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Before Ascendancy went on the air tonight:
Backstage at the Avron B Fogelman Arena, interviewer Kelly Ross talks with announcer Marty Watts.
Kelly: I’m so excited for Open Fight Night, you don’t even know.
Marty: Yeah, this should be a good show, there are a lot of really good matches.
Kelly: It’s not even that, the New South isn’t on the card so I shouldn’t have to deal with any of their shit tonight.
Marty: Jesus, tell me about it. Egomaniacal jackasses and that Jolene always demanding on doing the intros? Out of her damn mind.
Kelly: Don’t even get me started on her. I swear to god, I’d give my next paycheck to take a swing at her.
Marty: Maybe one day. Anyway, I have to get ready, I’ll catch you later.
Marty walks off and Kelly looks down at her phone. She can suddenly tell she’s being watched. Kelly looks up slowly to see Jolene flanked by Waylon Kirk & Beau Traywick. Jolene is staring a hole through Kelly Ross while Waylon & Beau have sinister smiles on their faces.
Jolene: Don’t worry Kelly, I heard you. And I’ll tell you what, you can take a swing at me for free. It’s Open Fight Night and that sounded like a challenge. I’ll see your ass in the ring.
Jolene shoves Kelly Ross down and the New South walk away from a terrified Kelly.
We open with the instrumental version of Mobb Deep's "Put Em In Their Place" playing lightly in the back ground as we see sitting on your screen, to the our left, David, and our right, Ricardo Goon. David with the NLW South BRONX Championship hanging loosely from around his neck.
Ric: "So I hear this is the famous EN EL DUB One Fight Night everyone raves about."
David: "Yep"
Ric: "Yet, here we sit, without anyone to you know like...FIGHT."
David: "Si."
Ric: "And you would thing, with you being the EN EL DUB South BRONX! Champions people would be fighting each other for a shot."
David: "Ya'd think."
Ric: "Or maybe you'd think one of the many XHF Network wide Tag teams would have wanted to test their claim as the best against THE BEST but naw....crickets."
David: "Not even, just white noise, whispers in the back talkin that shit about what they would like to do to us, or see someone do to us, but when the time for that is here, no one's got the balls to step to the bad guy, fine, I keep this bitch right here for as long as I damn well please. Be a fighting champion they say, bitch please if you think you can take this from me TRY. Ain't my fucking place to find worthy challengers."
Ric: "That goes for the tag team division also, ain't no one yet been able to stop us and now all the teams are running scared, so ya know what, till management gives us something to fight over, you know like maybe some tag team titles or something, force people to grow some cajones to step to us. And since our records show that this here Open Fight Night hasn't paid up it's required Goon Insurance Fee we are now going to hijack this show, and sit here, on our phones."
The both sit there in silence as Ric does just that and pulls out his phone, David snorts his nose as they sit there for a good maybe ten seconds maybe fifteen before David breaks the silence.
David: "I'm bored."
Ric in one swift motion puts his phone away and stands up.
Ric: "Let's go beat someone up."
David not having to be asked twice quickly rises his from chair and the two brothers head off to go find trouble.
Next Level Wrestling Presents
ASCENDANCY XIV - OPEN FIGHT NIGHT II
"Obey" by Bring Me The Horizon and YUNGBLUD blares throughout the arena as the fans enthusiastically cheer in anticipation for the spectacle they are about to see. The camera pans over the crowd as multi-colored lights swirl over them before it cuts to the announce team of Dan Simmons and Tommy West. The smiling duo of announcers are, of course, quick to get right to work.
Dan Simmons: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another exciting episode of Ascendancy! I'm Dan Simmons with Tommy West, and tonight is the kind of night that only comes 'round once a year!
Tommy West: That's right, Dan--Open Fight Night, a night like no other here in NLW. Tonight we've got two matches that were formed by wrestlers both from here in NLW and beyond challenging one another!
Dan Simmons: Dylan Black, tired of El Rey constantly insulting him, challenged the young upstart. Will we see this bitter rivalry brought to an end?
Tommy West: Only time will tell, Dan. Speaking of timing--just how will Big Gun Tsunami handle Leon Chant? When the traveling wrestler challenged Leon, he was still our NLW Heavyweight Champion. After a hard-fought loss to Eli Dresden at the last episode of Ascendancy, Leon's got to have a point to prove.
Dan Simmons: He's not the only one, either. Not only does Savannah Sunshine want to start off her time here with a win over a very game Scott Hampton, but our main event sees three of NLW's best collide in an epic main event with a shot at the NLW Heavyweight Championship on the line!
Tommy West: It will either be Rebecca Brookes, Big Bone, or Tommy Kelly stepping into the steel cage against Eli Dresden at Hostile Intent, but who will be the one to lay claim to that opportunity? I can't wait to see it all go down!
Dan Simmons: Before we get to any of that, though, we're starting things off with an address from the champion herself. And if anyone is the epitome of unpredictable, Tommy... it's got to be Eli. Marty, take it away!
The camera cuts to Marty Watts standing in the middle of the ring. Flashing a grin at the crowd, Watts gets right down to business.
Marty Watts: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me now is none other than our new World Heavyweight Champion.... EEEEEEELIIIIIIII DREEEEESDEEEEN!
'Untouchable' hits... and the moment that the newly-minted NLW Heavyweight Champion steps out from behind the curtain? The cheers are thunderous as the fans get to their feet for Eli Dresden, the blond's smirk growing to an outright grin as she takes it in. A black pants-suit with strappy heels in gold is her chosen attire, though the championship belt isn't on her shoulder or around her waist. Rather, as she puts her hands on her hips and lets out a pleased little sigh, it's revealed that the only thing she's wearing under that blazer is the title being used as a strapless top.
Dan Simmons: Well that's... creative.
Tommy West: That's one way to put it, partner!
Making her way down the ramp, Dresden slaps the hands of the fans when she can, the speedster not rushing for once. This is a first for her, and she's gonna drink it all in while she can. Eventually ascending the ring steps, Eli steps into the squared circle. For a moment, she plays at removing the belt to hold it over her head... before realizing that BB Gunn wouldn't be a fan of the censorship board coming down on him, so she relents with a mischievous grin, instead accepting the mic after a friendly exchange with Watts as her music fades.
Dresden: Well hot damn, I almost wanna run my hot little ass up the ramp and do all of that again. That was almost better than sex!
One can only imagine BB Gunn facepalming at that particular turn of phrase, but really--he ought to expect this from Eli by now.
Dresden: Okay, okay. Sorry, BB, but I just had to say that. I'll behave from now on, scout's honor.
A pause; that infamous Cheshire smirk reveals itself.
Dresden: Oh who the fuck am I tryin' to kid? I didn't get to this moment, right here, by behavin' myself and we all know it. I got here by lookin' at the men who wanted me to shut my mouth, be their arm candy... and givin' them the finger before I drove their faces into the mat. I got here by workin' harder instead of quittin' when I was told that I should just shut up and be window dressing. I got here by refusin' to bend to the bullshit demands that never woulda' been made of me if I was Elijah instead of Eliza. If anything, the more those assholes tried to force me into whatever little box they wanted me to live in, the more dangerous I became in that ring to prove them wrong. And now... well, look who's at the top of the mountain. It's the woman that so many were so quick to try to reduce to stereotypes in an attempt to beat her there.
The champion's smirk sharpens.
Dresden: Ain't that a bitch, fellas?
The crowd cheers for the blond as she laughs, clearly pleased at being able to rub that fact in the faces of some of her past opponents.
Dresden: That little bit of schadenfreude aside, I'm all too aware of the bullseye that is now centered firmly in the middle of my chest--in more ways than one, at the moment. I know that Leon Chant is waitin' in the wings, bidin' his time until it's just right to try to take this back from me. I know that Rebecca Brookes, Big Bone, and Tommy Kelly are backstage right now, getting ready to go to war in the name of getting the first shot to dethrone me... and that's not even touching on all the other members of the roster who want to get their turn at it, or even the people from other companies in the XHF Network and beyond who think they've got what it takes to beat me. The question is simple, but damnable all the same; are any of them right?
For a moment, Dresden openly ponders over it--honestly, even, if one considers how she lifts her free hand and cradles her chin. Ultimately, though, the final words the champion utters leave her lips with the same certainty and confidence that has defined her career.
Dresden: Fuck around and find out.
'Untouchable' once again hits the sound system as Eli makes her way to each corner in turn, climbing up onto the middle rope and playing to the crowd. The camera cuts to a brief commercial for Hostile Intent.
MATCH ONE
Scott Hampton vs Savannah Sunshine
Once the bell rings, it becomes very clear that no feeling out process is necessary between Scott Hampton and Savannah Sunshine in spite of it being the latter's debut. Their familiarity with one another isn't only quickly apparent, but it leads to the match going very quickly from the traditional elbow-and-collar tie-up to the pair trading counters in rapid fashion--so rapid, in fact, that it's hard to identify each individual move as kicks blend into flips into spins and so on. When it comes to an end, both Hampton and Sunshine are standing and breathing hard as they stare each other down, the latter smiling as the former merely looks at her. The crowd is left cheering at the display of athleticism by both competitors, though that ovation shifts quickly to jeers when the Kil-Devil lashes out with a vicious elbow strike that rocks the smile right off the face of Candyland's Greatest Export! While stunned, Hampton whirls around and hits a roaring elbow that knocks Sunshine to the canvas, and for good measure, as Savannah sits up, trying to get back into the fight, Hampton rushes the ropes, using the added momentum for a stiff basement dropkick! Hampton covers her as the crowd jeers more, but he only gets a two count out of it.
The crowd is fully on Sunshine's side at this point, but aside from sparing a brief stare after hitting the roaring elbow, Hampton's face shows no remorse for his actions, and the more Sunshine fights to get up, the harder he fights to keep her down, and from the familiarity with her style, he continually predicts how she tries to elude him. An enzuigiri feint is thrown away and he kicks her square in the head with his own Gamengiri. A flurry of kicks to put him off balance seems to work, but as soon as Savannah turns her back, Hampton grabs her head and does a neckbreaker across his knee. At one point, Hampton takes a little too long to gloat in the corner. The jeers turn to cheers as Savannah pops up to her feet and charges over, pushing Hampton into the corner with a shoulder thrust! She starts popping off with kicks to put him off balance, and when she thinks it's time, she hops up onto his thighs to Monkey Flip him all the way to Candyland, but Hampton earns a fresh set of jeers when he rolls through, landing on his feet, and as Sunshine turns around, he charges in with a pump knee strike to turn her Lights Out. He drags her to the center of the ring and covers her, but she manages to pop her shoulder up in time! The crowd cheers, and Hampton is visibly irate.
Sunshine is mostly limp, though, so he picks her up with intent to finish her off. She struggles, breaking free and trying to rush Hampton over with an STO, but he braces himself properly to keep her from pushing him off his feet. He sneers at her, then lifts her into a Fireman's Carry. The crowd jeers, but then they pop when Sunshine jukes out of the lift into the roundhouse, catching herself on Hampton's arm! She swings her legs around, twirling around in a full revolution around Hampton as he tries to catch her and resecure her, but as soon as he thinks he has, it's with Sunshine over his shoulder, and she swings her legs one more time, grabbing Hampton's head and pulling him down into a DDT for the Shiniest Rainbow! He hits the mat vertically, then falls down as Sunshine scrambles over and hooks his leg for the three count!
[WINNER: Savannah Sunshine Via Shiniest Rainbow at 09:07]
Savannah rolls off of Hampton to a loud ovation, hearing “I Just Can’t Wait To Be King” playing through the speakers as she brings herself back up to her feet. Hampton is livid, rolling over to the other side of the ring and looking over at Savannah Sunshine, cheerful for the win. That’s when Scott takes it upon himself to strike with a Superkick that lands right on Savannah’s knee, the same knee that’s been known to be the cause of her past injuries. The crowd are letting Scott know how they feel, the loud boos have definitely come unnoticed.
Dan Simmons: What the hell is wrong with you, Scott?! What’s snapped in you!?
Tommy West: I hope this is just a temporary outburst, but he’s looking to maim Savannah right where she stands by the look of his coordinated attacks!
Hampton grabs onto the right leg of Savannah and constantly stomps down onto her right knee, over and over again, and making sure that Savannah might not be able to stand back up after tonight. The crowd are hating every second of the assault, hoping someone will come out to the rescue but there’s nobody coming out. Hampton waves off the fan’s negative reaction as he brings the smaller woman up to his shoulders, into the Fireman’s Carry position and standing in the middle of the ring and looking to hit Vae Victis-
Dan Simmons: YES! I knew he’d be here!
Tommy West: The King is back in NLW and he’s going right for Scott Hampton! Get that bastard, Jason!
That’s when “Kingslayer” hits the speakers to a massive crowd ovation, and The King is sprinting down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope as Hampton drops Savannah down to the mat and stares down the man that trained him all those years ago. These two are almost similar in build, the only difference being that Scott was just that bit older than Jason. The two slowly circled around the ring and all seems to be calmed, Jason keeps his hand out to make sure Scott doesn’t advance forward as he checks on his lover.
Jason Long: Are you alright?
Savannah holds onto her right knee and nods her head, she acts as if she’s fine but the wincing look on her face says otherwise. Jason stands back up as Savannah slowly crawls over to the side of the ring, pulling herself away from any crossfire that might implode on one another.
Jason Long: Scott. There’s no need for this to happen. I don’t know what’s gotten into you but this needs to stop. This isn’t you-
The King tries to calm down his student but Scott firms his left foot to the ground and twists his body around to land the Spinning Hook Kick right to the jaw of Jason Long! Final Flash from Scott Hampton puts out the Destiny Wrestling Heavyweight Champion’s lights, knocking him down to the mat with a loud thud as Hampton stands tall over the couple.
Dan Simmons: This isn’t right, Scott has turned his back against the world around him, a sick move played on by someone the fans thought they could trust.
The boos from the crowd rain down onto him as “Devil Trigger” by Valiant Hearts plays out for Scott, rolling out of the ring and heading to the back as we fade into the next segment.
Dan Simmons: Tommy, this should be interesting. Tonight we’re getting the in ring debut of not only Jolene of the New South, we’ll also see our own Kelly Ross in the ring.
Tommy West: Dan, I’ll be honest, I’m a little nervous. We may need to get on Zip Recruiter to get a new backstage announcer - I don’t like her odds against the three of them.
Marty Watts: As much as it pains me, the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by the New South, Jolene!
Jolene by the White Stripes plays and Jolene strolls on to the ramp with Waylon Kirk & Beau Traywick. The crowd boos as Jolene walks purposefully to the ring with her New South partners. She rolls in to the ring and motions for Marty to hurry up while the self-appointed NLW tag champs take their position outside.
Marty Watts: And her opponent, god bless her, Kelly Ross!
“A Thousand Miles” by Vanessa Carlton plays over the PA and Kelly Ross nervously makes her way through the curtain.
Tommy West: What is this music?
Dan Simmons: She told me earlier, this was the only thing they had available on such short notice.
Tommy West: Oh christ, this is going to be rough.
MATCH TWO
Kelly Ross vs Jolene
Kelly arrives at the ring and looks terrified to enter. She finally climbs in to get away from an advancing Waylon Kirk. The bell rings and Jolene charges at her, tackling her and raining down body blows. She finally gets up and screams from adrenaline as the crowd boos more. Kelly Ross rolls over and tries to crawl to the corner.
Dan Simmons: I knew this would be bad but poor Kelly. Jolene is stomping her in the corner.
Tommy West: She’s going to break one of her ribs!
Jolene struts around the ring, arms raised while Kelly tries to pull herself up in the corner. When Jolene gets back to her in the corner, she is caught off guard by Kelly Ross kicking her in the stomach but no one is more surprised than Kelly herself. Seeing a stunned and doubled over Jolene, Kelly looks at her fist and winds up before taking her swing at Jolene, landing hard on the side of the head. The crowd erupts as Jolene hits the mat and Kelly looks at her hand in disbelief.
Tommy West: Go Kelly!
Dan Simmons: Jump on her Kelly, kick her ass!
Feeding off of the crowd, Kelly hits the ropes and rebounds going for an elbow drop but Jolene rolls out of the way. Kelly hits the mat hard and Jolene picks her up by the head. She puts her in a front facelock and finally drops backward, dropping Kelly with a DDT. Kelly is lying motionless on the mat when Jolene goes for a cover. The ref counts to two and Jolene lifts Kelly’s head from the mats to more boos.
Dan Simmons: This is disgusting. Kelly has no business in there with Jolene.
Jolene puts Kelly in the corner and goes to the other side of the ring before turning and sprinting at Kelly. Jolene crashes in to Kelly Ross but also the referee who was checking on her. Kelly and the ref both crash to the mat, out of it.
Tommy West: What is this? The ref is down and the vultures are circling. Waylon Kirk has slid a chair in to the ring and here come the New South. Kelly Ross stirs and sees Jolene holding the chair and the New South surrounding her. The crowd suddenly cheers.
Dan Simmons: Partner, it’s the Goons!
The New South don’t see the Goons slide in to the ring behind them with lead pipes. Waylon Kirk takes a pipe to the back and crumples. Beau turns around and is met with a pipe clothesline, dropping. Jolene backs away from the Goons but bumps in to Kelly Ross holding the chair. Jolene tries to back away but runs in to the Goons and turns to be met by a chair to the head and thunderous cheers. The Goons kick the New South out of the ring and throw their fake NLW tag team titles in to the crowd before heading to the back.
Tommy West: The referee is back up and Kelly Ross is covering an unconscious Jolene.
Dan Simmons: One...two...three! She did it! Kelly Ross has defeated Jolene!
[WINNER: Kelly Ross at 06:01]
Finding themselves backstage and just outside of BB Gunn’s office, the door swings open and stepping out is Jason Long. Judging by the look on his face, he’s pissed right the fuck off after what happened out there earlier in the night. Taking that Spinning Hook Kick right on the jaw was the straw that broke the camel’s back, and right now -- Jason wanted to break Scott Hampton’s neck. The King was livid as he made his way through the hallways, passing by the many stars of Next Level Wrestling’s roster and even their champions, including Eli Dresden, who looked like she wanted to get a word in with her good ol’ friend but judging by how he looked, she realised that now might not be the best time to play the casual game of teasing they always did with one another.
Jason tried to find his way back to Savannah in her locker room, pacing around the backstage area of the arena before almost reaching his destination, but he’s blindsided by Scott Hampton once again, the man that dropped him to the mat earlier in the night was back for more, he was bloodthirsty and wanted Jason’s blood. Landing the liver punches to Jason as Hampton knocks him back, bringing him up against a wall as the Kil-Daredevil grabs the head of Jason and seemingly might smash his head off of the brick wall but The King is fighting back, putting in the work and pushing himself forward, away from the wall as he then throws Scott into the wall that the older man tried to bash his skull into.
Scott tumbled to the floor as he held onto his forehead, Jason pounced on his student and began to beat the shit out of him with the Hammerfist punches and even some sharp elbow strikes landing right on his jaw. Scott covered up and eventually pushed Jason off of him, then landing a hard kick right to The King’s jaw which knocked him back and onto the floor. The two men are down and trying to get back up to their feet first, using anything around them for leverage as they get back to their feet at the same time as one another, Hampton spits right in the face of Jason but The King fires off an Iconkick to the jaw of Scott but the Kil-Daredevil lands a Bicycle Pump Kick right to the jaw of Jason and then they both fire off the right-hand punches to one another, they’re not stopping as they’re going ninety miles per hour with the strikes. The two pull each other away from one another and seemingly, they’re out of breath.
Scott Hampton: Just fuckin’ stay down, you bastard.
The King takes a deep breath and his only response to Hampton is two middle fingers right in his face, and that’s enough to piss off Hampton, landing a disgusting low blow punt right to Jason as he drops down onto his knees. Hampton stands tall before his mentor but that’s clearly not enough for him, Jason is still kneeling and that’s not what Scott wanted when he meant to “stay down”. Hampton clears a crate that was nearby, one that’s used for the electrical bits and bobs for the set up stage in the Avron B Fogelman Arena. Hampton throws Jason on top of it and then brings himself up onto it as well, the balance is shaky as Hampton brings Jason up to his knees on the crate. The King is helpless right now as his arms are hooked by his student, the man he brought to Next Level Wrestling when it’s doors opened, someone he had high hopes for the future, someone he thought was willing to be the man that’ll take Next Level Wrestling by storm.
Scott Hampton: Fuck… you… Jason Long.
Those words echoed through the halls as Hampton brought The King to his feet and then lifted him up into the vertical position before dropping him right down on the point of his head with a Double Underhook Piledriver down onto the crate. Jason flops down off of the crate and onto the floor below him. Scott looked down onto the floor below and watched Jason just lay there… motionless. Hampton takes it upon himself to sit there on the crate and just stare down at the fallen King, helpless and with nobody around to save him, there’s no remorse left in Scott Hampton. Tired of the bullshit he’s been keeping up with for the past seven months of his career, tired of being someone he’s just never been, tired of keeping the facade of the good guy who wants to be a better man -- he’s found himself and he’s found himself by attacking the man that made him wear the mask, the illusion of the good guy in every story.
Hampton shoves himself off of the crate and grabs onto the arm of Jason before dragging his lifeless body along the ground until they’re outside of Savannah Sunshine’s locker room, a gentle knock on the door from Scott as he lays Jason right at the door before walking off from the scene of the attack, the door opens and Savannah is shocked by what she finds at her feet, her lover laid out on the ground and presumably knocked out cold. Savannah calls out for help and within at least two minutes, there’s people running over to help out Jason, security finding their way over to see what happened, but most importantly -- BB Gunn appears. Jaw-dropped by what he’s seeing before him, the assault taken out on Jason was enough to send Gunn into a frenzy, ordering every single member of security to search the building for Scott Hampton.
He was long gone though, the time it had taken from the attack to now was enough time for Scott to slip out of the building and exit the property. Scott Hampton has left his mark on Next Level Wrestling, in a way that nobody had seen coming, not even Jason Long -- a man that trusted Scott with his life for change to the future.
The camera cuts to the backstage area just beyond the gorilla position, the sound of cheering in the background audible once the fans see who is there. Leon Chant can be seen going through some stretches in preparation for his match against Top Gun Tsunami, his expression one of focus... or, at least, it's focused until he catches sight of something off-camera. What he sees has him smirking even as he rolls his eyes.
Chant: You just had to wear it like that...didn't you?
The cheers spike as Eli Dresden walks into the shot, hands on her hips to make sure that her blazer's not in the way of the view... of the title, ahem. Her own crooked grin is in full effect as she shrugs a little.
Dresden: Hey, it's not my fault that they designed this thing to go around the waist of someone your size and not mine. More snaps are gonna be added next week, but until then... this is gonna have to do.
Taking a step closer, Eli's grin grows.
Dresden: Why? I thought you'd be eager to take this belt back off me, Leon. Or is that no longer the case?
Chant: Well, you know I've got some business to take care of in the ring, but stick around, I'll take it off you straight after.
Chant smirks at the new champion, before nodding to a nearby producer and marching towards the entranceway, not allowing for a reply. Dresden watches him go as she considers what was just said, and for once? She's actually taken aback.
Dresden: Wait, what--?
Silence reigns... before the champion is chuckling to herself, that smirk of hers turning Cheshire-esque in nature.
Dresden: So that's how we're playin' it now... alright, alright. I see you, Leon.
Just what is going on in the mind of the champion can only be guessed at as she nods to herself and makes her way out of the shot, the camera cutting to ringside soon after.
MATCH THREE
Leon Chant vs. Top Gun Tsunami
The match begins and as expected from the calm and collected Top Gun, Tsunami leans back in the corner and awaits for Chant to try and make a move onto him, but Chant can be cocky as well, mirroring what Tsunami is doing in the corner. There’s a large smile on the face of the former NLW Heavyweight Champion, as his first match without the championship since January is off to an interesting start, but the fight begins as they meet in the middle with a Collar and Elbow Tie Up but Tsunami looks to back out of it, Chant saw it coming however and grabs Tsunami from behind, landing the hip toss and throwing Tsunami down to the mat face first with such excessive force, and The Hired Gun drives his knee upward and catching The Outsider with a Knee Strike followed up with a Flatliner to the kneeling Tsunami. Chant is showing up with some new moves to his arsenal, adapting from his previous match to throw off Tsunami.
Chant, however, is going back to that old style of his as he brings Tsunami up to his feet and drops him right back down to the mat again with a Release German Suplex that sends him across the ring. Things aren’t looking up to Top Gun Tsunami but he’s valiant is back to his feet, looking to bring the fight to the former NLW Heavyweight Champion. Chant is looking for more offense but he’s met with the boxing elbows of Tsunami, laying into Chant with everything he’s got right now before firing off the Bicycle Pump Kick right to the jaw of Chant, the Bournemouth native falls back against the ropes as he rebounds and into a Calf Kick from Tsunami, taking down Chant off his feet. The Hired Gun looks to be making his way back to his feet as Tsunami is watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to strike as he charges in, looking for the finish early with the Punt Kick, but Chant narrowly avoids it in time.
Chant is out of the ring as the referee begins his count but Tsunami comes off of the ropes and might be looking for a dive to the outside, but Chant meets him between the ropes and catches The Merciless Mercenary with a HUGE European Uppercut right on the jaw of Tsunami! Chant pushes him off of the ropes and brings himself back inside the ring, dragging Tsunami into the middle of the ring as he comes off of the ropes and seeking the Running Big Splash but Tsunami is able to kip up to his feet, Chant is able to switch up his momentum and tries for a Lariat but Tsunami ducks the arm and in a swift motion, turning his body around before landing the Hidden Blade [Spinning Backfist] right to the back of Chant’s head!
But there was a problem. The problem being that Chant’s head is made of brick, and landing a backfist to it hurted the hand of Tsunami, Chant just shakes it off and comes off the ropes with a Discus Lariat that turns The Outsider inside out. Chant makes the cover but is only able to make it to a two count before Tsunami can kick out. Chant is seeing a finish line in his eyes but Tsunami is edging closer and closer with Chant, grabbing onto the head of Chant and dropping him down to the mat with Loading Up The Gun [Corkscrew Neckbreaker] as he makes the cover now on Chant but is only able to make it to a two count, much like Chant did before. Tsunami is far from done though, pulling Chant up to his feet again as he looks to rebound off of the ropes and charging into The Hired Gun with Take Out The Gunman [Lariat from Hell], almost folding Chant up like an accordion as he hooks the legs and just barely making it past two!
The fire was lighting up in Chant, he was slowly making his way back to his feet as Tsunami wanted to finish off the former NLW Heavyweight Champion for good, eyeing up the opportunity and looking for the Superkick--but Chant avoids it as he fires off with a Rolling Elbow to the back of Tsunami’s skull! Chant allows Tsunami to turn around before firing off a Bicycle Pump Kick of his own and right into the Discus Lariat in one swift moving motion! Tsunami got turned inside out with the Lariat as Chant grabs onto him and drops him down with the Snap Powerbomb, rolling him through and onto Tsunami’s feet, Chant picks up Top Gun and drops him down on the point of his head with a Piledriver! That would seal the deal for Top Gun Tsunami though as Chant picked him right back up again, seeking the finale and getting it with the Pop Up Powerbomb that folded and turned Tsunami inside out again as Chant hooks the legs and gets the three count.
[WINNER: Leon Chant Via Pop Up Powerbomb at 12:41]
“Outsiders” by Eric Church starts to play, and much to everybody’s surprise, Kris Quake walks out on stage.
Dan Simmons: Open Fight Night does it again, Kris Quake is in the building!
Tommy West: And a guy that I’m happy to see, this guy is old school, he loves a fight!
Quake doesn’t waste any time and gets to the ring and demands a microphone. He waits for his music to cut, but gets straight to the point.
Quake: So this is NLW? Color me unimpressed.
Cheap heat from the crowd, Quote is unmoved.
Quake: You should boo, you should be disappointed, because that’s how I feel! I came down here because I need a tune up before I win the GUNS tag team titles, maybe scout out a couple opponents, but I have to say, this isn’t Next Level, this is training level!
More boos.
Quake: But look, it doesn’t matter, in no time at all GUNS will be back on television, it’ll take NLW’s viewers, and you’ll all come flocking to GUNS when this place goes out of business!
Quake laughs, ignoring more boos.
Quake: Anyway, I’m here now, so I may as well face one of you guys in the back, I may be disappointed, but I need a warm up match. So who wants to step up to the Emperor of Emperors? Who wants to play the Monopoly? Who is ready to be a victim of Natural Selection!
Quake smiles as a referee gets into the ring to prepare for whoever accepts the challenge. What he doesn’t expect is what comes next…
The lights dim down as the echoing intro to "St Patrick" by PVRIS begins to fill the arena and a single spotlight hits the entrance.
Dan Simmons: Wait a minute…wait a damn minute!
The song bursts into life, and Rob Arnold slowly walks out, and more importantly he’s not dressed in a suit, he’s not flanked by Leon Chant or Riley Richards…he’s dressed to fight.
Tommy West: I knew he was in the building, Simmo, but I did not think he was here to fight tonight!
Dan Simmons: You and me both! But that is the beauty of Open Fight Night, you just never know who may show up!
Arnold heads to the ring, and runs his hand on the ring apron, before jogging up the steps and getting into the ring to stand opposite Kris Quake, who has spent most of this time looking a bit confused about all this, he calls out over the music.
Quake: Wait, wait…cut this music.
The crowd boo as the music cuts and Quake strides over to the former X*Crown Champion.
Quake: Rob Effing Arnold! Thought you were still in the doghouse! What are you doing out here, buddy? Last time I checked you were a GUNS superstar, not NLW, and I specifically said-
Rob snatches the microphone out of his hand to raise a cheap pop and turns his head to the referee.
Arnold: Referee? Ring the bell.
Dan Simmons: We have a match Tommy! Rob Arnold is making his first in ring appearance here in NLW!
Rob chucks the microphone out of the ring, and Quake takes a few steps back, exchanging some less friendly words with Rob as he does.
MATCH FOUR
Rob Arnold vs Kris Quake
The bell rang and Quake charged towards Arnold, looking to catch him off guard, but Arnold saw him coming, ducking under the running clothesline and he backed Quake into the corner with a number of forearms and chops. Arnold looked to Irish whip his opponent to the opposite corner but was reversed, Quake charged at Arnold but again Arnold was wise to it. He slipped out of the way of a big splash attempt and sent Kris Quake flying with a release German suplex. Rob brought Quake up to his feet and hooked him for a vertical suplex, but Quake dropped behind and still holding Arnold, he hit a reverse DDT to ground the leader of The Academy. He covered but barely made two.
Quake, a veteran in his own right went to work on Arnold. He brought him to his feet and, in similar fashion how Rob moved him into the corner, Quake returned the favour with strikes of his own, backing Arnold against the ropes before whipping him to the opposite side. Arnold came back and was wiped out by a jumping knee strike from Quake, which he followed up with a dropsault, covering for another two count. Quake was relentless though, he had Arnold back up again and doubled him over with a kick to the gut. Quake hit the ropes and went for a scissors kick, Arnold straightened up before he could hit it, and as Quake reset himself it was Rob’s turn to boot his opponent in the midsection, and hit a double underhook backbreaker.
Instead of the cover, Rob wanted a moment, perhaps a sign of ring rust as Dan Simmons pointed out, he hadn’t really seen action since August. He brought Quake back up soon after and whipped him into the corner, charging in and hitting a step up high knee. Arnold looked to follow up with a bulldog, but Quake slipped out, and Arnold turned around and ate a Drought from Quake [running Yakuza kick]. Quake covered but Arnold got a shoulder up at two and a half!
Quake was looking for the upset, and he stalked Arnold who was definitely a bit dazed and confused. He waited for Rob to gather himself to his feet and planted a boot to the gut, looking for Park Place [pedigree], but Arnold instinctively hit a back drop and stumbled forward to the ropes, catching his breath. He turned his head and saw Triple Quake getting back up, and planted a superkick to his jaw to make sure he went back down. Rob didn’t want to make the cover, instead he watched Quake, waited. Quake was prone, and as he tried to get back to his feet Arnold struck, hitting Shattered Ice [curb stomp] in the middle of the ring, making the cover, and getting the win!
[WINNER: Rob Arnold via Shattered Ice at 05:11]
We cut to the backstage to find Eli Dresden emerging from her locker room, flanked on all sides by reporters and interviewers hoping for their big headline. With Hyperion's trident now in hand, the NLW Champion is doing her best to just--tune out the reporters since they apparently barged in on her without knocking.
Reporter 1: Eli, are you concerned over who you are going to face after tonight's Number One Contender match?
Reporter 2: How have you managed being the face of the company since winning the NLW Heavyweight Championship?
Reporter 3: There are a lot of challenges coming in from outside the federation, would you be open to an outside event again?
Striding forward, Eli continues to try to pay the chattering reporters no mind as she progresses down the hallway, almost stepping on her heels. That's when one actually does, and she spins around to face them.
Dresden: You motherfuckers--
A long-suffering sigh leaves her before she's scowling.
Dresden: If you would've, oh I don't know, gone through the proper channels like you did with any of the other champions in NLW, then I'd be interested in answering your questions--I'd do it gladly, even. But since you assholes decided to just barge into my locker room like a pack of jackals, I'm not givin' any of y'ins a moment of my time.
She stamps the trident onto the floor, the loud metallic sound ringing out.
Dresden: Now, I'll ask you again politely... fuck off. Fuck all the way off.
She turns and leaves, the reporters left in her wake. It's obvious that Eli's frustrated when she turns the corner... only to walk right into another person with enough force to bump her backwards into a stagger. The other person seems unphased.
??: Hmph, you.
Eli looks up to the head of the tall giant before her, Hyperion.
Hyperion: I see you are keeping my trident shined and gleaming. That is good of you.
She grasps the trident with both hands, moving it into an attack position with a smooth ease that earns a rumble of approving laughter from the self-proclaimed God of Light.
Hyperion: At ease, little girl. My fight is not with you... not yet.
Hyperion steps forward, pushing past Eli.
Hyperion: Until we clash again, Ms. Dresden.
With that Hyperion takes his leave, walking away through the halls of the NLW, leaving her to silently look on as the Titan leaves the scene. The scene cuts to another backstage area.
It cuts to where Rob Arnold is in discussion with Riley Richards, although what they’re discussing isn’t picked up by the camera microphones. As they talk, two men in suits approach the pair and immediately announce themselves.
Man #1: Rob Arnold?
Richards and Arnold turn to face the two men and Rob folds his arms, examining the pair with an unimpressed glare.
Arnold: Yes?
Man #2: Mr Arnold, you’re to come with us.
Arnold: Why? Are you recruiting me to be a member of the Men in Black?
Rob smirks, but the two men seem unphased.
Man #2: Mr Arnold, you have been summoned to Atlanta. Your recent indiscretions didn't go unnoticed, and we are here to bring you to Atlanta, where you are to stand trial for your conduct.
Arnold: My recent indiscretions?
Richards: I think he's talk about Hi-
Arnold: I know what he's referring to, Riley. No need to further rattle that cage.
Man #1: This is a serious matter, sir. You’re to come with us immediately.
Arnold: All due respect boys, you are in no position to order me...
Rob trails off and slowly holds a hand up.
Arnold: Wait a minute, Atlanta?
The men nod and a lightbulb seems to go off in Rob's head.
Arnold: Oh for fucks sake! This is GUNS thing, isn’t it?
Neither of the suited men respond, although the one closest to the camera looks directly at it and raises his eyebrows suggestively.
Arnold: Awww come on!
Rob facepalms.
Arnold: That’s why Quake was here…this a damn trap, how didn’t I see this coming? I should have fucking known, Quake wouldn’t actually be here because he wanted to be.
Rob sighs and turns to Richards.
Arnold: Well, kid, looks like you and Leon are on your own again.
Richards: Wait, you're going, just like that?!
Arnold: Lesson thirteen.
Richards: You signed the contract, so be prepared for the shitshow that comes with all the cash?
Arnold: Bingo...Fucking Magnus. I knew I should never have signed that contract…
Arnold nods and starts to follow the men, and the following appears on screen:
The camera feed fades into the office of NLW General Manager, BB Gunn, with a large smile on his face as he greets the fans watching with a royal wave.
BB Gunn: Hello everyone, as you might have expected -- Open Fight Night II has been a major success so far and we’re edging closer to our main event match coming up, but I want to talk about what went down seven days before tonight. One of our champions, David Goon, went ahead and represented the name of Next Level Wrestling in an absolute WONDERFUL match and defended the championship on neutral territorial soil. When the match announcement was made, everyone was wondering if David Goon could really pull it off, and well, as an NLW exclusive match… we have the full match in viewing to show you right now! So please, enjoy this and I’ll speak to you all afterward.
Gunn gestures towards the screen behind him as it fades into the logo for West Coast Rising, before it fills up the feed itself as we fade away from Gunn’s office.
Tasha Abraham: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Tasha Abraham: ...with a thirty minute time limit and it is for the Next Level Wrestling Southern States Championship! Introducing first, the challenger.
As “Cash Flow” blares on the loudspeakers of the arena, Emmanuelle can be seen standing waiting at the Brody position in one of her many gaudy robes, cold eyes staring straight ahead as she makes her way out to the stage, a low-hanging white smoke heralding her arrival. The Wrestleworld Shogun Championship is wrapped around her waist as she begins her slow walk to the ring.
Tasha Abraham: Wrestling out of Pacific Palisades, Los Angeles, California and weighting in tonight at an unknown number… she is the current, reigning Wrestleworld Shogun Champion… “The Platinum Standard”, “The Silver Starlet”... EMMMMAAAAAAANUEEEEEELLLLLLLLEEEEEEE!!!!
Nigel Alfather: Emmanuelle’s first appearance here in Strong Style Wrestling International and she’s going to be hopefully bringing home that NLW Southern States Championship with her too. We’re all aware that she wants to be a belt collector and with one already wrapped tightly around her waist, it’s only a matter of time before more are added onto the pile.
Emmanuelle enters the ring and stands in the center as the spotlight shines down onto her, watching her shine and glow in the spotlight as she takes off her ring jacket and heads to her corner.
Tasha Abraham: And introducing the champion...
“Put ‘Em In Their Place” by Mobb Deep plays out through the speakers as the house lights in the Cow Palace shine down onto the stage, bringing attention to the NLW Southern States Champion walking through the curtain, championship wrapped around his neck as David Goon stares down at his opponent in the ring before beginning his walk towards the ring and sliding under the bottom rope.
Tasha Abraham: Wrestling out of “The Greatest City in The World”, New York City and weighing in tonight at two hundred and fifteen pounds… he is the current, reigning and defending Next Level Wrestling Southern States--
David cuts off Tasha Abraham.
David Goon (off-mic): Nah, nah, it’s the South Bronx Championship, fool. South Bronx. Got it?
Tasha just simply nods.
Tasha Abraham: --he is the current, reigning and defending Next Level Wrestling South Bronx Champion... Representing The Goons… DAVVVVIIIIIDDDDDD GOOOOOOOOOOOON!
Daniel Wilson: Welp, seems as if there’s been a name change to the championship as the South Bronx Championship is now on the line here tonight, but let’s see if David Goon can really prove that his win wasn’t much of a fluke and he can truly pick himself up a win here tonight against Emmanuelle.
The referee holds the championship up into the air.
DING! DING!
Nigel Alfather: The forbidden door has been opened and we’re kicking things off here with Emmanuelle taking advantage from the Collar and Elbow Tie Up in the middle of the ring, just throwing Goon down to the mat below as he goes face first, Goon is holding his jaw but that’s not stopping Emmanuelle from stepping on the breaks with a rebound off the ropes and the Sliding Dropkick to the head of the South Bronx Champion! There’s that cockiness of Emmanuelle, taunting and telling everyone that she is tranquil right now. Emmanuelle picks up Goon and just drops David Goon with the Half and Half Suplex! Right on his neck and the challenger is rolling the dice, she’s picking apart David Goon here and with good reason, the champion’s been doing this for a very short amount of time whereas his challenger has been doing this for years on end, even being trained by Carlos Rosso -- a legend of the sport!
Daniel Wlison: We sure won’t forget that but right now, David Goon is back up to his feet and trying to bring the fight to Emmanuelle but The Platinum Standard just takes down the champion again with ease from the German Suplex and I don’t know about you, Nigel, but this isn’t looking so good for David Goon right now. He’s being absolutely man-handled right now by the Wrestleworld Shogun Champion as Emmanuelle is bringing Goon back to his feet but he leaps and catches her on the ear with the Jumping Enzuigiri, rocking her back as he kips up and shoots for the Superkick- Blocked by Emmanuelle, spun around as she goes for the Snap Dragon but Goon slips down as she hooks the arms, rolling away and back to his feet, catching her with a picture perfect Dropkick! David Goon is coming back into this slowly and giving Emmanuelle a run for her money with the hard strikes as he brings her back up to her feet, rebounding off of the ropes and the Leaping Neckbreaker but Emmanuelle twists her body around and catches Goon with a Reverse DDT!
Nigel Alfather: That was a beautiful counter from Emmanuelle as she runs the ropes and lands a nasty Penalty Kick to the head of the champion as Emmanuelle goes for the cover but Goon counters and rolls her over, into a Headlock as he holds her down to the mat. Goon begins to speak to the crowd and taunt them as Emmanuelle tries to fight out of it but Goon is just pinning her down to the ground, making it hard to bring herself back up to her own feet--WAIT! Emmanuelle is bridging along with Goon here, she might have found the opening that she needed to break free - but Goon transitions into the Rolling Cutter! Goon will go for the cover on Emmanuelle here…
ONE!
TWO!
Daniel Wilson: A kick out from Emmanuelle as she scrambles to her feet here but Goon fires off a Superkick- Emmanuelle catches him and drops Goon down on his neck with a Pumphandle Half Nelson Suplex! Emmanuelle tries to bridge but Goon just flops over and lays flat on his stomach. The Platinum Standard brings the South Bronx Champion up to his feet and hooks both arms, seeking the Pasadena Bomb, bringing David Goon up but he counters with the Hurricanrana! The champion is back to his feet and looking for the Superkick, fainting it however and connecting the Step Up Enzuigiri instead! Goon finds his way back up to his feet and heads to the ropes, springboarding and twisting his body around to land on Emmanuelle with the Crossbody! Goon’s on fire now and he won’t stop until he’s got the championship in his hands again, seeing Emmanuelle up to her knees as she crawls to the ropes for leverage -- SUPERKICK! THAT’S THE FIRST OF THE NIGHT! I think Goon might be looking for seconds as he fires off the Superkick… but Emmanuelle rolls out of the ring!
Nigel Alfather: A cunning move made on Emmanuelle’s part but I have a feeling she doesn’t know that Goon is rebounding off of the ropes and looking for the Suicide Dive through the ropes BUT EMMANUELLE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND LETS GOON CRASH INTO THE BARRICADE! Goon’s head crashes into the steel and Emmanuelle’s seen the opportunity open up, like the doors have been kicked in wide! David Goon is struggling to even move right now, he’s hit that barricade with such velocity, and Emmanuelle’s dragged him back up to his feet- BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE APRON! GOON DROPPED RIGHT DOWN ONTO HIS NECK! Emmanuelle pushes him into the ring and it’s not looking good for the South Bronx Champion right now, he’s got his back against the wall here with Emmanuelle as she slides into the ring, Goon is somehow back up to his feet and fires off a Spinning Back Kick right into the stomach of Emmanuelle but she fires back with a Bicycle Knee right to the head of the champion! Roundhouse Kick to the head follows! Superkick right after! Now she’s unloading with the slaps across the face, and then a Roundhouse Kick to the midsection followed by her own Spinning Back Kick to the stomach! All in one fast flurry of strikes and A BUZZSAW KICK LANDS RIGHT AFTER! QUATTRO PANORAMA!
Daniel Wilson: Emmanuelle’s finding the time to pose over Goon’s body as he’s not looking too good here, imagine what SSW would be like if we gained another federation’s championship -- it’ll be like the SSW Junior Heavyweight Championship all over again! But wait, Goon’s rolled up Emmanuelle! Shoulders are down!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Daniel Wilson: Emmanuelle breaks the pin--or maybe not! Goon is picking her up into the air… BUCKLE BOMB IN THE CORNER! GOON’S IN CONTROL NOW! FULL NELSON SUPLEX WITH THE BRIDG-- NO! EMMANUELLE IS ABLE TO OVERTHROW HER WEIGHT AND DROPS GOON TO THE MAT, HOLDING HIS SHOULDERS DOWN!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Daniel Wilson: Goon breaks the pin! Emmanuelle’s not wasting any time though, hooking the arms and going for the Pasadena Bomb! She lifts Goon up but he’s able to slip his arms free, twisting his body around, and landing the Cutter! What a counter from the Tiger Bomb! Emmanuelle and David Goon are laid out on the mat, they’re putting in the fuckin’ effort right now against one another and we’ve just broke ten minutes into this match! Emmanuelle’s doing anything to gain another championship and use Goon’s minimal experience to her favour but Goon’s a fighting champion, he’s not letting Emmanuelle hit her big moves because he can just sense an ending coming from them!
Nigel Alfather: David Goon is the first to his feet but Emmanuelle’s slowly following up behind, grabbing Goon from behind and into the Full Nelson Hold, dragging him across the ring and lifting him into the air but turns it into a Flatliner and now Emmanuelle’s going for the submission, she might be looking for the Punch Out Time if she’s lucky here, and by the looks of her setup she might be going for just that! The modified STF with the additional Sleeper Hold is close to being locked in but Goon is struggling, he’s kicking around the place and trying to not let Emmanuelle get a grip on that submission! Emmanuelle’s rolling onto her back with Goon in her grasp--but he’s able to slip free and roll over onto his feet! Standing Shooting Star Press--but Emmanuelle’s had the knees up just in time! David Goon thought he had Emmanuelle scouted there but she was just one step ahead of the South Bronx Champion.
Daniel Wilson: Well it’s Emmanuelle’s time to shine as she rises to her feet and just toys with Goon to stand up, pushing him down every time he’s trying to get back up to his feet… GOON CAUGHT HER WITH A WILD HEADBUTT TO THE JAW AND EMMANUELLE’S ROCKED! SUPERKICK!! THE SECOND OF THE NIGHT AND IT’S RANG HER BELL! BUT THERE’S A THIRD SUPERKICK! EMMANUELLE’S NOT DOWN YET, SHE’S ON JELLY LEGS HERE! Goon is FIRING off with the Sharp Elbow Strikes right to the face of The Silver Starlet and now it’s Goon who has her back against the wall! She’s got her back against the ropes and the referee is pulling Goon away, but Emmanuelle caught him with a slap across the face! The disrespect from the challenger is despicable here and Goon’s pissed right the fuck off now! Bicycle Kick- Emmanuelle’s caught the foot here! Goon is swinging his arms to hit her but it’s no use… GODSPEED IMPULSE!! NO! COUNTER! FULL NELSON SUPLEX WITH THE BRIIIIDGE!!!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE--
Nigel Alfather: Emmanuelle kicks out again! But Goon has his challenger right where he needs her to be, heading all the way up to the top rope and maybe looking for the finish here as he watches Emmanuelle move to her feet, David Goon stands tall on the top rope… he’s looking for the Blockbuster finish! He leaps for DEEEEESSSS-- EMMANUELLE CAUGHT HIM! EMMANUELLE CAUGHT HIM IN THE AIR, INTO THE VERTICAL SUPLEX HOLD, SHE’S GOT HIM IN THE AIR!!! WAIT, SHE’S HAMMERLOCKING HIM IN THE AIR! NO WAY! SHE’S GOT THE HAMMERLOCK ON DAVID GOON… RODEO DRIVER!!! DROPPED GOON RIGHT ON HIS HEAD WITH THE SIT OUT MICHINOKU DRIVER! THAT MODIFIED RODEO DRIVER MIGHT HAVE WON HER THE TITLE! THIS IS IT! COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Daniel Wilson: SHE GOT HIM! IT’S OVER!
Nigel Alfather: ABSOLUTELY NOT! GOON GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MILLISECOND! THE CHAMPION IS STILL IN THIS! Emmanuelle cannot believe that he was kicked out of the Rodeo Driver, absolutely jaw-dropped by the stubbornness in David Goon. The Silver Starlet isn’t done yet though, she wants that championship, she needs that championship, and she will take that championship from David Goon by any means necessary! Emmanuelle has David Goon by the hair and drags him up to his feet, going for the kill as she takes a few steps back… PALISADES BOMBER- Goon countered with the Inverted Suplex! David Goon won’t back down from anything that Emmanuelle is throwing his way, he’s got that New York heart that just won’t stop beating! Emmanuelle is up to her knees… A FOURTH SUPERKICK! GOON FIRING OFF THOSE SUPERKICKS LIKE A YOUNG BUCK HE IS!
Daniel Wilson: It’s been getting extremely intense after that Rodeo Driver from Emmanuelle but Goon’s heart just won’t stop when it should be, as you’ve said - he’s got that New York blood in him and by god, he won’t ever stop fighting until he’s dead! David Goon is heading back up to the top rope but he’s cut off by Emmanuelle pulling him back down to the ring, but Goon fires off with the forearm strikes but Emmanuelle ducks a fist and CATCHES GOON WITH A RIGHT CROSS! CROSS COUNTER! AND NOW SHE’S GOT THE ARMS HOOKED, SHE’S LIFTING HIM UP INTO THE AIR… PASADENA BOMB!! IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH THE LEGS HOOKED!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Nigel Alfather: AGAIN, GOON KICKS OUT! HOW MUCH MORE DOES DAVID GOON HAVE IN HIM!? Emmanuelle might have to resort to out of the box moves, Goon must have done his research on Emmanuelle, she’s gonna begin the climb to the second rope with her back against Goon, might be looking Moonsault from here, springboard up to the top rope and leaps for the Moonsault-- SUPERKICK!! GOON CAUGHT HER MID-FLIGHT! EMMANUELLE CRASHED HARD ON THE MAT AND GOON’S GOING ALL THE WAY UP! HE’S GONNA FINISH THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL! CIELO ALTO!!! LEAPING FROG SPLASH FROM THE TOP ROPE! WHAT HEIGHT HE REACHED! THIS IS IT! THE COVER AND THE COUNT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE--
Daniel Wilson: OH COME ON! HOW DID EMMANUELLE KICK OUT FROM THIS! Goon is fired up though, going to secure his win no matter what with a SIXTH SUPERKICK! HE’S JUST FIRING ON ALL CYLINDERS! GOON WITH A SEVENTH SUPERKICK! AND FOLLOWED UP WITH AN EIGHTH SUPERKICK! AND THEN THE NINTH SUPERKICK! HE’S BUILDING THE FINAL ONE UP… EMMANUELLE’S ON HER FEET, BUT GOON TELLS THE REFEREE TO LOOK OVER THERE-- OH YOU BASTARD! A KICK RIGHT BETWEEN EMMANUELLE’S LEGS! A CUNT PUNT, IF YOU WILL! GOON CAUGHT EMMANUELLE WITH A LOW BLOW AND NOW A SPIKE PILEDRIVER IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! YOU DEVIOUS BASTARD!
Nigel Alfather: Goon didn’t need to do that but he did it and now he’s got this match handed to him on a silver platter with the main dish being The Silver Starlet. Goon is close to having this match won and retaining his championship as he brings Emmanuelle up to her feet BUT SHE’S FIRING OFF WITH THE QUATTRO PANORAMA! SHOTGUN DROPKICK SENDS GOON INTO THE CORNER! Emmanuelle brings herself over to the corner and is charging in towards Goon with THE PLATINUM DYNAMIC! DOUBLE KNEES IN THE CORNER! PAYING HOMAGE TO CARLOS ROSSO WITH HER VERSION OF THE RED DYNAMIC!
Daniel Wilson: Emmanuelle got the Platinum Dynamic in and now she’s bringing Goon into the middle of the ring, trapping the arm with a hammerlock and looking to transition that Back Suplex into a Tombstone Piledriver--but Goon slides down the back and pushes her towards the ropes, making her rebound and walk RIGHT INTO A TENTH SUPERKICK OF THE NIGHT! Superkick to the shins by Goon this time and he’s got the arms hooked, might be looking for a Tiger Driver all the way from 1998-- Emmanuelle breaks free and a Back Body Drop attempt sends Goon over her head but the champion’s able to land on his feet and looks to springboard… Asai Moonsault--
Nigel Alfather: ROSSO REVOLVER!! EMMANUELLE CONNECTED THE ROSSO REVOLVER INTO A MID-FLIGHT DAVID GOON! THAT SPINNING BACK ELBOW JUST DROPPED GOON DOWN TO THE MAT AND THIS MIGHT BE HERS FOR THE TAKING AS SHE BRINGS GOON BACK TO HIS FEET, TWIST THE ARM AROUND AND GO UNDER… SOMERSAULT!... REVERSE!... D!... D!... NO! GOON SUCKERED HER IN AND HAS EMMANUELLE IN THE FIREMAN’S CARRY! MODIFIED GO TO SLEEP WITH THE BICYCLE KNEE LIFT AND EMMANUELLE’S DOWN! SHE’S SPRAWLED OUT ON THE MAT! DAVID GOON IS GOING ALL THE WAY UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND IT MIGHT JUST BE OVER FOR EMMANUELLE… CIELO!!! ALLLLLTOOOOOOOO!!! FROG SPLASH CONNECTS! GOON GOT ALL OF IT DOWN ONTO EMMANUELLE! THE COVER AND THE COUNT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
“Put ‘Em In Their Place” plays through the speakers as the bell rings, David Goon rolls off of Emmanuelle’s body and the crowd boo heavy -- they did not want to see the title be retained here tonight.
Tasha Abraham: Here is your winner… AND STILL... THE NEXT LEVEL WRESTLING SOUTH BRONX CHAMPION… DAVVIIIIIIIDD GOOOOOOOOOOON!!!
Nigel Alfather: What a fuckin’ match that was, Daniel. Two of them were intense from start to finish and damn near killed one another to outshine until it came down to a miscalculation on Emmanuelle’s part and David Goon was smart enough to capitalise on the situation.
Daniel Wilson: Damn right, David Goon outsmarted Emmanuelle, suckered her in to right where he needed her to be and when he had her in his grasp, he went in for the kill. Next Level Wrestling definitely brought out a star to perform here tonight with David Goon and I hope this won’t be the last time we see him -- or even Next Level Wrestling’s finest roster -- compete here in SSW International!
David Goon heads up the ramp with his championship raised up high as Emmanuelle finally awakens from what just happened moments before, frustrated over not being able to pick up the win as we fade into the next segment.
We fade back into Gunn’s office, giving the match he just watched a round of applause.
BB Gunn: Outstanding performance from Goon, I have to say! But now, it’s time to get a little bit more serious. The XHF Rumble has passed us by and with that, I felt as if we needed to address the elephant in the room. That being Riley Richards.
The screen behind Gunn shows a picture of Riley during the XHF Rumble match.
BB Gunn: Riley made an outstanding performance in the Rumble and evidently, shocked a few people with how far he had gotten. Final six is no easy matter as many would tell you, even Rob Arnold himself, which is why I feel as if there is a need to reward him for such an accolade of making it so close. As of right now, I've yet to make that decision on how to reward Riley with his efforts and believe me everyone, there's been a few ideas rattling around in this noggin of mine for a while now. The opportunities are endless as they say and for Riley, the opportunities are soon to come. Maybe even a match with our Southern States Champion, David Goon, if he makes it out alive from Hostile Intent.
The crowd in the arena cheer for Riley Richards, even beginning a chant for the young lad.
BB Gunn: I’m sure that Riley will love the idea and I cannot wait to see how well he performs in the next few weeks. As for David Goon, I’ll speak about him in just a moment, because I want to address something else that took place tonight. Scott Hampton’s actions have been definitely noticed, his blatant disregard for the safety of those around him is a clear attitude change and what happened after his match with Savannah Sunshine was foul-hearted. I’m more so disgusted with the changes Scott has made to himself.
Gunn quietly shakes his head.
BB Gunn: -but, someone came knocking at my door earlier asking for something, Scott, and it was the man you attacked in that ring when he tried to calm you down. That man being Jason Long. He knocked on my door and he demanded a match with you. He demanded for there to be something between you and him for what you did. I won’t let things go unturned, and at first, I was hesitant. Now, I’m certain.
His tone quickly changes to a more serious, deep tone.
BB Gunn: Jason Long wanted to have something with you, he didn’t specify which, and that’s what he wanted. Since you wanted to cower and attack him from behind earlier tonight and after he’s been to my office, then I have no choice but to give that man what he wants and what you wouldn’t want to have. Scott Hampton... you will be facing Savannah Sunshine at Hostile Intent in a No Holds Barred Match with a referee of my choosing, and the special guest referee? Jason Long. I cannot oblique him to compete since he has other matters at hand in other places but I can for sure have him be the one to call it down the middle. You wanted to mess around like such? Then fine. Time to make a name for yourself, boy.
Gunn leans back in his chair, a confident smile on his face.
BB Gunn: Now, back to The Goons. Your actions tonight have been left untouched, because I wanted to see what you two would do. I thought I’d never have to deal with the four of you after what happened two weeks ago, but here we are, gentlemen. Back at it again and back with the childish fighting. Frankly, I’m sick of it now and if that’s how you four want to play those games, then so be it. You’ve made me play this hand, so know this with a warning.
Pointing right towards the camera.
BB Gunn: The Goons and The New South, I scheduled a match between you four to happen in two weeks in a No Disqualification Match and I thought we’d finally settle the score there and then, but it seems like both are bloodthirsty for more. Well, that’s going to be put to a stop from right now. From now, until the Southern States Championship match at Hostile Intent, there will be no more sneak attacks of the sort. There’ll be no backstage brawls. Neither of you are to touch one another. There will be consequences if such things happen.
Gunn takes a deep breath to calm himself down.
BB Gunn: If any of you dare touch one another between now and Hostile Intent, then both Beau and David will be pulled from the match at the Pay Per View. Then, I will strip David Goon of his Southern States Championship. Then, I will fire all four of you on the fuckin’ spot. Of course, this doesn't effect your tag team match next week as I will be watching that match with a very close eye. I want all anger to be taken out in that match. I want all the hatred you four have with one another to end there and then. This ends here, gentlemen, and if any of you would like to try and push my patience even more, then you will see yourself out the door and I’m sure FIRESIDE would love to hire any one of you free of charge. You’ve been let to do your own things on your own terms but enough is enough and by god, if you test me again, I will make sure that justice will soon be served on all four of you.
Gunn brings himself to silence, clasping his hands together as he takes a moment to recollect himself and his thoughts.
BB Gunn: ...and for the rest of you lovely fans, I hope you enjoy our next match with El Rey taking on the brand new XHF X*Crown Champion, Dylan Black.
With that said, the feed soon fades away from Gunn’s office to back inside the arena.
MATCH FIVE
Dylan Black vs. El Rey
There was a different edge to the youngster today. El Rey looked laser focused on the X*Crown Champion as they waited for the bell to ring. When the bell did sound off, he went straight in for a lock up, which caught Dylan slightly off balance, but he recovered and backed El Rey into the corner. Dylan offered the clean break, and El Rey thanked him by snapping a kick to the gut of Black, and threw him head first into the top turnbuckle. With Dylan in the corner Rey went off with some hard knife edge chops before sending El Rey to the opposite corner, he charged at him but Dylan stepped forward and vaulted him over the top rope, El Rey landed on the apron however, and Dylan turned into a jumping roundhouse kick which floored him. El Rey looked to keep the momentum going, heading straight for the top rope and went off looking for a 450 splash, however the X*Crown champion rolled out of the way to force El Rey to crash and burn.
Black got to one knee and watched his opponent stumble back up to his feet, and immediately went on the attack with a slap to the face and forearm combo, before a boot to the gut and a one arm vertical suplex. Black popped straight back to his feet and riled the crowd up, despite not always playing hero, the New Orleans crowd certainly appreciated the champion, especially when he’s up against El Rey who…well let’s be honest hasn’t endeared himself to anybody in the last six months.
Dylan wasn’t pandering for long, he dragged El Rey up on to one knee, where Rey showed some fight, planting a couple right hands into his gut, El Rey got up and attempted an Irish whip but Dylan reversed, this didn’t matter to much as El Rey countered with a head scissors takedown when he came back. Both men sprung back up pretty quickly and El Rey went for a clothesline, Dylan ducked and hopped onto El Rey’s shoulders, hitting Headstrong [poisonrana]. He made the cover and got a two count.
Dylan dragged El Rey back up and threw him over the top rope to the outside. Both men had promised punishment and it appeared that Dylan wanted to follow through. He rolled out to the outside and collected his opponent, and then he slammed El Rey’s head onto the announce desk. El Rey popped off the table and stumbled back towards the ring, but Dylan wasn’t letting him space. He went to whip him towards the stairs but el Rey reversed, sending Dylan shoulder first into the steps. El Rey rolled him back into the ring and waited for Dylan to stir, climbing back onto the apron he waited for Dyaln to turn around, and took off, looking for a springboard shotgun dropkick, Dylan ducked however…leaving El Rey to connect both boots into the referee who was stood right behind Dylan Black.
The referee hit the mat like a stone, El Rey and Dylan both looked at the fallen referee, before Dylan could consider what move to make next, El Rey straight up punted him in the crotch, and he winced and toppled over like a tree being felled. El Rey looked down and laughed at the X*Crown champion before inspecting the referee, who was out for the count. So El Rey rolled out of the ring and collected a chair, he wanted to really hurt the champion. Chair in hand he slid back in and stalked the champion who looked like the dick kick had possibly winded him. He waited patiently though, and when Dylan got to his feet he swung the chair, but Dylan rolled past him, and as El Rey turned back around, Dylan swiftly kicked him in the gut and planted him with a DDT.
Dylan looked at the downed referee, and then the chair, he smirked, a relaxation of rules, a weapon, this was his domain now. He moved the chair near to El Rey’s head, and walked behind him, he was going to hit the Dynamic Outro [wicked stepsister] on the steel chair! However, as he bent over to grab El Rey’s arms, El Rey barrel rolled onto his back, which caused Dylan to fall, with his foot hooked with El Rey’s in the set up. Both men scrambled to their feet and Dylan looked to hit a big mechanical punch on El Rey, but Rey ducked, booted Dylan in the gut, he hit the Society Killer [styles clash] on the chair! He slid the chair out of the ring as the referee was stirring now, and he made the cover. Despite the slow count, El Rey made the huge upset!
[WINNER: El Rey Via Society Killer at 12:54]
We cut to a locker room and find the 'StormCrow' Tommy Kelly sat on a stool, his head hung low.
Kelly: Ugh I think I'm going to be sick.
Bodhi: Yeah well you shouldn't have eaten a whole fucking pizza on the way here.
Tommy is geared up and ready for his match in looks, but by the sounds of it he's not doing too well physically. JROK superstar Bodhi is with him, trying to give him encouragement and a push.
Bodhi: It's just nerves Tommy, just butterflies. Nothing to be worried about, you got this far with ease so now just the final push and we're home. Beat these losers and get that title shot.
Kelly: Yeah, easy for you to say. BOTH these fuckers want my head though, Big Bone's out for revenge and Brooke's is looking to make her name here. Uh, nothing can make this situation worse.
As he says the words the locker room swings open, and in walks the Titan of the AWF, Hyperion.
Kelly: What the fu...
Jumping up into a defensive stance, Tommy and Hyperion lock eyes and both share the same grimace on their faces.
Kelly: What's this, here t'finish me off are ya? Well come on then, ya lanky prick!
Bodhi: Tommy, at ease. I asked him to come, I thought it might help you.
Kelly: You what?? This fucker tried to murder me! He stabbed me with a fucking spear!
Hyperion: It was a trident, or so I'm told. Crow, Bodhi here asked me to come round and spare some encouraging words before your battle. She tells me that you and I have not had the friendliest past.
Kelly: ...are you fucking serious?
Bodhi: I told you this, his memory is gone. Wiped. He's a new man, with zero history in his brain. I've filled him in and shown him videos, but this is not the same Hyperion. Trust me.
Hyperion: She speaks truly. This is the first time I have laid eyes on you yet it appears the sentiment is not shared. Bodhi has informed me of my... ill ways and wrong doings. I was not a good person, a good ally or a good friend.
Kelly: You tried to fucking kill me with a spear.
Hyperion: A trident, but alas you are right. And from what I have gathered I was punished for my sins. The man you knew, perhaps feared is gone. All that remains now is I, the Titan of Light.
Tommy looks over at Bodhi for confirmation, and she nods. Slowly he eases off his stance.
Bodhi: Hyperion isn't here to intimidate you, here's here to back you up. Eli Dresden has his trident, and she has your number. This threeway match stacks all odds against you. But, if you needed to have anyone in your corner, I figure this guy right here wouldn't be the worst of them.
Hyperion walks forward, his hand extended.
Hyperion: Crow, allow me to correct the error in my ways. Allow me recompense for my actions, and stand with you in your fight.
Tommy looks at the handshake, back to Bodhi, and back to the handshake.
Kelly: Least I know that bitch holds the trident, so you won't be sticking me with it again.
Hyperion: For now, until I reclaim it. Or perhaps you might do me the honor?
Tommy breaks a slight smirk and accepts the handshake.
Bodhi: Good, good! My two boys, burying the hatchet and reuniting. What a sight for sore eyes... Now then, Tommy? Shall we strap those wrists and get you ready?
The handshake continues, and slowly turns into a test of strength between the two men, aggressively trying to squeeze the others hands to bits.
Bodhi: Oh for fucks sake... right back to normal it is. C'mon boys, break it up.
Bodhi tries to pry the two men of their friendly, competitive challenge as we fade out from the scene.
MAIN EVENT - MATCH SIX
NLW Heavyweight Championship Contenders Match
Tommy Kelly vs Big Bone vs Rebecca Brookes
Knowing the stakes were high, all three competitors took a moment when the bell rang, even this early any mistake could be costly, and equally any advantage could prove to make a huge difference. Each competitor was calculating in their head who they needed to attack, eyes switching between the other two in the ring, and finally it was Tommy Kelly who got proceedings going, making a loud comment that he was getting too old to wait any more and went into a fist fight with Big Bone. Brookes held off to wait for an opening, which soon presented itself when Big Bone started to take advantage of the fist fight and back Kelly into the corner, but a headbutt from Kelly would knock him back a couple steps and into the path of Brookes, who hit a spinning backfist to send Big Bone back into the path of Kelly, who hit a superman punch to send him back into the path of Brookes, who finally floored the masked luchador with a superkick.
With Big Bone downed, Brookes and Kelly had the opportunity to focus on each other. Brookes, the younger and quicker of the two used these attributes to put Kelly on the back foot, charging in with a combination of strikes to back The StormCrow up against the ropes. She sent him across the ring with an Irish whip, and subsequently dropped him with a bicycle kick. She covered but Kelly kicked out barely after the referee’s hand dropped on two. Brookes smartly transitioned into a rear naked choke attempt following the kickout, and Kelly knew he had to take evasive action or be at risk early on. He quickly got to his feet, choke still applied, Brookes didn’t want to let go and as she was forced to her feet she jumped on Tommy Kelly’s back to try and keep the hold going. Kelly was having none of it, and with Brookes securely piggy backing on him, he shuffled back to the corner and threw all his weight into squashing her there, and successfully breaking the hold. Kelly, happy to be freed and get more air back in his lungs, stumbled forward a few steps, before sizing The Princess of NLW up and making a charge at her, but Brookes is wise to it and forces her feet up, connecting with his head and again sending him back. She didn’t hesitate and lifted him on to her shoulders, and hit the Angel’s Wings [fireman’s carry into neckbreaker].
Kelly clutched his neck and rolled towards the ring apron, Brookes went after him, but Bog Bone was back in the ring, he spun her around and doubled her over with a stiff gut kick, and hit a gutwrench powerbomb to take control of the situation. Big Bone dragged her back up and hit a combination of punches and chops to back Brookes into the corner, where he lifted her onto the top rope. He climbed the corner as well and looked to set up a superplex, but Brookes sensed the danger, fighting out with punches. She pushed Big Bone off the top and he rolled back to the middle of the ring. Rebecca shook the cobwebs out and sensed an opening, she stood on the tope rope as Big Bone got back to his feet and she took flight for a cross body, but Big Bone caught her and in a great show of strength, sent her packing with a fall away slam! Bone was quickly back to his feet, he check for Tommy Kelly, who was still hanging of the apron, recovering, before once more dragging Brookes to her feet, he lifted her to his shoulders in order to hit Rattlin’ Bones, but Brookes elbowed out and dropped behind, she grabbed the waist, looking for a German suplex, but Esqueleto de Gran Fiesta caught her with an elbow of his own, he turned and delivered a stiff looking Bonesaw [burning lariat]. He made the cover, but a now recovered Tommy Kelly broke it up at two and a half.
The diving attack from Kelly forced Big Bone to roll away to the corner, and Kelly picked Brookes up and threw her out over the top rope. Kelly then turned his attention back to the fun loving skeleton, who was getting back to his feet. He backed him into the corner with a headbutt, before whipping him into the opposite corner, following up with a running big boot which brought Big Bone to one knee. After getting his foot back down, The StormCrow dragged Big Bone back towards the centre of the ring in a front facelock, and hit a picture perfect brainbuster, making a cover for a short two count. Kelly dragged Bone back up to his feet and immediate re-grounded him with a side slam onto his knee, slowing the pace down a tough to his preference. He kept Big Bone grounded with some boots, before taking a moment to check on Rebecca Brookes, who was still out of commission on the outside. He turned back to see Big Bone getting back up, although facing away from him, so Kelly snuck up behind him and brought Bone up into an electric chair drop position, but Big Bone spun around and hit a hurricanrana! Kelly went flying across the ring but still somewhat fresh he scrambled back to his feet, they charged at each other and Big Bone went for a clothesline, Kelly ducked under and grabbed Big Bone in a cross body/hip toss takedown, rolling into a chokehold to complete RedRum. Big Bone was in big trouble, right in the middle of the ring, but Rebecca Brookes was back to her feet, she’s climbed onto the apron and knowing she needed to interfere hit a springboard elbow drop onto the two men, breaking the hold!
Big Bone smartly rolled away and out of danger following the submission hold, so Brookes’ immediate target was Tommy Kelly. She approached him as he was stumbling back to his feet and unleashed a combination ok kicks, before pausing and almost snapping his head off with a buzzsaw kick. Kelly went down like he’d been shot, but Big Bone snuck back up behind Brookes and hooked her in for Roll The Bones [Cross Rhodes], Brookes however spun out of it, and with some separation she kicked Big Bone in the gut before hitting Dawn of the Goddess [spinning Michinoku Driver II-B], before she made the cover though, Kelly was back up and tried to launch her back over the top rope, but this time Brookes landed on the apron, she reached over and spun Kelly around, knocking him back with a stiff forearm. She went back into the ring with a springboard, but any planned offence was stuffed as Kelly used the extra space to deliver a spear as she was about to land in the ring! Brookes looked like she’d been snapped in half and rolled away, gasping for air. Kelly turned and saw Big Bone using the ropes to get back up, and pounced, sending him up and crashing back down to the mat by hitting Death Becomes You [omega driver], he covered, and despite Brookes starting to crawl back over to break it up, she couldn’t quite get there in time and Tommy Kelly got the three!
[WINNER: Tommy Kelly Via Death Becomes You at 18:04]
Kelly rolls away from the carnage in the middle of the ring and "Born of a Broken Man" by Rage Against the Machine fires up on the P.A, the crowd are going mad, not just for the action in the ring but because of the outcome.
Dan Simmons: He did it! The StormCrow flies again, Tommy!
Tommy West: I can't believe it, the crusty old sod did it!
Kelly sits up and has his hand raised, and after taking a moment to process it, he gets to his feet and ascends the turnbuckle to celebrate with the New Orleans crowd.
Dan Simmons: In four weeks time at Hostile Intent, it'll be Tommy Kelly and Eli Dresden in a steel cage, folks, you won't want to miss that, but before that we'll be back in two weeks for another edition of Ascendancy. It's been an absolutely wild Open Fight Night, but from me and my partner, goodnight!
Backstage at the Avron B Fogelman Arena, interviewer Kelly Ross talks with announcer Marty Watts.
Kelly: I’m so excited for Open Fight Night, you don’t even know.
Marty: Yeah, this should be a good show, there are a lot of really good matches.
Kelly: It’s not even that, the New South isn’t on the card so I shouldn’t have to deal with any of their shit tonight.
Marty: Jesus, tell me about it. Egomaniacal jackasses and that Jolene always demanding on doing the intros? Out of her damn mind.
Kelly: Don’t even get me started on her. I swear to god, I’d give my next paycheck to take a swing at her.
Marty: Maybe one day. Anyway, I have to get ready, I’ll catch you later.
Marty walks off and Kelly looks down at her phone. She can suddenly tell she’s being watched. Kelly looks up slowly to see Jolene flanked by Waylon Kirk & Beau Traywick. Jolene is staring a hole through Kelly Ross while Waylon & Beau have sinister smiles on their faces.
Jolene: Don’t worry Kelly, I heard you. And I’ll tell you what, you can take a swing at me for free. It’s Open Fight Night and that sounded like a challenge. I’ll see your ass in the ring.
Jolene shoves Kelly Ross down and the New South walk away from a terrified Kelly.
We open with the instrumental version of Mobb Deep's "Put Em In Their Place" playing lightly in the back ground as we see sitting on your screen, to the our left, David, and our right, Ricardo Goon. David with the NLW South BRONX Championship hanging loosely from around his neck.
Ric: "So I hear this is the famous EN EL DUB One Fight Night everyone raves about."
David: "Yep"
Ric: "Yet, here we sit, without anyone to you know like...FIGHT."
David: "Si."
Ric: "And you would thing, with you being the EN EL DUB South BRONX! Champions people would be fighting each other for a shot."
David: "Ya'd think."
Ric: "Or maybe you'd think one of the many XHF Network wide Tag teams would have wanted to test their claim as the best against THE BEST but naw....crickets."
David: "Not even, just white noise, whispers in the back talkin that shit about what they would like to do to us, or see someone do to us, but when the time for that is here, no one's got the balls to step to the bad guy, fine, I keep this bitch right here for as long as I damn well please. Be a fighting champion they say, bitch please if you think you can take this from me TRY. Ain't my fucking place to find worthy challengers."
Ric: "That goes for the tag team division also, ain't no one yet been able to stop us and now all the teams are running scared, so ya know what, till management gives us something to fight over, you know like maybe some tag team titles or something, force people to grow some cajones to step to us. And since our records show that this here Open Fight Night hasn't paid up it's required Goon Insurance Fee we are now going to hijack this show, and sit here, on our phones."
The both sit there in silence as Ric does just that and pulls out his phone, David snorts his nose as they sit there for a good maybe ten seconds maybe fifteen before David breaks the silence.
David: "I'm bored."
Ric in one swift motion puts his phone away and stands up.
Ric: "Let's go beat someone up."
David not having to be asked twice quickly rises his from chair and the two brothers head off to go find trouble.
Next Level Wrestling Presents
ASCENDANCY XIV - OPEN FIGHT NIGHT II
LIVE from the Avron B Fogelman Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana
Saturday, May 1st, 2021
"Obey" by Bring Me The Horizon and YUNGBLUD blares throughout the arena as the fans enthusiastically cheer in anticipation for the spectacle they are about to see. The camera pans over the crowd as multi-colored lights swirl over them before it cuts to the announce team of Dan Simmons and Tommy West. The smiling duo of announcers are, of course, quick to get right to work.
Dan Simmons: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another exciting episode of Ascendancy! I'm Dan Simmons with Tommy West, and tonight is the kind of night that only comes 'round once a year!
Tommy West: That's right, Dan--Open Fight Night, a night like no other here in NLW. Tonight we've got two matches that were formed by wrestlers both from here in NLW and beyond challenging one another!
Dan Simmons: Dylan Black, tired of El Rey constantly insulting him, challenged the young upstart. Will we see this bitter rivalry brought to an end?
Tommy West: Only time will tell, Dan. Speaking of timing--just how will Big Gun Tsunami handle Leon Chant? When the traveling wrestler challenged Leon, he was still our NLW Heavyweight Champion. After a hard-fought loss to Eli Dresden at the last episode of Ascendancy, Leon's got to have a point to prove.
Dan Simmons: He's not the only one, either. Not only does Savannah Sunshine want to start off her time here with a win over a very game Scott Hampton, but our main event sees three of NLW's best collide in an epic main event with a shot at the NLW Heavyweight Championship on the line!
Tommy West: It will either be Rebecca Brookes, Big Bone, or Tommy Kelly stepping into the steel cage against Eli Dresden at Hostile Intent, but who will be the one to lay claim to that opportunity? I can't wait to see it all go down!
Dan Simmons: Before we get to any of that, though, we're starting things off with an address from the champion herself. And if anyone is the epitome of unpredictable, Tommy... it's got to be Eli. Marty, take it away!
The camera cuts to Marty Watts standing in the middle of the ring. Flashing a grin at the crowd, Watts gets right down to business.
Marty Watts: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me now is none other than our new World Heavyweight Champion.... EEEEEEELIIIIIIII DREEEEESDEEEEN!
'Untouchable' hits... and the moment that the newly-minted NLW Heavyweight Champion steps out from behind the curtain? The cheers are thunderous as the fans get to their feet for Eli Dresden, the blond's smirk growing to an outright grin as she takes it in. A black pants-suit with strappy heels in gold is her chosen attire, though the championship belt isn't on her shoulder or around her waist. Rather, as she puts her hands on her hips and lets out a pleased little sigh, it's revealed that the only thing she's wearing under that blazer is the title being used as a strapless top.
Dan Simmons: Well that's... creative.
Tommy West: That's one way to put it, partner!
Making her way down the ramp, Dresden slaps the hands of the fans when she can, the speedster not rushing for once. This is a first for her, and she's gonna drink it all in while she can. Eventually ascending the ring steps, Eli steps into the squared circle. For a moment, she plays at removing the belt to hold it over her head... before realizing that BB Gunn wouldn't be a fan of the censorship board coming down on him, so she relents with a mischievous grin, instead accepting the mic after a friendly exchange with Watts as her music fades.
Dresden: Well hot damn, I almost wanna run my hot little ass up the ramp and do all of that again. That was almost better than sex!
One can only imagine BB Gunn facepalming at that particular turn of phrase, but really--he ought to expect this from Eli by now.
Dresden: Okay, okay. Sorry, BB, but I just had to say that. I'll behave from now on, scout's honor.
A pause; that infamous Cheshire smirk reveals itself.
Dresden: Oh who the fuck am I tryin' to kid? I didn't get to this moment, right here, by behavin' myself and we all know it. I got here by lookin' at the men who wanted me to shut my mouth, be their arm candy... and givin' them the finger before I drove their faces into the mat. I got here by workin' harder instead of quittin' when I was told that I should just shut up and be window dressing. I got here by refusin' to bend to the bullshit demands that never woulda' been made of me if I was Elijah instead of Eliza. If anything, the more those assholes tried to force me into whatever little box they wanted me to live in, the more dangerous I became in that ring to prove them wrong. And now... well, look who's at the top of the mountain. It's the woman that so many were so quick to try to reduce to stereotypes in an attempt to beat her there.
The champion's smirk sharpens.
Dresden: Ain't that a bitch, fellas?
The crowd cheers for the blond as she laughs, clearly pleased at being able to rub that fact in the faces of some of her past opponents.
Dresden: That little bit of schadenfreude aside, I'm all too aware of the bullseye that is now centered firmly in the middle of my chest--in more ways than one, at the moment. I know that Leon Chant is waitin' in the wings, bidin' his time until it's just right to try to take this back from me. I know that Rebecca Brookes, Big Bone, and Tommy Kelly are backstage right now, getting ready to go to war in the name of getting the first shot to dethrone me... and that's not even touching on all the other members of the roster who want to get their turn at it, or even the people from other companies in the XHF Network and beyond who think they've got what it takes to beat me. The question is simple, but damnable all the same; are any of them right?
For a moment, Dresden openly ponders over it--honestly, even, if one considers how she lifts her free hand and cradles her chin. Ultimately, though, the final words the champion utters leave her lips with the same certainty and confidence that has defined her career.
Dresden: Fuck around and find out.
'Untouchable' once again hits the sound system as Eli makes her way to each corner in turn, climbing up onto the middle rope and playing to the crowd. The camera cuts to a brief commercial for Hostile Intent.
MATCH ONE
Scott Hampton vs Savannah Sunshine
Once the bell rings, it becomes very clear that no feeling out process is necessary between Scott Hampton and Savannah Sunshine in spite of it being the latter's debut. Their familiarity with one another isn't only quickly apparent, but it leads to the match going very quickly from the traditional elbow-and-collar tie-up to the pair trading counters in rapid fashion--so rapid, in fact, that it's hard to identify each individual move as kicks blend into flips into spins and so on. When it comes to an end, both Hampton and Sunshine are standing and breathing hard as they stare each other down, the latter smiling as the former merely looks at her. The crowd is left cheering at the display of athleticism by both competitors, though that ovation shifts quickly to jeers when the Kil-Devil lashes out with a vicious elbow strike that rocks the smile right off the face of Candyland's Greatest Export! While stunned, Hampton whirls around and hits a roaring elbow that knocks Sunshine to the canvas, and for good measure, as Savannah sits up, trying to get back into the fight, Hampton rushes the ropes, using the added momentum for a stiff basement dropkick! Hampton covers her as the crowd jeers more, but he only gets a two count out of it.
The crowd is fully on Sunshine's side at this point, but aside from sparing a brief stare after hitting the roaring elbow, Hampton's face shows no remorse for his actions, and the more Sunshine fights to get up, the harder he fights to keep her down, and from the familiarity with her style, he continually predicts how she tries to elude him. An enzuigiri feint is thrown away and he kicks her square in the head with his own Gamengiri. A flurry of kicks to put him off balance seems to work, but as soon as Savannah turns her back, Hampton grabs her head and does a neckbreaker across his knee. At one point, Hampton takes a little too long to gloat in the corner. The jeers turn to cheers as Savannah pops up to her feet and charges over, pushing Hampton into the corner with a shoulder thrust! She starts popping off with kicks to put him off balance, and when she thinks it's time, she hops up onto his thighs to Monkey Flip him all the way to Candyland, but Hampton earns a fresh set of jeers when he rolls through, landing on his feet, and as Sunshine turns around, he charges in with a pump knee strike to turn her Lights Out. He drags her to the center of the ring and covers her, but she manages to pop her shoulder up in time! The crowd cheers, and Hampton is visibly irate.
Sunshine is mostly limp, though, so he picks her up with intent to finish her off. She struggles, breaking free and trying to rush Hampton over with an STO, but he braces himself properly to keep her from pushing him off his feet. He sneers at her, then lifts her into a Fireman's Carry. The crowd jeers, but then they pop when Sunshine jukes out of the lift into the roundhouse, catching herself on Hampton's arm! She swings her legs around, twirling around in a full revolution around Hampton as he tries to catch her and resecure her, but as soon as he thinks he has, it's with Sunshine over his shoulder, and she swings her legs one more time, grabbing Hampton's head and pulling him down into a DDT for the Shiniest Rainbow! He hits the mat vertically, then falls down as Sunshine scrambles over and hooks his leg for the three count!
[WINNER: Savannah Sunshine Via Shiniest Rainbow at 09:07]
Savannah rolls off of Hampton to a loud ovation, hearing “I Just Can’t Wait To Be King” playing through the speakers as she brings herself back up to her feet. Hampton is livid, rolling over to the other side of the ring and looking over at Savannah Sunshine, cheerful for the win. That’s when Scott takes it upon himself to strike with a Superkick that lands right on Savannah’s knee, the same knee that’s been known to be the cause of her past injuries. The crowd are letting Scott know how they feel, the loud boos have definitely come unnoticed.
Dan Simmons: What the hell is wrong with you, Scott?! What’s snapped in you!?
Tommy West: I hope this is just a temporary outburst, but he’s looking to maim Savannah right where she stands by the look of his coordinated attacks!
Hampton grabs onto the right leg of Savannah and constantly stomps down onto her right knee, over and over again, and making sure that Savannah might not be able to stand back up after tonight. The crowd are hating every second of the assault, hoping someone will come out to the rescue but there’s nobody coming out. Hampton waves off the fan’s negative reaction as he brings the smaller woman up to his shoulders, into the Fireman’s Carry position and standing in the middle of the ring and looking to hit Vae Victis-
Dan Simmons: YES! I knew he’d be here!
Tommy West: The King is back in NLW and he’s going right for Scott Hampton! Get that bastard, Jason!
That’s when “Kingslayer” hits the speakers to a massive crowd ovation, and The King is sprinting down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope as Hampton drops Savannah down to the mat and stares down the man that trained him all those years ago. These two are almost similar in build, the only difference being that Scott was just that bit older than Jason. The two slowly circled around the ring and all seems to be calmed, Jason keeps his hand out to make sure Scott doesn’t advance forward as he checks on his lover.
Jason Long: Are you alright?
Savannah holds onto her right knee and nods her head, she acts as if she’s fine but the wincing look on her face says otherwise. Jason stands back up as Savannah slowly crawls over to the side of the ring, pulling herself away from any crossfire that might implode on one another.
Jason Long: Scott. There’s no need for this to happen. I don’t know what’s gotten into you but this needs to stop. This isn’t you-
The King tries to calm down his student but Scott firms his left foot to the ground and twists his body around to land the Spinning Hook Kick right to the jaw of Jason Long! Final Flash from Scott Hampton puts out the Destiny Wrestling Heavyweight Champion’s lights, knocking him down to the mat with a loud thud as Hampton stands tall over the couple.
Dan Simmons: This isn’t right, Scott has turned his back against the world around him, a sick move played on by someone the fans thought they could trust.
The boos from the crowd rain down onto him as “Devil Trigger” by Valiant Hearts plays out for Scott, rolling out of the ring and heading to the back as we fade into the next segment.
Dan Simmons: Tommy, this should be interesting. Tonight we’re getting the in ring debut of not only Jolene of the New South, we’ll also see our own Kelly Ross in the ring.
Tommy West: Dan, I’ll be honest, I’m a little nervous. We may need to get on Zip Recruiter to get a new backstage announcer - I don’t like her odds against the three of them.
Marty Watts: As much as it pains me, the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by the New South, Jolene!
Jolene by the White Stripes plays and Jolene strolls on to the ramp with Waylon Kirk & Beau Traywick. The crowd boos as Jolene walks purposefully to the ring with her New South partners. She rolls in to the ring and motions for Marty to hurry up while the self-appointed NLW tag champs take their position outside.
Marty Watts: And her opponent, god bless her, Kelly Ross!
“A Thousand Miles” by Vanessa Carlton plays over the PA and Kelly Ross nervously makes her way through the curtain.
Tommy West: What is this music?
Dan Simmons: She told me earlier, this was the only thing they had available on such short notice.
Tommy West: Oh christ, this is going to be rough.
MATCH TWO
Kelly Ross vs Jolene
Kelly arrives at the ring and looks terrified to enter. She finally climbs in to get away from an advancing Waylon Kirk. The bell rings and Jolene charges at her, tackling her and raining down body blows. She finally gets up and screams from adrenaline as the crowd boos more. Kelly Ross rolls over and tries to crawl to the corner.
Dan Simmons: I knew this would be bad but poor Kelly. Jolene is stomping her in the corner.
Tommy West: She’s going to break one of her ribs!
Jolene struts around the ring, arms raised while Kelly tries to pull herself up in the corner. When Jolene gets back to her in the corner, she is caught off guard by Kelly Ross kicking her in the stomach but no one is more surprised than Kelly herself. Seeing a stunned and doubled over Jolene, Kelly looks at her fist and winds up before taking her swing at Jolene, landing hard on the side of the head. The crowd erupts as Jolene hits the mat and Kelly looks at her hand in disbelief.
Tommy West: Go Kelly!
Dan Simmons: Jump on her Kelly, kick her ass!
Feeding off of the crowd, Kelly hits the ropes and rebounds going for an elbow drop but Jolene rolls out of the way. Kelly hits the mat hard and Jolene picks her up by the head. She puts her in a front facelock and finally drops backward, dropping Kelly with a DDT. Kelly is lying motionless on the mat when Jolene goes for a cover. The ref counts to two and Jolene lifts Kelly’s head from the mats to more boos.
Dan Simmons: This is disgusting. Kelly has no business in there with Jolene.
Jolene puts Kelly in the corner and goes to the other side of the ring before turning and sprinting at Kelly. Jolene crashes in to Kelly Ross but also the referee who was checking on her. Kelly and the ref both crash to the mat, out of it.
Tommy West: What is this? The ref is down and the vultures are circling. Waylon Kirk has slid a chair in to the ring and here come the New South. Kelly Ross stirs and sees Jolene holding the chair and the New South surrounding her. The crowd suddenly cheers.
Dan Simmons: Partner, it’s the Goons!
The New South don’t see the Goons slide in to the ring behind them with lead pipes. Waylon Kirk takes a pipe to the back and crumples. Beau turns around and is met with a pipe clothesline, dropping. Jolene backs away from the Goons but bumps in to Kelly Ross holding the chair. Jolene tries to back away but runs in to the Goons and turns to be met by a chair to the head and thunderous cheers. The Goons kick the New South out of the ring and throw their fake NLW tag team titles in to the crowd before heading to the back.
Tommy West: The referee is back up and Kelly Ross is covering an unconscious Jolene.
Dan Simmons: One...two...three! She did it! Kelly Ross has defeated Jolene!
[WINNER: Kelly Ross at 06:01]
Finding themselves backstage and just outside of BB Gunn’s office, the door swings open and stepping out is Jason Long. Judging by the look on his face, he’s pissed right the fuck off after what happened out there earlier in the night. Taking that Spinning Hook Kick right on the jaw was the straw that broke the camel’s back, and right now -- Jason wanted to break Scott Hampton’s neck. The King was livid as he made his way through the hallways, passing by the many stars of Next Level Wrestling’s roster and even their champions, including Eli Dresden, who looked like she wanted to get a word in with her good ol’ friend but judging by how he looked, she realised that now might not be the best time to play the casual game of teasing they always did with one another.
Jason tried to find his way back to Savannah in her locker room, pacing around the backstage area of the arena before almost reaching his destination, but he’s blindsided by Scott Hampton once again, the man that dropped him to the mat earlier in the night was back for more, he was bloodthirsty and wanted Jason’s blood. Landing the liver punches to Jason as Hampton knocks him back, bringing him up against a wall as the Kil-Daredevil grabs the head of Jason and seemingly might smash his head off of the brick wall but The King is fighting back, putting in the work and pushing himself forward, away from the wall as he then throws Scott into the wall that the older man tried to bash his skull into.
Scott tumbled to the floor as he held onto his forehead, Jason pounced on his student and began to beat the shit out of him with the Hammerfist punches and even some sharp elbow strikes landing right on his jaw. Scott covered up and eventually pushed Jason off of him, then landing a hard kick right to The King’s jaw which knocked him back and onto the floor. The two men are down and trying to get back up to their feet first, using anything around them for leverage as they get back to their feet at the same time as one another, Hampton spits right in the face of Jason but The King fires off an Iconkick to the jaw of Scott but the Kil-Daredevil lands a Bicycle Pump Kick right to the jaw of Jason and then they both fire off the right-hand punches to one another, they’re not stopping as they’re going ninety miles per hour with the strikes. The two pull each other away from one another and seemingly, they’re out of breath.
Scott Hampton: Just fuckin’ stay down, you bastard.
The King takes a deep breath and his only response to Hampton is two middle fingers right in his face, and that’s enough to piss off Hampton, landing a disgusting low blow punt right to Jason as he drops down onto his knees. Hampton stands tall before his mentor but that’s clearly not enough for him, Jason is still kneeling and that’s not what Scott wanted when he meant to “stay down”. Hampton clears a crate that was nearby, one that’s used for the electrical bits and bobs for the set up stage in the Avron B Fogelman Arena. Hampton throws Jason on top of it and then brings himself up onto it as well, the balance is shaky as Hampton brings Jason up to his knees on the crate. The King is helpless right now as his arms are hooked by his student, the man he brought to Next Level Wrestling when it’s doors opened, someone he had high hopes for the future, someone he thought was willing to be the man that’ll take Next Level Wrestling by storm.
Scott Hampton: Fuck… you… Jason Long.
Those words echoed through the halls as Hampton brought The King to his feet and then lifted him up into the vertical position before dropping him right down on the point of his head with a Double Underhook Piledriver down onto the crate. Jason flops down off of the crate and onto the floor below him. Scott looked down onto the floor below and watched Jason just lay there… motionless. Hampton takes it upon himself to sit there on the crate and just stare down at the fallen King, helpless and with nobody around to save him, there’s no remorse left in Scott Hampton. Tired of the bullshit he’s been keeping up with for the past seven months of his career, tired of being someone he’s just never been, tired of keeping the facade of the good guy who wants to be a better man -- he’s found himself and he’s found himself by attacking the man that made him wear the mask, the illusion of the good guy in every story.
Hampton shoves himself off of the crate and grabs onto the arm of Jason before dragging his lifeless body along the ground until they’re outside of Savannah Sunshine’s locker room, a gentle knock on the door from Scott as he lays Jason right at the door before walking off from the scene of the attack, the door opens and Savannah is shocked by what she finds at her feet, her lover laid out on the ground and presumably knocked out cold. Savannah calls out for help and within at least two minutes, there’s people running over to help out Jason, security finding their way over to see what happened, but most importantly -- BB Gunn appears. Jaw-dropped by what he’s seeing before him, the assault taken out on Jason was enough to send Gunn into a frenzy, ordering every single member of security to search the building for Scott Hampton.
He was long gone though, the time it had taken from the attack to now was enough time for Scott to slip out of the building and exit the property. Scott Hampton has left his mark on Next Level Wrestling, in a way that nobody had seen coming, not even Jason Long -- a man that trusted Scott with his life for change to the future.
The camera cuts to the backstage area just beyond the gorilla position, the sound of cheering in the background audible once the fans see who is there. Leon Chant can be seen going through some stretches in preparation for his match against Top Gun Tsunami, his expression one of focus... or, at least, it's focused until he catches sight of something off-camera. What he sees has him smirking even as he rolls his eyes.
Chant: You just had to wear it like that...didn't you?
The cheers spike as Eli Dresden walks into the shot, hands on her hips to make sure that her blazer's not in the way of the view... of the title, ahem. Her own crooked grin is in full effect as she shrugs a little.
Dresden: Hey, it's not my fault that they designed this thing to go around the waist of someone your size and not mine. More snaps are gonna be added next week, but until then... this is gonna have to do.
Taking a step closer, Eli's grin grows.
Dresden: Why? I thought you'd be eager to take this belt back off me, Leon. Or is that no longer the case?
Chant: Well, you know I've got some business to take care of in the ring, but stick around, I'll take it off you straight after.
Chant smirks at the new champion, before nodding to a nearby producer and marching towards the entranceway, not allowing for a reply. Dresden watches him go as she considers what was just said, and for once? She's actually taken aback.
Dresden: Wait, what--?
Silence reigns... before the champion is chuckling to herself, that smirk of hers turning Cheshire-esque in nature.
Dresden: So that's how we're playin' it now... alright, alright. I see you, Leon.
Just what is going on in the mind of the champion can only be guessed at as she nods to herself and makes her way out of the shot, the camera cutting to ringside soon after.
MATCH THREE
Leon Chant vs. Top Gun Tsunami
The match begins and as expected from the calm and collected Top Gun, Tsunami leans back in the corner and awaits for Chant to try and make a move onto him, but Chant can be cocky as well, mirroring what Tsunami is doing in the corner. There’s a large smile on the face of the former NLW Heavyweight Champion, as his first match without the championship since January is off to an interesting start, but the fight begins as they meet in the middle with a Collar and Elbow Tie Up but Tsunami looks to back out of it, Chant saw it coming however and grabs Tsunami from behind, landing the hip toss and throwing Tsunami down to the mat face first with such excessive force, and The Hired Gun drives his knee upward and catching The Outsider with a Knee Strike followed up with a Flatliner to the kneeling Tsunami. Chant is showing up with some new moves to his arsenal, adapting from his previous match to throw off Tsunami.
Chant, however, is going back to that old style of his as he brings Tsunami up to his feet and drops him right back down to the mat again with a Release German Suplex that sends him across the ring. Things aren’t looking up to Top Gun Tsunami but he’s valiant is back to his feet, looking to bring the fight to the former NLW Heavyweight Champion. Chant is looking for more offense but he’s met with the boxing elbows of Tsunami, laying into Chant with everything he’s got right now before firing off the Bicycle Pump Kick right to the jaw of Chant, the Bournemouth native falls back against the ropes as he rebounds and into a Calf Kick from Tsunami, taking down Chant off his feet. The Hired Gun looks to be making his way back to his feet as Tsunami is watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to strike as he charges in, looking for the finish early with the Punt Kick, but Chant narrowly avoids it in time.
Chant is out of the ring as the referee begins his count but Tsunami comes off of the ropes and might be looking for a dive to the outside, but Chant meets him between the ropes and catches The Merciless Mercenary with a HUGE European Uppercut right on the jaw of Tsunami! Chant pushes him off of the ropes and brings himself back inside the ring, dragging Tsunami into the middle of the ring as he comes off of the ropes and seeking the Running Big Splash but Tsunami is able to kip up to his feet, Chant is able to switch up his momentum and tries for a Lariat but Tsunami ducks the arm and in a swift motion, turning his body around before landing the Hidden Blade [Spinning Backfist] right to the back of Chant’s head!
But there was a problem. The problem being that Chant’s head is made of brick, and landing a backfist to it hurted the hand of Tsunami, Chant just shakes it off and comes off the ropes with a Discus Lariat that turns The Outsider inside out. Chant makes the cover but is only able to make it to a two count before Tsunami can kick out. Chant is seeing a finish line in his eyes but Tsunami is edging closer and closer with Chant, grabbing onto the head of Chant and dropping him down to the mat with Loading Up The Gun [Corkscrew Neckbreaker] as he makes the cover now on Chant but is only able to make it to a two count, much like Chant did before. Tsunami is far from done though, pulling Chant up to his feet again as he looks to rebound off of the ropes and charging into The Hired Gun with Take Out The Gunman [Lariat from Hell], almost folding Chant up like an accordion as he hooks the legs and just barely making it past two!
The fire was lighting up in Chant, he was slowly making his way back to his feet as Tsunami wanted to finish off the former NLW Heavyweight Champion for good, eyeing up the opportunity and looking for the Superkick--but Chant avoids it as he fires off with a Rolling Elbow to the back of Tsunami’s skull! Chant allows Tsunami to turn around before firing off a Bicycle Pump Kick of his own and right into the Discus Lariat in one swift moving motion! Tsunami got turned inside out with the Lariat as Chant grabs onto him and drops him down with the Snap Powerbomb, rolling him through and onto Tsunami’s feet, Chant picks up Top Gun and drops him down on the point of his head with a Piledriver! That would seal the deal for Top Gun Tsunami though as Chant picked him right back up again, seeking the finale and getting it with the Pop Up Powerbomb that folded and turned Tsunami inside out again as Chant hooks the legs and gets the three count.
[WINNER: Leon Chant Via Pop Up Powerbomb at 12:41]
“Outsiders” by Eric Church starts to play, and much to everybody’s surprise, Kris Quake walks out on stage.
Dan Simmons: Open Fight Night does it again, Kris Quake is in the building!
Tommy West: And a guy that I’m happy to see, this guy is old school, he loves a fight!
Quake doesn’t waste any time and gets to the ring and demands a microphone. He waits for his music to cut, but gets straight to the point.
Quake: So this is NLW? Color me unimpressed.
Cheap heat from the crowd, Quote is unmoved.
Quake: You should boo, you should be disappointed, because that’s how I feel! I came down here because I need a tune up before I win the GUNS tag team titles, maybe scout out a couple opponents, but I have to say, this isn’t Next Level, this is training level!
More boos.
Quake: But look, it doesn’t matter, in no time at all GUNS will be back on television, it’ll take NLW’s viewers, and you’ll all come flocking to GUNS when this place goes out of business!
Quake laughs, ignoring more boos.
Quake: Anyway, I’m here now, so I may as well face one of you guys in the back, I may be disappointed, but I need a warm up match. So who wants to step up to the Emperor of Emperors? Who wants to play the Monopoly? Who is ready to be a victim of Natural Selection!
Quake smiles as a referee gets into the ring to prepare for whoever accepts the challenge. What he doesn’t expect is what comes next…
The lights dim down as the echoing intro to "St Patrick" by PVRIS begins to fill the arena and a single spotlight hits the entrance.
"You give me something to talk about (something to talk about), HEY."
Dan Simmons: Wait a minute…wait a damn minute!
The song bursts into life, and Rob Arnold slowly walks out, and more importantly he’s not dressed in a suit, he’s not flanked by Leon Chant or Riley Richards…he’s dressed to fight.
Tommy West: I knew he was in the building, Simmo, but I did not think he was here to fight tonight!
Dan Simmons: You and me both! But that is the beauty of Open Fight Night, you just never know who may show up!
Arnold heads to the ring, and runs his hand on the ring apron, before jogging up the steps and getting into the ring to stand opposite Kris Quake, who has spent most of this time looking a bit confused about all this, he calls out over the music.
Quake: Wait, wait…cut this music.
The crowd boo as the music cuts and Quake strides over to the former X*Crown Champion.
Quake: Rob Effing Arnold! Thought you were still in the doghouse! What are you doing out here, buddy? Last time I checked you were a GUNS superstar, not NLW, and I specifically said-
Rob snatches the microphone out of his hand to raise a cheap pop and turns his head to the referee.
Arnold: Referee? Ring the bell.
Dan Simmons: We have a match Tommy! Rob Arnold is making his first in ring appearance here in NLW!
Rob chucks the microphone out of the ring, and Quake takes a few steps back, exchanging some less friendly words with Rob as he does.
MATCH FOUR
Rob Arnold vs Kris Quake
The bell rang and Quake charged towards Arnold, looking to catch him off guard, but Arnold saw him coming, ducking under the running clothesline and he backed Quake into the corner with a number of forearms and chops. Arnold looked to Irish whip his opponent to the opposite corner but was reversed, Quake charged at Arnold but again Arnold was wise to it. He slipped out of the way of a big splash attempt and sent Kris Quake flying with a release German suplex. Rob brought Quake up to his feet and hooked him for a vertical suplex, but Quake dropped behind and still holding Arnold, he hit a reverse DDT to ground the leader of The Academy. He covered but barely made two.
Quake, a veteran in his own right went to work on Arnold. He brought him to his feet and, in similar fashion how Rob moved him into the corner, Quake returned the favour with strikes of his own, backing Arnold against the ropes before whipping him to the opposite side. Arnold came back and was wiped out by a jumping knee strike from Quake, which he followed up with a dropsault, covering for another two count. Quake was relentless though, he had Arnold back up again and doubled him over with a kick to the gut. Quake hit the ropes and went for a scissors kick, Arnold straightened up before he could hit it, and as Quake reset himself it was Rob’s turn to boot his opponent in the midsection, and hit a double underhook backbreaker.
Instead of the cover, Rob wanted a moment, perhaps a sign of ring rust as Dan Simmons pointed out, he hadn’t really seen action since August. He brought Quake back up soon after and whipped him into the corner, charging in and hitting a step up high knee. Arnold looked to follow up with a bulldog, but Quake slipped out, and Arnold turned around and ate a Drought from Quake [running Yakuza kick]. Quake covered but Arnold got a shoulder up at two and a half!
Quake was looking for the upset, and he stalked Arnold who was definitely a bit dazed and confused. He waited for Rob to gather himself to his feet and planted a boot to the gut, looking for Park Place [pedigree], but Arnold instinctively hit a back drop and stumbled forward to the ropes, catching his breath. He turned his head and saw Triple Quake getting back up, and planted a superkick to his jaw to make sure he went back down. Rob didn’t want to make the cover, instead he watched Quake, waited. Quake was prone, and as he tried to get back to his feet Arnold struck, hitting Shattered Ice [curb stomp] in the middle of the ring, making the cover, and getting the win!
[WINNER: Rob Arnold via Shattered Ice at 05:11]
We cut to the backstage to find Eli Dresden emerging from her locker room, flanked on all sides by reporters and interviewers hoping for their big headline. With Hyperion's trident now in hand, the NLW Champion is doing her best to just--tune out the reporters since they apparently barged in on her without knocking.
Reporter 1: Eli, are you concerned over who you are going to face after tonight's Number One Contender match?
Reporter 2: How have you managed being the face of the company since winning the NLW Heavyweight Championship?
Reporter 3: There are a lot of challenges coming in from outside the federation, would you be open to an outside event again?
Striding forward, Eli continues to try to pay the chattering reporters no mind as she progresses down the hallway, almost stepping on her heels. That's when one actually does, and she spins around to face them.
Dresden: You motherfuckers--
A long-suffering sigh leaves her before she's scowling.
Dresden: If you would've, oh I don't know, gone through the proper channels like you did with any of the other champions in NLW, then I'd be interested in answering your questions--I'd do it gladly, even. But since you assholes decided to just barge into my locker room like a pack of jackals, I'm not givin' any of y'ins a moment of my time.
She stamps the trident onto the floor, the loud metallic sound ringing out.
Dresden: Now, I'll ask you again politely... fuck off. Fuck all the way off.
She turns and leaves, the reporters left in her wake. It's obvious that Eli's frustrated when she turns the corner... only to walk right into another person with enough force to bump her backwards into a stagger. The other person seems unphased.
??: Hmph, you.
Eli looks up to the head of the tall giant before her, Hyperion.
Hyperion: I see you are keeping my trident shined and gleaming. That is good of you.
She grasps the trident with both hands, moving it into an attack position with a smooth ease that earns a rumble of approving laughter from the self-proclaimed God of Light.
Hyperion: At ease, little girl. My fight is not with you... not yet.
Hyperion steps forward, pushing past Eli.
Hyperion: Until we clash again, Ms. Dresden.
With that Hyperion takes his leave, walking away through the halls of the NLW, leaving her to silently look on as the Titan leaves the scene. The scene cuts to another backstage area.
It cuts to where Rob Arnold is in discussion with Riley Richards, although what they’re discussing isn’t picked up by the camera microphones. As they talk, two men in suits approach the pair and immediately announce themselves.
Man #1: Rob Arnold?
Richards and Arnold turn to face the two men and Rob folds his arms, examining the pair with an unimpressed glare.
Arnold: Yes?
Man #2: Mr Arnold, you’re to come with us.
Arnold: Why? Are you recruiting me to be a member of the Men in Black?
Rob smirks, but the two men seem unphased.
Man #2: Mr Arnold, you have been summoned to Atlanta. Your recent indiscretions didn't go unnoticed, and we are here to bring you to Atlanta, where you are to stand trial for your conduct.
Arnold: My recent indiscretions?
Richards: I think he's talk about Hi-
Arnold: I know what he's referring to, Riley. No need to further rattle that cage.
Man #1: This is a serious matter, sir. You’re to come with us immediately.
Arnold: All due respect boys, you are in no position to order me...
Rob trails off and slowly holds a hand up.
Arnold: Wait a minute, Atlanta?
The men nod and a lightbulb seems to go off in Rob's head.
Arnold: Oh for fucks sake! This is GUNS thing, isn’t it?
Neither of the suited men respond, although the one closest to the camera looks directly at it and raises his eyebrows suggestively.
Arnold: Awww come on!
Rob facepalms.
Arnold: That’s why Quake was here…this a damn trap, how didn’t I see this coming? I should have fucking known, Quake wouldn’t actually be here because he wanted to be.
Rob sighs and turns to Richards.
Arnold: Well, kid, looks like you and Leon are on your own again.
Richards: Wait, you're going, just like that?!
Arnold: Lesson thirteen.
Richards: You signed the contract, so be prepared for the shitshow that comes with all the cash?
Arnold: Bingo...Fucking Magnus. I knew I should never have signed that contract…
Arnold nods and starts to follow the men, and the following appears on screen:
The camera feed fades into the office of NLW General Manager, BB Gunn, with a large smile on his face as he greets the fans watching with a royal wave.
BB Gunn: Hello everyone, as you might have expected -- Open Fight Night II has been a major success so far and we’re edging closer to our main event match coming up, but I want to talk about what went down seven days before tonight. One of our champions, David Goon, went ahead and represented the name of Next Level Wrestling in an absolute WONDERFUL match and defended the championship on neutral territorial soil. When the match announcement was made, everyone was wondering if David Goon could really pull it off, and well, as an NLW exclusive match… we have the full match in viewing to show you right now! So please, enjoy this and I’ll speak to you all afterward.
Gunn gestures towards the screen behind him as it fades into the logo for West Coast Rising, before it fills up the feed itself as we fade away from Gunn’s office.
STRONG STYLE WRESTLING INTERNATIONAL PRESENTS
WEST COAST RISING
April 24th, 2021 -- The Cow Palace, Daly City, California.
WEST COAST RISING
April 24th, 2021 -- The Cow Palace, Daly City, California.
NLW Southern States Championship Match
David Goon (c) vs Emmanuelle
David Goon (c) vs Emmanuelle
Tasha Abraham: The following contest is set for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Tasha Abraham: ...with a thirty minute time limit and it is for the Next Level Wrestling Southern States Championship! Introducing first, the challenger.
As “Cash Flow” blares on the loudspeakers of the arena, Emmanuelle can be seen standing waiting at the Brody position in one of her many gaudy robes, cold eyes staring straight ahead as she makes her way out to the stage, a low-hanging white smoke heralding her arrival. The Wrestleworld Shogun Championship is wrapped around her waist as she begins her slow walk to the ring.
Tasha Abraham: Wrestling out of Pacific Palisades, Los Angeles, California and weighting in tonight at an unknown number… she is the current, reigning Wrestleworld Shogun Champion… “The Platinum Standard”, “The Silver Starlet”... EMMMMAAAAAAANUEEEEEELLLLLLLLEEEEEEE!!!!
Nigel Alfather: Emmanuelle’s first appearance here in Strong Style Wrestling International and she’s going to be hopefully bringing home that NLW Southern States Championship with her too. We’re all aware that she wants to be a belt collector and with one already wrapped tightly around her waist, it’s only a matter of time before more are added onto the pile.
Emmanuelle enters the ring and stands in the center as the spotlight shines down onto her, watching her shine and glow in the spotlight as she takes off her ring jacket and heads to her corner.
Tasha Abraham: And introducing the champion...
“Put ‘Em In Their Place” by Mobb Deep plays out through the speakers as the house lights in the Cow Palace shine down onto the stage, bringing attention to the NLW Southern States Champion walking through the curtain, championship wrapped around his neck as David Goon stares down at his opponent in the ring before beginning his walk towards the ring and sliding under the bottom rope.
Tasha Abraham: Wrestling out of “The Greatest City in The World”, New York City and weighing in tonight at two hundred and fifteen pounds… he is the current, reigning and defending Next Level Wrestling Southern States--
David cuts off Tasha Abraham.
David Goon (off-mic): Nah, nah, it’s the South Bronx Championship, fool. South Bronx. Got it?
Tasha just simply nods.
Tasha Abraham: --he is the current, reigning and defending Next Level Wrestling South Bronx Champion... Representing The Goons… DAVVVVIIIIIDDDDDD GOOOOOOOOOOOON!
Daniel Wilson: Welp, seems as if there’s been a name change to the championship as the South Bronx Championship is now on the line here tonight, but let’s see if David Goon can really prove that his win wasn’t much of a fluke and he can truly pick himself up a win here tonight against Emmanuelle.
The referee holds the championship up into the air.
DING! DING!
Nigel Alfather: The forbidden door has been opened and we’re kicking things off here with Emmanuelle taking advantage from the Collar and Elbow Tie Up in the middle of the ring, just throwing Goon down to the mat below as he goes face first, Goon is holding his jaw but that’s not stopping Emmanuelle from stepping on the breaks with a rebound off the ropes and the Sliding Dropkick to the head of the South Bronx Champion! There’s that cockiness of Emmanuelle, taunting and telling everyone that she is tranquil right now. Emmanuelle picks up Goon and just drops David Goon with the Half and Half Suplex! Right on his neck and the challenger is rolling the dice, she’s picking apart David Goon here and with good reason, the champion’s been doing this for a very short amount of time whereas his challenger has been doing this for years on end, even being trained by Carlos Rosso -- a legend of the sport!
Daniel Wlison: We sure won’t forget that but right now, David Goon is back up to his feet and trying to bring the fight to Emmanuelle but The Platinum Standard just takes down the champion again with ease from the German Suplex and I don’t know about you, Nigel, but this isn’t looking so good for David Goon right now. He’s being absolutely man-handled right now by the Wrestleworld Shogun Champion as Emmanuelle is bringing Goon back to his feet but he leaps and catches her on the ear with the Jumping Enzuigiri, rocking her back as he kips up and shoots for the Superkick- Blocked by Emmanuelle, spun around as she goes for the Snap Dragon but Goon slips down as she hooks the arms, rolling away and back to his feet, catching her with a picture perfect Dropkick! David Goon is coming back into this slowly and giving Emmanuelle a run for her money with the hard strikes as he brings her back up to her feet, rebounding off of the ropes and the Leaping Neckbreaker but Emmanuelle twists her body around and catches Goon with a Reverse DDT!
Nigel Alfather: That was a beautiful counter from Emmanuelle as she runs the ropes and lands a nasty Penalty Kick to the head of the champion as Emmanuelle goes for the cover but Goon counters and rolls her over, into a Headlock as he holds her down to the mat. Goon begins to speak to the crowd and taunt them as Emmanuelle tries to fight out of it but Goon is just pinning her down to the ground, making it hard to bring herself back up to her own feet--WAIT! Emmanuelle is bridging along with Goon here, she might have found the opening that she needed to break free - but Goon transitions into the Rolling Cutter! Goon will go for the cover on Emmanuelle here…
ONE!
TWO!
Daniel Wilson: A kick out from Emmanuelle as she scrambles to her feet here but Goon fires off a Superkick- Emmanuelle catches him and drops Goon down on his neck with a Pumphandle Half Nelson Suplex! Emmanuelle tries to bridge but Goon just flops over and lays flat on his stomach. The Platinum Standard brings the South Bronx Champion up to his feet and hooks both arms, seeking the Pasadena Bomb, bringing David Goon up but he counters with the Hurricanrana! The champion is back to his feet and looking for the Superkick, fainting it however and connecting the Step Up Enzuigiri instead! Goon finds his way back up to his feet and heads to the ropes, springboarding and twisting his body around to land on Emmanuelle with the Crossbody! Goon’s on fire now and he won’t stop until he’s got the championship in his hands again, seeing Emmanuelle up to her knees as she crawls to the ropes for leverage -- SUPERKICK! THAT’S THE FIRST OF THE NIGHT! I think Goon might be looking for seconds as he fires off the Superkick… but Emmanuelle rolls out of the ring!
Nigel Alfather: A cunning move made on Emmanuelle’s part but I have a feeling she doesn’t know that Goon is rebounding off of the ropes and looking for the Suicide Dive through the ropes BUT EMMANUELLE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND LETS GOON CRASH INTO THE BARRICADE! Goon’s head crashes into the steel and Emmanuelle’s seen the opportunity open up, like the doors have been kicked in wide! David Goon is struggling to even move right now, he’s hit that barricade with such velocity, and Emmanuelle’s dragged him back up to his feet- BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE APRON! GOON DROPPED RIGHT DOWN ONTO HIS NECK! Emmanuelle pushes him into the ring and it’s not looking good for the South Bronx Champion right now, he’s got his back against the wall here with Emmanuelle as she slides into the ring, Goon is somehow back up to his feet and fires off a Spinning Back Kick right into the stomach of Emmanuelle but she fires back with a Bicycle Knee right to the head of the champion! Roundhouse Kick to the head follows! Superkick right after! Now she’s unloading with the slaps across the face, and then a Roundhouse Kick to the midsection followed by her own Spinning Back Kick to the stomach! All in one fast flurry of strikes and A BUZZSAW KICK LANDS RIGHT AFTER! QUATTRO PANORAMA!
Daniel Wilson: Emmanuelle’s finding the time to pose over Goon’s body as he’s not looking too good here, imagine what SSW would be like if we gained another federation’s championship -- it’ll be like the SSW Junior Heavyweight Championship all over again! But wait, Goon’s rolled up Emmanuelle! Shoulders are down!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Daniel Wilson: Emmanuelle breaks the pin--or maybe not! Goon is picking her up into the air… BUCKLE BOMB IN THE CORNER! GOON’S IN CONTROL NOW! FULL NELSON SUPLEX WITH THE BRIDG-- NO! EMMANUELLE IS ABLE TO OVERTHROW HER WEIGHT AND DROPS GOON TO THE MAT, HOLDING HIS SHOULDERS DOWN!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Daniel Wilson: Goon breaks the pin! Emmanuelle’s not wasting any time though, hooking the arms and going for the Pasadena Bomb! She lifts Goon up but he’s able to slip his arms free, twisting his body around, and landing the Cutter! What a counter from the Tiger Bomb! Emmanuelle and David Goon are laid out on the mat, they’re putting in the fuckin’ effort right now against one another and we’ve just broke ten minutes into this match! Emmanuelle’s doing anything to gain another championship and use Goon’s minimal experience to her favour but Goon’s a fighting champion, he’s not letting Emmanuelle hit her big moves because he can just sense an ending coming from them!
Nigel Alfather: David Goon is the first to his feet but Emmanuelle’s slowly following up behind, grabbing Goon from behind and into the Full Nelson Hold, dragging him across the ring and lifting him into the air but turns it into a Flatliner and now Emmanuelle’s going for the submission, she might be looking for the Punch Out Time if she’s lucky here, and by the looks of her setup she might be going for just that! The modified STF with the additional Sleeper Hold is close to being locked in but Goon is struggling, he’s kicking around the place and trying to not let Emmanuelle get a grip on that submission! Emmanuelle’s rolling onto her back with Goon in her grasp--but he’s able to slip free and roll over onto his feet! Standing Shooting Star Press--but Emmanuelle’s had the knees up just in time! David Goon thought he had Emmanuelle scouted there but she was just one step ahead of the South Bronx Champion.
Daniel Wilson: Well it’s Emmanuelle’s time to shine as she rises to her feet and just toys with Goon to stand up, pushing him down every time he’s trying to get back up to his feet… GOON CAUGHT HER WITH A WILD HEADBUTT TO THE JAW AND EMMANUELLE’S ROCKED! SUPERKICK!! THE SECOND OF THE NIGHT AND IT’S RANG HER BELL! BUT THERE’S A THIRD SUPERKICK! EMMANUELLE’S NOT DOWN YET, SHE’S ON JELLY LEGS HERE! Goon is FIRING off with the Sharp Elbow Strikes right to the face of The Silver Starlet and now it’s Goon who has her back against the wall! She’s got her back against the ropes and the referee is pulling Goon away, but Emmanuelle caught him with a slap across the face! The disrespect from the challenger is despicable here and Goon’s pissed right the fuck off now! Bicycle Kick- Emmanuelle’s caught the foot here! Goon is swinging his arms to hit her but it’s no use… GODSPEED IMPULSE!! NO! COUNTER! FULL NELSON SUPLEX WITH THE BRIIIIDGE!!!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE--
Nigel Alfather: Emmanuelle kicks out again! But Goon has his challenger right where he needs her to be, heading all the way up to the top rope and maybe looking for the finish here as he watches Emmanuelle move to her feet, David Goon stands tall on the top rope… he’s looking for the Blockbuster finish! He leaps for DEEEEESSSS-- EMMANUELLE CAUGHT HIM! EMMANUELLE CAUGHT HIM IN THE AIR, INTO THE VERTICAL SUPLEX HOLD, SHE’S GOT HIM IN THE AIR!!! WAIT, SHE’S HAMMERLOCKING HIM IN THE AIR! NO WAY! SHE’S GOT THE HAMMERLOCK ON DAVID GOON… RODEO DRIVER!!! DROPPED GOON RIGHT ON HIS HEAD WITH THE SIT OUT MICHINOKU DRIVER! THAT MODIFIED RODEO DRIVER MIGHT HAVE WON HER THE TITLE! THIS IS IT! COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Daniel Wilson: SHE GOT HIM! IT’S OVER!
Nigel Alfather: ABSOLUTELY NOT! GOON GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MILLISECOND! THE CHAMPION IS STILL IN THIS! Emmanuelle cannot believe that he was kicked out of the Rodeo Driver, absolutely jaw-dropped by the stubbornness in David Goon. The Silver Starlet isn’t done yet though, she wants that championship, she needs that championship, and she will take that championship from David Goon by any means necessary! Emmanuelle has David Goon by the hair and drags him up to his feet, going for the kill as she takes a few steps back… PALISADES BOMBER- Goon countered with the Inverted Suplex! David Goon won’t back down from anything that Emmanuelle is throwing his way, he’s got that New York heart that just won’t stop beating! Emmanuelle is up to her knees… A FOURTH SUPERKICK! GOON FIRING OFF THOSE SUPERKICKS LIKE A YOUNG BUCK HE IS!
Daniel Wilson: It’s been getting extremely intense after that Rodeo Driver from Emmanuelle but Goon’s heart just won’t stop when it should be, as you’ve said - he’s got that New York blood in him and by god, he won’t ever stop fighting until he’s dead! David Goon is heading back up to the top rope but he’s cut off by Emmanuelle pulling him back down to the ring, but Goon fires off with the forearm strikes but Emmanuelle ducks a fist and CATCHES GOON WITH A RIGHT CROSS! CROSS COUNTER! AND NOW SHE’S GOT THE ARMS HOOKED, SHE’S LIFTING HIM UP INTO THE AIR… PASADENA BOMB!! IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH THE LEGS HOOKED!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Nigel Alfather: AGAIN, GOON KICKS OUT! HOW MUCH MORE DOES DAVID GOON HAVE IN HIM!? Emmanuelle might have to resort to out of the box moves, Goon must have done his research on Emmanuelle, she’s gonna begin the climb to the second rope with her back against Goon, might be looking Moonsault from here, springboard up to the top rope and leaps for the Moonsault-- SUPERKICK!! GOON CAUGHT HER MID-FLIGHT! EMMANUELLE CRASHED HARD ON THE MAT AND GOON’S GOING ALL THE WAY UP! HE’S GONNA FINISH THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL! CIELO ALTO!!! LEAPING FROG SPLASH FROM THE TOP ROPE! WHAT HEIGHT HE REACHED! THIS IS IT! THE COVER AND THE COUNT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE--
Daniel Wilson: OH COME ON! HOW DID EMMANUELLE KICK OUT FROM THIS! Goon is fired up though, going to secure his win no matter what with a SIXTH SUPERKICK! HE’S JUST FIRING ON ALL CYLINDERS! GOON WITH A SEVENTH SUPERKICK! AND FOLLOWED UP WITH AN EIGHTH SUPERKICK! AND THEN THE NINTH SUPERKICK! HE’S BUILDING THE FINAL ONE UP… EMMANUELLE’S ON HER FEET, BUT GOON TELLS THE REFEREE TO LOOK OVER THERE-- OH YOU BASTARD! A KICK RIGHT BETWEEN EMMANUELLE’S LEGS! A CUNT PUNT, IF YOU WILL! GOON CAUGHT EMMANUELLE WITH A LOW BLOW AND NOW A SPIKE PILEDRIVER IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! YOU DEVIOUS BASTARD!
Nigel Alfather: Goon didn’t need to do that but he did it and now he’s got this match handed to him on a silver platter with the main dish being The Silver Starlet. Goon is close to having this match won and retaining his championship as he brings Emmanuelle up to her feet BUT SHE’S FIRING OFF WITH THE QUATTRO PANORAMA! SHOTGUN DROPKICK SENDS GOON INTO THE CORNER! Emmanuelle brings herself over to the corner and is charging in towards Goon with THE PLATINUM DYNAMIC! DOUBLE KNEES IN THE CORNER! PAYING HOMAGE TO CARLOS ROSSO WITH HER VERSION OF THE RED DYNAMIC!
Daniel Wilson: Emmanuelle got the Platinum Dynamic in and now she’s bringing Goon into the middle of the ring, trapping the arm with a hammerlock and looking to transition that Back Suplex into a Tombstone Piledriver--but Goon slides down the back and pushes her towards the ropes, making her rebound and walk RIGHT INTO A TENTH SUPERKICK OF THE NIGHT! Superkick to the shins by Goon this time and he’s got the arms hooked, might be looking for a Tiger Driver all the way from 1998-- Emmanuelle breaks free and a Back Body Drop attempt sends Goon over her head but the champion’s able to land on his feet and looks to springboard… Asai Moonsault--
Nigel Alfather: ROSSO REVOLVER!! EMMANUELLE CONNECTED THE ROSSO REVOLVER INTO A MID-FLIGHT DAVID GOON! THAT SPINNING BACK ELBOW JUST DROPPED GOON DOWN TO THE MAT AND THIS MIGHT BE HERS FOR THE TAKING AS SHE BRINGS GOON BACK TO HIS FEET, TWIST THE ARM AROUND AND GO UNDER… SOMERSAULT!... REVERSE!... D!... D!... NO! GOON SUCKERED HER IN AND HAS EMMANUELLE IN THE FIREMAN’S CARRY! MODIFIED GO TO SLEEP WITH THE BICYCLE KNEE LIFT AND EMMANUELLE’S DOWN! SHE’S SPRAWLED OUT ON THE MAT! DAVID GOON IS GOING ALL THE WAY UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND IT MIGHT JUST BE OVER FOR EMMANUELLE… CIELO!!! ALLLLLTOOOOOOOO!!! FROG SPLASH CONNECTS! GOON GOT ALL OF IT DOWN ONTO EMMANUELLE! THE COVER AND THE COUNT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
“Put ‘Em In Their Place” plays through the speakers as the bell rings, David Goon rolls off of Emmanuelle’s body and the crowd boo heavy -- they did not want to see the title be retained here tonight.
Tasha Abraham: Here is your winner… AND STILL... THE NEXT LEVEL WRESTLING SOUTH BRONX CHAMPION… DAVVIIIIIIIDD GOOOOOOOOOOON!!!
Nigel Alfather: What a fuckin’ match that was, Daniel. Two of them were intense from start to finish and damn near killed one another to outshine until it came down to a miscalculation on Emmanuelle’s part and David Goon was smart enough to capitalise on the situation.
Daniel Wilson: Damn right, David Goon outsmarted Emmanuelle, suckered her in to right where he needed her to be and when he had her in his grasp, he went in for the kill. Next Level Wrestling definitely brought out a star to perform here tonight with David Goon and I hope this won’t be the last time we see him -- or even Next Level Wrestling’s finest roster -- compete here in SSW International!
David Goon heads up the ramp with his championship raised up high as Emmanuelle finally awakens from what just happened moments before, frustrated over not being able to pick up the win as we fade into the next segment.
We fade back into Gunn’s office, giving the match he just watched a round of applause.
BB Gunn: Outstanding performance from Goon, I have to say! But now, it’s time to get a little bit more serious. The XHF Rumble has passed us by and with that, I felt as if we needed to address the elephant in the room. That being Riley Richards.
The screen behind Gunn shows a picture of Riley during the XHF Rumble match.
BB Gunn: Riley made an outstanding performance in the Rumble and evidently, shocked a few people with how far he had gotten. Final six is no easy matter as many would tell you, even Rob Arnold himself, which is why I feel as if there is a need to reward him for such an accolade of making it so close. As of right now, I've yet to make that decision on how to reward Riley with his efforts and believe me everyone, there's been a few ideas rattling around in this noggin of mine for a while now. The opportunities are endless as they say and for Riley, the opportunities are soon to come. Maybe even a match with our Southern States Champion, David Goon, if he makes it out alive from Hostile Intent.
The crowd in the arena cheer for Riley Richards, even beginning a chant for the young lad.
BB Gunn: I’m sure that Riley will love the idea and I cannot wait to see how well he performs in the next few weeks. As for David Goon, I’ll speak about him in just a moment, because I want to address something else that took place tonight. Scott Hampton’s actions have been definitely noticed, his blatant disregard for the safety of those around him is a clear attitude change and what happened after his match with Savannah Sunshine was foul-hearted. I’m more so disgusted with the changes Scott has made to himself.
Gunn quietly shakes his head.
BB Gunn: -but, someone came knocking at my door earlier asking for something, Scott, and it was the man you attacked in that ring when he tried to calm you down. That man being Jason Long. He knocked on my door and he demanded a match with you. He demanded for there to be something between you and him for what you did. I won’t let things go unturned, and at first, I was hesitant. Now, I’m certain.
His tone quickly changes to a more serious, deep tone.
BB Gunn: Jason Long wanted to have something with you, he didn’t specify which, and that’s what he wanted. Since you wanted to cower and attack him from behind earlier tonight and after he’s been to my office, then I have no choice but to give that man what he wants and what you wouldn’t want to have. Scott Hampton... you will be facing Savannah Sunshine at Hostile Intent in a No Holds Barred Match with a referee of my choosing, and the special guest referee? Jason Long. I cannot oblique him to compete since he has other matters at hand in other places but I can for sure have him be the one to call it down the middle. You wanted to mess around like such? Then fine. Time to make a name for yourself, boy.
Gunn leans back in his chair, a confident smile on his face.
BB Gunn: Now, back to The Goons. Your actions tonight have been left untouched, because I wanted to see what you two would do. I thought I’d never have to deal with the four of you after what happened two weeks ago, but here we are, gentlemen. Back at it again and back with the childish fighting. Frankly, I’m sick of it now and if that’s how you four want to play those games, then so be it. You’ve made me play this hand, so know this with a warning.
Pointing right towards the camera.
BB Gunn: The Goons and The New South, I scheduled a match between you four to happen in two weeks in a No Disqualification Match and I thought we’d finally settle the score there and then, but it seems like both are bloodthirsty for more. Well, that’s going to be put to a stop from right now. From now, until the Southern States Championship match at Hostile Intent, there will be no more sneak attacks of the sort. There’ll be no backstage brawls. Neither of you are to touch one another. There will be consequences if such things happen.
Gunn takes a deep breath to calm himself down.
BB Gunn: If any of you dare touch one another between now and Hostile Intent, then both Beau and David will be pulled from the match at the Pay Per View. Then, I will strip David Goon of his Southern States Championship. Then, I will fire all four of you on the fuckin’ spot. Of course, this doesn't effect your tag team match next week as I will be watching that match with a very close eye. I want all anger to be taken out in that match. I want all the hatred you four have with one another to end there and then. This ends here, gentlemen, and if any of you would like to try and push my patience even more, then you will see yourself out the door and I’m sure FIRESIDE would love to hire any one of you free of charge. You’ve been let to do your own things on your own terms but enough is enough and by god, if you test me again, I will make sure that justice will soon be served on all four of you.
Gunn brings himself to silence, clasping his hands together as he takes a moment to recollect himself and his thoughts.
BB Gunn: ...and for the rest of you lovely fans, I hope you enjoy our next match with El Rey taking on the brand new XHF X*Crown Champion, Dylan Black.
With that said, the feed soon fades away from Gunn’s office to back inside the arena.
MATCH FIVE
Dylan Black vs. El Rey
There was a different edge to the youngster today. El Rey looked laser focused on the X*Crown Champion as they waited for the bell to ring. When the bell did sound off, he went straight in for a lock up, which caught Dylan slightly off balance, but he recovered and backed El Rey into the corner. Dylan offered the clean break, and El Rey thanked him by snapping a kick to the gut of Black, and threw him head first into the top turnbuckle. With Dylan in the corner Rey went off with some hard knife edge chops before sending El Rey to the opposite corner, he charged at him but Dylan stepped forward and vaulted him over the top rope, El Rey landed on the apron however, and Dylan turned into a jumping roundhouse kick which floored him. El Rey looked to keep the momentum going, heading straight for the top rope and went off looking for a 450 splash, however the X*Crown champion rolled out of the way to force El Rey to crash and burn.
Black got to one knee and watched his opponent stumble back up to his feet, and immediately went on the attack with a slap to the face and forearm combo, before a boot to the gut and a one arm vertical suplex. Black popped straight back to his feet and riled the crowd up, despite not always playing hero, the New Orleans crowd certainly appreciated the champion, especially when he’s up against El Rey who…well let’s be honest hasn’t endeared himself to anybody in the last six months.
Dylan wasn’t pandering for long, he dragged El Rey up on to one knee, where Rey showed some fight, planting a couple right hands into his gut, El Rey got up and attempted an Irish whip but Dylan reversed, this didn’t matter to much as El Rey countered with a head scissors takedown when he came back. Both men sprung back up pretty quickly and El Rey went for a clothesline, Dylan ducked and hopped onto El Rey’s shoulders, hitting Headstrong [poisonrana]. He made the cover and got a two count.
Dylan dragged El Rey back up and threw him over the top rope to the outside. Both men had promised punishment and it appeared that Dylan wanted to follow through. He rolled out to the outside and collected his opponent, and then he slammed El Rey’s head onto the announce desk. El Rey popped off the table and stumbled back towards the ring, but Dylan wasn’t letting him space. He went to whip him towards the stairs but el Rey reversed, sending Dylan shoulder first into the steps. El Rey rolled him back into the ring and waited for Dylan to stir, climbing back onto the apron he waited for Dyaln to turn around, and took off, looking for a springboard shotgun dropkick, Dylan ducked however…leaving El Rey to connect both boots into the referee who was stood right behind Dylan Black.
The referee hit the mat like a stone, El Rey and Dylan both looked at the fallen referee, before Dylan could consider what move to make next, El Rey straight up punted him in the crotch, and he winced and toppled over like a tree being felled. El Rey looked down and laughed at the X*Crown champion before inspecting the referee, who was out for the count. So El Rey rolled out of the ring and collected a chair, he wanted to really hurt the champion. Chair in hand he slid back in and stalked the champion who looked like the dick kick had possibly winded him. He waited patiently though, and when Dylan got to his feet he swung the chair, but Dylan rolled past him, and as El Rey turned back around, Dylan swiftly kicked him in the gut and planted him with a DDT.
Dylan looked at the downed referee, and then the chair, he smirked, a relaxation of rules, a weapon, this was his domain now. He moved the chair near to El Rey’s head, and walked behind him, he was going to hit the Dynamic Outro [wicked stepsister] on the steel chair! However, as he bent over to grab El Rey’s arms, El Rey barrel rolled onto his back, which caused Dylan to fall, with his foot hooked with El Rey’s in the set up. Both men scrambled to their feet and Dylan looked to hit a big mechanical punch on El Rey, but Rey ducked, booted Dylan in the gut, he hit the Society Killer [styles clash] on the chair! He slid the chair out of the ring as the referee was stirring now, and he made the cover. Despite the slow count, El Rey made the huge upset!
[WINNER: El Rey Via Society Killer at 12:54]
We cut to a locker room and find the 'StormCrow' Tommy Kelly sat on a stool, his head hung low.
Kelly: Ugh I think I'm going to be sick.
Bodhi: Yeah well you shouldn't have eaten a whole fucking pizza on the way here.
Tommy is geared up and ready for his match in looks, but by the sounds of it he's not doing too well physically. JROK superstar Bodhi is with him, trying to give him encouragement and a push.
Bodhi: It's just nerves Tommy, just butterflies. Nothing to be worried about, you got this far with ease so now just the final push and we're home. Beat these losers and get that title shot.
Kelly: Yeah, easy for you to say. BOTH these fuckers want my head though, Big Bone's out for revenge and Brooke's is looking to make her name here. Uh, nothing can make this situation worse.
As he says the words the locker room swings open, and in walks the Titan of the AWF, Hyperion.
Kelly: What the fu...
Jumping up into a defensive stance, Tommy and Hyperion lock eyes and both share the same grimace on their faces.
Kelly: What's this, here t'finish me off are ya? Well come on then, ya lanky prick!
Bodhi: Tommy, at ease. I asked him to come, I thought it might help you.
Kelly: You what?? This fucker tried to murder me! He stabbed me with a fucking spear!
Hyperion: It was a trident, or so I'm told. Crow, Bodhi here asked me to come round and spare some encouraging words before your battle. She tells me that you and I have not had the friendliest past.
Kelly: ...are you fucking serious?
Bodhi: I told you this, his memory is gone. Wiped. He's a new man, with zero history in his brain. I've filled him in and shown him videos, but this is not the same Hyperion. Trust me.
Hyperion: She speaks truly. This is the first time I have laid eyes on you yet it appears the sentiment is not shared. Bodhi has informed me of my... ill ways and wrong doings. I was not a good person, a good ally or a good friend.
Kelly: You tried to fucking kill me with a spear.
Hyperion: A trident, but alas you are right. And from what I have gathered I was punished for my sins. The man you knew, perhaps feared is gone. All that remains now is I, the Titan of Light.
Tommy looks over at Bodhi for confirmation, and she nods. Slowly he eases off his stance.
Bodhi: Hyperion isn't here to intimidate you, here's here to back you up. Eli Dresden has his trident, and she has your number. This threeway match stacks all odds against you. But, if you needed to have anyone in your corner, I figure this guy right here wouldn't be the worst of them.
Hyperion walks forward, his hand extended.
Hyperion: Crow, allow me to correct the error in my ways. Allow me recompense for my actions, and stand with you in your fight.
Tommy looks at the handshake, back to Bodhi, and back to the handshake.
Kelly: Least I know that bitch holds the trident, so you won't be sticking me with it again.
Hyperion: For now, until I reclaim it. Or perhaps you might do me the honor?
Tommy breaks a slight smirk and accepts the handshake.
Bodhi: Good, good! My two boys, burying the hatchet and reuniting. What a sight for sore eyes... Now then, Tommy? Shall we strap those wrists and get you ready?
The handshake continues, and slowly turns into a test of strength between the two men, aggressively trying to squeeze the others hands to bits.
Bodhi: Oh for fucks sake... right back to normal it is. C'mon boys, break it up.
Bodhi tries to pry the two men of their friendly, competitive challenge as we fade out from the scene.
MAIN EVENT - MATCH SIX
NLW Heavyweight Championship Contenders Match
Tommy Kelly vs Big Bone vs Rebecca Brookes
Knowing the stakes were high, all three competitors took a moment when the bell rang, even this early any mistake could be costly, and equally any advantage could prove to make a huge difference. Each competitor was calculating in their head who they needed to attack, eyes switching between the other two in the ring, and finally it was Tommy Kelly who got proceedings going, making a loud comment that he was getting too old to wait any more and went into a fist fight with Big Bone. Brookes held off to wait for an opening, which soon presented itself when Big Bone started to take advantage of the fist fight and back Kelly into the corner, but a headbutt from Kelly would knock him back a couple steps and into the path of Brookes, who hit a spinning backfist to send Big Bone back into the path of Kelly, who hit a superman punch to send him back into the path of Brookes, who finally floored the masked luchador with a superkick.
With Big Bone downed, Brookes and Kelly had the opportunity to focus on each other. Brookes, the younger and quicker of the two used these attributes to put Kelly on the back foot, charging in with a combination of strikes to back The StormCrow up against the ropes. She sent him across the ring with an Irish whip, and subsequently dropped him with a bicycle kick. She covered but Kelly kicked out barely after the referee’s hand dropped on two. Brookes smartly transitioned into a rear naked choke attempt following the kickout, and Kelly knew he had to take evasive action or be at risk early on. He quickly got to his feet, choke still applied, Brookes didn’t want to let go and as she was forced to her feet she jumped on Tommy Kelly’s back to try and keep the hold going. Kelly was having none of it, and with Brookes securely piggy backing on him, he shuffled back to the corner and threw all his weight into squashing her there, and successfully breaking the hold. Kelly, happy to be freed and get more air back in his lungs, stumbled forward a few steps, before sizing The Princess of NLW up and making a charge at her, but Brookes is wise to it and forces her feet up, connecting with his head and again sending him back. She didn’t hesitate and lifted him on to her shoulders, and hit the Angel’s Wings [fireman’s carry into neckbreaker].
Kelly clutched his neck and rolled towards the ring apron, Brookes went after him, but Bog Bone was back in the ring, he spun her around and doubled her over with a stiff gut kick, and hit a gutwrench powerbomb to take control of the situation. Big Bone dragged her back up and hit a combination of punches and chops to back Brookes into the corner, where he lifted her onto the top rope. He climbed the corner as well and looked to set up a superplex, but Brookes sensed the danger, fighting out with punches. She pushed Big Bone off the top and he rolled back to the middle of the ring. Rebecca shook the cobwebs out and sensed an opening, she stood on the tope rope as Big Bone got back to his feet and she took flight for a cross body, but Big Bone caught her and in a great show of strength, sent her packing with a fall away slam! Bone was quickly back to his feet, he check for Tommy Kelly, who was still hanging of the apron, recovering, before once more dragging Brookes to her feet, he lifted her to his shoulders in order to hit Rattlin’ Bones, but Brookes elbowed out and dropped behind, she grabbed the waist, looking for a German suplex, but Esqueleto de Gran Fiesta caught her with an elbow of his own, he turned and delivered a stiff looking Bonesaw [burning lariat]. He made the cover, but a now recovered Tommy Kelly broke it up at two and a half.
The diving attack from Kelly forced Big Bone to roll away to the corner, and Kelly picked Brookes up and threw her out over the top rope. Kelly then turned his attention back to the fun loving skeleton, who was getting back to his feet. He backed him into the corner with a headbutt, before whipping him into the opposite corner, following up with a running big boot which brought Big Bone to one knee. After getting his foot back down, The StormCrow dragged Big Bone back towards the centre of the ring in a front facelock, and hit a picture perfect brainbuster, making a cover for a short two count. Kelly dragged Bone back up to his feet and immediate re-grounded him with a side slam onto his knee, slowing the pace down a tough to his preference. He kept Big Bone grounded with some boots, before taking a moment to check on Rebecca Brookes, who was still out of commission on the outside. He turned back to see Big Bone getting back up, although facing away from him, so Kelly snuck up behind him and brought Bone up into an electric chair drop position, but Big Bone spun around and hit a hurricanrana! Kelly went flying across the ring but still somewhat fresh he scrambled back to his feet, they charged at each other and Big Bone went for a clothesline, Kelly ducked under and grabbed Big Bone in a cross body/hip toss takedown, rolling into a chokehold to complete RedRum. Big Bone was in big trouble, right in the middle of the ring, but Rebecca Brookes was back to her feet, she’s climbed onto the apron and knowing she needed to interfere hit a springboard elbow drop onto the two men, breaking the hold!
Big Bone smartly rolled away and out of danger following the submission hold, so Brookes’ immediate target was Tommy Kelly. She approached him as he was stumbling back to his feet and unleashed a combination ok kicks, before pausing and almost snapping his head off with a buzzsaw kick. Kelly went down like he’d been shot, but Big Bone snuck back up behind Brookes and hooked her in for Roll The Bones [Cross Rhodes], Brookes however spun out of it, and with some separation she kicked Big Bone in the gut before hitting Dawn of the Goddess [spinning Michinoku Driver II-B], before she made the cover though, Kelly was back up and tried to launch her back over the top rope, but this time Brookes landed on the apron, she reached over and spun Kelly around, knocking him back with a stiff forearm. She went back into the ring with a springboard, but any planned offence was stuffed as Kelly used the extra space to deliver a spear as she was about to land in the ring! Brookes looked like she’d been snapped in half and rolled away, gasping for air. Kelly turned and saw Big Bone using the ropes to get back up, and pounced, sending him up and crashing back down to the mat by hitting Death Becomes You [omega driver], he covered, and despite Brookes starting to crawl back over to break it up, she couldn’t quite get there in time and Tommy Kelly got the three!
[WINNER: Tommy Kelly Via Death Becomes You at 18:04]
Kelly rolls away from the carnage in the middle of the ring and "Born of a Broken Man" by Rage Against the Machine fires up on the P.A, the crowd are going mad, not just for the action in the ring but because of the outcome.
Dan Simmons: He did it! The StormCrow flies again, Tommy!
Tommy West: I can't believe it, the crusty old sod did it!
Kelly sits up and has his hand raised, and after taking a moment to process it, he gets to his feet and ascends the turnbuckle to celebrate with the New Orleans crowd.
Dan Simmons: In four weeks time at Hostile Intent, it'll be Tommy Kelly and Eli Dresden in a steel cage, folks, you won't want to miss that, but before that we'll be back in two weeks for another edition of Ascendancy. It's been an absolutely wild Open Fight Night, but from me and my partner, goodnight!