GREED II - LAS VEGAS - 10/27/2024

[Kevin Bombay]

Battleground Network Presents

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING PRESENTS
GREED II
SUNDAY - 10/27/2024
MGM GRAND GARDEN ARENA
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING IS LIVE FROM LAS VEGAS, NEVADA AND WE’RE INSIDE THE MGM GRAND GARDEN ARENA FOR GREED II!

Kevin Bombay standing confidently in the center of the ring, the spotlight shining down on him as the crowd roars with excitement. The energy in the MGM Grand Garden Arena is electric.

KEVIN BOMBAY: Las Vegas! Are you ready for an incredible night of action?!"

The crowd erupts with cheers and chants of "Mainstream Wrestling!"

KEVIN BOMBAY: Tonight is a monumental night as we crown new World Tag Team Champions! The Tag Team division is the backbone of Mainstream Wrestling. It’s where teamwork, strategy, and chemistry come together to create something truly special. But let’s be real, folks—we need to rebuild this division from the ground up. Even if that means bringing together singles performers who may not have teamed up before, we’re going to roll the dice and see what magic we can create!

The audience cheers, showing their support for the Tag Team division.

KEVIN BOMBAY: It’s good to be back in Las Vegas! This city is known for its high stakes and excitement, and tonight, we’re taking that spirit into the ring! As we approach the Eight Year Anniversary of Mainstream Wrestling on November 24th, I can’t help but feel the anticipation in the air. And for the first time ever, the show of shows will take place in the iconic Madison Square Garden in New York City!

The crowd reacts with excitement, the mention of Madison Square Garden stirring up memories of wrestling history.

KEVIN BOMBAY: That’s right! We’re rolling out the red carpet for a night that will go down in the history books. And let’s not forget, we’ll also be welcoming a new class of Hall of Fame inductees! This is an exciting time for Mainstream Wrestling, and I can’t wait to see who will join the ranks of legends.

He takes a moment to soak in the atmosphere, the crowd chanting once again.

KEVIN BOMBAY: I want to take a moment to thank each and every one of you here in Vegas. Your energy, your passion, and your support are what make this company thrive. I hope you enjoy the show tonight because we have a night packed with amazing matches and unforgettable moments lined up for you!

As he gestures to the audience, the cheers continue, creating an electric atmosphere.

KEVIN BOMBAY: Let’s get this show on the road and make some memories together! Are you ready?!

The crowd roars in approval as Kevin grins, soaking in the energy.

Mainstream Wrestling comes back from commercial with the camera focused McKayla Lewis and Charles Hudson at ringside.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Ladies and gentlemen, just four weeks ago, we witnessed the end of the in-ring career of none other than Biggs, when Jason Cashe pinned him to send him off into the sunset.

CHARLES HUDSON: He went out on his shield, Lou. But despite that, we have footage of what occurred backstage following that epic match. Let’s roll it.

The feed cuts to…

T-MOBILE PARK
FOUR WEEKS AGO…
Biggs is seen on the stage, his daughter Mei-Ling in his arms, his wife Chelsea by his side, waving to the Mainstream faithful as a loud “THANK YOU BIGGS! THANK YOU BIGGS!” chant is going on. He disappears with his family behind the curtain, and the camera switches to the gorilla position, where Jason Cashe is already hanging out, and Bobby Larson is there to greet his mentor and adopted family. Not even giving Biggs a chance to hand his daughter off, Bobby wraps both of them in a big hug. Biggs pats Bobby on the side, not able to get his arm up any further. There are tears in Bobby’s eyes as he embraces “The Spaceman.”

BOBBY LARSON: Thank you. Thank you so much for all you’ve given me. Thank you for making me the man I am today…
Biggs taps Bobby on the ribs to signal that he needs to break the hug, as Mei-Ling is getting very fidgety. He hands his daughter to Chelsea, and places his hands on Bobby’s shoulders, looking his protegee right in the eyes.

BIGGS: Don’t give me credit for that, Bobby. All I did was help point you in the right direction. You put in all the hard work to be who you are today, and I’m so very proud of you.

Bobby can’t help but be a little choked up as he replies.

BOBBY LARSON: Man, don’t be so humble. You’ve given me a home, you’ve given me a world class education in wrestling, and you’ve given me a second gosh darn family, man! I never knew my father, but I’ll be damned if you didn’t become like a dad to me…

Biggs pulls Bobby in close again, embracing him. In the background, Mei-Ling can be seen reaching towards Cashe, and he obliges, taking the child into his arms as she delightedly sings “Unca Cashe! Unca Cashe!” There’s a slight chuckle in Biggs’ voice as he begins to tear up as well.

BIGGS: Watch your mouth in front of your little sister…

?: Ahem, Bobby, don’t hog him all to yourself!
Echo Layne enters the scene, trying to force her way between Bobby and Biggs for a hug. The two men oblige, allowing Echo to squeeze in. After a few moments, they all release the hug.

JASON CASHE: Ahem to you, sis, barging in like that!
Echo rolls her eyes at Jason, but her eyes light up as she catches the attention of the toddler in Jason’s arms.

ECHO LAYNE: Aren’t you just a little cutie! You’re gonna be in trouble when she gets older, Biggs.

BIGGS: Don’t tell me that! By the way, Mei-Ling, this is Auntie Echo…

MEI-LING: Auntie Echo!

JASON CASHE: Uncle Jason is cooler, don't forget that…

Echo gives Cashe a stern stare as he reluctantly hands Mei Ling over.

ECHO LAYNE: You just come right over here you sweet little thing, you!

Echo takes Mei-Ling out of Jason’s arms and bounces her a bit, much to the child’s delight.

?: POPPA BIGGS!

The voice coming from off-screen belongs to Blake O’Reilly, who comes in and practically tackles Biggs to the ground with a forceful hug.

BIGGS: Holy smokes, Blake! It’s great to see you, man! I didn’t even know you were here!

BLAKE O’REILLY: You think I’d miss your last match? C’mon man, you know that’d be a crock of shit for me to pull a dick move like that!
Bobby smacks Blake hard on the back, his eyebrows furrowed.

BOBBY LARSON: Language! We got a toddler here!
Mei-Ling is too busy playing with Echo and Jason to notice Blake’s swearing, but Blake is still sheepish.

BLAKE O’REILLY: Sorry about that.

BLAKE O’REILLY: Look Poppa Biggs… The Smokin Aces… Team Sexy… my career… every bit of success I ever reached in Mainstream… is because of you. Your knowledge… your skill. You are not just a guaranteed Hall of Famer to those people out there… you're a Hall of Famer in my heart.
Blake tears up as he speaks all of their time together goes through his head. He reaches out for another embrace before motioning for Bobby to come over and get in on the action.

BLAKE O’REILLY: I'm gonna go back to Mainstream… And try to live up to your legacy Sir.

Biggs and Blake exchange another warm embrace. As they disengage and Blake moves to the side, standing there is the Mainstream Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, Lex Collins. There’s a moment between the two of quiet acknowledgement. That despite everything that had transpired between the two, there was still a deep connection. Lex breaks the silence.

LEX COLLINS: Long time no see, brother…

BIGGS: Right back atcha.

Biggs extends his hand out for a handshake, but Lex does him one better, pulling him in for a massive bear hug. The two embrace for a brief moment and an eternity all at once. As the hug comes to a close, Biggs wipes his eyes.

LEX COLLINS: Shiiit, bro. If that makes you go soft…
Collins reaches into the pocket of his jean jacket, pulling out something in his fist. He opens his hand and extends it to Biggs, showing him a small enamel pin of an orange cat dressed like an astronaut. With a sheepish smile, he explains the odd gift.

LEX COLLINS: Freddie – my youngest – thought your nickname was Space Cat for the longest time. The girls picked this up a couple weeks ago when we were down in Florida and went to the Space Center. Allegra thought you’d get a kick out of it, insisted she got it especially for you because she knew we were gonna… y’know..

He trails off, almost embarrassed as he drops the pin into the hand of Biggs who stares at it for a moment, clearly overwhelmed with the outpouring of love from his friends.

BIGGS: Man alive, I feel like the luckiest man in the world tonight. I don’t know what else to say but thank you. Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for being my friends. Why don’t we blow this popsicle stand and go get some food! On me of course! And no, Jason, we’re not going to Taco Bell!

JASON CASHE: You blow up a Taco Bell bathroom just one time…

BIGGS: It was more than one time!

JASON CASHE: Lies! Filthy lies!

Mei-Ling walks up to Cashe, asking her to pick him up. He obliges. She looks her new uncle dead in the eyes, and with total seriousness, says something only a child would say.

MEI-LING: It’s okay, Unca Cashe, everyone poops.
Everyone can’t help but laugh at the precociousness of the young girl, and Cashe hands her back to Biggs.

JASON CASHE: Your kid is a farter and a smart ass.. Take her..

BIGGS: Language, and yes, I am well aware.

The love fest comes to a close with discussions of where to eat.

The camera cuts back to Lewis and Hudson.

CHARLES HUDSON: For what it’s worth, Lou, I was invited to go to dinner as well. We ended up at Ruth Chris’s Steakhouse, though we did stop at McDonald’s to get Jason Cashe a Happy Meal!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Did he at least give the toy to Mei-Ling?

The banter is interrupted by The Killers’ “Spaceman” hitting the speakers, drawing a huge pop from the crowd! Biggs emerges from the back, wearing a Killers T-Shirt and blue jeans. He has a mic in hand and waits for the music to die down. He waits even longer as loud chants of “THANK YOU BIGGS! THANK YOU BIGGS!” fill the T-Mobile Arena. The chant goes for over a minute before Biggs finally has a chance to talk.

BIGGS: Las Vegas, you’re too kind.
Las Vegas responds with a “NO WE’RE NOT! NO WE’RE NOT!” chant that gets a chuckle out of “The Spaceman.”

BIGGS: Now you’re all probably wondering why I’m here, considering that I am now very much retired. The fact is, of all the places Mainstream Wrestling has traveled over the years, Las Vegas is one of the places that has always treated me the best, right up there with San Francisco and my hometown of Seattle, and as selfish as it may sound, I wanted a chance to say thank you in person. So to every fan here in the arena, and all the fans watching at home from fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada, thank you!
Biggs gives a thumbs up to the crowd as they cheer.

BIGGS: That being said, let’s be honest here, if that’s the only business I had here tonight, Kevin Bombay probably wouldn’t have given me the time for self indulgence. So, without further ado, though my time as an in-ring competitor for Mainstream Wrestling has come to a close, I am pleased to announce that my time as a Mainstream talent has not! Ladies and gentleman, you are looking at the host of Mainstream Wrestling’s newest Talk Show, The Bigg Time!

The fans pop at the announcement.

BIGGS: Now it’s been a good long time since there’s been a professional wrestling talk show that’s worth a damn, so I stand before you tonight to say that The Bigg Time will not be some softball lobbing fluff piece…REAL DEAL

“I'm a Star" By Jeremih hits as Blake O'Reilly struts out with a cocky unphased swagger. He is all smiles As he makes his way down to the ring hopping on the apron before slingshotting in As he extends his arms as if you say ‘Hey Buddy!’

BLAKE O’REILLY: POPPA BIGGS! My man! My mentor! You didn’t tell me you were going to be here tonight! Bring it in!
Blake awkwardly goes in to hug Biggs, who reciprocates, though with a slightly perturbed look on his face. Once the hug breaks, Blake continues.

BLAKE O’REILLY: I am so excited that you’re here tonight to watch me win one half of the Mainstream World Tag Team Championships tonight! It won’t be the same without Bobby, but hey, at least I have a chance!

BIGGS: I’m happy for you, Blake, I really am, but I’m kind of in the middle of something here, buddy.

Blake gets a sheepish look on his face, looking out to the crowd before turning back to Biggs.

BLAKE O’REILLY: Oh did I just… oops oh man, hey just do your thing, I’ll see you backstage!

Blake saunters back through the curtain to the backstage area. Biggs slightly rolls his eyes before turning back to the crowd.

BIGGS: So back to what I was saying, The Bigg Time will not be your father’s wrestling talk show! I will ask the hard hitting questions that wrestling fans want answered. The Bigg Time will feature the biggest stars, talking about the biggest rivalries, all with the host with the biggest personality. The first episode is coming soon! Thank you!
Biggs waves to the crowd as “Spaceman” hits again. Blake re-emerges from the curtain, greeting Biggs again, and talking his ear off. Mercifully, the mic is turned off.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Big news from Biggs here tonight, no pun intended, but what the heck is going on with Blake O’Reilly? Can the man not read the room?

CHARLES HUDSON: Even in retirement, Biggs is a busy man. I’m sure it was just an oversight not telling Blake he was going to be here tonight. Still, that will give Blake extra motivation in tonight’s 8-Person Ladder Match for the Tag Team Titles!

The camera cuts backstage to the Gorilla Position, where Blake is still talking a mile a minute.

BLAKE O’REILLY: Poppa Biggs, you would do me a huge honor being ringside tonight for my match! I want you to be right there when I grab one of those tag belts!

BIGGS: Trust me, Blake, if I could I would. But with that many moving parts, and that much hardware around the ring, plus the fact that my managerial license is lapsed, I’m going to have to watch it back here. But I’m pulling for you 100%, buddy! I know you’re capable of it! Go knock ‘em out!

There’s a slight look of disappointment on the face of Blake O’Reilly, but it quickly shifts into a big grin.

BLAKE O’REILLY: Anything for you, Poppa Biggs! Just watch the Real Deal do his thing.

The two men exchange a high five and Biggs walks off while Blake stands there smiling, appearing to be incredibly sure of himself.

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[Kevin Bombay]

The scene opens backstage with Mainstream Wrestling’s vibrant logo emblazoned on the backdrop. Standing in the middle of the shot is backstage interviewer Samantha Kinsley, microphone in hand, her expression one of curiosity and excitement. To her left is #1 Daron Smythe, the confident and calculating top contender, and to her right is the stoic and battle-tested Mainstream Wrestling World Champion, Lex Collins. Both men stand with an air of focus and tension, knowing the stakes in tonight’s high-profile tornado tag match.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY:  Ladies and gentlemen, tonight promises to be explosive as the Mainstream Wrestling World Champion, Lex Collins, teams up with his most recent challenger, the #1 contender Daron Smythe, to face the unpredictable team of Emma Collins and Cory Chevelle in a four-way tornado tag match at Greed. Now, Lex, Daron, just last week at Inception, you two had a hard-fought battle that ended with a sign of mutual respect—a handshake. But things quickly took a dangerous turn when Emma Collins orchestrated a sneak attack, taking both of you out and holding the Mainstream Wrestling World Title above her head.

Samantha pauses as the camera cuts to a brief highlight reel from Inception—Emma Collins attacking Smythe and Lex as the lights flickered, before Cory Chevelle stormed out and chaos erupted. The screen returns to Samantha, who continues.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY:  Tonight, you two will have to put your differences aside and work together against a team that could implode at any moment. Daron, I'll start with you. How are you feeling about teaming with the man you went toe-to-toe with just days ago, especially with Emma and Cory being such volatile opponents?

Smythe steps forward, a cocky smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he taps his own chest with a sense of confidence and authority.

DARON SMYTHE:  That’s right, Lex and I put on a show, but the real story here is what comes next. Emma wanted to play games, flicker the lights, and swing that belt around like it’s hers—but it’s not. Chevelle wanted to jump into the mix like some sort of wrecking ball. But tonight? Tonight is about Lex and I proving that respect doesn’t mean weakness. We may not have teamed before, but I know Lex is as much of a fighter as I am. And tonight, we’re going to tear through Emma and Chevelle, whether they implode or not.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY:  It is interesting - the two of you being partners after being such fierce opponents.  Daron, it seems like you’ve been a belt collector as of late - the current UWL World Champion, ECWF Midwest Champion, about to challenge for the AWS Internet Title and HRW World Titles - I would assume you came to Mainstream Wrestling to become a champion as well.  Does Lex have to look over his shoulder during this match?

DARON SMYTHE:  There’s an old saying that goes - if you don’t want to be world’s champion one day, then get out of the wrestling business.  I’ve been all over the place lately - some might say I’m the Most Wanted Man in Professional Wrestling at the moment.  I do call myself the #1 man in the business today and I think in a place like Mainstream Wrestling, where you have to earn your spot at the top, the fact that the management team reached out to me to face Lex really says something about my value right now.  To answer your question - does Lex have to look over his shoulder tonight?

“Absolutely not.  In fact, I know a thing or two about beating the ol’ Silverback.  Cory Chevelle - the man who destroyed the UWL for well over a year, me included.  It really caused me to rethink and refocus - and I came out of that loss on the other side a better man.  I was the only person in the entire company who could take that title from around his waist.  Not saying that it’s a slam dunk - the dude is the hardest hitting person I’ve ever been in the ring with, but I know something about beating him.  Emma Douglas on the other hand?  I know very little about but I’ve dealt with a few….let’s say….opportunistic women in the past.  I’m not against doing what you have to do in order to get to the top.  I’m interested to see what she’s got when the lights are on and there is nowhere to sneak around. Tonight, my focus is 100% on winning this match - but after that, who knows?  Maybe a World title rematch is in the cards?”

Daron glances sideways at Lex and the Mainstream Wrestling World Title belt. Samantha smiles and acknowledges the tension in the air as she turns to Lex to ask her next question…

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: And Lex, in the past you said on social media that Emma Douglas had one of the best reigns as World Champion. Do you still feel that—

Collins holds up a hand, shaking his head as he interrupts.

LEX COLLINS:  All due respect to your journalistic integrity, but there ain’t no meat to pick from the bones there. I said what I said. She set the bar. Onus is on me to do better, and that’s not gonna happen if I’m runnin’ down the opposition. Chevy an’ Emma are good. Cream of the crop, y’know? Thing is I didn’t get where I am today, holding this…

He raps one battle-scarred knuckle against the hardware, a ghost of a smile on his lips.

LEX COLLINS:  …by taking shortcuts and cheap shots. Tonight’s gonna show that while those two may be at the top of their game, we’re better. I ain’t gotta have this on my shoulder to make that claim. All you gotta do is run back the highlight reel of my entire Mainstream career. Check how many times my shoulders’ve been pinned. Check how many people I tossed outta that rumble. I deal in facts. Concrete absolutes built painstakingly brick by brick. I’m the architect, the master of my fate an’ this place was where I built my greatest to date. Strong foundation. Gonna withstand all elements. Big Bad Chevy can huff and puff. Emma can come in like a wrecking ball — you watch and see who’s still standing when the dust clears.

With a glance to his partner and a barely perceptible nod, Collins turns and walks away, leaving Smythe to have the last word if he wants it. Samantha looks at him, clearly expecting him to pick up the ball Collins just dropped and carry it home.

DARON SMYTHE:  I may call myself the #1 man in professional wrestling, but this guy right here is the #1 in Mainstream Wrestling. The two of us combined in a main event?  We’re going to tear the house down - and after we take care of business tonight, maybe somewhere down the road, we have a rematch…?

The tension is palatable between Daron and Lex as Samantha throws it back to the broadcast team…

[Kevin Bombay]

The scene opens up with Emma Douglas walking down the hallway somewhere deep in the arena.  She turns a few times, a stern look on her face.  Suddenly we see a smug smile on her face as she comes nose to nose with Cory Chevelle.  The two share an intense stare down for a moment two before Emma breaks the silence.

EMMA DOUGLAS: We good?

A slow shake of the head from Chevelle.

EMMA DOUGLAS: Yeah, I didn't think so.  I want to tell you something.  It wasn't personal.  Strictly business. I mean, it's not your fault you are the biggest, meanest looking SOB, is it?  If you took it personally, that's on you.  I just saw an opportunity to make an immediate impact and I took it.  And it put me back in a position I never should have left in the first place.  

She sneers and just eyes Cory up and down, obviously not intimidated by the brawny man.

EMMA DOUGLAS: And the way I see it we are even. That spear you hit me with and all.  I would say let's let bygones be bygones and let's focus on this tag match we have going on, but we both know it ain't gonna happen like that.  I don't trust you and you rightly shouldn't trust me.  So how about this?  How about we stay out of each other's way long enough to get the job done and when that bell rings, all bets are off.  It's open season once more and no hard feelings.  Kay?

Chevelle gives half a smile, tilting his head slightly to the right as he thinks on Emma’s words.  He straightens his head and looks at Emma.

CORY CHEVELLE: You done bumping your gums?  I'm Cory Chevelle, the Olympic Gold Medalist, the national treasure, THE SILVERBACK!  I had no question why you done what you done.  So I'm not sure if you were attempting a half ass apology or flattery but you can keep that shit to yourself either way!  How about this; you quit looking behind ya, and look at what's ahead because I intend to win tonight!  How about you!?  Fu[DJ SCRATCH] your feelings, let's go out and fu[DJ SCRATCH] shit up out there!  

Emma is a little taken back by Cory’s bluntness but almost impressed at the same time.

EMMA DOUGLAS: Yeah, I can do that.  I can do that just fine.  Those two won't be ready for the likes of us.

And with that, Cory brushes past Emma, she gives him a look as he passes by and walks off in the other direction, knowing they'll meet up when the time comes.

[Kevin Bombay]

The camera focuses on Robb Daniels standing confidently in front of a black backdrop adorned with the Mainstream Wrestling logo. He adjusts his wrestling gear, ready to deliver his promo.

ROBB DANIELS: Tonight, the spotlight shines bright on me, Robb Daniels. And let me take a moment to remind everyone about the legacy I've built in this industry. I've climbed mountains, faced the toughest opponents, and emerged victorious time and time again. I’ve held championships that others only dream about, and I’ve done it all with hard work, determination, and a relentless spirit.

“But tonight, it’s not just about the accolades or the glory. No, tonight, it’s about climbing that ladder and retrieving the tag team championships. This is my moment to shine, to prove that I am a champion in every sense of the word. But let me make one thing perfectly clear—there is no chance in hell that I will team with Billy Danielson in any capacity. That egomaniacal prick believes this is all about him, that he’s the main event. Well, Billy, this isn’t your show, it’s mine!”

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Billy Danielson appears from behind Robb and delivers a surprise attack. The camera captures the shock on Robb's face as he stumbles forward.

BILLY DANIELSON: Well, well, well, look who’s talking tough! You think you can stand there and run your mouth without consequences? Think again!

Billy continues to pummel Robb, showcasing his strength and aggression. The camera zooms in on the chaos as Robb struggles to regain his footing.

BILLY DANIELSON: You talk about legacy, Robb? You’re nothing but a footnote in my story! You may have had your spotlight, but this is my time now.

As Robb fights back, Billy counters with a swift kick, knocking Robb down again. With a smirk, Billy turns to the camera, addressing the audience directly.

BILLY DANIELSON: You know, Robb was right about one thing. It will be a cold day in hell before I ever partner with that washed-up has-been. Enjoy your moment tonight, Robb, because I’m coming for you, and I won’t stop until I’ve taken everything you hold dear!"

Billy walks off, leaving Robb reeling from the attack, the tension palpable as the scene fades out.

[Kevin Bombay]

TAG TEAM MATCH
★★★ CORY CHEVELLE ★★★
★★★ EMMA DOUGLAS ★★★
vs
★★★ DARON SMYTHE ★★★
★★★ LEX COLLINS ★★★

The referee calls for the bell, and the match begins with all four competitors in the ring. Emma and Cory reluctantly choose to work together, with Cory taking on Lex while Emma focuses on Daron. Emma surprises Daron with an Asian Mist spray to the face, temporarily blinding him! Taking advantage, Cory executes a Double Leg Takedown on the World Heavyweight Champion, sending him crashing to the mat!

As the match progresses, the momentum swings back and forth between the two teams. Emma, still in control over Daron, delivers a Facial Reconstruction Stomp to his face, followed by a quick Chokeslam that sends Daron Smythe reeling. Meanwhile, Cory lifts Lex for a German Suplex but Lex counters it mid-air with a Backspin DDT, planting Cory on the mat! He hooks the leg for 1…2…KICKOUT!

As Cory recovers, Emma bounces off the ropes and hits Daron with a Bedlam Slam, allowing Cory to regain his footing. The tide turns again as Lex Collins catches Emma off-guard with a Running Enzuigiri, knocking her down!

With tensions rising, both teams are desperately trying to secure a win. Daron, now back in control, attempts his One Shot Running Knee Strike on Emma, but she dodges just in time, and Daron collides with the turnbuckle. Emma seizes the opportunity to deliver her Death Rattle Shining Wizard to Daron, leaving him stunned!

Cory charges at Lex with full force and hits a devastating Bloodlust Spear, sending him crashing to the mat. As the crowd erupts, Emma Douglas climbs to the top rope and delivers a Moonsault Bodyblock onto both Lex Collins and Daron Smythe, creating chaos in the ring!

Later in the match continues, Lex Collins and Daron Smythe begin to take control, showcasing their strength and teamwork. After a brief exchange, Daron catches Emma off-guard and executes a Spinebuster on the outside, slamming her onto the unforgiving mat. Lex capitalizes on the situation by tossing Cory into the ring barricade with an Irish whip causing the crowd to gasp.

Emma, struggling to regroup, rolls back into the ring only to be met with a Running Single Leg High Knee from Lex, sending her crashing to the canvas. Daron, now back in the ring, hoists Emma up and delivers an Exploder Suplex, launching her across the ring and she rolls out to the floor.

With the action spilling outside the ring once again, both teams are fighting harder than ever. Lex and Daron work together to isolate Cory, tossing him into the ring barricade yet again, leaving him dazed and vulnerable. Emma, seeing her partner in trouble, rushes to help but is intercepted by Daron, who delivers a Rope-Hung DDT on the outside, leaving her laid out.

Lex grabs Cory and slams him onto the announce table, the sound of the impact echoing throughout the arena. The table holds for now, but the crowd is on edge. As Cory tries to recover, Lex delivers a Stiff Elbow Strike to the face, causing Cory to stagger back, allowing Lex to follow up with a Springboard Knee Strike to the jaw.

Despite the onslaught, Emma and Cory begin to build momentum again, showing their resilience. Emma manages to shake off the effects of Daron's attack and surprises him with a ChimeraPlex that leaves him down on the mat long enough for her to hook the leg for 1…2…KICKOUT!

Cory, revved up, regains his strength and takes Lex down with a Hellbilly Stomp, gaining the upper hand momentarily. The crowd rallies behind them as Emma and Cory work together, executing a Silverback Klutch on Daron while Emma keeps Lex at bay with a Discus Lariat. As Daron struggles to escape the hold, Lex charges in, but Emma counters with a Bedlam Slam then hooks the leg for 1…2…NEARFALL!

With both teams showing signs of fatigue, the intensity reaches its peak. Daron and Lex, not to be outdone, regroup and deliver a double Suplex on Cory, with Daron hitting a his #1 and Done Superkick just as Lex follows up with a Running Enzuigiri. Emma, sensing the urgency, climbs to the top rope and launches herself with a diving shoulder block, taking both Lex and Daron down!

Meanwhile Cory sets up for his Bloodlust Spear on Lex but he counters, catching Cory mid-move with an Ad Hominem headlock driver, leaving both men down on the mat as Emma watches in disbelief.

The match has now turned into a nail biter, with both teams giving it their all, and the crowd is fully invested in who will win. With all four competitors exhausted, Emma signals for the end as she sets Daron up for the Douglas Devastation Driver into the turnbuckles. Just as she’s about to execute it, Lex intervenes, grabbing Emma and performing a Systematic Breakdown 2.0, sending her crashing to the mat! Cory, witnessing Emma's downfall, retaliates looking for a Silverback Brainbuster on Lex Collins, but he’s taken out with a clothesline over the top rope by Daron Smythe taking him out of the equation.

Both teams have fought valiantly, but Lex Collins and Daron Smythe are determined to secure their victory. With Emma Douglas still reeling from the Systematic Breakdown, Lex and Daron exchange knowing glances, signaling for teamwork.

Daron Smythe hoists Emma onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry, showcasing his strength. Lex Collins ascends the turnbuckle, preparing for the aerial assault. As the crowd holds its breath, Daron starts to spin Emma around, gaining momentum. Just as he releases her into a Saito Suplex, Lex leaps off the top rope, connecting perfectly with a diving knee to the back of the head. The impact sends Emma crashing to the mat with a thunderous thud!

The arena erupts as the duo stands over the fallen Emma, clearly pleased with their work. Without wasting a moment, Lex and Daron quickly execute a dog pile cover, both men landing on Emma with their full weight, ensuring there’s no escape for her. The referee drops to the mat for the 1…2…The crowd counts along, unaware that Cory Chevelle is scrambling to his feet outside the ring.

Cory desperately slides into the ring, but the timing is agonizingly close. Just as the referee’s hand hits the mat for the third and final count, Cory lunges forward, reaching out in a last stitch effort to break the pin.

The bell rings, signaling the end of the match, and the crowd erupts in mixed reactions as Daron Smythe rise to his feet, his arm first raised by the official but Cory Chevelle Bloodlust Spears him nearly out of his boots! Cory, frustrated and breathless, pounds the mat in disbelief, knowing he was just a second too late to save his partner. He stands grabbing Lex Collins by the head and drops him with a Silverback Brainbuster for good measure!
GRAHAM STEVENS:  Your winners by way of pin fall the team of LEX COLLINS AND DARON—SMYTHE!

With Emma Douglas back to her feet she is now completely blindsided, Cory locks in the Silverback Klutch while the official orders him to release the hold the time keeper rings the bell continuously signaling the end of the match and security comes out to ring side to separate the two.

The camera focuses on the commentary table where McKayla Lewis and Charles Hudson are buzzing with excitement after the thrilling tornado tag team match that just concluded.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What an incredible match we just witnessed, Charles! Lex Collins and Daron Smythe really demonstrated exceptional teamwork tonight. Their ability to communicate and execute those double team maneuvers was key to their victory over Emma Douglas and Cory Chevelle.

CHARLES HUDSON: Individually, both Emma and Cory are incredibly talented wrestlers, known for their fierce offense and resilience. But tonight, it was clear that while they functioned well as a team, Collins and Smythe were just a step ahead. It took both of them working in perfect harmony to keep Emma Douglas down for the count.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: And let's not overlook Cory Chevelle. After the bell rang, he unleashed a flurry of frustration, taking it out not just on Collins and Smythe, but also on his own tag partner, Emma. You could feel the tension brewing between them, and that tempers are flaring!

CHARLES HUDSON: Right you are, McKayla. This match has certainly stirred the pot, and it looks like we're heading towards a pivotal moment. With both Emma and Cory proving their worth in the ring, they’re going to need to settle their differences and figure out who truly deserves to be the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: With the stakes this high, I can't wait to see how this unfolds. We might be on the brink of a showdown that could change the landscape of the championship picture!

CHARLES HUDSON: Stay tuned, folks! After the break, we’ll dive deeper into what this means for all four competitors and how their paths might collide in the coming weeks. Don’t go anywhere!

The screen fades to a commercial break, leaving the viewers eager for the next chapter in this heated rivalry.

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[Kevin Bombay]

Backstage Dayna Barrett and Caroline Clarke are standing together, both wearing their ring gear and looking focused. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation for the upcoming ladder match.

DAYNA BARRETT: You know, Caroline, it’s hard to believe how far we’ve come since our days as the Euphoric tag team. We’ve faced some tough challenges, but every single match has made us stronger and brought us closer together. We’ve learned to trust each other in ways that no one else can understand.

CAROLINE CLARKE: I mean, coming back from my injury last year was no easy feat, especially after that run in the Grand Prix. But it taught me resilience and the importance of having a partner who believes in you. Together, we’ve built something special, and tonight is our chance to prove it!

DAYNA BARRETT: And with the ladder match ahead of us, I know we can work together better than anyone else in that ring. We’ve got the skills, the strategy, and the bond that no one else can replicate. We’re ready to climb that ladder and take what’s ours!

Blake O’Reilly enters the scene, interrupting the conversation. He looks serious yet composed, ready to speak.

BLAKE O’REILLY: I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. It reminds me of our time training together in Emerald City Wrestling. Those days shaped us into the competitors we are today. But tonight, I’m in a different situation. Without my longtime tag partner, Bobby Larson by my side, I’m going into this match alone.

Blake takes a step closer, looking directly at Dayna and Caroline.

BLAKE O’REILLY: But I want to extend an olive branch to you both. I know what you’re capable of as a team, and I respect the bond you’ve built. If you keep an eye on my encore tonight, I’ll have your backs. We may not be a traditional team, but trust me, I’ll be right there when you need me.

CAROLINE CLARKE: Thanks, Blake. That means a lot. We appreciate the support, especially in a match as chaotic as this one.

DAYNA BARRETT: Yeah, it’s all about watching each other’s backs tonight. Let’s show everyone that even in the midst of competition, we can come together and make magic happen!

Blake nods, a sense of camaraderie forming among the three as the camera captures their determination. The scene fades out, leaving the audience eager for the match ahead.

[Kevin Bombay]

Still early in the show. Everyone was getting into their pre-match rituals or getting dressed to compete. As the cameras cut backstage, you see the back exit door open and Jason Cashe enters the building. Pulling a pair of sunglasses off his face, he has a duffel bag strap over his right shoulder. 

“Let's. Get. Greedy…”

Looking at the surrounding area, he was talking to himself. Some self motivation for the night that was about to unfold. As he headed down one of the hallways, he carried confidence in his walk. He felt good and was looking to have a good night. Then he heard someone singing..

“My illness don't come with no remedy!
I am so much fun without Hennessy!
They just want my love and my energy!
You can't talk no shit without penalties!
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me!”

Cashe knew the song. Who didn't? Doja Cat’s ‘Paint the Town Red’ could be heard playing somewhere close but it wasn't the actual song he was hearing, it was a voice singing along. With a smile on his face, he begins peeking into the doors as he passes them along the hall.  

CASHE: Getting warmer…

The vocals of the song being sung were very close by now. 

“I'm going to glow up one more time!
Trust me, I have magical foresight!
You gon' see me sleepin' in courtside!
You gon' see me eatin' ten more times!”

Cashe was a door or two away from finding the source of the song. Understanding that people had various ways to prepare for a match. Some meditated. Some had sex with themselves or with partners. There were some who wore lucky underwear that hardly got washed. Some rituals were weird, some foul, and some were just superstition altogether. 

“Ugh, You can't take that bitch nowhere!
Ugh, I look better with no hair!
Ugh, ain't no sign I can't smoke here
Ugh, gimme the chance and I'll go there!”

He found the right opened door. Slowly, Cashe drops his bag onto the floor and pushes into the room where the song was being sung. She had her back to him so he couldn't see her face. Yet he wasn't looking for facial features as she swayed around in ways that can catch an eye. 

CASHE: Gaaawleee…

He said in a whisper. Not like speaking in a normal volume would be heard with the music turned up. He was suddenly enjoying a show and while he should feel like a peeping tom, she was clothed and the door was open. It wasn't like she was trying too hard to be hidden away. 

CASHE: Looking like a bite to ea–

He stopped himself from finishing the sentence as he watched the woman slide into a trench coat like jacket with a name sparkling across the back. 

CASHE: BIANCA?!

She spun around and their eyes both widened to a level of surprise. In a hurry, she cuts the music off. 

BIANCA REED: Cashe? What are you doing here?!

CASHE: I.. I heard you singing and then…

BIANCA REED: And then WHAT?

He was stuck. Unsure of how to say what he was thinking because he had never meant to think it about Bianca Reed! His stomach turned and in her eyes, he found a disturbance in her stare. 

CASHE: You were dancing and.. I didn't know it was YOU!

BIANCA REED: What does that even mean?!

Shrugging his shoulders, he knew what it meant but part of him didn't want to say it out loud. 

CASHE: I was thinking how you looked like a bite to eat and…

Rushing at him, Bianca gave him no time to find better words or an excuse for the words he had spoken. Cashe, back peddled out into the hallway, tripping over his duffel bag, he fell back onto the floor. Bianca stands over him as he tries to scurry away. 

BIANCA REED: No biting! I mean it!

CASHE: Yeah, no, bad Jason! I’m aware of that now!

BIANCA REED: Are you messing with me?

CASHE: I wasn't trying too! I heard you TRYING to sing and came to have a laugh.. Also, you smell REALLY good!

BIANCA REED: Aaaaahhhh!!!

She was mad and stormed off, heading back into the locker room. For a moment, Cashe seemed to have gotten off easy but as he pushed to his feet, she returned. 

CASHE: Whoa! Hold up!!

With her in both hands like she was carrying a Sword and ready to cross them was a kendo stick. Cashe held both hands up trying to keep her at a distance. 

CASHE: What did I do?!

BIANCA REED: You annoy me!

CASHE: I annoy a lot of people.. It's kind of my thing!

BIANCA REED: Aaaaaaghhhh!

She swings and the kendo stick slaps into the outside of Cashe’s left arm. 

CASHE: Ouch! That really hurt, Charlie!

He said in his best British accent for no reason at all. She hit him again, same spot and everything. 

CASHE: Would you stop!

BIANCA REED: No, it makes me feel better…

For a third time, she swings and snap-slaps the Kendo Stick against his leg this time. He hops on one foot as he rubs at his thigh. 

CASHE: Fine! You smell like a used porta potty! Better?

The kendo stick swings up and down with an overhead motion and connects over the top of Cashe’s tattooed dome. Shaking off the little daze that came with it, Cashe expressed his pain. 

CASHE: Day old Onion Soup?

This time as she came sideways, aiming for the head swing of the kendo stick, Cashe had the good sense to duck. She swung that thing like she was trying to place in a Homerun Derby as the stick tore through the air and made a whistle sound. 

CASHE: Chill! I don't know what to say…

BIANCA REED: Just don't get in my way out there tonight. I will hurt you, Jason!

CASHE: Noted… But umm.. What is that perfume you're wearing?

She turns away from him and starts to head back into her locker room. 

BIANCA REED: It's called Noneya by MindYaBusiness…Go away!

This time, to make sure she didn't get any more surprised visitors. The door to the locker room is slammed shut. Cashe in the hallway against the far wall makes that tsking sound as he sways his head from left to right. 

CASHE: She sure did smell good.. Looked good as well…I must be tired…

Rubbing his arm where he got hit, Cashe grabs his duffle bag and heads off to get ready for tonight.

[Kevin Bombay]

Scene opens with AJ Knight standing in his dressing room, the United States Championship belt glistening over his shoulder.

AJ KNIGHT: It’s an honor to stand before you as the United States Champion! This title isn’t just a piece of gold; it represents the heart and soul of every competitor who steps into this ring. It’s a symbol of hard work, dedication, and the relentless pursuit of greatness.

“Since the return of Mainstream Wrestling last month, I’ve had the privilege of defending this championship against some incredible talents—Robert Zodiac, Erik Holland—and now, tonight against the formidable Deacon Cromwell. Each of these men brought their A-game, and I respect every single challenge they’ve presented. To be the best, you must beat the best, and tonight will be no different.”

“But let me make one thing clear: if I walk away victorious tonight, it won’t just be luck. It will be a testament to the fact that I am, without a doubt, the best wrestler in Mainstream Wrestling. I thrive on competition, and I relish the opportunity to defend this title against new opponents. Every match, every defense is not just a challenge; it’s a chance to prove why I wear this championship with pride.”

“As we head into the new year, my goal is to carry this title with honor and continue to elevate the prestige of the United States Championship. So, Cromwell, I respect you, but know that I will do whatever it takes to hold onto this title…

Suddenly, the camera pulls back and the scene shifts to a darkened room, where Robert Zodiac is watching AJ Knight’s promo on a small television. The room is dimly lit, and the atmosphere is tense.

Only heavy breathing can be heard, echoing ominously in the silence. Zodiac stares intently at the screen, his expression unreadable.

ZODIAC: Just know that I am with you...

The camera fades to black, leaving the audience in suspense.

[Kevin Bombay]

MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
★★★ AJ KNIGHT (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ CROMWELL ★★★

As the bell rings, AJ Knight and Linus Cromwell circle each other in the ring, both assessing their opponent. Cromwell immediately goes for a headlock takedown, utilizing his technical expertise to bring Knight down to the mat. Knight quickly counters with a headscissors, flipping Cromwell over, showcasing his agility.

Cromwell, undeterred, gets back on his feet and retaliates with a snap suplex, sending Knight crashing to the mat. The crowd roars as Cromwell begins to work on Knight’s arm, transitioning into a Fujiwara armbar, but Knight manages to reach the ropes, forcing the break.

Knight, feeling the pressure, regains his composure and delivers a series of stomps to Cromwell as he gets up. He follows up with an atomic drop, causing Cromwell to stagger back. Knight sees an opening and executes a swinging neck breaker, flooring Cromwell once more.

As the match progresses, Cromwell showcases his resilience by countering Knight's offense. He locks in an armwringer, attempting to wear down the champion. Knight, however, uses his strength to power out and delivers a super kick that sends Cromwell reeling into the corner.

Knight takes a moment to gauge Cromwell's condition and decides to show off with his signature move, "Holy Ouch!" He connects with a solid strike that visibly frustrates Cromwell. The crowd is on their feet, sensing the intensity rising in the arena.

Cromwell, showing his technical prowess, dodges a dropkick and quickly transitions into a jujigatame arm bar, putting Knight in a precarious position. The champion struggles, but the crowd rallies behind him, chanting his name.

Knight, with sheer determination, manages to escape the hold and stands tall. He hits Cromwell with an inverted DDT, stunning his opponent. With the momentum on his side, Knight sets up for his finishing move. He hoists Cromwell up for the Knightfall DDT, driving him into the mat, and the crowd erupts!

Knight quickly transitions into the Templar Stretch, locking Cromwell in the hold. The technical wrestler struggles, trying to escape, but the pain becomes too much. The referee checks on Cromwell, who eventually taps out!

GRAHAM STEVENS:  Your winner by way of submission AND STILL…Mainstream Wrestling United States Champion…AJ—KNIGHT!

AJ Knight stands in the center of the ring, the United States Championship glistening in his hands. He raises the title high above his head, a triumphant smile plastered across his face as the cheers from the fans echo throughout the arena.

Suddenly, the arena lights dim, and the intro to "What Remains" by Pop Evil begins to play. The audience buzzes with anticipation. The familiar chords reverberate through the arena, and the energy shifts as JC Keeton steps out onto the stage.

JC Keeton stands there, taking in the scene, his presence commanding attention. He runs his fingers through his hair, a confident smirk appearing on his face as he scans the crowd. The fans respond with a mix of cheers and boos, recognizing the intensity of the moment.

With a decisive motion, Keeton points down towards the ring, directly at AJ Knight, a clear message that he is here to make a statement. The tension in the arena thickens as Knight lowers the United States championship belt, locking eyes with Keeton, sensing the challenge in his gesture.

AJ Knight raises an eyebrow, a look of determination crossing his face. The atmosphere is electric; the fans are on the edge of their seats, eager to see what will unfold next between these two.

JC Keeton remains on the stage, his gaze unyielding as he gestures for Knight to come to him, the challenge unmistakable. The crowd buzzes with excitement, knowing that this confrontation could lead to something monumental.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: What a phenomenal match we just witnessed, Charles! AJ Knight defended his United States Championship with incredible heart and skill against Linus Cromwell, who put up an impressive fight. Knight really showcased why he’s the champion tonight.

CHARLES HUDSON: AJ’s ability to connect with the fans is something special. Every time he steps into that ring, you can feel the energy from the audience. They rally behind him, and it’s clear that he feeds off that support. It’s a beautiful thing to watch.

MCKAYLA LEWIS: And let’s not forget the finish! The Knightfall DDT followed by the Templar Stretch was a masterclass in wrestling. You could see Cromwell struggle to escape, and the moment he tapped out, the crowd erupted! It’s moments like these that define a champion.

CHARLES HUDSON: Speaking of defining moments, how about that unexpected appearance from JC Keeton? After three long years, he returns to the MGM Grand Garden Arena, and ironically, the last time he was here, he lost to AJ Knight. That’s quite the storyline!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: It certainly is! The timing of his return raises so many questions. Why now, after all this time? What are his motives? Is he here to settle the score with AJ, or does he have something else in mind? The tension between those two is palpable, and I can’t help but wonder what’s going through JC’s head.

CHARLES HUDSON: Exactly! The fact that he pointed directly at AJ after his victory tonight sends a clear message. He’s not just here to make an appearance; he’s here to reignite a rivalry that has unfinished business written all over it. The stakes are higher than ever!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: It’s going to be exciting to see how this unfolds in the coming weeks. AJ Knight has established himself as a champion, and JC Keeton’s return adds a whole new dynamic to the landscape of the United States Championship picture.

CHARLES HUDSON: We’re in for a wild ride, that’s for sure. With AJ’s connection to the fans and JC’s history, it’s a recipe for drama. But first, folks, we’re going to take a quick commercial break. Stay tuned because you won’t want to miss what’s next!

The camera zooms out as the commentators continue to discuss the match and the implications of JC Keeton’s return before fading into a commercial break.

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[Kevin Bombay]

Backstage a camera chases Samantha Kinsley as she runs, microphone in hand towards a figure about to exit the arena. When she realizes she's not going to reach him before he's out the door she screams.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: JC! JC KEETON! WAIT!

He turns and smirks as she catches up to him.

JC KEETON: It's been a while,Samantha.

She nods, winded from running.  

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: It has, in fact it's been over three years since you last appeared on Mainstream programming. What brings you back after such an extended time away?

JC KEETON: Opportunity and the chance to right past wrongs. I've had a lot of success since I've been away from here, but I've had a lot of heartbreak and loss both professionally and personally as well. I went on a journey to find myself over the last year and even though that's never ending I've made a lot of progress and made some friends along the way.  I did some soul searching and my time in Mainstream was on my mind a lot. I never gave it a fair chance or made it a priority. I always had my main company and this place was just a side gig but that changed today because as of about an hour before this show came on the air Mainstream Wrestling is the only promotion I'm signed with. Even if I do make appearances elsewhere, believe me when I say Mainstream Wrestling is my PRIORITY.

He smiles at the positive reaction from the crowd witnessing this on the big screen in the arena.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: I think from what I'm hearing the fans agree that that's great news. When you began you mentioned a chance to right past wrongs. Is that why you interrupted AJ Knight’s celebration?

He gives her a puzzled look.

JC KEETON: Cause I lost to him in 2021? I think everyone expected me to lose that night. I was the fresh faced up and comer and AJ was established, he already had been a champion at that point and had a name here while I was trying to make nine. That's not the kind of wrong I'm trying to right.  The wrong happened the match before I faced AJ in 2021 when I was a split second from becoming United States Champion. Last I checked the person holding that belt is….

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: AJ Knight.

JC KEETON: Bingo. I nearly won it when my focus was anywhere but here, imagine when it has my complete and total focus. I'm not gonna just walk through the door demanding a title shot though. My goal, our goal, is to correct the mistakes of our past and forge a path for the lost, the forgotten, the wanderers like us. We'll begin that by trying things the “right" way then if that doesn't work… we do it our way.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY We?

He spins in a circle with his arms outstretched. His black t-shhrt inscribed with the words "Shepherd of the Exiled”.

JC KEETON: The Exiled of course, we're all around you.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: But…you're alone.

JC KEETON: I'm never alone Samantha, you'll see. The whole Mainstream roster will see in due time.

Taken back by his odd behavior, Samantha chooses to conclude the interview.

SAMANTHA KINSLEY: Well I look forward to whatever you have planned. Thanks for the time.

Keeton exits the arena and we return to ringside.

[Kevin Bombay]

“Here might work!”

A brief rubbing of metal as a ladder stood tall and opened up backstage. At the top of a flight of stairs, Jason Cashe steps back from the ladder and tries to get a feel for how the ladder looks at this location. His head shakes from left to right.

CASHE: Nah, this ain't it…

In a hurry, he pops the middle bar that locks the ladder open before folding the equipment closed. Sliding an arm through one of the gaps, Cashe lifts the ladder and turns to see the camera.

CASHE: Timing could be better but follow me…

Passing the live camera, Cashe with the ladder hanging at his side horizontally, heads down the corridor. He wasn't sure where he was going exactly but he knew that he would know it when he found it. Turning to look back over his shoulder, he made sure the camera was still following.

CASHE: Bryan Ford.. I don't see a sandwich in my hands. You are slacking in your return. Do better.

Obviously a side joke, he gives the recording lens a grin as he continues down the hall. As he comes to a four way crossing of hallways, he stops. A deep inhale through the nostrils.

CASHE: Let's try here…

For a second time, he sets up the ladder before stepping back to get a wider view. Looking to his right before turning to the left and staring down that hallway. He didn't seem sure as his the start of his eyebrows curled down to point towards his nose.

CASHE: No…This is the spot either. Damnit!

Popping the lock bar, Cashe swings the ladder back to its horizontal hold at his side. Looking left and right, he decides to head down the north hallway. Knowing he was carrying a lot of dead air time, he adds to the scene with some random jibber jabber.

CASHE: Shout out to my sister, Echo Layne. Stop tweeting half naked pictures on twitter damnit!

Before his concerns of his Sister's tweeting habits can fully disturb him in thought, he pauses to a complete stop.

CASHE: Perfect! This is the spot!!

The only place that he could mean was near the cargo bay doors leading out to the production entrance of the building. Boxes and crates of equipment were stacked around with the right amount of space to set up a ladder. Cashe seen the potential for the location and started to get the ladder in place. He steps back as a few randoms pass by but their presence is ignored as he stares at the ladder itself.

CASHE: Time to climb…

Already in his ring gear as well as a Mainstream shirt that sat baggy over his upper body. Cashe grabbed the ladder with both hands as he stood at the base on one side. Looking up, he nodded and began climbing. Reaching the top, he threw a leg over and straddled the top rung. As if it was a Synchronize spot in an Assassin's Creed game, he gave his surroundings a look around as he sat perched high up on the ladder.

CASHE: You can imagine the view from up here can put things into a perspective that being on the ground just can't provide. Being at the top usually does that and it's not even the rise to get there that is difficult to do but remaining there. That is the challenge.. Get there, stay there.

Slowly, his head tilts upwards. Looking above him where there would be a Championship hanging later in the night when the match begins. The goal for everyone involved would be the same.

CASHE: In this match, nobody is getting pinned. There won't be anyone winning because of a tap out or because they couldn't stand before a ten count. There will not be any count outs or a funky DQ finish because none of that will be found in the match that is going to take place tonight! All you have to do is to REACH for the goals hanging above your head…

Using his left hand, Cashe raises it and reaches above him as if to grab at one of the Titles that would be up for grabs tonight.

CASHE: “Greed in Las Vegas marks a Special night for Mainstream Wrestling and not just because we are outside of Seattle but because tonight marks a step closer to a rare achievement…

Bringing his arm back down to the ladder, he holds onto the top rung with both hands. Legs dangling at either side, he let them sway a bit as he stared down at the camera recording from the ground floor.

CASHE: When asked and no, not many have because most people really don't care unless it involves themselves somehow. But when asked why I came back to Mainstream.. There are many ways I could answer that question. I dropped a title elsewhere that I had held since April. I defended it on every single show between then and now and did so in a place that never felt like home. I did that so I could place my focus where I found more value to my own goals.

Shaking off the dragging words, he didn't want to go off course any.

CASHE: So when or if I had been asked why I came back to Mainstream? I could say that the relationship with this company goes back YEARS and it has a nostalgic feel for me but that isn't entirely the truth. I want to be Grand Slam.. Now to do that, I need two Championships under the banner of Mainstream. I have held the Mainstream World Title. I have held the Television Title and I’m pretty sure I still hold the record for most defenses with that title.. I have a thing for TV Titles obviously…

He grins but doesn't hesitate to continue to his finer points yet to be made.

CASHE: What I need are moments when I can hold the United States Championship over my head in victory.. And I also need one of the two Tag Team Titles. THEN I will be Grand! So it shouldn't be a surprise that I am back and I plan to FIGHT for goals that I will not just reach for but grab hold of…

“I am explaining this because tonight at Greed 2, I am not just another name that grabbed an opportunity to fill a spot in a match. I have not sat back and contemplated who else could win.. Who could end up holding the other title that makes us a Team of Tag.”

“Honestly it doesn't matter. I will most likely see, talk shit and fight the person who will reach up and fulfill their own goals for the night. None of us are here to lose and all of us want to grab hold of the Tag Titles because regardless of how SHIT the division has become.. How MOST Tag Divisions have become ghost towns, it STILL defines you as a Champion and we all want that feeling.. Call us greedy for it and we all have the perfect setup to grab the Greed that is fed to us through what pumps in our chest.”

Pausing his ramble of a speech as a few production crew members enter the area to grab some equipment. They are whispering amongst themselves so they don't disturb Cashe but he was stuck like a chick in the gym getting offended because someone steps in their camera view. One of them, the female of the two, looks directly into the Mainstream camera as she passes it and the two leave the scene.

CASHE: Where was I? Ohh yeah.. Tonight, a ladder match with eight people wanting one of two prizes hanging above the ring. I am getting my hands on one of those belts.. To do so, I will do whatever it takes! So if that means I have to purple nurple Billy Danielson until he has a missing nipple like me? So be it. I will BITE Bianca Reed in the armpit so hard that everytime she raises a hand, she will remember me just by the pull of the scar tissue left behind!

Adjusting on the ladder, it gives a little wobble. Cashe sucks in air before holding his breath. The ladder settles and he continues, approaching what has to be the end of this monologue of word salad.

CASHE: If Cartier finds her way to the top of that ladder while I am reaching for gold? I will drop her onto the canvas below and watch as her BBL pops in one of her cheeks.. I’m On1 in Vegas and Greed has taken over, come one, come all. If I have to do what Billy couldn't do and retire Robb Daniels then I will see to that and compete at his memorial show because the well being of anyone in this match other than my own is not of any concern to me.. I am in this not to place it safe, not to have good sportsmanlike conduct. I am here to win.. I aim for it, I will reach for it and I will FU**ING grab hold of it and I frankly don't give a DAMN who it is wanting to test that claim!

A noise catches Cashe’s attention as he turns to see Emma Douglas strolling by from the docking bay.

CASHE: Well damn…

She gets closer and barely acknowledges Cashe being on top of a ladder.

CASHE: Hey Emma…Catering has some pink cupcakes if you want something to match your positive personality…

Nothing. Throwing short insults usually gets her making threats or giving him an angry stare but he received none of either.

CASHE: So you and Chevelle huh? How adorable!

That did it…it did something anyway because while she didn't snap a state up at him, she stopped her forward progression.

CASHE: Really?! That pinched your muffin top?”

Still, no eye contact but Emma Douglas turns and steps towards the ladder. Placing her hands on each side of it, Cashe’s eyes grow wide.

CASHE: Hey now.. Don't do anything you’ll regret later!

She had no plans of regret now or later. Shoving the ladder, you hear Cashe begin to let out a long winded ‘oooohhhh’ followed by the ever so useful explicit ‘shit’.. Cashe falls free of the falling ladder, crashing hard behind a stack of production boxes. The camera trying to check on Cashe, turns to see Emma but she is already gone. There was a moment of silence before Cashe’s arm lifted up above the boxes with a thumbs up formed on his hand.

CASHE: I’m okay!

His arm flops down as a groan fills the last snippet of audio before the scene closes.

[Kevin Bombay]

Backstage, the #HoodRatchet girls are gathered around a small circular table, engaged in a card game.

Cartier draws a card, grinning widely, then slaps down her whole hand and stands up, playfully shaking her hips while sticking her tongue out at her friends.

CARTIER: That’s how ya girl dooooooes iiiiiiiiiit! GIN, BITCH!"

Bianca Reed and Aria Price glance at each other, clearly annoyed as they tally their cards, frustrated from a tough losing streak. Cartier’s laughter fills the air.

CARTIER: Tonight’s the night we be fittin to get that gold back around my hips…

Bianca Reed chuckles, shaking her head.

BIANCA REED: Don’t worry about us, Cartier. We’re ready for this match. I’m not losing any sleep over Jason Cashe or Blake O’Reilly.

Cartier leans back, lighting a Black & Mild, her eyes glinting with mischief as the cards are shuffled for another round.

CARTIER: I’ve shared all the tricks you need for dealing with Caroline Clarke and Dayna Barrett. Trust me, I’ve faced them before, and they just another paycheck dragging their feet in that ring. Tonight, I’m gonna shine, AP. Gonna make a statement for the Hood Girls!

Bianca nods with the World Television Championship sitting in her locker seen over her shoulder, her confidence shining through as Cartier takes a long drag from her cigarillo, then folds her hands with a serious expression.

CARTIER: It’s all about teamwork tonight, ladies. We have to work together to become the new Mainstream Wrestling World Tag Team Champions. We’ve got the skills, we’ve got the strategy, and we’re ready to show everyone what we’re made of."

Bianca looks at Cartier with admiration.

BIANCA REED: I’ve learned so much from you, Cartier. Working alongside you has been a game-changer for me. It’s like I’m following in your footsteps, and I’m grateful for every lesson. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you guiding me.

Cartier reaches across the table, grabbing Bianca’s hand, and they share a moment of connection.

CARTIER: Bianca, you’ve always had it in you…

Bianca smiles, feeling empowered as Cartier holds her hand and they exchange a determined glance. They both know the stakes are high.

CARTIER: Tonight, we take what belongs to us!

With that, Bianca and Cartier share a high-five, energized and ready to take on their opponents in the ring.

[Kevin Bombay]

MAIN EVENT
MAINSTREAM WRESTLING
WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
LADDER MATCH
★★★ BIANCA REED ★★★
★★★ BLAKE O’REILLY ★★★
★★★ CAROLINE CLARKE ★★★
★★★ CARTIER ★★★
★★★ DAYNA BARRETT ★★★
★★★ JASON CASHE ★★★
★★★ BILLY DANIELSON ★★★
★★★ ROBB DANIELS ★★★

The bell rings and tonight’s Main Event is now underway! The eight participants battle fiercely, the high stakes of the match became evident with the World Tag Team championships hanging fifteen feet above the ring.

The energy in the MGM Grand Garden Arena is palpable as Billy Danielson and Robb Daniels engage in a fierce exchange of strikes and grapples inside the ring. Danielson, fueled by years of animosity towards Daniels, unleashes a relentless assault, determined to finally gain the upper hand in their long-standing rivalry. Daniels, equally determined to prove his dominance, counters Danielson’s attacks with precision and ferocity, showcasing the intensity of their feud.

The action spills out of the ring as Danielson and Daniels crash through the ropes, landing on the unforgiving arena floor at ringside. The impact reverberates throughout the arena as the two competitors continue their brutal battle outside the ring, taking the fight to the ringside area in a display of raw aggression and relentless determination.

Blake O’Reilly finds himself facing off against the formidable duo of Dayna Barrett and Caroline Clarke in a two-on-one scenario. As the bell rings, O’Reilly wastes no time and springs into action, determined to defy the odds and make his mark in the match.

Dayna Barrett and Caroline Clarke coordinate their attacks, attempting to overwhelm O’Reilly with a flurry of strikes and grapples. O’Reilly, showcasing his resilience, manages to counter their moves with quick reflexes, evading a double clothesline and delivering a double dropkick that sends his opponents reeling.

In a calculated move, Cartier and Bianca Reed spot an opportunity to target Jason Cashe, who finds himself outnumbered by Hood Ratchet. They close in on Cashe, launching a coordinated assault of strikes and grapples that leaves Cashe reeling in the center of the ring. Despite the odds stacked against him, Cashe shows his resilience, fighting back against the double team with a series of impactful strikes that momentarily stuns his opponents.

Barrett and Clarke regroup, strategizing on the fly to isolate O’Reilly and gain the upper hand. O’Reilly, sensing the impending danger, unleashes a series of swift kicks and punches, creating a brief opening to stagger both Barrett and Clarke. Seizing the opportunity, O’Reilly executes a spectacular double DDT, planting both opponents firmly on the mat to the raucous cheers of the crowd.

With Barrett and Clarke momentarily stunned, O’Reilly sets his sights on the ladder, determined to make a play for the championships hanging above the ring. As O’Reilly ascends the ladder rungs, Barrett and Clarke recover and quickly give chase, desperate to prevent O’Reilly from reaching the titles. In a heart-stopping moment, Barrett manages to grab O’Reilly's ankle, causing him to hesitate just as he is inches away from the titles. Their fingers mere inches away from the coveted prize. The tension in the arena is palpable as the audience holds their breath, anticipating the climactic conclusion to the intense match.

As O’Reilly and Clarke teeter on the top of the ladder, their hands brushing against the championships, the scene becomes even more chaotic as Dayna Barrett attempts to thwart O’Reilly's ascent, desperately pulling at his legs from below. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ladder, Bianca Reed, with a boost from Cartier, climbs up swiftly, positioning herself on Cartier's shoulders for a daring maneuver.

With remarkable agility and precision, Bianca Reed seizes the moment and, in a breathtaking display of strength and skill, hoists herself higher on Cartier's shoulders. With a split second of hesitation, Reed then reaches out and grabs hold of Caroline Clarke around the waist, locking in a tight grip as she prepares to execute a high-risk move.

In a stunning turn of events, Bianca Reed unleashes a gravity-defying German suplex from the top of the ladder, sending Caroline Clarke hurtling through the air over the top rope and crashing through a table coincidentally set up on the outside of the ring. The impact reverberates throughout the arena as the crowd erupts in a mix of shock and awe at the incredible feat of athleticism and the sheer devastation of the maneuver.

Caroline Clarke and Dayna Barrett, known for their history of mutual respect and teamwork, initially showed great coordination in fending off their opponents. Now Dayna Barrett must fend for herself as her ally lays motionless on the arena floor. With the crowd on their feet, Danielson and Daniels trade blows at ringside, utilizing the steel guardrails and nearby equipment to their advantage in their quest for supremacy. The chaotic scene intensifies as both competitors refuse to back down, each refusing to give an inch in their quest for victory.

Danielson manages to gain the upper hand, delivering a thunderous spinebuster on Daniels onto the arena floor, causing a collective gasp from the audience. Seizing the moment, Danielson looks towards the ring, eyeing the ladder and the championships hanging above, as he contemplates making a play for the titles while Daniels lies stunned on the floor.

Jason Cashe seizes a critical opportunity to gain the upper hand. With Blake O’Reilly precariously perched atop the ladder, reaching for the championships, Cashe unleashes a calculated move, sending shockwaves through the arena as he violently tips the ladder over. O'Reilly crashes down, his chest impacting the top rope with brutal force, knocking the wind out of him and leaving him gasping for air in a moment of sheer agony.

Amidst the chaos, Dayna Barrett swiftly enters the fray, zeroing in on Cashe. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Bianca Reed demonstrates her tenacity and aggression as she takes control of the situation. With a burst of speed and determination, Reed tackles Billy Danielson to the mat, unleashing a flurry of mounted punches that rain down on Danielson.

Cartier, seizing the moment amidst the commotion, stands the ladder back up. She begins the arduous ascent up the ladder, her eyes fixed on the dangling championships above, as she navigates the rungs with purpose, inching closer to top. Meanwhile Robb Daniels timely slides back into the ring and climbs the other side of the ladder and the two begin exchanging right hands. Danielson now back on his feet goes back after Robb Daniels and begins to pull him back down. Bianca Reed steps right in behind and climbs the ladder as Hood Ratchet is about to grab both belts.

Both have their hands reaching out for the World Tag Team Championships suspended above the ring. However, the situation takes a dramatic turn as Jason Cashe and Dayna Barrett swiftly react, setting up another ladder inside the ring with lightning speed. The crowd erupts as the sight of two ladders in play.

In a sudden twist, Robb Daniels delivers a thunderous clothesline that sends Billy Danielson toppling over the top rope, effectively thwarting Danielson's attempt to interfere with Bianca Reed's climb. Daniels, fueled by determination and resolve, shifts his focus to Reed, moving to prevent her from grabbing the titles.

Simultaneously, the tension between Blake O’Reilly and Cartier escalates as O’Reilly desperately tries to pull Cartier down from the ladder, their struggle unfolding amidst the chaotic backdrop of the match.

Caroline Clarke, having recovered from earlier crash through the table, re-enters the fray, making her presence felt in the ring once more. She looks for a spear on Cartier but she side steps causing Clarke to level her long time ally Dayna Barrett with the friendly fire! Robb Daniels charges at Cartier but she levels him with the EAT THAT ASS!

Daniels is out on the mat. Cartier smirks. Danielson looks immediately for a Chicago Blackout but Bianca Reed saves the day moving Cartier out of harms way and taking the blunt of the running knee strike! Danielson backs into the Squire Graduate and Blake O’Reilly drops him with the O’Reilly Factor! O’Reilly turns into a One Winged Angel by Caroline Clarke! Clarke stands up and bumps into Dayna Barrett who questions the spear from earlier. Bianca Reed back to her feet climbs the top rope looks for a running lariat but she hits a EAT THAT ASS from Cartier!

Cartier stands over top of Bianca Reed looking down on her as the crowd boos heavily! Tensions simmer between Bianca Reed and Cartier, with the competitive nature of the ladder match intensifying the underlying friction between the two. Cartier claims it’s a simple miscommunication inadvertently striking Bianca Reed, leading to a heated exchange of words between the two competitors. The disagreement quickly escalates into a physical confrontation, as the once-united duo now find themselves locked in a bitter struggle for dominance, much to the surprise of the audience.

Jason Cashe interjects himself with a MARK of JASON on Cartier! Billy Danielson already on the ladder is joined now by Jason Cashe, while Robb Daniels and Cartier are on the other. Suddenly, Bianca Reed rushes in and pulls Cartier off the ladder, causing a stir. As the ladder Daniels is standing on begins to wobble, he makes a split-second decision to step onto the same ladder as Cashe and Danielson.

On the ladder now with Cashe and Danielson, Daniels finds himself on the same rung as Danielson. In a dramatic turn of events, both Daniels and Cashe start delivering brutal punches to Danielson simultaneously. The barrage of blows causes Danielson to lose his balance and fall off the ladder, landing in a painful manner on the top rope.

With Danielson humiliated and in pain, Daniels and Cashe share a moment of mutual respect. Rather than engaging in a fight, they both focus on the ultimate prize. Each competitor reaches up, unfastens the tag team titles and the bell rings.

GRAHAM STEVENS:  Your winners AND NEW Mainstream Wrestling World Tag Team Champions, the team of ROBB DANIELS AND JASON—CASHE!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Wow, what a ladder match that was! I mean, the intensity was off the charts! But can we just take a moment to talk about the humiliation Billy Danielson must be feeling right now? Getting thrown off that ladder and landing crotch-first on the ring ropes? Ouch! That’s a rough way to go.

CHARLES HUDSON: Absolutely, Lou! That’s a moment he won’t soon forget—if he can even sit down comfortably after that! And then we had that epic German Suplex from Bianca Reed, sending Caroline Clarke crashing through a table outside the ring! That has to be one of the most impactful moves we've seen in wrestling history. What a sight!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: For sure, that was a jaw-dropper! But I can’t help but notice the dissension brewing between Dayna Barrett and Caroline Clarke. It’s like they were on a collision course right from the start. And then later, we saw Bianca Reed and Cartier having their own issues. It’s clear that trust is in short supply in that match.

CHARLES HUDSON: It really is! And speaking of loners, I have to mention Blake O’Reilly. He played the ultimate loner role throughout the match. While everyone was busy fighting it out, he was lurking in the shadows—definitely someone to keep an eye on moving forward!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: And let’s not forget the potential of Robb Daniels and Jason Cashe working as a tandem. They have such contrasting styles, but together, they could be a formidable force. If they can figure out how to harness that synergy, they could be unstoppable!

CHARLES HUDSON: Exactly! And what a night overall—AJ Knight retained the United States Championship, and we saw the return of J.C. Keeton! Not to mention Cory Chevelle and Emma Douglas picking up a win earlier in the night. It’s been a rollercoaster of emotions!

MCKAYLA LEWIS: Definitely a night to remember! And to our fans, don’t forget, we’ll be back in two weeks from tonight for Wrath II in Houston, Texas! You won’t want to miss it!

CHARLES HUDSON: That’s right! Mark your calendars, everyone! We’re in for another thrilling night of action!

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