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Post by So Cal Ultraviolent on Jul 11, 2017 21:31:09 GMT -5
PREVIOUSLY RECORDED FOOTAGE - END OF ASYLUM XI - JUNE 27TH, 2017 INT. JULIAN CORTEZ OFFICE - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS JULIAN CORTEZ “¡Hijo de puta! ¡Estoy cansado de los jodidos juegos!”
Julian picked up a lamp from his desk top, throwing it to the wall. It smashed and shattered upon impact, and quickly following it were cups and various other small items that Julian could grab. Aryanna, who was in the office, flinched with every thud against the wall. Julian was fuming, slamming his hands on his now - ninety percent - empty desk, his eyes darted to the doorway of the office. Kei Hideshima had been standing there the entire time. A smug smirk on his cut and now bruised face as he leans against the doorframe, arms crossed.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Where is he?”
KEI HIDESHIMA “Still one hundred percent fine. Knocked out, but fine. Don’t think your glasses are though.”
JULIAN CORTEZ “I’m tired of playing your games, Hideshima. I know all about you, and I’m sure you know about me. This can get sangriento, and it can get that way very quick.”
Kei holds a hand up mockingly to his face, his eyes widening.
KEI HIDESHIMA “You mean that someone could die, Natsuko I? Believe me, Cortez, I know exactly where this is running, and exactly what I’m doing here. You know my price. And if you want your musuko back, then I suggest you produce results. Otherwise, he’s dead by the end of the next Asylum.”
Kei pushes himself off of the frame and turns, walking away without giving Julian time to respond. Aryanna’s eyes find her father's. With an aggravated sigh, Julian finally replies.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Fine….”’
CUT TO: INTRO. PACKAGE - NOW PLAYING: “Asylum” by Disturbed - CONTINUOUS
-The beginning of the Video Package is achieved, independent footage of Hunter Moxley in Japan. Wrestling in various companies and becoming multiple time champion. -Ashtyn Rave footage compilation, mixing old archived LLC footage with current SoCal footage, including her death-defying “Kamikaze Shot” off of the turnbuckles onto Sydney Hilton through a lighttubed table on the outside. All to be crowned Queen of California. -Brief highlights of Trent Bishop, Trixie and Toma Knupp all entering the ring at past events followed by a promotional shoot for the debuting Logan Traeger. -Tiffany’s rise through SoCal Ultraviolent - mirrored by Madison Tempest’s impressive arrival last week. Ending their clip off with them standing in the ring together at the Asylum Eleven. -A rivalry spot between IKEDA and Linc Coyne, flashing back to the number of times these two have been seen fighting one another. This mixed in with clips the ring previously set up to show the Japanese Deathmatch environment. -Elena DeDraca’s meteoric rise to SoCal stardom becoming the Television Champion over Linc Coyne, followed by haunting footage of Damon Xalvador from pre-taped video packages. -Quick back to back splices of Finn Whelan, “Rumble” Reyes and Ryker Rylee all in dominating situations in previous matches, including finishing maneuvers “Revelation 6:4”, the “Richter 9 Bomb” and the “Ryker Scale”all being performed in succession. -Ian Echo, Alicia Frost and their monster - Frost, all standing together huddled underneath a single light in a dark room, promotional shot for SoCal. ‘The Terminator’ Paige dominating previous opponents including attacking Rowan Blackwood and “Rumble” Reyes at Asylum Eleven, standing tall with the Trans-Pacific Championship. And archived footage of Matthias Black becoming Ultraviolent Champion faded into current footage of him marching to the ring. -The video ends with a still of two different clips edited together to mock Ashtyn Rave and Hunter Moxley face to face.
CUT TO: INT. JULIAN CORTEZ’S OFFICE - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS It had been a nightmare two weeks for the present owner of So-Cal Ultraviolent, Julian Cortez. Nothing was going right and he was slowly losing his control on everything he held dearly to him. The last thing he wanted was to be bothered as Asylum got set to kick off. But unfortunately, certain people had other ideas. Without warning, Zander Blackwood kicked open the door of Cortez’s office and barged in uninvited.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “IDIOTA!!!!!! What are you doing?!”
Zander slammed his hands down on the top of Julian’s desk and raked everything off of it. He grabbed the owner of So-Cal Ultraviolent by the collar of his expensive dress shirt and slammed him against the wall. There wasn’t any security to stop it either and Zander shoved his beautiful bearded face right into Julian’s.
ZANDER BLACKWOOD: “I WANT RUMBLE REYES!”
Julian went to reply, but Zander shoved his muscled forearm up under Julian’s chin.
ZANDER BLACKWOOD: “You don’t get to speak, IDIOTA! What the fuck have you done to help the police find my fucking wife?! NOTHING. She’s your Trans-Pacific Champion or did you work together with Rumble Reyes to kidnap her and take her out of the fucking equation?!”
Again, Julian went to reply but Zander was seeing red. He slammed Julian down on top of his desk.
ZANDER BLACKWOOD: “Before tonight is over, I will slit Rumble’s throat and gut that fat mother fucker. If one hair on Rowan’s perfect head is out of place, Gage Landon and his friends will be the least of your fucking problems.”
Zander stormed out of the office, nearly ripping the door off it’s hinges. An ambushed Julian coughed and loosened his tie, trying to get air back into his lungs. He was infuriated, just outraged. Once he got himself together, he angrily picked his phone up off the floor and literally punched in a few numbers.
JULIAN CORTEZ (coughing and clearing his throat as he barks his orders): “Get to this building, immediately. There’s too much going and we need some type of security around. Comprende?”
Julian threw his phone down and let out a string of Spanish curses as that scene faded into the next one.
CUT TO: INT. THE PARKING LOT AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Aliyah Turner was pacing by the back entrance of the building. For two solid weeks, no one had heard a single word from Ashtyn Rave. Everyone was counting on the Queen of California to come through, including Aliyah herself. She was the one who had introduced Ashtyn to Gage Landon and helped come up with the idea of baiting Julian into putting the company on the line. It frustrated the former Trans-Pacific Champion to no end. The minute Aliyah saw Ashtyn walking into the parking lot, she hurried towards her.
CUT TO: INT. THE PARKING LOT AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Ashtyn Rave was lost in thought. It had been a long two weeks and she had been dreading coming to work for the last three days. The minute she looked up and saw Aliyah Turner walking towards her, Ashtyn contemplated turning and heading back home. With a sigh, the green-haired beauty removed her headphones and shoved her hands in the pockets of her skinny jeans.
ASHTYN RAVE: “Hey.”
Aliyah came to a stop in front of Ashtyn and crossed her arms over her chest.
ALIYAH TURNER: “Hey yourself. Where ha-”
Ashtyn held up her hand.
ASHTYN RAVE: “I’m going to stop you right there. Don’t fucking bother asking me where I’ve been or why I’ve been so quiet. That’s none of your fucking business. The only thing you need to care about is that I’m here and I know I have a job to do tonight. Hunter Moxley will be dealt with and in two weeks at So-Cal World War, Matthias Black will be dealt with.”
ALIYAH TURNER: “You have to underst-”
ASHTYN RAVE (cutting Aliyah off): “No, you need to fucking understand that I get it. I get it more than any of you do. I know Julian better than anyone and I know that this is going to get ugly. He won’t go down without a fight. Blood is going to get shed. You don’t just fuck with him and expect everything to be okay. Gage Landon might get his company back, but at what cost?”
Aliyah didn’t have an answer for that.
ASHTYN RAVE: “I guess we’ll see.”
She pushed past Aliyah and headed into the building.
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS The first match of the evening - the Fatal Fourway featuring Trent Bishop, Trixie, Logan Traeger, and Toma Knup - was about to start. This would be Trent’s second match in So-Cal Ultraviolent and he was hyped up. He was listening to music on his headphones, bouncing up and down. He was definitely doing his best to ignore DL and 2-Pang. Trent had no fucking clue why both of them were backstage but as the entrances for the match got started and Trixie rushes past them, clearly in a hurry having literally JUST arrived at the building, DL tapped Trent on the shoulder.
DL: “Yo, bruh. Be careful with that one, will ya? Shit, dude.”
Trent removed his headphones and dropped them down in his bag that was resting at his feet.
TRENT BISHOP: “She’s a former champion here and not a chance. I’m making a statement tonight, dude. Rumor has it that the winner of this match, will be in line for a Television Championship shot. Toma Knupp already has a shot, so imagine how sweet it’s going to be when I pin him in the center of that ring.”
Before DL can reply, 2-Pang passed popped his head in the conversation much to Trent’s annoyance.
2-PANG: “You wanna see a sweet ass? Check this out, dude.”
2-Pang pulled a picture up on his phone and DL was more than happy to look.
DL: “Dude! Is that your uppity little bitch? Fuck. You pounding that?”
2-Pang smirked, arrogance dripping from his awful smile.
2-PANG: “I own that ass, yo. Got that bitch wrapped around my finger. You should see how she fuckin’ quivers when I spread those l-”
TRENT BISHOP: “Enough. If you two are going to walk out there with me, drop this stupid shit and get focused.”
Trent turned his back on the two and waited for his entrance to start.
MATCH ONE: Four-Way Match - Trent Bishop Vs. Logan Traeger Vs. Trixie Vs. Toma Knupp The former Television champion makes the first entrance. ‘Trixie Law’ and ‘Trixie Brand’ shirts seen on some people in the Ultraviolent Complex make the ‘Bouncing Bunny’ stop and smile. She enters the ring and out next is the newcomer, Logan Traeger. He’s all business as he walks down the walkway and enters the ring. Next out is Trent Bishop with his best friend ‘D.L.’ by his side, and D.L.’s friend “2Pang” with him. D.L. hypes up the crowd, while 2Pang does his (awful) rendition of Trent’s entrance song, rapping the chorus along with some of the rap savvy fans in the audience. Trent enters the ring and all heads turn when Toma Knupp made his way out, surrounded by his followers. He walked the walkway, seemingly turning random So Cal fans into followers with a casual glance, or a brush of his hand. The other three watched.. But not for long.
Logan started the frenzy when he clubbed Trent in the back from behind. Trent stumbled forward into the corner, and that’s where Logan kept him trapped, hitting him with several strikes and stomps. Toma stopped and watched the on goings in the ring, and finally Trixie has had enough - she joins Logan, stomping at Trent as Logan hit the California native with overhead strikes. Working together, they pulled Trent out of the corner and whip him across the ring. Trent hits the ropes and Logan hits a huge spinebuster on Trent. Trixie would immediately follow that with her “SEXY LEG DROP”. Trixie looked up casually, noticing Logan turned his attention to Tuma on the outside - ordering him to get into the ring like a man. Toma just smirked and continued to watch. Trixie took this time to cover Trent..
One.. Two.. Kickout.
Trent kicked out just as Logan turned. Just like that, he almost lost the match for not focusing. Logan turned down to Trixie, “what the hell was that?” he shouted. Trixie stood up, shrugging her shoulders before reaching back and slapping Logan. That’s when Trixie unleashed. She turned and sprinted to the far ropes, bouncing off of them and coming back - jumping up and taking Logan down with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors. She whipped him to the ground, which he quickly rolled up from. The, obviously, bigger Logan charged to her looking for a clothesline attempt. Trixie ducked underneath that, and Logan moved past her. He hit the ropes and came back, this time Trixie wasn’t quick enough to avoid him and Logan spun and hit a discus elbow smash that knocked the Blonde Beauty to the mat hard.
Trixie rolled out of the ring holding her head after that elbow. Trent was working himself up to his feet and he was the next person that Logan turned his attention to. Grabbing Trent, Logan pulled him up to his feet only to plant him with a spinning side slam. Logan transitioned into a mount, and began to mercilessly rain down hammer strikes to Trent. Trent tried his best to cover up and block or deflect a few, but it didn’t work fully. Logan finally stopped, pulling Trent back up to his feet and hoisting him up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. Logan spun around, looking out into the ravenous fans of the Complex, and called for his “DOWNFALL”. Though his delay tactics allowed Trent to wiggle himself free and land on his feet behind Logan. Logan turned around and ate a spinning solebutt kick from Trent to the stomach.
Trent, finally showing some signs of life in this match, pushed Logan to the ropes and aimed to whip him across the ring. Logan would counter, spinning himself and in turn sending Trent to the far ropes. Logan ducked forward, looking for an overhead back body drop, which Trent would jump over. Landing on his feet, Trent dropped down as Logan stood up fully and turned to face him. Trent attempted a legsweep which Logan jumped over, but couldn’t avoid the overhead enzuigiri - completing a sequence he calls the “JACKIE CHAN”. Logan falls over, dropping to the mat. Trent pushes himself up to his feet, watching as Logan sits up .. and Trent rushes forward, hitting a stiff running knee to Logan’s face! Trent drops down, covering Logan.
One.. Two.. …
Tuma grabs Trent’s leg from the outside, and pulls him out of the ring. Trent lands on his feet and turns to Toma, only to be struck hard in the face with a straight right hand. Trent drops down to a knee, and Toma enters the ring. Trixie now has entered the ring as well, and she rushes to Toma as he enters. Trixie rushed to him, only to be taken down with a drop toe hold that saw her head bounce off of the bottom turnbuckle. Toma is quickly up to his feet, moving to Logan who was beginning to stir. Just as Logan returned to his feet, Toma grabbed him and fell backward hitting a reverse STO. He would normally transition into a Koji clutch submission, but Trixie stopped him, hitting a low angled dropkick to Toma before he could move up.
No one noticed that Trent had shook off that strike from Toma and climbed up to the apron. He waited as Trixie returned to her feet before jumping up and springboarding off of the top rope - hitting Trixie with a springboard dropkick that saw Trixie leave her feet and fly into the corner. Logan pushed himself up to his feet, a little groggy, but fighting through it. He waited on Trent as he stood up, then grabbed him - turned him around and hit a huge facebreaker knee smash! Trent hit the floor again holding his jaw. Logan turned back to Toma, who was up to his feet behind Logan. Toma ducked down, grabbing Logan’s legs and pulling them out from underneath him. Toma quickly applied his SHARPSHOOTER submission!
Logan flailed around, letting out a scream of pain as his legs were bent and pressure was applied to the submission. This lasted a moment as Trixie and Trent began to rise to their feet. Trixie noticed the position Logan was in, and pushed herself up to her feet. Sprinting forward and hitting Toma with the “SHINING APPRENTICE”! The submission was released and Toma hit the mat. Trixie began to rise to her feet again, and once she was up .. BAM!! “CHIN CHECK” from Trent who exploded out of the corner with a massive superkick that nearly took Trixie’s head off! Trent stood tall over everyone in the ring, breathing heavy and lifting his arms into the air.
Logan, who was behind Trent, pushed himself to his feet. He quickly rushed up behind Trent, grabbing the back of his tights and his head and flipped him up and over the top rope! Trent landed hard on the outside, rolling against the barrier. Logan then moves to Toma Knupp, picking him up and immediately setting him up for.. And hitting his Cradle Belly-to-Back Inverted Mat Slam finishing maneuver he calls, “REVELATION”! Logan flipped Toma onto his back, covering him quickly.
One.. Two.. Three!
WINNER: Logan Traeger
CUT TO: INT. THE PARKING LOT AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS (introducing Priyanka Chopra as Sayani Barhaspati and Christian as Colton Carter) Immediately following the first match, a long black limousine is shown pulling up to the Ultraviolent Complex. It pulls up to the front entrance where several fans who weren’t able to snag tickets to tonight’s show are lingering around. Everyone stops what they’re doing and watches as the limo comes to a stop. A well-dressed chauffeur gets out and walks around to the open the door. It wasn’t like limos just pulled up to the Complex all the time so people were curious and rightfully so. The driver opens the door and steps back, allowing a pair of extremely expensive Christian Louboutin pumps hit the pavement. Attached to those pumps was a stunning, curvy beauty with dark skin, eyes, and hair. She was wearing a tight Dolce and Gabanna dress that hugged her body in all the right places and expensive Tiffany jewels that looked horribly out of place for a crime scene like So-Cal. This gorgeous woman steps to the side and following her out of the limo is a familiar face to the So-Cal universe.
Colton Carter steps out of the limo, a huge smirk across his face. He buttons the jacket of what is likely an Armani suit given how bougie his female companion is, and he looks around at the crowd. They all recognize him and they’re beside themselves. Colton Carter hasn’t been inside a wrestling ring since Zayn took the Ultraviolent Championship from him. His arm wraps around the waist of his lady friend, and judging from the huge diamond ring on her left ring finger, these two are likely engaged.
COLTON CARTER: “Damn. It feels fucking great to be home.”
The small crowd gathered outside the building lets out a loud cheer, and Colton begins leading his fiancee towards the door.
CUT TO: INT. FRONT ENTRANCE -THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX CONTINUOUS Gage and Meredith Landon have arrived via Gage’s Subaru Outback. He didn’t have the funds to arrive in a limo or in fashion. The Outback wasn’t even an up to date vehicle. The year of the car was somewhere around ‘05 one would guess. Anyway. Gage circled the front of the vehicle as Meredith climbed out. Gage straightened the sports jacket he wore over his polo shirt and jeans, and a smile forms over his bearded (could you call it that?) face as he looked up to his arena.
GAGE LANDON “I have missed this place.”
Meredith rolled her eyes as she stepped out of the vehicle. The overly tanned bleached blond was dressed in a summery, floral print maxi dress straight off the Target rack and a pair of white wedged sandals that made her taller than Gage. Gage looked back at his wife, offering her a smile.
GAGE LANDON “You excited to be back, babe?”
MEREDITH LANDON “Sure.”
Obvious sarcasm, but Gage didn’t pick it up. He turned back to look straight ahead, and began to walk into the building - leading his wife in.
CUT TO: INT. INSIDE THE FAN ENTRANCE - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Colton Carter and Sayani Barhaspati wait inside the fan entrance, Colton has a small stack of tickets in hand and he looks around waiting for someone. That’s when Gage and Meredith walk in, and a smile crosses the former Ultraviolent Champion’s face. Gage approached Colton, and the two embraced in a vigorous handshake.
GAGE LANDON “Colton, thanks for tonight my friend.”
COLTON CARTER “Don’t mention it, Gage. We should do some studying on our roster since we’ll be taking over, right?”
Gage smiled, nodding his head. Meredith approached and stopped just behind Gage.
GAGE LANDON “You remember Meredith right?”
COLTON CARTER “How could I forget? And allow me to introduce you both to Sayani Barhaspati. Sayani, this is Gage Landon and his wife, Meredith.”
Gage moves his extended hand from Colton, to Sayani with a huge smile on his face.
GAGE LANDON “Pleasure to meet you!”
Sayani looks down at Gage’s hand, then her eyes darted up to Meredith. Her face twisted into a look of disgust before she turned and walked away. Gage dropped his hand and looked back to Colton and then to Meredith.
GAGE LANDON “Was it something I said?”
Colton turned and followed Sayani into the arena. Gage shrugged and reached back, taking Meredith’s hand in his, leading her into the arena after Colton.
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Having come up short yet again, a dejected looking Trixie is seen walking backstage. She rounds the corner and nearly stumbles, her foot catching something. Trixie catches herself and looks down, realizing that the offensive object is something that is familiar to everyone. As Trixie looks up, she notices the unconscious body of Toma Knupp laying a few feet away. Standing over that body with a nonchalant look on her face is one of the participants in the next match. Madison Tempest sees Trixie looking at her, and at the same time both women glance down at the briefcase containing Toma Knupp’s contract for a Television Championship shot. Madison looks to grab the briefcase right as Trixie reaches down and snatches it up. Madison puts on the brakes before colliding with the “Bouncing Bunny” and glares.
MADISON TEMPEST: “Hand it over.”
TRIXIE: “Not a chance! The television championship is still mine no matter what anyone says, and I’m going to cash this in come Asylum thirteen.”
MADISON TEMPEST: “Not if I have anything to do with it.”
Before anything can happen between the two ladies, Madison Tempest’s music his the PA system. Trixie hugs the briefcase to her chest and smiles at Maddie.
TRIXIE: “Guess you better get to the ring.”
MADISON TEMPEST: “This is not over.”
CUT TO: INT. JULIAN CORTEZ’S OFFICE - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Julian Cortez has not had the best of nights so far, and is still fuming from Zander’s assault on him earlier. He paces around his office, waiting for whoever he called to arrive. When there was a knock at the door, he turned around eagerly to meet them, thinking it was whomever he contacted, but when the door swung open and in walked the Television Champion, Elena DeDraca - the half smile he formed on his face, fell.
JULIAN CORTEZ “What can I do for you?”
He asked, turning away from her.
ELENA DeDRACA “Sorry to bother you, boss. But I have a request for you.”
She stopped to let him reply, but when he never did. She carried on,
ELENA DeDRACA “Oookay. I don’t know if you’ve heard or seen or not, but Aaron Asphyxia has been back in Finn’s life.”
JULIAN CORTEZ “I’m well aware of Aaron’s existence.”
He spat, his voice full of venom at the mention of Aaron’s name.
ELENA DeDRACA “I’m sure she has ulterior motives for being around. No one knows what she has in her head. I don’t think her being around here is a good idea.”
JULIAN CORTEZ “So what are you saying?”
ELENA DeDRACA “Bar her from the Complex.”
Julian, who had placed his hands on his desk and leaned forward, looked up at Elena.
JULIAN CORTEZ “And that will solve all of the problems, huh? - No. I don’t need another reason for Aaron, Finn, Kei - Y quienquiera - to come at me and my family.”
Elena opened her mouth to plead her case, but Julian cut her off..
JULIAN CORTEZ “Be a big girl and deal with her yourself if you have a problem, Elena. Now I suggest you go and get ready for your match.”
Julian dismissed her. Elena bit her tongue. She would normally reply, but right now she turned and walked out of the office, adjusting her title as she did so. After closing the door, she exhaled “Then I’ll take care of it.” under her breath.
MATCH TWO: Tiffany Vs. Madison Tempest An annoyed Madison Tempest storms through the curtain and makes her way out to the ring. Obviously she’s irritated due to what just went down backstage with Trixie. Madison is determined to make an impact here in So-Cal Ultraviolent, and thus far that hadn’t happened the way she’d like. She climbs in the ring and ignores the referee, lost in her own thoughts. “Mo Bounce” by Iggy Azalea hits and the crowd erupts as Tiffany makes her out way out from the backstage area. Tiffany is all smiles, slapping the hands of the fans in the crowd.
Madison stares daggers at Tiffany as the blonde gets into the ring. Tiffany is still nursing her injured ribs from two weeks ago, and the second the bell rings Madison slams Tiffany into the corner using her shoulder. She goes right for those injuries and begins ramming her shoulder into Tiffany’s gut. She’s looking to knock the wind out of Tiffany early on and she’s being successful. Tiffany drops down to a sitting position and Madison slams her in the face with her knee. She grabs Tiffany by her ankles and jerks her to the middle of the ring. Very quickly, Madison goes for a cover but Tiffany gets her shoulder up after a one count.
Madison jerks Tiffany up by her shiny platinum locks and whips her into the ropes. She’s looking to connect with a clothesline but Tiffany ducks. Instead of bouncing back and firing off her own offensive move, Tiffany stops her momentum and motions for Madison to come at her. Madison is all too happy to oblige, but the Floridian ducks again and lifts Madison up and over the top rope. Tiffany smiles and taunts the crowd. She’s unaware that “Mad Maddie” has landed on her feet but when Madison jerks those legs of Tiffany’s and she lands flat on her face, she is so aware. Madison pulls Tiffany out of the ring and the two women jostle back and forth for position. Madison knees Tiffany in the those ribs, and that takes the wind right out of Tiffany’s sails. Madison uses the opportunity she created and whips Tiffany right into the barricades. The fans at ringside jeer the woman from Illinois, but Madison just brushes off their hate. She definitely doesn’t care what they think.
Tiffany is wincing and favoring her side, but using the barricades she pulls herself up. Madison sarcastically applauds the effort and nails Tiffany with a massive chop to the chest. She does it several times over until Tiffany comes firing back with chops of her own, and eventually Madison finds herself backed up against the ringpost. Tiffany takes a step back and rushes towards Madison, wanting to hit a splash on Madison, but Madison stops her with a nice little boot to the face. Tiffany grabs her jaw and that allows Madison to grab Tiffany by the hair and ram her opponent face first into the ringpost. Madison reaches under the ring and grabs… an ice chest?
Why the fuck?
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS #TeamFriendship are backstage watching Madison completely dominate Tiffany on the monitor. Hunter Moxley, Matthias Black, and especially Zahra Phoenix seem pleased with what they're watching.
MATTHIAS BLACK: “What’s the point in going out there now? Tiffany is getting her ass handed to her.”
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “Just to prove a point. She ruined my match against the other bitch and both of them seem to think I'm some kind of coward. They need to know exactly what I'm capable of, especially the new one.”
MATTHIAS BLACK: “Let. It. Go. How many times are we going to have this conversation? I fucking hate repeating myself. Don't go down there.”
Hunter looked between her friends, not really wanting to pick a side. She didn't necessarily agree with how their relationship worked, but she accepted it for what it was. She took a step back and held up her hands.
HUNTER MOXLEY: “Personally, I think Tiffy got the message loud and clear a couple of weeks ago. She can barely fucking function right now. Eventually, we will deal with Madison but maybe tonight isn't the right time. Paige, Frost, and Ashtyn Rave need our attention more so than a jobber cunt and a fucking second generation joke.”
Zahra folded her arms across her chest and huffed.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “Screw you both.”
Aryanna Cortez walked into the picture, interrupting a scene that was probably going to escalate. Matthias looked ready to snap on Zahra and Hunter was prepared to break up whatever argument erupted between the couple.
ARYANNA CORTEZ: “Sorry! Matthias? My dad needs you.”
Zahra gave him a sarcastic wave and Matthias just walked off before he could say something he regretted. Once he was out of earshot, Zahra looked up at Hunter.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “Oh I'm going out there.”
Hunter didn't bother to reply. Instead she was looking at her phone.
HUNTER MOXLEY (mumbling): “I’ll be back.”
CUT TO Madison doesn’t question the choice of weapon she’s been given. She slams it down on Tiffany’s back and sits it down beside Tiff. Madison opens the lid and grabs Tiff by the hair, draping her throat across opening. Madison takes the lid and slams it down on Tiffany! The two women are close to the ring apron, so Madison pulls herself up and gets in position to jump down on top of the ice chest that Tiffany is trapped in. Madison hesitates just a second too long because Tiffany gets her head out of the way and falls to the side, grabbing at the back of her neck. Madison hops down and picks up the ice chest again, looking to use it on Tiffany and inflict more damage. Tiffany gets her second wind and rolls out of the way right has Madison brings the ice chest. Maddie loses her grip and Tiffany springs to her feet. Madison turns towards Tiffany and the feisty Tiff starts firing off a series of punches to Madison. Madison fends her off but Tiffany catches her right in the nose with an elbow. That causes Madison to stumble back, and Tiffany scoops up that stupid ice chest. The crowd literally begs her to take care of Madison with it, and who is she to deny them? Tiffany shrugs as if to say “oh well” and rams it right into Madison’s forehead!
Tiffany plays to the crowd and with them chanting her name, Tiffany slams the edge of the ice chest into Madison’s stomach. Madison doubles over and Tiffany brings her down with a scissors kick. Tiffany’s adrenaline allows her to forget about the pain she was feeling coming into this match and she scurries up to the ring apron. With a smile across her face, Tiffany jumps down, stomping Madison right in the middle of her back. She begins putting the boots to her opponent, kicking the other woman towards the steel ring steps and once Madison’s back is against those steps and she’s in a sitting position, Tiffany runs. Madison eats a dropkick and immediately grabs for her lower back, and that’s when Tiffany snatches her by those colorful locks and tosses her back into the ring.
Tiffany climbs into the ring and is about to go on the attack again, when she hears the chorus of boos from the crowd. She stops and looks around, noticing Zahra Phoenix walking out from behind the curtain. Tiffany turns and stands her ground, watching as Zahra climbs onto the apron. Zahra and Tiffany lock eyes, and immediately Zahra begins to shoot her mouth off at Tiffany. She calls her every name in the book, which Tiffany just stands there and takes. The Ultraviolent crowd goes into a frenzy, begging for Tiffany to take a shot at Zahra. By now, thought, Madison had returned to her feet and noticed Tiffany staring at Zahra. Madison uses the distraction to her advantage and rolls Tiffany up!
One.. Two.. Thre----
Tiffany JUST manages to push out of the roll up. Both Tiffany and Madison return to their feet, and Tiffany doesn’t look happy at all. Now Zahra has entered the ring, and she lunges at Tiffany - looking to take her head off with a running forearm. But no! Tiffany side steps it, sending Zahra right into Madison, knocking her out cold! Zahra shrugged and turned around, only to be grabbed by Tiffany and thrown through the ropes. Tiffany looks down at her fallen opponent. The crowd in the Complex cheers, chanting for Tiffany to pin Madison. This wasn’t how she wanted to do things. The referee has dropped down to a knee, waiting. Even he urges for Tiffany to cover her.
Reluctantly, she does.
One.. Two.. Three.
WINNER: Tiffany
CUT TO: INT. LOCKER ROOM – THE COMPLEX – CONTINUOUS Laura stands behind Damon Xalvador, gently rubbing his shoulders. He sits on a wooden stool, hair draped down over his face, as water drips off the ends of his hair down onto his fists.
DAMON XALVADOR: “This is wrong. I should have never agreed to this, never have let you come.”
LAURA: “I'll be fine.”
DAMON XALVADOR: “How can you be so sure?”
He swats her hands from his shoulder as he stands up to confront her face to face.
DAMON XALVADOR: “This shit ain’t rainbows, butterflies, and unicorns Laura. This shit is for real for Christ sakes.”
LAURA: “Damon.”
Laura grabs Damon by the hands.
LAURA: “Nothing will happen to me, I'll be by your side the entire night, and then during your match, I'll be in the friends and family zone, not far from you.”
Damon shakes his head.
DAMON XALVADOR: “Fuck. I’d still rather you be far away from the arena, far away from this damn place.”
LAURA: “Stop worrying, you need to be focusing on Elena tonight. So I need you to push, Frost, Ian to the back of your thoughts and just concentrate on the match in front of you. Focus on Elena.”
Damon pulls his hands away from Laura and turns away from her.
DAMON XALVADOR: “Easier said than done.”
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Hunter Moxley has wandered to a secluded area of the building. The message on her phone had left her incredibly annoyed and struggling to regain control of her emotions. The Valkyrie, who was going to step inside the ring later on tonight against one of her toughest opponents to date, sat down on a stray piece of equipment.
HUNTER MOXLEY: “You have a lot of fucking nerve…”
Her voice was quiet, but full of rage. Her hand tightened around her phone, and Hunter had all the ability in the world to be able to crack the screen. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked back down at her iphone screen. It wasn’t a dream. It was fucking real. And just seeing the shitty text message HE had sent her from his even shittier Android phone.
HUNTER MOXLEY: “Of course I won’t need it, you condescending overly peppy mother fucker. I’m going to fucking kill her.”
Hunter deleted the message so she never had to see it again and after a moment, took that extra step. She blocked Shade Stratton and deleted his number.
HUNTER MOXLEY: “Fuck you.”
Even though her heart silently screamed, ‘I love you.’
CUT TO: INT. JULIAN CORTEZ’S OFFICE - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Matthias Black and Julian Cortez were in deep conversation when the door opened. Fired security guard Alix Stavros walked in, arms folded across his chest. Julian nodded his head and Alix took a seat.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “The little puta can not walk out of this building tonight. I can not stress that enough to you. Ashtyn makes it to So-Cal World War and knocks you off your high horse, you and yours end up on the streets.”
MATTHIAS BLACK: “I’m well aware of what needs to be done.”
Julian sat back in his chair and folded his hands together.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “Then make sure the job gets done, amigo. Your title shot is waiting for you on a silver platter. Just sign the contract.”
Julian pushed a document towards Matthias, who didn’t bother to look it over. He simply scrawled his name where he was supposed to sign, and got to his feet.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “Oh and Matthias?”
Matthias turned back around.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “Svenk Wrestling Syd out of Sweden contacted me today about doing a cross-promotional show. They requested some of our talent to appear at their show on Saturday night and in exchange they’ll send some of their talent to appear at So-Cal World War. Inform Miss Phoenix she will be facing a Cosette Beaumont. As far as Moxley goes, she’ll be facing a Wilhelm and Tilda Fransson in a handicap match.”
Matthias narrowed his eyes at Julian, but he didn’t say anything. Julian Cortez was a piece of shit, and Matthias had sold his soul to him for a shot at the Ultraviolent Championship. He had to live with that.
CUT TO: INT. BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Logan Traeger and manager-girlfriend, Sadie, are seen walking the hallways backstage. In his debut in So-Cal, Logan came away with a very impressive victory, and the two seemed to be in high spirits. The duo passed an open locker room door, which Logan took a glance inside of as he continued to walk. But something he saw caught his eye. He stopped in his tracks, doubling back.
SADIE “What is it?”
Logan didn’t verbally respond. Instead he entered the locker room quickly and quietly. It was only a moment that he was in there, and when he returned back into the hallway - now having the briefcase that held the TV Title opportunity contract. The same one that Trixie had earlier after stealing it away from Madison. He had a smirk on his face, one that Sadie returned. The two continued their walk down the hallway until they heard a shrill scream.
VOICE (O.S.) “WHERE’S MY BRIEFCASE!?”
The “rightful” owner of the briefcase, as she should suggest, storms out of her locker room wrapped only in a white towel, hair dripping wet. Signs that she just exited the shower. She looks around, noticing Logan and Sadie who stopped and turned to look.
TRIXIE “THAT’S MINE! MY TRIXIEVISION TITLE CONTRACT!”
Trixie doesn’t quite run, but quickly closes the gap between her and Logan. A scowl on her wet face as she looks to reclaim her briefcase. Sadie steps aside, letting Logan deal with this himself.
LOGAN TRAEGER “Oh, this is yours? .. Here.”
He said as she got close, and he gripped the briefcase and swung it like a madman, hitting Trixie right in the head with it. Trixie hits the floor hard. Logan stands over her with the briefcase.
LOGAN TRAEGER “It’s mine now.”
He smirked and turned to walk away again with Sadie.
CUT TO: INT. BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Matthias Black storms through the backstage area, just finishing his contract signing with Julian for his match at So Cal World War. There’s only one thing on his mind and that was finding Zahra. Finally, he comes across ‘his woman’, finding her standing by a monitor in the back which replayed the closing moments of Madison versus Tiffany. She watched with a smile on her face, that was until Matthias interrupted the viewing party by literally shoving the monitor off of the stand on which it stood, it shattering as soon as it made contact with the ground. Zahra, startled, let out a quick scream but turned to Matthias - and batted her eyes, noticing the rage in his.
MATTHIAS BLACK “What did I tell you?! Stay. The. Fuck. Away from that match.”
ZAHRA PHOENIX “They both think I’m a coward, Matt. They both think that I’m weak.”
MATTHIAS BLACK “I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. -- We have too much important shit to worry about than what two pathetic bitches think.”
ZAHRA PHOENIX “Like Ashtyn Rave, the other pathetic bitch?”
MATTHIAS BLACK “Exactly.”
Zahra opens her mouth to reply, but instead is shoved from the side by Dorian Rampage who rushed into the scene. Zahra stumbles. Matthias’ head snaps in the direction where Dorian stands.
DORIAN RAMPAGE “Not so fucking cool to be attacked from behind, is it?! You have a fuckin’ problem with Tiffany, grow a pair and do something about it like a real competitor - not a scared little bit---”
Dorian was cut off by a powerful takedown from Matthias. And even though he literally just took him down, Matthias had no plans on keeping Dorian grounded. He quickly picked him up by his shirt collar and ripped him up to his feet. From there, with his hands still firmly clutched on Dorian’s shirt, Matthias took a running start - dragging Dorian with him - and literally launched Dorian directly into a wall. Dorian’s body fell limp to the floor, but Matthias wasn’t done. He stepped back a few steps, and waited for Dorian to push himself up to his feet. Matthias charged forward, jumped up and … Dorian just got “KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT” with a Superman Punch. Matthias kneeled down, almost face to face with Dorian.
MATTHIAS BLACK “Next time, watch who the fuck you’re talking to like that. And tell that bitch Tiffany to stay in line, or there will be two tragedies in the Maccario family.”
The former champion straightened himself up and reached for Zahra. She wrapped herself in his arms and they left Dorian lying there.
CUT TO: INT. GUERILLA AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS IKEDA stands behind the guerilla curtain, head lowered and a towel placed on top of it, concealing his stone, emotionless, face. Wesley Baines approaches his client, placing a gentle hand on his back as to not startle the Japanese Death Machine.
WESLEY BAINES “Tonight we finish this. Tonight, we finish Linc Coyne and you begin your climb back to your Ultraviolent Championship.”
IKEDA remained silent. We know how he felt, and everyone - especially Wesley - knew that IKEDA wanted to make Linc suffer tonight. That’s why when he reached into the pocket of his jacket, pulling out a small velvet-like pouch. He bounced it in his hand, the sounds of thumbtacks inside being heard.
WESLEY BAINES “Linc Coyne is going to be an example not to mess with IKEDA. Not to mess with me. Kill him.. This is your company, Takehiko.”
“Battle Without Honor or Humanity” began to play over the shitty little P.A. system. IKEDA turned away from Wesley who slipped the bag back into his jacket pocket. IKEDA pushed through the curtain and Wesley followed..
MATCH THREE: Japanese Death Match - IKEDA Vs. Linc Coyne The Japanese Death Machine known as IKEDA made his way out first with Wesley Baines following closely behind him. Wesley knew that this match could have been a mistake, but nothing he could say to his client could kill the fire in his eyes. He wanted to destroy Linc. He marched to the ring that was now surrounded by tables, glass panes and various weapons and he climbed inside. IKEDA didn’t pay any attention to the weapons. He just removed the towel he wore on his head, tossing it down, and looking at the entrance way. Linc’s music began to play, but that’s all that happened. It just played..
Both Wesley and IKEDA stared dead at the entrance, neither one noticed that Linc made his way through the crowd and climbed over the barrier behind them. He grabbed a steel chair on the way over, and slithered into the ring quietly. He stood up to his feet, gripped the chair hard and swung - slamming it across IKEDA’s back! IKEDA drops to his knees, and Linc viciously slams the chair onto him again. Tossing the chair aside, Linc runs to the ropes - hitting them and coming back with a stiff Drive-By kick that puts IKEDA flat on the mat. Linc reaches down, grabbing IKEDA and picking him up to his feet. Once vertical, Linc hits him with a couple of check kicks to the outside of each leg. IKEDA ate each kick, but it didn’t seem to phase the Strong Style master. Linc stopped his attack for a second, which was long enough for IKEDA to fire a stiff forearm directly to Linc’s head.
Linc’s legs went wobbly. IKEDA drew back to fire another shot, but Linc’s speed came to his advantage when he ducked underneath the strike attempt. He quickly shot to the ropes, rebounding off and coming back with a single leg dropkick that knocked IKEDA off of his feet. IKEDA pushed himself up up to his feet just seconds after Linc was up to his. Linc hit the ropes again, charging back at IKEDA - but IKEDA reached out, grabbing Linc on his return, and used his momentum to launch him over the top rope to the outside of the ring. IKEDA’s developed welts on his back from the chair shots from earlier. On the outside, Wesley shouts at IKEDA to come finish his opponent. IKEDA complies. He exits the ring, walking to Linc who had begun to crawl away. IKEDA kicked aside the various weapons that scatter ringside. He had his target in his sights and when he caught up to him, he grabbed him and lifted him to his feet. Driving his shoulder into Linc’s stomach, IKEDA pushed Linc back forcefully into the steel post.
CUT TO Gage Landon and Colton Carter sit side by side, Meredith and Sayani sit on the outside of the two. Gage and Colton share conversation about the two they watch currently. IKEDA they both know well, him being a former talent in So Cal, but Linc - this is the first time they are getting to witness for the former Television champion in person.
RINGSIDE: IKEDA has now picked up his first weapon, a kendo stick that laid on the floor. He turned back to Linc, gripped the stick with both hands, drew back and swung for Linc’s head. Linc, though, had enough wit about him to duck to avoid the shot. The kendo stick hit the steel post, and to show you the power IKEDA had behind the swing, the kendo stick shattered upon impact to the post. IKEDA dropped the remnants of the stick and turned to Linc, who had moved behind IKEDA as he stepped forward with the swing. IKEDA turned and caught Linc’s boot right in the face with a variation of Linc’s famed “TRAP KICK” against the steel post! IKEDA crumbled to the floor, and Linc bent forward a little - catching his breath and shaking his head. Knowing that was a close call with that Kendo stick.
Linc moved around the ring, eyeing the various weapons that are scattered about. He grabbed one of the glass panes that had been left lying against the crowd barrier. He slid that into the ring and then quickly ducked, looking under the ring. After several seconds, he pulled out a solid piece of wood. As he stood it up, the cameras noticed that this solid piece of wood was actually a bed of nails. Hundreds of nails protruded out of one side of the bed. He did his best to place it against the ring, then picked up the opposite side and lifted - sliding it into the ring. What did Linc have in mind? After the bed of nails was inserted into the ring, Linc slid in and grabbed the previously placed pane of glass and laid it on top of the nails. He smiled down at his construction before moving to the side of the ring where IKEDA was. As soon as Linc neared the ropes, IKEDA reached in and grabbed Linc’s feet - pulling them out from under him, and pulling him out of the ring.
Linc’s head hit the floor with a thud. While Linc was preparing his creation in the middle of the ring, IKEDA had been busy himself. First he cleaned himself up. Linc’s “Trap Kick” had hit him precisely in the bridge of the nose and busted him open good. Perhaps even broke IKEDA’s nose. Wesley Baines saw to it that IKEDA could still compete, and IKEDA told him to fuck off in broken english. Afterword, IKEDA gathered a couple of steel chairs that lay where Linc landed. Picking one of them up, IKEDA waited for Linc to stand up before hitting him with a sickening shot to the head. Linc hit the floor hard and almost instantly begun to bleed from the chairshot. The chair seat was dented from Linc’s head. IKEDA tossed the chair to the side before setting two up seat-to-seat.
IKEDA would then turn and lift Linc. Linc stood on one side of the chairs and IKEDA moved to the other. Bending Linc forward, IKEDA positioned Linc’s head between his legs and lifted… KNEELING PILEDRIVER right onto the married steel chairs! Linc’s head was driven down to the floor. The chairs were bent forward in an unnatural position, rendering them useless to anyone now. And IKEDA sat on his knees in the middle of all of this destruction.
CUT TO Gage Landon and Colton Carter are leaning forward now, having watched IKEDA piledrive Linc through two chairs. “Holy shit, man!” Gage is heard exclaiming to Colton. This is So-Cal Ultraviolent. This is what you created, Gage.
RINGSIDE: Wesley Baines walked around the ring, meeting up with IKEDA and this is when he passes that small velvet-bag to IKEDA. IKEDA, still sitting on his knees, grabs Linc’s face with his free hand, squeezing his jaw - making his mouth open enough for… IKEDA to pour the thumbtacks into Linc’s mouth. IKEDA then stands up to his feet, moving a few feet away. Everyone watches, jaws hung ajar as Linc begins to sit up, not sure why his mouth is full of thumbtacks. A handful fall out of his mouth, but he’s unable to rid them all before IKEDA charges to him and.. BAM! A sickening running knee to Linc. His knee hitting Linc perfectly in his thumbtack-filled mouth.
The entire Complex gasps in horror. Linc drops back down, instantly beginning to bleed profusely from his mouth. He manages to turn onto his side and spit out a mixture of blood and thumbtacks before IKEDA turns back to grab him and rip him up to his feet. IKEDA forcefully rolls Linc back into the ring. IKEDA follows him into the ring and stalks him. Linc begins to pick himself up, still spitting blood - but fighting through it. IKEDA watches as Linc stands up. IKEDA approaches him from behind, reaching around and grabbing his arm. We’ve seen this before, this is how IKEDA sets up his “KIZOKU-NO-SHI”. With Linc’s arm still held, IKEDA pushes Linc away and pulls him back. Linc spins around as he’s pulled back, and IKEDA throws him up arm looking for the vicious clothesline that finishes the move…
BUT LINC DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT!
IKEDA turns around searching for his opponent, only to find Linc’s boot connecting hard with his stomach. Linc quickly sets him up and successfully hits his “M.L. ULTRA” Bloody Sunday single Underhook lifting DDT. As soon as IKEDA’S head is spiked into the mat, Linc rolls him onto his back, covering him.
One.. Two.. Three.
WINNER: Linc Coyne
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Aryanna Cortez was heading towards Julian’s office when Paige caught up to her, and gently grabbed her arm. A bit startled, Aryanna skidded to a stop in her Jimmy Choos but relaxed just a little bit when she saw Paige.
PAIGE: “Hey! Are you okay?”
Aryanna looked a little confused at first, but then it dawned on her what Paige was referring too.
ARYANNA CORTEZ: “Oh that. Yes, of course I’m fine. Sorry I had to cancel lunch, but there’s just way too much going on right now. Dad wants me to stay close, and I get it. But hey, there’s going to be an announcement about the Trans-Pacific Championship later on tonight due to uh, recent events.”
Paige furrowed her brow.
PAIGE: “The kidnapping?”
ARYANNA CORTEZ: “Zander assaulted my father earlier tonight and he’s pissed. I honestly don’t think he gives a crap about the kidnapping.”
Paige went to reply, but Aryanna shot her an apologetic look.
ARYANNA CORTEZ: “Can’t talk! Gotta run. Good luck against Matt and Frost.”
A frown crossed Paige’s face. Something definitely felt off about that. With a sigh, she glanced down at her phone and saw a message from Alex. After reading it, Paige stuck her phone back in her pocket and headed in the opposite direction of Aryanna.
CUT TO: INT. THE PARKING LOT AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS A black Range Rover is seen pulling up to the Ultraviolent Complex. Sadly, it’s a vehicle that is somewhat familiar to all the workers and fans of So-Cal Ultraviolent. The Range Rover pulls into a parking space and after the ignition is killed, Detective Lindzee Holston steps out of the vehicle. She’s riding solo due to the fact her partner, Detective Derek Armistead is still technically on furlough. She has a look on her face that lets everyone know she’s not at all thrilled to be working Rowan Blackwood’s case. Lindzee heads right for the back entrance of the building and disappears inside.
CUT TO: INT. THE CATERING AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS “Rumble” Reyes stands tall in the catering area, the Trans-Pacific title slung over his massive shoulder, and he keeps it there by crossing his arms over his chest. His lawyer, Annabelle Wolfram, standing beside him with a bottle of water in her hand. She surveys the environment here in the Complex, never having been here before.
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM “So this is where you .. work. Some not so savory characters around here.”
RUMBLE REYES “I brought you here to make sure things don’t get out of hand tonight. I don’t want another lawsuit following me.”
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM “Rumble, I have the utmost confidence in you that you can keep your anger in check and not do anything stupid.”
RUMBLE REYES “We can’t have a repeat of the last Asylum. What if I.. ”
Annabelle turned to her client, which caused his attention to turn to her.
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM “Nothing happened. Nothing can be proven. Let it go. You have a match to focus on, and trust me, the ruthless competitor in you will be front and centre - but the killer is long gone.”
Rumble turned away from her. Was she right?
MATCH FOUR: Television Championship Match - Elena DeDraca(c) Vs. Damon Xalvador Damon Xalvador is already inside the ring when “Talk Sick” by Orgy hits the shitty little PA system. The brand new SCUV Television Champion, Elena DeDraca slowly steps out from behind the curtain. The television championship strapped tightly around her slender waist as she stops just after the curtain, giving the Complex a once over. The British Raven carries herself like a queen as she makes her way down to the ring, eyes darting around .. finding ..
CUT TO: INT. THE FRIENDS AND FAMILY SECTION - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS The fans and friends section has settled back in, but one person in particular stands up and watches young Elena make her way down the walkway. That person being Margaret Edwards, Elena’s mother. She locks eyes with her daughter and a smile crosses her face.
CUT TO Elena stops for a moment. Hesitating. Damon’s eyes never leave his opponent or the championship she wears. A couple of seconds later, Elena manages to rip her eyes off of her mother, and continues down the walkway. A whole new attitude has taken her over. Elena steps through the ropes and passes her title to referee Adriana Martinez. Adriana reminds both competitors about the price on the line and calls for the bell.
Damon immediately lunges for Elena, wanting to gain a quick advantage over the smaller, quicker competitor. Elena sidesteps him and catches Damon with a beautiful drop toe hold. Damon’s face smacks off the mat and the champion is quick to lock him in a crossface type of submission. It's too early for that and Damon is too strong. He powers out of the hold and both wrestlers end up back on their feet. Elena catches Damon with a stiff right hand that sends him reeling but he quickly fires back with a massive clothesline that sends the champ flat on her back.
Now Damon is a man who's embraced the Ultraviolent lifestyle and he's come to this match prepared to do whatever it takes to pick up his first win and gain a championship. He reaches into his boot and withdraws what appears to be a fork. The last time a fork was used in SCUV, Reece Crosslin and Chance Kelly ended up bleeding all over the building in one of the grossest matches like ever. A tiny little smile touches Damon’s lips. He slams the fork into Elena’s forehead and digs into her flesh until she starts to bleed.
CUT TO: INT. THE FRIENDS AND FAMILY SECTION - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Mirroring Elena’s feelings toward her mother, Damon Xalvador probably didn't want Laura Robertson in the crowd and watching the match. Seeing Damon take the fork to Elena made her and Margaret cringe. Margaret even let out a loud cry for her daughter. Damon was becoming more and more violent, and Laura didn't know what to make of it. But Laura couldn't deny the fact that Damon seemed to be enjoying himself. Whatever was going on between Damon, Frost, and Alicia seemed to be a million miles from his mind right now, and at least Laura felt some sense of calmness from that.
What she didn't feel all that calm about?
Elena DeDraca, still on her back with Damon on top of her, had her hands wrapped around his. Damon was attempting to stab Elena with the fork again, but Elena was in defense mode. She had managed to stop Damon and was using her strength to try and drive the fork in Damon’s face.
LAURA ROBERTSON(whispering): “Come on Damon.”
CUT TO: IN-RING ACTION Elena brought her knee up and it caught Damon in the midsection. He rolled over and that gave The Pale Queen a chance to get the fork from him. She touched the blood that was dripping down her face and narrowed her cold eyes. Taking the fork, Elena stabbed Damon in the back of the head. Once he grabbed for the back of his head, she lit him up with a series of martial arts style kicks to his kidney and rib areas. Damon attempted to roll to the outside, but before he was successful Elena drove that fork into Damon’s flesh again. This time it connected with his upper arm and stuck there, which was kind of disturbing because how the fuck can a fork get stuck in someone’s arm?
But hey, whatevs.
Elena boots Damon from the ring and once he hits the ground, the Scottish brawler rips the fork from his own flesh. He tosses it away and when it lands at Gage Landon’s feet, he looks so proud. That's what So-Cal is all about. Damon pulls himself up to his feet, and looks up to the Friends and Family section for support, but that was just in time to see Ian Echo slinking out of the darkness and standing behind her. Damon’s eyes widen, and he shouts “LAURA!” She doesn’t hear his panicked shouting, but notices the expression and the type of stare he had - and she slowly turned around to see Ian Echo behind her. Ian gave her a simple wave before reaching out and grabbing her by the hair. He pulled her up to her feet, and dragged her through the stands. No one stopped him. They knew better. They knew Frost was watching.
Damon began to move to the barrier to climb over, but by now Elena left the ring and stopped Damon with a hard clubbing blow to the back before he could climb over the barrier. She would grab him and roll him back into the ring, where she would follow him in. Both returned to their feet at about the same time. Elena charged to her opponent, who attempted a stiff clothesline. Elena ducked underneath and hit the far ropes. She would come back and jump up, using her speed and agility to wrap around with a tilt-a-whirl headsci--
NO!
She transitioned into her “FIST OF HYDRA” Octopus Hold! Damon struggles for a few minutes, but eventually has no choice … he taps.
WINNER AND STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION: Elena DeDraca
Elena released the hold and was promptly given her championship back. She rolled out of the ring, clutching her title to her chest. Damon rolled out of the ring now too, and as quickly as he could he made his way over the barrier and through the crowd in the direction that Ian drug Laura.
Elena makes her way back up the walkway, stopping when she hears her mother’s voice calling her name. She moved out of the Friends and Family section and to front of the ravenous crowd. She reached out, hoping Elena would reciprocate and hold her hand - but Elena shook her head, continuing her walk to the back.
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS TARA JACOBS “Julian, you wanted to see me?”
Julian stands in the normal interview spot that Tara usually corners her subjects to. His eyes were on the interviewer, and his arms hung loosely at his sides.
JULIAN CORTEZ “I did, Tara. I have some important news I wanted to announce right now.”
Tara nodded.
TARA JACOBS “Well this is the venue for it.”
Tara moved the microphone to in front of Julian, just inches away from his lips.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Due to the circumstances surrounding Rowan Blackwood’s disappearance, I am effectively stripping Rowan of the Trans-Pacific championship.”
TARA JACOBS “What does this mean for the scheduled match at So Cal World War?”
JULIAN CORTEZ “The Trans-Pacific title match will still be happening. Rumble Reyes and Paige are still scheduled to fight. And due to his transgressions earlier tonight, injured or not, I will be throwing Zander Blackwood into this match as well! IF he wins, then the Blackwood reign can continue. But..”
Julian smiled.
JULIAN CORTEZ “I don’t see Rumble allowing him to live through the match, let alone win..”
And with that said, Julian walked out of the picture.
CUT TO: INT. THE CATERING AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Alex Covington and Paige are sitting at one of the tables, having just heard Julian make the shocking announcement regarding the Trans-Pacific Championship. Alex isn’t all that thrilled about the announcement because that’s definitely not what she had in mind when she set the events in motion two weeks ago. Her plan to kidnap Rowan Blackwood and frame “Rumble” Reyes for the crime hadn’t exactly gone the way she’d hoped. Rumble was still a free man and somehow kidnapped Rowan Blackwood still had a chance to keep her championship if her bearded beast of a husband somehow won the match on her behalf.
ALEX COVINGTON: “Well, at least tonight will be a good warm-up for So-Cal World War.”
She didn’t bother trying to sound positive. Paige shrugged her shoulders.
PAIGE: “I don’t give a fuck who I face at this point. But I’m curious about something.”
ALEX COVINGTON: “What’s that?”
Paige gave her a hard look.
PAIGE: “You asked me if I trusted you and assured me that everything was handled. I appreciate your blind faith in me, but is this what you actually had in mind?”
ALEX COVINGTON (sighing): “Not at all.”
PAIGE: “I didn’t think so.”
Alex bit down on her bottom lip.
ALEX COVINGTON: “Look. You got your title match and I promised to make you a champion. That’s going to happen regardless of the circumstances.”
Paige didn’t reply. A little voice in the back of her head that sounded a lot like Eve was warning her that something was wrong. The only question was would Paige ignore that voice, or try and figure out what was really going on?
CUT TO: INT. STORAGE ROOM – THE COMPLEX – CONTINUOUS Laura tries fighting against the restraints that bound her to a chair; while Ian circles her his finger dragging across her body.
IAN ECHO: “You are so much prettier in person.”
His finger moves up to her lips, and she opens her mouth and clamps down with her teeth. Ian screams in pain, ripping his finger from her lips.
LAURA: “Don't ever touch me with those filthy hands!”
Laura spits a glob of saliva and blood at Ian.
IAN ECHO: “You bitch!”
Ian holds his aching, bloody finger.
LAURA: “You are dead when he finds you, and he will get you.”
Ian looks at her, tears in his eye as he grins.
IAN ECHO: “My monster will find him first.”
Ian places his bloody finger into his mouth and sucks the blood from his wound.
LAURA: “I hope he does because then you’ll have nobody to hide behind after Damon beats the living shit out of him and comes for you.”
Ian laughs, but they fade quickly as he grabs a handful of Laura’s hair.
IAN ECHO: “You can dream, but soon, Damon will be gone, and you will be all mine!”
Ian kissed her and screams.
CUT TO: INT. THE PARKING LOT AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Ryker Rylee, Orion and Raze are seen heading inside the Complex. It’s been a few days since their adventure in Vegas, and Octavia Bloom has been MIA since flinging a drink in Ryker’s face. The undefeated superstar was about to step inside the ring for his biggest match to date.
ORION: “Yo. I thought babygirl would at least show up here. Fuck dude. She was PISSED.”
Ryker hated to agree with him
RYKER RYLEE: “Yeah, ‘Tavia has a temper when she’s provoked.”
ORION: “I like the feisty ones. I had this one bitch awhile back who loved fighting. I mean this girl, she just loved it. Lived for the drama and shit. Dude one night, we went back to Ares’ place and she was wound up so fucking tight. I had to tie that little bitch do-”
RYKER RYLEE: “Yeah. That’s great. Look, I left something in the car. I’ll be back in a sec.”
Orion and Raze exchanged looks, but both of them shrugged and walked inside the building. Ryker pulled out his phone and shot Octavia a quick text message. It simply said “where the fuck are you?”
CUT TO: INT. THE FRIENDS AND FAMILY AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Unknown to the rest of the Reckoners, Octavia Bloom was already inside the building. She was sitting in the back of the ‘friends and family’ section, keeping to herself and watching Colton Carter and Sayani Barhaspati who were sitting almost directly across from her in the front row with the fans. Ryker’s text message to the orange-haired vixen went ignored, just like they had been since Vegas. She didn’t have anything to say to him, really. As she watched Colton lean over and whisper something into Sayani’s ear, she narrowed her eyes and opened up the little document she had started on the couple on her phone. She opened her ears to the conversations going around her, and one in particular caught her off-guard.
….”yeah, Carter’s kid is apparently training at The Plant.”
Colton Carter had a kid.
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Rumble Reyes was standing backstage, waiting for his match to start. Annabelle Wolfram was with him and she still didn't seem to impressed with The So-Cal atmosphere. Detective Lindzee Holston approached them after a few moments.
DETECTIVE LINDZEE HOLSTON: “Excuse me, Rumble? I'd like to ask you a few questions about that championship belt you're carrying.”
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM: “My client has nothing to say to you and is about to head to the ring for a match.”
DETECTIVE LINDZEE HOLSTON: “Don't you think it's kind of funny that you’re carrying around the championship of a missing woman? This missing woman just happened to beat you two weeks ago inside the ring. About an hour after that victory, a person matching your description, Rumble, attacks Zander Blackwood and takes Rowan from the parking lot.”
Annabelle Wolfram gave Detective Holston a stern look.
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM: “There are other people around who match the size of my client, including one in this company. Weren’t the Blackwoods the subject of an investigation not to long ago?”
Lindzee didn’t react.
DETECTIVE LINDZEE HOLSTON: “The San Diego PD treats every case the same.”
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM: “Perhaps it’s Derek Armistead who set all of this in motion. I mean, it is his wife who is currently rotting in a jail cell for the murder of Breanna Simpson. We all know she didn’t commit that crime.”
Lindzee bristled. Before the detective could say anything else, Isabella Wolfram ushered Rumble away from the scene.
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM (over her shoulder): “If you need anything else, you better get a warrant.”
Lindzee waited until they were out of earshot before smirking..
DETECTIVE LINDZEE HOLSTON: “Already got one.”
MATCH FIVE: Triple Threat Match - Ryker Rylee Vs. Rumble Reyes Vs. Finn Whelan Ryker comes out first. Arrogance oozing from every pore as he strolled down to the ring, a cocky swagger in his step. He looks out into the crowd, noticing Colton Carter - who remained sitting in the front row of the crowd. Ryker turned his body, continuing his walk down the walkway but keeping his eyes locked on Colton. Gage points this out to Colton, “Why is he staring at you so hard?” Colton shrugged his shoulders, but returned the stare. The former Ultraviolent Champion and Gage’s co-financer wasn’t intimidated by this punk’s, whoever he was, stare. Sayani, on the other hand, knew exactly who Ryker was and curled her perfect ruby red lips into a smirk. Ryker finally turned, climbing into the ring. Next out was ‘Rumble’ Reyes. The last man standing in Los Renegados. He has the Trans-Pacific championship slung over his shoulder as if he were the champion. He’s not sure how it came into his possession, but it is. That’s Nine-tenths of the law, right? As he neared the ring, he removed the title and threw it over the top rope before climbing in after it. Picking up the title, he marched to his corner of the ring, and stood there motionless after removing his sunglasses. His eyes locked firmly on Ryker, who tore his focus from Colton, to the championship that Rumble held. And finally Finn would emerge from the back. Tonight, Aaron wasn’t in the Friends and Family section. No, tonight she made her way down the walkway just a few steps behind Finn. Of course, this would upset Julian Cortez. Not only Finn’s existence at this moment, but Aaron’s appearance too. Finn, though, walked straight ahead – his eyes bouncing from Rumble to Ryker and then back again. Finn slid into the ring, and the moment he bounced up to his feet – chaos ensued. Rumble dropped the belt, stepping out of his corner and looking to meet Finn before he was charged. Ryker, though, moved from his corner and took down the big man with a chop block. Ryker returned to his feet, seeing that Rumble was down to just one knee. Both Finn and Ryker moved together and hit Rumble with stereo dropkicks that did put Rumble down. He immediately rolled out of the ring, slamming his hands on the apron in frustration and anger. Ryker and Finn, for the time being, had worked well together to put Rumble off of his game. Finn turned and hit the far ropes, coming back quickly and launching himself over the top rope onto Rumble … who caught him. Ryker had climbed to the top rope and just as Rumble caught Finn, Ryker leapt off of the turnbuckle with a front flip cannonball senton onto both opponents, sending everyone down to the floor. Ryker was up to his feet first and he looked into the crowd with a grin. He turned and spotted Aaron at ringside. Moving in her direction, he threw a wink at her. She only shook her head side to side. Finn was next up to his feet, and moved behind Ryker, grabbing him and throwing him shoulder first into the nearby steel post. Ryker crumbles to the floor and Finn is on top of him quickly, turning him onto his back and mounting him. He wrapped his hands around Ryker’s throat, beginning to literally choke the life from his opponent and continued to do so until the massive Rumble Reyes returned to his feet, rounded the ring and with one hand grabbed Finn by the throat. Rumble ripped Finn up to his feet, grabbing him with both hands now – lifting him high above his head in military press fashion and tosses him … into the crowd! Get ready for more lawsuits, Rumble. Rumble turns to Ryker, who’s just climbing up to his feet – back to Rumble and hunched over. Rumble moved to him, reaching out to grab him but Ryker quickly spins around and hits Rumble in the stomach with a skateboard! Ryker had that hidden under the ring and concealed it from Rumble until it was too late for him to react. Rumble instantly doubled over and Ryker pushed himself up to his feet, wielding the skateboard like a weapon, swinging it down hard on Rumble’s head and cracking it right in half. Rumble crumbled to his knees, but he still wasn’t out. Ryker took a couple of steps back before charging at Rumble, hitting the big man with a shining wizard that finally took him down. Ryker immediately hopped up to his feet again, but knew he couldn’t move Rumble back into the ring alone. “Fuck it.” He shrugged before climbing up onto the apron. He moved to the opposite end of said apron, away from Rumble, before taking off. He ran the length of the apron until it was time.. jumping off.. “RYKER SCALE”! Ryker just hit his shooting star senton on Rumble, and popped back up to his feet. Ryker was all smiles, but only until he saw Finn leap up onto the barrier and jump off. Finn flies through the air, dropkicking Ryker off of his feet. Finn lands on the floor just as Ryker crashes. For another moment all three men lay out, until slowly – one by one – they all return to their feet. Finn was first, and he rolled into the ring with Aaron shouting words of encouragement at him. Ryker was next and followed Finn into the ring. There the two would begin to exchange strikes, both of them oblivious to the fact that Rumble returned to his feet now and climbed into the ring. Rumble watched them for a moment, until Ryker hit Finn with a stiff uppercut that made Finn stagger back a few steps, putting separation between them. Rumble, who was leaning against the far ropes, pushed himself off and charged the length of the ring – hitting them both with a powerful clothesline that looked like it could kill someone. Ryker literally flipped inside out after the impact, and Finn looked like his head was taken clean off of his shoulders. Rumble let out a loud yell, grabbing Ryker by the head and ripping him up to his feet. Once there, he wrapped his arms around Ryker’s body and hit him with a massive spinning Belly-to-Belly that he calls the “FORESHOCK”. Quickly he was up to his feet, and he sprinted to the ropes – coming back, leaping into the air – “AFTERSHOCK” leg drop across Ryker’s throat! Rumble moved into position, covering Ryker. One.. Two.. Finn Whelan leapt up and broke the pin. Ryker rolled out of the ring, and Rumble began to pick himself up.
Finn kept Rumble at bay with a series of kicks to the outside of the leg. One of those kicks managed to put Rumble back down to a knee. Finn would turn, hitting the ropes and coming back with a basement dropkick to Rumble’s face. Rumble dropped completely and Finn was immediately back up to his feet. Finn moved to the closest turnbuckle and ascended the ropes. Steadying himself on the top rope, he waited as Rumble moved up to his feet. It was hard keeping the big man down. Once Rumble was vertical, Finn leapt off of the ropes and hit another dropkick that made Rumble stagger back to the ropes. Finn pushed himself up to his feet again, and rushed to where Rumble rested against the ropes. Rumble noted this, ducked down and lifted Finn up with a massive back body drop…
Finn grabbed a hold of the top rope, though. He flipped over and managed to land on his feet on the apron. Rumble turned around to face Finn, and got a huge jumping kick.
CUT TO Octavia Bloom pushes her way through the crowd making her way behind Sayani. Without a seconds hesitation, Octavia grabs the back of Sayani’s head and pushes it forward with all of her weight, slamming her face first into the barrier! Colton, Gage and Meredith all moved back instinctively from shock at the sudden attack. Before Colton can move forward and break it up, Octavia pushed Sayani up and over the barrier onto the floor at ringside, right next to Ryker. Ryker just watched as he moved to sit against the ring. Octavia mounted Sayani, firing hard punches to her face.
Colton Carter jumped over the barrier just as Orion and Raze came rushing down the walkway. The big man, Raze, grabbed Octavia and ripped her off of Sayani. Colton moved quickly and kneeled over Sayani, ordering Orion and Raze to get her out of here. Octavia fought and struggled but it was no match against Raze’s strength. He pulled her to the back of the Complex. Colton held Sayani close, her nose bleeding heavily. He pulled her up to her feet and personally escorted her to the back as well, seeking medical attention quickly.
Ryker stood up and turned his attention back to the ring, watching as Finn just hit a jumping kick to Rumble from the apron. The impact of the kick staggered Rumble, and that’s when Ryker slid back into the ring.
CUT TO Aaron Asphyxia stood on the outside of the ring, watching Finn. She had a supportive smile on her face, noticing how far he’s come into his own in this professional wrestling world. What Aaron didn’t notice, however, was Elena DeDraca quickly moving down the walkway. Elena circles the ring stopping right in front of Aaron, shouting in her face. “Non-confrontational?! I’m right here, bitch! Do something!”. Elena shoved Aaron back.
CUT TO Both of Finn’s hands gripped the top rope, and he looked to launch himself up and over the ropes onto Rumble. But just as he pulled the rope back in order to slingshot himself, Reece Crosslin rushed down to ringside, grabbing Finn’s legs and pulling him down, slamming his face off of the apron as he fell. Reece picked Finn up, throwing him into the barrier before quickly following him with a cannonball onto Finn. Reece rolled up to his feet, only to kneel over Finn, hammering him with punches to his head. Reece Crosslin having a lot of pent up rage and aggression aimed at Finn Whelan, and right now he was exploding.
Rumble remained staggered from the kick from Finn, and Ryker had just slid into the ring. Before Ryker could do anything with his massive opponent, though, Zander Blackwood charged down from the back and slid into the ring. He was quickly up to his feet and rushed past Ryker who was beginning to advance. Zander took Rumble down with a massive spear that nearly collapsed the ring. Zander wasn’t done. After feeding Rumble a few very stiff punches, he pulled him to his feet threw him into the ropes and when Rumble came back, Zander shows a huge display of power, lifting Rumble and hitting a spinning side slam, planting Rumble down to the mat. Zander Blackwood moves back a few feet, staring down at Rumble. Ryker cautiously moved forward and covered Rumble.
One.. Two.. Three
WINNER: Ryker Rylee
Ryker rolled out of the ring, arms raised in victory. On the outside of one half of the ring, Finn has managed to roll Reece off of him and now they’re both up to their feet, exchanging strikes on the outside. Finn grabs the back of Reece’s head and intends to throw him into the steel post - but Reece reverses that, throwing Finn shoulder first into the post. Finn drops down holding his shoulder, but before Reece can advance further…
CUT TO The other side of the ring, Elena has shoved Aaron again, this time into the ring apron. Aaron scowled and charged Elena, taking her down with a double leg takedown. Aaron still showing some of that spark that she had back in her days on top. Neither Aaron or Elena remained on the ground for long, both finding themselves up to their feet and looking to go at one another. But before either can advance further…
JULIAN CORTEZ “¡Basta! .. ENOUGH! STOP RIGHT NOW!”
Everyone stopped and looked up at Julian.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Since all of you putas want to fight so badly, I’m going to make all of your wishes come true. - Zander, you already know that I don’t give a crap whether you’re healed enough to fight or not and you already know that I’ve thrown you into a match against Paige and Rumble at World War. You’ve shown me you’re good enough to go, but let’s see how you do when you don’t blindside people.”
Julian turned his attention to Aaron and Elena, who haven’t removed their eyes from one another.
JULIAN CORTEZ “Aaron. Good that you can actually show up. I don’t care one shred about you, and it seems that you and Elena have some issues to be settled. If you want to go at each other so badly, So Cal World War will be the venue for that.”
Julian now looked at Finn and Reece.
JULIAN CORTEZ “And you two. At So Cal World War, Reece you’re going to defend your championship against Finn Whelan. I hope you ALL kill each other off….”
Julian dropped the microphone and walked behind the curtain again.
CUT TO: INT. THE MEDICAL AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Dorian Rampage rolled his eyes as Dr. Curtis Everill checked him over. Despite being knocked out for a few seconds thanks to Matthias Black, Dorian appeared to be fine. His favorite companion though is an entirely different story. Tiffany was a mix of upset and pissed, and she was currently pacing back and forth while Dr. Everill concluded that Dorian hadn’t suffered any type of damage. Tiffany finally stopped pacing and threw her hands up in the air.
TIFFANY: “I’m done.”
That was a relief to Dorian.
DORIAN RAMPAGE: “Good. There are plenty of other places you can sign with.”
Tiffany looked at him in shock.
TIFFANY: “Huh? Wait, no. I’m not done with So-Cal. I’m done with them. I’m sick of #TeamFriendship and their crappy tactics. This has to end.”
DORIAN RAMPAGE: “Look, you know I’m supportive but they’re out for blood and you’re better than that. You’re better than them. You’re better than all of this.”
Tiffany just shook her head, but she did smile at Dorian.
TIFFANY: “I’m not better than anyone or anything. I’m just human and I’ve reached my limit. I have just as much right to be here as anyone else, and I’ll NEVER give them the satisfaction of knowing they ran me off. I’m going to get a match with them one way or another, and this time the outcome is going to be much different.”
Dorian sighed, but didn’t bother to reply. He knew Tiffany so well, and admired her to no end. There were some battles not worth fighting verbally, and this was one of them. She gave him a bright smile, one that he did his best to return.
CUT TO: INT. GUERILLA AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS “Rumble” Reyes stumbled his way through the guerilla curtain having just suffered the loss to Ryker Rylee. Obviously he wasn’t happy. He knocked over a few items with his one free hand. The other still held onto the Trans-Pacific championship. After he moved through the area, he was stopped by his lawyer Annabelle Wolfram. His eyes locked onto her. He breathed heavy and was about to speak up, when Annabelle stopped him.
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM “Now’s not the time to talk, we need to get you out of here. There’s a couple of detectives here and they’re looking for yo..”
VOICE (O.S) “Not looking for -- found.”
Annabelle was cut off by the voice of Lindzee Holston. She now was flanked by numerous San Diego Police Officers. She withdrew a set of handcuffs from her belt, moving toward the big man.
DETECTIVE LINDZEE HOLSTON “Bruin Reyes, you are under arrest in connection to the disappearance of Rowan Blackwood.”
Rumble turned his attention from Lindzee to Annabelle. Before anything could be done, the San Diego police officers have surrounded Rumble. He let out a very quiet growl.
ANNABELLE WOLFRAM “Don’t worry, Rumble.”
Lindzee grabbed Rumble’s arms, pulling them behind his back and cuffing him tightly. The Trans-Pacific championship fell from his clutches to the ground, and that’s where it remained as he was escorted off.
MATCH SIX: Triple Threat Match - Frost Vs. Matthias Black Vs. Paige Paige headed out to the ring first, Alex not making the trip with her. She had disappeared on some mysterious errand. After Paige, the former Ultraviolent Champion Matthias Black makes his way to the ring. As usual, Zahra Phoenix is attached at his hip which is right where she belongs as far as Matthias is concerned. Zahra sat down on the ropes and pushed the top one up so Matthias could get into the ring, then he returned the favor by stepping down on the bottom rope for her. Both of them glance at Paige - bored with her already - and Zahra makes a show out of standing on her tiptoes to give Matthias a good luck kiss. Paige rolled her eyes. Out last was Frost, and alongside him was Alicia Frost. Frost looked terrifying. Once Frost climbed into the ring, he strolled right over to Matthias. Zahra stepped in front of her man, but Matthias ordered her out of the way. Zahra locked eyes with Alicia Frost on the outside and reluctantly climbed outside the ring.
Frost and Matthias were staring daggers at one another. The fans were chanting at the two alpha males to rip each other to pieces. Paige wasn't forgotten in this contest either. The rightful number one contender to the Trans-Pacific Championship was perched on the top turnbuckle, picking at her manicure that Alex had probably paid for. She wasn't intimidated by either Frost or Matthias. Henry signaled for the bell and once it rang, the match became official. Frost had a sick smirk on his face and Matthias wasted little time in going right at him. He fired off some powerful rights to the face of Frost, but Frost came back with a massive headbutt that sent Matthias back into the turnbuckle opposite from Paige. Frost charged that corner but Matthias managed to catch the bigger man with a boot to the face that sent Frost stumbling back. Frost was only stunned for a moment and went right back for Matthias, but Matthias grabbed the top rope and ducked, and sent Frost flipping over to the ground.
Frost landed on his feet and Matthias rolled out of the ring on the adjacent side. Zahra was right there to give her bae some encouragement and Matthias took off running. He used the ring-steps as a springboard and flew off, connecting with a clothesline that takes Frost off his feet. Paige has watched the entire exchange from her perch but once Matthias has his back turned, she jumps down, takes off running, and flies through the ropes with a baseball slide. She connects with Matthias and he is brought to his knees. Paige has landed on her feet and slams the side of her foot into Matthias’ head, putting him down with Frost.
There's no way she can lift either of these men back into the ring, especially with a broken arm, so Paige digs under the ring and pulls out a metal trashcan. Both Zahra and Alicia aren't about to let Paige take that weapon to their loves. However, it's Alicia that makes her way to Paige first because Gage Landon has gotten Zahra’s attention. The two of them are arguing which gives Alicia enough time to rip the trashcan from Paige’s hands. Paige whirls around, ready to strike, but Alicia ducks and happily slams the trashcan into Paige’s face. Alicia drops the trashcan and rushes to Frost’s side. Matthias climbs back into the ring and Alicia helps Frost to his feet. Matthias makes like he is about to charge, but Alicia pulls Frost out of the way. Frost shakes his head and begins stalking around the ring, right where Zahra and Gage are.
Gage’s eyes widen when he sees Frost approaching them and he quickly sits back down in his seat.
Zahra whirls around and finds herself face to face with Frost and Alicia. Being a cunt (as Tiffany would say), Zahra goes to slap Frost right in his creepy face. Frost catches her by the wrists and squeezes hard but Matthias is already trying to make the save. Frost let's go of Zahra right as Matthias leaps up to try and hit his superman punch, but Frost catches him by the throat with both hands. Zahra tries to react but Alicia tackles her to ground and Matthias gets tossed into the steel barricades. Gage started laughing.
Frost grabbed Matthias by the throat and forced him over towards the announce table. Christian Nobles and Miles Larsen got up as quickly as they could. Frost slammed Matthias down into the table, breaking it in half. It was an impressive show of strength from the 6’8” monster. He leaned down and pulled Matthias out of the wreckage, throwing him back inside the ring.
The entire time that has been going on, Paige has been playing possum on the outside. A shitty trashcan shot to the face from Alicia Frost is not about the take out one of the baddest bitches in all of So-Cal. As soon as Matthias rolls towards the outside, Paige strikes. She stabs Matthias right in the forehead with the fork that Damon Xalvador and Elena DeDraca used earlier to carve one another up. Frost is climbing back into the ring now over the top rope because he's so tall and shit, and Matthias is slowly getting back up to his feet. The sight of Matthias’ blood causes Frost to tilt his head to the side, almost like he's confused.
Paige creeps around the ring in the opposite direction of Zahra and Alicia - right as Zahra finally rids herself of Frost’s much more attractive better half. Alicia Frost eats a face full of steel ringsteps. The Oakland, California native waits until Frost and Matthias are fighting again, then she slips into the ring. Matthias knocks Frost back with an elbow and when Frost backs up, Paige stabs him in the back of the neck with the fork. She slams her cast into the back of Frost’s head and when he hits the ground with a thud like a big ass sequoia tree, she digs the fork into his skull.
Matthias has backed off a bit and is crouched down in the corner, wiping the blood from his face. He watches as Paige turns Frost over so that he's on his back and drives then she drives that fork into Frost’s forehead. Frost is a bloody mess when he finally gets his hand around Paige’s slender throat. Matthias shoots from the corner and nails Paige in the back of the head with his boot. With her out of the way, he mounts Frost and begins pummeling him with stiff rights and lefts. Zahra has slid a chair into the ring and Matthias grabs it. He begins choking Frost with and eventually places Frost head through the opening. He screams at Zahra to get up top, knowing damn well she would sacrifice herself so he could win a match. There's so much on the line for them.
Zahra does as she is told and gets ready to hit Frost with the “Phoenix Rising.” Thankfully for Frost, Alicia is back into the fold and jerks Zahra down from the ropes. Matthias is about to climb out of the ring and rid the world of Alicia Frost once and for all, but Paige hits him in the back with her cast. Matthias lays across the middle rope and Paige comes running full force. Both of her knees land in the middle of Matthias’ back and she starts choking him. For the first time all match, Henry Washington intervenes and pulls Paige off of Matthias. She is not at all happy and gets right into the referee’s face.
Taking her eyes off of her opponents proves to be a fatal mistake for Paige. She's given Matthias enough time to catch his breath. He nearly snatches her bald and slams her down into the mat with as much force as he has. Paige's head bounced off the mat and Matthias took his foot and slammed it right down onto that broken arm of Paige’s.
Alicia Frost has climbed down off of the apron now, satisfied that Zahra has been taken care of for the time being. She turns around, only to be blasted by Damon Xalvador who’s run from the back with a steel chair in hand. He smashes it over her head with all of his might before tossing the chair to the side. He kneels over her, reaching into his boot and retrieving a steel railroad spike. He looks up at Frost, who’s returned to his feet and happens to glance over the ropes, before driving the point of the spike into Alicia’s forehead. Instantly beads of blood begin to appear and run down her face. He drives it in deeper and drags it across her scalp. Frost has seen enough and storms out of the ring.
Xalvador releases Alicia and stands up to meet Frost. The two begin to go at it, Frost’s strikes more powerful, but with each strike Xalvador lands, the spike inflicts damage to whatever part of Frost it hits. Torso, arms, head.
Back in the ring, Paige rolls around clutching her broken wrist as pain shoots through her entire body. Matthias laughs wickedly. Zahra, who has returned to her feet and now also has a smile on her face, nods to Matthias. “End this, babe.” she says up to Matthias. Paige sits up, still holding her wrist, only to be on the receiving end of a stiff, straight right hand from Matthias that nearly knocks her block off. Matthias drops down in front of her, wrapping his massive arm around her next and rotating her body so that she’s on her stomach. And, somehow Matthias manages to successfully lock in a submission, showing that he’s been doing some training.
He flipped over her, landing on his feet in a bridge position, and wrenching back on her head. His arms around her neck in triangle fashion. This move being a Last Chancery, and he appropriately calls it “FADE TO BLACK”, and that’s precisely what Paige does. She tries her best to fight out of it, but soon she begins to fade until she’s unconscious. The referee has no other choice, he has to call for the bell.
WINNER: Matthias Black
CUT TO: INT. THE MEDICAL AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Sayani Barhaspati was pissed. She was pissed that Octavia Bloom had had the gall to attack her and she was pissed that Colton Carter was taking it nonchalantly. He had backed off to allow Dr. Curtis Everill to check over Sayani, but other than a bloody nose Sayani seemed fine. She was completely disheveled, but she was physically fine.
SAYANI BARHASPATI: “I didn't lower myself and walk into this cesspool tonight looking to get assaulted, Colton.”
COLTON CARTER: “Wasn't that the same girl from the other night? The one who wanted to see me?”
SAYANI BARHASPATI: “What does that have to do with the fact that there's now a blood stain on my Dolce and Gabbana dress?”
Colton sat down next to Sayani and put a protective hand on her thigh.
COLTON CARTER: “She's clearly not a crazed fan. Crazed, but not a fan. The guy, Ryker? The way he looked at me. Something's up with those two. I wonder if we know someone they know.”
Sayani rolled her beautiful dark eyes.
SAYANI BARHASPATI: “Oh I'm sure we do and someone’s going to pay for this fucking dress. Whoever the fuck they are - whoever that bitch is - she needs to not. These people have no idea who the hell I actually am. But I promise you this, they'll know soon enough.”
Sayani pulled her cellphone out and started dialing numbers. When her conversation switched from English to Farsi, he tuned out. The wrestler, the girl, and the monster he didn't recognize. But the other guy? He looked familiar. Colton just couldn't place him at that moment.
CUT TO INT. STORAGE ROOM – THE COMPLEX – CONTINUOUS The door broke off its hinges as it fell down onto the floor just barely missing Ian Echo and Laura.
IAN ECHO: “Frost!”
Ian quickly took a stance in front of Laura, blood dripping from his mouth and finger as he places himself in between Frost and Laura.
IAN ECHO: “Listen, Frost, I know what you may be thinking.”
FROST: “You. Don't fuckin’ know SHIT!”
IAN ECHO: “I—“
Frost grabs Ian by the throat and moves Ian out of the way slamming him hard into the wall. Ian’s head making a sickening thud against the wall; he collapses to the floor. Frost looks down on Laura, still tied to the chair and mouth now taped up with duct tape.
FROST: “Blood for blood.”
Frost grabs her by the throat as Laura screams a muffled scream.
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS Having vowed to basically end #TeamFriendship or at least to get them to leave her alone, Tiffany made her way down the hallway. She was searching for Ashtyn Rave or Aliyah Turner, or both. The platinum-haired princess was determined to make sure things were fair for the main event. She found Aliyah first, the former Trans-Pacific Champion leaning against a piece of equipment.
TIFFANY: “Hey…”
ALIYAH TURNER: “Tiffany. What's up?”
TIFFANY: “So it’s kind of my business, but it's kind of not. But like I wanted to let you and Ashtyn both know that if you guys need like backup against them, you can count on me.”
Tiffany extended her hand. Aliyah slipped hers into the pockets of her skinny jeans.
ALIYAH TURNER: “I won't speak for Ashtyn but I appreciate that. Here's the thing though. Ashtyn doesn't take too kindly to people involving themselves in her business. Noah Reigner helped her win a match months ago and that basically sparked this little revolution.”
Aliyah grinned.
ALIYAH TURNER: “BUT, I told Ashtyn that if things get out of hand, I wouldn't sit back and let them escalate. And if you want to go down there and put the boot to a trio of bitches, I will NEVER be the one to say ‘hey, don't do that.’ “
Tiffany’s pretty face broke into a huge grin.
TIFFANY: “So we basically just wait and watch.”
ALIYAH TURNER (nodding): “A fight is inevitable.”
CUT TO: EXT. PARKING LOT -- THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX -- CONTINUOUS A black Toyota truck with no license plates pulls into the Loading bay area of the Ultraviolent Complex. Without stopping, a masked man in the bed of of the truck drops the gate and pushes someone out onto the pavement. He reached out, pulling the gate door closed and slammed his hand three times against the body of the truck. That was the signal that made the driver slam his foot on the gas pedal and the truck quickly sped out of the parking lot.
Aryanna Cortez, who had received an anonymous text message to come to the loading dock just moments ago, rushed to the body on the ground and let out a shrill scream. One that was loud enough to attract attention of a few people not too far away. Aryanna, who sat on her knees and with tears rolling down her face rapidly, shouted at the on lookers.
ARYANNA CORTEZ “Get someone! Get my dad! It’s Alejandro!”
CUT TO: INT. PARKING LOT – THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX – CONTINUOUS Damon Xalvador bursts into the car park. He uses his fingers to pull the strands of hair out of his eyes. He looks around, eyes searching with urgency.
DAMON XALVADOR: “This is between you and me!”
Damon starts walking, glancing between each car and truck parked.
DAMON XALVADOR: “She has nothing to do with this!”
FROST (O.S): “Are you so sure?”
Damon spins around, but nobody is around.
FROST (O.S): “Blood for blood.”
DAMON XALVADOR: “I'm here now! Let's settle it, between you and me!”
Damon continues his search, as a car alarm sets off behind him.
FROST (O.S): “Soon.”
Damon's eyes notice something in the distance as he breaks out into a run.
DAMON XALVADOR: “Laura!”
He slows for a second and walks toward Laura who lays on the parking lot floor. Eyes closed, covered in blood and not moving – still ALIVE!
Damon drops to his knee and slides one arm underneath her legs and other under her upper back and lifts her up.
He notices on the ground beside her words in blood, “JULY 25, WORLD WAR.”
DAMON XALVADOR: “I'll fuckin’ kill you, kill you all!”
The challenge was accepted, the match was set.
MAIN EVENT:Ashtyn Rave Vs. Hunter Moxley Hunter Moxley was out first. She marched to the ring, full of arrogance and with a smug expression plastered all over her face. She took to the ring, stopping in her corner - waiting. Ashtyn Rave would make her way out next. The Queen of California glanced at Gage Landon sitting at ringside as she walked by. She would be representing him at So Cal World War, so he had a vested interest in watching how Ashtyn handled one member of #TeamFriendship. After Ashtyn climbed into the ring, Hunter quickly lunged toward her.
Ashtyn avoided the initial attack from Hunter, countering the grab attempt with a swift kick to the mid-section. Hunter doubled over but for only a second before the much taller ‘Amazon’ straightened up. Ashtyn threw another kick, looking for the ribcage area, but Hunter grabbed her leg and stopped the attack. Hunter reached out, grabbing a fist full of Ashtyn’s hair and mercilessly yanking her forward into a headbutt. Ashtyn hit the mat after Hunter released her leg, and this is where Hunter began her attack. Ashtyn began to push herself up, only to be blasted in the face by a running kick that would render anyone else unconscious. Not Ashtyn, though. She had the heart of a champion. She rolled up to her knees again, and Hunter hit the ropes and came back with another sick running kick to Ashtyn’s face. Ashtyn hit the mat, and Hunter stood tall over the Queen of So Cal.
Hunter made sure to look directly at Gage, pointing down to Ashtyn and screaming out, “This is your company's saviour?” Hunter stepped over Ashtyn, moving closer to the ropes where she leaned over “This is our company now.” She threatened. Before anything else could happen, Ashtyn reached up and grabbed Hunter, pulling her down with a quick roll up. The referee dropped down, but only counted a one before Hunter powered up. Hunter was up to her feet first, but only by a couple of seconds. Hunter quickly moved forward and nearly beheaded Ashtyn with a massive clothesline. Ashtyn rolls to the outside of the ring, selling the effect of Hunter’s power. Hunter followed her out of the ring, grabbing a handful of colored hair, and pulling her up enough to slam her face first onto the floor. The fans closest to the action boo Hunter, to which she replies with just a smug smirk. Ashtyn rolled closer to the barrier, which Hunter grabbed a hold of, placing her foot on Ashtyn’s throat and literally stood ontop of her. This lasted for a couple of seconds before Hunter stepped off.
Hunter turned her back for a second, once more turning her focus on Gage who looked concerned for Ashtyn. Ashtyn clutched at her throat for a second before she began to move toward the ring. Ashtyn reached out, using the apron around the ring to help pull herself up. Hunter eventually turned around, and as she did - she recieved a hard kick from Ashtyn to the stomach. Ashtyn climbed onto the apron, and Hunter lunged forward grabbing her by the leg. Ashtyn struggled but eventually got her leg free and kicked Hunter directly in the face. Hunter clutched at her nose, backing away, and this gave Ashtyn time to jump onto the middle rope - springboarding back and turning in midair. She crashed on top of Hunter with a crossbody variation and they both ended up sprawled out on the floor.
The fans popped watching Ashtyn fly through the air. She was up to her feet first, and she proceeded to grab Hunter by the hair and pulled her up to her feet. Ashtyn now grabbed Hunter’s head with both hands before slamming her face first into the crowd barrier - immediately pulling her to the nearby set of steel steps and slamming her face off of that too. Ashtyn released Hunter’s head and allowed her to collapse to the floor. Ashtyn walked to the opposite side of the steps, stopping just a few feet away and turning back. She saw Hunter beginning to rise, so she took a page from Matthias’ playbook. Running toward the steps, jumping up and using the steps as an elevated platform to fly off of -- but Hunter caught Ashtyn mid-move attempt. Hunter turned around and rushed Ashtyn spine-first into the steel post.
Ashtyn let out a scream of pain as she was dumped to the floor. Hunter grabbed Ashtyn again, yanking her up and easily lifting her onto her shoulders before carrying her to the ring and rolling her in. Hunter climbed in after her, grabbing Ashtyn’s legs as she lay on her stomach. Hunter positioned herself, and lifted her up in a wheelbarrow suplex position. But as she lifted Ashtyn, before she could transition into the (german style) suplex, Ashtyn shifted her weight causing Hunter’s to release her grip. Ashtyn reached back, wrapping her arm around Hunter’s head and shifting both of their weight forward, Ashtyn countered with a beautiful bulldog! Ashtyn pushed herself up quickly and was followed by Hunter just seconds later. Ashtyn knew she had to use her speed in order to put some distance between herself and Hunter, so she turned and sprinted to the ropes. Hunter looked a little wobbly following that bulldog, and when she turned to see Ashtyn running at her - she couldn’t do much to avoid the flying calf kick. Hunter ate the impact and hit the mat.
Ashtyn was now running on adrenaline. Blasting up to her feet, she quickly moved to the corner and mounted the middle ropes, turning back and watching as Hunter began to work herself up. Once Hunter was up, Ashtyn lept off, hitting a perfect dropkick that sent Hunter right back down to the mat. Ashtyn crawled to her opponent, covering her.. But much like earlier, she only picked up a one count before Hunter powered her off. Ashtyn returned to her feet, pulling Hunter up with her. Ashtyn left Hunter groggy and turned to hit the ropes again. Ashtyn came back, and by now Hunter shook off the cobwebs and threw her arm out to powerfully clothesline Ashtyn. Ashtyn ducked underneath the attempt, hitting the far ropes. Hunter turned around toward Ashtyn … SPEAR! Ashtyn just hit Hunter with her own maneuver.
Ashtyn sat up to her knees next to Hunter, grabbing the back of her head with one hand and the other - balled into a fist - and beginning to punch Hunter mercilessly. She did this repeatedly half a dozen times before stopping and shooting up to her feet. Ashtyn took off toward the ropes, hitting them and coming back with a running senton! Ashtyn looked to cover Hunter, but Hunter being the veteran she is, rolled herself into the corner away from Ashtyn. Ashtyn watched this before moving to the corner opposite of Hunter. Ashtyn watched as Hunter pulled herself up with the ropes. Once Hunter was up, Ashtyn charged into Hunter’s corner - but Hunter countered whatever Ashtyn had planned with a brilliantly timed elbow that Ashtyn crashed face first into. Hunter turned and climbed up to the top rope quickly, back to Ashtyn and had every intention of executing a Moonsault onto her standing opponent. Ashtyn, though, had other plans..
Ashtyn lunged forward, knocking Hunter’s legs out from under her. Hunter fell, straddling the top rope. Ashtyn didn’t allow her any time to recover, immediately she grabbed her and pulled her down into a tree of woe. Ashtyn walked backward out of the corner, stopping mid ring before running forward and hitting a hesitation style dropkick to Hunter’s face! Hunter crumbled down to the mat just as Ashtyn was pulling herself up. Ashtyn grabbed Hunter, dragging her into the middle of the ring where she immediately applied a Camel Clutch to Hunter. Ashtyn wrenched back on Hunter’s neck and head, almost falling back herself, bending Hunter back in an unnatural way. But the ‘Genetic Freak’ never submitted. She was asked, but ‘respectfully’ declined with a loud “fuck you”.
Ashtyn released the hold, knowing that Hunter wasn’t going to give up anytime soon. So instead of risking the hold being countered, somehow, Ashtyn was doing this on her terms. Ashtyn stomped on Hunter a couple of times as she rose. Ashtyn grabbed her, pulling her up fully. Grabbing her arm, Ashtyn twisted underneath it and pulled her back into the corner. She stepped backward up to the middle, then to the top rope before cat walking the ropes. This was a move she called “A LITTLE BIT OF SOUTHERN STYLE” and she hit it perfectly, driving Hunter into the mat. Ashtyn rolled her over, and dropped to her knees to cover - but Hunter, again, rolled out of the way. Ashtyn grew frustrated. Hunter rolled underneath the ropes and onto the apron. Ashtyn stood up just as Hunter did. Ashtyn threw a right hand, which Hunter blocked. Hunter quickly thrusted herself between the top and middle ropes, shoulder butting Ashtyn in the stomach. Ashtyn backed away a little, and Hunter ducked halfway between the ropes before launching herself in a springboard style - hitting a huge Cutter variation on Ashtyn.
Ashtyn’s face was driven into the center of the ring, and Hunter wasted no time before turning her over and covering her.
One.. Two.. Kickout!
Hunter snarled and picked Ashtyn up, kicking her hard in the stomach. Hunter moved beside Ashtyn, hooking Ashtyn’s arm over her shoulders and scooping Ashtyn’s inside leg. This is where Hunter would typically lift Ashtyn up, flipping her over and letting her fall face first hitting a move she calls “DEADLY IMPACT”. Hunter would go about the steps, lifting her up and flipping her over. Ashtyn, however, managed to land on her feet. Hunter was beside herself. She turned around to face Ashtyn, and was kicked hard in the stomach. Ashtyn immediately set her up in position, lifted her and hit the “FUCK YOU” Styles Clash! But instead of rolling into a pinning attempt, Ashtyn hit the move and withdrew her legs, quickly transitioning into the “LITERALLY GOING TO BREAK THIS..” Fujiwara Armbar! She’s never strung her finishing moves together like this, and her doing so caused Gage Landon to jump to his feet in excitement! The roof of the Complex was nearly torn off with the roar from the crowd as Ashtyn wrenched back hard on Hunter’s arm. You can see the pain and anguish in Hunter’s face as she flails her arm about. But she wasn’t tapping.
CUT TO: INT. THE BACKSTAGE AREA - THE ULTRAVIOLENT COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS The cameras cut away from the main event because backstage, Aliyah Turner and Tiffany are double teaming Zahra Phoenix. As Aliyah predicted, it was only a matter of time before #TeamFriendship tried to assert themselves in the match. What they didn't know is that Zahra suffering a beat down was merely a diversion. Neither woman saw Matthias Black sneaking into the picture. Aliyah was the first to feel the “PCB Plunge.” He slammed her down onto a table, breaking it in half. Tiffany was wailing away on Zahra when Matthias snatched her up by her hair. Using all his strength, he flung Tiffany into the wall opposite of them and her body hit the ground with a thud. Satisfied with the damage done, Matthias pulled Zahra to her feet and together the awful duo headed for the ring. Before heading out there, Matthias grabbed a baseball bat.
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Moxley’s threshold for pain and refusal to tap despite the fact she would be nursing that arm for weeks to come would be admirable if she weren’t such a cunt. Ashtyn reluctantly let go of the hold when she realized that Moxley would rather pass out from the pain and suffer a broken arm than give in to her. Getting to her feet, the Queen of California looked at the ropes and decided to go for the top rope. For one of the first times in her career, Ashtyn Rave heard the cheers of the crowd and the chanting of her name. They were solidly behind her. As she steadied herself and got ready to end Hunter Moxley with “Khaleesi’s Kamikaze Shot”, she looked over at Gage Landon. He was all in - chanting louder than anyone. For Ashtyn, it was an epiphany. This was what wrestling was all about.
This crowd. This atmosphere.
And then the unthinkable happened.
A baseball bat slammed into the left knee of Ashtyn Rave. The crowd let out an audible gasp. Ashtyn tumbled from the top rope, down to the concrete floor. She landed right at the feet of Matthias Black and her head bounced off the concrete. Matthias dropped the bat beside Ashtyn and snatched the Queen up off the ground by her hair. Behind him stood Zahra Phoenix, soaking up the atmosphere and smiling like a psychopath. Henry Washington slipped into the ring as Matthias pulled Ashtyn into the ring with him. Ashtyn was a ragdoll in his hands; her knee likely destroyed and literally seeing stars. Matthias lifted her up with ease and nearly broke her in half with the “PCB Plunge.”
Zahra had climbed into the ring as well and was checking on Hunter. She looked up at Matthias and together they hoisted Hunter up. The Valkyrie was clutching her arm and she was worn out, but the scowl she wore on her face told the entire story. Together, #TeamFriendship put the boots to Ashtyn. Once the Queen was completely destroyed, Hunter fought through her pain to lift Ashtyn up and drop her down with “The Valkyrie Drop.” She covered Ashtyn Rave and Henry Washington literally shoved referee Adriana Martinez out of the way and slammed his hand down for the quickest three count ever.
WINNER: Hunter Moxley
It was pretty ridiculous given the fact he wasn’t even in charge of the match. Henry jumped out of the ring, snatched the ring bell from Savannah Harper and rang it like a madman. Matthias pulled Hunter to her feet and along with Zahra, they raised Hunter’s arms in the air right in front of Gage Landon. Gage had turned fifty shades of white, almost as if his So-Cal life had flashed before his eyes.
From the back, Aliyah Turner and Tiffany came running down to the ring, both of them recovering from the attack Matthias and Zahra had orchestrated. #TeamFriendship scattered before Aliyah and Tiffany could start throwing punches. The trio passed in front of Gage, Matthias getting right into the other man’s face. Gage’s eyes were full of fear but he didn’t back down. Beside him, Meredith at least had the decency to look worried. Inside the ring, Tiffany was screaming for medical to come down while Aliyah was checking on Ashtyn. Ashtyn was awake due to the pain of her left knee. The camera zoomed in and anyone with an eye for sports injuries could see that Ashtyn’s kneecap was dislocated and who the fuck knows what else was wrong with it. Dr. Curtis Everill hit the ring as Julian appeared onstage to greet #TeamFriendship. Gage jumped over the railing and slid in the ring, checking on Ashtyn as well. The crowd was still in shock. No one quite knew how to react.
Julian had a microphone. Even after the shitty night he had, Cortez was determined to get the last laugh.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “Well amigo, looks like there won’t be a Matthias Black versus Ashtyn Rave match come So-Cal World War.”
Julian’s evil laugh reverberated throughout the entire Ultraviolent Complex. Dr. Everill was on his phone - likely calling for an ambulance. Gage, Aliyah, and Tiffany looked upset. Lindsay Pierce, Laine Pierce, Andrew Wolfe, AJ Cross, and Elias Barnes had all made their way to the front of the Friends and Family section. They had all been watching the show from various places, but had made their way into the building during the main event. They looked crestfallen. None of them had pictured it ending like this.
JULIAN CORTEZ: “Perhaps you can take her place, or maybe the washed-up has-been of a partner you got yourself could step in? No?”
Inside the ring, Aliyah got to her feet. She pulled Gage away from the scene and the two of them exchanged a few words. Aliyah motioned for Savannah to hand her a microphone, but before she could speak into it, Tiffany grabbed her hand. The camera zoomed in on the two women talking and Aliyah asking “are you sure?” was picked up. Tiffany didn’t hesitate. She nodded firmly and took the microphone from Aliyah.
TIFFANY: “I’ll do it.”
The crowd didn’t dare get their hopes up.
TIFFANY: “I’ll take Ashtyn’s place in two weeks at So-Cal World War.”
That did make them pop.
On the stage, #TeamFriendship exchanged looks. Matthias didn’t react, but Zahra and Hunter just looked amused. Zahra took the microphone from Julian.
ZAHRA PHOENIX: “You? You could barely beat Madison Tempest earlier tonight. How in the hell are you going to defeat Matthias?”
Tiffany narrowed her eyes.
TIFFANY: “With absolutely everything I have.”
ZAHRA PHOENIX (rolling her eyes): “Fine. He accepts. And guess what bitch? We’re going to make it a scaffold match.”
Zahra dropped the microphone and turned around to face Matthias. Hunter’s eyes were also on Matthias. Both women wanted to see how he reacted. Julian Cortez and Gage Landon were staring one another down. Tiffany swallowed a lump that had formed in her throat, but in order to move on completely and cement her own legacy, she knew she had to do this.
TIFFANY: “Done.”
She dropped the mic and turned back to Ashtyn. This ends Asylum XII.
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