Chaos 96 Results

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Terra Skye: Good evening everyone and welcome to--

'Yes' by LMFAO plays on the speakers and Carnage Wrestling investor Christopher St. James coming down to the ring. To say he gets a mixed reaction would be an understatement. He waves for Kelly to hold the ropes open for him and then enters the ring, taking her microphone and motioning for her to get out. She shrugs and leaves.

C$J: I am here tonight to discuss something that I've brought up since I first arrived here. I showed up in a sea of controversy and I made an offer to JC that he turned down not once, but twice, the second time leaving me with a concussion that I still suffer dizzy spells from!

The fans boo but C$J doesn't seem to mind.

C$J: Yeah yeah, you don't care. Whatever. Now, according to social media experts I have at my beck and call, JC has once again been playing keyboard warrior from the safety of his secondary federation, saying he has "much to discuss" at this particular Chaos involving yours truly. So, JC, what's on your mind sport?

'Unsainted' by Slipknot plays and the Legion expects to see JC come down the ramp, but there is quiet murmuring when he doesn't. However, they cheer again once his face appears on the CarnageTron.

C$J: So nice of you to show up...via satellite. Please take note that this is my shocked face.

C$J takes off his sunglasses and stares straight faced at JC's image.

JC: Funny.

C$J: I thought so.

JC: You know, as much as I'd like to be there, risking suspension again, I'm actually booked to wrestle in UGWC tonight.

The Legion boos the mention of another company just on principle.

JC: Now now, I'd rather be wrestling there. Carnage is home. But I wasn't myself last year and paid for it.

C$J: Yes, JC. We all know the story. And I offered you a second chance, a chance to do business and be smart, a chance for you to TAKE whatever it was that you wanted from this business and federation, to get everything you ever wanted and so much more; and you thought it'd be more fun to drop me on my head.

JC smirks and nods.

JC: Yes, and that was fun. So fun, in fact, I'd like to keep doing it. Not to you, of course, but to others. Which is why last Friday I asked for another one of those contracts you drew up for me and handed in a letter of my resignation. At midnight tonight, you will be the new President of Carnage Wrestling.

C$J seems especially thrilled yet shocked by this. The Legion isn't.

JC: Now I told the Board that I wanted a few things to do that. I wanted the full contract you were offering me at 94. They gave it to me and I signed it.

C$J: So at midnight, I'll be your boss and you'll wrestle exclusively for me.

JC: Not so fast. Yes, I will wrestle. Not because I care about 'business' or because I need two incomes to line my pockets. But I was realizing that I couldn't make change, real change, as President, especially one handcuffed by some fancy-pants rich kid who got bored and decided he wanted to run a wrestling company.

C$J frowns at this, but decides not to interrupt. He is, after all, getting his way.

He calmly puts the microphone down he was raising to his lips.

JC: The only way for me to be the true Answer to Carnage's ills is to once again be back in the trenches. They agreed the best place for me is in the ring and have declared that I will return to that ring at We Are Relentless.

The Legion cheers at the announcement while C$J looks bored.

JC: Of course I also asked for some other provisions, mostly things to keep you in line if you abuse your power, but...ah you know what? We can talk about that later.

C$J: Wait, what? That contract was fool proof! Who is messing with MY stuff!?

JC: Don't worry about it, it's fine! The point is, the board agreed to all of it! JC is back in the ring at Carnage Wrestling and somebody is getting their head kicked off at the PPV. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to warm up with some practice here in this other place. See you at WAR.

JC bids farewell and the video ends, leaving CSJ alone in the center of the ring, staring at the fans around him, slowly making a circle, a ravenous look coming across his face as he slips his shades back on.

Johnny Vegas: Ya know, I'm kinda happy with the new boss. He makes shades cool again.

With that Johnny slides his shades back on as Terra looks dumbfounded.

Terra Skye: C$J is our new boss?! Like, what kind of history does he...

She jumps as she realizes C$J is now standing directly in front of the announce table.

C$J: Despite what your former boss as of midnight TONIGHT might think, I have run, successfully I might add, a handful of projects. This isn't something that I just happened to get bored and decided to do. This is something I wanted to do to make money and improve a product based out of an updated gymnasium. Carnage WILL be better, it WILL be world known, and IF I have to find a new announce team to bring us to that point, then rest assured, I will. I can be your best friend or I can be your bitter fucking enemy and I suggest everyone on this roster, everyone on staff, and everyone in between think long and hard about which one you would like to see. You have until midnight tonight to make your choice.

He pauses and looks at each member of the commentary team. With a questioning glance, he brings his glasses further down his nose so he can have a clear view of Boy.

C$J: NO one... Is safe.

He puts his glasses back and stares at Terra.

C$J: Despite what you might THINK you know.

Finally his gaze rests on Johnny, sitting hopefully with his glasses on and hands folded in front of him, nodding to everything C$J says. Before the new boss has a chance to get a word out, Johnny speaks first.

Johnny Vegas: I agree with everything you have said! It's about time someone cuts through the crap we've become and gets rid of the dead weight!

Johnny motions with his head toward Boy who is looking around at the ceiling. C$J smirks and turns before saying.

C$J: Nice glasses, but I don't do kiss asses.

Johnny blushes as "Yes" by LMFAO rings out and C$J heads back up the ramp.

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Terra Skye: Well… That was an interesting way to start the show off.

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, you’re telling me.

Terra Skye: You’re such a kiss ass, you know that? Fucks sake. No one’s safe, what the shit does that even mean? Does that mean I have to look over my shoulder while I try to do my job?

Boy: FISH TACOS!

Terra Skye: I’m the most competent out of any of you, let me just say that.

Johnny Vegas: You’re the one bitching up a storm while the REST of us are trying to get this show underway like the boss wants!

Terra Skye: Jesus. Well at least we’ll be seeing JC back here as a competitor at WAR - Even if we might miss him as our boss. He was no where near as bad as Bridges or--

Johnny Vegas: Let me stop you right there - As much as I hate you, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t make me have to train a new commentator at this advanced age. SO LET’S JUST GET THE SHOW STARTED.

Terra Skye: FINE! Our first matchup tonight will start Chaos off at a brisk pace, as we open the show with a Fatal Fourway match! Alex Rain, Hanniel Hays, Anthony Leonhart, and Steve Matthews are all about to find themselves staring across the ring from each other. Every competitor is looking to make a name for themselves tonight, including Rain and Hays, who are making their Carnage debuts. Let's head ringside to kick things off!

The camera cuts to ringside, where a smiling Kelly Carmichael begins introducing the contestants for tonight's opening contest.

Kelly Carmichael: Ladies and gentlemen, WELCOME TO CHAOS! Our opening contest tonight is scheduled for ONE FALL-

The fans in attendance all cheer along and chant "ONE FALL!".

Kelly Carmichael: And is a Fatal Fourway match! Introducing first…

Anthony Leonhart enters the arena nodding his head up and down as Fat Joe's "Take A Look at My Life" begins playing. Leonhart is jamming to his theme song, focused on it, not watching the crowd at first, his posture and poise similar to an MMA fighter. But once he's greeted with a shower of boos Leonhart goes wild, insulting the fans, arguing with them as he walks down the ramp, and constantly shouting out that he's the best. He enters the ring and rips his tee-shirt off and looks at the announcer with an animalistic look on his face. While he's in the corner, he grabs the ropes and begins warming up.

Kelly Carmichael: He stands 6'3'' and weighs in tonight at 240 pounds. From Arvada, Colorado.... Anthony Leonhart!

"No Worries" by Lil Wayne plays out across the PA system as Alex Rain makes his way to the ring with a cocky grin on his face. Rain poses on the top turnbuckle as he's being introduced.

Kelly Carmichael: And his opponent: he stands 6'1'' and weighs in at 225 pounds. From Boston, Massachusetts... ALEX RAIN!

"Master of Puppets" by Metallica begins playing as the third competitor of tonight's opening fatal fourway makes his way to the ring. Hanniel Hays keeps his head held high, ignoring the crowd reactions and smiling as he enters the ring and smirks at the camera.

Kelly Carmichael: And their opponent: he stands 6'4'', weighs 235 pounds, and also comes from the mean streets of Boston. Ladies and gentlemen... HANNIEL HAYS!

“I Will Not Bow” by Breaking Benjamin suddenly sounds throughout the building and the crowd erupts into a rather mixed response. After a few seconds pause, Steve Matthews strolls out onto the ramp area, smirking in a self-satisfied and confident manner at the reaction from the fans as he begins his walk down to the ring. Steve acknowledges a good few fans and slap hands as he wanders down the ramp, continuing to receive an uncertain crowd response as he ascends the ring steps. He enters between the middle and top rope and instantly wanders over to the far corner. Steve climbs up and poses for the crowd whilst taking in the response from the fans. He soon steps down to the canvas and stretches his arms in the air before readying himself for action.

Kelly Carmichael: And last but certainly not least, the final man in tonight's fatal fourway opening contest... he is 6'1''. He is from London England. He is 220 pounds. He... Is... STEVE MATTHEWS!!!!

Johnny Vegas: Enough with the pomp and circumstance! They're all in the ring! Start beating each other's brains out!

Boy: SAMPLE! TEXT! LENS! FLARE! SAMPLE TEXT!



Boy rings the bell and the opening is underway! All four men rush into the center of the ring and start trading shots! It's an all-out melee! The fans cheer as all four men stand only inches apart from each other and lay into each other with the heavy leather! Anthony Leonhart blasts Alex Rain with a big boot to send him down to the mat, then he picks up Hanniel Hays and simply tosses him like a rag doll up and over the top rope, out onto the floor! Leonhart and Steve Matthews stare each other down as the fans cheer!

Terra Skye: Anthony Leonhart with an impressive showing of the raw power and brute strength that makes him so intimidating!

Johnny Vegas: If I was Steve Matthews I'd run and hide!

Boy: MUM GET THE CAMERA!

To his credit, Steve Matthews does not look intimidated in the slightest as he eyes up the big Frenchman. Matthews comes charging in, his arm swinging for a Clothesline, but Leonhart ducks, catches Matthews, and sends him up and over with a vicious Exploder Suplex! But Matthews is right up to his feet, catching Leonhart off-guard, and nails Leonhart with Belly-to-Belly Suplex! And now Leonhart bounces right back up!

Terra Skye: Damn, neither one of these two want to stay down!

Johnny Vegas: Well, the match literally JUST started, dumb dumb.

Matthews charges into his opponent but is met with a quick kick to the gut, doubling him over, and Leonhart nails a Snap Suplex! But Matthews is right back up to his feet! Leonhart attempts a heavy right cross to the jaw of Matthews, but now it’s Matthews that ducks, and hits Leonhart with a German Suplex! The fans cheer as both men spring right back up to their feet!

Johnny Vegas: Baltimore has officially gone from Charm City to SUPLEX CITY!

They nod at each other's toughness, and just when the two men begin sprinting towards each other to continue their war, Hays catches Steve Matthews with a Spear while Alex Rain comes off middle of the top rope with a Springboard Dropkick to Anthony Leonhart. All four men are down on the mat!

Terra Skye: Matthews and Leonhart are both showing their ability to be workhorses in the ring, but the two newcomers aren't going down without a fight!

Boy: CHEEKY SCRUBLORDS!

With both of their opponents momentarily dazed, Hays and Rain ascend to the top rope! Leonhart and Matthews get up quickly and angrily, not enjoying being blindsided when they were in the middle of their war. Both turn around just in time to see their opponents sailing off the top rope and flying towards them... and both counter with their finishers! In an incredible display that leaves the fans breathless, Steve Matthews catches Hanniel Hayes in mid-air with his "The Perfect Hit" superkick finisher! And across the ring, Anthony Leonhart blasts Alex Rain right out of the air with his "Renzokuken" finisher, a spinning back elbow! Both Rain and Hays look completely out of it as they're both rudely kicked right under the bottom rope to the outside, as Leonhart and Matthews stare each other down once again!

Johnny Vegas: Looks like the two rookies are done for the night!

Terra Skye: I hate to agree with anything you have to say, but yes, I don't see either of the two newcomers getting up again after suffering such huge blows.

Johnny Vegas: They both tried flying through the air with the greatest of ease and they both nearly got their heads taken off! I love it!

Boy: 360 NOSCOPE!

Steve Matthews and Anthony Leonhart lock up in the center of the ring, testing each other's strength. Leonhart ends up winning the encounter, roughly shoving Matthews back so hard that Matthews is sent rolling end-over-end and lands with a hard thud as his back hits a corner of the ring. Leonhart charges in, only for Matthews to use the ropes and turnbuckles for assistance, hauling himself up and getting his feet up just in time to blast Leonhart with both feet right to the face!

Terra Skye: Matthews is showing that, as much as his partner at Chaos 95 wants to say it was his fault they lost in their tag team match - That fact is obviously false.

Johnny Vegas: A loss is a loss, sweetcheeks.

Leonhart turns around, stumbling back and clutching his jaw in anger, as Matthews quickly jumps up and sits on the top turnbuckle! He gets up to a standing position on the second rope, Bret's Rope if you're in the know, and makes his move! He leaps onto Anthony Leonhart's back and shoulders, catching the big man and sending him crashing back down with a Reverse DDT!

Anthony Leonhart finally goes down and stays down! But Matthews isn't done! Sensing the momentum shift in his favor, Matthews runs the ropes and blasts the prone Leonhart with a Lionsault! He goes for the pin!


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NOT THE THREE!

Johnny Vegas: What do you know, a Frenchman that doesn't give up at the first sign of trouble! That's a once-in-a-lifetime event!

Terra Skye: Since we're talking about things that only occur once in a person's lifetime, have I told you lately how very happy it makes me that you're so very much older than me and that one day I'll never have to deal with you ever again?

Johnny Vegas: What, am I too much for you to handle, little lady?

Terra Skye: No, of course not. I just wanted you to know how much I enjoy the thought of you dying before me… Also, never call me ‘little lady’ again.

Boy: TACTICAL NUKE! INCOMING! BOOWOP! BOOWOP! BOOWOP!

The rookies on the outside start showing signs of life, as Rain and Hays struggle to get up onto the apron while Matthews waits for Leonhart to get up. When Leonhart manages to get to a standing position and turn around, Matthews grabs him up and attempts his Royal Flush signature move! But Leonhart lands two short, quick, vicious elbows to the side of Matthews' head, sending him reeling!

Terra Skye: Leonhart is coming back though!

Boy: MOTHERS THREADS ARE GREAT!

Matthews comes back with a clothesline... but Leonhart ducks and catches Matthews! The fans come up out of their seats as Leonhart has Matthews locked in for his "The Lion's M.Y.S.T" finisher! Leonhart mouths off to the fans while holding Matthews... and it costs him everything! When Leonhart hauls up Matthews for the slam part of his finisher, Matthews counters it into a DDT!

Terra Skye: Leonhart couldn't help himself, he just had to let the fans know how much better he is than they are, and Steve Matthews the veteran took the opportunity to send Leonhart skull-first into the mat!

Leonhart does his best to roll with the force of the momentum, and ends up leaning against the ropes. Matthews charges him, pushing Leonhart hard and sending him across the ring with an Irish Whip... but it's reversed! Matthews comes bounding back towards Leonhart, and Steve Matthews is sent flying through the air with a high back body drop that sends him end-over-end in midair!

Leonhart hears a loud thud from behind him, and with his opponent momentarily incapacitated, at least in Leonhart's eyes, Leonhart spots a dazed and hurt Alex Rain struggle to get himself up off the ring apron and back into the ring! Leonhart smiles, assists Rain up, pats him on the chest, gives him a thumbs-up... and then hits him with his Renzokuken finisher!

Terra Skye: Damn!

But Leonhart caught something out of the corner of his eye as he spun around for his spinning back elbow! Leonhart rushes to the middle of the ring to break up Steve Matthews' pinfall on Hanniel Hays!


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THREE!!!!!

He doesn't get there in time! Leonhart doesn't break up the pin and Steve Matthews wins it!



Unbeknownst to Leonhart, who never bothered checking behind him because he was so self-assured that he had dealt with Matthews, Steve Matthews had managed to counter the back body drop! Rather than fight the momentum of the maneuver, Matthews countered by continuing to spin around in mid-air!

Normally one would land on their feet in an impressive display of athletic prowess after such a maneuver, but Steve Matthews isn't normal! Not only did he counter the move in mid-air, he also spotted Hanniel Hays half-in and half-out of the ring, struggling to get through the ropes, his upper body inside the ring!

Matthews didn't land on his feet, his feet came crashing down on Hays' skull with The Last Act! That thud that Leonhart heard that he assumed was Matthews was actually Matthews hitting Hays with his Curbstomp finisher and knocking the rookie out cold! While Leonhart was being a cocky ass by pretending to help his opponent, Matthews was going for the win! And he got it! Kelly makes it official!

Kelly Carmichael: Your winner of the match, THE TECHNICAL MASTER.... STEVE MATTHEWS!!!!!!!

Johnny Vegas: Wow. If Leonhart would have just looked back, he’d of seen that Matthews didn’t go down with that move.

Terra Skye: Definitely a mistake that Leonhart will have to remember for next time.

Boy: GRATITUDE!

Leonhart curses loudly and begins arguing with the fans who are making fun of him for his mistake. Leonhart eyes Matthews coldly, snarls, and charges at him full-force with his arms raised for a clubbing double-ax handle blow! And the fans cheer as Matthews nails Leonhart with his superkick finisher, "The Perfect Hit"! All three of his opponents are down and defeated, and the victorious Steve Matthews nods, smirks, and makes his way out of the ring!

Terra Skye: A hard-hitting encounter ends with Steve Matthews picking up the win! He definitely earned his paycheck tonight. And that's only our first match, legion! We've got plenty of more action to get to tonight!

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We go backstage to see Steve Matthews approaching his locker room after the four way, his expression shows nothing as he opens the door and enters, being greeted by Jessica Green, who looks somewhat troubled and instantly hands him a card.

Jessica Green: Some tosser with an attitude problem barged in here and told me to give you that.

Matthews opens the card which reads “IT WAS YOUR FAULT”. With that Matthews instantly turns around storming back down the corridor looking furious and being followed by Jessica. Knowing Alex Winter is due out for his match, it doesn’t take Steve long to find him and literally barge straight into him causing Alex to take a step back.

Steve Matthews: Who the hell do you think you are barging in my room like a coward when I’m in the ring?

Alex Winter: I’m Alex Winter, deal with it.

Steve Matthews: Meet me in the ring at WAR, then naff off outta my life.

Alex Winter: Not a hope in hell I’m wasting my time on a match with you.

Steve Matthews: For someone with such a big gob you have seriously small bollocks and a seriously long yellow streak.

Alex Winter: Screw you, screw you, and screw you again, you ain't worth my time.

Steve Matthews: Any stipulation you want you spineless bastard…

The mention of any stipulation sparks the interest of Alex Winter, who suddenly has an egotistical smirk appear upon his face. Matthews still however looks like he’s about to blow.

Alex Winter: I now know your weakness, therefore an I Quit match works for me.

Officials had noticed the ongoing drama as Winter spits at Matthews barely missing him as he does. This action literally tips Matthews over the edge leading to him physically swinging for Alex. Officials and Jessica grab the clearly furious Matthews pulling him back and holding him to stop any further physical interaction.

Alex Winter: Ooo… Someone’s mad.

As he says that, Alex backs away even though the clearly furious Matthews is being held back.

Alex Winter: Just so you’re clear, I’m not running away but I have a match to get to.

Now starting to jog away, Alex does look over his shoulder just to make sure Matthews hasn't broken free, he eventually disappears around a corner heading off for his match.

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In the backstage area Sah'ta Thor was standing near the Pay Per View edition of the Wheel of Extreme. He had sent one of the backstage crew to go see if they could find the current Baltimore City Champion Mac Bane. While Thor was waiting for the man to arrive he was trying not to let Greg Ace gut under his skin with his barely audible randomness. With the Baltimore City Championship draped across his right shoulder, Mac Bane makes his way to the wheel. He studies it for a moment and smirks.

Mac Bane: This what you wanted me for? The wheel….that’s cute.

Thor grins seeing Mac and nods towards the wheel.

Sah'ta Thor: Well I did say that I would be using it for all my matches starting this week. This here is the pay per view version of the Wheel of Extreme. A wheel that has only been spun twice before. Seeing as we have a match for the Baltimore City Championship at We Are Relentless, I figured you had the right to spin the wheel to determine what type of match are in.

With that Thor waves his hand in a vague approximation of a Vanna White impersonation. Mac barks a laugh, then walks over to the wheel.

Mac Bane: There are some crazy bastards in Carnage, few are willing to let chance decide their fate.

Mac spins the wheel.

Sah'ta Thor: Well when you are a man facing Death you learn to appreciate the little things you can control and this allows me to laugh at the Grim Reaper.

The wheel spins for about ten seconds before finally coming to a slow stop on the wedge reading Flaming Tables Match. Seeing the result of the spin Thor chuckles as he turns to make with a grin.

Sah'ta Thor: Seems like we are doing some barbequing at We Are Relentless.

Mac folds his arms across his chest and studies the wheel and then, looking at Sah’ta Thor he states.

Mac Bane: Not good enough, the tables should be wrapped in barbed wire or razor wire, your choice.

Thor raises his eyebrow for all of a second before starting to laugh.

Sah'ta Thor: I like your style. Let's go with the barb wire after all the razor wire is more for the end of feuds than what we are doing.

Mac Bane: You only get one opportunity to make a first and lasting impression. I agree to the stipulations.

Sah'ta Thor: I look forward to our Flaming Barb Wire Wrapped Tables match at We Are Relentless. Keep that Baltimore City Championship nice and shiny Mac.

Mac Bane: Oh, I will, and it will be leaving with the same man that brought it to the ring. You may not realize what you just agreed to, it will all become painfully obvious at We Are Relentless.

With that a grinning Thor grabs the wheel and walks off with it back towards the Insidious locker room. As he walks off the scene shifts back to ringside.

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Terra Skye: Well, looks like we're getting Steve Matthews vs. Alex Winter at WAR. Maybe finally these two can get past their issues.

Johnny Vegas: Well, One of them is gonna quit, and one of them is gonna hold that over the others head for the rest of their lives - So no, probably not.

Terra Skye: Okay, so that's probably true. And it looks like we've found out that Mac Bane is going to be defending his Baltimore City Championship in a Flaming Barbed Wire tables match at WAR. WAR is certainly shaping up to be a painful show.

Johnny Vegas: It IS WAR after all.

Boy: BY THE WAY!

Terra Skye:Looks like we're ready to see Alex Winter in action now, against the number one contender for the Ultraviolent Championship, Eli Goode.

Johnny Vegas:ELI!!!!



Alex and Eli immediately set about circling one another. Alex fakes Eli out with a dive to the legs which causes Eli to drop down to meet the move.

Johnny Vegas: YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Terra Skye: Winter faked Eli out, it's not like he--

Boy: SHIT WINDS BLOWIN

Terra Skye: ....

Alex grins at this, and wags his finger before nailing Eli in the face with a stiff kick and running a hand through his hair. Eli holds his jaw but catches himself as he falls over. He pays Alex back by tackling him down and raining fists down onto his head and face

Terra Skye: And Eli is having none of it! I tell you Johnny, Alex Winter is not making ANY friends so far in Carnage

Johnny Vegas: GOOD!

Terra Skye:Wait a second, didn't you like Winter at the last show?

Johnny Vegas:...He's facing Eli. I can't very well go AGAINST Eli, can I? That's my guy right there.

The referee eventually gets Eli off of Alex, who scrambles to his feet using the ropes. Eli goes for a clothesline to take them both to the outside but Alex scouts it and drops down, pulling the top rope with him and letting Eli fall out of the ring over the top rope and to the hard floor that awaits him. The legion cheers for Eli to get up only to be turned right back to boos as ‘The Wild Card’ vaults over the top rope and nails Eli with a crossbody!!

Terra Skye: Winter with the high risk!

Johnny Vegas: GOD DAMNIT!

Boy: WORLD POKER TOUR, LIVE FROM LAS VEGAS!! IT”S SATURDAY NIGHT!!!

Alex picks Eli up and lifts him before charging into the ringpost, bashing his spine into the ringpost. He drops Eli who cries out and immediately favors his back. Alex goes to the crowd and reaches in, ripping a water bottle from a fan and taking a swig then proceeds to douse his face. He walks to Eli and dumps the rest of the bottle on him, then drops the bottle on his head before posturing to the crowd for the boos.

Johnny Vegas: HOW DARE HE!

Terra Skye: It was WATER... In a PLASTIC BOTTLE... Chill the fuck out.

Johnny Vegas: It's called PASSION, Terra... Maybe you should try it sometime.

Alex pulls Eli up again, and goes to whip the Number One Contender for the Carnage Ultraviolent title into the ring steps but Eli reverses and sends Alex toward the steps. Alex reaches out and catches himself on the corner post, stopping short of the ropes. He goes to let out a loud laugh but Eli rushes in and nails Alex with a bulldog, bashing his face into the ring steps!

Terra Skye: And that’s why he’s in line for a shot at the Ultraviolent title!!

Johnny Vegas: YEAH!

Boy:SEVENTY FIVE FIFTY FIVES!!!

Terra Skye:Okay, what?

Eli rolls in and breaks the count, then goes to Alex and jumps on him, raining down shots once again before he pulls Alex up and nails snap suplex on the outside. Alex cries out and arches his back in pain. Eli pulls him up and rolls him into the ring, going to follow him he hops on him and hooks the leg!!

Terra Skye: Eli goin for the win!!


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Alex kicks out at two, sitting up to hold his aching head and scooting away from Eli who argues with the ref about the speed of the count. Alex pulls himself up on the ropes, and charges Eli nailing him with a shining Wizard while he’s still knelt and arguing. He springs up, running to the ropes and springing off them with a lionsault! He hooks Eli’s leg, going for the pin himself!

Johnny Vegas: You better NOT!


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Eli kicks out and Alex responds by getting Eli in a headlock and raining closed fists down on his head. He stops punching Eli at the ref’s four count then gets to his knees and grabs Eli by the side of the head and starts bashing his skull into the mat in anger and frustration. He pulls Eli up and nails him with Solitude awaits! But Eli rolls through after impact and to the outside. Alex punches the mat in frustration.

Johnny Vegas: Get UP Eli!!! GET THE FUCK UP!

Terra Skye: Eli and Winter are putting on a great match, I gotta say. I don't have a clue who's gonna end up victorious after all this.

Johnny Vegas: GAH!!!

Alex goes to the outside and pulls Eli up. Eli responds by elbowing Alex in the midsection. Alex responds with a clubbing blow to his back but Eli throws more elbows, getting vertical and the two of them start trading shots until Eli shoves Alex away, turns around and hits him with a pele kick! He himself goes down to catch his breath..

Terra Skye: Winter with a real impressive showing against one of Carnage’s top stars here tonight. Who is going to come away with this victory?

Eli gets to his feet, rolling under the bottom rope to break up the count before going and grabbing Alex to slide him into the ring. Eli follows him and pays Alex the courtesy of a kick in the head. He gets Alex to his feet, and lifts him into a fireman’s carry before nailing him with The Goode Bye! He rolls him over and covers him, hooking both legs

Johnny Vegas: GOODE BYE! IT’S OVER!

Boy: SHIVA!

Terra Skye:Will this be enough?!


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THREE!!!

Kelly Carmichael: Here is your winner...Ellliiii Goooode!!!

Terra Skye: It was! Eli got the win, but just barely! Winter gave him one hell of a fight here tonight.

Johnny Vegas: God damn. Stop putting me through shit like this.

Terra Skye: Oh yes, because it's all about you. Winter with another tough loss, but the wins will come - For someone as talented as him, it's just a matter of time.

Johnny Vegas: Agreed.

Terra Skye:Let's take another break as we get ready for the next match here tonight!

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Having just finished his match, “The Wild Card” Alex Winter was walking backstage. He grabbed a bottle of water from the table and continued walking along the hall backstage. Unscrewing the cap of the bottle, Alex gulped down some water before pouring the rest over his head. Alex then throws the bottle like a basketball into the bin, smirking when he does.

Alex Winter: "Three points to The Wild Card.” 

Alex was rather smug with himself. It’s then that Alex looks up and sees that Sah’ta Thor is standing there witnessing the whole thing. Alex just looks at Thor who doesn’t really show much emotion as Alex just gives him an egotistical smirk.

Sah'ta Thor: "Good match out there."

Thor speaks calmly as he looks Alex over thoughtfully. 

Alex Winter: "Thanks bro. You haven't seen Steve Matthews about have you?"

Looking around, Alex was making sure he wasn't close by. 

Sah'ta Thor: "I haven't seen him."

Alex Winter: "Good. He tried to attack me for no reason earlier. The man is a nut job. He was the reason for my first loss in Carnage.

Sah'ta Thor: "Ahh I saw that match and I have to agree with you there. I am sure you will get a chance to settle the matter soon enough.."

Glad that someone agrees with him, Alex grins from ear to ear. 

Alex Winter: "Don't worry. After WAR, Matthews won't be a problem. I know his weakness and I'll exploit."

Sah'ta Thor: "That is always a good thing to know."

Alex Winter: "Anyway, I better get sorted. Go kick Levi's ass and we'll catch up for a drink after the show. Party on dude."

Thor nods at the words as he chuckles slightly.

Sah'ta Thor: "That's the plan and see you after the show."

With that said, Alex and Thor shake hands. Alex is still making sure Steve Matthews isn't around, and he heads off in the opposite direction of Thor. 

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Kyra Johnson sits alone in an undisclosed locker room with the UltraViolent Championship by her side. A few moments pass and the door opens with Eli Goode walking in, sweat rolling down his face having just finished his match a few moments ago. Eli looks at Kyra with surprise. He scoffs and walks over to his bag and grabs a towel. He wipes his face off and looks over at Kyra.

Eli Goode: What? After I finally have a match, you’ve decided to have a one-on-one conversation with me?

Kyra Johnson: That depends… Are you done thinking we’re friends?

Eli chuckles to himself. He shakes his head.

Eli Goode: Nope.

Kyra Johnson: Then I guess we don’t have anything to discuss.

She grabs her title and starts to walk out. Eli walks to stop her from leaving. She rolls her eyes and backs up.

Eli Goode: Kyra, c’mon, you and I both know that this is an act you’re putting on because of what Jack did.

Kyra scoffs.

Kyra Johnson: Oh, it’s just an act, huh? That’s cute though, you still think everything revolves around the almighty Jack Michaels. Get with the program, Eli - Everyone’s moved on. Amber, me - and everyone else has moved on with their fucking lives.. Except you. You’re the only one still holding on by a thread.

Eli Goode: I’m not, Kyra… I’m just trying to find out why you were so quick to think of me as your enemy.

Kyra shrugs and moves the UltraViolent Championship so that it’s between she and Eli. Eli looks down at it. The title shimmers against the lights on the ceiling.

Kyra Johnson: There’s no grand conspiracy, no deeper meaning, and no one controlling me but me… You want this, and I’m here to keep it out of your hands. It’s that simple, really.

Eli Goode: Then why were you waiting on me in here? Were you just going to tell me everything you just said?

Kyra smirks. She moves in closer to Eli.

Kyra Johnson: Nah, I was gonna make an example of you. I mean you’ve been going on for weeks now, acting like you’re gonna save me from myself - or Ken Davison for that matter. But I don’t need saving. I don’t need your little hero act. I’m not some damsel in distress… I’m the God damned Ultraviolent Champion and I’m tired of your disrespect.

She backs away from him. She places the title on her shoulder.

Kyra Johnson: So, I’m gonna break you, Eli. Now, get out of my way.

Eli sighs and steps aside. She walks past him and grabs the handle to the door. She opens it and starts to walk out. Before she is gone, Eli speaks up one final time.

Eli Goode: You know, if that title truly brings you so much happiness, if it is truly the thing that can “save” you, I’ll lay down in our match. I’ll let you win. So long as you’re happy, I’ll be content with my life.

She sighs and turns around.

Kyra Johnson: Oh stop it with the martyr complex already. You wanna make me happy? Be a man for once in your life - Fucking fight me like this belt deserves.

She turns away from him and walks out of the locker room. Eli stands there and sighs. He turns back to his bag and starts to wipe the sweat off his body.

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Johnny Vegas: Winter and Thor are getting awfully friendly.

Terra Skye: Who knows what's going on... But it can't be anything good, that's for sure.

Johnny Vegas: Oh, and sidenote, FUCK Kyra. FUCK HER.

Terra Skye: Oh Lord.. So you're firmly off the Kyra bandwagon now, huh?

Johnny Vegas: She broke it off with Jack AND she's siding with Ken Davison and SPITTING in the face of everything that Paragon was... IS... WHATEVER. She can go straight to HELL!

Terra Skye: Well okay then. Don't even take into account the shit that she's been through that's lead to this... change in her personality. That's cool. Anyway, Looks like we got another crowded mat for this next matchup!

Johnny Vegas: Are we just tryin’a put as much fresh meat through the grinder at once as we can? I don’t know any of these boneheads.

Terra Skye: Harry’s in this match, Johnny.

Johnny Vegas: Harry who?

Terra Skye: Sigh. Anyway, moving on.

Kelly Carmichael: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a triple-threat match! Introducing first: standing at 5'11'' and weighing 202 lbs., he is the pride of Edinburgh, Scotland... Harry Hampton!

The Carnagetron statics as the lights dim down, and suddenly a countdown is shown.

5...
4...
3...
2..
1..

Hampton: Hae a guid day!

After Hampton's voice booms through the arena, the lights cut off and "The Final Countdown" plays. A single spotlight hits the stage as Harry Hampton stands in it, his back to the audience, wearing a leather jacket with the name Hampton on the back, an image of a lock hanging from the 'O'. He turns around holding his arms wide with thumbs up then, then he turns them down as fireworks go off behind him. He makes his way down the ring high fiving fans, taking off his shades, and putting them on one of the fans. He slides under the ring getting on his knees and extends his arms again as fans throw mini Scottish Flags into the ring.

Terra Skye: It’s the final countdown!!!

Johnny Vegas: What a mess. And a waste of paper. You're marrying that piece of shit, you know?

Kelly Carmichael: His first opponent: Weighing in at 193 pounds, from White Marsh, Maryland… introducing Dominick Strife!

The first rocking riffs of the well-known “Shoot to Thrill” fill the arena as Dominick Strife makes his entrance; he spreads his arms as he makes his way down toward the ring, the safely-spaced crowd’s cheers egging him on. White beam lights flash to the beat of the music alongside the walkway.

Terra Skye: Dominick Strife is only 21 years old, making him one of our youngest on the roster! From what I hear he’s done well for himself on the indie circuits, but this is his first match signed to Carnage.

Boy: THE ADVENT OF A CHILD!!

Johnny Vegas: I don’t like him. He’s got a punchable face.

Harry Hampton leans over the top rope with a smirk, giving Dominick a chipper wave of welcome. Dominick straightens up and waves back, turning his attention forward and away from the crowd--

Terra Skye: Whoa, look out!!

Suddenly, barreling down the walkway toward Dominick, it’s Aaron Kincade! Before Harry can shout a warning or Dominick can turn around, Kincade catches up just in time to grab the younger man’s forearm! He pulls hard and whips the newcomer in the jaw with a vicious ripcord elbow!

Boy: SPECIAL DELIVERY!

Johnny Vegas: Holy shit that’s Aaron Kincade! The Assault Rifle! He didn’t even wait for an entrance!

The music cuts abruptly, overridden by "Empire" by Hollywood Undead. Strife stumbles backward into the side of the ring, bumping into the apron and catching himself on it before he hits the ground. Kincade doesn’t let him rest, rushing him again at ringside, shooting kicks into his torso trying to bring him down to the ground!

Terra Skye: Aaron Kincade is a true-born bully!

Johnny Vegas: Smart guy, that’s what! Get rid of the new guy so you can focus on taking down the one with a reputation--

The crowd cries out in surprise as Harry Hampton bounces himself off the opposite ropes and comes flying at Kincade in a freight-train suicide dive off the edge of the ring! The pair hits the ground with a painful thump, Kincade’s back taking the brunt of the unforgiving floor. Dominick takes the window of opportunity to get himself into the ring, rolling up and shaking off the shock of the ambush.

Terra Skye: Smart move by Strife, getting out of the way and getting his bearings about him after being blindsided since the match hasn't officially started yet anyway.

Johnny Vegas: Fuck that kid.

Hampton doesn’t waste any time, grabbing Kincade by the head as he gets up, dragging him toward the apron. Kincade rolls up onto the mat as Hampton vaults himself back up to join the pair, and the music stops as the bell finally rings!

Terra Skye: Here we go!



Strife takes the initiative, rushing Kincade with every intention of paying him back for the sucker punch. His chop meets Kincade’s chest with an audible smack, but it only staggers the bigger man, who retaliates with jabs and blows targeting Strife’s jaw and ears. He knocks him back enough to throw a spinning backfist, sending Strife reeling back with stars in his eyes!

Hampton takes advantage of it--he bolts forward toward Strife’s unguarded back, grabbing him and throwing him back over his head in a german suplex with an impressive show of force!

Johnny Vegas: I’ll hand it to the cocky bastard--he can lift!

Terra Skye: Did you... Just give Harry a compliment?

Johnny Vegas: Forget I said anything.

With Strife behind him rolling onto his side with the wind knocked out of him, Hampton focuses on the target in front of him; Smirking, he extends a hand, goading Kincade with a “come here” flick of his fingers. He can barely be heard uttering an incomprehensibly plaid-coated taunt; on the TV screen the caption [inaudible scottish gibberish] subtitles him in yellow.

Boy: SCOTTY IS BEST!

Kincade, not about to back down from a direct challenge, meets the taunt with an angry shout and a roundhouse kick out of nowhere! As Hampton staggers back he follows up the move by bouncing off the ropes for momentum, leading beautifully into his signature Dreamkiller! Hampton hits the mat with a grunt and Kincade bolts forward, throwing his weight over him with a leg up in an attempted pin!


ONE-- NO!!!

Hampton kicks out halfway through Two, but instead of getting to his feet, he grapples Kincade, winding him with a sharp knee to the gut before twisting him in a gator roll! Kincade struggles to regain control, but the submission specialist twists him down roughly into an armbar!

Terra Skye: See? Told you!

Johnny Vegas: Kincade looks like he’s about to scream--that shit hurts!

Refusing to submit, Kincade struggles toward the rope, reaching out for it, but his hand is shaking; he’s inches from the rope when--

Boy: REDELIVERY ATTEMPT!

Strife is back on his feet, just long enough to throw a full-bodied dropkick into Hampton’s ribs, sending him rolling off of Kincade and breaking the submission hold! Kincade hastily rolls off and retreats to the floor, grimacing and clutching his shoulder.

Wincing, Strife gets to his feet, wheeling to face his opponent--just in time to meet the wrong end of Hampton’s heavy chest slap, the wet smack audible through the whole damn arena.

"AY!!"

Staggering back, Strife receives a followup uppercut for his trouble. And another. And another!

"AY! AY! AY!"

Stunned, Strife barely manages to catch the fourth uppercut, attempting to throw a forearm shiver past it! But Hampton isn’t having it, taking advantage of Strife’s forward motion to twist him around in a half-nelson, dropping him mercilessly to the mat with a neckbreaker!

Terra Skye: Way to go, babe!

Johnny Vegas: Where the hell is Kincade? Get off the fuckin’ floor!

Dominick groans, his back arching off the mat, fingers curling against the pain lancing through his spine; he can’t muster the energy to get to his feet right away. Sensing an opportunity, Hampton grins and makes for the nearby turnbuckles, climbing up to the top rope. He begins to walk along the top like a circus performer, making it look easy as he approaches the center near his downed rookie opponent.

Terra Skye: Here it comes! The Terrasault!

Johnny Vegas: Don’t make me puke, this is good liquor.

With a cheeky grin, Hampton waves at Terra at the commentator’s table, blowing her a kiss and a wink; he shifts on the rope and springs off into a moonsault! Just as he leaves the rope, Strife seems to snap back to his senses, inhaling sharply as he rolls out of the way toward the middle of the mat!! Hampton’s belly hits nothing but empty mat with a crashing THUD and a grimace of agony!

Johnny Vegas: Nobody home!

Boy: LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE BEEP!

Kincade moves fast, climbing to his feet on the other side of the ring floor, he clearly sees he doesn’t have much time. With a burst of energy, he launches himself towards Harry Hampton just as the Scot is pushing himself back up to his feet. Kincade takes Hampton out with a nasty-looking chop block to the previously injured leg! Hampton clutches the knee in agony, but Aaron grabs him and forces him back up to his feet. He pulls the former Tag-Team champion over to the turnbuckles and hoists him up onto the top rope. Kincade is all set up for the Broken Boulevard (Victory Star Drop) but before he can attempt the maneuver, he hears a loud whistle from behind him. Kincade turns around and takes a vicious superkick straight on the jaw!

Johnny Vegas: Where the fuck did that come from?!

Dominick Strife is standing over the downed Kincade, sucking in air and clutching his lower back. With Hampton still straddling the top rope, Strife pushes through the pain as he pulls Hampton down into the tree of woe position, hanging Hampton by his bad leg. Strife then covers Aaron Kincade hooking both legs just out of the reach of Hampton!


ONE!!


TWO!!


THREE!!!!!



Kelly Carmichael: Kelly Carmichael: The winner of the match via pinfall, newcomer and rising talent... Dominick Strife!!

Gasping, Strife rolls onto his back on the mat, staring up at the stage lights with wide eyes through a glaze of sweat.

Johnny Vegas: Well, shit. Maybe the rookie’s not as stupid as he looks.

Terra Skye: That was fast and intense! So much technical edge on that match. Harry’s no pushover and Kincade proved he’s a vicious competitor... I’ll be honest, looking forward to seeing more from this kid! Harry and Kincade shouldn't feel bad, there's always next time!

Johnny Vegas: Riiiight. Just go into a break and shut up.

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Cutting backstage, the camera captures the current Carnage World Champion- ‘The Distorted Angel’ Amber Ryan arriving in the arena with duffel bag strap hanging heavily across her body. She moves somewhat gingerly, a few choice bruises peek out from her cut off ‘Lady Unstable’ t-shirt (cause you know a girls gotta rep her own old school merch) and the cut on her lower lip seemed to be scabbed over and the accompanying swelling dying down.

Moving with a purpose, it's clear the champion is over-tired and likely not in the most patient of moods having just gotten in from Las Vegas following a No DQ match just the day before. That being said, it doesn’t stop the intrepid and ever-ready Belle Silva from approaching with microphone held steadily in hand- Amber catches a glimpse and you can see the moment where she considers turning and walking in the other direction linger and then pass as she sighs knowingly.

Belle Silva: “Amber, would it be possible to get a quick word?”

Amber Ryan: “Just one?”

Sarcasm does little to deter as Amber brushes off her own poor attempt at humour.

Amber Ryan: “I guess that depends on what you want the word to be about… after all, there isn’t ever really a dull moment around here, is there?”

Belle clears her throat slightly as Amber readjusts her bag strap idly.

Belle Silva: “I was hoping you’d be able to elaborate more on what occurred during the match between ‘Godly’ Ken Davison and-”

Amber raises a finger abruptly to Belle’s lips, but doesn’t touch cause… well, pandemic and general polite-ish etiquette. A moment passes in silence as both women contemplate the statement left lingering in the air, Amber’s steely glare softening into more amusement.

Amber Ryan: “Hold up. You wanted a word right?”

Belle nods although quite obviously unsure of the reason for clarification. Amber however leans in slightly as though preparing to say something momentous.

Amber Ryan: “... No.”

Without the usual flair- Amber disappears further down the corridor in startling silence, only the sound of her odd converse sneakers padding across the concrete floor fills the air at least for now. Belle glances around nervously as the expectation of something to explain the abruptness is dampened by the lack of… well, anything from the usually venomous and opinionated champion.

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Terra Skye: Well, our World Champ is in the house AND she's not fucking around with any questions about Ken Davison.

Johnny Vegas: I don't blame her.. That slimy piece of shriveled old dick meat.

Terra Skye: Oh my God.. Really?

Johnny Vegas: Yeah. Really. Fuck that guy, and fuck Kyra and fuck anyone who thinks that guy doesn't look like a dickhead.. both literally and figuratively.

The opening riff to "Ruina Imperii" by Sabaton echoes through the arena's speaker system as the lights dim. A few seconds pass before an almost demonic looking Sah'ta Thor. He is dressed in a pair of black jeans and a red t-shirt with a golden pattern of the Seven Deadly Sins with the words Sin Incarnate in white. After a moment of standing at the top of the ramp He starts towards the ring with a purposeful stride. Getting to the ring he looks at his foe for the night with a look that promises impending. After a moment he pulls off his shirt revealing his scarred toned muscular upper body. He turns and starts pacing in the ring as he stares down Levi, who was already in the ring.

Johnny Vegas: I can’t believe they booked this. Levi is gonna lose, and die.

Terra Skye: You shouldn’t doubt her Johnny. But Thor is an impressive opponent, renowned the world over.

Johnny Vegas: Which is why she's most likey gonna lose the biggest loss of her life... Death.



Adrienne Levi stares Thor down defiantly as he walks to the middle of the ring. She walks to meet him. The two jaw at one another for a moment before Adrienne hauls off and goes for a haymaker only to have it deftly blocked by Thor. He laughs in the rookie’s face. Adrienne responds by swinging another fist only to have it blocked as well. Adrienne chases Thor around the ring, swinging wildly only to have each hit either blocked or evaded. She eventually goes for a clothesline only to have it ducked and be nailed with a neckbreaker.

Terra Skye: Thor showing impressive quickness and ring savvy.

Thor leisurely gets back to his feet. Adrienne remains on the ground a moment, holding the back of her head. She rolls onto her stomach and pushes herself up to her hands and knees only to have Thor drop a knee on the back of her head. He follows this up by locking her in an arm bar. He wrenches hard around for Adrienne to scream, but it’s a scream of resolve as she manages to roll onto her back and break Thor’s grip.

Terra Skye: Levi breaking Thor’s hold. It’s been an honor to watch her improve week in and week out.

Johnny Vegas: I’ve personally enjoyed watching her lose.

Boy: MAYBE SHES BORN WITH MAYBELINE!

They both scramble to their feet where Adrienne hits Thor with a dropkick. He gets back up quickly only to eat another one. Adrienne runs and bounces off the ropes and as Thor gets vertical, Adrienne hits him with a running DDT. She then locks Thor in a side headlock and begins to rain blows onto the side of his head. Thor pushes to his knees though with Adrienne holding onto the hold. Thor however gets to his feet and widening his base he lifts Adrienne up and nails her with a suplex.

Johnny Vegas: Thor has an answer for everything the rookie is layin on him.

Terra Skye: it’s true, he’s using years of experience but you gotta admire Adrienne’s heart

Johnny Vegas: No I don't.

Thor rolls on top of Adrienne and begins to choke her with both hands. The referee gets to four before Thor releases, holds his hands up and then dives right back in with the choke. He begins bashing Adrienne’s head into the mat but breaks once more at four and stands, pulling Adrienne with him. He lifts her up and nails her with a powerslam. He goes for a pin.

Johnny Vegas: Here we go!


ONE


TWO

Adrienne gets her shoulder up! Thor instantly transitions into another blatant choke, breaking it at four and getting to his feet. He waits for Adrienne to get to her knees and charges in, nailing a running knee into her face. He goes to her and presses a boot on her neck. He presses down as Adrienne grabs his ankle and kicks desperately. Thor removes his boot at four, smirking confidently. He begins yelling at Adrienne to get up! She does slowly, using the ropes. Thor waits and as she stumbles forth, he goes for a roundhouse kick but Adrienne evades and sweeps Thor’s leg out from under him.

Terra Skye: it’s felt like Thor has controlled most of the match but Levi. Won’t. Die.

Johnny Vegas: There’s a shirt.

She runs and bounces off the ropes, nailing him with an elbow drop straight to the chest. She gets to her feet and bounces again, nailing a second elbow. She bounces to her feet practically and then off the ropes. She does a handstand and transitions into a leg drop across Thor’s throat! She rolls on top of him and goes for the pin.

Terra Skye: Impressive athleticism! Levi hooks the leg!


ONE!!


TWO!!

Thor kicks out, instantly sitting up. Adrienne gets to her feet and goes for a shining wizard but Thor evades it. She gets to her feet as Thor is getting up as well, charging in for another attack but Thor ducks her clothesline. She turns around into a roundhouse kick, followed by another! The two of them both fall over. Thor grasping his throat and trying to right his breathing and Adrienne holding the side of her head.

Terra Skye: What a grueling contest, I couldn’t call a winner on this one if I had to!

Thor sits up first, getting to his feet as Adrienne struggles to find her footing. He measures her up and waits for her to throw a punch before ducking it, spinning her around and trying to lock in Heretic’s Curse but Adrienne manages to slip his grasp and rolls Thor up with an inside cradle!!

Terra Skye: Roll up!!

Johnny Vegas: Kick out Thor!!


ONE!!


TWO!!


THREE!!



Adrienne releases the pin and rolls out under the bottom rope. She checks her surroundings as she backs up the ramp to be sure Insidious wouldn’t spring up like Daisies and try to attack her.

Kelly Carmichael: Here is your winner...Adrienne Levi!

Terra Skye: Holy shit! She did it! She beat Sah'ta Thor!

Johnny Vegas: What the fuck did I just witness?!

Boy: MOTHERS WITNESSES ARE GONE!

Terra Skye: You just witnessed someone who you had NO faith in do the unimaginable! Congratulations to you, Adrienne! What a BIG win here tonight heading into WAR!

Johnny Vegas: Well, Mac Bane better watch out because Thor is going to be swinging that hammer even harder now... He doesn't look too happy right now.

Terra Skye: I'm sure he isn't. He controlled a lot of this match, and I guess in his mind Adrienne Levi just embarrassed him, but there's no embarrassment in losing. There's a lot of talent around these parts and everyone has their nights. But let's head into another break before we come back with the next match!

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As the obnoxiously loud 'Pop/Stars vs Megalovania' begins blaring out of the speakers, The Kit-Kat Connection emerge on stage - Marlowe covering his ears, Hotley attempting to jostle his way to the front of the group so everyone can see his neck brace that reads 'Team Captain' while Cortes goes through her normal singles entrance, ignoring those behind her. Tugging at a suspiciously shaped bulge in his leopard print pants, Hotley retrieves the microphone he was evidently storing there.

Zed Hotley: In less than a year in this company, I have shaken up this tag team division - all by myself.

He turns to Marlowe who, with his ears still covered, nods approvingly. They continue down the ramp.

Zed Hotley: I dismantled the Monstimals from within. I broke up Paragon and scared Jack Michaels into retirement. Even injured, I've proven unstoppable. Not only am I an undefeated tag team champion, but so are my two wards - Catalina Cortes and Christopher Marlowe.

Catalina Cortes: Wards?

Zed holds up his hand, he isn't finished. He approaches the ring steps. 

Zed Hotley: The Robin and Batgirl to my Batman -

Christopher Marlowe: Who?

Zed Hotley: As a faction, we are at the very peak of our powers. And so we're grateful for the challenge that Trent Steel and Zephyr Quinn pose at We Are Relentless. But my strategy as a manager is unparalleled, my planning unplannable, my genius...unmatched.

Hotley stumbles while climbing the steps, falling back into the arms of a surprised Catalina Cortes. Arms flailing in panic, Hotley manages to keep hold of the microphone.

Zed Hotley: MEDIC! MEDIC!

A small group of officials approach reluctantly to check on Zed Hotley. Marlowe, to one side, looks concerned while Cortes does not.

Zed Hotley: I could have been killed! I recently suffered a very serious neck injury, a lesser man would have been paralysed! Check me Doctors, I don't want to risk any further damage!

Cortes sets Hotley back down on his feet. Hotley checks himself in astonishment.

Zed Hotley: It's a miracle! It's God's work! It's a testament to my own personal strength and fortitude that I am unharmed!

Christopher Marlowe: Praise be. 

Hotley shoos the officials away. Cortes attempts to pry the microphone from Hotley's hands, but he isn't giving it up.

Catalina Cortes: Are you serious?

Zed Hotley: I was here to announce the stipulation for my tag team title defense at We Are Relentless -but given the circumstances...The Hotley House of Horny Hotties Match will have to wait, perhaps until Ultimate Carnage.

Hands on her hips, Cortes shakes her head.

Zed Hotley: Clearly, the ring is too unsafe to enter, let alone wrestle in. For a man in my condition, it's just indecent to expect me to go anywhere near this deathtrap. That's why we are challenging Trent Steel & Zephyr Quinn to a Falls Count Anywhere match at We Are Relentless. The chaotic, no rules and extreme nature of the match will expose their weaknesses!

Christopher Marlowe: Actually I think the opposite is true.

Fed up, Catalina finally wrenches the microphone from Hotley

Catalina Cortes: Look - 


"So, what's the craziest thing you've done lately?"


The opening of "Crazy Angel" hits as Zephyr Quinn makes her way out onto the stage, the hood of her sweatshirt pulled up an over her face. As the music picks up, she whips the hood off her head and yells out, pumping her fist into the air as the pyros go off behind her.

Catalina Cortes: Cringe. Anyway, since you're here -

Zephyr has a microphone of her own, and she isn't waiting around. 

Zephyr Quinn: No need to continue, the ozone is dying and the world is filled with enough hot air as it is.

Catalina Cortes: Cute. But as I was trying to say before you RUDELY interrupted me -

Zephyr Quinn: Someone had to do it. Sorry not sorry?

Catalina Cortes: Ugh. It's fine. Now, last -

Zephyr Quinn: I just thought you let Zed do all of the talking. I thought you were just the eye candy or something.

Catalina scoffs.

Catalina Cortes: Excuse me?

Zed snatches the microphone back from Cortes' hands.

Zed Hotley: Excuse me? I'M the eye candy!

Cortes takes the microphone back while Zephyr watches on with thinly veiled amusement.

Catalina Cortes: Look, Z-Lister, at Chaos 95 I beat your partner. And a little while ago, you sort of beat mine. So how about you and me, the Chaos after We Are Relentless, and we find out who the Alpha Partner among Alpha Partners really is? Zephyr Quinn? Or...

'Catalina Cortes' begins flashing on the tron behind ZQ, who sighs as she realises what's happening.

Zephyr Quinn: Fine, I accept that challenge, as well as your ultra awesome plan of a "Falls Count Anywhere" match with yours truly and the man known as a "legend in these parts, Trent Steel. In terms of your challenge for after WAR? You're on. I'd be more than happy to beat that pompous smirk off of that thing you call a face. Just make sure that Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dumbo know to stay out of it. Otherwise? Well, I wouldn't want to paralyze precious over there with a well placed elbow to the spine.

With that, Zephyr tosses her microphone and backs up the way she came, mocking Catalina the entire way, while Zed leans against Marlowe and requests a stretcher to escort him to a hospital.

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Terra Skye: Our tag team champions are something else. And now we know that the tag belts are going to be defended in a falls count anywhere match! WAR is really shaping up to be one hell of a show.

Johnny Vegas: Blood everywhere! I like it.

Terra Skye: Of course you do. I'm interested to see how all these matches are going to pan out, considering everything that's involved.

Boy: WHERE IS MY ORANGE?!



Knox stays crouched in his corner, eyeing Poppy and Mickey. Poppy returns his gaze unfazed by the venom held within, but moves her attention to Mickey who has let out a guttural cry and charged at her. She ducks a wild swing and pops up to nail the madman with a neckbreaker. She kipped up to her feet and turned to Knox, blowing a mocking kiss at the enemy of her stable. He responds with a sneer, and by pulling himself up with the ropes. He motions to Mickey and says “May I?” Poppy motions that Mickey is all his.

Johnny Vegas: What the fuck is this shit?

Knox waits for Mickey to get to his feet. He lets the big man shake the cobwebs before going in and locking up with the monster. He slips out quickly though, locking Mickey in an armbar. He twists until the Butcher of Carnage is doubled over, then releases the hold while nimbly rolling across the monster’s back. As Mickey straightens up, Knox nails him with a kick to the midsection then floors him with a flawless butterfly kick. He turns to Poppy only to be taken down with a superman punch!

Terra Skye: Poppy is obviously a sore loser.

Boy: IN LIFE THERE ARE ONLY WINNERS AND GRAVE DIGGERS!

Poppy follows up her blow with an assault on Knox, mounting him and raining forearms down on his face as Knox tries covering up. Mickey gets to his feet, and with another loud cry filled with rage, he reaches down and snatches Poppy by the hair, yanking her up. He turns her to him, and spits blood in her face before lifting her high over his head in a military press.

Johnny Vegas: Who the hell just spits blood on people?!

Terra Skye: Mickey does, apparently.

Knox sees a golden opportunity, and bounces off the ropes. He nails Mickey with a spear, taking both him, and Poppy down. He gets to his feet quickly, and pulls Mickey up with him. He starts laying into Mickey with knife edge chops but it doesn’t seem to affect The Butcher. Knox takes a step back as Mickey laughs loudly, and goes for a clothesline. Knox ducks under and as Mickey turns around, Knox kicks him in the gut hard enough to double him over and nails a double underhook DDT! He goes for the pin!

Terra Skye: Big DDT! This could be over quickly!

Johnny Vegas: It never is.


ONE..

Poppy dives in, breaking the pin up.

Johnny Vegas: See?

She gets to her feet, still trying to wipe the blood from her face. She pays Mickey a stiff kick to his crazy, crazy head before running and bouncing off the ropes and nails Mickey with a springboard moonsault. She gets up into a stiff thrust kick by Knox. She stumbles into the ropes, but comes back swinging with a roundhouse kick that sends Knox reeling to one knee, catching himself on the middle ropes. Poppy bounces off the ropes and nails Knox with a running dropkick!

Johnny Vegas: HAH! Bird boy gettin it put to him by the member of Insidious acting like Hannah Montana! He’s screwed at We Are Relentless! Him, and Loser girl!

Terra Skye: I’m not even gonna reply to you, Johnny.

Poppy gets to her feet, but is met by Mickey snatching her from behind and lifting her up to nail a sidewalk slam. He gets vertical, and pulls Poppy with him. He lifts her up by the throat in both hands, before bringing her down with a two handed chokeslam! He rests a hand on her stomach to Pin but as the ref drops down, Knox comes flying in with a shining wizard on Mickey!

Terra Skye: Not even a one count! Matt Knox can’t seem to get much going, but if you look at his body language he’s angry tonight.

Johnny Vegas: Probably got hit with some more child support payments.

Terra Skye: Johnny..

Knox is up to his feet instantly, and waits for Mickey to get up. He charges the big man and begins nailing him with strikes to the side of his head. Mickey shoves Knox away with immense strength, causing Knox to fall but he rolls through and charges in again, nailing Mickey with a pump kick that sends him into the ropes. Knox follows up by snatching Mickey’s ankles and tossing him over the top rope.

Terra Skye: Mickey was a late addition to this match, and if you follow us on twitter AT Carnage Wrestlin, no G, you’ll see in one thread that Matt Knox was very outspoken about how personal he takes this fight with Insidious. Maybe he sees Mickey being here as a distraction?

Johnny Vegas: Or, or...he hates clowns?

Knox follows Mickey out as in the ring, Poppy has gotten to her hands and knees and heads to the ropes to start pulling herself up. Knox, seeing this however, turns and pays Poppy a stiff shot to the mouth that sends her back to the mat. He returns his attention to Mickey who is starting to get up. He waits for Mickey to get vertical and readies himself, Mickey charges in but Knox evades the big man and shoves him into the ringpost. Mickey connects with a sickening thud and falls to the ground.

Johnny Vegas: Stupid clown!

Terra Skye: I’m gonna tell him you said that.

Johnny Vegas: I’m gonna lie and blame Boy.

Boy: CLOWS GO HONKHONKDIE!

Knox follows Mickey over, and after paying him an additional kick to the head he lifts the ring steps. The ref starts shouting at him not to but Knox ignores him and proceeds to set the steps on Mickey’s chest. He returns for the other piece of the steps, lifts them and stacks them upon the other steps. He shouts down to Mickey then “Stay out of it!” before turning his attention back to Poppy and sliding into the ring.

Johnny Vegas: Guess you called it, poindexter.

Terra Skye: Well, I AM the best color commentator in Carnage..

Johnny Vegas: Now see here..

Poppy has gotten to her feet and after taking in the situation, she stares Knox down. The two meet in the center of the ring with Poppy staring up at Knox. The fans cheer as the tension builds. Boos cut through though as at the top of the ramp, Aaron Fredrick Hudson and Lu Chen “Kyuubi” Hudson appear. They keep their distance however. Knox turns to the top of the ramp, distracted. Poppy strikes immediately, hitting Knox with a russian legsweep! She rolls into a pin.

Johnny Vegas: Another week, another Knox falling for it!


ONE..


Knox kicks out, and rolls away as Poppy goes to dive on him to continue her attack. He gets to his knees as she gets to her feet. She charges in, going for a Shining Wizard of her own but Knox catches her and stands, going for a powerbomb but Poppy reverses it into a hurricanrana! She reaches back for Knox’s legs.

Terra Skye: Poppy looking very strong right now!

Johnny Vegas: Here comes another win for Insidious!


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Knox kicks out. Poppy goes to yell at the ref, backing him into a corner. Insidious has gotten down to the ring now and with the ref distraction, AFH takes a cheap shot at Knox as he pulls himself up on the ropes, eliciting a chorus of boos from the crowd.

Terra Skye: There it is. There’s the bullshit!

Johnny Vegas: It ain’t bullshit, and it ain’t cheating if you don’t get caught!

At this time, Mickey shoves the ring steps off of himself and gets to his feet. Seeing fresh meat, he is instantly on AFH and locks in the mandible claw!

Johnny Vegas: REF! REF! GET THE CRAZY PERSON!!

In the ring, Poppy moves to help her stablemate on the outside but Knox sweeps her legs and gets to his feet as quickly as he can. Poppy follows suit but halfway up, Knox sends her crashing down with an Axe Kick! He then runs and bounces off the ropes opposite and flies over the top rope, nailing Mickey, AFH and Kyuubi who was trying to break the hold with a suicide dive over the top rope!

Terra Skye: Matt Knox throwing caution to the wind! He has taken out all three of his opponents for We Are Relentless, and Mickey the Butcher!

Johnny Vegas: That’s not gonna get him a three tonight though!

Knox and Mickey both get to their feet on the outside. Mickey yells and goes for a mandible claw on Knox, who ducks and hits Mickey with a roundhouse kick as he turns back around that sends The Butcher back into the ring. Knox then leaps up on the apron. AFH goes to grab his ankles, but is paid with a kick in the face for his efforts. Knox leaps over the top rope just as Poppy has gotten up. She goes to clothesline Knox but he ducks and pulls the top rope down and Poppy goes flying down onto AFH, taking them both out! Meanwhile, The Butcher is back up to his feet, and he spins Matt Knox around and locks in the Mandible claw!

Johnny Vegas: Throat fucker!

Terra Skye: That's not the name of the move Johnny!

Johnny Vegas: But that's what it fucking looks like!

Knox looks like he's fading fast, when he bursts with one last bit of energy to kick The Butcher in the gut! Mickey breaks the hold, and Knox locks in The Mercy on the Butcher instead!

Terra Skye: The Mercy! He’s got it locked in!!

Johnny Vegas: Don’t tap! Don’t Tap!!

The Butcher does the best he can to fight the hold, but Knox wraps his legs around the body of Mickey to stifle any attempt of achieving a rope break. After a few moments, the hold becomes too much to bear, and Mickey taps out!



Kelly Carmichael: Here is your winner, Matthew “The Raven” Knox!!!

Johnny Vegas: Well then...

Terra Skye: Hold up...

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Knox watches as Poppy, AFH and Kyuubi head up the ramp. He goes to the corner and demands a microphone. He snatches it once it’s offered and raises it to his lips

Matt Knox: whoa whoa whoa, Hey. Stick around you three. I might just be able to educate you.


Terra Skye: Knox seems to have something to say

Johnny Vegas: He’s gonna get his ass kicked.

He works to slow his breathing down as the fans cheer. At the top of the ramp, Insidious have halted their exit and turned to face Matt Knox, who is leaning on the top rope staring them down. He lifts the mic back to his lips

Matt Knox: Now...I’ve been pretty mum on why I want a piece of Insidious. I mean, if i’m honest, it started out simple enough. Beat the last guy who beat me. Which was Sah’ta Thor, in a match that I don’t remember because, frankly, I was stoned and drunk out of my mind. Shit happens.


Knox paces the ring, eyes cast at his feet. He reaches a hand up and slicks back his hair, wiping away some of his face paint as he does so

Matt Knox: But then, at Chaos 93, when I come out here to make my introduction and to make my challenge official to him..I’m met by the family I..

He pauses, stopping his pacing and staring at his feet. With a deep breath and a quick exhale, he continues

Matt Knox: I abandoned. It’s true, I own it. I left Astryd, pregnant raising a kid I had adopted. Never bothered to file divorce papers. Spent more than a decade in a big, empty house getting shit faced, selling things to get another hit...I’m lucky to be alive..But I couldn’t kill me. And now, standing here...rambling..

Johnny Vegas: And there he is! He admits it! Insidious are VINDICATED

Terra Skye: SHUT UP JOHNNY

He cracks a smile, before walking to the ropes and motioning to Insidious

Matt Knox: I’m clearer than I’ve ever been, better than ever, and ready to make this as personal as their boss-daddy-leader has made it. You say I’m the one with the problem, Thor? Yeah. I fucking am. I have a huge problem. With you, your whole set up. Then, Now, and Beyond. You brainwash people with your bullshit, bring them into your fold. Not just men, and women. Children. Fucking Children, man

Johnny Vegas: Oh, now he cares about kids..

He pauses, sneering before continuing. His voice getting lower, more dangerous

Matt Knox: My. Children. And them? That’s my fault. I left them there to be brainwashed like they are. Hell, you got my daughters wrestling for the entertainment of god knows who. You got Hope justifying it to me in the back...and bringing her here, bringing them all here that’s...that’s just a picnic right, no mind games there, right? Hey, I got a question man. And I want you all, the legion to really stew on this one. You got So. Many. God. Damn. Kids...why, in the time that I was there, in the time that I was even mailing my children gifts so they’d remember I existed...Why haven’t I met any of their moms? Pretty suspicious, man.

Johnny Vegas: That’s no one’s business!

Terra Skye: He’s unloading a decade of luggage right now Johnny, give the man a break.

The three members of Insidious look absolutely furious at the top of the ramp, but Knox just smiles and wags a finger, before raising a hand and waving the question away.

Matt Knox: But enough of the tin foil. I’ll cut to the quick, and i’m sure Thor, if you’re not receiving some million dollar treatment to get through another match, you’ll be out here soon enough. Ready to sick your dogs on me. So here it is. Empire of Blood, Insidious. It’s what’s wrong with the world. One man who has so much, but clings on to little man syndrome still. Still need to be the biggest, baddest thing in the room. Offering Carnage financial support. You’re full of shit, you’re cruel for the sake of being cruel, and flat out I don’t like you.

Terra Skye: In the plainest words possible, Johnny

Johnny Vegas: He cries about as much as a guy in makeup should

As Matt continues to rant Thor comes from the back and stands at the top of the ramp joining the other three members of Insidious. In his hand is a microphone that he had grabbed on his way from the back.

Terra Skye: Here we go. Face to face two weeks in a row.

Johnny Vegas: and it’s gonna end just the same. Insidious leaving bloody, broken people in the ring.

Sah'ta Thor: Well, well, well. Here you are painting me as the bad guy. The ultimate evil in your world view. Yet, like you said you become a self admitted recluse for the last decade. A decade in which I was still wrestling for most of it. You keep accusing me of things that I had no part in. Or your accusations are about matters you would know full well about if you hadn't fell off the face of the earth. Hell if you actually paid attention some of your accusations were actually answered after Chaos 92 when I did that online interview.

Johnny Vegas: You tell him, future investor and boss!

Thor falls silent for a moment as he waits for Knox to cut in with a retort. Matthew taps the microphone on the top rope a few times. The echo is appropriately obnoxious, before he lifts the mic back to his lips

Matt Knox: I saw your interview. I saw you do what you always do. Control the narrative, talk out the side of your mouth. If i’m honest, I couldn’t get through the whole thing. Turned the stomach sour, you know? But, let me clarify and maybe even...maybe even get a little redundant. You aren’t the ultimate evil to me, Thor. You are a NECESSARY evil. As in NECESSARY that I be the one to bury you. Before whatever else is trying to kill you does

Johnny Vegas: Jesus..that’s fucked

Terra Skye: This is getting dark.

He falls silent, staring up at Thor then. He awaits the retort, tapping the microphone rhythmically upon the top rope as he does so.

Sah'ta Thor: There it is isn't it Matt? You think that everything I do has some major evil purpose behind it. You have it in your head that I am the one who set up that Chaos 93 reunion as a means to play some mind game with you. Tell me something, how would I have known BEFOREHAND that you were going to be there? Even after I have told you several times now that I had nothing to do with it you keep on insisting I set the whole thing up.

Thor falls silent for a moment as he takes a breath while he looks around the arena while he gives Knox a chance to respond. Knox, meanwhile, has taken to pacing the ring again. He stops with his back to Insidious as Thor finishes, he shakes his head, and turns back to them. He steps out of the ring and starts up the ramp at a relaxed pace

Terra Skye: Don’t do it, Matt. There’s four of them

Johnny Vegas: No, fuck that. Run to them!

Matt Knox: Lets say, that was Astryd. All Astryd. Then she’s as garbage as her father for dragging our kids into this publicly. But, that’s a discussion for another time. You might remember, at 93, at the end of that promo...I called for you to come out. Again. And...AGAIN. You didn’t show yourself. And moving PAST Astryd, Past 93, Past all the bullshit…

Sah'ta Thor: "You do realize that I was preparing for my match against Eli Goode.

Matt Knox: SHUT. UP. You don’t get to control this.. I don't give a shit about that match, I don’t give a shit about Eli Goode…

Knox stopped a few feet from the group, planting his feet. He smiles, staring straight at Thor as if Kyuubi, Aaron, and Poppy weren’t there ready to tear him apart.

Matt Knox: What I DO give a shit about...Is the last time we got this close. You were alone. And you looked more confident.

Terra Skye: This isn’t going to end well

Johnny Vegas: For the bird

Matt drops the mic then, and shifts his eyes to each member awaiting any sort of response. The fans began cheering as the tension reached a fever pitch in the Carnage arena. Matt stands still as stone, staring down the group.

Sah'ta Thor: Ahh, the match that you don't remember. Matt, seriously I have every intention of getting into the ring with you again. As I said in response to your initial challenge I want you to be at your best when that match happens. Unlike many in Carnage I know what you can do inside a wrestling ring. I know what you can do when you are on fire and have your head in the game. Or have you forgotten that I was there with you in FWF to see your battles there. You stood toe to toe with the likes of Pain, Don Lepore, and the Darkhorse Jackson. That is the Knox I want to face when we get in the ring.

Knox seems to be taking the words in, eyes averted to his boots. Suddenly he charges forth, going to spear Thor but is cut off by AFH who catches him along with Kyuubi. Knox begins trading blows with the two members, trying to get to Thor.

Terra Skye: Knox going for Thor! But Insidious are there to cut him off

Johnny Vegas: We can start calling these shows “Matt Knox gets beat up 96” and so on

Sah'ta Thor: There it is Knox. I can see and feel just how much you want to get your hands on me. Yet, as you are well enough aware my dance card is full until after We Are Relentless. We will see how things go then and let management decide when we face off.

As Kyuubi and Aaron hold Knox back Thor grins handing his microphone to Poppy. He then pulls back his arm before delivering a punch to Knox's exposed gut. With a savage smile Thor begins to use Knox's torso as a punching bag. After a minute of this Thor stops and then delivers a back fist to the side of Knox's jaw before stepping back. He takes back the microphone to speak again.

Sah'ta Thor: You think I was evil back in FWF and PWE you have no idea what extremes I have had to go to over the last decade. You have only seen the tip of what I am willing to do.

Terra Skye: Jesus Christ, someone needs to stop this

With that Thor drops the microphone and signals to Aaron and Kyuubi. The pair let go of Knox and step back. There is a brief second before Thor runs forward and delivers a running knee to Knox's face. The momentum of the move sends the pair falling back to the ramp where Thor begins to pummel Knox with punches. Meanwhile, the rest of Insidious moves down towards the ring.

Terra Skye: This might be it for Knox! He Picked the fight, but still I’m getting tired of seeing these gang muggings!

Johnny Vegas: I fully endorse them. Kick his ass! You know, I always supported Insidious, Skye.

Suddenly, Adrienne charges down the ramp holding a steel chair. She tosses Kyuubi with the chair and then knocks the chair back in his face with a dropkick. She ducks a clothesline from Poppy and sends her flying with a dropkick, too.

Terra Skye: It’s Levi! Knox’s partner at WAR! She’s not going to let another beating go down here!

Johnny Vegas: No, she’s going to be the victim of another

Aaron swung Levi around by the shoulder, having recovered the chair for his own vile intentions but she rips it away from his hands and tosses it aside. Levi goes toe to toe with Aaron with forearm shots and wild punches.

Johnny Vegas: Someone help him!!

Kyuubi and Poppy go to move in and take Levi out but Mac Bane, The Baltimore City Champion comes storming down from the back and takes the two down with a double clothesline. He lifts Poppy and nails her with a spinebuster. As he gets up, Kyuubi nails him in the back of the head with a leaping dropkick. She gets to her feet quickly and the two also begin to brawl. Poppy takes the moment of reprieve to catch her breath before getting up and making her way toward the ring

In the ring, the ruckus has caused Thor to relent and be distracted long enough for Knox to nail a retaliatory shot to the face that gets Thor off of him. The two get to their feet quickly and Knox goes in and begins trading blows with Thor. Knox ducks under a leaping superman punch by Thor and nails him with a superkick. The fans cheer loudly as Knox moves in to do more damage but Poppy has gotten into the ring and nails Knox in the back of the head.

Terra Skye: Poppy saving her leader from Knox who was starting to get it rolling!

She goes to nail him with “Closing Time” but Knox slides out and hits Poppy with the Downfall! On the outside, Adrienne has been knocked off her feet but is able to retrieve the chair once more and as Aaron lifts her she nails him in the midsection with her forearm, doubling him over. She then sets the chair down in the middle of the ring, using it as an impromptu step to launch herself into Aaron with an abrupt Tornado DDT! The fans are going wild as in the ring, Thor and Poppy both roll out.

Terra Skye: I don’t believe it, Insidious is retreating!

Levi slides into the ring with Knox, chasing after Thor and Poppy and tossing the chair but missing Poppy’s head by an inch as Insidious regroups, helping Kyuubi to her feet. Mac Bane has moved down the ramp and slides into the ring with the other two. The two groups share an intense staredown as the feed cuts to a commercial.

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The cameras cut backstage, showing Jonathan Willis alone in his locker room. Jon appears to be meditating, or perhaps praying. His eyes are closed, his breathing is deep and measured. Jon's eyes open with a determined look, and he nods to himself. He grabs his wrestling bag and begins taking out several different bottles of body/face paint. Jon smiles as he looks down at his paints, like he's seeing an old friend, and he takes his paints to the mirror in his locker room's bathroom.

Jon's ritual of painting his face is interrupted this night, however. A strange sound catches Jon's attention. It sounds like it's coming from the door of his locker room, or at least somewhere nearby. Jon goes over to investigate with only half of his ritual completed. Jon opens the door to his locker room, revealing nothing but an empty hallway. Jon looks around confused before noticing a small manila envelope near his feet, which wasn't there before he went into the bathroom. The sound Jon heard must have been the envelope being pushed under his door and into his room.

Slightly confused, but more than a little curious, Jon opens up the envelope. A small disc falls out of the envelope into Jon's hand. With his confusion growing, Jon pulls an equally-small note from the envelope. The note isn't handwritten, meaning it could have come from just about any computer anywhere in the world. It says, simply, this: "I Know Who You Really Are".

Jon looks at the note with a growing sense of apprehension. He crumples it up and tosses it into a nearby garbage can as he eyes the disc. He places it into his wrestling bag and resumes painting his face as the cameras cut away.

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Johnny Vegas: We’re back and we’re rock hard!

Terra Skye: Just cancel us already. That was the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Besides, we just saw Matt Knox and Sah'ta Thor's feud has hit a new level...

Boy: BONERS OF STEEL!

Johnny Vegas: Boy gets it! We’ve all got boners for Carnage Wrestling.

Terra Skye: And Jonathan Willis recieved something... I don't know what. I don't know what it means. But yeah, the next match...let’s boil it all down--

Boy: ANGRY BONERS!

Kelly Carmichael: The following match is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall! First, the team of Silvio Leon and Lab Rat King!

The screens display a flickering, static-struck screen with the crowned rat logo, bone-white over a black and red spattered background as the first swelling, synthetic hits of "Professional Griefers" begin playing; when the first heavy stomp of bass in the music strikes, the logo shudders and glitches, electricity running through it from left to right like a broken heartbeat. Below the screens the entrance is flooded with rolling fog cast in blood-red light and white strobe lights that match the beat of the song and of the electric shock waves on the screen.

The Lab Rat King stepped out onto the stage, shackled in collar and chains. He was accompanied by half a dozen security guards - nearly as big as he was but in no way as imposing.

However, before this can continue, his partner rushed out from the back. King’s body language changed as he saw Silvio. And through some convincing, he convinced a guard with a broken nose to allow him to escort King down to the ring.

The detail disappeared into the back.

With apprehension, King’s bonds are removed and they both make their way down to the ring as a team.

Terra Skye: That’s the damnedest thing I’ve ever seen.

Johnny Vegas: Bring those damn guards back. It’s only a matter of moments before this nutcase goes for us all.

Kelly Carmichael: And their opponents, Jon Willis and Mitch Heart!

First, Jon walks out from the backstage area as "Rookie" by BoySetsFire begins firing out of the PA system. Jon takes a few moments to bounce lightly on the balls of his feet, then he kneels down, says a few quiet words to himself, and bounces back up. When the main guitar riff kicks in he begins sprinting down to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. He then quickly runs across the ring, jumps onto the top turnbuckle, backflips, and pumps his fist in the air to get a quick crowd reaction. He then goes to his assigned corner and begins warming up lightly, moving around quickly in order to get his blood pumping and his mind ready for his match.

Silvio and LRK quietly confer as all three of them wait for the entrance of possibly the most volatile part of this match.

Finally, The opening guitars of ‘Can’t Trust Anyone’ hit as Mitch Heart appeared in the entryway, the hood of his sleeveless sweatshirt pulled low over his eyes, shoulders tensed and taped fists balled up, the song hitting in earnest as he tosses his head back, hood flying off and revealing sharp, blue-glass eyes and an intense expression.

Cracking his neck, Mitch makes his way down the ramp, eyes laser focused on the ring in front of him. Casting sharp glances around him, Mitch slides into the ring, quickly getting to his feet, ready to fight. Well, ready to fight one man specifically.

Terra Skye: Okay, somehow everyone is in the ring!



Whoever came up with this demented tag match got exactly what they wanted: anything but a traditional tag match. While Silvio and LRK seemed to be on the same page, the behemoth paced back and forth on the apron as he stared a hole through Mitch Heart. And Jon somehow convinced Mitch to stand by on the start of this bout, too. Mitch clutched the tag rope, returning King’s glare with his own.

Jon Willis and Silvio Leon, two of the most high risk wrestlers here in Carnage, started this bout off. Blocking off the impending powder keg explosion, Willis and Leon engaged in a bout of “Can You Top This?” Locking up, Willis transitioned into a side headlock but Leon pushed off. As Jon rebounded on the ropes, Leon took him over with an arm drag. Back up, Willis responded with an arm drag with his own. Full speed ahead, Willis tried to sweep the leg but Leon lept over it. Sil tried to capitalize with a lariat but Willis rolled through and as they came to head once more, they both had the same idea. Stereo dropkicks that missed their intended target. Willis battled Leon into a neutral corner until Leon pushed him away. Leon charged at Jon with a flying forearm and Willis bent over backwards to dodge! Leon missed but he kipped up with ease. The socially distanced crowd showed their approval with a raucous cheer!

Back to the drawing board, Leon reversed a whip into his team’s corner and tagged in the ferocious Lab Rat King as Jon’s back hit the top turnbuckle!

Terra Skye: I don’t know how the hell this is working but all evidence points to Silvio Leon having some calming effect on this monster. I just can’t explain it...

Johnny Vegas: Bribery, darling. Everything has a price.

Terra Skye: Uh huh, sure, old man. Meanwhile, it seems like Mitch and Jon aren’t on the same page. Mitch Heart hasn’t paid one bit of attention to this match. Only has eyes for one man, as he said!

It was go time for LRK and he unleashed a torrent of rage and fury on Willis as perhaps a message to Mitch Heart. However, with Silvio’s encouragement, he followed the rules of the tag match. Willis was no slouch however. When LRK tried to chokeslam Willis like their previous encounter, Willis countered with three sharp elbows to the side King’s neck. The humongous man clutched his neck and howled in agony, dropping to a knee. Willis used that moment to rebound and take this match over. He Shocked the System with a flip over Stunner on the Lab Rat King! Followed up by a quick double foot stomp to King’s chest, he attempted the first pin fall - and got a one count.

Not to be deterred, he went for a springboard crossbody as King stumbled to his feet.

And was caught right into a huge body slam.

Silvio reaches out for the tag … and gets it from Zane King!

And more surprisingly, King allowed Silvio to stand on his broad shoulders and leap off with an elbow drop right into the heart of Willis! The relentless superstar kicks out barely at two but Mitch doesn’t even make the attempt to break up the pinfall.

Silvio and Willis took this back to a traditional match. Resuming outstanding athletic displays, both competitors won the match right there with their signature maneuvers. First, Willis may be getting a bill from Leon’s chiropractor after reversing a suplex attempt into his Bone Breaker double knee backbreaker! However, later on, the bottom rope was the only thing that saved Willis from Leon’s Miskatonic Twist!!

Unfortunately for these two, that match broke down when King tagged himself in. When King tossed Willis through the air to Mitch’s corner, the Detroit Brawler took that as a sign. He tagged himself in and went right at Zane King! Both men came at each other with a flurry of wild fists and strikes!

Terra Skye:Well, it was good while it lasted!

Johnny Vegas: These two jerkoffs deserve each other, Terra. Go take this shit to the prison yard for all I care.

Leon and Willis watched from their respective corners as the two legal combatants spilled out of the ring. King’s cool was long gone when he finally took the worst of Mitch’s punches and broke through with a lunging grab. Lifting up Heart by the straps of his tank top, he looks to toss him into some innocent audience members but Mitch is far from helpless. He reached down and jammed both thumbs into King’s eyes!

Excruciating yowls of pain echo throughout the arena as Mitch dug in, only stopped by a massive backhand fist to the side of the skull.

The official started to count this match out but Silvio took him aside and convinced him to let this play out. The match was however on standby as both Willis and Leon watched their respective partners brawl all around the ring. King asserted his dominance, battering and beating on Mitch Heart with heavy fists and boots - but mixed in, Mitch kept taking well aimed shots, targeted specifically at Zane’s ribcage and knee caps.

With no respect to their whereabouts, the two beasts ended up teetering at the edge of the stage area where a near ten foot drop awaited them in a mass of cables and equipment!

Realizing perhaps the dire circumstances of the situation or perhaps he just had no regard for his own body, in mid beating Mitch jammed another thumb in King’s eye and latched onto him - forcing them both off the stage in a horrific fall!

Sparks fly and the house lights flicker as they disappear into an emphatic thud!

Terra Skye: Goddamn it, boys! Those two nearly just took us off air! You know how expensive that shit is? You think we’re sponsored by Thor’s goofy company!?

Johnny Vegas: Don’t worry, baby, Catalina gave out that guy’s venmo earlier today, it's like free money!

Boy: THANKS THOR FOR THE NEW UNDEROOS!

Terra Skye: Well, fuck, we still have a match going on.

Johnny Vegas: See, I knew that! I was just waiting for you to stop rubbernecking and do your job!

Leon was leaning against the ring ropes, shocked just as much as the audience was, when Willis tried to capitalize by swinging Leon around and dragging him down into a small package! However at the two count, Silvio deftly reversed the momentum and shifted the pinning predicament to his advantage!

The referee counts the one, two, three!



Kelly Carmichael: Here is your winner by pinfall, the team of Lab Rat King and Silvio Leon!

Silvio doesn’t seem too concerned about the events of this encounter as he rolls out of the ring, heading towards the wreckage of equipment. However upon getting there, only the ring crew is present as they try to fix the mass of broken equipment. King and Heart are long gone. Willis however looks downtrodden in the middle of the ring, shaking his head. Dusting himself off, he points to his heart and then to the crowd, promising that the next time will be different.

Terra Skye: Well, Silvio won the match for his team but I’m not sure that even mattered in the end. You can only imagine that Mitch Heart and Zane King are on a collision course for WAR. And whether Silvio gets it now, he’s just won his second tag team match in a row, with different partners. Gotta imagine that officially StarFox has next on those tag straps … or well, whatever Silvio wants!

Johnny Vegas: I don’t care what he wants. What I want is a beer, woman!

Terra Skye: I’ll get you a beer alright and I’m gonna shove the can straight up your ass if you talk to me like that again. While Johnny ponders his poor choices, we’ll see you on the other side of this break!

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“Come With Me” by Puff Daddy ft. Jimmy Page begins playing, but instead of “Godly” Ken Davison entering the arena, he appears on the tron over the entranceway.

”Godly” Ken Davison:: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and of course, Terra, Johnny and Boy, welcome. Terra, so wonderful to see you again. Johnny, shut your pie hole for a few minutes and Boy… G1 to F3, your move.

The camera cuts to Boy who is sitting and looking intently at a chess board. The camera returns to Davison’s feed on the tron.

”Godly” Ken Davison: Now, people have been trying to figure out what exactly I said to Amber Ryan. Truth be told, I’m not going to tell you. You see, we all learn from one another. I still haven’t gotten Kyra’s words out of my head. So, I decided that I was going to do to Amber what Kyra did to me. I could have said anything, and unless Amber spills the beans, only she and I will know.

Boy: E7 to E6

”Godly” Ken Davison: Now, if my timing is correct, Amber should be somewhere in the arena right about now… catering… maybe medical if she got her ass kicked a little too hard at the other show she was on. But, if I were a betting man, I would guess she’s deep in the bowels of Mac Bane’s dressing room… you know, for moral support and all that. E2 to E4.

Terra Skye: Is.. Is he really playing chess with you, Boy?

Johnny Vegas: There ain't no fucking way.

Terra Skye: But, the moves are legitimate. How? How in the hell?

Boy: FRISKY FEASTERVILLE!

Johnny Vegas: Jesus Christ on a cracker... what the hell is wrong with you?!

Boy: H7 to H6.

”Godly” Ken Davison: B1 to C3. Now, Amber, I know you are here somewhere. Come out. Come out, wherever you are.

Boy: G8 to E6.

Just as Boy finishes calling out his move, “Roots” by In This Moment fills the arena signifying the entrance of the Carnage World Champion herself, ‘The Distorted Angel’ Amber Ryan- however unlike most weeks, there is no pulsating lights or special smoke machines etc. Amber herself doesn’t appear at the top of the ramp though, but across the arena in the nosebleed section making her way down a stairway towards the barrier- never taking her eyes off the Tron where Ken Davison eyes her with an amused smile.

Slipping fluidly, albeit a little slower than usual, over the barricade, Amber lazily picks up a microphone along the way although not in a hurry to actually address the ‘Godly’ one it seems. Sliding beneath the bottom rope, she rolls to her feet in the middle of the ring as the music dies down.

Amber Ryan: Ask and you shall recieve- I hope it's everything you ever wanted it to be and- 

Davison raises his finger, interrupting Amber.

”Godly” Ken Davison: Pardon me a moment, dear. D2 to D4.

Amber holds her ground despite the overwhelming urge to absolutely lose her shit.

Amber Ryan:Sure, fine… Play chess. Real intellectual’s game, especially when you’re playing against- no offense Boy- a fucking simpleton.

Boy: E7 to G6. YAHTZEE!

Amber Ryan: I mean you’re also the kinda guy who’d challenge a one legged man to an ass-kicking contest but lets be blunt- you didn’t want me out here just to judge how much of an ass you are cause you demonstrate that perfectly well without my assistance.”

”Godly” Ken Davison: D4 to D5… I’ll have you know that Boy is a FIDE Master. He’s something of a savant. So, here’s what I wanted to propose to you. For all of our back and forth, I want to make sure that there is a definitive winner. I am tired of all the doubt. This pay-per-view is called “War.” Let’s go to war. I pick a match. You pick a match. We let the Carnage faithful pick the last match. Since you’re the champion, I think it’s only appropriate that you pick first.How’s that sound… darl?

Amber smiles coyly, mouthing 'darl' almost questioningly.

Amber Ryan: Never thought you much for ladies first, but I guess neither of us think I'm much of a lady either.
It's real simple for me actually cause it's something I've wanted for the longest time- to see you scream, to see you beg and most importantly… to see you submit and realize that even God himself can't kill a hurricane… Since I've been told I can't fucking wrestle this should be a cake walk- but I want a Submission match. No DQ's, no countouts... no bullshit. Just slap that mat and beg that I might still have some kinda mercy.

As Amber finishes, a member of the crowd jumps the railing and slides into the ring. He jumps into the air and drops Amber with a superman punch to the back of the head. Amber drops like a sack of potatoes as the man turns around, holding a pair of brass knuckles before he removes his mask, revealing himself as “Godly” Ken Davison.

Terra Skye: What the shit?! He's HERE!

”Godly” Ken Davison: SURPRISE!!!

Johnny Vegas: THAT MOTHERFUCKER! I HATE YOU SO MUCH!

Boy: RABBLE!

”Godly” Ken Davison: So, Amber, you want a submission match? That’s fine with me.

Davison throws the brass knuckles down. The camera zooms in the reveal a gash on the back of Amber’s head and her blood on the brass knuckles.

”Godly” Ken Davison: Give me… FIRST BLOOD!!!

Terra Skye: Oh my GOD!

Johnny Vegas: Oh Amber won't even need a third fall, so whatever the third one is gonna be... IT WON'T MATTER!

Terra Skye: I wouldn't be so sure, this is what Ken Davison has wanted all along... and I think he's got Amber right where he wants her. But I guess we'll find out at WAR... And no matter what, this shit is going to be fucking bonkers.

Johnny Vegas: PFFT. FUCK DAVISON!

Terra Skye: I'm getting word that the CW Twitter will be putting up a poll for the Legion to vote on what the final stipulation will be for the World Title match at WAR, so stay tuned and CAST YOUR VOTE!

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"Rebel Yell" by Billy Idol performed by Sershen & Zaritskaya rings out and Belle comes out on stage, her usual flair all but gone as she slumps out to the stage, waves at the crowd and gives a small smile before heading down to the ring. With every step she gains confidence until her smile is plastered on her face. It was going to be tough, but she was going to make it, no matter what. She takes her seat as the music fades and the cameras zero in on her. Just to get them off of her blotchy face as soon as possible, Belle announces her guest.

Belle Silva: Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce to you all my guest for the evening, Carnage legend, Ataxia!

“Dangerous Tonight” by Alice Cooper plays as an all too familiar laugh is heard that sends the most dedicated of The Legion into nostalgic memory. However, just as soon as the music hits, it stops and no one shows up on the stage. Confused, Belle tries again.

Belle Silva: Ladies and gentlemen, Ataxia!

Again, Ataxia’s music starts up, but still, no sign of the Carnage legend on stage.

Terra Skye: Is… Is Ataxia no showing an interview he personally requested?

Johnny Vegas: Can’t trust anyone wearing a mask these days…

Boy: Superheroes are vigilantes!

The crowd begins to boo as Belle starts to panic in the ring. Her panic turns to one of hope as “Crazy Angel” plays and out runs Zephyr Quinn! Zephyr gets up, her hoodie uncharacteristically not present, as she smiles placatingly at Belle. She can hardly believe her eyes, but her shock quickly turns to confusion as a second Zephyr Quinn runs in and starts to attack the first one!

Johnny Vegas: I... I...

He sighs and tries again after a few deep breaths.

Johnny Vegas: What’s going on?

Terra Skye: I honestly have no idea?

They both turn to Boy who shrugs his shoulders, but then points excitedly at the ring. The fans’ boos grow as Mitaxia has made her appearance known, stepping over the two Zephyr’s fighting and heading over to Belle. Her movements are methodical, planned, almost ethereal. She stops right in front of a shaking Belle, who has backed into a corner, unsure what else to do.

Mitaxia: I’ll ask you once and if I don’t like your answer, there WILL be consequences. Where. Is. He?

Her voice is controlled and measured but carries with it a sense of rage. Belle shakes her head, hoping if she hides her eyes, the nightmare will cease.

Belle Silva: I... I don’t know! I have no idea what’s going on!

Belle begins to cry and Mitaxia begins to lose her patience.

Mitaxia: WHERE IS ATAXIA!?

With no sense of control left, Mitaxia’s bellows quiet even the most rambunctious of fans, save for one.

Boy: FLUGELHORN!

Mitaxia’s head whips in his direction, her eyes narrowing.

Mitaxia: Of course he’d be talking to you...

Mitaxia’s attention turns back to a quaking Belle and pulls her into the center of the ring. With no regard for the chorus of boos echoing throughout the arena at this point, Mitaxia lifts Belle up for...

Terra Skye: The Last Laugh!

Johnny Vegas: Nice knowing you Belle… You’re going to need so many chiropractors after tonight… Do our benefits even cover chiropractors?

Terra doesn’t have a chance to sound off on her disgust as Mitaxia’s roar once again cuts through the air. As she brings Belle down, one of the Zephyrs breaks away and rolls underneath Belle, catching her just in time and taking the brunt of the force!

Terra Skye: Woah! What just happened!?

The second Zephyr rises and Mitaxia backs away to her. Zephyr smiles and takes off her wig…

Terra Skye: Not sure how that wig was able to contain that much hair...

Johnny blinks but is too floored by what is going on in the ring. Boy however, gets his word in first.

Boy: Mirror!

Johnny Vegas: That’s what I was going to say you lumux! I have a MUCH better understanding of the English language than your two year old brain can comprehend!

Terra Skye: Well... What were you going to say then?

Johnny Vegas: Only the obvious. It’s the crazy bitch that looks like the other crazy bitch!

Terra only shakes her head as Mitaxia and Su square off across the ring from Zephyr, who stands protectively between them and Belle.

Zephyr Quinn: Please go... I don’t want you to get hurt. Talk later mmkay?

She winks at Belle and smiles encouragingly as she could before turning her attentions back to her two sisters. Belle gets out of the ring as gingerly as possible, but doesn’t go too far, her brain working things out as she went… The gym… A lightbulb goes off in her head as she starts to head up the ramp. She turns just in time to see Zephyr’s manager, Sebastian Steel, sneak into the ring. Silent and forever deadly, Sebastian raises a cane he brought with him and brings it down on top of Su’s head!

Sebastian Steel: How’s THAT for an entrance? I was researching a role and was like, “I wonder if a cane would make a decent weapon or not?” Turns out, yeah, it works to an extent...

Zephyr blinks at him, but leaps at Mitaxia, who tries to go after Sebastian. Steel jumps out of the way in the nick of time, Zephyr beating Mitaxia from getting to him, and pushing her against the ropes! Ref Jeff runs down the ramp, calling for the bell as he slides in, just past Belle who is still watching the going ons in the ring.

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Terra Skye: Well… I guess THAT was an explosive episode of Beyond the Bell?

Johnny Vegas: I don’t really have the words, but at least the match finally started and we can get this over with as soon as possible. This entire family gives me the willies. The sooner this… Implosion of theirs is over... The better off I will personally be.

Boy: Banana boats for all!

Johnny Vegas: LISTEN you stupid Sasquatch, that was one time!

Terra Skye: Guys, maybe you should focus on in the ring?

Zephyr whips Mitaxia off the ropes, sending her crashing over pieces of the set! With a roar, Mitaxia lifts the couch up and tosses it over the top rope, but Zephyr is ready with the stage chair Belle was sitting in! With a roar of her own, she waits for Mitaxia to look at her and swings the chair with all her might, catching Mitaxia in her shoulder and side of her head! Mitaxia stumbles as Zephyr tosses what’s left of the chair to the side. She tries to follow up but Mitaxia rolls out of the ring and out of reach, giving herself time to recover.

Terra Skye: As much as I hate to admit it, Mitaxia came into this ultraviolence match with a gameplan and is executing it to perfection.

Johnny Vegas: Do your homework for once. The person under that mask might appear to be crazy, but she also has a history of being one of the most sadistic in the game. This is her playground and Zephyr just fell right into her trap.

Boy: Shenanigans are under my foot!

He looks proud and Terra smiles as best she can, giving him the thumbs up. Johnny scowls and goes back to his drink as Mitaxia makes it to the steps closest to him. He eyes her cautiously as he takes a sip and breaths a small sigh of relief as Zephyr comes up behind her sister, looking to go on the attack again with a running dropkick! Mitaxia takes the move in the small of her back, propelling forward and into the steps. Zephyr doesn’t notice her hand go under the ring as she advances again. This time, Mitaxia is ready and swings with all of her might with a bag filled with thumbtacks!

Johnny Vegas: That... Can’t be good.

Boy: I get the point!

Terra can only stare wide eyed as the crowd cheers for Zephyr to shake it off. Most of the thumbtacks that made their way out of the bag were embedded in her arm, if not scattered in front of her. Other than that, the arm of her hoodie is torn to shreds, the points of what was in the bag tearing at her flesh and fabric of her clothes. Mitaxia quickly grabs another bag and swings for the fences again, Zephyr only just managing to jump back out of the way. Zephyr pivots and launches herself at Mitaxia, looking for a spear. Mitaxia is ready though and brings the bag of thumbtacks right down onto Zephyr’s back! Zephyr grunts in pain, going down to a knee, and Mitaxia turns, kicking the top of the stairs over to reveal… More bags of thumbtacks. Taking two, she ties them together at the ends and practices swinging a couple times.

Terra Skye: What… What is she doing?

Johnny Vegas: Isn’t it obvious Terra?! She’s a psychotic ninja from hell with friggin’ nunchucks made from thumbtacks!

Boy: A pirate…

Johnny Vegas: NO! I will NOT be drawn into that argument again!

Mitaxia spins her handmade nunchaku around a few times before bringing one side down with all her might toward Zephyr! At the last second, Zephyr rolls under the ring leaving Mitaxia to curse to herself. She bends down to lift up the apron and is only greeted with Zephyr’s fist, wrapped hastily in barbed wire coming into contact with Mitaxia’s face!

Johnny Vegas: I find it suspicious that all of these random dangerous objects have been conveniently placed so that the spikey haired one always has some way to defend herself.

Terra Skye: It’s an ultraviolent match… I can’t count how many times we’ve watched them put this stuff under the ring.

Mitaxia reels backward, covering her face and yelling in pain. Zephyr gets out from under the ring looking to follow up but is quickly stopped by a hand on her shoulder spinning her around! Su swings with a spiked brass knuckle, her other hand in a boxing glove covered in what looks like shattered glass. Zephyr steps back, the spike just cutting her above her right eye, instantly drawing blood. Stunned by the unexpected attack, Zephyr stumbles right into Mitaxia’s waiting arms! With zero hesitation Mitaxia tosses Zephyr with a German suplex, landing unceremoniously in a pile of thumbtacks and glass Mitaxia emptied out from one of the bags while Zephyr was distracted by Su! Zephyr yells out in pain and rolls frantically to a clean part of the floor to start wiping away the thumbtacks from the back of her neck as best she can. For her part Mitaxia lays down in her mess and starts to make snow angels, Staring and laughing at Zephyr the entire time.

Terra Skye: Ok, so that’s extra creepy.

Johnny Vegas: With a side of… I don’t know what.

Boy: Pickled mayonnaise!

Johnny Vegas: Sure, let’s go with that.

Su turns toward Zephyr to gloat but quickly falls in a rain of shattered glass! Standing above her is Belle Silva, holding the remnants of a compact aquarium. She tosses the frame away as she glowers down at Su.

Belle Silva: You had no right…

Belle goes under the ring and quickly comes back with two fluorescent tubes.

Belle Silva: You skank whore bitch!

With her own roar, Belle brings the tubes down on top of Su, shattering both bulbs over her body and face.

Belle Silva: You take MY happiness. Your fuckin’ TWIN SISTER’S happiness and decide that you can just… Step on it beneath your heel?!

Belle’s voice has gotten shrill and even Mitaxia has rolled over and stopped making her angels. Zephyr starts to get her bearings again and her face goes white as she sees Su emerge from under the ring, holding a geometric terrarium. A glass ball attached to a chain. Standing up, Su begins to twirl the terrarium around before striking out with it at Belle! The look on Belle’s face turns from triumphant confidence to one of pure terror quickly, as the adrenaline fades and she realizes where she stands. Belle ducks, but the ball still strikes her in the back!

Zephyr Quinn: BELLE!

Zephyr tries to get to Belle, to stop Su from swinging at her, but Mitaxia rolls back over and propels herself right into Zephyr’s gut, knocking the wind out of her! Su smiles as she strikes out with the chain again, wrapping the ball around Belle’s foot and pulling as hard as she can.

Terra Skye: Oh… God…

Johnny Vegas: And that is why you will never see me involved with anyone in this god forsaken hell hole.

Boy: Magnets attract the worst!

Belle falls onto her back as Su grabs a nearby piece of shattered lightbulb and takes a couple practice swings before aiming a slice at the fallen Belle! Belle gets her arms up right away and the cut gets her in the forearm, leaving a bright red gash, already oozing blood.

Su: I came to teach my sister about love and loss, about how family should always come first over everything else. Having my way with you? That is just icing on the cake for what’s in store for my twin.

Su raises the glass to strike again, this one cutting Belle right along the abdomen! On Su’s backswing, Belle aims a kick with all of her might, at Su’s knee! Su goes down and Belle rolls away as best she can, diving under the ring for anything that might help her defend against Su!

Terra Skye: I can hardly believe what we’re watching right now.

Johnny Vegas: Of course you don’t, you can barely put your socks on in the morning. We’re watching two matches, one completely unsanctioned that includes one of our interviewers and someone not even employed by Carnage. This is nothing short of a travesty!

Belle grabs a stained glass kaleidoscope just as Su comes up behind her. With a grunt, Su swings the heavy ball of glass at Belle once again, but this time Belle deflects the shot and sends the ball crashing into the announce table, right where Johnny Vegas is sitting!

Terra Skye: Yikes! Good thing CSJ gave us new, sturdier tables!

Johnny Vegas: I hate you all. I hope a bomb goes off now just so we can all die, you in pain and me laughing at the pain you’re in.

Belle pushes herself up to a standing position, blood coming out of both cuts at this point. Wasting little time, Belle backhands Su across the face with the kaleidoscope! The kid’s toy falls to pieces, some of the sharper ones now embedded in Su’s head as the evil twin falls to the side.

Terra Skye: So I guess that’s settled.

Terra picks pieces of colored glass off her side of the table and looks over at Johnny, his face stark white and his eyes wide.

Johnny Vegas: I saw my balls’ life flash before my eyes… It was…

Terra Skye: Short lived?

Boy: Spaghetti!

Johnny sighs heavily as he puts his head down. While Su and Belle fight on the other side of the ring, Zephyr and Mitaxia square off, each waiting for the other to make a mistake. Mitaxia uses her size advantage to push Zephyr into the corner ring post! Zephyr manages to duck and reverse the momentum, pushing Mitaxia into the post! Without a second to lose, Zephyr dropkicks Mitaxia’s back so she rebounds into the post again! Quickly searching under the ring, Zephyr comes back with a chain and uses it to wrap Mitaxia to the post!

Johnny Vegas: Well, that’s… That’s cheating! That’s not even the point of the match!

Just then, Belle passes by them, being pursued by an incensed Su.

Terra Skye: That’s why! Zephyr is trying to save Belle from Su!

Zephyr runs by and catches up to Su, grabbing her twin by the shoulder and spinning her around! Su slashes and Zephyr is able to get her arm in time to take the brunt of the cut. Zephyr winces slightly and drives her knee right into Su’s gut! Grabbing her by her shoulders, Zephyr spins Su around and right up and over the announce table!

Johnny Vegas: What the fuck?!

Terra Skye: AHHHHH!!!!

There’s no response from Boy as Su hits him in the chest hard and bounces to his lap before falling to the floor. Boy however, is still watching all the action going on “in the ring,” his eyes never leaving the set of “Beyond the Bell.” Zephyr quickly runs over and grabs Su’s arms and with no love lost, lays boot after boot right into Su’s unprotected face! The announce team is silent and Ref Jeff has been able to do nothing on the contrary but watch and hope someone would go for a pin soon. Zephyr doesn’t stop until Belle comes around and touches her on the shoulder. Zephyr jumps and whips around to Belle, adrenaline taking over. She pushes Belle out of the way and quickly goes under the ring before heading back over to Su. With a little help from Belle they pull the unmoving Su up into a sitting position and chaining her to Boy!

Zephyr Quinn: Boy, stay.

Boy nods with authority and crosses his arms, his gaze steadfast on the ring still. Su doesn’t seem to mind though as she is still unmoving. Zephyr moves back from her twin and turns to go back to Mitaxia, only to be greeted by Belle.

Belle Silva: Zephyr, I…

She blushes as Zephyr stares at her quizzically. Zephy smiles coyly through the mask of gore her face has become.

Zephyr Quinn: Not to sound cliche, but I know already. Now please go get safe. Find Sebastian and make sure he isn’t testing any more props on crew people.

Zephyr kisses Belle lightly on the forehead before stepping past her to leave. Belle smiles slowly touching the spot where Zephyr’s lips touched. Suddenly, she’s whipped around as Zephyr comes back to give her a kiss that left her standing on one leg, the kind women dream about and men wish they could use. The crowd gushes along with Terra as Johnny makes gagging noises and Mitaxia roars and pounds her head against the ring post.

Zephyr Quinn: Now please, go be safe. I’ll see you soon.

They share a parting smile before a resolved look overcomes Zephyr and she heads to where she has Mitaxia chained to the ring post.

Terra Skye: How romantic!

Johnny Vegas: How incredibly STUPID! She’s going to regret wasting all of that time!

A prophet for his time, Johnny is proven right as Zephyr rounds the next corner to find Mitaxia gone from the chains! Zephyr spins but not before Mitaxia jumps off the nearest barrier, blasting Zephyr with a Superman Punch! Zephyr stumbles into a ring post, the back of her head smacking the steel. Mitaxia is quick to follow up and grabs Zephyr by the head, slamming it repeatedly against the post!

Johnny Vegas: Told you.

Terra Skye: Shut up. That moment between Belle and Zephyr was magical and somewhere in that cold void of a black hole you call a heart, you agree with me.

Boy: Magic is for the bunnies…

With that Boy starts absently stroking Su’s hair as she continues to be out cold. On the other side of the ring, Mitaxia rolls Zephyr into the ring and quickly throws in a couple of her bags of thumbtacks and broken glass, followed by adding a chair and table into the mix! Completely beside herself, Mitaxia climbs into the ring and rips open both of the bags, dumping the contents all over!

Terra Skye: Suddenly, I don’t want to be anywhere near what’s about to happen.

Johnny Vegas: For once, I agree with you…

They both start moving slightly backward from the ring as Boy starts petting Su a big more aggressively. Mitaxia skips over to where Zephyr is still trying to shake the stars out of her aching head and delivers a vicious soccer kick right to Zephyr’s ribs! Zephyr coughs and goes down, bouncing right back up again after getting stabbed by the various thumbtacks lying around!

Mitaxia: Ah, I see that you’re finally… Getting the point.

With another grunt, Mitaxia drives another boot right into the back of Zephyr’s head! Mitaxia relents and struts around, soaking in the boos from the crowd.

Mitaxia: I hope you enjoy the glass I insisted on being added. It really was cutting edge.

Slowly, Zephyr gets back to all fours and Mitaxia goes right back on the attack, aiming another punt for Zephyr’s head! This time Zephyr catches the boot just in time and stands up, forcing Mitaxia to balance on one leg! With all of her might, Zephyr pushes Mitaxia’s leg up and away as hard as she can, sending Mitaxia down backward!

Terra Skye: Oof… And just like that I bet Mitaxia is regretting dumping all of those bags everywhere.

Johnny Vegas: No wonder you get the “understatement of the year award” EVERY year…

Terra glares daggers at Johnny as Zephyr uses the ropes to get to her feet, her side covered in little points of red. Catching her breath, Zephyr uses the time to set up the table Mitaxia had just put in the ring. As Zephyr makes it to Mitaxia, Zephyr gets rolled up by surprise! Ref Jeff does his best to clear a spot for himself and gingerly gets down to make the count!


ONE!


TW… NO!

Zephyr kicks out, hopping up to her feet and hopping up and down to dislodge what tacks she can! Mitaxia growls at Jeff for not getting there to make the count faster as the official gingerly gets back to his feet and swears to do a better job next time.

Terra Skye: That’s a whole new dimension to getting pinned in this kind of environment. No one really comes out unscathed from this match in the end.

Johnny Vegas: What a STUNNING observation from the brain trust of Carnage Wrestling! Brav-Freaking- Oh.

Terra slaps Johnny on the back of the head. Su just begins to stir and realizes she’s in a precarious position, trying to wiggle free from Boy’s pets! She’s unsuccessful as Mia turns back to Zephyr, still reeling. Mitaxia gets a running start and leaps at Zephyr, looking for a knockout punch! Zephyr is quick though and has slipped on a pair of brass knuckles, no doubt taken from under the ring, and slugs Mitaxia right in the gut! Mitaxia doubles over and Zephyr delivers a knee right to the bridge of Mitaxia’s nose, forcing her to stand up! Mitaxia tries to take an unbalanced swing at Zephyr, who is easily able to duck! Mitaxia swings around and Zephyr grabs her in a bear hug, before lifting Mitaxia up and dropping her on top of the table with a facebuster! The table splinters under Mitaxia as Zephyr once again rolls to the ropes to get some aid in getting to her feet.

Terra Skye: Wow, just like Zephyr taking too much time with Belle came back to haunt her, the table looks to be a part of Mitaxia’s downfall!

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, yeah… Tit for tat and all that.

Boy: Poetry in motion!

Boy goes to pet Su again, but finds that she’s managed to wiggle free from the chains that bound her! She goes to try to help her sister again, but thinks better of it, trying to escape through the crowd. She’s stopped however, as Sebastian Steel reappears!

Sebastian Steel: There are… Several codes of conduct that should always be followed while outside of whatever hovel you call a home.

He backs Su up to Boy’s seat and presses a new cane into Su’s neck, making sure she understands his every word. Boy… Just doesn’t seem to notice.

Sebastian Steel: Codes of conduct that require you to be punished when you disobey its tenets. YOU, dear ol’ Su, have broken SO many things, there are just no conceivable ways for me to be able to pick, just, one punishment that suits you. Not to mention, mother Steel wouldn’t stand for me hitting a girl. So instead I’ll let you off with a warning, stay away and never come back. That’s it! There’s your warning.

Sebastian pushes off of Su as she rubs her throat. She winces slightly as Sebastian turns back around to face Su.

Sebastian Steel: Oh! There’s one more thing, call it a ‘parting gift.’

Sebastian grabs Su and spins her around in time to see Belle come back from no where, grab Johnny’s bottle of liquor and smash it over Su’s head!

Belle Silva: Stay out of our lives, bitch…

She nudges Su with her foot, a look of utter contempt on her face before she glances up at Sebastian.

Belle Silva: Too over the top?

Sebastian shrugs as Su slumps back over into Boy’s clutches.

Sebastian Steel: I don’t think so. You were right about one thing though, this was SO much better than practicing for my role with the crew members! Like, I felt I was really able to get into character with this one…

Belle smiles as she holds her bandaged arm and joins Sebastian at ringside to cheer Zephyr on. Mitaxia stumbles to her knees, out of the wreckage of the table, where Zephyr is waiting for her with the chair. With authority, Zephyr swings the chair with all of her might and brings it down on the back of Mitaxia’s head! Mitaxia goes down hard but Zephyr isn’t done there as she wedges Mitaxia’s arm in the chair and pulls back on her arm while sitting on Mitaxia’s back! Mitaxia screams but doesn’t tap and only pushes Ref Jeff away. She grabs at her mask to fight the pain, ripping it off her head as Zephyr puts her feet down to get more leverage. Mitaxia kicks out, throwing the Mitaxia mask at Zephyr in the hopes that it would be her one weakness. It isn’t as it floats behind Zephyr and Quinn yells out.

Zephyr Quinn: TAP! TAP AND QUIT OR I SWEAR TO GOD MIA I WILL SNAP YOUR ARM IN TWO!

Mia shakes her head, still refusing to tap and Zephyr responds by pulling with all of her might. Finally a massive CRACK can be heard echo throughout the arena as Zephyr finally lets go and Mitaxia yanks her arm in close, yelling out in pain.

Terra Skye: Did… Did Zephyr just break Mitaxia’s arm?

Johnny Vegas: I believe the proper term is popping the shoulder out of place, but yeah… I think… I think I might be sick..

Zephyr runs at Mitaxia, looking to end things but is stopped when Mitaxia quits yelling and pops to her feet, hitting Zephyr with Smile! right on top of the debris from the table! Mitaxia sits up, grabbing her arm as Zephyr writhes in pain and Sebastian and Belle curse Mitaxia out. A cameraman runs up and zooms in on Mitaxia’s face as she speaks in order to pick up all the dialogue, blood flowing freely from her many injuries.

Mitaxia: That’s the thing about all of you “science experiments.” You think you have the market cornered on a high tolerance for pain and believe that it can only be given and taken away. Guess what? Nothing beats the ol’ human spirit! Nothing beats willpower and I assure you Zephyr, nothing will stop me from avenging what was taken from me.

Mitaxia lets out a weak giggle before running into the corner turnbuckle, injured shoulder first!

Terra Skye: WHAT?!

Johnny Vegas: THE…

Boy: QUACK!

Mitaxia laughs as she stands up and rotates her shoulder a couple times, before advancing on Zephyr, still trying to get to her feet. She is stopped though by the sound of a voice.

??: I think we both know it’s not her you’re after…

Mitaxia whips around to find herself staring face to face with… A cameraman! He sets the camera down carefully, before unzipping his one piece crew suit. The man wears a stunning black tuxedo and as he takes the hat off his head, a certain burlap mask is covering his face. The man known as Ataxia doesn’t give Mia a chance to respond as he cracks her in the gut with the camera before dropping down and smacking her in the face!

Terra Skye: The Hi Frand! I didn’t realize how much I missed watching Ataxia work.

Johnny Vegas: You even remember this dude?

Su is still being pet by Boy, who undeteringly stares at the ring. Mia stumbles back but catches herself, changing her momentum and charging at Ataxia. With a laugh all his own, Ataxia parries Mia and delivers a vicious leaping knee to Mia’s face! Blood spurts from Mia’s nose, obviously broken as she takes a deep breath.

Ataxia: So… What’s up honey bunches o’...

Mia Rayne: Don’t. You DON’T get to do this to me. You disappear and reappear as you please… I thought we were meant to be something?!

She loses all control at that point and charges Ataxia again. Again, Ataxia is able to move out of the way and is handed a full length mirror by Sebastian. He holds it up in front of Mia.

Ataxia: Look at the monster you’ve become Mia. You know that it’s time to end this. You’ve gone too far.

Mia stops briefly to look at her reflection, her face a collection of cuts, bruises, and blood, her shoulder hanging limply at her side, her clothes torn to shreds. She sighs but sees Zephyr start to stir. She sneers and turns.

Mia Rayne: It’s time you PAY!

Zephyr runs at Mia, Zephyr quickly grabbing Mia and ripcording her around, hitting a knee to bring Mia to her knees! With a running start Zephyr hits a curb stomp but Mia rolls out of Zephyr’s reach for a pin! She stops in front of Ataxia and stands, coming face to face with him.

Mia Rayne: You… You both abandoned me.

She doesn’t have a chance to finish as Zephyr comes up behind her and delivers an inverted powerslam, right on top of the tacks and glass! Mia stirs, and it takes a second, but she gets back up to all fours. Zephyr gets a running start and at the last moment, Ataxia slides the mirror under Mia! Zephyr delivers a curb stomp and Mia’s head bounces right off of the glass, the last thing seen is her own reflection.


ONE!


Terra Skye: Is this enough to keep Mia down?

TWO!



Johnny Vegas: Of course it is! History will triumph like it always does. Mia has the experience and will be able to kick out of that…

THREE!

Boy: Rabbits are people too!

DING DING DING!!!

The bell sounds and an exhausted, bloodied, Zephyr rolls off of Mia Rayne, barely stirring. Zephyr scoots back into a corner, unsure what to make of the surreal moment. Belle gently touches her arm and Zephyr jumps slightly, but then is quickly joined by Sebastian. Together, Belle and Sebastian help Zephyr from the ring and to the back as Ataxia circles Mia.

Terra Skye: What an exciting end, but it doesn’t look like things in the ring are over!

Johnny Vegas: Go away Ataxia, our roster is filled with freaks as it is. We don’t need their messiah to come back and lead the rats to revolt.

Ataxia gets closer to Mia, keeping just out of arms length and prods her, hard in the side with his shoe. On his third attempt, Mia’s arm snaps out and pushes his foot away!

Terra Skye: Ah! That startled me.

Johnny Vegas: What? Is that bitch some form of zombie bitch or something?

With a grunt, Mia slowly gets to her feet, shaky and putting her hand down on the ring help her to her feet, not caring about the tacks and glass. She doesn’t get far though as Ataxia effortlessly kicks Mia’s arm out from under her as she puts her weight on it! She crashes down and scrambles to get back up to a vertical base. Instead of getting mad and angry though, she instead smiles and the two share a laugh as they begin to circle each other.

Terra Skye: Uhm… What’s happening? Are we getting a dark match?! We’re about to go off the air!

Johnny Vegas: Shhh… That has nothing to do with us and this could get good with both of these fools taking each other out.

Boy: A frand in need….

The two stagger their movements, both getting closer and further apart.

Mia Rayne: I’ve waited so long to get my hands on you again. You had no right…

Ataxia: Yes, you’re right. I’ve watched this entire time Mia and I’m tired of sending you sign after sign. You had every opportunity to seek your own answers and instead you opted to call everyone to you. Look how far that got you…

Mia shakes her head, holding it in both hands.

Mia Rayne: No… NO! Everyone left ME. They LEFT ME… YOU FUCKING ABANDONED ME AND...

Mia is cut off as Ataxia shakes his head slowly and mockingly.

Ataxia: You certainly are confused. I didn’t come here to talk and pace around in a circle with you. I made my appearance here and now to tell you to get your head out of your ass long enough to listen when I say… ‘Get ready.’ I’m here to tell you that round two of our macabre dance comes in two weeks at We Are Relentless!

The crowd murmurs as Mia cocks her head.

Mia Rayne: Two weeks and we tango again? Why the change of heart? You’ve played so hard to get this entire time.

Ataxia: Yes, two weeks. Look at the state of you Mia, you can barely stand. Go get yourself taken care of because one way or the other, we’ll be settling it all. Ataxia versus Mia Rayne part two. This won’t be any normal match though, because we both know we aren’t “normal” by any stretch of the imagination. You picked our last stipulation and now, on my home turf, I challenge you to A Waltz of Monsters at WAR!

The crowd cheers but everything quickly falls silent.

Terra Skye: Uhm… What’s that?

Johnny Vegas: No idea. Sounds horrible though.

Terra Skye: Crap! It looks like we’ve run out of time!

The cameras indicate that there are only seconds before the end of airing…

Ataxia: Oh, well… How unfortunate.

He looks over at Mia whom cracks her neck and takes a step toward him.

Mia Rayne: Why wait two weeks snoogums?

Her laugh rings out as the cameras cut the feed.

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