THE TRUTH, FINALLY
Click.
Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
Jackson Cade sits in a small office booth at the Arcadian Police Department, trawling though paperwork and files, trying to find answers to questions he’s long had.
Who blew up The Red Light District?
Who killed his friend and partner, TEC?
Questions that plague his very dreams.
Just then, in walks Narcissa Balenciaga and Artemis. They both walk straight over to his desk, the former taking a seat at it as the latter stands watch.
“There’s no other way I can say this,” she says calmly, but with hesitation. Her voice goes from a confident talk to a whisper. “I’m the leader of the Uprising.”
Cade immediately goes for his sidearm, only for Artemis to put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.
“Don’t do that,” Artemis warns. “Just hear her out, alright? If you do, I can tell you everything you want to know about your brother.”
Jackson looks up at her, eyes widened and nods.
“I didn’t blow up the Red Light District and I didn’t kill your partner and friend to do it. There would be no need for me to come here and tell you I was the leader, if I also did that,” she says believably. “I asked you who you want to be for a reason. I’ll ask you again, Jackson – who do you want to be?”
The Officer looks puzzled.
“Artemis here is the daughter of Zeus. She ran Deathrow, where your brother CJ is being kept,” Narcissa tells him honestly. “I’ll leave you with her and she’ll tell you about your brother. All I ask is that you think about my question.”
She stands up, allowing Artemis to take her seat.
“I worked closely with your brother and unbeknownst to him, he was an ally to the Uprising,” she admits. “He helped me try to find a weapons cache that could take down Zeus. Let me tell you about him…”
Cut.
HACKING IN
We find Jinx hard at work within the Hive. A wall of screens before her, with code cascading like a waterfall around her. It isn’t long before she succeeds in her task and the wall of code flashes to reveal her intention.
The logo of Guardians Hall appears on her screen, complete with a full wall of camera feeds and a collection of files at her fingertips. But it is not the cameras she is here to find. Jinx cracks her knuckles and leans back in her chair.
“Come on, Thomas. There’s got to be something here… anything.”
Swiping the camera feeds aside off her screens, Jinx flicks through a collection of case files, searching for her brother’s name and Luther Grim’s name. But nothing reveals any results at all. Just blank screens with no information.
With access to every Guardians Hall case recorded at her fingertips, screens are filled with a collection of case file numbers and details, Jinx has dug through quite the haystack.
But there is no needle here.
“Dead end. Nothing.”
The sadness in Jinx’s voice is clear. Guardians Hall holds no secrets that can give her the answers she seeks. Jinx stands up, killing the screens and watching as the Guardians Hall logo fades and the screens fall black.
She runs her hands through her hair, racking her brains.
“The answers don’t lie here, but maybe I can find somebody who may have seen him at the end… Or sent him on his way.”
Cut.
Will El Mariachi Muerte or Tombstone dig deep enough to bury the other alive?
Big right hands back and forth to start this fight for life between these two heavyweights. Tombstone hits a fingertip thrust, and a big uppercut— THE FERRYMAN’S KNOCK LAUNCHES EMM OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE!! EMM is still showing signs of wear from his escape from the catacombs, clutching himself in pain…
Tombstone follows him and drills him with a big punch that has EMM scrambling up the ramp towards the grave site. The tron shows Dr. Death watching the match intently on a monitor backstage, and the crowd heavily boos Luchadoc’s appearance heavily as Tombstone lines EMM up at the grave’s edge…
GOOZLE! Tombstone lifts EMM up high over the grave— GUITAR STRING AROUND THE THROAT!! EMM drops behind Tombstone, yanking back on his throat with all his might, but Tombstone’s gloved hand is preventing suffocation, or worse as he overpowers EMM— AND SNAPS THE STRING IN HALF!!
Tombstone spins around— SHOVEL TO THE HEAD OF TOMBSTONE!! His eyes roll into the back of his head… BUT HE’S STILL STANDING!! EMM rears back— ANOTHER HEAD SHOT!!! TOMBSTONE FALLS INTO THE GRAVE!!! EMM frantically shovels dirt over him as he grimaces in pain— TOMBSTONE IS BURIED ALIVE!!!
Singing Death buried Tombstone and picks up the big victory!
WINNER: EL MARIACHI MUERTE
THE RESPONSE
The arena reverberates with a crowd who just witnessed a barnburner between a beaten down El Mariachi Muerte and the World Champ. Dirt is everywhere as El Mariachi Muerte staggers back to the center of the ring.
He did it. El Mariachi Muerte defeated Tombstone. The World fucking Champion.
His guitar begins to move. Floating through the air, it snaps towards it’s master, looking like the angel of death he is as a single spotlight drops on him..
“Last week,” he begins, his words reverberating through Olympus, “Dr. Death challenged me to a match at Red Snow, but only if I sing a song of death for La Mariachi Vida”
He pauses.
“My love.”
Taking a deep breath, he continues.
“But there’s something I want to make clear.”
The audience falls into a hushed silence, hanging on to his every word.
“I will not be a pawn in Dr. Death’s game,” Muerte’s voice carries a steely determination, “I will not bow down at his altar of destruction. My role in the ruins of Mariachi lore is not to destroy the Mariachi. I will not compromise my values to kowtow to one who cares not about who I am.”
Looking out at the cheering crowd, El Mariachi Muerte’s gaze turns to stone.
“So, if you want my answer, amigo,” Muerte begins, his gaze unwavering. “Then here it is:”
Beat.
“No.”
El Mariachi Muerte drops the microphone to the mat with a thud before leaving the ring to the shock of the bloodthirsty crowd.
Getting in the bin is a dirty job, but one of these two men is about to get it done as Mr. Kleen takes on Destructo Boy with the receptacles already at ringside!
Neither man wasting any time here as they go at it, exchanging quick strikes before Destructo Boy hits the ropes, catching the Germaphobe with a running neckbreaker on the rebound! Faith brings Kleen to his feet, but barely gets anywhere before Valerie hops on the apron, looking to get involved!
The ref admonishes her for the interference before the Kid stands up to Miss Perrywinkle, who thinks better of it and hops back to the floor…only for it to be a ruse as Kleen connects with a dropkick that sends DB through the ropes and tumbling to the floor outside!
The ACA’s custodial manager looks to follow up with a springboard hurricanrana as he leaps over the top rope to the outside! KLEEN FINISH–NO! Destructo Boy instead catches Kleen on his shoulders, sending the Cleanest Man in Arcadia on a spin cycle into a facebuster on the floor! OMEGA BLASTER!
Both men slowly get to their feet, and Valerie opens the lid shouting at Kleen to finish the job as he and Destructo Boy end up on the apron. They trade strikes until Faith sends Kleen into the bin with a flash uranage! FINAL SPIRIT! DESTRUCTO BOY CLOSES THE LID!
A hotly-contested bout ends with Mr. Kleen left in the bin as Destructo Boy picks up the win!
WINNER: DESTRUCTO BOY
CHAT
We cut to an office room, within the halls of Olympus. Zeus sits behind a desk, and before him sits Luther Grim. The Hunter seems concerned, placing the photo he had retrieved from his cabin before Zeus.
The photo, with cracked glass, of Thomas, Luther Grim and Zeus himself.
“She has been closing in, annoyingly so.”
Zeus doesn’t even look at the photograph. He doesn’t need to. Instead, he gives Grim a reassuring smile.
“I am aware.” He begins.
“So, what do we do about Jinx then?”
Zeus doesn’t miss a step.
“I know Jinx has been trying to find out the truth, Luther. There’s not a thing that happens in which I don’t know. But take a breath, I do not believe she has found anything.”
Luther Grim stands, taking the photo frame from the table.
“Very well then. I intend to make sure it stays that way.”
He turns to leave the room, but stops and turns back to Zeus.
“It’s finally hunting season for Jinx and she’s dead in my sights. I want that title. If I have to invade the Hive to get it, so be it. I will silence her in the process.”
Zeus smiles at the Hunter and nods as Grim exits.
Cut.
ONE MORE BARGAIN II
Before.
“Perhaps, Miss Gemini, we can arrange one more bargain?”
Back at Illumination Antiques, we find a smiling Albert Lamplight with one eye on the Double Feature Championship slung over the shoulder of Gemini, who glares at the shopkeeper before responding.
“That match has already been made, and I’m sure you’re as aware of that as I am. What is it you really want, Lamplight?”
The question takes Albert’s focus off the title long enough to reply in kind.
“That title would make a nice display in my shop…provided it is indeed my shop,” states the Illuminator, holding up the pen that he worked so diligently to retrieve from Sebastian Boswick not too long ago. “I believe this whole mess started because of this pen, and despite my better judgment I’m willing to bring things to an end over it. The title’s already on the line, but I propose putting this pen–and the shop–on the block as well. Winner takes all, if you will.”
Gemini takes a moment to consider the offer being made…and once again gives a wicked, nasty grin.
“You have yourself a deal, Lamplight,” states Nergal, who just as quickly turns quite vicious with her follow-up. “But when I beat you at Red Snow, in front of everyone in Olympus, Illumination Antiques will be cast into darkness…and so will you.”
With that, the lights inside the shop flicker before cutting out completely, and Lamplight is taken aback by the sound of swarming insects…but when the lights come back on, there is no trace of them or Gemini, leaving the Illuminator with a glint of sweat on his face, realizing the challenge that lies ahead.
Cut.
Blood and money, money and blood. Colt Ramsey and Luther Grim look to go head-to-head tonight for 1,000 credits, the currency that could be used to buy answers to help Colt clear his name or potentially be used by Grim to purchase his requested audience with Zeus. As a silk satchel swings, filled with credits from a pole we close on the ring.
As the bell sounds Colt takes off toward the corner and the pole gets halfway up the corner before Grim hauls him down slugging the Journo in the face. Ramsey returns fire with a left of his own to the jaw of the Trophy Hunter. But Grim staggers Colt with a headbutt to the nose.
Following it up quickly pressing the Pressman into the ropes and on the rebound BLOOD SPORT – Brogue Kick ducked by the Journo who slips behind. THAT’S A WRAP – Swinging Revers DDT leveling the Beast of Prey! The Journo goes back to climbing the ropes looking to climb the pole.
As Colt is within arm’s reach of the silk satchel but as his fingertips graze the pouch The Journo plummets to the mat aided by the Falling Powerbomb TROPHY HUNT by the Trophy Hunter! The Beast of Prey looks up at the bag holding the credits as he proceeds to climb.
Luther’s hand is millimeters away from the purse when the pole and the ropes shake as Ramsay shows off his agility by leaping up onto the top rope next to the Hunter with the camera in hand. *FLASH* – SAY CHEESE LUTHER! The flash of Colt’s camera goes off in the face of Luther blinding him and sending the Hunter spine first into the ring apron and allowing Colt to secure the silk satchel of credits.
With the credits secured will Colt be able to pay for information to exonerate himself as a suspect in the destruction of the Red-Light District… or perhaps protection from the consequences of his actions?
WINNER: COLT RAMSEY
SOMETHING SENSIBLE
Yelling, screaming, and the sounds of whirring machinery introduce the scene as the camera flies towards the entrance to the Doom Factory. The robotic guards we saw last week are violently dismantled, the door of the lab forcibly smashed inwards.
“HOW DARE YOU TRESSPASS IN MY LABRATORY!?” Doom’s voice echoes through the halls as we finally come across the scene at the center of the villain’s domain. Past smashed computers and damaged machinery do we find Doom with Destructo Boy or Burned Man on either side of him, circling the scientist with ill-intent.
“You don’t get to be indignant with all the horrible things you’ve done.” Destructo Boy’s voice is ice cold, contempt for Doom practically dripping from his words. He swings the Kingdomblade in his hand, sneering.
“I didn’t want it to come to this,” says Burned Man, hesitant as he speaks. “But it’s something that must happen.”
BOTH MEMBERS OF BURNING JUSTICE LEAP AT DOOM!
The Mad Scientist is able to block a haymaker from Burned Man and ducks Destructo Boy’s rapid swings! But he gets caught by a sweep by Burned Man! Destructo Boy leaps and brings the Kingdomblade down on his chest! Doom is laid out and Destructo Boy looks to his father, nodding his head.
However, Doom still stirs on the ground, reaching out and tapping his gauntlet.
THE MK.II DRONES FLOOD THE ROOM! THEY PELT BURNING JUSTICE WITH EXPLOSIVE PELLETS!
Destructo Boy swings at a drone, knocking it away only to see it still in one piece! Burned Man grabs the Kingdomblade and turns it into a shield! He blocks the barrage of projectiles, rushing out of the lab with Destructo Boy in tow.
Once they escape, we find ourselves looking back at Doom. The villain rises from the ground, eyes filled with rage as he looks on at the escaping heroes.
Cut.
PROTOCOL INITIATED
FLASHFORWARD.
THE NIGHT OF RED SNOW.
Grimskull stands, bathed in that dim light we’re used to by now, as once more we find ourselves inside the warehouse he has been frequenting of late. There is something different about Grimskull though. He seems almost…happy?
“We are finally ready,” he starts, a huge laugh escaping his mouth. “Finally ready to finish what we have started. Finally ready to see the fruits of our labour.”
He turns around to all of those present with him.
“We’re finally ready to enact Protocol V,” he says, raising his arms. As if on cue, there is a rumbling sound, followed by lots of clanking and puffs of steam. The light seems to grow brighter, but suddenly there is a crash coming from the entirely opposite direction. Grimskull turns with a grimace. He knows what this means.
“It’s time,” Grimskull says.
The door into the warehouse crashes open, and in spill a dozen or more members of The Third Eye.
Vision steps forward slowly, but with a dark look over his face. He has not forgotten those men who died at Grimskull’s hand. He has not forgotten the flag made of their robes, and the stench of their bones as the flag fell.
“Walther,” he sneers, venom in his voice.
“Vincent,” comes the reply, the same venom present.
Meanwhile the clanking and steam have only gotten louder.
Cut.
It’s Dr. Death vs Narcissa Balenciaga, and this match is guaranteed to be just like the ring ropes — absolutely… ELECTRIC.
The match begins and immediately Balenciaga sprints across the ring towards Luchadoc! LEAPFROG!!! Narcissa has to BASEBALL SLIDE out of the ring to avoid touching the electric ropes! She turns back towards the ring and suddenly DR. DEATH WITH A CORKSCREW PLANCHA FROM OVER THE ROPES TO NARCISSA!!!
Dr. Death drags Narcissa to her feet. He WHIPS her into the steel steps!! NO!!! REVERSAL!!! CRASH!!! Luchadoc COLLIDES into the steps, knocking them out of place as he plows into them. Just as Dr. Death gets to his feet — BULLDOG ONTO THE SAME STEEL FUCKING STEPS BY BALENCIAGA!!!
Narcissa quickly pulls Dr. Death to his feet and rolls him into the ring. She slides underneath as well and WALKS THE CATWALK across Dr. Death’s back. SHE STARTS TO DO IT AGAIN!!! LEG SWEEP!!! Narcissa scrambles back up to her feet — DEFIBRILLATION!!! LEAPING HEART PUNCH!!!
Narcissa staggers backwards, almost, almost, allllllllmost touches the electric ropes. Luchadoc takes off across the ring towards Narcissa!!! MOONSAULT DROPKICK!!! NARCISSA SLAMS INTO THE ROPES!!! AAAAAAAHHHHH!!! BAH GAWD HER GOOSE IS PLUM COOKED!!! NARCISSA STUMBLES AWAY, AND RIGHT INTO ANESTHESIA!!! THE MILLION DOLLAR DREAM SLEEPER!!! WITHIN A MINUTE, SHE’S OUT COLD!!!
Dr. Death picks up an electrifying win over Narcissa Balenciaga.
WINNER: DR. DEATH
DOG DAYS
Angry, upset and frustrated, Tombstone finds himself heading for the gates of The Mortuary. Last week, Igor Mortis made it clear that his war with Drewitt was over.
His frustration over that decision is clear; tonight, the mire of his head cost him against El Mariachi Muerte. He wasn’t able to be himself.
But as he opens the gates and steps outside, it seems as if something awaits him.
Colt.
Drewitt’s trusty companion sits patiently outside of the gate as the World Champion exits, coming to an abrupt halt. He vaguely remembers the last time these two met. It was far from amicable.
“Have you come for him?” Tombstone asks the dog, who sits deadly still. “He’s not here this time, dog.”
Bark.
“I know, it isn’t right, is it?” He muses, taking a seat on the ground next to Colt. “Igor took Drewitt somewhere. He handed him off to Hades knows who and refuses to tell me.”
Bark.
Colt stops sitting and turns around in a circle, pointing towards the stairs. He trots forward, barking one more time.
“You know where he is, don’t you dog?” Tombstone asks, receiving a bark in reply. “Alright, take me.”
The dog barks again, this time running towards the stairs at breakneck pace. The OSW World Champion slowly walks in the same direction, following Drewitt’s trusty companion to where Drewitt may very well be held.
Cut.
EVERY DOCTOR NEEDS HIS NURSE
Dr. Death returns to the backstage area, fresh off his match with Narcissa Balenciaga. As he walks down the hallway to the exit of Olympus, he is not surprised to see a familiar face waiting on him.
Nurse Frightengale.
Her expression a mixture of frustration and despair, La Mariachi Vida has been waiting for her former enslaver.
“You knew he would decline.” Death says, not a question but a statement.
“I did.” She says, unable to hide her disappointment.
Dr. Death’s meets her eyes.
“I had hoped he would see reason,” he murmurs, his tone heavy with regret. “He could have ended all of this with naught but a song.”
Vida’s resolve hardens, her anger simmering just beneath the surface.
“You’re not the only one.” She says, surprisingly. “What did you always say: ‘every doctor needs his nurse?’ Well, this nurse won’t let you walk away from this. You’re a traitor to your profession, and a horrible human being. I’d rather die than be a pawn in your malevolent game.”
Dr. Death’s remains inscrutable as he regards her.
“You always were a formidable adversary, Vida,” he concedes, using her former name for once. “But remember, the only thing that keeps Muerte from singing that deadly tune is his unwavering devotion to you over the Mariachi. It will be the last thing I tear from his hands.”
Vida smiles sardonically.
“Be careful what you wish for, Dr. Death. You may find that Muerte’s loyalty to the Mariachi is a force greater than any of us could comprehend.”
They lock eyes for a moment before Frightengale pushes past Dr. Death, leaving him to contemplate her words.
Tonight, we have a hardcore match between Grimskull, Doom, Harold Attano, and Yellow Python, who will win in this match all about violence? We find out now!
DING! DING! Grimskull, Doom, and Attano all roll out of the ring looking for a weapon of their choice! Yellow Python sprints through the ropes and nails a suicide dice to Attano! He rolls back in the ring, runs and another suicide dive this time to Grimskull! He runs back in! A third suicide dive? No! Chair shot to the skull by Doom to a mid-air Python!
Doom drags Python towards the barricade! Python is seated and Doom leans the chair against Python’s head! He charges! SCRAMBLE! That running knee drives the chair into Python! Doom turns around ready to survey the surroundings! He turns right into a superkick! LESSON! Grimskull got all of that!
Grimskull looks under the ring! He has found a board covered in barbed wire! He leans it against the barricade! Attano nails a shotgun dropkick to back of Grimskull! He is launched into his barbed wire trap! He’s stuck and Attano charges! SILENCED! Hidden blade elbow to the back of the skull drives Grimskull further into the barbed wire!
THE SPLITTER! Doom gores Attano into a prone Grimskull! Two for the price of one! He picks up Attano and rolls him into the ring! He is ready to end this chaos and Doom hoists Attano onto his shoulders! IMPENDING DOOM! Death Valley Driver- No! ARMBREAKER! He grabbed the arm and countered it into a kimura! He has it locked in tight and Doom is tapping out!
Attano has done it! Brilliant move to win the match!
WINNER: HAROLD ATTANO
BY FORCE
Ringside.
With that brutal match over, The Yellow Python is somehow back to his feet, receiving a standing ovation from these enamoured fans. He’s found himself with the crowd right behind him since joining Old School Wrestling.
He raises an arm in salute to the crowd before tumbling to the outside and making a limped walk down the steps towards the entrance.
As he does, figures flash before our eyes. It’s Sebastian Boswick, Mr. Kleen, Tucker Goode and PMS. Kleen attacks Python from behind with a steel chair to the back of the skull, knocking him to the floor.
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
The crowd let them know what they think as Boswick directs Goode and PMS to pull him back to his feet.
“You’ve forced our hand,” The Leader of ACA aggressively informs him, slapping him brutally in the face as his cohorts restrain him. Unfortunately, The Python is out of it.
They slowly drag him through the backstage curtain, leaving the crowd to boo and hiss in disappointment.
What do the ACA want in The Yellow Python? He’s made it clear that he wants nothing to do with them but for some reason they’re relentless.
Mr. Kleen especially.
Cut.
READ ALL ABOUT IT
The People’s Voice.
Colt Ramsey sits behind a desk, typing up his latest article. It isn’t what he wants to write about; these days it never is.
Just then, Harold Attano pulls up a chair alongside him.
“Zeus told you he needed a favour,” Attano says abruptly. “I’m here to deliver that message.”
“Tell me,” Colt enquires carefully. “After everything you went through, why would you so easily go back into the pocket of Zeus?”
Attano pensively sighs.
“The truth,” he bluntly admits. “Zeus told me the truth.”
“About what?” Colt wants desperately to know.
“It doesn’t matter. What does matter is what the Baron wants and what he wants is for you to do nothing more than your job,” Nobody confirms with a toothy smile. Colt looks confused. “He wants you to write an article revealing that Narcissa is Hera, his former wife and the leader of The Uprising.”
Ramsey looks astonished. He tries to speak but stammers. He can’t get the words out.
“Put a target on her back and let the people of Arcadia take aim,” Harold demands.
“I-If I do that, she’ll be dead by morning,” he says in shock. “We all might be.”
Attano stands up, straightening out his jacket.
“Get it done, Colt,” he warns. “Or I’ll be back.”
Nobody walks away, leaving Colt Ramsey to sit at his computer and make the biggest decision of his life. Will he write this article?
Does he have a choice?
Cut.
Deep inside the box the darkest emotion buried was that of fear and six competitors delve deep into the carnage of the devils favorite creation. Who will survive their trip into the underworld and who will succumb to their greatest fears?
The bell sounds as all six competitors look…hesitant. Cade grips the cell, testing it’s sturdiness. Boswick slides underneath the ropes, conversing with Ms Perrywinkle on the outside. Felix walks over to The Burned Man, outstretching his hand with a wide grin as the weathered hero observes it for a moment, shaking it
BACKDRAFT! TBM nails Felix out of nowhere, pulling him into the spinning elbow that near knocks Foley out cold. TBM just shrugs, mouthing sorry before getting gripped around the waist
BLINDSIDE! Burned Man gets dropped right on his dome with that Sidewinder style Saito Suplex. V1sion barely gets to get to his feet before he’s peppered with heavy lefts and rights by Jinx before she leaps up and dims his lights with a brutal roundhouse kick to the side of the head.
Jinx tries to leap up to the top rope, possibly looking to inflict a little Ransomware into the Blinded One but Perseus leaps up behind her, gripping Jinx from behind
SUPER GERMAN SUPLEX…NO!
Jinx fights off the deadly Spider Suplex, raining down hard elbow after elbow to knock Cade back down to the apron. She steadies herself for a moment before leaping off
RIGHT INTO BOOTS THAT ARE MADE FOR BOOTIN’! Brutal mid-air Big Boot may well have knocked Jinx out cold and if she wasn’t then, she may well be after Felix pulls her up to his feet, holding her to his chest as he walks forward
FALL GUY! FALLAWAY SLAM OVER THE ROPES INTO THE STEEL CELL!
TBM is back to his feet as he and Foley begin to go back at it, heavy lefts and rights that Felix with his abnormal like strength begins to get the better of. Felix goes to whip TBM into the ropes but the Hero manages to reverse the whip, ducking underneath a clothesline attempt
HOSTILE DOWN! Jackson Cade uses TBM like a launching pad to nail a brutal superkick to the jaw of Foley, sending him tumbling through the ropes to the outside. Cade and TBM look at one another for a moment before V1sion nails the both of them from behind with a pair of clotheslines.
V1sion pulls up TBM, rocking him with a hard headbutt but Cade manages to block one sent his way before stunning him with a stiff knee to the jaw. V1sion staggers back right in between TBM and Cade who nod before spinning around
INCENDIARY DRAFT! SANDWICH SPINNING ELBOWS!
V1sion collapses to the canvas as Jinx springboards off the ropes, leaping onto the back of Cade. Clinging onto him as she tries to rain down elbow after elbow to his skull, Cade manages to stun her by slamming his skull backfirst into hers before flinging her forwards over his head
RIGHT INTO A POWERBOMB BY TBM!
Cade nods in approval, putting out a fist towards Maxwell who looks at it with suspicion for a moment before nodding and reciprocating with a fist bump. Cade smiles before getting into a fighting position, urging The Burned Man to bring it but the Burned Man doesn’t look to continue the fight, instead pointing behind Cade.
Perseus turns around as the pair stare at the leader of the ACA, Boswick casually conversing with Perrywinkle while trying to avoid the battles. His faithful assistant motions for him to turn around as Sebastian does, noticing both men have their sole focus all on him as he visibly gulps.
And tries to run.
TBM slides out on the left, Jackson slides out on the right as they follow, surrounding him on all sides before slowly moving forward. Boswick looking all around for an escape and seeing none, rushes into the ring as both men follow suit. TBM is first in as he gets stomped down by Boswick but that’s stopped by Cade who slides in and clotheslines the leader of the ACA from behind.
Boswick staggers up into a hard enziguri to the back of the head, stumbling backwards into a half nelson by TBM
ASHES
TBM holds onto Boswick, pulling him back up before dumping him on his head again
TO ASHES!
Boswick is dazed and confused as he desperately tries to crawl away to the outside, Ms Perrywinkle reaching into the cell for her glorious leader as TBM and Cade just stare down at him. Sebastian is halfway through the ropes, one hand holding into Valerie’s before he’s pulled back into the ring by both men but the hand that was holding Valerie’s isn’t empty.
Sebastian is pulled back to his feet by TBM who tries to nail him with another backdraft but Sebastian ducks underneath before gripping something hard inside his hand.
STEEL PIPE TO THE SKULL!
TBM crashes to the mat as Cade swings wild but gets a pipe shot of his own. Boswick nails both men with the pipe several times before lifting TBM up to his feet and hoisting him high up into the air
POWERBOMB OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE!
Cade staggers up to his feet into another brutal pipe shot that sends an arc of blood through the air before he’s biel tossed into the corner. Cade crawls up using the ropes just as Boswick rushes forward
STAMP OF AUTHORITY! Brutal Running Big Boot right to the jaw of the former world champion but he’s not done as Boswick lifts Cade up onto his shoulders, locking in that brutal Torture Rack. He goes to crank back but spies Jinx up on the top rope, muscling his way into a better position as she leaps off
ANONYMOUS CENSORSHIP! TORTURE RACK/BLACK ARROW COMBINATION!
Boswick drops Cade like a sack of shit onto the canvas as Jinx stumbles up, holding her ribs right into a hard headbutt. She staggers back but ducks underneath the follow up right hook before stunning Boswick with a hard knee to the jaw. Sebastian is seeing stars before he’s whipped across the ring by Jinx but he ducks underneath the STS attempt before bouncing off the other side.
SILENCE THE SIN! CLOTHESLINE FROM HECK TURNS JINX INSIDE GODDAMN OUT!
The ring is littered with bodies as the leader of the ACA stands tall, looking to drop down for a cover only to be spun around
AS A HAND IS THRUST DOWN HIS THROAT! FELIX FOLEY INTRODUCING SEBASTIAN TO THE PUPPETSHOW!
Felix doesn’t have it fully locked in though, Boswick fighting out as he tries to pound down on Felix but Foley’s strength is almost inhuman. Boswick scrambling on the canvas for something…anything before his hands grip that steel pipe once more.
SLAMMING IT OVER THE SKULL OF FELIX!
Boswick drives the steel over Foley over and over, bending the pipe and opening a large cut onto the Puppetmaster’s skull. Felix’s grip loosens as Boswick manages to escape the claw before nailing Felix once more, dropping him to his knees.
Sebastian looks at the blood on his hands, enraged at the violence he’s been forced to inflict before pulling the pipe between Felix’s jaw and locking in the Censorer Crossface! Sebastian is furious as he pulls back with all his strength infused with the metal pipe but Felix isn’t in pain or even crying out…
As the blood drips into his eyes, Foley begins trembling in rage himself.
Boswick pulls back even further but he’s awoken something inside Felix as the Puppetmaster slowly rises to his feet, Boswick clinging onto him with the crossface still locked in. Felix rises to his feet, driving one single elbow into the temple of Boswick which knocks him loopy. Felix lifts Boswick up high in a Gorilla Press before dropping him back down onto his shoulder
AND NEARLY DRIVING HIM THROUGH THE WELCOME MAT WITH A SHOULDER POWERSLAM!
Boswick looks out as Felix is still furious. Turning into a flurry of lefts and rights from a revived V1sion who tries to grip Felix in a headlock but as he spins out, Foley stumbles back and nearly takes V1sion’s head off with a skull cracking Bicycle Kick. V1sion stumbles into the ropes, eyes glassy before he stumbles forward, Foley going behind with a Full Nelson
SNIPPING THE STRINGS! FULL NELSON SUPLEX!
Foley is on a rampage here, trying to calm himself down but his head turns as he sees the rising TBM and fury returns to his eyes.
SUICIDE DIVE INTO TBM! That wasn’t pretty but all 260+ pounds drove the Burned Man into the cell wall, Foley rolling to his feet as he hoists Maxwell up with one hand, lifting him up onto his shoulders before running forward
BUMPED YOUR HEAD…THROUGH THE CELL!
Both men tumble through the steel to the concrete floor below. Foley gets to his feet, barely fazed by the bump but he’s rushed from behind by Cade, clearly knowing who the real threat at the moment is. Cade tries to beat down on Felix but a simple right hand knocks Jackson for a loop. Felix grips Cade around the throat, looking for a killer of an end to the former world champion
LOW BLOW!
That stopped Foley there as TBM pulls Cade up to his feet before both men begin to beat down on Foley. TBM holding Foley up as Cade backs up, looking to down a hostile but Foley elbows his way out of TBM’s grip
before gripping Cade as he rushes forward
MASTER OF PUPP…
ETERNAL BURNING!
TBM wraps Felix in that Crossface Chickenwing, Foley trying to fight out but TBM can’t feel his blows as he takes him down to the concrete, yelling at Cade to double tap him. Perseus looks upwards, and begins to climb the cell.
Five feet…ten feet…fifteen. Not quite at the top but damn near, Cade looks down as TBM’s grip is slowly loosening from the assault from Felix. Cade roars before letting go and leaping off elbow first
SCREAMING
EAGGGGGGGLLLLLLLEEE!!!!
BUT FOLEY SLIPS OUT OF THE HOLD JUST IN TIME, ROLLING AWAY AS CADE CRASHES DOWN
Jackson Cade lands a death defying elbowdrop right onto TBM, both men motionless as Foley tries to catch his breath after that deadly choke.
Inside, V1sion and Jinx slowly rise to their feet. The Fatal Error up first as she rushes V1sion, nailing him with a brutal knee to the jaw before before she spins around, trying for the DDos Elbow but V1sion ducks underneath, grabbing her from behind
BLINDSIDE! Saito Suplex dumping Jinx right on the back of her head but he’s not done as he holds on, hoisting her up onto his shoulders
AND AWAKENING JINX INTO DARKNESS WITH THE GORDBUSTER GTS! That has to be it as V1sion drops down for the pinfall
But Boswick is behind him as he grips V1sion by the back of the head and throws him clear over the ropes to the outside.
The Leader of the ACA looking to steal the victory here but before he can drop down for the pinfall, he’s spun around on his heels
AS HIS STRINGS ARE CUT WITH THE DEADLY FOLEY DOUBLE ARM DDT!
That has to be it as Foley collapses onto Boswick, the referee sliding in for the pinfall
ONE
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TWO
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THREE!!!
Felix Foley picks up the victory here tonight, overcoming his fear and five other competitors in this brutal main event.
WINNER: FELIX FOLEY
DOG DAYS II
The Slums.
Stood outside the chain-link fence from Hail to the King and it’s clear that Colt has successfully tracked his master to where he’s being held captive. Tombstone stands looking ominously from behind the gate.
Flutter.
With that, he appears suddenly behind the locked gate. Colt barks as he undoes the bolt and allows the faithful pup inside. These two becoming a dynamic duo of sorts.
The Champion pulls open the door and storms inside, revealing Drewitt now chained to the bed, where he sits uncomfortably. He rushes over with Colt who immediately leaps up at his owner, licking him ferociously.
“You’re the last person I expected to see,” he says to Tombstone, who grabs the chain and violently snaps it with a power unlike anything we’ve seen.
“I don’t condone the actions of Igor Mortis,” he reveals. “Authority Sterling has made our match for Red Snow. Our war needs to be settled. There’s an order to things that must be maintained and resolved.”
Drewitt stands up and heads towards the door with Tombstone, only the unknown figure appears behind them.
“I can’t let you leave,” he says ominously. “I told you, didn’t I? Your destiny is greater than even you could imagine. If you leave here tonight, there’s no assurance that you’ll fullfil it.”
Colt suddenly rushes him, leaping at him as Tombstone and Drewitt head towards the door and make their escape.
They make it outside the chain-link fence, which automatically shuts behind them – suprising them both. Drewitt tries desperately to make it back inside and get Colt, only Tombstone is quick to shout at him.
“We have to go,” he roars at him. “Now…”
Yelp.
With one brutal yelp emanating from Colt, the scuffle inside concludes.
The Explorer tries desperately to get back inside, but upon hearing the sound of Colt’s demise, Tombstone drags him away.
Cut.