LAYING DOWN THE LAW
Click.
Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
There’re no fireworks. No music.
We open cold to the middle of the ring with Scott Sterling. The Authority stands with a microphone, surrounded by noise from the crowd. Even commentary is silent.
“Last week at Anarchy Rulez, there were startling developments. Nox has a golden ticket and is now an official member of the Old School Wrestling roster,” he announces to boos from the sold out crowd. “But he can’t keep a Championship that doesn’t belong to him and at Invasion, he will face off against the NXT Level Champion; whomever that may be.”
The crowd cheers.
TGIF suddenly bursts into the arena, cutting Sterling off and sending the crowd into boos as the music plays.
When the verse goes “The world is run by maniacs”, Narcissa steps out with a microphone and makes her way to the ring.
Scott stands defiantly, awaiting her presence alongside him.
“You don’t get it, do you Scotty?” She asks with a shrug, adjusting her Double Feature Championship. “The Uprising are going to take over Zeus’ baby and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”
“Is that so?” He asks back, straining his neck brace to look at her sideways. “I’ve been thinking about that, Narcissa. Anarchy Rulez proved how much anarchy you and your rag tag band of ragamuffins can cause. I’d be remiss if I let it continue. Therefore, I’m going to offer you a deal.”
That piques her interest, so she listens intently.
“I’ll ratify every active member of the Uprising roster into the OSW roster, under one condition,” he says, lifting a finger. “They won’t be arrested, and they won’t be sent back to Deathrow. The contract they sign will be iron clad and signed off by Zeus and the Pantheon themselves. But at Ring of Dreams, you’ll need to join and pick three other competitors from your Uprising compatriots to face off against my best four.”
Narcissa smirks.
“And if you lose, all of you leave OSW for good or get shot on sight.”
The fans gasp. They can’t believe the stipulation. Balenciaga thinks about it for a moment before leaning in smugly.
“You’re on!” She enthusiastically agrees.
The fans go wild.
Sterling now smiles.
“Good. Now that business is out of the way, I have some matches to make. First things first, CJ Thorpe will face Jackson Cade, one on one, at Invasion!”
The crowd, still cheering from before, somehow raise their voices even louder after that announcement.
“And you Narcissa will get a taste of your own medicine,” he announces with a stern raised eyebrow. “Because you’ll be joining the Invasion Match alongside Felix Foley, Doom, Harold Attano, The Yellow Python and Blaze! Let’s see how you like an Invasion, shall we?”
With the crowd on their feet and Narcissa chuckling, Sterling’s music hits for the first time and he begins to make his way to the backstage.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to NXT Level! What the hell have we just witnessed?
NICK DIAMOND: Scott Sterling has done the unthinkable. He’s invited the Uprising onto the OSW roster. This is going to be carnage!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: What about those Invasion and Ring of Dreams announcements? I can’t believe it.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Once again folks we head into league contention with an Omega League matchup where this matchup may well be make or break for one of its opponents Nick
NICK DIAMOND: Right there Johnny, if Colt loses here, he should consider himself done and dusted from the Spartan Cup.
The bell sounds as Colt explodes out of the corner with a brutal Negative Exposure Pump Kick that nearly knocks Attano out cold there and then. Attano staggering up to his feet into a stiff right hand before Colt grabs him in a headlock,
JOHNNY GOMEZ: B-ROLL! Rolling Cutter spikes Attano into the mat as Colt is all over him in these opening moments of this contest, Colt desperately needing those three points to stay in this tournament.
Colt doesn’t cover, instead pulling Attano up to his feet, dropping him down to the canvas with a double arm suplex before heading up to the top rope. Ramsey looking for something big as Attano slowly stumbles up to his feet
NICK DIAMOND: NOPE! Attano moves just out of the way of that attempted crossbody as Colt hits nothing but canvas. One mistake there Johnny that will surely cost him here against someone like Mr Nobody
Colt staggers up to his feet, clearly dazed by that failed aerial maneuver as he stumbles forward with a clothesline that Attano ducks under
JOHNNY GOMEZ: VENOMOUS HEADSHOT! Attano with that deadly Scorpion/Superkick combination and from how glassy eyed Colt is, that may be all she wrote here Nicky.
Attano grabs Colt in a headlock but Ramsey resists the trip to the mat with a stiff elbow to the side, loosening his grip just enough to let Colt slip behind, grabbing the Full Nelson
NICK DIAMOND: FIT TO…ONE SHOT ONE KILL! Attano with that diamond cutter out of nowhere as he collapses onto Ramsey, Mills quickly beginning the count of one…two…threee!!! And just like that, Attano sends Colt packing to the losers corner.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Harold Attano leaves here tonight with 6 points, and unless a miracle happens in the last round, Colt Ramsey is out of the Spartan Cup with that loss tonight.
WINNER: HAROLD ATTANO
POINTS: 3
DEATHWATCH
El Mariachi Muerte stands in a dark room. John the Revelator stands before him, his eyes burning with a fervor that matches the importance of his message.
NICK DIAMOND: This guy gives me the creeps, Gomez.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: He’s a man on a mission, Nicky. No one is going to stand in his way.
“The Uprising is striking hard at OSW,” John’s voice is a controlled blend of urgency and resolve. “We were caught in the crosshairs at Anarchy Rulez. They’re no longer just an annoyance; they’re a legitimate threat. A thorn in our side that could unravel everything we’ve worked for.”
El Mariachi Muerte listens intently.
“They’re relentless,” John continues, his hands clenched as if to physically grasp the problem. “But we knew our path wouldn’t be without its obstacles. We need to retaliate, to send a clear message that we are not to be trifled with.”
Muerte’s eyes narrow slightly, and his voice carries a calm certainty. “I know what to do.”
John nods. “I had no doubt. Just remember, we’re not just fighting battles; we have a mission to uphold. We should not deviate from finding the fifth key. The other Horsemen have their own missions. This is yours alone. Our response needs to be precise, devastating.”
Death turns, moving towards the exit. “Consider it done, jefe,” he asserts.
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: What does the Horsemen of Death have in store for the Uprising?
NICK DIAMOND: How is he even going to find them!?
NICK DIAMOND: This is gonna be a helluva fight, Apokalypsis versus The Pool Boys via Drewitt taking on Doom for the coveted Sparta Cup Points in the Theta League.
Referee Stanton calls for the bell and we’re underway Doom launching himself at War looking for the…
GORE!
GORE!!
GORE!!!
GO-COUNTERED BY THE MONSTER INTO A MASSIVE GUTWRENCH SUPLEX!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Doom, looking to start the match off with a MASSIVE SPLITTER only to go flying himself!
Drewitt peels The World Ender off the canvas only looking to drive him back down with the Implant DDT!
SIGHTSEER!
AVOIDED BY A SLY KNEE TO THE GROIN WHICH GOES UNDETECTED BY MILLS STANTON AS DOOM’S POSITIONING HIDES THE BLOW.
NICK DIAMOND: A bit of dirty pool from the Pool Guy!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Ah, it’s Pool Boy, Nick.
Drewitt drops to one knee as Doom hits the ropes rushing back full force thinking Knee Trembler to the Skull…
THE SCRAMBLER!
IS DEFLECTED BY DREWIT WHO FUCKING GERMAN SUPLEXES THE DOCTOR FROM WAR’S GODDMAN KNEES!
NICK DIAMOND: BOTH MEN HAVE A RESPONSE FOR EVERYTHING!
Doom’s momentum carries him back up against the ropes and Drewitt sees his opening.
GOOZ-FUCKING-LE!
But Doom grabs the ropes as Stanton calls for the break…
Drewitt refuses only to have Mills Stanton knock his hand away!
Allowing Doom, the opening with a Sudden Snap DVD up and down in a heartbeat with IMPEDING DOOM!
Quickly into the cover as Mills gets into position.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: With one quick move and one small error, Doom capitalized, taking home the points!
WINNER: DOOM
POINTS: 3
DEATHWATCH
“PRAISE BE TO ZION!” comes the charismatic shriek from the Reverend himself. That familiar call to arms that we’ve come to hear often.
“PRAISE BE TO ZION!” comes the chant back at him, his congregation rowdier than ever. And that’s because they’re celebrating, as a new member is in their midst, chanting along with them.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: There he is, the intrepid Colt Ramsey.
NICK DIAMOND: And it looks like he’s stuck to his word, he’s at one with the Church of Zion now!
“Now, you lovely folks don’t need reminding how we welcome newcomers round here, I can see that. But for those of you who might be a little tired, might have celebrated a little too much, what I like to do is give them a moment to speak to y’all HOLIEST of congregations, then welcome them in properly, as He would want us to do.”
The Lion of Zion brings up Colt in full view of the Church.
“Go ‘head boy…” he encourages.
“I’m Colt Ramsey, and I’m here because I got lost. My job was my life and when I lost it I didn’t know what to do. I was a mess. I staggered around with no purpose. And Zion shone down on me and walked me right to a flyer for this very church!” he starts. “And now here I am, devoting everything I have left to Zion.”
Lionel Troy smirks.
“And now, for your biiig welcome, son. Welcome to paradise!”
He pushes him into the crowd, who begin to hug him and shake his hand, as a chorus of gospel singing rings in the background. Troy, meanwhile, has dipped behind the curtain next to his pulpit. There’s a loud sniffing sound and as his head pops into view from below, there’s a dusting of something on his top lip, which he quickly rubs off.
“Oh, BABY, it’s a good day!” he shouts, before heading back into the party.
Cut.
SOMETHING YOU WANT
A hazy glow fills the air. We find ourselves in an unfamiliar surrounding. Non-descript, the haze making it difficult to see around us. Luther Grim lies on the ground, slowly stirring into consciousness.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Last we saw of Luther Grim, Nox made off with his title.
NICK DIAMOND: He was smoked out and left for dead.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Now we find him, somewhere, and his predicament hasn’t seemed to have improved much at all.
Holding his head, Luther Grim sits up.
“Where am I?”
Grim stumbles to his feet, pushing himself wearily off the ground. He muses to himself, trying to work things out.
“I remember… walking. I had to get out of there, away.”
Grim steadies himself, but his attention is soon caught by the sound of breathing… through a gas mask.
“I told you I’d be seeing you.” Nox steps through the haze, coming face to face with Luther Grim. “I’m glad to see you’re finally clearing your head. That was quite the concoction, after all.”
Grim balls both fists, even in his haze he readies himself to fight.
“I want my title back. I don’t mind taking it out of your cold, dead hands.”
Nox laughs through his mask, a forced chuckle.
“Oh really? You’ve been wandering aimlessly for days, in a haze of my own doing. I have enjoyed watching you stagger about, trying to find your way back to familiarity.”
Nox raises a small device and aims it at Grim.
“Now, seeing as you enjoyed that dose so much, I wonder how you’d take a different concoction. I’ve been wanting to try this one out for a while now.”
Grim doesn’t even have time to react as a cloud of purple smoke hits him directly in the face. The haze fills the air, with the Hunter trying to swat it away in vain.
“You’re a coward, hiding behind smokescreens and masks. I want that title back, it belongs to me. I earned it.”
But Grim collapses to a knee as he finishes his sentence. Nox closes in on him, holding the NXT Championship before his weary face.
“You mean this? I think I’ll hold onto it. Don’t worry, we will see each other again before too long.”
A wheezy laugh flows from within Nox’s mask as he slips back into the haze of smoke that surrounds Luther Grim.
NICK DIAMOND: He smoked him out again Johnny. Is that stuff legal?
JOHNNY GOMEZ: How is Luther Grim supposed to combat chemical warfare? The poor guy is being toyed with. Nox is definitely making his presence known in OSW.
Luther Grim pushes himself back to his feet, finding his own resolve. Shielding his face from the smoke as best he can, Grim pushes on. Not staggering any more, but determined steps of a man on a mission.
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Up next, Cade takes on the newly named and newly horrifying Blaze! The winner here is all but guaranteed a spot in the next round!
NICK DIAMOND: KINGDOMFALL! BLAZE WITH A SPINNING BACK ELBOW!
The Burning Man unloads on Cade in the corner with a flurry of rights and lefts! Cade defends as best he can and nails Blaze with a harsh uppercut out of the corner! He tries to press his advantage but gets pulled into an exploder suplex! Cade stumbles to his feet as Blaze explodes off the turnbuckle!
NICK DIAMOND: PHOENIX DOWN! DIVING LARIAT!
JOHNNY DIAMOND: NO! THE INCENDIARY ROUND TO THE INCENDIARY MAN! BULLHAMER ELBOW BY CADE!
Blaze is out on his feet and Cade slips behind for a massive German suplex that plants him! Cade rolls through and goes for another! He rolls through for a third but Blaze grabs the ropes! He headbutts Cade and sends him reeling back before hitting a float over DDT that drops Cade! The living inferno forces Cade to his feet!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: THE ENGULFMENT! SPIN OUT POWERBOMB!
NICK DIAMOND: BLOWS TO THE HEAD BY CADE! HE DROPS TO HIS FEET!
Both men begin firing back and forth with massive blows! Cade ducks a back elbow! Blaze catches a haymaker and hits Cade with jab after jab! He forces him back towards the ropes before whipping him to the ropes!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: HOSTILE DOWN! LEAPING SUPERKICK BY CADE RIRGHT TO THE SKULL OF BLAZE!
NICK DIAMOND: THE COP COVERS!
ONE!
…
…
TWO!
…
…
THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Blaze was a house of fire, but Jackson Cade extinguished his flame and his hopes at getting those precious points!
WINNER: JACKSON CADE
POINTS: 3
UNDERFOOT
Igor Mortis strides through the dimly lit corridors of the Mortuary, his footsteps echoing solemnly against the stone walls. He raises an eyebrow, sensing a presence.
“Tombstone?” He calls into the darkness. “Back already?”
Suddenly, a crisp sound shatters the silence—sharp and close. Igor whirls around, on his guard. But as his eyes scan the darkness, he finds only shadows that mock his vigilance. Then, looking down, he discovers the source of the sound: an insect, crushed underfoot, now nothing more than a smear on the cold stone floor.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Don’t let your guard down, Igor.
Before Igor can react, a sinister rustling emanates from the walls.
NICK DIAMOND: Oh, good Zeus!
In an instant, a horde of insects bursts forth, swarming towards him with unnatural ferocity. He recoils, swatting frantically at the air, as the insects cloud around him, their tiny bodies buzzing with malevolent intent. Each movement he makes seems to only invite more of them, as if his desperation fuels their assault.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: This isn’t good, Nicky. We know who controls the insects around here.
NICK DIAMOND: Tombstone won’t take an attack on Igor lightly, either.
From the shadows, a figure watches the scene unfold with a smile playing on their lips.
Gemini.
Stepping forward, she watches with glee as Mortis falls to his knees, swarmed by the black insects, his body covered in their vile legs.
“My weapons may not be as big as yours, but they’re far more plentiful.” Nergal sneers, reaching out a black hand to caress Igor’s cheek. “A god among insects, eh?”
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: What is Gemini going to do with Igor Mortis?
NICK DIAMOND: I think she made it clear what she’s after, Gomez.
CADE FAMILY DINNER, PT I
Jackson Cade.
The officer stands in a civilian uniform, outside a set of doors that lead into what looks like a rather nice family home. He takes a deep breath.
“You can do this,” he mutters to himself.
Another deep breath and he steps inside. There’re pictures adorning the walls of the family; him and CJ, his mom and dad – all celebrating good times they’ve had together.
He walks through the hall towards the lounge, stopping at the entrance.
“Look Jacky, Joey’s home,” his mom says proudly, tears in her eyes.
CJ Thorpe sits in a chair opposite his dad, his mom’s hand proudly placed on his knee. They’re thrilled to see him. It’s been years.
His instinct is torn between fighting and leaving. Jackson doesn’t move. He just stands there, saying nothing and doing likewise.
“It’s good to see you, brother,” Thorpe says in pretence, acting as if everything is normal. Acting as if he didn’t attack his brother just one week ago.
What does Jackson Cade do?
“And you Joey,” he mutters sternly in response.
The tension in the air is palpable. Jackson’s father stands.
“Joey is gonna be staying with us for a while until he gets back on his feet and to celebrate, we’re hosting a weekly family dinner. Your mother has a beautiful pot roast cooking, so take a seat son – relax.”
Jackson walks around the chairs and takes a seat where his father was originally sat. He looks at his brother, who smirks.
Cut.
JOHHNY GOMEZ: Nick, we’re going to see if Luther Grim can stay hot this week as he faces Vision now!
DING! DING!
They’re going for a tie up! No! Luther Grim slaps Vision’s ear!
Vision is startled and Luther Grim slaps the other ear for good measure!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Grim is going after Vision’s hearing!
NICK DIAMOND: Indeed Johhny, he’s making sure Vision can’t use his other senses.
Luther Grim backs up and lines up his target!
GREAT PURSUIT!
NICK DIAMOND: He nailed that spear and it looks like this strategy is working as he makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO! VISION GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Luther Grim backs into the corner and waits for Vision to get up!
Vision is getting to his feet and Luther charges again!
GREAT PUR-NO!
THIRD EYE BLINDED!
JOHHNY GOMEZ: He made the perfect counter to that spear! The double knee facebuster takes out Grim and Vision covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO! GRIM GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
NICK DIAMOND: Both have nailed their finisher and both are still in!
Vision mounts Grim and starts throwing some great ground elbows!
Grim is getting rocked but he grabs Vision’s head and covers the ears!
Vision freaks out a bit as his sonar methods are gone again!
That distraction allows Grim to get up while still covering Vision’s ears!
He pulls Vision’s head down and nails some muay thai inspired knee strikes!
He claps Vision’s ears and runs the ropes!
GREAT PURSUIT!
NO!
THIRD EYE BLINDED!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Vision does another perfect counter and covers!
ONE
TWO
THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: He does it! You don’t need senses when you have intuition!
WINNER: VISION
BURNT IN
Previously Recorded
The bubbling of the Odyssey Pool has long since subsided, but no life can be seen within its murky waters. Destructo Boy sits by the ledge of the pool, waiting.
NICK DIAMOND: Destructo Boy looks like a lost child waiting for their daddy to return.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: He is waiting for his father. He’s waiting to see if the pool worked, or if he just killed his dad.
NICK DIAMOND: Most people would look anxious in that moment, JOHNNY. Destructo Boy looks… Bored.
Destructo Boy’s fingers tap absently on his knee, and he exhales a large sigh. But before he can say anything, there is movement in the pool, and a figure begins to emerge, dragging itself from the waters.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: That is indeed Destructo Boy’s father, but not at all as we’ve come to know him.
NICK DIAMOND: He’s a new man, with what looks like a whole new attitude.
Blaze stands, walking towards his son.
“You’re still here?” He says almost matter of factly, “Are you waiting for some pocket money?”
Blaze reaches out and pulls Destructo Boy to his feet easily. But Destructo Boy backs away almost instantly when Blaze’s head bursts into flame without so much as a warning. He looks disappointedly at the response.
“We need not fear the flames. For within the fire, I see the scales of justice burning. Scales that must be balanced. You were right, boy, only through this can we find who murdered your mother.”
The flames extinguish, and he stands tall, not so much as a scorch mark or any discomfort from the fire.
“Balance must be created. And those that wish to upset the balance of the scales of justice will be burned. Through the fire, I see the way.”
Destructo Boy smiles, shaking the hand of Blaze.
“So, where do we start?”
Again, Blaze’s skull erupts into flames as he ponders, but this time there is no fear in Destructo Boy.
NICK DIAMOND: Is that what he was hiding under those bandages all this time?
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Blaze’s powers have been awoken by the pool, Nicky. I sure as Underworld wouldn’t want to stand in his way.
Blaze turns to his son.
“You go after the biggest injustice of all. A saviour that refuses to save in the time of need… Colt Ramsey and his master, Lionel Troy.”
Blaze leads his son away from the pool, they have preparations to make.
NICK DIAMOND: Oh Johnny! Colt Ramsey is about to have a pocket sized problem on his tail!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: The Church had better batton down the doors and windows!
Cut.
NICK DIAMOND: Big contest here tonight between two men who lost huge title matches last week Johnny, a victory here may well drag them back up to title contention.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Too right there Nick but both men may have other things in mind with the Uprising focusing in on both men.
Felix rushes in as the bell sounds, going for that Big Boot but Lamplight goes low, tripping Foley up throat first on the bottom rope with a lightning fast drop toe hold. Foley staggers up to his feet as Lamplight grabs both wrists, flinging him over head with an almost Judo like Double Wrist Clutch Suplex.
NICK DIAMOND: Lamplight using his technical superiority here, getting a quick one count with that suplex out of nowhere as he keeps hold of the wrists, trying to bridge back with one of those deadly submissions of his.
Foley powers out of the attempted submission, nailing Lamplight with a stiff headbutt that staggers him back before showing him THESE BOOTS ARE MADE FOR BOOTING with a skull rattling Big Boot. Lamplight staggers up as Foley tries to lift him up for the Fallaway Slam
NICK DIAMOND: CRUCIFIX PIN! Lamplight counters Foley with that ultra smooth Crucifix, transitioning back as he tries for that deadly double armbar
Foley manages to slip through thou, nailing Lamplight with a hard knee to the jaw before lifting him up and BUMPING HIS HEAD! Death Valley Driver hits hard as Foley looks for the end here.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Kick to the Gut, Cut The STRINGS! Foley nails that double arm ddt, rolling Lamplight over as he gets the one…two…three and a big victory over a former champion here tonight Nicky
WINNER: FELIX FOLEY
MARKED
We cut backstage, where Narcissa Balenciaga is walking down the hall flanked by Roderick Pym and Harvey Escher.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: There goes part of the Uprising now! After what they did at Anarchy Rulez I can’t help but wonder what they’re scheming next.
NICK DIAMOND: Looks like we’re getting our answer now, Johnny!
Sure enough, the trio stop just outside the door of Sterling’s office. The door swings open, and the Uprising are greeted with a surprise…because the one who steps out is not the Authority, but Harold Attano. Attano stares down Pym, Escher, and then Narcissa.
“You’re a marked woman, you know that?” Attano asks with a chuckle. “After what you pulled last week and hiding my daughters killer from me, I’m going to take all my frustrations out on you during Invasion.”
“Is that so?” replies Narcissa with a smirk. “Let me ask you Harold… you and what army? When I arrive at Invasion, I’m backed by the Uprising. When you arrive at Invasion, who precisely has your back, old timer? As far a I remember, the people of Deathrow were once your people… until you bretrayed them for freedom.”
“You think you know about Deathrow, girl?” Remarks Nobody with a grunt. “You have no idea what it’s like down there. You have no idea what those prisoners are capable of; what these guys who surround you are capable of. If anyone is in over their head, it’s you, little girl.”
With that, Harold Attano shoves past the Uprising trio to make his exit, leaving a confused–possibly even concerned–Narcissa to ponder the challenge laid out.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Narcissa may be biting off more than she can chew here, and she still has our main event to deal with!
Cut.
LEVERAGE
Tombstone’s heavy boots crunch against the gravelly shore as he returns from his solemn duty, ferrying another departed soul across the River’s stygian waters.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Earlier tonight, we saw Gemini assault Igor Mortis.
NICK DIAMOND: What is the World Champ going to do about it?
As he secures the boat, a figure emerges from the shadows.
Gemini.
“Is there a boat reserved for me as well?” she asks, her voice a taunt woven with mischief.
Tombstone meets her gaze. “Do you wish to find out?” he retorts, his tone laced with icy challenge.
Gemini laughs, a sound that dances through the air like the whisper of wind through leaves. “You wouldn’t dare harm a hair on my head,” she declares with confidence, her stance defiant. “I have leverage over you, after all.”
NICK DIAMOND: She’s playing with him.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Don’t respond, Tombstone! She has Igor!
Before Tombstone can respond, Gemini’s form shatters into a cloud of insects, a swarm that buzzes with the vibrancy of life amidst the domain of the dead. They scatter into the night, leaving Tombstone alone on the shore, her laughter echoing in his ears long after her departure.
Frustrated, Tombstone makes his way to the Mortuary. The halls, usually resonant with the echoes of Igor Mortis, stand silent and abandoned.
Something, perhaps resembling fear in his eyes, drives Tombstone to look throughout the Mortuary.
Nothing.
Anger surges through Tombstone, a storm brewing beneath his stoic exterior.
Kneeling, he finds the only evidence of Igor’s kidnapper.
The crushed insect.
“Perhaps you’ll get a boat, yet.” Tombstone mutters.
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: There’s going to be hades to pay for the Horsemen of Pestilence.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: It’s time for your main event! Absolute chaos could unfold tonight, as the Uprising of Narcissa and Redgrave team with The Kingdom’s Blue Shark and Yellow Python to take on the ACA in its entirety!
NICK DIAMOND: I was about to ask if the Uprising and Kingdom can coexist, but they’re arguing about who’s even starting this match!
Mills Stanton finds himself intervening, sternly telling the makeshift quartet to figure who’s coming in…only for the ACA to blindside the lot!
Jasper and Narcissa get sent out of the ring, leaving us with a 4-on-2 situation until the Kingdom send Kleen and PMS out!
Shark uses his agility to send Goode to the corner, leaving us with Boswick and Python to actually start the match!
Boswick charges at the Serpent, who manages to dodge the ACA Chairman at the last second before connecting with a dropkick that sends Sebastian into the corner!
Python tags in Shark as they double-team Boswick with some kicks…until Goode comes rushing at them with a double clothesline!
Stanton works to maintain order once again, telling the Ayatollah of Abstinence to get back in his corner…as Kleen slides in for a few good licks on the fallen Python!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Kleen clearly still has his issues with Python and letting him know about it!
But the attack is cut short by Redgrave, who pulls the custodian out of the ring as Narcissa and Studebaker go at it on the outside!
The pair trade punches before Narcissa grabs PMS, looking to send the Strong, Powerful Woman to the steel steps…but to no avail!
Studebaker sends the Uprising leader colliding with the steps instead!
Kleen, on the other hand, gets laid out with a clothesline by the Artist!
Stanton’s patience starting to run thin as he seeks a stop to the madness outside the ring.
Meanwhile, Boswick gets to his feet, rolling Shark under the bottom rope to the outside.
He turns his attention back to the Python, who is back on his feet as well!
Clothesline by Boswick…NO!
Python hits the ropes for momentum, before spinning Boswick around with a headscissors takedown!
Sebastian crashes into the canvas, rolling to his back just as Python follows up with a standing moonsault!
Python with the cover as Stanton goes to make the count!
ONE!
NO!
Goode makes the save, breaking the pin with a stomp to the skull of the Serpent!
Tucker quickly goes back to his corner, avoiding another lecture from the ref as Redgrave hops on the apron, just about demanding a tag from the Serpent.
Python crawls–nay, slithers–toward his corner, only to be pulled back by the Chairman, who brings him to the ACA corner instead!
And finally, we get a proper tag from Sebastian to Tucker Goode, who starts pummeling away at the much-smaller Python.
Lefts, rights, and a stomp to the midsection for good measure…until Python finally escapes!
He gets halfway across the ring as he tries to escape…but gets yanked down to the canvas by Goode!
PMS escapes the clutches of an incensed Narcissa on the outside as Kleen keeps Shark from getting to the apron.
What the custodian doesn’t notice, however, is Python giving a boot to the face of Goode, finally getting back to his feet.
He’s got a new burst of energy in him…but Redgrave tags himself in with a slap on the back!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Python’s giving a certain look at the Artist, as if surprised by the tag!
NICK DIAMOND: Looks like this artist is ready to paint with a big ol’ brush in Tucker Goode!
Jasper’s eager to get his hands dirty, taunting Goode to come at him…and come Tucker does, looking for a lariat!
NO!
Redgrave ducks it, hitting a kick that drops the big man to one knee, followed by a kick right in the back!
And here comes PMS and Boswick to intervene…only to be cut off by Shark and Narcissa!
Kleen slides in and is immediately intercepted by Python!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Absolute bedlam in this main event! Mills Stanton is nearly losing his cool trying to get order back!
NICK DIAMOND: They better be careful Johnny, I seen how mad Mills can get before and it ain’t pretty!
Stanton stands his ground, forcing everyone not legal to finally head back to their corners…just as Goode gets to his feet!
Tag made to PMS, and the duo wear down Redgrave until he slips through for a tag to Narcissa!
Ready for revenge, the Designer charges at Studebaker…who responds with a big right hand!
And another!
PMS sends Narcissa to the ropes, looking for a clothesline on the rebound…but Balenciaga ducks under!
She builds up momentum and uses the ropes for a cross body, sending Studebaker to the canvas…
…but the Strong, Powerful Woman lives up to her moniker, shoving Narcissa off!
PMS gets to her feet once more, only to get caught with a stray kick by the Designer!
Narcissa sends Studebaker to the ropes this time, but Kleen makes a blind tag as PMS ducks a clothesline by Narcissa…
…who gets nailed with a dropkick to the leg by the custodian!
Narcissa drops against the ropes, allowing Kleen an opening as he puts on a pair of cleaning gloves and runs toward the ropes for the 619!
KLEEN SWEEP!
Narcissa drops from the ropes to the canvas as Kleen leaps off the ropes for a leg drop, and the cover!
ONE!
TWO–NO!
Shark jumps in to break up the pin! Boswick comes in to go after the Tidal Terror, and Python runs in…only to be clobbered by Tucker!
NICK DIAMOND: Hang on a second…with Pauline in the ring that makes four on three…where’s Jasper?
We soon get an answer to Nick’s question as we see El Mariachi Muerte laying in some punches on Redgrave…before taking him out with an overhead belly to belly toss on the floor!
WHISKEY LULLABY PUTS THE ARTIST TO SLEEP!
Stanton’s unable to see what’s happening outside because inside the ring, Tucker drops Python with a spinebuster!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: MISSIONARY IN MOTION! Python’s laid out cold!
Goode doesn’t get to celebrate however, as Shark leaps off the ropes for a springboard forearm smash sending him to the canvas!
OCEAN’S OVERDRIVE!
Perriwinkle hops up on the apron to give out to the Tidal Terror, drawing him toward the corner…which sets him up for a running big boot from Sebastian!
STAMP OF AUTHORITY!
The impact sends Shark through the ropes to the outside, with a cocky Boswick turning his attention back to the center of the ring…where he gets rattled with a jumping spin kick from Narcissa!
HIGH FASHION!
In all the chaos, no one else quite notices Kleen making a tag to PMS in the corner…allowing Studebaker to blindside the Designer with a forearm smash!
She takes a step back as Narcissa turns around, watching as Studebaker charges for a Gore!
HEAVY–NO!
Narcissa catches her with a drop toe hold, sending PMS crashing into the canvas!
Python intercepts Kleen following one last blind tag, sending him out of the ring as Narcissa walks on Studebaker’s back, digging her heels into the back of the Big Heavy!
WALKING THE CATWALK!
But she doesn’t realize Python is the legal man until he leaps off the turnbuckle with a corkscrew shooting star press!
SERPENT’S STRIKE!
Python with the cover, much to Narcissa’s surprise!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: A wild main event comes to a close with the Yellow Python picking up the win for the Kingdom and the Uprising over the ACA!
WINNERS: THE UPRISING & THE KINGDOM
OVERESTIMATION
With the match over, Narcissa gets back to her feet and immediately attacks The Yellow Python with a double axe handle over the back!
NICK DIAMOND: That’s just unnecessary! He’s just picked up the win for their team!
Almost immediately, Harvey Escher, Roderick Pym, Victor Doom and Dahlia Black storm the ring – legally!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: This is going to be a mugging! Look at the ACA, scarpering through the crowd like cowards!
NICK DIAMOND: Can you blame them? These Kingdom Boys are about to take the beating of a lifetime!
As The Red Falcon and The Yellow Python get mugged inside the ring, the tron flashes to show The Blue Shark and White Bear likewise taking a beating backstage by Aster Grey, Nox, and Haywire.
Narcissa directs traffic, telling her crew to stand The Yellow Python up as she readies her Double Feature Championship.
Suddenly, the clearing of someone’s throat interrupts.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Harold Attano is on the stage! What’s Nobody gonna do about this!?
“Beating on a poor innocent kid, is that your big masterplan, little girl?” He hisses at her angrily from the ramp. She begs him to come down and fight, but he just smiles. “Is that gonna help you win Invasion?”
She mouths at him, demanding he “come and get some”.
“Oh, I will, but I won’t be coming alone,” he says with a smirk. “You’ve overestimated your position, girly. There’s plenty of people who want to see you pay.”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: What’s that supposed to mean?
ROCKETS FIRE AT THE RING!
HOLY SHIT! DRONES FLY IN FROM EVERY DIRECTION, FIRING ROCKETS AT THE FEET OF VICTOR DOOM, NARCISSA, RODERICK PYM AND DAHLIA BLACK!
NICK DIAMOND: IT’S THE POOL BOYS! THE POOL BOYS MAKE UP THE MAJORITY OF THE INVASION MATCH!
Harold Attano storms to the ring as drones fly in Doom, Felix Foley and Blaze! They drop off and straight into the action, immediately brawling with the Uprising. Doom goes after Victor, Foley goes after Dahlia and Blaze tackles Roderick Pym to the canvas!
Narcissa quickly escapes to the outside, stepping backwards up the ramp only to be GRABBED BY THE HEAD…
ONE SHOT ONE KILL!
DIAMOND CUTTER ON THE RAMPWAY!
NICK DIAMOND: THE UPRISING ARE GETTING THE SNOT BEAT OUT OF THEM!
As the brawl continues, the NXT Level logo flashes in the bottom corner, focusing on Harold Attano as he stands over Narcissa with a smile on his face.
What an Invasion match this will be!