Post by Eden on Feb 21, 2021 22:05:08 GMT -5
We cut back to the Sanatorium to an office door with a placard that reads NURSE PATRICIA RAWSON. In the office is only Bill the Orderly and as we enter, we see him sitting on her chair with an empty file folder in one hand and an empty tea cup in the other. He is seemingly unaware of the camera’s presence as he speaks in a tone that seems to mock the woman that this office is assigned to.
ORDERLY | BILL
Oh yes, very good analysis of your behavior, Mr. Nameless! Now sip tea with me while I figure out who is really responsible for screwing you up as a child--couldn’t possibly be your fault, after all!
He shakes the empty folder at the empty seats across the desk and pretends to down the rest of his tea.
ORDERLY | BILL
Oh goodness, Mr. Nameless. Of course, I want you to call me Pattycakes!
The view widens and we can see a figure darken the door frame, clearly an older woman who is unhappy with what she has happened upon. She clears her throat loudly before stepping into her office. Her brows furrowed in severe disappointment.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
I trust you are quite finished?
Bill the Orderly’s eyes widen in surprise and he begins to stammer in response.
ORDERLY | BILL
I...I...uh--I didn’t--um…
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Of course you didn’t.
She closes the distance between them, plucking her favorite tea cup out of his hand and frowns.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
I assume you have floors to mop or something?
ORDERLY | BILL
Um, yes, yes I do, Ma’am.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Good. Then get to it, but before you do, leave your key to my office. Your assistance will no longer be required.
ORDERLY | BILL
...yes, Nurse Rawson.
Bill rushes to hand over his set of keys before he scrambles to get out of the office, knowing that he has fuuuuuucked up big time as we cut back to ringside.
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--
We enter the Sanatorium Battle Zone, cheering crowd behind their clear protective wall, referee in the ring. But the first voice we hear in the arena isn't the usual, dependable, colorful spirit of Zane Mulholland. No, today, we have someone new.
She stands what looks to be a full seven feet tall, with the complexion of a ghost, her narrow frame and narrow eyes lending a further harshness to the arena.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
We have to lend our congratulations to our peer, Zane Mulholland, who's found himself in the commentary booth for the new WWH product, Isle!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Yeah, I gotta say, no small amount of envy for getting a gig on a literal beach, but couldn't have happened for a better dude. Grats, Zane. I'm not sure what to make of your replacement yet.
The huge woman steps forward as if on cue. Her voice, in contrast to Zane's colorful DJ-esque warmth, is harsh and authoritarian, though the alto timbre keeps it at least at a comfortable audible range.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
Welcome to Sanatorium! For our first match of the evening, competing to one fall...
As we enter the Sanatorium ringside area after the riveting opening cinematic for the show, “Low-Life” by Crobots plays over the PA as “The Soldier of Chaos” Brian Blades enters the arena and walks directly to the ring and doesn’t interact with the ‘fans’ at all.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
He weighs in at two hundred thirty pounds and hails from Odessa, Texas... The SOLDIER OF CHAOS, BRIAN BLADES!
Then as Brian Blades starts stretching and getting ready, “Impossible” by Machine Gun Kelly ft. Ester Dean plays over the PA. As it hits a crescendo, John Blade roars out from the back and does a salute before running to the ring full force. Then he slides in and stares down Brian Blade before he gives one more salute to the ‘fans’. Then he starts stretching and takes off his shirt and tosses it into ‘the crowd’.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred fifty one pounds, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts... THE LEGENDARY JOHN BLADE!
Then the referee proceeds to check each one for the pre-match check for foreign or illegal objects, proper ‘gear’ and whatnot. After the referee does, so, they signal for the bell. Brian and John lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. After a few moments, John Blade has gained the advantage by placing Brian into a Hammerlock hold and then quickly transitions into a Shoulder Throw of sorts.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Weird to see Blade-- I mean John-- come out of the opening lockup with the advantage, but there you go. The Chain Gang Leader be leadin'.
John Blade looks at Brian Blades like what you got playboy. Brian gets up and takes a few steps back. Then he charges towards John Blade. But John has it scouted and proceeds to grab him and tosses Brian with a Hip Toss. As soon as Brian gets up, John Blade grabs him by the waist and spins around him to behind him before dropping Brian to the mat with a jaw-droppingly awesome and beautiful German Suplex into a pinning combination. He holds for a cover. The referee sees and makes a count…
ONE!
TWO!
Brian just manages to get his arm at the count of two. John Blade looks at the referee like that should have been three. The referee motions that Brian got his shoulder up at the count of two.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
A near fall right out of the gate, man, this is going to be a short one if that's anything to gauge off of!
As this exchange is happening, Brian slowly has gotten up to a vertical base and tries to grab John Blade. But once more, he has it scouted and kicks Brian Blades in the butt before shoving him in between his legs. Then John proceeds to perform his signature Triple Threat (three consecutive Powerbombs). Then he looks down at Brian and motions that it’s time to go for a ride.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
HOOOBOY HERE WE GO!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Has he ever completed the Triple Threat before?!
John Blade proceeds to cradle Brian Blades like a child. He slowly rocks him a bit before throwing him onto his shoulders and performing his finisher, the Razor’s Edge (a Death Valley Drop). Then he covers Brian Blades by hooking the near leg as the referee makes the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
OH MY GOD, i CAN'T BELIEVE IT! Despite all the hype behind Brian Blades and an initial strong first showing, John Blade has really delivered here tonight.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
For sure, this'll be a match nobody's going to forget anytime soon. Can he do it again next week?
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
I'm not sure, but I'm actually looking forward to seeing!
WINNER VIA PINFALL: JOHN BLADE
Orderly Dave presses the key card to the magnetic lock of the cell and, with a sinister chuckle emitting from his rotund belly, swings it open and flicks the light on. The orderly saunters into the room with all the swagger of John Wayne and lords over the awakened form of the teen titan herself, Orianna Johnson.
ORDERLY | DAVE
Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in! The pretty celebrity! I’m SO glad I switched to this shift! Get up! You’re the second match in. Gotta get ya staged and uh, haha, prepped.
He swings his key card cockily in one hand while gripping a standard issue billy club in the other. Ori’s eyes squint as she fixates on him. Her expression sours. This isn’t good.
ORIANNA JOHSON
Heeeey I remember you. Look, I’m-
He shuts her up with a raise of the billy club as if he’s about to bonk her on the noggin’.
ORDERLY | DAVE
Yeah you better remember me! You tattooed my face with your knee back in 2019 when you and the great Sweet Roxy were beefing. The rest of the boys remember you too. They’ll be paying you a visit also. Just know something: breaking into the asylum like you did so easily a few years ago was a lot easier than actually being stuck in here. You can’t escape now. Shit’s different when you’re trapped on the inside in here. We’ve been itching for payback for two years and never did we think we’d ever get our “get back” on you but alas here ya are! HA.. haha.. HA!
Good ole Dave the Orderly all but dances in delight over the vindication to be had. He suddenly stops and eyes the frightened teen cowering on her knees in her bed. A look of contempt washes over him as he plods forward to “escort” her out of the cell. Out of nowhere, Ori explodes upward in a blur, her renowned quickness on full display as she thrusts her knee out with harsh intent and careens it into his jawline.
Orderly Dave is somewhat prepared for it, possibly from getting the business end of it a few times two years ago, and half blocks it but she still gets enough to topple him over into a daze. The teen sensation nabs his electronic key card and spits on him.
ORIANNA JOHSON
Sucker!
Orianna can’t believe her tremendous luck and speeds out of her room, using her legendary track-and-field legs to sprint by the doors, stopping only briefly to check the names assigned to them. She lets out a squeal of satisfaction when she finds the one marked “ABBY EVANS!” Orianna urgently presses the orderly’s key card to the lock and it opens.
ORIANNA JOHSON
Rise and shine bitch! Ding ding ding our match starts on MY time not Eden’s!
Ori, seeking to send a message to Warden Eden that she, not Eden, decides when, where, and how she fights, flicks on the light and steps into the room. Before the room can even fully illuminate she’s already leapt onto the bed in full ground and pound mode. Orianna goes ham, powering punches into Abby but then abruptly stops as a look of confusion comes over her. Orianna yanks back the blankets to find it’s not Abby Evans at all underneath them - it’s just some clothes and pillows fashioned to look like a human body.
Abby, having been hiding in a corner of the room, suddenly appears and DRILLS the unaware Ori in the back with a stiff dropkick that rockets Orianna against the wall and into a backroll off of the bed. Abby rips into her by stomping a mudhole in her and walking her dry.
Some orderlies leisurely stroll in but do nothing to stop what’s going on, and in fact whip out their phones to take pics and snap chat, as Abby quickly secures Orianna into her nasty signature Scorpion Cross Lock w/ Double Chickenwing submission hold. Orianna wails in pain as she tries mightily to break free of it to no avail.
Abby looks up at the orderlies taking selfies and mocking Orianna in her peril and nods at them.
ABBY EVANS
Wow. You really are as dumb as these orderlies said you’d be.
The orderlies, all victims of Orianna’s raids a few years ago, high five each other.
ORDERLY | JAMES
Hey Ori, you dumb bitch, you fell right into the trap. We lured you hook, line, and sinker. HA!
Orderly Dave saunters in, hand over jaw nursing it but with a smile on his face, and poses for some last minute selfies.
ORDERLY | DAVE
I took one for the team, but it was well worth it. You’ve become predictable, little blonde barbie! How does it feel to be outwitted for a change?
Orianna only groans and grunts in her torment; it’s all she can do as Abby seems content with keeping her in the hold for all eternity. One of the orderlies who’s been keeping watch for the Warden while this fiasco unfolds, alerts them that it’s time to get the two ladies sent to the staging area.
Abby releases Orianna and gives herself into custody of one of the orderly who escorts her out and down toward the area for preparation to go to the ring. Two of the orderlies rough-hand Orianna up and also escort her out of the cell and toward the staging area.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
The following contest is scheduled for one fall…
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
Introducing first, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland… Abby Evans!
Nightcore 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 up waiting for the girl she beat up a moment ago in the back.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Here we go! Ori and Abby have some bad blood already brewing after their scuffle at the Starbucks which led to Ori being kinda humiliated in that submission hold, then arrested and shunted into the Sanatorium to avoid jail time. She blames Addy for it. Addy blames Ori. And to top it all off, our orderlies laid a trap backstage and used Abby as the bait. Orianna took the bait and got drubbed by Abby Evans backstage just a few short moments ago. I don’t even know if Ori’s gonna be in prime form for this match after that?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I don’t know either. I wonder if Warden Eden’s gonna reprimand those orderlies and possibly Abby too? We all know there’s a lot of bad blood between Ori and the orderlies here after what happened back in 2019, but that’s no excuse for pulling something like that. Orderly Dave went all out to sell it, and even ate a knee for it. The deck is really stacked against Orianna here at the Sanatorium.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
And introducing her opponent, from Bend, Oregon…. Orianna Johnson!
“Whatever It Takes” by Imagine Dragons plays and the fans cheer as Orianna comes tearing out from the back area and doesn’t even bother with the usual fan-fare and glad-handing. Although still visibly banged up a little, she speeds down to the ring like a bat straight out of hell and slides in!
DING! DING! DING!
There’s no feeling out process for these two as they plow right into each other with fists flying. Their heads rock back and forth, hair swooshing all over the place. Back and forth they go, abandoning all technique and strategy that has served them so well against other opponents. Neither relents for over a solid sixty seconds, until Ori suddenly level changes and puts Abby on her ass with a double-leg takedown. Johnson transitions into full mount and rains down a torrent of ground-and-pound. Abby is able to defend against some of the onslaught, but not all of it. The blows begin to add up, so Abby urgently bucks and twists, managing to sling Orianna off of her long enough to scramble back to her vertical base.
Orianna is all over her though, push-kicking her into the corner and darting in with shoulder lowered to pound at Abby’s midsection. Abby brings a knee up that ends Ori’s charge and sends her reeling backward. Evans bolts out of the corner to seize her advantage and notices Ori reacting with a kick aimed at her head, but she’s able to capture it. In the blink of an eye, Abby deposits Orianna across the mat with a leg hook sitout suplex slam and a quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Nope. Orianna kicks out.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Whoa! Abby almost pulled a quick one on Orianna.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Ori needs to be careful and stop fighting on emotions. Easy for me to say though. I’m not the celebrity who got humiliated all over the news and social media on account of Abby Evans.
Abby spies Orianna ambling up to a stand, so she jet-sets the ropes and springboards off them with a crossbody into yet another pinfall attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
NOPE!
Abby smothers her with a full mount and clobbers her over and over again with rapid fire punches, clearly frustrated with the teen sensation. She rips Orianna up with her to a stand and initializes a Fisherman’s Suplex but mid way through Orianna desperately jolts and counters into….
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
PRESTO-CHANGE-O….. Outta nowhere!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
This is why Orianna is so dangerous. In 2019 she made a habit of being tricky with her moves. She caught so many competitors off guard, including the legendary Sweet Roxy, and we just saw it again.
The crowd goes bonkers as Ori covers her and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Abby kicks out with some authority, surprising Orianna a little bit. Ori picks her up and fakes an Irish Whip attempt into the ropes, instead blasting her with a sneaky elbow to the cheek before wrapping her up into an abdominal stretch. Abby yowls in her predicament for several moments as Orianna complements the hold by driving a volley of elbows into her exposed ribcage. Abby begins adjusting her feet and body to escape but Ori feels her doing it and abruptly lifts her up and over with a Fallaway Slam. The force and impact sends Abby involuntarily rolling under the ropes to the outside.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Orianna is starting to take over the match. She was keen on what Abby was trying to do to escape and let her walk herself right into that slam.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
And what a slam it was! Abby went swooshing right out of the ring. I’m starting to think Orianna’s perilous plight here in the Sanatorium has kicked her into an extra gear.
Ori is all fired up and plays to the cheering fans a bit before hitting the ropes and diving through the top and middle rope at Abby who’s just now standing up.
*MISS* Abby moves away at the last moment.
Ori goes splat across the thin quarter inch thick padding that offers so little protection from the hard floor. Abby is still a little too hurt to capitalize and lingers against the steel barricade, using it to pull herself up. Evans ambles toward the ring to slide back in, but the dazed Orianna grabs her by the foot and traps her in a haphazard kneebar attempt. The two women struggle for a bit, with Abby able to wretch her foot free, but Orianna is dogged and determined, managing to Flapjack her onto the top portion of the barricade.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Orianna is relentless like a terminator after getting duped and trolled by the orderlies and Abby earlier. She is not letting Abby get a moment’s break even when Abby has the upperhand for a moment!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I don’t blame her after Abby wrecked her backstage moments ago. She had Orianna trapped in that submission hold she’s named Paradox, the same one she had her trapped in at the Starbucks brawl, and Ori seemed pretty helpless to do anything about it. Ori isn’t gonna let her get away with that nor put her in that position again.
Abby spins around and gets bulldozed up and over the rail by a power-lariat from her pissed off adversary. The crowd in the first few rows scatter but do so in the most excited way. Orianna collects a half eaten chilli dog and smashes it all in Abby’s face and down her gullet, choking the woman with it. She isn’t stopping there either. Orianna does a hop and skip and flattens Abby prone with an Axe Kick! The fans go wild and someone hands her a bottle of fresh cold Mountain Dew. Orianna takes it and begins guzzling it down while keeping a boot across Abby’s back, forcing her to remain prone on the dirty floor.
Once done with the drink, Orianna peels Abby off the ground and up to a stand when out of nowhere Abby BLASTS her across the face with a ¾ full can of Pepsi soda. It stuns Ori pretty hard, leaving her vulnerable, and Abby takes full advantage. Abby charges at her and sends her head over ass with a Frankenstenier across some empty chairs. She follows up by Monkey Flipping her against the metal barricade, then not wasting a single moment yanks her up and Fisherman Suplexes her onto the top portion of the metal railing, causing Ori to spill over onto the padding near the ring. Abby proves just as relentless as Ori by immediately delivering a Somersault Legdrop with aid from the barricade.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Wow! Abby has taken over the match!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
She’s just as pissed as Orianna is.
Abby realizes Ori still has some fight in her though, so she rips the tough teen up and plants her into the padding with her signature Cradle DDT! Orianna lies sprawled out barely moving much to Abby’s delight. Evans pushes her into the ring, glad the referee has decided to take the super slow count during her and Ori’s brawl in the stands, and swiftly secures Ori into her patented Scorpion Cross Lock, and locks in the double chickenwing to fully activate the maneuver.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Uh oh! She’s got Orianna locked in that hold AGAIN! She calls it the PARADOX!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Ori’s becoming well acquainted with it already, but can she escape it?
Abby syncs it in hard, cranking and compressing Orianna’s athletic frame in ways it shouldn't be, yet the Oregon native refuses to submit. Abby screams at Ori to just fucking give up but Orianna only replies with grunts and groans. Several agonizing minutes pass with Orianna valiantly trying to break out of the hold but to no avail. Before long Ori’s defiant grunts and groans begin to dissipate.
DING! DING! DING!
Abby snaps her head up at the referee, who is looking equally confused and runs over to the ring announcer and timekeeper area.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
[/font][/b]Ladies and gentlemen, the time limit for this match has expired. This contest is a DRAW!
Abby releases the hold and argues with the referee. She runs her hands through her hair, stressing the roots of her follicles as she paces in frustration. She delivers a few choice words for Orianna, who lies supine on the math nursing her hurt limbs, before exiting the ring and heading up the ramp.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Holy crap time flew by! Which is unfortunate for Abby because I honestly think she may have had Orianna there.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
We’ll never know if Orianna could have pulled out those last second heroics like she did in the past, but one thing we do know is that it is most definitely not over between them! And I gotta wonder what effect that pre match beatdown had on Ori tonight?
RESULT: TIME LIMIT DRAW
(continuum from Spooked...)
The pink van driven by Killjoy enters an abandoned lot in the middle of nowhere. Gabe's eyes squint with a red backlight that can only be assumed as his Outsider possession. The vans stops, Reno gets out of the passenger seat, Killjoy holds up his hands in protest, pleading for mercy, while simultaneously side-eyeing the windows to see if his Spooky Bois are watching. From inside we see a giant door slide open, revealing a white room like the one Mike Lavicle imagined in his last promotion against Gabe. Killjoy closes the door, as a sweet Panda sniffle can be heard; Reno darts around a corner...
RADICAL RENO *
What the fuck...
Pedro is caged inside a skeleton bone cage next to a desk office area full of Killjoy's famished interns. Killjoy bolts calling for his Skellies but they appear not to be back from wherever they've gone. Gabe busts the lock, as Pedro cries, sitting next to a mound of human dung. Pedro dives out of the boney holding cell, hugging Gabe, who turns his nose to avoid the smell.
RADICAL RENO *
KILLLLLJOY!! I'm going to take great joy in KILLING YOU, MOTHERUCKER!!
Pedro gathers himself, adjusting his Panda costume, then taking his anger out on the desk. The interns just out of the way, confused that he wasn't just a fun pet for them to play with.
Gabe sprints around the white room, looking for his prey. Killjoy uses a remote to create a distraction on the opposite side of the building with the garage door opener. He chuckles to himself about how smart it was, signaling to the interns to keep Pedro busy. Kill-y opens the backdoor with his key ring and a giant smile, realizing he got away with the kidnapping. He opens it, then falls backward after running into a chest covered with blonde hair. Chris Chaos stands breathing hard, seething at the opportunity.
CHAOTIC ONE *
Gabe! HE'S OVER HERE... awww, I hate to be a killjoy... Killjoy...
Killjoy's eyes dilate as two Iconic shadows close in.
(To Be Continued...)
The lights dim down throughout the arena as the sounds of wolves howling could be heard. After a few moments, "Being Evil Has A Price" plays through the PA system as Rey Lobo and Dark Wolf make their way out. Both brothers either ignore the fans or flip them off without a care in the world as they were focused on their match as they made their way to the ring. The two men enter the ring and stand in the middle as they pose for a few moments, then jump on two separate middle ropes as they taunt/disrespect the fans before getting down and preparing for their match.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making their way to the ring, representing Destino...they are Rey Lobo and Dark Wolf...Lobos De La Muerte!!!
"Toss A Coin To Your Witcher" plays over the PA System. As that seems to be the theme that the Hive has collectively chosen to play for their entrance. Danae and Kassandra make their way down to the ring. Slowly, with purpose and an intimidating glare against their opponents. They enter and look mighty impressive with the air in which they carry themselves.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
And their opponents! Representing Legion, they are Kassandra and Danae….The Hive!!!
DING DING DING
We begin the match with Danae standing face to face with Dark Wolf. Danae tilts her head to the side with an expressionless face. She almost seems confused by the intimidating exterior of Dark Wolf, who charges right at her with a running enziguri kick. Clearly going for an early knockout blow. However, he and much of the attending audience are shocked to see Danae snatching him up by the offending leg and delivering a mid air dragon screw that looks just as nasty coming on the way down as it sounds! Dark Wolf’s leg definitely seems twisted badly right off the bat, possibly even a popped knee joint. He screams out in pain as he tries to recover in the Hives corner, Kassandra staring down upon his pained expression with a wry smile on her face. As if she feeds off the pain he exudes.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Ooooohhh it really makes me feel some kinda way watching The Hive work, Hel. Dark Wolf thought he had a winning move, but Danae is just BAM! Like catching flies.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
How can you be EXCITED about a man possibly having a broken leg in the first minute of a match? Dark Wolf is in deep with the deadly duo! How is he gonna get out of this?
Dark Wolf scoots towards Danae desperately trying to use his good leg to shoot kick her calves out from under her. But Danae just shrugs off these blows and steps on Dark Wolf’s midsection without mercy! He guffaws loudly over the din of the crowd, as Rey Lobo is incensed in the corner chomping at the bit to save his partner from this torture. Danae simply wags a finger at Lobo, leaning down and picking up Dark Wolf in a DEAD lift from the ground, and crushes him right back down to the mat with the Danae Powerslam!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Danae Slam! You might as well stick a fork in the Lobos, they’re dog meat!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
This is downright disturbing. Their strength, toughness, the AURA...it’s terrifying.
You’d think she would be done, but instead, she lifts up Wolf one more time in a power bomb position, and buckle bombs the poor soul into his own corner, allowing Rey Lobo to tag into the match! The camera zooms in on Dark Wolf for a moment, his eyes rolled in the back of his head as he convulses in pain. At the same time as Rey Lobo makes his entrance, Danae has tagged out to Kassandra, as they both stand in defiance of the referees five count in front of their last opponent. Lobo’s warrior spirit will not allow him to take this humiliation lying down, however. He slingshots himself over the top rope to enter the ring, and uses that momentum to drop sault single leg dropkick each of the members of the Hive. Lobo lands on his feet from the impressive backflip, but the Hive did not budge! Lobo ricochets off the ropes for increased momentum, but it’s Kassandra who drops him cold with a hesitation dropkick that forces his head to bounce off the mat like a Funko Pop.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Ooohhhh did you see that Hel?! Rey Lobo went to avenge his brother, and The Hive just... hot damn this is a physical dissection.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Lobos De La Muerte were a highly competitive tag team against our current WWH Tag Team Champions. The first feud of the Spooky Scary Skeletons. And the Hive are just... treating them like child's play. The kinda kids who broke their toys often, might I add...
Danae tries to join in on the fun but now the referee in earnest gets in between her and Rey. Insisting that they adhere to some semblance of the rules. Danae merely tilts her head in the opposition direction that faced Dark Wolf, but ultimately does allow herself to be moved to the corner. Kassandra wastes little more time on the limp form of Lobo. She lets out a shrill insect like scream as her eyes go wide with adrenaline. Kassandra with finality lifts up Rey Lobo with one hand by his throat, and just folds him like an accordion with her Titan’s Spike canadian destroyer variation. The referee seems disgusted like he’s going to just call the match in general for both opponent’s being completely incapatitated, but Kassandra mercifully finally goes for a pinfall while the fans shower the dangerous duo with boos.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
WINNERS VIA PINFALL: THE HIVE (DANAE & KASSANDRA)
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
That...that was something else, Hel. The brutality, the callous disregard for the condition of their opponents. If they were looking to make a statement towards their own claim for the tag team championships...consider the message signed, sealed and delivered.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I’m still cringing looking at the lifeless form of Dark Wolf when Rey tagged himself in... I don’t think we’re going to see the Lobos for a long time... I wish them a speedy recovery. But damn... The Hive looks absolutely unstoppable.
We open to the backstage area of sorts for the Sanatorium's arena and we hear loud banging and crashing. The camera runs to the noise to see "The Unstoppable Killing Machine" Phantom having placed a crudely designed training dummy in one of the offshoot backstage areas. He looks up to see he's being observed.
THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE | PHANTOM
So, I guess you all are probably wondering what I am doing with this crudely designed dummy?
The lead crewmember nods their head.
THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE | PHANTOM
I am getting some last second striking practice in before I show the world that I can still crush my opposition for night in Sarah Lynn. The Fate Changer, bah! More like DEAD WOMAN WALKING!
The crew look aghast at his quick energy increase. But then he walks towards them with Barby in his right hand. He grabs the camera from the cameraman with his left hand and points it directly at himself.
THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE | PHANTOM
SARAH LYNN, YOU WILL MEET THE FATES TONIGHT!
BUT NOT IN THE MANNER YOU ARE HOPING FOR CAUSE THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE IS HERE TO MAKE SURE, YOU DON' CHANGE YOUR FATE MORE THAN THE FATES HAVE ALREADY ALLOWED TO HAPPEN!
SO BE PREPARED TO EITHER FIGHT OR FLY BECAUSE I AM WILL FIGHT UNTIL I CANNOT NO MORE!
IN THE END, THE FATES ONLY ALLOW YOU TO CHANGE YOUR PATH SO MUCH WITHOUT THE COSMOS SENDING SOMEONE LIKE ME TO FIX THEIR FUCK UP!
BE PREPARED TO MEET YOUR END...
A DEAD FUCKING END!
Then he shoves the camera back into the cameraman's chest and walks off as his entrance music begins to play.
ORDERLY | BILL
Oh yes, very good analysis of your behavior, Mr. Nameless! Now sip tea with me while I figure out who is really responsible for screwing you up as a child--couldn’t possibly be your fault, after all!
He shakes the empty folder at the empty seats across the desk and pretends to down the rest of his tea.
ORDERLY | BILL
Oh goodness, Mr. Nameless. Of course, I want you to call me Pattycakes!
The view widens and we can see a figure darken the door frame, clearly an older woman who is unhappy with what she has happened upon. She clears her throat loudly before stepping into her office. Her brows furrowed in severe disappointment.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
I trust you are quite finished?
Bill the Orderly’s eyes widen in surprise and he begins to stammer in response.
ORDERLY | BILL
I...I...uh--I didn’t--um…
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Of course you didn’t.
She closes the distance between them, plucking her favorite tea cup out of his hand and frowns.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
I assume you have floors to mop or something?
ORDERLY | BILL
Um, yes, yes I do, Ma’am.
SANATORIUM NURSE | PAT RAWSON
Good. Then get to it, but before you do, leave your key to my office. Your assistance will no longer be required.
ORDERLY | BILL
...yes, Nurse Rawson.
Bill rushes to hand over his set of keys before he scrambles to get out of the office, knowing that he has fuuuuuucked up big time as we cut back to ringside.
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--
We enter the Sanatorium Battle Zone, cheering crowd behind their clear protective wall, referee in the ring. But the first voice we hear in the arena isn't the usual, dependable, colorful spirit of Zane Mulholland. No, today, we have someone new.
She stands what looks to be a full seven feet tall, with the complexion of a ghost, her narrow frame and narrow eyes lending a further harshness to the arena.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
We have to lend our congratulations to our peer, Zane Mulholland, who's found himself in the commentary booth for the new WWH product, Isle!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Yeah, I gotta say, no small amount of envy for getting a gig on a literal beach, but couldn't have happened for a better dude. Grats, Zane. I'm not sure what to make of your replacement yet.
The huge woman steps forward as if on cue. Her voice, in contrast to Zane's colorful DJ-esque warmth, is harsh and authoritarian, though the alto timbre keeps it at least at a comfortable audible range.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
Welcome to Sanatorium! For our first match of the evening, competing to one fall...
As we enter the Sanatorium ringside area after the riveting opening cinematic for the show, “Low-Life” by Crobots plays over the PA as “The Soldier of Chaos” Brian Blades enters the arena and walks directly to the ring and doesn’t interact with the ‘fans’ at all.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
He weighs in at two hundred thirty pounds and hails from Odessa, Texas... The SOLDIER OF CHAOS, BRIAN BLADES!
Then as Brian Blades starts stretching and getting ready, “Impossible” by Machine Gun Kelly ft. Ester Dean plays over the PA. As it hits a crescendo, John Blade roars out from the back and does a salute before running to the ring full force. Then he slides in and stares down Brian Blade before he gives one more salute to the ‘fans’. Then he starts stretching and takes off his shirt and tosses it into ‘the crowd’.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred fifty one pounds, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts... THE LEGENDARY JOHN BLADE!
Then the referee proceeds to check each one for the pre-match check for foreign or illegal objects, proper ‘gear’ and whatnot. After the referee does, so, they signal for the bell. Brian and John lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. After a few moments, John Blade has gained the advantage by placing Brian into a Hammerlock hold and then quickly transitions into a Shoulder Throw of sorts.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Weird to see Blade-- I mean John-- come out of the opening lockup with the advantage, but there you go. The Chain Gang Leader be leadin'.
John Blade looks at Brian Blades like what you got playboy. Brian gets up and takes a few steps back. Then he charges towards John Blade. But John has it scouted and proceeds to grab him and tosses Brian with a Hip Toss. As soon as Brian gets up, John Blade grabs him by the waist and spins around him to behind him before dropping Brian to the mat with a jaw-droppingly awesome and beautiful German Suplex into a pinning combination. He holds for a cover. The referee sees and makes a count…
ONE!
TWO!
Brian just manages to get his arm at the count of two. John Blade looks at the referee like that should have been three. The referee motions that Brian got his shoulder up at the count of two.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
A near fall right out of the gate, man, this is going to be a short one if that's anything to gauge off of!
As this exchange is happening, Brian slowly has gotten up to a vertical base and tries to grab John Blade. But once more, he has it scouted and kicks Brian Blades in the butt before shoving him in between his legs. Then John proceeds to perform his signature Triple Threat (three consecutive Powerbombs). Then he looks down at Brian and motions that it’s time to go for a ride.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
HOOOBOY HERE WE GO!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Has he ever completed the Triple Threat before?!
John Blade proceeds to cradle Brian Blades like a child. He slowly rocks him a bit before throwing him onto his shoulders and performing his finisher, the Razor’s Edge (a Death Valley Drop). Then he covers Brian Blades by hooking the near leg as the referee makes the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
OH MY GOD, i CAN'T BELIEVE IT! Despite all the hype behind Brian Blades and an initial strong first showing, John Blade has really delivered here tonight.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
For sure, this'll be a match nobody's going to forget anytime soon. Can he do it again next week?
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
I'm not sure, but I'm actually looking forward to seeing!
WINNER VIA PINFALL: JOHN BLADE
Orderly Dave presses the key card to the magnetic lock of the cell and, with a sinister chuckle emitting from his rotund belly, swings it open and flicks the light on. The orderly saunters into the room with all the swagger of John Wayne and lords over the awakened form of the teen titan herself, Orianna Johnson.
ORDERLY | DAVE
Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in! The pretty celebrity! I’m SO glad I switched to this shift! Get up! You’re the second match in. Gotta get ya staged and uh, haha, prepped.
He swings his key card cockily in one hand while gripping a standard issue billy club in the other. Ori’s eyes squint as she fixates on him. Her expression sours. This isn’t good.
ORIANNA JOHSON
Heeeey I remember you. Look, I’m-
He shuts her up with a raise of the billy club as if he’s about to bonk her on the noggin’.
ORDERLY | DAVE
Yeah you better remember me! You tattooed my face with your knee back in 2019 when you and the great Sweet Roxy were beefing. The rest of the boys remember you too. They’ll be paying you a visit also. Just know something: breaking into the asylum like you did so easily a few years ago was a lot easier than actually being stuck in here. You can’t escape now. Shit’s different when you’re trapped on the inside in here. We’ve been itching for payback for two years and never did we think we’d ever get our “get back” on you but alas here ya are! HA.. haha.. HA!
Good ole Dave the Orderly all but dances in delight over the vindication to be had. He suddenly stops and eyes the frightened teen cowering on her knees in her bed. A look of contempt washes over him as he plods forward to “escort” her out of the cell. Out of nowhere, Ori explodes upward in a blur, her renowned quickness on full display as she thrusts her knee out with harsh intent and careens it into his jawline.
Orderly Dave is somewhat prepared for it, possibly from getting the business end of it a few times two years ago, and half blocks it but she still gets enough to topple him over into a daze. The teen sensation nabs his electronic key card and spits on him.
ORIANNA JOHSON
Sucker!
Orianna can’t believe her tremendous luck and speeds out of her room, using her legendary track-and-field legs to sprint by the doors, stopping only briefly to check the names assigned to them. She lets out a squeal of satisfaction when she finds the one marked “ABBY EVANS!” Orianna urgently presses the orderly’s key card to the lock and it opens.
ORIANNA JOHSON
Rise and shine bitch! Ding ding ding our match starts on MY time not Eden’s!
Ori, seeking to send a message to Warden Eden that she, not Eden, decides when, where, and how she fights, flicks on the light and steps into the room. Before the room can even fully illuminate she’s already leapt onto the bed in full ground and pound mode. Orianna goes ham, powering punches into Abby but then abruptly stops as a look of confusion comes over her. Orianna yanks back the blankets to find it’s not Abby Evans at all underneath them - it’s just some clothes and pillows fashioned to look like a human body.
Abby, having been hiding in a corner of the room, suddenly appears and DRILLS the unaware Ori in the back with a stiff dropkick that rockets Orianna against the wall and into a backroll off of the bed. Abby rips into her by stomping a mudhole in her and walking her dry.
Some orderlies leisurely stroll in but do nothing to stop what’s going on, and in fact whip out their phones to take pics and snap chat, as Abby quickly secures Orianna into her nasty signature Scorpion Cross Lock w/ Double Chickenwing submission hold. Orianna wails in pain as she tries mightily to break free of it to no avail.
Abby looks up at the orderlies taking selfies and mocking Orianna in her peril and nods at them.
ABBY EVANS
Wow. You really are as dumb as these orderlies said you’d be.
The orderlies, all victims of Orianna’s raids a few years ago, high five each other.
ORDERLY | JAMES
Hey Ori, you dumb bitch, you fell right into the trap. We lured you hook, line, and sinker. HA!
Orderly Dave saunters in, hand over jaw nursing it but with a smile on his face, and poses for some last minute selfies.
ORDERLY | DAVE
I took one for the team, but it was well worth it. You’ve become predictable, little blonde barbie! How does it feel to be outwitted for a change?
Orianna only groans and grunts in her torment; it’s all she can do as Abby seems content with keeping her in the hold for all eternity. One of the orderlies who’s been keeping watch for the Warden while this fiasco unfolds, alerts them that it’s time to get the two ladies sent to the staging area.
Abby releases Orianna and gives herself into custody of one of the orderly who escorts her out and down toward the area for preparation to go to the ring. Two of the orderlies rough-hand Orianna up and also escort her out of the cell and toward the staging area.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
The following contest is scheduled for one fall…
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
Introducing first, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland… Abby Evans!
Nightcore 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 up waiting for the girl she beat up a moment ago in the back.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Here we go! Ori and Abby have some bad blood already brewing after their scuffle at the Starbucks which led to Ori being kinda humiliated in that submission hold, then arrested and shunted into the Sanatorium to avoid jail time. She blames Addy for it. Addy blames Ori. And to top it all off, our orderlies laid a trap backstage and used Abby as the bait. Orianna took the bait and got drubbed by Abby Evans backstage just a few short moments ago. I don’t even know if Ori’s gonna be in prime form for this match after that?
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I don’t know either. I wonder if Warden Eden’s gonna reprimand those orderlies and possibly Abby too? We all know there’s a lot of bad blood between Ori and the orderlies here after what happened back in 2019, but that’s no excuse for pulling something like that. Orderly Dave went all out to sell it, and even ate a knee for it. The deck is really stacked against Orianna here at the Sanatorium.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
And introducing her opponent, from Bend, Oregon…. Orianna Johnson!
“Whatever It Takes” by Imagine Dragons plays and the fans cheer as Orianna comes tearing out from the back area and doesn’t even bother with the usual fan-fare and glad-handing. Although still visibly banged up a little, she speeds down to the ring like a bat straight out of hell and slides in!
DING! DING! DING!
There’s no feeling out process for these two as they plow right into each other with fists flying. Their heads rock back and forth, hair swooshing all over the place. Back and forth they go, abandoning all technique and strategy that has served them so well against other opponents. Neither relents for over a solid sixty seconds, until Ori suddenly level changes and puts Abby on her ass with a double-leg takedown. Johnson transitions into full mount and rains down a torrent of ground-and-pound. Abby is able to defend against some of the onslaught, but not all of it. The blows begin to add up, so Abby urgently bucks and twists, managing to sling Orianna off of her long enough to scramble back to her vertical base.
Orianna is all over her though, push-kicking her into the corner and darting in with shoulder lowered to pound at Abby’s midsection. Abby brings a knee up that ends Ori’s charge and sends her reeling backward. Evans bolts out of the corner to seize her advantage and notices Ori reacting with a kick aimed at her head, but she’s able to capture it. In the blink of an eye, Abby deposits Orianna across the mat with a leg hook sitout suplex slam and a quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Nope. Orianna kicks out.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Whoa! Abby almost pulled a quick one on Orianna.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Ori needs to be careful and stop fighting on emotions. Easy for me to say though. I’m not the celebrity who got humiliated all over the news and social media on account of Abby Evans.
Abby spies Orianna ambling up to a stand, so she jet-sets the ropes and springboards off them with a crossbody into yet another pinfall attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
NOPE!
Abby smothers her with a full mount and clobbers her over and over again with rapid fire punches, clearly frustrated with the teen sensation. She rips Orianna up with her to a stand and initializes a Fisherman’s Suplex but mid way through Orianna desperately jolts and counters into….
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
PRESTO-CHANGE-O….. Outta nowhere!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
This is why Orianna is so dangerous. In 2019 she made a habit of being tricky with her moves. She caught so many competitors off guard, including the legendary Sweet Roxy, and we just saw it again.
The crowd goes bonkers as Ori covers her and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Abby kicks out with some authority, surprising Orianna a little bit. Ori picks her up and fakes an Irish Whip attempt into the ropes, instead blasting her with a sneaky elbow to the cheek before wrapping her up into an abdominal stretch. Abby yowls in her predicament for several moments as Orianna complements the hold by driving a volley of elbows into her exposed ribcage. Abby begins adjusting her feet and body to escape but Ori feels her doing it and abruptly lifts her up and over with a Fallaway Slam. The force and impact sends Abby involuntarily rolling under the ropes to the outside.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Orianna is starting to take over the match. She was keen on what Abby was trying to do to escape and let her walk herself right into that slam.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
And what a slam it was! Abby went swooshing right out of the ring. I’m starting to think Orianna’s perilous plight here in the Sanatorium has kicked her into an extra gear.
Ori is all fired up and plays to the cheering fans a bit before hitting the ropes and diving through the top and middle rope at Abby who’s just now standing up.
*MISS* Abby moves away at the last moment.
Ori goes splat across the thin quarter inch thick padding that offers so little protection from the hard floor. Abby is still a little too hurt to capitalize and lingers against the steel barricade, using it to pull herself up. Evans ambles toward the ring to slide back in, but the dazed Orianna grabs her by the foot and traps her in a haphazard kneebar attempt. The two women struggle for a bit, with Abby able to wretch her foot free, but Orianna is dogged and determined, managing to Flapjack her onto the top portion of the barricade.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Orianna is relentless like a terminator after getting duped and trolled by the orderlies and Abby earlier. She is not letting Abby get a moment’s break even when Abby has the upperhand for a moment!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I don’t blame her after Abby wrecked her backstage moments ago. She had Orianna trapped in that submission hold she’s named Paradox, the same one she had her trapped in at the Starbucks brawl, and Ori seemed pretty helpless to do anything about it. Ori isn’t gonna let her get away with that nor put her in that position again.
Abby spins around and gets bulldozed up and over the rail by a power-lariat from her pissed off adversary. The crowd in the first few rows scatter but do so in the most excited way. Orianna collects a half eaten chilli dog and smashes it all in Abby’s face and down her gullet, choking the woman with it. She isn’t stopping there either. Orianna does a hop and skip and flattens Abby prone with an Axe Kick! The fans go wild and someone hands her a bottle of fresh cold Mountain Dew. Orianna takes it and begins guzzling it down while keeping a boot across Abby’s back, forcing her to remain prone on the dirty floor.
Once done with the drink, Orianna peels Abby off the ground and up to a stand when out of nowhere Abby BLASTS her across the face with a ¾ full can of Pepsi soda. It stuns Ori pretty hard, leaving her vulnerable, and Abby takes full advantage. Abby charges at her and sends her head over ass with a Frankenstenier across some empty chairs. She follows up by Monkey Flipping her against the metal barricade, then not wasting a single moment yanks her up and Fisherman Suplexes her onto the top portion of the metal railing, causing Ori to spill over onto the padding near the ring. Abby proves just as relentless as Ori by immediately delivering a Somersault Legdrop with aid from the barricade.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Wow! Abby has taken over the match!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
She’s just as pissed as Orianna is.
Abby realizes Ori still has some fight in her though, so she rips the tough teen up and plants her into the padding with her signature Cradle DDT! Orianna lies sprawled out barely moving much to Abby’s delight. Evans pushes her into the ring, glad the referee has decided to take the super slow count during her and Ori’s brawl in the stands, and swiftly secures Ori into her patented Scorpion Cross Lock, and locks in the double chickenwing to fully activate the maneuver.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Uh oh! She’s got Orianna locked in that hold AGAIN! She calls it the PARADOX!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Ori’s becoming well acquainted with it already, but can she escape it?
Abby syncs it in hard, cranking and compressing Orianna’s athletic frame in ways it shouldn't be, yet the Oregon native refuses to submit. Abby screams at Ori to just fucking give up but Orianna only replies with grunts and groans. Several agonizing minutes pass with Orianna valiantly trying to break out of the hold but to no avail. Before long Ori’s defiant grunts and groans begin to dissipate.
DING! DING! DING!
Abby snaps her head up at the referee, who is looking equally confused and runs over to the ring announcer and timekeeper area.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
[/font][/b]Ladies and gentlemen, the time limit for this match has expired. This contest is a DRAW!
Abby releases the hold and argues with the referee. She runs her hands through her hair, stressing the roots of her follicles as she paces in frustration. She delivers a few choice words for Orianna, who lies supine on the math nursing her hurt limbs, before exiting the ring and heading up the ramp.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Holy crap time flew by! Which is unfortunate for Abby because I honestly think she may have had Orianna there.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
We’ll never know if Orianna could have pulled out those last second heroics like she did in the past, but one thing we do know is that it is most definitely not over between them! And I gotta wonder what effect that pre match beatdown had on Ori tonight?
RESULT: TIME LIMIT DRAW
(continuum from Spooked...)
The pink van driven by Killjoy enters an abandoned lot in the middle of nowhere. Gabe's eyes squint with a red backlight that can only be assumed as his Outsider possession. The vans stops, Reno gets out of the passenger seat, Killjoy holds up his hands in protest, pleading for mercy, while simultaneously side-eyeing the windows to see if his Spooky Bois are watching. From inside we see a giant door slide open, revealing a white room like the one Mike Lavicle imagined in his last promotion against Gabe. Killjoy closes the door, as a sweet Panda sniffle can be heard; Reno darts around a corner...
RADICAL RENO *
What the fuck...
Pedro is caged inside a skeleton bone cage next to a desk office area full of Killjoy's famished interns. Killjoy bolts calling for his Skellies but they appear not to be back from wherever they've gone. Gabe busts the lock, as Pedro cries, sitting next to a mound of human dung. Pedro dives out of the boney holding cell, hugging Gabe, who turns his nose to avoid the smell.
RADICAL RENO *
KILLLLLJOY!! I'm going to take great joy in KILLING YOU, MOTHERUCKER!!
Pedro gathers himself, adjusting his Panda costume, then taking his anger out on the desk. The interns just out of the way, confused that he wasn't just a fun pet for them to play with.
Gabe sprints around the white room, looking for his prey. Killjoy uses a remote to create a distraction on the opposite side of the building with the garage door opener. He chuckles to himself about how smart it was, signaling to the interns to keep Pedro busy. Kill-y opens the backdoor with his key ring and a giant smile, realizing he got away with the kidnapping. He opens it, then falls backward after running into a chest covered with blonde hair. Chris Chaos stands breathing hard, seething at the opportunity.
CHAOTIC ONE *
Gabe! HE'S OVER HERE... awww, I hate to be a killjoy... Killjoy...
Killjoy's eyes dilate as two Iconic shadows close in.
(To Be Continued...)
The lights dim down throughout the arena as the sounds of wolves howling could be heard. After a few moments, "Being Evil Has A Price" plays through the PA system as Rey Lobo and Dark Wolf make their way out. Both brothers either ignore the fans or flip them off without a care in the world as they were focused on their match as they made their way to the ring. The two men enter the ring and stand in the middle as they pose for a few moments, then jump on two separate middle ropes as they taunt/disrespect the fans before getting down and preparing for their match.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making their way to the ring, representing Destino...they are Rey Lobo and Dark Wolf...Lobos De La Muerte!!!
"Toss A Coin To Your Witcher" plays over the PA System. As that seems to be the theme that the Hive has collectively chosen to play for their entrance. Danae and Kassandra make their way down to the ring. Slowly, with purpose and an intimidating glare against their opponents. They enter and look mighty impressive with the air in which they carry themselves.
RING ANNOUNCER | TARANIS
And their opponents! Representing Legion, they are Kassandra and Danae….The Hive!!!
DING DING DING
We begin the match with Danae standing face to face with Dark Wolf. Danae tilts her head to the side with an expressionless face. She almost seems confused by the intimidating exterior of Dark Wolf, who charges right at her with a running enziguri kick. Clearly going for an early knockout blow. However, he and much of the attending audience are shocked to see Danae snatching him up by the offending leg and delivering a mid air dragon screw that looks just as nasty coming on the way down as it sounds! Dark Wolf’s leg definitely seems twisted badly right off the bat, possibly even a popped knee joint. He screams out in pain as he tries to recover in the Hives corner, Kassandra staring down upon his pained expression with a wry smile on her face. As if she feeds off the pain he exudes.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Ooooohhh it really makes me feel some kinda way watching The Hive work, Hel. Dark Wolf thought he had a winning move, but Danae is just BAM! Like catching flies.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
How can you be EXCITED about a man possibly having a broken leg in the first minute of a match? Dark Wolf is in deep with the deadly duo! How is he gonna get out of this?
Dark Wolf scoots towards Danae desperately trying to use his good leg to shoot kick her calves out from under her. But Danae just shrugs off these blows and steps on Dark Wolf’s midsection without mercy! He guffaws loudly over the din of the crowd, as Rey Lobo is incensed in the corner chomping at the bit to save his partner from this torture. Danae simply wags a finger at Lobo, leaning down and picking up Dark Wolf in a DEAD lift from the ground, and crushes him right back down to the mat with the Danae Powerslam!
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Danae Slam! You might as well stick a fork in the Lobos, they’re dog meat!
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
This is downright disturbing. Their strength, toughness, the AURA...it’s terrifying.
You’d think she would be done, but instead, she lifts up Wolf one more time in a power bomb position, and buckle bombs the poor soul into his own corner, allowing Rey Lobo to tag into the match! The camera zooms in on Dark Wolf for a moment, his eyes rolled in the back of his head as he convulses in pain. At the same time as Rey Lobo makes his entrance, Danae has tagged out to Kassandra, as they both stand in defiance of the referees five count in front of their last opponent. Lobo’s warrior spirit will not allow him to take this humiliation lying down, however. He slingshots himself over the top rope to enter the ring, and uses that momentum to drop sault single leg dropkick each of the members of the Hive. Lobo lands on his feet from the impressive backflip, but the Hive did not budge! Lobo ricochets off the ropes for increased momentum, but it’s Kassandra who drops him cold with a hesitation dropkick that forces his head to bounce off the mat like a Funko Pop.
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
Ooohhhh did you see that Hel?! Rey Lobo went to avenge his brother, and The Hive just... hot damn this is a physical dissection.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
Lobos De La Muerte were a highly competitive tag team against our current WWH Tag Team Champions. The first feud of the Spooky Scary Skeletons. And the Hive are just... treating them like child's play. The kinda kids who broke their toys often, might I add...
Danae tries to join in on the fun but now the referee in earnest gets in between her and Rey. Insisting that they adhere to some semblance of the rules. Danae merely tilts her head in the opposition direction that faced Dark Wolf, but ultimately does allow herself to be moved to the corner. Kassandra wastes little more time on the limp form of Lobo. She lets out a shrill insect like scream as her eyes go wide with adrenaline. Kassandra with finality lifts up Rey Lobo with one hand by his throat, and just folds him like an accordion with her Titan’s Spike canadian destroyer variation. The referee seems disgusted like he’s going to just call the match in general for both opponent’s being completely incapatitated, but Kassandra mercifully finally goes for a pinfall while the fans shower the dangerous duo with boos.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
WINNERS VIA PINFALL: THE HIVE (DANAE & KASSANDRA)
PLAY BY PLAY COMMENTATOR | GIA VAN ZANT
That...that was something else, Hel. The brutality, the callous disregard for the condition of their opponents. If they were looking to make a statement towards their own claim for the tag team championships...consider the message signed, sealed and delivered.
COLOR COMMENTATOR | HEL MODANI
I’m still cringing looking at the lifeless form of Dark Wolf when Rey tagged himself in... I don’t think we’re going to see the Lobos for a long time... I wish them a speedy recovery. But damn... The Hive looks absolutely unstoppable.
We open to the backstage area of sorts for the Sanatorium's arena and we hear loud banging and crashing. The camera runs to the noise to see "The Unstoppable Killing Machine" Phantom having placed a crudely designed training dummy in one of the offshoot backstage areas. He looks up to see he's being observed.
THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE | PHANTOM
So, I guess you all are probably wondering what I am doing with this crudely designed dummy?
The lead crewmember nods their head.
THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE | PHANTOM
I am getting some last second striking practice in before I show the world that I can still crush my opposition for night in Sarah Lynn. The Fate Changer, bah! More like DEAD WOMAN WALKING!
The crew look aghast at his quick energy increase. But then he walks towards them with Barby in his right hand. He grabs the camera from the cameraman with his left hand and points it directly at himself.
THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE | PHANTOM
SARAH LYNN, YOU WILL MEET THE FATES TONIGHT!
BUT NOT IN THE MANNER YOU ARE HOPING FOR CAUSE THE UNSTOPPABLE KILLING MACHINE IS HERE TO MAKE SURE, YOU DON' CHANGE YOUR FATE MORE THAN THE FATES HAVE ALREADY ALLOWED TO HAPPEN!
SO BE PREPARED TO EITHER FIGHT OR FLY BECAUSE I AM WILL FIGHT UNTIL I CANNOT NO MORE!
IN THE END, THE FATES ONLY ALLOW YOU TO CHANGE YOUR PATH SO MUCH WITHOUT THE COSMOS SENDING SOMEONE LIKE ME TO FIX THEIR FUCK UP!
BE PREPARED TO MEET YOUR END...
A DEAD FUCKING END!
Then he shoves the camera back into the cameraman's chest and walks off as his entrance music begins to play.