Blitzkrieg - Episode 4 - "Overtime"

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(COLD OPEN - EARLIER IN THE DAY, NOT AIRED FOR TELEVISION.)

(Using a phone to film the following, we are taken inside of the SWWS Locker Room. A room full of talent, from both Blitzkrieg and Paradigm, are seated individually with Johnny Sykes standing in the middle. He glances towards his left, featuring a bench with SWWS World Heavyweight Champion Theodor Pavel, SWWS World Champion Ava, SWWS World Tag Team Champions Ted Hot and Chuck Funger, SWWS Paradigm Tag Team Champions Crazy Violet and Lillie Saint, Ramesses, Seizonsha members Sonny and Sakato Yu, Andrej Jankovic, Daniel Horror, and Jimmy Johnson. They are the jury. Sykes glances over at the table in front of him, and the men standing in front of it, Jose and Jorge Rivera. They are the bailiffs. He looks over to the right at the small desk where Mei Koyama was seated. She is the recorder of notes for this event. Guthrie Graupe sits at the large table, as the prosecutor.)

Jose Rivera: All rise.

(The Judge of Wrestler’s Court, the former Last Breathing Outlaw, Colton Saint makes his way over to the table. He looks around at everyone prior to taking his seat at the table. Sykes watches the Judge kick his feet up on the table, cracking open a pepsi while watching the defendant in return. He slams down the gavel with anger, only for it to squeak to laughter from the members of the court.)

Jorge Rivera: Yo, that means sit down. Right? Either way, the dishonorable Colton Saint is presiding the case of SWWS vs. Johnny Sykes.

Colton Saint: Dishonorable? That’s fair enough. Before we begin, I’d like to thank Mei Koyama for providing the gavel. I happen to like the squeak, much better on a gavel than my shoes.

(Jose Rivera hands over the paper to Saint, who takes the opportunity to read it silently.)

Colton Saint: Alright, so what we have here is a case of a roster member taking very unnecessary digs at another roster member on social media. Can I just say that Twitter is the toilet for wrestlers? All the crap seems to show up on there, and the flusher seems to be busted. You’ll be stuck seeing those turds as long as the account is still active. Johnny, you have been accused of referring to a pregnant wrestler as a prostitute. Mr. Graupe, who put a roof on my kind of overpriced home, please be so kind as to remind the jurors and those in attendance what was stated on social media?.

(Mr. Graupe stands up, looking through his notes.)

Guthrie Graupe: Certainly, your honor. During a confrontation on Twitter between the defendant and Matthew Knox, who isn’t in attendance, Mr. Sykes stated this direct quote. ‘Alright, cool. I’ll just be a career politician and impregnate prostitutes. Sounds promising enough.’.

(Saint looks over at Sykes, not impressed with the comment.)

Colton Saint: This isn’t the normal court, as I will gladly ask the questions. Mr. Sykes, who were you referring to in this Tweet?

Johnny Sykes: I was referring to Kamari.

Colton Saint: This comment was made on October 16th, if I read this correctly. Mr. Sykes, prior to that exchange on Twitter, was it public knowledge that Kamari was pregnant?

Johnny Sykes: Not to my knowledge, no.

Colton Saint: Mr. Graupe, explain why this is being brought to Wrestler’s Court.

Guthrie Graupe: Mr. Sykes, it should be noted that when you stated this comment, it was directed not to Kamari herself. Instead, this was directed at Matthew Knox, yet another roster member to get under his skin. You exposed private information that those two were going to disclose at a later date. In this locker room, we have certain standards that we have set. Respect in between these walls is a must. We shake hands every time we enter the building, and shake hands every time we exit the building. This is a simple case of taking a storyline and making it out to be a personal attack on Knox and Kamari both.

Colton Saint: That’s true. Mr. Sykes, I acknowledge that Matthew Knox isn’t a very respectful guy. He is prone to being a negative influence on social media, but this kind of behavior is insulting. There are lines that don't need to be crossed, and you will have to accept the consequences for those actions. Mr. Sykes, I must ask you, how do you plead?

(Sykes looks around the locker room. Some faces are confused, but others have already made their decision on his actions.)

Johnny Sykes: I’d like to plead guilty.

(Saint frowns at the quick response from Sykes, looking past him at some of the people behind him.)

Colton Saint: I’m glad that you understand that what you did was wrong. However, I’d like to ask some of you an honest question. If you were offended by the statement made by Sykes, please raise your hand.

(Gauging the overwhelming response from the roster members raising their hands, Saint calls up Andre Boone.)

Colton Saint: Mr. Boone. Did you personally find disrespecting a pregnant roster member to be insulting?

Andre Boone: I did.

Colton Saint: Alright. Slap him.

(Confused at first, Andre looks over at Sykes. Despite the mutual respect they have towards each other, Andre gives Sykes a slap across the face.)

Andre Boone: I’m sorry, brother.

(Giving a nod to Boone, Saint looks past him at Misaki Pavel. Pavel, who is pregnant herself, approaches Sykes.)

Colton Saint: Misaki. Did you find the comment to be insulting?

Misaki Pavel: Yes. I don’t even like Kamari, but that was rude. Can I slap him?

(Saint nods, allowing Misaki to slap him hard across the face.)

Misaki Pavel: Can I slap Bert too?

Colton Saint: Who’s Bert?

Misaki Pavel: He said he’d punch Emiko.

Colton Saint: I see… Okay, if you see him in the cheap seats somewhere, by all means. Slap away. I think he’ll get a lot worse if he shows his face.

(Saint, a little red in the face, looks over at Pio Costa.)

Colton Saint: Pio, were you offended by the statement?

(Stepping up, Pio looks over at Johnny, then at Judge Saint.)

Pio Costa: Very.

(Giving the nod to Pio, Saint watches as the Italian Cruiserweight lays in a slap to Sykes that echoes throughout the entire locker room.)

Colton Saint: Alright, enough slaps. We do have one more thing that needs to be done. Pio, call Kamari please. Put her on speaker for me.

(Looking at his reddened hand, Costa grabs his cell phone and dials Kamari’s number. He promptly puts it on speaker phone and sets it on the table. After a moment, Kamari answers.)

Voice: Hello?

Colton Saint: Is this Kamari?

Kamari: Yes.

Colton Saint: Hey, Colton Saint here. Johnny is on trial for his comments toward you on social media. He has something to say to you, is that okay?

Kamari: Yes.

(Waving the Marine to the table, Saint sits back to give him some room to explain.)

Johnny Sykes: Kamari, it’s Johnny. I should have never involved you in the exchange. To say what I did, it was terrible. I never meant to hurt you, but I completely understand that I did with the comment. As much as I dislike Knox, it wasn’t meant to trash you. You deserve better than that. So, from the bottom of my heart, I apologize to you for saying what I did.

(Saint looks down at the phone, motioning to Pio as to how he got Kamari’s number to begin with. He remains silent.)

Kamari: I get that sometimes, when people are upset, things are said. That part is okay, but the word you used makes me wonder if that’s what you think of me. I thought we were friends.

Johnny Sykes: I won’t lie and say it wasn’t emotionally driven. To be honest, I want to be your friend going forward, just as we were in the past. There’s trust that needs to be built back up, and I completely understand and accept that. I want you to know, though, if I could take back that word, I would in a heartbeat.

(Hearing Kamari grow emotional, Saint chimes in.)

Colton Saint: Kamari, I believe Johnny. I believe that he has every intention to right the wrong. Now, this isn’t as easy as a simple apology. More has to be done over time, he needs to understand that.

Kamari: I know he’s telling the truth. It’s still a lot for me to take in, but I think over time we can get back to how it was before. I haven’t really been able to express what I’ve been thinking since everything happened. It’s one thing to hear news, see a test, but it’s another to see what’s happening. Someone who is in there with me. I know I wasn’t the best person before all of this, I’m not the best person now. You were right when you said that seeing him or her for the first time would change everything. Life stops being about just you, what you need to do to survive or succeed. It’s taught me that not only do I need to be a better person, but we all do. We are in a business that is so selfish, that we forget that we have to put a lot of trust in each other. That trust gets broken all the time, like what happened. I don’t want Johnny to be condemned for this, but I need to know that he knows, and all of you know, that we need to be better than this. I’m not saying to be friends, not everyone can be friends. What I’m saying is that every now and then, put yourself aside and understand that we’re not alone. We need to be there for each other underneath all of this. That’s all.

(Slight murmuring in the locker room, with Saint chiming in.)

Colton Saint: I couldn’t have put it any better myself. Kamari, thank you, and please take some time to rest and relax. You deserve it. We’ll hear from you soon.

(Getting the acknowledgement from both sides, Kamari hangs up. Saint decides to speak up.)

Colton Saint: I want to say this to all of you. What she has said is one hundred percent correct. We have a locker room full of capable, amazing talent. Every single one of us deserves to be here in this spot, getting these opportunities. This has to be a lesson to every single person before they even go through that curtain, and give everything they have for the sake of entertaining the masses. We are here, not just for us, but ALL of us. Do you honestly think the Kazoka Office wants to end us? They might. Do you honestly think that they are going to put every foot forward to defeat us on the 19th and take just some of us to Japan to wrestle for them? Even if it’s just a sliver of a chance, we can’t allow that. We need to be a team, we need to be united. Even if the egos clash, even if the attitudes aren’t what we deem to be worthy of being on the team, we are a team. We will win as a team on the 19th, or we will LOSE as a team on the 19th. Do not fail. Do not quit. Do not divide yourselves from others without understanding what the consequences are. Court is adjourned.

(Now that Wrestler’s Court is adjourned, it’s time to move on. Just a fair reminder, don’t be a dick to people in the locker room. Hint Hint.)

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(Loud Biohazard Siren takes over the speakers momentarily, leading into the video playing over the wall. ‘Feed The Wolf’ by Breaking Benjamin starts up, going over the Blitzkrieg logo as we head into the lyrics.)

“I Can See The Devil Closing In”

(‘The Raven’ Matt Knox sits in the corner of the ring, glaring past the camera.)

“I Choke The Breath That Dies To Cry For Help”

(Andrej Jankovic deadlifts Edward Cronin, allowing Theodor Pavel to strike him before the German Suplex connects.)

“I Feel The Pull Of Gravity”

(MYOJIN Falls From Heaven onto Ramesses, the beautiful inverted 450 Splash.)

“I Bleed No More, And Rise Again”

(Mitchell Ryan lifts Ramesses onto his shoulders while Inevitable members Kimberly Chase and Alandra point towards him.)

“I’ve Lost It All”

(Johnny Sykes warms up inside of the locker room, getting his game face on for the first ever main event of SWWS against Matt Knox.)

“Carry Me Through This World Of Lies”

(Mimic harbors in the shadows of SWWS, sitting in the rafters.)

“I Feel No More, The Suffering”

(Ramon Vidal flies over the top rope into a long distance suicide dive onto Adrian Drake.)

“Bury Me In This Cold Light”

(Guthrie Graupe delivers a snapping German Suplex to Jose Rivera into the turnbuckles, followed by a charging splash by Nikos Mantzios.)

“Feed The Wolf, And Shed My Skin”

(Quick shots of Reginald Baroni’s Dungeon DDT, Adrian Drake’s The Face, MYOJIN’s Orion, and Matt Knox’s Raze and Ruin are shown as the video comes to an end.)

(The music continues playing through the speakers, a shot of the fans are shown. A lot of love for MYOJIN, the Iron Hearts, The Inevitable, Donny Mason, and the Hooley Shiiiites in the form of signs and merchandise. We immediately get to Dilan Valentine, Lori Swick, and Leo Criss.)

Dilan Valentine: I’d say welcome to Blitzkrieg, but something is already going on!

Lori Swick: There was a Gateway Showcase match featuring CT Bach vs. Georgio Leopoldo, but midway through the contest… The Kazoka Office representatives came out to the ring. Worst part is, they’re still in there!! Nicholas Gabriel went on to say that he wants to be in the ring for the very first moment of the show, and he’s there with the team!

(Inside of the ring, Nicholas Gabriel is standing directly in the middle. Surrounding him are several members of the Kazoka Office. RUSH Jr. Heavyweight Tag Team Champions BLOOD, RUSH Grand Champion Amida Kumagai, RUSH Jr. Heavyweight Champion Touma Ito, KWDIAMONDS Goddess Champion Katsumi Kumagai, KWDIAMONDS Tag Team Champions the BLOOD Diamonds, KWDIAMONDS Speedstar Champion Seiya, RUSH Heavyweight Tag Team Champions The COBRA Battalion, Kantaro Okah, the mysterious SHIRYO, FUMIHIKO, and plenty of masked man surrounding them.)

Dilan Valentine: Look at all the Champions in that ring, holy shit!!

Leo Criss: You can definitely see why he has so much confidence. Those are amazing competitors in there, nearly all of them holding at least ten years experience inside of the ring.

(With a smile on his face, Nicholas Gabriel takes one short look behind him prior to beginning a rant.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Tell me, is this NOT a memorable moment? Tell me, is this NOT the most incredible ensemble of talent that the world has ever seen? Better yet, tell me that this team is NOT going to walk away from Standoff with a clean sweep of those arrogant rejects backstage? Tell me that none of those things are true, I dare you!!

(Despite a few jeers from the crowd, the audience couldn’t deny the amount of incredible fighters inside of the ring. Those were just a few of what Kazoka had behind them.)

Nicholas Gabriel: A few of them, you may not have seen on SWWS television. Trust me when I say this, I want the world to see the most amazing wrestlers in the world, the fans THINK they deserve it. Trust me, you will not see the majority of these men and women on free television. Sorry, losers!!

(Now the jeers are growing stronger, more hatred for Nicholas Gabriel than anything else.)

Nicholas Gabriel: See, on November 19th, we will be finishing the job that everyone across the Pacific wanted. True professional wrestlers, not these pathetic man-children who keep arguing back and forth on social media. I mean.. What is it with these guys? Matthew Knox gets booted from Twitter, who cares?! Someone reports him, which by the way, to the man that made that report, the world owes you a debt! Anything to put a muzzle on that idiot.

(Smiling to himself, Nicholas looks over at the mass of talent surrounding him.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Just look at all of these men and women. The best of both genders, the best talent that money could ever buy. Look at all those titles!! Look at all the gold!! I have surrounded myself with the Champions of yesterday, today, and definitely tomorrow. I am in the middle of the greatest golden shower in history!!! Soak it in boys and girls!!!

(Laughter comes from the audience, leading Nicholas to look at them out of confusion.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Now, I talked to my good friend Cam Roth, yeah you know him.

(More jeers start up for Cam Roth.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Don’t boo him! What’s wrong with you people? You should be grateful that he sidetracked the bird boy long enough to keep him away from this arena here tonight. You should be grateful that Don Tirri was too busy chasing a butterfly to be here tonight. You should be thanking Cam, and thanking me for giving you what you guys really want. Just dripping with gold right now, this is the Kazoka Office, the greatest entity this business will ever see. No, the greatest entity that this entire WORLD will ever see!

(Still some chuckling from the fans over the golden showers comment.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Let’s get something else out of the way. A lot of people are still talking about the amazing teamwork from BLOOD and someone else two weeks ago. They have been going on and on about how wonderful this was. I need to say it right now, somebody needs to get into the ring and claim their rightful spot amongst the top wrestlers in the world today. Baby brother? You need to come down here right now.

(The fans are beginning to jeer once again. Some of the masked men are threatening to exit the ring to go after the awful fans, but Nicholas stops them.)

Nicholas Gabriel: You have no reason to get mad at us. We have no reason to complain. We have a Grand Champion who hasn’t lost in six years. We have Jr. Heavyweight Tag Team Champions that outclass your roster every time they’re in the ring. We have the best looking women, we have the smartest man on the planet leading them to victory at Standoff. You losers only wish you could get in here and join the parade. The shower is running hot right now inside of this ring, I’m getting sweaty just from being around this illustrious group. Sweatin’ gold!!

(‘Dead Alert’ hits the speakers, shockingly to a good reaction from the audience. Dressed to the nines are all four members of The Inevitable. Ramesses leads the way for Kimberly Chase, Mitchell Ryan, and Alandra. The four of them stand on top of the stage while Nicholas Gabriel rejoices at his newest recruit. The music slowly fades out with Ramesses holding the microphone.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Baby Brother!! Come down here and join your family!!

Ramesses: Did I just hear that right? Something about a golden shower in the middle of the ring?

Nicholas Gabriel: Yes! Only the best for the Gabriel family!

Ramesses: I just can’t get over how you’re discussing golden showers. I don’t know guys, I can’t speak for everyone in the crowd, but I can tell you right now. I’m not exactly a fan of golden showers. I can tell you that Mitchell Ryan over here isn’t a fan either. Kimberly definitely isn’t a fan of golden showers.. Alandra..

(Ramesses pauses for a moment, looking over at Alandra.)

Ramesses: Alandra BETTER NOT be a fan of golden showers. That’s dirty, that’s awful, NO!

(Some of the fans laugh at the constant golden shower references.)

Ramesses: See, Nicholas I know you want this to be a great family reunion. I’m all for family reunions, don’t get me wrong. I love the get-togethers, throwing money around and just enjoying the simple things in life. Things like, watching Athena teach my nephew how to throw a proper punch. Watching my father glare ominously at the newspaper that I didn’t even know they made still. Watching you trip over your own feet, and trip over your own words when someone gets you just a little riled up. I love those things. Here’s something for you to think though..

(Ramesses turns to Kimberly, Mitchell, and Alandra before turning back to the ring.)

Ramesses: I don’t know if you have noticed this, but my family is right here too. And this family was built on the idea of being the best this industry has to offer. We’re not carrying 90% win rates, we’re not hauling around twenty title belts everywhere we go.. We make sure that every time we’re in that ring, people leave this arena at the end of the night knowing DAMN WELL who we are.

(This gets quite a few cheers from the audience.)

Ramesses: Now, with that said. Two weeks ago, Endo and Aoki.. You guys were great tag team partners. Some of the best I’ve ever seen, some the toughest I’ll ever share the ring with. Nicholas, I agreed to team with them on a trial basis. I’m not fully invested in this Kazoka thing you got going on. I’m invested in the Inevitable. Always will be. If you guys want to ride with us, great. Just remember, you ride WITH us, not as part of us.

(‘Dead Alert’ once again hits the speakers to a good reaction from the audience. Ramesses watches the ring as Kimberly, Alandra, and Mitchell begin to head backstage. Ramesses looks back in the ring at his older brother, smiling momentarily before exiting as well as we head to commercial break.)

(A commercial is aired for the replay of Pro Wrestling Valor’s WrestleVania Supercard. Check it out if you haven’t already! We’re back to ringside!)


Dilan Valentine: We’re back, and wow. Tonight has been full of chaotic events already, I don’t even want to know what’s coming up next.

Leo Criss: Yeah, you do. Come on. We still have some great matches scheduled tonight. Let’s talk about our main event of the evening.

Dilan Valentine: Of course! This got announced earlier today during the staff meeting, and it’s the first time you’ve heard about it at home. Tonight, the Iron Hearts will have a chance to put to bed their issue with Edward Cronin. Cronin has been a thorn in the side of half of the group following sneak attacks, poor sportsmanship, and so much more.

Lori Swick: At a recent Live Event in Pasadena, Cronin scored a very cheap win over Guthrie Graupe. Graupe went dark on social media afterwards, trying to recover physically after Cronin decided to use a hockey stick across the neck of the German Scholar. Nikos Mantzios says he wants a piece of Cronin as well, but it appears that Graupe will get his wish in tonight’s main event as he battles Edward Cronin in a Falls Count Anywhere match!!

Dilan Valentine: That’s still to come, along with Miguel of The Vilaro Legion taking on Chuck Funger. If Miguel scores the victory, The Legion will get their SWWS Tag Team Championship rematch against The Hot Fungers in two weeks!! Let’s take it to the ring though for our opening match!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Ring Announcer: This opening contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!!

(‘Risen’ hits the speakers to a good reaction from the audience. Out steps the ‘Sun Spider’ Ramon Vidal, beaming from ear to ear with a grin while making his way down to the ring.)

Ring Announcer: Introducing first, fighting out of Vega Alta, Puerto Rico. Weighing in at 203lbs.. HE IS THE SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDER RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMON VIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!!!!!!!!

(Vidal takes off from the middle of the ramp down to the ring. He leaps up, diving in between the bottom and middle rope into a commando roll to his feet. Getting the crowd hyped up with his energy, he zeroes in on a fan, acknowledging their sign.)

Dilan Valentine: The Sun Spider is back in the Studio!

Lori Swick: He’s been hit and miss lately. A tough loss to Amida Kumagai, plus not hitting the mark in the Legacy Gauntlet, Vidal has a lot to prove to himself and to the fans here tonight.

(Vidal removes his shirt, tossing it out as ‘Fuckin’ In The Bushes’ hits the speakers to a less than favorable reaction from the audience. Smugly making their way out onto the stage are Reginald Baroni and Michelle Jenkins. With her arm locked within his, Jenkins gives a royal wave to the audience with such a cold demeanor.)

Ring Announcer: And his opponent.. Accompanied by ‘The Duchess of SWWS’ Michelle Jenkins. Fighting out of Yorkshire, England. Weighing in at 220lbs… HE IS THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKE OF SWWS, REEEEEEEEEEEGINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALD BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARONI!!!!

(Vidal watches Baroni and Jenkins slowly make their way down to the ring. Baroni casually looks away from Vidal while they cross into the ringside area. Jenkins parts with Baroni, who grabs the middle rope, using it to spin into a lying position on the ring apron. He glances over at Jenkins before rolling into the ring to his feet.)

Dilan Valentine: I’m surprised that Baroni is back so soon.

Leo Criss: He is the miracle of SWWS, the Duke has no limits in there!!

Lori Swick: He is coming off of an injury, yes. That injury actually took him out of contention for the Superior Six, but it appears that Baroni is ready to release some aggression on Ramon Vidal tonight!

(Baroni sees Jenkins reach her hand into the ring, giving her a gentle kiss prior to letting the hand go. Baroni removes his coat, handing it out to Jenkins as he gets ready for the contest. The referee sees that the two are ready to go, and calls for the bell as the song fades out!)

Singles Match
“The Sun Spider” Ramon Vidal vs. Reginald Baroni w/Michelle Jenkins

(DING DING DING!!!)

Dilan Valentine: This should be interesting. A high flyer meeting a mat specialist.

(Vidal and Baroni circle the ring. They eyeball each other for a moment prior to locking up in the center of the ring. Baroni quickly snaps his arm over Vidal’s going for a quick arm wrench. Vidal pulls him into a side headlock quickly. Baroni pushes his hand under the arm of Vidal, escaping the headlock while transitioning into a waistlock. Vidal slaps the hands of Baroni quickly, going into a standing switch. Baroni looks frustrated, bringing his arm under the locked hands of Vidal. Vidal tightens the hold, making it difficult for Baroni to get out, leaving Baroni to try and bring his elbow back to hit Vidal, who ducks it. Jenkins watches on in frustration for her man, but can only watch on as Vidal grabs the hand of Baroni, twisting it over into a unique arm drag!)

Lori Swick: He has Baroni scouted!

(Baroni is quick to his feet, using the opportunity to slow down the tempo. Vidal is the one charging in though, allowing Baroni to put his hands up to block an open handed chop from Vidal. He pulls Vidal into the corner, forcing the referee to start the five count. Baroni feigns a clean break by catching Vidal with a forearm to the side of the head. A barrage of forearms to the head of Vidal causes the referee to step in between the two, forcing Vidal to drop to a knee, leaning against the ropes. Baroni catches him with a quick kick to the rib cage to a chorus of boos from the audience.)

Leo Criss: There you go!

Dilan Valentine: Baroni has grabbed control of the match, but for how long?

(Jenkins sees the referee talking to Baroni, and proceeds to try and choke Vidal in the corner, who pushes himself away from her. Baroni catches Vidal with a knee strike, and irish whips him into the ropes. Vidal returns, ducking under a back elbow from Baroni in order to hit the ropes again. Baroni drops his head for a back body drop, but Vidal twists himself in the air, rolling backwards over Baroni. Baroni stands himself up, turning to Vidal who delivers a stunning dropkick!!! Baroni stumbles to his feet, only to get nailed with a roundhouse kick to the ribs, followed by the side of the leg, and a spinkick to the head of Baroni to bring him to the canvas. Vidal turns away from Baroni, blowing a kiss to Jenkins before delivering a standing moonsault!!! He goes for the cover.)

Referee: One!! Tw-!!!

(Baroni throws a shoulder up, trying to pull in the referee towards him. Vidal beats him to the punch with a kick to the upper back of Baroni. Vidal charges off into the ropes, leapfrogging the seated Baroni, and catches him with a basement dropkick upon return!! Baroni quickly powders out of the ring to Michelle Jenkins. Vidal tries going after him, but is stopped by the referee.)

Dilan Valentine: It seems like Baroni might have come back too soon.

(Vidal shoves past the referee, grabbing the top rope. He springboards over, but only sees Jenkins. Vidal lands on the apron, allowing Baroni to come from the opposite side with a chopblock to the knee of Vidal!!!)

Leo Criss: I love it!!

(Baroni grabs onto the leg of Vidal, slamming it several times onto the end of the ring apron. He slides into the ring quickly, pulling Vidal along with him. Baroni delivers a flurry of right hands to the head of Vidal, trying to ground the Puerto Rican superstar. Vidal is fighting back, trying to regain the lost momentum. A heavy right hand to the stomach of Baroni, Vidal quickly gets to his feet. He throws in a quick kick, but Baroni catches his leg, driving in a hard forearm to the outside of Vidal’s knee!!)

Lori Swick: Oh, that’s cheap!!

(Baroni pulls the leg up, twisting the ankle viciously as he throws in several knee strikes to the side of Vidal’s shin. He ends it by gripping the ankle of Vidal, dropping into a swinging neckbreaker variant to the ankle of the Sun Spider!!!)

Lori Swick: Baroni is showing a new found aggression here with Vidal.

(Vidal grips his ankle, trying to get away from Baroni, but the Duke of SWWS is right on him. A hard elbow drop to the side of the knee of Vidal, followed by him torquing on the leg of the Sun Spider, Baroni is in full control. Vidal tries reaching for Baroni, but the Duke slithers out of the way. He bends the knee of Vidal over his own neck, and applies a Stretch Muffler!! Standing himself up, Vidal is hanging upside down...BARONI DROPS TO HIS KNEES, SENDING THE BENT KNEE CRASHING OVER HIS SHOULDERS!!! BARONI QUICKLY TURNS IT OVER INTO A HALF BOSTON CRAB VARIANT OF THE STRETCH MUFFLER!!!)

Dilan Valentine: Ramon Vidal is trying desperately to get out of this unique hold from Reginald Baroni!! I don’t think he can get to the ropes though!!

(Vidal pushes up onto his hands, trying to get out from underneath Baroni. The momentum is slowly shifting into the favor of Vidal with each push. One final push, and Vidal is able to get out of the half Boston Crab, swinging his free leg under the arm of Baroni into a modified sunset flip!!)

Referee: ONE!!! TWO!!! THR-!!

(Baroni manages to escape the sunset flip with a sharp kick out at the last second. Vidal struggles to his feet, blocking a right from Baroni with a right jab, followed by a left jab. Bouncing a little on one leg, Vidal snags the neck of Baroni and leaps as high as he can...A HUGE TORNADO DDT SENDS BARONI SPIKING ONTO THE CANVAS!!! VIDAL IS FAVORING HIS LEG, BUT WEAKLY RUNS INTO THE ROPES..HE RETURNS BY KICKING HIS LEGS UP, DELIVERING A DOUBLE LEG DROP ONTO THE CHEST OF REGINALD BARONI!!!)

Lori Swick: I think we know what’s coming next!!!

(Vidal is slow to his feet, and SIGNALS FOR THE P.R. ESPECIAL!!! HE LIFTS BARONI TO HIS FEET, HOOKING AROUND THE NECK AGAIN WHILE LOOKING FOR A UNIQUE VARIANT OF THE BUTTERFLY SUPLEX. HE STEPS OVER THE LEG OF BARONI, PREPARING TO SWING SIDEWAYS INTO THE ESPECIAL...BUT JENKINS GRABS ONTO THE LEG OF VIDAL!!! VIDAL TRIES KICKING HER AWAY, LOSING CONTROL OF THE HOLD… BARONI HANGS ONTO THE ARM OF VIDAL, PULLING HIM INTO A SHORT ARMED HANGMAN’S NECKBREAKER!!! VIDAL IS FOLDED OVER, ALLOWING BARONI TO GRAB THE LEG QUICKLY AND TURNING IT OVER INTO A HEEL HOOK!!! THE LEG IS BEING TWISTED SIDEWAYS WHILE VIDAL STRUGGLES TO EVEN REACH FOR THE ROPES…)

Dilan Valentine: Oh no..

(VIDAL TRIES REACHING, BUT BARONI CONTINUES TORQUING ON THE KNEE. JENKINS PULLS BACK ON THE BOTTOM ROPE TO KEEP VIDAL FROM GRABBING IT..RAMON VIDAL HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO TAP OUT!!!)

(DING DING DING!!!)


Lori Swick: Oh come on!!


Ring Announcer: Here is your winner by Submission… THE DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKE OF SWWS… REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGINAAAAAAAAALD BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONI!!!!!!

(‘Fuckin’ in the Bushes’ hits again as Baroni exits the ring into the waiting arms of Michelle Jenkins. He looks into the ring at the fallen Vidal.)

Lori Swick: I hate to say this, but what an aggressive showing from Reginald Baroni. It makes me wonder how hurt he really is.

Dilan Valentine: It’s very sketchy. Regardless, Reginald Baroni picked up a huge win, I believe his first win on Blitzkrieg.

(Baroni and Jenkins make their way up the ramp, giving out to the crowd for a moment before exiting to the back. Ramon Vidal sits up in the ring with the referee checking on his knee. Vidal tries shaking it off, exiting under the bottom rope to a good ovation from the audience. We head backstage after the contest to see an arrival.)


(In the hallway, Edward Cronin is making his way down. A cigarette dangling from his lips with his bag over his shoulder. Pazia Mantzios walks over to try and get a word with him.)

Pazia Mantzios: Edward Cronin!! You’re not supposed to smoke in here!!

(Cronin slowly comes to a stop, looking over at Pazia.)

Edward Cronin: We have the locker room police here? You got some words for me? Ask away.

Pazia Mantzios: In recent months, you’ve been on the bad side of the Iron Hearts, most recently with Guthrie Graupe.

Edward Cronin: Yeah? So?

Pazia Mantzios: On live events for a week now, Graupe has been calling you out, but you refuse to face him. Why tonight of all nights?

Edward Cronin: Come on. You think I’m going to lay waste to that guy when the cameras aren’t rolling? You’re not as dumb as you look, right? I’m not doing this to be the biggest ‘star’ in SWWS. I’ve already cut my teeth on the ice, why worry about paying dues here? Now that cameras are rolling, I can show the world just how easy it is to destroy an ‘Iron Heart’.

(Not knowing how to respond to Cronin’s comments, Pazia remains silent.)

Edward Cronin: What? You got nothing else for me? I got one for you. Last time I was on one of these shows, I kicked your husband in the balls. I bet that slowed down any fun you had with him. Don’t worry, I’m sure he had plenty of time to recover.

Pazia Mantzios: That is rude.

Edward Cronin: Think I care? I get in there and I fight. Now, I’m fighting the German Bookworm in front of everyone, and continuing what I did to him at the Legacy Gauntlet. I’m sure all of his friends will be watching, his girlfriend will be watching. His mom and dad back home will be watching, all with the false hopes that he can keep me down. He can’t. I’m going to end him.

(Cronin gets ready to continue down the hall.)

Pazia Mantzios: Put the cigarette out please.

(Pazia remains in the way of Cronin, who glares at her. After taking a long drag of his cigarette, he looks over at the interviewer as he contemplates blowing smoke in her face. A cheap smirk arrives as he simply walks off, leaving Pazia to glare at him from a distance.)

Pazia Mantzios: Sorry, back to you guys.

(Back to ringside, Dilan Valentine doesn’t look happy with the comments made by Cronin.)

Lori Swick: One of these days, I hope Nikos smacks him in the mouth.

Dilan Valentine: I don’t get this guy. He walks around with a chip on his shoulder, demanding others to respect him. Now, he talks down to our very own Pazia. He’s going to get it one day.

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Lori Swick: Looks like it’s time for our next match.

Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

Voice: OKAY, YOU OUT OF SHAPE BUMS.. IT’S TIME TO SEE WHAT YOU CAN BECOME!!!


(‘Shake It Off’ hits the speakers to a chorus of boos. Marisol Vilaro, complete with the obnoxious headset, makes her way onto the stage along with Miguel and Lorenzo.)

Marisol Vilaro: DON’T BOTHER WITH THE ANNOUNCEMENT, THEY ALREADY KNOW US!! IN CASE YOU HAVEN’T GOTTEN EDUCATED THOUGH.. LET ME FILL YOU IN!!

(Marisol and her Legion make their way down the ramp, getting booed even louder.)

Marisol Vilaro: COMPLAIN IF YOU’D LIKE, BUT REMEMBER MY VOICE IS LOUDER THAN ALL OF YOURS. INTRODUCING THE PREMIERE TAG TEAM OF SWWS, ON MY LEFT IS THE SCULPTED MAN WITH MOVIE STAR GOOD LOOKS. HE’S GOING TO TAKE THAT TALL REJECT AND SEND HIM INTO THE HOSPITAL LIKE HIS LITTLE PARTNER.. HE’S SMARTER, HE’S FASTER, HE’S BETTER THAN YOU… MIGUEL!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Miguel smiles as he looks over at Marisol, then at the audience.)

Marisol Vilaro: AND ON MY RIGHT, THE MAN THAT GETS MORE PHONE NUMBERS THAN AN INDIAN PHONE BOOK. HE HAS THE POWER, THE INTENSITY, WITH ROCK STAR CHARISMA… LORENZO!!!!!

(The crowd continue booing the trio as they get closer to the ring.)

Marisol Vilaro: AND OF COURSE… THERE’S ME!!!! CHANGING LIVES EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY DAY WITH MY PATENTED AND IDIOT-PROOF VILARO SYSTEM!!!! IN TWO WEEKS TIME, I WILL BE HOLDING BOTH OF THE SWWS WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP.. I AM MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARISOL VILAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARO!!!!!!!!!!!

(Miguel and Lorenzo climb onto the ring apron, hoisting Marisol Vilaro up onto the apron as all three of them enter the ring. Marisol takes over the ring, talking up the Vilaro Legion with a huge grin on her face.)

Dilan Valentine: I don’t get this trio at all. They have had a chance to capture the Tag Team Championship on two occasions, and have failed both times. Now, they’re just beating a dead horse.

Leo Criss: Who are you trying to fool, Dilan? It’s Marisol Vilaro. What Marisol wants, Marisol gets! She wants those Tag Team Titles!!

(‘Shake It Off’ fades out as the Vilaro Legion talk strategy with Marisol. She gives Miguel one final piece of advice before leaving the ring with Lorenzo. ‘Stayin’ Alive - Remix’ hits the speakers to a huge ovation!! Chuck Funger steps out onto the stage, followed by a hobbling Ted Hot. Hot gives Funger all the encouragement he needs as the two make their way down to the ring. Funger seems to be protecting Hot more and more with his injured knee.)

Ring Announcer: And his opponent… Accompanied by Ted Hot, weighing in at 324lbs.. HE IS ONE HALF OF THE SWWS WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNGER!!!!

(Funger stops at the bottom of the stage with Hot, getting the okay from him to continue without him. Funger walks up the steps to the apron, stepping over the top rope into the ring. Not his typical relaxed self, Funger wants to get his hands on the Vilaro Legion.)

Dilan Valentine: Lori, you’ve seen what has happened in recent months between these two teams. Has Marisol Vilaro finally gotten into the head of the Hot Fungers?

Lori Swick: Without a doubt. When Ted Hot went down with a knee injury at the Legacy Gauntlet, Chuck has become more of the muscle to protect Hot. He has gone so far as to wrestle singles matches on Live Events against the likes of Miguel and Lorenzo. This match is nothing new for him, but the stakes are so much higher right now.

Dilan Valentine: That’s right. A win for Miguel grants the Vilaro Legion a Tag Team Title shot on the next Blitzkrieg. A loss, and they wind up further down the ladder that they may never fully climb again.

(The referee steps in between the two as ‘Stayin’ Alive - Remix’ fades out. Everybody looks ready to go!)

Singles Match
Miguel w/Marisol Vilaro & Lorenzo vs. Chuck Funger w/Ted Hot

(DING DING DING!!!)

(Miguel quickly charges in at Funger, who catches him with an uppercut to the face. Funger watches as Miguel crashes to the mat. The Legion member stumbles to his feet, only to be thrown in the corner by the man without fingers. Funger drives in a hard knee to the chest of Miguel, followed by another one. A final knee lift sends Miguel out of the corner to the ropes. Unable to grip the neck or head of Miguel, Funger simply lifts Miguel with both arms, throwing him face first into the top turnbuckle! Miguel bounces off, stumbling around the ring.)

Dilan Valentine: This was a poor decision to start the match the way Miguel has! He’s paying the price for being a little overzealous.

(Funger charges into the ropes, and returns with a big boot that sends Miguel to the canvas once again. Not satisfied, Funger grabs onto Miguel, lifting him back to his feet! Another uppercut collides with the jaw of Miguel, knocking him back once again.)

Marisol Vilaro: HEY BIG BOY..

(Funger glances for a moment before getting back to work on Miguel. Funger is mauling one half of the Legion with ease, throwing him up into a scoop before slamming him to the canvas. He notices Marisol, however, walking towards Ted Hot.)

Marisol Vilaro: I REALLY DON’T WANT ANY MORE DAMAGE TO BE DEALT. TED, TED HOT RIGHT? WE CAN MAKE THIS RIGHT, YOU AND I. DO YOU HAVE THAT HOTEL ROOM KEY HANDY?

(Funger continues to be sidetracked by the likes of Marisol outside of the ring, but tries to re-focus on the ring. He steps back for a moment before delivering a vicious leg drop across the windpipe of Miguel! Ted Hot is outside of the ring with Marisol, pulling the hotel room key from his pocket with a smile on his face. Marisol goes to take it from him, but LORENZO CHARGES IN WITH A KICK TO THE BACK OF TED HOT’S INJURED KNEE!!! HE’S STOMPING WITH AUTHORITY ON THE KNEE SEVERAL TIMES, GETTING THE ATTENTION OF FUNGER. MIGUEL COMES UP FROM BEHIND FUNGER, TRYING FOR A ROLL UP, BUT FUNGER CATCHES HIM. LORENZO CLIMBS ONTO THE APRON, REACHING AT FUNGER.. THE BIG GUY GRABS ONTO LORENZO, LIFTING HIM UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!!!)

Lori Swick: Wait, what’s he doing?!

(FUNGER SEES MIGUEL GETTING UP, AND SPINS AROUND WITH LORENZO ON HIS SHOULDERS. HE THROWS LORENZO FORWARD AT MIGUEL, WHO DROPS DOWN..AND THE REFEREE GETS HIT WITH LORENZO!!! MIGUEL CHARGES IN AT FUNGER, WHO CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS AS WELL… HE DELIVERS THE FIVE FUNGER DISCOUNT ON MIGUEL!!! FUNGER GOES FOR THE COVER..BUT THE REFEREE IS WAVING IT OFF!!!)

Dilan Valentine: The referee is refusing to count the fall...WHAT???

(DING DING DING!!!)


Lori Swick: You have to be kidding me!!!

Marisol Vilaro: YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!

(Funger looks confused, immediately sliding out of the ring to check on Ted Hot.)

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen… HERE IS YOUR WINNER BY DISQUALIFICATION DUE TO STRIKING AN OFFICIAL...MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL!!!!!!!

Dilan Valentine: BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS...THAT’S WRONG!!!

(‘Shake It Off’ hits the speakers once again as Marisol Vilaro slides into the ring and raises the hand of a nearly unconscious Miguel!! Chuck Funger is fuming at ringside, trying to calm himself down while checking on his fallen partner. Lorenzo joins Marisol Vilaro and Miguel in the ring, helping Miguel to his feet.)

Marisol Vilaro: LET’S GET IT RIGHT THIS TIME… IN TWO WEEKS TIME, YOU’LL BE HEARING THIS… HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS...AAAAAAAAND NEWWWWWWWWWWWW SWWS WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.. MIGUEL...LORENZO...THE VILARO LEGION!!!! ALL THANKS TO MARISOL VILARO!!!

Dilan Valentine: Leo, you can’t possibly agree with this result.

Leo Criss: It doesn’t matter what I think, Dilan. I have no problem with them winning tonight.. I have even less of a problem with them winning the Tag Team Championship in two weeks. What I do have a problem with is Chuck Funger being such a poor sport about it!!

Lori Swick: You’re joking.

(Raising the hands of her men, Marisol Vilaro smiles at the camera while anticipating the easy win that will come for the Vilaro Legion in two weeks. Miguel nearly falls over from the damage, but Lorenzo holds him up as the shot fades out while we head to a commercial break.)

(A commercial for November 19th’s SWWS vs. The Kazoka Office: Standoff. Seven matches to determine which company will be holding future events for the next year. Witness it live on November 19th..Live and only on..DISCORD!!!)

(The following is footage which was recorded sometime last week…)

(Never in a million years did Kimberly imagine she would be getting married. Let alone to someone as intelligent, loving, and talented like Ramesses was. She always had it in her mind she would end up with the bottom of the barrel when it came to finding someone, but instead she found a man that met every standard. It was a normal day as Kimberly and Alandra were in Kimberly's hometown of Chicago. They are seen standing outside Bella Bianca Bridal Couture, a shop that sold the finest wedding dresses. The Mastermind peeked into the window, then looked at Alandra as she sighed.)

Kimberly Chase: You ready to go inside? Hopefully they have what I am looking for. I want the most beautifullest dress out there and remember there is no limit when it comes to price. Got it?

(Giving a look to the dresses inside, Alandra looked over at Kimberly with a bit of enthusiasm.)

Alandra: Hey, you deserve the absolute best! Besides, all the other boutiques haven’t been able to measure up to what you want. This place has to have the best of the best for you. Let’s do this!

Kimberly Chase: I always knew there was a reason why I liked you.

(Kimberly and Alandra entered the shop and looked around. Immediately Kimberly was overwhelmed by the large selection of dresses. The cashier lady noticed them looking around and decided to follow them. Kimberly noticed out of the corner of her eye, but they continued browsing.)

Kimberly Chase: I can't tell if this is a bridal shop, or pet store due to this lady behind me following us around like some kind of dog.

(Noticing the random lady who just happened to be the cashier, Alandra stopped her dead in her tracks.)

Alandra: Hi, you seem like a nice person. So, I’ll lay it out for you. You will go ahead and kick out these losers who are just window shopping. Kimberly is going to be getting married, and she’s so much better than all of them. They don’t need to be our problem, this is about her.

(The cashier tries to chime in, but Alandra takes a small wad of money from her purse, pushing it into the chest of the cashier.)

Alandra: I think you can make them disappear, and please try and keep yourself quiet. When we want to know something, we will ask you. I’m sure you’ll hear plenty of questions. Got it?

(Getting a nod from the cashier, Alandra watched as the staff member booted several bride-to-bes from the store. Alandra looked over at Kimberly with a smirk on her face.)

Alandra: Problem solved!

(Kimberly notices what Alandra did and pretends to cry, then pulls her in for a hug.)

Kimberly Chase: That was so beautiful. Oscar worthy moment right there. Loved it.

(While they continued their search and carried on a conversation, Kimberly kicked over a mannequin and it went flying, then screamed loudly. Her scream was so awful it could break glass as she walked over to a dress that caught her eye. It resembles something that you would see Cruella de Vil wearing.)

Alandra: Oh my gosh!

(Alandra looked over at the excitement in the eyes of Kimberly. She chased after the best bride-to-be in amazement.)

Alandra: That.. That… It’s amazing!!

Kimberly Chase: Isn't it such a sight to see? Hmm… I want it!

(Kimberly was mesmerized by how different it looked from the rest. She was about to pull it off from the mannequin when suddenly a random female customer came from out of nowhere and tried to remove the otherside. Alandra stepped in and tried to help Kimberly pull it off for her as all three were playing tug o 'war with the dress.)

Kimberly Chase: I'm not going to allow myself to get robbed again, especially by this random bitch that I don't know!

(Alandra tried to get the better end of the deal by helping Kimberly get this freakazoid away from the dress.)

Alandra: She bit me!!!

(Finally breaking away from the crazy woman, Alandra punched her in the back of the head. The crazy woman tried to get away, but Alandra and Kimberly both put the boots to her, finishing off with Kimberly kicking her hard in the backside.)

Alandra: And stay out!!!

(That gave Kimberly some time to finally free the dress, but as she did so, a ripping sound was heard. Kimberly had ripped one of the sleeves off the dress and tried her best to put it back on. The cashier quickly ran over to them and stood there in shock, pulling her hair out and screaming at what she witnessed.)

Kimberly Chase: Oops...uh..I’m sure some glue, and tape will help put it back together again.

Cashier: Ahhhhhh…. You two ladies get out of here. I’m calling the cops immediately.

(Both Alandra and Kimberly hightail it out of the shop quickly before the cops arrive. While on her way out the exit, Kimberly snatched the cashier’s purse that was sitting on the counter and together they ran as fast out of there as possible without being seen. Kimberly’s expression was initially offended, while Alandra was laughing hysterically.)

Alandra: Well, I guess they’re out.

(The cashier stepped out of the store quickly, glaring at the two as they casually walked down the sidewalk.)

Alandra: That’s the fourth one, maybe we should just order online..

(The two come to a brief stop from a distance, and burst out laughing until they see a police car drive by.)

Kimberly Chase: Damn, they’re quick! Their stuff was ugly anyways.

(They quickly turn a corner to get to Kimberly’s car as the shot fades out. While it disappears from the monitor, Touma Ito stands with Nicholas Gabriel. Nicholas has a shit-eating grin on his face as he turns to the camera.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Don’t you love it, Roddy? Love is in the air. While you’re planning the wedding, I should probably let you know that in two weeks time, you’re going to be having one more trial match. We’ve been having a small problem with the likes of Matthew Knox. Not a big problem, any time we’ve been in there with him, we’ve emphatically beaten him. We’ve also been having a small problem with Don Tirri. Therefore on the next Blitzkrieg, we want you to eradicate the problem. Remember, trial basis, right? You get to step into the ring with the little rookie that could, Donny Mason. I want him eliminated for good. It won’t take much, he’s green and you’re the Sexual Titan.. The star of the show.. You’re RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMESSES. All you have to do is put him away, and we’ll call off the dogs after November 19th. We’ll walk away and gladly hire you to be the crown jewel of the Kazoka Office. Think about it.

(Gabriel laughs to himself, looking over at Ito.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Don’t you just love the fuzzies? That feeling where you just have such love running through your veins?

Touma Ito: I think I’m in love.

Nicholas Gabriel: Oh really? What’s her name?

(Touma Ito pulls out his phone, showing her to Nicholas Gabriel. Gabriel begins to cackle to himself.)

Nicholas Gabriel: Oh, Ito she is beautiful. She is dashing, she is ravishing. She will be all yours soon enough! All you have to do is prove your point at Standoff. Embarrass the Shining Star, and she will crawl to you.

(Nicholas begins to laugh again, growing louder with his cackle as the phone is turned around to reveal Himari, the fiance of MYOJIN.)

Nicholas Gabriel: I’m a sucker for a love story.

(The laughter continues as the shot fades out back to ringside.)

Dilan Valentine: What a strange night it has been. Before we get to our main event tonight, we do have some more news about the next Blitzkrieg. On top of the SWWS Tag Team Title match, on top of Ramesses defending his #1 spot in the Superior Six against Donny Mason, we are going to have another Superior Six contest as Daniel Horror puts his spot on the line against Raul Ramirez!

Lori Swick: Oh wow! Daniel Horror seems to have an issue with Ramirez, that should be a very interesting contest.

Leo Criss: Let’s talk about tonight though, we’re not done yet, Dilan.

Dilan Valentine: Absolutely not. For the first time on Blitzkrieg, we are having a Falls Count Anywhere match. Guthrie Graupe of the Iron Hearts will battle the former NHL Bruiser, Edward Cronin. A lot of bad blood between these two.

Lori Swick: Absolutely! Cronin has not made any friends inside of the locker room, and for whatever reason, has been targeting the Iron Hearts. Not the smartest move.

Leo Criss: You have to remember, this is anything goes! This is right up the alley of Cronin!

Dilan Valentine: Let’s take it to the Ring Announcer.

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Ring Announcer: The following is your main event of the evening...and is a FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH!!!

(‘The Stroke’ hits the speakers to a lousy reaction from the audience. Stepping out from behind the curtain is Edward Cronin. The burly bastard, formerly an NHL bruiser, makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos behind him.)

Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. On his way to the ring, fighting out of Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighing in at 240lbs… HE ISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS THEEEEEEEEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENACE OF THE IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE…. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDWARD CROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONIN!!!!

(Cronin has no interest in even looking at the fans, stopping at the bottom of the ramp prior to sliding into the ring. He storms around the ring, pacing back and forth with anger in his eyes.)

Dilan Valentine: Just look at the intensity in the eyes of Edward Cronin. Such anger, such fire!

Lori Swick: Cronin has been on a warpath as of late, fighting with the Iron Hearts in every contest he has been in. He’s been intentionally getting himself disqualified on Blitzkrieg ever since Prologue. He even attacked Guthrie Graupe at the Legacy Gauntlet after Graupe eliminated him. The ring won’t be enough to contain these two.

(Cronin paces back and forth like a caged animal as the lights begin to dim down, fading out ‘The Stroke’.

Lights in the arena completely go out as the cheering grows loud.

‘Sonne’ hits the speakers, with that dreaded countdown…

Eins..

Zwei..

Drei..

Vier..

Fünf..

Sechs..

Sieben..

Acht..

Neun..

Loud sirens take over the speakers, coinciding with the song.

Aus

The instrumentals of the song kick in, as the lights shine down on Guthrie Graupe on the stage. The crowd erupts in cheers for the Tap-Out Artist of the Iron Hearts while he makes his way down to the ring.)

Ring Announcer: And his opponent.. Fighting out of Hamburg, Germany. Weighing in at 219lbs.. REPRESENTING THE IRON HEARTS… GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTHRIE GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUPE!!!!

(Graupe’s eyes haven’t left Cronin while he continues his way down the ramp. Cronin quickly exits the ring...AND THE TWO BEGIN BRAWLING OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!!)

Dilan Valentine: Oh they’re not wasting any time!

Falls Count Anywhere Match
Edward Cronin vs. Guthrie Graupe

(DING DING DING!!!)

(Graupe immediately pushes Edward Cronin into the ring apron, throwing in a series of rights to the former NHL lineman. Cronin tries getting out of the tough situation, but is met with a hard back elbow to the top of his head from Graupe! Graupe quickly backs up, removing his ring jacket, and charges back in at Cronin who catches him in a bearhug!! Cronin wastes no time in running Graupe backwards into the guard rail!!!)

Dilan Valentine: Do you guys think they might not like each other?

Lori Swick: Think of all the disrespect that Edward Cronin has shown the Iron Hearts. This feels like a culmination of their hatred!

(Cronin grabs onto the head of Graupe, slamming it down onto the guard rail with authority!!! Graupe drops to a knee to try and regain his bearings, but Cronin picks up the Iron Hearts jacket and wraps it around the throat of Graupe!! The German superstar grabs onto the jacket to try and get some room between it and his throat, but can’t quite get there. Cronin pulls him up, dragging Graupe towards the ramp. Using the jacket, Cronin throws Graupe into the side rail on the ramp!! Graupe collapses against the rail, being willed on by the audience members. Cronin walks over, smacking Graupe around several times before having a war of words with one fan in particular.)

Leo Criss: I love this! Edward Cronin truly gives zero fucks about the audience or even Graupe.

Dilan Valentine: Language!

(Cronin pulls Graupe from the rail, catching him several times with forearms to the side of the head. Graupe fires back with a forearm of his own, but the veteran bruiser kicks the chest of Graupe in response. Cronin pulls Graupe towards the middle of the ramp, and picks him right up before slamming him onto the ramp with a hard body slam! The metal of the ramp clashes to the cringing from the audience. Cronin kicks Graupe while he’s down, looking around at the audience.)

Lori Swick: Guthrie Graupe is definitely out of his element here. He is a technical wrestler trying to win a street fight. This is not going according to plan at all.

(Graupe tries getting to his feet, but Cronin is right on him, delivering a hard right to Graupe that sends him further up the ramp. Cronin continues after him, kicking Graupe back to his knees. Cronin eyeballs the guard rail, walking over to it. He grips onto the rail to try and separate it, but isn’t able to get it done. A fan tries to interject, but Cronin shoves the fan away and grabs the steel chair that they were sitting in.)

Dilan Valentine: This isn’t right!!

(Slamming the chair closed, Cronin walks up to Graupe, kicking him onto all fours. The Menace of the Ice raises the chair high..SLAMMING IT DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF GUTHRIE GRAUPE!!! IT’S RAISED AGAIN..AND SLAMMED DOWN ONTO HIS BACK FOR A SECOND TIME!!! GRAUPE WINCES IN PAIN AS HE TRIES TO GET FURTHER UP THE RAMP, TO NO AVAIL AS A THIRD CHAIRSHOT CONNECTS!!)

Lori Swick: Come on Graupe, you have to fight back!!

(Cronin has a sick smile on his face while setting the chair up on the top of the ramp. He looks down at Graupe, softly kicking him across the side of the head to mock the Tap-Out Artist. Cronin slowly pulls up Graupe, delivering a knee strike to the chest of Graupe...BUT GRAUPE FIRES BACK WITH ANOTHER RIGHT HAND!! CRONIN TRIES TO GO FOR A PUNCH, BUT GRAUPE DUCKS INTO A GO BEHIND. HE’S LOOKING FOR THE GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE RAMP!! CRONIN THROWS A HARD BACK ELBOW IN, BREAKING UP THE WAISTLOCK. EDWARD CRONIN PICKS UP GRAUPE INTO A SCOOP, WALKING OVER TO THE CHAIR. HE LIFTS GRAUPE HIGH, ALLOWING HIM TO DROP BEHIND QUICKLY. CRONIN AGAIN LOOKS FOR THE BACK ELBOW, BUT GRAUPE DUCKS UNDER AND APPLIES A BEARHUG. HE STEPS OVER QUICKLY, BRINGING CRONIN ALONG WITH HIM..AND DELIVERS A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ONTO THE SEAT OF THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!)

Leo Criss: OUCH!!!

(Cronin is writhing in pain as Graupe looks over at the referee. Instead of going for the cover though, Graupe climbs down from the ramp. He grabs onto a trash can, throwing it backwards onto the ramp. Cronin holds onto his back while trying to move, but isn’t getting very far. Graupe goes to climb back up, using the guard rail for assistance. Cronin is back up though, and kicks Graupe from the ramp, sending the German backwards off of the ramp and guard rail to the floor!!!)

Dilan Valentine: Oh damn!!

(Cronin digs through the trash can to see what he can find. So far, nothing good is in the can. Disappointed, Cronin walks over to the edge of the ramp, hopping off to go after Graupe again. Cronin walks over to the side of the stage, grabbing Graupe. He grips onto the neck of Graupe, throwing him hard into the side of the stage!! The thud echoes through the audience!! Not satisfied with his work, Cronin slams his head into the side of the stage repeatedly before throwing him down!!)

Lori Swick: This is bad. Graupe is getting his face re-arranged by the stage!!

Leo Criss: It might be an improvement.

Dilan Valentine: Leo!!

Leo Criss: What?!

(Getting an idea, Cronin continues to beat down Graupe against the stage. Seeing the opening, Cronin exits through the curtain with malicious intent in mind. Graupe continues trying to get up, but is unable to. He leans back against the side of the stage, trying to recover from the attack from Cronin.)

Dilan Valentine: I don’t know what Graupe has to do to get back in this match.

Lori Swick: Oh no..

(Lights appear behind the curtain. Slowly coming through the curtain is a production car!! Edward Cronin is behind the wheel!!! Graupe looks to be completely wore out from the attack while noticing the car being steered in his direction.)

Dilan Valentine: Are you shitting me?!

Leo Criss: LANGUAGE!! Works both ways!!

Lori Swick: Boys! That’s a movie production car.. It’s used to transport cast and staff from one soundstage to the next!! Come on!!

(Cronin struggles to get the car moving, but slams on the gas!!! CRONIN IS COMING AT HIM WITH THE CAR...IT’S COMING CLOSE!!! GRAUPE USES THE LAST BIT OF HIS ENERGY FROM EARLIER BY DIVING AT THE CAR...LEAPING OVER THE HOOD AT THE WHEEL WHERE EDWARD CRONIN IS!!! THE CAR SLAMS INTO THE SIDE OF THE STAGE, AND GUTHRIE GRAUPE IS LAYING INTO EDWARD CRONIN WITH A SERIES OF SHARP LEFT HANDS TO THE HEAD!!!)

Lori Swick: Oh thank God!!

(Cronin is trying to get out of the car, but Graupe climbs into the seat next to him. He continues with the punches to the head of Cronin, eventually knocking the Bruiser out of the Production Car!! Graupe struggles to get out of the car, but is after Cronin!! Cronin leans against the guard rail, but Graupe charges in, clotheslining him into the crowd!!! Cronin is being attacked by audience members!!! Graupe climbs into the crowd as well, joining the fans in attacking Edward Cronin!!)

Leo Criss: This isn’t fair, it’s a handicap match now!!!

(Graupe pulls Cronin up, holding his arms back for a fan who delivers a chop to the chest of the Bruiser!! Another fan offers Graupe a beer, who takes it..He raises the cup high while climbing onto an empty chair..GUTHRIE GRAUPE TAKES A HUGE DRINK OF THE BEER TO A HUGE OVATION FROM THE AUDIENCE!!! HE’S GOING..HE’S GOING..THE CROWD IS GROWING RESTLESS..AND GRAUPE DOWN THE BEER ENTIRELY!!! THE AUDIENCE IN GOLIATH STUDIOS HAS ERUPTED IN CHEERS!!!!)

Lori Swick: He doesn’t drink!!! I hope he doesn’t regret that!!

Dilan Valentine: You obviously haven’t seen him at parties. He’ll peek his head up from a book and drink like a mad man. Look at his girlfriend for crying out loud!!

(Graupe jumps down from the chair, throwing in a European uppercut to Cronin!! Cronin stumbles through the crowd, taking forearm shots and punches from various audience members. He’s finally at the rail near ringside..GRAUPE CHARGES IN..AND CRONIN THROWS HIM OVER THE GUARDRAIL RIGHT INTO THE SIDE OF THE RING!!! CRONIN FALLS OVER THE RAIL TO RINGSIDE AND IMMEDIATELY MAKES THE COVER ON GUTHRIE GRAUPE!!!)

Referee: ONE!!! TWO!!! THR-!!!

(Guthrie Graupe manages to kick out!! Cronin is furious with the kick out from Graupe, and proceeds to pound away at Graupe with vicious right hands!! Cronin quickly pulls him up, and throws Graupe into the ring under the bottom rope. Leaning against the apron from fatigue, Cronin looks down under the ring and reaches for something..The crowd is jeering loudly for Cronin until they see what he has pulled out..A HOCKEY STICK!!!)

Lori Swick: WHERE DID HE FIND A HOCKEY STICK DOWN THERE???

(Cronin slides into the ring slowly, noticing Graupe is struggling to his feet. He grips the hockey stick with both hands..and charges in to drive the stick into the neck of Graupe!!! GRAUPE IS LAID OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!)

Dilan Valentine: Alright, this has gone too far. He has tried to run over Graupe with a Production Car, tried to slam him onto an opened chair..and NOW he’s cross checking Guthrie Graupe!! That’s enough!!

(Feeling proud of himself, Cronin leans back in the corner. He reaches into his pocket, pulling out his pack of cigarettes. He pulls one out, and lights it up. The crowd is ready to jump the rail and attack Cronin, but he exhales some smoke into the air with a smile on his face. He picks up the hockey stick, kicking Graupe into a seated position. Taking another drag of his cigarette, Cronin walks behind Graupe, slamming the blade of the hockey stick onto the canvas several times. Graupe holds his throat from the cross check earlier. CRONIN MEASURES UP GRAUPE, SWINGING THE HOCKEY STICK BACK TO GO FOR A SLAPSHOT ACROSS THE BACK OF GRAUPE..BUT GRAUPE SWINGS HIS LEGS BACK, INTERTWINING THEM WITH THE LEG OF CRONIN TO BRING HIM TO THE CANVAS!!! GRAUPE GRABS THE HOCKEY STICK AND DRIVES THE END OF IT RIGHT INTO THE HEAD OF EDWARD CRONIN!!!!)

Leo Criss: NO WAY!!!

(Graupe stumbles for a moment, falling onto Cronin. He hooks both legs tightly for good measure!!!)

Referee: ONE!!! TWO!!! THRE-!!!!

(CRONIN KICKS OUT!!!! GRAUPE SITS HIMSELF UP IN DISBELIEF!!)

Lori Swick: HOW DID HE KICK OUT OF THAT???!

(GRAUPE CLIMBS TO HIS FEET, USING THE ROPES FOR GUIDANCE. CRONIN IS LEANING AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLES, HIS HEAD IS BLEEDING FROM THE IMPACT OF THE HOCKEY STICK TO THE HEAD. CRONIN IS SLOWLY GETTING TO HIS FEET, GLARING THROUGH THE BLOOD AT GRAUPE!! GRAUPE CHARGES IN, TAKING A KNEE LIFT FROM CRONIN!!! CRONIN GRABS THE HOCKEY STICK, STRAIGHTENING IT WITH BOTH HANDS AND DRIVES IT ACROSS THE SPINE OF GUTHRIE GRAUPE!!!)

Lori Swick: NO MORE!!

(GRAUPE STUMBLES OVER TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, NEARLY FALLING OVER TO GET SOME SPACE. CRONIN TAKES THE BLADE OF THE HOCKEY STICK UNDER THE CHIN OF GRAUPE, FORCING HIM TO HIS FEET.. CRONIN RAISES THE STICK UP, BUT IS HEADBUTTED RIGHT ON THE CUT BY GUTHRIE GRAUPE!!! GRAUPE GRABS THE HOCKEY STICK, PUTTING IT IN THE ARMS OF CRONIN TO KEEP HIS ARMS FROM MOVING FORWARD..GRAUPE SLAPS ON A GUILLOTINE CHOKE..THE BODY SCISSORS APPLIES AS HE DROPS TO THE CANVAS WITH CRONIN!!!)

Dilan Valentine: COULD THIS BE IT??!

(GRAUPE WRENCHES AS TIGHT AS HE CAN ON THE GUILLOTINE CHOKE!!! CRONIN’S LEGS HIT THE BOTTOM ROPE, BUT THERE’S NO ROPE BREAKS IN THIS CONTEST!!! CRONIN CONTINUES FIGHTING WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS, AND GRAUPE FIGHTING WITH EVERYTHING THAT HE HAS AS WELL...THE FIGHT IS BEGINNING TO FADE OUT OF EDWARD CRONIN...THE REFEREE CHECKS IN ON BOTH MEN...HE CHECKS CRONIN...AND CALLS FOR THE BELL!!!)


(DING DING DING!!!)

(‘Sonne’ hits the speakers for a second time!!! Guthrie Graupe releases the guillotine choke, falling back onto the canvas!!!)

Ring Announcer: HERE IS YOUR WINNER BY REFEREE STOPPAGE… GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTHRIE GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUPE!!!!!

Dilan Valentine: What a fight!!!

Lori Swick: I never want to see these two fight like this again!! I couldn’t breathe!!

(Guthrie Graupe slowly sits himself back up, pulling himself away from Edward Cronin with a look of shock on his face. Cronin remains motionless, allowing Graupe to slowly get to his feet. The referee raises the hand of the Tap-Out Artist, but Graupe keeps his eyes on Cronin before acknowledging the cheering audience.)

Dilan Valentine: I’m going to say this just one time. No more hockey sticks or production cars in matches! Guthrie Graupe withstanding a tremendous amount of punishment here tonight, and still found a way to come away with the victory against all the odds.

Leo Criss: I have to hand it to him. Edward Cronin brought a fight that nobody expected him to. This was a war outside of the ring, and it ended just the way Graupe wanted, inside of the ring.

(Graupe nearly falls over, leaning against the ropes as Edward Cronin is slowly moving. Surprisingly, the audience is beginning to cheer for Cronin as well. Graupe drops to the canvas and slowly exits the ring.)

Dilan Valentine: What a night we had tonight. In two weeks we have a Tag Team Title match, two Superior Six defenses, and who knows what else will take place? Matthew Knox and Don Tirri will be back at Goliath Studios soon enough.. Thank you so much for joining us..AND IT’S ONTO PARADIGM!!!!

(With ‘Sonne’ still playing in the background, Guthrie Graupe stands at the bottom of the ramp, throwing his hands back while standing tall as Blitzkrieg comes to an end!!!)

(Fade to Black.)