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“ And we’re back in action. During the picture in picture, the momentum shifted and Arthur got the upper hand thanks to interference by Adam Sullivan. ” Christian runs at Thierry and floats over him, but Thierry quickly catches him and hits him with a backbreaker.
“ Arthur was looking for a DDT, but Thierry with the backbreaker! ” He slams Christian on the mat.
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“ Quick kick-out. ” Thierry turns him over, putting him in an arm bar.
“ Thierry’s last two matches were in tag matches against The Yes Men. There was the four corners tag match at Bloodlust just last night, which the Slaters somehow won, and one with Bart against him and Adam Sullivan a week before when Christian pinned him to get a spot in that four corners match. ”
Christian groans and attempts to roll to his knees.
“ Well, that brings me to my thought about who the most decorated wrestler in the ring is right now, it’s Thierry. Two-time BCW World Champion, three-time tag champion, in fact he was the inaugural champion back in 2000. He’s held titles in British promotions and in Japan, but Christian hasn’t gotten to that level yet. ”
“ Well, I think that comes down to the age difference. Thierry’s been wrestling since the late 90s, and Christian started half a decade ago. ”
“ Fair enough, Casey. I am sorry for insulting your brother. ”
“ Sure. ” In the ring, Christian has turned them over, and grabbed Thierry’s legs, attempting to put him in a Boston crab.
“ Oh, Arthur’s looking for the Five Star! ” The crowd begins to cheer as Christian tries to muscle him onto his stomach, when suddenly Thierry twists and flips the man on his back.
“ Oh! What a counter! ” Both men rise to their feet. Christian runs forward attempting a lariat, but the older man ducks and as the blonde runs straight at him once again, Thierry lifts Christian in the air, and the man falls to the mat with a thud.
“ Back body drop! ” The blonde writhes on his back as the crowd cheers for his opponent. Adam is on the apron with desperate eyes as he bangs on the apron.
“Come on!” He yells. “ Sullivan looks frustrated. ”
“ And very handsome, as I am sure Casey is thinking. ”
“ I wasn’t. ”
“ Mhmm. ”
“ I wasn’t! ”
“ No! I believe you. Not! ” Jenson groans as Thierry lifts Christian up and by the ropes, dropping him on top for hotshot before springing himself onto the apron.
“ Hotshot on the top rope. ” The blonde grabs his throat dramatically and rolls to the middle of the ring.
The referee checks on him and from behind Thierry, Adam jumps onto the apron and hits him with a lariat to the throat.
“ Oh! What a lariat on the apron! Did you hear that thud?! ” The crowd boos loudly as he tosses the man into the ring. As Thierry rolls in, the ref yells at Adam, who holds his hands up.
“What did I do? I didn’t do anything!”
“ Lies. ” Christian picks Thierry up as the ref turns around. He whips Thierry toward the ropes, and the man springboards off the rope, bringing his opponent to the mat with a moonsault.
“ Oh! Big offense from Montana! ”
“ Christian tried to keep him grounded, but that’s over now! ” After Thierry executes the moonsault, he quickly goes for the cover, hooking Christian's leg as the referee slides into position to make the count.
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2!
But Christian manages to kick out at two and a half.
"Close call for Arthur!" Thierry pulls Christian up to his feet and whips him into the corner, following up with a running forearm smash. The impact staggers Christian, who slumps down in the corner.
"Thierry Montana taking control of the match! He's relentless in his offense!" As Christian writhes in the corner, Thierry runs back to the middle of the ring before zooming forward and hitting the blonde with a meteora.
“Meteora in the corner, and Thierry’s fired up!” The crowd cheers as Thierry puffs his chest. “He is a surprisingly spry and quick man for his age.” Thierry jumps onto the top turnbuckle with his back to Christian.
From below, Adam begins yelling at him.
“Oh, come on.”
“ And Sullivan is trying to interfere again! ” As the referee and Thierry argue with Adam, Christian is back up within a few seconds, grabbing Thierry by his shoulders and hits him with a backstabber.
“And the distraction gives Arthur an in once more, cover!”
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2!
Thierry kicks out fast and stands, clutching his back with a grimace. He swiftly runs forward, but Christian hits him with a knee to the gut, and catches him in a facelock.
“Arthur looking for a suplex!” He lifts him for a suplex, but twists him in the air for a backbreaker.
“ GREASED LIGHTNING! Cover! ”
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2…!
3-
Thierry kicks out, making the crowd exclaim in shock, and Christian stares in disbelief. “ Tried to get Thierry with his own finisher! But I get why he’s so shocked, rarely does anyone kick out of Greased Lightning! ” Jenson says, making Damon chuckle.
“ Yeah, except for Ricky, who kicked out of it 3 times before it stuck. Back when the endurance was full. ” Jenson snorts as Casey shakes her head.
“ I hope he hears that and fires you. ”
“ Well, it’s the truth. ” Thierry is now turned over by Christian as the blonde drives an elbow into his back. “ Not letting up on the back, it seems. ”
“ This is how he controls a match. When his opponent gets fired up, it’s either Adam or Jason there to slow them down, and then he pressures until he can get a win. ” Thierry grabs Christian out of nowhere, and drives him into the mat for a cover.
“ Quick cover here! And a quick out! ” Christian rolls out of the ring, and Thierry attempts to chase after him, but Adam steps in the way, inciting boos. The Canadian man rolls into the other side of the ring as Thierry and Adam argue.
As the former tries to get into the ring, the blond blocks his way. “Get outta my way!” In the ring, Christian catches the attention of the referee as Adam falls to a knee and quickly hits Thierry with a low blow. “ Oh! What a low blow!...See what I did there? ” Casey asks, making Damon groan.
“ The joke would’ve been funnier if you didn’t tell us the joke. ” Adam tosses Thierry into the ring and Christian grabs him, tossing him into the ring ropes before lifting him.
“ FLAPJACK! Oh, Arthur’s got it! FIVE STAR CRAB! ” He hits Thierry with a flapjack before flipping over into a Boston Crab.
Thierry tries to drag himself to the rope, but Christian drags them back to the middle of the ring. “ Oh! He’s gonna tap! ” Bart Arthur’s music begins to play and Christian and Arthur look toward the ramp and shock as Bart marches down it.
“ Seems Bart has seen enough of their cheating! He’s coming to defend his partner! ” Christian lets go of Thierry’s legs as Bart continues to argue with him and Adam. “Looks like they’re all getting into it- Oh! Thierry with the schoolboy! ”
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DING! DING! DING!
“Here’s your winner! Thierry Montana!”
“ That’s unfair! ”
“ How is that unfair, Damon? Adam and Chris were cheating the whole match! ” Casey yells, making the man scoff.
“ Whatever. ” Jenson rolls his eyes before looking at the camera. “ Let’s bring it backstage to Darren Q, who has a special exclusive interview for us. ”
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“Yes, Jenson, I am here with former 3-time Tag Team Champions, Triple X.” The crowd cheers.
“Fellas, last week, you and the Continental Champion, Bart Arthur, defeated the Yes Men in a six-man tag, and tonight, you’re taking on the debuting Spirit Society. But as of earlier tonight, the General Manager, Sam Heath, may have another match in mind. What are your thoughts?” Cassidy nods before looking into the camera.
“It’s a pleasure to have these kids on Velocity, truly. I’m sure if plans don’t change, we’ll steal the show, but Cross and Cutler are a whole other piece of bread and butter. All the loyal BCW fans have seen the wars. From the biggest stage to the smallest house show, we’ve had classic after classic. But the new guys…Spirit Society. I’ve seen their work, they’re good, fluid, reminds me of a young us.” Austin nods at his partner’s words before stepping up.
“But tonight, it doesn’t matter who steps up to us. We got time…and those tag titles, they’re ours. So Keith, Kelly, you better be looking over your shoulder cause 2018 is the year of Triple X.”
“Yeah, baby! Woo!” Darren chuckles as they walk off, putting the microphone back to his mouth.
“Well, guys that was-” There’s a sudden glitch in the footage as we go somewhere else. Azrael stands in front of a camera. Alyson Cole stands behind her, her gaze cast to the floor with a stoic expression.
“You all shame Alyson for doing what needed to be done…Amy Anarchy is going to be gone for a little bit of time. But a little bit of time is all we need. We’ve said it time and time again, we are here to rid you all of the hypocrites and the liars. Amy…”
[We see footage from 2013 as Amy injures Angelina Angel with a chair.]
“You are the biggest hypocrite of them all. You got what you deserved!”
[We see footage from Bloodlust as blood drips down her mouth from her nose.]
“What Alyson has done to you will be the last of what is to come!”
[We see footage from the week before as Amy wipes the mist from her eyes.]
“The transformation of your body, your mind, your soul…will be one of insurmountable pain. Pain that will consume you, change you. And whether the change suits you shall be determined, but know this…I have set the woman that you love free from the shackles of your lies…”
[We see footage where Amy was slyly looking down at Alyson’s title from when she was the champion.]
“Now that she is free, you shall feel her wrath.”
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“ Oh… ”
“ That was weird. ”
“ Well, last week, we’d heard, or at least I was informed, from our General Manager, Samantha Heath, that Alyson Cole will take on not only someone from her past, but yours as well Casey. Kerry Star makes her in-ring return against what many have said is Azrael’s new pretty puppet. ”
“ Well, like you said Jenson, Kerry is someone from not just her past, but ours. We’ve fought some of the greatest tag team matches in BCW history against that woman when she was teaming with Clarissa, and now…she’s a different woman. Five months post-op Kerry is a much different woman than she was in 2013. ”
Triple X’s music hits, and the crowd pops as the men walk out onto the apron.
DING! DING! DING!
“This is a tag team match set for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 499 pounds, Triple X!”
“ Let’s look at the match coming to us now. It seems GM Heath did not put Mc2 in this #1 contender’s match. Regardless, Cassidy made quite the statement, telling the Tag Team champions to watch their backs. ”
“ Well, they should. I know many don’t believe they’ll win, but they’ve been a threat to all of the tag teams in the past, and this year will be no different. ”
Both men stand on the middle turnbuckle, their long hair flowing down their backs as they lift their hands to the crowd. As they jump down, unfamiliar music begins to play.
“And their opponents, at a combined weight of-” Suddenly out of nowhere as Bryan and Julius step onto the stage, Matt Cutler and Mickey Cross attack them from behind, stopping their music as the crowd boos.
“ Wait, it's MC Squared! ” They stomp on the younger men as Cassidy and Austin duck out. “ It’s clear why they’re out here! ” Matt and Mickey turn to the larger men and run downstage, getting into a fight on the ramp.
“ And look how it’s breaking down! ”
Cassidy uses his strength to pull off Matt as Mickey gives Austin a low blow. The crowd exclaims as Austin crumbles onto the ground. “ What a cheap shot from Cross! ” As Cassidy is about to hit Matt, Mickey tries a football kick between his legs from behind, but groans in pain as he grabs his shin.
“ He tried the kick, but Cassidy learned his lesson from the last time! Maybe his partner will do the same! ” Cassidy turns slowly, looking down at Mickey with a smirk. Matt tries a sneak attack, but Cassidy catches him by the throat, turning them around and chokeslamming him onto Mickey.
“OH!” The crowd exclaims as security and officials run down the ramp. Cassidy walks over, picking up his partner.
“ And Cassidy and Wheeler standing tall! ”
“ I hope Bryan and Julius are okay, though! ” As Cassidy and Austin walk up the stage, they approach the younger men, each holding a hand out for one. The crowd cheers as they pick them up, not noticing Mickey and Matt sneer from the end of the ramp.
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We go backstage as we see Abbott Lee pacing in front of a door with ‘Sam Heath’ on it. He turns around for a second, and we hear footsteps when he shoots around with a sneer.
“Hey! You-” He pauses, and we see the camera pan as Max Styles stands before him. The crowd bursts into cheers as Abbott’s jaw stays open for a second before he shuts it. “Lee.” He says.
“Styles.” Max chuckles.
“Ya know, you still act like we never knew each other. It’s a bit insulting.” Abbott’s sneer returns. “We might as well haven’t. Why are you even here?”
“Same reason you are. You want a title shot, so do I.”
“You got yours.”
“So did you, when Blake took the title from you.” The crowd exclaims as Abbott grits his teeth. “Remember that? You choked, he hit you with the powerbomb, 1, 2, 3. No matter how many times he doesn’t accept your challenge-”
Abbott suddenly grabs him by the collar, seething as he connects their foreheads.
“Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?” He growls. “Why it makes me upset and annoyed, I’m sure you know.” Max smiles. “You still upset about that?”
“Gentlemen.” The men separate as the General Manager is shown, watching them with raised eyebrows. “Mr. Lee, if you’d like to come in first.” Abbott pushes Max back as he moves back. Sam opens the door, letting him in as Max straightens his shirt.
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We now cut to the ring where Chris Jensen stands.
“And what an interaction, a rivalry that defined both men’s careers, but now we are here. In the ring, one of, if not the greatest manager in BCW history, Chris Jensen.”
The crowd buzzes as he raises his microphone to his mouth.
“Hello, ladies and gentlemen…” The crowd cheers. “My name is Chris Jensen. You may know me for the various stars that have had my push, my management. Juiceman.Cameron Cage. As we just saw, Mr. Max Styles. The Irish Hound, your BCW Continental Champion, Bart Arthur. Now…there have been some failures, some duds, but one person who shocked the World when she debuted here as my client was the greatest Women’s wrestler in the history of this sport, Mary Deckard!” There’s a burst of cheers at her name as Chris smiles.
“I never thought I’d get a chance to do this again, but…with careful consideration, Carrington Reese gave me a call. Told me he found someone. A woman that is a specimen. Someone, that by BCW standards rivals the size of a Bobby Lee or an Alyson Cole. Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to present to you, all the way from Broome, West Australia…HAILEY STORM!”
The lights turn off, the crowd buzzing with anticipation as a blue light beams upon the top of the stage.
A woman walks out. She’s clearly tall and her muscles are highlighted by the light. She lifts her head and flexes her large biceps as some of the crowd cheers. Pyro goes off as the lights turn on with a blue hue.
“ Woah… ”
“ She looks impressive! ” She walks down the ramp as we see the light bounce off of her brown skin. She jumps onto the apron with ease, stretching her neck and muscles as she walks in. The lights turn back on as she stands right in front of Chris.
He walks next to her, handing her the microphone with a smirk.
“ You don’t see this often. ”
Hailey looks around at the crowd, holding the microphone in her hand as if she’s getting a feel for it. After a few seconds, she lifts it to her lips.
“Atlanta.” The crowd exclaims with cheers.
“You should be honored to be the first to see your new BCW Women’s World Champion.”
“ That’s a bold statement! ”
“Now…it may seem bold to make such a claim so soon, but I will tell you all this…whether or not the Women’s Champion is 100 percent when she returns does not matter to me. I want her as soon as I can get her. Now…as for the obvious stop in the road…Alyson Cole.”
“Uh oh.”
“You know her better than I do.” She looks over at the table where Casey sits between Jenson and Damon. “She knows her better than I do. And so, I will allow you to make your little games. Your stupid mystical bullsh*t, but trust…when the time comes, it’ll be me vs. Amy Anarchy for the World title. Now whether I have to run over you to get that shot…it’s all up to-”
See You on the Other Side by Ozzy Osbourne suddenly cuts her off, and the audience bursts into cheers.
“ NO WAY! ”
Angelina Angel steps onto the stage, looking around at the crowd with a microphone in her hand. Hailey and Chris glare as she bumps her head to her music.
“VOICES! A THOUSAND, THOUSAND VOICES!!” The crowd begins to sing as she walks slowly down the ramp.
“Listen to the crowd!” She walks down toward the ring as Hailey inaudibly speaks to Chris. “I CAN’T SEEM TO SEE YOU BABY! ALTHOUGH MY EYES ARE OPEN WIDE!” They yell as she walks up the stairs, stepping on the second turnbuckle on the outside to soak in the singing.
“YES, I’LL SEE YOU, I’LL SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE…YEAH!” The music quiets as Angelina steps inside of the ring. The crowd cheers as she looks over at Hailey.
As she lifts the microphone to her mouth, she chuckles.
“You know…as you started, I realized I already like you. You’re really impressive looking. Your muscles are bigger than my forehead.” She says with a smile. “But there was one thing that threw me a bit. It was you saying you’re the next Women’s World Champion.” Hailey nods.
“Heh. Well, as a 5-time Women’s World Champion…” The crowd cheers.
“I just want to tell you that…it’s not that easy. You see that man…” She points to Chris. “Made it very hard for me to get that first title. But believe me when I tell you that it took me time. I had to overcome the hardest son of a bitch I’ve ever had to fight. I fought Mary Deckard tooth and nail to win my first title, and then I won it four more times. So let me give you a bit of advice-”
“Who says I need your advice?” Hailey interrupts, making the audience ‘ooh’ as Angelina frowns. “See, Angie-” Angelina’s eyebrows raise at the nickname.
“I’m not like you. I’m no underdog. I’m the dog that rips out people’s throats.”
“Is that right?”
“Yeah! In fact…let’s look at the facts. When Mary was on her best run, crushing you like the little bug you were, she was on this side of the ring, with the special counsel of the best in the business, all you had was a woman who got released half a decade ago!” The crowd exclaims as Angelina clenches her jaw.
“Remember her? Your-Your best friend? Well, I don’t need friends in my corner, and I sure as hell don’t-” The crowd cheers as Angelina attacks Hailey, bringing her down.
“ That set her off! ” She hits Hailey with a few hits before standing up. She rips off her jacket with a sneer. She eyes Hailey writhing on the ground as she runs the ropes, looking for an attack, but Hailey nips up to her feet and grabs her throat.
“ Oh! Storm’s up! ” Angelina’s eyes are wide as Hailey brings her head between her head between her legs. She lifts Angelina up on her shoulder before grabbing her arms and laying her out with a Crucifix Powerbomb.
“ Oh, God! She just laid Angelina Angel out! ” The crowd boos as Hailey stands tall and Chris claps from the outside.