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A strange promo appear in Outbreak, but we have no idea what it's about!
Chad Jamison announced the Division Dogfight between the Inferno, Octane and Shockwave divisions for Behind Enemy Lines, the winner taking a shot at their respective division's championship as their reward!
Code won the Captaincy for Team Shockwave in a Tag Team match that went anything but smoothly!
Clay Forte joined Team Inferno!
Michael Miracle pleaded his case to join the team too!
William Haze got the shots in on Nick Malone as pen was put to paper to secure the World Championship match at Behind Enemy Lines!
James Mitchell Cornett and Sam Horrey fought to a no-contest, but something far more sinister was at work during the match, prompting Sam's closest friends to jump in and help!
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Kicking off the Festivities
Before going on the air to start the official Boiling Point broadcast, the FTW fans are treated with a 1-hour pre-show to entice any and all viewers to buy the pay-per-view event. To open up the pre-show festivities is none other than FTW Correspondent, Mikey Chang!
Dressed in a Hawaiian-like shirt, Mikey is definitely in a Boiling Point mood, playing up the summer theme of the Midsummer Classic. He's got a big smile on his face ready to greet the fans.
Chang: Ladies and gentlemen, it's my honor and privilege to welcome you to the Boiling Point pre-show!
A bead of sweat drips down his brow.
Chang: I know last time at the Hall of Fame ceremony didn't exactly go great for me, but I've taken my anti-anxiety medication and I'm ready to do this!
In the background, we here a faint yet familiar voice.
Sanchez: You're doing great, Mikey! Keep going!
Mikey looks off camera to acknowledge her.
Chang: Thanks, Desiree!
His eyes widen realizing he shouldn't have done that. He does his best to prevent a bumbling, awkward fit.
Chang: I'm doing my best to stay composed, but it's kinda difficult considering how huge this card is! Behind Divine Destiny, Boiling Point is known as the runner-up for the biggest show of the year!
A sound byte of raucous applause begins to play which gets a cheesy smile out of Mikey.
Chang: With the heat of so many rivalries building up for weeks and months, it finally reaches it's Boiling Point for this huge event, known as FTW's Midsummer Classic!
Looking off camera, Mikey acknowledges a producer and it looks like they're ready for something.
Chang: And now, keeping with the tradition of musical performances, I'd like to honor this great occasion with a special rendition of "Hot, Hot Hot" with some special friends of mine! Hope you enjoy.
Mikey starts walking towards away from the current scene with microphone still in hand. He eventually reaches a prepared set where a monitor is there. He sets the microphone onto a stand and pulls up a guitar already waiting for him. It doesn't take long thereafter for them to get started.
In the midst of the performance, we see Janelle Skye and Desiree Sanchez dancing into the scene wearing beautiful sundresses and leis. Mikey continues to perform with the puppets as back-up, complete in the zone, of course. At the conclusion of the performance, Mikey is feeling great as he sends us off.
Chang: Now, be sure to enjoy some of the great preliminary card matches we have in store for you, for this great pre-show!
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Match 1: Singles Contest Preliminary Match Jazz vs. Ryan Corey
Ryan Corey otherwise known as NRC certainly got quite a nice pop for being a well known name against the fans and he gave these fans a showing as he did all sorts of suplexes. Once he did one, he did another... that was a different one. Of course, he did mix it up with little things like uppercuts and wristlocks and some chops in there, but it was all about the suplexes. Jazz got a couple punches and some low kicks... but that was about it as Ryan Correy looked unaffected by them. The final straw saw Ryan executing the Kata Hajime Suplex for the finish for the one... two... and three!
Winner Ryan Corey
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Match 2: Singles Contest Preliminary Match Percy C. Strong vs. Damon Synn
It was a bit scary to watch Damon Synn in action as he certainly showcased his sadistic side as he just absolutely dominated Percy C. Strong to the point where it was almost ridiculous. As Percy would try getting up, BAM, boots and kicks and stomp. Once you thought he was done, you realized he wasn't as he wanted to deliver some more punishment with a brutal looking spinebuster, a bear hug and then a hangman slam. The best Percy got was him jumping off the rope looking to use his... in-between, but that was finito as Damon Synn caught him, moved him around in position and executed the 'Deadly Synn' (Jumping Tombstone Piledriver for the one, two, and three!
Winner Damon Synn
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Putting You on Notice
The scene goes backstage where Janelle Skye stands with a victorious Ryan Corey. He is wearing his newly-minted FTW/NRC shirt (available at an FTW live event near you!).
Skye: "Ryan, congratulations on your victory tonight. Any thoughts?"
NRC: "None really. I told Jazz leading up to this match that I was going to beat him, and I walked out there tonight and did just that."
Skye: "What comes now for the Nightbringer?"
NRC: "I would suppose that's up to the match makers, but I want to take this moment to put William Haze and Gabriella on notice. Gabby, William, it doesn't matter to me which one of you walks out of here tonight with the FTW World Championship. Because I am coming for it, and the winner is going to have to face me in that ring out there with the title on the line. But rest assured, I will be watching tonight, and I will be taking notes. I have shown the world for sixteen years that I am the best-prepared wrestler on the planet, and I will not change that now."
Skye: "Are you issuing a challenge to the winner?"
NRC: "Officially, no. But they're both smart people. They know that somewhere down the line, the FTW World Champion is going to have to stand across the ring from me. When that time comes, the champion will know beyond a shadow of a doubt that when we lock horns with that belt up for grabs, that I am exactly what I say I am. No smoke, no mirrors, no tricks. I am the finest pure professional wrestler on the face of God's green earth, and I WILL be the FTW World Champion."
Skye: "Strong words from a strong-willed man. Back to the action!"
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Match 3: Singles Contest Preliminary Match JM Hardy vs. Eric Hancock
Eric Hancock was certainly the most stiff guy out of all guys on the preliminary card thus far as he applied what he had learned from MMA into his wrestling. He showed confidence as he executed moves such as a snap powerbomb, stalling brainbuster, and an elevated spike DDT. JM Hardy was out of it for majority of the match as Eric just awaited him to get up. JM would duck an upcoming clothesline, but Eric Hancock got him good right after with a huge roundhouse head kick. Right after that, he applied the Detonator (D'arce Choke) and JM Hardy furiously tapped out almost straight away and continued to do so until he couldn't move his arm anymore as Eric let go out of the choke not long after as he celebrated his win.
Winner Eric Hancock
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Match 4: Singles Contest Preliminary Match Ace Centric vs. Dan Hayter
Ace Centric certainly tried his best to impress as he did so in the beginning by just running and flying all over the place with moves such as arm drags, hurricanaras and a crossbody or two. He sticked to the basics as he also tried some kicks to Dan Hayter's stomach and such. Dan Hayter would stop Ace's momentum by grabbing his leg and doing a short arm clothesline from there. From there, he delivered a huge DDT that took Ace out of comission for a bit for Hayter to execute various suplexes and a nice looking handspring back elbow. He delivered a couple basic elbow strikes after since it was a trademark of his. He tried the dragon suplex finisher only for Ace to power of it and try his speed once again. He had a nice variety with his kicks as he got the not quite filled up arena crowd to cheer him a bit. However, Hayter would catch Ace as he jumped off the rope and delivered the Director's Cut (brainbuster) for the one, two, and three.
Winner Dan Hayter
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Just Moments Away...
We see FTW Correspondent, Desiree Sanchez, walking through the backstage area as the staff is scrambling all over the place for last minutes preparations for the show. There's all kinds of commotion in the background, but Ms. Sanchez has a smile on her face as all eyes are on her.
Sanchez: Well, if the pre-show was any indication, the main card for Boiling Point is set to be a true spectacle!
She continues to walk along as the camera follows.
Sanchez: Management and staff sure has put a lot of time and effort into making this event very special. After Divine Destiny, this is considered to be FTW's biggest pay-per-view offering, and I can already tell by the atmosphere that it sure has that "big" feel to it!
A genuine smile from the lovely Latina.
Sanchez: So, if you haven't made up your mind already folks, I'm going to send it over to the boys at ringside who are going to run down the card for us.
She stops walking to look into the camera sternly.
Sanchez: And Vic, nothing perverted, please! It's all yours, Charlie...
The scene quickly transitions over to the commentary table with Vic looking surprised to all heck.
Vaughn: Me, perverted? Campbell: Are you really gonna play dumb? Vaughn: Geez. All I was gonna ask Desiree is she likes a big feel? Campbell: Oh, brother. Anyways, thank you Desiree! Our correspondents have been doing a phenomenal job backstage and as Desiree said, everyone in the company certainly got involved to make Boiling Point an event we won't soon forget. Vaughn: Luckily, I ain't drinking tonight, otherwise, I probably would forget! But God knows I'd have a damn good time not remembering! Campbell: The Midsummer Classic is known to be a straightforward card built on great rivalries between passionate superstars. Vaughn: It's true. You can tell by the card that there aren't very many stipulation matches. It fits with the theme of the pay-per-view where these stars are simply letting their feuds and their skills do the talking.
Charlie begins to nod in agreement with his partner "Slick".
Campbell: In our opening contest, we feature the Octane Division with two of its brightest stars kicking off the show in what should be an exciting match where Crow's hardcore style meets Eden Black's street fighting prowess. Vaughn: Either of these stars could potentially move out of the Octane Division onto bigger and better things with a victory in the match for sure. Campbell: After that, in an interesting move, we have the Shockwave Championship match where Harmony will her title against Pandora and Vespertine. Vaughn: Y'know, I think this was a good move by GM Jamison. He's out to show that the Shockwave division is the real deal. It doesn't matter where it's featured on the card, it can damn well steal the show. Campbell: He certainly has a lot of faith in the division and I can't say that it's ill-placed. Those Shockwave Stunners are gonna put on a great show. Vaughn: And considering all the bad blood in the match, it's going to be a might special match. But speaking of bad blood, we have a nice side attraction that featured the bad blood between the two big factions in F-T-Dub right now. Campbell: That's right. Luke Force representing The Firm and the Inferno division will go up against Code who'll be representing the Saints of Destiny and the Shockwave division. Vaughn: And if that wasn't enough, the winner walks out with a title shot!
You can see the excitement in Vic's face as the dynamic duo continue to hype the card.
Campbell: Then we see the match featuring Taggart Tagatito's first title defense of his newly won Ocane Championship. He takes on top contenders, Peisinoe and Nathan Black. Vaughn: The moment he left the Saints, I was kinda iffy about Taggart, but he's proven that he's better now than he's ever been. Campbell: But he's also gotta fend off two very hungry challengers in such an ultra-competitive division. Vaughn: After that, we've got possibly one of the most drama-filled matches of the night. Campbell: Oh, without a doubt. While the IVS Showcase might be a side attraction, the Tag Team Championship where Malone and Enigma defend their titles against Horrey and Matthews, is the real deal! No pun intended. Vaughn: Matthews has been at war with the Nick Malone and the Saints for months now and the score finally gets settled now that Matthews has a formidable partner in "The Ronin". Campbell: And it's the reunion of Cheap Heat, which is a pretty big deal! Vaughn: An even bigger deal is perhaps the fact that Nick Malone actually has a REAL tag partner now!
With Vic being obviously partial to the Saints and Charlie being anti-SOD, the pair know better than to tread on dangerous grounds and quickly shift gears.
Campbell: One of the most intriguing matches we've seen in quite some time happens in the Inferno Championship match when Lynch defends against James Magnum. Vaughn: This is a pretty big deal right here. Lynch is just one title defense away from clinching a shot at the World Title, but standing in his way is a man who's already been there plenty of times before. Campbell: James Magnum has been a perennial World Title contender and he looks to stop Lynch's momentum. Whoever wins this match walks out with a ton of momentum behind them in this undoubted clash of titans. Vaughn: And of course, it doesn't get much better than our main event for the evening! Campbell: Oh no, it doesn't! Ever since King of the Jungle, we've been waiting for a definitive end to the saga between William Haze and Gabriella and tonight we get it. Vaughn: FTW's First Lady has been an amazing representative of the company as champ, but "The Righteous One" has been nipping at her heels throughout her title reign. Campbell: There's been too many controversial calls between these two top stars and a lot of intertwining dynamics that make this match, very special. Vaughn: And let's not forget that this is for the richest prize in the game, Campbell! Campbell: That's just icing on the cake of a feud that's already extremely intriguing. Vaughn: Man, I'm freaking PSYCHED!!!
It's plain to see the "Slick" is just about ready to explode from the anticipation.
Campbell: Wow. You just might reach your own Boiling Point, right here Vic. Vaughn: Damn skippy! I've been waiting for this show for weeks now damn it, and it's finally here! Campbell: Well, you know what's slated for tonight folks. That just about wraps it up here for the pre-show. Be sure to join us in just a few moments for this unparalleled summer extravaganza!!!
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FTW Presents...BOILING POINT! LIVE From American Airlines Arena in Miami Florida Wednesday, July 28th, 2010
The Midsummer Classic
At the beginning of the broadcast, the arena is enveloped in darkness. It's the usual start of a pay-per-view event in Full Throttle Wrestling, but this is no ordinary event. You can tell by the tangible buzz in the air as the Miami fans are absolutely pumped to get this show started. Once they see the image of the very establishment which they are in, they begin to roar...
This summer has highlighted the city of Miami more significantly as compared to years past. All eyes have been on the 305 for the arrival of perhaps the greatest combination in sports history.
Many are saying that Miami could very well be the new, premiere city of champions. We agree, but not for the reasons that you might be thinking.
The stars of Full Throttle Wrestling are set to make their mark on The Magic City. Stellar warriors who've proven their worth as champions are ready to cement their legacies.
But just as champions must work hard to earn their position, they must work even harder to maintain it. Challenges always seem to present themselves at every corner.
For the past few months, rivalries that started out as little sparks, have been starting to build momentum. And just like the sun that shines so brightly over this great city, it's been getting hot.
So hot, that you might say the stars of FTW might be reaching their boiling point...
And tonight, the great fans of the MIA get to see what's known s one of the biggest events of the year. FTW's own Midsummer Classic!
Suddenly, bright lights shine on the stage area of the American Airlines Arena grabbing the attention of the crowd. The fans are caught completely off guard as none other than T-Pain walks out to perform his hit anthem and the official theme song for Boiling Point, "Take Your Shirt Off"! The fans are going completely bonkers for the unexpected live performance. They're on their feet and singing along to the song as T-Pain hypes up the crowd big time along with his entourage.
During the performance, FTW Correspondents Desiree Sanchez and Janelle Skye come out looking sexy as ever, giving a treat to all the male fans with their sultry dance moves. Some fans nearby start encouraging the girls to obey the song's commands and look just about ready to take their shirts off, until Mikey Chang comes out as well and takes his shirt off instead!
The fans begin to cheer loudly as Mikey goes buck wild to the music and everybody's already having fun for the biggest party of the summer! Eventually, the song comes to an end and the fans offer a standing ovation as we move to ringside where the best announce team in the business welcome us to the show!
Campbell: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the biggest show of the summer! Emanating from the American Airlines Arena in Miami Florida, live on pay-per-view, THIS IS BOILING POINT! Vaughn: I don't care if I can probably sing better than T-Pain, I damn near took my shirt off myself! Campbell: Thank goodness you didn't. Amazing what autotune can do though, hm? Vaughn: Screw you, Campbell. Your mother likes it when I take my shirt off. Campbell: Really? "Your mother" jokes? Vaughn: As a matter of fact, I'm going to autotone your mother's screams of ecstasy from when I was boinking her. Campbell: You seriously lost whatever credibility you had left after saying the word "boinking". But how about Mikey Chang breaking it down, huh? Vaughn: Yeah, he stopped Desiree and Janelle from showing their goods! I oughta kick that chink's ass! Campbell: I don't think racial slurs are appropriate, Vic. Vaughn: You think I give a shit about appropriate? This is pay-per-view, bitch! Campbell: Um...let's kick off the show before we offend any more viewers, please!
In The Arena
Ginsley: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for our opening contest of the evening for BOILING POINT! The following singles match is scheduled for one fall and is an Octane Showcase!
"Dirt Off Your Shoulder" by Jay-Z plays over the arena sound system as Eden Black emerges atop the stage area. She walks to the ring, bumping along to the musical stylings of the Jiggaman. She looks relaxed and loose before the start of the match and enters the ring with little pomp and circumstance. She looks ready for the match as she waits for her opponent while getting herself focused.
Ginsley: "Hailing from Toronto, Ontario weighing in at 135 pounds she is Eden Black!"
Campbell: Now, this young lady is certainly coming into Full Throttle Wrestling with high hopes from management. Vaughn: It's no secret that this Eden just so happens to be Brendan Black's sister, so she's probably sitting in a pretty big shadow. Campbell: Either way, she's looking to make a name for herself in the planet's premiere wrestling organization and she certainly has that potential. Vaughn: And if worse comes to worse, Vespertine isn't the only Asian woman I have to fantasize about, now.
The lights in the arena dim as "March Of The Fire Ants" by Mastodon begins to play throughout the arena. The arena erupts with boos as Crow and Ashley make their way out from the back to the ramp. Crow stops at the top of the ramp and looks into the crowd with digust as Ashley lights up a cigarette and blows the smoke into a crowd of people. Crow slowly makes his way down to the ring with Ashley following. Crow rolls himself in when he reaches the apron with Ashley following. Standing up Crow walks over to a ring post and sits on top of it with Ashley leaning up against Crow’s body between his legs.
Ginsley: Making his way from Omaha, Nebraska…..Standing 6’2 and weighing in at 240 pounds. The Suicidal, the Homicidal, the Genocidal Maniac! The Angel Of Death.......Crow!
Vaughn: Geez, if it wasn't evident as to how different these two competitors are, I think their entrance music tells the story. Campbell: I think that's the beauty of the Octane division. It's the proving grounds where so many different styles can clash. Vaughn: And after seeing some success, either Black or Crow has the chance to test their styles against similar-minded folks. Campbell: And I'm sure Crow would like to get another crack at the Octane Championship or potentially move his way into the Inferno division with a big win here.
Match 1: Singles Contest Octane Showcase Eden Black vs. Crow
After the opening bell had sounded, the crowd inside the American Airlines Arena had reached a fever pitch for the opening contest. For Eden Black, this was especially important for her to cement her status inside the Octane Division. Jimmy Schultz checked Crow to make sure he had nothing illegal at his disposal as Eden Black stayed focused on her opponent. The unpredictable Crow slowly sauntered towards the middle of the ring, towards Eden as Eden looked up at her imposing opponent with no fear in her eyes. The two couldn’t care about how the fans responded but to them, this was an important match that would drive home the point of their desire to hold that Octane Title and for Crow, he needed this win in the worst way.
Campbell: For the first match on tonight’s epic card, this should be quite the competitive contest Vic. Vaughn: I don’t know much about this Eden Black but if she delivers anything as close to as she’s being advertised, she’ll do extremely well in my dreams but also here in FTW. Campbell: Get your mind out of the gutter, we’ve got an Octane Showcase match to focus on to open up Boiling Point here from Miami, Florida.
Eden attempted one sharp clinch kick to the side of Crow’s right leg but Crow managed to catch her attempt. He then grabbed a hold of Black by her throat while still holding onto the leg and lifted her up into the air. Eden managed to shake her leg free and wrap them around the head of Crow as she tilted her body for a Headscissors takedown. Crow took the brunt of the roll and managed to get himself back up rather quickly. Crow then charged at Eden and attempted a clothesline but she ducked. Eden then bounced off the ropes and leaped into the air back at Crow and nailed him with an Explosive Dropkick, right to the chest. Crow fell onto his back as Eden attempted to go for the first cover of the match as Jimmy Schultz made the count for the 1......but Crow was able to quickly kick out. Eden then followed up her offensive assault with a sharp Buzzsaw Kick right to the back of Crow’s neck which kept the larger man in this contest still for just a moment to where Eden could nail a rolling Neckbreaker. She quickly tried to go for another cover over Crow with Jimmy Schultz hustling towards the center of the ring to make the count at 1.......2....but Crow kicked out.
Campbell: That Eden Black is like a small little bundle of fireworks. Vaughn: I’d love to be the one with the match to light it off. It is summer time after all. Campbell: I see you got some chips and a hotdog. Don’t eat by the microphone please. Vaughn: These aren’t just regular hot dogs but Cuban. Campbell: You sure those aren’t Puerto Rican’s? Vaughn: Don’t get me flustered. Focus on the damn match.
Crow held the back his neck as he had to hold onto the ropes to stand on his feet and he quickly turned around to find Eden Black go for a Sliding Knee strike but Crow moved out of the way. Crow then stomped right down onto Eden’s face, temporarily knocking her out as Crow tried to catch his wind. Crow then lifted Eden up onto her feet as Crow threw in a knee smash into the midsection of Ms. Black. Crow then latched Eden into a Russian Legsweep. Crow then got up onto the bottom rope and leaped off, dropping the first right across her forehead. Crow then went for a cover with Jimmy Schultz making the count for the 1.....2....but Eden finds a way to kick out. Crow wants Jimmy Schultz to count faster as he tugs at Eden Black’s hair. Eden is trying to hold onto Jimmy Schultz shirt to try and help her get back up to her feet. With the referee distracted, Eden lays in a wall placed low-blow to the groin of Crow in a mule kick.
Vaughn: Looks like she’s been reading from the good book on how to win a match. Campbell: Here I thought we were gonna get a clean match without any rule breaking for Boiling Point in this first contest. Vaughn: That’s what you get when you put two heels inside the ring with the desire to win is so strong that they’ll do just about anything to win.
With Crow temporarily immobilized, holding his groin Eden though it was as good of a time as ever to knock Crow off his feet again. Eden then charged against the ropes. hoping to go for a strong style Yakuza kick to the face of Crow but Crow backed out of the way, side-stepping Eden and gave her a finger-poke to the eyes. Crow then shook the weakness out of his groin area and grabbed a hold of Eden in position for a Powerbomb. Crow quickly lifted the lighter Asian up into the air and ran towards the turnbuckles before trying to let go for a Powerbomb Onto a Turnbuckle. Eden however, had different plans. Eden managed to hit a Hurricanrana as Crow hit his head against the second turnbuckle pad. Crow was knocked loopy for a few moments as Crow tried to stand stable on his own two feet without falling to the ground. Crow slowly turned around, right into a Spinning Backfist, which knocked him down onto his back and almost out. Eden then quickly made the cover with Jimmy Schultz making the count by the ropes for the 1.......2..........but before the count of three could be made, Jimmy noticed Crow’s foot onto the bottom rope to break the count, much to Ms. Black’s dismay.
Campbell: You can’t lose your focus in a match as important as this. Vaughn: She had the pinfall but Crow was wise enough to catch the mistake.
Eden then managed to get up and wanted to end this match as she tried to apply a Rear Naked Choke on the back of Crow but Crow flipped her off of his back and tried to go for a Chair while Eden was down. Crow had a hold of the chair in his hands as Jimmy Schultz instructed Crow that if he uses that chair, he will be disqualified. Eden Black then sprung up to her feet and quickly ran towards Crow with a sliding dropkick right to the leg of Crow as Crow dropped the chair and fell face first onto the chair. Eden Black then locked in a Kimura, forcing Crow to tap out.
Winner Eden Black
Post Match Segment
Campbell: Now that was an impressive victory for Eden Black, her vicious Kimura really got a hold of Crow and took him out at the wing. Vaughn: He should have been more careful but Eden proved herself big time to start off Boiling Point. Campbell: I just hope that when it comes down to it, Lynch can earn himself a shot at the belt after he beats Magnum tonight. Vaughn: I swear if Hall and Nash win the tag belts tonight, there will be a riot here in the American Airlines Arena. Campbell: You and what Army? Vaughn: The Saints of Destiny!
Eden had her hand raised in victory, standing next to Jimmy Schultz as she walked off confidently as Crow tried to hold his arm together.
Campbell: Again, an impressive victory from Eden Black. The young lady certainly has a bright future here in the company. Vaughn: Oh, without a doubt. And it can certainly get brighter if she hooks up with "Slick" Vic Vaughn, baby! Campbell: Dude, you have no stroke whatsoever. But speaking of stroke, looks like our backstage cameras are catching up with a person who's an expert of it's verb form.
Sensual Seduction
The show then fades to the ever sexual Jamilyn Marina Cornett as she is walking down the hallway. Her short pinstripe skirt barely covers what's trying to peek out and her low cut blouse is clearly showing off the key assets. Her stiletto heels stop clicking as she reaches the door she intended for. She knocks on the door three times and waits. The door opens and Chad Jamison, the General Manager of Outbreak, is seen behind the door, sitting at his desk.
Jamison: Yes. Ms. Cornett...what can I do you for?
Cornett: Oh c'mon, you know you can call me Jamilyn, Chadwick. I can call you Chadwick, can't I? Or do you prefer, Mr. Jamison?
She flutters her eyes and smiles innocently as she slides onto the top of his desk, giving him a better look at her luscious thighs. CJ leans back in his chair with his hands folded and inhales her intoxicating aroma.
Jamison: I'd like to say that you can call me anything you want, but not many people call me Chadwick anymore. But Chad is fine.
He does his best to remain professional, but the enticement of flirtation was certainly strong. Jamilyn continued to sit there, looking quite delicious.
Cornett: Well Chad...I actually came to talk to you about my current standing in FTW.
Jamison: I'm listening...
Cornett: I realize that I made a MAJOR mistake when I asked for a wrestling contract. I am far from ready to get in the ring.
The Outbreak GM seems a bit taken aback by the declaration.
Jamison: Well at least you were willing to try. What seems to be the problem?
Cornett: With all my stresses as of late...
You can see a bit of distress in Jamilyn's eyes and Chad is quick to finish the thought for her.
Jamison: I get it. You want to go back to being a manager.
She smiles in response, delighted to know that CJ knows exactly where she's coming from.
Cornett: Will that be a problem?
Still leaned back in his chair, Chad begins to rock back and forth a bit, thinking about it..
Jamison: I don't know. You seemed to put so much work into getting the job in the first place...and for getting Vespertine out of suspension.
Just the mention of her former flame quickly turns Jamilyn's demeanor sour.
Cornett: Please...don't mention her name right now.
Jamison: Fair enough. But if I'm going to reduce your standing, what do I get out of it?
Jamilyn smirks as she starts playing with her teased hair.
Cornett: Are you trying to tell me something, Mr. Jamison? I mean...Chad.
Turning her body around around to face Chad she sits there with her legs crossed much closer to the Outbreak GM.
Jamison: Maybe. Maybe not.
He smirks to complement the cryptic response. She responds by gently grabbing hold of his tie and softly pulling his face towards her. She whispers into his ear.
Cornett: Do you, um, have an idea for me?
Jamison: Let's cut to the chase. I'm gonna need the full service treatment...not just a teaser.
Cornett: And this is a problem how? I've taken oral dictation for you before, what's wrong with sharpening your pencil on top of that?
She grins from ear-to-ear, seemingly having the top FTW executive wrapped around her little finger.
Jamison: Well, consider yourself taken off the active roster, then.
Cornett: Ah, wonderful. I suppose we can get to me returning the favor now, hm?
With both of their faces just mere inches away from each other, the sexual tension is most definitely tangible.
Jamison: I'll have to take a raincheck, love.
A bit surprised, Jamilyn lowers her brows.
Cornett: And why is that?
Jamison: Unfortunately, I don't get down with talent like that. A man of my stature has to know when to separate business and pleasure. But I can appreciate what lengths you're willing to go to in order to get what you want...
It's a sincere statement from CJ, who's definitely intrigued, but Jamilyn pouts at the missed opportunity.
Cornett: Well, I was hoping to find out what lengths you could achieve too...
She smirks playfully and releases her grip on Jamison's tie as she lifts up one of her legs to uncross them. CJ's eyes widen in response to the view that he's treated to see.
Cornett: I suppose, there's always another time.
Jamison: I guess we'll have to wait and see, hm?
Wasting no more time, Jamilyn slides off the desk. But before she walks away she stands next to CJ while he's still standing and decided to whisper one last thing into his ear.
Cornett: The longer the wait, the sweeter the taste...
With that, Jamilyn walks struts out of the room in those stilettos commanding CJ's attention with every little step until she disappears, shutting the door behind her.
Vaughn: If only, I could get that sort of attention! Seems like I'm the only one in FTW who doesn't seem to get any action. Besides you, of course. Campbell: Well, if you could get action from anyone, I'd expect it to be Ms. Cornett. Vaughn: You're probably right about that one. Campbell: Anyway, up next just so happens to be the championship match for the division that Ms. Cornett was previously involved in. Vaughn: Kind of early in the night for that, no? Campbell: I think it was a conscious decision made by GM Jamison to make sure the Shockwave Division grabs the attention of the audience early and to make a good impression.
In The Arena
Ginsley: The following triangle contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested for the FTW Shockwave Championship!
"Pretty Messed Up" by Daisy begins to play as the fans get on their feet anticipating the arrival of none other than Pandora. "The Living Dead Girl" wastes no time in getting down to the ring and looks pretty excited to finally get her hands on Vespertine and challenge for the Shockwave Championship yet again.
Ginsley: Standing at 5'4" and weighing in at 145 lbs. Hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, she is "The Living Dead Girl" Pandora!
Campbell: We haven't seen Pandora compete in quite a few weeks, but I'm sure ring rust won't be a factor. Vaughn: No doubt about it. Especially taking into consideration the fact that Vespertine turned on her and how Harmony's been attacking her. Campbell: Pandora is definitely emotionally invested into this match and is sure to let her skills do the talking.
"Cause I Can" by Pink plays over the arena sound system as Ms. Asian Invasion herself comes out to the ring to a mixed reaction from the Miami crowd. She has her eyes fixated on Pandora in the middle of the ring and looks ready to do damage as she enters the ring.
Ginsley: Standing at 5'5" and weighing in at 115 lbs. Hailing from San Francisco, California, I give you VESPERTINE!!!
Vaughn: No secret that this chick is on thin ice. Campbell: Given her erratic behavior ever since coming to FTW, is it any surprise? Vaughn: Not really. But she has a helluva opportunity waiting in front of her right now. Let's see if she can capitalize. Campbell: If not, it could very well be her last chance her in the company. She's certainly pissed off a lot of people, especially the other ladies involved in this match.
The crowd leaps up to their feet as the music begins to rip through the arena speakers and Harmony trots out from behind the curtain, hyped up as much as her fans are. She takes centre stage as the pryos rain down behind her, jumping up and down with great energy before striding down the ramp, slapping hands with fans then sliding into the ring and popping up to her feet. She climbs the turnbuckle and blows a kiss out to the fans before leaping off and keeping loose in the ring, awaiting her opponent.
Ginsley: Standing at 5' 10" and hailing from London, England, this is Harmony!!
Campbell: And here comes the proud champion, "The British Vixen" herself. Vaughn: She certainly lives up to her moniker doesn't she? Quite the vixen mixing it up with Nick Malone and such. Campbell: I'm not quite sure what's going on there, but something seems fishy. Vaughn: Just might be Harmony's vagina! Either way, I hope she can stay focused on this match considering her erratic personal life.
The referee takes the title belt from Harmony and shows it to Pandora and Vespertine before handing it over to the ring assistant as the bell rings, the match beginning with a tense stand off as Pandora and Vespertine seem poised to attack Harmony, but the brunette gets the first shot in, jumping at Vespertine and catch her with a stiff right hand before Pandora goes to jump her but the brunette only to get an elbow to the jaw for her troubles. Harmony turns to attack Pandora, but Vespertine jumps her from behind and the pair finally play the numbers game, backing Harmony into the corner and laying into her with hard stomps, working together until Vespertine finally decides she wants control and she shoves Pandora out of the way before going to pull Harmony up, but she’s stopped by Pandora returning the shove herself. The two stunners go push for push back and forth, but don’t notice Harmony getting to her feet and she charges out of the corner, taking both Pandora and Vespertine down with a double clothesline! The brunette stands poised as her opponents try to get to their feet, Vespertine getting there first and receiving a hard roundhouse kick to the temple for her troubles, knocking her silly and Harmony making a cover …
1 … 2 … Pandora breaks up the pinfall!
The blonde drags Harmony off of Vespertine by the ankle and quickly stamps down on her back before she grabs her by the hair and drags her over to a turnbuckle, slamming her face first into the pad! Harmony turns around and Pandora lays into her with a stiff elbow before putting her foot against Harmony’s throat to choke her, not complying with Benitez’s orders until the count of four.
Campbell: We knew the number’s game would play a part in this match and it looks like it’s helped give Pandora the advantage. Vaughn: Vespertine hit the floor like a tonne of bricks after that kick, her brains have to be scrambled. Campbell: Harmony hit her hard with that kick and she hasn’t moved since. Vaughn: For the angle her leg was, I could have seen the holy grail had her shorts moved.
With Harmony slumped, Pandora pulls her out of the corner and goes to whip her across the ring, but the brunette manages to reverse it, sending Pandora sailing into the ropes and rebounding back into a tilt-a-whirl, only for Pandora to follow straight through and land the other side on her feet then hit Harmony with a kick to the gut and a quick snap DDT before making a cover …
1 … 2 … Harmony kicks out!
The champion rolls onto her stomach out of instinct and Pandora uses it to her advantage, setting her up into a Crossbow submission! Harmony cries out in pain as Benitez asks if she wants to give up and she screams out defiantly while Pandora pulls back on the move tighter, continuing to wrench away at Harmony for a good few minutes before she releases the hold and drops her to the mat. Pandora backs away as Harmony uses the ropes to help pull herself up, the blonde waiting for her to reach her feet before she charges to attack, but Harmony pulls the top rope down, sending Pandora sailing to the outside!
Benitez begins a ten count as Pandora gathers herself on the outside, standing up and turning around straight into a suicide dive from Harmony coming through the ropes! Harmony rolls off of Pandora and pulls her up then throws her under the bottom rope and hops on the apron, waiting for Pandora to get to her feet before she takes her down again hard with a springboard hurricanrana, sending Pandora sprawling across the mat!
Campbell: That is the sort of move the Shockwave Division is famous for! Vaughn: Considering she’s so tall, it’s impressive that Harmony is so agile. Campbell: At five feet ten inches, she’s definitely one of our taller Stunners. Vaughn: And what a stunner she is!
Harmony quickly makes it to her feet and pulls up a dazed Pandora before she whips her into the corner, backing away and flying with a back handspring elbow, but Pandora gets both feet up and kicks her hard in the back before she can connect, sending the brunette forwards onto her knees. Pandora swiftly charges at the ropes to the side and goes for a Shining Wizard, but she’s stopped mid run by a recovered Vespertine tackling her down to the mat!
Vespertine stands up and dusts off her hands at her handiwork, but as she turns around to attack Harmony, she’s met with a kick to the gut from the brunette, who swiftly drops her with a hard Desecrator then pushes her lifeless body out of the ring under the bottom rope, yelling “stay the hell out of my ring” after her.
Campbell: Vespertine has barely gotten into this match and considering the two hard shots she’s taken from Harmony, it’ll be a miracle if she can remember her own name. Vaughn: Harmony just made her her bitch. Campbell: I’m not touching that comment with a barge pole. Vaughn: Dude, that’s gross.
Harmony turns around right into a kick to the midsection from Pandora, who pulls her away from the ropes before planting her with a double arm DDT! Pandora rolls her over and makes the cover …
1 … 2 … Harmony kicks out!
Pandora pulls Harmony up and whips her into the ropes, the brunette ducking under the clothesline attempt and hitting the ropes again, catching her on the rebound in an octopus submission! Pandora tries to make her way to the ropes as Harmony rips away at her arms, being forced to stop as the blonde finally reaches the ropes and Benitez demands the break. Harmony backs away, waiting for Pandora to turn around before she catches her with a kick to the gut and plants her face first with the Angel’s Wings! Harmony rolls her over and hooks the leg …
1 … 2 … Pandora kicks out!
Harmony pulls Pandora up and goes to whip her into the ropes, but Pandora reverses it, sending Harmony into the ropes and the brunette ducks under a clothesline attempt on the rebound only to be caught with a dropkick from a revived Vespertine! Vespertine scrambles up and hits Pandora with a spinning backfist, knocking her down before she scrambles over for a cover …
1 … 2 … Harmony pulls her off!
The two stunners go nose to nose in the ring, the tension being eaten up by the crowd until Vespertine is suddenly spun around by Pandora, who kicks her in the gut and drops her with a legsweep DDT! She looks at Harmony then smirks before pointing to Vespertine and rolling her over on the mat as Harmony starts to climb the turnbuckle. The crowd is almost silent in anticipation of what’s about to happen until Harmony flies off the top rope with a Divine Intervention 450 splash! Pandora applauds the efforts as Harmony lands on her, but the brunette hooks the leg …
1 … Pandora breaks it up!
Campbell: Thanks for coming Vespertine. Vaughn: Yeah we’ll send you a get well card, not. Campbell: Now we’ll see the match we should have been seeing all along. Vaughn: Hottie vs. Hottie, love it.
Pandora grabs Harmony by the hair and pulls her up, slamming her face off of the turnbuckle before going to whip her across the ring, but Harmony reverses it, sending Pandora crashing into the turnbuckle and stepping out straight into a belly to belly suplex from Harmony! With Pandora laid out on the mat, Harmony heads up to the top rope and goes for a Shooting Star Press but Pandora rolls out of the way and Harmony crashes into the mat! Pandora quickly leaps on her to make a cover …
1 … 2 … Harmony kicks out!
With Harmony down on the mat, Pandora quickly grabs her leg and wraps the brunette up in a figure four leg lock! Benitez positions himself and asks Harmony if she wants to give up, but the brunette denies it as she applies more pressure, making Harmony cry out and desperately reach for the bottom rope. The fans start to get behind her as she tries to pull herself closer to the bottom rope, still denying Pandora a submission victory before she finally manages to wrap her fingertips around the bottom rope, making Benitez call for the break. Harmony uses the ropes to help herself to her feet as Pandora backs away to show the break, suddenly charging as Harmony makes it to her feet, but the brunette drops her with a drop toe hold against the middle rope before she runs at the ropes and rebounds back at her, driving her knees into Pandora’s back! Pandora slumps down the ropes onto the mat and Harmony takes the chance while she has it, pulling her away from the ropes and slamming her face first into the mat with a hard curb stomp! Harmony rolls her over and hooks the leg …
1 … 2 … Pandora kicks out!!
Harmony pulls her up and whips Pandora into the corner, going to follow up to attack but Pandora gets the foot up, staggering the brunette out of the corner long enough for Pandora to charge out of the corner with a spinning heel kick, but Harmony ducks down and Pandora connects with Tommy Benitez instead!
Campbell: That is not conducive to the match! Vaughn: Aw crap, what the hell does he want? Campbell: I would say to make sure nothing untoward happens. Vaughn: Typical Ryan Matthews.
Sure enough, as Pandora tries to rouse Benitez, Ryan Matthews makes his way down the ramp with a steel chair in his hand, glancing over his shoulder every so often as if he were expecting an attack. He watches for a moment as both Pandora and Harmony make it back to a fighting stance before he slides into the ring and stands between the pair, holding the chair ready and primed to attack.
Campbell: Damnit Matthews might just win Harmony the match here. Vaughn: I knew he wasn’t the damn goody goody you made him out to be. Campbell: Harmony was doing just fine, why is he doing this?
Matthews faces Pandora and swings the chair, but spins mid swing, cracking Harmony over the head and knocking her off her feet!
Campbell: WHAT?! Vaughn: WHAT?! Campbell: Ryan Matthews just waffled his own team mate with a steel chair! Vaughn: What in the hell is he doing?!
He glares down at the fallen brunette before telling Pandora to make the cover as he rouses Benitez, who wakes up in time for Matthews to slip out the ring as he makes the count …
1 … 2 … 3!!
Winner Pandora
Post Match Segment
Benitez hands Pandora the Shockwave Championship and she climbs the turnbuckle to pose to the fans with the title, while Harmony starts to come around from the chair shot, asking Benitez what on earth happened.
Campbell: Pandora has won the Shockwave Championship, but I can’t say I approve of the method. Vaughn: Matthews must be having a mental breakdown!
Benitez explains to Harmony what had happened and her eyes flush with anger, the brunette rolling out of the ring and making a bee line up the ramp and to the back, leaving Pandora to bask in the glory of her win.
Campbell: I think Ryan Matthews might be about to find out hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Vaughn: Yeah and Harmony is one angry chick right now. Campbell: Understandably so. But I'm sure this isn't the last we've seen of this situation for the evening. Vaughn: Turns out that one of Harmony's good friend, Tara Shannon, is actually backstage as well. Campbell: Let's hand it over to the backstage area.
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Making Amends, Making Moves
She knew it would come to this eventually. When she arrived at FTW a few weeks prior, Chad Jamison had kept his mouth shut, hoping perhaps she was there for a quick visit, a few hellos and how are yous and kiss kiss, she'd be gone.
But Tara Shannon was still there.
Not that she was causing any kind of ruckus, mind you. She hung around backstage, chatted with Harmony or Gabs or anyone else who was willing to give her the time of day after the Greater Good debacle. No sneak attacks, no declaring war, no drawing lines in the sand.
And frankly, Chad Jamison found that most perplexing of all, hence this summons to his office. Tara tossed her black hair over her shoulder before knocking.
Jamison: Entre-vous!
Tara opens the door to see Jamison behind his elegant polished desk, dressed nattily in an Armani suit and tie that was probably a month's rent to some people. He doesn't smile when he sees her, but doesn't frown either, looking more confused than anything.
Jamison: Sit down, Tara.
Tara takes a seat in one of the plush armchairs in front of him. Jamison sits back in his desk chair and studies her for a minute, holding his fingers in a steeple under his chin.
Jamison: What exactly are you doing here, Tara?
Tara: Have I caused you any trouble?
Jamison: That isn't the issue at hand and you know it. You've been hanging out here ever since you revealed yourself as Gabriella's avenging angel or whatever the hell you want to call it. Now it is my right as owner of Full Throttle Wrestling to know exactly what you want from this place.
Tara: I don't want anything other than the chance to make things right.
Jamison: With who, exactly? Harmony seems fine with you, so does Gabriella. So what more do you need, fifteen minutes of ring time to make a groveling apology to everyone else and the entire televison audience?
Tara: I don't think that will be necessary. All I want is a chance to be the person I once was. I'm ashamed of how I acted with the Greater Good. It was everything I spent my entire career standing up against. I've spent the last few months working through all of it and all I'm asking you for is some kind of backstage role working with the talent, if they'll have me.
Jamison: That's what GM's and road agents are for, Tara.
Tara: With all due respect, Chad, you and the road agents are looking at ratings and the financial bottom line, not the best interests of the wrestlers.
Jamison: I haven't heard a great many complaints.
Tara: Not looking out for the talent's well being is what caused the Greater Good to rear its head, whether you want to believe that or not.
Jamison: Ah, so suddenly you're Tara Shannon, Voice of the Common Professional Wrestler? Come off it, half these people would accept your help even if you accompanied it with a Happy Ending massage.
Tara: They may not, but eventually they might. All I'm asking for is the chance to try. I'm not asking for money or power, so you really don't have anything to lose.
Jamison: Tara, no more skulking around, no more being the savior, and no more asking me for backstage roles. If you want to compete again we'll discuss it, but if you don't, then you need to buy a ticket like everyone else out there.
Tara: I really didn't want to do this...
She pulls out a folded paper and hands it over to Jamison. He opens it and reads it over, brow furrowed.
Jamison: What the hell is this?
Tara: Something Ravi Moon was generous enough to do for me when he was still GM. He was concerned about any fallout from the Greater Good debacle affecting my ability to compete, so he added a "safety clause" to my contract, guaranteeing me a backstage role as Liason to the Board of Directors, keeping an eye on things for them.
Jamison: You absolutely have to be shitting me...
Tara: No. I'm not proud of it, but I am grateful to Ravi having done it. If you had just given me the opportunity to prove myself I never would have had to invoke it, but...
Jamison: In case you've forgotten, I run this fed, not Ravi Moon, so any contract clauses go through me first. This is completely null and void, but thanks for playing.
He begins to tear the paper up, but Tara interrupts him.
Tara: It's pointless to do that. One, it's only a photocopy, and two, it's already been approved by the Board of Directors.
Jamison glances back at the paper again, then back at Tara, dumbstruck.
Jamison: They wouldn't do that...
Tara: They did. You can call each and every one of them and ask if you like. Have you forgotten what an impressive speaker Ravi Moon can be?
He hadn't forgotten, and he had to hand it to the sneaky little prick for making sure his erstwhile girlfriend was protected. He sighs and tosses the piece of paper aside.
Jamison: Fine. You want to be the voice of the people, knock yourself out. But stay the hell out of my way, and if I ever catch you trying to pull another coup d'etat, make no mistake, I will crucify you.
Tara: I wasn't even considering it. As I said this is my chance to make things right again. In time you'll see that.
Jamison: Scram, Tara. Have fun storming the castle.
Barely supressing her grin, she backs out the door of his office. When she shuts it she takes a deep breath, resting her head against the gleaming metal which bore Jamison's name.
Tara: Done.
Male voice: What's done?
Her stomach dropping slightly, she wheels around and sees him standing there with a small smile. He looked more worn and gaunt since she remembered him, but it was still him.
Brendan Black.
Black: Fancy meeting you here...
Vaughn: This is great. Just great. Another troublemaker to mess things up around here. Campbell: I'm not sure if Tara Shannon is gonna mess things up, though. She seems genuinely interested in helping out FTW. Vaughn: Yeah? And she seemed genuinely interested in trying to destroy FTW with The Greater Good and breaking Ravi Moon's heart. Campbell: I guess only time well time. In the mean time, we've got an exciting Inferno vs. Shockwave showcase coming up with some big title implications.
In The Arena
Ginsley: The following singles contest is scheduled for one fall and is an Inferno vs. Shockwave Showcase. The winner of this match earns a title shot against the champion of their division!
The lights in the arena go out. After a few seconds of blackness “Huka Blues” by Harry Slash and the Slashtones thumps through the PA system and the lights flash with the beat of music. He leisurely walks to the ring as he stretches and flexes his upper body on his way. When Luke gets to the ring he gets on the apron with one knee and quickly climbs through the second rope. With Huka Blues still playing the house lights go out and just the ring lights are on as Luke climbs to the second turnbuckle and glares at the crown in disgust. Luke shakes his head as he hops down to his feet. When Luke takes his T-Shirt off he balls it up and disrespectfully throws in the face of the ref.
Ginsley: From the District of Columbia. This is Luke “The Irresistible” Force
Vaughn: What the hell's happened to this guy? Every since joining the Firm, he's been a complete joke! Campbell: I wouldn't go so far as saying that. But Luke Force has seen a certain decline since joining up with the group. Vaughn: That's because when you try and face the Saints of Destiny, bad things happen! Campbell: Either way, Luke Force has an opportunity to turn things around here on a major PPV stage.
The lights dim as “Jars” by Chevelle starts to play over the speakers; the pause after the lyrics ‘lest we bleed ourselves’ the lights come back on in full and show Code standing at the top of the ramp. A chorus of boos is let fourth at him, as their once great hero has turned on them. Code can’t help but grin at the hate that’s thrown at him as he walks down the ramp and slides under the ropes into the ring.
Ginsley: Standing at 6’2 and weighing in at 220 pounds… the “Unbreakable” Code!
Campbell: And while it seems like Luke Force has been on an apparent decline, Code has been ascending back through the ranks rather quickly. Vaughn: Was there ever any doubt? Code was good before, but he's even better with the Saints. The track record proves it. Campbell: I can't argue with that. And if he keeps the momentum going, he walks out with a shot at the Shockwave Championship.
Match 3: Singles Contest Inferno vs. Shockwave Showcase Luke Force vs. Code
Referee Neil Rana calls for the bell and gets this match under way. Luke Force runs in Code’s direction, but Code quickly grabs him and hits a arm dragon screw . Luke lands hard on his back but rolls out and gets to his feet. He tries once again to run at Code who kicks Force in the midsection and then grabs him by the neck with both of his hands. A few seconds later, Code slams Luke on the mat with a DDT. Code gets to his feet and he picks up Force as well. Code whips Luke into the far ropes and when he comes back Code nails Luke with Yakuza Kick that sends Luke down to the mat quickly. Code wisely goes for the cover.
1....
2.……
KICK OUT!
Campbell: “Code is on top of his game so far.” Vaughn: “Of course he is!” Campbell: “I knew you were going to say that.” Vaughn: “He is a Saint, he is always on his game.”
Code gets to his feet and reaches down to pick up Luke. He whips Luke back into the ropes and then starts running in the same direction. Code goes for another kick, but Luke avoids it. He comes back off of the ropes once again and hits Code with an elbow to the face. Both men are down in the middle of the ring and the referee starts his ten count. Luke gets to his feet first as Code is almost vertical. Code tries to nail Luke with a right hand, but Force ducks under it and then knees Code in the midsection. He then grabs Code and executes a pile driver. He nails it and then decides to cover Code as Rana slides down for the count.
1.....
2...
KICK OUT!
Campbell: “Force need to capitalize on this momentum.” Vaughn: “Code needs to get up!”
Luke gets to his feet and stands by as Code slowly starts to get to his feet. Code foes get to his knees, but Force doesn't wait any longer as he runs in and nails Code with a Flying forearm that sends Code back down to the mat. Luke reaches down and grabs Code, picking him up to his feet. He kicks Code in the midsection and then runs towards the ropes. Luke comes back and knocks a rising Code down to the mat with a spinning neckbreaker. Code is laid out as Luke gets to his feet quickly and goes over to the nearest corner. He climbs up to the second rope and jumps off, nailing a flying elbow drop from the second rope. He goes for the cover as Rana gets back into position.
1.......
2.....KICK OUT!
Campbell: “Luke shows a little of his Shockwave side with that move.” Vaughn: :Come on Code, get up and take this guy out.” Campbell: “This is what FTW is all about.”
The referee stands back as Luke is yelling at him. Code took the moment to get his wits about him and get back to his feet as Force continued his verbal lashing. Luke doesn’t turn in time to block a right hand from Code. He starts nailing Code with rights and lefts of his own. Out of desperation, Code drops down to the mat to get out of the way of the head shots and then takes it upon himself to nail Luke with a low blow. The ref didn’t see the hit, and as Luke falters, Code takes Force down to the mat with a Fireman's Carry.
Campbell: “How did the ref not see that?” Vaughn: “Code is as cool as the other side of the pillow.”
Code picks up Luke, dragging him to his feet. Code locks in an arm right before he hits a Half nelson driver that implants Force‘s face into the mat. Code puts his boot on the back of Luke’s head and stomps on it. Code stomps Luke a few more times before getting tired of that and picks up Luke. Code tosses force across the ring into the far corner. He charges in that direction and he jumps into the air, hitting a Tree of Woe Dropkick! Luke shakes it off and tries to go back on the attack with a weak right hand, but Code smacks it away and he nails with a forearm that sends Luke back into the corner hard. Code jumps up and hits Force with a frakenstiener that sends him on the mat. Luke ss face up as Code jumps up on the top rope. Code executes a Shooting star press and lands it perfectly.
Campbell: “WHAT A MOVE!!” Vaughn: “Finally, we agree on something! Campbell: “Don’t go there….”
Code doesn’t go for the cover as the crowd reacts. He leans over on the ropes as he holds his chest. Rana checks on Forcer, who is actually starting to get to his feet as Code looks on. Force uses his inner strength to get vertical and looks at Code. Force the comes at Code with everything that he has. He tries to hit a clothesline, but Code duck and Force ends up in the corner chest first. Force shakes it off, but before he can turn around, Code nails him with a big body splash that bouncer force off of all three turnbuckles. Force stumbles out of the corner and is scooped up by Code. Code turns to the center of the ring and executes the Burning Hammer tha plants Force’s body into the mat. Code quickly crawls on top of Luke and hooks the leg as Rana gets down on the mat.
1.........
2........
3!!!!!!
Ginsley: “Here is your winner….the “Unbreakable” Code!!”
Winner Code
Post Match Segment
Quickly following the match, Code's hand is raised in victory as he looks down ominously at the fallen Luke Force. He stands tall and proud after what he's managed to accomplish.
Campbell: Code has done it! He's clinched a shot at the FTW Shockwave Championship! Vaughn: Of course he has. He is "Unbreakable" after all. Campbell: So I’ve heard... Vaughn: You watch yourself, Campbell. You better give more respect to the Saints of Destiny. They deserve it. Campbell: I don't know about that. But I will give props to Code for a clean, hard-fought match. Not something I can say the Saints do very often.
Just when Campbell says that though, Code decides to slide outside of the ring and grab a steel chair.
Campbell: Maybe, I spoke too soon.
The referee tries to stop Code from performing any sort of attack on Luke Force, but Code simply brushes him off. Code wraps the chair around Luke Force's neck and it looks like he's about to do some permanent damage.
Campbell: No, no, no! Don't do this! Vaughn: I'm all about ruthlessness, but this just might be taking it too fair. Campbell: I suppose, Code feels like he has something to prove now that he's in the Saints, hm?
Just when it looks like Code is about to stomp down on the chair and injure Force, suddenly, an all too familiar theme song begins to play.
"Run This Town" by Lil' Wayne plays in the arena and out through the curtain comes "The Killah B" Brandon Banks charging down to the ring! Code sees that Banks is ready to do damage to him, but decides to stomp down on the chair anyway and crushes Luke Force's throat! Banks begins to run even harder in the ring after seeing Code do that and quickly slides in but by that point, Code hightails it out of there!
Vaughn: Aw, looks like the hero fails again! Campbell: At least Brandon Banks came out to try and help! He didn't want what happened to him to happen to someone else. Vaughn: But it's a case of too little too, too late...
"The Killah B" tends to Luke Force who's definitely in dire straits. The referee starts to take over for Banks as the the FTW Hall of Famer stands tall and stares down at Code, ready to rip the Shockwave #1 Contender's head off. Code simply smirks and begins to walk away, up the ramp.
Campbell: Either way, Brandon Banks is back and he means business! Vaughn: We're gonna have to wait and see. Banks is whole lot of bark and not much bite. I don't believe anything until I see it. Campbell: Well, we'll see something for sure. It's my understanding that the situation between Harmony and Ryan Matthews from earlier tonight is continuing backstage. Let's see what's going on.
I Want Answers
Still dressed in her ring gear and holding her head in pain, Harmony storms along the arena corridor until she reaches Ryan Matthew’s locker room, shoving the door open without so much as a knock to find him there. The door slams against the wall as she storms up behind him and spins him around, angrily looking up at his emotionless expression.
Harmony: You want to tell me what the fuck that was out there?
He doesn’t respond, acting like he’s looking straight through her, which does nothing but make her angrier.
Harmony: Don’t stand there and give me the damn silent treatment Ryan, I want a fucking answer. What the hell were you doing?
Again no response and this time, her temper gets the better of her and she shoves him.
Harmony: RYAN!
Matthews: THAT...was what I was going to ask you about where you've been the past few weeks when I, Lynch, and Luke haven't been able to find you.
Harmony: What the hell are you talking about?
Matthews: I wondered time and again where you were, and what was going on and why we couldn't get in touch with you. And it wasn't until this past week when a little birdy showed me some very interesting footage that it all came together for me.
Harmony: What footage Ryan?! I have no idea what you’re going on about.
Matthews picks up a remote off the side and points it at the TV in his locker room, pressing the button to make the screen come to life, showing Harmony from last week’s Outbreak, sneaking into Nick Malone’s locker room and the pair in a passionate embrace.
The colour drains from her face and she goes stone silent, her hands flying up to her mouth in surprise, not saying a word as Matthews turns to her with a venomous look in his eyes.
Harmony: Ry-
Matthews: (holds a hand up to stop her before she says a word) On second thought, no, I don't wanna hear it because ANY explanation you give me will not repair the amount of anger I feel right now, truth told it'll probably serve to piss me off more. How could you do this, to me of all people, with MALONE?
Harmony: I didn’t … I couldn’t … I … oh god…
She starts to physically shake and her breathing deepens, the brunette seemingly going into a panic.
Harmony: No, no, no. Not again, Ryan you don’t understand.
Matthews: What? WHAT don't I understand huh? Do I not understand the fact that somehow must have tripped, fell and landed with your mouth around Malone's dick? That had to be some kind of WEIRD accident right? Not at all an occurrence that could have been on PURPOSE, right? You could have had so much better...
As Matthews tears a strip off her, Harmony becomes more panicked, very close to hyperventilating and near hysterical.
Harmony: Ryan, that’s not me … that’s HER.
Matthews: Her huh? Next you're gonna tell me you have an identical twin or a split personality or something right? Go ahead, tell me the truth, let's hear you explain this one.
Hysteria hits and she can’t speak, she just stands and cries, her hands never leaving her mouth from the shock.
Matthews: What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Or maybe you don't have an excuse because you've been playing us the whole time? Either way, get out of my sight...
He turns away but can still sense that she's there a few moments later. He turns back and almost seems shocked to still see her standing in front of him.
Matthews: Are your ears fucked up or something too? Something jammed in there from Malone? Lemme say it real slow so you can read my lips. GET...THE FUCK...OUT!
Her hysterical crying peaking, Harmony runs away from Matthews and out of the room, stopping at the door and looking back at him with his back turned to her, just managing to whisper two words.
Harmony: I’m … sorry.
Turning back, she runs out of the room, leaving Matthews stewing in his own anger.
Vaughn: Oooh, how dramatic! Campbell: Don't be such a jerk, Vic! Obviously there's more to this situation that meets the eye. Vaughn: You think I care? This is pretty much the end of The Firm, which means less opposition to the Saints. In my book, that's a good thing. Campbell: Whatever, let's move onto the next match of the show.
In The Arena
Ginsley: The following triangle match is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit. It will be contested for the FTW Octane Championship!
The low guitar rift plays, then switches to the faster rift as the lights go out completely. A green spot light shines dully at the top of the ramp as we see a shadowed figure standing still there. As the singing begins the dull spot light get's brighter and Peisione starts to seductively walk down the ramp to the music. There is a mixture of boos and cheers as she slowly makes her way to the ring. She gets close enough that the men can almost touch her, smirks and gets out of there reach, walking up the steps slowly and onto the apron. She looks at the fans before entering the ring slowly as her ring attire shows off much and she fully gets into the ring. She taunts the fans as she waits for the match to start.
Ginsley: Hailing all the way from Athens Greece, she is The Siren, Peisione!!!
Campbell: Despite coming into the company fairly recently, Peisinoe already finds herself in title contention. Vaughn: I think this girl could very well be a Shockwave competitor if she really wanted to be. Campbell: That's a possibility, but if she wins the title here tonight, she doesn't even have to think about that.
The lights fade to BLACK as the titan tron opens up with an opening video highlighting Black's previous matches, The Pa System blasts Black's theme song "Crusifiction" BY Aiden as this is going on. Nathan Black appears at the top of the stage looking around the area, then he walks down the aisle with a mean look on his face until he reaches ringside. He takes his jacket off and tosses it onto the ground, then he climbs into the ring. At the conclusion of the video, a brilliant fireworks display erupts in the arena as Black awaits the referee's signal to start the match.
Ginsley: Ladies and Gentleman making his way out, hailing from Queens, New York Weighing 240 pounds... NATHAN BLACK!
Campbell: Now this is a guy who didn't have the greatest of starts here in FTW, but he rebounded strong and it's paying off for him. Vaughn: I think the fact that he now has a goal in mind other than just the Octane Championship, he's found a real reason to compete. Campbell: As if the Octane title isn't enough? Vaughn: A roster spot in the Saints of Destiny is just as a prestigious!
"The Thing of Things" Taggart Tagatito methodically and meticulously walks out to "Back on Earth" by: Ozzy Osbourne as it propagates through the loudspeakers. Strapped to his back is a customized smelted shovel. His Professional Communications Consultant, Cammi Bardsmith, clings to Taggart's left arm as they make their way to ringside. Blue, green and black smoke fogs up the stage and dissipates as Taggart slides through it. Taggart then drops down to his knees, pulls the shovel from behind his back, clutches the handle with both hands and gazes up at the arena lights. The misguided miscreant recites a quick version of his seditious prayer. "The Thing of Things" Taggart Tagatito continues to raise the ire of fans as he walks up the ring steps. Tagatito then tosses his shovel into the ring, points to the arena floor to indicate where Bardsmith should be and then enters the ring. He raises his right index and middle finger as well as thumb to symbolize a ritualistic hand signal. His left hand forms into the shape of a gun pointing to the right hand signal. Finally, "The Heavy Hired Hand of Hyperbole" stands on the middle southeastern turnbuckle, taunting the "dim-witted destitutes" as "Back on Earth" by: Ozzy Osbourne stops playing.
Ginsley: Accompanied to the ring by his Professional Communications Consultant, Cammi Bardsmith...standing a staggering 6 feet, 4 inches and weighing 225 lbs. From the town of Tomesdale, Phloriphornia..."The Thing of Things" TAGGART TAGATITO!
Campbell: Here's a man who walked away from the Saints of Destiny and has seen significant success since then. Vaughn: Ah, it's all just a fluke. This is his first title defense and he won't make it through. Campbell: I wouldn't be so sure, Vic. Tagatito has certainly been on the rise here in FTW.
The match starts out with all three participants looking at each other, unsure of how they want to approach it. Each is trying to get another to team up with him/her to go after the third. After about a minute, suddenly, Black charges after Peisinoe. Peisinoe slides out under the bottom rope and yells at Black and Tag to have at it.
Black's now too distracted with Peisinoe to see Tag behind him, waiting. Black turns around, and Tag catches him with a running enziguri.
Campbell: A bit of inexperience showing for Black as he now is at the champion's mercy. Vaughn: You have to admit, Nick Malone taught Tag well. Campbell: You don't think Tagatito taught himself how to take advantage of opportunities. Vaughn: No, not really.
Tag brings Black to his feet and hits a quick snap suplex. Meanwhile, Peisinoe is on the outside, watching. Back in the ring, Tag hits a scoop slam on Black, then drops a knee on the forehead. He then goes for a quick cover.
1... Black kicks out easily.
On the outside, Peisinoe is pacing around the ring, waiting to potentially strike. Tag, on the other hand, is in complete control at the moment. He now has Black in a rear chinlock. While he's doing this, he's yelling at Peisinoe to come into the ring. Peisinoe just smiles and shakes her head no. Tag smiles back, shrugs his shoulders and suddenly transfers the hold to a sleeper.
Campbell: Uh oh! This is not what Peisinoe wants. If Tagatito can make Black tap or pass out, Peisinoe will lose the match without ever being involved. Vaughn: She's not going to have a choice. She has to try and break the hold.
Black is struggling to break it, but that only makes it easier for him to pass out. About thirty seconds into the hold, he's out. Peisinoe now sees a problem. She tries to make her way around to Tag's blindside, but Tag's eyes follow her. Benitez raises Black's hand, it drops...one. Peisinoe is really upset that she may have to get in with a fresh Tagatito.
Black's hand goes up again and drops again...two. Then, Peisinoe slides into the ring, trying to do it as fast possible to get to Tag. Too late, by the time she's slid into the ring, Tag's let go of the move, apparently never planning on letting it continue, but only anticipating her. Peisinoe, who is lying stomach first on the mat, slowly looks up at Tagatito, who has a grin from ear to ear.
Campbell: Here we go! Tagatito's got his other challenger right where he wants her. Vaughn: This could end badly for Peisinoe if she doesn't start appealing to Tag's male needs. Campbell: Are you kidding me!? Is that all you can think of at this point!? Vaughn: I am a man after all.
The fans are cheering, wanting to see Tag get a piece of her for sitting on the outside. Taggart grabs her hair, she screams as he brings her to her knees. He starts being a little too cocky with some form of sexual innuendo, giving her the chance to give him a low blow. The crowd groans as the wind is knocked out of the American Airlines Arena. Benitez shrugs his shoulders, indicating that with this being a Triple Threat, there are no DQs.
Ginsley: Five minutes have now passed!
Peisinoe grabs Tag and throws him out of the ring. She then turns her attention to Black, who's groggy as he gets to his feet. She runs and delivers a DDT, then goes for a cover.
1...2. Black kicks out.
She argues with Benitez for a moment, then turns to pick Black up by the hair. While she does, he gives her a shot to the gut with a right fist, staggering her. He then starts to repeatedly deliver punishing fists to the head and body, which start wear down Peisinoe. Black delivers a furious and violent uppercut that flattens Peisinoe. He goes for a quick cover.
1... Peisinoe kicks out.
Vaughn: Damn near took her head off! Campbell: How sickening was that!?
He then picks her up by her waist and puts her up for some Shock Treatment. He jumps down to a sitting position as she lies arcoss his shoulders, almost being bent in half by the force. He goes for the cover.
1...2... Peisinoe is able to force her left shoulder off the canvas!
Campbell: Oh my! We were that close to having a new champion! Vaughn: Yeah, and Tag wouldn't have even had been in the decision.
Tag gets back into the ring, but as he tries to attack Black, he receives a Black Hole Slam. Cover...
1...2.. Tagatito gets the left shoulder off the mat.
Meanwhile, Peisinoe rolls to ringside. Black gets upset with Benitez, giving enough time for Tag to get to his feet and deliver a dropkick to the back of Black's head, sending Black to the outside near Peisinoe. Tag takes a look to the outside, then runs off the opposite ropes. He comes back to the ropes where Black and Peisinoe are at ringside.
He jumps clean to the top rope, then performs a breathtaking cross body splash onto both Black and Peisinoe.
Campbell: Oh yeah! What a dive by the champion! Vaughn: Amazing stuff by Tag! Don't think he learned that from Malone. Campbell: You're damn right he didn't!
The crowd yells with approval, with many applauding for Tag's aerial display. Tag gets to his feet, adrenaline pumping through his body, taking many seconds to fire the crowd up. He then grabs Black and throws him back into the ring.
Tag heads to the top and waits for Black to get to his feet. Once Black is up and facing Tag, Tagatito hits a double axe handle. He picks Black up, then runs off the ropes Black is facing. When he comes back, he hits Black with an STO, then transfers over Black's body to his left side to apply the crossface.
Black's in the center of the ring now, struggling to get out of the hold. The crowd is cheering for Black to tap out, but Black refuses to give in, perhaps too stubborn for his own good.
Ginsley: Five minutes remain in this match! Five minutes remaining!
Campbell: These three better start to be weary of the time. Vaughn: With all the great matches tonight, it was decided that this match would get a 15-minute time limit. I gotta say, I wish this would go another fifteen. Campbell: The one guy who needs to keep up with the time the most is Tagatito. He could try to let the clock run out and retain the title, but I don't know if he'd want to retain that way. Vaughn: You do it any way you can, Campbell. That's a smart champion.
Black then begins to struggle to the ropes. Not able to move enough, he does a couple of roll-throughs to get his right foot near a bottom rope. Seconds later, he is able to get the foot on the rope. The crowd has a mix of cheers for the effort, but boos because Tag hasn't won. Benitez then gets Tag to break the hold at "three".
Tag quickly picks Black up to his feet and maneuvers him to the turnbuckle. Tag goes to the middle rope and gets the crowd to count with him for 10 punches. He then comes down, and Irish whips Black to the opposite corner. However, Black comes off the turnbuckle, seemingly unaffected, and delivers a scintillating clothesline that knocks Tag down and out.
Vaughn: Wow! What a shot! Taggart's best chance to win may have gone out the door. Campbell: He had a lot of momentum going, but Black just stonewalled it with that clothesline.
Black, exhausted from the recent punishment, also takes a spill to the mat. Benitez once again makes the indication that he cannot do anything since there are no countouts. Both men lie there for nearly 40 seconds before getting to their feet. They then walk right for each other. Black and Tag are now trading punches, exhausted.
Ginsley: Three minutes remaining in the match! Three minutes!
Black gains control of the punching, backing Tag into the ropes. Irish whip...reversal by Tag...Black ducks clothesline...comes back...Tag ducks Black's clothesline into waistlock. Tag hits three German suplexes, the last one he bridges for a pin. As Benitez is close to three, Peisinoe comes off the top with a moonsault that connects with a bridging Tagatito on the waist.
1...2... NO! Tag gets his right shoulder up!
Campbell: Can you believe just how much these three want to win!? Vaughn: That could have crushed Tag's ribs, if it actually didn't!
Tag is able to roll away just a bit, so Peisinoe focuses on Black.[/i]
Ginsley: Two minutes left in the match! Two minutes remaining!
She brings Black to his feet, then Irish whips him into a corner. Peisinoe then runs and does a backflip, elbowing Black in the face. He falls to the mat, and she starts to get worried about the time left. Black's slowly getting to his feet, so she sets herself for her next move.
Ginsley: One minute left in the match! One minute!
Campbell: Sixty seconds to go! Can Peisinoe capitalize with the champion out of the picture!? Vaughn: She looks like she's ready to finish off the number two contender!
Peisinoe sees Black is up and runs for the corner. She runs up the turnbuckle and dives back at Black, connecting with Whisper in the Wind. Just as she's getting to one knee, Tag's there for a running step up enziguri, knocking her out face first to the canvas.
Ginsley: Thirty seconds!
Tag quickly moves himself to Black for the pin.
1...2...3!!!
Winner Taggart Tagatito
Post-Match Segment
Campbell: Taggart wins! Tagatito has retained the title! Vaughn: What a heads up move by the champion, kicking Peisinoe in the back of the head after she had done the damage. Smart champion, a champion that Mr. Douglas can be proud of. Campbell: Perhaps, but I don't think that Tagatito cares too much for management approval.
Tagatito gets to his feet to celebrate, but it's short lived as a figure makes his/her way from the crowd to the ring. It's Eden Black! She runs and gives a devastating Yakuza kick to the champion, knocking him flat on his back. She then grabs Tagatito, hooks his arms, and delivers the move she calls Family Ties.
Campbell: Why does Black have to rain on Tagatito's parade!? Vaughn: Well, I know that she's at least near the top of the rankings, maybe even number one, so perhaps she wants to send a message to the champion that she's coming for him.
She looks to Benitez, who's holding the belt. She grabs it from him, and he bails. She stands tall over Tagatito, holding the title near her right cheek as her music begins to play.
Vaughn: Either way, that was pretty unexpected. Campbell: Speaking of unexpected, it looks like Harmony is just about to confront GM Jamison. Let's have a look!
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Chad Jamison sits at his desk backstage, watching the Boiling Point action from the comfort of his leather office chair when he’s interrupted by the door flying open and an obviously distressed Harmony flying into the room, her face stained by her running make up.
Harmony: Chad, please, I need you to suspend me, put me on compassionate leave, anything. Just please, I can’t be here, I need to get as far away from here as possible before I do anymore damage.
Jamison: Why?
Harmony: I can’t explain, but I’m begging, please Chad, suspend me.
Jamison: No, Harmony. I'm NOT going to suspend you.
The panic seems to increase before she closes her eyes, seemingly regretting what she’s about to do before the British Vixen unexpectedly slaps the Outbreak General Manager! CJ does his best to try and no sell the force of the slap and stares at Harmony right in her distressed eyes.
Jamison: Nice try, Harmony. But you're too valuable to this organization.
Harmony: I’m sorry, Chad.
Suddenly, Harmony tackles Jamison to the ground and starts pounding away at him with a flurry of fists! CJ is caught completely off guard and does his best to get Harmony off of him without striking her. Still, Harmony is relentless in her beatdown.
Jamison: What the hell has gotten into you?!
Trying his best to reason with Harmony in the midst of the assault, CJ gets no dice. It isn't until security arrives on the scene that The British Vixen is pulled off of the top FTW exec. Jamison quickly gets to his feet and brushes himself off as Harmony is restrained by security. She doesn't put up a fight.
Jamison: I'd expect better from you Harmony. I'm not sure what would possess you to act this way, but I'm disappointed to say the least.
She hangs her head in shame as Jamison shakes his head, still flustered by what just happened.
Jamison: You got what you wanted. You're suspended until further notice. Get her out of the building...
CJ stares on as Harmony is taken away by FTW security. She doesn't fight back as Jamison rolls his neck to try and tend to the aches and pains from the sudden attack.
Vaughn: What the hell is she thinking?! Attacking an FTW executive? Campbell: Harmony must be really going through something pretty serious for her to go and do that. Vaughn: Something is seriously wrong with her. That's what's up! Campbell: Ironically enough, we move from Harmony and what just happened to Ryan Matthews and his chance to try and win the FTW Tag Team Championships!
In The Arena
Ginsley: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall and will be contested for the FTW Tag Team Championships!
The sound of air raid sirens and gunfire echo through the arena and searchlights sweep the crowd for a moment before focusing on the entranceway, and as the first guitar strains of "Indestructible" by Disturbed play over the loudspeakers, a figure appears through the curtain dressed in a black Tapout hoodie and black BDU pants. He throws the hood back for a moment and the crowd erupts at seeing Ryan Matthews. He stands still for a moment, bobbing his head to the beat and drinking in the reaction of the crowd before he slowly makes his way down to the ring.
Ginsley: Making his way to the ring at this time, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 240 lbs and standing 6 feet 5 inches tall, he is "The Real F'n Deal" RYAN MATTHEWS!
As Ginsley finishes Matthews slides in under the bottom rope and quickly takes off the hoodie, tossing it into the crowd as he turns to face center ring and goes through a quick series of stretches while waiting for the match to begin.
Vaughn: What's there to really say about this guy? Campbell: That he's an accomplished competitor and perhaps a future FTW Hall of Famer? Vaughn: Or maybe a washed up prick who already had his chance! This is bull crap that he's getting another shot at the tag title. Campbell: Technically, Malone has a new tag partner. And so does Ryan. So this is a very different match since last time.
As "What We Do" by Freeway plays in the arena, Sam rises to the stage via an elevator. The lights go dim as a bright spotlight shines on him. Pyro goes off as he walks to the ring at the entrance ramp a la Kurt Angle in 2001. He nods to his tag team partner, Ryan Matthews as he walks down to the ring focused as ever on the task at hand.
Ginsley: Introducing from New York, New York, weighing in at 234 lbs, he is "The Ronin" Sam Horrey!
Campbell: And here comes Matthews' partner. A former FTW World Champion, The Ronin ain't somebody to mess with. Vaughn: Unless, you're Gabriella of course. Campbell: It's pretty crazy that we're seeing Cheap Heat back together again. Should be interesting to see whether or not they can take down the Saints.
As the lights go out all over the arena, the music and video begin to play and as Enigma takes the stage, standing atop the ramp, the fans go insane with some chanting his name and others booing him. The pyro begins to fall from above and also sparks up from below as Enigma blows out a huge puff of smoke. With that, Enigma begins his slow methodical pace to the ring. He makes his way to the ring and then paces around the ring looking eerily at the fans as he makes his way around and back to the ring steps. He then climbs into the ring, removes his hood and then his robe and sites in the corner awaiting the next move with complete focus in his eyes and utter grave intent in his heart for his opponent.
Ginsley: Making his way from Jacksonville Florida, standing at 6”1’ and 250 pounds of pure hell, he is a former two time world heavyweight champion, introducing the enigmatic agent of chaos…he is, Mr. Eeeeeeeeeenigmaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Vaughn: Now this guy has a got a big upside to him. Campbell: I can't argue with that. He's a formidable force in the company and he's put together quite the resume of victories. Vaughn: He can be a legit singles title contender. That's for sure. Campbell: Indeed. I can't blame Nick Malone for picking him as a replacement partner.
As "The Ripper" by Chinchilla plays loudly over the Loud speakers, Nick Malone appears up at the top of the stage wearing his traditional Green, Black and Gold sparkling robe similar to the style of the "Nature Boy" as he holds his arms up arrogantly and listens to all of the boo's. Golden and Green pyro begin to rain down behind Mr. Malone as he has his arms fully extended breathing in the air of his own Perfection. He yells will disgust and venom in his voice over at the disgusting fans. Nick Malone then just snickers and smirks as he then gets up onto the apron and jumps over the ropes standing in the middle of the ring disrespecting the crowd with his arrogance and style of perfection. He then extends his arms in the middle of the ring in a legend Killer pose as Green and Gold and Black pyro comes down from the ceiling in the symbol of his 3 initials hanging over him in NGM as he then takes off his robe and tosses it over the referee's head as he looks prepared for his match.
Ginsley: Standing at 6'7" and weighing in at 250 lbs. Hailing from Long Island, New York..."The Legend of Destiny" Nick Malone!
Campbell: And now perhaps, the most controversial star in FTW today. Vaughn: What's so controversial about him? That he wants to save FTW? To me that's being a good member of the roster! Campbell: Considering the track record that he has and the current dabbling he's doing in Ryan Matthews' romantic affairs, I think it's safe to say he's controversial. Vaughn: Either way, this man is walking out with the tag team titles along with Mr. Enigma. Mark my words.
Referee Jimmy Schultz presents the title to the arena, causing the crowd to cheer. Schultz then hands the title to the time keeper and calls for the bell. And with that, the match is underway! It’s Horrey who walks out to he middle ring to start the match for Cheap Heat, and after some deliberation Mr. Engima walks out to meet him. The two have a brief stare down before locking up in a Collar and Elbow tie up. It doesn’t take long for Horrey to transition into a Side Headlock and transition to Enigma back, dropping him down with a standard wrestling takedown. Horrey and Enigma begin scrambling for position, but Enigma is playing te wrong game with Horrey, as this is Horrey’s game. Horrey gets position and tries for an Armbar, but Enigma manages to get out of the hodl and role away before any damage can be done.
Horrey rises to his feet, pinching his index and thumb together, mouthing the words “that close“. Enigma shakes his arm out and stands as well. He approaches Horrey, looking like he wants to try another tie up. Horrey is more than willing to oblige him…but it was a jack move! Enigma gives Horrey a boot to the gut and then a right hand to the face, effectively throwing Sam for a loop. Enigma takes Horrey by the arm and Irish Whips him to his own corner and quickly tries to follow up with a Clothesline…but Horrey gets a boot up, then throws an Elbow at Malone for good measure, hitting him square in the jaw! With Malone down at a knee on the apron Horrey rushes out to get a hold of Enigma…but Enigma pulls Ref. Schultz in front of himself! Schultz has his attention focused on Enigma as Horrey is trying to get passed him. Malone sees a good opportunity and gets in the ring, blasting Horrey from behind and getting some payback from the earlier shot.
Campbell: Oh come on! Vaughn: Hey, Malone is just giving Horrey his come uppings! I didn’t hear you complaining when Horrey hit Malone. ILLEGALLY I might add! Campbell: Oh, whatever.
With Horrey momentarily downed, Enigma pushes Ref. Schultz away, who scolds him for “touching the ref”. Enigma takes to putting the boots to Horrey a bit before lifting him up and slinging him in his and Malones corner and hitting the clothesline he was going for earlier. Enigma then turns his attention to Mathews, taunting him a bit. Mathews tries to get in the ring to shut Enigma up, but is stopped by Ref. Schultz. The two argue for a bit, giving Malone and Enigma the opportunity to tee off a bit on Horrey while Schults isn’t looking. Enigma then shoots of the ropes and hits Horrey with a Big Boot that damn near takes Horrey‘s head off, much to the chagrin of the crowd! Enigma then takes to locking Horrey in a chin lock…
Vaughn: Enigma and Malone showing some good teamwork here… Campbell: Yeah, and their cheatings pretty good as well! Vaughn: Oh, get of your high horse you goodie two shoes! Campbell: I will when you get off Malone’s jock! Vaughn: Oh, real mature…
Enigma wrenches back, trying to apply as much pressure as he can, digging his knee into Horrey shoulder blades for good measure. Horrey grimaces from pain, but has no intention of tapping. Enigma rears back even harder, but still no go. Horrey isn‘t hurt enough yet. Mathews is on the apron trying to cheer Horrey on and getting the crowd behind “The Ronin”. Engima tries to rear back even further, and in doing so loses his footing a bit. Its all the opening Horrey needs though. Using his strength, he lifts Enigma hands from his face and slowly begins to raise them. Horrey begins working his way to his feet. Enigma is trying to power him down…but to no avail! Horrey gets to his feet! Out of desperation Enigma gives Horrey a poke to the eye, immediately being scolded there after by Ref Schultz. Enigma runs out at Horrey, whose still reeling from the poke to the eye, and tries for a Clothesline from Hell…but Horrey had him scouted! He locks up Enigma and tosses him head over heels with Release Belly to Belly Suplex!
Horrey wastes no time, capitalizing on the downed Enigma by mounting him and raining down punches and elbows on him! Enigma instinctively covers up, deflecting most but not all of the shots. Horrey is unrelenting in his pursuit to dish out punishment, and as such Ref. Schultz has to step in. Giving Sam to the count of five to get off of Enigma. Horrey complies at “four“ and raises Enigma back to his feet and shoves him into his and Mathews corner. Enigma tries to throw a punch, but Horrey snatches it up and puts him in a Standing Arm bar! Horrey rears back and applies the pressure on thick before tagging in Ryan Mathews! Mathewsjumps in the ring and smashes Enigma arm with an elbow shot before Horry releases the arm bar. Enigma stumbles away, shaking his arm out, but Mathews is right there though and hits Enigma with a combination of stiff chops and punches that have Enigma reeling. Malone is on the apron trying to yell instructions to Enigma, but Mathews is all over him, grabbing him and taking him down with a Russian Leg Sweep! Mathews goes for the pin…
ONE!
T!
NO! Enigma kicks out at one.
Mathews hops up and tags back in Horrey, who hits Enigma with a big clothesline right as he’s getting back to his feet. And now it’s Horrey whose going for the pin!
ONE!
TW!
No! Enigma kicks at one and a half.
Horrey immediate goes back to his corner and tags Mathews back in, who hit’s the ring and scoops up Enigma as he’s getting to a knee and plants him with a Gutwrench Suplex! And again, he goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Enigma kicks out at two!
Campbell: Some good teamwork shown here from Cheap Heat, keeping each other fresh and going for pins often and early. Vaughn: I hate to say it, but your right about that. I mean, they’re still gonna lose, but they’re showing good teamwork. Just wait until Malone gets in though…
Mathews picks up Enigma of the mat and tries to force him into the corner, but Enigma throws a shot a couple of shots at his midsection, buying himself some time. Enigma gets back to his feet and begins to trade blows with Mathews. The two start off even, but Mathews is the more trained and looks like he might just start to take over. Mathews tries for a Clothesline, but Enigma dodges the attempt, floats over to his back, and pops off a beautiful looking German Suplex that flips Mathews in mid-air and causes him to land on his stomach! Enigma gets to his feet and looks like he wants to take the hurt to Mathews, but is stopped in his tracks by Nick Malone, whose calling for the tag. Enigma tags in Malone, who immediately takes to stalking Mathews, whose just now up to his knee. Malone see‘s his opening and immediately takes Mathews back down with a Running Spinning Neckbreaker. Malone, showing just how fresh he is, pops right back up to his feet and begins viciously taking the boots to Mathews, striking any limb he can get his feet to connect with.
Ref. Schultz warns Malone about the boots, to which he just scoffs. He continues with the stomps a lil more until he picks Mathews up and Irish Whips him into the ropes. Mathews comes back in and gets blasted by a Straight Arm Lariat that turns Mathews inside out! Malone is really cooking now as he again lifts Malone up to his feet and forces him back into the corner, but not before throwing a cheap shot at Horrey, who manages to dodge the attempt, but whose still pissed off all the same. Horrey tries to get in the ring, but Ref. Schultz stop him. The two begin arguing, with Sam telling Schultz to “Open his damn eyes!“ giving Malone and Enigma enough to hit Family Love: (Coquina Clutch held on by Nick Malone to the Opponent with Mr. Enigma hitting a Top Rope Leg drop onto the opponents chest while still held into the Coquina Clutch) Enigma rolls out of the ring as Malone calls for the count. Schultz pulls away from Horrey and slides in to make the count!
ONE!
TWO!!
THR..
NO!
Mathews kicks out at two and a half!
Maloen doesn‘t break his concentration and goes to locking Mathews into a Bridging, Grounded Double Chickenwing!
Vaughn: S.O.D proving why they’re the champs right now, putting in work on Mathews. Campbell: It may not be fair, but its effective. Mathews needs a tag and he needs it now!
Malone has Mathews locked in the center of the ring, with nowhere to go. Horrey is on the outside trying to will him on, as is the crowd, who are chanting the “Real F‘N Deals“ name. Mathews hears them and starts rocking back and forth, trying to lossen the hold. Malone is shaking his head no, as he can feel his grip loosening. Mathews takes one more good rock and he‘s out! Mathews gets back to his feet and the crowd explodes…but he’s right back down with after Malone nails him with a Yukaza Kick to the face! Malone goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
TH…
NO! Mathews kicks out at two and a half.
Malone slaps the mat in frustration as he goes to lift up Mathews. He Irish Whips him into the corner and takes off towards him. Malone tries for a Big Boot, but Mathews moves! Malone goes crashing privates first into the turnbuckle and falls to the floor in pain. Mathews begins the slow crawl to Horrey, whose going bananas on the outside wanting the tag. Mathews is almost there…as Malone is just rising to his feet. Malone turns around just in time to see Mathews tag in Horrey to a huge eruption from the crowd! Horrey hit’s the ring like a mad man, Hitting Horrey with strike after well placed strike, then cracks off a Spinning Heel Kick to the temple of Malone that crumples him to the ground. Horrey rushes over to Engima, and gives him a Thrust Kick for his trouble that sends him falling off the apron. Horrey spins around just in time to see Malone getting back up and rushes him as well, grabbing him up in a Muai Thai Clinch! Malone knows he’s in a bad spot and tries to cover up, but Horrey is to relentless and nails him with so many elbow knees it’d be pointless to count. After a flurrying combo Horrey rolls Malone through the hold and to the ground, locking him in a Anaconda Choke!
Campbell: Horrey’s got the locked in deep, this might be the end! Vaughn: COME ON NICK! WHERE IS ENIGMA!
As if on cue Enigma comes flying back in, nailing Horrey with a boot to the face and then a Leg drop, but Mathews comes back in as well and levels Enigma with a Strong Arm Lariat that takes both of them out of the ring! Horrey gets back to his feet, and tries to wrap up Malone again, but Malone wisely exit’s the ring to gather himself and to help out with battering Mathews, but Horrey is right on his tail! The four men are on the outside battling it out in front of the live audience whose going apes hit at the action there seeing. Horrey and Nick are trading blows one side right as Enigma and Mathews are trading blows on the other. It looks to be an even brawl until Malone catches Mathews on the sly and gives him a super kick that sends him over the barrier and into the crowd! Malone doesn’t take long to admire his handy work though, as he immediately goes of to help Enigma, blasting Horrey from behind. Enigma takes the momentary cease fire for all its worth and gives a Strong Irish whip to Horrey, sending him crashing into the steel steps.
Campbell: Uh oh, things don’t lokok to good for cheap heat right about now. You knew this thing was gonna break down sooner or later! Vaughn: THAT’S RIGHT! SHOW THE WORLD HOW “CHEAP” THESE GUYS REALLY ARE!!!
[i]With Mathews still incapacitated on the outside, Enigma and Malone role Horrey in the ring. Ref. Schultz is trying to regain control, but it isn‘t working. Enigma and Malone begin to put the boots to Horrey a bit before planting him with a Double DDT! The crowd is pelting the dou with boo’s but they’re unfazed. Enigma lifts Horrey up again, pinning his arms behind back, just long enough for Malone to give a woozy Horrey a vile slap to the face. The crowd lets Malone they didn’t appreciate the move but he just yells for them to “shut up“. After his exchange with the crowd is done Malone nods for Enigma to end it.
Vaughn: Yes! It’s Closing Time Down on Fascination Street!
Malone scales to the top rope, and Enigma has Horrey set up. Enigma calls for the Florida Flat-Liner…but Horrey wont let him lift him! The two struggle for a bit..just long enough for Mathews to jump to the apron and surprise by shoving him off the top. Malone goes flying down to the floor below and lands hard on the outside right in front of the announcers table! In the ring, Horrey breaks out of Enigma’s hold and blasts him with a suprsie Spinning Back Fast that rocks Enigma, then transitions into the Street Sweeper!
Vaughn: NO! Campbell: YES!
Horrey quickly goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
Winner Cheap Heat
Post Match Segment
Freeways “How We Do” once again come blasting over the PA system as the arena explodes! Ref. Schultz presents Mathews and Horrey with the titles and the two celebrate while a dejected Malone pulls Enigma out of the ring.
Vaughn: THIS IS BULLSHIT! Campbell: CHEAP HEAT ARE THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! WHAT A RETURN! Vaughn: WHAT A SHAM YOU MEAN!
Sam and Ryan continue to celebrate in the ring as Malone stares back at them, evil intent in his eyes…
Campbell: You need to calm down, Slick. It's just a match. Vaughn: SHUT UP CAMPBELL! I don't wanna talk about it. Campbell: While you sulk, let's head over to the backstage area where Janelle Skye and Mikey Chang are standing by.
The Chaos Continues
The show then cuts to a backstage shot where Janelle Skye and Mikey Chang are sitting at a table talking.
Skye: Did you see how that skank Cornett was dressed earlier tonight?
Chang: No...was she cute?
Skye: Turbo-Slut isn't cute...she's a complete whore! She's already done two of the girls here, and she's apparently gone down on at least Chad...
Chang: I thought that was just a rumor?
Skye: Not what I heard. Apparently, she was in his office earlier.
Chang: Well, either way, you have no room to talk...you offered some to Matthews a few months ago just for an interview.
Skye: That's the difference. I at least have the dignity to be much more selective.
Voice: I would not call Ryan Matthews a selective choice.
Skye: Funny, Mikey.
Confused that Janelle would say that, it turns out that neither correspondent realizes there might be a third person in the conversation.
Chang: Uh, I didn't say anything.
Skye: Well there's no one else around here...if you didn't say it, who did?
Dark-colored gloves suddenly grab Janelle from behind...or rather grope. She turns around ready to yell until she sees the red mirrored paintball mask. Shadow Chaos pulls back, causing Janelle to fall onto her back. As she is crying in pain, Chaos kicks her head, making her shut up almost instantly. Mikey looks horrified as Chaos looks to be advancing to him.
Chang: Please don't hurt me!
Chaos: We have no intention to. But you need to deliver a message to Chad Jamison.
Chang: What message?
Chaos takes his wide-brim hat off to show spikey black hair. He then removes his paintball mask and sneers at Chang with jet black eyes. But it isn't until he grabs Mikey with his scarred right hand that Mikey's eyes go wide.
Chaos: Tell him he's going to have a visitor on his Outbreak the next time it airs. And if even HALF of what I've just heard is true...he better be prepared to either give me what I want or face the same fate as Sam Horrey...because there will be no mercy, no remorse..only retribution...from James....Mitchell....Cornett!
Chang is let go and falls down as JMC steps back and looks down to Janelle. He laughs as the blonde is consoled by Mikey. JMC then laughs as he walks away.
Campbell: Wow...was THAT the same guy we saw attack the Firm the last few weeks? Vaughn: I almost feel disappointed. I felt for sure he was going to get an invite to the Saints of Destiny. Campbell: Two reasons that can't happen. First, JMC isn't technically a contracted wrestler yet, although I have a feeling that's what might happen on Outbreak. Second, Janelle wasn't part of the Firm, she was just talking smack about Jamilyn. Which means YOU need to stop with the Turbo-Slut references while you're ahead. I don't think I can call this show on my own long term. Vaughn: Whatever...let's just get back to the matches...
In The Arena
Ginsley: The following singles match is scheduled for one fall and will be contested for the FTW Inferno Championship!
"If You Want Blood" blares over the PA system as Magnum comes out into the darkness. A spotlight hits the ramp as he lifts his head looking into the camera with his steely eyes. Walking down the ramp he completely ignores the fans. Reaching the ring he rolls into it with a sound. Walking over to a turnbuckle that he promptly jumps up on taking a seat on the top rope.
Ginsley: Weighing in at 215 pounds, he is "The King of Bloodshed" James Magnum!
Campbell: I must say, I've been anticipating this match all night. This is some pretty exciting stuff. Vaughn: Without a doubt. James Magnum stepping down from World Title contention to take on Lynch? That's something special. Campbell: Magnum is ruthless as he is talented and he's definitely going to provide a stiff test for Lynch.
NEVER SATISFIED
Those ominous words appears on the jumbotron as The Enforcer's Video plays soon after.The theme "Glass Shatters" by Disturbed immediately hits the arena as the crowd reacts.A huge pyro goes off as Lynch makes his way through the smoke and stomps towards the ring with the Inferno Title on his shoulder. He keeps his eyes forward as he is all business as he gets to the ring. He jumps up on the apron and slings through the ropes, going for the nearest turnbuckle. He climbs up and holds up his arms with the Inferno Title in hand, showing it to the crowd while he beats on his chest.
Ginsley: Coming to the ring at this time..... From Indianapolis, Indiana...He is the FTW's Enforcer and current Inferno Champion... he is LYNCH!!
Vaughn: Love 'em or hate 'em, you gotta respect this guy. Campbell: I dunno. For the most part, I think everyone loves him! He's coming in with a whole lot of hype into this match. Vaughn: Just one title defense away from a World Title shot? This is a pretty big deal. Campbell: Let's see it the Enforcer can pull this one out.
Match 6: Singles Contest FTW Inferno Championship James Magnum vs. Lynch
Referee Neil Rana takes the Inferno Championship from Lynch, he shows it to Magnum; who nods, Ref. Rana then raises the belt above his head to show to all the fans in his arena. Ref. Rana signals for the opening bell as Lynch and James Magnum have a stare down. Both men in a slow circle counter-clockwise before locking up collar-and-elbow, they have a brief struggle for power until Magnum seems to get the upper hand. Magnum pushes Lynch back into the northern ropes, they have another struggle against the ropes but Lynch starts to push back. Magnum tries to fight it but Lynch pushes back into the southern ropes; still locked up in their collar-and-elbow, Magnum pushes back against Lynch, getting him back to mid-ring. Both men keep up with the power struggle but Lynch; being the slightly bigger of the two, pushes Magnum back. Magnum tries to come back; stopping Lynch for a second but Lynch puts in a massive push but Magnum releases the collar-and-elbow letting Lynch stumble forward. Lynch quickly turns around but Magnum catches him with a headscissor takedown but Magnum holds the headscissor in place. Ref. Rana asks Lynch; who is stuck in the grounded headscissor submission, if he’d like to quit. Lynch wags no with the index finger of his right hand. Magnum squeezes harder as Lynch tries to break free from the headscissor. Lynch firmly places both hands on the mat and in a show of athleticism performs a handstand before quickly pushing back and escaping the headscissor. Lynch stands on his feet as he watches Magnum sitting on the mat. Lynch looks around and shrugs which earns him some claps from the crowd for the handstand.
Campbell: So far this match has been but nothing but a respectful and technical match. Vaughn: I wonder how long it’ll stay that way. I can only imagine James Magnum being nice for so long… Campbell: Well as much as these two men dislike each other they also have developed some sense of respect for each other as well. Vaughn: I say it’s all just an act by James Magnum to get into Lynch’s head.
Magnum gets to his feet and dusts off his tights before nodding at Lynch; he even gives Lynch a small, quiet clap. Lynch just shrugs and does a quick bow before the two lock up collar-and-elbow again. Lynch pushes Magnum into the northern ropes and Ref. Rana tells him to release on the ropes. Lynch does so and as Magnum comes off the ropes, Lynch gives him a quick kick to the stomach before whipping him into the southern ropes, Magnum rebounds and Lynch catches him with a nice armdrag. Magnum quickly gets back to his feet as Lynch readjusts his short. Magnum hurriedly locks up with Lynch again but Magnum gets him with a knee lift to the midsection. Magnum grabs him and Irish whips him into the northwest turnbuckle. Magnum runs into Lynch with a high knee and following up with a few knee strikes to the abdominals. Magnum stops and Lynch slumps down the turnbuckle into a seated position. Magnum takes the incentive and backs away; getting a running start but Lynch rolls out of the way leaving Magnum’s knee to collide with the second turnbuckle. Magnum grabs his knee and turns around but Lynch shoves him into the turnbuckle and lays a hard right hand on Magnum that wobbles him. Lynch holds him up and starts to lay in a series of right handed punches. Ref. Rana steps in and tells Lynch to back off; Lynch complies as Magnum stumbles out of the corner. Lynch comes up behind the groggy Magnum and picks him and stalls a bit for a falling backdrop, Lynch goes for the cover; hooking Magnum’s leg in the process. Ref. Rana counts one… Magnum kicks out.
Campbell: It might seem that Lynch is starting to take control of this match. Vaughn: Just because Lynch was able to get a one count doesn’t mean he’ll take control. Campbell: I don’t know Vic, once Lynch gets started it’s hard for most people to stop him. Vaughn: Well now, James Magnum isn’t most people.
Lynch grabs Magnum and pulls him to his feet but Magnum hits him with a right punch and then another followed by a kick to ribs before Magnum Irish whips Lynch into the eastern ropes. Lynch rebounds into a running leg lariat from Magnum; the force of the kick sends Lynch sprawling over to the top rope. Magnum walks over to the eastern ropes and sits on the middle rope making a opening as he tells Lynch to come back inside. Lynch gets to his feet and climbs up on the apron; he looks at Magnum as he enters the ring. Both men walk back over to the center of the ring. They take a moment before locking up again, Lynch comes out of top with a headlock but Magnum pushes Lynch away. Lynch turns back and receives a charging elbow from Magnum; that staggers Lynch. Magnum grabs Lynch and pulls him into a fisherman brainbuster that drives Lynch’s head into the mat. Magnum hooks a leg as Ref. Rana counts; one… tw- Lynch gets the left shoulder up.
Magnum gets to his feet and decides to head over to the southwestern turnbuckle. Magnum climbs up and starts to set up but Lynch gets to his feet and runs over to the turnbuckle. Magnum tries to kick him away but Lynch is able to pull Magnum down to the mat. Lynch raises his foot to stomp on Magnum but Magnum quickly slides out of the ring. Magnum walks over to the barricade and takes a breather as Lynch watches; Lynch then walks over to the western ropes and sits on the middle rope. Magnum turns around to see Lynch motioning for him to come back into the ring. Magnum shakes his head at the taunt and climbs onto the apron, entering the ring. Lynch and Magnum lock up collar-and-elbow once again. Lynch pushes Magnum into the southeast turnbuckle, pushing into before letting go and hitting Magnum with a hard right hand. Lynch then whips Magnum into the northwest turnbuckle but Magnum runs up the turnbuckle doing a flip and landing behind Lynch. Lynch looks around but Magnum pushes Lynch into the turnbuckle and pulls him back into a roll up pin. Ref. Rana counts one… two… Lynch kicks out.
Campbell: A sneaky move from Magnum but Lynch is able to kick out. Vaughn: Sneaky? It’s a genius move that Lynch wasn’t expecting. I don’t know how he kicked out of it.
Lynch gets to his feet and runs at Magnum with a clothesline but Magnum ducks under it and grabs Lynch and Irish whips him but Lynch counters it and whips him instead. Magnum holds onto the ropes and Lynch charges him but Magnum counters him with a back body drop over the top rope. Lynch goes crashing down to the floor on ringside, upon landing Lynch quickly grabs his right shoulder; most likely hurting it from the fall. Smelling blood in the water, Magnum exits the ring after Lynch and grabs him, pulling him to his feet. Ref. Rana starts a ten count as Magnum looks around before shoving Lynch into the apron; making sure to have Lynch hit his right shoulder on it. One!!! Lynch grabs his shoulder but Magnum doesn’t let up and holds Lynch against the apron before whipping him into the announce table; shoulder first.
Campbell: And the action is now on the outside of the ring fans. Vaughn: I think Magnum might be on to something here Chuck. Campbell: Well he seems to have a weak spot on Lynch with his shoulder ever since he fell out of the ring he’s been favoring it. Vaughn: Plus Magnum knows that Lynch always uses that shoulder to hit the Lynch Mob. No shoulder, No Lynch Mob. Campbell: As that may be Vic, Lynch isn’t a one trick pony though.
Two!!! Magnum walks over to Lynch; who’s holding his right shoulder, and pulls him back up. Three!!! Magnum pushes Lynch back a bit before whipping him into the steel steps shoulder first; moving them a good three feet from their place. Four!!! Lynch lets out a howl as he grabs his right shoulder. Five!!! Magnum takes a second to look at Lynch before walking over to him. Six!!! Rolls into the ring before quickly rolling back out in order to break the count; so he can do more damage to Lynch, Ref. Rana tells Magnum to get the action back inside the ring but Magnum ignores. One!!! Magnum turns to Lynch and Lynch levels Magnum with a left arm clothesline. Two!!! Lynch stomps away on the chest of Magnum; who tries to get away but Lynch keeps stomping on his chest regardless. Three!!! Lynch finally lets up and walks over to the announce table to catch his breath. Four!!! Magnum gets up but Lynch catches him with a knee to the gut that doubles Magnum over. Five!!! Lynch drives an elbow into Magnum’s neck but Lynch doesn’t let him fall, he grabs him and throws him back first against the apron. Six!!! Magnum falls to his knees while holding his back. Lynch rubs his shoulder before sliding into the ring halfway then sliding back out to break the count.
Campbell: What started out as a scientific match is now a ringside brawl. Vaughn: You know it was going to come to this, that ring can’t hold these two men. Hell this arena probably can’t hold the tension between these two. Campbell: I just hope this match doesn’t end in a DQ or a Count out, that’d be a disappointing end to this match. Vaughn: I don’t care as long as they brutalize each other.
Ref. Rana starts to look annoyed as he starts again. One!!! Lynch rotates his shoulder but Magnum pops to his feet and catches lynch with a kick to the shoulder. Two!!! Magnum grabs and whips Lynch into the announce table but Lynch stops himself from crashing into it. Magnum quickly runs at hi while his back is turned but Lynch’s sixth sense kicks in and he turns around to see Magnum coming at him. Three!!! Lynch counters Magnum with a huge Spinebuster onto the table but it doesn’t break and both men slide down the table and into Vic Vaughn as Charlie Campbell is able to make it to safety.
Campbell: Fans it appears the action is picking up so much that not even Vic Vaughn is safe. Vic? Vic, are you alright?
Lynch and Magnum lay on the floor in a heap on top of poor ole Vic Vaughn.
Vaughn: (Static) Campbell: Vic I can’t hear you Vaughn: (Static) Campbell: Folks forgive me for these technical difficulties at the moment.
Seven!!! James Magnum is somehow able to make it to his feet first. He stops and looks at the scene on the floor; Vic Vaughn stops fiddling with his headset and looks at Magnum in hopes that he’ll help him. Magnum shakes his head and continues back to the ring. Eight!!! Magnum, knowing he won’t win the title by count out decides to break the count again.
Vic: Can you hear me Chuck?!?!?! There is nothing technical or difficult about this situation. Just get Lynch OFF OF ME!!!!
Campbell shrugs and tries to pulls Lynch off but is somewhat heavier than he is but the action may have seemed to wake Lynch as he starts to move. Magnum slides back out the ring and walks over to the table looking for Lynch. Ref. Rana calls out to Magnum and tells him to get back in the ring. Magnum turns around and starts to argue with the Ref. Lynch gets off of Vaughn, Lynch leans against the barricade as Vaughn watches him; not amused in the slightest. Lynch decides to climb up on the table as Magnum is still arguing with Ref. Rana. Lynch calls out to Magnum who turns around; Lynch leaps of the table and catches Magnum with a diving clothesline. Both men lay on the floor; Magnum holds his back as Lynch favors his shoulder. Ref. Rana decides to start a ten count… again. One!!! Lynch rolls over to a seated position as he holds his shoulder. Two!!! Lynch grabs onto the apron to pull himself up as Magnum starts to get to his feet. Three!!! Lynch turns to Magnum and Magnum hits him with a left but Lynch ducks under and pushes him back first into the apron. Four!!! Magnum grabs his back and Lynch throws a left arm clothesline that Magnum grabs but Lynch counter that into a Russian Leg sweep into the apron that hurts his shoulder and Magnum’s back in the process. Both men slump down the apron.
Campbell: After Lynch and Magnum got close and personal with Vic Vaughn it seems they might have no intention of getting back into the ring. Vaughn: They better not come back over here, I smell like beer now thanks to Lynch.
Six!!! Lynch grabs Magnum and rolls him into the ring; Lynch quickly slides in after him and goes for the pin. Ref. Rana counts One… Two… Magnum kicks out. Lynch rubs the sweat off his head before pulling Magnum to his feet. Lynch whips him into the southern ropes and rebounds into a dropkick from Lynch. Lynch holds his shoulder as he makes a cover; using his left arm to hook the leg. Ref. Rana counts One… Magnum sits up kicking out in the process. Lynch drives his left elbow into the back of Magnum’s neck before digging his knee in right after then following up with a chin lock. Lynch pulls back on Magnum’s chin as Ref. Rana asks Magnum if he wants to submit. Magnum says no as he grabs Lynch’s hands, he focuses more of the right arm knowing that it’s weaker. Lynch tries to hold on but his shoulder doesn’t have the same strength as his will and Magnum breaks free from the chin lock. Magnum pulls ynch by his right arm, Magnum kicks him in the gut before grabbing up the right arm and does a snap single arm DDT; driving Lynch’s arm and shoulder into the mat. Lynch instantly grabs his arm but Magnum doesn’t let up, he stalks Lynch and drives his knee into his right shoulder. Lynch flattens against the mat and Magnum does a jumping knee drop this time. Magnum grabs Lynch’s right arm and applies a keylock. Lynch struggles to get free as Ref. Rana asks him if he wants to submit. Lynch shakes his head “No” and continues to struggles. Magnum applies the hold deeper and Lynch drives his knee into Magnum’s back, then again, and once more. Lynch then uses his left arm to start punching Magnum in the face forcing him to release the lock. Magnum rolls away to the east side of the ring as Lynch feels over his right arm. Magnum gets to his feet as does Lynch but Magnum kicks him in the shoulder causing Lynch to flinch. Magnum grabs Lynch and tries a head and arm suplex but Lynch holds his ground and elbows Magnum in the neck. Lynch continues the elbows until Magnum releases him, Magnum lets go and Lynch quickly grabs him into a Half Nelson and slams him on the mat with a authority. Magnum is still as Lynch lies on the mat too. Ref. Rana looks to start a ten count but Lynch pulls himself over to Magnum and uses his left arm to hook a leg. Ref Rana counts one… two… Magnum kicks out.
Campbell: And a two count for the champion Lynch. Vaughn: I hope Magnum destroys that shoulder of his. Campbell: Lynch is at a disadvantage here with only one arm. Vaughn: One man’s disadvantage is another man’s advantage, this just plays into James Magnum’s hand.
Lynch gets to his feet and slowly pulls Magnum up to his feet. Lynch gives him some left hand shots before whipping him into the western ropes. Magnum rebounds but stops Lynch’s clothesline and kicks him in the midsection. Magnum whips Lynch into the southeast turnbuckle, Magnum runs in but Lynch is able to get out of the way leaving Magnum to collide with the turnbuckle. Lynch pushes Magnum back into the turnbuckle and turns him around to face him. Magnum droops a bit but Lynch lays a hard left chop on his chest. Magnum grabs his chest but Lynch pushes him back up and lays another chop. Magnum yells out from the pain but Lynch lays another chop after chop after chop turning into a series of chops that gets the crowd fired up. Lynch finally stops and Magnum holds his chest gingerly. Lynch grabs Magnum and leads him out of the turnbuckle but Magnum grabs him from behind but Lynch elbows him in the neck. Magnum releases him and stumbles forward holding his neck. Lynch follows him with his elbow held high but Magnum turns around and grabs the elbow and Lynch, countering it into “The U”. Magnum rolls Lynch over and covers him as Ref. Rana counts. One… Two… Lynch gets his left shoulder up. Magnum gets up and drives his knee into Lynch’s right shoulder earning a yelp from him. Lynch rolls away but Magnum grabs a hold of him and pulls him up. Magnum then gives Lynch a T-Bone Suplex then quickly following it up with some stomps to the shoulder then a knee drop right on it. Magnum covers Lynch again, Ref. Rana counts One… Two… Lynch gets his right shoulder up.
Campbell: I don’t how much more punishment Lynch’s shoulder can take? Vaughn: Lynch should just quit while he still has his other limbs. Campbell: This match has seen all kinds of action and it looks like neither wants to call it quits.
Magnum pulls Lynch up to his feet but Lynch kicks him in the stomach and goes for the Lynch Mob but Lynch grabs his right shoulder from having irritated it thus stopping the move. Magnum grabs Lynch with a rear waist lock and heaves Lynch over with a German suplex, Lynch grabs his shoulder from the impact but Magnum holds on. Magnum pulls Lynch back up and heaves him over for a second German suplex, Magnum holds on back takes a bit longer to get back to his feet. Magnum pulls Lynch up and- no Lynch blocks the attempt and counters with his own rear waist lock but Magnum blocks his attempt at a German suplex. Lynch hits Magnum in the neck with his left elbow, then again and once more before somehow heaving Magnum over for his own German suplex. Ref. Rana hurries and checks both men as they lay on the mat; he decides to start a ten count. One!!! Both men lay on the mat, Magnum is motionless as Lynch holds his right shoulder. Two!!! Three!!! Four!!! Lynch rolls onto his stomach and looks around for Magnum. Five!!! Lynch starts to pull himself using his left arm. Six!!! He pulls himself over to Magnum and lays on him for the cover. Ref. Rana counts the pin; one… two… th- Magnum kicks out. Lynch sits up and grabs his head at the frustration of Magnum kicking out.
Campbell: Unbelievable Vic, I didn’t think James Magnum would kick out. Vaughn: That’s all Lynch’s fault he should’ve hooked a leg. Campbell: Maybe but both of these men are bringing everything they got into this match.
Lynch gets up and walks over to the northeast turnbuckle; he takes a stance as he seems to set up for a spear. After several seconds Magnum gets to his feet, Lynch runs at him, Magnum turns to him and sends him into the southwest turnbuckle post shoulder first. Lynch holds his shoulder as he steps out of the turnbuckle and into Magnum’s waiting arms. Magnum lifts him up into a jumping tombstone- wait no it’s a jumping shoulder breaker in which Magnum drives Lynch’s right shoulder into his knee. Lynch falls on the mat and Magnum quickly covers him. Ref. Rana counts one… two… th- Lynch gets his left shoulder up. Magnum doesn’t sweat it and pulls Lynch up to his feet; he whips Lynch into the northern ropes. Lynch rebounds and ducks under the high knee, Magnum turns around into a huge Spinebuster from Lynch. Lynch pauses to feel over his right shoulder before making the cover- Magnum was faking as he grabs Lynch’s right arm and puts him into some crazy looking submission hold.
Vaughn: Chuck what is that hold? Campbell: That right there is an Omo Plata, Vic. It’s a very dangerous submission and it might spell the end for Lynch. Vaughn: I hope he snaps his arm… by accident of course. Campbell: I didn’t even know James Magnum knew that hold. Vaughn: Well Lynch knows it now too.
Lynch struggles within the Omo Plata as Magnum makes sure that it’s on securely. Lynch struggles but refuses to tap as he grabs onto Ref. Rana. Lynch can feel the pain searing in his arm and shoulder. Ref. Rana asks him again but Lynch yells “No!!!” and places his left hand firmly on the mat and starts to pull himself and Magnum over to the southern ropes. Lynch stops just a foot or two short of the ropes; he’s exhausted from the extra weight of Magnum. Lynch reaches out to the bottom rope but Magnum sees his hand and grabs it bringing it back into a fujiwara armbar. Lynch can’t help but scream from the added pain.
Vaughn: Yes it does over he’s gonna tap!!! Campbell: This might be it folks, I don’t think Lynch can get out of this submission.
Lynch looks around as the fans start to chant “Please Don’t Tap!!! Please Don’t Tap!!!”. Magnum pulls back more on the left arm, starting to bend it almost awkwardly.
Vaughn: Let him tap!!!
Lynch closes his eyes, leans into the mat and places his left leg on the bottom rope. Magnum looks lost for words as Ref. Rana tells him to release the hold. Magnum does so and Lynch rolls out of the ring. Magnum goes out after Lynch; he finds him and drives an elbow into Lynch’s shoulder. Magnum pulls Lynch and whips but Lynch counters and whips him into the steel steps back first. Lynch falls to floor as he tries to rest some of the pain away. Ref. Rana rolls his eyes and counts again, One!!! Neither man appears to be moving. Two!!! Three!!! Four!!!
Campbell: I don’t know how much longer these men can continue, Magnum’s back and nec have to hurting like crazy after hitting those steel steps. Lynch’s right arm is of barely any use to him either. Vaughn: All I know is that if Lynch wins after all that has happened, I’ll eat my tie. Campbell: Are you sure Vic? Vaughn: Positive, One hundred percent.
Five!!! Lynch gets up; having seen better days, he grabs Magnum and rolls him into the ring. Lynch enters the ring and grabs Magnum, he pulls him to his feet and kicks him but Magnum grabs his foot and pulls him into Showtime!!! (Codebreaker) that sends Lynch to the mat, Magnum quickly covers him as Ref. Rana counts; One… Two… Thre- Lynch grabs the bottom rope. Magnum gets flustered and yells at Ref. Rana who tells that he can’t do anything about Lynch grabbing the bottom rope. Magnum pulls Lynch up; who wobbles a bit too, Magnum whips Lynch into the northern ropes, Magnum runs into the souther ropes and comes off with a strong clothesline but Lynch somehow ducks under it. Lynch turns around slowly but reacts quickly enough to grab a Superkick that was aimed for his jaw. Magnum hops around on one foot and Lynch spins him around and kicks him in the stomach and goes for a Left armed Lynch Mob that connects and sends Magnum flying down to the mat. Not used to using his left arm so much Lynch pauses and looks for Magnum quickly going for a cover. Ref. Rana counts One… Two… … Lynch looks up at Ref. Rana telling him that Magnum’s foot is on the bottom rope.
Vaughn: Magnum may’ve not won but the match still continues due to Lynch’s boneheaded mistake. Campbell: You seem to forget that Magnum made the same mistake as well.
Lynch pulls Magnum up to his feet but Magnum pushes Lynch then sends him into the southeast turnbuckle. Lynch stumbles back and turns around into another Showtime but Lynch holds on to Magnum’s legs and turns him over into a Boston Crab- no Lynch releases the crab and does a stepover toehold followed by a facelock; it’s The End!!!!
Vaughn: Are you serious?! Lynch pulls out The End, how? Magnum did all that shoulder work, ruined his dominate arm and his main finisher!! Campbell: I told you, Lynch isn’t a one trick pony.
Magnum is shocked as he tries to claw his way out of the hold. Magnum is stuck in near mid ring and he can’t find the ropes with his free leg. Lynch pulls back harder with his left arm; using most of it for leverage. Magnum shouts and hollers at Ref. Rana who asks him if he wants to quit. Magnum shakes his head no but he knows he can’t fight The End forever. Ref. Rana turns around as Nick Malone slides into the south side of the ring.
Campbell: Nick Malone? Vaughn: It’s Nick Malone he’s come to save us from this possible travesty. Campbell: Do you think this might be Nick’s way of getting revenge for Cheap Heat winning earlier. Vaughn: Cheap Heat can have the Tag Titles but they won’t have the Inferno Title any longer.
Nick tries to get past Ref.Rana but he keeps Nick at bay and tells him to leave the ring. Unbeknownst to Ref. Rana and Lynch, Mr. Enigma quietly creeps by and makes his way over to the timekeeper; grabbing the Inferno Belt.
Vaughn: Nick bought Mr. Enigma too. Campbell: Yeah, what’s he doing with the Inferno Title?
Lynch has had enough and releases the submission on Magnum. Lynch gets up and gets into Nick Malone’s face but Ref. Rana keeps the two apart. Mr. Enigma slides into the ring as Ref. Rana escorts Nick out of the ring. Lynch turns around but and sees Mr. Enigma too late as he clocks hi over the head with the Inferno Title. Mr. Enigma rolls out of the ring and hides. Magnum crawls over to Lynch and covers him as Ref. Rana turns around as Nick leaves ringside. The fans start to boo and throw items at the ring. “This is Bullshit!!!” as Ref. Rana quickly counts, James Magnum counts with him in arrogance; One… Two… Three!!!
Winner James Magnum
Post Match
Ref. Rana raises James Magnum’s hand in victory as Lynch lies on the mat.
Vaughn: Nick Malone strikes again, helping James Magnum become the new Inferno Champion. Campbell: How can you be so happy about this, they’ve ruined such a hard fought match only for it to end in controversy. Vaughn: Don’t be mad causes you don’t like the outcome at least be happy for the new champion. Campbell: I’d be happy if he won it fair and square but he didn’t.
James Magnum exits the ring and Mr. Enigma reappears. Mr. Enigma looks at the Inferno Title before handing it over to James Magnum. Magnum and Enigma have an awkward stare before Magnum dismisses it and raises the title above his head. Nick Malone walks up the ramp as Magnum holds his belt high in the air and The Legend of Destiny looks on in approval.
Campbell: Does this mean? Vaughn: YES! YES IT DOES! Just when I was heartbroken about the Saints losing the tag titles, something better just might have happened! Campbell: I can't believe this...
Inside the ring, Lynch is coming to, and sits there in defeat while he holds his right shoulder. Besides the excruciating pain, he feels cheated and disappointed. He gets to his and walks over to Ref. Rana asking him what the hell that was about? Ref. Rana tries to explain himself but Lynch is too angry for simple apologies. He turns around to walk away as Ref. Rana sighs in relief but Lynch turns back around even quicker and catches Ref. Rana with a left armed Lynch Mob leaving the Ref, stretched out. Lynch looks down at him before looking at the crowd who start to give him a standing ovation. Lynch seems to calm down as he leaves the ring. The fans still clap for him as he makes his way up the ramp. Lynch stops on the stage and raises is left arm, basking in the crowds respect before turning around and heading to the back
Campbell: I still gotta give it up to Lynch. He should have won this match, but it just goes to show what the Saints are capable of. Vaughn: Lynch got exactly what he deserves. Campbell: I thought you liked Lynch?! Vaughn: Now that he got owned by the Saints. Lynch can eat a dick! Campbell: That's messed up! Make sure Lynch doesn't hear ya or he'll whoop that ass. Anyway, with all the happening that have been going on tonight, Desiree Sanchez is backstage to give us a report.
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Time To Man Up
The scene is set in the backstage area where Desiree Sanchez is walking through the hallways rather quickly, while being followed by a camera.
Sanchez: It’s no secret that the Outbreak GM has been quite the busy man tonight, but it doesn’t look like he’s showing any signs of stopping.
She continues to walk briskly towards Jamison’s office
Sanchez: With rumors of apparent sexual relations with Jamilyn Cornett, a controversial meeting with Tara Shannon, and suspension of now former FTW Shockwave Champion, Harmony, it’s been an eventful evening to say the least.
Looking down the hallway, Desiree sees CJ just leaving his office.
Sanchez: But news making the rounds is that Mr. Jamison plans to address a few other things, as well. Let’s see if we can get a quick word.
The sound of Desiree’s clicking heels as she runs manages to get Chad’s attention as he turns and looks less than pleased in having to deal with the media.
Sanchez: Mr. Jamison, looks like you’ve been having a busy…
He quickly cuts her off.
Jamison: Nuh uh. None of that. I’m not talking about any other crap, than what I want to talk about. It hasn’t been the best of nights for me and somebody’s gonna have to pay for that…
Sanchez: You don’t seem like the type to take your anger out on someone else.
Jamison: Not unless there’s good reason, Desi. And believe you me, I have good reason.
Sanchez: So, what’d you have in mind?
Jamison: Every freakin’ week, I have to here these blasé retorts from Mason Douglas. I say something on Outbreak and the next day he thinks he gets the last word on Rampage. But quite frankly, that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Sanchez: But what does Mason Douglas have to do with anything that’s happened tonight?
An unexpected scoff from CJ.
Jamison: Are you kidding me? Do you see how overwhelmed I am here tonight? I’m tired of having to wait for Mason to get “adjusted” to the job.
Sanchez: Hm. I guess that’s a way of looking at it.
Jamison: This is his first pay-per-view as a General Manager and quite frankly, orientation is over. It’s time for him to finally step up to the plate.
Sanchez: What do you mean? He’s been doing a great job over on Rampage.
Jamison: That’s because of what I’ve managed to build on Outbreak. He’s simply reaping the benefits from my efforts!
It’s plain to see that the Outbreak GM is getting frustrated in having to explain himself.
Sanchez: So, what do you plan on doing?
Jamison: I plan on talking ol’ Masey to task…
A devious grin forms on the Outbreak GM’s face.
Jamison: No doubt that Boiling Point has been a very special pay-per-view. It’s met all the hype and then some, and we still have the main event coming up! But since we’re nearing the end of the evening, I have my eyes set on the next pay-per-view.
Sanchez: You mean Behind Enemy Lines?
Jamison: Indeed, I do. Quite frankly, I’m tired of having to practically manage the Inferno Division in addition to the Shockwave division, so it’s about damn time that Mason Douglas took some responsibility!
CJ stares sternly into the camera.
Jamison: I hereby challenge Mason Douglas to a match!
Sanchez: Whoa! Are you serious?! Mason Douglas is an accomplished wrestler. Do you really think that you can compete with him?
Jamison: I’m not talking about getting into the ring with him. I’m gonna do him a favor and spare him the embarrassment!
A “yeah, sure” type of look from Desiree.
Jamison: I’m talking about putting a team together. He puts together a group of Inferno wrestlers and I’m gonna put together an small army of Shockwave wrestlers. We’ll put those two teams in there against each and we’ll see what the hell happens!
Sanchez: That’s quite the interesting proposition.
Jamison: Of course, it is. I’m a creative genius, damn it! And if Mason Douglas has any balls, he’ll give me an answer by the next episode of Rampage.
With that, the Outbreak GM storms off the scene as we get ready for our main event of the evening.
Campbell: Quite the challenge laid down by GM Jamison right there. Vaughn: Damn, I'm already excited for Behind Enemy Lines and Boiling Point isn't even over yet! Campbell: Indeed, partner. The best part is yet to come. The moment we've all been waiting for! Let's hand it over to ring announcer, Trevor Ginsley.
Ginsley: Ladies and gentlemen, it's the moment we've all been waiting for. It's now time for our main event of the evening for this Midsummer Classic, BOILING POINT!
The crowd begins to cheer for the announcement of this highly anticipated encounter.
Ginsley: The following singles contest is a 30-Minute Ultimate Submission Match. There will be no pinfalls, countouts, or disqualifications. The only way to score a fall is via submission. The competitor with the most submissions recorded at the end of the time period will be the UNDISPUTED FTW WORLD CHAMPION!
FIIIIIYAAAAAH!
Jimmy Hendrix’s unmistakable guitar riff takes to the speakers as William Haze and Naima energetically appear from backstage, pausing for a moment atop the stage to bask in the mixed, yet staggeringly loud response. Their walk to the ring looks like something out of a Rolling Stones documentary as the two strut down the aisle. Once they make it to the bottom of the ramp they stop. Haze surveys the crowd as Naima stands besides him with her hands on her hips and after a few moments springs forward onto the apron. She does a quick shimmy for the crowd and then enters the ring (she has the same entrance as Layla). Haze quickly fixes his fro and slides in after her. He then walks over to the middle of the ring ropes and climbs it (one foot on the center rope, one on the bottom like Edge), opens his arms outward as if to embrace the crowd, and begins to sway back and forth, eyes closed. Naima can be seen clapping in the background and waving to the fans in attendance. Haze does the same pose for the opposing side of the ring, then backs away to the same corner as Naima.
Ginsley: And now! Making his way to the ring accompanied by Naima, weighing in at 226 pounds, hailing from Fresno California! WIIIIIIIILLIIIIIIIAM HAAAAAAAAZE!!!
Campbell: This guy's been an absolute stud here in FTW. Vaughn: Coming up short for the FTW World Championship multiple times, makes you a stud? Campbell: Don't be so cynical, Vic. Fact of the matter is, William Haze is a highly talented competitor who's definitely worthy of challenge for the top title in this company. Vaughn: I know, I'm just joking. I'm actually a pretty big fan of William Haze. I just hope he manages to put all this controversy to rest. Campbell: Well, this match will certainly accomplish that. The challenger is now in the ring!
"Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira begins blaring over the intercom system as the lights dim just about halfway. There is a purple spotlight at the top of the ramp. After a few seconds, you see a shadow as none other than Gabriella spins right into that. Simple purple pyrotechnics shoot out from behind her - nothing fancy - as the lights turn on right after they're done. Gabriella walks down the ramp in a few skips, as she claps some fans hands on the way. As she finishes skipping, she simply stands there momentarily, as she looks around - in silence before match. She then goes to the steel steps, walk on them, then stands on middle of apron as she does a little belly dance, before walking in-between the ropes and into the ring. She stands in the middle as she starts exercising her legs awaiting the match to begin.
Ginsley: Hailing from Orlando, Flooorida.... weighing at one hundred and twweeenty threee pounds... she is... GABRIELLA!
Campbell: Ever since the return of Full Throttle Wrestling, the World Championship has been marred by inconsistency and unworthy champions. After months of futility, Gabriella has restored credibility to the FTW World Championship and restored it's prestige. Vaughn: Why not just get out there in the ring and lick her vagina, right now? Campbell: Cut it out! It's true! Gabriella has been an excellent champion and she faces the toughest challenge in her title reign right now. I can only hope she can dispose of this problem and continue her legendary run. Vaughn: If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're rooting for Gabriella! Campbell: You're rooting for Haze aren't ya? Vaughn: Ooohhh. Things just got even more interesting!
The entire arena is in a buzz in anticipation of this monumental match. Both competitors are finally in the ring as the arena responds with an eerie silence. Everyone knows the importance of this moment right here. Perhaps no one knows it better than the two competitors in the match. The challenger stands in the northwest corner of the ring with his back against the turnbuckle. He stares out across the ring over at the champion who looks focused as ever. She has the FTW World Championship belt fastened around her waist as it glistens under the arena lights. Neither competitor seems nervous, or at least, is doing a good job of hiding it.
Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey approaches the champion in order to take possession of title belt. Gabriella unlatches the title belt from behind her waist and hands it over to Kelsey. The Senior Referee presents the title belt to the champion and receives her acknowledgment that she understands that she will be defending her championship in this main event match. Kelsey walks across the ring over to the challenger. Gabriella has her eyes locked on Haze and “The Righteous One” is staring right back.
It isn’t until the FTW World Championship belt is presented to him that he looks away from the champion. He stares at the belt for a moment before gently running his hand across it. A few seconds later he looks up at Kelsey and nods indicating that he will indeed be challenging for the championship. Following Haze’s acknowledgment, Kelsey comes back to center ring, folds bacl the straps of the championship belt, and presents it to all four sides of the American Airlines Arena. Faint cheers are heard from the crowd and soon after, Senior Referee Kelsey moves over to the eastern side of the ring to hand the belt over to ring announcer Trevor Ginsley.
Campbell: Now that the belt has been secured and the pre-match formalities have finally been completed, the moment we’ve been waiting for has finally arrived. Vaughn: Couldn’t come soon enough, damn it! As much as I love staring at Naima, I want to see some action! Campbell: I don’t think we’re going to have wait much longer, “Slick”!
Indeed they don’t, as Senior Referee Kelsey comes back to center ring. He doesn’t bother to check either competitor for illegal weapons. He knows that both challenger are champion are upstanding competitors ready to put on a good, clean match. At this point, Gabriella and Haze are leaning forward, chomping at the bit to get this thing started. Kelsey points at both of them for a customary last minute check and then finally calls for the bell. The buzz from the crowd erupts into cheers as both of them come out of their respective corners!
Both are slow coming out of the gates, cautious not to get ahead of themselves. They know they have to preserve themselves for the duration of the thirty minute period. Slowly but surely, they both get closer towards each other after some circling. Instantaneously, they both move in at the same exact moment and engage in a collar-elbow tie up. The challenger with nearly half a foot of height advantage over Gabriella and over a 100 lb. weight advantage, has a definitive edge in leverage and power. He quickly backs down Gabriella towards the southwestern corner. .
The crafty champion manages to use Haze’s momentum against him by quickly slipping out of the tie-up into an arm wrench on Haze’s left arm. She transitions into a hammerlock. Before allowing Haze to encounter she does a front leg sweep with her right thigh getting Haze down on the mat on his belly. She still has the hammerlock in place, but the challenger gets up to a knee to get himself some room to somersault forward to counter the hammerlock and get out of it. Before he gets back to his feet it looks like Gabriella is ready to continue grappling only to have Haze connect with an arm drag from a seated position. He quickly bolts to his feet and both opponents face each other down.
Vaughn:: You don’t see many exchanges like that, now do ya, Mr. Calculating? Campbell; Can’t say that I have. But the fact that these two are square one is a testament to how prepared they are for this. Vaughn: In all of our years of calling matches, I don’t think I can recall seeing two more focused competitors than we’re watching right now.
Indeed, they’re back to where they started as Haze backs up and creates some distance this time. Gabriella doesn’t have much room to cover as she walks slowly to square up against the challenger. They meet mid-ring against in a collar-elbow tie-up. This time, Haze is quick to transition into a side headlock. He looks for a headlock takedown and its executed to perfection. The champion has a quick counter as she throws up her legs for a headscissors. She squeezes tightly to try and force the submission, but Haze moves sideways to try and get to his feet. His head is trapped between her thighs as she leans back on her palms on the mat to get extra force behind the headscissors.
Vaughn: Gosh, what I’d do to be in that submission…
Suddenly, Haze just ups and lifts Gabriella right out of the position. The champion is startled by the sudden change and she quickly releases the headscissors to prevent herself from getting powerbombed. Still, Haze catches her mid-transition and grabs a hold of her to go back into an awe-inspiring northern lights suplex.
With no pinfalls in the match, Haze maintains the hold on Gabriella’s body and quickly somersaults backwards right into arm-triangle submission attempt!
The move catches the champion off guard, but she’s still prepared to defends as she slips her arm arm out from underneath Haze’s armpit and scrambles to her feet. She’s quicker up to a vertical base and is poised and ready to hit the challenger with a dropkick to his back as he’s getting to his feet. Haze staggers forwards and lands into the ropes but doesn’t fall. Facing the eastern ropes, he turns to his left not seeing that Gabriella’s passed by him on his right.
She moves forward with a handspring right into the ropes, bounces right off the ropes, lands on her feet, and leaps into the air with the momentum to drill her ankle into the back of Haze’s head with an enziguri!
Campbell: That move never ceases to amaze me. Vaughn: No question that the champion has the speed and agility advantage in this match and she’s showing it right now. Campbell: Safe thing to say. In most matches, Haze would probably have that edge, but this obviously isn’t most matches.
Face down on the mat, Haze doesn’t stay there for long as he rolls forward to try and hide any impact from the handspring enziguri. Gabriella’s right there to keep the pressure on him though. As soon as he turns around, she comes charging at him and leaps into the air to straddle his face with a hurricanrana! The momentum of her body forces Haze to stumbles backwards toward the western ropes. With his back eventually against them, Gabriella contorts her body and finished the hurricanrana by sending Haze over the top rope to the outside of the ring!
She manages to hold onto the top rope and stands on the ring apron waiting to see how Haze deals with the sudden move. Once she sees “The Righteous One” getting back to his feet she turns around, leaps onto the middle ropes, and flips backwards for a springboard moonsault towards the entrance ramp!
Unbeknownst to Gabriella, Haze knows exactly what’s coming and uses perfect timing to nail a dropkick right into the abdomen of the First Lady of FTW! The force of the dropkick sends Gabriella back into the direction that she coming with the moonsault, but she somehow lands on her side, relatively safely, as the fans hold their collective breath!
Campbell: Haze could have damn near paralyzed Gabriella right there! Vaughn: That would make it pretty easy for a submission, wouldn’t it? Campbell: You’re thinking about a submission?! A career could have ended just there! Vaughn: Don’t be such a worrywart. You’re not giving enough credit to Gabriella. She knows how to preserve herself.
Following the gasp-inducing exchange, Haze decides to take a few seconds to gather himself as Gabriella fights off the pains from the landing. With momentum now in his side, Haze waits for the champion to get back to her feet. He stays out of her view by favoring Gabriella’s back. As the First Lady is getting back to her, Haze lifts her up into a high angle backdrop and drills her back right into the ring apron!
The champion immediately clutches that region, showing favor, especially after the tough fall just moments ago.
Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is right on top of the action, sure not to initiate a 10-count, as all the action on the outside is legal. Seeing some blood in the water, Haze decides not wait for Gabriella this time. He lifts her up off her feet and goes running into the northwestern ring post on the outside doing more damage to Gabriella’s back! The First Lady quickly falls down and flails her legs with her eyes wincing in pain.
Not wanting to relent in his onslaught, Haze is feeling good about himself and decides to get Gabriella back to her feet and while lifting her, cockily slaps her in the back of the head! That manages to garner some boos from the crowd. But the fiery champion doesn’t take it in stride. She instead elbows Haze right into the abdomen and creates some distance. After doing that, she has enough to set up and connect with a savate kick right on target with Haze’s face!
Vaughn: Oooh! That’s gotta hurt! Campbell: I suppose that’s what you get for that sort of tactic, hm? Vaughn: Let’s not forget that out champion is a fiery Latina. She ain’t gonna take no crap from no man, boyfriend! Campbell: And you’re the one who calls me gay?
Taking whatever few seconds she has to recuperate, Gabriella keeps her eyes on Haze. She waits for Haze to get back to his feet and when he does, she immediately tries to keep control with a lariat takedown attempt but Haze ducks. The Righteous One turns right around to take control back, but Gabriella uses her speed to rattle off a European uppercut before he can do that.
Then another. And another. And another! The European uppercuts are doing some serious damage.
It’s a series of uppercuts that stings the challenger. Haze finds himself with his back the crowd barricade near the northwestern ring post on the outside. Eventually, the frustration of her back pain pushes Gabriella to throw all of her power into a final European uppercut that actually winds up sending Haze over the barricade into the crowd of fans!
Excited fans at ringside begin to cheer and start patting Haze on the back, who’s still trying to get his bearings. It’s not customary for fans to be able to see an FTW superstar up this close and this actually works to Haze’s detriment. Gabrielal had a look in her eye like she wants to try something special and rolls quickly into the ring.
Not much later, we find Gabriella on the top of the northwestern corner, staring at Haze who’s battling up to his feet. Fans look up at Gabriella in awe to see how high up in the air she is. Tunnel vision is in full effect for the champion as her eyes are locked on her target. Soon enough, the challenger is back to a vertical base. Poised and ready, Gabriella crouches down to get as much spring in her jump as possible and sails through the air.
Cameras flash violently throughout the arena as the scene seemingly dips into slow motion as Gabriella flies through the air, over the crowd barricade and connects with a missile dropkick on Haze into the crowd!!!
The American Airlines Arena roof is nearly blown off by the earth shattering response from the Miami fans!
Vaughn: Talk about a Boiling Point special moment! Holy crap, that woman can really fly! Campbell: She seemingly defied gravity there. What amazing athleticism from our very deserving champion! Vaughn: As if Gabriella wasn’t sexy enough as it is, she ups her points right there!
Needless to say, both competitors are down and out amongst members of the crowd. Fans are chanting “FT-DUB!, FT-DUB!, FT-DUB!” as both champion and challenger are doing their best to continue this match. Gabriella certainly did a ton of damage on herself in the process, but sure gave the fans in attendance a spectacle that they won’t soon forget. Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is right on top of the action as he hops over the crowd barricade to make sure both Haze and Gabriella are OK. They’ve seen better days but they’re ready and willing to compete and Kelsey moves right back out of the way. After several more second, Gabriella is up to her feet first. She grabs her back yet again, grabs a hold of Haze by the head, and tosses him back over the crowd barricade.
Back near ringside, Haze is crawling on his hands and knees away from Gabriella near the bottom of the entrance ramp. Gabriella gingerly steps over the crowd barricade as Haze is working his way up to his feet. The First Lady of FTW is waiting for Haze to turn around before she continues her attack. When he does, she comes charging in, but gets countered into a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker from Haze!
Critical damage is done to Gabriella as she favors her back yet again. Haze knows that all of his moves so far are certainly paying dividends for him right about now. The challenger knows exactly what he wants to do next and doesn’t wait for Gabriella to get back to her feet. He simply grabs a hold of Gabriella, lifts her up, and starts squeezing her in a bearhug. It’s easy to see that the move is effective as Gabriella is wincing. She does her best to hide the pain but it’s too much to bear. She tries to knock Haze with a few strikes, but it only makes him squeeze even harder, which causes Gabriella to scream in pain.
Campbell: What a highly intelligent move from the challenger here. Vaughn: Considering Gabriella’s frame, I don’t know how much more damage she can take her. She should cut her losses and try and recuperate. Campbell: Do you mean tap out, now? It must be hard for a champion to do, but I don’t think she really has much of a choice…
It looks like there’s no where to go for Gabriella. The larger and stronger Haze continues to squeeze Gabriella’s body even tighter as Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey looks on in concern. At this point, the champion doesn’t even have strength to compete with strikes. She tries to grab a hold of the nearby ring ropes from the outside, but Haze takes notice and walks away from ringside to make sure Gabriella is completely isolated.
Eventually, the bearhug becomes too much for Gabriella to bear, and she begins to tap furiously on Haze’s shoulder! Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey quickly intervenes and forces Haze to break the hold.
William Haze – 1 Gabriella – 0
Upon releasing the hold, Gabriella collapses to the floor and Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey instructs Haze to get back into the ring. The challenger complies and rolls into the ring and stands near the eastern side of the ropes. He looks on as Kelsey tends to Gabriella to see if she’s able and ready to continue competing. Gabriella pushes Kelsey aside and gingerly slides into the ring. Cheers from the crowd as Kelsey gets just about ready to reset this match.
Campbell: The first submission of this match has officially been scored and it goes to the challenger, William Haze. Vaughn: It’s not such a big deal that Haze got the first submission. I think it’s more important to consider the degree of damage Campbell: You bring up a good point, Vic. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re concerned about Gabriella. Vaughn: I have fantasies, Campbell. And if Gabriella is crippled, those fantasies have no possibility of coming true! Then again, it could be easier… Campbell: You’re sick and demented. Do you realize that? Vaughn: Wouldn’t have it any other way!
With both competitors back in the ring, all eyes are on the clock as Trevor Ginsley gets on the microphone for a friendly reminder.
Ginsley: There are 20 minutes left in the match!
Kelsey does a last minute check and resets the action as both competitors are ready to go again. Gabriella is noticeably slower and Haze wastes no time in going on the attack, knowing that the champion has been weakened. He quickly comes charging in with an STO Backbreaker that causes the crowd to wince and he then immediately transitions to a Russian legsweep which does even more damage to Gabriella’s back. Haze gets right up to his feet to test Gabs’ will to compete.
He isn’t surprised when Gabriella takes less than expected time to get back to a vertical base. The champion stares over at the challenger who begins to applaud. Gabriella smirks and shakes her head as they start to circle around each other yet again. Haze is light on his feet. He makes a quick dash towards the champion right into a headscissors takedown to an armbar but Gabriella quickly rolls forward to avoid the armbar before Haze can even get it locked in. With Haze still maintaining a grip on Gabriella, she decided to arm drag him over forcing him to release. She’s still in a seated position and Haze is up fairly quickly. He comes charging but walks right into a drop toe hold.
Clutching his face, Haze doesn’t realize that Gabriella rolls out of the way. She creates some distance and when The Righteous One looks at her, she comes running into with a beautiful shining wizard with a kick right into his face, doing further damage!
Campbell: Haze is a rather handsome man, but with all these shots to the face, he might not be as good-looking after this match. Vaughn: You think Gabriella likes taking shots to the face?! HAHAHA! Campbell: Who would like taking shots to the face, Vic? Vaughn: No wonder you’re a freakin’ virgin. Campbell: Am not!
Taking some much needed to time to gather herself, the champion watches as the challenger clutches his face some more. She waits for Haze to get back to his feet yet again and when he does, she comes rushing in with a spinning neckbreaker. The challenger manages to spin out the attempt though and when the opponents come face-to-face, Haze fluidly counters with a single knee facebuster, trying to pay back Gabriella for what she did to him. Gabriella manages to stay on her feet although she staggers back a bit into the northwestern turnbuckle. Haze quickly jumps to his feet and sandwiches the champion into the turnbuckle with a double knee strike. The force of the knee strike forces Gabriella to fall into a seated position and not even a split second later she gets hit with a dropkick from Haze!
No doubt that the challenger did some significant damage right there, but he waits for Gabriella, trying to think of ways to punish the champion further. He allows the champ to expend her energy by helping herself back up on her own and then decides to come charging and leaps into the air for a stinger splash, but Gabriella sidesteps the move and Haze crashes and burns!
She quickly comes out of the corner and doesn’t even wait for Haze to turn around. With his back to her, Gabriella musters up some strength to pull off a beautiful Dragon Suplex! The move connects with thunderous authority and Gabriella waits to see how Haze handles the adversity. It doesn’t take him too long to get back up and he comes charging at her to get control of the match back. She’s ready for him though and uses his own momentum against him with a Northern Lights Suplex of her own!
Taking a cue from what Haze did earlier in the match, she somersaults backwards but rather than going for a submission, she gets into a mount position and starts hammering Haze with forearm shivers for the very first arm strikes of this main event match!
Campbell: Look at the First Lady of FTW go! Vaughn: She needs whatever advantage she can get at this point in this match. She’s behind in the score, so she’s gotta use ever tool at her disposal. Campbell: I’m gonna have to agree with you partner.
The Righteous One does his best to cover and eventually bucks off Gabriella, who isn’t very top heavy. They both scramble to their feet, but Gabriella started in a better position, so she’s up first. She pounces on Haze, grabs a hold of him, and drills him down with a double arm DDT. But rather than letting his body fall to the side, she grabs a hold of him and locks in a guillotine choke while she has the challenger in full guard!
It looks pretty bad for Haze who immediately tries to squeeze his head out of the guillotine attempt. There’s no wiggle room for the challenger as Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is right on top of the action to see whether or not Haze is going to tap. The Righteous One is frantic to find a way out of the submission. Knowing that he can’t use technique to get out of it, he decides to use power instead. He powers up to his feet, but Gabriella keeps the choke locked in! Haze has firm control of Gabriella’s body though and starts charging into a corner and sandwiches Gabriella right into the southeastern corner.
That nagging back problem rears its ugly head yet again as Gabriella releases the guillotine choke. Haze is breathing heavy trying to compose himself as he walks away from the corner to center ring. Gabriella does her best to ignore the pain and comes charging at Haze, not wanting to lose her momentum. But just as she comes in, Haze takes her right down with a snap powerslam, doing even more damage to her back!
Vaughn: Not this again. If Haze keeps this up, he just might end Gabriella’s career. Campbell: I don’t think that’s his intention, but it sure is mighty good strategy. With the damage already done to Gabriella’s back, any standard move is gonna hurt a little bit more. Vaughn: Haze got lucky to get that off. Especially considering how tight that choke was from Gabs.
“Slick” Vic Vaughn is right on point as Haze still finds himself recovering from the guillotine. He waits for Gabriella to get back up and when she does, he grabs a hold of her and executes a snap suplex, doing further damage to the champion. Following the snap suplex, Gabriella does her best to quickly get up a seated position to relieve pressure on her back. But Haze is right there to deliver more punishment.
He connects with a stiff kick to her back. And another. Then another! After the trifecta of kicks, Gabriella quickly tightens her back to the best of her ability and braces herself for another shot, but the challenger her surprises her with a kick to her chest instead!
The force of the kick forces her back down to the mat and she quickly rolls over to relieve pressure yet again. Knowing that he’s done a ton of damage to Gabriella’s back as it is, Haze decides it’s about the time to secure victory even more by going for a second submission fall. He drags Gabriella to center ring by her feet, while she’s still face down in the mat. From there, he locks in a Boston Crab submission putting a tremendous about of pressure on Gabriella’s back! The First Lady of FTW is writhing in pain, trying to battle out of the move. Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is right there to check on the champion to see if she’s ready to tap. But surprisingly, Gabriella is showing resolve!
After enduing the first several seconds of the maneuver, Gabriella decides to start clawing away at the canvas to move towards the ropes. Haze is trying to hang on as best as he cans, but the crowd wills on the champion as she gets closer and closer! A chant of “GABS! GABS! GABS!” erupts from her Florida fans. The camera zooms in on her reaching desperately from the bottom rope and she finally gets it!
She breathes a sigh of relief as Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is quick to act and forces Haze to release the hold. The Righteous One complies with Kelsey’s commands as Gabriella takes a few seconds to gather herself. She’s pulling herself up on the ropes, but she unexpectedly feels some pressure on her body, yet again. With her body draped over the middle rope, it’s William Haze standing on her shoulders pushing her body down, while choking her in the process.
Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey quickly admonishes Haze for his actions but it doesn’t stop Haze from looking out at the crowd and exclaiming.
Haze: “Excuse me…”
Vaughn: “…while I kiss the sky!” Cue the guitar rift, please! Campbell: As polarizing a figure that William Haze might be, the fans just seem to love it when he does that. Vaughn: Shoot, I know I do. He even got Gabriella’s own Florida fans to say it! That trademark move from Haze is infectious, baby!
Eventually, Haze dismounts from Gabriella by himself and Kelsey quickly gets in his face. Haze backs up and puts his arms up in surrender, pleading innocence. This allows some time for Gabriella to recuperate a little bit. She pulls herself up and looks over her shoulder staring at Haze with contempt. She walks gingerly away from the eastern ropes as Haze comes rushing forward with a running heel kick. Gabriella sidesteps the attempt and Haze falls and rolls through. She comes rushing forward with a double knee strike and manages to hit it on Haze’s chest once he gets to his feet.
The moves work to her disadvantage though as she falls flat on her back and Haze manages to stay propped up as he stumbles into the ropes. The force of the fall stings her back yet again. She tries her best to get right back up and turns away from Haze for a moment, only for the challenge to capitalize with a Cobra Clutch backbreaker.
That certainly does a ton of damage and Haze sees blood in the water. He pounces all over the champion and quickly acts with an Inverted STF. Gabriella has no wiggle room and nowhere to go. Haze then rolls to his stomach, suspending Gabriella in the air putting an enormous amount of strain on the champion’s back. With nowhere to go and no way to counter, Gabriella has no choice but to tap out yet again!
Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey quickly forces Haze to release the hold as he doesn’t even feel Gabriella’s tap since she had to do it on her own body. This time, Haze shows some mercy and gently places Gabriella down who’s in excruciating pain.
Campbell: I can’t believe this. The challenger has gone up two-to-nothing on the FTW World Champion. This is absolutely unprecedented. Vaughn: Well, you better believe it Campbell. This is reality for Gabriella. And she’s now got a huge hole that she’s got dig herself out of. Campbell: I’m surprised that didn’t get come with some sort of sexual innuendo. Vaughn: I’m an asshole, but I’m not completely heartless! I’m not about to throw salt on any wounds.
William Haze – 2 Gabriella – 0
Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey looks on with extreme concern over the well-being of the defending FTW World Champion. She isn’t very responsive at first. The champ is probably more upset with herself for going down 0-2, than the actual pain. She’s a fighter and shows it as she tells Kelsey to back off and that she can handle herself. She brushes herself and gets right up to a vertical base and rolls her neck. She looks over at Haze and The Righteous One is surprised to see that Gabriella is still ready to fight.
Gabriella stretches out her back a little bit and winces while she does it, but the First Lady of FTW isn’t about to throw in the towel just yet. Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey checks to see if she’s ready to continue and she does indeed acknowledge it. At this point, Trevor Ginsley offers us another friendly reminder.
Ginsley: There are 10 minutes left in the match!
Upon hearing that, Gabriella’s eyes widen in surprise and a smile forms on Haze’s face. Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey calls for a resume of the action and this time, Gabriella comes exploding from her side! She quickly attacks Haze with a spinning heel kick as he backpedaling a little bit, not knowing what to expect. The force of the kick pushes Haze to the outside through the middle and top ropes. Haze is sprawled out right in front of the commentator’s table and is overwhelmed to say the least.
He’s seen better days, but he’s pretty coherent. But when he turns around, he sees Gabriella who’s already springboarded onto the top rope and she leaps off with a suicide dive without even using her hands! Haze takes the brunt of the fall and Gabriella gets right back to her feet and the fans erupt into excitement. They’re going absolutely bonkers!
Vaughn: What the hell has gotten into Gabriella all of a sudden?! Campbell: That’s what you call a heart of a champion. She heard that there was 10 minutes left in the match and decided to turn it up a notch. Vaughn: This is what she should have been doing from the beginning! Campbell: Gabriella’s notorious for rising to the occasion once a fire is lit under her ass. I guess that’s just what she needed. Vaughn: Damn, what I’d do to just get a peek of her ass. Campbell: I left myself open for that one, didn’t I? Vaughn: If only Gabriella would leave herself open. Spread eagle. YA NAMEAN?!
Caught completely off guard, Haze isn’t sure what to do as Gabriella grabs a hold of him and rolls him right back into the ring. The Righteous One is getting back up to his feet. But he’s still unaware of Gabriella’s continuing onslaught. The champion is on the apron, she leaps up onto the turnbuckle, and springboards with a hurricanrana that whips Haze’s body across the ring! She’s right back up to her feet showing the heart of a warrior and Haze is just trying to get his bearings.
When Haze starts getting back up to a vertical base again, Gabriella wastes no time in running across the ring with a running double knee facebreaker! She picks up right where she left off in doing damage to Haze’s face. She feels the sting a bit from falling on her back but toughs it out. Haze staggers back holding his face. Gabriella then comes forth and hits an enziguri to the back of Haze’s head when he doesn’t even expect it!
His face crashes right into the mat doing further damage. Haze rolls out of the way to try and avoid any more damage, but Gabriella’s right on top of him. She grabs a hold of him and tries to pull him up to a vertical base but Haze sneaks in an elbow. The strike causes Gabriella to turn around. Haze sees an opening and goes a German suplex.
But Gabriella gets out of it and lands on her feet right behind her challenger! She wastes no time in capitalizing with her finishing submission maneuver, Sweet Ol’ Butter!
Campbell: My goodness! Do you believe what we’re seeing right now! This is one of the most unprecedented comebacks I’ve ever seen! Vaughn: I can hardly believe my eyes! Ever since Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey reset the match it’s been all Gabriella. Campbell: And with her signature submission locked in, this could very well be a bit of a bounce back for her!
Haze is obviously in trouble as Gabriella relentlessly pulls on the bridging Cobra Clutch. The Righteous One shows some great heart in fighting off the submission for quite a while, but the fact of the matter is, Gabriella completely overwhelmed him at the onset of her onslaught. The defending champion is completely relentless with her submission and the pressure becomes too much for Haze to handle as he soon taps out!
Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is right there to make sure that Gabriella releases the hold. She holds onto it for a few extra seconds but eventually releases it as soon as Kelsey intervenes.
William Haze – 2 Gabriella – 1
The champion explodes to her feet with a complete look of focus staring down at Haze and wills on the crowd who’s strongly behind her. She lifts up her arms and they begin to cheer as Haze is tended to by the referee. Eventually, Haze shakes it off and gets back to his feet and looks surprised by Gabriella’s determination. Kelsey put both competitors back into respective corners. For the first time during the match, Haze looks over at Naima who’s been a relative non-factor throughout the match. She gives him a stern glare, letting him know that he can’t give up this lead.
Campbell: Well, looks like there’s some progress from the champion. Vaughn: Some much needed progress to say the least. It might as well have been over once Haze scored that second submission, but Gabriella has made this into a match again. Campbell: Without a doubt. What an amazing turnaround. I’m sure William Haze has gottabe scratching his head.
Both competitors look ready to reset this match and Senior Referee Kelsey does a final check before doing so. He gets out of the way and the match resumes. Both champion and challenger come out the respective corners where they had initially started out, but this time it’s very different. They both come charging at each other full speed!
But it’s Haze who shows better judgment, who stops short, and uses Gabs’ momentum into a drop toe hold. Instinctively, Gabs gets her hands up to protect her face, but she still feels some pain from the maneuver. She pushes herself off the mat, only for Haze to take her over with a snapmare and he slaps on a chinlock thereafter. At this point though, it doesn’t look like Gabriella is going to stay down. She battles right up to her feet and Haze quickly acts to stop any change of pace by slapping on a dragon sleeper! The submission looks to be effective at first, but it’s still not enough to keep Gabs down. The champion starts striking Haze to try and get out of the sleeper.
It’s plain to see that the dragon sleeper isn’t gonna work, so Haze takes her down with a reverse DDT. He tries to keep Gabriella at bay and decided to go with a series of mounted elbow strikes out of nowhere! Gabs does a pretty good job of defending though, but some strikes manage to sneak through. Knowing that she can’t take too much punishment, Gabriella slips out her slender frame from under and grabs a hold of Haze’s foot in the process and counters with a beautiful heel hook!
Vaughn: I didn’t think I’d see a counter into a submission like THAT from Gabriella. Campbell: I suppose that’s the benefits of rolling around with a guy like Sam Horrey. Vaughn: How does having sex with Sam Horrey make you a better submission artist? Campbell: I’m talking about rolling around for grappling training! You seriously need to get your mind out of the gutter. It’s starting to affect your work.
A bit surprised by the sudden submission, Haze quickly pushes Gabriella off with the heel of his free foot and slips out his trapped foot. They both scramble up to a vertical base.
Looks like the heel hook worked, as Gabriella is a bit faster back up to the feet and she goes for a short arm clothesline, but Haze ducks at the very last second. The swinging from Gabriella’s clothesline leaves her wide open for an abdominal stretch from the challenger! This could be trouble for Gabriella as the stretch puts significant pressure on the back. But that isn’t all that Haze is going as he starts striking Gabriella in the abdomen at the same time! The Righteous One has the move fully locked in and Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is right on top of the action. He asks Gabriella if she wants to keep going and she nods while trying to fight the pain.
The stretch is in for a few more seconds and it looks like Gabriella might go down another fall until she executes a hip toss to get out of the stretch!
Following the hip toss, Gabs goes for a somersault leg drop but Haze manages to get out of the way in the nick of time! The champ hurts her back in the process yet again and Haze sees an opening for a shining wizard as she gets into a seated position. But at the very last second, Gabriella slams her body back to avoid the punishment of the Wizard, but stings herself in the process. They both scramble up to the feet as Haze comes with a clothesline.
Gabriella ducks. But Haze turns around and goes for a running thrust lariat. Gabriella ducks yet again. She then follows up with a facebuster, planting Haze right into the mat!
Not wanting to give Haze a break, she lifts him right up and decides to whip into the ropes to do further damage. But before she can even whip him into the ropes, he reverses the momentum. Just when it looks like Gabriella is going to come rebounding back, she hooks her arms in the ropes, but Haze is already in mid-motion for a dropkick that gets no dice.
Campbell: The action is surely getting hot and heavy now. Vaughn: As if it wasn’t hot and heavy before? Campbell: It’s not that. It’s just that now they seem to be on an equal footing. Gabs has really been doing damage to Haze’s face to offset. Vaughn: Considering what Haze did to her back, I guess turnabout is fairplay, isn’t it?
Haze stays down on the mat for a moment as Gabriella comes in to get on the offensive. Playing opossum works to Haze’s advantage as he monkey flips Gabriella up and over. She’s down on the mat and Haze waits for her to get back up. When she does, the champ comes rushing into snap overhead belly-to-belly suplex, but somehow manages to land on her feet.
Somehow, Haze anticipated that and hits a flying enziguri that sends Gabriella into the southwestern turnbuckle. He quickly gets to his feet and comes rushing in with a running knee lift in the corner. Then, he quickly follows that up with a running facewash in trademark fashion! Just by stringing those few moves together, looks like Haze has dominant control in the match now and decides to take it to the next level.
Gabriella’s body is relatively limp and Haze decides to pick her up into a body slam and puts her into a tree of woe position on the turnbuckle. He backs up a few feet and bides his time knowing the champion looks pretty much out of it. Haze then comes rushing in with a jumping stalled dropkick but Gabriella lifts her head and Haze misses the move! Looks like Gabriella decided to play a little bit of opossum as well as she flips backwards and lands on her feet. She hits Haze with a toe kick, grabs a hold of his head.
Already close to the turnbuckle, she goes for the Slice of Heaven!!!
The fans can’t believe their eyes as Gabriella manages to hit her finishing maneuver out of nowhere. And she doesn’t just hit it, she delivers it with massive authority! The impact certainly rattles Haze a bit and Gabriella wastes no time in flipping over Haze’s body and locks in a Crippler Crossface!
The fans are on their feet for this unprecedented turn around!
Vaughn: You’ve gottabe shitting me! Campbell: How in the blue hell?! Did Gabs just seriously hit that Sliced Bread No. 2, after she was hanging lifelessly upside down? Vaughn: It ain’t that Sliced Bread, my friend. It’s that Slice O’ Heaven! Campbell: And now a crossface? Can the champion possibly even the score right here?!
The Righteous One is pretty close to the ropes and is reaching for dear life, but Gabriella is sure not to give him even an inch of wiggle room. With so much damage already done to his face, it’s unclear how much pressure he can take from this crossface. Gabriella really starts to pull back on the maneuver and Haze is in dire straits. At this point, Naima is on the outside yelling at The Righteous One to keep it together and try and get out of the move.
Gabriella turns the heat up even more! Unfortunately for the challenger, he can no longer take any more pain from the excruciating move. Despite a valiant effort and holding on for an awfully long time, he’s forced to tap with his fingers just inches away from the bottom rope!
William Haze – 2 Gabriella – 2
Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey is right there to force Gabriella to release the hold. She complies and quickly gets to her feet. Immediately after the release, Haze rolls over to his back and looks up the arena lights. He can’t believe that he’s lost his lead and he’s getting an earful from Naima at ringside. Haze simply lays there for a few seconds as Gabriella looks ready to finish this match. It isn’t until Referee Kelsey forces Haze to get back to his feet that The Righteous One gets back to a vertical base.
Campbell: By God, Gabriella has tied up this match! Vaughn: What a match!!! I can’t believe this! This is quite possibly one of the most amazing and exciting things I’ve ever seen! Campbell: Regardless of who wins this match, these two have to be proud of what they’ve been able to do here tonight. Vaughn: An instant classic for sure. This match is going down in history.
Every single fan in the American Airlines Arena is on their feet applauding these two competitors for their effort thus far. Once again, both champion and challenger are on opposite sides of the ring. With less than five minutes left, somebody’s gonna have to score a submission, and do it quick in order to win this match. Both competitors are exhausted but they’re will to compete is driving them forward. They look just about ready to resume this match as Senior Referee Kelsey calls for it and the fans begin to cheer!
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At this point, Trevor Ginsley gives us another friendly reminder.
Ginsley: There are five minutes left in the match!
No charging. No circling. No strategy. These two warriors meet in the middle of the ring and start hammering away at each other with strikes. Punches, forearm shivers, uppercuts, knife edge chops, you name it. Neither is relenting in their battle for the advantage in this final leg of the match. But it turns out that Mr. Haze is the one to get the advantage. He rattles off a series of shots and gets some momentum behind him. Gabriella goes for a desperation clothesline, but Haze ducks. The challenger tries to capitalize with a one handed bulldog, but Gabriella pushes him off.
She then follows that up with a nice butterfly suplex. She goes for a quick, follow-up, standing moonsault, but lifts The Righteous One lifts up his knees. He gets right up to his feet to hit a tiger suplex! Knowing that time isn’t on his side…Haze quickly gets Gabs back to her feet, only for her to hit him with an elbow on the way up. She tries to rattle off a snap DDT but Haze lifts her up and tries to sandwich her into a turnbuckle. She hits him with a clinch knee before he can do so. Already close to the turnbuckle though, Gabs decides to have a seat on there.
Once Haze turns around she leaps off for a Tornado DDT, but she can’t complete it as Haze tosses her off. Gabriella still manages to land on her feet. He comes running in with a swinging neckbreaker, but Gabs swings out of it. Haze uses the momentum from his running though to leap right onto a top turnbuckle showing some amazing athleticism. He goes for a rebounding springboard clothesline, but Gabs ducks as soon as she turns around and Haze rolls through to prevent a crash and burn.
Vaughn: This late in the match and Haze is able to leap onto the top turnbuckle like that? He’s a freak of nature! Campbell: But you also gotta take into consideration Gabriella’s cat-like reflexes to avoid the moves. Vaughn: Either way, somebody’s gotta do something quick. Time is winding down and this is turning into a chess match!
As soon as Haze rolls through after the missed clothesline, Gabriella’s right there to go on the offensive and nails a dropkick right into Haze’s chest that causes him to backpedal into the southeastern turnbuckle. Just when it looks like Gabriella’s about to rush in for something, Haze pulls himself up onto the top turnbuckle. The champion stops dead in her tracks and smiles at Haze knowing exactly what he was going to do. She then hits a butterfly kick out of nowhere that knocks Haze right off the top turnbuckle!
Little does Gabriella know that the force of the kick was only grazing and that Haze managed to get some footing on the apron. When she turns around, Haze springboards onto the top rope and goes for a roundhouse kick that narrowly misses! Yet again he rolls through to avoid the impact and looks up at the clock. But in that split second, Gabriella takes the opening to go for a legsweep DDT, only for Haze to prevent her from executing the move. He pushes her right off of him.
And following that, he comes rushing in for his finishing submission move, the Shining Triangle! Gabriella doesn’t even see it coming as Haze transitions into it beautiful after charging at her! The fans are on their feet wondering if this could very well be the last submission of the evening!
Haze has it locked in completely and it looks like this could be it, but somehow, Gabriella manages to slip her head out. The challenger kicks up to his feet somehow and Gabriella goes for a roundhouse kick only for Haze to duck at the very last second. When Gabriella turns around, Haze is right there to lift her up into a vertical suplex and it looks like he’s going for his finisher, “The Experience”! But right when he transition into a side slam, Gabriella counters with an arm drag and maintains a grip and locks in an armbar!
Campbell: WHAT?! Haze almost hit his finisher and Gabriella managed to counter into a submission?! Vaughn: My God! Just two minutes left! Can she possibly pull off the biggest comeback of the century?!
It looks pretty darn close as Haze looks like he’s just about to tap, but Naima screams from the outside for him not to do it! That somehow pushes Haze to move to his feet and relieve the pressure from the armbar and he lifts up Gabs into a vertical suplex position yet again!
Vaughn: Don’t tell he’s going for “The Experience” again. Campbell: I don’t think he is, Slick. All else has failed and desperate times call for desperate measures. I think he just might be going for Black Crush… Vaughn: If you’re right Campbell, Haze could lock in any submission after that point and win this match.
That is indeed the case as Haze tries to transition into a cutter, but Gabriella shifts her body weight and flips forward to land on her feet! When she turns around though, Haze whips her into the ropes. When she comes rebounding back, he charges at her at the same time and hits a devastating Busaiku Knee!!! Upon impact, Haze gets up to his feet and looks down at Gabriella in contempt.
Haze: MUH FUCKA!
Soon after, Naima starts yelling at Haze to do something. Haze gets lost in the moment for a second but shakes out of it and looks up at the clock.
Ginsley: One minute left!
Frantic to try and do something, Haze is lost. He can hear Naima from outside of the ring though.
Naima: DO SOMETHING!
Suddenly and unexpectedly, with Gabriella face down in the mat, the challenger slaps on an ankle lock!
Vaughn: An ankle lock! A freakin’ ankle lock?! Campbell: It’s an odd choice to say the least. Vaughn: Stop being nice, Campbell! Haze did absolutely no work on Gabriella’s legs during the match, much less her ankle, and he’s going to use an ankle lock? Campbell: It’s a heat of the moment sort of deal, Vic. With just a minute left in the biggest match of your career it’s sort of hard to think straight. Vaughn: Even still, man! Campbell: There’s still plenty of time left. And if this match has taught us something, it’s that ANYTHING can happen.
With under a minute left in the match, Haze has the ankle locked in, twisting back hard, screaming for Gabriella to tap. He has her in the center of the ring, and the clock continues to tick away. There’s some obvious pain associated with the hold, but it looks like Gabriella is dealing with it pretty well. But with every passing second, the pressure of the hold seems to take a toll on the champion.
Campbell: All Gabby has to do is hold on and it‘s a draw! Vaughn: Is this really happening? Is this ankle lock really going to seal the deal for Haze?! Campbell: I’m not sure but it’s pretty damn close. This is coming down to the wire!!!
Under twenty seconds left and Haze decides to turn things up a notch and grapevines the ankle lock! As if the move wasn’t tough enough already, Haze just made it that much worse. The crowd is watching on pins and needles as they begin to count down!
TEN!!!
NINE!!!
Haze twists her ankle even more, holding it at a sick angle, Gabby lets out a scream, but shakes her head “no” as Ref. Kelsey asks her if she wants to tap…
EIGHT!
SEVEN!
Naima is on the outside, jumping up and down by the apron, screaming at the top of her lungs for Haze to “break that bitche’s ankle!”. Haze keeps the pressure on, but Gabby wont tap! The count continues on none the less…
SIX!
FIVE!
Campbell: COME ON GABBY! HOLD ON!!! Vaughn: COME ON HAZE! BREAK HER DAMN ANKLE!!!
FOUR!
THREE!
Gabby is trying to hold on as best she can, trying to claw to the ropes, but Haze allows very little wiggle room. The move is definitely takes it’s toll on the champion’s ankle. The count continues…
TWO!
It looks like Gabby might hold on, but Haze wont be denied! He jerks her leg back, feeling the tendon finally snap in her ankle. Out of sheer pain Gabriella does the unthinkable, and taps out as the clock strikes…
ONE!
Campbell: OH MY GOD! HAZE DID IT! Vaughn: FUCK YEAH!! HE DID IT!!!
William Haze – 3 Gabriella – 2
Just as he did 4 times previously during the match, Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey quickly forces the competitor to release the submission hold. It’s just on this fifth time, it would be the very last that he’s have to do it this evening…
Winner William Haze
Closing Segment
History has been made this evening at Boiling Point as William Haze can barely believe what just took place. The situation seems to be surreal. That is until, Trevor Ginsley makes the announcement so the American Airlines Arena, the city of Miami, and the entire world can know.
Ginsley: The winner of this match and NEWWWWWWW FTW WORLD CHAMPION..."THE RIGHTEOUS ONE" WILLIAM HAAAAAAZZZZZEEEEE!!!
After releasing the ankle lock, the challenger, now champion, drops to his knees. He stares out at the crowd in disbelief, frozen by the emotion of the moment. It doesn't take long for Naima to come rushing into the ring and she tackles him to the ground in a warm embrace. That's when a smile forms on The Righteous One's face. Purple and white confetti begin to rain from the rafters as Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey calls for the FTW World Championship belt from ring announcer, Trevor Ginsley.
Campbell: I'll be the first to admit that I was rooting for Gabriella in this match, but I cannot be mad at the fact that William Haze is our new champion. Vaughn: I was right! You were wrong! Woot, woot! Campbell: At the end of the night, that's not what matters. What's most important is that these two stellar competitors put it all on the line in an unforgettable match to entertain millions of fans all around the world. Vaughn: Don't get all sentimental on me, Campbell! You're gonna make me cry, man. This shit is beautiful!
The confetti continues to rain down as Gabriella quietly and gingerly slides out of the ring. Meanwhile, in the middle of the ring, Naima eventually gets off of Haze so he can finally be given the prize that's eluded him for so many months. Senior Referee Shawn Kelsey holds out the FTW World Championship belt for Haze to see and The Righteous One doesn't even know what to do with it. He's there in a seated position, with Naima by his side on one knee, as he stares at the belt in complete awe.
Senior Referee Kelsey smiles and pushes it forward some more so Haze eventually takes it into his possession. Haze leans forward and gets onto both knees holding the title belt in his forearms. He looks up at the ceiling of the arena and smiles before looking down at the belt and tears of happiness roll down his cheek. Naima's is right there to embrace Haze, as she holds him by the shoulders and kisses him on the cheek.
Campbell: A beautiful moment to say the least. All of William Haze's hard work culminating in this one huge achievement. Vaughn: Such real, pure emotion from a man who will genuinely hold that title with pride. Campbell: I'm sure if he represents the belt the way Gabriella did, FTW should have no worries.
Speaking of Gabriella, she's hobbling up the entrance ramp when Haze glances over at her. Naima follows suit. The now, former champion doesn't bother looking back. Instead, Haze hands over the FTW World Championship belt over to Naima and quickly gets out of the ring to stop Gabriella. He catches her on the entrance ramp by putting a hand on her shoulder. Gabs slowly turns around and sees that it's Haze standing there. Haze looks at her straight in the eyes and extends his hand.
Haze: Thank you.
After some slight hesitation, she shakes Haze's hand and nods. In the background she sees Naima waving. Gabriella offers a faint smile before, continue her trek up the ramp. With that, Haze watches Gabriella walk away for a moment as the fans begin to stand up and cheer.
Campbell: And after such a hellacious match, it doesn't get any better than that. What an amazing show of class and sportsmanship. Vaughn: Oh God. This is just amazing. Campbell: Are you crying Vic?! Vaughn: Oh shut up Campbell! I am not! My allergies are acting up...
Soon after, Haze heads back to the ring and is handed back his FTW World Championship belt by Naima. Still exhausted from the match, but his happiness evident, Haze calls for ring announcer Trevor Ginsley to get in the ring. Ginsley bring a microphone with him. Meanwhile, we see Haze pulling Naima to the center of the ring. Confused, she looks around expecting a surprise. Haze then asks for the microphone from Ginsley and Trevor also hands over a small velvet box to the new FTW World Champion.
It isn't clear what Haze is doing until he gets down on one knee...
Haze: Ni Ni, you've been with me through all of this. Through all the ups and downs and the twists and turns. You've had my back no matter the situation and I've never been as happy as I've been this last year. You make me so happy, and even before I won this title you've made me feel like a champion every single day. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you...
That's when Haze opens up that small velvet box.
Haze: Naima, will you marry me?
With an ear-to-ear smile from Haze, Naima is shaking, but doesn't waste a second as she tearfully accepts! The crowd erupts as Haze slips the ring on her finger and the two embrace each other! At this point, it's plain to hear that Vic Vaughn is crying hysterically.
Campbell: As if this moment wasn't special enough as it is, it gets even better! You couldn't write this sorta stuff! Vaughn: Or, or or...maybe you could! Oh, God! I don't know! This is just all so amazing! -sobs- Campbell: Ladies and gentlemen, it's been an incredible night of Full Throttle Wrestling action. I'd like to thank you all for taking the time to spend it with us and giving us the opportunity to entertain you. This Midsummer Classic couldn't be such without you. For everyone here at the Full Throttle Wrestling family, we hope you enjoyed the show and we'll be sure to see ya next time! Good night everybody!
The final image of the Boiling Point broadcast is that of William Haze with his newly won FTW World Championship draped over his shoulder, mid-kiss with his new fiancee...
Career Highlights: 3x BQWA Women's Champion, 1x BQWA Tag Team Champion (With Tara Shannon), 1x WS Beauties Champion, BQWA Hall Of Fame inducted 2010 and 1 x FTW Shockwave Championship
Prior Companies: BQWA, OWC, WS
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Haha and yes, what a show people.
Congrats to Mags, Haze, Sam and Ry and Pandy.
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I'm not a chick you play, I'm wired a different way. I'm not a mistake, I'm not a fake, it's set in my DNA.
Jimmy Mags, we will have to do this again sometime.....
of course Mr. Lynch.
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Accomplishments GEW Hall Of Fame Class of 2009 Most days as World champion in GEW history (531 days) Longest Reign in GEW history (300 days) 2nd longest Reign as world champion in GEW history (154 days) GEW World Champion (3X) GEW TAG TEAM CHAMPION GEW Man of the year 2009(back to back) GEW Champion of the Year 2009(back to back) GEW 2009 MVP(back to back) GEW Pay Per View of the Year 2009 (headlined with Baby Dogg) GEW Feud of the year 2009 (Angel's vs Resistence) GEW 2008 Male Wrestler of the year GEW 2008 Champion of the Year GEW 2008 MVP WCWF INTV Champion (last) CW Wreckage Champion FWF world champion (2x) FWF US champion FWF tag team champion FTW Inferno Champion (1X) ICW champion ICW tag team champion (with the greatest best friend ever.) QOH World Champion AWF MVP 2005 AWF World Champion (3X) AWF Grandslam winner IWF World Champion IWF Triple Crown winner MPW World Champion (1X) AWA World champion (2X) GCW Undisputed Heavyweight Champion (1X) UWF Galactic Champion
A seriously kickass person says: I know you as the "King of Bloodshed" James Fucking Magnum! Who's a civil rights leader.
A seriously kickass person says: i stil dont belive you, your the king of bloodshed. Miley is the princess of disney, that shit dont mix. lol
FTW Presents...BOILING POINT! - 7/28/10, Episode 58
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