Post by Aloysius Marcus Vance IV on Feb 3, 2023 1:29:08 GMT -6
Episode #13: Unlucky
Live from the State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia
Wednesday, February 1st, 2023 at 7pm
Gates open at 6pm
PRE-SHOW
PRE-SHOW MATCH ONE
Singles/One Fall
Paxley Summerset vs. Ingrid Valencia
Singles/One Fall
Paxley Summerset vs. Ingrid Valencia
DING! DING! DING!
Right away, Ingrid tries to mock the size of Paxley, patting her on the head and showing a derisive attitude. This comes to a full stop when Paxley grabs the arm and twists it fiercely, showing considerable power as she hoists Ingrid up with an elevated wristlock before tossing her to the mat faceplant-style! Ingrid is in shock as Paxley lays on the hurt with forearm shots to the back, following up with a knee to the head and a deadlift into a gutwrench powerbomb. The Spin-To-Win finishes things a few moments later.
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: And your winner… PAXLEY SUMMERSET!
Bernadette Olson: Would it be too cliche to hang the “small-but-fierce” tag on her, Jacob?
Jacob Frankel: She prefers to call herself “Small Package, Big Strength” and I think that suits just fine!
Winner: Paxley Summerset
Result: Pinfall at 3:01 (Spin-To-Win)
PRE-SHOW MATCH TWO
Triple Threat/One Fall
Aiden Morrow vs. Blake Mason vs. Robert Marino
Triple Threat/One Fall
Aiden Morrow vs. Blake Mason vs. Robert Marino
DING! DING! DING!
It isn’t so much bad feelings as it is aversion between Mason and Marino as this match starts off. The two avoid each other, which ends up putting Morrow in an unenviable two-on-one situation, batted back and forth by the former enemies. Marino shows a meaner side during the match, impatience making him push Blake out of the way to get in more licks on Morrow, who starts fighting back with speed and aerial maneuvers. Mason, not wanting to stay out of the action, gets his hits in too and eventually it comes down to him and Marino battling it out. Morrow takes the opportunity to dive onto them both, sending Mason out of the ring and putting Marino down with the No-Fly Zone.
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: Here is your winner… AIDEN MORROW!
Bernadette Olson: The key here was focus, Jacob. Morrow kept his and that led him to the win.
Jacob Frankel: Wanting to beat the hell out of someone is clearly every bit as damaging to strategy as not wanting to be near them…
Winner: Aiden Morrow
Result: Pinfall at 6:12 (No-Fly Zone)
MAIN SHOW
OPENING SEGMENT
Bow Down
Bow Down
Jacob Frankel: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the main showcase of Vanguard #13!
Bernadette Olson: You know, it’s pretty strange that Linette and Pryce have been relatively quiet. Well, aside from the latter’s strange mannerisms…
Jacob Frankel: The Goddess of Ice… and Sex! Chelsea’s everywhere and I love it!
Bernadette Olson: Easy, fanboy. She’s way out of your league… and don’t even think of trying to ogle Xaria. Her boyfriend’s the former Lord Lucifer.
The unexpected blast of “Comin’ Thru The Stereo (ft. Hyro the Hero)” by Hollywood Undead from the speakers catches them off-guard. There’s a mixture of cheers and boos from the fans as Xaria Linette and Chelsea Pryce emerge from the curtains. Naturally, wolf whistles are resonating everywhere! The Sovereign make their way down the ramp, Xaria tagging a few hands along the way, Chelsea focusing on what’s in front of them, and they enter the ring together. It’s a rather quick entrance -- and the sight of a live microphone in Chelsea’s left hand may explain why.
Jacob Frankel: Oh! We’re going to be graced with some words from the Sovereign?
Bernadette Olson: This oughta be good. Looks like they mean business.
Once they’re in the ring, the Sovereign’s theme begins to fade. There are more cheers for the Rainbow Angel than the Goddess of Ice, but this doesn’t bother Chelsea in the slightest. She raises the microphone to her ruby lips and smirks.
Chelsea Pryce: Hello, Atlanta.
Ah, there’s a pop from the crowd! Perhaps a few hearts melt from her sultry voice.
Chelsea Pryce: So… you’re known as the Big Peach, hmm? Well, I’m sure many of you would like to take a bite out of my peach… If you get my drift.
Oh, there’s an exciting reaction to that innuendo! Meanwhile, Xaria shakes her head with a soft laugh. Chelsea glances over with a wink before she continues.
Chelsea Pryce: I shouldn’t be such a tease. After all, tonight is the debut of the Sovereign. When it comes to HYBRID, this is my first time in the company. However…
She extends the microphone to her long-time friend and tag-team partner. With a smile, Xaria accepts it, and before she can even say a word? The diehard Rainbow Angel fans are LOSING IT! Cheers, all of the cheers! She giggles softly into the mic.
Xaria Linette: ...once upon a time, I was on Unleashed as the Harbinger of Lord Lucifer. Oui, I was with the second incarnation of the Children of Nephilim.
This reminder -- it’s a memory shock. Some of the fans actually begin to boo! Hearing this, Xaria firmly nods.
Xaria Linette: Perhaps I deserve that. Desolé, mes amis. If there was time to explain the Civil War we were locked into? I wonder if you would listen to my story…?
This does capture the attention of the majority of the fans. Even Bernadette and Jacob are curious. However, before Xaria can say another word, the fans suddenly transition into boos--
Jacob Frankel: Hey, wait a minute!
Bernadette Olson: It’s First Class!
--as Jami Hilton and Charli Queen run through the crowd and jump the barricade! They manage to ambush Xaria and Chelsea, viciously attacking the veterans, and they even throw Chelsea out of the ring in order to double-team Xaria!
MATCH ONE
Tag Team/One Fall
The Sovereign vs. First Class
Tag Team/One Fall
The Sovereign vs. First Class
DING! DING! DING!
Bernadette and Jacob are displeased by this. The fans hate it. Referee Zach Young signals for the bell and tries to send one of First Class to their respective team’s corner, but Jami and Charli outright ignore him and continue to attack Xaria. On the outside, Chelsea rises up, clearly agitated, and she rolls into the ring -- spearing Jami without hesitation! This causes Charli to stop and focus on Chelsea, but when she does? Xaria punishes her with “Rain-BOOM!” (KENTA’s Busaiku Knee Kick)! The fans roar with cheers from the sudden comeback, though Xaria takes a moment to fully recover. Meanwhile, Jami tries to defend herself from Chelsea, but Chelsea is relentless. She Irish whips Jami towards the ropes and blasts her with “The K.O. Shot” (Roundhouse Kick) on the way back!
This lightning turnabout should come as no surprise to anyone who knows Linette and Pryce. The Sovereign are legends of the wrestling industry, each of them with over fourteen years of experience. As soon as Jami is floored, Chelsea unleashes a rage of stomps on her, with no care for a pin attempt. Before the referee can scold her, Xaria intervenes and gently pulls Chelsea back from Jami. The Angelic Harbinger shakes her head, the Stiletto Knife glares… and then Xaria rebounds off the ropes and baseball slides Jami out of the ring! An act of mercy from the Rainbow Angel? Xaria smiles at Chelsea before she steps out to their respective team’s corner. Mother Nature scoffs and turns to see Charli just barely standing up. Before Charli can even react, Chelsea instantly drops her with “Pay the Pryce” (Double-Knee Facebreaker) -- and swiftly transitions right into “Natural Disaster” (Cross-Legged STF)! The fans are loving it, watching Charli scream out in agony. Chelsea’s wrath is a force to be reckoned with, and in a matter of seconds, Charli taps out!
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners… Xaria Linette and Chelsea Pryce; THE SOVEREIGN!
Jacob Frankel: Well, as fast as First Class started it, the Sovereign ended it!
Bernadette Olson: Y’know what? I can get behind this. Pryce and Linette are aged like fine wine. They’re better than ever!
There’s a positive reception from the crowd! Although Chelsea doesn’t look like she’s going to release Charli, Xaria steps back in, clears her throat, and folds her arms. Seeing this, Chelsea rolls her eyes and lets one-half of First Class go. Jami is barely getting to her feet on the outside, yelling at them to get away from Charli. With a smile, Xaria walks over and gently rolls Charli in Jami’s direction. Jami scowls and recovers her tag-team partner, First Class retreating while the Sovereign stands tall with the referee holding their arms up in victory!
Winners: The Sovereign
Result: Submission at 7:26 (Natural Disaster)
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Starstruck
Starstruck
The scene opens backstage where Paxley Summerset is seen dressed casually as this was some time after her match. She’s wandering around aimlessly taking in the sights and sounds of the arena as well as meeting some of the various crew members and talent who’ve been calling HYBRID home. Paxley’s eyes light up with excitement as she feels she’s finally made it to a promotion where she can get more eyes on her and what she does in the ring. Her face lights up as the camera pans over to show Jessie Robinson standing facing away from her. Paxley approaches excitedly, displaying the biggest grin on her face.
Paxley Summerset: BEAN!!! I mean, Jessie!!! Wow, I knew you wrestled for HYBRID, but I didn’t think I’d actually see you in person on my first day here!
Jessie turns around, hearing the unfamiliar voice, but as soon as she does, the goth girl smiles widely as she begins to wave with excitement as she sees Paxley standing behind her.
Jessie Robinson: OMG, you’re here! I hope your first day here is going good!
Paxley Summerset: Actually it's been better than expected. There are a lot of good people I've met so far back here and you are included, of course. I do have to ask if you have any advice for a newcomer in this promotion? I'm trying not to mess up making a good first impression.
Jessie giggles, remembering her first match here in HYBRID and just how nervous she actually was to not screw up and make a fool out of herself.
Jessie Robinson: Well, you didn’t trip on the ropes or anything in your first match, so that’s a start!
Paxley’s eyes get wide.
Paxley Summerset: Oh! I didn’t even think about that happening! I’m glad you said that AFTER my match so that way I wouldn’t have it on my mind to make me nervous along with everything else already jammed up in there.
She awkwardly taps her own head a few times.
Paxley Summerset: Jessie, did that happen to you in your first match here or ever? I didn’t get to see your first match in HYBRID, but I’ll be seeing them all now. You’re kind of a big deal to up-and-comers transitioning from the independent scene. OMG, Paxley, why did you say transitioning? I’m so sorry, Jessie. I’m also a fan of yours. Despite… missing some of your matches here. Ok, Paxley, stop talking…
Paxley shuts herself up, turns red with embarrassment, and just grins stupidly. At this point, Jessie can’t help but giggle a little bit before she walks right up to Paxley and gives her a quick hug.
Jessie Robinson: It’s okay. I’ve heard a lot worse and a lot weirder than that from people. Some people are just straight up mean and use it all as an insult towards me.
Jessie steps back, smiling at Paxley for a moment.
Jessie Robinson: Thanks for the compliment about being a big deal to some people, that means I’m doing all the right things right now and that’s all I want to do. I was lucky enough to find a group of people that actually care and look out for me. You’re going to do really awesome here, I can already tell because you have the heart of a champion and want to be someone who proves themselves the right way, not by being underhanded and devious.
Paxley gets a bit of a grin on her face for a moment before responding.
Paxley Summerset: Thank you for having such faith in me and my abilities. You've been very insightful tonight and I hope we both become greater as each day passes. I'm unsure how much of a champion I am right now since I just got here, but if you see it in me and others eventually do, then the sky's the limit! I should probably let you get back to what it was you were doing before I showed up. Thank you again.
After talking to Jessie, Paxley walks off backward while looking all around the backstage area not paying attention where she’s walking. After gaining some distance, she accidentally slams right into someone! Paxley’s body mass, momentum, and low center of gravity aiding her in inadvertently knocking them over. When she turns around to assess the damage, she is shocked to realize she knocked over Bianca Davis! The Queen is on the ground looking furious, how dare someone run into her. But she sees the woman who ran into her and analyzes her and gets up dusting herself off. However, unlike a “sweet” smile comes across the face of the Queen.
Queen Bianca Davis: Are you okay? Sorry got a lot on my mind, and wasn’t paying attention. This place is enough to drive anyone freaking crazy lately. Anyway, you new around here? Names Bianca Davis though I am called Queen Bianca Davis.
Bianca said with the same smile on her face. Paxley blushes a bit looking up at Bianca who towers several inches over her in height.
Paxley Summerset: Wow! Bianca Davis! You know, some wrestlers have problems with you and how you treat them, but I can see where some of what you do and say comes from and I can sorta respect it. Oh, I have no manners here, I'm sorry for running into you like that and yes, I'm new. This is my first official day in HYBRID and I had my first match earlier tonight. Sorry for my rambling! I've met talent backstage already, but Bianca Davis! Wow!
Paxley clears her throat.
Paxley Summerset: I'm sorry. QUEEN Bianca Davis, you've been in the business long and despite your methods of doing things, are still top notch in the business. At least that's what I think. I do appreciate you being this nice to me, though. I'm not sure how I would handle it if I got chewed out for doing something stupid on my first day. I'm trying to get some advice to help me get better in this industry, so any help, no matter, would be appreciated!
Queen Bianca nodded her head, as she smiles brightly at the rookie.
Queen Bianca Davis: Of course, I get it generally when I came in I was treated poorly so I learned to not let people treat me anyway they wanted, and people hate me for it. So yes, I been there. But, I do got some advice as long as I been at this, there is plenty I am willing to share.
Bianca motions for Paxely to follow her which she seems hesitant at first but eventually goes with the blonde who is talking to her quietly to where the cameras can’t hear as the scene fades to black.
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Apropos
Apropos
Cordelia Clark is backstage and she’s not looking happy right now. She’s dressed to compete with her match coming up in a few moments and all that is going through her mind is frustration. In spite of all of that, she’s doing the best that she can to maintain whatever composure she has. Needless to say, she’s going to have a bit to express…
Cordelia Clark: Well, the name of tonight’s show sure speaks for itself as far as my Hybrid run is concerned lately. I’m in action tonight. It’s going to be good to get that horrible taste of that briefcase match out of my mouth, and yet when I see what I have going on tonight and when I see who I’m facing, I can only feel disappointed. This is no disrespect to my opponent Alicia Flaherty or anything… and maybe this is whatever lingering disappointment from that match talking… but when I see who I am facing tonight, I can’t help but feel… gosh, what’s the word? Hell, what’s the right way to put it? I can’t help but feel like… well, maybe a phrase would be more fitting here. Maybe the right way to put it is that I feel like I’m being treated with kid gloves with this match. Because I look at this match and I KNOW I am capable of MORE than this! I’m capable of BETTER! I know that I am! I’m not saying that to just blow air… I mean… it wasn’t even THAT long ago that I took Eddy Todd to the limit for 15 to 20 minutes or however long that match was, in a main event match. I may not have WON that match… as much as I don’t LIKE to mention that part, but I KNOW that I showed something…
I had to…
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been in that briefcase match to begin with…
And if THAT’S not enough evidence? Look at the four way that I managed to win. I go from facing one of the best wrestlers on the roster in the main event, to this?
The disappointment is clear with the sigh that she just lets out.
Cordelia Clark: Look, I don’t want to kick a hornet’s nest or anything. I’m not wanting to offend anyone or stir the pot in a bad way, but what gives? Is this HYBRID’s way of telling me that they don’t think I can beat tougher competition or something? I’m not going to give that last question too much thought because I don’t want to get too much inside of my own head. I’m going to have to show that I deserve more than this and that I deserve better and if having to go through the whole gauntlet, hell, every single name on the roster, literally, at some point or another, is how I am going to have to do it, then so be it but the last thing I am going to be is overlooked just because I am one of the youngest names on the roster or overshadowed because I’m not a brand name yet. Throw me against any big name imaginable just like they did against the likes of Eddy Todd and Duke Andrews in some of my more recent matches prior to this and I can earn that victory against any name at any time. So, before I go out there and beat Alicia Flaherty, let me throw down the gauntlet.
I don’t care who it is. But I want someone on this roster… ANYONE… to give me a challenge to conquer. If I’m so ‘young and inexperienced’ and someone that’s a pushover, then you should have no issues winning against me right? Hell, if I have to extend this offer to anyone that doesn’t even work here to come to this company and face me, then that’s what I will do as well. I’m here to make a name for myself, not to be in the background and if anyone has the guts to face me, then I’ll be waiting for you in that ring in the near future. But one way or another, it’s time to make some noise around here… even if I have to start with Alicia…
Cordelia carries her frustration out of the locker room having said what she’s needed to say. As she heads out, the scene fades.
MATCH TWO
Singles/One Fall
Cordelia Clark vs. Alicia Flaherty
Singles/One Fall
Cordelia Clark vs. Alicia Flaherty
DING! DING! DING!
A frustrated Doll Slayer wants this fight over yesterday. She charges Alicia right at the bell and boots her hard in the gut, dropping her to her hands and knees. A few hard kicks to the ribs and a jumping elbow to the back of the neck follow and already the youngster is rolling out of the ring to create some distance. Referee Zach Young tries to keep Cordelia in the ring but she circumvents the zebra and follows Alicia to the outside, heaving her over with a German suplex that almost tosses Alicia into the ringside steps. A springboard bulldog off said steps follows before Cordelia rolls Alicia back into the ring, made to pause from some of the fan reaction to her vicious attack.
Alicia tries to get back into the mix, shouldering Cordelia between the top and middle ropes as she climbs onto the apron and hitting a swinging kick to stun Clark. A triangle dropkick knocks Cordelia down though she remains on the apron, and a baseball slide knocks her back to the floor. Alicia, starting to feel it again, hits the ropes, rebounds, then charges the far side, leaping to the top and aiming a splash at Cordelia, who MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Alicia crashes hard into the barricade, seriously hurting herself. Young checks on her but Cordelia isn’t that patient. She hurls Alicia back into the ring and looks ready to straight-up punish her… but instead she, with some frustration, delivers the Educated and takes the win.
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner… CORDELIA CLARK!
That frustration still shows even after the three-count. Cordelia, for a moment, looks unsure… as if she wants to keep going. But a cooler head prevails and she leaves the ring, paying no mind to the trainers coming down to check on the fallen Alicia as Cordy heads up the ramp.
Bernadette Olson: There’s a lot of frustration in that young lady since Best Served Cold. She’s like a ticking time bomb.
Jacob Frankel: Which is awful because she came in with such light and fire. What do you think will come of this, Bernadette?
Bernadette Olson: She needs a goal, Jacob. Something to shoot for. Something to keep her locked in. Otherwise, she’s gonna blow up on something or someone and it’s gonna be ugly.
Winner: Cordelia Clark
Result: Pinfall at 7:11 (Educated)
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
The Roppongi Entrepreneur
The Roppongi Entrepreneur
The cameras shift backstage where we find Chiaki Sanada of 2 Broke Chickz sitting on an equipment box on her phone, idly kicking her feet. Her attention is locked on her phone as she taps and swipes away on her screen. It’s only when she hears a voice off screen…
Staff 1: ...that’s alotta money to be made.
…that her head snaps up and she looks off in a specific direction. Chiaki hops down from the crate and starts moseying her way on over.
Staff 2: Right? I am so down…except I’m not a fan of the dentist, though. Never have been
Staff 1: Yeah but dude, look at those zeroes. That’s some serious dough!
Chiaki Sanada: Oi!
She calls out and the two backstage attendants turn, instantly recognize the pint sized maniac and get on edge, shifting uncomfortably. However, Chiaki lowers her phone down beside her and tilts her head curiously.
Chiaki Sanada: What you say? Make moniez?
Staff 1: Huh? Oh! Uhh…yeah, this thing.
He holds up a pamphlet to her.
Staff 1: New experimental dental procedure. They’re paying big money for volunteers.
Chiaki tilts her head at the pamphlet and looks up at the men.
Chiaki Sanada: Dental?
Staff 2: Yeah, you know. For teeth.
Chiaki’s eyes go wide and you can practically see the light bulb go on in her head.
Chiaki Sanada: Nandayo?! So…pop teefies, get moniez?!
The two men look at each other, shrug, then look back at her and nod.
Staff 1: Yeah! Pop teefies, get money.
Chiaki Sanada: How much?!
Staff 2: $10,000 a pop! Crazy right?
Chiaki lets this process in her head for a moment before she starts jumping up and down excitedly, clapping her hands. Before they can say anything else, she goes running off screen. The two shrug again and start to go back to their conversation when Chiaki suddenly comes running back into frame and bows.
Chiaki Sanada: Arigatou gozaimasu!
And she runs off again. The two men stare off in the direction she went and shake their heads.
Staff 1: Man, that chick is fucking weird.
Staff 2: You can say that again.
They go back to discussing the topic at hand as the scene cuts away.
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
No Time for Nonsense
We cut to the dressing room of Gigi Nova, where Gigi is leaning with her hands on the counter, staring into the mirror. Her agent, Lorenzo Merrick, stands a few feet behind her, clad in an all-black suit.
Gigi Nova: Alright… another tag team match. You heard what Sam Tolson said earlier… your opponents are no joke...
Lorenzo crosses his arms, the hint of a relieved sigh tinging his words as he speaks.
Lorenzo Merrick: Good to see you’ve still got your head in the game, kiddo.
Gigi stands up, whipping her hair around as she turns to look at him over her shoulder, half glaring at him.
Gigi Nova: And just what is THAT supposed to mean?
Lorenzo puts up his hands in a “hold up” gesture, shaking his head.
Lorenzo Merrick: Nothing. It’s just that after what I’ve been seeing the last few days...
The half glare has become a full glare now, as Gigi fully whips her body around.
Gigi Nova: You know me better than that, Lorenzo. If I’m not at the bar, I’m at the gym. And when I’m not there, I’m...
She throws up her arms and looks around. Lorenzo lets out a sigh as he nods his head in acknowledgment.
Lorenzo Merrick: You’re right, Germayne. I should know better. I just want to make sure there’s nothing on your mind that could take away from what you need to do. Though if I may say something...
Gigi straightens out her shorts and turns her attention to the loose laces in her boots.
Gigi Nova: What’s that?
She doesn’t look at him; she focuses on tightening the laces in her boot before switching to the other foot.
Lorenzo Merrick: Why is it that you’re so open and friendly at the bar, but once you clock out, you turn into Little Miss Shy Girl?
Gigi Nova: Now that, I don’t really have an answer for you. It’s not something I can explain. But you’re right; maybe I should be a little more social outside of the bar.
Lorenzo grabs a chair and scrapes its feet across the floor as he spins it around, straddling it in front of Gigi. Resting his arms across the top edge of the back of the chair, he peers at Gigi while she finishes lacing up her boot.
Lorenzo Merrick: Which reminds me… what’s the deal with you and that guy I saw you talking with a few days ago… Aleki Kekoa?
Gigi Nova: There’s nothing to tell. He came into the bar, had a few drinks, and there was some casual conversation. Nothing more.
Lorenzo Merrick: Nothing more? Are you sure about that?
Gigi Nova: You’re right. There IS something else.
Lorenzo pushes up from his chair, slapping his hands together as an ear-to-ear smile takes over his face.
Lorenzo Merrick: I KNEW IT! Good for you, kiddo!
Gigi Nova: He’s a good tipper.
Lorenzo Merrick: He’s… wait, what?
The smile immediately fades as he stares at Gigi, puzzled.
Gigi Nova: He leaves good tips.
Lorenzo’s jaw drops slightly as his eyes narrow, the puzzled expression growing stronger.
Lorenzo Merrick: Oh… I thought...
Gigi Nova: Never mind what you thought, Lorenzo. Like I said; I don’t have time for any nonsense; not after… never mind. Just forget it.
Lorenzo rubs his hands over his face as if trying to hide the mild flush of embarrassment that has crept up as a result of his misunderstanding.
Lorenzo Merrick: No, you’re right; I was out of line for even bringing it up. It’s your personal life, after all.
Gigi Nova: Right. And right now, the only pairing I am concerned with is my tag match tonight with Sam Tolson.
Lorenzo nods his head, putting his hands on his hips.
Lorenzo Merrick: Right. You’ve got a partner you’ve never worked with before, and you’re going against a well-established team in the Frontline. You’ve definitely got your work cut out for you tonight.
Gigi scoffs, arching her eyebrow.
Gigi Nova: Yeah, and you know me; I welcome the challenge.
Lorenzo Merrick: At least you’ve got a good attitude about it.
Gigi Nova: It’s all about the experience, Lorenzo. Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to take a moment to myself before I go out there...
Lorenzo nods his head and backs up a couple of steps before turning to leave the room. As he rests his hand on the doorknob, he looks over her shoulder.
Lorenzo Merrick: I know you’ve got this, kiddo. I’ll see you later.
He steps out into the hallway, letting the door shut behind him. The camera pans back over to Gigi, who closes her eyes and takes a deep breath as the scene fades out.
MATCH THREE
Non-Title
Tag Team/One Fall
Samantha Tolson & Gigi Nova vs. The Frontline
Non-Title
Tag Team/One Fall
Samantha Tolson & Gigi Nova vs. The Frontline
DING! DING! DING!
Jonna and Samantha start things off, locking up and trying to push one another back and forth. Tests of strength give way to mat wrestling and the two young women put on a clinic, trading holds and pinfall attempts with quick counter, neither seeming to get one up on each other. Samantha surprises Jonna with a well-executed German suplex but Jonna rolls through and comes up, grabbing a charging Samantha for a big belly-to-belly. They trade quick pins again, kipping up and blocking one another’s suplexes before coming face to face and getting a nice reaction from the fans.
Both women tag out and in comes Gigi to tangle with Lluvia. The pace picks up considerably here with both women laying in kicks and strikes. Lluvia is whipped into the ropes and that leads to some criss-crossing and counters, almost ended with Gigi sending Lluvia high into the air only for the tag champ to land on her feet! A backcracker is rolled through and Gigi almost takes Lluvia’s head off with a buzzsaw kick! A German is flipped through and Gigi tries an inverted backbreaker only to be countered and sent into the buckles! She dodges Lluvia’s charge and leaps to the ropes, delivering a beautiful spinning headscissors that sends Lluvia almost to her corner! And thus the fans get into things even more!
Tags are made and we’re back to Samantha and Jonna, except at this point the Calinauts show up on the stage, looking on with a bevy of snacks and comically-massive beverages with the craziest straws ever. Their respective partners shoot a glance toward the would-be interlopers, but Samantha and Jonna are going at each other too much to give it much credence. Samantha lays in her trademark suplexes while Jonna keeps up with high-impact counters. Neither woman betrays frustration, though Jonna almost ends things quickly by sending Sam double-hard into the buckles, coming within an inch of knocking Gigi off the apron! Nova leaps to the top rope, though, and comes sailing in with a missile dropkick to knock Jonna ass over teakettle! This prompts Lluvia to bust in, spearing Gigi down as Sam immediately comes to the aid of her partner, delivering a shotgun dropkick to the chest of Lluvia!
Jonna is back up as the Calinauts are mesmerized by the battle, delivering the G2! Samantha is rocked by the move and Jonna rouses Lluvia, attempting Poisoned Truth on Tolson! Gigi waylays Lluvia as she heads up top, though, and the two women slug it out several feet above the ring! Still reeling from Jonna’s Poisoned World, Samantha is able to grab Jonna from behind and roll her up for two as their partners battle it out. A quick Mind Your Head knocks Jonna down and Sam heads up top to assist Gigi, the struggle ending with the two women cinching Lluvia in for a double-superplex! Jonna knocks Gigi out of the way before a pin can be made, forgetting briefly that it’s still she and Samantha who are legal! A bridged dragon suplex almost holds Jonna down for three, courtesy of Sam, but she’s able to kick out! Gigi charges at Jonna but has to quickly put on the brakes to avoid knocking into her partner! Jonna uses this pause to attempt another G2! Sam shoves her away and into the ropes! Jonna rebounds, leapfrogging Sam… RIGHT INTO THE JAGERBOMB FROM GIGI! Lluvia tackles Gigi before she can capitalize, but Samantha uses that moment to hit the Beautiful Oblivion Rendezvous on Jonna, scoring the surprise three-count!
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: Here are your winners… GIGI NOVA AND SAMANTHA TOLSON!
Bernadette Olson: I’d call that a bit of an upset, Jacob! The Frontline are about as dauntless as they come, but Samantha and Gigi somehow got around their teamwork and got the win!
Jacob Frankel: And I love it! You know I’m a big Frontline fan, but that was a sweet match even though they lost!
Jonna and Lluvia, handed the championships, look a bit shocked at the result. For that matter, so does Gigi… AND the Calinauts. The latter are on their feet, though, giant beverages set aside to applaud all four women. Jonna is the first to step forward and offer her hand, and there’s no hesitation in Samantha or Gigi’s return of the gesture. Lluvia follows suit before The Frontline leaves the ring and heads to the back, giving a curious glance to The Calinauts along the way.
Bernadette Olson: You can bet that the boss was watching, too! This might lead to something big!
Jacob Frankel: You know I’m all for that! But when the gold is on the line, no one would bet against The Frontline!
Winners: Samantha Tolson & Gigi Nova
Result: Pinfall at 14:33 (Beautiful Oblivion Rendezvous)
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Rightfully Afraid
Rightfully Afraid
The scene opens in the living room in the Simmons residence. The redheaded Siren, Katie Simmons sits on the black leather couch with her feet tucked under herself. In the background, the sound of loud crashes and inhuman sounding grunts can be heard from another room. Katie looks unphased through all of this, as if the sound of a china shop during an earthquake is normal for their home.
Katie Simmons: Hello, HYBRID fans. As I’m sure you’ve noticed… Thing’s have been pretty quiet from the Simmons camp. Well, metaphorically quiet. It’s actually been quite-
She’s cut off by the sound of a loud, deep scream followed by a dull thud.
Katie Simmons: …Quite loud around here. As I’m sure you can tell. But that’s not our fault! We’ve been trying to film some new promos but all the camera people seem to be afraid of Damian for some reason!
She whispers this next line under her breath
Katie Simmons: He only sent two to the hospital…
She closes her eyes and sighs before putting on a smile and opening her eyes again.
Katie Simmons: It’s fine. Everything’s fine. We definitely didn’t have to replace the training bag six times in the last two weeks.
Upon saying that, Damian appears from the hallway behind the couch. The sound of something dragging behind him can be heard until he gets around to the front of the couch, where he’s revealed to be dragging a worn out training bag with multiple holes in the bag that are the size of The Colossus’ giant fists. He drops the chain, letting the bag hit the ground, causing Katie to sigh again.
Katie Simmons: Seven. Seven times.
She giggles as she hops to her feet and stands on her tiptoes while Damian bends down to meet her for a kiss. She wraps her arms around one of Damian’s and lays her head on his massive bicep.
Katie Simmons: That’s not to say things haven’t gotten better since…
Her face melts into a sneer.
Katie Simmons: The incident…
Eliciting a growl from the giant.
Katie Simmons: Things have gotten a lot better! That’s always going to happen when my hubby gets to throw around a bunch of people. And that’s exactly what he got to do at Vanguard 12. Four people to be exact, and could have been even more if his partners felt brave and/or stupid. A team full of current champions wasn't enough to stop Damian! That just goes to show that, while he may not have a title around his giant waist, he still belongs in that upper echelon of champions!
She lets go of her husband and takes steps towards the viewer.
Katie Simmons: Damian has off this week. And this time we’re actually going to not cause any trouble. Prove that we can play ball! Prove that we can not put innocent wrestlers in the hospital when he doesn’t have a match. In other words… Prove we can be boring when they want us to be.
She crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.
Katie Simmons: So the HYBRID roster is safe for now. But once we get back at Vanguard 14, I want everyone to watch their back. Because if he can do that to the Tag Team champions, the Iron Heart champion AND the World champion all at the same time, what makes you think ANYONE ELSE is safe?
She smiles a devilish smile twirling her fingers in a wave goodbye.
Katie Simmons: So take care, everyone… We’ll be seeing you soon…
Katie smiles, juxtaposing Damian, who silently seethes behind her as the scene fades to black.
PRE-RECORDED SEGMENT
Recognize the Future
Recognize the Future
We cut to an undisclosed yet chic location. A tall imposing figure dressed in a sharp black suit stands in front of a stone fireplace. The man glares at the camera with a steely expression. It's a look of cold confidence by one of HYBRID's newest members of the roster. When the man in black decides to speak, the voice is deep and as icy as his facial expression.
Man in Black: For those late to the party, I am the FUTURE of HYBRID rEvolution! My name is ALEKI KEKOA, the "Samoan War Machine." And I realize that it is every talent's right of passage to state their intentions to the company and put the rest of the roster on notice. Yet nine times out of ten, the new signee doesn't make it passed the first month much less the first supershow. Oh, HYBRID Nation, I am here to tell you that I am the EXCEPTION to this statistic. I am the one out of ten. The anomaly. The one who leads this company to GREATNESS.
Aleki allows his opening statement to sink in for a few moments.
Aleki Kekoa: You see greatness is who I am. I was destined for greatness long before I was born. The Kekoa family is the VANGUARD of wrestling families. Three generations of Kekoas have come before me and changed the landscape of our sport. Beginning with my great-grandfather, High Chief Afualo Kekoa, who established the Kekoa name in the wrestling business, to my grandfather, 12-time World Champion Leiataua Kekoa, who held the World Title for nearly a decade, to even my father Fata Kekoa, who is the most sought-after and innovative wrestling promoter in the Pacific territory, they have all paved the way for the Samoan War Machine to step up to his destiny. The Kekoa family is wrestling royalty and it's time HYBRID rEvolution recognizes the inevitable and prepares to accept its destiny!
The Samoan War Machine smirks slightly.
Aleki Kekoa: Last November at Vanguard #10, I fired the first shot of the coming rEvolution when I laid waste to Jabali Desmond. Now, I continue the crusade as I pick off those that oppose my ascent to greatness and the HYBRID rEvolution Global Heavyweight Championship. All great kings begin as great warriors. And that is who I am. It's time, HYBRID Nation, to recognize the inevitable. And the sooner the better. It's time to RECOGNIZE the "Samoan War Machine" ALEKI KEKOA!
Aleki gives one final glare at the camera before it slowly fades to black.
MATCH FOUR
Tag Team/One Fall
Royal Couple vs. Natural Resources
Tag Team/One Fall
Royal Couple vs. Natural Resources
DING! DING! DING!
Honey is made to start things off against GoGo, and immediately the Princess finds herself frustrated by the speed and energy of the young star, who almost literally runs circles around Honey. Swift kicks and takedowns, most followed by quick pins, have not only Honey but Bianca frustrated all while Rain eggs her partner on from the corner. The fans, naturally, love it due to their disdain for the Queen and Princess, which only agitates them further! Simple Simon tries to provide a distraction but GoGo evades his attempt to hook her leg and stomps on his hand, leaving him to wail comically about his “destroyed fingers”! Honey uses that moment to send GoGo hard into the corner after raking the eyes, following up with a big splash and a side kick that leads to a two-count! GoGo is rocked, but a facebuster lets her slip away from Honey’s clutches, whereupon she tags in the larger, more powerful Rain!
The tall blonde lays the hurt on Honey, though to her credit she doesn’t back down and even surprises Rain with a big scoop slam before sending her in the buckles, running up and dropping down with a big axehandle blow! A small package follows, but Rain kicks out at one, leaving Honey a bit shocked! She looks to Bianca for support and the equally-frustrated Queen of HYBRID reluctantly gestures for the tag. Said tag is made, but barely, as Rain had gotten behind Honey and hoisted her up for a big belly-to-back suplex! Honey rolls from the ring as Bianca heads to the top, leaping onto the back of Rain with a shriek! Rain flails around as Bianca tries to choke her out, eventually swinging the woman ‘round front, but Bianca turns this into a Queen’s Makeover, getting a two-count on the former tag champion!
Bianca works to keep the pressure on, grabbing Rain by the hair and trying to wreck her with knees to the head. Rain breaks out, but gets her eyes AND her back raked by Bianca before Honey is tagged back in, the Royal Couple hitting a double-legsweep on Rain before Honey pounces for the pin, again only getting two. It’s enough that GoGo tries to get in and break things up, though, causing Simple Simon to get up on the apron and protest. She takes a swipe at him but he drops down, lands on his ass, and shrieks in indignation! Bianca, tagging back in, uses this moment to send Rain colliding into GoGo, who gets knocked off the apron but turns in mid-air, splashing Simon as she comes down! The collision stuns Rain long enough for Honey and Bianca to hit a tandem Honey Glazed/Coronation, knocking Rain down hard! Honey goes for the cover as Bianca moves to block GoGo from interfering, allowing Honey to get the pin!
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: Here are your winners… ROYAL COUPLE!
Bernadette Olson: What the hell?!
Honey looks to be in awe of the win, but Bianca is already laying in the trash-talk! She yanks her hand away from the official, allowing a battered but grinning Simon to enter and raise the arms of the Queen and Princess!
Jacob Frankel: The hell?! We’ll never hear the end of this one!
Bernadette Olson: How the hell do these two get a win over a team like Natural Resources?!
Jacob Frankel: I blame that shiny-jacketed dork Simple Simon for butting in!
The boos and catcalls don’t make a lick of difference to the Royal Couple, who just rub it in as they head up the ramp! Rain, holding her head, is checked on by GoGo, the pair showing some rare frustration at the outcome of the match!
Winners: Royal Couple
Result: Pinfall at 10:09 (Honey Glazed/Coronation)
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Family Business
Family Business
We cut backstage to find Captain Cosmo and Aiden Marino, The Calinauts, standing outside of the office belonging to General Manager, Aloysius Marcus Vance IV as Cosmo waves awkwardly into the camera with a big cheesy grin on his face while Marino gives a little smile and a salute to the camera as well.
Captain Cosmo: Ah yes! Hello, Cosmonauts! The most out of this world tag team in history of the wrestling! And we are standing outside of the office of the fourth Aloysius Marcus Vance as we wish to discuss a very important matter with him! Let’s go!
The Captain knocks on the door before opening it as he enters the GM’s office and Marino follows behind with AMV looking up from some paperwork he was in the middle of after hearing the knock and his door opening.
Captain Cosmo: Hello, the fourth Aloysius Marcus Vance! Son of the third Aloysius Marcus Vance! Grandson of the second Aloysius Marcus Vance! And great grandson of the first Aloysius Marcus Vance!
Cosmo turns to his tag team partner.
Captain Cosmo: Did you know, friend Aiden?! That the first Aloysius Marcus Vance was the inventor of the wrestling?!
Marino raises his eyebrow.
Captain Cosmo: It is true! He wrestled a bear and thought to himself, this could be a good way to make monies by turning this into a sport! And now here we are with the fourth Aloysius Marcus Vance who is continuing his great grandfather’s legacy! It is quite wonderful!
Also behind the desk, but with a book in hand instead of paperwork, the massive figure of Forge looks up, locking his attention on the Calinauts. AMV, amused, sets his pen aside and folds his hands atop the desk.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: Gentlemen. How may I help you?
Captain Cosmo: Well, friend Aloysius! The Calinauts have been talking and we came up with quite an idea! With Captain Cosmo and Aiden Marino defeating former Tag Team Champions in The Lost two weeks ago, we were thinking perhaps it would be a wonderful idea if The Calinauts received a shot at the champions!
Before Vance is able to respond, The Captain continues.
Captain Cosmo: Now! Friend Aiden of course did point out that we have only had one match here and that we must earn the right to face the champions, which is something that Captain Cosmo understands! But think about it, friend Aloysius! Everybody LOVES The Calinauts! And if we were champions?! Merchandise sales will fly through the roof! Meaning more monies for your company as well as more monies for us to help aid our search for the Cosmic Pug! It is a win/win situation!
One of Forge’s eyebrows elevates, leading to he and AMV sharing a glance. The boss is having a hard time holding back his laughter, but he manages, clearing his throat and taking a LONG drink from a bottle of water before responding.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: Well, they make a rather strong point, wouldn’t you say?
Not sharing the humor in the moment, at least not outwardly, Forge nods once.
Forge: The Lost were a big deal. Once. Beating them still counts for something.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: What do you think, then? Shall we afford these curious gentlemen an opportunity?
Closing the book with a small clapping sound, Forge sets it down on the corner of AMV’s desk, revealing the tome as Sun Tzu’s “Art of War”. He considers quietly, then gestures in a noncommittal way towards AMV, who returns to the Calinauts.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: I think we can work something out. My second and I will discuss this and you’ll have an answer in two weeks. Does that suit?
The Captain turns to Marino who smiles and nods before the intergalactic visitor turns his attention back to Vance.
Captain Cosmo: Wonderful! The Calinauts thank you for your time! And remember, friend Aloysius and friend Forge! DON’T TRUST EMUS! Okay, goodbye!
Cosmo then awkwardly waves to both Vance and Mitchell before turning on his heel and shuffles his way towards the office door with Marino following behind. The passage closes behind them and AMV can’t hold it in anymore; he hides his face in his hands and laughs at the sheer absurdity of it all. After a few moments, though, he composes himself and turns to Forge.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: I like those two!
Forge: They’re a walking aneurysm. The painted one is, anyone. The other guy is… eh, he’s got something in him. Don’t know what.
That just makes AMV chuckle more as the cameras cut away.
MATCH FIVE
Singles/One Fall
Super Tiger vs. Chi Chi Sanada
Singles/One Fall
Super Tiger vs. Chi Chi Sanada
DING! DING! DING!
Super Tiger’s back in her first HYBRID match since her injury at Fall Of Man and the crowd is electrified over it! She stands across the ring from Chi Chi and the referee rings the bell. Tiger and Chi Chi come out of their corners, bowing and shaking hands as a show of friendship before they start circling around the mat. They lunge in, lock up collar & elbow and the puro resu contest is on as they start going back and forth with chain grappling, tossing one another across the mat with arm drags and takedowns. After a series of trade offs, Tiger catches Chi Chi with a snapmare over her shoulder and nails her with a stiff PK to the back. Chi Chi tenses up, grimacing from the impact but pulls herself up to her feet. The two lock up again and spend a moment, reversing arm wringers before Chi Chi gets Tiger down on her butt with a leg sweep and PKs her right in the spine. Tiger winces but slaps the mat, pops up to her feet and screams defiantly in Chi Chi’s face. The Razorblade Lollipop smiles, turns around and plops down on her ass, cross legged, presenting her back for a hit.
The crowd “Whoooooooaaaas” as Tiger looks around at their reaction. She shrugs and delivers another stiff kick to Chi Chi’s back. Chi Chi winces and gets to her feet, motioning for her friend that she can do better than that. Super Tiger smiles and motions Chi Chi forward before turning around and plops down, giving the girl her turn. Chi Chi rears back, loads her kick and fires off with an impact to Tiger’s back that sounds like a gunshot going off. The crowd groans emphatically as Tiger’s posture locks up.
Jacob Frankel: Oh damn! I heard that one!
Bernadette Olson Think they heard that one in the nosebleeds, partner!
Super Tiger gets back up, balling up her fists and beats one against her chest, yelling “IKOUZE!” Chi Chi tilts her head, shrugs and rears back, delivering a stiff Roundhouse Kick right to the chest. She calls on Tiger to give one back and Tiger drills a kick into Chi Chi’s chest that sends her staggering back into the ropes. Chi Chi delivers another kick. Super Tiger gives one back. The two start trading kicks back and forth until Super Tiger gives in and crumples down to one knee. Chi Chi pumps a fist, feeling a little triumphant and Super Tiger motions her in to hit her again. This time, she slaps the side of her cheek and motions with her hand for Chi Chi to make a move.
Bernadette Olson Super Tiger’s telling Chiaki Sanada to take her best shot if she wants to put her away!
Jacob Frankel: We know she can take a lot of punishment!
Chi Chi’s eyes light up as Super Tiger closes her eyes and braces for the impact. She doesn’t see Chi Chi start bouncing excitedly as she starts fumbling with her chains under her shirt and pulls out her bottle opener necklace, snapping it off of her neck. Before Super Tiger realizes what’s going on, Chi Chi’s moving in and grabs her by the mouth, prying it open.
Chiaki Sanada: CHI CHI POP TEEFIES!!!
And she shoves the bottle opener into Super Tiger’s maw. Tiger’s eyes open wide and she stats flailing her arms, giving muffled protests.
Bernadette Olson Is she…? What is she doing?!
Jacob Frankel: Is she outta her mind?!
The referee tries to stop Chi Chi but she shoulders him away and keeps right at it. Super Tiger’s flailing around, trying to protest as much she can, despite Chi Chi having practically half a fist in her mouth.
Super Tiger: --n’t do it, Chi Chi! Stahp! Staaaaahp!!
Chiaki Sanada: Tiggy hold still! Chi Chi be done soon!
With a jerk of her wrist, her hand comes out and she lets Super Tiger go. The masked joshi falls forward onto her hands and knees, immediately spitting blood onto the mat much to the crowd’s horror. The referee is appalled at this and calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: Your winner, as a result of a disqualification: SUPER TIGER!
Chiaki doesn’t even seem to notice or even care about the announcement as she bends down into the blood splatter on the mat and picks up the molar she pried out of Super Tiger’s mouth. She confirms it to be a tooth and bounces up and down excitedly.
Chiaki Sanada: YATTA!! YATTA!! Arigatou gozaimashita, Tiggy-chan!
Chiaki goes baseball sliding out of the ring and victory running up the ramp and through the curtain. The referee and the ring doctor come to Super Tiger’s side as she holds her hand over her bloody mouth, looking confused as all hell at what just happened.
Jacob Frankel: Bernie, what the hell did we just witness?!
Bernadette Olson I’m as lost as you are, Jake!
Winner: Super Tiger
Result: Disqualification at 5:02 (Poppin’ Bottles)
Result: Disqualification at 5:02 (Poppin’ Bottles)
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
A Storm is Brewing
A Storm is Brewing
”And that’s where we’re at right now…”
Cameras cut after a moment to the office of Aloysius Marcus Vance IV, where he is still behind his desk with the massive form of Forge lurking in the background. He turns his laptop just a bit so Forge can see what’s playing out. This leads to a replay of Vanguard’s Championship Showcase main event where Duke Andrews, along with Damian Simmons and the Daughters of Darkness, scored a win over Eddy Todd, Mikaela Callaway and The Frontline, with Duke getting the pin over the Global Heavyweight Champion. From there, the clip changes to that of the revelation of the cases from the Seasons’ Beatings match… with the biggest reaction seemingly going to Honey Rydel’s winning control of Vanguard for a night. The view shifts back to the boss and his second-in-command, the former looking thoughtful while the latter looks, for lack of a better term, concerned.
Forge: Well, the answer is simple, like it or not…
Starts the massive biker, folding thickly-muscled arms across a broad chest.
Forge: He pinned the champ. He’s in line for a shot. Anything else is just bullshit.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: I’m inclined to agree. Duke will be a real challenge for Eddy… especially with that Reversal Contract. That was a pretty wild idea to start with.
Nodding a little, Forge gestures to the laptop.
Forge: But you know good and damn well that Honey ain’t gonna use that case. Rather… she’ll use the fuckin’ thing, but it’ll be Bianca callin’ the damn shots. Tell me I’m wrong.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: I’d like to, but momma didn’t raise a liar.
Looking less than pleased with that outcome, AMV ends up chuckling about it regardless.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: It’ll put asses in seats, though.
Forge: You think money’s worth the bullshit that’ll be flyin’ with that bleached brat in charge?
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: As long as your security is on point and we have contingencies in place on the off-chance that she tries to do something… deleterious to the health of the company? Absolutely. Every action has a consequence, my friend.
Forge: Fine. So what about this Cordelia woman? She’s makin’ a lot of noise lately. Not all of it good. What’s the plot there?
AMV ponders this for a few moments, then taps a few keys on the keyboard and turns it Forge’s way again. The big man peers at the screen for a few moments, lifts a brow, and almost smiles.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: Like that, do you?
Forge: Can’t tell if you’re trying to break her down or build her up. Either way, it ought to be interesting.
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: I knew you’d get it.
Forge: And what about the Calinauts?
Aloysius Marcus Vance IV: Oh, I got a plot there, too. But that’s for Vanguard #14…
The meeting is left at that, as the show must go on.
MAIN EVENT
Vanguard Championship Match
Singles/One Fall
Demos vs. Javier Mateo Duran (C)
Vanguard Championship Match
Singles/One Fall
Demos vs. Javier Mateo Duran (C)
DING! DING! DING!
Right off the bat Demos looks to impose his will on Javier, but the Vanguard Champion surprises the Cerberus by matching his power very well, firing back right hands to match the hard haymakers of Demos. It looks like the two are trying to pulp one another’s faces, but neither goes down from the onslaught. It takes a knee to the midsection to get Demos ahead of Javier, but a charge ends with him dropped throat-first over the top rope and choked over the middle strand before a running double-knee has Demos leaving the ring, conferring with Zoi as Javier paces back and forth, daring the big man to return!
Demos comes back in, doubling-down on the violence and backing Javier into the ropes. A hand to the face bends the champion back over the top rope, allowing for a few crushing open-handed strikes to the chest. Unable to feel pain, Javier has no defense for the wind being forced out of him, and Demos uses that to his advantage, grabbing Javier around the throat and chucking him across the ring with a biel. A charging tackle crushes Javier against the buckles but a second attempt ends with a boot to Demos’s face. A second charge sees him crash into the buckles chest-first, but a suplex attempt only gets Javier an elbow to the jaw and a hard clothesline, knocking him to the mat.
Javier rises up and Demos continues the punishment, now taking a patient approach with a throwing spinebuster and a jumping elbow. Javier still weathers the assault, though, kicking out of pin attempts and never staying down for long. A rebound belly-to-belly overhead suplex gets a near-fall for the Cerberus, but also agitates Javier, who comes back with the ¡Muere, Muere, Muere!, showing off his power and stamina, though shockingly this doesn’t lead to a three-count! Not used to taking hits like this, Demos is slower to respond… but a whip into the buckles lets him show off some agility when he leaps to the second rope and comes off with a big shoulderblock that knocks Javier down. Demos seems to want the Ancient Slam, but Javier fights his way out, putting on the Agarre de la Muerte! At that moment, Damian Simmons charges into the ring and when Javier shoves Demos aside, Damian obliterates him with a running kick! Rebounding off the ropes, Javier is dropped with the Skyfall, leaving Senior Official Butch Ward with no choice but to call for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!
Spirit Montego: Your winner via disqualification… and STILL the Vanguard Champion… JAVIER MATEO DURAN!
Winners: Javier Mateo Duran
Result: Disqualification at 11:16 (Interference)
ENDING SEGMENT
Monsters Never Die
Monsters Never Die
Damian seems to be far from done, though, mounting and driving right hands into the head of Javier while Katie cheers him on from the outside! Demos, taking offense to this as Damian cost him the match, attacks Simmons and the two big brutes start clobbering one another instead!
Jacob Frankel: It’s a battle of the beasts! And Demos is holding his own against Damian!
Bernadette Olson: And even after a hard-hitting match, too!
Jacob Frankel: Whoa, what a shot!
A hard headbutt is the reason for Jacob’s exclamation, more so when it leads to Simmons hitting the Skyfall on Demos as well! Javier, still having some fight in him, attacks… until Damian gives him ANOTHER Skyfall, this time ON TOP OF DEMOS! Zoi is apoplectic on the outside of the ring and Katie joins her monster in the ring, handing him the dropped Vanguard Championship which Damian holds up high!
Bernadette Olson: Not sure what’s gonna come of this, but if I were a betting woman, I’d say we’re headed for a triple threat for the gold!
Jacob Frankel: Beating one or the other, meaning Demos or Damian, is hard enough! Could Javier reasonably defend against both?!
Bernadette Olson: Looks like we’ll have to wait and see! But that’s all for tonight!
Jacob Frankel: See you in two weeks for Vanguard #14, folks!
