Post by Eden on Dec 27, 2020 23:58:23 GMT -5
Distant guitars reverb, a woman's voice cutting out in static--
♪ ...when you feel that rage, when you feel that-- ♪
The rain-dripping back alleys of Serenity, California at night set our scene. A green glow guides us, trailing through puddle reflections and shadows cast around corners.
♪ when you feel that rage-- ♪
We turn a corner and the shot opens up, to show a hulking building with a glowing green logo--
♪ We’re the underdogs roaming in the dark ♪
The figure of Christy Winters appears on our screen, cast in that same glow.
♪ We’re the savages born from worlds apart ♪
Abby Evans and Chucky Ross stand back to back, arms crossed, looking over their shoulders at the camera. Chucky holds the Demolition Title.
♪ Our past has shown just how we bleed ♪
Fast clips of Kiki Katharsies and Sin's heinous Ancient Way deathmatch, both women gashing each other open.
♪ A blind future in front of me ♪
Aaron Jones yells at the camera, pumped on adrenaline. Brian Blades nails someone with the Blues Traveller.
♪ Lost and fractured to the point of break ♪
V stretches in half-shadows, the light playing across his trademark throat scar. Gabe Reno and Chris Chaos leer in excitement from the entrance stage.
♪ So come and play with that rage, that rage ♪
Jonathan Edwards shows his tattooed fists to the camera-- STAY DOWN.
♪ Light a match and reignite the flames, the flames ♪
Phantom loom in the dark, candles illuminating his face.
♪ This ain’t the end, we’re here to stay ♪
Tora Nishida looks smugly into the camera. Sarah Lynn points accusingly, mid promo.
♪ We rush into the unknown, fearless and brave ♪
Gothica Skylight delivers the Gothic Drop to a poor opponent. John Blade hits the Razor's Edge.
♪ So don’t throw it away, that rage ♪
Mya Denton wraps someone in the Demented hold, screaming in intensity. Legion looms in snowy shadows with a serious look on their face..
♪ Won’t stop until sweet victory! ♪
Elijah Copeland shouts and the logo explodes, bringing us to--
The empty Arts, Crafts, and Music therapy room in the Sanatorium, and the new head nurse apprising the contents of the room. She is approaching middle-age, her hair already silver and years of hard work born on her face, but nevertheless, she wears a satisfied smile. Nurse Rawson towers over the orderly next to her, holding her hand out for the next resident file.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Yes, this room will do nicely, I believe.
ORDERLY
We keep it fully stocked with the usual supplies, Nurse Rawson.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Wonderful, the next one, please.
The orderly hands over the next file as quickly as possible, standing by while she skims the contents. We see the name John Blade on the exterior and she frowns before closing the file and tossing it onto the table. The orderly hands her another one, this one bearing a single letter...V. Again, Nurse Rawson flips through the resident file, pursing her lips before tucking that file into the crook of her arm.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Come on, give me the next one. I have to meet with the Warden tomorrow. I need to bring her the cases that actually have some hope for true recovery.
ORDERLY
Perhaps this one as well?
He hands over a file bearing the name Gothica Skylight and Nurse Rawson hems and haws as she reads the summary before tucking it under her arm as well.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Perhaps. Hand me the next one.
The next file folder reads Elijah Copeland and Nurse Rawson is quiet as she reads the file with a hint of a smile on her face. She looks up, adding Copeland’s file to the stack under her arm.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Yes, he will do. Take me to my office, I have a bit of reading to do…what was your name, again?
ORDERLY | BILL
Bill, Ma’am.
Bill the Orderly smiles, picking up her discarded files from the table before he rejoins Nurse Rawson’s side. He begins to lead her to her office, just across from the therapy room.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Good, I will need a regular assistant and you have been helpful enough. I will ensure the Warden moves you to my direct report pool.
ORDERLY | BILL
I look forward to working with you, Nurse Rawson.
Bill the Orderly holds the door open for her, joining her inside as we cut back to the announce table.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Here we are for another episode of Sanatorium, Hel!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Indeed, here we are. And for our opening match, Sarah Lynn takes on Abby Evans!
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
"Dig The Crazy" cues up as Abby walks out, her hands behind her back as she sticks her tongue out at the camera before walking to the ring. She slides up on the apron, gives out a scream, and slowly seductively crawls under the bottom rope before sitting in the corner and just stares at her opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
As “Trip The Darkness” by Lacuna Coil plays Sarah Lynn runs to the ring and slides into it. She stands up and runs to a corner. She jumps onto the middle rope, raises her arms and the jumps off of it. The music stops playing.
Then the referee does the pre-match check onto both Abby Evans and Sarah Lynn. Then they signal for the bell and then they start to circle each other. After a few moments, Abby and Sarah grapple each other in a collar and elbow. Then Sarah Lynn manages to gain the advantage by tossing Abby with a Japanese Arm Drag. Then Sarah Lynn then quickly grabs Abby in a Side Headlock and holds onto it for a few moments before Abby manages to get out of it by twisting her body and locking Sarah Lynn into an Octopus Hold.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
These women going to their ground game early on, a real wrestling match so to speak tonight it seems.
Then the referee sees this submission attempt and goes to see if Sarah Lynn gives up.
Referee
Do you give in?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Little premature for that, one would think.
Sarah Lynn nods her head no and continues to fight. Abby continues to lock the Octopus Hold in tighter. Then after a few moments, Sarah Lynn manages to squeeze her way out of the Octopus Hold by tripping Abby up with a Drop Toehold of sorts. Then Abby takes a few steps back and appears to charge towards Sarah. But Sarah manages to leap over Abby and then as Abby turns around to face Sarah, Sarah catches her with a Hurricanrana which Abby goes outside of the ring.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Ooh, nice hurricanrana there by Sarah Lynn!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
It certainly was, Gia. Sarah has really been showing her stuff here in recent episodes.
Sarah hypes the fans by wanting to dive. As this happens, the referee is starting the count for Abby outside of the ring. Sarah looks to the nearest corner and gets an idea.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
They'd better get their asses back in that ring, double countout would definitely be a lame start to this show. HEY! GET YOUR ASSES BACK IN THAT RING, YA PANSIES! OR I'LL BREAK MY SOCIAL DISTANCING AND PUT YOU BACK IN!
As the referee reaches the count of four, Sarah runs towards the closet corner near Abby. Then proceeds to dive towards Abby with a Top Rope Cross Body. Abby crashes into the outside mats hard as Sarah is also a bit slow to get up as well. Then the referee restarts the count, as Sarah grabs Abby wants to throw her back into the ring but as Sarah appears to do so, Abby grabs Sarah’s head and uses the ring apron as launching pad and performs a Shiranui to the outside. Abby clutches at her back and neck as she is once more slow to get up. Sarah Lynn appears out of it but also slowly starts to rise as well. Then the referee can be heard with their count once more.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
It seems they're both downed again. Gia, do you need a Xanax, perhaps?
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
NO! I NEED THESE TWO INSIPID LITTLE GIRLS TO HIKE UP THEIR PANTIES AND FIGHT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR
FIVE!
SIX!
Then Abby grabs Sarah and tosses her back into the ring as the referee gets up to a count of six. Abby then starts to circle Sarah Lynn with a menacing look of destruction in her eyes. Then Abby goes to pick up Sarah Lynn off the mat and appears to pick her up into a Cradle position. As Abby goes to grab Sarah’s leg, Sarah counters out of it by flipping over Abby and hitting a Jumping Neckbreaker to bring Abby to the mat once more.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
That's what I'm talking about, ladies! Hit moves like real grownups, don't take nappie naps!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Gia... seriously... it's not drug abuse when you have a prescription.
Sarah looks to the corner nearest where Abby is laying and starting to stir a bit. She starts to climb up but Abby manages to spring up and catches Sarah before she does her signature aerial assault. They continue to fight for a few moments before Abby tries to grab Sarah Lynn with a Monkey Flip from the top turnbuckle. But Sarah manages to have it scouted and nails Abby with what appears to be a knee to the chest to cause Abby to spill to the mat below. Then Sarah manages to reposition herself and launches off with her signature Top Rope Moonsault onto Abby. The referee sees this and goes for a count…
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Is this gonna be it?!
ONE!
TWO!
But somehow Abby barely manages to kick out at 2 9/10. Sarah looks flustered and then starts to stalk Abby to get up. Then as soon as Abby does, Sarah Lynn kicks Abby in the gut and performs her finisher, the Twist of Fate. She covers Abby one more time as the referee makes the count…
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Trying again!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Then the referee signals for the bell as "Trip the Darkness" plays over the PA as the referee raises Sarah Lynn’s hand in victory. She celebrates for a bit before heading to the back. Then the referee and some orderlies come out to assist Abby to the medical area for a checkup.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Sarah Lynn continues her streak of dominance here at Sanatorium. I'd hazard a guess that the girl is ready for some bigger fish than they've been giving her.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
YOUR WINNER, SARAH LYNN!
WINNER VIA PINFALL: SARAH LYNN
Edwards is sitting in his cell thinking about Grindhouse. He knows it was there where he got screwed out of the title that should've been his in the first place. Jonathan Edwards is wearing a white t-shirt, orange jumpsuit pants, and black sneakers on his feet. He looks at the camera and breathes in.
YOUR SAVIOR | JONATHAN EDWARDS
You know, I think about Grindhouse, and it just pisses me off. I never thought I would say this, but I found out that day that the fans were never on my side. I can't believe I was so stupid.
He lets out a soft chuckle.
YOUR SAVIOR | JONATHAN EDWARDS
But I guess that's the price of trying to be the good guy, right? I changed who I was because I wanted to give the history of the Demolition Championship the respect that it deserves. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING?
I did what I did because I thought it was the right thing to do. It was the ways things were supposed to be, but what happened? I was handcuffed to the ropes and got screwed out of the title THAT SHOULD'VE BEEN MINE! I busted my ass to get in that match, and that happened.
He leans on his bed and brings up an open palm to his face, and thinks.
YOUR SAVIOR | JONATHAN EDWARDS
Chucky, you have what belongs to me. You have the belt that you stole from me. I want MY shot. I want to take what you have, and that is the Demolition Championship. But this time, you won't get the respectful Jonathan Edwards that you know. No, this time, you're getting a man that's much worse.
He chuckles.
YOUR SAVIOR | JONATHAN EDWARDS
Tonight, you'll see what I'm talking about, and Chucky, I suggest you watch it.
He lays back down on the bed as the scene fades.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Making her way to the ring with her bodyguard, Hellion, from Atlanta, Georgia this is GOOOOTHHHHHHICCCCAAAA SKKKKKYYYYYYYLIIIIIGGHHHHHTTTT!!!
The beginning of the song "Cry Little Sister" by Carfax Abbey starts to blast over the PA system. When the lead singer starts to sing, the beautiful Gothica Skylight aka "The Gothic Princess" starts to come on out on all fours. She quickly kips up and grab her two-by-four board with the thumbtacks attached to it to hold really close to her for protection. She's being accompanied to the ring by her manager, Hellion. They walk past the fans with an ice cold look seen seeping through her eyes. She evilly smiles and laughs at the same time. She gets inside of the ring and goes to her corner to talk trash into the nearest camera as what she wants to do to her opponent, keeping the wicked smile on her face as Hellion stands by her..
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Is she really in here for Shoplifting? Shoplifting? Did she cut homeroom to do it?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Maybe she is a kleptomaniac or something?
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Makes sense...I guess...
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
And her opponent from Chicago. Illinois this is MYYYYYYYYYAAAAA DEEEEENNNNNNTOOOOONNNNNN!!
"Pretty Little Psycho" by Porcelain Black comes on as Mya skips out to the stage and gives a small little wave, before skipping down to the ring. Mya slides under the bottom rope and continues to skip inside the ring before she sits on the middle ropes, crossing her legs and slyly looks over at Gothica and licks her lips like she can't wait to get this thing going.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Well the little firecracker looks ready to go...
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
That's what she said....
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Really?
The ref instructs the girls to listen to her instructions and then searches them for illegal weapons and then signals for the bell and the match is underway and Mya with a flurry of punches, then a kick and then pushes Gothica into a corner and uses her left leg to choke Gothica then steps back and turns and nails a roundhouse kick that drops Gothica to the mat. Mya with a knee drop and then grabs both of Gothicas' arms and pulls them behind her and then puts a foot in her back in a modified surfboard. She continues to pull back, Gothica screams in pain. Mya yells at the ref to tell Gothica to quit. Gothica refuses to quit and after a few moments Mya simply has to release the move because Gothica just won't quit. Mya stomps on the back of Gothica a few times and then stands with her back to Gothica and then does a standing moonsault onto the back of Gothica and then rolls her over and makes a cover...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Nice series of moves that Mya pulled off there, very impressive...
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Yeah Mya has looked very good early on...
The ref checks on Gothica as she clutches her back in pain. A faint smile can be seen on the face of Gothica as she crawls towards the ropes and then grabs at them and starts to pull herself up and Mya charges in but Gothica with a boot to the face. Mya staggers back but then charges right back in and is met by a second boot to the face. Gothica shakes the cobwebs from her head and moves in on Mya, she measures Mya and then hits a stiff punch to the head and then one to the gut. She grabs Mya and nails gutwrech suplex. Mya hits the mat hard and Gothica is still a little slow on the attack. Mya is getting to her feet but Gothica with a hard punt style kick to the head. Mya crumbles to the mat and Gothica moves in and grabs Mya by the hair and pulls her up and then snapmares her over using her hair. Mya screams in pain and then Gothica does it a second time and yells at her “THIS IS MY RING!”. Gothica then winds up and slaps Mya hard to the face. Mya stumbles and Gothica grabs her puts Gothicas' head between her legs, double underhooks both arms and then lifts Mya up and nails a double underhook piledriver. Gothica rolls her over and makes a cover...
ONE!
TWO!
Mya somehow finds a way to get the shoulder up...
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
What a move by Gothica! That was really impressive!
A replay picture in picture sponsored by Wonder Woman 84 coming to theaters this Christmas shows the move again!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Gothica is really showing a lot tonight!
Mya looks to be in a lot of trouble and as Gothica pulls her up by head but Mya with a very simple move a thumb to the throat. Gothica gasps for air and grabs her throat and staggers away coughing. Mya gets up and nails a superkick, the move knocking Gothica down to the mat. Mya goes to a corner and climbs to the second rope and drops a second rope leg drop and then makes a cover....
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout by Gothica
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Kinda desperate move there by Mya but it paid off! But can she finish off Gothica?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Time will tell but the match has gone back and forth, a good, solid match.
Mya looks at the ref who holds up two fingers and then backs away. Mya looks at the ref again and then shakes her head and moves and mounts Gothica and begins ground and pounding the face of Gothica who can only cover up but Gothica is also able to get her legs up and under the shoulders of Mya and pulls her back and into a pinning position...
ONE!
TWO!
And kickout with authority by Mya and then a basement dropkick to the face of Gothica and then a kip up by Mya. Mya pulls Gothica up but Gothica with an inside cradle....
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Gothica has a lot of spunk if you ask me and Mya has been very impressive tonight!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Yeah I have to say Mya has really shown me a lot tonight! But Gothica has just fought her ass off tonight!
Mya goes right after Gothica again hitting her with a flurry of punches and then goes for the Cra Cra but Gothica dodges it, pushes Mya away but Mya comes right back and is met with a boot to the gut and then the Skylight's Arrow (Modified Diamond Cutter) and makes a cover....
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Well color me shocked Gothica pulled off the win....
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
I have to say this was a very entertaining match!
The ref raises the hand of Gothica as she grabs her back in pain....
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
The winner of the match GOOOOTTTTHIIIICCCCAAAAAA SKKKKKYYYYYYYLLLLIIIGGGHHHTTT!!!!
WINNER VIA PINFALL: GOTHICA SKYLIGHT
We move on. The scene is seen taking place inside of the Asylum where there's two chairs seen. At one of the chairs sits one of the World Wrestling Headquarters' backstage interviewers Ace Michaels and sitting across from him is Sanatorium superstar, Chucky Ross, who is now the current, reigning and defending Demolition Champion.
THE ACE OF WWH | ACE MICHAELS
Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm Ace Michaels and I am here getting ready to interview the brand new Sanatorium show Demolition Champion, Chucky Ross. First off, congratulations on becoming the new champion.
THE SOULLESS JESTER | CHUCKY ROSS
Thank you, Mr. Michaels. It’s always a pleasure to be interviewed by the likes of someone of your caliber and professionalism.
THE ACE OF WWH | ACE MICHAELS
Now that you are the new champion, how do you feel about being crowned the new champion?
Chucky ponders for a few moments before answering.
THE SOULLESS JESTER | CHUCKY ROSS
It’s absolutely fucking wonderful. This right here means that I am the best here for the Demolition Division. I am glad I was the one to wrestle this away from that no-good “technical” nobody known as Tora Nishida. He didn’t even deserve to hold a belt of this style, let alone threaten to end its existence. This is the fucking Sanatorium and not Dystopia. They can have the technical, normal titles. Titles like this one deserve to exist and the Sanatorium is the perfect place for it. Anyone who wants to enter the Demolition Division, bring it the fuck on!
Then he smiles devilishly before Ace asks the next question.
THE ACE OF WWH | ACE MICHAELS
Wonderful! Moving forward, do you have any goals here at Sanatorium?
THE SOULLESS JESTER | CHUCKY ROSS
Goals? Well, I accomplished one right here.
As he points to the Demolition Championship before continuing.
THE SOULLESS JESTER | CHUCKY ROSS
Besides that, I may want to challenge for other belts such as the Underground and the Asylum Championships. Hell, I might even be ballsy enough to find someone and challenge for the Tag Team Championships. But other than that, my main goal is to show that the Demolition Division belongs here in the Sanatorium and the WWH as a whole. So one more, anyone who thinks they got the gumption or the balls to fight me, earn it and then bring it!
THE ACE OF WWH | ACE MICHAELS
That's great to hear! Do you have any dream opponents that you want to face one day?
THE SOULLESS JESTER | CHUCKY ROSS
Dream opponents? Not really. But if I could I would have loved to have fought Maki.
THE ACE OF WWH | ACE MICHAELS
Interesting choice. But, I want to congratulate you on becoming the new champion. I knew that you had it in you to accomplish anything.
Chucky nods.
THE SOULLESS JESTER | CHUCKY ROSS
Thank you, Mr. Michaels. I knew deep down that I had it too. But I just needed that extra little bit to burst my eternal fire a bit hotter before driving Tora Nishida’s head into that steel chair with the Demonic Desensitization and getting the three count. Then the Demolition Championship went to someone who not only embodies the championship but will be the flagbearer of the division until I deem it to end.
Then he smiles once more before Ace continues
THE ACE OF WWH | ACE MICHAELS
Thank you so very much for letting me interview you.
THE SOULLESS JESTER | CHUCKY ROSS
You’re quite welcome, Mr. Michaels. Have a wonderful day.
Then Ace Michaels and the rest of the crew start to leave before Chucky’s eyes turn red for a moment before turning back to normal as the interview ends.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Ladies and Gentlemen, this contest is scheduled for one fall!
Brian Blades is already in the ring, having foregone his entrance this evening, clearly eager to see this over with.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Introducing first, already in the ring and weighing in at two-hundred and thirty pounds, hailing from Odessa, Texas….BRIIIIIAN BLADES!!
The crowd cheers, but they are interrupted by the lights going out. Then a video begins to play on the Tron that displays dark clouds with rumbles coming from them. Soon, thunder strikes from the clouds to the ground as by ''No One Will Survive" by CFO$ plays throughout the arena.
♪ NO ONE WILL SURVIVE! ♪
The lights come back on as Tora Nishida walks out with the tron displaying his name, along with clips of wrestlers that he has decimated in the ring. He looks at the crowd for two minutes before walking down to the ring with boos from the fans.
♪ YEAH,
NO ONE WILL SURVIVE!
THERE'S NO ESCAPE NOW,
NO ONE WILL SURVIVE ♪
He enters the ring and hops on to the second rope near the corner and looks at the crowd. He closes his eyes and stretches his arms out as he takes in the boos from the fans. He gets down and heads over to the ropes as he throws up his left hand and does a "shaka sign' hand gesture with a slight smirk on his face before it instantly changes to a somewhat queasy look on his face. He slowly does a Throat-Slitting Gesture while his hand is still in the shaka sign.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and forty-six pounds, hailing from Tokyo, Japan….TOOORA NISHIDA!!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Is it just me, or does Tora look a little green around the gills?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
You think he’s fighting food poisoning or something?
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Might be...but if he is, we have to be worried about the rest of the Sanatorium residents. What kind of lunch was served earlier?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I don’t think we’ll have time to speculate, here’s the bell!
As the bell rings, Blades sneers towards the audience as the hired muscle moves towards his opponent. Nishida tries his best to get under the skin of his opponent. Instead, the veteran gives him a hard right hand to the jaw. The audience boos at this show of disrespect towards the former Demolition Champion.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Heck of a right towards our former Demolition Champion!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
And he’s going to have to fend off another!
Blades slaps Nishida again, but the former Demolition Champion slaps him back with equal force. Blades is rocked back, but quickly he moves towards his opponent. Tora gets the idea to try to hit him with a hard right hand. This idea doesn’t entirely work out as planned. In fact, the veteran hits him back with a right hand, a left hand, a spinning backfist and a spinning back kick to the gut.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
That doesn’t need a technical expert to tell you that Tora Nishida is clearly fighting off something--look how pale he is!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
He looks like he’s going to spill his cookies all over Blades, but he’s still fighting!
As Tora holds his stomach, the soldier of Chaos pulls up his quarry and drops him down with a quick and nasty single underhook lifting DDT! Nishida collapses to the mat, but Blades is right back up, grabbing him by the legs and pulling him up. The former Demolition Champion rallies, kicking at his opponent and driving him back to the ropes before getting back to his feet. He looks pale and is sweating profusely, but charges forward--hitting Blades with the J-Strike!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
That running bicycle knee strike did some serious damage--Blades is bleeding!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Like a sieve! But wait--where is Tora going??
Tora looks like he can’t stand it anymore and makes the split decision to leave the ring. He jumps over the ropes, sprinting to the back--leaving his opponent, the referee, and the audience in disbelief.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Oh he’s going going gone.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
The referee is starting the count!
The referee looks to the announce table before shrugging his shoulders and begins the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
TEN!
The referee calls for the bell, before raising one of Blades’ arms up in victory.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by countout...BRIAN BLAAAAADES!!
WINNER BY COUNTOUT: BRIAN BLADES
The camera shows Sarah Lynn standing next to a guard in front of a payphone.
GUARD
Before you make your phone call I have to remind you that you only have one phone call so make it carefully.
Sarah Lynn picks up the phone and presses buttons. She puts the phone next to her ear and then puts a coin into the coin slot.
SARAH LYNN
Hello, it’s Sarah Lynn I don’t know if you’ve heard but I’m in The Hart Asylum for the Criminally Insane in Serenity, California after a miscommunication. I’m phoning you to ask you to please visit me here to talk.
Sarah Lynn puts the phone onto the hook.
SARAH LYNN
No answer so had to leave message.
GUARD
Rules are rules you do not get another call unless the doctors and nurses say that you’ve earned it. You must go back to your cell now.
SARAH LYNN
I just hope they visit me.
Sarah Lynn and the guard walk away from the payphone.
GUARD
We will let you know if you ever have a visitor. I must warn you through I have seen people in here who never have visitors because people refuse to come here.
SARAH LYNN
I’m confident that this location won’t put off my visitor. It’s more how they feel about me after not hearing from me for so long I’m worried about, however we will see what happens.
The camera fades.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
The following contest is scheduled for one fall...
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Introducing first, he hails from NEW YORK, NEW YORK! Weighing in at TWO HUNDRED TEN POUNDS! He is "TOXIC" CILLIAN QUINN!
The lights cut out, leaving everyone in their seats as well as everyone watching at home, in complete darkness. The beginning slow build to "Narcissistic Cannibal" by Korn and Skrillex start, playing the same exact clips in the start of the real video of the song. It's all electric looking shot of a human brain, spinning around, as a few synapses appear to fire off. The electric view of the synapses firing fade into a short view of clouds, which fades into the view of a crowd - the feeling of anticipation almost at its peak. A small drum beat clicks in, and we see a road leading into darkness that we're seemingly going to follow. On either side of the road, electric light circles light up either side. Inside the actual arena, the lights are still completely dark besides the electric lights coming from the screen and the video.
As hit our first peak, as the crowd knew that we would, and the audience goes nuts. The video instantly flashes "TOXIC" CILLIAN QUINN up onto the screen, and several shots of him performing impressive jump shots or finishing/signature maneuvers play in quick succession. Strobes go off like crazy. As the vocals kick in and the drop reals back a little, the lights come on a little more, while still keeping it relatively dark for the entrance. Cillian rushes out from behind the velvet curtain, arms stretched out with a bright smile on his face. He looks around to the crowd and jams to the dubstep style EDM/NuMetal mix. His name pops up on the scene and a good amount of the audience let out loud boos. He smirks, shakes his head and brushes them off with a wave of his hand, continuing his a strut down the steel ramp.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
His opponent, he hails from GREEN BAY, WINSCONSIN. Weighing in at TWO HUNDRED NINE POUNDS! He is, JONATHAN EDWARDS!
The drums begin to play over the speakers inside of the asylum. It continued for a good 34 seconds. The camera looks at the steps and the song that's playing is "I don't care anymore" by HellYeah. The door opens and Edwards is seen entering the fight zone.
♪ Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace
Drag my name all over the place
I don't care anymore
You can tell everybody 'bout the state I'm in
You won't catch me crying 'cause I just can't win
I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore ♪
Edwards then shuts the door as he didn't need the help of the orderlies. He is seen wearing a black vest, black tights w/ Edwards on his right leg, and Elites on his left leg, black wrestling boots, and black knee pads. He starts walking down the aisle of this place and wants to show what he can do. He enters the ringside and takes off his vest. He throws it to the ground and walks up the steel steps. He walks along the ringside and finally enters. He looks around and looks at Quinn as his theme song fades.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Edwards is looking to send a message to Chucky because of the BS that happened at Grindhouse.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I Heard about that, but Cillian Quinn is looking to make a name for himself here in WWH. He wants to prove he belongs.
Edwards and Quinn are in their respected corners. The look in their eyes says in all, and that is when the ref signals for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Edwards and Quinn move forwards and begin to badmouth each other. Quinn is the fire type and showing that he belongs here. Edwards bad mouth before hitting a right hand to his face. That shot brought Quinn back to the corner, and Edwards hits a series of knee strikes to his gut. He moves back and whips him into the other corner. Quinn hits as Edwards charges forward, but he quickly hit him with a back elbow to his face. Edwards backs away slowly as Quinn comes in with a clothesline, but Edwards ducks. He turned around and charged at him quickly with a chop block to the back of his knee. Quinn falls to one knee as Edwards grabs him by the head and snaps it.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Edwards is in a foul mood today. I can't blame him after what happened at Grindhouse.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Blame him? Tora made a smart call locking him to the ropes.
Quinn is now on the ground, and that's when Edwards turns him around. He gets on top of him and begins to rain down shot after shot to his face. Quinn covers his face, but Edwards doesn't stop. The ref is trying to pull him off of him and begins to count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
That is when Edwards stops and stands up. The ref checks upon him, and there's blood on his face. The ref is checking upon him, and he wasn't moving. The ref's signaling the orderlies to come down the ring and get Quinn, but Edwards pulls the referee out and drops him with snapping DDT.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Eden isn't going to like this.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
She's going to have a talk with him and punish him for this action.
Edwards looks down at the ref and shakes his head. He looks at the crowd and gives them a dirty look. He picks him up and hits DROPPING DA' DIME! Quinn is out, as Edwards gets a smirk on his face. He stands up slowly and raises his arms. The crowd boos loudly before Edwards picks him up and hits SUCK IT, BITCHES! The ref is still out, and that's when he grabs his arm, and he covers him.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Here is your winner, JONATHAN EDWARDS!
WINNER VIA PINNFALL: JONATHAN EDWARDS
That is when "I Don't Care Anymore" hits the P.A. system. Edwards stands up and raises his hands in the air before heading out of the ring. Edward then stops and gets under the ring, and grabs two pairs of handcuffs, and you can see the smile on his face. He gets back in the ring and brings Quinn to the ropes. He cuffs him and wraps the other handcuff, and mercilessly beats Quinn down cause more blood to flow out. The orderly is seen rushing down the ring and grabs Edwards and takes him back. Quinn, just stays where he's at and Edwards gets a smirk on his face after his actions.
The camera moves around the infirmary, finding Christy Winters in the process of wrapping her hands. She turns to face the camera
CHRISTY WINTERS
Tonight, is the night I ascend to the next level, tonight I claim the Underground title.
Kiki do not think for a moment I’m looking past you though, I know full well what are are capable of, your tough that’s for sure, but unlike me you lack the mental toughness to go to any level you have to to win, and you know my mental state, Hell I dumped the warden on her head at Grindhouse and lost no sleep over it, I have no remorse inside of me Kiki, I have no surrender inside me Kiki, unlike you I literally have a killer’s instinct.
Christy draws the wraps tight tying them at the wrist.
Tonight Kiki, you will know the true monster I am. Kiki I expect you to unleash everything you have to try and retain the Underground Title, tonight it’s your time to suffer, it’s your time to fall, it's time for your title reign to end, see you out there Kiki, see you out there.
♪ Aha, you better run
Can't hide though, bitch
How much money did you spend today? Haha ♪
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Introducing the Warden of Sanatorium, Eden Dubois!
Eden appears at the top of the stage in a sequined jumpsuit, hooded, ash blonde curls spilling to her shoulders. She pauses to look at the crowd, then walks down to the ring.
♪ Big bad wolf, big bad wolf
I'm the big bad wolf
You better run ♪
Climbing the stairs and stepping in, she pauses another moment for the crowd's cheers.
THE WARDEN | EDEN DUBOIS
Thank you, thank you. Well, I lost at Grindhouse to Christy Winters, but I stood my ground. And in return, I'm left to grant Ms. Winters one conjugal visit. After that's over, we'll review how it went before we commit to granting any others. That business out of the way, I have someone to present something to tonight. Can we get Aaron Jones out here now?
"Spit It Out" by Slipknot plays over the sounds system as he comes out wearing a blue and black of mask across his nose and mouth from his coat, stopping on the ramp to bounce up and down four times as he raises his finger up before walking down the ramp, ignoring the fans as he turns his head to the cameras. He slides into the ring, before going on the turnbuckle and does a pose and people boo for him as he gets down from the turnbuckle, taking his coat off to drop it down to the floor and then looks in Eden’s eyes and speaks.
THE INSANITY | AARON JONES
Nobody cares about your sob story of how you lost. Come on, let’s get this shit over and done with. We haven’t got all day.
Eden looks at him curiously.
THE WARDEN | EDEN DUBOIS
You do know you're not in charge here, right? Keep it civil, boy, or I'll make your prize into going through the Red Door.
The crowd knows what this means, at least, and gasps at the threat.
THE INSANITY | AARON JONES
OK, fine. Still, what’s my prize you got for me after winning against everyone at Grindhouse?
Aaron has a smirk on his face, knowing what he has up his sleeve, but only he knows, but he waits for Eden to tell Aaron what his reward is for winning the main event.
She opens a briefcase and in it is a contract.
THE WARDEN | EDEN DUBOIS
Once you sign this document, you'll be the contender for the Underground Championship, Mister Jones. Whoever comes out the winner of the main event will face you in January.
Aaron shook his head, being against winning titles, but however, Aaron knew he deserved it as he looked at the contract and read through carefully on everything it said. Eden hands him a pen and he grabs it before he signs it.
THE INSANITY | AARON JONES
There we are, all signed and dealt with, despite not being a fan of winning titles, but it is what it is.
Eden nods.
THE WARDEN | EDEN DUBOIS
Well, if you win it, maybe your perspective will be different. Is there anything you'd like to take this opportunity to say, maybe to your potential future opponents or those watching?
THE INSANITY | AARON JONES
Like I give a shit about who my opponent is. Who cares, the fact is I will prove I’m the best young wrestler in WWH. I’m gonna beat the shit out of anyone who gets in my way and give them a pounding, until I’m finished with them. I hope you're listening because I’m not going to deal with boring one on one matches, I demand the match to be violent and brutal. Whoever the champion is, will be suffering with a lot of pain from this Insanity freak of nature. I can’t be stopped and I won’t be, standing on top of the ladder as the best wrestler of them all.
THE RADICAL OUTSIDER | GABE RENO
Familiar face? It should be, it's yours.
Don't get hard. The tip might get... charred off.
Dicks like you always try to overstep their bounds, don't they?
In every essence of fire, a mark is left. Scorched by flames, forever darkened, too hot to have endured any longer. Materials are created, manufactured, and just as simply burned. It's the sentimental value; history assigned to them by people that makes their losses tragic. How long did someone live there, is it where they grew up, was it the last place they saw someone they loved who... died?
Burning down his childhood home in Soho was just the beginning. Real memories and sentiment live deep within the man that calls himself V. My mistake wasn't in burning his life, it was in leaving an imprint that could still be recognized by letting him live. I paid a price for that mistake. Learning how to walk again, breath again, another transformation and losing the will of the Devil for failing to deliver on my promise.
I never needed a soul seal stamp of approval to be great. I was here dominating assholes like V long before the WiTcH DoCtOr brought me to my knees in ceremony. But that's not what burns inside me about this. It's not even the Ram that ripped through my flesh. It's that I allowed such a mistake in the first place. How could I be so reckless, so dispassionate about my work, so boring about being brooding, so... V.
So now the fire you see won't be in a place, or engulfing in a rage of collapsing sentimental things. It will be in the mirror. It will be watching yourself disintegrate with no form of control, and no brooding to depress your way back out of. Each flame flicking higher than the last just as you become warm, then too hot,
then burn.
Why be an Outsider,
When I can just force my way in?
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Modani, we have a Semi-Main Event that a month ago would have seemed impossible! Gabe Reno had been transformed into the Outsider, then taken out of commission after a vicious feud with V, that the last promo shows us is clearly not over. But even more interesting may be his opponent who also got in V's way during his triumphant moment over Nikki, securing the win, the Asylum belt, and then meeting the former Triple Crown trip that is Legion.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Legion is someone you know what is capable of, but you've never quite sure how she is going to get from one point to another due to her, uh, condition... I guess we could call it?
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
THE FOLLOWING IS THE SEMI-MAIN EVEENNTTTTTT! FIRST, MAKING THEIR RETURN, STANDING AT FIVE FEET, WEIGHING IN AT ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY POUNDS, FROM THE GREAT STATE OF NORTH DAKOTAAAAAA! WE ARE LEGIONNNNN, AND SO IS SHEEE! THE QUEENSLAYYEERRRRRRR, LEEGIIIOONNN!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Holy shit, is this really happening??!
The lights go out in the arena, as a cling sound like coins being tossed in the air is heard. The screen begins to flicker, as a man is showing walking through a forest, tossing three gold coins in the air. He follows a path carrying the coins and a lantern. A woman stands towards the end of his path, as she turns to him. She keeps her head down, as the man offers her the coins, she inspects them, as she looks down as he begins to kneel. She places her hand on his shoulder as the screen shuts off, and the two appear on the stage, the song begins playing, as Legion turns to the crowd, placing the gold coins in her chest, Mister J standing behind her.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
The scare factor just went up a few points.. is it chilly in here?
♪ Wolves asleep amidst the trees
Bats all a swaying in the breeze
But one soul lies anxious wide awake
Fearing no* manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths
For your dolly Polly sleep has flown ♪
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
She is small in physical stature, but she sure makes up for it in vibe.
Legion begins her slow walk down from the top of the apron, as she sways with the music her eyes glowing in the dark. She looks up into the ring where there is no one awaiting her, as she makes her way to the bottom, turning slowly as the beat begins to pick up.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Vibe is one way to say it, another could be fear factor (producer murmur), oh, is it copyrighted? My bad.
♪ Don't dare let her tremble alone
For the witcher, heartless, cold
Paid in coin of gold
He comes he'll go leave naught behind
But heartache and woe
Deep, deep woe ♪
As she climbs the stairs, she slowly slides into the ring, with red spotlights on her. She cackles slightly, as she looks around. She then slowly backs into a corner sitting down, staring up the ramp as Mister J makes his way to ringside. The lights come on, as the music cuts out.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Mister J looking quite swoll, wait what were we talking about?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Hmmmm? Who cares... oh, we're live??
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
AND HERRR OPPONNENNNNT! FIGHTING OUT OF LAS VEGASS, NEVVADAAAA! STANDING SIX FEET, TWO INCHES TALL, AND WEIGHING ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-FIVE POUNDSSSS! THE OUTSIDER! THE RADDIICALLL, GABBBEEE RENOOOOO!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
All healed up and we get more Reno than Outsider this time around. Gabe shocked us all when he became a creepy anamorphic Outsider to save his wrestling career after he encountered the undefeated Sin way back when.
"The Man" by The Killers echoes throughout the arena.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Miss her!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Don't we all, Hel? But nowwww Reno is back post-battering-ram-snafu via V, and here we are as a legend of the past goes nose to nose with a recent top performer here on Sanatorium.
The Radical emerges wearing his sharp jacket hoody, and matching fresh gear. His plain but classic motif oozes cool as fans boo and cheer the heavy hitter in either direction throughout his long storied career. He flicks the hoody back, revealing the trademark smarmy smirk that made his both famous and infamous all at the same time. The familiar strut glides him toward the ring as he locks eyes with Legion, brushing past Mister J with blatant disregard. The ref points at Mister J who backs off a few steps. The ref checks Legion for any illegal items with a quick pat down, Reno springs in from the apron with his lusting eyes for his true addiction, in-ring competition. The ref gives him a quick pat as well, then signals for a match initiation.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Outsider looks more like himself than the last few times we saw him.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
This is a crazy ass booking by the Warden. Both look incredible considering time off and injuries.
The bell sounds.
The feeling out process begins at both Legion and Reno slowly circle on the perimeter of the ring.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
The tension in here is fucking thick. What the hell will these two do when they collide?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Seriously, who the hell knows!? Both are off their rockers.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Amazing analysis...
COMMENTATORS HEL MODANI | GIA VAN ZANT
SHUT UP, ZANE!
Zane cowers back behind his microphone. Gia throws a water bottle at him from the desk. Legion comes in from a lower trajectory swiping playfully at Gabe's outside knee closest to her as they circle faster. Gabe smirks and backpedals licking his fingers with immense tactical interest in his foe. Legion lunges toward him again then faint a jab, Gabe pedals faster, as the two not practically chase each other in a circle.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I feel dizzy already.
The Queenslayer shoots catching Gabe by the ankle, he shakes her off, she grabs the other ankle. Reno kicks with his free leg toward her head, she ducks pirouetting into a leg sweep takedown. She hops on Gabe with a full mount like a rabid dog, scratching and clawing at him, the ref looks confused.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Sweet takedown- and mount?
Judo strikes follow, landing sporadically at points on Reno's body and head. Legion transitions into an attempted Key Lock, Gabe quickly scurries out into the corner smiling at her with fresh blood surfacing on fresh scratches on his neck and cheeks. He wipes it, his pupils dilate as she postures in center inviting him back to the playground.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Crazy ho- she good though.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Gabe caught off guard early here by the talented ghosts of WWH's storied past.
A Spooky Scary Skeleton promotion scrolls on the bottom of the screen for new holiday Skelly mugs. Reno gets to his feet, shaking off his shoulders from the judo strikes. He bounces in place, then out toward his opponent. She goes for a leg kick, he shin blocks; he goes for a roundhouse head kick, she ducks under; she tries a low sprawling brush sweep, he hops over it; he almost catches her with a knee to the head but pulls back before it strikes, causing her to retreat backwards into the corner this time. She regains her balance, slowly rising, as Gabe invites her back to the center playground.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
No one taking the other's shit, as to be expected.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
If you really think about it not many people ever in WWH history has really out technica-edl either of them. Their only losses were really either brutal or circumstantial, I'm not sure a pure wrestling match is a great idea for either's strategy.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
They are gifted in there, but this might come down to who is more comfortable out of their comfort zone.
They lock up out of the corner rebound, Gabe into a side headlock, Legion push forces the bigger of the two across into a release, propelling Gabe off the ropes, she drops to her chest as he bounds over to the opposite side, Legion hops into an overhead split while Gabe passes back under. Legion drops to her back launching Gabe with a two footed spring carrying his running momentum over the top rope of the incoming side of the ring. Gabe moans, then smacks the floor outside in frustration.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
She completely out maneuvered him!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Gabe looks like he needs a Snickers.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
You said we didn't have any!
Hel tosses her water bottle this time.
COMMENTATORS HEL MODANI | GIA VAN ZANT
SHUT UP, ZANE!
Brushing himself off, Reno looks up to see a diving flying Legion soaring fist first with a Superman lunge from inside the ring to his floor location. She connects as both have momentum and carry them into the barrier as the Asylum crowd in Sanatorium begin to chant "HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!" Legion gets to her feet still favoring the arm she landed on during the dive. Gabe groans barely balancing back on his knees, noticing her arm being favored, and arm jerking her shoulder first into the barrier beside him.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Reno tired of the quicker Legion running roughshod early on in this match, Hel.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Dirty but effective.
Legion crumbles to the floor, trying to lift herself back up carefully on her good arm. Gabe walks over, stomping on her fingers, then arms, then legs, then knees her head into the barrier. She collapses as his trademark smirk becomes even more pronounced. He looks at the camera whispering something inaudible. Legion stirs behind him as she crawls to the ring post, trying to elevate herself back to a standing base. Gabe's foot connects with her face from just out of camera shot range on the near side. Legion goes limp, falling to the wayside.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Gabe asserting himself. Legion better figure this out. We said the winner would be the one more comfortable outside their comfort zone in the ring, and Reno has adjusted better to this moment.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Reno strutting around is never good for an opponent.
A loud sound cracks something from behind the crowd on the far arena wall. Then another as flakes of paint and insulation fly from that direction. Then another sound, with more bare wood and insulation. Finally, a wrecking ball breaks through a small crevice, V's demented face peaks through like a scene from The Shining. Gabe looks up in disbelief grasping at his repaired abdomen, then gaining a penetrating deep scowl of intention.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
It's V!!! IT'S FUCKING V! GET SECURITY OUT HERE! THE ASYLUM CHAMPION HAS BROKEN INTO SANATORIUM! YOU'RE THE CHAMPION, WHAT THE FUCK, V!!!??
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
NOT AGAIN! HE WANTS GABE! LEGION IS STILL IN THIS!
Legion grabs his boot as he tries to move toward V. The wrecking ball hammers a bigger hole through the wall, then another until eventually his battering ram has clearance to run over the debris. Legion chop blocks Gabe, then hops on his back gnawing at the top of his head. Gabe spins around like a man possessed as a woman possessed holds on. V motors his bigger tank track ram through the empty non-seated area, and rides up to the barrier shouting "OUTSIIIDERRRR! JOB'S NOT FINISHED IF YOU'RE BACK!"
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Someone is going to die tonight, Gia, it's unavoidable.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Legion does not care! She is still trying to beat Gabe to earn a shot at V too, she isn't going anywhere!
Zane slides a Snickers to Gabe, it strikes his boot. He peeks out from behind the claws of his attacker, bending down to grab the sweet fulfilling nutty taste with the savory chocolate shell. V hops on top of the running ram as it plunges into thin air repeatedly at a stand still. V howls like a wolf holding the Asylum title above his head.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
V seems to be carrying a demon, and that demon says to kill Gabe Reno!?
Gabe bites through the wrapper, and splits the bar into two, shoving it into Legion's possessed eyeballs.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Why wait, ya know?
Legion moans as the fulfilling mix of sugar and protein in a correct serving size bar calms her soul momentarily. Gabe flings her onto the apron, where she picks the chocolate out of her eyes and begins licking it off of her fingertips. V and Reno connect eyes with a thousand yard stare that could kill some small animals.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Ohhhh, fuckkkkkkkk.
Gabe slides into the ring, his shoulders, eyes, and face pulsating with rage at the man who tried to do more than end his career, but his life. Slowly laying the belt down on the running battering ram, V hops down the side, and over the barrier, looking up at Gabe in the ring. The ref warns Gabe to finish the match or risk being disqualified, and Legion finishes the rest of her candy, and rises back up with her vision restored... standing behind Gabe. V hops up knee first, then to a standing position on the apron. Gabe's growl can practically be felt by the onlookers. Gabe takes a step toward V as the ref and ropes separate the two tortured souls of recent Asylum lure.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Ooooooooooo shiiiiit. Neither backing down. Blood may be the only solution. Sometimes making up isn't an option, sometimes there is no sorry, or reconciliation... sometimes there is only blood...
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
That may be so... LOOK OUT!
Legion springs off the ropes just as Gabe turns around from the vibration in the ring, he ducks out of the way causing her to hit the ref, who flings into V, who flies backward, landing hurt with the running ram literally millimeters from his face. He backs away in shock of just how close he came to not having a face.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Somebody turn that fucking thing off!
Gabe steps back up to deal with her as red Asian mist flies into his face being propelled by the deep lungs of a giggling.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
KNIGHTFALL! SHE HIT KNIGHTFALL ON RENO! LEGION COULD TAKE OUT V AND GABE!
She goes for the pin, but turns just before hooking the leg as the battering ram behind her turns off. A loud metal click follows as the fast V's work is already done. She peers back to see V dangling the keys to the ram with a smile on his face. He looks down causing her to look down noticing the now locked on chain couplet connecting her waist to the turned off ram.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
GET THOSE FUCKING KEYS! IF HE TURNS THAT ON, LEGION REALLY WILL BE MANY DIFFERENT PEOPLE!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
NOOO! NOT LIKE THIS! V, DON'T!
He hops back into the cab of the battering ram, and puts the keys into the ignition. Starting it in place with his hand on the pull start trigger of the ram mechanism. Legion looks up with a sickening grin as if accepting her fate of being pulled into pieces. The ref is still regaining his faculties.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
V is just staring manically at Gabe and Legion! WILL HE!? WILLLL HE!!??
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
F'N FINISHED!! Arm drag into foot on the side of Legions head fall back temple kick! Gabe has delivered a finisher to Legion as V is about to pull her limb from limb for nearly decapitating him!
Gabe hooks the legs as the confused referee counts.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
V IS IN A TRANCE! HIS HAND ON THE TRIGGER!
ONE!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
LEGION IS PINNED BY GABE AND COUPLED TO THE RUNNING RAM BY V!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
V IS STILL STARING AT THEM!
TWO!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
OH MY GOD!
THREE!
V turns off the Ram, tossing the keys into the ring at Gabe as he rolls off still recovering covered in red Asian mist. His eyes find V's, who gestures as if telling Reno to pull Legion apart himself.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
RENO WINS!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
V gave the keys to Reno, who won by three count!
Reno gets up gingerly from the Knightfall, looking at the keys then looking at the ram, then at Legion who had attacked him. Holding his rebuilt abdomen for the moment, he looks up with resolve, using the keys to unlock the couplet from Legion's waist. She shakes off the cobwebs in time to see Reno exit the ring, left surrounded by an empty chain couplet and a red mist stained mat.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
V left the keys, and he unlocked Legion!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
ARE WE GETTING V VERSUS RENO!? WHAT ABOUT LEGION!?
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Maybe a bad time, but, DO we have anymore...
Both turn in unison.
COMMENTATORS HEL MODANI | GIA VAN ZANT
SHUT UP, ZANE!
The camera cuts to a dingy looking holding area of the Sanatorium outside of the arena proper. It’s like the infirmary was filled up on hospital beds and thus the Spooky Scary Skeletons are laid out on gurneys recovering from injuries sustained during the Baker Hotel spectacular at Grindhouse. The Necrosis stands between them in a mock uniform torn to shreds, probably stolen from latest staff Paige Matthews. The spook troop themselves are in various forms of disarray. Hugh Merus has his arms heavily casted and generous bandages about his torso. While Mike Lavicle has a leg lift and cast alongside a neck brace. Miraculously, the tandem have somehow managed to still be dressed in every other respect, in their Spirit Halloween grade Skeletal costumes. The Necrosis introduces us to...whatever this is shaping up to be.
LIVING DEAD GIRL | THE NECROSIS
TURN YOUR HEAD AND COUGH!
She smiles creepily at the camera, clearly not directing her demands towards any particular skeleton. Even more clearly having no clue as to the connotations such a phrase carries with it. Blissfully and ignorantly smiling away at the line that was clearly fed to her by Hugh Merus, by the way he is chuckling.
SAGE OF THE DIVINERS | MIKE LAVICLE
Thank you for that...introduction, Necrosis. Hullo everyone! Apologies that we cannot be there to entertain you in person on the Eve of the Shogun. But I’m afraid my compatriot and I have suffered quite a bit of damage during the Haunted Escape Room Match in which we nearly attained the Grand Prize...if it wasn’t for my most lugubrious of comrades betraying our team at the last moment and summarily being quashed himself!
Hugh Merus interjects, taking one of his fists out of the clearly gimmicked arm cast suspended above his person and shaking it at his skeletal brother.
THE COUNT OF CATS | HUGH MERUS
Ayy! You knew the rules buddy pal chum buddy chum chum! It was every man for himself out there!
Lavicle sighs as he retorts.
SAGE OF THE DIVINERS | MIKE LAVICLE
It was explicitly stated in the rules that if a tag team WON the match, that we would share the prize, my dear brother. You had literally. Completely. Zero reason to eliminate me prematurely and force your formidable carcass alone against the likes of Phantom and Aaron Jones.
The Necrosis jumps in excited with her own classic one liner contribution.
LIVING DEAD GIRL | THE NECROSIS
PHANTOM HUGE! BIG DICK ENERGY!
Although it can barely be seen, Mike’s jaw dropped in speechlessness. Unsure exactly what to say. Merus however was never one who lacked commentary.
THE COUNT OF CATS | HUGH MERUS
Why are you even talking like some old english dudester anyway? Cat got your tongue and turned it cockney? Anyways! Like we was saying, We’re not like the Mya Dentons, Sarah Lynns and Jonathan Edwardses of the world! Those guys are superhuman! And the Spooky Scary Skeletons? Well, we’re just Supernatural!
Mike allows the previous argument to drop in favor of backing up his partner. Although he also removes his foot from his own gimmicked cast and scratches it liberally before placing it back in the boot and resuming the promo.
SAGE OF THE DIVINERS | MIKE LAVICLE
Indeed! We must rest. For we have an even MORE massive confrontation ahead of us. Once Sanatorium’s business is done it is on to The Shogun! Where The Spooky Scary Skeletons will have our chance at Tag Team Championship glory!...along with eight other teams...in seven chambers...across two rings...seriously what the fu-
Before Mike can finish his expletive the scene is overrun with orderlies. Merus and Lavicle attempt to escape by slipping out of their mock restraints but there’s simply too many of them. The Necrosis stands there looking from side to side as the Skellies are apprehended for being out of their cells without the proper permissions. Not to mention the obviously “borrowed” medical equipment used for this segment. So she simply raises a bit of mistletoe above her head and smiles again in that creepy, zombified grin that would make anyone uncomfortable. She sends us off with a hearty holiday slogan.
LIVING DEAD GIRL | THE NECROSIS
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL. AND TO ALL A GOOD FRIGHT!
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Introducing the challenger, from Long Beach, California... Christy Winters!
"Make Them Suffer" plays Christy makes her way to the ring, attempting to attack anyone who attempts to touch her, she slides under the ropes and sits in the corner.
RING ANNOUNCER | ZANE MULHOLLAND
Her opponent, from Ithaca, New York, she is the Underground Champion, Kiera Katharsies!
The sound of “SleepWalking” by Diamante is heard over the sound system. Out onto the stage area steps the tentative woman Kiera Kartharsies. Her bright blue and dark black hair covering her face. Locking her elbows with her hands behind her back, she slowly moves down to the ring. Once to the ring, she lays on the apron, then lays down to roll under the bottom rope. Once in the ring, she moves to the nearest corner and crouches down as though hiding from someone or something. After a moment or two there, “SleepWalking” fades to silence.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
This is set to be a fascinating match, Hel. Both these women have a history with each other, but it's dusty as the cobwebs between your granny's legs, and it all involves Sin!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Sin, who Kiki-- as she seems to prefer being called now-- won the title from in a form of what Sin saw as betrayal.
The crowd is chanting Kiki's name loudly. Both women ready themselves and the bell rings. The crowd just keeps on chanting as they slowly circle, looking for a strategic weakness. Kiki dashes in, Christy evades, Christy with a back kick that Kiki catches, failed enzuigiri from Kiki, clothesline attempt from Christy that Kiki ducks, Kiki circles around and shoves Christy in the shoulders dominantly, pointing to herself and mouthing big words that lead Christy to shove her-- thus putting Kiki on her butt in the corner.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
When you get a shot, you gotta take it. It's just the name of the game. And half of Kiki prefers 'Kiki', for the record.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
That's complicated, I'll leave it to you to sort out and stick to one name.
Christy taunts Kiki with a saucy strut. Kiki to her feet, runs in, bodyslam attempt from Christy that Kiki wriggles out of, clothesline that puts Christy down briefly, Kiki talks more smack. Christy kips up and looks at Kiki with ire in her gaze. Christy with a double leg takedown, Kiki rolls to her feet and hits the ropes and repays it with a shoulderblock. Kiki springs off the ropes again with a legdrop. Elbow drop. Spring off the ropes and a leg drop again across the throat of Christy.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Lively opening sequence from these ladies.
Christy gets up a little slower this time, Kiki is coming in with fists. Kiki seems to be winding Christy up for an Impaler style DDT, but Christy grabs her jaw and does a sort of reversed jawbreaker over her shoulder to throw Kiki out of the lead.
Christy goes to whip Kiki in the corner, it's reversed, Christy does an up-and-over to evade hitting the corner, meets the incoming Kiki with a shoulder block to the stomach between the ropes. She walks to the next corner and starts to ascend. Kiki cuts her off and throws her off, dropping her to the mat.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
She was just too fresh still to try that.
Christy back to her feet, into an exploder suplex from Kiki. Christy's wobbled. Kiki's charging in, Christy gets the boot up but Kiki sees it coming and throws her foot down, doing a quick little beal to Christy to get her out of the corner and away from the ropes. Kiki ascends to the second turnbuckle, launches-- Christy moves, rounds as Kiki lands on her feet, nails her with a big boot.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
These two are at this point veterans of Sanatorium, they know each other well, it's not surprising that they'd be able to counter each other this well.
Kiki sagging in the corner, Christy runs in as if to deliver a knee, Kiki slides free and whips her into the middle turnbuckle. Kiki picks up Christy, throws her to the outside.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Oh, now it's getting rowdy!
Christy is trying to catch her bearings as Kiki pulls out a kendo stick from under the ring.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
This isn't a No DQ match!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
No, but the ref isn't willing to let Kiki retain her title via DQ and refuses to call it! That's just how it goes sometimes!
A few good smacks to Christy, beating her around the ring, leaving welts on Christy. Finally Christy catches it, the women having a power struggle for it. Kiki gut kicks Christy and the stick goes flying. Both women go under the ring for weapons with this precedent established, throwing chairs in the ring as if trying to one up each other.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
This is making me really nervous.
Christy is dragging a table out when Kiki takes her out with a quick dive off the steps. She grabs Christy by the hair but Christy wriggles free and does a suplex to Kiki on the floor.
Christy begins trying to set up the table again, but Kiki recovers before she does, snags a steel chair and smashes it over her spine. A shot to the midsection follows it. A third shot, to the back, wobbles Christy.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Kiki dragging Christy by the hair, respectless treatment.
Kiki rolls her back into the ring, waiting for her to make her feet before bealing her into the pile of steel chairs.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Christy to her feet, Kiki setting Christy up for a suplex into the chairs, Christy's throwing elbows to counter, Christy gets free-- suplex to Kiki onto the pile of steel chairs!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
BRUTAL!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Christy rolls out of the ring, Kiki uses the ropes to get to her feet. Christy has a table again, pulls it out and puts it in the ring. Kiki does a springboard kick that propels Christy off the apron to the floor and while Christy struggles to get up, Kiki uses the time to set up the table.
Christy reenters, kick to the gut and spinebuster right onto the steel chairs.
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Kickout, somehow!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Christy lives!
Christy slowly gets to her feet, Kiki goes right back on the attack with fists. She slams her face into the table, then rolls her onto the table.
She starts climbing the buckles and the crowd begins to rise. Christy rolls off the table and hits a European uppercut on Kiki, rolling her onto the table instead. Fists to Kiki, trying to keep her there with heavy wrath, and Christy is ascending the top rope.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
MOONSAULT!
Both women are staggered, Christy bouncing off Kiki with the impact of the table breaking.
As the women attempt to recover, suddenly the P.A. breaks loose with "Beast" by Rabbit Junk, red lights flood the arena! The audience screams in excitement!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Sin! Is sin here?! Is the former Underground champion making her return after that horrible loss to Kiki in the Ancient Way deathmatch to bring her wrath down on her?!
Christy and Kiki, both having reasons to fear the raven-haired devil woman, look around in terror. No one appears... but TINY SHARDS OF GLASS begin to rain down from the rafters into the center of the ring! The referee slides out of the ring, trying to avoid the work hazard, as the crowd persists in screaming.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Both women have to be covered in shallow cuts now!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
How do you continue a match in a glass storm?!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
It's letting up now.
The glass, it seems, is not neverending, but a reminder, a distraction. The lights slowly fade to normal, as both women continue to look around perplexed. Christy gets to her feet first, catching Kiki by the hair and slamming her face into the turnbuckle. She turns her around and SEVERE BRAIN DAMAGE SPIKE PILEDRIVER IN THE CHAIRS!
Christy rolls Kiki up.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
WINNER VIA PINFALL: CHRISTY WINTERS
The referee gingerly rolls into the ring to hand the title to Christy Winters and holds up her hand. Kiki is rolled out of the ring by orderlies wearing heavy leather gloves to avoid the glass. We fade to black on the image of the two.
Abby Evans versus Sarah Lynn
Writer: Soulless
Mya Denton versus Gothica Skylight
Writer: Noah
Tora Nishida versus Brian Blades
Writer: Kaine
Cillian Quinn versus Jonathan Edwards
Writer: Matthews
semi-main Outsider versus Legion
Writer: Reno
underground title match Kiera Katharsies versus Christy Winters
Writer: Eden
Edited by Eden and Kaine
