The show opens with Davius Mortis standing in his office, staring out the window. His strange eyes fall onto a butterfly flying around a flower. "The time draws near..." Davius whispers, "soon, everything I have worked on for years will come to life." Davius smiles as the butterfly lands. "This will begin your journey, my prize project. Hopefully, you are well received." Davius says before he is interrupted by the phone ringing. He looks over his shoulder before reaching over and pressing a button, putting the call on speaker. "This is Davius."
"Hello good sir!" A voice that sounds forcibly kind speaks up.
"Mr. Noose. To what do I owe this call?" Davius calmly asks.
"I just wanted to thank you for giving my dear starlet Belle a beautiful opportunity in the Women's Championship Tournament! She will definitely impress you! She is a once in a lifetime talent, y'know!" Edgar Noose responds proudly. Davius is caught off guard by this.
"Sorry, did you say Belle? Belle isn't-" Davius tries to correct him, but Edgar cuts him off.
"Oh, she is just so excited! We must finish preparing! Ta-ta!" Edgar squeals before hanging up. Davius lets out a sigh.
"How obnoxious." Davius shakes his head before he hears a knock on his door. "Come in."
An all too familiar sight to most WFA Viewers enters the room, Seth Sullivan. "Hello Davies. The number one wrestler in the world has just walked into the room!" Seth says with pride. Davius stares at him for a moment before sitting down and pulling out a black teacup and kettle from his desk drawer. He pours himself a cup of tea before he puts a teaspoon of sugar in.
"First, it's Davius. Duh-Vi-Us. Keep that in mind, Mr. Sullivan. I don't take insubordination well." Davius narrows his red eyes at Seth, the nuclear symbols becoming more prominent around his pupils. Then, he looks down at his tea as he stirs in the sugar. "Second, I do not recall signing The Legends Of New School and I refused to sign La Rebelion, so your other statement is incorrect."
"No, I meant me! Freddy Escobar is too dumb to be me, Detrick Cyrus is too punchable to be me, and Jason Sabre is too much of a virgin to be Seth Sullivan!" Seth laughs as Davius sips his tea, choking on it at the last line.
"Excuse me?" Davius raises an eyebrow. "Seth, I don't know if CJ Hawk gave you a concussion, but you aren't in the same league as The Legends Of New School."
"Then why am I in your World Tournament and they aren't?" Seth smugly asks.
"Because I clearly made a mistake. I signed you prior to Immortality 2 to be one of the established talents here. I saw promise in you, and then you let me down." Davius calmly states before Seth reaches over the desk and grabs him by his collar, lifting Davius out of his seat. Davius is unfazed.
"I didn't let anyone down. CJ Hawk got lucky and that's it. I am still the Number One wrestler in the world. No one can touch my talent." Seth glares into Davius' eyes. Davius surprisingly smiles.
"You are right, Seth. You are number one." Davius gives a soft chuckle.
"I'm glad you finally see it my way." Seth pushes him back into the chair.
"Oh, but Seth, you will certainly be seeing my way soon. You are number one, but not in the way you think. You'll understand next week." Davius gives a calm, but sinister smile.
"All that matters is that I am number one! Cobra Club will be reborn soon enough!" Seth proudly walks out of the room. Once he leaves, Davius rubs his temples.
"One week." Davius says as a smile creeps onto his face.
The camera cuts to the ringside area, where a small, but raucous crowd is seen. They scream for attention as the camera pasts by them before landing on the commentary table.
"Hello everyone and welcome to New Horizon Wrestling! My name is Izzy Jones and I am joined by Merle Garnet!" Izzy Jones introduces herself. She is a petite young woman with long blue hair in a ponytail and hazel eyes. She points to the man beside her.
"Tonight, the wrestling world must face the future, whether they are ready to or not." Merle calmly states. He is a slender middle-aged man with short black hair and dark brown eyes.
"And what better way to introduce ourselves than with tournaments to crown our champions! We start it all off with 'The Supernova' Kailene Starr taking on 'The Wicked Harlot' Shelia Psycho!" Izzy claps her hands together.
Aggressive by Beartooth plays to decent applause as Kailene Starr walks onto the stage. She smiles out at the crowd before nodding and storming down the ramp, accepting the audience's pats on her back. She rolls into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle before posing.
"Honestly, one of the most underrated women's wrestlers in all of the WFA. Kailene is an extraordinary woman who has come close to grabbing greatness numerous times!" Izzy excitedly says.
"Clarissa, you can say underrated to describe many women in the WFA. Eventually, it becomes the standard. Kailene is nothing special." Merle cynically responds.
"Yeah, but-" Izzy starts out.
"And in case you haven't heard- Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. If she hasn't done it, she doesn't matter. No participation awards because 'she came close'" Merle continues.
Welcome To The Freakshow by No Name Faces plays as an evil looking harlequin with a black heart on her lips, and a torn up suit with Wicked Harlot stitched to the back with red boots walks onto the stage- Shelia Psycho. She stands at 5'5", compared to Kailene's 5'9". She grabs at her hair and pulls before laughing hysterically. Shelia continues to laugh as she stumbles down the ramp, oblivious to Kailene Starr or the audience. She slowly climbs onto the apron and rolls in. She crawls to the center of the ring and laughs as she lays on her back until her eyes fall on Kailene, to which her face turns serious and venomous.
"A dangerously unhinged person here, Shelia is sometimes referred to as 'The She Klown Who Tortures.' This will not be an easy match for Kailene." Izzy states.
"No match is an easy match, Clarissa. If Kailene decides that Shelia's mental state is any reason to take her lightly, Kailene will be ripped to shreds. I have witnessed Shelia and The Dark Carnival's work. They are not to be taken lightly just because they look like clowns." Merle responds sternly.
Ding Ding!
As the bell rings, Shelia Psycho immediately runs and lunges for Kailene Starr, backing the taller woman into the corner. Shelia unleashes crazed strikes on Kailene, starting off with forearm smashes before descending into scratching. Then, Shelia begins kneeing Kailene in the gut relentlessly, trying to break down Kailene. As Kailene's knees begin to shake and Kailene's body threatens to slide down the corner, Shelia decides to risk the early advantage. Shelia turns around and runs at the opposite turnbuckle, bouncing off of it and running back to Kailene. Shelia goes for a running knee, but Kailene somersaults out of the way smoothly before nailing Shelia with a corner uppercut. Kailene keeps her arm up, preventing Shelia from slouching over, before grabbing Shelia and hitting a Starlight Suplex (Exploder Suplex). Kailene doesn't waste time, grabbing Shelia and picking her up. Kailene goes for a suplex, but Shelia slips behind her, wrapping an arm around her head as she does, and nails an inverted DDT. Shelia quickly mounts Kailene and unleashes a vicious onslaught on Kailene, punching her in the head numerous times. Kailene raises her forearms in front of her face, trying to block some of the attack, but this just results in Shelia grabbing Kailene's right arm and biting it!
Kailene screams in pain as Shelia latches on, digging her teeth into her flesh. Kailene punches the 'Wicked Harlot' in the head several times to loosen Shelia's bite before standing up and stomping down on Shelia's head, ripping her arm away in the process. Shelia tries to continue her attack, but the ref steps in the way as Kailene bleeds from her forearm. Surprisingly, Kailene seems more pissed off by this, rather than scared. When the ref allows the fighting to continue, Shelia lunges for Kailene like a feral dog, but Kailene ducks underneath her lariat, catching Shelia's arm as she does. Kailene pushes Shelia away and hits a ripcord superkick, which sends Shelia through the middle rope and to the outside. Kailene begins clapping her hands together, slowly getting the crowd to do the same as Shelia slowly gets up on the outside (One). Kailene runs and bounces off of the farthest ropes and goes for a suicide dive, but Shelia nails her with a jumping headbutt as soon as Kailene's head passes the middle rope (Two). Kailene falls back into the ring as she holds her head. Meanwhile, Shelia laughs as she leans against the apron (Three). A cameraman gets too close for her liking and she suddenly turns serious.
"You get any closer and I'll fucking gut you!" Shelia screams with venom in her tone, causing the cameraman to take a big step back (Four). Behind her, Kailene begins to get up and notices Shelia threatening the poor man. Kailene storms over and reaches through the middle rope, grabbing Shelia by her hair (Five). Kailene attempts to drag Shelia back into the ring, but Shelia twists and grabs Kailene's right arm, locking in a hanging armbar (Six). Kailene lets out a cry of pain as Shelia begins biting her fingers while maintaining the armbar. Kailene takes a deep breath, drawing her strength, before deadlifting Shelia and pulling her back through the middle ropes and into the ring. Shelia keeps the armbar locked in, as well as the bite. Kailene begins to look angry as she tries to free her arm from 'The Wicked Harlot', punching her in the head several times. Once Shelia's grip begins to weaken, Kailene snaps, ripping her arm away from Shelia before unleashing several stiff stomps to the head of Shelia.
"You wanna play rough?!" Kailene screams, pissed as she bleeds from her right forearm and hand. Kailene suddenly grabs Shelia by the head and yanks her to her feet. Kailene grabs a handful of Shelia's hair before delivering several stiff punches to Shelia's face, painting Shelia with Kailene's own blood. After seven punches, Kailene slaps Shelia across the chest before running at the ropes, going for a handspring back elbow. When Kailene leaps backwards for the elbow, Shelia catches her midair with an o'connor roll. Instead of pinning, Shelia pulls her up and into a german suplex, completing the chaos theory. Shelia bridges.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Shelia is enraged by this, quickly grabbing Kailene by the hair and smashing the back of her head into the mat several times. Shelia then stands up and, while holding tightly onto Kailene's hair, drags her to the corner, sitting her against it. Shelia then pulls at her own hair before letting out a crazed scream. Shelia runs at the opposite corner and bounces off of it. Kailene quickly gets up and meets Shelia in the middle of the ring, attempting a lariat. When Shelia ducks the lariat, Kailene nails the Supernova's Starlight (Scottish Sickle), dropping Shelia. Kailene shakes her head before pulling Shelia back up. Kailene hits a second Supernova's Starlight.
"Those vicious shots to the back of the head are going to unhinge even more of Shelia's mind!" Izzy calls out as Kailene once again pulls Shelia to her feet and hits a third Supernova's Starlight. Kailene lets out a deep breath before picking up Shelia for a third time. This time, Kailene goes for the Blackhole Bomb (Pumphandle Sitout Powerbomb) and it connects. Kailene covers.
One!
Two!
T-Kickout!
Kailene lets out a sigh as she gets on one knee, looking down at Shelia. Kailene then grabs Shelia by the hair and pulls her to her feet. Kailene sets up for the Nova Driver (Spinning Michinoku Driver II), but Shelia slips behind Kailene and pushes her into a corner. Shelia bounces off the opposite corner before hitting Kailene with a jumping knee. Then, Shelia trips Kailene's legs, forcing her to sit against the corner. Shelia lets out a crazed scream before running and bouncing off the opposite corner once again, nailing Kailene with the Wicked View (Running Double Knees to seated opponent) when she returns. Shelia doesn't stop there, enraged by Kailene's earlier offense. Shelia bounces off the corner once again and hits a second Wicked View. As Kailene begins to fall to the side, Shelia eyes the apron and gets a sick smile on her face. Shelia slowly steps onto the apron as Kailene rolls onto it. Shelia begins laughing as she eyes Kailene closely.
"What is going on in the head of this sick individual?" Merle mutters.
Shelia slowly twirls some of Kailene's hair between her fingers, getting a tight grip of it before pulling hard, forcing a scream out of Kailene as she pulls her to her feet. Shelia then grabs Kailene and sets up for the Psychotic Breakdown(Package Piledriver) on the apron.
"She wouldn't…" Izzy whispers.
Kailene tries to fight out, but the crazed smile on Shelia's face shows no worry. With one final laugh, Shelia leaps off the apron and nails the Psychotic Breakdown onto the floor!
"JESUS CHRIST!" Merle screams.
Shelia and Kailene both lay on the outside floor as the ref rushes to check on both women. Shelia, though hurt, laughs softly. In contrast, Kailene looks completely out of it, eyes closed and breathing roughly. Shelia slowly begins to stand up, using the apron as a crutch. Shelia slowly stumbles over to Kailene and wraps her bleeding arm around her neck, trying to pick her up. Hesitantly, the ref re-enters the ring and begins his count (One). Shelia struggles to lift Kailene, due to Kailene being deadweight (Two). Shelia manages to get Kailene to her feet and lean her against the apron (Three). Shelia takes a breather briefly, trying to regain some energy (Four). Shelia then pushes the upper half of Kailene into the ring (Five). Shelia lifts the lower half of Kailene into the ring before sliding in herself to break the count. Shelia covers.
One!
"It's over." Izzy mumbles.
Two!
"Thank god." Merle responds, a hint of concern in his voice.
Thre-KICKOUT!
The crowd loses it as Kailene just manages to lift her shoulder. Shelia stares off in shock before it slowly twists to malice and hatred. Shelia shakes her head rapidly, getting angrier and angrier as Kailene begins to finally stir. Kailene crawls to one of the corners and sits against it. Shelia lets out a crazed scream towards Kailene before going for the Wicked View again, but Kailene puts her legs up, using them to sort of dropkick Shelia away. Kailene grabs onto the top ropes and pulls herself to her feet as Shelia rises up. The two glare at each other before they suddenly begin unloading on each other with punches. Kailene manages to get the advantage, with Shelia beginning to falter. Shelia goes for a right hand, but Kailene catches it and turns it into the Blackhole Bomb. Kailene takes a deep breath before picking up Shelia. Kailene gets behind Shelia and lifts her in an electric chair hold. Kailene hooks one of the legs and hits the Broken Star (One Winged Angel). Kailene hooks the leg.
One!
Two!
Three!
"After one hellacious match, Kailene Starr is the victor." Izzy speaks as Kailene weakly lays on the mat. The ref checks on both her and Shelia Psycho, as neither is moving.
"I am not the biggest fan of Kailene Starr. As far as I am concerned, her biggest claim to fame is her husband. Nonetheless, I was impressed by her performance." Merle states. "However, we shouldn't overlook Shelia's performance either. Shelia, despite her deranged nature or maybe because of it, stood on the same level as Kailene for the majority of this match and, without a doubt in my mind, would've won if she got Kailene back in the ring sooner."
"That is a possibility, but no matter what the possibilities are, Kailene Starr won and she will be moving on to the next round." Izzy responds as the doctors check on both Kailene and Shelia.
Inside a public library, a woman is seen reading a book. She has shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. She has an athletic but lithe figure. She stands at 5'5". She is wearing an elegant burgundy dress and blazer, along with a pair of glasses. As she reads, she soon finds that the light source is blocked out as a shadow stands over her.
"You must be my partner for the tag tournament! Hayley, right?" A feminine voice says as Hayley looks up calmly. Standing before her is a 5'2" woman with blue eyes and long wavy blonde hair. She has tan skin and a very petite body. She is wearing tie dye harem pants and a baja jacket, along with a tie dye headband.
"Yes. I assume you are Shayla Rayne?" Hayley questions in a polite and reserved tone.
"Yup!" Shayla grins and gives a light laugh. "I'm so excited to team with you! We are going to have fun!"
"You do realize that we just met, correct?" Hayley raises an eyebrow at the excitable hippie in front of her.
"Yeah, but I'm really excited to compete tonight! I've been dreaming about this my whole life!" Shayla claps her hands together.
"Unlikely, considering that NHW hasn't been around long." Hayley returns to reading her book.
"No silly, I mean wrestling!" Shayla joyfully throws an arm around Hayley, side hugging her. Hayley looks very confused. "We are going to be best friends!"
"Ahem." Hayley clears her throat, "I will take your word for it, Miss Rayne." Hayley calmly scoots away from Shayla.
"Whatcha reading?" Shayla innocently scoots closer, not realizing that Hayley was putting space between them.
"The Law of Thermodynamics." Hayley responds, not looking up from her book.
"Oh...that's...neat?" Shayla looks confused before she takes off her backpack and digs in it, pulling out a small potted cactus. "This is Pepe The Cactus!"
Hayley looks over at him. "He looks like a nice cactus." Hayley humors Shayla.
"He is!" Shayla exclaims.
"If you don't mind, Miss Rayne, I'd like to finish my book before our match." Hayley politely states.
"Oh, sorry!" Shayla sheepishly laughs before reaching into her backpack, pulling out more potted plants. Eventually, Hayley looks over with surprise, confused as to how over a dozen potted plants managed to fit in Shayla's backpack.
"Oh heavens…" Hayley mutters.
The camera cuts to outside a building. Two men approach it. The first has tan skin and tribal tattoos across his right pec and arm, as well as black tapered high top hair. He has a well kept beard that hangs down slightly at the chin, dark brown eyes, and a lean and decent physique. He is wearing saggy black jeans and a black and red baseball jersey with "Real G" across the shoulders and a giant "13" below it. He is also wearing a black snapback hat. He stands at 6'0".
The second man has tan skin and tribal tattoos across his left pec and arm, as well as a tribal bear tattoo on his left pec. He has buzzed black hair and a well kept beard, along with dark brown eyes and a slightly muscular physique. He is wearing black cargo pants and a white tank top, along with a black bandana around his forehead. He stands at 6'3".
"Where the fuck is she, Vai?" The first asks, annoyed.
"Why you asking me, Niko? Do you see her? I sure don't. I've been with you this whole time." Vai responds, just as annoyed.
"Of course she'd be late to her own surprise. Fucking loser." Niko scoffs. Two women approach them.
The first is a 5'6" Latina with long brown and dark red hair. Her eyes are a fiery brown. She has a curvy physique (think Ivelisse Vélez). She is wearing baggy camouflage pants and a black tank top. She is wearing a red and black bandana around her forehead.
The second is a 5'5" Blasian with brown eyes and medium length black hair in skinny dreadlocks slicked back with a couple dreads hanging in her face. She has an athletic physique with curvy hips. She is wearing gray sweatpants and a white crop-top t-shirt.
"You two got called here too?" The Blasian calmly asks.
"Yeah Kitty." Vai nods.
"Is she harassing you and María too?" Niko raises an eyebrow.
"I wouldn't say harassing." Kitty shrugs.
"Where the fuck is she?" María looks around.
"HELLO FRIENDS!" A woman excitedly walks up to the group. She has slightly tan skin (she is Half-Black, Half-White), stormy gray eyes, eye length curly black fringe with the right side shaved, and a slight pear physique. She is wearing Space Invaders inspired sweatpants and a gaming T-Shirt. "Are you guys excited to see my surprise?" The woman's eyes brighten.
"Shay, spit it out so we can never see you again." Niko glares.
"Hey Niko, it costs $0 to not be a dick. Just saying." Shay returns his glare before smiling again. "Come with me!" She opens the door...or tries to. "Uhh…"
"Uhh?" Kitty raises an eyebrow.
"I, uhh, think I locked us out." Shay makes a popping sound.
"You are so fucking dumb." Vai facepalms.
"I have the key somewhere in here…" Shay checks her pockets before freezing. "I left it in my other pants...which are inside."
"Why are your pants inside this building?" María scrunches up her face.
"Can anyone pick this lock?!" Shay yells, ignoring María's question. Niko puts his hand over Shay's mouth.
"Hey Shay, how about you don't get us arrested?" Niko says, forcing a smile as a police officer walks by, eyeing them closely. Shay stomps on his foot.
"Don't touch my mouth, weirdo." Shay warns.
"Didn't you ever hear hate doesn't solve hate?" Niko yells as Vai holds him back.
"You don't get to quote the black community. You steal enough from us." Shay crosses her arms.
"Hey Shay, your white side is showing prominently." Niko responds. Both try to strangle each other as Kitty and María hold back Shay while Vai holds back Niko.
"Hey! Listen!" Vai screams. "I'll get the door open. Don't kill each other while I do." Vai shakes his head before pulling out a credit card and approaching the door.
After a moment, the door opens and Shay immediately rushes inside. "Welcome to Viva La Street Fighters!" Shay exclaims happily.
"That is not correct." María glares.
"Street Fighters!?" Niko asks, enraged at that nerdy name.
To Be Continued
The camera returns to the arena as Comprendes Mendes by Control Machete plays to a small amount of boos from the indie fans in attendance. A short (5'10") Hispanic man with tan skin and scars all over his torso walks out. He has red eyes and a stout, slight muscular build. He is wearing baggy wrestling pants, black on one side and red on the other. He is also wearing black wrestling gloves and red wrestling boots. He is wearing a luchador mask, which is a black one with red accents modeled after a canine (similar to Kid Lykos). He wears one black elbow pad.
"This man, hailing from Ecatepec de Morelos, Mexico is known as 'El Rey Extremo' Perro Loco." Izzy informs as Perro Loco slides into the ring and storms towards the camera, spitting spanish expletives at the cameraman until the poor guy jumps off the apron and away from Perro Loco.
"Not quite the most polite individual, but he has a mean streak a mile wide. Sometimes, that's all that is needed." Merle speaks. "That's something his opponent, 'Youngblood' Sai Russo, lacks."
"Well, if you watch ICW, you'll see that Sai is more than just a lazy man. There's a reason Sai is in the first round for the Television Championship Tournament." Izzy responds.
All I Want by A Day To Remember plays as the crowd cheers, excited to see Sai Russo.
"Where… Where is he?" Izzy speaks up after a minute. The music cuts as Perro Loco looks confused.
Manipulation by The Black Angels plays as General Manager Davius Mortis walks onto the stage with a mic. "Ladies and Gentlemen, it seems that I have the unfortunate task of informing you all that Sai Russo did not make it to the arena tonight. As such, he will have a replacement for this match." Davius states before turning towards the back. "If there is anyone in the back that wishes to prove themselves, this is your opportunity. Prove to me why you are the future." Davius lowers the mic. There is silence for a moment until…
…
…
AyAyAy! by Snow Tha Product plays to a massive pop. Davius' eyes nearly pop out of his head from sheer shock. "I didn't sign yo-" He stops as a bronze skinned woman with a tone and very fit body walks out. She has dark brown eyes with dark brown hair that has dyed tips over different colors. Her hair is straight and styled naturally. She is wearing an El Generico Mask that has 'The Rebellion' on it, as well as a black 'The Rebellion' T-shirt with tight black shorts.
"I am receiving word that this young woman is named La Reynoso and she is a massive fan of the Female Ace, Sofia Reynoso." Izzy informs as Merle remains mostly quiet, only letting out a sigh.
La Reynoso yanks the mic away from Davius without a care in the world. "Hola!" La Reynoso laughs as the crowd cheers even louder. "La Reynoso is in the building! I am ready, Mr. Morgan, to prove why I am the future! I dedicate this match to my hero- the single greatest wrestler in the world, Sofia Reynoso!" La Reynoso offers to hand the mic back to Davius, but throws it over her shoulder at the last second and walks down to the ring, high fiving the cheering crowd as Davius looks pissed. La Reynoso enters the ring.
"I think it's noble of her to dedicate this match to her hero." Izzy says, amused.
"Are you always this ignorant, Clarissa?" Merle grumbles.
Ding Ding!
As the bell rings, Perro just stares at La Reynoso, unsure how to react to her. Reynoso plays to the crowd, doing the Hulk Hogan taunts. Finally, Perro attacks her from behind, getting nuclear heat on his first night. Perro begins to pummel Reynoso with vicious strikes. After ten punches, Perro picks La Reynoso up and goes for a powerbomb, but La Reynoso slips out and pushes him towards the ropes. When Perro returns, La Reynoso goes for a discus clothesline, but Perro ducks before hitting an arm drag. La Reynoso quickly gets up and hits an arm drag back. Perro gets up quickly and both go for dropkicks, blocking each other out. Both get up quickly and lock up. La Reynoso pushes Perro away and goes for a hurricanrana. It connects, sending Perro away from Reynoso. Perro stands up in the corner and La Reynoso goes for a running knee, but Perro meets her halfway with a running dropkick. Perro grabs her by the hair and pulls at it before hitting a X-Factor on Reynoso. Perro quickly mounts her and begins punching her in the forehead, merciless.
The crowd rains down boos on Perro as he slowly looks up and stares at the crowd. He then picks Reynoso up and spikes her with a tornado DDT. Perro covers.
One!
T-Kickout!
Perro isn't fazed by this and grabs Reynoso by the hair again, smashing her head into the mat relentlessly. Eventually, the ref stops him and checks on Reynoso. Perro is clearly impatient. After a couple seconds, he grabs the ref and pulls him away. Before he can do anything, La Reynoso suddenly stirs, sweeping his legs with a kick. La Reynoso gets up and climbs the turnbuckle. When Perro sits up, La Reynoso hits a diving dropkick on him. Reynoso covers.
One!
Tw-Kickout!
La Reynoso shrugs and picks him up, going for No Scope (Arm Trap Vertical Suplex into a Neckbreaker) early. Perro fights out and hits a spike DDT on Reynoso. Perro stomps on Reynoso a couple times before climbing the turnbuckle. He goes for a frog splash, but Reynoso puts her knees up. She doesn't let Perro roll off her, however, locking in Thornes of a Rose (Kimura Lock with legs wrapped around the waist)! Perro struggles, but refuses to tap out. He slowly begins to stand up. Reynoso tries to tighten the grip, but Perro hits her in the back a couple times. When her grip loosens, Perro reverses into a fireman's carry. He runs and hits a death valley driver into the corner. Perro doesn't wait to continue the onslaught, however. He immediately picks up Reynoso and nails a snap brainbuster. Perro quickly covers.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Perro shakes his head before climbing the turnbuckle again. Perro slowly rises on the top rope before hitting a 450 splash on La Reynoso. Perro then grabs her by the hair and tries to throw her out of the ring, but Reynoso holds on to the top rope and lands on the apron. Perro tries to grab her, but she hits a rope assisted enzuigiri. When Perro takes a step back, La Reynoso nails him with a slingshot Codebreaker. La Reynoso quickly climbs the top rope and waits for Perro to stand up. When he does, she nails him with the Shining Star (Front Flip Piledriver, Sometimes off the top). Before she can pin though, she hits her true finisher- I Saved The World Once In ACW (Running Leg Drop). She covers.
One!
Two!
Three!
"Goddammit." Merle grumbles as the crowd explodes with cheers. La Reynoso bows to the crowd as the ref checks on Perro Loco.
"Perro Loco is a talented man, but clearly, La Reynoso is in a league of her own. I'd argue that she is almost as good as her hero." Izzy smiles.
"You are an imbecile, Clarissa." Merle growls. "La Reynoso is clearly Sofia Reynoso." Merle accuses as La Reynoso heads to the back.
"No, Sofia doesn't wear a mask." Izzy denies. "Nonetheless, La Reynoso wins after taking the spot of Sai Russo. I hope Sai is okay…"
We cut to a Hot Topic, where Sai Russo is seen staring at some clothes on a rack. Sai flips through some of them, but can't decide between two shirts. He has already picked out one, but can only afford two. Oh, how hard it is to be Sai Russo.
Behind him, Ava Knight is scrolling through twitter. She suddenly freezes and looks up at Sai. "Hey Sai… You wouldn't happen to be forgetting something...would you?" Ava asks, seeing that he was supposed to have a match tonight.
Sai continues to stare at the shirts for a whole minute before responding. "I did forget something… Something important." Sai looks over his shoulder at Ava, a look of lazy worry on his face.
"Yeah?" Ava grits her teeth.
"They are doing a buy two, get one free deal. Thanks Ava." Sai grabs all three shirts and walks up to the cash register.
"Sai, you had a match tonight." Ava informs. Sai shrugs as the cashier rings up his shirts.
La Reynoso walks into the backstage area and immediately is greeted by an annoyed Davius Mortis. "Get out. I did not sign you, Sofia." Davius glares.
"Que?" La Reynoso replies before looking around, like she is trying to find Sofia. "I am not Sofia, pend- I mean, amigo."
"I'm not playing, Sofia. Get out of my arena." Davius growls.
"I'm not Sofia! I mean, I wish I was! She is so talented, and pretty, and funny, and smart, and a great driver, and has a nifty boyfriend. Who wouldn't want to be Sofia?" La Reynoso defends herself. "Anyways, I'm moving on to the second round! #LaReynosoForTVChamp!"
Davius slowly smiles. "Actually...you were representing Sai Russo. That means Sai Russo actually moves on to the next round." Davius smirks as he stares at La Reynoso.
"THAT'S BULL-" La Reynoso stops herself and takes a deep breath. "I'm glad I did a good deed for that sloth man. I hope Sofia was impressed by my showing." La Reynoso begins to walk away. As she does, a man approaches from the same direction. He has light brown eyes and long, messy, greasy, light brown hair. He has a five o'clock shadow. He has a decent physique and fair skin. He is wearing baggy Jeff Hardy style jeans and old sneakers, as well as a T-shirt and a size too large flannel that is unbuttoned and with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows.
"Good match, La Reynoso." The man gives a lazy thumbs up.
"Thanks, person that I do not know." La Reynoso responds and, surprisingly, they exchange finger guns as La Reynoso leaves. As the man lazily finger guns, Davius looks at him with annoyance.
"You know that is Sofia, Cole." Davius glares.
"Sofia doesn't wear a mask, They." Cole responds, not using Davius' name.
"Cole, you are my first project I have released. I need you to not mess around." Davius crosses his hands behind his back. "Tonight, you shall fight James Black in the main event. It's a first round match for the World Championship."
"Cool. I'll give him a minute before I lay down. Or maybe 45 seconds. At least 30 seconds. Actually, I could do it in 10. Honestly, I'll probably just lay down as soon as the bell rings. I don't like fighting. Pacifism is a bitch, isn't it, They?" Cole lazily says as he puts his hands in his pockets.
Davius sighs. "Let me put this in a way you can understand, Cole. If you don't take this match seriously...you won't see Rose again." Davius warns and Cole's face turns serious. "I'm not saying you have to win, but I am saying that you better not throw the match. Do I make myself clear?"
Cole is silent for a moment. "Yes They. I understand." Cole sighs. "Who is the next door?" Cole cryptically asks.
"That's for me to know and for the world to find out." Davius walks away. Cole sighs again before walking away.
The scene returns to Viva La Street Fighters (?), where everyone is staring at Shay.
"Shay, explain." Vai crosses his arms.
"The five of us got signed to NHW!" Shay grins widely.
"How the fuck did we get signed?" Niko raises an annoyed eyebrow.
"Oh, I got signed and you guys got included in my contract. In other words, if our team breaks up, I'm the only one that is legitimately signed." Shay informs.
"Is that legal?" Kitty asks, confused.
"We also got money in advance!" Shay states.
"We did?! Woo!" Niko and Vai begin cheering.
"Fuck yeah!" María nods.
"Cool." Kitty calmly nods. "How much?"
"Enough to rent this place!" Shay smiles as everyone stops and stares at her. "What?"
"You spent our money?" Niko asks.
"Yes?" Shay slowly nods. Niko takes a deep breath before trying to attack Shay in the most cartoonish fashion while Vai holds him back.
"Look, just tell us next time in advance, okay kid?" Kitty places a hand on the young Shay's shoulder.
"Now, about this team name…" Vai raises an unamused eyebrow.
"Street Fighters is fucking dumb." Niko states.
"How about The Dreamers?" Kitty suggests.
"Fuck you. That's dumb too." Niko responds and Kitty shrugs.
"How about the Fuck You Squad." María suggests.
"Fuck-" Niko starts out before María glares at him. "Umm… I will respectfully decline your genius and incredibly talented opinion…" Niko slowly says as he slowly steps behind Vai, scared of María.
"How about Street Dreams?" Shay suggests.
"...Alright." Vai nods.
"Fine." Niko crosses his arms.
"Cool." Kitty shrugs.
"I don't care. I just want to whoop ass." María puts her hands on her hips. "When do we debut?"
"I have a match in the tag tournament next week." Shay informs.
"You mean us? Y'know, The Tuala Brothers?" Niko questions, pointing at himself and Vai.
"Or María and me?" Kitty raises an eyebrow.
"Nope. It's me and-" Shay is cut off by a knocking at the door. "Well, that's convenient timing." Shay opens the door revealing…
'The Stormmaker' MATT LOPEZ!
"Are you Shay Sykes?" Matt questions calmly.
"Yes! I'm so excited to be teaming with you! It's going to be so much fun! I'm such a big fan!" Shay fangirls as The Tuala's look annoyed, María facepalms, and Kitty smiles.
"Okay." Matt looks like he regrets coming to meet her. "Look kid, I'm going to be honest. I don't know you outside of your name. Hopefully, we work together well."
"I hope so! Storm & Game Connection BAAAAAAAAAABY!" Shay squeals.
"Storm & Game Connection?" Matt raises an eyebrow. "You know what? Alright kid. You can have that. Just don't let me down, alright." Matt offers his hand. Shay excitedly shakes it.
"Stormmaker and Shy Girl are Number One!" Shay grins from ear to ear.
"I hate her." Niko sighs.
"Oh, be nice." Kitty scoffs. "She's having fun. She deserves it."
"Ey JD!" Vai calls out to Shay. "Mind showing us our rooms?"
"Oh, yeah! Talk to you later, Matt!" Shay shuts the door.
"...Kids these days." Matt quips to himself, giving a light laugh.
The camera returns to the arena. "Up next is a first round match for the tag tournament! We shall see The Dark Carnival take on the team of Hayley Rae and Shayla Rayne!" Izzy exclaims, excited.
"Earlier tonight, we saw one of the members of The Dark Carnival compete against Kailene Starr. We have seen what one member is capable of. Now, we will see two more." Merle adds.
Tchaikovsky Remix by Edvin Marton plays as Hayley Rae walks out, wearing a simple white crop top with a black rose adornment on the shoulder, as well as black tights with various white literary quotes on the legs. She is still wearing her glasses and reading a book. As she gets halfway down the ramp, she closes the book and removes the glasses before smiling at the crowd. She walks up the steps before stepping through the middle rope. She hands her glasses and book to the ref.
"Hayley is known as 'The Most Knowledgeable' because of how smart she is. A bright young mind, yet she is still polite and respectful." Izzy says.
"Just because The Wonder Nerd is polite and respectful does not mean that she has any chance tonight, Clarissa. The Dark Carnival is a different breed. They are monsters like no other." Merle responds.
Why Worry by Set It Off plays as Shayla Rayne walks onto the stage with a basket of flowers as bright lights fill the air. She is wearing a tie dye crop top and shorts with tie dyed boots with fringe, as well as a tie dye shawl with some round tinted glasses and a headband. As she walks down the ramp, she hands the fans some flowers. She then enters the ring and salutes the crowd before removing her shawl, glasses, and headband.
"Honestly, 'Resident Flower Child' is the perfect name to describe Shayla Rayne. She seems like a genuinely wholesome human being." Izzy smiles.
"So because The Wonder Nerd is smart and The Hippie Freak is wholesome, they stand a chance against a group that likely has a kill count? Is that what you are telling me?" Merle questions.
"I'm just saying-" Izzy starts out.
"No, you are just being idiotic. These two young ladies are about to be slaughtered and you are celebrating it. For shame." Merle scolds.
Welcome To The Freakshow by No Name Faces plays to boos as two male clowns walk onto the stage. The first stands at 5'11" and is dressed in a torn up and burned black jacket, along with black pants with jagged red stripes, black boots, and his fingers tapped. He is 'The Mad Klown' Frenzy.
The second stands at 6'6" and is muscular and starting to go bald. He is wearing white clown pants with black stripes and suspenders, black boots with dried blood on the bottom, and tapped hands. He is 'The Sick Klown' Billy Haha.
The two slowly walk down to the ring, laughing in the same fashion as Shelia Psycho. Frenzy slides into the ring as Billy Haha climbs the apron and steps through the ropes. The two laugh wickedly as they watch Hayley and Shayla, who are beginning to look uncomfortable.
"Billy Haha and Frenzy may sound like silly names, but I wouldn't be laughing. These two are a part of the monstrous stable known as The Dark Carnival. They take enjoyment in their own suffering and even more in their opponents'." Izzy informs.
"I honestly feel pity for Hayley and Shayla. They are young, 21 and 19 respectively. They have their whole lives ahead of them, but they have to survive this match first. It won't be easy." Merle states.
After a brief discussion, Shayla and Frenzy start the match.
Ding Ding!
Shayla tries to circle Frenzy, but Frenzy tackles her and unleashes some stiff forearms to Shayla. Frenzy gets up and picks up Shayla, lifting her onto his shoulders. He carries her to The Dark Carnival's corner and tags in Billy Haha. The two begin to double team Shayla, ending with Throwing Madness (Billy Biel throws Frenzy, causing Frenzy to hit a Cannonball) on Shayla. Frenzy leaves the ring as Billy stands over Shayla, ominously laughing as he stares down at her. Billy reaches down and grabs Shayla's legs, pulling her up into a powerbomb position. He powerbombs her, but doesn't let go. He pulls her back up and hits a second powerbomb. Still, he refuses to let go. Under the incredible power of Billy Haha, the small Shayla Rayne is powerless. Billy Haha hits a third powerbomb and lets go of Shayla. Billy doesn't let Shayla recover, however, and pulls her up by her hair before hitting her with a stiff lariat.
Shayla whimpers in pain, but refuses to stop fighting. She slowly begins to get up as Billy laughs at her. He suddenly locks in a full nelson on her before lifting her up and hitting a vicious full nelson slam. Billy then turns around and runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and hitting a running senton, crushing Shayla under his weight. Billy covers.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
"That is absolutely horrifying. This match hasn't even reached five minutes and Shayla was already almost defeated." Izzy says, worried for Shayla's health.
"It's a 5'2" woman versus a 6'6" man. She doesn't have anything to combat the massive size gap." Merle responds.
Billy Haha slowly wraps his hand around Shayla's throat and lifts her up with ease, like she was a toy. Billy goes for a chokebomb, but Shayla suddenly kicks him in the jaw. When Billy doesn't let go, Shayla kicks him in the jaw again. Then again. Once more and Billy finally drops her. She gets on her hands and knees and catches her breath. When Billy tries to grab her, Shayla immediately hits an overhead kick straight to the head, causing Billy to stumble backwards. Shayla approaches Billy. Billy goes for a running clothesline, but Shayla ducks and runs up the turnbuckle. She goes for a Whisper In The Wind, but Billy catches her! He looks angry as he looks to the outside before powerbombing Shayla out of the ring!
"Someone please check on her!" Izzy pleads as both the ref and Hayley rush over to check on her. Shayla struggles to breath, but continues to hold strong. She slowly rises up with the help of the barricade. "Shayla, please stop…" Izzy begs.
Shayla climbs onto the apron and, when Billy tries to grab her, hits a rope assisted enzuigiri. Billy stumbles slightly and Shayla goes for a slingshot DDT. Billy nearly goes down, but catches her at the last second. Shayla kicks her legs as Billy begins to lift her up. Shayla manages to get her feet against the turnbuckle and pushes as hard as she can, getting the momentum to actually DDT Billy! The crowd cheers as Billy goes down, even if only for a brief moment. Shayla quickly gets up and notices Billy on his hands and knees. She runs and jumps onto his back before jumping off of it with a knee drop onto his head. Shayla lets out a passionate scream as Billy starts getting up again, shaking his head after getting it drilled into the mat. Shayla takes a couple deep breaths before noticing Hayley hold out her hand. Shayla smiles and tags in Hayley. The two then talk briefly before nodding and both start attacking the giant Billy Haha. Hayley locks in an armbar while Shayla ascends to the top rope. Frenzy surprisingly applauds the two, letting out a crazed laugh.
Shayla takes a deep breath before hitting a diving elbow (Kairi Sane style) on Billy. Afterwards, Shayla rolls to the outside while Hayley keeps the armbar locked in. Billy begins to get up. Hayley tries to tighten the hold, but this only results in Billy pulling her up as well. He lifts Hayley up in a single arm powerbomb and holds her there before tagging in Frenzy. Billy takes a couple steps forward as Frenzy climbs the top rope. Hayley tries to let go of the armbar and escape, but Billy holds onto her and she is trapped. Frenzy leaps off the turnbuckle with a diving blockbuster, while Billy slams Hayley down at the same time. Billy leaves the ring as Frenzy begins viciously slapping Hayley over and over again, laughing as he does. Frenzy climbs the turnbuckle and laughs wildly before hitting a diving headbutt on Hayley. Shayla shows concern for her partner, but much like how she was earlier, Hayley begins to show resilience.
Hayley slowly begins to rise up. Unfortunately, she rises up right into Split Personality(Sliding Knee To the Face) from Frenzy. Frenzy covers.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Hayley doesn't just kickout, she locks in another armbar. Frenzy is caught off guard by this, and is more caught off guard when Hayley smoothly transitions it into a crossface chickenwing. Frenzy laughs as he struggles to break it, but Hayley's grip is firm. Hayley tries to wrap her legs around him, but this break in concentration unfortunately gives him the opportunity to roll backwards, pinning her shoulders to the mat while showing no concern for his own arm being bent uncomfortably.
One!
Two!
Thre-Kickout!
Hayley releases the hold and Frenzy immediately stands up and stomps on Hayley's head several times, laughing wildly. He then grabs her by the ankle and drags her to The Dark Carnival's corner. He tags in Billy and smiles wickedly. Billy grabs Hayley and lifts her in a wheelbarrow while Frenzy bounces off the opposite ropes, hitting a curb stomp when Billy lifts her up. Frenzy leaves the ring as Billy picks up Hayley. Billy goes for a running big boot, but Hayley ducks under and leaps onto Billy's back before shoving her hand into his mouth, locking in a variation of her finisher Reading Corner (Lockjaw). Billy begins to bite down on her fingers, drawing blood, but soon finds it hard to keep his mouth shut. Hayley, despite the pain, continues to keep it locked in as Billy begins to fade, slowly falling down to his knees. Surprisingly, Hayley lets go and runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and hitting the Rae Gun (Running Knee Strike) to the side of Billy's head. Then, Hayley officially locks in the Reading Corner!
"Can...can they do it?! Will Billy submit?!" Izzy yells.
Billy begins to weaken as Hayley lets out a passionate scream. Unfortunately, Frenzy rushes into the ring and breaks the submission with a Split Personality to Hayley. Frenzy leaves the ring quickly, keeping Shayla from interfering. Hayley begins to crawl to Shayla as Billy does the same to Frenzy. At the same time, both tag their partners. Shayla surprisingly remains on the apron as Frenzy rushes over. Shayla dodges his right hand before hitting a shoulder block to his gut. Then, Shayla hits a slingshot DDT to Frenzy. She notices Billy beginning to stand up on the outside and decides to take a risk. Shayla takes a deep breath before running and hitting a suicide dive on Billy, sending him into the barricade. Shayla quickly gets back onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. She hits her signature Rayne Fall (Coffin Drop) on Frenzy and covers.
One!
Two!
Kickout!
Shayla is stunned that he kicked out, but shakes her head and stares at the turnbuckle. Shayla nods and climbs the turnbuckle. She goes for World Peace (Swanton Bomb) on Frenzy, but Frenzy puts his knees up. Frenzy quickly gets up and picks up Shayla before throwing her into the corner. He beats her down with punches until she is sitting against the corner. Then, he hits Torn Up Heart(Hardiac Arrest) on her. He drags her away from the ropes and covers.
One!
Two!
Thre-KICKOUT!
Shayla barely kicks out and it enrages Frenzy. Frenzy storms over to where Billy is struggling to stand and yells for him to get up. Meanwhile, Shayla begins to approach Hayley. Frenzy notices this and tries to stop her, but Shayla ducks and hooks his arms, bending him back for a backslide pin while Hayley tags in. As Shayla holds Frenzy's shoulder's to the mat, Hayley slingshots over the top rope and does a jackknife pin, holding down the legs of Frenzy. Hayley and Shayla do a double pin this way.
One!
Two!
Three!
The crowd cheers as the bell rings. Shayla and Hayley immediately hug each other, both in disbelief.
"Tonight, the underdogs won. Knowledge and peace win the day." Izzy says happily. "And that's what they are- Knowledge & Peace. You think they'll take my suggestion?"
"I don't care. These two got lucky tonight. Next round, they are done for." Merle states boldly as Billy drags Frenzy out of the ring. Meanwhile, the newly dubbed Knowledge & Peace take a bow before the crowd.
The scene cuts to an interviewing room, where two people sit in chairs. First is the interviewer, who is a young woman with an hourglass physique and long brown hair, along with slightly pale skin. She is wearing a nice dress. Her name is Kathleen Milmore.
Sitting across from her is a 6'2" man that has short brown hair, along with a short beard. He has brown eyes, along with a slightly jacked build. He has pale skin. He is 'The Welsh Wonder Of The World' James Black. He is wearing a black dress suit with the sleeves pushed up to the elbows, with black dress pants & dress shoes.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen. I'm joined now by James Black." Kathleen asks, having a Belfast accent. "Hello James. How are you?"
"Horrible. I shouldn't need to earn what is rightfully mine. I am the best damn wrestler on this planet, yet it still took the WFA years to sign me. They didn't want to move this business forward. They want their main eventers to be sex-crazed orphans, or adopted by legends, or criminals, or mask wearing birds. I am none of those things. Do you know what I am, Kathy?" James questions. Kathleen opens her mouth to speak, only for James to cut her off, "I'm an athlete, Kathy. I'm a wrestler. And that very thing makes me a target to the higher ups. They don't want a wrestler. They want someone that will make jokes and dance like a jester for his king. I'm not that. I'll go out there and give them the match of the night, then go and do the interviews. I'll make this look good, I always have, even before WFA. I'm the perfect candidate for the NHW World Championship because I am a serious athlete. Do you think that Nirvana wannabe Cole Monroe would be a good world champion?"
"I-" Kathleen starts out.
"No, no he would not. He is a lazy, pathetic excuse of a human being. Then, he claims to be a pacifist. How dare he sit on his throne of cowardice and claim to be honorable? Tonight, Kathy, I am going to end Cole Monroe on his first night here, on my first night here, on the first night of NHW. This is my company, I am the future." James Black states. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go save this sport." James stands up and walks away, leaving Kathleen in stunned silence.
We return to the arena, the crowd waiting in anticipation for the main event of the night.
Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden plays to polite applause as Cole Monroe lazily walks onto the stage. He smiles calmly at the crowd as he walks down the ramp, even giving a limp fist bump to a little kid. Cole rolls into the ring and removes his flannel, handing it to the ref.
"The Resident Dirtbag, Cole Monroe." Merle says with disgust.
"Cole seems like a goodhearted individual. From what I've heard, he is one of GM Davius Mortis' 'Projects'. I have no idea what that means, but I guess it might mean that Davius has a special interest in Cole." Izzy responds.
"I couldn't imagine Mr. Mortis having interest in this 80's and 90's parents' nightmare. He is a pacifist in wrestling, for heaven's sake!" Merle growls.
Kingdom Come by Cold Driven plays to boos from the indie fans in attendance as James Black walks into a spotlight, a stern look on his face. The lights then turn to a blue/gray around the arena while James begins to walk down the ramp. He looks around with a look of disdain for the crowd, slowly making his way down to ringside before he stops in front of the ring. He walks up the ring steps and enters the ring through the ropes. He looks over at Cole with disdain before walking to the farthest corner and stares at Cole.
Ding Ding!
Cole and James both walk towards the center of the ring and begin circling one another, with James seeming more passionate than Cole, who looks bored. They lock up and James easily gets the advantage, locking in a side headlock on Cole. James then smashes Cole's head into his knee, causing Cole to fall to the mat. James looks down at him before looking at the ref.
"This is who I have to fight? A coward that pats himself on the back?" James asks in disbelief as Cole begins to get up. James shakes his head before hitting a running knee strike to Cole's head. James gets on Cole's back and pulls his face up by pulling his long hair. James presses his forearm against Cole's face and rakes it violently, clearly not impressed by Cole. James then stands up and stomps Cole's face into the mat. James walks to the side of Cole's head and does a knee drop to it, followed by a second, then a third. James then picks up Cole and locks in a front headlock before hitting Cole with a neckbreaker. James is visibly annoyed by Cole not fighting back. James mounts Cole and takes his long hair in his hand, forcing Cole to look him in the eye. "You will fight me, coward. I will beat it out of you. You will respect this sport." James states before hitting him with stiff punches to the face, especially the forehead. After several punches, James stands up and pulls Cole to his feet with him. James lifts Cole onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry before spinning him out in a facebuster onto the knee. James reaches down and grabs Cole by the hair, pulling viciously at it as Cole finally screams out in pain. James presses his boot against Cole's face as he pulls on the hair harder. Finally, Cole pushes him off. James smirks as he stares at his hands, a few strands of Cole's hair have been ripped from Cole's head. Cole gets up and goes to grab James, but James grabs him first and throws him over the top rope. Expecting Cole to fall to the outside, James begins to walk away.
Cole brings two fingers to his lips and lets out a loud whistle. When James turns around, Cole hits a springboard DDT. Cole covers.
One!
Kickout!
James not only kicks out, he pushes Cole away and glares at him, feeling disrespected. Cole chuckles as he stands up and James soon follows. Cole lazily offers his hand now that he is fighting back, which James teases shaking before he slaps the taste out of Cole's mouth. When Cole stands up straight again, James nails him with a rolling forearm smash. This sends Cole stumbling to the ropes, which he bounces off of. Cole returns the favor with a slick spinning back elbow, causing James to stumble backwards and bounce off the ropes. James hits a second rolling forearm smash, sending Cole stumbling backwards again. This time, when Cole goes for a spinning back elbow, James ducks before hitting a kitchen sink to the gut of Cole, causing Cole to fall to his knees. James grabs Cole and near deadlifts Cole into a northern lights suplex. James bridges.
One!
Tw-Kickout!
James immediately grabs Cole by the hair and yanks him to his feet before throwing Cole over the top rope. This time, he expects Cole to land on the apron and hits a rolling forearm as soon as Cole's feet land on the apron. Cole falls down to a seated position on the apron. James slowly steps through the middle rope, keeping his eyes trained on Cole. James grabs Cole by the hair and pulls him to his feet before suddenly jumping off, smashing Cole's face into the apron. James prevents him from falling off the apron, however. Instead, James helps him stand up while keeping a hold of his hair. James eyes the steel steps and nods before throwing Cole off the apron and into the steel steps. James stares down at Cole, who lets out a groan of pain (One). James slowly picks up Cole before whipping him into the steel steps once more (Two). James grabs Cole by the hair and forces him back onto the apron before sliding into the ring.
While keeping Cole onto the apron, James pulls him to his feet. Then, James sets up for a suplex before lifting Cole enough to drape Cole's feet on the top rope. James pauses for a moment before hitting a whiplash neckbreaker. James covers.
One!
Two!
T-Kickout!
James glares at Cole before mounting him again and punching him in the head once more. He continues to punch Cole until he sees Cole's body go limp. Then, he pins again.
One!
Two!
Th-Kickout!
James looks at Cole with an annoyed expression before he slowly rises up and backs into a corner, keeping his eyes on Cole. He calmly beckons Cole to get up and, when he does, goes for the Boot Of Iris (Claymore). Cole manages to sidestep, causing James to hit the mat without causing Cole any damage. Cole immediately grabs James and hits a lifting DDT on him. Cole slicks his long hair back before grabbing James and looking around, trying to plan something. Cole looks to the outside before shrugging. He picks up James and throws him to the outside. As James begins to stand up, Cole climbs the top rope. Cole shrugs before hitting a diving cannonball senton to the outside. Both men lay there for a moment (One). Slowly, both begin to stir, slowly getting up (Two). James delivers a stiff forearm smash to Cole, causing his bottom lip to bleed (Three). Cole returns the favor with a european uppercut (Four). James grits his teeth before hitting a second forearm smash, followed swiftly by the Boot Of Iris (Five)! James slowly gets up as Cole lays limp on the ground (Six). James slides into the ring and walks over to the corner he started the match in, clearly okay with taking a countout win (Seven). "Hurry up!" James screams at the ref as Cole begins to open his eyes (Eight). Cole hears the count and begins to grab at the apron, struggling to get to his feet (Nine). At the last moment, Cole slides weakly into the ring, causing James to let out an annoyed sigh.
James slowly gets up before he calls for the Boot Of Iris again. As Cole begins to get to his feet, he notices James preparing for his signature. As Cole stands up fully, he rushes James as James begins to run. Cole smoothly picks up James and nails him with his signature Under The Bridge (Bridging Fallaway Slam).
One!
Two!
Thr-Kickout!
Cole lets out a hurt sigh as he rubs his bottom lip and looks at his finger, finally noticing he is bleeding. Cole shrugs and stands up. Cole climbs the turnbuckle and stands up on the top rope, facing away from James. Cole takes a deep breath before going for Swan Song (Rolling Senton to a grounded opponent), but James rolls out of the way, causing Cole to crash and burn. James quickly picks Cole up and locks in the Welsh Dragon Sleeper (Gu-Lock). Cole tries to struggle, but it is in vain due to the damage he has suffered throughout the match. Slowly, Cole's body goes limp. The ref checks, raising Cole's arm once. It falls. He raises it twice. It falls. He raises it one more time. It falls.
The ref calls for the bell as the crowd boos. "Damn… I was rooting for Cole." Izzy sighs.
"That was a mistake. Never support a coward against a warrior." Merle scolds as James Black stops the referee from checking on Cole Monroe so he can raise James' hand in victory. The referee reluctantly does so as James sternly stares into the camera.
"This pathetic showing will not be rewarded in my sport." James says into the camera. "I am the future of this sport and no one will prevent me from claiming my destiny." James says with a look of disdain for the crowd before leaving the ring.
"James Black is truly one of a kind. He is an incredible athlete, but also an incredibly big narcissist." Izzy states.
"When the world is below man, he always comes off as self-entitled." Merle calmly states. "It doesn't mean that it isn't earned, but everyone's perspectives are always willing to twist it against the true role model, the true face of professional wrestling, a true athlete like James Black."
"Whether he is a narcissist or misunderstood, James Black won tonight and moves on to the second round for the World Championship. That's all the time we have tonight. I've been Izzy Jones and this has been Merle Garnet. Goodnight." Izzy says before the show fades to black.
In the cold and isolated territory of Nunavut, Canada, an old house is seen. Inside, the walls are covered by Ventriloquist Dolls that perfectly resemble many WFA Stars. The camera zooms in on a woman working on another doll. She has long crimson hair slicked back, along with red and black hypnotic spiral contacts. She is wearing red fake eyelashes, as well as black eyeliner and eyeshadow, and black and dark red lipstick. She is slightly pale and has a slim body. She stands at 5'5". She is wearing sweatpants and a tank top. The doll resembles La Reynoso.
Behind the woman, a man approaches. He has dark brown skin and dark green eyes. He has medium length black hair in dreadlocks, a black beard, and a lean but decent physique. He stands at 6'0". He is wearing black jeans, a red t-shirt with a spider design, and a black hoodie. Without looking, the woman shows the doll over her shoulder.
"How does it look, Tyson?" The woman asks.
"Creepy as fuck, Blaire." Tyson Burke responds, creeped out by the doll. "Quick work, though. Gotta applaud you on that."
"Thanks…" Blaire Hendrix smiles at her long time best friend. "Is Amadeus-"
"Hello, my little doca." A man walks into frame. He has a strip goatee and thin mustache combo, grey eyes, short dark brown hair, and a semi muscular build. He is wearing a black and grey suit with a tie that has many "open eyes" on it, leather shoes, a monocle on his left eye, and a large coat with black fur around the neck area, also a top hat with a smiling devil skull on the front. He is 'The Sinister Prophet' Amadeus Crowley. "It has been quite some time."
"I'm glad to see you again... Is it finally time..?" Blaire asks in a shy, but hopeful tone.
"Yes, my little doca. We shall finally help these poor people. You will finally help them. We have been signed to New Horizon Wrestling." Amadeus informs as he walks past Blaire, looking at a spider on the window sill. "You are going to be a part of the women's tournament. I expect big things from you, Blaire."
"I'll do my best not to let you down, Amadeus." Blaire smiles.
"I know you won't let me down." Amadeus smiles back before leaving the room. Tyson Burke follows him.
"So, no hello to me?" Tyson questions.
"No need for an inferiority complex, Tyson. I noticed you as well." Amadeus chuckles.
"I sure would hope so. I wouldn't want to end up like Barbie." Tyson puts emphasis on the name, causing Amadeus to freeze. He suddenly turns to Tyson and gets up close, whispering so Blaire can't hear from the other room.
"Do not test me, Tyson. You are not to speak that name again. Do I make myself clear?" Amadeus asks as Tyson's ears are filled with the sound of his heart beating.
"Y-yes sir." Tyson loses his confidence as he nods.
"Good. I hope that this little...outburst...is a one time ordeal. Don't let it happen again." Amadeus glares before leaving The Dollhouse.
Next Week-
Seth Sullivan vs Ironheart (World Championship First Round Match)
Blaire Hendrix vs Luna Lucifina (Women's Championship First Round Match)
Storm & Game Connection vs The Rainbow Warriors (Tag Team Championship First Round Match)
Damien Dynamite vs Angelo Santos (Television Championship First Round Match)