instead choosing to focus on his opponent across the ring, his dear friend, Echo. On the outside, Bobby Larson appears smitten, resting his elbows on the mat and placing his chin in his hands as he looks dreamingly at Echo. The referee hands the US Title Belt to Graham Stevens as he exits the ring, and calls for the bell!

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP

★★★ BIGGS (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ ECHO LAYNE ★★★

The bell rings and this United States Championship match is officially underway! Biggs and Echo Layne meet in the center of the ring, giving each other a fist bump before backing up and circling the ring.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Good show of respect there to start the match. It’s no secret that these two are good friends, despite Biggs being one of the biggest jerks on the roster!

CHARLES HUDSON: Now come on, Lou! That’s biased commentary if ever I heard it! But I’ll tell you somebody who won’t be giving biased commentary on this match, that being our guest at the announce table, Lex Collins!

LEX COLLINS: Oh yeah. As impartial as Switzerland

MCKAYLA LEWIS: We’re happy to have you out here with us, Lex. You’ve done nothing but impress since you joined the Mainstream roster. What brings you out here tonight, if you don’t mind me asking?

LEX COLLINS: Those monitors in the back are pretty small. Wanted to come out here and get a better view of two of my faves in the company throwing down.

Inside the ring, Biggs shoots in, trying to grapple Echo for a Double Leg Takedown. Echo splays out, taking them both down to the mat with her on top of Biggs’ back. She whips her body around, riding Biggs and getting a rear mount and sticking her finger in her mouth before ramming it into Biggs’ ear for a Wet Willie! Alex is laughing it up on the outside as Biggs bucks Echo off and angrily gets to his feet, yelling, “What the hell was that!?” Echo smiles mischievously, and extends her hand for a handshake, extending a mea culpa. Biggs can’t stay mad at Echo, so he accepts the handshake. This was a mistake, though, as Echo pulls him in and gives him a Rake Across the Eyes with her free hand, sending Biggs stomping about, clutching his eyes! He stumbles into a Drop Toe Hold from Echo, who floats over into a Side Headlock on the mat! As Biggs tries to wriggle free, Echo raises her right fist in the air, appealing to the crowd before giving Biggs a Noogie! Biggs kicks his feet and flails about as Echo continues to press her knuckles into his cranium and rubbing vigorously!

CHARLES HUDSON: There’s no doubt that Echo is trying to get in the head of Biggs! You can tell with her posture and body language that she’s not being malicious or anything, she’s just having fun with him, but still.

LEX COLLINS: Smart strategy, Chuck. Makes it harder for the opponent to anticipate your next move.

Echo releases the headlock and gets to her feet, bowing to the crowd before turning and bowning towards Biggs as he gets to his feet. He has a dour, focused look on his face as the two engage in a collar-and-elbow lock up, with Biggs switching levels and getting behind Echo, wrapping his arms around her waist to perform a Release Overhead Belly-to-Back Suplex! Echo fully rotates in the air and lands on her feet, drawing an “OHHH!” from the crowd, and as Biggs turns around, he’s greeted with a Dropkick right to the mush! Biggs rolls away to create some distance between himself and Echo, but she closes the gap, rushing in for a Running Knee Strike that knocks Biggs silly and carries him to get hung up on the second rope! Without even missing a beat, Echo immediately runs to the opposite ropes, gaining momentum and swinging in with her version of the 619, The Punchline! Narrowly avoiding it, Biggs ducks under and rolls beneath the ropes to the arena floor! Echo looks down at Biggs with a big grin on her face as she holds her thumb and index finger just barely apart. Bobby and Blake huddle with their mentor, giving him some words of encouragement before Biggs rolls back into the ring.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: After the barnburner that Biggs had with RM Tapp at Mainstream 85, do you think it’s possible that this match is a bit of a come-down match for him, Lex?

LEX COLLINS: Nah, from what I’ve seen of Biggs, he doesn’t seem to have “come-down” matches. If anything, I think he’s holding back because of his friendship with Echo Layne.

CHARLES HUDSON: Exactly, I was thinking the same thing!

As Biggs pops up to his feet, he charges at Echo, who sidesteps him and gives him a shove on the back towards the ropes! She leapfrogs him on the rebound, and then hits the deck on the next pass through. As Biggs comes barrelling by once more, Echo leaps up and catches him with a Headscissors Takedown, keeping the Headscissors applied on the mat! Bobby Larson is on the outside, looking to the heavens, begging and pleading as to why it couldn’t be him in that situation, as Echo pushes up with her arms, increasing the torque on the headscissors! Biggs squirms out and kips up, catching Echo with a Clothesline as she gets up. He peels her off the mat and clutches her wrist, pulling her in for a Short-Arm Clothesline! Biggs keeps pulling her up and delivering Short-Arm Clothesline after Short-Arm Clothesline, until going for a Lateral Press after the sixth one. This nets him a one count, but he keeps the pressure up, rolling Echo onto her belly and locking in a Front-Facelock. Biggs dizzies his opponent by giving Echo a series of Alligator Rolls before floating over onto her back. He pops her with a couple of Forearm Shots to the back of the head and then takes a seat on the small of her back, applying the Camel Clutch!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Back to your point, Lex, about Biggs holding back, normally, when he locks in the Camel Clutch, he clasps his hands in an S-Grip beneath the nose of his opponent and pulls back. Not only does this put pressure on the bridge of the nose of his opponent, but it forces them to breathe through their mouth. As he has it here on Echo, he just has them clasped underneath her chin. Still an effective way to apply the hold, but not nearly as nasty!

LEX COLLINS: The ol’ softy’s got a weak spot for a pretty face?

On the outside, Alexandria Monroe starts to slam the mat with her fists, prompting the crowd to clap in tune to will Echo on! A loud “ECHO! ECHO! ECHO!” chant gets going.

CHARLES HUDSON: Anyone else hear an echo in here?

Biggs keeps the hold locked in tight, but does not lean back like he normally would. Echo is fighting and struggling, and manages to slip her right arm off of Biggs’ knee! Biggs is shaking his head as she slips her left arm free as well! Echo squirms out the back door, and as Biggs turns around to face her, he’s met with a stiff Kick to the midsection! This hunches the champ over, and Echo takes him the rest of the way down with a Snapmare! Keeping Biggs in a seated position, she grabs a hold of both his wrists from behind and digs her boot between his shoulder blades! Biggs’ face is turning red as she presses him forward, and wrenches her grip on his wrists, hyper-extending his shoulders even more! The ref asks him if he gives up, but Biggs grits his teeth as he answers no! Seeing that Biggs isn’t budging, Echo releases her hold and walks up his back, stomping him right on the back of the head with such force that his body bends forward far enough for his face to smack into the mat! Biggs holds his face in pain as he rolls feebly onto his back, Echo hooking both legs, 1…2…KICK OUT!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: The human body isn’t supposed to be able to bend like that so suddenly! Echo may get discounted because she’s primarily a tag competitor and looks the way that she looks, with all the pink and what not, but she is a dangerous competitor with a pronounced meanstreak, and she’s showing it tonight!

CHARLES HUDSON: This is how she’s treating one of her friends! Imagine if Biggs was her enemy!

LEX COLLINS: Used to say this all the time, man: there’s no such thing as friendship when you’re between those ropes. That’s what separates the pros from the rooks.

Pulling Biggs up by the hair, Echo keeps on the attack, giving him some solid Knees to the gut on the way up. She backs him up into the ropes and shoots him off, but telegraphs the Back Body Drop a millisecond too early, allowing Biggs to put on the brakes and kick her right in the face! This pops Echo up, and Biggs pulls her in and up for a Vertical Suplex! He goes for the cover, hooking the far leg, 1…2…KICK OUT! Staying on the mat, he rolls Echo onto her belly and clutches her left wrist and shoulder, delivering a series of Knee Strikes to her left elbow! Transitioning into a Hammerlock, Biggs takes his free hand and grinds his forearm across the back of Echo’s neck, really digging in. Echo twists her hips and spins out of the Hammerlock, using her leg to break Biggs’ grip with her wrist as she tumbles through. Both competitors are to their feet in a flash, and Echo gives Biggs the bitch slap to end all bitch slaps!

“Quit going easy on me!” Echo yells at her friend.

“I’m not going easy, Echo!” Biggs responds, which earns him another bitch slap!

“Like hell you aren’t! Give me the real freakin’ Biggs!”

Biggs looks down to the mat in shame, but as he looks up, his demeanor has changed. He has a stern, focused look on his face, and mouths, “I’m sorry…” before firing off with an absolute buzzsaw of a kick that connects right in Echo’s chest! She stumbles a few steps back, coughing as she does so, but responds with a stiff kick in kind! The two exchange kicks back and forth, back and forth as the crowd gets whipped into a frenzy! The familiar refrain of “YAY!” when Echo hits and “BOO!” when Biggs connects, get going! *SMACK!* “YAY!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” *SMACK!* “YAY!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” *SMACK!* “YAY!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” *SMACK!* “YAY!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” *SMACK!* “Y-BOO!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” *SMACK!* “BOO!” Biggs winds up and lays Echo out with a Roundhouse Kick to the side of the head! The crowd pops as Echo defiantly gets to her feet, letting out a primal yell as she does so, and she ducks the attempted Roundhouse from Biggs, getting behind him and taking him down with a Russian Leg Sweep! She goes for a Triangle Choke, but Biggs slips out before she can apply it, and he stacks her up for the pin, 1…2…Echo kicks out and flips Biggs into a pinning predicament, 1…2…Biggs rolls through and has Echo’s shoulders on the mat, 1…2...KICK OUT! Getting to their feet, Biggs goes in to grapple Echo, but she pulls him in for a Small Package, 1…2…Biggs adjusts his weight, pinning Echo, 1…2…She rolls over, pinning Biggs, 1…2...Biggs kicks out and grabs Echo on the way up, shooting her towards the ropes, catching her on the rebound for a ring shaking Sit Out Powerbomb, covering her shoulders with his legs, 1…2…Echo rolls him onto his back, 1…2…Biggs rolls through and grabs a hold of Echo’s waist as he does so, pulling her up and through for a Bridging German Suplex, 1…2…Echo kicks out!

LEX COLLINS: Damn, that was more near falls in five minutes than we’ve seen all night!

CHARLES HUDSON: I was getting dizzy just watching that!

The fans are on their feet, chanting “THIS IS WRESTLING!” *CLAP! CLAP! CLAPCLAPCLAP!* “THIS IS WRESTLING!” *CLAP! CLAP! CLAPCLAPCLAP!* while Biggs and Echo gather themselves on the mat.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: DAMN RIGHT IT IS!

The U.S. Champ is the first to his feet, but Echo ducks the wild swing from “The Spaceman,” getting behind him and jumping up to catch him with a Crucifix Pin, 1…2…KICK OUT! Biggs is quick to a vertical base, but Echo uses her arms to sweep the legs out from under him, putting her full body weight across his chest, 1…2…KICK OUT!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: The tone and tenor of this match has really picked up since Echo slapped some sense into Biggs!

LEX COLLINS: Any time you’re fighting somebody that you’re on friendly terms with in that ring, you gotta tune that emotion out. You don’t wanna hurt ‘em, but you also don’t wanna lose to ‘em either.

Team Sexy has concerned looks on their faces, while Alexandria cheers on her partner! Biggs and Echo circle one another, knowing that the match is essentially reset at this point. The champ feigns shooting in, and Echo takes the bait, throwing her leg for a swift Kick. In an instant, Biggs closes the distance, catching Echo’s leg and sweeping her other leg out from under her! Echo tries to kick Biggs off as he grabs a hold of her other ankle and steps through. As he turns her over, Echo manages to kick him off, but eats a Running Forearm on her way up! Peeling her off the mat, Biggs whips Echo hard into the near turnbuckle sternum first and crashes into her back with a Stinger Splash! Hoisting the dazed challenger up, Biggs sits her on the top turnbuckle, facing out towards the crowd. He then follows her up to the top, and gets her hooked up in a lifted Crucifix! As he leaps off for an Avalanche Crucifix Bomb, Echo counters it into a Frankensteiner, rolling through and covering him, 1…2…3NO! Biggs gets his shoulder up at 2.99 seconds! Echo has a look of shock on her face, but doesn’t give herself the luxury of staying there, getting focus right back on the task at hand. The crowd is in an absolute uproar, cheering their local girl on! “ECHO! ECHO! ECHO!” can be heard throughout the arena as she stalks Biggs, motioning for him to get up. As the champ slowly makes his way up, Echo is right there with a swift kick to the gut and grasps his head for the Sugar Rush, but Biggs shoves her off! She ducks the attempted punch from Biggs, giving him another swift kick to the gut and goes for the Sugar Rush again! She gets shoved off once more, and as she turns around, she’s caught with an Overhead Release Belly-to-Belly Suplex that sends her sliding near the far turnbuckle. As she uses the ropes to pull herself up, Biggs rushes in for another Stinger Splash, but Echo gets out of dodge, causing Biggs to eat turnbuckle, and finally connects with the Sugar Rush! The crowd pops huge for it, but their joy is short lived, as the momentum of the impact sends Biggs rolling beneath the ropes and to the arena floor!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What horrible luck for Echo Layne here! She had Biggs dead to rights!

CHARLES HUDSON: Yeah but this is why Biggs is the reigning and defending United States Champion. He’s always aware of where he is in the ring!

LEX COLLINS: I envy that laser focus he’s got.

Echo Layne does not spend any time feeling sorry for herself, immediately following Biggs to the outside. She tries to peel him off the mat, but he’s ragdolling. Alex comes over to presumably help her partner out, but Team Sexy is right there to back her off. The referee warns everyone on the outside to stay out of things, and tells Echo to bring things back into the ring. The ref is to the count of 7 as she hooks Biggs arms into a double underhook, and pulls him up to his feet, propping him against the apron before she slides in and out of the ring to reset the count.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Very smart of Echo there to interrupt the count.

As Echo goes to grab Biggs, he shows that he was playing possum, and clocks her with a right hook! He bounces her face off the apron and rolls her back into the ring, following her in and pulling her up for a Vertical Suplex! He twists his hips and keeps his grip, getting up and lifting her up for another Vertical Suplex! Biggs twists his hips once more, lifting her up and connecting with a third Vertical Suplex, completing the Three Amigos! But Biggs doesn’t let go and twists his hips for a fourth time, getting up and hoisting Echo up and drilling her skull into the mat with a vicious Brain Buster! With Echo laid out, Biggs makes his way to the top rope, and signals it’s over, leaping off for a UFO Frog Splash! Echo just barely gets her knees up, and Biggs crashes right into them! Both competitors are down on the mat, with Biggs kicking his feet and holding his chest in pain.

CHARLES HUDSON: Echo Layne just saved herself with those knees. Had Biggs hit the UFO Frog Splash, this one would have been over.

LEX COLLINS: Woah, what’s goin’ on over here?

By this point, Alex Monroe has come to the time keeper’s table, and grabs a hold of the United States Title Belt. She slides it into the ring towards Echo, and hops up onto the apron, garnering the ref’s attention! Bobby Larson comes around the ring and hops on the apron, arguing with Alex as Blake O’Reilly rolls into the ring and grabs a hold of the U.S Title at the same time as Echo does! The two have a bit of a tug-of-war, which Blake gets the better of! Alex sees this and hops off the apron, with Bobby following suit to continue arguing with her, not noticing the compromising position his partner is in! Echo quickly hits the deck and feigns like she’s been hit, and the ref turns around to “catch” Blake red-handed! Blake looks at the ref like a kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and immediately drops the belt, pleading his innocence! The ref is having none of it, and signals that Blake has been ejected! Bobby slides in the ring and tries to tell the ref what happened, and he gets ejected as well! Team Sexy is incredulous while Alex waves at them mischievously from outside the ring, leading the crowd in a singing of “Na na na na, na na na na, Hey-eh-eh, Goodbye!” As the referee tends to getting Team Sexy out of there, Echo grabs a hold of the United States Championship belt and clocks the slowly rising Biggs right between the eyes! She gets rid of the evidence as the ref turns back around to make the count, 1…2…3NO! Again Biggs kicks out at the very, very last moment! A loud “BULLSH*T! BULLSH*T!” chant breaks out!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: This Chicago crowd thought for sure that they had seen the crowning of a new United States Champion!

CHARLES HUDSON: Yeah, but could Echo have been proud of winning it that way!?

LEX COLLINS: I don’t think so. She’s shown tonight that she’s more than capable of winnin’ off her own talents.

Blood can be seen trickling down the face of Biggs, and as Echo pulls him off the mat, he gives her a hard gut punch! The look of rage in his eyes is fierce, it’s obvious he’s pissed!

CHARLES HUDSON: Oh no! Biggs is going to his dark place!

Biggs pulls Echo in with a Muay Thai Clinch, throwing Knee Strike after Knee Strike after Knee Strike to the head of his friend, with such force and velocity that he busts her open too! He pulls her up and in for another Brainbuster, and keeps his grip, pulling her up for another one! Echo is dazed and confused as Biggs rolls her onto her belly, locks in a Full Nelson, and then sits on her back, applying a Full Nelson Camel Clutch! Echo is already wearing the crimson mask as Biggs violently shakes her back and forth, putting extreme torque on her back and shoulders, yelling, “GIVE UP! PLEASE! PLEASE GIVE UP!” as tears mix in with the blood. For her part, Echo does not give up, gritting her teeth and yelling, “NO!” as she makes a desperate struggle to escape! Alex is pounding the apron to try and will her on, but Echo is fading fast! Biggs gives her one more violent shake, and Echo looks to be out! The ref calls for the bell and Biggs immediately lets go of the hold.

GRAHAM STEVENS:: Your winner by total knockout AND STILL Mainstream Wrestling United States Champion…the SPACEMAN—BIGGS!

Biggs is on the mat, face to face with the downed Echo, pleading with her, “Why did you make me do this?! Why?” Alex is in the ring as well, and she gets between “The Spaceman” and her tag partner. Biggs takes the hint and leaves, grabbing his U.S. Title on the way towards the ramp.

MCKAYlA LEWIS: Well that was an ugly end to a fantastic match…

CHARLES HUDSON: It’s Echo’s own fault! She cheated! Biggs did what he had to do!

LEX COLLINS: If Biggs is capable of doing that to one of his friends, I can only imagine what he’s capable of with his enemies. Either way, it’s given me a whole lot more I need to think about.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Y’all noticed how he blamed Echo for his actions there, right? For somebody who preaches and harps about honesty all the time, he sure is a hypocrite.

CHARLES HUDSON: You’re entitled to your opinion even though it’s wrong, Lou. Echo Layne could have done the right thing and not use the United States Championship Belt as a weapon! In any event, Lex, it was a pleasure having you out here with us!

LEX COLLINS: Not a fan of how that went down at the end… but was nice bein’ out here with you two for this. Thanks for the hospitality.

Mainstream 86 fades to break with Alex and medical staff tending to Echo in the ring while Biggs looks on in shame.

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[Robert Daniels]

DURING THE BREAK...
The scene opens in a backalley near the United Center. We see the flickering of a fire-in-a-barrel as the camera pans closer. There, sitting by the barrel is Emma Douglas, no gas mask, just a few streaks of war paint strewn along her face. She has a barbed wire base ball bat in her hands, just tapping the end of it on the ground. A broad wicked smile cross her face as she looks towards the camera, the flickering fire giving just the right amount of illumination need to see that.

EMMA DOUGLAS: Here we are.

Once more she taps the bar on the floor.

EMMA DOUGLAS: No more running, no more mind games, no more tag team matches. Just one on one with the champion. Just eye to eye with Chris Madison. Fists to fists with the man whom had held that championship for well over a year. And because I watch people instead of talking non-stop like others might, I've noticed something in that time.

Emma just slightly nods her head.

EMMA DOUGLAS: You've changed, Chris. Holding onto that title for so long has changed you. You've held it so long and beaten back so many people, myself included, that you've become overconfident. Such a world beater that no one measures up, right? I mean, Bryan Ford couldn't get the job done and now you've gotten him questioning what his entire legacy is. Guess what, Chris? I'm nothing like Ford. I'm not just another number, another statistic in the reign of Chris Madison. What I am is undeniable.

Emma licks her black stained lips like a hungry cat.

EMMA DOUGLAS: It's been well over two years since I returned to this sport and I admit, I wasn't living up to my potential. Falling short time and again. Until Sage and I reigned dominant over the tag division. Then, we started picking up momentum. Momentum that led me to relieving Cartier of her World Television Championship.. And you know what? She committed the exact same sin as you. Having been champion so long, grown so complacent that you don't see the threat approaching from the darkness. She learned that lesson and so will you, Chris. I'm the biggest threat to your region and you don't even see it. And that'll be your down fall.

Emma stands up, grabbing that TV Title and letting it hang as she looks at the camera.

EMMA DOUGLAS: You're not the untouchable king you like to think you are. No more puffing out your chest, no more sneering down at me. I'm going to punch you in the teeth and take that belt you hold so dearly. Why? Mostly spite. To wipe that smug smile off your face. And because all of Mainstream needs to be turned on its head. Time to shake things up and that all starts now. The Age of Chaos is on the horizon, can you feel it?

Emma taps that bat in the ground once more, nodding at the camera and walks away into the darkness of the alley.

[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE…
The feed cuts to Samantha Kinsley who is standing by patiently with a microphone in hand while flashing a warming smile.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the longest reigning Mainstream Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, Chris Madison!

The camera crew pans over to the right and Chris Madison steps into the picture, igniting an eruption of applause from the live audience. The champion stands tall with the belt draped over his shoulder. He inches closer to Samantha Kinsley and the pair waits a brief moment for the fans in the arena to quiet down. Without any sign of the fans letting up, Madison leans in closer to hear Kinsley’s questions.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Thanks for giving me a moment of your time Chris. Was hoping to just get your thoughts about tonight’s big championship match against the World Television Champion, Emma Douglas.

CHRIS MADISON: Of course.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: It has to be some sort of relief to know that this match is finally happening. For a bit, Emma Douglas was holding this potential match over your head.

CHRIS MADISON: Honestly, it didn’t matter to me. I’m sure for her there was a sense of security knowin’ that she had a guaranteed title match tucked away in her back pocket. But I’ve been goin’ along, day by day, business as usual. She’s not the only one in the locker room lookin’ to take the World Heavyweight Championship off of my hands. If I spent all my time focused on her, I wouldn’t be standin’ here next to you right now.

Kinsley nods her head, never taking her eyes off of Chris Madison as he answers her question.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Emma seems confident…

Before she could finish, Madison interrupts.

CHRIS MADISON: Of course she’s confident. You don’t make it to the main event if you’re not confident in your abilities. Emma Douglas doesn’t get enough credit for what she’s capable of out there. One half of one of the best tag teams that Mainstream Wrestlin’ has ever seen. And now she’s shinin’ as a singles competitor: winnin’ the Chase for the Crown, the World Television Championship. Emma is a legitimate contender. But she’s not steppin’ in the ring with some slouch. For three hundred and thirty five days I have held this World Heavyweight Championship.

Madison glances down at his shoulder and cracks a smile.

CHRIS MADISON: Now I know I won’t hold onto this belt forever. But Emma isn’t the first person to think that they can just waltz in here and take this off my hands. As good as Emma has been, I promise that she’s never endured anythin’ like she’s about to tonight. When the time comes and someone takes this championship off of my hands, they’re gonna earn it. They’re gonna have to dig deep and find a gear in themselves that they didn’t even know existed. Emma forget everythin’ you know. The great tag team wrestler isn’t gonna get it done tonight. The underdog Chase for the Crown winner can’t beat me. The surprise World Television Champion won’t have enough. You’re gonna have to be better than you’ve ever been. The only one who knows if that’s truly possible is you. Have we seen the best there is of Emma Douglas or do you still have a few tricks up your sleeve. Only time will tell…

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: In the past you’ve had her number. You’ve already defended against her successfully. You’ve beaten her in multiple tag team matches. Yet, she’s still adamant that the title reign ends tonight.

Kinsley tilts her head as she raises the microphone a little higher. Madison just smiles.

CHRIS MADISON: That just means that she still has a will to fight. No one appreciates that more than me. Guess I’ll have to do a little more to break that will…

Madison glances over at Kinsley for a brief moment before stepping away.

[Robert Daniels]

CHARLES HUDSON: Here it is. The moment we’ve been waiting for!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Emma Douglas finally claims her title shot and finds herself face to face with the longest reigning Mainstream Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion in history!

CHARLES HUDSON: Chris Madison has been a fantastic champion. Think about where we were about a year ago. Mariano Fernandez versus Juliana DiMaria.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: No one thought we’d crown a new champion only to have the belt laid down in the middle of the ring.

CHARLES HUDSON: And since then, the one constant this company has had has been Chris Madison who seized a golden opportunity and found himself atop the food chain in Mainstream Wrestling.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: A month shy of a year as champion, you have to wonder how much longer can Chris Madison’s body hold up. Is tonight the night?

CHARLES HUDSON: We shall see. But by the looks of it, Chris is ready to fight!

MAIN EVENT
MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP

★★★ CHRIS MADISON (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ EMMA DOUGLAS ★★★

Chris Madison stands backed into a corner, squatting down with his eyes focused on Emma Douglas across the ring from him. The opening bell sounds and Emma Douglas challenges Chris Madison to bring the fight to her. He slowly rises and then explodes across the ring, hitting Emma with a flurry of right hands that back her into the corner as she tries to cover up. Madison grabs her by the wrist and whips her across the ring. She hits the turnbuckles and Madison follows behind her. Emma catches Madison off guard, slamming him to the mat with a uranage! She reaches down and pulls him up to his feet but he slips behind her and secures a hammerlock. Emma tries to connect with a series of back elbow strikes but Madison dodges them. He keeps Emma’s arm trapped and then drops her backwards with a hammerlock belly to back suplex! Before Madison could continue the offense, Emma rolls under the bottom rope to the apron.

CHARLES HUDSON: Smart move on Emma’s part to avoid any further offense by rolling out to the apron.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: That may not stop the champion!

Madison steps through the ropes and pulls Emma up to her feet. She claws at Madison’s face with an eye rake to create separation. Madison staggers backwards but Emma closes the gap and hammers him with short forearm shots. Emma takes a step back and throws a wild haymaker. Madison ducks underneath, traps Emma’s arm, and spins her around into a full nelson before snapping her down with a dragon suplex on the ring apron! Madison rolls back into the ring and quickly drags Emma back into the ring. Madison stands to the side of Emma, reaching down and grabbing her with a waistlock. Madison deadlifts Douglas to her feet and slams her back with a gutwrench suplex. Madison keeps his hands locked, rolls his hips, and pops up to his feet, lifting Emma up for a second deadlift gutwrench suplex. The champion rolls one more time, hitting a third straight deadlift gutwrench suplex before covering for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Chris Madison rolls out of the way and pushes himself up off the mat. Across the way Emma Douglas is getting up as well. She rushes Chris and nails him with a huge knee to the gut doubling him over. She then lands a big double axe handle that drops him down to a knee. Chris paws at her, trying to grab something to help himself up, but she grabs him, yanking him back to his feet and launches him chest first into the nearest turnbuckle. With the force she used, Madison stumbles backwards, right into Emma's arms whom clenches him and tosses Madison onto the crown of his head with a huge German suplex.

Emma stalks Madison as he begins to crawl towards the ropes. She kicks him in the ribs, cutting him short of the ropes. Immediately she begins dropping her knee into his side as he lays face down on the mat. She tries for one more but Madison rolls, picks the ankle, and then uses his legs to sweep her down to the mat into a heel hook! With Emma’s foot trapped against his side, Madison torques her foot, wrenching in the heel hook. Emma wisely uses her free foot to connect with a series of wild kicks to force Madison to break the hold before the pain becomes too intolerable.

CHARLES HUDSON: Madison had Emma right where he wanted, trapped in one of his many submission holds in the center of the ring.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: But the Mistress of Mayhem fought her way out!

Madison rolls towards the ropes and pulls himself up to his feet. Emma shakes her leg out and then marches towards the champion, clubbing him in between the shoulder blades with an axe handle smash. Madison turns around and Emma grabs him by the throat with both hands before tossing him across the ring with a choke toss! She quickly drops down on him in a mount and begins hammering away with right hands. Despite the onslaught, the champion stays composed, blocking the strikes with his forearms until he manages to trap an arm and rolls into a triangle choke! Emma tries to pull herself free but Madison has the hold locked in tight. She pushes up to her feet but is doubled over and still caught in the triangle. She squats down and powers herself upright, lifting Madison clean off of the mat. While hoisted in the air, Madison quickly hits Emma with a pair of elbow strikes and flips her inside out with a modified huricanrana! Both champion and challenger hit the mat and then bounce back up to their feet. Emma turns towards Madison and he quickly lifts her up onto his shoulders with an inverted fireman’s carry. Madison moves to the middle of the ring and then flips Emma into the air, hitting her with a knee to the face on the way down. After connecting with the torture rack GTS, Madison drops down across Emma and hooks a leg for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Chris Madison slaps the mat in frustration then grabs behind the back of Emma’s neck lifting her head up off the mat and lands a right hand! This sends a surge through her body and she returns with a right hand to the side of his head. The World Heavyweight Champion retreats, but Emma Douglas is right behind him. She lifts him in a big bear hug. She however didn't manage to clasp her arms about his so Madison is able to rain down a few hard elbows right to Emma's unprotected face. She glares at him and smiles wickedly as she then tosses him overhead with a belly-to-belly suplex. She shakes her head, trying to shake the cobwebs those hard blows caused and get up to her feet. Madison is doing similar but Emma kicks him hard in the face with her boot, giving herself just enough time to bring him up to his feet and lay him out with a vicious discus clothesline!

Moments later Madison pulls himself up to his feet with the help of the ropes, but Emma Douglas is waiting patiently. She charges and connects with a running clothesline, sending the both of them over the top rope and tumbling to the arena floor! The official leans through the ropes and checks on the participants but is waved off by Emma who pops up to her feet, prompting him to start his ten count.

…1!

Emma pulls Madison up to his feet, wraps her arms around his abdomen and drives him back first into the security railing.

…2!

Emma grabs a handful of hair and begins pummeling Madison with stiff right hands.

…3!

She grabs Madison by the abdomen, scoops him up, and drives him down with a sidewalk slam.

…4!

Emma climbs up onto the apron and moves towards one of the ring posts, ignoring the official's demand to get back into the ring.

…5!

Emma runs across the apron and dives off, connecting with an elbow to the sternum of the champion.

…6!

CHARLES HUDSON: Emma is doing some serious damage outside of the ring. But she won’t win the championship out here on the arena floor. She needs to get Madison back in the ring.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: I think she’s well aware of that. Seems like she is methodically using the surroundings to her advantage. Do you really think her game plan was to come into this match and out wrestle Chris Madison?

…7!

Emma pulls Madison up to his feet and tosses him back into the ring under the ropes.

…8!

Emma slides back into the ring to end the official’s count. She grabs a rear waist lock and pulls Madison up to his feet before attempting a german suplex. Madison counters mid air, breaking her grip and twisting into a fujiwara armbar! Emma scrambles and reaches out with her foot, placing it on the bottom rope to force a break. Madison finds himself near the corner as he pushes up to his feet. Emma charges towards him and the champion flips her overhead with a belly to belly suplex into the turnbuckles! Emma hits the turnbuckles and then drops down onto her neck and shoulders. Madison crawls to the center of the ring and gets to his feet first. Emma isn’t too far behind and rushes towards him again, this time being taken down with a lou thesz press! Madison sticks the landing and begins connecting with twelve-to-six elbow strikes from the mount! He rolls off and pops up to his feet, watching closely as Emma begins to stir. She desperately tries to connect with a rising discus lariat but Madison ducks underneath, traps an arm, and slips behind her into a rear waistlock. Madison pulls Emma’s arm and spins her around, connecting with his ripcord rolling elbow strike - Comatosed! Madison drops down, pressing his back against her torso and hooks a leg for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Emma Douglas takes a breather on the outside and Chris Madison moves to follow but Emma grabs his foot and pulls him out of the ring, causing him to crash hard on the floor. Emma licks him up and whips Madison against the apron ribs first. She does this a few more times, taking great pleasure in Madison's pain. She rolls him into the ring, but leaves his head and neck dangling free. She clubs him across the chest a few times before taking a step back and lands a running knee to the temple. She quickly slides back into the ring and hooks the leg for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Emma Douglas is clearly frustrated but she pulls Madison up to his feet and drives him back first into the turnbuckles. She keeps him pressed in the corner, connecting with back elbow strikes. She takes a couple of steps back before charging towards Madison. Madison steps forward and takes Emma down with a drop toe hold, driving her face first into the middle turnbuckle. Madison pops up to his feet, secures a rear waistlock and then rolls backwards before connecting with an o’connor roll german suplex and bridges for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Both competitors get to their feet but Madison is quick to cinch in a muay thai clinch. Madison drives Douglas back to the corner and begins unleashing a flurry of knees and elbow strikes. He isolates an arm and leaps up into a flying armbar while going over the top rope and dangling over the ring apron. The official orders Madison to break the hold but he resists until the last possible moment of the ref's five count. Madison drops down onto the apron and watches Emma Douglas stumble away from the corner, holding onto her arm.

CHARLES HUDSON: Three hundred and thirty five days as Mainstream Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion. He’s not going down without a fight!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: It’s not often Madison takes advantage of the official’s count like that. Emma’s arm and shoulder look to still be feeling the effects of that armbar.

Emma shakes her arm, trying to gain feeling but loses sight of Madison for a moment. She turns towards him and he jumps onto the top rope from the ring apron and springboards towards Emma, connecting with a flying knee to the side of the face! He watches for a moment, allowing Emma to sit upright before hitting the ropes and delivering a brutal penalty kick to the sternum of his challenger! Madison grabs Emma by both wrists and lifts her back off of the mat slightly before delivering a series of boots to her chest and face, finishing off with a sliding knee strike! Madison reaches down and secures a front face lock, dragging Emma up to her feet in the center of the ring. After transitioning into a standing guillotine, Madison begins spinning, lifting Emma clean off of the mat while keeping the guillotine choke locked in.

…1!
…2!
…3!
…4!
…5!
…6!
…7!
…8!
…9!
…10!

Madison tosses Emma aside and quickly drops down for to cover 1…2…KICKOUT!

Emma Douglas is very dizzy and she scoots back into a seated position in the corner, trying to get up when Madison comes towards her. She grabs his waist band and pulls him so his face collides with the middle turnbuckle. That gives Emma enough time to get to her feet and comes up behind him. She grabs him in a full nelsom and tosses him with a massive dragon suplex. She regains her footing and nails a big kick right between his shoulder blades, causing him to wince in pain. Emma kneels and locks him in a cobra couch and the rolls him on his stomach, bending the champion in half like that, a knee directly into his spine. Madison has the where withal to reach out and grab the bottom rope to break the hold!

Emma Douglas and Chris Madison rise to their feet simultaneously and meet in the center of the ring. She connects with a nasty knife edge chop that knocks him back a step. He pushes forward with a knife edge chop of his own but is immediately met with a headbutt between the eyes that drops him down to one knee. She grabs a front face lock and drives him down with a DDT. Emma grabs an arm and slowly pulls Madison up to his feet. He explodes with a leaping knee strike and then slides behind Emma, snapping her backwards with a half nelson suplex! Madison connects with a knee to the midsection as they both fight to their feet. He grabs Emma with a double underhook and then lifts her up onto his shoulder and then drops down into a ‘Colt 45’ backbreaker! Madison keeps Emma’s arms trapped and rolls and bridges into a cattle mutilation! With nowhere to go, Emma is at the mercy of Madison, desperately trying to reach the ropes with her foot. Despite being close, Emma isn’t close enough to reach the ropes. Madison releases the hold, realizing he’s gonna need more to put away the challenger.

CHARLES HUDSON: Emma withstood that submission hold from Madison. We’ll have to see if it was wise of him to release the hold.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Madison isn’t giving Emma a moment to collect herself.

Madison bends down, lifting Emma Douglas up with a deadlift suplex. He moves to the center of the ring and holds her upside down, allowing the blood to rush to her head. Instead of dropping backwards, Madison flips Emma forwards into a sitout side slam and immediately locks in an anaconda vice! Madison leans back, pulling Emma’s head towards her chest. She tries to repeatedly punch Madison in the face with her free arm to break the hold but is unsuccessful as Madison just eats strike after strike. She resists the urge to tap out and begins working her way to the ropes while Madison keeps the hold locked in tight. Finally, Emma makes it to the ropes with her outstretched foot, forcing the break!

…1!
…2!
…3!
…4!

Before the fifth count Chris Madison released the hold. He would stand up and begin motioning for the crown to get behind him. He backed into the corner awaiting the World Television Champion, his challenger to get to her feet but Sage Lowry is down at ringside.

CHARLES HUDSON: What in the world is she out here for?

Madison speaks to her and warns her to get to the back and mind her own business. Sage Lowry climbs the steps and has the attention of both the official and the World Heavyweight Champion. He turns and walks right into, no he ducks! Emma Douglas spews the green Asian Mist into the eyes of Sage Lowry standing on the ring apron!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Queen Emma with the friendly fire!

Lowry drops down to the floor and begins wiping her eyes as she’s thrown from ringside and escorted out by security. Meanwhile inside the ring Chris Madison with the right hand on Emma Douglas, but she blocks it with her left, she returns with a right hand but Madison blocks her right with a left hand! Douglas lands a headbut to the forehead of Chris Madison, he drops to a knee and Douglas bypasses him looking for momentum off the ropes, Douglas looks for her patented shining wizard ‘Death Rattle’, BUT NO! Madison ducks under the swinging leg, he rebounds off the ropes, ducks the clothesline, rebounds off the opposite ropes into the Bedlam Slam! Douglas hesitates then hooks the leg with her right hand and pressed her left forearm across the face of Chris Madison for the 1…2…3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall AND NEW Mainstream Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion…EMMA—DOUGLAS!

CHARLES HUDSON:  She’s done it! Chris Madison’s reign of dominance has finally ended…

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Emma Douglas has fought and earned everything she’s achieved here in Mainstream Wrestling but this one is something to be proud of!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Chris Madison held the World Heavyweight strap for over three hundred days! He has re-written history time and time and time again! Thank you Chris! And Congratulations to Emma Douglas!

Emma Douglas stumbles back into the corner overcome with emotion. Waiting patiently for this moment since winning the Chase for the Crown at the Fifth Year Anniversary last year. Chris Madison pushed himself up off the mat and looks across the ring at Emma Douglas with a blank look on her face. He turns his back and stops the official. He turns around with the World Television Championship in one hand and the World Heavyweight Championship in the other. He looks down at both belts before extending both arms towards Emma handing them over. Emma takes the belts, clinks them together one before stepping up into the corner with both belts held high in the air! Chris Madison rolls from the ring under the bottom rope and slaps hands with the kids at ringside giving Emma Douglas her moment.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  We’ve got a new World Champion! Congratulations to Emma Douglas a double champion here in Mainstream Wrestling! Good Night!

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