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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “TAKEN I”  [/edgtf_highlight]

Click.

Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.

The Boiler Room is often a place of quiet, of peace – especially since Deathnote has taken it over as his homebase.

Today, it’s not that.

The candles are strewn about all over the floor, broken, flames flickering with the wind. Something is afoot and The Author soon approaches the door and realizes it immediately.

Cautiously he enters the hall, following the once candle lit hallway down to his altar, whilst looking back and forth for whoever may be lurking in the shadows.

For the first time – what he expects to be there, isn’t. 

[ Deathnote ] “No, it can’t be.”

Suddenly, he becomes frantic, tipping over the altar and searching the remnants of the boiler room. He’s panicked, searching every inch with intensity, only to find nothing.

The Notebook is gone.

[ Deathnote ] “ROOOOBBBEEERTTTTTSSS!!”

The Author angrily storms out of the room, rushing down the corridor.

Tonight, Deathnote faces Viper Roberts in a match.

But it’s no longer just a match.

Viper has done the unthinkable and when Deathnote gets his hands on him, he might just find himself on a page in the notebook.

He’s seething.

Cut.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  TAG TEAM MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

STARBOY & SIR GABLE VS. IMPALER & CHRONOA

Two rivalries collide in a rough way when Starboy finds themselves teamed with Sir Gable to take on The Impaler and Chronoa!

We kick things off with a bit of arguing on both sides of the ring, given the hostile situations between both teams. Eventually, Starboy and Chronoa go at it to start the match proper, trading blows until Starboy sends Chronoa to the ropes…connecting with a wheel kick on the rebound!

Down goes the Keeper of History, much to Starboy’s delight as the Lover of All stays on top of the situation with a leg drop to Chronoa. Starboy pays no mind to the abuse shouted by Gable as they lift Chronoa up, looking for the ushigoroshi neckbreaker! TASTE THE RAINBOW!

Chronoa is down, but Gable is demanding to be tagged in! Starboy is distracted by this just enough for Chronoa to recover, sending the Chocolate Starfish Destroyer to the corner with a blindside dropkick! Gable gets a blind tag from this, and immediately catches Chronoa with a spear! GOLD RUSH!

The impact sends Chronoa to the corner…and now it’s The Impaler who gets a blind tag in! Legion rushes in, ducking a Gable clothesline before hitting a lariat! ADAM SMASHER! Impaler follows up by hoisting Gable onto his shoulder for the powerbomb! NIGHT CITY BLACKOUT! IMPALER COVERS! ONE! TWO! THREE!

Impaler manages to overwhelm the might of Sir Gable, taking a win for this impromptu pairing in the process!

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: CHRONOA & THE IMPALER  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “WAY A FIND” [/edgtf_highlight]

Continued from last week.

Wiz turns away from The Generation Kid and presses the button.

Cut.

REWIND.

We’re in the backstage area of the Slaughterhouse, and from the posters hung around the hallways, this is FTW 263.Wiz and Tag walk down a labyrinth of hallways. In the distant background, Zero stops TGK with a short “nope”, but the Jet Set Radio duo haven’t even noticed and have already turned the first corner and out of vision of TGK.

[ Wiz ] “Man, if I’m right, and the boy wants to tango, this is big time, ya dig? Everything ready?”

[ Tag ] “Ready and raring. Here, I’ll see you later.”

Tag leaves Wiz alone after handing him the hoverboard. Wiz darts into one of the side rooms and clears a space on the table inside. He forces open the undercarriage of the board, and pulls out a tiny circuit board from his pocket. The circuit board looks to hold a short range receiver, and a mechanism that looks like it might cause some real damage. Wiz peels a layer from the back of the circuit board and sticks it firmly to the inside wall of the hoverboard, replacing the panel he just removed.

Wiz smirks.

[ Wiz ] “Always good to have an insurance policy.”

FAST FORWARD.

We’re back at FTW 265 now, as Wiz presses the button.

There’s a quiet beep followed by a small, concentrated explosion.

Cut.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STANDARD MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

TAG VS. TENCHU

Tonight, we have a match between Tag and Tenchu! Will board or blade come out on top? We find out next!

DING! DING! Tag is hot out of the gates sprinting at Tenchu! Sexy dynamite leaps at Tenchu! NO COMPLY! Famouser- no! The protector of the Odowara clan catches him in mid-flight and has him in a powerbomb position! He’s looking to dump him on the floor! No! Tag counters that with a hurricanrana that sends Tenchu through the ropes!

Tenchu tumbles to the floor and Tag runs the ropes! STAR FADE! Springboard shooting star press! He gets all of it! Tenchu is stunned and Tag stays on top of him laying down some rapid hammer fists! Tag pulls Tenchu up! Suplex into the barricade! Tenchu is getting dominated here! Tag lifts a barricade and places it on Tenchu’s chest!

He shoves it down hard on the ancient warrior! Once he’s happy with how it’s settled, he grabs the thing he loves most, Cassandra. He starts running with her in hand! He’s getting speed and he jumps, he places the board under his feet and he’s grinding the barricade! Ollie off the rail to add the extra bit off the pressure at the end!

Tag shoves the barricade off Tenchu and rolls him back in the ring! Tag slides in! He pulls Tenchu up, gives him the middle finger salute and nails him with NO COMPLY! He made sure to get him with the famouser! He’s not done! He pulls Tenchu up and gets him in powerbomb position! SPRAY BACK! The single leg lungblower! Tag covers! It’s academic! ONE! TWO! THREE!

What a show of force from Tag as Tenchu gets tagged and bagged all over the ring tonight!

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: TAG  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “EASTER BUNNY” [/edgtf_highlight]

Backstage, we find Sir Gable marching with purpose. He rounds a corner, and his entire stance fills with rage.

Before him is a giant Easter basket, with plastic eggs lining the floor in front of him. Giant plush dolls line the basket, with a weird looking Easter Bunny right in the center.

[ Sir Gable ] “Easter is the celebration of the risen Lord. Not this… rabbit.”

He approaches the display, but the eggs begin to stick to his boots…

…because they’re filled with giant tacks.

Gable tries to shake them off, but doesn’t get the chance.

THWACK! 

THE GENERATION KID’S HOVER BOARD TAKES HIS HEAD OFF!

Gable slumps to the ground, while Vigour and Starboy walk out of the shadows. Starboy’s eyes are dark with bad intentions.

[ Vigour ] “Stick to the plan.”

The Kid and Vigour pick up Gable while Starboy grabs the Easter Bunny doll, which is actually a hollow costume.

They stuff the unconscious Gable into it, and TGK hauls him away from the other two. Vigour turns to Starboy with a sympathetic expression.

[ Vigour ] “Thanks for this, Starboy. I know how bad you want to take out Gable.”

Starboy just nods.

[ Starboy ] “I’m going to get mine, don’t worry. But tonight is about you and Renault. You saved me, then he killed you. So you take him out, and I know you’ll be there for me going after Gable.”

TGK has set up the slumped Sir Gable Easter Bunny in a corner, surrounded by the other giant plush dolls.

[ The Generation Kid ] “Think anybody’ll notice him?”

[ Starboy ] “If anyone sees this thing, they’ll think its one of SeeSaw’s toys.”

The Kid looks over the scene, nodding.

[ The Generation Kid ] “Speaking of SeeSaw, how are we getting Bellator?”

[ Vigour ] “We’re not. They’re tagging together later, and I don’t think SeeSaw’s taking kindly to being buried alive.”

Starboy and the Kid have a smile on their face, but Vigour looks puzzled.

[ Vigour ] “Sir Vant should have been with Gable. I know he won’t be able to get in the cell, but we’ll have to keep an eye out for him.”

The trio nod, knowing Vigour’s real test is tonight when he takes on Sir Renault in a steel cell.

It’s time to avenge his death.

Cut.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STANDARD MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

KAINE KIGHTLORD VS. SIGIL

The Collector goes head to head with the Dark Detective, both men hoping to gain momentum heading into the slaughter.

The bell sounds as Kaine rushes forward, trying to use his superior speed to get the jump on Sigil but the Collector Cosmic Leaps out of the way of the clothesline attempt, appearing behind Knightlord with a MERCIFUL chop to the back of the throat. Knightlord drops down to one knee as Sigil grips him with a clawed hand, trying to force him over one knee but the vampire powers him away.

CLOTHESLINE! Sigil staggers to his feet, Knightlord behind him as he’s dropped immediately with the Northern Lariat. BLOODYY STREEAM! Sigil could be done here as Knightlord drops down for the one…two…no! The Collector just gets to his feet as he’s forced upwards, Knightlord trying to turn him around for the Night Raid but Sigil slips out, DRAGON SUPLEX!

Kaine staggers up to his feet as Sigil leaps up into the air, FINITE! Knightlord’s out on his feet as Sigil leaps through a portal before one appears from high above, PLANESTOMPER! Diving Doublestomp nearly crushes Kaine’s skull as he crumples to the mat, Sigil hooking the leg for the one…two…three!!!

The Collector picks up the huge victory here, gaining momentum heading towards the Lamb for the Slaughter 

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: SIGIL  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “BURIED” [/edgtf_highlight]

Japan

Odawara Castle

We see Tenchu is digging through the grounds of the castle, determination in every movement. He digs and digs, until he finds a chest. He pulls it out of the ground and rests it above the Earth.

[ Tenchu ] “Finally.”

Tenchu wipes away some of the dirt and insects that have begun emerging. It’s an old case, ancient to us but so very recent for Tenchu. The clan emblem glowing as the Metal Shadow places his hand on it. A click is heard and the chest opens.

[ Tenchu ] “If it wasn’t for Banzan driving me on my head last week, I’d have forgotten all about this. The history of my people, my clan.”

Kodokushi rifles through the papers, Japanese script and numbers all over the paperwork. He finds something with a familiar logo on it.

It’s the emblem of the Tiger’s Nest Monastery.

[ Tenchu ] “We have history more than you can imagine, Banzan.”

As if summoned, Banzan appears. The Mountain approaches and sees what Tenchu has dug up.

[ Banzan ] “What is this you have found?”

Tenchu turns, reading more of the papers.

[ Tenchu ] “That scroll you found, the one you tried to control me with, was but a fragment of my clan’s heritage. Our history. What I have here, it’s all of it. Thanks to you, and thanks to that vampire, I remembered it’s existence.”

Banzan draws closer, and now sees the Tiger’s Nest emblem.

[ Banzan ] “How is that emblem there?”

Tenchu looks up at Banzan, a new fire in his eyes.

[ Tenchu ] “It was the Tiger’s Nest Monastery that helped develop me, not knowing the Odawara’s intentions were. When your Monastery finally saw what was happening, they tried to stop us. The laws you found, were ones that were created after I helped end the war between our people.”

[ Banzan ] “How is this possible?!”

Tenchu glares at Banzan.

[ Tenchu ] “I was buried once the Odawara had consolidated it’s power and banished the Tiger’s Nest from Japan. It was believed that one day the Tiger’s Nest will try again. Looks like they were right.”

[ Banzan ] “All of this, everything we have been through. I am not them, time has come and gone. We could unite, show that history does not define who we are!”

Tenchu grabs Banzan, slamming him into the wall.

[ Tenchu ] “Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it. You tried to raise the Tiger’s Nest back up, and it fell. You teamed with Aesop, only to lead him to his death. You took a student in Sweet Alice tried to teach her to be a better version of her. You did the same with me. I will not be another mistake. Now I remember what the Tiger’s Nest tried to do all those centuries ago. You choose not to learn from history, and now I will be your doom.”

Tenchu is blasted away by Banzan, his aura sending the Cybernetic Samurai to the other side of the building.

[ Banzan ] “I do not want this war, Tenchu. All your struggles, all your challenges, I can show you how to overcome them.”

Tenchu shakes his head, partly to recalibrate after the impact and partly to deny Banzan.

[ Tenchu ] “Now that I remember this history, now that I have access to these memories… I will ensure the last of the Tiger’s Nest Monastery is finished.”

Tenchu flees Banzan as the scene fades to black.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STANDARD MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

LUCY SEREPHINA VS. ETHER

Two females with an appetite but who will get to take the winning bite tonight?

Ether begins skating a circle inside the ring, close to the ropes. It’s incensing Lucy Seraphina who cuts off Ether with a springboard back kick. The Angelic Assassin drags Ether to her feet but is countered with an arm twist. The Hungry Girl flips Seraphina but the Sovereign of Silence lands on her feet and drops Ether with a clothesline.

The Vampire thinks about a cover but declines, instead stomping on Ether before peeling her off the canvas and attempting another clothesline. Ether ducks though and swings her hips, knocking down Seraphina with the ETHER STRIKE!!! The Angelic Assassin is quickly back to her feet, Ether uses the skates to build up a head of steam but Seraphina counters with a drop toe hold.

Ether scrambles to the ropes but Lucy is on her straight away, locking in MALICE’S BITE!!! Mandatory four count before Seraphina releases the submission but she follows up with VAMPIRE’S BLOOD!!! Is that swinging neckbreaker enough for ONE! TWO! NO!!! Shoulder up!

Seraphina peels Ether off the mat, but a quick counter into FUCK YA FACE!!! Seraphina drops down the mat, Ether flips up looking for RIDE THE SKY but Lucy rolls out of danger. Both are on their feet, Ether skates in…MACH FIVE!!! Seraphina evades, but Ether is off the ropes and repeats the trick…MACH FIVE CONNECTS!!!! Cover for ONE! TWO! THREE!!!

Ether satisfies her appetite ahead of Pandemonium!!!

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: ETHER  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “UNLOADED” [/edgtf_highlight]

The alleyways of the city. Normally inhabited by ne’er-do-wells and other unsavory folk, the one we find ourselves in is empty except for  one man. Luke Storm. The A-lister seems to be on his way to the Slaughterhouse when the sounds of a gun cocking behind him stops him in his tracks.

[ Simon ] “You know, playing with guns is a good way to end up hurt, Luke.”

The Taskmaster has appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Storm tries to glance back at him but Simon’s words stop him.

[ Simon ] “Now now, Lucas. Move another step and I’ll put a bullet in the back of your head. Wouldn’t want that, now would we?”

Storm scoffs, raising his hands in the air nonetheless.

[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “Gonna finally kill me, Simon? Could’ve let the poison do it, could’ve let me burn in the supermarket months ago. You think I’m scared you’ll finally do it now?”

Despite his confidence in the situation, a bead of sweat finds its way down Storm’s brow.

[ Simon ] “Well you see, I had an epiphany after our conversation last week. You see, Pyre would be furious if you killed me, wouldn’t she? But if I killed you? Well, it’d simply give her one less thorn to place in my side. But! I’m willing to make a deal.”

[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “A deal?”

[ Simon ] “Correct. It’s simple. If you would be so kind as to give me the location of where Pyre rests her head between shows, I’ll let you leave. Her safety for yours.”

Storm thinks for a moment, looking into the distance past the walls of the alleyway.

[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “Pull the trigger. Do it.”

Simon merely chuckles.

[ Simon ] “Oh?”

[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “FIRE THE GUN DOC HOLIDAY!”

Click.

Simon’s chuckle turns into laughter.

[ Simon ] “Well, I commend your loyalty, Lucas. Maybe next time we meet I’ll have this loaded.”

Storm whips around to see Simon has disappeared through a nearby door, the Bad Mother Fucker sneering as he contemplates chasing after him before thinking better of it and turning to leave.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “JUNCTION THEOREM” [/edgtf_highlight]

Backstage, we find The Impaler looking to take his exit from The Slaughterhouse…but is stopped by the voice of Chronoa calling out to him.

[ Chronoa ] “We need to talk, Legion.”

He scoffs at this, but still turns his attention to the Keeper of History approaching from behind.

[ The Impaler ] “And what do you wish to say? My patience is waning, witch.”

Chronoa sneers at this response.

[ Chronoa ] “I need to know where you stand on things, especially after what happened tonight. That power within you, it does not simply go away…it’s simply waiting to be used.”

Legion stares her down before shaking his head.

[ The Impaler ] “If that’s the case, you should be careful what you wish for. If you want a war, Harbinger, you’re going to get one…and I will write my own destiny, at your expense. Just as you have an eye on my power, I have an eye on something in your possession.”

He looks over at the Double Feature Championship around Chronoa’s waist…which draws a chuckle from the Harbinger of Fate.

[ Chronoa ] “I don’t think you fully understand what’s happening, Legion…there’s no escaping what’s to come, especially for you. One way or another, you will experience the full extent of your power…and I will find a way to harness it.”

Chronoa walks off with a grin, leaving The Impaler to stew over this…his anger accentuated by the sudden glowing of the lights around him.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STANDARD MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

WIZ VS. BANZAN

Can The Purple Pelican fly high enough to overcome The Indestructible Mountain?

At the DING! DING! of the bell Banzan moves towards Wiz. The Sultan of Funk tries to scooter away but The Mountain is having none of it, grabbing Wiz by the hair and dragging him down to the mat before tossing the scooter out of the ring. Wiz back on his feet, Banzan with some meaty slaps to the chest and the Rewind Champion is forced to retreat to a turnbuckle.

Banzan steams in but Wiz lifts a leg at the last second to counter the momentum. Hopping on the top rope Wiz lets fly with a missile dropkick to floor Banzan. A cover for ONE! TWO! NO!!! The monk powers out easily. As Banzan lumbers back to a vertical base Wiz looks for the enziguri…TAP DANCE FUNK!!! Banzan ducks and hits the five point palm strike…TIGER CLAW!!!!

Wiz is teetering, Banzan wraps up The Purple Pelican….DUKKHA!!! Cover for ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!!! Banzan peels Wiz off the canvas, looking for another Saito Suplex…CANNED HEAT!!!! The sly spray can to the head of Banzan….TAPDANCE FUNK!!! Wiz got it all!

The Sultan of Funk lines up his target…BOOTSY CONNECTION!!!! It’s messy and Wiz even takes a head bump but he hooks the legs….ONE! TWO! THREE-SHOULDER UP!!! Wiz climbs to the top rope. ELECTRIC FREEEEBIIIIIRD!!! FLOPS!!! A groggy Wiz gets up and is taken out….MAGGA!!! ONE! TWO! THREEEE!!!!

Banzan proves indestructible against the Rewind Champion!

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: BANZAN  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “TOP DOGS” [/edgtf_highlight]

Backstage within the Slaughterhouse, and we find Zero and Pyre together with a third figure. A stocky man, with a swollen and bruised face. He’s mid-way through telling a story to the pair. 

[ Guy ] “So they dragged my unconscious ass fuck knows where and continued to soften me up. They wanted intel, y’know. Anything that could give them an edge…” 

Pyre’s fists ball, her body tensing with frustration. 

[ Pyre ] “I’m sorry you got mixed up in all this. Look at you!” 

A laboured smile, mixed with a wince forms on his face. 

[ Guy ]  “It’s not as bad as it looks. Faces fucking bleed y’know. And I’ll tell you what I told them. I know nothing about that visor. I can’t give you any insight, because I know nothing.” 

Zero and Pyre both help the man to his feet, shaking his hand as he limps his way to the door. As he leaves, two familiar figures appear from the opposite direction. Ether and Pyre, but this time there is no chance for a surprise attack. Pyre and Zero both turn and meet them head on. 

[ Pyre ] “You fucking assholes. You really that desperate to get an edge over us that you’re gonna stoop that low?” 

[ Zero ] “You’ll take anything you fuckers can get, right. Because we both know who the top dogs are in a fair fight. We’ve shown you that over and over.” 

Tag and Ether smirk at the greetings. If nothing else, they’ve succeeded in pissing their opponents off.  

[ Tag “We’re not going to stop until we have what we want. You have no idea what we would do for those titles. It’s time our song was heard.” 

Pyre leaps forward, taking Tag by the throat and forcing him up against the wall while Zero and Ether lock horns in a tussle. Pyre’s eyes burn with fury, her hand pressed up against the wall burning an impression into the plywood. Tag simply smirks once more. 

[ Tag ] “That’s right, fire bitch. Do we piss you off? You feel like we’ve put you through enough crap?” 

Zero breaks free of Ether and goes to Pyre’s aide, but retracts his hand quickly from her shoulder, scalded from the heat. Ether comes alongside Tag in support. 

[ Ether ] “Keep that anger bottled up inside and it’s going to call me out in all sorts of uncontrollable ways. Who knows who might get burned in the process. Question is, can you stand your own heat bitch? Can Zero?” 

Tag and Ether sidle out of the scene, leaving a seething Pyre who has now unwillingly burnt a hole clean through the plywood wall she stands against. 

Cut. 

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “FATHER, SON, AND HOLY…” [/edgtf_highlight]

Sir Bellator is walking the hallways of the Slaughterhouse.

[ Sir Bellator ] “Gable!?”

He’s calling for Sir Gable, who was taken out by the Rainbow Party earlier in the night. Vayikra must have been dispatched to find him. Bellator enters a long hallway, but comes to a halt.

At the end of it stands SeeSaw.

And he is PISSED!

Bellator charges his foe, but SeeSaw is ready. They exchange punches, but SeeSaw lets himself be backed into an open door.

SLAM! BELLATOR SLAMS THE DOOR ON SEESAW’S HEAD! 

But Mr. Make Believe doesn’t care. He shakes it off, and slams the door shut. Bellator comes in for the kill, but the man he burned last week is ready.

BOTTLE TO THE HEAD OF BELLATOR!

Sir Bellator falls to the ground, and SeeSaw looms over him, de

[ SeeSaw ] “I tried to read your little book. I don’t have much use for Fathers or Sons these days, but Spirits?”

He holds up the bottle.

[ SeeSaw ] “Methylated spirits. I use it to remove blood stains from the ToyBox. But I think a little Holy Spirit may be even better.”

He takes the bottle cap off, taking a whiff of the spirits. His nose curls up in disgust.

[ SeeSaw ] “Good luck.”

Mr. Make Believe turns the bottle up, and it hits the chest plate of Sir Bellator. It sizzles for a moment, and some of the paint comes off. All we can see of Bellator’s face are his eyes, and they are wide with fear.

WHAM! HE KICKS THE BOTTLE AWAY!

Rising up with reckless abandon, Sir Bellator slams his full weight into SeeSaw, all while the bottle of methylated spirits rolls around. Diving for the door, Bellator makes his exit.

SeeSaw rises up with a sinister grin, picking up the bottle.

[ SeeSaw ] “See you later, Bellator.”

These two are TEAMING up later?

SeeSaw can’t have his bottle at ringside, but this issue is far from over.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STANDARD MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

SIMON VS. PYRE

Who will come out on top in this “Lover’s Quarrel” tonight?

The bell rings and as they go to tie up, Pyre quickly doubles behind Simon and locks his arms up in a FULL NELSON! “Fuck you…” she whispers in his ear right before she drives him face first into the canvas— SKULL CRUSHING FINALE!!

Neglecting the pin, Pyre opts to punish Simon some more, securing her arm around his neck and wrenching backwards— AWAKENING!! The dragon sleeper has Simon’s eyes wide open in agony! He’s crawling, reaching towards the ropes— but he’s trapped in the center of the ring!! He lifts his arm up one last time…

POKE TO EYES! SIMON BROKE THE HOLD! Pyre stumbles back and reacquaints herself to reality just in time to be met with… GAMBIT!! The spinning backfist drops Pyre and now Simon as the advantage! Simon grabs Pyre’s leg— spins around— and TWISTS!! Pyre shrieks in pain as Simon again TWISTS her knee around again!

Simon spins around one last time and grins at his bride before he drops back— NO! PYRE TRAPS HIM IN AN INSIDE CRADLE— ONE! TWO!! THR— SIMON KICKS OUT!! But before he can regroup the Fire Bitch pulls his arm in tight and wraps her legs— FIRE TRIANGLE!! SIMON QUICKLY TAPS TO THE TRIANGLE CHOKE!!!

Checkmate, Simon! The Fire Bitch rules this roost!

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: PYRE  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “ALL GOOD THINGS…” [/edgtf_highlight]

The loud ruckus of a punk rock, underground dive can be heard out on the streets as if to keep people away more than bring them in. As we go inside we see Lucy sitting at a table showing a complete lack of interest in the chaotic music playing around her or the patrons that seem to not understand what personal space is. A man approaches her and sits down, uninvited. His unkempt appearance doesn’t seem to disturb the Angel of Silence one bit as he holds a beer and offers her one.

[ Lucy Serephina ] “You know full well I can’t drink that. Neither of us can, Nines.”

Nines sits back, leaving the beer in front of her.

[Nines] “It’s called appearances. You’ve been running around with their keeper, so I figured you took up their cause.”

Lucy grabs the beer and twirls the bottle.

[ Lucy Serephina ] “Where is he?”

Nines shakes his head and rubs his brow, a reaction Lucy is becoming familiar with these days.

[ Lucy Serephina ] “You know how important he is, and I haven’t heard from him in months.”

[Nines] “Ever thought it was the company you’ve been keeping? Not many seem to want the HellBat on their trail.”

Lucy sits back and looks at Nines and an inquisitive look on her face.

[ Lucy Serephina ] “If that were true, you wouldn’t be here. I know about your agreement with him.”

A smirk crosses his face that quickly shifts to annoyance once again.

[ Lucy Serephina ] “Struck a nerve?”

[Nines] “If you know about that then you and I have bigger issues than where your dipshit of a brother has disappeared to. I’m sure he’s watching you, and you lead him right to me?”

Lucy shakes her head, slamming the bottle on the table.

[ Lucy Serephina ] “He has no clue I’m here, or that I’ve been looking for you. I just want to find my brother, Nines.”

[???] “Than you have bigger issues, Lucy.”

The growl sends chills down her spine as she realizes who it is and turns around.

Kaine Knightlord!

The Dark Detective looks to the crowd and with the same authoritative voice he used last week with the guy in the alley he barks an order.

[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Leave. NOW!

The crowd of punk rockers all shift their stances and quickly leave the room.

[Nines] “Well, now that night is ruined.”

Lucy looks at Nines waving her hands.

[ Lucy Serephina ] “I swear! I had no idea about any of this.”

Nines ignores Lucy and stands up as Kaine approaches them, anger in his eyes. There is a lot of history between Kaine and Nines that weighs heavy in the air. Nines stands between Kaine and Lucy, but that doesn’t stop Kaine as he doesn’t stop and forces Nines to step to the side to avoid the Dark Detective. Lucy stands up, drawing a dagger from her back for protection.

[ Kaine Knightlord ] “I’ve had enough of your shit, Lucy. The Camarilla have been watching while I dealt with Tenchu and Banzan, despite me vouching for you and saying you would fall in line.”

[ Lucy Serephina ] “I’m sick of your plans and your games, Kaine. While you spent weeks chatting with Tenchu, I took abuse from Banzan for you. Now I do one thing for me now I’m a problem?”

The Angel of Silence takes the blade to Kaine’s throat as the scene fades…

To be continued.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STANDARD MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

THE GENERATION KID VS. HOLLYWOOD LUKE STORM

What will be written in the next chapter between these two friendly rivals?

DING DING DING— LIGHTNING STRIKE!!! STORM IS WASTING NO TIME WITH TGK TONIGHT!!! Storm whips TGK into the corner an follows up with with a clothesline! The wind is knocked out of TGK and he collapses to the mat! Storm isn’t letting up, cover— ONE! TWO!! …TGK MUSCLES OUT AT 2.5!!

Storm drops a standing elbow on TGK, and another! THAT’S THREE ELBOW DROPS NOW! A STORM IS BREWING! Without giving TGK a moment to breathe, Storm drops down and locks in a crossface— THE CROSSWINDS!! TGK REACHES OUT DESPERATELY FOR THE ROPES… AND MANAGES TO BREAK THE SUBMISSION!!

As TGK pulls himself up on the ropes Storm remains aggressive, lunging at TGK— DOWNPOUR!! NO! TGK CHECKED THE FORECAST, HOLDING ONTO THE ROPES!! Storm is supine now, and TGK looks to take advantage. TGK up to the middle rope now— THE BREAKFAST CLUB! THE DOUBLE HANDED AXE HANDLE SMASH DOWNS HOLLYWOOD!

Storm gets back up and TGK catches him— DO YA SMELL IT?? EXCELLENT ADVENTURE?? NO— STORM ELBOWS OUT… MIDSECTION KICK— GALE FORCE!! BUT TGK SPUN AROUND AND HOOKED THE ARMS— BACK TO THE FUTURE!! STORM ROLLS OUT OF THE BACKSLIDE— BOTH MEN TO THEIR FEET… DOWNPOUR!!! NO— TGK COUNTERED INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE!! THE TRANSFORMERS!!! ONE! TWO!! THREE!!!

The Kid just went back to the future to best Hollywood tonight!

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: THE GENERATION KID  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “LOCK AND KEY, II” [/edgtf_highlight]

The library.

Mordecai sits at a dusty old desk pouring over stack upon stack of books in front of him. Each one is thumbed through fruitlessly before being pushed off to the side.

[ Mordecai ] “These chains can’t be infallible, there has to be a way out. The dream warriors couldn’t keep Sandman in our realm forever, there must be another way out.”

Flicker.

The candles that light the inside of the old library go out for half a second, and in that small frame of time we are allowed to lay eyes on Sandman as he appears in the center of the room.

[ The Sandman ] “You’ve been busy, brother. I suppose sleepless nights in the waking realm will do that, won’t it?”

The Guardian looks up from his tome, his eyes bloodshot, his face pale. The chains that’ve kept him trapped here for so long glow brighter with every day as his power is sapped into them.

[ Mordecai ] “Come to flaunt your freedom, brother?”

Sandman merely lets out a deep, eruptive chuckle that rumbles unnaturally from his chest.

[ The Sandman ] “Maybe. I’ve seen you grow weaker with every passing day. Those chains burn to the touch, don’t they?”

Mordecai merely nods, cringing as he adjusts, revealing an imprint of burn marks all over his skin.

[ The Sandman ] “There’s no way out of them without the key, you know. I was given my freedom from those very same chains when a traitor of their ranks gave me the key. I would have been powerless without it. And now? Your time is coming to an end. I took the key and destroyed it. There’s nothing you can do.”

The Guardian looks at his brother in shock and agony, Sandman leaning towards him, not scared of an attack as he reiterates.

[ The Sandman ] Nothing.

With that final word, the lights flicker again, Sandman disappearing into the dream world while Mordecai sits back in his chair, nearly collapsed as his breathing turns slightly shallow.

[ Mordecai ] “Nothing.”

The word rests on his tongue, a tear trailing from his eye as the realization dawns on him.

What is he going to do?

Cut.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STANDARD MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

DEATHNOTE VS. VIPER ROBERTS

An old rivalry sparks up once more as the Author of Death faces off against the Head Snake here tonight.

The bell sounds as Deathnote rushes out of the corner, nearly decapitating Roberts with a mammoth Big Boot before pulling him up off the mat by his throat before biel throwing him into the corner. Roberts barely gets to his feet before he’s squashed with a hard avalanche splash as he’s lifted up onto Deathnote’s shoulders.

GATHER THY…Roberts manages to slip down Deathnotes back, stepping back a few feet as the Author of Death turns around into SNAKE OIL! That viscous substance blinds Deathnote for a moment, not seeing the kick to the gut, ODE TO SNAKE! The DDT spikes Deathnote into the mat as Roberts rolls over for the one…two..kickout!

Roberts pulls Deathnote up to his feet, looking to finish him off but Deathnote slips out of the Head Snake’s grasp, delivering a brutal headbutt before lifting him up once more, GATHER THY SOUL! GTS hits flush but The Author of Death is not done as he stalks the rising Roberts for the end. KICK TO THE DICK! SNAKE BITE! Roberts drills Deathnote out of nowhere as he drops down for the cover and the one…two…three!!!

Viper Roberts picks up the victory over Deathnote once more, as he heads into the Lambs of the Slaughter in hopes of winning it all this year.

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: VIPER ROBERTS  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “TAKEN II” [/edgtf_highlight]

With the match over, you might be inclined to think the fight is.

But the reality is that it’s only just begun.

Deathnote rolls to the outside and grabs a table, sliding it back into the ring. He reaches underneath the apron and pulls a couple more things out for good measure – sending the fans into a roar of approval.

It’s a gas cannister.

He sets the table up, pours gas all over it and sets it alight, standing by the flames.

Viper Roberts meanwhile is looking to escape, only The Author tackles him to the canvas, reigning down right hands upon him.

[ Deathnote ] WHERE IS IT!?

He roars.

[ Deathnote ]WHERE’S MY FUCKING BOOK!?

Viper shakes his head, pleading with him.

[ Viper Roberts ] “I don’t have it…”

That doesn’t fly with Deathnote, who pulls him back to his feet and drags him over to the table, threatening to slam him face first through it.

[ Deathnote ] “I’ll make you look like Whitlock’s brother; I swear it to you. There’s no deal to be made here, Roberts. I’m not going to ‘go along’ and help you win Lambs to the Slaughter. You’ll give me the fucking book or I’ll end your miserable life, right here, right now.”

Roberts gulps.

[ Viper Roberts ] “Why would I do such a thing? I’ve been trying to form an alliance with you, haven’t I? But Sigil, he could use it, couldn’t he?”

Suddenly, we’re thrust into darkness. 

When the lights go off and return, a hooded man stands behind Deathnote with a steel chair. He slams it into his back, forcing him to release Roberts who quickly rolls away.

Is this the snake?

Is this Roberts’ snake?

They both quickly exit the ring together, leaving Deathnote to reel in agony on the canvas, looking at him with rage in his pained eyes.

Viper Roberts smiles, backing up the ramp, holding his face.

Can he be trusted?

Does he have the book, or did Sigil take it?

The Collector has a name in it he’s searching for, after all.

Meanwhile, Viper Roberts wants to win Lambs to the Slaughter and what better way to do that than to bribe a Shinigami?

Cut.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  TAG TEAM MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

CORVUS & ZERO VS. SIR BELLATOR & SEESAW

There’s no love between any of the men in the ring tonight. Two teams who are reluctant to be paired together at best, seeming more ready to tear each other to pieces than work as a team. Can they put aside their differences long enough to gain a win, or will Pandemonium begin early? 

The match begins in turmoil. Neither team seems on the same page, with each unwilling to work together. Zero and Corvus shove at each other to see who will start the match and SeeSaw begins by going straight for the jugular of his partner. LEFTS AND RIGHTS, SCREW THE MATCH, SEESAW JUST WANTS TO SEE BELLATOR HURT! 

SEESAW TOSSES BELLATOR TO RINGSIDE, JUST AS BOTH CORVUS AND ZERO DIAL IN ON HIM! DUBLE CLOTHESLINE TAKES HIM DOWN! We still don’t know who the legal man is, but Corvus steps in to scoop SeeSaw up, leaving Zero to reluctantly head to ringside. MURDER OF BLOWS! NO! SEESAW BLOCKS THE PALM STRIKE! 

SEESAW COMES AT CORVUS WITH A BARRAGE OF HEADBUTTS THAT DROPS HIM! Meanwhile, Bellator makes his way to ringside and takes the opportunity to tag himself into the match, unawares to SeeSaw. He steps into the ring and the brawl continues. SEESAW GOES AFTER BELLATOR AGAIN, BUT BELLATOR DROPS HIM WITH A HIP TOSS! 

Corvus is making his way to his feet, Bellator whips Corvus into the turnbuckle. CORNER DROPKICK! But Zero tags himself in with a slap across Corvus’s face. BIONIC CLOTHESL-NO! BELLATOR BLOCKS IT! ARM OF GOD! BELLATOR MIGHT HAVE THIS! But SeeSaw pulls him away… THE BIG WHEEL TO BELLATOR, DROPPING HIS OWN PARTNER! ZERO COVERS FOR THE PIN! ONE! TWO! THREE! 

SeeSaw was willing to forgo the match to attack Sir Bellator, and Zero took advantage of it. If anything is clear from tonight, tensions are at a boiling point and these men are all ready to go to war! 

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNERS: CORVUS & ZERO  [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “BFF” [/edgtf_highlight]

Corvus and Zero have somehow come together to do it.

Next week, they fight for the OSW World Championship, but tonight isn’t about that. It’s about history.

Both men come together, face to face in the middle of the ring.

[ Corvus ] “The last time we fought, you defeated me.”

Zero smiles, only that very quickly turns to a frown.

[ Zero ] “And you tried to murder me.”

The Champion backs away slightly.

[ Zero ] “I haven’t forgotten what the fuck did to me, Corvus. You had someone hack my visor and control me like a fuckin’ puppet. You tried to blow me up and if it wasn’t for Sigil, you’d have fuckin’ killed me in the middle of this ring you cunt.”

The crowd roar with what Zero says. Corvus on the other hand, realizes that he might be in danger.

[ Corvus ] “And you wish to retaliate, is that it?”

[ Zero ] “Retaliate? You cunt, I’m gonna fuckin’ kill ya.”

The Hacker reaches forward with his bionic arm and grabs Corvus by the throat.

[ Corvus ] “Don’t you have greater concerns with Nakamura industries trying to torture you? What’s the truth behind your war with them, Zero?”

[ Zero ] “Truth? What the fuck would you know about truth, huh? Fuck Nakamura industries, fuck The Collective and fuck you. I’ll kill the fuckin’ lot of you.”

Whoosh.

Just then, a blue portal opens and Sigil steps through it.

[ Sigil ] “Sorry Zero, but I need him alive.”

He suddenly whips Corvus and the OSW World Championship through the portal, leaving The Hacker to seethe with rage.

Betrayed.

Betrayed by the man whose life he saved at Red Snow.

Corvus and Sigil meanwhile appear back in the warehouse location they met a few weeks ago.

[ Corvus ] “He’s not going to forget that.”

The Collector shrugs.

[ Sigil ] “That’s another problem for another day; not just for me. At Pandemonium, he’s going to kick your ass – you just better make sure he doesn’t kill you.”

[ Corvus ] “I can handle the hacker.

[ Sigil ] “Good, because I need a day and a location.”

The Crow nods in agreement.

[ Corvus ] “Pandemonium – right here where we stand. You make sure you’re here and I’ll make sure Death is. We’ll end this once and for all.”

Both men nod in agreement.

Cut.

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  THE MAIN EVENT  [/edgtf_highlight]

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  STEEL CAGE MATCH  [/edgtf_highlight]

VIGOUR VS. SIR RENAULT

At Invasion Sir Renault thought he had killed Vigour by hanging but The Prince of The Party not only resurrected like Darth Jesus’ saviour, but brought back the revelation about THEM. Before dealing with that Vigour has a revenge to enact and locked inside a steel cage – with members of Vayikra and The Rainbow Party banned from ringside – he hopes to make this The Crusader’s last day on earth.

Vigour doesn’t even wait for the bell to sound. As soon as the cage door is locked he’s all over Sir Renault. Rights and lefts raining down like hellfire on Darth Jesus. Sir Renault is forced to retreat to a corner but Vigour is relentless, clubbing away like a lumberjack on a giant oak. A knee lifted to the midsection of Darth Jesus and a running bulldog out of the corner.

The crowd pop for the Prince of the Party but he’s so focused he doesn’t respond. Peeling Sir Renault off the mat, Vigour grabs him by the hair and runs him into the cage wall. Vigour isn’t through, he grabs Renault and runs him into the opposite wall, repeating it again on the adjacent before a final flourish…

VIGOUR HAS CAGE BUMPED SIR RENAULT ON ALL FOUR WALLS!!!

Now Vigour responds to the crowd’s pop. Sir Renault is crawling towards the door but Vigour grabs and hauls him back to a vertical base.

EYE RAKE!!!

The Last Crusader with a sly counter and a chop block to the back of the knee. Sir Renault now targets that knee, raining down a flurry of stomps before lifting the leg and slamming the knee into the canvas. Vigour writhes but Renault isn’t done, landing a precise elbow on that joint.

Darth Jesus is in total control, lifting Vigour to his feet, showing signs of a limp. Sir Renault lifts Vigour into a vertical suplex set-up, holding the Jack of All Senses up in a display of strength before running to a corner and dropping Vigour onto the turnbuckle, impacting the injured knee.

Standing over Vigour, Sir Renault makes the sign of the cross before leaping into the air in search of another missile elbow attack…

BUT VIGOUR ROLLS CLEAR!!!

Darth Jesus gets to his feet clutching his elbow. Vigour is also on his feet, limping, but he swings a kick at Sir Renault…

THE LAST CRUSADER CATCHES THE LEG THOUGH AND TAKES DOWN VIGOUR WITH A DRAGON SCREW!

Still holding on, Darth Jesus drags the Prince of the Party back to his feet. Another dragon screw…

NO!!! ENZIGURI!!!!

Vigour counters with the kick to the back of the head! A quick springboard off the ropes by Vigour…

TORNADO DDT!!!!

Sir Renault is spiked. Vigour thinks about a cover, but he doesn’t want this to be over quickly for Sir Renault. He wants the zealot to feel as much pain as he has.

So Vigour starts climbing!

Up the wall of the cage he goes…

Until he’s stopped!!!

SIR RENAULT HAS HOLD OF VIGOUR!!!

GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE CAGE WALL!!!!

BOTH WRESTLERS ARE BUCKLED FROM THAT!!!

Sir Renault rouses and gets an arm across the chest of Vigour…

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE-NO!!!!

Shoulder up!!!

Sir Renault slaps the mat in frustration. He lifts Vigour into a waistlock. Another German suplex…

NO!!!

Back elbow from Vigour to counter. The Jack of all Senses rebounds off the ropes, Sir Renault flattens himself on the mat, Vigour comes off the opposite ropes.

LARIAT!!!

DUCKED!!!

GERMAN SUPLEX FROM RENAULT!!!

He’s not done yet though. The zealot lifts Vigour with a full nelson.

FULL NELSON SUPLEX!!!

Rotation of the hips, Darth Jesus lifts Vigour again.

DRAGON SUPLEX!!!!

THE HOLY TRINITY!!!!

Bridged…

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!!!

IS IT?

NO!!!

KICKOUT!!!

Sir Renault thought he had it.

But he has evil designs, Darth Jesus, removing a turnbuckle cover. Lifting Vigour to his knees and pulling his head back by the hair, Sir Renault and preaching something at Vigour in Latin.

LOW BLOW!!!

VIGOUR ENDS THE SERMON WITH A SHOT TO THE BALLS!!!

Sir Renault drops to his knees.

SHINING WIZARD!!!!

The Prince of the Party put everything into that!

Now he is climbing…to the top rope.

SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!

CAN VIGOUR DELIVER A QUICK THRILL FOR A QUICK KILL?

DENIED!!!

SIR RENAULT ROLLS AWAY!!!

Darth Jesus is quickly to his feet, lifting Vigour…

GERMAN SUPLEX!!!

ONTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!!

SIR RENAULT MAY HAVE JUST BROKEN VIGOUR’S NECK!!!!

The Last Crusader drags Vigour’s prone body away from the ropes and drops down over him, making an arrogant cover.

ONE!
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TWO!

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Vigour is motionless!
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THREE!

Victory for Vayi-

NO!!!

VIGOUR GOT A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!!

SIR RENAULT DIDN’T PULL HIM FAR ENOUGH AWAY FROM THE ROPES!!!

However, Vigour is badly hurt. He can barely move. Sir Renault hauls him up into a leg headscissors, hoisting Vigour into the crucifix position.

Is The Prince of the Party about to become a victim of Sir Renault’s LAST CRUSADE!!!

NECKBREAKER!!!!

VIGOUR SLIDES OUT OF THE CRUCIFIX AND COUNTERS INTO A NECKBREAKER!!!!

The Jack of all Senses covers…

ONE!
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TWO!
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KICKOUT!!!

Vigour hobbles back to his feet but Renault is up too and kicks him hard in the injured knee. Vigour drops onto one knee, Darth Jesus with a facebreaker knee smash. Renault heads to the side of the cage and pulls out something hidden between the cage mesh and the ring apron.

IT’S A BIRCH WHIP!!!!

Renault approaches Vigour, lining up a strike with the weapon.

BUT VIGOUR DUCKS UNDER IT!!!

VIM AND VIGOUR!!!

OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!

Vigour seizes the birch whip, he examines it and then rains down the blows on Sir Renault!!!!

39 STRIKES TO BE EXACT!!!

Sir Renault’s clothing is torn and his body is bloody from Vigour’s assault. The Prince of the Party turns away and heads towards the cage door. He is about to unlock it…

WHEN HE’S RUSHED FROM BEHIND!!!

Sir Renault grabs Vigour and slams him repeatedly against the steel door. The alien drops to the mat, his face now wearing a crimson mask from that savage assault. That took all of Sir Renault’s reserves and he flops against the ropes.

Dropping to his hands and knees, Sir Renault slowly inches towards the door.

DARTH JESUS UNLOCKS THE DOOR!!!

THE LAST CRUSADER PUSHES THE DOOR OPEN OUTWARDS!

SIR RENAULT STEPS THROUGH THE ROPES!

SIR RENAULT IS ESCAPING!!!

THWACK!!!

THE CAGE DOOR SWINGS INTO THE HEAD OF DARTH JESUS!!!!

VIGOUR PULLED THE DOOR SHUT ON THE LAST CRUSADER!!!

Sir Renault is flat on the canvas. Vigour could escape, but instead he heads to the top of the cage.

A SPLASH OF COLOUR!!! FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH!!!!

KNEES UP!!!! RENAULT GOT HIS KNEES UP!!!

Vigour rolls away, clutching his ribs. Sir Renault is back on his feet, standing over the Jack of all Senses.

FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!!!

THE INJURED KNEE OF VIGOUR IS WRAPPED UP TIGHT!!!!

Vigour is in pain, it’s too much to bear, he’s fading.

OR IS HE?

Vigour fights back, twisting his hips.

HE TURNS HIMSELF – AND RENAULT OVER – FLIPPING THE PRESSURE!!!!

NOW IT’S DARTH JESUS UNDER THE STRAIN!!!

Can The Last Crusader withstand it like his saviour on the cross?

Sir Renault grabs the birch whip he introduced earlier and swinging it backwards he connects with Vigour, forcing the submission to break.

Darth Jesus begins to choke Vigour from behind with the whip, transitioning into a crucifix submission.

THE PENTANGLE!!!

COURTESY VARIATION!!!

BUT THERE IS NOTHING POLITE ABOUT THIS CROSSFACE!!!!

Even Vigour’s alien physiology cannot withstand it.

VIGOUR TAPS OUT!!!!

Sir Renault may have failed to kill Vigour but he’s done enough to get the win here tonight!

[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  WINNER: SIR RENAULT [/edgtf_highlight]

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[edgtf_highlight background_color=”#c45a1e” color=”#FFFFFF”]  “BLOODY SUNDAY” [/edgtf_highlight]

What a fucking match!

Sir Renault and Vigour put it all on the line here tonight, and it’s a damn wonder they’re not both dead.

But the night is still young, and these warriors aren’t done fighting!

Vigour looks like a man possessed as he bashes Renault’s head into the steel mesh over and over, before backing up and slinging Renault with all his might into the steel.

HE FLIES THROUGH IT, THE BROKEN CHAIN LINK RIPPING THE FLESH ON HIS ARMS!

Before Darth Jesus can react, Vigour is on him, mounting him and taking out all his rage with hammer blows.

But he’s so focused, he doesn’t see a new figure enter the frame.

Sir Vant.

Vant runs full speed at Vigour TAKING HIS GODDAMNED HEAD OFF WITH A VICIOUS KNEELING SUPERKICK!

With Vigour down, Vant throws something to Sir Renault.

It’s a noose.

A fucking noose.

Not again!?

Renault begins to scale the cell, while Vant lifts up a shaken Vigour. He clamps in the Tongan Death Grip on Vigour, watching the energy drain from Expression Incarnate.

BUT HERE COMES THE RAINBOW PARTY!

Starboy runs across the railing surrounding the ring and clotheslines Vant off of their friend. TGK is here to check on him, but Sir Vant isn’t done. He nails Starboy with a Codebreaker, ready to fight TGK as they fight towards the aisle in front of the ring entrance.

Sir Renault sees what is going on, but he continues setting up the noose on the cell, knowing that Vant has things in hand.

Meanwhile, Vigour is up.

And up.

And up.

HE’S CLIMBING THE FUCKING CELL!

Renault doesn’t see it until it’s too late. The two blood enemies clash atop the cell, neither giving an inch.

Right from Renault.

Right from Vigour.

Left from Renault.

Left from Vigour.

Another left from Vigour!

Another!

Vigour beats Renault right to the edge of the cell. Darth Jesus tries a counter, but Vigour grabs Renault by the hair. Looking him square in the eye, Vigour points out into the abyss.

[ Vigour ] “Go to hell.”

THEN HE THROWS SIR RENAULT OFF THE FUCKING CELL! 

FIVE FEET! 

TEN FEET!

FIFTEEN FEET!

TWENTY FUCKING FEET TO THE FLOOR! 

SIR VANT TRIES TO CATCH HIM, BUT RENAULT HAS TOO MUCH MOMENTUM!

HE CRASHES INTO VANT WITH A SPLAT!

HE’S GOTTA BE DEAD! 

Vigour stands atop the cell with a satisfied expression on face as he watches the motionless Sir Renault on the ground.

He’s gotten his revenge.

He’s sure as fuck gotten it.

Vigour has sent Sir Renault straight to hell.

That’s what you get when you fuck with the Rainbow Party.