Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
Inside a nearby hospital, we see a look of absolute relief from Ether, glancing at the mirror to look at her hair as the doctor delivers some great news.
[ Doctor ] “I know it looked bad, miss—and in fairness, getting a glimpse of the damage would make anyone panic—but I promise you, the damage was more cosmetic than physical in the end.”
He shows Ether some images and charts to confirm this, if only to get her attention away from staring at the frazzled spot in her ‘do in her reflection. Eventually, she relents with a slight smirk and a nod.
[ Ether ] “So I’m cleared to go?”
The doctor nods, much to Ether’s delight. As the doctor leaves the exam room, however, we hear a hushed whisper, instantly recognizable…Deathnote.
[ Deathnote ] “After everything you went through, is that really all there is?”
Ether turns around to find herself standing before the Author of Death, a look of curiosity on his face as he studies the Bad Random.
[ Ether ] “What are you talking about? The doc said I’m good to go, so I’m outta here. Why are you even—?”
[ Deathnote ] “I think you should get some more general tests, you never know what could pop up.”
Ether opens her mouth to respond, but just as quickly as he arrived the God of the New World vanishes out of sight. Ether scoffs at the suggestion, shaking her head as she opens the door to leave the exam room…only to be confronted by an angry Pyre! She charges at the Hungry Girl, and the two immediately come to blows trading lefts and rights before Pyre grabs Ether by her still-singed hair, looking to slam her into the computer workstation…but Ether grabs a nearby bedpan!
Ether slams the bedpan against the skull of the Fire Witch, forcing her to let go of the hair as Ether rears back…but Pyre dodges the punch that comes her way, connecting with one of her own instead! As things get more and more heated, security and medical staff finally rush into the exam room to break things up. The staff pull Pyre and Ether apart, but the murderous glare they share indicates this is far from over.
And with Invasion on the horizon, they’ll get their chance to resolve this one way or another.
TAG TEAM MATCH
CORVUS & SEESAW vs.SERAPHINA & KNIGHTLORD
Will blood be drawn when playtime turns into rough play!?
SeeSaw wants to play first, whilst Knightlord nominates Lucy. The Angelic Assassin floors her gangly opponent with a wheelbarrow bulldog, then domes him with a knee drop. She hauls him up and darts into the ropes… Swinging neckbreaker – VAMPIRE’S BLOOD! She covers him. ONE… TWO… CORVUS MAKES THE SAVE! The referee keeps him and Kaine apart.
The Sovereign of Silence is anything but, as she talks trash to The Crow. She turns round—SUPERFINE TURBINE BLAST! SeeSaw bulldozes her with the gore-spinebuster combo. Kaine shakes his head as Lucy’s hubris leads to her being piledriven – POP GOES THE WEASEL! Mr. Make Believe pins her. ONE… TWO… KNIGHTLORD BREAKS IT UP!! The official separates him and Corvus once more.
SeeSaw tags Corvus, who marks Lucy. Uppercut; palm strike; elbow – MURDER OF—NO! She evades the killing blow… HOT TAG TO KAINE! Ripcord clothesline; Northern lariat – BLOODY STREAM to Corvus! SeeSaw enters illegally… HellBat stops him with JUST A BITE! The referee ushers him outside. Knightlord grabs Corvus. Pumphandle brainbuster to the knee – BLOOD DRIVERRR! He hooks the leg. ONE… TWO… ROPE BREAK!!!
Kaine butterflies Corvus’ arms – NIGHT RAID!? CORVUS KICK! The assassin counters the Killswitch with a Pelé kick! He leaps onto Knightlord’s shoulders – CUT-THROAT DRIVER! The ‘rana driver spikes him. Corvus is ready to end it, as Kaine slowly stands… RKO – BLACK HAND’S BLADE! He covers him. ONE… TWO—SeeSaw scoops Lucy into THE BIG WHEEL torture rack—THREEE!!!
Corvus & SeeSaw toy with Lucy & Kaine.
WINNERS: CORVUS & SEESAW
“RETURN TO SENDER”
Lucy Seraphina, the Angel of Silence, is walking back to her locker room when from out of no where she is sent flying into a wall. The wall cracks with the force given. Lucy gathers herself quickly, baring her fangs in the direction of the sudden assault, but before she can do anything she is quickly thrown to the side by a kick.
[ Banzan ] “You really do speak too much, Lucy. You’d think after all your time with Kaine, you’d have learned something useful.
As Banzan’s assault takes place, a shadow forms at a distant corridor, watching as the Mountain wraps his arms around the waist of Seraphina.
The Saito Suplex drills Lucy into the ground. The Mountain stands above her, grabbing her by the throat.
[ Banzan ] “Sun Tzu says ‘So in war, the way is to avoid what is strong, and strike at what is weak.’ You send this message to Kaine to leave Tenchu alone”
Lucy grins on the ground as she looks up at the Mountain, a daze in her eyes.
[ Lucy Serephina ] “All your talk of inner peace. Of avoiding negative auras and look at you now. Attacking an exhausted rival. You’re no brave warrior. You may be fooling some here, but we see you for what you are! You’re more of a monster than us. Everyone that has come around you has died violently. What good man allows so much death to surround them, and continue to bring innocent people close?”
The Kinshasa nails Lucy right in the head, forcing the Angel to the ground. A look of frustration on Banzan’s face as the taunt rings true to his spirit.
[ Banzan ] “I will see you at InVasion.”
Banzan walks off and after a few moments Lucy stirs and looks off into the distance. She smiles and nods as she slowly gets up, the assault on her clearly having a deep effect. She looks towards where the shadow formed and knowingly nods as they both fade.
We once again find ourselves on the steps of a church in the middle of New York. Not just any church of course, the very same place of worship that serves as home to Sanctus Bellator. The door creaks open, the scene moving to reveal the force behind it as nonother than Simon, the Taskmaster.
[ Simon ] “Sanctus? I’ve come speak to you about our little agreement.”
As Simon walks the halls, moving from pew to pew, he finds Sir Bellator himself, the templar bathed in moonlight as it slips through a singular window overlooking the hall of prayer.
[ Sir Bellator ] “I’m sure you have. After all, Luke Storm is of the utmost importance, isn’t he?”
Bellator sits calmly, reading from the Bible as Simon approaches.
[ Simon ] “I know you’re planning something. You made it plain as day. I think we have to reaffirm what your allegiances are before you and your friends get… hung up on the matter.”
The tasteless joke at Shaw’s fate lands on deaf ears as Sanctus closes the tome in his hands. He looks towards Simon, shaking his head.
[ Sir Bellator ] “Is that so?”
LUKE STORM FROM THE SHADOWS! THE SUPERKICK SENDS SIMON REELING! HE COLLIDES BACK FIRST INTO A PEW!
Blood drips from Simon’s mouth as he collapses back in the pew. Storm grabs him by his coat, sneering, fuming as he looks down on him.
[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “You think you’re so fucking smart, huh? Everyone has a plan until they’ve been kicked in the fucking mouth, right? Well, I ain’t been kicked in the mouth, and I plan on putting you six feet under!”
Storm rears back for another punch, driving it right into the jaw of Simon!
[ Sir Bellator ] “Pride comes before the fall. Two men filled with pride and drenched in wrath shall create their own fall.”
Storm turns to Bellator, dropping Simon as he approaches him.
[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “I’m about tired of that God-fearing bullshit. Just because you gave me Simon don’t mean you’re off the hook. You helped fuck up Shaw’s funeral. So if you wanna see wrath then I’ll show you some fuckin’ wrath!”
However, as Storm gets right into Bellator’s face, the Holy Warrior merely walks past him without a second thought.
[ Sir Bellator ] “I’m sure you will, Luke. But wouldn’t you prefer unleashing it on Simon?”
He points to the now empty pew, Simon having escaped in Luke’s blind rage. Storm, realizing what’s happened, rushes past Bellator, shoving the Templar to the side as he gives chase. Bellator, meanwhile, calmly closes the door behind him, locking it as the scene fades to black.
STARBOY vs. TENCHU
Make love, not war!
Spotting Tenchu’s sheathe at ringside, Starboy asks him how big his chopper is. The honourable Kodokushi takes exception to this disrespect, carving through him with a wheel kick! Picking him up, he flings him into the ropes… BIIIG BACK BODY DROP! The mechanical ninja covers him. ONE… TWO… KICKOUT!
The Lover of All takes a powder – but Tenchu grabs them by their hair, lifting them off the ground and onto the apron! Starboy, however, pulls him down throat-first into the ropes! The robot doesn’t choke, of course, but the whiplash stuns him. Starboy slides in… Rolling elbow – DONKEY PUNCH! They pin him. ONE… TWO… KICKOUT!!
Holding his dreaded thumb up high, Starboy stalks his metallic foe. Tenchu gets up… OIL CHECK! The arcane robot limps away, whilst Starboy looks at his pristine digit in surprise. He rears back… DIRTY SAN—DUCKED! Avoiding the chop, Tenchu scoops him up – Death Valley driver, THE LETHAL BLOW! He hooks the leg. ONE… TWO… SHOULDER UP!!!
Looming over Starboy, The Metal Shadow bides his time before storming into the ropes… Hellacious busaiku knee – THE HIDDEN BLADE! Tenchu pulls them up and underhooks their arms for the spinning kamikaze – ODAWARA SE—NO! Starboy escapes, leaping onto the middle rope. He blows a kiss… Panama sunrise – CHOCOLATE STARFISH DESTROYER! He covers him missionary-style. ONE… TWO… THREE!!!
Love beats war, as Starboy tops Tenchu.
“LET THEM SLEEP”
The Impaler is pacing up and down the hallway of The Slaughterhouse, he’s ready to destroy Sigil in their match tonight.
SeeSaw is headed towards the locker room after his match earlier. He smiles and makes his way to Impaler.
[ SeeSaw ] “Hey buddy, want to talk?”
Impaler shakes his head and keeps pacing.
[ SeeSaw ] “Come on friend, we were forced to sleep together, let’s do something by choice.”
Impaler does a double take and stops.
[ The Impaler ] “Phrasing but fine, say what you need to say, make it quick.”
[ SeeSaw ] “We’re both angry at Sigil right?”
[ SeeSaw ] “Mordecai and him are both angry at each other and look at us as nothing more than obstacles in the way of destroying each other.”
[ The Impaler ] “What are you getting at?”
[ SeeSaw ] “Why don’t we just stand out of the way and let them do it? When they’re done, we can play with their scraps or each other.”
[ The Impaler ] “Once again, phrasing. However, I’m not against it, would love to watch them destroy each other and I have to admit, it was fun wrecking Sigil. Fine, we’ll play but when it’s my turn, don’t take my toy. The last blow to Sigil will be mine.”
[ SeeSaw ] “That’s ok, you should know I like to play with destroyed toys.”
>SeeSaw laughs, Impaler shakes his head.
[ SeeSaw ] “What’s wrong? I’m letting you play.”
“You had to make it weird, we’ll work together but don’t think this makes us friends.”
[ SeeSaw ] “I understand, not the first time I’ve heard that.”
SeeSaw looks down and Impaler almost feels bad for him, almost.
Impaler marches away.
SeeSaw’s frown turns into a devious grin.
[ SeeSaw ] “If he doesn’t want to be friends, I can destroy him too, 3 destroyed toys are better than one.”
TAG TEAM TORNADO MATCH
VAYIKRA vs. SIMON & LUKE STORM
Simon’s continued manipulations has brought the wrath of Yahweh to the whole freaking deal and while he’s now healed, Luke Storm finds himself with a massive battle on his hands in a veritable handicap match.
The bell sounds as Storm rushes forward, nearly taking Sir Gable’s head off with a massive Lightning Strike but he can’t capitalise before a stiff roundhouse kick slams into his temble from Bellator. The Templar drives him into the ropes, throwing him across the ring and leaping up as he tries for the Arm of God but Storm manages to slip out, throwing Bellator over his head with a T-Bone Suplex.
Luke can’t follow up as he’s dropped on the back of his head by a German Suplex from Gable, Gable trying to pull him up for a second but Storm stays kneeled, VAULTING DROPKICK! Simon uses Storm as a stepping stone to nail Gable right in the schnozz. Simon offers a hand to Storm who looks at it with disgust before getting up himself as they eye the slowly rising Bellator.
Both head to a corner as they size up the groggy Templar before rushing forward, MEET IN THE MIDDLE! SUPERKICK/RUNNING KNEE COMBINATION as Sir Bellator looks done, completely out on his feet as Simon spins him around, SIMON-PLEX! The Taskmaster dumps him right on his head with the Fisherman, bridging back as Storm nails an interfering Gable with another Lightning Strike, allowing his tag team partner to reluctantly get the ONE…TWO…THREE!!
The unlikely tag duo of Storm and Simon get the duke over Vayikra here but how will these two fare when it’s all for one next week?
WINNERS: SIMON & LUKE STORM
We are once again in the locker room of Tenchu long after his match has taken place. He is kneeling again in front of his Odawara Shrine in meditation. Meditation that is once again broken by the presence of the Dark Detective.
[ Tenchu ] “I’m getting tired of your uninvited visits, vampire.”
Kaine lays down his cell phone with a video playing. The HellBat was the shadow watching the assault of Lucy by Banzan earlier in the night.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “I thought you should see this.”
Tenchu takes the phone and watches as the assault loops over.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Says he wants to teach you about honour, of respecting your clan. And yet here he is, assaulting someone after their match.
Tenchu thrusts the phone into the chest of the Shadow Bat.
[ Tenchu ] “You’ve been haunting us for months. Manipulating us. Banzan has seen what you’ve been trying to show me. What do you expect? Every man has his breaking point. It looks like you and Lucy have finally struck the last nerve.”
Kaine laughs as he places the phone in his pocket.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “You still believe he is good and righteous? After everything I’ve shown you?”
Tenchu takes a moment to think about everything.
[ Tenchu ] “He’s been the first person to take me under his wing who hasn’t had ulterior motives. Who hasn’t tried manipulating me…”
Kaine smirks at this, knowing something must be sinking in.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Hasn’t he? Look at Sweet Alice. Look at Aesop. Look at everyone who has suffered after coming into contact, and siding, with Banzan. You telling me that something doesn’t seem off? That everything is just peachy in Banzan’s world, and those around him are just victims of being in the wrong place at the wrong time?”
Tenchu pauses again, clearly thinking hard about what the Vampire is saying.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “I don’t believe in coincidences, Tenchu. In the last three years, too many people that have sided with Banzan have died violently. I’m just trying to prevent the next one being you. I’ve heard your legend, I’ve heard the stories about what you were meant to be. Banzan can’t help you, clearly. He hasn’t even been able to protect his monastery. What makes you think he will make you live up to your potential?”
Tenchu takes a step back.
[ Tenchu ] “Just… Just leave, Kaine.”
Kaine approaches Tenchu, placing a reassuring hand on the Metal Shadow’s shoulder.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Think about what I’ve told you, really think about it. I’ll see you in the ring at InVasion and like warriors of old, I’ll show you the truth of my words through my actions in the ring.”
Kaine walks out of the locker room as Tenchu returns to his meditation with a lot more on his mind to think about.
SIGIL vs. THE IMPALER
What was Sigil searching for in The Impaler’s dreams? He didn’t get to collect his prize this time but he’ll be lucky if there’s anything left of him to walk the realms once The Many are done with him.
Sigil may be the purest striker in OSW but The Impaler is a 295lb killing machine and he starts this bout without any airs and graces, a running big boot to the head of The Realmwalker. Sigil is quickly back to his feet, only to be dropped again with a running shoulder charge.
The Many lifts Collector up and doubles him with a gut punch. Irish whip into the ropes, springboard off the middle rope by Sigil into FINITE!!! That roundhouse kick floors Legion but not for long. Sigil is swift in his movement…CHOP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! MERCIFUL!!!
Bent backwards over Sigil’s knee for a flurry of elbows…It’s a LONG ROAD AHEAD for the Dread Pirate of Wrestling. First cover but The Impaler thrusts up a shoulder on the two count. Sigil brings The Impaler back to a vertical base but Legion explodes…ADAM SMASHER!!!! Cover…ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!!!
Legion senses his opportunity, tying up Sigil with the Romero Special before transitioning into the dragon sleeper….EVE’S SNAKE!!!!! IT HAS A POWERFUL BITE!!!! Can Sigil survive here? THUMB TO THE EYE!!! The Impaler releases, he gets to his feet still clutching his eyes and does it see it coming…PLANESWALKER!!!! And that is ONE! TWO! THREE!!!
Sigil collects another win inside The Slaughterhouse!
A wide open space in the Slaughterhouse.
Wiz and Tag, a hoverboard under his arm, are walking through it, ready to head down another one of the labyrinth of hallways.
But they’re not alone.
Standing in the shadows of one of the adjacent hallways is none other than The Generation Kid. His eyes smolder with anger at seeing his stolen board. But it’s not just anger in his eyes.
There’s fear, also.
A bead of sweat rolls down his forehead as he begins taking deep breaths, psyching himself up to go solo against two men who have been bullying him for weeks.
All the air leaves his chest, and the Kid steps forward…
…right into a dark skinned hand.
[ Zero ] “Nope.”
TGK, adrenaline pushing through him, shoves the hand away.
But the Jet Set Radio pair is gone.
[ The Generation Kid ] “I’m tired of them pushing me around.”
He turns to face Zero, who calmly looks at the sweating young man.
[ Zero ] “No shit, Kid. But you think you’re gonna jump them like this is the hood, and you’re after their kicks? They wanted to get in your head, and you fell right into it.”
TGK deflates, shaking his head as he seems almost embarassed.
[ The Generation Kid ] “You’re right. I’m just tired of people treating me like Cameron when I want to be Ferris.”
[ Zero ] “So stop playing into their shit. They don’t give a fuck about that board. They just want the strap.”
[ The Generation Kid ] “So do you.”
[ Zero ] “Fuck yeah, I do! But I’m gonna jack it in the middle of the ring like a goddamned man.”
Seeing TGK’s discomfort, Zero just laughs.
[ Zero ] “Let’s go kick the shit out of the fuck boi’s, then next week you can stand up to everybody like a big tough man.”
The Kid’s discomfort fades into annoyance.
[ The Generation Kid ] “You’re really going to make fun of me?”
Zero grins, and slaps TGK on the back.
[ Zero ] “That’s the spirit. Let’s go fuck some shit up.”
It’s a Fatal Four Way next week at Invasion, but tonight TGK teams up with Zero to take on the JSR pair.
It’s going to be a barnburner.
STANDARD NON-TITLE MATCH
VIPER ROBERTS © vs. MORDECAI
With help from the Gatekeeper of Dreams, Viper Roberts locked The Sandman deep away in the recesses of his mind and now the Viper has the chance to put down the other master of Dreams. Can the World Champion make it 2-0 against slumberland or will Mordecai do what his brother could not?
The bell sounds as Mordecai rushes forward, nearly decapitating Viper with a massive Lariat before pulling him up to his feet, drilling him with a series of hard knees to the chest before throwing him high up in the air, REALITY CHECK! European Uppercut right to dreamland as Mordecai drops down for the cover, ONE…TWO…ROBERTS JUST KICKS OUT!
Mordecai pulls Viper up to his feet but gets kicked low as Roberts ignores the warning from the referee before dropping down and delivering a stiff uppercut that sends Mordecai staggering. A hard clothesline of his own drops Mordecai before Viper picks him up off his feet, wrapping the arm, SNAKE ARM…NO! Mordecai ducks under the short arm clothesline before dropping Roberts to the mat with a hard Belly to Back Suplex.
Roberts stumbles to his feet into an almighty right hand before Mordecai spins him around, SWEET DREAMS? NO! Mordecai nearly gets that cobra clutch locked in but a sneaky low blow from the world champion stops the submission attempt, the Gatekeeper’s doubled over as Roberts strikes, ODE TO SNAKE! DDT spikes Mordecai into the mat.
Roberts pulls Mordecai up to his feet, looking for that final blow but Mordecai slips out of the Snake Bite, HEADBUTT! That massive blow sends Roberts bouncing into the ropes, SNAKE OIL! Roberts rebounds with that viscous substance right into Mordecai’s face as the Gatekeeper is blinded just enough for a kick to the gut and SNAKE BITE! The world champion slinks down onto his prey for the ONE…TWO…THREE!!!
The Head Snake does it here, just like he did the older brother, vanquishes the younger brother of dreams with his own hands tonight.
WINNER: VIPER ROBERTS
What a match between Mordecai and Viper Roberts!
he lights go out!
>We’re in complete darkness! Thud!
The lights come back on and Mordecai is down!
Sigil is in the ring with a chair!
Viper Roberts gestures he’s all yours and slithers out of the ring!
Sigil wedges the chair between the ropes in the corner and he’s waiting for Mordecai to get up!
Mordecai pulls himself up!
Sigil charges at him!
Shotgun dropkick into the chair!
Mordecai drops to his hands and knees!
Sigil yanks the chair out of the ropes and nails and vicious shot to the back of Mordecai’s head!
Mordecai is flat on the mat now!
[ Sigil ] “You wanted me to wake up?”
[ Sigil ] “I’m wide awake, seeing that once again I have to do everything myself. No matter, I’m better than all three of you anyway.”
Sigil lifts Mordecai’s head up and slides the chair underneath his face!
Sigil leaps to the top rope!
Diving foot stomp!
He put all his weight into that!
Mordecai is out cold!
[ Sigil ] “I’m not the one who needs to wake up, you are. You can stick to your bloody purpose, be a gatekeeper, and keep order. I can’t wait to see how you try to keep order when I have all the stones.”
A curb stomp as one last poetic payback for last week!
Sigil rolls out of the ring!
An empty lot, somewhere in the vicinity of Hell’s Kitchen. Within, a group of black-cloaked figures stand stoically, forming a semi circle.
They are soon greeted by a trio of their brethren, dragging a struggling figure into their midst until the new arrivals stand in the centre of the circle, which closes around them.
[ Starboy ] “Do you really think that you clowns will get away with this? I’ve done nothing wrong but live my life.”
One figure steps forward from the circle, removing his hood to reveal his mask underneath. Sir Gable.
[ Sir Gable ] “Your abomination shall be punished befitting with the crime of sexual immorality. Deuteronomy 7… We must purge the evil from within us to pave the way for Yahweh’s return.”
Gable holds his hand in the air, and as one the black-clad figures raise their own hands. When Gable’s hand closes into a fist, the group as one arm themselves with stones and let them fly.
Dozens of rocks hurtle towards Starboy, a flurry of stones of which he could not possibly escape from.
Dozens of rocks slam into Starboy, knocking him first to the ground, before a second flurry are aimed at the downed figure, ensuring he is battered until he no longer moves.
Starboy lies face down in the dirt, stones lying all around him before Sir Gable calls for a cease fire.
[ Sir Gable ] “If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.”
He waves his hand and a trio of figures drag the carcass of Starboy away.
[ Sir Gable ] “Take him to the Sanctuary. Let us see what can be done. There is no time to waste, for there are many souls that need saving and… Time is running out.”
The circle breaks and the figures go their separate ways, dragging Starboy away and leaving Sir Gable alone.
TAG TEAM MATCH
JET SET RADIO vs. TGK © & ZERO ©
Can Jet Set Radio get another one over on the hacker and the kid? Or will Zero’s words prove prophetic tonight?
Tag and Zero tie up collar and elbow. Zero twists Tag into a bionic wrist lock with his metal arm and drops him to the mat gripping both hands. Shoulders down— ONE! Tag gets a shoulder up but Zero transitions into a BIONIC VICE! Tag writhes in pain but manages a rope break!
Tag to Wiz who immediately hops up top and backflips on an unsuspecting Zero—BOOTSY CONNECTION! BUT ZERO SIDESTEPPED IT! Wiz must be high to attempt that, and now he’s sitting doubled over while Zero rebounds off the ropes—BIONBUSTER!! Cover—ONE! TWO!! THR—NO! Wiz kicks out!
Zero reluctantly tags in an eager TGK who jumps into the ring like a house of fire—THE KARATE KID! Leaping kick to Wiz’s face which knocks him back into the corner. Tag with the blind tag. He tries to get the jump on TGK—FIVE STAR—NO! TGK spears him mid-air—DOC BROWN’S DELOREAN!!
TGK IS BUSTING! He rips one sleeve down—then the other—belly-to-belly—no, Tag slides out and tags Wiz back in—TAPDANCE FUNK! TGK stumbles into his corner. Zero tags himself in and walks right into an encore performance—TAPDANCE FUNK—NO!! Zero catches the leg and flips him the bird—PUNK CITY KILLER!! Stunner! Cover—ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!
It was all a drug induced dream for Wiz, with nothing going right for Jet Set Radio tonight!
WINNERS: TGK & ZERO
We cold open to a place that’s dark and has an air of almost being forgotten about. By the light of a solitary lantern we see Corvus, only he’s not alone. He’s forcing Viper Roberts into a chair, and shackles him with metal clasps as an act of vengeance for what Dream Viper did to him last week. We must be somewhere deep in The Black Hand’s secret compound, because nobody else is around.
[ Viper Roberts ] “What the fuck is going on, Corvus. What do you want from me?”
Roberts is seething.
[ Corvus ] “This has got to end, Roberts. I’ve been having these dreams, except they don’t feel like dreams. They feel real. In the first one your Snakes captured me and then you slit my throat and spilled my blood. In the second you tortured me. These must be a sign of some kind. A sign that it’s your blood that I must spill now.”
Viper looks confused for a second before a look of realisation comes over his face.
[ Viper Roberts ] “I know what’s happening, and I need you to do something for me. I’m not going to let you kill me, but can you…knock me out?”
The Crow raises an eyebrow.
[ Corvus ] “And tell me why I should stop at that?”
[ Viper Roberts ] “Just trust me.”
Corvus looks as if he’s going to take a moment to think about things, but in the blink of an eye and almost without Viper noticing, he’s picked up a heavy pipe and clocked the Head Snake round the head, knocking him out cold just as he requested.
To be continued…
THE MAIN EVENT
PYRE, VIGOUR & ETHER vs. CHRONOA, DEATHNOTE & SIR RENAULT
Finally! It’s time for our main event! It’s a trios match as the team of Ether, Pyre, and Vigour take on Sir Renault, Chronoa, and Deathnote! Can Ether and Pyre work together or will both get burned? We find out now!
Vigour starts out for his team; he wants some control in this heated situation. Deathnote starts out for his! Vigour rushes at Deathnote with some vicious elbow strikes! One after another rock the author of death! he’s stunned and Vigour nails him with a standing dropkick! Deathnote is down and rolls out of the ring! Vigour runs the ropes! He bounces off one side and dives through the other!
DEATHNOTE CATCHES HIM BY THE THROAT!
DOUBLE-HANDED CHOKESLAM ON THE APRON!
VIGOUR’S BACK IS ARCHING IN PAIN!
Deathnote pulls him up and rolls him back in the ring! Deathnote slides in the ring and the author of the future tags in the lover of the past! Chronoa is in the ring! She’s stomping away on Vigour! She pulls him up and shoves him into her corner! Knife edge chop after Knife edge chop! Vigour’s chest is turning a more vibrant red than his hair! Chronoa backs up letting Vigour out of the corner!
WHY IS SHE LETTING UP?!
VIGOUR STARTS MARCHING AT HER!
SHE STOPS HIM IN HIS TRACKS WITH A SPARTA KICK THAT LAUNCHES HIM INTO THE CORNER!
VIGOUR BOUNCES OFF HARD AND IS DOWN ON HIS KNEES!
CHRONOA GOES FOR A SPINNING ELBOW STRIKE!
HAS ALREADY BEEN- NO!
VIGOUR LEANS BACK TO GET UNDER THE STRIKE!
HE GRABS CHRONOA’S WAIST AND PULLS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!
GREAT USE OF LEVERAGE THERE!
Both are down and Vigour is crawling towards his corner! Sir Renault tags himself in and drops a massive elbow to the back of Vigour! He pulls Vigour up by the hair and delivers some massive knee strikes to his stomach! He whips across the ropes and Vigour rebounds! Renault goes for a clothesline! Vigour ducks under it! He does a handspring to the ropes! Handspring back elbow! No!
RENAULT CATCHES HIM AND DROPS HIM HARD WITH A MASSIVE GERMAN SUPLEX!
HE HOLDS ONTO IT AND ROLLS WITH VIGOUR!
HE’S GOING FOR THE HOLY TRINITY!
HE STANDS THEM BACK UP!
HE ROLLS AGAIN!
HE STANDS THEM UP!
VIGOUR SOMEHOW BACKFLIPS OUT OF IT!
JUMPING FOOT STOMP ON SIR RENAULT WHILE HE’S DOWN!
VIGOUR LEAPS OFF RENAULT AND DIVES TO TAG IN ETHER!
She’s in there like a ball of fire! Renault is pulling himself up! She hits a massive soccer kick to the gut and runs the ropes! Sliding dropkick! Renault’s face got all of those wheels! She rushes the opposite team’s corner and nails Deathnote and Chronoa with a double dropkick! They fall off the apron and Ether waits for Renault to get up! He pulls himself up!
SPINNING HEEL KICK BY ETHER!
SHE NAILS HIM WITH THE ETHER STRIKE!
SHE CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE AND WAITS FOR HIM TO GET UP!
PYRE BLIND TAGS ETHER’S LEG!
ETHER IS ARGUING WITH PYRE AND PYRE IS SHRUGGING HER SHOULDERS!
IN THE CONFUSION, RENAULT IS ON THE TOP ROPE WITH ETHER NOW!
MASSIVE SAITO SUPLEX OFF THE TOP ROPE!
ETHER CRUMBLES AND RENAULT GETS TO HIS SIDE TO TAG IN DEATHNOTE!
Pyre and Deathnote are now the legal two in this match! They go right at each other with massive strikes! Back and forth punches but the crowd doesn’t know who to cheer for! Pyre sees that Deathnote is getting the best of this exchange and she does a quick jab to the throat! Jumping knee strike from Pyre gets Deathnote to drop to a knee! Snap DDT from the fire bitch! She covers! One… two… thr-no! It’s not going to be that easy!
PYRE CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE!
SHE’S WAITING FOR DEATHNOTE TO GET UP!
HE GETS UP!
SHE JUMPS AT HIM WITH THE ECLIPSE!
HE CATCHES HER AND LOCKS IN A SLEEPER HOLD!
HE FLIPS HER OVER INTO A BULLY CHOKE!
HE WRENCHES HER BACK WITH FULL FORCE!
SHE MIGHT HAVE TO TAP!
A SPLASH OF COLOUR!
VIGOUR BREAKS IT UP WITH THE FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH!
Vigour drags Pyre to their corner and tags himself in! He covers Deathnote! One… two… no! Deathnote gets a shoulder up! Vigour gets up and starts stomping away at him! Deathnote starts to stand up! Those stomps aren’t doing much! Vigour grabs the wrist and starts nailing Deathnote with pump kicks while he’s on his knees! Deathnote looks like he’s taking them no problem but one with Vigour’s full force gets him down!
VIGOUR SMILES AND SEES A CHANCE!
HE LANDS THE STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
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DEATHNOTE KICKS OUT WITH AUTHORITY AND LAUNCHES HIM TO THE CORNER!
SIR RENAULT GRABS VIGOUR FROM BEHIND!
DEATHNOTE TAGS IN CHRONOA!
Chronoa gets in the ring and runs the ropes! Running dropkick drops Vigour! Chronoa drags him into the middle of the ring! She starts kicking the leg like she wants to make sure he can’t walk! She locks in a figure-four leg lock! DEJAVU! The tribute to Brent Kersh’s lone star has Vigour screaming in agony! He looks he might tap at any second!
CHRONOA IS SMILING, SHE’S SITTING UP AND PULLING BACK PERFECTLY!
VIGOUR RAISES THE HAND TO TAP!
ETHER HAS OTHER PLANS!
SHE NAILS CHRONOA WITH THE METEORA!
VIGOUR DEFIES HISTORY AND ROLLS CHRONOA TO REVERSE IT!
SHE MIGHT HAVE TO TAP HERSELF!
SIR RENAULT AND DEATHNOTE COME IN TO BREAK IT UP!
THEY DON’T SEE PYRE!
DOUBLE ECLIPSE TO STOP THEM BREAKING IT UP!
CHRONOA HAS NO CHOICE!
SHE CAN’T REVERSE IT AND SHE’S LOST HER TEAMMATES!
SHE’S TAPPING OUT!
What a match! Everyone gave it their all but somehow the team of Vigour, Ether, and Pyre have pulled it off tonight!
WINNERS: PYRE, VIGOUR & ETHER
“FIGHTS AND LADDERS”
The match is over, but the battle is anything but.
Even with the absolute chaos that we just witnessed in tonight’s main event, there’s a tension in the air.
The kind of tension that only builds as the competitors are finally starting to recover from the effects of what they’ve been through…and begin staring each other down.
The tension reaches its peak as they approach each other closely, carefully…and then, things explode.
Sir Renault charges at Vigour, blindsiding the Prince of Party with a forearm smash!
Pyre immediately follows suit, tackling Ether to the ground as she begins delivering mounted punches to the Bad Random!
This leaves us with Deathnote and Chronoa, staring each other down.
Deathnote’s attempts at an alliance fell flat against the Keeper of History, and now the Author of Death can’t help but smirk at his opportunity to strike…until the brawling Renault and Vigour crash into him!
Chronoa stands alone in the fracas, until Ether finally makes it back to her feet against the vicious Pyre. The two trade blows, almost a reflection of their brawl earlier in the night…until Ether sends the Fire Witch colliding with Chronoa after an Irish whip!
Vigour finally gets a chance to escape the clutches of Renault, who is distracted by an angry Deathnote slamming his elbow against the back of his head. As the two get into it, the Jack of All Senses comes to his and rolls out of the ring. He lifts the ring apron, searching underneath for something in particular…and a smile comes to his face when he finds it.
He pulls it out from under the ring, sliding it under the bottom rope upon the canvas before popping back in to pick the ladder up. Renault and Deathnote are still going at it until Vigour slams it against the pair, taking them down with ease to the canvas!
Vigour props the ladder up against the corner as we see Chronoa now mixing it up with Pyre, pulling out her Chains of Fate to deal with the Killer Queen…who responds with a fireball, shades of last week!
Chronoa narrowly dodges, throwing one of her chains at Pyre…who dodges that as well! The chain ends up striking Ether, taking her down in the process!
Meanwhile, Vigour looks to get a bit of revenge on Renault as he brings Darth Jesus to his feet…but Renault rocks the Prince of Party with another forearm, sending Vigour reeling onto the ladder in the corner!
Renault looks to follow up on the attack but is intercepted by the now-standing Deathnote, who hoists Darth Jesus onto his shoulders…before dropping him with a GTS!
GATHER THY SOUL!
Deathnote sends Renault through the middle ropes, dumping him to the outside before turning his attention to Vigour as he looks to give the Good Time Guy a very bad time, indeed.
Deathnote tilts the ladder out from under Vigour, dropping him to the canvas with a thud as the Author of Death smiles at his new weapon…and slams it against Vigour, an ounce of revenge for the earlier attack!
With the Prince of Party down and out, Deathnote turns his attention to the ladies going at it across the ring…and THROWS THE LADDER RIGHT AT PYRE!
She drops to the canvas as we see Chronoa pick up the ladder…but Deathnote doesn’t afford her an opportunity to use it, kicking her in the gut to force the Harbinger of Fate to drop the weapon.
TURN THE PAGE…ONTO THE LADDER!
Chronoa is out cold after that Sister Abigail sent her face-first onto the hard steel of the ladder…but Ether is finally back on her feet!
She knocks Deathnote down to a knee with that nasty spinning heel kick…but gets caught when she goes for another one!
ANOTHER TURN OF THE PAGE!
Deathnote drops the Hungry Girl down hard, infuriated after what he’s endured here as he grabs the fallen ladder…and sets it up in the middle of the ring.
And then, he ascends.
Climbing the ladder as the rest of the competitors are struggling to come to, Deathnote finds himself seated upon the top.
A slight smirk on his face, the Author of Death surveys the scene around him.
Could this feat be repeated come Invasion?
Who will ascend to take what rightfully belongs to them?