MAINSTREAM 24 - 07/20/2019 - PORTLAND

[Robert Daniels]

Seattle Pro Wrestling Presents

MAINSTREAM 24
SATURDAY - 07/20/2019
MODA CENTER - PORTLAND, OR

MAINSTREAM IS LIVE FROM PORTLAND, OREGON FROM THE MODA CENTER...HOME OF THE PORTLAND TRAILBLAZERS!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Ladies and Gentlemen we’re Live on the Battleground Network from the MODA CENTER right here in PORTLAND!

BEFORE THE SHOW...
TRIXIE: James Edwards. Seattle Pro World Champion…he competed to be the inaugural Seattle Pro Tag Team Champion, he's going in the Hall Of Fame and rightfully deserves to.

That's when Trixie is seen on camera. Holding the NVR Women's Title around her waist but the Seattle Pro Tag Team Title she had from home to remember her time as champion, holding one belt on either shoulder.

TRIXIE: Unfortunately, I've been agitated by a future opponent of mine who's trying to take away my NVR Title. So I'm in a bit of an aggressive mood…

BEAT

TRIXIE: Sorry your return back in a Seattle Pro ring isn't against the friendly, happy Trix people love. Sometimes people have a way of getting on your every nerve. But what I'll do, is I'll be channelling it into a great opening match. Next year's Hall Of Fame needs spaces and I'm sure you'd vouch for that Prime Girl who took me to the limit….and won.

A confident smile forms on Trixie's face.

TRIXIE: Because defeating you would be huge for me in my career as a whole. In Seattle Pro, it could be the shake up, the perfect noise to get Trixie…back in the Seattle Pro gold hunt.

As she gives the camera a wink to signal the cameraperson to get all her current NVR gold in the shot.

TRIXIE: Let's make history, Edwards. Let's make the title matches have a real tough contest to follow. The better the match, the better the win it will be…for me.

As Trixie then hands over her tag titles to her Aunt to keep safe while she took an aggressive walk. The camera tracking her as the announces remind people Trixie's match is coming up next! Before fading to black for commercial.

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"My Name is Human” by Highly Suspect begins to play throughout the arena when the house lights go down. The arena stays black during the garbled opening guitar rift, then, "Okay." Strobe lights move with the easy beat of the song.

GRAHAM STEVENS: This Match is set for ONE FALL! Now making his way to the ring standing at five feet, nine inches and weighing in at two hundred and four pounds from Lexington, Kentucky. Please Welcome Back...JAMES—EDWARDS!

James Edwards appears at the top of the ramp with the hood on his ring jacket up. He takes a few moments survey everything before him. The hood goes down with the opening lyrics. Moving with the meandering pace of the music, his eyes never leave the ring. He laps the squared circle, slides under the bottom ropes, and bows martial arts style to all four corners before settling into his own.

“Take It Off" by The Donnas begins playing throughout the arena just before Trixie walks from behind the curtain wearing sunglasses and a denim waistcoat. She poses at her side as she removes the sunglasses from her eyes. She drops the waistcoat at her side as it slides off her arms. Trixie then walks down to the ring with a confident smirk to her.

GRAHAM STEVENS: Now introducing his opponent standing at five feet and six inches tall from Las Vegas, Nevada...TRIXIE!

Her stride down to the ring is slow to allow for fans to get a glimpse of her. Trixie leaps onto the ring apron gracefully and stands on the apron for a moment to walk along it a step. There, she steps into the ring and writes with her finger "S,S" on the ring mat.

Afterwards, Trixie goes to the corner. She jumps and pulls herself onto the second rope to pose quickly for a picture and leaps down off the ropes. No sooner do her feet touch the ground does Trixie quickly get into her beginning pose. Right foot back, right shoulder slightly back and ready to strike. Finally, tossing the sunglasses behind her to the corner she once posed.

SINGLES MATCH
★★★ JAMES EDWARDS ★★★
vs
★★★ TRIXIE ★★★

The bell rings and it’s Trixie who offers James Edwards her hand in a show of respect. Edwards stares at it for a moment before slapping her right across the face! The gesture draws a mixed reaction from the crowd. Edwards fires a series of rapid forearms to the Bad Kitty's face and then Irish whips her into the ropes. Trixie ducks a knife-edge chop attempt by Edwards and rebounds off the ropes, but Edwards greets her with a snap power the makes the cover for 1...2...NEARFALL!

Edwards grabs Trixie by the wrist and begins pulling his opponent to a single knee. Edwards ducks behind Trixie and she is thrown by James right on her back during a German suplex and leaves James plenty of space and position to step out onto the apron and climb to the top rope. He targets the Prime Girl with his diving headbutt but Trixie manages to roll out of the way with barely anytime to spare. She then measures him as he gets up holding his head before superkicking him on the knee to buckle James! The Prime Girl then delivers her Fastball Punch to seemingly knock James out but he lands against the turnbuckles in the corner stunned!

Edwards fires alternating chops and jabs, working Trixie's face and chest at the same time. She attempts to return fire, but Edwards blocks it. He grabs her and quickly connects with a snap suplex. Edwards rolls through, retaining possession, and brings Trixie back down to the canvas with another snap suplex. The former Seattle Pro Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion rolls through for the third time but hooks one of Trixie's legs. Edwards hoists her up for a ‘Foxfire’ Fisherman brain buster and brings her down on her head following with a cover for 1...2...KICKOUT!

Trixie rolls to a knee and wipes her mouth after a deep breath. Edwards looks to grab her by the head and lift her up but instead Trixie shoved him backwards. Edwards is struck repeatedly in the corner by Trixie's backhand chops before she throws in a few kicks on the redenning chest. Trixie''s irish whip gets reversed and she is sent into the corner where she floats over and suavely and quickly superkicks James in the back of the knee, then the spine as he hits the middle turnbuckle. James stumbles up to his feet into a waiting Trixie's Stunner Split Legged Stunner! Trixie makes the nonchalant hook of the leg for 1...2...ROPEBREAK!

Trixie is beside herself. She takes a moment to breathe then grabs Edwards by the wrist twisting his arm over twice to force him to flip over onto his back but he blocks her attempt at an armbar, booting her away onto her back and forces her to roll over onto her feet. Trixie then runs to miss her Sonata Knee as James Edwards looks to german suplex Trixie yet again but this time she elbows out! Trixie tries to run into the ropes but she's dragged back into James's dragon suplex! James heads to the top rope again and sees Trixie weary, he flies off for the diving headbutt but it's Trixie who looks for the Beautiful Disaster...but NO!

Edwards reverses and attempts a lariat. Trixie ducks and hits the ropes. She hits a basement dropkick, sending Edwards to a knee. Trixie hits the ropes again, but James roars up and flattens her with a lariat! Not looking to waste any more time, Edwards pulls Trxie up by her hair into a sitting position. He backs into a corner, and the crowd begins to buzz, knowing what is coming up. Edwards runs forward, and his right foot collides with Trixie's face with Edwards signature ‘Violent Gospel’ running PK kick! Edwards makes the cover for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall...JAMES—EDWARDS!

CHARLES HUDSON:  James Edwards with the victory in his return to Seattle Pro Wrestling just ahead of his Hall of Fame induction the first weekend of August!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Trixie is a former Tag Team Champion and she’s the reigning Women’s Champion over in NVR Wrestling. She’s a very suitable opponent for the returning Edwards.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Let’s not forget that it was Edwards who first held the Seattle Pro World Heavyweight Champion way back in 2016.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  I do remember that and I’ll raise you the fact he was the first ever Pride Champion as well back in May of 2017! All I can say now is congratulations to James Edwards on his Hall of Fame induction. Now let’s take our first commercial break and when we return the Tenacious Wrecking Crew defends the Tag Team Championships against the odd pairing of World Television Champion, Coral Rose and Jason Cashe!

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[Robert Daniels]

BACKSTAGE..
And once again the Seattle Pro Tag Team Champions, the Tenacious Wrecking Crew are standing by. Dressed in their ring attire, with matching leather jackets and bandanas, Dom Harter and Annie Zellor have the tag titles draped over their shoulders.

DOM HARTER: And here we go again!

ANNIE ZELLOR: Back in a Seattle Pro ring. ‘Cause ever since we managed to win these belts last month–

DOM HARTER: –and end Idolution’s undefeated streak!

He chimes in, beaming that crooked grin at the camera afterwards.

ANNIE ZELLOR: And beat Idolution in the middle of that ring. Me and Dom have taken these belts to Millennium, to Underground, to FGA. And we’ve beaten Hall of Famers, former World champions, former tag team champions.

DOM HARTER: And now Robb Daniels wants us back in a Seattle Pro ring. Against Seattle Pro competition.

ANNIE ZELLOR: Which is where you two come in…

She points towards the camera.

DOM HARTER: Coral Rose and Jason Cashe! Two people who have achieved great things inside that ring. Two stalwarts of this company. And two more people who’ll fall before the Tenacious Wrecking Crew!

ANNIE ZELLOR: And get wrecked!

DOM HARTER: Exactly that. And when we’ve beaten you, and defended these titles once again…Robb Daniels is going to come to us, and he’s going to ask us to sign those contracts. Because he knows what we can do inside that ring. And he knows how valuable we’d be to this company…so get ready to add another zero onto the end of that contract, Robb. Because we’re about to show you we’re worth every penny.

On that note, Harter poses with his arms out to either side as Annie flexes her biceps, and the show cuts back to ringside.

[Robert Daniels]

SEATTLE PRO WRESTLING
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
★★★ TENACIOUS WRECKING CREW (C) ★★★
[DOM HARTER & ANNIE ZELLOR]
vs
★★★ CORAL ROSE ★★★
&
★★★ JASON CASHE ★★★

The bell sounds to start the match as Coral and Annie are in the ring circling each other. Coral stops, and looks over towards Dom. She blows him a kiss, before looking back at Annie. Before Coral can do anything, Annie comes after her. Coral manages to move out of the way, grabbing Annie by the hair, slamming her down to the mat. Coral drops a leg onto her. Zellor rolls away, holding her neck. She makes the tag out to her partner as Coral taunts the incoming Dom Harter.

Dom and Coral square off in the center of the ring, but Harter seems a bit relaxed for a tag team championship match. The Tenacious Little Bastard rests a hand on Coral’s shoulder and leans in; between the hand gestures between them and the camera picking up the words ‘phone number’ it would seem as if Harter is still operating under the belief that he stands a chance with Coral’s sister, Scarlet. But Rose disagrees.

She stomps on Dom’s foot, causing the champion to hop around on the spot, before Coral rears back and bitch slaps him! Harter reels back upon impact, and Coral pounces; the forearm shots fly thick and fast as she backs Dom against the ropes, before going for an Irish whip. She connects with a dropkick upon his return, knocking Harter off his feet. Both competitors scramble to get back up, but it’s Coral who does so first as she knocks the champion down with another dropkick. Harter is slower to his feet this time, and Coral Rose is ready for him, doubling him over with a toe kick to the gut. She runs against the ropes – or she would have, if Annie didn’t connect with a knee to the back!

The crowd boo as the referee admonishes Zellor on the apron. But it’s all the opening Dom needs to nail his opponent with a lariat! Rose flips through the air and crashes down to the canvas, as Harter takes the opportunity to kiss his bicep, prompting more boos from the fans here.

Harter grabs Coral Rose by the hair and brings her towards the Tenacious Wrecking crew corner, before throwing her head first into the top turnbuckle. Rose slumps back into the corner as Dom leans down, delivering repeated shoulder thrusts to the gut of the challenger, until finally the referee intervenes. The official asking Dom to back off, and Harter does a good job of keeping him distracted whilst Annie Zellor uses the tag rope to choke Coral Rose behind the referee’s back!

The crowd begin to boo again, alerting the official to some hinky goings on. But Zellor releases the choke before he turns around to see what was happening. Rose is spluttering as the color returns to her face, and Harter drags her out of the corner by the hair again. A quick kick to the midsection doubles her over, and Dom hoists his opponent up for a powerbomb…NO!

Coral is up in the air, but she’s fighting her way out of this one! The crowd cheering her on as she lands blow after to blow to Dom’s face – and boy that probably feels real good! After the fifth or sixth punch, Harter has no choice but to drop his opponent, and Coral manages to land on her feet in front of the Tenacious Little Bastard. Harter drops down to one knee, and Rose seizes the opportunity; she runs forward and drills Harter with a shining wizard! Coral is first to her feet, and she waits for Dom to stand up as well. As he does so, Harter staggers towards to her in a daze, only to get spiked head first into the canvas by a DDT!

Both competitors are down for a moment, and the referee has no choice but to initiate a count out. Their tag partners each willing Dom and Coral to get back to their feet, and it looks like Rose is going to get there first. She pulls herself up the nearest ropes as Harter props himself up in the center of the ring shortly after. When they’re both on their feet, Coral charges in with a clothesline – but Harter ducks under the arm and goes behind with a rear waistlock…before his hands drift upwards, and he brings Coral crashing to the mat with a boobplex!

Harter makes the tag out to his partner without the making the cover. Annie lifts Coral up off the canvas and doubles her over with a knee to the gut, before positioning the challenger in a standing headscissors. She can’t do a piledriver – Annie is still banned from doing those following her to loss to Aries Armadaist a couple of years ago – but that doesn’t stop Zellor from trying to lift Coral up…and fail.

Rose kicks her legs, blocking both attempts, before she manages to counter with a back body drop attempt! Annie crashes to the mat as the crowd cheer, and Coral stumbles away towards the ropes. She waits for Annie to get back to her feet in the center of the ring, before she brings the champion down with a swinging neckbreaker – NO! Zellor spins through and counters with a rear waistlock into a ripcord discus elbow!

Zellor runs back against the ropes as a dazed Coral Rose spins on the spot, allowing Annie the chance to catch her from behind with a leapfrog one handed bulldog! She drives the former SPW Heavyweight Champion face first into the mat, and Zellor covers! 1…2…NO! Zellor picks her opponent up again, but Coral pushes her arms away, firing off a couple of forearm strikes to the face before Annie manages to block one! She swings wildly, but Coral ducks under the arm and grabs Zellor from behind before delivering a German suplex!

The crowd are beginning to get behind the challengers as both legal competitors are down on the mat for a few moments. The referee starts his count-out, getting up to a count of six before Coral gets up. She pulls Annie up with her. Coral looks towards Cashe, wearily as she nods her head. She leans in kissing Annie on the cheek before bitching slapping her. Annie places her hand on her cheek, howling in pain as Coral runs back against the ropes for momentum. Zellor turns around on the spot, still feeling the effects of that bitch slap as Coral comes in and spears Annie to the mat!

Zellor is down on the mat as Coral crawls towards the ropes, using them to bring herself back to her feet. In the corner, Cashe is calling out for a tag as Coral starts to move towards him – but in comes Harter! The referee tries to intervene as Harter wails on her back, dragging her away from the ropes. Out of desperation, Rose tries for a boot to the gut, but Harter catches her foot, wagging a finger in her face…before he eats an enziguiri to the back of the head! Down goes Harter, and Coral dives across to make the tag out to Jason Cashe!

In comes Cashe, and he immediately clotheslines a dazed Dom Harter over the top rope! In the ring, Zellor is just getting back to her feet as Cashe takes her down with a left handed clothesline! She gets back up, and Cashe charges in again with a shoulder block to knock her right back down. Zellor manages to get back to a vertical base again, staggering as she goes, right into an Alabama slam from Cashe! And he goes for the cover. 1…2…NO!

Undeterred, Cashe brings her back to her feet and whips Annie hard into the corner. and he’s right up on her before she has a chance to react. He snaps a knife edge chop across her chest! Then another and another but his eyes are wide with excitement as he was more focused on the jiggle that came after the chops. Fans in the audience noticed too, some laughing, some booing or cheering but Annie threw up a knee into Cashe's 'excited' parts to end it. She spins out of the corner and shoves him into her former position. Her knife edge chops were harder, had more pop and snap to them. Not but a few and Cashe's chest was red. Annie looking at his chest, sees his only remaining nipple and reaches to pinch it! Cashe screams in pain and reacts accordingly by grabbing for hers and twisting it!

Zellor howls in pain as Cashe grabs hold of the other nipple, twisting that one even harder. Zellor tries to get away, trying to pry Cashe’s hands off her chest. She’s unsuccessful, but Cashe eventually releases his grip anyway and follows up by delivering a boot to the gut that drops Zellor to all fours. Jason moves across, standing over the fallen Zellor with a leg either side of her torso as he sticks one of his own fingers in his mouth. The crowd cheering in anticipation for what's to come, ready to see Annie get a taste of her own medicine, as Cashe leans down and wet willies the champion!

Zellor squeals in horror at the wet willy, scrambling to get away as Cashe grabs her and whips her towards the corner. There, Cashe begins to unload with a series of meathook strikes. The tag champion appears overwhelmed as the larger, more powerful Cashe lands each blow, before the referee finally intervenes. An Irish whip follows, and Zellor is sent from pillar to post. He follows her in – NO! Annie springboards up off the middle turnbuckle and backflips over the oncoming Cashe, who runs chest first into the turnbuckle!

He takes a step back, holding his chest in pain as Zellor leaps up with a dropkick to the back! It sends Jason face first into the turnbuckle, and he turns around to rest in the corner as Annie picks herself up off the mat. She soon runs across the ring, picking up a head of steam as she comes charging back in with a running double knee strike to the chest!

That’s enough to cause Cashe to slump down in the corner, down into a seated position. But Zellor is on the move again, this time charging in with the Sparklebutt to the face of Jason Cashe! But she’s not done. The crowd begin to boo, knowing full well what’s to come as Annie hikes up her Daisy Dukes. A little wiggle just to get the crowd even more riled up, before Annie performs the stinkface!

She pulls her shorts back down, taunting the crowd by licking her finger before she sizzles it on the best butt in wrestling…but their boos turn to cheers as Cashe stands right back up with an excited look on his face. Annie senses this and looks around in horror as Cashe moves towards her. Annie slaps him, but Cashe keeps coming, so she goes for an Irish Whip. Cashe reverses it and sends Annie across the ring. She hits the ropes, springs back at him and Cashe lifts her up in a Pop Up motion and brings her down into an Atomic Drop. Dom tries entering the ring, the referee hurries to stop him and gives Annie enough time to hit a Field Goal kick right to Cashe's nuts. Both of them aching in the groin but Cashe felt it more as he collapses and falls to his side almost in tears. Zellor brings him back to his feet and slams him head first into the turnbuckle.

Annie has Jason Cashe backed into the Tenacious Wrecking Crew corner as she stomps at his midsection, albeit to not much effect. So she makes the tag out to Dom, and the champions have the opportunity to double team Cashe in the corner. They continue stomping a mudhole in his midsection until the referee intervenes, ejecting Zellor from the ring.

Only for Dom to make the tag out to his partner again, and the Tenacious Wrecking crew drop Cashe with a double suplex, before Dom follows up by suplexing Annie onto Cashe! And she hooks the leg for the pin attempt. 1…2…NO!

Zellor slaps the mat in frustration before making the tag out to Dom again. He re-enters the ring and promptly body slams Cashe and holds his legs apart. Zellor is scaling the ropes as Dom holds their opponent on the mat, legs akimbo, and in the perfect position for a diving headbutt to the groin! She rolls out of the ring afterwards, and Harter makes the cover. 1…2…NO! Coral makes the save for her partner. Harter pops back to his feet, taunting Rose as the referee escorts her back out of the ring. The verbal jousting between the pair continues long enough for Cashe to rise back to his feet behind Harter’s back, before he spins the tag champion around.

Cashe and Harter meet in the center of the ring as the two heavyweights begin duking it out. Harter lands a hard right, but Cashe fires one right back. The two men going back and forth, trading blows until it looks like Harter is about to get the upper hand – with the help of an eye poke! The referee admonishes the champion, but Dom is already on the move as he runs back against the ropes for momentum – only for Cashe to bring him crashing down to the mat with a swinging side slam! And the cover by Cashe. 1…2…NO!

Harter throws the shoulder up in time, and Cashe quickly brings him back to his feet shortly after. A knee to the gut doubles Dom over, and Cashe applies a side headlock, before giving Harter a noogie! The crowd laugh and cheer – but Dom isn’t amused! He pushes Jason away and takes a moment to do his again, even going over to the corner to ask Annie what she thinks about it. Zellor just gives him a thumbs up gesture before Harter turns back around to be met by a series of jabs to the face.

A toe kick brings an end to the jab combo, and Cashe doubles his opponent over once more before applying a standing headscissors. He manages to get Dom up into the air, ready for a powerbomb…when the two men start to stagger towards the ropes…and Harter manages to counter with a hurricanrana that sends Jason Cashe out over the top rope, all the way to the outside!

Harter lands on the apron, but rolls back into the ring as he stands up in the center of the squared circle. The Tenacious Little Bastard taking the opportunity to pose for his ‘adoring’ fans, with his arms held out to the sides, before he sets off. Against the near ropes, all the way across the ring to hit the far ropes as he builds up a head of steam, ready for the tope con hilo that takes out Cashe on the outside!

FGA’s soon-to-be 2019 Best High Flyer rolls his opponent back into the ring, before following Cashe into the ring. Harter snaps off the ropes as Cashe rises to his feet. Cashe tries to launch from a kneeling position into a spear but Dom catches him with a knee to the face. Cashe slops down and pushes up, too hard headed to stay down even in a daze. Dom snatches him into a standing side headlock but as he tightens the hold, he releases it and cries out in pain. Holding his man boobie, Dom Harter begins yelling at Cashe for biting and as the referee comes into see the bite, Cashe pops up and dives at Dom, knocking him down with a vicious clothesline. He crawls across for a cover. 1…2…NO!

Cashe feeling big chested, climbs to the middle rope with his back to the turnbuckles. Dom slowly rising to his feet doesn't see Cashe midway up until he turns towards him. Cashe leaps and flips forward from the middle ropes, looking for a Cannonball Attack but Harter counters it, catching Cashe and slamming him down into the canvas with a sitdown powerbomb. No pin attempt though, as Harter lays on the mat and clutches at the back of his head. Cashe begins to stir, rolling onto his front as Coral is calling out for a tag.

Harter snaps back into reality, moving to get back to his feet as Cashe is already up and diving towards the corner. And in comes Coral Rose! Harter lunges forward to meet her, but Coral ducks under the arm and hits the ropes, coming back with the Seduction's Thorn (Spinning Heel Kick)! Down goes Harter, but he’s already beginning to stir as Coral looks at him, sizing him up. Harter stumbles slightly, and Coral grabs Dom by his head, putting him in a Muay Thai clinch. He struggles, but Coral starts to drive her knee into his face. Repeatedly. She does it ten times, and Harter staggers around, before Coral just pushes him back to the mat.

The crowd are fully behind Coral & Cashe now as she bends down to lift Dom up to his feet. But she stops, contemplating what to do, before she decides not to. Instead, she starts stomping down on his body in various spots. The head, the arms, the torso, legs, torso again. She pulls him up some, before leaning in placing a kiss on his forehead. She lets go of him, and Harter slumps back down to the mat as Coral turns around and hits a standing moonsault on him! The cover. 1…2…NO!

Zellor makes the save for her team, and she grabs Coral by the hair. But the former SPW Heavyweight champion turns and bitch slaps the taste out of Annie’s mouth! Rose keeps going, firing off forearm shots to Zellor. But she’s not the legal competitor, Dom is. And he’s beginning to stir Harter grabs Coral from behind, stopping her from wailing on Annie any further. But the German suplex attempt is countered as Coral flips through and lands on her feet. She stumbles back into the corner, and Cashe tags himself in.

He climbs into the ring and starts clobbering Harter with hard right hands. An Irish whip ensues, but Jason doesn’t see the blind tag from Zellor. He catches Dom with a back body drop, sending the FGA Hall of Famer hurtling through the air and down to the mat – but Cashe doesn’t see the Sparkle Princess Special (540 Kick) from behind! Down goes Cashe, and Zellor follows up with a running shooting star press as she goes for the cover. 1…2…NO!

Cashe kicks out in time, and Annie brings him back to a vertical base. Zellor goes for an Irish whip, sending Cashe into the corner as she follows him in with a discus clothesline! It looks like she’s going for I Gots Skillz, but the bulldog attempt is countered in midair as Cashe pushes her away! Annie lands hard on her backside, howling in pain as she shoots up to her feet. But Cashe is already on the move as he rebounds off the ropes with a Mark of J.A.S.O.N Superman punch!

Zellor drops to the mat, and Cashe makes the cover! 1…2…NO! Harter diving in to make the save, and he starts raining down blows on Jason Cashe! The referee tries to intervene, pulling Dom away – before Coral Rose appears on the scene to aid the official. She starts nailing Harter with hard forearm shots, backing him into the corner and drawing the official’s attention as he tries to regain control of the situation.

Meanwhile, Cashe lifts Annie back to her feet as he applies a rear waistlock…only for Annie to rear back with a low blow! The crowd immediately begin to boo as Cashe is doubled over in agony. But their boos only grow louder as, across the ring, Harter rakes the eyes of Coral Rose and dumps her out through the middle ropes. Annie urges her partner to help, and Dom promptly grabs the doubled over Cashe with a double underhook. The referee can’t do anything to stop them at this point, and the Tenacious Wrecking Crew team up to deliver the King Rides By Spike Lifting Double Underhook Piledriver! Annie hooks the leg as Dom stands guard to block off Coral’s advances. 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winners by pin fall and STILL SEATTLE PRO WRESTLING TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...the TENACIOUS—WRECKING—CREW!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Superb showing of Tag Team Wrestling Lou! Superb!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  I agree this match could have went on last and the fans would have left very very happy!

Coral Rose is checking on Jason Cashe who is alert but obviously dissatisfied with the loss. Rose is encouraging him yet Cashe continues to push himself up on his own will and looks to exit the ring without Rose. Rose grabs him on the bicep but Cashe doesn’t take that lightly and instead turns with a balled up fist looking to level Rose but she back pedals tripping and talking on to her bottom. Cashe releases his tightly held fist and looks down at her ‘just leave me alone, I know—you’re sorry but it still sucks’. Rose looks on displeased while the Tenacious Wrecking Crew looks on very pleased with the outcome and celebrates behind the curtain.

CHARLES HUDSON:  Could there be some dissension among the sparring partners of Coral Rose and Jason Cashe?

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Cashe looks like a sore loser right now but you know what Charles...it’s time for some Emerald City Classic semi-Finals action! After the break we kick it off with Mariano Fernandez and A.J. Morales!

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[Robert Daniels]

EMERALD CITY CLASSIC
SEMI-FINALS MATCH
★★★ A.J. MORALES ★★★
vs
★★★ MARIANO FERNANDEZ ★★★

The two wrestlers start off nodding to each other as old acquaintances, and immediately lock up. After a brief struggle, A.J. breaks it up with an European Uppercut that rocks DA #TROLL GUY around, and A.J. follows up from behind... GERMAN SUPLEX! NO! FERNANDEZ LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND MORALES! Morales attempts to turn around but Mariano catches him with a roundhouse that sends him to the mat! Follow up elbow drop by DA #TROLL GUY, but Morales is out of the way, and Mariano hits nothing but canvas! Mariano makes it into a knee before a low dropkick by A.J. lays him low again! Cover by Morales, but DA #TROLL GUY kicks out at two! Morales attempts to force Fernandez to his feet, but DA #TROLL GUY delivers a right - and another! And one more that sends A.J. away and gives him enough time to recover. Mariano takes off running and A.J. goes for a clothesline - NO! Mariano ducks and keeps going! A.J. breaks into a sprint of his own and both wrestlers charge at each other after bouncing off each side off the ropes - DA #TROLL GUY WITH A DROPSAULT THAT CATCHES A.J. SQUARE IN THE CHEST! Cover by Fernandez, but this time A.J. kicks out at two!

A.J. gets up and goes into some sort of kung fu stance we haven’t seen him use before. Manny seems to recognize it and adopts a snakelike stance of his own. The two start exchanging strikes, Morales firing off longer-ranged ones while Fernandez tries to get in close and land fluid, whipping attacks to any joints he can reach. At first, it seems like the Revolution has the upper hand, but Manny manages to snatch Morales’s arm out of the air, reel him in closer, and throw him to the ground with a hip toss! Manny maintains wrist control, dragging Morales towards the nearest corner, but A.J. manages to reverse the grip, pull himself up to his feet, transition to a European headlock, run up the turnbuckles in the corner aaaand...OOH, WHAT A SHIRANUI! Morales makes the cover...ONE! TWO! Kickout at two by Fernandez!

It is Fernandez who attempts to pick up A.J. this time, but as he goes to grab him from behind, A.J. explodes with a spinning backfist that catches him off guard! One more time does Fernandez stagger back, and A.J. launches him to the ropes in an Irish Whip - he goes for the F#QKIN' SLAYERRRRRRRRR! Superkick, but DA #TROLL GUY has held on to the ropes! Mariano rushes to grab his leg, and twists Morales in a picture-perfect Dragon Screw! A.J. lifts himself off the ground but DA #TROLL GUY launches the PELÉ- NO! A.J. ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, and Mariano's kick finds no target! Both wrestlers on their feet once more, and they lock up one more time!

The two combatants struggle for control, with Manny seemingly getting the edge and managing to Irish whip A.J. towards a nearby corner. But instead of running into the turnbuckles as expected, Morales diverts his course to the right and slides out under the bottom rope. A.J. rounds the steps and runs back towards the ring, drawing the Gadfly towards the ropes to investigate—HOLY S#!T! Morales uses the apron to hit a double-jump European uppercut! He gets Manny right upside the jaw, knocking DA #TROLL GUY off his feet! Thinking quickly, Morales climbs to the top turnbuckle, facing out towards the audience as he raises his fist to hype his supporters up...AND HE LEAPS OFF WITH THE LANTERN’S FLIGHT! Will that moonsault put Manny away?...ONE! TWO! NOOOOO! MANNY GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!

Fernandez gives Morales a trollish smirk, laughing as he watches the reality of the ref’s decision sink in. Frustrated, Morales starts to ground-and-pound Manny with elbow strikes, doing so until the referee finally has to break the two up. Seemingly satisfied with his handiwork, A.J. backs up to the corner on the opposite side of the ring, clenches his right hand into a fist, and kisses his ring knuckle. The crowd knows what’s coming, as does Manny, who realizes he’s got a slight cut on his lip from the uppercut and spits the trickle of blood away before pulling himself by the ropes up to his feet. El Supercampeón and DA #TROLL Guy rush the center of the ring, each one clearly looking for a killshot, aaaaand...SMAAAAAAAAASH! Morales throws his famous Superman punch, the Liberator, as planned, but Fernandez manages to step up off the Revolution’s knee and throw his TROLLFACE! Shining Wizard! The two strikes connect at the exact same time, and both men collapse in a heap in the middle of the ring!

Both A.J. and Mariano are down, and the referee starts a ten count! Mariano makes it up at 5, hanging onto the ropes, and drags A.J.'s body right under the turnbuckle. He climbs up and raises a finger up for a huge crowd pop... SHOOTING STAR PRESS LANDS RIGHT ON TARGET! COVER BY DA #TROLL GUY FOR 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner and advancing to the Final of the Emerald City Classic...MARIANO—FERNANDEZ!

CHARLES HUDSON:  I am shocked.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  He’s done it! Mariano Fernandez has defeated the NVR World Heavyweight Champion in a Semi-Final bout to advance to the Finals of the Emerald City Classic!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Morales was my pick Lou! I had Morales from the very beginning but I was wrong. I’ll be a man and admit it!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Mariano Fernandez awaits the winner of our next match. After the break we’ll see Chris Constantine Jr. do battle with Billy Danielson and the winner advances to the finals to face off against Fernandez!

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[Robert Daniels]

EARLIER TODAY...
A handcrafted sign that’s sculpted in the shape of the state of Oregon rests on a stone base as drivers entering the state from the I-5 Oregon/California stateline are greeted by pine trees etched into the sign along the bottom as well as big bold white letters reading “Oregon Welcomes You”. Standing next to the sign, not phased in the slightest by the cars that whiz by is the Seattle Pro World Heavyweight Champion and WTC Destiny Crown Champion Sean Isaac Leonard Kennedy, known as SILK. From his black dress shoes, black dress pants, unbuttoned purple silk shirt all the way to his three framed glasses, SILK is decked out in Fendi literally from head to toe. A purple silk head sash with black designs strung about it rests along his hairline as his hair is perfectly done with not a single hair out of place.

Both the Seattle Pro World Title and WTC Destiny Crown Title are around his waist with the Seattle Pro Title resting above the WTC Title. His Elysium and Southside Tag Titles are noticeably absent but it seems this occasion didn’t require them for obvious reasons - his match at Mainstream 24. SILK looks up at the sign and begins to speak without glancing back at the camera, sure of himself being audible enough for it to pick up.

SILK: Am I though?

A slight scoff escapes SILK as he’s obviously questioned whether he’s welcomed in Oregon with Mainstream 24 is taking place tonight in Portland.

SILK: See ya’ll ain’t foolin’ ya boi. Not only am I the first ever African American to hold both the Seattle Pro World Heavyweight Championship and WTC Destiny Crown Championship, I’m also someone who knows his history, after all, knowledge is power but really how many of y’all are surprised? For real though?

SILK turns his head towards the camera now, the usual smile showing his pearly whites is wiped from the slate and in its place is a stern, nonsensical look.

SILK: Admit it, most of y’all know the avenues ya boi was gettin’ bread in before he was dippin’ in some of the finest gold this sport has to offer and one of the hottest stars on the come up over the last year and a half, so y’all probably wrote me off, thinkin’ all I do is keep nose in pussy, when would I have time to put my nose in a book? I’m just a paid Malcom X - gettin’ green by any means necessary.

Now turning his body fully towards the camera’s lens, SILK stands upright besides the sign, as if proving a point with his chest puffed out a bit.

SILK: See, when this State joined the Union of these United States, Oregon forbid African Americans from livin’ inside these borders. Hell, as progressive as a city like Portland claims to be it’s current population is 72% caucasian compared to 6% African American and ya boi will be walkin’ in to defend two major championships seen as a top star in a worldwide industry, who believe it or not, some of these youths look up to. Like ‘em I was raised by a single parent, had to hit the concrete at an early age to get that income to help my moms out who was already workin’ two jobs and couldn’t afford to cop me those J’s, so I had to man up and do it himself. Guess some of y’all woulda rather me be out here slangin’ to your kids and causin’ OD’s in the streets than what I do cause that’s cooler and more culturally accepted especially for a young African American from my upbringin’ but that’s besides the point.

The seriousness continues to seep from every pore of SILK as his eyes seem to be piercing through his frames.

SILK: So I ain’t playin’ games tonight, this shit is as serious as it gets to me cause I feel the weight of so many on my shoulders as ya boi goes to defend what he earned against two people who ain’t got the right to stake claim to mine but wanna take it anyways. Amira, we got our past, we shared some of the best moments of each other’s lives by each other’s sides from tokin’ and mockin’ that fool for comparin’ ‘em to MJ and Spidey, to westlin’ ‘round the world as a team, specifically at Billy Danielson Wins In The End, to rippin’ up clubs the night before, havin’ a wild night back at the hotel room and then winnin’ or defendin’ gold the next day and repeatin’ the process all over. Shit was wild. She was my heart. But there’s a lot of was’ there and now? She on some next shit with the band of morons who make the three stooges look intelligent, the Conglomerate, while I’m takin’ over the tag game with Thot Chocolate. Didn’t want our paths to cross like this baby girl but it is what it is and I won’t let it be what it ain’t - you as WTC Destiny Crown Champion.

He takes a step down from next to the sign, down to even ground closer to the road. SILK looks back once more at the sign welcoming people to Oregon and then back towards the camera.

SILK: Poe, as much as my relationship with Amira is filled with was’, my rivalry with you is just filled with never will’s like you never will beat me, you never will take my Seattle Pro Heavyweight Title and you never will redeem that night where I took the WTC Destiny Crown Championship from you in the middle of the ring before you even had a chance to celebrate your victory to win it in the first place. Maybe you should just SLASH your whole schtick, I swear, you supposed to be big, bad and strikin’ fear in the hearts of men yet, you out here publically bein’ made to look bad by those you try to circle jerk, hopin’ by givin’ them a lil’ tug they’ll give you a lil’ rub. If you kiss one more ass your lips ‘bout to turn into butt cheeks themselves. Did I wanna get that last dub over you the way I did with CCJ gettin’ involved? Nah but let’s be honest, all it did was speed up the inevitability of me whoopin’ your ass and gettin’ that dub anyways. Way I see it, you ain’t nothin’ but a third wheel in this match Eddy and that shit ‘bout to pop along with you dreams of beatin’ Sean Isaac Leonard Kennedy or takin’ any drip of gold off of my waist.

SILK stops and looks towards his right.

SILK: Now, if you’ll excuse me, I got the most caucasian populated city in the United States  of Amerikkka to defend these two Titles in against a Muslim woman and some dude who wears makeup and has an emo/batti boi complex. This should go over good.

SILK turns to his right as the camera stays stationary and begins crossing the state line, walking into Oregon with his gold and his status in the wrestling industry proudly intact. Fade to black.

[Robert Daniels]

EMERALD CITY CLASSIC
SEMI-FINALS MATCH
★★★ BILLY DANIELSON ★★★
vs
★★★ CHRIS CONSTANTINE JR. ★★★

The bell rings and both men stand in the middle of the ring. But instead of tangling it up, the two just talk it out. Chris seems to be sad as he tries to reason with Billy and Billy trying to reason with Chris on who should take the pin. Eventually Chris pats Billy on the shoulder and gives him a quick hug before laying on the mat and telling Billy to pin him. Billy looks on and can’t believe that this is happening as the fans around start to boo. Billy is a little bit hesitant at first but slowly gets down and pins Chris.

But Billy only gets a two count as Chris gets Billy into a small package and nearly gets a three. Billy kicks out but is immediately met with a shining wizard by CCJ. Constantine goes for another pin but Billy kicks out at two again. Not letting up, Chris goes for a Figure Four but Billy kicks him out of the ring. Chris slaps the apron and holds his hands in his hair as Olivia comforts his man. Billy looks at Chris and can’t believe what Chris just tried to pull off as Chris mouths the words I’m sorry, over and over again.

Billy holds the ropes open for Chris, and Chris walks through them semi-trusting his friend. He shouldn’t have though, as Billy catches him mid step, making the middle rope hit CCJ in the groin and following up with a Chicago Blackout knee strike! Chris falls to the mat, and Billy almost gets the 3, but Olivia puts Chris’ foot on the ropes. Billy looks at her angrily, as he gets to his feet, he whips CCJ into the ropes, but CCJ ducks the lariat and baseball slides out to his wife. She checks on him, and gives him a kiss, before getting back in the ring.

Billy tries to bum rush him, but Chris is ready. He does his “One High Spot” as he goes to dropkick Billy, but Danielson side steps. Billy grabs Chris’ leg, and puts him in the single leg boston crab. Chris is able to get close enough to the ropes for Olivia to pull him the rest of the way. Billy doesn’t let go though, he just yanks CCJ off of the ropes, and locks him in a Stretch Muffler, damaging the same leg from before. Chris is able to break free, but Billy is able hit a Blue Thunder Bomb before stumbling into the corner.

Chris holds his back as he withers in pain on the mat. Getting on his hands and knees, Chris begs Billy to take it easy on him. Billy doesn’t give Chris the chance as he grabs Chris by the hair. Chris immediately goes for a finger poke but Billy blocks it by putting his hand up,Three Stooges Style. Billy gives a chuckle as he knows this move oh so well from Constantine, but Constantine surprises Billy by taking left hand and pokes him in the left eye. Billy grabs his face and Chris immediately sends Billy to the ropes with a Drop Kick. Billy bounces back and is met with a spinning spine buster by Constantine.

Constantine only gets a two but as soon as Billy kicks out he immediately puts Billy into a headlock. For what seemed like an eternity for wrestling fans, Chris wore Billy out with that never ending headlock, but suddenly, Billy found his second wind. Back suplex to CCJ brings the separation Billy needs. Billy gets to his feet, feeling a comeback coming on, and begins to just tear into Chris. A couple of Shoulder tackles, followed by an Imperium uranage and a Chicago Blackout. Billy covers, but somehow, Chris Constantine is able to get his shoulder up at 2.99.

Billy tosses Chris into the corner turnbuckle and looks to deliver a Clothesline, but Chris pulls the referee in front of him at the last second. As Billy splashes into the corner, the referee softened the blow for Chris as the referee takes most of the impact. The referee falls to the ground and Billy can’t believe what just happened as he tries to wake up the referee. Shaking off the cobwebs, Chris comes up from behind and hits Billy with a running neck breaker. Chris takes a breather as he tries to think up something, but his wife comes up with a plan for him as she pulls out a brass knuckle from her cleavage and slides it into the ring.

Chris grabs it and looks at it as a cocky grin consumes his face. But the grin soon goes away as he looks at his friend who’s starting to make his way up to his feet. Putting the brass knuckles on his hand, Chris stands up and starts to size up his opponent. As Billy gets up and turns around, instead of a brass knuckle shot to the face, he’s met with a huge hug by Constantine. Billy is confused at first but the two slowly start to hug it out as the fans start a “HUG IT OUT ” chant.

Chris breaks the hug, and Billy expects to get attacked, but instead Chris raises the hand of Billy and shots that “HE’S THE FACE OF SEATTLE PRO!” Billy gives a cocky grin as he takes in the cheers but Chris goes to hit Billy with his brass knuckles. Billy feels it coming, and ducks the attack. Billy grabs Chris’ hand that has the brass knuckles, and twists it behind Chris’ back. Billy lifts him in the air on his shoulders for the ChIraqi Submission, as Chris screams he was just kidding. Billy doesn’t care though, as he continues to inflict pain on his friend, who taps out almost instantaneously!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner and advancing to the Final of the Emerald City Classic...BILLY—DANIELSON!

CHARLES HUDSON:  The stage is set Lou!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  You’re right Charles! Danielson versus Fernandez in the Finals of the 2019 Emerald City Classic with a shot at the Seattle Pro Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship and a sizable cash bonus!

CHARLES HUDSON:  Danielson has to be the favorite Lou! He’s a Grand Slam Champion and soon to be Hall of Famer!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  You’re absolutely right Charles can’t argue with that. Constantine Jr. put out a valiant effort but his underhanded tactics bit him in the rear this time. Let’s take our final commercial break and return with our Triple Threat Main Event!

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[Robert Daniels]

LIVE via SATELLITE...
A candle lights a familiar room and we see the picture of the tiger and the dragon flickering in the dark. The room is suddenly lit up and a thin man wearing walks into view and swats the candle off the table before addressing the camera.

“The name is Riel, and if you don’t know I am yet, don’t worry because I’ll be seeing a lot of me in the near future.”

He looks around him and shakes his head.

“This is why he needs me! I love the guy, but seriously did he think this was a good idea. I mean, COMMON ON, no one in the western world gives a damn what you’re saying in Japanese and Google wouldn’t even translate the damn promos properly for anyone to understand. But that, ladies and gentlemen if why I’m here, with me at his side he’s going to bring this company to its knees and rock it right down to its foundation.”

He smiles mischievously the camera.

“What’s that? Who’s this ‘he’ I keep taking about? Well you ignore bunch of morons, let me make it so clear even a blind man could see it. Eli F’N Buchanan is on his way back to Seattle Pro Wrestling and he’s got only one goal in mind. Take back from him what was stolen and if anyone gets in his way, well they’re got get burnt.”

Riel pulls a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. Grabbing the candle off the ground, he lit the cigarette and tossed the candle over his shoulder.

“The dragon is coming back to reclaim his layer, and none of you are safe.”

He takes a long drag on the cigarette and blows the smoke in the direction of the camera before turning and walking out of the room. As the scene fades the camera focuses back on the picture of the dragon on the wall.

[Robert Daniels]

MAIN EVENT

SEATTLE PRO WRESTLING
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
&
WTC
DESTINY CROWN CHAMPIONSHIP
★★★ SILK (C) ★★★
vs
★★★ AMIRA KASSOURI ★★★
vs
★★★ EDDY POE ★★★

The bell rings to start the match and off the bat SILK and Amira turn on Poe. They jump him and just proceed to hammer him with rights and lefts until he drops to the mat. They then begin stomping away at him and use their feet to push him out of the ring under the bottom rope. After Poe flops out, Amira and SILK stand up and turn around to face each other in a ring for the first time since they both went their own ways. Nothing is said but their seems to be an awkward tension like neither one really wanted this. They circle each other and lock up with SILK getting the advantage. SILK backs Amira up into the corner but instead of laying into her with fists or knife edged chops he backs off of her. This seems to visibly frustrate Amira as she obviously doesn’t want him to hold back so she walks up to SILK and gets in his face. Amira eventually shoves him a few steps back. She then moves in and throws a right but he catches her by the wrist. Amira tried throwing a left but against SILK catches her by the wrist. SILK smiles at her, turns her around and proceeds to toss Amira backwards over his head and drops her on her neck with a nasty Straight Jacket German Suplex!

Eddy charges back in but right into a spinning backfist from SILK. Poe hits the deck with a thud and SILK swiftly locks him in the Twist Turner for an early submission attempt. He steps around to face away from his writhing victim but Amira is there to hit him with a dropkick to the jaw. Looking dazed, SILK releases the hold and trips backwards over Eddy. With her opponents struggling to their knees, Amira runs the ropes for some extra momentum before landing a crossbody splash onto both of them. She quickly covers SILK. 1 - Poe drags Amira off by her leg. Poe has her up, throwing a big haymaker in Amira's direction but AK-47 uses her catlike agility to duck under it and then bounce off the ropes behind him. Before The Slasher can turn round in time, Amira hits the back of his leg with a chop block. But it doesn't drop the big man, he just staggers a few paces. She aims another kick to the ankle and this time he drops to one knee. She aims an imaginary rifle at him and the crowd explodes - knowing what happens next. LAPIDA - NO!! Eddy gets his forearms up to block her lethal finishing kick. Amira's eyes narrow as she jabs the end of her boot at his groin instead. She runs the ropes again - this time the opposite side - and hits a running bicycle knee strike.

Amira and SILK now circle one another - both glancing at Eddy Poe laying on the mat - before Amira suddenly lunges forward with a kick to SILK's knee. With the champion stunned for a moment, she twists forward again - looking to connect with a spinning heel kick - but SILK ducks it and hoists her up onto his shoulders for an Olympic slam. It's Bare Back - NO! Amira clutches onto SILK's neck and shifts her weight, driving him into the canvas head-first with something like a tornado DDT. SILK rolls forward into a seated position but with his head slumped. Amira doesn't waste any time - LAPIDATION - NO! SILK falls to the mat on his right side from exhaustion causing Amira to miss!

Amira then turns around to greet Eddy Poe who is standing in front of her immediately with some kicks to his legs, one after the other, until Eddy is down on Both knees. Amira runs to the ropes, comes right back, and crushes Eddy in the head, knocking him to the ground. Amira goes to pin Eddy Poe only to be tripped by SILK who is still lying on the ground. As Amira and SILK attempt to fight each other off, Eddy’s lifeless body suddenly sits up and stares at his two opponents. SILK has Amira trapped against the turnbuckle, raining down on her with punches. With AK-47 looking dazed, he pulls her back into the center of the ring and lifts her up for a brainbuster but Amira somehow manages to slip down his back. SILK spins round but Amira sends him tumbling to the floor with a legsweep. She hones in on the same ankle of SILK's with a few vicious stomps before clamping in the Algerian Deathlock with a roar. But as SILK reaches towards the ropes in vain, Poe is right there again to punt Amira in the ribs. She rolls off clutching her side as Eddy advances - but only into a drop toe-hold. She begins wrenching his ankle but SILK clatters into her from behind with a forearm smash to break the attempt.

With Amira down and out, Eddy and SILK find themselves face to face. They begin exchanging a fury of rights and lefts until Poe is backed up against the ropes. SILK bounces him off of them and as Poe comes off of the opposite ropes SILK slings him into the air with a massive back body drop. The force of Poe hitting the mat pops him up onto his ass as he clutches his lower back. SILK takes advantage by running in and nailing a painful looking front dropkick to the back of Poe’s head that sends him flipping forward onto his chest, now lying next to Amira. SILK walks over to the turnbuckle, turning his back to his downed opponents but watching them over his shoulder as they both start to stir. As Amira and Eddy get to their feet SILK leaps up to the top turnbuckle and flips around, springboarding towards them and dropping both Amira and Eddy with a double “Your Girl’s Rebound” [Top Rope Rebound Lariat]! SILK lays an arm over each downed opponent for a double pin...1...2...3-NO! Double kick out by both challengers!

SILK makes his way to the turnbuckle, climbing uptop, waiting for both of his opponents or even one of them to rise up. Poe is first to his feet and so SILK soars off the top rope for a crossbody onto Eddy Poe, knocking Poe down. Eddy keeps his hands on SILK though and rolls backwards, lifting SILK off the ground. Ed looks over to Amira who has rolled outside to catch her breath while Eddy and SILK went at it and then Poe rushes over to toss SILK at her, taking her out. As SILK and Amira began to get to their feet, Eddy Poe gives the death metal roar to the crowd, before running to the opposite side of the ring, bouncing off the ropes, and then leaping right over the top rope for a suicide dive, splashing onto everyone below. Poe picks both of them up by their hair, tossing one in after the other under the ropes before sliding in himself.

Amira and Eddy are now both going at it as SILK starts to get up. Eddy downs Amira with a snap suplex and pops back up, looking to pounce back onto her but instead is met by a loud, cracking superkick across his jaw from the SILKY Smooth One! The impact causes Poe to fall backwards but he catches himself on the middle rope. As he pops back up, SILK runs to the set of ropes to the right of Eddy, jumps up to the top rope and springboards back towards Poe, delivering a nasty and thunderous Disaster Kick to Poe’s jaw that sends him over the top rope. Eddy falls to the outside and SILK backs up but as he does Amira is up to her feet. SILK runs full speed towards Eddy, clotheslining Amira on the way which turns her inside out but SILK keeps running and jumps through the ropes hitting Poe with a huge Tope Suicida! Poe and SILK crash into the barricade with Eddy taking the brunt of it. SILK eventually gets up, bringing Poe with him and tosses him back into the ring under the rope with SILK sliding in behind him.

Amira grabs Poe and decides to work with SILK once more as Eddy Poe is set up in the tree of woe with Amira and SILK taking turns giving Eddy kick after kick in the corner. Out of nowhere, Amira goes for the Roll Up on SILK, only for him to slip out attempt a schoolboy. Amira then slips out of this, before locking SILK into a sleeper hold. SILK calls for the power of the crowd, their cheers helping SILK get to his feet with Amira still locking in the sleeper. Eddy Poe, who has climbed to the second rope while this all went on, dives off to clothesline both of his opponents out of their predicament. Poe has SILK back up only to put him right back down down after a few stiff forearm shots and a DDT. Poe starts kicking away at the WTC and Seattle Pro Champion. Amira comes in to grab Poe by the shoulder but he turns around and clocks her as hard as he can, sending her back down to the mat. Poe goes to turn back to SILK who kicks Poe as hard as he can from the ground in the knee cap that causes it to buckle, bringing Eddy down to his other knee. SILK pops up and does a quick five step run before almost taking Eddy’s head off with a stiff bicycle knee strike. SILK heads to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top. He takes a deep breath and soars off the top rope with a Five Star Frog Splash! The impact sends SILK straight up into the air and off of Poe but he crawls back towards the downed Poe and hooks the leg! 1...2...Amira breaks up the pin just in time stopping a sure three count!

SILK and Amira have made it to the top rope after a feisty scrap while Poe remained down from the frog splash, trading blows as Amira is attempting a superplex off of he tope rope. Suddenly Eddy returns and clubs Amira in the back, multiple times, before easing his way under her to get into the powerbomb position. The audience starts to get hot as Eddy pulls down and sets in motion the infamous Tower of Doom. Both Amira and SILK land hard on the mat to the cheers of the crowd as DEddy goes to pin SILK...1...2...KICKOUT! Amira and Poe are now going back and forth after she gets up but SILK starts to stir, rises to his feet and comes in with a double clothesline to take both Amira and Eddy out. Poe gets up first slowly and SILK sees this so he heads onto the apron quickly and springboards up, leaping off and dropping Poe back down with a Meteora! SILK heads to the opposite side as he notices Amira moving and goes out onto the apron. Kassouri is up and turns around to be met by SILK coming off the top rope with another springboard Meteora, this time getting even more air than he did before on Poe! SILK stays on top of Amira as she crashes to the mat, pinning her shoulders to the mat with his knees as the referee makes the count! 1...2...3–NO! Poe beaks it up with a desperate clothesline that sends SILK backwards to the mat!

Eddy Poe brings SILK to his feet only to be hit with a forearm shot that leads to both men trading forearms back and forth with Eddy eventually getting the upper hand and knocking SILK back to the ropes where he catches himself. Amira rushes in for an attack, but Eddy turns around, grabs Amira, and throws her into SILK who now holds her in the front headlock position. Eddy runs to the ropes, comes back, and crashes into SILK with a spear causing SILK to simultaneously DDT Amira. Eddy has Amira by her hair, lifting her off the ground, dragging her to the ring ropes and forcing her face into the camera of one of the camera men. Eddy yells “This is what you wanted Robb!” Eddy then lifts Amira up by her throat and tosses her over the top rope and onto the outside floor. Eddy now turns his focus back to SILK once more.

Eddy rocks SILK with a nasty elbow to the head and slaps a palm across his throat. Here comes the chokeslam - NO! Amira is back in and comes from behind with another chop block, inadvertently saving the champion. Like something from a kung-fu movie, Amira takes Poe to the floor with a roundhouse and then swings round to catch SILK with one as he rises up. AK-47 rushes to the turnbuckle and pulls herself up onto the top rope in a feat of athleticism. She leaps backwards, executing a stunning moonsault, but Eddy gets his knees up in time. While Amira rolls around holding her stomach, Eddy Poe goes right after SILK again with clubbing blows.

Discuss chop from Eddy to SILK and the champion goes down before rolling to the outside. Amira using the ropes to slowly pull herself up, Eddy watches from the opposite corner. The buzz in the arena is building as fans know The Slasher is looking to for his signature spear. As she gets to both feet, he runs towards AK-47 but he’s cut off at the pass by Silk with a devastating clothesline from hell that levels Poe and he rolls under the bottom rope. Constantine Jr. hops the guard rail and grabs Eddy Poe by the wrist and ankle pulling him out into the ringside floor. The official warns him and he backs away pretending to not be involved. Meanwhile Kassouri steps back and takes a single before charging at Silk with a v-trigger! She looks round for Poe but notices Constantine Jr. at ring side with Poe nowhere to be seen so she grabs hold of Silk’s arms, lifts them back as far as she can with her limited upper body strength, then stomps down onto the back of his head. This curb stomp sends shudders through the arena. We haven't seen Amira use this before but she collapses onto the Dual Champion and hooks his leg for 1...2...3!

GRAHAM STEVENS: Your winner by pin fall and NEW WTC DESTINY CROWN CHAMPION...AMIRA—KASSOURI!

CHARLES HUDSON:  She’s done it!

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Ladies and Gentlemen, our former World Television Champion is the new WTC Destiny Crown Champion! Congratulations Amira Kassour!

Constantine Jr. now accompanied by his wife Olivia begins putting the boots to Eddy Poe at ringside in which he had just cost him his last opportunity at the World Heavyweight Championship.

CHARLES HUDSON: This is completely unfair for Eddy Poe. Constantine Jr is just bitter about his loss earlier tonight so he didn’t want Poe to get any closer to success than him.

MCKAYLA LEWIS:  Ladies and Gentlemen we’ve had a great night here at Mainstream 24! Congratulations to Billy Danielson and Mariano Fernandez on advancing to the finals of the ECC and Amira Kassouri for her achievement. We’ll see you all next weekend as we induct the inaugural Hall of Fame Class and find out the winner of the 2019 Emerald City Classic at MAINSTREAM 25! Good night!

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