DEFIANCE TV 145 Night 1

The scene opens to an aerial shot of ringside. All the DEFIANTS are on the stage and "Downtown" Darren Keebler is in the center of the ring. The camera zooms in on Keebler.

DDK:
Ladies and gentlemen, a few weeks ago we learned Chris King passed away. Chris was the micro artist for the DEFIANCE website, bringing to life so many of the wrestlers you see before you. Chris was the artist throughout DEFIANCE’s run until two years ago when he stepped away. He never asked for anything in return, he simply enjoyed bringing everyone’s character to life. Chris was universally respected by all of us here in DEFIANCE Wrestling and over the past two weeks we have heard from many alumni and current talent on what Chris meant to them. Thank you, Chris King. Your work will still remain on the website, regarding many of the characters here. We ask if you can please stand for a ten bell salute. DEFIANCE doesn’t have a Hall of Fame but if there ever was one, rest assured Chris King would be the first one to go in.

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DEFIANTS from past and present remain on the top of the rampway. The Faithful begin a chant for Chris King.

IN MEMORY OF
CHRIS KING
1980 - 2020

Thank you for bringing our characters to life for all these years.

The scene fades to a black screen.

Bright colorful lights roll across the entire arena, the fans go wild as the DEFtv opening video is played on the DEFiatron. Many of the wrestlers we see on a daily basis as well as a few legends are shown before the music video comes to an end. The fireworks go off and the fans get even louder in the WrestlePlex as the red lights come to life on the cameras. 

Signs and excitement everywhere!

PATRICK CASSIDY IS SWELL WHOLESOME FUN FOR THE ENTIRE FAMILY
I WON DEFIANCE
FML - I WANT IN
IS MALAK STILL ALIVE?
WRECK HER JESTAL
BURNS STILL RULEZ
COMMENTS SECTION R TROLLZ
JAY HARVEY TAPPED AMES
24K SLEEP ASS 2 ASS
I DEFINITELY PICKED ON MIKEY IN HIGH SCHOOL
CAYLE MURRAY IS UGLY
KENDRIX ISNT FROM THE UK
SIGN MURIEL PUDDINGS
LET THE CHAOS REIGN
REZIN IS A FUCK UP
JESTAL IS THE HERO WE NEED, JAY WENT COLD
TYLER, PLAY NICE
ARES WAS ROBBED!!
DEFIANCE IS NUMBA 1 WRASSLE SHOW
GIMME SOME BOOOOOZE NEWBLUDD
I HEARD SOMEONE WANTED TO BURN DOWN THE WRESTLEPLEX
TAPPPPPP TIIIIICKKK TAPPPPP - MY ASMR SESSION
KUROYAMA REBORN
BRING DEFIANCE TO NEW YORK

DDK:
Welcome to DEFtv 145, NIGHT 1!

Lance:
Night 1?

DDK:
Yes, Lance! Night 1! And Night 2 will be coming to you tomorrow. There are two nights of shows now because the DEFIANT roster is so massive!

Lance:
Massive AND awesome! I knew about two-night thing, Keebs. It was fun playing possum though.

DDK:
Well, let's get started!

♫ "Gold" by Sir Sly ♫

The crowd boos loudly as the lights all hit the stage in a giant spotlight of sorts. We’re so used to seeing a red carpet roll down the ramp for Mikey Unlikely, that the gold style one that’s rolling tonight almost looks out of place. Until the lads step on the stage that is. 

Mikey Unlikely leads from the front, showcasing the FIST of DEFIANCE as Cayle Murray, Perfection and Kendrix follow the FIST, all in their 24K “We Are Men” t-shirts. As the group makes their way towards the ring to a barrage of verbal vitriol thrown their way by the DEFIANCE faithful.

DDK:
Just over three weeks ago at ASCENSION, Mikey Unlikely was pushed all the way by Elise Ares. Once again Unlikely managed to escape with the FIST intact via the help of his 24K cohorts....and a little help from an undercover member of what we BELIEVED was the Sports Entertainment Guild! 

Lance:
Mikey proving once again that you can have all the momentum in the world on your side, it means absolutely nothing when you’re always a step ahead of the game...this time in the form of that man right there JFK, Jesse Fredericks Kendrix.

The shot focuses on Jesse who stops in his tracks halfway up the ring steps having seemingly taken offense to something shouted from the crowd, however, the demeanor quickly changes as he throws that shit-eating grin right back at them.

DDK:
He was Mikey’s plant in SEG. He rebuilt trust, friendships, and confidence with Elise Ares and The D but he was part of 24K all along. Of course, Kendrix doesn’t need the cast he’s been wearing because it seems he was never injured in the first place! 

Lance:
The Hollywood Bruvs are well and truly back together, Keebs.

As the music dies down 24K are set, centerstage inside the ring as Mikey, with a mic in hand, waits the boos out. Cayle calmly looks at his watch, Perfection simply rolls his eyes. 

DDK:
This could go on all night, just say what you have to say so we can get it over with, Mikey.

Holding his free arm out by his side, Mikey senses something is up.

Mikey Unlikely:
This….

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Unlikely holds the mic to his side. His tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek. He tries again.

Mikey Unlikely:
You see….

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Once more they won’t let him get a word out. 

Mikey Unlikely:
SHUT UP, PEOPLE!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Lance:
The fans in the DEFplex not letting the champion speak tonight!

Mikey Unlikely:
I can sit here allllllll night!

The crowd seems to slow its pace.

Mikey Unlikely:
Oh, I know, I know! No huge celebration, right?! Where’re the balloons, no cake?, no bright lights or Mikey Money falling from the sky? You wanted to see Mikey Unlikely throw another stupendous, over the top successful title defense celebration, am I right?!

Jesse and Cayle look toward the ceiling gesturing for the balloons and Mikey Money to fall. Perfection pulls a flat balloon out of his pocket and gestures to Mikey if he should blow it up but the FIST waves his hand dismissively, prompting Perfection to throw the flat balloon nonchalantly over his shoulder.

Mikey Unlikely:
Well, let me tell you people something, there is absolutely nothing to celebrate! Celebrations are only reserved for birthdays, Strippee Saturdays, and/or major accomplishments. It’s not my birthday, it’s Wednesday, and what you saw go down at ASCENSION is Mikey Unlikely and 24K getting the job done our way. 

BOOOOOOO!

Mikey Unlikely:
And our way is the way it’s going to be at each and every DEFtv, each and every DEFIANCE pay per view, simply put...every damn day we please! There will be no giant celebrations, there will be no ridiculous parties, from here on out, there will only be the four of us. This is the new normal people…  We are the gold standard of professional wrestling. We are untouchable. We are 24K!

24K encourages Mikey with their applause that the champ soaks up for a moment before getting back to business.

Mikey Unlikely:
Now to get down to our business… I for one cannot tell you how proud I am to have built up this amazing group of gentlemen. Who would have thought Cayle Murray would ever team up with Mikey Unlikely? Who would have thought the remnants of Dynasty would find their way to DEFIANCE like Perfection and I have? Who would have thought that the Hollywood Bruvs would still be thick as thieves after all the drama we saw play out on DEFtv? The truth of the matter is… Bruv is thicker than water! 

DDK:
I don’t think that’s the saying.

Lance:
Eh, I’ve heard it both ways.

Mikey Unlikely:
We are the most dominant group DEFIANCE has ever seen. Even more so now that Jay Eff Kay gave me a run for my money as DEF’s top actor! What a performance! Give this man an Oscar!

The crowd boos loudly again. Kendrix meanwhile smiles shyly.

Mikey Unlikely:
He’s not only a Hollywood Bruv, Not only a former FIST of DEFIANCE himself, He not only had Elise Ares, The D, Klien, and more fooled, but he fooled EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU IDIOTS IN THIS BUILDING AND AT HOME ON TV! 

The group all laugh hysterically in the middle of the ring. 

Mikey Unlikely:
What’s important however is that the boys are back! The FIST of DEFIANCE is firmly within the control of 24K! There’s no one on the roster who’s going to get through all three of these men and have ANYTHING left to take me on. I think it’s safe to say… we’re as good as gold! 

He hands the mic over to Jesse, giving him the floor.

DDK:
What a despicable human. Oh geez, I wonder what he’s gonna say first?

Lance:
I think we can all guess.

Waiting out the boos, Jesse slowly brings the mic up to his mouth.

Kendrix:
Listen, Yeah?!

Cayle and Perfection hold a hand each out flat beside their ears encouraging the crowd to listen while Mikey gives Jesse’s shoulders a quick rub.

Kendrix:
Mikey, I think I speak for both Cayle and Perfs when I say...Thank you, Bruv. Not only are those probably the most humble, beautiful, and honest words ever uttered about anyone in the history of the world, you’ve also provided accurate and constructive criticism about Keebs and Lance’s tiresome continued gullibility.  

DDK:
Son of a…

Lance:
Easy, Keebs!

Kendrix:
But If I may, I just want to say, from the bottom of my manly heart, that this experience has helped JFK grow as a manly man, even more so than he already was. 

Perfection (in the background):
How is that even possible? You were already so manly.

Cayle and Mikey shrug their shoulders, unable to fathom this revelation and JFK turns to face his brothers.

Kendrix:
I am so grateful to surround myself with the manliest of men. Men who respect each other, men who respect this business, men who go above and beyond to give you, the people at home and in attendance tonight, exactly what you all want to see.

Applause ripples behind him as Mikey wipes away an imaginary tear at what he’s hearing. Facing the crowd again, Jesse continues his apparent heartfelt speech.

Kendrix:
I know that now more than ever having spent the last couple of months surrounding myself with and bigging up the most self centered, delusional and untalented bunch of misfits this industry has ever seen.

DDK:
It’s like looking in the mirror, ain’t it Jesse?

PCP, PCP, PCP!

Kendrix:
But that’s the difference between 24K and SEG. 24K is all about Sacrifice. Sacrificing our own agendas for the greater good…

He shakes his head momentarily

Kendrix:
Not the greater good of ourselves...but for the greater good of DEFIANCE.

Jesse holds his free hand to his heart and takes a bow before bringing it in for a hug with the lads, the mic picking up the muffled tones of Cayle.

Cayle Murray:
Dammit, K-Juice… that was…

Murray’s voice cracks. A single (fake?) tear rolls down his check.

Cayle Murray:
The most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.

DDK:
Biggest pile of crap I’ve ever heard coming out of that ring.

Mikey breaks from the hug leaving his team to come to terms with the beautiful speech they just heard.

Mikey Unlikely:
24K, the most dominant group of Champions ever to set foot in DEFIANCE, could just go ahead and arrogantly dismantle every single match, every single segment that takes place just for our own TV time. But instead, because we are real manly men who always think about you, the little people...we are going to give you all a title match right here, right now for your viewing pleasure. You wanted your shot at Mikey? Let’s do this, Bruv!

GLUEFIST!

Lance:
A title match? Right now, Keebs?

DDK:
Mikey’s limbering up, so is Kendrix. For the FIST?!

Cayle removes his top to reveal a referee top as Perfection signals over to the timekeeper.

Perfection:
Bring it over now!

The timekeeper brings over a briefcase to Perfection. In the meantime, Cayle looks to release the FIST from Mikey’s glass case.

Perfection:
Hang on a sec there Senior Official, Murray, sir. 

Cayle signals he wants to raise the FIST to signify the significance of the match. Instead, Perfection opens the briefcase in front of Cayle out of sight of everyone else. 

Lance:
What’s in the briefcase?

As Perfection shuts the briefcase and hands it over to the time keeper, Cayle then lifts a title belt into the air.

Lance:
That’s not the FIST...is that the..?

DDK:
It’s the DOC. The DEFIANCE ONSLAUGHT CHAMPIONSHIP. Or what remains of it.

Murray holds the charred and burned remains of what's left of the DOC in front of Mikey and then in front of Kendrix before handing it to Perfection on the outside of the ring for safekeeping. Murray signals to the timekeeper to ring the bell.

DING DING DING!

Kendrix takes his shirt off as he motions towards the FIST that’s he’s ready to begin.

Lance:
And it looks like we are indeed getting the first match of the evening as Kendrix moves to tie up with Mikey Unlikely.

Mikey ducks and drops into a rolling schoolboy. Cayle slides down to the canvass and begins the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

DDK:
You’ve gotta be kiddin’ me…

Perfection grabs a microphone as he hands the DOC belt back to Murray who begins to strap it across Unlikely’s waist.

Perfection:
Here is your winner by pinfall, the new DEFIANCE Onslaught Champion… Mikey Unlikely!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

DDK:
Great. It’s over. We can all move on now.

Kendrix is saying he wasn’t ready and wants a rematch. Cayle checks with Mikey if the DOC is ok with that. Cayle relays the message to Perfection.

Perfection:
Ladies and Unfaithful, despite the grueling contest you just witnessed, your NEWWWW DOC champion, Mikey Unlikely, has agreed to a rematch of this bout to take place right here, right now! Ring the bell!

DDK:
A 5-second match isn’t grueling!

DING DING DING!

Lance:
Hopefully, this rematch is better than the previous.

This time it’s Mikey who motions to Kendrix he is ready and lunges in for a tie-up. Almost like a flashback, Kendrix ducks under and rolls a schoolboy on Mikey. Cayle again drops to the canvass.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

DDK:
What is the point of this nonsense!?!?

Perfection:
Here is your winner and NEWWWW DEFIANCE Onslaught Champion… JESSE FREDERIKS KENNNDRRRRIIIXXXXX!!!!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Lance:
The Faithful at least got two extra matches that weren’t promoted. If you even want to call them that.

DDK:
I don’t nor do they.

Cayle now straps the DOC back around Kendrix while Perfection is making his way into the ring and hands the microphone back over to Kendrix.

Kendrix:
After a long, bitter battle, I will now retire the DOC title...again.

Cayle Murray:
Oh, can we set it on fire again? That big oaf Jason Natas was so pissed the last time!

Off to the side, Perfection has pulled out some type of tiny book that Mikey and he are flipping through.

DDK:
What are those two numbskulls doing now?

Lance:
Not too sure. It looks like Perfection has some kind of DEFIANCE history pamphlet?

Perfection:
HOLY MOSES!!!!!!!!

Perfection drops the pamphlet.

Perfection:
I HAVE A CRITICAL ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE!!!

Perfection is handed back the microphone before taking a moment and then turning towards Mikey Unlikely.

Perfection:
It is my distinct honor and privilege to announce to the world that with the win and loss of the now-retired DEFIANCE Onslaught Championship... you, Mikey Unlikely, have become the FIRST and ONLY….

Lance:
First and only what?

Perfection:
DEFIANCE...

DDK:
Just get on with it already!

Perfection:
GRAND! SLAM! CHAMPION!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mikey feigns a look of delightful shock.

DDK:
No…NO! That’s what this was all about?! Is that even correct?! That can’t be right!

Lance:
Sadly I believe Perfection is very much correct, Keebs. This little sham has made Mikey Unlikely the first DEFIANCE Grand Slam Champion. An honorable achievement yet not accomplished in an honorable fashion at all.

Mikey Unlikely:
Now this calls for a celebration!

On queue gold balloons, confetti, and Mikey Money begin to pour down into the Wrestleplex as all three members of 24K hoist up the now Grand Slam Champion for all to praise.

The fans boo loudly as the 24K theme hits the airwaves once more. 

♫ "Gold" by Sir Sly ♫

DDK:
This is an outrage. These guys are making a mockery of DEFIANCE’s Title Lineage. 

Lance:
People were already calling Mikey DEF’s only Grand Slam Champion, but with that…match… it cements it, Darren! Kendrix was the final DOC champion before the title was retired, so he took advantage of the fact his Bruv had the title. 

The scene cuts to the backstage area as the MEN in the ring celebrate wildly.

“Twists and Turns” Oscar Burns is heading down a hallway, getting ready for his opening match in mere moments. He’s finishing the yellow wrist tape on his left hand. 

Burns stops cold outside of Gorilla. To his right there is a massive display, decked out in neon green lights. The display is mostly made out of construction paper but there are buttons, flyers, pamphlets galore… numerous pictures are on the cardboard stand. Pictures of Conor Fuse, alongside his Game Boy traveling the world with Conor holding his thumbs up in every shot. Other pictures include Fuse and TGB with Trashcan Tim, “Black Out” Patrick Cassidy and The Deacon. There’s even one picture of Tim and Cassidy beaten to a bloody pulp and Conor kneeling beside them with a thumbs up. Anyway, as Burns tries to make sense of what (TF) this is… a large shadow looms over him.

The Game Boy menacingly stands over “Twists and Turns”. Not one to back down, Burns readies for a fight… that’s when The “Mini” Boss takes three steps back and pulls back the display unit…

Revealing Conor Fuse sprawled out on a hammock, wearing his normal wrestling attire and a black “CK” armband, reading a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comic book. He immediately looks over the former FIST and puts the book away. Eyes wide, mischievous eyebrows bouncing up and down like he’s Dr. Wily from Mega Man, Conor initially struggles to get out of the hammock but never breaks his composure of being cool… confident… and ready to go.

Conor Fuse:
Step right up, yes I said step right up good sir!

Burns is about to speak but Conor cuts him off.

Conor Fuse:
Down on your luck? Well hey chap, me too! This gaming world has gotten harder for both of us but what ya gonna do? I’ll TELL you what you’re gonna do, Mr. Twist and Shout! The Friendship Members League is here for ALL of your friendship needs! It’s the new one stop shop for co-op game play where DEFIANCE NPCs, BOTS and Bosses of all shapes and sizes are flocking to! It’s the cool new rage to enjoy with friends, members and members who have friends! Future’s Better Agency of Talent? Bro, please, lolz. This is the group for YOU.

Fuse puts his arm around Burns and walks him closer to the display unit. Momentarily, Conor drops his sales pitch voice and almost speaks to Oscar as if he’s a real person.

Conor Fuse:
We, uh, lost a few people recently and need to play catch-up on our patreon numbers…

Back to the sales pitch.

Conor Fuse: [speaking quickly]
So, if you join the FML you get a lot of additional upgrades UPGRADES UPGRADES!! 45% more ability to take on damage because you get HIM [points to The Game Boy], all the power-ups in the world, an endorsement by yours truly, me, the LOCKER ROOM LEADER and #9 in the top 100 of TEFP!

Fuse lowers his voice, looking around as if making sure no one else can here.

Conor Fuse:
...And you get the email.

There’s a long, loooonnnnnng pause.

Conor Fuse:
So, howabout it?

Burns looks at Conor and the entire set-up, nonplussed. 

Oscar Burns:
...Yeah, nah, bro. I’m feeling pretty stroppy right now and if you pulled any of that garbage you pulled with Pat and Tim, I’d rip your leg off. 

Conor frowns, then looks like Burns has killed his puppy as The Technical Spectacle walks past him and then heads into Guerilla to get ready for his match. 

Another man walks into the picture. He’s never been seen on television. He wears a nice navy blue suit, his brown hair slicked back with glasses on his face and holds a clipboard in one hand and an iPad in the other.

Conor Fuse:
Status report, Alex.

Alex:
Same numbers as ten minutes ago, Conor.

Fuse snaps his fingers.

Conor Fuse:
Damn. I thought we’d have another one sign up by now.

Alex:
Sir?

Conor Fuse:
Yes Alex, Alex Pietrangelo, my marketing, sabermetrics, analytical and statistical guru. What would you like to tell me? Me as in the #9 of all-time!

Alex is rather awkward and seemingly doesn’t know how to handle Conor when he gets like this. Nonetheless, the statistician puts on a brave face.

Alex Pietrangelo:
We don’t have anyone signed up right now.

Conor snaps his fingers in a circle.

Conor Fuse:
I know this, Alex! Now, go run along! Be useful! Find me some new ways to market myself! FML is only the beginning! Imma get this whole CCU going!

Alex Pietrangelo:
CCU?

Conor Fuse:
Conor’s CINEMATIC Universe! [Whispers] Just don’t tell Brian, okay?

Alex Pietrangelo:
Who’s Brian?

Conor pinches his nose with his left index finger and thumb.

Conor Fuse:
Alex, Alex please. You made a positive impact on me today with my new Twitter handle, @FireFlowerFuse so don’t make me yell at you again. #9 is no bad guy, okay? Not anymore!

For the first time in the segment, the announcers pipe up.

DDK:
I have a feeling we are never going to hear the end of “#9”...

Lance:
I have a feeling we’re never going to hear the end to ALL of this!

As Alex runs along, before the scene ends… 24K walk through Gorilla. They are far enough away from the scene not to notice this FML display… yet. The Codebreaker can tell this is his big chance! He messes up his already messy hair more and puffs out his chest.

24K split off with one group of security escorting some of them to their private suite and a second smaller group continuing down the corridor in Conor’s direction. We can easily tell by the loud, obnoxious voice who is approaching.

Perfection:
What the hell is this nonsense doing so close to the suite? I don’t want women seeing this homeless bullshit before they make their way up. Are we clear?

Security Guard:
Yes sir. I’ll make a point to management.

Conor makes his move towards the entourage of security. One guard puts his arm out to keep Fuse at a good distance.

Conor Fuse:
PERFECT MAN! PERFECT MAN! Great job on costing Stoooooooovins a few Lives at Ascension! Haha, good times indeed! Hey, would you have a minute to talk about all things friendship and members and friendship members?

Conor’s eyelashes bat way too many times. On the other hand, trying to make sense of this gibberish, Perfection stops, turns and stares at the idiot in front of him.

Conor Fuse:
And you get the emai-

Cut off in perfect form by Witherhold.

Perfection:
Wanna do me a favor, bud? 

Conor Fuse:
Yeah. I like favors, yeah.

Perfection:
Rotate 180 degrees and survey the vast amount of off into which you can fuck. Thanks.

The group keeps on walking with one guard peeling off and stopping Fuse from continuing to follow. He gives Conor a warning nod before taking some steps back and leaving in the same direction as Perfection. The Best Pout Machine walks to his table, dejected.

Conor Fuse:
Humph.

Conor looks around in all directions. He sees his Game Boy but doesn’t know exactly where Alex ran off to.

Conor Fuse: [shouting]
ALEX! I need another status report PRONTO!

The scene fades.

Lance:
I’m already itching for our first match tonight… first time anywhere! Never before done in DEFIANCE despite both men having years of experience in DEFIANCE! The former Southern Heritage Champion and one of DEFIANCE’s most beloved men, “Sub Pop” Scott Douglas! And his opponent? Arguably the top man for the last year, the former two-time FIST of DEFIANCE, “Twists and Turns” Oscar Burns!

DDK:
I know! When DEFIANCE matchmakers said we were starting off two nights of DEFtv with this huge match, they weren’t kidding! We’re seeing Douglas come off his biggest win in some time over his tormentor of the last several months, Stalker. Meanwhile, Burns himself is coming off an INCREDIBLE Two out of Three Falls match to Lindsay Troy, ending their competitive rivalry. No more intros are needed. Let’s get right to it!

And to Darren Quimbey we go!

Darren Quimbey:
The following is your opening contest of DEFtv set for one fall! Introducing first… from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 220 pounds… he is ”SUB POP” SCOTT DOUGLAS!

♫ “Smiling and Dying” by Green River ♫

The Faithful pop for DEFIANCE’s Favorite Son! Scott emerges from the curtain; the same jeans shorts, same sleeveless black t-shirt. He’s never been much for the over the top fanfare. He takes a moment at the top of the stage and looks out to the Faithful before making his way to ringside. Once inside the ring, he poses for the crowd and then waits for his opponent to arrive… happy he’s not facing a deranged lunatic/Uber driver. 

Darren Quimbey:
And his opponent… from Wellington, New Zealand, weighing in at 237 pounds… he is the former two-time FIST of DEFIANCE… ”TWISTS AND TURNS” OSCAR BURNS!

♫ "Raise Your Flag” by MAN WITH A MISSION ♫

The fans cheer in admiration for DEFIANCE’s resident grappling expert as he walks out…And the crowd explodes (not literally, that’d be pretty darn messy.) But they’re happy to see him! The original yellow “I LIKE GRAPS!” t-shirt is up, along with his familiar orange wrestling gear.  No Ryan Batts tonight as he heads toward the ring, taking a breath and getting ready to face a man that though he holds vast respect for, is one he’s never fought before. Once he gets into the ring, Burns surveys the crowd, and then tosses the shirt into the crowd! 

DDK:
I don’t know if we could have asked for a better opening match to kick off this new era of our two-nights worth of DEFtv! Here on Night One, first-time ever!

The man called Sub Pop and the man called Twists and Turns approach one another with the crowd ready for action! They’re going nuts before the two men have even locked up. Burns holds out a hand… and Douglas takes it! The crowd applauds while Referee Benny Doyle calls for the bell. 

DING DING!

Lance:
Here we go! This match is big enough to main event any big show DEFIANCE can put out, but it’s right here in our opening match! ...And listen to the crowd!

”LET’S GO, DOUGLAS!
LET’S GO, BURNS!
LET’S GO, DOUGLAS!
LET’S GO, BURNS!”

The two can’t help but take a second to absorb the reaction from the crowd before they snap back to reality, whoop, there goes gravity… of the situation. The two lock up quickly! The two circle around and start fighting to get the early advantage. Both men continue to fight around aggressively until the slightly stronger Burns has Scott against the ropes. Scott holds on and when Benny tells Burns to let go, Twists and Turns does so without incident. 

The two get back to where they started with Scott going behind and having Burns trapped in a tight hammerlock. He holds on, but Burns struggles towards the ropes, spins around to have him trapped. He can’t hold on for too long as Douglas uses some of his previous lucha experience to leap up, catch Burns by the head and then takes Burns over with a flying snapmare!

DDK:
Early advantage by Douglas over Burns! Nice move!

When Burns rolls up, Douglas tries to go low and catch him with a basement dropkick, but Burns ducks, then rolls him up into a crucifix…

ONE…

Douglas kicks out and tries to get back to his feet, but Burnsie stops him with a high and tight arm drag, but hangs on and slaps on a tight armlock!

DDK:
There we go! Burns now pressing the advantage there. 

Lance:
That’s right! Now we’ll see what Douglas can do!

Seattle’s Favorite Son tries fighting upward, but Burns keeps the lock on tightly. He continues pressing the advantage, then snaps him over with a roll into a drop toe hold, sending Douglas back to the mat. He then rolls over and grabs him by the side and then DROPS him into a gutwrench suplex! 

DDK:
Nicely done, Twists and Turns now holding court. He takes Douglas up again… second gutwrench! Then a third! 

Lance:
Cover by Burns!

ONE! 

TWO… 

NO!

DDK:
Cover there by Burns, but Douglas kicks out! 

The shoulder goes up for Burns but he stays focused and then tries applying a grounded version of his cobra twist, but when he tries to interlock his hands together, Douglas rolls back and heads back to his feet, catching Burns with a solid kick to the gut followed by an Irish whip. Burns turns the brakes on him and sends Douglas for the ride and ducks low, but Douglas leapfrogs over Burns and keeps running. Off the rebound, he unleashes a big dropkick to the chest of The Joint Chief of Joint Locks! 

Lance:
And there we go! Douglas counters and now we’ve got Burns on the outside trying to regroup.

DDK:
I don’t think so… watch!

Douglas doesn’t give Burns any room to breathe, running toward the ropes and then hitting a HUGE baseball slide, sending him crashing to the floor! Douglas gets back on his feet and then has the advantage. He waits for Burns again as he tries to pick himself back up. Choosing his spot carefully, he takes a risk and then nails a picture-perfect plancha with lots of height, crashing down on the former two-time FIST!

DDK:
Wow! Douglas just upped the tempo of this match in a big way! 

Douglas is back on his feet first and then grabs Twists and Turns by the back of the head, then throws him back inside the ring before he follows him in. Twists and Turns gets thrown into the nearby corner as he stands, and then gets a flying forearm in the corner, allowing Douglas to connect with a big northern lights suplex, held with a bridge!

ONE… 

TWO… 

NO!

Burns shoves himself free of Douglas’ grip, but Sub Pop is continuing his advantage. 

DDK:
Wow, Douglas did not come here to play tonight, he’s here to win! Burns took it to the mat, but the second Douglas had an opening, he’s pressed the advantage since. 

Douglas stands over Burns as he tries to stand, then grabs him by the tights to set up a German suplex, but Burns gets the leg up to block. Douglas tries again, but Burns turns it around. He sneaks behind Douglas and then goes behind…

DDK:
OOOOOOOOH! RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! 

Lance:
That’ll stop Douglas, quick!

The crowd groans in pain as Douglas gets drilled the hard way while Burns lays flat on the mat after the big counter. Twists and Turns is the first to get up, but does it slowly, trying to shake off the earlier damage done by Douglas. Sub Pop just got Sub Popped with the release German into the buckles and is slumped over hurt, but that’s when Burns goes follow up. He pulls Douglas up and then lands a few good forearms before running off the adjacent rope and then CRACKS him with a European uppercut out of the corner. Burns paces back and then hits a running high knee in the corner, then follows with his own bridging exploder suplex!

ONE… 

TWO… 

NO

DDK:
Now Douglas kicks out, but Burns is now looking to turn the tables! He’s got Douglas on the ropes now!

The Technical Spectacle hoists Scott up by his jeans and then bounces him into the ropes before striking his lower back with a huge forearm to the back! He flinches in pain, then Burns shoots him to the ropes again, only to strike him with another strong forearm to the lower back. Burns grabs him by his arm and follows up…

DDK:
BACK-CRACKA-MAJIG! 

An audible series of cringes from the crowd as he hits the belly to back backbreaker! Douglas convulses to the mat and then Burns with the cover again. 

ONE… 

TWO… 

NO!

Lance:
How did he kick out of that?

DDK:
As good as Burns is at technical offense, Douglas is equally good at taking punishment and fighting back!

Burns seems to get a little more hot under the collar than he normally is over Douglas kicking out. He tries picking Douglas up, but the gutsy Seattleite throws a set of shots to the chest to break free. Douglas stands, but before he can mount another offensive move, Burns catches him and then pulls him into a Cobra Twist! He cranks on the midsection like an ab stretch, but also has his hands across the neck!

DDK:
Cobra Twist! How’s he gonna get out of this one?

The crowd cheers on Douglas as DEFIANCE’s Favorite Son starts trying to claw for the ropes. He reaches out, trying to get Burns off of him to free himself, but Burns tears away at him by applying more pressure to the hold! He starts muscling his way towards the ropes and takes Burns with him… 

Lance:
Is he gonna… can he make it? 

DDK:
HE DOES!

Douglas BARELY gets the ropes, but instead of breaking, Burns ROLLS him backwards into a Cobra Twist pin!

ONE… 

TWO… 

THR… 

NO!

Douglas kicks out once again, getting Burns irate! He tries to scramble back to his feet, but when he gets there, Burns tries a forearm that Douglas blocks with a kick to the arm! Burns flinches, but comes back with another… but Douglas catches the arm, spins him around then leaps into a hurricanrana into a pin!

ONE… 

TWO… 

THR… 

NO!

DDK:
Douglas almost got him there! Now he’s got a chance to fight back!

Douglas is back on his feet first, then runs off the ropes to knock Burns down with a big clothesline. He keeps going and when Burns tries heading back to his feet, he takes him down with a second clothesline. He waits and when The Technical Spectacle stands, Douglas whips him into the ropes then catches him off the rebound with an overhead belly to belly suplex!

DDK:
Now Scott Douglas is coming back with quickness! Can he capitalize? Or is that back too damaged?

Scott is indeed favoring his back, but Seattle’s Favorite Son has Burns on the ropes and he knows it. He gets Burns up by two handfuls of hair and then calls for The Sub Pop Suplex. He tries hoisting Burns up… but at the lift, his back gives out and drops Burns on his feet! His back hurts and that’s when Burns unleashes… THUNK!

DDK:
HARD OUT HEADBUTT! DRAGON SUPLEX! COVER!

ONE… 

TWO… 

THRE…

KICKOUT!

The crowd cannot believe it! 

DDK:
How the hell did he kick out of that? That headbutt and that suplex should have been the end of it! 

Lance:
Burns isn’t done, though!

Douglas slumps over and Burns is in complete shock that he hasn’t gotten the win, but he does not give up. He pulls Douglas up to a standing position, then tries the Graps of Wrath! He tries to get the octopus in first, but the former SoHer Champion struggles and ducks, slipping between the legs of the former two-time FIST. He turns and gets ROCKED with a kick right on the jaw! Burns gets wrapped up… 

DDK:
COBRA CLUTCH SUPLEX OF HIS OWN! DOUGLAS JUST DROPPED HIM!

He goes to pin Burns quickly…

ONE! 

TWO! 

TH… 

NO!

Lance:
How did HE kick out of THAT?!

DDK:
I don’t know, but this crowd is on their feet! Douglas is trying to fight through the punishment he’s taken… he’s now back to the corner… 

Douglas has Burns down and then heads up top slowly… Top Rope Moonsault! The crowd continues to go electric as he connects!

ONE… 

TWO… 

THR… 

KICKOUT!

DDK:
No, no, Burns not staying down! But Douglas isn’t letting up!

DEFIANCE’s Favorite Son gets up after the amazing moonsault from the top and then hooks Burns by the head. Then the leg. Then…

DDK:
SUB! POP! SUPLEX! RIGHT ON HIS HEAD! THAT’S IT! 

He hooks the legs of Burns and puts all his weight on the shoulders after hitting the fisherman’s brainbuster! 

ONE… 

TWO… 

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Douglas finally lets go and collapses over to the side as the crowd is going crazy!

Darren Quimbey:
Here is your winner of the match… ”SUB POP” SCOTT DOUGLAS!

DDK:
What a match that was! Fast-paced the whole way through! Burns worked over that back, but Douglas fought through it and hit that incredible stretch at the end to finally keep the former two-time champion down! 

Lance:
I don’t know about an upset, but you’re definitely right! Scott Douglas with a HUGE win to kick off DEFtv 145, Night One!

Douglas is the first of the two men to sit up. As he limps up, his back and neck probably not feeling too great, he manages to get up under his own power and have his arm raised by Benny Doyle. Seattle’s Favorite Son stands over Burns and he isn’t moving right now. When he sees that, he lets Doyle check him over and then goes to reach down to help Burns back to his feet. Still in a complete daze, Burns isn’t sure how to take the loss. 

DDK:
Heart-breaking for Burns! He threw all he could and almost had the Graps of Wrath I locked in, but Scott clearly had it scouted. First Troy, now he drops another big match to Scott Douglas. 

Douglas offers a hand in the same way Burns did for him. He reaches out… but Burns hesitates. 

Lance:
Is he gonna?

He doesn’t take the hand… but he does grab his arm and point at Douglas, getting cheers while he leaves the ring. As he does, he heads to the outside while Sub Pop celebrates in the ring. 

DDK:
Great show of sportsmanship by Oscar Burns! 

As Burns heads to the back and Douglas continues to celebrate this massive win… the scene cuts back to Tom Morrow watching the match with Ken Ellis, Alvaro de Vargas and Theo Baylor. Morrow turns to his men, nods, and ADV watches intently. After seeing apparently all they needed to see, they head out.

Don't miss the DEFIANCE ROAD, only on DEFonDemand! 

We come back from commercial to see Christie Zane smack dab in the middle of that HD TV that’s going into one of the kid’s rooms after the holidays. Behind her pacing in front of a DEFtv backdrop is “The Natural One” Jay Harvey. 

“The Natural One” looks determined and on task. He’s dressed for his match later on tonight along with a new black leather jacket. Christie is all smiles as she gets her cue that they are rolling.

Christie Zane:
Fresh off this big Pay Per View at Ascension over… well the entire Comments Section, Jay Harvey is once again put to the test as-

Harvey is no-nonsense it seems. He cuts off Christie Zane but in a polite way.

Jay Harvey:
I’m sorry Christie… Every night Jay Harvey gets put to the test. That’s what I want! It doesn't matter who it is, how many it is… I don't back down!

He has stopped pacing and gets next to Christie and right in the middle of things.

Harvey:
I’m no stranger to the bright lights… the roar of the crowd… the big stage. Each and every night I put it all on the line! I do it for everyone that pays their good money in the arena!  I do it for everyone watching at home! 

Christie keeps the mic close to Harvey as he continues.

Harvey:
Tonight, the fans are going home happy, Christie!

Zane:
Speaking of tonight… a big test in David Hightower.

He puts on that classic Harvey smile.

Harvey:
That’s what I want, Christie. David Hightower is a monster! David Hightower is an animal! Monsters can be beaten, David! Animals can be tamed, David! Jay Harvey is-

Harvey stops mid-sentence and that smile that once graced his face has turned into one of confusion. Mikey Unlikely and Kendrix enter the picture. Mikey is the one smiling as he looks Harvey up and down. 

Mikey Unlikely:
There he is! We were just talking about you Bruv! The man of the hour! That match with Teresa Ames…WOW!  Guess you could say we both had our hands full with some of the toughest competition DEF has to offer! Amirite? 

The FIST of DEFIANCE reaches his hand out to shake the hand of Jay Harvey. Harvey doesn't seem to care for the champion or his remarks.. Mikey's hand lingers for a moment before he realizes it’s not going to be met. The look on his face changes to one of suspicion as he squints his eyes and lowers his hand. 

Unlikely:
Oh it’s going to be like that, is it? You hate to see it, Christie… 

The champion gets a step closer to Harvey, making the distance between them uncomfortable. Christie Zane can feel the tension growing in the room.

Unlikely:
After all, I’ve done for you, you’re going to disrespect me like that? The FIST of DEFIANCE!? 

Unlikely holds up the FIST of DEFIANCE display case. The title gleams against the light. Harvey looks up at the FIST before sticking eyes with Mikey.

Unlikely:
That’s why you’re NEVER going to have this for yourself, Jay… When the pressure gets turned up, you never make the right move. Hell, you wouldn’t even BE in DEFIANCE if it weren’t for me. 

Harvey takes the dig on the chin. Mikey keeps flowing not letting Harvey get a word in.

Unlikely:
I made you in WrestleUTA, I saw something in you, Jay… I still do. The potential to be great. The potential to be dangerous. The potential to be a champion… If you would just stop letting your head get in the way of your own success! 

Harvey looks off to the side. Lost in thought for a second then a switch gets flipped. Jay eyes up Mikey. Then he considers the fact that he isn’t alone by locking eyes with Kendrix. Just at that moment, the other two 24K! Members walk up and join the Bruvs. 

Perfection:
Problem, Bruv?

The champion ignores him, continuing on with Harvey who is still standing firm.

Unlikely:
It’s not too late to change… I’d hate to see your career cut short because you…

He looks towards 24K!

Unlikely:
...Came up against the wrong set of people. Think about it, Jay. In the meantime… please get out of our way. We’ve got somewhere to be. 

The group makes their exit, by walking right past Harvey, each one with a glare. Harvey turns around to watch them walk off. Christie looks to be thanking her lucky stars that nothing she didn't get caught in the middle of anything. 

We stay on the two before cutting the feed and moving on with the show. 

DDK:
I can’t believe what we saw in our OPENING match with Scott Douglas defeating Oscar Burns! That might be the biggest win he’s had in recent memory, but we’ve got to move forward now with this next tag match. Former two-time Unified Tag Champions The Sky High Titans take on The Lucky Sevens!

Lance:
We saw things get pretty heated, pretty quickly on UNCUT last week. The Sky High Titans defeated Gulf Coast Connection on UNCUT, then wanted to challenge the most recent #1 contenders for the titles, The Lucky Sevens to a rematch. The Lucky Sevens came out and heated words were exchanged between the two. 

DDK:
I imagine there’s a level of respect between the two teams, but after the Lucky Sevens suffered that narrow loss against Comments Section for the Unified Tag Titles, some have questioned where the twins’ heads are at. But regardless, these two had a big match on DEFtv 141 that saw the Sevens win, so I’m excited for this rematch. Let’s get to it!

Darren Quimbey:
The following is a tag team match set for one fall! Introducing first, the manager of The Sky High Titans… THOMAS KEELING!

The fans give a nice round of applause for the loyal manager and coach for the Sky High Titans as he walks out on stage in a fancy blue suit. 

Thomas Keeling:
Ladies and gentlemen… allow me to introduce to you THE TITAN in DEFIANCE… and a man who can soar as high as any titan can stand! One is a man who can kick your ass and look good doing it! And one can run circles around you until you fall on said ass! Weighing in at a combined weight of 517 pounds… 

The lights go dark and stay that way for a moment… Then one spotlight… 

Thomas Keeling:
MINUTE!

And a massive second spotlight behind him. 

Thomas Keeling:
“THE TITAN OF INDUSTRY” URIEL CORTEZ! THEY ARE THE SKY! HIGH! TITANS!

♫ "Let’s Go (The Royal We)" by Run The Jewels ♫

As the theme blasts over the PA, Uriel and Minute both bump fists and then head to the ring. Minute heads down first while Uriel adjusts the collar on his dress shirt before stomping toward the ring as well. 

DDK:
Here we go! It’s good to see these two reunit… HEY! HEY!

The young luchador looks to his left and gets run down by a clothesline from the massive Max Luck!

Lance:
What? Where did Max Luck come from? The crowd?

Max looks up at Uriel in the aisle and waves for him to come to the ring but it serves as little more than a distraction for Mason Luck to attack Uriel from behind as well! He attacks him from behind and then starts pulling the giant’s coat halfway over his head and then starts striking him with knees and shots across his back!

DDK:
What are they doing? Why are they doing this?

Thomas Keeling is watching what is happening and completely stunned. Max is the first to grab their manager by the collar and then push him down to the ground which gets an even bigger spell of jeers from the DEFIANCE Wrestling faithful. 

DDK:
Keeling is a sixty-year-old manager! He isn’t a wrestler!

Lance:
What the hell has gotten into them? They haven’t been the same since they lost to Comments Section! 

Uriel throws his coat off and tries helping when he sees Thomas Keeling getting hurt. He punches Max and starts fighting back, but Mason is there to save his brother and then cracks him across the back with another shot! Mason holds Uriel’s arms and then Max delivers a kick below the belt!

DDK:
Oh come on! That’s uncalled for!

The Lucky Sevens then take Uriel and then they drive him on the aisle with No Luck At All!

Lance:
What happened to seeing who the better team is?

Boos are filling the DEFIANCE Wrestleplex now with Max and Mason standing over Uriel. Minute starts getting up but Mason grabs him with the Winning Hand first before he can do anything then the crowd gasps as he gets driven with a Winning Hand Slam across the apron of the ring!

The twins starts looking at the damage they have brought upon the Sky High Titans. And as if things were not bad before … 

DDK:
Oh no … oh no!!!

On the entrance looking at the twins … 

“Brighter” Tom Morrow!

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Lance:
What … I thought he said he was done with these two? He told Alvaro he was done with the Titans at Ascension?

DDK:
I don’t know. I really don’t. 

Morrow walks up to Mason and Max. He looks up at each of the Lucky Sevens and then shakes each of their hands! If the booing was not loud before, it is even louder now! He stands between them on the aisle and is there to celebrate the attack with them!

DDK:
No! The Lucky Sevens just joined this snake oil salesman?

Lance:
Why? Why!

Thomas Keeling hasn’t picked himself off the ground and Morrow is standing over him with a shit-eating grin with the Titans laid out around ringside. He looks at his Dad and has a microphone. 

Tom Morrow:
Dad... allow me to introduce to you, the completion of a super-merger! The Lucky Sevens - brand and all - are now a part of the Better Future Talent Agency!

Thomas growls up at his son while Tom Morrow looks like a proud papa of his own between the two giants. 

Tom Morrow:
Max and Mason Luck won't be led astray by bad decisions and pandering to the "FAITHFUL." They are second-generation ASS-KICKERS with LOTS OF ASS-KICKERY ingrained in their DNA and with me at the helm, you can bet they'll be kicking ALL THE ASSES starting with The Sky High Titans!

And before he departs, he turns to his Dad. 

Tom Morrow:
Besides, pop.... you still have something that belongs to ME. 

Morrow leave and the Lucky Sevens follow him … but before they leave, Max Luck wipes his feet on the jacket they ripped off Uriel! More jeers form the crowd. 

Lance:
Wow… The Lucky Sevens have joined up with Better Future Talent Agency! And what does he mean? What else does that snake want to try and take from The Family Keeling?

DDK:
I don’t know. I'm stunned! I can't believe Mason and Max just turned their back on the people like this.

The scene closes on Keeling rushing over to check on Uriel and then Minute as we head elsewhere.

YOU CHOOSE AT CONOR'S SCREAMLAND! Only on DEFonDemand! 

The God-Beast sits by his locker, lacing his boots and taping his wrists, scowling all the while like a gladiator preparing for the battle. As he gets the last of his tape on, he bends down, dipping his hands into his gym bag, and pulls out a familiar gold-and-black mask. Staring at it with a hint of nostalgia, the mighty Mushigihara smiles as he grabs the laces that only fill the top-most holes, and ties them around his massive neck and drops the mask, for it to land softly on his chest.

“Hey, big man, your opponent’s come over to say hi before the match. Want me to let him in?”

The voice of Eddie Dante rings out, catching Mushi’s attention, as he simply nods and utters a simple…

Mushigihara:
Osu.

As the door swings open, a young man rushes through. Brushing past Eddie Dante’s stammering with ease, leaving Eddie trying to scramble to his feet. The young man excitedly begins shouting and waving a piece of paper in front of him. 

Richards:
Mr. Mushigihara! Mr. Mushigihara! It’s an honor sir!

Mushi is taken aback by the 6’4”, 235 pound man rushing into his locker room. His eyes narrow as he clenches his fist preparing himself for a fight. 

Richards:
No, no! Mr. Mushi I’m a huge fan of your work in Japan! I can’t believe I’m getting the chance to meet one of my heros! A real life legend!

Richards pauses for a second as he holds out his paper towards Mushi. Mushi’s eyes are focused on Eddie Dante lifting himself up on the floor. 

Richards:
Oh! I’m so sorry Mr. Dante, I was just so excited. 

Richards begins to help Mr. Dante to his feet. 

Richards:
Can’t believe I’m really in the locker room with the God-Beast himself! This is awesome! I used to watch you on TV when I was training!

Mushi continues to stare bullets through Richards. His eyes telling his annoyance. 

Eddie Dante:
Listen I don’t think it’s…

Richards stops helping and pushes Dante back to the ground as he realizes he has invoked Mushi’s wrath. 

Richards:
Oh Mr. Mushi! I just wanted your autograph before we got into our match! You know, emotions going crazy and all of that.

Richards shakes the paper at Mushigihara who has now risen to his feet. Richards rapidly sticks his hand out to shake the sumo legends hand. Mushi snarls slightly as he points to the door and raises his voice. 

Mushigihara:
Osu! 

Richards is shocked as he takes a step backwards. 

Richards:
Not even a handshake?

Mushi’s snarl conforms into a face of pure anger, this time he rushes Richards coming within an inch of his nose and shouting. 

Mushigihara: 
OSU!

Dante quickly jumps between the two and begins to usher Richards out of the room. 

Eddie Dante:
I think it’s best you go kid… 

Richards quickly finds himself standing alone in the hallway. He sighs to himself and shrugs his shoulders. 

Richards:
What a dick.

As we come back from the segment we see Darren and Lance ready to call the action.

DDK:
Up next ladies and gentlemen is the BRAZEN Psychopath, Thomas Slaine, taking on the former FIST of DEFIANCE champion, Scott Stevens.

Lance:
This is a HUGE opportunity for Slaine, but if Stevens isn’t careful he could continue his skid.

♫ Hanni El Khatib - You Rascal You ♫ 

Darren Quimbey:
Introducing first to this match….from Mobile, Alabama...THOMAS SLAINE!

Lance:
As I said before Keebs, this is a huge opportunity for Thomas Slaine because he has a legit shot at knocking off a former FIST, and anytime you can do that it gets people talking.

Thomas steps from behind the curtain, no man in this match is going to have any type of favor from The Faithful here tonight as he gets the jeers. Slaine looks out into the crowd and walks toward the side of the stage and jaws with a few fans while pointing at them.

DDK:
This isn’t smart on Slaine’s part.

Lance:
Exactly Keebs, he needs to be focusing on his opponent instead of the fans.

Slaine has really gotten upset with a fan as they go back and forth before Slaine turns his attention back towards the ring and slides inside.

DDK:
Slaine appears to be focused now Lance.

Lance:
He better be Keebs because if he isn’t he’s in a world of hurt.

“A TEXAS SIZE ASS WHOOPIN IS COMING BOY!”

The slow bellow of the guitar hits as the video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag with the words “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever.“ branded into the flag. The jeers that had once filled the arena quickly turn into cheers. The Faithful know who is about to walk out and they are letting him know it by chanting his favorite chant as the final image that is displayed across the screen and that message reads in bold, capitalized letters… SCOTT STEVENS as 

♫ “Dead Man Walking" by Crucifix ft. The Lacs ♫

Plays throughout the arena.

DDK:
From jeers to cheers. Still weird hearing it.

Lance:
It is, but it’s amazing how Stevens had went from the most hated man in DEFIANCE to be accepted by the Faithful..

The wait is finally over as a spotlight shines towards the top of the entrance ramp and Scott Stevens appears from behind the curtain, and as soon as he makes his way to the edge of the stage golden pyro begins to rain down behind him as he raises his right fist high into the air. 

DDK:
Stevens looks to be in a foul mood tonight Lance.

Lance:
I thought that is how he normally looked.

Darren Quimbey:
And his opponent…...from The Great State of Texas, weighing in at 256 pounds…He is….SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!

As Stevens makes his way down the ramp he just smirks and shakes his head at the vocal bashers and fist bumps his supporters.

DDK:
The support the Faithful are showing him has been amazing and it doesn’t seem to be letting up anytime soon.

Lance:
Stevens is as real as it gets Keebs. He’s said it many times in the past and you either like him or you don’t, but he’s going to kick someone’s ass either way.

Stevens slowly makes his way around the ring completely focused on the task at hand until he reaches the nearest set of ring steps and proceeds to enter the ring. Once inside, Stevens goes to the nearest corner and ascends the ropes; looking out amongst the crowd before raising his fist into the air once more before dropping to the canvas as the former FIST shows no emotion as he stretches out on the ropes waiting for the bell.

DING DING

DDK:
And here we go……

As soon as the bell rings, Thomas Slaine sprints out of his corner towards Stevens, but the Texan floors him with a massive big boot.

Lance:
I think Stevens just decapitated Slaine with that boot!

The former FIST picks up Slaine and lifts him high into the air before running with him and tossing him into the nearest corner.

DDK:
Massive bucklebomb by Stevens.

The angry Texan builds a head of steam by bouncing off of the nearest set of ropes and as Slaine staggers out, Stevens turns him inside out with a Texas size lariat.

Lance:
OH MY! WHAT A LARIAT!!!!

Carla checks on Slaine, but Stevens tells her to move before placing him between his legs.

DDK:
He’s not…..

Lance:
I think he is.

Stevens reaches down and picks up Slaine and holds up for about a minute before spiking his head into the canvas with a piledriver. Stevens goes for a cover while grinding his forearm into the face of Slaine.

One.

Two.

Three.

DING DING DING

Darren Quimbey:
And your winner by pinfall….SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!

Stevens pushes himself off and as Carla tries to raise his hand he snatches it away before giving a final stomp onto Thomas Slaine before exiting the ring.

DDK:
Stevens venting his frustrations out on Thomas Slaine here tonight.

Lance:
And he has a lot of frustration to vent and I don’t think it’s the last of it.

Live on DEFonDemand! 

Richards stands in the ring nervously, waiting for Mushi to enter the arena. To a normal wrestler he would cut a formidable silhouette in the darkness, but for Mushi this was another small man in the wrong place at the wrong time. 

BOOM. SNAP. BOOMBOOMBOOM SNAP.
BOOM. SNAP. BOOMBOOMBOOM SNAP.

"Mach 13 Elephant Explosion" by Masafumi Takada

The familiar Terminator-esque salvo of industrial drums and shattering glass fills the hallowed WrestlePlex as the DEFIANCE Faithful erupt in cheers for their one and only God-Beast. The arena entrance glows in golden light and smog as the familiar figures of Eddie Dante and Mushigihara materialize into view.

DDK:
This encounter has already started off on the wrong foot, fans, earlier tonight, Chris Richards let his… emotions get the best of him, and tried to formally introduce himself to Mushigihara as a fan, and it… did not go well, to put it lightly.

Darren "DQ" Quimbey:
AND HIS OPPONENT, accompanied to the ring by Eddie Dante! From Mito, Ibaraki Prefecture, Japan, weighing in at two hundred ninety-four pounds, he is THE GOD-BEAST! MU! SHI! GI! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Lance:
Indeed, Darren, it looked dangerously close to exploding backstage, and the mammoth Mushigihara almost made sure that Richards wouldn’t even make it in the ring tonight!

Dante saunters to the ring with a grin flanked by the God-Beast, who slowly makes his way down the aisle and raises his arms and bellows out a mighty...

Mushigihara:
OSU!

“OSU!”

The Faithful respond to their hero, leading the big man to nod and smile back as Dante reaches the ring and climbs onto the apron before opening the ropes. Mushi follows suit, stepping between the ropes and raises his arms one last time before going into his corner and assuming the traditional sumo crouch. 

DDK:
The eyes of the King of the Monsters are staring daggers at Chris Richards, waiting for the bell to ring, and for the battle to start...

Richards hops around in his corner, still nervous waiting for the bell to ring while Mushi finishes his preparation. 

DING DING DING

Richards approaches the God-Beast carefully, looking for an opening. Mushi snarls in the corner and motions for Richards to come get him. 

DDK:
Mushi acting a bit out of character here, offering Richards a chance to come to him, as opposed to stampeding his way to his prey!

Lance:
The hard feelings from earlier tonight may very well have made the big guy decide he wants to play with his food, as it were, as opposed for the quick finish, which could bode poorly for Chris Richards, but also play to his advantage the longer the match goes!

The two men clash in the center of the ring, locking up. Richards tries to use his strength against Mushi, but the larger man shoves Richards back sending him flipping over backwards across the ring. Mushi immediately rushes across the ring and tries to catch the recovering Richards with a knee. 

Richards rolls out of the way as Mushi crashes into the corner. The two men spend a few moments to regroup. Richards fixing his knee pads and Mushi snarling. The two once again lock up in the center of the ring. Once again Richards locks up with Mushi, and once again the larger man imposes his will sending Richards flailing across the ring. Mushi this time has more patience and taunts Richards once again. 

Richards, seeing the taunt, charges Mushi and tries to spear the much larger man. Mushi shows his agility and this time sidesteps Richards, leaving Richards to grasp at nothing and try to scramble to his feet. 

Lance:
Mushigihara is known as the God-Beast for his massive strength, but it’s his cunning technique and agility on top of that, that has made him a threat in the DEFIANCE ranks!

DDK:
Indeed, Lance, it’s starting to look like Chris Richards may be in over his head with Mushigihara.

This time Mushi’s knee connects with the side of Richards’ skull and sends him sprawling across the ring. Richards leans up against the ropes, using them to try to get back to his feet. As Richards crawls to his feet Mushi rushes across the ring throwing palm strikes the entire way. Richards takes the shots and falls out of the ring between the middle rope. 

Richards stands on the outside shaking his head trying to regroup. The referee steps between he and Mushi and lets Richards come back into the ring. Richards is once again the aggressor and goes for the lockup with Mushi again. Mushi takes the bait as Richards twists the attempt from Mushi into a hammer lock. 

Mushi begins trying to force Richards back into the corner, but Richards drops the hammerlock as he himself drops to the mat. He uses the God-Beast’s momentum against him and sends him tripping into the corner. 

Mushi smacks the ropes twice enraged before coming out of the corner. Richards dodges the first attempted palm strike and delivers a forearm to Mushi’s neck. Mushi and Richards begin to trade blows in the ring, and after a few strikes Richards stumbles back under the God-Beast’s rage. 

Richards slides around the god-beast and attempts a waist lock, but he can’t quite reach his arms all the way around the behemoth. Richards drops to the mat and instead tries to roll the giant up. 

1…

2…

Mushi kicks out furiously. Richards tries to take advantage of Mushi trying to get up and begins leveling him with forearms, but the giant continues to get up through the blows and begins firing back with heavier blows of his own. Richards takes two steps back and explodes forward with a blow that finally staggers Mushi. 

Richards tries for a knee strike but Mushi charges in and ignores the pain of the blow to the stomach, wrapping his arms around Richards waist and slamming him to the ground with a thundering bearhug suplex. Mushi finishes the move by planting his enormous hands on Richards chest pinning him to the canvas. 

1…

2…

Mushi stomps to his feet as Richards tries to crawl away. The God-Beast closes the gap again grabbing Richards by his blonde hair and pulling him to his feet. Mushi swings a cinder block sized hand at Richards who manages to duck under it and hit the ropes. 

Mushi tries to decapitate Richards with a clothesline, but Richards manages to duck under and come off the far set of ropes again. Catching Mushi with a spear. Mushi staggers backwards into the ropes as Richards runs into the far side coming back and spearing Mushi a second time. 

The God-Beast stumbles but does not go down, as Richards tries for a third time to hit the same move. Mushi explodes into the smaller man before he could begin his tackle, powering Richards backwards, lifting him off his feet and sending him crashing to the mat with The Holy War. 

DDK:
HOLY WAR! That spinning powerbomb has rarely seen use in the DEFIANCE ring, but it has been a deadly weapon of the God-Beast’s in rings throughout the world… can it net him a victory here tonight?

1…

2…

...3

DING DING DING

“Mach 13 Elephant Explosion” by Masafumi Takada

Darren “DQ” Quimbey:
Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the bout, “THE GOD-BEAST!” MU! SHI! GI! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

As the pounding drums reverberate through the DEFplex, the God-Beast’s hand is raised in victory as Eddie Dante grins and nods in approval. A camera closes in on the monster’s face, as he stares daggers into us… before looking down on his fallen foe.

DDK:
Uh oh, could Mushi be out for more after that encounter backstage?

In a surprising gesture, Mushi pats the unconscious Richards on the chest as a show of respect, bending down to lift the man’s arm and nodding to the audience, gesturing for applause for his opponent as well.

DDK:
We have a main event still to get to, but first, let’s head to the back where Jamie Sawyers is standing by with none other than KERRY KUROYAMA!

The feed cuts to backstage outside the entrance to the locker room, where the aforementioned interviewer appears with a mic in hand. Next to him is Kuroyama, dressed in a casual ensemble of jeans and a “Seattle’s Best” t-shirt. 

Jamie Sawyers:
Thanks, guys! And thank you, Kerry, for taking the time to join me here tonight!

Kerry nods. With his face bearing a five o’clock shadow and a look of dour stoicism, he is looking noticeably dispirited.

Jamie Sawyers:
So let’s just cut right to it, because this is the first we’ve seen or heard from you in the weeks since Ascension, after you were tragically beaten by submission by Tyler Fuse following what was undeniably one of the most epic and grueling matches of your career.

Despite Sawyers reviewing events with a grave sense of seriousness, Kuroyama’s expression nevertheless darkens.

Kerry Kuroyama:
Yeah... all the same, I don't think I'll be considering that a career highlight anytime soon.

Jamie Sawyers:
No doubt you’re disappointed with the outcome. But before we get into that, could you tell us what happened aftermath of that match? 

Kerry Kuroyama:
...the aftermath?

Kerry puts a hand to his temple and creases form in the corners of his eyes. Recalling the events appears to be a strain on his mind. A painful one.

Jamie Sawyers:
If you recall, the Reapers suddenly surrounded the ring and everything went dark. Then you, them, Tyler… everyone was gone. Tell us, what happened in that moment, and… where did you go? 

Kuroyama shakes his head in defeat.

Kerry Kuroyama:
Forgive me, Jamie… between tapping the canvas and waking up in the infirmary with Iris telling me I had a concussion, everything is kind of a blur. I don’t really remember, and I don’t really think I care to.

Jamie Sawyers:
I see… that’s understandable. Well then, let’s go back to that match. Would you care to tell us, what went wrong that night?

The Pacific Blitzkrieg remains silent for a few seconds as he thinks of how to answer.

Kerry Kuroyama:
…well, Jamie, for better or worse, I’ve had plenty of time to meditate on that very question. Simply put, what went wrong is that I let my emotions get the better of me. 

He takes in a deep breath and shuts his eyes as he goes back in time. Back before Ascension.

Kerry Kuroyama:
The whole time I was stuck sitting at home waiting for this knee to heal, getting back at Tyler was literally the only thing I could think about. I was driven by that desire for revenge… obsessed by it. Failure wasn’t even a remote possibility, let alone a consideration.

His teeth and fists are both clenched tightly as he still struggles with said emotions. 

Kerry Kuroyama
But despite it all, I made a fatal mistake: I forgot that I was still vulnerable… and going up against an opponent that was more than willing to take advantage of it. That thirst for revenge I thought would be my strength only ended up costing me the very thing I wanted…

He huffs in exasperation. 

Kerry Kuroyama:
And in the end, I paid the price for it. My leg felt like it was about to snap again, and I was forced to make the difficult choice. Was it worth another half year on the shelf? Was it worth my career?

The Pacific Blitzkrieg shakes his head. No, it was not.

Kerry Kuroyama:
I’ve never had to make a choice in my life that was more heartbreaking than that moment when I tapped. I let myself down… I let down the Faithful… and I can't forgive myself of that.

Again, he lets out a huff. He’s clearly been beating himself up over it these past few weeks.

Jamie Sawyers:
I guess if it’s any consolation, you can be thankful you still have your career.

Looking at the bigger picture, Kerry nods in agreement.

Kerry Kuroyama:
You’re right about that, Jamie... I still have my career. And that’s the one thing I absolutely refuse to let Tyler take away from me.

His glare finds the camera, and there’s a new fire in his eyes.

Kerry Kuroyama:
You hear that, Tyler? I’m STILL HERE! So be satisfied knowing you earned a hard-fought victory over me at my very best, because I’ll be damned if I give you the satisfaction of taking my future away from me!

Kerry redirects his attention back to Sawyers.

Kerry Kuroyama:
And right now, Jamie, my future is all I have left to fight for. That's why I’m looking ahead… beyond this failure, and beyond the likes of Tyler Fuse and the Kabal. Cause honestly, I think I've reached my limit with geeks in Halloween costumes. It’s time I took a page from Scott’s book and just say, “To hell with it, I’m done”.

Jamie Sawyers:
Sounds like solid advice from DEFIANCE’s Favorite Son, if I do say so myself.

Kerry Kuroyama:
I’m done with the drama and the theatrics. It’s time to set myself on a new path… to resume that climb up the ladder, and get back to what brought me to DEFIANCE in the first place: Being an athlete, and a competitor.

Again, Kuroyama looks into the camera. Into the very heart of DEFIANCE.

Kerry Kuroyama:
That new path begins at DEFTV 146, when I’m finally cleared to get back in action. And whoever ends up standing across from me in that ring better be prepared for a battle like they've never known, because I'm still hungry for a win, and more determined than ever to make it so.

Jamie Sawyers:
On that note, thank you again, Kerry, for being here to answer these questions, and I wish you the best of luck as you continue to shape the future of your career!

Kerry nods respectfully in a mutual show of thanks before walking through the door to the locker room. Jamie flashes another smile to the camera before sending it back to the commentary team.

Jamie Sawyers:
You heard it here, ladies and gentlemen. “The Pacific Blitzkrieg” is down, but far from out, and there is no doubt that the road ahead of him is still full of plenty of opportunities! Back to you guys!

All is quiet in the arena proper when Chris Trutt walks out onto the stage. He looks a bit anxious as he skips over to the promo area clutching a cue card in one hand and a microphone in the other.

DDK:
Well, there’s Chris. Looks like he’s got something to say…

Trutt looks down at the cue card, trying to digest the information. He mouths something silently before raising the microphone to his lips. The building hushes.

Chris Trutt:
Uhh, okay. So. AHEM!

He starts reading from the card.

Chris Trutt:
Goobers, goblins, and gimps. I, Stumbly McTrutt-o, am delighted to have the honour and privilege of introducing, for your viewing pleasure, two men so good at doing the wrestling that an eye gouge from them is an MDK, so beautiful the Louvre had to take their portraits down as they were devaluing the Mona Lisa, and SO MANLY they make Clint Eastwood look like a member of the Gossip Girls cast…

Obviously, the entire building knows who Trutt is talking about now. They let ‘em have it.

Lance:
Oh, great! These guys again! Just what we need…

Chris Trutt:
… the greatest ACTIVE tag team in DEFIANCE, Great Britain’s two finest exports, a couple of guys who know more restholds than Scott Stevens has made poor life decisions - and think of the ground THAT covers… representing 24K, JAY! EFF! KAAAYYYYLLLLLEEE!

♫ ”Gold” by Sir Sly ♫

Cayle Murray is out first as the entrance theme hits for the second time this evening, but he stops at the curtain. Pulling it back, he waits patiently, gently ushering the other half of the, ahem, “greatest active tag team in DEFIANCE” though. 

Lance:
What the--?! What is that buffoon doing?

DDK:
Ladies and Gentlemen, Kendrix is on crutches...

True enough, the Englishman labours out on a set of crutches, wearing an over-acted facial expression that is designed to give the impression that this is the most painful experience of his life. Both men are dressed in their ring attire and matching 24K jackets. It takes a long, long time for Kendrix in particular to get over to the promo stage, but he does eventually. Before anything else can happen, Cayle is scowling at Chris Trutt, holding his arms out by his sides.

Cayle Murray:
Where is it?

The Scot is loud enough to be heard without a microphone. Chris still has his.

Chris Trutt:
Where’s wha--... OHHHH!

Cayle Murray:
The hat, you imbecile! 

Trutt’s face turns to panic.

Cayle Murray:
Well don’t just stand there, dick’ead. Get it. Now!

The former FIST of DEFIANCE snatches the microphone away from the apologetic interview. Trutt scampers off to the back as Cayle turns around, stretching a big Cheshire Cat grin across his face.

Cayle Murray:
Evening, cunts.

”BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

He doesn’t wait for the noise to die down.

Cayle Murray:
You know, I’d ask you Flump-brained whappers to show a little respect for what this man has been through tonight! Two gruelling, gut-busting matches, in which he put his body on the line for your entertainment. A gauntlet that would break all but the most manly of manly men… and yet all I hear coming out of your chubby jambalaya mouths are boos. Revolting, the lot of you.

Kendrix:
Well said bruv, well said.

Oh yeah, JFK has a microphone now. He’s still leaning on his crutches, looking all worn-out.

Cayle Murray:
Anyway, business. Two things. First, security…

DDK:
That’s a point - where is the army of gigantic bruisers Cayle usually refuses to leave his locker-room without? All he has for backup here is a “wounded” Kendrix…

Cayle Murray:
You may notice the lack of beefers with me tonight. There’s a reason for this. I brought those lumps of steak into DEFIANCE because, let’s be honest, life’s tough when you’re the longest-reigning FIST of DEFIANCE of all time. You don’t know how it feels to live life with a target that big stuck to your back, none of you do, and as for DEFsec? I wouldn’t trust those gibbons to guard a plate of turkey legs in a room full of vegans…

He pauses.

Cayle Murray:
But it turns out that when the DEFIANT overlords - the ghost of Kelly Evans or whoeverthefuck thinks they run the show now - said I’d have to pay for them myself, they weren’t actually joking. Fortunately, I’m a solutions guy, not a problem, and my solution… is to streamline.

Lance:
What on earth is he talking about?

Cayle Murray:
So no longer will the longest-reigning FIST of DEFIANCE of all time roam these dangerous, deadly halls surrounded by an army of human hamburgers! Because after weeks of searching, I, Cayle Murray, have found the one man capable of holding back an entire locker-room all on his own, and here he is! 24K’s new Head of Security, the man, the myth, the sup--...

♫ ”This Fire Burns” by Killswitch Engage (MIDI editiion) ♫

Lance:
Is that…?!

The relentless ear assault of the MIDI file has only been playing for a few seconds but it feels like an hour. A man bursts from behind the curtain, attempting to make a grand entrance, but accidentally gets all caught up in it, tumbling to the floor. He writhes around on the stage trying to break his form free from the curtain. JFKayle watch on as he struggles, thrusts, and kicks, eventually getting to his feet, throwing fists of fury…

Lance:
It is!

DDK:
Oh my god it’s Jack Hunter! And he’s street fighting the curtain!

Cayle Murray:
Yeah! Fuck that curtain up!

Kendrix:
Cover it in little bruises!

Cayle Murray:
I love him already.

The Superbest finally gets free of the curtain and drops to one knee, cupping hands over his mouth. 

Jack Hunter:
MOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

DDK:
The Cow DDT! Jack Hunter just--

Lance:
DDT’d a curtain. I’ve seen it all now…

Decked out in 24K security attire (his version includes chainmail armour for some reason… well, you know the reason: Jack Hunter is a fucking moron), Lil Broozy strides confidently over to JFKayle. Somehow, he still looks exactly like a professional combat sports athlete whose name rhymes with Will Crooks.

Cayle Murray:
Anything you’d like to say, Jack?

He puts the microphone up to Jack’s mouth.

Jack Hunter:
SILLLLLLLYYYYMENNNNNNNNNN!

Zero pop. Literally no reaction. Listen hard enough and you might be able to hear two cockroaches fucking in row Z.

Jack Hunter:
It is me, yes, Jack Hunter, AKA The Superbest, AKA The Little Bruiser, AKA Jack the Snack, AKA Yung Contusions, AKA hashtag the undefeatagoogleboobled 251-0 best guy in wrestling here, HASH TAG NEW STREAK, back in DEAF FIRE ANTS, because there are bruises, see, and they are little, so they are little bruises, and cows--

Cayle snatches the microphone away.

Cayle Murray:
Right, that’s enough. Anyway, our second order of business…

Just like that, a flustered Chris Trutt runs back out on the stage. He has, indeed, remembered the hat this time. Murray takes it from him immediately, handing it to Hunter.

Cayle Murray:
Thanks Chrissy. Off you fuck, now.

Jesse jabs Trutt with the bottom of one of his crutches, shoe shoeing him away from the stage.

Cayle Murray:
As we told you clods at the start of the show, 24K isn’t here to do things the easy way. We aren’t here to just talk the talk. We are in DEFIANCE to fight! JFKayle - the greatest ACTIVE tag team in DEFIANCE, and the Bruvviest Bruvs to ever Bruv OUTSIDE of Hollywood - will fight every night, despite the company’s wellness policy.

Cayle presents Kendrix, who hobbles toward the stand.

Kendrix:
You see what we do for you savages? Over the last few weeks I have miraculously overcome an arm injury and even though I now have a leg injury following my TWO gruelling matches earlier tonight JFK is continuing to put his body on the line for your ferocious entertainment demands...like a hero.

Cayle Murray:
You are a hero, bruv. I’ve always said that.

Kendrix:
Yeah, but I said it first.

Cayle Murray:
Dammit. Anyway, Special K and I--... mind if I call you Special K?

Kendrix:
Of course, C-Biscuit.

Cayle Murray:
… Special K and I have devoted our lives to competing in DEFIANCE! Seriously, our whole entire lives. Since we were babies, mate. Now, we are going to fling the locker-room door open to any set of wrestlers on the roster… because there isn’t a single set of dorks back there that we won’t beat on any given tonight. 

Kendrix:
So, on behalf of 24K, my lifelong friend and I would like to announce the first ever… MANLY MAN OPEN CHALLENGE SERIES!

Weird, snazzy gameshow music plays over the PA system as “Many Man Open Challenge Series” appears on the tron in big, glitzy letters. A trio of spotlights focus down on Kendrix, Murray, and Hunter…

Cayle Murray:
Within this bag are a bunch of different scraps of paper, each with a different DEFIANT’s name written on it. Whoever we draw, we face, because we’re JFKayle! We don’t need preparation to prove we’re simply the best, better than all the rest, better than anyone, and Tina Turner’s best mates.

Kendrix:
Preparation is for dorks.

Cayle Murray:
I hate dorks.

Kendrix:
So without further adieu...Hunter, do the honours please Mr Superbest

Jack Hunter:
Oh boy oh boy oh boy…

Rather than dripping a hand into the hat - you know, like a normal fucking human being - Jack Hunter decides that the best course of action is to smash his whole entire face into it. He rummages around for a bit, like a lion devouring a fallen wildebeest, before pulling his head out, throwing the hat away, and sending dozens of names fluttering around like drops of snow.

Cayle Murray:
Uhhh…

The Superbest burps. Two pieces of paper fall out of his mouth, but he catches them before they hit the ground.

Kendrix:
… good.

Cayle Murray:
And the names of the first two goobers in the Manly Men Open Challenge Series are…

Cayle reads one slip, Kendrix the other.

Kendrix:
“ABSOLUTELY!” and his tag team partner…

Cayle Murray:
“NOBODY!”

Kendrix & Cayle Murray:
ABSOLUTELY NOBODY!

DDK:
Oh give me a break…

Lance:
What a colossal waste of time! Keebs, I want my 15 minutes back.

DDK:
You and this entire building!

Kendrix:
That’s a forfeit win and also my second of the evening. I think I'm going to need an Ice pack. BYE BYE, CUNTS!

A look of pure glee across his face, Kendrix suddenly flings his two crutches away, sending them flying off the stage and down to the arena floor. He and Cayle share a massive high five. Meanwhile, Jack Hunter does a Spinaroonie.

DDK:
What an insult to thes…

♫ ”Live For The Night” by Krewella ♫

The Faithful jump up to their feet as the celebrations suddenly stop on the interview stage. Immediately Cayle begins pointing at the entrance and shouting instructions to the Superbest. Into the arena walks The D and Elise Ares, both holding microphones and wearing the new PCP 2.0 shirt, available now at EFEDTEES.COM! Ares has on her trademark LED sunglasses flashing “NEXT” and “FIST”, but it’s The D who points back at the trio on the interview stage. His words cut the music.

The D:
You can’t come out here and waste people’s time! That’s our schtick!

The Queen of Sports Entertainment Style then puts the microphone up to her lips.

Elise Ares:
…

THWACK!

The Leading Lady of DEFIANCE spikes the microphone onto the ground and takes off after the 24K members. Roars erupt from The Faithful as JFKayle take off! Jack Hunter runs to meet PCP before they can get to the stage but trips and falls down the stairs. Elise Ares, followed by The D, sprint past Jack Hunter as he ignores them and begins to lock a headlock onto the stairs. Jumping the barricade, Cayle and JFK go into the crowd, pushing away members of the Faithful and begin chucking chairs at the Pop Culture Phenoms as they approach. 

DDK:
PCP has had enough and have chased away 24k! Maybe now that Cayle Murray and JFK are gone, and the D & Elise are here, we can finally get back to wrestling!

Lance:
I know I’ve only been here a year, but that still sounds so very very weird.

Ares, however, is too quick on her feet and dodge the chairs as they come sailing towards her while she closes the gap. The D is just behind her (hehehe) as Ares jumps up onto the barricade, with only a couple dozen chairs separating her from her targets. Suddenly, JFK pulls a fan out from the crowd and uses them as a human shield. Elise, pauses for a moment, shrugs, and then leaps into the air towards Kendrix. As the fan screams and hits the ground, a chair goes sailing into the air and meets the Leading Lady of DEFIANCE in mid-air right in the face!

DDK:
Folks, I don’t think that was intentional. That was a bullseye shot there from what looked to be Cayle, tossing a chair toward the Leading Lady!

Elise goes crashing to the floor on top of the chairs as The D looks on in horror. He jumps over the barricade to attend to his tag partner as Cayle and JFK share a celebratory MANLY HUG amongst the Faithful whose cheers have grown silent. The D snarls and makes a move towards the two but can’t bring himself to leave his tag partner injured on a pile of chairs. He leans in to take a look at Elise and then winces in sympathetic pain, before trying to lift her to her feet.

Lance:
I don’t think this is over Keebs. The D, he’s worried, he’s standing on edge here. He’s ready to fire off at Cayle and JFK, but he’s got to tend to his leading lady.

DDK:
I… I…

CUTTO: Jack Hunter, who’s trying to Cow DDT the interview stage. The stage no sells him. 

DDK:
I feel like I just got stupider. Again.

Lance:
PCP won’t let 24k get away with this. Not for their sake, OR the Faithful!

DDK:
I should have called in sick today...

♫ “The King of the Highlands” by Antti Martikainen ♫

DDK:
Well this is going to be interesting!

Lance:
Destroyed at Ascension, Gage Blackwood is no longer The SOHER!

Jeers fill the arena as Blackwood powers out from the curtain, making a beeline to the ring. Blackwood wears his wrestling tights but it NOT sporting the “WHAT HAVE I DONE FOR YOU LATELY” t-shirt with all the names crossed out on the back. It’s safe to say, that might be over. Even though pandering to the audience is never his thing, in this case… it’s even further from the truth. Blackwood’s already in the ring, asking for a mic and his theme song is cut.

DDK:
I didn’t think we would see Gage tonight. I was told he wasn’t here.

Blackwood stands in the center of the ring, receiving nothing but a sobering response from The Faithful.

“YOU DESERVED IT!” Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap.
“YOU DESERVED IT!” Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap.
“YOU DESERVED IT!” Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap.

And all Blackwood can do…

Is nod.

DDK:
I haven’t seen Gage like this since he first started in the company.

Lance:
This is a man who, people forget, lost his first two matches in DEFIANCE to Gunther Adler. It was incredibly humiliating for Gage. Blackwood used to talk about it on many occasions. Only until he overcame David Hightower at DEFCON later that year did he get his first victory.

DDK:
Well, hard not to forget when you see what he’s turned into…

Lance:
Agreed.

Blackwood starts pacing the ring, still taking in those cheers… and ultimately, agreeing with them.

Gage Blackwood:
Aye.

The fans are starting to realize Blackwood isn’t in denial like they thought he would be. He isn’t angry like anyone anticipated. It takes time but they are slowly starting to ease up on the heckling. Blackwood goes for another stroll around the ring. He finally looks like he has the courage to speak his mind.

Gage Blackwood:
I got schooled. I got walloped. Dex Joy, congratulations on the SOHER championship… beating my four year undefeated streak and ending my reign a few days shy of the record held by Elise Ares.

Blackwood takes a deep huff and then looks into the camera.

Gage Blackwood:
But if you think this ruins me… that PISSES ME OFF. No, no… I lost at Ascension. I got pounded. I got pounded by the better man that night.

Blackwood pauses to speak to himself before continuing.

Gage Blackwood:
But I am a firm believer in creating your own destiny! I lost at Ascension but that CAN mean nothing moving forward. That CAN mean everything, too, if I allow it to…

DDK:
He’s not wrong.

Gage Blackwood:
But I WON’T allow it! In professional sports, teams can get crushed one week and turn things around the next. I am using this as a sobering lesson. I don’t want people to think I took Dex Joy lightly. I really didn’t, I can promise you that. I may stand on the apron and run the man down but I am running him down because I understand what he brings to the table. If I thought nothing of you… you’d get NOTHING from me in return. So I didn’t take Dex lightly but perhaps I was guided more in anger than anything else.

DDK:
Well, that’s what Gage is saying. I, for one, think he did take Dex Joy lightly.

Gage Blackwood:
To anyone who can’t see we all have a chance to rewrite our narratives, I feel sorry for you and YOU are the ones I cannot gain respect for. To anyone else, who can open their mind and see the endless possibilities in front of them… that’s much more my style.

Blackwood turns to wave his free hand towards the crowd of people.

Gage Blackwood:
To all of you… well, [laughs] I’ve certainly had my differences with the majority of you and you have of me. I’m not saying I’m here to reconcile these differences. Not tonight, not now and maybe not ever…

There’s some booing from the crowd but most of them are still engaged with what Blackwood has to say.

Gage Blackwood:
I am here to make an announcement. The only thing is, I need someone else here before I can.

Blackwood walks to the edge of the ring and points to the back.

Gage Blackwood:
“SUB POP” SCOTT DOUGLAS… GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW.

DDK:
WHOA! What does he want with Scott Douglas!?

Lance:
Well, at Ascension Night Two; the pair had a brief interaction that certainly got people talking! Not to mention, these two have a history. It was Gage who beat Douglas to begin his incredible run. It was only two months after his big victory against Scott where he captured the Southern Heritage Championship! 

It takes a few moments but the music plays…

♫ “Smiling and Dying” by Green River ♫

A cautious “Sub Pop” Scott comes out, receiving a ROAR from The Faithful. However, he walks down with a facial expression assuming the worst may come. Rolling into the ring, the former SOHER stands across from the most recent former SOHER, while keeping his distance.

Before Douglas can ask for a mic, Blackwood cuts him off.

Gage Blackwood:
HOLD ON. AYE. Ya baw juggler…

Blackwood says this, almost with a wink and a nod. It’s tough to tell if he was joking or serious.

Gage Blackwood:
So before I get to you, I need to say a few more things about myself.

DDK:
Of course you do. Maybe he hasn’t changed after all…

Gage Blackwood:
Putting aside the, albeit, “squash” from Dex Joy, I’d like to think I’ve handled myself well in this ring… regardless of how people think of me or how I’ve acted. Day in and day out, I put up a good fight. I lean in to my opponents and you’re going to have to work for everything you get. Of course… with the exception of Ascension…

Blackwood shakes his head, becoming lost in the thought of that match before pulling himself back out. Meanwhile, Scott Douglas is confused and waiting for the punchline, either figuratively or literally. Sub Pop doesn’t trust the man across from him.

Gage Blackwood:
My overall body of work should signify one thing… ONE THING I’ve been missing since I came to DEFIANCE.

There’s a long, long pause as anticipation grows. Blackwood walks right up to Scott Douglas.

Gage Blackwood:
The FIST of the DEFIANCE!

The Faithful and the announcers burst with surprise.

DDK:
THE FIST OF DEFIANCE!?!?

Lance:
He’s right, though. Gage has never challenged for the belt!

Blackwood stays in front of Scott Douglas. It takes the former SOHER a moment but he… laughs and backs away.

Gage Blackwood:
I have spent four years making a name for myself but there’s one more step to take. And now… you, Scott Douglas. I’m really laying it all on the line. I don’t like you but I respect you.

DDK:
Wow. Words I never thought I’d hear.

Lance:
The not liking or the respect part?

DDK:
Well, the respect part but perhaps both.

Gage Blackwood:
Scott, you know when they run that signature at the end of each DEFtv? “This. Is. DEFIANCE.” You know, that one? Well let me tell you something I think you need to hear. YOU. Are. DEFIANCE. YOU, SCOTT DOUGLAS, YOU. For years you have carried this company… for years you have laid it all on the line inside this ring. Sure, you look a little tired these days but I can’t let that get in the way of your body of work. I was recently pummeled at the hands of a “Big Boy” but I’m still planning on fighting. You… beat some middle-aged bald dude who’s been making your life in DEFIANCE a living hell for YEARS.

Blackwood stops to put a finger in the air and starts poking it towards DEFIANCE’s Favorite Son.

Gage Blackwood:
There’s a rumor going around. I don’t want to say it’s something like you’ve lost a smile, because I don’t think you smile to begin with. But let’s be honest… that’s why these people like you. I won’t get into the rumor exactly because I don’t have enough time right now but let me say this.

Blackwood walks into Scott Douglas’ face for a second time.

Gage Blackwood:
DEFIANCE’s Favorite Son, I consider you one of the four MOUNT RUSHMORES of this company. Cayle Murray, Bronson Box, Dan Ryan and yourself. There’s a few honorable mentions such as Oscar Burns, Elise Ares and The D… but you, Scott, might be the greatest of all. There’s just one problem…

Blackwood turns away from Douglas, only to come back into full rage mode (or Gage-mode) as he’s typically been known for.

Gage Blackwood:
HOW CAN YOU BE ON MOUNT RUSHMORE IF YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN!?

Blackwood is about to push Scotty but he holds back.

Gage Blackwood:
HOW CAN YOU BE THE BEST IN THIS COMPANY WHEN YOU HAVEN’T BEEN THE CHAMPION!?!? TELL ME HOW THAT WORKS. TELL ME SCOTT!!!!

Trying to calm himself down, Blackwood knocks Douglas’ mic away and takes a few steps back. Sub Pop’s face has grown intense although he does not engage Blackwood physically.

Gage Blackwood:
You’re a wrestler. I’m a wrestler. And I spoke to those blokes in the back, the ones who make the decisions. DEFIANCE Road, I am challenging you to the ultimate contest. GAGE BLACKWOOD versus SCOTT DOUGLAS… where the winner goes to the MAIN EVENT of DEFCON to get their rightful place to challenge for the FIST of DEFIANCE and to become THE CHAMPION THIS ORGANIZATION NEEDS.

The Faithful pop upon hearing the news! Blackwood is raging around the ring… chaos is everywhere and Scott Douglas’ look of intensity continues to lock on his upcoming opponent.

DDK:
THIS IS MASSIVE!!! OH MY GOD!

Gage Blackwood:
There are MANY guys I ultimately respect in the back of that locker room… but you can’t look me in the eyes and tell me YOU don’t deserve that shot. And you can’t tell ME I don’t deserve it, either. Oscar Burns is an ELITE level of talent. Cayle Murray is a wrestling Jesus reincarnated. Lindsay Troy is one of the BEST in the world to lace up her boots, being the cornerstone of EVERY SINGLE COMPANY she’s a part of… and #1 IN THE WORLD… but they’ve had their chances. Cayle sold out. Burns and Troy had title shots earlier this year. Well, I WANT MY SHOT. And I want to go through you to prove I’m worthy.

Blackwood drops his mic. He rolls out of the ring and starts walking up the ramp. As is his typical exit, Gage stops at the top of the rampway and the camera swings around to the front of him. Blackwood closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, exhails and vanishes to the back.

The scene switches to Scott Douglas, who’s standing in the middle of the ring, still taking everything in.

DDK:
We have to go to another commercial break! What a statement by Gage!

Lance:
He left without allowing Douglas a chance to reply. Typical Blackwood!

We cut to different shots of this sold-out DEFIANCE crowd. People are hyped for the main event! Darren Quimbey is front and center with Referee Benny Doyle just behind him. 

DING! DING!

Darren Quimbey:
The following contest is set for one fall with a Twenty-minute time limit... and is your MAIN EVENT OF THE NIGHT!

The crowd roars!

Darren Quimbey:
First, from West Memphis, Arkansas, weighing in at Two Hundred-Seventy Five pounds… HE IS DAAAAAAAAAVIIIIIID HIIIIIIIIWWWWWEEEER!

♫ “Country Boy Can Survive” by Hank Williams Jr. ♫

David Hightower lumbers through the curtain and takes the stage as imposing as ever. Hightower adjusts that unforgiving chain around his neck and he begins his descent of the ramp, heading toward the ring.

DDK:
Last time we saw David Hightower he took on Uriel Cortez.

Lance:
Those two bruisers put on a show! A real slugfest!

DDK:
Most definitely, Lance.

David Hightower scowls at the fand along ringside who proceed to boo in his face. Once the mountain of a man gets to the ring, he climbs inside and grabs hold of the chain in his catcher's mitt sized hands. Hightower looking as crazy as ever now waits for his opponent… 

DDK:
What a monster!

Lance:
David Hightower has those dead eyes, Darren.

♫ Bullet Holes - Bush ♫

The drum and bass pulsate as screechy guitars of the intro ring out through the Wrestle-Plex. The vocals kick in and the song is in full swing and assorted lights move around the arena. “The Natural One” Jay Harvey steps out through the curtain and onto the ramp. Harvey raises his arms into the air as he looks out into the sold-out crowd.

DDK:
Jay Harvey making his way down to the ring. Jay Harvey and Mikey Unlikely getting into things earlier here tonight.

Lance:
Unlikely let Harvey have it and “The Natural One” didn’t have much to say.

Darren Quimbey:
Hailing from Raleigh, North Carolina…

The crowd is all cheers as Harvey walks down the aisle. Jay Harvey walks up the ring steps and onto the apron. He lays his back against the top rope and extends his arms out.

Lance:
David Hightower hasn’t taken his eyes off of Jay Harvey.

DDK:
His hands are just gripping that chain so tight, Lance.

Darren Quimbey:
He is “The Natural One” THE Jaaaaaaaaaay Haaaaaaarrveeeeyyyyy!

Jay Harvey enters the ring and goes to the nearest corner to climb the turnbuckles. He holds his right arm into the air. It’s not long before he hops down and comes to a halt in his corner.

Benny Doyle checks on both men and they are ready. Doyle calls for the bell.

DING! DING!

The bell is still echoing throughout the arena and David Hightower goes after Harvey with his chain! Hightower swings his chain and Harvey is just able to evade any damage. He goes on the offensive and is all over Hightower with chops, causing Hightower to drop his chain.

Benny Doyle kicks the chain out of the ring and Harvey continues on. Chop after chop makes Hightower’s chest bright red! Hightower roars in Harvey’s face! Harvey hits the ropes and lands a Back Elbow right into Hightower’s face! Hightower is on wobbly legs as Harvey hits the ropes once more.

DDK:
Harvey sends Hightower through the ropes with that patented Jay Harvey Dropkick!

Lance:
Harvey is off to the races again, Keebs!

David Hightower moves out of the way but Harvey is wise to it. He springboards off the middle rope and does a backflip to now reside in the middle of the ring. The crowd is cheering loudly as Hightower and Harvey lock eyes. Harvey is back on his feet and goes toward the ropes.

Hightower and Harvey share words, Harvey is close enough for Hightower to pull at his legs and drop him to the mat and take him to the outside. Hightower lands vicious fists but Harvey returns with fists of his own!

Harvey has the upper hand and the crowd is on his side. Hightower is seeing stars and moving back toward the barricade. Harvey goes for an Irish Whip BUT HIGHTOWER REVERSES IT AND HITS A MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE! 

DDK:
Hightower almost took Harvey's head off!

Lance:
Brutal, just brutal!

Harvey is down and Hightower goes on the attack! Hightower picks Harvey up and tosses him into the ring steps! Harvey holds his left arm and Hightower can smell the blood in the water.

Fans along ringside are letting David Hightower have it! Referee Benny Doyle comes into view, still in the ring. Doyle begins his Ten Count as Hightower continues the brutality on the outside.

ONE!

TWO!

DDK:
David Hightower! OH, MAN!

Lance:
Hightower just separated the ring steps with Jay Harvey’s shoulder!

Jay Harvey is in excruciating pain as David Hightower basks in the violence. The Faithful are all boos but Hightower doesn’t seem to even hear the thousands in attendance. Hightower lifts Harvey up and puts him over his shoulder! Hightower roars and rushes into the ring post, slamming Harvey’s shoulder across the post!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Hightower drops Harvey to the padded floor. Jay Harvey is in a bad spot! Hightower sees his trusty chain a few feet from him and goes for it. Hightower upon picking the chain up has his sights on his opponent. Hightower wraps the chain around his fist and goes for Harvey.

Hightower can seem to take his eyes off the chain surrounding his fist. He plays the chain up for a few more seconds. Hightower swings- HARVEY JUST GAVE HIGHTOWER A WAKE UP CALL! The crowd is going wild!

SIX!

SEVEN!

HIGHTOWER IS ROCKED! Harvey out of desperation just leaped into the air and sent his knee right through Hightower’s face! Harvey mixes in some forearm shots that land perfectly on Hightower’s jaw. Harvey sends his opponent back into the ring and is right behind him. Harvey is holding his shoulder showing signs of a possible injury from the earlier attack from Hightower.

Harvey rushes into the ropes and springboards off the middle rope- HIGHTOWER CAUGHT JAY HARVEY! HIGHTOWER WITH A SCOOP POWERSLAM! HIGHTOWER GOES FOR THE PIN!

DDK:
David Hightower goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

DAVID HIGHTOWER PICKED HARVEY'S HEAD OFF THE MAT?!

DDK:
Hightower had the match won! What is he doing?!

Lance:
David Hightower is toying with Jay Harvey!

David Hightower picks up the broken body of Jay Harvey but Harvey’s legs give out. Harvey is out cold and David Hightower is all smiles. We cut to the back where we see the members of 24k in their sweet suite watching the action intently. 

We cut back to live-action where Hightower is still in control. Harvey is grabbing at the pants of his opponent, trying to get himself back to his feet. Hightower grabs Harvey around the neck, bringing him vertical. Benny Doyle does a Five Count to have Hightower break his choke. 

Hightower props Harvey up against the ropes. Hightower hits the ropes and is looking to end this match. Hightower bounces off the ropes- WAKE UP CALL! JAY HARVEY WITH ANOTHER WAKE UP CALL KNEE STRIKE!

DDK:
David Hightower’s eyes just rolled into the back of his head! 

Lance:
Jay Harvey is still on his feet! David Hightower is still on his feet! 

Harvey is angry and is sizing up his opponent for one more Wake Up Call! Harvey uses the ropes behind him to get a good push and…

BOOM!

This knee puts the beast down! Harvey goes for the cover and the crowd begins counting with Referee Benny Doyle!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

DDK:
Jay Harvey is your winner! 

Lance:
We talk about it every single show… Jay Harvey showing unbelievable moxy!

Darren Quimbey:
Your winner of the match by pinfall… “THEE NAAAAATURAAAAAAL ONNNNEEE” JAAAAAAAAAAAAY HAAAAAARVEEYYYYYYY!

Harvey is still on the mat, breathing heavily. Benny Doyle bends at the hip and raises Harvey’s hand in victory. We cut back to 24k in the back. Mikey Unlikely is the only one standing in the group. He makes his way closer to the monitor which is showing Jay Harvey in a full-screen shot. Mikey comes “face to face” with Harvey on the monitor. 

We go back to live-action, Harvey is standing tall and the fans are going wild! Harvey has made it to his feet, still clutching his left shoulder. 

Lance:
Let's take a look at the replay and break down the action here…

The highlight reel as it were hits your screen as Darren and Lance do their thing.

DDK:
Here we see David Hightower really showing the animalistic side of him, attacking Jay Harvey on the outside. 

Lance:
Jay Harvey being just brutalized with the steel ring steps. But Harvey came back and was able to even the score.

DDK:
But the turning point of this match was when David Hightower began toying with Jay Harvey. David Hightower was gonna win this match but he wanted to inflict more pain on Jay Harvey.

Lance:
Then Jay Harvey hit not one, but two Wake Up Calls to put David Hightower away. I agree with you, Darren. If David Hightower doesn't put an end to that three count, he's probably winning this match.

Harvey is still celebrating in the middle of the ring. We stay on him as the DEFIANCE logo appears at the bottom corner of your screen.

DDK:
There again is your winner, Jay Harvey. Thank you for tuning in folks! Don't forget to tune into NIGHT TWO TOMORROW! For Lance Warner, I'm Darren Keebler, GOODNIGHT!

THIS.

IS.

DEFIANCE.