Post by INFINITE PRO. on Nov 10, 2022 4:25:14 GMT
INFINITE PRO WRESTLING PRESENTS:
ADRENALINE XI.
LIVE! from the International Convention Centre in Newport, Wales.
Monday, November 7th, 2022.
7:00 P.M. (GMT) – On BT Sport 1.
The sounds of “War Ender” by ONI begin to play as the feed comes to life and pyro erupts along the stage, all of the LCD boards light up with the Adrenaline graphics and as the pyro ends? We’re given a panoramic shot of the entirety of the International Convention Centre in Newport, Wales. The arena is SOLD OUT at a maximum capacity of over ten thousand fans packed inside, on their feet, and chanting.
As the music continues to play along, the camera feed pans down towards where the commentary table resides at the ringside area, where we’re met with the ever present team of Chloe Hartwell and Luis De Leon. However, before we could begin the show with our commentators. The titantrons inside of the arena glitches out for a moment, a hooded figure stepping into the shot and their voice seemingly distorted.
X
“Names have come and gone, they’ve all shun in the spotlight.”
The screen glitched out and into the shot of found footage from two weeks ago, showing a long-haired individual laying upon the concrete floor after being knocked out. Then, the screen glitched out once more and this time we’re shown BIANCA laid out on the floor, blood coming from above her eye after being clearly attacked. The figure returned once the screen glitch back into the first visual.
X
“One chance, I had it and yet– I didn’t succeed.”
A pause.
X
“If people want to come in here and take the spot from me, then let them come in. Fate will be the same. Fate will always be death. Blood pouring and bones broken. All because I was kind beforehand, I let you all believe myself to be someone that’s soft when that is far from the truth.”
Once again, the screen glitched out and we’re given the visual of medical staff in real time checking up on BIANCA and now the owner walked into the shot of the found footage from the distance, checking up on the condition of The Top Tier. But, there’s audio that came through the static of Long speaking to someone out of the shot, “Someone tell Latoya that the match is cancelled, she’s not cleared to go out there right now! Just do it, I don’t fucking care—” and then the static feed cut away, back to the figure. A mask, skull-like, staring down the lens of the camera that was recording them right now.
X
“Hate by design, everyone falls.”
Cut.
As we come back from our commercial break, we come back to be finally met with both Luis De Leon and Chloe Hartwell, both of them seemed to be a little bit shaken as to what they’ve just witnessed.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I’m… I don’t know what to make about what happened but— I guess, welcome to Infinite Pro Wrestling and welcome to Adrenaline Eleven. We’re two weeks removed from an amazing Adrenaline special, House of Horror, and we’ve got so much in store for everyone right now.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Now, if you haven’t seen just moments ago, it’s been made official. Latoya Hixx and BIANCA’s match has now been cancelled, we’re hoping that BIANCA can make a quick comeback very soon and… I don’t know if we’ll ever know the identity of who that first victim is. However, we’ve still got three great matches awaiting us here tonight!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That we do and it’s all coming down to this main event match here tonight with the champions and their newly-found challengers. The matches are official for a later date, but tonight, we get the taste of what’s to come in the near future. National Openweight Champion, Alastor Touchdown and World Champion, MYOJIN will face off against the newly-crowned APEX Wrestling Next Level Champion, C and the former champion to that said belt, JUDITH. A champions and challengers showcase tag match here tonight and it’s going to be a god damn barn burner.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Just before we could even get there, we have two combatants who know each other so well and two who have fought throughout their careers to get to the higher point, and tonight—after the events of last week, they clash once more and with no partners holding them back. Roxie Gearheart goes up against Gunner. There’s been heated words between each other before, tonight’s match will go off the rails if we’d let them! But who knows what’ll happen when there’s no partners to hold them back from pushing to their full potential.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“But, we’re kicking things off with the in-ring return of The Dead End Express. Their return two weeks ago rocked the company and created a brand new division with them being the leaders with the gold around their waists and shoulders. Jack Haggard, flanked by all members of the family, will go ahead and face Stefan McCain. Someone who’s been looking to bounce back hard ever since they lost their match to head into a World Championship match. If McCain can actually beat Jack here tonight? I guess that’s a point proven and some recognition in his name.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“And when he’s called out the owner to meet him here tonight, it’s going to be a massive impact if he does—so let’s get to ringside and begin tonight’s matches starting off with Jack Haggard versus Stefan McCain!”
MATCH ONE
STEFAN McCAIN vs JACK HAGGARD (with THE DEAD END EXPRESS)
DING! DING!
Stefan McCain looks to prove everything he can tonight against Jack Haggard of Dead End Express while every member of the group stands at ringside. McCain and Haggard start circling each other around in the ring. Haggard goes for a lock up, but McCain side steps, following with a kick to the left leg, kick to the right leg, a spinning gut kick that bends Jack Haggard over, then a punt kick to the shoulder blade that sends Jack back upwards and ends on a Enzuigiri kick to the side of Jack's head that drops him.to the mat to which he quickly rolls out of the ring. Stefan runs off the ropes and nails a picture perfect Suicide Dive between the middle rope and the bottom rope that nails Haggard and sends him crashing into the announcers table back first. McCain gets to his feet and has no time to celebrate as Dead End Express gets closer, almost surrounding McCain. Stefan grabs Jack and throws him back into the ring before looking at Hank and Clancy Haggard. McCain rolls back into the ring and ducks a clothesline attempt, jumping onto the second rope and backwards, but gets caught by Jack who hits him with a Saito Suplex. Now Jack Haggard has grounded the man who likes to take flight.
Jack Haggard grabs McCain by the wrist and pulls him to his feet before tossing McCain into the corner of the ring, with McCain's back hitting the top turnbuckle. Jack then nearly chops the soul out before socking him right in the jaw with a right jab!
CHOP!
JAB!
CHOP!
JAB!
CHOP!
JAB!
Haggard is lighting McCain up before he moves back and runs forward, nailing Stefan with a nasty European Uppercut that drops him to the mat. Jack pulls Stefan away from the ropes before covering McCain.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Stefan gets his shoulder up. Haggard grabs McCain by the shoulder and gives him the claw, squeezing away at the nerves and muscles in the human arm. McCain grabs Jack's wrist and uses his other hand to reach for the closest ropes but to no avail. Then, the crowd starts rallying behind McCain, a sound he never truly heard before in his career. McCain starts to move and punch at Haggard's arm before pushing himself up, getting to his feet. McCain starts elbowing Jack Haggard in the midsection, forcing the hold to break. McCain runs off the ropes, but Haggard pops McCain in the air and catches him, slamming Stefan down with a Alabama Slam then covers McCain.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
And McCain kicks out again! Jack gets to his feet and backs up to the corner of the ring and stares at McCain. He's going for it! .50 Caliber to the he- McCain moved! Stefan runs at Haggard and gets popped up in the air again, but this time, he takes control and dropkicks Jack in the face, bringing both men down. Stefan and Jack start getting to their feet and Jack goes for a punch, but McCain ducks and punches Haggard in the midsection. Jack grabs McCain by the throat with both hands and tosses Stefan to the side, but Stefan jumps onto the rope with one foot and returns fire with a spinning kick to Jack's face. He drops and McCain runs and jumps for a running shooting star and covers.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Jack kicks out now. McCain climbs up the top rope, waiting for Jack Haggard to get to his feet. When Jack does, McCain jumps and goes for a Hurricanana, but Jack catches him in the air and seems to go for a powerbomb, but McCain traps him. Both men go down, and that's where Stefan locks in the Triangle Choke submission hold. McCain locks the hold in tightly, trying to force Jack to either tap out or pass out. Jack uses his free arm to try to grab the rope, but he's farther away than he thought he was. At this point, Haggard has to crawl and force McCain to be dragged down with him until J.H gets his foot on the bottom rope, forcing the referee to call for a rope break. McCain lets go of the hold and demands for Jack to get to his feet. Stefan then dives under Haggard, sliding behind him before hitting a Superkick To his knee, then giving him another to his skull- SIMPLY and runs off the ropes for AMAZING, but that's when he notices the two members of Dead End Express on the apron. McCain runs over and chases them off the arpon- Jack with a roll up!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
Jack Haggard rolls out of the ring as McCain sits up in disbelief. Once again, he was beaten by a roll up, and again because he took his eyes off the prize. Just right after McCain had been defeated by the entire Dead End Express seemingly as they all got involved in the ending of the match which cost Stefan the victory, the IPW crew starts to get ready for the next matchup of the show. The hard cam starts to turn to aim at the stage and prepare itself for the next set of entrances during the intermission, but then the sound of an Irish accent breaks the vibe inside of the arena.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"NAH NAH NAH BRING THAT SHIT BACK HERE!"
The crowd roars as the hard cam returns back to pointing at the ring to show Stefan standing dead center in the ring with a microphone in my hand.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"I WAS FUCKING RIGHT ABOUT DEAD END EXPRESS LIKE I AM RIGHT ABOUT JASON LONG! YOU FUCKING PANSY COULDN'T HANDLE ME YOURSELF LIKE JASON COULDN'T HANDLE ME! ENOUGH OF THE GAMES! JASON LONG! BRING YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!!"
Looks like we don't have to wait long for this face off to happen as Stefan stares at the ramp and stage. And as McCain raised the microphone right up to his mouth to speak once more, the sounds of ‘The Birth of Merged Zamasu’ played out through the speakers. The welsh crowd inside of the arena knew that this was serious business happening and it was shown with the scowling look along Long’s face as he walked down the ramp and quickly entered the ring to come face to face with one of his employees. The music faded out but the intense look in Long’s eyes did not leave at all, not even for a split second.
JASON LONG
“See, there’s many things I can understand around here and I’m a very calming person about everything, but you’ve been disgracing the name of this company for the past couple of weeks and now you’re calling me out to – seemingly – chew me out as if all of your problems are because of me. So, you bet your ass I’m quite pissed about you as a person and I’m quite pissed that you’re out here screaming off the top of your head wanting my attention.”
STEFAN MCCAIN
"Shut the fuck up for once in your life and listen to me. You see, I made my mainstream wrestling debut here in Infinite Pro Wrestling. I was on this show's debut episode when XHF was sponsoring us. I've done everything asked of me to help make IPW into an international phenomenon that could change the world! I was the first one to have their profile put up for this company. And when nobody thought I was going to amount to anything in the world, I. Changed. That. You see, for many people, it takes years for people to get them over, to gain attraction in every single part of this world, but I went out and took it. You and me, we ain't that different Jason. Our rookie years in the spotlights, we didn't want wasted away because nobody noticed us and nobody was too willing to give us the chance, until we took it. You? You got your opportunity early on, was booked constantly and allowed to grow as a competitor in wrestling. So seeing how our beginnings were close to similar, I'd figure you'd return the favor to the new generation and book me every show because doing that, you'd figure it'd make me that main event guy you tell me I can be. But what happens? I'm gone for a month at a time, forced to sit home as I watch people, already established people like MYOJIN, JUDITH, Bianca, TJ Alexander, C, and so on who have all the chances in the world elsewhere and to only get handed them here. It took me MONTHS to even get that World Championship qualifier match and MYOJIN got his after one match. You want the future of IPW to be great, but you refuse to build the future. MYOJIN can leave whenever, JUDITH can leave whenever, all those names can leave whenever and your star power will be gone. And when that happens, nobody will want to watch because you refused to build any more stars for that last slot on the shows. You see, I thought VictoryPro was bad enough for that, but it seems the apple doesn't fall far from the tree in where you learned to run a fucking company. So let me ask you, what fucking more does it take for me to get those opportunities everyone gets and what is your problem with me? Because let's be honest with everyone here Jason, since the first day you've met me, before my blow up, you've hated my guts. So tell me- no… tell US What your problem is?"
Stefan points at the crowd as they cheer along with McCain, who stares into the eyes of his boss. Long stares right back and lets out a huff of a breath through his nose. A deep sigh soon followed but he was quick to snap back into action and take a few steps back away from McCain.
JASON LONG
“First of all, are you done?”
His cockiness showed, a slight smirk grew along his lips before he continued on after the question.
JASON LONG
“Allow me to paint the picture for you here, Stefan, because I believe you’re missing quite a few points that shouldn’t really be left out in the first place. Whilst you were one of the first to be admittedly showing up with a brand new contract to sign, there was never hatred towards you. At first, there wasn’t. Though, what changed all of that was the amount of disrespect that you had given me and everyone else here and since then, that attitude of yours has never changed. Not one bit. If you believe that I hate you without a reason, then you’re well mistaken.”
He paused for a moment, looking toward Stefan and shaking his head from side to side.
JASON LONG
“I allowed you to stay here because I knew that you had the talent inside of you that was waiting to be unleashed onto others, and I wanted to see that come out of you, even with your disrespectful attitude, but you’ve never outshined above anyone else except for one time and in that battle royal. Outlasted some of the best, elite names indeed, but that’s where it started and ended for you. You’ve shown week after week of you trying to prove your name that you cannot stand up with the rest that are around here because week after week, you’ve shown nothing but the worst performances of your entire career.”
Long came face to face with Stefan, breathing heavily in the face of his employee.
JASON LONG
“And with that shitty fucking attitude that you have, it makes me question as to why I fucking keep you around here when you don’t show progress at all and you show nothing but disrespect for anyone that isn’t named Stefan McCain. And whilst I know what it’s like being the self-centered, stuck up cunt who doesn’t care for anyone else but himself—I actually matured and grew the fuck up from that phase, McCain, and it’s about fucking time you do the same for yourself because right now? I don’t see you getting further than just being someone who can’t cash out when the time is right. You can go on your tangent here and there and you can roar out to the heavens without even taking a breath in between but it’s not going to get you anywhere in this company.”
A few steps taken back, Long paused for the moment, allowing the words to be soaked up.
JASON LONG
“I have a very talented roster here in Infinite Pro and I couldn’t ask for a better roster than what I have, and maybe someday the names will get bigger as we move along, but I can absolutely assure you that the one name that will never ever stand out for as long as he keeps up what he’s doing is Stefan McCain because he is nothing short of a disgrace to both Irish, European, and Worldwide wrestling as a fucking whole. You can make differences between me and you, Stefan, but if you’re going to compare me to you and expect yourself to win then you have a long, long, long way to go before you even come close to that high standard. So, if your question for me is to ask what my issue is with you?”
Another pause.
JASON LONG
“I have none, but I sure as fuck won’t be bossed around and treated like shit by someone who can’t even fucking wrestle a day to save his life, let alone by someone who thinks that they can tell me what to do from a business standpoint.”
Stefan stands back and listens to what Jason has to say, and though he agrees with a few points of Jason, a lot come to a chuckle on the end of McCain.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"... are you done, Jason?"
McCain smirks before speaking again.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"Let's be honest with ourselves, you didn't have a problem with my attitude until it started happening to you. You want to put me on blast for these comments towards others but you never said anything until it was said about you. Don't sit here and pretend you cared about what I said about anyone else. Don't pretend you care for these guys, or anyone else you worked with or still share a locker room with. You're the biggest hypocritical piece of shit I ever met. You see, I haven't lied about a thing I've said. I'm an asshole, oh bloody indeed I am, but I'm more than truthful with anybody that speaks to me. Unlike you Jason, I will tell people I don't like you and I'll step on you anyway I damn well please in order to get ahead of you. People don't gotta like me, but people have damn sure came to respect me. Your 'best friend' Michael Bishop, he gives me respect, and I've done nothing but insulted him. Why does he? Because he knows I am honest and I'm not a coward that pretends to be his friend only to use him over and over again like you. Your co-workers have come to respect me. It's only you that hasn't."
McCain takes a second, not moving from his current stop in the middle of the ring. McCain sighs before continuing.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"You "allowed" me to stay? That's such horseshit and you know it. I'm still here because if I go anywhere else, I'd be a bigger star in my rookie year then you would have been. You use this desire to see me fail like you have said between the lines of what you've said and make sure I'm still here to make me suffer so you can feel like you're the hero for booking me to lose. "Maybe if he keeps losing, he'll quit!". Is that your master plan? I showed up in these past few weeks, starting with that battle royal. You said I've gotten past a lot of big names, right? Let me share a list of those names: Ana Somnia, Joe Nobody, Liz Karlson, Aaon Asphyxia, TJ Alexander, Wildcat Capone, and many others. I outlasted them all, with Liz and Aaon being eliminations under my belt. The following show, I've had my first legit chance at a championship, and I gave it my all, only to lose to a fucking roll up. Yeah, I'll be honest, that one stung hard and it hurt knowing that I spent MONTHS sitting at home to fail my opportunity to become a main eventer. But I still gave it my all. I was giving some good praise by the boys and girls in the back and I figured it would be enough to get a chance for redemption at the House Of Horror show, but apparently I was told to fuck off and stay home yet again. Now I show up here tonight and was booked in basically a handicap match. Those entire inbred fucks kept interfering in my match and I got screwed. And you did that shit on purpose. Those Tag titles weren't the only things you handed them, wasn't it? Nice little bonus to make sure I get fucked with? Is the big boss man reaching into his pocket to deal with little ol me? It started at Royal Crown, but you damn sure made sure it ended before it could get started."
Stefan finally moves, taking a couple steps closer to Jason, but not too close, not just yet.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"If my attitude is that much of a problem, then you should of man'd up and fire me. But you didn't. You didn't have the balls to. Matured Jason? You matured? Really? Because I don't see people who walk backstage who act like the same guy he was before growing up as "maturing". This is what everyone warned me about with you. You love to put yourself over as this nothing wrong, always correct, perfect little soldier that says all these things about people, but in reality they all resort back to you. You've made fun of rehabilitated people while you look like you've been on a xanax run for over a few months now. You've made fun of relationships when you couldn't even get past the engagement side of it. You make fun of people for a lot of things, but deep down, you know if people said them about you, you'd bitch and cry about the truth being told."
McCain smirks as he takes another couple steps forward towards Jason.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"And no, you're right. I never said this roster wasn't talented, and you again like to twist the words coming out of people's mouths because that's all you done in your entire career that I've seen. I said there isn't a star here homegrown that is at a high level because you only trust those of your inner circle. I'm a disgrace to my entire nation? You're an entire disgrace to your friends! A disgrace to your co-workers! A disgrace to your family! The name of Stefan McCain don't mean much to most, but the name Jason Long brings shame to those close to you. And deep down Jason you know it. You see, my parents, whether I win or lose are proud of me because I'm truthful to who I am and what I represent. Your parents? They'd be so ashamed of the person you become. All that success, all that fame, all that money, it means nothing to them as long as their son is the biggest lying prick to walk in professional wrestling today. Mama Long would shame you for how you are acting. Being this big ol bully that wants to pretend nice to your face but get the knife ready to their backs."
Stefan then takes the remaining steps, getting closer to Jason.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"So go on Jason. Talk about how I ain't shit. Talk about saying I suck. You can say all that, but one thing that you can never say is that you're the bigger man in this situation. You lost that privilege the second you admitted your failures of controlling your roster and the situations that can happen."
There’s a moment where Long just stands there and stares right into the eyes of Stefan McCain, a lighthearted chuckle coming out of the owner before cocking his head back and landing a HEADBUTT right to the bridge of the nose. McCain fell right onto the flat of his back upon impact and looked completely stunned as he laid there, a damning demeanor stuck along his face as he reached down and picked up the microphone once more.
JASON LONG
“Mention my mother ever again and I will do many fucking years in jail for what I’ll do to you.”
McCain lightly sat up and blood poured from a cut along the bridge of his nose, Long crouched down and stared at McCain, a snarl as he moved a bit closer toward McCain, almost coming face to face with him.
JASON LONG
“You are fucking fired and I never ever want to see you here again.”
McCain’s eyes widened– somewhat shocked by the attack, somewhat shocked by the anger inside of the owner, and somewhat shocked that he’s now fired from his job. Long threw the microphone down onto McCain before walking out of the ring and heading to the back, no music heard through the speakers but just the silence, the shock on everyone inside of the arena, now seeing a new side to Jason Long and now seeing the sudden change of what the owner is about to bring to Infinite Pro.
“I do not accept failures.”
That booming voice echoed through the camera feed, breaking the silence upon our fade from black and into the sight of a large forested area, black and white filter applied to the shot as the sound of leaves cracking under the footsteps of one man walking right into the shot from behind one of the background trees. That voice and those footsteps belong to, of course, one man named Aren Mstislav.
AREN MSTISLAV
“In my years, I’ve fought hard to get to where I’ve belonged and for the past couple of months since I’ve returned, I’ve not been so lucky as to what I was all of those years ago. There’s always the word ‘fate’ being used but this is not that, no, this is much more than just a simple four-letter word commonly used. In my time, I’ve tried my best to show everyone here in Infinite Pro just what it meant to be a monarch and the world couldn’t handle that—or, in fact, I couldn’t handle the world itself.”
There’s small jump cuts to multiple matches throughout the time of Aren’s run here in Infinite Pro, and even his small runs in both the Omega Wrestling Alliance against Darkane and even in APEX Wrestling with the likes of Christopher Sabertooth. Though, it all comes back to Aren in the forest, stepping a small bit closer toward the camera.
AREN MSTISLAV
“In my retirement, I became someone that isn’t recognisable to those who did know about me. To those who weren’t ever aware of me, they must’ve seen me as someone who came in with much ‘hype’ and brilliance spoken about me, before it all faded away. I would say that I could’ve left a long time ago but I still have much left to fight for. I still have much left to rewrite. That’s why I’m still here in Infinite Pro because this image that’s being written about me being the overhyped and the unknown, that’s not my image that I created. The image of so many that have taken my writing abilities, that is not what Aren Mstislav is about.”
There’s a bit of sharpness on the edge of his tongue as he speaks, like venom being spat out with every sentence spoken, but he’s come close to the camera, crouched down and now staring into the lens with a crooked half-smile along his face.
AREN MSTISLAV
“Whilst all of you have been fighting, I have been preparing myself for a return. A true ‘back to form’ moment, that’s what I’ve been counting down the days for. And, at God Amongst Men, everyone can see a freshened monarch storm the castle and look to fight to the very end to take his throne back from those who thought that they could keep it. Let the clock begin to count down, Infinite Pro. I hate to be kept waiting longer than I should be.”
A small chuckle from Aren ends his speech as he stands back up and walks back to the treeline, the camera slowly fading to white as the feed comes to an end.
MATCH TWO
ROXIE GEARHEART vs GUNNER
The size difference is clear for all to see as Roxie and Gunner square off with each other. Gunner has a smirk on his face, but Roxie looks like she’s determined to wipe it right off his face. As soon as the bell rings, Roxie charges across the ring, Gunner goes for a big swinging lariat, but Roxie ducks underneath it, hitting the ropes and diving back at Gunner with a picture perfect SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY! However, Gunner catches her and turns it into a huge POWERSLAM with all the extra momentum.
Gunner attempts to go for a pinfall, but Roxie kicks out before the referee even gets to a one. The disrespect setting a fire inside her. With a smirk on his face Gunner begins to climb to his feet, pulling Roxie up by the hair. With a roar of anger she throws her arms up and breaks Gunner’s hold on her hair, before sending a swift kick to the left knee, and then one to the right, before doing the same thing again, only faster. She kicks, and kicks, and kicks, Gunner eventually drops to a knee, and then Roxie hits the ropes before coming back and hitting Gunner with a devastating HEADSCISSORS absolutely SLAMMING Gunner’s head into the mat!
Without skipping a beat, Roxie Gearheart tries to press the advantage. While Gunner is down she heads to the apron, grabbing the ropes and waiting for Gunner to slowly stagger to his feet. He wobbles for a moment as Roxie pulls on the ropes ready to slingshot herself over and into the ring. As Roxie springboards herself over, Gunner comes to life and..
TARGET PRACTICE!
(Discus forearm)
Gunner connects with the blow and Roxie hits the mat hard, almost out cold! The crowd are in shock at what they are seeing, as Gunner - still a little groggy - crawls to make the cover on Roxie Gearheart. The ref slides in to make sure both shoulders are down.
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-NO!!!
Roxie kicks out before the three, and Gunner slams the mat, glaring at the referee. Gunner thinks it should have been a three count, and he gets into the referee’s face to tell him as such! With Gunner distracted, Roxie reaches up and PULLS GUNNER INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!
The ref counts!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-NO!
Gunner manages to kick out! Both Gunner and Roxie scramble to their feet as quick as they can, Gearheart hits the ropes and comes storming back towards Gunner who simply NAILS Roxie in the face with a BIG BOOT! The Bad Apple hits the deck, but she quickly rolls out of the ring to avoid any further pressure from Gunner who is beginning to pace the ring, daring Roxie to get back in. Roxie takes a moment to reassess the situation, while Gunner walks to the right angle from her and rolls out of the ring. As he tries to come around the corner, Roxie charges to the steps as quickly as she can, running up them and LEAPING into the air.
CLOCKWORK DDT!!!
Roxie flies through the air, flipping over Gunner as she catches him and PLANTS him into the hard outside with an astonishing DDT. The crowd are on their feet, as Roxie pops back to her feet, falling a little into the security rail, but using it to hold herself up as the crowd fully get behind her. While they are both on the outside the referee begins to count them both out.
ONE!
Roxie is still leaning on the rail, catching her breath.
TWO!
Gunner looks like he could be out cold at this point.
THREE!
Looking just a little wobbly, Roxie begins to make it towards the ring, sliding in and sitting in the corner, staring at Gunner.
FOUR!
Gunner begins to show signs of life, as he pushes himself up onto all fours.
FIVE!
Spotting this, Roxie is now on her feet, waiting and ready for Gunner.
SIX!
Using the steel steps, Gunner manages to pull himself up to his feet.
SEVEN!
He staggers back a few steps, and locks eyes with Roxie Gearheart.
EIGHT!!!
Just as it looks like Gunner is about to slide into the ring Roxie absolutely takes off, she sprints across the ring and launches herself through the air.
BUT GUNNER CATCHES HER!
He turns….
POWERBOMB ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!!
The crowd audibly wince as Gunner slams Roxie down onto the steel. Her body arcs backwards as she lays on the top of the steps, arms and legs dangling. Gunner is on his knees, breathing deeply. The referee is about to restart his count, when Gunner simply lifts Roxie onto his shoulders and then deposits her in the ring. This time Gunner takes his time as he climbs the steps onto the apron. He looks at Roxie, before looking at the turnbuckle. He climbs through the ropes, before grabbing Roxie by the hair, causing her to scream. The referee tries to tell Gunner to let go, but he isn’t listening. Gunner drags Roxie to the corner as he begins to climb the turnbuckle backwards.
As he sits on the top rope, Gunner pulls Roxie up, but she begins to fight back before outright HEADBUTTING Gunner in the face, blood immediately begins to explode from the nose of Gunner before Roxie shifts her position, climbing up, she places Gunners head between her legs and falls backwards…
GATOR BITE PILEDRIVER OFF THE TURNBUCKLE!!!
The two fall almost in slow motion as Roxie grabs the tights of Gunner to lift him into the position before simply falling away from the turnbuckle and driving Gunner into the mat head first with the added momentum of it being from the top rope. The crowd are stunned and roaring with cheers, as Roxie then crawls to a corner and pulls herself up. She turns to Gunner, screaming at him to get up, but he’s almost out for the count. The crowd are firmly behind Roxie Gearheart as she screams at Gunner, who rolls to his front, and begins to push himself up to his kness, but he’s facing the wrong way!
Roxie explodes from the corner!
SILHOUETTE BLADE!!!
[Swinging Back Elbow)
Roxie connects perfectly as Gunner slumps to the mat, Roxie goes for the cover…
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
The bell rings and “Machine Gun” by Kira begins to play from the PA system. Roxie staggers to her feet to a huge cheer from the crowd, as the referee raises her arm. She climbs the turnbuckle and points to herself, also pointing out to the crowd who are milking it all.
A string of text appears upon the screen, the words reading “A PURIFIER’S TALE TO STARDOM” with the letter ”C” in a largened font right underneath it, that’s when we’re given the visual upon the newest roster member known as C in his debut match in APEX Wrestling against Arturo Cabello. The visual showed the strongest points for C before finally reaching the end with the A BEAUTIFUL RECONSTRUCTION and then followed up quickly by the LOTUS FLOWER for the victory.
VOICEOVER
“The man known as C is a star in the making.”
The voiceover came in right as C’s hand was raised up high in his debut match, before we’re given panoramic shots of the many matches that have taken place within the career of C, including some of his memorable matches in the APEX Sovereign Cup alongside Harvey Kennedy, Jacob Senn, and then the finals with Arata Asakura.
VOICEOVER
“From being the rookie who nobody knew to the name that shined brightly and became a major name in the sport, C had shown everyone what it meant to bring purification upon wrestling as a whole, and looked to make sure that continued on in APEX Wrestling—but from forces unknown, that never came to fruition. A halt that put The Sovereign on hold for a few weeks, if not months, as he awaited the right time and the right place to make his name known.”
A pause, the shot showing C holding the APEX Next Level Championship in his hand.
VOICEOVER
“That was until he knew when to become infinite.”
The next set of panoramic shots showed the arrival of C as he had faced down The Boogeyman for the first time, holding the APEX Next Level Championship, before we’re shown highlights of the match itself. Then, the final blow, the ending of JUDITH’S reign and the final reign soaked in as C held the championship in his own rightful possession for the first time.
VOICEOVER
“His chance to become APEX World Champion was stopped before it could start, his moniker of ‘sovereign’ seemed like he missed something important, and within just one match, he made the stakes higher than ever before.”
A fade into the final closing moments of House of Horror, with both MYOJIN and C holding their own championship belts up high and a message sent clearly to the retaining World Champion that he was next on the list.
VOICEOVER
“His one chance to become World Champion, his one chance to prove himself as a man who can reach the top of the mountain, and show that his purification can reach that next level — to end one era and begin a new one. The Purifier looks to stand tall, name etched into the history books once more, and with one new championship added to his collection.”
One final panoramic shot of the Infinite Pro World Championship.
VOICEOVER
“The Infinite Pro World Championship.”
Cut to black.
VICTORY XVII
CALL YOUR FIRST SHOT
MATCH THREE — MAIN EVENT
CHAMPIONS vs CHALLENGERS SHOWCASE
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN and MYOJIN vs C and JUDITH
DING! DING!
The bell rings, and at first, it looks as though things will start off with Alastor Touchdown and JUDITH. However, the National Openweight Champion quickly tags in MYOJIN, who simply bares a nonchalant look on their expression. The World Champion has no qualms about getting in the ring. JUDITH's rage is palpable, but she eyes down MYOJIN as the two slowly stalk around the ring.
They meet right in the middle with the Boogeyman quickly looking to make work of the opposition through her strength. However, MYŌJIN is able to slip away from every lift and throw attempt, landing on their feet each time. It isn't until they escape from a vertical base that JUDITH finds herself in trouble and gets caught in a makeshift leg lock! JUDITH struggles at first, but she's able to stand with MYŌJIN still around her leg! She grabs them by the throat and yanks them up, hoisting them in the air! The scary display of strength has everyone including Alastor and C in shock! However, MYŌJIN finds a counter as just when JUDITH was about to slam them down, the champion uses the momentum to wrap their legs around JUDITH and roll her through with a hurricanrana! JUDITH pops up and goes to take MYŌJIN's head off with a big boot, but MYŌJIN catches the leg and hits the dragon screw! JUDITH goes down and the champion gets in an Achilles lock! JUDITH is able to reach the ropes after some struggling, and being close to her corner, C tags himself in! The referee makes it known, and JUDITH's glare instantly darts over to her partner who only gives her a weary smile in return!
JUDITH gets on the apron, albeit begrudgingly switching places with C. Now, it's the New Hope going up against the Shining Star! The fans go nuts as the champion and their challenger meet in the center, locking up! They both exchange holds and transitional moves, though MYŌJIN is able to stay a step ahead of C. In particular, the champion is able to reverse a wrist hold onto C and get him in a precarious position with an armbar! C is able to fight out it and starts to strike away at them! Punches! Kicks! A whole flurry of strikes is sent MYŌJIN's way! The champion finds himself overwhelmed and C sends him across the ring to rebound from the ropes! However, what he fails to notice is that Alastor Touchdown tagged himself in! The referee validates it and just as C takes MYŌJIN out with a clothesline, he gets caught with a springboard dropkick! The fans boo as Alastor proudly taps the side of his head, and on the apron, JUDITH's grip is so tight on the top rope that it almost looks as if she'll snap the whole entire thing!
The other champion in this bout is cocky as all hell, but really, are we surprised? Alastor is able to get the jump on C and begins to batter down on him, all while teasing and mocking JUDITH. This gets JUDITH heated as she seeks to enter the ring, but the referee stops her! However, because the official is focused on her, this gives Alastor the chance to straight-up choke C! The fans boo, and MYŌJIN on the apron doesn't look pleased. However, it's effective, and by the time the referee returns their attention over to the legal competitors, Alastor is up, acting as if he didn't do anything. He stomps, slaps, and attacks C before spitting on him and dragging him up. He hits the bridging Northern Lights suplex, getting the first pinfall!
ONEEEE!
TWOOOO-
C kicks out! The fans cheer, but Alastor isn't worried. He gets him up and drags him over to his team's corner where he tags in MYŌJIN. The two work together to slam C down with the double suplex! MYŌJIN gets him back up and strikes him down with a buzzsaw kick! C is in a world of hurt! He tries to stand, but just as he gets on his knees, MYŌJIN is there to knock his lights off with a spinning back kick! C slumps down and MYŌJIN gets the cover!
ONEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOO--
Kickout! C gets to his knees again, but from out of nowhere, MYŌJIN takes off to the ropes and drives him down into the canvas!
KATHARSIS!
(Running Curb Stomp)
MYŌJIN goes for the pin!
ONEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!
THRE--
JUDITH BREAKS UP THE PIN!
And she doesn't just break it up -- she batters MYŌJIN with clubbing forearms and punches! The world champion is forced to huddle to protect themself as JUDITH goes ballistic! The referee tries to kick her out, but in comes Alastor Touchdown who is revving up behind, looking for the ripe opportunity to strike! JUDITH turns around...
THE BIG CHOP!
(Overhand chop)
BUT NO!! JUDITH GRABS ONTO HIS WRIST!
Alastor is in SHOCK!! He starts to plead his case with the Boogeyman, but she isn't having any of it! She knees him by the gut, grabs his throat and uses all of her strength to CHOKESLAM ALASTOR ONTO THE APRON! Alastor screams out in pain! The fans cheer -- reluctantly! JUDITH grins and she takes it upon herself to grab C by the wrist and drag him back into their corner. She goes back to the apron and uses C's hand to tag herself in! The referee acknowledges it!
JUDITH is legal, and with Touchdown out, she's in the driver's seat! Kicking things into gear, she throws MYŌJIN into the corner and begins to barrel them with hard-hitting shots to the midsection! Stomps after stomps follow, and as MYŌJIN stumbles out from the corner, JUDITH latches her arms around them and sends them crashing down onto the canvas with the overhead suplex! MYŌJIN winces as JUDITH scales the top turnbuckle at a freakish pace. She's up as they get back to their feet, and she takes off!
EVIL FLYS TONIGHT!
(Missile Dropkick from the top rope)
MYŌJIN gets turned inside out as all of JUDITH hits them on the mark! And JUDITH persists! She gets the champion up and sends them into the ropes! Then, on the rebound...
MURDER AT THE MIDNIGHT HOUR!
(Pop-up Powerbomb)
But JUDITH desn't cover! She gets a hold on MYŌJIN and gets a submission locked in!
EX-MORTIS!
(Standing Inverted Texas Cloverleaf)
JUDITH laughs as she cinches in the hold, putting as much pressure as possible onto the world champion! MYŌJIN tries to formulate a plan in their head, but with the insurmountable amount of pain, the idea of tapping begins to threaten them! They bite down hard on their knuckles! The situation looks bleak! They raise their hand...
...
...
And they press their fists into the canvas! The champion isn't tapping! Instead, they muster as much strength as they can, adrenaline flowing through them to reach the ropes! JUDITH eyes widen! She tries to apply more pressure, but soon, MYŌJIN's fingers wrap around the bottom rope! They made it! The referee counts down to relinquish the hold and JUDITH does! However, she's enraged! Having enough of the persistent ace of Infinite Pro, JUDITH damn near takes their head off with a running knee strike! The blow has MYŌJIN bleeding from the nose a bit! JUDITH screams, and she mounts them, delivering harsh punch after harsh punch! Caught up in her rage, the referee forces her to ease up on them! JUDITH stands, and the referee checks on MYŌJIN who is still conscious, saying they can continue.
At that moment, something snaps inside of the Butcher.
Getting out of the ring, JUDITH checks underneath the ring while the referee is focused on MYŌJIN. There, she pulls out a switchblade knife! With the weapon within her grasp, JUDITH looks down on it with a sickening glee. She slides into the ring with it in hand! Then...
C
”JUDITH, stop!”
On the apron, C is recovered, and he yanks the switchblade away from her! JUDITH pauses, staring at the weapon and back at her partner. Then, all of that anger comes back.
JUDITH
“You fool. You're dead. You are so fucking dead!”
C starts to plead with her, but before he can utter a word, JUDITH grabs him by the throat! C's feet flail as he's lifted into the air. JUDITH tightens her grip! Her gaze is all on him! She snarls, then, on the outside, she sees Alastor finally beginning to stir. He stands, and JUDITH smiles. Within an instant, JUDITH CHOKESLAMS HER OWN PARTNER ONTO ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN!! C COLLIDES WITH HIM, AND BOTH MEN ARE OUT ON THE OUTSIDE!! THE FANS STAND IN SHOCK, HORROR AND ANGER!!
Boos rain down, and JUDITH laughs. She backs up, at least partially satisfied that she finally took care of the man who took away the APEX Next Level Championship from her! She turns around and picks MYŌJIN up, but just as she's about to put them away, they hit an arm drag on her and turn it into a pin!
LAST SURPRISE SCRAMBLE!
(Arm Drag transitioned into a Modified Arm-Trap Somersault Cradle rotated into a Seatbelt Clutch)
ONEEEEEEEE!
...
TWOOOOOOOOOO!
...
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
DING! DING! DING!
The bell rings and "Silhouette" by PASTEL GHOST plays. MYŌJIN stands up, having their arms raised by the referee! JUDITH pops up and goes to take a swing, but the world champion is able to avoid harm's way in the nick of time and rolls out of the ring! MYŌJIN gets their title and they walk backwards on the ramp, only offering a simple shrug. They wipe off the bit of blood from their nose as JUDITH looks incensed. Alastor, with the help of their brother who comes racing out, is able to avoid her potential wrath and hurries his ass up out of there! Both champions escape, leaving JUDITH enraged. She exits the ring and storms out. By ringside, a hurt C finally comes to. He uses the barricade to help himself up. He clutches his midsection and looks on, realizing what happened. He sighs.
Things have only gotten worse.
ADRENALINE XI.
LIVE! from the International Convention Centre in Newport, Wales.
Monday, November 7th, 2022.
7:00 P.M. (GMT) – On BT Sport 1.
The sounds of “War Ender” by ONI begin to play as the feed comes to life and pyro erupts along the stage, all of the LCD boards light up with the Adrenaline graphics and as the pyro ends? We’re given a panoramic shot of the entirety of the International Convention Centre in Newport, Wales. The arena is SOLD OUT at a maximum capacity of over ten thousand fans packed inside, on their feet, and chanting.
As the music continues to play along, the camera feed pans down towards where the commentary table resides at the ringside area, where we’re met with the ever present team of Chloe Hartwell and Luis De Leon. However, before we could begin the show with our commentators. The titantrons inside of the arena glitches out for a moment, a hooded figure stepping into the shot and their voice seemingly distorted.
X
“Names have come and gone, they’ve all shun in the spotlight.”
The screen glitched out and into the shot of found footage from two weeks ago, showing a long-haired individual laying upon the concrete floor after being knocked out. Then, the screen glitched out once more and this time we’re shown BIANCA laid out on the floor, blood coming from above her eye after being clearly attacked. The figure returned once the screen glitch back into the first visual.
X
“One chance, I had it and yet– I didn’t succeed.”
A pause.
X
“If people want to come in here and take the spot from me, then let them come in. Fate will be the same. Fate will always be death. Blood pouring and bones broken. All because I was kind beforehand, I let you all believe myself to be someone that’s soft when that is far from the truth.”
Once again, the screen glitched out and we’re given the visual of medical staff in real time checking up on BIANCA and now the owner walked into the shot of the found footage from the distance, checking up on the condition of The Top Tier. But, there’s audio that came through the static of Long speaking to someone out of the shot, “Someone tell Latoya that the match is cancelled, she’s not cleared to go out there right now! Just do it, I don’t fucking care—” and then the static feed cut away, back to the figure. A mask, skull-like, staring down the lens of the camera that was recording them right now.
X
“Hate by design, everyone falls.”
Cut.
As we come back from our commercial break, we come back to be finally met with both Luis De Leon and Chloe Hartwell, both of them seemed to be a little bit shaken as to what they’ve just witnessed.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I’m… I don’t know what to make about what happened but— I guess, welcome to Infinite Pro Wrestling and welcome to Adrenaline Eleven. We’re two weeks removed from an amazing Adrenaline special, House of Horror, and we’ve got so much in store for everyone right now.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Now, if you haven’t seen just moments ago, it’s been made official. Latoya Hixx and BIANCA’s match has now been cancelled, we’re hoping that BIANCA can make a quick comeback very soon and… I don’t know if we’ll ever know the identity of who that first victim is. However, we’ve still got three great matches awaiting us here tonight!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That we do and it’s all coming down to this main event match here tonight with the champions and their newly-found challengers. The matches are official for a later date, but tonight, we get the taste of what’s to come in the near future. National Openweight Champion, Alastor Touchdown and World Champion, MYOJIN will face off against the newly-crowned APEX Wrestling Next Level Champion, C and the former champion to that said belt, JUDITH. A champions and challengers showcase tag match here tonight and it’s going to be a god damn barn burner.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Just before we could even get there, we have two combatants who know each other so well and two who have fought throughout their careers to get to the higher point, and tonight—after the events of last week, they clash once more and with no partners holding them back. Roxie Gearheart goes up against Gunner. There’s been heated words between each other before, tonight’s match will go off the rails if we’d let them! But who knows what’ll happen when there’s no partners to hold them back from pushing to their full potential.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“But, we’re kicking things off with the in-ring return of The Dead End Express. Their return two weeks ago rocked the company and created a brand new division with them being the leaders with the gold around their waists and shoulders. Jack Haggard, flanked by all members of the family, will go ahead and face Stefan McCain. Someone who’s been looking to bounce back hard ever since they lost their match to head into a World Championship match. If McCain can actually beat Jack here tonight? I guess that’s a point proven and some recognition in his name.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“And when he’s called out the owner to meet him here tonight, it’s going to be a massive impact if he does—so let’s get to ringside and begin tonight’s matches starting off with Jack Haggard versus Stefan McCain!”
MATCH ONE
STEFAN McCAIN vs JACK HAGGARD (with THE DEAD END EXPRESS)
DING! DING!
Stefan McCain looks to prove everything he can tonight against Jack Haggard of Dead End Express while every member of the group stands at ringside. McCain and Haggard start circling each other around in the ring. Haggard goes for a lock up, but McCain side steps, following with a kick to the left leg, kick to the right leg, a spinning gut kick that bends Jack Haggard over, then a punt kick to the shoulder blade that sends Jack back upwards and ends on a Enzuigiri kick to the side of Jack's head that drops him.to the mat to which he quickly rolls out of the ring. Stefan runs off the ropes and nails a picture perfect Suicide Dive between the middle rope and the bottom rope that nails Haggard and sends him crashing into the announcers table back first. McCain gets to his feet and has no time to celebrate as Dead End Express gets closer, almost surrounding McCain. Stefan grabs Jack and throws him back into the ring before looking at Hank and Clancy Haggard. McCain rolls back into the ring and ducks a clothesline attempt, jumping onto the second rope and backwards, but gets caught by Jack who hits him with a Saito Suplex. Now Jack Haggard has grounded the man who likes to take flight.
Jack Haggard grabs McCain by the wrist and pulls him to his feet before tossing McCain into the corner of the ring, with McCain's back hitting the top turnbuckle. Jack then nearly chops the soul out before socking him right in the jaw with a right jab!
CHOP!
JAB!
CHOP!
JAB!
CHOP!
JAB!
Haggard is lighting McCain up before he moves back and runs forward, nailing Stefan with a nasty European Uppercut that drops him to the mat. Jack pulls Stefan away from the ropes before covering McCain.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Stefan gets his shoulder up. Haggard grabs McCain by the shoulder and gives him the claw, squeezing away at the nerves and muscles in the human arm. McCain grabs Jack's wrist and uses his other hand to reach for the closest ropes but to no avail. Then, the crowd starts rallying behind McCain, a sound he never truly heard before in his career. McCain starts to move and punch at Haggard's arm before pushing himself up, getting to his feet. McCain starts elbowing Jack Haggard in the midsection, forcing the hold to break. McCain runs off the ropes, but Haggard pops McCain in the air and catches him, slamming Stefan down with a Alabama Slam then covers McCain.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
And McCain kicks out again! Jack gets to his feet and backs up to the corner of the ring and stares at McCain. He's going for it! .50 Caliber to the he- McCain moved! Stefan runs at Haggard and gets popped up in the air again, but this time, he takes control and dropkicks Jack in the face, bringing both men down. Stefan and Jack start getting to their feet and Jack goes for a punch, but McCain ducks and punches Haggard in the midsection. Jack grabs McCain by the throat with both hands and tosses Stefan to the side, but Stefan jumps onto the rope with one foot and returns fire with a spinning kick to Jack's face. He drops and McCain runs and jumps for a running shooting star and covers.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Jack kicks out now. McCain climbs up the top rope, waiting for Jack Haggard to get to his feet. When Jack does, McCain jumps and goes for a Hurricanana, but Jack catches him in the air and seems to go for a powerbomb, but McCain traps him. Both men go down, and that's where Stefan locks in the Triangle Choke submission hold. McCain locks the hold in tightly, trying to force Jack to either tap out or pass out. Jack uses his free arm to try to grab the rope, but he's farther away than he thought he was. At this point, Haggard has to crawl and force McCain to be dragged down with him until J.H gets his foot on the bottom rope, forcing the referee to call for a rope break. McCain lets go of the hold and demands for Jack to get to his feet. Stefan then dives under Haggard, sliding behind him before hitting a Superkick To his knee, then giving him another to his skull- SIMPLY and runs off the ropes for AMAZING, but that's when he notices the two members of Dead End Express on the apron. McCain runs over and chases them off the arpon- Jack with a roll up!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
Jack Haggard rolls out of the ring as McCain sits up in disbelief. Once again, he was beaten by a roll up, and again because he took his eyes off the prize. Just right after McCain had been defeated by the entire Dead End Express seemingly as they all got involved in the ending of the match which cost Stefan the victory, the IPW crew starts to get ready for the next matchup of the show. The hard cam starts to turn to aim at the stage and prepare itself for the next set of entrances during the intermission, but then the sound of an Irish accent breaks the vibe inside of the arena.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"NAH NAH NAH BRING THAT SHIT BACK HERE!"
The crowd roars as the hard cam returns back to pointing at the ring to show Stefan standing dead center in the ring with a microphone in my hand.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"I WAS FUCKING RIGHT ABOUT DEAD END EXPRESS LIKE I AM RIGHT ABOUT JASON LONG! YOU FUCKING PANSY COULDN'T HANDLE ME YOURSELF LIKE JASON COULDN'T HANDLE ME! ENOUGH OF THE GAMES! JASON LONG! BRING YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!!"
Looks like we don't have to wait long for this face off to happen as Stefan stares at the ramp and stage. And as McCain raised the microphone right up to his mouth to speak once more, the sounds of ‘The Birth of Merged Zamasu’ played out through the speakers. The welsh crowd inside of the arena knew that this was serious business happening and it was shown with the scowling look along Long’s face as he walked down the ramp and quickly entered the ring to come face to face with one of his employees. The music faded out but the intense look in Long’s eyes did not leave at all, not even for a split second.
JASON LONG
“See, there’s many things I can understand around here and I’m a very calming person about everything, but you’ve been disgracing the name of this company for the past couple of weeks and now you’re calling me out to – seemingly – chew me out as if all of your problems are because of me. So, you bet your ass I’m quite pissed about you as a person and I’m quite pissed that you’re out here screaming off the top of your head wanting my attention.”
STEFAN MCCAIN
"Shut the fuck up for once in your life and listen to me. You see, I made my mainstream wrestling debut here in Infinite Pro Wrestling. I was on this show's debut episode when XHF was sponsoring us. I've done everything asked of me to help make IPW into an international phenomenon that could change the world! I was the first one to have their profile put up for this company. And when nobody thought I was going to amount to anything in the world, I. Changed. That. You see, for many people, it takes years for people to get them over, to gain attraction in every single part of this world, but I went out and took it. You and me, we ain't that different Jason. Our rookie years in the spotlights, we didn't want wasted away because nobody noticed us and nobody was too willing to give us the chance, until we took it. You? You got your opportunity early on, was booked constantly and allowed to grow as a competitor in wrestling. So seeing how our beginnings were close to similar, I'd figure you'd return the favor to the new generation and book me every show because doing that, you'd figure it'd make me that main event guy you tell me I can be. But what happens? I'm gone for a month at a time, forced to sit home as I watch people, already established people like MYOJIN, JUDITH, Bianca, TJ Alexander, C, and so on who have all the chances in the world elsewhere and to only get handed them here. It took me MONTHS to even get that World Championship qualifier match and MYOJIN got his after one match. You want the future of IPW to be great, but you refuse to build the future. MYOJIN can leave whenever, JUDITH can leave whenever, all those names can leave whenever and your star power will be gone. And when that happens, nobody will want to watch because you refused to build any more stars for that last slot on the shows. You see, I thought VictoryPro was bad enough for that, but it seems the apple doesn't fall far from the tree in where you learned to run a fucking company. So let me ask you, what fucking more does it take for me to get those opportunities everyone gets and what is your problem with me? Because let's be honest with everyone here Jason, since the first day you've met me, before my blow up, you've hated my guts. So tell me- no… tell US What your problem is?"
Stefan points at the crowd as they cheer along with McCain, who stares into the eyes of his boss. Long stares right back and lets out a huff of a breath through his nose. A deep sigh soon followed but he was quick to snap back into action and take a few steps back away from McCain.
JASON LONG
“First of all, are you done?”
His cockiness showed, a slight smirk grew along his lips before he continued on after the question.
JASON LONG
“Allow me to paint the picture for you here, Stefan, because I believe you’re missing quite a few points that shouldn’t really be left out in the first place. Whilst you were one of the first to be admittedly showing up with a brand new contract to sign, there was never hatred towards you. At first, there wasn’t. Though, what changed all of that was the amount of disrespect that you had given me and everyone else here and since then, that attitude of yours has never changed. Not one bit. If you believe that I hate you without a reason, then you’re well mistaken.”
He paused for a moment, looking toward Stefan and shaking his head from side to side.
JASON LONG
“I allowed you to stay here because I knew that you had the talent inside of you that was waiting to be unleashed onto others, and I wanted to see that come out of you, even with your disrespectful attitude, but you’ve never outshined above anyone else except for one time and in that battle royal. Outlasted some of the best, elite names indeed, but that’s where it started and ended for you. You’ve shown week after week of you trying to prove your name that you cannot stand up with the rest that are around here because week after week, you’ve shown nothing but the worst performances of your entire career.”
Long came face to face with Stefan, breathing heavily in the face of his employee.
JASON LONG
“And with that shitty fucking attitude that you have, it makes me question as to why I fucking keep you around here when you don’t show progress at all and you show nothing but disrespect for anyone that isn’t named Stefan McCain. And whilst I know what it’s like being the self-centered, stuck up cunt who doesn’t care for anyone else but himself—I actually matured and grew the fuck up from that phase, McCain, and it’s about fucking time you do the same for yourself because right now? I don’t see you getting further than just being someone who can’t cash out when the time is right. You can go on your tangent here and there and you can roar out to the heavens without even taking a breath in between but it’s not going to get you anywhere in this company.”
A few steps taken back, Long paused for the moment, allowing the words to be soaked up.
JASON LONG
“I have a very talented roster here in Infinite Pro and I couldn’t ask for a better roster than what I have, and maybe someday the names will get bigger as we move along, but I can absolutely assure you that the one name that will never ever stand out for as long as he keeps up what he’s doing is Stefan McCain because he is nothing short of a disgrace to both Irish, European, and Worldwide wrestling as a fucking whole. You can make differences between me and you, Stefan, but if you’re going to compare me to you and expect yourself to win then you have a long, long, long way to go before you even come close to that high standard. So, if your question for me is to ask what my issue is with you?”
Another pause.
JASON LONG
“I have none, but I sure as fuck won’t be bossed around and treated like shit by someone who can’t even fucking wrestle a day to save his life, let alone by someone who thinks that they can tell me what to do from a business standpoint.”
Stefan stands back and listens to what Jason has to say, and though he agrees with a few points of Jason, a lot come to a chuckle on the end of McCain.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"... are you done, Jason?"
McCain smirks before speaking again.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"Let's be honest with ourselves, you didn't have a problem with my attitude until it started happening to you. You want to put me on blast for these comments towards others but you never said anything until it was said about you. Don't sit here and pretend you cared about what I said about anyone else. Don't pretend you care for these guys, or anyone else you worked with or still share a locker room with. You're the biggest hypocritical piece of shit I ever met. You see, I haven't lied about a thing I've said. I'm an asshole, oh bloody indeed I am, but I'm more than truthful with anybody that speaks to me. Unlike you Jason, I will tell people I don't like you and I'll step on you anyway I damn well please in order to get ahead of you. People don't gotta like me, but people have damn sure came to respect me. Your 'best friend' Michael Bishop, he gives me respect, and I've done nothing but insulted him. Why does he? Because he knows I am honest and I'm not a coward that pretends to be his friend only to use him over and over again like you. Your co-workers have come to respect me. It's only you that hasn't."
McCain takes a second, not moving from his current stop in the middle of the ring. McCain sighs before continuing.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"You "allowed" me to stay? That's such horseshit and you know it. I'm still here because if I go anywhere else, I'd be a bigger star in my rookie year then you would have been. You use this desire to see me fail like you have said between the lines of what you've said and make sure I'm still here to make me suffer so you can feel like you're the hero for booking me to lose. "Maybe if he keeps losing, he'll quit!". Is that your master plan? I showed up in these past few weeks, starting with that battle royal. You said I've gotten past a lot of big names, right? Let me share a list of those names: Ana Somnia, Joe Nobody, Liz Karlson, Aaon Asphyxia, TJ Alexander, Wildcat Capone, and many others. I outlasted them all, with Liz and Aaon being eliminations under my belt. The following show, I've had my first legit chance at a championship, and I gave it my all, only to lose to a fucking roll up. Yeah, I'll be honest, that one stung hard and it hurt knowing that I spent MONTHS sitting at home to fail my opportunity to become a main eventer. But I still gave it my all. I was giving some good praise by the boys and girls in the back and I figured it would be enough to get a chance for redemption at the House Of Horror show, but apparently I was told to fuck off and stay home yet again. Now I show up here tonight and was booked in basically a handicap match. Those entire inbred fucks kept interfering in my match and I got screwed. And you did that shit on purpose. Those Tag titles weren't the only things you handed them, wasn't it? Nice little bonus to make sure I get fucked with? Is the big boss man reaching into his pocket to deal with little ol me? It started at Royal Crown, but you damn sure made sure it ended before it could get started."
Stefan finally moves, taking a couple steps closer to Jason, but not too close, not just yet.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"If my attitude is that much of a problem, then you should of man'd up and fire me. But you didn't. You didn't have the balls to. Matured Jason? You matured? Really? Because I don't see people who walk backstage who act like the same guy he was before growing up as "maturing". This is what everyone warned me about with you. You love to put yourself over as this nothing wrong, always correct, perfect little soldier that says all these things about people, but in reality they all resort back to you. You've made fun of rehabilitated people while you look like you've been on a xanax run for over a few months now. You've made fun of relationships when you couldn't even get past the engagement side of it. You make fun of people for a lot of things, but deep down, you know if people said them about you, you'd bitch and cry about the truth being told."
McCain smirks as he takes another couple steps forward towards Jason.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"And no, you're right. I never said this roster wasn't talented, and you again like to twist the words coming out of people's mouths because that's all you done in your entire career that I've seen. I said there isn't a star here homegrown that is at a high level because you only trust those of your inner circle. I'm a disgrace to my entire nation? You're an entire disgrace to your friends! A disgrace to your co-workers! A disgrace to your family! The name of Stefan McCain don't mean much to most, but the name Jason Long brings shame to those close to you. And deep down Jason you know it. You see, my parents, whether I win or lose are proud of me because I'm truthful to who I am and what I represent. Your parents? They'd be so ashamed of the person you become. All that success, all that fame, all that money, it means nothing to them as long as their son is the biggest lying prick to walk in professional wrestling today. Mama Long would shame you for how you are acting. Being this big ol bully that wants to pretend nice to your face but get the knife ready to their backs."
Stefan then takes the remaining steps, getting closer to Jason.
STEFAN MCCAIN
"So go on Jason. Talk about how I ain't shit. Talk about saying I suck. You can say all that, but one thing that you can never say is that you're the bigger man in this situation. You lost that privilege the second you admitted your failures of controlling your roster and the situations that can happen."
There’s a moment where Long just stands there and stares right into the eyes of Stefan McCain, a lighthearted chuckle coming out of the owner before cocking his head back and landing a HEADBUTT right to the bridge of the nose. McCain fell right onto the flat of his back upon impact and looked completely stunned as he laid there, a damning demeanor stuck along his face as he reached down and picked up the microphone once more.
JASON LONG
“Mention my mother ever again and I will do many fucking years in jail for what I’ll do to you.”
McCain lightly sat up and blood poured from a cut along the bridge of his nose, Long crouched down and stared at McCain, a snarl as he moved a bit closer toward McCain, almost coming face to face with him.
JASON LONG
“You are fucking fired and I never ever want to see you here again.”
McCain’s eyes widened– somewhat shocked by the attack, somewhat shocked by the anger inside of the owner, and somewhat shocked that he’s now fired from his job. Long threw the microphone down onto McCain before walking out of the ring and heading to the back, no music heard through the speakers but just the silence, the shock on everyone inside of the arena, now seeing a new side to Jason Long and now seeing the sudden change of what the owner is about to bring to Infinite Pro.
“I do not accept failures.”
That booming voice echoed through the camera feed, breaking the silence upon our fade from black and into the sight of a large forested area, black and white filter applied to the shot as the sound of leaves cracking under the footsteps of one man walking right into the shot from behind one of the background trees. That voice and those footsteps belong to, of course, one man named Aren Mstislav.
AREN MSTISLAV
“In my years, I’ve fought hard to get to where I’ve belonged and for the past couple of months since I’ve returned, I’ve not been so lucky as to what I was all of those years ago. There’s always the word ‘fate’ being used but this is not that, no, this is much more than just a simple four-letter word commonly used. In my time, I’ve tried my best to show everyone here in Infinite Pro just what it meant to be a monarch and the world couldn’t handle that—or, in fact, I couldn’t handle the world itself.”
There’s small jump cuts to multiple matches throughout the time of Aren’s run here in Infinite Pro, and even his small runs in both the Omega Wrestling Alliance against Darkane and even in APEX Wrestling with the likes of Christopher Sabertooth. Though, it all comes back to Aren in the forest, stepping a small bit closer toward the camera.
AREN MSTISLAV
“In my retirement, I became someone that isn’t recognisable to those who did know about me. To those who weren’t ever aware of me, they must’ve seen me as someone who came in with much ‘hype’ and brilliance spoken about me, before it all faded away. I would say that I could’ve left a long time ago but I still have much left to fight for. I still have much left to rewrite. That’s why I’m still here in Infinite Pro because this image that’s being written about me being the overhyped and the unknown, that’s not my image that I created. The image of so many that have taken my writing abilities, that is not what Aren Mstislav is about.”
There’s a bit of sharpness on the edge of his tongue as he speaks, like venom being spat out with every sentence spoken, but he’s come close to the camera, crouched down and now staring into the lens with a crooked half-smile along his face.
AREN MSTISLAV
“Whilst all of you have been fighting, I have been preparing myself for a return. A true ‘back to form’ moment, that’s what I’ve been counting down the days for. And, at God Amongst Men, everyone can see a freshened monarch storm the castle and look to fight to the very end to take his throne back from those who thought that they could keep it. Let the clock begin to count down, Infinite Pro. I hate to be kept waiting longer than I should be.”
A small chuckle from Aren ends his speech as he stands back up and walks back to the treeline, the camera slowly fading to white as the feed comes to an end.
MATCH TWO
ROXIE GEARHEART vs GUNNER
The size difference is clear for all to see as Roxie and Gunner square off with each other. Gunner has a smirk on his face, but Roxie looks like she’s determined to wipe it right off his face. As soon as the bell rings, Roxie charges across the ring, Gunner goes for a big swinging lariat, but Roxie ducks underneath it, hitting the ropes and diving back at Gunner with a picture perfect SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY! However, Gunner catches her and turns it into a huge POWERSLAM with all the extra momentum.
Gunner attempts to go for a pinfall, but Roxie kicks out before the referee even gets to a one. The disrespect setting a fire inside her. With a smirk on his face Gunner begins to climb to his feet, pulling Roxie up by the hair. With a roar of anger she throws her arms up and breaks Gunner’s hold on her hair, before sending a swift kick to the left knee, and then one to the right, before doing the same thing again, only faster. She kicks, and kicks, and kicks, Gunner eventually drops to a knee, and then Roxie hits the ropes before coming back and hitting Gunner with a devastating HEADSCISSORS absolutely SLAMMING Gunner’s head into the mat!
Without skipping a beat, Roxie Gearheart tries to press the advantage. While Gunner is down she heads to the apron, grabbing the ropes and waiting for Gunner to slowly stagger to his feet. He wobbles for a moment as Roxie pulls on the ropes ready to slingshot herself over and into the ring. As Roxie springboards herself over, Gunner comes to life and..
TARGET PRACTICE!
(Discus forearm)
Gunner connects with the blow and Roxie hits the mat hard, almost out cold! The crowd are in shock at what they are seeing, as Gunner - still a little groggy - crawls to make the cover on Roxie Gearheart. The ref slides in to make sure both shoulders are down.
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-NO!!!
Roxie kicks out before the three, and Gunner slams the mat, glaring at the referee. Gunner thinks it should have been a three count, and he gets into the referee’s face to tell him as such! With Gunner distracted, Roxie reaches up and PULLS GUNNER INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!
The ref counts!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-NO!
Gunner manages to kick out! Both Gunner and Roxie scramble to their feet as quick as they can, Gearheart hits the ropes and comes storming back towards Gunner who simply NAILS Roxie in the face with a BIG BOOT! The Bad Apple hits the deck, but she quickly rolls out of the ring to avoid any further pressure from Gunner who is beginning to pace the ring, daring Roxie to get back in. Roxie takes a moment to reassess the situation, while Gunner walks to the right angle from her and rolls out of the ring. As he tries to come around the corner, Roxie charges to the steps as quickly as she can, running up them and LEAPING into the air.
CLOCKWORK DDT!!!
Roxie flies through the air, flipping over Gunner as she catches him and PLANTS him into the hard outside with an astonishing DDT. The crowd are on their feet, as Roxie pops back to her feet, falling a little into the security rail, but using it to hold herself up as the crowd fully get behind her. While they are both on the outside the referee begins to count them both out.
ONE!
Roxie is still leaning on the rail, catching her breath.
TWO!
Gunner looks like he could be out cold at this point.
THREE!
Looking just a little wobbly, Roxie begins to make it towards the ring, sliding in and sitting in the corner, staring at Gunner.
FOUR!
Gunner begins to show signs of life, as he pushes himself up onto all fours.
FIVE!
Spotting this, Roxie is now on her feet, waiting and ready for Gunner.
SIX!
Using the steel steps, Gunner manages to pull himself up to his feet.
SEVEN!
He staggers back a few steps, and locks eyes with Roxie Gearheart.
EIGHT!!!
Just as it looks like Gunner is about to slide into the ring Roxie absolutely takes off, she sprints across the ring and launches herself through the air.
BUT GUNNER CATCHES HER!
He turns….
POWERBOMB ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!!
The crowd audibly wince as Gunner slams Roxie down onto the steel. Her body arcs backwards as she lays on the top of the steps, arms and legs dangling. Gunner is on his knees, breathing deeply. The referee is about to restart his count, when Gunner simply lifts Roxie onto his shoulders and then deposits her in the ring. This time Gunner takes his time as he climbs the steps onto the apron. He looks at Roxie, before looking at the turnbuckle. He climbs through the ropes, before grabbing Roxie by the hair, causing her to scream. The referee tries to tell Gunner to let go, but he isn’t listening. Gunner drags Roxie to the corner as he begins to climb the turnbuckle backwards.
As he sits on the top rope, Gunner pulls Roxie up, but she begins to fight back before outright HEADBUTTING Gunner in the face, blood immediately begins to explode from the nose of Gunner before Roxie shifts her position, climbing up, she places Gunners head between her legs and falls backwards…
GATOR BITE PILEDRIVER OFF THE TURNBUCKLE!!!
The two fall almost in slow motion as Roxie grabs the tights of Gunner to lift him into the position before simply falling away from the turnbuckle and driving Gunner into the mat head first with the added momentum of it being from the top rope. The crowd are stunned and roaring with cheers, as Roxie then crawls to a corner and pulls herself up. She turns to Gunner, screaming at him to get up, but he’s almost out for the count. The crowd are firmly behind Roxie Gearheart as she screams at Gunner, who rolls to his front, and begins to push himself up to his kness, but he’s facing the wrong way!
Roxie explodes from the corner!
SILHOUETTE BLADE!!!
[Swinging Back Elbow)
Roxie connects perfectly as Gunner slumps to the mat, Roxie goes for the cover…
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
The bell rings and “Machine Gun” by Kira begins to play from the PA system. Roxie staggers to her feet to a huge cheer from the crowd, as the referee raises her arm. She climbs the turnbuckle and points to herself, also pointing out to the crowd who are milking it all.
A string of text appears upon the screen, the words reading “A PURIFIER’S TALE TO STARDOM” with the letter ”C” in a largened font right underneath it, that’s when we’re given the visual upon the newest roster member known as C in his debut match in APEX Wrestling against Arturo Cabello. The visual showed the strongest points for C before finally reaching the end with the A BEAUTIFUL RECONSTRUCTION and then followed up quickly by the LOTUS FLOWER for the victory.
VOICEOVER
“The man known as C is a star in the making.”
The voiceover came in right as C’s hand was raised up high in his debut match, before we’re given panoramic shots of the many matches that have taken place within the career of C, including some of his memorable matches in the APEX Sovereign Cup alongside Harvey Kennedy, Jacob Senn, and then the finals with Arata Asakura.
VOICEOVER
“From being the rookie who nobody knew to the name that shined brightly and became a major name in the sport, C had shown everyone what it meant to bring purification upon wrestling as a whole, and looked to make sure that continued on in APEX Wrestling—but from forces unknown, that never came to fruition. A halt that put The Sovereign on hold for a few weeks, if not months, as he awaited the right time and the right place to make his name known.”
A pause, the shot showing C holding the APEX Next Level Championship in his hand.
VOICEOVER
“That was until he knew when to become infinite.”
The next set of panoramic shots showed the arrival of C as he had faced down The Boogeyman for the first time, holding the APEX Next Level Championship, before we’re shown highlights of the match itself. Then, the final blow, the ending of JUDITH’S reign and the final reign soaked in as C held the championship in his own rightful possession for the first time.
VOICEOVER
“His chance to become APEX World Champion was stopped before it could start, his moniker of ‘sovereign’ seemed like he missed something important, and within just one match, he made the stakes higher than ever before.”
A fade into the final closing moments of House of Horror, with both MYOJIN and C holding their own championship belts up high and a message sent clearly to the retaining World Champion that he was next on the list.
VOICEOVER
“His one chance to become World Champion, his one chance to prove himself as a man who can reach the top of the mountain, and show that his purification can reach that next level — to end one era and begin a new one. The Purifier looks to stand tall, name etched into the history books once more, and with one new championship added to his collection.”
One final panoramic shot of the Infinite Pro World Championship.
VOICEOVER
“The Infinite Pro World Championship.”
Cut to black.
VICTORY XVII
CALL YOUR FIRST SHOT
MATCH THREE — MAIN EVENT
CHAMPIONS vs CHALLENGERS SHOWCASE
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN and MYOJIN vs C and JUDITH
DING! DING!
The bell rings, and at first, it looks as though things will start off with Alastor Touchdown and JUDITH. However, the National Openweight Champion quickly tags in MYOJIN, who simply bares a nonchalant look on their expression. The World Champion has no qualms about getting in the ring. JUDITH's rage is palpable, but she eyes down MYOJIN as the two slowly stalk around the ring.
They meet right in the middle with the Boogeyman quickly looking to make work of the opposition through her strength. However, MYŌJIN is able to slip away from every lift and throw attempt, landing on their feet each time. It isn't until they escape from a vertical base that JUDITH finds herself in trouble and gets caught in a makeshift leg lock! JUDITH struggles at first, but she's able to stand with MYŌJIN still around her leg! She grabs them by the throat and yanks them up, hoisting them in the air! The scary display of strength has everyone including Alastor and C in shock! However, MYŌJIN finds a counter as just when JUDITH was about to slam them down, the champion uses the momentum to wrap their legs around JUDITH and roll her through with a hurricanrana! JUDITH pops up and goes to take MYŌJIN's head off with a big boot, but MYŌJIN catches the leg and hits the dragon screw! JUDITH goes down and the champion gets in an Achilles lock! JUDITH is able to reach the ropes after some struggling, and being close to her corner, C tags himself in! The referee makes it known, and JUDITH's glare instantly darts over to her partner who only gives her a weary smile in return!
JUDITH gets on the apron, albeit begrudgingly switching places with C. Now, it's the New Hope going up against the Shining Star! The fans go nuts as the champion and their challenger meet in the center, locking up! They both exchange holds and transitional moves, though MYŌJIN is able to stay a step ahead of C. In particular, the champion is able to reverse a wrist hold onto C and get him in a precarious position with an armbar! C is able to fight out it and starts to strike away at them! Punches! Kicks! A whole flurry of strikes is sent MYŌJIN's way! The champion finds himself overwhelmed and C sends him across the ring to rebound from the ropes! However, what he fails to notice is that Alastor Touchdown tagged himself in! The referee validates it and just as C takes MYŌJIN out with a clothesline, he gets caught with a springboard dropkick! The fans boo as Alastor proudly taps the side of his head, and on the apron, JUDITH's grip is so tight on the top rope that it almost looks as if she'll snap the whole entire thing!
The other champion in this bout is cocky as all hell, but really, are we surprised? Alastor is able to get the jump on C and begins to batter down on him, all while teasing and mocking JUDITH. This gets JUDITH heated as she seeks to enter the ring, but the referee stops her! However, because the official is focused on her, this gives Alastor the chance to straight-up choke C! The fans boo, and MYŌJIN on the apron doesn't look pleased. However, it's effective, and by the time the referee returns their attention over to the legal competitors, Alastor is up, acting as if he didn't do anything. He stomps, slaps, and attacks C before spitting on him and dragging him up. He hits the bridging Northern Lights suplex, getting the first pinfall!
ONEEEE!
TWOOOO-
C kicks out! The fans cheer, but Alastor isn't worried. He gets him up and drags him over to his team's corner where he tags in MYŌJIN. The two work together to slam C down with the double suplex! MYŌJIN gets him back up and strikes him down with a buzzsaw kick! C is in a world of hurt! He tries to stand, but just as he gets on his knees, MYŌJIN is there to knock his lights off with a spinning back kick! C slumps down and MYŌJIN gets the cover!
ONEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOO--
Kickout! C gets to his knees again, but from out of nowhere, MYŌJIN takes off to the ropes and drives him down into the canvas!
KATHARSIS!
(Running Curb Stomp)
MYŌJIN goes for the pin!
ONEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!
THRE--
JUDITH BREAKS UP THE PIN!
And she doesn't just break it up -- she batters MYŌJIN with clubbing forearms and punches! The world champion is forced to huddle to protect themself as JUDITH goes ballistic! The referee tries to kick her out, but in comes Alastor Touchdown who is revving up behind, looking for the ripe opportunity to strike! JUDITH turns around...
THE BIG CHOP!
(Overhand chop)
BUT NO!! JUDITH GRABS ONTO HIS WRIST!
Alastor is in SHOCK!! He starts to plead his case with the Boogeyman, but she isn't having any of it! She knees him by the gut, grabs his throat and uses all of her strength to CHOKESLAM ALASTOR ONTO THE APRON! Alastor screams out in pain! The fans cheer -- reluctantly! JUDITH grins and she takes it upon herself to grab C by the wrist and drag him back into their corner. She goes back to the apron and uses C's hand to tag herself in! The referee acknowledges it!
JUDITH is legal, and with Touchdown out, she's in the driver's seat! Kicking things into gear, she throws MYŌJIN into the corner and begins to barrel them with hard-hitting shots to the midsection! Stomps after stomps follow, and as MYŌJIN stumbles out from the corner, JUDITH latches her arms around them and sends them crashing down onto the canvas with the overhead suplex! MYŌJIN winces as JUDITH scales the top turnbuckle at a freakish pace. She's up as they get back to their feet, and she takes off!
EVIL FLYS TONIGHT!
(Missile Dropkick from the top rope)
MYŌJIN gets turned inside out as all of JUDITH hits them on the mark! And JUDITH persists! She gets the champion up and sends them into the ropes! Then, on the rebound...
MURDER AT THE MIDNIGHT HOUR!
(Pop-up Powerbomb)
But JUDITH desn't cover! She gets a hold on MYŌJIN and gets a submission locked in!
EX-MORTIS!
(Standing Inverted Texas Cloverleaf)
JUDITH laughs as she cinches in the hold, putting as much pressure as possible onto the world champion! MYŌJIN tries to formulate a plan in their head, but with the insurmountable amount of pain, the idea of tapping begins to threaten them! They bite down hard on their knuckles! The situation looks bleak! They raise their hand...
...
...
And they press their fists into the canvas! The champion isn't tapping! Instead, they muster as much strength as they can, adrenaline flowing through them to reach the ropes! JUDITH eyes widen! She tries to apply more pressure, but soon, MYŌJIN's fingers wrap around the bottom rope! They made it! The referee counts down to relinquish the hold and JUDITH does! However, she's enraged! Having enough of the persistent ace of Infinite Pro, JUDITH damn near takes their head off with a running knee strike! The blow has MYŌJIN bleeding from the nose a bit! JUDITH screams, and she mounts them, delivering harsh punch after harsh punch! Caught up in her rage, the referee forces her to ease up on them! JUDITH stands, and the referee checks on MYŌJIN who is still conscious, saying they can continue.
At that moment, something snaps inside of the Butcher.
Getting out of the ring, JUDITH checks underneath the ring while the referee is focused on MYŌJIN. There, she pulls out a switchblade knife! With the weapon within her grasp, JUDITH looks down on it with a sickening glee. She slides into the ring with it in hand! Then...
C
”JUDITH, stop!”
On the apron, C is recovered, and he yanks the switchblade away from her! JUDITH pauses, staring at the weapon and back at her partner. Then, all of that anger comes back.
JUDITH
“You fool. You're dead. You are so fucking dead!”
C starts to plead with her, but before he can utter a word, JUDITH grabs him by the throat! C's feet flail as he's lifted into the air. JUDITH tightens her grip! Her gaze is all on him! She snarls, then, on the outside, she sees Alastor finally beginning to stir. He stands, and JUDITH smiles. Within an instant, JUDITH CHOKESLAMS HER OWN PARTNER ONTO ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN!! C COLLIDES WITH HIM, AND BOTH MEN ARE OUT ON THE OUTSIDE!! THE FANS STAND IN SHOCK, HORROR AND ANGER!!
Boos rain down, and JUDITH laughs. She backs up, at least partially satisfied that she finally took care of the man who took away the APEX Next Level Championship from her! She turns around and picks MYŌJIN up, but just as she's about to put them away, they hit an arm drag on her and turn it into a pin!
LAST SURPRISE SCRAMBLE!
(Arm Drag transitioned into a Modified Arm-Trap Somersault Cradle rotated into a Seatbelt Clutch)
ONEEEEEEEE!
...
TWOOOOOOOOOO!
...
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
DING! DING! DING!
The bell rings and "Silhouette" by PASTEL GHOST plays. MYŌJIN stands up, having their arms raised by the referee! JUDITH pops up and goes to take a swing, but the world champion is able to avoid harm's way in the nick of time and rolls out of the ring! MYŌJIN gets their title and they walk backwards on the ramp, only offering a simple shrug. They wipe off the bit of blood from their nose as JUDITH looks incensed. Alastor, with the help of their brother who comes racing out, is able to avoid her potential wrath and hurries his ass up out of there! Both champions escape, leaving JUDITH enraged. She exits the ring and storms out. By ringside, a hurt C finally comes to. He uses the barricade to help himself up. He clutches his midsection and looks on, realizing what happened. He sighs.
Things have only gotten worse.
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