Nothing Without You
Click.
Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
Cold open.
The sound of the fans booing can be heard as the end of the show opening video fades into the ring whereby CJ Thorpe and Narcissa Balenciaga stand. The former has a microphone, stood beside the latter who holds her newly won OSW World Championship closely.
“Last week at Pandemonium, I won Lambs to the Slaughter,” he says with an arrogant smirk, soaking in the boos. “And that means The Uprising are in poll position as we head to Ring of Dreams.”
He nods at Narcissa.
“But let’s not get it twisted. Without you,” he says turning to Narcissa. “I wouldn’t even be here. I owe you everything. It was you that broke us from our restraints. I thought I was the Chainbreaker, but it was you who broke my chains, Narcissa.”
She pats him on the shoulder gratefully, only to increase the boos.
“If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t be winning Lambs to the Slaughter and headlining Ring of Dreams for that Championship,” he reminds us all with a smile. The booing now becomes almost deafening as they embrace in the middle of the ring. “Everyone here wants us to kill each other.”
The fans finally cheer.
“They want us to destroy the Uprising and each other in one fell swoop, but I refuse to let that happen. At Ring of Dreams, in the middle of this very ring, I will lay down for you, Narcissa. I will lay down for the woman who will one day rule Arcadia.”
The lights drop in Olympus, and we hear the rattling of chains and on then...
“I will stay and fight As long as I'm alive”
-Silence- “And Kill ‘Till I Die”
-Beat-
And a spotlight is thrown on the center of the stage revealing Harold Attano light, “I’M A DEADMAN WALKING!”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Thank Zeus for that! Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to NXT Level Sick bag.
NICK DIAMOND: It’s gross, isn’t it? CJ Thorpe, the winner of Lambs to the Slaughter has vowed to ruin our Ring of Dreams Main Event and lay down for Narcissa.
Dead Man Walking by WarHall picks up as The Arcadian Ghost begins to make his way to the ring as the song continues to blare in the background, his gait is deliberate, eyes filled with purpose and a microphone in his hand.
“This is the kind of Champion that you’re going to be?” Attano growls angrily at Narcissa to cheers from the crowd. “A fucking… coward?”
Thorpe doesn’t like that, coming to her defence and the ropes.
“Watch your mouth, Attano!” He yells back at him, now facing him from inside the ring to the entrance ramp.
Attano smirks.
“This is no longer between you and I, lapdog,” he gruffly reminds Thorpe who angrily kicks the ropes and steps away. “You need to realize that there’s a queue of people who’re owed rematches for that title, Narcissa. That queue includes Tombstone, but it starts right here, behind me.”
Thorpe storms back towards the ropes.
“No!” He roars angrily. “Not a fucking chance. We’re not finished, you son of a bitch. You kidnapped and tortured me. You had me tortured by a lacky. If you think putting your ass through that fucking cell roof was enough, you’re mistaken. You don’t get Narcissa at Ring of Dreams – you get me!”
Harold smiles to himself.
“That’s fine kid,” he agrees. “Step right up and I’ll knock you the fuck back down. But Narcissa, at Locked & Loaded, one month after Ring of Dreams… your ass belongs to Nobody.”
He tosses the microphone down and backs away, leaving Narcissa to chuckle at him as CJ Thorpe seethes from inside the ring.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Can you believe this?
NICK DIAMOND: I’m disgusted. CJ Thorpe is gonna lay down for Narcissa at Ring of Dreams but at least our consolation prize is Harold Attano vs. CJ Thorpe.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: That boy needs teaching a lesson, Nicky. The Uprising have the upper hand right now and if OSW doesn’t get behind a solution, we’ll all be screwed.
Open The Fucking Door
The tension and atmosphere at the Door in No Man’s Land is palpable. Drewitt, El Mariachi Muerte and Gemini sit on broken boxes and debris around the door, looking at John The Revelator who paces furiously.
“What the fuck have we been doing?” He grunts and mutters to himself. “This person, that person, and every single fucking step of the way we’ve been wrong.”
Muerte stands up and walks over to him.
“We’ve been doing as you ask,” he barks back. His frustration surprises JTR who stops and frowns. “You’ve been sending us in any direction you see fit for months. Since Red Snow, we’ve been like a pack of dogs, hunting down this roster.”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Do I sense a little tension here, Nicky?
NICK DIAMOND: After those dehibilitating visions cost them Lambs to the Slaughter, it seems they have more questions than answers.
Drewitt and Gemini join him.
“What about our visions,” Drewitt agrees. “What do you know about those, John?”
The Revelator cracks his neck.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: As I thought.
“The door is calling to you,” he says quick-fire, as if perhaps he’s not telling quite the truth. None of them buy it. “It wants you to do your fucking jobs and open it.”
Drewitt goes to step forward, but Gemini stops him, pushing him backwards. The cooler head of Muerte prevails.
“Drewitt saw that Colt was alive. Gemini has been seeing her true form and I’ve been reliving the moment I fought Dr. Death at Red Snow, except your words echo in my mind. Why would that be the door?”
John dismisses him with a wave.
“I’m not here to answer your questions. That door opens at Ring of Dreams, or else,” he warns. El Mariachi’s eyebrows raise. “Just open the fucking door.”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Apokalypsis are down a man in Grimskull and now they head to Ring of Dreams to fight for our safety against The Uprising. How can John expect them to get this door open?
NICK DIAMOND: He isn't expecting it; he's demanding it. At Ring of Dreams, by hook or by crook, The Revelator wants that door open.
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Raven looks enraged as he stares down Hayes here tonight! Can the Sharpshooter survive the Death Walker?
The bell rings and Hayes looks cocky as he rushes Raven who ducks a clothesline and sends Mark onto the apron! Raven hits the ropes!
NICK DIAMOND: SPEAR!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: THE FINAL APPROACH THROUGH THE FUCKING ROPES!
Both men land on the outside and Hayes finds himself forced back to his feet before being ran headfirst into the steel steps! He tries to stand back up but Vengeance slams him face first into the unforgiving steel! Head meets steps over and over until Hayes finds himself lifted up!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: POWERBOMB ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!
NICK DIAMOND: That has to be it already! Hayes can't even fight back!
Raven contemplates the pin for a moment before shaking his head and searching under the ring! He pulls out a baseball bat! Mark doesn't even know where he is as he tries his best to stand back up only to catch a bat to the lower back! Vengeance rains down blow after terrifying blow until Mark Hayes is all but unmoving! Raven drops the bat, forcing Hayes up by his hair and whipping him into the announce table!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: We should back up, Nicky!
NICK DIAMOND: Way ahead of you!
The Death Walker clears the table off and forces Hayes up onto it! He lifts him up!
THE LAST ROSE! SCORPION DEATH DROP PUTS HAYES THROUGH THE TABLE!
Raven covers!
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: The match is mercifully over, but Raven isn't!
NICK DIAMOND: He's tying Hayes up and dragging him off! This can't be good!
Bury Your Dead
At the Third Eye Compound, a distraught and distressed Vision is pulling bodies from around the level into a pile, ready for a funeral pyre. He’s exhausted, finally gathering as many as he can and then standing back.
A voice abruptly emanates from the shadows.
“Do you know what’s ironic?” The voice asks. It’s a familiar voice. “You’re blind but Narcissa is the blind leading the blind.”
They both chuckle.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Who's that?
NICK DIAMOND: I can't place the voice.
“I know who you are,” Vision warns, his expert inner sight able to determine precisely who’s talking to him. “What do you want? What’s to stop me from killing you like you and your people did my brothers?”
There’s an eerie pause.
“You could do that,” the person muses. “But the brutal murder of these people proves that Balenciaga is just as dangerous as the convicts she’s trying to free.”
Vision nods in agreement.
“And what exactly are you, if not a supporter?” He asks demandingly.
The person in the shadows doesn’t hesitate in their response.
“I’m a friend on the inside. Bury your dead, and tell them you have a friend. Enjoy the chaos.”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Holy crap! There's a turncoat inside The Uprising!?
NICK DIAMOND: After the way they treated each other during Lambs, is anyone surprised? Who could it be?
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Jackdaw takes on Master Ken! One has to worry about Ken here as he stands across from a absolute mad man!
As the bell rings Master Ken slowly walks around Jackdaw who bounces happily in the ring! Ken bows as the match begins!
AND JACKDAW BOWS BACK WITH A HEADBUTT TO KEN!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: So much for respect!
NICK DIAMOND: I think that IS how he shows respect, Johnny!
Ken hits the ground holding his head and Jackdaw immediately forces him up and pops him up into the air for a massive flapjack! Ken tries to rise but gets popped up again only to land face first on the mat! Jackdaw claps his hands ecstatically before forcing Ken right back up and popping him up again!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: POPUP STUNNER!
NICK DIAMOND: HE CALLS THAT A RAY OF SUNSHINE?
Poor Master Ken doesn't know where he is as Jackdaw peels him off of the mat and slams him face first into the turnbuckle! Jackyboy turns him around and cracks him with a headbutt across the bridge of the nose! Ken tries to push him off but gets headbutt after headbutt before getting whipped across the ring!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: TICKLED PINK!
NICK DIAMOND: THE RUNNING DDT PLANS KEN!
The Bronze Medalist is barely moving as Jackdaw looks down at him and tilts his head! Ken is forced back to his feet one more time as Jackdaw slingshots him off of the rope!
NICK DIAMOND: HIS VIOLENT HEART!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: BRAINBUSTER! KEN ISN'T EVEN MOVING!
Jackdaw covers!
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: That was uncomfortable to watch! But, mercifully, the match is finally over!
Signing Day
Highlights from Jackdaw’s match against Master Ken play on a small monitor.
Klaus Way smiles as he watches.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Jackdaw’s not one to watch fondly. Klaus Way will regret it if he tries to get involved with that sick son…
Klaus's voice, dripping with mock grandeur, mutters, “Ah, the star of my next act.”
NICK DIAMOND: Looks like it’s not just Way watching, Gomez.
Jash Khan approaches, his voice smooth but edged with menace. “Impressive, innit? That Jackdaw, he’ll fit into my ranks very nicely.”
“You think you can outbid me?” Klaus turns, a venomous smile on his lips. “Jackdaw belongs in my spectacle.”
“You don’t understand.” Khan replies, his gaze unyielding. “He will be mine, bruddah.”
“You underestimate my reach.” Klaus’s sneer deepens. “Jackdaw will be part of my show, one way or another.”
The tension between them is palpable. Khan steps forward, his voice dropping to a menacing whisper. “I don’t take kindly to threats.”
Klaus’s eyes narrow. “Consider it a warning, not a threat. Stay out of my way, or you’ll regret it.”
They stand toe to toe, the air crackling with hostility, before turning away from each other, walking back to their own camps.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: These two don’t know what they’re getting into.
NICK DIAMOND: They’re looking for new talent, Gomez.
As they disappear, a figure steps out from the shadows.
Aurora.
Concern flickers in her eyes as she watches the other two walk away.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: What’s Aurora doing in Olympus?
NICK DIAMOND: I guess Pandemonium wasn’t a one shot for the thrillseeker.
FKA The Yellow Python
Flashback.
Many Years Previously.
The Yellow Python, currently known as Mr. Kleen, sits in steel chair as two others surround him. The Brown Wolf and The Silver Fox debate what’s going to happen next as he watches on.
Once they’ve finished their discussions, they approach.
“The Zookeeper wants you thrown out,” Fox says with a grunt and his arms folded. “We’ve begged for another chance. He left it up to us.”
The Wolf grabs a seat and pulls it opposite, taking a pew.
“I know you desperately want to clean up Arcadia, but there’s a way to go about it. We’ve been trained to do the right thing and use our abilities for good. You’re leaving bodies in your wake, kid.”
The Yellow Python doesn’t say anything at first. He just sits.
“Killing isn’t the Kingdom way,” Fox continues. “The others don’t think you’re capable of restraint. We’ve spoken and we’re all willing to give you one last chance, Python. But the next villain you kill, it’ll be your last.”
Python abruptly stands up from the chair and nods, walking towards the door.
“Aren’t you going to say anything?” Wolf asks.
He stops.
“If what happened to me, happened to you, you’d understand why I am the way I am. A cleaner Arcadia isn’t just a message for me, it’s a passion. I don’t kill those who don’t deserve it; I’ve only ever killed those who do. Arcadia needs cleaning up, guys. The sooner you realize the methods of The Zookeeper are outdated and insufficient, the better we’ll be.”
Python storms out of the room, leaving Fox to turn to Wolf.
“He’ll kill again, Wolfy. I’m telling you now, this is the wrong move.”
To be continued…
Cut.
NICK DIAMOND: Both of these upcoming competitors had a horrible night at Pandemonium Johnny and they definetly have a lot to prove here tonight.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: The Python lost one of his best friends and Attano had the world title stolen from him by Narcissa. I don't expect this match to be a friendly contest.
The bell sounds as Attano rushes forward, trying for a Headshot but the Python leaps over the Superkick, landing a step up kick to the back of Attano's head, stunning the man for a moment before leaping off the ropes as he plants Attano with a brutal Crushing Coils Frankensteiner.
Nobody staggers up to his feet as the Python rushes up to the top rope, diving off with a Slithering Slam....
NICK DIAMOND: Attano says Nope with a brutal Powerbomb counter. That may well be it as Attano keeps Python held down as Cole Holt drops down for the cover
ONE
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TWO....
KICKOUT!
Python gets to his feet, swinging wild right into a Venomous Scorpion Kick but as Attano tries for the Headshot once more, the Python manages to slither underneath, springboarding off the ropes
SPRINGBOARD SWINGING REVERSE DDT!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: The Python plants Attano into the mat with that swift ddt as he rushes up to the top rope, looking for the killing blow here as he leaps off. SERPANTS STRIKE! Beautiful Corkscrew Shooting Star Press and the Python got all of it.
TYP hooks both legs, pulling back for the cover as Cole drops down to count
ONE
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TWO
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THREE!!!
NICK DIAMOND: A huge upset here tonight as the Yellow Python beats the former World Champion clean. You have to assume that puts him in line for a title shot himself Johnny
JOHNNY GOMEZ: This was probably the biggest victory of the Python's career yet Nick and it just shows the talent of these Olympians that on any day, no matter who you are, anyone can beat anyone.
A Valuable Lesson
Backstage, CJ Thorpe is being congratulated by fellow members of the Uprising. Harvey Escher, Nox and Dahlia Black shake his hand to name but a few. By the time he comes to Jasper Redgrave, there’s a slight smile on his face.
“You know kid, you do nothing but impress me,” Redgrave says with a knowing nod. They both motion from handshake to embrace. “But I owe you an apology.”
CJ moves him back, surprised.
“I should’ve come for you…”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: This is the conversation we've all been waiting for.
“No,” Thorpe disagrees. “No, you shouldn’t have. If you’d have come for me when Attano had me, he would’ve had you exactly where he wants you. That man wants you dead, Jasp.”
The Artist nods in agreement.
“I knew it was a test you’d pass,” Jasper says with a smirk. “I knew you wouldn’t fail.”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: What a crock.
NICK DIAMOND: How wet behind the ears is this kid to believe this crap? Redgrave doesn't care about you, CJ. He never has and he never will!
The Chainbreaker nods in agreement, but seemingly has something on his mind.
“What is it?” Redgrave queries, able to tell.
“I learned something,” he says, pulling Redgrave in close and whispering something in his ear. By the time he’s finished, Jasper steps back entirely in shock, releasing his hand. “I guess it was a valuable lesson after all?”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: That's intriguing. What do you think he's learned?
NICK DIAMOND: Nothing good, that's for sure.
His eyes are wide and his heart beats a little faster. CJ shrugs his shoulders, smirking back.
Cut.
Return to Sender
We cut elsewhere backstage, as Malakai Midnight and his Owls are preparing to head to the ring for his match against Destructo Boy...but the group stop in their tracks as Malakai's eyes widen in surprise at the sight before them.
"Well well, little owls," he says, a shockingly jovial tone in his voice as he points at the fallen Mark Hayes...and the man standing over him, Raven. "Seems we've found our Sharpshooter after all. To what do we owe the pleasure, Raven?"
"You know exactly what this is about," replies the Death Walker, his stoic face never wavering. "I don't know what you did to persuade Mark Hayes to your way of thinking, but sending him after me was not a good idea."
"On the contrary," Malakai retorts, his smile widening to a full-on grin. "It seems I've finally gotten your undivided attention...and now I have something to offer you. A chance to make the most of what you're capable of."
Raven stares at the Midnight Man, then down at the Sharpshooter who is finally starting to stir.
"No thanks," Raven responds, shaking his head. "I'm not a team player, especially not on one like your little owls."
Malakai doesn't take too kindly to this, the grin giving way to a snarl.
"How dare you!" Midnight exclaims. "This is not a gift you can simply return to sen--"
THUD!
Malakai is cut off as Hayes gets thrown into him and his group, sending them to the floor. As they get back on their feet, they realize that the Death Walker has done just that...walked off, disappearing without a trace.
NICK DIAMOND: Looks like Raven's just gotten Malakai Midnight mad here, Johnny!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: And the Midnight Man doesn't have too long to dwell on this as he's got a match up next!
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Malakai Midnight faces off against the new NXT Level Champion Destructo Boy in non-title action!
Midnight is quick to get the jump on the Kid, sending Destructo to the ropes where he lays in a beating.
Dropping down to the canvas, the Black Heart finally manages to escape Malakai by rolling out of the ring...but the Midnight Man gives pursuit on the outside!
He grabs Destructo by the hair, looking to send him into the steps...but the Kid uses them for leverage to escape, driving Midnight into the floor with a reverse DDT instead!
Destructo rolls back into the ring as Malakai gets back to his feet...only to watch the Black Heart flying toward him through the ropes!
The crowd roar in approval as both men struggle to get up, referee Cole Holt starting the count...but not for long, as Midnight manages to slide back in the ring.
Destructo follows suit, only to be intercepted by the Lord of Darkness who stomps his back...cackling as he hoists the Kid up for a fisherman's suplex!
MIDNIGHT PLEX!
He's got Destructo pinned to the mat as Holt counts!
ONE!
TW--NO!
NICK DIAMOND: Destructo's just managed to save himself in this match as he kicks out!
The Kid quickly rises back up, taking to the ropes as he rushes toward Malakai with a Shining Wizard!
SEE--NO!
Midnight sends Destructo right back to the ropes...delivering a big boot to the Black Heart on the rebound!
CLOCK STRIKES MIDNIGHT!
Malakai covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Malakai Midnight picks up the win over Destructo Boy!
All Zion's Lessons
The Church of Zion. Or, rather, Colt Ramsey's little hide away. We find ourselves looking at walls covered with pictures of Lionel Troy's illicit activity, his spending of the Children's credits on frivolous things, many a tape recorder, and plenty of evidence all depicting the Lion of Zion's true intentions. Amongst it all, we see Colt Ramsey scrounging up his findings and trying to leave.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Colt better move fast, it's a surprise Lionel hasn't torn this place apart yet.
NICK DIAMOND: Faster than fast, Johnny. Look who just showed up!
The door to this room is forced open by none other than Lionel Troy himself. He looks down at Colt, a sneer on his face. "It didn't have to be this way, Colt. I took you in when you had nothing, I helped you, and this is how you repaid my kindness?"
"Kindness?" Colt stands his ground, scoffing. "This whole damn religion is just a farce so you can take advantage of those at their lowest. You know what I think, Lionel?" Ramsey scowls, placing his photos and findings in a satchel. "I think you're just pissed someone else finally took advantage of you."
There's a pause for a moment, tension in the air when Troy merely smirks. "You went to the sermons, son. You would think you would learn a thing or two about Zion's teachings."
"Like how spending your hard earned credits gets you a fake smile and a request for more?" Colt shoots back, clearly done with this conversation.
"No," Lionel replies. "Simply that those who refuse Zion... Are denied paradise."
LIONEL TROY PULLS A CANNISTER FROM HIS ROBES! ITS THE LIONTAMER! HE THROWS THE OPEN CANNISTER INTO THE ROOM AND SLAMS THE DOOR SHUT!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: By Zeus! Lionel just subjected Colt to Liontamer!
NICK DIAMOND: That's inhumane! Even for Lionel!
Troy leaves, the sounds of Colt slamming against the door heard as the reverend disappears from the scene. We heard Colt fight for a few seconds more before the door cracks open and smoke plumes out of Colt's hideaway. The Journo lands in a heap on the floor, eyes wide, the effects of Liontamer no doubt taking hold.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: This is vile!
NICK DIAMOND: Look at his eyes, Johnny! Can Colt even compete later tonight?
Cut.
Executor
Felix Foley sits across from the executor of his brother Albert Lamplight's estate in a stark, unadorned office.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Felix just found out he has a brother, and now he has to handle his affairs post-mortem.
NICK DIAMOND: Is this really the guy you want to handle your affairs?
The executor, a middle-aged man with a severe expression, looks over his glasses at Felix.
"Mr. Foley," he begins, his voice formal.
"Just Felix," Felix interrupts quickly, his tone sharp but shaky.
The executor nods slightly, making a note before continuing.
"When I was hired by your father to manage his affairs, I became the sole confidant of his double life." He pauses, allowing the weight of his words to settle. "Albert's mother passed in childbirth, and upon Fernicus' passing, everything was left to Albert. That day was when your mother found out about Fernicus’s… indiscretions. Now, with Albert's recent demise and no spouse to claim the inheritance, that responsibility falls to you as his next of kin."
Felix listens, his leg tapping a rapid, nervous rhythm under the table. His hands are clenched in his lap, his eyes darting towards the door occasionally.
"The main asset is Illumination Antiques," the executor continues. "Aside from the shop, Albert possessed very little else. However, there was one item of significant personal value—Fernicus’s diary. Unfortunately, it has gone missing."
JOHNNY GOMEZ: And we know who’s got it, Nicky.
NICK DIAMOND: The last person Felix needs to go after.
Felix's reaction is immediate.
"Illumination Antiques will be closed down," he states flatly, cutting through any further discussion about assets. "If you happen to find the diary, I'd be interested in reading it. Otherwise, I have other business to attend to."
As Felix rises to leave, the executor stands, his expression turning grave. "One word of caution," he says, holding Felix’s gaze. "Pursuing Tombstone... consider where that path led Albert."
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Listen to him, Felix!
Felix meets the executor's warning look with a blank stare, then turns on his heel and walks out without another word.
Nick Diamond: Up next the leader of the ACA goes up against Apokalypsis Horseman of War with Mr. Kleen taking on Drewitt. The referee for this conflict will be Demi Sky.
Sky calls for the bell and Kleen rushes at and is caught by Drewitt after attempting a Crossbody Block. Drewitt turns around before Launching the Hygenic Luchador into the center of the ring with a Fallaway Slam!
Johnny Gomez: And Kleen takes flight just not in the way the Luchador would like!
Kleen staggers back to his feet as Drewitt loads up the Discus Lariat!
WAR CRY – DUCKED, MR. KLEEN ROLLS UNDER THE LARIAT AND TO THE ROPES HOLDING HIS HANDS OUT WHERE VALERIE PERRYWINKLE PULLS OUT A BOTTLE OF HAND SANITIZER AND DOSES KLEEN’S HANDS IN THE FLUID.
AS WAR STALKS OVER TO THE ACA LEADER THE LUCHADOR SNAPS AROUND DRIVING THE CLEANING SOLUTION INTO THE EYEHOLES OF WAR’S MASK!
Nick Diamond: That must burn, but it’s a VISION OF CLEANLINESS!
Drewitt staggers around trying to regain his sight as Mr. Kleen dropkicks the Horseman in the back dropping him throat first across the middle rope and his slips on his gloves before hitting the 619!
THE KLEEN SWEEP LANDS FLUSH AND DREWITT STAGGERS BACK AS THE HYGENIC LUCHADOR SPRINGBOARDS HURRICANRANA!
KLEEN FINISH ON THE BLINDED DREWITT AS KLEEN ROLLS THROUGH HOOKING THE LEGS AND DEMI COUNTS THE FALL
ONE...
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TWO...
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THREE!
Johnny Gomez: The Janitor has captured victory tonight for the ACA, proving why he leads the pack!
High Water
We find Destructo Boy, limping his way through an industrial area of Arcadia, dragging the Kingdomblade behind him. He enters through a door, looking around with a mixture of unsureness and determination.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Destructo Boy is still hurting. He’s been put through hell to wear that NXT Level Championship. He’s been beaten to within an inch of his life at the hands of his own father.
NICK DIAMOND: Not to mention all the hell he faced in Lambs to the Slaughter. There’s no quit in this kid. Even now.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: But things are anything but okay between him and the only family he has left in the world.
Inside the empty dwelling, Destructo Boy is greeted by Doom.
“Humble surroundings, but you found me fine. I do not have long, but clearly some things cannot wait.”
Destructo Boy smiles.
“You are correct. I need your help.”
Doom motions that he is listening, Destructo Boy continues.
“I’ve placed my trust in some terrible places, but in you I can trust as a friend.” Doom nods as the Kid continues. “I must go back into the Odyssey Pool. I need this.”
Doom tilts his head, contemplating but not answering. Destructo Boy pleads his case.
“I barely escaped with my life from that Gas Chamber. My father thinks I set that fire, and he has already shown that he has no problem killing me. I need to go back in that pool, to get the clarity I need to stop this.”
Doom mulls, but eventually nods.
“Very well. I will ensure it is secure and ready. You may enter the pool. Clearly, you have considered the implications.”
Destructo Boy nods.
“I have. There is no other way. I need this.”
Doom pats the Kid on the shoulder as he exits.
“Now, if that is settled. I must leave.”
With that, Doom goes, leaving the area, walking out of scene.
NICK DIAMOND: Well, plans are set in motion. The Kid is going swimming again.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: It is the only way, Nicky, to fix this mess.
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ; We have another spectacular match lined up for everyone as Jasper Redgrave is about to face Colt Ramsay!
NICK DIAMOND: But Johnny, something looks up with Ramsay! He looks out of his mind and terrified!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: The tell-tale story of reacting to Lion Tamer! Another victim of Nox and Redgrave looks ready to capitalize! Let's see if Ramsay can survive!
DING! DING!
Redgrave goes for a lock up with Ramsay! Ramsay overreacts and jumps far back on the attempt to grab him! Redgrave goes for a quick punch, another far jump back from Ramsay! He's backed up into the corner and Redgrave charges! Ramsay sidesteps and throws him into the ring post and out to the floor!
NICK DIAMOND: Somehow he's not only surviving but winning! He's telling the ref to count him out!
The ref obliges and begins counting Redgrave out!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
Redgrave slides in after a quick breather! He extends his hand for a handshake! Ramsay looks confused and Redgrave takes his chance! Superkick into the ropes followed by a nasty spinning back elbow!
COLLAGE OF VIOLENCE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Smart play by Redgrave , he let Ramsay relax then nailed him with his best combo!
NICK DIAMOND: He's not done Johnny!
Redgrave pulls Ramsay up and goes for the pedigree!
SYMPHONY OF SYMMETRY!
No!
Ramsay sweeps the legs out and rolls up Redgrave with the jackknife cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NICK DIAMOND: Ramsay somehow not only survives but wins! The fear still hasn't left his eyes though!
Where To Look
In the Pool Boys newest digs, The Observatory, Doom stands watching as staff carefully move the Odessey Pool into place. With a careful eye, he ensures that its placed where desired before turning his attention to an approaching Dahlia Black.
“You heard me coming, my love?” Dahlia asks with a wry smile.
“I could recognise that scent anywhere, dear. I hope you bring good news,” he questions.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Are this sickening pair a couple?
NICK DIAMOND: It doesn't bear thinking about. What about poor Victor?
She shakes her head.
“Victor has gone underground, it seems.”
Doom turns to face her, folding his arms. You may not be able to see his expression, but you can believe it to be tense. Dahlia quickly hastens to elaborate.
“Don’t worry darling, I know precisely where he’s headed,” Dahlia comforts him.
She reaches in and places a hand carefully on his shoulder. He growls slightly.
“Good!” Doom’s attitude somewhat changes, his figure becoming less tense. “I need to fix the problem I created. If you know where to look then take me there. It’s time to end this.”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: How can he call Victor a problem? That poor man was created by DOOM. I've lost any respect I was gaining for him, Nicky.
NICK DIAMOND: I'd love to know what Foley would say about all this if he didn't have his own problems.
She nods in agreement.
“As for my Factory, I can only imagine Victor burned it to ruin,” he muses. Dahlia shrugs her shoulders. “Any theories?”
“We’ll find out,” she confirms.
Doom nods and together they head out of The Observatory, heading to wherever Dahlia thinks Victor will be hiding.
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: We have a hellacious rematch here tonight as the winner of the latest Lambs to the Slaughter CJ Thorpe faces off against the runner up El Mariachi Muerte. But this time there's no pinfalls or submissions, just brutality until one man quits.
NICK DIAMOND: Neither of these men are one to give up easily Johnny so this match may be an epic in the making.
The bell sounds as both men rush forward, Thorpe trying for a Superkick that EMM ducks underneath before springboarding off the ropes and spiking Thorpe into the mat with a brutal Tornado DDT.
Thorpe staggers to his feet as EMM stuns him with an enziguri before grabbing him by the neck and trying to make Thorpe Dream a Little Dream. Thorpe manages to headbutt backwards, staggering EMM back before CJ slips behind him, hammerlocking his right arm behind his back
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Pop Up Hammerlock Back Suplex! Thorpe may well have broken EMM's arm with that brutal move.
EMM cries out in pain as Thorpe pulls him to his feet, grabbing the arm before trying to pull it out of the socket with a vicious arm wringer before rolling back as he rushes forward
TRUST...NO! EMM blocks the Knee Trembler with a boot to the face before rushing to the ropes as he springboards off,
NICK DIAMOND: THE FATAL CARNIVALE! EMM just delivered a sickening pair of knees right to the throat of CJ Thorpe but he doesn't look like he's done.
EMM rolls to his feet, going to the outside as he winces in pain from his bad arm for a moment before springboarding forward
MALICIOUS...SUPERKICK TO THE BAD ARM! EMM goes down in agony as Thorpe quickly drops down to the mat, flipping EMM over as he grabs both arms and transitions back.
POLICE BRUTALITY! The Rings of Saturn are locked in tight as EMM tries to fight out but we hear the cracking of bones and ligaments, Thorpe pulling back with all his strength as EMM is forced to yell out I QUIT.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Demi Sky quickly calls for the bell and what hard fought victory for CJ Thorpe here, he had a great gameplan and forced a loss out of El Mariachi once more.
NICK DIAMOND: EMM is one of the very best but sometimes you've gotta know when to quit to fight another day and EMM had no choice but to submit here.
Matches I
Some Years Ago
Flames are burning. A dwelling, fully engulfed in fire, is being battled unsuccessfully by the Arcadian Fire Department. As the flames devour the dwelling to crumbling point, a figure emerges heroically through the thick plume of smoke.
The hero carries a woman in his arms, escaping the burning building moments before it collapses. He lays the woman carefully on the ground.
“That should be everyone accounted for now.” He stands, facing a seasoned officer from the APD. “That was a close one, Chief.”
The APD Chief looks concerned, tweaking his mustache in thought.
“You saved those people, but you’re right. I fear this was no accident. Accelerants were used. Fires don’t catch this quickly.”
The hero turns to leave, but the Chief calls out to him.
“Next time, we might not be so lucky. Head home, hug your loved ones.”
Our hero does exactly that. We see him entering a humble dwelling, greeting a woman with a hugh and kiss.
“Evening, my love.” He smiles at her. “Where is James?”
The woman thinks for a moment, then motions towards a door.
“I think I saw him heading towards the basement a little while ago.”
Our hero smiles at her, making his way towards the door. He opens it, taking the steps down into the basement. A young Destructo Boy, as a child, is busy in the corner of the basement. Our hero approaches him, wondering what he is doing.
“Son?” He greets him, and the child freezes. “What are you doing?”
Feebly, the boy tries to hide his work, but our hero moves him out of the way. Behind him, half hidden behind a set of storage shelves, several bottles of chemicals. Very flammable chemicals. Our hero takes a moment, before the shock and horror fills his face.
“James?” Maxwell enquiries, pleading to his son. “What have you done?”
But the young Destructo Boy turns away, heading towards the basement stairs.
“I think I hear mom calling.”
Cut.
The Diary
The Mortuary.
Tombstone sits alone, the small leather-bound diary of Fernicus Lamplight gripped tightly in his large hands.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: He nabbed the diary a few weeks ago!
NICK DIAMOND: When he was looking for Albert!
The door creaks open, and Igor Mortis steps into the room, his eyes immediately locking onto the diary.
"Has killing Albert Lamplight sated your rage?" he asks.
Tombstone doesn't look up.
"Nothing will sate my rage. Not anymore." He opens the book. "Fernicus Lamplight made me into a monster."
"My monster," Igor responds, stepping closer. The slight smile on his lips doesn't reach his eyes.
Tombstone’s fingers tighten around the edges of the diary. He finally looks up, meeting Igor's gaze with a simmering intensity.
"I have not forgotten my duties," he says coldly. "Nor the promise I made to you. If I am to remain in OSW, I will destroy any in my path."
NICK DIAMOND: That’s the scariest proposition I’ve heard all day.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: He means it, too.
"I no longer suffer from the frailty of humanity," he continues, his voice hollow. "My humanity died the first time I entered Illumination Antiques."
Igor smiles again.
"Just be wary," he warns as he turns to leave. "If you read that diary, you may not find what you desire within its pages."
Left alone, Tombstone stares at the closed door for a long moment, his jaw set. Slowly, he opens the diary again, his eyes scanning the first page.
My name is Fernicus.
Some know me as Foley, others as Lamplight. But this diary serves as my story, so that my sons may know who I truly was.
Albert. Felix. I hope you don’t judge me too harshly…
Tombstone stops, his eyes narrowing.
“Felix?”
Cut.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Narcissa has just been crowned our World Champion. But she can't let up as she now defends her Double Feature Title against the ever methodical Lionel Troy!
Both competitors circle one another with Narcissa taking the offensive! She handsprings at Troy and catches him with a hurricanrana that tosses him across the ring! As Troy leaps to his feet he ducks a springboard clothesline and nailing her in the back with a leaping dropkick! Narcissa lands across the bottom rope and Troy leaps forwards with a crossbody to the back of the champ!
He pulls Hera away from the ropes and nails her with a bridging German Suplex!
ONE!
...
...
TWO!
NARCISSA ROLLS THROUGH AND PINS TROY'S SHOULDERS!
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Lionel rolls through to a knee!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: UPRISING! BICYCLE KNEE TO THE SKULL!
NICK DIAMOND: TROY HITS THE MAT!
Narcissa hits the ropes and comes back with a standing moonsault! She doesn't go for the cover, however, and instead leaps to her feet and springboards off of the opposite ropes with a massive phoenix splash! Lionel Troy looks absolutely out of it as Narcissa hooks a leg!
ONE!
...
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TWO!
...
...
THREE- NO! TROY WITH THE SHOULDER UP!
NICK DIAMOND: How did Troy kick out!?
JOHNNY GOMEZ: I don't know, Nicky! I could have sworn that was it!
Troy rolls to his stomach and begins speaking in tongues! He prays loudly, seemingly using the power of his prayer to get to his knees as Narcissa rolls her eyes and runs to nail him with another bicycle knee!
HALLELUJAH! LEG SWEEP FROM TROY GROUNDS NARCISSA!
Lionel continues to speak in tongues as he rises to his feet, putting a hand on Hera's head as she looks up at him in confusion!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: ZIONIC ELBOW!
NICK DIAMOND: HE CAUGHT HER RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES, JOHNNY!
Mama Troy's Baby Boy is finally back in control as he lays into the champ with a plethora of boots! Narcissa fights to get to her feet only for Troy to immediately drop her with a swinging neck breaker! He walks to the corner and continues his prayers and takes a deep breath! He rushes across the ring as Narcissa stumbles to her feet!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: CLOTHESLIONEL FROM HELL!
NICK DIAMOND: NO! NARCISSA CAUGHT HIM! SHE LOCKED IN A FLYING ARMBAR!
Hera saw Troy coming and locks the submission in tight in the center of the ring! Lionel is fighting for his life as he tries to drag himself to the ropes! But Narcissa is nothing but dead weight as she wrenches on the submission hold with all of her strength! Troy drags himself closer and closer to the ropes!
HE THROWS HIS FOOT ACROSS THE ROPES! THE REFEREE BEGINS A COUNT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
NARCISSA LETS GO OF THE HOLD!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Troy just barely got the ropes!
NICK DIAMOND: This could have been over, Johnny!
Narcissa is seething as Troy pulls himself back to his feet! He looks over at Narcissa who rushes him down!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: CLOTHESLIONEL FROM HELL!
NICK DIAMOND: HE JUST TURNED HERA INSIDE OUT!
Troy wants to cover but he holds onto his wounded arm that he used for that clothesline! Neither Titan is on their feet after that exchange and both of them are forced to try and fight to stand up! The referee checks on both competitors as they rise! Narcissa is first to her feet but Troy is close behind! Hera goes to hit the ropes but stumbles!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: IT'S VISION! HE JUST GRABBED NARCISSA'S FOOT!
NICK DIAMOND: Hera and the referee try to shoo him from ringside!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: SEVEN CREDITS! TROY JUST CLOCKED NARICSSA FROM BEHIND WITH THE ZIONIC TEXT!
KILLED!
WITH!
FIRE!
He covers!
ONE!
...
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TWO!
...
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THREE!
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Lionel Troy is your NEW Double Feature Champion! Not without help from Vision who's still standing at ringside!
Traitor
Narcissa is furious. Her run as Double Champion ended inside a week of her OSW World Championship win. She gets back to her feet as Troy escapes up the ramp with his title and a smile, kicking the bottom rope in a rage. Vision meets her inside, grinning.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Tonight, Vision buried his dead..
NICK DIAMOND: But he doesn’t seem to hung up about it, Johnny. Look at that smile at costing Narcy her title.
Just then, out comes Aster Gray, Harvey Escher, and Haywire. All three men storm the ring to surround Vision.
The Third Eye raises his hands in protest.
“Wait...” he begs off. “Before we do the inevitable and fight, I have a message for you Narcissa.”
“What!?” She roars at him furiously.
“Tonight, I was visited by one amongst your ranks. It could be someone stood beside you, or someone in the back. But they told me they’re not on board with you, Narcissa. They told me they don’t have your back. You have a traitor…”
JOHNNY GOMEZ: Oh snap! He did it! He told her there’s a traitor just like he was told to.
NICK DIAMOND: But who is it!? WAIT! LOOK OUT VISION!
RUNNING BIG BOOT BY ASTER GRAY!
DOWN GOES VISION!
HE’D HEARD ENOUGH!
As soon as that happens, El Mariachi Muerte, Drewitt and Gemini storm the ring. A brawl immediately ensues.
JOHNNY GOMEZ: This is chaos folks! Join us next week at Carnevil as the road to Ring of Dreams continues!
NICK DIAMOND: Look out Johnny, they’re coming our way!
As chaos takes over ringside...
A Stop ■ symbol appears in the bottom right hand corner of the screen.
Static.
Click.