Tuesday Night Tenacity May 17th 2016

[Nikki Micheals]

TUESDAY NIGHT TENACITY 

Tuesday May 17th 

T-Mobile Arena, Las Vegas Nevada. 

{The intro video fades to a packed T-Mobile Arena where fireworks are going off on the entrance ramp. The crowd is cheering as the pyro ends and the theme music plays over the P.A. There are signs that show support for their favorite in ring competitors while, likewise, there are several fans wearing VWS t-shirts. The cameras then focus in on the three person commentary team of Stevie Daniels, Ray Jerome, and “Wild” Bill Harrison. All three look eager for a huge night of wrestling.}

Stevie Daniels: Welcome to Tuesday Night Tenacity as we are two weeks removed from Uprising and only a few shorts away from our second PPV, All In: The House always wins.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: ...and you have to believe that tonight's main event will play into that match in a HUGE way as we will see …

Ray Jerome: We will see my boy Cable Arcane take what is his by walking into a triple threat with two men who are not worthy and walk out the number one contender to Landen Dalmon's Velocity Championship.

Stevie Daniels: It might not be that easy as one of his opponents, Kellen Klein, has a victory in tag team competition and looks to have great potential.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Be fair. He won in tag team competition, but it was one of his girlfriends who scored the pinfall victory. He is all style and no substance.

Stevie Daniels: Joining those two men is The Game, who is one of many debuts tonight.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Sarah Twilight, Lilith, Dylan Black, Mark Storm, and Night Rider will all be making their presence tonight. I for one cannot wait.

Ray Jerome: And don't forget that we have the fresh signings of Scarlet and Monster Max who could very well make their appearance tonight.

Stevie Daniels: And with the recent comings and goings, you better believe that there will be tons of shake ups on the way to our next big event.

Ray Jerome: Yes, hopefully one of those shakeups will not be Avery Miles getting himself involved in Alex Jones' business again. That guy needs to learn his place.

Stevie Daniels: He believes his place is challenging for the title that Jones holds, and he might be right.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Yes, but it is Gillmen who has a guaranteed shot. What will happen when him and Miles have to team together against Amok and Night Rider?

Ray Jerome: I am not so sure that those two men will be able to be on the same page.

Stevie Daniels: Speaking of working together, Sarah Twilight has made several disparaging remarks about the women's division and her partner, Amber Richards, did not like being grouped in with her.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: That could be equally as explosive as they do battle with Eliza Valentine and Kate Steel.

Stevie Daniels: Without any further ado, let's take it down to ringside...
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FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
Blue Slip Match
Storm v Dylan Black v Jimmy Wicked v Mike Bradley
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Stevie Daniels: Welcome to T.N.T. live in Las Vegas, Nevada! Coming back from commercial, and we already have the first three contestants in our "Blue Slip" Match already waiting inside of the ring.

Ray Jerome: One person tonight will keep their job, while the others will find themselves in the unemployment line later on this week.

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Yeah, and I know something about unemployment. And SSI. And being homeless...

Ray Jerome: You're rambling again, Bill.

"Wild" Bill Harrison: And here comes Dylan Black!!!

{As "Wrong by coldrain" hits the pa system the crowd has a huge pop throughout the arena as Dylan Black comes out from behind the curtain and gives a huge shout to the crowd stating that he is here and ready to fight. He takes little time as he makes his way to and in to the ring, as Colin Overstreet announces his arrival to the match.}

Colin Overstreet: And the final contestant in the four-way "Blue Slip" match, weighing in at 215 pounds and coming to us from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania... DYLAN BLACK!!!

{As Dylan is in the ring he makes his way over to the turnbuckle and climbs it smiling at the fans and opening his arms as the fans throw streamers at him as his opponents look on at him.}


Stevie Daniels: Well, that was the last contestant set to compete in this match. Already inside the ring is Jimmy Wicked, Mike Bradley, and Storm.

Ray Jerome: So a bunch of nobody's is what you're saying?

{Timekeeper Oscar Guererra rings the bell, as the four men circle each other inside of the ring...}

Ray Jerome: Oh God, this dance. WHY ARE THEY NOT HITTING EACH OTHER?

"Wild" Bill Harrison: This is wrestling! It's not a damned street fight, or a boxing match, this is WRESTLING! There's a subtlety to the art... AND THERE GOES JIMMY WICKED LEVELING MIKE BRADLEY OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!

{Both men go over the top rope, as Storm and Dylan Black lock up in a traditional manner inside of the ring. Storm scores a kneelift on Dylan Black, and tries to suplex him, but is blocked, before Dylan Black rolls up Storm into a small package, as referee Devin Johnson begins the count...}

1...

2...

3!!!

{Dylan Black releases the small package, as Storm rolls up and slams his hands onto the mat in shock and anger! Both Jimmy Wicked and Mike Bradley look on into the ring to see Dylan Black declared the winner, each with a dumbfounded look on their faces, as Ray Jerome laughs, while "Wild" Bill Harrison and Stevie Daniels comment...}

Stevie Daniels: That was FAST!!! Have you ever seen a match end that quick?

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Uh... Yeah, but wow that was quick! I really feel sorry for some of those guys. They didn't get much of a chance, there. And to get their slips?

Ray Jerome: HA HA!!! They gotta be quicker if they want to keep their jobs in a place like this! And Dylan Black REALLY wanted to keep his job! Y'all saw that, right?

Stevie Daniels: I guess we go to commercial? Or another segment? I mean, we had some time set aside for this match!

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Well, not to take anything away from Dylan Black, who capitalized like a true pro, but yeah. I was hoping to see something special out of these guys tonight. Something worth keeping them all from getting the ugly axe.

Ray Jerome: I'm not sad! More potential pay for all three of us, y'know what I mean?

"Wild" Bill Harrison: True. I guess I could spend it on my meds...

Stevie Daniels: I guess. Well, moving right along, we've got more action coming up later tonight! We still got another Fatal Four-Way scheduled between the ladies tonight!

Ray Jerome: We got classic tag action from both the men AND the ladies coming up later...

"Wild" Bill Harrison: And we got that three-way dance to determine who will become the next Number 1 Contender for the Velocity Title as our Main Event. You don't want to miss that! Seriously...

Stevie Daniels: So stay tuned as we come back with more action after this break!

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SEGMENT
Teddys and Cookies
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Kayla Richards: No....

Eliza Valentine: C'mon she'd love it soooo much.....

{Kayla and Eliza walk backstage, Eliza is bouncing up and down as Kayla just deadpans her}

Kayla Richards: No.....

Eliza Valentine: But...but...it would mean so much and it'd be fun and it would only be once....

Kayla Richards: (sigh) NO!!!!

{They stop and turn into a lockerroom opening the door, Kayla takes a step and there is a loud crunch. Kayla lookc confused and checks her shoe}

Kayla Richards: A...cookie?

Eliza Valentine: Why the he-

Lilith: MY COOKIE!....THAT WAS A DOUBLE PEANUT CRUNCH YOU FOOL!!!

{Lilith comes flying in looking at the crushed cookie on the rug, Kayla raises an eyebrow as Eliza tries to figure out what is going on}

Lilith: Look at it........LOOK AT IT...YOU NAUGHTY BEARS

Eliza Valentine: Jeez Kay.....you crushed the poor girls cookie....I wish you'd crush my cookie like that....

{Lilith holds the crushed pieces in her hands in front of Kayla and Eliza, Eliza looks around Lilith to see a ring of teddy bears sitting on a rub with cookies there in the center. She bursts out laughing and Lilith tilts her head confused}

Eliza Valentine: Are...is that....a teddy bears picnic?.....

Kayla Richards: .....NOPE

{Kayla turns and exits the room as fast as possible, Eliza thought walks in to investigate, she leans down and is about to grab a teddy bear when Lilith slaps her hand}

Eliza Valentine: OWW!!!!

Lilith: Don't...touch....mister.....BEARINGTON!

Eliza Valentine: Why the hell did my Aunt Ana hire you?

Lilith: Your Aunt?..Ana?....EWWWWWWWWW you're a valentine....they're dirty aren't they mister bearington?....

{Lilith pulls the bear up and mimics a voice, Eliza slowly steps back towards the door and slides through back out into the hallway, Lilith looks up holding the bear in one hand while munching a cookie in the other}

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SEGMENT
Media Lounge Number 1
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{The cameras cut backstage to an area with two pillars with VWS t-shirts and giant foam fingers hanging from it. Also, the two steel pillars have TV's with footage from earlier broadcast episodes of Tenacity. In front of these pillars, is a somewhat plumb man with a beard. He is wearing a backwards VWS baseball hat and a newly printed VWS hockey jersey. The man smiles at the camera.}

That Guy: Hey! Who has two thumbs and is the new head marketing and media?

{He uses his two thumbs to point to himself.}

That Guy: THIS GUY!

{He breaks the pose as he excitedly begins to talk directly at the camera.}

This Guy: Yes, that is my name, and this is the VWS Media Lounge. Every week I will come to with several different ways to stay connected with the VWS on our happenings, merchandise deals, insider info, and, hey, I might have a special guest every once in a while.

{He pauses before the televisions switch to a graphic promoting the next big PPV Even, “All In: The House Always Wins.”}

This Guy: First though, we need to talk about what is going down in Atlantic City in only a matter of weeks. That is right, the Valentine Wrestling Syndicate World Heavyweight Championship will be defended for the first time on June 5th! Will Alex Jones be able to walk out the champion and WHO exactly will be the one to challenge? Many reports claim Avery Miles III being the man for that spot, but my sources say that you shouldn't count out Johnny Gillmen cashing in his contendership for that title. Also, on the card will be Crystal Millar defending her title for the first time as well. Can a newly signed Mistress of Mischief be in line for that shot this early. If you were to ask me, I would tell you “MOST DEFINITELY” ...but don't quote me on it. Though, there is talk that actress Christa Miller, from The Drew Carey Show, Scrubs, and Cougar Town might be making a special appearance to call Millar out on blatantly ripping her off. And, in addition to that, later tonight, we find out who will challenge Landen Dalmon for the Velocity championship. Vegas betting odds say that a mystery fourth person will be added in last minute ...and he could possibly be a former husband of Britney Spears. All of these amazing hypothetical matches, and maybe even an evening gown match will most certainly take place on June 5th!

{The cameras switch to a logo that reads “VWS MERCHANDISE DEAL OF THE WEEK!” as he holds up a t-shirt that is thrown to him from off camera.}

This Guy: Now, it is time for my MERCHANDISE DEAL OF THE WEEK! If you place your order in the next thirty minutes, you can our cotton blend OFFICIAL VWS t-shirts for half price. Typically, you would have to pay fifty dollars for these babies, but if you order now, we will give them to you for 25 . Only a limited amount are in stock, so order now. Check out how sleek and fashionable they are.

{He throws the t-shirt off the the side as the phone number “1-800-TGUY” appears on the TV's behind him and in front of him.}

This Guy: And finally, seeing that I am in charge of media and marketing, I have the insider scoops that you cannot even find on the dirt sheets. No, the only way to find out the real inner workings of this great company is our hotline at 1-800-TGUY! For instance, I have it on good authority that when we visit Atlantic City in a few short weeks, that we could very well be experiencing an invasion from a certain Boardwalk Empire. That is how fast we are growing. We are on their radar. The only way to find out all of the information of this collision that will MOST DEFINITELY might HAPPEN is to give me a ring. Or, what about this juicy tid bit? Many are speculating as to why Trixie left. They have their theories, but only I know the truth. There is a reason that nobody has seen her drink alcohol, but was also vomitting up a storm before she left. Could there be a pitter patter of little feet and what guy named Javen could be the father? Again, to find out the truth, you need to call 1-800-TGUY.

{The phone number disappears, as he looks back at the camera.}

This Guy: That is all for now, but remember to order All In on PPV June 5th, and come back here next week for another edition of the Media Lounge. My special guest could be our special signee who is jumping ship from 4CW ...or it could be Lamont, WHO KNOWS?

{The camera fades back into the action}

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FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
Lilith v Heather v Samantha Tolson v Kimberly Heart
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Collin Overstreet: The following Fatal-Four Way Match is scheduled for one fall …

{The house lights go down as colorful lights start flashing all around the area. "Boom Clap" by Charli XCX begins to play, as Lilith appears at the top of the entrance ramp. She is wearing a black miniskirt, burgundy leggings, an extremely tight low cut tank top and black leather heeled ankle boots. Lilith proceeds to skips down to the ring holding a teddy bear in her hand. Despite her cheerful appearance, the crowd boo her loudly as she skips down to the ring.}

Colin Overstreet: From Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 132 pounds.... she is LILITH!!!

{Lilith then skips around the outside of the ring, placing her teddy bear on the turnbuckle and bounces up onto the ring apron, waving to the crowd and blowing kisses to them all. She climbs through the ropes still smiling and waving to everyone whilst waiting for the match to begin.}

Stevie Daniels: This woman scares me.

Ray Jerome: This woman turns me on.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: That is a woman. I thought she was some kind of weird Andy Warhol painting come to life.

Stevie Daniels: Either way, Lilith is probably our weirdest signing ever. If you have seen her twitter posts, she has committed to destroying the quote unquote “Bubble Gum Bitches.”

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Well, that certainly matches the profile of the idiot that is about to come out next.

Ray Jerome: This is my favorite part of the week: DAT ASS

Collin Overstreet: and her opponent …

{The anthem of the Spring of 2000 plays as "Ooops, I Did It Again" hits the P.A system and Heather struts out onto the rampway a green bikini, complete with matching knee pads, elbow pads, and boots. She waves enthusiastically to the fans as her partner and bestie, Abby, trails behind her smoking on a joint wearing board shorts and a bikini top. Heather turns and shakes her ass to the music ...as Abby stops her so she has SOME self-respect. Heather stops and then skips on down to the ringside area with Abby following along. At ringside, Heather tries to greet the fans, but some of the guys just keep trying to grab her ass. Instead of getting offended, she giggles and says "Oh you." After a bit of this, Abby pulls her away and points her to the ring.}

Collin Overstreet: Being accompanied by Abby, weighing in at one hundred six pounds and hailing from Phoenix Arizona …HEATHER!

{Heather, still with a wide smile on her face, climbs up the steel steps and struts to the apron. Like any good cheerleader, she falls into splits, which gets a good pop from the crowd. In the splits, she rolls underneath the bottoms rope. She stops in the middle of the ring as Abby remains outside, cheering on her friend. As her music plays, Heather does a little dance routine to the song before dropping into splits once more.}

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Is she going to wrestle in THAT? That isn't feesible.

Stevie Daniels: That could certainly lead to wardrobe malfuctions.

Ray Jerome: I am pretty sure that is the point.

Stevie Daniels: Either way, Heather, despite having Abby at ringside, is the rookie of this match. Does she have what it takes to beat three other women and make a name for herself?

“Wild” Bill Harrison: You know the answer to that.

Ray Jerome: I certainly think she can make a name for herself on Girl's Gone Wild Island. Does anyone remember that? It was a thing.

Stevie Daniels: If she has half the abilities that Klein and Abby have, she very well could walk out the legit winner.

Collin Overstreet: Her opponent … m kinr her way to the ring, Kimberly HEART!

{Go Go Power Rangers begins to blast across the speakers as it does that’s when Kimberly makes her way out from behind the curtain accompanied by her boyfriend Todd Williams. She does a cartwheel before she sprints down the ring clapping the hands of the fans. She hugs a little girl before she quickly slides into the ring. Todd just claps his hands as well, as he breaks out into some hip hopkido on the outside of the ring.}

Ray Jerome: What juice bar did this girl come from?

Stevie Daniels: Ernie's

“Wild” Bill Harrison: What are you two on about?

Ray Jerome: It was a shot. Actually, it still is a show, but I think she is modeled after a character from the old show ...that is going to be a movie starring Elizabeth Banks.

Stevie Daniels: The important thing is that Kimberly Heart is here and looking to pick up her first victory against two women with a lot of hype behind them. None has the pedigree of the woman that is about to make her grand appearance here.

[The lights go down in the arena, and the hard guitar opening of Superchick's "Hey Hey"
begins to filter through the sound system.]

Some people you can never please
You might as well just let them be
They mock everything not their own
From their imaginary throne
(whispered)
But I won't bow down
Even if the whole world
Thinks I'm crazy

[Samantha Tolson then steps out onto the entryway, throwing a couple of gentle punches at
the air, then a kick or two before raising her arms to the cheering crowd.]

So hey hey
This song is for us
So put your hands in the air
If you're crazy like us
Hey hey

Hey hey
That's freedom you hear
Comin' right to your ear
That's the sound from our bus
Hey hey

[Samantha slaps fives with those along the aisle, walking slowly toward the ring, then around
it, continuing to greet the fans.]

Hey!

[Tolson pumps her right hand, balled into a fist, into the air in time with the chant.]

Hey!

[And does it a second time on the second chant.]

Why try to be like someone else
When you can only be yourself
No one can sing the song you do
Be true be legendary you
So I won't sell out
Even if the whole world
Thinks I'm crazy

[Samantha finally makes her way to ringside, leaping from a flat-footed stance on the floor
straight onto the apron, then slingshots herself into the ring as the announcer makes his announcement.]

Announcer: “Coming to the ring/And her opponent….she is from Jefferson City, Missouri….the first female graduate of Camp Nightfall...standing five feet six inches tall and weighing in this
morning at one-hundred fifty-eight pounds….she is….”NO GIMMICKS NEEDED” SAMANTHA TOLSON!!!

So hey hey
This song is for us
So put your hands in the air
If you're crazy like us
Hey hey
Hey hey
That's freedom you hear
Comin' right to your ear
That's the sound from our bus
Hey hey

[The rock anthem begins to fade out as Samantha stretches on the ropes, awaiting the bell.]

Ray Jerome: What an entrance.

Stevie Daniels: While she has had a rough few weeks, Samantha Tolson has to be the odds on favorite to walk out of this one with the W ...and make a good case for being a top contender to the All-Star title.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Here is what I like about her. We just saw a bikini blonde, a psycho, and something out of a children's cartoon. Samantha Tolson has been trained all over the world as a WRESTLER. She lets her ring work be her act and doesn't need to depend on these outside elments.

Ray Jerome: But, I bet she would look killer in one of the bikinis the girls of Douche Nation wear.

Stevie Daniel: Yes, but she doesn't need to. What she does in the ring gets a reaction alone.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: You are damn right.

{Once Tolson's music dies down and fans finish cheering, the four ladies stare at each other, before beginning to circle around. The bell ring and Lilith is immediately out of her corner, knocking Heather off of her feet and hitting her with lefts and rights. Meanwhile, Tolson whips Kimberly Heart into the corner and follows up with a running knee in the corner. She follows up with chops to the chest in the corner, while Lilith lays out Heather with a DDT. The two stand up, and turn towards each other before charging.}

Stevie Daniels: Lilith and Tolson look good in the opening here, but they know who the threats are and they want a piece of each other right now.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: They are smart; Corner the weak links, so you can take out the pillars.

Ray Jerome: We are about to see one hell of a drag out fight here between these two ladies. Lilith has that mean streak, while Samantha has those stiff strikes she learned in Japan.

{The women start trading lefts and rights in the middle of the ring as the fans cheer. Neither woman gives ground as they try to hit each other as hard as possible. Finally, Tolson dodges a right from Lilith and circles around her for a release German Suplex that lays her out in the middle of the ring.}

“Wild” Bill Harrison: See! My girl Samantha is putting on a clinic here. She could end it right here.

Stevie Daniels: Unfortunately for you, here comes your favorite female wrestler.

Ray Jerome: And look at that damn booty bounce. I need a shower, boys and girls.

{Before she can make the cover, Heather is back up and launches herself at her with a hurricanrana ...THAT Tolson catches in mid-air before transitioning the move into a snap DDT that gets a good chear from the fans in attendance. Unfortunately, Samantha is spun around and immediately gets hit with a jumping enziguri from Kimberly Heart. Knowing she is on a roll, she pulls Tolson to her feet and whips her into the corner turnbuckle making her crash into the turnbuckle making her flip upside down in the tree of woe position. Before Heart can work on her, Lilith flips her around and her with a drop toe hold FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE that gets an “ooof” from the crowd.} 

Ray Jerome: This is what I like about Lilith, she knows how to make the enviroment around her a weapon.

Stevie Daniels: We are in the early goings here and she is proven to be someone you don't want to see on the other end of the ring. Her out of the box thinking makes it hard to get in her head.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Why would anybody want to be there in the first place?

{Tolson is still stuck in the tree of woe while Lilith stomps on Kimberly Heart in the corner. Heather is back to her feet and backs up ...before hitting Tolson with a dropkick to the head making her fall back off of the turnbuckle. Heather jumps up and down in celebration of hitting a movie ...and continues to jump up and down to the delight of the fans in attendance. A few seconds go by, but she is still jumping up and down as the fans are engrossed with this impromptu man show that is happening.}

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Well, lo and behold she did something and now she is doing what she knows best.

Stevie Daniels: Yeah, this isn't really doing a whole lot for women as a whole right now.

Ray Jerome: Oh, would you two sticks in the mud be quiet. She is having a good time, I am having a good time ...LET ME HAVE THIS!

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Heather better listen to her friend, because it looks like she is in for a world of hurt.

{Outside the ring, Abby yells to her to look out behind her. Sure enough, Lillith is behind Heather with a sweet, but twisted smile on her face, as she enjoys how jealous the blonde in the bikini is. She wants attention, Lilith is going to give her attention. Understanding that something isn't right, Heather stops jumping up and down, with a look of fear appearing on her face. Heather turns right into a palm strike from Lilith. Heather falls to her butt, right as Lilith grabs for her legs. Heather tries to kick her off, but it is too late. She has Heather by the bare legs and puts her on her shoulders. Lilith starts spinning her around in an airplane spin. As she does this, there is a look of great joy on her face as she toys with the blonde bimbo!}

Stevie Daniels: Heather is in the last place she wants to be: in the clutches of Lilith.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: In all fairness, Airplane spin isn't the scariest move in the world.

Ray Jerome: It is when you use it the way that Lilith use it. LOOK!

{Kimberly Heart approaches, but Lilith slams her body right into her, knocking her backwards. Tolson charges, ducks her swinging Heather into her, but he spins her the other way around and knocks Tolson to the mat. Finally, Lilith sets her to her feet. Heather walks around dizzy as Lilith claps her hands together in excitement in what comes next. She holds out her arms to Heather, but she looks disoriented and unsure. Lilith holds out her arms even wider with an apologetic look on her face. She mouths out the words “Hug it out, bitch.” Heather considers this and, of course, gives Lilith a big hug. Both women smile together as the fans cheer this show of friendship ...while others cheer it because they know what is coming.}

Stevie Daniels: She has to know better than to trust Lilith here. It is just stupid.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: You know she doesn't.

Ray Jerome: If Heather willing does this, this match is over.

Suddenly, Lilith tightens the hold on Heather and begins squeezing her in her arms. A worried look appears on Heather's face as the hug is tightened around her. Lilith lifts her off the ground as Heather wriggles in her arms, trying to fight her way out. Lilith wags her back and forth as Heather to get out of her clutches to no avail. Finally, it seems as if Heather stops fighting little by little. He movement slows until her arms flops down over Lilith's arms. The referee lifts Heather's arm, but it falls down as she is clearly passed out. The referee holds up her arm once last time, but before he is going to drop it, Kimberly Heart performs a roundhouse kick to the back of Lilith's head that forces her to drop Heather. The match continues.

Stevie Daniels: We were about to see this match end with that brutal bear hug.

Ray Jerome: She would have gotten a way with it too, it it wasn't for those meddling kids who kicked her in the face.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: It seems as if the master technician has got on the same page as heart to take down the major threat that is Lilith. Good thinking.

As Lilith tries getting back to her feet, Heather slides out of the ring as Tolson and Kimberly Heart begin to stomp on the biggest threat, Lilith. Tolson is barking orders at Heart as they pull Lilith up to her feet and send her to the ropes. Lilith bounces off as the two go for a dropkick, but Lilith blocks it. Lilith pulls up Tolson and is going to deliver a snap DDT, but Samantha is saved by a super kick that knocks Lilith Backwards ...which makes Tolson reverse that move into a Fireman's Carry into the middle of the ring. She throws Lilith up to her feet as Kimberly slingshots off the ropes with a hurricarana to the other end of.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: You have to give it up to these two girls, they have been working great together in an attempt to eliminate Lilith form this match.

Stevie Daniels: IT seems to be working so far.

Ray Jerome: It doesn't matter what they do, Lilith will ALWAYS be in my heart ...and that is where it really matters.

With Tolson and Kimberly Heart working together, they dwarf Lilith who is getting to her feet. Lilith looks up at them and just doesn't give a fuck about the odds as she lunges both with women swinging with wild lefts and rights. Samantha and Kimberly hit her with calculated fists that slow her down. The two of them whip Lilith into the corner and Kimberly backs off as Tolson begins her Ode to Japan move in the corner with stiff kicks to Lilith. Lilith falls to her knees as Tolson delivers one last swift kick to her head that makes her fall head first onto the mat. This gets a huge cheer from the fans.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Tolson's international fans must be digging this as much as I am.

Ray Jerome: Really? I am bored. You know, just like ANY wrestling from Japan. She would be better off with a move called ode to Amsterdam

Stevie Daniels: HELL YEAH!

She doesn't have long to celebrate though as when she turns arounds, Kimberly Heart kicks her in the gut and nails her with a Death Vally Driver in the middle of the ring. Knowing she got the best of their alliance, and that the other two are out for the time being, Heart begins to scale the turnbuckle. The fans cheer as she launches herself off with her finishing move frogsplash onto Tolson as this looks to be the end ...but Tolson gets her knees up. Heart holds her ribs in pain as Tolson uses the ropes to pull herself back to her feet.

Stevie Daniels: That alliance didn't last long as Heather made a risk and it didn't pay off.

Ray Jerome: That bitch fell flat on her face when Tolson got those legs up.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Yeah, I have to admit that that was funny.

Tolson grabs Kimberly by the hair with an enraged look on her face. She pulls her up and lays her back down on the mat with an impressive muscle buster for someone her size. This gets a good reaction from the crowd as Tolson feels she has this one. She tosses Heart into the corner and works her over with knife edge chops. Tolson backs up and waits for her to step forward. With a confident smirks she takes her in her arms and performs her patented victory drop Gama that plants Kimberly Heart firmly into the ring. Tolson, quickly makes the cover.

...1

...2

...Broken by Heather

Samantha looks pissed at Heather for interfering in her match and starts hitting her with rights and lefts and until Heather is on the ropes. With a winded Heather hanging off them, Tolson gives her one final knife edge that sends her flying backwards ...but the force knocks her bikini top right off. Heather covers up with her hands, even though she is in pain, as she starts looking around the ring for her top. She pleads to the referee that she needs his help to find it. The referee finds it and has no problem helping her put it back on. Tolson looks at this with a “REALLY?” expression as this is going on. What she doesn't notice is Lilith slide back into the ring with a furry friend that looks harmless.

Ray Jerome: YES! OH GOD YES! WE HAVE A TOPLESS HEATHER IN THE RING. I REPEAT A TOPLESS HEATHER!

Stevie Daniels: Somehow the match is being put to a hault to fix this malfuction, but Tolson doesn't see who is getting back in the ring.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Why does she have a damn Alf doll with her, and why does it look so heavy.

Ray Jerome: That isn't important. What is important is the naked blonde in the ring.

As the referee helps Heather tie her top back on, Tolson is going to pull Heather aside, but instead sense someone coming up from behind her. She turns around just in time for Lilith to slam one of her Teddy bears over her head as the fans boo wildly. Everyone is also perplexed as to something so soft could knock Tolson out cold.

Stevie Daniels: NO! Lilith hit Tolson with that teddy beat and she is out for the count.

Ray Jerome: Sorry, what was going on. I am distracted.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: That bitch is cheating. That is what is going on right now. Tolson could have walked out the victor.

Heather finally gets her bikini top back on but walks right into Lilith who gives her a cute little wave ...before pulling Heather towards and planting a huge kiss. At first, Heather, who does this kind of thing a lot, starts making out back, but suddenly it seems as if Lilith has bitten hard at her tongue and uses her teeth to hold it in place without biting it clean off. She finally releases as she begins sucking the air out of Heather, she FINALLY follows up with a brutal hard spike DDT that leaves Heather laying next to Samantha Tolson in the ring. Lilith makes the cover on Heather. The ref begins the count.

{...1

...2

...3}

Collin Overstreet: Here is your winner ...Lilith

As the three other ladies are out cold in the middle of the ring, Lilith rolls off of Heather and looks at the teddy beat that used to smash over Tolson's head. She crawls to the beat and begins to hold it in her arms as the music plays.

Stevie Daniels: What an impressive debut by Lilith tonight as she might have stolen it, but she still looks strong.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Tolson was cheated by that beat thing.

Ray Jerome: No, Tolson wasn't able to think outside the box.

Suddenly, she unzips the back of the teddy bear to reveal a metal exo-skeleton with red glowing eyes. It looks like the cutest Terminator ever. She holds her special Terminator bear high in the air as she celebrates her victory.

Ray Jarome: What the hell? That beat was actually a robot from the future the whole time. THAT is how she was able to knock out Tolson.

Stevie Daniels: It is cool that his eyes are glowing.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: It doesn't matter. Lilith has one quite the debut match and has looked dominant doing it.

Stevie Daniels: What does the future hold for after this matjor victory?

Ray Jerome: I am sure we will find out soon.

As Lilith celebrates her victory up the walkway, Tolson looks on in anger as Heather and Kimberly rise to their feet, trying to work out what went wrong.

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SEGMENT
Who Is Monster Max?
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{We fade up from black to see a man, rail thin and middle aged, his face heavily lined like a piece of leather that's been tanned for far too long. His hair is grey, and thinning on top. He holds a tumbler with three fingers of scotch in one manicured hand, and grips the arm rest of his recliner in the other. From his surroundings we see that his walls are lined with shelves of books, ancient tomes and texts that most likely have never been read. His recliner is fashionable, upholstered with leather. The man smiles warmly, but his eyes are cold.}

Interviewer: “Could you please state your name for the record?”

{The man nods.}

Man: “My name is Alfred Candy, and I used to run a wrestling promotion.”

Interviewer: “Do you know why you've been asked to participate in this piece?”

{Alfred casts the interviewer a rueful smile. He tilts his tumbler to his lips, and sips gently.}

Alfred Candy: “You want to know about him.”

Interviewer: “Who is 'him'?”

{Alfred sighs.}

Alfred Candy: “Please, don't play coy. You came here looking to find out about him, and you think that because he was around a promotion I ran, that I must have answers.”

Interviewer: “To be honest, Mister Candy, this is standard procedure for us. We've been contracted by our employer to deliver a piece on a new talent they acquired and--”

Alfred Candy: “Yeah, 'talent.'”

{Alfred scoffs and takes another sip of his scotch.}

Interviewer: “If you don't mind, Mister Candy, we'd like to start with when you met Monster Max.”

{Alfred Candy's eyes flicker to some indeterminate corner of the room. Perhaps to a marble bust of his own face, perhaps to the hardwood floors freshly varnished. Whatever has grabbed his attention, it holds him.}

Interviewer: “Mister Candy? When did you first meet Monster Max?”

{Alfred Candy opens his mouth as if to speak, and then shuts it tight. He seems to be pondering something.}

Alfred Candy: “You don't meet him. Not really.”

Interviewer: “How do you mean?”

Alfred Candy: “It's like... you know. It's a feeling you get in the pit of your stomach. Like somebody left a stone there, right in your intestine. It feels heavy, like that. When he's around you just feel this pressure on you. On your shoulders. Like it's forcing you down. You feel that, and then you see him.”

Interviewer: “So when is the first time you saw Monster Max?”

{Alfred Candy smiles wistfully, but his smile is painted with the brush of obdurate concentration. As if he were being forced to remember something better off forgotten.}

Alfred Candy: “The first time I saw him, he was in the ring. In my promotion. He was fighting somebody—I say fight, not wrestle, because that's what it was—and he was winning. I figured one of my aides had signed someone I wasn't aware of. He had entrance music, an outfit, the whole deal. So I'm watching on the monitors as he's beating the piss out of this poor kid from Minnesota. He had hopes and dreams when he started, but...”

Interviewer: “You mean the first time you saw Monster Max, he was already competing for your promotion?”

{Alfred Candy nods.}

Alfred Candy: “That's what I assumed, anyhow. I was wrong, though. He hadn't been signed by anyone on my staff.”

Interviewer: “Then how did he get to the ring?”

{Alfred Candy gives the interviewer a knowing look, cautious, pensive, perhaps even furtive, before taking another sip of his scotch.}

Alfred Candy: “I have no idea. To this day I really don't know how he did it... all I do know, is that we discovered the error, and we signed him.”

Interviewer: “And what happened then?”

{Alfred Candy shakes his head.}

Alfred Candy: “Nothing he signed stuck. Nothing he gave us stuck. Home address, phone number, all of it was fake. Or maybe it was real, at some point...”

{Alfred Candy drifted off again, thinking back to the exact steps that brought him to this moment. He shook his head and returned to the interview.}

Interviewer: “Mister Candy? What happened next?”

Alfred Candy: “He did his thing. You hear stories, you know. But that's all they are. Just stories.”

Interviewer: “What do you mean 'he did his thing'? What stories?”

{Alfred Candy chewed on his lower lip, unsure of whether or not he should say anything. After a moment of silence, he decided what was safe to spill.}

Alfred Candy: “There's a ghost story that's in the business. Locker room talk. Spooky stories to tell your buddy on the road riding from town to town. Stuff to keep you awake, you know? So nobody falls asleep at the wheel. Well, the stuff that he was doing--”

Interviewer: “You mean Max.”

Alfred Candy: “Sure, the stuff he was doing... it was reminiscent of those stories. Ghost stories about a man who would show up in a promotion, and calamity would soon follow. People would get hurt. Others would lose their livelihoods. People would go a little strange. People would get... wrong, somehow. Like something had taken a nice big piece out of a man.”

Interviewer: “That sounds like a pretty messed up ghost story.”

{Alfred Candy nodded.}

Interviewer: “So what happened to your promotion?”

Alfred Candy: “We ran a fair few number of shows at that point. He had been working with us for awhile. About a month, maybe. And then he was scheduled to compete against a woman. He had been in jail from the week before, in another state, and we didn't think he would make it. The truth is, nobody in the office liked him. He made everyone uneasy. He had this way of looking at you, like, he was looking through you, almost. He had the darkest brown eyes, so dark you'd swear they were black. And he'd stare at you with this little smile, this little knowing smile, like he was in on your big secret. Like he knew the real you.”

“You have to understand that in the wrestling business, everybody's fake. Nobody knows the real you. Everything is an illusion. People fabricate different things for different reasons... but he... he just knew. Like he saw you for who you really were.”

Interviewer: “And that was unsettling?”

Alfred Candy: “I know it sounds strange...”

Interviewer: “Please, continue.”

Alfred Candy: “So he made it to the event. His music hit. He walked to the ring... and he did what he had been doing for weeks at that point. He took that poor girl and...”

Interviewer: “And?”

{Alfred Candy shook his head.
}
Alfred Candy: “... And he ended my promotion. Evolution Wrestling was ruined after that. So was my name. He had poured kerosene all over the company, he had lit the match, and he watched it burn.”

Interviewer: “Is there a record of this? Video tape?”

Alfred Candy: "No, there isn't. It aired once on local affiliates, and never again. Even when it did air, most of it was just noises. Crowd shots. Mothers holding their children with contorted faces. Like they were terrified. Fathers and brothers holding each other by the shoulder, trying to stomach what they were watching... the sounds she made... to answer your question, no. I had every record of it destroyed."

Interviewer: "You make it sound like some kind of horror movie."

Alfred Candy: "I wish it was."

{Alfred shook his head and refocused on the interviewer.}

Alfred Candy: “Look, I know you want to know more about him, but I'm really not the guy you need to ask. I only knew him for about a month. If I even knew him at all. And in that time he completely rent my company. He dismantled my reputation. He destroyed everything I was trying to build.”

Interviewer: “One man did all of that?”

{Alfred Candy turned sour, like he had just sucked on a lemon, and found it bitter. He glanced at the interviewer, and then shook his head.}

Alfred Candy: “I didn't say it was a man.”

Interviewer: “Well... excuse me, Mister Candy, but I find it hard to believe that you could imply otherwise.”

Alfred Candy shrugged his shoulders.

Alfred Candy: “I'm sorry miss...?”

Interviewer: “Miss Tomlin.”

{Alfred nodded.
}
Alfred Candy: “Well, Miss Tomlin, it really doesn't matter what you believe. Your employers signed him. They'll find out soon enough.”

Interviewer: “Find out what, Mister Candy?”

Alfred Candy: “They'll find out the same thing I did. The same thing every promoter who took a chance on him did.”

Interviewer: “Which is?”

Alfred Candy: “That there's something howling at the door. That there's something you know, instinctively, you shouldn't let in. But you do it anyway. Because of the money. Because you need star power. Because you need warm bodies. Whatever the reason, against your better judgment, you open that door. You ignore the scratching of its nails against the wooden frame. You ignore the panting sound of its hot, ragged breath. You ignore everything in your body telling you not to open that door... and you do it. You open that door. And you let it inside.”

Interviewer: “If that were true, I'm sure it would be easy enough just to close the door in his face, wouldn't it?”

{Alfred Candy shook his head.}

Alfred Candy: “It doesn't work that way, Miss Tomlin. The truth is... with something like him... all you need to do, is feed it once, and then it stays.”

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SEGMENT
Douchebag Nation
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{The camera pans on backstage where Kellen, Heather, and Abby are, once again, taking part in a sexy make out session. This time, though, it is to console Heather over her loss. Suddenly, Abby stops, pulls herself away, and then looks at both them. Abby thinks to herself for a brief moment, but then shakes her head.}

Abby: Yeah, I am done.

Kellen Klein: You're done with what?

{She points to both of them}

Abby: I'm done with all of this.

{Heather moves up to her with a concerned look on her face.}

Heather: Abby, we have all thought about it once in our life, but you're too important to throw your life away. It doesn't how many uncles made you dress up like a cheerleader before stepping into badger exhibit in a zoo, life is worth living.

{Abby looks up with a strange expression on her face.}

Abby: Girl, you need to see a therapist BAD ...and this is coming from a scientologist! Also, I'm not suicidal.

Kellen Klein: Then what the hell is the deal? What are you done with?

Abby: Dude, I am done with you. It has been and all, but I don't want to be seen as your butt monkey or, worse, your badger cheerleader or what other horrible molestation Heather's pervy family did to her. Like, so threesomes are fun and shit, but Mormons suck. I have a feeling that you think I am your Mormon, but I am not. I'm Abby Atkins, I came here to kick ass and smoke weed, and I have plenty of both!

{Kellen looks deflated, while Heather is still trying to figure out exactly what is going on with her. She isn't quite understand it.}

Kellen Klein: So, what? This meant nothing to you?

Abby: Not really. It was a fun hook-up, but nothing more ...at least, as far as you are concerned. I'm going to miss this hot piece of ass, though.

{She pulls in Heather for one last opened mouth smooch. Kellen doesn't look as pleased as he typically tends to be with the HLA. She finally lets Heather go, as she looks flustered.}

Kellen Klein: You are leaving VWS?

Abby: Nah, of course not. I still enjoy the wrestling, I'm going to do it as me, though!

{She holds up her hand up high.}

Abby: I'll see you when I see you.

{Kellen looks at her confused.}

Abby: Don't leave me hanging, dude.

{Kellen, with a distraught look on his face, slaps her some skin before hopping on her skateboard and skating away. Kellen looks back to Heather.]

Kellen Klein: What in the fuck just happened?

Heather: I don't know?

Kellen Klein: Why did you ask that in a form of a question.

Heather: Yes.

{He shakes his head in response.}

Kellen Klein: Well, whatever. This is about ME, now. After tonight, and whatever that was, you are just here to stand by my side and look pretty.

Heather: YAY! I am good at that.

Kellen Klein: Good, because I'm not going to let her leaving affect me. I am the MOTHERFUCKING Party Boy for a reason. Women like her are a dime a dozen, and she's going to feel damn sorry when I am parading around backstage as the Velocity Champion and hundreds of better looking women.

{He pulls Heather in for more making out.}

Kellen Klein: Now, help me feel better about myself, because I feel like utter shit right about now.

{Kellen and Heather go at it again, but this time it so much more somber for Klein as he mourns the loss of someone who he thought cared about him.}
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Amber Richards & Sarah Twilight v Eliza Valentine & Kate Steele
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"Wild" Bill Harrison: I am hyped for this next match! Eliza Valentine teams with Kate Steele to take on Amber Richards and a debuting Sarah Twilight. The potential here is just off the charts!

Ray Jerome: Potential? What potential? Richards already beat Steele once. I don't expect any different here tonight.

Stevie Daniels: It wouldn't be wise of Richards or Twilight to underestimate. I have a feeling Steele will be looking to settle the score here.

Colin Overstreet: The following contest is scheduled for one fall ...

{The slow intro of bloody angel by Avatar plays as red, purple and white spotlights flash and then come together onto the stage where Amber stands in a black biker jacket with pink rivets.}

Colin Overstreet: Making her way to the ring ... from Norwich, England weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds ... she is "The Black Diamond" AMBER RICHARDS!

Ray Jerome: I think this is a waste of time. Amber Richards has already proven she is far superior to Kate Steele.

Stevie Daniels: Tonight is a bit different. This is tag team action and I don't think it would be an upset to see Kate Steele get some retribution here.

{She makes her way down to the ring and slides up onto the apron before throwing off her jacket with a scream and entering the ring}

Colin Overstreet: And her tag team partner ...

{The lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drum beats. The crowd greets her with a MASSIVE mixed reaction as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.}

Colin Overstreet: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at one hundred forty eight pounds, she is...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!

Ray Jerome: Now this is what I have been waiting for all week! Get ready, because Tenacity as we know it is forever changed.

Stevie Daniels: No question that there has been quite a buzz surrounding the signing of Sarah Twilight.

{Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "What You Want" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening boos and soaks them all in, as if she enjoyed the crowd's hatred. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring, taking her time to revel in her own glory before an ENRAGED crowd before she reaches the ring steps and climbs inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle, staring coldly and without emotion into the sea of 'sheep' as the crowd's boos become even LOUDER.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Look ... at those eyes. So cold, there's nothing there. I'll tell you right now, this woman is scary.

Ray Jerome: Damn right she is! There's been talk on the internet, talk backstage. Look at this turnout tonight! Ana Valentine just unleashed a monster and I for one, love it!

Colin Overstreet: And their opponents ...

{Bad Girls - TIA hits the speakers and Eliza walks out onto the stage. She pauses and stares out over the crowd with a swift wink before shrugging and walking down the ramp.}

Colin Overstreet: First, From Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at one hundred sixteen pounds ... she is "The Broken Doll" ELIZA VALENTINE!

Ray Jerome: The smartest thing Eliza Valentine can do right now is turn around, head backstage, and call it a night. You're gonna get hurt little girl.

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Don't discount any young woman trying to make it in this business. We've seen in the past that Eliza is quite resourceful and quite capable of handling herself.

{She again pauses at the steel steps to survey the mixed reaction from the crowds before she climbs the steps and slips through the ropes, bouncing off to one side, rolling her shoulder back to warm up as she awaits her tag partner.}

Colin Overstreet: And her tag team partner ...

{"Bad Reputation" by Joan Jett hits the arena as strobe lights flicker on and off at the entrance ramp}

Colin Overstreet: From Berkshire, England ... weighing in at one hundred ten pounds ... she is "The Siren" KATE STEELE!

Ray Jerome: How embarrassing that she's even out here.

Stevie Daniels: What is wrong with you?

Ray Jerome: Hey, I like the girl ... but I'm calling it like it is.

{Kate makes her way to the ring and slides inside, joining Eliza Valentine in their own corner. Sarah and Amber take to theres.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: All the speculation aside, we're about to get down to business!

{Referee Cienna Fowler makes sure all competitors are in their own corners. She calls for the bell and as she does, Amber Richards CHARGES out of her corner and leaps right onto Kate Steele, forcing her back into the turnbuckle with a barrage of punches and kicks. Eliza steps onto the ring apron in her corner as does Sarah who does so with a smirk.}

Stevie Daniels: Amber Richards and Kate Steele starting things off. Amber wasting no time at all!

Ray Jerome: This might be over before it even begins. De-ja-vu anyone?

{Amber sending hard rights and lefts at Kate keeping her backed against the corner. Then SLAP ... a hard chop across the chest the has Kate reeling. Amber pulls back for another one but Kate fires off a few hard shots of her own! Amber staggers back and Kate hops up onto the second rope in the corner, as Amber turns around Kate jumps off and NAILS a tornado DDT which plants Amber HARD into the canvas.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Just like that she turns it around!

{Kate hooks the leg for the cover, Fowler in position.

1!

2!

kickout by Richards.}

Stevie Daniels: Near fall to start it off. Kate Steele really looking to end this early after her last encounter with Amber.

Ray Jerome: It's gonna take a lot more than that to put her away.

{Kate back to her feet after the pinfall attempt and she's into the ropes, a quick burst run on the return into a legdrop across Amber's throat. She is again back to her feet, dragging Amber up with her and makes the tag to Eliza who enters the ring, sending a kick to Amber's gut and pulling her up and over for a suplex. Eliza now goes for the cover.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Quick tags, early pinfall attempts. This is smart wrestling.

{Fowler in position again and checks the shoulders.

1!

Kickout by Richards again. }

Ray Jerome: Come on, you can't be serious with that nonsense.

Stevie Daniels: This is practical tag team wrestling. So far, Eliza and Kate have been able to maintain control.

Ray Jerome: Yeah ... "so far."

{Eliza brings Amber back up to her feet after the pinning attempt and is caught with a jawbreaker courtesy of The Black Diamond. Valentine staggers back and Amber, although a bit dazed, doesn't waste the opportunity to capitalize as she rushes at Eliza with a jumping knee that floors the blonde. Richards slyly spins around after the shot and NAILS Kate with a sneaky hard fist, knocking her from the ring apron.}

Ray Jerome: And just like that, Amber takes control. This was a given.

"Wild" Bill Harrison: She definitely turned things around, that's for sure.

{Amber measures Valentine now who is slowly making it back to her feet. As she does, Amber fires off a superkick that catches Eliza squarely on the jaw. She rolls down on top of Valentine for the cover.

1!

2!

No! The fall is broken up by Kate who rushes back into the ring after being cheap shotted.}

Ray Jerome: Dammit! This should have been over already.

Stevie Daniels: Amber Richards now has herself some serious problems.

{Kate doesn't let up after preventing the fall she starts nailing Amber with shot after shot to the face and Fowler has to separate her from Richards after the onslaught.}

Ray Jerone: Get her out of there!

"Wild" Bill Harrison: The bad blood between these two is not going to settle anytime soon.

{The assault gives Valentine a chance to roll herself to her corner and as Kate is separated from Amber, she makes the tag in her own corner, rushing right back in after Richards. However, Richards catches her unexpectedly with a spear! Steele is down, Richards again with a cover. }

Stevie Daniels: A bit overzealous to go back into the fray, it may have cost her.

Ray Jerone: It's over. Good night Kate!

{Fowler checks both shoulders and begins her count.

1!

2!

Kate shoots a shoulder up.}

Ray Jerome: That was three!

"Wild" Bill Harrison: That was clearly a two count.

{Amber is visibly frustrated now and YANKS Kate back to her feet, yelling at her and berating her. Richards sends a hard right at Steele but it is blocked! Steele returns the favor and it spins Amber around. Kate locks her up and sends her up and over for a German suplex. Amber hits the canvas HARD and pops back to her feet from the momentum, she staggers backwards into her own corner where Sarah Twilight now tags herself into the match.}

Ray Jerome: And NOW we're going to get to see just what this woman is all about. I can't wait!

Stevie Daniels: This is going to be ... interesting.

{Steele rolls back to her feet after dumping Richards and turns around to be grabbed by Sarah who sends her CRASHING back down with a T-Bone Suplex. Sarah quickly back to her feet and she slowly circles Kate, waiting for the woman to get back to her feet.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: She's stalking her like prey. I'm telling you this woman gives me the heebie jeebies!

{Kate starts back to her feet slowly, when she makes it to one knee, Sarah grabs hold of her and sends her into the ropes for an Irish whip. Eliza makes the blind tag that Fowler sees but Sarah does not. On the return, Sarah launches Kate up and over with a belly to belly suplex. Steele lands on the canvas HARD. As Sarah rolls back to her feet Eliza Valentine leaps off the top rope for a clothesline ... but she is caught mid air!}

Stevie Daniels: This isn't looking good ...

Ray Jerome: Are you kidding?! This is great!

{Sarah hooks up Eliza's arms and now sends her over for a Royal Butterfly ... right on top of Kate Steele!}

Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Ray Jerome: This ... this is best thing I have ever seen!

"Wild" Bill Harrison: There ain't nothing good about what is happening in that ring right now.

{Sarah rolls to her feet smirking as the crowd watches on. She pulls Eliza centered overtop of Kate and she drops down, covering both women. Fowler looks a bit confused but does her duty to make the count.}

Stevie Daniels: Really, she's pinning both of them?

Ray Jerome: Stacked up and counted out, I love it!

{Fowler checking all shoulders ...

1!

2!

Kate gets a shoulder up which in turn moves Eliza out of the pinning predicament.}

Ray Jerome: WHAT?!

Stevie Daniels: There is still a lot of fight in these women! Listen to this crowd they want to see them fight back into this!

{Sarah pulls herself back to her feet and hauls Kate up, disposing of her over the ropes and turns her attention on Eliza Valentine. The smaller blonde is crawling her way to the ropes to pull herself back to her feet. Sarah decides not to wait for her as she yanks Eliza up. The smaller woman fights back, JUMPING onto Sarah and sending fist after fist at her as Sarah walks backwards having the blonde wrapped around her in a crazed flurry.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: I don't know how effective that will be, but she's definitely gotta try something.

Ray Jerome: It's like a gnat picking a fight with a wolf.

{Eliza continue to send her flurry of punches at Sarah who is basically carrying her around the ring as Eliza unleashes the barrage... until the Mistress of Mischief drops her down HARD with a spinebuster. Sarah shakes off the effects of the flurry and pulls herself back to her feet. She looks nothing more than pissed at what had just happened and is measuring Eliz who is slowly starting to get back up herself.}

Stevie Daniels: Oh boy ... Eliza ... don't get up.

Ray Jerome: Forget getting up ... run!

{Sarah still has her eyes deadlocked on Eliz ... until Amber starts pointing and shouting at Sarah. She turns around just in time to be BLASTED by a missile dropkick off the top rope courtesy of Kate Steele. The Mistress of Mischief staggers back and Valentine is there to pull her down for the school boy roll up. Fowler into position.}

Ray Jerome: No, are you kidding me?!

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Here comes the upset!

{Fowler with the count ...

1!

2!
Sarah kicks out with authority after two.}

Stevie Daniels: Eliza needs to make the tag and she needs to do it fast!

{Eliza does indeed start toward her corner where Kate is BEGGING for a tag at this point. Just as Eliza gets close enough, Kate is YANKED from the ring apron by Amber Richards who proceeds to LAUNCH Steele into the ring steps. Amber doesn't let up as she starts raining blows down upon her rival.}

Ray Jerome: YES! Finally!

Stevie Daniels: Oh come on! This is uncalled for!

{Eliza can't believe what just happened in that split second and instinctively heads to help Kate from the beating. However she never gets the chance to exit the ring as she is spun around by Sarah Twilight and a HARD boot is sent into her gut, that lifts her off the ground before doubling her over.}

Ray Jerome: Night night, Eliza!

{Sarah hauls her up over her shoulder and CRASHES Eliza down into the canvas with the Twilight Zone! Eliza's head BOUNCES up off the canvas at the force of the impact. Sarah drapes an arm over her as she looks out at the crowd with a wicked grin.}

Stevie Daniels: Oh my God, did she break her neck?!

{Fowler into position.

1!

2!

3!

The bell rings.}

Colin Overstreet: Here are your winners .... AMBER RICHARDS and SARAH TWILIGHT!

{"What You Want" by Evanescence hits the loudspeakers as Sarah arrogantly celebrates her victory in the ring. She disrespectively rolls Eliza out of the ring under the bottom rope with her foot as Amber continues to assault Kate Steele at ringside.}

Ray Jerome: I hope every woman was watching backstage. This is what you have to look forward to. Ana Valentine is a genius! Things just got serious around here and the women's division has been put on notice!

Stevie Daniels: I don't even have words. I ... I just ... wow.

"Wild" Bill Harrison: I have to agree with Ray here ... I said it before and I'll say it again, that woman is just scary!
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SEGMENT
The Brat
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{The camera cuts to the inside of Landon Dalmon's personal suite. Here we find him and his sister Lizzy sitting on an expensive leather sofa and sipping the finest of champagnes. Landon is not dressed to compete, but he does have his Velocity championship over his shoulder.}

Landon Dalmon: Ah, now this is the life. I get to sit up here in my personal suite without a care in the world. I have my Velocity title and the latest in television technology to see who my next victim is.

Lizzy Dalmon: Don't forget the company of a good woman.

{The two siblings clang their glasses together.}

Landon Dalmon: I want to make it very clear I'm not up hear hiding from Alex Jones. His wife getting hit in the face wasn't my fault and it isn't my problem. They can keep that drama between them and Miles. They are lucky I'm not taking out my vengeance on someone for me being cost the match.

Lizzy Dalmon: Who thinks you would be scared of Alex Jones and his wife Ana? That's laughable.

Landon Dalmon: Isn't that the truth sis. Almost as funny as the guys they have lined up to earn a title shot.

Lizzy Dalmon: I know, right? Kellen Klein please...

{She takes a big sip of champagne.}

Landon Dalmon: Yeah the leader of Douche Nation. It's probably part of an endorsement deal. Ladies definitely are going to want to clean themselves out if they make a mistake of sleeping with him.

Lizzy Dalmon: I just threw up in my mouth a little. But you are right. Just look at those low class women he has surrounding him. They should call themselves Team No Self Respect.

Landon Dalmon: Then there is Cable Arcane. Am I supposed to be afraid of him? The guy lost to Avery Miles!

Lizzy Dalmon: Technically he passed out...

Landon Dalmon: A lose is a lose sis.

{He finishes his glass and signals to a man behind the previously unseen bar.}

Lizzy Dalmon: The third guy is someone who calls himself “The Game”.

Landon Dalmon: Yeah, what game is that? If it is the guy who least deserves to get a title shot, he is the winner.

Lizzy Dalmon: I guess this company can't bring in quality competition.

Landon Dalmon: It's a good thing I'm here. What would they do without me?

Lizzy Dalmon: Go out of business?

Landon Dalmon: Good one sis. The point is none of these guys are good enough.

Lizzy Dalmon: Why is that brother?

{He looks directly into the camera.}

Landon Dalmon: It's because I'm the beautiful, the rich, the athletic, the talented, THE Landon Dalmon!!!

{The two siblings share a laugh as a member of the help comes and refills their empty glasses.}
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SEGMENT
Numbers Game
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{We move into the back hallways as we see Avery Miles III with a pair of earbuds in and music going. He heads towards the locker room as he rounds a corner only to be met by Ana Valentine and Alex Jones. Alex has the VWS Heavyweight Title draped over his shoulder as Ana is dressed quite sexy as usual. She smiles as Alex has a bit of a grin on his face.}

Alex Jones: Well, well… isn’t is the keyboard warrior Avery Miles?

Ana Valentine: It looks like you wanted to call your boss out on Twitter; well, I am here, say something.

Avery Miles: A two on one situation? Sorry, I’m not into the whole threeway thing Miss Valentine, no offense.

{Avery takes a couple of steps back looking to head in a different direction, wanting to get changed and focus on his match tonight.}

Alex Jones: Don’t go anywhere, Miles. You wanted to call me out for not being a true champion. How about you show me why Ana shouldn’t scrap your match immediately and fire you for what you said?

Avery Miles: Oh, you mean that you are her little bitch boy and don’t deserve to be holding that title? A title I expect to be holding soon enough?

{Alex places the title on a nearby table as both Ana and Alex approach him. Alex steps forward and grabs a nearby steel chair, folding it up for use. Avery backs around the corner a bit, but as Alex and Ana round the corner they see Avery and a much larger man standing in waiting.}

Levi: Aye, it looks like the numbers are a bit more even, wouldn’t you say brother?

Avery Miles: Alex.. Ana… please excuse my manners. This is the one half of the NGW Tag Team Champion, but you can call him Levi. He and I know a thing or tw}o about numbers, and we have a bit of a brotherhood. You mess with me…. He messes back. Plus, he happens to live here in Vegas as well.

Levi: And I don’t mind going for a little drive.

Avery Miles: So whaddya say? Still want to prove me wrong?

{Alex and Ana smiles, backing off and heading back to their dressing room. Avery pats Levi on the back, thanking him, as the two offer up a shake of the hand.}
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Avery Miles III & Johnny Gillmen v Amok & Night Rider
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Colin Overstreet: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...

{'The Hunted' by Snow Ghosts begins to play and Amok stalks to the ring.}

Colin Overstreet: Introducing first, weighing two hundred and seventy pounds, from Ten Sleep, Wyoming...Amok!!!

{When reaching the apron he rolls under the bottom rope to enter. Getting to his feet he makes a circuit around the ring, glaring out at the crowd until he reaches his corner, when he squats down onto his haunches and waits.}

Stevie Daniels: Amok with a big win of Jimmy Wicked last week. This big man continues to impress.

Ray Jerome: Of course he does! Look at the size of him. He is scary.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Big isn't everything.

{The lights in the arena go out. A red spotlight begins panning the audience as 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing on the jumbo tron. Red pyrotechnics explode up and down the entrance ramp as the curtains open. There is a loud explosion as Night Rider steps out and makes his way to the ring.}

Colin Overstreet: His partner, weighing two hundred and eighty-five pounds, from Chicago, Illinois...'The Original Angel of Death' Night Rider!!!

{He grabs a microphone from ringside and steps through the ropes.}

Night Rider: I can care less if you fans like me or not. I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to kick some @$$! Now bring out my opponents and lets get down to business!

Ray Jerome: I like this guy. He is no nonsense and just wants to get down to business. He reminds me of myself.

Stevie Daniels: He sure is showing confidence in his debut.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: You know sometimes that confidence gets you through. You can't be scared in there.

{"Dreams" by Rogue ft Laura Brehm begins to play as Avery Miles makes his way out to the arena. The word "MILES" shimmers on the screen behind him and he pulls back his hoody and smiles to the crowd.}

Colin Overstreet: Their opponents...introducing first weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds, from Indio, California...Avery Miles III!!!

{He runs down the ramp slapping hands of the fans and climbs up the corner of the turnbuckle. He holds his arms out to the sides as the crowd cheers. Avery makes his way to the top turnbuckle and flips into the ring, landing on his feet. His tattoo "AJ" for his son is shown off as he readies for the match.}

Stevie Daniels: A big win over the debuting Cable Arcane for Miles.

Ray Jerome: Cable Arcane never gave up in that match. It shouldn't been over. But Miles should worry more about what Alex Jones is going to do to him.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: It doesn't pay to piss off the boss, or the boss' husband as the case may be.

{Cannons shooting jets of water blast high into the air as Metallica's "For Whom the Bell Tolls" begins to play. A lone blue spotlight appears on-stage as Johnny Gillmen steps in from behind the curtain, sporting aqua blue, olive green, and silver tights with matching boots and tassels and a T-shirt bearing the logo of his alma mater.}

Colin Overstreet: His partner, weighing one hundred and ninety pounds, from Midlothian, Texas...Johnny Gillmen!!!

{Carrying his multi-colored surfboard with him, Johnny passes through, high-fiving fans along the way before sliding his longboard underneath the ring and hopping in to wait for his opponent.}

Stevie Daniels: The fans love Gillmen. He is such a likable guy.

Ray Jerome: He makes me sick:

Stevie Daniels: Then he is doing something right. Lets not forget that Gillmen earned himself a VWS World Title shot at Uprising.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Both Gillmen and Miles have championship dreams.

{Inside of the ring the four competitors prepare for the start of the match.}

DING DING DING

{The referee calls for the bell and this one is underway. Gillmen is going to start it out for his team. Meanwhile Amok and Night Rider are arguing over who is going to start for their team.}

Stevie Daniels: It looks like neither man wants to get out of the ring.

Ray Jerome: I'm not sure either of the two can make the other one exit.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Sometimes you just want to fight.

{Amok finally relents and lets Night Rider have the first go. Gillmen and Night Rider lock up with the bigger man taking control. He backs Gillmen into the corner and unloads on him with shots to the gut. Following that up he stomps his opponent into the turnbuckle. From there he throws the smaller Gillmen out of the corner. When he gets to his feet Rider sends him back to the mat with a hard clothesline.}

Ray Jerome: That's what I'm talking about. Knock that goofy smile off Gillmen's face.

Stevie Daniels: I think it will take quite a bit for Gillmen to stop smiling.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: I bet he would smile even if they knocked all his teeth out.

{Rider smiles as his handy work and picks Gillmen back up before hitting a russian leg sweep. This causes Johnny to hit the mat hard and grab his neck. Amok is demanding a tag in the corner. Rider stomps on Gillmen a couple of times before making the tag.}

Ray Jerome: Gillmen thought he had it bad with Night Rider? Now he has to deal with Amok.

Stevie Daniels: Don't count out Gillmen Ray. It's still early.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Early? I think it's past my bedtime.

{Amok lifts Gillmen up by the shoulders. He uses a scoop slam and then drops a leg across the chest of Gillmen. He then goes for a cover. 1...2...}

Stevie Daniels: Gillmen able to get a shoulder up.

Ray Jerome: He should have just stayed down. He is a glutton for punishment.

{Amok takes Gillmen and whips him into the corner hard. Amok goes for an avalanche but Gillmen gets his knees up. Gillmen on the second rope tries to capitalize but eats a big boot from Amok.}

“Wild” Bill Harrison: I felt that one.

Stevie Daniels: Amok almost took Gillmen's head off!

Ray Jerome: Damn! It's still attached.

{Amok tags back out to Rider. Rider waste no time and picks Gillmen back off the mat. He goes for a suplex but Gillmen escapes and lands behind Night Rider. Rider turns around and Gillmen starts laying into him with a series of martial arts strikes. While Rider is staggered Gillmen hits a dropkick. He follows that up with a quick hurricanrana into a pin. 1..2...}

Stevie Daniels: Gillmen almost stole one out of nowhere.

Ray Jerome: Do you see the size of Night Rider? It's going to take more than that.

{Night Rider is visibly angry but Johnny Gillmen has a huge smile on his face. Avery Miles is calling for a tag and Gillmen is happy to oblige. Miles leaps over the top rope}

Stevie Daniels: Miles looks focused and ready. Did you hear the fans when he tagged in?

Ray Jerome: I heard them. Cheering for a guy like Avery Miles? Someone needs to teach these people who they should support.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: I learned a long time ago people are going to cheer who they want. I have been on both sides of it. It hurt my feelings when people didn't like me.

{Miles and Night Rider lock up and once again the bigger man is able to take control. This time he drives a knee right into the midsection. He then backs him into the corner where Amok awaits. Amok holds onto Miles as Night Rider peppers him with right hands. Amok lets go of Miles and he falls to the mat. Rider makes a tag.}

Ray Jerome: It looks like Miles is going to get a taste of Amok now.

Stevie Daniels: Miles has proven he has the heart to take on anyone.

{Amok with some big chops across the chest of Miles which turns it red. He then lifts Miles into the air and hold him them for what seems like an eternity before hitting a delayed vertical suplex.}

Ray Jerome: Did you see the strength displayed there? That's what I'm talking about!

Stevie Daniels: I have to agree with you there Ray. That was impressive.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: All that blood rushing to your head like that can put you out of sorts. I heard it might cause brain damage.

{Amok waits for Miles to get to a knee and then kicks him in the side of the head. He then pulls the body of Miles into a fireman's carry spinning in into a flapjack.}

Stevie Daniels: Vortex Slam by Amok.

Ray Jerome: It's over.

{Amok hooks the leg. 1...2...}

Stevie Daniels: Not so fast Ray.

{Amok gets into the face of the referee and the referee backs down while pleading his case. Amok finally turns his attention back to Miles. Having a few seconds to recover Miles drives a shoulder into the midsection doing little damage. Miles is quick to his feet and starts unloading with kicks and punches. Amok is rocked but is able to stay on his feet. Finally a spinning heel kick brings him to a knee. Miles then springboards off the middle rope and plants Amok into the mat with a DDT. He goes for the cover. 1...2...}

Ray Jerome: Amok just tossed Miles off of him breaking the cover!

Stevie Daniels: Miles isn't discouraged though. That Miles Bomb might not have gotten the victory but Amok felt it for sure.

{Miles with a dropkick to the seated Amok. He then gets the fans behind him as he goes to the top. Amok showing some exceptional speed for his size gets to his feet. Miles leaps from the top but Amok catches him in midair. He then hits a pendulum backbreaker causing Miles to cry out in pain.}

Stevie Daniels: Miles went for a high risk maneuver but it doesn't pay off.

Ray Jerome: All he did was piss off Amok. Not a great idea.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Sometimes it's better to be pissed off than pissed on.

Ray Jerome: Sometimes?

{Amok with another pin attempt. 1...2...Miles kicks out.}

Stevie Daniels: Amok can't believe that Miles kicked out again.

Ray Jerome: That makes two of us.

{Amok throws Miles into the corner and tags in Night Rider. Rider then starts to unload on Miles. From his corner Gillmen is rallying the fans to get behind Miles. Night Rider seeing this goes to the corner to shut him up. He takes a swing at Gillmen but misses. When he turns around he is met with a spinning elbow smash from Miles.}

Ray Jerome: That's cheating! Gillmen distracted Night Rider.

Stevie Daniels: Night Rider went after him.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: She has a point Ray.

Ray Jerome: Who asked you Bill?

{Miles makes a tag to Gillmen and he quickly enters the fray. The fans gets behind him as he leaps over the top rope. He connects with a drop kick followed by another. He goes to lift Night Rider up but Amok begins to enter the ring. This grabs the attention of Miles who cuts him off.}

Stevie Daniels: It looks like this one might get out of hand.

Ray Jerome: Miles has no business being in the ring. He isn't the legal man.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Neither is Amok.

{All four men are in the ring now. Gillmen is squared off against Night Rider and Amok is against Miles. Amok whips Miles into the ropes but he holds on. Amok then charges at him but Miles pulls the top rope down and Amok tumbles to the floor. Miles rallies the crowd behind him and then dives over the top rope onto Amok.}

Stevie Daniels: Miles just flew through the air and took out Amok! There is nothing the man won't do to get the job done.

Ray Jerome: No one said he was the smartest guy out there.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: I like the guys fire. He has something you can't teach. Heart.

{Inside of the ring Night Rider whips Gillmen into the corner. He follows him in but the quicker Gillmen is able to move out of the way as Rider hits the turnbuckle. As Rider comes out of the corner Gillmen powers him up in a cutthroat torture rack position before arching backward and dumping him on the mat.}

Stevie Daniels: Hang Ten!

{The crowd cheers loudly and Gillmen makes the cover, 1...2...3!!!}

DING DING DING

Ray Jerome: I can't believe it.

“Wild” Bill Harrison: Size doesn't matter. That's what some of my lady friends say.

{Miles enters the ring as Gillmen celebrates. As the two men come face to face Gillmen extends his hand. Avery Miles doesn't hesitate and the two shake hands. They both then raise their arms in the air.}

Stevie Daniels: Miles and Gillmen are two of the nicest and hardest working men on the roster.

Ray Jerome: Where are the barf bags?

{“Wild” Bill Harrison reaches under the announce table and produces one and hands it to Ray.}

Ray Jerome: I'm not even going to ask why you have this.
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SEGMENT
Is he or isn't he?
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{Alex Jones is walking backstage looking at his phone as the fans in the arena boo. He laughs hearing it echo through the walls but looks up and stops. Alex swallows hard and steps back. As Amok silently enters his way.}

Stevie Daniels: What is Amok doing?...

Ray Jerome: Be careful Alex....

{Amok looks the champ up and down before extending his hand, Alex looks at it and back up at the larger man before tentitively taking his hand and shaking it.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: I knew there would have to be a reason for Amok attacking Gabriel Ellis...

Ray Jerome: He wanted to get in the good books with the champ...he ain't stupid...

Stevie Daniels: But what does this mean for Avery Miles?....
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SEGMENT
Ana's Announcement
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Stevie Daniels: That's an.... Interesting set up in the ring there...

Ray Jerome: Ana has been teasing the fans all week with a big announcement; fingers crossed this is it!

{In the middle of the ring, a tall podium like structure is covered with a purple crushed velvet cloth. The lights in the arena are dimmed and single, warm glow spotlight hits that exact spot in the ring. The crowd are just a gentle murmur as they await what will happen next.Cocky by Kid Rock hits the speakers and the murmurs turn to a loud chorus of boos as Ana Valentine steps out onto the stage. Dressed in a tight black pencil skirt and Very fitted white shirt, a folder tucked under her arm and a mic in hand. Ana sneers at the crowd before offering a quick smirk as she makes her way down the ramp.}

Wild Bill Harris: Ana certainly looks to mean business here tonight...

Ray Jerome: She can be my Human Resource any time!

Stevie Daniels: You're a pig.

{Ana slowly climbs the steel steps before slipping between the ropes, her music fades out into the still loud and present boos from the 'fans' as Ana stops in front of the covered structure and holds up a hand, requesting silence which - of course - does not come.}

Ana Valentine: I'd wait for you all to show due respect and SHUT THE HELL UP! But I have come to accept the general public cannot even so much as spell the word respect....

{Ana laughs slightly as the boos rise in volume, she shrugs the hatred off as she walks up and down before the velvet cloth.}

Ana Valentine: Tonight, the face of the women's division will be forever changed... Tonight, I bring to you a new era in Valentine Wrestling Syndicate... Tonight I bring to you...

{Ana tugs the cloth and it drops to the canvas. Sitting atop a glittering gold podium is a beautifully crafted white leather belt, the face plate is an unconventional jet black that almost shimmers in the bright ring lights...}

Ana Valentine: The Defiance Championship - The title of Champions.

{Even the crowd is quietened to a curious silence as Ana slowly lifts the title from the podium and holds it up for the world to see.}

Ana Valentine: The Defiance Championship is not only, the newest edition to VWS, it is not only the second Championship for our blossoming womens division - no no, this Championship is the very FIRST of it's kind.

Because, you see, my dear unwashed miscreants of the masses... This title comes, with the Champions Advantage....

Stevie Daniels: What the hell does that mean?

Ray Jerome: Shut up for a moment and we might find out....

{Ana positions the belt back on the podium before she turns, to address the crowd once more.}

Ana Valentine: The Defiance Championship WILL be defended at every single pay per view event and, when the title is defended, it will be in a match tailored to perfectly suit the strengths of the Champion themselves....

{Ana nods proudly, smiling as the information is processed by everyone in the arena and watching at home.}

Wild Bill Harris: My god, just think of the possibilities; A Kate Steele Submission match... An Eliza Valentine Ladder Match....

Ray Jerome: A Lilith Teddy Bear on a Pole Match!!

Wild Bill Harris: ......Ahem.....

Ana Valentine: And that, ladies and gentlemen... Is not all! In fact, commencing at All-In the ENTIRE Women's roster - minus of course the current All-Star Champion and contender - will compete in the Valentine Invitational to find the first ever Defiance Champion...A new dawn is upon us boys and girls, the only question now... Is WHO will lead us unto it!

{Ana picks the belt up once more and holds it up, the camera focusing in one the blank face plate, where the name of the first ever Defiance Champion, will eventually be housed.}

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MAIN EVENT
Velocity #1 Contendership Triple Threat
'The Game' v Kellen Klein v Cable Arcane
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{The Stage 2 theme of Journey to Silius begins to play, as the crowd pops loudly. The arena goes dark, as many green and red lasers cut through the darkness. James Chevalier then walks out from behind the curtain nonchalantly, as he raises his hands with a look of surprise on his face to the response he receives from the fans.}

Colin Overstreet : On his way to the ring, weighing in at a whopping 178 pounds and hailing from Portland, Maine! THE GAME, JAAAAAAAAAAAAMES CHEVAAAAAAAAAAAAALIERRRRRRRRRRRR!

{James smiles, as he waves and interacts with the fans on his way to the ring. Once he gets to the ring, he walks up the ring steps, before he pulls himself onto the top of the turnbuckle, staying perched up there for several moments, before he drops into the ring. He then perches himself up on each turnbuckle, much to the delight of the fans. The last turnbuckle he stays perched atop of until prompted by the referee to come down before the start of the match.}

Stevie Daniels: Wow James "The Game" Chevaliar has a reputation on the indy scene and it has translated here to VWS...

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Well people are smart Stevie they know their wrestlers and do their research.

Ray Jerome: Argh too many Indy darlings

{ “Bro-Hymn” by Pennywise hits the P.A system as the fans lose their shit. They are mostly going into a frenzy for a good song with a theme you can sing along to, but the guy who is about to come out is cool too. Kevin Klein comes out from behind the curtain holding 18 pack of Coors, that has been partially opened, over his left shoulder. In his left hand, he is already shot gunning a beer. The biggest Douche in the Universe hath arrived and the world is welcoming him. As he finishes up his beer, he is followed to the ring by the rest of his Douche nation, who are pretty much just wearing a bikinis because AMERICA, that's why. Heather Skinner and Abby take their place to each of Kellen's sides as he finishes up the beer before smashing it on his forehead. He throws it behind him before setting the pack down and posing with both of his ladies as they rubhis manly chest. Once the mandatory posing has ceased, they start pulling beers from the 18-pack and throw it to the people in the audience on each side. When that is finished, he carries whatever is left in his right hand heads down to the ring with another beer in hand. While drinking his beer and casually walking to the ring, he leans backward onto the barricade so the fans can pat his back. He holds his beer up as they all seem to be singing along to the chorus. He tosses them a beer before heading to ringside with Abby and Heather. Before stepping into the ring, he stops by the front row and fraternizes with his fans. He smashes the beer over his head, cracks open one more then tosses the rest to the front row. The people crowd around him, lifting up their respective drinks as he does. He clinks his drink with all of theirs in an epic toast of monstrous proportions. He chugs his remaining drink and tosses it behind him without a care in the world who is going to clean it up. Somewhere a native American cries.

There is hooting and hollering as Abby climbs the steps of the right side of the apron as Heather climbs up the left. They meet in the middle of the apron and are going to both hold the ropes open for Klein, but before stepping up to the apron, Klein is outside the ring. He is shouting “MAKE-OUT! MAKE-OUT! MAKE-OUT!” outside the ring as they roll their eyes and look somewhat reluctant. Suddenly, most of the crowd is chanting along with them. Knowing full well that their ...whatever Klein is to them ...will not stop chanting and neither will the crowd, they both reach in for a good fifteen second smooch, there is even a little tongue action in there. The crowd erupts in approval as if it were 1998 all over and, having been sated, Kellen hops up onto the ring apron. The two ladies hold it open for for him as he climbs in. Once he says, “Yo! You should totally do the flip thing!” They both shrug and do a back flip of the top rope in unison. Now that he is in the ring, he fist pumps the crowd into a frenzy before joining his two ...whatever they are ...in the middle of the ring. They both give him a kiss for luck before exiting out of the ring. Kellen awaits for his opponent by giving out a loud belch!}

"Wild Bill Harrison: I like this kid

Stevie Daniels: You would....

Ray Jerome: Hey this white boy can party...

{The lights in the arena dim and strobe red as "Looking down the barrel of Today" by Hatebreed begins to play through out the arena. The crowd gets to their feet and boo as Cable Arcane slowly struts out from behind the curtain, his head bowed and bobbing along with the music. He steps in the middle of the stage then throws his arms out and his head up as the song kicks into high gear, bright white lights lighting up behind him practically blinding everyone watching. The lights dim again and strobe red with the music as Cable Arcane begins to make his way to the ring, strutting down the ramp before hopping up onto the apron, pulling himself up and flying between the ropes. He stops in the middle of the ring and throws his arms out again soaking in the hate of the crowd as his music begins to fade.}

Ray Jerome: This is my favourite right here baby...Cable fucking Arcane...

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Damnit boy watch your mouth....

Ray Jerome: Who you callin boy?

Stevie Daniels: Not this again..

{The bell rings and Cable attacks Klein like a man possessed, he hits hard bright hands and lefts sending him into the corner. He stomps Klein down in the corner and as he turns around Game comes flying in with a running dropkick sending Cable into the corner. Both Cable and Klein lay in the corner as Game hits the ropes and hits a hesitation dropkick to both of them. Cable rolls from the ring to the floor holding his chest. Game pulls Klein up and whips him into the corner. Game runs in and Klein throws his leg up kicking game in the face, he stumbles into the corner and turns around right into a hard clothesline from Cable, Klein comes out and swings at Cable who ducks and lays in a low kick to his knee and a spinning back fist.}

Ray Jerome: Jesus Cable has already started....I told you guys didn't I?

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Cable is a beast, he is a destroyer...

Stevie Daniels: Yeah yeah we heard the press release...

{Cable grabs Klein by the head and lays in a knee to the side, he falls back on all fours and Cable attacks with knees Klein tries to cover up but Cable keeps doing damage. Game waits for Cable to get up and leaps in the air grabbing Cables shoulders and snapping off a hurricanrana sending him out to the floor. The game gets a head of steam hitting the ropes before flying over the top rope to Cable on the floor. Game pops up and high fives a few fans before jumping on the ring apron, he grabs the top rope and goes for a springboard crossbody on Klein.

Klein catches Game and drops him on his knee with a rib breaker. He then lets him drop to his feet and hits a belly to belly suplex throwing Game across the ring. Klein pops up and puts a fist in the air before belching again louder than before sending the crowd into a frenzy. He calls for Game to get up, as Game does he tries to get the drop on Klein running full speed at him, Kellen steps to the side and grabs him with a tilt a whirl backbreaker.}

"Wild" Bill Harrison: And he just broke Game in half!

Stevie Daniels: Kellen tried!

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Kellen Klein is in charge but...HEY WAIT

{Meanwhile Cable slides back in and hammers Kellen in the back of the head with a lunging clothesline. He then buries in a few hard kicks to Kellen, he turns to see Game pulling himself up, Cable runs in with a knee to the side of his head, Game turns around, Cable hooks him in a russian leg sweep taking him down right into a crossface. Cable wrenches back and Game screams no. Kellen leaps at them trying to break up the submission but Cable moves and Kellen lands on James. Cable kicks Kellen in the stomach and lifts him up for a double underhook back breaker.}

Stevie Daniels: Tables turned on Klein..a backbreaker from Cable!

"Wild" Bill Harrison: A double underhook stevie...

Ray Jerome: That move is so painful it can end this!

{Cable pins 1.....2.....Kellen kicks out. Game slides from the nring to the apron and as Cable looks at Kellen on all fours Game grabs the top rope and hits a springboard dropkick to Cables back, he hits the mat hard and Game measures Kellen up yelling "Shoryuken!" with the crowd hitting an uppercut! he pins Kellen 1....2....Cable hits a running soccer kick to Gamer's face to break the count!. He then pulls Kellen to his feet slamming in a leaping knee. Cable then whips Game into the ropes, he ducks for a back body drop but Game rolls over his back and hits the neckbreaker he calls the caught camping!.}

Ray Jerome: AWWW SNAP

"Wild" Bill Harrison: That was damn impressive 

Ray Jerome: Yeah I'll admit that was pretty boss...

"Wild" Bill Harrison: Who's boss?

{Kellen sits on one knee, Game climbs to the top rope and goes for the game over, he flips his head back in the shooting star into the DDT spiking Kellen!. Before Game can go for the pin Cable hits a roundhouse kick to Game's face and throws him out of the ring, he pulls Kellen up and spin kicks him and pulls him into a pulling piledriver!, he pins 1...2.....3}

{The main event has just ended with Cable Arcane coming out the winner. The camera cuts back to the Dalmon suite where Landon and his sister Lizzy sit their in disbelief. The normally cool Landon Dalmon is a bit flustered tries to calm him down.}

Landon Dalmon: There is no way that guy is facing me for the Velocity title.

Lizzy Dalmon: No worries brother, I'm sure you can beat him.

Landon Dalmon: Of course I can beat him! I'm a Dalmon.

Lizzy Dalmon: Then what's the problem?

Landon Dalmon: The problem is...he could ruin my gorgeous face! He is too brutal in the ring!

Lizzy Dalmon: Well at least daddy knows the top plastic surgeons. Look how good of a job they did on me.

{She stands up and starts showing off the best body money can buy.}

Landon Dalmon: You do look good sis.

{He shakes his head to refocus.}

Landon Dalmon: Still I can't take the chance. I need to get Ana Valentine on the phone. She has to see reason. There is no way she is going to want me on the shelf undergoing reconstructive surgery.

Lizzy Dalmon: After last week, and how you said it wasn't your fault or problem, I don't think she is going to see things your way.

Landon Dalmon: She has to!

Lizzy Dalmon: What about the Tom Jones experiment? Any news on that?

Landon Dalmon: None...but I need to try again.

{He picks up his phone from a nearby glass table and begins dialing a number. Lizzy sits back down beside him and starts to massage his shoulders.}