Post by Jonathan Barrows on Jan 8, 2024 17:43:08 GMT -5
The picture opens up to a shot of what appears to be a white wall. Hanging from the wall, swinging back and forth, is a 2023 WGWF calendar, currently set to its final month, December. We see a faded picture of Chris Page, smirking at the camera as he stands in front of the WGWF 2023 roster. We see many notable names, some of which haven’t been seen here in some time. The camera begins to move closer, as a voice begins speaking.
One year. 365 days. For some, it passes in the blink of an eye. For others, it feels like a lifetime.
As the camera approaches, we can see certain members in the roster burning away, fading out from the shot. Other silhouettes fade in, repositioning throughout the picture. All throughout, Chris Page still stands proudly in front.
2023 was a year that changed some people’s fates. As the WGWF launched their first full year since the return, we saw some truly spectacular events, where many rose to new heights in intense fashion.
Across the calendar, we see flashes from a few various events. The West Coast Rumble. WrestleWars. Summer Madness. The Cannabis Cup. While the banners are mainly all that are being shown, it still brings chills, as you remember some of the incredible moments that happened at all of these shows.
New champions were crowned. New heroes soared, while new villains threatened to bring them all to earth. The wars… were incredible.
The calendar seems to begin to shake, as if struggling to contain the battlefields erupting within it throughout 2023.
But then, late in the year, everything changed… again.
The calendar suddenly begins to tear down the middle, separating the roster apart. Each side of the calendar goes further to the side, showing the names above the roster have now become visible: Monday Night Brawl… and Monday Night Smash.
And thus began an era of greatness that few could have expected. Monday Night Smash roared to prominence, taking over the airwaves like no one else had before. It did so to honor a great man, becoming a glorious tribute as Smash sent 2023 out with a bang, delivering a Christmas show like no other.
Blink-and-you’ll-miss-them shots appear on the Smash side, briefly showing us clips of the ChristmasVille war between the X-Division competitors, Seth Stevens vs. Smash Champion Enigma, Edward Grado vs. World Champion Cholo, and the chaos of the battles between The Fortunate Ones and Page’s army.
The bar has been set high. So what will 2024 bring?
A hand suddenly reaches out, ripping the 2023 calendar off the wall. Seconds later, a new WGWF Smash 2024 calendar is placed up, with Enigma triumphantly holding up his championship for January. Beside him, we see a shot of Johnathan “The Beast” Cable, looking set for war. The person placing the calendar turns, showing us Smash General Manager Jonathan Barrows. He smiles, lowering his eyes to stare through slits at the camera..
Join us, won’t you? And let’s find out. Happy New Year.
Barrows turns and walks away, as the camera focuses on the new calendar for just a few seconds… enough to see that the ‘images’ of Enigma and Cable are turning to face each other. We then snap away in a flash of light, before we appear inside the PNC Arena in Raleigh, North Carolina, where the fireworks are going off all around the stage for Monday Night Smash!! The sold-out crowd is roaring, knowing that this one’s going to be the final show before Last Chance, which means that anything can potentially happen. After panning across the rabid fans, all excited for the battles to come, we join Patrick Mathews and CJJ at the announce table.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to a new year of wrestling! Welcome to WGWF Monday Night Smash, our first show in 2024! It’s our go home show before we head for our first-ever Smash-only Pay-Per-View, and tensions are high back in the locker room as we get set for tonight’s action!
CJJ: You walk backstage, and there’s definitely a nervous energy there, as people are wanting to make a final impact here tonight to set themselves up for Last Chance! But they’ve got to get through tonight first!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And with that said, we’ve got some amazing contests for you all tonight. We’ve got Lexi Gold making her return to the WGWF ring, taking on all-American John Blade!
CJJ: Are we sure America claims him?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Of course we do! After that, we’ve got some of the great new stars of Smash in action, including Jetta Tall-Tide, Johnny Stylez, Seth Stevens, and Ragnarok!
CJJ: Hard to think of Stevens as “new” anything. But those matches are going to be fire for sure!
PATRICK MATHEWS: But we’re not done there, as we get an X-Division showcase between three of the contenders for the new title. Corey Bull, Samuel Chatman, and Amber Mansley will try to get the mental advantage here tonight, with the shot at a major victory!
CJJ: Mansley’s got it for sure. Guaranteed.
PATRICK MATHEWS: And in our main event, it’s a tag-team match that few would have expected in 2023, as Smash World Champion Enigma and his Fortunate Ones’ partner, Clyde Newton, take on the #1 Contender, Johnathan Cable, and Damage!
CJJ: All main events should have Fortunate Ones involved.
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’re expecting an intense night, folks, so hold onto your butts, we’re going to get this sucker started!
CJJ: Wooo!
The PNC Arena is known for the Carolina Hurricanes in the NHL and The North Carolina State Wolfpack Men’s College basketball team. As well as many concerts throughout the whole year. With anywhere from 18,000 to almost 20,000 people in attendance, depending on the event, the PNC Arena always has a good crowd. And how can you forget about the 300 seat restaurant inside as well.
But, when you look at the record books of the PNC Arena, it's not a sporting event that had the best sell out crowd. This may come to a surprise to some, but METALLICA set the record for the largest single day event attendance in the history of the PNC Arena. But guess what? Records are made to be broken and this Monday Night, January 8th, 2024, there will be a new record set for attendance. You can thank The Fortunate Ones for helping WGWF break this record.
The Fortunate Ones > Metallica
The Fortunate Ones > Monday Night Brawl
The Fortunate Ones > Monday Night Smash
The Fortunate Ones > WGWF ALL TOGETHER
CJJ: I just got word that Amber Mansley, Clyde Newton, Shaun Hart and The Smash World Champion Enigma are in the back of the arena.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Hopefully they stay there all night. I know I am not the only one who is sick and tired of seeing The Fortunate Ones.
CJJ: You're just salty I got a X-Mas card from them and you got nothing.
PATRICK MATHEWS: No sign of J Mont i see. Wonder if his background has finally caught up to him and he's still locked up.
CJJ: J Mont just got married on New Year’s Eve so he's out of jail you moron. I hope they set up a match with J Mont versus Patrick Mathews.
As CJJ and Patrick go back and forth, the Titantron shows The Fortunate Ones in the back talking minus J Mont. The camera’s are trying to get close to pick up what they are talking about, but are blocked off by the large size of Enigma as well as being slapped in the face by Amber Mansley as Clyde Newton laughs his ass off. Before another word could be uttered, you hear the sounds of Police sirens again.
AMBER MANSLEY: This is Smash not Brawl right? Why are the cops coming towards us?
CLYDE NEWTON: Fuck em. We got out of jail within the hour last time, so bring it on Captain Don Uts!
SHAUN HART: I think the office who let me out was named Officer McChucklenuts.
Enigma is just standing there. Not fazed by the sirens or the fact The Fortunate Ones got arrested last Monday Night on Brawl. As the sirens get closer and louder, you see Shaun move closer to Enigma as Clyde and Amber are in a fighting style. You hear a voice coming over the loudspeaker of the car.
VOICE: Prepare to be FUCKED by the LONG DICK of the law!
The Fortunate Ones don't even know what to say or think after that crazy ass comment. As the Police Car gets closer, you can see Amber Mansley laughing, as Clyde shakes his head and Shaun Hart feels a sigh of relief. Enigma doesn’t even flinch.
The Police car comes to a screeching halt. It's a Dodge Charger from the Raleigh Police Department. From the passenger side, out steps J Mont, who looks ready for war tonight. Not dressed up in his finer suits and attire, but instead, dressed in all black with sneakers. The driver's door opens and it's the Chief of the Raleigh Police Department.
The Police car comes to a screeching halt. It's a Dodge Charger from the Raleigh Police Department. From the passenger side, out steps J Mont, who looks ready for war tonight. Not dressed up in his finer suits and attire, but instead, dressed in all black with sneakers. The driver's door opens and it's the Chief of the Raleigh Police Department.
J MONT: Guys and Gals, we are in great hands tonight. If anyone gets arrested, it will not be us. The Chief of Police is on our side and is an honorary member of The Fortunate Ones.
AMBER MANSLEY: Please tell me he doesn't have a dumb ass name like the people Candice had on Monday Night Brawl?
The Chief of Police looks over at Amber, but cannot help but look at the body on her. When he is finally done admiring Amber, he states his name.
CHIEF OF POLICE: My name is………………..
CHIEF OF POLICE: CHRIS ROMA!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Fortunate Ones one by one walk up to Chris and shake his hand as they know they are good for the night when it comes to law enforcement. J Mont walks up to Enigma as the 2 have a look. J Mont extends his hand as Enigma shakes it. J Mont then puts his arm around Amber, as Clyde and Shaun stand there as well. The group is together and ready to shake things up here tonight on Monday Night Smash.
J MONT: I think it's safe to say that we can enter the building and have nothing to worry about tonight. Fuck Candice Page. Fuck Chris Page. I was trying to help out the B SHOW as much as i could but they didn't respect it. Now they are going to see why records are going to be set tonight and that we are going to dictate what happens throughout the whole show. You are either with us or against us.
CLYDE NEWTON: You sure Mia will be OK with your arm around Amber?
AMBER MANSLEY: Mia knows that we are good friends.
CLYDE NEWTON: Just saying. I heard about this Sex Tape with J Mont and The Bitch!
J MONT: That’s all smoke. Just trying to ruin my marriage before it even started. And jealous that Amber took her spot next to me. Enough of this shit. Let’s get inside and show everyone why we are the best faction in the industry today.
J Mont has Chief of Police Chris Roma lead the way as The Fortunate Ones enter the PNC Arena.
CJJ: What a night we are in store for. Everyone is going to learn that you can never 1 up The Fortunate Ones. J Mont has the police in his back pocket. The group is tighter than ever.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I hope Bull or Chatman knocks the makeup off of Amber. And I hope that Cable and Damage set the tone for Last Chance and set The Fortunate Ones back a few steps.
CJJ: Haters gonna hate and that is what you are.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Your lips are on The Fortunate Ones ass like that Kid’s tongue was on the pole in A Christmas Story.
MEMPHIS BELLE: Ladies and gentlemen, our opening contest is scheduled for one fall with a 10-minute time limit!
MEMPHIS BELLE: Introducing first, about to make his way to the ring from Boston, Massachusetts, standing 6’3” tall and weighing 260 lbs, here is “The Surgeon of Thuganomics” JOHN BLADE!
The Time is now continues playing as he walks out on stage. He talks to the camera man and bounces a little. He holds up his “Never Give Up” logo flag and tosses it to the fans. He salutes and runs straight down towards the ring. He bounces off the ropes side to side and he holds up his “Hustle, Loyalty, and Respect” shirt. He takes off his hat and tosses his shirt to the fans and hands his Chain to the ref to begin to fight.
MEMPHIS BELLE: and his opponent…
"5 out of 6" hits and the crowd goes absolutely crazy as The Golden Goddess makes her return to WGWF. She makes her way out from behind the curtain and stands on the ramp and looks toward the crowd, feeding off the energy they are bringing tonight. You can tell she is full of emotion.
MEMPHIS BELLE: Standing at 5’4” tall and weighing in at 125 lbs, making her return to WGWF, from Los Angeles California, here is… LEXI GOLD!
She walks down the ramp and claps some hands at ringside, then runs up the steps and enters the ring through the bottom rope. While in the ring, she taunts a little and then turns her focus to John Blade.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Lexi Gold is back in WGWF and the fans and I, couldn’t be happier.
CJJ: I’m not going to argue with you on this one, love that Lexi is back as well!
The bell rings as the two begin to circle each other but then John stops and begins comparing sizes with Lexi. He is clearly twice her weight and almost a foot taller, so he appears more than confident and can’t help but laugh. Lexi doesn’t appreciate this and tells him to bring it and lock up. Blade laughs again and sarcastically says: “okay Lexi” and begins to circle the ring again before finally going for a lock up. Lexi however side steps him and takes him down with a drop toe hold which she follows with an elbow drop to the back of his head! Blade is stunned and the crowd is loving it as Lexi now slides across his body and applies a headlock!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Never, ever, take a wrestler who plays with dolls and snakes lightly CJJ!
CJJ: Amen brotha!
John Blade fights the hold, getting to his feet and then shoving her to the ropes. Lexi bounces off and John goes for a clothesline but Lexi ducks it and bounces off the other side. Blade drops to the mat and Lexi skips over him, running faster now and bouncing off the ropes again. John jumps to his feet but before he can do anything Lexi jumps up, wrapping her legs around his neck and taking him down with a head-scissors! As John sits up from the impact, Lexi is right on him, applying a rear chin lock, driving her knee in to the back of Blade.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Lexi Gold is putting a wrestling clinic and John Blade, who has a doctorate, is her student!
CJJ: Okay first of all, he’s not a real doctor, but yeah, he is definitely getting schooled right now.
Blade again makes his way slowly to his feet, having the power to do so but Lexi is not letting go. He manages to get hip to hip with Lexi and then tries to lift her into a side suplex, but Lexi flips out of it, landing behind Blade and then taking him down with a school boy for the pin!
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Th… no kick out by Blade! Both wrestlers quickly get to their feet and Blade goes to kick Lexi in the mid section, but she blocks it, spins Blade around and then she jumps onto her shoulders before taking him down with a victory roll!
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Th… kick out again by Blade! Both get to their feet again and this time Blade is able to kick Lexi in her mid-section! He quickly hooks her for a suplex, but she quickly turns it into an inside cradle!
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Th… kick out yet again by Blade and this time he slides out to the ring, frustrated, kicking the guard rail! Lexi gets to her feet smiling, throwing her arms to the side as he gets showered with cheers from the crowd.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Lexi has returned with a purpose and showing zero signs of rust CJJ!
CJJ: Lexi is looking just as good if not better than before, she has been able to outwrestle John Blade, and more importantly, she’s gotten inside his head!
Lexi starts clapping, trying to get the fans into it and they do not disappoint her, clapping along right away. Blade gets more upset, arguing with some fans, so he doesn’t see Lexi bouncing herself off the ropes and then diving through the ropes right at him, nailing him with a suicide dive just as he turns to face her! John goes down but Lexi isn’t done, sliding back inside the ring, running the ropes and coming at him with another dive! She connects and Blade is down and out but Lexi brings him back up only to go back inside the ring and do it all over again! Can she nail a third dive? Blade is out on his feet and she connects! The crowd cheers loudly and she now picks him up and tosses him inside the ring. She goes in herself and makes the pin!
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Three! No! Kick out by Blade but just barely.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Lexi Gold has been a house of fire tonight CJJ!
CJJ: She sure has and is making good on her promise that John Blade was just a stepping stone for her!
Lexi heads to the corner now and then climbs to the second turnbuckle, she dives off, going for a leg drop but Blade rolls out of the way at the last second! Lexi hits hard and Blade gets to his feet quickly, running towards the ropes. As Lexi gets to hers, Blade bounces off and nails her with a leaping shoulder block, taking her back down. Blade appears all business now, seeming to have had enough of Lexi. He picks her up and whips her to the ropes, she bounces off and Blade catches her onto his shoulders before dropping her with white noise! Blade gets on top of Lexi now and makes the nonchalant pin!
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Th… kick out by Lexi! Blade gets to his feet and brings Lexi to hers, whipping her hard towards the corner now. Lexit hits hard, back first, coming out stumbling out of the corner. Blade bounces himself off the ropes on the same side as her, catching her on the rebound and dropping her with a one-handed bulldog! Blade kips out now and tells the crowd is over, they in turn boo loudly as he stands by Lexi’s head. He takes off an arm band and throws it into the crowd as he now runs the ropes, bouncing off one side, bouncing off the other side, and then stopping dead on his tracks before dropping a five knuckle shuffle on Lexi! Once again Blade goes for the pin…
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Th… kick out again by Lexi!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Blade has finally gotten some offense going and is really taking it to Lexi.
CJJ: Blade is a powerhouse, so Lexi was going to be able to keep him down only for so long unless she delivered the knock out blow. She didn’t and now Blade is back into this match.
Blade gets to his feet and brings Lexi to hers before whipping her to the corner where she crashes hard. He moves in on her and then lifts her onto his shoulders, going for his avalanche DVD but Lexi fights him off and manages to break free, falling behind Blade. She then runs towards the ropes, bounces off and as Blade comes out of the corner she goes for a cross body! Blade is able to catch her and then lift her onto his shoulders, again going for a DVD! But Lexi reverses it and takes him down with a crucifix pin!
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Th… kick out by Blade and right away both wrestlers get to their feet, Blade getting the upper hand with a forearm shot that stuns Lexi. He whips her to the corner and as soon as she hits, he follows it up with a splash! But he misses as Lexi gets out of the way at the last second! Blade crashes sternum first and then Lexi is right on him, hooking him for a side suplex, but instead, she sits him on the top turnbuckle! She now climbs behind him carefully, and with him sitting on the top turnbuckle, and her standing on the ropes, she jumps onto his shoulders and takes him down with an avalanche inverted Frankensteiner! The crowd goes wild as Lexi delivers Poetic Justice and after recuperating from the fall, she makes her way over to Blade who appears down and out and pins him, hooking one leg.
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THREE!!!!
The bell rings.
MEMPHIS BELLE: Here is your winner… LEXI GOLD!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: LEXI GOLD
Match Time: 5:15
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PATRICK MATHEWS: and Lexi Gold makes a successful return to WGWF!
CJJ: Not only that, she makes a successful debut on Monday Night Smash!
CJJ: My source that is always right, not like your bitch ass source is telling me that The Fortunate Ones are up next.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Guess this is a good time to go take a shit.
CJJ: Your broadcasting career is a pile of shit. The Fortunate Ones are the reason we get a paycheck every week.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I will make sure Mr. Barrows knows how you feel.
CJJ: My job is safe, but the same cannot be said for you. And stop delaying the inevitable. The Fortunate Ones are about to come out, and do the damn thing.
As the pyros and explosions go off, the fans love this part of the entrance. But once the smoke clears, that is when the fans change their tune. Fireworks start to go off, and lasers are now shooting all over the arena. It’s only a matter of time before the hate begins.
The lights completely shut off in the arena. The Titantron is lit up with 1 word.
KILLSHOT!
The fans are standing and using the flashlights on their cameras to see what is going on at the entranceway, but it's hard to see as the smoke continues to be around. And then a spotlight shines bright at the top of the entranceway. Then over the PA system, you hear a voice as the beats of the song KILLSHOT by Eminem begin to play.
VOICE: You sound like a bitch, PAGE!
Shut the fuck up
When your fans become your haters
You done?
Fuck, your new look is weird
Alright
You yellin' at the mic, you are not feared
We doin' this once
Your new look is weird, why are you yellin' at the mic?
Come the 28th, you are going to be on that mat, smeared!
J Mont walks out to the entrance way with a big smile on his face, but he is not alone. Out walks the man that has won 15 Grammy Awards and more to come. Eminem hits the stage and continues the song, with his words. And after a few verses, and the fans going crazy, out walks one by one, the rest of THE FORTUNATE ONES!
AMBER MANSLEY
CLYDE NEWTON
SHAUN HART
SMASH WORLD CHAMPION ENIGMA
J Mont flips off the father and the kid. Clyde is laughing because that is something he would do. Shaun Hart has his eyes on Amber as he makes his way down the ramp and losing track of how close he got, he runs into the back of Amber. Shaun is completely embarrassed at what just happened, but Amber puts her arm around Shaun as they make their way to the ring. Enigma, Amber and Shaun are at the metal steps. Here comes Clyde and J Mont. Like poetry in motion, The Fortunate Ones make their way up the metal steps and into the ring. J Mont is handed a mic.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Father of the Year? Really? He just ruined that kid's John Cable Foam finger and flipped him and the father off.
CJJ: That punk kid had it coming and he can get another John Cable foam finger on the clearance rack.
PATRICK MATHEWS: J Mont is going to run into the wrong father one day.
CJJ: That one father is definitely not Chris Page. Or is it Paul Page.
As The Fortunate Ones all hop off the turnbuckles, J Mont taps on the mic, making that loud echo sound. It takes a few minutes, but the Boo’s finally die down to the point that J Mont can speak up.
J MONT: 2006 was the last time any of you assholes here could even be proud of a big accomplishment. That was when the Carolina Hurricanes won a Stanley Cup. But since then, what has gone on here? I will tell you. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Who wants to live in Raleigh, North Carolina anyway? The cost of living is High, not to me, but to the rest of you blue collar workers. There isn't much nightlife here to do anything. You have to drive hours just to get to a beach. The diversity in food is terrible. The pollen is terrible for your sinuses. Everyone here is slow as a snail. I can keep going on and on, but I would like to show to go on so that Amber can win her big match, and Big E and Clyde can seal the Main Event win.
J MONT: I really hate repeating myself, but I guess I have too. Candice Page really needs to stay in her lane and learn how to do her job. I'm gonna speak to Jonathan Barrows about maybe giving Candice some lessons and classes on how to be a general manager. Look at what Barrows does with the Smash Brand. He lets The Fortunate Ones do what they want, because that is best for business. It makes money and gets ratings. If Candice really thinks she can ban us from Monday Night Brawl, she has another thing coming. All we have to do is not show up for 1 Monday Night and watch how BAD the ratings will drop. Her highest rated segment of this past Monday Night Brawl was when she had us taken away in handcuffs. Once we were gone, the show went to shit. I think the reruns of Melrose Place got better ratings than Monday Night Brawl.
AMBER MANSLEY: I just want all you fans here to know that you suck and i think you are all ugly as fuck. And Candice, just so you know, Orange is not my color. So next time you try to play with me, why don't you try to do it yourself and not have the authorities do it for you. And as far as the X Division Title goes, may the best Woman win.
CLYDE NEWTON: I think you mean, may the best Clyde win. I want the best for you Amber, but this is something I've been working hard for and striving for. I cannot let a friendship get in the way of what I want and deserve. Hope you understand that when it comes down to me and you, I will have to put you down. But afterwards, the drinks are on me.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Last Chance is going to be the Last Time we see The Fortunate Ones together. Page is going to take out J Mont once and for all. Amber and Clyde are going to go their separate ways. And Enigma will walk to his own beat.
CJJ: The Fortunate Ones are going to make Last Chance a PPV that everyone in the WGWF will remember forever. J Mont is going to end the reign of Chris Page. Clyde or Amber is leaving the X Division Title. And Enigma is going to rip the mask off John Cable and send him back to hell.
J MONT: You all should feel lucky that we are here tonight, especially me. I just got married on New Year's Eve, to the most beautiful woman in the world. MIA! And she really wanted me to stay home but knew I had to be here tonight to set the tone for Smash, The Last Chance PPV and The Fortunate Ones. So here we are, showing everyone just how powerful and strong we are as a unit. But let me shift my focus to Chris Page for a minute. What you did to Paul Page was uncalled for. And for that, I will be returning that favor for him to you. You love repeating yourself about how you beat me the one time we squared off in that Hell in a Cell match. But you are forgetting that I cost myself that match with one miscalculation. That won't happen again. I hope we go 60 minutes again because I am in the best shape of my life. The same cannot be said for you. You got a few jelly rolls hanging out. I guess the bakery is open but I'm going to hit you so hard that everyone is going to see all that blood, but think it's strawberry jelly because of your jelly rolls.
J MONT: You should know by now that no jail can hold me down. I was arrested with Junko in TPW and got right out. I got arrested at Fight Tower, got right out. And now I was arrested on Monday Night Brawl for trespassing, and got right out. That was a bitch move by you and Candice. But, hopefully you realized all you did was make yourselves look weak. This is very personal now Chris. You made your wife not attend the wedding that broke the heart of Mia, now I'm going to break your face for that. You might think you're the big bad mighty Zeus, but you can call me RIP and I am going to knock your bitch ass out in this No Holds Barred Match.
J MONT: You are not ready for this version of J Mont. You are going to have to kill me this time around to get the win, and that's not going to happen. I am going to give Gia something to look back on when she gets older to brag to her friends about. She is going to say her dad was the one that ended the career of Chris Page. And the more I think about it, I see why you wanted me by your side all that time in the past. Because you knew I would keep you in the spotlight and handle all the competition. But you don't have me to call anymore. There is no phoning J Mont so you can win who wants to be a millionaire. But if you want a question and answer for a million bucks, here it is.
J MONT: Be smart Chris. Take the money you have saved it up and bet it on me. At least you can walk away with loads of money, but your career will be over. But look at the bright side, you can still take care of Candice and be her little bitch. The Fortunate Ones will be at Last Chance and leave with all the gold and the end of Chris Page. And then we are going to show up once again on Monday Night Brawl to remind Candice how bad of a job she is doing as a General Manager. And also, I want to apologize to her in person for what I did to her husband. But she needs to know that she was part of the reason for that. I will always have Mia’s back and support her. So, everyone please stand up and take a look. You are looking at the best, well rounded faction in the industry today. There is nothing that no one can do to stop us. Not even that pussy ass bitch Chris Page.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I wish Chris would come out here and serve these punks!
CJJ: He doesn’t have the balls to come out here and confront J Mont and The Fortunate Ones!
“Are you done?”
The crowd erupts with the sound of Chris’s Page’s voice as our attention is drawn toward the WGWF-Tron which lights up with a shot of Chris Page.
CHRIS PAGE: I haven’t ever heard a dude spout of so much bullshit outside of the ring but can’t seem to get it done inside the ring where it matters. Let’s run the list; Max Stone embarrassed you for the TPW American Title, Goth mopped the floor with your face at the Cannabis Cup, I’ve already crammed my foot so far up your ass you were able to pick your teeth with my laces; hell J Mont, when was the last time you backed any of that hot air up?
Chris then states.
CHRIS PAGE: Don’t answer that.
Chris continues.
CHRIS PAGE: Essentially you’re the equivalent to a basic bitch in every sense of the words.
The crowd roars as a “BASIC-BITCH” chant starts to echo throughout the arena toward J Mont who is livid.
CHRIS PAGE: The last thing I am is a stupid man; over the last several months since the brand split you’ve made it pretty clear that the unfortunate ones will play ball when they have the advantage, and knowing that in three weeks it’s No Holds Barred tells me that your band of misfit toys are going to come out and play… which is why I’ve spared no expense in getting a surprise for you.”
Chris pauses for a moment as the chant from the crowd finally starts to die out.
CHRIS PAGE: I’m not going to spoil it for you, just know they’re often imitated but never duplicated.
Chris winks at the camera as he cuts to static.
The words “EARLIER TODAY” appear on the screen and then slowly fade to reveal “Thundering” Terry Marshall and Space Lord standing on the catwalk of the PNC arena. The arena is set up for Monday Night Smash, but there is no crowd as of yet. Marshall and Space Lord stand above the empty ring, and at their feet is a large box.
Below the catwalk is the ring, and in the ring, there are numerous tables set up. There are enough tables to cover the entire ring, and then tables set up all around the ringside.
TERRY MARSHALL: Reno and Chaos, you two wanted to sneak attack us and come with crowbars, all trying to get our attention and get yourselves a tag team title shot. But ya know dudes, all ya had to do was ask. Space Lord and I have proven time and time again that we are the BEST tag team in not only WGWF, but in all of professional wrestling. We’ve done it by beating every team put in front of us, so if you wanted to be next in line to get beat, all you had to do was ask.
The problem is that you were too scared to face us straight up. Too scared to come at us head-on and face us at our best. So, you jumped us with crowbars and did it on more than just one occasion. There is just one problem dudes…
SPACE LORD: YOU DIDN’T FINISH THE JOB!!!
TERRY MARSHALL: Exactly. You lost your element of surprise, and you gave us time to heal. Now it’s time for the Sports Entertainment Xpress to FINISH THE JOB!!!
SPACE LORD: THAT…. WE WILL DO! Reno, Chaos, your last chance has been chanced. Now, at Last Chance you have no more chances. BUT! S.E.X has a last chance, and we only need one chance… TO RID THE WGWF OF YOOOOUUUUUUUUU!!!
Terry Marshall reaches into the box at his feet and pulls out two massive Watermelons. One Watermelon has “RENO” written on it, and the other has “CHAOS” on it. Marshall hands the Chaos melon to Space Lord and holds onto the Reno one himself.
TERRY MARSHALL: When we defeat you two at Last Chance, we are making sure that the Iconoclast never comes back to WGWF. You wanted to play with high stakes, well with high stakes comes high risk. You two have flown higher than you ever deserved too. Now at Last Chance it all comes crashing down as we engage in a Free Fall match. The only way to win is to throw your opponents from the catwalk of the Wells Fargo Center to the ring below. Don’t worry though, they’ll be tables to break your falls.
Marshall looks at Space Lord and grins. Both men hold the Melons over the edge of the catwalk.
TERRY MARSHALL: Reno, Chaos, you got your wish. You get the Sports Entertainment Xpress, but you should be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. So whatcha gonna do dudes… when your wildest dreams come true?
Marshall and Space Lord both release their watermelons letting them free fall to the ring below. The Chaos melon hits a table, breaking a hole through the table and busting the melon open. The Reno melon hits the tops of the ring post and explodes sending chunks flying over the arena.
Space Lord looks at Marshall and Marshall smirks.
TERRY MARSHALL: Oops….
MEMPHIS BELLE: Our next contest is scheduled for one fall with a 15-minute time limit! Introducing first, standing 5’3” and weighing 125 lbs, residing on the Seven Seas, here is JETTA TALL-TIDE!!
The silence is broken up and the crowd lets out a big cheer as the Pirates suite starts playing and before long the young wrestling-pirate makes her way onto the stage with a huge smile plastered across her face, making sure to take in the moment and give all the landlubbers in the crowd a big smile and wave as she continues to be cheered, especially by a loyal contingent of young fans who look up to her larger than life character.
Making her way down the ramp, she is sure to slap hands with all her fans and pose with whoever wants a selfie, her smile and positivity never wavering one second as she hops onto the apron and lets her pirate coat flutter in the wind as she looks out over the vast ocean of fans that have come to watch her wrestle.
Taking off her tricorne, she moves between the ropes and spins on her heels to raise her hat in the sky before finishing it off with a regal bow towards the fans, the referee, and finally her opponent who she pleasantly wishes safe travels and a sporting exhibition. Finally, she'd take her coat off and prepare herself for the fight ahead.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Tall-Tide has been on quite a roll since coming to WGWF Smash, doing well enough to get her placed into the X-Division Title fight at Last Chance!
CJJ: Talk about pressure! But something tells me she’s used to riding the waves and keeping balanced. But she’s never faced a swell like Johnny Stylez before!
MEMPHIS BELLE: Her opponent, standing 6’4” and weighing 245 lbs, from New Orleans, Louisiana…. LA JOHNNY STYLEZ!
“Someone, Anyone” by Anberlin begins to play, as Johnny Stylez walks out of the back. He confidently walks to the ring, ignoring all efforts from any fans trying to touch him, as he goes sliding into the ring.
PATRICK MATHEWS: From the rumors I’ve heard, Stylez is dead-set on ending FPV at Last Chance, removing him from the equation once and for all. Will any of that fire come out here against Jetta?
CJJ: With someone as wild as Stylez, anyone can get burned…
As the bell rings, Stylez is already charging across the ring, going for Tall-Tide. He swings, but Jetta slides out of the corner in time, avoiding it. Stylez spins, but Jetta knocks him back into the corner with a spinning back kick, then starts striking away at him, as the fans count along to the shots. Jetta lands a 10th one, then adds an 11th for good measure, before saluting the fans and popping off the ropes. She immediately runs away from the stunned Stylez, gaining some momentum, before charging back at him with a corner splash! She follows it up with taking him out into a bulldog, planting him on the canvas before rolling him over and making the first cover of the night…
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But Stylez easily kicks out, knocking Tall-Tide off of him. Jetta immediately gets up, setting herself and waiting as Stylez rises up. She comes in, grabbing him by the head and landing a facebuster, causing him to roll away in pain! Jetta gets to her feet again, enjoying the crowd reaction to her series of maneuvers, and points over at Stylez to set him up once again. As Stylez pushes himself up, getting off of his knees, Jetta comes in, going for a bicycle kick. But at the last second, Stylez straightens up suddenly, avoiding the strike! As Jetta tries to get her balance back, Stylez grabs her from behind, quickly throwing her over with a release German suplex that sends Jetta crashing back into the corner!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh, man, that impact! Tall-Tide hit the bottom turnbuckle on the way in!!
CJJ: That’ll rattle your timbers!
PATRICK MATHEWS: … It’s “Shiver Me Timbers”, CJJ, not rattle.
CJJ: Damn it. I’m trying to use this Pirate-To-English dictionary, but it’s just too hard to keep up with!
Tall-Tide has rolled out to the apron, trying to pull herself together, although the world must be spinning for her. Seeing this, Stylez comes over and lands a knee, nearly knocking her off to the floor! She hangs on, struggling to get up, but Stylez is ready for it. He hauls her through the ropes, keeping her in the air as he looks around at the booing fans, before dropping with the Crowd Pleaser!! The impact leaves Tall-Tide lying on her stomach, with Stylez working to get her turned over. He gets her into place, locking onto both legs to hang on, as the ref makes the count.
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And Jetta shows her fighting spirit, kicking free! Stylez looks at the ref with some annoyance, before pulling Jetta up and lifting her onto his shoulders with a fireman’s carry. He starts twirling both wrestlers around, getting an airplane spin going, affecting the equilibrium of his opponent. After four spins, Stylez comes to a stop, lifting Jetta up off his shoulders and turning it into a spinning backbreaker onto his knee!! Jetta bounces away in agony, holding the back of her head, as Stylez gets over to her again to make the cover, this time making sure he can get a foot up on the ropes for leverage.
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THR-and Jetta kicks out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Stylez is always looking for a shortcut!
CJJ: What’s wrong with that? You don’t get paid by the hour, Patrick. You get the win, you get to the back and you cash that paycheck.
Stylez is back up now, grabbing hold of Tall-Tide by the hair to get her up. He lifts Tall-Tide up, slamming her again on his knee, but this time he holds her there, using her own weight to continue the damage he’s done! Jetta fights to get free, desperately trying to pull herself away, but Stylez keeps her there, smirking at the boos that are coming his direction. The referee gives a warning, and Stylez finally shoves Jetta off, getting to his feet. He shakes his head, wanting competition, and walks over, grabbing at the wounded Tall-Tide and shooting her towards the turnbuckle. But Jetta pops upwards onto the ‘buckle, then leaps back off towards a surprised Stylez, scoring the Daring Corsair enziguiri!! Stylez goes down, but Jetta can’t make the cover, as this just bought her some time.
Both wrestlers start to work their way up, with Stylez clearing his head and coming over to grab Tall-Tide again. He grabs her from behind and lifts her up once again, perhaps thinking to break her over the knee for a third time. But Jetta is ready, reversing the move in mid-turn, and comes down with the Strike The Colors submission locked on!! Stylez, trapped in a standing position, fights to get Jetta off of him, as the referee moves in, checking to see if Stylez is going to tap out. But the wild man refuses, almost laughing as he begins to force his way over to the ropes. Jetta keeps the submission locked in, trying to sap Stylez of all his strength, but the wrestler manages to stumble forward and get his hands on the middle rope, forcing the break!
CJJ: Man, Tall-Tide nearly made Stylez walk the plank!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Quit trying to force them in there, CJJ. They’ll come naturally.
CJJ: What was wrong with that one?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Tall-Tide was literally trying to keep Stylez from walking.
CJJ: Well it’s not like there’s actually a plank in any case, is there??
Tall-Tide follows the orders of the referee, releasing the submission hold. She nods to the referee, showing respect for his decision… and then quickly jumps onto the ropes, springing off of them and grabbing hold of Stylez to land a facebuster!! As Stylez rolls away, trying to recover, Jetta sets herself up to the side, rubbing briefly at the back of her head due to the bruise she no doubt has there. She raises her arm, pointing at the rising Stylez, before rushing at him and leaping into the Ahoy, Matey! (Corkscrew hurricanrana) manuever! But Stylez, as they spin around, suddenly reverses things, turning the hurricanrana into a powerbomb!! The ring shakes from the impact, as Stylez stays on top, having reacted fully on instinct. The referee slides in…
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THR-No! Tall-Tide manages to kick out! Stylez He looks unimpressed, shoving her away so that he can get up. Angrily, Stylez moves over to the stunned Tall-Tide, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her over to the corner. He then starts kicking away at her, before delivering The FaCe FiXxXeR!!! The crowd boos heavily as Stylez grinds Jetta with his boot again and again, before going to the ropes and running back with a final kick, causing Jetta to slump in the corner. Stylez grabs her by the legs, showing no mercy as he bodily drags her out of the corner to the center of the ring. He then drops both knees across Jetta’s chest, knocking the air from her lungs!! Stylez stays there, showing off to the booing crowd, as the referee counts…
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THRE-And Jetta pushes him off!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Somehow Jetta Tall-Tide stays in it!
CJJ: Stylez is showing off his mean streak again, isn’t he? This guy is all about punishing his opponents, and I’m all for it!
PATRICK MATHEWS: The guy is a few quarters short of a dollar, if you ask me!
Stylez signals that it’s over, wanting to end this one once and for all. He goes over to Tall-Tide’s legs, working to twist her into The T.O.B.!! But Jetta struggles, fighting the hold, keeping it from getting locked in, as she drags herself towards the nearby ropes. Stylez, annoyed, tries to cinch it in, but with one final effort, Jetta reaches the ropes! The ref calls for the break, with Stylez still trying to turn Tall-Tide over, wanting to take her out. As the ref reaches a 4 count, Stylez pushes him away, then yanks on Jetta’s legs, pulling her back towards the center of the ring! But Jetta uses the opportunity, getting her legs free enough to kick Stylez away from her! Stylez staggers back, then comes forward again, but Jetta kips up and leaps into a dropkick, rocking Stylez down to a knee! Jetta then immediately runs forward, hitting the Shining Pirate!!! Stylez collapses, as Jetta makes the cover…
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THR-No! Stylez kicks out! The crowd sighs, having bit on that finish, but Jetta’s not done. She pulls herself to her feet, staggering over to the turnbuckle on the far side. She goes up, making the climb as she always does, positioning herself in range of the still-downed Stylez. Jetta balances herself, then begins to run across the ropes, setting up to Hoist The Colors!!! But as Jetta performs the incredible balancing act and springs off towards Stylez, the man suddenly raises up, avoiding Jetta’s elbow drop!!! Jetta rolls in agony, as Stylez pulls himself to his feet, getting a sudden burst of energy. With a sick smile now on his face, Stylez immediately turns towards the hurting Tall-Tide and rushes at her, landing The Bedtime Story (Curb Stomp)!!!! Tall-Tide is down, as Stylez rolls her over, still smiling as he makes the tight cover…
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THREE!!!
MEMPHIS BELLE: Here is your winner… JOHNNY STYLEZ!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: JOHNNY STYLEZ
Match Time: 6:52
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PATRICK MATHEWS: What a turn of events there! Jetta Tall-Tide finally falls, as Johnny Stylez suddenly seemed to get all his stamina back there!
CJJ: I think he tapped into another level of himself… which creeps me the hell out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Either way, Stylez gets a big victory heading towards his confrontation with FPV at Last Chance!
As Stylez leaves the ring, satisfied with his victory, we see Jetta Tall-Tide pulling herself up, looking disappointed.
PATRICK MATHEWS: That was a hell of a fight from Jetta here tonight.
CJJ: Yep, but now she’s just got to worry about… well, speak of the devil!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What?
As Jetta turns away, giving a salute to the fans, two figures can be seen sliding into the ring behind her: Amber Mansley and Clyde Newton!! The two members of the Fortunate Ones rush at Tall-Tide from behind, knocking her to the ground!! They stomp away on her, as the crowd boos heavily, not wanting to see The Fortunate Ones on top.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Get them out of here!! They shouldn’t be out here!!
CJJ: Oh, shouldn’t they? Mansley & Newton are just scouting out the talent for the X Division match… and I think they’ve given her a failing grade!
PATRICK MATHEWS: They’re just scared of her taking the victory, clearly!!
Tall-Tide tries to fight back, scoring a kick to Mansley that staggers her back, and then lashing out with a forearm shot to Newton. She grabs Newton by the head, prepping for something, but Mansley crashes into Tall-Tide’s knee, snapping her back to the ground with a loud yell! Mansley then starts dropping her knee onto Tall-Tide’s leg again and again, as Newton holds it in place!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is out of control!!! We need security out here!!
CJJ: I’m sure Barrows is getting right on that…
With Tall-Tide in extreme pain, grabbing at her leg, Mansley & Newton drag her over to the ring post. Newton quickly appies an inverted figure four around the post, causing Tall-Tide to writhe in pain, as Mansley leans over her, mocking her, before twisting her into a version of Canceled!!! The crowd is throwing trash towards the ring, but finally gives a cheer as WGWF Smash Security finally arrives. They break up the hold, pushing The Fortunate Ones off, but it’s clear the damage has already been done.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Tall-Tide’s leg really took some damage there. I don’t know what the prognosis is, but The Fortunate Ones have really gone to a new low!!
CJJ: One down, Patrick… one down…
Mansley seems to signal the same thing, raising up one finger as she and Newton triumphantly walk from ringside.Tall-Tide’s still in a lot of pain, as the referee signals for a stretcher to be brought out for her. We cut away.
The cameras pick up in the back of the arena, where you see J Mont walking alone with a bag in his hand. No Fortunate Ones by his side. Kind of a ballsy move considering how many people wanna rip his head off and feed it to an alligator.
CJJ: We can never have enough of J Mont!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I think it’s time to take another bathroom break.
CJJ: I am starting to think you have a crush on Mont. I see how your face lights up every time he appears on TV.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I would never want to take your Man Crush Everyday!
As J Mont makes his way down the hallway in the back, he sees someone from the distance that brings a smile to his face.
J MONT: X gonna give it to ya!
J Mont channeling his inner DMX, sees Xavier Lux as he makes his way towards one of his few friends in the industry today. Lux starts to walk towards Mont and the 2 old stablemates and friends reconnect with a hug, followed by a strong handshake.
J MONT: Man, it’s good to have you back.
XAVIER LUX: What up J-Money?! Thanks man, it's good to be back, I wasn’t sure when it was going to happen, but the X-Division was too good to pass up.
J MONT: Getting ready for a big night. Newton and Enigma are going to handle the Main Event, while I sit back and enjoy the show. And that X Division match is going to be one for the ages. It’s hard for me to pick a winner because Clyde and Amber are in it and we have been boys way before them.
XAVIER LUX: It is a big night for you guys, but I’m sure your crew will pull through. Well you don’t have to pick a winner, because you already know who is going to win… But don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.
Xavier winks at J Mont, who smirks at the comment made by Lux.
J MONT: Speaking of secrets, I am sure you are wondering what is in this bag I am carrying? I was hoping I would find you.
XAVIER LUX: Is it a rolex watch? Cholo wouldn’t shut up about his.
J MONT: Well shit, I feel like crap now. To be honest, I had one custom ordered just for you with an X in the middle, but they had to wait for a small part that is on National Back Order. I told them I don't care if they need to fly all the way to Bulgaria, they better find that part. But they are still searching, so I am sorry. It’s not a watch, but what I have might be a little more sentimental between us.
XAVIER LUX: Come on man, you know I’m just messing with ya. Besides, look at my wrists, I don't like wearing watches or gold around them for that matter... Around my waist though, it's a whole different thing. But anyway, what is in the bag?
J Mont reaches into the bag and pulls out a Tee Shirt.
J MONT: I saw how you ripped up your last shirt. So, I figured I would get you a new one since you will always be a part of The Mecca with me. We built it up together!
J Mont hands Xavier a brand new Tee Shirt of The Mecca, a group back in the day they ran together that took over the IIW and ran everyone away once and for all. Xavier extends it out and laughs, remembering those days.
XAVIER LUX: Um, thanks man. I hope you know, that was more about me stepping out and doing my own thing than dissing Mecca. I will always be proud of being in that group and what we accomplished there. But right now, as much as I hate to sound cliche, it’s all about me. But thanks, I’ll make sure I take good care of this one.
He throws it over his shoulder and pats it like a newly won championship belt.
J MONT: I know what your plans and goals are. I respect it but just know I am always a call away, or better yet, just a hallway away to be there for you. Our history runs deep and no one can take that away from us. But I am not done yet. I got one more thing for you.
J Mont reaches into the bag and pulls out another Tee Shirt. This time around, he holds up the shirt and it shows a log of THE FORTUNATE ONES!
J MONT: Before you say anything, I know you're not joining, but I wanted you to have one to add to your collection. But, if you change your mind, you know there is always a spot waiting for you. But I am also putting the whole WGWF on notice. Smash or Brawl, it doesn't matter. If you fuck with Xavier, you are fucking with The Fortunate Ones. It will be a bad day for anyone that tries to cross you brother.
Xavier takes the shirt, someone reluctantly and puts it in his back pocket, which is kind of symbolic in a way.
XAVIER LUX: Well I appreciate it man, though I am not sure if your crew will share that sentiment after that X-Division championship match, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. By the way, don’t forget, match 100 is yours… Could very well be for that X-Title.
Xavier smirks.
J MONT: The crew knows our history, so may the best man or women win. And brother, that means a lot to me that match 100 is ours. Respect runs deep with you. Hit me up anytime, you know I'm there for you. I gotta get ready for a couple things now, but enjoy the Tee Shirts and we always have the past and the future.
XAVIER LUX: No doubt, same here, and thanks again brother.
Xavier holds out his hand and they shake hands and pat each other’s shoulders before getting their separate ways. J Mont down the hall, turns around and speaks.
J MONT: You sure you don't want to join up with The Fortunate Ones tonight?
J Mont smirks because he knows the answer but had to ask his boy Xavier one more time for shits and giggles.
Xavier just laughs as he shakes his head.
CJJ: Xavier needs to join up with The Fortunate Ones. That's best for business!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Would be funny to watch Xavier knock off Clyde and Amber, and see how Mont reacts after.
CJJ: J Mont always has a plan, and they always work.
PATRICK MATHEWS: If Amber loses, I bet she gets punted farther than Sonya did. And if Clyde loses, I bet J Mont gives him a JKO that lands him in the mountains in Canada somewhere. I can see The Fortunate Ones imploding at Last Chance, leaving J Mont all alone.
As Smash comes back from break, the unexpected notes of Hopes and Dreams hits the airwaves, as from behind the curtain emerges a very tired looking (yet still determined) Frank Patrick Venable, dressed in his street clothes as opposed to ring gear or even his usual suit and tie getup. He already has a mic in his hand and slowly, he begins making his way to the ring, ignoring the clamoring of fans around him. He enters the ring and stoically waits for his music to end, letting the fans cheer for just a moment before speaking in a solemn voice.
FPV: I feel an immense need to apologize to you all. Over the past month, I have committed actions that go against the values I try to put forward as a WGWF roster member. I’ve tried very hard to keep any sort of animosity I feel towards another wrestler in the ring and nowhere else. But a month ago on Smash, I lost my cool in front of as big an audience as possible and betrayed those values deeply.
The crowd murmurs and boos, remembering the violent assault committed by FPV on the former Johnny Stylez, now known as Jestyr Seryous. Slowly, a chant begins to ring out.
Crowd: HE DESERVED IT! *clap clap clapclapclap* HE DESERVED IT! *clap clap clapclapclap*
FPV: I absolutely agree with you all on that matter, but that’s beside the point. He gamed me and my emotions like a fiddle and put me in jail for the night. And I won’t lie to you, after I posted my bail I could think of nothing more than to find that clown and do it all over again, like I hadn’t learned a single thing from that whole experience. I wanted nothing more than to shred his pasty white clown makeup with razor wire.
But I finally had people sit me down and snap me out of it. My dear partner Ramon, and my good friend Brian, the DA of New Orleans. They both sat me down and told me straight up “Frank, this is not like you at all. You aren’t like all these other violent psychopaths that permeate the wrestling business. You shouldn’t be stooping to his level.” And they were right. Because all I was doing was proving Jester right with every swing of the kendo stick.
It’s an absolute miracle he’s decided not to press charges, because otherwise I’d be going away for a very long time. No, he didn’t press charges because he knew this wasn’t the end. He knew this was gonna bubble over into a full blown match and wanted to soften me up emotionally before that. Well I’m not gonna play by that game, Jester. You caught me slipping outside of the ring once, but at Last Chance you’re going one-on-one with one of the best pure wrestlers in the business today. No weapons, no excuses. You either beat like me like the wrestler you purport to be, or I make the past two months of your posturing mean NOTHING. I can make a German suplex feel just as painful as a chair shot, and a chokehold feel like I’m running a garrote through your neck.
We played by your rules already Jester, but at Last Chance, it’s time you played by mine.
FPV tosses the microphone casually as his music pops back on the speakers. FPV begins playing to the crowd in his usual manner, though you can see in his eyes the events of the past month have shaken him.
And then…the lights go out. The arena is drenched in pitch black darkness, and before too long, a maniacal chattering laughter is heard, before the feed abruptly cuts to commercial.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: The next match is scheduled for one fall with a 15-minute time limit. Introducing first, from Denver, Colorado… weighing in at 220 lbs. and standing 6’2” tall… SETH STEVENS
"Man in a Box" by Alice and Chains begins to play. The arena begins to boo loudly as Seth Stevens appears at the top of the ramp, holding a drink in his hand. Seth pauses for a moment cracking a grin at the boos from the crowd before taking a sip from his mug. He then starts walking towards the ring, not paying them any attention. Seth enters the ring by sliding under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet, looking out at the audience that refuses to support him..
PATRICK MATHEWS: We almost had a new Smash Heavyweight Champion on Christmas Day, but despite all of Stevens’ best efforts, Enigma walked out with the championship.
CJJ: I won’t say I ever lost faith in Enigma. I’ll just say that once or twice, I got nervous…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Well, now Stevens has to shake that off and get ready to deal with Ragnarok tonight, as well as Edward Grado at the PPV.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: His opponent, standing 6’4” and weighing 276 lbs, from Baltimore, MD, here is RAGNAROK!!
The arena goes dark. He comes up from underneath the staging area before an explosion of fire lights the ramp up. The explosion knocks the lights back on as he stands at the top of the ramp before walking down.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Ragnarok made his successful return to the ring last Smash, when he took down Kasey Welker. Tonight, he looks to continue his run by taking out Seth Stevens.
CJJ: Quite obviously, we’re looking at a significant jump in talent range compared to Welker. But I bet Ragnarok likes it that way. It’s no crash test dummy this time, it’s a real foe!
As Ragnarok comes in under the ropes, Stevens immediately goes to meet him, stomping on Ragnarok’s back! The referee immediately calls for the bell, wanting to get this going, as Stevens lands a few more stomps on Ragnarok, trying to keep the man down. But Ragnarok keeps fighting up, managing to knock Stevens away from him briefly. Ragnarok gets to his feet, with Stevens charging back in, only for Ragnarok to block Stevens’ swing and start throwing several of his own, driving Stevens back. Ragnarok then shoots Stevens to the ropes, setting him up, but Stevens immediately grabs the ropes and hangs on, enabling him to slide quickly out of the ring to regroup.
The fans boo this act, not that Stevens is concerned with what they think. He walks around the ring, clearing his head, as Ragnarok impatiently watches him. The referee starts a count, but Ragnarok doesn’t want to wait for it. He goes out the ring on another side and comes after Stevens, who sees him approaching. Stevens quickly goes back under the ropes into the ring, so Ragnarok follows right behind… only for Stevens to drop an elbow right on his back! Ragnarok rolls in pain, as Stevens quickly goes on the attack, applying a reverse chinlock to keep Ragnarok out of action.
PATRICK MATHEWS: So far, Stevens appears to be favoring the sneak-attack variety of maneuvers.
CJJ: Hey, they’re always my favorite.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’m not condoning it, but it’s never a bad idea to try and ground the larger opponent.
The referee stays close just in case, although he doesn’t expect a submission from a chin lock. Ragnarok is already fighting his way up, refusing to stay on the canvas, as Stevens reaches out and gouges at his jaw to try to contain him. But Ragnarok takes the pain, getting up and lifting Stevens into the air, throwing him down with a side slam! Stevens rolls away, trying to make some recovery space, but Ragnarok staggers after him. He grabs hold of Stevens on the way up, then easily picks the man into the air, landing a spinning suplex! The move hits with enough force that Ragnarok goes for the cover, holding onto the leg…
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But Stevens kicks out, avoiding the early loss. Ragnarok gets up, immediately set on pulling Stevens up with him. He shows no remorse as he lifts Stevens up, getting him set for a powerslam off of his shoulder. But as Ragnarok steps forward, Stevens pushes with his arms, managing to get the leverage to fall behind him. Ragnarok spins around, but Stevens kicks him in the gut, then locks onto him, getting a double-arm DDT! Ragnarok, stunned, takes a moment to get up, as Stevens is already going to the turnbuckle. He hops up the rungs quickly, turning and leaping into the air as Ragnarok rises, scoring a missile dropkick!! Ragnarok goes down, with Stevens scrambling for the cover…
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TH-and Ragnarok kicks out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Momentum is switching rapidly back and forth in this one.
CJJ: Hey, you come to expect that from the stars of the A Show of the WGWF, don’t you? We have no scrubs here! … Well, maybe Grado…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Edward Grado is one of the most skilled athletes we have, CJJ!
CJJ: I think we’ve been watching different YouTube videos…
Stevens is determined to keep Ragnarok down and out, working his shoulder by slamming his knee into it again and again. He stretches at the arm, telling Ragnarok to just give up, but Ragnarok refuses, vowing to make Stevens pay. He starts pushing up despite the pressure, with Stevens opting to kick him in the ribs to slow his progress. Stevens, shaking his head, then grabs a rising Ragnarok by the arm, shooting him towards the corner, no, Ragnarok reverses it. Stevens smashes into the corner, with Ragnarok following right behind with a large splash! Stevens sags on the ropes, as Ragnarok uses a few seconds to straighten his shoulder out.
Once settled, Ragnarok lifts Stevens onto the turnbuckle, then goes up with him, landing multiple punches to keep the veteran on the defensive. Stevens tries to swing back, but Ragnarok stops him with a shot to the windpipe, taking Stevens’ air away from him. Ragnarok then balances next to him, getting his footing, before leaping up with his legs, catching Stevens around the head… and getting a hurricanrana off the top rope!! The crowd pops, loving seeing a larger wrestler pull off such a high-flying move, as Ragnarok manages to crawl over to Stevens, making the cover…
1…
2…
THR-and Stevens gets a shoulder up in time!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What a move from Ragnarok!!
CJJ: Where’d he learn that one from? Hermod The Swift?
PATRICK MATHEWS: … You know Norse mythology, CJJ?
CJJ: Doesn’t everyone?
Ragnarok is getting back to his feet now, hauling Stevens up with him. Looking annoyed, Ragnarok takes Stevens by the head and runs to the ropes, sending Stevens over the top rope! He steps away, raising an arm, but he misses that Stevens caught himself, hanging onto the rope and keeping from taking the big fall. Stevens gets up, catching a turning Ragnarok and dropping off the apron, clotheslining him on the top rope!! Ragnarok hangs there, stunned, as Stevens takes a moment to show off how smart he is to the disbelieving crowd. He then gets up on the apron, grabbing hold of Ragnarok and setting him up… preparing to give him a suplex to the outside!!
Stevens locks it in, as the crowd gets worried (and excited) for what’s about to happen. Stevens lifts… but Ragnarok blocks it. Stevens lifts a second time, refusing to give up… and Ragnarok manages to block it a second time, before breaking free and scoring with a shot under the chin that drops Stevens to a knee. Ragnarok then steps through the ropes himself, getting on the apron with Stevens. As the wrestler tries to rise back up, swinging, Ragnarok blocks the strike, then grabs Stevens by the throat, coming off the apron while delivering a massive apron chokeslam!! Stevens lands on the ‘hardest part of the ring’, arching his back before slumping off the apron and falling to the outside at Ragnarok’s feet!
CJJ: Geez, is Seth Stevens lucky!
PATRICK MATHEWS: He just got chokeslammed on the apron! What on earth was lucky about that?!?!
CJJ: Well, he fell off to the outside. If Ragnarok would have rolled him right back in, this one would probably be over.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I suppose, in a weird way, that could be seen as ‘luck’...
On the outside, Ragnarok has pulled Stevens back up off the ground, even as the referee begins his 10 count. Ragnarok ignores him completely, though, taking Stevens over to the steel steps. He lifts Stevens up into the air, no, Stevens desperately scratches at Ragnarok’s face, freeing himself. Stevens then rams Ragnarok forward, crashing his legs into the steps!! Ragnarok falls forward, grabbing at his knee, as Stevens slides to the side, taking a moment to recover. He doesn’t have long, though, as Ragnarok is already limping to his feet. Seeing this, Stevens comes in to try a legsweep, but Ragnarok spins out of the way… and Stevens hits the steps instead!!
The loud crash is followed by some ooh’s and aah’s from the crowd, as Stevens is down. Ragnarok limps over to the apron, rolling himself into the ring to stop the count, and then comes right back out again. He then grabs at the recovering Stevens, picking him up on one shoulder. He moves forward, shooting Stevens towards the ring post, and Stevens hits shoulder-first!! The wrestler falls to the ground, clutching at his shoulder, as Ragnarok leans on the apron, trying to shake some feeling back into his right leg. He then comes back to Stevens, kicking at the back of his head, as the referee resumes his 10 count.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Both of these men are risking getting counted out!
CJJ: If I were a wrestler, I’d always arrange for a double countout with my opponent. Sure, it doesn’t pay as much as a win does, but there’s a lot less wear and tear on the body.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Yeah, I don’t think these guys share your philosophy.
CJJ: No, they’re beating the hell out of each other for my enjoyment, so I really can’t complain…
As the referee reaches a higher count, Ragnarok stays in control, slamming Stevens hard against the apron edge. As Stevens drops to his knees, Ragnarok turns and rolls into the ring again, breaking the count, before returning once more. He seems intent to end this one on the outside, doing a lot of damage to his opponent along the way. He drags Stevens up, wrapping him from behind in a sleeper variation, working to squeeze all the life from his opponent, as Stevens desperately fights to get free. He reaches down, clutching at the apron, then pulls his arms back, working away, as Ragnarok swings him back and forth. The referee, meanwhile, has started to count up again, continuing to threaten to throw this one out if the wrestlers don’t get back in.
Stevens seems to be fading, slumping lower and lower next to the apron, as Ragnarok gladly works to knock his opponent unconscious. But before that can happen, Stevens suddenly drops the rest of the way, sacrificing his own body in order to give Ragnarok a jawbreaker!! Ragnarok stumbles away, then falls down, losing his balance. Stevens, meanwhile, grabs at the bottom rope, hauling himself painfully back into the ring. He rolls further in, as the referee reaches 7, then continues with 8. Ragnarok gets up, intent on following Stevens in, and starts to go into the ring… only to find that his leg has been tied up in part of the apron rope, keeping him from getting in! He quickly works at it, pulling the knotted rope off of him, and then starts to get into the ring… as the referee suddenly signals 10! He waves his arms, even as Ragnarok gets to his feet, arguing with him and saying that he made it. But the referee is adamant that he did his job, calling for the bell.
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WINNER VIA COUNTOUT: SETH STEVENS
Match Time: 8:47
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Stevens stole this one!!
CJJ: No he didn’t. He earned it!
PATRICK MATHEWS: That’s ridiculous! Tying up Ragnarok’s leg like that was…
CJJ: Genius! And now Stevens goes into the PPV on a winning note!
Ragnarok is still furious, turning and going after Stevens, but Stevens is already out of the ring, heading for the back. He taps his wrist, as if signaling for an invisible watch, saying that Ragnarok was out of time. Ragnarok watches him go, angrily shaking his head and knowing that this won’t be the end of it.
As the referee works to encourage Ragnarok to head out of the ring, all attention turns to the entrance as the music starts.
"There's Only One King" begins to play, and Gabriel King walks out of the back, wearing a fine robe. He throws it off, showing his powerful arms to the crowd.
PATRICK MATHEWS: We heard Gideon King was going to be here tonight!
CJJ: But what brings him out here?
King, holding a mic, gets them to cut his music and he stands on the ramp looking at the ring.
GIDEON KING: I’ll make this short and sweet. I am not going to let Gideon King be left off of the Smash ppv. I have worked too hard to get here and I have too much going for me to let that happen. I am going to make myself great in the WGWF, and it all starts in 2024. So here and now I’m offering an open challenge!
The crowd cheers, liking the competitive spirit of this young man. The shot then turns back to the ring, where Stevens has already left. Wiping the sweat from his forehead Ragnarok leaned on the ropes. It was another battle with Seth Stevens, but his attention is focused on King. He demanded a microphone as the crowd continued to have a mixed reaction. As he took possession on a microphone he spoke, looking to the crowd.
RAGNAROK: Happy New Year everyone. I hope it was full of blessings and that 2024 treats you great. This week is a special shout out and treat. You see for the longest time I've admired a great open challenge. It really gives the roster a chance to surprise the fans and see a match that they normally wouldn't.
He shifted his body toward the ramp and smiled towards King.
RAGNAROK: You guys are intelligent and already know where I'm going with this but to make it official let me say for the entire world to hear. Gideon King, you throw out an open challenge looking for a worthy opponent to compete in this ring at Last Chance. Well, I looked at my schedule after tonight and what do you know I'm free. I missed the opportunity to earn a spot on the card due to injury however, I accept your open challenge for Last Chance. I just hope you are ready for the beating of a lifetime. People like you don't need to be in WGWF. I hope you know what you got yourself into knowing that I could be the one to accept. I'll see you on January 28th good sir and celebrate a victory on my birthday.
The crowd gives a strong reaction, loving another addition to the show, as King nods, pleased with the result. He turns and leaves. Ragnarok rolls out of the ring leaving the microphone on the edge and gives a few fans a hug as he walks up the ramp and heads for backstage.
PATRICK MATHEWS: So it’s official! Gideon King and Ragnarok look to prove themselves in Philadelphia!
CJJ: It’s the year of Ragnarok! Everyone knows it!
Once again, J Mont is roaming the hallways in the back. Always up to something and handling business. As J Mont comes from around the corner, he leans up against the wall, putting one leg up on the wall. He pulls out his IPhone 15 Pro and selects a name from his contacts. The phone is ringing as J Mont awaits the other person answering the call.
CJJ: My phones not ringing, so he's not calling me.
PATRICK MATHEWS: If he was a good father, like he says he is, he would be calling his wife to check on his daughter and family.
CJJ: FATHER OF THE YEAR! Where have you been?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Another award that he bought!
J Mont takes his foot off the wall as the call is answered
J MONT: Hey listen, i don't have a lot of time because there are a lot of eyes and ears around here, but i just need to know that you are ready?
The response must have been a good one because J Mont nods his head as that sinister smirk appears which means something evil is going down.
J MONT: Ok good. This is going to be fun.
J Mont ends the call and is obviously up to something.
CJJ: The master of the mind games is at it again.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The master of being a liar and cheater is happening again.
J Mont walks again down the hallway, but the excitement is really getting to him and he cannot hold it in at the current moment.
J MONT: CHECKMATE PAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Backstage at the WGWF arena, the air was thick with tension as the dark and mysterious figure known as Damage, The Untamed Demon, prepared to address the upcoming challenge against Smash Champion Enigma and The Fortunate Ones, Clyde Newton along with his partner for tonight John "The Beast" Cable. The ominous lighting cast shadows on Damage's imposing figure as he stood before the camera, ready to unleash his fury.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage is set to go to war with The Fortunate Ones later tonight!
CJJ: Why go into a conflict you know you’re going to lose? I don’t understand people sometimes.
PATRICK MATHEWS: You may think The Fortunate Ones are infallible, CJJ, but Cable & Damager are set to prove you wrong.
CJJ: Nobody can ever prove me wrong, because I’m always right!
Denise Essex, the backstage interviewer, looked both intrigued and slightly unnerved as she began.
DENISE ESSEX: "Damage, you've got a massive match ahead against the Smash Champion and The Fortunate Ones very own Clyde Newton. You will be teaming up with John “The Beast” Cable. What are your thoughts going into this high-stakes encounter?"
Damage's cold gaze pierced through the darkness as he began to speak, his voice echoing with intensity.
DAMAGE: ”Ms. Denise, my thoughts are simple. It's a battle against fate itself. Enigma and Clyde Newton may call themselves The Fortunate Ones, but I am the harbinger of their misfortune. The shadows of their so-called fortune will be cast away by the darkness that I bring. They may think they have luck on their side, but tonight, they'll face the true untamed force that is Damage. The Fortunate Ones believe they can stand in the way of my destiny, but they are gravely mistaken. Enigma, Clyde Newton, will soon realize that their luck has run out, for I am The Untamed Demon, and I love to share with them the taste of Blood, Pain and agony that I am loving to serve them before I fill my appetite with the Victory."
CJJ: I will say, the guy is absolutely terrifying.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not the kind of man I’d want to get in the ring with… although to be fair, I don’t want to be in the ring with anyone. I’m quite content here at the announce table.
A sinister grin played across Damage's face as he continued.
DAMAGE: "The Fortunate Ones may think they hold the key to success, but I am the bringer of their demise. In our upcoming match, they will face a force they cannot comprehend, an entity hell-bent on destruction and reclaiming what is rightfully mine – the X Division Title."
Denise, trying to maintain her composure, pressed on.
DENISE ESSEX: "Speaking of the X Division Title, you're set to compete in the Steel Asylum Cage match at Smash's Last Chance PPV. The stakes are incredibly high with only the first four to escape moving on to the finals. How do you plan on navigating such a chaotic environment?"
A malevolent glint flickered in Damage's eyes as he responded.
DAMAGE: "Ms. Denise, the Steel Asylum Cage is nothing more than a playground for The Untamed Demon. The Steel Asylum Cage match is no place for the faint of heart. But I am not here for the faint of heart. I am here for the thrill, the chaos, and the taste of victory. The Two persons of Fortunate Ones have the same desire as myself, something that defines me – the X Division Title. In that Steel Asylum Cage, I will break free, leaving a path of destruction behind me. The Ultimate X Match will be my domain, and I will claim what is rightfully mine. You see, Chaos is my ally, and in that steel structure, I will decimate any obstacle in my path. The fortunate may find an escape, but only the relentless will secure their destiny. I will be among the first to break free, and then the true spectacle begins."
A shiver ran down Denise's spine as Damage's words hung in the air. She pressed on with one final question.
DENISE ESSEX: "And speaking of The Fortunate Ones, they have been a thorn in your side for quite some time now. Is there a personal vendetta driving you to pursue the X Division Title, or is it just about the gold? And when you succeed in the Steel Asylum Cage match, you'll advance to the Ultimate X Match on the same night for the X Division Title. What message do you have for your potential opponents in that match?"
PATRICK MATHEWS: Denise asking the hard-hitting questions.
CJJ: Oh, please, I’ve seen harder hits in a wiffle-ball tournament!
The Untamed Demon's laughter echoed through the backstage area, sending chills down the spines of those within earshot.
DAMAGE: "The Fortunate Ones are not just obstacles; they are a reminder of the darkness that lies within me. The X Division Title is not just gold; it's my identity, my purpose. To destroy The Fortunate Ones is to unleash the demon within me fully. The X Division Title is the key to unlocking my true potential, and at Smash's Last Chance PPV, the world will witness the untamed demon rising. And to my potential opponents, I say this – prepare for a descent into madness. The Ultimate X Match will be a battleground like no other, and I will ascend to claim what is rightfully mine. The X Division Title will be in the hands of The Untamed Demon, and the Fortunate Ones will learn the true meaning of despair."
As Damage stares into the camera with intensity, the anticipation for his matches builds, and the air is thick with the promise of chaos and retribution. The Untamed Demon is on the hunt, and The Fortunate Ones should prepare for the storm that's about to descend upon them. The camera cut to the ring side.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage looks ready to live up to his name later tonight!
CJJ: I bet you he chokeslams Cable.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What??
CJJ: He seems like the type. And then he’d avoid The Fortunate One’s wrath. It’s the smart play.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not a chance, CJJ. We’ll see them in the main event, but first, we’ve got a Triple Threat X-Division Showcase!
The guitar riffs of “Hail to the King” tear through the arena and the roof absolutely blows off the place. The lights dim, and then the stage lights, white and red, start to move with the beat of the drum. As the drums play together and the music starts to flow, the lights stop beating and stay on as a large figure appears. The figure is draped in a leather duster with a hood over his head. He steps to the ramp leading to the ring and flips the hood off his head as the chorus says, “Hail to the King.” As the music continues, he starts his march to the ring, the fans who love him in a frenzy, and those who hate him hiding from the rabid fans. Men, women, and children bow to him and jab their hands into the air to the rhythm of the music. Bull stops and stares into the ring.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: Coming to the ring, he stands 6’ 10” and weighs in at 385 pounds….from the Great Northwoods of Michigan…this is THE BASTARD COREY BULL!
Bull raises his hands above his head in an X and an explosion rocks the top of the stage and a mushroom cloud floats to the top of the arena as Bull climbs onto the apron and steps over the top rope.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Heading into Last Chance, a win here tonight for Corey Bull could go a long way towards cementing him as a contender.
CJJ: The same could be said for either of his opponents.
The lights in the arena go dark and music begins to play in the arena. The commentary team buzzes with anticipation, and when the bass drops, Samuel is propelled in the air and lands on the stage. His hat is glowing neon purple with a wolf on the front as well as the bandanna that covers the lower half of his face. He has on a sleeveless sweatshirt with the same glowing wolf. The short tights have the glowing wolf on the backside. His thick custom kick pads over his boots have the wolf to complete a custom look. Some of the viewing him on their screen jeer him, but for the most part, he is still getting a mixed reaction.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: Making his way to the ring now, his opponent, hailing from Atlanta, GA… he is “THE LONE WOLF” SAMUEL CHATMAN!
Samuel remained squatted down until after the pause in the bass and stood up and spun around and jumped in the air but landed as if mocking the audience and waves them off. He walks down the ramp with a scowl on his face and heads for the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and folds his arms while swaying his shoulders back and forth with the beat before sitting on the turnbuckle and extending his hand for a microphone. The arena remains dark with the singular spotlight on him. The music dies down, and Samuel howls in the air as he flashes his pearly white smile at the fans.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Chatman and Jetta Tall-Tide had a classic on the last Smash, really giving us a view of how strong Chatman can be in the singles division of WGWF Smash.
CJJ: It was also the last time we’ll see them fight, considering how badly The Fortunate Ones took out Tall-Tide earlier tonight! And Chatman? He’s next, right now!
“Break It Down” by Lil Debbie plays the venue’s interior surround systems. The audience immediately boos the young athlete coming out from the backstage area smiling at the hatred she receives. Amber stands center stage with her hands on her hips, staring out to the audience before doing a slow twirl where a spotlight shines only on her, creating the illusion of a silhouette. Once she faces the audience again, she snaps her fingers, and the lights return to normal before strutting down to the ring like on a model’s runway.
MEMPHIS BELLE: Introducing on her way to the ring! Hailing from Boca Raton, Florida! At five feet, seven inches tall, weighing in at 143 pounds! She is “The Influence” Amber Mansley!
Amber stops before the apron facing the ring, then looks both ways at the fans at ringside booing her. She gently leans over the apron, shrugs her shoulders, and then kisses the camera. Amber holds onto the bottom rope with both hands before spinning herself into the ring, lying on the canvas in the center. The camera transitions to a sky-view with a single spotlight on her in the arena, and from the camera’s point of view, it looks like an artwork of Amber in a silhouette fashion. She gets back on her feet, snaps her finger to alert production to brighten the lights, and silences her music as she takes refuge in a corner, kicking her body up on the top rope to relax.
CJJ: My lord, listen to that crowd. They’re no fans of “The Influence”.
PATRICK MATHEWS: After what happened earlier tonight?? Can you blame them?
CJJ: It’s all about business, Patrick! They should understand that!
The bell sounds, getting this one underway. All three wrestlers consider each other, with Corey Bull standing strong as he glares at both individuals. Samuel Chatman and Amber Mansley exchange a glance, and then both start moving towards Corey Bull. As Chatman reaches his side, Bull lashes out with a desperate throat thrust, sending Chatman reeling back. Bull whirls on Amber, but she manages to sidestep, taking advantage of Bull's imbalance to take him down with a corkscrew armdrag. Both Amber and Chatman lay into Bull with an old-fashioned mudhole stomping that leaves him gasping for breath.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Early alliance here by Samuel Chatman and Amber Mansley. You have to wonder where that leaves—
CJJ: Don't say it!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What?
Chatman reaches down, and drags Bull to his feet before locking on a sleeper hold – smooth transition into a stout wheelbarrow into a facebuster. Amber scrambles up to the top turnbuckle and hesitates, scouting the opposition.
CJJ: Corey Bull’s outnumbered here!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Is Chatman going to be the next to join The Fortunate Ones?
CJJ: Oh hell no.
Amber Mansley leaps from the top rope, hands over her head, in position for a flying double axehandle smash. At the last second, Bull elbows Chatman in the solar plexus, breaking the hold. Amber, unable to stop in time, brings those clenched fists down on Chatman's shoulder, sending them both to the mat as Bull scrambles out of the way.
PATRICK MATHEWS: And just like that the alliance is broken!
Amber kips up to her feet, offering a hand to Chatman who immediately blows her off. Scoffing, Amber lashes out with a low blow and then sends Chatman off to the ropes with a hard Irish whip, dropping to her knees for more momentum. She pops back up, and catches Chatman on the rebound with a stunning bulldog. Amber offers him a hand again, and this time Chatman moves to take it, and then lashes out with his foot as he gets up, doubling Amber over with a kick to the midsection, getting an enormous pop from the crowd! Chatman scoops Amber up, pasting her back to the mat with a chokelift spinebuster. Amber wisely rolls out of the ring for a breather while Chatman looks at the spot where he'd last seen Bull, only to find nobody there. The crowd erupts yet again as Chatman turns around, only to be leveled with a springboard dropkick from Bull!! The crowd is on their feet, cheering wildly as Bull whirls around, charging into the corner and sliding between the ropes to take out Amber with a baseball slide!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And Corey Bull’s taking charge?!
CJJ: I'm just as shocked as you are!
Bull pulls Amber back upright, his expression desperate as he pummels her with a series of hard punches on the outside before grabbing her by the neck and dragging her back towards the ring. Amber manages to get in a few weak punches of her own but Bull’s a bit too strong for her to fend off when she’s still dazed. Suddenly, Bull is pulled off Amber as Chatman comes to the aid of his opponent, grabbing Bull's head and tossing him back into the ring. Chatman dives between the ropes and grabs Bull just as he's rising, slamming him down with a lightning-quick Hunter’s Snare.
1!
2– OH NO!
CJJ: HERE COMES AMBER!
Amber kicks Chatman in the back of the head, breaking up the pinfall as Bull scrambles for safety. Chatman drags himself up, charging at Amber just as she catches hold of Bull and drags him off the ropes. Amber throws one final blow to Bull, leaving him stunned before rolling to her feet. She turns right into a grapple and massive powerbomb from Chatman. The crowd cheers the surprise move as Amber goes down hard. Bull scrambles to the top rope, and launches himself, only to be caught midair by Chatman and taken down with a backbreaker.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Amber is up, and she looks angry!
CJJ: I love a woman who's not afraid of a little three-way action.
PATRICK MATHEWS: ….really?
Chatman lifts Bull up off of the mat and throws him at the ropes. Amber gets to her feet, and charges at Chatman, spearing him through the ropes to the outside. Amber rolls to her feet, and dives back into the ring, colliding hard with Bull and driving him back into the corner. Bull goes for the right hand but Amber blocks it and hits Bull with a right of her own – HEADBUTT TO THE FACE AND AMBER GOES DOWN! Corey Bull looks like he’s going to drop for the pin but Samuel Chatman comes sailing in out of nowhere and nails a destructive Final Bite superkick! The crowd goes absolutely insane as Corey Bull rolls out of harm’s way. Rather than chase him to the floor. Chatman turns around and runs to the corner, scaling the ropes in a single bound. He poses for a split second and then turns and launches with a textbook Wolf’s Howl (shooting star press pin) and hooks both legs. Corey’s still dazed on the outside, only aware of the pinning predicament too late to break it up.
1!!
2!!
Bull can barely stand on spaghetti legs as he pulls himself up on the apron, but it’s too late!
THREE!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: SAMUEL CHATMAN
Match Time: 11:09
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Samuel Chatman with the big win heading into the X Division contest at Last Chance! Will this cement Chatman as the favorite?
CJJ: Not with two Fortunate Ones there, it won’t!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’ll have to see, CJJ, as he got past one here tonight!
CJJ: It’ll be different. You’ll see.
As Chatman gets up on the turnbuckle, pointing out at the audience and celebrating with them, Mansley pulls herself to her feet. Suddenly, Clyde Newton comes sprinting to the ring, joining up with her, and both turn towards Chatman. But Corey Bull is back in the ring as well, and as Chatman jumps back down off the turnbuckle, the two men stare down The Fortunate Ones. Newton & Mansley seem to think better of the assault, trash-talking Chatman for being lucky before leaving the ring. Newton and Bull then turn towards each other, looking ready to go again, as the official gets between them. We fade out to commercial.
The lights in the building start to flicker, matching the opening riffs and drums of 'The Infection' by Disturbed. After the intro, a brief pyro explosion goes off in the entrance and as the lyrics of the song begin, Xavier Lux steps out from behind the smoke left by the pyro. He stands there sporting a black 7 Wrestling Sins T-shirt, burgundy leather jacket over it with blue jeans and black boots. He wears green Ray Ban Aviator sunglasses to complete the ensemble. He likes to keep things simple. He looks around at the crowd who, before last Smash were starting to come around to him, but after aligning himself with Barrows, they have nothing but boos for "The Man with Venom in his Veins". He makes his way down the ramp, keeping his focus on the ring and once he gets to ringside, he hops on the apron, wiping his boots. He then gets inside and makes his way to the corner, climbs to the second turnbuckle, and throws his arms up in the air and the crowd boos even louder now. He jumps down, laughing, as he asks for a mic. Once he gets one, he stands in the middle of the ring and addresses the crowd.
XL: Happy New Year Raleigh!
The crowd doesn’t fall for the cheap pop bait, continuing to boo Xavier.
XL: Woah, woah, woah… What’s with the attitude North Carolina? I thought it was South Carolina that was full of idiots…
More boos.
XL: I guess all Carolinas are the same, but I digress…
The crowd now starts an “asshole! Asshole!” chant.
XL: Nice, well look, as much as I am enjoying the J. Mont treatment, I’m flattered, truly, I haven’t been given much time so let’s get down to business.
But the crowd starts booing again, at the mere mention of J Mont who they just loathe. It doesn’t help that Xavier has a close relationship with arguably the Heel of the Year. Xavier laughs but then notices the announcing team at ringside. He promptly gets out of the ring and walks over, shaking hands with CJJ who is all smiles. Patrick, expecting the same, extends out his hand but Lux promptly slaps it away.
XL: Well if it isn’t Patrick Mathews, the man with the big mouth… when I’m not around, but let’s hear you run your mouth now that I am here, in your face.
Xavier comes around the desk and gets all up on Mathews’ grill. CJJ gets a big smile on his face as Patrick tries to defend himself.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I wasn’t running my-
XL: Shut up! So, you don’t think me being put in the X Division title match was right? You feel I haven’t earned a spot, is that it? You think I’m getting a free ride to the X Division title? Do you, like everyone in this match just assume I’m going to win it by simply being put in the match?
Xavier finally pauses to give Patrick a chance to speak.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Well, I uh-
XL: uh, uh what? Cat got your tongue? Aren’t you “Big Talk” Matthews?
Xavier holds out a fist for CJJ to bump which he promptly, and giddily, does. Before Patrick can say anything else Xavier puts him on a headlock and then smirks at his failed attempts to get out of it. The crowd boos loudly.
XL: Relax Patty, most of your commentary is wrong, but your assumptions that by simply being put in the match, I will win are one hundred percent…. CORRECT.
The crowd boos loudly.
XL: Sit your ass down.
Xavier lets him go and shoves him down onto his chair. Xavier goes back inside the ring as CJJ laughs and taunts Patrick.
CJJ: You alright there, Patty?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh, shut up.
Xavier walks over to one of the turnbuckles and sits on the top one.
XL: Look I’m not going to sugar coat it… My record in WGWF isn’t the greatest… Tag Team Turmoil was fun but we didn’t win the tag titles… The battle royal to get into the Cannabis Cup was there for the taking, but it just wasn’t my "Knight" and now I’m being thrown into another multi-person match, with most of the wrestlers in it bitching and moaning by the fact that they had to earn their spot in the match, while I was handed mine. Please, bring that camera closer.
Xavier points to the camera man in the ring to come over, and when he does, Xavier grabs it by the front of it and brings it in even closer so all we see is his face.
XL: I have never, ever, been handed anything in my life.
He shoves the camera back, causing the cameraman to lose his balance and fall on his ass. Xavier just shakes his head as he continues, staring at the hardcam.
XL: My pedigree is what earned me a spot in this match, and my skills are going to be what win me the championship. Besides, if Barrows wanted to give me a handout, he would have forgone the match and just straight up given me the X Division championship… But even then, I would have turn it down because I do not take handouts… Every title I have ever won, I have earned and that is not about to change now… Besides, why bypass the opportunity to smash the heads of six other competitors? Everyone that knows me knows that I live for the extreme and that I love to get hardcore… So, to my opponents, most of which I have never heard of, if you’re bitching about me being in the match now… You are going to hate what I got planned for each and everyone of you…
He tosses the mic to Mathews on the outside who almost fumbles it before securing it. Xavier stands on the second ropes and throws his arms up again and the crowd rains down with boos once more.
CJJ: Nice catch, dork. Got anything else to say now?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Let’s just go to commercial.
The crowd pops huge as Edward Grado is shown with Denise Essex in the interview area backstage for Smash!
DENISE ESSESX- “Ladies and gentleman joining me at this time is Edward Grado!”
Edward waves to the camera.
DENISE ESSEX- “Edward you put on quite the performance against Cholo on the Christmas episode of Smash for the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship but in the end came up a little short, and now it seems that you and Seth Stevens are set to hook it up at Smash’s Last Chance. What’s on your mind going into First Dance?”
EDWARD GRADO- “Yes.”
Confused, Denise draws back the microphone.
DENISE ESSEX- “Yes to what?”
EDWARD GRADO- “Uh huh.”
Suddenly and quickly Seth Stevens blast Grado from behind knocking him to the floor. Immediately Seth begins stomping away at Edward as Denise flees for her safety. Seth picks Edward up before positioning him and delivering a Piledriver on the concrete floor.
Seth gets to his feet and looks down upon Edward.
SETH STEVENS- “See you on the 28th.”
Stevens spits down on Edward as he walks off camera leaving Grado laying in a heap.
MEMPHIS BELLE: It is now time for our main event of the evening! This will be a tag-team contest scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…standing 6’10” and weighing 328 lbs, from Detroit, Michigan, here is “THE UNTAMED DEMON” DAMAGE!!
Before the Tron plays the Lights in the arena goes pitch black, The Tron play showing 3 little girls playing and looks at the camera and say, "He is Here" and then slowly fades to black. A man's voice say" Run" followed by “Untamed” by Jacob Lizotte hits the PA system and The Damage's video plays on the Tron. The lights in the arena flicker in rhythm to the beats. As the theme builds more Damage comes out from behind the curtains and stops at the arena as the crowd goes crazy. He is seen wearing coolers for his eyes with Silver tank-tops with "The Untamed Demon" printed on the tank top below his chest and a leather Sleeveless Vest over his tank top. The word “DAMAGE” is pasted with Diamonds on the back of the Sleeveless vest . He is seen wearing long leather pants and black boots. Two elbow pads are seen on his elbows. With a smirk on his face and starts walking down the ramp looking focused on the ring as he neglects the fans who were stretching their hand in hopes to touch his body. He reaches the end of the ramp and walks towards the ring apron. Damage pulls the top rope and climbs on the ring apron. He steps over the top rope with one leg and gets inside the ring. Damage walks to the center of the ring and looks at the fans of WGWF who were on their feet on seeing the untamed demon before as he raises his right hand in the air as the pyros goes on from all the corners of ring posts like a fountain. The crowd lets a huge pop in the arena. Damage removes his coolers and the Vest to handover them to stage hand as his music slowly dies. He paces to show that he is ready to dominate the match with the same smirk on his face.
MEMPHIS BELLE: And now, Damage’s tag-team partner, standing 6’5” and weighing 256 lbs, from Jacksonville, FL, here is the #1 contender to the WGWF Smash Championship, JOHNATHAN “THE BEAST” CABLE!!
The lights dim around the arena and a hush descends on the crowd. The opening taps of drums and the beginning riffs of the guitar of Pop Evil's 'Trenches' can be heard filtering through the speakers. Green pin spots swirl wildly around the arena flashing across the fans as they start to cheer wildly. Smoke fills the metal ramp as the drum beat and the guitar pick up a bit. A figure can be seen making its way out of the curtain atop the ramp, and green spotlights tear into the darkness, crisscrossing wildly in front of the curtain where we see a large silhouette of a man lit from behind the curtains.
The lyrics begin to chant the chorus and the fans really get into the bass beat of the drums and the kicking riffs of the guitar. The spotlights are waving across the stage wildly, and out of the darkness of the curtain, into the green spotlights waving everywhere, just as the music kicks in hard, Johnathan Cable springs forward onto the ramp screaming at the night. Cables makes his way down the ramp towards the rings as the fans cheer wildly. The lights fade in as the music goes on, and Johnathan slides in under the ropes and walks over to where Damage is standing, locking eyes with him.
MEMPHIS BELLE: And their opponents… weighing a combined 485 lbs… representing The Fortunate Ones… here are CLYDE NEWTON AND THE WGWF SMASH HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, ENIGMA!!
As Jay Z leads the way, Clyde Newton and Enigma step out of the back. Enigma has the Smash Championship securely around his waist as he walks down the ramp, ready to get to business, as Newton nods and follows behind him. The two Fortunate Ones each step up onto the apron, before entering the ring together to come face-to-face with Cable and Damage.
PATRICK MATHEWS: You can sense the tension between these two teams! Newton and Damage have unfinished business, and Cable and Enigma are set for war in Last Chance’s main event!
CJJ: Cable is staring forward into his future right now, and I bet you he doesn’t like it!
The bell sounds, but nobody moves from the ring. Newton and Damage start jawing back and forth at each other, while Enigma and Cable are just locked in a deadly staredown. The referee tries to step between them, saying that one member of each team needs to go back to their corner, but nobody is listening to him. Newton finally makes a crack about Damage’s looks, pointing a finger into his chest, and Damage immediately lashes out, smashing Newton in the head! Newton staggers back, then comes forward, swinging himself, and soon Newton and Damage are brawling it out, with the referee desperately scrambling to get out of the way. In the meantime, Cable and Newton are still staring each other down, not moving, as if the battle next to them is insignificant to them.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Newton and Damage are showing the animosity between the two wrestlers, as both want to get their hands on that X Division Title!
CJJ: But Cable and Enigma… god, what a moment!
On one side of the ring, Damage has taken control, slamming Newton’s head repeatedly into the turnbuckle. He drags Newton back up out of the corner, locking him up as if to go for a powerbomb! But Newton responds by bringing his head up hard, basically causing a low blow!! Damage hangs on the ropes painfully, as the referee berates Newton for the move. Newton, rubbing his skull, pleads his innocence, saying it was an accident. But then he spins into a discus punch, knocking Damage into the corner. Newton then climbs up, slugging away, wanting to dish out more punishment. But Damage suddenly lifts Newton up, giving him the equivalent of a Lou Thesz press out of the corner, getting on top and swinging away again!
As this brawl continues out of control, Enigma and Cable have moved closer together, finally exchanging some words as the two top wrestlers on Smash face off. Cable says something that can’t be picked up by the camera, but elicits a nod from Enigma. The two men then lock up, testing their strength, before struggling back to the ropes. The two men spin on the ropes, each trying to get the advantage, as Damage and Newton get back up near them. The referee, flustered, pleads with the wrestlers to listen to his commands, but it’s hopeless at this point. He can only watch as Newton manages to trip up Damage, then get a running knee, knocking the big man down.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’d say this has broken down, but I’m not sure it was ever together!
CJJ: We really need to hire mercenaries to be the referees.
PATRICK MATHEWS: You really think that will solve anything?
CJJ: No, it’d make things worse, but it’d also add another level of entertainment to the shows…
As Newton has Damage on the ropes, choking him, Enigma and Cable have ended up in a corner, with Enigma viciously chopping across the chest of the #1 contender. He lands a few more hits, but Cable is soon able to reverse it, getting Enigma in there to take a few hits of his own. Cable then pulls Enigma out of the corner, grabbing him by the head to land a quick DDT to the mat! Enigma rolls away, stunned, and goes off the apron, managing to land on his feet, although he’s clearly dazed. Seeing this, Cable follows him out, standing on the apron. He goes off of it with a double axehandle shot, but Enigma greets him on the way own with a punch to the kidneys, causing Cable to fall over to his side, hurting.
Back in the ring, Newton has pulled Damage up, jawing at him once more. He goes to the ropes, racing back for a running clothesline… but Damage is able to duck under it! Surprised, Newton hits the ropes, then comes back, springing into the air towards Damage. But Damage catches him in midair by the throat, lifting him up and delivering a thunderous two-handed chokeslam!! The referee bounces up and down from the impact, moving around, expecting a pin attempt at this point. But Damage is simply pulling himself onto Newton, slugging away at him! The ref looks on, incredulous, but the fans are cheering every strike.
CJJ: These guys DO know that a pinfall is needed to win, right?
PATRICK MATHEWS: I don’t think any of these guys are worrying about the match rules right now. This is just a fight, pure and simple.
CJJ: Well, if it’s just a fight, Newton, kick a field goal down there and let’s be done with it!
Outside the ring, and getting further from it, we can see Cable and Enigma still fighting near the fans. Cable manages to grab Enigma by the head, bringing him down hard on the edge of the steel guardrail! But Enigma only sags there for a second, before suddenly straightening up, glaring at a surprised Cable. He grabs Cable’s head and delivers his own shot to the steel, with Cable stumbling backwards, but also not going down. Cable shakes it off, then comes back forward, tackling Enigma right over the railing!! The fans move out of the way rapidly, although a lot of their gear isn’t so lucky, as Cable & Enigma smash right through the chairs, ending up on the ground!
We return to the ring, where Damage has Newton up in the air, holding him on his shoulders. But Newton slips off, then pokes Damage in the eyes when he turns around. The ref says a weak admonishment, basically not expecting anything at this point, and Newton doesn’t even acknowledge him. He steps back from Damage, lining him up, and then comes forward with a hard superkick that knocks Damage back into the ropes. Damage, though, rebounds, swinging wildly, as Newton desperately grabs at a shield to protect him. That shield, though, is the referee, who can’t do anything as Damage plows into him, sending the referee to the mat!! Newton laughs at the downed referee, relieved, then turns, but Damage then spears him, taking him to the canvas!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We need a new referee for this one!
CJJ: What referee would dare to even get involved in this one?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Don’t you have a referee license, CJJ?
CJJ: Nope, I let that expire.
PATRICK MATHEWS: But they don’t ex-
CJJ: EXPIRED. Period.
We can see Cable and Enigma further up the stairs now, fighting among the fans. Most seem to be into the conflict, although a few fans definitely look concerned at the proximity of the wrestlers. Neither Cable nor Enigma pay any attention to them, though, continuing to fight their way up the stairs with right hands, each trying to take the advantage. As their brawl continues, we return to the ring, where Damage now has Newton up in a bear hug, crushing the life out of him. Newton is struggling to get free, fighting to unpin one of his arms so he can go for the face, but Damage has the hold on tightly, squeezing away. In the background, we can see someone running to the ring, with Damage likely assuming it’s a replacement ref.
He’s wrong.
Amber Mansley slides into the ring, a kendo stick in hand, waving it around for a second before smashing it into Damage’s back, breaking the bear hug! Damage staggers forward, stunned, as Mansley swings again, and then a third time, blistering Damage’s back! The crowd is booing heavily, but it turns to cheers as Damage suddenly turns, catching the kendo stick with one hand and yanking it away from a startled Mansley! She takes a few steps back, her hands raised, as Damage prepares to swing. But Newton grabs Damage by the leg, hanging on, distracting him. Damage swings the kendo stick down instead at Newton, knocking him away. He straightens back up… and Joe Montouri is there!!
JKO!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Get those guys out of here!!! They’re not part of this one!!
CJJ: So? The Fortunate Ones do whatever they want, and right now, they’re taking over this main event!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not for long!
CJJ: What do you mean?? … Oh…
J Mont gets to his feet, smirking down at the hurting Damage, as Newton and Mansley get up next to him. But suddenly, Newton goes flying, as he’s sent out of the ring with the Boot Check!! Mansley spins around, but she gets nailed, too, by The Final Bite (Superkick)!! J Mont, stunned, turns and faces off against both “The Bastard” Corey Bull and “The Lone Wolf” Samuel Chatman!! Angered beyond reason, J Mont charges both guys, but they just catch him and lift, powering him back down to the mat!! J Mont rolls away, as Bull and Chatman turn away from him, staring at each other, as if ready to go.
CJJ: Why are THEY here??
PATRICK MATHEWS: Bull and Chatman have their own unfinished business with The Fortunate Ones, clearly!
CJJ: They should just fight each other and leave the eventual winners alone!
Chatman steps up, showing no fear of Bull, who looks happy to consider battling him. But both turn as J Mont grabs at the ropes, hauling himself up. J Mont turns towards them, his eyes locking onto the two men near him, as…
The crowd immediately turns, booing, as Xavier Lux runs for the ring!
CJJ: Yes!! Xavier, help J Mont!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Does this mean Xavier’s joining The Fortunate Ones??
CJJ: Hey, Xavier has a long history with J Mont, he could just be coming to his friend’s aid!
Lux slides into the ring, popping up and immediately going at it with Chatman, even as Bull and J Mont lock up. Lux is a house of fire, though, catching Chatman with a hurricanrana to send him flying! Lux then pops up and hits Bull from behind, stunning him. J Mont nods to Lux, and the two allies work together to bring Bull up, landing a double suplex!! The crowd isn’t pleased, but J Mont and Lux share a handshake. The unity is short-lived, though, as Damage suddenly returns, clotheslining J Mont! Lux turns around, coming face-to-chest with the massive Damage. He steps back, ready to fight, but now Chatman is back on his right… and Bull is rising back to his feet on Lux’s left! Lux looks around, surrounded, as the three men all attack, beating Lux down!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’re seeing some rage released, as none of these men believe that Lux should be in the X Division match!
CJJ: Where the hell is security???
Suddenly, Newton and Mansley are back, attacking Damage and Chatman. Lux is able to recover, going at it with Bull, with all six wrestlers battling it out! Each manages to tackle each other out of the ring and to the floor on three different sides, as the brawl continues! The only one left, J Mont, gets to his feet, looking on in stunned amazement at the battlefield all around him.
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is completely off the grid now!!
CJJ: We never got a new ref! What’s going to happen now?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Are you kidding? It seems clear to me that this one is going to be a…
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MATCH RESULT: NO-CONTEST
Match Time: 10:55
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PATRICK MATHEWS: All of the X-Division contenders left are going at it all over the place!! Who’s even going to make it to Last Chance??
CJJ: The Fortunate Ones will, for sure! I hope…
PATRICK MATHEWS: And Cable and Enigma are gone! I assume they’re still fighting somewhere in the arena!
CJJ: We need to send security after them, we can’t lose our main event!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Security has their hands full right now, just trying to keep all of our fans safe with this melee going on…
CJJ: Only J-Mont’s left in the ring, and he wasn’t even in the main event!
The shot shows the wild brawl going on all around the arena. The crowd is loving it, chanting to “Let Them Fight”, as J-Mont looks around, trying to make up his mind who to attack. His attention gets grabbed, though, as Chris Page appears on the WGWF Tron! The crowd pops huge!
CHRIS PAGE: J Mont, I told you that I had a surprise for you. All me to introduce you to the person that will be refereeing our battle at Last Chance, and I think you know HER all too well…
CJJ: IT’S SONYA FREAKING…
PATRICK MATTHEWS: BENSON!
The volume inside PNC Arena skyrockets when Sonya emerges on the ramp.
J Mont looks sick!
The fans are throwing an ear-busting reaction to the 2023 Heel of the Year but she scoffs at the response, not giving a damn about it. Her one focus is J Mont, whom she stares daggers full of death at.
CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
SONYA BENSON: J Mont, remember when you betrayed me at my lowest moment? Remember when you replaced me with that low-rent flea market version of me? Remember when you caused Norris and Smith to knife me in the back? Remember when Amber took my mom’s jacket off of me, which meant so much to me, and then humiliated me with that porn stack bitch pin? Remember when you had Flash fire me as his last action as General Manager? Do you remember what I told you after all of that?
J Mont looks increasingly angry at her and where this might lead.
SONYA BENSON: I told you that I would have my vengeance at a day and hour of my choosing, and Smash’s Last Chance pay-per-view will be that night. I know you might think I’m referring to the special referee spot in your match, but I’m not. I am contractually bound to be impartial in the match and, like, I sooo totes will be impartial. Cross my heart. Scouts honor.
She does the Girl Scout honor salute which does little to reassure J Mont, who is SEETHING right now.
SONYA BENSON: If anyone will be impartial it’s me since I can’t stand either one of you. But on the flip side of that, I don’t need to screw you over. Chris Page has already made you his BITCH inside a Hell in a Cell. Despite all your talk about him being too old and can’t go anymore, he humiliated you, embarrassed you, for sixty minutes so there’s no need for me to help him beat you. I will take great joy in having an up-close view of him beating your ass though, and I can’t lie, I’m soooo totes going to enjoy it!
She lets her words settle in, and that renowned Benson bitch-face forms.
SONYA BENSON: But, like I said, I am not referencing the special ref spot. I’m referencing this.
Benson pulls out a disc housed inside a disc holder. Mont’s eyes grow HUGE and his anger turns to worry.
SONYA BENSON: This disc has our naughty little secret, Mont. Our little escapade that one night in the Ritz. This disc has the power to end your fresh little marriage, and at Last Chance, when Chris Page has pummeled you into oblivion and beaten you once again, and you’re at your lowest moment, I’m gonna have the production crew play this disc so the whole world, especially your precious Mia, sees what kind of lying, cheating, SHITTER you are!
Mont is ballistic now, taking his anger out on the bottom ring rope and turnbuckles. Page leans into the mic with a smirk on his face.
CHRIS PAGE: She gave me a small sampling of the footage. It was only a few seconds but boy howdy, J Mont, you’re a real piece of work.
Although the fans don’t like J Mont, some of them look worried because it appears that J Mont might be having a stroke any moment now.
SONYA BENSON: It’s poetic justice don’t you think? By the time January 28th rolls around, I will have completed my prison sentence in this sport, so the Last Chance pay-per-view will be literally my last chance to get my revenge, and after that I’m riding off into the sunset with my riches and my islands, never having to worry about this sport nor you ever again. In short… I WIN!!!!!
And with that, she drops the mic and steps away, leaving any more J Mont business to Chris Page.
CHRIS PAGE: J Mont, I’ll see you soon.
KILLSHOT!
The fans are standing and using the flashlights on their cameras to see what is going on at the entranceway, but it's hard to see as the smoke continues to be around. And then a spotlight shines bright at the top of the entranceway. Then over the PA system, you hear a voice as the beats of the song KILLSHOT by Eminem begin to play.
VOICE: You sound like a bitch, PAGE!
Shut the fuck up
When your fans become your haters
You done?
Fuck, your new look is weird
Alright
You yellin' at the mic, you are not feared
We doin' this once
Your new look is weird, why are you yellin' at the mic?
Come the 28th, you are going to be on that mat, smeared!
KABOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
J Mont walks out to the entrance way with a big smile on his face, but he is not alone. Out walks the man that has won 15 Grammy Awards and more to come. Eminem hits the stage and continues the song, with his words. And after a few verses, and the fans going crazy, out walks one by one, the rest of THE FORTUNATE ONES!
AMBER MANSLEY
CLYDE NEWTON
SHAUN HART
SMASH WORLD CHAMPION ENIGMA
Eminem is killing it on the mic, but the boos are something that he has never experienced before. He even just stops rapping for a minute and walks over to J Mont, who is laughing. Eminem shrugs his shoulders because this is something new to him. The Fortunate Ones make their way down the ramp as Eminem continues the song. Enigma, with no expression on his face, has that Smash title on his shoulder walking down the ramp worrying about nothing but the task at hand. Amber Mansley is strutting her stuff down the ramp like America’s Next Top Model but the best part of this is Clyde Newton and Shaun Hart are checking her ass out as she shakes it to the left, then to the right. Amber turns around, and winks at both guys. J Mont on the other hand is having it out with a fan who was holding up a sign saying The Pages > The Monts. J Mont tore up the sign and the father began to curse out J Mont, who was firing back. Security has come over because things began to get real out of hand. Before security could escort J Mont back on the ramp towards the ring, J Mont reaches over and grabs the kid's John Cable Foam Finger. J Mont rips it up and throws all the pieces back at the kid. The father tries to get over the guardrail but security stops him. Clyde comes over to get J Mont back on track. Before J Mont leaves, he yells one more thing to the father and…………
J Mont flips off the father and the kid. Clyde is laughing because that is something he would do. Shaun Hart has his eyes on Amber as he makes his way down the ramp and losing track of how close he got, he runs into the back of Amber. Shaun is completely embarrassed at what just happened, but Amber puts her arm around Shaun as they make their way to the ring. Enigma, Amber and Shaun are at the metal steps. Here comes Clyde and J Mont. Like poetry in motion, The Fortunate Ones make their way up the metal steps and into the ring. J Mont is handed a mic.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Father of the Year? Really? He just ruined that kid's John Cable Foam finger and flipped him and the father off.
CJJ: That punk kid had it coming and he can get another John Cable foam finger on the clearance rack.
PATRICK MATHEWS: J Mont is going to run into the wrong father one day.
CJJ: That one father is definitely not Chris Page. Or is it Paul Page.
CJJ and Patrick continue on as The Fortunate Ones take over the ring. Amber is on one turnbuckle. Clyde is on another. Shaun takes one as well. J Mont is on the last open one. That leaves Enigma in the middle of the ring holding the Smash Title high in the sky. A title that John Cable can only dream of. Each member holds up both hands as they stand on the turnbuckle and they all flip off the fans. The fans are returning the favor.
As The Fortunate Ones all hop off the turnbuckles, J Mont taps on the mic, making that loud echo sound. It takes a few minutes, but the Boo’s finally die down to the point that J Mont can speak up.
J MONT: 2006 was the last time any of you assholes here could even be proud of a big accomplishment. That was when the Carolina Hurricanes won a Stanley Cup. But since then, what has gone on here? I will tell you. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Who wants to live in Raleigh, North Carolina anyway? The cost of living is High, not to me, but to the rest of you blue collar workers. There isn't much nightlife here to do anything. You have to drive hours just to get to a beach. The diversity in food is terrible. The pollen is terrible for your sinuses. Everyone here is slow as a snail. I can keep going on and on, but I would like to show to go on so that Amber can win her big match, and Big E and Clyde can seal the Main Event win.
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
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BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
J Mont is loving this. He is raising his arms up and down. Wanting more of the heat from the fans. Clyde climbs up the turnbuckle, egging the fans on. Shaun has his arm around Amber, finally making it to first base. Amber shakes her head with a smile because she knows she looks that good. Big E lets that Smash Title shine bright on his shoulders.
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
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BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
J Mont is loving this. He is raising his arms up and down. Wanting more of the heat from the fans. Clyde climbs up the turnbuckle, egging the fans on. Shaun has his arm around Amber, finally making it to first base. Amber shakes her head with a smile because she knows she looks that good. Big E lets that Smash Title shine bright on his shoulders.
J MONT: I really hate repeating myself, but I guess I have too. Candice Page really needs to stay in her lane and learn how to do her job. I'm gonna speak to Jonathan Barrows about maybe giving Candice some lessons and classes on how to be a general manager. Look at what Barrows does with the Smash Brand. He lets The Fortunate Ones do what they want, because that is best for business. It makes money and gets ratings. If Candice really thinks she can ban us from Monday Night Brawl, she has another thing coming. All we have to do is not show up for 1 Monday Night and watch how BAD the ratings will drop. Her highest rated segment of this past Monday Night Brawl was when she had us taken away in handcuffs. Once we were gone, the show went to shit. I think the reruns of Melrose Place got better ratings than Monday Night Brawl.
Amber wants the mic from J Mont for a quick moment.
AMBER MANSLEY: I just want all you fans here to know that you suck and i think you are all ugly as fuck. And Candice, just so you know, Orange is not my color. So next time you try to play with me, why don't you try to do it yourself and not have the authorities do it for you. And as far as the X Division Title goes, may the best Woman win.
Amber is about to hand the mic back to J Mont, but Clyde cuts her off and grabs the mic.
CLYDE NEWTON: I think you mean, may the best Clyde win. I want the best for you Amber, but this is something I've been working hard for and striving for. I cannot let a friendship get in the way of what I want and deserve. Hope you understand that when it comes down to me and you, I will have to put you down. But afterwards, the drinks are on me.
Clyde hands the mic back to J Mont who has to get in the middle of Amber and Clyde. There is nothing wrong with a little family competition. Clyde and Amber then hug it out and as they separate, Shaun comes over for a hug from Amber who pushes him away laughing. Nice try by Shaun Hart. Shaun sees Enigma and doesnt think about trying to hug the big man.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Last Chance is going to be the Last Time we see The Fortunate Ones together. Page is going to take out J Mont once and for all. Amber and Clyde are going to go their separate ways. And Enigma will walk to his own beat.
CJJ: The Fortunate Ones are going to make Last Chance a PPV that everyone in the WGWF will remember forever. J Mont is going to end the reign of Chris Page. Clyde or Amber is leaving the X Division Title. And Enigma is going to rip the mask off John Cable and send him back to hell.
J MONT: You all should feel lucky that we are here tonight, especially me. I just got married on New Year's Eve, to the most beautiful woman in the world. MIA! And she really wanted me to stay home but knew I had to be here tonight to set the tone for Smash, The Last Chance PPV and The Fortunate Ones. So here we are, showing everyone just how powerful and strong we are as a unit. But let me shift my focus to Chris Page for a minute. What you did to Paul Page was uncalled for. And for that, I will be returning that favor for him to you. You love repeating yourself about how you beat me the one time we squared off in that Hell in a Cell match. But you are forgetting that I cost myself that match with one miscalculation. That won't happen again. I hope we go 60 minutes again because I am in the best shape of my life. The same cannot be said for you. You got a few jelly rolls hanging out. I guess the bakery is open but I'm going to hit you so hard that everyone is going to see all that blood, but think it's strawberry jelly because of your jelly rolls.
A slight pause by J Mont.
J MONT: You should know by now that no jail can hold me down. I was arrested with Junko in TPW and got right out. I got arrested at Fight Tower, got right out. And now I was arrested on Monday Night Brawl for trespassing, and got right out. That was a bitch move by you and Candice. But, hopefully you realized all you did was make yourselves look weak. This is very personal now Chris. You made your wife not attend the wedding that broke the heart of Mia, now I'm going to break your face for that. You might think you're the big bad mighty Zeus, but you can call me RIP and I am going to knock your bitch ass out in this No Holds Barred Match.
J MONT: You are not ready for this version of J Mont. You are going to have to kill me this time around to get the win, and that's not going to happen. I am going to give Gia something to look back on when she gets older to brag to her friends about. She is going to say her dad was the one that ended the career of Chris Page. And the more I think about it, I see why you wanted me by your side all that time in the past. Because you knew I would keep you in the spotlight and handle all the competition. But you don't have me to call anymore. There is no phoning J Mont so you can win who wants to be a millionaire. But if you want a question and answer for a million bucks, here it is.
Question: What happened on January 28th, 2024?
Answer: J Mont pinned Chris Page 1-2-3 with a JKO!
Answer: J Mont pinned Chris Page 1-2-3 with a JKO!
J MONT: Be smart Chris. Take the money you have saved it up and bet it on me. At least you can walk away with loads of money, but your career will be over. But look at the bright side, you can still take care of Candice and be her little bitch. The Fortunate Ones will be at Last Chance and leave with all the gold and the end of Chris Page. And then we are going to show up once again on Monday Night Brawl to remind Candice how bad of a job she is doing as a General Manager. And also, I want to apologize to her in person for what I did to her husband. But she needs to know that she was part of the reason for that. I will always have Mia’s back and support her. So, everyone please stand up and take a look. You are looking at the best, well rounded faction in the industry today. There is nothing that no one can do to stop us. Not even that pussy ass bitch Chris Page.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I wish Chris would come out here and serve these punks!
CJJ: He doesn’t have the balls to come out here and confront J Mont and The Fortunate Ones!
“Are you done?”
The crowd erupts with the sound of Chris’s Page’s voice as our attention is drawn toward the WGWF-Tron which lights up with a shot of Chris Page.
CHRIS PAGE: I haven’t ever heard a dude spout of so much bullshit outside of the ring but can’t seem to get it done inside the ring where it matters. Let’s run the list; Max Stone embarrassed you for the TPW American Title, Goth mopped the floor with your face at the Cannabis Cup, I’ve already crammed my foot so far up your ass you were able to pick your teeth with my laces; hell J Mont, when was the last time you backed any of that hot air up?
Chris then states.
CHRIS PAGE: Don’t answer that.
Chris continues.
CHRIS PAGE: Essentially you’re the equivalent to a basic bitch in every sense of the words.
The crowd roars as a “BASIC-BITCH” chant starts to echo throughout the arena toward J Mont who is livid.
CHRIS PAGE: The last thing I am is a stupid man; over the last several months since the brand split you’ve made it pretty clear that the unfortunate ones will play ball when they have the advantage, and knowing that in three weeks it’s No Holds Barred tells me that your band of misfit toys are going to come out and play… which is why I’ve spared no expense in getting a surprise for you.”
Chris pauses for a moment as the chant from the crowd finally starts to die out.
CHRIS PAGE: I’m not going to spoil it for you, just know they’re often imitated but never duplicated.
Chris winks at the camera as he cuts to static.
The words “EARLIER TODAY” appear on the screen and then slowly fade to reveal “Thundering” Terry Marshall and Space Lord standing on the catwalk of the PNC arena. The arena is set up for Monday Night Smash, but there is no crowd as of yet. Marshall and Space Lord stand above the empty ring, and at their feet is a large box.
Below the catwalk is the ring, and in the ring, there are numerous tables set up. There are enough tables to cover the entire ring, and then tables set up all around the ringside.
TERRY MARSHALL: Reno and Chaos, you two wanted to sneak attack us and come with crowbars, all trying to get our attention and get yourselves a tag team title shot. But ya know dudes, all ya had to do was ask. Space Lord and I have proven time and time again that we are the BEST tag team in not only WGWF, but in all of professional wrestling. We’ve done it by beating every team put in front of us, so if you wanted to be next in line to get beat, all you had to do was ask.
The problem is that you were too scared to face us straight up. Too scared to come at us head-on and face us at our best. So, you jumped us with crowbars and did it on more than just one occasion. There is just one problem dudes…
SPACE LORD: YOU DIDN’T FINISH THE JOB!!!
TERRY MARSHALL: Exactly. You lost your element of surprise, and you gave us time to heal. Now it’s time for the Sports Entertainment Xpress to FINISH THE JOB!!!
SPACE LORD: THAT…. WE WILL DO! Reno, Chaos, your last chance has been chanced. Now, at Last Chance you have no more chances. BUT! S.E.X has a last chance, and we only need one chance… TO RID THE WGWF OF YOOOOUUUUUUUUU!!!
Terry Marshall reaches into the box at his feet and pulls out two massive Watermelons. One Watermelon has “RENO” written on it, and the other has “CHAOS” on it. Marshall hands the Chaos melon to Space Lord and holds onto the Reno one himself.
TERRY MARSHALL: When we defeat you two at Last Chance, we are making sure that the Iconoclast never comes back to WGWF. You wanted to play with high stakes, well with high stakes comes high risk. You two have flown higher than you ever deserved too. Now at Last Chance it all comes crashing down as we engage in a Free Fall match. The only way to win is to throw your opponents from the catwalk of the Wells Fargo Center to the ring below. Don’t worry though, they’ll be tables to break your falls.
Marshall looks at Space Lord and grins. Both men hold the Melons over the edge of the catwalk.
TERRY MARSHALL: Reno, Chaos, you got your wish. You get the Sports Entertainment Xpress, but you should be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. So whatcha gonna do dudes… when your wildest dreams come true?
Marshall and Space Lord both release their watermelons letting them free fall to the ring below. The Chaos melon hits a table, breaking a hole through the table and busting the melon open. The Reno melon hits the tops of the ring post and explodes sending chunks flying over the arena.
Space Lord looks at Marshall and Marshall smirks.
TERRY MARSHALL: Oops….
MEMPHIS BELLE: Our next contest is scheduled for one fall with a 15-minute time limit! Introducing first, standing 5’3” and weighing 125 lbs, residing on the Seven Seas, here is JETTA TALL-TIDE!!
The silence is broken up and the crowd lets out a big cheer as the Pirates suite starts playing and before long the young wrestling-pirate makes her way onto the stage with a huge smile plastered across her face, making sure to take in the moment and give all the landlubbers in the crowd a big smile and wave as she continues to be cheered, especially by a loyal contingent of young fans who look up to her larger than life character.
Making her way down the ramp, she is sure to slap hands with all her fans and pose with whoever wants a selfie, her smile and positivity never wavering one second as she hops onto the apron and lets her pirate coat flutter in the wind as she looks out over the vast ocean of fans that have come to watch her wrestle.
Taking off her tricorne, she moves between the ropes and spins on her heels to raise her hat in the sky before finishing it off with a regal bow towards the fans, the referee, and finally her opponent who she pleasantly wishes safe travels and a sporting exhibition. Finally, she'd take her coat off and prepare herself for the fight ahead.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Tall-Tide has been on quite a roll since coming to WGWF Smash, doing well enough to get her placed into the X-Division Title fight at Last Chance!
CJJ: Talk about pressure! But something tells me she’s used to riding the waves and keeping balanced. But she’s never faced a swell like Johnny Stylez before!
MEMPHIS BELLE: Her opponent, standing 6’4” and weighing 245 lbs, from New Orleans, Louisiana…. LA JOHNNY STYLEZ!
“Someone, Anyone” by Anberlin begins to play, as Johnny Stylez walks out of the back. He confidently walks to the ring, ignoring all efforts from any fans trying to touch him, as he goes sliding into the ring.
PATRICK MATHEWS: From the rumors I’ve heard, Stylez is dead-set on ending FPV at Last Chance, removing him from the equation once and for all. Will any of that fire come out here against Jetta?
CJJ: With someone as wild as Stylez, anyone can get burned…
As the bell rings, Stylez is already charging across the ring, going for Tall-Tide. He swings, but Jetta slides out of the corner in time, avoiding it. Stylez spins, but Jetta knocks him back into the corner with a spinning back kick, then starts striking away at him, as the fans count along to the shots. Jetta lands a 10th one, then adds an 11th for good measure, before saluting the fans and popping off the ropes. She immediately runs away from the stunned Stylez, gaining some momentum, before charging back at him with a corner splash! She follows it up with taking him out into a bulldog, planting him on the canvas before rolling him over and making the first cover of the night…
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But Stylez easily kicks out, knocking Tall-Tide off of him. Jetta immediately gets up, setting herself and waiting as Stylez rises up. She comes in, grabbing him by the head and landing a facebuster, causing him to roll away in pain! Jetta gets to her feet again, enjoying the crowd reaction to her series of maneuvers, and points over at Stylez to set him up once again. As Stylez pushes himself up, getting off of his knees, Jetta comes in, going for a bicycle kick. But at the last second, Stylez straightens up suddenly, avoiding the strike! As Jetta tries to get her balance back, Stylez grabs her from behind, quickly throwing her over with a release German suplex that sends Jetta crashing back into the corner!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh, man, that impact! Tall-Tide hit the bottom turnbuckle on the way in!!
CJJ: That’ll rattle your timbers!
PATRICK MATHEWS: … It’s “Shiver Me Timbers”, CJJ, not rattle.
CJJ: Damn it. I’m trying to use this Pirate-To-English dictionary, but it’s just too hard to keep up with!
Tall-Tide has rolled out to the apron, trying to pull herself together, although the world must be spinning for her. Seeing this, Stylez comes over and lands a knee, nearly knocking her off to the floor! She hangs on, struggling to get up, but Stylez is ready for it. He hauls her through the ropes, keeping her in the air as he looks around at the booing fans, before dropping with the Crowd Pleaser!! The impact leaves Tall-Tide lying on her stomach, with Stylez working to get her turned over. He gets her into place, locking onto both legs to hang on, as the ref makes the count.
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And Jetta shows her fighting spirit, kicking free! Stylez looks at the ref with some annoyance, before pulling Jetta up and lifting her onto his shoulders with a fireman’s carry. He starts twirling both wrestlers around, getting an airplane spin going, affecting the equilibrium of his opponent. After four spins, Stylez comes to a stop, lifting Jetta up off his shoulders and turning it into a spinning backbreaker onto his knee!! Jetta bounces away in agony, holding the back of her head, as Stylez gets over to her again to make the cover, this time making sure he can get a foot up on the ropes for leverage.
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THR-and Jetta kicks out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Stylez is always looking for a shortcut!
CJJ: What’s wrong with that? You don’t get paid by the hour, Patrick. You get the win, you get to the back and you cash that paycheck.
Stylez is back up now, grabbing hold of Tall-Tide by the hair to get her up. He lifts Tall-Tide up, slamming her again on his knee, but this time he holds her there, using her own weight to continue the damage he’s done! Jetta fights to get free, desperately trying to pull herself away, but Stylez keeps her there, smirking at the boos that are coming his direction. The referee gives a warning, and Stylez finally shoves Jetta off, getting to his feet. He shakes his head, wanting competition, and walks over, grabbing at the wounded Tall-Tide and shooting her towards the turnbuckle. But Jetta pops upwards onto the ‘buckle, then leaps back off towards a surprised Stylez, scoring the Daring Corsair enziguiri!! Stylez goes down, but Jetta can’t make the cover, as this just bought her some time.
Both wrestlers start to work their way up, with Stylez clearing his head and coming over to grab Tall-Tide again. He grabs her from behind and lifts her up once again, perhaps thinking to break her over the knee for a third time. But Jetta is ready, reversing the move in mid-turn, and comes down with the Strike The Colors submission locked on!! Stylez, trapped in a standing position, fights to get Jetta off of him, as the referee moves in, checking to see if Stylez is going to tap out. But the wild man refuses, almost laughing as he begins to force his way over to the ropes. Jetta keeps the submission locked in, trying to sap Stylez of all his strength, but the wrestler manages to stumble forward and get his hands on the middle rope, forcing the break!
CJJ: Man, Tall-Tide nearly made Stylez walk the plank!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Quit trying to force them in there, CJJ. They’ll come naturally.
CJJ: What was wrong with that one?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Tall-Tide was literally trying to keep Stylez from walking.
CJJ: Well it’s not like there’s actually a plank in any case, is there??
Tall-Tide follows the orders of the referee, releasing the submission hold. She nods to the referee, showing respect for his decision… and then quickly jumps onto the ropes, springing off of them and grabbing hold of Stylez to land a facebuster!! As Stylez rolls away, trying to recover, Jetta sets herself up to the side, rubbing briefly at the back of her head due to the bruise she no doubt has there. She raises her arm, pointing at the rising Stylez, before rushing at him and leaping into the Ahoy, Matey! (Corkscrew hurricanrana) manuever! But Stylez, as they spin around, suddenly reverses things, turning the hurricanrana into a powerbomb!! The ring shakes from the impact, as Stylez stays on top, having reacted fully on instinct. The referee slides in…
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THR-No! Tall-Tide manages to kick out! Stylez He looks unimpressed, shoving her away so that he can get up. Angrily, Stylez moves over to the stunned Tall-Tide, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her over to the corner. He then starts kicking away at her, before delivering The FaCe FiXxXeR!!! The crowd boos heavily as Stylez grinds Jetta with his boot again and again, before going to the ropes and running back with a final kick, causing Jetta to slump in the corner. Stylez grabs her by the legs, showing no mercy as he bodily drags her out of the corner to the center of the ring. He then drops both knees across Jetta’s chest, knocking the air from her lungs!! Stylez stays there, showing off to the booing crowd, as the referee counts…
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THRE-And Jetta pushes him off!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Somehow Jetta Tall-Tide stays in it!
CJJ: Stylez is showing off his mean streak again, isn’t he? This guy is all about punishing his opponents, and I’m all for it!
PATRICK MATHEWS: The guy is a few quarters short of a dollar, if you ask me!
Stylez signals that it’s over, wanting to end this one once and for all. He goes over to Tall-Tide’s legs, working to twist her into The T.O.B.!! But Jetta struggles, fighting the hold, keeping it from getting locked in, as she drags herself towards the nearby ropes. Stylez, annoyed, tries to cinch it in, but with one final effort, Jetta reaches the ropes! The ref calls for the break, with Stylez still trying to turn Tall-Tide over, wanting to take her out. As the ref reaches a 4 count, Stylez pushes him away, then yanks on Jetta’s legs, pulling her back towards the center of the ring! But Jetta uses the opportunity, getting her legs free enough to kick Stylez away from her! Stylez staggers back, then comes forward again, but Jetta kips up and leaps into a dropkick, rocking Stylez down to a knee! Jetta then immediately runs forward, hitting the Shining Pirate!!! Stylez collapses, as Jetta makes the cover…
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THR-No! Stylez kicks out! The crowd sighs, having bit on that finish, but Jetta’s not done. She pulls herself to her feet, staggering over to the turnbuckle on the far side. She goes up, making the climb as she always does, positioning herself in range of the still-downed Stylez. Jetta balances herself, then begins to run across the ropes, setting up to Hoist The Colors!!! But as Jetta performs the incredible balancing act and springs off towards Stylez, the man suddenly raises up, avoiding Jetta’s elbow drop!!! Jetta rolls in agony, as Stylez pulls himself to his feet, getting a sudden burst of energy. With a sick smile now on his face, Stylez immediately turns towards the hurting Tall-Tide and rushes at her, landing The Bedtime Story (Curb Stomp)!!!! Tall-Tide is down, as Stylez rolls her over, still smiling as he makes the tight cover…
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THREE!!!
MEMPHIS BELLE: Here is your winner… JOHNNY STYLEZ!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: JOHNNY STYLEZ
Match Time: 6:52
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PATRICK MATHEWS: What a turn of events there! Jetta Tall-Tide finally falls, as Johnny Stylez suddenly seemed to get all his stamina back there!
CJJ: I think he tapped into another level of himself… which creeps me the hell out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Either way, Stylez gets a big victory heading towards his confrontation with FPV at Last Chance!
As Stylez leaves the ring, satisfied with his victory, we see Jetta Tall-Tide pulling herself up, looking disappointed.
PATRICK MATHEWS: That was a hell of a fight from Jetta here tonight.
CJJ: Yep, but now she’s just got to worry about… well, speak of the devil!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What?
As Jetta turns away, giving a salute to the fans, two figures can be seen sliding into the ring behind her: Amber Mansley and Clyde Newton!! The two members of the Fortunate Ones rush at Tall-Tide from behind, knocking her to the ground!! They stomp away on her, as the crowd boos heavily, not wanting to see The Fortunate Ones on top.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Get them out of here!! They shouldn’t be out here!!
CJJ: Oh, shouldn’t they? Mansley & Newton are just scouting out the talent for the X Division match… and I think they’ve given her a failing grade!
PATRICK MATHEWS: They’re just scared of her taking the victory, clearly!!
Tall-Tide tries to fight back, scoring a kick to Mansley that staggers her back, and then lashing out with a forearm shot to Newton. She grabs Newton by the head, prepping for something, but Mansley crashes into Tall-Tide’s knee, snapping her back to the ground with a loud yell! Mansley then starts dropping her knee onto Tall-Tide’s leg again and again, as Newton holds it in place!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is out of control!!! We need security out here!!
CJJ: I’m sure Barrows is getting right on that…
With Tall-Tide in extreme pain, grabbing at her leg, Mansley & Newton drag her over to the ring post. Newton quickly appies an inverted figure four around the post, causing Tall-Tide to writhe in pain, as Mansley leans over her, mocking her, before twisting her into a version of Canceled!!! The crowd is throwing trash towards the ring, but finally gives a cheer as WGWF Smash Security finally arrives. They break up the hold, pushing The Fortunate Ones off, but it’s clear the damage has already been done.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Tall-Tide’s leg really took some damage there. I don’t know what the prognosis is, but The Fortunate Ones have really gone to a new low!!
CJJ: One down, Patrick… one down…
Mansley seems to signal the same thing, raising up one finger as she and Newton triumphantly walk from ringside.Tall-Tide’s still in a lot of pain, as the referee signals for a stretcher to be brought out for her. We cut away.
The cameras pick up in the back of the arena, where you see J Mont walking alone with a bag in his hand. No Fortunate Ones by his side. Kind of a ballsy move considering how many people wanna rip his head off and feed it to an alligator.
CJJ: We can never have enough of J Mont!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I think it’s time to take another bathroom break.
CJJ: I am starting to think you have a crush on Mont. I see how your face lights up every time he appears on TV.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I would never want to take your Man Crush Everyday!
As J Mont makes his way down the hallway in the back, he sees someone from the distance that brings a smile to his face.
J MONT: X gonna give it to ya!
J Mont channeling his inner DMX, sees Xavier Lux as he makes his way towards one of his few friends in the industry today. Lux starts to walk towards Mont and the 2 old stablemates and friends reconnect with a hug, followed by a strong handshake.
J MONT: Man, it’s good to have you back.
XAVIER LUX: What up J-Money?! Thanks man, it's good to be back, I wasn’t sure when it was going to happen, but the X-Division was too good to pass up.
J MONT: Getting ready for a big night. Newton and Enigma are going to handle the Main Event, while I sit back and enjoy the show. And that X Division match is going to be one for the ages. It’s hard for me to pick a winner because Clyde and Amber are in it and we have been boys way before them.
XAVIER LUX: It is a big night for you guys, but I’m sure your crew will pull through. Well you don’t have to pick a winner, because you already know who is going to win… But don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.
Xavier winks at J Mont, who smirks at the comment made by Lux.
J MONT: Speaking of secrets, I am sure you are wondering what is in this bag I am carrying? I was hoping I would find you.
XAVIER LUX: Is it a rolex watch? Cholo wouldn’t shut up about his.
J MONT: Well shit, I feel like crap now. To be honest, I had one custom ordered just for you with an X in the middle, but they had to wait for a small part that is on National Back Order. I told them I don't care if they need to fly all the way to Bulgaria, they better find that part. But they are still searching, so I am sorry. It’s not a watch, but what I have might be a little more sentimental between us.
XAVIER LUX: Come on man, you know I’m just messing with ya. Besides, look at my wrists, I don't like wearing watches or gold around them for that matter... Around my waist though, it's a whole different thing. But anyway, what is in the bag?
J Mont reaches into the bag and pulls out a Tee Shirt.
J MONT: I saw how you ripped up your last shirt. So, I figured I would get you a new one since you will always be a part of The Mecca with me. We built it up together!
J Mont hands Xavier a brand new Tee Shirt of The Mecca, a group back in the day they ran together that took over the IIW and ran everyone away once and for all. Xavier extends it out and laughs, remembering those days.
XAVIER LUX: Um, thanks man. I hope you know, that was more about me stepping out and doing my own thing than dissing Mecca. I will always be proud of being in that group and what we accomplished there. But right now, as much as I hate to sound cliche, it’s all about me. But thanks, I’ll make sure I take good care of this one.
He throws it over his shoulder and pats it like a newly won championship belt.
J MONT: I know what your plans and goals are. I respect it but just know I am always a call away, or better yet, just a hallway away to be there for you. Our history runs deep and no one can take that away from us. But I am not done yet. I got one more thing for you.
J Mont reaches into the bag and pulls out another Tee Shirt. This time around, he holds up the shirt and it shows a log of THE FORTUNATE ONES!
J MONT: Before you say anything, I know you're not joining, but I wanted you to have one to add to your collection. But, if you change your mind, you know there is always a spot waiting for you. But I am also putting the whole WGWF on notice. Smash or Brawl, it doesn't matter. If you fuck with Xavier, you are fucking with The Fortunate Ones. It will be a bad day for anyone that tries to cross you brother.
Xavier takes the shirt, someone reluctantly and puts it in his back pocket, which is kind of symbolic in a way.
XAVIER LUX: Well I appreciate it man, though I am not sure if your crew will share that sentiment after that X-Division championship match, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. By the way, don’t forget, match 100 is yours… Could very well be for that X-Title.
Xavier smirks.
J MONT: The crew knows our history, so may the best man or women win. And brother, that means a lot to me that match 100 is ours. Respect runs deep with you. Hit me up anytime, you know I'm there for you. I gotta get ready for a couple things now, but enjoy the Tee Shirts and we always have the past and the future.
XAVIER LUX: No doubt, same here, and thanks again brother.
Xavier holds out his hand and they shake hands and pat each other’s shoulders before getting their separate ways. J Mont down the hall, turns around and speaks.
J MONT: You sure you don't want to join up with The Fortunate Ones tonight?
J Mont smirks because he knows the answer but had to ask his boy Xavier one more time for shits and giggles.
Xavier just laughs as he shakes his head.
CJJ: Xavier needs to join up with The Fortunate Ones. That's best for business!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Would be funny to watch Xavier knock off Clyde and Amber, and see how Mont reacts after.
CJJ: J Mont always has a plan, and they always work.
PATRICK MATHEWS: If Amber loses, I bet she gets punted farther than Sonya did. And if Clyde loses, I bet J Mont gives him a JKO that lands him in the mountains in Canada somewhere. I can see The Fortunate Ones imploding at Last Chance, leaving J Mont all alone.
As Smash comes back from break, the unexpected notes of Hopes and Dreams hits the airwaves, as from behind the curtain emerges a very tired looking (yet still determined) Frank Patrick Venable, dressed in his street clothes as opposed to ring gear or even his usual suit and tie getup. He already has a mic in his hand and slowly, he begins making his way to the ring, ignoring the clamoring of fans around him. He enters the ring and stoically waits for his music to end, letting the fans cheer for just a moment before speaking in a solemn voice.
FPV: I feel an immense need to apologize to you all. Over the past month, I have committed actions that go against the values I try to put forward as a WGWF roster member. I’ve tried very hard to keep any sort of animosity I feel towards another wrestler in the ring and nowhere else. But a month ago on Smash, I lost my cool in front of as big an audience as possible and betrayed those values deeply.
The crowd murmurs and boos, remembering the violent assault committed by FPV on the former Johnny Stylez, now known as Jestyr Seryous. Slowly, a chant begins to ring out.
Crowd: HE DESERVED IT! *clap clap clapclapclap* HE DESERVED IT! *clap clap clapclapclap*
FPV: I absolutely agree with you all on that matter, but that’s beside the point. He gamed me and my emotions like a fiddle and put me in jail for the night. And I won’t lie to you, after I posted my bail I could think of nothing more than to find that clown and do it all over again, like I hadn’t learned a single thing from that whole experience. I wanted nothing more than to shred his pasty white clown makeup with razor wire.
But I finally had people sit me down and snap me out of it. My dear partner Ramon, and my good friend Brian, the DA of New Orleans. They both sat me down and told me straight up “Frank, this is not like you at all. You aren’t like all these other violent psychopaths that permeate the wrestling business. You shouldn’t be stooping to his level.” And they were right. Because all I was doing was proving Jester right with every swing of the kendo stick.
It’s an absolute miracle he’s decided not to press charges, because otherwise I’d be going away for a very long time. No, he didn’t press charges because he knew this wasn’t the end. He knew this was gonna bubble over into a full blown match and wanted to soften me up emotionally before that. Well I’m not gonna play by that game, Jester. You caught me slipping outside of the ring once, but at Last Chance you’re going one-on-one with one of the best pure wrestlers in the business today. No weapons, no excuses. You either beat like me like the wrestler you purport to be, or I make the past two months of your posturing mean NOTHING. I can make a German suplex feel just as painful as a chair shot, and a chokehold feel like I’m running a garrote through your neck.
We played by your rules already Jester, but at Last Chance, it’s time you played by mine.
FPV tosses the microphone casually as his music pops back on the speakers. FPV begins playing to the crowd in his usual manner, though you can see in his eyes the events of the past month have shaken him.
And then…the lights go out. The arena is drenched in pitch black darkness, and before too long, a maniacal chattering laughter is heard, before the feed abruptly cuts to commercial.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: The next match is scheduled for one fall with a 15-minute time limit. Introducing first, from Denver, Colorado… weighing in at 220 lbs. and standing 6’2” tall… SETH STEVENS
"Man in a Box" by Alice and Chains begins to play. The arena begins to boo loudly as Seth Stevens appears at the top of the ramp, holding a drink in his hand. Seth pauses for a moment cracking a grin at the boos from the crowd before taking a sip from his mug. He then starts walking towards the ring, not paying them any attention. Seth enters the ring by sliding under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet, looking out at the audience that refuses to support him..
PATRICK MATHEWS: We almost had a new Smash Heavyweight Champion on Christmas Day, but despite all of Stevens’ best efforts, Enigma walked out with the championship.
CJJ: I won’t say I ever lost faith in Enigma. I’ll just say that once or twice, I got nervous…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Well, now Stevens has to shake that off and get ready to deal with Ragnarok tonight, as well as Edward Grado at the PPV.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: His opponent, standing 6’4” and weighing 276 lbs, from Baltimore, MD, here is RAGNAROK!!
The arena goes dark. He comes up from underneath the staging area before an explosion of fire lights the ramp up. The explosion knocks the lights back on as he stands at the top of the ramp before walking down.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Ragnarok made his successful return to the ring last Smash, when he took down Kasey Welker. Tonight, he looks to continue his run by taking out Seth Stevens.
CJJ: Quite obviously, we’re looking at a significant jump in talent range compared to Welker. But I bet Ragnarok likes it that way. It’s no crash test dummy this time, it’s a real foe!
As Ragnarok comes in under the ropes, Stevens immediately goes to meet him, stomping on Ragnarok’s back! The referee immediately calls for the bell, wanting to get this going, as Stevens lands a few more stomps on Ragnarok, trying to keep the man down. But Ragnarok keeps fighting up, managing to knock Stevens away from him briefly. Ragnarok gets to his feet, with Stevens charging back in, only for Ragnarok to block Stevens’ swing and start throwing several of his own, driving Stevens back. Ragnarok then shoots Stevens to the ropes, setting him up, but Stevens immediately grabs the ropes and hangs on, enabling him to slide quickly out of the ring to regroup.
The fans boo this act, not that Stevens is concerned with what they think. He walks around the ring, clearing his head, as Ragnarok impatiently watches him. The referee starts a count, but Ragnarok doesn’t want to wait for it. He goes out the ring on another side and comes after Stevens, who sees him approaching. Stevens quickly goes back under the ropes into the ring, so Ragnarok follows right behind… only for Stevens to drop an elbow right on his back! Ragnarok rolls in pain, as Stevens quickly goes on the attack, applying a reverse chinlock to keep Ragnarok out of action.
PATRICK MATHEWS: So far, Stevens appears to be favoring the sneak-attack variety of maneuvers.
CJJ: Hey, they’re always my favorite.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’m not condoning it, but it’s never a bad idea to try and ground the larger opponent.
The referee stays close just in case, although he doesn’t expect a submission from a chin lock. Ragnarok is already fighting his way up, refusing to stay on the canvas, as Stevens reaches out and gouges at his jaw to try to contain him. But Ragnarok takes the pain, getting up and lifting Stevens into the air, throwing him down with a side slam! Stevens rolls away, trying to make some recovery space, but Ragnarok staggers after him. He grabs hold of Stevens on the way up, then easily picks the man into the air, landing a spinning suplex! The move hits with enough force that Ragnarok goes for the cover, holding onto the leg…
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But Stevens kicks out, avoiding the early loss. Ragnarok gets up, immediately set on pulling Stevens up with him. He shows no remorse as he lifts Stevens up, getting him set for a powerslam off of his shoulder. But as Ragnarok steps forward, Stevens pushes with his arms, managing to get the leverage to fall behind him. Ragnarok spins around, but Stevens kicks him in the gut, then locks onto him, getting a double-arm DDT! Ragnarok, stunned, takes a moment to get up, as Stevens is already going to the turnbuckle. He hops up the rungs quickly, turning and leaping into the air as Ragnarok rises, scoring a missile dropkick!! Ragnarok goes down, with Stevens scrambling for the cover…
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TH-and Ragnarok kicks out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Momentum is switching rapidly back and forth in this one.
CJJ: Hey, you come to expect that from the stars of the A Show of the WGWF, don’t you? We have no scrubs here! … Well, maybe Grado…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Edward Grado is one of the most skilled athletes we have, CJJ!
CJJ: I think we’ve been watching different YouTube videos…
Stevens is determined to keep Ragnarok down and out, working his shoulder by slamming his knee into it again and again. He stretches at the arm, telling Ragnarok to just give up, but Ragnarok refuses, vowing to make Stevens pay. He starts pushing up despite the pressure, with Stevens opting to kick him in the ribs to slow his progress. Stevens, shaking his head, then grabs a rising Ragnarok by the arm, shooting him towards the corner, no, Ragnarok reverses it. Stevens smashes into the corner, with Ragnarok following right behind with a large splash! Stevens sags on the ropes, as Ragnarok uses a few seconds to straighten his shoulder out.
Once settled, Ragnarok lifts Stevens onto the turnbuckle, then goes up with him, landing multiple punches to keep the veteran on the defensive. Stevens tries to swing back, but Ragnarok stops him with a shot to the windpipe, taking Stevens’ air away from him. Ragnarok then balances next to him, getting his footing, before leaping up with his legs, catching Stevens around the head… and getting a hurricanrana off the top rope!! The crowd pops, loving seeing a larger wrestler pull off such a high-flying move, as Ragnarok manages to crawl over to Stevens, making the cover…
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THR-and Stevens gets a shoulder up in time!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What a move from Ragnarok!!
CJJ: Where’d he learn that one from? Hermod The Swift?
PATRICK MATHEWS: … You know Norse mythology, CJJ?
CJJ: Doesn’t everyone?
Ragnarok is getting back to his feet now, hauling Stevens up with him. Looking annoyed, Ragnarok takes Stevens by the head and runs to the ropes, sending Stevens over the top rope! He steps away, raising an arm, but he misses that Stevens caught himself, hanging onto the rope and keeping from taking the big fall. Stevens gets up, catching a turning Ragnarok and dropping off the apron, clotheslining him on the top rope!! Ragnarok hangs there, stunned, as Stevens takes a moment to show off how smart he is to the disbelieving crowd. He then gets up on the apron, grabbing hold of Ragnarok and setting him up… preparing to give him a suplex to the outside!!
Stevens locks it in, as the crowd gets worried (and excited) for what’s about to happen. Stevens lifts… but Ragnarok blocks it. Stevens lifts a second time, refusing to give up… and Ragnarok manages to block it a second time, before breaking free and scoring with a shot under the chin that drops Stevens to a knee. Ragnarok then steps through the ropes himself, getting on the apron with Stevens. As the wrestler tries to rise back up, swinging, Ragnarok blocks the strike, then grabs Stevens by the throat, coming off the apron while delivering a massive apron chokeslam!! Stevens lands on the ‘hardest part of the ring’, arching his back before slumping off the apron and falling to the outside at Ragnarok’s feet!
CJJ: Geez, is Seth Stevens lucky!
PATRICK MATHEWS: He just got chokeslammed on the apron! What on earth was lucky about that?!?!
CJJ: Well, he fell off to the outside. If Ragnarok would have rolled him right back in, this one would probably be over.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I suppose, in a weird way, that could be seen as ‘luck’...
On the outside, Ragnarok has pulled Stevens back up off the ground, even as the referee begins his 10 count. Ragnarok ignores him completely, though, taking Stevens over to the steel steps. He lifts Stevens up into the air, no, Stevens desperately scratches at Ragnarok’s face, freeing himself. Stevens then rams Ragnarok forward, crashing his legs into the steps!! Ragnarok falls forward, grabbing at his knee, as Stevens slides to the side, taking a moment to recover. He doesn’t have long, though, as Ragnarok is already limping to his feet. Seeing this, Stevens comes in to try a legsweep, but Ragnarok spins out of the way… and Stevens hits the steps instead!!
The loud crash is followed by some ooh’s and aah’s from the crowd, as Stevens is down. Ragnarok limps over to the apron, rolling himself into the ring to stop the count, and then comes right back out again. He then grabs at the recovering Stevens, picking him up on one shoulder. He moves forward, shooting Stevens towards the ring post, and Stevens hits shoulder-first!! The wrestler falls to the ground, clutching at his shoulder, as Ragnarok leans on the apron, trying to shake some feeling back into his right leg. He then comes back to Stevens, kicking at the back of his head, as the referee resumes his 10 count.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Both of these men are risking getting counted out!
CJJ: If I were a wrestler, I’d always arrange for a double countout with my opponent. Sure, it doesn’t pay as much as a win does, but there’s a lot less wear and tear on the body.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Yeah, I don’t think these guys share your philosophy.
CJJ: No, they’re beating the hell out of each other for my enjoyment, so I really can’t complain…
As the referee reaches a higher count, Ragnarok stays in control, slamming Stevens hard against the apron edge. As Stevens drops to his knees, Ragnarok turns and rolls into the ring again, breaking the count, before returning once more. He seems intent to end this one on the outside, doing a lot of damage to his opponent along the way. He drags Stevens up, wrapping him from behind in a sleeper variation, working to squeeze all the life from his opponent, as Stevens desperately fights to get free. He reaches down, clutching at the apron, then pulls his arms back, working away, as Ragnarok swings him back and forth. The referee, meanwhile, has started to count up again, continuing to threaten to throw this one out if the wrestlers don’t get back in.
Stevens seems to be fading, slumping lower and lower next to the apron, as Ragnarok gladly works to knock his opponent unconscious. But before that can happen, Stevens suddenly drops the rest of the way, sacrificing his own body in order to give Ragnarok a jawbreaker!! Ragnarok stumbles away, then falls down, losing his balance. Stevens, meanwhile, grabs at the bottom rope, hauling himself painfully back into the ring. He rolls further in, as the referee reaches 7, then continues with 8. Ragnarok gets up, intent on following Stevens in, and starts to go into the ring… only to find that his leg has been tied up in part of the apron rope, keeping him from getting in! He quickly works at it, pulling the knotted rope off of him, and then starts to get into the ring… as the referee suddenly signals 10! He waves his arms, even as Ragnarok gets to his feet, arguing with him and saying that he made it. But the referee is adamant that he did his job, calling for the bell.
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WINNER VIA COUNTOUT: SETH STEVENS
Match Time: 8:47
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Stevens stole this one!!
CJJ: No he didn’t. He earned it!
PATRICK MATHEWS: That’s ridiculous! Tying up Ragnarok’s leg like that was…
CJJ: Genius! And now Stevens goes into the PPV on a winning note!
Ragnarok is still furious, turning and going after Stevens, but Stevens is already out of the ring, heading for the back. He taps his wrist, as if signaling for an invisible watch, saying that Ragnarok was out of time. Ragnarok watches him go, angrily shaking his head and knowing that this won’t be the end of it.
As the referee works to encourage Ragnarok to head out of the ring, all attention turns to the entrance as the music starts.
"There's Only One King" begins to play, and Gabriel King walks out of the back, wearing a fine robe. He throws it off, showing his powerful arms to the crowd.
PATRICK MATHEWS: We heard Gideon King was going to be here tonight!
CJJ: But what brings him out here?
King, holding a mic, gets them to cut his music and he stands on the ramp looking at the ring.
GIDEON KING: I’ll make this short and sweet. I am not going to let Gideon King be left off of the Smash ppv. I have worked too hard to get here and I have too much going for me to let that happen. I am going to make myself great in the WGWF, and it all starts in 2024. So here and now I’m offering an open challenge!
The crowd cheers, liking the competitive spirit of this young man. The shot then turns back to the ring, where Stevens has already left. Wiping the sweat from his forehead Ragnarok leaned on the ropes. It was another battle with Seth Stevens, but his attention is focused on King. He demanded a microphone as the crowd continued to have a mixed reaction. As he took possession on a microphone he spoke, looking to the crowd.
RAGNAROK: Happy New Year everyone. I hope it was full of blessings and that 2024 treats you great. This week is a special shout out and treat. You see for the longest time I've admired a great open challenge. It really gives the roster a chance to surprise the fans and see a match that they normally wouldn't.
He shifted his body toward the ramp and smiled towards King.
RAGNAROK: You guys are intelligent and already know where I'm going with this but to make it official let me say for the entire world to hear. Gideon King, you throw out an open challenge looking for a worthy opponent to compete in this ring at Last Chance. Well, I looked at my schedule after tonight and what do you know I'm free. I missed the opportunity to earn a spot on the card due to injury however, I accept your open challenge for Last Chance. I just hope you are ready for the beating of a lifetime. People like you don't need to be in WGWF. I hope you know what you got yourself into knowing that I could be the one to accept. I'll see you on January 28th good sir and celebrate a victory on my birthday.
The crowd gives a strong reaction, loving another addition to the show, as King nods, pleased with the result. He turns and leaves. Ragnarok rolls out of the ring leaving the microphone on the edge and gives a few fans a hug as he walks up the ramp and heads for backstage.
PATRICK MATHEWS: So it’s official! Gideon King and Ragnarok look to prove themselves in Philadelphia!
CJJ: It’s the year of Ragnarok! Everyone knows it!
Once again, J Mont is roaming the hallways in the back. Always up to something and handling business. As J Mont comes from around the corner, he leans up against the wall, putting one leg up on the wall. He pulls out his IPhone 15 Pro and selects a name from his contacts. The phone is ringing as J Mont awaits the other person answering the call.
CJJ: My phones not ringing, so he's not calling me.
PATRICK MATHEWS: If he was a good father, like he says he is, he would be calling his wife to check on his daughter and family.
CJJ: FATHER OF THE YEAR! Where have you been?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Another award that he bought!
J Mont takes his foot off the wall as the call is answered
J MONT: Hey listen, i don't have a lot of time because there are a lot of eyes and ears around here, but i just need to know that you are ready?
The response must have been a good one because J Mont nods his head as that sinister smirk appears which means something evil is going down.
J MONT: Ok good. This is going to be fun.
J Mont ends the call and is obviously up to something.
CJJ: The master of the mind games is at it again.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The master of being a liar and cheater is happening again.
J Mont walks again down the hallway, but the excitement is really getting to him and he cannot hold it in at the current moment.
J MONT: CHECKMATE PAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Backstage at the WGWF arena, the air was thick with tension as the dark and mysterious figure known as Damage, The Untamed Demon, prepared to address the upcoming challenge against Smash Champion Enigma and The Fortunate Ones, Clyde Newton along with his partner for tonight John "The Beast" Cable. The ominous lighting cast shadows on Damage's imposing figure as he stood before the camera, ready to unleash his fury.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage is set to go to war with The Fortunate Ones later tonight!
CJJ: Why go into a conflict you know you’re going to lose? I don’t understand people sometimes.
PATRICK MATHEWS: You may think The Fortunate Ones are infallible, CJJ, but Cable & Damager are set to prove you wrong.
CJJ: Nobody can ever prove me wrong, because I’m always right!
Denise Essex, the backstage interviewer, looked both intrigued and slightly unnerved as she began.
DENISE ESSEX: "Damage, you've got a massive match ahead against the Smash Champion and The Fortunate Ones very own Clyde Newton. You will be teaming up with John “The Beast” Cable. What are your thoughts going into this high-stakes encounter?"
Damage's cold gaze pierced through the darkness as he began to speak, his voice echoing with intensity.
DAMAGE: ”Ms. Denise, my thoughts are simple. It's a battle against fate itself. Enigma and Clyde Newton may call themselves The Fortunate Ones, but I am the harbinger of their misfortune. The shadows of their so-called fortune will be cast away by the darkness that I bring. They may think they have luck on their side, but tonight, they'll face the true untamed force that is Damage. The Fortunate Ones believe they can stand in the way of my destiny, but they are gravely mistaken. Enigma, Clyde Newton, will soon realize that their luck has run out, for I am The Untamed Demon, and I love to share with them the taste of Blood, Pain and agony that I am loving to serve them before I fill my appetite with the Victory."
CJJ: I will say, the guy is absolutely terrifying.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not the kind of man I’d want to get in the ring with… although to be fair, I don’t want to be in the ring with anyone. I’m quite content here at the announce table.
A sinister grin played across Damage's face as he continued.
DAMAGE: "The Fortunate Ones may think they hold the key to success, but I am the bringer of their demise. In our upcoming match, they will face a force they cannot comprehend, an entity hell-bent on destruction and reclaiming what is rightfully mine – the X Division Title."
Denise, trying to maintain her composure, pressed on.
DENISE ESSEX: "Speaking of the X Division Title, you're set to compete in the Steel Asylum Cage match at Smash's Last Chance PPV. The stakes are incredibly high with only the first four to escape moving on to the finals. How do you plan on navigating such a chaotic environment?"
A malevolent glint flickered in Damage's eyes as he responded.
DAMAGE: "Ms. Denise, the Steel Asylum Cage is nothing more than a playground for The Untamed Demon. The Steel Asylum Cage match is no place for the faint of heart. But I am not here for the faint of heart. I am here for the thrill, the chaos, and the taste of victory. The Two persons of Fortunate Ones have the same desire as myself, something that defines me – the X Division Title. In that Steel Asylum Cage, I will break free, leaving a path of destruction behind me. The Ultimate X Match will be my domain, and I will claim what is rightfully mine. You see, Chaos is my ally, and in that steel structure, I will decimate any obstacle in my path. The fortunate may find an escape, but only the relentless will secure their destiny. I will be among the first to break free, and then the true spectacle begins."
A shiver ran down Denise's spine as Damage's words hung in the air. She pressed on with one final question.
DENISE ESSEX: "And speaking of The Fortunate Ones, they have been a thorn in your side for quite some time now. Is there a personal vendetta driving you to pursue the X Division Title, or is it just about the gold? And when you succeed in the Steel Asylum Cage match, you'll advance to the Ultimate X Match on the same night for the X Division Title. What message do you have for your potential opponents in that match?"
PATRICK MATHEWS: Denise asking the hard-hitting questions.
CJJ: Oh, please, I’ve seen harder hits in a wiffle-ball tournament!
The Untamed Demon's laughter echoed through the backstage area, sending chills down the spines of those within earshot.
DAMAGE: "The Fortunate Ones are not just obstacles; they are a reminder of the darkness that lies within me. The X Division Title is not just gold; it's my identity, my purpose. To destroy The Fortunate Ones is to unleash the demon within me fully. The X Division Title is the key to unlocking my true potential, and at Smash's Last Chance PPV, the world will witness the untamed demon rising. And to my potential opponents, I say this – prepare for a descent into madness. The Ultimate X Match will be a battleground like no other, and I will ascend to claim what is rightfully mine. The X Division Title will be in the hands of The Untamed Demon, and the Fortunate Ones will learn the true meaning of despair."
As Damage stares into the camera with intensity, the anticipation for his matches builds, and the air is thick with the promise of chaos and retribution. The Untamed Demon is on the hunt, and The Fortunate Ones should prepare for the storm that's about to descend upon them. The camera cut to the ring side.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage looks ready to live up to his name later tonight!
CJJ: I bet you he chokeslams Cable.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What??
CJJ: He seems like the type. And then he’d avoid The Fortunate One’s wrath. It’s the smart play.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not a chance, CJJ. We’ll see them in the main event, but first, we’ve got a Triple Threat X-Division Showcase!
The guitar riffs of “Hail to the King” tear through the arena and the roof absolutely blows off the place. The lights dim, and then the stage lights, white and red, start to move with the beat of the drum. As the drums play together and the music starts to flow, the lights stop beating and stay on as a large figure appears. The figure is draped in a leather duster with a hood over his head. He steps to the ramp leading to the ring and flips the hood off his head as the chorus says, “Hail to the King.” As the music continues, he starts his march to the ring, the fans who love him in a frenzy, and those who hate him hiding from the rabid fans. Men, women, and children bow to him and jab their hands into the air to the rhythm of the music. Bull stops and stares into the ring.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: Coming to the ring, he stands 6’ 10” and weighs in at 385 pounds….from the Great Northwoods of Michigan…this is THE BASTARD COREY BULL!
Bull raises his hands above his head in an X and an explosion rocks the top of the stage and a mushroom cloud floats to the top of the arena as Bull climbs onto the apron and steps over the top rope.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Heading into Last Chance, a win here tonight for Corey Bull could go a long way towards cementing him as a contender.
CJJ: The same could be said for either of his opponents.
The lights in the arena go dark and music begins to play in the arena. The commentary team buzzes with anticipation, and when the bass drops, Samuel is propelled in the air and lands on the stage. His hat is glowing neon purple with a wolf on the front as well as the bandanna that covers the lower half of his face. He has on a sleeveless sweatshirt with the same glowing wolf. The short tights have the glowing wolf on the backside. His thick custom kick pads over his boots have the wolf to complete a custom look. Some of the viewing him on their screen jeer him, but for the most part, he is still getting a mixed reaction.
MEMPHIS BELLE:: Making his way to the ring now, his opponent, hailing from Atlanta, GA… he is “THE LONE WOLF” SAMUEL CHATMAN!
Samuel remained squatted down until after the pause in the bass and stood up and spun around and jumped in the air but landed as if mocking the audience and waves them off. He walks down the ramp with a scowl on his face and heads for the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and folds his arms while swaying his shoulders back and forth with the beat before sitting on the turnbuckle and extending his hand for a microphone. The arena remains dark with the singular spotlight on him. The music dies down, and Samuel howls in the air as he flashes his pearly white smile at the fans.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Chatman and Jetta Tall-Tide had a classic on the last Smash, really giving us a view of how strong Chatman can be in the singles division of WGWF Smash.
CJJ: It was also the last time we’ll see them fight, considering how badly The Fortunate Ones took out Tall-Tide earlier tonight! And Chatman? He’s next, right now!
“Break It Down” by Lil Debbie plays the venue’s interior surround systems. The audience immediately boos the young athlete coming out from the backstage area smiling at the hatred she receives. Amber stands center stage with her hands on her hips, staring out to the audience before doing a slow twirl where a spotlight shines only on her, creating the illusion of a silhouette. Once she faces the audience again, she snaps her fingers, and the lights return to normal before strutting down to the ring like on a model’s runway.
MEMPHIS BELLE: Introducing on her way to the ring! Hailing from Boca Raton, Florida! At five feet, seven inches tall, weighing in at 143 pounds! She is “The Influence” Amber Mansley!
Amber stops before the apron facing the ring, then looks both ways at the fans at ringside booing her. She gently leans over the apron, shrugs her shoulders, and then kisses the camera. Amber holds onto the bottom rope with both hands before spinning herself into the ring, lying on the canvas in the center. The camera transitions to a sky-view with a single spotlight on her in the arena, and from the camera’s point of view, it looks like an artwork of Amber in a silhouette fashion. She gets back on her feet, snaps her finger to alert production to brighten the lights, and silences her music as she takes refuge in a corner, kicking her body up on the top rope to relax.
CJJ: My lord, listen to that crowd. They’re no fans of “The Influence”.
PATRICK MATHEWS: After what happened earlier tonight?? Can you blame them?
CJJ: It’s all about business, Patrick! They should understand that!
The bell sounds, getting this one underway. All three wrestlers consider each other, with Corey Bull standing strong as he glares at both individuals. Samuel Chatman and Amber Mansley exchange a glance, and then both start moving towards Corey Bull. As Chatman reaches his side, Bull lashes out with a desperate throat thrust, sending Chatman reeling back. Bull whirls on Amber, but she manages to sidestep, taking advantage of Bull's imbalance to take him down with a corkscrew armdrag. Both Amber and Chatman lay into Bull with an old-fashioned mudhole stomping that leaves him gasping for breath.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Early alliance here by Samuel Chatman and Amber Mansley. You have to wonder where that leaves—
CJJ: Don't say it!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What?
Chatman reaches down, and drags Bull to his feet before locking on a sleeper hold – smooth transition into a stout wheelbarrow into a facebuster. Amber scrambles up to the top turnbuckle and hesitates, scouting the opposition.
CJJ: Corey Bull’s outnumbered here!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Is Chatman going to be the next to join The Fortunate Ones?
CJJ: Oh hell no.
Amber Mansley leaps from the top rope, hands over her head, in position for a flying double axehandle smash. At the last second, Bull elbows Chatman in the solar plexus, breaking the hold. Amber, unable to stop in time, brings those clenched fists down on Chatman's shoulder, sending them both to the mat as Bull scrambles out of the way.
PATRICK MATHEWS: And just like that the alliance is broken!
Amber kips up to her feet, offering a hand to Chatman who immediately blows her off. Scoffing, Amber lashes out with a low blow and then sends Chatman off to the ropes with a hard Irish whip, dropping to her knees for more momentum. She pops back up, and catches Chatman on the rebound with a stunning bulldog. Amber offers him a hand again, and this time Chatman moves to take it, and then lashes out with his foot as he gets up, doubling Amber over with a kick to the midsection, getting an enormous pop from the crowd! Chatman scoops Amber up, pasting her back to the mat with a chokelift spinebuster. Amber wisely rolls out of the ring for a breather while Chatman looks at the spot where he'd last seen Bull, only to find nobody there. The crowd erupts yet again as Chatman turns around, only to be leveled with a springboard dropkick from Bull!! The crowd is on their feet, cheering wildly as Bull whirls around, charging into the corner and sliding between the ropes to take out Amber with a baseball slide!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And Corey Bull’s taking charge?!
CJJ: I'm just as shocked as you are!
Bull pulls Amber back upright, his expression desperate as he pummels her with a series of hard punches on the outside before grabbing her by the neck and dragging her back towards the ring. Amber manages to get in a few weak punches of her own but Bull’s a bit too strong for her to fend off when she’s still dazed. Suddenly, Bull is pulled off Amber as Chatman comes to the aid of his opponent, grabbing Bull's head and tossing him back into the ring. Chatman dives between the ropes and grabs Bull just as he's rising, slamming him down with a lightning-quick Hunter’s Snare.
1!
2– OH NO!
CJJ: HERE COMES AMBER!
Amber kicks Chatman in the back of the head, breaking up the pinfall as Bull scrambles for safety. Chatman drags himself up, charging at Amber just as she catches hold of Bull and drags him off the ropes. Amber throws one final blow to Bull, leaving him stunned before rolling to her feet. She turns right into a grapple and massive powerbomb from Chatman. The crowd cheers the surprise move as Amber goes down hard. Bull scrambles to the top rope, and launches himself, only to be caught midair by Chatman and taken down with a backbreaker.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Amber is up, and she looks angry!
CJJ: I love a woman who's not afraid of a little three-way action.
PATRICK MATHEWS: ….really?
Chatman lifts Bull up off of the mat and throws him at the ropes. Amber gets to her feet, and charges at Chatman, spearing him through the ropes to the outside. Amber rolls to her feet, and dives back into the ring, colliding hard with Bull and driving him back into the corner. Bull goes for the right hand but Amber blocks it and hits Bull with a right of her own – HEADBUTT TO THE FACE AND AMBER GOES DOWN! Corey Bull looks like he’s going to drop for the pin but Samuel Chatman comes sailing in out of nowhere and nails a destructive Final Bite superkick! The crowd goes absolutely insane as Corey Bull rolls out of harm’s way. Rather than chase him to the floor. Chatman turns around and runs to the corner, scaling the ropes in a single bound. He poses for a split second and then turns and launches with a textbook Wolf’s Howl (shooting star press pin) and hooks both legs. Corey’s still dazed on the outside, only aware of the pinning predicament too late to break it up.
1!!
2!!
Bull can barely stand on spaghetti legs as he pulls himself up on the apron, but it’s too late!
THREE!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: SAMUEL CHATMAN
Match Time: 11:09
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Samuel Chatman with the big win heading into the X Division contest at Last Chance! Will this cement Chatman as the favorite?
CJJ: Not with two Fortunate Ones there, it won’t!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’ll have to see, CJJ, as he got past one here tonight!
CJJ: It’ll be different. You’ll see.
As Chatman gets up on the turnbuckle, pointing out at the audience and celebrating with them, Mansley pulls herself to her feet. Suddenly, Clyde Newton comes sprinting to the ring, joining up with her, and both turn towards Chatman. But Corey Bull is back in the ring as well, and as Chatman jumps back down off the turnbuckle, the two men stare down The Fortunate Ones. Newton & Mansley seem to think better of the assault, trash-talking Chatman for being lucky before leaving the ring. Newton and Bull then turn towards each other, looking ready to go again, as the official gets between them. We fade out to commercial.
The lights in the building start to flicker, matching the opening riffs and drums of 'The Infection' by Disturbed. After the intro, a brief pyro explosion goes off in the entrance and as the lyrics of the song begin, Xavier Lux steps out from behind the smoke left by the pyro. He stands there sporting a black 7 Wrestling Sins T-shirt, burgundy leather jacket over it with blue jeans and black boots. He wears green Ray Ban Aviator sunglasses to complete the ensemble. He likes to keep things simple. He looks around at the crowd who, before last Smash were starting to come around to him, but after aligning himself with Barrows, they have nothing but boos for "The Man with Venom in his Veins". He makes his way down the ramp, keeping his focus on the ring and once he gets to ringside, he hops on the apron, wiping his boots. He then gets inside and makes his way to the corner, climbs to the second turnbuckle, and throws his arms up in the air and the crowd boos even louder now. He jumps down, laughing, as he asks for a mic. Once he gets one, he stands in the middle of the ring and addresses the crowd.
XL: Happy New Year Raleigh!
The crowd doesn’t fall for the cheap pop bait, continuing to boo Xavier.
XL: Woah, woah, woah… What’s with the attitude North Carolina? I thought it was South Carolina that was full of idiots…
More boos.
XL: I guess all Carolinas are the same, but I digress…
The crowd now starts an “asshole! Asshole!” chant.
XL: Nice, well look, as much as I am enjoying the J. Mont treatment, I’m flattered, truly, I haven’t been given much time so let’s get down to business.
But the crowd starts booing again, at the mere mention of J Mont who they just loathe. It doesn’t help that Xavier has a close relationship with arguably the Heel of the Year. Xavier laughs but then notices the announcing team at ringside. He promptly gets out of the ring and walks over, shaking hands with CJJ who is all smiles. Patrick, expecting the same, extends out his hand but Lux promptly slaps it away.
XL: Well if it isn’t Patrick Mathews, the man with the big mouth… when I’m not around, but let’s hear you run your mouth now that I am here, in your face.
Xavier comes around the desk and gets all up on Mathews’ grill. CJJ gets a big smile on his face as Patrick tries to defend himself.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I wasn’t running my-
XL: Shut up! So, you don’t think me being put in the X Division title match was right? You feel I haven’t earned a spot, is that it? You think I’m getting a free ride to the X Division title? Do you, like everyone in this match just assume I’m going to win it by simply being put in the match?
Xavier finally pauses to give Patrick a chance to speak.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Well, I uh-
XL: uh, uh what? Cat got your tongue? Aren’t you “Big Talk” Matthews?
Xavier holds out a fist for CJJ to bump which he promptly, and giddily, does. Before Patrick can say anything else Xavier puts him on a headlock and then smirks at his failed attempts to get out of it. The crowd boos loudly.
XL: Relax Patty, most of your commentary is wrong, but your assumptions that by simply being put in the match, I will win are one hundred percent…. CORRECT.
The crowd boos loudly.
XL: Sit your ass down.
Xavier lets him go and shoves him down onto his chair. Xavier goes back inside the ring as CJJ laughs and taunts Patrick.
CJJ: You alright there, Patty?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh, shut up.
Xavier walks over to one of the turnbuckles and sits on the top one.
XL: Look I’m not going to sugar coat it… My record in WGWF isn’t the greatest… Tag Team Turmoil was fun but we didn’t win the tag titles… The battle royal to get into the Cannabis Cup was there for the taking, but it just wasn’t my "Knight" and now I’m being thrown into another multi-person match, with most of the wrestlers in it bitching and moaning by the fact that they had to earn their spot in the match, while I was handed mine. Please, bring that camera closer.
Xavier points to the camera man in the ring to come over, and when he does, Xavier grabs it by the front of it and brings it in even closer so all we see is his face.
XL: I have never, ever, been handed anything in my life.
He shoves the camera back, causing the cameraman to lose his balance and fall on his ass. Xavier just shakes his head as he continues, staring at the hardcam.
XL: My pedigree is what earned me a spot in this match, and my skills are going to be what win me the championship. Besides, if Barrows wanted to give me a handout, he would have forgone the match and just straight up given me the X Division championship… But even then, I would have turn it down because I do not take handouts… Every title I have ever won, I have earned and that is not about to change now… Besides, why bypass the opportunity to smash the heads of six other competitors? Everyone that knows me knows that I live for the extreme and that I love to get hardcore… So, to my opponents, most of which I have never heard of, if you’re bitching about me being in the match now… You are going to hate what I got planned for each and everyone of you…
He tosses the mic to Mathews on the outside who almost fumbles it before securing it. Xavier stands on the second ropes and throws his arms up again and the crowd rains down with boos once more.
CJJ: Nice catch, dork. Got anything else to say now?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Let’s just go to commercial.
The crowd pops huge as Edward Grado is shown with Denise Essex in the interview area backstage for Smash!
DENISE ESSESX- “Ladies and gentleman joining me at this time is Edward Grado!”
Edward waves to the camera.
DENISE ESSEX- “Edward you put on quite the performance against Cholo on the Christmas episode of Smash for the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship but in the end came up a little short, and now it seems that you and Seth Stevens are set to hook it up at Smash’s Last Chance. What’s on your mind going into First Dance?”
EDWARD GRADO- “Yes.”
Confused, Denise draws back the microphone.
DENISE ESSEX- “Yes to what?”
EDWARD GRADO- “Uh huh.”
Suddenly and quickly Seth Stevens blast Grado from behind knocking him to the floor. Immediately Seth begins stomping away at Edward as Denise flees for her safety. Seth picks Edward up before positioning him and delivering a Piledriver on the concrete floor.
Seth gets to his feet and looks down upon Edward.
SETH STEVENS- “See you on the 28th.”
Stevens spits down on Edward as he walks off camera leaving Grado laying in a heap.
MEMPHIS BELLE: It is now time for our main event of the evening! This will be a tag-team contest scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…standing 6’10” and weighing 328 lbs, from Detroit, Michigan, here is “THE UNTAMED DEMON” DAMAGE!!
Before the Tron plays the Lights in the arena goes pitch black, The Tron play showing 3 little girls playing and looks at the camera and say, "He is Here" and then slowly fades to black. A man's voice say" Run" followed by “Untamed” by Jacob Lizotte hits the PA system and The Damage's video plays on the Tron. The lights in the arena flicker in rhythm to the beats. As the theme builds more Damage comes out from behind the curtains and stops at the arena as the crowd goes crazy. He is seen wearing coolers for his eyes with Silver tank-tops with "The Untamed Demon" printed on the tank top below his chest and a leather Sleeveless Vest over his tank top. The word “DAMAGE” is pasted with Diamonds on the back of the Sleeveless vest . He is seen wearing long leather pants and black boots. Two elbow pads are seen on his elbows. With a smirk on his face and starts walking down the ramp looking focused on the ring as he neglects the fans who were stretching their hand in hopes to touch his body. He reaches the end of the ramp and walks towards the ring apron. Damage pulls the top rope and climbs on the ring apron. He steps over the top rope with one leg and gets inside the ring. Damage walks to the center of the ring and looks at the fans of WGWF who were on their feet on seeing the untamed demon before as he raises his right hand in the air as the pyros goes on from all the corners of ring posts like a fountain. The crowd lets a huge pop in the arena. Damage removes his coolers and the Vest to handover them to stage hand as his music slowly dies. He paces to show that he is ready to dominate the match with the same smirk on his face.
MEMPHIS BELLE: And now, Damage’s tag-team partner, standing 6’5” and weighing 256 lbs, from Jacksonville, FL, here is the #1 contender to the WGWF Smash Championship, JOHNATHAN “THE BEAST” CABLE!!
The lights dim around the arena and a hush descends on the crowd. The opening taps of drums and the beginning riffs of the guitar of Pop Evil's 'Trenches' can be heard filtering through the speakers. Green pin spots swirl wildly around the arena flashing across the fans as they start to cheer wildly. Smoke fills the metal ramp as the drum beat and the guitar pick up a bit. A figure can be seen making its way out of the curtain atop the ramp, and green spotlights tear into the darkness, crisscrossing wildly in front of the curtain where we see a large silhouette of a man lit from behind the curtains.
The lyrics begin to chant the chorus and the fans really get into the bass beat of the drums and the kicking riffs of the guitar. The spotlights are waving across the stage wildly, and out of the darkness of the curtain, into the green spotlights waving everywhere, just as the music kicks in hard, Johnathan Cable springs forward onto the ramp screaming at the night. Cables makes his way down the ramp towards the rings as the fans cheer wildly. The lights fade in as the music goes on, and Johnathan slides in under the ropes and walks over to where Damage is standing, locking eyes with him.
MEMPHIS BELLE: And their opponents… weighing a combined 485 lbs… representing The Fortunate Ones… here are CLYDE NEWTON AND THE WGWF SMASH HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, ENIGMA!!
As Jay Z leads the way, Clyde Newton and Enigma step out of the back. Enigma has the Smash Championship securely around his waist as he walks down the ramp, ready to get to business, as Newton nods and follows behind him. The two Fortunate Ones each step up onto the apron, before entering the ring together to come face-to-face with Cable and Damage.
PATRICK MATHEWS: You can sense the tension between these two teams! Newton and Damage have unfinished business, and Cable and Enigma are set for war in Last Chance’s main event!
CJJ: Cable is staring forward into his future right now, and I bet you he doesn’t like it!
The bell sounds, but nobody moves from the ring. Newton and Damage start jawing back and forth at each other, while Enigma and Cable are just locked in a deadly staredown. The referee tries to step between them, saying that one member of each team needs to go back to their corner, but nobody is listening to him. Newton finally makes a crack about Damage’s looks, pointing a finger into his chest, and Damage immediately lashes out, smashing Newton in the head! Newton staggers back, then comes forward, swinging himself, and soon Newton and Damage are brawling it out, with the referee desperately scrambling to get out of the way. In the meantime, Cable and Newton are still staring each other down, not moving, as if the battle next to them is insignificant to them.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Newton and Damage are showing the animosity between the two wrestlers, as both want to get their hands on that X Division Title!
CJJ: But Cable and Enigma… god, what a moment!
On one side of the ring, Damage has taken control, slamming Newton’s head repeatedly into the turnbuckle. He drags Newton back up out of the corner, locking him up as if to go for a powerbomb! But Newton responds by bringing his head up hard, basically causing a low blow!! Damage hangs on the ropes painfully, as the referee berates Newton for the move. Newton, rubbing his skull, pleads his innocence, saying it was an accident. But then he spins into a discus punch, knocking Damage into the corner. Newton then climbs up, slugging away, wanting to dish out more punishment. But Damage suddenly lifts Newton up, giving him the equivalent of a Lou Thesz press out of the corner, getting on top and swinging away again!
As this brawl continues out of control, Enigma and Cable have moved closer together, finally exchanging some words as the two top wrestlers on Smash face off. Cable says something that can’t be picked up by the camera, but elicits a nod from Enigma. The two men then lock up, testing their strength, before struggling back to the ropes. The two men spin on the ropes, each trying to get the advantage, as Damage and Newton get back up near them. The referee, flustered, pleads with the wrestlers to listen to his commands, but it’s hopeless at this point. He can only watch as Newton manages to trip up Damage, then get a running knee, knocking the big man down.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’d say this has broken down, but I’m not sure it was ever together!
CJJ: We really need to hire mercenaries to be the referees.
PATRICK MATHEWS: You really think that will solve anything?
CJJ: No, it’d make things worse, but it’d also add another level of entertainment to the shows…
As Newton has Damage on the ropes, choking him, Enigma and Cable have ended up in a corner, with Enigma viciously chopping across the chest of the #1 contender. He lands a few more hits, but Cable is soon able to reverse it, getting Enigma in there to take a few hits of his own. Cable then pulls Enigma out of the corner, grabbing him by the head to land a quick DDT to the mat! Enigma rolls away, stunned, and goes off the apron, managing to land on his feet, although he’s clearly dazed. Seeing this, Cable follows him out, standing on the apron. He goes off of it with a double axehandle shot, but Enigma greets him on the way own with a punch to the kidneys, causing Cable to fall over to his side, hurting.
Back in the ring, Newton has pulled Damage up, jawing at him once more. He goes to the ropes, racing back for a running clothesline… but Damage is able to duck under it! Surprised, Newton hits the ropes, then comes back, springing into the air towards Damage. But Damage catches him in midair by the throat, lifting him up and delivering a thunderous two-handed chokeslam!! The referee bounces up and down from the impact, moving around, expecting a pin attempt at this point. But Damage is simply pulling himself onto Newton, slugging away at him! The ref looks on, incredulous, but the fans are cheering every strike.
CJJ: These guys DO know that a pinfall is needed to win, right?
PATRICK MATHEWS: I don’t think any of these guys are worrying about the match rules right now. This is just a fight, pure and simple.
CJJ: Well, if it’s just a fight, Newton, kick a field goal down there and let’s be done with it!
Outside the ring, and getting further from it, we can see Cable and Enigma still fighting near the fans. Cable manages to grab Enigma by the head, bringing him down hard on the edge of the steel guardrail! But Enigma only sags there for a second, before suddenly straightening up, glaring at a surprised Cable. He grabs Cable’s head and delivers his own shot to the steel, with Cable stumbling backwards, but also not going down. Cable shakes it off, then comes back forward, tackling Enigma right over the railing!! The fans move out of the way rapidly, although a lot of their gear isn’t so lucky, as Cable & Enigma smash right through the chairs, ending up on the ground!
We return to the ring, where Damage has Newton up in the air, holding him on his shoulders. But Newton slips off, then pokes Damage in the eyes when he turns around. The ref says a weak admonishment, basically not expecting anything at this point, and Newton doesn’t even acknowledge him. He steps back from Damage, lining him up, and then comes forward with a hard superkick that knocks Damage back into the ropes. Damage, though, rebounds, swinging wildly, as Newton desperately grabs at a shield to protect him. That shield, though, is the referee, who can’t do anything as Damage plows into him, sending the referee to the mat!! Newton laughs at the downed referee, relieved, then turns, but Damage then spears him, taking him to the canvas!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We need a new referee for this one!
CJJ: What referee would dare to even get involved in this one?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Don’t you have a referee license, CJJ?
CJJ: Nope, I let that expire.
PATRICK MATHEWS: But they don’t ex-
CJJ: EXPIRED. Period.
We can see Cable and Enigma further up the stairs now, fighting among the fans. Most seem to be into the conflict, although a few fans definitely look concerned at the proximity of the wrestlers. Neither Cable nor Enigma pay any attention to them, though, continuing to fight their way up the stairs with right hands, each trying to take the advantage. As their brawl continues, we return to the ring, where Damage now has Newton up in a bear hug, crushing the life out of him. Newton is struggling to get free, fighting to unpin one of his arms so he can go for the face, but Damage has the hold on tightly, squeezing away. In the background, we can see someone running to the ring, with Damage likely assuming it’s a replacement ref.
He’s wrong.
Amber Mansley slides into the ring, a kendo stick in hand, waving it around for a second before smashing it into Damage’s back, breaking the bear hug! Damage staggers forward, stunned, as Mansley swings again, and then a third time, blistering Damage’s back! The crowd is booing heavily, but it turns to cheers as Damage suddenly turns, catching the kendo stick with one hand and yanking it away from a startled Mansley! She takes a few steps back, her hands raised, as Damage prepares to swing. But Newton grabs Damage by the leg, hanging on, distracting him. Damage swings the kendo stick down instead at Newton, knocking him away. He straightens back up… and Joe Montouri is there!!
JKO!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Get those guys out of here!!! They’re not part of this one!!
CJJ: So? The Fortunate Ones do whatever they want, and right now, they’re taking over this main event!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not for long!
CJJ: What do you mean?? … Oh…
J Mont gets to his feet, smirking down at the hurting Damage, as Newton and Mansley get up next to him. But suddenly, Newton goes flying, as he’s sent out of the ring with the Boot Check!! Mansley spins around, but she gets nailed, too, by The Final Bite (Superkick)!! J Mont, stunned, turns and faces off against both “The Bastard” Corey Bull and “The Lone Wolf” Samuel Chatman!! Angered beyond reason, J Mont charges both guys, but they just catch him and lift, powering him back down to the mat!! J Mont rolls away, as Bull and Chatman turn away from him, staring at each other, as if ready to go.
CJJ: Why are THEY here??
PATRICK MATHEWS: Bull and Chatman have their own unfinished business with The Fortunate Ones, clearly!
CJJ: They should just fight each other and leave the eventual winners alone!
Chatman steps up, showing no fear of Bull, who looks happy to consider battling him. But both turn as J Mont grabs at the ropes, hauling himself up. J Mont turns towards them, his eyes locking onto the two men near him, as…
The crowd immediately turns, booing, as Xavier Lux runs for the ring!
CJJ: Yes!! Xavier, help J Mont!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Does this mean Xavier’s joining The Fortunate Ones??
CJJ: Hey, Xavier has a long history with J Mont, he could just be coming to his friend’s aid!
Lux slides into the ring, popping up and immediately going at it with Chatman, even as Bull and J Mont lock up. Lux is a house of fire, though, catching Chatman with a hurricanrana to send him flying! Lux then pops up and hits Bull from behind, stunning him. J Mont nods to Lux, and the two allies work together to bring Bull up, landing a double suplex!! The crowd isn’t pleased, but J Mont and Lux share a handshake. The unity is short-lived, though, as Damage suddenly returns, clotheslining J Mont! Lux turns around, coming face-to-chest with the massive Damage. He steps back, ready to fight, but now Chatman is back on his right… and Bull is rising back to his feet on Lux’s left! Lux looks around, surrounded, as the three men all attack, beating Lux down!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’re seeing some rage released, as none of these men believe that Lux should be in the X Division match!
CJJ: Where the hell is security???
Suddenly, Newton and Mansley are back, attacking Damage and Chatman. Lux is able to recover, going at it with Bull, with all six wrestlers battling it out! Each manages to tackle each other out of the ring and to the floor on three different sides, as the brawl continues! The only one left, J Mont, gets to his feet, looking on in stunned amazement at the battlefield all around him.
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is completely off the grid now!!
CJJ: We never got a new ref! What’s going to happen now?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Are you kidding? It seems clear to me that this one is going to be a…
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MATCH RESULT: NO-CONTEST
Match Time: 10:55
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PATRICK MATHEWS: All of the X-Division contenders left are going at it all over the place!! Who’s even going to make it to Last Chance??
CJJ: The Fortunate Ones will, for sure! I hope…
PATRICK MATHEWS: And Cable and Enigma are gone! I assume they’re still fighting somewhere in the arena!
CJJ: We need to send security after them, we can’t lose our main event!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Security has their hands full right now, just trying to keep all of our fans safe with this melee going on…
CJJ: Only J-Mont’s left in the ring, and he wasn’t even in the main event!
The shot shows the wild brawl going on all around the arena. The crowd is loving it, chanting to “Let Them Fight”, as J-Mont looks around, trying to make up his mind who to attack. His attention gets grabbed, though, as Chris Page appears on the WGWF Tron! The crowd pops huge!
CHRIS PAGE: J Mont, I told you that I had a surprise for you. All me to introduce you to the person that will be refereeing our battle at Last Chance, and I think you know HER all too well…
CJJ: IT’S SONYA FREAKING…
PATRICK MATTHEWS: BENSON!
The volume inside PNC Arena skyrockets when Sonya emerges on the ramp.
J Mont looks sick!
The fans are throwing an ear-busting reaction to the 2023 Heel of the Year but she scoffs at the response, not giving a damn about it. Her one focus is J Mont, whom she stares daggers full of death at.
CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
SONYA BENSON: J Mont, remember when you betrayed me at my lowest moment? Remember when you replaced me with that low-rent flea market version of me? Remember when you caused Norris and Smith to knife me in the back? Remember when Amber took my mom’s jacket off of me, which meant so much to me, and then humiliated me with that porn stack bitch pin? Remember when you had Flash fire me as his last action as General Manager? Do you remember what I told you after all of that?
J Mont looks increasingly angry at her and where this might lead.
SONYA BENSON: I told you that I would have my vengeance at a day and hour of my choosing, and Smash’s Last Chance pay-per-view will be that night. I know you might think I’m referring to the special referee spot in your match, but I’m not. I am contractually bound to be impartial in the match and, like, I sooo totes will be impartial. Cross my heart. Scouts honor.
She does the Girl Scout honor salute which does little to reassure J Mont, who is SEETHING right now.
SONYA BENSON: If anyone will be impartial it’s me since I can’t stand either one of you. But on the flip side of that, I don’t need to screw you over. Chris Page has already made you his BITCH inside a Hell in a Cell. Despite all your talk about him being too old and can’t go anymore, he humiliated you, embarrassed you, for sixty minutes so there’s no need for me to help him beat you. I will take great joy in having an up-close view of him beating your ass though, and I can’t lie, I’m soooo totes going to enjoy it!
She lets her words settle in, and that renowned Benson bitch-face forms.
SONYA BENSON: But, like I said, I am not referencing the special ref spot. I’m referencing this.
Benson pulls out a disc housed inside a disc holder. Mont’s eyes grow HUGE and his anger turns to worry.
SONYA BENSON: This disc has our naughty little secret, Mont. Our little escapade that one night in the Ritz. This disc has the power to end your fresh little marriage, and at Last Chance, when Chris Page has pummeled you into oblivion and beaten you once again, and you’re at your lowest moment, I’m gonna have the production crew play this disc so the whole world, especially your precious Mia, sees what kind of lying, cheating, SHITTER you are!
Mont is ballistic now, taking his anger out on the bottom ring rope and turnbuckles. Page leans into the mic with a smirk on his face.
CHRIS PAGE: She gave me a small sampling of the footage. It was only a few seconds but boy howdy, J Mont, you’re a real piece of work.
Although the fans don’t like J Mont, some of them look worried because it appears that J Mont might be having a stroke any moment now.
SONYA BENSON: It’s poetic justice don’t you think? By the time January 28th rolls around, I will have completed my prison sentence in this sport, so the Last Chance pay-per-view will be literally my last chance to get my revenge, and after that I’m riding off into the sunset with my riches and my islands, never having to worry about this sport nor you ever again. In short… I WIN!!!!!
And with that, she drops the mic and steps away, leaving any more J Mont business to Chris Page.
CHRIS PAGE: J Mont, I’ll see you soon.
Thanks to the following match-writers:
Cholo
Enigma
Thanks to the following segment-writers:
Sonya Benson
Damage
Edward Grado
The Fortunate Ones
FPV
J-Mont
Gideon King
Xavier Lux
Ragnarok
Sports Entertainment Xpress
Seth Stevens
Cholo
Enigma
Thanks to the following segment-writers:
Sonya Benson
Damage
Edward Grado
The Fortunate Ones
FPV
J-Mont
Gideon King
Xavier Lux
Ragnarok
Sports Entertainment Xpress
Seth Stevens
