Vanguard #14 (02/15/23)

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As the show’s opening video finishes playing, the opening pyro goes off, the music quickly switches to “Waking Lions” by Pop Evil. The cheers from the crowd quickly became a mixed reaction as The Epitome of Perfection emerged from behind the gorilla curtain. Sporting a pair of red long wrestling tights, the design was in white and black. A black leather vest was unzipped as he mouthed off to a few people standing in the front row.

He saw a sign that had positive things towards Eddy Todd and swiped it from the person in the crowd as the camera zoomed in.

Duke Andrews: This sack of shit’s days are numbered!

His hands peeled down and ripped the poster board in two before tossing it to the side. He continued his strut towards the ring. Stopping at the base of the ramp where it opens up towards the ringside area, raising his hands to the sky and encouraging the crowd to let him have it. Slowly he made his way around to the far side of the ring, snagging a microphone from Spirit Montego before rolling into the ring.

Once he hopped to his feet inside the ring, he gave Senior Official Butch Grant a head nod before he walked to the far corner and scaled the ropes. Turning his body and taking a seat on the top turnbuckle as his music began to fade out.

Duke Andrews: Luckily for you in the crowd I don’t get paid by the hour, but instead for the job. So I will make like an Eddy Todd appearance, and you’ll hardly know I was here!

A shot from the future World Champion as the current champion hasn’t been around much in his eyes.

Duke Andrews: I spent a few days trying to wrap my head around this match tonight. And I came to realize that AMV has no idea what he’s doing and that’s why this shit is booked, but I need a little action in the ring to keep in shape. I guess that’s what it was for? I guess he needed the draw. Opening segment, higher ratings, more money in my pocket, I’m okay with that.

He paused as he hunched forward, running his tongue along his teeth under his lips as he looked down into the ring. Biting at his lower lip before he looked back upward towards the camera and crowd.

Duke Andrews: What I am not okay with, is the fact that this company is being held hostage by a half sack piece of trash that doesn’t feel the need to be here on a nightly basis. One that spends more time hitching his wagon to his ugly ass chick instead of promoting what should be the number one title in this industry. Yet it’s always an afterthought with Eddy. It’s a prop. It propped his ego and that’s all that he wanted. But before he comes out tonight to try and woo the crowd back into his good graces, understand that I see through his bullshit. I do, Eddy. You’ve dodged me long enough and you know that I know that when you do have to finally stand across from me, one on one, it’s over.

Duke hopped off the turnbuckle and back into the ring.

Duke Andrews: I know you’re here tonight. I know you’ve got eyes on this match, so bring Jezzi out here and watch what happens when she has to go one on one with the best wrestler alive.

Duke tossed the microphone from the ring as he removed his vest, waiting on Jezzi coming down to the ring.



The cameras go backstage where we see Queens of Chaos member Jessie Robinson sitting in catering, enjoying their food. Other members of the roster and staff are seen milling about as Jessie munches happily. They stick another piece of food in their mouth, beginning to chew when suddenly they grab their cheek.

Jessie Robinson: OUCH!

They pout and rub the spot softly, whimpering. In the background, we see Chiaki Sanada look up from her plate and her head perks when she sees Jessie. She gets up from her chair and disappears out of frame, moving from her table.

Jessie Robinson: Owwieeeee…

Jessie rubs their cheek some more and starts to go back to eating when all of a sudden, Chiaki comes into frame, right behind them. She grabs Jessie under the chin from behind and yanks their head back; her bottle opener brandished in her other hand.

Chi Chi Sanada: HOLD STILL, JESSIE! CHI CHI GET TEEFIE OUT!!

Jessie Robinson: AGH!! CHI CHI N–URRRGH!!!

Before Jessie can get their protest out, Chiaki has her fist practically shoved into their mouth. Jessie flails their arms, feebly slapping against Chaki.

Chi Chi Sanada: NO STRUGGLE!!! BE OVER SOON!!

Jessie lets out muffled protests and begins whining in pain before we hear a POP! Everyone else around them looks on in horror as Chiaki pulls a bloody molar out of Jessie’s mouth and lets her go. Jessie lurches forward, leaning over the table with blood trickling out of their mouth.

Chi Chi Sanada: SEE?! DONE FAST! SANKYU DESU!!

Chiaki bows, pats Jessie on the head and goes running off. We hear her go running out of the room as Jessie holds a hand to their mouth with tears in their eyes and a look of confusion and astonishment on their face.

Jessie Robinson: Wh..wh…why did you do that?!

Jane Harper: Yo, Jessie! What happened?!

A moment later, we see Jane Harper and GoGo come running into frame, standing around poor Jessie as they look up at them with puppy dog eyes, pointing towards the door. Somewhere in the hallway, we hear the cackle of Chiaki echoing throughout.

GoGo: She went that way! CHEECH! WHAT Y’ALL DOING?!

She takes off running in the direction Chiaki disappeared in. Jane stands beside Jessie, not knowing how to really console them. She hands them a napkin for the blood, pats them on the shoulder and takes off after GoGo.

Jane Harper: CHEECH! BABY, GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!!

Jessie picks up the napkin and sticks in their mouth, whimpering through their confusion as we cut to the next scene.

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We cut backstage to find Grace Savoy standing by with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.

Grace Savoy: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, “The Crushed Spirit” Laura Pinkerton.

The camera pans out a little to reveal Laura Pinkerton standing beside the interviewer dressed ready to compete along with her Queens of Chaos T-shirt.

Grace Savoy: Laura? Tonight you’re going up against the current Iron Heart Champion and fellow Queen of Chaos, Mikaela Callaway in a non-title match. What’s going through your mind right now?

Laura Pinkerton: What’s going through my mind, Grace? It’s simple really. I obviously impressed AMV in my debut match here when I soundly defeated the veteran, Cass Baumer. Because now I have the opportunity to score a victory over a current champion here in HYBRID.

She pauses for a moment and smirks.

Laura Pinkerton: Of course, it just so happens that the current champion he’s put me against is a fellow Queen in Mikaela Callaway.

Pinkerton nods.

Laura Pinkerton: One thing I can guarantee from tonight, as has already been shown via social media, is that at least tonight I am going up against someone who respects me… and who I respect back. Cass Baumer didn’t say a word about her match against me… she was overlooking me… underestimating me… and I showed her exactly what I am capable of doing in that ring. I--

The blonde English woman pauses, looking off camera as Mikaela Callaway walks into camera view also dressed to compete and sporting her own Queens of Chaos T-shirt and with her Iron Heart Championship resting over her shoulder.

Mikaela Callaway: We--are Queens of Chaos.

Mikaela says as she steps in and throws up the QoC hand gesture which Laura reciprocates before Mikaela continues.

Mikaela Callaway: And like our Ollie says: we are Un. Like. Anyone. That includes all the self entitled wannabe fake ass “Queens” that like to talk talk talk but can’t back it up worth a damn. If it were any of them in this situation? They’d be crying foul, unfair, conspiracy bullshit but see, Grace: Laura and I are gonna go out there and show the rest of HYBRID - hell, the rest of the wrestling world - why the Queens of Chaos have so quickly taken over this industry. We steal the show, each of us, on our own individually. You stick two of us in the ring together? We’re about to straight tear this sum-bitch down, ain’t we Laura?

Mikaela and Laura throw up the “Too Sweet” again as Mikaela steps back beside her and turns the mic back over to her.

Laura Pinkerton: Damn right! And no matter the outcome of tonight? Mikaela and I will be stronger together than ever before because the Queens of Chaos aren’t just some thrown together group of talented individuals… we are a family… Hell… we’re stronger and closer than a family. So when we step between those ropes later tonight and beat the Hell out of each other? Giving everyone watching just a small glimpse into why we were picked to be members of the greatest group in all of professional wrestling? The only question that will be asked will be asked by those following us later on the card. And that question will be, how are we going to follow that?

Mikaela Callaway: Spoiler!

Mikaela pipes up with a hand raising, index finger extended and smirks at the camera.

Mikaela Callaway: You probably can’t…but y’all can certainly try! Now, y’all back in the production truck. Run them tracks u–

She stops short and taps her chin, looking up with a thoughtful look on her face and shakes her head.

Mikaela Callaway: Nah, ya know what? Hit OUR damn music. We’re about to run this shit Queens style.

Mikaela turns back to Laura and the two dap and bump fists as the Queens of Chaos’ group theme, I Prevail’s “Bow Down” kicks in out in the arena and the pair head off towards Gorilla position together, side by side.



We cut backstage to the locker room where we see The Calinauts, Captain Cosmo and Aiden Marino who are engaged in an epic battle of chess. Both of them are intently focused on the game at hand as Cosmo moves one of his pieces on the board.

Captain Cosmo: Checkmate!

Aiden looked from the chessboard to Cosmo and back again a few times, shaking his head at first. Eventually, he shrugged and did a little clap.

Aiden Marino: Well played, Cosmo! Although, I do have to ask…

He paused and gave Cosmo a strange look before continuing with his question.

Aiden Marino: Why in the world did you choose chess?

Captain Cosmo: Simple, friend Aiden!

Cosmo leans in closer to his tag team partner, looking from side to side, being all secretive… which of course is entirely pointless since the camera is on them and is watching and listening to their every move.

Captain Cosmo: Tonight we are taking on the Darkness Daughters! As well as being very good at the wrestling… they are also very good at the mind games!

The Captain taps the side of his head.

Captain Cosmo: We need to train our mind so we do not succumb to their mind games! And chess is a perfect game to play to help with the mind!

Aiden Marino: Well… I'll give you that much. It certainly is a mind game, that's for sure. And the Daughters of Darkness are no strangers to any of it.

Aiden shrugged a little before sitting back in his seat.

Aiden Marino: Lana and Jamie have quite the connections in wrestling from their families in one way or another. And together, they’ve been tag team champions previously. They’re not going to be easy to beat by any means whatsoever.

Captain Cosmo: This is very true! But do not forget, friend Aiden! The Lost were also former tag team champions in their own right too and we defeated them in our debut here! So while we are certainly not overlooking the Darkness Daughters and what they have accomplished! They would be wise to not do the same thing with us!

Aiden Marino: That’s very true. While they’re a force to be reckoned with, we are as well! We’ve proven ourselves and will continue to do so tonight when we step into the ring!

Captain Cosmo: Precisely!

Cosmo then turns towards the camera and grins widely.

Captain Cosmo: Okay! That is all from The Calinauts! Goodbye!

The Captain waves awkwardly as Marino gives a brief salute to the camera as we cut elsewhere.

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We find the Daughters of Darkness, along with their manager, backstage. They are headed towards the ringside area. With their match moments away Lana slows to a stop and looks into the camera. Jamie and Ashe both stop as well.

Lana Corvin: Another night in HYBRID and another tag team match for the Daughters of Darkness. We have come up against the newest addition to the HYBRID tag team roster. Last time Little Sister and I were in that ring we participated in a win against a team featuring the current HYBRID Global Tag Team Champions. We’ll be taking this match as a warm-up for our eventual shot at those tag titles.

Lana pauses and looks to her father and wife.

Lana Corvin: Calinauts, this isn’t anything personal. You two are just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Had this been a match for you against any other team you might have been luckier. But you pulled the lot against the Corvins. That is bad luck for you. Once this is over you two can go on about your merry business and do, whatever it is you do.

Another pause.

Lana Corvin: Meanwhile Jamie and I will continue our climb to the top. It is about time HYBRID had a REAL tag team to lead their division. One that will draw in more teams. One that will be the standard bearers for the rest of this year. Enjoy your moment in the ring with us. This can be the time you tell your children and grandchildren about. When you were in the ring with the greatest tag team of all time.

Jamie Emmerson: Goddess be Praised.

Jamie’s voice was quiet yet oddly sinister. The group then resume their march toward the ring.



The scene opens backstage, where we see a banner that says Happy Royalty Day; the cameras are indeed inside the locker room of the Royal Couple who, a show ago, got a victory over former tag team champions in Natural Resources. The cameras soon spot Summer and Simple Simon who are both working on the decorations to make sure everything was perfect; within a few moments, coming into view is none other than the former Ironheart Champion herself, Queen Bianca Davis. She was dressed in a stunning purple gown, black high heels to match her purple and black scepter, and the black crown she had on her head. The Queen looked around with her nose up in the air as she spoke eying her surroundings.

Queen Bianca Davis: Where are the roses? I specifically said for roses, not these.

Bianca pointed to the Sun Flowers with a look of disgust. As Simon immediately looks shaken, knowing the Queen is upset.

Queen Bianca Davis: It was simple roses because the Royal Couple is the roses of the tag team division, and I am the rose of Hybrid. Simon, Summer, don’t think I will allow you and your incompetence to ruin this night for us.

Simple Simon: I am sorry, my Queen they were all out.

Queen Bianca Davis: What do you mean all out of roses?!

Simon gulped before continuing on.

Simple Simon: See, all the shops around here were out and?

Bianca snaps angrily, interrupting Simon rudely.

Queen Bianca Davis: That's enough, Simon!

Summer tries to speak up, but a glare of the Queen keeps her from doing so, however, soon they are joined by Princess Honey Rydel.

Princess Honey Rydel: What’s going on here?

Summer comes up to her feet to explain the situation when Honey notices the sunflowers pointing them out.

Princess Honey Rydel: What are these? These aren’t roses.

Summer: No, Miss-

Princess Honey Rydel: Princess.

Summer: No, Princess Ho-

Princess Honey Rydel: Miss. Princess.

Summer sighs trying again.

Summer: No, Miss. Princess Honey.

Princess Honey Rydel: I’d accept Her Royal Highness as well, but you’re still learning. Go on.

Despite everything, Summer still maintains enough of a composure to deliver a curtsy.

Summer: No, Miss. Princess Honey, Her Royal Highness, these aren’t roses.

Princess Honey Rydel: Yeah, I know that, you idiot. Could’ve just told me right away!

Summer: I’m sorry. It’s just, with Valentine’s having just passed and-

Princess Honey Rydel: I’m sorry, are these excuses? What good is a maid who can’t produce a single rose? Know what? Eat them.

Summer: Wh-what?

Princess Honey Rydel: EAT the sunflower. You’re going to find out why you don’t get the wrong flower and try blaming others.

Summer glances around, even looking toward Bianca and Simon wondering if they support Honey’s decision here. Bianca eyes them with a cold look as Simon looks on nervously as she spoke.

Queen Bianca Davis: Also, Simon did you get the right song to play I mean this is Royalty Day after all. I mean, this is supposed to be the grandest day in the history of days quite honestly a day to honor us me and the Princess.

Bianca smiled brightly at Honey before turning her gaze back to Simon.

Queen Bianca Davis: Well…

The posh Queen tapped her foot impatiently as Simon spoke.

Simple Simon: The band will be here soon for you, to play the songs you specifically requested they are held up by traffic...

Queen Bianca Davis: Ugh, idiots! I am surrounded by idiots! I ask you to make sure they get travel plans in order, so they can be here at exactly 9:15 pm, exactly, to celebrate this amazing day for us, and you can’t make sure that OCCURS?! Simon, you know I don’t tolerate failure!

Simon immediately gets on his knees in front of the Queen as bows his head.

Simple Simon: Your majesty, I am so sorry I know I put in there, but I should have been clearer with them. Please forgive me.

The Queen's gloved hand is out as he kisses the ring to show his loyalty to her. After a few kisses, the Queen removed her hand as looked down while happier, she sitll had a look of disgust.

Queen Bianca Davis: Simon, on your feet, and don’t let this happen AGAIN! Also, kiss the ring. Don’t make out with it.

Summer watches while tenderly eating the sunflower leaves one light nibble at a time as though still holding onto the hope someone will tell her to stop. She glances over and sees Honey looking a bit…dazed and steps toward her bringing the princess from her state.

Princess Honey Rydel: Hm? Oh, right. Don’t screw up again. Either of you. In fact, since you fouled up the plan of making certain the singers you’ll both sing for our amusement.

Summer swallows the tiny bit of leaf she has in her mouth before clearing her throat when Honey snatches the flower.

Princess Honey Rydel: Don’t sing with your mouth full!

Summer just stares for a moment before nodding glancing toward Simon wondering about the song they should be singing. While she does, Honey approaches Bianca and sighs.

Princess Honey Rydel: Good help is truly hard to find, no?

Queen Bianca Davis: Ugh tell me about it, anyway I need to get out of here before I lose it, Honey lets go let these two get ready when we get back here either have an update or be prepared to start signing!

The Queen then leaves the locker room, with a saunter. Honey watches Bianca go tilting her head a bit as she lightly twists the sunflower’s stem. When she hears Summer’s shoes she blinks back to normal and looks to the others.

Princess Honey Rydel: Yeah.

She wanders off following Bianca as Summer looks toward Simon getting a sense of something deeper going on but remains silent for now.

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Vanguard cuts backstage where Cordelia Clark is standing by. She knows that she’s got a monumental challenge ahead and for most wrestlers her age, this is something that would intimidate them. But Cordelia? If she’s intimidated or worried, she’s doing a great job hiding it as her demeanor is definitely calm. The camera is on her, she’s aware of it, and her poise is remaining sturdy as she begins to express her thoughts.

Cordelia Clark: It is definitely obvious that some of the comments I made two weeks ago definitely created a stir…

Cordelia takes a brief pause while she takes in this acknowledgement.

Cordelia Clark: Whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing will be determined in the long run and that’s not an answer that we’re going to get tonight. Ultimately, of course, that’s also going to be determined by me. Now, I get that I let out some frustrations in my match and all, but don’t you think the commentary team might be worrying a bit too much? Dare I say, it’s like they’re worried that I’m going to turn into my cousin or something… or at least that’s how my mind interpreted that. They’re right about one thing. The first show of 2023 with the briefcase match and how that ended for me definitely was a factor in that…

But, let’s not create a ‘sky is falling’ picture here because this is nowhere close to that. What was even more curious was later in the night where they were talking about this match that I have tonight being a ‘build up or tear down’ type of situation. And I get it. When you’re facing someone like Javier, yeah that’s a high pressure opponent. When you have a title on the line, it certainly adds to it but I will say that ‘build up’ is the only way this is going for me. It’s all about how I take the situation at the end of the day. Still, the way that came off, they were really making it seem like they were about to throw me in there against Eric Donovan or something.

Look, there may be some things I’ve said recently where I maybe should’ve worded better, but I’m not going to take back anything that I said. I had to take a stand, for myself. Most wrestlers that capitalize on their potential do it because they take a stand, they advocate for themselves and they don’t allow themselves to fall behind and be seen as a pushover just because they want to play it safe and keep quiet. That’s not the kind of wrestler I was brought up to be. This match tonight is a case example of what can happen when you’re bold enough to advocate for yourself.

And no, this isn’t going to be ‘careful what you wish for’...

Because what I have really come to learn as of late is that I am more than just potential, more than just ‘young with a bright future’ and that I shouldn’t accept the way things are going if I don’t like how they’re going. Javier, even if you win, you’re not going to make me regret what I said two weeks ago. This kind of match is exactly what I came here for and those of you that think that this is going to ‘tear me down’ need to see the big picture.

Cordelia stops as she thinks about the big picture. She remembers how she felt when she found out about this Vanguard title match.

Cordelia Clark: I could’ve taken the match against Eddy Todd as a ‘tear down’ attempt, but I didn’t. I’ve never seen any of my matches this way and at the end of the day, attitude is everything. Why would I be worried about an attempt to tear me down? This match isn’t going to destroy me. You can’t destroy me, Javier and yeah, you may be the betting favorite to retain, but that doesn’t mean I am going to lie down and give up. This is going to be a night for me to shine and prove that I’ve got what it takes to be here and to be among the best that this roster has to offer. No more ‘potential tease’, no more ‘youth and inexperience’ burdens and excuses, I AM going to become the new VANGUARD Champion! This match will not break me down. Javier won’t break me down. I WILL find a way… and I will win that title tonight!

Cordelia leaves the backstage area full of vigor and determination. The crowd is definitely appreciating her passion as the scene cuts out.



We cut backstage to show the Global Heavyweight Champion Eddy Todd. He is standing dressed for his match with the title slung over a shoulder. He strokes his salt-and-pepper beard.

Eddy Todd: You know, I can only imagine how much that punk has been running his mouth. Boasting about how he was finally able to pin me in an eight-person match. We all know he will conveniently forget to mention it took not only his move but two massive powerbombs from someone else to get the job done. Well done, bitch. You finally did it. Took you long enough and with enough help. Without your massive buddy there to save you it would have been yet another loss for you to me.

Eddy chuckles.

Eddy Todd: And I bet that chaps your ass the most. The fact your one victory over me comes with a massive asterisk next to it. Sad little man who can’t get the job done by himself. Needed someone to help him cross that line. But, we all know you are going to neglect to mention that. It’s alright, little man, we all get it. You need all the help you can get. Bet you got yourself a nice big prescription for some little blue pills too.

Eddy gives a little wink and a smirk to the camera.

Eddy Todd: But enough about the walking Busch Light commercial. I have something more imminent to worry about. Some punk kid who thinks he’s gonna get famous off of ol’ Eddy Todd. Kid, you ain’t the one. You got some talent, anyone can see that. But you are goin about this all wrong. You want to try and come out for blood? Is that supposed to scare me? You obviously haven’t done your due diligence, kid. I’ve been threatened with that by people who could actually do it without a second thought. You ain’t that kind of special, kid.

Eddy pauses and takes a deep breath.

Eddy Todd: But you got some fire in you. I hope you can keep that after I ruin your ambitions. You’re free to go about making your name in this business, but you ain’t gonna use me to do it. I’ll give you another proper lesson in this business. I just hope you take it to heart. But knowing the type of person you appear to be, you’ll get all pissed off you couldn’t back up your talk. You’ll cry all kinds of foul and every other excuse you can to try and make up for your shortcomings. Sad reality of this business these days but it is what it is.

Eddy shakes his head.

Eddy Todd: Take what I’m gonna do as a learning opportunity, kid. Learn from this. Use it to improve yourself in the future. Grow from it. I want you to know that what I do isn’t going to be personal. This is just another job for me. A match in a long line of matches. I probably won’t even remember you when my career finally comes to an end. That ain’t anything against you kid. Just been around and done this more than anyone else in HYBRID has or hopes to. You’re just another self-proclaimed god come to fall at the feet of the Beggar King.

Eddy gives another wink and a nod. He then walks off screen towards the ring.

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We cut to the dressing room of the "Samoan War Machine" Aleki Kekoa. The HYBRID newcomer is tightly pulling the straps of his right handguard in final preparation for his non-title match against HYBRID Global Heavyweight Champion Eddy Todd. He looks up at the live camera with a cold glare.

Aleki Kekoa: HYBRID Nation... it's time to go to war. And as fate would have it, my first match back in 2023 is against the reigning, defending Global Heavyweight Champion, the King of Beggars, Eddy Todd. Some would say it is the luck of the draw that the FUTURE of HYBRID rEvolution is facing the present and soon to be past of this company. But it is not luck that I am facing this company's best. No, HYBRID Nation, it is DESTINY that I test my skills, knowledge, and talent against the so-called champion of HYBRID rEvolution. I respect what Eddy Todd has accomplished in his career. I respect the fact that Eddy Todd has put this company on his back since its inception. But what I do NOT respect about Eddy Todd is his dismissal of the Samoan War Machine Aleki Kekoa!

Aleki burns a hole into the camera with his eyes and sneers slightly.

Aleki Kekoa: I am NOT the average rookie chirping at the champion for attention. I am a fourth generation professional wrestler, born and bred to rise to the top of this sport and take his place amongst the greats. And yet Eddy Todd scoffs at me like a piece of trash stuck to his shoe. I am just an inconvenience to the HYBRID Global Heavyweight Champion, a foregone conclusion, who means nothing in the grand schemes of the Beggar King.

The Samoan War Machine pauses in disgust.

Aleki Kekoa: So be it. If Eddy Todd wants to shorten the remaining time he has left in the ring, I will gladly expedite his exit. You see, the wolf on the top of the hill is never as hungry as the wolf climbing the hill. If the champion will not respect me then I will MAKE him respect me.

Aleki turns his attention to his opponent.

Aleki Kekoa: I refuse to be an afterthought, Eddy. Like I told you on social media, I don't give in. I don't settle. I don't lower my expectations to fit your narrative. I was born to stand out. I was born to lead. I was born to be champion whether you like it or not. It may not be tonight. Yet tonight is a proving ground. A test of what is possible. A preview of your near future. But the day will come when you and I will meet for the HYBRID Global Heavyweight Championship. And on that day I will not only take your title, Eddy, I will make you MY AFTERTHOUGHT. And you will RESPECT me whether you like it or not!

Fade to black.



The scene opens up on Katie Simmons while she waits outside of her’s and her husband’s locker room for her charge, Damian. She’s looking down at her phone until she finally picks up on the camera pointed at her. She sneers for just a split second before putting her phone in her pocket and putting on a forced smile

Katie Simmons: Hello, HYBRID fans. How… nice… of you to drop by again. We don’t have long to talk because my husband is about to go out and give you all a show again. Another main event for The Colossus because the people upstairs know his value. I hope you all follow their lead too.

It’s at this point where the door behind The Siren opens and her husband walks into the hallway, ducking down to fit under the doorway. Damian towers over his wife, who is wearing a real smirk on her face now.

Katie Simmons: I seriously hope those two boys know they should be showing their respect to Damian too. As he’s shown two weeks ago, his lose to Mr. Duran was a fluke. The light shining on a dog’s you-know-what and all that. Damian does not lose twice in a row. He’s human, of course, but losing just makes Damian mad. And nobody likes him when he's mad…

She giggles and looks up at her husband, who leans down to kiss her.

Katie Simmons: Except me of course. And that’s why Demos should be afraid tonight. He’s big and bad, sure. But my husband is bigger and badder. I’m sure that man isn’t used to looking up at his opponents but that’s what he has to deal with tonight. Because the person behind me is seven feet, two inches of MAN. And it doesn’t matter if you’re two-eighty or eight-twenty. He’s going to throw you around like taking out the trash. I know you’re not happy about two weeks ago, Demos, but-

As Katie speaks, a hooded figure walks through the shot. Before they exit the shot, Katie clears her throat loudly, causing the person to turn around. They drop their hood to reveal Alexis Lemon.

Katie Simmons: Excuse you. What are you doing?

The teenager looks a little confused and a lot annoyed.

Alexis Lemon: Just… heading to my locker room.

She extends a hand to the redhead, who doesn’t budge, giving Lemon the death stare.

Alexis Lemon: Name’s Alexis. Alexis Lemon.

Katie stays silent, glaring a hole through the other woman. Eventually Lexi lowers her hand with a smirk. She then turns her attention to Damian. She pats him on the chest.

Alexis Lemon: Good luck out there, big guy.

She backs away, giggling, leaving The Simmons’ staring with hate-filled eyes before returning focus to the camera.

Katie Simmons: As I was saying… Demos, I know you’re in an unfamiliar situation tonight, and while I don’t know the feeling, I feel for you. I’ll be thinking about you for maybe… a minute after we’re done with you.

The redhead shrugs

Katie Simmons: Maybe. Anyway, Damian will be taking that Vanguard title back very soon. Oh, that reminds me. Javy, baby, do yourself a favor and stay out of our way tonight, yeah? I know you don’t feel pain but that doesn’t stop bones from breaking. We’ll get to you in due time, don’t cut in line, okay? Just sit in the back and hug that title close to your chest. Say goodbye, cry, whatever it is you do. I don’t judge… at least not publicly. Because Damian will be taking it back soon enough. Then you can go back to coaching your little football team without any distractions! Isn’t that nice of Damian? You can thank him when the match is over. You know where to find him. Damian is more than happy to shoulder the burden of being HYBRID’s TOP champion. Clearly he’s big and strong enough…

As she speaks, she walks next to Damian, rubbing a hand up and down his swollen bicep.

Katie Simmons: The two of you are just pretenders. And when the time comes for Damian’s rematch, he will prove it to you…

She chuckles to herself through just one quick breath.

Katie Simmons: Demos… Fitting. Because tonight is simply going to be a demonstration of my hubby’s power.

She twirls her fingers in a wave as she turns and walks out of the shot. With an angry huff, Damian is quick to follow her.