Post by CWA Admin on Sept 7, 2021 22:41:12 GMT -5
[Gus Arnold’s office. The camera is trained on Arnold’s face, rather than the other man in the room.]
?: It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Arnold. I’ve long been a fan from afar, and as your special guest tonight, I appreciate the opportunity to strengthen our relationship further.
Gus: Of course. I am glad you were able to put your differences aside--
[The other man interrupts.]
?: --some, not all.
[There is a familiar laugh from the other man. The camera slowly shifts back, revealing the FIRESIDE owner, Anthony Caffrey, kicking back in his own chair.]
Gus: Some of them then.
Anthony: We rose to the top of the Network, not in spite of each other, but in spite of everyone else. I see FIRESIDE as the #1, you see NPW as the #1, and clearly, whoever’s right, the other is certainly #2. Some of your talents already appear on my show, some of mine appear on yours. Hopefully, we can finalize the details of this talent exchange…
[The camera slowly cuts away as the crowd buzzes with excitement about the possibilities of such a relationship.]
[Cut.]
--
Singles Match
20 Minute Limit
'The Only Star' Eric Dane vs. Irwin Collins
--
The Fans in the arena waited patiently, wondering how this situation was play out. All signs pointed to a volatile showdown between Gus Arnold and the former North American Double Crown Champion - as the booking of this match felt more personal than the Owner of Northern Pro Wrestling was letting on.
Irwin Collins walked to the ring and Gus Arnold walk with him. Gus apparently wasn't going to sit backstage and let this play out in the worst of ways. Instead, the owner decided to come to ringside, and keep a close eye on things.
Irwin rolled into the ring, and started doing his pre-match stretching routine as Gus looked on.
The ring announcer announced Eric Dane next.
But nothing.
There was no sign of the former Champion. Perhaps this was his way of having the last laugh at Gus' expense. The crowd waited, Irwin waited, Gus Waited.
Still Nothing.
Gus entered the ring, and asked for the Mic.
Gus Arnold: "Well, it appears as though we won't be having this match afterall. My suspicion in regards to how this situation was going to play out have now been confirmed. When it was time for the 'The Only Star' to play under someone else's rules other than his own, he balked."
The crowd begins to stir.
Gus Arnold: "Referee, please ring the bell and start the ten count."
DING DING
1..
2..
3...
4..
5..
6..
[Record Scratch.]
[The Canadian Nightmare.]
[Jesse Jamester.]
The crowd looked on intently. Gus told the referee to stop counting, and seemed to crack a slight smile as 'JJ' stormed to the ring. Once Jesse walked up the steps, and entered by stepping over the top rope, he walked up to the Northern Pro Owner.
A few words were exchanged, all of which seemed to be relatively cordial considering the situation at hand.
Gus looked at Irwin and told him to get ready, because he was going to have his match afterall.
The referee motioned for the two men to come together and for the match to begin.
[WHAM!]
The Canadian Nightmare wasted little time rushing forward and turning Collins inside out with a nasty running clothesline. Jamester stalked his prey, and grabbed Collins by the back of neck, hoisting him up and driving him to the mat in one swift motion with The Jester Plex!
The referee was in position to make the count, and just like that, Jesse Jamester had made quick work of Irwin Collins.
Winner: Jesse Jamester via Jesterplex [0:09]
--
Following the impromptu match. Jesse Jamester kicks Irwin Collins under the bottom rope and off the ring apron. Demanding a microphone, the Canadian Nightmare looked to have something to get off his chest.
Jesse Jamester: "Eric Dane, our business has concluded. From here on out, I work for myself, and ONLY myself!"
Fans in attendance give a mixed reaction, as Jesse Jamester paces the ring, the adrenaline of his fight still wearing off. Finding his spot, the camera from the middle of the crowd zooms in as Jesse stops in the center of the ring, looking directly at it.
Jesse Jamester: "Now onto another piece of business. Anthony Caffrey. You decided to poke your head into my neck of the woods! Well this is Northern Pro Wrestling, not FIRESIDE, and these are my people! Let’s finish what we started at Fuel for the Fire Anthony!
The crowd gave a mixed reaction, still absorbing the first comment of Jamester’s after the match. Was he a member of the Syndicate still? Half of the NPW Imperial Crown Tag Team champions just took Dane’s spot in the opening bout."
Jesse Jamester: "Get your ass out here!"
[...]
The camera cuts to a shot of the man himself leaving Gus Arnold’s office. He takes a fast path down to the ring, walking with purpose.
The crowd cheers expecting an epic confrontation, as the XHF Tag Team Champion and FIRESIDE owner emerges from behind the curtain. It is certainly not as formidable as a Philadelphia audience, but there are more than enough fans in the arena that know Caffrey is one of them. He takes his eyes off of Jesse to highfive some of the fans with outstretched hands before walking up the steps and into the ring.
The timekeeper hands him a microphone. Caffrey flicks it on, breaking eye contact with Jesse once again to pop the crowd.
Caffrey: Mississauga, Ontario… HOW YOU DOIN’?
There is a hearty response as the champion pronounces the name of the town correctly. Caffrey smiles, then turns and looks at his former and future competitor.
Caffrey: Now Jesse, I would ask you the same, but well, I think it’s pretty clear. My presence here tonight in Mississauga has clearly upset you. Here I am, appearing on YOUR show, standing in YOUR ring, getting a response from -- well, I’d call these your people, but besides a few respect pops for being an established talent, these people really aren’t YOUR people, are they?
Caffrey shakes his head.
Caffrey: Nah, these people are not your people. These people go to work every day, working hard and trying to get better every day. These people do the right thing even when it’s hard to do, these people fight for what’s good, and these people, at the end of the day… are winners.
The crowd cheers once again.
Caffrey: Nah, your people are dishonest men, whose ‘moral lines have blurred’ to get what you want, as you so eloquently said. Even as I stand here talking to you, I feel like I should be checking over my shoulder, ready to get flattened by a giant doofus or a bitter asshole who lost The North American Double Crown to Lord Dominicus.
He pauses for the crowd as they organically get a ‘Dom-in-icus” chant started. Noticeably, Caffrey seems to be a little bit too jokey, maybe to deflect his rival’s words, especially after Jamester dominated him in their tag team matchup and came so close to winning the titles. After a little while, he waves them the chants.
Caffrey: So where are they, Jesse? I’m calling bullshit on you as a singles act. Is this the part of the show where they jump me, I elbow Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum out of the ring, then you get a cheap shot in and stand tall? Because after all, we both know the only way you could beat me is with someone else’s help.
The crowd ‘Oooh’s.
Jamester: Are you done running your mouth Caff? I didn’t call you out here to shoot the shit. There is nobody coming to back me up, it’s me and you, just how I wanted it. Let’s finish this!
The crowd roars as the fight is on! The two men have dropped their microphones and have immediately started hammering away at each other with lefts and rights. The two veterans do not like each other, and the speed and fury of the fists being thrown proves it! Caffrey gets the early advantage of the match-up, knocking Jamester out of the ring just as he did in their tag team championship match.
Caffrey moves to step out on the apron, but the Canadian Nightmare springs back up, grabbing his foot and ripping him off the apron, causing him to smack the back of his head on the hardest part of the ring! The crowd has a mixed reaction, fans seem to take offense to the outsider, but XHF fans respect the efforts of the fighter who was willing to step in the ring with a fired up Jamester.
Jamester grabs Caffrey and hoists him back up to his feet, then throws him into the steps with such vengeful force that the crash knocks the steps away! Like a man possessed, he continues to stomp down on the champion as the crowd lets him hear it. He blocks them out, determined to ruin the man in front of him.
Jamester grabs Caffrey and drags him towards the announce table, and it becomes clear that at some point during the assault, Caffrey’s been opened up as he’s begun to bleed from his forehead. NPW referees are out to contain the situation, but Jamester pays them no mind as he eyes up the table. The ruthless Jamester doesn’t even bother clearing the table as he lifts Caffrey up in a suplex and holds him there.
Jesse Jamester lets his body sag forward, turning the suplex into a ¾ turn neckbreaker, driving Caffrey through the announce table with a JesterPlex!
Sitting on the ground with Caffrey’s limp body, ignoring the security guards and referees as they pull him back to his feet. You can make out the eyes behind his mask, a changed man now underneath. The crowd is OOHS and AAH's at their loudest all evening in these moments, but the Wraith of Hell seems to take pleasure in being escorted to the back.
[WOW!]
[Anthony Caffrey and Jesse Jamester just tore the house down.]
[Something tells me that this rivalry is just getting started. The future implications are massive. We're just one week away from the XHF Rumble where these two will undoubtedly cross paths once again.]
[Cut.]
--
[The crowd as it is due to COVID restrictions is in its general antsy pre-match fervor.]
[A roaring boo erupts as, without warning, Walter Whezl steps out from behind the curtain. In his hand is a microphone, and for the occasion he is dressed in a tweed suit and his hair is slicked back
Looking through glasses frames he sneers at the booing.]
Whezl:
What I’d like for you impoverished, unorganized rabble to do is shut your mouths.
[The crowd disagrees roundly, an errant plastic cup lands near an italian loafer. Walt looks unimpressed. He waits, but the booing doesn’t dissipate]
Whezl:
I’ve been saying since Fuel for the Fire that you would see a new Scott Steel.
A focused Scott Steel.
No more distractions.
BEHOLD! FOR SCOTT STEEL IS NO MORE!
[He pauses for effect.]
Whezl:
I Give you, the UNDESERVING MASSES OF MISSISSAUGA
THE COLOSSUS!
[The epic chords and pounding war drums of Steps of Ziggurat by High On Fire bring the house lights down.]
[As Matt Pike begins to intone ritualistically, The Colossus steps out from behind the curtain standing just behind Walter Whezl who looks as pleased as pie. Wearing a spiked leather jacket and matching forearm bands. A studded leather cowl mask finishes the apocalyptic look.
Whezl points towards the ring and both men move down the ramp, The Colossus ignoring proffered fists, and Whezl slapping them out of the way with a copy of the Wall Street Journal.]
Grabbing the top rope from the floor, The Colossus pulls himself up onto the apron before stepping over the top rope and holding the middle and top rope open for Whezl to enter the ring.
This done, the Colossus moves to the center of the ring, where Whezl removes the mask, blonde curly mullet falling down to his neck, he moves to his appointed corner and waits. Whezl gesticulates to the crowd working them into a froth.]
--
Singles Match
20 Minute Time Limit
The Colossus vs. Gaz Maybury
--
The thunderous cheers of the arena audience dims down to an audible peep as the ring announcer lays out the following match and introduces the first competitor. Walking out with his new manager, Walter Whezl, the lumbering big man was all business in his black vest, black tights, black boots, and his blond curls playing the backdrop to his animated facial features. Walter Whezl carries one half of the Imperial Crown Tag Team titles in his arm for the behemoth known as “The Colossus”. Walter waits ringside as Steel steps over the top rope, and gets a loud boo from the crowd for his appearance.
Next his opponent walks out to a chorus of cheers, the ruckus crowd on their feet for Gaz “All Day” Maybury. The veteran makes his way to the ring, in good spirits, fist bumping crowd members near the ramp. He takes the steps up to the ring, and steps between the ropes only to be met with a kick from The Colossus!
The bell rings abruptly as Maybury is barely in the ring when the Colossus starts reigning down clubbing blows on his back. Lifting him from the canvas, Colossus throws Maybury with all his strength, tossing him like a sack of potatoes into the center of the ring. Gaz is huffing and puffing, trying to find his feet, as Colossus runs and shoulder rushes the rising vet.
A short display of power, as Walter at ringside yells instructions to Colossus, formerly known as Scott Steel, but no longer going by that moniker. A lot had changed for the Syndicate member, whom was flourishing despite the Syndicate fallout.
Colossus left no stone unturned, as he watched Gaz get to his feet, Colossus irish whipped him with force into the far corner, and caught the rebounding body in a sidewalk slam! A thunderous boom is heard as the two masses collide with the canvas!
Fans boo the Colossus, not just for his antics before as Scott Steel, but for beating up on a new Canadian favorite, Gaz Maybury. Colossus goes for the cover, yanking up on the leg only to receive a two and half count before Gaz shoots a shoulder up.
Picking Maybury off the canvas, the Colossus looked him dead in the eyes before delivering a ferocious headbutt! However Colossus did not let go as Gaz staggered from the impact, he continued with another, and another, and another!
Colossus shakes off the impact of the final headbutt, and whips Gaz to the ropes going for a big boot! Gaz however somehow finds his senses or is just lucky and delivers a lariat to the Colossus!
Gaz Maybury shakes the cobwebs out from the series of headbuttes, as Colossus rises in a shocked fashion, unsure what he just had done to him. Walter yelling from ringside to watch out! Gaz comes in with the stone hands, clubbing Colossus upside the head, left then right, repeatedly taking his shots before Colossus stands up and knees him in the gut. The weight difference wasn’t much between the men, but the height difference was. Colossus having Gaz by seven inches and pure muscle, he over powered the veteran and went for another sidewalk slam! Gaz wouldn’t allow, kneeing Colossus in the dome as he picked him up, and then russian leg sweeping the big man to the canvas. Applying all his weight on the torso, Gaz locks on a headlock, rolling Colossus over, so he lays on his back, getting a moment to breath.
Colossus rises with Gaz on his back, and Maybury looks taken back by the big man's strength! Letting go of the hold Gaz clubs him upside the head and runs at the ropes, huffing and puffing but showing he is giving it his all! Colossus turns to be met with a giant lariat! Catching Gaz in midair! Colossus power slams the big man to the canvas! Covering him for the count...
1!
2!
Kick out! Somehow Gaz finds the know-how to kick out, but to what detriment to his body? How much more could he take against the Colossus. From ringside, Walter is walking up the steel steps and yelling to the Colossus instructions. Taking his focus off of Gaz Maybury, Colossus turns to Walter, nodding at his dialogue, before turning his attention back to Maybury.
A devious look crept across the face of the monster Colossus, as he reached high above his head and then came down swiftly with a one handed choke. This is often followed by a choke slam, which after a few moments, did happen.
Gaz's face was beat red as he struggled to breathe, and being tangled up in the ropes, the referee was there to make a five count to break the hold. Colossus waited until 4, before hoisting Gaz up and slamming him down to the mat with a massive CHOKESLAM.
But he didn't relinquish the choke. After 4 seconds in the ropes, two seconds in the air, and another 5 once Gaz hit the mat, he was struggling for air! The referee couldn't pull Colossus off of Gaz, and rang the bell citing a disqualification for extending a critical choke beyond the five count!
The fans looked worried, as Colosuss eventually let go, but only for a minute, so he could grab a hold of it AGAIN!!
RAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!
Here come The New Untouchables!
[Jeffrey Daniels.]
[Lee Scott R.]
These two are no strangers to Colossus and his ways. In fact, this past January the big man single handedly wiped them out in catering just after they made their debuts in Northern Pro Wrestling. It appears as though the two young lads had seen enough, and brought upon themselves to break up this fiasco. The two of them didn't come alone...
They brought two steel chairs with them and slid into the ring wielding them.
BANG BANG
CLANG
After smacking the mat twice to get Colossus' attention, Jeffrey and Lee smacked their chairs together signifying they were going to come swinging. The distraction was enough to give Gaz some much needed medial attention at ringside. Colosuss smiled, before rushing forward.
STEREO SUPERKICKS to the Knee CAP!
That certainly caught the entire arena by surprise, but it was completely and totally effective! The big man dropped down to his knees, before holding his left knee in agony. Jeffrey and Lee exchanged a high-five before dashing over to Gaz Maybury who was starting to come to and gather himself.
Jeffrey and Lee slid under the bottom rope and each allowed Gaz to lean his arms over their shoulders as they walked him up the aisle and back towards the locker room area.
Back in the ring, Walter seems to be beaming that his monster was out to hurt someone. The fans didn't take too kindly to the gesture, and mocked the duo after their plan backfired.
[Cut.]
--
[Northern Pro's Openweight Tournament.]
[12 Competitors.]
[4 First Round Matches.]
[2 Semi Final Matches.]
[1 Winner.]
[The 1st Northern Openweight Champion Will be Crowned.]
[Flash.]
[April 28th, 2021.]
[Cut.]
--
Returning from a commercial for NPW’s upcoming, and highly anticipated, Openweight Tournament. The crowd is cheering and chomping at the bit ready for more NPW action, but something appears to have the attention of the stage spotlights.
Scanning the upper portion of the arena, the tarp’d off areas of the Powerade Centre sit empty yet the spotlights continue to search…but for who? Or what?
Cheers are bleeding off into confusion and, in some cases, impatience as the spotlights drift their way all the way up into the rafters…
Suddenly, a shadow moves drawing a gasp from the crowd…apparently there was another visitor.
Was this the same person who was seen lurking in the parking lot? Was it the same man who attacked Niko and Lord Dominicus? Were they even one and the same?
Scouring the very rafters of the arena, the shadow is on the move. Darting from rafter to rafter, nar but a blur is seen as the crowd gasps at each lunge between beams.
Then as a red light overtakes the arena, a fog drifts over the stage, each spotlight serving as a beacon, shining through the growing mist.
Engulfing the stage and spilling into the entrance, the crowd grows increasingly uneasy while more and more of the arena is swallowed within the red haze.
Silence creeps along as slowly and as intently as the fog, a voice cuts the silence finally.
“For a long time, I have sat and watched…waiting.”
Calm and measured, the voice pauses while confusion and silence grips the air following the first words from our guest.
“Waiting for what? I didn’t know. And so; I waited. Amongst the shadows, within the darkness. Who knew that it would be my past that would drive my future.”
Unseen, he had only his words to captivate the audience, to gain the attention of the roster. The wait was almost over.
“When I step into an NPW ring for the first time, it will be in the Openweight Tournament. The brackets are drawn gentlemen, all that is left…is to wait…”
At his final word, the shadow does the unspeakable, the unthinkable. The shadow throws itself into the darkness, into the fog…falling from the rafters!
The crowd gasps in shock as murmurs soon overtake the arena. Slowly the fog dissipates to reveal concerned and confused medical and backstage staff search for a crumpled body that simply doesn’t exist.
[W.T.F]
[The crowd is certainly getting their money's worth tonight.]
[Cut.]
--
Grudge Match
30 Minute Time Limit
Kirsty McKinney vs. Terminatrix
--
Kirsty McKinney made her usual no-nonsense entrance, but the fans were beginning to warm up to her and she responded by tagging a few outreaching hands on her way to the ring.
The lights dimmed and the lasers started as Terminatrix approached the ring. But there would be no elaborate doffing of armor and strategic placing of futuristic weapons this time. McKinney took a running start and surprised Terminatrix before the bell with a baseball slide! Sliding the rest of the way out of the ring, McKinney began lighting Terminatrix up with punches, then Irish whipped her into the barricade. Throwing Terminatrix’ arms back, McKinney hit a massive open hand slap to the chest right below the neck - pure Jeff Andrews. With Terminatrix staggered, McKinney threw her into the ring and followed.
The bell rang and McKinney was already on her, punching until Terminatrix rolled over. McKinney quickly went for a chickenwing but Terminatrix rolled out. The women were up at the same time, but Terminatrix caught McKinney coming in with a snap kick to the leg and a quick knee to the face. Terminatrix tried throwing an early Concussion Device, McKinney ducked the enzuigiri, tried to snatch a bulldog headlock on Terminatrix, who slipped out backwards and went for a sleeper, McKinney elbowed out of it before she had a chance to do damage, and the two women looked at each other.
It was not a respectful look, despite the exchange.
McKinney might have had the strength advantage despite her six inch height disadvantage, but she did have that big height and reach disadvantage. Terminatrix refused to lock up with her and instead delivered a boot to double her over, a punt kick to straighten her back up, and an arm whip to put McKinney on the mat. Kneeling on the arm, Terminatrix grabbed McKinney’s other arm in a trap hold, and then punished her with some punches to the head. McKinney couldn’t defend with both arms tied up, but her saving grace was that Terminatrix lacked the angle to put power into her punches and McKinney was able to unseat her.
Terminatrix dove back in with a big ground elbow smash. Another elbow smash… missed, as McKinney wormed her way out of danger and slipped around into a back mount. Another attempt at the Pittie Choke was countered as Terminatrix hit another arm whip takedown.
From here, Terminatrix took over the mat. She could rear back in guard and land shots while McKinney had to burn energy sitting up to reach her and, after getting McKinney off her guard by switching between the ground and pound strikes and a couple pin attempts, she switched gears and hooked an achilles lock, wrenching it until McKinney got the ropes and holding on for the count of four. It became obvious that Terminatrix was looking to punish her opponent rather than win quickly, as she continued to lash out with kicks and look for leg locks. At one point, McKinney rallied with a big double leg takedown slam, but once she got the advantage she lost her cool, throwing big ground elbows until Terminatrix was able to evade them and counter with a straight armbar
Or so she thought. McKinney linked her arms and deadlifted Terminatrix off the mat, then powerbombed her into the corner and executed another new move - a double overhook belly to belly where she kept the arms hooked and attempted to turn it into a grapevine pin. Terminatrix frantically tried to wiggle out, and as soon as she saw an opening, McKinney again switched to back and hooked the Pittie Choke in deep. Terminatrix easily made it to the ropes, and McKinney, loud enough that it was picked up on camera, told the ref “Just DQ me now, I’m not letting go til this bitch is unconscious.”
And that’s exactly what McKinney did, refusing to release the choke, even after the bell rang DQing her, and ignoring the ref’s attempts to pry her arms loose. Shaking her head and baring her teeth, she continued cranking the choke even after Terminatrix went limp.
Winner: Terminatrix via DQ [11:27]
Then Niko and Kono hit the ring, the former arriving first with a moonsault from the top rope that landed across McKinney’s back. Apparently such an attack warranted a reprisal, regardless of the gender of the attacker. Niko began pulling McKinney to her feet… and the New Untouchables were right there! Niko dropped McKinney and got his guard up, so the superkick from Jeffrey Daniels only knocked him backwards instead of down. Lee Scott Rothlesberger wasn’t in as quickly, but he casually positioned himself between the Dark Stars and Kirsty as he slid into the ring.
These two sides have been at it with one and other for months now, and with each show that passes the intensity seems to climb. Before we knew it, all six competitors had partnered off and were slugging away. The New Untouchables had made their presence felt earlier in the Maybury/Colossus match, and vowed to do their trainer Jeff Andrews proud going forward by watching one and other's backs.
The Former Imperial Crown Tag Team Champions are in the middle of just about everything in Northern Pro Wrestling and where that notion like a badge of honour. At their core, they're loyal gladiators and love to mix it up with the best in the world. Whether its in the tag team ranks, or in singles - Niko and Kono are becoming the heart and soul of Northern Pro in many ways.
One thing that has has been made abundantly clear, is that a major rivalry has been brewing and intensifying, and the fans of Northern Pro Wrestling are the ones who win.
Gus Arnold hit the scene with a team of security when it seemed as though the two referees were having issues keeping the two sides apart. McKinney seemed amped to have exacted some revenge from the attack she suffered a few weeks ago at the hands of the Dark Novas. The New Untouchables and The Dark Stars haven't hit the ring in a tag team encounter as of yet. What a match that would be. With the implementation of the TRIOS division, something tells me that these two sides will be in the mix of that as well.
As the jawing between Daniels and Niko continued, Gus Arnold and a swarm of security appeared, pushing the New Untouchables back across the ring. The Dark Stars were blocked from continuing the fight and finally, looking furious, Niko and Kono helped the just-coming-to Terminatrix out of the ring and to her feet. Niko threatened the New UTs with a slash across the throat gesture, Daniels responded by climbing on the ropes and throwing up the old UT hand signal of the Untouchables before Gus Arnold angrily told him to shut it down and leave the ring.
Chaos Chaos Chaos.
Emotions are riding high tonight.
[Cut.]
--
[Orion - Eternity (Chillout Version) hits and Roxylishus comes out to the entrance rampway, wearing a huge red cape with a bright red hood.]
Roxylishus : Once upon a time, there was a big bad wolf. He thought he ruled the forest. He had a couple of henchman that would do his bidding. He thought he could walk over everyone in the forest. He would text little old me thinking he was clever and I would be his and he could beat my knight.
[Roxylishus waves her finger.]
Roxylishus : Tsk, tsk tsk.
‘Come and be mine’ he would say. I can beat your knight and run rough shod over the entire forest.
Like, HELLOOOOOOO! I don’t think so!
I told that mangy old dog to get to steppin’. So, then, we didn’t get our confrontation with him. Whateva!
Timeless : (coming onto stage beside her) Enough of that chump. I called his name for months, till he came back here, to what? Not fight me?
Now we going to call his name again to get him back and he not fight me again?
Bah!
Some people. People like me, when they are down, they fight and fight and keep on fighting. Others, when they hit a road block, they throw their hands up and give up and cry that they are not loved any longer.
He is hanging on the edge of the cliff, clawing at strands of grass not to fall off, he could pull his way back up that cliff and say ‘I don’t care if you think I am done, I will show you who is done and who I am!’ That’s what I would do.
But. He wont. He’ll slide down that cliff and wallow in his own self pity that he isn’t the flavour of the month any longer.
Boo Hoo. Stop crying that LD shot 178 promos.
It’s hypocritical when you were trying to be in 179 segments each show!
Step up or step OFF! Either way, we have bigger fish to fry!
Roxylishus : (Spice Girls singing) So what you think about that?
Timeless : As for Primal. My furry friend. You have it all wrong pal.
Check it out.
I fought you.
You_are_strong.
You won my respect.
I offered you the opportunity to team up because you impressed me.
You took offence to this. You thought I wanted to use you. You were too consumed that she wouldn’t wear your gift.
Come on. Who is right here?
Think about it Jack.
Roxylishus : We get it! You want to be loved and reach out, that’s why you make them ridiculous gifts. Maybe next time, I don’t know, try a text instead of stalking people with …… what ever that was you made me.
Timeless : Listen up Primal!
And Listen Up Northern Pro!
When Sir Winsalot enters a room. HE OWNS IT!
When Sir Winsalot enters a ring. HE OWNS IT!
When Sir Winsalot enters an arena. (the crowd along with him) HE OWNS IT!
Roxylishus : Duh. Alex Turner arena anyone? (she waves her hand at the house Timeless built).
Timeless : When I enter the ring tonight Primal! I WILL OWN YOU! (Timeless drops the mic and heads back to the back)
Roxylishus : Swish swish mutha fucka!
—
[Intermission.]
--
(Commandrix is standing in the middle of the arena's ring the steel cage surrounding her arms crossed as she stands there staring into the camera. There is complete silence and the light glares down on her.)
Commandrix: "You know Isabela you claim you want to move on and concentrate on winning the SWAT Amazons Women's Championship. Yet why are you here in the first place and why not show your commitment to NPW. Is it because you want to build up your glory or can't you seem to decide where you really want to wrestle. You want to wrestle here or in SWAT. What's your excuse for your indecision."
(Commandrix waits for a few moments knowing she's not going to receive an answer.)
Commandrix: "You act so tough yet when you had an opportunity to impress me and I was going to actually shower you with respect. Yet I saw your most recent match with this 'Jersey Devil' Joanne Cannelli, whom my intelligence tells me is the former longest reigning SWAT Amazons Women's Champion. Yet you had an opportunity to be taken seriously in SWAT and you choked when you had the opportunity to defeat the former champion."
(She glares into the camera.)
Commandrix: "That's right Isabela I'm being straight and honest here. You had the opportunity to defeat a returning former champion and you choked."
(Commandrix claps mockingly.)
Commandrix: "So you think I'm the blame for your loss to anyone in SWAT. If you have the time to wrestle in NPW and you lost to someone other than me or any of my stablemates as they are known as. Will you blame me or them for your losses Isabela. Will you or will you actually take the responsibility for your loss. If anyone else did the same to you will you claim we did it or will you actually go after the actual people who did it. Interesting thought to consider."
(She places her hands behind her back.)
Commandrix: "Now you plan on having your Barn Burners at ringside if our Dark Stars supposedly interfere. Either way will we actually move on if that occurs and what will be the excuses if we continue this feud. We may be sharing the Feud of the Year Award. Wouldn't you like to be sharing that award with us and maybe your friend Kirsty McKinney as well. Wouldn't you like to enjoy that honor or would you like to make an excuse to not share that honor."
(Commandrix allows herself a rare smile.)
Commandrix: "Now maybe it was destiny The Dark Novas and Dark Stars along with you and Kirsty McKinney along with your tag team allies should meet
and feud in the NPW. Maybe we both were meant to feud and maybe we will settle our war in the ring once and for all. Let's see if you can avenge yourself
after you decided to act tardy and be late again which is a violation with no excuses. The Dark Novas and Dark Stars make none and our loyalty tour fed is unquestionable. No excuses."
(She grows serious again.)
Commandrix: "Tonight we shall come with our best as you and the rest of earth says in combat sports would say bringing your best and come for a fight. I shall be coming for a fight just like you are going to come for a fight. What better way than in a steel cage match where blood is literally spilled and pain is as earthlings call pain is the name of the game."
(Commandrix goes over to the steel cage and grabs it shaking and grinding her head hard into the steel and begins to bleed but the blood quickly disappears as her head instantly heals.)
Commandrix: "I'm going to match you brutality with brutality and blood for blood and I plan on making sure that we settle it in the cage. We will settle this in the middle of the cage and not on top of the cage and not climb out of the cage or even leave the cage through the door. Right in the middle of the cage after a bloody battle and after a violent war between us."
(She moves back to the middle of the cage surrounded ring.)
Commandrix: "So what will the excuses be if you lose to me in a steel cage one on one and what's on the outside on not on the outside. Will you be the one who experiences the nightmares. You see we don't experience that on our world unlike your people which results in irrational behavior. The more you make references to our world the more you and your allies shall motivate us. Tonight I shall come in quite motivated and I shall be the one bloodied and unbowed and I shall be standing victorious. There won't be any excuses and we'll see if everything is settled once and for all and move on if that ever happens. No excuses."
--
Steel Cage Match
No Time Limit
Commandrix vs. Isabel Rios
--
The co-main event of the evening was up next, with a Steel Cage surrounding the Northern Pro Wrestling ring, the audience was in full swing with cheers for the ladies who were about to come out. A milestone in women’s wrestling in Canada, as the two women would face off in a grudge match for the ages.
First, from Parts Unknown, one half of the Dark Novas, and a challenger that nobody could deny was technically sound and acrobatically masterful, Commandrix. Making her way to the ring, it was only a matter of time before this match would have to take place. The two women had their differences, and Commandrix was not doing anything to sway Isabel from her position on wanting a fight. If anything, Commandrix enjoyed the chase that Isabel had set to put this match into motion.
Next out would be the 5 foot 6 inch, spicy sultress of technical prowess, Isabel Rios! Her confidence never swayed as she looked on to the steel cage and Commandrix who had entered through the side door. The two were ready for tonight, each wrapped up on the wrists with tape, both gazing at one another without breaking eye contact. Rios had her eyes set on one thing, hurt Commandrix, at any cost.
Entering the cage, Isabel Rios grabs the steel cage door and slams it shut, never turning her back on Commandrix. The attack is still fresh on her mind from weeks ago. Rios hears the referee on the outside confirm the cage is locked, while the one on the inside motions to both women the match has started & signals for the bell.
Isabel Rios wastes no time rushing at Commandrix, no love lost as she goes straight to the gut with a kick! Clubbing her across the back, Rios rips a snap suplex on Commandrix with tenacity! The fire in her eyes says the story, Rios wants to hurt Commandrix for the weeks of toying with her. Commandrix grabs her back and rolls over to a knee, just as Rios comes in kicking her in the chest. Rios reels back for another kick, this time Commandrix ducks it, and we see her roll underneath and behind Rios. Quickly grabbing Rios by the hair, Commandrix delivers a headlock takeover grounding Rios.
Rios uses her legs to head scissor to break the hold, and Commandrix knips up to her feet while Rios rolls to a knee and jumps to her feet. Rios and Commandrix circle the ring opposite one another, Commandrix looks at the steel cage and Rios dares her to climb, but Commandrix knows it’s too early.
Commandrix acts like she is going for the cage, and when Rios goes after her, she side steps and slams her into the steel cage! Rios bounces off the mesh cage, rolling backwards into the ring, almost to her knees as the momentum takes her.
Commandrix rushes her and hits a shining wizard! A quick cover only nets a 2 count before Rios kicks out with authority.
Commandrix locks on a headlock, controlling Rios as she gets to her feet. Commandrix goes for the take down, but Rios counters into a back drop! Rolling over, she begins to try and lock on the clutch, but Commandrix fights with all her will to get away from Rios and towards the ropes. Using the cage, Commandrix begins to climb the ropes, but Rios has none of it and runs and jumps on the second rope, grabbing the mesh and finding her footing on the top rope.
Both women come to blows on the top rope each using one hand to hold the cage. Commandrix goes for a kick, and the mistake costs her as Rios kicks her other leg and watches Commandrix fall awkwardly between the ropes and cage siding. Isabel looks down at her and without hesitation drops down with two feet stomping her from 7 feet in the air, pinning her between the bottom rope and the steel cage!
Rios slips between the middle rope back into the ring, grabbing Commandrix by the legs. She guillotines her on the bottom rope! Commandrix holds her throat in pain, unable to breath it appears, as Rios follows up by pulling her back into the ring.
Rios motions for Commandrix to get up, but then chooses to help her by grabbing the neck and lifting her off the canvas. Commandrix gets an elbow in, but Rios is in full control, and whips her to the ropes on the far side of the ring, rebounding towards Rios, she back body drops Commandrix into the steel cage siding! Commandrix crumbles down between the ropes and siding once more, feeling the effects of the cage all along her back and the impact on her shoulders.
Rios pulls Commandrix back into the ring, and lifts her once again. The crowd is on their feet chanting for Isabel Rios as she takes her vengeance out on the Dark Nova team member. Whipping Commandrix once more, countered by a reverse irish whip, Commandrix gets the upper hand, sending Isable crashing into the turnbuckle! Commandrix uses all her strength to rush Rios and delivers a heavy clothesline that rocks Rios in the corner. A few knee strikes, and Commandrix lifts Rios up to the top turnbuckle, ascending up the side using the steel cage for grip. Commandrix goes for a frankensteiner!
Rios crashes in the ring with force, but Commandrix also looks to be down. The impact taking its toll on her after the onslaught Rios had unleashed earlier. Both women lay there as the referee checks on them, confirming neither will give up.
Commandrix rolls over and uses the ropes to get to her feet. Seeing Rios down, she goes to the turnbuckle, and begins to climb out of the cage.
Rios sees this from the canvas and rolls over and climbs to her feet with haste. She rushes to climb the cage behind Commandrix, who nears the top. Commandrix sits on top of the cage, trying to find her hold to go over the top. Isabel Rios catches up to her, and grabs her by the leg. Both women exchange fists, no love lost here, as Rios grabs Commandrix and slams her head off the top of the cage structure!
Rios proceeds to sit on top of the cage herself. Smashing Commandrix with blow after blow, before Commandrix grapples her from a sitting position to buy herself time. Rios doesn’t let it go too long, and headbuttes Commandrix, causing her to sway. Seeing the possible outcome of Commandrix falling out of the cage and winning, Rios grabs her and pushes her towards the ring, but Commandrix grabs her by the arm, allowing Commandrix to hold onto Rios who clenches the top of the cage with her thighs.
Commandrix hangs from Rios arm, before finding her feet on the top rope and then tries to wrench the arm to pull Rios off. Just as Commandrix has to adjust her feet, Rios uses her leg inside the cage to kick the hand, causing Commandrix to lose her grip. A second kick and Commandrix falls into the ring!
Rios perches herself on the top corner of the cage, she has two options. She sees the win if she goes to climb out. However, Commandrix is getting to her feet, and the fight she promised wasn’t over yet. Rios had a bloodlust in her tonight, and she lept from the top of the cage delivering a meteora to the rising Commandrix!
HOLY-SHIT! HOLY-SHIT! HOLY-SHIT!
Fans explode out of their seats, and even though a 20% capacity was all that was in attendance, it sounded like a stampede when the move hit!
Rios rolled to the far side of the ring, beat from the landing, but knowing she did the damage to Commandrix! Laying where she was hit, Commandrix was motionless.
Rios looked at the door, and motioned for it. The referee on the outside began to open the door. Rios looks at Commandrix one last time, and a twinkle in her eye shows shes not done - but she goes towards the door, and SLAM!
Terminatrix slams the door into Rios’ face! The crowd is a choir of boos at the cheap shot interjection, which the outside referee immediately remedies by removing Terminatrix from ringside by ordering security to take her back stage.
Locking the door again from the outside, the referee inside checks on Rios who is gushing blood from her forehead, a crimson mask spills down her face and off her chin as she reels against the bottom rope, eyes wide, in shock.
Rios sees Commandrix climbing to her feet. Grabbing the top rope, Rios pulls herself up, and the two meet in the middle of the ring, slugging it out! Rios gets kneed in the midsection, judo flip follows, and Commandrix takes her to the canvas. Going for the Koji clutch herself, Commandrix tries to use Rios own move on her!
Rios rolls through, and locks on her own! She wrenches back, and you see the blood pouring as she yells out with a roar of intensity!
Commandrix can’t do anything about the move, rope breaks don’t count, she’s too far from the door, and with no way to break the hold she taps!
Winner: ISABEL RIOS! via Koji Clutch (22:39)
The cage door is unlocked from the outside. Rios is still holding on the move as the referee tells her to break it. He motions for a count, 1-2-3- Rios finally breaks it not to risk disqualification or an overturned ruling. Looking up at the referee, she spits blood onto the canvas, over flow from her cut it looks like.
Rising to her feet, Isabel Rios has her arm raised as the fans stand on their feet cheering for the young athlete. Her potential and stock in Northern Pro Wrestling rising, but a fight for the ages with Commandrix tonight!
As the commotion started to subside, the cage started to rise.
Commandrix was coming to, and in a shocking act of admiration - the NPW fans gave her a standing ovation for her efforts!
You'll Be Back! You'll Be Back! You'll Be Back!
Commandrix did her best to suck it up and not show any pain or weakness, but she had clearly put her body through an incredible beating. As much as Rios would like to dim this rivalry, I would argue that it's just getting started.
The fans didn't stop applauding until Commadrix and Terminatrix were out of sight and in the backstage area.
[Cut.]
--
[Backstage.]
[Gaz Maybury is sitting on a medical bench, a couple staffers applying an ice compress to the base of his neck. The New Untouchables - that is, Jeffrey Daniels and Lee Scott Rothlesberger - are there too, having helped him backstage after the confrontation with Scott Steel.]
Gaz: "Bloody hell I'm too old for this"
LSR: "Dude. No."
Jeffrey: "You are NOT too old for this. That stuff was legendary!"
Gaz: "Why in the bloody hell are you helping me?"
Jeffrey: "Because you're a straight up fucking legend!"
Gaz: "Am not. Violent Dave was the good one."
[LSR and Daniels share a look.]
LSR: "Look. Mr. Maybury. This is kind of embarrassing to admit. But we got into wrestling with Old Line, and we didn't start wrestling until about 5 years ago, and so for like ten years we were..."
Jeffrey: "(looking down) Smarks."
Gaz: "I got so drunk I mistook a pair of pants for Big Pete, that's worse than being a smark"
LSR: "So isn't. But dude, look. Tag Teams are this thing where the two halves are greater than the sum of the whole. Violent Dave was the workrate guy. YOU were the talkity starpower guy!"
Jeffrey: "And anyway, what did Violent Dave do without your help? Get bitchslapped into leaving the World of Hurt and joining the Sinful eXperience and then get overshadowed by like half the stable? Not even counting the BWWa guys in it, Louellen - "
[Narrator's note - Llewelyn yr Penaig was the stable leader. Jeffrey can't pronounce the Welsh Double L.]
Jeffrey: - "Cole Christenson, Kai Scott, Gemma Lockhart and Brad Andrews ALL outranked Violent Dave."
LSR: "I think Destiny Hunter outranked Violent Dave. At least she had a title."
Jeffrey: "And who beat Cole Christenson twice when he mostly just steamrolled everyone he looked at?"
LSR: "And how'd the spinebuster end up as your finisher? Because you upset KAI FUCKING SCOTT with it!"
Gaz: "Wait, I thought you'd hate me for beating Kai Scott"
LSR: DUDE. Look, I say Kai Scott's one of the best to lace up a pair of boots, ever, he's on the shortlist for the GOAT, and I'll fight anyone who says otherwise. But he was kind of a dick.
Jeffrey: Not that wrestling doesn't need those. A year and a half ago we were planning to be young punks thumbing our nose at our elders for, y'know, heel heat.
LSR: But yeah, he was a dick. And he was fighting the Untouchables at the time anyway.
Gaz: "I'm just astonished to have fans"
Daniels: "Yeah, well... you got any cool insider stories from the old days?"
Gaz: "Oh yes. Let me tell you lads about this fellow named Wilde Tanke..."
[...]
[Fade out.]
--
Main Event
Last Man Standing Match
No Time Limit
'Timeless' Alex Turner vs. Primal
--
The light dimmed, and Primal walked to the ring. The arena stood in silence, watching this awe inspiring specimen. Nobody made any sudden moves, camera flashed. The people strive to understand the things they cannot explain, and Primal fits into this category.
The referee backed away, not wanting to get too close out of fear of the unknown. Moments passed, and it was time for his opponent to make his way to the ring. 'Timeless' has been a mainstay in Northern Pro Wrestling since it made it's way onto the XHF Network. Whether you love him or hate him, you'll always know where you stand with him. Turner makes no bones about his opinions and how he feels about certain people or ideals.
As we saw over the past few weeks, this rivalry had intensified. It started with some harmless gifts, which lead to rejection, which lead to vandalism, which lead to violence. Roxy and Primal have had their fair share of tongue and cheek conversations, and one could argue that it's Roxy who is the straw that stirs the drink when it comes to the emotions riding high between the two of them.
After a knock down, drag out affair, Roxy and Timeless offered a truce and for Primal to stand alongside of them in their quest for greatness. Their offer was unequivocally rebuffed by the wild man - which had everyone's temperature rising. As we all witnessed on the last NPW broadcast, Timeless and Primal fought from the moment the show started, they fought all over the arena, and they ended up in an ambulance at the conslcuion of the event.
The safety of NPW officials were compromised as these two HOSSES fought all over the arena, trying to put some distance between the two of them - but they were so hellbent on destroying one and other the attempt went largely unnoticed.
Gus Arnold prefers to let rivalries be settle the old fashioned way, and creating this last man standing match was his way of giving the two men what they wanted, and creating an atmosphere for the winner to be the man who's able to take the other clean out of competition.
Early on these two men slugged it on in the ring, looking to earn each others respect. Both men sport impressive chins, and the endurance to fight for ages at full impact. In a true test of wills, the winner will have thoroughly and completely earned it.
Roxy looked on and shouted encouragement to her man, trying to get into Primal's head. At one point, Primal dove to the ropes and almost got ah old of Roxy's hair, which allowed Timeless to catch him from behind with a knee to the small of the back, followed by a release german suplex that dumped Primal on the back of his head. Primal tried to bounce back quickly, but in doing so, realized e was dazed and dropped down to one knee and ate a running yakuza kick to the face!
WHAM!
Timeless reached down and grabbed Primal by the scruff of the neck, before clean jerking him up and pressing him over his head and tossing him over the top rope!
OHHHHH!!
Primal hit the floor hard, but was still trying to shake the cobwebs. Timeless played to the crowd, and was met with a mixed reaction. Roxy applauded her man with all of her will, before Turner made his way outside. At first he was admiring his work, but quickly alarmed that Primal was doing his best to force himself back to his feet. Turner stalked and prodded Primal with his foot - but then was met wit a HADOUKEN uppercut from Primal, who used all of his weight and energy to leap into the blow.
CRAACCKK!!
Turner slumped down to the floor and the referee counted.
1
2
3
4
5
6
Turner shook it off and got back up to one knee, which broke the count. Primal laughed wickedly, and pointed to Roxy, and then gave her a thumbs down. Primal stiffed Turner up with a few european uppercuts, before irish whipping Timeless into the steel ring post!
1
2
Primal didn't want the referees count, and preferred to continue his onslaught. Blood was forming around the mouth of Timeless, but he seemed ready to fight back and not back down. In between strikes from Primal, Turner was getting a shot in - and then an eye rake!
Primal stumbled backwards, and Turner tried to find the fortitude to make him pay. Running forward, Turner hit Primal with one of the strongest LARIAT'S we've seen in NPW history. Primal nearly did a 360 in the air, before crashing into the guardrail in a heap.
The fans were on their feet, applauding the efforts of both men as this contest wasn't for the faint of heart. Timeless wiped the blood from his face, and charged forward with a spear and both men went through the GUARDRAIL!!
HO - LEE - SHIT!
Timeless put his body on the line to exert maximum force and ended up wearing some of the damage himself, but Primal was certainly the worse for ware as well. The referee started to count both men.
1
2
3
4
5
6
7!
Turner was up!
8
Primal is up to one knee.
LOW BLOW!
Primal clips Turner in the pills and Roxy almost faints!
Primal grabs a steel folding chair
WAAAAAAP!!
WAAAAAAPP!
Two shots to the back of Timeless
CRACCCKK!!
One to the head!
Blood trickles from the forehead of Timeless, as Primal hoists the chair aloft to salute the fans. The fans are a mix of scared and excited. The action is creeping into their world, and this is certainly uncommon ground for NPW matches in general.
Turner took those shots relatives well all things considered, or perhaps with his adrenaline pumping and flowing, the stage being what it was and the hatred between the two men being palpable... He refused to stay down. He forced himself to stay with one knee on the ground, which indicated he was fighting to stay in this.
Primal cleared an area of chairs and set them up on the floor. He walked over, grabbed Timeless and picked him up for a tombstone piledriver....
IT WAS REVERSED!
Timeless kicked his legs and held on, and now he has Primal in the tombstone position!
OH MY! Turner drives Primal head first into the mass of steel chairs on the concrete floor!
Timeless did his best to execute the piledriver full force. After the fact, he rolled off of his foe, and laid down trying to catch his breath.
The referee slapped on the count once again, and no stirring for the first five counts, until Turner got up, to which the referee continued to count Primal, but he was up at 8.5!
Roxy shouted instructions to her man, who seemed to play off of it. Both men were certainly proving to be two of the toughest men in the NPW locker room, which is saying a lot based on the overall makeup of the talent pool.
Turner and Primal were back to slugging away, but working their way through the crowd, until finally Primal ducked a wild swing from Turner and hip tossed him over the guardrail onto the ramp to enter the ring! Primal hopped the guard rail, ran forward and dropped a knee to the chest on Turner! Primal started to beat on his chest and let out a war cry of sorts!
The fans got with it surprisingly, and Primal seemed to be developing some loyalty from the NPW faithful based on how he's been carrying himself and the level of effort he exerts while fighting.
Primal picked Timeless up and head butted him. Primal backed away, not realizing that Turner's skull was going to be as hard as it was, and at the sametime both men dropped to one knee! The crowd applauded and chuckled at the situation even if it's not a laughing matter.
Primal resumed being in control and started to walk Timeless to the top of the stage/ramp area. More room to brawl, and a bigger stage for the crowd to witness the carnage. Once both men reached the top of the stage, the crowd roared in approval.
We could see there were tables and electrical set up below, and neither man wanted to get too close to the edge.
As the fight waged on, the audience was quick to find out that Primal and Timeless weren't alone on stage.
[Dark Hooded Figure.]
The same hooded man from the last broadcast that laid waste to Lord Dominicus and Niko was there once again!
Roxy screamed to alert Turner, who backed off, and looked around. Timeless made eye contact, and turned his back on Primal. Primal saw the opening, but stopped and looked at the unidentified man as well! Suddenly, the match had stopped dead in it's tracks and the unidentified man.
[OH NO!]
[From Behind.]
[Hooded Man #2]
[Hooded Man #3]
The crowd was chaotic, shouting for Primal, Timeless and Roxy to turn around. They each had Steel Chairs with them.
WHAM!
WHAM!
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK!
Two sickening chair shots stereo style forced Primal and Timeless down face first. The extra smacks were from above, as the two men took a few liberties as both men laid face down.
The Three Unidentified men circled Roxy, and she took off into the crowd to avoid what could've been an ugly situation. Once Roxy split, the three men picked both Primal and Timeless up, and brought them to their feet at the edge of the stage.
[Please. No!]
In one swift motion, The three men launched Primal and Timeless from the stage and sent them crashing down 12 feet to the arena floor through tables and on top of the electric panel! Timeless rolled off, but Primal appeared to have been shocked/zapped when he hit the wiring.
The lights in the arena began to flicker....
And then..
[Dark.]
The crowd was restless, the power in the arena was out and there were three unidentified assailants.
Suddenly a few spotlights from the rafters turn on to give the arena some light, so panic can subside. One of the spotlights hits the ring, and helps illuminate that area of the building. Another hits the top of the stage, where the three men stand side by side, shoulder to shoulder. One by one, they drop their hoods.
[Keith Williams.]
[Rob Garcia.]
[Neo James Carner.]
A huge pop from the crowd as they now know who's behind the attack!
[The ReVenants are here!]
[Have they signed with Northern Pro Wrestling?]
All three of them raise their hands in the air, claiming victory.
Our show goes off the air with technicians doing their best to restore power while medics are checking on Timeless and Primal down below. The type of fall they both endured could cause some serious long term damage. Roxy looked absolute panicked, as she rushed down to check on Timeless once the spotlights hit and she was able to see where she was going.
The Final Shot is of The Revenants on the stage.
[Cut.]
?: It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Arnold. I’ve long been a fan from afar, and as your special guest tonight, I appreciate the opportunity to strengthen our relationship further.
Gus: Of course. I am glad you were able to put your differences aside--
[The other man interrupts.]
?: --some, not all.
[There is a familiar laugh from the other man. The camera slowly shifts back, revealing the FIRESIDE owner, Anthony Caffrey, kicking back in his own chair.]
Gus: Some of them then.
Anthony: We rose to the top of the Network, not in spite of each other, but in spite of everyone else. I see FIRESIDE as the #1, you see NPW as the #1, and clearly, whoever’s right, the other is certainly #2. Some of your talents already appear on my show, some of mine appear on yours. Hopefully, we can finalize the details of this talent exchange…
[The camera slowly cuts away as the crowd buzzes with excitement about the possibilities of such a relationship.]
[Cut.]
--
Singles Match
20 Minute Limit
'The Only Star' Eric Dane vs. Irwin Collins
--
The Fans in the arena waited patiently, wondering how this situation was play out. All signs pointed to a volatile showdown between Gus Arnold and the former North American Double Crown Champion - as the booking of this match felt more personal than the Owner of Northern Pro Wrestling was letting on.
Irwin Collins walked to the ring and Gus Arnold walk with him. Gus apparently wasn't going to sit backstage and let this play out in the worst of ways. Instead, the owner decided to come to ringside, and keep a close eye on things.
Irwin rolled into the ring, and started doing his pre-match stretching routine as Gus looked on.
The ring announcer announced Eric Dane next.
But nothing.
There was no sign of the former Champion. Perhaps this was his way of having the last laugh at Gus' expense. The crowd waited, Irwin waited, Gus Waited.
Still Nothing.
Gus entered the ring, and asked for the Mic.
Gus Arnold: "Well, it appears as though we won't be having this match afterall. My suspicion in regards to how this situation was going to play out have now been confirmed. When it was time for the 'The Only Star' to play under someone else's rules other than his own, he balked."
The crowd begins to stir.
Gus Arnold: "Referee, please ring the bell and start the ten count."
DING DING
1..
2..
3...
4..
5..
6..
[Record Scratch.]
[The Canadian Nightmare.]
[Jesse Jamester.]
The crowd looked on intently. Gus told the referee to stop counting, and seemed to crack a slight smile as 'JJ' stormed to the ring. Once Jesse walked up the steps, and entered by stepping over the top rope, he walked up to the Northern Pro Owner.
A few words were exchanged, all of which seemed to be relatively cordial considering the situation at hand.
Gus looked at Irwin and told him to get ready, because he was going to have his match afterall.
The referee motioned for the two men to come together and for the match to begin.
[WHAM!]
The Canadian Nightmare wasted little time rushing forward and turning Collins inside out with a nasty running clothesline. Jamester stalked his prey, and grabbed Collins by the back of neck, hoisting him up and driving him to the mat in one swift motion with The Jester Plex!
The referee was in position to make the count, and just like that, Jesse Jamester had made quick work of Irwin Collins.
Winner: Jesse Jamester via Jesterplex [0:09]
--
Following the impromptu match. Jesse Jamester kicks Irwin Collins under the bottom rope and off the ring apron. Demanding a microphone, the Canadian Nightmare looked to have something to get off his chest.
Jesse Jamester: "Eric Dane, our business has concluded. From here on out, I work for myself, and ONLY myself!"
Fans in attendance give a mixed reaction, as Jesse Jamester paces the ring, the adrenaline of his fight still wearing off. Finding his spot, the camera from the middle of the crowd zooms in as Jesse stops in the center of the ring, looking directly at it.
Jesse Jamester: "Now onto another piece of business. Anthony Caffrey. You decided to poke your head into my neck of the woods! Well this is Northern Pro Wrestling, not FIRESIDE, and these are my people! Let’s finish what we started at Fuel for the Fire Anthony!
The crowd gave a mixed reaction, still absorbing the first comment of Jamester’s after the match. Was he a member of the Syndicate still? Half of the NPW Imperial Crown Tag Team champions just took Dane’s spot in the opening bout."
Jesse Jamester: "Get your ass out here!"
[...]
The camera cuts to a shot of the man himself leaving Gus Arnold’s office. He takes a fast path down to the ring, walking with purpose.
The crowd cheers expecting an epic confrontation, as the XHF Tag Team Champion and FIRESIDE owner emerges from behind the curtain. It is certainly not as formidable as a Philadelphia audience, but there are more than enough fans in the arena that know Caffrey is one of them. He takes his eyes off of Jesse to highfive some of the fans with outstretched hands before walking up the steps and into the ring.
The timekeeper hands him a microphone. Caffrey flicks it on, breaking eye contact with Jesse once again to pop the crowd.
Caffrey: Mississauga, Ontario… HOW YOU DOIN’?
There is a hearty response as the champion pronounces the name of the town correctly. Caffrey smiles, then turns and looks at his former and future competitor.
Caffrey: Now Jesse, I would ask you the same, but well, I think it’s pretty clear. My presence here tonight in Mississauga has clearly upset you. Here I am, appearing on YOUR show, standing in YOUR ring, getting a response from -- well, I’d call these your people, but besides a few respect pops for being an established talent, these people really aren’t YOUR people, are they?
Caffrey shakes his head.
Caffrey: Nah, these people are not your people. These people go to work every day, working hard and trying to get better every day. These people do the right thing even when it’s hard to do, these people fight for what’s good, and these people, at the end of the day… are winners.
The crowd cheers once again.
Caffrey: Nah, your people are dishonest men, whose ‘moral lines have blurred’ to get what you want, as you so eloquently said. Even as I stand here talking to you, I feel like I should be checking over my shoulder, ready to get flattened by a giant doofus or a bitter asshole who lost The North American Double Crown to Lord Dominicus.
He pauses for the crowd as they organically get a ‘Dom-in-icus” chant started. Noticeably, Caffrey seems to be a little bit too jokey, maybe to deflect his rival’s words, especially after Jamester dominated him in their tag team matchup and came so close to winning the titles. After a little while, he waves them the chants.
Caffrey: So where are they, Jesse? I’m calling bullshit on you as a singles act. Is this the part of the show where they jump me, I elbow Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum out of the ring, then you get a cheap shot in and stand tall? Because after all, we both know the only way you could beat me is with someone else’s help.
The crowd ‘Oooh’s.
Jamester: Are you done running your mouth Caff? I didn’t call you out here to shoot the shit. There is nobody coming to back me up, it’s me and you, just how I wanted it. Let’s finish this!
The crowd roars as the fight is on! The two men have dropped their microphones and have immediately started hammering away at each other with lefts and rights. The two veterans do not like each other, and the speed and fury of the fists being thrown proves it! Caffrey gets the early advantage of the match-up, knocking Jamester out of the ring just as he did in their tag team championship match.
Caffrey moves to step out on the apron, but the Canadian Nightmare springs back up, grabbing his foot and ripping him off the apron, causing him to smack the back of his head on the hardest part of the ring! The crowd has a mixed reaction, fans seem to take offense to the outsider, but XHF fans respect the efforts of the fighter who was willing to step in the ring with a fired up Jamester.
Jamester grabs Caffrey and hoists him back up to his feet, then throws him into the steps with such vengeful force that the crash knocks the steps away! Like a man possessed, he continues to stomp down on the champion as the crowd lets him hear it. He blocks them out, determined to ruin the man in front of him.
Jamester grabs Caffrey and drags him towards the announce table, and it becomes clear that at some point during the assault, Caffrey’s been opened up as he’s begun to bleed from his forehead. NPW referees are out to contain the situation, but Jamester pays them no mind as he eyes up the table. The ruthless Jamester doesn’t even bother clearing the table as he lifts Caffrey up in a suplex and holds him there.
Jesse Jamester lets his body sag forward, turning the suplex into a ¾ turn neckbreaker, driving Caffrey through the announce table with a JesterPlex!
Sitting on the ground with Caffrey’s limp body, ignoring the security guards and referees as they pull him back to his feet. You can make out the eyes behind his mask, a changed man now underneath. The crowd is OOHS and AAH's at their loudest all evening in these moments, but the Wraith of Hell seems to take pleasure in being escorted to the back.
[WOW!]
[Anthony Caffrey and Jesse Jamester just tore the house down.]
[Something tells me that this rivalry is just getting started. The future implications are massive. We're just one week away from the XHF Rumble where these two will undoubtedly cross paths once again.]
[Cut.]
--
[The crowd as it is due to COVID restrictions is in its general antsy pre-match fervor.]
[A roaring boo erupts as, without warning, Walter Whezl steps out from behind the curtain. In his hand is a microphone, and for the occasion he is dressed in a tweed suit and his hair is slicked back
Looking through glasses frames he sneers at the booing.]
Whezl:
What I’d like for you impoverished, unorganized rabble to do is shut your mouths.
[The crowd disagrees roundly, an errant plastic cup lands near an italian loafer. Walt looks unimpressed. He waits, but the booing doesn’t dissipate]
Whezl:
I’ve been saying since Fuel for the Fire that you would see a new Scott Steel.
A focused Scott Steel.
No more distractions.
BEHOLD! FOR SCOTT STEEL IS NO MORE!
[He pauses for effect.]
Whezl:
I Give you, the UNDESERVING MASSES OF MISSISSAUGA
THE COLOSSUS!
[The epic chords and pounding war drums of Steps of Ziggurat by High On Fire bring the house lights down.]
[As Matt Pike begins to intone ritualistically, The Colossus steps out from behind the curtain standing just behind Walter Whezl who looks as pleased as pie. Wearing a spiked leather jacket and matching forearm bands. A studded leather cowl mask finishes the apocalyptic look.
Whezl points towards the ring and both men move down the ramp, The Colossus ignoring proffered fists, and Whezl slapping them out of the way with a copy of the Wall Street Journal.]
Grabbing the top rope from the floor, The Colossus pulls himself up onto the apron before stepping over the top rope and holding the middle and top rope open for Whezl to enter the ring.
This done, the Colossus moves to the center of the ring, where Whezl removes the mask, blonde curly mullet falling down to his neck, he moves to his appointed corner and waits. Whezl gesticulates to the crowd working them into a froth.]
--
Singles Match
20 Minute Time Limit
The Colossus vs. Gaz Maybury
--
The thunderous cheers of the arena audience dims down to an audible peep as the ring announcer lays out the following match and introduces the first competitor. Walking out with his new manager, Walter Whezl, the lumbering big man was all business in his black vest, black tights, black boots, and his blond curls playing the backdrop to his animated facial features. Walter Whezl carries one half of the Imperial Crown Tag Team titles in his arm for the behemoth known as “The Colossus”. Walter waits ringside as Steel steps over the top rope, and gets a loud boo from the crowd for his appearance.
Next his opponent walks out to a chorus of cheers, the ruckus crowd on their feet for Gaz “All Day” Maybury. The veteran makes his way to the ring, in good spirits, fist bumping crowd members near the ramp. He takes the steps up to the ring, and steps between the ropes only to be met with a kick from The Colossus!
The bell rings abruptly as Maybury is barely in the ring when the Colossus starts reigning down clubbing blows on his back. Lifting him from the canvas, Colossus throws Maybury with all his strength, tossing him like a sack of potatoes into the center of the ring. Gaz is huffing and puffing, trying to find his feet, as Colossus runs and shoulder rushes the rising vet.
A short display of power, as Walter at ringside yells instructions to Colossus, formerly known as Scott Steel, but no longer going by that moniker. A lot had changed for the Syndicate member, whom was flourishing despite the Syndicate fallout.
Colossus left no stone unturned, as he watched Gaz get to his feet, Colossus irish whipped him with force into the far corner, and caught the rebounding body in a sidewalk slam! A thunderous boom is heard as the two masses collide with the canvas!
Fans boo the Colossus, not just for his antics before as Scott Steel, but for beating up on a new Canadian favorite, Gaz Maybury. Colossus goes for the cover, yanking up on the leg only to receive a two and half count before Gaz shoots a shoulder up.
Picking Maybury off the canvas, the Colossus looked him dead in the eyes before delivering a ferocious headbutt! However Colossus did not let go as Gaz staggered from the impact, he continued with another, and another, and another!
Colossus shakes off the impact of the final headbutt, and whips Gaz to the ropes going for a big boot! Gaz however somehow finds his senses or is just lucky and delivers a lariat to the Colossus!
Gaz Maybury shakes the cobwebs out from the series of headbuttes, as Colossus rises in a shocked fashion, unsure what he just had done to him. Walter yelling from ringside to watch out! Gaz comes in with the stone hands, clubbing Colossus upside the head, left then right, repeatedly taking his shots before Colossus stands up and knees him in the gut. The weight difference wasn’t much between the men, but the height difference was. Colossus having Gaz by seven inches and pure muscle, he over powered the veteran and went for another sidewalk slam! Gaz wouldn’t allow, kneeing Colossus in the dome as he picked him up, and then russian leg sweeping the big man to the canvas. Applying all his weight on the torso, Gaz locks on a headlock, rolling Colossus over, so he lays on his back, getting a moment to breath.
Colossus rises with Gaz on his back, and Maybury looks taken back by the big man's strength! Letting go of the hold Gaz clubs him upside the head and runs at the ropes, huffing and puffing but showing he is giving it his all! Colossus turns to be met with a giant lariat! Catching Gaz in midair! Colossus power slams the big man to the canvas! Covering him for the count...
1!
2!
Kick out! Somehow Gaz finds the know-how to kick out, but to what detriment to his body? How much more could he take against the Colossus. From ringside, Walter is walking up the steel steps and yelling to the Colossus instructions. Taking his focus off of Gaz Maybury, Colossus turns to Walter, nodding at his dialogue, before turning his attention back to Maybury.
A devious look crept across the face of the monster Colossus, as he reached high above his head and then came down swiftly with a one handed choke. This is often followed by a choke slam, which after a few moments, did happen.
Gaz's face was beat red as he struggled to breathe, and being tangled up in the ropes, the referee was there to make a five count to break the hold. Colossus waited until 4, before hoisting Gaz up and slamming him down to the mat with a massive CHOKESLAM.
But he didn't relinquish the choke. After 4 seconds in the ropes, two seconds in the air, and another 5 once Gaz hit the mat, he was struggling for air! The referee couldn't pull Colossus off of Gaz, and rang the bell citing a disqualification for extending a critical choke beyond the five count!
The fans looked worried, as Colosuss eventually let go, but only for a minute, so he could grab a hold of it AGAIN!!
RAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!
Here come The New Untouchables!
[Jeffrey Daniels.]
[Lee Scott R.]
These two are no strangers to Colossus and his ways. In fact, this past January the big man single handedly wiped them out in catering just after they made their debuts in Northern Pro Wrestling. It appears as though the two young lads had seen enough, and brought upon themselves to break up this fiasco. The two of them didn't come alone...
They brought two steel chairs with them and slid into the ring wielding them.
BANG BANG
CLANG
After smacking the mat twice to get Colossus' attention, Jeffrey and Lee smacked their chairs together signifying they were going to come swinging. The distraction was enough to give Gaz some much needed medial attention at ringside. Colosuss smiled, before rushing forward.
STEREO SUPERKICKS to the Knee CAP!
That certainly caught the entire arena by surprise, but it was completely and totally effective! The big man dropped down to his knees, before holding his left knee in agony. Jeffrey and Lee exchanged a high-five before dashing over to Gaz Maybury who was starting to come to and gather himself.
Jeffrey and Lee slid under the bottom rope and each allowed Gaz to lean his arms over their shoulders as they walked him up the aisle and back towards the locker room area.
Back in the ring, Walter seems to be beaming that his monster was out to hurt someone. The fans didn't take too kindly to the gesture, and mocked the duo after their plan backfired.
[Cut.]
--
[Northern Pro's Openweight Tournament.]
[12 Competitors.]
[4 First Round Matches.]
[2 Semi Final Matches.]
[1 Winner.]
[The 1st Northern Openweight Champion Will be Crowned.]
[Flash.]
[April 28th, 2021.]
[Cut.]
--
Returning from a commercial for NPW’s upcoming, and highly anticipated, Openweight Tournament. The crowd is cheering and chomping at the bit ready for more NPW action, but something appears to have the attention of the stage spotlights.
Scanning the upper portion of the arena, the tarp’d off areas of the Powerade Centre sit empty yet the spotlights continue to search…but for who? Or what?
Cheers are bleeding off into confusion and, in some cases, impatience as the spotlights drift their way all the way up into the rafters…
Suddenly, a shadow moves drawing a gasp from the crowd…apparently there was another visitor.
Was this the same person who was seen lurking in the parking lot? Was it the same man who attacked Niko and Lord Dominicus? Were they even one and the same?
Scouring the very rafters of the arena, the shadow is on the move. Darting from rafter to rafter, nar but a blur is seen as the crowd gasps at each lunge between beams.
Then as a red light overtakes the arena, a fog drifts over the stage, each spotlight serving as a beacon, shining through the growing mist.
Engulfing the stage and spilling into the entrance, the crowd grows increasingly uneasy while more and more of the arena is swallowed within the red haze.
Silence creeps along as slowly and as intently as the fog, a voice cuts the silence finally.
“For a long time, I have sat and watched…waiting.”
Calm and measured, the voice pauses while confusion and silence grips the air following the first words from our guest.
“Waiting for what? I didn’t know. And so; I waited. Amongst the shadows, within the darkness. Who knew that it would be my past that would drive my future.”
Unseen, he had only his words to captivate the audience, to gain the attention of the roster. The wait was almost over.
“When I step into an NPW ring for the first time, it will be in the Openweight Tournament. The brackets are drawn gentlemen, all that is left…is to wait…”
At his final word, the shadow does the unspeakable, the unthinkable. The shadow throws itself into the darkness, into the fog…falling from the rafters!
The crowd gasps in shock as murmurs soon overtake the arena. Slowly the fog dissipates to reveal concerned and confused medical and backstage staff search for a crumpled body that simply doesn’t exist.
[W.T.F]
[The crowd is certainly getting their money's worth tonight.]
[Cut.]
--
Grudge Match
30 Minute Time Limit
Kirsty McKinney vs. Terminatrix
--
Kirsty McKinney made her usual no-nonsense entrance, but the fans were beginning to warm up to her and she responded by tagging a few outreaching hands on her way to the ring.
The lights dimmed and the lasers started as Terminatrix approached the ring. But there would be no elaborate doffing of armor and strategic placing of futuristic weapons this time. McKinney took a running start and surprised Terminatrix before the bell with a baseball slide! Sliding the rest of the way out of the ring, McKinney began lighting Terminatrix up with punches, then Irish whipped her into the barricade. Throwing Terminatrix’ arms back, McKinney hit a massive open hand slap to the chest right below the neck - pure Jeff Andrews. With Terminatrix staggered, McKinney threw her into the ring and followed.
The bell rang and McKinney was already on her, punching until Terminatrix rolled over. McKinney quickly went for a chickenwing but Terminatrix rolled out. The women were up at the same time, but Terminatrix caught McKinney coming in with a snap kick to the leg and a quick knee to the face. Terminatrix tried throwing an early Concussion Device, McKinney ducked the enzuigiri, tried to snatch a bulldog headlock on Terminatrix, who slipped out backwards and went for a sleeper, McKinney elbowed out of it before she had a chance to do damage, and the two women looked at each other.
It was not a respectful look, despite the exchange.
McKinney might have had the strength advantage despite her six inch height disadvantage, but she did have that big height and reach disadvantage. Terminatrix refused to lock up with her and instead delivered a boot to double her over, a punt kick to straighten her back up, and an arm whip to put McKinney on the mat. Kneeling on the arm, Terminatrix grabbed McKinney’s other arm in a trap hold, and then punished her with some punches to the head. McKinney couldn’t defend with both arms tied up, but her saving grace was that Terminatrix lacked the angle to put power into her punches and McKinney was able to unseat her.
Terminatrix dove back in with a big ground elbow smash. Another elbow smash… missed, as McKinney wormed her way out of danger and slipped around into a back mount. Another attempt at the Pittie Choke was countered as Terminatrix hit another arm whip takedown.
From here, Terminatrix took over the mat. She could rear back in guard and land shots while McKinney had to burn energy sitting up to reach her and, after getting McKinney off her guard by switching between the ground and pound strikes and a couple pin attempts, she switched gears and hooked an achilles lock, wrenching it until McKinney got the ropes and holding on for the count of four. It became obvious that Terminatrix was looking to punish her opponent rather than win quickly, as she continued to lash out with kicks and look for leg locks. At one point, McKinney rallied with a big double leg takedown slam, but once she got the advantage she lost her cool, throwing big ground elbows until Terminatrix was able to evade them and counter with a straight armbar
Or so she thought. McKinney linked her arms and deadlifted Terminatrix off the mat, then powerbombed her into the corner and executed another new move - a double overhook belly to belly where she kept the arms hooked and attempted to turn it into a grapevine pin. Terminatrix frantically tried to wiggle out, and as soon as she saw an opening, McKinney again switched to back and hooked the Pittie Choke in deep. Terminatrix easily made it to the ropes, and McKinney, loud enough that it was picked up on camera, told the ref “Just DQ me now, I’m not letting go til this bitch is unconscious.”
And that’s exactly what McKinney did, refusing to release the choke, even after the bell rang DQing her, and ignoring the ref’s attempts to pry her arms loose. Shaking her head and baring her teeth, she continued cranking the choke even after Terminatrix went limp.
Winner: Terminatrix via DQ [11:27]
Then Niko and Kono hit the ring, the former arriving first with a moonsault from the top rope that landed across McKinney’s back. Apparently such an attack warranted a reprisal, regardless of the gender of the attacker. Niko began pulling McKinney to her feet… and the New Untouchables were right there! Niko dropped McKinney and got his guard up, so the superkick from Jeffrey Daniels only knocked him backwards instead of down. Lee Scott Rothlesberger wasn’t in as quickly, but he casually positioned himself between the Dark Stars and Kirsty as he slid into the ring.
These two sides have been at it with one and other for months now, and with each show that passes the intensity seems to climb. Before we knew it, all six competitors had partnered off and were slugging away. The New Untouchables had made their presence felt earlier in the Maybury/Colossus match, and vowed to do their trainer Jeff Andrews proud going forward by watching one and other's backs.
The Former Imperial Crown Tag Team Champions are in the middle of just about everything in Northern Pro Wrestling and where that notion like a badge of honour. At their core, they're loyal gladiators and love to mix it up with the best in the world. Whether its in the tag team ranks, or in singles - Niko and Kono are becoming the heart and soul of Northern Pro in many ways.
One thing that has has been made abundantly clear, is that a major rivalry has been brewing and intensifying, and the fans of Northern Pro Wrestling are the ones who win.
Gus Arnold hit the scene with a team of security when it seemed as though the two referees were having issues keeping the two sides apart. McKinney seemed amped to have exacted some revenge from the attack she suffered a few weeks ago at the hands of the Dark Novas. The New Untouchables and The Dark Stars haven't hit the ring in a tag team encounter as of yet. What a match that would be. With the implementation of the TRIOS division, something tells me that these two sides will be in the mix of that as well.
As the jawing between Daniels and Niko continued, Gus Arnold and a swarm of security appeared, pushing the New Untouchables back across the ring. The Dark Stars were blocked from continuing the fight and finally, looking furious, Niko and Kono helped the just-coming-to Terminatrix out of the ring and to her feet. Niko threatened the New UTs with a slash across the throat gesture, Daniels responded by climbing on the ropes and throwing up the old UT hand signal of the Untouchables before Gus Arnold angrily told him to shut it down and leave the ring.
Chaos Chaos Chaos.
Emotions are riding high tonight.
[Cut.]
--
[Orion - Eternity (Chillout Version) hits and Roxylishus comes out to the entrance rampway, wearing a huge red cape with a bright red hood.]
Roxylishus : Once upon a time, there was a big bad wolf. He thought he ruled the forest. He had a couple of henchman that would do his bidding. He thought he could walk over everyone in the forest. He would text little old me thinking he was clever and I would be his and he could beat my knight.
[Roxylishus waves her finger.]
Roxylishus : Tsk, tsk tsk.
‘Come and be mine’ he would say. I can beat your knight and run rough shod over the entire forest.
Like, HELLOOOOOOO! I don’t think so!
I told that mangy old dog to get to steppin’. So, then, we didn’t get our confrontation with him. Whateva!
Timeless : (coming onto stage beside her) Enough of that chump. I called his name for months, till he came back here, to what? Not fight me?
Now we going to call his name again to get him back and he not fight me again?
Bah!
Some people. People like me, when they are down, they fight and fight and keep on fighting. Others, when they hit a road block, they throw their hands up and give up and cry that they are not loved any longer.
He is hanging on the edge of the cliff, clawing at strands of grass not to fall off, he could pull his way back up that cliff and say ‘I don’t care if you think I am done, I will show you who is done and who I am!’ That’s what I would do.
But. He wont. He’ll slide down that cliff and wallow in his own self pity that he isn’t the flavour of the month any longer.
Boo Hoo. Stop crying that LD shot 178 promos.
It’s hypocritical when you were trying to be in 179 segments each show!
Step up or step OFF! Either way, we have bigger fish to fry!
Roxylishus : (Spice Girls singing) So what you think about that?
Timeless : As for Primal. My furry friend. You have it all wrong pal.
Check it out.
I fought you.
You_are_strong.
You won my respect.
I offered you the opportunity to team up because you impressed me.
You took offence to this. You thought I wanted to use you. You were too consumed that she wouldn’t wear your gift.
Come on. Who is right here?
Think about it Jack.
Roxylishus : We get it! You want to be loved and reach out, that’s why you make them ridiculous gifts. Maybe next time, I don’t know, try a text instead of stalking people with …… what ever that was you made me.
Timeless : Listen up Primal!
And Listen Up Northern Pro!
When Sir Winsalot enters a room. HE OWNS IT!
When Sir Winsalot enters a ring. HE OWNS IT!
When Sir Winsalot enters an arena. (the crowd along with him) HE OWNS IT!
Roxylishus : Duh. Alex Turner arena anyone? (she waves her hand at the house Timeless built).
Timeless : When I enter the ring tonight Primal! I WILL OWN YOU! (Timeless drops the mic and heads back to the back)
Roxylishus : Swish swish mutha fucka!
—
[Intermission.]
--
(Commandrix is standing in the middle of the arena's ring the steel cage surrounding her arms crossed as she stands there staring into the camera. There is complete silence and the light glares down on her.)
Commandrix: "You know Isabela you claim you want to move on and concentrate on winning the SWAT Amazons Women's Championship. Yet why are you here in the first place and why not show your commitment to NPW. Is it because you want to build up your glory or can't you seem to decide where you really want to wrestle. You want to wrestle here or in SWAT. What's your excuse for your indecision."
(Commandrix waits for a few moments knowing she's not going to receive an answer.)
Commandrix: "You act so tough yet when you had an opportunity to impress me and I was going to actually shower you with respect. Yet I saw your most recent match with this 'Jersey Devil' Joanne Cannelli, whom my intelligence tells me is the former longest reigning SWAT Amazons Women's Champion. Yet you had an opportunity to be taken seriously in SWAT and you choked when you had the opportunity to defeat the former champion."
(She glares into the camera.)
Commandrix: "That's right Isabela I'm being straight and honest here. You had the opportunity to defeat a returning former champion and you choked."
(Commandrix claps mockingly.)
Commandrix: "So you think I'm the blame for your loss to anyone in SWAT. If you have the time to wrestle in NPW and you lost to someone other than me or any of my stablemates as they are known as. Will you blame me or them for your losses Isabela. Will you or will you actually take the responsibility for your loss. If anyone else did the same to you will you claim we did it or will you actually go after the actual people who did it. Interesting thought to consider."
(She places her hands behind her back.)
Commandrix: "Now you plan on having your Barn Burners at ringside if our Dark Stars supposedly interfere. Either way will we actually move on if that occurs and what will be the excuses if we continue this feud. We may be sharing the Feud of the Year Award. Wouldn't you like to be sharing that award with us and maybe your friend Kirsty McKinney as well. Wouldn't you like to enjoy that honor or would you like to make an excuse to not share that honor."
(Commandrix allows herself a rare smile.)
Commandrix: "Now maybe it was destiny The Dark Novas and Dark Stars along with you and Kirsty McKinney along with your tag team allies should meet
and feud in the NPW. Maybe we both were meant to feud and maybe we will settle our war in the ring once and for all. Let's see if you can avenge yourself
after you decided to act tardy and be late again which is a violation with no excuses. The Dark Novas and Dark Stars make none and our loyalty tour fed is unquestionable. No excuses."
(She grows serious again.)
Commandrix: "Tonight we shall come with our best as you and the rest of earth says in combat sports would say bringing your best and come for a fight. I shall be coming for a fight just like you are going to come for a fight. What better way than in a steel cage match where blood is literally spilled and pain is as earthlings call pain is the name of the game."
(Commandrix goes over to the steel cage and grabs it shaking and grinding her head hard into the steel and begins to bleed but the blood quickly disappears as her head instantly heals.)
Commandrix: "I'm going to match you brutality with brutality and blood for blood and I plan on making sure that we settle it in the cage. We will settle this in the middle of the cage and not on top of the cage and not climb out of the cage or even leave the cage through the door. Right in the middle of the cage after a bloody battle and after a violent war between us."
(She moves back to the middle of the cage surrounded ring.)
Commandrix: "So what will the excuses be if you lose to me in a steel cage one on one and what's on the outside on not on the outside. Will you be the one who experiences the nightmares. You see we don't experience that on our world unlike your people which results in irrational behavior. The more you make references to our world the more you and your allies shall motivate us. Tonight I shall come in quite motivated and I shall be the one bloodied and unbowed and I shall be standing victorious. There won't be any excuses and we'll see if everything is settled once and for all and move on if that ever happens. No excuses."
--
Steel Cage Match
No Time Limit
Commandrix vs. Isabel Rios
--
The co-main event of the evening was up next, with a Steel Cage surrounding the Northern Pro Wrestling ring, the audience was in full swing with cheers for the ladies who were about to come out. A milestone in women’s wrestling in Canada, as the two women would face off in a grudge match for the ages.
First, from Parts Unknown, one half of the Dark Novas, and a challenger that nobody could deny was technically sound and acrobatically masterful, Commandrix. Making her way to the ring, it was only a matter of time before this match would have to take place. The two women had their differences, and Commandrix was not doing anything to sway Isabel from her position on wanting a fight. If anything, Commandrix enjoyed the chase that Isabel had set to put this match into motion.
Next out would be the 5 foot 6 inch, spicy sultress of technical prowess, Isabel Rios! Her confidence never swayed as she looked on to the steel cage and Commandrix who had entered through the side door. The two were ready for tonight, each wrapped up on the wrists with tape, both gazing at one another without breaking eye contact. Rios had her eyes set on one thing, hurt Commandrix, at any cost.
Entering the cage, Isabel Rios grabs the steel cage door and slams it shut, never turning her back on Commandrix. The attack is still fresh on her mind from weeks ago. Rios hears the referee on the outside confirm the cage is locked, while the one on the inside motions to both women the match has started & signals for the bell.
Isabel Rios wastes no time rushing at Commandrix, no love lost as she goes straight to the gut with a kick! Clubbing her across the back, Rios rips a snap suplex on Commandrix with tenacity! The fire in her eyes says the story, Rios wants to hurt Commandrix for the weeks of toying with her. Commandrix grabs her back and rolls over to a knee, just as Rios comes in kicking her in the chest. Rios reels back for another kick, this time Commandrix ducks it, and we see her roll underneath and behind Rios. Quickly grabbing Rios by the hair, Commandrix delivers a headlock takeover grounding Rios.
Rios uses her legs to head scissor to break the hold, and Commandrix knips up to her feet while Rios rolls to a knee and jumps to her feet. Rios and Commandrix circle the ring opposite one another, Commandrix looks at the steel cage and Rios dares her to climb, but Commandrix knows it’s too early.
Commandrix acts like she is going for the cage, and when Rios goes after her, she side steps and slams her into the steel cage! Rios bounces off the mesh cage, rolling backwards into the ring, almost to her knees as the momentum takes her.
Commandrix rushes her and hits a shining wizard! A quick cover only nets a 2 count before Rios kicks out with authority.
Commandrix locks on a headlock, controlling Rios as she gets to her feet. Commandrix goes for the take down, but Rios counters into a back drop! Rolling over, she begins to try and lock on the clutch, but Commandrix fights with all her will to get away from Rios and towards the ropes. Using the cage, Commandrix begins to climb the ropes, but Rios has none of it and runs and jumps on the second rope, grabbing the mesh and finding her footing on the top rope.
Both women come to blows on the top rope each using one hand to hold the cage. Commandrix goes for a kick, and the mistake costs her as Rios kicks her other leg and watches Commandrix fall awkwardly between the ropes and cage siding. Isabel looks down at her and without hesitation drops down with two feet stomping her from 7 feet in the air, pinning her between the bottom rope and the steel cage!
Rios slips between the middle rope back into the ring, grabbing Commandrix by the legs. She guillotines her on the bottom rope! Commandrix holds her throat in pain, unable to breath it appears, as Rios follows up by pulling her back into the ring.
Rios motions for Commandrix to get up, but then chooses to help her by grabbing the neck and lifting her off the canvas. Commandrix gets an elbow in, but Rios is in full control, and whips her to the ropes on the far side of the ring, rebounding towards Rios, she back body drops Commandrix into the steel cage siding! Commandrix crumbles down between the ropes and siding once more, feeling the effects of the cage all along her back and the impact on her shoulders.
Rios pulls Commandrix back into the ring, and lifts her once again. The crowd is on their feet chanting for Isabel Rios as she takes her vengeance out on the Dark Nova team member. Whipping Commandrix once more, countered by a reverse irish whip, Commandrix gets the upper hand, sending Isable crashing into the turnbuckle! Commandrix uses all her strength to rush Rios and delivers a heavy clothesline that rocks Rios in the corner. A few knee strikes, and Commandrix lifts Rios up to the top turnbuckle, ascending up the side using the steel cage for grip. Commandrix goes for a frankensteiner!
Rios crashes in the ring with force, but Commandrix also looks to be down. The impact taking its toll on her after the onslaught Rios had unleashed earlier. Both women lay there as the referee checks on them, confirming neither will give up.
Commandrix rolls over and uses the ropes to get to her feet. Seeing Rios down, she goes to the turnbuckle, and begins to climb out of the cage.
Rios sees this from the canvas and rolls over and climbs to her feet with haste. She rushes to climb the cage behind Commandrix, who nears the top. Commandrix sits on top of the cage, trying to find her hold to go over the top. Isabel Rios catches up to her, and grabs her by the leg. Both women exchange fists, no love lost here, as Rios grabs Commandrix and slams her head off the top of the cage structure!
Rios proceeds to sit on top of the cage herself. Smashing Commandrix with blow after blow, before Commandrix grapples her from a sitting position to buy herself time. Rios doesn’t let it go too long, and headbuttes Commandrix, causing her to sway. Seeing the possible outcome of Commandrix falling out of the cage and winning, Rios grabs her and pushes her towards the ring, but Commandrix grabs her by the arm, allowing Commandrix to hold onto Rios who clenches the top of the cage with her thighs.
Commandrix hangs from Rios arm, before finding her feet on the top rope and then tries to wrench the arm to pull Rios off. Just as Commandrix has to adjust her feet, Rios uses her leg inside the cage to kick the hand, causing Commandrix to lose her grip. A second kick and Commandrix falls into the ring!
Rios perches herself on the top corner of the cage, she has two options. She sees the win if she goes to climb out. However, Commandrix is getting to her feet, and the fight she promised wasn’t over yet. Rios had a bloodlust in her tonight, and she lept from the top of the cage delivering a meteora to the rising Commandrix!
HOLY-SHIT! HOLY-SHIT! HOLY-SHIT!
Fans explode out of their seats, and even though a 20% capacity was all that was in attendance, it sounded like a stampede when the move hit!
Rios rolled to the far side of the ring, beat from the landing, but knowing she did the damage to Commandrix! Laying where she was hit, Commandrix was motionless.
Rios looked at the door, and motioned for it. The referee on the outside began to open the door. Rios looks at Commandrix one last time, and a twinkle in her eye shows shes not done - but she goes towards the door, and SLAM!
Terminatrix slams the door into Rios’ face! The crowd is a choir of boos at the cheap shot interjection, which the outside referee immediately remedies by removing Terminatrix from ringside by ordering security to take her back stage.
Locking the door again from the outside, the referee inside checks on Rios who is gushing blood from her forehead, a crimson mask spills down her face and off her chin as she reels against the bottom rope, eyes wide, in shock.
Rios sees Commandrix climbing to her feet. Grabbing the top rope, Rios pulls herself up, and the two meet in the middle of the ring, slugging it out! Rios gets kneed in the midsection, judo flip follows, and Commandrix takes her to the canvas. Going for the Koji clutch herself, Commandrix tries to use Rios own move on her!
Rios rolls through, and locks on her own! She wrenches back, and you see the blood pouring as she yells out with a roar of intensity!
Commandrix can’t do anything about the move, rope breaks don’t count, she’s too far from the door, and with no way to break the hold she taps!
Winner: ISABEL RIOS! via Koji Clutch (22:39)
The cage door is unlocked from the outside. Rios is still holding on the move as the referee tells her to break it. He motions for a count, 1-2-3- Rios finally breaks it not to risk disqualification or an overturned ruling. Looking up at the referee, she spits blood onto the canvas, over flow from her cut it looks like.
Rising to her feet, Isabel Rios has her arm raised as the fans stand on their feet cheering for the young athlete. Her potential and stock in Northern Pro Wrestling rising, but a fight for the ages with Commandrix tonight!
As the commotion started to subside, the cage started to rise.
Commandrix was coming to, and in a shocking act of admiration - the NPW fans gave her a standing ovation for her efforts!
You'll Be Back! You'll Be Back! You'll Be Back!
Commandrix did her best to suck it up and not show any pain or weakness, but she had clearly put her body through an incredible beating. As much as Rios would like to dim this rivalry, I would argue that it's just getting started.
The fans didn't stop applauding until Commadrix and Terminatrix were out of sight and in the backstage area.
[Cut.]
--
[Backstage.]
[Gaz Maybury is sitting on a medical bench, a couple staffers applying an ice compress to the base of his neck. The New Untouchables - that is, Jeffrey Daniels and Lee Scott Rothlesberger - are there too, having helped him backstage after the confrontation with Scott Steel.]
Gaz: "Bloody hell I'm too old for this"
LSR: "Dude. No."
Jeffrey: "You are NOT too old for this. That stuff was legendary!"
Gaz: "Why in the bloody hell are you helping me?"
Jeffrey: "Because you're a straight up fucking legend!"
Gaz: "Am not. Violent Dave was the good one."
[LSR and Daniels share a look.]
LSR: "Look. Mr. Maybury. This is kind of embarrassing to admit. But we got into wrestling with Old Line, and we didn't start wrestling until about 5 years ago, and so for like ten years we were..."
Jeffrey: "(looking down) Smarks."
Gaz: "I got so drunk I mistook a pair of pants for Big Pete, that's worse than being a smark"
LSR: "So isn't. But dude, look. Tag Teams are this thing where the two halves are greater than the sum of the whole. Violent Dave was the workrate guy. YOU were the talkity starpower guy!"
Jeffrey: "And anyway, what did Violent Dave do without your help? Get bitchslapped into leaving the World of Hurt and joining the Sinful eXperience and then get overshadowed by like half the stable? Not even counting the BWWa guys in it, Louellen - "
[Narrator's note - Llewelyn yr Penaig was the stable leader. Jeffrey can't pronounce the Welsh Double L.]
Jeffrey: - "Cole Christenson, Kai Scott, Gemma Lockhart and Brad Andrews ALL outranked Violent Dave."
LSR: "I think Destiny Hunter outranked Violent Dave. At least she had a title."
Jeffrey: "And who beat Cole Christenson twice when he mostly just steamrolled everyone he looked at?"
LSR: "And how'd the spinebuster end up as your finisher? Because you upset KAI FUCKING SCOTT with it!"
Gaz: "Wait, I thought you'd hate me for beating Kai Scott"
LSR: DUDE. Look, I say Kai Scott's one of the best to lace up a pair of boots, ever, he's on the shortlist for the GOAT, and I'll fight anyone who says otherwise. But he was kind of a dick.
Jeffrey: Not that wrestling doesn't need those. A year and a half ago we were planning to be young punks thumbing our nose at our elders for, y'know, heel heat.
LSR: But yeah, he was a dick. And he was fighting the Untouchables at the time anyway.
Gaz: "I'm just astonished to have fans"
Daniels: "Yeah, well... you got any cool insider stories from the old days?"
Gaz: "Oh yes. Let me tell you lads about this fellow named Wilde Tanke..."
[...]
[Fade out.]
--
Main Event
Last Man Standing Match
No Time Limit
'Timeless' Alex Turner vs. Primal
--
The light dimmed, and Primal walked to the ring. The arena stood in silence, watching this awe inspiring specimen. Nobody made any sudden moves, camera flashed. The people strive to understand the things they cannot explain, and Primal fits into this category.
The referee backed away, not wanting to get too close out of fear of the unknown. Moments passed, and it was time for his opponent to make his way to the ring. 'Timeless' has been a mainstay in Northern Pro Wrestling since it made it's way onto the XHF Network. Whether you love him or hate him, you'll always know where you stand with him. Turner makes no bones about his opinions and how he feels about certain people or ideals.
As we saw over the past few weeks, this rivalry had intensified. It started with some harmless gifts, which lead to rejection, which lead to vandalism, which lead to violence. Roxy and Primal have had their fair share of tongue and cheek conversations, and one could argue that it's Roxy who is the straw that stirs the drink when it comes to the emotions riding high between the two of them.
After a knock down, drag out affair, Roxy and Timeless offered a truce and for Primal to stand alongside of them in their quest for greatness. Their offer was unequivocally rebuffed by the wild man - which had everyone's temperature rising. As we all witnessed on the last NPW broadcast, Timeless and Primal fought from the moment the show started, they fought all over the arena, and they ended up in an ambulance at the conslcuion of the event.
The safety of NPW officials were compromised as these two HOSSES fought all over the arena, trying to put some distance between the two of them - but they were so hellbent on destroying one and other the attempt went largely unnoticed.
Gus Arnold prefers to let rivalries be settle the old fashioned way, and creating this last man standing match was his way of giving the two men what they wanted, and creating an atmosphere for the winner to be the man who's able to take the other clean out of competition.
Early on these two men slugged it on in the ring, looking to earn each others respect. Both men sport impressive chins, and the endurance to fight for ages at full impact. In a true test of wills, the winner will have thoroughly and completely earned it.
Roxy looked on and shouted encouragement to her man, trying to get into Primal's head. At one point, Primal dove to the ropes and almost got ah old of Roxy's hair, which allowed Timeless to catch him from behind with a knee to the small of the back, followed by a release german suplex that dumped Primal on the back of his head. Primal tried to bounce back quickly, but in doing so, realized e was dazed and dropped down to one knee and ate a running yakuza kick to the face!
WHAM!
Timeless reached down and grabbed Primal by the scruff of the neck, before clean jerking him up and pressing him over his head and tossing him over the top rope!
OHHHHH!!
Primal hit the floor hard, but was still trying to shake the cobwebs. Timeless played to the crowd, and was met with a mixed reaction. Roxy applauded her man with all of her will, before Turner made his way outside. At first he was admiring his work, but quickly alarmed that Primal was doing his best to force himself back to his feet. Turner stalked and prodded Primal with his foot - but then was met wit a HADOUKEN uppercut from Primal, who used all of his weight and energy to leap into the blow.
CRAACCKK!!
Turner slumped down to the floor and the referee counted.
1
2
3
4
5
6
Turner shook it off and got back up to one knee, which broke the count. Primal laughed wickedly, and pointed to Roxy, and then gave her a thumbs down. Primal stiffed Turner up with a few european uppercuts, before irish whipping Timeless into the steel ring post!
1
2
Primal didn't want the referees count, and preferred to continue his onslaught. Blood was forming around the mouth of Timeless, but he seemed ready to fight back and not back down. In between strikes from Primal, Turner was getting a shot in - and then an eye rake!
Primal stumbled backwards, and Turner tried to find the fortitude to make him pay. Running forward, Turner hit Primal with one of the strongest LARIAT'S we've seen in NPW history. Primal nearly did a 360 in the air, before crashing into the guardrail in a heap.
The fans were on their feet, applauding the efforts of both men as this contest wasn't for the faint of heart. Timeless wiped the blood from his face, and charged forward with a spear and both men went through the GUARDRAIL!!
HO - LEE - SHIT!
Timeless put his body on the line to exert maximum force and ended up wearing some of the damage himself, but Primal was certainly the worse for ware as well. The referee started to count both men.
1
2
3
4
5
6
7!
Turner was up!
8
Primal is up to one knee.
LOW BLOW!
Primal clips Turner in the pills and Roxy almost faints!
Primal grabs a steel folding chair
WAAAAAAP!!
WAAAAAAPP!
Two shots to the back of Timeless
CRACCCKK!!
One to the head!
Blood trickles from the forehead of Timeless, as Primal hoists the chair aloft to salute the fans. The fans are a mix of scared and excited. The action is creeping into their world, and this is certainly uncommon ground for NPW matches in general.
Turner took those shots relatives well all things considered, or perhaps with his adrenaline pumping and flowing, the stage being what it was and the hatred between the two men being palpable... He refused to stay down. He forced himself to stay with one knee on the ground, which indicated he was fighting to stay in this.
Primal cleared an area of chairs and set them up on the floor. He walked over, grabbed Timeless and picked him up for a tombstone piledriver....
IT WAS REVERSED!
Timeless kicked his legs and held on, and now he has Primal in the tombstone position!
OH MY! Turner drives Primal head first into the mass of steel chairs on the concrete floor!
Timeless did his best to execute the piledriver full force. After the fact, he rolled off of his foe, and laid down trying to catch his breath.
The referee slapped on the count once again, and no stirring for the first five counts, until Turner got up, to which the referee continued to count Primal, but he was up at 8.5!
Roxy shouted instructions to her man, who seemed to play off of it. Both men were certainly proving to be two of the toughest men in the NPW locker room, which is saying a lot based on the overall makeup of the talent pool.
Turner and Primal were back to slugging away, but working their way through the crowd, until finally Primal ducked a wild swing from Turner and hip tossed him over the guardrail onto the ramp to enter the ring! Primal hopped the guard rail, ran forward and dropped a knee to the chest on Turner! Primal started to beat on his chest and let out a war cry of sorts!
The fans got with it surprisingly, and Primal seemed to be developing some loyalty from the NPW faithful based on how he's been carrying himself and the level of effort he exerts while fighting.
Primal picked Timeless up and head butted him. Primal backed away, not realizing that Turner's skull was going to be as hard as it was, and at the sametime both men dropped to one knee! The crowd applauded and chuckled at the situation even if it's not a laughing matter.
Primal resumed being in control and started to walk Timeless to the top of the stage/ramp area. More room to brawl, and a bigger stage for the crowd to witness the carnage. Once both men reached the top of the stage, the crowd roared in approval.
We could see there were tables and electrical set up below, and neither man wanted to get too close to the edge.
As the fight waged on, the audience was quick to find out that Primal and Timeless weren't alone on stage.
[Dark Hooded Figure.]
The same hooded man from the last broadcast that laid waste to Lord Dominicus and Niko was there once again!
Roxy screamed to alert Turner, who backed off, and looked around. Timeless made eye contact, and turned his back on Primal. Primal saw the opening, but stopped and looked at the unidentified man as well! Suddenly, the match had stopped dead in it's tracks and the unidentified man.
[OH NO!]
[From Behind.]
[Hooded Man #2]
[Hooded Man #3]
The crowd was chaotic, shouting for Primal, Timeless and Roxy to turn around. They each had Steel Chairs with them.
WHAM!
WHAM!
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK!
Two sickening chair shots stereo style forced Primal and Timeless down face first. The extra smacks were from above, as the two men took a few liberties as both men laid face down.
The Three Unidentified men circled Roxy, and she took off into the crowd to avoid what could've been an ugly situation. Once Roxy split, the three men picked both Primal and Timeless up, and brought them to their feet at the edge of the stage.
[Please. No!]
In one swift motion, The three men launched Primal and Timeless from the stage and sent them crashing down 12 feet to the arena floor through tables and on top of the electric panel! Timeless rolled off, but Primal appeared to have been shocked/zapped when he hit the wiring.
The lights in the arena began to flicker....
And then..
[Dark.]
The crowd was restless, the power in the arena was out and there were three unidentified assailants.
Suddenly a few spotlights from the rafters turn on to give the arena some light, so panic can subside. One of the spotlights hits the ring, and helps illuminate that area of the building. Another hits the top of the stage, where the three men stand side by side, shoulder to shoulder. One by one, they drop their hoods.
[Keith Williams.]
[Rob Garcia.]
[Neo James Carner.]
A huge pop from the crowd as they now know who's behind the attack!
[The ReVenants are here!]
[Have they signed with Northern Pro Wrestling?]
All three of them raise their hands in the air, claiming victory.
Our show goes off the air with technicians doing their best to restore power while medics are checking on Timeless and Primal down below. The type of fall they both endured could cause some serious long term damage. Roxy looked absolute panicked, as she rushed down to check on Timeless once the spotlights hit and she was able to see where she was going.
The Final Shot is of The Revenants on the stage.
[Cut.]
