Vanguard #6 (10/12/22)

Following the break, both Honey and Holly stand inside the ring taking in a chorus of boos from the crowd around them. Honey appears to be basking in it while Holly… not so much. She doesn’t appear upset, she just appears a little uncomfortable. They aren’t alone as there’s the usual thrones stationed within the ring although “Iron Heart” etched into one of them.

Honey Rydel: That’s right, you ALL know EXACTLY why you’re booing. You’re booing because we’ve EARNED the right to gloat. We’ve EARNED the right to tell you exactly what you don’t want to hear.

Honey’s grin widens as she looks around the arena hearing the negative response.

Honey Rydel: If you don’t like it, you’re all free to leave. None of you HAVE to be here. No, but you want to be here. You WANT to remain in your seats, standing on your feet, down on your knees. However you wish to greet your beloved Queen. But not JUST your Queen…

Honey steps back, throwing her arm out toward the entranceway.

Honey Rydel: Ladies and gentlemen, your NEW Iron Heart Champion… Queen Bianca Davis!

All of a sudden the sound of Royal Trumpets can be heard as the lights dim and a lone spotlight forms on the stage as the sound of the voice of Queen Bianca Davis herself can be heard.


Then transitions into evil sounding laughter as Bad Bitch by Bebe Rexha plays over the public address system. As out from the back first steps Simple Simon who moves to the side clapping proudly as being carried out on a throne herself by several muscle bound men is none other than the current Ironheart Champion Queen Bianca Davis herself. The fans greet her presence with loud boos as she does her trademark regal wave soaking in the negative reaction. As she raises her Iron Heart Championship high in the air, the flash bulbs go off in the crowd looking as elegant as possible in a stunning purple dress, black high heel pumps, her royal cape hanging over her shoulder, and her giant black crown on her head with a matching ring on her finger. She takes the time to badmouth the fans showing off her title. One in a tiger shirt she spots she memes a crying expression at her before holding the title to face her, to show what she has.

Before moving past her, and holding the belt to admire her own royal reflection smugly smirking proud of herself as in the ring, Honey claps proudly as Holly claps reluctantly, almost as if she is being forced to. As the throne stops, The Queen hands Simon her belt instructing him to take good care of it, before grabbing her scepter as she is helped off by Simon who still has the belt on his shoulder, covering part of his gaudy purple and black suit. As the Queen orders a stage hand to hold the ropes for her screaming at him, which he does as she climbs up the steel steps and enters under the middle rope followed by Simon who enters as well making sure the title stays secure, not wanting to drop the Queen's property.

As The Queen takes the time to embrace the Princess she looks up her nose at Holly before nodding her head pointing down as Holly bends the knee to the Queen of HYBRID and the Princess as well. Before heading toward the center of the ring where the two thrones are stationed one for each of them. She spares a moment to pose in front of them before taking a seat in the bigger one. There, she motions for Simple Simon to bend the knee and present her the title belt, which he does in as dramatic fashion as possible. She takes it smirking at it before standing up to raise it along with her scepter. Simon claps upon her stance of dominance, before heading toward the ringside area and grabbing a microphone for the Queen. He then presents it meekly to her as she grabs it looking down at him shooing him away out of her spotlight as she places the microphone up to her lips speaking a smug British accented tone.

Queen Bianca Davis: What? Were you expecting someone else to be out here as your Iron Hearts Champion? Were you expecting Super Tiger, or Jessie the “baby” bean? If you thought that then obviously as you can tell you’re all WRONG! Each and everyone one of you are wrong, because your Iron Heart Champion is your honorable, beloved, and benevolent Queen, ME! I am honored to be your Queen.

The boos only grow louder as Bianca shakes her head in annoyance.

Queen Bianca Davis: Again, I know you’re all honored by my presence here, but I have an important event, and require silence.

The boos only get louder, as Bianca waits her face is turning red, clearly annoyed as she screams through the microphone.

Queen Bianca Davis: I SAID SHUT UP PEASANTS YOUR QUEEN IS SPEAKING!

The boos grow to a fever pitch, which as The Queen of HYBRID rolls her eyes, keeping her hand on her hip as she speaks in her pompous accented tone.

Queen Bianca Davis: How rude you all are but yet I should expect that from commoners, from this cesspool of Atlanta but now you have a champion you all can be proud of. Now you have a champion you can all honor, a champion that truly represents the term Iron Heart. After all, despite an attempted mugging by my two opponents, despite the former champion trying to grossly injure me! I made it out and with the Iron Heart Champions wrapped around my royal waist. How delightful. Though I was disappointed by the filth encrusted on it. You know how long Simon had to polish this belt for me just to make it right so I could see my beautiful royal face within this title? He was up all hours of the night to make sure it was perfect for me!

Simple Simon: Anything for the Queen of HYBRID.

Bianca nods her head as Simon is allowed to pipe up, as she continues on.

Queen Bianca Davis: Exactly, as I wish is how it will be, and how it shall be from now on. With the Princess of HYBRID by my side, there is nothing that can stop my reign from being the most glorious one in HYBRID history! So, there are two simple choices, and I present them to everyone who is even thinking of challenging me for my Iron Heart Championship.

The Queen stares a dagger through the camera, as her face gets closer to the lens as she says in a loud demanding tone.

Queen Bianca Davis: That you either bend the knee or perish into nothingness!

The crowd responds in their usual negative manner as Honey taps her fingers frustratingly along the edge of her armrest. Even Holly can see the growing impatience in the Princess’ eyes ready to step in before anything-

Honey Rydel: I have something to say.

Happens. Holly just drops her arms in defeat as Honey rises from her own throne to address the crowd.

Honey Rydel: You all sit there and you boo this magnificent specimen before me. You all act as though you’re holier than either of us could ever be. I mean look at this.

She approaches the side of the ring pointing down to a fan by her father. It’s clear by the little girl wearing a tiger mask she’s certainly not here for either Honey or Bianca.

Honey Rydel: Father of the year takes his little girl to a combat sport. Where’s your mommy? Hm? I’ll tell you where, at home halfway through her daily bottle of wine wondering why she can’t think of either of you as a disappointment.

Not allowing them a moment to retort, Honey immediately steps across the ring to address a few other fans.

Honey Rydel: We’ve got a few others stuffing their fat faces with popcorn. Probably drops a fair number of them to the floor. Forget other countries, you know what the percentage of food insecure homes in THIS country is? Let alone this city?

She then steps back by her throne to address everyone.

Honey Rydel: And each and every single one of you would tell me there should be more shelters for the homeless. When was the last time any of you ever picked up a hammer to actually help the situation?

She pauses waiting for an answer but everything comes at her muddled by the vastness of it all.

Honey Rydel: So you sit there and tell yourselves that you’re better than this woman. This Queen. This… absolute GODDESS who puts her own health and safety at risk because she’s not afraid. She doesn’t even have to introduce herself to any of you because just like me, we’re known and you aren’t. I dare any one of you to come in and for five minutes entrance this crowd into wanting to know more about your life story. You hate us because we accept the truth and reality of our situation. It’s the same truth that those on the shirts you’re wearing know but just refuse to accept.

Honey furrows her brow a little as she lays it out there.

Honey Rydel: We. Are. Known.

She drops the mic and rather than return back to her throne, the HYBRID Princess actually departs the ring leaving Holly to blink a couple times. When she realizes Honey isn’t coming back, she sets to race off after her. Though she stops and bows to Bianca before continuing.

Bianca smirks, before taking the microphone and says in a loud demanding tone.

Queen Bianca Davis: Remember our words well HYBRID, because you will only have yourselves to blame what happens if you don’t choose correctly.

Bianca drops her mic as Bad Bitch Bebe Rexha hits over the public address system as Bianca poses with her scepter and Iron Heart Championship held high in the air, as she soaks in the negative reaction as the scene fades to black.

What’s Next

We open up backstage where we see a split screen, one screen showing Jessie Robinson, dressed in all black, their multicolored hair up in two short pigtails and on the other we see Grace Savoy with a microphone in hand.

Grace Savoy: Please welcome my guest, via satellite, Jessie Robinson.

The crowd gives Jessie a warm reaction in the arena as Jessie smiles and waves.

Jessie Robinson: Thanks for havin’ me, Grace!

Grace Savoy: Jessie, two weeks ago at Fall of Man, you competed against Super Tiger and Bianca Davis for the Iron Heart Championship where we saw Super Tiger take a really bad fall and end up getting injured. Is there any update on her status?

Jessie sits there for a moment, taking a deep breath and sighing.

Jessie Robinson: Well, Tiggy announced her injuries over Twitter, but still, she’s gonna be out for a while, like months. She isn’t saying goodbye though, she wanted me to relay that to everyone. She said she’s gonna be back and when she’s back, the Cosmic Kitties are going to go after those Tag Team Championships!

Grace Savoy: That’s great to hear that Super Tiger seems to be on the road to recovery right now and hopefully we get to see her back in the ring sooner rather than later. Now, as for you, what’s next for Jessie Robinson?

Jessie once again takes a pause and deep breath as they try to get serious at this moment.

Jessie Robinson: Bianca Davis is next for me, Grace. I’m coming for that Iron Heart Championship and for the so-called Queen. I’ll earn my way to a match with her for it if it’s the last thing I do.

Grace Savoy: Doesn’t that mean you need to start winning though to earn that shot?

Jessie Robinson: It does…

Jessie sighs.

Jessie Robinson: I know I’m still practically brand new to wrestling, only having a handful of matches, but I’m getting so much better each and every week and I know that at Fall of Man, if I would have stayed focused, I would have won that match, but my friend is more important than some championship. Bianca disrespected Super Tiger after she won and that’s not nice at all. I won’t stand for it and none of my awesome fans will either! I just know that I’m so close to finally winning a match and building that momentum, but for now, I just need to keep on training and keep on getting better and when I do, Bianca, you better believe that your butt is in my sights and I’m gonna kick it all over the arena.

Grace Savoy: Jessie, thank you for your time and from all of us at Hybrid, tell Super Tiger we wish her a speedy recovery.

Jessie Robinson: Thankies, Grace! And I definitely will.

Grace Savoy: Back to ringside.

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The scene fades in on the hallway outside of Gigi Nova’s dressing room as Gigi arrives at the door. Waiting there for her is her agent, Lorenzo Merrick, with pride on his face as he applauds his client’s efforts. Gigi only has it in her to return his praise with a halfhearted smile as she reaches for the doorknob and opens the door.

Lorenzo Merrick: I don’t know why you’re so upset, Gigi; you did amazing out there! If I were you, I’d be on cloud nine right now!

Gigi walks into her dressing room, with Lorenzo following behind her. Once inside, Lorenzo stands in the corner, while Gigi begins to pace back and forth, muttering to herself. The conflict in her voice over what transpired is heavily apparent.

Gigi Nova: I would have preferred a more concrete, definitive outcome with my first match, but…

She pauses, taking a seat in a nearby chair, promptly letting her head fall into her hands, her fingers locked into her long blonde hair.

Lorenzo Merrick: But nothing! Stick to the positive; that’s what you need to focus on.

Gigi Nova: Easy for you to say. You saw what happened out there!

Lorenzo Merrick: Gigi, my job is to guide you through this business; to keep you motivated and focused on what you need to do. You’re not doing yourself any favors by dwelling on what happened here.

Gigi continues to stare at the floor, her hair obscuring her face.

Gigi Nova: Ugh… I guess you’re right.

Lorenzo Merrick: Look, no one’s expecting you to like what happened; it already happened and you can’t do anything to change it. But look on the bright side: what are the odds of such a thing happening again?

Gigi slowly turns her head to look up at Lorenzo, letting her hands drop before offering a half smile and a nod of her head.

Gigi Nova: You have a point there.

She stands up, throwing her arms out to her sides with a mildly disgusted expression as she looks at her exhausted, sweaty form in the mirror.

Gigi Nova: But if you don’t mind, I need to get a shower. Maybe then I’ll feel a little less… ugh!

Merrick responds with a respectful, knowing nod as he takes a step backward toward the door.

Lorenzo Merrick: And while you’re doing that, I’ll go put in a mobile order somewhere. Maybe some food might help with that as well?

Gigi Nova: Maybe.

Lorenzo turns around and goes to open the door.

Gigi Nova: One more thing before you step out?

Lorenzo pauses, glancing over his shoulder to see Gigi looking at him with a sheepish expression on her face. He smirks.

Gigi Nova: Thanks.

The smirk on his face broadens as Lorenzo gives Gigi a quick nod, chuckling a little.

Lorenzo Merrick: Don’t mention it. Remember: a win’s a win.

He winks, then slips out through the door, already with his phone in his hand as the door closes behind him. Gigi lets out a heavy sigh as she stares at the door, then casts her eyes to the floor as she whispers to herself…

Gigi Nova: Right…

As the scene fades out, Gigi narrows her eyes as she listens briefly to the muffled sounds of Lorenzo’s hallway phone call as she heads to the bathroom.




The scene opens up outside of someone's locker room. Blake Mason and Christy Hightower stand outside it. As Blake goes to knock on the door, Christy grabs his arm.

Christy Hightower: Are you sure you can trust her, Blake?

Blake gives a reassuring smile.

Blake Mason: It’s not like me and Darcy need to be best friends forever. This arrangement is only for one night. She has a bone to pick with Mikaela anyway.

Christy shrugs.

Christy Hightower: Exactly. Her rage could prove costly. Cirian Page is another variable that needs to be accounted for. Be careful. Not like our interests align with hers.

Blake rests his hand on the shoulder of his manager.

Blake Mason: Only one night, Christy. Don’t worry.

Blake smiles at Christy. She nods. He looks at Christy as she walks away. He takes a deep breath, knocks on the door then enters the locker room of Darcy Graves. She is in the middle of shadowboxing. The Reaper doesn’t notice that Blake is in the ring. He takes a moment to observe the prize fighter. The look on his face doesn’t give any indication what he thinks of his tag team partner for the evening.

Blake Mason: I can see you’re ready to go.

Darcy Graves: Well I always focus on the match at hand, plus I have a score to settle with that little pipsqueak, I mean you and I are tag team for the night, I might ask for you to stay out of my way while you handle Eddy. If it works in our favor, I might consider teaming with you in the future, Dad always teaches best.

Blake takes a moment to take in what Darcy said to him. The stoic expression on his face doesn't give away what's on his mind.

Blake Mason: One day at a time, Darcy. We can agree on one thing, Mikaela does need to be humbled. Her relationship with The Beggar King has made her a bit too cocky. Nothing worse than people who think sleeping with people above their pay grade gives them the right to believe they're more than what they are.

Darcy Graves: Like I said leave Mikaela to me, she and I still have to settle this, it seems fate wants to keep intertwining the two of us. If you do get in my way Mason, I am not going to hesitate, if I have to go through you to get to her so be it. I know you won’t but still.

Darcy focused on her training, she was also listening to her father giving her advice through the earpiece on the other side. All Blake can do is shrug, realizing he is talking to a brick wall he turns around and leaves the locker room.

On the outside he runs into Christy, who decided to come back. Blake doesn’t look surprised to see her. Christy notices the resigned nature on her client's face.

Christy Hightower: So-

Blake holds up his hand to cut Christy off.

Blake Mason: Her obsession with Mikeala has the potential to be a liability. Teamwork is a skill she needs to learn. I have no patience to hold her hand. Whatever happens tonight, happens. If she crosses me, well, I have no issue putting her down. Rule number one, don’t create enemies that don’t exist. All up to her. She wants to become an enemy... then I’ll teach her a lesson her daddy clearly hasn’t written for her.

Blake and Christy Hightower walk off as the scene fades to black.

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With Our Powers Combined

We open up backstage, in the catering room. We see various talents and stagehands grabbing food, drinks, and sitting down to eat. Suddenly, as one of the stagehands goes to grab a bottle of water, a familiar blue haired woman pops up from behind the table, yelling out as the guy screams, stumbles backwards and falls on his ass, spilling his food all over his shirt. Then, from the hallway, we hear another familiar voice.

Jane Harper: I think she went into catering. It definitely looks like a blue haired hurricane has come through leading to here.

Finally, Jane comes into frame, peeking around the corner and seeing the guy on the ground, covered in his food.

Jane Harper: The fuck happened to you, dude?

Stagehand: Th…that little gremlin popped up from behind the table and caught me by surprise!

Rain frowns in confusion with GoGo standing close by.

Rain: Little gremlin?

Suddenly there’s a CRASH down the hallway and the camera swings over to see one of the locker rooms emptying out of several of the female roster. One of them yells “what the hell is your problem” before ducking as a small trash can goes flying into the wall with a loud THUNK, almost nailing them in the head. The camera hurries over to catch what’s going on! By the time we get there, the locker room is half tossed and the aforementioned blue haired hurricane is still rampaging, tossing things around, flipping whatever she can physically muster. Finally, she picks up a chair and starts whamming it against one of the lockers; a string of curses flying from her mouth.

Chiaki Sanada: Orokana meinu! Watashi wa anata no ryōhō o korosu!

Jane, looking at the man in catering and hearing the commotion, turns on her heels, looking at Rain and GoGo as she takes off in a full sprint to the locker room and ducks as the chair swings just over head and she grabs it, ripping it out of the hands Chiaki.

Jane Harper: Cheech, calm the fuck down. We don’t need a massive bill for damages again. Last time, you had to go without Red Bull and Poki for a month. Remember that?

She turns back around to the doorway.

Jane Harper: She’s in here, guys!

Rain leans over and looks in, GoGo right in front and under her.

Rain: Daaaaayamn…..

GoGo: Miss Chi Chi alright?

Chi Chi whips around at the sound of familiar voices. The chair gets dropped to the floor and she just stares at them, mostly up at her girlfriend Jane; fists balled tight, teeth clenched together, seething heavily with rage induced tears running down her tattooed cheeks. It’s pretty clear the interference in their match by the same assailants has her in a bad mood.

Chiaki Sanada: ……….

Jane just looks at Chiaki, wrapping the blue haired woman in her arms and pulling her in close.

Jane Harper: Cheech, I fuckin get it. I’m sick of bein’ jumped and attacked like this. Hell, you and me, we ain’t no damn strangers to people bein’ threatened by us. They know they can’t handle us face to face because we’ll kick their asses and make em bleed like a fuckin pig, so they gotta come at us from behind, but trust me, when we do get our hands on em, I want you to pop all the teefies you fuckin can.

Rain: Y’all ain’t gotta worry ‘bout havin’ to do this alone.

GoGo nods quickly, excitedly.

GoGo: We’ll get to do this together and it’ll be so much FUN!

Chiaki looks between the pair and Jane, starting to calm down some, wiping her nose with the back of her wrist taped hand then her eyes with her fingers.

Chiaki Sanada: Friends?

Jane Harper: Damn right they’re friends. I wanna see just how hardcore you two can get on a couple of punk ass bitches too.

Jane grins, releasing Chiaki with one hand as she extends it, fist closed.

GoGo starts clapping, looking like she’s about to start bouncing with excitement the same way Chi Chi does when singing something.

GoGo: HayJo says y’all’s awesome and it’s gonna be so COOL!

Rain: Damn right, Goldi!

Chi Chi sticks her fist in against Jane’s and looks to Rain and GoGo, nodding towards their hands.

Chi Chi: Pop masked bish teefies?!

GoGo hurries in and puts her fist in as well.

GoGo: Oooooh, so this is what it’s like when she’s like that! HayJo wasn’t lyin’ at all!!!!!!

Rain walks over and makes it a foursome of fists.

Rain: When have ya ever known her to lie about somethin’ like that?

Jane grins as she looks at the three other women in this little circle.

Jane Harper: These masked assholes aren’t going to know what’s hit them and man, I’m gonna fuckin love it when Cheech is wearin their teeth around her fuckin neck.

On that note, Chiaki lifts her right arm to the camera, flashing a bracelet around her scrawny wrist, adorned with…teeth?! She taps it with a nail from her left hand and glares into the camera.

Chiaki Sanada: Chi Chi add bling bling BISHES!!

She drops her arm and steps back. Something catches her eye on the floor. She bends down and comes back up with a can of red bull. The Razorblade Lollipop cracks it open and dunks it into her mouth like a fountain until it starts running down her chin. What’s left starts splashing through the air as she closes her mouth and just starts slamming the can into her forehead over and over. When she stops, she spews the red bull into the air like Old Faithful and slams the can on the floor; a line of blood running from her forehead, down her nose.

Chiaki Sanada: AAGH!!!

She screams and calmly walks out of the locker room.

Chiaki Sanada: Chi Chi hungry!

Jane Harper: To catering!

Jane laughs as she walks off, following behind Chiaki.

Rain: Quick, Goldi, let’s race to catering. We haven’t a moment to lose!

GoGo: Roger that, Rainie!

Fade out.




We cut backstage to show the HYBRID Global Heavyweight Champion Eddy Todd and Mikaela Callaway standing with HYBRID interviewer Grace Savoy. They both are ready for their up coming match, with their ring gear and entrance attire on, Eddy has the Global Heavyweight title slung over his shoulder. Beside him, Mikaela stands quietly yet anxiously waiting for their moment later tonight. She’s already in her new ring gear with her half mask and leather jacket on.

Grace Savoy: Ladies and Gentlemen I am joined by the HYBRID Global Heavyweight Champion The Beggar King Eddy Todd and his girlfriend and tag partner for tonight, Mikaela Callaway. FIrst off, congratulations are in order for both of you for your victories at Fall of Man.

Eddy Todd: Thank you, Grace.

Mikaela Callaway: Thank youuuuu!

Mikaela smiles with a tilt of her head. As hinted at last week in her match, there’s a new air of sass around her since her return.

Grace Savoy: Eddy, so far in HYBRID you are undefeated. You ran through the tournament for the Global Heavyweight title, and have been on a tear ever since. What drives you to keep winning?

Eddy pauses for a moment, he runs a free hand through his beard before answering.

Eddy Todd: I’ve been in this business for a long time, Grace. More than some of the people on the roster have been alive. Willing to bet I’ve been wrestling longer than anyone in the company. I know what it takes to get this job done. I know that when you have the top prize in a company everyone wants a shot at you. Everyone is watching you. Looking for any sign of weakness. For something to exploit. I go out there every match and let my experience show. I show everyone what over two decades in this business looks like. I might be the oldest on the roster, but I ain’t gonna let any of these younger guys and gals show me up.

Grace nods, approvingly before turning to address Mikaela, next.

Grace Savoy: Now, Mikaela, you came into Fall of Man, two weeks ago a completely changed person. The last time we saw you on, Vanguard before, you were…well…

Mikaela Callaway: I was…? Go on, Grace. Say it.

Mikaela waves her hand in a circle to speed along the process but before Grace can finish, Mikaela does it for her.

Mikaela Callaway: Yeah, I was left on the floor by Darcy Graves; the woman who tried to end my professional career before it even got off the ground. Let me start, just real quick, to say thank you again to Trenton Mitchell that night. At least the head of security actually does their job around here. Onto the big question, though, as I have a little more time and space to speak: hey Darcy, how you feeling, honey? You good? Feeling a little bit sore? Everyone’s wondering, am I finished with you? Well, I can say with certainty, yes. I need to wonder, though, are you finished with me? Because tonight says you want a little more of what you got in our match. The only difference is, this time, I’m walking in at 100%. You? I saw your last couple of matches since then. You ain’t looking so hot, honey. I’m almost surprised there’s nothing but bones to pick the scraps off of after what you’ve been through. Maybe, tonight, I’ll do you a favor and put you out of your misery. Like I said before, at Vanguard, you fucked around. At Fall of Man, you found out. Now…

She takes a moment to turn to Grace Savoy. Eddy listens as Mikaela speaks, nodding his agreement.

Mikaela Callaway: You said I was a changed woman? Abso-damn-lutely. See, within the Queens of Chaos, we have a saying: “Shed your skin and begin again.” That’s exactly what I did. I should be thanking Darcy, really. She showed me where my flaws were. She made me realize where my weaknesses were. My imperfections. The blemishes, if you will. But that skin is gone now and the Mikaela Callaway standing before you now is taking all names and no prisoners. Besides! Every King deserves a Queen at his side.

She grins devilishly, wrapping her arms around one of Eddy’s. Eddy smiled at her and simply nodded his head.

Eddy Todd: She ain’t wrong there, Grace.

Grace looked from Mikaela to Eddy.

Grace Savoy: Eddy, you are no stranger to tag wrestling. Is there anything that is standing out to you about your opponents tonight?

Eddy smirks slightly.

Eddy Todd: What is there to say, Grace? Darcey is gonna be lucky to make it through the entire match. Mikaela and her matches since have left her beaten and bruised. She could barely handle Mikaela healthy, let alone stand a chance against me. What kind of threat is she gonna be tonight? Then there is Blake, a relative newcomer to HYBRID, but not the sport. He seems like the type to know his way around a ring. Good. At least one of our opponents will be worth a damn. But in the end, everyone out there already knows the outcome. The Beggar King and his Queen shall walk out with their hands raised with two more wanna-be usurpers cast by the wayside. I long for the day that a true and worthy challenge steps up. So far Aiden Marrow. Aside from him there have been nothing but cry babies who couldn’t measure up, road bumps, and those whose ego far outstrips their talent and ability. None of them shall take my crown. None shall be the one to end the reign of the Beggar King.

Grace turns from Eddy, back to Mikaela.

Grace Savoy: Mikaela, the Beggar King has spoken of his intentions in HYBRID. How about you? Moving forward, what are your plans in the future?

Mikaela tilts her head, side eyes Grace and lifts the eyebrow not concealed under her mask like accessory.

Mikaela Callaway: Where to begin, Grace? I signed a contract to HYBRID to prove I’ve got what it takes for this little indy darling to swim with the sharks. At this point, I think I’ve done that. Now? It’s time to take my place beside my King and receive proper coronation. Now, the warrior in me is all for pursuing the Vanguard Championship. Defending it every week? Doesn’t matter. It just means showing everyone, every broadcast that Mikaela Callaway means business. That being said, as I stand beside my King here, I feel like it’s my responsibility to do as every respectful Queen must do and protect his back from the usurpers. From the pretenders. From Queens only by self proclamation. Like that bitch, Bianca Davis with the Iron Heart Championship. I might be new to the eyes of many, Bianca, but you’re a familiar face to me. I’ve seen how you operate. I’ve seen how you “earn” your accolades. You’re a snake in the grass who strikes from the shadows. Well, allow me to shed some light on the subject. As long as I’m around, if you think you’re gonna slip in like a thief in the night and take my man’s crown, you are sadly, SADLY, mistaken.

Mikaela cocks her head to the other side and narrows her eyes at the camera.

Mikaela Callaway: I will defend my King. The Beggar King. THE HYBRID Global Heavyweight Champion to the fullest extent and in the same breath? I intend to right a glaring wrong in this company by relieving you of that Iron Heart Championship that - and listen to me very carefully, Bianca…

Mikaela raises her hand, pinching her fingers together and moves it across the screen as she makes sure to speak loudly and clearly.

Mikaela Callaway: You. Do not. Deserve. Anybody with a pair of eyes knows that you shouldn’t be the Iron Heart Champion, right now and you wouldn’t be had Super Tiger not gotten hurt, but what happened? She did get hurt, unfortunately. She got hurt, and while Jessie Robinson was showing the kindness that they do, you slipped in like the snake in the grass you are and SNATCHED that title behind everyone’s back.

As she says the word “snatched” she quickly grabs at the air, growling it through her teeth.

Mikaela Callaway: So, you wanna strut your shit around here, talking about all eyes on you? Well, tonight, after I put the Reaper in the ground, after the Beggar King smites down another would be challenger, Bianca? You have my full… and undivided… attention…

Eddy can’t help but grin as he listens and watches Mikaela. An approving smile for his girl.

Eddy Todd: Just like every King protects his Queen she in turn protects him. Once Mikaela takes the Ironheart Championship HYBRID shall have a true Royal Family. A King and Queen that shall make sure everyone deserving prospers in their kingdom. Those who are undeserving, those with egos and unwarranted arrogance, they shall be cast a side to flounder in their misery and ineptitude. Long shall be the reign of the Beggar King and his Queen of Chaos.

With those final words Eddy and Mikaela head out towards the ring for their match.




Eddy and Mikaela were celebrating their win after a hard fought tag team match. The crowd is indifferent to our current Global Heavyweight Champion. A few boos are sprinkled in with cheers when the lights cut to pitch black. A single white spotlight hits the center of the stage as “Waking Lions” by Pop Evil begins to play. The flashing lights on the screen become a mute point as the crowd boos heavily as the words “Epitome of Perfection” scroll across the tron.

Bernadette Olson: No! No! Damnit, no!

Jacob Frankel: We haven’t heard that song in quite some time!

Bernadette Olson: That just screams bad news. That song brings bad things to the ring.

The Beggar King was ready for a fight as he waited for Duke to show from behind the gorilla curtain.


The music played as nothing emerged from the back.


As the words played, the boos reigned down from the crowd when the lights came on. Duke Andrews stood in the middle of the ring. Not dressed for a match, standing behind the champion dressed in a tailor made suit. A smirk on his lips as he drops back off the ropes and springs forward hitting a KillShot! on our current champion. His knee connecting to the back of Eddy’s neck without Eddy even knowing what was happening.

As Eddy hit the mat, Mikaela quickly snapped around before she was stopped by Tiffany Lynn Page who held her hand up.

Bernadette Olson: These two…she’s not even a part of the roster. Get them the hell out of here.

Duke had a grin on his face as he knelt down next to the face of our champion. He grabbed the title that had fallen to the mat. Looking at the leather and gold as Eddy began to stir. Duke dropped the title as he bounced back to his feet, signaling Eddy to get up. After a moment, a groggy Beggar King got to his feet and lunged at the Epitome of Perfection. The two began throwing heavy fists at each other which showed the hatred the two had for each other. Duke lunged in with a knee to the gut which doubled Eddy over. Eddy pushed away before bouncing off of the ropes and coming hard at The Top Heel with a flying lariat that knocked Andrews back to the ropes, the only thing that kept him from hitting the mat.

Duke Andrews: Alright, motherfucker.

Duke again gained the upper hand that drove Eddy back into the ropes after connecting with a forearm to the side of the head. He didn’t give ground this time as he followed the Beggar King to the ropes and delivered a brutal knee to the side. Eddy stumbled back, and while he was doing so, Duke hit yet another KillShot that put Eddy down on the mat. Holding his hand out as TLP handed him a microphone before she cornered Mikaela. Never once putting a hand on Eddy’s girlfriend.

Duke Andrews: You thought you got rid of me, didn’t you?!

Duke snatched the title that was laying next to Eddy’s head once again, as he held it close to his face. A sinister grin on his face.

Duke Andrews: No matter what the hand is, I end up with the ace. Look the devil in his eyes and smile in his face. I’ve been troubled with all the bad moves and the wrong things that I’ve done…

Duke dropped the title back on Eddy as he pushed off of the mat.

Duke Andrews: Don’t worry sweet cheeks, ain’t nothing happening to you. My beautiful woman is just a reminder of everything you two will never be.

Duke turned his attention back to Eddy as he knelt back down over him. The title perfectly laying down his spine.

Duke Andrews: I know your head and neck hurt, bud. But I know your ears are working just fine. I need you to understand that this…this thing between us…it ain’t over. Not until I get my property back. So as long as you stand there holding what is mine! I’ll continue to be standing there over your shoulder. I’ll even be reminding you that what happened before was a fluke. I’m better than you and you know it. Deep down you dream of being half of the talent that I am. It’s okay to admit that. Every single person in the back has that same thought.

Duke slaps his large right hand down on the title which was placed between Eddy’s shoulder blades. Security has come down the ramp and are shouting at Andrews and Page to leave the ring. Duke holds his hands up as he backs up. Tiffany doing the same.

Duke Andrews: And since I’m such a nice guy, Edward, I’m going to put on a clinic for you. I’m going to show you how it’s done. Everyone you’ve stepped in the ring with here, they’re marked. Think of this as the sins of the father, and Father Edward, they’re all going to pay. You’re going to realize that your days are numbered. And every week you don’t give me what I want, another one will have their fate sealed. I’ll even tell Aiden Morrow that he’s up first.

With that Duke drops the mic as he and Tiffany dip out the backside of the ring and escape through the crowd while “Waking Lions” plays once again as the show comes to a close.