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Post by So Cal Ultraviolent on May 16, 2017 18:20:19 GMT -5
INT. VIDEO PACKAGE FT. ROWAN BLACKWOOD, ZANDER BLACKWOOD, AND TOMMY KNOX - A video package put together by the new SCUV video editor plays featuring clips of the personal and professional troubles of Rowan and Zander Blackwood. It starts all the way from the beginning showing Breanna Simpson almost getting sacrificed before Rowan’s match with Hanalei Brightly, running down all of Rowan’s victories (and all the times Zander stepped in to make sure his love got those victories), some of Zowan’s sweetest moments, and the arrest. The music changes and since it’s like some broody instrumental music no one knows who to credit for it (and literally no one cares). The entire arrest and Rowan’s breakdown afterwards is shown. Riley stopping Rowan from setting the Ultraviolent Complex on fire. And it’s completed by Tommy Knox taking the redhead out and staking his claim for the Trans-Pacific Championship.
CUT TO PRE-TAPED SEGMENT FROM EARLIER IN THE WEEK: INT. SAN DIEGO POLICE STATION - SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA - CONTINUOUS A distraught, sniffling Rowan Blackwood sits at a small visitor’s table. Across from her and in awful handcuffs is the beautiful bearded Zander Blackwood. Gone is his strong demeanor. Seeing Rowan so lost and so upset has taken its toll on him, and he’s completely powerless. Zander can’t even reassure Rowan that it will be okay because he honestly doesn’t know that it will.
ROWAN BLACKWOOD: “How could they just deny bail like that? I don’t get it. We have the best lawyer money can buy.”
ZANDER BLACKWOOD: “Sometimes things just don’t go our way, Ro. There’s too much evidence and her hands are tied.”
He didn’t even bother to stifle his sigh. Rowan bit down hard on her bottom lip. For years, Zander had been the strong one, while she had been the carefree one and seeing him in such peril just destroyed every single part of her soul.
ROWAN BLACKWOOD: “But she will untie her hands right? Like so to speak. I mean, we can have favors called in. We have people. We have so much money at our disposal. We will get through this.”
Zander shrugged.
ROWAN BLACKWOOD: “Stop! We will get past this. Everything will work out. I’m going to keep making phonecalls. I’m going to make sure you get out of here.”
Before Rowan or Zander can say anything else, a uniformed officer walked in and motioned to Rowan that it was time for her to go. With a sigh, Rowan stands up.
ROWAN BLACKWOOD: “I’ll be back as soon as they let me. Please just trust that everything is going to be okay.”
Zander nods but it’s really just for his wife’s benefit. Rowan blows him a kiss and leaves. As soon as she’s alone and out of sight, she lets her tears fall.
CUT TO PRE-TAPED SEGMENT FROM EARLIER IN THE WEEK: INT. CREEPY CABIN IN THE WOODS - BILLINGS, MONTANA - CONTINUOUS It had taken Riley Calix nearly killing Gunnar Erikssen but he had gotten the location to Micaela Peszek’s whereabouts thanks to Emily Brewer. He had no back-up other than Jace O’Brien’s baseball bat. This was probably the stupidest thing he had ever done for a woman who had done nothing but cause him trouble.
Riley approached the cabin with caution. It was eerily quiet and the moonlight was casting a ghostly glow across the cabin. Riley crept up to the front door, completely unaware of what he might find inside.
20-MINUTES EARLIER Micaela was done being a victim. Jaxon West had stupidly left her alone, thinking the two of them were officially back together. He was a stupid sonofabitch, and for the past few weeks Micaela had been working him and working her way back into his head. She stood at the door and waited, having heard Jax’s truck pull up. The only thing she had been able to find inside the cabin was a fireplace poker and it was the perfect weapon to stab Jax with and make a break for it. The second the massive Jax opened the door, Micaela went for it. She got him right between in the arm. An ear-piercing scream erupted from Jax’s mouth and Micaela lunged again. Jax managed to fend off the blow and sent the fireplace poker flying from her hands. Micaela was ready for the fight and she pounced on Jax, hitting him with everything she had. Jax knocked her off and Micaela hit the ground hard. She quickly got back to her feet but Jax brought his knee up into her gut. Micaela doubled over and Jax grabbed her by the hair and started to drag her back to the bedroom he had kept her locked up in for the first week she was kidnapped. Micaela managed to catch him with her first in his bleeding stab wound, and Jax dropped her. She brought her fist up between his legs and sprinted over to the fireplace poker. The brunette went back for Jax and raised the fireplace poker over her head.
“Burn in hell, bitch.”
CUT TO INT. SPONSORSHIP AD SPONSORED BY MCDONALDS - A clip of Aliyah’s Turner boyfriend, “Lethal” Kevin Richards, eating a McDouble plays. “Come on down after Asylum and try the McDouble, on sale for a buck for two hours after show. Win a gift certificate for a free combo if you can beat “Lethal” Kevin Richards record of twelve McDoubles in one sitting!”
CUT TO FILMED EARLIER TODAY: INT. MCDONALD’S - ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Television Championship contender Linc Coyne stands in front of a picture of “Lethal” Kevin Richards that is hanging on the wall of McDonald’s. It was taken by a staff member immediately after the boyfriend of Aliyah Turner set the new McDouble eating record before the previous edition of Asylum. Needless to say, Aliyah did not pose with him for the picture. However, Linc can’t take his eyes off of it. After a moment, he walks up to the counter.
LINC COYNE: “I want 13 McDoubles.”
The worker behind the counter looks a little confused.
MCDONALD’S EMPLOYEE: “Don’t you have a main event match later on tonight? Is that really the best way to prepare?”
Linc looks a little perplexed as to why this teenager is questioning his decisions.
LINC COYNE: “You probably weigh about 200 pounds and have more acne on your face than I’ve ever seen in my life. Who the fuck are you to tell me how to prepare? You see that picture on the wall? That should be me. I’m so sick of everyone other than myself getting recognition. I want my goddamn picture up on that wall and then later on tonight, when all those idiots who leave the Ultraviolent Complex and come filing into here looking for food to shove in their fat mouths, they’re going to see my picture up there and be like damn, Linc Coyne is not just the Television Champion. He’s not just the face of Hollywood. He’s the face of every-fucking-thing, including eating challenges. Maybe everyone should respect him.”
MCDONALD’S EMPLOYEE: “Uhhhhhh okay. But dude, the challenge doesn’t start until after Asylum.”
Linc takes a deep breath to keep himself from leaping over the counter and strangling a highschool sophomore.
VOICE (O.S.): “A eating challenge, how cute. It’s also totally unhealthy.”
The sound of Trixie’s voice causes Linc to whirl around. The beautiful blond is carrying her Television Championship and she looks completely unimpressed. Linc eyes that belt and smirks.
LINC COYNE: “I don’t give a fuck about whatever warning you sent out to the S-Cal roster earlier in the week. The championship is coming back to Hollywood with me tonight and you will go back to do whatever it is that you do in y-”
Trixie let out a shriek as IKEDA comes flying out of nowhere and nails Linc Coyne in the back of the head with a spinning heel kick. For the second time in as many shows, IKEDA has managed to dispose of Coyne, and he eyes Trixie. IKEDA’s manager, Wesley Baines, walks up behind Trixie and he’s clapping. Trixie turns to the side so she can keep one eye on IKEDA and one eye on Baines.
WESLEY BAINES: “What Coyne had wrong is who the championship is coming home with. IKEDA is here for two reasons. He’s here to win championships and he’s here to hurt people. Tonight Miss Smith you will find yourself on the receiving end of the KIZOKU-NO-SHI and your shoulders will be pinned to the mat for the 1-2-3.”
IKEDA brushes past Trixie, knocking the title from her shoulder. IKEDA and Baines exit, and once Trixie huffs for a minute, she picks up her title and exits as well. As Linc begins to stir and sit up, the teenage employee leans over the counter.
MCDONALD’S EMPLOYEE: “So did you still want that order?”
MATCH ONE:Matthias Black & Hunter Moxley Vs. Richard Drake & Toma Knupp Matthias and Hunter made their entrances with Zahra. Richard was out next, and then Toma who came through the crowd - likely gaining a few more followers into his cult thing while doing so. The match started with Knupp and Hunter in the ring together. Hunter stands almost as tall as Knupp does, but the Prophet doesn’t look intimidated by the ‘Genetic Freak’. Krupp strikes first, hitting the Amazon with a stiff kick to the stomach. It doubled her over for only a moment, and Knupp followed up by grabbing her arm and whipping her across the ring to the far ropes. Moxley hits the ropes and is dropped with a drop toe hold by Knupp, who rolled through with her and instantly applied a crossface submission.
Hunter was much too strong, and it was way too early in the match for it to end this way. Hunter powered herself up, managing to break the hold by not actually doing anything other than standing to her feet. Of course Knupp moved up with her, but it got to the point where he couldn’t hold on anymore - and so he released it. Hunter turned around, closing her fist and landing a huge strike right to Knupp’s jaw that almost takes him off of his feet. He staggered backward, but came back with a forearm shot of his own that rocked Hunter. Hunter staggered back herself, but came back and hit a MASSIVE single leg dropkick that she calls, “VICTIMIZED” to Knupp that sent the Prophet down hard. Hunter has finished matches with this move in the past, but it was too early to end it right now.
Hunter smiled as she hunched forward, using her hand to motion for him to “bring it”. Knupp rolled into his corner and worked his way up to his knees, watching his opponent through narrowed eyes. Before he could move forward, though, Richard Drake reached over the ropes and slapped his partner on the back - tagging himself in. Hunter’s eyes moved to Richard as he arrogantly moved between the ropes and into the ring. He looked at Hunter and smiled, running his hands from his chest down to the waistband of his hot pink tights, pulling them open and mouthing to Hunter to “come grab a handful.”
Hunter looks as if she’s going to vomit, even holding her hand over her mouth. Matthias shakes his head in his corner while Zahra on the outside screams “That’s fucking disgusting!”, and - well - she wasn’t wrong. Richard see’s this as her response and shrugs his shoulders, “Your loss!” he says before sprinting to the Amazon, looking for a clothesline attempt. Hunter was smart, and quick enough to duck underneath the attempt which saw Richard continue his sprint almost into the corner that belonged to Hunter and Matthias. Richard stopped himself before hitting the corner, and smiled. He didn’t expect Hunter to hit him from behind, knocking him face first into the turnbuckle.
Hunter tagged in Matthias, and with Richard trapped in the corner - both Hunter and Matthias began to lay in several boots to him. It finally stopped when Hunter dragged him out of the corner and lifted him - yes, lifted him - onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry hold. Matthias sprinted to the ropes and came back with a very stiff running Big Boot that caught Richard on the side of the head. The impact saw the Sex Machine spin off of Hunter’s shoulder and land hard on the mat. Hunter laughed before exiting the ring, and Matthias continued the assault with a hard elbow drop that drove the point of his elbow into Richard’s back.
Zahra on the outside watched with a wicked grin, watching her man dismantle Richard. The merciless attack lasted until Knupp saw enough and entered the ring, taking it upon himself to break this up and give his partner breathing room. Knupp blindsided Matthias with a running forearm as he was bent over, having his boot placed on Richard’s throat - choking him out. The impact of the shot sent Matthias down, and Knupp was instantly all over him. Hunter came in, taking Knupp out with a running Spear! Knupp rolled to the outside of the ring and Hunter followed him through the ropes.
Richard worked himself up to his feet and seeing Matthias do the same, Richard quickly moved to where Matthias was bent over. Richard wrapped his arm around Matthias’ head, and scaled the ropes - pushing himself off and spinning, hitting a tornado DDT that drove “the King of Wrestling’s” head into the mat. Richard quickly crawled over to Matthias to make a cover, but almost as soon as the referee dropped into position - Matthias powered out. Richard moved up to his feet, grabbing Matthias’ hair and pulling him up to crotch-level, thrusting himself in Matthias’ face.
That didn’t go over well.
Matthias pushed back, and then drove his head into Richard’s dick with a massive headbutt! Richard yelped in pain, instantly letting go of Matthias’ hair and dropping to the ground holding his definition of ‘Moneymaker’. Matthias pushes up to his feet, a scowl on his face now as he grabs Richard and pulls him vertical. Once he was on his feet, Matthias hammered Richard with a hard forearm, followed immediately by another and then another. This put a little distance between them, which enabled Matthias to turn around and hit the ropes. Coming back he looked for a spear - but Richard sidestepped that attack. Matthias hit his knees and was quickly back up to his feet, which is when he ate a dropkick to the face from Richard.
On the outside, Hunter and Knupp kept battling between themselves. Trading strikes and at one point, nearly taking the fight into the crowd. The sequence of strikes finally ended after Knupp hauled off and slapped Hunter in the face with a right hand. He followed up with a left hand slap. The look on Hunter’s face alone would scare a normal human into committing suicide to save the pain of her murdering them. But Knupp decided it would be best to spin around, adding a little flare, before attempting a right arm lariat to finish the sequence he calls “ENTHRALLING”. Hunter ducks underneath the lariat attempt and when Knupp turned around to face her, he expected to see Hunter - instead he is caught by Zahra, who had climbed onto the apron. She runs a short distance before jumping off and catching him with a diving Codebreaker, a move she calls “FROM THE ASHES”!
Hunter and Zahra high five before Hunter rolls into the ring.
Richard had Matthias up and put in the corner, where he had the middle rope mounted and was giving him the traditional “10 Punch Count”. Hunter thought of interfering, but instead climbed out onto the apron. Why? So she could wait until Richard did something stupid. And that would happen when Richard was at the 9 count. He put his hands on the back of his head and rotated his pelvis in Matthias’ face again. Richard’s eyes were closed so he didn’t see Hunter move the length of the apron and tag herself in. Climbing into the ring, she waited for Richard. Richard finally stopped rotating his pelvis and attempted the 10th punch of the move, but Matthias blocked it and pushed Richard off of him - right into Hunter, who locked in “HUNTER’S WAY”!
She dropped back to the mat, wrapping her legs around Richard. You have to give him credit, he didn’t tap out immediately. That was when Matthias decided to begin stomping on Richard. Between the merciless stomps and the submission that was locked in super tight, it wasn’t long now until Richard finally declared that he quit.
WINNERS: Matthias Black and Hunter Moxley
CUT TO INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS SCUV Television Champion Trixie is seen backstage with her title belt slung over her shoulder. She’s just watched Richard Drake tap to Hunter Moxley’s “Hunter’s Way” and to say she’s upset would be an understatement. He’s a huge part of ‘Trixie Law’ and quite frankly, the man is her insurance policy when it comes to Paige. A look of frustration crosses her faces but the blond is quick to mask it. She knows she doesn’t need to get upset right now.
VOICE (O.S.): “Sometimes things just don’t go our way.”
Trixie’s blue eyes darken when she sees Paige’s ‘friend’ Alex Covington standing behind her. Alex is the reason Trixie and Paige will be facing one another come Baptized in Blood.
TRIXIE: “What do you want?”
ALEX COVINGTON: “Nothing much. You know, I could have easily gotten Julian to put Paige in a match against you tonight for the title you hold so dear, but to be honest with you Trixie, Paige is above that shitty piece of tin you carry so proudly on your shoulders. She’s destined for much bigger things here in So-Cal Ultraviolent, like the Trans-Pacific Championship for example. But you better believe she’s going to make sure that you don’t walk out of this building tonight with that belt in your hands.”
Alex walks off and Trixie huffs. Alex has basically just confirmed what she fears the most and that’s the fact that Paige plans to get involved in her match later on that night.
CUT TO INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS So-Cal’s newest sweetheart, the beautiful and bubbly Tiffany is seen walking backstage towards the interview area. Tara Jacobs’ is standing by, ready to conduct another one of her generic interviews. How the woman ever sparked a war between Riley Calix and Gunnar Erikssen is mind-blowing but it is what it is. Tara and Tiffany exchange pleasantries and the cameraman gives them the signal to go ahead.
VOICE (O.S.): “Hey, Tiffany?”
Tara and Tiffany look to the left and Elias Barnes walks into the scene. In his muscley arms is a gorgeous bouquet of roses - three dozen red roses - to be exact.
ELIAS BARNES: “Some flower shop just dropped these off for you.”
TIFFANY: “Wow!”
Elias hands the roses to Tiffany, who seems truly shocked by this extravagant gesture.
TARA JACOBS: “Here, I’ll take them. You grab the card.”
She takes the roses while Tiffany digs the card out. Surely, Dorian wouldn’t send her roses, would he? Her face turned red at the thought. Tiffany wasn’t exactly a flowers and candy kind of girl. Tiffany opens the card and it doesn’t take long for her beautiful smile to turn into a perplexed look.
TARA JACOBS: “What does it say?”
Tiffany glances down at the card again.
TIFFANY: “All it says is L-O-L.”
TARA JACOBS (puzzled): “That’s odd.”
TIFFANY (nodding): “Ummm, very.”
CUT TO INT. BACKSTAGE AREA -- THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX -- CONTINUOUS Noah Reigner stands in the middle of a hallway, feet away from Julian Cortez’s office. His arm still in a sling from Ashtyn’s submission just weeks ago. Just behind him stands Aryanna Cortez, hands clasped together in front of her and her head lowered slightly. In front of him stands Rumble Reyes and Dick Devereaux. All three athletes clad in Los Renegados gear, Rumble in wrestling gear for his match in just a few moments.
NOAH REIGNER “Last week didn’t go as planned, not in the slightest bit. And I’ll tell you both right now, Julian’s pissed that we didn’t end Ashtyn.”
DICK DEVEREAUX “We? That was your task.”
Noah’s eyes shot to Devereaux and narrowed.
NOAH REIGNER “You don’t get to talk to me about shortcomings when you have done nothing substantial.”
Dick didn’t verbally reply, but stepped up nose to nose with his team mate. Aryanna’s head shot up and immediately looked worried at the situation in front of her. It took Rumble to step in, separating them. Rumble literally used one arm to push Noah a few steps back, but never once did he break his stare with Devereaux. That was when Aryanna stepped up and intervened.
ARYANNA CORTEZ “Guys! We don’t need this right now. It was no one’s fault what happened last week. We just need to regroup and move together as a team.”
Noah turned away from the group, looking directly at Rumble.
NOAH REIGNER “You got this tonight, big guy. Teach that bitch that Los Renegados isn’t a bunch of pushovers. And then? Tonight Ashtyn will get what’s coming to her..”
No one in the group noticed Julian Cortez stepping into the hallway out of his office. He cleared his throat loudly, which caused them all to turn to face him.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Okay, let’s discuss tonight.”
CUT TO INT. HYPE VIDEO - “YOU KNOW ME” BY WC FEATURING ICE CUBE & YOUNG MAYLAY - CONTINUOUS - Video clips of newly signed superstar Trent Bishop play. He’s an exciting new rookie with a smashmouth style, hard striking ability, and incredible speed and agility. The video package includes trips of him training with Joey Ryan, showing off inside the ring with other wrestling students, and executing his finisher “CHIN CHECK” on some loser.
INT. THE RINGSIDE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLET COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS When the Trent Bishop hype video ends, the camera pans to the friends and family section of the Complex. Trent Bishop smirks into the camera as Miles Larsen and Christian Nobles hype him up. Trent looks to his left, which is where Paige’s lovely wife Eve is sitting, and he smirks. He doesn’t know who she is. He probably just thinks she’s some hot chick and he’s having a great time sitting in the crowd, interacting with the fans and other friends/family members of his soon-to-be-coworkers.
TRENT BISHOP DEBUTING SOON
MATCH TWO:Tiffany Vs. Elena DeDraca After the ring introductions take place, Tiffany and Elena circle around one another. These two are familiar with one another and the knowledgeable crowd inside the Ultraviolent Complex knows this. They’re cheering and ready to see these two ladies leave it all on the line. The two women lock up with one another and almost immediately, Elena takes Tiffany down to the mat. She wraps the blonde in a front facelock, but Tiffany is able to reverse it into a variation of an armbar. Tiffany wrenches Elena’s arm back but Elena uses her strength to fight through the pain of the early submission attempt and both women rise to their feet. Tiffany still has Elena’s arm in her clutches and she twists it around, working on Elena’s wrist. Tiffany turns that into a nice side headlock, flips Elena over onto her back, and tightens her grip. Once again, Elena fights her way to her feet and she levels Tiffany with a few solid shots to the stomach. Tiffany lets go of the hold and that allows Elena to place Tiffany in the same predicament she had Elena in just moments ago. Elena brings them down to the mat and wrenches that hold in as tightly as she can. Tiffany counters with a headscissors and to which Elena attempts to reverse. The Pale Queen eventually gets to her knees and slips out, and when she does, she hits Tiffany in the face.
Elena takes Tiffany and backs her against the ropes. She violently chops Tiffany across the chest and it brings the blond to her knees. Tiffany clutches at her chest but she does actually get back to her feet. Elena rears back like she’s going to chop Tiffany again, but instead she flicks her across the nose.
Cheeky.
She grabs Tiffany and whips her into the ropes. Tiffany uses the momentum to block an attempted clothesline and brings Elena down with a nice armdrag. Then, she locks the headlock in again. Elena slips out of it and scrambles to her feet, but Tiffany follows suit and whips Elena into the corner. She backs up a bit and leaps in the air and Elena finds herself on the receiving end of a huge splash. Tiffany pulls her opponent to her feet and throws her into the opposite corner. She backs up and splashes Elena again, then drags her to the center of the ring. Tiffany goes for the cover.
1…
KICKOUT!
Elena kicks out well before referee can bring his hand down for the two count. Tiffany pulls Elena up and tosses her back into the corner. Tiffany nails Elena with several decisive kicks and follows it up with an uppercut. Elena is rocked and Tiffany decides to show off by moving into a handstand, grabbing Elena with her legs, and flipping her over. Tiffany stands up, does a backflip, and lands in a pinning position.
1…
2…
Again, Elena kicks out!
Tiffany shows a little bit of frustration, but she doesn’t let it deter her. She pulls Elena up, but the more experienced competitor begins to fight back. She elbows Tiffany until she’s forced to let go, and springs up hitting Tiff with a dropkick. Tiffany goes down and Elena drops down, looking to lock in the cloverleaf. Once she does, Tiffany finds herself in a world of trouble. She reaches out looking to grab the ropes but there’s nothing close. She grits her teeth and tries her best to deal with the pain. The crowd is solidly behind Tiffany and it’s their encouragement that keeps the 20-year old in the match. Elena continues to apply the pressure and blocks out the noise of the crowd. She doesn’t care one way or the other if they’re behind Tiffany. She has a job to do and she wants to win this match.
Very slowly Tiffany starts inching her way towards the ropes. Despite the fact there’s really no breaks in So-Cal, if Tiffany reaches them she can use them to her advantage. Elena puts the stop to Tiffany’s momentum almost as quickly as it started, and pulls them both back to the center of the ring. There’s no quit in Tiffany and Elena knows this. But she’s also smart and knows that taking away Tiffany’s legs will basically render her aerial skills useless.
And it will play right into Elena’s submission repertoire.
There’s not a lot Tiffany can do at the moment and Elena finally lets go of the cloverleaf. Instead of going for the cover, Elena grabs Tiffany by the ankle and drags her over to the ring post. She slips to the outside of the ring for the first time all match and with ankle still in hand, Elena smashes it into the ringpost. Tiffany cries out and showing no mercy, Elena does it several more times. She grabs a handful of platinum blond hair and jerks Tiffany to the outside.
Elena brushes her hair back out of her face and circles Tiffany. She stomps away on that ankle for a little bit before grabbing it, and wrenching it at an awkward angle. It’s the type of ankle lock that would make Kurt Angle weep with pride and Tiffany is trying to scratch, fight, and claw her way out of the hold. Elena is completely relentless and lifts Tiffany’s leg. With a determined look on her pretty face, Elena drives Tiffany’s knee into the ground. She never lets go of that ankle. Desperation sinks in for the perky blond. She’s close enough to the ring that she can reach underneath and Tiffany’s hand grabs for the first thing it touches.
It’s a metal crutch!
Using every bit of strength she has in her body, Tiffany forces Elena to loosen her grip by attempting to reverse the ankle lock. As soon she gets the chance, Tiffany swings the crutch and connects with the side of Elena’s face! Elena goes down and Tiffany crawls a few feet out of the way. There are no count outs in So-Cal (unless crooked Henry Washington is the referee), so referee Adriana Martinez has no choice but to watch along with the crowd as both Elena and Tiffany try to shake off the effects of the match.
Tiffany grips the ring apron and begins to slowly pull herself up. It’s a total struggle because she’s basically been reduced to one leg, but once she gets to her feet she looks around for Elena. Elena is sitting up now and shaking out the proverbial cobwebs. Knowing she has to act fast, Tiffany hobbles over to where that crutch is and scoops it up. Elena sees what’s going on a tick too late and Tiffany slams the crutch into Elena’s face. Tiffany drops the weapon, looks up at the turnbuckles, and points to them.
The crowd practically begs her.
Showing incredible grit, Tiffany limps her way up the steel ring steps and slowly climbs to the top turnbuckle. Even though she has one freaking leg, she’s going for this. Tiffany steadies herself on the top of the turnbuckle and takes a moment to look upwards. Then she launches herself off with a beautiful variation of a swanton.
Well it would have been beautiful.
Elena moves and Tiffany crashes to the concrete!
“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”
Elena rolled out of the way just in time to spare herself, but still lays out on the floor. Tiffany has definitely seen better days. She’s out cold. The chants continue, adding stomps, claps and everything the fans could to make themselves as loud as possible.
It was Elena who moved first. She began to push herself up. First up to her hands and knees, and then finally up to her feet. She staggers around, regaining her balance. Tiffany is still out cold, but Elena knows that - while there are traditionally no rules - she can’t win this on the outside. She grabs Tiffany’s blonde hair and pulls her up to her feet. It’s like moving dead weight as she pushes her closer to the ring, and then underneath the bottom rope. Elena, breathing heavy, rolls into the ring herself and covers Tiffany, in hopes of just putting this one away…
One.. Two.. Thre-----
JUST before the three count, Tiffany pushes her shoulder up off of the mat and a massive roar emerges from the crowd! Elena sits up in a state of shock that Tiffany still has fight left in her. Elena pushes up to her feet, and brings Tiffany up as well. Elena throws Tiffany into the nearest corner and backs up. She points to the girl from the 407 before charging in and jumping into the air -- looking for a front dropkick that she calls, “GSTQ”. Just before both of her feet were to connect to Tiffany’s chest, though, Tiffany moved out of the way and Elena ended up dropkicking nothing but air - crashing down to the mat hard. Tiffany has her arms draped over the top rope and breathes heavy just like Elena was previously.
She must have seen her life flash before her eyes when Elena came in with the dropkick. She takes a breather before noticing Elena using the ropes to pull herself up to her feet. Tiffany grabbed Elena and pulled her away from the ropes, only to get a knee lift to the stomach by the veteran. Elena sprinted to the ropes and came back, jumping into the air and looking to end it quickly with the “LIGHTS OUT” curbstomp. Tiffany moved out of the way again, and just as Elena landed on her feet, she turned and saw Tiffany hitting the ropes and sprinting back. Tiffany jumped up, wrapping her legs around Elena’s neck and executing a beautiful Tilt-A-Whirl.. But follows through, grabbing Elena’s head and driving her face down with a Facebuster! “WELCOME TO THE 407”!
Tiffany wasted no time, turning Elena over and covering her.
One.. Two.. Three!
WINNER: Tiffany
An emotional Tiffany slowly gets to her feet and looks out at the crowd. Just like they cheered for her father, they are cheering for her. She puts her hand over her heart and looks up, paying tribute to her late father, Joe Maccario. No doubt he is smiling down on her right now. Then, Tiffany looks out to the crowd and makes a heart with her hands. Elena has rolled out of the ring by now and made her way to the back. Tiffany finishes celebrating and climbs out of the ring, hoping down and slapping hands with every single ringside fan.
“Hate Me Now” by Nas hits the shitty public address system and fresh off of a victory, former So-Cal Ultraviolent Champion Matthias Black makes his way out from backstage. Behind him is Zahra Phoenix who is carrying a microphone and Zahra just truly looks touched at the lovefest going on between Tiffany and the So-Cal faithful.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “Cute. This is so cute.”
She’s being sarcastic and since they’ve walked out to the ring, Tiffany has stopped in her tracks. Every single positive emotion has drained from her body. It’s almost like she’s seen a ghost. Or two.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “Congratulations Tiffany. What a fantastic match! I’m sure if he wasn’t buried six-feet underground, Joe would be so proud of his precious, little babygirl.”
Zahra looks up at Matthias and makes a gagging gesture. A very small hint of a smile touches Matthias’ lips.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “This day was inevitable, sure. But really Tiffany, what do you hope to accomplish by coming here? Are you trying to win a championship? Awwww, I bet you are. I bet you’re trying to become the Trans-Pacific Champion like dear old dad.”
Zahra roll her eyes.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “Your father was a joke. He was a joke of a champion. And you know what else was a joke? The fact Gage Landon booked his old ass in a scaffold match in the first place. Remember how that worked out? Just in case you’ve gotten forgotten, let me remind you.”
Zahra gestures to the video screen.
INT. SO-CAL ULTRAVIOLENT ARCHIVED FOOTAGE Matthias was bleeding and from her spot down at ringside, Zahra was having a breakdown. She felt powerless. The fucking scaffold. The stupid match. Joe’s heart and absolute will to win and never give up at any cost. Everything was too much. Matthias was getting so close to the edge and Zahra was scared that he was going to slip or get pushed. Joe sensed he had his younger opponent on the ropes (so to speak), and using the crowd to push him he slowly got back to his feet. Joe made his way over to Matthias and began punching him, opening up that wound further. There was a rumor going around that the winner of the match would become the number one contender to Riley Calix’s Ultraviolent Championship and Joe wanted that chance. He wanted the opportunity to fight one of the absolute best in the business right now.
But Matthias Black refused to falter.
Zahra watched as Joe kicked Matthias in the ribs, nearly sending him crashing. Desperation set in. Zahra dropped to her knees and began searching under the ring for some kind of weapon. Eventually she found a hammer and slipped it into the back pocket of her skinny jeans. Without thinking twice, she ran around to the other side of the ring and began climbing up the structure that held the scaffold so she could approach Joe from behind. The crowd was screaming at Joe to turn around but he was too busy trying to end the match and push the massive Matthias Black to the ground. The Orange Beach native was just barely hanging on.
Zahra finally made it to the top and as she stepped on the scaffold, she showed no fear. Joe never saw her approaching from behind but when that hammer struck the back of his skull he felt it. And it didn’t feel right. He had taken blows to the head before but this one rocked him. He tried to shake it off but when he got to his feet and turned around, he felt dizzy. Zahra went to slam the hammer into his face, but Joe blocked the blow. The hammer slipped from Zahra’s hands and crashed to the mat. Behind Joe, Matthias Black was back on his feet. Slowly, the hardcore veteran turned around. Matthias went to boot him in the face and send Joe crashing to the mat, but as he went for the move, Joe passed out. He fell to the ground as Matthias’ boot connected with Zahra’s face.
The crowd fell silent. Matthias’ eyes widened and he lunged for Zahra, barely catching her unconscious body before she fell from the scaffold as well. As Matthias cradled Zahra in his arms, he looked down at Joe Maccario. Joe wasn’t moving and that had not been how the match was supposed to end.
CUT TO INT. THE RINGSIDE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS The fans inside the Ultraviolent Complex are silent. You could hear a pin drop. Seeing the footage So-Cal had buried out of respect for Maccario family play again on So-Cal television and inside the arena was cruel and unnecessary, and somewhat upsetting. Tiffany looked like she might be sick and up on the stage, Zahra and Matthias were locked in a passionate embrace. Once the couple finally broke apart, Zahra raised the microphone to her lips.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “L-O-L Tiffany. L-O-L.”
Zahra drops the microphone and “Hate Me Now” begins playing again. Zahra and Matthias disappear leaving the Tiffany and the crowd inside the Ultraviolent Complex completely stunned.
CUT TO INT. BACKSTAGE AREA -- THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX -- CONTINUOUS Even though his team lost, Toma Knupp doesn’t allow the outcome to affect him much. He walks through the backstage area, followed by half a dozen followers of his cause. Turning a corner and walking into a production area, a couple of lower wage So-Cal employees drop what they’re doing as he passes by, and as if they were brainwashed, they fall in line with the rest of the followers. Toma would finally stop when he notices a new fellow sitting motionless on the floor against a wall. Tilting his head, Toma stared at this man for a second. He sat with his legs crossed underneath him and his eyes closed as if he were meditating. The man wore loose fitting shorts and a sleeveless shirt, and we could tell that he was heavily tattooed. Toma approached him and squatted down in front of him.
TOMA KNUPP “You are an interesting individual, sir. But I can tell just by looking at you, that you don’t have a purpose. You walk alone in this world - lost, searching for a guiding light. I can tell that you have been led astray and you desperately seek guidance to find the way home.”
“Come. Follow me.”
The man, Damian Abaddon, remained unmoved. It wasn’t until Knupp repeated his requests, and gave Abaddon a hard slap to the face and Damian finally opened his eyes. The glare that he gave to Knupp would frighten a normal man, but Knupp wasn’t intimidated.
TOMA KNUPP “I can help you. I can heal your pain and stop your suffering. FOLLOW ME!”
His voice raised in intensity before he slapped Abaddon again. It was that slap that snapped Abaddon out of whatever trance he was in, and he exploded up to his feet. Knupp didn’t take too kindly to this snake drawing back and readying himself to strike, so Knupp took it upon himself to strike first. Right hand slap, left hand slap, and a lariat that came from out of nowhere. Yes it took Abaddon down, but he was almost immediately back up to his feet and then left them, jumping up and hitting Knupp with a high knee strike that put the Prophet on the ground! Abaddon landed on his feet in a fighting stance. Knupp returned to his feet, holding his bearded jaw. But before anything else can happen, Alix and Lindsay ran into the scene separating the two.
TOMA KNUPP “You will regret that.”
Was the last thing that was said before we..
CUT TO PREVIOUSLY TAPED SEGMENT FROM JAPAN -- CONTINUOUS Cutting to static, the video feed from Asylum is interrupted. After a few moments of fuzz, the picture then transitions to a balcony of a hotel overlooking Osaka, Japan. Scanning over the life below, a glass door is heard sliding before a few footsteps echo in the background. Turning to the right, the camera catches a glimpse of Tommy Knox wearing an Asian rice hat and dressed in a white robe, trying his best to pull off the look of Raiden from Mortal Kombat. With two chopsticks in hand, he uses them to pinch a joint as he raises it to his lips and takes a slow drag.
TOMMY KNOX "Ahyayayaya!!!"
He yells as he tries to do his best imitation of the character from the actual video game. Placing the chopsticks and joint down on a table beside him, he slowly approaches the camera with his squinted eyes staring directly into the lens.
TOMMY KNOX "So-Cal, just because I'm not there in person doesn't mean that I've forgotten about you. I had some other matters that required my attention in Japan but believe, Rowan, I haven't forgotten about you one bit."
Removing the Asian rice hat from his head, he tosses it aside before looking back into the camera.
TOMMY KNOX "I told you that I was comin' for you. I don't care who you have helpin' you when I do. I'm goin' to even the score once and for all... and I don't give a fuck if that means makin' you a widow in the process! I get it, you can't fight your own battles, especially when the person standin' across from you is twice your size. You make a fine champion but if it's the last thing that I do, I'm goin' to relieve you of those duties. Bring Zander, bring Micaela, fuck... bring the whole goddamn locker room with you. I'm not goin' to rest until you're on your back lookin' up at the lights and takin' an 'L' by these hands and these hands alone."
Swiping the hair from his face, he looks over the city for a short moment as the sounds from beneath can be heard during his silence. Turning back to the camera, he slowly shakes his head from left to right before breaking his silence.
TOMMY KNOX "Two weeks ago I gave you just a mere taste of what's in store for you when we finally step in that ring officially. I told you that I was comin' for your Trans-Pacific Championship real soon and I meant every last word of it. Consider yourself lucky tonight. Consider this a night off without havin' to look over your shoulder the entire time at Asylum. Once my business here is handled, I'm followin' through on what I said. Real soon, you best believe that. The American Highlife is comin' home and pickin' up what's his from the cleaners."
CUT TO INT. HYPE VIDEO - “GET YOUR GUNN” BY MARILYN MANSON - CONTINUOUS - Video clips of Damon Xalvador begin playing. The footage is in a dingy and dark warehouse location with an old dusty ring set up. The video shows several flashes that are synched up perfectly with the drums rhythm.
Flash: Clip of Damon dropping an unsuspecting victim from a Military Press hold. Flash: Huge spinebuster onto another victim. Flash: A camel clutch wrenched in so tight that his opponent’s back is bent almost at an unnatural angle. Flash: Elevated Chickenwing dropped into a wheelbarrow facebuster, which nearly kills a guy as his face lands hard on a steel chair.
The last clip we’re left with is one of Damon Xalvador ducked between the top and middle ropes, staring deep into the camera.
DAMON XALVADOR BAPTIZED IN BLOOD
CUT TO INT. THE CATERING AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Having been attacked by IKEDA again earlier in the day at McDonald’s, Linc Coyne is understandably upset as he makes his way into the catering area. He's surprised to see it cleaned up and not roped off. He had made it perfectly clear that he wanted the area left as is. This week the catering area is divided into two sections; one with McDonald’s food and the other featuring a full gourmet spread from the man known as Cook. Cook is there in catering and he doesn't understand why the McDonald’s table has been ravaged and why his perfect food hasn't been touched. His meal is so beautiful that even the judges on Chopped wouldn't be able to find a single flaw in his food.
LINC COYNE: “What the fuck?”
COOK: “I know, right? I can't believe the garbage people put in their bodies these days. The beef on those burgers probably isn't even real.”
Linc looks at Cook like he's a moron.
LINC COYNE: “Where the fuck is the janitor?”
Cook looks confused.
COOK: “Eddie?”
LINC COYNE: “I don't know his name. He's just a janitor.”
Eddie the Janitor walks into the scene, with his cleaning stuff, and noticeably bandaged hands. He takes one look at Linc, drops everything, and runs. Linc narrows his dark eyes.
LINC COYNE: “I swear when I’m Television Champion things are going to change around here. And Captain Japan, he's going to be the first person I start with.”
Linc looks over at Cook’s upscale restaurant quality food and curls his nose up on disgust.
LINC COYNE: “Not exactly Wolfgang Puck are you?”
The Hollywood stuntman kicks over Cook’s catering table and storms off leaving. Cook is heartbroken.
CUT TO INT. THE RINGSIDE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Standing inside the ring is SCUV broadcaster, Miles Larsen. He is holding a microphone and getting ready to conduct an interview with Philip Corvington III and Gunnar Erikssen. Normally this would be Tara Jacobs’ job but because she used to fuck Gunnar, she can’t be professional around him. That’s why Miles is handling this.
MILES LARSEN: “Ladies and gentlemen, last week Philip Corvington III was the vic-”
Philip snatches the microphone from Miles’ hands.
PHILIP CORVINGTON III: “I was a victim!! I was the victim of an unprovoked attack at the hands of Hailey Banks and Aiden Van’t Hoff. Not only did they attack me, but they bound and gagged me like I was some kind of ferocious animal. It was absolutely awful and never in all of my 35-years have I ever been treated so horrible.”
He dramatically shudders. Gunnar is literally just there because he has nowhere else to be right now.
PHILIP CORVINGTON III: “Hailey Banks and Aiden Van’t Hoff won't go unpunished for involving themselves in our business. My client and I are out here to let them know that somewhere down the road, at a future Asylum, they will meet their fate at Gunnar’s hands. It can be a singles match. It can be a handicap match. It ca-”
Philip is abruptly cut off as “Hollaback Girl” by Gwen Stefani hits the PA system. A smiling Hailey Banks walks out alongside Aiden Van’t Hoff. She has a microphone in her hand.
HAILEY BANKS: “I've never been one to turn down a challenge so if you are actually issuing one on behalf of your beefy client, then I'm totally down. Two weeks ago we were just having a little fun and we wanted to send a message to little Miss Trixie and Aiden’s ummm wife…”
Aiden cringes.
HAILEY BANKS: “That business is business, and it's best to just stay in line. Philip, I'm sorry we had to involve you. But hey, I'm game.”
Hailey shrugs and beams, heading back to the backstage area. She passes the mic to Aiden.
AIDEN VAN’T HOFF: “Never hurts to mix business with pleasure though.”
Aiden gestures towards the monitors and a few of Dr. Brewer’s racy pictures flashed across the screen.
AIDEN VAN’T HOFF: “Who's the freak in the hot tub?”
While Aiden and Hailey were looking at the Ultraviolent screen, Gunnar had exited the ring and sprinted up the walkway - hammering Aiden from behind with a huge clubbing forearm to the back. Hailey turned around when Aiden’s body hit the floor beside her, and almost got her pretty little head kicked off of her shoulders by a big boot from Gunnar. Gunnar turned back to Aiden who saw the kick to Hailey and was furiously getting back up to his feet. Gunnar took him down with an excellent double leg takedown, quickly mounting and feeding him straight punches to the face.
A majority of them went unblocked and busted up Aiden’s face pretty good. It took Alix and Elias coming out to pull Gunnar off of Aiden, but not even that stopped him for long. Aiden was beginning to return to his feet, when Gunnar pushed past both security guards - grabbing Aiden, lifting him up and hitting a devastating Ura-nage slam onto the concrete floor. Gunnar stands over Aiden, furious. Hailey was coming to and she crawled over to Aiden - both of which were immediately protected by Elias who moved between them and Aiden.
MATCH THREE:Finn Whelan Vs. Lexi Sheckler Lexi Sheckler is the first one out to the ring area, and as always ‘the Black Label’ is all business. She didn’t even climb into the ring, though. She stopped at ringside when she saw Kei Hideshima standing in the crowd. It was as if the crowd had purposely left enough space around him for Lexi to notice, or maybe she was looking specifically for him? Who knew? But her entrance music was replaced with Finn’s and the ‘Seattle Saint’ pushed through the curtain. He too was always all business when he emerged from the back. Never very much taunting at all and tonight was no different at all. He made a b-line for Lexi.
She was prepared and the two immediately began to go strike for strike. Lexi ends up getting the upper hand due to her striking prowess and training. She blocks a strike from Finn and manages to land a series that sends the Seattle native stumbling back. Lexi reaches out, grabbing the back of his head and throwing him into the barrier. Here she lines him up and delivers a stiff open hand chop that immediately turns his chest deep red. Finn pushes himself away from her with Kei watching intently. Lexi picks up a cord from the floor, presumably a patch cable or something, and wraps it tightly around Finn’s neck. She pulls back, choking him and controlling his movements now - pulling him back to her.
She rolls him onto the apron, his head and neck hanging over. Releasing the cord, she feeds him another forearm shot before stepping away a few feet. She then takes a running charge and hits an incredibly stiff Yakuza kick to the side of Finn’s head. Lexi looked right at Kei again, a wicked smirk touching her lips before turning around and sliding into the ring. Pulling Finn away from the ropes, she mounted him and began to deliver MMA style driving elbow strikes to Finn’s head. The referee was powerless, letting it continue until Lexi felt it was a good time to stop. She let out a primal scream and grabbed one of Finn’s arms, moving away and locking in an armbar.
CUT TO INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Noah Reigner and Aryanna Cortez are watching the match on a monitor backstage. For whatever reason, Noah’s disdain for Lexi Sheckler is just something he can’t let go despite what’s going on with Los Renegados. Aryanna places a comforting hand on his arm.
ARYANNA CORTEZ: “You need to just let this go.”
NOAH REIGNER: “She had the nerve to challenge me two weeks ago, Arya. I will never let that go and I never back down from any challenge. I know we have bigger things to deal with right now, but I’m going to destroy that bitch as soon as my arm is ready to go. Lexi is walking proof of what happens when people stay too long in the business. I’m going to take her out.”
ARYANNA CORTEZ: “The only thing you need to focus on is doing what my dad wants done. He’s not going to rest until Ashtyn Rave, Reece Crosslin, and Aliyah Turner are taken out of So-Cal. Aliyah’s suspension ends at Baptized in Blood. She will be back.”
Noah shrugs, never taking his eyes off the match.
NOAH REIGNER: “Rumble will take care of Aliyah.”
Aryanna just sighs.
CUT TO Finn had slipped out of the armbar, and has fought his way up to his feet. Lexi, though, now has him trapped in the corner feeding him stiff uppercuts. Lexi backed away again only to charge in, looking for a flying Busaiku knee. Finn moved out of the way and Lexi’s knee connected with the turnbuckles. And now Finn took control. He immediately grabbed Lexi’s hair - pulling her out of the corner. He stomped on the fallen body of ‘the Black Label’ a couple of times before allowing her to stand. Once she was vertical, he hit her with a dropkick that put her right back down.
From there, Finn was up to his feet quickly and sprinted to the corner that they previously fought in. He jumped up onto the bottom rope, springboarding off of him and flipping backward - hitting a perfect moonsault onto Lexi. He knew it was too early to go for the pin over the vet, so he returned to his feet and returned to the corner. He climbed up to the middle turnbuckle and waited for Lexi to return to her feet. Once she did, Finn jumped off - grabbing her head and driving her back down to the mat with a bulldog. Immediately he pushed himself up to his feet, noticing that Lexi had fought up to her hands and knees. He sprinted to the far ropes, hit them and came back - jumping up and looking for the “SEATTLE TERROR” curbstomp. But much like Tiffany did to Elena earlier, Lexi moved out of the way. Lexi would grab the back of Finn’s pants and shirt, and rushed him to the ropes, dumping him to the outside of the ring.
Lexi took a breather before looking down at Finn. Finn landed on the floor, but his immediate reaction was to reach underneath the ring. He withdrew a steel chair and used it to help push himself up to his feet. In the ring, Lexi doesn’t notice the chair in Finn’s hand, as she has turned away from him and sprinted to the far ropes. After bouncing off of them, she charges across the ring toward Finn on the outside. She leaps, diving through the top and middle ropes - looking to hit a suicide dive onto Finn. But he had other plans..
CRACK!
He brought up the steel chair and she went head first into it. Her body hit the floor awkwardly. Finn didn’t hesitate for one second before mercilessly laying into Lexi with the chair over, and over, and over again. Showing that aggressiveness that other companies try to harness, Finn was unleashing it all now. He threw the chair behind him carelessly, almost taking out a fan in the front row. Lifting Lexi up, who’s now bleeding from that chair directly to the face, he sends her hard into the steel steps. Running in after her, he sandwiched her between the steps and his boots as he hit a hard dropkick again. After landing on the floor, he pushed himself up and grabbed her hair - lifting her and putting her into the ring.
He followed her, and even though she had taken a lot of punishment in the last few minutes, she was still quick thinking. Slipping her hand into the pocket of her Dickie’s shorts, she withdrew a steel chain that she wrapped over her knuckles. Finn had entered the ring and was now to his feet. Moving over to his opponent, he bent down to lift her up when she struck. Firing a chain-loaded fist directly to his face. Finn dropped back, and Lexi used her impressive endurance and stamina to explode up to her feet for her second wind. She tackled Finn down to the mat, hammering him with that chained fist, eventually cutting him open. Now both competitors were bleeding.
Lexi shot back up to her feet and waited for Finn to return to his. He sat up and wiped blood away from his eyes before pushing up vertical. He turned to Lexi, who fired a wild haymaker. Finn ducked underneath it and landed a well placed right shoot kick to her ribs. She dropped the chain and took a step back before attempting a heart punch. Finn, though, grabbed her arm as she thrusted it forward, stopping the strike and delivered a quick and stiff boot to the stomach. That doubled her over, and Finn was quick to hook his arm around her head, and his free arm underneath one of hers. He lifted her up and swiftly dropped back, spiking her head into the mat with the “REVELATION 6:4”.
Turning her onto her back, he covered her.
One.. Two.. Three!
WINNER: Finn Whelan
CUT TO INT. SPONSORSHIP AD SPONSORED BY MCDONALDS - A clip of Tiffany meeting fans and signing autographs in front of McDonald’s from two weeks ago plays. “If a girl like Tiffany can hang out at McDonald’s, so can you. Come see us after Asylum. McDoubles on sale tonight for two hours after the show ends.”
CUT TO INT. MCDONALD’S PARKING LOT - ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS The soon to be debuting Eliza Dresden sits behind a merchandise table signing autographs for the fans. She scrawls her signature across a used napkin, tries not to make a face, and poses for a photo with a fan. When that fan leaves, the next one steps up.
MALE VOICE: “Hi.”
Eliza looks up to see Richard Drake’s business partner and friend, Tommy. He is holding out a business card.
ELIZA DRESDEN: “Uhhhh hi.”
She doesn't take the business card.
TOMMY: “Look. I know that you're kind of newish to the wrestling business and sometimes it just doesn't work out for girls like you.”
ELIZA DRESDEN: “Girls like me?”
TOMMY: “Right! Richard and I just wanted to let you know that you've always got a job with us. You have this unique face, striking eyes really. And we’ve recently purchased Cookies N Cream over there. We’re always looking for talent.”
He drops the card on the table, gives Eliza an appreciative glance over, and saunters off. Eliza looks down at the business card like it has a disease. She literally just can not even after that.
CUT TO INT. THE OFFICE OF JULIAN CORTEZ - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Dr. Emily Brewer sits across from Julian, a nervous look on her face. This has been the worst week of her life, and it’s probably not going to get any better. Julian has questioned the professionalism of Emily on several occasions and judging from the look on his face, he’s about to do it again. His assistant, Samantha Baltimore is also in the room.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “Dr. Brewer, we have had this conversation before, but it doesn’t seem to resonate with you for whatever reason. Your personal life and extracurricular activities have continued to overshadow the job you were brought here to do, and whereas I sympathize with your plight, I can’t have you working here anymore.”
Emily went to protest, but Julian held up his hand.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “I’m sending you away with a letter of recommendation and a nice severance package that will hold you over for awhile. Dr. Brewer, wherever you land next, please don’t get involved with the staff or patients. In all my years of business, I’ve never seen it end well. You’re dismissed. Samantha, escort her out and see that someone boxes up her belongings and has them shipped.”
Numb, Dr. Brewer stands up and allows Samantha to lead her out. Samantha says nothing as she leads Emily down the hallway and towards the back exit. Along their way, Emily and Samantha pass Gunnar Erikssen and Philip Corvington III. Gunnar looks down at his ex-lover in pure disgust which causes tears to fill Emily’s eyes. Once they reach the door, Samantha holds it open for Emily.
SAMANTHA BALTIMORE: “Good luck in your future endeavors.”
CUT TO EXT. PARKING LOT -- THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX -- CONTINUOUS Paige is shown happily sauntering into the SCUV parking garage looking awfully satisfied, clearly looking forward to the things that she has planned. Her eyes scan the area for a few seconds before her lips curl up into a wicked smirk. She walks up to Alex who is leaning on the driver side door of her own car, arms crossed, observing a pink sports car that’s in front of her. Paige circles the car and stops when she gets to the front licence plate that says “TRIX” causing her to roll her eyes.
PAIGE "Of fucking course."
Alex walks beside her with a metal baseball bat in hand. She holds it out while leaning to barely whisper in Paige’s ear.
ALEX COVINGTON "Do it. Make that bitch pay."
Paige doesn’t reply. Just simply takes the bat and wastes no time swinging it into the windshield like she was Barry Bonds, sending glass shattering everywhere. Alex just goes back to former position of leaning on her Maserati watching Paige do work. Paige takes one swing at the side mirror, leaving it hanging by a thread before kicking it completely off. She continues to walk around the car mercilessly swinging at it, making sure each window is almost completely broken with multiple dents for good measure.
ALEX COVINGTON "Let’s wrap it up before someone comes out here."
PAIGE "I just have one more thing to do."
She takes out a can of black spray paint and begins to spray all around the vehicle before finalizing it with “SLUT” on the bent and dented hood.
PAIGE "There! All done."
Alex lets out a laugh and begins to clap her hands.
ALEX COVINGTON "Fantastic! Now let’s go to finalize the plans for your ma-"
Before Alex could finish her sentence, she is yanked by the front of her shirt into a heated kiss with Paige! It’s a broken a part when Paige pulls back. She seems a bit taken back by her own actions, but is immediately shoved against Trixie’s car, or what’s left of it, and pounced on by Alex as they begin to kiss again.
CUT TO PRE-TAPED SEGMENT FROM EARLIER IN THE WEEK: INT. CREEPY CABIN IN THE WOODS - BILLINGS, MONTANA - CONTINUOUS Riley kicked opened the door of the cabin and walked in. He was proceeding with caution. There was running water coming from a room down the hallway and he quickly followed the sound of it.
RILEY CALIX: “Micaela!”
Micaela whirled around and when she did Riley’s eyes widened. She was covered with blood.
RILEY CALIX: “What the fuck?! What did he do to you?!”
MICAELA PESZEK: “What are you doing here?!”
Riley dropped the bat and pulled Micaela into his arms. She was quick to shove him back and Riley gave her a confused look.
MICAELA PESZEK: “You need to leave.”
RILEY CALIX: “The fuck I do. What the hell is going on?!”
MICAELA PESZEK: “Don't fucking worry about. How the hell did you find me anyway?!”
RILEY CALIX: “How can you possibly be angry that I'm trying to save your life?”
MICAELA PESZEK: “Do I look like I need someone to save my life? I literally just killed my husband.”
Riley was speechless.
CUT TO INT. JULIAN CORTEZ’S OFFICE -- THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX -- CONTINUOUS
Samantha Baltimore is seen in the boss’s office, finishing filing contracts of newly hired stars Damon Xalvador and Kelly O’Bryan. Julian Cortez was nowhere in sight. A knock at the door interrupted her, and with a frustrated sigh she turned around and closed the drawer of the filing cabinet. Walking to the door, she opened it - revealing Reece Crosslin. Samantha stuck her head out of the office, looking both ways before pulling him in and closing the door.
SAMANTHA BALTIMORE “What are you doing here? Julian will kill you if you finds you around here.”
REECE CROSSLIN “You’re the one who texted me that you needed to talk.”
SAMANTHA BALTIMORE “Yes, and I was going to come find you.”
REECE CROSSLIN “Well I’m here now, so what’s up?”
Samantha turned to Julian’s desk, pulling out a contract that he was previously working on.
SAMANTHA BALTIMORE “He’s planning a title match at Baptized in Blood. And…. it took some convincing, but I got you added.”
Reece looked up from the contract.
REECE CROSSLIN “What do you mean, ‘took some convincing’?”
SAMANTHA BALTIMORE “Nothing for you to worry about, especially now that you’re going to get your title shot.”
She smiled proudly. Reece was skeptical, but his eyes returned to the contract a smile touched his lips too.
REECE CROSSLIN “Thanks - for whatever you did - babe.”
He leaned forward and gave her a quick kiss. Afterword, she pulled away and removed the contract from his hands.
SAMANTHA BALTIMORE “Now go before Julian catches you!”
Reece turned and exited the office, making sure no one saw him. … But didn’t see Aryanna around the corner watching him exit.
MATCH FOUR: “Rumble” Reyes Vs. Paige The big “Rumble” Reyes has made his way to the ring clad in Los Renegados gear. He stood tall and motionless in his corner while So-Cal’s Terminator, Paige, walked down the walkway. Her arm was heavily casted, and her overall appearance was edgier than normal. She climbed into the ring, unphased by Rumble’s size and stature. She marched right up to the muscle of the Los Renegados and stood nose to… well, chest with him. The bell rung and Paige was first on the offensive, if you want to call it that. With her good hand, she hit Rumble with a stiff forearm shot that barely moved the big man. In fact, he laughed it off.
Paige didn’t like that. Not one bit. She swiftly kicked him in the stomach before turning and sprinting to the far ropes. When she came back, she jumped up to hit a dropkick -- but Rumble sidestepped her, and Paige flew feet first into the ropes, wrapping herself up in them. It didn’t last long before she dropped out and crashed to the mat. Frustrated, she slammed her hand onto the mat before beginning to work herself up. She had help, though. Rumble reached out - grabbing her hair and with one hand, he pulled her to her feet. Paige would twist around and fire another shot to Rumble’s stomach. That didn’t do much, so she tried it a couple more times before, with a frustrated scream, stomped hard on his foot.
Rumble instantly released his hold on Paige and backed up a couple feet. The pain coursing through his foot sent shockwaves throughout his body, and in turn all that did was upset the big man. He lunged at Paige, but she dodged his advances. He turned back to face her, only to catch a kick to the outside of the leg. He buckled just a bit, but didn’t falter. The look in his eyes was murderous, though. If he could just get his hands on her..
She dodged another unsuccessful grab from Rumble, hitting another swift and stiff kick to the leg. He buckled a little more, but this time caught Paige with a huge right hand that put the Terminator down quickly. Paige looked out of it, but shook it off before climbing up to her feet. While Rumbe’s punches were heavy, they were slow. He reached back, looking to throw another huge haymaker, but Paige avoided it and hit another kick to that same leg. Seeing him buckle slightly again gave her the idea to sprint to the ropes and come back, looking for that dropkick again - this time aiming for that leg. And this time..connecting.
The impact of the dropkick took Rumble’s leg from underneath him, and the crowd gasps that Paige actually managed to take him off of his feet. Paige was quickly up to her feet and moved to the big Rumble. She stomped on him multiple times before leaning forward and grabbing his head. She had the plan to pull him up, but it didn’t go as she expected. He reached up, wrapping a hand around her throat. He pushed himself up, still choking Paige. But she’s relentless. Once he was up to his feet, she successfully kicked him in the balls which immediately loosened his grip. He didn’t drop to the ground, though, but held his tender bits. Paige scowled and turned, running to and hitting the ropes. She bounced back and looked to hit Rumble with a lariat - but instead he reached out, grabbing her neck with both hands and - using her own momentum - lifted her and threw her up and over him with a huge release Two-Handed Choke Toss!
Paige hit the mat hard, immediately grabbing her lower back with her good hand. The look on her face tells the entire story. Rumble returned to his feet and moved to Paige. He grabbed her hair, easily lifting her to her feet once more. But the fight was still there. Paige knocked his hand away and ‘The Terminator’ fired a few forearms with her good hand. It wasn’t enough to do anything except put a little distance between them. That’s all she needed. She hit the ropes behind her and came back.. Flying forearm! Instead of her good arm, though, she used her casted arm! That took Rumble down. Both hit the mat and the look on Paige’s face tells us that she immediately regretted that decision. But she had the big man down and pinned him.
One.. Two..
Rumble kicked out decisively at two.
Paige grew frustrated and returned to her feet. She favored her broken arm, of course, and waited for Rumble to return to his feet. It didn’t take long before he pushed himself up. She reached around, trying to grab both of his hands to turn him around and plant him with the “SWEET SACRIFICE”. Once she finally managed to grab him and spin around, he powered out and pushed her against the ropes. She bounced off and was caught with a big boot right to the jaw!
Paige fought her way back to her feet and that’s when Rumble grabbed her, positioning her head between his legs and wrapping his arms around her waist. With ease he lifted her up in a powerbomb hold. He slipped his arms up to spread hers in a crucifix position before tossing her into the center of the ring with the “RICHTER 9 POWERBOMB”. Paige’s body was limp and Rumble moved to cover her.
One.. Two.. Three.
WINNER: Rumble Reyes
CUT TO INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Samantha Baltimore opens the door of Julian Cortez’s office and escorts Elena DeDraca outside. Before the British beauty exits, she turns around and nods towards Julian, who is sitting behind his desk.
ELENA DEDRACA: “Thank you.”
Julian merely nods and Elena heads down the hallway. She's actually smiling.
CUT TO INT. BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Hailey Banks bites down on her bottom lip and sighs. She goes to touch Aiden Van’t Hoff’s left eye, which is already swelling thanks to Gunnar’s heavy strikes from earlier. Aiden pushes her hand away.
AIDEN VAN’T HOFF: “Just don't touch it.”
Hailey sighs and drops her hand.
HAILEY BANKS: “Maybe we went too far, Aiden. Maybe we shouldn't have gotten involved in any of this.”
AIDEN VAN’T HOFF: “Don't do that. Don't stand there and start second guessing everything. I'm fucking sick of watching you let people walk all over you. You let them take advantage of you and you don't stick up for yourself. You're Hailey Banks. That's fucking awesome. Sure, you’re an Alabama grad and fan, but no one is perfect.”
Hailey smiled a tiny smile and Aiden puts his hands on her shoulders.
AIDEN VAN’T HOFF: “No one is going to push us around here. I'm not scared of Gunnar and he'll get his before the night is over. Mark my words.”
Hailey nodded and Aiden placed a kiss on the top of her head. The out of character affectionate gesture caught them both off guard and they simply looked at one another. Aiden eventually broke eye contact and the moment was lost. Together, they headed off the down hallway.
CUT TO INT. BACKSTAGE AREA -- THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX -- CONTINUOUS Trixie and Richard Drake stood in a secluded (or so they thought) area backstage. Trixie wore a custom made “Trixie-Law” shirt and her championship draped over her shoulder.
TRIXIE “Thanks for meeting me here Richard.”
RICHARD DRAKE “Anything to get you alone, sweetheart.”
Trixie rolled her eyes.
TRIXIE “So do we have a deal? I need you to keep Paige away from ringside. With this restraining order lifted, I know she’s going to try and come down and ruin this match for me. I know she’s going to try to make me lose MY Trixie-Vision title. If you do that… I guess I will let you touch some of my hair.”
RICHARD DRAKE “We have a deal sweetcheeks.”
Before they could make it official with a handshake, though, it was shown to them just how un-secluded this area was. Hunter Moxley ran into the scene and hit Richard from behind. She hit him so hard that he fell face first to the floor. Hunter looked up at Trixie, who had her title in her hands ready to hit Hunter. Trixie froze like a deer in the headlights when she locked eyes with Hunter. A second that seemed like eternity for Trixie passed before she broke the silence.
TRIXIE “You know what? I’m good.”
Trixie turned and began walking away. Hunter watched as she disappeared, this allowed Richard to use one of the near by work crates to pull himself up to his feet. Hunter turned around just as Richard reached out, grabbing her shirt. The fabric of the shirt ripped a bit, revealing Hunter’s black bra. Richard stopped everything and stared, mesmerized at the exposed bra-covered bosom of Hunter Moxley. Hunter, though, wasn’t as pleased as Richard was.
She lunged forward, attacking Richard’s unsuspecting face with numerous strikes. Punch, forearm, punch, forearm repeatedly. Richard would finally emerge from the onslaught after several strikes landed. His lip busted open and beginning to bleed a little bit. He charged to Hunter, but she stopped him dead in his tracks with a well timed Big Boot. Richard stirred and began to move on the ground. Hunter bent forward a little, watching as Richard returned to his feet. That was when Hunter sprinted forward and SPEARED him directly into the wall. Richard’s back hit the wall hard, and it caused his head to snap back, smashing off of the wall.
Richard’s limp body fell to the floor. Hunter removed the torn shirt and left it on top of Richard’s face.
HUNTER MOXLEY “There’s a fucking souvenir for you.”
She said before walking away.
CUT TO INT. ‘THE PLANT’ TRAINING FACILITY -- CONTINUOUS Wesley Baines, former So Cal Ultraviolent Trans-Pacific champion walked into the Plant; the training facility for SCUV that was located immediately behind the Ultraviolent Complex. He knew that his client, IKEDA, had a big match tonight and was probably locked away in here - going HAM on a punching bag. And from the distinct sounds of flesh meeting a heavy bag, he knew he was absolutely correct. After finding the source of the noise, Wesley leaned against the doorframe that lead into the room where IKEDA was seen throwing combination strikes at the bag. Right, Left, Right, Left kick. Left, right, left, jumping Right knee.
WESLEY BAINES “You all ready for tonight?”
IKEDA didn’t respond, just continued to throw strikes against the bag.
WESLEY BAINES “Stupid question, I know you’re ready. … Mark my words, Takehiko, neither Linc or Trixie are going to be prepared for your strikes, And I can guarantee you that if you land a big one on both of them, you will be walking out of the Complex tonight with the Television Championship.”
IKEDA finally stopped and looked over his shoulder. The former Ultraviolent champion knew exactly what it was going to take in order to leave as Champion again.
IKEDA “I make them hurt”
WESLEY BAINES “You’re damn right you will with those!”
Wesley said in reference to IKEDA’s strikes. A smile crossed his face and he turned to lead IKEDA back to the Ultraviolent Complex.
MATCH FIVE:Reece Crosslin Vs. Gunnar Erikssen Gunnar Erikssen was in a foul mood. He was all business and focus as he made his way down to the ring. Behind him was Philip Corvington III who had a smug look across his face. “Requiem” by Avenged Sevenfold fades as the former Ultraviolent Champion steps inside the ring. He rolls his shoulders and practically snaps at Savannah Harper as he paces around the ring like a caged animal. “California Love” by Dr. Dre and Tupac hits the crap PA system and after a moment, the face of So-Cal Reece Crosslin walks out. Reece is barely out of the curtain when his music is abruptly cut. Reece stops and when “My Name Is” by Eminem hits, Reece turns around. The charismatic Henry Washington steps out and in additional to his obnoxious entrance, Henry has added a very fancy robe to his attire.
99.9% sure he stole the robe from Hunter Moxley moments ago because he sure wasn't wearing it during the previous match.
Henry brushes past Reece, knocking into his shoulder, and Reece does not look impressed. Henry saunters into the ring and poses directly in front of Gunnar, which probably isn't the best idea. Gunnar shoves him from behind because he's not interested in antics and after seeing that exchange, Reece sprints to the ring. He slides in and leaps on Gunnar, raining down blow after blow on the big man. Gunnar is momentarily stunned but he backs into the corner and slams Reece against the turnbuckles. Shaking off the effects of Reece’s smart, sneak attack Gunnar clubs Reece in the chest and knocks him out of the ring.
Let's be honest. Compared to Reece Crosslin, Gunnar Erikssen is a shitty wrestler. Gunnar knows he has to bring the match to the ground.
Gunnar jumps to the outside and goes right after Reece. The California Condor manages to duck a big boot and once again, he leaps on Gunnar and tries to take him down. The Icelandic Warrior fends off Reece’s attack, grips him around the waist, and powers him down to the mat. He begins stomping away on Reece’s midsection and once he's convinced enough damage has been done, Gunnar pulls Reece up by the hair. Reece does try and fight back, but Gunnar scoops him up and runs him into the ringpost. Instead of dropping Reece, Gunnar rams him into the post again and again and again.
Then he drops Reece.
Gunnar stands over Reece and laughs, and the crowd absolutely destroys him for it. They hate seeing their beloved So-Cal Surfer Boy in peril and right now, Reece is definitely hurting. Gunnar snatches Reece up by the hair again and slams his face off the steel ringsteps. He keeps his grip on Reece’s hair and slams his face off the ring apron next. Gunnar is just toying with Reece at the moment, and he seems to be enjoying it.
Philip and Henry Washington are also pleased.
Gunnar tosses Reece into the ringsteps and reaches under the ring. He withdraws a kendo stick and wastes no time choking the life out of Reece with it. The Borealis Bully is definitely living up to his nickname tonight. He slams the kendo stick into Reece’s back a few times and tosses the stick into the ring. Gunnar rolls Reece into the ring and the former King of Cali is gripping his lower back area.
Gunnar reaches under the ring again and this time he pulls out a table. It's Gunnar, so obviously it takes him longer than necessary to set the table up. He's not the brightest crayon in the box (he’s totally burnt sienna to Reece’s robin’s egg blue), and the fight Gunnar had with the table legs had allowed Reece to make his way back up to his feet. As Gunnar climbed on the apron, Reece spied the kendo stick that had gotten tossed inside the ring. He grabs it up and swings wildly at Gunnar. Gunnar ducks the shot and goes to get back in the ring, but Reece catches him in the shoulder with that stick on the backend. Gunnar lets go of the ropes and grabs his shoulder, and that allows Reece to hit a dropkick.
Gunnar goes right through that table!
The crowd pops and Reece plays to them. Knowing what his people want, Reece hops on top of the turnbuckles and takes to the skies. His frog splash is pure perfection and he lands on top of Gunnar and a pile of debris. Reece rolls off, holding his midsection, but he’s in firm control of his match now. God bless the poor man’s Dean Ambrose. Reece takes a moment to collect himself and rolls over to Gunnar. He gathers his powerful opponent in a pretty devastating triangle chokehold and Gunnar immediately starts thrashing around. Reece is pretty relentless and there’s no letting go. He wants to choke Gunnar out and somehow get in back in the ring to pin him.
From the opposite side of the ring, Philip Corvington III looks on and he’s clearly worried. He’s pacing back and forth, and at a total loss of what to do.
Gunnar appears to be out and Reece finally lets go of the triangle choke. He double checks to make sure Gunnar is out, then pulls his stronger foe out from the broken bits of table. Gunnar is dead weight at this point but somehow Reece is able to get the Reykjavik native back inside the ring. Henry Washington is nowhere to be found as Reece goes for the cover and that’s because Philip has his attention. They’re clearly talking about how majestic Hunter Moxley’s robe looks on Henry. Reece just shakes his head.
Reece returned to his feet, and was in the process of moving to grab Henry to get him focused - but was attacked from behind. Dick Devereaux and Eve entered the ring from behind, taking out the Condor with a double attack of forearms. Rumble Reyes was beginning to make his way down the walkway with Noah Reigner following him. The crowd instantly boo’s at the fact that Los Renegados are again getting involved in Reece’s business. All four of them are now in the ring with Dick laying next to the fallen Reece, choking him mercilessly. Rumble motions to let him up, and Dick does just that. He pulls Reece to his feet and throws him to the big man.
Rumble positions him for a powerbomb and lifts him up before throwing him off. As Reece falls through the air, Dick catches him, hitting a lungblower on the way down!
By now Gunnar returned to his feet and watched all of this chaos ensue. Every member of Los Renegados turned their attention to him and most took battle stances. Noah, though, exited the ring and yelled up to the rest to do the same. One by one the rest did, Dick being the last one to exit. Henry Washington watched all of this happen, and was fully going to let this match continue - until..
Aiden Van’t Hoff jumped over the crowd barrier. He slid into the ring behind Gunnar, chop blocking the Icelandic Warrior’s knee from underneath him. Gunnar hit the mat hard and Henry called for the bell to sound. Aiden was all over Gunnar now, mounting him and feeding him punches. They might not be as effective as Gunnar were to Aiden earlier, but they come more rapidly than Gunnar’s did. Aiden was showing the fire that he still has in him. Was it retribution for the attack on him, or on Hailey though?
Aiden eventually moves off of Gunnar and goes right for his legs, immediately putting him in the Achilles Tendon Lock that he’s been known to use in the past! Gunnar tries to power out, but Aiden refuses to let go. Gunnar lets out a yell, pain coursing through his body now as this submission remains applied and wrenched in tighter. Elias and Alix make their second appearance when it comes to these two individuals, slipping into the ring with AJ Cross and pulling Aiden off of Gunnar. Aiden spat obscenities at Gunnar before being physically removed from the ring and then the ringside area.
CUT TO INT. THE SECURITY OFFICE - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Lindsay Pierce frowns as she pauses the monitor she had been watching. Behind her, Dr. Curtis Everil shakes his head in disgust.
DR. CURTIS EVERIL: “I’m shocked.”
Lindsay was too. The camera catches a glimpse of the paused monitor, and Samantha Baltimore is seen standing in Curtis and Emily’s office, holding Emily’s cellphone.
DR. CURTIS EVERIL: “Rewind the footage.”
Lindsay does as requested and rewinds the footage. They play it again from the beginning. Samantha is seen walking down the hallway sometime during the week. She’s seen walking into the medical office, going right to Emily’s desk, and picking up the good doctor’s phone. After flipping through it for a moment, Samantha makes the split decision to do something she knows she will never regret and the rest is history.
LINDSAY PIERCE: “What are you going to do with this footage?”
Curtis clenches his jaw.
DR. CURTIS EVERIL: “I’m not sure yet. I don’t think it will get Emily her job back, but I think it’s something Reece Crosslin needs to see.”
Lindsay bit her lip.
LINDSAY PIERCE: “I know what Samantha did wasn’t right and I know Reece. He won’t be happy. But maybe the timing is wrong? The first step to ending the tyrant is Reece winning the Ultraviolent Championship. This could destroy him.”
DR. CURTIS EVERIL: “And she destroyed Emily. Dr. Brewer was my friend and a phenomenal physician. She didn’t deserve this.”
Lindsay couldn’t argue with that.
PRE-TAPED SEGMENT FROM EARLIER IN THE WEEK: INT. SAN DIEGO POLICE STATION - SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA - CONTINUOUS An officer leads leads Zander Blackwood into an interrogation room. He is wearing the hideous orange jumpsuit and his hands are cuffed in front of him. He remains stonefaced as the officer removes his handcuffs and closes him in the room. Veronica Sinclair sits at the table inside the room. The bearded beauty takes a seat across from her.
ZANDER BLACKWOOD "You need to watch Rowan."
After seeing Rowan earlier this week, he knows that his wife is falling apart. She put on a brave face, but her tear-stained cheeks were obvious. Her safety and happiness is the most important thing to him. Because he's perfect.
Veronica scowls.
VERONICA SINCLAIR "I'm your lawyer Mr. Blackwood, not your wife's babysitter."
He speaks between gritted teeth.
ZANDER BLACKWOOD "She's your fucking client. If she ends up behind bars, I'll make sure that Breanna Simpson isn't the only one that goes missing."
His lawyer doesn't look impressed. But she knows he could make it happen. His serial killer bestie did hire her. She lets out a sigh.
VERONICA SINCLAIR "I'll do my best to keep her out of trouble. But you know as well as I do that there is only so much I can do. She has a mind of her own."
ZANDER BLACKWOOD "We need a plan, Veronica. I can't sit in here for much longer. And I don't think a trial is going to help."
Veronica shook her head. He wasn't wrong.
VERONICA SINCLAIR "You aren't a sympathetic client. Kidnapping an innocent girl, trying to blow up the police. All for what? To make your mentally unstable wife happy."
Zander glared at the mention of Rowan, while Veronica just looked defeated.
VERONICA SINCLAIR "We'd need a miracle for a jury to decide you're innocent."
ZANDER BLACKWOOD "Then don't let it get to trial. I know your legal counsel isn't the only reason Mondae hired you."
Pursing her lips, Veronica nodded.
CUT TO INT. GUERILLA AREA -- THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX -- CONTINUOUS Ashtyn Rave approached the curtain. The sound tech looked her way, nodding his head and beginning to cue up Korn’s “Coming Undone”. Ashtyn exhaled deeply, her mind racing. Not really about the match coming up, but other things. Max, her ‘Nana’, Los Renegados, the Ultraviolent Championship that she believed should be hers. Just after the initial guitar riff, at the moment when she reached for the curtain, she was clubbed in the back from behind!
Dick Devereaux attacked Ashtyn, knocking her down. Being the fighter that she is, she started to work her way back up to her feet, but that was when Noah Reigner and Rumble Reyes came into the picture - joining in on the beat down. Noah added stomps and that was basically it, due to the limitations of his sling. Ashtyn managed to get a couple of shots in, including a low blow to Dick and a couple of elbows to Noah’s stomach - but every time she made progress, Rumble was there to stop her with a huge club to the back that immediately put her back on the floor.
It was beginning to look like a long night for Ashtyn when Rumble grabbed her and fed her to Dick, who whipped her face first into the nearby wall. Before the assault continued on her, though, Reece Crosslin came out of nowhere with a steel chair! He blasted Devereaux in the head with the chair, sending him down to the floor. Noah turned to face his adversary, only to get caught with a chair shot to his injured arm. Noah let out a painful scream, and Reece reached back to fire another chair shot to his head - but Rumble grabbed him and pulled him away.
Backtracking quickly away from Reece, Rumble pulled Noah with him before moving to grab Dick, dragging him out of harm’s way too. Reece had the chair gripped tightly, ready for them to make another move. It never happened, though. The Los Renegados group turned and left just as quickly as they appeared. Reece turned to Ashtyn, helping her up. Reece held out his hand for a shake, which Ashtyn looked at for a long moment. Her eyes moved back up to his, and she only nodded her head before turning and gingerly making her way out through the curtain.
MATCH SIX:Ashtyn Rave Vs. Ashley Williams Ashtyn Rave gingerly makes her way to the ring. She's holding her ribs having had the shit kicked out of her just moments ago. It says a lot about Ashtyn that three douchebags who outweigh her by like a million pounds can't stop her. She's just really amazing like that. She climbs into the ring and gives Henry Washington a look for pure disgust. Obviously he's the referee for this match because Julian doesn't want Ashtyn to win. Ashtyn's music fades and is replaced by that of Ashley Williams. The New Jersey native makes her way down to the ring with a focused and determined look on her face. She definitely wants to get some type of retribution from what went down two weeks ago at the end of her tag match. No better way to make an impact than to knock off the reigning queen of So-Cal right?
Ashley Williams goes to climb in the ring and is met with a dropkick to the face. She falls to the mat and Ashtyn follows her to the outside. Despite the pain Ashtyn was feeling, adrenaline was taking over. She began an epic beatdown of Ashley on the outside of the ring. At the moment, Ashley is completely discombobulated thanks to the surprise attack and Ashtyn is pissy because she hates the world. The Queen whips Ashley into the steel barricades and climbs up on the apron of the ring. She's known for taking absolutely ridiculous chances and she hops up on the ropes. Ashtyn uses them to springboard herself into the air and thank God for her, Ashley moves out of the way. Ashtyn hangs herself across the barricades and folds up like an accordion. If those ribs weren't damaged before, they sure are now.
Ashley heaves a sigh of relief because this gives her an opportunity to finally get herself together and take care of her business. She's championship material and now it's time to prove that. Much like Dolph Ziggler, she's here to show the world…. she's here to show the world…
Anyway.
Ashley lays into Ashtyn’s injury, placing several precise kicks to those injured ribs. The Queen is defenseless and Ashley picks Ashtyn up by her vibrant colored locks and tosses her back inside the ring. She follows up and begins kicking at Ashtyn again before she drops down and drives her into Ashtyn’s side. Ashley takes Ashtyn’s arm and leg, and wrenches them both back, digging that knee into those ribs further. Ashtyn cries out in pain and immediately Henry Washington calls for the bell and grabs Ashley Williams’ hand. Henry signals to Savannah Harper that Ashley is the winner.
On the outside of the ring, Savannah looks completely confused but nevertheless she raises the microphone to her perfect lips.
“Ummmm, you're winner I gue-”
“WAIT! Don’t make that announcement!”
SCUV’s new head referee, former professional wrestler AJ Cross, begins making his way down to the ring. Inside the ring, Henry Washington looks pissed! AJ climbs into the ring and tells Henry to back off. He points down at Ashtyn Rave.
“She did not give up. This match is not over. As head referee here in So-Cal Ultraviolent I have the authority to remove you from the match Washington, so get to the back!”
“What?!”
Henry literally loses his mind and begins throwing a fit, and Ashley Williams has completely forgotten about the injured Ashtyn Rave. The crafty Queen of California sees all the commotion and her opponent distracted. Ashley and AJ are watching Henry exit the ringside area and believe me, he's not going quietly. Ashtyn drags herself to her feet and sneaks behind Ashley. Quick as a cat and as deadly as a beautiful, fierce lioness, Ashtyn locks Ashley into a triangle choke, brings the girl down, and holds it tightly. Even though Ashley taps immediately, Ashtyn doesn't release it until Ashley is out and then and only then, does she let go.
WINNER: Ashtyn Rave
After Savannah announces Ashtyn the winner, the Queen motions for the microphone. Savannah passes it up to her and even though she's still clutching her damaged ribs.
ASHTYN RAVE: “Make the fucking match, Julian. I want my title shot at Baptized in Blood and I don't give a fuck who it's against. Throw in your Los Renegados pussies. Throw in Reece Crosslin. Throw in whoever. This company needs a champion and it's going to be me!”
She drops the microphone to the canvas, and almost as soon as she does - Julian Cortez walks out from behind the curtain with a microphone in hand, and Dick Devereaux following him. He didn’t need entrance music, so Ashtyn was only aware of Julian’s presence when he spoke into the microphone.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Mija, ask and you shall receive. I too was thinking that this company needed an Ultraviolent Champion, but I don’t agree that it’s going to be you. At Baptized in Blood I already planned on scheduling a match for the Ultraviolent Championship - but I have a much better idea now. Instead of what I originally thought of in favor of this. … At Baptized in Blood, Ashtyn you will get the championship match you have contractually guaranteed to you being the Queen of California. And you will face Reece Crosslin.”
The Ultraviolent Complex nearly lost it’s roof with the amount of screams and cheers from the crowd. Ashtyn shrugged, not caring who she had to go up against. Julian held out his hand, though.
JULIAN CORTEZ “...And you will face Dick Devereaux.” The cheers turn to boo’s. “IN A TEIPAI DEATH MATCH!”
Boo’s turn to silence. Devereaux smiles sadistically, and Ashtyn just stares - emotionless as she does.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Be careful what you wish for, mija.”
With that, Julian would turn to leave. Devereaux remained where he stood, and pointed his barbed wire baseball bat directly at Ashtyn. Ashtyn returned the gesture by flipping off Devereaux.
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CUT TO INT. THE MEDICAL AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Television Champion Trixie paces back and forth in the same small medical area as Dr. Curtis Everil finishes cleaning up Richard Drake’s busted lip.
TRIXIE: “Ohmygod, could you like hurry? My main event is about to start and I will not let anything screw it up!”
Curtis rolls his eyes.
DR. CURTIS EVERIL: “Well as you can see, we are down to one doctor and it's been a busy night, but Miss Smith? I hate to tell you this but Mr. Drake has a mild concussion. He's done for the night.”
Richard is out of it thanks to the attack from Hunter Moxley. Trixie looks crushed.
TRIXIE: “But who's supposed to watch my back against Stalkerella?!”
VOICE (O.S.): “No one. That's what you fucking get for being such a stupid bitch.”
Trixie whirls around and sees Katie Anderson leaning against the doorframe with her arms folded across her chest.
TRIXIE: “You.”
KATIE ANDERSON: “Me.”
The two former friends or whatever glare at one another. Finally Katie’s eyes drift towards the Television Championship.
KATIE ANDERSON: “I may have come up short my first go around, but trust me. Sooner or later that title will be mine and there's not one fucking you can do about that.”
She turns on her heels and exits, leaving Trixie annoyed. The blond huffs and looks over at Richard. He's coherent enough to make a blow job motion with his mouth.
TRIXIE: “Ugh. Goodbye.”
Trixie exits on that note.
CUT TO PRE-TAPED SEGMENT FROM EARLIER IN THE WEEK: INT. CREEPY CABIN IN THE WOODS - BILLINGS, MONTANA - CONTINUOUS RILEY CALIX “Look, Micaela! I know you don’t need my help, but we’re in this together. When will you get that? If something involves you, it involves me too. And this entire situation? It more than involves me.”
MICAELA PESZEK “Riley. It’s fucking over, just leave it alone. You need to go, I don’t need you to do anything.”
RILEY CALIX “Fuck no. You need me to help you clean this shit up. No way am I letting you take the fall for this.”
Micaela just stared at him. She didn’t want him anywhere near this, but he was as stubborn as he was good looking. He approached her again, wiping some of the blood from her shirt onto his hands, and then transferred it onto his shirt.
RILEY CALIX “Now i’m involved.”
MICAELA PESZEK “WHATTHEFUCK!? Why can’t you just leave this alone and go away?!”
RILEY CALIX “Because I fucking love you, ‘Caela. Don’t you see that?! And I’m not letting you do this by yourself.”
Micaela was speechless. She usually had a quick reply to everything, but not that. Not right now. Without another word, Riley turned around beginning to search.
RILEY CALIX “Where’s the body?”
MICAELA PESZEK “What do you mean where’s the body? You didn’t see the pile of dead Jaxon West in the hallway during your big rescue?”
Riley walked the length of the hallway and back to where Micaela was in the washroom located in a small room just off of the hallway.
RILEY CALIX “There’s no fucking body. Where did you put him?”
MICAELA PESZEK “...whatthefuck? How would I put him anywhere?!”
RILEY CALIX “Then what was your plan if you didn’t need me?!”
Micaela stormed out of the washroom, immediately looking to where Jax’s body was lying. She rushed to that spot and looked into the nearby room…
The window was open.
MICAELA PESZEK “Fuck…”
CUT TO INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Even though she came up short earlier in the evening, Elena DeDraca knew that she was destined for big things in So-Cal Ultraviolent. There had been whispers of tag team titles being introduced and Elena knew that she and Finn would be the perfect candidates to be the inaugural champions, but until that announcement became official, she would turn her attention to other matters. The Television Championship was about to be defended and as Elena stood with Tara Jacobs, she had a smirk across her lovely face.
TARA JACOBS: “Elena, you asked specifically for this time and Mr. Cortez was kind enough to grant it to you. What do you want to say to everyone?”
ELENA DEDRACA: “It’s not so much saying, it’s telling everyone, Tara. Despite what happened earlier tonight, I want to let Trixie, IKEDA, and Linc Coyne know that whichever one of them walks out of Asylum the So-Cal Ultraviolent Television Champion will be facing me at a future Asylum with the championship on the line.”
TARA JACOBS: “Wow. Is this an official challenge?”
Elena continues to smirk.
ELENA DEDRACA: “It’s not a challenge, it's a fact. The contract is already in place, and now we just need to find out who is going to face me.”
Elena exits on that note, leaving Tara Jacobs just shaking her head. No doubt whoever emerges victorious tonight with the Television Championship in hand will have their hands full with Elena DeDraca.
MAIN EVENT: Television Championship Match - Trixie(c) Vs. Linc Coyne Vs. IKEDA IKEDA makes his return to the So Cal Ultraviolent ring after two years of being away, and the former Ultraviolent Champion looks like he hasn’t missed a beat. Former Trans-Pacific champion Wesley Baines accompanies him, stopping and standing at ringside while IKEDA enters the ring and waits motionless in a corner. Linc was out next to a rather harsh reaction from the crowd. But he didn’t care. He arrogantly swaggered down the walkway, slapping hands of prospective fans away and even kicking at one that reached out far enough. He entered the ring, removing his oversized white sunglasses and threw them at IKEDA. They bounced off of his chest, but he didn’t move a muscle. Next out was Trixie. The Television Champion was greeted with cat calls from the Ultraviolent fans, and she couldn’t be happier.
She made her way down the ring, swaying her hips a little more so than normal. Linc has his attention on her, not for the hip swaying, but for the championship that she wears tightly around her slender waist. Linc motions for her to hurry up and get into the ring before he’s attacked from behind by the machine, IKEDA. IKEDA clubs the former Stuntman with hard forearms that put Linc into the ropes. IKEDA grabs Linc, moving him into the corner trapping him there before delivering several stiff strikes. Chops followed by kicks, followed by a very - very - stiff back elbow that drops Linc into a heap on the mat. On the outside, Wesley Baines claps in approval, but shouts instructions for ‘The Walking Weapon’ to keep the pressure.
By now Trixie has climbed into the ring and handed off her championship - that she wasn’t shy to remind us about all week on Social. She watched IKEDA stomp on Linc in the corner before moving over to them. She placed a gentle hand on IKEDA’s shoulder which stopped his actions. He looked down to her confused, but with a sweet smile she said “I got this” before moving in front of him and picking up where he left off. IKEDA watched her for a moment before looking at Wesley for confirmation… before grabbing her blonde hair and quickly, mercilessly, pulling her down to the mat hard. Trixie’s head bounced off of the mat and she looked up in shock as ‘The Walking Weapon’ now stalked over her.
He reached down to grab her, but the always resilient Trixie kicks him right in the face as he’s bent down. The kick didn’t knock him off of his feet, but staggered him. He took multiple steps back, holding his nose. After a moment, he dropped his hand and the rage in his eyes was unmistakable. Trixie saw this and quickly turned onto her hands and knees, hurrying to the ropes and slipping out of the ring. IKEDA stopped his pursuit, watching the TV Champion scurry away from him. On the urgency of Wesley on the outside, IKEDA turned around -- right into a running single leg dropkick from Linc!
IKEDA hits the mat and almost as soon as he landed, he was fighting his way back up to his feet. Same with Linc. IKEDA returned to his feet and was met by kicks to his inner knee-thigh area. IKEDA ate the kicks, showing a little effect from them - but compared to Japanese strong style, he could weather this storm. He would eventually check one of the kick attempts and fire off a huge clothesline. Linc ducked underneath the attempt, though, and when IKEDA turned around to face Linc he’s hit with a huge Pele Kick!
IKEDA hits the mat and rolls away to the ropes. Trixie has grabbed her championship and slid into the ring. She waits for Linc to return to her feet before charging to him, title in hands, and looking to smash it in his face. Linc avoided the collision, though, side stepping her advances. She stops in her tracks and turns around, only to get a dropkick to the title that goes right back into her face. Linc stands up and throws his arms out to his sides - looking into the crowd who respond with a chorus of boos. The man clad in black tights with white sunglass prints smiles at their disapproval. He didn’t see that IKEDA was back up to his feet and waiting behind him now.
Linc dropped his arms and turned around. IKEDA quickly turned, sprinted to the ropes and came back delivering a very stiff KNEE TO LINC’S HEAD! Linc dropped hard, immediately rolling out of the ring and landing at Wesley Baine’s feet. Wesley smiled down, shaking his head and shouting down “How did that feel?”. IKEDA’s signature strike seemingly put Linc down for good and now he’s turned his attention to Trixie who was nursing herself after the title was dropkicked into her face. IKEDA grabbed Trixie, lifting her up in a deadlift German suplex that shook the entire ring on impact.
IKEDA returned to his feet, stalking the champion once more. She managed to begin crawling away to the ropes, using them to pull herself up to her feet. IKEDA was cerebral. He stalked her every movement, standing above her and just a few feet away. Wesley shouted to him, telling him to put her out of her misery because all he was doing was playing with his prey, like a cat does a mouse. Once she reached up, grabbing the top rope and pulling herself to her feet, she turned around - meeting a devestating spinning backfist that landed right on her jaw. Trixie fell into the ropes and then crumbled into a heap on the mat. IKEDA was quick to grab the champion, pulling her further into the ring and laying himself across her for a cover.
One.. Two.. Thre---
Just before the three count, Trixie was able to lift her shoulder from the mat which astonished the crowd and frustrated IKEDA. He grabs her hair, pulling her up to her feet - but before he could react and continue his offense against the champion, from out of nowhere she jumped up, catching IKEDA’s head and pulling him down - face first into the mat with the “BEAUTIFUL DISASTER” Cutter. She lays out on the mat though, clearly still feeling the effect of that backfist that knocked her loopy. But while these two were out in the ring, on the outside, Linc Coyne was finally beginning to come to.
He shook off the effect of that knee strike to the head earlier, and reached underneath the ring, pulling out his trusty nunchucks. Wesley looked over in his direction before turning his head and shouting to IKEDA. When he realized that wasn’t working, Wesley turned to Linc - who channeled his inner Ninja Turtle - and whipped the nunchucks around. He didn’t hit Wesley at all with them, but it was enough to intimidate the former Trans-Pacific Champion. Wesley backpedaled away from Linc, giving him the space to enter the ring.
Linc was to his feet just as IKEDA was making it up to his. IKEDA would turn around while Linc was twirling the nunchucks around… BAM! One end of the dual-sided weapon struck IKEDA in the head, right between the eyes. IKEDA went down hard, leaving Linc to twirl his Nunchucks around again. All this time, Trixie had pulled herself up to her feet using the help of the ropes in the corner. Out of his ninja-peripherals, Linc notices Trixie’s position. He immediately turns and sprints into the corner.. “TRAP KICK” ..
.. Trixie avoids it! The champion moved out of the way just in the nick of time, which sees Linc crash hard into the corner in a very awkward position. Trixie slips behind the Stuntman, pulling him out of the corner and immediately hitting the “SEXY NECKBREAKER” ! Before she could make a pin attempt, though, she noticed Paige coming down the walkway. Trixie shot up to her feet, cursing and yelling at her rival. Paige jumps onto the apron and is immediately met by Trixie. Paige just smiles while Trixie yells in her face, and when Trixie reached back to hit Paige - Paige blocks it, and smashes her casted hand over Trixie’s face!
Trixie’s nose begins to bleed as she stumbles back… right to Linc, who reaches up, grabbing her tights and rolling her up, keeping the tights pulled.
One.. Two.. Three!
WINNER AND NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION: Linc Coyne
Linc lets go of Trixie’s tights and slips out of the ring quickly. The referee follows, fetches the man’s title and hands it off to him. Linc raises his arms high in the air and makes his exit to a chorus of boo’s.
Inside the ring, Trixie watches as “her” championship leaves with another person. The deal she worked out with Richard Drake didn’t work, thanks to Hunter Moxley’s attack earlier. She slammed her hands on the mat and looked to be on the brink of a breakdown - but that was when Paige entered the ring. Paige grabbed Trixie and slammed her face first into the mat. Trixie held her mouth and tried her best to fight back up through Paige’s onslaught of strikes to the former champion.
Trixie finally made her way back up to her feet and returned some of Paige’s strikes before grabbing her hair. The two fell down to the mat before rolling and spilling to the outside of the ring. Both immediately return to their feet and go at it again. Paige gets the upper hand with a solid forearm that sends Trixie reeling. Paige rushes to her adversary and takes her down with another shot with the cast! Trixie hits the floor and immediately crawls to the crowd barrier. Looking up she screams at someone “Move the fucking barrier! Let me in! Get me away from this psycho!!”
A male wearing a homemade Trixie Law t-shirt obliges and moves the barrier where it ends, allowing a space for Trixie to crawl through. Paige rushes to the barrier, only for him to move it back and stand over Trixie. Paige tells the man to move, but he doesn’t. Trixie pushes herself up to her feet and makes her escape through the crowd, ending this episode of Asylum.
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