A/N: Hey Guys and Gals! Let's do this!
The show opens up to the commentary table. Jason Perkins and Ryan 'Tyler T' Tuff smiling at the camera.
"Welcome everyone! This is the SSW Forever Go Home Show for Fighting For Freedom!" Perkins exclaims.
"Tonight we have both contract signings and matches!" Tuff smiles.
A contract signing set-up is in the ring. Devious plays and The Freelancers walk out, clutching their SSW Forever Tag Team Championships.
They get in the ring (after checking every corner of course) and sit down. They wait a few seconds before No Mercy plays.
The Darkest Souls walk out and get in the ring. They sit across from The Freelancers, still wearing their masks and still having their hoods up.
"Darkest Souls. All I can say is that at Fighting For Freedom, the only thing that you two will be fighting for...is freedom from us!" Edward exclaims before The Freelancers sign the contract. Edward slams the mic down and The Freelancers stare at The Darkest Souls.
Cast picks up the contract and looks at it with his cold, gray eyes. He pulls down his mask. "...Your names are the least important thing on this piece of paper. Less important than each and every period. Less important than each and every mess up Luke here made writing his name." Cast says, never breaking his serious look. Carry pulls down his mask and lifts his mic up.
"And when it come to the match...Your names will be less important than all the offense you put against us. We will come out on top for two reasons" Carry informs. Him and Cast put up two fingers. "First *they both hold up one finger*, we will do anything to win...and second *they flip The Freelancers off*, we will show No Mercy." Carry and Cast sign the contract before putting their half-masks back on. The Freelancers stand up in anger, but The Darkest Souls ignore this and leave the ring.
The Freelancers throw the table and scream at The Darkest Souls. "GET BACK HERE AND FIGHT US!" Luke screams.
Suddenly, Chrome Hearts plays and The Wayne Bros walk onto the stage, staring at The Darkest Souls before continuing to the ring.
"Hey Freelancers? Remember us? We are the guys that almost beat you at Hall Of Pain! We have talked with Mr. Riddle, and he is giving us one more title match...right now in a tornado tag match! If we when, we get to fight The Darkest Souls at FFF!" Derick exclaims before The Freelancers and The Wayne Bros start brawling.
The Darkest Souls walk back down and sit against the barricade, watching. The bell rings and The Wayne Bros dump The Freelancers out of the ring before hitting double Tope Con Hilo's. The crowd pops as The Bros jump up and scream in joy.
They look down on The Darkest Souls, who are looking up emotionlessly. Suddenly, The Freelancers lay The Wayne Bros out with double chair-shots to the back of The Wayne Bros heads. The bell rings as The Freelancers throw The Wayne Bros against the ring post over and over and over again.
Medics run out and rip The Freelancers off. The Medics check on The Wayne Bros as The Freelancers laugh at The Darkest Souls.
"That's gonna happen to you!" Edward laughs. "We are going to decimate y-" Carry slaps the taste out of Edward's mouth while Cast trips Luke, making him hit his jaw on the barricade. Cast and Carry drag Edward to the steel steps and do the Heartache V2 (Wheelbarrow [Carry]/X-Factor [Cast]) onto the steps.
Luke starts getting up and Carry walks towards him while Cast goes the other way. When Luke gets up, he realizes that he is surrounded. Cast grabs him and locks in a camel clutch while Carry screams at Luke.
Cast lets go of Luke's head right as Carry hits the Knee of Hades on Luke. The Darkest Souls walk over to the ring and pull out two steel chairs. They set them up in the ring before surprisingly grabbing two acoustic guitars.
The sit on the chairs and the lights darken. The only light is on Jacob Carry and Cast. They both set up mics and begin strumming the guitars.
"I made an ocean" they sing in a deep and soft voice "to take me away. Back to strawberry fields and a god that was real, till they took my sunshine away..."
"I'm a liar at night.." Cast sings.
"I'm a fighter by day" Carry finishes.
"I'm a rolling thunder on the back of the rain. I am the smoke in your lungs, I am the black in your plague... I am the one whose taking joy in your pain..." Both look up.
"Freelancers... If you want to beat us, you have to know who we are... We are brothers from other mothers.. We both learned that you can't be stabbed in the back if you have no friends..." Cast mutters.
"And look at how good we've gotten. At Fighting For Freedom...we will show" Carry glares.
"No Mercy." They both say before leaving.
"Wow.. I personally can't wait to see that match!" Perkins exclaims.
"Same here! But up next is the contract signing between Jeff Rizzo and Jason Sabre!" Tuff replies.
Bangarang plays as Jeff Rizzo walks out in a suit. He walks down to the ring, smugly, and gets on the apron. He fixes his tie before dabbing. He steps into the ring and sits at the table. He picks up a mic.
"At Fighting For Free-" Weight Of My Pride plays. Jason Sabre walks onto the stage. "Ex-freaking-cuse me?!" Rizzo screams. "You can freaking wait till I'm done talking!" Rizzo is seething. Sabre raises his hands and walks back to the back. Jeff fixes his tie. "As I was say-" Weight Of My Pride plays yet again and Sabre walks onto the stage again. "GO AWAY!" Rizzo screams as Sabre pretends to apologize.
"I'm so sorry! I thought this was catering!" Sabre 'apologizes' before leaving.
Rizzo clears his throat. He raises the mic and Weight Of My Pride plays. Sabre walks out with a mic as Jeff throws a fit in the ring.
"Okay that time it was on purpose" Sabre chuckles. "Jeff, you are acting like I took away your building blocks!"
"Why building blo-"
"Because you are a big baby!" Sabre exclaims as he sits down, opposite of Jeff. "Listen, since the very first episode, you have bullied me around. Face the facts: I am the Ace of Pro Wrestling. I can have a great match with anyone. Jeff, I'm the Ace, you're the ass." Sabre nods before signing the contract. Jeff jumps up to his feet, angry.
"YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT BEING THE ACE OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING? FINE! FOR THE PAST ALMOST THREE YEARS, ALL MY ONE ON ONE PAY-PER VIEW MATCHES HAVE BEEN AT LEAST FIVE STARS! WIN, LOSE, OR DRAW, I PUT OUT FIVE STAR MATCHES! I'VE MADE HISTORY! I'VE HAD THE MOST FIVE STAR MATCHES IN A CAREER AND I'VE ONLY DONE THIS FOR EIGHT YEARS!" Jeff screams, tired of being interrupted. "I HAD A SIX STAR MATCH WITH THAT IRISH BASTARD, TANK GIBBS, BEFORE OMEGA VS OKADA! I AM THE ACE OF PRO WRESTLING, AND YOU! Are! Nothing." Jeff signs the contract. The two men stand up and stare at each other, full of hate.
"Jeff Rizzo, at Fighting For Freedom, I will show you why they call me the Ace." Sabre drops the mic.
"Jason Sabre, at Fighting For Freedom, I will accomplish one of my many 'Rizzolutions' and defeat you." Jeff drops the mic. They shake hands. Sabre goes to leave, but Rizzo pulls him into the table.
He, while still holding Sabre's arm, slides under the table. Sabre screams in pain as the arm is pulled. Rizzo low blows Sabre before turning him away from the table. He pulls Sabre's right leg under the table as Sabre cries out in pain. Rizzo throws him into the turnbuckle and goes for the Rizzo Kick.
Sabre narrowly dodges it, but is limping and holding his right arm. Rizzo tries to free his leg, but Sabre gets on the apron and does the Final Resolution to Rizzo's ankle. Medics run down to check on both men. The Final Resolution ended up messing Sabre's leg up more.
"Talk about hate!" Perkins exclaims.
"But up next, Crow from the Fight Against The Corrupt will be having an open challenge!" Tuff exclaims.
Painted Smile plays as F.A.T.C. stands in the ring, all wearing their masks. Belle takes off her mask and the crowd erupts in boos.
"Last week, I turned on Levi-The Great. Tonight, I announce a premonition I have had." Belle closes her eyes. "The next Pay-Per View for SSW Forever will be called...The Last Day. At this show..." She opens her eyes. "Three briefcases will be hung above the ring at separate times. The first two will be Chance Cases. One will have a Killjoy Title Match at any point in time...the other will be fired." Belle hands the mic to Jinx, who has taken off his mask.
"The final one is the Last Chance Briefcase. This briefcase will have everyone in SSW Forever competing for it. This briefcase grants you an SSW Championship match at any point of your choosing. However," Jinx's eyes shine. "This briefcase can only be used once. You cannot take it back before the bell rings...you cannot un-cash in. You only get...one chance...your last chance, if you will" Jinx smiles. "But let's talk about tonight! Crow here will be accepting anyone who thinks they can take us!" Jinx laughs as Luna and Crow take off their masks.
War plays and the crowd goes crazy. F.A.T.C. watches the entrance ramp, but no one comes out.
Suddenly, Jack removes his mask to reveal not Jack, but Levi! The crowd goes wild as Levi throws everyone but Belle out of the ring. Belle looks at him emotionlessly before rolling out of the ring.
Crow gets up and the rest of F.A.T.C. gets on the apron, including Jack, who came from under the ring. Levi is distracted by this and Crow hits the Crow's Nest (Butterfly Piledriver). The bell rings and Crow pins Levi as the crowd boos.
The F.A.T.C. gets into the ring. Jinx sits on Levi's chest and is about to cut Levi's cheeks, but Belle stops him.
"Master Jinx? Shouldn't we wait until Fighting For Freedom?" Belle asks. Jinx nods and cuts Levi's arm instead. Jinx draws the bloody smile again.
"Smile For Me" Jinx laughs. He lifts his bloody finger and licks Levi's blood off. Suddenly, the lights go out. When they return, Jinx is in the ring, alone. He has a shocked look on his face.
"You will pay for your sins soon enough, Jinx Trival..." A soft, female voice echoes throughout the arena.
"What was...that?" Tuff asks.
"I have no idea, but up next, we have Katrina Love taking on Brianna Asher!" Perkins informs with a smile.
Miss Jackson plays as Katrina Love and Jeff Rizzo walk out. She is bragging while Jeff nods. They get in the ring before Sky's The Limit plays.
Brianna Asher walks onto the stage as the audience cheers. She has a mic. "Katrina Love, you and I both know you can't win by yourself. Jeff Rizzo has to help you, so I got even" Asher smiles. Weight Of My Pride plays and Jeff Rizzo's eyes get wide.
Jason Sabre runs down. Rizzo rolls out of the ring and they start forearm smashing one another, KO/Zayn style. Love is distracted by this, giving Asher the advantage.
Asher german suplex's Love out of her boots! Asher is beating down on Love as the crowd's cheers get louder and louder with each shot. The ref pulls Asher off and pushes them into separate turnbuckles.
The bell rings and they lock up. Love rakes Asher's eyes. The ref doesn't see this, and Love starts punching Asher's eye. Soon the ref does notice and tries ringing the bell, but Rizzo takes him out with a rope assisted enzuigiri. Rizzo rolls into the ring as Love forces Asher into the turnbuckle.
"Where's Sabre?!" Tuff cries out. The camera pans over to show Sabre handcuffed to the ring, under the apron. Rizzo laughs at Sabre before going for the Rizzo Kick on Asher!
...before he is suddenly hit with a Busaiku Knee Strike. The crowd goes crazy as Paul Catapult holds up the rock on signs before telling Jeff to suck it. Love tries attacking Paul, but he slides under.
When Love turns around, Asher hits/locks in the Beautiful Nightmare! Catapult helps the ref up and Love frantically taps out. The bell rings as Catapult frees Sabre.
Rizzo drags Love out of the ring while glaring at both Sabre and Catapult.
Titantron
Alan Riddle appears on the screen. "This past week, SSW United announced three of their five representatives for the Strong Style Cup. I do not like the idea of being outdone, so I will do the same. At Fight For Freedom, Paul Catapult will make his in ring return inside the match. Also, The Wayne Bros will represent Forever! I wish the three of you best of luck!" Riddle smiles before the video darkens.
Ring
The Outsider plays as TriVolt and surprisingly Bayley walk out. TriVolt holds the rope down for her before getting in himself. He grabs a mic for him and Bayley.
"Last week, I was disgusted." Bayley mutters.
"Cynthia said some terrible things to Anthony. While I can't wait to beat down Anthony and prove that I am the better man, he has proven to me that he is more of a man than most of the 'men' in that God Forsaken locker room!" TriVolt rants. "Cynthia, it's you who needs to realize something. You are not a woman... You're just a-"
"BITCH!" Bayley screams, shocking everyone. "While my husband and Anthony might be fighting, they...no WE are like a family: You mess with one of us, you mess with all of us!"
The Sanctuary plays and Anthony Dre walks out. He steps into the ring. "Guys...It's fine. She's right, I shouldn't have put Katie in a dangerous situation. I shouldn't have-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" TriVolt screams. "Two things: First, she is just a jealous, pompous, blowhard who doesn't realize how good of a man you are." TriVolt shakes Anthony's hand. "Second, I'm gonna kick your ass at Fight For Freedom" TriVolt low blows Anthony. "You're my family after." TriVolt drops the mic and rolls out of the ring.
"I can't-" Perkins starts out, but is stopped by Mama playing. The crowd cheers as Samuel, Charlie, Draco, and Fear walk out. Samuel sits in the center of the ring.
"Mmmmmm" Samuel hums while looking through the crowd with his purple eyes. "Hello...my name...is Samuel!" Samuel smiles evilly. "Mama...we all go to hell!" Samuel sings creepily. "Mama! She guides us and helps us get stronger! Red, you will fall soon enough." Samuel starts biting his fingers as Charlie, Draco, and Fear stand behind him emotionlessly. "Edgarus. Et non morieris!(Edgar. You will DIE!)" Samuel hisses. "You can't destroy nature Edgar...and yet, you are trying to intimidate the men who burned down every forest!" Samuel breaks out laughing. "Edgar...Freakshow...DIE!" Samuel screams. The lights go out. When they return, the contract signing set-up is set.
Shot 'Em plays and Will Ralston and The Young Bucks walk out. Ralston is still angry about last week.
Ralston rolls into the ring and throws his chair. Kick Ass plays and Ced walks out to a chorus of cheers. Ced sits in the chair opposite from Ralston and The Bucks.
"Well hi there friend!" Ced smiles. "How are you doing today?"
"You think you are so cute..." Ralston glares.
"Bi-"
"No! Shut up! I'm tired of your shit! At Fighting For Freedom, I WILL END YOU! I WILL END THE CED ERA AND BEGIN THE RALSTON AGE!" Ralston screams before signing the contract. Ced starts laughing.
"You have very little confidence as champion, don't you? You are the champion, and yet you still act like I am!" Ced breaks out laughing before getting a concerned look. "Do you need to talk about your feelings, Mr. Wonka?"
"WHY DID YOU CALL ME THAT?" Ralston screams as The Bucks hold him back.
"Will. Willy. Willy Wonka... Mr. Wonka! GET WITH THE PROGRAM!" Ced mocks as the crowd laughs.
"You are such a joke. You are a legit embarrassment to pro wrestling as a whole!" Ralston glares.
"Okay... I can tell that you don't wanna play games and joke around. Fine. I can be serious too" Ced stands up and kicks his chair behind him. The only thing separating Ced and Ralston is the table. "Will Ralston, at Fighting For Freedom, I will defeat you. I will show you and the Bullet Club why you shouldn't bet against Ced!" Ced drops the mic. He signs the contract.
They both throw the table and glare at each other, noses almost touching. Suddenly, Ced is taken out with a kick to the back of his head. The camera pans over to show...Devan!
"Oh my god! Devan's still part of Bullet Club!" Perkins cries out. The Bucks and Ralston hold up the Too Sweet, and Devan Too Sweets them. Devan and The Bucks hit the More Freedom For Your Buck (Devan hits a Burning Hammer, followed by a 450° Splash from Nick, followed by a moonsault from Matt, followed by a Diving Foot Stomp from Devan) on Ced.
Ralston picks up Ced and hits the Reverse 1916. The show ends with BC holding up the Too Sweet over a prone Ced...
