Post by Kai Morgan on Sept 19, 2022 17:39:32 GMT
It was as soon as the cameras started rolling for Mayhem that the commentary team is cut off with a familiar theme song:
AWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
“Strawberry Shake” begins to play over the PA system. The Liverpool crowd is cheering in excitement but unlike the last few times that Razzles Mars has appeared on Zion television, this time… the ambience just feels different. She steps out from behind the curtain, a noticeable limp in her step. Dressed in a white long-sleeve lace blouse with a light pink tube-style bra underneath, and a matching baby pink knee-length skirt and pink mary janes on her feet. Her pink hair is secured into a low, side ponytail. There’s an attempt at standing up straight and brave, but ultimately she resigns to a slouch with a painful exhale of her breath. Starting to make her way down the ramp without any of the usual pomp and circumstance that she usually has.
Vivian Blake: Making her way to the ring, please welcome: RAZZLES MARS!
Trick Morrison: Oh, for Pete’s sake… what is this sore loser doing out here?
Winter Mae: Sore may be right, but loser is harsh. Razzles Mars had FOUR matches one week ago, and had Katrina Lopez not swung a chair into her spine multiple times, it’s possible to think she may have WON those four matches!
Trick Morrison: Before or after she was scraped off the mat? Katrina did her a favor, ending things early!
Winter Mae: I don’t think you’ll convince anyone but Katrina of that, Trick.
A hand is outstretched, collecting high fives. It’s far from the double arm, usual stretch-until-you-break method of high fives. But, it only adds to the different feeling that this night in Liverpool has. Razzles climbing the stairs to the ring, and bending in. No flouncing, no prancing… anguish written on her face as she favors her back, the bruising of which is seen through her blouse: muted and faded shades of purple, yellow, blue, all from the “great equalizer.” Razzles graciously accepts Vivian’s microphone, and rakes a few wisps of loose, cotton candy-coloured hair from her face while “Strawberry Shake” fades.
Razzles Mars: Hi Liverpool…
HELLO, RAZZLES!
A weak smile is on her face. Laughing a little, before retreating into a corner. Leaning on it some.
Razzles Mars: God, I wish things were different. I wish I could be standin’ tall out here, and have you lot be so proud of me… but, I can’t. Last week, things didn’t exactly go how I wanted ‘em to. I wish I could say it blindsided me. I wish I could say I didn’t expect it. But, when it comes to Katrina Lopez… I suppose if it’s too good to be true, it is, innit?
She frowned, so much so that even the fans joining her in booing the cruel GM couldn’t bring the apples of her cheek upwards.
Razzles Mars: I should have expected she’d take the coward’s way out when I got a little too close to the finish line for her liking. She didn’t expect me to be in the spot I was after defeatin’ the Gemstones, and so she took matters into her own hands. I’m sure you’re all able to tell that… I’m hurt. Inside, outside, all around… I’m hurt, and devastated, and my heart is absolutely shattered into a billion bloody pieces that I’m not cleared to compete tonight… you’ve all seen that I can barely even walk out here to say this to you all. I can’t say how, or when, but Kat’s gonna get hers. I promise that. But, what I can speak of in certainty is what I know to be true now, not whenever that day may come. I know that this empty, bitta’ feeling in my gut couldn’t be left to stand one minute more than I had to let it. And the more I’ve sat on it the last seven days, the more sure I was of what I needed to do.
She pauses. Collecting herself with a visible tremble.
Razzles Mars: Diamond… mate. I know you’re back there. Can you please come out here to the ring? This show is not gonna get on the road til you do.
Razzles warned, easing herself onto the ropes for a seat as the pain in her back from those deep bruises tinged up. Sucking her teeth and watching the ramp with full attention.. All of a sudden without any hesitation that is when “Jem and the Holograms” theme song begins to blast across the speakers. Diamond walks out from behind the curtains wearing a sparkling shirt with gems on it that glows in the dark. She has her jeans on along with a pair of fans. The crowd in England actually start cheering Diamond on. She walks down the aisle as the screaming fans extend their hands out but Diamond doesn’t take them. Instead she walks to the ring and quickly slides inside. She raises a hand in the air and the fans actually cheer. She calls for a microphone and is handed one. She looks at Razzles Mars and smirks as she begins to speak but the crowd actually cheers her on..
DIAMOND!
DIAMOND!
DIAMOND!
Diamond Steele:Bloody hell we definitely are in England. To everyone that is here tonight let me say may her majesty rest in eternal peace. She was amazing and I am honoured that my parents gave me the middle name of Elizabeth after the Queen. God Save Our Queen!
This gains a positive response from the crowd who are behind their country. Diamond nods her head as her attention turns to that of Razzles Mars.
Diamond Steele: However as much as I love this country and still doesn’t change the fact on my feelings towards Razzles Mars who is standing in this ring. I know you have a lot to say Razzles but let me get something clear. I really don’t LIKE you! You have been my biggest rival since day one, and our journey started together on Fusion and it continued to Mayhem. Our careers have been intertwined fighting for the You Tube Championship and now the race to win the Zion Wrestling Championship first has carried us here. I know you really didn’t expect to march your way into Invasion and fight Katrina at my expense. That wasn’t going to happen. I was planning to outwrestle you because I know I am the better wrestler and better submission one at that. However before any of that could get anyway Katrina had to ruin the mood. She had to take a dump on our moment and that is truly truly OUTRAGEOUS!
Diamond shakes her head in disgust as she continues to share her heart.
Diamond Steele: I am Diamond Steele! I am the biggest Jem and the Holograms lover in this entire company. I make amazing music and am a STAR. I am Chuffed to be here on Mayhem so that I can prove that I am better than you Razzles but if Katrina thinks I am going to stand here and be her little assassin that all went to pot. She can bugger off because after the entire ordeal with my arm getting hurt and having to sit out. It has awaken me to some things. I don’t LIKE you Razzles but I can’t help but RESPECT you. I am not saying I fancy you, or that you are tidy but you are very lush and despite your over the top sugary attitude you can wrestle. I don’t want to be a woman who gets by on being HANDED title opportunities or even wins. I want to do shit on my own because I know I am the best wrestler here. When Katrina pulled that stunt I could stand for it and that’s why I walked out. I won’t stand for that nonsense.
A beat followed. Razzles brushing some of her pink hair from her face, hooking it behind her ear. Easing off the ropes only after Diamond lowered her mic.
Razzles Mars: Glad I was seated for that one. How you’re not knackered after all that is a miracle, innit?
She said, closing in on Diamond. It’s not without a painstaking grimace in her expression. Every move hurts. Her body is lit up in pain from those brutal, practically unending chair strikes. Her free hand pushing on the small of her back to assure that she stands up straight.
Razzles Mars: I didn’t ask you to come out here for your opinion of me. I could get that from any of your Twitter tirades where you’re wallowing in insecurities. In case you’re wondering, though? It bears repeating… I don’t hate you. I feel sorry for you. You’ve dangled on Katrina’s puppet strings for SUCH a long time, you’ve been manipulated, and when Katrina had the opportunity to show that she values you as a person? She left you to have your arm snapped. You were a means to an end for her. I may not be fond of you either, but even YOU don’t deserve that.
Razzles frowned.
Razzles Mars: More important though is what I DID ask you to come out here for. I don’t want to keep doin’ this forever with you. And now that you’re startin’ to show a bit o’ spine, I don’t imagine that our best mate Kitty-Kat will have much use for you goin’ forward. That’s how manipulative gashes work.
Mars glared down the camera. It was the clearest message she could deliver to the GM. It’s fleeting though, her attention turning right back to the purple-haired woman before her.
Razzles Mars: I called you out here because I got a proposition for you. You don’t want to be left off Invasion: London. There’s no way you want that. And, last week? I thought gettin’ to stretch Kat’s neck in my hands like I was makin’ a batch of taffy was my last-ditch effort to get to perform in front of our hometown. But… you don’t have any plans for Invasion, last I checked… and I know I certainly don’t. So, what do you say? Mars vs. Steele… ONE LAST TIME!
The fans cheer loudly. As they actually break out into mixed Steele and Mars chants. Diamond brushes her own purple hair behind her as a smile escapes her lips.
Diamond Steele: So you want to fight me in our very hometown of London England?! You want to put on a show for everybody else to watch. Bloody hell this actually sounds amazing doesn’t it?! The lover of everything sweet, sugary, and candy like against the woman who adores Jem and the Holograms, anything shiny and sparkly, among different gems. You know I really am gobsmacked that for the very first time we both want the same exact thing. The fans want it, you want it, and believe it or not I want it as well. I hate, hate, hate giving these people what they want but it’s what I want I have no choice! So Razzles let me be the first to say that you are actually on.
FIGHT FOREVER!
FIGHT FOREVER!
FIGHT FOREVER!
Diamond Steele: I would love to fight forever honestly I definitely would. Even if Razzles is the Pizzaz to my Jem, The Queen Beryl to my Serena, the Katrina Lopez to my Razzles but the reality is I want to put this behind me. I have other things to do. You want a match, you got yourself one. I know the better woman will win which is obviously me, and I am going to make sure it’s ONE on ONE. No Kitty Kat, no Gem Stones just us fighting to be the best. I can promise you that and if anybody gets in the way of that promise I will give you my word that I will put whoever in their place. Somebody would be a picnic short of a sandwich if they try to piss me off.
Diamond actually looks at Razzles and extends a hand out to her. Razzles looks at the hand extended to her as if it’s the most foreign thing on this planet. Raising an eyebrow. Diamond has given her no reason to trust her, after all, and she had believed that the bout between herself and the Gemstones would be on the level, until Katrina got involved at the last possible moment. Examining it with her big green eyes for a little longer than ideal, before closing her hand in Diamond’s, giving it a shake. The fans roar in applause as the Invasion match is finally sealed, entering their dueling chants.
RAZZLES!
DIAMOND!
RAZZLES!
DIAMOND!
Razzles Mars: I’ll be cleared by then. But even if I wasn’t… you wouldn’t get anything less than my best. I assure you. I’ll see you in London, Diamond… and for what it’s worth? For all your comparisons? I see you more as a Mistress-9 type. Wicked… but there’s somethin’ good in you that’s waitin’ to be reborn.
Razzles said, taking her hand back and politely handing her mic back to Viv. Thanking her with a gracious smile and backing up to the ropes, easing out of the ring, favoring her sore back. Rolling to the floor and on her feet, backing up the ramp.
The camera finds itself looking up at a mountain, Mt. Iwafune in Tochigi, Japan to be precise. The site of many “legendary battles.” The camera is looking up at just the right time to see the sun coming up over the top of the mountain, bathing the area in a clear and bright light.
And from behind the camera a voice calls out, breaking the silence of this peaceful scene.
““The Heavens call out!””
The camera pans around to a rising a few feet above the ground where the camera is, catching sight of a figure standing at the edge of it. Their back is turned to the camera, a rose embroidered on the back of their jean jacket. The voice, a woman’s, dripping with confidence and determination, continues.
““The Earth calls out. The people call out. They call on me to defeat evil!””
The camera starts to zoom in, letting the figure take up more and more of the frame as they extend their arms out.
“Zion Wrestling, “I am a Hero of Justice…””
The figure spins around suddenly, revealing a young Japanese woman, a grin on her face that does not quite match the tone and borrowed words she was just using as both black leather glove clad hands come up to point at herself as she shouts to the skies her name.
“SAEGUSAAAAAAA, NAO!”
The camera zooms out just a bit to take her in more, finding her jacket and jeans to have more of the same rose embroidered, and a yellow shirt with a large black S on the center, completing the cosplay of a classic hero. She suddenly stands to attention and bows to the camera. When she comes back up that grin remains strong.
“Nice to meet you! I’m Zion’s latest hire, BRKTHRU’s first and soon to be greatest Hero, Na-wait I already just said my name huh.”
She lets out a chuckle and stretches her arms up over her head.
“Sorry, sorry! I get excited easily. Let’s see, what else is there…I’m 22! And I debuted in 2019, so I’ve been wrestling for three years now. Ah, it seems so much longer…I wrestled my entire career in Japan for a company called Yugen which is now sadly ending, and in looking for new horizons I found Zion! Now, I’m sure you ask yourself, what do I seek in coming across the ocean! Well well well, that answer is so simple my new friends!”
She extends a hand out towards the camera, reaching out to whoever was watching.
“I want to be your Hero!”
While perhaps a strange statement it certainly seems to be one Nao cares about, her voice only growing more passionate as she goes on.
“I want to be someone you can look up to! Someone who won’t let you down, who will always be there to reach a hand out. Someone who, when times are dark and all hope seems lost, you know will be able to stand and fight, until her last breath, to save everything! That even if there is no one else, I will still be there to fight for Justice!”
She seems to become aware of her own passion and lets out a little laugh, her hand falling back to her side.
“Of course, those are just words. And the words of a Hero mean nothing if they’re not backed up by action. Only by action can you all come to trust in me. And tonight, in my Zion debut, I have the chance to take that first action towards that goal!”
A pause, as one hand comes up to scratch at the back of her head.
“Kind of a bigger first step than I thought there’d be…”
But she recovers and points a finger towards the camera.
“Zion Wrestling National Champion…Théa Erzili.”
“I won’t lie, this really wasn’t what I expected for my first night! Representing my newborn brand, facing a champion for her title, I don’t think I’d have thought this was what was coming if you gave me a hundred guesses! But a Hero can’t be shaken for too long, so I must focus on what’s ahead, even if it’s a massive task! And you are, you are! The world itself seems to bend to your desires! You’ve now had that championship for the longest of its holders. If you defeat me tonight, you’ll have your fifth defense, breaking that record too. You haven’t even lost a 1 on 1 since January 19th. In every way imaginable you do seem to be a Masterpiece.”
She pauses a moment and turns away from the camera, looking up at the sky.
“I haven’t wrestled since February. It feels like a lifetime. I was a champion once, and that feels like a lifetime too. I know what is ahead of me is tough, impossible, but I have to. I have to fight, with all the Justice in my heart, until I’m ready. I have farther I have to go, there’s someone I have to reach. To do that I…”
She pauses, her hands seem to reach up and lightly touch the lapels of her jacket, a tiny chuckle leaving her.
“Heh…I have to be Stronger…”
She turns back around and the confidence is drawn vividly on her face once more as she points to the camera again.
“Ms. Erzili! You’ve beaten plenty of people, impressive wrestlers from across the world, all types have come and fallen at the feet of the Masterpiece! But, well…”
The camera catches another grin coming onto her face.
“You haven’t faced a Hero like me yet, I think it’s safe to say!”
She clasps her hands together against her chest.
“The Justice in my heart, the Justice in my fists, the Justice that drives me! I guarantee you haven’t faced someone with those same things, not exactly so I’m sure! This may be an impossible task ahead of me, but what Hero doesn’t fight against the impossible?! It’s not just for me, it’s for the people out there I want to gain the belief of, it’s for the brand that’s taking a chance on me! You’re a Masterpiece, maybe you are favored by forces I do not even start to understand, but when it comes to my fate…”
She pauses and reaches one hand to her other wrist, where a bracelet rests. She presses down on it and a faint light activates, as she thrusts her fist up and calls out to the sky.
“JUST:RISE!”
The camera cuts back to the view of Mt. Iwafune as behind the camera sound effects play, a cacophony of bright sounds coming to an end moments later. The camera pans back over and finds a different figure standing where Nao did. Clad completely in yellow and pink armor stands Nao’s Hero form: Justice Mask. She stares down the camera and when she speaks it is in a lower tone, flatter.
““My fate…””
She quickly brushes a hand over her face, almost like brushing the tip of her nose with her thumb.
““lies in my hands.”"
She then reaches down and touches her wrist again, the camera cutting back to Mt. Iwafune again as more noises play and when it pans back over there stands Nao, who gives a smile to the camera.
“Or something like that!”
She claps her hands together.
“So! Tonight, the Masterpiece meets a Hero of Justice! I don’t know what the future holds, but I promise, regardless of the outcome, I will fight with everything I have! For me, for you, for BRKTHRU, and for anyone that needs that one moment, that momentary spark that makes them realize they can be everything they dream of. I fight for you all. Because…”
The camera zooms in on her face, that confidence only growing with the return of that grin.
“That’s what a Hero like me does!”
She gives a nod and a wink to the camera, and on the face of Zion’s (potential) New Hero, we fade away.
OPENING MATCH: NAO SAEGUSA VS THEA ERZILI © (NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH)
Vivian Blake: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Vivian Blake: And it is for the Zion Wrestling NATIONAL! CHAMPIONSHIP!
Introducing first, the challenger…from Saitama, Japan…weighing in at 117 lbs…Nao! Saegusa!
And her opponent…from New Orleans, Louisiana…weighing in at 147 lbs…Thea! Erzili!
Saegusa and Erzili circle the ring around one another, starting this one off in a Collar-and-Elbow Tie Up! Erzili gets the early advantage, snatching Saegusa in a Wristlock! Saegusa struggles for a bit, before rolling forward to unwring her arm and transitioning straight into a Side Headlock on the champion! Erzili looks for an escape route, backing into the ropes in hopes of pushing Saegusa away and getting some distance! But Saegusa has this well scouted, sliding to the mat to stall all momentum with Erzili in tow! She immediately transitions once again, this time locking Erzili into a Grounded Front Facelock! Erzili looks for the reversal pushing up against Saegusa and twisting them both around for the Backslide Pin! But Saegusa reverses, her feet touching the canvas before her shoulders do and allowing her the chance to push back against Erzili and for a Backslide of her own!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Erzili, who rolls back to her feet and immediately attempts a Kick to the side of Saegusa’s head! She ducks underneath the shot however, taking Erzili from behind and pushing towards the ropes for an O’Connor Roll! But Erzili hooks her arms on the top rope, sending Saegusa rolling to the mat on her own! She rolls up to her feet, rushing back to catch Erzili from behind! But she dodges it, catching Saegusa from behind instead and dropping her with a Snap German Suplex! Saegusa perseveres however, rolling to her feet before nailing a seated Erzili from behind with a Dropkick! Erzili is struggling to get back to her feet now, with Saegusa rushing towards her for another move! Whatever she has planned is quickly stopped however, with Erzili popping up to her feet and nailing Saegusa with a Roundhouse Kick! The shot turns Saegusa around, with Erzili hooking her arms and nailing her with a Dragon Suplex! She bridges for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Saegusa! Erzili pulls Saegusa to her feet, throwing her in the corner before nailing with repeated Shoulder Thrusts that nearly break her in half! She lifts Saegusa up now, looking for a Superplex as she positions her on the top rope! Saegusa is having none of it however, launching strike after strike right into Erzili’s midsection in hopes of fighting her off! She eventually succeeds, escaping Erzili’s grasp before taking her from the top rope and to the mat with a Headbutt! Erzili’s down on the mat now! Saegusa sees an advantage here, turning around the top rope before diving for a Moonsault! Erzili attempts to roll out of the way, but Saegusa lands on her feet, catching up to her with a second Moonsault! She goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Erzili! Saegusa looks to fly once again, taking to the top ropes and looking to get some hype going for the Spacium Cut! But Erzili is having none of it, rolling out of the ring in a bid to escape her opponent for a few fleeting moments! This proves to be a mistake however, with Saegusa climbing down from the ropes and running across the ring to hit Erzili with TAKE ME HIGHER!! MOONSAULT PLANCHA CONNECTS ON THE OUTSIDE!! Saegusa throws Erzili back into the ring, going for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Erzili! Despite not getting the win there, Saegusa is shocked at how far she’s made it against the champion! She quickly takes to the top rope, hyping up the crowd for coming down for the Justice Crash! But the Erzili rolls out of the way, with Saegusa missing the Phoenix Splash! She rolls to the mat to avoid crashing herself rushing towards Erzili right as she gets up! This proves to be fatal to Saegusa however, with Erzili catching her right in position, before nailing her with X-CALIBUR!! SWINGING REVERSE STO CONNECTS!! Erzili goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!!
Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling NATIONAL! CHAMPION!...THEA! ERZILI!
Winter Mae: Another one in the win column for the championship reign of Thea Erzili!
Trick Morrison: Newcomer Nao Saegusa was definitely no slouch! There were definitely a few moments in that match where I felt she was gonna take the National Title over to the BRKTHRU! But tonight was not her night, nor is it anyone’s when they step up to The Masterpiece!
Erzili gets handed her National Championship, looking over a fallen Saegusa as she raises it in the air! Her celebration is cut short, however, with “Zombie” by Cranberries playing over the speakers! Oliver Peters makes his way to the ring, coming face-to-face with the champion he’s challenging in two weeks time! He stares down the belt, with Erzili raising it up once again to remind her challenger of what awaits him as we fade out!
WINNER: THEA ERZILI (CHAMPIONSHIP RETAINED)
RESULT: PINFALL
The scene starts with a throne with roses on it. Along the way, we see the thorns around the throne. As the cameras roll up, we see four shadows that are in the shape of beautiful women. We see long legs and hear the loud clicking of shoes approaching. As the legs get closer, a screen goes on and it shows Trinity on the screen. We then hear the voice of Valentina Skye with a montage of clips of the ladies being shown.
Valentina Skye: One year ago, Brooke Cartwright, Delilah Hill and I formed a stable that would make Zion Wrestling shiver. We formed this stable to show empowerment and most of all take over the world.
Just then, we see shards of glass being crushed to the floor as the ladies continue to walk. Before long, we see the following women appear on screen: Valentina Skye, Aubrianna Powers, And Delilah Hill. The three of them are standing in front of the large screen, that continues to show clips of them in action, and in front of the camera, which is capturing them in a low angle, naturally looking down at it like powerful goddesses to mortals; which they accentuate it well in their always stylish form-fitting dresses and Valentina & Aubrianna showing off their Zion Trios Championship belts over their shoulders.
Valentina Skye: Sure, we had our fair share of ups and downs in this company. Everyone thought we would break up,but in the end, the villains came out on top.
Valentina gives a little laugh as she flips her hair to the side, driving her point across as Aubrianna begins to speak.
Aubrianna Powers: Society wants you sheep to believe that good conquers evil. But that’s just a damn fairy tale. The reality is that good is not willing to do what is necessary to achieve its goal. Evil has no such qualms about doing anything to win.
The Most Valuable Powers chuckles while the other ladies smirk.
Aubrianna Powers: You can call us the villains. Call us evil. We really don’t care. What you WILL call us is the Trios Champions. You WILL call us your queens because we wanted it, we did what was necessary to take it, and we will continue to do whatever necessary to stay on the throne. You had better just learn to love it, bitches.
After taking a moment Deliah Hill begins to speak while more clips show up from behind them.
Deliah Hill: Whether it’s three or four, all of you love to stare! The four of us are beautiful and deadly.
The camera then captures more stomping of glass is seen on the floor with their legs. Seconds later, the camera returns to the ladies, asserting their dominance in the view of the camera as Delilah continues.
Delilah Hill: Don’t get it twisted. Every time you step in the ring with us, you’ll be prepared for shock. You’ll be shocked at our beauty and our danger. And no matter what you believe you’re capable of, it will be miniscule compared to who we are…just as miniscule as each and every one of you.
We then hear Brooke’s shoes clicking approaching. Then the camera focuses on the floor, while having images of the following projected on the floor: Heroes 4 Hire, The Hive, and Holy Angel Empire…being stepped on by Brooke as she walks by. Brooke, in her stylish form-fitting dress and Zion Trios Championship belt over her shoulder, then joins the ladies as she stands between them, front and center to the camera as she begins to speak.
Brooke Cartwright: Whether you love us or not. Whether you agree with us or not. We are the best things to ever happen in your pathetic, mediocre lives, and that includes everyone in both Mayhem & Fusion. You can’t deny it. And if you try to….(giggles) we’ll just simply make you. We’ll continue to crush your favorites. We’ll continue to have our names come out of every one of your mouths. And most of all, we’ll continue to be the primary source as to why Zion Wrestling is riding high on success. This is OUR world! Just be lucky that we let you live in it and you know your place as you all…
Then, while giving defiant smirks, Brooke, Valentina, Aubrianna, & Delilah point their fingers down on the floor while keeping their eyes down on the camera as they speak in unison…
Brooke Cartwright, Valentina Skye, Aubrianna Powers, & Delilah Hill: …Bend The Knee!
Then, while the ladies continue to stand in position, the ladies simultaneously lift their other hands to snap their fingers, forcing the camera to go to black.
Kaya had been in her locker room, as she was just emerging pulling her sunglasses on when the cameraman had just caught up to her. She turned looking at him pushing her sunglasses down for a moment then she pushed them back up on to her face. She began walking as the cameraman had followed her. He tapped her on the shoulder, then she turned around looking at him placing down her sunglasses on the box next to her.
“the Anti-Hero” Kaya Parker: What do you want?
The Cameraman held up a piece of her brace from last week, which she took from him and tossed away. She growled as she grabbed him by the collar. She then looked at him in the face, laughing a bit as she backed up.
“the Anti-Hero” Kaya Parker: So you brought a relic from the past to remind me of who I am. I didn’t need that relic to remind myself of the past. I know I was a lot of people’s heroes but now I am only in it for me. What I can do for me, and me alone. See I have my bestie, Jessi Osbourne with me and that is a fact. Portia, you aren’t getting the laughing, fun girl of the past you are getting the true Anti-Hero of Zion Wrestling, and after I am done with you, Dead Silence is all I expect to hear. Don’t worry, Portia you’ll be ok, after all asleep is a status.
Kaya laughed as she picked up her sunglasses, she pushed them up on her face. She then pulled her black jacket on, looking back at the cameraman. She laughs once more as she throws her rose at him. He catches it looking at her.
“the Anti-Hero” Kaya Parker: Tonight marks the return of the Anti-Hero out into that ring, where I belong. Enjoy the Silence because that’s what the people will be left with.
Kaya then puts her hat on, she heads towards the stairs, as she waits. The cameraman turns the camera off and walks away from her.
MATCH #2: KAYA PARKER VS PORTIA CHEVELLE
Parker wastes absolutely no time in starting this one off, rushing across the ring and nailing Chevelle with a Lariat right into her corner! She begins to lay into her now, nailing her with boot after boot in the corner until the referee backs her away! She’s given a warning as Chevelle attempts to recover, inciting another rage in Parker that moves her to hit a Yakuza Kick to Chevelle! She drags her out of the corner by her hair, eventually taking her to the mat with another Lariat! Parker’s rage continues on Chevelle as she gets her back to her feet! She lifts her up, before dropping her into the double knees with a POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER!! She isn’t done however, getting Chevelle up and nailing her with a second POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER!! Chevelle is writhing in agony on the mat, with Parker looking to punish her once again with a THIRD POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER!! She begins to laugh maniacally alongside a shattered Chevelle, looking to end this one by putting her in DEAD SILENCE!! KATA GATAME IS IN!! Chevelle doesn’t hesitate, tapping out vigorously before eventually succumbing to the hold and passing out!
Vivian Blake: The winner of this match, via submission…Kaya! Parker!
Winter Mae: And that was just a glimpse into the brand new violent attitude of Kaya Parker!
Trick Morrison: Not a lick of offense taken from Portia Chevelle here tonight! Kaya Parker destroyed her!
Parker continues to laugh at Chevelle’s misery as the referee holds her hand up!
WINNER: KAYA PARKER
RESULT: SUBMISSION
What better way to start a show than with a title match? And if you’re the reigning champion, a title defense. Given time to get herself cleaned up from her match, we find Théa Erzili moving through the hallways of the M&S Bank Arena. The National Championship draped over her shoulder, Théa otherwise isn’t dressed for a wrestling show anymore--instead, she’s in a black cropped tanktop and jeans, when she meets up with Tommy Green, who’s...notably more interested in this encounter than Théa herself. Nonetheless, Théa turns to face the camera, adjusting the fit of the title on her shoulder.
Tommy Green: Ladies and gentlemen, Tommy Green here, backstage with STILL your Zion Wrestling National Champion, Ms. Théa Erzili--who now holds both the record for the longest reign as National Champion, and the most defenses with that title in Zion’s history, after defeating one of the upcoming BRKTHRU brand’s competitors, Nao Saegusa. I guess we have to start with the obvious question, what do those records mean to you?
La Femme Destinée cocks an eyebrow upward as her attention turns from the camera, to Tommy himself. It’s a second or two before Théa starts chuckling to herself, reaching up with the hand not still gripping her belt, and pats Tommy on the cheek a couple times.
Théa Erzili: Tu ne comprends visiblement pas, that’s not the right question to ask me, cher. You should be asking that to Monseiur Peters, who thinks he’s going to be the one to take it all away. Asking me that question implies there was ever any doubt about my accomplishments, that there was ever any doubt about my achieving such things. Il n'y avait pas, not to me. I told every single person in the Mayhem locker room, and more than a few from Fusion, that there was nothing that could be done to stop my rise, nothing that could be done to stop my ascension, and here I stand: the most successful champion in Mayhem’s history, of any kind. Non, there was never doubt...this was Fate, as I’ve been telling you for months.
Tommy Green: For someone that is making her debut in Zion, were you surprised at all by the fight Nao put up, to try to bring the National Championship to BRKTHRU?
Théa just scoffs a little, shaking her head as if to dismiss the entire thought.
Théa Erzili: Mademoiselle Saegusa put up a valiant effort, and if she fights on BRKTHRU like she did for Le Championnat National, I suspect we will see her succeed on that show...but she made one crucial error; one problem in her preparation for this match, Monsieur Green--she believed that her Fate was in her hands. She believed that there was anything she could do to defy Destiny, that she could craft her own reality...but, like everyone that has competed with me this year, she learned that Fate cannot be changed, Destiny cannot be defied; the Gods dictate who rises and who falls, Monsieur Green, and in Zion Wrestling...it is La Femme Destinée that rises.
Tommy Green: You brought up Oliver Peters earlier, obviously you two had an encounter following your match, I’m curious to get your thoughts on that upcoming match in London.
Théa Erzili: Monsieur Peters is another in a long line of dreamers that have only hope that they can stop my rise.
For a moment, it seems like that’s all Théa’s going to say about the matter, but when Tommy even starts to raise the mic up, her little smile twists into more of a smirk. She adjusts the fit of the National Championship again, ensuring it’s perfectly framed in the scene as she continues her speech.
Théa Erzili: Like so many of the others, he is looking too far to the future, he is making plans for what comes next...before he has prepared for what comes first. He already believes he has done enough to christen himself Le Champion National; in defeating Monsieur Ojima, he believes he has conquered the more difficult obstacle, oui? That earning a chance is equivalent to having won mon championnat. Like Mademoiselle Saegusa tonight, he believes that he holds the pen, that he has control of his story...hm, je déteste être le porteur de mauvaises nouvelles, Monsieur Peters, but your chapter...in the story of my championship has already been written. You simply get to play your part in it.
Théa takes a moment to pull something from her back pocket--a single card, upside down, depicting a young man stealing 5 swords, while leaving two on the rack. She hands the card to Tommy, making a point away from the microphone that it needs to stay “exactly as it is right now.”
Théa Erzili: When you see Monsieur Peters next, give him that...and remind him that there is nothing that outshines a Masterpiece.
Théa pats Tommy on the cheek again, smirking as she lingers in the scene for just a second longer, leaving the National Championship front and center, before spinning on her heel and leaving the scene. The camera hangs on Tommy for just a moment, then cuts to black.
Kassandra and Danae are seen backstage stretching, while talking with Legion. The cameraman approached slowly, unsure what would happen. Legion sees him slowly, making his approach as she finishes her final words with the girls, then nods. Legion motions and Ms. J and Tethys follow her. Kassandra looked over seeing the cameraman who happened to be a bit jumpy, smiling a bit. She laughed loudly, as she looked at Danae.
“the Blue-Eyed Wolf” Kassandra: He thought the Queen was here for him, that was cute. No, she was giving her marching orders like she has always done, you didn’t need to hear them anyway. So finally, we can get back into a Zion ring? Guess Kat forgot about us or something like that. Not like were her stars anyway, Legion is the star of the hive. We are the House of Wolves, the one true tag team. See we may have been forgotten, but we are not just going to sit by and allow anyone to pass us.
Kassandra then turned back getting her tape, as Danae looked at the cameraman as she had just finished with her taping of her wrists. She growled then smiled, the cameraman looked apprehensively at her.
“the Silver-Eyed Wolf” Danae: What my friend clearly, has forgotten we got into the ring a few weeks back with the Queen, where we challenged for the Trios Titles, it would have been a sweet moment, to have her as a double champion. Tonight though, Strike 2 Kill, you get the true tag team of the Hive, and that is the House. The house knows you are looking to prove yourselves, but we are hungry. That loss only made us want more, because we gotta prove ourselves.
Kassandra then pulled the cameraman over to her, as she looked at him.
“the Blue-Eyed Wolf” Kassandra: Tonight, is the beginning of our journey.
“the Silver-Eyed Wolf” Danae: And we do not stop.
“the Blue-Eyed Wolf” Kassandra: Until the match is over, and the House wins.
Kassandra high fives Danae, then she pushes him back. Kassandra stands up, and turns to walk away, as Danae does the same beside her. The cameraman then turns around to begin walking away as Legion reappears, holding up 4 flaming aces.
“the Queen” Legion: House always wins…
She cackled then vanished, as the cameraman looked puzzled.
MATCH #3: STRIKE 2 KILL VS THE HOUSE OF WOLVES
Vivian Blake: The following tag team contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Vivian Blake: Introducing first…representing Heroes For Hire…at a combined weight of 351 lbs…the team of Liam Richardson and Miles Watson…Strike! 2! Kill!
And their opponents…from Friday Night Fusion…representing The Hive…at a combined weight of 326 lbs…the team of Danae and Kassandra…The House! Of Wolves!
Miles Watson and Danae start this one off as Watson seems a bit jumpy around the ring! He eventually makes a move, nailing a Kick right to the side of Danae’s midsection before backing away again! He charges in again, this time nailing a Forearm Smash! It becomes very evident by now that Watson is sticking and moving to avoid the power of his opponent! He swoops in once again, nailing Danae with a Roundhouse Kick to the side of the head that rocks her! She stumbles, giving Watson an opportunity to hit the ropes and go for another move! But Danae blocks him, sending him to the mat with a “Sit your ass down!” as she hits the Spinebuster! She goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Watson! Danae looks to keep the momentum going in her favor, dragging Watson to the corner by his hair before tagging in Kassandra! Danae drops Watson on her with an Atomic Drop, before Kassandra hits the ropes, supplying a Big Boot! She gets Watson to his feet, throwing him through the ropes before hitting the Rope Hung Piledriver! However, what he doesn’t notice is Liam Richardson getting the blind tag! He hopes over the ropes and nails Kassandra with an Elbow Drop before she can get back up! Kassandra scrambles back up, going for a Lariat before Richardson quickly counters with a German Suplex! Kassandra staggers back up again, this time with Richardson hitting her with LONDON’S CALLING!! He goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Kassandra! Watson doesn’t give up, raising his finger in the air to hype up his fellow country people! He gets Kassandra off the ground, looking for For Our Majesty! But Kassandra reverses, landing on her feet behind Richardson and nailing him with a FULL NELSON SLAM!! She goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Pin broken up by Watson! Danae tries to intercept, but Watson ducks underneath a Lariat attempt from her to hit a Springboard Tornado DDT! The two file out of the ring as Kassandra takes to the second rope, looking for the Titan Spike! She comes down for the Panama Sunrise, only for Richardson to connect with Roundhouse Kick that takes her out of midair! He gets her off the mat, nailing her with FOR OUR MAJESTY!! MODIFIED BRAINBUSTER CONNECTS!! Richardson with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!!
Vivian Blake: The winners of this match…Strike! 2! Kill!
Winter Mae: Big win tonight for S2K ahead of their tag team championship match with The Meguism at Invasion: London!
Trick Morrison: Speaking of The Meguism, there they are!
Watson and Richardson celebrate, with their attention being caught by Nami and Maki Megumi, who watch and clap at their win condescendingly!
WINNERS: STRIKE 2 KILL
RESULT: PINFALL
Knowing that the battle royal was only a few matches away, Marley Divata had gone from spending the majority of the show with Samuel to catering to get a drink then head to the Violence Corporation’s locker room to meet up with Zara. The green-haired woman was heading towards the locker room, nodding at some of the backstage workers as she passed by them. While she wasn’t good friends with any of them, she had become friendly with a few of them just from her being backstage so much. Hearing her phone go off, the young woman quickly fished it from her pocket to see that it was Zara asking where she was. Marley rolled her eyes a little before she sent her cousin a quick reply saying she was heading her way, but while she was doing that, she didn’t notice that her path had been cut off by none other than Chris Matthews himself. When she realized that her path was being blocked, she looked up only to roll her eyes again as she saw who was in front of her.
Marley Divata: What? Decided to actually have a set of balls tonight and not watch me from the shadows?
Chris gets a smile on his face as he looks her in the eyes. He’s wearing a black custom-made Armani suit. He crosses his arms over his chest and chuckles.
Chris Matthews: Funny coming from you, Marley. I want to know what’s going through your mind. Samuel is starting to piss me off, and when I get pissed off, I become violent. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m not someone you should mess with. I mean, you saw what I did to Sylvia, right? When I locked her up in that straitJacket and had her in tears? What a glorious sight. But to be honest, all I wanted to do was help her, but she didn’t want it. This is funny because deep down, she needed it.
Marley stuck her phone back in her pocket and copied him, crossing her arms over her chest as well. She faked a yawn as she listened to him and looked at him.
Marley Divata: Considering I’m the one that got her out of that damn thing, yes, I’m well aware of what you did to Sylvia. As far as what’s going through my mind? That’s easy…I think that a jackass escaped someone’s farm and is blocking my way. Run along back to the pasture so I can get to work.
The young woman held a smirk on her face as she waved one of her hands, seemingly shooing the man off as one would do to an unwanted/unfamiliar animal. Chris grabs her wrist and flips her over his shoulder and slams her to the ground. He puts her in a wrist lock as he was about to break her arm.
Chris Matthews: Let me remind you again, Marley. Don't piss me off, okay? I want you to go to Samuel and give him a message for me. Next time he wants to get in my business, this will be his future.
He then snaps her wrist and slams it hard to the ground. He looked down and put his foot on her wrist to add more and more pressure.
Chris Matthews: Will you give him the message for me, Marley? Or should I just break your wrist completely?
Marley let out a hiss of pain then clenched her teeth, not wanting to give Matthews any more satisfaction of knowing that she was now hurting because of him. She glared up at him as best as she could, knowing her eyes were watering from the pain in her wrist and from the impact of her body on the floor. Though she ended up surprising herself when she let out a low chuckle, the smallest of grins finding its way to her face.
Marley Divata: I almost feel bad for you…only almost though. Pissing you off is going to end up a pastime for me, but I’ll pass the message along. Though you don’t know what Hell you’re going to end up unleashing now…I would say I hope you realize that, but I don’t hope for a damn thing for you.
Chris lift his head and then looks down as he gives off a small nod.
Chris Matthews: I appreciate your cooperation, Marley. That's all I needed.
He smiles and kneels down at her with his foot on her wrist.
Chris Matthews: Make sure that the message is loud and clear, alright?
He lift his leg up and stomp hard on her wrist. He then moves away leaving her on the ground in pain.
Chris Matthews: Thanks, Marley.
A yell of pain escaped Marley’s lips when he stomped on her wrist. While she was no doctor, it wasn’t hard to tell that she would be very lucky if her wrist wasn’t broken after that. Tears welled in her eyes as she grabbed at her wrist, glaring at the man as he walked away.
Marley Divata: Fucking asshole…
Marley’s voice gave her pain away, it wavering slightly as she muttered. She had managed to push herself against the wall, taking a couple of minutes to gather herself before shakily getting to her feet. She knew she needed to get her wrist properly checked out, but she was more focused on doing her job and meeting up with Zara for the match. Tentatively taking a few steps, she took a deep breath as she continued to hold onto her wrist as she made the decision to at least go get an ACE wrap from the medical room to tide her over until after the show, telling herself that she’d get it properly checked out afterward.
The crowd was hyped beyond belief. It was a hell of a show, to say the least, and it was only looking to get better from here. Those black velvet were thrown open and stepping through them would be the pair of Big Ass Bobby and Alessa Holloway. A mixed reaction emanated from them as Bobby raised the microphone he held and began to speak.
Big Ass Bobby: 'Ladies and gentlemen, please direct your eyes up here and give your full, undivided attention.'
That mixed reaction grew a bit more on the negative side. Alessa raised her microphone next, taking her turn to speak.
Alessa Holloway 'Making his return to a Zion Wrestling ring..the man who's going to win the Golden Ticket Battle Royal later on tonight..the man who's going to take the Breakthrough brand all the way To..The..Top..Riiiiickyyyyy Roddddddriguezzz!'
Alessa and Bobby turned, motioning towards those black curtains. T-Pain and Joey Galaxy's Booty Wurk filled the air as that negativity only intensified when Ricky Rodriguez emerged from behind those curtains. Sporting a grin from ear to ear, Ricky was dressed and ready for action. He took the lead, Bobby handing him that microphone, he and Alessa stood behind Ricky on either side.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'When I first came into Zion Wrestlin..my goals and ambitions were as clear as day..to make an impact..to be a champion. And what did I do? I tore through every ass put in front of me..and lemme tell you, there were alooottabit of nice ones.'
Ricky nodded his head in whole heartedly agreement with himself, even throwing out a look of impression.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'But that's besides the point. The point is..I did exactlyy what I said I was gonna do. I made an impact. I became a champion..and then I kinda took my eye off the prize and fell off.'
He gave a bit of a nonchalant shrug, kind of playing off the whole thing.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'So, I stepped back. I gave myself time to reflect and to see what needed to be changed. Not only did I do that but I made the changes..I fixed what needed to be fixed. And now here I am..comin for somethin more than a championship. I'm comin for the Golden Ticket. I'm comin for the opportunity to prove myself against the very fuckin best of every aspect of this business.'
The seriousness in the voice of Ricky was a far cry from his antics with Jennie from before.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'Tonight is MY statement. Tonight is MY message to send to every last member of the Breakthrough roster. My head is in it. I'm better than I've ever been before and it's time to show that off like only I can. Showin up and showin out. I mean, just look at me..'
Ricky struck a couple poses much to the chagrin of the audience.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'Y'all wanna play like you ain't eatin up every fuckin bit of this. See..y'all know what I can do and y'all ain't stupid..you know what a man..focused can do. And that excites you. It sends chills down youe fuckin spine. Y'all remember how you cheered for me, sang my praises and all that shit. But now? Now, you can even just see how much better I am. But it's okay..boo me. It's not gonna matter. The only thing that's gonna matter is gettin the job done. And with these two behind me?'
Ricky motioned to Big Ass Bobby and Alessa, that grin he wore growing.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'There ain't nothin I can't do.'
That last word was followed up by a wink and a smirk as Ricky nodded his head. Booty Wurk hit the PA system as Ricky, Bobby, and Alessa made their way to the back.
MATCH #4: TAKASHI SHINOBU VS KASEY KASH (HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT QUARTERFINAL MATCH)
Vivian Blake: The following contest…is a Quarterfinal Match in the Zion Wrestling Hardcore Championship Tournament!
Introducing first…representing Heroes For Hire…from Ōgaki, Gifu, Japan…weighing in at 211 lbs…Takashi! Shinobu!
And his opponent…from Canberra, Australia…weighing in at 165 lbs…”The Canberran Antichrist”...Kasey! FUCKING! Kash!
As with every match so far in this tournament, the referee flips the coin to start this match as producers are standing by with their crates! The flip favors Kash, who promptly proposes a Taipei Deathmatch! Before the match begins, both Kash and Shinobu are fitted with wrist tape around their hands before they are dipped in glue and broken glass!
Kash and Shinobu circle the ring around one another, seemingly getting ready to square up here! Shinobu rushes in, looking for a swing to Kash! But Kash goes low, nailing Shinobu with a low blow straight to the Dragon eggs! Shinobu falls to the mat, while Kash just does a mocking lap around the ring! He eventually circles back to Shinobu, mounting him before beginning to lay in with strikes from the glass-ladened fists! The strikes eventually cease, in the favor of Kash just simply raking his hand across Shinobu’s forehead! He pulls him to his feet, nailing him with a European Uppercut before going for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Shinobu! Kash pulls Shinobu to his feet, cocking back his fist before going for another European Uppercut! Shinobu blocks it however, making sure that Kash’s arm connects with full force into Shinobu’s glass hands! Kash recoils, leaving an opportunity for Shinobu to strike with a Roundhouse Kick! This sparks an idea in Shinobu, who climbs out of the ring and asks for the glue and glass again! He begins to dip the tip of his boots in both, making him twice as dangerous now! He re-enters the ring, catching Kash with repeated Kicks to the midsection as he tries to defend himself! He eventually falls to the mat on his hands and knees, with Shinobu running in and nailing him with a Punt Kick that has him gushing blood! Shinobu looks to end this, getting Kash up and dropping him with the GERMAN SUPLEX! He bridges for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Kash! Shinobu finds another way to end this now, looking for Dragon’s Curse! But Kash escapes, slipping behind Shinobu before nailing him with another Low Blow! He trips Shinobu to the mat and gets to work, removing his glass-covered boots before wailing on his bare feet with the shattered glass fists! He sets up now, looking for Fuck You and All Your Friends! But Shinobu blocks the Bicycle Knee, looking for a Roundhouse Kick to counter! But Shinobu crumples to the mat before he can connect, the damage to his feet being too severe! Kash takes advantage, mounting Shinobu before locking him in a Camel Clutch! The glass on Kash’s hands starts piercing Shinobu’s jaw as he’s eventually forced to tap out!
Vivian Blake: The winner of this match, via submission…Kasey! FUCKING! Kash!
Winter Mae: Kasey Kash advances to the semi-final after a hard-fought match!
Trick Morrison: Kasey Kash winning a deathmatch?! I’m so shocked!
Kash celebrates as we go to commercial break!
WINNER: KASEY KASH
RESULT: SUBMISSION
