Talking Stick Resort Arena
Wednesday, July 11, 2018
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And just like the phoenix…
Jul 10, 2018 at 5:46pmSkrabz said:”Ya got a bad man like Forge, ya got man like Ricky Stanton, there be The Titaness, Lance Mikes, Anaquin Adams, ya got the bossman back in the paint, Azurine Vebbins , Deuce Holmes, shit, ya even got the HC dub World Heavyweight Champion, Tyke Index… and then who ya got right there at the top of the pile? Standin’ tall above them all like a big man, through sheer hardwork and determination?”
He takes another bottle from the box and twists of the cap while looking straight in to the camera. he twists the cap of the bottle and sneers arrogantly.
“Me. That’s who. Man like Skrabz.”
“Rise” by David Guetta featuring Skylar Grey starts playing as slightly quick flashbacks of different moments in Mile High Wrestling’s short history are shown before the lyrics kick in.
“You can take a swing at my ego.”
Skrabz laying out “The Real Deal” Dillon Daniels with a mean right hook is shown.
“You can make a run for my crown.”
HcW’s Lance Mikes attacking Robert Mack is shown.
“Even with an army of people,”
The Shieldmaidens circling a laid out Candi Bratton is shown.
“you ain’t gonna take us down.”
“Desert Rose” Anya and Azurine Vebbins double clotheslining a Shieldmaiden out of the ring is shown.
“You can aim your evil right at us.”
Anaquin Adams extending her hand and getting head-butted by RJ Mitchell is shown.
“You can drop your bombs on the ground.”
Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton hitting the shiranui on “The Prankster” Lara Bratton off of a ladder and through a table is shown.
“Even if you still make me nervous,”
Snakebite walking down the ramp for his entrance is shown.
“you ain’t gonna take us down.”
Forge and Ricky Stanton throwing fists is shown, until the music abruptly stops.
Jul 6, 2018 at 12:21pmrickystanton said:
PRS: And you will be ready, because I’m going to break you. I’m going to have you sliding down that cage in your own blood questioning your life. I’m going to raise your battered face to your wife and blow her a kiss. I’m going to stomp your head so far into the ring that your face will leave an impression that rivals the Shroud of Turin.
Jul 11, 2018 at 1:47am @forge said:”It isn’t enough that I make you richer every week. It isn’t enough that I’m taking this fledgling company to the top, doing more for it than the so-called main event ever will just by being real, by doing what comes naturally to me. You have to try and make a name for yourself, again, by piggybacking off what those stronger than you accomplish. You’re trying to take the meatiest bone from the biggest, meanest beast in the yard and claiming the kill they’re still wearing the blood from. In your fantasy world that makes you great. In reality, it gets you mauled and sent to the ER to get put back together like a spray-tanned, steroid-fueled Humpty Dumpty. And there ain’t enough money on the planet that’ll put you back together when I’m done, bitch.”
Jul 11, 2018 at 12:27amBullet said:Alex “Bullet” Carbajal: I’m not sure I can come back from those places but I’m going to go there anyway because anything less would be a disrespect to you, disrespect to the company, disrespect to the sport, disrespect to the championship and disrespect to myself! I owe everything i just mentioned to do whatever I can to climb that ladder, rise to the top and take that belt down to claim my place in history!
Jul 6, 2018 at 10:35amSam “The Titaness” Hamilton said:”This is gonna be one of those times – moreso than usual – when actions speak louder than words. Forgive me if I’m not worried about God being a bullet. Hard to be scared when I don’t even believe in God to begin with.”
“Rise” by David Guetta featuring Skylar Grey starts back up at the bridge.
“There’ll be no need for crying,”
Emily Falls crying at the end of last week’s show is shown.
“if darkness fills the skies.”
Ophelia “Widow” Blaque in chains for her entrance is shown.
“We’ll go on forever. Like the phoenix,”
Skrabz catching Anya in a Mic Check as she flies from the top rope is shown.
“we will rise up from the ashes.”
Wavy Crockett stepping out from behind the commentary table and taking his shirt off is shown.
“This world is our’s tonight.”
The Shieldmaidens raising their fists in unison inside of the ring is shown.
“We’ll go on forever. Like the phoenix,”
Candi Bratton flipping off the camera is shown.
“we will rise.”
Forge heading up the stage ramp with a steel chair is shown.
“We will rise.”
Candi Bratton and Skrabz face to face is shown, before everything fades to black for a moment, including the music.
The screen comes back to life with Candi Bratton being interviewed earlier this week by Jordan Hagan.
Jul 6, 2018 at 6:26pm @candibratton said:Candi: Yeah, I’ve heard it. From Hamilton. To Forget. To the Shieldmaiden. Probably event Scrubs. If they want to be the face of this fucking company, then all they have to do is step up and take the Mile High Wrestling Champion from me. That’s all they gotta do. They don’t have to like me, but I promise you when I walk out of Mile High Wrestling as the Champion, there is a long list of wrestlers in the back who are going to shit their pants. They’re going to finally realize that I’m the real deal.
A moving image of The Rise In Phoenix logo is shown, as “Rise” by David Guetta featuring Skylar Grey begins playing again.
Man’s Voice: And now….. Discord and Mile High Wrestling proudly present……. The Rise In Phoenix…
The image catches fire, as the cameras appear live in the Talking Stick Resort Arena, where huge fireworks explode all over the stage area.
Ray Hudson: And welcome to Phoenix, Arizona! Welcome to our very first Pay-Per View event! WELCOME to The Rise In Phoenix!!!
The camera pans all around the arena at the screaming Arizona fans. We see many signs, such as “Fuck HcW!”, Your NEW Phoenix Champion – The Titaness”, “Coke Mountain”, “Stanton Bleeds Tonight”, and “Bratton Pack, Bitches!”
Wavy Crockett: This is so damn exciting!! Tonight I get to fuck up Chris Mosh!
Ray Hudson: The atmosphere here tonight is like nothing we have ever experienced before. There is a special kind of electricity here in the Talking Stick Resort Arena…
As we continue to scan the crowd we see five men sitting in the front row each wearing a black Toll Gang hoody. A short, obese albino man sits in the middle of the group, and on each end sits a huge, intimidating man, their seats barely able to contain them as they sit stone faced with their hoods up and arms folded, staring intently ahead.
Wavy Crockett: Toll Gang!!
Ray Hudson: And that indeed would be five members of Skrabz’ Toll Gang that he invited here tonight, all the way from England.
Wavy Crockett: It’s going to be a special night!
The Shieldmaidens vs Rose Colored Lasses
“Problem” by Postmodern Jukebox plays throughout the arena, as “The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins steps out from behind the curtain. She has a solitary spotlight follow her from the entrance ramp to the northern-facing ring apron. Along the way, Ms. Vebbins pirouettes, skanks, and twirls like a whirling dervish down to the ring.
Byron Brown: The opening contest is for one fall, and is a Tag Team Match to crown the inaugural Mile High Wrestling Tag Team Champions!!! Introducing first… representing the Rose Colored Lasses… she weighs in at 115 pounds…. residing in Malibu, California……. “The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins!!!
Wavy Crockett: What a way to kick off The Rise with none other than Azurine Vebbins!!!
The fans in Phoenix break out with a very loud “Shush My Tush” chant, that almost overpowers her entrance music. Unabashed Azurine keeps dancing until getting onto the northern ringside apron and climbing through the middle and bottom ring ropes. Upon entering the ring, she dutifully awaits her tag team partner.
Ray Hudson: The fans in Phoenix are down with The Adorkable Angel!!
While the instrumental – the first 30 seconds of Within Temptation’s “See Who I Am” – start up, the lights dim. The screen shows a silhouette with most of the features covered by a veil. Above the shadow, the name “Desert Rose” Anya is displayed in a bright, blood-red hue.
Ray Hudson: Such an interesting tag team here. But without a doubt, both these ladies deserve this opportunity.
Seconds after the actual lyrics start up, a spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp, where “Desert Rose” Anya is quietly standing, wearing her attire for the ring.
Byron Brown: And her tag team partner… the other half of the Rose Colored Lasses….. she weighs in at 155 pounds….. from Las Vegas, Nevada……. she is the “Desert Rose” Anya!!!
Anya turns, grinning at the audience, and walks down the ramp with a slow but confident, optimisic walk. She waves to the fans along the way, even high-fiving a few, before arriving at the ring.
Wavy Crockett: Man, I can see Anya going for the Mile High Wrestling Championship in the near future. She truly is something special…
The Desert Rose ascends up the small set of steps … and then enters by jumping, using the closest turnbuckle to ensure she jumps successfully over it. She lands on her feet, turns, and climbs in front of the same turnbuckle she just jumped. Raising a clenched fist, she listens to the audience’s reaction for a good five to ten seconds before getting off the ropes and leaning against them, as her and her partner wait eagerly for their opponents.
Wavy Crockett: I think hell is empty, Ray…
The lights dim. On the tron the Shieldmaiden’s motto appears “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here.” and the opening of Marilyn Manson’s “This Is The New Shit” starts ramming it’s way onto the soundsystem. The Shieldmaiden’s logo pops up on the entrance screen.
“Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don’t forget the violence
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing along”
Shieldmaidens’ VP, Alex “Bullet” Carbajal steps out first. To her left stands the Sgt-At-Arms, Ophelia “Widow” Blaque. Fellow group members, Jackie “Bandit” Layton and Fianna Donnelly, take their places on either end of their officers, the four women all staring dead at the ring.
Byron Brown: And their opponents… weighing in at a combined weight of 225 pounds… from New Orleans, Louisiana….. they are being accompanied to the ring by Bullet and Fianna Donelly… representing The Shieldmaidens… Ophelia “Widow” Blaque and Jackie “Bandit” Layton!!!
“Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Tomorrow’s never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit”
As the chorus rages over the speakers, Bullet leads the group to the ring. They surround the ring, Bandit and Bullet going around the right while Widow and Fianna go to the left. They nod to each other as they wait for the chorus to kick in again. As soon as it starts, the four women all climb up into the ring and make their way to the middle, taking their places as they face the hard camera in the same order they stood on the stage. The chorus plays again all four women raise a fist in unison, all seemingly ready to conquer the world before them.
Ray Hudson: And if you’re wondering where the President is, she is currently getting ready for her match, which will be coming up next after this one.
DING DING DING
Senior Referee Michael Mack has called for the bell, and it seems we are going to start this match with Widow and Azurine.
Ray Hudson: We’re starting this match off with Widow and Ms. Vebbins!
Both women meet in the middle, and stand face to face. The atmosphere in the air is notably different, and both superstars can feel it.
Ray Hudson: One of these tag teams is going to be our very first Tag Team Champions here in Mile High Wrestling. This is huge!!
Widow pulls back and slaps the hell out of Azurine, causing the fans to “ooooooo”.
Wavy Crockett: Oh shit!
Azurine holds her face for a moment before Widow goes for a standing dropkick that Azurine double-hand slaps away.
Ray Hudson: Azurine avoiding a dropkick from Ophelia..
Widow quickly gets back up and both women grapple. Azurine quickly gets her with a snap suplex.
Ray Hudson: And she gets her with a snap suplex!
Widow holds her lower back and quickly tags in Bandit.
Wavy Crockett: Here comes that snowbunny!
Bandit comes in running and Azurine quickly grabs around her, moving behind her, and gives her a release German suplex.
Ray Hudson: Azurine Vebbins is about business here tonight!
Wavy Crockett: Every night!
As soon as Azurine gets to her feet, Widow comes behind her with a hard axe handle, taking her down.
Ray Hudson: Ah come on! Get out the damn ring!
The fans boo loudly, and Widow doesn’t care at all, as she goes back to her corner.
Wavy Crockett: That’s teamwork, Ray..
Bandit gets back to her feet, and Azurine is already moving on the mat.
Ray Hudson: That ain’t no damn teamwork.
Bandit begins stomping on Azurine. Anya is holding her hand out, but Azurine is just being stomped in position.
Ray Hudson: The Desert Rose wants the tag, but Bandit is keeping Azurine down.
Bandit takes a couple of steps towards Anya, and starts mocking her. Anya trash talks back.
Wavy Crockett: And I bet if Anya got in the ring and hit Bandit right now, you would justify it.
Azurine gets to all fours, and Bandit focuses back in on her.
Ray Hudson: Bandit better focus on Azz.
Bandit helps Azurine up the rest of the way, before Irish whipping her to The Shieldmaiden corner.
Wavy Crockett: She knows what she’s doing. The Shieldmaidens are a goddamn real tag team, Ray. They know what the hell they’re doing.
Bandit tags in Widow and lifts her leg all the way up, placing her foot over Azurine’s throat.
Ray Hudson: Well, excuse me, Wavy…
Widow starts throwing hard punches into Azurine’s ribs, at a slow pace.
Wavy Crockett: You see that teamwork, Ray? You already know who’s walking out with the gold tonight..
With the ref yelling about the double team, Bandit brings her leg down and gets on the outside ring apron.
Wavy Crockett: See, they follow rules. They’re good people, Ray.
Ray Hudson: You’re in a real good mood tonight aren’t you?
Wavy Crockett: Every night…
Widow starts stomping Azurine in the corner, causing Azurine’s back to slowly slide down with every stomp.
Wavy Crockett: But yeah, it’s The fucking Rise of Phoenix, Ray. Extra excited tonight.
The ref pulls Widow to the middle of the ring, and Widow threatens to smack him.
Ray Hudson: Until Chris fucks you up…
With Azurine in sitting position, Widow runs back to the corner and drives her knee into Azurine’s skull.
Ray Hudson: Widow really taking charge of this match.
Widow backs up to the middle of the ring, before turning around and running towards Anya, knocking the Desert Rose off the ring apron.
Wavy Crockett: These ladies are the greatest!!
Azurine is slowly crawling away from the corner she was in. Widow turns around and takes notice.
Ray Hudson: They’re something alright…
Widow smiles, looking around the arena, and then puts her hand into the shape of a gun, pointing it at Azurine, who stops crawling and gets to just her knees.
Wavy Crockett: Damn, she fittin to kill her!
Widow runs at Azurine and hits her with Tangled Webs!
Ray Hudson: Tangled Webs!
Widow goes for the pin.
Wavy Crockett: That’s it..
Anya breaks it up.
Wavy Crockett: Where the hell she come from?!
The referee forces Anya back to her corner, as Widow stands up looking at Anya with fire in her eyes.
Wavy Crockett: She done pissed Widow off…
Ray Hudson: Oh well!
Widow asks Anya if she wants to get in the ring and fight. Anya holds her hand out, nodding with anticipation.
Ray Hudson: Let her in the match!
Widow looks down at Azurine, and gets her to her feet, before Irish whipping her to Anya’s corner. Widow tells Anya to come on.
Wavy Crockett: See, Widow is an OG!
Anya tags herself in and runs at Widow with a clothesline that Widow ducks. But Anya keeps running, jumping onto the middle rope and goes for a springboard moonsault towards Widow.
Ray Hudson: The Desert Rose coming into the match on fire!!!
Widow runs towards those same ropes that Anya springboarded off of, as Anya lands on her feet from the moonsault, obviously missing Widow. Widow bounces off the ropes and runs at Anya, who side-steps and throws Widow towards the other side of the ring, where Widow stops herself by grasping the ropes.
Ray Hudson: Both women trying to up the other!
Anya runs at Widow as she turns around, and Widow uses Anya’s momentum against her, lifting her up over her, as Anya flies over the top rope, but lands on her feet on the outside apron.
Ray Hudson: Woo, that was close!!
Widow turns around and gets a forearm to the head by Anya. Widow stumbles backwards.
Ray Hudson: Anya trying to stay in the ring.
Anya jumps onto the top rope and springboards towards Widow with a hurricanrana, that she connects with.
Ray Hudson: Hurricanrana!!!
Wavy Crockett: I won’t deny she’s got the moves, Ray…
Widow holds her back, but quickly crawls and jumps towards The Shieldmaiden corner and tags in Bandit.
Ray Hudson: Widow tagging Bandit back into the match!
Bandit and Anya run at each other at the same time, and Anya hits Bandit with a big boot to the gut.
Ray Hudson: Anya still staying in control.
Anya puts Bandit into position and DDTs her to the mat. Widow comes out of nowhere with a missile dropkick to Anya’s face, taking her down.
Ray Hudson: There she goes again!! What the hell, man?!!
Wavy Crockett: Teamwork!!!
The ref yells at Widow as she smirks and goes back to her corner.
Wavy Crockett: Give me a “T”! Give me an “E”!
Ray Hudson: Shut the fuck up!
Anya and Bandit both start getting back to their feet at the same time.
Wavy Crockett: Meanie…
Bandit kicks Anya in the side of her leg.
Ray Hudson: Meanie?
Bandit then kicks Anya in the ribs. She kicks her in the ribs a second time.
Ray Hudson: Bandit delivering kick after kick here.
Anya steps back and sends a superkick right into Bandit’s jaw, causing Bandit to stumble back into a corner.
Ray Hudson: And a superkick from Anya!!!
Anya runs at Bandit with a running corner clothesline, and Bandit moves out of the way, as Anya hits the corner hard.
Wavy Crockett: Come on, Bandit!
Bandit picks Anya up to her feet in the corner, and then starts to set her up to where she’s laying across the middle ropes, in said corner.
Wavy Crockett: What she doing, Ray?
Ray Hudson: You don’t know what this means? Maybe Chris is right. You don’t know what is going on around here.
Bandit climbs out onto the ring apron, before climbing up to the top rope with her back facing the ring.
Wavy Crockett: I know I’m gonna end Chris’s career tonight..
Bandit comes down onto Anya with a Diving Double Knee Drop!!!
Ray Hudson: Diving Double Knee Drop!!!
Bandit tags in Widow.
Wavy Crockett: Here comes Widow again!
Anya slowly gets to her feet, and is met with the Widow Maker!!!
Ray Hudson: Widow Maker!!! It’s over!!!
Widow goes for the pin.
Azurine breaks up the pin!!!
Wavy Crockett: You better say something about that, Ray!!!
Bandit quickly gets in the ring, and clotheslines Azurine out of it.
Ray Hudson: Bandit gets Azurine out of the ring!
Bandit runs across the ring to the opposite side, bounces off the ropes, charges back towards the side Azurine is on as she gets to her feet, and Bandit flies out of the ring with a suicide dive, taking down The Adorkable Angel.
Ray Hudson: Holy shit!!
Inside the ring, Anya is getting to all fours, and Widow runs at her and gives her The Widow’s Kiss!!!
Ray Hudson: Widow’s Kiss!!
Wavy Crockett: I wouldn’t mind it…
Bandit is back in the corner, begging for the tag. Widow smiles and goes to tag in her partner.
Ray Hudson: Every fan in the arena is on their feet!!
Wavy Crockett: Sit down, Ray!
Bandit immediately climbs to the top rope, as Widow stays in the ring making sure Azurine doesn’t get up.
Ray Hudson: She’s going to the top!
Bandit comes down on Anya with the Snowbird Splash, and hooks the leg.
Ray Hudson: Snowbird Splash!!!
Wavy Crockett: Call that shit the Snowbunny Splash..
Wavy Crockett: And there you go!!
DING DING DING
“This Is The New Shit” by Marilyn Manson starts playing throughout the arena.
Byron Brown: And the winners of this match, and inaugural Mile High Wrestling Tag Team Champions……. Jackie “Bandit” Layton and Ophelia “Widow” Blaque… The Shieldmaidens!!!!!
Wavy Crockett: I told you the real tag team would win!!
Michael Mack brings in both Tag Team belts into the ring from the outside, as the other two Shieldmaidens join their girls in the ring to celebrate.
Ray Hudson: History has been made!!
Widow snatches the belts from the ref and hands one to Bandit, as they both hold their belts high in the air.
Ray Hudson: And later tonight, we will crown our very first Phoenix Champion, right here in Phoenix, Arizona! Right now Jordan Hagan is standing by with one of the two competitors in that Ladder Match…
The cameras go backstage where HcW Interviewer Jordan Hagan is standing by, with mic in hand.
Jordan Hagan: I’m standing by with Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton; who later tonight will collide with Alex “Bullet” Carbajal in a Ladder Match to crown the inaugural Mile High Wrestling Phoenix Champion. How are you feeling tonight, Samantha?
The camera pulls back to indeed reveal Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: I’d love to say pretty damn good, but I’ve made that mistake before. Someimes, when you go in a match feeling too certain about an outcome, it bites you real hard in the ass. So I’m not gonna say anything to avoid jinxing myself.
Jordan Hagan: Being that your Round Two opponent was injured, and you got an automatic advance to the Final Round, do you feel that you still deserve this spot after losing to Azurine Vebbins last week, while Alex Carbajal defeated Chris Mosh to advance to the Final Round?
Sam narrows her eyes, not bothering to hide her annoyance.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: Are you being fucking serious with me right now? Look. Even if I didn’t get an automaic advance, stop and recall for a second that before I lost to her, I beat Azurine to move on. By default, she lost her chance, which means my opponent wouldn’t have been her. That being said, I wouldn’t have any qualms taking on, let alone beating, either The Master or Widow.
Her eyes roll as she scoffs.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: If that were even an issue to begin with, Rob would have dealt with it. I know him well enough to say that for sure.
Jordan softly gulps, trying to stay professional.
Jordan Hagan: Well, what made you enter the Phoenix Championship Tournament, when it seemed like you were the next in line for a Mile High Wrestling Championship Match, anyways?
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: It didn’t honestly seem that way to me. Skrabz has remained the contender and – I’ll admit – for a damn good reason. But more importantly – I promised him before we fought, that the Phoenix Belt would be my plan B if I lost to him. Believe it or not, I don’t always bitch and whine. I can move on. Furthermore, I can re-earn chances and opportunities, including a shot for the Mile High Championship. It’ll be much sweeter and far more rewarding if I’m actually chosen as a candidate to try for this belt again.
Jordan Hagan: After recent tweets revealed, are the rumors true about you possibly becoming a Shieldmaiden in the near future?
Sam merely smirks, but doesn’t verbally reply to this inquiry. She even remains silent, hinting she has no intentions on giving a hint of any kind to this question.
Jordan Hagan: Okay, will you play any part in the Mile High Wrestling vs HcW Tag Team Match later tonight?
Samantha’s grin vanishes as a more serious, pensive look crosses her face. She taps her fingers against her sweatpants before beginning to answer.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: Not gonna lie, it’s very tempting. However … I feel confident Deuce and Rob – maybe Snakebite’s more appropriate to use – will handle themselves fine. If I do anything, it’ll be restricted to paying a more up-close visit. But I’m not gonna interfere. At least … not unless Lance or Tyke wanna try to be idiots and come at me. Then it’s a whole new ball game.
Jordan Hagan: Any last minute message for Bullet, before your Ladder Match?
Samantha briefly thinks before shaking her head from side to side.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: Nope. Said everything I needed to in my promos. It’s all in plain sight. No hidden agendas, no nothing like that. It’s not my style.
Jordan Hagan: Thank you for your time, Ms. Hamilton.
Robi Jean Mitchell vs “Universal Superstar” Anaquin Adams
The cameras return to the arena, as it goes completely black and all you hear over the PA system was, “Oh, yo, yo!” then a small pause. On the tron appears the words: “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here.” Then the lyrics start.
“There’s just so much Goddamn weight on my shoulders;
All I’m try’na do is live my mother fucking life.
Supposed to be happy but I’m only getting colder.
Wear a smile on my face but there’s a demon inside.”
This repeats once more. And as the drums start, the lights in the arena start flashing with the beat. At the :25 mark, the music stops for a few moments. The lights go black once more. And 5 seconds later, the music kicks up again and the lights come on.
“Oh, yo, yo. There’s a demon inside!
Oh, yo, yo. Just like Jekyll and Hyde!
Oh, yo, yo. There’s a demon inside!
Oh, yo, yo. Just like Jekyll and Hyde!”
On the stage stands Robi Jean Mitchell, alone. At the :50 mark there’s a few second pause then the music picks up again.
“There’s just so much goddamned weight on your shoulders;
That you can’t just live your mother fucking life.
The story’s getting old and my heart is getting colder.
I just wanna be Jekyll; but I’m always fighting Hyde.”
This is when RJ starts down the ramp toward the ring.
Byron Brown: The following match is a No Disaqualification Match for one fall!!! Introducing first… weighing in at 140 pounds….. from New Orleans, Louisiana……. Robi Jean Mitchell!!!
“You’ve got rocks in your head, I can hear them rollin’ ‘round.
You say that you’re above it, but you’re always fallin’ down.
Is there a method to your madness, is it all about pride?
Everyone I know, they’ve got a demon inside!”
As the last word was screamed out, Robi slides into the ring. Like a sultry dancer, she rises in the middle of the ring. And as she stands there posing, the music begins to slow.
“Oh, yo, yo. All I’m try’na do is live my mother fucking life.
Oh, yo, yo. Wear a smile on my face; but there’s a demon inside.
Oh, yo, yo. All I’m try’na do is live my mother fucking life.
Oh, yo, yo. Wear a smile on my face; BUT THERE’S A DEMON INSIDE!!”
Suddenly the arena is filled with green light as the sounds of Muse’s “Thought Contagion” begins to play, and the screen lights up with the logo for the “Universal Superstar” Anaquin Adams. The music plays for a short time before a figure finally steps through the curtain and “Universal Superstar” Anaquin Adams begins to make her way down the aisle as the lyrics begin.
Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
Brain cleansed fractured identity
Fragments and scattered debris
Byron Brown: And her opponent… weighing in at 177 pounds….. from The Four Corners of the Universe……. “Universal Superstar” Anaquin Adams!!!
Anaquin’s dressed in long leather pants, a black “Black Flag” t-shirt with a leather jacket over the top and wearing a helmet as her long green hair flows behind her. Her black boots take step after step until she reaches the ring and she takes a step at a time until she enters the ring, placing her hand on her head to hold her helmet in place.
Fall down learn when to count it out
Prop me up before I black out
Withdraw before you’re out of time
A clean slate and buried war crimes
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs
Anaquin grins as she walks to each side of the ring, draping a leg over the top rope and raising her hand as green fades and the normal lights come on, as Anaquin moves to her corner, removing her jacket and placing it over the ring post and her helmet on top of that as she turns to face RJ.
Ray Hudson: They’re dubbing this a dream match.
The two walk to the center of the ring as Referee Regina Ball gives them instruction, when suddenly, Anaquin thrusts her head forward giving RJ a headbutt!
Wavy Crockett: Ooooo, returning the favor from last week.
Adams grins, taking two steps back as RJ glances at her and then nods her head.
DING DING DING
The two circle each other as the bell rings, and they lock up. RJ moves into a headlock, grabbing Adams. But Adams quickly pushes her off into the ropes, and RJ bounces back and knocks Adams to the mat with a shoulderblock.
Ray Hudson: Two strong women, from two different companies. Not a match we expected to see here tonight in Mile High Wrestling. But surely something special!
Adams backs up and grabs the rope to get to her feet as she nods her head.
Wavy Crockett: I’m still trying to figure out when this match became a No Disqualification Match.
RJ and Adams again lock up and this time Adams lifts her up and back, and drops her right on the back of her head.
Ray Hudson: I believe it was a request made by our guest here; Anaquin Adams.
RJ grabs the back of her head and rolls away from Adams, before getting to a knee.
Wavy Crockett: Does she have something up her sleeve?
Ray Hudson: I don’t think so, Wavy.
Adams moves in to grab RJ, but RJ rolls out of the ring.
Wavy Crockett: Did she request The Shieldmaidens not be out here too?
As Adams gets closer, RJ grabs Adams leg, tripping her and pulling her out of the ring.
Ray Hudson: And they’re taking this to the outside of the ring.
As Adams gets to her feet, RJ charges her, nailing her with a clothesline and putting the Superstar back down on the concrete floor.
Wavy Crockett: It all doesn’t matter anyways, because RJ is gonna win this one..
RJ pulls her up and smashes her face into the ring apron before rolling her back into the ring and going for a cover.
Ray Hudson: Kickout by Ms. Adams!
RJ pulls Adams up and Irish whips her into the ropes, then charges to the opposite ropes and comes off with a flying clothesline.
Ray Hudson: Impressive clothesline from the Robi Jean Mitchell!!
Adams is down, and RJ moves to the corner and scales to the top turnbuckle.
Wavy Crockett: Look at RJ going to the top.
Adams is up, and she runs over and pushes RJ off the turnbuckle, as RJ falls to the outside and crashes against the guardrailing.
Wavy Crockett: Oh shit!!
Adams glances at the far turnbuckle. She walks over and checks the rope before she climbs to the top turnbuckle the furthest side away from RJ.
Ray Hudson: High risk maneuver!
Adams stands there for a moment, looking to the sky before she runs from one turnbuckle to the next on the top rope and leaps off and crossbodies RJ on the outside of the ring.
Ray Hudson: Wow!!
Wavy Crockett: I ain’t never seen nothing like it, Ray!
The crowd begins to chant, “Holy shit!”
Ray Hudson: Holy shit is correct..
Adams is up and she high fives a few of the fans in the front. She moves to climb onto the apron and as RJ gets to her feet, Adams runs the apron and takes her down with a blockbuster to the outside floor again.
Wavy Crockett: This Anaquin is something special.
Both wrestlers lie on the floor for a few moments, before Adams slowly starts to get to her feet.
Ray Hudson: Too bad she isn’t sticking around.
Adams moves to the length of the ring and waits, as RJ slowly gets to her feet and Adams charges in, but RJ lifts her up and falls back, hot shotting her on the guardrailing, as Adams falls to the floor clutching at her throat.
Ray Hudson: Goddamn!!
RJ slides into the ring and moves to the far corner. As Adams struggles to get to her feet, RJ runs and leaps through the second and third rope, spearing Adams on the outside of the ring, sending her crashing into the guardrailing.
Wavy Crockett: These two women are trying to kill each other…
RJ gets up and grabs the guardrailing and begins to stomp the hell out of Adams on the floor before she lets out a primal scream.
Ray Hudson: They both want the victory.
Wavy Crockett: But only one can have it.
RJ grabs a handful of Adams’ green hair and drags her back towards the ring and rolls her inside.
Ray Hudson: And falls can only take place inside the ring.
RJ climbs on the ring apron, then scales the turnbuckles, before nailing a moonsault on Adams, hooking the leg.
Wavy Crockett: Anaquin kicks out!!
RJ glances at the referee for a moment before she gets up and once again goes to the top.
Wavy Crockett: This is like a cruiserweight match; all this damn flying.
RJ leaps off, stomping with both feet on the midsection of Adams who immediately grabs her stomach.
Wavy Crockett: It’s like these two ladies each drink a Red bull before coming out here. Cause they got wings!
RJ goes for the pin, again.
Ray Hudson: Anaquin kicks out again!
RJ slaps the mat in frustration as she slides out of the ring.
Wavy Crockett: And now she’s going back to the outside.
RJ looks around for a moment, then pulls up the ring apron, glancing underneath.
Wavy Crockett: She’s looking for something, Ray!
RJ pulls out a table and positions the table on the ring apron and the guardrailing.
Ray Hudson: Oh boy…
RJ slides back in the ring as Adams is slowly getting to her feet. She pulls her close to the ropes and then hooks her in and executes a fallaway slam trying to throw her over the top and onto the table, but Adams lands on her feet on the apron.
Wavy Crockett: Phew! That was close!
Adams enters the ring and nails RJ with a series of forearms, driving her back into the ropes and then Adams whips her across, but RJ comes off with a springboard moonsault forcing Adams back down on the mat.
Ray Hudson: These two women are gonna steal the show!
RJ again moves to the corner and climbs up the turnbuckle again as she measures Adams before leaping off with another double stomp, but Adams rolls out of the way and as RJ lands, Adams sweeps at her legs, tripping her and sending her down.
Wavy Crockett: Man, these women are crazy!
Adams crawls towards the ropes and then makes her way to her feet as RJ charges her. Adams backdrops her over the top rope and through the table that RJ set up, as the crowd pops loud!!!
Wavy Crockett: Ah man!!! She went through!!!
Adams pulls back on the top rope and slingshots herself over the top and splashes onto RJ, as she lies in a pile of smashed table.
Ray Hudson: Putting her through the table wasnt enough, I guess…
Adams crawls away from RJ, and uses the ring apron to pull herself to her feet, before climbing to the ring apron.
Ray Hudson: I’m starting to agree with you about the Redbull theory…
Adams turns away from RJ, still down on the broken table and she takes one more look back before she moonsaults off the apron.
Wavy Crockett: Anaquin isn’t going to make it back to her company.
RJ rolls free though, and Adams crashes onto the floor, face first.
Ray Hudson: Damn! She may not!
RJ gets to her feet and leans against the apron for a moment, catching her breath as Adams hasn’t moved yet.
Ray Hudson: It’s crazy, Wavy.
RJ walks over and pulls up Adams and slowly rolls her into the ring. She crawls in after her and covers.
Wavy Crockett: Not enough.
Robi just sits up and looks down at Adams for a moment, who starts to roll over.
Ray Hudson: Will there be enough?
RJ gets to her feet and she grabs Adams by the hair, and hooks her in and lifts her up into a suplex position, before dropping her right on her head with a brainbuster.
Ray Hudson: Brainbuster to the Universal Superstar!
RJ moves to the corner and climbs up, leaping off with a moonsault.
Wavy Crockett: Going for a moonsault!
Adams gets her knees up though, and RJ lands right on those knees as she rolls off and clutches at her stomach.
Ray Hudson: But Anaquin puts her knees up!!
Adams rolls over onto her stomach, holding the back of her neck as she slowly struggles to get to her feet.
Wavy Crockett: They gon legit kill themselves in this match.
Adams looks at the corner and then moves in that direction, as she slowly begins to climb.
Ray Hudson: I’ve never seen folks go to the top rope as much as this chick.
But Mitchell is to her feet and she charges in and pushes Adams off the turnbuckle, as Adams falls to the outside, hitting her head on the guardrailing on the outside.
Ray Hudson: Oh my goodness!!
RJ leans into the corner, as she catches her breath. Adams slowly crawls towards to ring apron and as she gets to her feet, the camera catches the blood flowing down her face.
Wavy Crockett: Anaquin is bleeding! And Forge isn’t even in this match!
RJ kicks at Adams’ face, sending her back down to the floor.
Ray Hudson: But she’s going up against his wife, nonetheless.
RJ runs to the far ropes, rebounds and leaps, using the top rope as a launchpad as she sentons onto Adams on the outside.
Ray Hudson: RJ flying onto Anaquin once more.
Both wrestlers lie there for a moment before RJ slowly rolls off of Adams.
Wavy Crockett: I’m sweating already, Ray. And this is only the beginning of the night.
RJ gets to her feet and pulls up Adams, then whips her towards the ringpost, but Adams reverses it and RJ crashes into the steel post, falling to the floor.
Wavy Crockett: Ouch!
Adams leans against the apron and then pushes off, lifting the ring apron and looking underneath before pulling out another table.
Ray Hudson: Another table?!
Adams sets it up on the floor and then turns to RJ, who is also bleeding now.
Ray Hudson: And now Robi is bleeding!!
Adams sets RJ up and lifts her up for a powerbomb.
Wavy Crockett: She bout to powerbomb her through the table!
While in the air, RJ starts to rain down punches to the forehead of Adams, but Adams just drops her down with a sitout powerbomb.
Ray Hudson: She powerbombed her, but not through the table.
Adams uses her arm to wipe at the blood on her face and then pulls up RJ dragging her towards the table.
Wavy Crockett: She bout to get her through it now!
Adams rolls RJ onto the table before sliding back into the ring.
Ray Hudson: This doesn’t look like it’s going to end well…
Adams takes a look back at RJ before charging to the opposite rope, bouncing back and leaping into the air, dropping a leg onto RJ, sending them both through the table, crushing it underneath them.
Ray Hudson: Through the table!! Through the table!!
The fans chant, “This Is Awesome!!!”
Wavy Crockett: This IS awesome…
Adams gets to her feet and pulls up RJ, rolling her back into the ring.
Ray Hudson: How is she up so fast?
Adams slides back in and struggles to get to her feet.
Wavy Crockett: She can barely walk…
Adams stumbles to the center of the ring and pulls RJ up to a standing position, before spinning around and smacking her with a spinning backfist.
Wavy Crockett: Fuck!!
Adams then spins the other way, nailing her with another spinning backfist, dropping the Shieldmaiden to the mat.
Wavy Crockett: Lawd!!!
Adams stumbles into the corner and begins to climb. She gets to the top, and turns around to face her opponent.
Ray Hudson: A lot of high flying action in this one, for sure.
Adams raises her hands up in the air and screams, before leaping off and dropping a knee to the forehead of RJ, nailing Thor’s Hammer, her finish.
Ray Hudson: And that would be Thor’s Hammer!!!
Adams covers and hooks a leg.
Wavy Crockett: So this might be it?
Ray Hudson: Nooooooooo!! How in the hell?!
The crowd starts chanting “Holy shit!” again, as Adams looks at the referee who is calling off the pinfall.
Ray Hudson: How did Robi kick out of that??
Adams mimics a three count and the referee tells her no.
Wavy Crockett: It’s not over…
Adams runs her fingers through her hair as RJ lays there on the mat. The red of Adams’ blood is mingling with the green of her hair, as she rolls over and slowly gets to her feet.
Wavy Crockett: Christmas colors!
Adams stumbles to the corner and starts to climb again.
Ray Hudson: Watching this chaotic match, and you’re thinking about Christmas, Wavy?
Wavy Crockett: Her hair is now Christmas colors…
Just as before, she turns to face her opponent and leaps off with another knee, but RJ barely rolls out of the way, as Adams connects with the mat, rolling over clutching at her knee.
Ray Hudson: Next you’ll be saying they’re flying around like reigndeer.
RJ grabs at her forehead as she curses, rolling over and getting to her knees.
Wavy Crockett: Ha! That’s a good one, Ray.
RJ sees Adams grabbing that knee and she crawls over and takes that leg and several times drives her own knee into the knee of the Universal Superstar.
Ray Hudson: Robi is trying to destroy that knee!
RJ kicks at Adams, sending her outside to the floor, and then rolls out after her.
Ray Hudson: And they’ve been spending a lot of time outside of the ring…
RJ wipes at her own blood, still flowing down her face, as she then turns and looks under the ring, pulling out a chair.
Wavy Crockett: There’s no countouts, Ray…
Ray Hudson: And now she has a damn steel chair!
RJ stalks over and raises that chair high, before bringing it down hard on the knee of Adams; who cries out in pain, placing her hands over that knee to try and protect it, as she tries to scoot away from the Shieldmaiden.
Wavy Crockett: Give RJ credit. She’s doing her best to finish Anaquin.
RJ tosses the chair down, and then pulls up Adams and rolls her into the ring. But only far enough to grab that leg and whip it against the ring post several times before she’s satisfied.
Ray Hudson: She is indeed absolutely destroying her opponent’s knee.
Adams scoots backwards into the ring, clutching at the knee as RJ slides into the ring.
Ray Hudson: And they’re back in the ring where the falls can take place.
Both wrestlers are beaten and bloody as RJ pulls Adams to her feet. Mitchell runs past Adams and springboards off the ropes with Maiden’s Mercy on Anaquin Adams.
Ray Hudson: Maiden’s Mercy!!!
RJ sits up, dusts off her hands and then covers.
Ray Hudson: WHAT THE FUCK?!!! How in the blue hell?!!!
Now RJ drives a series of fists into the midsection of Adams before she turns to the referee and starts complaining about the count.
Wavy Crockett: Mrs. Forge is an animal just like her husband.
All of a sudden, from behind, however Adams manages to roll her up.
Ray Hudson: Wait a minute…
Ray Hudson: She kicks out!
RJ gets up and quickly nails Adams with a kick to the face, putting her back down on the mat.
Wavy Crockett: RJ is really staying on top of Anaquin at this point of the match.
RJ pulls her back up onto her feet and runs off to the ropes again for a repeat of her finish but as she springboards off and tries to hit the DDT, Adams holds fast and then falls back into a Northern Light’s suplex.
Ray Hudson: Wow!!! Hell of a reversal by Anaquin!!!
Both wrestlers lie on the mat, catching their wind as the fans start chanting “Fight Forever!!!”
Wavy Crockett: No no, guys. They’ve fought long enough…
Ray Hudson: The fans are really into this match…
Adams finally pulls RJ into the center of the ring and hooks her legs around one arm while grabbing the other and locks in her Rings of Saturn submission finish, as RJ yells out in pain.
Ray Hudson: And this is the Rings of Saturn. This could very well be it.
Adams clamps hard on the move and the referee is right in there asking for a submission and watching for a tap, but RJ continues to shake her head.
Wavy Crockett: Don’t give up, RJ!!! What would Jesus do?!
Ray Hudson: I don’t believe that Robi believes in Jesus, Wavy….
As it looks like she’s going to tap out, RJ tries to maneuver around until she’s able to place a foot over the bottom rope, forcing the break as Adams quickly releases the hold.
Wavy Crockett: But she has the power of Jesus, surely!!!
Ray Hudson: Oh boy…
RJ lies on the mat as Adams seems to be getting another wind, as she quickly gets to her feet and walks around, building this crowd into a frenzy as she’s certain this one is almost over.
Ray Hudson: And Anaquin is back to her feet, and Phoenix is loving this match.
Adams pulls up RJ and sends her into the ropes, but RJ leaps, springboarding off the ropes and moonsaulting back onto Adams.
Ray Hudson: Moonsault!!!
Wavy Crockett: It’s gonna probably take more than that, Robi…
Both wrestlers get to their knees and face each other, while RJ drives her head into the head of Adams, who responds with a headbutt of her own.
Wavy Crockett: I know these ladies aren’t exchanging headbutts now…
The two superstars exchange headbutts several times before RJ reaches up and rakes at the eyes of Adams, as blood begins to flow again down both of their faces.
Ray Hudson: This match is crazy!!!
Adams staggers to her feet and then drives a knee into the face of RJ, sending her back to the ground.
Ray Hudson: Someone’s gotta give!
Adams leans against the ropes, clearing her vision when she sees RJ down, she runs across the ropes, stepping over RJ, and bouncing off the far ropes before flipping around and nailing a legdrop across the throat of the Shieldmaiden.
Wavy Crockett: I think they say that that Redbull lasts for about five hours, Ray.
Ray Hudson: Lord….
Adam is back to her feet. She’s pointing to the turnbuckle as the crowd pops.
Ray Hudson: And this may be it!
Adams moves to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle, pointing down at RJ as she flies off for another kneedrop, but RJ moves out of the way as Adams crashes once again to the mat.
Ray Hudson: Robi moves!!!
They both get to their feet as RJ runs to the ropes, springboards off with Maiden’s Mercy on Adams!!!
Ray Hudson: Maiden’s Mercy!!!
Wavy Crockett: The second one!
RJ turns to drape an arm across the chest of the fallen Superstar.
Wavy Crockett: This is it!
Ray Hudson: It’s over!!!
DING DING DING
“Jeckyl and Hyde” begins to play as throughout the arena.
Byron Brown: And the winner of this match… Robi Jean Mitchell!!!
The Shieldmaidens make their way down to ringside as RJ gets to her feet, and the referee raises her hand.
Ray Hudson: What the hell are they doing out here?!
RJ looks down on the fallen Adams as the rest of her group slide into the ring. They start to move in on the Universal Superstar, but RJ stops them.
Wavy Crockett: Chill, Ray! They’re just coming to show love.
RJ reaches down to offer a hand to Adams, who looks up at her. After a few long moments, Adams accepts the outstretched hand and RJ pulls her to her feet. They maintain the grip on each other’s hand, as they exchange a few words before RJ raises Adams’ hand in the air and then Adams takes a step back and offers a bow to RJ before she leaves the ring.
Ray Hudson: Well….. I apologise. A show of respect from Robi Jean Mitchell…
Adams walks around the ring, slapping hands with the fans on her way back to the lockeroom as RJ’s theme continues to play.
Wavy Crockett: You’re always so judgmental, Ray.
Ray Hudson: Yet you’re the one in a match tonight, for running your mouth…
The remaining Shieldmaidens congratulate their leader on a great match and a great win.
“Rise” by David Guetta featuring Skylar Grey plays throughout the arena, as the cameras focus in on Ray Hudson and Wavy Crockett.
Ray Hudson: Well, we are about to head into our Inter-Promotional Tag Team Match between Mile High Wrestling and Hardcore Championship Wrestling. This match has really been building up for longer, but here is where it really fired up…
Wednesday, June 27, 2018
Robert climbs into the ring and begins asking Byron Brown for a mic. On the outside of the ring, Byron hands Robert a mic, as the music fades.
Robert Mack: Welcome Denver to Mile High Wrestling!!!!
The fans cheer for that.
Robert Mack: Mile High Wrestling….
Robert smirks, and looks over to the front row.
Robert Mack: But tonight, the HcW General Manager Biff Franklin is in attendance.
Robert points over at Biff Franklin, as the camera focuses in on him enjoying the show in the front row.
Robert Mack: Thanks for being here tonight. You’re doing a great job fixing that place, sir. Too bad you weren’t around when I was there. I imagine we could’ve done big things…
Robert shrugs, then looks off towards the stage area.
Robert Mack: And tonight, we have the HcW World Heavyweight Champion Tyke Index in the building!!!
The fans start chanting, “Tyke Index!!!”
Robert Mack: That’s right! We’ve been waiting!! So without further adieu, let’s bring out my old friend Tyke right now!!!
An aura falls over the arena as the opening guitar line to “Box Full of Sharp Objects” by The Used blasts across the PA. Strobe lights shiver across the darklit ceiling and entrance way. Tyke Index can be seen in his full glory – black hoody over his head giving him the look of a stealth assasin.
Ray Hudson: This is really a surreal moment…
Tyke slowly walks down to the ring as the crowd goes crazy for the HcW World Heavyweight Champion. As he enters the ring he then leans back in the corner looking almost stoned and disullusioned.
Wavy Crockett: You know why they call him the King of Coke Mountain?
Ray Hudson: Yes.
Wavy Crockett: Because he does a lot of Coke, Ray.
Ray Hudson: I said “yes”….
As the music fades, Robert hands Tyke an extra mic.
Robert Mack: Motherfucking Tyke Index!!!
The fans erupt, as Robert and Tyke exchange smirks.
Tyke Index: I appreciate you, Rob. I’ve been keeping my eye on Mile High, and you’ve really been doing a good job.
Robert Mack: I appreciate THAT. And we go way back. We’ve had some very interesting times in HcW. It’s an honor to finally have you here…
Robert extends his hand, and Tyke shakes it.
Tyke Index: Yeah, we used to get lit all over the world. Good times, indeed.
Robert Mack: I miss those nights, bro. It’s too bad I had to leave. But at the same time…..no regrets..
Tyke halfway smiles and nods his head.
Robert Mack: We see what I’ve done since those days, but let’s talk about you. We see you got the belt…
Tyke Index: Yes! Of coarse I did..
Tyke looks down at his belt and smirks.
Tyke Index: I won the championship again, and I even retired the legendary Taurus. I’m on top of the world…
Robert nods and smiles.
Tyke Index: And you, you are doing real well with Mile High Wrestling. I see you slowly getting the attention of the wrestling world. You’re building a helluva brand here, Rob.
Robert mouths thank you to Tyke, as the fans start chanting “YES!”
Ray Hudson:. A lot of love for Mile High..
Robert Mack: Thank you…
Robert and Tyke look around the Magness Arena at the fans.
Tyke Index: But if I can be honest….
Tyke seems to look real serious, now.
Tyke Index: I was a little disappointed when you left, man.
Robert looks sorry.
Tyke Index: I mean….I used to stand up for you when you went head up with management. Your heart was HcW. Your passion was undeniable. And I used to tell them that, when it seemed like they didn’t really know it.
Tyke shakes his head.
Tyke Index: And then you just gave up. You and Sam…
Robert raises an eyebrow, still looking a little sorry.
Tyke Index: You just left me. You left HcW. When it needed you the most…
Slight boos are heard in the crowd.
Ray Hudson: Things getting a little uncomfortable…
Robert Mack: Well……to be fair, Tyke…….you were the man there. Even if I would’ve won the big one, at some point I was going to have to face you. And let’s face it…..I didn’t stand a chance.
Robert smiles at Tyke, trying to ease the mood.
Robert Mack: So if you were the man in HcW, and my passion needed a stage more fitting for my shine, I had to leave and take my own journey, Tyke.
Tyke just looks at Robert, with a blank expression.
Robert Mack: And now I’m making way more money than I was in HcW. I own my own company, Tyke.
Robert slightly laughs.
Robert Mack: And now you work for me….
Out of nowhere, HcW’s Lance Mikes slides into the ring and attacks Robert from behind.
Ray Hudson: Wait a damn minute!
Wavy Crockett: Oh damn!
Tyke looks on for a moment, as Lance gets on top of Robert and starts throwing rights into his face with impact.
Ray Hudson: Was this a set up??!!
Tyke Index starts asking Lance what he’s doing, but Lance ignores it and keeps pounding away at Robert’s face.
Wavy Crockett: They set us up! HcW set us up!
All four Mile High referees are out, and two of them start holding Tyke back, while two of them start pulling Lance off of Robert.
Ray Hudson: This is just bullshit!
All of a sudden the fans erupt, and Lance Mikes rolls out of the ring and takes off through the crowd, as the cameras show our new Co-General Manager Duece Holmes sliding into the ring, wondering what the hell is going on.
Wavy Crockett: There goes this goofball trying to save the day. If he wouldn’t have been tweeting about #QuagCup every second, he may have caught Lance Mikes before he even got out here!
Duece checks on Robert, as Tyke looks on in shock. Tyke looks over at Biff Franklin in the front row, and Biff is shaking his head in disappointment.
Ray Hudson: Do you think they were in on it, Wavy?
Duece turns to Tyke and looks at him disappointed. Tyke starts trying to convince him that he had nothing to do with that.
Wavy Crockett: I don’t know. Everything seems very fishy…
Duece is calling Tyke a liar and is in Tyke Index’s face now.
Ray Hudson: Uh oh!
The referees are holding the two men back from each other.
Deuce Holmes & Snakebite vs Tyke Index & Lance Mikes
Wavy Crockett: And it’s time!
As feedback overtakes the arena, a single spotlight shines brightly on the black curtain at the gorilla position, as we come back from our commercial break. The spotlight lowers on to two bare feet poking out from under the black curtain.
Ray Hudson: A lot of rumours circulating about Deuce Holmes, over the last few days.
As the opening and recognizable riff of “I Wanna Be Your Dog” by Iggy Pop hits the speakers, Deuce Holmes pushes the curtain aside and quickly makes his way to the ring.
Byron Brown: The following match is the Mile High Wrestling versus HcW Inter-Promotional Tag Team Match! And it’s for one fall!!! Making his way to the ring first… representing Mile High Wrestling… weighing in at 205 pounds….. from Hakodate-shi, Hokkaido Sapporo, Japan……. he is Co-General Manager of Mile High Wrestling… Deuce Holmes!!!
At ringside, Deuce steps up on the apron and wipes off his bare feet. Through the middle ropes he enters.
Wavy Crockett: Please cut this crap off. Cause it’s not music….
The lights go out and start flickering green and purple to the beat of “Problem” by Webbie & Boosie BadAzz. As the intro of the song plays, the camera pans around the crowd. Then as soon as the hook begins, the camera focuses on the stage area, where Snakebite slowly walks out from behind the curtain, wearing his bright green fuzzy armless jacket. The crowd gets loud.
Byron Brown: And his tag team partner… weighing in at 200 pounds….. residing in Denver, Colorado……. Snakebite!!!
The camera focuses in on Snakebite’s face, as he shows an unsettling smile. He mouths “got a problem?, right before the hook ends. As soon as the first verse begins, he begins walking down the ramp, with a disgusted look on his face.
Ray Hudson: A lot of Snakebite fans in Phoenix, Arizona tonight.
Snakebite walks up the stairs of the ring during the last two bars of the first verse, and grabs the ring post as the hook kicks back in. Snakebite looks around the crowd, before stepping onto the apron, and climbing through the ropes, as the crowd gets louder. Snakebite holds both middle fingers up to the crowd, and walks around the ring, to assure every fan gets the middle finger. Every fan happily holds their middle fingers in the air, at the same time. He then slides his jacket off, as the song fades away, and the lights return to normal.
Wavy Crockett: It’s weird seeing our boss in facepaint, looking like he’s the newest member of the Insane Clown Posse.
An aura falls over the arena as the opening guitar line to “Box Full of Sharp Objects” by the Used blasts across the PA. Strobe lights shiver across the darklit ceiling and entrance way. Tyke Index can be seen in his full glory – HcW World Heavyweight Championship belt around his waist, and black hoody over his head giving him the look of a stealth assasin.
Byron Brown: And their opponents… representing Hardcore Championship Wrestling….. first.. weighing in at 225 pounds….. residing in New York City, New York……. he is the HcW World Heavyweight Champion… Tyke Index!!!
Tyke slowly walks down to the ring as the crowd goes crazy for the HcW World Heavyweight Champion. As he enters the ring, he then leans back in the corner looking almost stoned and disullusioned.
Wavy Crockett: So unprofessional, Ray. This guy is obviously high on drugs…
“Always” By Saliva begins to play over the sound system in the arena. The fans are fifty-fifty cheering and booing as they know who is about to come. After the lyrics “Always Always Always Always… I just cant live without you” begin to play, out walks Lance Mikes with a smug smile on his face, wearing a Defiance t-shirt.
Byron Brown: And his tag team partner… weighing in at 247 pounds….. from Manchester, England……. he is the Owner of Hardcore Championship Wrestling… Lance Mikes!!!
Lance walks down the ring slowly to get in the mind of his opponents. He walks up the ring steps and gets in the ring under the top rope. The lights dim and he spins around in the middle of the ring with his arms stretched out to his sides. He stops in the middle as the spot light focuses on him.
Ray Hudson: No one ever would have imagined Lance Mikes to step foot in Robert Mack’s wrestling ring. This is a big deal, Wavy…
Lance bends a knee towards the entrance ramp and the other leg straight and flexes his muscles, as fireworks go off behind. After the fireworks finish, he steps up straight and the lights come back on slowly. He stands in his corner with his fingers from both hands interlocked. He begins twisting his wrists to loosen the joints as he awaits the bell.
DING DING DING
Referee John Vigil has called for the the bell, and both teams get face to face. Lance Mikes sends a Full Stop into Snakebite right off the bat, sending Snakebite flying out of the ring to the concrete floor.
Wavy Crockett: Well damn!! Wasting no time!
Deuce Holmes looks back at Snakebite, and as soon as he turns back to Defiance, Tyke begins throwing rights at him.
Ray Hudson: HcW gaining control early on.
Wavy Crockett: They are called Defiance, Ray!
As Snakebite gets to his feet on the outside, Lance Mikes comes flying out of the ring with a suicide dive!
Ray Hudson: My goodness!!
Lance Mikes quickly gets to his feet and brings Snakebite to his, before viciously throwing Snakebite into the ring steps.
Ray Hudson: Lance Mikes is destroying Snakebite!
Tyke Index throws Deuce Holmes to the outside of the ring, opposite of Snakebite and Lance Mikes, by the commentary table.
Ray Hudson: The referee has lost control of this match already.
Tyke Index rolls out of the ring, and quickly begins clearing the commentary table off.
Wavy Crockett: Hold on, homie! Watchu doing to our table?
Lance Mikes has come around the ring by Tyke and Deuce, as Tyke and Lance communicate something to each other.
Ray Hudson: I think he is about to put Deuce Holmes through it.
Tyke gets Deuce to his feet and lifts him up in the air, placing him up on Lance Mikes in powerbomb position.
Ray Hudson: Well, THEY are.
Tyke assists Lance Mikes in powerbombing Deuce through the announce table!!!
Wavy Crockett: Damn!!!
Both Lance Mikes and Tyke Index roll back into the ring, as there are mixed reactions from the loud Phoenix crowd.
Wavy Crockett: Defiance is on fire in Phoenix!
The referee is yelling at the HcW superstars, as they smile.
Ray Hudson: John needs to restore some order…
Snakebite rolls back into the ring, as the referee tries to restore order.
Wavy Crockett: Here comes Rob!
Ray Hudson: Snakebite…
Wavy Crockett: Rob with make-up…
Tyke Index goes to his corner, and steps out onto the apron.
Ray Hudson: Well, it looks like we’re starting with Snakebite and Lance Mikes…
Snakebite throws a right into Lance’s face, and Lance returns a right to Snakebite.
Wavy Crockett: Here we go!
The two superstars exchange rights for a few seconds, before Lance Mikes clotheslines Snakebite down.
Ray Hudson: Lance Mikes getting the upper hand in that exchange.
Snakebite gets back to his feet and Lance Mikes dropkicks him right back down.
Ray Hudson: And staying in control!
Lance yells at Snakebite that he will never be able to hang with the man.
Wavy Crockett: Until Snakebite gets up and injects your ass with venom, boy!
Ray Hudson: Why did that sound gay to me?
Lance looks over at Tyke, pointing down to Snakebite, and yells that he still sucks. The fans boo.
Wavy Crockett: THAT sounded gay to ME.
Tyke wants in, and Lance Mikes tags him in.
Ray Hudson: Tyke is in the ring now.
Snakebite is back to his feet and Tyke Index runs at him with a gore, taking him right back down.
Ray Hudson: GORE!!!
Tyke grabs Snakebite’s arm, and hooks him into an arm triangle choke.
Wavy Crockett: Snakebite isn’t that great, is he?
The ref is checking on Snakebite, as Lance Mikes is shown shaking his head smiling.
Wavy Crockett: I mean, The Titaness destroyed him a couple of months ago. And he isn’t doing too well tonight.
Snakebite starts getting to his knees, while Tyke Index holds onto the submission the best he can.
Ray Hudson: Snakebite wasn’t popular in HcW for nothing., Wavy.
Snakebite is able to get to his feet, lifting Tyke into the air and slamming him back down to the mat.
Ray Hudson: See! Give him a chance. He’s facing two very talented superstars. And at this point, he’s facing then by himself…
The fans are cheering, and Snakebite grabs Tyke’s ankle. But Tyke quickly starts kicking Snakebite off, causing him to stumble backwards.
Wavy Crockett: I don’t know. I think Rob should stick to running the show…
Tyke gets to his feet and Snakebite charges him, but Tyke stops him with a kick to the gut.
Ray Hudson: The HcW World Heavyweight Champion in control.
Tyke Index quickly gives Snakebite the Total Definition!!!
Ray Hudson: And that’s the Total Definition!!!
Lance wants back in the match, and Tyke takes notice.
Wavy Crockett: This could be over right here.
Tyke tags his partner back into the match, as Snakebite crawls towards the ropes.
Wavy Crockett: Should’ve just pinned him.
Snakebite starts pulling himself up using the ropes, as Lance looks on grinning.
Ray Hudson: I guess Lance wants to be the one to finish him.
All of sudden the fans get super loud, as the cameras show HcW’s Scythe Bloodline hopping the guardrail.
Wavy Crockett: What is this?!
Tyke hops down from the ring apron, as Scythe comes flying at him with a missile dropkick.
Ray Hudson: That’s Scythe Bloodline from HcW!! He’ll be fighting Tyke Index for the belt at their next Pay-Per View; Hardcore Kingdom!
Scythe starts punching away at Tyke Index, as security tries to break it up.
Ray Hudson: I believe Tyke injured Scythe recently. And now he’s back!
As soon as Snakebite gets to his feet inside the ring, Lance Mikes sends him the second Full Stop of the night, causing Snakebite to stumble back into the ropes. Snakebite bounces right back to Lance, who gives him The Ending!!!
Ray Hudson: Oh no! Oh no! Wait..
Lance Mikes rolls Snakebite right into a pin.
Wavy Crockett: Damn…
DING DING DING
Wavy Crockett: We lost….
“Always” by Saliva plays throughout the arena, as Lance Mikes gets to his feet laughing.
Byron Brown: And the winners of this match… representing Hardcore Championship Wrestling….. Lance Mikes and Tyke Index!!!
Security have blocked Scythe from Tyke, and Scythe starts to leave on his own accord.
Wavy Crockett: Rob just embarrassed us…
Lance Mikes celebrates HcW’s victory, alone.
Ray Hudson: Lance Mikes and Tyke Index are victorious…
Tyke is on the outside trying to get to his feet, blood dripping from his bottom lip.
Wavy Crockett: Looks like that gothic dude busted Tyke Index open.
Tyke finally realizes the match is over, and Lance Mikes is celebrating.
Wavy Crockett: If Rob ever dresses up as Snakebite again, I’m walking out on Mile High. Straight up!
Tyke Index rolls into the ring to celebrate with his partner.
Ray Hudson: Tyke finally joining Lance in the ring.
Both superstars each get into a corner, climbing up to the middle rope, and put their arms in the air. Tyke looks a little woozy.
Ray Hudson: I think a doctor needs to check on Tyke.
Tyke looks down at Snakebite, who is laying there looking up with his eyes open, without a blink.
Wavy Crockett: I don’t think Tyke looks that way because of that gothic dude. I think he looks that way because of all that damn booger sugar.
Tyke jumps down to the ring mat, walking over to Snakebite.
Ray Hudson: Come on now, Wavy..
Tyke extends his hand to Snakebite, as Lance takes notice with his eyebrow raised.
Wavy Crockett: What’s this?
Snakebite grabs Tyke’s hand, and Tyke pulls Snakebite to his feet. He says a few words to Snakebite, before putting him on the back.
Ray Hudson: It looks like Tyke is showing Snakebite some respect.
Tyke exits the ring, as Lance looks on confused.
Wavy Crockett: Lance Mikes doesn’t seem too happy about it..
The music fades away as Snakebite and Lance Mikes make eye contact.
Ray Hudson: Well, Lance doesn’t have respect for anybody.
Snakebite says something, and both superstars step up to each other.
Wavy Crockett: They bout to fight again…
Snakebite says something and then shrugs, and Lance says something back in a serious tone.
Ray Hudson: Better send some more officials out here…
Snakebite closes his eyes and by reading his lips, you can see he is saying “I’m sorry…”
Wavy Crockett: Did he just apologise?
Ray Hudson: I think so…
Snakebite extends his hand and Lance looks down at it, thinking. The fans are on their feet, wondering what is about to happen.
Wavy Crockett: Rob is about to get slapped….
Lance looks around the arena at the cheering fans, and then into Snakebite’s eyes.
Ray Hudson: Yeah, I don’t think this is going to end well…
Lance nods his head and shakes Snakebite’s hand, pulling him in for a hug. The crowd erupts in cheers, as “Always” by Saliva begins playing again.
Ray Hudson: Wow….
Snakebite looks Lance directly in the eyes and says “Thank you”, before turning and raising Lance’s hand into the air.
Ray Hudson: I can’t believe this is actually happening…
Snakebite gets out of the ring, allowing Lance his spotlight.
Wavy Crockett: Peace has been made!
Mile High Wrestling Interviewer Jordan Hagan is standing with Mile High Wrestling Champion Candi Bratton in front of a The Rise of Phoenix display, as the crowd begins to chant for Candi. Candi is standing there with her Mile High Wrestling Championship on her shoulder.
Jordan Hagan: I am now standing by with our very own Mile High Wrestling Champion; “Tattle Tail” Candi Bratton. How are you feeling on this very special night, Ms. Bratton?
Candi glares at Jordan when he calls her ‘Ms.’
Candi Bratton: Listen here, kid. First of all, don’t call me Ms. or ma’am. Call me Candi Bratton. Secondly, I feel just fine. It may be a special night for you, but I’ve been in this position hundreds of times in my life and some of those in the back may be getting butterflies or bubble gut, I’m just waiting until I get into that ring and get my hands on Scrubs and walks out of here still the Mile High Champion.
Jordan Hagan: I apologise, Candi Bratton. Tonight will be your very first title defense since winning the belt six weeks ago. Do you feel like Skrabz is the right choice for a challenger?
Candi Bratton: I’m not one to question someone’s life choices because I feel that people can do whatever the fuck they want. Whether Scrubs is the right person to be challenging for this title? Well, only he can answer that when he steps into the ring. If he chokes, then obviously he wasn’t the right person. If he puts up a good showing and we put on a good fight for these fans, then perhaps he was the right one. All that I can say, is that after tonight – nothing will change and we will need a new number one contender when I pin or submit him.
Jordan Hagan: You seem to have all eyes on you, back here in the locker room. Superstars are coming from all angles to take you out. Is it a lot of pressure being the champ?
Candi Bratton: Do I look like I am feeling pressure? I’ve taken on every match that has been thrown my way. Those so-called superstars in the back, they want to complain about how I win my matches and how I got this title, but there’s nothing stopping them from stepping up and that’s what they’re gonna have to do. Step the fuck up. All the matches I’ve lost have been tag matches and do you think for one minute I give a fuck about tag matches? I am not a tag wrestler. I’m a single. I am the motherfucking Mile High Champion. So, they can complain all they want and cry like the pussies that they are, but until they pin my shoulders down in a singles match, I’m still gonna be the goddamned face of this company.
Jordan Hagan: When you first came into the company, it seemed like you were fighting with fans on a weekly basis. How is this change for you? It seems like the fans now love Candi Bratton.
Candi Bratton: I don’t go out there looking to get those cheers, but fans these days are smarter than they were years ago when I first started out. They cheer me because they know that everything about me is a hundred percent authentic. I’m not out here pretending to be something I’m not. But these fans can spot a fucking phony three blocks away. They can cheer me or boo me but in the end, I’m going to be what I’ve always been and that’s Candi Motherfucking Bratton.
Jordan Hagan: It’s no question that the world is curious about you and Emily Falls’ newfound alliance. Will Emily be out there for the main event tonight to support you?
Candi Bratton: There’s something good about that kid and who the fuck knows? She might actually be something someday. She’s at a crossroads now and I think her match tonight will push her one way or another. So, I guess we will see what happens later tonight.
Jordan Hagan: Any last minute words before your huge main event match?
Candi Bratton: You think I haven’t already talked enough here? Holy shit, man. How much more do you want me to say? I’m the fucking Mile High Champion. When it’s all said and done, I’ll still be the Mile High Champion and all those so-called superstars in the back had better motherfucking step up because I’m gonna need a new challenger.
Jordan Hagan: Thank you for your time, Candi Bratton.
Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton vs Alex “Bullet” Carbajal
The cameras return to the arena, where “You’re Going Down” by Sick Puppies begins playing throughout. As the actual lyrics start up, Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton saunters down the ramp. A sense of determination and resolve can always be found in her eyes. Despite wearing a more stern and serious expression, she’s not one to ignore any fans or supporters. Every now and again, she gives a wave or slight smirk. More often than not, however, The Titaness sticks to her more serious and stoic look.
Byron Brown: The following contest is the Final Round in the Mile High Wrestling Phoenix Championship Tournament, and will be a Ladder Match to crown the inaugural Phoenix Champion!!!!! Introducing first… weighing in at 145 pounds….. from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida……. Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton!!!
When Sam finally gets in front of the ropes, she opts to simply step over the top rope, before pacing around the ring, awaiting her opponent.
Ray Hudson: The Titaness looking to make history tonight!
The lights dim as the Shieldmaidens motto “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes over the Tron as guitar stabs ring out. Concrete Blonde’s “God Is A Bullet” starts up in earnest.
Byron Brown: And her opponent… weighing in at 135 pounds….. from New Orleans, Louisiana……. Alex ” Bullet” Carbajal!!!
Alex “Bullet” Carbajal makes her way out in a full length boxing robe, ready for war. The Shieldmaiden makes her way to the ring and steps in, starting to shadowbox the second she steps in. She raises her hands into the air and then nods, ready to go.
DING DING DING
Senior Referee Michael Mack has called for the bell, as The Titaness wastes no time taking Bullet down with a clothesline.
Ray Hudson: And The Titaness is wasting no time!!!
Bullet gets back to her feet to get hit with another clothesline.
Ray Hudson: Another clothesline!
Bullet gets right back to her feet to get hit with a third clothesline.
Ray Hudson: And another!!
Bullet stumbles back to her feet, and this time Sam takes her down with a spear.
Wavy Crockett: Damn!
Bullet slowly gets back to her feet, and is met with a spinebuster.
Ray Hudson: And a spinebuster to the Shieldmaiden!
Sam hypes up, as the fans in Phoenix go nuts.
Wavy Crockett: The Titaness is on one. She wants that belt!
Bullet gets to her feet again, and Sam DDTs her right into the mat.
Ray Hudson: DDT!!
Sam runs her thumb across her neck, signafying the end.
Ray Hudson: Samantha wants to end this already!
Sam pulls Bullet to her feet and gives her the Wrath of the Titans!!!
Ray Hudson: Wrath of the Titans!!!!
Sam looks around the Talking Stick Resort Arena, on her knees, for a moment, before rolling out of the ring.
Wavy Crockett: This reminds me of her first few matches here in Mile High….
Sam grabs one of the ladders positioned on the outside and brings it into the ring.
Ray Hudson: Samantha is coming for that belt!!
Sam sets the ladder up, directly under the Phoenix Championship.
Wavy Crockett: So quickly…
Bullet is already getting to her feet.
Ray Hudson: Bullet is not done yet!
Sam shakes her head, smirking, and approaches Bullet.
Wavy Crockett: The confidence on The Titaness though…
Bullet turns around into a chokeslam from Sam.
Ray Hudson: Samantha chokeslams Bullet to the mat!
Sam smiles out at the crowd, before heading back to the ladder.
Wavy Crockett: Maybe THIS is it…
Sam climbs up to the first step of the ladder and realizes Bullet is already getting back up.
Wavy Crockett: Goddamn…
Sam raises her eyebrow and gets back down, walking back over to Bullet.
Ray Hudson: Samantha better give Bullet more of a beating if she wants to get up that ladder!
As Bullet gets to her feet, Sam puts her into position and powerbombs her with force.
Wavy Crockett: That’s gotta be it…
Sam goes back to the ladder and tries to climb again.
Ray Hudson: Maybe…
This time Sam is able to climb up the ladder.
Ray Hudson: She’s definitely almost there. And Bullet isn’t moving…
As Sam reaches the top, she looks up at the Phoenix Championship with a smile.
Wavy Crockett: She got it!!! So quickly!!!
All of a sudden, laying on the mat, Bullet lifts the bottom of the ladder sending Sam down, slingshotting off the ropes!!!
Wavy Crockett: Oh shit!!!
Bullet slowly pulls herself up to all fours.
Ray Hudson: Bullet has a chance!
Sam is already getting up, also.
Wavy Crockett: How the hell is Sam getting back up?
Both superstars get up at the same time, Sam holding her neck.
Ray Hudson: Samantha is feeling those ropes nonetheless.
Bullet starts throwing kicks and punches at Sam, trying to take The Titaness off of her feet.
Wavy Crockett: Look at Bullet fighting back!!
Sam send a superkick at Bullet, out of nowhere, knocking Alex Carbajal down.
Ray Hudson: Superkick to Bullet!
Bullet wobbles back to her feet, and Sam starts giving her body kicks.
Ray Hudson: Samantha showing Bullet she’s got some kicks of her own
One real hard kick spins Bullet around, and Sam runs up behind her with a bulldog.
Ray Hudson: And a bulldog takes down Alex Carbajal!
Sam grabs Bullet by the wrist and brings her to her feet.
Wavy Crockett: Who do you think is going to walk out with the gold, Ray?
Sam twists Bullet’s arm and begins to walk her to the corner of the ring.
Ray Hudson: Hard to tell this early…
Sam, still holding Bullet’s wrist, climbs up the turnbuckles and performs The Fall of Man on Bullet!
Ray Hudson: The Fall of Man!!!
Sam looks at the ladder, and sets it back up directly under the Phoenix Championship.
Ray Hudson: Might be The Titaness though…
Sam begins climbing the ladder again.
Wavy Crockett: That’s who I’m thinking.
Bullet is to her feet already, and is slowly climbing up the ladder.
Ray Hudson: Bullet is coming for The Titaness!!!
Sam doesn’t notice as she reaches the top, and grabs for the gold.
Wavy Crockett: Look out, girl!!
As Bullet gets higher, Sam notices her opponent climbing up towards her.
Ray Hudson: She sees her…
Sam shakes her head in frustration.
Wavy Crockett: She ain’t happy neither…
Bullet reaches the top, and Sam throws a punch.
Ray Hudson: Well, she can’t keep Alex down…
Bullet throws a punch of her own.
Ray Hudson: Now they’re exchanging punches at the top of the ladder!
Both superstars continue to exchange punches, until Bullet throws a hard right that almost knocks Sam off the ladder.
Wavy Crockett: Whoa…
Bullet actually performs her Sweating Bullets on top of the ladder, and Sam falls off the ladder to the mat, but somehow barely lands on her feet!!
Ray Hudson: Sweating Bullets!!!
Bullet looks up at the Phoenix Championship, as Sam quickly climbs back up the ladder.
Wavy Crockett: And Sam landed on her feet!!
Both superstars start exchanging punches again, this time with more power.
Ray Hudson: Exchanging more punches!
Sam grabs Bullet’s head and slams it into the top of the ladder, and then performs a facebreaker DDT from the top of the ladder!!!
Ray Hudson: Holy shit!!!
The fans start chanting “Holy Shit!”
Wavy Crockett: Wow!!!
Sam stumbles to her feet, holding the side of her leg in pain.
Ray Hudson: How does she keep getting back up?!
Sam gets Bullet back to her feet and quickly applies her Exiled To Tartarus sleeper hold on her.
Ray Hudson: Exiled To Tartarus!!!
Sam quickly puts Bullet to sleep, and rolls out of the ring.
Wavy Crockett: That young lady is sleep…
Sam reaches under the ring and pulls out a table, as the fans go nuts.
Ray Hudson: Uh oh! She’s got the table!!
Sam slides the table into the ring and follows behind.
Wavy Crockett: She ready to end this, for real.
Sam sets the table up on the side of the ladder.
Ray Hudson: The question is what is she about to do?
Sam walks back over to the Bullet, and gets her to her feet.
Wavy Crockett: Something not good…
Sam walks Bullet over to the table and lays her across it.
Ray Hudson: Oh boy…
The fans are on their feet, and Sam begins to climb up the ladder.
Wavy Crockett: She bout to jump off that bit huh?
Sam climbs to the top, turning around slowly, and sitting at the very top of the ladder, looking down at Bullet.
Ray Hudson: Looks like it!
All of a sudden, Bullet rolls off the table, opposite side of the ladder, and Sam jumps off anyways, connecting a diving crossbody to Bullet!!!
Ray Hudson: OH MY GOD!!!
Sam gets back to her feet, and pulls Bullet up with her.
Wavy Crockett: What the fuck? She’s right back up, Ray!
Sam sets Bullet up, and delivers Atlas Shrugged!!!
Ray Hudson: Atlas Shrugged!!!
Sam looks focused and walks back over to the ladder.
Ray Hudson: The heart of a Champion!
Sam starts climbing the ladder, looking to win this match, finally.
Wavy Crockett: This have got to be it, Ray…
Sam gets to the top of the ladder, looking up at the Phoenix Championship, and takes a deep breath.
Ray Hudson: It is…
Sam grabs a hold of the belt, and the fans are going nuts.
Wavy Crockett: What a match this was!
But before she can unhook it, Bullet comes out of nowhere and pushes the ladder over again, this time causing Sam to fall outside of the ring, crashing to the concrete floor!!!!
Ray Hudson: WHAT!!! THE!!! FUCK?!!!
Bullet sets the ladder back up, and takes a moment to get it together.
Wavy Crockett: I can not believe this!
Bullet begins climbing the ladder as the fans cheer.
Ray Hudson: The fans respect both these women!
Bullet gets to the top of the ladder, looking up at the gold, and reaches for it.
Wavy Crockett: After all Sam did….
Bullet begins to unhook it, when out of nowhere Sam comes climbing back up the ladder, angry as all hell.
Wavy Crockett: She’s back!!! How the hell is she back up?!!
Ray Hudson: I thought she was dead!!
As Sam gets to the top of the ladder, the two ladies start exchanging punches yet again.
Wavy Crockett: This is nuts, Ray!
Sam ends it by slamming Bullet’s face into the top of the ladder again.
Ray Hudson: These women proving why they both made it this far in the tournament!
Sam begins to turn around on top of the ladder, and things are looking reminiscent of her match with Lara Bratton some weeks back.
Wavy Crockett: Oh no she’s not, Ray…
Ray Hudson: I think she is! Reminiscent of her match with “The Prankster” Lara Bratton!!!
Sam begins to set Bullet up for the shiranui, and backflips over her, but Bullet holds onto the ladder with one hand, and uses her other to throw Sam the rest of the way, as Sam’s body falls from some height down and through the table!!!!!!!!
Ray Hudson: HOLY SHIT!!!!!
The fans start chanting “Holy Shit!” again.
Wavy Crockett: My God….
Bullet looks up at the belt, as her eyes begin to water.
Wavy Crockett: There’s no way Sam is getting up from that…
Bullet grabs the belt and unhooks it…
Ray Hudson: She did it…
DING DING DING
Wavy Crockett: That match…
An exhausted – and very frustrated – Samantha is laying sprawled on the mat, on top of a shattered table. Her right hand tightly clenches, knowing in it she should be holding onto the Phoenix Championship.
Byron Brown: And the winner of this match……. and the very first Mile High Wrestling Phoenix Champion… Alex “Bullet” Carbajal!!!
All of a sudden, “This Is The New Shit” by Marilyn Manson begins playing throughout the arena.
Ray Hudson: Well, here comes the rest of The Shieldmaidens…
Sam smirks, knowing exactly what’s coming, and forces herself to stand up.
Ray Hudson: There’s been rumours floating around all week.
Bullet climbs down the ladder, holding her Phoenix Championship belt.
Wavy Crockett: About what?
The other four Shieldmaidens head down to the ring, as Bullet looks at Sam confused.
Ray Hudson: Just watch, Wavy…
Once in the ring, RJ moves to stand before Sam, and standing 5 feet 10 inches herself, is almost able to look The Titaness straight in the eyes. As they stand there looking each other over, RJ then smiles and takes a step back, as the music fades. RJ already holding a mic, puts it to her mouth.
Robi Jean Mitchell: MILE HIGH WRESTLING!
The fans around the arena either boo or cheer the women in the ring. Some start chanting, “Maidens gonna kill you!” and others are chanting, “Holy Shit!”
Ray Hudson: Phoenix is buzzing!
Wavy Crockett: I can’t believe Samantha is back up again…
RJ smirks as she lets the crowd have their moment. Then brings the mic up again.
Robi Jean Mitchell: Last week, I had the pleasure of meeting with someone who, I thought, would make a great Shieldmaiden. And, after the meeting between us, I stood by that belief.
RJ begins to pace in the ring.
Robi Jean Mitchell: Now, if y’all recall, we ran out during Sam and Azurine’s match and, well, do what we do best… Kicked ass.
RJ stops pacing.
Robi Jean Mitchell: But you see, we had to make things look… believable. And to send a message to Azurine. But then Anya had to come out and try to defend her tag partner. And then fat-mouth Candi Bratton and Emily Fails, yes you heard that right, had to try and come be the big heros of the moment. Candi doing what her lazy fat ass does best and lets other people do her own dirty work.
RJ takes a small pause.
Robi Jean Mitchell: Anyways, I digress. After Mile High #8 last week.. A very important meeting was had between myself and this mystery person. And said mystery person agreed to join the Maidens.
RJ turns and heads over to where Jackie was holding a Shieldmaidens cut; all of the other Maidens around her.
Wavy Crockett: There’s a new Shieldmaiden? It ain’t…? Huh?
Bullet, holding her newly won championship over her shoulder, looks at RJ and then to Sam. Her gaze moves back to RJ and she asks with a slight nod, a look of pure astonishment on her face.
Wavy Crockett: Holy shit…
RJ smiles to Alex and nods.
Robi Jean Mitchell: Told you you wouldn’t be disappointed.
The other Maidens: Widow, Angel, Jackie and Fianna all nod in realization and agreement as RJ takes the cut from Jackie.
Wavy Crockett: This is crazy…
RJ turns to look back at Sam.
Robi Jean Mitchell: So, without all the fanfare, bells and whistles… Samantha Hamilton, also known as “Titaness”… It is my great pleasure… To have you joining the Shieldmaidens and putting on the only colors you’ll ever sport again.
RJ holds the cut up for Sam to slide on.
Ray Hudson: The rumors are true!
Sam stays silent, first watching Bullet’s reaction; seeing the awe appear in her facial expression and eyes result in The Titaness chuckling, though it’s not as audible due to not yet having her own mic. Her gaze leaves Bullet and turns to all of the other Maidens, focusing a bit more so on RJ; but still equally studying the other women.
Wavy Crockett: I can’t even picture it…
Sam’s hand waves as RJ apologizes for no fanfare being around. She leans forward, borrowing the mic while still allowing the leader of the Maidens to keep it held.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: That’s fine. Simpler is better sometimes, anyway.
Sam first takes a moment to stretch her body out, causing her shoulders and back to pop slightly, before accepting the cut and properly donning it on herself.
Ray Hudson: It’s official…
Once Sam slides the cut on, RJ and the other Maidens let out a whooping cheer!
Robi Jean Mitchell: Ladies and Gentlemen!! Welcome our newest Shieldmaiden, Sam “Titaness” Hamilton!!”
Ray Hudson: A night of many moments…
“Rise” by David Guetta featuring Skylar Grey plays throughout the arena as the cameras focus in on Ray Hudson and Wavy Crockett.
Ray Hudson: What a night it’s been already. And now it’s time for the Steel Cage Match.
Wavy Crockett: Forge bout to make em bleed.
Ray Hudson: We have been craving this match for over a month now, and it is finally here. Take one more look at how this match came to be….
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
“Pretty” Ricky Stanton: WELL NOW, WELCOME TO MILE HIGH WRESTLING! I know many of you are trying to figure out who I am. Well, I’m your network executive. I AM STANTON ENTERPRISES. That’s right. This promotion is streamed onto my network and I get a percentage. Now, some people don’t realize who I am so I thought it would be nice to come down, and introduce myself. FORGE…I KNOW YOU ARE BACK THERE. GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE….
Ray Hudson: The CEO of Stanton Enterprises is really out here calling out Forge…
Wavy Crockett: Death wish!
Moments later, “Hardwired” by Metallica hits and Forge walks out onto the stage to a reaction that’s almost wholly negative from the fans. They barely rate a glance out of him, though, as the big man’s eyes are on the ring, locked on Ricky inside of it. Forge powers down the ramp and up the steps, entering the ring and coming within a few inches of the “Pretty Boy” before stopping, glowering at him in silence.
Ray Hudson: No sense of self-preservation on this guy. He looks like he wants to crack the guy signing the checks right in the mouth! But… he wouldn’t do that, would he?
Wavy Crockett: Forge has no limits! He’s The Martyr Machine!!
Olivia is glaring daggers at Forge, who after a couple moments shoots a look her way. Scoffing at the woman seething next to Ricky, his attention is back on Stanton as “Hardwired” fades out. Taking a mic out of his back pocket, Forge opens things up.
Forge: There a reason you’re out here squawking at me when I’m preparing to delete a member of your roster, Stanton?
Ray Hudson: A reference to his Falls Count Anywhere Match with Deuce Holmes later tonight, for those of our fans just tuning in!
Wavy Crockett: Holmes is in for it!! Everyone getting fucked up tonight, by my man Forge!
“Pretty” Ricky Stanton: Now before you go into your little tirade, as I said before, and now that I’m here it’s in your face. SHE IS MY WRESTLER. Did you think I was going to let you just come out your mouth about her? She has worked hard and is far from entitled.
Ricky holds Olivia back.
“Pretty” Ricky Stanton: Your problem with me is well….I’m ENTITLED.
“Pretty” Ricky Stanton: You work for MHW, but I stream these shows. So in a roundabout way…..YOU WORK FOR MY BENEFIT. I didn’t come here to start anything but put you back in your place…..BOY.
The fans are buzzing.
“Pretty” Ricky Stanton: AND THAT BEGINS WITH RESPECTING THE PRETTIEST WRESTLER IN HISTORY. So what’s it gonna be??? You gonna act crazy or are you going to square up and shake my hand. Cause I am sorry how we started. But we can head down a different road.
Ricky holds out his hand, and Forge with an odd little half-smile on his face, stares at it. He looks past Stanton toward Olivia, who’s a big ball of smugness at this point, then back to the man in front of him.
Forge: Let’s see if I get this straight; I call the little girl here on what she is, an entitled brat…
Once again Ricky has to hold Olivia back.
Forge: …and you decided to fight her battle for her instead of her showing that she’s half of what she thinks she is by doing it herself. Then you start tossing around money and influence, expecting not only myself, but my people to just kneel like you’re some fuckin’ King… which you ain’t.
Taking another step, Forge puts himself almost nose to nose with Ricky, blatantly ignoring that extended hand.
Forge: Here’s the thing: what myself and the Shieldmaidens do? It’s in high demand. If we didn’t do it here, we’d do it somewhere else and get paid just as much. You ain’t wavin’ a big stick here, Ricky-Boy. Respect is earned. You ain’t earned mine, your little girl ain’t earned mine… hell, no one in this damn arena has yet. So draw that hand back, go back to your skybox with the bottles of Dom and thousand-dollar gold-covered chicken wings and watch what I do later tonight. I’m going to educate all of you about how you get respect… by snapping Deuce Holmes like a twig.
Ray Hudson: We’re at a fever pitch right now.
Ricky smiles as he looks down and looks up and smirks… AND THROWS A PUNCH!
Ray Hudson: Stanton takes a swing! And we’re off to the races!
The fist lands and Stanton backs Forge up with a couple more good licks before the big man from Plant City starts firing back with right hands of his own! Stanton and Forge trade several blows before the size and power of Forge lets him get in some unanswered shots! The carnage is not merely them alone however, as a screaming Olivia bounds off the second rope and lands on Forge’s back, trying to claw at his face.
Ray Hudson: This is nuts!!!
All of a sudden, Robi Mitchell comes running down to the ring to rip Olivia off of him. She does, and the two women brawl to the outside of the ring.
Ray Hudson: The ladies brawling too! That’s Forge’s wife right there!
Back on his feet, Ricky knocks Forge hard into the ropes with a high knee… and the Martyr Machine retorts with the Piston Kick! Grabbing a still-upright Stanton by the arm, Forge whips him hard into the ropes to set up for Twisted Steel but Ricky catches himself and rolls out of the ring before Forge can get hold of him, yelling at Olivia to bring her ass over to him!
Wavy Crockett: And the CEO is running! Like a track star!
RJ rolls into the ring, snarling and pointing a threatening glare at Olivia while Forge, looking energized from the brawl, draws a proverbial line on the canvas, daring Stanton to come back in.
Ray Hudson: Forge wants more!!
Stanton rubs his chin as he’s pulling on Olivia.
Ray Hudson: Stanton is NOT getting back in that ring! Olivia is NOT SIGNED!
Wavy Crockett: I hope she do sign. With my baby Ginger looking like she’s leaving, I need a new girlfriend…
Ray Hudson: But Forge took the point and match tonight! The Pretty Boy has had his fill!
Ricky is still talking smack as he heads backstage with Olivia. Forge, on the other hand, is looking around for a moment as strangely enough, there’s a couple cheers for him out in the crowd. He doesn’t acknowledge it though, leaving the ring and heading up the ramp with RJ at his side.
“Pretty” Ricky Stanton vs Forge
The roar of a motorcycle engine reverberates through the sound system while two spotlights situated on the stage glare straight ahead in the otherwise-dark arena like two giant headlights. As the grinding guitars and overpowering drums of Metallica’s “Hardwired” start up, a tall figure steps out onto the stage, little more than a living shadow between the bright lights. He strides out to the ramp, the lights going up at this point to show Trenton “Forge” Mitchell standing at the apex. Slamming his taped right fist into his left palm, he pops his neck to one side, then the other, before heading down to the ring, the encroaching hands of the fans all but ignored.
Byron Brown: The following contest is a Steel Cage Match for one fall!!! Introducing first… weighing in at 253 pounds….. from Plant City, Florida……. Trenton “Forge” Mitchell!!!
Pulling himself onto the apron via the middle rope, Forge turns to look out at the masses peppered with several swooning ladies, then steps fully into the ring. Ascending the turnbuckles, the tattooed powerhouse slides off his cut and holds it high in the air, gripped tightly in his fist… a show of pride toward his club. Dropping back down, he hands it to the attendant with a stern warning to take damn good care of it. Leaning back against the turnbuckles, the stoic biker awaits his opponent’s arrival in silence.
Ray Hudson: This is one of the most anticipated matches of the night.
Wavy Crockett: This is the match I personally have been waiting for, more than any other match on the card.
The lights go out and the black Superman logo appears on the big screen. Fall Out Boy’s “Centuries” starts to play.
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me, for centuries
Just one mistake
Is all it will take
We’ll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Remember me for centuries..
Pyro goes off as the Pretty Boy comes down the ramp. He’s wearing a glittering wrestling robe and it shines as the spotlight falls on him.
Byron Brown: And his opponent… weighing in at 215 pounds….. from Richmond, Virginia……. he is the CEO of Stanton Enterprises… “Pretty” Ricky Stanton!!!
Stanton looks up at the Steel Cage hanging above the ring as he walks to the center of the ring, drops to his knees and points at the sky for a moment. He then gets up and flaunts the robe, eventually taking it off and going to his corner.
Ray Hudson: The CEO of Stanton Enterprises looking real fancy.
Wavy Crockett: He’s going to be looking like Jesus at the end of The Passion of the Christ come the end of this match…
Ray Hudson: That wasn’t cool…
The music fades and a suspenseful theme starts softly playing in the arena, as the lights dim and strobe, while the Steel Cage lowers around the ring.
DING DING DING
Referee Jack Glascock calls for the bell, and Stanton quickly steps into the middle of the ring as Forge relaxes in the corner.
Ray Hudson: Ricky Stanton is read to go, and Forge doesn’t care…
Wavy Crockett: Oh Forge cares. Trust. It’s called mind games.
Stanton demands Forge step into the middle of the ring, and Forge just smirks at him.
Wavy Crockett: Ricky thinks Forge really belongs to him.
Stanton starts cussing at the Martyr Machine, and begins walking towards him.
Ray Hudson: Well, Ricky ain’t about to play with him.
Forge throws his head right into Stanton’s face, sending him onto his ass.
Wavy Crockett: Mistake, Ricky!
Forge now looks serious, as he grits his teeth.
Wavy Crockett: I told you Forge is serious. Mind games!
Forge grabs Stanton by the head, bringing him back to his feet, and lunges him into the side of the steel cage. The fans are going crazy.
Ray Hudson: And we’re already using the steel cage to our advantage!
Forge mounts Stanton and begins throwing rights and lefts into his face.
Wavy Crockett: You know Forge actually built this Steel Cage, personally?
Ray Hudson: He did indeed.
Forge grabs the back of Stanton’s head and begins headbutting him, repeatedly.
Wavy Crockett: He’s trying to make that clown bleed!
Forge gets to his feet, bringing Stanton up with him, and brings him right back down with a sit-out powerbomb.
Ray Hudson: Big sit-out powerbomb to Stanton!
Forge walks around the ring asking Phoenix, Arizona where is the fight in Stanton.
Ray Hudson: But Forge might be getting too cocky…
The camera reveals Ricky Stanton is bleeding from his head.
Wavy Crockett: Naw. Forge just knows he’s good.
Forge is shown smiling, as he leans in the corner again.
Ray Hudson: But so is Ricky Stanton. I’ve seen this man in action. Forge better take things serious…
Stanton starts getting to all fours, blood pouring from his head, already.
Wavy Crockett: Do you not see what Forge is doing to Stanton??
Forge shakes his head, back to the more serious look, as he approaches the CEO of Stanton Enterprises.
Wavy Crockett: Forge is the better man!
Forge goes to pull Stanton to his feet and gets a thumb to the eye.
Ray Hudson: And Stanton throws his thumb in Forge’s eye!
While Forge is holding his eye in pain, Stanton drops him to the mat with a diamond cutter.
Ray Hudson: A diamond cutter. Ricky is fighting back!
Stanton rests on the mat for a moment, as he wipes some of the blood from his face.
Wavy Crockett: He’s just going to piss the beast off more…
Stanton and Forge both get to their feet at the same time and Stanton brings Forge back down with a armbar takedown.
Ray Hudson: Ricky Stanton is in control.
Stanton gets to his feet and starts stomping at Forge, while talking trash.
Wavy Crockett: Of Stanton Enterprises. Not of this match, Ray.
Forge catches Stanton’s boot and shoves him away, causing Stanton to back roll across the ring.
Wavy Crockett: Told ya! Here he comes!
Stanton gets to his feet first and runs at Forge with an amazing flying clothesline that takes Forge right back down with impact.
Ray Hudson: And Ricky Stanton takes the Martyr Machine right back down!!!
Forge wobbles back to his feet fairly quickly and Stanton Irish whips him into the corner of the ring.
Ray Hudson: Your boy is getting his share…
Stanton runs to Forge with a power clothesline, causing Forge to fall to his face with massive speed.
Wavy Crockett: You keep talking that shit, and it’s going to be Forge vs Ray Hudson at the next Pay-Per View…
Stanton talks more trash to Forge, and stomps him into the mat, before wiping more blood from his face.
Ray Hudson: The hell it is…
Stanton picks Forge up and goes to throw him into the side of the cage, but Forge reverses and hurls Stanton into the cage for the second time.
Wavy Crockett: And Forge right back in control!!
Stanton wobbles to his feet and Forge gives him a belly to belly suplex across the ring.
Ray Hudson: Forge with an impressive belly to belly suplex!
Stanton slowly wobbles to his feet again and Forge lifts him up over his shoulder to give him a monsterous powerslam.
Ray Hudson: And a very strong powerslam from Trent Mitchell!!
Forge slams his hand against the steel cage multiple times, hyping up the Phoenix crowd even more.
Ray Hudson: Phoenix is loving this!!
Forge turns to see Stanton crawling towards the cage door, as Referee Regina Ball stands on the outside and opens the door.
Wavy Crockett: He’s trying to get away!!
Forge grabs Stanton by the ankle and drags him back. Stanton turns to his back and starts kicking at Forge.
Wavy Crockett: You ain’t going nowhere!!
Forge stumbles backwards, and Stanton slowly gets to his feet.
Ray Hudson: Stanton was looking to win.
Forge runs at Stanton with the Piston Kick, but Stanton ducks under and jumps on to the side of the cage and begins crawling up.
Wavy Crockett: He’s running again!!
Ray Hudson: That’s how you win, doofus…
Forge grabs Stanton by the leg, and Stanton starts kicking at Forge.
Wavy Crockett: Win these nuts!
Ray Hudson: Huh?
Forge loses grip and stumbles backwards. As he steps back towards Stanton, Stanton jumps off the cage, twisting, and landing right into a Chrome Bomb from Forge!!
Ray Hudson: Chrome Bomb!!!
Forge goes for the pin.
Wavy Crockett: It’s over…
Ray Hudson: Kickout!!
Forge smirks, before mounting Stanton and throwing more rights and lefts into his face.
Wavy Crockett: The beast is conquering his opponent!
Stanton throws Forge off of him, and both superstars get to their feet at the same time.
Ray Hudson: Here comes Stanton!
Forge runs at Stanton and eats a spinebuster.
Ray Hudson: Spinebuster to Forge!!
Both superstars get up slowly at the same time.
Wavy Crockett: Come on, Forge. Show him who the real boss is!
Stanton runs at Forge and clotheslines him down.
Ray Hudson: Clothesline!
Forge gets right back up and Stanton jumps at him with a leaping shoulder block.
Ray Hudson: A leaping shoulder block!!
Forge gets right back up again, this time running at Stanton, but Stanton takes him right back down with a Samoan drop.
Ray Hudson: Samoan drop to the mat!!!
Forge wobbles back to his feet, as Stanton gets behind him and gives him the Pretty Boy Drop!!
Ray Hudson: Pretty Boy Drop!!!!!
Stanton walks around the ring talking trash.
Wavy Crockett: He’s so cocky…
Stanton gets Forge to his feet and hurls him at one side of the steel cage, causing Forge to bounce off hitting the ring mat with impact.
Ray Hudson: Ricky Stanton showing Forge who’s ring this is.
Stanton does the same thing again, but against the opposite side.
Wavy Crockett: Please! Ricky Stanton isn’t even on the roster. How the hell is this his ring?
Stanton gets Forge up again and hurls him at another side of the cage that Forge built.
Ray Hudson: Ricky Stanton is handling up on Forge!
Stanton points at the final side of the cage, as he looks around the arena. The fans are on their feet.
Wavy Crockett: All these fans are just gonna turn their back on Forge??
Stanton gets Forge to his feet and goes to throw him, but Forge stops himself, turns around and pulls Stanton into a lifting DDT.
Wavy Crockett: Fuck em. Forge doesn’t care!
Forge sits down for a moment trying to get it together, as Stanton slowly tries to get up.
Ray Hudson: Forge taking Stanton down with an amazing DDT move.
Forge gets to his feet, as Stanton does, and gives the Pretty boy some Twisted Steel!!!
Ray Hudson: Twisted Steel!!!
Forge goes for the pin!
Ray Hudson: It’s over!!!
Ray Hudson: How the hell?!!!
Wavy Crockett: What the fuck?!!
Forge sits on the mat and slams his fist down, frustrated.
Wavy Crockett: How the hell did he kick out of that? No one kicks out of Twisted Steel….
Out of nowhere, Stanton kips up to his feet, as Forge turns his head confused at the vibrations in the ring.
Ray Hudson: Whoa! Where is Stanton getting this energy?!
Forge quickly gets up and runs at Stanton, getting a drop toe hold that brings his upper body down onto the middle rope.
Ray Hudson: This is crazy!!
Stanton gets behind Forge and forces his face into the steel cage, beginning to grind it all into the steel wires.
Wavy Crockett: Maybe there’s a beast in Ricky Stanton afterall…
Ray Hudson: I told you you were sleep on Ricky. This guy is a veteran in the ring!
Stanton grinds Forge’s face until he’s satisfied. And when he let’s go, the camera reveals blood starting on Forge’s face.
Wavy Crockett: Damn, now my boy is bleeding…
Forge slowly gets to his feet, and Stanton sets him up for the Doom Crown.
Ray Hudson: Doom Crown!!!
But while hanging down Stanton’s back, Forge yanks his legs free and drops down to his feet.
Wavy Crockett: Nope!!!
Both superstars turn around at the same time, blood all over both of their faces, and Forge gives Stanton his second Twisted Steel!!!
Ray Hudson: Twisted Steel!!!!!
Forge pins Stanton.
DING DING DING
“Hardwired” by Metallica plays throughout the arena.
Byron Brown: And the winner of this match… Trenton “Forge” Mitchell!!!
Forge gets to one knee, with blood pouring down his face.
Ray Hudson: What a bloody match!
Wavy Crockett: Something him and his wife have in common tonight…
The cage begins to rise as Forge gets to his feet and looks down at Ricky Stanton, shaking his head.
Ray Hudson: Stanton brought the pain tonight, but Forge was the better man.
Forge climbs out of the ring and begins heading up the ramp.
Wavy Crockett: Now give him his championship match…
The cameras go backstage where Meozha Zhanae is standing by with Skrabal Stanzas. You can hear the fans getting loud inside the arena.
Meozha Zhanae: I’m currently standing by with the number one contender to the Mile High Wrestling Championship; Skrabz, who will be facing Candi Branton for the belt later tonight in our main event.
Skrabz smiles down at Meozha, seemingly checking her out, as Meozha smiles back and begins the questions.
Meozha Zhanae: There seemed to be a lot of controversy when you were first announced as the number one contender. However, now you’re getting shoutouts on the Coke Mountain radio show, among other entertainment outlets. How does the critism effect Mr. Skrabz?
Skrabz: Do ya think a lion give a shit what a gazelle think? Nah fam, never. The lion jus’ wanna eat. But on the real it ain’t matter, criticism or praise, I ain’t give a shit what they sayin’ about me so long as they sayin’ it loud.
Meozha Zhanae: Speaking of controversy, your opponent tonight may very well be the most controversial superstar in Mile High Wrestling. It seems like folks in the locker room hate her with a passion. What are your personal feelings towards the current Mile High Wrestling Champion?
Skrabz: I ain’t got personal feelings for Candi fuckin’ Bratton… but on a professional level she get shit done in that ring, most of the time, one way or another, and that’s all that matters at the end of the day fam. Somehow some way she got her hands on that strap first but there be levels to this shit and Man like Skrabz is top floor, on a penthouse tip, Candi’s elevator jus’ ain’t reachin’ these heights and when I get done cuttin’ them cables tonight she a plummet way back down to the basement real quick.
Meozha Zhanae: After all the paranoia and theories of Robert Mack in the past, what is your current opinion of the Mile High Wrestling Owner?
Skrabz: Really fam? Again with this shit? I already explained the ting to Jordan Haggan and I know I already told you back in Denver that I’m a admit when I’m wrong so I ain’t gonna deny it, man was trippin and I had the bossman worked out wrong. Ting is I know I ain’t the only one that was thinkin’ that shit, nah, I was jus’ the only one speakin’ it. As far as the bossman go… he about it, trust. I mean not only did man like Rob give me a chance to prove maself out here but when Candi Bratton done caged me up in a dressin’ room a few weeks back it was him that released me from captivity, and he ain’t have to do that. Real recognize real and I should a seen it in him earlier than I did.
Meozha Zhanae: Do you have any last minute words before your huge main event match tonight?
Skrabz: I’ve had a lot to say from day dot, I mean before man even stepped foot in the US I was flappin’ my gums and I done did every single ting I said I was gonna do. I said ain’t nobody gonna stop me and they didn’t. I said I was gonna catch those dubs and I did. I said I’m a be the next Mile High Wrestling Champion and when this night is over I will be… standard!
Meozha Zhanae: Thank you for your time, Skrabal.
Skrabz: No worries fam, man has got all the time in world for you gyal, trust.
“The Party Boy” Chris Mosh vs Wavy Crockett
Ray Hudson: And it’s time for my partner in crime to fight his lil fight.
The cameras return to the arena where “Mary” by Curren$y begins playing throughout, as Wavy Crockett takes his headset off and steps out from behind the commentary table.
Byron Brown: The following contest is for one fall!!! Introducing first… weighing in at 192 pounds….. residing in Denver, Colorado……. Wavy Crockett!!!
Wavy slides into the ring, and bounces around, throwing fists at the air, ready to fight.
Ray Hudson: Man, he’s really serious…
“I’m The One” by DJ Khaled ft Justin Bieber, Chance The Rapper, Quavo, and Lil Wayne hits, as “Mosh” shows up on the titantron,. Then “Mosh” is shown on black, as it zooms out to show it is on a hoodie, as “The Party Boy” Chris Mosh turns around.
Byron Brown: And his opponent… weighing in at 210 pounds….. residing in Las Vegas, Nevada……. “The Party Boy” Chris Mosh!!!
Mosh walks down the ramp slapping hands with fans. He walks around the ring slapping hands with the fans around the ring.
Ray Hudson: I just don’t understand this match, to be honest.
Mosh gets to the commentary table and slaps hands with Ray Hudson, before continuing around the ring, slapping hands with rest of the fans. When Mosh gets back to the bottom of the ramp, he climbs up on the apron, then jumps over the ropes. Chris Mosh slaps hands with Byron Brown, then spins into the middle of the ring as the camera zooms in on Mosh smirking, with a wink.
DING DING DING
Referee John Vigil calls for the bell, and Wavy and Mosh step up to each other. Wavy quickly pushes Mosh’s head.
Ray Hudson: Well…
Mosh takes a step closer to Wavy and Wavy just backhands the hell out of him, causing the fans to lose it.
Ray Hudson: Oh shit!! Wavy is for real!
Wavy turns and runs to the ropes, bounces back, and is caught with a Party Pooper out of nowhere.
Ray Hudson: Nevermind…
Mosh goes for the pin.
Ray Hudson: And that’s all, folks.
Mosh pulls Wavy up and moves his pointer finger side to side, signafying the end is not here.
Ray Hudson: Ummm….
Mosh hooks Wavy in a side headlock, as the ref checks on him.
Ray Hudson: Could this be considered bullying?
About ten seconds into the headlock, Mosh releases the hold and slams Wavy’s head into the mat.
Ray Hudson: I mean, I guess Wavy is a grown man.
Mosh gets to his feet and starts trash talking Wavy.
Ray Hudson: But he’s not trained for this…
Mosh begins stomping on Wavy at a slow pace, still talking trash.
Ray Hudson: I feel like I’m talking to myself…
Wavy crawls to the ropes, and slowly tries to pull himself up.
Ray Hudson: Y’all couldn’t send me out a broadcast partner for this match?
Mosh runs at Wavy with a kick to the ribs, as Wavy goes rolling out of the ring with impact.
Ray Hudson: I wouldn’t have minded Meozha…
Mosh yells at Wavy to “come on!”, as the ref starts counting.
Ray Hudson: Anyways, it looks like Wavy is about to get counted out here.
Wavy holds his ribs on the outside.
Mosh rolls out of the ring, grabbing Wavy, and throwing him back in the ring. Mosh rolls back into the ring, also.
Ray Hudson: And I guess Chris Mosh doesn’t want his party to end yet.
Mosh goes to the corner of the ring, climbing to the top rope.
Ray Hudson: Chris going to the top.
Mosh comes down onto Wavy with the Party Crasher, but Wavy rolls out of the way, causing Mosh to crash into the ring mat face first.
Ray Hudson: Wavy Crockett avoids the Party Crasher!!!
Mosh slowly gets back to his feet, and Wavy comes out of nowhere with a Party Pooper of his own!
Ray Hudson: Wavy just hit Mosh with his own signature move!
Wavy goes for the pin.
Ray Hudson: And Mosh kicks out!
Wavy smacks the ring mat in frustration.
Ray Hudson: Wavy is frustrated.
Mosh slowly starts getting to his feet, as Wavy gets to his.
Ray Hudson: Wavy has to do a little more damage for a victory.
Wavy flips off Mosh and gives him a Stone Cold Stunner!!!
Ray Hudson: Hahahaha! No he didn’t!!!
Wavy stands back to his feet, looking around the arena at the excited fans in Phoenix. He holds one finger in the air.
Ray Hudson: What in the hell is my brudda doing?
Wavy cuffs his hand over his ear like wrestling legend, Hulk Hogan, leaning on the ropes to hear the fans.
Ray Hudson: He is out of it!
Wavy does the same thing on the opposite of the ring, and then on the back side.
Ray Hudson: This nigga think he Hulk Hogan…
Wavy bounces off the ropes and goes for a legdrop on The Party Boy, but Mosh moves out of the way as Wavy comes crashing down onto his bottom.
Ray Hudson: Yeah, Wavy definitely took too much time playing around.
Mosh gets to his feet, and Wavy gets to his, holding his butt.
Ray Hudson: Wavy doesn’t want to take this match serious, and he’s paying for it.
Mosh hooks Wavy up and delivers the Mosh Pit!!!
Ray Hudson: And that’s all!
Mosh goes for the pin.
DING DING DING
“I’m The One” by DJ Khaled ft Justin Bieber, Chance The Rapper, Quavo, and Lil Wayne begins playing throughout the arena.
Byron Brown: And the winner of this match… “The Party Boy” Chris Mosh!!!
Mosh pulls himself up in a corner, and laughs looking at Wavy on the ring mat.
Ray Hudson: The Party Boy has shut Wavy up. Or probably not…
Mosh holds one arm in the air, before shrugging and rolling out of the ring.
The Main Event Match Promo video package begins with snippits from past promos, where Mile High Wrestling superstars gave their opinions on Candi Bratton.
Jun 21, 2018 at 1:33pmemilyfalls said:Emily Falls: I don’t know WHY you are the Mile High Wrestling champion, I mean, out of what I heard, old women are weak.
First of all, I need to be nice and give your grandkids all a ticket – that I payed for – and let them watch me make grandma’s mouth bleed.
“So, in the end, you have nothing to show. Nothing to back all of your bravado up. Me? I got tons of matches, some as recent as a few days ago. I don’t think I’m hot shit. I know I am. Your merchandise being the highest-selling doesn’t mean shit. Another way you’re like Trump – it just means there are enough idiots to support someone like you. You could – and will be – the highest selling superstar here. But at the end of every week, you will not be the best nor most strongest fighter. No, no. That goes to people who earn that ranking; individuals like me, Issac, Luke Corvo, and even Anya to name a few people here. She definitely has more actual potential and talent than you. And she certainly doesn’t need tot sink to low measures like you.”
Jul 3, 2018 at 7:50pm @robirjmitchell said:“Your old, Candi. Sure sure, somehow you have the top title in the company. I can promise you, it was a fluke. Someone was either high or drunk when they decided to put you in the running for Champ. I mean seriously? Rob, what the fuck were you thinking?”
Jun 5, 2018 at 7:14pmSam “The Titaness” Hamilton said:”Just like our President, you’re a fucking idiot, Candi. Why would I pussy out of this match, huh? It’s true I may not gain much more aside from a win here, but I have nothing to lose. Sure, you can’t lose your title until the first PPV but you’ve got a lot more to lose than me. Your pride may legit kill you if your heart doesn’t first. Why? Because you wouldn’t be able to handle a loss. I can tell you’re that kinda fighter.”
“Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring Puff Daddy begins playing, as the camera zooms into the Mile High Wrestling Championship title belt.
As soon as the words “Escobar season has returned…” are spoken, the song skips straight to the hook.
“You can hate me now.”
Candi Bratton attacking Anya after their Tag Team Match is shown, from Episode One.
“But I won’t stop now.”
Candi Bratton is shown launching a chair up at “Desert Rose” Anya as she comes down from the top rope, from Episode Two.
“Cause I can’t stop now.”
Candi Bratton is shown viciously beating The Master with a sledgehammer, from Episode Three.
“You can hate me now.”
Candi Bratton is shown celebrating with her Mile High Wrestling Championship, with her daughter, from Episode Three.
“But I won’t stop now.”
Candi Bratton locking Skrabz in his locker room with a steel chair is shown, from Episode Six.
“Cause I can’t stop now.”
Candi Bratton breaking up Skrabz’ pinfall in their Tag Team Match is shown, from Episode Six.
“You can hate me now.”
Candi Bratton missing Skrabz and flying into Forge with the championship belt is shown, from Episode Seven.
“You can hate me nooowww.”
Candi hitting RJ Mitchell with a steel chair is shown, from Episode Eight.
“Do it now. Do it now. Do it now.”
Every hateful tweet from Twitter that has been directed at Candi Bratton is shown at a rapid speed, all over the screen.
The music abruptly stops, and the screen goes black. You can hear Skrabz speak…
Jul 10, 2018 at 5:46pmSkrabz said:”I feel like this has taken for ever to get here though. I mean what’s it been? A couple a month? Nah fam, years it took me, years! Oh what ya think man jus’ stepped foot in a ring for the first time here? In Mile High? Nah! Ya needsta listen better coz man has said he been grinding for time, it jus’ only now be startin’ to pay off.”
“Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring Puff Daddy randomly cuts back on in the middle of the third verse, rapped by Nas.
“People fear what they don’t understand.”
The clip of Candi locking Skrabz in his locker room with the steel chair, from Episode Six, is shown again.
“Hate what they can’t conquer.”
The locker room door opened, with Skrabz sitting down in a chair smoking, from Episode Six, is shown.
“Guess it’s just the fury of man.”
Skrabz catching Anya into a Mic Check as she flies from the top rope, from Episode Eight, is shown.
“Became a monster, on top of the world, never fallin.”
Rapid clips of Skrabz’ delivering the Mic Check to opponents since Episode Two, to now, is shown.
“I’m as real as they come, from day one.”
Skrabz pinning “The Real Deal” Dillon Daniels on Episode Two is shown.
“Forever ballin’. C’mon!”
Skrabz holding Candi Bratton’s Championship belt is shown, as the words “C’mon!” echoes, and the screen fades to black for a moment.
The screen lights back up with a snippit from Episode Eight, with Candi Bratton and Skrabz in the ring.
Ray Hudson: I’m sure Skrabz is still hot about what Candi did last week…
In the ring, Candi Bratton raises her microphone to her mouth but Skrabz interrupts before she can speak.
Skrabz: Shush now, fam.
Skrabz smirks at Candi who looks him straight in the eyes and calls him a “mother fucker”.
Wavy Crockett: Oh no he didn’t!
Skrabz: You done said too much already and to be real witchu, ya potty mouth startin’ a make man feel sick… I ain’t talkin’ ’bout the words ya choose ta use though, fam. I jus’ mean you out here talkin’ a whole load a shit.
Some cheers can be heard from the crowd.
Skrabz: See you said all them tings but not a single one matter coz at no point did you mention man like Skrabz… You can’t keep over lookin’ man though, nah. The Rise in Phoenix is jus’ round the corner, the clock is countin’ down and the alarm is about to sound time up on ya lil’ title reign. So you besta wake the fuck up and snap out of your day dream coz man like Skrabz a be ya worst nightmare, on some Rambo on Elm Street type a shit.
Five seconds of the instrumental to “Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring Puff Daddy starts playing, as Candi and Skrabz are shown face to face from Episode Eight. As soon as five seconds has passed, the instrumental stops and the video ends with Candi Bratton saying the following, from yesterday:
Jul 10, 2018 at 2:37pm @candibratton said:“And so it will be. I hope you’re one hundred percent prepared because if you give me even one percent, I’m going to take it and I’m going to walk out of Phoenix still the Mile High Wrestling Champion. You see, I hear the rumors, the rumbling. I doubt anyone in that locker room gives me a chance in hell of retaining this championship. But those are the same motherfuckers who didn’t give me a chance in hell of winning this championship in the first place. They all counted me out from day one. So, I not only have to retain this championship, I am going to prove to every motherfucker out there that I deserve to be the Mile High Champion.“
“Tattle Tail” Candi Bratton© vs Skrabz
“Are you dizzy blud?”
Ray Hudson: And it’s time for the main event…
Tempa T’s “Next Hype” explodes through the speakers, it’s hype beat and violent lyrics filling the air.
Robert Mack: “Excited” is just not a good enough word to describe this feeling…
Ray Hudson: And I am sitting here with the owner of Mile High Wrestling; Robert Mack, who has joined me in place of Wavy Crockett, for this Championship Match.
Skrabal Stanzas walks out from the back and pauses by the entrance way. He balls his right hand in to a fist and raises it in the air while taking the time to scan the crowd from side to side and back again.
Byron Brown: The following contest is your main event of the night!!! It is for one fall, and is for the Mile High Wrestling Championship belt!!!!! Introducing first… weighing in at 195 pounds….. from Margate, England… he is the challenger……. Skrabal “Skrabz” Stanzas!!!
Skrabz walks slowly and confidently down the aisle, still scanning the crowd and occasionally moving his hands around his waist as a sign of his intent to leave as champion.
Robert Mack: Skrabz may very well walk out with the Championship belt tonight.
Ray Hudson: Indeed!
As he reaches the ringside area, Skrabz takes a left turn and walks around to the side of the ring, in the direction of the Toll Gang members sitting in the front row. He fist bumps all five of them individually as words of support and encouragement are exchanged between the group.
Robert Mack: He’s got the whole gang with him tonight huh?
Skrabz turns to enter the ring and the two biggest of the five Toll Gang members at ringside attempt to climb over the railing, with the other three trying to hold them back.
Ray Hudson: Well look at these two big men, wanting some action.
Skrabal walks back towards them with his hands up, signaling for them to stop and stay where they are. He approaches the imposing pair and pulls their heads close to his then talks in to their ears and after a few seconds they sit back down.
Robert Mack: I probably need to sign those two, you think, Ray?
Ray Hudson: Would be interesting…
Skrabal turns and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring, ready to start the match as his music fades.
“Even with these chains you can’t stop me!”
The hard rock screaming of In This Moment’s “Big Bad Wolf” blares over the loud system and into the area as the graphic for “Tattle Tail” Candi Bratton comes on the screen.
Ray Hudson: And here comes our current Mile High Wrestling Champion.
Robert Mack: You say “current” like you don’t think she will still be after this match…
#Once upon a time there was a nasty little piggy filled with pride and greed
#Once upon a time there was an evil little piggy, typical disease
#You see this little pig is slowly becoming by worst enemy
#You see this evil pig, she’s a blood, blood, blood sucking part of me
Candi Bratton comes into the aisle from the back, wearing her Mile High Wrestling Championship over her shoulder, and pauses for a moment as the fans begin to rain down a chorus of cheers. She offers them a smirk, her jet black hair lingering down around her shoulders. She wears very tight stretch pants and the official The Rise In Phoenix T-Shirt.
Byron Brown: And his opponent… weighing in at 250 pounds….. residing in Denver, Colorado… she is the Mile High Wrestling Champion……. “Tattle Tail” Candi Bratton!!!
Candi’s ample form heads down towards the ring. As she moves around the ring, Skrabz looks down at her from inside the ring ready to go. Candi begins up the steps into the ring as the chorus of the song hits.
#Pig, pig would you let me in?
#Pig, pig would you let me in?
#Pig, pig I’ve been everywhere that you’ve been
#Now I’ve got nothing to lose and everything to win
#Pig, pig would you let me in?
#Pig, pig would you let me in?
#Pig, pig, I’m already under your skin
#’Cause I’m the big bad wolf now let the games begin
Candi steps through the ropes and flips Skrabz the bird and offers him a “Fuck You”, as the music fades out.
DING DING DING
Senior Referee Michael Mack has called for the bell, and the fans in the Talking Stick Resort Arena are loud for this one. Candi Bratton and Skrabal Stanzas look around the arena, feeling the undeniable energy of Phoenix, Arizona.
Ray Hudson: Reminiscent of Hulk Hogan versus The Rock at WrestleMania X8…
Robert Mack: You think?
Ray Hudson: You don’t?
Robert Mack: No. Not at all. But it is an amazing feeling here tonight.
Both superstars step up to each other. Candi has to look up to Skrabz a little, so they are not quite face to face.
Ray Hudson: This is the match we’ve been waiting all night for.
Out of nowhere, Candi brings her knee towards Skrabz’ junk, but Skrabz is quick to grab her leg to prevent that travesty.
Robert Mack: Well, that was a close call.
Skrabz stares down into Candi’s eyes, with a smirk, as she tries to jerk her leg away. Candi is cussing and fussing, and Skrabz is saying something, before he gives her a scoop slam.
Ray Hudson: So what happened with you earlier tonight, Rob?
Skrabz walks around the ring signaling a belt around his waist, letting the world know that tonight is the night he takes the gold.
Robert Mack: Skrabz letting everyone know he’s gunning for the gold. But Ray, tonight was what tonight was. I’m just honored that Lance was willing to be a part of that match tonight. At the end of the day, HcW is still alive and running. Nothing but respect…
Candi gets to her feet, and Skrabz quickly puts her back down with a dropkick.
Ray Hudson: But I mean, you got ran through…
Candi gets up rather quickly, for her at least, and Skrabz puts her right back down with a sidewalk slam.
Robert Mack: Skrabz is staying on top of the champ! Ray, I think it’s just time to bury Snakebite. I brought him back for the money. But we’re already doing fine financially.
Skrabz places his hands on the middle of the top rope and looks out in the front row, saying something to his guests tonight, with a smile on his face.
Ray Hudson: Do you feel like you embarrassed your company though?
The camera shows both Toll Gang members, in the front row, showing love to the number one contender.
Robert Mack: Ray, we got a match going on. Let’s focus on that…
Skrabz turns around, as Candi is slowly getting to her feet.
Ray Hudson: Sorry…
Skrabz goes to help her the rest of the way up and Candi pokes him in the eyes. The ref starts yelling at Candi, and Candi lightly pushes him away.
Ray Hudson: Candi already playing dirty. Vintage Candi Bratton.
Robert Mack: Okay now, Michael Cole.
Candi approaches Skrabz, as he holds his hand over his eyes, and out of nowhere Skrabz hits her with the Mic Check. The crowd goes nuts.
Robert Mack: Oh shit!
Ray Hudson: Mic Check!!!
Skrabz sits on the mat for a moment, still rubbing on his eyes.
Ray Hudson: Skrabz still bothered by that eye poke.
Skrabz quickly rolls out of the ring and starts digging underneath, as the fans get louder.
Robert Mack: What the hell is he doing? This isn’t No DQ…
Skrabz pulls out a steel chair, and slides back into the ring with it. The referee is yelling at him that he can get disqualified.
Robert Mack: You better put that down, man…
Skrabz holds the chair in his left hand and points at Candi with the other, telling the ref that she poked him in the eyes, so he’s going to play dirty too.
Ray Hudson: I guess he wants to get even…
The ref argues Skrabz’ plan and then finally snatches the chair out of his grasp, and throws it to the outside of the ring.
Robert Mack: He would cost himself the belt.
Candi is already starting to move again, and Skrabz takes notice. He waves off the ref and approaches the Mile High Wrestling Champion.
Robert Mack: We don’t want this match to end like that.
Skrabz gets Candi to her feet and Irish whips her to the corner of the ring.
Ray Hudson: Not at all.
Skrabz corners Candi and begins delivering heavy body shots to her.
Robert Mack: Skrabz giving Candi a beating.
The ref is trying to get Skrabz off of Candi, and Skrabz pushes him away. While Michael Mack’s back is turned, Candi kicks up between Skrabz’ legs with all her strength, catching him in the jewels.
Robert Mack: Oh damn.
Ray Hudson: That had to hurt!
Skrabz holds his junk with his eyes wide, and falls to the mat in pain, while Candi rests in the corner for a moment.
Ray Hudson: Candi getting a lot of cheap shots here.
Candi staggers over to Skrabz, mounts him, and begins choking him.
Robert Mack: And now she’s choking him…
The ref pulls Candi off of Skrabz’, and Candi starts cussing at the ref.
Ray Hudson: Little known fact, that’s actually your brother refereeing this match.
Robert Mack: That is correct.
While Candi and the ref argue, Skrabz slowly drags himself to a corner of the ring, still holding his area in pain.
Ray Hudson: Skrabz not feeling too well, at this point.
Candi shoves the referee, and the referee quickly shoves her back, as the fans let out an “Ooooooo”. Candi’s jaw is dropped.
Robert Mack: And my brother isn’t playing around.
Candi looks over her shoulder and sees Skrabz pulling himself up in the corner. She looks back at the referee and says something harsh, before turning all the way around to Skrabz.
Ray Hudson: She might’ve made the right choice there.
Candi goes for a Running Corner Clothesline and connects, causing Skrabz to stumble a couple steps forward from impact.
Ray Hudson: Running Corner Clothesline!!!
Candi quickly gets behind Skrabz and hooks him in place for The Confessional.
Ray Hudson: The Confessional!!!
Skrabz quickly grabs a hold of Candi’s arm and jerks her forward over his head onto the mat, before stumbling back into the corner.
Robert Mack: And Skrabz avoids that!
Candi wobbles back to her feet, and Skrabz pushes out the corner. Skrabz hits her with three left jabs, before knocking her off her feet with a mean right cross.
Ray Hudson: Who do you think is walking out with that belt?
Skrabz starts talking trash to Candi, as she holds her face.
Robert Mack: Too close to call. Both these superstars are top notch. They’re in the main event for a reason.
Candi starts to move to her knees and Skrabz stomps her back down.
Ray Hudson: Skrabz definitely giving Candi Bratton a run for her money.
Candi tries to get up again, and Skrabz stomps her down once again.
Robert Mack: Well, sure.
Candi gets to her knees, and as Skrabz gets ready to get her again, Candi reaches up and rakes his eyes.
Ray Hudson: Candi rakes Skrabz’ eyes.
Candi staggers to her feet, and as Skrabz steps up to her, holding his face, Candi performs a belly to belly suplex to him.
Ray Hudson: And a belly to belly suplex to the number one contender!
Candi crawls over Skrabz and begins choking him. The ref immediately tries to pull her off of him.
Robert Mack: There she goes with that choking shit again…
As soon as the ref pulls her back, she gets to her feet and in his face, yelling that she is tired of his shit.
Ray Hudson: That Candi Bratton is something else.
Robert Mack: I love her though.
Skrabz starts sitting up and Candi stomps him back down.
Ray Hudson: Now Candi is in control of this one.
Candi rakes Skrabz face with the laces of her boot.
Robert Mack: Ouch!
Skrabz rolls over holding his face, as Candi turns back the ref to give him more of her mind.
Robert Mack: She better chill with Mike. He’s pretty. He’ll disqualify her ass.
Ray Hudson: And that would work in her favor…
Skrabz gets to all fours, and Candi slowly walks back to him, mocking him.
Robert Mack: Not on my watch. I don’t want The Rise ending like that…
As Skrabz gets to one knee, Candi helps him the rest of the way up, and puts his head between her legs, before raising her fists in the air.
Ray Hudson: Is she going to try to powerbomb Skrabz?
Candi performs a piledriver on Skrabz, and then goes for the pin.
Robert Mack: Piledriver!
Candi looks down at Skrabz, disgusted.
Ray Hudson: Not enough to take Skrabz down for the three.
Candi gets back on top of Skrabz’ and starts choking him again.
Robert Mack: And some more choking.
The ref tries to pull Candi off, and she yells “Fuck You” at him. The ref gets pissed and starts counting.
Candi let’s Skrabz go, and Rams her elbow into his forehead.
Ray Hudson: Candi isn’t going to let her title go that easy.
Candi gets up and starts cussing the referee out some more, and Michael Mack flips her off.
Ray Hudson: Well, he let her know…
Candi grabs Michael Mack and puts him in position for The Confessional, and holds onto him, as the fans go nuts.
Ray Hudson: Wait a damn minute!!!
Michael Mack is tapping out, and Candi just keeps applying pressure.
Robert Mack: My oh my…
Skrabz comes out of nowhere and stomps onto Candi’s face, forcing her to release the submission.
Ray Hudson: Candi Bratton just put your brother in The Confessional.
Robert Mack: And now we don’t have a referee….
Skrabz looks down at a now lifeless Michael Mack, and shakes his head, as Candi slowly gets to her feet.
Ray Hudson: This is not good!
Skrabz gets in position to attack.
Robert Mack: At all…
As Candi gets to her feet, Skrabz quickly grabs her and gives her the Snap DDT!!
Ray Hudson: Snap DDT!!!
Skrabz looks out at his boys in the front row and yells to them that he’s about to finish this match.
Robert Mack: How? There’s no ref, man…
Skrabz turns back to Candi and yells for her to get up, as the fans get loud.
Ray Hudson: Send out a new ref!
Skrabz signals a belt around his waist, looking around the Talking Stick Resort Arena, as the fans get to their feet cheering, with sprinkles of boos, as Candi gets to all fours.
Ray Hudson: I still can’t believe Candi even took out the ref, in the first place…
Skrabz starts stomping in the ring, awaiting Candi to get to her feet.
Robert Mack: She doesn’t have a care in the world, Ray.
As Candi gets to her feet, Skrabz hits her with the Mic Check!!!
Ray Hudson: Mic Check!!!
Skrabz tells Phoenix, Arizona that it’s over, as he props Candi up into sitting position, as she hunches over dazed.
Robert Mack: I think I know what this means.
Ray Hudson: He’s making sure she’s done…
Phoenix is going nuts. No one in the arena is sitting down.
Ray Hudson: It is so loud in here!
Skrabz goes to the corner of the ring and smirks, before running at Candi Bratton with a Penalty Kick to the skull!!!
Ray Hudson: Penalty Kick!!!!!
Skrabz goes for the pin.
Robert Mack: No ref still…
Michael Mack is still sleeping from The Confessional…
Ray Hudson: And the fans are irate…
Boos engulf the arena.
Robert Mack: Skrabz might’ve just won the big one. But…
Skrabz gets off of Candi, looking around with his jaw hanging down.
Ray Hudson: The ref is still out.
Skrabz gets to his feet and starts shaking Michael Mack.
Robert Mack: My brother probably snoring…
Michael Mack is basically dead, and Skrabz gets frustrated and calls him a pussy.
Ray Hudson: Skrabz is not a happy man right now.
Skrabz kick pushes the ref out of the ring, and then looks around the arena at the intense fans of Phoenix, Arizona.
Robert Mack: And for good reason..
Candi Bratton is already sliding her body towards the ropes, as Skrabz looks at her, shaking his head.
Ray Hudson: How is Candi Bratton even moving?
The fans erupt in cheers, as Skrabz looks out into the crowd confused.
Robert Mack: Uh oh. What’s going on?
Referee Regina Ball slides into the ring, and Skrabz realizes what the cheers are about.
Ray Hudson: Well, we got us a new ref!!
Robert Mack: A little late now.
Candi is pulling herself up in the corner, and Skrabz charges at her, but Candi sidesteps and adds to his momentum by pushing Skrabz hard into the corner, causing Skrabz to fall back hard, even backrolling across the ring onto his face.
Ray Hudson: And now Candi is taking advantage.
Skrabz gets back to his feet, and Candi gets behind him, locking him into The Confessional!!!!!
Ray Hudson: The Confessional!!!
Skrabz is fighting out, but then Candi locks it in harder, and pulls him down to the mat, clutching at the number one contender, close to making him confess his sins.
Ray Hudson: He’s gonna tap!!!
The ref is checking on Skrabz, as he tries to fight out, but Candi applies the submission with all her strength, not letting go.
Robert Mack: Come on, Skrabz!
Skrabz starts throwing his left fist into Candi’s face.
Robert Mack: Come on!
After enough hits, Candi let’s go, and Skrabz starts to get to his knees.
Ray Hudson: So you’re rooting for Skrabz?
Robert Mack: I’m impartial. Just don’t want it to end yet.
Out of nowhere, Candi comes back up and rehooks Skrabz into The Confessional!!!!!
Ray Hudson: Another Confessional!!
Skrabz stays on his knees, trying to get out, but this time it looks like he’s fading.
Ray Hudson: It’s not looking good for the champ!
Skrabz gets to just one knee, and Candi starts jerking Skrabz head around, applying more pressure as the ref asks Skrabz if he gives up.
Robert Mack: It’s not looking good at all..
Skrabz, looking dazed and out of it, stands up fully as Candi wrenches at him with the submission hold.
Robert Mack: I think Candi might got this…
Out of nowhere, Skrabz breaks loose and drops Candi with the Mic Check!!!!!
Ray Hudson: WHAAAAAAAAT?!!!!!!!
Skrabz lays on the mat for a moment, catching his breath.
Robert Mack: Wow…
Breathing really really hard, with sweat dripping down her face, Candi starts stumbling back to her feet, somehow.
Ray Hudson: How in the actual fuck?
Robert Mack: Wow….
Skrabz looks on in shock, and gets to his feet.
Ray Hudson: Candi is already getting back up, people!
The two big men in the front row try to get over the barricade again, but the other Toll Gang members hold them back. This distracts Skrabz for a moment, while at the same time he’s so confused at everything going on right now.
Robert Mack: Wow…..
Candi comes behind Skrabz again, trying to get him in The Confessional once more, but Skrabz drops her with another Mic Check, and quickly slides over her, into pinning position.
Ray Hudson: That’s a second Mic Check!!!
DING DING DING
“Next Hype” by Tempa T starts playing throughout the arena, as Skrabz rolls over onto his stomach.
Byron Brown: And the winner of this match, and NEEEEEEEEEW Mile High Wrestling Champion……. Skrabal Stanzas!!!!!
Regina Ball gets the Mile High Wrestling Championship from the outside and heads towards Skrabz.
Ray Hudson: What a match!!
Robert Mack: Wow…….
Skrabz gets to his knees, as Regina hands him the belt.
Ray Hudson: The heart of Candi Bratton. While I’m sure there’s a locker room full of people jumping for joy, the actually truth is….this woman is something special.
Skrabz celebrates with his championship as orange, yellow, red, and black confetti sprays from the roof of the arena.
Ray Hudson: Tonight we made history. Tonight we showed the world. Tonight….. we rose. This is Mile High Wrestling. And now is our time!!!
The Pay-Per View slowly fades to black with the Toll Gang members getting into the ring to celebrate with the new champion.
Robert Mack: Wow.
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