WGWF CHAMPIONSHIP MONDAY: 5.8.23

[Chris Page]

WGWF Present’s
CHAMPIONSHIP MONDAY
CRYPTO.COM ARENA

LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA
SOLD-OUT

Monday Night Brawl takes the air LIVE from the Crypto.Com Arena in Los Angeles, California…





Motörhead’s version of “Sympathy for the Devil” begins to play over the PA system but as Fred Debonair steps through the curtain he pulls a microphone up to his mouth.

FRED DEBONAIR: “Cut the music! Cut my music now… This isn’t a time for jubilation and celebration! This is not a happy time for me…”

The crowd boo Fred but at the same time cheer in jest at him, as he stomps down to ringside, climbing the steps and through the ropes.

FRED DEBONAIR: “Now, as you all know on the last show, I was involved in a Battle Royal to decide the two Captains of the upcoming Wargames match! As you also know I was quite close to finishing as one of the final two but for one man… A man who shouldn’t have even been at ringside! I was eliminated by a man who wasn’t even IN the Battle Royal… And now we’re gonna deal with that… Johnny Bacchus, get your ass out here hoss!”





“Limits” by Bad Omens hits the P.A. and the crowd cheers! The curtain parts, and Jonathan Bacchus walks out in street clothes – a black leather jacket over an Iggy Pop t-shirt, black jeans, and his trademark black Louboutin sneakers. His right hand is bandaged, and on his left shoulder, he carried the CU:LT New World Championship.

CENTURION: “The Rascal King is here – and worse for wear no doubt.”

TYLER CAGE: “Not gonna lie, I’m surprised he’s even lookin this put together.”

CENTURION: “Jonathan Bacchus just walked out of a nightmarish match against his own partner, Lissie Hope, at Combat Unlimited: Lethal Trial’s “Heaven Sent,” and that wound to his hand and belt on his shoulder are the reminders of that outcome.”

As he walks down the ramp, Bacchus rubs elbows with a few appreciative fans, nursing the wounded hand. At the base of the ring, he turns and climbs the stairs. He ducks under the ropes and crosses straight to Fred, getting chest-to-chest. A wry smile is on Johnny’s lips as the music fades.

JONATHAN BACCHUS: “Hiya. May I help you?”

Fred doesn’t budge but his top lip curls as he silently snarls in Bacchus’ face. He shakes his head and then he pulls the microphone to his mouth.

FRED DEBONAIR: “Well, here he is ladies and gentlemen! The man of the hour, when Fred Debonair isn’t in attendance of course! Mr. Jonathan Bacchus! The man who will do absolutely anything to achieve his goal, including interrupt a match he wasn’t good enough to be picked for, all in order to eliminate yours truly!! Yes, the man who recently became the NEW CU:LT New World Champion…”

Fred steps away from Bacchus and extends his arms as he spins slowly around before putting his hand on his mouth in an “oops!” Gesture…

FRED DEBONAIR: “But um, please do remind all the people here in the arena and those at home, Johnny… Just HOW you won that belt?! I mean… How’s the hand? But more importantly, how is Lissie? Because you really nailed that win didn’t you…?”

Bacchus pauses, the smirk falling as he gently bites his lower lip. He shifts the belt from his left shoulder to his right, gripping it with the injured hand as he leans forward.

JONATHAN BACCHUS: “You know I fight southpaw, right?”

Fred ignores him, turns toward the crowd who are now chanting “Bacchus, Bacchus, Bacchus”. He chuckles at the obvious threat from Johnny.

FRED DEBONAIR: “For those of you who are unaware… Lissie Hope is the girlfriend of our story's hero! And until their latest event, was the New World Champion of CU:LT… Johnny Bacchus however defeated her in order to win the belt and congratulations to you, brother! And to do that, he quite literally crucified his girlfriend. I mean, that’s gotta lead to some awkward pillow talk right?!?”

The crowd, despite this information, continue to boo Fred and chant Johnny Bacchus name. Fred holds his hand up and smiles apologetically though.

FRED DEBONAIR: “No, no okay you’re right I apologise… That is going a step too far; this must be a very difficult time for you… But Lissie is a strong woman, I’m sure she’s going to rise again in a few days time right? It’ll be like nothing ever happened! Okay I should stop man… You seem quite cross!”

Fred laughs as the crowd boos even harder, (feel free to place some Bacchus reaction here). Fred suddenly becomes real serious…

FRED DEBONAIR: “But you know, Johnny boy?! So am I! You see I’ve been proving myself to be exactly what I’ve told everybody I am from day one, I’ve been proving that even after all this time I am still THE Kingdom, THE Sole Schematic… And yet someone always wants to piss in my Cheerios and seemingly use my good name for their own facets! And it always seems to be the same name! And the same type of match! First John Cable and the West Coast Rumble and now YOU and the Wargames Captain Battle Royale! What is it with you people?! You had better pray to high heaven that one of Vaughn or Caedus chooses me for their team…”

Bacchus’s left hook connects across Fred’s jaw, sending him spinning to the ground. The Kingdom takes a moment to recover before turning back, and he’s able to catch Johnny’s lunge as the two fall to the mat in a flurry of exchanged fists, rolling back and forth trying to gain a dominant position!

CENTURION: “This just went from ugly to uglier!”

Bacchus gains top position, raining blows down as Debonair gets his guard up! The Kingdom throws a chop to his adversary’s throat, and it’s enough to get Bacchus off of him! As Bacchus gasps for breath and clutches his throat, Debonair gets to his feet and lands a running knee strike directly to the head! Bacchus goes down, and Fred gets a wicked smile as he regards the damaged hand.

CENTURION: “I don’t like that smile.”

Debonair uses his foot to roll Bacchus onto his stomach, then deliberately stomps down on the injured right hand! He grinds his boot heel down as Jonathan lets out a yell of pain!

FRED DEBONAIR: “Bow to me, Rascal King! Bow before The Kingdom!”

Jonathan continues to grit his teeth, stuck in a prostrate position. He reaches for Fred’s other leg in an attempt to knock him off balance, but Fred shifts his weight forward onto the injured hand as he moves the other leg back.

CENTURION: “This is disgusting.”

TYLER CAGE: “This is G status.”

Security begins to spill out from the back, and Fred quickly rolls out of the ring. No sooner can Bacchus get to his feet than he is surrounded! He tucks the injured hand under his armpit and attempts to drive through, but the number of guards combined with his physical agony prevent him from offering meaningful resistance.

JONATHAN BACCHUS: “You’re a coward, Debs! You think you got me, then face me!”

Fred simply laughs as he saunters up the ramp, giving a little wave good-bye as he gets to the top of the stage.

FRED DEBONAIR: “You asked for this, punk! And you blinked first!”

The scene fades to black as Fred exits.



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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: The following Championship Monday, LIVE from the Crypto.Com Arena in LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA is scheduled for one fall, and is for the WGWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing first, the challengers, about to make their way to the ring… The team of BIG PUN and DAMAGE!

Los Angeles boos insanely as the duo of Big Pun and Damage emerge through the curtain and to the top of the ramp. The duo fist bumps before starting to make their way toward the ring completely ignoring the rabid fans on the way. Once ringside Big Pun makes his way up the steel steps while Damage climbs up on the ring apron and steps over the top rope followed by Big Pun who steps over the top rope as well. Los Angeles boos intently as the duo taunt the crowd.

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing their opponents…





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make their way to the ring, representing CCPE, they are the WGWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… AUSTIN RAMSEY and TODRICK TABOR-RAMSEY, THE SHOW STEALERZ!

The guitar solo starts, and Austin and Todrick step onto the stage, holding hands. The couple pause, and when they get to the center and Austin holds Todrick's hand up as she spins around and sways her hips, giving the crowd the view of why they call her "The Cutie With The Booty". Austin spins her and pulls her close to him as he steals a kiss.

The couple head down the ramp with their hands interlocked as Todrick waves to the crowd and blows them kisses. Austin slaps their hands when he isn't gazing at his wife. They make it to the bottom of the ramp, and Austin holds her hand as she climbs the stairs. He quickly releases her hand and steps onto the apron, and steps on the bottom rope as he pulls the middle rope up. Todrick smiles and bends over, giving the crowd another taste as she slowly enters the ring. Austin steps through the ropes and takes her arm as they make their way to the center of the ring. She puts her arms around his shoulders, and he puts his around her waist, and they dance to the beat of the music. He leans in and whispers something into her ear, which makes her light up.

They then face the crowd and hold their arms up as they soak in the love from the crowd in attendance. They then head to the side of the ring. Todrick stands in front of Austin, slowly moving her hips, and he stands behind her as they face the entrance ramp and the arena lights return to normal.

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The referee signals for the bell..

DING DING DING

Austin and Pun start the match off immediately going for a collar and elbow tie up but the bigger and heavier Pun pushes Austin into the corner. When he tries to go for a punch the lightning quick Austin ducks out of the way and Pun spins around only to get a standing drop kick into the chest forcing him into the corner. Austin gets onto the second turnbuckle quickly and starts raining down punches on Pun as the crowd counts along..

One, two, three, four , five, six, seven, eighth, nine..

As Austin wants to hit Pun for the tenth time the bigger man shoves him off and slams Austin down on his back. He is quick to get back on his feet only to eat a running knee strike.

CENTURION: “Oh right in the face”

TYLER CAGE: “Toddy did not like that one bit!”

That was made obvious by the screaming voice of Toddy for Austin to get up. Pun grabs Austin and looks at Toddy with a sick smirk on his face before he throws Austin out of the ring and goes towards Toddy trying to intimidate her. The referee was not going to stand for it but in doing so does not see Damage getting down and sneaking over towards Austin. Just as Austin gets to his feet he turns around and Damage connects with a massive big boot to the face. Grabbing Austin he throws him back into the ring and Damage returns to his corner. Pun mounts Austin and delivers some wicked forearm shots to the face before going for the cover while grinding his forearm into the face of Austin..

One….

Two…

Kickout!!!

CENTURION: “Austin kicks out!!! That six foot ten monster he has as his tag team partner the Untamed Demon Damage did not do enough yet”

TYLER CAGE: “Jesus do not encourage them!”

Pun had taken his eye of Austin for a moment as he looks at the ref who is not going to allow any discussion on his call and as he turns around towards Austin he gets kicked in the face. Austin takes this opportunity to jump and roll towards his tag team partner Toddy. Toddy comes into the ring like a woman possessed and ducks in time to miss the clothesline attempt by Pun and springboard jumps and connects with the flying chuck. The spinning roundhouse kick landing right on the jaw of Pun who stumbles backwards far enough into his own corner for Damage to make the pin. The gigantic untamed demon dwarves both Toddy as well as Austin. Toddy immediately went for his leg with a low dropkick to the knee making the big man buckle down and quickly follows it up with a stunningly beautiful enziguri kick. As the big man goes down to the mat Toddy goes for a quick cover.

One..

Tw….

Kickout with such force that Toddy was thrown off of him.

CENTURION: “The crazy strength of this behemoth!”

TYLER CAGE: “The Show Stealerz really have to dig deep with these two big men.. But Toddy is not letting up.”

Toddy had barely waited a moment to get back to her feet and immediately started targeting the legs of the big man Damage. A combination of vicious kicks and chop blocks are used to chop down the big man to her size and take away some of his most deadly weapons. Toddy avoided getting caught by Damage for a while but when he got her he flung her into the corner sending her crashing into the turnbuckles following her in with a clothesline in the corner turning around pressing Toddy into the corner giving her no escape room as he dishes out some back elbow shots. The crowd firmly on the Show Stealerz side boo loudly and for a moment Damage gets distracted by them and reacts to them giving Toddy the opening to jump onto the ropes and grabbing Damage for a Tornado DDT. Once it is landed Toddy starts crawling to her corner where a revived and anxious to fight Austin is reaching out as far as he can.

CENTURION: “Can she make it to her corner before the big men can stop her?”

She was really close to making the tag but Pun had made his way around the ring and pulled Austin of the apron and launched him into the barricade.

TYLER CAGE: “And the answer to that is no as once again this dastardly deo of Pun and Damage make sure there is nobody to tag!”

The crowd is roaring in disapproval of the actions against their favorite tag team in this match and Damage drags her towards their corner and tags in Pun who is quick to start grounding the quicker Toddy. They are not taking her lightly at all and do not let up. The crowd is trying to will Austin to his feet and back to the apron as well as supporting Toddy with their chants. Pun just sneers and grabs her arm pulling her to her feet and sends her flying to the corner and she crashes in hard slamming down onto her knees and hands.. As Pun goes to distract the referee again so that Damage can inflict some more pain he gives Austin the opportunity to strike first this time around. Running down the apron Austin jumps in with a diving double knee drop. Much to the approval of the crowd.”

CENTURION: “The distraction plans failed this time around..”

TYLER CAGE: “Austin saw it coming and got Damage before he could do some damage to his wife!”

With the referee noticing the commotion he only saw 2 downed men on the outside as Austin had stayed down for a moment. Pun shifts his attention and anger towards Toddy but she had recovered enough to get to her feet and with a baseball slide goes through the legs of Pun grabbing his ankles and yanking them from underneath him. Toddy has both legs of the taller man in her grip and folds them over and immediately locks in a Texas Cloverleaf hold on Pun. The crowd cheering loudly for this as Punisher is screaming in pain of the hold. The referee repeatedly asks Pun if he wants to give up. Slowly Pun is crawling and dragging Toddy with him to the ropes. Twice did Toddy drag him back to the center of the ring and just as Punisher is looking like he would tap out Damage comes into the ring and with a clothesline smashing into Toddy the hold is broken.

CENTURION: Moments away here from a successful title defense by the Showstealerz but Damage barely managed to safe the match”

TYLER CAGE: “I think that Punisher had not expected this much of a fight from the champions but they are not our champions for nothing!”

The crowd clearly showed their disapproval of the hold being broken but Damage was sent out of the ring by the referee and Toddy had made her way to her corner to tag in Austin. The energetic Austin immediately started dishing out several kicks to the legs of Pun and continued where his wife had left off. Grabbing the foot of Pun he smashed the knee into the canvas. Making sure to keep the big man off his feet so he can not use those deadly kicks. Damage was not quite done with the shenanigans and jumped off the apron quite obviously heading for Toddy in the opposite corner Austin sees it and gets distracted by the big man and his wicked ideas and Pun takes advantage and rolls Austin up into a small package and uses the trunks and the ropes to hold him down out of sight of the referee..

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!!!

CENTURION: “They were robbed!!!”

TYLER CAGE: “The ref did not see it!”

The crowd is booing loudly as the referee raises the hands of Damage and Punisher.

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: “Here are your winners… And NEW WGWF Tag Team Champions….. Big Pun and Damage!


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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND NEW WGWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: BIG PUN and DAMAGE
Match Time: 12:34

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Toddy and Austin protest along with the crowd but the new champions are given their belts and escape down the aisle and to the back with their new title belts as Austin and Toddy try and reason with the referee Austin repeatedly signaling that they pulled his trunks. A dejected Toddy leaves the ring leaving Austin behind as she makes her way to the back alone.


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Rock You Like A Hurricane by Scorpions plays over the speakers and Bam Miller rides out on stage on his Midnight Black Harley Davidson.

CENTURION: It's been a while since we've seen Bam Miller here in the WGWF.

TYLER CAGE: He's been recovering from injuries from what I've been told.

He revs up the engine and then begins to ride down the ramp and parks at the end. He gets off slowly and jugs a Miller Lite beer and then tosses it into the crowd. He argues with some fans and then walks up the steel steps but before stepping into the ring and requesting a microphone from nearby.

CENTURION: I guess we are about to hear from the Slayer.

Bam Miller: You know it's been a while since I last stepped foot in a wrestling ring and even longer since I last competed in a match. The last image you all had of me was me being an inch away from victory inside my prison parking lot match, it's an image I would like to have erased from all your memories but unfortunately the demons I've been fighting in my head have gotten the best of me.


Bam lowers his microphone for a moment.


Bam Miller: You see as professional wrestlers we step inside this ring ready to give our all for you fans and on our own self motivations but it comes with a cost and I've been costing my body a lot these days. My mind isn't as sharp as it used to be, the blows I've taken to my head have started to affect me and I don't know how long I got until I lose control but I'll keep on fighting the demons in my head until that time comes but I'm not alone in my war. I have allies I can trust like Charles Beckett who's been a great wise man to get wisdom from whenever I'm not sure what to do and even when I'm not looking for help he still offers.


Bam takes a pause for a moment as he gathers his thoughts.


Bam Miller: Charles has always had my best interest at heart and I respect him for that but recently I found someone that can back me up and help accomplish the goals I have set for myself. You see it's easier to trust someone when you've spilled blood with them and gone to war against them. You know them better than their love one because you've seen the real version of them that they will never be able to see, so let me introduce you to my brother-in-arms.

Bam points toward the entrance and then The voice of Mac Bane, a soft Texas drawl - “I AIN’T NO SAINT BUT I AIN'T THE DEVIL EITHER!”

The power chords of his theme begin to play and Mac begins making his way down the ramp. He's not interested it seems in the reaction of the fans. He climbs up on the apron and makes his way into the ring. Now standing face to face with Bam he smiles and shakes hands with Bam.

Bam Miller: I've put my war with Mac in the past and decided to be on the same side makes us a dangerous combination nobody wants to see in pro wrestling, including the tag team division, and that includes the Tag Team Champions. You saw what we did to each other when we were at odds, So what do you think we are prepared to do now that we are on one damn page?


Bam uses it for a moment as he looks at Mac with a smirk.


Bam Miller: ULTRA VIOLENCE!!!! That's what awaits anyone that gets in our way of our goals.

Mac grabs the wrist of Bam and raises his arm in victory as a new team has been formed.

Mac Bane: no one will get in our way.

Bam Miller: Everyone is on borrowed time so Tick…. TOCK!!!

Bam flips the microphone in the air and it lands with a thud as he and Mac look at each other with a sinister smile on their faces.


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*The words "Earlier Today" appear at the bottom of the screen as the scene opens to the backstage area of the arena, just inside from the parking garage. The Mecca of Manhood is walking in, and slightly behind him is some hired help pulling his roller bag. The Bod God pulls his shades off and places them in the inside pocket of his Giorgio Armani suit. Mason wears an arrogant smile as he walks with a swagger through the back. "WHOA!" Mason says as he suddenly stops.

Mason's arrogant smile turns to a look of intrigue with a playful smile. The camera pans around to show Lexi Gold in a lavish dress, standing in Mason’s path.

As Lexi Gold approaches, Mike Mason closer, a look of confusion forms on her facial expression as she catches him continuing to stare her way. She stops to see what the deal was while keeping some distance between them. *

Lexi Gold: “I'm going to cut to the chase, you keep staring me down, what exactly do you want from me?”

Mike Mason: I think I want the exact same thing from you, that you want from me.

*Lexi tilts her head and looks at him up and down. *

Lexi Gold: “Oh, really now? What a coincidence. Well, why don't you go first and tell me what's on your mind, and I'll tell you what's on mine afterward. I'm Lexi Gold, by the way.”

*The Big Natty Daddy flashes his pearly whites as he unbuttons his suit jacket. Mason pulls his jacket back as he places his hands on his hips. His massive muscle bulges through his skin-tight button-up shirt. *

Mike Mason: Lexi, don't be coy. We are the two most beautiful people in WGWF, heck, in all of professional wrestling. And in my case, in the whole world. We should do what beautiful, powerful, influential people do with one another.

*She twirls her hair with her finger. *

Lexi Gold: “Normally I don't like to sound too egotistical, but you are right. Look, instead of telling you what's on my mind, why don't I show you instead. Think of it as a really big surprise.”

*She smirks and brings her purse forward and digs through it and pulls out what looks like some kind of card. She slides it into the shirt pocket of Mason’s dress shirt.*

Mike Mason: I'm assuming this is an invite?

Lexi Gold: “Yes, it sure is. Hopefully I'll see you after the show. Don't keep a lady waiting long now.”

*She winks, leans into him and whispers something into his ear before turning around and heading inside the arena. Mason hates to see Lexi go, but he does enjoy watching her leave. Mason smiles and nods his head as he turns to head into the arena. Mason snaps his fingers as he begins to walk and his hired help begins pulling his bag as the scene fades out. *

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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: The following contest is a Fatal Four Way Showcase… Introducing first…





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make her way to the ring, she is BROOKE BLAKELY!

The arena is illuminated in a few red, white, and blue lights as "Atta Girl" by Lainey Wilson plays, Brooke Blakely walks out being accompanied by her girlfriend and valet, Miss Moskowitz. Brooke slaps fans hands as she slides in the ring, the six foot Miss Moskowitz walks up the steps and enters the ring. Brooke hands Miss Moskowitz her jacket and awaits her opponent.


”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing participant number two…





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Making his return to the WGWF, JOEY BOURGORNO!

The crowd boos intently as Joey makes his way out followed by Vittore.

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: And introducing participant number three…



”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make his way to the ring… MAX DAEMON!

"Royal Flush" by Silva Hound ft. Mick Lauer and Jonathan Young plays on the PA system. The spotlights shine on Max despite the house lights still being up. He steps onto the stage a smirk on his face and his hooded jacket's hood up. He's also wearing the custom Reebok Ex-Oh-Fit Pure Platinum Hi-Daemons shoes. He looks out at the crowd for a few moments until the verse starts, giving them and the camera a quick middle finger.

He starts to walk down the ramp. He ignores the jeering fans, walking a brisk pace past them with the smirk on his face getting wider. As the chorus reaches its apex, Max hops onto the apron. He steps onto the turnbuckle, placing his right foot on the middle rope and the left on the top. He throws down his hood, unzipping his jacket as the chorus fades away. He points to the hard camera, giving it a finger gun "shot".

Upon the radio feedback, he hops off and takes the jacket off. He tosses it aside and waits patiently for whomever his opponent is as he sits down in the corner, the smirk never leaving his face

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: And finally…





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make his way to the ring, SPENCER ADAMS!

The opening baseline of No. 99 by Joey Bada$$ hits the PA and a spotlight pans over the crowd in search of Spencer before a camera cut shows us Spencer being escorted by a group of masked fans through the arena before the group eventually reaches a staircase between sections.



With the chorus playing out, the crowd’s chants of “BADMON!” carry throughout. Spencer marches down the stairs before hoping over and sitting atop the barricade. He looks over the crowd and raises an arm and pointed finger towards different parts of the crowd as he mouths the words “What’s my name?” for continued call and response.




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The referee has checked all 4 competitors and as he checks if they are all ready to go he signals for the bell.

DING DING DING1!!

And immediately Joey goes after Spencer and Max charges at Brooke. While Joey manages to use his size advantage to push Spencer into the corner and immediately unleashes some stiff punches to the gut. Brooke however managed to avoid the charging Max and used Max’s momentum to launch him out of the ring. She follows him to the outside and as he charged at her again she quickly used a drop toe hold to trip him up and send him crashing into the ringsteps. Meanwhile in the ring Joey goes to launch Spencer across the ring into the opposite corner but Spencer reverses the move and it is Joey that hits the turnbuckle hard right in the sternum. He crumbles to the mat and rolls out of the ring to get his breath back. In the meanwhile Brooke had slid back into the ring and stands toe to toe with the slightly taller Spencer.

CENTURION: As we expected chaos and mayhem from the opening bell!

TYLER CAGE: Brooke may be the smallest in this match but she is quick and smart. Her ring smarts have send Max into the ringsteps and he is not yet back into the match.

For a moment they both just stood there and a smile came over the face of Spencer as he shoved Brooke back. The crowd booed loudly in shock at his actions and the lovely Brooke had enough. She charges at Spencer spearing him down onto the mat and starts raining punches down on him and he is quick to push her off of him.. Just as the both of them get to their feet Brooke is hit from behind by Max and Spencer is charged by Joey and all four of them start brawling in the middle of the ring. Spencer launches Joey into the ropes but he stops at the ropes bracing himself on them but Spencer storms in and clotheslines him over the top rope to the floor and grabs Brooke by the arm and launches her to the ropes but she dives through them instead and with a suicide dive takes down Joey and in the ring Spencer is taken down with a superkick by Max. Max goes for the cover right away..

ONE..

TWO…

Kickout!!

The crowd cheers loudly for Spencer kicking out and Brooke rolls back into the ring and immediately runs at Max and with a hurrancanrana sends him spinning to the floor and into the corner. She charges at Max in the corner with a hip attack like move smashing his head into the turnbuckle. As she turns around it is her and Spencer once again.. They slap hands for a moment in respect before both take on a fighting stance once more..

CENTURION: “The action is hot and heavy in this match and delivers on the hype!”

TYLER CAGE: “Brooke is handling herself well against these three guys. The little southern spitfire is as beautiful as she is lethal.

As they lock up in the middle of the ring Spencer easily pushes Brooke into the corner but gives her a clean break and she applauds him. The crowd loving both of them chant both their names in support but as they go to tie up again Joey comes barging through the ring and clotheslines them both to the mat much to the displeasure of the crowd. Joey goes for the cover on Brooke first as both are laid out on the mat.

ONE

TWO..

Kickout!!

Brooke kicks out with a little energy behind it. Joey does not waste any time at all and goes for the cover on Spencer who got the worst of the impact as Joey hit him first.

ONE…

TWO…

Brooke breaks up the pin but on the other side it was Max that had come back into the ring and both ended the pinfall together.


CENTURION: “Near falls a plenty but the match continues!”

TYLER CAGE: “That was too close on Spencer. He may be out of it!”

Brooke and Max both see Spencer still out of it and Brooke dives to go for the cover..

ONE..

Max drags Brooke off Spencer and goes for the cover himself. Brooke breaks up that pin attempt and Max and Brooke start brawling in the middle of the ring and Joey quickly goes for the cover on Spencer..

ONE..

TWO…

Kickout!!!

Spencer kicked out and the referee calls for two as Joey protests and even goes as far as to grab the referee by the shirt but this ref is not someone to mess with and he pushes Joey away from him who stumbles back and is immediately grabbed into the backstabber by Max who saw his opportunity. Joey rolls out of the ring from the impact and holds his back as he lays on the floor on the outside. Brooke dropkicks Max, sending him stumbling out of the ring by it’s force. Brooke yanks Spencer to his feet again and the two lock up in the middle of the ring but as Spencer pushes the smaller and lighter Brooke into the corner she ducks underneath him and pushes him into the corner before pulling him back and rolling him up for the pin and even bridging back to get extra leverage..

ONE…

TWO…

KICKOUT!!

Spencer kicks out just before the hand of the referee could hit the mat and he signals for two. Brooke sighs but nods as she gets to her feet but as she goes to charge in again Max has returned into the ring and clotheslined Brooke. The WGWF fans did not appreciate this at all as their darling Brooke smashed into the mat with a sick thud before he went for the pin on her..

ONE..

TW..

Spencer breaks it up immediately with a stiff kick to the back of Joey that got hit before and makes him roll off of Brooke..

CENTURION: “Spencer saved Brooke and the match.”

TYLER CAGE: “There is no clear favorite to win the match as of yet!

All four are recovering from the battle they have fought already and each pick their own corners but the break only lasts a few seconds and much to the delight of the crowd they all four charge at each other Spencer getting himself some of Joey while Brooke charges right at Max. And the brawl is on. The two baby faces in the match slowly gain the upperhand until Joe knees Spencer in the gut making him gasp for breath. Max on the other hand grabs Brooke and chucks her over the top rope sending her crashing into the mat on the outside but she is not one to stay down and quite quickly gets back to her feet and into the ring and at that time Joey had Spencer rolled up for the pin attempt..

ONE!

That was all he got because Max kicked Joey in the back of the head right before he gets speared to the mat.

CENTURION: “What do they need to do to end this!”

TYLER CAGE: “That spear might do it.. 99 Problems on Joey by Spencer!!!”

Spencer connected with the devastating kick to Joey while at the same time Brooke had springboard jumped and connected with a leg drop on the chest of Max. Both Spencer and Brooke went for the cover!

ONE!!

TWO!!!!

Max kicks out just before the three count..

THREE!!!!!

DING DING DING!!!!

Spencer got the pin on Joey right as Max kicked out and Brooke was unable to stop the pinfall..

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Here is your winner… “Badmon” Spencer Adams!!!

Max slams his fist down on the mat and rolls out of the ring. Brooke sat for a moment longer and rightly so, she was so close. Spencer held his hand out to her and pulled her to her feet. A nod of respect was exchanged before Brooke made her way out of the ring as the referee raised Spencer’s hand in victory.

CENTURION: “This was so close and we nearly had a tie between Spencer and Brooke..”

TYLER CAGE: “I have a feeling we are going to see more of this kind of magic from her.”


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WINNER VIA PINFALL: “BADMON” SPENCER ADAMS
Match Time: 13:40

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Spencer has his arm raised in victory as he gazes into the camera with a slick smirk on his face as he gives the camera a wink.

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The WGWF cameras run down the hall and catch up to Todrick Tabor-Ramsey storming down the hallway with Austin Ramsey in hot pursuit.

Austin Ramsey: “Baby, will you just wait a minute? Please?”

Todrick ignores Austin and continues toward the stage area. Austin runs up to her and gently grabs her arm.

Austin Ramsey: “Toddy, stop. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the new personality, if you want to call it that. Look, I know you are upset with me right now, but how do we go from concerned parents, lovers, and best friends to you won’t even look at me? It’s balance for me. I thought you’d be happy about that.”

Todrick looks at him with tears in her eyes and says nothing. Austin can see the hurt in her eyes and hangs his head in shame.

Austin Ramsey: “Baby, I get it, you feel betrayed, but you have to talk to me. We haven’t been on the same page since Thursday, and that scares me.”

Todrick tries to turn away from him, but he won’t let her. He pulls her closer to him, and she struggles with him.

Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “No, you don’t get to do that right now. Austin not telling me is the same as lying to me. You promised never to lie to me. I have to find out from JMONT and Daniel during one of your many recent public spats. Austin, how could you? This is something that affects our entire family. This is something that is huge. You talk about being on the same page, but did you think of that when you decided not to tell me that someone new had emerged?”

Austin Ramsey: “But that’s the thing, baby, I don’t think this is a new one. The others are asleep or have merged into this one. I can’t explain it; I haven’t heard the others since WrestleWars 8 after they banged my head into the mat.”

Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “But you knew something was different, and you chose not to say anything. I don’t know this new version of you, and I am hurt. We aren’t on the same page, and it will take a while to return to that place.”

Austin fights back tears.

Austin Ramsey: “Baby, don’t do this to us. We need to be on the same page for the sake of our marriage and our children and defending our tag team titles tonight.”

Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “Austin, do you really think I give a FUCK about tag team titles right now? I showed up here for the people that paid money to see us in action. I didn’t show up to help you retain your precious titles tonight. I’m contractually obligated to be here. I showed up because Chris Page is a friend, and I don’t want to put him in a bind.”

Austin Ramsey: “Toddy, please don’t say that. We cannot show the world, especially our opponents tonight, that the house we built in the tag division is broken.”

Todrick Tabor-Ramsey: “Austin, hear me and hear me well. There is much more broken than that house we built, the state of our championship reign, and the state of The Show Stealerz as a team. I don’t know where we begin to fix it, but you better figure that shit out quickly.”

Todrick turns and walks off from Austin, who clutches his chest as he slides down the wall to a seated position on the floor. His face tells the story of his pain and the potential of his greatest fear coming to life right before his eyes.

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We find ourselves in the parking lot of the CRYPTO.COM ARENA, LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA. The parking lot is filled with many cars but the hard cam only focuses on a yellow Porsche that belongs to the WGWF Tag Team Champions The Show Stealerz. Then a red Mustang pulls up in the parking lot and it stops right in front of the yellow Porsche.

CENTURION: Wonder who this could be?

TYLER CAGE: I have no idea.

The doors of the red Mustang open up and out steps two men in a masked black ski masks, both holding some baseball bats in their hands as they walk over to the yellow Porsche.

CENTURION: I don't like the looks of this.

They tap their bats against the car in a teasing manner and then one of them looks at the camera with a smirk.

Masked Man One: BATTER UP!!!!

After the words leave his mouth they start bashing the Porsche with their bats. Smashing in all the windows, the headlights, and taillights, and even flattening the tires with their pocket knives.

CENTURION: These guys are disgusting, no respect for the Champa at all, don't you agree Tyler?

TYLER CAGE: I think it's entertaining.

They then go back to the red Mustang and open the truck and pull out two sledgehammers now and then proceed to bash the yellow Porsche some more until it becomes nothing more than a junk car. After they're done they take a seat on what's left of the hood.

Masked Man Two: Hope you like the facelift we just gave your whip Show Stealerz!

The dip laughs to each other as they do a fancy handshake with each other.

Masked Man One: Yeah free of charge because we really enjoyed redoing it for you but you know what we really would enjoy more? Those tag team titles.

Masked Man Two: We are coming for the belts sooner than later but for now will let you enjoy the time you have left with those belts until then consider this a warning.

They jump off the beaten-down car and hop back in their red Mustang and peel off out of the parking lot.

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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing the challenger, she is the number one contender for the TV Title, she is ATARA RAVEN!

The honeyed rasp of Atara's voice blares over the facility's PA in unison with those words appearing on the multitude of screens and displays littering the arena.

HELLO DOVES

The crowd pops and gets to their feet shouting in near total unison a single word.

OPA!

Arena lights start to pulse in time with the music and multiple vertical streams of pyro erupt across the front of stage. Strutting with purpose Atara emerges from the back taking spot centerstage atop the ramp. Posing for the camera, a wink and kiss is given to the viewers at home.

Grunge walking to the ringsteps, she climbs and stops at the top to posture again for her adoring public. Hand on her hip, the Grecian moves to the middle of the apron to blows a final kiss to the camera and enters the ring through the middle rope.

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: And her opponent…





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make her way to the ring with Norris and Smith, she is the WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPION and represented by CCPE, she is SONYA BENSON!

“Paint It Black" (the modern remixed version) by Valerie Broussard plays and the crowd jeers the hateful anti pro wrestling activist turned pro wrestler against her will as she emerges atop the ramp flanked by her manager Norris and her bodyguard Smith. Some hirelings are carting the sacred XWF hall of fame ring mat that she stole from the XWF hall of fame building during her desecration of it. The hirelings unroll it down the ramp and Sonya makes a speedy trek down to the ring because she does not want to freaking be here. During their transit to the ring she makes sure to have Norris rip up some of the fans’ signs that she finds offensive. Once they get inside the ring she moves to her corner where she paces nervously while getting an encouraging pep talk from her entourage.


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TYLER CAGE: I still can’t believe this is happening. I just can’t wrap my head around it.

CENTURION: Sonya must have struck the greatest deal ever with her joining CCPE or she has some dirt on Page. This is outlandish! The Chris Page I know wouldn’t let this shit fly.

With Atara and James in the ring now, the referee begrudgingly asks for Atara to hand over Ismini so he can place it in the torso carrier attached to Sonya. Atara hesitates as any concerned mother would in this horrific circumstance, but finally obeys, giving Ismini a loving hug and kiss before relinquishing her.

As the ring official goes about fastening Ismini to Sonya, Atara stares her down with a look that has so many emotions written in it - fury, worry, pain - the whole lot. James Raven is more singular with his expression; it’s one of pure one-hitter-killer dagger glare right through her.

Naturally, Ismini begins crying her eyes out when fully seated in the apparatus, so Benson inserts some ear-plugs in her ears and beams the nastiest, most vile Bitch Face at Atara and James. Atara and James kiss and he departs to his station outside the ring, potining a warning finger to Norris and Smith.

With all things set, the bell chimes thrice to begin this absurd match.

DING DING DING!

Atara cautiously circles Sonya as the cocky aristocrat saunters to the middle of the ring, feeling oh-so-brave knowing she essentially has a hostage. Benson takes Ismini’s precious little hands and does punching motions at Atara with them. The crowd goes nuclear with heat for Benson but she just cocks her head back and laughs…. Laughs… laughs

Atara sees a moment to strike and lunges, almost nabbing the Rich Bitch but sadly the champion evades and slips between the ropes onto the apron. Despite not being under attack, Sonya is screaming like Atara has lit her on fire. After a few moments she realizes she’s not in danger, but she’s pissed that Atara almost got her.

Doing the smart thing, Sonya climbs to the top rope from the outside, sending the whole arena and her opponent into panic mode. From on high, Sonya screeches at Atara… “BACK OFF! LAY DOWN AND TAKE THE THREE! GET OUT OF HERE AND TAKE A COUNT OUT. DO SOMETHING TO MAKE ME WINNER AND I WON’T BELLY FLOP YOUR DAUGHTER TO DEATH FROM HERE!”

Atara is beside herself, pleading with Sonya to stop this insanity. The confrontation is long enough for James Raven to swing into action, and he does so by rocketing onto the apron and grabbing at Sonya. Norris and Smith jump in, though, and a 2vs1 erupts. Normally this would be a disadvantage, but James is in “Dad Mode” and thus cannot be stopped. As he engages in a wild brawl with Norris and Smith, Sonya is distracted and Atara grabs the vile bitch in a modified rear naked choke hold from behind and drags her very gently from the buckles and into the ring. The crowd is going BALLISTIC with cheers.

“A-TAR-A!
A-TAR-A!
A-TAR-A!”

Sonya’s arms and legs flail about hectically but the despicable bitch has enough wits about her to try and place Ismini in what appears to be…

TYLER CAGE: OH.. MY FUCKING GOD!

CENTURION: SHE’S GONNA REAR-NAKED CHOKE THE BABY!

Nope! Atara realizes what the terrible woman is about to do and, alarmed, releases her hold and halts the failed attempt, then frantically tries to unstrap her daughter from Sonya. The Rich Bitch’s ploy has worked. No longer in the choke, she hand-fights Atara for control of the torso carrier before suddenly being yanked from the ring by a bruised but functional Norris, while Smith and James continue to duke it out nearby.

Atara isn’t having that bullshit and gives chase, bowling over Noris with a lariat and going on hot pursuit for Sonya. The Aristocrat flees up the steps and scurries into the ring where she balls a fist and lords it over the baby’s head, threatening to punch it. This stops Atara in her tracks.

Sneering, Sonya yells at Atara… “LIE DOWN BITCH! TAKE THE LOSS!”

Atara’s entire body is shaking with every emotion one can have, but she doesn’t know what to do. In this moment, as the fans’ hatred is voiced to wall rattling crescendo, Sonya’s sneering face slowly drips to a repulsed one, as if she’s suddenly tasted something sour. Then, a moment later, she dry heaves and looks down at baby Ismini, a trail of liquid dookie dropping out of the diaper and onto her $2,000 dollar shoes.

Sonya IMMEDIATELY unstraps her and tosses her to the referee but cannot spare herself from vomiting all over the canvas. The ring adjutant finds James finishing off Smith a dick-kick into one of his finishers, so he hands Ismini off to him and the crowd goes NUTS with cheers!

After emptying herself with the final puke-a-palooza, Sonya stops on a dime and a look of realization comes over her. It’s at this precise moment she knows she has fucked up. Without even seeing Atara behind her, Benson shakes her head “no'' vigorously.

TYLER CAGE: Ooooohhh here we go! Sonya fucked around and now she’s gonna FIND OUT!

CENTURION: I’m gonna enjoy every damn bit of this!

Sonya makes a run for the ropes but Atara grabs her by the hair and yanks her down HARD to the mat, then mounts her and unleashes a maddening bombardment of ground-n-pound. Sonya surprisingly defends them well, but still gets rocked by a few before Atara yanks her up and practically hurls her into the ropes and drills her with a signature Powerslam to ring rattling effect.

Popping up to a stand, Atara peels Sonya off the canvas and sends her head over ass like a shot rabbit again and again and again and again with a series of violent Judoka throws and Greco-Roman suplexes. Sonya has been rendered little more than Themis’s own personal practice dummy.

Benson, groggy and battered, gets to her knees and begs for mercy, hands clasped together as if praying to Atara. This Goddess is not a merciful one, not on this night. Sonya has made the ultimate transgression and the wrath will be biblical.

Atara manhandles her up and bully-tosses her into the corner, whereupon she knocks air and spit from her with a charging corner clothesline. With Sonya trapped there, she climbs up and pulverizes the Rich Bitch with punches so fast and furious that the fans and the referee can’t keep up.

“One
Two
Three four
Five six seven
Eightnineten
Eleventwilevethirteen
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Atara keeps going well past what normally would be a DQ, but the referee is lax and allows it. She bashes her the 20th time then climbs off, letting Benson stumble from the corner and face plant into the puddle of vomit she spewed earlier. Better yet, Atara mounts her back and rubs her face back and forth in it, and there’s not a damn thing Sonya can do about it.

With the match well in hand, and a loving kiss-blow to her hubby and daughter at ringside, the vengeful goddess hurls Sonya into the ropes once more, and on the rebound PLANTS the puke drenched bitch with a thunderous signature Greco-Roman double leg spinebuster-slam. She follows it up with a brief pin attempt and no, no no no, Sonya’s punishment must continue, so she changes her mind and breaks the pin off.

Dragging Sonya up to her vertical base, she holds her by the hair and bitch slaps her several times before heaving her up and over in a picture-perfect signature Atara overhead belly-to-belly plex. Sonya lies sprawled across the canvas, utterly wiped out. She’s done. Still, Atara bends down and picks her up, whipping her into the ropes once more to finally end it with a Judgement of Paris, BUT Norris saves the day by tripping his own client and pulling her from the ring. Atara once more gives chase, but Norris bravely stands between her and Sonya, sacrificing himself yet again as Atara beats the brakes off of him and sends him hurdling over the barricade into the laps of fans.

From behind, a desperate Sonya running dropkicks her, sending her rang-a-banging into the steel post. Benson, still spaghetti legged, dizzily pushes her in the ring and trails in her wake, managing to connect with…

TYLER CAGE: BITCH TRIGGER! Damn it! No!

CENTURION: She didn’t get all of it! She’s so fatigued!

It’s true. Sonya laboriously pins Atara.

One!

Two!

Thr-NAW!

Kick-out! The crowd erupts like a volcano! Sonya surges to her knees, still teething left and right, and pleads with the referee, even grabbing his pants and tugging on him. The zebra shirt admonishes her for this and the two battle it out, him trying to pry her off him. Unfortunately for Sonya, behind the referee arises Atara, now more pissed than before. Atara roars and..

TYLER CAGE: JKO! JKO! OUTTA NOWHERE!

CENTURION: WHAT THE HELL IS J-MONT DOING? WHERE THE HELL DID HE COME FROM? ATARA’S OUT!

The fans become UNGLUED as J-Mont, having bolted into the ring like a super sonic laser beam and laid out Atara, just as quickly exits, pointing at a shocked and enraged James Raven along the way. And the ref, as custom, didn’t see a thing.

Sonya urgently covers her and the crowd starts rioting.

One!

Two!

CENTURION: COME ON, ATARA! KICK OUT!

Three!

DING DING DING!

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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND STILL WGWF TELEVISION CHAMPION: SONYA BENSON
Match Time: 10:07

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The crowd erupts with boos as Sonya has her arm raised in victory and is awarded the WGWF Television Championship. Smith and Norris hoist Sonya up on their shoulders as she celebrates a successful title defense.



TYLER CAGE: Hold the phone!!

Sonya’s head diverts to the top of the ramp as we see KIM PAIN walk out through the curtain and stand at the top of the ramp with her eyes fixated on Sonya and the WGWF Television Championship.

CENTURION: It looks like Kim Pain is staking claims for the next shot at Sonya and the TV Title! I am here for it!

Smith and Norris put Sonya down on the mat where she walks over to the ropes and looks back up at Kim. Sonya hoists up the Television Championship while Kat runs her hands across her waist.

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Money begins to fall from the sky very slowly at first before it begins to rain all over the place. The fans in attendance pause and remain silent in confusion.

TYLER CAGE: The people got their moneys worth tonight!

The money falls from the sky for several minutes while fans scramble to pickup and catch what they can.

Mad or nah, baby is you mad at all?

Mad or Nah by Krispel rings throughout the arena as the lights begin to fade with a spotlight hitting the top of the stage. Justin York walks out onto the stage wearing light blue jeans and no shirt. He holds his arms out at the top of the stage whilst licking his tongue out. York begins his walk down the ramp and rolls right into the ring and calls for a mic which he is quickly met with. He taps on the microphone a few times while walking around before even beginning to speak. The crowd is chanting assssss-hole as he lifts the microphone to his lips.

Justin York- I see you fat smelly no good pieces of shit have missed me and continue to envy me. Who the hell could blame you though.

Justin holds out the mic to the crowd for them to continue to boo with a huge smirk on his face.

Justin York- how generous of me to give a group of losers such as yourself there five minutes of fame. You have been heard, happy now? Nobody gives a fuck, shut up!

Justin York walks around the ring with a smile on his face.

CENTURION: Why is Justin York here?! I thought he retired long ago. Lost his smile or something.

TYLER CAGE: Something tells me he has unfinished business with the world of professional wrestling.

Justin York- I know all of you pissants thought you’d have the honest pleasure of never having to see me again.

The fans cheer for the first time since York has stepped into the arena.

Justin York- Well you may as well put your bottom lips away before the birds shit on them because I’m FUCKIN BACK! Not only am I back but I’ve come to handle some serious business.

TYLER CAGE: The sneaking suspicion comes true.

Justin York- I’ll cut right to the chase as I’ve never been one to waste time fuckin around… CHRIS PAGE. You son of a bitch!

The fans are mildly confused as Page and York to the extent of their knowledge have always gotten along.

Justin York- We’ve been through it all together the ups and downs but one thing you haven’t had the short and curlies to do is give me the much anticipated rematch, the one I deserve. I’ve been waiting months and I’m done waiting, I’ve come to your backyard, I’ve treed you. Get your ass out here chump!

TYLER CAGE: This is about to get really really good!

The fans are chanting WGWF in anticipation of the owner of the company coming out to answer the challenge. Several second pass before Justin shifts his attention toward the top of the ramp.

JUSTIN YORK- Let’s go old man, I don’t have all day and I know you’re back there.

The crowd continues to boo Justin York who starts getting visibly frustrated as he spouts out.

JUSTIN YORK- You must think I’m playing around.

Justin drops down to the mat and rolls out to the floor where he makes his way toward the timekeeper's area. He throws the timekeeper from his chair and folds it up. Justin slides the chair into the ring and slides back in after it. Justin picks up the chair and sets it up in the center of the ring facing the top of the ramp. He takes a seat.

JUSTIN YORK- I’d hate to deprive these fans of the remainder of Championship Monday…



Los Angeles, California comes unglued upon the countdown clock ticking down to zero. Justin gets out of the chair before tossing it from the ring. The ovation gets louder as Chris Page walks out through the curtain with a headset around his neck, dressed in a custom-made suit like the fucking man he is.

CENTURION: Be careful what you wish for Mr. York.

TYLER CAGE: You can feel the electricity inside the Crypto.Com Arena.

Chris starts to make the walk toward the ring where Justin York paces back and forth across the ring. Chris reaches ringside where he removes the wireless headset from around his neck and puts it on the ring apron. Chris makes his way up the ring and steps to the apron before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. Chris calls for a microphone and is handed one by a ring attendant. The music fades away leaving a resounding “CCP! CCP! CCP! CCP!” chant in unison from the sold-out crowd. Chris stares across at Justin as the chant from the crowd gets louder and louder.

CENTURION: Los Angeles is certainly Page Country.

Chris lets the chant continue from the crowd until he slowly raises the microphone to his lips before turning toward the fans.

CHRIS PAGE: What up Los Angeles?

A loud ovation is heard as Chris directs his attention back toward Justin York.

CHRIS PAGE: And of course, Justin York. So, let me make sure I understand this, you show up out of nowhere, walk into my company, and have the audacity to interrupt CHAMPIONSHIP MONDAY because you want to challenge me to a match? Our history is about as ancient as that haircut and outfit you threw together in an attempt to look witty and cool. The last time you tried some shit like this was at the DPI where you got skunked by Thad Duke.

The crowd pops.

CHRIS PAGE: Since you rudely hijacked my broadcast and are so desperate for an answer then allow me to look you in the eye and give you one. You see, I’m not sure if you if you’ve paid attention but the last thing I do is compete inside my ring UNLESS Buster Gloves no-shows.

Chris turns toward the camera giving it a thumbs up before turning his attention back toward Justin York.

CHRIS PAGE: And I hate to be the bearer of bad news, he isn’t employed here anymore. So, the answer to your question is, no.

There are some boos from the crowd as Chris drops the microphone and turns to exit the ring when we see Justin snatch the chair and fold it before waffling Page across the back! The crowd erupts with boos as Page falls to the mat! Justin York continues to drive the chair repeatedly across the back and spine of Chris Page!

TYLER CAGE: Justin York is unloading on Chris Page with that steel chair!

The crowd is furious as York steps back away from Page who starts to stir as he uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet where he turns around and York drills Page over the skull with a vile chair shot dropping the living legend and busting him wide open in the process. Justin screams at a fallen Chris Page when suddenly Justin tosses the chair and escapes the ring as we see Mac Bane, Jim Caedus, and Bam Miller hit the ring. Justin York jumps the barrier and heads off through the crowd while Jim, Mac, and Bam check on the fallen Chris Page.

CENTURION: Justin York couldn’t take no for an answer and has left Chris Page, the owner of our company, a bloody mess in his own ring.

Justin is spotted in the crowd throwing up a double middle finger as we fade


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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: The next contest on CHAMPIONSHIP MONDAY is for the WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP!





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing the challenger, about to make his way to the ring, “MARVELOUS” MIKE MASON!

("Power" by Kanye West begins to play over the PA and the crowd instantly begins to boo. As the words "Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power
(21st-century schizoid man)" play, a spot light shines on the entrance way revealing the Marvelous One. His back is to the crowd, and his arms are spread out wide revealing the rhinestones words "Simply Marvelous" on the back of the robe.

The Marvelous One spins around with a huge and cocky smile on his face. The light bounces off of his sequined and rhinestone white ring rob, with purple and blue designs on it. The darkness is replaced with a soft purple glow, but the spotlight stays on The Mecca of Manhood.

The Marvelous One struts to the ring, walking slowly, taking his time and allowing everyone to view him. He climbs the ring stairs and instructs the referee to hold the ropes open for him.

The Ref holds the ropes open and the Marvelous One steps through and wins around in a 360 to the middle of the ring. He unties his robe, and removes it slowly, handing it to the referee.

The Marvelous One hits a front double bicep in the center of the spotlight as the music fades out.)

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: His opponent…





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make his way to the ring, he is the WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, “CHOLO” GIOVANNI SANTANA!

The intro to "Mi Gente", the Re-Mix by Jay Balvin featuring Beyoncé and Willy William begins to play getting the crowd to jump to their feet. Once the beat drops, out steps "Cholo" Giovanni Santana looking as good as ever and flashing that million-dollar smile. He holds his usual mezcal cocktail on his hand as he soaks it all in, feeling the love from the fans, and after a few seconds he makes his way to the ring. He walks up the steps, walks on the apron and after wiping his boots, respecting the ring, he gets inside. He walks towards the middle nodding his head to the beat of the catchy song, making his afro wave back and forth. Some of the fans get into it, especially the ladies and Cholo points and winks to some. He goes to chill in one corner, and when the ref comes over to check him, instead he hands him his drink and asks for another. The ref shakes his head not amused and he hands the drink to an official on the outside and then checks Cholo while he, and some of the fans nearby share a laugh.


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Cholo surrenders the championships to the referee who hands it to the timekeeper at ringside and then calls for the bell and right off the bat Mason and Cholo rush each other, meeting in the middle of the ring with an exchange of strikes that Mason quickly gets the upper hand of. He delivers a thunderous knee strike to the gut of Cholo and then hits the ropes striking with a knee to the side of Cholo’s head who Is curled over already, he goes crashing to the mat. The fans are booing as Mason hits the ropes again to deliver an elbow drop to Cholo which connects. Mason takes a moment to taunt the fans before hitting the ropes again and attempting a knee drop but Cholo moves and the crowd comes unglued as Cholo rises to the mat while Mason is holding his knee on the canvas.

CENTURION: Mike Mason has to keep his eye on the prize or there won’t be one.

TYLER CAGE: Took the words right from me.

Cholo tees up a perfect knife-edge chop just as Mason rises to his feet.

CENTURION: That was as loud of a chop as I’ve heard in a very long time.

Cholo times a second knife-edge chop perfectly and the sound echoes throughout the arena much to the delight of the fans in attendance.

TYLER CAGE: Mason's chest is lit up like a Christmas tree off just two chops!

Cholo begins crushing the head of Mason with heavy closed right hands which he is admonished by the referee for. Cholo slams Mason to the mat with a body slam followed by the exact same elbow drop that he was hit with earlier in the match. Cholo makes a quick cover. The fans count along with the referee.

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Mason kicks out at an early two count and the fans let out a gasp of disappointment but begin a “Cholo” chant.

CENTURION: A few more exchanges and persistence like that and the night could end early.

Cholo brings Mason to his feet and punches him square between the eyes and hooks him and takes him up for a standing vertical suplex and drops Mason right to his back and once again makes a quick cover.

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TYLER CAGE: Cholo is certainly showing his strength here tonight suplexing a guy 50 pounds heavier than him.

CENTURION: It’s still going to take more than that to put away the marvelous one.

The fans of the WGWF have erupted in support of Cholo who remains persistent and grabs Mason by the back of the head trying to bring him to his feet but Mason grabs him by the trunks and pulls him right through the middle rope to the floor. The fans are again booing as Mason rolls outside the ring to meet his rival. Mason grabs Cholo by the hair and delivers a sickening spine buster right onto the floor as the referee has begun the ten count.

TYLER CAGE: The sound of Cholo hitting the outside was nasty and Mike Mason is back in charge of the match.

Mason is taunting the crowd once again as they are chanting “Asshole” in dramatic fashion. He then turns to the fallen Cholo and waves at him to get up. As soon as one of Cholo’s feet touches the floor Mason takes a short run at him and hits a shoulder block that sends Cholo back into the barricade. The referee has hit a count of three.

TYLER CAGE: That was about as powerful a shoulder block as you’re ever going to see, Cholo is really on the ropes.

CENTURION: WATCH OUT!

Mason takes another run at Cholo this time hitting him with a huge big boot that sends him directly over the barricade and into the roaring crowd that are supporting the champion. The referee is now to a count of five as Mason has made his way over the barricade.

TYLER CAGE: You can’t win the title on a count out!

Mason grabs the hair of Cholo once again but gets three stern elbows to the gut which slows the powerhouse. Mason pulls Cholo to his feet despite the shots and hooks him for a vertical suplex. The referee is now at a count of 7

CENTURION: Mike Mason is going to send Cholo over the barrier and back to the floor, tough night for the champ.

Cholo slides out the back and lands on his feet on the other side of the barrier and quickly spins Mason around and slams his head into the barrier and hoists Mason over the barrier to the floor with a snap suplex variation. The referee's count is now at nine and Cholo rolls into the ring and back out to break the count and kneels on the mat to gather himself for a moment.

CENTURION: Cholo is holding his ribs, you have to imagine that spine buster on the floor from Mike Mason did him no favors.

TYLER CAGE: Mason isn’t exactly in the greatest shape either and I have a feeling we are nowhere near done here.

Cholo attacks with a chop as Mason is making it back to his knees but his arm is caught and Mason stands to his feet and drives his knee not once but twice into the guy of Cholo before rolling him back into the ring. The fans give Mason a ton of grief and a standing “you suck” chant but it doesn’t phase him.

TYLER CAGE: He loves this shit!

Mason climbs the apron and gets back into the ring and Cholo is waiting as he bounces off the ropes running toward Mason who gains a little momentum and attempts another big boot that is ducked by Cholo who stops completely while Mason hits the ropes and rebounds right into a tilt a whirl back breaker. Cholo grabs Mason from behind who has bounced back up to his feet as a result of the intensity of the backbreaker and drives him to the mat with a reverse DDT and hooks the leg for the cover.

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Mason kicks out after a lengthy two-count much to the dismay of the fans.

CENTURION: Everyone in this building is firmly behind Cholo and he’s pulling out all the stops to retain his title.

Cholo rises quickly back to his feet sensing that the end could be nearer than it is far. He pulls Mason back to his feet and slips behind him locking in a Full Nelson Submission and begins applying the pressure.

CENTURION: EL MATADOR!

The fans are going buck wild as they sense the end and Cholo retaining his Intercontinental Championship. It’s at this exact point that Mike Mason runs toward the corner and ducks which causes Cholo’s head to bounce off of the turnbuckles and release the hold. Cholo ducks an incoming clothesline, and springboards off the ropes with a flying forearm but he’s caught vertically in mid-air.

TYLER CAGE: Mike Mason just caught Cholo mid air, unbelievable.

Mason looks for Simply Marvelous that Cholo counters with a Tornado DDT!

CENTURION: Counter by Cholo!

The Los Angeles crowd roars as Cholo makes the cover hooking the inside leg.

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A massive gasp from the crowd as Mason kicks out!

TYLER CAGE: The Challenger is still alive and kicking. The sheer hatred that both of these two have for each other over the last several months is reaching a boiling point.

Cholo starts working his way back to his feet where he reaches down picking Mason up off the mat. Cholo shoots the Marvelous One into a neutral corner and charges in after him looking for a Stinger Splash! Mason sidesteps Cholo at the last second sending the Champion crashing chest-first into the buckles!

Mason quickly snatches a Full Nelson before delivering a MARVELOUS PLEX which he holds with a bridge!

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Cholo escapes with a kick out to a massive ovation from the crowd!

CENTURION: The momentum shifts back and forth between these two like I’ve never seen. Mason and Cholo are tearing down the house tonight in Los Angeles.

The crowd rallies behind Cholo as we see Mike working his way back up to his feet. The referee checks on Cholo and Mike takes this opportunity to remove the top turnbuckle cover in a neutral corner and tosses it down to the floor before making his way to Cholo. Mason reaches down picking Cholo up where he shoots him into the ropes, Cholo bounces off the ropes and into a boot to the midsection that doubles over the Intercontinental Champion.

Mason sets up Cholo for a Piledriver.

The crowd explodes as Cholo counters with a back body drop!

Mason quickly gets back to his feet where he swings at Cholo who blocks the right hand and hammers with a right hand to Mason! Mason swings again, and again it’s blocked with Cholo countering with a right hand! Cholo lands a third and a fourth rocking the challenger back into the corner with the exposed buckle!

Cholo charges toward Mason who sidesteps Cholo who puts on the brakes as he nears the corner but Mason takes Cholo and drives him head first off the exposed buckle sending the Intercontinental Champion crumbling to the mat! The crowd erupts with boos as Mason makes a cover!

CENTURION: Mason’s going to steal it!

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The roof explodes as Cholo kicks out!

CENTURION: CHOLO KICKED OUT!

But Cholo has been busted wide open in the process! Mason gets back to his feet where he argues the count with the referee who shows him two fingers. Mason scoffs at the referee before turning his attention back toward Cholo. Mike calls for SIMPLY MARVELOUS as he then picks a bloody Cholo up off the mat. Mason looks to hit the Sky High as he fires Cholo into the ropes. Cholo latches onto the top rope! Mason explodes toward Cholo who throws a boot up to the face that rocks Mason back toward the corner with the exposed buckle.

A groggy Cholo runs toward Mason who swings with a lariat.

Cholo ducks under, and Mason spins around where he’s takedown with a double leg. Cholo falls backward catapulting Mason toward the buckle where he bounces sternum first off the exposed steel! Cholo gets back to his feet where Mason staggers backward and into a Full Nelson that Cholo snaps off with a Suplex with a Bridge!

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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND STILL WGWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION: CHOLO
Match Time: 22:34

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The crowd erupts as Cholo gets to his knees. His arm is raised in victory before the referee breaks away and gets the Intercontinental Championship as the crowd is on fire. Mike Mason rolls out of the ring as we see Cholo step up to his feet, his face a crimson mask as he hoists up the IC Title to a huge roar from the crowd.

TYLER CAGE: What a battle, what a war for the Intercontinental Championship… but on this night, Mike Mason’s plan backfired and Cholo has successfully retained the Title.

CENTURION: I’m still catching my breath. Mason and Cholo just delivered.

Cholo hops up on the middle turnbuckle and hoists up the Intercontinental Championship as we fade to commercial.

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We return to Crypto.com arena in Los Angeles California as the hard cams circles around displaying all the exciting fans in the sold-out arena as they display their signs of their favorite wrestlers of the WGWF falls on the commentary team.

CENTURION: : Welcome back to best damn wrestling show on planet earth as we get ready to bring you more exciting action right Tyler?

Tyler doesn't answer though, he just sits there laid back in his black leather chair with a cold look in his eyes while one of Baddies behind him gives him a massage.

CENTURION: Tyler?

Tyler looks over at Centurion as if it's his first time hearing him.

TYLER CAGE: I can't do this anymore.

Tyler taps the soft hands of the Baddie and tell her he's good and then he stands up and takes his headset off and leaves it on the commentary table.

CENTURION: Tyler what are you doing?

Tyler ignores Centurion and instead gets a microphone from the ringside staff and then slides inside the ring and starts getting a LOUD reaction from his hometown of LA. Tyler takes it all in before settling them down and then raises the microphone up.

TYLER CAGE: Since the relaunch of this company I've sat in that chair next to Centurion and watched a lot of competitors come and go. I've sat there and watched people I think less of like Fred Debonair, Emily Simms, Big Pun, Damage and so much more get opportunities that could be career-changing but all they do is fumble the bag.

Tyler smirks a little while still showing some anger in his facial expression.

TYLER CAGE: Then there are the so called top guys like Peter, Mac, Bam, Cholo and many more that elak around here like they shit don't stink and think they are BIG MONEY!!! New flash everyone there is only one big-ticket main event in this company and he's been sitting at the commentary table allowing you all to get your flowers but not anymore!!!

Tyler's hometown of LA starts getting behind as they cheer him on and Tyler smiles so confidently.

TYLER CAGE: Yea that's right the honeymoon season is over for every last one of you in the WGWF, I'm about to start putting my foot on your weak ass necks and that includes all these new flavor of the months that just rolled into this company.

Tyler walks up to the hard cam and gets close into the lens.

TYLER CAGE: Yeah I'm talking about you Spencer and your friend Bachuss. You both think you're going to walk in here and take over like it's Action Wrestling but news flash gentleman you're in the ocean with the great whites and orcas now this ain't no small pond and I promise when we meet I'm going to expose you to just how mediocre you both are.

Tyler smirks.

TYLER CAGE: But don't get it twisted you two ain't that high on my priority list, I got bigger fish fry in this company and I'm about to make my objective clear. I'm a big match fighter, I only show up for the right price and the right prize. And the right prize is the WGWF World Championship, I do not care for your small consolation prizes below it. So Chris Page, listen up, I don't care who I have to run through, set the gauntlet up so that I can smash the competition until I sit on the top like I was born to be! It's time to enter The BIGMONEY ERA!!!

Tyler takes a bow in front of his hometown of LA as they cheer him on and he then goes to pose on the top turnbuckle but then he gets a surprise from a familiar face. Kanye West- Jesus Walks plays over the speakers and then the light flickers to the beat until Justin Cage comes out of the entrance and onto the stage in black and yellow tights and a jacket to match with some shades on and a custom-made Pokemon necklace. He looks over the arena as the fans cheer him on he stands on the stage

CENTURION: HOLY SHIT!!! That's Tyler's baby brother Justin Cage. He's been out of the wrestling business for over a year now because of a torn Achilles. Could this mean Justin is WGWF now and is Bad Influence getting back together?!

On cue pyro goes off behind Justin and then Justin Cage makes his way down the ramp hyped up as he high-fives the fans at ringside, he comes to a stop when he sees a young fan with and stops to interact with him and then give them his Pokemon chain and gets a loud pop for it and then proceeds to slide into the ring and run to get up on the turnbuckle and raise his arms up in the air as he overlooks the crowd for a moment and then drops down and looks at his brother with a huge smile and gives him a hug while Tyler still has a look of shock on his face.

CENTURION: You can tell Tyler knew nothing about this.

Justin gets handed a microphone and then walks to the center of the ring to begin speaking but the fans of his hometown give him a loud OVATION. Justin embraces it but in the corner, Tyler stands there in disbelief and almost a little annoyed. After a few minutes, the fans settle down and then Justin raises his microphone.

Justin Cage: It's been a year and four months since I last stood in a wrestling ring and it feels damn good to be back and I want to thank Chris Page for taking a chance on me and I promise not to let you down. My road to recovery was hard and the amount of physical and mental therapy I had to go through just to get back in this ring was worth it, just so I can stand here and be in a wrestling ring again but most importantly I'm back at my brother's side.

Tyler smiles at him before living up his microphone.

TYLER CAGE: I'm happy for you bro I really am, it's glad to have another Cage back in the business and to add to our legacy name.

Justin nods his head on understanding and puts on a happy smile again.

Justin Cage: Now I know you said you don't want to focus on anything lower than the World Heavyweight Championship but we got a second chance to make tag team wrestling special and win Tag Team Titles like we always dream of, so what you say, bro, put the band back together?

Tyler takes a minute to answer as he paces back and forth, after a few minutes he comes to a stop and looks at Justin with a heartwarming smile.

TYLER CAGE: Fuck it let’s do it!

Justin jumps up and down with excitement and then Tyler goes over to give his brother a hug.

CENTURION: You love to see moments like this and I can't wait to see if the reunited brothers can win it all.

They continue to embrace each other with the hug but then Tyler delivers a low blow with a knee shot to the groin of his baby brother Justin.

CENTURION: WHAT THE HELL TYLER!!!

Justin falls forward and leans on Tyler's shoulder while Tyler just looks at Justin with disgust and then plans him face-first in the ring with a DDT! Tyler stares down his fallen brother who struggles to get up as he reaches up to Tyler.

CENTURION: This is sad to see, families at home if you're watching with kids turn your tv off this is going to get worse before it gets better.

Tyler lifts Justin back up to his feet and delivers a body shot punch that knocks the air out of Justin and Justin falls down again to the mat and Tyler just starts stomping him repeatedly and even gets some punches into the head. Tyler then rolls out of the ring and walks over to the commentary table and Centurion tries to talk some sense into him.

CENTURION: Tyler stop this, you've made your point, that's your baby brother in there remember that.

Tyler ignores Centurion as he passes by the commentary table and instead grabs two steel chairs and tosses one into the ring and then slides into the ring with the other. Justin staggers to his feet and as he turns around Tyler blasts Justin over the head with a thunderous chair shot that echoes throughout the arena. The shot bust Justin open as he starts bleeding and eventually his face becomes a crimson mask but Tyler doesn't stop as he hits Justin over the back with multiple chair shots before taking the second chair and placing it under the head of Justin.

CENTURION: WHERE IS SECURITY!!!! THIS IS INSANE!!!!

Tyler raises the other chair high above his head to ame sure he gets enough momentum for impact and then at the height of the fan's loud disapproval Tyler smashes the chair into the head of Justin and blood splatters a little and then Justin tosses the chair as medical come running down the ramp in a hurry.

CENTURION: Thank God!

As the medical staff get in they plead with Tyler to walk away and let them do his job and at first he does as he exits the ring with a proud smile on his face but as he gets halfway up the ramp, he looks back over his shoulder with a disgusted look and then turns around makes his way back to the ring.

CENTURION: Someone stop him!

Tyler slides back into the ring and starts attacking the medical team. Once he's cleared the ring, Tyler drags Justin over to the corner and sticks his leg inside the steel chair, and then jumps up on the top turnbuckle and then ten fans start letting him have it as they start booing him but Tyler just smiles and talks shit to him and then points down at his beating down brother and lets them know he's about to snap his leg.

CENTURION: Tyler has lost his damn mind and has shown how heartless he can be. You think you know a guy but Tyler has proven to be a terrible human that has no love for anyone including his own family as he tries to put Justin back on the shelf.

Before Tyler can jump off the turnbuckle security finally comes rushing in the ring and block his path to Justin as more medical come into the ring and finally get Justin out of harm's way. Tyler jumps down with a smirk on his face and then rolls out the ring as the fans in the front row boo him. Tyler walks up the ramp talking trash and then looks down at his hand and realizes he has his brother's blood on them. He laughs as wipes it on his chest.

CENTURION: Tyler should be disgusted with his actions but he's not because he's a son of a bitch and a man with no empathy. I can promise you this Tyler has a spot saved for him in hell!


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”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: The following contest is your CHAMPIONSHIP MONDAY Main Event of the evening, and it is for the WGWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

The crowd explodes!

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: The winner of this contest will also garner the first pick of the WAR GAMES Draft.





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Introducing first, about to make his way to the ring, he is represented by CCPE… He is JIM CAEDUS!

The now familiar opening notes to "Ready Steady Go" by Paul Oakenfold begin to blast from the PA moments before the ring announcer plugs. The fans erupt. As the spiel is unloaded the lights cut, plunging the arena in darkness before silver strobes begin to flash and silver spotlights begin to continuously wave from along the length of the entrance walkway to the crowd and back.

Obviously practiced and well-timed, the moment the announcer finishes, "ready, steady, g-g-go!" is let fly by the song's vocalist and silver pyro erupts from the egress. Before the cloud of smoke dissipates, Jim Caedus emerges as the house lights come up. His hair hangs freely, bandanna covering the majority of his face, his eyes absent of emotion as he surveys the crowd of cheering Caedus marks and smarks as well as the haters shouting insults, Fuck You and booing.

As the music continues he turns his attention to the ring and it's inhabitant(s) before advancing forward while carefully gathering his long blonde hair into a secured samurai-style bun. At ringside he removes his bandanna and scales the steps, ascending to the apron and stepping through the ropes into battle.

”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: And his opponent…





”THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: About to make his way to the ring, he is also represented by CCPE and IS the WGWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… “THE MECHANIC” PETER VAUGHN!

The lights in the arena go out, causing the usual hysteria from the crowd. After a few seconds, Peter Vaughn's face appears on the big tron, darkly smirking down at the fans.

"This Time... It's Different."

After Vaughn finishes speaking, he begins to laugh. His laughter carries on as the Tron video overtakes his image, beginning with "This Time It's Different" by Evans Blue. Sparks begin to erupt around the stage, showering nearby fans who feel like they're a little too close to the action. As the fireworks die down, two figures appear through the smoke and haze. Peter Vaughn walks forward he stop at the top of the ramp, surveying the hatred from the crowd. From Vaughn's reaction, you'd think they were chanting his name, as he walks down the aisle with a cocky smile, gets into the ring where he hoists up the World Heavyweight Championship.


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The Los Angeles crowd is on fire upon the opening bell. Jim Caedus and Peter Vaughn stare across the ring from each other as the crowd gets louder and louder.

CENTURION: What a Main Event this is going to be. A sellout on its own but with the World Title and the FIRST Pick of War Games at stake, this will be one you don’t want to blink on.

Jim and Vaughn walk out toward the center of the ring.

CENTURION: These two aren’t strangers. Vaughn lifted the XWF Universal Championship from Peter a little over a year ago, and Jim has been looking to even that score since.

Vaughn and Caedus go face to face and they start talking smack back and forth. Camera flashes fill the arena from all over the sold-out crowd. They back away from each other and start to circle before locking up center ring. Jim uses his weight advantage to drive Vaughn back into the ropes. The referee calls for the clean break, Caedus maintains Vaughn, the referee starts laying the five count and Caedus breaks cleanly at the three count and backs out to the center of the ring. Peter takes a moment before stepping off the ropes. Caedus and Vaughn circle each other once again and look to lock up with Vaughn taking a back waist lock but before he can go further Caedus throws a reverse elbow catching Peter in the side of the head and breaking Vaughn’s grip, Caedus spins around where he looks for a scoop slam, Vaughn slides down the back of Caedus and shoves him forward causing him to bounce off the ropes where he takes Vaughn down with a running shoulder block. Caedus bounces off far side, and Vaughn rolls over to his chest as Caedus bounces off the ropes and leaps over Vaughn where he bounces off the near side, Vaughn pops up to his feet taking Caedus over with a snap arm drag. Vaughn locks in an armbar as the referee slides into position asking Jim to surrender.

CENTURION: I’m going to do the best I can calling this by myself. Vaughn has a tight armbar on Caedus.

Jim waves off the referee as he starts working his way back to his feet and drives Vaughn back into a neutral corner. The referee calls for the break before executing the five count to Vaughn who breaks at three yet Caedus has the positioning to shoot Vaughn across the ring and into the opposite buckles, Vaughn bounces off the buckles and into a tilt-a-whirl back breaker by the challenger! Caedus pushes the cover hooking the near leg.

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Vaughn escapes with a kick out.

CENTURION: Caedus and Vaughn have torn it down in the land of Xtreme, and if their first encounter is any indication I think it’s safe to say we are way closer to the beginning than we are the end.

Caedus is back up to his feet where he reaches down picking Vaughn up off the mat where he rocks the Champion with hard right hand rocking the Champion back into the ropes. Caedus comes forward shooting Vaughn across the ring, Vaughn doesn’t bounce off the ropes as he latches onto the top rope, Caedus charges in where Vaughn elevates Caedus over the top rope where he lands on the ring apron. Peter spins around where Jim swings with a right hand, Vaughn blocks the right hand and lands a headbutt across the bridge of the nose! Vaughn follows up with a dropkick sending Caedus sailing off the ring apron and down to the floor. Vaughn pops back up to his feet where he scales the turnbuckles from inside the ring. Out on the floor Jim is starting to get back to a vertical base only to have Vaughn set sail off the top rope with a Flying Cross Block down on top of Caedus sending them both down to the floor to a huge mixed reception from the Los Angeles crowd!

CENTURION: Peter Vaughn is throwing caution to the wind!

Vaughn is the first to his feet where he picks up the challenger and sends him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Vaughn climbs up on the apron where he slingshots over the top rope with a leg drop across the throat of Caedus. Vaughn makes the cover hooking the near leg.

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Caedus kicks out to a mixed reception from the crowd.

CENTURION: A near fall by Vaughn.

Peter gets up and picks Caedus up off the mat where he laces him across the chest with a knife-edge chop echoing throughout the arena. Vaughn backs Caedus up into the ropes and looks to shoot him across the ring, Jim reverses sending Vaughn bouncing off the ropes and into a Spinbuster Slam!

CENTURION: Spine on the pine! Caedus holds for the cover.

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CENTURION: Kick out by Vaughn!

Caedus starts getting back to his feet where he picks Peter up off the mat driving a boot into the midsection of the champion doubling him over where he sets up Vaughn and lands a jumping piledriver spiking the Champion dome first into the mat! Caedus doesn’t hesitate in making the cover on Vaughn!

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Peter kicks out to a mixed reception from the crowd.

CENTURION: Each man wants this victory more than life it self. The Championship coupled with calling the first shot in the War Games Draft is what’s on the line is arguably the highest stakes match since the relaunch.

Caedus gets to both knees before stepping up to his feet. Caedus picks Vaughn up off the mat and rocks him with a stiff right forearm smash followed by an open-handed chop across the chest followed by a running STO! Vaughn rolls out to the floor before Caedus can make the cover.

CENTURION: Vaughn rolls out to the floor to create some distance between himself and Jim Caedus.

Jim rolls out to the floor after Vaughn. Jim looks to pick Vaughn up only to have Peter gouge the eyes of the challenger! The referee starts laying the count to both men. Vaughn takes Caedus and drives him headfirst off the steel steps. Caedus is sent reeling around the staircase with Vaughn in close pursuit. Peter spins Jim around and hurls him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Peter slides into the ring after the challenger. Vaughn gets to his feet followed by Caedus, Vaughn comes and does a front handspring into a head scissors takeover! Vaughn makes the cover on Caedus.

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Caedus escapes to a mixed pop from the crowd.

CENTURION: The question has to be asked if ring rust is going to play into this if you’re Jim Caedus, this is his first singles match is well over a year.

Vaughn cuts his eyes toward the referee calling for a faster count. The referee shows Peter two fingers as the Champion gets back to a vertical base. Vaughn picks Caedus up by the hair and lands a Sit Out jawbreaker taking Caedus back down to the mat. Vaughn gets to his feet where he backs up into a neutral corner. Peter climbs up on the middle rope and when Caedus gets to his feet Peter comes off the middle rope with a double axe handle taking the challenger back down to the mat. Peter makes the cover hooking the outside leg.

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Caedus kicks out once again!

CENTURION: There is still fight in Jim Caedus!

Vaughn gets back up to a vertical base where he snatches Jim up by the hair. Peter scoops Jim up and slams him down to the mat. There’s a loud mixed response as Peter points up to the top rope while walking toward the ropes. Peter steps out to the ring apron and starts to scale the nearest set of buckles. Vaughn stands up on the top rope looking down at Caedus. Peter sets sail with a Diving Elbow Drop! Caedus rolls out of the way at the last second sending Vaughn crashing down to the mat!

Both men lay on the mat as the referee starts to give the standing ten count.

CENTURION: We are back to square one as both men are down!

A dueling chant of LET’S GO CAEDUS, PE-TER VAUGHN echoes throughout the Crypto.Com Arena as the referee hits his four-count followed by a five-count before Jim starts to stir and reaches his feet at the six-count breaking the count followed by Vaughn. Peter is spun around by Caedus who lands a T-Bone Suplex! Vaughn crashes down on the mat rolling into a neutral corner. Caedus works his way to a vertical base as we see Vaughn using the ropes to pull himself up against the buckles. Caedus charges into the corner with a running lariat driving Vaughn back into the buckles where Caedus follows up with a running bulldog driving Vaughn into mat!

Caedus rolls Peter over making the cover and hooking the outside leg.

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Vaughn shoots a shoulder up off the mat to a gasp from the crowd.

CENTURION: The crowd in Los Angeles is seemingly split between Champion and Challenger! Who is going to land that knock-out blow?!?!

Caedus starts working his way back to his feet. He picks Vaughn up and takes a back waist lock where he snaps of a German Suplex with a bridge.

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Vaughn escapes the pin with another kick out! Caedus returns to his feet holding out three fingers to the referee who returns two fingers to Caedus. Jim turns his attention back toward Vaughn who is pushing himself up off the mat. Caedus stomps away with kicks to the back of the World Heavyweight Champion. Jim reaches down picking Vaughn up by the hair only to see Vaughn counter with an Inside Cradle!

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Caedus escapes with a kick out! The challenger beats the champion to his feet where he looks for a running lariat with Vaughn getting back up, Peter ducks the attempt sending Caedus bouncing off the ropes and into a Superkick from Vaughn! Caedus staggers back into a neutral corner where Vaughn charges in with a diving spear to the midsection! Vaughn hoists up Caedus to a seated position on the top rope!

Peter climbs up on the middle rope and then up to the top rope where he snaps off a Frankenstiener!

Vaughn makes the cover with a backpress hooking the inside leg.

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Another massive gasp from the crowd as the challenger escapes with a kick out.

CENTURION: Back and forth Vaughn and Caedus are going. Just when it seems one man has an advantage the other turns things around. I don’t know who this is going to benefit the longer this one goes.

Peter takes several seconds to get back to his feet, he makes his way toward the ropes and steps out to the ring apron before starting to scale the turnbuckles up to the top rope. Caedus pushes himself up off the mat and back to his feet and as he stands Vaughn sets sail with a Missile Dropkick that’s right on the money!

Vaughn scurries into another cover hooking the near leg.

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Another gasp from the crowd as Caedus narrowly escapes the near fall.

CENTURION: Vaughn can’t allow himself to get frustrated and he has to stay on top of Jim Caedus.

Vaughn seemingly hearing Centurion on commentary takes the mount position on Caedus and starts hammering down with a flurry of right hands while the referee lays the count to Peter. Vaughn gets off Caedus at the four-count. Peter is admonished by the referee as he blows past him picking Caedus up off the mat and locking a front-face lock. Vaughn looks to hoist up Caedus for a Suplex, Caedus floats over landing on his feet behind Vaughn who spins around and eats a PURGATORY PUNCH!

Vaughn crumbles to the mat like a sack of potatoes with Caedus falling down on top of him.

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Vaughn is close enough to the ropes to get his bottom foot across the bottom rope breaking the count.

CENTURION: HOW CLOSE WAS THAT?!?!?

Caedus gets to a seated position on the mat before getting up to a vertical base as Vaughn once again rolls out to the floor. Caedus steps out to the ring apron and drops down to the floor where he picks Vaughn up and drives him face-first off the announce table.

CENTURION: They’re right here in front of me!

Caedus drives Vaughn face-first into the announcer's table a second time and then a third before Caedus takes Vaughn and runs him lower back first into the ring apron. Caedus brings Vaughn off the apron and does it a second time before sending Vaughn back into the ring under the bottom rope. Caedus climbs up on the apron and steps back into the ring. The crowd is mixed with their reception but Jim can care less as his sights are locked in on the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion.

Peter rolls over to his chest and begins to push himself up off the mat and to all fours as Caedus backs up into a neutral corner.

Jim explodes out from the corner looking to deliver a curb stomp! Vaughn throws his head out of the way at the final second sending Caedus stomping violently on the mat. Vaughn gets to one knee and steps up to his feet where he catches Caedus with a boot to the midsection doubling over Caedus. Peter snatches a side headlock where he runs toward the ropes and lands a springboard bulldog as he springboards off the top rope and turns back into the ring driving Caedus down into the mat. Vaughn’s fans pop as Caedus’s fans boo. Vaughn rolls the challenger over making the cover.

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Caedus kicks out to a roar from his fans and boos from Vaughn’s!

CENTURION: This is turning into an unbelievable World Title battle between Peter Vaughn and Jim Caedus! So much rides on this victory for both men!

Peter gets to both knees before moving to one and stepping up his feet where he starts to stalk the challenger. Jim starts to roll over and push himself up to a vertical base as Vaughn sizes up Caedus who is getting back to his feet. Peter comes forward looking to land the REVENGE but Caedus latches onto the top rope sending Vaughn crashing down to the mat! The crowd roars as Jim Caedus calls for the KATABASIS

CENTURION: Vaughn’s in serious trouble! Caedus has his sights locked on the World Heavyweight Champion!

The crowd is split with their response as Jim calls for Vaughn to get up! The World Heavyweight Champion rolls over to his chest and starts pushing himself up off the mat, Caedus readies when suddenly JOE MONTOURI slides into the ring where he quickly gets to his feet and blows past Caedus where he lays Vaughn out with a JKO!

The referee calls for the bell.

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WINNER VIA DISQUALIFICATION AND STILL WGWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: PETER VAUGHN
Match Time: 26:52

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CENTURION: What the hell!?!?! J Mont just screwed us all out of one hell of a Main Event.

J Mont flips off Jim Caedus who questions why from the ring. J Mont then flips off Peter Vaughn as well who rolls toward a corner in a seated position.

CENTURION: That also means that Peter Vaughn will be making the first pick when these two War Games captains select their teams to go into battle in Charlotte!

Caedus tries to reason with the referee as he pleads his case yet Vaughn is STILL the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion as Championship Monday fades to black.

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Match Credits: Kat Jones, Justin York, Sonya Benson, Chris Page
Graphics: Lexi Gold
Segments: Fred Debonair, Johnny Bacchus, Lexi Gold, Mike Mason, Bam Miller, Mac Bane, Tyler Cage, The Show Stealerz, Justin York, Chris Page

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