FRIGHT NIGHT III (086)

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UNDERCARD
WARZONE QUALIFIER
DARIN MATTHEWS VS. SCOTT STEVENS

POWERS: “The following contest has been scheduled for one fall!”
Powers’ voice echoes throughout the arena as the ring comes into focus with both Darin Matthews and Scott Stevens already inside and waiting in their corners. With both men ready to begin, the official quickly calls for the bell.

DING!!! DING!!!

Like a hungry dog, Stevens races towards Darin as if he were a plate of scraps served at dinner time. Taking a swing overhead, Stevens comes up short as Darin rolls out of the way, slamming his fist onto the top turnbuckle. Wrapping Stevens around the waist with both arms, Darin then lifts him into the air and drives him backwards into the canvas with a German suplex.

VASSA: “Stevens has been itching for the chance to get in the ring with Darin after the sneak attack weeks ago.”

JOHNSON: “Revenge has been on his mind but Darin is the first to strike tonight.”
Back on his feet, Darin begins stomping on Stevens over and over before reaching down and locking onto his wrist. Pulling Stevens up from the mat, he then delivers a backhand chop across Stevens’ chest, in which the fans then react with woo’s. Lifting Stevens off his feet, Darin then drops him across his knee with a backbreaker and quickly covers him for the pin.

ON–

Bench pressing Darin, Stevens raises his body into the air and tosses him to the side. The two then quickly race to their feet, Darin standing first. As Stevens stands, Darin steps in and swings forward, slapping Stevens across the cheek with a stinging right hand. Completely shocked, Stevens rubs his face with his eyes locked on Darin.

Stevens then lunges forward, connecting with a solid right hand to Darin’s head, sending him stumbling into the corner. Grabbing onto the top ropes, Stevens then begins kicking Darin in the stomach while using them for leverage. He then lifts Darin up and sits him onto the top of the corner before climbing to the middle ropes. Lifting Zion up and holding him horizontally, Stevens then drops him from the top with a fall away slam. Rolling over and making the cover, Stevens hooks Darin’s leg as the official races over for the count.

ONE

VASSA: “Zi–Matthews gets a shoulder up!”

JOHNSON: “These two aren’t wasting any time are they?”
Up on his feet, Stevens grabs ahold of Darin and lifts him up from the mat. Positioning himself behind Darin, Stevens locks in a half nelson and then lifts him off his feet and drops him on his head with a half nelson slam. Standing tall, Stevens then turns to the ropes and as he comes back on the rebound, he jumps into the air and then comes down with a leg drop across Darin’s throat, pinning his head to the mat as his feet shoot into the air. Stevens then makes the cover again as the official slides in with the count.

ONE

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TW–

JOHNSON: “Come on Stevens, it’s going to take more than that to put him down and you know it!”

VASSA: “How would you even know? He’s never had a match here in 4CW.”

JOHNSON: “Unlike you I’ve done my research and he’s wrestled in many other promotions. The tape is out there. You just have to look.”
Pulling Darin to his feet, Stevens then whips him to the ropes. Before he can release his grip, Darin reverses and throws him to the ropes instead. As Stevens comes back on the rebound, Darin charges towards him, leaping into the air and wiping him out with a cross body. Falling on top of Stevens, Darin makes the cover as the official drops in with the count.

ONE

Throwing Darin off of him again, Stevens breaks up the pin attempt. On his feet, Darin then runs to the ropes in front of Stevens as he slowly begins to climb to his feet. Leaping into the air, Darin plants both feet onto the middle rope before springboarding off into mid-air. Turning his body around, Darin closes in on Stevens just as he stands and wraps his arm around his head before falling back and planting his head into the canvas with a springboard DDT.

As Stevens body flips over to his back, the crowd grows electric as Darin has turned things around. He then crawls over to Stevens and makes the cover as the official rushes over for the count.

ONE

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TW–

JOHNSON: “Keep at it Darin, you’re getting further and further into the count with each try.”

VASSA: “I’ll admit it and give him a little credit, he is impressing me thus far.”
Pulling Stevens to his feet, Darin stands him up before unloading with a combination of punches to the body and head. Staggering back and forth, Stevens remains on his feet as Darin then kicks his foot forward into his stomach.

JOHNSON: “Stevens catches it!”

VASSA: “Oh boy!”
With Darin’s foot in his grip, Stevens then pulls him into a powerful right clothesline, leveling him in the center of the ring.

VASSA: “And there goes the lights!”
Reaching down and locking onto Darin’s head, Stevens pulls him up to his feet before bending him over and wrapping both arms around his waist. Lifting Darin upside down, Stevens then drops him on his head with a spike piledriver.

JOHNSON: “Moral Compass!”

VASSA: “He just eradicated Darin Zi-Matthews!”
Making the cover, Stevens hooks the leg as the official slides in with the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THREE!!!

DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!

POWERS: “Here is your winner, Scott SSTTEEVVEENNSS!!!”



MAIN EVENT
WARZONE OF HORRORS
4CW CHAMPIONSHIP CONTRACT
XTV CHAMPIONSHIP

JOHNSON: “It’s been one night of twists and turns but we’ve finally made it to the end, folks!”

VASSA: “Originally there was going to be one more match after this but that was thrown out of the window when Jair decided to end Dakota once and for all.”

JOHNSON: “We still do not have the status of Dakota ladies and gentlemen but the 4CW Championship match has been cancelled. Instead, we will close the show with the Warzone of Horrors.”

VASSA: “We have eight people stepping into this thing and the overall winner will go on to face Jair Hopkins at Winter Wasteland in December.”

JOHNSON: “That’s if Dakota isn’t a factor and Jair can sleep safe at night.”

VASSA: “That fire looked horrible. Hopefully he is okay.”

JOHNSON: “We’ve seen the ‘Butcher’ go through quite a bit and come back for more. Maybe the fire is the only way to rid him from 4CW once and for all.”

VASSA: “He’s the Devil, the God of Violence… I wouldn’t be shocked if we see him show his face at the end of the night.”

JOHNSON: “It’s good to be positive Vinny, but I just don’t see that happening after watching what Jair did to him.”

VASSA: “I’m still disappointed that our main event has been cancelled.”

JOHNSON: “We have a new one! The Warzone of Horrors where a shot for the 4CW Championship is on the line, as well as the XTV Championship up for grabs throughout the entire thing.”

VASSA: “We had eight qualifying matches earlier in the night where we saw the likes of Mariano Fernandez, Scott Stevens, Lauryn Wolfe, and Adrian Tanner Jr. advance to the big one.”

JOHNSON: “Let’s not forget about the ‘New Wave’ as deemed earlier consisting of the 4CW Tag Team champions, Tara and Jason P. Davidson – who is also the defending XTV champion. Then we have the fighting couple who shocked us all as they reunited earlier tonight, Genevie and Eli Carlson.”

VASSA: “I don’t see how anyone is shocked by Genevie interfering in Eli’s match and helping him score the win over Keith Daniels. We knew this was going to happen people!”

JOHNSON: “Things grew pretty heated between the two on social media over the weeks leading up to tonight.”

VASSA: “They have literally broken up and gotten back together on social media a thousand times before. This was no surprise whatsoever.”

JOHNSON: “Well, I was shocked!”

VASSA: “And you a fucking idiot!”

JOHNSON: “On that note, let’s get to the entrances before you really say something that you don’t mean.”

DING!!! DING!!!

POWERS: “Ladies and gentlemen the following contest will be for the 4CW XTV Championship and for a contract guaranteeing a 4CW Championship match at 4CW’s next pay-per-view – Fright Night! Are you ready?!”
The crowd erupts with cheers as the entire building begins to rumble.

POWERS: “I said are… you… READY!!!”
The cheers grow even louder as the crowd impatiently awaits the entrance of the Warzone of Horrors combatants.

POWERS: “Are you ready for the 4CW Fright Night Warzone of Horrors?!”
The vibrations from everyone stomping can be felt traveling through the floor as if a stampede was approaching.

POWERS: “LET THE HORROR BEGIN!!!”
The arena lights suddenly go down, and a Trollface, Mariano’s calling card, appears on the big screen. Then, a sound of drums fills the arena.

“DUM-DUM-DUM!

DUM-DUM-DUM!

DUM-DUM-DUM!”

POWERS: “Coming to the ring from somewhere in Skyrim, weighing in at one hundred eighty pounds and standing six feet tall. He is ‘The Gadfly’… MARIANO FFEERRNNAANNDDEEZZ!!!”
The sound is later accompanied with guttural, barbarian chanting in a strange language, as the “Song of the Dragonborn” from The Elder Scrolls V – Skyrim begins its triumphant rhythm. Growing slowly in intensity matching the song, the arena lights come back…

“DOVAHKIIN! DOVAHKIIN! NAAL OK ZIN LOS VAHRIIN, WAH DEIN VOKUL MAHFAERAAK AHST VAAL! AHRK FIN NOROK PAAL GRAAN FOD NUST HON ZINDRO ZAAN! DOVAHKIIN, FAH HIN KOGAAN MU DRAAL!”

Once the lights come back on, and after a huge pyro blast, Mariano is standing at the stage entrance, posing to the crowd going wild. He then beings striding decidedly and steadily to the ring until coming face to face with the steel cage. Once inside, he climbs the apron and passes between the ropes, he calls for a microphone from a member of the ringside crew still placing various weapons around the outside of the ring.

MARIANO: “FUS RO DAH!!!”
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever.“ branded into the flag. The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more cheers than boos, as the opening guitar riffs and “Hellraiser” by Motorhead begins to play throughout the PA system.

POWERS: “Coming to the ring from Houston, Texas, weighing in at two hundred fifty-six pounds and standing six feet, six inches tall! He is ‘The Scorpion’… SCOTT SSTTEEVVEENNSS!!!”
The cheers intensify as the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas. Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers.

VASSA: “After finally putting an end to Darin’s nuisance, Scott Stevens will enter the Warzone!”

JOHNSON: “I don’t think we’ve seen the last of those two.”

VASSA: “Probably not, they’ve been a pain in each others ass for years as it is.”
As he finally gets to the cage, he enters and then climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares over the crowd. As icy glare and a throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.

“Cigarettes and tiny liquor bottles

Just what you’d expect inside her new Balenciaga

Vile romance, turned dreams into an empire

Self-made success now she rolls with Rockefellers”

With the lights dimmed downed, a lone spotlight shines down at the center of the stage as the mid-tempo alternative pop sound of Halsley’s “New Americana” plays throughout the venue. As the song’s pace picks up a bit and nears the chorus, a figure can be seen slowly making its way onto the stage. The lone figure then makes its way to where the spotlight was shinning at. As the person stands there, the lights all around come back on just as the chorus blares out:

“We are the new Americana

High on legal marijuana

Raised on Biggie and Nirvana

We are the new Americana”

With the lights bright, everyone can now see Lauryn Wolfe with her arm raised and her back towards them. Lauryn turns around and slowly surveys the crowd with a sly smirk across her face before making her way down to the ring.

POWERS: “Making her way to the ring from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at one hundred twenty-seven pounds and standing five feet, six inches tall! She is ‘The Triggering Queen’, Lauryn WWOOLLFFEE!!!”
She completely ignores everyone, as she only has the cage and two rings in her main line of sight. As Lauryn reaches the ring, she slides in and scales the nearest turnbuckle once she gets up. Cupping her hands by her mouth, Lauryn howls out and then raises her hand up once more. With a more serious expression on her face, Lauryn looks around the venue once more before coming back down and leaning up against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to get underway.

“Blood, blood, blood

Pump mud through my veins

Shut your dirty, dirty mouth

I’m not that easy”

As the sound of “Blood” by In This Moment fills the inside of the arena, the lights are dimmed down, leaving only a bright spotlight which shines upon the curtains as a lone female figure pushes them open stepping out to the jeers and catcalls of the crowd. Tara Davidson rubs both of her hands across the golden plate of her 4CW Tag Team Championship. She tosses her hair back behind her shoulders before she begins to walk towards the ring with the crowd still clamoring to be heard above the pounding music.

POWERS: “Hailing from Miami, Florida, weighing in at one hundred twenty pounds and standing five feet, four inches tall… one half of the reigning 4CW Tag Team Champions… ‘The Red Queen’… TARA DDAAVVIIDDSSOONN!!!”

“Blood, blood, blood

Pump mud through my veins

I’m a dirty, dirty girl

I want it filthy”

Tara approaches closer towards the ring and swiftly jumps up onto the apron as she kneels down upon one knee. She keeps one hand upon the middle rope as she looks out towards the crowd blowing them some kisses before slipping in between of the ropes with ease. Once inside of the ring, she walks towards the middle and removed her championship belt from around her waist before holding it up high in the air as the lights come back on before the music fades out leaving just the jeers of the crowd to fill the inside of the arena. The arena is abuzz as the fans wait in anticipation for what’s next for them. The lights brighten for the next star about to come out. The big screens come a light as the beginning guitar riffs to “Porn Star Dancing” hit the sound system. There’s a pause before Genevie makes her way out from behind the curtain just as the words of the song begin. She smiles brightly as the crowd boos her appearance and then rolls her eyes and shakes her head. She raised as she shakes her hips and body along to the lyrics of the song, disregarding everyone else. After a few moments she begins making her way to the ring with a sexy strut, the smirk never leaving her face.

POWERS: “Ladies and Gentlemen coming to the ring weighing in at One Hundred and Thirty Five pounds, from Boston, Massachusetts, she is The Boston Genie….GENEVVVVVIIIIEEE.”
At this point Genevie has made her way to the ring apron. She’ll pose seductively against the ropes before puckering her lips and giving a wink to the crowd. This gets lots of boos but some of the males of the audience whistle and throw cheers her way. She wraps her arms around the top rope and flips backwards into the ring. Flipping her long hair back and sliding her hands seductively down the side of her body as she mouths the word FLAWLESS and waves off the crowds booing with disgust as she makes her way to the corner and begins stretching as her theme fades out. The synth-pop chiptune opening of The Protomen’s “Due Vendetta” begins to play as a variant of the Mega Man 2 Character Select screen appears on the video screen, showing 8 of the possible participants in the Warzone. A cursor lights up each participant as the guitars kick in and Raul Panter’s robotic-sounding voice echoes out through the PA system, spinning faster and faster through each different verse.

“Cut, Guts, Fire, Wood

Air, Quick, Bubble, Metal

Crash, Flash, Heat, Bomb

Ice, Fire, Wily, Rock

Cutman, Gutsman, Fireman, Wily

Iceman, Bombman, Elecman, ROCKMAN

Airman, Quickman, Woodman, Bubbleman

Crashman, Flashman, Heatman, Metalman”

Though the voice continues, the cursor stops at ‘Crashman’, stopping on the image of Bryan Laughlin. The camera pans out and we see the stage is set up like a real-life version of the Crashman stage from Mega Man 2, with a large silhoutte screen in the middle of the entrance ramp. A strobe light blares at the entrance showing a figure behind the screen.

“Cutman, Gutsman, Fireman, Iceman

Sniper Joe, Rush Jet, Dr. Light, MEGAMAN!”

At the last word an explosion of pyro rocks the ‘level’ and the screen drops- revealing Adrian Tanner Junior, dressed in his usual wrestling tights and boots with a blue color scheme, blue skin-tight shirt (think Rollins/Reigns shirt things they wear while wrestling), a blue amateur wrestling headpiece made to look like a helmet, and blue elbow pads, with a strange blue gun-like contraption on his left arm. Mike Powers does his best Reggie Fils-Aimé impression.

POWERS: ”Introducing next- from the Year 20AA, built for one, well, two purposes! To bring destruction to all the evil Assholes plaguing the world, and to help bring Just the Tip to Perry Wallace’s nightmares- HE IS THE SUPAH FIGHTING ASSASSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!

MEEEEEEEGGGGAAAAAAA-TAAAAAAAAANNNNNN!”
As Powers calls out his name, ‘Mega-Tan’ cocks the weird device on his fist into the air and fire, setting off a smaller explosion of pyro from the hand cannon. He power walks down the ramp, slapping hands with fans on the way down, before sliding into the ring. He mounts the nearest turnbuckle, aiming the cannon again up into the sky above the crowd and fires a second time, another smaller explosion of pyro shooting out from the gun as the crowd cheers. Then he drops down off the ropes with a grin, taking the hand cannon off and settling into his pre-match warmup.

”I don’t drink brass monkey, like the beat funky

Nickname Eazy E yo’ 8-ball junkie.

Bass drum kickin to show my shit

Rappin holdin’ my dick, boy I don’t quit”

“8-ball” by N.W.A. continues to blare over the speakers as Elijah Carlson emerges from the backstage area wearing a pair of black wrestling tights with his name in red lettering across the back and a leather jacket covering his upper body. Boo’s reign down from the heavens and throughout the arena as the crowd expresses their displeasure with him and his willingness to “sell out” to the King and Queen of 4CW.

POWERS: “Coming to the ring from New York, New York, weighing in at two hundred ten pounds and standing six feet, one inch tall! He is ‘The Crown Prince’, ELIJAH CCAARRLLSSOONN!!!”
Halfway down the ramp he reaches out to high five a kid but just as the kid is about to slap his hand back Eli pulls his hand away and laughs right in the childs face. He struts the rest of the way down the ramp and then rolls himself into the ring, standing up with his arms extended out wide and a smile that said he was his own biggest fan.

”See a big ass and I say word

I took a look at the face and the bitch was to the curb

Bitch on the tip for the title i’m holdin’

Eazy E’s fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin’”

Calmly Eli circles the ring and everyone in it, his eyes never once leaving anyone else, before moving to his own corner as the referee directed him. The lights in the arena go completely black as the sound of the opening guitar riffs of “Hail To The King” by Avenged Sevenfold begin to play. A single spotlight shines on the stage.

POWERS: “From Miami, Florida weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty-two pounds.. standing at six foot three inches tall…”
Smoke fills the stage as a medieval throne rises to the center of the stage. Seated on the throne is Jason P. Davidson in a fur cape and crown upon his head. The 4CW XTV and Tag Team Championships proudly displayed on his lap and shining in the spotlight. A loud chorus of boo’s is heard before the lights in the arena go completely black again.

“Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head

Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid

Children roam the streets, now orphans of war

Bodies hanging in the streets to adore”

The lights in the arena come back on and flames explode from either side of the stage as Jason rises from the throne with a mighty roar. He tosses off the cape and locks his eyes down towards the ring as he makes his way down the ramp with the Championships slung over his right shoulder.

“Royal flames will carve a path in chaos,

Bringing daylight to the night

Death is riding into town with armor,

They’ve come to take all your rights”

POWERS: “He is the Conqueror… Wrestling’s one true Royalty… the King of Everything… One half of the 4CW Tag Team Champions and the XTV Champion! Here is JASON P. DDAAVVIIDDSSOONN!!!”
Jason makes his way up the steel ring steps and along the ring apron. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises the Championships high into the air as flashbulbs go off all over the arena.

“Hail to the king, hail to the one

Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun

Hail to the king

Hail!

Hail!

Hail!

The King…”

Jason hops down into the ring before walking to the center as he places the Championships back over his right shoulder. He raises his arms into the air letting out another mighty roar as the referee comes over and removes the crown from the top of his head.

VASSA: “Holy shit it’s about to go down! I’m so excited!”

JOHNSON: “Calm down, Vinny. Get a hold of yourself!”

VASSA: “I can’t! This is the one match that I look forward to the most every year that 4CW has been in existence.”

JOHNSON: “It’s one of the biggest, bloodiest, craziest matches that we have in the 4CW lineup.”

VASSA: “Last year’s Warzone of Horror’s featured six people but this year we’ve raised the bar and will feature eight people. Once again, the XTV Championship is on the line as well!”

JOHNSON: “That would explain the magnitude of weaponry at ringside and hanging from the sides of the cage.”

VASSA: “These people are going to destroy each other!”

JOHNSON: “We have four people in this thing aligned somewhat. You could say that they’re a team going in to this thing.”

VASSA: “Bullshit! This isn’t a team concept. You see that contract hanging above the cage, just underneath that ladder bolted to the top?”

JOHNSON: “I do. That’s the first place in this whole mess of a match.”

VASSA: “That piece of paper is the key to what each and every person in this match wants to hold around their waists. Comradery goes out the window when you throw the 4CW Championship into the picture.”

JOHNSON: “That’s if they can even make it out of the cage alive. With the XTV Championship in the mix and the amount of weapons on hand, this is going to be a bloodbath.”

VASSA: “We have what you could call the best of the best in 4CW, next to Jair Hopkins, in the ring tonight. Any one of these individuals could find themselves facing the champ at Winter Wasteland.”

JOHNSON: “A lot of people have JPD pegged to win this thing given the streak he’s been on as of late.”

VASSA: “ANYONE is capable of winning this. Lucky for him, the Tag Team Championships aren’t on the line so he and Tara can rest easy knowing they’d still be a champion in 4CW if things don’t quite go in their favor.”

JOHNSON: “With three women in this thing, we could very well see the makings of the second female 4CW Champion begin her climb to the top of the mountain.”

VASSA: “We had a female 4CW Champion going into last year’s Warzone of Horrors. Remember what happened to her?”

JOHNSON: “I do remember what happened. She was hung from the top of the ladder by piano wire at the hands of Dakota who would then go on to claim the belt as his own.”

VASSA: “Maybe it’s karma catching up with him then after pulling stunts like that without even thinking twice about the person he harms.”

JOHNSON: “Enough with the talking! Let’s get down to business!”

VASSA: “I couldn’t have said it better myself, Steve.”

JOHNSON: “May the best man ort woman win.”

VASSA: “And may the second best man or woman walk away with the XTV Championship!”
The camera begins to slowly scan the sides of the cage where various weapons hang from the metal links. Scattered upon the floor, even more weapons are seen, giving those inside the deadliest tools to end their opponents night once and for all. With all of the wrestlers gathered in one of the rings, the official stands in the center of them all. Slowly turning his body, he makes eye contact with each and every one before making a complete circle. As the crowd looks on in anticipation, the official then throws his hand in the air and signals for the bell before rushing out of the way and to safety.

DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!

Standing together on one side of the ring, Genie, Eli, Tara, and JPD look across the ring to the other four consisting of Adrian, Lauryn, Mariano, and Stevens. A loud battle cry is heard from Eli as he yells directly into the air. Both groups of people then charge towards one another, colliding in the center of the ring in a violent exchange.

Slamming his fist into JPD’s jaw, Stevens knocks him backwards and into the ropes where he catches himself. Charging towards him full speed, Stevens lowers his shoulder and drives it into JPD’s stomach, tackling him through the ropes and to the outside.

Kicking her foot upward, Tara plants it into Adrian’s stomach, forcing him to lunge over from the impact. Wrapping her arm around Adrian’s head, Tara then drops him to the canvas head first with a snap DDT. Adrian’s body straightens up as his feet point directly to the ceiling before he crashes over and falls to his back. Crawling over top of him, Tara then begins hitting him with rapid lefts and rights to the face.

Knocking Genie off balance, Lauryn slaps her across the chest with back to back chops. As she falls backwards, she quickly reaches out and locks onto her wrist, pulling her upward and into a European uppercut from her other arm. As Genie’s head whips backwards, Lauryn kicks her in the stomach and then grabs onto her head with both hands before dropping down to a seated position and leveling Genie with a sit-out jawbreaker.

Throwing a right punch aimed for Eli’s head, Mariano comes up short as Eli blocks it with his left arm and then fires back with a right punch to his chest. Stepping in behind Mariano, Eli then lifts him off his feet and slams him to the mat with a belly to back suplex.

JOHNSON: “We’re off to the races folks as chaos consumes the Warzone!”

VASSA: “So far it’s one side against the other but give it time, I’m sure that will change and someone will go full blown Judas.”
On the outside of the ring, JPD and Stevens exchange punches, literally beating the life out of one another as they take their turns. Connecting with a right, JPD knocks Stevens back a step but only to get a right in return as Stevens plants his foot and lunges forward. Shaking his head and clearing the cobwebs, JPD then swings for Stevens head with a right hook but comes up empty as Stevens leans back, barely dodging JPD’s hand as it zips past his face. Swinging upward, Stevens plants his fist directly underneath JPD’s chin, hitting him with an uppercut and knocking him backwards into the cage.

Reaching above his head, JPD wraps his hands around a pane of glass and rips it away from the cage. Swinging downward, he slams it against the top of Stevens head, shattering it into a million pieces as it explodes. Dropping down to one knee, Stevens lowers his head, revealing a nasty cut as blood begins pouring from it. JPD then grabs ahold of him, standing Stevens up and pulling him over to the cage. Pressing Stevens face against the metal links in the fence, JPD then begins dragging him from one end to the other, keeping his face pressed against the cold steel.

Inside the ring, Lauryn has Genie trapped in the corner with nowhere to go. She then unloads on Genie’s midsection with a fury of punches. Out of nowhere, Genie reaches forward and grabs two handfuls of hair, pulling Lauryn in and slamming her into the corner as she rotates them both. Drawing back, Genie then swings forward as hard as she can, connecting with a stinging slap across Lauryn’s face. Genie then takes a step back before spinning once more and connecting with a roundhouse kick. Lifting Lauryn into the air, Genie then sits her on top of the corner as she then ascends to the middle rope. Standing over Lauryn, Genie then begins pounding away at her head with hard rights as the crowd counts along with each landing blow.

“One! … Two! … Three! … Four! … Five! … Six! … Seven! … Eight! … Nine!”

Stopping for just a short moment, Genie then takes a quick moment to pose for the crowd before turning her attention back to Lauryn and connecting with a final punch.

“Ten!”

Genie then wraps her arm around Lauryn’s head and tosses Lauryn’s over hers before grabbing the back of her pants. Genie then goes to lift Lauryn off the corner for a superplex but doesn’t get far as Lauryn hooks her leg with Genie’s, keeping her weight down. Genie kicks her leg away and goes for another attempt but Lauryn quickly locks her leg once more, keeping herself down. Grabbing onto the back of Genie’s pants, Lauryn then lifts her up into the air and falls backwards as the two enter the other ring, Lauryn connecting with the suplex from the top.

VASSA: “One ring just isn’t enough to contain this carnage!”

JOHNSON: “We have JPD and Stevens on the outside, and now we have Genie and Lauryn in the second ring.”

VASSA: “Lauryn wasn’t going to sit idle and let Genie take her down from the top. She took matters into her own hands.”
Back in the first ring, Eli and pulls Mariano up to his feet and begins kicking at his legs. With Mariano off balance, Eli then shoots in for a single leg takedown but gets rejected as Mariano sprawls and comes down on top of him. Wrapping Eli’s body up with both arms, Mariano then begins ramming his knees into Eli’s shoulders over and over, exchanging back and forth between his left and right knees. Crawling over Eli’s back, Mariano quickly grabs his foot and applies an ankle lock.

Howling in pain, Eli fights to break free but doesn’t as Mariano rests on his back with the ankle lock in tact. Across the ring, Adrian lifts Tara onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry before dropping her with a facebreaker. As he stands, he looks across the ring to Mariano trying to snap Eli’s ankle in half. Taking off from stand still, Adrian gains quite a bit of speed before jumping upward, feet aimed forward, and flying towards Mariano. Planting both feet into the back of Mariano’s head, Adrian hits him with a drop kick, breaking his hold on Eli’s ankle.

Pushing himself up to his feet, he then looks through the ropes to the other ring where Lauryn and Genie are battling it out. He then pops up and runs forward, leaping into the air and landing on the top rope with both feet. Springboarding off the top rope dividing both rings, Adrian flies in between Genie and Lauryn, wrapping both of their heads with each arm and driving them into the canvas with a double tornado DDT!

VASSA: “Hot damn! Adrian is bringing the excitement to this cluster fuck!”

JOHNSON: “He’s talked a big game and it’s been a pleasure watching him in the ring thus far. He truly adds another element to this match.”
With both women lying side by side on their backs, Adrian covers them both as one of the officials from the outside slides into the ring for the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THREE!!!

JOHNSON: “There it is! We have our first pin of the night and Adrian Tanner Jr. is currently your XTV Champion.”

VASSA: “Where the hell did that official come from!?”

JOHNSON: “If you weren’t so focused on the action both in and out of the ring, you’d notice that we have one official in the ring and two on the outside.”

VASSA: “With a match this big where anything can happen at any given moment, it would be impossible for one official to do it all.”
Back to the first ring, Eli and Mariano slowly climb to their feet before locking their sights on one another and raging into an all out brawl. Meanwhile, Tara is back on her feet but focused in the opposite direction where her husband, JPD, and Stevens are a bloody mess tearing each other apart on the outside of the ring. With the actual XTV Championship in hand, Stevens then begins swinging violently with it towards JPD, missing as the former XTV champ backsteps. Stevens then steps forward and draws the belt back with a fake, catching JPD off guard as he opens himself up for a shot to the head. Standing over JPD’s body with the belt in hand, Stevens begins mouthing off as the camera then focuses on JPD’s face covered in blood.

In the corner of his eye, Stevens catches a glimpse of Tara as she vaults herself over the top rope. Turning his attention to her, Stevens can’t escape as she comes down and wipes him out with a crossbody. The belt flies from Stevens hand as he breaks Tara’s fall from above. She then climbs to her feet and quickly rushes over to JPD, helping him up to his. As she checks in with him, wiping the blood from his eyes, Stevens slowly begins getting up. Ripping his head away from Tara’s hands, JPD raises his arm up, pushing her away from him and clearing a path to Stevens. Tara then swats JPD’s arm away, drawing his undivided attention. The two then exchange words, ignoring Stevens as he fully stands. He then moves in behind them unnoticed and grabs onto each of their heads. Slamming them forward, he forces them to kiss as their heads collide.

JPD then pushes Tara away, knocking her back first into the apron as he then whips around and swings for Stevens’ head. Closing in on Stevens’ face, JPD misses as Stevens ducks underneath and thrusts forward, wrapping JPD up and driving him backwards. Approaching the corner of the ring, Stevens slams JPD into the ringside steps, and then two tumble over them as JPD falls backwards. Grabbing onto JPD’s head with both hands, Stevens then begins slamming the back of his head against the top of the steps over and over until knocking him into a daze. Releasing his hold, Stevens then pushes himself away and stands over JPD with his feet to the floor.

JOHNSON: “Oh wait, what do we have here?!”

VASSA: “Turn around Scotty!”
Rushing in behind Stevens, Tara grabs onto him and spins him around. She then moves in and takes him to the floor with a face buster.

JOHNSON: “The Face Lift!”

VASSA: “Oh she’s fucking pissed!”
Crawling over Stevens body, Tara then goes for the pin as the official from that side of the ring on the outside races over for the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THR–

JOHNSON: “NNOOOO!!!”
Ripping Tara off of Stevens, JPD breaks up the pin before the officials hand can slap the floor for the three count. Furious, Tara slams her palms to the floor and then pushes herself up. She then cuts her attention to JPD and moves in closer, screaming at the top of her lungs. The two then argue back and forth, seeing who can yell louder than the other, ignoring everything else surrounding them.

VASSA: “Get your popcorn folks because we have a domestic issue and this time it isn’t Genie and Eli.”

JOHNSON: “This is down right despicable! JPD just couldn’t allow Tara to score a pinfall over Stevens and win the XTV Championship.”

VASSA: “Does he even know he’s lost it?”
JPD then pushes Tara aside before dropping down to his knees and covering Stevens. The official then drops to the floor once more for the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THRE–

VASSA: “HAH!!!”
At the last possible split second, Tara latches onto JPD’s leg, pulling him off of Stevens before the three count can be completed.

JOHNSON: “Tara returns the favor!”

VASSA: “This is starting to get good.”

JOHNSON: “We all know how you love drama.”

VASSA: “Welcome to 4CW!”
Erupting to his feet, JPD turns to Tara with anger in his eyes. The two then get into another heated argument at ringside. Back inside the ropes, Mariano hits Eli with an elbow shot to the mouth before following up with a snapmare, flipping him over to his back. Instantly, Eli climbs to his feet but before he can turn around, Mariano is right there with a kick to the center of his back. Grabbing onto Eli’s head, Mariano rolls him over and up to his feet before holding him in place and hitting him with a stiff right hand. Taking a step backwards, Mariano shrugs his shoulders while looking to Eli and saying “problem?” He then lunges forward with an overhead right, missing as Eli ducks out of the way and steps in behind him. Quickly turning around to face Eli, Mariano leaves himself open as Eli kicks his foot up and aims it for his gut. Catching Eli’s foot, Mariano then spins him to the left and as Eli completes a full revolution, Eli lunges forward with a clothesline. Dodging the attack, Mariano latches onto Eli’s wrist and then goes to whip him to the ropes. Reversing the throw, Eli sends Mariano to the ropes instead. As Mariano approaches the ropes, he grabs onto the top one before jumping up and vaulting himself up and over. Flipping through the air, Mariano splits Tara and JPD, hitting them with a double clothesline! Tara stumbles to the right as JPD stumbles to the left, crashing into the door of the cage and busting through to the other side.

JOHNSON: “That was some quick on the go thinking from Mariano.”

VASSA: “In a match like this you have to be aware of your surroundings because there can literally be anyone in whatever direction you look.”

JOHNSON: “Luckily for him, JPD and Tara were having a domestic issue on the outside right where Eli sent him barreling.”
Looking to the opposite ring, Eli spots both Adrian and Lauryn teaming up on Genie in the far corner across the Warzone. Holding Genie in place with her arms behind her back, Adrian subdues Genie as Lauryn unloads on her midsection with rights and lefts.

VASSA: “Let’s hope that she isn’t pregnant again. We’ve already witnessed her have one abortion in the ring at our last pay-per-view.”
Dipping through the ropes, Eli enters the other ring before rushing over to assist Genie. Spotting him over both Genie and Lauryn’s shoulders, Adrian then pushes Genie forward, sending her crashing into Lauryn as the two ladies fall to the mat. Leaping over both Genie and Lauryn’s bodies, Eli flies through the air, closing in on Adrian and hitting him square in the chops with a solid right hand. Falling backwards, Adrian crashes into the corner as his arms drape over the top ropes holding himself up. Kicking his foot up, Adrian plants his foot into Eli’s stomach, sending him backwards and tripping over Lauryn behind him. Stepping forward, Adrian steps down onto Genie before jumping straight into the air and coming down with an elbow drop aimed for Eli’s chest.

Rolling out of the way, Eli leaves nothing but empty canvas to break Adrian’s fall as he comes down. The two then race to their feet, Eli standing first. As Adrian pushes himself up from one knee, Eli takes a swing for his head but Adrian leans to the side, avoiding contact. Locking onto Eli’s wrist, Adrian then goes to throw him to the ropes but Eli manages to pull off another reverse, sending Adrian to the corner across the ring. As Adrian crashes against the corner, Eli then takes off and charges towards him full speed. Going for a clothesline as he closes in, Eli leaves himself open as Adrian pops out of the corner and trips Eli up, taking him down with a drop toe hold face first onto the middle turnbuckle.

After pushing himself up, Adrian looks down to Eli face down on the mat in a world of pain. He then raises his attention across the ring where Genie and Lauryn exchange punches with one another. After connecting with a solid left, Genie quickly follows up with a right, this time not connecting as Lauryn swats her hand away before it can make contact with her face. Jumping up, Lauryn plants both feet into Genie’s chest with a drop kick, knocking her backwards into the ropes. As Genie bounces off and returns, Lauryn quickly pops up to her feet and ducks down, lifting Genie into the air onto her shoulders with a fireman’s carry. Lauryn then drops Genie across her knee with a gut butster. As Genie flips over and falls onto her back, Lauryn then hops over her and darts for the ropes ahead. Coming back on the rebound, Lauryn then flips forward in mid-air and lands across Genie, hitting her with a running senton.

VASSA: “Lauryn is giving her hell!”

JOHNSON: “A lot of people underestimate Lauryn and I don’t understand why. She taking the fight to Genie right now and showing off her in-ring abilities.”
Lauryn then rolls over and covers Genie for the pin as the official drops down to the mat with the count, grabbing Adrian attention.

ONE

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Racing across the ring, Adrian heads straight for them as the officials hand swings downward to the mat.

TWO

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Leaping into the air, Adrian raises both arms above his head, locking his hands for a double axe handle as he begins his descent.

THR–

Rolling out of the way, Lauryn removes herself from harms way as Adrian comes down and connects with the double axe handle to Genie’s chest.

JOHNSON: “It’s like she knew he was about to break up the pin.”

VASSA: “Maybe she did. You should give Lauryn a little more credit.”
Popping up to her feet, Lauryn then waits until Adrian looks up before jumping towards him and driving both knees into his face. Still on his knees and not going down, Adrian wobbles back and forth as Lauryn slowly gets back to her feet. She then turns to the ropes and hits them hard before coming back and hitting Adrian in the face with a drop kick, driving through his face with both feet and sending him to his back.

JOHNSON: “It’s the Heartbreaker!”

VASSA: “More like the face breaker…”

JOHNSON: “You’re right about that but sometimes you have to work with what’s in front of you.”

VASSA: “Here’s the pin attempt to dethrone Adrian.”
Ignoring Genie at inches away, Lauryn crawls over to Adrian and makes the cover, rolling over his body as she hooks his leg. Racing to the scene, the official slides in with the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THREE!!!

JOHNSON: “We have a new XTV Champion folks!”

VASSA: “The Triggering Queen, Lauryn Wolfe!”
As Lauryn pushes herself up to one knee, she looks up only to brace herself as Eli rushes in and levels her with a running boot to the face. He then turns to Genie and tends to her as the view jumps to the outside of the ring.

One the outside of the ring, Mariano and JPD beat each other senseless in an exchange of punches. Lunging forward with both hands, JPD wraps them around Mariano’s head before pulling him over to the barricade and slamming his face down onto it. He then pulls Mariano away from the barricade and bends him over, pulling his head between his legs. Wrapping both arms around Mariano’s waist, JPD then lifts him into the air and throws him forward into the barricade with a powerbomb. Surveying the damage, JPD then turns to look up the cage but Stevens is right there with the XTV Championship in hand, swinging it towards his face. Throwing both hands up, JPD latches onto the championship and the two then engage in a game of tug of war. Pulling the belt in opposite directions, they try to rip the belt from the others hands. Neither man releasing their hold, the two struggle back and forth, fighting one another in a test of strength.

Inside of the cage but on the floor, Tara looks through the links of the cage and locks her eyes on JPD and Stevens. She then scans the walls of the cage before setting her sights on a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire hanging by it’s leg. Pulling the chair down from the wall of the cage, she clutches the legs in both hands before turning towards the open door and making her way to the outside. Closing in on the two still struggling with the belt between them, Tara raises the chair above her head, unnoticed by the two. As she takes a swing for the back of Stevens’ head, JPD kicks him in the chest, sending him falling backwards as he releases his grip on the belt. With her swing in full motion, Tara’s eyes light up as the chair closes in and smashes JPD’s face.

TTTHHHWWWAAACCCKKK!!!

VASSA: “Ho-ly shit!”

JOHNSON: “Tara just crushed her husbands skull with that steel chair!”

VASSA: “We have a domestic violence issue on our hands folks!”
Falling to his knees, JPD wobbles back and both with the chair folded around his skull. The barbed wire pierces his skin as blood trickles from the small lacerations. The belt then falls from his hands as Tara releases the chair and takes a step backwards. She stares down at the chair with no emotion in her face as her skin begins turning pale. She continues taking steps back until coming to a stop as she backs into Stevens. Slowly turning around, her eyes then light up once more as Stevens kicks her in the stomach and locks onto her head, dropping her to the floor with a three-quarter facelock front bulldog.

JOHNSON: “Stevens strikes with the Toxic Sting!”

VASSA: “TTAARRAAAA!!!”
Rolling Tara over to her back, Stevens then makes the cover as an official on the outside of the cage rushes over to make the count.

ONE

Pushing himself up from the barricade, Mariano then sets his sights on JPD still on his knees and wobbling back and forth with the chair still wrapped around his head.

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TWO

Stepping forward, Mariano then jumps up and hits JPD in the back of the head with a step-up enzuigiri.

JOHNSON: “The Gadfly!”

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THREE!!!

VASSA: “Stevens scores one over Tara!”

JOHNSON: “The XTV Championship changes hands once again!”
Falling forward, JPD crashes to the floor as the chair finally releases itself from his skull, revealing a head covered in blood. Mariano then rolls JPD to his back and makes the cover as the official looks to his side and begins a new count.

ONE

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Pushing himself up, Stevens climbs to one knee.

TWO

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Leaping forward, Stevens goes to break then pin as the officials hand slaps the floor a third time.

THREE!!!

JOHNSON: “Just a second too late!”
Slamming both arms onto Mariano’s back, Stevens comes up short with his attempt to break up the pin. He then grabs ahold of Mariano and stands to his feet, pulling him up as well. With a hand on the back of Mariano’s head, Stevens walks him towards the cage before throwing him forward, face first into the steel.

VASSA: “That had to of been the shortest championship reign EVER!”

JOHNSON: “It isn’t over yet! There’s still plenty of violence to be had.”

VASSA: “Look inside of the ring!”
On the inside of the cage, within the ropes, Genie and Eli fight side by side, working together and fending off Lauryn and Adrian. Slapping Lauryn across the face, Genie then spins around and connects with a roundhouse kick, knocking her backwards into the ropes. Wrapping her arms around the top rope, Lauryn holds herself from rebounding as Genie then charges towards her full speed. Closing in, Genie hits Lauryn with a clothesline and both women go up and over the top rope, crashing down to the floor below.

Throwing his hand up, Eli hits Adrian in the throat with a chop, cutting off his oxygen supply. He then steps in beside Adrian and drops him to his back with a Russian leg sweep. Climbing on top of Adrian, Eli then attacks with a ground and pound, hitting Adrian from all angles with a fury of punches. Drawing back his furthest, Eli then goes for the kill shot but as his hand comes within inches of Adrian’s face, Adrian locks onto his wrist with both hands, stopping its travel and avoiding the impact. Adrian then pulls Eli downward while popping his head up from the mat and connecting with a vicious headbutt.

Rolling over to his side, Eli holds his hands over his head, giving Adrian ample time to climb to his feet. With Eli down at his feet, Adrian then begins kicking him in the ribs over and over, bringing back a pain Eli hasn’t felt in many weeks.

VASSA: “There goes all progress on Eli’s ribs healing.”

JOHNSON: “Given the condition his ribs are in, it’s the perfect target for anyone when going head to head with the man.”
With Eli curled up at his feet and clutching his ribs, Adrian then looks over his shoulder to the outside where Genie and Lauryn are locked up, pulling away at each others hair and jerking each other violently. Adrian then darts in their direction and as he gets closer to the ropes, he leaps forward through them and flies through the air, colliding into both ladies with a suicide dive. The three fall to the floor, both women breaking Adrian’s fall. Covering Lauryn, Adrian goes for the quick pin as the nearby official rushes over for the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THR–

JOHNSON: “NNOOO!!!”
Pulling Adrian off of Lauryn, Genie breaks up the pin at the last second. She then unloads with a series of punches to Adrian’s head, knocking him more and more into a daze as each punch lands. Climbing to her feet, Genie then pulls Adrian up as well. She then pushes him face first into the cage before looks up and ripping a Halloween pumpkin prop from the wall. As Adrian turns around to face her, Genie quickly raises it above her head and swings downward, smashing it into pieces over Adrian’s head. Thumbtacks explode from the insides and cover the floor around them as Adrian falls back into the cage.

Lauryn then gets back to her feet and delivers a stinging punch to Adrian’s stomach, knocking the breath out of him. Adrian then slides down the cage before stopping in a seated position on the floor with his back against it. Both Genie and Lauryn then begin stomping on Adrian together, working together for once to wear down a mutual threat. Inside of the ring, Eli finally stands to his feet and limps his way to the edge of the ring before dipping through the ropes and dropping down to the floor. Splitting Genie and Lauryn, Eli pulls Adrian up from the floor as the two ladies begin barking demands in his ear. Screaming loudly over Lauryn, Genie points to the thumbtacks scattered across the floor. With a smile on his face, Eli then locks his arm around Adrian’s head and grabs onto the back of his pants. Lifting Adrian into the air quickly, Eli flips him up and over, dropping him back first onto the thumbtacks with a suplex.

JOHNSON: “OH MY!!!”

VASSA: “I bet Adrian wasn’t expecting an acupuncture treatment tonight.”

JOHNSON: “Look at you, sitting over there on point with the references.”
Rolling over to his side, Adrian releases a loud moan as the camera zooms into the many thumbtacks piercing his back. Instantly, blood begins trickling from the holes as his back has now become a pincushion. Back on his feet, Eli looks to both Genie and Lauryn with a nod before the three unite and begin stomping on Adrian.

VASSA: “It’s now three on one and Adrian is in trouble.”
On the outside of the cage, Stevens delivers a beating to Mariano as JPD and Tara slowly climb to their feet. Swinging forward with all of his might, Stevens attempted to knock Mariano’s head off but misses as his fist crashes into the cage. Mariano then counts with a uppercut underneath Stevens’ armpit. As the two exchange blows, JPD sneaks in behind them and grabs both of their heads, one in each hand, before slamming them into the cage. He then pulls their head back and slams them together, forcing the two into a nasty headbutt. Both men fall to all fours and just as they do, Tara steps in beside JPD. Still angry from what happened earlier, he quickly turns to her and pushes her away, sending her rolling to the floor. Looking down at his feet, JPD then jumps straight into the air and comes down, planting each of his feet onto the backs of Mariano’s and Steven’s head, driving them face first into the floor with a double curb stomp.

VASSA: “WHOA!!!”

JOHNSON: “Did he ju–“

VASSA: “Double curb stomp!”

JOHNSON: “Bow to the King times two!”
Surveying the damage, a cocky smirk comes across his face before the camera zooms in to read his lips “fuck this.” JPD then turns his attention to the cage and grabs onto it with both hands, beginning his climb. Back on her feet, Tara looks at the wreckage covering the floor before JPD catches her attention making his way upward. She quickly rushes over and locks onto his leg with both hands. “What the fuck?” JPD says as he looks over his shoulder only to find Tara below stopping his movement. He then kicks his foot and drives it into her face, knocking her to the floor. “This match is all about me!” JPD says before looking back up the cage and resuming his climb.

Stepping through the door, Lauryn exits the cage and enters what appears to be a crime scene with bodies stretched across the floor. She then notices something moving above her head only to then look up and spot JPD. Grabbing onto the cage, Lauryn then begins climbing as well, a little faster than JPD and eventually catching up to his height as they reach the midway point.

Exiting the cage next, Genie and Eli walk onto the scene and quickly turn to the outside of the cage, beginning their climb.

Back on her feet, Tara can’t believe her eyes now that four people are climbing to the top. She quickly rushes over to the cage and grabs onto it only to get caught by surprise as Stevens wraps his arm around her throat. Ripping Tara away from the cage, Stevens holds her in place, choking her as her face begins to slowly turn red. Kicking her foot up, Tara plants it between his legs. Releasing his grip, Stevens lunges over and begins slowly back stepping. Moving in, Tara then hits Stevens over the back of the head with a scissors kick, knocking him face first into the floor.

JOHNSON: “The Goodnight Kiss!”

VASSA: “I know somewhere that she can plant two lips.”

JOHNSON: “Oh be quiet!”
Dropping to her knees, Tara quickly rolls Stevens over and covers him as the official nearby slides in with the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THREE!!!

VASSA: “About time some booty came to the XTV division!”

JOHNSON: “Booty? I think you mean beauty.”

VASSA: “Nah, Steve. I’m talking about booty. Just look at it.”
As Tara rises to her feet, Mariano is right there to catch her by surprise with a stiff kick to the midsection. He then slams her face into the steel cage and quickly wraps both arms around her waist. Attempting to lift her up for a German suplex, Tara locks onto the cage, preventing him from pulling her away. Setting her back down, Mariano goes to lift her once more but this time Tara throws her arm back, driving her elbow into Mariano’s head. She then spins around and levels him with a right hook, sending him crashing into the barricade. Turning to the cage, she then begins her climb as JPD and Lauryn make their way to the top.

Standing first, Lauryn rushes JPD and tackles him to the top of the cage. The two then roll towards the edge where JPD mounts himself on top of her. JPD presses down on Lauryn’s head as it hangs over the side of the cage. Meanwhile, Genie and Eli make it to the top. The two quickly rush towards the ladder in the center where the contract hangs above. In the corner of his eye, JPD spots the two and quickly releases Lauryn and stands to his feet. Rushing over, he steps in between them and the ladder. blocking its path. The three then begin debating over who should climb to the top and grab the contract.

Below, Stevens has gotten back to his feet and begins climbing the cage, looking up at Tara’s behind the entire time with a grin on his face. Pushing himself back up to his feet, Mariano then approaches the cage but is quickly cut off as Adrian finally bursts through the doorway. Catching Mariano by surprise, Adrian kicks him in the back of the knee, forcing it to give out from underneath him as he drops down to it. Turning to the cage, Adrian then begins his climb. Shortly after, Mariano forces himself up and begins pulling himself towards the top as well.

JOHNSON: “Things are being taken to a new level ladies and gentlemen.”

VASSA: “We already have four people up top, three of which are arguing over who should get the contract. Then we have four more making their way up.”

JOHNSON: “Make that five! Tara has now made her way to the top of the cage.”

VASSA: “And Stevens is not far behind.”
As the three continue to argue in front of the ladder, Tara quickly rushes over and joins in the argument. Not standing with her husband, she takes a side of her own, even demanding for JPD to stand down. Refusing to acknowledge her request, JPD steps in between the group and grabs onto the ladder. Shocked at what’s happening in front of them, the three then begin fussing about what’s happening but not doing anything about it. Out of nowhere, Lauryn jumps in the middle of them all and begins handing out punches to all four. Grabbing onto the back of JPD’s pants, Lauryn pulls him back down to the top of the cage. He then spins around and throws a wild arm, missing Lauryn but connecting with Eli and knocking him down to his back.

Enraged, Genie pushes JPD back against the ladder before screaming at him as loudly as she can. Laughing it off, JPD then turns back to the ladder and heads upward. This time, Genie grabs onto JPD and pulls him back to his feet. Balling his fists and turning around to face her, anger consumes JPD as he steps in closer, standing face to face with her and looking down into her eyes. Tara then forces herself between the two, keeping them from ripping each other apart. Seeing an opportunity, Lauryn then grabs JPD by the head and slams it into the step of the ladder. Tara and Genie then turn to Lauryn but she greets them with a slap to the face and she swings both hands together.

Once at the top, Stevens looks on at the sight of what appears to be something right out of a school playground as the three lock up and begin pulling at each others hair. He then races over and pulls Tara away from the cluster before throwing her to the side by her arm. Rolling across the top of the cage, Tara rolls off the edge but grabs onto the top with one hand, catching herself from falling to the depths below. Seeing it all, JPD quickly rushes over to save her as he reaches down and locks onto her arm. Pulling her up, feet above the announcers booth.

VASSA: “Well what do you know. He actually put her safety above everything else.”

JOHNSON: “That’s a long fall, Vinny.”

VASSA: “it is. Would be hard for her to perform her marital duties covered in a body cast.”

JOHNSON: “You think that’s why he saved her?”

VASSA: “I can’t think of any other reasons.”
Finally pulling Tara up to the top of the cage, JPD holds her with both arms as the two share a tender moment. Ruining the moment, Stevens then rushes in and slams both fists onto JPD’s back, pushing him forward. Falling off the top, Tara goes first as JPD falls second.

VASSA: “Holy shit!”

JOHNSON: “Get out of the way!”
Vassa and Johnson quickly get up from their seats and run in opposite directions. As JPD and Tara falls towards the booth, JPD grabs onto Tara and wraps her up before rolling their bodies to where she’s on top of him. Gaining speed as gravity pulls them down, the two then slam onto the announcers booth, JPD first as he breaks Tara’s fall and snaps the booth in half.

CCCRRRUUUNNNCCCHHH!!!

VASSA: “Jesus fucking Christ!”

JOHNSON: “OH MY GOD!!!”
The crowd then erupts into chanting.

“Ho-ly Shit! … Ho-ly Shit! … Ho-ly Shit! … Ho-ly Shit! … Ho-ly Shit!”

The debris of the table covers both Tara and JPD as on-site medical staff rush over to check on them.

JOHNSON: “There you have it, Vinny. JPD just sacrificed himself to save Tara from that fall.”

VASSA: “No way either of them walk away from this.”

JOHNSON: “They’ll be okay, maybe. Remember last year?”

VASSA: “R-I-P Bronx.”
Finally making it to the top, Adrian and Mariano join the party as the two have been eliminated from the top. Stevens and Eli rumble in the far corner of the cage, beating each other senseless. Thrusting his head forward, Stevens hits Eli right between the eyes with a headbutt. He then wraps Eli up with both arms and lifts him up before slamming him to the cage with a belly to belly suplex. As he looks up, Mariano is right there with a kick to the face, knocking him over to his side. Pushing himself up to all fours, Stevens leaves his back open as Mariano begins slamming forearms down onto it. Fighting through the attack, Stevens continues rising until standing to his feet. He then lunges forward and wraps Mariano up around the waist, lifting him into the air. Stevens then throws Mariano over his head with another belly to belly suplex. As Mariano slams onto the cage, his body slides across it feet first before slipping off the edge of the cage. As Mariano falls down to the floor feet first, the back of his pants get caught on the cage, catching him in mid air and stopping his fall, but giving him a wedgie instead as he hangs there.

VASSA: “HAHA! This is classic!”

JOHNSON: “Talk about being lucky! His pants are saving him from crashing to the floor right now.”

VASSA: “I don’t know fi you can consider that being lucky. Da Troll Guy looks to be in an uncomfortable position with those pants riding up his ass.”

JOHNSON: “With all the pranks he’s pulled, it’s funny to see him on the receiving end of something like this.”
As Mariano hangs helplessly on the side of the cage by his pants, the war on top of the cage continues. Jumping in between Lauryn, Eli, and Genie, Adrian goes berserk with a flurry of punches given to all surrounding him. As Adrian has his attention turned to Genie and Lauryn with punches flowing to both of them, Eli drops down and dives forward, driving his shoulder into the back of Adrian’s knee with a chop block. As Adrian rolls off of Eli’s back and down to the cage ceiling, Eli pushes himself up only to see Lauryn level Genie with a forearm to the face. Eli pops to his feet and charges Lauryn but gets blindsided as Stevens rushes in and tackles.

On top of Eli, Stevens begins pounding away at his head wildly. Unable to defend himself, Eli gets hit with lefts and rights before Stevens scoots down and begins pounding away at Eli’s ribs. Grunting in agony, the pain shows more and more on Eli’s face as each crushing blow collides with his ribs. Back on her feet, Genie hears Eli in trouble behind her and quickly turns around. Pushing Lauryn out of the way as she looks on, Genie then wraps her hands around Stevens’ head from behind, digging her fingernails into his eyes. Stevens’ assault abruptly comes to an end as he reaches up and tries to pull Genie’s hands away from his head. Digging in deep, Genie sinks her claws in. Finally catching a break, Stevens pulls her hands away as her fingernails drag across his cheeks, leaving trails of bloody scratches.

Lauryn then locks in a sleeper hold on Genie, pulling her away from Stevens as she chokes the life out of her. Holding his hands over his bloody face, Stevens leaves himself open as now Adrian has made it back to his feet. Pulling Stevens up, Adrian then drags him towards the edge of the cage where Mariano hangs below. He then locks onto Stevens and drops him with a Reverse STO Facebuster.

JOHNSON: “The Revolver!”
Bouncing up from the top of the cage, Stevens rolls over the edge and falls.

VASSA: “OH SHIT!!!”

JOHNSON: “he ain’t dead yet!”
Before he falls too far, Stevens grabs onto Adrian’s arm to stop his fall. Instead, he drags Adrian across the top of the cage as the weight pulls him towards the edge. Stevens body continues going down as well as Adrian’s until the two come to a stop.

VASSA: “Adrian has the cage in his grip!”
Stevens’ hand begins sliding down Adrian’s arm from the moisture and sweat. Stevens then loses his grip and falls backwards, crashing to the floor and landing on his back, smacking his head against the floor.

JOHNSON: “Stevens just took the dive!”

VASSA: “No kind of recycling is going to save him after that nasty fall.”

JOHNSON: “Look out Adrian!”
Still hanging from his pants in an uncomfortable position, Mariano’s hands are free as he doesn’t need them to hang on. He then reaches over and begins pealing Adrian’s fingers from the cage. Adrian then uses his other hand to attack Mariano with punches as he fights to keep his grip.

Back on top of the cage, Lauryn continues choking Genie as Eli slowly gets to his feet. He steps forward to help Genie but quickly stops as Genie raises her arm and points to the contract above the ladder. Finding himself in a tough spot, Eli takes a short moment to make a decision as Genie’s face begins turning blue. Pointing to the contract once more, Genie finally gets her point across as Eli turns to look up the ladder.

VASSA: “What are you doing Eli?! Save that ho!”

JOHNSON: “She’s sacrificing herself to give Eli a clean shot at the contract.”
Grabbing onto the ladder with both hands, Eli then takes his first step in his climb to the top. He then follows with another and another before Lauryn finally releases her hold around Genie’s throat. She then runs over to the ladder and begins climbing up the opposite side. Lying on her back, Genie looks up at the ceiling as the fresh air hits her lungs. Once at the top of the ladder, Eli reaches up to grab the contract, leaving mid midsection open for Lauryn to drive her fist directly into his injured ribs.

VASSA: “We need to get you some padding to wear Eli.”

JOHNSON: “It was Lauryn who broke his ribs in the first place at Ante Up.”

VASSA: “She didn’t do a very good job at putting him away then but here she is giving it another go.”
The two then lock up on the top of the ladder, struggling with one another as Lauryn slips in quick body punches to Eli’s ribs.

On the side of the cage, Adrian continues to punch Mariano over and over as he continues pealing his hand away from the cage. Hanging on by a single finger now, Adrian throws one last punch but Mariano locks onto his wrist with one hand. With his other hand tending to Adrian’s grip, Mariano finally peels his last finger from the cage. Dropping down a bit, Adrian comes to a short stopping pause before Mariano looks down with a smile on his face and says “problem?” Mariano then releases Adrian’s wrist and watches as he falls to the floor, growing smaller and smaller as he gets further and further away.

VASSA: “Da Troll Guy let him fall!”

JOHNSON: “There’s going to be some problems after this!”
Landing on his feet, Adrian falls backwards as his legs give out from under him, falling onto Stevens. Laid out across Stevens’ lifeless body, Adrian is in the position for a pin as the outside official races over for the count.

ONE

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TWO

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THREE!!!

JOHNSON: “He wins it again!”

VASSA: “Adrian has captured the XTV Championship for the second time tonight!”

JOHNSON: “Look up top!”
At the top of the ladder, Lauryn and Eli go back and forth, hitting each other with brain rattling punches. Both maintaining their footing, the continue to go back and forth, beating each other into a daze. Slowly climbing to her feet, Genie looks to the top of the cage as Eli and Lauryn continue beating the life out of one another. Swinging forward, Lauryn clocks Eli upside the head with a vicious right that whips his head to the side. She then follows up with a thunderous left to his ribs. Eli lunges over, holding his side with his arm. Lauryn then grabs him by the head with both hands and slams him face first onto the top step of the ladder. Wrapping his arms around the ladder, Eli holds onto it as Lauryn then looks above her head at the contract hanging above.

She then reaches up for it, coming within inches of grabbing it. Stretching her arm and legs, she raises up even higher but still manages to only come within inches. She then pulls her foot away from the step to climb even higher but just as she slightly moves upward, she quickly comes to a stop.

VASSA: “It’s Genie!”
Realizing she can’t climb up any further, Lauryn stretches one last time, this time just barely grazing the bottom of the contract with her fingertips. With Lauryn’s foot held between both hands, Genie then hops down from the ladder, pulling Lauryn down as well.

TTHHUUDD!!!

Lauryn’s chin slams against the top step of the ladder before going down to each step as Genie pulls her down.

THUD!!! THUD!!! THUD!!! THUD!!!

After slamming her head against four more steps, Lauryn then slides down the ladder as her body stretches across the top of the cage and head rests on the very bottom step. Reaching down and grabbing both of Lauryn’s arms, Genie then pulls her body up, raising her head inches above the bottom stop. She then places her foot on the back of Lauryn’s head before looking up and ladder and yelling to Eli. Slowly raises his head up, Eli looks down to Genie with Lauryn in position to end her night. Genie then yells to him once more “grab the contract baby!” As Eli poushes himself up and stands, Genie then kicks her foot down while releasing Lauryn’s arms and driving her face into the bottom step with a curb stomp.

VASSA: “HOLY HELL!!!”

JOHNSON: “The Stiletto Kiss!”

VASSA: “Oh you poor girl!”
Reaching up, Eli comes just short of reaching the contract dangling above his head. Genie then cheers for him from below with Lauryn unconscious at her feet. Taking a step up, Eli stretches as far as he can, clasping the contract between two fingers and ripping it from the hook holding it above the ladder.

JOHNSON: “He’s got it! He’s got the contract!”

JOHNSON: “Holy shit folks Eli will challenge Jair at Winter Wasteland!”
Pulling the contract against his body, Eli then tips over the side of the ladder, falling down to the top of the cage. Quickly racing over to Eli, Genie squats beside him and pulls his body up, holding him tightly against hers.

JOHNSON: “This has been one crazy match ladies and gentlemen but we’ve finally crowned a winner.”
“8-Ball” then hits the speakers as the entire arena erupts at the conclusion of the match.

VASSA: “There’s your number one contender ladies and gentlemen.”

JOHNSON: “In two months at Winter Wasteland Eli will step in the ring with Jair, who ended his previous challenger here tonight.”

VASSA: “We have a new XTV Champion too!”

JOHNSON: “After multiple exchanges, Adrian Tanner Jr. is the new XTV Champion, winning his first championship in 4CW.”

VASSA: “Just look at the wreckage left behind from all of this.”
Holding Eli tightly, Genie cares for him as the two look at the contract in his hands.

DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!

POWERS: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners… the new 4CW XTV Champion… ADRIAN TANNER JJUUNNIIOORR!!! And the number one contender for the 4CW Championship… ELIJAH CCAARRLLSSOONN!!!”
As Genie tends to Eli, the camera begins to circle the cage, surveying the damage left behind and the bodies scattered across the floor. The announcers booth is still a complete mess as JPD and Tara are still buried underneath the debris. Adrian remains leaning against Stevens who is still out cold. Up above on the side of the cage, Mariano hangs by his pants unable to break himself free.

JOHNSON: “Well that’s it folks! It’s been a wild ride but we’ve finally made it here to the end.”

VASSA: “Tonight has been full of twists and turns. We have a new Pride Champion. We have a new XTV Champion. We have a number one contender for the 4CW Championship. Hell, we even witnessed someone get burned alive!”

JOHNSON: “I have still yet to receive word on the status of Dakota after that tragic display we witnessed earlier.”

VASSA: “The Devil was sent back to hell from which he came. Cooked to a crisp!”

JOHNSON: “I want to believe you Vinny, but I just can’t wrap my mind around the idea of Dakota being taken out once and for all.”

VASSA: “I guess we’ll have to see what transpires on Adrenaline in two weeks.”

JOHNSON: “We’re once again traveling to uncharted territory folks. In two weeks Adrenaline will be live from Freedom Hall in Louisville, Kentucky.”

VASSA: “I can’t wait to see the madness that takes place after tonight’s events.”

JOHNSON: “It’s guaranteed to be one heck of a show, that’s for sure.”

VASSA: “The landscape changed a bit tonight. Now we get to sit back and see how that affects things moving forward. The pool is deep in 4CW!”

JOHNSON: “That’s all the time we have for tonight ladies and gents. Be sure to tune in for the fifty-fifth episode of Adrenaline as we will begin our journey to Winter Wasteland. I’m Steve Johnson…”

VASSA: “And I’m Vinny Vassa! Happy Halloween folks!”
The camera then cuts back to the top of the cage where Lauryn is laid out completely face down against the bottom step of the ladder. Genie assists Eli as he slowly climbs to his feet with the contract tightly in his grip. Once standing, he and Genie stand in the center of it all, looking over the New Orleans crowd as picture slowly begins to face into darkness.